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sanccharine · 1 year ago

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10 | spiralling...

hogwarts au

pairing: hufflepuff!tzuyu x slytherin!reader genre: fluff, slice of life word count: 2.1k

warnings: swearing, mentions of injuries

summary: whether on the field or during class, you never shied away from trouble. and in your sixth year, trouble seemed to follow you like a shadow, though you couldn’t complain. especially when that series of misfortunes led you to the transfiguration prodigy, chou tzuyu. includes: ateez’s san and wooyoung, red velvet's yeri, txt's yeonjun, viviz's sinb

status: ongoing a/n: i feel like i make slytherin!reader unnecessarily angsty, like babygorl (non-gendered) life isn’t that serious, go stream crazy form and relax ! also thanks to @eternallyghosting for the moral support (and stopping me from throwing my laptop at the wall)

masterlist | chapter 9 | chapter 11

You’ve been avoiding Chou Tzuyu.

Much like how she’s been avoiding you.

Well… you didn’t know how accurate the second statement was. Of course, you would have to address her at some point to come to that conclusion.

After Tzuyu had run away from you, the first thing you did was head to practice. But the ground where you agreed upon was devoid of people. Gulping, you made your way to class, ignoring both your crushing guilt and your restless arm.

While you were grateful Tzuyu, or Kang Yeosang for that matter, were nowhere to be found. You still had to face your friends.

Wooyoung and San were seated at the very back, very uncharacteristic of the latter, but you guessed the situation asked for it. Both Yeonjun and Yeri were there with them, engrossed in what was probably a retelling of the morning. The second pair was very clearly showing their backs to the professor. Fortunately for them, the teacher seemed not to care one bit because, for one, Wooyoung wasn’t even taking this subject.

As you sneaked your way in, the professor rolled his eyes at you before turning back to drone on about the class. Avoiding questioning eyes, you made it to the back of the class just as Wooyoung noticed you. Taking a spot at the empty table to his left, you held your breath as four pairs of eyes turned to you.

In an instant, Wooyoung pressed himself to your side and took your left arm. “You didn’t say anything did you?” He pushed up your sleeve up to the elbow. “Did Madam Yun give you the healing potion—ugly green in colour?” He turned your arm around. “Did she give you anything else? It doesn’t seem to have worked, hmm.”

Even if you wanted to, you didn’t have the strength to yank your hand from Wooyoung's care. But you didn’t.

Knowing him, he expected answers so you obliged with a groan. “No, I didn’t say anything. Yes, I had the potion. No, she didn’t give anything else. This is just a side effect, it will be gone by the end of the day probably.”

You avoided his eyes when Wooyoung tilted his head in question, unconvinced.

San opened his mouth, no doubt about to ask how you were doing, after all, he was the last to see you at the clinic. But Yeri beat him to it.

“Eunbi is pissed, you know,” Yeri confessed, having been at the practice you missed.

“Does she know?” you asked, as you tried to gently pry your hand from Wooyoung’s grip.

“No, but it won’t be long before she finds out,” Yeri said. She seemed detached, but you noticed. Underneath her table, she crossed and uncrossed her legs, shifting almost as much as the gears in her head.

“She won’t be happy,” Yeonjun said as San nodded.

“Woo and Sangie did their best, but I don’t think it’ll do much—”

You interrupted San, finally yanking your hand from Wooyoung. “That’s right!” you almost yelled but caught yourself just at the right moment. “What were you and Yeosang thinking? Lying to Lee? What if she wasn’t in the mood to play along with you?”

“We were thinking that you, of all people, didn’t deserve to get expelled for punching that asshole." Wooyoung rolled his eyes and moved to your hand again, straightening out your sleeve.

“I doubt Yeosang thought that—”

“He’s not as cold as he looks, you know,” Wooyoung cut you off as he moved to button your shirt, undeterred by the blood stains. “Just a stickler for rules, otherwise, he’s basically harmless.”

“It’s true,” Yeonjun piped in. “He’s actually very cute.”

Both you and Yeri threw Yeonjun a questioning glare, not really understanding how that statement was relevant to this conversation but went with it anyway.

“Regardless, if it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be sitting here,” that much you could agree on. Wooyoung had moved to your tie and fixed it up as well. “Besides, with both of Lee’s star pupils having your back, there was no way she would’ve expelled you.”

That was the type of faulty thinking you never entertained in all your years at Hogwarts.

“Tzuyu definitely wouldn’t have let it happen,” Wooyoung barely got out the words, almost as if it was an internal thought that had made it to his lips without his decision.

If that was true, then why did she turn tail the second she was alone with you?

You couldn’t help but frown at the thought.

Wooyoung finally pulled away from you when Yeri spoke up again. “So how do we handle Eunbi?”

Happy that it doesn’t directly involve him, Wooyoung relaxed in his seat and bared his dimples at the rest of you.

Handle Eunbi? There was no such thing. What she says goes, and most of the time, you trusted her decision without question.

“Well, if she knows, it's her decision to bench me—”

“There's no way she’s benching you!” San said, appalled but cringed when he realised how loud his voice had come out.

“There’s no point stressing about that,” Yeonjun added, nonchalantly. “She simply can’t afford to bench you—”

“And since Lee is on your side, it's all up to Eunbi,” Yeri concluded. “She won’t bench you.”

But that was never your worry.

Frowning, you hid your trembling arm underneath the table as you turned your attention to the class. However, not before catching Yeri’s grimace.

When you exited the class later, you attempted to apologise to the professor on behalf of your friends. Unsurprisingly, you received an irate get out! from him.

The rest of the day passed you in a blur, you just followed your friends around. And when it came to the classes you shared with Tzuyu, you decided to skip them for the day. Instead, you grabbed your broom from your dorm and headed straight for Jeongyeon’s tunnel. The time through the one that connects under and out the other side of the Ravenclaw tower. If you stayed close to the water, even stray students who skipped class like you should miss you.

Within just seconds in the air, you knew something was wrong. Before you could nosedive into the lake, you brought yourself back down. While you didn’t crash face-first into the dirt, you did stumble off your broom. Not a promising sign when you have a game in less than a week.

Ignoring the way your left arm was shaking, you gripped your broom in your right and walked back to where you were. Once again, you mounted your broom and lifted off. This time around, you were stable, floating in the air but in place—classic first-year challenge. Although, it was normal to feel some sense of movement when seated on a broom—you were flying after all—it wasn’t supposed to be as obvious as it was.

Almost like a bee, you buzzed in place, twitching forwards and backwards from time to time much like your arm does. And when you tighten your grip on the broom, you just tip forward, ready to be thrown off the broom again. This shouldn’t be a problem, as a Beater you didn’t need both hands on the broom. So when you lifted your left arm away, not only did the broom straighten but also stopped acting up.

Flight came easy to you. But you couldn’t rejoice just yet.

Making circles above the lake was no difficult task, it was as if you were never injured in the first place.

The problem lay where you lost complete control of your left arm from the elbow down.

It was just thrashing around to your side, completely useless. And in the moments where you did gain some semblance of control, your muscle pulled, shooting jabbing pain up your arm and forcing you to stop flying before you could take a dip in freezing cold water. There was absolutely no way you'd be able to hold a bat, let alone aim or deflect a Bludger.

And when you switched arms, hoping to use your right as the batting hand, you might as well be possessed with how you jumped across the air on your broom.

As the sun began its descent down the sky, you decided it was time to return to your common room. You could fix this problem, you had to, you had a week to so… well, less than.

That night, you skipped dinner as well.

Unfortunately for you, Eunbi decided to do the same.

As you rose from the couch, your excuse was already on your lips. “Listen, you have to understand—”

Eunbi gestured for you to stay seated, as she made her way right to your side. “Give me your arm.”

Following orders, you pulled up your sleeve and raised it.

“It looks fine,” then she pressed on your palm, and your hand shot out of her grasp. “Never mind.”

This is the first night all over again.

The creases formed by Eunbi’s frown seemed deeper under the dim lights, ageing her much older than she was.

You wanted to ask her questions. How did she find out about your arm so quickly? Did she hear about your fight? How much of it did she hear was accurate? Who had told her? Did she know about Lee’s interference? Or about Wooyoung and Yeosang’s? Well, really Tzuyu's. What did she think about Hyukwoo? What did she think about you? Your actions? What happens now?

Every question running through your mind was another second Eunbi stayed silent.

“Did you skip your classes today?”

Now that was the last question you thought she’d ask. And who snitched on you?

“Yes,” you said with a blank expression.

“Did you practice?” she asked, for a second, her eyes flitting to the lake.

“Yes,” you nodded. “But just flying”

“How did your arm affect you then?” she asked, catching your eyes again.

“It wasn’t… It wasn't great.”

“Okay,” Eunbi nodded to herself. “We’ll have to use the same method from second year.”

“But it’s not just weak, I have no control—”

“Well, it’s our best shot. And Madam Yun says it should go away—”

“You spoke to Madam Yun about this? When did you get the time—?”

“That doesn’t matter,” Eunbi shrugged as she folded her arms, physically defending herself even when her words were dismissive. “I want you to practice whenever you can and always with someone. Preferably with Yeri, of course."

Eunbi paused to consider something.

"Did you try to fly handless?"

Now, why didn't you think of that?

"No, I didn't."

It wouldn't be hard for you, not really. But in a game, especially with your role, accuracy was vital. Automatically, as one hand swings the bat, the other will find its place on the broom. You simply couldn't afford to steer handless.

Eunbi seemed to come to the same conclusion.

"That's not a problem," she nodded. "Whether you want to fly or bat with that hand is your choice but whatever you choose, focus on consistency, not strength.”

Although she didn’t explicitly say the words, it was clear she believed your hand wouldn’t be cooperating in time for the game. Perhaps, she was right.

“Don’t get all mopey about it,” Eunbi said, gently smacking your right shoulder. “If anything goes south, we can figure it out on the spot.”

When you just stared at your hand, Eunbi grabbed your chin and forced you to look at her.

“Just practice and keep me updated daily, alright?” Eunbi ordered. “We’re not losing the game, trust me.”

You nodded, believing her.

“Now that’s over with,” Eunbi sighed, and folded her arms again. “I heard you soiled my Transfiguration textbook.”

Shit.

You don’t even know where it was.

Last you remembered, you’d thrown it to the ground before you charged at Hyukwoo. Or was it at Madam Yun’s after you'd been dropped there by San?

Eunbi scoffed with a roll of her eyes. “I’ll get you another textbook but don't expect a free pass this time. We'll annotate it together and I'm testing how well you've studied so far. "

Yeah, that was deserved.

"We can figure that out sometime after the game, and try not to destroy it this time.”

With another pat on your shoulder, Eunbi headed for the dorms.

“I’m sorry,” you turned around in your seat and called out. "Really!"

“Whatever,” Eunbi threw a hand in the air, clearly too tired to care about this.

“Hold on, are you going to sleep? Now? Did you have dinner?”

“I had a bread roll—”

“Are you serious right now—?”

“Tell me what to do when you’re not being all sad and shit. You go eat dinner,” Eunbi said in a flippant manner as she took the stairs.

“Eunbi!”

“Goodnight, Y/N,” and with that she disappeared.

any feedback is much appreciated.

a/n: literally nothing happens in this chapter im sorry. also if you all are sick of reading the same fucking day for like the last four chapters, you don't understand HOW SICK i am of writing this stupid day. like slytherin!reader stop fucking crying waah waah waah i dont want to hear it !!

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pttwice · 1 year ago

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i love the autistic tzuyu fic you did before can you do another one but with her big sisters chaeyoung and dahyun please

hi anon :) dahyun and chaeyoung would be the best big sisters to little!autistic tzuyu. i think it'd be a little difficult for them to understand to care for her needs at first but they'd eventually get the hang of it.

best big sisters

|| littlend!tzuyu, big sis!dahyun, big sis!chaeyoung ||

"Chaeng! Hyun!"

Dahyun rolled over in her bed, slipping her headphones off as she heard her mama call. "Chaeng. Mama's calling us."

Chaeyoung turned around from her spot on Dahyun's get and pushed herself out of the bed, dragging Dahyun behind her. They walked into the living room together and sat down on the couch, waiting for Jeongyeon to walk into the kitchen.

Jeongyeon quickly entered the living room and handed Chaeyoung and Dahyun a list. "I'm sorry to spring this on you girls, but mommy and I have to go to a meeting with manager unnie. We shouldn't be more than a few hours, but if we take any longer or there's a problem, you have all the girls' numbers as well as everyone on that paper."

Dahyun and Chaeyoung looked down at the list and nodded, eyebrows furrowed. They were a bit confused as to why it was so urgent that their mama was telling them now that they had to leave for a bit, but Tzuyu suddenly toddled in.

Tzuyu popped her head around the corner, Poppy's ear in her mouth. She made a happy hum when she saw her mama and ran to her, Jeongyeon scooping her up with ease.

"Are we going to get to babysit Tzu?" Dahyun's eyes lit up in excitement. Usually if they needed someone to babysit Tzu, their mamas would ask one of the older girls instead of them.

Jeongyeon smiled and nodded when Nayeon walked in. She kissed Tzuyu's cheek and set her down so she could run over to her mommy. "You guys have been doing well with Tzu lately, and I think watching her for a couple hours shouldn't be too hard."

Chaeyoung excitedly nodded her head and watched Tzuyu babbling to her mommy. "Yeah! We can do it! We're big girls!"

Although 10 and 11 years of age were hardly grown, Jeongyeon and Nayeon trusted them enough to take care of Tzuyu. If worse came to worst, they would just call one of the girls and knew they'd be over in a heartbeat.

Nayeon set Tzuyu down on the couch in between Dahyun and Chaeyoung and grabbed her purse from one of the hooks by the front door. She walked back over to the three girls sitting on the couch and kissed each of them on the head. "Be good to your sister, and like mama said, if anything comes up, don't be afraid to call one of the girls. We love you and we'll be back soon!"

Things were going well for all of 10 seconds after Nayeon and Jeongyeon left. The second Tzuyu's brain registered that her mama and mommy had left her with her big sisters, she started to cry. She slipped off the couch and went to the door, sitting in front of it. She laid her body against it as she started to hit her head against it.

Dahyun immediately knew this wasn't good for her little sister so she jumped off the couch to pull Tzuyu away from the door. Tzuyu fought her a bit, but eventually her body gave up as she let her Hyun pull her back to the couch.

Tzuyu had big tears streaming down her face as she hugged Poppy close to her chest. She looked up at Dahyun and then Chaeyoung, small hiccups escaping her. "W-where mama? W-where mommy?"

Dahyun and Chaeyoung's hearts broke at the sight of their little sister crying, but they were determined to make sure she had fun while their mamas were gone. Chaeyoung leaned down to rub Tzuyu's back and gave her a tight hug. "Mama and mommy had to leave for a meeting, but they'll be back soon, Tzu. Why don't you play with me and Hyun?"

Tzuyu sniffled and shook her head, tugging her body away from Chaeyoung. She slumped back into the couch and buried her face into the plush cushions.

Chaeyoung sighed and looked over at Dahyun for help. They sat silently for a few minutes, Tzuyu's whimpers breaking up the silence every once in a while, until Dahyun got up. She had the perfect idea to keep Tzuyu occupied.

All the pillows and blankets in the apartment and four chairs later, Dahyun and Chaeyoung built the most awesome fort in the world. Tzuyu had her face hidden in the couch the entire time, still upset over her mamas leaving her.

Once they had finished putting the lights on inside of the fort, Chayeoung tapped on Tzuyu's shoulder. Tzuyu turned her head to look at her big sister, eyes a little red and swollen from crying earlier.

"Hyun and I have a surprise for you, Tzu!" Chaeyoung excitedly held her hand out for Tzuyu to take. The little hesitantly held onto Chaeyoung's hand, slipping off the couch. When Tzuyu turned around, her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open.

"Hyun! Look! Look!" Tzuyu excitedly bounced up and down, amazed at the beauty of the fort her big sisters had built. Dahyun just giggled and nodded, taking Tzuyu's other hand as they led her inside.

The two had decorated it with fairy lights and sprayed a little bit of the cinnamon perfume that Jeongyeon wore. The two older girls collected a few of Tzuyu's coloring books, her squishy ball, her headphones, a little dog puzzle, and even Jeongyeon's laptop so they could watch Paw Patrol.

Tzuyu was so excited when she saw everything that she was buzzing. She flapped her hands and giggled, looking around at all the things her big sisters put in the fort.

"What do you want to do first, Tzu?" Chaeyoung sat crossed her legs as she sat down beside Dahyun, adoration across her face as she watched Tzuyu.

Tzuyu thought for a second, bringing Popppy's ear to her mouth before she spotted the dog puzzle. She happily pointed at it and Dahyun picked it up, emptying out the 5 pieces on the colorful mats.

Tzuyu laid down on her tummy, giggling as she picked up the foam puzzle pieces. It looked like a really hard puzzle, but thankfully her big sisters were here to help her. Tzuyu was able to put the first 2 of the 5 pieces of the puzzle before she needed help. She held the dog's tail up to Chaeyoung, silently asking her to help.

"Hmmm. Does it go here?" Chaeyoung put the tail where the head should be. This drew a big laugh out of the little who shook her head. Chaeyoung tried again and put the tail where the legs should be. "What about here?" Tzuyu laughed even harder and it warmed her big sister's hearts.

"Put here, Chaeng!" Tzuyu giggled and pointed to the back of the dog, right where the tail should go.

Chaeyoung faked a shocked 'oh' face as she playfully shook her head. "You're so smart, Tzu! Good job!" Dahyun gave Tzuyu a high five as Chaeyoung put the piece in. She picked up the head for Tzuyu to put down, impressed that she immediately knew where to put it.

The last two pieces of the puzzle were easy enough for Tzuyu to figure out by herself. Once they were done, Dahyun took a few pictures to show to their mamas later.

Although the matching game only involved five pairs of animals, Dahyun and Chaeyoung made sure that Tzuyu won. They loved hearing how happy and excited their little sister got round after round of the game. Eventually, they switched to coloring and Dahyun turned Jeongyeon's laptop on. She pulled up an episode of Paw Patrol and the little happily colored away.

Dahyun and Chaeyoung only had to change Tzuyu once and thankfully all they had to do was help her step into a pull up. Once they finished in the bathroom, they got some snacks and Tzuyu's favorite apple juice before they headed back to the fort.

The three hours their mamas were gone flew as the three had fun. Tzuyu colored a picture for each of her big sisters and each of her mamas. She was happy with her pictures and even more happy that Dahyun and Chaeyoung were taking care of her so well. They even stimmed with her whenever she got excited, encouraging her to flap and rock to her heart's content.

By the time Nayeon and Jeongyeon got home, the apartment was quiet other than a Paw Patrol episode softly playing on Jeongyeon's laptop. Nayeon hung her purse up and walked into the living room, a laugh leaving her at the sight of the fort the girls had made for their little sister. Jeongyeon followed closely behind Nayeon, taking a few pictures.

Nayeon bent down and peeked into the fort. Her heart was so full at the sight of her babies all cuddled up with each other. Tzuyu was in between Chaeyoung and Dahyun, holding each of their hands. Poppy rested on Tzuyu's chest as their coloring books as crayons were strewn across the colorful mats.

Jeongyeon took a few more pictures and leaned in, kissing each one of them on the cheek. She tried to pick Tzuyu up to put her down in her own bed, but the little whined, burying herself further in between her sisters.

Tzuyu loved her Hyun and her Chaeng. She loved her mama and her mommy too, but she would definitely be looking forward to the next time they were her babysitters.

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twiceinadream · 2 years ago

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“Practice Makes Perfect.”

Requested: Nope

Prompt: [High School AU] Jihyo and Y/N are best friends, but Y/N has had a crush on Jihyo ever since they met 6 years ago. Jihyo is going on a date and panics because she’s never kissed anyone before, but Y/N has…😏

a/u: Hey, everyone! I’m back with probably the first truly fluffy thing I’ve written in a long time, I don’t know how to take that information, but do with that as you please. Anyways, I was in a very Fluffy Jihyo mood and got inspired by a random TikTok. I hope you enjoy and stream: POP!, it’s so freaking good! Thank you for all the love and support, I love you guys! (Also if anyone has a Nayeon prompts of any kind, please send them in)

Word Count: 2.8k

Category: Fluff

“Y/N! Hey, Y/N, wait up!” You pulled the earbud out of your ear as the voice of your very loud best friend seemed to penetrate the volume of your music. You stopped in your tracks to turn around and face her.

Park Jihyo: your best friend, the Girl’s Varsity Golf Captain, soloist for the school’s choir, and your secret crush of six years. She came running at you with a wide smile that practically split the girl’s face in two as she made it to your side, “I have news! Y/N you’re not gonna believe it!”

You winced at her lack of volume control when she was excited as you looked around sheepishly at the people staring at the two of you, “Hello to you too, Ji. I want to hear the news, but first volume.”

A slight blush colored her cheeks as she laughed a little at herself, “Right, sorry.” The two of you continued walking as she waited to be out of earshot of anyone else before stopping you with a hand that gripped your forearm, “You’ll never guess who asked me out.” Her small figure was practically vibrating from excitement, “Chou Tzuyu!”

