#taeyeon scenario

[alcoholfreenayeon]

I.N.V.U

Reader x Taeyeon

CW: Fluff, Major Angst, Self harm, Suggestion of death

Word count: 4000

Synopsis: Y/N and Taeyeon first met in the early 2010s and fell in love, however it was a case of the right person, wrong time as soon circumstances out of either of their control seemed to tear them apart. Now a few years later their paths cross again, reawakening feelings they thought they had gotten over…

Taeyeon POV

Taeyeon fights off the tears in her eyes, trying so hard to not cry as she wrote the words she had felt during the last 3 years. ‘You made me feel the happiest I had ever been and just as quickly the saddest I had ever been. Made me lose my mind in delusion and then made me lose my mind from that unveiled illusion. Yet you seemed unchanged, unfazed, and moved on peacefully and for that I envy you’. As she translated her feelings into words, her efforts to stay strong wavered, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks as she held down her sobs. She couldn’t believe it, after all these years, after all she had been through, things were starting to go wrong, again. And now she couldn’t bear it anymore, it was time to close down this chapter once and for all. Her vision got blurry from the tears, and she rubbed her eyes slowly, but her pen flew out of her hand and dropped onto the floor, and she sighed in defeat. Even now, she couldn’t win. She tried to lean over and reach her pen, her hand almost reaching when her chair tips over and she falls to the floor. She groans loudly in frustration, that stupid chair had gotten a loose smaller leg. Picking herself, the pen, and the chair she signed off on her letter, she was about to sit again but she changed her mind, pushing the chair back. Standing, she scrolled through her phone checking to see if Y/N had responded yet. There it was once again, the two blue ticks without reply and sighed shaking her head with a sad smile. It was stupid of me to believe again, she thought to herself, as she took a step back, towards the chair, stepping up on it. Closing her eyes her mind relayed the memories of you, from the start till the present as she put the noose around her neck…….

Four Years Ago

You were getting ready to leave for work and after that you still had your classes, you sigh, knowing it was going to be a long and tiring day. As exited your apartment you heard heaving and an unpleasant screech of something heavy being dragged, you turned to see, a couple doors away a girl was struggling to push a big box towards the door. She must be someone new moving in, you conclude. Locking your door, you look at her again, sigh and walk up to her, “Excuse me, Hi, do you need some help”.

The girl stops trying to push the box unsuccessfully and turns to look at you. Panting, she rolls her eyes, “It’s okay, I think I got it”. You nod and are about to leave, you remember you had forgotten your charger and rushed to get it. As you leave your apartment for the second time, you see the girl standing and panting, frustrated clearly since the box hadn’t moved an inch and as soon as she spots you, she immediately pretends to start pushing it again…unsuccessfully again.

Suppressing a smile, you walk up to her again, “Are you sure you don’t want any help?”.

She sighs and rolls her eyes again, “Fine. Fine yes, I do need help.”.

You hold back a chuckle and begin to help her and in less than 10 minutes the two of you have moved everything in together. She looks at you and quietly thanks you, but you were having too much fun right now, “Sorry what was that?”.

She huffs and looks at you in disbelief, “Are you serious right now…. what even is your name?”.

“Y/N”, You say with a smirk, “You were saying?”.

She grits her teeth and sighs in defeat, “Fine, you win. Thank you Y/N.”

“And what’s your name?”, you ask smiling sincerely, finding her really amusing.

“Taeyeon.”, she said pouting.

Y/N POV

You sleepily yawn, this was so boring, you thought as you looked at your computer screen. Days like this really made you miss your college life. What’s the point of sitting for 8 hours in a small office with work which can actually be done in about half the time but you have to still be there the whole 8 hours and finishing early just mean more work. You sigh, at least the money is good…or seemed good at the time you started working, 3 years since and it just has remained the same, while inflation has been killing you recently. That’s when you received a couple of texts on your laptop and eagerly turned away from your PC and saw the messages from Taeyeon and smiled, things seemed to at least be going well with her now. You leaned back, stretching as you recalled when you first got this job offer…

Three Years Ago

“Are you sure about this?”, You ask nervously.

She sighs, “Of course its fine, you are with me, it doesn’t matter if anyone sees us”.

You didn’t protest further but you weren’t so sure about Taeyeon’s plan, it would be absolutely disastrous if you both were caught together. But after 7 months of being together Taeyeon was starting to grow tired of having hide it, she found it really unfair that she was still banned from dating and that even if she wasn’t, technically, she still wasn’t allowed because the fans would still be on her case. Though, recently she said she might just randomly reveal her relationship with you and get it over with, however, somehow you had managed to keep her from doing it. You knew that at this point of her career it would just be really bad for her to do something like that, besides you didn’t want that type of spotlight either.

