#sophia laforteza x reader

[sillymommy6969]

—𝕾UBTLE & SECRET

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

summary: snippets of dann/n moments here and there from katseye content eyekons have pointed out…

warnings: none, just fluffy moments

pt. 2

DANI & Y/N ROLLING W THE LGBT FOR 11 MINUTES GAY (FT. THE KATZ BEING OVER THEIR GAY SHYT)

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Video of Katseye doing the gingerbread house competition. Megan and Yoonchae are fighting over decorating the walls while Dani and Lara are scheming about stealing the maknaes’ strawberries. Sophia, Y/N and Manon—as the older line—were asked to do their house on a similar set next door.

“No, because why is Yoonchae such a snitch,” Dani joked, licking the frosting from her fingers as Lara cackled with the front of their house clutched between her fingers. “I swear, this girl was definitely a teacher’s pet growing up in school.”

The latter gasped in faux outrage at the Latina’s teasing, shooting her the biggest side-eye.

“Oh my God,” Megan suddenly burst into hysteria, catching the three members beside her off guard. “Remember—Remember that time Dani stole Y/N’s shirt. Like the one she got in Greece—the one she cut, so it was off shouldered?”

Dani immediately screamed once she realized what incident Megan was recollecting. She stood from her seat, leaning over a retreating Yoonchae to place a hand over Megan’s mouth. Lara’s eyes widened at her teammate’s antic, hands grabbing the older’s hips so she wouldn’t fall into the table of food.

The camera cut to Sophia, Y/N and Manon next door, their actions halting as they stared off screen at a muffled screech. The three glanced at each other, their hands hovering over the parts of the house they were making.

Manon eyed Y/N, elbowing the younger. “Sounds like Dani’s having a little too much fun, baby, if y’know what I mean.”

Sophia shot her a grimace, “Nobody ever knows what you mean, Manon. Oh my God, you’re ruining the—!”

The shot cut back to the younger line of Katseye members. The camera zoomed in on Dani’s fluster, her pale cheeks burning a faint shade of pink as she desperately tried to cease Megan from sharing the embarrassing encounter.

“Megan, I swear to God—!”

“Wait, I remember this,” Yoonchae chimed.

Megan’s devious cackle echoed around the room, leaning back and away from Daniela’s grasp. The whisker dimples etched under her eyes, they curled into thin curves from how hard she was laughing. “Dani snuck into Y/N and Lara’s room at night and stole her shirt while she was showering. And—and, when Y/N came out, she spent like twenty minutes looking for this stupid shirt because she lives in that graphic tee.”

Daniela knocked her chair back abruptly with the back of her thigh, storming off screen with red cheeks as Lara shouted insincere assurance that the story wasn’t as embarrassing as she had recalled.

Now Yoonchae was laughing, pointing off screen at Daniela, who was hiding her face in her hands behind a scattered crowd of their filming crew members.

“Dani begged Yoonchae not to tell Y/N she had her shirt and she was hiding in her closet, pretending to look for something the whole time before Yoonchae ratted her out.” Megan leant back in her chair, almost tipping backwards—if not for Yoonchae holding her upright—at how hard she was laughing. “Oh my God, Dani was so embarrassed, her face got all red and she like refused to leave her room. Y/N caved and just gave her the shirt, and Dani just wears it around the house 24/7.”

“Yeah, it’s Dani’s like, designated pjs.” Lara added.

“It was so funny because Dani thought she was so slick with it.” Megan sighed, her laughter dying down. “Anyway, if Y/N wasn’t the nice, good girl she was, she would’ve filed a creepy perv report against Dani, I swear on all the moms.”

Their manager ushered Dani back onset, plopping back down beside Lara in defeat. Her hair was a little tousled and her cheeks were flushed, the tip of her ears radiating heat as she stared down and fought the small smile creeping its way onto her lips. Her dimples evident.

“I have never, in twenty years of life ever been violated like this.” The Latina murmured, eyeing the three cameras around them respectively as Lara rubbed her back up and down. “For the record, I got Y/N that shirt because I had one. I wanted us to match in Greece when we were shooting that video and I swear I thought it was mine.”

“Mhm, whatever you need to tell yourself.” Lara chuckled. “Y/N’s one was cut, but okay…”

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a Weverse live in Manon and Y/N’s room. Manon was sitting on the floor, fixing her hair in the camera as Y/N read comments over her shoulder. The collar of Manon’s striped button-up was flared and the V line hung a little too low. Y/N, in a beanie with the hood on, her make-up still on from the day and big hoop earrings skimmed the comments Eyekons were making of the eldest member’s outfit.

“They’re saying you’re looking too seductive,” Y/N joked, looking down at Manon’s chest from over her shoulder. She grabbed the collar, fixing it and smoothing it out to cover a bit more skin Manon was flashing the camera. The younger smirked, her eyes hooded as she eyed Manon through her long, fluttering lashes. She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth, jokingly sliding a hand over Manon’s shoulder. “Save the show for me tonight when the camera turns off.”

The older seemed to return the same level of freakiness as she raised a knowing eyebrow. Her hand found Y/N’s neck, grabbing it as she leant in and turned her head dramatically over to cover both their faces. Their giggles could be heard before they pulled apart, glancing back at the camera at the amount of frantic comments flooding their live.

A particular verified user seemed to catch Manon’s eye.

“Well, I didn’t know Dani was watching.” She leant closer towards the camera, reading what the girl had typed into their chat. There were a couple of comments with an exaggerated amount of capitalized yelling and angry emojis. “‘Stop flirting before you make me gag’ and ‘I can hear you guys from the living room please shut up’. Dani’s on a call with her family downstairs right now, so she can’t join us. Bad girl, she’s tuning into this live instead of talking to her parents.”

user01 Probably needed to make sure Y/N was behaving

user02 DANI COME GET YO GIRL

user03 Guys Y/N’s looking a little too fine in that fit

user04 At least we know who the dom is between them

Y/N giggled to herself at the comments on Dani’s reaction to their dynamic. Her ringed hands come up to adjust the hood over her beanie, running her slender fingers through her hair as she wet her lips. “Dani, be good and talk to your mami y papi, yeah? You can come and join us when you’re done.”

[ SHES SO FUCKING HOT FOR THIS ]

Manon rolled her eyes at the younger’s statement. What was supposed to be an innocent sentence definitely had Daniela kicking her feet with a finger between her teeth downstairs.

“‘Yes ma’am’,” Manon read out, “Okay, Miss Ma’am, walk her like a dog, N/N. Maybe Sophia should step aside and let you be the leader, you’re like the only one who can keep Dani in line.”

user05 “BE GOOD”??? OMG ID FOLD

user06 dani’s so real cuz if y/n asked me to be good, i’d immediately be on my knees too

user07 BOTH lips smiled

user08 she def talks you through it…

“Somebody asked who your celebrity crush is.” Manon announced. She chuckled to herself, brushing her hair back into a pony with her hands. “Girl, ya’ll should pull a chair out for this one, Y/N has a whole tier list.”

Y/N gasped in excitement, readjusting her sitting position. She whipped her hand out, holding up an open palm.

She rambled, “I made a list because Lara and I wanted to make a hear me out cake. Okay, so basically we had a men’s and women’s version. But the men’s one is so short, so we’re doing the women’s one, okay? Hear me out.”

[ Y/N we know what you are ]

Manon slapped her in the arm, shooting her a warning glare. Reminding her they had certain rules they needed to follow on live, to not say anything that would get them in trouble.

“Okay, so basically I’ve been watching these sisters on youtube and they’re hilarious. The Kalogeras sisters? I am absolutely in love with Demitra, she’s so funny and so good at singing.” Y/N bit her lip, “Dani got so mad at me when I was watching them the other day between rehearsal. She said if I was gonna watch someone with curls, it should be her.”

user09 so Y/N has a type; girls with curls

user10 Y/N basically just confirmed Dani’s THAT kinda gf

user11 my two worlds just collided

Nearly immediately, as if on cue, Daniela bursted through their door and into their room. She was sporting a beige jacket, her hair tied into a bun as she tackled Y/N to the ground.

“Stop! They’re gonna think I’m crazy.” Daniela squealed, her arms wrapped around the older’s face as they wrestled off screen. Manon side-eyed them in disgust as she continued reading the comments about Daniela’s affectionate nature when it came to Y/N. They always seemed to be touching in some way when they were together, as if they couldn’t stand being away from each other for too long. “And literally take her off that hear me out list, I should be the only curly-haired person you love!”

[ What’s more gay; Actually being gay or whatever this is? ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to the Katseye house-warming video, where they all sat around on a couch and table. The girls were just talking with pizza in their hands and occasionally argued about a silly topic.

Daniela noticed Y/N sitting alone beside her. The older was just staring intently at Sophia and Manon debating whether or not the best tiktok idea collector was each other.

The Latina’s hands crept towards Y/N’s under the table, which the video zoomed into. [ The way they thought they were slick ] Daniela laced their fingers together loosely, tugging her closer until her back was pressed against her front. Daniela’s arm laid over Y/N’s shoulder, her hand playing with the ends of her hair. Y/N didn’t seem to mind, used to the Latina’s need for physical intimacy as her hand rested on Daniela’s thigh.

Across the group, Lara and Y/N shared a glance. The Indian dancer raised an eyebrow, throwing the older a smirk at their positioning. She nodded off towards the camera, almost like she was reminding the older of their duties.

Y/N peeled away from Daniela just the tiniest bit, feeling the younger sigh in protest.

The video zoomed in on a blurry image of the two still cuddling as Sophia squealed in disbelief at something Manon said. They were so obviously affectionate with each other, Yoonchae and Megan were whispering and eyeing them in teasing irritant.

“Dani, y’know you won’t die if you just sat normally beside Y/N for once, right?” Manon snorted, earning a harsh punch in the arm from the Latina in response as Y/N laughed.

“Yeah, ain’t nobody tryna pry the poor girl from your hands, babe. Y/N can’t even eat her pizza cuz you’re all over her.” Lara collapsed into a laughing Sophia as Daniela hid her face behind Y/N’s neck. The older stroked her hair in comfort, laughing at their members’ teasing. “See, Dani needs her mommy to come save her from embarrassment.”

“We just moved in and Dani’s already tryna steal my roommate,” Manon joked, “Such a thief, Lord.”

For the rest of the live, with a light atmosphere of just talking and being together, Daniela and Y/N stayed cuddling together as they fell into the rhythm of conversation with their friends.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to an interview Katseye is doing a live Q&A for their band’s new album release, and Daniela and Y/N are sitting side by side at the end of a line of Katseye members. The host, a fan favorite for being playful and cheeky, is known for asking light-hearted and sometimes embarrassing questions.

"Alright, now, we’ve seen how close all of you are, but we want to know more about the dynamics between Daniela and Y/N. You two are always together, always laughing and making jokes. So, here’s a question: is there any moment when one of you just absolutely flusters the other?"

The fans immediately begin to chant “Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” as they anticipate something fun, and Daniela looks at YN nervously, already blushing slightly.

Y/N giggled at the audience’s fanfare, holding her mic up to her lips. “Oh, I think we both have our moments, right, Dani?"

Daniela gives a nervous laugh and tries to play it off, but she’s clearly getting more flustered. Y/N, noticing, decides to tease her a little more. The other members share knowing looks at Daniela’s reaction, knowing their favourite Cuban was terrible at hiding the physical reactions her body had to teasing—especially their fellow Katseye member, Y/N’s.

“Remember that time last week when we were rehearsing, and I said, ‘I think you look really cute today,’ and you literally froze and couldn’t finish the choreography for the next five minutes? Like, it was so funny ‘cuz Roy was getting so frustrated that our best dancer was completely messing up the sequence.”

Daniela’s eyes widen, and she immediately turns bright red. The fans erupt in laughter, knowing exactly what moment YN is talking about from a vlog that was uploaded a couple days ago on a day in the life of Katseye. Daniela quickly covers her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"I—I wasn’t expecting you to say something like that, okay?! You just... you just looked at me and said that so casually! How was I supposed to focus after that?!"

Y/N pouts, pursing her glossy lips at Daniela. "Aww, come on, Dani. You looked so cute, so I had to tell you! But it’s okay, I won’t tease you too much... unless you want me to."

Daniela stammers, still covering her face, and the fans are loving the playful interaction between the two. YN leans in a little closer, her voice softening.

Y/N chuckled, leaning over to rest an assuring hand on Daniela’s thigh. "But seriously, Dani, you always look amazing. Don’t be embarrassed."

Daniela’s heart skips a beat, and she’s now visibly flustered, her face as red as a tomato. She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, trying to hide her smile.

"I’m not embarrassed! I just... I didn’t expect you to say that then on camera, or now on live TV."

YN chuckles and pats Daniela on the back, giving her a smile, while the fans continue to cheer for the adorable interaction between the two.

The host hummed, "Looks like we’ve learned a little more about who keeps who on their toes! Thank you for sharing, Dani. I’m sure YN won’t let you forget this anytime soon."

Daniela, still a bit flustered but laughing along with the rest, glances over at Y/N, who gives her a wink (which the camera and crew fully catches, as an exaggerated edit with a winking sound effect added in post). It’s clear that their close bond and playful teasing are one of the group’s favorite dynamics.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to Lara’s live, when somebody asked her, “What are the Katzs’ favourite things to do when they’re not at work?”

“—Sophia’s is definitely cooking. Girl loves just being able to make a big dinner and have us all sit down and eat like a big family. And Dani’s is… Dani loves reading, sometimes she’ll just be reading in Manon and Y/N’s room with whatever book she’s reading that week. Manon will be finding new ways to do her makeup and matching new fits—And Y/N loves just jamming out and making some tunes on her guitar. Oh my God, the tiktok she recently made with the riff to “Me and Your Mama” was so good. I’m pretty sure Dani forced the poor girl into doing that song after she did “Enter Sandman”.”

[ They’re so old married couple omg ]

“Yeah, we’ve been working hard and practicing a lot with the show coming up. But honestly, Sophia’s been doing a lot behind the scenes to keep morale high and make sure we’re resting well… Y/N being Y/N has been stressing about Sophia overworking herself,” Lara said, “Dani gets really upset when Y/N digs herself into this hole of worrying about us. She’ll get extra catty and mean when Y/N’s down.”

[ Dani always defends her girl… they’re so cute ]

“No, Dani got so angry that one time Y/N got shoved accidentally by this photographer on set. She almost got in trouble for saying stuff, it was insane. I mean, Sophia and Manon definitely had some things to say to that guy too, but Dani?” Lara exhaled deeply, flicking her wrist. “Dani was full Latina mami mode. She was yelling in Spanish, she was pointing everywhere, she was ready to throw hands.”

[ This wasn’t even the full live… should I make a pt. 2? ]

[spiderb00]

SANTA DOSEN'T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO

Sophia Laforteza X Reader 

“As you drive to Sophia's house, you remember all the times you had together, and you're sure you need to get your girl back” 

Genre – fluff n angst Warnings – none  fruitcake masterlist

Now playing – Santa dosen’t know you like i do, by Sabrina Carpenter 

The streets were full, the bright lights were scattered everywhere, and the Christmas spirit seemed to hover over everyone, all the time. All you wanted was to get to your destination as quickly as possible. Stopping at a red light, you looked at the passenger seat, empty, as did your heart. The feeling of loss beating hard in your chest, and anguish grew with every minute you lost.   

Sophia wasn't by your side, your Sophia. You never thought you were a needy person, nor a clingy person, but now, seeing that you couldn't stay even a week away from your girlfriend, you're not so sure anymore. You were also no longer sure if Sophia was your girlfriend, after all those stupid arguments – which started as bullshit – you were no longer sure of anything. 

You and Sophia have been dating since Dream Academy, and in all that time, you've never had a fight that took more than ten minutes to make up. But here you were, hurrying to find Sophia, just like at the beginning of everything.   

It was late, everything was dark, and you had just parked your car in front of your girlfriend's dorm. Sophia was having one of the worst weeks of her life, the survival show was killing her, physically and emotionally. She had already shared some of her frustrations with you, so you thought of a way to make her more relaxed happy, even if it was for one night.  

Sophia jumped into the passenger seat of your car, the girl's tired countenance quickly being replaced by a smile. Leaning in, you and the Filipina exchanged a passionate kiss, pulling away and driving quickly away from the dorms so as not to be caught by anyone.  

"I was stressed all day. They said it wouldn't be a survival show, and now Lexie is out..." Sophia collapsed as you put your hand on the girl's thigh, to comfort her. "I know this is my dream, but I just want it to end."  

Stopping your car near the beach, you looked at your girlfriend, seeing how much she was struggling. You admire Sophia, you know you couldn't handle even half of what she's going through.    

"Hey, the fact that it's your dream doesn't mean you have to be strong all the time, baby." You said, wiping tears from the Filipino girl's face. "I admire you, Sophia. You're the strongest girl I've ever met.  

Smiling at you, Sophia leaned in, you meeting her on the way, initiating a tender and love-filled kiss, you would always be there for her no matter what. 

After the light turned green, you headed towards the Kats' house, wiping away some tears that insisted on falling from your eyes. You knew that everything happens for the first time, but you swore to yourself that this would be the first and last time you were without your Sophia.  

Everything reminded you of her, all the streets, all the songs that played on your car radio, and even when you tried to connect your playlist, all those songs were recommended by Sophia. It seems that you can't escape your destiny. And when you walked past a cookie shop, you were more and more sure of that statement. 

"Your shirt is all stained with flour." Sophia said, laughing at you like a child.  

All you wanted was to make gingerbread cookies to eat by watching a Christmas movie that was in the catalog on Netflix. Sophia had been recording all day Christmas content with the Kats, and she even came home sad about losing a mixer to Megan. But all the sadness dissipated with laughter and a lot of mess that you made in the kitchen.   