Your best friend squealed as she danced in place, you were happy for her, you really were. You just couldn’t help the stab of pain you felt to your heart every time she told you about her crushes, there were many but none of them were ever you. So you continued to play your role as the supportive best friend as you smiled excitedly for her, “Oh my god, that’s incredible! You’ve been crushing on her ever since she moved here! So does that mean you’ll become First Lady, Park Jihyo, to our Class President?” You wiggled your eyebrows suggestively, teasing her.

Jihyo just rolled her eyes as she pushed you away, “Shut up, that’s stupid!” She shook her head as the two of you continued the short walk to your house where you both congregated after school to study, it was a lot quieter than the Park residence. “She wanted to go out on Saturday, so I have like two days to prepare.”

You nodded as you pulled your house keys out of your pocket, sliding it into the lock before pushing the door open, “What’re you gonna do? Dye your hair a new color? Practice kissing your hand?” You continued teasing her as you both slipped off your shoes - your parents were out of town till next week - and began walking up the stairs to your room.

“Uh! Why do I even tell you things, you’re such a weirdo!” Jihyo threw her backpack onto the floor by your bed before flopping onto it. You laughed as you threw your backpack next to hers before sitting beside her on your bed.

Your smile was still wide as you poked her in the side, “Because you love me and entrust me with every secret.”

She waved her hand at you dismissively before she suddenly shot up into a sitting position, the quickness in her movements shocked the both of you as she suddenly had a look of fear in her eyes, “Y/N, what if she wants to kiss me!? I’ve never kissed anyone before!” Jihyo looked at you in horror, “What if I’m a terrible kisser!?”

You couldn’t help but look at her in humorous confusion, “Jihyo, what? Where is this even coming from?” You smiled, shaking your head, “Kissing isn’t even that big of a deal, you won’t ‘suck’ you’re just gonna be new to it. I’m sure Tzuyu will understand. Hell, maybe you’ll be her first kiss too.”

But it didn’t seem like your words had any effect on her, “Highly doubt that, but of course you’re gonna say ‘kissing isn’t even that big of a deal’, you’ve kissed people before, Y/N. I haven’t!”

You just rolled your eyes good-naturedly as you looked at her, “What? You wanna practice with me or something?”

In an instant you almost saw the lightbulb go off above your best friend’s head, “Y/N, you’re a genius!” You looked at her in confusion again for what felt like the hundredth time in an hour, “Why don’t I practice kissing with you, so I won’t feel like an idiot with Tzuyu.”

It felt like all the air had been sucked out of your lungs as your jaw dropped, “What!?”

Jihyo shrugged, “Don’t they do it all the time in movies? You’re my best friend Y/N, just think of it like I’m asking you for advice.”

You shook your head in disbelief, “Hyo, you’re asking me to kiss you. Aren’t you worried this might make things awkward?”

But Jihyo didn’t seem to see the problem with it, “We’ve walked into each other changing before, I think we’ll be okay.” Then a hint of clarity seemed to hit her as she suddenly got shy, “Unless you really don’t want to. If you think it’ll be too awkward I’ll stop pushing it.”

You sighed as you weighed the pros and cons of the next sentence out of your mouth, without really letting the rational part of your brain get a say. You answered her, “Okay, Ji, I’ll help you.”

The nearly blinding grin broke out again on Jihyo’s face as she hugged you, “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I’m gonna go brush my teeth.” Your best friend left your room as you collapsed onto your bed, the weight of what was about to happen finally hitting you as you stared blankly at the ceiling.

Your best friend, no, your crush of six years had asked you to help her practice kissing and you had said, ‘Yes!’ You rubbed your face with your hands as you groaned, “I’m an idiot.” But a small, selfish part of you couldn’t be happier at the turn of events as you could hear Jihyo coming back, ‘Might as well make this better than anything Chou Tzuyu could ever give her.’

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The rays of the setting sun spilled in through your bedroom window as you and Jihyo sat across from each other on your bed. An awkward silence filled the room as the weight of what the two of you were about to do finally seemed to hit. Jihyo fidgeted under your gaze as you breathed out deeply, “You still sure about this?”

The dark haired girl nodded as she regained some of her usual confidence, “Yeah, it’s like what I tell my teammates all the time, ‘Practice makes perfect’.” She laughed a little to herself as you both felt the tension start to lessen, “Why are we so awkward? This isn’t a big deal, just practice.”

You nodded as you tried to find some part of yourself that would agree that this was no “big deal”. Finally you relented your quelled feelings as you smiled, “You’re right, let’s just get to the lesson. First, I’m gonna show you how to just kiss someone. Second, I’m gonna show you how to kiss someone when it gets a little more serious. Are you okay with that?”

Jihyo’s giddiness seemed to return as she nodded excitedly, “Yes, let’s do this.”

You couldn’t help but find her eagerness adorable as you stood up, before offering your hand to her and pulled her to stand as well. There was barely any distance between the two of you as you put a shaky hand against her waist and reached a hand up to cradle her cheek. You licked your lips to wet them as you spoke, “Okay, lick your lips just a little.” You watched as Jihyo’s tongue darted out ever so slightly before looking at you for more instructions, “I’m gonna start leaning in now, tilt your head a little to the right and meet me halfway. Don’t force it, just let it happen naturally.”

Your best friend nodded as you made sure the very last bits of your feelings for her were locked deep within the deepest reaches of your soul when you suddenly felt her lips meet yours. It was an innocent press of lips against the others before you broke away for the briefest of moments and deepened it. You put the smallest amount of pressure behind your actions as Jihyo quickly adapted and began kissing back harder, your hand against her waist began moving and caressing the exposed skin of her shirt that had ridden up. Before the two of you got carried away with the first lesson, you reluctantly broke the kiss as you stepped a little out of Jihyo’s reach before you dropped your hands back to your sides.

You cleared your throat awkwardly, “That was good. You’re a quick learner to change.” You nodded to yourself as Jihyo looked at you expectantly.

“What about the second lesson?”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, “Right, if or when things start heating up between you and…Tzuyu,” You tried not to show any hint of jealousy at the name, “you’ll want to know how to, I guess, make out.”

The dark haired girl nodded, “And that's different how?”

“You use your tongue.” You stated bluntly as you watched Jihyo cringe a little, “It’s not as gross as you might think,” You chuckled as you stepped back into the bobbed haired girl’s personal space and allowed your hands to naturally gravitate to her hips, “We’re gonna start off like we did last time, but this time I’m gonna open my mouth and I want you to let your tongue come out a bit. Don’t shove it into my mouth, that’s gross, just go with the flow.” She looked at you a bit in apprehension before nodding.

“Okay, I’m ready.” You gave her another smile as you took a second to study her face, you had probably done that a thousand times over but you still couldn’t help but admire how gorgeous she was. But you quickly stopped that train from leaving the station as you closed your eyes and began leaning in again.

The press of Jihyo’s lips against yours felt like two puzzle pieces fitting together, her past apprehensions of the first kiss seemed to disappear as she met your lips with confidence, you didn’t do anything other than kiss for a little before you began opening your mouth ever so slightly. You felt the tentative brush of Jihyo’s tongue against your lips as you took it as a sign to make the first move. Your tongue moved to greet hers as they met in a dance, both of you taking turns leading the kiss in whatever way either of you felt was right. As the kiss continued your hands had wandered from her waist to having a hand on her back and another running up and down her side as she crossed her arms behind your neck to pull you in closer.

You could tell the kiss was beginning to get out of hand, but you figured if she didn’t want to stop neither did you. So you both continued the ever growing passionate kiss when you suddenly pulled Jihyo in closer, the unexpectedly possessive action released an accidental moan from the girl you had been making out with. The noise was loud and as plain as day, you both pulled away, startled. Your faces were flushed as you just stared at each other, awkwardness quickly descended upon the silent room.

You couldn’t handle the tension as you cracked under the pressure, “Well, I hope that helped, I’ll see you tomorrow I guess. At least Tzuyu will be getting the best now.” You awkwardly made finger guns at your equally awkward best friend who quickly picked her backpack up and swung it over her shoulders.

“Uh, yeah, thanks Y/N. I’ll let myself out.” Jihyo gave you a shy smile as she left your room.

You waited till you heard the front door close as you groaned loudly, “What the fuck was that!? Oh my god! She moaned, into my mouth, while I was kissing her! Oh my god!” You fell back into your bed as you rolled around in a confusing blend of emotions, “What the fuck are we gonna do tomorrow!? Pretend it never happened?”

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Evidently, the next two days consisted of not being able to even look at each other or even stand being within the same vicinity as each other, which definitely strained your shared friend group who had no idea what had happened between the two of you.

But you couldn’t help but find the irony of it all so funny, ‘Not gonna be awkward my ass.’

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Saturday had finally rolled around and you had not spoken to Jihyo in two days, both of you were too nervous to even try to start a conversation with the other. So you sat home alone, a bowl of instant ramen in front of you, binge watching a show you had been meaning to catch up on when you got free time. A distant part of your brain remembered Jihyo had her date with Tzuyu today, but that little box you had trapped your feelings in had been bleeding out ever so slowly since the day you had kissed her.

You knew it was a selfish thing to think, but you silently hoped that the date wouldn’t go well. You had been in love with Jihyo since you guys were twelve. A frown formed on your lips at the thought of Tzuyu having the one person you had truly wanted your whole life. Then a knock at your door startled you out of your self-loathing as you checked the peephole to see Jihyo standing on the other side.

You instantly opened the door for your best friend as you took in her expression, you couldn’t exactly pinpoint the exact feelings but you could tell she was upset. You swallowed the bubble of anxiety in your throat, “Hyo, what happened? What’s wrong?” Your voice was full of concern as your best friend looked almost angry at you.

“It didn’t feel right.” You quirked an eyebrow in confusion as she ran a frustrated hand through her hair, “I kissed her again and again, but it just didn’t feel right.”

Your mouth was slightly agape, “Are you saying Tzuyu’s a bad kisser?”

Jihyo threw her hands up, exacerbated, “No! I’m saying that when I kissed her, the person of my dreams, all I could picture was how much better I felt when I kissed you.”

You could feel your blood run hot as your heartbeat felt like it was beating out of your chest, “What are you trying to say, Ji?” You couldn’t explain what it felt like to stare into the eyes of your secret crush of almost six years as it seemed your world was either about to crumble around you or you were about to be sent to cloud-nine.

“I..I,” Jihyo inhaled as she gathered up all the courage she could muster, “I think I like you, Y/N.” Your heart immediately jumped into your throat and your stomach did somersaults at the admission, an overwhelming wave of emotions took over your entire being as you just stared at your best friend. At your lack of a response Jihyo could slowly feel her heart crack, she thought she had just thrown away the best friendship she had ever had. “Y/N, I’m..I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything. That was really stu…”

Before she could finish, you did the one thing that you could think of to stop the racing thoughts of doubt you knew were clouding her mind as you immediately pulled her in by her waist, your guy’s eyes met for a moment before you kissed her. She tensed against you for the briefest of seconds before melting into the kiss as well, her hands going up to cradle your cheek as you poured every ounce of love you had been building up since the day you knew she was the one for you.

When the two of you eventually pulled away for air your eyes remained closed as your foreheads rested against each other’s, your breaths mingling as you both chuckled lightly. You finally opened your eyes to find Jihyo staring back at you, “I like you too, Hyo, I think I’ve been in love with you since the day we met.”

The raven haired girl laughed lightly as she pressed herself closer to you, “I’m sorry it took me so long to realize.”

“Better late than not at all.” You cracked a smile as you squeezed her hip lightly. “Are you still mad at me for a bad first kiss?”

Jihyo rolled her eyes playfully, “You were my first kiss, Y/N, now shut up and kiss me, you idiot.”

You laughed, “Gladly.” Before leaning in to capture her lips again.

#fortwice #twice #twice imagines #twice prompts #twice oneshot #twice fluff #park jihyo #twice jihyo #park jihyo x reader #twiceinadream

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kpop-zone · 5 years ago

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Twice reaction to 10th member falling or fainting on stage

Nayeon

When Nayeon saw you falling off stage, she absolutely forgot her surroundings. She would run to you, not caring that she had to finish the choreography or that there were thousands of people watching her. When she came to the place where you had fallen, the staff was already with you. She tried to come down the stage as well when she saw your face contorted with pain, but Jihyo and Jeongyeon were by her side, stopping her in the last second.

Nayeon remembered that she had responsibility towards the fans and had to finish the concert, but nothing was the same afterwards. She wouldn’t joke around anymore and only did the choreographies halfheartedly. The others had to give her encouraging words between the songs, so she wouldn’t start crying on stage. She was so worried and asked the staff every ten minutes if they had heard something from you. After the concert, she skipped the fan meeting and immediately made her way to the hospital. When she heard that you just had some bruises, she started to cry in relieve, clutching your side during the whole drive home to the dorm.

Jeongyeon

Jeongyeon had her eyes on you during the whole concert. She was definitely one of the most caring members in Twice, so she had immediately noticed that you had stopped eating properly a while ago. You had received a lot of criticism because of your weight, making you feel insecure. For Jeongyeon you were a ticking time bomb, it was just a matter of time till your body couldn’t take the starving and stress at the same time anymore. It was right in the middle of the concert, while you performed Fancy that your legs suddenly gave in and you fainted.

She could catch your body before your head hit the ground and immediately swept you up into her arms to carry you off stage. The others hadn’t even grasped what had happened yet. She gave you to the staff and ordered them to give you something to eat and drink. She closed her eyes for a second to gain her composure again before going on stage and explaining the situation to the members and the fans. Of course, she lied to the fans telling them that you already feelt dizzy before the concert because of a cold. After the concert, all the members went straight to you, pitying you and asking how you were feeling. Jeongyeon waited till they were gone to talk to you.

“Y/N. This can’t go on like this.”

She would tell you, while taking your hand and starting to stroke it with her thumb.

Momo

Momo was completely immerged in the choreography, not realizing at first that the other members had stopped dancing. They all gathered at the edge of the stage and when she counted their heads from behind, she immediately realized that yours was missing. She squeezed her way to the front, gasping in shock when she saw that you had slipped and fallen off stage. She could hear the other members talking to her, but she didn’t understand.

How could this have happened?

She just wanted to be by your side now, but the others didn’t let her. She couldn’t concentrate on dancing the rest of the night, always being one step behind all the others, actually leading to quite the chaos, because she disturbed the rhythm of everybody else. When she got backstage after the concert, her brain still hadn’t processed everything. She immediately started searching for you and when the staff told her that they had brought you to the hospital, she couldn’t control her tears anymore. When they finally drove all of the girls to the hospital to see you, she hesitated at first to touch you, because she didn’t want to hurt you.

“I just have a concussion. It’s fine, Momoring.”

After hearing your assurance, she threw her arms round your neck, mumbling how concerned she was into your ear.

Sana

You had caught a cold some days ago when you just came back from your Japan promotions and it was hitting you really hard tonight. But you didn’t want to let your fans down, so you took your medicine and pretended to be fine to not worry your members. Sana wanted to make sure that you were fine before the concert, but you avoided her, because you knew that she could see right through you. You were feeling fine throughout the whole concert and it wasn’t until the last songs during which you started to interact more with the fans that you realized that the medicine had stopped working and you felt incredibly exhausted and dizzy. Sana was just making her way over to you, in order to tease you with kisses on your cheek like she always did, when she realized the weird look on your face.

Suddenly your ears started ringing and you felt your eyesight diminish. The last thing you saw was Sana storming in your direction. She immediately started fanning air to you face with a towel and screamed for the staff to come over. She didn’t care that she should probably smile for the cameras. Seeing you unconscious really made her panic. When the staff carried you off stage, she wanted to come with you, but she knew that she couldn’t. During the last songs, she stayed with Dahyun and Momo, who stroked her back soothingly, knowing that Sana was out of it now. After the concert, she immediately rushed backstage, wrapping her arms around you and needing to hear your soothing voice to calm down.

Jihyo

Right when they entered the stage, Jihyo noticed that the stage was much too short for the choreography they had planned. But it was too soon before the show to make any changes, so she just warned her members. But in the heat of the show, you forgot about it and took your normal steps backwards, eventually stepping into nothing and losing your balance. Hearing your scream, the others immediately ran to you, Jihyo right at the front.

You were clutching your arm and anger boiled up in Jihyo. This was all the fault of the organizers of this stage. She watched you being carried backstage, while she went back to her position again. She definitely gave one of her most aggressive performances in her life, because she was so fed up from the mistreatment of idols. When the concert was over, she yelled at the organizers for being irresponsible, before driving to the hospital. Your arm was broken, and you couldn’t join the following events. Jihyo and you were both heartbroken because of the news. She laid next to you on the bed and let you rest your head on her chest, while you cried in disappointment.

Mina

It had been the perfect comeback. Today was the first regular concert that Mina attended again and you were ecstatic. However, in your excitement, you had forgotten to eat all day. You were so busy with assuring Mina that everything would be fine and that the fans would welcome her warmly that it had just slipped your mind. Wanting to give the best show, now that the ten of you were finally reunited again on stage, you were dancing as energetic as never before, completely leaving you drained of energy.

You could feel your fingertips getting numb, but before you could warn anyone, you just fainted in the middle of the song. The others immediately built a circle around you, shielding you as best as possible from the eyes of the fans. Mina started to feel panic creeping up inside her. What was wrong with you? Were you sick? She tried to stop it, but she could feel her mind starting to race. The others immediately saw the look on her face, suggesting to go backstage with you. She clutched your hand tightly while the doctor took your vitals and soon you gained back your consciousness.

“I’m fine, Minari. I’m sorry for scaring you.”

Hearing your voice, she started crying and you immediately wrapped your arms around her to calm her down. The pressure of the concert and your break down had simply been too much at once.

Dahyun

You were all walking from the main stage to the one in the middle of the crowd when it happened. You were right in the front and the way was only dimly lit. Because of a technical mistake, a part of the stage hadn’t been lifted yet, leaving a hole in the floor that you didn’t see. You suddenly lost the ground under your feet and fell into nothing. Dahyun had seen everything from the back, immediately running to the place where you had disappeared. She could only see blood streaming from your face, before the staff carried you away.

She stared blankly into the hole until she felt Momo and Sana interlinking their arms with her and pulling her along the stage. She tried to muster her signature bright smile, but tears were streaming down her face. Therefore, her voice was too shaky, so Chaeyoung covered her rap parts during the last songs.

After the concert, she didn’t change into different clothes, instead she let the driver take her to the hospital right away. When they arrived, the doctors were explaining the managers and her that you had needed some stitches, but that you would be fine in no time. She was relieved that you could leave the hospital soon again, but she was still concerned. Laying next to you in your hospital bed, she stroked your wound on your forehead, alternating it with soft kisses, being determined not to leave you alone in the hospital tonight.

Chaeyoung

The tour was draining for all of Twice’s members, especially around the award season. It was simply too much to have to perform during the shows, while adding the regular concert dates. It was bound to make someone of you collapse. Chaeyoung didn’t expect it to be you, though. You had never complained until now, making her believe that you were simply stronger than everybody else. The real reason, however, was that you didn’t want Chaeyoung to worry. You knew that she was incredibly sensitive, so you didn’t tell her about your dizziness before the concert.

It happened just between two songs when the lights were out. Your body gave in, forcing you to your knees. Only Tzuyu and Jihyo who were standing right next to you noticed your collapse, immediately supporting you to get off stage. When they came back, they told everyone that you would skip this song and Chaeyoung looked at them in confusion. She couldn’t concentrate at all during the next song, not knowing where you were. She furrowed her brow during the whole song, thinking about possible explanations. When Jihyo told her after the song that you had fainted, she asked a thousand questions. Where you were now, why you had fainted, whether you would come back. Jihyo knew that she had to manage to somehow answer these questions as careful as possible, because it was Chaeyoung’s way to process her shock.

As soon as the last song ended, she got backstage, sitting next to you while the doctor inserted an IV. She suddenly fell quiet, thinking about how stressed your body must have been in order for it to just shut down and tears made their way into her eyes.

Tzuyu

Everything had happened so fast that no one really knew how it happened exactly. A fan had thrown a plushie to your feet, but you stumbled over it, making you fall off stage. While the others immediately ran to your side, Tzuyu stayed back. She knew that you must have severe injuries from the fall, but she couldn’t see you this way. Not if she had to be strong for the rest of the concert. When the others came back to their positions after the staff had brought you away, she looked at the others questioningly. Maybe she was wrong, and you could join them again for the next song. But the others just shook their heads, making her walls go up.

She couldn’t cry in front of all this people. She just had to get this over with, then she could be by your side, where she belonged. For the fans it looked like Tzuyu didn’t behave differently, but her members recognized immediately that Tzuyu wasn’t really there anymore. In her mind, she was already with you. Nayeon had to guide her to all of her positions, because she totally had forgotten the set list. Gladly, her body already knew all of the choreographies on its own.

When the concert was finally over, the staff drove all of them to the hospital. You had broken your leg and would need surgery the next day. She listened to all of this stoic until everyone left the room and she was alone with you. She sat beside your bed, laying her head on your chest and started crying.

