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Seulgi x Reader: Dream Girl

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A/N: It's fluff I swear

To most people, dreams are like fleeting wisps of fantasy—moments of escape where the laws of reality bend and shift, offering a brief respite from the mundane. They speak of dreams as whimsical adventures, an occasional playground for their subconscious. They speak of dreams with joy, piecing together the intermittent adventures they would concoct in their brains. Their dreams bring them to lands unknown and bring them joys untold. There's a theory that dreams are a glimpse into the lives of your multiversal counterparts, your doppelgangers. Well, if that were true, you pitied the poor fools across the multiverse; your doppelgangers had to be going through hell.

See, while others had dreams, you only had terrors. Nightmares came to haunt you, night after night. It was a rare night to get more than 3 hours of sleep. While it did take some time, you did adapt to it. You didn't enjoy it, but well, beggars and choosers and all that. You set alarms around 2 hours in, hoping that you'd be pulled out of your sleep before any nightmares came. To make up for the lack of sleep, you resorted to snacking constantly and eating small amounts of food to make up for your lack of energy. Naturally, this brought up quite a few other problems. This did come with it's perks, though. As a corporate worker, one doesn't exactly have much personal time for R&R. So in the ungodly hours where everyone you knew slept, you stayed up, binge-watching any content you could find. Kpop, to be exact. You basically just binge-watch K-pop content at night—various shows, music shows, music videos, anything. Not exactly an awe-inspiring or particularly jaw-dropping talent, but well, it had its moments to shine. Particularly, a radio show, where your recognition of Ice Cream Cake within the first second of the song earned you a prize that many others had failed to obtain despite spending thousands on albums. A small intimate fan meet amongst Red Velvet and 100 lucky fans. Maybe your nightmares were actually real life, and life was a dream. Listen, if you could meet Red Velvet, you'd take whatever came with it. It seemed that the powers that be, decided to test that statement, as you excitedly hopped into bed, brimming with anticipation at meeting your idols tomorrow. You always turned your alarm clock on, you always did, right?

As you opened your eyes, you found yourself in a foreign room, framed works of arts lining every square inch of the walls around you. The room was dimly lit, shadows flickering against the walls like malevolent spirits, the only thing keeping you from complete darkness were the candles, desperately flickering as it tried its best to keep the room lit. You stood in the centre of the room, cold sweat pouring down your face, your breath coming in short, panicked gasps. The air was thick and oppressive, carrying a nauseating stench of decay that made your stomach churn. You knew in your gut that something was wrong. You’ve made it a point to always have your alarm set, and it pulls you out before anything happens right? You couldn’t be that careless right?

Well, you alway enjoyed proving yourself wrong.

Without warning, the walls began to close in, the room shrinking around you. You tried to move, but your feet were rooted to the ground, as if the floor had turned to quicksand, dragging you down. Panic surged through you as the winds grew stronger, extinguishing the candles, and the darkness crept closer, the shadows morphing into monstrous, writhing shapes that seemed to reach out with clawed hands.

A low, guttural whisper echoed, repeating your name over and over, each iteration louder and more insistent, filled with a sinister glee, followed by a loud cackle. You strained to see where it was coming from, but the source remained hidden.

Out of the corner of your eye, a figure emerged from the darkness. It was unfamiliar yet grotesquely horrifying, a twisted amalgamation of nightmares. Its eyes were hollow, pits of endless darkness that swallowed all light. Its mouth stretched into an unnatural grin, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. It reached out with skeletal hands, fingers elongating and curling like the legs of a giant spider.

You tried your best to stay calm. You had enough experiences with nightmares to know that however realistic it felt, it was all fake, and it would be over soon. The walls were almost touching you now, the space so confined you could barely breathe. The figure's icy fingers brushed your face, their touch burning like acid, sending waves of agony through your body. Their whispering voice was right in your ear, speaking in a language you couldn't understand, yet the words filled you with an overwhelming sense of dread and despair.

Breathe, just breathe. It would all be over soon. Just breathe

Just as the walls were about to crush you, everything stopped. The figure vanished, the walls receded, and you were left alone in the now cavernous, empty room. The silence was deafening, but it was short-lived. The ground beneath you began to crack and crumble, and you started to fall into an abyss of endless darkness, the wind howling in your ears as you plummeted into the void.

You reached out, grasping at nothing, feeling the cold, slimy tendrils of something unseen wrapping around your limbs, pulling you deeper. The whispers grew louder, now a cacophony of voices screaming your name, each one more frantic and desperate than the last.

You bolted up from your bed, shirt soaked in sweat, panting heavily as your chest heaved up and down, looking to your phone in regret. You should have just remembered to set that damn alarm. Great Start to the day. At least this one was a tame one.

With your fashion sense limited to dress to impress, and you still being thrown off by that nightmare, you decided to forgo any flashy attire, opting instead for a simple outfit, throwing on a baggy hoodie and some jeans, then heading out to the event. Once you reached the auditorium, you saw quite a large crowd already gathered, some assumedly being dispatched or some fans hoping to get lucky and see the idols in real life. Walking up to the entrance, you were stopped by two security guards, who, after verifying your ticket, quickly ushered you into the venue. Quickly grabbing a seat, you look up to the stage, and immediately you're struck in awe of the sight in front of you. Of course, you had seen them online before, and you had spent countless hours gushing to your friends over how pretty they were, but seeing them in person and so close was a whole different kind of ethereal. And amongst this collage of beauty and almost angelic perfection, one stood out to you. The other members looked good, that you couldn't deny, but Kang Seulgi just had this aura about her, and you found it hard to rip your eyes off of her. You could almost swear she locked eyes with you for a moment. For a moment, that took your mind off that horrible nightmare. Just for a momentAs the event kicked off, you were ushered to the front of the stage, feeling your heartbeat accelerate as you got closer to the stage, clutching the Red Flavour album tight against your chest. Walking up to the first seat, you were greeted with a warm smile by Wendy. You shared a quick conversation with her, talking about how much you loved her music. Catching on to your nervousness, Wendy let out a slight chuckle. "Take a deep breath, What's your name?" Wendy asked "Y/N" You mumbled out, embarrassed at having been caught going into fan mode. "Thank you for all your support, Y/N. I appreciate every one of our fans, and I look forward to releasing more songs for you guys to enjoy!" Wendy replied, motioning to your album, taking the cap off her pen. This continued with the other 3 girls, though the interactions varied, Yeri and Joy being more playful, while Irene, while still interacting, was more laid back, letting you do more of the talking. Finally, you reached the one who you'd been almost bubbling over in excitement to meet. As you reached Seulgi, before you could even say anything, Seulgi looked straight into your eyes. before quickly grabbing you by the hand. "You look tired." Seulgi said, worry evident in her tone. You did try to answer, you really did, but with Seulgi's hand on yours, her eyes locked on yours, your words couldn't leave your throat. "Are you okay Y/N?" Seulgi asked, looking worriedly at you. With a hard gulp, you force yourself to focus, slowly wiggling your hand away from under Seulgi's hand in an attempt to force your brain to rewire itself. Worried, Seulgi looked to her manager in a corner, beckoning her over to bring a bottle of water for you. "Thank you." Was all you could mumble, taking a seat as your eyes darted around wildly, from Seulgi's auburn locks, to her soulful eyes, there really was nowhere you could look without being entranced by her. "Your fatigue, is it a common thing?" Seulgi asked, akin to a therapist or medical professional more than an idol. "Yeah, but it's not a medical condition, it's just, I get nightmares. I don't really get more than 3 hours of sleep a night" You explain, nervously fidgeting, unable to maintain eye contact with her. "Oh, you poor thing, I'm sorry to hear that. How do you even cope with this? Have you talked to anyone about all this?” Seulgi asked, leaning in closer to you.

“I usually listen to Kpop, but sometimes, I’ll just go to the beach near my house and just listen to the waves, maybe have some cookies, it helps. About telling others…I’ve mentioned it, but nobody really takes it seriously. I don’t want to get any special treatment for it either, so I tend not to talk about it unless anybody asks. You must think I’m some kind of weirdo.” You begin to mumble. Who needs nightmares when you have adolescent brats who could make fun of anything? “Nonsense, we all have our own problems, and it’s not like this is within your control. Stay strong, I’m sure there will be someone to help you soon.” Seulgi said, giving you a small smile as she reached out, gently squeezing you on your shoulder. “I’ve tried, Seulgi, it’s been a long time, at some point, you adapt instead of overcome.” You said, downtrodden, the most recent slip up induced nightmare still sending chills down your spine. “I have a good feeling about it. Trust me.” Seulgi said with a smile. It’s a curious thing, this has been said to you multiple times, many many times, parents, teachers, friends who were understanding, therapists, many, many people. And to be frank, after the first 3 or 4 times, you had kind of lost hope. They were just being nice, and you understood that. It’s not like they would say, “You’re stuck with this now, now scram kid, I want to watch Shark Tank.”, so you always took their words at face value, just a wish, and a hope for a better tomorrow. However, now, as you looked into the eyes of Kang Seulgi, international superstar, renowned kpop idol, there was a resolute hope, a belief even that what she said was true. Wow, you thought to yourself. Kang Seulgi was out of this world. The manager whispered to Seulgi, gesturing to the line that had begun to form behind me. “One moment.” Seulgi said to her manager, before Seulgi hastily grabbed your album, signing it. ‘Wishing you all the luck in overcoming your afflictions. I’ll be with you all the way, whether through our music, or in my thoughts. Your Dream girl(and better be your favourite), Kang Seulgi <3)”

“Woah” Is all you could mutter as you crashed onto your bed, reading what Seulgi had written on your album for what had to have been the hundredth time of the day. Or the thousandth, you’d lost track to be very frank. Could there really be a solution to your nightmares? Perhaps, but that was a problem for another day. Now, you sleep. The little sleep you can get anyways. Turning to your side, you set an alarm for 2 hours. Perhaps Seulgi was right, but unfortunately, you weren’t gonna risk another night terror at the assurance from a Kpop idol. Perhaps soon, not now.

As you tucked yourself into your bed, and drifted into your deep sleep, you sat up, hand moving to your phone, shutting the alarm off, before falling back into the bed, in a slumber all the while.

For the second time in as many nights, you sat up, this time finding yourself in a transparent room in the middle of the ocean, waves crashing around you, the symphony of silence chiming in your ears, the only thing audible being the crest and trough of the waves. This was calm. This was great. This was wrong.

You looked around, confusion stirring. Looking at the room, you saw a table with two seats, one seat occupied by a woman, who slowly sipped a cup of water as she admired the sea. Before you could ask anything, the woman spoke. “Do you like this? I scanned your subconscious, and this was an environment you found relaxing.” The woman’s voice was familiar. Too familiar. You recognised that voice. “Seulgi?” You say in disbelief. The woman ignores you, continuing to sip her water, as she beckoned you to a seat opposite of her, across the table

What the hell was going on? Was this a nightmare? This was definitely different from the nightmares you were accustomed to.

“This isn’t a nightmare, that much I can promise you. Trust me 0n this. Take a seat and I’ll explain.” Looking around, you tried to take in as much as you could as you moved to the vacant seat. You somehow overslept again, but instead of a nightmare, you were stuck in something more akin to a dream, with a lady you’d assume was similar to an oneiroi. The lady, who looked exactly like Kang Seulgi. None of this made sense. “I’m not an oneiroi, though I’m impressed you know about oneiroi. And before we go on, yes, I can hear what you’re thinking. Any other questions?” The lady said with a smile, snapping her fingers, a cup full of hot chocolate, your go-to drink by the beach, suddenly appearing in your hand. “What are you? How is this happening?” “Well, before anything, I apologise for taking so long. A peek into your subconscious shows how much suffering you’ve been through. And for your questions, I’m akin to a technician. I’m here to fix your nightmares, but it’s a long job, so while you sleep, instead of nightmares, I’ll be here. I can make this room anything, a batting cage, a movie theatre, whatever you need to relax. And when you wake up, you’ll feel well rested, as if you slept through the entire night.” Looking at her, your mind raced with the possibilities of all that could happen. Was this real? If this was real, it’ll finally be over, the sleepless nights, the 2 hour sleeps, the nightmares. You didn’t know if you could place your full faith in this. Then, your mind instantly bolts to the next question. “Why do you look like Seulgi?” You asked, and just as the woman was about to answer, you raised your hand, the answer seemingly having come to you. Seulgi had left a deep impression on you after that fanmeet, and with all that talk about helping your nightmares go away, all of that must have made your mind associate Seulgi with fixing your nightmares. That made sense. Clearly sensing your thoughts, the woman let out a light giggle. “You’re quick.” She quipped, causing you to shrug. “Well, if I’m to spend my time here with you, what do I call you?” You asked “Whatever you want.” “Would you mind if I called you Seulgi? That’s who you took your likeness from, and I’d probably end up calling you that anyways.” You asked, the woman nodding in agreement. “Alright, Seulgi, how long does this dream last? And can you make this place, like a nice old timey diner.” You asked, Seulgi nodding, snapping her fingers, and just like that, the room around them was morphed into a diner, as you found yourself in a small cubicle in the diner, sitting opposite to Seulgi. In front of you was your favourite food, a good bowl of Jjangmyeon, while Seulgi had a plate of Kimchi Tuna Fried Rice. “See that clock there?” Seulgi gestured to the wall clock, showing 10 minutes left. “Each of these dreams will last 2 hours. You lost some time on this one since I spent some time getting you here. When the time runs out, you’ll wake up at 0700 in this case. You need to spend a minimum of 2 hours here for any work to get done, so do account for it. You’ll have to at least get 4 hours of sleep for the next few months, how many exactly, I can’t be sure.” You nodded in understanding, making a mental note to make sure you changed your sleeping habits. “Seulgi, can I ask a favour of you?” You ask, slowly eating the bowl of Jjangmyeon.

“Shoot.” Seulgi replied. She knew what you were going to ask, but, well, this facilitates human interaction more. “Seeing as I’m going to spend quite a bit of time here, you’re going to be my only companion. For us to hang out, well somewhat normally, considering you’re basically an angel, could you not read my mind? At least that way, I can feel like I’m talking to a friend, and not an omniscient being.” You ask, Seulgi returning a small smile. “Of course. If that’ll help you relax more, by all means.” Seulgi said, before snapping her fingers As the time passed, you began to ask Seulgi questions, to which she answered with an amused smile all the while. “What are you? Are you a figment of my imagination? Or are you some sort of extraterrestrial, or supernatural?” You asked, before hearing a buzz from the clock. Hearing that, Seulgi let out a light giggle. “Oh well, questions for tomorrow night.”

You sat up in shock, finding yourself back in your bed. Wow, this was…wow. It was a foreign feeling but you felt rested, invigorated. You could get used to this.

“You’re looking chipper. What song is that anyways?” Lucy commented, letting out a light snicker as she watched you by the copier, humming a tune while you scanned some documents. “There’s no way you don’t know Cosmic. By Red Velvet? No? That’s kind of disappointing Lucy.” You commented as she shrugged, then rolled her eyes, taking a sip of coffee before heading back to her desk. So this was what working on a full night of sleep feels like. It’s great. Well, as great as working a corporate job can be.

As the night dawned, you laid in your bed once more, about to shut your eyes, just before you felt a wave of insecurity rush over you. What if last night was part of a bigger nightmare, give you a sense of false hope before showing you that rock bottom indeed had a basement? “This isn’t a nightmare, that much I can promise you. Trust me 0n this.” Seulgi, or technically Fake Seulgi’s words echoed in your mind. Could you trust her? Your finger lingered over the alarm app. A few seconds later, you sighed. In for a penny. Setting your phone to the side, you turned your lamp off, going off into sleep.