There was something else, something which you had been hoping for a long time but now that it seemed so close to being achievable it scared you more than you could imagine. You had been working so hard in college and part time and it seemed to pay off since you finally got an offer for your dream job. But it was overseas, far away from Taeyeon. And you still had to tell Taeyeon about it…

“Quick, in here”, she practically dragged you inside one of the empty rooms, it was dimly lit and not very big, but it felt quite empty, “I don’t think anyone will disturb us here”, she said smiling as she began peppering you with kisses.

“Taeyeon wait”, you take a step back, “there is something I need to tell you…”, you pause giving her a moment to know this was serious.

She looks at you seriously and then closes the distance between you both, giving you a quick peck on your lips, “What is it love?”

You take a deep breath, “I have a job offer, the one I wanted…”.

She smiles happily grabbing your face excitedly, “What! That’s amazing, your hard work is going to pay off! Maybe we can save up together and then-”, she gets cut off.

“It’s-it’s from a foreign company, so I will have to move away”, you add, “If I decide to accept it, of course”, you finish solemnly.

“Oh…”, Taeyeon said as it began to sink in what this meant, “So….are you?”

“I-I…I don’t know”, you reply darkly, knowing this was a lose-lose situation. She looks at you like she wants to say something but keeps quiet. The rest of the time you both spent together passes by quickly and rather silently as both of were thinking about what neither of you wanted to happen.

Taeyeon POV

Taeyeon took a shaky breath as she felt the rope around her neck and felt herself begin to seriously tear up as she recalled the time where you just left. Without telling her, without any hints, without any warnings, you just went. And she tried to chase you down, even almost catching up to you but falling just short while you didn’t even look back. The worst thing was that she was really sure you left because of her, only because of her. Because recently she brought it up with the board that she wanted to publicly announce her relationship with you despite the fact that it might jeopardize her own career, she didn’t care, not as much as about her relationship with you. But she knew you didn’t want her to do that because you weren’t selfish like her, that you weren’t scared like her. Yet why didn’t you tell her that you changed your mind. Why did you go so suddenly. Why did never look back once….

Y/N POV

Too engrossed in texting, you didn’t notice your colleague calling out your name until they gently slapped your shoulder.

“Helloo, Earth to Y/N, the meeting is almost about to start, everyone is waiting for you”, they say with a hint of annoyance in their tone.

“Yes, I’m coming, just a second”, you say dismissively, unplugging your phone from your laptop and switching to texting on your phone now as you slowly and absent-mindedly head towards the meeting room.

After about two hours of boredom, the meeting was finally over and you finally headed home in a hurry, the last train, you can’t miss it or else it’s going to be a long wait before you are able to catch a bus home.

Fortunately, you made it just in time, just in time to watch it leave before your eyes that is. You groan in frustration and walk defeatedly towards the bus stop. The bus you need still has an hour before it arrives. Great. None of this would have even happened if your car hadn’t decided to break down a couple days earlier. It’s like you gain one thing and lose two. At least you still have your date with Taeyeon tomorrow. It feels a bit surreal still, even though you already had seen her a few times this week, one of those times a half-date.

About an hour and a half later you finally reach home and go to your bed, exhausted. You see Taeyeon had still kept texting you and you replied back to her, telling her you were really looking forward to tomorrow and were also going to sleep now. As you closed your eyes, you couldn’t help but think how things ended between the two of you last time….

Flashback

It wasn’t really your fault, but it was. After giving much thought, you had decided against accepting the offer and instead remaining here and hoping you would find something else here. You even told Taeyeon that and even though she asked you a few times if you really wanted this, you could tell she was really relieved about your decision. But it all changed when went back home that day and received a call from none other than Lee Soo-man himself who revealed that Taeyeon had asked to reveal her relationship status and that he was going to turn her down. That it would harm Taeyeon, her group, and the company if it was publicized that one of the stars of SNSD was dating someone, much less a ‘commoner’. Moreover, if either of you made any further attempts to make the matter public, there would be no other option other than to put Taeyeon’s career on hold and end it at the earliest possible opportunity, in this industry at least. That wasn’t all either, all the sneaking around you and Taeyeon were doing needed to be stopped too and effectively, this open secret needed to be erased. As the comeback of the group approached, each member needed to appear ‘pure’, and you would just ruin it.