“I’m so sorry.”

She would repeat over and over again, because she wanted to be strong for you, but just couldn’t bottle up her emotions anymore.

#twice reactions #twice #jeongyeon #nayeon #momo #sana #jihyo #mina #dahyun #chaeyoung #tzuyu #girl group scenario #girl group #kpop scenario

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twiceblackvelvet · 5 years ago

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can you do a twice reaction to their idol wife being pregnant?

A/N; hope you enjoy it!

NAYEON

Nayeon would be so affectionate and caring that you’d struggle to get any breathing space away from her. Because you’re both idols she’d feel like she needs to protect you at all times and on the rare occasions she isn’t with you, she’d need constant updates on how you’re feeling or if you need anything once you get back home. Will probably have full-blown conversations with your bump all of which result in her saying she’s only willing to give up her prettiest person in the world title to her baby. She’ll absolutely have your child spoiled rotten before you’ve even given birth.

“What do you mean I can’t buy the baby a Chanel onesie?”

JEONGYEON

Probably the most laidback person on the outside but on the inside she’s a mess. She can’t help but worry that she isn’t going to be a good mom or that she’ll get everything wrong. You can easily pick up on her stress and try your best to reassure her. Will definitely document your bump progress in photos that she doesn’t let you see until once you’ve given birth. Likely to do something silly like run a poll on social media of two wild baby names neither of you is actually considering and both your fans and her own clown you both. She’s scared but so overwhelmingly proud of you for going through this.

“There’s nothing wrong with considering the name Aero!”

MOMO

Surprisingly calm about everything, though she does worry that either your fans or her own will react badly when it turns out she was worried for no reason she relaxes. She likes to talk to you about the future whenever she has free time and has told you all about her plans to turn your baby into a dancing prodigy. She’s even written out an entire timeline for when they’ll begin training etc. However, she lets you know it’s all a joke and that so long as the baby is healthy and happy that’s all that matters. Will drop anything and everything to be by your side if you need her.

“What do we do if the baby comes out doing a head-spin?”

SANA

Neither exceptionally clingy nor distant once she finds out you’re pregnant. She’s unsure if she’s truly ready for such a huge responsibility despite you discussing it a lot beforehand with her agreeing to you trying, she just needs a moment to think everything through but soon realizes this is all she’s ever wanted with you and thus becomes more and more affectionate and caring. Takes every single decision seriously which is surprising but it all stems from her nervousness at finally having another human being to take care of. She does sometimes come out with crazy ideas though, such as live-streaming the birth for both your fans which you turn down immediately.

“People would be interested in seeing the birth of by far the most important baby to ever exist!”

JIHYO

When you first tell Jihyo about your pregnancy she’s unbelievably happy. You’ve been trying for a while now. However, you’re worried that you’ll both receive a lot of backlash and hate for it. Jihyo will constantly reassure you that the only people that matter to her now are you and the baby. You decide to focus on that too and block out any unnecessary negativity. She likes to lay beside you at night and sing lullabies to your bump whilst her hand gently feels for any movement. She definitely cries the first time she feels the baby kick as it helps it fully sink in that she’s about to be a parent.

“I can’t wait to meet you little one.”

MINA

The first thing she feels when you give her the news that you’re finally pregnant is fear. The thought of another person relying on her to take care of them hits and it is a little overwhelming. You continuously reassure her until she starts to believe your words. She’ll start a collection of plushies to add to the room you’re both decorating for the baby and make sure it’s filled with bright colors and plenty of toys. Will probably cancel all of her schedules to make sure she’s spending as much time as possible with you.

“Mint green is a perfectly acceptable color for the ceiling.”

DAHYUN

Both of you would be quite panicked at first despite planning this. Dahyun would be worried about not just whether you’re both ready for it but also about if your careers would survive. But the second you show her your scan photo she just melts. Nothing else matters anymore. She’s so hyper about everything. Will definitely drag you into any and every store and show you the most random items that a baby will have no use for but her excitement makes you buy it anyway. One second she has her hand on your bump and pressing kisses to it, the next she’s taking pictures of it and posting them on Instagram to brag about how cute her baby already is.

“All babies need a cute little apron for when they learn to cook breakfast for their mommies!”

CHAEYOUNG

Allowing Chaeyoung access to the internet immediately after telling her probably wasn’t the best idea as she instantly rushes to buy as many books about pregnancy as humanly possible and soon enough your study room is just bursting at the seams with them and she somehow reads every single one of them. She makes sure to take care of you all the time with what foods to eat, what exercises are okay etc. Once your fans notice your pregnancy, she even starts asking them for any tips and you’re forced to reign her in. It all stems from love and excitement though and that’s what matters.

“This woman in Texas recommended Yoga so I signed us both up for a class in an hour, let’s go!”

TZUYU

Tzuyu would be a mixture of excited and worried. She’s grown quite used to other people taking care of her that she’s not sure she knows how to do it for someone else. You both speak honestly and openly about this several times and agree to just take things one day at a time. She slowly but surely finds herself growing more and more attached to the little bump forming and soon enough her worries just naturally disappear. When the pair of you decide to tell your fans about your pregnancy she’s not even scared, she’s gained so much confidence from this experience and feels grateful you decided to take this step with her.

“Do you think Gucci will like the baby?”

#twice #twice reactions #girl group scenarios #kpop scenarios #twice scenarios #kpop #im nayeon #yoo jeongyeon #hirai momo #minatozaki sana #park jihyo #myoui mina #kim dahyun #son chaeyoung #chou tzuyu

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silverlightqueen · 4 years ago

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Mischief Managed: Restricted Section

Across the United Kingdom, millions of children attend school every day, studying Maths, English and Science, but deep in the Scottish Highlands, a lucky thousand schoolkids get to study Potions, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Whilst the rest of us learn names like Shakespeare, Avogadro and Fibonacci, they learn names like Goshawk, Bagshot and Scamander. Whilst we learn how to do algebra, how to analyse poems and how photosynthesis works, they learn how correctly use a Conjuring Spell, how to brew a Draught of Living Death and how to fly a Nimbus 2000. And naturally, school children will always find a way to misbehave, to get up to no good, to make mischief, but when you add spells, potions and magic into the mix? Let’s just say… they get up to more than just mischief. Welcome to Hogwarts.

hogwarts!au, Park Jimin x reader - comedy, mild sexual content

Rating: PG17 (discussion of sex, sexual innuendo, brief mentions of violence and torture, mild profanity)

Word Count: 2.4k+

a/n: check the masterlist before you read!! here is the second instalment of my new hogwarts drabble series called Mischief Managed! (I know it’s really quick, but I’m motivated atm so I’m just posting as I finish them lmao). thank you to the loml @silverlightprincess for proof-reading and editing for me, you’re the best! I really hope y’all enjoy this, lmk what you think, I thrive off praise lmao x

silverlightqueen masterlist

Accio (Summoning Charm)

Type: Charm

Pronunciation: Various, including: AK-ee-oh or AK-see-oh , AK-see-oh , AS-see-oh (US), and AT-chee-oh (Anglo-Catholic pronunciation)

Description: Summons an object towards the caster. It is able to summon objects in direct line of sight of the caster, as well as things out of view, by calling the object aloud after the incantation (unless the spell is casted nonverbally). This spell needs thought behind it, and the object must be clear in the casters mind before trying to summon it. The caster doesn't necessarily need to know the location of the target if they say the name of the object to be summoned, such as when Hermione Granger summoned some books from Dumbledore's office simply by saying "Accio Horcrux books!" while in Gryffindor Tower

Etymology: The Latin word accio means "I call" or "I summon"

Notes: The Summoning Charm is unable to directly summon exceptionally large targets such as buildings, or living creatures (except for Flobberworms which aren't considered to be worth summoning). It is, however, possible to move a creature by summoning things they are wearing or holding. It is also possible to bewitch items to become unaffected from this charm, as is the case with most bought goods

Lumos (Wand-Lighting Charm)

Type: Charm

Pronunciation: LOO-mos

Description: Illuminates the tip of the caster's wand, allowing the caster to see in the dark

Etymology: Latin lumen, "light"

Notes: opposite incantation, Nox, puts the light out

‘Good evening, Madam Pince,’ I say as sweetly as possible with a big smile, and the Hogwarts librarian looks at me over her glasses, her eyes flitting to Jimin stood behind me. ‘Miss y/l/n, Mr Park. How can I help you both?’ she asks slowly, nasally drawl nearly going through me, but I widen my smile even more at the vulture-like woman, looking past the hooked-nose and the shrivelled skin. ‘We’re doing a project for Professor Moody, on the Unforgiveable Curses, and he said that the books we need are in the Restricted Section,’ I smile, injecting as much sickly sweetness into my voice as possible, and I’m even graced with a smile as Madam Pince holds a hand out. ‘Note?’

Jimin drops the note from Professor Moody into her palm, and she inspects it thoroughly, holding it up to the light, before looking back to the two of us. ‘Nobody else has come asking about Unforgiveable Curse books in the Restricted Section,’ she says, almost suspicious, and I’m worried she’s going to refuse us entry – all we’ll be able to write of our essay is the title if we can’t go in and research. ‘We were all given different topics,’ Jimin replies pleasantly with his award-winning smile, and she gives one curt nod. ‘You have an hour and a half, not a moment longer,’ she says, waving her wand at the rope which cordons off the Restricted Section, the rope disappearing, and Jimin and I exchange a victorious glance. ‘Thank you, Madam Pince,’ we chorus, and she nods, waving us away with a ‘hurry along. And don’t touch the chained-up books! You’ll regret it if you do!’

We quickly head into the Restricted Section, the rope reappearing behind us, and I stop in my tracks, having to take a few moments to let my eyes readjust to the darkness. ‘Would it kill them to invest in a couple more lamps?’ Jimin mutters, putting his hand around my wrist and pulling me along behind him. The Restricted Section isn’t that big, only a few shelves on either side of us, but the darkness and the shadows make me feel like hundreds of scary things could be hiding in here, ready to pounce.

‘Lumos,’ Jimin whispers, a sudden burst of light appearing from the tip of his wand, and I feel a little better after he does so, grabbing my wand and doing the same. ‘Where do we start?’ Jimin asks, letting go of my hand, and I suddenly feel vulnerable, quickly reaching for him again, and he turns to me with an amused raise of his eyebrow. ‘Are you scared, y/n? Not very Slytherin of you,’ Jimin teases, and I roll my eyes, keeping a firm grip on his hand. ‘Shut it.’ ‘Well, I can’t hold your hand the entire time. We’ve got to actually look through the books,’ he says, and I sigh, reluctantly letting go and ignoring his laughter as I turn to look at the closest shelf.

I hold up my wand, the light from the tip streaming out onto the spines of the books, illuminating the titles. None of them seem relevant to the Unforgiveable Curses – they’re about potions or evil wizards or dark magic that’s been banned by the Ministry. But then, any of them could mention the Unforgiveable Curses, and I realise just how vague this project topic is. ‘Found anything?’ I hear Jimin’s disembodied voice echo from the other side of the shelves. ‘Nope, not yet,’ I call back, and he lets out a sigh, both of us resuming our searching in silence.

‘Here, I found one,’ Jimin says, and I can’t get to him quick enough, feeling uneasy being around all these… evil books, and in the dark, no less. The tip of his wand is resting against a book titled, ‘Magick Moste Evile’ and I use my wand to pull it off the shelf, reluctant to touch it. ‘You flip through it, see if you can find anything, and I’ll look for some more,’ Jimin says, already beginning to walk away, and I have too much pride to ask him to stay, so I just nod, looking down at the book. I use my wand to flip through the pages, and each Curse has a page dedicated to it, a little breakdown of each curse, how you perform them successfully, and their effects.

After skimming through those three pages, I’m curious as to what other spells could be in the book, and so I ignore the voice in my head telling me not to do it, and continuing flicking through the pages. Some of the spells and magic are interesting, like ‘Protego Diabolica’ (which creates a ring of fire around the caster – their allies can pass through unharmed but their enemies will be incinerated the second they come into contact with it), and ‘Fiendfyre’ (which they do teach us about, but not until we’re in sixth or seventh year because of how dangerous it is), but most of the spells make me shiver, like ‘Transmogrification Torture’ (which tortures the victim to death) and ‘Serpensortia’ (which produces a snake from the wand of the caster that attacks the victim).

‘y/n?’ I hear Jimin call, and I quickly flick back to the pages on the Unforgiveable Curses, feeling cold all over. ‘Yeah?’ I reply, and he sticks his head around the corner of the shelf beside me, making me jump. ‘You think they only have books on, like… dark magic and evil shit in here?’ he asks, a mischievous grin on his face, and I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously. ‘Well, what else would they have?’ ‘Sex books?’ he smirks, eyes sparkling with mischief, and my mouth drops open.

‘I- what? Sex books?’ I echo, eyes wide, and his grin grows even more with amusement at my reaction. ‘Yep. Like… the wizards’ Kama Sutra,’ he nods, and I choke on air, ignoring his stupid laughter. ‘Who told you about the Kama Sutra? That’s a muggle thing,’ I demand, and he looks like he’s stumbled across gold, a hand running through his jet black locks and his eyes sparkling when he says, ‘how does our innocent little y/nie know what the Kama Sutra is?’ I feel a little embarrassed, but I shake it off, rolling my eyes as I reply, ‘I grew up around stupid muggle boys, Jimin, of course I know what the Kama Sutra is. How do you know?’ ‘The others told me, Tae and Hobi about it.’ ‘Which others?’ ‘Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook,’ he lists off, and I gasp, offended, pushing down my confusion about why they were talking about sex in one of my very few absences.

‘When did you guys hang out without me?’ I demand, and he laughs. ‘When you were having your girls’ night with your little girlfriends a few weeks ago,’ he says mockingly, and I push down the temptation to hex him. The boys are always laughing at my friendship with some of the other Slytherin girls (Jennie, Nayeon, Solar, Jeongyeon, Irene and Tzuyu), saying that I’m too much of a bitch to have girl friends, but every now and then, you just need a girls’ night (and I have to have a break from the Gryffindors in our friendship group sometimes – they’re a bit much).

‘Well, no, I don’t think they have a wizards’ Kama Sutra in here. It probably doesn’t even exist,’ I murmur, reaching into my robes and pulling out my mobile phone to take pictures of the relevant pages in the book in front of me. We don’t get service here, because of the magic and because of how far out in the countryside we are (sometimes I’m lucky and get one bar down in Hogsmeade – it’s pretty rare though), but it’s good for taking pictures of books in the library so that I don’t have to take notes on parchment and then copy those notes into an essay. ‘I beg to differ. There had to have been someone who’s used magic to have freaky sex, and they have to have published it somewhere,’ Jimin says offhandedly, and I pull a face at him, not wanting to imagine the kind of things that would be published in a wizards’ book of sex positions.

‘Why are you, like, interested in finding it? It’s not like you need it,’ I tease, and he lets out a mocking laugh, rolling his eyes. ‘I’ll have you know that Jennie asked me to go down to Hogsmeade with her next weekend,’ he says proudly, and I look at him in surprise, ignoring the tense feeling that tightens my chest. ‘She did? She didn’t… tell me anything,’ I say, voice soft with shock, and he raises an eyebrow. ‘I’m surprised. You girls tell each other everything, right?’ he says, and I nod. ‘Well, we’re supposed to anyway. But whatever, it’s fine. She’s allowed to have her secrets,’ I say neutrally, using my wand to lift ‘Magick Moste Evile’ back onto the shelf.

‘Just because she’s asked you to Hogsmeade with her, it doesn’t mean you need the wizards’ Kama Sutra,’ I say, and he raises an eyebrow with a smirk. ‘We’ll see,’ he replies, and I shoot him a dirty look. ‘Men are so trash. I wish I was lesbian sometimes,’ I say mildly, continuing to search through the books, and Jimin closes his eyes, pressing his fingers to his temples. ‘Hold on, don’t say anything, let me just. Oh, yeah, that’s imprinted on my brain now,’ he says, and I let out a disgusted noise, reaching out to swat at him, and he dodges my hand with a mischievous grin. ‘Pervert.’ ‘I was joking.’ ‘I’m not sure I believe you.’ ‘Yeah, don’t.’

I roll my eyes, turning away from him and searching for more books, aware that our time is running out, and I want to find enough information to write a good essay – I don’t really want to get on the wrong side of Professor Moody. ‘This is getting boring,’ Jimin says, and I recognise his tone. It’s when he has an idea, and he’s waiting for me to agree that it’s boring, so that he can enact his idea, so I side-eye him. ‘What’s your idea?’ I ask, and he laughs, before holding up his wand. ‘Accio Unforgiveable Curse books,’ he says, and before he’s even finished speaking, I know it’s a bad idea.

The second the words leave his mouth, several loud thuds sound, and I drop to the floor, ducking from the several books that are (inevitably) about to fly towards us. A couple dozen books in total zoom through the air towards Jimin, and he shields himself, wrapping his arms around himself and tucking his head down as they make contact with his body, one of them hitting top of his head and another the area between his legs. I hold a hand over my mouth to stop the laughter from bursting out, especially when he looks at me, pouting.

‘What was that?’ we hear Madam Pince’s shrill voice echo, and my amusement is replaced by panic. Luckily, I’m a quick thinker, and I call back, ‘nothing to worry about, Madam Pince! Jimin just tripped on his robes, but he’s fine!’ Jimin shoots me a dirty look and I smile back angelically as Madam Pince replies, ‘if you say so. Remember, you only have 47 minutes and 24 seconds!’ Jimin scowls in the direction of her voice, and I have to stifle more laughter. ‘That hurt,’ he mutters miserably, rubbing at his head, and I roll my eyes as I pick myself up off the floor, dusting off my robes. ‘Will you kiss me better, y/n?’ he says cutely, pouting his plump lips and giving me big puppy dog eyes, and I scowl back at him. ‘You’re such a baby. This is what you get for talking about sex books,’ I say, and he rolls his eyes, before gasping with realisation.

‘Should I try the summoning spell to see if there are any sex books?’ he asks, and I scowl at him. ‘I swear to God,’ I say, pointing a threatening finger at him, ‘if you keep banging on about these non-existent sex books, I will not put your name on the essay, and you can face Moody, and tell him that you spent all your time looking for the wizards’ Kama Sutra instead of books on Unforgiveable Curses.’ ‘Excuse me!’ he exclaims, feigning hurt and clutching onto his chest, ‘if it weren’t for me, you’d still be searching all the shelves for Unforgiveable Curse books! And anyway, you’re the one who brought the sex books up again!’

‘Did somebody say sex books?’ we hear Madam Pince shriek, both of us looking at each in shock and panic. ‘No, Madam Pince, we said hex books!’ I call back, Jimin giving me a thumbs up, impressed with my quick thinking. ‘I should think so too,’ she mutters primly, both of us holding hands over our mouths to stifle our laughter.

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jihyosforehead · 5 years ago

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can we pls have dubchaetzu fluff please

i like how super polite u were and said please twice omg absolute cutie uwuuu (also im so sorry this has been sitting in my inbox for 72 years)

…

“hey dude, did you need to grab any food?”

chaeyoung looks up from her laptop to peer at nayeon.

“what?” chaeyoung asks, sheepishly.

“i asked if you needed to buy any food. you know, from the line?” she says patiently. she throws a hand behind her, and chaeyoung’s eyes follow the movement; jeongyeon and momo are waving so frantically at them that they’ve begun to cause a scene.

“nah, i brought something from home. it’s leftovers day,” chaeyoung tells her with a bright grin, happiness coating her voice. nayeon is completely unable to help herself from patting chaeyoung’s head affectionately. she leaves with a final head pat, storming over to grab momo from backing into a group of bystanders.

chaeyoung pulls out her lunchbox from her bag and a small blue post-it note flutters down to rest on the table in the most dramatic way possible. black ink lettering the paper in careful, delicate strokes.

chaeyoungie,

i think you’re eggcellent :)

there’s a drawing of three eggs in a sizzling frying pan with smiley faces.

a goofy grin creeps across her face and doesn’t leave even when she’s home in bed, staring at the ceiling.

…

dahyun sighs heavily. she was so run down from assignments and homework. there was a six page essay about like? space or something? a group assignment about pollution. and her personal favourite: studying for the end of unit chemistry test. but for now. dahyun is going to eat some lunch.

sana and mina are sitting across from her chatting. or flirting. who knows with these two sometimes. dahyun is eating in peace. dahyun is chewing. dahyun is enjoying her chicken. dahyun is not thinking about homework -

“what’s that, dahyunnie?” sana asks suddenly, ending her train of thought. dahyun looks up at her mid-chew, making a confused noise.

sana snatches a blue post-it note at dahyun’s elbow and her eyes scan over it quickly and then holds it to her chest and sighs theatrically. mina shaking her head exasperatedly before handing the note over.

dahyunnie,

all you knead is love.

under it, is a drawing of a bag of flour kneading a ball of dough.

dahyun somehow powers through her study guide and gets started on the essay.

…

saturday morning finds chaeyoung two hours into an eight hour shift at the local music shop. it’s been a really hectic day, an almost unending stream of customers keeping her occupied since opening.