“Welcome back.” was all you heard, finding yourself in what looked to be a cosy home theatre. Looking around, you saw a widescreen TV, and a small two seater couch. “What’s this?” You ask, looking confusedly at Seulgi, who simply smiled. “Deadpool and Wolverine. I know you’ve been meaning to watch it but you haven’t been able to get tickets for it, so here.” Seulgi says with a smile, patting the seat beside her, two buckets of popcorn in her hands. “Oh, nice.” You say in jubilation. You rush towards the seat, Seulgi handing you the bucket of popcorn, before snapping her fingers, the opening sequence then beginning to play. Everything seemed normal, but all of sudden, you feel a hand slide on your arm, looping around yours, causing you to tense up. What was happening? You turn to your side, seeing Seulgi stare at the screen nonchalantly, as if her arm wasn’t looped around yours. “Everything okay?” Seulgi asked sweetly, in a way that made you almost certain she knew what she was doing. “Fine.” Was all you could say, causing Seulgi to giggle, going back to watching the movie. Would you really make Seulgi so flirty with you in your mind? Would you? Yeh, sounds about right. This was wrong though, and you knew it. Your heart rate accelerated, and you felt a crimson blush across your face. All this, for a fake imagined version of a Kpop idol you could only dream of even watching a movie together. It was wrong, and it had to stop.

Easier said than done, however. Especially when Seulgi looks at you the way she does, trapping you in her dark hazel eyes, showing you universes you had no clue even existed. It also didn’t help how clingy Seulgi was during the movie. Oh well, it’s probably just a one time thing, the next one would probably be the two of you just chatting like a couple of friends. Well, right and wrong.

You guys had many hangouts, but some stuck out more than the rest

In the dimly lit café, the ambiance is warm and inviting. Seulgi is seated at a corner table, her face illuminated by the flickering candlelight. You join her, and she greets you with a smile that seems to light up the entire room.

Seulgi leans in slightly, her voice playful. "I was hoping you'd come by. This place has the best coffee. Have you tried it?"

You smile, feeling a flutter of excitement, before rolling your eyes playfully. “Wow, tooting your own horn huh? Never pegged you for a self indulgent type.” “What can I say? I’m the best.” Seulgi says with a smile, causing you to playfully shove her, laughing at her faux confidence

As the conversation flows, you find yourself drawn to her laughter and the way she engages with you. Her presence makes everything feel more vibrant. She teases you about your taste in books, and you playfully banter back, though you use real life information on Seulgi instead of what you know of this Seulgi.

Another night, the scene shifts to a moonlit park. The path is lined with glowing lanterns, casting a golden light over the surroundings. Seulgi walks beside you, her dress fluttering with the gentle breeze.

Seulgi nudges you playfully as you stroll along the path. “I’ve never understood the hype around night strolls.”

"Have you ever noticed how peaceful everything feels at night? It’s like the world slows down just for us." “Umm, I’m not real? What are you saying?” Seulgi giggles as she playfully flicks you on the forehead, causing you to smile, but also pulling you out of the moment. Your feelings for this Seulgi was undeniable, but how could you feel that way for someone who was nothing more than a spectre of your own imagination? “Are you okay?” Seulgi gently asked, this time more gentle and careful, seeing the change in your demeanour. “Yeh.” You said with a forced smile, continuing to walk through the makeshift park

You talk about everything and nothing as you walk. She shares whimsical stories, and you respond with your own tales, each of you enjoying the other’s company.

Every now and then, she’d glance at you with a soft smile. The way she leaned in slightly when she spoke, or the way she let her fingers graze yours as you walked, created a sense of closeness that was both comforting and disorienting. You found yourself caught between the peace of the moment and the unsettling, terrifying reality of being in love with someone who didn't exist.

In another dream, you find yourselves at a bustling carnival. The air is filled with the sounds of laughter and carnival games. Seulgi is by your side, her eyes bright with excitement.

She tugs you towards a game booth, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "Let’s see if you can win me that plush toy! I’m counting on your skills."

You accept the challenge with a grin, the playful competition adding to the joy of the evening. As you win the plush toy and hand it to her, she laughs, her eyes sparkling. "I knew you had it in you!"

“Did you rig the game?” you asked with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow at Seulgi.

She grinned mischievously, wrapping her arms around the plush toy. “Who knows? Maybe I just wanted to see you win. Sometimes, a little magic can make things more fun.”

“Thanks for this though.” Seulgi whispered, gesturing to the plush, getting on her tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

As you stood stunned, she laughed, laughing as she pulled you to the Ferris wheel

You both ride the Ferris wheel together, sharing a quiet moment as you look out over the carnival below, the lights glimmering from the ground as you sat conflicted, attempting to combat your burgeoning feelings

Another night, you’re in a serene garden at twilight. The air is filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and the garden is bathed in a soft, golden light. Seulgi is with you, her presence calming and serene.

You sit on a bench, surrounded by the beauty of the garden. Seulgi turns to you, her voice gentle. "Isn’t it amazing how some places just feel right? Like they were meant to be experienced with someone special."

You nod, feeling the warmth of her presence. "It does feel like that. I’m glad we’re here together."

Seulgi rests her head on your shoulder, allowing your mind to wander far and wild

“This is really nice,” you said softly, almost to yourself. “It feels like the world has slowed down just for us.”

Seulgi tilted her head slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m glad you think so. Sometimes, it’s these quiet moments that make everything feel right.”

“Thanks for making this for me.” You say

“Anything for you.”

In the next dream, you walk along a starlit beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore. Seulgi walks beside you, her dress flowing with the breeze.

Seulgi picks up a seashell and holds it up to you, her voice soft and playful. "I’ve always liked finding seashells. They make me think of stories and adventures."

“You’ve always?” You ask sceptically

“It’s called small talk genius. Try thinking of topics when you don’t exist.” Seulgi rolled her eyes, sticking her hand out.

You take the seashell from her, admiring its beauty. "You have a way of making even the smallest things feel special."

Seulgi’s eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and affection. “That’s my job, after all. To make things special, even in dreams.”

As you walk along the beach, you talk about your hopes and dreams, all the while Seulgi looked at you, an undeniable look of adoration, but under the surface, you could sense a small look of apprehension. Oh well, problem for another night.

“What’s this?” You look at the envelope, a SM ent sign on it. Looking at it, you found that you were invited back for another fan sign, in two days, but it was only for one of the five members, and you got Seulgi. Wow, that was trippy. Meet the real Seulgi while you were in love with the fake one. This was going to be, mildly confusing The next night, things were different. Instead of coming into a special hang out/date that Seulgi would create, you found yourself back above the ocean, the same transparent box hovering over the ocean, a big grandfather clock in the corner of the room, ticking backwards from 2 hours. Paying it no mind, you move to find Seulgi, who was sitting at the same table as the first night. “Hey Seulgi, what’s with the sudden nostalgia trip?” You ask, letting out a small chuckle, going to sit opposite a rather uncomfortable looking Seulgi, who looked deep in thought. “Seul?” You prod lightly, seemingly pulling her out of her deep thought. “Hmm? Oh yeah, you know, I ran out of ideas.” She quickly sipped her cup of water, trying to force a smile. “Is everything okay?” You ask, slightly suspicious. Between the apprehension of the previous night, and her clear unhappiness here, something was off. “No, nothing, sorry, just, had a lot on my mind, with my upcoming schedules and p-” Seulgi was clearly stressed, and your eyebrow creased in confusion. “You have a schedule? What for? You’re a, well, I still don’t know what you are, but I didn’t think you’d have a schedule.” You ask. “Forget I said anything, what do you want to do? I’m out of ideas unfortunately.” Seulgi shrugs. “Hmm, maybe Karaoke?” You suggest, it was a fun way to pass time, and if this Seulgi was anything like the real Seulgi, you knew you were in for a vocal masterclass. “As you wish.” Seulgi theatrically bowed, snapping her fingers, a karaoke machine and a TV appearing before them. For the next hour and a half, you and Seulgi had a blast, going through the greatest hits, your uninspiring vocals being blanketed by a snap of a finger, granting you passable vocals for the next 2 hours. One song in particular, ironically a Red Velvet Song, Psycho, Seulgi shined and sang that song as if it was composed for her. “Wow, that was…amazing.” “Of course, I’m your dream girl.” She said, winking, causing you to smile, but also tilt your head in confusion. That sounded familiar. “Hey! It’s your turn.” Seulgi called out, handing you the mic. As you scrolled through the music list, your finger hovers over a certain Elvis song. You hesitated playing this song. You had come to terms with your crush on someone who didn’t actually exist. The Portuguese called it Saudade, the haunting desire for an imaginary love. It wasn’t right, but it was inevitable. Night after night of what were effectively dates, it was nigh impossible to not catch feelings for her, not only because she looks like Seulgi, but because of her playful and cheerful personality, a beacon and light for you. She was your salvation.

“Wise men say, only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you.” You sing, locking eyes with Seulgi, who seemed to understand what was going on As you continued to sing, Seulgi’s gaze never left yours, softening as you got lost in her eyes as she swam in the galaxies of yours. The song reaches it’s end, and, nothing. Silence. The two of you sit in silence, but it wasn’t awkward. You knew, the both of you had a choice to make, and it was evident on Seulgi’s face, that she was conflicted. The two of you begin to talk at the same time, causing yet another pause in the conversation. “You go.” You say, allowing Seulgi to go first. She nervously gulps, before starting to talk. “Y/N, I want you to know that I’ve really enjoyed the past two months.” Had it really been two months already? Wow, time flies huh. “Y/N. I know we have something, there’s something between us that I can’t explain, but…” Seulgi paused, and you felt your heart jump from your chest. Of course, what did you expect? This was obviously never going to work out, who could love y- “No, Y/N, it’s not that.” Seulgi suddenly said, causing you to weakly force a smile. “What did I say about peeking about my mind Seulgi?” You say, causing Seulgi to grimace. “It’s involuntary…I can’t turn it off today.” Seulgi says, causing to look at her in confusion. What’s so special about today? “It’s the last day, Y/N. My work here is done, no more nightmares, everything is fixed up, but…that means this too is done. All of it. The 2 hour meetings nightly, the carnivals, the parks. All of it. I’m really sorry.” Seulgi says, causing you to reel back in shock. You didn’t know these dreams would end. Maybe you did, but you just never acknowledged it. Looking hurriedly at the clock, you see the hour hand disappeared, the minute hand too, you only had 20 seconds left. You didn’t have time. Looking hurriedly at Seulgi, you found yourself unable to say a word, instead, you placed your lips on hers, pulling her into an embrace, stealing the last moments of, everything.

“No!” You sit up in your bed, cold sweat, as if you had a nightmare the same way you did before A sigh, you walk to the kitchen island, having to brew your own hot chocolate. As you sit at the island, your mind is in turmoil. That kiss solidified only one thing, and that was that you had fallen in love. And the person you loved was gone. As you slowly sipped your beverage, you notice the ticket for the fanmeet on the island. A last look at your lost love. It was all you had left.

Everything seemed the exact same, the same ball room, the same guards, it all felt cookie cutter, but good. That was good. You needed some familiarity to get your head on straight. The time passed in a flash, and before you knew it, you saw her. Kang Seulgi, the real one, walking into the room, her eyes looking at you, lighting up in recognition. Probably from the previous fan meet, you muse. You were a unique personality. Time went on, and the people ahead of you trickled away, all until you found yourself in front of her. “Y/N. Right?” Seulgi asked, looking to her manager, snapping her fingers to get the manager’s attention, then pointing to you. “Yeh, from the previous fanmeet. The one with the nightmares.” You say, seeing the manager come with a cup, steam forming above. “How’ve you been?” Seulgi asked “Better, the nightmares are gone, and that’s thanks to you.” You say with a small smile, taking the cup from the manager. Hot Chocolate. “Oh, that’s great, but why thank me? All I did was wish you the best.” As the time you had spent with her began to flood your mind, you felt yourself begin to tear up, everything you had been through with her, the love you had for her, all overwhelming you. “Are you okay?” Seulgi asked, quickly leaning toward you, her hand almost cupping your face, before quickly moving down to your shoulder. “Yeh, I’m fine, just, thank you for everything. You don’t understand how much you helped me through my problems, I love…everything you’ve done for me, and I just wanted you to know that. I’m sorry if I seem a little weird, I have to go now.” You quickly turn around, wanting to quickly walk away. Walk away before you break down in that chair, before you tell her that you loved her. “Y/N?” Seulgi called out, causing you to halt. Shutting your eyes tightly, you try to put on a brave face, turning around to face Seulgi, who had a small smile, and a familiar glint. “I didn’t think you were weird, and for what it’s worth, I really enjoyed our kiss.”

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luxora · 7 months ago

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Red Velvet -> {Vampire AU} -> Drinking from you for the first time

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Fluff. Angst. Some Smut.

Warning: Blood. Some nsfw.

A/N: First vampire au with Red Velvet. Let me know what you think!

Irene

For as long as she has lived, Joohyun has learned to master the skill of patience.

One thing which has has learned about humanity is that they are remarkably, or rather unremarkable, an impatient kind almost making rash and impotent mistakes which would have been entire avoidant if they had simply waited for the right moment.

Alas, man is stupid. And man has been control far too long.

One should realize that while there is a big lion, there is still a bigger bear, a bigger tiger, and a bigger shark. Predator after predator, one must not become too complacent unless the bear decided it wanted to become the new king of the jungle, and in the capacity of which Joohyun is concerned, she could quite so easily become that new era in humanity in which the bigger predator takes control of the pond and the ocean, rendering man incompetent and complacent under her thumb.

But then again, would she truly want to have the headache that is guaranteed to be given if she decided to act upon her intrusive thoughts?

People don’t like being chained up and they will fight back, and while that will be fun in the beginning, it will become tedious and Joohyun is a rather intimate lover when it comes to boredom since she is so used to it in the first place.

Its just living for this long is both a blessing and a curse, and yet it has become more and more of a close, akin to the tragic tales of Dracula of which is constantly reboot through the ages.

She wishes that there was simply an end to all that she is. That there was something to look forward to, and yet she has been repeatedly disappointed through the ages. She has lost a lot of thing through her lifetime, people, family, friends, and her own humanity.

Joohyun considers herself unable of feeling, her humanity long gone for how isolated she has become. There is no point in her befriending others as they will succumb to death eventually while she will forever be living in the perfect shell of her body, displaying absolute perfection and yet living through flaws.

Hunting for blood was nothing new to her, akin to have a walk in the park for a normal human.

Only this walk in the park led her to a rather confounding discovery, a human who has caught her interest.

When she had pounced on you, she had thought that she had found a weak link. You were alone in the park, a cigarette in your hands while you were gazing up at the night sky, an acquaintance to your thoughts, not realizing the danger you were in until you suddenly felt hands in your throat and your body forced to the ground where teeth were suddenly latched to your neck.

Your blood waved into her mouth in multiple currently, making Joohyun growl beastly as she reveled in the taste, but then she was met with a unsounding reaction.

You not screaming.

While she held you tight in your arms, you had yet to utter a single word. From all her experiences, her preys always scream. They squirm and cry, begging for her to release them and to spare them from their oncoming death but they always fell upon death ears.

But you - you were compliant in her arms.

Yes, she felt you stiffen in her arms - but you didn’t fight back. In fct, you seemed to just submit to your fate, unknowingly knowing that escape was impossible. Between a human and a vampire, the victor was most obvious and Joohyun would have continued to revel in her victory if you hadn’t been so different.

She was not yet sated to be full but Joohyun pulled away from your neck to look at you, her eyes glowing in the deep night and perfectly reflecting your gaze as you stared up at her. Like usual, her eyes were red from the fresh feeding, but she saw no fear in your eyes.

Instead - she saw calm serenity - a bitter smile on your face as you continued to gaze at her.

“Am I not to your taste?”

Joohyun cocked her head, confounded by such a reaction.

“Sorry about that, I did down a decaf coffee which I sorely regret, maybe that has had a negative effect on me. Sorry.”

An apology.

She has never received an apology from a little lion before.

Joohyun simply stared at you, and you stared back, neither of you responding to the blood which was steadily escaping the puncture wounds from your neck. You just continued to smile at her, a reluctance in your eyes which made her eyebrows furrow.

Why were you so odd?