With the cookies now in the oven, Sophia and you took the time to wash the dishes and put away the ingredients that were on the countertop. But it seems that you get distracted every time. 

"Oh, yes?" You asked Sophia, as the girl laughed even more and nodded. "Alright, how about that?" Picking up a handful of flour with your hand, you brought it towards your mouth, blowing it all in the face of your beautiful girlfriend.   

Sophia stopped laughing immediately, and the kitchen, which had previously been filled with laughter from the Filipino girl, was now filled with your laughter. Watching you laugh, Sophia hid the smile that was about to come out, and also took a handful of flour, throwing everything on your head. Stopping laughing, you looked at Sophia, who also looked at you briefly, before running up the stairs to get away from you. 

When you finally parked at the Kats' house, at night it had already fallen, and you were getting out of the car with a bouquet in your hands, ready to have your girl back. Ringing the doorbell, and waiting, you saw a Yoonchae open the door. When the younger girl saw you, a smile came across her face.  

"Yn, you've come! Will you talk to Sophia? Please talk to her!" Laughing lightly at the anxious girl in front of you, you agreed.  

"Yes, I came to talk to her." You said, lifting the bouquet slightly.  

"She's in the room." Yoonchae said, giving way for you to go to where she was indicating. 

Walking to Sophia's room, you took a deep breath, banging on the door, listening to the girl inside tell you to come in. Sticking your head into the room, you saw Sophia sitting on the bed, the little laptop in front of her playing a recording of the two of you in the park at a nice picnic.  

"I loved that day, it was one of the best days of my life." You said, entering the room and closing the door slightly.  

"You spilled all your ice cream on your shirt because you couldn't eat it before it melted." Sophia replied, laughing lightly and trying to covertly wipe away the tears that fell from your eyes. 

"Sophia, I'm sorry-"   

"No, I'm sorry too, and I was being bossy-"  

"No, I should have respected you, I mean, I should have taken your interests more seriously. Sorry, I don't know what got into me." You said. "I realize that I was being selfish, I already called my work and said that I won't be able to work at Christmas. It's okay, they've already managed to replace me, I don't even know why I considered accepting that. Everything I want for my Christmas is in front of me. I love you, Sophia."  

Sophia smiled, a big smile as the woman leaned over and kissed your lips, putting her hands on your cheeks and caressing the spot with her thumb. The kiss was full of passion and longing, trying to make up for all the lost time of these last days. You felt on top of the world, and you promised yourself that you would never do something like that again.   

Santa would never bring you another Sophia, you wouldn't miss this one. 

Just three more stories for fruitcake, tomorrow we will have the angst with Daniela. I am so sad 😭

I'm loving fruitcake, but I want to finish it soon, I really want to focus on the requests

xoxo, spider.

[ninguitar]

୨୧　𝓞FF-LIMITS!　˒˒　SL

─── ﹙🎧﹚your sister, daniela, has always told her friends to back off of you, no matter what, telling them you're supposedly "off-limits." however, while intoxicated, you and sophia kiss each other, leaving tension burning between the two of you—until the next time you visit your family alongside dani's members.

pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. fluff wc. 2.5k+ notes. 4 @secretcessy >< & karina from aespa mention + for the lore dani isn't an only child 🤗!!!! made ts way too long oops. ( MASTERLIST )

now playing ⋆ les by childish gambino

LYING ON YOUR BED OF YOUR DORM ROOM shared with one of your friends, incessant notifications blaring from your phone abruptly interrupts you from your nap. you huff at the irritating sound, unlocking your phone swiftly, only to be met by series of notifications from your sister.

fuck.

god was she oddly skilled at being annoying and bothersome. raising your eyebrows, you rub your eyes, trying to focus on her texts, as they merely appeared to be random blobs of words in-between. your thumbs hover over the keyboard, debating on how to respond to her.

plopping your phone on your bed, you huff, sitting up in a fetal position. "guess it's time to start packing," you murmur under your breath, before getting up.

you knew daniela was right—per usual, as much as you hated to admit it. it'd been at least a few months since you last saw her and roughly a year since both you and daniela were with your family at one time. maybe it wouldn't be so bad being back home with daniela.

grunting, you begrudgingly pull your closet door open, dragging whichever luggage you saw first. accidentally slamming the closet door too loudly to your roommate's taste, you hear words in scorn being hollered from across the dorm.

"stop closin' the doors so loudly!" you hear your roommate snort, as she leans against the door frame, a toothy grin tugging the corners of her lips.

"fine, whatever, jimin," you mutter in response, rolling your eyes, as the korean girl watches your face distort into one of disdain, making her giggle.

"what are you even packing for? the break just started," karina raises her eyebrows, "you like, never have anything to do for break." she teases, her arms crossing against her chest, before she saunters over to you.

"got forced by dani to visit our family," you shrug, as karina clicks her tongue, shaking her head.

"you need to pack better; you're folding your clothes too big to fit enough outfits into your suitcase," she critiques, a chuckle escaping her breath, as her hands reach over to some of your clothes, folding them compactly.

you nudge her playfully, "c'mon! give me a break, i just got told i have to visit by dani!" you dramatically sigh, leaning against the wall.

"at least she's paying for your flight, right?" karina shrugs, as her movements are precise while helping you pack, nudging you on the shoulder, "maybe you'll meet somebody new while visiting—somebody who'll deal with your impulsive decisions," she teases.

to your surprise, rather than the visit consisting of you and daniela, it was the two of you and her members. you had only realized once you entered your parents' house, a luggage being dragged by your hand, and there were five other girls besides daniela sat on the couch, all chattering.

it wasn't like you weren't acclimated to hanging out with them; they were somewhat your friends too, but mainly through daniela. the only girl you'd known out of the bunch was sophia—mainly because, the first time you guys partied together with dani and everybody else, all drunk and hammered, the two of you kissed.

to be truthful, you could remember that moment vividly, the memory still clear as day to you—the way her hands cupped your jaw all snug and secure, to the way a wide grin played on her face. and to be even more truthful, right after that moment, you held an irrevocable affinity for her, leaving you in an odd predicament.

you awkwardly wave, hoping sophia coincidentally forgot about that low moment in time, before dani suddenly gets up, parading you around.

you nudge the latina playfully, a groan erupting from her throat, as your eyebrows furrow, "when did you guys even arrive? it's only like 10 in the mornin'!"

"we just wanted to be early," she shrugs, her arms instantly reaching towards your luggage, "c'mon, i'll get you settled down! i have so much shit to tell you, y'know."

you nod, a giggle escaping your breath, as you let the latina lead you to your guys' old bedroom, while her members continued to chatter, teasing insults thrown every few moments.

your eyes scan across your old bedroom, a sigh driving from your lips "shit, it's been a while, hasn't it?" a sense of nostalgia hitting you, as you recall all the times you've argued with dani over your guys' room and who "owns" which side.

the blonde-haired girl nods, her arm wrapping around your neck to your shoulder, as she leans into you, mumbling, "yeah, it sure has been."

a giggle escapes your breath, as you unlock your suitcase, unpacking some of your clothes out. "where's mom and dad anyway?"

"they went grocery shopping—wanted to go all out this year since we're visiting at the same time with the rest, too," daniela meekly replies, as she helps you pack, a hint of a teasing smile playing on her face. pulling out a book, a series of laughs escapes her breath, "no fuckin' way!"

"what—i have studying to do 'cause you made me book a flight last minute!" you retaliate, nudging the girl playfully, as you huff.

"okay, fine, fine! that was uncalled for," daniela begrudgingly admits, as she continues to help you unpack.

while you two work on getting everything out of your luggage, dani drops random, interesting facts from drama that often leave your jaw dropped. at one point, you couldn't help but wonder where daniela gets all this information from. giggles escape your guys' room, bouncing off the walls.

"anyway, we plan on just hangin' out and stuff, then dinner with mom and dad," the latina lists out the agenda, as you two finish unpacking.

you nod, "good, good. just, y'know, i've barely met your friends."

"you'll like them—i can guarantee you that," dani chuckles, as she spots a gift-box with a small tag reading "for: daniela," sitting in the corner of your suitcase, a mischievous smile painting her face.

"no fuckin' way!" the latina exclaims, immediately pulling you in for a hug with her ring-clad hand holding firmly onto the gift-box, "seriously!"

you nod, a grin playing on your face, "what kind of sister would i be if i didn't wanna celebrate your new album!"

"you missed me, didn't you?" she teases, prodding at your cheek, as she flicks your forehead next. you retaliate, nudging her shoulder.

"as if, loser."

sprawled out on your bed with books accompanying you, you cradle a textbook in your lap, tapping against your sheets while fidgeting with your fingers. your head pounds with tension, as you card a hand through your hair.

fuck, in no shape or form were you gonna be able to read all of these pages in time for your finals.

you rub your temples before simultaneously reading over the textbook and typing in small summaries of each section on your laptop, humming to the hushed audio of your spotify in the background.

hearing your door click open, your head snaps to that direction, meeting a familiar face. in your sight stood sophia laforteza scanning you as well. you raise your eyebrows, confusion noticeably washing over your features.

"do you need anything?" you murmur, your voice barely audible, as your eyes scrutinize her features and attire, your demeanor now awkward—especially with the way she looked effortlessly drop-dead gorgeous.

heat subtly curls at your cheeks, as you wait for the filipino girl to answer, sophia equally as confused.

"sorry, i was trying to look for the bathroom, and dani said it was down the hall," sophia tries to explain, shifting her weight to one foot.

"yeah, 's further down the hall—a door down the hall, actually," you point to down the hall from your bed, before returning to your crammed-in studying habits.

"y/n, right?" the filipino asks, a small, awkward smile tugging at the corners of her lips. she leans against the door-frame, no longer meekly standing.

you nod, "mhm. didn't you need to go to the bathroom though?" you murmur, barely sparing the girl another glance.

sophia mumbles an inaudible curse under her breath. "you're right," she says flatly, before muttering out a swift apology and gingerly closing your door.

what a weird interaction, you thought. nonetheless, you presume on cranking open your textbook, huffing at seeing big blobs of texts that you felt disdain reading.

meanwhile, with sophia's back plastered against the bathroom wall, she grunts inaudibly under her breath, sinking down to the tiled floor. god, how could she be so infatuated by you, a girl who barely paid her any mind? the filipino girl could feel her head twisting with tension from your lack of response.

fuck was she crazily awestruck for you.

and so, for the next few days of the visit, sophia couldn't help but feel her self-control slipping rapidly, despite daniela's repetitive warning that you, in particular, were "off-limits."

the filipino girl tosses and turns while lying on the guest room's bed, eventually settling back to her back plastered against the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. constantly, the same embarrassing moment of you two kissing while drunk taints her mind, flickering in it every few seconds. rubbing her temples and eyes in hopes every single little thought including you would dissipate, she sits up.

"she's your best friend's sister—what are you doing?" the thought soon sounding like a bunch of random words strung together.

looking to her sides, sophia notices the rest were all knocked out, hushed snores escaping their lips. to her left, lara and manon were fast asleep, while to her right, megan and yoonchae were sound asleep as well, their laptop still blaring cartoons.

the filipino girl takes one last look around, before she stood up, gingerly opening and shutting the door. her eyes scan the hallways, as she tip-toes to your room.

you hear faint, soft knocks against your wooden door, and crinkling your eyes almost like crescent moons, you reluctantly get up. cracking the door open just a bit, your eyes widen at the sight of the filipino girl standing.

"jesus—it's 1 in the mornin'," you whisper-shout, as you open the door completely, shock and frustration littering your featured. you motion your hands forwards and backwards, beckoning the girl to rush in.

"my bad, pretty," her newfound confidence makes your heart skip, as your cheeks flush. she gives you teasing glances, her slight giggle reaching your ears.

in disbelief, you mumble, "what—"

"please? i know we kissed, when we were drunk; don't tell me we didn't," the filipino girl desperately whispers, her gaze softening at your lips. throwing you an ear-to-ear smile, sophia's eyes flicker to your shoulder, a subtle, non-verbal signal, as you nod.

her arms entangle themselves around your waist, earning a muffled curse from you. her fingers trace your back gently, almost cautious to not be too prying towards you.

"just, a few seconds longer," sophia whispers against your ear, and you couldn't help but feel your resolve crumble, knowing that you, yourself, wanted the filipino girl to stay, too.

"we- we're going to get caught; dani's gonna know you're down here," you warn, cautious to get caught with your sister's best friend in your bedroom. however, your words deeply betray your actions, as your arms were on autopilot, wrapping around the girl's neck.

"what's so bad 'bout that? c'mon, ease up—just a bit," sophia coaxes, her touch gentle and soft against your waist, as she draws patterns.

"is it really worth the risk?" you tilt your head, barely able to hold back a chuckle at how careless the filipino girl was. your eyes linger on her face, making her softly hum.

sophia sighs before grinning, "you're worth more than getting scolded by dani," she drawls out, her face full of apprehension and enthusiasm, so much that you wonder how her words make your knees weaken a bit.

she had you pressing your lips together, fighting back between a smile like a high school girl. one of her hands moves to interlace itself with one of yours, the delicate feeling of her thumbs brushing up against your knuckles leaving you melted.

"maybe, i guess you're right," you admit begrudgingly, pausing before continuing, "but- i mean, don't you think 's a little reckless? you're gonna be busy promoting with the girls at one point."

the filipino girl meekly shrugs, before swiftly mumbling, "it's worth the fun—you know that, and i know that. promise i'll have time for you."

the sincerity laced in her words only made your blood rush and chains of shivers rush down your spine. maybe—just maybe—this wasn't just a fleeting moment to her, not just something to have fun with, and was more so, something sophia wanted to hold onto, for eternity.

"what if we're not ready? what if-" you murmur, making sophia break into a small pout at your words, before she cuts you off.

"i could never be willing to let you go anyway," the filipina whispers, searching for reassurance in your gaze. she nods, her thumb brushing against your cheek, as you eased under her touch.

"and besides, there's just somethin' about you—something i can't figure out. yet, it makes everything with you special."

and for the first time in your life, you were rendered speechless by her pure bluntness—the way she said everything that could make heat curl at your cheeks even more, in meek sentences.

"fuck, sophia," you mumble against the crook of the filipina's neck, before continuing, "i- fine, just, we can't tell dani—not yet."

sophia gives you a slight nod, as her hands find its way to your hair, entangling them, "yeah- yeah, whatever you want—just tell me your boundaries."

locking eyes with her, the prominent sense of familiarity and comfort in her gaze makes your knees buckle, the girl practically giving you heart-eyes.

"can i?" the filipina asks, her voice light-hearted and gentle. you nod, almost eagerly before sophia leans in, closing the gap between you two. her plush lips immediately crash against yours, capturing your lips in a kiss that was anything but gentle. it was as though she was ready for this moment—ready to gain redemption from the first kiss.

you shudder against her kisses, as you guys pull away—only to catch your guys' breath. before you could continue, a muffled, low voice blares through the hallways.

"sophia? are you still in the kitchen?" daniela calls out, trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb the rest. the latina couldn't help but be suspicious and skeptical due to how long sophia supposedly spent at the kitchen.

both of you still in your movements, her hands resting on her chest to gently push her away. a cheeky smile plays on sophia's grin before she whispers against your ears.

"that's my cue to go," she plants a haste kiss against your cheek, then to your forehead gently. her eyes scan your waist that was snaked with her arms around it, as she reluctantly slides them off—the girl evidently disappointed at having to leave so soon.

"bye, pretty."

we're kissing in the bathroom, girl, and, uh

i hope nobody catch us

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Her Best friend (Sophia Laforteza x Reader) smut

“Can you feel how much I want you?” “Let me hear you make that sound again.”

Kinda soft dom Soph? Idk she gives top but in a really soft sweet way. I want her.

The night started simple, hanging in Sophia’s room with a movie in the background while you talk about your day, eventually you gravitate closer to each other and at one point your lips are hovering over hers and now you’re making out with your older best friend.

“This can’t be happening. I’m your leader.” Sophia says, her voice is breathy as you’re kissing her neck.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Sophia doesn’t answer just tangles a hand in your hair to reconnect your lips with her neck.

“This is wrong.”

“How?”

“I’m the leader and you’re my best friend.” She lets out breathy moans as she speaks.

“And?”

“We’ll get in trouble.”

“No one has to know.”

“I don’t know.”

“Soph.” You say to get her to look in your eyes as you take her hand and put it in your underwear, “Can’t you feel how much I want you?"

And god did she feel it, you were practically dripping into her hand.

“Lock the door.”

You practically jump out of the bed and run to the door to turn the lock, Sophia laughs at your eagerness. Getting back on the bed you crawl into Sophia’s lap straddling her, your hands on her shoulders while hers go to your hips the second you get on the bed. Her eyes are soft as they study your face, not that she hadn’t memorized it before but seeing it in a different light now she’s practically mesmerized.

“Soph..” you say with a blush on your face to break her stares.

“Huh?”

“Stop staring.”

“I can’t help it.” Her hands move off your hips and to your face, “you’re so pretty.” A light kiss, “my pretty girl.” You were a simple girl, so you absolutely fell apart at that, wetness spread between your legs and you’re sure sophia could feel it too. A whimper at the nickname fell from your mouth involuntarily, which she smirked at.

“You like it when i call you that? Mine?” Her hands go back to your hips and grip tightly, as if you’ll fly away at any moment, ”Let me hear you make that sound again.”

And you do as soon she starts guiding your hips in her lap.

“Good girl.”