“excuse me do you have this poster in stock?” “well, can you check in the back?” “why don’t you carry one direction vinyls?” “by the way, someone knocked down the display stand with all the christmas CDs. yeah i didn’t see.”

she barely had a second to breathe. and plus her co-worker had called in late so now chaeyoung was behind on inventory.

but.

it’s leftovers day again and chaeyoung is looking forward to her ham and cheese sandwich. but mostly she’s interested in the strawberry tart she’s going to eat for dessert. there’s another blue post-it note, this time it’s stuck to her apple.

chaeyoung grins widely at the familiar careful, black lettering.

chaengie!

i’m soy into you. :D

there’s a carefully drawn piece of sushi and a bottle of soy sauce directly under it.

chaeyoung feels her day immediately brighten, warmth tightening across her heart. a shitty customer isn’t a match for a truly solid pun.

…

there isn’t really a word to describe how much dahyun detested group assignments. her team members had all conveniently forgotten to email their drafts by the agreed on date.

“dahyun i’m sorry, i just haven’t had time” “i totally forgot about that my bad” “i had practice all week!”

and now. they were running behind. (not really).

but they were running behind according to dahyun’s very well put together, well-crafted, truly excellent planning board! (they were two days behind). she’d have to completely overhaul it and adjust everything.

(the assignment wasn’t due for another two weeks).

dahyun slumped in her uncomfortable plastic chair, pretending not to look put off by how animatedly her group members discussing something completely irrelevant over their uneaten lunch. she pulls out her juice-box with a huff, stabbing the straw in aggressively. she yanks out her cutlery and a blue post-it note floats out gently behind it. dahyun snatches it out of the air, brows furrowed.

dubu!!

i lava you!

there’s a picture of a volcano with red lava spilling from the top to form a heart. dahyun feels her frustration leave, warm affection in its place. okay so maybe, she could probably loosen up her deadlines. maybe.

dahyun’s definitely seen this pun. it has chaeyoung written all over it.

…

chaeyoung’s perched at the edge of her seat, munching absentmindedly on carrot stick, occasionally dipping it into an unidentifiable sauce. it tasted vaguely like mayonnaise and pickles but it was kind of good so she’s not really going to question what’s in it. instead she’s typing rapidly at her laptop, sighing every few minutes.

she was so so so behind on the written section of her portfolio. she’s not really sure why she left it last minute knowing full well she had a whole twenty pages of her own work to analyse. she chews more aggressively at her carrot sticks.

jihyo pokes at her shoulder. hard.

“you have to relax.”

“i can’t!” chaeyoung tells her, obscurely aware that she sounded very panicked, “i have so many words to shit out! and so few minutes to shit them out in!!”

jihyo gives her a deeply unamused smile. chaeyoung can’t find in her to care that she’s cursed in front of her mother.

“you’ll be fine,” jihyo says, firmly. “when’s it due anyway?”

“in two days!”

“you’ll be fine.” jihyo says, sounding completely unconvincing. chaeyoung leans back in her chair and stares at the ceiling. “here, eat something.”

she’s digging in chaeyoung’s bag and then holds out a banana and a neatly packaged container of salad. there’s a blue post-it note stuck to the lid.

chaeng

i’m always thinking a bao you :P

there’s a picture of three baos, lined up in a row, with tiny pink hearts between each one. jihyo’s lips are twitching into a smile at chaeyoung’s enamoured expression. chaeyoung thinks dahyun’s really outdone herself this time.

(chaeyoung hands in her portfolio in on time and also gets a 97%).

…

dahyun’s aware of the sheer ridiculousness of the situation. she’s in the bathroom, back against the door, breathing heavily. like she’s escaped a murderer or something. She catches her reflection in the mirror and her hair is sticking up in sixteen different directions, she’s got a weird green stain on her collar and she’s holding a bar of chocolate protectively against her chest.

she’s locked herself in a room away from screaming children. okay. so the children were her cousins. but. they were screaming and she needed a break. there were only so many times she could watch the elmo’s world theme song on repeat. it’s ingrained so deeply in her brain that if aliens kidnapped her and wiped her memory completely, she’s sure that the elmo song would still be embedded in there somewhere. like a sesame street sleeper agent.

and also she wanted to eat her chocolate in secret. if she’d learnt anything, is that kids take the sharing lesson very seriously. especially when it comes to chocolate. especially when it comes to dahyun not sharing her chocolate. there’s a blue post-it note stuck to the back of the packaging.

dubuuu !

you always make me hap-pea :o

there’s a drawing of three peas in a pod and an almost ridiculous amount of emoji faces surrounding the picture. dahyun feels her heart swell at least three sizes. the kids are somehow easier to face.

…

tzuyu watches chaeyoung stick another blue post-it note into her journal, gluing it down to the page carefully, tongue sticking out in concentration. she tries not to notice the intensely deep affection warm her entire body when she notices that the entire page are those post-it puns she’s been giving secretly. chaeyoung’s filling in the blank spaces, seemingly at random with pops of purple and green and little drawings of cookies and yoda.

dahyun is tilting her head to one side, blonde hair falling down her back with her movements; kind of like a puppy, tzuyu thinks, her nose scrunching up at how adorable the sight is. and she tries not to notice the affection grow when dahyun holds both hands up, her index fingers and thumbs forming an L-shape, lips jutted out dramatically, one eye closed, she’s crouching on the floor.

dahyun’s spent the whole afternoon rearranging her blue post-it note collection, and blue-tacking her favourites to her wall.

tzuyu’s aware that dahyun thinks chaeyoung’s been giving her the post-its. and vice versa.

(but she’s completely unaware that dahyun and chaeyoung have known it was her from the second a dopey, proud smile crossed her face when they first showed her their post-it notes.)

they think tzuyu’s proud, dopey smile is their new favourite thing.

right up there with tzuyu’s heart.

#dubchaeng #chaetzu #dubchaetzu #twice #twice hcs #twice headcannons #twice scenarios #twice imagines #ask #anon #do u know how many puns i sorted through #do u know 1!!!#like at least 26 #i feel like got a cavity reading them all lmaoo ╰（‵□′）╯#anyways whats gooooood

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starshyo · 5 years ago

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Mina managing to convince her gf Jihyo to let her adopt a puppy and she brings home abused Puppy!Tzuyu and Tzuyu is so scared of everything that Mihyo are convinced that they're going to have to take her back but as they're cuddling in bed one night during a storm, Tzuyu hurried in all scared and slides in between them, crying, because the storm reminds her of where she used to live

got quite long sorry

okay but shy puppy tzuyu being the saddest girl cause jihyo apparently doesn’t like her?? she remembers the urge in jihyo’s voice when mina first brought her in after fiding her in a dark alley, hair and ears wet cause she couldn’t protect herself from the rain. tzuyu’s heart, which was still beating fast from when mina walked closer to her cause she thought it was another gross men who would hurt her, ached when jihyo hissed at mina “i don’t want a pet!”

mina had fought her then, tzuyu realized, when mina slept with her on the tiny couch during the first few nights. then mina asked her if she wanted to sleep in the room with them and tzuyu refused, stuttering that she was a big girl and could keep sleeping on the couch. she cherished the tiny, hesitant kiss mina pressed against her forehead with a tiny “goodnight” that day, smiling dumbly as she curled up into herself.

tzuyu woke up to a loud thunder. she gasped, tears already streaming down her face as she got up from the couch, tripping over her blanket before she was able to run to mina’s room. she slammed the door open, sobbing, sniffing around a bit so she could go to the right side of the bed, making grabby hands towards mina, who shushed her and helped her in between her and jihyo.

“what happened?” jihyo asked in a low, sleepy tone, and tzuyu winced away a bit. mina pet the space between her ears, whispering her sweet nothings, barely paying attention to jihyo. “mina?”

“i found her in the rain,” mina said simply “i think she’s afraid of it.” tzuyu had calmed down a bit, crying silently now, face hidden on the crook of mina’s neck. jihyo sighed, trying not to be affected by the sight of the two, heart warming up, and when she moved to lay down properly again, her hands brushed tzuyu’s back slightly. the puppy yelped, sobbing again, a weak “no, please!” leaving her lips.

“huh?” the japanese asked, with tzuyu now properly on her lap. she rocked her much bigger frame with a bit of difficulty, but lovingly nonetheless. “what was that, baby?”

“w-when tzuyu was alone,” she gasped out, looking up at mina, eyes full of fear, “when the rain f-fell and those b-boys would make t-tzuyu feel bad and it h-hurt and t-they said no one l-liked tzuyu,” she closed her eyes, brows furrowing, tail wiggling sadly, “t-tzuyu did nothing and jihyo u-unnie doesn’t like her. p-please, don’t hurt tzuyu t-too!”

jihyo remembered then, the few times tzuyu would try to get closer to her on the couch and she would flinch away, when she got home before mina and tzuyu was waiting for her by the door and she totally ignored her, when tzuyu asked for help to find clothes that would fit her cause mina didn’t have time to buy her some and she just told tzuyu to do it herself cause she was busy. she held back tears of embarassement and regret, shifting closer to them, letting her presence be known by tzuyu before she rubbed her back. she could see mina’s tiny smile, and she swallowed her pride as tzuyu’s big brown eyes focused on hers.

“i don’t hate you,” she started, too shy to keep eye contact, focusing on her own hand on the puppy’s back instead, “i’m just not used to... clinginess. to someone depending on me. i had problems with a puppy when i was younger.” tzuyu’s ears perk up to that, and jihyo chuckles, “i’m sorry if i was an ass. but i promise you, i like you, tzuyu-ah. please let me make it up to you”.

the next morning, mina can’t help but snap a picture of tzuyu’s arms around jihyo’s waist as she spoons her, face tucked on her owners short dark hair, face more peaceful than it’s ever been.

#jihyo #mina #tzuyu #mihyotzu #hybrid

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insomniacandtired · 6 years ago

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Headcanons #3

Because I’m the worst at keeping up with asks.

do perhaps have any (n)sfw hcs about sua and siyeon, or yoohyeon and siyeon? or just general dynamics in dreamcatcher, if you're up for that 0

I’m feeling suayeon today, so we’ll go with that

Sua is Siyeon’s puppy, but she gets more than a bit bratty at times, so Siyeon is constantly having to punish her

Despite that, Sua feels that she should be repaying Siyeon for looking after her, so it’s not uncommon for Siyeon to get home after work to a hot meal and bath ready and waiting for her

If they have days off together (which isn’t that common) they go on dates around the city, from carnivals to festivals to movies, even just a day at the park

Siyeon - being very high up in her company - definitely makes more money than Sua - a waitress - but she never lets her feel bad about it

Siyeon lets Sua pay for anything, but she doesn’t flaunt it - instead she does something to distract Sua while she pays

Sua knows what she’s doing, and doesn’t like it, but at the same time, she appreciates it nonetheless

I was wondering if I could maybe request some Fromis_9? I have really been loving the dynamic between Hayoung and Megan? Do you happen to have any thoughts on them? I like how patient Hayoung manages to be when Megan is in one of her moods, and Megan shows her that same respect when some of the other members are very much over it and I think it's cute. Plus they are super tactile and both have wandering hands. Also Gyuri appa with Jisunnie is my second fav pairing. They are so cute 😍

Megan knew she was being ridiculous

That being said, she couldn’t exactly help it at the moment, and that was only making it worse

She felt suffocated, like she couldn’t get enough air

Despite how many times she had snapped at her, though, which had made everyone else leave, Hayoung was still there, gently rubbing her back and speaking quietly to her about whatever she could think of

As much as she hated it, she couldn’t deny that it was really helping

She was slowly beginning to calm down, but it would be a while before she was back to normal

Hayoung didn’t seem to care, ignoring pretty much everything as she did her best to help Megan, but it still made her feel so guilty

Later, when she finally calmed down, she hugged Hayoung softly, murmuring apologies

Hayoung just smiled, telling her it was alright

When the same thing happened to Hayoung a week later, Megan made sure to be the best friend she could, doing her best to comfort her just as Hayoung had comforted her

everytime I stop to think about how much wheesa know and trust each other I kinda warm up a little. do you have anything with that? maybe them moving to start being trainees, and finding out they're in the same group.

Wheein was nervous

Scratch that, she was full on terrified

She and Hyejin had been best friends for so longer, trainees for even longer, and now they would have to separate

To make it even worse, they were separating because Wheein was living out their dreams, and Hyejin wasn’t

She felt so guilty about it that she nearly turned it down, but she knew Hyejin would whoop her ass if she did so

Finally she worked up the courage, going to visit Hyejin like she had so many times before

“I have something to tell you,” Wheein says, her throat tight

She can’t look at Hwasa

Hwasa says, “So do I...you can go first…”

“I...I was selected to join the new group, so we won’t be able to hang out much anymore…”

It’s silent, for long enough for Wheein to finally look up

Hyejin has her hands over her mouth, tears in her eyes as she stares at Wheein, and it makes Wheein feel so guilty that she bursts into tears, trying to muffle herself as she sobs

Hyejin panics, pulling Wheein into a huge hug as she explains

“No, no, no, I’m not sad! I’m happy! I was chosen, too!”

Wheein doesn’t want to believe it, but at the same time, she hopes so desperately for it to be true

When they compare information and find out they’re going to be in the same group, they both start crying, too overwhelmed to keep their composure

i really love your writting¡¡ do you have any thoughts about red velvet x f(x), i know they didn't had enough interaction in cameras but maybe in the sm?? irene, seulgi & yeri trained with them so idk i want to know if you think of something ♡

They’re really not sure how it took so long to realize that Irene and Sulli shared a birthday

It was only when the two groups tried to book a practice room at the same time for birthday vlives that they found out

It very quickly became tradition for them to combine the parties, and they got pretty wild at times

Seulgi loved getting drunk, which was only encouraged by Amber, meaning Wendy had to chase the two around the entire time to try and limit the damage

Krystal spends the night teasing Yerin until she runs off to sulk, only to be forced to apologize by Victoria

Joy spends time with Luna, comparing pranks and jokes to play on the other members

They’re usually posted up in the corner, giggling maniacally, making all the others just a little nervous

Irene and Sulli spend the night watching the antics the others get up to, chatting quietly with each other

Even though none of them really eat cake, it somehow ends up gone before the night’s over

sanayeon and nayeons oral fixation <333

Sana first learned about Nayeon’s oral fixation early in their relationship, when Nayeon was on the verge of sleep and kept fussing until she somehow managed to get Sana’s fingers in her mouth, completely by accident

She calmed down immediately, making happy little noises as she drifted off

Sana found it the most adorable thing ever, and she used every chance she could to get Nayeon back into that position, curled up in her arms with Sana’s fingertips between her lips

Since their relationship is a secret to their friends (by Nayeon’s insistence - she hadn’t come out yet) it was a bit weird, the way Sana would tease her all day in any way she could

More than once she had been approached by the others, telling her to stop bullying Nayeon

Her favorite moment of “bullying” was when she pinned Nayeon to the wall in an abandoned hallway, shoving her fingers so far down Nayeon’s throat that tears were streaming down her face, clinging to Sana to stay upright

The best part of all of this - in Sana’s mind - was how utterly addicted Nayeon was

The one day Sana had to miss class, due to the flu, Nayeon showed up at her door by mid afternoon, on the verge of tears

She didn’t even say anything as she nearly collapsed on Sana, instinctively seeking out her hand and pulling it into her mouth

Can I request a babygirl!Tzuyu and sugarmommy!Jihyo please

Tzuyu originally met Jihyo at a party, where Tzuyu had managed to land a serving job

She spent the whole night doing her best not to look at the gorgeous woman - she really didn’t need to be distracted by that tiny black dress

Right before the party ended, Jihyo (who had had a few more drinks than she should have) cornered Tzuyu in a darker part of the hall, idly playing with Tzuyu’s hair as she admired her face

Tzuyu was panicking too much to really resist, too overwhelmed at having someone so pretty so close to her

“You’re so gorgeous, princess…” Jihyo murmurs. “Could I take you out sometime? Treat you the way you deserve to be treated?”

Amazed that she even has a chance with someone so pretty, Tzuyu agrees, and Jihyo leaves with her number, feeling pretty proud with herself

She doesn’t hesitate to call, either, contacting Tzuyu the next day and setting up a date

Jihyo takes Tzuyu to the best restaurant she knows, something that’s normally far out of Tzuyu’s price range

Tzuyu’s price range is pretty much convenience store ramen, so something like this was just out of this world for her

She’s wide eyed and amazed as Jihyo takes her to a private theater, then to the top of Namsan Tower to see the stars

It’s everything Tzuyu’s ever wanted in a first date, and she’s so sad that it won’t ever happen again once Jihyo sees how poor Tzuyu actually is and realizes how out of her league she is

At the end of the night, Jihyo drives Tzuyu home, seeing that the apartment she lives in barely qualifies as liveable

She wants desperately to just take Tzuyu home to spoil her properly, but everything she’s ever heard about people who aren’t well off tells her it wouldn’t go over well, and would probably drive Tzuyu away

Instead she calmly asks if she can see her again, ignoring the state of her home

Tzuyu’s shocked, to say the least, but agrees eagerly, so happy to know that Jihyo still likes her

Jihyo - over the course of several dates - slowly starts to spoil Tzuyu, buying her everything she could ever want

Tzuyu loves the attention, loves the pretty gifts, loves the way Jihyo makes her feel, like she’s the only person Jihyo sees

At first

She begins to realize how she’s not really contributing anything to the relationship, merely going along with Jihyo as she spends money on her

All Jihyo does is give, and all Tzuyu’s doing is taking

At least in her mind

She starts subconsciously avoiding Jihyo, taking longer shifts at work, doing everything she can to have an excuse not to be available

When Jihyo finally gets ahold of her, she thinks she did something to make Tzuyu hate her, and it takes a long time for things to clear up

Eventually Tzuyu moves in with Jihyo, letting go of all her worries about money

After all, Jihyo takes care of her now, and Jihyo’s baby doesn’t need to worry about such things

[AOA] It's been a long time since Jimin got laid. Seolhyun looks so sexy all the time, especially after she's filmed some commercials, that Jimin can barely stop herself from jumping her.

Jimin could only groan, laying back on the couch with her arm over her eyes

She really didn’t want to be that person, but she hadn’t gotten laid in a while and she really needed to

There was only so much her fingers could do

So when Seolhyun walked in, smelling like beer and her favorite perfume, it was ridiculously difficult to not just jump her

Seolhyun let out a groan of her own, collapsing on the couch next to Jimin as soon as her heels were off, cuddling into Jimin with a happy little noise

Jimin has to bite her lip to stay in control of herself

Seolhyun whines out an ‘unnie’, complaining about all the annoyances she had had to deal with throughout the day

Jimin tried her best to deal with it and listen to Seolhyun’s troubles, but she had a perfect view down her shirt, and Seolhyun’s quiet, smooth voice was really getting her going

When Seolhyun stood up to stretch, thanking Jimin for listening and presenting her with her tight waist and pert rear directly in her face, Jimin couldn’t take it anymore

She pounced, bringing Seolhyun down in a cloud of pent up growls and excited giggled

[TWICE] No matter what anyone says, Tzuyu can't imagine losing her virginity to anyone other than Jihyo

Jihyo’s just...so soft with her

She takes such good care of Tzuyu, and Tzuyu knows that she would never hurt her, no matter what happened

Sure enough, the first time they have sex, it’s the most gentle thing Tzuyu’s ever experienced, and she couldn’t have asked for better

For the next few weeks, she clings to Jihyo, quietly basking in her presence

how do you feel about wenseulrene? i read somewhere about joohyun being topped by seuldy/wenseul when they pull the “unnie” card. while i usually don’t believe in joohyun being topped, it was a nice thought to entertain. what are your headcanons on the ship? both sfw and nsfw, if possible

Joohyun was having a long day

A really long day

So when she gets home to her babies, dead on her feet and ready to just drop into bed and sleep, she can’t bring herself to take care of them like she usually does

Her babies see the state she’s in and gently lead her to the bath, filling it with warm water and quietly stripping her down

They fill the silence with quiet ‘unnie’s, washing her with incredible care and precision

Once she’s clean they clean themselves, then start to pepper her body with kisses

This is normally the point where Joohyun takes over, helping her babies come, but it feels so good that she can't help but lay back and let them take care of her

They sit her on the edge of tub, out of the water, and Seulgi kneels between her legs

She gets to work on Joohyun's core, slowly eating her out with all the force of a feather, while Wendy tends to her chest, kissing all up and down her neck and peppering her breasts with little nips

Joohyun has a hand on each head, threaded through their hair, but not controlling in the slightest

She just lets it happen, letting herself be taken care for once

They end it with Joohyun quietly asking for them to make her come, which they do with great enthusiasm

any thoughts on yoohyeon and jiu? would love it if u wrote a hc^^ thank u legend

Yoohyeon is Jiu's good girl

After all the years they've been together, this is pretty much her entire being

She doesn't know how to not be Jiu's good girl, which isn't always a good thing, especially when it comes to Jiu's job

She doesn't have to travel often, but when she occasionally does, it's very difficult for Yoohyeon

She doesn't know how to live life on her own anymore

It leads to video chats every night Jiu's away, and texts throughout the days, asking her about pretty much everything

It doesn't bother Jiu, knowing that her good girl is so dependant on her

She knows exactly how to take care of her, and how to make sure Yoohyeon never gets hurts because of something that could have been avoided

She's become an expert at making sure none of her orders pose any risk

Wheein being Solars babygirl and Wheein being such a emotional baby hcs?