She should have just continued feeding, to simply finish up her meal and dispose of your body like she did so many times, but - something prompted her to change her usual routine.

Instead of ending your life, she spared it. She had covered your eyes and then carried you to the closest clinic, leaving you outside and then escaping before she would be noticed by any other humans. While there was a commotion to your arrival, you did not utter a word when the nurses tended to you, instead lazily staring out into the streets, almost wanting to catch sight of her in the shadows, contemplating the interaction between the two of you.

And similarly, Joohyun contemplated the same, watching from a roof and being hidden in the shadow of night. You had sparked an interests - and Joohyun was to see of what was to come from such a little lion, who has been capable of making her feel after such a long time.

She was not quite sure of what it was - but it was something.

Time was on her side, she had plenty of it to find out,

Seulgi

While Seulgi has been in control of her instincts for a long while, she couldn’t help but fear for the moment playing out in front of her, her stomach tying itself into complex knots despite the trusting look you were giving her.

The moon hung high in the midnight sky, casting a silvery glow over the quiet town below. Seulgi had her arms tightly wrapped around you as if she was capable of providing you warmth against the cool evening air, and yet both of you knew better than to believe there was anything she could do to combat the cold against your body. She could feel you tremble, and yet you were doing nothing to get out of her grip. Despite her cool body, you nuzzled closer into her, nose playfully pressing against her jaw, Seulgi’s breath hitching as she felt a tender kiss to it.

“I don’t mind Seulgi.” You whispered to her, a hand moving to cup her cheek and force to gaze into your eyes, even though she could easily escape it. “I trust you.”

“I know but...” Seulgi trailed off, unable to stop the quivering of her bottom lip as she gazed into the dark abyss of your eyes, drawing her in like a black hole would to meteorites. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know you won’t hurt me.”

“I might lose control.”

“I know you won’t.”

“How are you so confident about that.”

“Because I know that hurting me is the last thing you will ever do.”

Despite living for a centuries, seeing all the surprises that one might expect from humans, Seulgi was always stunned by your words. You just saw the good in everything, even in something like her, a creature of the night which required the blood of others to sustain herself. Seulgi never asked for a life like this, if she was capable of traveling back in time, she would have stopped her maker from biting down on her neck, condemning her to a life where she could not make life long connections due to the fact that she was to outlive everything and everyone.

Just getting involved with you, Seulgi was aware that she was setting herself up for heartbreak. Humans are so incredibly fragile and you were no exception to this rule, and Seulgi knew that the years will eventually blink away and Seulgi will remain the way she is now while you will age, grow old, and eventually pass on to the other realm, the one which Seulgi will never be able to follow you to.

Her hand trembled as she moved to cup your cheek, watching your own eyes flutter shut as you leaned into her touch, completely trusting of her to not inflict any pain onto you. Despite being a human, you have bewitched her entirely, and Seulgi couldn’t help but feel her dead heart warm at the sight of you and the obvious adoration you have for her and the relationship between the two of you.

The world was cloaked in darkness, and yet Seulgi could see you so clearly. Your beauty astounded her, and despite of the life evident in the town below the mountainside, Seulgi couldn’t help but feel that the two of you were the last two creatures in the entire world, uninterrupted and blissfully happy in one another’s presence. The soft glow of the moonlight reflected off your skin, making it look to tantalizing that Seulgi had to swallow the venom which seemed from her fangs, attempting to get control over herself. She moved her hand from your cheek to the side of your neck, gripping it gently as she closed the distance between the two of you, her lips gliding along the column on your neck before setting on a spot.

"Are you sure about this?" Seulgi whispered, her lips hovering over your neck, pressing a gentle kiss to it. She felt you nod before your fingers gently tangled themselves in her dark locks.

"I trust you, Seulgi. Always."

With that unspoken consent, Seulgi' took a deep steadying breath before descending her fangs descended into your delicate neck, opting to get it over with before building up the anticipation to give her nerves the chance to convince her to back out of it. She felt your body shiver as she took her first sip, the exchange between the two of you becoming intimate, emerging your respective essences in the physical act.

As Seulgi drank, she felt the pulse of life coursing through your body, a connection that went beyond mere sustenance. The experience was profound, the mingling of love and primal hunger merging into a tapestry that bound the two of you together on a deeper level. While she has heard from others of her kind that a great sense of intimacy was made through the act of drinking between vampires and their human lovers, she could not quite believe its significant effect on her as she continued to drink. She almost felt like she was promising a side of herself to you which she knows will be always be protected, and the fact that you have trusted her throughout the process proves to her that you have also given a side of yourself to Seulgi which she will only cherish and love.

When she finally withdrew, she gazed into your eyes, her own irises softening with gratitude as she gently smile at you, feeling the air around of the two pulse with an intimate serenade. You responded with a similar smile, both of your hands cupping her cheeks and tugging her close.

"I love you, Seulgi," you whispered whispered before sealing her lips with a tender kiss, prompting Seulgi to close her eyes and wrap her arms tightly around your body while the moon served as the only observer of each other’s adoration and trust for one another.

Seulgi was truly setting herself up for heartbreak with falling for you, but she admits that feeling love is better than never feeling love at all. She can only hope that she can have a long time with you before nature takes its natural course of life, death, and its many other complexities.

Wendy

The moon cast a gentle glow over the darkened room as Seungwan grappled with her internal turmoil. She was a rambunctious vampire with a penchant for falling in love easily, having living in the world for more than a century. She has met plenty of people and have had many encounters with humans and vampires alike, and yet for the first time in her entire existence, she found herself becoming settled. Ever since falling for you, something deep has settled in her heart, something only tales of love and romance would depict over the times.

Despite being a mortal, you were incredibly dangerous when it comes to seeking for a thrill.

Their playful exploration of Wendy's vampire powers had been a source of joy, but the request for her to drink from Y/N had left Wendy conflicted.

For a while, Wendy had avoided Y/N, unable to face the fear that her true nature might terrify the person she cared about the most. Y/N, relentless and understanding, had pleaded with Wendy to embrace this intimate act, wanting to support her vampire lover in the only way she could as a human.

After much hesitation, Wendy finally agreed, her unease evident in her every movement. They decided to keep it controlled—Wendy would drink from Y/N's arm, a compromise that both hoped would satiate Wendy's hunger without causing harm.

As Wendy bit down gently, a moment of serenity washed over her. The taste of Y/N's blood was different from any she had experienced before—familiar, comforting, and warm. However, as Wendy lost herself in the sensation, a surge of hunger overwhelmed her, and her instincts threatened to take over.

Panic seized Wendy as she quickly pulled away, her eyes wide with fear. Y/N, feeling the shift in Wendy's demeanor, reached out to reassure her, but Wendy's unease escalated.

"I-I need to get you to the hospital," Wendy stammered, her voice trembling.

Y/N, still holding her arm, was taken aback by Wendy's sudden urgency. "Wendy, what happened? Are you okay?"

Wendy's eyes were a mix of desperation and fear as she gently lifted Y/N into her arms. "I almost lost control. I can't risk hurting you."

Determined to keep Y/N safe, Wendy moved swiftly, carrying her to the nearest hospital. The journey was a blur of panic and concern, but as they arrived, Wendy carefully placed Y/N on a hospital bed, worry etched across her features.

"I didn't mean for this to happen," Wendy whispered, her voice barely audible. "I wanted to protect you, not put you in danger."

Y/N, reaching out to cup Wendy's face, smiled despite the circumstances. "Wendy, I asked you to do this because I trust you. We'll figure this out together."

As the medical staff attended to Y/N, Wendy felt a mixture of relief and gratitude. Y/N's unwavering support, even in the face of danger, made Wendy realize that she wasn't alone in this struggle. They were partners, navigating the complexities of their love in a world that sometimes seemed determined to tear them apart.

In the dim hospital room, Wendy and Y/N found solace in each other's presence. The incident had deepened their bond, reinforcing the idea that love, even in the shadows of supernatural challenges, could endure with the strength of trust and understanding.

Joy

Sooyoung had internally agreed with herself that it was to be better suited for her to be able to have that intimate taste of you during a might of intimacy, because not only would it strengthen a bond between the two of you, but because she will be able to distract from the pain of it by completely send you to the next realm of pleasure without thinking of the consequences of such an agreement.

Despite her usual demeanor towards you and humans, it actually took a while for the two of you to become intimate because Sooyoung feared that she would be unable to control herself. She feared that she would somehow harm you during moments of pleasure. It would be so easy for her to break your body while losing herself, crushing your head with her thighs, puncturing your skull while she gripped at your head, and even tearing your flesh away as she clawed at your back.

It terrified her. To the extent that she was unable to truly let go when you tended to her, her body stiff as a statue as you attempted to bring her to the edge.

It was humiliating, and actually resulted in her hiding away for a week, which resulted in an absolute scolding from you when she eventually returned. But then you cradled her into your arms and comforted her, claiming that she had nothing to be ashamed about. But it was not herself that she was ashamed about, but rather the dejected expression which had crossed your face, believing that your skills were lacking.

That she could not forgive herself for, for making you doubt your skills.

And so Sooyoung persisted in ensuring that both of you reached your satisfactions, which had improved significantly and has gradually led to daily inclinations which started and ended both of your days with smiles and delight.

But now another factor was being added to an equation, upon your own insistence stemming from both curiosity and desire, wanting to aid Sooyoung in maintaining her blood levels.

Sooyoung almost felt transcended to the first night the two of you became intimate, the similar level of fear that she experienced back them coming back. But also a sense of animalistic tendency, yearning and reveling in the submission you offered to her, particularly in a moment of extreme trust you had for her.

Your glorious body was already so open to her. Her lips continued to pressed open mouthed kisses to the column of your neck while your nails dug into her shoulder as she pleasured you, hand massaging your inner body, continuously receiving your warmth while she knelt above you, trapping you with her own body.

“S-Sooyoung.”

You voice was so raspy, courtesy of the previous rounds the two of you had. Sooyoung did not want to rush such a delicate process. She wanted to revel in your body, to ensure that your ultimate pleasure was maximized because she took pleasure for herself. She refused to let you touch her before she needed to be in full control of this.

She loved watching you, seeing you crumble, watching your eyes flutter closed and to arc so beautifully off the bed as she made you fall apart. It was the most beautiful thing she could ever have the privilege in seeing. She has seen Picasso himself create his artwork, and she has been a first witness to many mother artistic creations in the World’s History, but all of it paled into comparison when she gazed at you.

You were a phenomenon created for her to see, and to create and extend to a further lifetime with her, when you were ready, of course.

Sooyoung worked against your meticulously, teeth teasingly gripping some of your skin as she doubled her efforts in getting you to the final destination, resileince and preparation built within Sooyoung as she ready herself, her tong pressing against the bullied skin until she felt you tighten around her fingers and then let out a scream, arching your body into hers as you finally found the end.

And then Sooyoung bit you..

It was as simple as a hot knife dipping into butter and Sooyoung immediately growled in delight at the taste of your blood on your tongue.

Perhaps it was her own imagination, but it tasted so sweet to the extent that it was almost laced with wine, a drink so easily able to get drunk off, which Sooyoung found equivalent to her drink of you.

Maybe it was because of your own pleasure, it was being transferred into your very blood as it got consumed by her. If that was the case, then she was going to make it a habit to drink off you in this state. So delectably under her, preening under her lavish attention, arms tightening around her as if wanting her even closer than she already was.

She pulled away too soon, far too soon for her liking. But it was necessary. You were already so disillusioned from the passionate night, sensitive and overwhelmed, and drinking from you would only add to the effects. She licked at your neck before moving to kiss you, uncaring of the blood on her lips as she thanked you for the opportunity - no, then gift that you bestowed upon her/

Yes, you will require some sort of medical attention as she could not leave you bleeding on the bed.

But - just for the moment- let her revel in the intimacy created between the two of you from the single sip of life.

Yeri

Yerim trailed her cool digs along your collarbone, gracing it along the column of your neck until she was gripping you firmly by the jaw, forcing you to look up from your place on the floor, so perfectly compliant to her rough actions and desire most obvious in your eyes as you locked eyes with her.

Yerim kept her eyes expressionless as she stared down at you, almost inwardly daring you to act out so that she could deny you of what you wanted, something which she both enjoyed and disdained due to your tendency to not realize that sometimes biting the hand that feeds you can be most consequential to one’s very being.

“You test me.” Yerim quipped, her voice cutting like a blade while she stared at you, prompting a smile to your face.

“I apologize.”

“Do you truly meant that?”

“No.”

“Insolent fool.”

But Yerim pulled you towards her by the jaw, wrapping an arm around your waist as she had you settle in her lap, both of your legs on either side of her with your hands going to her shoulders to rest peacefully while she clawed at your back, jaw still gripped tightly and held away from her face. Yerim glared up at you.

“I have half the mind to punish you.”

“I will accept whatever you give me.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were drunk with how slurred you are.”

“I cannot help myself. You are a drug on its own.”

“Flatterer.”

Yerim leaned forward to press a small kiss to your chin, a sweet token of chastity from her before she moved her lips to your pulse pointed and then sucked.

She had yet to pierce the skin but you arched in her arms, your chest pressing against your own as you attempted to close the distance between the two of you. Yerim smiled as she pulled away, prompting a whine out of you.

“The things I could do to you...” Yerim started, dark eyes gazing at your delectable presentation before she moved back to your neck, teeth teasing your skin while her hand moved down to cup your backside, forcing you closed to her with a strong pull. “I could ruin you.”

You gasped at her rough touch but easily wrapped your arms around her head, hands tangling itself in her locks as you attempted to pull her more into your neck.

“Please do.”

“You have no self-preservation.”

“I don’t need to with you. I know you won’t hurt me.”

It was a confession which always brought a smile to Yerim’s face and saturated any lingering guilt that Yerim would possible have if she was capable of it when she sank her teeth into your neck, eagerly taking what you were always willing to offer. her.

You gasped sharply at the pain but continued to hug her closely as she held onto you, drinking the profuse amount of blood which was being offered to her.

Your blood always tasted delectable and now was no different. A single taste from you was capable of almost making her lose control but she was far too dignified for such a thing.

No, she has never lost control of her thirst, and it never will happen if she had a say of it, but she did enjoy reveling in the pleasures of life and the most ultimate pleasure consisted of you. Both your body and blood, she simply became lost in it. While there are many supposedly better individual of which she could pluck, she chose you simply because you made her smile.

Many could prompt a smile from her, but the way she felt when she smiled around you was different. You made her feel almost human again, perhaps because you almost reminded her of a friend she had in her past life, but unlike her friend in the past, you have her heart in your hands, of which she trusted for you to keep safe, less you wanted to be yet another count of feedings she has off other humans.

But that is not a thought she lingers on.

She knows it will not happen.

You were far too in love with her to ever betray her, just as she was far too in love to ever end your life.

In fact, if you played your cards right, you may just spend eternity with her. But she will not spoil too much of the present with the future. She will simply see how time decides to be a mistress and play with the two of you.

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nympheaecaea · 8 months ago

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୨ৎ where him and i meet ୨ৎ

SUMMARY ୨ৎ park wonbin stumbles upon a magical hotel and meets the girl of his dreams (literally). OR witches, elves, shapeshifters and gods run a hotel.