One hand goes the the edge of your shirt pulling slightly to silently tell you to take it off, You oblige wearing nothing underneath as it was late at night, Sophia is immediately entranced and you grab her hands to drag them from your hips up to your chest and now you start grinding freely into her while reconnecting your lips as her fingers pinch your nipples. The girl underneath you could swear she was losing her sanity at the sounds you’re letting out into her mouth as you kissed her. Tapping your hip, Sophia motions for you to lay down which you do as she puts her hair up and stares at you which is definitely a sight you’ll be thinking about for the foreseeable future. When her dark hair is out of her face she pulls your sweat pants off and throws them to the side, there’s an embarrassingly large wet patch on your underwear which is pronounced on the light fabric, the sudden exposure making you cover your face as the girl above you hungrily eyes you. Soon after Sophia’s shirt is also lost in the room leaving her in her sweatpants, you don’t think she could get any hotter than this moment right now. Her lips focus on your chest and stomach while her hands squeeze any skin she can find, after leaving a bunch of marks in places no one else would ever see she pulls your underwear off with her lips trailing them down to your knees where she lets you kick them to the floor.

“Are you sure you want this?” She says as she moves to hover over you, arms on either side of your head and lips brushing on yours. Her voice is soft.

“Sophia I swear to god if you don’t fuck me already.” You’re frustrated at all her interruptions because you’re so horny for her it hurts, but your heart beats a little faster at her sweet nature even before she’s about to ruin you. Something is the way you say it, the utter want for her, flips a switch in Sophia.

“Fuck you don’t know what you do to me.” And her lips are on yours, teeth hitting against each other.

One hand leaves it’s place by your head and slides down your body, between your legs putting pressure on your clit but not moving otherwise trying to gauge your reaction after you let out a pleasured sigh she moves her fingers in tight slow circles.

“Fuck” you breathe out, it’s more of a moan than a word. And whimpers follow with a mumbled please and faster every so often

“You gotta be quiet baby.” She told you, as she sped up her fingers purposely making her request harder with a smirk on her face, “you don’t want the others to hear do you?”

“Please.” You whimper out

“What do you want pretty girl?”

“I- fuck- please just-“ you can’t barely get out words as she quickens the circles she’s making.

“Use your words baby”

“Want you inside me.” You finally mutter out, your head clouded by the pleasure your best friend is bringing you. Sophia’s smirk grows and doesn’t even think before sliding two fingers inside of you, at first you’re embarrassed by just how easy it was for her to slide into you but you quickly forget that as she fucks into you at a slow but rough pace.

“So wet for me. I bet you’ve been waiting for this huh pretty girl?” The older girl was gaining confidence as she saw how much you were enjoying it, “you’re being so good for me.”

The possessive language she was using made the heat in your stomach rise, “my pretty girl”, “for me.” It was driving you insane, you had wanted her since you had met her and now here she was, staking her claim on you.

“Feels so good.”

“Yeah?” Her fingers speed up and curl inside of you making you let out a loud moan which halts her movement entirely, “I told you, you have to be quiet. Or I’ll stop. Do you want that?” You only shake your head, closing your mouth and biting your lip which is enough to make her resume her strokes inside of you. The only noises heard now are whimpers, little praises from Sophia and her fingers going in and out of you at an unrelenting pace, you’re sure if someone walked by if they hadn’t heard your moans that they would definitely have heard the sound your pussy was making with how wet you were.

“Soph please.” It comes out as a choked sob almost, You’re grabbing at her back, nails digging into her skin, your pleasure almost reaching a peak.

“You close baby?” She says into your neck as she starts kissing there. “Already?”

You admit, it was quick for you but you couldn’t help it with the way she was fucking you and the way she’s speaking to you.

“God you’re so pretty.”

The hand that laid next to your head had started smoothing out your hair and caressing your face, Sophia finding softness in the heat of your intimate moment.

“I’m- c-“ you can’t even speak at this point, your brain replicates a satellite tv just pure static, you can’t think you’re just consumed by your pleasure and the girl giving it to you.

“Go ahead. Cum baby.”

“Oh- fuck Soph.” You moan out pulling her even closer than she is somehow, you’re sure you’re leaving crescent shaped bruises on her back from your nails digging into her skin. The heat in your stomach exploding as your orgasm hits you, your legs shaking around her.

Though you can barely comprehend it, Sophia is whispering different things in your ear.

“That’s it.” “You’re doing so good.” “Taking my fingers so well.” “So pretty when you cum.” “My pretty girl.”

There it was again My.

Sophia’s fingers don’t stop moving after you ride out your orgasm, they slow drastically but never leaving you.

“Can you do one more for me?” She asks, “wanna taste you so bad” it’s her turn to be desperate now. Weakly you nod her head at her, “yeah?” A grin taking over her face, “want my mouth on you baby?”

“Yes please.”

The whole time her fingers are still going in and out of you at a glacial pace, and she’s kissing down your body her tongue coming out to run over all the little marks she had already made. And when she gets to your center, if you weren’t already in love with her you definitely were now. She was good with her fingers, exceptionally, but her tongue? Heavenly, the closest to god one can feel without dying.

“Holy shit.” Is all you can say, louder than you should’ve, your hand coming to cover your mouth as she shot you a warning glare from below, she didn’t stop this time though, enjoying the taste of you too much. The girl was moaning into your pussy, causing vibrations to shoot through you. Your hands tangled in her hair, thighs squeezing her head, she was trapped but she didn’t mind,though she could barely breathe, it would make a good way to die she decided.

“You taste so fucking good.” She mumbled against you.

Being so sensitive from the first orgasm you had it was a matter of a couple minutes before you came undone again, no noise coming from you this time just your mouth hanging open in pure pleasure. As you looked at Sophia crawling up towards you, pupils blown, chest heaving, saliva and cum almost dripping off her chin and a huge cocky smile that she doesn’t clean off before kissing you not even letting you catch your breath.

“My pretty girl?” You playfully ask when you part.

“Is that okay? You seemed to enjoy it enough.”

“Only if you promise to keep calling me it.” Trying to subtly feel out if this was a one night thing to her or not.

“Hmmm” she pretends to think, “i guess.”

Pulling on some underwear and Sophia’s shirt that you found, you lay down on her chest and she’s still only in her sweatpants with her arms wrapped around you.

“So when you said mine-“ you starts to tease

“Go to sleep.” She cuts you off putting a hand over your mouth but laughing afterwards.

In the morning you wake up to a knock at Sophia’s door and Lara telling you to come downstairs as they decided it’s a group breakfast day.

As you both make your way downstairs for breakfast Megan comes up to you making sure no one else is around.

“Hey so I don’t think the others heard but um our beds share a wall…. So…. Just so you know…” she says with an awkward but teasing look on her face, walking away before you can answer.

“I told you to be quiet.” Sophia teases.

“Shut up.”

[sphvm]

just a little more — sophia laforteza

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

tags: g!p sophia, praise, size kink(?), mommy kink, deepthroating/oral

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MEN AND MINORS DNI

when sophia invited you to watch a movie at her apartment, you did not expect it to turn out into you on your knees and her looking down at you from her seat on the couch, with her pants undone.

well.

sophia stood in front of you, her dark eyes locked onto yours as she held her cock in her hand. you couldn't help but stare at the thick, veiny member as sophia began to slowly stroke it, her fingers moving with an experienced grace that made your heart race.

"alright, baby," sophia cooed, her voice low and sultry, "are you ready for mommy to train you? want me to train your throat hm? you wanna show me just how good you can be?"

you gulped, nodding your head as your eyes flicking from sophia’s cock to her face. her smile was warm, but her eyes were intense, and you could see the desire within them. you knew that you were in for a rigorous training session, but you were more than ready to please her.

as you got down on your knees, sophia placed the tip of her cock at the entrance to your mouth. you felt a shiver run down your spine as the head of the cock pressed against your tongue, and then, with a gentle push, sophia began to ease her way into your throat.

"good girl," she praised, her voice dripping with approval as you started to take her cock deeper into your mouth. you could feel the ridges of the veins rubbing against your tongue, and the heat of her skin radiating through your lips.

sophia started to move her hips slowly, her cock sliding in and out of your throat in a rhythm that was both soothing and exhilarating. you started to swallow around her cock, feeling the muscles in your throat contract and release as you tried to please sophia.

"that’s it, baby," she whimpered, her hands gently stroking your hair as she continued to fuck your throat. "you’re doing so well. you’re taking all of mommy’s big cock so–ah–good."

as you continued to deepthroat her dick, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. you were doing exactly what she wanted, and the praise and attention from her was intoxicating.

suddenly, sophia stopped moving, her cock still deep in your throat. she pulled back slightly, her eyes scanning your face with an intensity that made you shiver.

"are you ready for mommy to go deeper?" sophia asked, her voice low and seductive. "are you ready to show mommy just how deep you can take her?"

you nodded eagerly, your throat still pulsing from the previous thrusts. she smiled, her eyes lighting up with excitement, and then she began to push her cock deeper into your throat once again.

as her cock reached the back of your throat, you could feel your gag reflex kicking in. but you were determined to take all of her, so you forced yourself to swallow, taking it even deeper into your throat.

"oh jesus baby, so good." sophia praised, her hips starting to move again as she fucked your throat with a renewed intensity. "you want mommy’s babies down your throat? hm? you want that?" you could feel your throat starting to ache, but you didn't care.

and then, just as you thought you couldn't take anymore, you heard a loud whine, you knew she was close.

you hallowed your mouth and bobbed your head as you saw sophia’s face contort, her dick throbbing throughout the walls of your mouth.

“c-close baby, mm keep doing that–“ her hands gripped the couch as you felt spurts of come down your throat, her mouth slacked open and her eyes shut.

she pulled out of your throat, her eyes scanning your face with a mixture of admiration and desire. "you did so well, baby," sophia said, her voice husky with lust. "my good girl."

as sophia pulled you to your feet, you could feel the ache in your throat, but you also felt a sense of accomplishment.

—

this was very rushed😓ill have something better out by tomorrow🤞

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SOFT SPOT

sophia laforteza x fem reader

req! - "Sophia and fem reader (who’s also part of Katseye) where reader likes sophia but doesnt do anything about it cuz she thinks that Sophia only sees her as a friend /sister, except she also has feelings for her."

a/n - added a small twist to this anon hope that’s okay!!

wc - 2.2k

the late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of your room, casting a warm glow over scattered sheets of paper and empty coffee cups. the walls are decorated with posters of some of your favourite music artists, beabadoobee’s latest album “this is how tomorrow moves” playing softly in the background. your desk is cluttered with notebooks, pens, your trusty guitar laying down beside you on your bed, waiting for you to play it again.

you sat cross-legged in your chair, your notebook in front of you, the pages filled with messy scrawls and half-formed ideas. you tap your pencil continuously against your chin, deep in thought, trying to find the perfect lines to use for lyrics for your group’s upcoming comeback.

“okay, think,” you murmur to yourself, glancing at the window where the last rays of sunlight illuminated the room. “what do i wanna say?”

you let out a soft groan, frustrated as you scribble out a line about longing. you toss your pencil aside, and lean back against the chair, letting out a deep sigh. what if i wrote about friendship? about how strong our bond is? but then, another thought crossed your mind– what if i made it more personal?

as you sat on the idea some more, your thoughts eventually drifted to sophia– the way her laughter brightened even the worst days, how her support made you feel invincible, and the friendly glances she’d give you that sent your heart racing. you felt your cheeks redden at the thought, but quickly shake your head, trying to refocus.

just then, there as a soft knock at the door, and it swung open to reveal sophia, holding your favourite snack in one hand and the same bright smile on her face that made your heart swoon. “hey, i thought you might need a little snack,” she said, stepping into the room.

you felt your heart skip a beat, this girl was a literal angel. “sophia, you didn’t have to.”

the filipina shrugged, her eyes sparkling. “i know you’ve been working hard on the lyrics. you need to eat something.”

at sophia’s words, you feel a rush of warmth spread through you, your earlier frustrations easily dismantled and fading. “thanks, soph.”

sophia grinned at your thank you, sitting down on the edge of your bed. “no problem, i need to make sure everyone’s doing well anyway. what’re you working on?”

“just some ideas for our comeback,” you say, trying to sound casual. “but i’m stuck.”

she leans in loser, peering at the notebook. “can i see?”

you feel yourself hesitate, how could you possibly show your lyrics to the girl you were thinking of while writing them? “uh, it’s a bit of a mess though…”

“that’s fine, i just wanna help out a little!” sophia spoke excitedly, her smile bright.

damn, how could you say no to that?

with a reluctant smile, you hand over your notebook. “don’t judge too harshly yet,” you chuckle, “i’m not done cooking.”

the filipina scanned the scribbles written down in your notebook, her brow furrowing in concentration. “this part here is interesting. it sounds like you’re writing about someone important.”

you feel yourself swallow, nervous. “it’s just about friendship… i think.”

sophia shoots you a teasing look, “you think?”

“okay, maybe not i think.” you laugh lightly, “but i’m trying write a song about feelings in general y’know?” you fidget lightly, pointing to a specific line. ‘don’t like anybody, tell me why it’s different with you.’

the 2002 girl tilted her head, a playful grin on her lips. “you sure this isn’t about anybody in mind?”

you feel your face flush at sophia’s remark, “no, no. just feelings in general. like i said.” you didn’t wanna risk sophia finding out, but you swear you could see a flicker of disappointment in her eyes as you said that.

sophia huffed lightly, putting on a light smile. “okay, okay. whatever you say.” she continued reading some lyrics, before pointing to one. “here, read this line: ‘i don’t say it much ‘cause i just always thought you knew.’ that’s pretty relatable.”

that lyric continues onto the next part, ‘it’s what you do to me, i’m wrapped around your finger and it can’t stop.’ 

you sigh, seeing the empty after that line, “this is where i’m stuck. i just can’t find the right words to finish it.”

sophia nodded thoughtfully beside you, giggling lightly. “i thought i’d be more help but i’m stuck too, y/n. but from the looks of it, it looks like you've got everything already.”

you roll your eyes lightly, chuckling, “yeah, everything except for the finishing line.”

sophia gets up from your bed, “you’ve already set a good momentum for the rest of the song, y/n. i think the next part should just really come from the heart.”

with those last words, sophia left your room, closing the door gently behind her.

-

a few days had passed since sophia last saw your lyrics. the group’s weekly movie night tradition was tonight, and it was yours and sophia’s turn to grab snacks for the group. you thought about what she said last time, ‘i think the next part should just really come from the heart.’

pulling into the convenience store parking lot, you parked the car and took a deep breath, the scent of vanilla and lavender wafting through your nose from sophia’s perfume. the sun had long set, leaving the city bathed in a soft glow from street lamps and shop signs. you could feel the slight chill in the air, a reminder that autumn was settling in.

sophia unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door, her energy palpable as she stepped out into the night. but as you joined her, you noticed how she seemed to slow down, a calmness enveloping her in the quieter atmosphere.

“ready to pick out some snacks?” she asked, her voice warm and inviting, but with a relaxed cadence that felt right for the moment.

“absolutely,” you replied, feeling a smile creep onto your face. together, you walked toward the entrance, the flickering neon lights reflecting off the glass doors. inside, the air was warm, a nice contrast to the cool and crisp breeze of the night.

the store was mostly quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional rustle of a shopper in the distance. you could feel the weight of the day lifting off your shoulders as you moved through the aisles, the familiarity of the store easing any lingering tension.

“let’s start with chips,” sophia suggested, her tone casual as she walked beside you. you both gravitated toward the snack aisle, the shelves stocked with vibrant bags of chips and popcorn.

“what do you think about these?” you asked, holding up a bag piattos, a favourite of sophia’s.

“perfect choice,” she nodded, her voice soothing, as she smiled softly. “but we should probably get some doritos too.”

as you tossed the two bags of chips into the basket, sophia’s eyes scanned the shelves. “oh, we gotta get popcorn, i think we ran out last time.” 

“salty or sweet?’

“why not both?” sophia grins, putting in two bags of popcorn into the basket as well.

the two of you continued shopping for snacks that the entire group would enjoy, your basket gradually filling with an assortment of treats. after a final sweep of the aisles, you headed toward the checkout, the basket now brimming with goodies.

once everything was paid for, you stepped back outside, the cool night hair hitting you again. the city lights illuminated your surroundings, creating a beautiful backdrop for the evening. 

“alright, let’s load these up.” you began to load the back of your car with the snacks, arranging them carefully.

sophia joined you, lifting a bag of chips with a playful grin. “snack strength training,” she joked, pretending to lift it like a weight.

you laugh softly, shaking your head at sophia’s antics, continuing to put the snacks inside. once everything was accounted for, you both got into your car, with you settling into the driver’s seat. the engine hummed softly back to life, and you puled out of the parking lot, merging onto the quiet streets.

the drive back felt serene. the soft tunes of ariana grande’s vocals filled the car, with sophia obviously on aux. the city lights flickered past like fireflies, and you could feel a sense of peace washing over you.

“so, what’s on the movie lineup tonight?” sophia asked, glancing over at you, her eyes reflecting curiosity.

“manon has picks for tonight.” you chuckle softly, “knowing her, i think she’ll make us watch twilight tonight.”

-

like you expected, you were now watching the entire twilight saga for your group movie night, courtesy of manon. you were sitting on the edge of the couch, a bowl of caramel popcorn nestles in your lap, while sophia sat beside you, laughing at the cheesy lines.

“i can’t believe she just jumped off that cliff,” daniela exclaims, her eyes wide with disbelief. “like, really? is that how you solve your problems?”

“seriously! just talk to someone,” lara pipes in, rolling her eyes dramatically.

sophia nudged you with her shoulder, giggling. “I can see why twilight is a must see now.”

as the film progressed, the atmosphere shifted slightly, the warm glow of the tv flickered, casting shadows around the room, and you could see that sophia was slowly drifting. her head began to lean against your shoulder, her breathing softening.

“hey, don’t fall asleep on me, i can’t do this without your commentary.” you whisper playfully, but the words barely made it past your lips as her eyes fluttered shut.

a few moments later, you noticed her peaceful breathing, a cute and comforting sound that filled the space. you smiled, knowing she had fully succumbed to sleep.

you didn’t want to disturb her, but you also knew she wouldn’t be comfortable sleeping on the couch.