Solar has to screen every movie they watch, knowing how sensitive Wheein is

Sometimes she forgets to, leading to an inconsolable Wheein, bawling on the couch over a tragic scene

Solar knows what to do at this point, since they've been together for so long

She pulled Wheein into her embrace, letting her focus on Solar's even breathing and heartbeat to calm down

She'll still sniffle for hours, though, leading Solar to swaddling her in the softest blankets and making her hot chocolate, letting her curl up in her lap until she's tuckered out and sleepy

Solar puts her to bed with soft kisses and quiet whispers, rubbing her back until she was truly asleep

She rubs her forehead in the hall, cursing herself for her laziness ahain

i cant really think about a plot rn so can you just write a hc of aoa mina being a brat please? sorry for being,, useless i just love mina and i barely can find fanfics about/with her :/

Yuna was starting to get angry

She was usually pretty calm, and while she did get annoyed, angering her was pretty difficult

However, Mina was managing it, and pretty easily at that

She had spent the night ignoring Yuna, brushing her off and flirting with pretty much everything with a pulse

It got to the point where Yuna was so angry that she nearly shattered the glass in her hand

By the end of the night, she was so pissed that it didn't even show, completely submerged in an icy rage

The group piled into the van to get back to the dorm, and Mina tried to cuddle up with her, thinking she had only annoyed Yuna, only for Yuna to shove her away with a scowl

She ignored Mina the entire drive back, stalking into her room and slamming the door, locking it

She put on her headphones, blasting music until she falls asleep

Mina doesn't sleep that night, too consumed with guilt to even close her eyes

She has only meant to make Yuna jealous, not piss her off so badly

By the time morning came around, she had made an enormous breakfast, filled with only Yuna's favorites

Despite that, Yuna barely eats, deliberately only taking a few pieces of toast, and Mina wants to cry

The others give her pitying looks

It takes the entirety of the day for Yuna to calm down enough to actually talk with her

“Do you know what you did wrong?”

Mina nods frantically, wanting nothing more than to be forgiven

“Get on your bed,” she orders. “Your punishment is three hours.”

Mina is tied to the bed, a Hitachi strapped to her thigh and pressed firmly against her clit

Its turned on at max capacity, and even though she wants to complain, she can't

She deserves this

Yuna sits in the corner, glaring at her throughout the whole thing

Hey man how are you doing? Food poisoning is some shit, and I hope you get to feeling better soon. I was wondering if you had any thoughts on Lovelyz? I love Yein's interactions with Kei and honestly I just love Kei in general. Babysoul is also one of my favorite Mommy dom idols

Although I'm severely late in responding to this, I think you for your concern. At the time I received this ask, I was definitely starting to feel better, and I'm happy to report I'm feeling a hundred percent, now. But yeah, it was horrible.

Yein and Kei are the baby girls of Lovelyz, and no one could say differently

In any other group, having two baby girls would usually cause jealousy and fighting, but most of the time they were too busy playing with each other to worry about such things

Although they could all be mommies, Babysoul is the one that looks after them most often

She makes sure they're being safe, makes sure they're not hungry, makes sure she's always nearby, just in case something goes wrong

In comparison, Mijoo is like the wild mom

She does the same things as Babysoul, because she loves their babies just as much, but she also gets their help pulling a ton of pranks on the other members

spare jaisy nsfw hc preferably alpha jane and omega daisy

The dorms at Daisy's university were a bit strange, but effective

Omegas bunked together, typically in groups of four

Since alphas couldn't room together (too much aggression and anger meant too much for the school to deal with) an alpha was typically paired with a beta

When Daisy applied for housing, she applied as a beta, since she hadn't had a rut or a heat, and she was well past the age for even late bloomers

Her roommate was named Jane, and she was one of the prettiest girls Daisy had ever seen, but since she was an alpha, there was zero chance of her ever looking twice at Daisy

Two months into the year, Daisy went into heat

Jane was amazingly supportive through it all, never once touching her, even with Daisy's fevered begging

When it was over, they decided to keep her new status a secret, since they were really good friends and didn't want to be forced to live with someone new

It worked well for a while, with Jane regularly sneaking in suppressants, until Daisy realized how madly in love with Jane she was

Looking back, it started pretty subtly

She would look forward to Jane coming home, perking up when she heard her key in the lock, running to the door to greet her

She'd make Jane little snacks, feeling incredibly happy when she liked them

She found herself thinking about Jane more and more, wanting to make her happy

Finally, she realized that she wanted to be Jane's, even though she wasn't sure if Jane even saw her that way

She planned out the confession to be between heats, just to make sure Jane didn't think she was speaking from lust, because she’s said such things before

When Daisy asks Jane to mark her, Jane misunderstands

She thinks that Daisy just wants her help through heats, more like friends with benefits than lovers

She agrees, even though it hurts, because she's so madly in love with Daisy that the thought of her finding someone else to help her through heats makes Jane want to die

The way Daisy looks so happy when she gets home, the way she makes her food, the way Daisy fits so perfectly under her arm

It makes her yearn for her

Daisy doesn't realize the miscommunication at first, too embarrassed from the confession, and doesn't have the courage to correct it

It tears them both up inside, but nothing changes until Jane's friend Jooe finds her trying to destroy a punching bag

She goads Jane until she's seeing red, then sends her home, a whirling mass of possessiveness and anger

Daisy meets her at the door like usual, her greeting interrupted by Jane slamming her into the wall, biting into her neck with a throaty “you're mine”

Daisy figuratively rolls over, going submissive in an instant as she lets Jane have her way

Jane spends the entire time growling ‘mine’s to Daisy and shaking her until she could gasp out a ‘yours’

It’s only after they’re done (wearing nothing and panting on the living room floor) that Jane realizes Jooe managed to trigger her rut, as she feels herself getting riled up again

She rolls over Daisy to start again, only to hear her whimper in pain

The second the sound registers, she’s on her feet across the room, horrified to have ever hurt her baby

She locks herself in her room, determined to ride out the rest of her rut by herself

The next day, Daisy gets home after classes, drained and worried wanting to reassure Jane but not wanting to encroach on her privacy, only to find Jane sitting at the table, staring silently at a cold cup of coffee

“We can’t keep doing this,” Jane says, tears filling her eyes. “I can’t keep hurting you like this. I...I can’t handle it.”

Daisy feels like crying, but all she can do is stand there and feel numb

“Will you please be my girlfriend? I can’t stand the uncertainty any more. Please...please be mine?”

Daisy bursts into tears as she rushes into Jane’s arms, doing her best to drown in her alpha’s scent

“Please mark me, unnie!” she cries, “Please make me yours!”

could you write solji/hyelin edging with mommy kink?

Hyelin is the biggest babygirl, wanting nothing more than to have her mommy nearby and to be spoiled

Solji usually has no issue spoiling her, especially with how obedient and pretty her baby is, but sometimes she has to remind her that she’s the one in charge, not Hyelin, despite how lenient she usually is

In those cases, she makes sure to have fun with it

She’ll tie Hyelin in a suspended harness, letting her dangle in midair for Solji to do with as she wished

She’ll spend hours teasing her, bringing her to the brink over and over,but never letting her actually be satisfied

When Solji feels she’s had enough, she’ll untie Hyelin, gather her in her arms and bring her to bed, quietly stroking her back to calm her down

She’ll slowly feed Hyelin, making sure she has lots of water

At no point does she actually let her come - she has to earn that, and being good for her mommy isn’t enough

She finally earns it three days later by perfecting their latest choreo, amd when Solji finally lets her come, she nearly passes out, so overwhelmed by how good she feels that she has to cling to Solji just to retain some sense of self

Any soft moonsun headcanons you have in mind? Oh and I love your blog; your writing is well done^^ 🌙💞

Thank you!

Byulyi’s hard days end one of two ways

She either runs herself a bath, rubbing herself down with soft scented oils and polishing off a bottle of wine

Or she’ll go to Solar’s place, and let herself shut down

On those nights, Solar becomes her world, the only thing she’ll actually notice of the real world

Solar babies her, quietly taking of her and doing her best to make her feel safe and protected

The things they do vary on the day and Byulyi’s mood, but it reminds Solar of taking care of her little cousins

“Moonie” - as she calls herself - likes to watch cartoons, but only if she’s sitting on Solar’s lap with Solar’s hands on her tummy

Sometimes she’ll draw Solar pictures, which are surprisingly good, despite her state of mind

The only way she’ll eat is if Solar feeds her, which usually leads to the tenderest moments of Solar wiping Byulyi’s lips while Byulyi stares at her with wide, innocent eyes

lowkey that was like really good wth wow such quality content

I’m not entirely sure what this is referring to, but thank you! It’s always nice to hear feedback, especially positive stuff!”

Can you write a wonha smut? I dont really know what about but it would be nice to read them. There’s barley anything of them. :( Thank you for writing!!

In what world is wonha rare? Just go on ao3 or aff. It’ll probably be listed under galaxywish, though. Anyways, here you go.

Eunbi knows this is against the rules, but really, who could blame her when it felt this good?

She's just glad they're at the back of the hall, so there's less chance of getting caught, even though she's positive the students nearest them know what's going on

After all, there's not much else to look at during study period

The prefect passes nearby, and instead of stopping, Sojung's fingers go deeper, making Eunbi's eyes roll back

The prefect actually smirks at them when she's close enough, offering Sojung a quiet high five

Sojung fingers her until the end of the period, finally withdrawing and licking her fingers clean as they start to pack up

Eunbi's trembling and dripping all over herself, and she only realizes there's a damp spot on the back of her skirt when Sojung ties her sweater around Eunbi's waist

They walk sedately back to their dorm, with Eunbi tucked under Sojung's arm to try and prevent her from collapsing

When they're in the elevator, away from the cameras and prying eyes, Sojung pins Eunbi to the wall, tugging down her collar to mark up her chest with angry red marks

By the time they get to the dorm, Eunbi's on her last legs, having come more than a few times over the afternoon

The door barely has enough time to close before Eunbi's on the floor, her clothes being wrestled off by an over enthusiastic Sojung

She feels like a doll as Sojung manhandles her, and she couldn't be happier

Finally she's naked, and Sojung's pounding into her with the strap that was hidden under her own skirt

Eunbi's eyes are unfocused and hazy, and she's drooling all over the place

Once she's come a couple more times, and she's nearly catatonic, Sojung lifts her up, bringing her over to the couch so she can curl in Sojung's lap, the strap still buried in her overly sensitive pussy

Sojung strokes her hair and kisses her softly, praising her for taking her so well

On the verge of passing out, Eunbi's never felt so proud

could you possibly write about dodaeng omegaverse with possessive alpha doyeon and oblivious omega yoojung

Yoojung is needy, there’s no denying that

That being said, she’s also weirdly dense, never really understanding when someone is hitting on her

Doyeon is quite aware of it, and since she knows that Yoojung won’t ever discourage people when she doesn’t know it’s happening, she takes it upon herself to make sure everyone knows who her omega belongs to

Whenever Yoojung’s talking to someone new, you can bet that Doyeon will be right by her side, her glare challenging the other person to try anything

Usually she has at least one hand in Yoojung’s back pocket, quietly squeezing her tiny ass

The rare few times someone actually decides to challenge Doyeon’s claim on her, they learn just how strong she actually is as she throws them across the room, picking Yoojung up and leaving with her over her shoulder

When Yoojung goes into heat, Doyeon goes into ultra possessive mode, nesting Yoojung in their apartment and refusing to let anyone get near her

Even though she doesn’t quite know why Doyeon acts like that sometimes, Yoojung loves it, feeling safe and taken care of whenever she does

Even with how possessive Doyeon gets during Yoojung’s heat, it’s nothing compared to Doyeon’s ruts

She does everything but tie Yoojung to her, and sometimes, even that

Yoojung isn’t allowed to get even five feet from her, even if she has to use the bathroom, because Doyeon goes mad if Yoojung’s not touching her

The longest time they’ve ever been apart was when Yoojung went to visit her family for a week, and it was utter hell for the both of them

#alright #now my inbox is empty #good lord i'm so bad at keeping up

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The fountain of youth (AU)

tw: horror AU, drowning (kind of)

The sound of the train running over the tracks, paired with the movement had lulled Tzuyu to sleep in her seat. She hadn’t realized how tired she was when she got on the train. The lead service attendant approaches her and calls out “Miss! Miss!” until Tzuyu opens her eyes and looks around disoriented before realizing what happened. The first thing she notices is that the train is empty save for the few people who were getting out. Before she could ask where she was, the attendant spoke. “Miss, this is the last stop of the train. You must get off here.” Hurriedly she follows instructions and steps out onto the station. She looks at her phone and realizes it’s 10 pm; way too late for her to be lost. She unlocks her phone and tries to call her mother, but her phone is unable to complete the call due to having no signal. Tzuyu follows the exit signs and steps outside the train station.

Still, there is no signal.

She becomes frustrated and turns around ready to head back into the train station to purchase a way back home. Just as she turns, however, and employee is putting up a sign that says closed. She was certain other people who got off the train with her were still in there and yet the doors were locked. Now, she was a bit scared. With a sigh, she steps out towards the side walk and follows, trying to remember where she came from. There are no street signs here. Not just location markers but street signs at all: no stop or yield signs. Nothing. In fact, after walking a block, she was certain she had not even seen a vehicle operate through the streets. Likewise, there were no people and all the building’s lights were off. It was starting to get scarier and no matter how many times she tried to use her phone, the signal never got any better.

In the distance, she starts to make out a light. There’s no promise of people or safety but there’s light in the darkness and she clings to it with all hope. Close to tears, she speeds up and heads towards the light. It’s a storefront. Mystic bookstore was written in stencil on the store’s windows and the sign hung on the front door read: open. Without hesitation, she pulls the door open and steps inside. The bell hung above the front door chimes and her heart starts to beat faster and faster with each second that passes. It wouldn’t have been more than 10 seconds, though, when an old woman walked out from a door and stood behind the front counter. “Hello, dear!” she says with a gummy smile, most of her teeth missing “come on in. How can I help you?”

“I’m just tryin’ to go home, I- I couldn’t find anyone else around.” She says, her voice is shaky with nerves.

“Oh, of course. Can I interest you in a book? Come closer” she replies, gesturing with her hand for Tzuyu to get closer. The girl complies quietly. “My, you are so beautiful!” the old woman exclaims and Tzuyu smiles and looks away, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. The old woman continued to speak “Wouldn’t you like to be young and beautiful forever?” she asks.

Tzuyu looks back at the woman’s face in slight interest. She’d like to get home and she was terrified at that moment, but she didn’t say so. She wondered if the woman would try to sell her a book or an old wise tale about how to keep youth. There’s no way the woman in front of her had the key to eternal beauty and glory, however. The number of wrinkles on her face were evidence that anything the woman said from that point on, was a lie. Yet, Tzuyu felt compelled to answer. “Yes”

The old woman opens the small entry way that separates the counter from the rest of the store and waves her in. “Come. Follow me.” She says and then walks away towards the doorway that Tzuyu had assumed would lead to the back room or employee’s area. She was right, she realized after she walked through the doorway. But she also saw the old lady, opening another door. The woman stands at the doorway and holds the door open. From inside, Tzuyu could see that the door lead to an outside area. It was very serene looking, and she was sure she could hear a stream of water coming from out there. When she reached the doorway, the old woman puts out her hand to stop her. “When you go out there, look at the light and ONLY the light in the pond. You must undress and jump in. Do not look around in the water, either. Jump in and swim towards the bottom of the pond. There is a glowing light there, follow it.”

Tzuyu’s eyebrows come together and she looks over at the woman, wondering if she’d gone insane. She was wondering why she was even following this woman in the first place. Almost as if sensing her hesitation, the woman steps outside. Tzuyu is following the movement of the woman but when she turns around to face Tzuyu again, there is no old woman. Standing before her was the most beautiful woman-the most beautiful human she’d ever seen in her life. There seemed to be a glow coming from the woman’s now flawless skin. Her beauty was ethereal. Tzuyu’s lips were agape in amazement. “You can also be young and beautiful forever, Tzuyu” the woman spoke. She took a step to the side and gestured towards the pond. “just do as I instructed.”

There was still some doubt in Tzuyu’s mind, but she still stepped out, eyes straight forward until she caught a glimpse of the light at the bottom of the pond. From that moment on, her gaze did not stray away from it. As she walked towards the pond, she undressed, littering the way towards the pond with her sweater, shirt and skirt. Feeling that, she’d done enough, she keeps her underwear for modesty-it feels no different than wearing a bathing suit at that point. She steps out of her flats as she reaches the edge of the pond and without thought, jumps right in. Once her whole body is in the water, she opens her eyes and tries to orient herself. The body of water that she jumped in seemed shallow when looked at from the outside, but now that she was in the water and swimming towards the light at the bottom, it seemed to stretch out for miles. After a few minutes under water, she starts to panic as she needs to breathe. She still focused on the light when her body reacts as it should when it’s oxygen supply is low and tries to find a way for her to live. She knows she can’t look around and she has a feeling that coming up for air was not an option. She tries to take a breath and only water fills her lungs. She starts to panic. The survival instincts of the human body want her to swim upwards and find air.

The light at the bottom of the pond is the last thing she remembers seeing before everything went black.

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There is a point, once a body has gotten enough rest, where the human brain recognizes that it is asleep and in recognizing its state, it regains consciousness. Though, some people could remain in their dreams after this point, most people wake up. Once Tzuyu regained consciousness, she sat straight up taking a huge breath of air and panickily reaching up towards her throat. She realizes once she is awake that she’s sitting on her own bed, in her own room. Maybe it was all a dream- but it couldn’t have been. She was still wearing her under garments, and they were soaking wet. Hurriedly, she stood up and ran out her door and towards the kitchen. There was her mother making breakfast like always. “mom” she almost screams happily. “Mom. Oh god! I am so sorry I was late last night. I don’t know what happened, mom!” she was so scared, she rushes over and wraps her arms around her bewildered mother.

“Honey, what are you talking about? You came home right after dance class yesterday” her mom responds and pulls away from the embrace before putting the palm of her hand against Tzuyu’s forehead to feel her temperature. “Are you feeling well?”

Feeling a bit confused, Tzuyu nods at her mom and bites her lip, wondering what actually happened and what didn’t “Yea, mom. I just had a bad dream.” She says “I’ll go get ready for school”

She heads back to her room, feeling defeated and more confused than ever before. She enthusiastically gather’s her clothes and starts getting ready. After a nice warm shower and some freshening up, she’s starting to feel more like herself. She sprays some perfume on herself and heads for the full-length mirror in her room, to look at herself before heading out. Once in front of the mirror, she squints at her own reflection, taking it all in. She was absolutely gorgeous. Every flaw that she had ever seen on herself was now gone. Tzuyu inspected her reflection closely in the mirror trying to find one thing to complain about but there was none. She was perfection in human form. That fact was so exciting, that she completely forgot the debacle that had led to it. She wasn’t sure what happened after she started to drown but it didn’t truly matter if it worked to make her beautiful and young forever.

Tzuyu leaves her room and her mom asks if she’s ready to head out. They leave the house and her mom starts to drive her to school. While in the car, Tzuyu cannot stop looking at herself in the mirror. Even her mom noted that she looked beautiful. Nothing had ever made her this happy. And now, she would be happy forever. Before getting out of the car, Tzuyu looked at her mom and frowned. There were wrinkles on her mother’s skin. She hadn’t noticed before, but her mother was getting old. When had this happen and how come she was only now noticing?

At school, everyone tells her how pretty she looks. Guys and girls stop to stare in the hallways, no one seems to focus in any class. Everyone was focused on her beauty. As the day went by, she also noticed that everyone around her looked…older. No one looked their age and even the teachers were starting to seem much older than she remembered them. It was strange but not enough to worry her. She could hardly concentrate on anything but herself, especially since not five minutes passed before someone was giving her another compliment.

Once the school day was over, she left school and started walking towards the dance studio where she had lessons every day. It seemed like old people were everywhere. Tzuyu even took the long way towards the studio once she realized that she was distracting drivers and causing accidents on the main road. It was strange and suddenly, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to live this way forever. Maybe after dance class, she would be able to find her way back to that bookstore and ask the woman to reverse the effects. She unlocks her phone and opens the search engine. “Mystic bookstore” she types into the search bar and clicks ‘search’. There were a couple of places in her area called that but none of the pictures looked like the place she had visited the night before. She wasn’t even sure if she was in the same city.

Before she could worry too much about the location of the store, she arrives at the dance studio. She goes into her room and it all seems natural until she notices that her teacher and ever other student in the class are all old women. Things get stranger when the women all turn to look at her. Their eye sockets were sunken in and their lips were turned inwards towards the mouth due to missing teeth. At the sight of her, they all opened their mouths and let out a strange guttering sound. Tzuyu screamed in fear and the second she did, the hoard of elderly women all stand in unison and head her way.