PAIRING ୨ৎ god!park wonbin x witch!yn

GENRE ୨ৎ fantasy, fluff, slow burn, eventual smut

FANDOM ୨ৎ riize, nct, red velvet

when yn woke up, she tasted it in the air. something was amiss with that day.

on the weekends, she ought to wake up early. from mondays to fridays she’d sleep until the sun was in the north and the birds were no longer singing, and when she’d get up, the table would’ve been laid and lunch prepared. but on the weekends, yn was asked to eat breakfast before. thus, she woke up early on the first day of the rest of her life.

the sun was already up, chalky and chilly, yet bright in the wintry morning. yn's home was still, where there should’ve been the pandemonium of timed errands, there was only the void of those who had left. she enjoyed that stillness. rising from bed, she pulled the silky covers and tidied the embroidered pillows–her covers weren’t stretching enough and her pillows weren’t fluffing up enough. if it weren’t for that stillness, sohee, her younger brother, would’ve barged in, plopping himself on the mattress and rolling around on top of her plushies, sungchan would’ve followed, picking the fluffiest ones to punch, withal, she found haechan to be the worst of them, he’d talk and talk and talk. for that, she enjoyed that stillness. yn smoothed her dress and braided her hair–her dress wasn’t fitting as well and her hair wasn’t curling as much.

downstairs, the morning was awakening with the ushered lull of chirping and whispering, the footsteps that scattered and the glassware that clattered. yn joined her housemates at the table–it was a glossy mahogany, so vast it could’ve fitted a village, with a surface strategically covered in breakfast foods: bowls of rice and soup, platters of meat and pancakes, and the herbal tea irene would brew for their spirit.

“good morning, dearest.” irene, who had been engrossed in her newspaper, greeted the girl. “did you sleep well?” she asked softly, her voice always a solemn whisper. she took a drag of her pipe, the flowery smoke surrounding them. irene was a witch of primeval blood: she dried flowers to put in her pipe and brew in her tea, believing that it would connect her to the land and make her spirit stronger, she had a willowy black cat, who ran errands for her in the human world and read the morning paper, and she liked to hunt. but never animals.

“like a baby,” yn assured her. before she could return the question, however, seulgi pushed through the swinging doors with her hip, her steps careful and eyebrows furrowed with all the concentration she had to not spill the plate and cup she carried. “there,” she sighed, as she settled both in front of yn. “a full english breakfast with freshly processed apple juice.” she smiled charmingly, her cheeks rising with a tangerine glow. “and!” she started adding, “i made it from scratch, no sorcery, at all!” seulgi finished, bouncing slightly on her feet with excitement.

haechan, who had been silent–a blessing that yn had come to find only happened when he ate–, scoffed at that. seulgi could glide so lightly on her feet, she wouldn’t leave footsteps on snow, and she was a powerful fighter, but, oh, so graceful, it was as if she was dancing with her opponents. yet, she channeled her spirit as a newborn deer walking on its wobbly legs; sparks, blasts, and domestic fires. irene was the one to care for her, calmly dabbing a hand enchanted by runes over the flames and giving her a drag of her pipe. she was also the one to glare at the boys when they snarked, shutting haechan before he could even interject.

yn gathered the different ingredients of her breakfast plate in a bite, and even as she chewed the rushes of flavour, she could not stop tasting the wrongfulness of the day. she decided to ask, even if she feared the answer: “say, auntie, where is uncle taeil?” she had noticed the moment she went down the stairs, taeil had not been there with his gigantic crochet sweaters and his freckled cheeks rising with his blinding smiles to greet her.

irene took a sharp breath and put down her pipe. “left this morning,” she only said, knowing that yn would understand. “didn’t even say goodbye, that sappy bastard…” she rolled the dampness off her eyes and raised her pipe back to her cherry red lips.

taeil’s departure would be the beginning.

yn knew his day would eventually come, as it would irene’s, as it would hers and as it had her mother’s. just the same, she wasn’t prepared for it.

all magical beings were called into the draft. eventually, a pigeon would deliver a letter, an apparition would come in dreams, a knight would ride to the door knocker, and eventually, they’d be sent away. yn hadn’t always feared the draft, dreaded it, perhaps, but not feared. the day a cat had squished through her window, a small package in its mouth that demanded her mother, as if she were nothing more than a weapon, had fulminated the fear. her mother never came back then, even when she sat at the table eating dinner, she was still gone.

on monday a tiny little imp had waddled through the temple, irene swinging an elven axe in her hand at the sight of it, and taeil understood his turn had come. it had lingered in the air then, the loathing that taeil had tried to hide, but they could see. the way his smile was tightlipped, that of longing, the way his eyes were watery, those of regret. it was in the air, how he’d dance with sungchan and sing with haechan till late, so late, irene would tell the youngsters to go to bed, only to join taeil after, the way he’d ruffle sohee’s chocolate hairs and bake him cookies, or the way he’d stay in the silence with yn, just them in their own warm summery bubble, napping like cats stretched in the sun. they’d miss him, they’d miss him a lot. because, even if he came back, he’d never be the same.

“they’re back,” irene said, the darkness of her locks swinging as she turned to the door that led to their backyard. those opened in no second, and through them johnny and sungchan walked in, both covered in a thin coat of sweat and a blush from the gelid air. “good morning boys, how was the run?” she asked them.

“wondrous!” sungchan replied excitedly, “the weather is lovely, and the streets were so empty, i could shift into anything!” he declared, taking a seat next to yn and nudging a piece of her fried egg to himself.

johnny nodded through the younger’s words, busying himself with filling a tall cup of dark coffee. “hey,” he started, and oh no… “why did the morning coffee never talk to the herbal drinks?” he asked into the silence that had reached the room, “because they weren’t his cup of tea!” he finished with a cackle.

like irene, her aunt, yn was a witch of primeval blood. she had lived the beginning of her life by a river. there, she spent her noons learning and reading, entertained by the wandering spirits; the naiads, who would braid her hair and sing about the wonders of corporeal warmth, the kirin who would come to her window to watch her play the violin until her jaw was bruised, the pixies who would bring her flower crowns that would tangle against her mahogany curls, and when the moon would rise in the sky painted by veils of green and purple lights, her mother would come with baskets of the “outside”. she had always known there was another world out there, one with a roaring of engines and clocks, but she had preferred the world of her own creation, her, her mother, her aunts and, sometimes, a nice man that would bring her dolls.

and then, the cat came.

not a month later, she had left her small, sweet world behind. yn had followed baechu, irene’s familiar, carrying a violin case in her back and a luggage from the outside with her essentials: books so chunky she had to sit on the case to close it, gowns and bows sewed from the softest of the silks, and gifts from her unearthly friends. they had rushed through the train station, the small girl garnering looks from the passersby, old ladies who asked her questions and young boys who wanted to hold her braid. she had, of course, cried through it all. the engines and the clocks and the people and the tick tock tick tock and the click clack click clack.

so, like irene, she came from a long line of primeval witches, and she still didn’t understand things like morning runs or johnny’s jokes.

“it’s almost time to open up,” seulgi said looking at the watch on her wrist. “what is the schedule for today?” her eyes settled on sohee, who instantly opened a heavy book and pointed.

the younger boy, opposed to the boyishness his features still carried, was in charge. “we’re starting to get busier with the spring equinox coming, but there is not much to do today. i think we can have the day off.” he announced, finishing with a docile smile.

“and, hopefully, we’ll have somebody new come in before the spring equinox begins.” irene said, standing from her seat and smoothing her inky skirt that covered her to her feet. irene liked long, dark clothes, the sort of clothes that made kids point at her and say ‘mommy, look, witch!’. seulgi joined her, a contrast of darkness and colourfulness, whereas irene was elegant and dainty, seulgi was fresh and boyish, with youthful freckles and mandarin hair that sat at the top of her head showing her pointed ears with gold assets.

“it’s time.” sohee told them, eyes on the watch.

when the clock striked 10a.m, the temple opened.

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Playing Truth or Dare with Red Velvet (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

Trigger Warnings: making out, groping, undressing, kissing body parts, lap dances, grinding/dry humping, hickeys, mentions of handcuffs, fingering, use of vibrator, master kink, lingerie, kissing while asleep, nipple sucking, nipple play, oral sex, getting walked in on, cursing

Irene:

She was one of your best friends in the entire world. Things had only ever been platonic between you. Sure, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have the tiniest crush on her. But how could you help yourself? Your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat anytime she grabbed your hand or flashed a smile at you. But, there was always so much doubt that she’d felt the same way about you. That was, until tonight.

You were having one of your usual sleepovers at her place, lying next to each other in bed as some movie played on the TV in the background.

“Y/N, this movie sucks.” she suddenly exclaimed, rolling over to face you. “Let’s do something fun.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, doing the same.

She flashed you a mischevious grin. “Let’s play truth or dare.”

“Okay, you go first.” you instructed, sitting up.

The two of you went back and forth for a while, asking simple questions like “what’s your most embarrassing story,” or “what’s your biggest fear.” The dares were pretty tame as well, being things like “break dance for one minute,” and “do an impression of your favorite celebrity.”

“Alright, we broke the ice. Now it’s time to take things up a notch.” she proposed, leaning forward expectantly.

You raised an eyebrow. “Fine, I was getting bored anyway. I pick dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me.” she demanded.

A light pink blush spread across your cheeks, and your mouth fell open the slightest amount. You swallowed the hard lump that was forming in your throat before looking back up at her. “A-are you sure?

“I absolutely am.” she replied with a cheeky grin. “I’ve been dying to know how good of a kisser you are.”

You exhaled to release some of your nerves, then got up on your knees and scooted closer to her. You flipped her hair over her shoulder and tucked a strand behind her ear, gazing into her eyes affectionately. For a second, she looked really flustered. You glanced down at her soft pink lips, running your thumb over them delicately. You put both hands on her cheeks, then leaned down to press your lips against hers. It was soft and sweet, your lips just barely ghosting over hers, but with enough firmness that she knew you were there. She seemed to freeze underneath you. You pulled back slowly, and both of your eyes fluttered open. You looked at her with an apologetic gaze.

“Irene, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

That was all you got out before she had pulled you back down by your shirt and devoured your lips in a much rougher kiss. Your eyes sprung wide open at first, but soon you turned yourself over to the pleasure of kissing her. Your lips were crashing against each other desperately, and soon her tongue was pressing its way between your lips as if asking for an invitation. You granted it to her by sliding your own tongue along hers, now totally enmeshed together.

As the kissing grew more heated, you slowly pushed her down against mattress. She began to tangle her legs with yours and run her hands up along your lower back, tugging up your shirt to run her fingers delicately across your skin. You brought a hand up to her breast, groping it lightly until she pushed you off so she could sit up straight.

“Oh I’m sorry, was that too mu-“ you were cut off once again when she whipped her shirt off over head, now clad in just a tiny pair of pajama shorts.

Your mouth fell wide open at the sight of her bare chest. “Irene… you’re so beautiful.” You told her, leaning back in to kiss her again. She grabbed a fistful of your hair and fell back down onto the mattress, wrapping her legs around your waist to pull you closer.

You momentarily pulled back to take off your own shirt so you could have skin-to-skin contact, then went back down to kiss her lips once more. Soon, you began trailing the kisses down to her jaw, then her neck, then her chest, and then her stomach. You finally stopped right above her clothed core, gripping the waistband of her shorts. You looked up at her with a playful smirk. “Well I think it’s safe to say our friendship is ruined.”

“Tch, we were never really ‘just friends’ anyway.” she giggled, ruffling your hair affectionately. “Now why’d you stop? I was just getting excited.”

Seulgi:

“Baby, I want to play truth or dare.” your girlfriend told you while you were both sitting on the couch next to each other.

“Okay, we can do that Seul.” you told her with a chuckle, setting down your phone to turn towards her. “But let’s only do dares. We pretty much know everything there is to know about each other.”

“Sounds good to me.” she replied with a mischievous grin. “But I want to add a rule to make it more fun.

“Oh?” you asked, curious as to what she was planning in her head. “And what might that be?”

“Every time one of us refuses to do the dare, they have to take off a piece of clothing.” she challenged. She bit her lip at you as if she was imagining the outcome, and you had to admit, you were doing the same as you raked your eyes over her body.

“Okay, you’re on.” you responded. “I’ll go first.”

The two of you started throwing the worst possible dares at each other. Things that neither of you would do even if someone paid you. Before long, you were both in your underwear, sitting across from each other laughing.

“Was this your plan all along? Just to get me undressed?” you giggled, grabbing her hand and shaking it playfully.

“No, absolutely not!” she laughed back at you, slapping your hand away. “I only want to give you one more dare though.”

“Okay, what is it Seul.” you asked, settling back down.

She held back the huge cheshire-cat grin that threatened to creep its way onto her face. “Let me give you a lap dance without touching me for five minutes.”

You gasped in surprise, but you were smiling nonetheless. “Fine, but that means I don’t have to take off another piece of clothing.” you teased.

“That’s fine by me.” she chuckled, shifting to straddle your lap. You put your hands underneath your thighs in preparation. She quickly set a timer on her phone before gripping onto your shoulders tightly to begin her dare.

She began grinding down against your core, rolling her hips back and forth in a mesmerizing way. You bit your lip at the sight before you, gripping the couch cushion beneath you in restraint. She tousled her hair a bit, then reached her hands behind her back to unhook her bra. The straps slid delicately down her shoulders before revealing her breasts.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of them. “God Seulgi, this is harder than I thought it was going to be…”

“Hang in there, you’ve only got two and a half minutes left.” she giggled, running her hands over her breasts to grope them. She squeezed them against each other and pinched her nipples between her fingers, still grinding down on your lap in perfect rhythm.

“One minute left. You gonna make it?” she asked, glancing down to the mess of your lower region. You gulped and nodded, throwing your head back in frustration. She leaned forward at your gesture and began nipping and sucking at your neck, leaving a few hickeys. You moaned in desperation, squinting your eyes together at the immense pleasure. Just when you thought you were going to break, the timer went off.

“Well, you win Y/N.” she sighed, sitting up straight. “I suppose I should-“

You cut her off by pinning her down on the couch beneath you, kissing her ravenously. “You like teasing me that much? You like getting me all worked up?” You looked down at her with a dominant glare and a devilish grin. “I get one more dare too you know. And mine is to put you in cuffs for five minutes while I do whatever I want to you. Let’s see if you can handle your own game, Kang Seulgi.”

She looked up at you with doe eyes and a shocked expression. But it was soon replaced with a satisfied smirk that let you know she had accomplished what she originally set out to do. She had already won. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t have some fun too.

Wendy:

Irene was hosting a small birthday party for Wendy at her place, and you were one of the guests. Everyone in the group knew about your enormous crush on her, except the birthday girl herself. Similarly, everyone in the group also knew about her immense crush on you. But you were totally oblivious. With neither of you ever daring to make a move, your friends decided to take matters into their own hands.

It was late at night, and the party was winding down. Wendy had already opened up all her presents, the dinner had been served, and now everyone was strewn about the living room finishing their cake.

“Everyone done? I’ll throw away the plates.” Irene chirped, getting up from her seat.

“Yeah, I think so. Thanks Rene!” you replied, handing your plate to her with a smile.

“So, what are we going to do now?” Seulgi asked.

“Well, Yeri and I were talking about playing truth or dare!” Joy exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

Wendy clicked her tongue at the suggestion. “You maknaes. At every get together you two say we should play truth or dare, and every time, it ends in disaster.”

“Oh come on, it doesn’t go that badly.” Yeri whined, hitting her on the arm lightly.

“Really? I’d say having to apologize to the entire apartment building for pulling the fire alarm in the middle of the night was pretty bad.” Irene huffed, returning from the kitchen.

“I don’t know, I think it could be fun.” you suddenly chimed in.

Wendy glanced over at you, her eyes twinkling. She thought for a moment, seemingly fixed on the hopeful smile you had on your face, then sighed in defeat. “Alright, but just for a little while. And no one can leave the apartment!” She shot a glare towards Joy.

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry? You know I’m too proud to turn down a dare!” the younger girl cried out.

And so the game began, and things were going pretty much as expected. You all found out who Seulgi’s mystery girl was, Irene sent a risky text to her crush, and Joy and Yeri had kissed once. Finally, it was the birthday girl’s turn.

“Alright Wendy, truth or dare.” Joy asked.

“I feel like I’ll be screwed either way, but dare I suppose.” the older girl said begrudgingly.

Joy smirked evilly. “I dare you to go in the closet with Y/N for seven minutes.”

“Ah, a little seven minutes in heaven action?” Yeri teased, clapping her hands together.