“hey, i’ll be right back,” you whispered to the others, who gave you a nod or a thumbs up.

you carefully lifted the sleeping girl, her arms wrapping around your neck, holding on tightly, at the action, you could feel the eyes of your fellow members on you two, giggling lightly. “so gentlewomanly of you, y/n” megan teases.

you ignore the teasing remarks of your members as you made your way to her room, carrying her securely, the nervous flutter in your stomach going crazy.

once inside, you laid her gently on the bed, but she tightened her grip, pulling you down beside her. “stay,” she whispered, her voice a mix of sleepiness and a hint of something more.

you couldn’t help but laugh softly, your heart racing at the closeness. “alright, just for a minute,” you replied, careful to keep your tone light so as to not wake the sleeping filipina.

as you settled beside her, the warmth of her body against yours sent your heart and mind racing. “sophia,” you said, feeling the need to break the silence, “you’re kinda clingy when you sleep.”

the said girl let out a soft giggle, her eyes still fluttering closed. “i just feel safe, i guess,” she replied, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. “but seriously, your heart is beating really fast right now. are you nervous or something?”

caught off guard, you felt your cheeks heat up. “uhm, i might be a little… surprised?” you stammered, not sure how to not give yourself away completely.

sophia’s eyes finally opened fully, and she turned to look at you, her gaze steady and warm. “you know,” she said, her voice softening, as if she was letting you in on a secret. “i’ve got a soft spot for you, y/n.”

your heart raced at her words, the warmth flooding your chest felt like something straight out of the songs you were trying to write. “i…” you started, but the words got caught in your throat. “is that so?” you finally managed, trying to sound cool, but your voice wavered.

“yeah,” she replied, her expression earnest. “i really do, you’re special to me.”

in that moment, everything felt charged with unspoken words and lingering glances. you could feel the truth of your feelings bubbling just beneath the surface, and all you wanted was to translate that into the lyrics you had struggled with for days.

“sophia,” you whispered, the vulnerability in your voice palpable. “i’ve been trying to write a song, and it’s about… well, about feelings. and you–”

before you could finish, she brushed her fingers against your cheek, silencing you just for a moment. “i know. just write what you feel, y/n. just like we talked about.”

those words hung in the air, igniting something deep within you. “you’re right. i think i know how to finish it now.”

sophia smiled, her eyes sparkling from encouragement. “good. just remember, i’ll always be your biggest fan, y/n.”

with a mix of hope and happiness, you leaned in closer, feeling the warmth of the moment envelop you both. you realized that you didn’t need to hide our feelings any longer. the lyrics were right there, waiting for you to pour your heart out.

‘you know i got a soft spot for you’

a/n - this songs been on loop LMAO

[nakylvr]

— (NOT SO) MERRY CHRISTMAS

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

summary: after seeing sophia for some time now, you thought it'd be good to surprise her with a gift for the holidays before she goes back home. only to discover a few things.

warnings/tags: angst, language, established relationship, cheating, not proofread

don't ask how i came up with this cause idk! its short but here 🤲

staring at the neat, prettily made present you had made the day prior, you're not sure why you're hesitating. you're parked in your car in front of sophia's house, tapping your fingers on the steering wheel in the rhythm of the song playing through the car's speakers. maybe because this was the first time you deliberately thought out a gift and tried to do your absolute best to make sure it was perfect. maybe because it was also the first time you were getting a gift for someone you really loved and cared about. with a deep breath, you get out of the car and start making your way to the front door.

as you approach the house, you can faintly hear music playing inside. the familiar christmas music echoing through the walls outside. peeking your head through the window near the door, you can see sophia in the kitchen from afar, making a small smile form on your face. then, as you take another step towards the door, you freeze, the smile instantly fading away.

a girl walks from the other room, going over to sophia and wrapping her arms around her, and then kissing her. your heart drops to your stomach at the scene, your eyes glancing between the door you were two steps away from and the woman you thought was your girlfriend kissing someone else. you can feel your throat closing up, and you don't know what to do.

looking down at the gift in your hands, you can feel tears prickling in your eyes. looking back up, your teary eyes go wide when they meet sophia's through the window. seeing the way her face drops, you hastily set the present down on the porch before going back to your car.

you hear the front door open and slam shut, you hear your name being called, you hear the hurried footsteps from behind you, but it doesn't make you stop. the second you put your hand on the door handle of your car, another hand grabs it and yanks you away from it.

"yn, baby, i can explain," is the first sentence to come from sophia's mouth, making you finally look at her.

"explain what?" your voice cracks. "that-that you're seeing someone else?"

the destroyed look on your face makes it all even worse for sophia who's trying to quickly come up with some sort of reason for it, but failing. "i'm not– it's nothing, i swear!"

"you were just kissing!" you exclaimed, the tears in your eyes nearing the point of falling. "i'm not stupid, sophia! i-i just wanted to give you your gift before you leave a-and it was just a waste! a fucking waste!"

there are tears streaming down your face as you start yelling at sophia, and she's to stunned to speak, not knowing what to do or how to fix this. she tries to reach for your hand, but you instantly pull away and take a step back from her. "yn, please, let me explain," she says, her voice shaky.

"no!" you shake your head furiously. "yo-you never really loved me, did you?"

sophia's eyes go wide at your question, and the way your voice got so quiet that she could barely hear it. her heart breaks at the look on your face along with the tears falling down your cheeks. "i do, of course i do," she responds. "she– that is nothing, i swear. you have to listen to me."

"then why weren't you answering my texts? i told you i was on my way and you never responded. y-you always say that you'll find a way to respond, and yet i texted you multiple times a-and you never answered." you can't even look at her anymore, your hands balled up into fists covering your eyes as the tears pour. "why would you lie to me?"

"i would never lie to you," sophia says, hesitantly reaching her hands out to grab yours. "you have to understand, yn, please."

you pry your hands out of her grip, shaking your head. "there's nothing to understand here. you thought you could sneak around and not get caught. well guess what, sophia? they always get caught." you manage to get out as strongly as you can, unlocking your car and opening the door, getting in and shutting it.

"yn, please just let me explain!" sophia looks at you through the window, her voice raising slightly so you could hear over the music that started playing.

you roll down your window just slightly to speak through it. "enjoy your christmas, sophia," you tell her before rolling it up again, and putting your car in drive to leave.

sophia stares at your car as you drive off and leave her line of sight, tears in her eyes as she glances around. she can suddenly feel the cold air hitting her skin as she falls back into reality of what just happened, wiping the stray tears that had trailed down her cheeks. she stands outside for a while, almost hoping you would come back, but you never do. she slowly walks back up to the porch, reaching down and grabbing the present you brought before walking inside. she doesn't utter a word except "get out" as she walks past the mistake she made, going up to her room with the gift in her hands.

sitting on her bed, she takes the card out from under the ribbon you tied around the box, opening it and seeing your handwriting.

'i thought it might be a good idea to get you something that reminded you of home, so i made this for you. i hope you like it. i love you.' signed with your initials at the bottom.

putting the card down, she slowly undoes the ribbon and peels off the wrapping paper you put so much work into making look pretty. when she opens the box, it reveals a portrait – hand drawn – of the picture originally taken with her family with you and her in the middle when you came with her to visit them last year. she immediately remembers the picture you were referring to, which makes tears quickly form in her eyes again as she stares at it for a long while.

sophia grabs her phone and goes to your contact, her thumb hovering over the call button as she hesitates to press it. after a minute or two, she sighs and turns her phone off, knowing better than to call you when you're so upset. she puts the portrait on her dresser and then sits back down on the bed, looking down at the ground. "fuck."

you end up driving to your friend daniela's place, who immediately brought you inside once she saw the sight of you, taking you up to her bedroom to get away from her family downstairs. you didn't say much except mumble a few words that explain what happened, making the latina's eyes widen when she processes it.

"everything will be okay," daniela tells you, sitting next to you on her bed with your head leaning on her shoulder. "you can stay here for the night."

"are you sure?" you murmur quietly. "i don't want to intrude your family's holidays."

"they love you, you know that they wouldn't mind you being here," she replies, grabbing your hand and rubbing her thumb across your knuckles. "do you want some food? i can bring it up to you."

you meekly shake your head, curling up closer into the latina's side as you mumble a response. "i just want to sit here."

"okay," daniela nods. she glances down at you, seeing the tear stained marks on your cheeks and wondering just how much you cried within the half an hour it happened and you drove over here. "you'll be okay, i promise," she whispers quietly.

a hum leaves your throat in response, closing your eyes as you finally begin to relax. "thank you for being here, dani," you murmur.

"of course. i'll always be here for you, no matter what," daniela replies, hearing your breathing starting to slow to a calm level nearing the edge of sleep. she turns off the lamp lighting the room, leaving you two in the dark as she lays you down on the bed, pulling the blanket over you as you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. her gaze lingers on you for a moment before she forces herself to look away and up at the ceiling, letting out a short sigh. what a great christmas.

[theofficalnarrator]

Old With You

Summary: Some moments of Sophia and Y/N acting like an old married couple. Currently playing: Old With You by Grent Perez

Warnings: Both are kinda mean occasionally, some angst, fluffy!

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[INTRO]: KATSEYE SOPHIA AND Y/N BEING AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE FOR 12 MINUTES STRAIGHT (GAY)

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[CUT TO: Soft music plays as the screen fades in from black, revealing the exterior of the Katseye house. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue over the neighborhood. The camera zooms in on the front door, which swings open to reveal Sophia, still in her pajamas, a bright smile on her face.]

“Good morning, everyone! Welcome to a ‘Day in the Life of Katseye!’ We’re so excited to take you along with us today!”, The Filipina says, all too brightly for the morning. The camera crew follows Sophia as she walks into the kitchen, where the smell of coffee fills the air. She heads straight for the coffee maker, pouring herself a steaming cup. The leader makes a show, grabbing the cup and sniffing the bittersweet aroma of the coffee, taking a dramatic sip. She then turns to the camera

"Now, let’s see if we can wake up Y/N.”

[CUT TO: The camera shifts to Y/N’s bedroom door. Sophia knocks lightly before opening it, revealing Y/N still snuggled under the covers, her hair a messy halo around her head.]

[she's so cute omg]

“Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Time to wake up!”, Sophia says, opening the blinds, sunlight streaming through.

Y/N groans, turning away from the light, her voice muffled by the pillow. “Five more minutes, please…”

Sophia rolls her eyes, a grin spreading across her face as she approaches the bed. She's keeping her calm in front of the Geffen staff, her smile forced. This was the 5th time the sleepy girl had said that.

 “You said that five minutes ago! Come on, I made coffee! It’s the good stuff!”, Sophia says brightly, pulling the blanket off of Y/N.

[CUT TO: A close-up of Y/N’s face as she cracks one eye open, squinting at the light.]

“Some people need their beauty sleep…”, Y/N says, turning and shoving her face into the pillow. "Course you wouldn't know that." Sophia chuckles, sitting on the edge of the bed and playfully ruffling Y/N’s hair.

When the camera crew move the camera away for a second, Sophia leans in and whispers, "Get the fuck up, bitch, and drop the attitude".

When Sophia notices the camera crew moving the camera back she smiles again and animatedly says ,“Beauty sleep? You’re already beautiful, even with bedhead! But seriously, you’ll miss out on pancakes if you keep snoozing.”

Y/N finally sits up, the blankets slipping down to her waist, revealing her pajama shirt which is cropped Jungkook Princess Diana shirt that she stole from a certain K-pop fan.

She rubs her eyes and lets out a dramatic sigh. “Fine, fine. You win. But only because you promised me pancakes for breakfast.”

Sophia laughs, “I did promise, didn’t I? But only if you help me make them. Deal?” Y/N grumbles and nods. Sophia stands up, heading toward the kitchen with a playful glint in her eyes, thankful that Y/N dropped the attitude... for now.

[CUT TO: The camera follows them into the kitchen, where the morning light brightens the space. Y/N joins Sophia, who is already gathering ingredients for pancakes.]

Y/N stretches, her shirt riding up, causing Sophia to poke her stomach. Y/N swats her hand away, giving the camera a "Look at this guy" look. Sophia giggles, and the two begin to prepare breakfast together, their playful banter filling the air.

“Alright, let’s get started! First, we need flour, eggs, and—”

“And chocolate chips! Don’t forget the chocolate chips!”, Y/N interrupts.

[domestic sophy/n]

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[CUT TO: Soft music illuminates the letters "Katseye at the Grocery Store". The scene transitions to a bustling grocery store, filled with the sounds of chatter and laughter. The camera focuses on Sophia, Y/N, and Yoonchae walking through the aisles.]

Sophia and Yoonchae are walking in front, Y/N behind them pushing a grocery cart. “Hey, Eyekons! We’re here at the grocery store with our favorite little troublemaker, Yoonchae!” Sophia announces, her voice cheerful as she gestures to the youngest member of their group, who is bouncing with excitement.

[they're like a family they're like a family they're l- *GUNSHOTS*]

Yoonchae, with her playful grin, looks up at Sophia. “Can we get some candy? Pleeeeeease?” She tugs at Sophia’s sleeve, her enthusiasm infectious. It's clear staying with the Kats has improved her English and made her a lot more spoiled.

Sophia raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “You know the rules, Yoonchip. Too much sugar isn’t good for you. We’re here to shop for groceries, not sweets.”

Y/N, who has been quietly observing, smirks at Sophia’s stern expression. “Come on, Soph. A little treat won’t hurt.”

Sophia narrows her eyes at Y/N. “You’re not helping, you know. We’re supposed to be responsible adults here.”

Y/N shrugs, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips. “Responsible adults can have fun too. Right, Yoonchip?” The youngest responds with a vigorous nod, her excitement bubbling over.

Sophia sighs dramatically, but there’s a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “Fine, but just one treat. And then we’re back to business, okay?” Yoonchae cheers, and the trio heads toward the candy aisle.

[CUT TO: Inside the candy aisle, colorful jars of sweets line the shelves. Yoonchae’s eyes widen as she takes in the sugary paradise.]

Yoonchae is practically bouncing on her toes. “Can I get gummy bears? Please?”

Sophia shakes her head, trying to maintain her composure. “You can pick one thing, and that’s it. Remember, we have to eat healthy. Diet.”

Yoonchae pouts, but Y/N leans down to whisper conspiratorially, “I’ll get you some gummy bears on the side, okay? Just don’t tell Sophia.” Yoonchae’s eyes light up, and she nods eagerly.

Sophia, oblivious to the secret plan, continues to browse the store. “Alright, pick your one treat, Yoonchae. We don’t have all day. The Korean girl quickly grabs a bag of gummy bears, her face beaming with joy.

As they head to the checkout, Y/N discreetly slips a second bag of gummy bears onto the conveyor belt, winking at Yoonchae, who stifles a giggle.

[CUT TO: Outside the candy store, Sophia is checking her phone, while Y/N and Yoonchae share a knowing look.]

“Thank you, Y/N!” Yoonchae whisper-yells, her eyes sparkling.

Y/N ruffles Yoonchae’s hair. “Just don’t let Sophia find out, okay? It’ll be our little secret.”

Sophia looks up, sensing something. “What are you two whispering about?”

“Nothing!” The two say in unison.

[CUT TO: The two schemers give the camera and wink and a parting wave, Sophia somewhere in the back talking about what to make for dinner, still oblivious.]

[I just know y/n would be a good mom]

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[CUT TO: The scene transitions to a cozy, softly lit interview room. The camera is set up to capture the Katseye girls sitting side by side on a comfortable couch. A warm ambiance surrounds them, with gentle music playing in the background. The interviewer, off-camera, begins to ask questions.]

“So, you guys have been through quite a journey together. What’s it like living with each other day in and day out?”

Sophia smiles, her eyes sparkling with affection as she glances at each of the girls, her eyes lingering slightly on Y.N. However, there’s a hint of vulnerability in her expression as she raises her mic to her lips.

“Honestly, it’s like being in a friendship. We bicker a lot", She says as she giggles softly ,"but at the end of the day, we love each other fiercely. These girls are my rock.”

Lara squeezes Sophia’s hand gently, offering her silent support. Sophia takes a deep breath, her voice wavering slightly as she continues. “But sometimes, it can be overwhelming. I mean, we’re both trying to navigate our careers and personal lives, and it can get really emotional.”

The camera zooms in on Sophia’s face, capturing the glimmer of tears forming in her eyes. Y/N immediately notices, her expression shifting to one of concern.

“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to talk about anything that makes you uncomfortable.” The other girls agree, quick to support their leader.

[AHHH, she's touching someone willingly! AHHH]

Sophia shakes her head, a small smile breaking through her emotional state. She chuckles, sniffling, “No, I want to. I just… sometimes I feel like I’m not doing enough, you know? Like I’m letting everyone down.”

Y/N leans closer, wrapping an arm around Sophia’s shoulders, pulling her in for a comforting embrace. The camera captures the tenderness of the moment, showcasing their deep bond. Sophia leans into Y/N, resting her head on her shoulder, visibly calming down. Y/N gently strokes her arm, providing a sense of safety and warmth.

[not y/n 'I hate physical contact' l/n cuddling w Sophia ON NATIONAL TV]

“... And these girls are always there to comfort me" Sophia says. "I don’t know what I’d do without them. They always know how to make me feel better.”

The girls smile softly, Y/N brushing a strand of hair behind Sophia’s ear. The camera captures the intimacy of the moment. SophY/N shippers were fed well that night.

“That’s what teammates are for, right?," Daniela says, as she rubs Sophia's shoulder ,"We lift each other up.” Sophia nods, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She takes a deep breath, visibly relaxing in Y/N’s embrace.