Tzuyu runs away before any of the old women can reach her. This couldn’t wait any longer. She heads towards the train station, planning to take the same train and go all the way to its last stop as she had the day before. She was scared and she wanted this to end. The only problem was, that every person she passed on the way to the train station looked older and older. In addition, they had all started to follow her. Even as she reached the train station, she didn’t know what to do because everyone there was also old. After thirty minutes of walking tirelessly and gathering a massive crowd behind her, she starts to realize that no one even looks alive anymore. They don’t sound alive, either. One glance back towards the crowd and it looks straight out of a zombie film. This scares her further and she starts to walk faster and faster until she is fully sprinting and every creature behind her is trying to catch up, stumbling and tripping on each other, causing an avalanche effect. The creatures who manage to run around the accident do not let up, however and it seems like there will be no end to the chase.

She runs as fast and far as she can, thinking about where to go. After what seemed like forever, she hears something. It’s a young girl standing in a doorway and yelling at her to come. She sees it as her safe zone and runs quickly towards the door. The young girl tells her to go in quickly and they walk through the door together. Tzuyu turns around and closes the door behind herself. “Thank you so much.” She says between pants as she catches her breath. By the time she turns around, there is no little girl. The room she finds herself in is littered with stacks of old, dusty books that line the walls until the stacks are taller than Tzuyu herself. “hello?” She says, fear setting in once again. She walks further into the room and finds another door way. When she steps in, she sees a young woman standing there. The young woman is the first thing she notices because she was hyper aware of other people, given the events of her day. However, upon further inspection, she realizes she is behind the counter of the bookstore she visited the night before. She looks around frantically, trying to find the old woman from the night before. Facing her on the counter was a mirror in which she caught a glimpse of her reflection. No longer a beautiful woman, she was now an old decaying woman. Even older than the one she’d talked to the night before.

The panic is about to set in full force because the young woman on the other side of the counter speaks “Can you help me? I can’t find my way back home and there’s no one around”

Tzuyu looks up at the girl and before she can think of a proper response, she says “My, you are so beautiful!”

#solo #horror AU #literally scary stuff just don't read it if you don't like horror #tw drowning #kind of #uhh it's also like 2616 words long so that can also be a deterrent #I found my muse #I love writing for tzuyu #this just came out somehow #i'm not even gonna edit the font to be small

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baepsaetan · 7 years ago

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A Slice of Sweet (A Touch of Heat)

Pairing: Jackson x Reader

Summary: Prompt: "what tastes better, me or the hot chocolate?"

Genre: Fluff, Idol! verse

Warnings: Mildly suggestive content

Length: 2.7k words

Burning into your lungs, the cold makes every gasping breath painful… which is unfortunate, because you’re laughing so hard each breath comes in a pant, and you can’t seem to stop. You duck under a snowball that sails over your head and hits Yugyeom in the shoulder, and he shakes his fist at BamBam, who grins and dives away. The white battleground, made dim by the late hour, has slowly degenerated into a chaotic sprawl, mounds of snow springing up here and there to act as hasty barriers for each team. For some reason Youngjae and Sana have spent the last half hour making a snowman near one of the streetlights that circle the park, only half-heartedly adding their snowballs to your team’s arsenal. The process is hampered by Jinyoung and Tzuyu, who are taking great pleasure in trying to knock the snowman over or hit the carefree duo – either seems to work.

You move away, not wanting to be targeted by the two, before scooping up more snow in your gloved hands. Breath misting out in front of you, you narrow your eyes, trying to spot the rest of the boys and girls as they dart through the darkness. A high-pitched laugh calls your attention, and you swivel. Mark’s doubled over, laughing so hard he almost looks like he’s going to be sick, and JB is racing across the field, white powder streaming from his hair, vengeance in his face. You’re not certain, but Mark probably pegged him pretty good. You’re even less certain your ‘enemy’ will live long enough to enjoy his hit, given the way your teammate JB is running. With a slight snort, you pitch your projectile at Mark despite his total distraction – all’s fair in love and snow fights, right? His yelp carries across the field as the cold, wet bullet hits him in the neck, and you smirk and bend over to grab more ammunition.

Which is when the ambush happens.

Suddenly someone crashes into you, knocking you harmlessly into a snow drift, and your indignant cry is closely followed by a victorious crowing that’s all too familiar. A weight settles on your hips, pinning you, and Jackson grins down at you with a smugness that would have been annoying if it weren’t so cute. His neck and chin are swathed in a thick red and yellow scarf, his eyes peeking out from underneath a black beanie, and his winter jacket is so thick you’re surprised he can move at all. He can, though, shifting to kiss your nose teasingly as you struggle to throw him off you.

“Aish Jackson, get off!” you complain, though your skin feels warm where his lips pressed against. Still – it’s the principle of the thing, and you’re not about to let your enemy (and boyfriend) say he beat you. Unbeknownst to the oblivious Jackson, your scrabbling hand finds a good clump of snow, and you go limp, pretending to be defeated.

“The first victim of the war!” he declares with a smile that’s entirely too happy. “Can true love’s kiss resurrect this poor girl?” When Jackson leans in to give you another kiss, you act – your hand flies up, shoving the snow into his face.

With a dramatic howl – you don’t know what else you were expecting – he collapses backwards, sprawling out onto the soft ground with his arms outstretched, looking for all the world like a kid who fell asleep making snow angels. His theatrical faint gives you time to get to your knees, snow cascading off your back and toque, and you shuffle to his side and then lean over him, trying to look stern. Jackson sneaks open one eye, sees you watching, and quickly closes it again. You snort under your breath before taking off one glove, reaching down and brushing some of the snow off his face. Under your palm his jaw tenses, obviously fighting off a smile, and you can’t help but laugh.

“Oh, what a poor boy,” you say teasingly. “If only he’d survived this war, maybe I would have kissed him.”

Jackson sits up like he’s been electrified. “It’s a miracle!” he exclaims shamelessly. “Your love’s brought me back to life! A kiss would totally make sure I don’t die again, though.”

The blond boy tilts his head expectantly, and you suppose it wouldn’t hurt. Leaning over, you brush your lips just barely over his before pulling back, still teasing, and he whines a complaint. His eyes are soulfully wounded, and you sniff, unsuccessfully fighting a smile. Mouth curling, you rest one hand on his thigh for balance and move closer. This time Jackson gently traps you, his gloved fingers finding either side of your face, though when you kiss him - for real this time - you have no intention of pulling away. His lips are warm but chapped by the cold, and when he exhales against your mouth, his hot breath flutters softly against your wind stung cheeks.

“Get a room!” someone shouts – it’s probably BamBam – and though a laugh rumbles in Jackson’s chest, he holds you tighter, your lips pressing together harder. You lean into him more, his warmth and stability drawing you in, and his arms shift to circle your back, tucking you more firmly into his body. Your eyes close with the feel of the velvety kiss, an encouraging moan rising in your throat, and you shift closer –

And the movement disturbs some of the snow that your hair and toque picked up when you first got tackled to the ground, making it slide in icy trails down your neck, and with a gasp you pull away from Jackson. Twisting, you try to shake the snow off, but that just makes it worse, the rapidly melting slush skating between your shoulder blades and following your spine. “Ugh,” you mumble, more ruefully than anything, and find your feet with the disgusted sound.

Looking down at the bewildered Jackson and dancing uncomfortably on the spot, you reproachfully say, “You could have kissed me without knocking me into the snow, you know.”

As some measure of understanding crosses his face, he laughs, totally unrepentant. “Yeah babe, but then you wouldn’t have been a snow angel.”

“Oh my god,” is your unimpressed response, but before you can stalk theatrically away, he grabs at your hand, hauls himself to his feet.

“Okay, okay, how about I make it up to you?” Leaning closer, he lowers his voice into a conspiratorial whisper. “Let’s ditch everyone and head back to the dorms. I’ll make you some hot chocolate.”

At this point you and the rest of GOT7, as well as some members of TWICE, have been outside for close to two hours, and you’re definitely not going to argue with the idea of going inside. Glancing shiftily at the people scattered throughout the field that you’ve claimed for the night, none of whom seem to be looking your way or inclined to leave yet, Jackson giggles and begins to tow you after him, constantly looking over his shoulder. You go willingly, raising your free hand in a cheerful wave when Sana happens to look your way. She smiles, shakes her head, and goes back to helping Youngjae shove a giant stick into their snowman to give it another arm.

No one else notices your departure, although Jackson is snickering so much you’re a little surprised no one hears. Still, you guys stumble out of sight and are quickly on your way to the dorm, never letting go of each other. This late at night, there’s almost no one around, and though most of the idols would claim they managed to sneak out right under the manager’s nose, you’re pretty sure he just let it happen. It’s close to Christmas, past midnight and cold out, and not too many people, even the fans, are likely to be out trying to snap pictures right now. The managers of both groups probably figured it’d be a nice break for everyone involved.

You get to the JYP building without any problems, and it’s a relief to stagger into the warm shelter, Jackson’s arm slung around your shoulder. By the time you get to GOT7’s apartment, you can almost feel your nose again.

“All my clothes are wet,” you complain as you begin stripping off your jacket and snow pants, neither of which did much to protect you after spending so long being pelted by snow.

“Such a shame,” Jackson replies, tilting his head. “I wonder how that happened?” He yelps and ducks the mitt that you fling at his head. “Hey, hey, we’re trucing right now, remember? How about you grab a shirt from my room while I start on the hot chocolate?” He arches an eyebrow suggestively. “No pants necessary.”

Your second mitt hits him square in the face, but as he staggers melodramatically you make your way out of the entrance hall and through the short corridor to Jackson’s room. You’ve been here a lot – it’s been over a year since you started dating – and there’s nothing uncomfortable about opening his door and stepping inside. The room is a little messy, but GOT7’s been busy with promotions, and Jackson has his own separate schedule on top of that, so you can’t really blame him. It doesn’t take long to rummage through his drawers and find an oversize shirt, though you’re mentally cursing taking your extra pair of sleeping clothes home a few weeks ago. Your boyfriend had been so busy you hadn’t gotten to hang out much, and finally you’d grabbed your comfy pair of shorts and casual top that you usually left here and brought them home.

Too late for regrets now. Some of the guys will probably give you a hard time in the morning, but it won’t cause a scandal or anything. Slowly stripping off your clothes but leaving the underwear, you wiggle into the baggy white t-shirt. Honestly, it’s not that ideal – falling only a little way down your thighs – but with just you and Jackson in the dorms right now, you’re not going to be too uncomfortable. You’ve just finished hanging your clothes to dry across his desk and over the foot of the bed when Jackson’s voice comes from the kitchen area.

“Babe, it’s gonna be done soon. You find something okay?”

“Yeah,” you reply, and leave his door ajar as you walk barefooted back to the kitchen. Even after all this time, there’s something really satisfying about the way Jackson pauses when you come into view, his eyes skirting down to appreciatively note where the hem of his shirt ends, his hands stilling over the mugs he’s been filling. The smile that comes to his lips is a little different from his usual wild grin, softer but still fierce, and under his considering gaze you shift, a mixture of pleased and still almost… surprised that someone would look at you like that. That makes your hands fall, running self-consciously along the edge of the shirt, and if anything his smile becomes softer.

Shaking his head, almost as though to snap himself out of it, Jackson finishes filling up the mugs. “You look better in that than I do,” he complains while putting some marshmallows into the hot chocolate, and that makes you laugh, the tightness in your chest easing like it always did with him.

“You think JB would let me take your place in GOT7?” you ask, accepting the mug from him and gratefully clasping it to warm up your hands.

Jackson snorts, offended. “Babe, no offense but you can’t rap. I’m not just the pretty face, you know.” He gently nudges you and you both head for the couch. Jackson sits down first, and you sit down a little bit away, shoving your bare feet under his legs as soon you’re both settled, practically cuddling with the hot chocolate and ignoring his mumbled protest at your cold toes. It’s almost hot in the dorms, but the cold has sunk into your bones and you’re happy to steal his warmth. Besides, he’s in a thick hoodie, and even if his pants are kind of thin, you’re sure he’ll be fine. He grabs a blanket off the back of the couch and throws it over you, fussing until you’re tucked in, and you can’t help the warmth in your stomach that’s got nothing to do with hot chocolate.

“You’re not just the pretty face,” you agree once you’ve both shifted into a comfortable position, “but you’ve definitely got the prettiest face.”

He flutters his lashes outrageously and makes a face that’s supposed to be cute, laughing at the way you wrinkle your nose at him. “Thanks jagiya! Don’t tell Markie though.”

“You kidding? I won’t. I don’t want to get thrown out of the dorms.” Grinning, you take a cautious sip of the hot chocolate, hissing as it burns your tongue. “Ow ow ow too soon!” you explain to his curious expression, blowing and trying to get rid of the stinging pain.

Jackson shakes his head. “Want me to blow on it?” he asks with an impish grin, and you would have prodded him with your foot except you’re well and truly cocooned by the blanket and it would take too much effort.

“No, thanks, I’ve got it,” you reply instead. “I’m better at blowing than you, anyways.”

Having just taken a sip of his own drink, Jackson chokes, spilling some of the liquid onto his hoodie, and he coughs so hard you’re on the verge of abandoning your smug amusement and getting alarmed before he manages to get a hold of himself. Your boyfriend fans his mouth and side-eyes you while you smile innocently. Running a hand slowly through his hair, eventually Jackson speaks, and his voice is a husky rasp – although you can’t tell if that’s from choking or something else entirely. “Are you ready to prove that?”

You have a judicious mouthful of hot chocolate, deliberately taking your time and enjoying the way it warms your core. Lowering your mug, you arch an eyebrow at him. “Have I not proved it before?” you ask with prim confusion, and he’s recovered enough that he doesn’t choke again.

If anything his voice gets rougher. “Evidence has an expiry date, babe. Gonna need more proof if you want me to agree.”

You settle yourself more firmly into the heat of the blankets, pouting. “That sounds like a lot of effort,” you complain. Before he can protest, you wave your mug a little. “Besides, I wanna finish my hot chocolate.”

Smoothly, in a way that reminds you of just how fit he is, Jackson sets his drink on the coffee table nearby and then straddles you, the blankets trapping your legs and making escape a not-so-regrettable impossibility. Taking your glass from you (and you can’t honestly say you put up much of a fight) Jackson sets it on the ground next to the couch before leaning over you. When his lips press against yours, the taste of chocolate slides bitter-sweet into your mouth and his tongue follows a second later. You hum in appreciation, a throb of a totally different kind of heat settling in your stomach. Arching up as much as the blanket allows, you press against him, your fingers threading through his blonde hair and pulling him closer.

He grunts, shifting on you, and draws back just enough to trail his tongue over your lips, catching them gently between his teeth before he’s kissing you in earnest again. The friction builds in your limbs, against your mouth, not quite enough, and when you bite at his bottom lip in return Jackson groans. You slide one hand from his hair, trailing it down his shoulder, lingering briefly on the tautness of his lower back before slipping over his hip. When you palm his hard on through his pants, Jackson groans again, breaks away, his hand braced on the couch arm for support.

Now you’re starting to finally feel warm, and as you meet his eyes your tongue runs across your lips, the sweetness of him lingering in your mouth. His words come out in a sharply teasing hitch. “Come on babe, be honest… What tastes better, me or the hot chocolate?”

A/N: @bangtanwriters-net, @kwriterskollection

#bwkwinterexchange #boy group writers net #jackson wang x reader #jackson x reader #jackson fanfic #fluff #Christmas

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scripturient-kpopfan · 7 years ago

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Twice reaction where their s/o have like a dark past

❄Warnings: swearing, triggering content (ptsd, depression, suicide, anxiety, etc.)

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Nayeon

You told her everything. All of the pain that came with the past. What did she do? She listened. Nayeon didn’t say a single word as you talked, letting all of your deep, dark secrets come out. It felt both relieving and scary to tell her these things. You didn’t know how she’d react, and god, you were hoping that she would still love you the same way she did before you opened up yourself to her. When you had finished, you both sat in silence. The silence was neither comforting nor awkward. It was just silence. Nayeon didn’t know what to think. You didn’t either. Letting out a sigh, you began to stand up from the couch the two of you were sitting on. ‘Maybe this was a mistake,’ you think to yourself. Before you leave the room, however, you feel a hand grip the hem of your shirt. It was Nayeon.

“I don’t know what to say to you right now, but please don’t leave. It’s okay. I still love you.”

Tzuyu

Similar to Nayeon, Tzuyu wouldn’t interrupt you as you told her about your past. It was obvious to you that she was slightly uncomfortable in the situation, but that was only because she didn’t know what was okay for her to say. She didn’t know what was going to make you break even more, and she didn’t want that. As you were talking about your abusive past, a few tears formed and threatened to slip out of the corners of your eyes. Tzuyu brushed them away before letting you continue with your story. Hearing what those people had done to you in the past… while she wasn’t particularly mad, she was more worried about how you were doing. This was the most broken Tzuyu had ever seen you, and it was tearing at her. When you had finished telling her about your past, Tzuyu looked at you in the eyes, flashing you one of her gorgeous smiles.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N). You’re okay now. You’re safe. I won’t let those people come close to you ever again.”

Jeongyeon

“W-well, it all started…” It was hard for you to find the right words. You wanted to tell her about your past, and you felt like you had to in order to keep your relationship progressing. Having this secret of yours act as a barrier between the two of you was hard. Jeongyeon had a general idea of what your past was like, and more than anything she wanted to help you. Pushing you into telling her, however, was not something she wanted to do.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). You don’t have to tell me right now.” You shook your head before continuing to tell Jeongyeon about your past. Your father, the bullies, everything. As you told her, she couldn’t help but stare at you in awe and admiration. From what you were telling her, it sounded like you had a pretty rough past, and the fact that you were able to continue smiling as brightly as you did and be as optimistic as you were… she admired you for it. For how strong you were, and for how brave you always are.

“Don’t say anymore, (Y/N). You’ve been through enough today. We can finish this another time.” I love you, (Y/N).

Momo

She gripped tightly onto your hand as her other hand rested on your thigh. Midway through telling her about your past, you had broken down, yet you still continued to tell her about the part of your life that troubled you so much. Every now and then, she would let out a soft “mmhm” or “yeah” or “i get that” to let you know that she was still listening to you. Reacting to such serious situations was difficult, and Momo honestly didn’t know what she was going to do or say after you had finished.

“I’m sorry if this all made you uncomfortable or anything. I felt the need to tell you, though. I wanted you to know.” You look up to see Momo with tears in her eyes. You’re startled by her reaction. The grip on your hand is much more firm, yet it’s shaky at the same time. Momo takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself so that she can get out a proper sentence.

“You’re never alone, (Y/N). Whatever happened then, whatever happens now, those things don’t matter. I will always remain by your side. I love you too much to let you go.”

“Momo…”

Mina

Mina was downright angry with all of the shit those bullies had put you through. What kind of people would be so heartless as to completely take away, shatter, and drop the heart of the most adorable human being on the entire planet. It was hard for her to sit there and listen to what you were saying. Mina wanted to set things right with those crude people, but she knew that wouldn’t help you right now. So instead of beating the crap out of those jerks (although, Mina’s way too nice to do that), she sat there and listened to everything you had to say, making sure you were not alone during such a hard time. She never knew you had such an upbringing, and she wished she was brought into your life sooner so that she could have ended your suffering sooner. At the end of your painful memories, she hugged you for a long while, basking in the sweet feeling of your arms around her. Only when she felt your form trembling did she realize you were crying.

“They’re gone and out of your life now, (Y/N). How about you take a nice bath, and I’ll make you some dinner, okay? You don’t have to say anything else. Just know that I’m here for you.”

Sana

“And that was when she started abusing me…” Telling Sana about your past reasons for not wanting to date was tough, and the entire time, she sat there with her mouth agape. No wonder why you were so hesitant when you two first started dating. Now that Sana was thinking about it, she wondered if she had pressured you into dating her. After all, she was a bit persistent, as were your friends. Sana like you a lot,, however; you were different from the rest. Your smile illuminated her entire being, your laughter captured everyones hearts, and you cared so much for people that, at first, Sana didn’t even think you were real. You were beyond beautiful, and she didn’t want anyone else but you. Hearing what your ex had done to you made her mad, there’s no denying that. However, when it comes down to it, she was glad that you worked up the courage to break if off with her. If anything, Sana was incredibly proud and way more attracted to you. It just proves how strong you really are.

You weren’t able to look Sana in the eyes at all as you told her this. Only when you felt her hand on your did you look up at her; she had tears in her eyes, but she wore a small smile on her face.

“I won’t ever treat you like that. I promise, so don’t run away from me anymore. I won’t hurt you.”

Dahyun

If I had to describe Dahyun in five words when you told her about your past, I would choose “she looked ready to fight.” How could anyone hurt such a lovable, caring, and extremely nice person such as yourself? You were lovely; you were everything to her. Dahyun wasn’t oblivious. She knew you had some sort of trouble with your past; there was a reason why you were diagnosed with ptsd, after all.