“Hey, that’s too much Joy.” Irene scolded, crossing her arms. “We don’t know Y/N would feel about that. They might be uncomfortable with-“

“I’ll do it.” you interrupted, a little too eagerly. Everyone whipped their heads over to look at you. Seulgi and Irene looked shocked, Joy and Yeri were grinning like little devils, and Wendy had that same twinkle in her eye from earlier and a rosy pink blush dusting her cheeks. You coughed at the sudden awkward feeling of everyone staring at you. “Uh, that is, as long as Wendy wants to.”

Wendy blinked, snapping out of her daze. “I mean, I’m okay with that. After all, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

“Alright, let’s go!” Joy shouted, jumping up from her seat. She grabbed both of your hands and tugged you up, then led you over to the closet at the end of the hall and shoved you inside.

“Okay, one of you set a timer on your phones! Don’t have too much fun in here.” she winked, then slammed the door in your faces and scurried back to the living room.

Wendy sighed, turning towards you. “I’m so sorry about her. I hope you’re not too miserable in here.”

“Oh don’t worry about me, I’m good!” you reassured with a chuckle. “After all, I’m with you aren’t I?”

She glanced at the ground bashfully, letting out a small giggle. “That’s true, we rarely ever have bad times together…”

“You look beautiful tonight.” you told her, glancing at her outfit. “I mean, you look stunning all the time, but I just meant that this outfit looks really cute on you.”

“Oh thank you so much!” she beamed, straightening her blouse. “I don’t really wear skirts too often, but I wanted to be bold for once.”

“Well you’re rocking it.” you bit your lip, trying to contain your lust for her. “I don’t know how you could ever be insecure.”

“Oh come on Y/N.” she rolled her eyes with a small smile. “I’m not that pretty.”

“Are you insane?” you exclaimed, turning to face her completely. “You’re absolutely gorgeous Wendy, everything about you is. Your hair…” you reached forward to fiddle with some of the strands falling over her shoulder. “Your eyes…” you gazed into them, realizing how her pupils had dilated. “Your skin…” you brushed a finger along her cheek delicately. You felt her breathing heavily in anticipation at where you would go next.

Somehow, in this moment, you felt brave enough to make a move. Maybe it was the dim lighting in the closet, or your forced proximity to one another… actually, it was the way she was looking at you. She seemed to be pleading for you to take things further, titling her chin up a bit as if to push her lips forward.

“And how could I forget, your pretty lips…” you finally concluded, in a voice barely above a whisper. You leaned in painfully slow, then after what felt like ages, you kissed her. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and after a few seconds, her arms came up around your neck to push you closer.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.” she confessed as she pulled away from you panting.

“You have no idea.” you laughed, shaking your head before crashing your lips against hers again, much stronger this time. Her tongue slid into your mouth eagerly, wrestling with yours as you began to run your hands up along the curves of her waist. Her own hands were sliding into your hair, gripping and tugging at the nape.

Suddenly, the alarm on your phone went off. You groaned, pulling away from her to silence it. “Well, I guess our time is up.” you sighed, reaching for the door knob.

She hastily grabbed your wrist, making you freeze. “Y/N, can I ask you for something?” she inquired.

“Anything, birthday girl.” you smirked.

She seemed nervous all of a sudden, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. “Could you… could you please put your fingers inside of me?”

Your jaw dropped open in shock. Wendy was always so shy and reserved, at least when it came to you. You never in a million years expected her to initiate something so dirty.

“I’m sorry, I know that’s too much. God I really ruined this didn’t I- ah!” she ended her thought, clasping a hand over her mouth to contain her moans. You had slid a hand up her skirt and began rubbing the pad of your thumb in circles against her clothed clit.

“Well of course I can, since you asked so nicely.” you practically purred into her ear, pressing her up against the wall. “Gosh, you’re so wet already, this won’t take long at all. I’ll just set another timer real quick. I mean, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

Joy:

“Oh come on Y/N, it’ll be fun!” your girlfriend whined, tugging on your arm. She had just come back from a bachelorette party where she had won a dice game of NSFW truth or dare, and she really wanted to try it out.

“It just seems kind of silly Joy…” you chuckled, looking at the box that had tons of cartoon kisses and hearts all over it.

“Please honey? Don’t you want to play with me?” she asked, running a manicured hand over your chest and looking up at you with huge doe eyes. She was pushing her chest forward, cleavage on full display in her tight black dress that hugged her hips and waist, leading down to her long legs clad in sheer black tights, and ending with her highest black red bottomed heels. She was absolutely irresistible right now.

“Okay honey, we can play.” you gulped, shaking your head to regain your composure.

She squealed, then opened the box excitedly. The game was pretty simple. You would each take turns rolling the dice, which would either give you a truth or a dare. Then, you’d pick a card from whatever category you rolled which would tell you what to confess or do.

“I’ll go first.” she declared, rolling the dice. “Dare!” she exclaimed, drawing her first card. She cleared her throat before reading it out loud. “‘Put on your sexiest lingerie.’ Well, that’s easy, I already have it on.” she giggled, standing up. She unzipped her dress and slid it off down her legs, revealing the black lace teddy and garter set you had bought her for valentine’s day.

Your eyes went wide at the sight. Other than the lingerie, the only other thing she was wearing was a choker. If you weren’t turned on before, you certainly were now. Her ample breasts and perky butt looked ungodly good in that set.

“Y/N? It’s your turn.” she chuckled, waving a hand in front of your face.

“Right!” you exclaimed, reaching for the dice. “Truth.” you announced before grabbing a card. “Let’s see… ‘what’s one thing you’ve always wanted to try but never suggested to your partner?’” you set the card down, thinking to yourself for a moment. You bit your lip hesitantly.

“Come on baby, you can tell me. I won’t judge.” your girlfriend reassured you, grabbing your hand.

You looked up at her. Her smile was so warm and comforting, and her eyes were sparkling with intrigue. You exhaled, then sat up. “Well, I know you like to get off with your vibrator… I was wondering if, well, you’d let me use it on you?”

Her lips curled up into a devilish grin. “Oh yes, you can absolutely try that on me baby. Wanna do it now?”

You nodded eagerly. She snickered at your actions, then got up to get her vibrator out of her dresser. Once she had retrieved it, she laid down between your legs, back flush against your chest. “I’m all yours honey.”

You turnt on the vibrator and began running it lightly along her slit. The only thing separating her core from the device was the thin layer of black lace decorating the teddy she was wearing. Her head fell back into the crook of your neck. You glanced down at her pale exposed skin, and impulsively began nipping and sucking at her neck. You knew it was one of her weak points.

“Oh shit, honey…” she moaned, pushing her hips forward to get more friction from the vibrator. “You’re gonna give me a hickey!”

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you honey?” you teased with a cynical chuckle into her ear. “You just love getting marked up by your master, don’t you?”

She nodded frantically, grabbing your wrist to press the device further against her core. You swatted her hand away, then placed it on her chest. “Let me take my time. Get those pretty titties out for me.”

She huffed in frustration, but did as you asked, sliding down the straps of the teddy to fold over the cups, revealing her breasts.

“Oh, look how pretty you are…” you growled, groping one with your free hand.

“Please honey, let me c- ah!” she was cut off by you tearing the vibrator away from her core.

“Hey, you know what my name is baby.” you said sternly, waving the device back and forth as if shaking your finger at her.

“I’m sorry master! Please, please, I need to cum!” she pleaded, tears prickling at her eyes.

“Okay, but you need to be a good girl for me, okay?” you instructed.

“I will, I promise!” she cried, laying back against your chest.

“Alright. Strip down for me and we’ll keep going. Get the dice.”

“You mean you want to keep playing while getting me off?” she asked, perplexed at your boldness.

“Oh come on, you were the one who wanted to play so badly. I know you can take it.” you praised, putting the vibrator back against her clit as soon as she was nude. She had no idea what she was getting into by winning this game. Well, maybe she did. But was she disappointed? Hell no.

Yeri:

You didn’t know how Yeri convinced you to come to a sleepover at Nayeon’s, but here you were. You hadn’t been to a sleepover since you were 16. You forgot how tiring they were, and decided to take a quick power nap in Nayeon’s guest room. Yeri, Nayeon, Sana, Chuu, and Suhyun all pouted jokingly when you left, but told you to sleep well and rejoin them when you were reenergized.

After a half hour or so, you felt well rested enough to rejoin the party. As you were walking down the hall, you heard something that made you stop dead in your tracks.

“We should play truth or dare!” Nayeon proclaimed. You could hear in her voice that the girls had busted out a bottle of wine shortly after you left. Go figure.

“That’s a great idea!” Chuu agreed enthusiastically, clunking her class down on the table.

“Ugh, didn’t we do this at the last sleepover?” you heard Yeri ask.

Your ears perked up at the sound of her voice. You hadn’t told anyone, because you knew none of the girls could keep a secret, but you had a massive crush on her. No one knew you were awake yet anyway, so what would be the harm in eavesdropping a little bit?

“Yeah, but we didn’t get to ask any juicy questions then!” Sana whined. “We just talked about our lame feelings and stuff.”

“Yeah come on Yeri, it’ll be fun.” Suhyun debated.

“Fine, let’s do it. This is what i get for being the only sober one tonight.” Yeri grumbled. “I wish Y/N was here so I wouldn’t be stuck with all you drunkards.”

You blushed and smiled at the floor at her mention of your name. Part of you wanted to go out there and comfort her, but you were too far into this eavesdropping mission to drop it now.

“Well since you’re so thrilled, how about you go first Yerim?” Nayeon teased. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Yeri grumbled.

“BORING!” Chuu chanted, cupping her hands around her mouth.

“Yeah Yeri, don’t be a stick in the mud.” Sana pleaded, tugging on her arm.

“Fine! Give me a stupid dare!” Yeri huffed, throwing her hands up in surrender.

Nayeon smirked evilly. “I dare you to go into the guest room and wake up Y/N with a kiss.”

Your heart stopped. You couldn’t see her, but you knew Yeri was frozen too.

“… are you serious?” she asked meekly. Nayeon must have nodded, because everyone else erupted into applause.

“This is your chance to finally make a move on them!” Suhyun said, encouragingly patting her on the back.

“While they’re asleep? Guys that’s creepy.” Yeri replied nervously.

“Oh come on Yeri, just a little peck on the lips!” Nayeon compromised. “You’ve had a crush on them for MONTHS now. We all know they like you back. Someone has to get the ball rolling.

Your breath hitched in your throat. Yeri liked you? And the girls knew you liked her back? Perhaps they were smarter than you thought.

There was a moment of silence before Yeri slapped her hands on her thighs. “Alright,” she said, “I’ll do it.”

You sprinted back to the guest room with the lightest footsteps you could possibly manage, doing a swift tiptoe run as sound of the girls cheering drowned out behind you. You quickly darted back under the covers and resumed your sleeping position.

You got comfortable just as Yeri clicked open the bedroom door, peering in to see if you were still asleep. You heard her footsteps padding closer to you, until the mattress next to you sunk down a bit.

“Y/N?” she asked quietly, “Are you awake?”

You gave no response.

“Alright, well, here goes…” she sighed, grabbing your shoulders lightly. Once you felt her weight pressing down on you to lean in and kiss you, you sprung up and met her halfway, clamping a hand behind her neck to deepen the kiss.

She pulled back in shock. “Y/N? You’re awake?” she questioned.

You clicked on the bedside lamp so you could see each other. “I like you too Yeri.”

It suddenly clicked in her head that you must have heard her conversation with the girls. She open-mouth laughed at you, feigning disbelief.

“You’re such a little eavesdropper!” she scolded, poking at your sides playfully.

“Shut up and kiss me again.” you demanded, pulling her back down.

Her hips shifted to straddle you as your lips met once again, slowly and softly at first but getting rougher and deeper by the second. Her tongue hesitantly entered your mouth as if asking for permission. You hooked your own tongue right under it, granting her that permission. Now more confident in your intimacy, she began rolling her hips over your core. You matched her rhythm and pushed your hips up for more friction.

She was wearing a thin cotton nightgown, so thin that you could see her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric. You brought a hand up her thigh and trailed your way up to her chest hesitantly.

“You can touch me, Y/N.” she reassured, grabbing your hand and placing it over her breast.

You cupped it and rolled her nipple between your fingers, making her moan at the sensation.

“Do you want them in your mouth?” she asked suddenly.

Your eyes widened. “Well yes, but you don’t have to-“

She cut you off by whipping the nightgown off and over her head, tossing it to the side quickly. Now just clad in a simple pair of white cotton panties, she moved further up your body until her chest was hovering over your face.

It was hard to think logically when the hottest girl you knew was practically naked on top of you, positioning her plump breast towards your lips. You lost all reserve, and took her nipple in your mouth to begin sucking on it.

“Fuck, Y/N…” she groaned, eyelids fluttering shut. Her hips began rutting against your abdomen, obviously trying to get off.

You could feel your own arousal leaking through your pants, but your main focus was pleasuring Yeri. You lifted your hand up to grope the breast you weren’t currently suckling on, flicking the nipple lightly.

“Y/N, please…” she begged, “I need more.”

You released her nipple from your lips, making a “pop” sound. You looked up at her with bright eyes. “Can I taste you then?”

She nodded, and in an instant, you sprung up and pinned her to the mattress underneath you. Now on top, you began trailing kisses down her abdomen until you reached her panties. You tugged them down with your teeth, then dove straight for her clit with a flat tongue. She cried out as soon as the contact was made.

You were interrupted by the sudden opening of the bedroom door.

“Hey are you guys alright in here? I heard screaming and, OH MY GOD!” Nayeon screeched, slapping her hands over her eyes.

“Nayeon!” you both yelled out, scrambling to cover Yeri’s naked body.

“Nope, it’s my fault!” the older girl sighed, turning around. “I should’ve knocked. Continue.”

She shut the door behind you and sprinted down the hall. “Guys! Guys! Y/N was totally just giving Yeri head! Our plan worked!” you heard her chant, causing all the girls to cheer.

Yeri slapped a palm to her forehead. “Why do we have to have such stupid friends?”

“Yeah, but I’m gonna have to thank them one day.” you chuckled, taking her hand. “But since we were interrupted anyway, I think we should go on a few dates before this goes any further. Not that I didn’t love all of it, trust me, I did.”

She giggled, rubbing her thumb along the back of your hand. “I agree. I really loved it too, but I didn’t want this to just be a hookup. I really like you.”

You nodded understandingly. “Great, that’s settled. Now let’s go face our nosy, idiot friends.”

#red velvet reactions #red velvet x reader #red velvet imagines #red velvet headcanons #red velvet scenarios #red velvet smut #red velvet fanfic #irene x reader #seulgi x reader #wendy x reader #joy x reader #yeri x reader #girl group smut #girl group x reader #girl group scenarios #girl group imagines #girl group fanfic

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sassyjoy · 1 year ago

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private party

genre: smut

pairing: joy x chanyeol (exo)

word count: 1.3k

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"quiet, baby. your boyfriend will hear you." chanyeol whispers to joy's ear before continuing to kiss her neck. his hands traveled down to her curves and down to her butt. joy can't seem to be still; lust is evident in her eyes. she just wants to get laid right now.

it was joy's birthday. crush, her boyfriend, threw a party for his girlfriend to celebrate the special day with close friends. who would've thought joy would see chanyeol here, her ex-boyfriend, and to be fair, crush didn't even know that joy has a past with one of his closest friends in the industry.

joy and chanyeol's split up was a mutual decision. they thought it would be best to just break up since they rarely meet each other due to their busy schedules. weeks after that separation, they met again in an event held by their company and that's when they've decided to occasionally meet up for sex. even though joy has a new boyfriend, she can't stop meeting her ex. chanyeol, on the other side, can't also let her go because sex with his ex-girlfriend was too good to let go.

chanyeol lifted joy up to the sink and reached for the hem of her pink silk dress, and yanked it up to her waist. to his surprise, she's wearing the underwear he bought overseas for their concert. red definitely looks good on her, he thought. but he pulled it down to her ankles since she looks better without any undergarment on. joy spread her legs wide for chanyeol to have an access on her shaved pussy.