The room falls into a comfortable silence, the camera panning over each member before the inertviewer speaks again. “It’s clear you guys have a strong connection. How do you support each other during tough times?”

Sophia taps Y/N's hand. After a silent conversation with her eyes, Sophia raises her mic to Y/N's lips. She gently squeezes Sophia’s hand, before continuing. “We communicate. We talk about our feelings, even when it’s hard. And we make sure to be there for each other, no matter what. It’s all about teamwork.”

[my sophy/n heart- JUST GET MARRIED ALREADY]

The girls nods in agreement. Sophia's expression softening as she looks at Y/N with admiration. The camera captures the warmth between them, the way they lean into each other, creating a bubble of comfort amidst the emotional conversation. “And I wouldn’t trade that for anything. We’re a team, and I’m proud of us.”, Y/N finishes. The girls dramatically "awww", making the girl roll her eyes. It's rare of Y/N to show vulnerability and be soft, but the girls (and Eyekons) aren't complaining.

[CUT TO: The scene zooms out, the interviewer moving onto the next question. Sophia and Y/N still sitting close for the rest of the interview.]

[your honor, they're in love]

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[CUT TO: The scene transitions to a bright, airy interview room with a modern aesthetic. Y/N is seated comfortably on a stylish chair, a playful smile on her face. The interviewer, off-camera, poses a question.]

“Y/N, I heard that you did martial arts as a kid. Wow! That goes into my next question, a small, playful one... Who do you think in Katseye you can win in a fight?”

Y/N leans back, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she thinks for a moment. She suddenly puts on a playful serious face, her tone monotone.

"Well firstly... I would never hit Yoonchae". The interviewer, audience, and the girls chuckles, and Y/N leans in, clearly enjoying the moment.

"No, seriously! I am completely against hitting little kids...," The camera captures Y/N’s playful smirk as she continues ,"... on the topic of not hitting little kids. I also would never hit the elderly, so Manon and Sophia are out of the pic-"

[oop you didn't have to clock them like that y/n]

The camera zooms out of Y/N’s face, capturing her infectious laughter as she's punched on her arm by Sophia. The Filipina blows a stray strand that came loose form her pony off of her face, as she glares at Y/N, who's too bust clutching her stomach in laughter.

[are we all sure Sophia didn't also do martial arts?]

[CUT TO: The scene fades out, leaving the audience laughing, Sophia's face still red and angry.]

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[CUT TO: The scene opens with a softly lit room. The camera is set up for a Weverse live, with Sophia sitting on the bed, her hair slightly tousled and a bright smile on her face. The atmosphere is warm and inviting, with fairy lights twinkling in the background.]

“Ooooh, someone asked, "What's the Kats love language". Thats a good one...”, Sophia thinks for a second. "I know Lara is big on words of affirmation. She's all of our biggest hype girl. Dani likes physical contact. Manon too... Y/N..." Sophia glances toward the bedroom door, a playful glint in her eyes as she smiles mischievously.

"...speaking of which…,” She calls out playfully, "Y/N! Can you come here for a second?”

[CUT TO: The camera shifts to the door as Y/N walks in, looking slightly confused.]

[good lord how can she look good in a hoodie and sweats, BARK BARK WOOF WOO-]

The newcomer briefly waves at the camera and then turns to Sophia. “What’s up?”

Sophia grins, gesturing for Y/N to come closer. “Can you help me with something?...”

Y/N raises an eyebrow, suspicious with Sophia's singsong tone. “Oh? What do you need? Or are you just trying to get me to do your chores again?”

Sophia giggles, shaking her head. “No, no! I was thinking more along the lines of a massage. You know, to help me relax after a long day.”

Y/N crosses her arms, feigning seriousness. Sophia's not one to ask her to come on lives in general and now asking for a massage? Then again, who was she to be suspicious of. Y/N sighs and sits down next to Sophia.

Sophia lays her feet out and the other girl starts massaging the leader's sock-covered feet. The camera captures the relaxed atmosphere as Sophia leans back, enjoying the moment. Finally, Y/N breaks the silence with her usual snarky comment.

 “You know, if I give you a massage, does that mean I get a gold star or something?”

Sophia rolls her eyes, a smile flitting across her glossed lips. She throws a pillow at Y/N (who avoids it). "...But seriously, it means a lot to me when you do things like this.”

[they're so cute I'm gonna combust]

Y/N smirks, seeing an opportunity to tease Sophia. “So, if I vacuum the floors or cook dinner, that’s like a love letter to you?” The leader simply scoffs and pushes the younger.

[CUT TO: The camera is moved by Sophia, who is a lot closer. She smirks and whispers so only Eyekons hear]

"... and Y/N's love language is acts of service."

"What are you whispering about over there?"

'Nothing!"

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Took a break form writing a Megan fic. That one's gonna be LOOONG. anyways hope you enjoyed this!.

[grahstumhurts]

Girlfriend Sophia thoughts

Gf!Sophia is the type of girlfriend that when you guys are doing an interview of some sort, will hold your hand when your nervous.

Gf!Sophia always pays close attention when your speaking.

Gf!Sophia will pass the mic when she knows you have either a story or something that connects to the questions asked.

Gf!Sophia learns how to cook your favourite meal, no matter how hard it may be.

Gf!Sophia is so cuddly, will always wanna cuddle with you when you guys have downtime.

Gf!Sophia will just spoon you, whether thats being the big or small spoon. And will watch tiktoks together with you, giggling at the funny ones and then tapping your phone to like it.

Gf!Sophia has a designated blanket on the couch for the two of you when you cuddle.

Gf!Sophia will send you either tiktoks or reels that she wants to make with you or that she knows you will find funny

Gf!Sophia always offers you to buy your favourite drink

A/N RHDHSFHJK im literally geeked out for sophia like all i crave is domesticity

[sjywrites]

Hii can I request Sophia x reader academic rivals? 🥺 u can do whatever u want w the plot pretty much please and thank u so much <3 :)

༊*·˚ ACADEMIC RIVALS LOVERS?

𝓢ophia 𝓛aforteza x 𝓖n!reader. (no pronouns used). 𝓖enre. fluff, angst if you squint 𝓢ypnosis. our two favourite academic rivals have a lil fight, but the situation turns bad, and people realize their feelings. 𝓦𝓒 . 824 𝓒𝓦 . mentions of being hospitalised (sophia), a little angsty!

𝓝ote! this is a little messy since I wrote it during one of my breaks, but please lmk if you want like a part two cuz I really liked this plot!

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This is purely fiction and is not meant to interpret how the idols act in real life!

,, not proofread + english is not my first language ! ೃ⁀➷

At this point it didn’t even matter if you were better than everyone, you just had to be better than her. It started off very simple, both of you wanted to be better than everyone, academically that is. Eagerly waiting to get tests back and see who got a higher score, a smug grin on one's face when they got a better result than the other. No harm in that right? Wrong, that’s what started all of this.

Sophia walked towards me with her head held high, her uniform as neat as ever and her hair styled in a way making her look almost angelic. Wait, what? “What were your results?” She said, slamming her paper on top of my desk, I shook out of my daydreaming to answer her. “96.” I said while looking down in my maths book, trying to solve an equation but still focusing on what she would respond. She looks away and a teasing smirk spreads on her lips, and moves the finger that covered her results, 97. “Guess I’m just better than you huh?” She said proudly, staring down at me “Just because you got one point more than me doesn’t mean you’re better than me.” I said, pouting a little at her accusation.

Lately I’ve been feeling kind of… weird? Even if Sophia gets a higher score than me, I can’t find it in me to give a fuck. “Well, you’ve been slacking off a lot lately, I’ve gotten higher scores than you on the last four tests. So, I think that makes it obvious who's smarter!” Sophia states like it was the most obvious answer to what I said. Staring at her for a moment, I reply. “I've been busy okay, not everyone has that much free time to spend on studying, and you're talented in general, no wonder you get high scores” She looks shocked at my statement, then she smirks a little, “Did you just admit that I'm smart?” She looked proud in some way or another, “Not what I meant Sophia, but whatever floats your boat.” I grab my things from the desk and walk outside the classroom to my locker, a little frustrated at the whole situation. I did miss her response,

“I study that much so you won't think I'm stupid.”

A week goes by, no Sophia in sight. She missed two assignments, she's usually here every day. Even if she's sick, which I don't get why she does, but still. Did something happen to her? Was it something I did?

“You've been zoning out for the past like, three periods, what is going on with you today?” Lara, my best friend asks. “Do you know where Sophia is?” I ask, not really thinking before I ask. “Why do you want to know, don't you guys like, hate each other?” She looks at me with a very questionable look, suspecting something I cannot grasp, “Yes? No? I don't know Lara, but do you know where she is?” I say, a little confused and concerned. She looks at me with sad eyes before replying, “Y/N, Sophia got really sick out of nowhere, I heard she's at the hospital.” My eyes blew wide at the shocking news, why didn't she tell me? No, why would she do that? We're not even friends.

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Am I really doing this? I think to myself as I open the hospital doors and stumble up to the kind-looking man in the lobby. I strike up a casual conversation with him as he guides me to a room, I thank him quickly before he scurries away.

There in the little window on the door I see her, Sophia's sitting down on the bed. Her hair is a mess and her clothes look ridiculous, it looks like she hasn't slept for a few days too. I gently open the door and her gaze falls upon me, it's easier to see her face now. She looks tired, really tired. “Hey…” I say, she looks away from me and cuddles up in her sitting position. “What are you doing here?” she tries to sound annoyed, but it just comes out in a tired huff. “I heard what happened, I… was worried about you. I brought some notes from the classes you missed.” She looks shocked at my confession, she relaxes her posture and her gaze becomes soft. “Thank you… I really appreciate it.” She smiles a little as she grabs the papers I handed her, our hands touching softly.

I look at her, really look at her. For the first time actually having time to admire how pretty she looks, how perfect her flaws are. “I just came to give you that… so if you don't need anything else, I'll go.” I turn around to walk away, grabbing the door knob and turning it around, “Wait! Will you… please stay with me a little longer, I need it.

I need you.”

this is so messy I'm sorrrrryyyy!! I wanted to post something today at least :((

[sillymommy6969]

—𝕾UBTLE & SECRET PT. 2

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

summary: some more moments eyekons have found of their favourite ship. it’s getting harder and harder for dann/n to be subtle and secret…

warnings: none, more fluffy moments

part i

DANI & Y/N FORGETTING THEIR PR TRAINING FOR 14 MINUTES GAY (PART 2)

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to the one year anniversary live, the video titled, “Happy First KATSEYE Day”. Daniela and Y/N were sitting where Sophia and Lara were in that video. As Manon tried to explain her answer to a question Yoonchae asked, the camera seemed much more interested in a certain duo than their centre.

“No, because I know for a fact Lara takes the longest to get ready. Girlie has a hair and fit routine that takes so much longer than an hour,” Manon practically yelled, “No—Sophia, stop! Trust, Lara is the one who takes the longest.”

As they bickered back and forth about who was right, the video zoomed in on Daniela and Y/N. The Latina, in a sheer top and her hair pulled back a bit was sitting with her leg crossed, body leaning towards Y/N, who had a hand caressing the fishnets Daniela was wearing. The older Katseye member didn’t seem to realize they were sitting that close together, her head resting on Daniela’s shoulder.

The video editor cuts to Megan beside Manon, second to last on the couch, making note of the way the redhead eyed the two of them with a dramatic grimace.

[ Megan’s sick of their PDA I know it ]

“This question is about Dani,” Yoonchae read off her card. Manon and Sophia perked up in their seats, ready to dominate the game once again as their youngest made her way through the words on her list. “Which rnb artist has Dani been listening to on repeat lately?”

Manon and Sophia yell their own names, jumping out their seats in attempts to get Yoonchae to call on them first.

Y/N raised a finger, nodding and winking into the camera before sharing a look with Daniela, who was pouting because the older lifted her head off her shoulder. Yoonchae glanced past the two eldest members of the group, seeing a reserved Y/N sitting patiently in her seat. Her name was called.

“Y/N hasn’t spoken yet, Y/N should answer!” Yoonchae said.

[ Yoonchae defender till I die ]

The latter smiled at their maknae, sitting up as she glanced down at Daniela. “I know every single artist Dani has put on loop recently, but I’ll just give ya’ll the top three. It goes Brent Faiyaz, Feid, and then Daniel Caesar.”

Daniela nodded, beaming with pride as she clapped. “Daniel’s tied with Rosalía, but yeah, that sounds right.”

Both of them turned to Yoonchae for confirmation, and after a second of the Korean reading and processing the answer on her card, she nodded with an adorable smile. “Y/N’s right.”

Daniela moved her arm to rest over the top of the couch, sliding it behind Y/N. Y/N’s hand still running smoothly along her thigh. It wasn’t until they had moved onto the next section of their live when Daniela was snacking on some of the treats sitting before them did they switch their position up a bit.

Y/N was still engaged in the game they were currently playing, doing her best to keep Manon’s cursing to a minimum as she helped Lara answer some questions.

Daniela grabbed a couple pieces of candy covered in powdered sugar. She had two in her mouth, the candies poking out against her inner cheek as powdered sugar smeared across her lips.

Y/N turned to see what Daniela was fidgeting about, noticing the girl was entranced by the candy in her hands.

She laughed, pointing at the blonde’s lips before she wiped the powdered sugar off with her thumb. Y/N pressed her finger up against her own lips, sucking the sugar from her hand before licking her lips. Daniela was caught off guard by the woman’s action, dropping a piece of the candy in her hand down into her lap. Both of them looked down, but before the arm Daniela had over Y/N’s shoulder could move, the older grabbed it and put it in her mouth. She easily dusted the younger’s lap, giggling at the way Daniela covered her face with a hand as her cheeks flushed a faint shade of red.

[ Y/N’s that type gf I’m dizzy… ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to the move-in video, where the girls were sharing a deep moment of their thoughts and feelings on achieving their dreams. Y/N began tearing up because of Sophia’s speech, tears brimming her eyes and she was sniffling just the slightest.

Y/N was getting increasingly emotional over their leader’s heartfelt monologue on how grateful she was for their little family. Daniela noticed the older getting overwhelmed, so she switched places with Megan to give the woman a hug. Her body shielded Y/N from the cameras in the front as the video cuts to a side camera, where we see Y/N’s hands fixing her face, which was still kept from lenses by Daniela.

The blonde glanced down at Y/N, brushing her hair out of her face as the older wiped the smudged mascara away from her eyes. Daniela hushed quietly, careful not to scratch the woman on accident with her press-ons.

Daniela wrapped her arms around her friend, pressing a quick peck onto the top of her head. Her hands ran up and down Y/N’s back as the other members soothed Sophia, it was truly a moment Dann/n stood out and away from the other bonds in their group. Then, Y/N’s hands could be seen resting on Dani’s hips as she calmed down. When the older was ready, Daniela moved away, taking a seat beside her, still unwilling to leave the woman alone.

[ Dani’s def Y/N’s comfort person ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of the girls in the rehearsal room. Manon was challenging Lara to some dance off as they moved around frantically in the foreground of the video, but if you squinted and looked closer, you could catch something in the background.

As Megan taught Yoonchae and Sophia a specific part of the choreography, and Lara and Manon twerking their way towards the mirror. Y/N was enjoying a cool sip of water in the background. Matching with Lara, she was dressed in just a black bra and grey sweats that flashed the band of the boxers she was wearing. Her chest glistened with sweat, hair messy and disheveled as she scrolled through her phone.

Daniela eyed Y/N out the corner of her eye, feeling her head tune out Manon’s screechy voice. She watched Y/N’s chest heave as she caught her breath, running a hand through her own curls before standing from her cross-legged position on the floor. She jogged over to the older, reading the schedule Y/N had pulled up on her phone over her shoulder.

“Hey, stranger,” Daniela whispered, unable to earn a jump from Y/N as the older turned.

Her eyes widened and her expression brightened. She set down her bottle of water and slipped her phone back into her pocket. “Dani, I just found out about this perfect little nook around the block. There’s a shitload of books and they have a record section with this dainty little café, it’s perfect. I’ve been meaning to check out.”

Daniela chuckled, tucking her hair behind her ear, “Yeah?”

Y/N nodded, her hands resting on her hips. She glanced over at their members making the most of their five minute break. “Yeah, I was just checking the schedule to see when we’d have time to go. I think Yoonchae would really enjoy a nice quiet afternoon out of work and Sophia could use a nice croissant.”

Daniela was just disappointed just the slightest bit. She was hoping Y/N was implying they would leave together, but being the mother type she was, she couldn’t say she was surprised to hear Y/N meant to bring the girls too.

“Sounds perfect,” Daniela said softly, raising a hand to caress Y/N’s shoulder. “Hey, do y’know how to do the hip move?”

In the zoomed out camera shot focused on Manon and Lara, fans could tell Daniela was trying to learn a particular move in their choreography from Y/N. The older’s exposed torso flexed and glistened under the practice room’s fluorescent lights, as the younger ushered for Y/N to help her with the move closer.

[ Really? The main dancer—AKA Mini Shakira—of Katseye asking for help on a dance move? Dani’s not slick ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of Manon on live at home with Y/N again, the roommates were having fun and engaging with fans before their door creaked open.

“Yeah, Y/N loves wearing these mini skirts. We have a matching pair of jean skirts with this buckle around the waist, it’s so cute.” Manon ranted, doing her mascara in the mirror behind the phone. “‘Who’s the stylist of the group?’, it’s most definitely Lara or Y/N. They pull off their styles so well.”

As Y/N was about to answer, the door to their room creaked open. Both their heads turned to eye Daniela, who sauntered into the room in a hoodie.