“Is this why you sometimes lock yourself in the bathroom?” Dahyun asked. You nodded your head. Your memories flooded your mind, making you want to scream and cry. In fact, you almost did. You were able to control yourself a little, however, but you still let out a little squeak. Dahyun’s heart shattered at the sight; she brought you in for a huge hug and stroked your back, shushing you from saying anything else. You didn’t need to. She knew what went on, and she was glad that you at least made the effort to tell her.

“Whatever happened back then is in the past. I don’t like seeing how badly it’s taking its toll on you, but I know how hard it is to move past such a traumatic event. Rely on me a little more from time to time, okay? It’s okay to not be strong all the time. I still love you more than anything, and that will never change.”

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung wasn’t the kind of person to say anything in order to comfort you. If anything, it was the silence that she brought along with her that comforted you the most. You told her everything: the lies they had told you, the feelings you had felt, and all of the insecurities that arose during that time. Every morning, you would take anxiety and depression pills, and every evening, you would have to go check in with a counselor. She understood that what you were going through was serious, but she never imagined such a harsh upbringing. You had no family, your friends betrayed you, and everyone you went to for help would ignore you, acting as if you were a ghost.

“I sometimes wonder if everything was just one huge mistake. Maybe… it would’ve been better if I had never been born.” This snapped something inside of Chaeyoung. How could you say something like that? How could you say something like that in front of her? You meant the entire world to her, and hearing you say such a thing made her want to slap you back into reality. She didn’t, though. Instead, she simply tackled you with a hug. Tears streamed down her face.

“You are everything to me and so much more. I don’t know what I would be doing if you weren’t here. Twice loves you, and so do I. Never forget that there are people out there who care for you. Even though those people in the past didn’t treat you right, that doesn’t mean that there aren’t people here today who won’t. I love you more than anything. Always have and always will.”

Jihyo

“I guess you could say everything started to fall a part when I heard that my mother passed away.” Jihyo didn’t know when she began to cry. All she knew was that she was definitely not leaving you alone ever again. She pulled you into a hug with a death grip. Jihyo was never one for pda, but right now was an exception. You needed her there, and she understood that. Coming out about such sensitive topics wasn’t easy for anyone. Learning about what had happened to you… How you were kidnapped, sold to a madman, and treated like a caged animal… how could anyone do that to you? She held you tighter and tighter as more words came out of your mouth. No one should have to go through such an experience. Nobody. When you finished speaking, none of you said a single word for quite a long time. You and Jihyo sat there, crying together and basking in the pain from the past. Jihyo managed to calm down, wiping her tears away, and wiping away yours as well.

“If anyone comes for you like that ever again, cry for me. I swear to god, I will never leave your side ever again.” She smiled a weak smile towards you. “I love you, (Y/N). I love you so much. So so so much.”

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Thanks for the request, anon! Sorry about the screw up last night. Hope you enjoy!

-Dalia

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twiceinadream · 3 years ago

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“Make me yours.”

Requested: Yup

Request: shy! Alphas dahyun and tzuyu mating reader for the first time. Like there shy until she just begs them to take her and something jus flips?

a/u: Hey, y’all, I’m back! I’m so sorry I was gone for so long, writer’s block and life haven’t really been my friends for the past seven weeks, but I finally managed to finish a fic! I hope you enjoy it and my slow return back to posting. Also thank you so much for 3,000k+ followers, I love you guys!

Category: NSFW and Fluff

Word Count: 2.8k

Clouds began to crowd the sky as the morning light was blocked by the downpour that had seemed to manifest out of thin air, the streets made slick with rain as early commuters combated with the elements. But it also created a peaceful atmosphere for you and your girlfriends as the light tapping of the rain against the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually roused you from the depths of sleep, a loud yawn erupted from your lips as your eyes fluttered open.

The scent of the two Alphas snuggled on either side of you filling your senses as you reveled in the moment, enjoying the feel of their bodies against yours until it seemed like you began to burn up. Your skin felt clammy as sweat began to bead along your hairline, the feel of fire felt like it was beginning to claim the pit of your stomach when an overwhelming sense of urgency coursed through your veins, ‘You were in heat.’

The comforter covering your bodies felt suffocating as you pressed your thighs together in an effort to stop the wetness from sleeping out on the bed, while you did your best to weasel away from the women clinging to you. Holding your breath as you snaked your way to the edge of the mattress so you could make a bolt to the en-suite, locking the door behind you as your legs finally gave out from under you and helplessly slid onto the floor.

Your underwear was completely soaked in your slick as you barely had enough strength to peel them off you before discarding them on the bathroom floor. The feel of the tile under your heated skin did wonders to relieve the burn you felt as one of your hands began sliding it’s way down to the burning between your legs. You shyly toyed with your slit as your fingertips dipped shallowly into your center, running your fingers through the wetness but stopping before you could properly pay attention to your clit as more of your essence began spilling out. Drenching your hand in wetness as you finally gave in and plunged into your depths. Your walls immediately tightened around the sudden intrusion as a guttural moan released itself from deep within your chest, your hand pistoned itself in and out of your entrance as you could feel your first release building up inside of you. The cool in your stomach growing taught as you pulled your fingers out from inside and moved up to attack your clit.

Your fingers frantically flicking, rubbing, and circling the straining bundle of nerves as your eyes remain squeezed shut, your breathing beyond labored as you balled your fist against the tile. Your body bracing itself as it froze for a fraction of a second before releasing all the tension it had stored within itself.

Streams of pent up arousal came shooting out of you as you continued to focus all your energy onto your clit as your peak took you to heights you never thought imaginable. You were becoming acutely aware of the screams echoing off the bathroom walls that you finally recognized as your own as your orgasm finally died down. Slight jerks wracked your body as your hand fell to the side, a content smile forming on your lips as the aftershocks of your orgasm thrummed throughout your body. A contented sigh falling from your lips as you rested peacefully against the bathroom door, until a knock sounded cr behind it.

“Y..Y/N? Are you okay?” Your blood ran cold as Dahyun’s voice sounded from behind the door.

“Mm hmm.” You hummed, “Everything’s fine!” You tried to sound more put together than you felt to mask the fact you were in heat and surrounded by your two, unmated girlfriends.

“No you’re not.” It was Tzuyu this time. “We can smell you from underneath the door.”

‘Well, shit.’ You mused to yourself as you slowly began to stand up, ‘That didn’t work.’ You sighed, knowing it was impossible to put off the inevitable, “Okay, fine. I’m coming out.”

To say you were nervous would be a gigantic understatement as you braced yourself to face your girlfriends. Exhaling slowly as you pushed the door open to find the two Alphas you had left in bed this morning staring at you, “Morning.”

Dahyun and Tzuyu deadpanned as they stood up straighter, your scent finally hitting them in full force as they took in your appearance. From the flush of your cheeks to the clenching of your thighs, “You’re in heat.”

It was your turn to deadpan as you looked at Tzuyu, “No shit, Sherlock.”

Dahyun suppressed a laugh as she tried not to look at the stunned disbelief on the taller Alpha’s face, “What Tzumong meant to say was, ‘Would you like some help with it?’.”

You giggled slightly, “Depends.” A coy smile grew on your face as you palmed the Alpha’s bulges through their boxers, enjoying the way their alpha-hoods swelled under your touch. Their scents combined into a dominant musk that made your mind spin and your core clench. “What do you have to offer?”

Tzuyu huffed a laugh and sat on the bed beside you, reaching her hand between your legs to rub at your swollen, slick clit to ease the need that your heat would be bringing without someone inside you. Dahyun quickly pulled her shirt and bra over her head, tossing them both to the floor and eased her boxers the rest of the way down her legs. She watched with a smile on her face as Tzuyu teased you and pressed her own erection up against you, grinding to work you up even more.

Dahyun climbed back onto the bed, laying down beside you as her cock strained against the cold air of the room, slipping her hand down to press two fingers inside of you. Tzuyu pulled her own hand away, drawing out a desperate groan from you as she did so. She undressed quickly, her clothes ending up on a pile on the floor next to Dahyun’s. Her hand found your clit again as she laid down beside you like Dahyun had done.

“What do you want us to do to you, baby? You’re already so wet for us.”

You struggled to find the words to answer that question, your mind torn between how good both of their hands felt on you but also the desire and the need for more. Tzuyu chuckled when she didn’t get a response to her question, her eyes flicking up to meet Dahyun’s.

“Then I guess it’s up to us. Isn’t it, Y/N-ah?” Tzuyu ran her tongue over your lips eliciting a groan at all the possibilities of what was to come at the hands of your Alphas.

Dahyun couldn’t suppress her smile as she felt her length pulse, “Sounds good to me, Tzu.” Both of the girls took their time to feel you up as they each made their way to some part of you. Dahyun moved in front of you to place lingering kisses along your chest making you squirm against her wandering lips while Tzuyu busied herself with placing open mouthed kisses on the base of your neck and up to your jaw as you continued to pant under their ministrations.

The slick between your legs was practically smeared along your thighs and probably soaking into the bed sheets by now with how turned on you were. The fire of your heat burned so hot in your lower belly that you felt like it was going to consume you from the inside out if the Alphas surrounding you didn’t do something quick.

A desperate whine left your throat as you rocked your hips backwards to grind against Tzuyu, her hardness digging into your ass when you finally decided that now was finally the time.

You were finally going to ask them to be your mates.

A shuddering breath fell from your lips as sweat dripped down your face, a look of determination in your eyes as you called both of your girlfriend’s attentions. Causing them to momentarily stop what they were doing to face you, “I’m ready.”

The sudden confession surprised them both as Dahyun looked at you with concern, “Are you sure?”

You appreciated her worry but you could barely think of anything other than the two of them plowing you into the mattress as you nodded, “Make me yours.”

A wide smile broke out onto both of their faces as they placed a kiss on opposite sides of your cheeks, Tzuyu nuzzling into your hair as she wrapped her arms around your waist, “And we’ll make you ours.”

The both of them helped you roll onto your side, having you face Dahyun. Tzuyu’s hands helped to support your thighs to keep them spread for Dahyun as she brought the head of her cock to your already dripping cunt. She chose to tease you at first, not pressing inside but instead rubbing slow, steady circles with it, enjoying the way your entrance fluttered the more you got worked up. Sliding her alpha-hood between your folds to lube up her length a little more before she got ready to push into you for the first time, not bothering to add any additional lubrication other than your guy’s combined wetness as you were practically soaking.

Tzuyu snaked one hand up to palm at your breasts, tugging and pinching a nipple between her fingers, causing your hips to jerk forward towards Dahyun. When she finally pushed forward, sliding the tip of her cock inside of you after she felt you had enough teasing. Your breath catching in your throat as she slowly began pushing into you, your walls squeezing down on her at the unfamiliar stretch as you gritted your teeth a little at the pain. Your eyes squeezed shut as Tzuyu whispered words of encouragement into your ear as she continued to toy with your breasts, doing her best to make the small amount of pain you were experiencing turn to pleasure as soon as possible.

Your body relaxed when Dahyun had finally bottomed out inside of you, she waited patiently for you to adjust to her size when you nodded, “You can move.”

She grunted in response as she pulled out so that only the head of her cock remained inside of you, before carefully thrusting back inside of you causing you to cry out in relief as you were filled up again, the stretch of Dahyun’s length starting to finally feel pleasant. You tilted your head back to rest against Tzuyu’s chest, panting loudly as Dahyun began thrusting.

She took over Tzuyu’s hand that had been supporting your thigh, as she brought your leg to hook around her hip instead. Tzuyu continued to palm at your breast with one hand, moving her now free hand to your ass, using her finger to tease at your other hole. A needy and desperate whimper escaped your lips as Tzuyu’s finger prodded and threatened to press inside.

“So eager.” The taller Alpha teased with a chuckle before standing up, heading to their bedside table.

You let out a whine, Dahyun’s cock was inside you just like you wanted - needed - but her hips stopped moving. You needed more and you needed it now. Dahyun shushed your whines, pressing gentle kisses to your shoulder before switching to nipping at the skin, enjoying the breathy moans you gave in response.

The bed dipped as Tzuyu found her spot behind you again except this time with a bottle of lube in hand. Tzuyu popped the cap, squeezing it into the palm of her hand with a wet noise before tossing the bottle aside. With one hand she began to ease her fingers inside your hole, starting with just one digit but quickly moving to two with the desperate noises she was making.

Dahyun waited patiently, wanting so much to just begin thrusting with how amazing it felt to be inside of you, your walls clenching tightly around her but she knew she had to wait for Tzuyu and it would be worth it. Tzuyu worked her way up to three fingers, enjoying the way you stretched for her before finally pulling away, earning yet another desperate whimper from deep within your chest. She used the rest of the lube to slick up her own cock as she pressed the head of it against your hole, pausing for just a moment before pressing inside.

You clung to Dahyun’s shoulders, fingernails digging in harshly as you wailed with pleasure, feeling both of your holes be filled up just like you’d been impatiently waiting for. There was a pause when Tzuyu bottomed out, the two alphas giving you a moment to adjust before Dahyun gave the first thrust. Your fingernails dragging down Dahyun’s back with a loud moan as Tzuyu thrusted in as soon as Dahyun was drawing back, the two of them alternating their thrusts into you.

“More! Please, please more!” You gasped, your heart racing and mind dizzy as your heat fully took hold and demanded even more from them.

Both Dahyun and Tzuyu were more than willing to oblige. Dahyun moved one hand up to pinch at one of your nipples, while Tzuyu busied her mouth with sucking dark hickeys into the muscle of your shoulders. They both began to thrust into you harder, enjoying the loud moans that you were letting out. You squirmed between them, not to get away from the pleasure but seeking out anything else they could give you.

“How does it feel, Jagi?” Dahyun asked breathlessly, punctuating her words with a teasing press of her newly formed knot against your aching entrance, “I bet you’ve been dreaming of this moment. Tzumong and me filling you to the brim as you lose control”

Tzuyu leaned in, murmuring against your ear as she joined in on the teasing, “You’re so spoiled, Y/N-ah. Having two Alphas taking care of your heat.”

“Fuck! Just…knot me.” You groaned, squeezing your eyes shut as their teasing made the coil in your belly tighten.

Dahyun used one hand to grip your hip to push her knot inside first, doing so with a rough snap of her own hips followed by a delighted sigh. It had entered with a loud, slick pop. Your inner walls instantly clenched tightly around it. By the noises you were making, both Dahyun and Tzuyu could tell that you were so close to your peak, so Tzuyu followed Dahyun’s lead, pushing her knot inside your ass with a forceful thrust.

Causing you to cry out as you clenched hard on the two cocks inside you, viciously dragging your fingernails down Dahyun’s back as you felt both of your girlfriends release inside of you. Filling you up with their cum as they grunted and groaned against you, both of them sharing the same thought as they simultaneously sank their teeth into both sides of your neck.

Mating you.

Claiming you.

Their bites were the final straw as you were thrown over the edge, a high pitched scream escaped from your throat as you felt all the tension building inside of your body finally find its release. White filled your vision as every part of you spasmed, helpless to the onslaught of pure pleasure that made every nerve in your body stand on end. Before your high began to taper off as you fell bonelessly against Tzuyu.

The Alpha snaked her arm around your waist, pulling you as close as possible to her, palm rubbing and pressing against your stomach. A weak groan escaped from you at how full you felt before Tzuyu stopped, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. Before propping herself up on one elbow, watching as Dahyun began to card her fingers through your hair, a goofy smile on her face as she trailed a finger down to the fresh bite on the right side of your neck. Her mark.

Both of their knots had shrunk enough inside of you for them to pull out but they continued to lie there, not moving.

That was until Tzuyu began to laugh from behind you, jostling you and Dahyun slightly as she calmed with a sigh, “I can’t believe we did it. We’re mates.”

The word felt strange but familiar all at the same time as you pushed the Alphas back slightly so that they were no longer inside of you, allowing you to lie on your back so that you could see the both of them properly, “Took us long enough.”

A chuckle also came from Dahyun as she linked her fingers with Tzuyu’s as their hands rested against your stomach, “At least we did. I guess that finally makes you our Omega now, doesn’t it Y/N.”

You couldn’t suppress the smile growing on your face as you took their interlocked hands that were resting on your belly and brought them to your lips, kissing them both. “And I guess that makes you two my Alphas.”

The two smiled as they cuddled into either side of you, “Yes, yes it does.”

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Memory Lane: Maybe It’s Better

Chapter 11:

“She said what!?” Dahyun yells out, “And she kissed you!? WHAT!?”

“Dahyun, I know, I was there. You don’t need to yell.”

“I’m sorry ok, it’s just who would’ve thought that after all these years, Chaeyoung would finally decide to act now.”

“I know, and I can’t stop thinking about her either. Everything she said that night keeps relaying in my brain like a broken record.”

“Well what is Sana’s reaction to all this? Did you tell her?”

“Of course I did. I told her everything.”

“Ok, good. What did she say?’

“She said she would never hurt me, and that she would do anything to make me happy. So I told her to kiss me.”

“CHOU TZUYU!”

“Dahyun I said to stop yelling!”

“I’m sorry! I just never knew you were so bold! You have certainly changed these past few years. So tell me, what was it like? Was it better than Chaeyoung’s?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know??”

“Well Chaeyoung kissed me way too suddenly, plus I was angry and flustered from all the feelings I was going through, there was no way I could enjoy a kiss in that state. With Sana, I just couldn’t stop thinking about what Chaeyoung said and did. When I told Sana to kiss me, I was hoping that after seeing her beauty in the moonlight, I would forget about Chaeyoung’s kiss and just move on with my life. But…I couldn’t. It just kept replaying in my head over and over. I don’t know what to do or what to think. That’s why I called you here Dahyun, I need your help.”

“Where would you be without me Chou Tzuyu?”

“Dahyun I’m so confused. I just want to figure this all out so my head and my heart don’t feel like they’re going to explode.”

“Ok look Tzuyu, you said Chaeyoung’s kiss was forced and that there really wasn’t any emotion on your side, at least not at the time, to enjoy it. Well in my opinion, it’s the exact same thing with Sana. She of course wanted to kiss you, but you only wanted to kiss her in order to get Chaeyoung out of your head, not necessarily because of your feelings with Sana. If you had kissed her on the hilltop in that moment before Mina came, then that would have been a different story.”

“So what should I do now? What does this mean?”

“To be honest, I think this means you still have feeling for Chaeyoung. Why else would you be thinking about her kiss for all this time, even if you didn’t really feel anything? I can’t really think of any explanation besides that.”

“What about Sana? Does this mean I don’t care about Sana at all?”

“No, of course not, it’s easy to see that you care for both Sana and Chaeyoung. But which do you care for more? That’s the question you need answered, which I can’t really help you with. That one is on you.”

“Well how am I supposed to figure that out? Date both of them?”

“Tzuyu you are a genius!”

“Dahyun I was kidding, there is no way I’m going to date them both.”

“No, don’t date them both, go on A date with them both. Not at the same time of course. One date with Sana, and one date with Chaeyoung. Whichever one can steal your heart away is the one you stay with.”

I sit quiet and think about this plan. It doesn’t seem like there's any other option.

“Ok I’ll do it. But who should I go on a date with first?”

“Hmm well to make it fair, just flip a coin I guess?”

I grab a quarter in my pocket and put it in my hand.

“Chaeyoung is heads and Sana is tails.” I flip the coin and grab it, and then put it on top of my other hand and, “Tails.”

“Sana it is!!”

Dahyun leaves my house so I can be alone and think about what I need to do. I pick up my phone and text Sana.

“Hey Sana, thank you for a great time the other day, I really did have fun, even if the end of the day didn’t end the way I imagined. I want to try and start over, if that’s ok with you? Would you like to go on another date? No interruptions this time, just you and me.”

Nervous, I sit down on my bed thinking about what Sana might say. Did she feel something was weird the other night too? Did she feel anything from that kiss?

Bzz~

“Tzuyu! I’m glad you texted me. I hope you’re feeling ok after all that happened, and yes, I would love to go on another date with you. Actually, my aunt works at the fair that started up last week. She can probably get us in for free if you want to go to that. We can go on rides and buy a bunch of food if you’re interested?”

“The fair? I don’t think I’ve been there since I was a kid. I used to be pretty good at the games too. Yeah! That sounds like a lot of fun!”

Bzz~

“Ok great! Let’s go this weekend! We can talk more about it tomorrow at school!”

I lay on my bed thinking about what the fair was going to be like. I couldn’t enjoy the rides there when I was younger because I was too small. Now that I’m older and bigger maybe the fair will be even more fun, especially since I’ll be with Sana. Then it hits me, what am I going to do about Chaeyoung? I know I definitely still have feelings for her. I just wish that it wasn’t so weird between us right now. She said she was going to break up with Mina, did she really? I can’t go on a date with her if they haven't broken up. That would just be a mess. I’ll have to figure that out when I get to school tomorrow. The next day, I go into science class running a little late because I realized I left my notes in my locker so I had to run back and get them. When I returned I saw that Mina was here, but Chaeyoung wasn’t. Dahyun pulls me down to my chair and asks me if I knew where she was, but I didn’t. I decide to text her.

“Why aren’t you in class today? I was hoping I could talk to you.”