"chanyeol..." joy lurched when she felt the man's hot breath in her cunt. chanyeol wrapped his arms around her thighs before burying his mouth to her pussy. he maintained eye contact with joy as he swiped his tongue on her core. joy has been thinking how good it would feel to have chanyeol's head between her legs since she saw chanyeol this evening. she noticed that he changed his hair color back to black, and for her, he looks the best in this color even though her boyfriend has the same dark hair. her lust for him grew even more when she remembered how hot her ex-boyfriend was in their new music video for their comeback.

crush would definitely be mad if he sees this view of his friend kneeling to eat his girlfriend out in the restroom. joy pushed chanyeol's head closer to her pussy. his nose being in contact with her sensitive core makes her go crazy. she can't get enough of this sensation.

joy's moans are getting louder so chanyeol get up to kiss her. their lips moved in sync, lusting over each other. chanyeol wanted to leave a mark on her so bad, but he chose not to. he was eager to fuck joy and it is apparent in his actions towards her. he inserted his huge hands inside her dress to squeeze her well-rounded breasts, causing her to open her mouth. chanyeol took this chance to suck her tongue.

chanyeol pulled out of the kiss to unzip his pants. he was about to put a condom on when joy stopped him.

"i want you raw. just like the last time. please." joy begged. she loves it raw with chanyeol. joy wanted to feel every inch of his ex-boyfriend's dick inside her. she wanted him to not be careful with her since crush uses a condom whenever they're having sex.

chanyeol helped joy to go down from the sink. he made her turn her back at him, making joy see their reflection in the mirror. he slowly inserted his hard cock in her hole, causing her to gasp. this is the thing he misses the most when they're away from each other. the way she clenches around his cock. her image of being fucked from behind. the way she's playing with her own nipples as he continues to fill her. chanyeol loves every bit of it.

it's a good thing that there's a loud music playing outside since the sounds of moaning and skin slapping won't be heard. joy was leaning her back on chanyeol's broad chest as he shoves his cock into her. chanyeol ducked his head, burying his face in the crook of her neck. he continues to thrust with force inside her ass, showing no signs of wearying.

"you're so fucking tight." chanyeol rumbled. he pulled joy's dress down from the neckline to free her bouncing breasts. his warm hands caught her soft breasts and gave them a tight squeeze. moans passing joy's mouth didn't stop.

"you like my dick that much, huh?" chanyeol smirked as he saw joy's reflection in the mirror getting fucked behind. her dress was all wrinkled. her hair was all over her face and is far from being straight. her sweat dripping from her forehead. she looked like a mess, but chanyeol didn't really care. she still looks lovely to him.

"fuck... please fuck me harder." joy said breathlessly when chanyeol nibbled her earlobe.

since it's her birthday, chanyeol obliged her request. his hands traveled down to her waist to be in control and began thrusting his pelvis even harder. joy bit her lower lip, but that didn't stop her from drooling. chanyeol stared at joy's face down to her chest with his eyes full of sexual desire. chanyeol was about to kiss joy when someone knocked on the door.

"chanyeol? i saw you entered here earlier! are you still there?"

it was crush. joy was so surprised that she covered her mouth, afraid that her boyfriend outside the door will hear her whine. she squeezed chanyeol's hand on her waist, signaling him to stop, but he just continued to fuck her ass as if no one's outside.

"y-yeah?" chanyeol answered.

"are you okay there?" crush asked, but instead of answering him, chanyeol pound joy's ass in a rush, causing joy to grip the sink, and biting her lip harder so she won't make a noise. but chanyeol didn't even tried to hide it. he didn't even have the slightest ounce of concern knowing that joy's boyfriend is just outside. he didn't care if crush would hear the slapping sounds of skins inside the restroom.

"call of nature!" chanyeol said so that crush would just leave them. he finds it funny that he's fucking his friend's girlfriend. what's worse is that they're in crush's house.

"okay, just come out quickly! we're slicing the cake once joy comes back!" joy's eyes widened upon hearing her name. the two then heard a knock again from crush, indicating he's leaving. once the boyfriend left the area, joy moaned as she can't suppress the sensation any longer.

"fuck, i'm cumming!" joy moans, making chanyeol grasp firmly on her hips to control his pace. every thrust hits her spot that makes her go crazy. he felt her clench around his cock and with few more pumps she exploded. but chanyeol didn't stop there.

"you take me so well." chanyeol slaps her butt causing her to whine. he yanked her hair downwards as he slams his dick deep inside her. he kisses her cheek before pulling out his cock, then hot spurts of cum were released. joy was feeling weak, so chanyeol helped her clean the cum dripping from her pussy.

"what the fuck are you doing?" joy asked when she saw the male kneeling before her.

"cleaning your mess." he answered before licking the white sticky substance in her inner thighs. he maintained eye contact with her, like he always does, but joy shut her eyes tightly. chanyeol followed the trail of her cum on her legs with his tongue. joy was gripping her dress as if her life's depended upon it.

joy released a sigh upon the lost of contact with chanyeol's mouth on her legs, making the latter chuckle.

"why? do you want more?" chanyeol teases her as he wiped the corner of his lips. joy just rolled her eyes at him and he just laughed at her reaction. when the two were done fixing their clothes and erasing their sex traces, chanyeol left the restroom first. he said he'll try to divert the guests' attention so that joy can leave the area, earning no suspicions from people.

#girl group x male reader #joy smut #kpop smut #park sooyoung smut #red velvet joy smut #joy x male reader #girl group smut #red velvet smut #irene smut #seulgi smut #wendy smut #yeri smut #kim yerim smut #son seungwan smut #bae joohyun smut #kang seulgi smut #girl group scenarios #kpop fic #kpop smut fic

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 1 year ago

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Reader being best friends with Seulgi who introduces Irene to them. Reader ends up falling hard for Irene who seems to reciprocate the feelings. They go on a few dates and it seems to go very well. Just when reader is about to ask Irene to become official, Irene confesses and apologizes that she made a mistake, she actually likes Seulgi.

Don’t kill me please😭

Well, my first piece of writing of this new era can only start with two of my beloved wives. Actually, even if it's an evil request, I'm not mad about it. I'm pretty happy about it, because I really liked the plot, probably this is my first real angst story.

"Will I ever see you again?"

Red Velvet Irene X N Gender Reader (ft. Seulgi)

Genre: Angst

"Yah! Kang Seulgi, you're always late!", you shout at the girl running in your direction with a goofy walk.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, the dance practice lasted more than I thought", she apologizes, panting, before taking you between her arms for a big hug.

Seulgi has always been the softest person in your life. You became best friends in her rookie days and from that moment she never let you down. In fact you were not really mad at her, you were just having fun and teasing her. You learned pretty fast that time in an idol life was relative and you were just happy about her finding always time for you, despite being busy.

"Don't worry, bestie. I know you're hella busy with the preparation for last comeback. Honestly I am kinda surprised because you are less late than usual", you reassure her, giggling a bit about the silly smile that appears on her face.

"Oh, that's because my friend Irene took me here by car. Now she's parking because I invited her to join us...I hope it's not a problem for you?", she explains, a natural aegyo coming as it usually happens when she asks for a favor.

Honestly that was not a problem at all, you were so enthusiastic about having her friend there with you for your cozy hangout. You have always been a big fan of them as group, but even if you meet her members in different occasions like birthdays, you never were able to really become their friends too.

Irene, in particular, always catched your attention: she was not just super pretty, she had this elegant aura about her that made you curious. She was always kinda fierce so you were scared of approaching her and even that day you felt a bit nervous, but the presence of Seulgi gave you the courage of finally talking to her.

~~~

The hangout was a success. Not only you discovered that Irene was maybe more soft than Seulgi, but you two immediately clicked and talked a lot without the help of Seulgi. You couldn't believe at that last part of that night. You were about to drop off from her car when...

"Hey, can you give me your number? I think we should go out some other times", the older girl said, putting an hand on your arm softly.

And if that was not enough, you two even started to chat at every hour of the day. Probably you were talking more with her than with your bestfriend, at that point organizing your first date was only natural.

You opted to meet her in a cute cafè to replicate the chill vibe of your first meeting. It never happened to you to feel so connected to someone you met few days before. Irene seemed like the perfect partner for you: she was soft but passionate, elegant yet funny, a beauty but also a dork.

That was just the first of a serie of dates that went on for months, until a Friday night she was at your house, you two were just chilling and cuddling on the couch, a silly romantic movie was playing in the background. Honestly you were not looking at all the screen, you couldn't stop looking at her lips.

And it had to be so evident and clear that it made Irene chuckle. She called you "silly"...before staring at your lips too. The atmosphere was perfect and the time seemed to stop, exactly like you when her lips touched yours. It last a second but in your mind it was an hour long. From that moment of the night, your memories are blurres, just pure ecstasy on your mind.

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You two agreed on you meeting the night after through texts. You were so busy and nervous about finally asking her to become official, that you didn't even notice her different tone. Probably in that moment you just thought that she was in hurry or something like that.

You arrived at her dorm pretty early, too much impatient to see her again and asking her that question that was more important than your entire life. Basically she was about to make your dream come true.

"Hi! Irene is waiting for you in her room...", Joy said, opening the door. She seemed troubled, almost if she wanted to add something but in the end decided to not do it.

You didn't really give that detail too much importance, your mind was focused on that single question, all the rest could wait in that moment. "Hey baby", you greeted Irene, entering in the room.

She smiled at you, hearing your words, but it was not her usual shy and cute smile, it was almost...sour? Sad? You couldn't tell, but you were starting to read the room

"I have to tell you something", you started, already eager to make her hear the discourse your prepared and repeated during the entire day.

"Wait...I have to tell you something too...and it's more important, I think", she said, biting her lips, her eyes looking at every corner of the room, except the one where you were standing.

"I think you already know what you want to tell me: it's about all our dates and...well, our kiss of last night, right? It was such a beautiful moment, wasn't It?", she kept talking, making you smile at the thought of that memory.

"I thought about it and...please don't hate me, but I think we should stop seeing each other", she said in a cold breath, her eyes looking into yours.

But your eyes were empty, maybe full of tears, but empty like the universe. Your head seemed about to fall off, your heart about to melt and your stomach about to explode.

"Please, understand me. I think you are a great person and deserve all the love of this world. You really made me feel special...but my heart has space only for a person. Again, don't hate me, but I love Seulgi", she concluded, biting her tongue this time, she could clearly tell how hurt you were at her words.

Probably she told you something else later, but your body and mind stopped working listening to that cruel sentence. "I love Seulgi", those words were on repeat on your mind, making you shake and tremble so bad that Irene got worried.

She made a step in your direction to try to comfort you but you immediately backed up, hugging yourself, trying to not get in shambles in her presence. The last thing you saw before getting out of the hell was Irene's guilty look...

...just to meet another one: Seulgi's guilty look. She was waiting out of the room, waiting for the outcome of that talk, but she already knew that things were about to go bad. Bad like your mental health in that moment. Looking at her face gave you nausea.

You quickly walked towards the door entrance, tunnel vision towards that damn door. You felt someone caressing your arm briefly, probably Joy, but again, your memories are shared by the pain. On the door you looked back one last time, ready to say goodbye to that haunted place and the view was the final punch in your stomach that send you KO.

Irene and Seulgi were standing next to each other, both surprised by the fact that you looked at them one final time, holding hands. Enough. That was enough. You just ran, bawling your eyes out, you ran towards home...no, that house had too memories in it. You just ran.

~~~

Well, I guess that's it. I hope I didn't break too much hearts. Thank you for reading and I hope you like it❤️

Zazá

#ask me anything #kpop #kpop girls #red velvet irene #red velvet fic #red velvet x reader #red velvet seulgi #red velvet scenarios #red velvet angst #irene x reader #irene imagines #red velvet #red velvet fanfic

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lluvvjuuu · 2 years ago

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Seulgi locks.✰

Seulgi.

Lockscreen/reblog

#kpop #kpop lockscreen #seulgi lockscreens #seulgi red velvet #kpop bios #red velvet lockscreens #red velvet long locs #white aesthetic #black and white #perfect #lockscreens #idols softcore #seulgi scenario #seulgi

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seullovesme · 1 month ago

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red velvet hcs » love languages

irene

- acts of service

irene loves to take care of you all the time. whenever you're stressed or overwhelmed, she'll prepare you your comfort food and make sure you eat knowing you already have a lot on your mind <3 she also checks the weather every time you plan on leaving the house so she can remind you to bring a jacket if it's cold or an umbrella if its raining. even if it's simple things like making sure your car keys are always by the front door so it's easier for you to find them, or sneaking extra snacks in your bag in case you get hungry when going about. it slowly becomes apart of her routine. she doesn't really do it to expect anything in return because she loved knowing she's helping you, but she does enjoy all the love and affection you give her all the time in gratitude of all she does for you.

you do try to return the favor though. when she's ill, you leave medicine and water on the bedside with a sweet note before you leave. if she's feeling cold at night, you'll give her the majority of the blanket and cuddle her to sleep. the things you do for each other are basically instinctual and they come so naturally, all formed by the love you shared. people may have seen it as chores or added responsibilities, but irene never thought of it as that and neither did you. you both–not always having the right words to express it–were happy knowing that there were little things you could do to show you cared.

seulgi

- physical touch

being able to be wrapped in your warmth makes seulgi so happy! she unconsciously longs for your touch whenever your not around, and when you're with her, she doesn't hesitate to hug you and hold your hands. you'll be laying on the couch and seul comes home exhausted, and immediately she starts walking to you. no words, she just lays on top of you and enjoys feeling your chest rise and fall on hers. when sleeping in the same bed, it's impossible to every be cold with your bear latched onto you. <3 she especially loves when you initiate contact. holding her face with both hands on her cheeks makes her smile instantly, and she really loves when you squish her cheeks when she's smiling. she always feels the need to be as close to you as possible.

she'll finish a performance and bolts backstage to find you. when she finally spots you sitting in her dressing room, she jumps onto you and hugs you like she hadn't seen you in weeks (it was more like a 2 days, but that's too long in seulgi land). she's just like a koala to a tree, never letting go. inevitably, she lets go so the staff can fix her up, but she can't go a few minutes feeling your touch and holds your hand as they work around the two of you. it was so reassuring for seulgi to feel you there physically and you knew that. it never bothered you in the slightest.

wendy

- words of affirmation

every day, she tells you that you're the best partner in the world. even after every fight or argument, she reminds you that her love for you never wavers. wendy also loves showering you in compliments. you'll be getting dressed, and she'll just sit there and watch you piece your outfit together. when you're done, she claps while saying something along the lines of "wow, i'm truly the luckiest girl in the world" or "i can't believe your all mine". she's a little cheesy with her lines, but she'd do anything to make that million dollar smile show on your face.

wendy not only likes giving words of affirmation but also receiving. sometimes, she gets self-conscious because of what people say about her. she comes home from work absolutely drained, on the verge of breaking down at the foyer, and you come rushing to greet her. once you see her in that state, you immediately know what to do as you put down all her stuff and drag her to your shared bedroom. you lay down and wrap her in your arms with her head under your chin, rubbing her back while telling her how proud you are of her. "i don't care what people think, you are amazing love. i've seen how hard you work, i'm so proud of you and i love you so so much".

joy

- receiving gifts

it's not that she wants you to spend your money on her or that she needs objects to represent your love; she just enjoys how much thought you put into picking out something specifically for her. it's never just random thing you think might please her, but things your time and effort go into. every time you bring her something new, you love seeing her face glow in happiness and her smile is enough to soothe any kind of stress or tension in your life. joy absolutely adores seeing you rave about how you came up with the gift idea as she sees and hears the love from within you.

her favorite gift of yours–which she must admit had some really close contenders–was the photo book you made for your anniversary. it was almost as thick as a dictionary, filled to the brim with cute pictures of the both of you. firstly, you got a crapload of photos printed at a print shop before cutting the hundreds of images into their own individual pieces. then, you very carefully glued each picture one by one in the many pages until there was no empty space left. she had it dead center on her shelf, and whenever she saw it, she was reminded of the love you held for her.

yeri

- quality time

yeri values her time and she never wastes it on anything unimportant. that's why it was either spent with her career, her family, her friends, and with you. all her time was invested in the things she loved most and you were apart of that list. she made sure the two of you didn't go a full week without at least two dates (one if your schedules were packed), and mainly it was because she needed it to stay sane in the midst of the chaos. just being with you took her mind away from her problems.

she loves having your absolute attention. she does receive a lot of attention from fans and all, but with you it was different entirely. you gave her love that she couldn't get from just anywhere, and the fact that you'd put down everything to just be in the moment with her filled her with a warmth only you provided. something simple like sitting on the sofa together and talking about you've been up to all the way to a fancy dinner where you're sharing stories over expensive foods, yeri just loves spending her hours with you.