She approached Y/N, a leg thrusted over her hips before taking a seat on the older’s lap. Y/N cooed, wrapping her arms around Daniela’s waist as the younger hooked hers around the older’s neck. Manon shared a look with Y/N, before turning the camera just the slightest so the pair wouldn’t be in the centre of the screen. You could still see part of Y/N’s face, along with the two members’ bodies being glued together.

[ WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. F*CK. ]

“You okay, Dani?” Y/N asked softly, feeling the blonde nuzzle her nose into the crook of her neck further. “What’s up?”

Daniela just groaned, her grip around Y/N tightening, eyes squeezed shut. She felt the older’s chest vibrate as she hummed. The blonde was so engrossed in having her moment with her band mate, she hadn’t even noticed the camera still streaming their moment to everybody.

“Dani, we’re on live right now. Wanna go to your room?”

Manon cackled at the loud shriek Daniela let out, jumping off Y/N’s lap. The latter just laughed along with Manon at the Latina’s reaction, making sure she hadn’t hit her head when she fell down onto the floor.

“Oh my God, somebody said Dani might as well be Y/N’s shadow ‘cuz she never leaves her side.” Manon burst into absolute hysteria at the comment, leaning back to lie on the floor as she laughed. Y/N chuckled, leaning in to read the comments as well. Daniela was laid still on the floor offscreen, her head in her hands.

user01 move dani it’s my turn

user02 Dk which one of them I want to be rn

user03 ngl sitting in y/n’s lap would fix everything

user04 Dani forgot PR training for a sec

user05 I AM NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS

“You guys are too much,” Y/N snickered as she skimmed the comments, “‘Y/N’s middle name must be wifi, the way Dani can’t live without her.’ is crazy, guys.”

Daniela finally mustered the courage to peel herself from the floor. Coming onscreen, she was blushing and sat between the two roommates as the comments flood with more teasing phrases about Daniela’s action.

user06 dani’s not even tryna hide it

user07 WHERE ARE MY DANN/N TRUTHERS

user08 Their PR team quaking rn

“Guys, I just needed a hug, okay? I would’ve done that to Manon if she was the one sitting closer to the door,” Daniela tried saving herself, her hands raising to touch her cheeks. They were hot to the touch, burning bright with shyness.

Manon raised an eyebrow, throwing the blonde a ‘really’ expression. “Y’know your big ass—big Pinocchio looking head is lying right now. You once said you would rather lick a public bathroom floor than be seen hugging me.”

“I never said that!” Daniela squeaked, “Manon, stop!”

Y/N rolled her eyes with a smile, leaning in to read the fans’ thoughts as the two argued in the back.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of Y/N talking on a solo live, the shot was zoomed in on a handful of necklaces around her neck.

As Y/N ranged on about producing some songs with Lara on their day off, the video editor zoomed in on the necklaces around Y/N’s neck. There were a couple thin chains and then some with charms, but one stood out with a big letter D.

[ Unless Y/N has a partner with the name D outside the group, this is a little sus ]

In another part of that live, there was a light blue friendship bracelet around her wrist. And the fans seemed to point out the familiar looking accessory from a Yoonchae and Daniela live a couple days ago.

“‘Y/N, are you matching bracelets with Dani?’ Oh, this old thing?” Y/N laughed, fondling with it around her wrist. “Dani’s mom got us a make your own bracelet kit when Katseye first moved in together as a housewarming gift. When Dani got sick one weekend and the others were home for the holidays, we watched movies and made bracelets. She made me this blue one and I made her a pink one. I don’t know if she still wears hers, but I don’t really take mine off.”

user01 Oh she def does not

user02 no n/n we saw it the other day!!

user03 It’s the only thing Dani wears on her left arm

user04 COUPLE BRACELETS! COUPLE BRACELETS!

“Oh, is it? Yeah, Dani and I spent that break together. My parents were away on vacation and hers had to reschedule ‘cuz of some stomach bug passing around the family.” Y/N thought back on that Thanksgiving, it was very fun being alone in the big Katseye dorm without the usual chaos. “Anyway. The Katz all have this necklace we got from Kate Spade. It’s this one.”

She picked the necklace out from her other ones, briefly flashing the ‘D’ necklace too.

user05 the d necklace is crazy

user06 Dani’s really staking her claim

user07 I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO ABT THIS

The screen suddenly flashes with screenshots from instagram pictures Daniela posted. Under her zip-up, you can see Y/N’s initial on a similar necklace.

[ And thus, Dann/n remains alive and healthy ]

[spiderb00]

Looking at the masc gf universe pics makes me wonder how the girls met their gfs, like we know how Sophia met hers but how did the rest meet their gfs

Like I’m actually really curious about Lara and Dani’s

I loved doing this anon.

Well, we already know how Sophia and Yn (fam out) met, now the other girls…

MANON

Yn and Manon met throught Dominick Fike, Yn is Dominick’s drummer and when she saw Manon in the studio for the first time, she was enchanted.  

Yn was never a person who talked much, she liked to listen and observe more. But with Manon, it was as if she couldn't keep quiet.

On the same day they met, the two went on a date together. They went to a nice restaurant and then got high in the back seat of Yn's car. 

They shared dreams, fears, thoughts and finally many kisses, in the back seat. The back seat of Yn's car quickly became very cozy for the couple ;) 

Yn was calm and peaceful, but with Manon, Yn was completely out of her confort zone. It was as if the brunette gave Yn a new meaning in life, and she was ready to dive head first.  

DANIELA

Yn and Daniela hated each other at first. Better, Daniela hated Yn, while Yn had no idea. 

Yn was a close friend of the Raj family, so she hung out with Lara and Rhea a lot.  

When Lara introduced Daniela to Yn, the Latina swore she had never hated anyone like that. 

She hated how perfect Yn's teeth were, she hated how pretty the girl's hair was, she hated how the girl's muscles looked so prominent in that shirt, and she DEFINITELY hated finding out that Yn worked as a firewoman. 

After a week, Yn still didn't know what she had done to make Latina hate her, and when she got tired of Latina's attitude, she simply decided to clear things up. 

"What's your problem with me?"  "Wow, you really are so conceited. What makes you think I have a problem with you?"  "If you don't have a problem with me, would you mind going out with me tonight?!"   "Okay, you better be at my door by nine." 

LARA

actually, this Lara and Yn are from "crazy girls", but I'll give a background. 

After the meeting it didn't take long for the two to start dating, Lara had been crazy about Yn for a long time, and Yn simply fell in love with everything about the red-haired girl.  

I have a part two for "crazy girls" so I won't say much... 

MEGAN

Megan and Yn met through Malia and Kylie, I like to think of them as the stories "sleepy head" and "nonsense" 

Before Megan and Yn met, one of Yn's castmates ended up leaking the information that she had a crush on one of the Katseye girls.  

"Yn has a crush..."  "Dude, what?"  "She's embarrassed, but I can't stand hearing her talk about the "Katseye girl" anymore!" 

A week later, you and Megan were introduced. Needless to say, you were both awkward losers. 

[ninguitar]

୨୧　𝓨OUR EYES ON ME　˒˒　SL

───﹙🎶﹚with sophia strangely distancing herself away from you, all you could do was focus on the bright side, trying to dismiss it—maybe she just needed a bit time for herself. however, eventually, the girl cracks at seeing you with your ex, working on a school project together.

pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. angst, fluff wc. 3.3k+ notes. lawl idk if i made this angsty enough. lmk. req #1, req #2, req #3 here(MASTERLIST)

now playing ⋆ touch by katseye, another one by mac demarco

SITTING IN THE DINING HALL OF YOUR COLLEGE, with your burning gaze fixated on sophia, you watch the filipina make small talk—a few occasional giggles here and there—with everybody but you. to be honest, you weren't paying attention to a single word spewing from megan; you were way too busy glaring at your own girlfriend through your peripheral vision.

"i mean— god! the professor sucks, like he assigns so much work yet never grades them," the ginger-headed girl complains, rubbing her temples. the chinese girl only continues to mindlessly grumble curses under her breath at your simple nods. you were used to her rants everyday, finding them amusing—especially with her rather colorful embellishments

trying to stifle your laugh, "i told you not to take his course!" you refute, lightly nudging the girl playfully, as you try to dart your eyes away from sophia; after all, what was the point of worrying? she was your girlfriend—your girl, the same one's your everything.

of course, megan could tell how tense you were, from the worry lines creasing your forehead, the way your nails dug into your palm, down to the way your gaze fixated on sophia. "y'know she probably means well right? relationships go through rough patches a lot—that's only natural," she tries to assure you, shrugging as she does so.

"yeah, you're right," you meekly nod, leaning back in your seat. nonetheless, a bitter taste remains on your tongue, your head spiraling while littered with thoughts of your relationship with sophia going south. before you could agree with megan once more, another one of your friends, lara, appear behind the ginger-headed girl.

"that test was so hard!" lara exclaims out, her hands resting on megan's shoulder, as she rolls her eyes. muffled curses leave her breath, before her gaze flickers up to the filipina from afar, "isn't that your girlfriend?" her eyebrows raise almost immediately, confusion washing over her face.

with resignation you nod your head, shrugging. the indian girl looks at you, confused, "you're usually like, all over each other and shit," a teasing chuckle escapes her breath. and needless to say, she was ultimately right; you and sophia were always inseparable, practically attached to the hip, and glued together.

"shut up—you're just mad you can't commit," you retaliate, a series of giggles erupting from you. at your teasing comment, both girls gasp dramatically, a hand on megan's mouth to indicate how appalling it was. and hastily, snarky remarks from lara follow your retaliation.

while laughter erupts from the three of you, a pair of hands snake around your neck gently, sending a chain of shivers down your body. your eyes widen, a quiet gasp escaping your breath, before your eyes trail down to the hands, already knowing who it was by the nails—your girlfriend.

"hey," she whispers against your ear, making your cheeks and ears have heat curl on them immediately, "i can't make tonight's date—uh, i'm busy." the filipina flatly mutters, a thin line pressing onto her lips, as she presses a tender kiss onto your jaw.

"busy with?" you mumble, curiosity painting your face, as you ease into her touch, your cheeks flushed. your eyebrows are knitted together, a hushed sigh drifting from your lips. in response, a faux laugh escapes sophia's breath, the girl shaking her head.

"mm, just got that literature project to do."

you softly hum, trying your best to dismiss how reserved sophia was, as you nod, "okay, just call me when you're home, baby." the girl just nods, before sauntering out of the dining hall.

once the filipina was out of view, megan snickers, "jeez, what'd you do wrong that she's acting this way?" you scoff at her remark, rolling your eyes, as you chug down a mug of coffee. lara chirps, "stop fumbling pretty girls," a grin tugs the corners of her lips.

crossing your arms against your chest, trying to defend yourself, "i'm serious, i did nothin' wrong! i don't know why she's acting like this—she's just been, avoiding me." your breath stutters towards the end of your sentence, biting the inside of your cheek.

"calm down, she likes you enough—somehow—to want to keep you around," lara shrugs, grabbing your coffee mug to take a sip out of it, making you scoff playfully at her gesture. megan nods, "yeah, can't believe a loser like you has a girlfriend as gorgeous as her," she tries to lighten the mood, her lips quirking upward, as she ruffles your hair.

laying back on your bed, you read your clock—11:47 pm. a sigh drifts from your lips, as you question your girlfriend's whereabouts, especially when she texted you she'd be home pretty early. upon trying to check her location, you realize she turned it off. your finger hovers over the call button on sophia's contact, your eyes burning out from how long you'd been waiting.

the harsh brightness illuminating light onto your face keeps your eyes from shutting, as you hesitantly call the filipina, your nerves abused from your countless meek justifications for why your girlfriend hasn't called you. your phone ringing blares throughout the room, before a soft, dulcet voice emerges from it.

"hey, why are you still up? it's late."

you sigh—maybe she just forgot to call you. she was a student after all, just like you, so that was plausible. taking a deep breath at her tactless question, "just, wanted to talk to you, that's all," you murmur against your phone, not wanting to trouble her.

"can't sleep?" her raspy voice emerges, making your cheeks flush.

you softly hum, agreeing, "come over? please."

your desperate plea makes sophia bite the inside of her cheek, the girl making some excuse off the top of her head, "shit, i can't. i got a calculus test tomorrow, and i need to sleep. 'm sorry."

you sigh, meekly nodding, "yeah, you're right. good luck though."

the filipina murmurs a simple "i know" before you two bid your good-byes quietly, hanging up the phone call. your head falls back to rest on your pillow, your troubled mind revisiting each and every one of sophia's words to you in the past few days. did you do anything wrong, why was she suddenly distant—those same questions continue to flood your mind, a frown pressing onto your lips.

you huff, deciding on sleeping on it for now. you lie down, settling into the bed with your body tense. minutes pass as the darkness deepens around you, and your mind is still nonetheless plagued by thoughts of the filipina girl. and for a few minutes, you lie there, tense in the stillness of the night, hoping that, in the back of your mind, sophia was just swamped with her coursework—as she claims to be.

the shared smiles, lingering touches, and laughter-filled nights with sophia swarm your mind—how long has it been since you last went on a date with her? your mind races, replaying scenarios and doubts you couldn't shake off.

shit.

you curse under your breath, while the ginger-head to your right is practically in hysteria, her hand over her mouth to keep her series of giggles suppressed. looking over the lecture roster again to double check, you read yours and your ex—manon's—names beside each other, making you guys partners for a pair-work project.

"it's like god's trying to set you up for failure," megan sneers, giggles eliciting from her throat, as she reads the assigned pairs off the google doc. in response, you lightly nudge her, scoffing, huffing out a muffled "shut up." you cross your arms against your chest, tapping your foot against the sleek floor.

"what's your girlfriend gonna think when she sees you with your ex? i mean, isn't she avoiding you or somethin' right now, too?" the chinese girl wearily mutters, making you rub your temples in apprehension. you snicker, shaking your head.

"she's not that jealous, you know—just sometimes a little, over the top," you shrug, running a hand through your hair. megan's laughter rings clear and unapologetic, her chuckles fading into a grin at your underestimation of your girlfriend's jealousy.

the ginger-head girl relentlessly teases you, "are we talking about the same girl who goes ballistic seeing any other girl with you?" your shoulders droop at her comment, making your roll your eyes.

you chime in, "i said she was sometimes over the top—she just means well, y'know!" you try to defend sophia's name, mumbling curses under your breath, before the lecture ends. the two of you get up, as you retort retaliations to megan's quips, before you're interrupted.

"hey." a hand creeps over your shoulder, lightly tapping it, and in-turn making shivers run down your spine. turning around, your eyes scan manon's face. a mixture of amusement and curiosity laces megan's face before she mouths a "see you later" to you.

"shit, don't scare me like that," you mutter, affronted, as you awkwardly stand in front of the ghanaian girl, shifting yourself to make room for others to leave. your brows twitch slightly, as you lean against the wall, a hint of seriousness slipping through your voice, "sooo.. we're partners, huh."

"yeah." manon rasps out, "do you just wanna go to the library to work it out?" she suggests, trying to make as much distance between the two of you. the air is thick with tension, as neither of you murmur any replies longer than a few words.

with a deep breath, you agree, "tomorrow?" to which, she meekly nods, muttering a "bye" before sauntering away. you swing your bag over your shoulder, a sigh drifting from your lips, rushing to find megan. you huff before strolling around campus, your eyes scanning the crowds for a girl with bright ginger hair.

you card a hand through your hair, your body tense from talking to manon, and you couldn't help but feel stupid for being so awkward around somebody you used to be close with. and it wasn't like neither you or manon had felt disdain against one-another, especially when you guys came to an agreement to break up; you two just weren't meant to be, and that's that. neither of you could commit to one-another—not when you both wanted to live your lives before your guys' first year of college.

before you could continue your train of thought, a pair of hands reach your shoulders. "hey!" lara exclaims, crashing onto your back with enthusiasm. your eyes dart to the indian girl, rolling your eyes, "what is up with people scarin' me today," you huff under your breath.

"who else is scaring you—what!" she feigns shock, dramatically opening her mouth wide to express her surprise.

"manon," you practically whisper—well, your voice was barely above one. your response makes lara chuckle, nudging your shoulder, a series of "no way!" combined with "today is not your day," escapes her breath.

you dramatically lament, "it's not funny! megan laughed too, like give me some pity at least!" snorting, the two of you walk through the campus, quips eliciting from you two every few seconds. the red-headed girl relentlessly mocks you for your worry, feigning pity for you.

"the professor sucks—always assigning group work without us choosing our groups," you grumble, "hell, megan could've been my partner, and i would've been fine with her just complaining 'n ranting while i do the work! 'cause at least i'd have entertainment," a chuckle escapes your breath, as you guys reach your dorm room.

unlocking the door, your eyes notice a particular ginger-head, making you exclaim, "you've been here the entire time?" both you and lara drop your bags off near the front door, slipping off your shoes.

"i literally live here?" she retorts sarcastically, as both you and the indian girl settle down, plopping down beside megan on the couch. while the two girls choose a tv show to watch on megan's laptop, your eyes stay fixated on your phone.

[ manon ] hey. ( 2:45 pm ) [ manon ] this is y/n right? ( 2:46 pm )

your eyebrows furrow, as you reluctantly text back, your thumbs hovering over your keyboard to think of what to say.

[ y/n ] yeah. ( 2:47 pm ) [ y/n ] do you need anything? ( 2:47 pm )

[ manon ] what time tmr ( 2:48 pm )

[ y/n ] 3pm. ( 2:48 pm )

and with that, you swiftly tuck your phone into your pocket, watching the two girls beside you struggle to choose between glee and gossip girl. you roll your eyes, your hand hovering over the mousepad to click on glee. you draw the curtains closed, turning the lights off, and making the laptop's harsh brightness being the only light emitting.

while your hands remain on the card-stock paper poster, you murmur curses under your breath, writing yours and manon's names on the board. the ghanaian girl meekly types out her part of the document onto the google doc, a thin line pressing onto her lips. beside the sound of your grumbles under your breath accompanied by the girl's nails against the laptop, the library fell into tension. you're aware of every sound, every breath she takes, and the slight rustling of papers against one-another from books.

the shared silence makes you bite the inside of your cheek, and taking a breath, you look over her work, quietly humming as you do so. "how- how is it going?" you try to converse, your tone hesitant.