I didn’t get a reply until the middle of class.

Bzz~

“Sorry, I think my allergies started acting up after running up and down those hills the other day and I don’t feel well. Maybe another time, when I feel better?”

“Ok sure, get well soon.”

I put away my phone and I feel someone staring at me. I look up and our teacher is continuing the lesson. I look next to me and it’s not Dahyun, then I look to the other side and I see Mina is looking at me with a serious face. I see her write something down on a piece of paper and passes it along to me. I open it up and it reads

“I need to talk to you after school, can we meet up outside by the side of the school?”

I look at her and she’s back to following the lesson. I look at Dahyun who’s half asleep on her desk, so I don’t bother telling her about this. I write back on another piece of paper.

“Sure, but I can’t stay too long, I’m meeting up with Sana.”

I send the paper over to her and she looks back at me and nods her head. The rest of the day, I couldn’t help but wonder what Mina wanted to talk about. I’m pretty sure she wanted to talk about Chaeyoung. Did they really break up? Or does Mina want me to stay away from her? After my last class of the day I go to my locker and put my stuff away. I head outside where Mina asked to meet. I go out the school door and I see Mina sitting down under a tree waiting for me. I decide to sit down next to her. It was probably a bad idea. I don’t really talk to her, so sitting next to each other was really awkward.

“I heard from Sana that you two are going to the fair together.”

“Oh that’s right you two are friends. Yeah we are, why do ask?”

“Because I want to know what you plan to do about Chaeyoung.”

“Are you two still together? If you are then I won’t go near her, at least not in any romantic sort of setting, I’m not that kind of person.”

“I know you’re not Tzuyu. And no, Chaeyoung and I are not together anymore.”

I feel something in my heart as soon as she says that. I don’t know what it was, but it felt almost like excitement. I felt bad feeling this way when Mina was right next to me. I feel even worse when I look at her and I see a single tears fall down her face. It wasn’t a stream of tears that came down like a waterfall whenever I cry, this was almost majestic. One by one, tears fell down her face as if they were taking turn and she covers her face except her eyes as tears keep falling.

“I’m sorry, I’m still not over it. Chaeyoung probably still feels bad about it too, it’s probably why she isn’t here today.”

“No need to be sorry. I have experience with heartbreak, trust me, it’s ok to cry.”

I grab a few tissues I have in my backpack and give them to Mina to wipe her face.

“Anyway, I didn’t ask you to be here to watch me cry. All I want right now is Chaeyoung to be happy. If she isn’t happy with me then I can’t do anything about that. All I know is that she wants to be with you. If you are the one that makes her happy then I’ll learn to live with that. But, if you hurt her any more than she already is, then you’ll have to answer to me.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Did Chaeyoung really say that I make her happy? Is Mina helping get Chaeyoung and I together? She has a stronger and kinder heart than I realized.

“If you go to that fair with Sana, and you realize that your feelings for her are stronger than what you feel for Chaeyoung, you tell her right away. I understand that Chaeyoung didn’t do that for you when she and I started dating, but I can promise you that she didn’t do it on purpose. Nobody deserves to hurt anymore. Ok?”

I can see now why Chaeyoung fell for Mina. She’s incredibly kind and caring, even after she and Chaeyoung broke up. I’m not sure I have that kind of power to do the same.

“Of course. Hey, Mina?”

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry for everything, I wish neither of us had to go through any of this.”

“Me too.”

We get up and go our separate ways. I hope Mina finds someone that will love her just as much as she loves them one day.

I head over to the library and I see Sana.

“Tzuyu! What took you so long? I was about to send a search party out for you!”

“I’m sorry! No need to do that! I’m here now.”

We sat down and talked about all the different things we were going to do at the fair. The week flew by, and finally it was time for the fair. Sana and I walk past the main entrance and find Sana’s aunt who manages to sneak us in.

“I’ve never done anything like this before. I feel a little nervous.” I say worried that we might get caught.

“Oh don’t worry too much we’ll be fine!”

The rest of the night went just as planned. We went on a bunch of rides. The roller coaster was actually pretty fast for a fair roller coaster, I thought I was going to fly off and land in the parking lot. Sana tried to do the strong man challenge where you throw a hammer down and try to ring the bell. She missed and almost smashed her foot instead. I’m sure if she focused hard enough she could’ve won, after all this girl almost killed me with just a beach ball. We went to the ring toss and Sana was just as bad as that one at and I laughed as she couldn’t throw in a single ring around. She got upset and yelled at me, saying it was harder than it looked and told me to try it, I won a giant squirrel plushy. I gave it to Sana to make her feel better.

“Oh look! Have you ever had takoyaki Tzuyu?”

“I’ve always seen it in anime, but I never had the chance to get some in real life. Do they have it here?”

“They’re selling Japanese street food over there! I’ll go check if they sell it. I’ll be right back you can go look around over here!”

I stay around the area so Sana can still see me when she comes back. I look around and see a pile of plush animals on the ground. Did someone really win all of those? Even I’m not that good at carnival games. I look to see who won all those things and I see a girl aiming a toy rifle at an Eevee plush on the top shelf.

“C’mon kid, there is no way you can get that one. People have tried but never succeeded.” The old guy behind the stand smirks.

He probably glued it to the shelf or something, I thought. Then I hear a familiar voice.

“Well those people weren’t me.”

The girl shoots the toy rifle and the Eevee falls down flat on the ground and the old man drops his jaw to the floor in defeat. The girl picks up the Eevee along with her other plushies and walks away. As she gets closer to me I realize who this is. It’s Chaeyoung.

“Tzuyu is that you?”

“Chaeyoung? Did you really win all those prizes?”

“Yeah I did, this isn’t even all of them, I gave some to kids that were crying because they couldn’t win. Besides my small arms can only carry so many of these of things. What are you doing here? Are you on your own?”

“Oh umm no, I’m here with Sana actually.” I regretted telling her I was with Sana, I hope I didn’t hurt her.

“Oh I see. Well umm, here.” She hands me the Eevee she just won, “I can’t carry that with all my other plushies, it probably won’t fit on my bed either.”

“Do you put all of your plush toys on your bed?” I giggle.

“Yeah! Is there a problem with that?” She says a little mad that I laughed.

“No of course not, it’s really cute.”

She stands still and looks at me. Did I say something wrong?

“You haven’t called me cute in a while.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

It starts getting silent and neither of us says a word.

“So where is Sana? I thought you said you were with her?”

“Oh she went to the Japanese stall over there to see if they sell takoyaki. There’s a long line so she’s probably just stuck waiting. She probably thought it would be faster, so she told me to wait for her here.”

“Oh ok, yeah they do sell takoyaki over there. They’re really good that’s why there’s such a long line. She probably didn’t want to lose her spot and is waiting there.”

Chaeyoung looks like she’s saying something to herself.

“Be true to yourself Son Chaeyoung, just ask her.”

“Ask me wha-“

“Have you seen ‘Your Name’ yet Tzuyu?”

“The anime movie? No, I’ve been meaning to watch it but I never found the time. Why?”

“Well, it’s showing in this small theater in Little Tokyo. Do you maybe…want to go see it with me?”

She looks at me with those big beautiful eyes of hers once again. I was going to ask her out on a date anyway, so why not?

“Yeah I’d love to.”

“Really!?” Chaeyoung says as she smiles.

“Of course!” I smile back.

“Ok! Umm is tomorrow ok? We can do it another time if that’s too soon?”

“No, I’m free tomorrow. That should be perfect.”

“Cool! I’ll see you tomorrow then!” She picks up her prizes and waddles away smiling like a little kid carrying a pile candy.

“Tzuyu! I got the takoyaki!” Sana yells.

“Oh good! Let’s sit down on that bench over there!”

We sit down and Sana opens up the box and eats one of the takoyaki herself first. I figure she waited in line for them so she should eat enjoy the food first.

“Oishiiiiii!” Sana screams out. Then she looks at me and realizes that she screamed out in Japanese and blushes. “I’m sorry, it’s just so good! Here try some!”

She picks up a piece and offers it to me.

“Hurry eat it!”

Normally, I’m not too keen on people feeding me, I’m not a baby, but this time I’ll let it slide. I take a bite of the takoyaki and it is hot! The outside was nice and crispy but the inside was still steaming! Once I got passed the temperature of it, and focused on the flavor, it turned out to be one of the best things I’ve ever eaten.

“Wow Sana you were right! This is delicious!”

“I’m glad you like it! By the way Tzuyu, where did you get that Eevee from? Did you win it while I was away?”

For a second I thought, I shouldn’t tell her that Chaeyoung was the one who gave it to me. But, I don’t want to keep any more secrets from her.

“Chaeyoung gave it to me, apparently she’s really good at fair games, even better than me.”

“Oh that’s cool.” Is all she says.

After we finish the takoyaki, an announcement comes on around the fair.

“Attention please, everyone. The rides will soon be closing, if you wish to get on any of the rides please do so now, before we close. Once again, the rides will soon be closing soon, if you wish to ride please do so now, thank you.”

“Is there anything you wanted to ride still?” I ask.

“Yeah the ferris wheel! Let’s hurry! If we’re too slow the line will be too long and we’ll never get to ride it!”

Sana grabs hold of my hand and we run to ferris wheel like our life depended on it. We dashed through so many people. I kept yelling sorry to them over and over as we were zipping through to get there on time. We finally got to the ferris wheel and turns out we caught the very last passenger cabin on the last ride. We sit down in our cabin exhausted from all the running.

“I can’t believe we made it.” I cry out.

“I told you Tzuyu, you need to do some more exercise.”

I look up at Sana and she already caught her breath as if this was nothing for her.

“Oh look! We’re going higher!”

“Sana isn’t that the point of ferris wheels?”

“Oh shut up Tzuyu. This is beautiful! I can’t wait to reach the top!”

“Well I can.” I grumble.

“What are you talking about Tzuyu?” Sana says with a puzzled expression.

“Well…I’m kind of afraid of heights.”

“What!? Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“Because you grabbed my hand and ran before I could!”

“You were fine on the roller coaster and the other rides though?”

“Yeah well those are over quickly! Ferris wheels take forever to reach the top! And sometimes the sway back and forth and I feel like they could break any second and I can fall out and die!”

I feel like I’m going to have a panic attack. I slouch down in the cabin so I don’t have to look outside.

“I’m sorry Tzuyu. I should have asked you if you wanted to go, instead of grabbing you and running. It’s just I wanted you to see this. Here look outside, I’ll hold your hand if it makes you feel just a little better.”

Sana holds my hand and it takes all my power just to stand up in this wobbly death trap. With my eyes closed, I grab onto Sana’s arm and turn around to face the window.

“Open your eyes.” Sana whispers quietly.

Slowly but surely I open them up and the view of the city just takes my breath away. I can see all the cars driving out of the fair, the different buildings and houses that shape the city, and so many beautiful lights as they come together whether they’re from buildings or cars they all form this beautiful light show. It almost felt like it was just for Sana and I.

“Wow. This really is beautiful. Sana what is it with you and beautiful views? How do you manage to find all these great spots?”

“You know I was asking myself the same thing. I’m looking at something even better than a sunset at the beach and this magnificent cityscape. Tzuyu you are the most stunning view I could ever ask for. The best part is you are as beautiful on the inside as you are outside. Tzuyu, the way you feel right now is how I feel whenever I see you at school or anywhere else. I love you.”

As the ferris wheel starts to drop down and the ride is nearing its end, Sana comes closer to me and she grabs my other hand. I look to her and her eyes and staring deep into mine. She closes hers first and inches her face closer to me. I close my eyes next as my heart is pounding loud and clear. Her soft lips touch mine and adrenaline rushes through me. She puts her arms around my shoulders and I hold on to her waist. This is what a kiss should feel like. I was happy. We walked out of the ferris wheel and Sana drove me home. It was quiet in her car, but this wasn’t an awkward silence. This was just us simply enjoying each other’s company. As soon as we reached my house, Sana gave me a peck on the cheek.

“Bye Tzuyu, I had a wonderful time.” She smiles.

“I did too Sana. Thank you for everything.” I smile back and head inside the house.

I ran to bed and screamed into my pillow in excitement. I didn’t want to wake up my mom so I tried to be as quiet as possible. Then I remembered my date with Chaeyoung was tomorrow. Was it going to be as good as my date with Sana? What am I going to do if it goes even better? I stay awake for a few more hours and I just can’t go to sleep. I keep thinking about so many things. I decide to take some sleeping pills and after a while I finally feel like I can go to sleep at peace. It really seemed like things are starting to look better. I wake up the next day, fully rested. I check my phone and Chaeyoung texted me.

“Hey good morning Tzuyu! I was thinking about meeting up at the train station around maybe five? I figure we can take the train and go to Little Tokyo together. Sound good?’

I look at the time and it’s already four! Those stupid sleeping pills! I didn’t realize they were that strong. Then I remembered that I woke up a few times before this but, I went right back to bed because the pills were too strong. I am never taking sleeping pills ever again. I rush in the shower to get ready and I decide not to do anything with my hair. I get dressed and almost run out the door, and then I realized I still didn’t put on any make up! I check the time and it’s already four thirty and I can’t believe I am running late. I check my phone and look up the bus schedules. The next bus to the train station was coming in five minutes. I have no choice but to try and do it on the bus. I grab the essentials and run to the bus quickly. I barely caught it. It was a twenty minute ride to the train station and I hope I can get some decent make up on before I have to see Chaeyoung. When the bus stops in front of the station I look at my mirror not fully happy with what I’ve done, but it’ll have to do. I walk off the bus and I see Chaeyoung waiting for me and it brought back memories.

“I am so sorry I’m late, I took some sleeping pills last night and I literally woke up an hour ago. Ugh I look like a mess too. I am so sorry.”

Chaeyoung looks at me confused and then she smiles.

“Tzuyu if you didn’t tell me any of that I would never have noticed. You look great. Besides you’re right on time look, it’s five haha.”

“Oh good” I sigh in relief, “Wait are you saying that I always look like a rushed mess?”

“What!? No! That’s not what I meant by that really!?” Chaeyoung says frantic.

“I know I’m just messing with you.” I smile.

“Wow! I’m leaving you! Go watch the movie by yourself!” Chaeyoung runs down the stairs into the train station.

“No Chaeyoung! It was just a joke really!” I chase after her and grab her arm.

“Whatever.” She looks in the other direction, but doesn’t pull her arm away.

She turns back around and looks at me and smiles.

“I’ll forgive you…maybe.” She runs back down past the turnstile and goes into the train that just pulled in.

I chase after her and sit next to her as I catch my breath.

“Can you please stop running? Can’t we just sit together in peace?” I plead.

“Ok fine. I just find it cute when you chase after me. It makes me feel like you love me again.”

That statement caught me off guard. She looks at me and sticks her tongue out, as if she trying to tell me not to take what she said too seriously.

“Who said I ever stopped?” I stick my tongue back at her giving her the same message.

We keep having little arguments back and forth, but this wasn’t like that time on the hills, we were just throwing little jabs at each other, like an elderly couple that’s been together too long.

“How is it that after all these years you still haven’t grown an inch?”

“Because you keep stealing all my growth spurts! How come after all these years you still look like Yoda!?”

“Because I want to! At least I don’t keep plush animals on my bed in high school!”

“Hey my plushies never did anything to you!”

*Ding dong* Attention passengers we have arrived at Little Tokyo.*Ding dong*

“Oh c’mon Tzuyu let’s get off now.”

Our little bicker session stops, which disappoints me a little because it was kind of fun.

“The movie doesn’t start until seven, so we have a little over an hour till we need to head to the theater. What do you want to do?” Chaeyoung asks.

Before I can think of an answer my stomach growls like an angry wolf and decides for me. I remember that I woke up just hours earlier and I haven’t eaten anything since the night before.

“Can we get food? I haven’t eaten all day.” I beg.

“Sure, there are a lot restaurants around here we can look around and see what you want to eat.”

We walk around the area and there are so many different places. Ramen shops, bento shops, there are even so many different carts around serving street food. I couldn’t decide what I wanted. Then I saw this weird bread shaped like a fish.

“Do you know what that is?” I ask Chaeyoung.

“Oh that’s taiyaki, its bread filled with red bean usually. We have something in Korea that’s similar called bunggeo-ppang. It’s really good do you want to eat that?”

“Yes, it looks amazing!”

I buy one for both Chaeyoung and I take a bite and it tastes just as good as I thought it would. The crispy bread on the outside along with the smooth texture of the red bean paste really soothed my appetite. After I finished my first one, I couldn’t help but order another. Don’t judge me, remember I haven’t eaten anything today. After we eat the taiyaki, which I might eat another of later on, we head over to the shops and look at all the anime related merchandise.

“Have you ever been here before Tzuyu?”

“No! If only I knew where this was before I wouldn’t have to buy all my stuff online!”

“Isn’t getting stuff online easier though?”

“Yeah it is, but there is just something about the instant gratification of buying things in person, you know?”

“Yeah I get what you mean, you don’t have to wait days for it to come to your house when you can just come here and buy it instantly.”

“Yeah exactly!”

I really did miss being out with Chaeyoung, we just simply understood each other when it came to things like this. When it came to other things on the other hand, well you know that story.

“Are you going to buy anything Tzuyu? The movie is going to start soon we should head over to the theater now.”

“No, I’m ok, maybe next time, we can go now.” I say as I look around.

We got to the movie theater and Chaeyoung bought our tickets, despite my objecting. She said since I bought her taiyaki she should pay for my ticket even though the difference in price was very obvious. I heard ‘Your Name’ was a very emotional movie. I turn to Chaeyoung in our seats and she has a determined look on her face. She probably doesn’t want to cry in front of me, I don’t want to cry in front of her either so I get my game face on as well. We both failed. When the movie was over I look over at Chaeyoung and see tears falling down her face and she can’t keep herself together. After wiping away my own tears, I wipe Chaeyoung’s eyes with one hand and hold the arm with the other. We walk out the theater sniffing and laughing at each other’s red faces from all the crying we did. We find a nice place to sit and relax as we calm ourselves down.

“Tzuyu if we switched bodies what would be the first thing you would do?” Chaeyoung asks suddenly.

I look at her and think about my answer.

“I’d find you probably. So we could figure out how to switch back.”

“Oh. That’s it?” She says puzzled.

“Of course that’s it! I like my body the way it is. Why, what would you do if you had my body?”

“I don’t want to say.” She says shyly.

“Oh c’mon just tell me!” I pry.

“Ok fine! I…would reach for something on the top shelf of the kitchen…without using a chair for once.”

At first I tried to hold in my laughter, but I couldn’t and I just let it all out.

“It’s not funny ok! This is why I didn’t want to tell you! My little brother is a lot taller than me and he always puts my favorite snacks on the top shelf just to annoy me and I have to use a chair in order to get to them. It’s so embarrassing you don’t understand!”

“Ok, I’m sorry I laughed I won’t anymore, I promise.” I say as I take deep breaths trying to calm myself.

“Tzuyu, can I ask you another question?” Chaeyoung asks with a serious face.

“Yes, of course. What is it?”

“Why did you agree to go out with me? To this movie I mean. I hurt you a lot, and I regret that. I don’t think I’m deserving of a second chance, and yet here you are. Why?”

“Everyone deserves a second chance Chaeyoung. When you talked to me on those hills, I was so upset, not all of it was being upset with you but rather more with myself. I had a chance with you years ago and I never took it. I guess I was scared. When I finally made my move it was too late. When you kissed me, I was so caught off guard, I didn’t think you would do that. It took me a while to realize that my feelings for you never left. To be totally honest with you I don’t think they ever will.”

“Tzuyu I’m sorry for all the pain that I caused you. I realized that, while I did care for Mina a lot, I was only with her because she was safe. I knew for sure that she had feelings for me, unlike with you where I had no idea, until recently. I was scared of being rejected and went to the person I knew who wouldn’t do that. And then when you finally asked me out I was already with Mina and I couldn’t just break up with her simply because you were ready. I couldn’t do that to her. When I saw you there with Sana, I thought I was going to lose you forever. The thought of that, was more painful than anything I’ve felt before. That’s when I knew I had to be honest and true to myself and risk being rejected and talk to you. I’d rather do that, and fail, than wonder what would happen if I never did. Tzuyu, I love you, I can say that now with no hesitation. I want to make you happy for the rest of your life and I will never, NEVER, hurt you again. I promise.”

As I saw tears build up in Chaeyoung’s eyes, I couldn’t stop myself any longer. I pull Chaeyoung in and I kiss her. Nothing felt more right than this moment. I look into Chaeyoung’s beautiful eyes once more.

“Chaeyoung, I love you too. I always have and I always will.”

Suddenly, Sana comes to mind. Did I just choose Chaeyoung? I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore but, I feel like I might have to just one last time. I choose…

“Tzuyu! What are you doing!? Let’s go!”

I look up and realize I’m in my room. Oh that’s right. This was a long time ago, back in junior year of high school. It’s been five years since then and now I’m moving out of my house. How long have I been reminiscing down here? I check the time and the movers should all be headed down to my new apartment soon. I should get going, I’m meeting up with someone in a bit, and I need to get to my new home, I need to get back to my wife.

To be continued...

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