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alcoholfreenayeon · 5 months ago

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CONGRATS ON YOUR 900 AUTHOR-NIM! in celebration i declare that you will release a kang seulgi oneshot/imagine/drabble with her big strap game on 😏 lesbee honest, that papa bear has big dick energy 🥵

Take it slow

CW: Seulgi x f!reader, slight fluff, smut, nsfw, strap on

A/N: Thanks anon🥰alright, big strap Seulgi it is, though this is a bit….small🌚

You sighed and moaned as Seulgi sucked on your neck. “I have a surprise for you babygirl…”, she whispered excitedly.

“Mmm….i can’t wait”, you giggled, curious to know what she had in mind.

She kisses you some more before she pushes you off her lap, going through her drawer, “close your eyes and don’t open till I say so. NO peeking!”, she orders.

You do as she asks, your curiosity rising. You can hear her fiddling about and think she’s changing, ‘maybe she got some lingerie’, you think to yourself.

“Okay, you can open your eyes”.

You eagerly open them and turn towards her gasping immediately. There she was, standing proudly with a huge strap on, smiling at you with desire. “That’s…”, you swallow, feeling a bit nervous but also excited and curious, “that’s for me?”

She nods, stepping closer, “Yes, all of it, I’m sure you are going to be a good girl and take it all for me right baby?”.

You purse your lips, “I…I’ll try…but I’m not sure-”

“Shhh”, she cuts you off, “just relax, I’ll be careful obviously”, she strokes your cheek slowly, “let me just…”, she positions herself, grabbing your knees and spreading your legs and poking your entrance with the tip causing you to breathe sharply.

You squirm your legs but Seulgi keeps them spread, smirking as she looks at how vulnerable you look. “Are you ready babygirl?”

You nod and Seulgi begins to push in causing you to gaps as you feel your walls stretch. Gripping the bedsheets tightly, you shift a little as you try to accommodate her the strap seemingly endless as it keeps going filling your entire pussy up, stopping only when Seulgi hits your cervix. Your breathing is ragged, your eyes unfocused as feeling this full has left you feeling a bit crazy.

She begins to thrust slowly making you gasp and whimper. It takes a few minutes but you finally begin to get used to it, your grip relaxing briefly but then tightens again as you feel your orgasm approaching quickly. You moan out her name signaling your incoming orgasm to her and Seulgi begins to thrust harder and harder until you begin to cum while she grinds the hips making you thrash around wildly as you cum your brains out.

A couple minutes later, you finally regain your senses, still feeling lightheaded and out of breath, you moan out again when you feel Seulgi slowly pulling out, making you feel empty. When she’s done, she smiles and kisses you, praising you for how well you took it and cuddling you which eventually made you fall asleep despite your attempts in trying to fight the wave of drowsiness off…..

#ask me anything #answered asks #anon ask #kpop gg #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #reader x idol #kang seulgi #seulgi smut #red velvet seulgi #seulgi #seulgi fluff #red velvet #red velvet smut #red velvet scenarios

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sseulforgii · 2 months ago

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Can I make it with you if I orbit around you?

Will I lose me in you if I orbit around you?

Will I just break in two if I orbit around you?

Orbiting

Kang Seulgi x Reader

Posting this next week, maybe? 🤔

#sseulforgii~rambles #red velvet #seulgi #kang seulgi #red velvet seulgi #seulgi red velvet #kang seulgi x reader #seulgi angst #seulgi imagines #seulgi scenarios #for lils and i #orbiting #can i make it with you if i orbit around you?#Spotify

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luxora · 2 years ago

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Red Velvet -> {CEO AU} -> Co-parenting

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Angst. Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of infidelity. Mentions of joint and sole custody. Some swearing.

Irene

RING!

Joohyun couldn’t help but glare at the offending sound of her work phone on her desk, disturbing the peaceful bubble that she had created for herself as she worked through the new designs that had finally been submitted to her by the architects. She silently marked the the design she was currently reviewing before she leaning over and plucked the phone off its body, bringing it to her ear with an annoyed huff.

“Bae speaking.”

“Where the fuck were you?”

The sound of her spouse immediately shot ice through Joohyun’s body, shock quickly filling her as the sound of your voice tingled through all her sense, making her suddenly sit upright in her desk chair despite already having a perfect posture.

“Y-Y/N?”

“Who else?” You hissed from your side of the phone, a the sound of something dropping following your words, causing you to let out a curse before you huffed again. “Where the fuck were you?”

“What do you-”

“Areum waited for you for three hours Joohyun! Why the hell didn’t you pick her up from school!”

Joohyun’s eyes widened at your words, her head snapping to the large clock she had in her office wall, the blood draining from her face as she realized the clock hands were three places ahead of the time she had intended to leave to pick up her daughter from school. She then looked back at her desk, finally realizing the large amount of paperwork that was covering her desk. She couldn’t even see the surface of her clear, glass desk, she couldn’t even see a glimpse of her dark mahogany flood through her desk.

“I...Y/N...” She had started, her mind flurried in multiple thoughts as she tried to think of a reasonable explanation for her to be forgetting your and her daughter at school, but then you interrupted her with a scoff.

“Let me guess, got caught up in work again? Did that work include a blonde with long legs and a tight pencil skirt?”

Joohyun immediately ducked her head, her own body almost shriveling up on its own from the implication of your words. She couldn’t help but bite down hard on her bottom lip, her mind flashing back to the time when she lost control over her life and then eventually did lose it when you had found out about the ‘work’ which was keeping her from coming home to you and Areum.

“...Nothing of the sort happened Y/N. I can promise you that.” She said, her hand tightening into a fist as she stared into her lap. She heard you scoff.

“Yeah right.”

“I fired her Y/N. Nauen is not-”

“I don’t want to hear that bitch’s name Joohyun. I don’t care if you are or not fucking her. I just want you to be fucking there for Areum.”

“I am there for her!” Joohyun suddenly exclaimed, defensiveness immediately filling her as she thought about her beautiful 9-year old daughter, her dark hair as soft and sleek as her own, while her eyes were large and bright like yours. She was the perfect combination of both of you, although Joohyun did like to think she looked a little bit more like her. Areum certainly was Joohyun’s baby twin when she was a newborn.

“And yet today I got a phone call in a middle of a meeting from our crying daughter, begging me to pick her up because Mommy had forgotten her again. Are you telling me that is you being there for her?”

“...”

Joohyun didn’t know what she could say to rectify the situation. She messed up again, and she had promised herself the last time she had forgotten about Lia that she would not do it again. She had promised you, telling you that it would the literal last time she would forget. And yet she just proved once again that her word hardly meant anything anymore. It most definitely did not mean anything to you anymore.

The face of her daughter filled her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, along with her puffy cheeks being painted with the salty drops as she called you, heartbreak obvious in her voice because Joohyun was unable to fulfill her maternal responsibility to be there to pick her up during a difficult time. Her actions had already caused so much hard to Lia, and she was only making it worse through small actions like this.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” She heard you scoff on the other side of the phone.

“Yeah, sure.”

“I am! I am sorry Y/N, I will make it up to her. And to you.”

“How? By making yet another empty promise? Forget it Joohyun, I am not going to keep breaking Areum’s heart like this anymore.”

The way that you had said that made Joohyun’s blood freeze in her veins. Joohyun subconsciously tightened her grip on her work phone as she swallowed the building bile in her mouth as a means to try steady herself from the oncoming scenarios that were filling her head in reaction to your phone.

“What do you mean by that?” She asked carefully, trying to not show the building nerves that were climbing up her throat. She heard you huff on the other side.

“I’m changing the agreement. I want sole custody.“

“No.” Joohyun immediately answered, her body unable to remain still at your words as she shot up from her seat and began to pace away from her desk, her nails digging into her palm as she tightened her fist. “You can’t do that. I won’t allow it.”

You scoffed again.

“You are not in the position to suddenly stop things from happening.”

“You can’t take Areum from me. I can make it up to her.”

“Until you do it again to her! Face it Joohyun, you can’t be there for Areum, I can!”

“I can be there for her! And for you!”

Desperation and outrage was clawing at Joohyun’s chest, making itself obvious in her voice as she slammed her hand against her her cabinet which happened to contain the alcoholic beverages she would at times share with business associates when they worked late on designs, or with you when the two of you were still...together.

“Stop living in a delusion Joohyun. You can’t and you won’t.”

“She’s my daughter!”

“Our daughter, but as of late she has just become mine.”

Joohyun gritted her teeth tightly, pressure building up behind her eyes while her bottom lip began to tremble. She could not stand this conversation any longer. Joohyun grabbed her bag without a second of hesitation and darted out her office, uncaring of the work she left on her desk. She just needed to get to you and Areum, she needed to get this sorted out.

“I’m coming over. I need to set this straight with you. And Areum.”

“Joohyun, don’t you even think about-”

“I am doing it Y/N! I won’t lose the two of you any more than I already have!”

Joohyun hung up the phone and hurried into the elevator, slamming her finger against the ground floor level repeatedly until the metal doors closed. She needed to get to you as soon as she could. She could not lose Areum or you any more than she already has. She has to make it up to the two of you, most particularly Areum.

Seulgi

... It was too awkward.

Seulgi and you had yet to share a single glance with one another as the two of you sat in the principle’s office, both of you with your legs and arms crossed as you waited patiently for the principle to return from his brief meeting outside with his secretary. Seulgi couldn’t help but tap her fingers against her arm, trying to keep her mind somewhat occupied in order to avoid starting a conversation with you which could lead to two different directions: tears or screams.

Even though she was given some kind of small warning that you were going to be in attendance of the private meeting too by her secretary, she still found herself vastly unprepared in seeing you face-to-face, especially since you still looked as beautiful as the day you had kicked her out your and her shared apartment. Even when furious, you were delightfully beautiful, but Seulgi could not stand the distance between the two of you. The two of you had been married for over ten years, and a little extra during your dating years, but now it was as if there was an invisible abyss between the two of you, pulling you further and further away from one another.

When the principle eventually returning to his office, Seulgi couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief because the silence in the room would finally be put to an end. Seulgi readjusted her sitting position to appear more straight and controlled, waiting expectantly for the principle to start speaking as he took a seat and looked at the both of you.

“Mrs and Mrs Kang, lovely to see the two of you albeit I wish it had been under different circumstances.”

You immediately stiffened at the principle’s addressing of you, immediately making Seulgi tense defensively at your reaction, especially since the two of you have hardly made your separation known to the public. The two of you were in a fickle position, having being partners in marriage and business and it was not exactly easy for the two of you to separate yourselves entirely from one another, especially since both your and Seulgi’s families business merged when the two of you had married. While it was previously believed that the two of you had married for the sake of the merge, it was quite the opposite as the two of you had genuinely fallen in love before the idea of marriage was brought to the table.

But then things quickly became mucked up between the two of you when the business got in the way of the marriage.

“So do we.” You had answered in return, answering for the both of them as Seulgi made no effort to acknowledge the principle. She instead offered him a nod, prompting him to clear his throat before he laced his fingers together and placed them on top of his desk.

“Right, so as you might have been informed by my secretary, there was a small...incident that involved your son and another student.”

“An incident?’ Seulgi asked, crossing her legs and fixing the principle with a fixed look. He nodded.

“Yes, it appears that your son and his classmate were caught in a verbal argument before its escalated into a physical fight.”

“A fight...with Jinyoung?”

You were shocked at the news, your voice making it very obvious. Seulgi glanced at you and noticed your jaw was slightly ajar, your posture much straighter than before. Seulgi couldn’t help but share in your shock. Jinyoung was such a quiet boy, it was very unlike him to become aggressive and get into a fight.

“Yes ma’am. As you know, our school has a zero-tolerance for violence. I am afraid that this incident risks for Jinyoung to possibly be suspended, or even expelled.”

Seulgi’s eyes widened at the principle’s words, uncrossing her legs adn leaning forward on the edge of her seat.

“Surely that is a bit severe for a small fight between two children.” Seulgi started, but the principle fixed her with a look.

“It was not small Mrs Kang. Your son and his classmate disrupted the class entirely, one of their female classmates were even hurt in the incident because of their physical exchange. I cannot treat this lightly.”

“I understand that, but you cannot treat it so severely that our eight year-old son always has a permanent record all because of something that was said between him and his classmate.” Seulgi retorted, her eyes narrowed as she continued to stare at the principle. “What was the argument about anyway?”

“...”

The principle did not have an answer for her, his face becoming blank and then slightly a bit sheepish, telling Seulgi immediately that he had not bothered to investigate the fight any further aside from the exchanging of blows and injuries caused by it. And it seemed that you noticed it the same time as Seulgi did, because you mirrored Seulgi’s stance, staring at the principle with a more intense look.

“Are you telling me that you did not bother to find the reason behind the fight? We know our son and we know that he would never do something like this unless he was provoked. You are threatening to suspend or expel our son without a probable cause? Should we call our lawyer and have then investigate this matter instead?”

Even though Seulgi believed that perhaps threatening the use of their family lawyer was rather bold, she did not undermine you as she let you do what you did best, play the bad-cop persona that you were born to play. Between the two of you, you were always the one who would never mince words. Your intentions come very clearly to others, and the principle could very much tell what you were insinuating.

“Mrs Kang, surely that would not be necessary-.”

“You are threatening the future of my son, I believe it is very necessary.”

“I...I will have their homeroom teacher followup on the reason behind the argument. Please...let’s not escalate it further than it needs to be.”

“We will give you until tomorrow to give us a solid answer, otherwise you will expect a call from our lawyer.”

You stood up from your seat with a harsh glare on the principle, Seulgi mirroring your actions and not sparing the principle a single glance before she marched towards the door and opened it, stepping aside to let you exit the office first before following after you. She slammed the door shut with enough force to emphasis her aggravated point, a smile crawling along her face as she turned to look at you.

“Nicely done.”

“I won’t let him bully us into letting Jinyoung get expelled. I won’t.” You hissed, turning around to look at her, your body slightly trembling due to your anger. Seulgi nodded at you.

“I know you won’t, you are a fierce lioness, you will go for the kill against anyone who messes with your cub.”

“Damn straight.” You answered, a resolute look in your eyes as you instantly agreed with her.

A few moments of silence passed between the two of you before you suddenly licked your lips and then sighed, tucking behind a loose strand of hair behind your ear before looking at Seulgi with a slightly tired look.

“We will need to talk to Jinyoung.”

“Yeah, we do.” Seulgi agreed, tucking her hands in her pockets and swaying on the spot for a few moments before looking at you from under her lashes. “Can I...should we meet at a cafe or something? I think I should be there when we talk.”

“...yeah, lets do that.” You agreed, giving a small nod at Seulgi’s suggestion, making the businesswoman relax.

Seulgi couldn’t even remember the last time the three of you were in the same room together. Despite the obvious distance between the two of you, you have both tried to shield Jinyoung from the impending disaster between you and her marriage, but deep down, Seulgi feels that Jinyoung knows a lot more than he should. Seulgi not being in the family home is proof enough for the young boy to realize there were issues between his two parents, and Seulgi has been hoping to put off the conversation for a while.

“Alright, um...do you want to pick up Jinyoung and I find a suitable cafe for the three of us? I can send the location.”

“...Sure.”