"good—it's pretty easy," she murmurs, "what about you?"

"going good too," you silently exhale in relief.

you two keep distance between one-another for the next few hours, feeling relief yet unease simultaneously, as the two of you continue to work on the project. you softly hum under your breath, your earbud plugged into one of your ears. before you could ask manon about her progress, a pair of hands curl around your waist, making you jerk back in shock.

"jesus, soph'," you murmur, heat curling on your cheeks, as your hand brushes against the filipina's. your head cranks near sophia's—the girl's jaw clenched and her eyes slightly narrowed.

"why are you working with your ex?" she whisper-shouts against your ear, making you shake your head in a frenzy.

"'cause i have to, baby—" and before you could continue your sentence, the filipina interrupts you.

"we need to talk—real quick," sophia mutters, leaving up no room for discussion, before flashing a faux smile at manon, "it's fine if i just borrow her for a second, right?" to which, manon meekly nods, shrugging, "yeah, we're done anyway." she watches the filipina drag you out of the library.

"what is up with you—fuck, sophia!" you grumble, jerking your arm out of sophia's grasp. you stagger against the wall, a grunt escaping your breath, as sophia tilts her head, sighing.

"what's up with me, seriously? you—my own girlfriend—couldn't let me know that you were gonna be working on a project with your ex?" she hisses, her voice echoing through the halls. her throat tightens, "so, tell me. what's your excuse now?"

a stunned silence follows, your breath catching in your throat, as you scoff, your voice lowering, "are you jealous right now? get off your high horse, sophia! you have been practically avoiding me all week! and that same excuse of yours—'i'm busy!' seriously?" you huff, your fist clenching.

sophia's eyes widen, "so now we're blaming me? get over it, y/n—you can't handle not talking to me for a few days?" her face darkens, speaking in a raised tone. her body grows tense as she speaks.

you look at her incredulously, stepping closer, "stop twisting my words! god, can't you just take some accountability? you're acting so fucking strange!" anger flashes over your expression at the filipina's disregard for her actions. "i- i tried to ignore how you were avoiding me for the past few days—because maybe my girlfriend needed some time to herself, that's normal! but god, why won't you just ever let me all the way in!"

and at this rate, your guys' argument could be heard from any of the classrooms, passerby's giving you two glares for your volume. anxiety looms over you, as you wait for sophia's response, snickering.

"let you in? are you serious right now?" she asks, a grumble escaping her breath, as if to question your nerve to say such a thing. with anger sewn into her, the filipina continues her words, shooting out, "god, you're just infuriating."

your brows furrow, your eyes practically twitching, as you assert, raising your tone to match hers, "that's all you have to say for yourself?" genuinely taken aback by sophia's careless dismissal, you rub your temples, "i guess i know your priorities now." resolved, you try to hold yourself back.

and brick by brick, sophia's anger diffuses, remorse washing over her face, as she realizes her words' damage on you, "wait, baby—" tears begin to stream down your face, as you sweep past the filipina, rushing towards your dorm. her eyes widen as the shock from your reaction sets in.

settling in your dorm room, tears painting your flushed cheeks, as you crouch down onto the wooden planked floor, your knees up to your chest. trying to reach your retreating figure, sophia stands outside your dorm, her arms crossed against her chest. ans reluctantly, she knocks on the door.

"y/n," she whispers, her voice gentle—a stark contrast to her rugged, exasperated voice from earlier, "i'm sorry, please. just let me in, and we can talk."

and to no avail do you answer, sniffles and sighs escaping your breath. again, the filipina girl rasps out.

"please. just hear me out, and if you really think i'm being stupid, then just tell me," she desperately whispers, her tone tugging at your heart strings. you wipe the tears off your face, before getting up and unlocking your door.

reluctantly opening it wide open, you meet face-to-face with a regretful sophia standing outside meekly. you let the filipina in, silently closing the door behind her.

"i- i don't get you, at all, sophia," you murmur, your arms crossed against your chest. your words strain with effort to speak, your heart telling you to just curl up against the filipino girl to soothe your heartache.

"because ever since a few weeks ago, part of me feels like you've been waiting… waiting to just push me away. and my heart—it really is with you. you have always been the one i've wanted," your words with unbridled sincerity leave sophia shocked, the girl's cheeks flushed at your admission.

while you try to maintain your composure, sophia takes a deep breath, her tone gentle as her eyes bore into yours. "i'm sorry. i- i don't know why i went through so much trouble avoiding you, it made no sense. you were right. i never wanted to make you feel this way—to make you cry like this. i'm just- fuck… i'm scared for what's gonna happen to us when we graduate, when we're on our career path. i don't—can't lose you."

and cutting you off before you could say anything, sophia continues, "and i was irrational, avoiding you, then getting jealous. i should've been more trusting with you; i know you're not that type of person. god, i'm just so stupid."

she pulls you towards her desperately, enveloping your body, as she buries her head against the crook of your neck, breathing heavily to maintain her composure. her urgent, desperate need to comfort you, to show you she was truly sorry, was overbearing, as her delicate hands draws circles on your back. your heart twists at her words, as you whisper reassurance under your breath.

"i'm sorry—i love you, please," sophia presses her lips against yours fervently, wanting to just be near you. and of course, you return her feverish kisses, your lips as hungry as hers.

"can we just put this behind us?" you mumble, your hands entangling themselves in sophia's hair, lightly scratching it. she frantically nods her head, making you chuckle, "and god, you are stupid. i could never leave my pretty girl."

the filipina crashes down with you, holding onto you firmly, as if to keep you from ever getting up—which, you wouldn't ever think about doing. she drawls out, "just, forever let me pour my love onto you, for infinity."

you don't know what to do,

afraid she might not love you anymore

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[baelabong]

ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ (ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴇʏᴇ)

ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴀ x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Plot: you and sophia are the guests for the running man episode, just xute interactions tbh, no warnings

Pairing: Sophia la forteza x Fem! Idol! Reader

Rq: yessir

Bong’s note: mannn i need someone to rizz me up like how sophia casuallg asked y/n out (acting as if my partner doesnt spoil me)

“Welcome back to another episode of Running Man!!!”, the cast members shout together

“Today, we have two special guests. One is a rookie, the other has been in the industry for a while so I guess that makes her a grandma”, Jihyo joked

“Heyyyyyy”, a voice can be heard off camera.

The camera pans to the left revealing y/n in water activities attire, ready for todays games.

The small girl runs towards Jihyo, tackling her into a hug before introducing herself saying “hello everyone! It’s y/n from Blackpink!! I promise i’m not old”,making everybody laugh.

“And the other guest is ….. Sophia from the newest global group Katseye!”, Jongkook yelled out in excitement making Jihyo sideeye him

The camera quickly shifts to reveal Sophia, standing just a few feet away, dressed in a matching water activities outfit. Her expression is a mix of excitement and a hint of shyness as she waves to the cast and crew. The soft-spoken idol gives a small bow, her cheeks tinted with a light blush as she greets everyone.

"Hello! I’m Sophia from Katseye. It’s an honor to be here!" she says, her voice clear yet sweet, earning a chorus of welcoming cheers from the cast.

As Sophia straightens up, her eyes meet Y/N’s for the first time. There’s a brief moment where everything seems to pause, the rest of the world fading away as the two idols take each other in. Y/N’s face lights up with recognition, her smile widening in delight.

"Sophia!" Y/N exclaims, practically bouncing on her feet as she closes the gap between them. She reaches out, pulling Sophia into an enthusiastic hug. "I can’t believe we’re finally meeting in person!"

Sophia’s initial surprise quickly melts into a soft giggle as she returns the hug, her arms wrapping around Y/N gently. "I’ve been looking forward to this too, unnie. I’ve watched so many of your performances… it’s like meeting a real-life superhero!"

Y/N pulls back slightly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Superhero? Now you’re just trying to flatter me," she teases, playfully nudging Sophia’s shoulder.

"No, I mean it!" Sophia insists, her expression sincere. "You’ve been a huge inspiration to me. Getting to work with you today is a dream come true."

Touched by Sophia’s words, Y/N gives her a warm smile, a hint of a blush coloring her cheeks. "Well, I’m excited to team up with you too. Let’s show everyone what we’ve got!"

—————-

Sophia crouched low, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of movement. Her heart pounded in her chest as she crept along the edge of the wall, trying to remain as quiet as possible. The sound of her own breathing was loud in her ears, but she pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand: tearing off the name tags of the opposing team.

She rounded a corner and froze. Just a few feet away, Y/N was peeking out from behind a pillar, her eyes wide with fear as she caught sight of Sophia.

"Sophia, don't do this!" Y/N whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of nervousness and playfulness. "We're supposed to be friends!"

Sophia’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she took a step closer, her eyes locking onto Y/N’s. "I won’t hurt you, unnie," she promised, her voice soft but teasing. "Just stand still, okay?"

Y/N’s eyes widened even more, and she bit her lip, trying to figure out a way to escape. But as she took a step back, her foot slipped, and she stumbled forward, landing right in Sophia’s arms.

Sophia caught her easily, her arms wrapping around Y/N’s waist to steady her. The two girls stared at each other for a moment, the tension between them palpable.

"I guess I’m out of luck, huh?" Y/N said softly, looking up at Sophia with a pout that made her heart skip a beat.

Sophia smirked, her fingers gently brushing a strand of hair out of Y/N’s face. "Maybe… but I can’t let you off that easily. How about we make a deal? I’ll tear off your name tag, but I’ll protect you for the rest of the game."

Y/N’s pout turned into a small smile, and she nodded. "You’ll be my bodyguard? Sounds like a good deal."

Sophia chuckled and held out her hand, and Y/N hesitated for only a moment before raising her arms in surrender, letting Sophia gently pull off her name tag. Sophia pocketed the tag, her fingers lingering on Y/N’s for just a second longer than necessary.

"Deal," Sophia said, her voice softening. "Stick with me, unnie. I’ll make sure no one else gets to you."

Y/N’s smile widened, and she nodded, falling into step beside Sophia as they continued through the game, side by side.

——————

The sound of rushing water filled the air as the Running Man members gathered around the edge of the pool, eyeing the narrow, wobbly bridge that stretched across it. Sophia glanced at Y/N, who was standing next to her, her hands gripping the straps of her safety harness tightly.

Sophia smiled, trying to reassure her. "Don’t worry, unnie. You’ve got this."

Y/N looked at her with wide eyes, her voice shaking slightly as she replied, "Sophia, don’t shoot me!"

Sophia couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable plea, lowering the water gun she was holding. "I won’t, I promise. But you have to focus, okay? Just look at me."

Y/N nodded, taking a deep breath before stepping onto the bridge. She kept her eyes on Sophia, her expression one of pure concentration as she carefully placed one foot in front of the other.

But the bridge swayed beneath her, and Y/N’s balance faltered. She let out a small yelp, her arms flailing as she tried to steady herself. The heavy item she was carrying slipped from her grasp, splashing into the water below.

"Sophia! Help!" Y/N cried, her voice tinged with panic as she felt herself tipping dangerously to the side.

Without hesitation, Sophia dropped her water gun and rushed to the edge of the platform. "Don’t worry, I’m here!" she called out, reaching out her hand.

Y/N grabbed onto Sophia’s hand, her grip tight and desperate. With a gentle but firm pull, Sophia helped Y/N regain her balance, guiding her to the end of the bridge where she collapsed onto the platform, breathing heavily.

"You really saved me there, Sophia," Y/N said, her voice filled with gratitude as she looked up at her.

Sophia grinned, helping her to her feet. "I told you I’ve got you, unnie."

Y/N smiled, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she squeezed Sophia’s hand in silent thanks.

—————

The game of hide-and-seek was well underway, and the tension in the room was high as the Running Man members darted from one hiding spot to another. Sophia was on a mission to find a hidden item, but she knew she had to be careful not to get caught by the opposing team.

She was searching through a pile of props when she heard a familiar voice from across the room. "Oh, hey, have you seen Sophia? I think she’s looking for something."

Sophia’s heart skipped a beat as she recognized Y/N’s voice. She glanced up, just in time to see Y/N casually leading the other team members in the opposite direction. Sophia quickly ducked behind a large cardboard cutout, holding her breath as the other team members walked right past her.

Once the coast was clear, Y/N circled back, her eyes scanning the room until she spotted Sophia’s hiding spot. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she crouched down next to Sophia.

"Did I do good, Sophia?" Y/N whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Sophia couldn’t help but smile, reaching out to pat Y/N’s head gently. "You were perfect, unnie. You’re a natural at this."

Y/N beamed with pride, her grin widening. "Just so you know, I’m rooting for you. So let’s win this together, okay?"

Sophia felt a warm rush of affection for the older girl, nodding in agreement. "Deal. But if we win, I’m buying you dinner."

Y/N’s cheeks flushed a light pink, and she playfully nudged Sophia. "You’re on!"

[sphvm]

speechless — sophia laforteza

pt.2 of a whole new world

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

tags: hate sex, fingering (sophia receiving), they’re both annoying and mean, pet names

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as the final curtain fell on the last performance, the exhilarating rush of adrenaline lingered in the air. applause echoed through the auditorium, and you felt a wave of accomplishment wash over you. the musical had gone beautifully, and with the applause still ringing in your ears, you saw sophia slip away from the celebration with a wide smile and a bow. she had a way of capturing attention, a presence that made it hard to look away. today, however, rather than letting her disappear into the crowd, you thought you would have a talk with her. you know. since you lost your voice.

you took a deep breath and made your way to the changing room where the performers were gathering their things. the hall was filled with the chatter of students still buzzed from the evening’s success, but the room where sophia had gone felt quieter. as you reached the door, you hesitated. did you really want to do this? but before you could second guess yourself, you quickly stepped inside.

the moment you entered, you found her standing in front of a mirror, brushing her hair absentmindedly. it was wavy from the braid it was kept in for hours. she looked back at you through the mirror, a narcissistic smile playing on her lips as she took in the night’s achievement. for a moment, you both locked eyes in the reflection. there was something electric in the look that you couldn’t quite understand.

she turned slowly, the flowy dress she was wearing swirling around her ankles. “hi sweetheart. did you enjoy the show?”

“listen we need to talk—“

“which i’m surprised you even can. how’s your throat been baby?” she interrupted and took a step closer to you. you can’t let her do this again.

her hand slid from your waist up to your cheek, but you slapped it away. her brows furrowed and she made an annoyed noise. “what’s your problem?” she spoke.

“what’s my problem? seriously?”

sophia kept close to you. “yeah. you’re acting like a fucking brat again.” her hands returned to your waist, pulling you toward her as she leaned in closer. “and we both know how that ended last time.” her breath was hot on your lips, but you felt a sudden urge of bravery. she gave you her stupid smirk and you gave in, capturing her lips. it was rough and not very graceful, teeth clashing and spit dripping down your chins. sophia tried taking control, moving her lips a little faster or gripping onto you a little tighter, but you didn’t let her. you wouldn’t.

“—the fuck are you doing?” she said as you turned the both of you around, pinning her to the wall and your lips connecting with her neck, a high pitched whimper escaping from her mouth. you sucked on a small space under her ear, probably a little too hard, wanting to hear more of her noises. you returned to her mouth, immediately deepening the kiss as she (begrudgingly) accepted she lost the fight for dominance. your hands wandered down to her ass, gripping it as she moaned in your mouth. you reached behind her dress, slowly undoing the zipper.

“you’re so fucking annoying, unzip it like a normal person.” sophia said, scoffing and doing it herself. you stared in awe as the dress slipped off. she wasn’t wearing a bra. “what? first time you’ve seen tits or something?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“you’re so much hotter when you don’t open your mouth.” you retaliate, your eyes not leaving her chest. you step closer, your hand and mouth reaching for opposite nipples. you tweaked and squeezed one while sucking and pulling at the other. sophia’s hand pressed your head closer to her, breathy moans filling the air.

“you like this huh? you like putting your pretty lips on me?” sophia asked, her voice quiet. you looked up at her and nodded, your mouth still on her. she reached down, grabbing your hand and guiding it between her legs. “feel how wet i am for you,” she whispered. and you did. you cupped her pussy, groaning lowly when you felt her drip into your palm. you slipped a finger in her, way too easily, her head falling back against the wall.

“fuck…sweetheart—“ you added a second finger, a gutteral moan ripping through her throat. “faster baby, come on. i know you can do it.” you gave her a dirty look, she smiled sweetly at you. you wiped the sweat dripping down her face away as you continued. you worked your fingers in and out of her dripping wet pussy, feeling her walls clench around you with each telling stroke. sophia's breaths grew harsher, her eyes rolling back as she panted. her walls tightened around your fingers, trying to hold back her moans. but you wanted to hear them. you needed to feel her fall apart for you.

“come on honey. let it out. don’t be ashamed.” you urged her, so obviously sarcastic she scoffed at you.

“shut…the fuck… up.” she cried out as you hit her g-spot, feeling her legs start to shake. sophia's eyes met yours and you felt victorious.

“you look so pretty.” you whispered, picking up speed. her pussy clamped down on you and you knew she was close. but you wanted all of her.

“you’re ruining the moment.” your hands returned to her chest, giving her just enough more stimulation to send her over the edge. she screamed out as she came. her walls clenching and unclenching around your fingers as she tugged you in closer. you felt her wetness coat your hand as she shuddered and shook in your arms.

“fuck.” she whispered, barely above a breath. you smiled as she pushes her sweaty hair back, her bare chest heaving up and down. “i’m so getting you back later, you just ruined my dress!”