“Alright...see you in a few then?” Seulgi asked carefully, which you responded with a nod. “Great.”

Wendy

Seungwan had not expected to receive a phone call from you so late in the night but she answered it nonetheless, having promised you that she will always answer a message or phone call from you no matter what, something which she had fulfilled before, during, and after the marriage. She was groggy with sleep but she was suddenly awake when she heard your sobs on the other side of the phone, her body shoot up from the mattress at you distress.

“Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“S-Seugwan...i-its Areum. S-She is in the hospital.”

Ice immediately filled Seungwan’s veins at those words, her whole body freezing on the spot as her heart literally dropped to her stomach. Seungwan was surprised that she managed to keep her voice steady as she spoke to you.

“Y/N, what happened? Why is Areum in the hospital?”

“I...she was...she woke up screaming and s-sad her stomach was hurting. I-I drove her to the hospital and...and they suspect it is her appendix.”

“Okay, are you still at the hospital?’ Seungwan asked, leaping out of her bed and rushing to her closet to get some decent clothes.

“Y-yes.”

“Alright. Stay there. I am heading over now.” She said, tugging on a pear of jeans and grabbing a hoody before hurrying out of her bedroom. “Just stay calm. I’m on my way.”

“O-Okay.”

Seungwan hung up the phone and quickly grabbed her car keys before rushing into her garage and leaping into her car. She probably broke about a dozen traffic laws driving to the hospital but Seungwan did not car as she parked and then hurried in the hospital, nearly biting the receptionists head off when she uttered your and Areum’s name before being directed to the waiting area for operations. Seungwan immediately caught sight of you as you were pacing along the floor, you being dressed in your pajama pants and a hoody, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Seungwan...” you rasped when you eventually caught sight of her, a sob leaving your lips as you reached for her, collapsing into her arms when Seungwan eventually reached you.

Seungwan didn’t hesitate wrapping her arms around you as you began to sob in her chest, your body trembling as you tightly gripped at her hoody, grabbing handfuls of the material. Seungwan did not say anything, she simply held you as you let out all your stress and fear, the smell of your apple shampoo filling her sense, almost calming her down as she closed her eyes and reveled in it.

Even though the two of you had divorced two years ago, the two of you made an effort to still be there for Areum even though the two of you were neither married. The two of you had married young, far too young to understand the struggles that came with marriage and the effort it took to make it work. The two of you were best friends who had fallen in love and then decided to runaway from your small-town homes to make a life in the city. The two of you struggled a lot adjusting to the city life, the two of you getting into pretty intense fights, but the two of you tried to make it work, eventually establishing a business together that eventually progressed into something much bigger than the two of you ever anticipated.

The two of you loved each but sometimes love is not enough to maintain a marriage. Areum had been an attempt to bridge the distance between the two of you but it did not work. The fights got worse and eventually the fights were affecting Areum, which led to the two of you that the best course of action for the two of you and for Areum was to get divorced. Seungwan won’t lie and say it was an easy decision, she wanted to make it work, but she knew that it was the best thing that could be done for the family, even if it meant that she could not fall asleep in your arms.

Seungwan still loved you even now; therefore, she found no problem in you soaking her hoody in your tears because you obviously needed someone to be your pillar of support right now, especially since your and her daughter was in the middle of an operation to deal with a burst appendix.

“It will be okay Y/N. It will be okay.” She cooed, rubbing the back of your head while her other arm was wrapped around your waist. You sobbed further in her chest.

“I...It just came out of nowhere. S-Seung,,,she was in so much pain.”

“She’s a fighter Y/N, she will be fine. I know she will be.”

“S-She was screaming so much-”

“Shhh, shhh, don’t think about that now. Think about her getting better.”

Seungwan had no idea how long she stood in that waiting area with you in her arms but she did not care. You were stressed and scared enough as it is, she could sacrifice her comfort to give you the much needed comfort that she was capable of providing. Eventually she managed to convince you to take a seat in the area, holding your hand tightly in hers while the two of you waited for any further notice regarding Areum.

“S-Seung...” You whispered, your fingers gripping Seungwan’s hands tightly as you stared at her with tearful eyes. She turned to you. “I-I’m so scared.”

“Shh, Areum will be fine. She is our daughter, she will be fine.” Seungwan comforted, raising her other hand to stroke your cheek, eyes soft and supportive as she tried to ease your fear.

Your bottom lip trembled but your leaned into her touch, closing your eyes as you soaked in the warmth she provided you before looking away, fixing your eyes on the operation door, waiting for a doctor or a nurse to come out and call out for you and Seungwan. Seungwan squeezed your hand and waited beside you, similarly looking at the door and waiting for someone to call for the two of you, her own bundle of nerves building up within her as she waited for news on Areum.

While she wanted to cry and stress herself, she knew she couldn’t because that would send you into a further panic. She needed to be the strong one right now between the two of you, and she will happily be it because it was both what you and Areum needed.

When a doctor eventually came out of the operation door and called out Areum’s name, both you and Seungwan leapt to your feet and hurried to the doctor, hands interlock as the two of you took comfort from one another.

“Areum, how is she? Is our baby okay?” You demanded, eyes wide with tears still obvious with them. You looked about ready to interrogate the man, almost reaching out to grab him if it wasn’t for Seungwan tugging you back to give a respectable distance between themselves and the doctor. The doctor gave Seungwan a thankful look before looking at you, a small smile on his face.

“Everything will be alright with your daughter ma’am. It was close but we managed to remove the appendix successfully. She sustained no further injuries. She will make a full recovery.”

Relief immediately flooded Seungwan from the news, but it was more ovbious on your body as you literally deflated in front of both Seungwan and the doctor. You turned to Seungwan and all but wrapped her in a tight embrace, a relieved sob leaving your lips as you nuzzled your face in her shoulder.

‘She’s alright.” You rasped, a smile on your face which made Seungwan smile as she hugged you back just as tightly.

“Of course she is, she’s our daughter after all.” Seungwan’s smile widened at the sound of your chuckle before she turned to look at the doctor. “Can we go see her?”

“Of course, if the two of you would like to follow me.”

You pulled away from Sengwan and wiped at your eyes, obviously trying to erase your evidence of crying but without any success. But neither you or Seungwan cared as the two of you walked after the doctor, hands still entwined to go greet Areum.

Joy

The tension between the two of you could be cut with a knife, both of you standing off like two countries about to go off to war but the only thing that could be lost was the relationship between the two of you which was bad enough as it is. Sooyoung’s eyes flickered to your partner on your far side, them having being strategic enough to make sure they would not be within punch distance from Sooyoung.

But then again, Sooyoung had pretty long limbs. She will be able to reach if she really wanted to.

...

Better not.

“Y/N.” She said politely, not pointedly not addressing your partner’s name despite it being ingrained in her mind after she heard you screaming their name from your and her bedroom when she arrived home early from a business trip.

“Sooyoung.” You greeted back, glancing back at your partner before looking back at her. “You look well.”

“Thank you.”

“...”

Neither of you said anything else, simply locking eyes for a few long moments before Sooyoung took her seat beside you, internally hissing at the close contact she was being forced to endure for at least an hour at her children’s school play. You clearly your throat and shifted, accidentally bumping Sooyoung with your elbow before whipping back to look at her.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“...”

“So um, Sooyoung, how is your-”

“I am already forced to endure your presence at my children’s concert, do not make it worse by actually speaking to me.” Sooyoung hissed at your partner, flashing them a glare so cold that she would not be surprised if icicles had been shot into your partners chest.

Your partner immediately shrunk back into their seat, looking away with a frightened whimper while you turned to glare at her, your hand entwined with your partner’s tightening protectively.

“There is no need for you to be so rude Sooyoung.”

“Oh, am I being rude? My apologies, I meant to be more restrained, but you know how one usually acts when there is an annoying mosquito around...you just have to squash them before they get arrogant.”

“Listen Sooyoung, I know that this isn’t ideal, but-”

“Yes I agree. This isn’t ideal. This is our son’s and daughter’s school play and you decided to bring your damn side piece, fully knowing that I was going to attend. I know that you struggle in the thinking department, but I would have liked to think you had at least a bit of common sense.”

Your gritted your teeth angrily at Sooyoung, not daring to argue back because you knew that she was hitting the nail right on the head. It was true, it was stupid of you to bring your partner to the school play while knowing Sooyoung was going to attend. Areum and Jinyoung had asked for both of you to attend, the twins wanting to have both parents in attendance and even though things have fallen apart between you and Sooyoung, both of you were making a decent effort to be there for your children. But your partner had started to become rather...needy in the sense that they wanted to be more involved with the twins.

So you had purchased them a ticket...to the consequence that you infuratied Sooyoung with their presence.

“...Can you at least be civil.” You asked, making Sooyoung scoff in response.

“As long as they don’t utter a single word, I will be the politest woman in the world.”

“Don’t ruin this for Areum and Jinyoung.”

“You have already ruined it by bringing them here. You just better not bring them to the play dinner, otherwise I really will make a fuss.”

“You wouldn’t do that to the twins.”

“And yet you just accused me of ruining things now for them. I am a woman who has nothing to lose Y/N, I am the more dangerous one between the two of us. be careful.”

Sooyoung’s warning may appear vague to others but it was obvious to you. Since you were the one who had the affair, you were not the one who had the power to make the major decisions. You were lucky enough that Sooyoung agreed to joint-custody between you and her. Even though she was furious by your infidelity, she was kind enough to grant you the same opportunity as her to spend time with the twins. But she could easily take it away if she wanted to, especially since she was always watching your partner with a critical eye when near the twins.

“...I’m sorry, just...just please let’s not make a scene.”

“I won’t as long as your stupid toy doesn’t utter a single sound.”

Sooyoung always pointedly would discuss things with you involving your partner right in front of them, uncaring if it was making them feel invisible or not. They had purposefully wrecked Soooyung’s marriage with you, encroaching on you despite your marriage status. But you were just as equal to blame as they were, you had allowed yourself to be seduced into another person’s arms when Sooyoung was out working to support the family.

You opened your mouth to say something but you stopped with the stage hall suddenly darkened, an indication that the play was about to start. Sooyoung noticed you glance at her one last time but she purposefully ignored , instead fixing her attention on the stage as she readied herself in slight anticipation to watch her son and daughter perform in the school play.

She noticed you turn to your partner from the corner of her eye but she ignored it. You were not the focus tonight, Areum and Jinyoung were, and so she was going to keep it that way. They had asked for the two of you to attend and be peaceful with one another, and she was going to carry out that wish, even if it meant she had to deal with the presence of the person who stole her wife.

Yeri

The words were so taunting to her as she stared at the document that you had slid to her on the kitchen counter, the glasses of wine that she had poured for the two of you remaining untouched as you watched Yerim read through the first page of the document you had drawn up with your lawyer. Yerim remained unmoving, inaudible, and completely withdrawn.

“...I refuse.”

Yerim looked up from the paper to look at you, her eyes resolute with determination while you simply sighed, shaking your head as you turn your back and took a few steps away from her, walking over to the kitchen sink to try gather your thoughts. Yerim stood up from the kitchen stool, her eyes locked on your back as she walked around the kitchen counter.

“We can make it work Y/N. We can go to a counselor, sort out our issues, we can-”

“Our issues are not something that some stranger can just fix Yerim.” You said, not bothering to look back at her but you words were as sharp as a knife.

Yerim continued to walk towards you but she stopped when you raised your hand to stop her, your fingers tense and straight as you held them in the air for a few moments before returning them back to your crossed arms. You were staring out the kitchen window at the clear night sky, the stars shining brightly in the galaxy above, being the only witnesses to the unfolding scene,

“Just sign the papers.”

“I am not signing away Jinyoung.” Yerim snapped, not taking another step forward but also not retreating.

She was not just going to sign away her newborn son or wife. She has also been skilled at fixing problems and this should be no different. The two of you have gotten into fights before, but never to the extent that you were offering her divorce papers. The document’s existence had completely knocked her off her feet and she was trying to stand up again.

“You’re not signing him away. We can share custody.” You reasoned, still staring out at the kitchen window. Yerim scoffed.

“I basically am. I am giving away half my rights and time with him. He is my son, I am entitled to have him in my home.”

“He is just as much my son as he is yours and you are not entitled to anything.” You finally turned around to look at her, your eyes blazing with an unsaid anger that made Yerim pause in her retort. She had never seen such a fire in you, not even in your and her past arguments. “We decided together to have a baby, and yet you have forced your entire idea of a legacy of him without even consulting me.”

“Is this about the camp? Because I can-”

“This is not about the damn camp Yerim.” You said, marching towards the businesswoman and pressed a sharp finger into her chest, your teeth bared like an animal as you glared at her. “This is about you forgetting the fact that we had a baby because we wanted to start a family, not for you to build a little soldier to honor that stupid legacy that your family has always been obsessed with.”

Yerim couldn’t help but scowl at the mention of her family, you obviously know how much of a sensitive issue they were to the businesswoman. After all, she was forced into business by her father and then pressured to marry by her mother. She was fortunate enough that they had deemed you an acceptable match for her as a her wife, but lately it seemed that a tension had developed between the two of you, especially after you had discovered to be pregnant. She had assumed it was simply because of pregnancy blues or whatever came with it, but now it has seemed to escalated from moody moments to a full-scale separation.

“Don’t bring my family into this. This is about us.”

“Yes, exactly. This is about us and what is best for us, something which you seem to have deemed yourself to be the only one capable of making such decisions!”

You whipped yourself away from Yerim again and started to walk away, only for Yerim to stop you by gripping you by the arm. She tugged you back and forced you too look at her by grabbing you by the soldiers.

“Stop walking away from me! Where is all of this coming from?!” She demanded, urging you to answer her, only to be met with you pushing her away from you, making Yerim stumble into the kitchen counter behind her. You let out a frustrated huff before threading your fingers in your hair and tugging.

“This is coming from the fact that you believe that everything that you say is law! I am feeling suffocated Yerim! I want out!”

“Out? Out of what?”

“Out of this damn marriage!” Your eyes were blazing as you screamed at her, your eyes resembling hot coals as you removed your hands from your hair and instead tightened them into fists by your side. “I am sick of feeling like I am a prisoner on parole with an ankle bracelet! You and your family are suffocating me! I want want to leave!”

“Where is all of this coming from? Did my mother speaker to you? My father?”

Your silence immediately answered her question, making a blaze of fury appear in her body as she walked back to you and grabbed you hand, her other hand cupping your neck and urging you to look at her.

“Y/N, listen to me, just tell me what my parents aid and I will-”

“No.”

You grabbed Yerim’s hands and forced them off you, taking a few steps backwards to make space between the two of you. You shook your head and turned around, leaning on the kitchen sink for support, ducking your head down to recentre yourself before finally speaking again.

“I am exhausted Yerim. I just want this all to end.”

“Listen Y/N.” Yerim started, taking steps towards you, desperation clawing up her throat and threatening to burst but she tried her best to center herself. She swallowed thickly before reaching out to you again, her hand placing itself on your shoulder. “We can sort through this together. We...we can go away somewhere, we can...we can just...be. Please baby, please don’t force us into this.”

“...I am not the one who forced us into this.’ You finally said, turning around and forcing Yerim’s hand to drop from your shoulder. Your eyes had a deep sadness in them which had previously been masked by the anger from the argument, exhaustion mixed with it. “I am the one who decided to finally address it.”

“Y/N-”

“I know that you feel the same Yerim. You just have been too proud to admit it.”

“I have not been to proud about anything. Y/N, we just need to-”

Yerim was interrupted by the sound of the baby monitor, the cries of Jinyoung echoing in the kitchen, matching the cries that were coming upstairs from the nursery. You sighed in exhaustion before turning away, heading towards the staircase. “I’ll get it.”

“Y/N-”

“Please Yerim, I beg of you...just sign it and let me free.”

You finally exited the kitchen, leaving Yerim behind in a stunned silence with a broken heart in the company of a set of documents which had completely wrecked the perfect life that she had previously believed that she had.

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