[maevebabyy]

CHANGE OF PERSPECTIVE

sophia laforteza x fem reader

a/n - first fic whoo!!!! sophia’s a performing arts teacher and reader is a basketball coach. i wrote this half asleep pls 😭😭

wc - 3.7k

the air in dream academy was full of tension as the school year kicked off with principal son announcing the reallocation of the school year’s budget in favour of the basketball team.

ms. sophia laforteza, the young but fiercely dedicated performing arts teacher, was known for her passionate commitment to the arts, having already won quite a few high-school performing arts awards despite her short time teaching at dream academy. so it was understandable why she had gotten frustrated when she first heard about the budget cuts.

while you, the varsity girls basketball coach and one of the phys-ed teachers, were all about winning games and boosting school spirit. you had built up and maintained the team’s impressive win-loss record during your time as head coach – winning state championships two years in a row now, making dream academy a distinguished school when it came to women’s basketball.

the two of you had been at odds for as long as anyone could remember, each believing their program deserved more funding and recognition for their efforts. at least, that’s what you thought it looked like on the outside. daniela, your baby sister, was the only one who you told about your (obvious) crush on the drama teacher.

-

it was unusual to say the least, sophia usually gave off a very cool and calm demeanour around her students, wanting to set a good example. but right now, sophia was livid. waving her hands around like she usually does when she’s worked up or excited, this time, it was the former. her students could only watch amusedly as they stretched out their muscles.

“this is ridiculous! how can they prioritize a sport over the arts?” she fumed to her students in the theater.

one of her students, lara – a high-school senior and daniela’s best friend, starts giggling at how worked up her performing arts teacher had gotten.

“damn, coach really does get you worked up, doesn’t she?”

a few other students giggle at lara’s observation. this, alongside many others, were one of the many perks of being a young teacher. sophia’s students felt like they were learning from an older sister, rather than a teacher. it made sense though, sophia was only 22 and leading a bunch of high-schoolers into the world of performing arts.

sophia huffed lightly, bringing her hands to her forehead as she rubbed it, “well, yes, lara, how does coach y/n deserve more funding? we killed it last year with our plays!”

lara stops a giggle from escaping, snorting in the process, “it’s not even a whole lot. dani told me they only received a little more to afford those new team backpacks they’ve been whining about. wait, shh though! It’s supposed to be a secret!”

the drama teacher rolls her eyes again, of course you’d spend the extra money on flashy new team backpacks. if it had been her it would have gone towards something more useful like new mic packs, or better props.

“a little goes a long way, lara.” sophia remarks, shaking her head.

another student voices out their opinion, a teasing grin on her face. “coach y/n seriously has a lot of influence on you, teach”

it was the highschool junior, megan, she was both a cheerleader and a part of the school’s performing arts club. a wider teasing grin appears on the redhead’s face, “sooo, enemies to-”

before the junior is able to finish her sentence, sophia quickly cuts her off, clapping her hands together.

“alright! enough stretching, run your lines for rehearsals!” a bright and wide smile on the drama teacher’s face as she purposefully ignores the tease she was about to receive.

-

meanwhile, you reveled in the news with your team, sharing the good news with your players. your focus solely on the upcoming season.

you gather your team around at the end of practice, your players keeping eye contact with you as you rounded everybody up. making eye contact with your baby sister, you tell her with your weird sibling telepathy not to pull anything funny to ruin the surprise.

“okay girls, that was a great practice! especially you yoonchae. you’re improving quickly” you grin widely, praising the korean girl. “in fact, all of you girls have been working really hard for this upcoming season.”

you gesture for one of your players, manon, the team captain, and the only other person to know about the surprise aside from daniela to come up and stand beside you.

with a wide grin of her own, manon reveals the new team bags you had hidden behind you in a box. “ta-da! coach actually got us those new team bags we’ve been talking about!”

you grin widely as the girls excitedly rushed forward to grab their own bag which donned their school colours and sported their number and last name on the bag. watching them try on the bag for themselves and count out how many pockets the spacious bag had.

“i assume you all like it then?” you chuckle, crossing your arms as you watch your team nod, shouting out their thank you’s.

“let’s have a good season this year, girls.” you grin.

-

a week had passed since then, and principal son had called in the both of you into his office. you sat across from sophia who was on her phone as you both waited for the principal to finish talking on the phone. the secretary in the middle of the lobby typing away on his computer, completing desk work.

waiting in the lobby with sophia was suffocating– but in a good way. sure, she might’ve sent you some weird questioning looks, but damn she’s pretty. her jet-black straight hair framing her sharp features perfectly, her perfect posture even when sitting down, the way her soft smile immediately warmed up the room when she found something funny on her phone. before you could keep studying her face, your attention is brought away from the drama teacher as you hear principal son’s voice who had just opened his door. “come in.”

walking behind sophia, you take the seat beside her as principal son sat in his office chair behind his desk in front of you two.

“i’ve got a special opportunity for you two.” he grins, eyeing the both of you before continuing. “we want to host a community workshop day for the younger kids in our high school’s area who may potentially end up enrolling in dream academy.”

principal son pauses to gauge our reactions, chuckling to himself as he sees the confused looks. “since you two run our two biggest programs, i want you two to work together on this. it will primarily revolve around the arts and sports, though primarily basketball in terms of sports since we do the best in that one.”

sophia speaks up from the chair beside you, “when exactly does this community day happen?”

“you two will have about a month to prepare.”

both of you immediately shot up your eyebrows in surprise. “a month?” you ask, eyes widened.

“you heard me clearly coach.” son chuckles to himself, “i’ll check in every once in a while.”

just as quickly as you and sophia were in that room, you suddenly find yourself back out in the lobby. you face sophia slowly, “so… a month?”

sophia groans, “don’t start-”

“we kinda have to…”

sophia silently curses, you were right. the two of you desperately needed to start brainstorming soon if she wanted a community day she could be proud of. “fine, swing by the mpr as soon as the bell rings at the end of the day.”

“but-”

“you don’t have basketball practice today do you?” sophia cuts in, leaving no room for argument.

you shake your head no weakly.

“okay, i’ll see you then.”

before you’re able to respond, sophia quickly walks away from you and towards the mpr. 

you hear a soft whistle behind you, coming from the secretary. “really got a thing for the feisty ones?”

you flush lightly, stuttering, “it’s not like that, sohey.” you take a moment to regain your composure, “besides, i think… self confident would be the more correct term here.”

-

eventually, the bell rings exactly at 3:30 and you find yourself already by the mpr doors, hesitating to go in for whatever reason.

“you got this y/n, c’mon, don’t be weird- it’s just a quick meeting, yep, with just the two of you-“

“what’re you doing n/n?”

you let out a quiet yelp as you are surprised by your baby sister who snuck behind you.

“nothing dani…”

daniela quirks an eyebrow, a smirk forming on her lips. “mhm… sure… just waiting by ms sophia’s door right?”

“dani? i don’t like that smirk-“

“you’ll thank me for this later!” in an instant, daniela pushes you into the mpr, giggling.

you stumble into the mpr, almost tripping. as you regain your balance you’re met with sophia’s questioning stare. feeling nervous under it, you feel the need to explain yourself.

clearing your throat, you reply. “didn’t wanna be late is all.”

“mhm. what was that scream outside? it sounded serious.” sophia raises an eyebrow, a small smile threatening to lift up.

“ah….” you’re silent for a moment. “there must’ve been a fight, totally.”

“and, as a phys-ed teacher, shouldn’t you stop them?”

“nah, where’s the character development in that?”

sophia huffs lightly, disgusing her small giggle before returning to that cold demeanor she’s used to keeping around you. “alright, come here, i’ve drafted some ideas for the community day.”

that afterschool evening had gone on for longer than the two of you expected. sophia surprisingly tolerating your presence for more than two hours. 

after tweaking and modifying the initial plan sophia came up with, you both finally agreed on something.

“this’ll work.” you grin warmly, unintentionally making eye contact with sophia, who was reciprocating your smile and gaze, but only for a moment before returning back to her stern self around you.

but wow— even if it was just for a moment you could’ve sworn your heart stopped beating momentarily there, the butterflies going berserk in your stomach. 

“better not mess this up, y/n” sophia scoffs.

admittedly, sophia was still hesitant to work together with you, but seeing as she had no choice, she accepted.

-

as the days rolled on, the community workshop day loomed ever closer. the tension between you and sophia had shifted; while you still had your disagreements, there was a sense of camaraderie slowly forming. you were finding common ground in your shared goal of making the event a success, even if you couldn’t quite shake the competitive edge.

one evening, as you helped out during a rehearsal, you caught yourself watching sophia again. she was guiding her students through a scene, her passion shining through every gesture. it was hard not to admire her—her energy, her dedication, the way she inspired those kids to be their best. you couldn’t help but think about how different she was from the cool, collected teacher everyone else saw. here, she was vibrant and alive, and it struck a chord deep within you.

“seriously, n/n,” daniela nudged you, breaking your train of thought. “you’re staring again.”

your little sister had started accompanying you to these rehearsals, wanting to get a ride home from you instead of taking the bus home.

you turned to her, feigning nonchalance. “i’m just observing.”

“observing? right. you’re practically drooling,” she teased, her voice light but full of mischief.

you groaned, brushing off her comments. “i’m not. and could you be quiet about it?”

“oh, please. everyone can see it, dear sister, you’re not subtle. just ask her out already,” dani insisted, a grin plastered across her face.

“not happening,” you shot back, though the thought had crossed your mind more than once. “she’s too focused on her students, and i’m… well, i’m the basketball coach.”

dani rolled her eyes. “you’re both teachers. just because you’re rivals doesn’t mean you can’t also be… whatever else.”

as you tried to come up with a witty retort, the rehearsal wrapped up, and the students began to disperse. sophia caught your eye, giving you a nod of acknowledgment.

“see? she’s looking at you,” your baby sister whispered, elbowing you in the side.

“shut up,” you replied, trying to suppress a smile.

“y/n! can you help me with this?” sophia called, gesturing toward a stack of props.

you obliged, walking over with a bit of hesitance. as you helped her carry them into a storage room and sort through the items, the atmosphere shifted again. “thanks for helping out,” she said, her tone warmer than usual. “it’s been nice having you around.”

“yeah, well, i figured it’d be good to lend a hand,” you replied, trying to keep your voice casual. “we’re in this together after all.”

sophia looked thoughtful for a moment, her gaze piercing yet soft. “i know we have our differences, but i appreciate your effort. i just want to make sure our students get a memorable experience.”

“i get that. i want the same for my team,” you said, hoping your sincerity showed. “maybe we can find ways to highlight both programs.”

a brief silence hung between you, the tension from earlier fading into something more comfortable. “that’s the plan,” she said, a hint of a smile creeping onto her lips. “we’re a team, after all.”

just then, the door swung open, and daniela reentered, eyes gleaming with mischief. “hey, i just had a thought—why don’t we mix things up at the community day? like a mini talent show where the basketball girls have to perform something artsy? we could host it in between the different workshops.”

sophia’s eyes lit up at the idea, while you felt your stomach drop. “what? no way—”

daniela cut you off, grinning. “think about it! a fun way to bridge the gap between your two programs! i know my big sister here would be more than willing to do whatever you want miss sophia!”

sophia seemed intrigued, leaning forward. “it could be a great way to showcase teamwork. and we could have them work together on the performances!”

“absolutely not,” you interjected, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. “i’m not getting on stage.”

“come on, n/n! it would be hilarious! and i’m sure the other girls wouldn't mind” daniela insisted, nudging you playfully.

sophia chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “i think it sounds like a great idea.”

“yeah, well, you’re not the one who has to perform,” you muttered, crossing your arms defensively.

sophia’s laughter echoed through the room, making your heart race. “don’t worry, we can make it fun. besides, it’ll be great for school spirit!”

“fine, but only if i can do a slam dunk in the middle of my performance,” you shot back, joking.

“deal,” sophia replied, smirking.

-

with the date approaching in less than a week, the two of you began meeting more frequently. it was strange how much time you two spent together, and despite your initial hesitations, sophia found herself looking forward to those moments. each planning session revealed more layers to you—your humor, your dedication, and that rare softness that broke through your brash exterior.

one afternoon, while going over logistics for the event, you couldn’t help but ask, “so what’s your favorite part of teaching?” it felt like a risk to the two, stepping out of the bounds of your usual playful bickering.

sophia paused, her expression thoughtful. “honestly? it’s seeing the kids transform. watching them come out of their shells during a performance or find confidence in themselves. it’s like a light bulb goes off.”

you nodded, impressed. “that’s really cool. i can see how much they look up to you.”

sophia’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she brushed off the compliment. “thanks. but enough about me—what about you? what drives you as a coach?”

you shrugged, feeling a wave of sincerity wash over you. “winning is great, but it’s more about seeing the girls grow, too. watching them realize their potential, support each other, and build a team—that’s what i love the most.”

sophia smiles softly to herself, though it goes unnoticed by you. maybe there as more in common between you two than she thought.

-

on the eve of the event, you and sophia decided to meet one last time to finalize the schedule and make sure everything was ready for tomorrow. you both settled into the mpr, the tension between you now more comfortable, laced with a sense of friendliness.

“i can’t believe it’s finally happening tomorrow,” you said, looking around the room filled with props and equipment. “feels weird.”

“yeah, i just hope it all goes smoothly,” she replied, biting her lip, her brows furrowing in concern.

“you’ve worked hard. the kids love you, and the performances will be amazing. trust yourself,” you encouraged, your tone sincere.

sophia glanced at you, her expression softening. “thanks, y/n. that means a lot coming from you.”

just then, a loud crash echoed from the back of the mpr as a student accidentally knocked over a stack of props, causing both of you to jump.

“great! just what we need before a big event,” you said, rushing over to help.

as you both started picking up the scattered items, your hands brushed against each other. the moment lingered, and you both froze for a heartbeat before quickly pulling away, a rush of heat spreading across your cheeks.

“uh… sorry,” you muttered, clearing your throat. “guess we’re a bit clumsy tonight.”

“yeah, clumsy,” she echoed, though a soft smile tugged at her lips. “just a lot on our minds.”

you chuckled, relieved at the lightness returning to the moment. “right. what’s our first activity again?”

sophia reached for the clipboard, flipping through the schedule. “we start with some icebreaker games before splitting into workshops. your girls will lead a few drills, and then we’ll have the mini talent show later.”

“can’t wait to see my team actually do this,” you chuckle.

“don’t sell them short. you might be surprised,” she replied, a teasing glint in her eye. “they might just steal the show.”

“or bring it crashing down,” you countered with a laugh.

-

the day of the community workshop finally arrived, buzzing with excitement and nerves. the gym was transformed into a vibrant hub, with colourful decorations and stations set up for various activities. you could hear the chatter and laughter of kids filling the space, making it hard to believe that just a month ago, you and sophia had been at odds over budget cuts.

as the event kicked off, you looked over at sophia, who was in her element, directing her students with a flair that made you admire her even more. the icebreaker games were a hit, with kids mingling and having fun, but the real challenge loomed ahead—the mini talent show.

the talent show began, and the kids showcased their various talents—singing, dancing, and acting, each performance more impressive than the last. sophia cheered enthusiastically for each act, her passion evident.

when it was finally your team’s turn, you could feel the weight of expectation. you had arranged for a fun skit that would highlight teamwork, incorporating elements of basketball with a comedic twist. you could see the nervousness in your players' eyes as they shuffled onto the makeshift stage, but you also saw the determination flicker behind them.

“okay, girls! remember what we practiced” you chuckle lightheartedly, hoping to boost their spirits.

the skit started off a bit shaky, but as your players found their rhythm, the laughter from the audience built. you caught a glimpse of sophia’s delighted expression, her laughter ringing out above the crowd. it made your heart race—she was enjoying this, and you wanted to keep that smile on her face.

-

eventually, the night came to a close as parents and their children began filing out of the gym after a successful event. you and sophia found yourselves amidst the remnants of the community workshop. the atmosphere buzzed with the afterglow of laughter and excitement, but now it was just the two of you, surrounded by colourful props and decorations.

“alright, everyone, you can head home! great job today!” you called out, shooing away the last few lingering students. “seriously, don’t worry about the cleanup. we’ve got it covered.”

sophia smiled, watching the students file out, their faces still glowing from the event. once the doors swung shut, a comfortable silence settled over the gym. you glanced over at her, taking in the way she brushed a stray hair behind her ear, a hint of relief in her expression.

“looks like we’re officially on cleanup duty,” you said, picking up a few scattered props.

“yeah, but it was worth it,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with the remnants of excitement. “everyone really had a great time.”

you hear sophia giggle softly, pausing her clean up duties. “you know, i really thought we wouldn’t be able to pull this off. i practically hated your guts a month ago.”

you chuckled lightheartedly in response, “i was a bit nervous at first, too. you were so closed off before this workshop thing.” you pause, picking up a few more props. “I’m glad we moved past it though.”

she rolled her eyes, but there was a soft smile on her lips. “well, i guess you’ve seen a different side of me. and maybe i’ve seen a different side of you too.”

as you both continued cleaning up, the atmosphere shifted. it felt lighter, charged with a new kind of understanding. “so, what do you think we should do next?” you asked, trying to sound casual while your heart raced.

sophia looked thoughtful. “maybe we could plan another event? we could make it a tradition.”

“sounds great,” you agreed, your mind racing with possibilities. then, gathering your courage, you added, “or… we could hang out outside of school. grab a bite to eat together sometime?”

her eyes widened slightly, and you could see the gears turning in her head. “are you asking me out, coach?”

“maybe i am,” you said, stepping a little closer, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

a slow smile spread across her face, illuminating her features. “i’d like that. i’ll take you up on that offer, y/n.”

a/n - i got lazy at the end sorry LOL