You were absolutely stunned by this, unsure what the implications would actually mean to Taeyeon’s career. You had known her for long enough to know how much she had dreamt of this, how hard she worked every day to keep a reality. Was staying here the right decision then? These restrictions given to you by the guy… when you weren’t even part of the company, yet he knew you wouldn’t have too much choice but to comply because your girlfriends’ aspirations were on the line. They will probably give her several strict rules to follow too, she’s also always so busy during the comeback period.

That’s when your doubts crept in for the first time, a grave mistake in hindsight but you didn’t know what exactly you were doing back then. Impulsively you decided to leave after all. You loved her but you were also selfish, you didn’t want to be in a relationship with her only behind closed doors. You wanted things as they were right now. What’s the point if the only place you both could enjoy peacefully was your home. You wanted to travel with her, visit cool places, eat out, go the movies. You wanted a real relationship, not one controlled by some guys in a suit who only cared about their quarterly profits. By tomorrow afternoon, you will be gone. Taeyeon wouldn’t understand, she would keep trying to convince you. Hopefully she will hate you for this. Because that’s the only way you know you can do this. You can’t bear the thought of her still loving you and waiting for you after you betray her like this.

The next morning you left in a hurry, packing everything you could and leaving for the airport, your flight in a couple hours. Your instincts fighting you the entire time you waited for the boarding call, warning you that this was a mistake, and you would be lying if you didn’t shed a few tears, but you had gone too far, your ego wasn’t going to allow you to back down now. Not even when heard your name called by her. You felt like your knees would buckle, you didn’t dare look back. You would have crumbled, you would have run straight back to her. And she would have given up her dream for you. So, you kept looking ahead pretending to not hear.

The last memory you had of her, and you ignored her and hurt her in it. That’s the sort of monster you were. You thought you would never see her again. Until she showed up last month, she had changed and so had you, but it only took a glance from a distance for you both to be drawn to each other again. Like it was destiny that you both couldn’t be kept apart from each other. You wanted to hold her, kiss her, apologize so much, knowing it wouldn’t be enough. But you just looked at her from a distance in disbelief and when she approached you to greet you, you couldn’t meet her eyes. She laughed at that. She found it amusing, saying that it happened way too long ago. You didn’t believe her though. Because you knew her. But slowly you began to warm up to her again and in a few hours, it was just like old times. Laughing and chatting about the silliest topics without a worry in a world.

You both met up once again, the very next day and the one after and it was like the old times. Almost the old times. The only thing that was different was that she seemed to be very on guard. Like she was wary of you.

It was nothing special really, just a dinner but it was hard for either of you to not think whether this was a date or not. It was like a half-date. The vibes were amazing, you both making each other laugh and filling in on what’s been happening in your lives. Teasingly kicking each other under the table even, just like the old times. And as you both left the place, she grabbed your hand, holding it softly. In the end, you even went to her place to drop her off.

She stopped by the entrance of the building and turned to look at you, “Thanks for walking me back…I did really enjoy the time we spent together today.”, She looks at you intently and then looks away quickly, “Maybe we can do something like this again?”

You grab both her hands and smile, “I was thinking of asking you that you know.”

She smiles back shyly, “You better have.”, then she suddenly gives you a quick kiss.

You can only stare back at her in surprise as you feel your cheeks color, “Wow…that’s…it’s been a long while since…”.

“And whose fault is that”, she scolds, and you look away guiltily. “Look, I am just teasing, but, if you really mean it, then no more games or half assed commitments. I need you to give your all. I am at my own limit Y/N, I don’t want the extra stress, especially from you because that just….hurts more”.

You squeeze her hands, “Yes, I know and I am sorry again. I promise you, this time it’ll be different. We’ll make it work this time. I’ll make it work this time. No matter what. Just one chance and I won’t let you down.”.

Then she kisses you, not a peck, a proper kiss, it seemed to last for hours and at the same time only a second. When you both pull away, you both can’t take your eyes off each other when she suddenly let’s go of your hands and steps away, “Sorry, I can’t, we shouldn’t. Not before we have a better idea of what we are.”. That hurts to hear but you can’t blame her. You force a polite smile and nod; she was only trying to protect herself.

“Goodbye Y/N”, she said, entering the doorway, “See you soon...”

Y/N POV

You wake up, disoriented, and look at the time, it’s already almost afternoon, you are to meet Taeyeon at her house soon. You pick up your phone and see a text from her and just as you are about to reply, your phone shuts off, out of battery. You sigh, you should have put it on charge before you slept. You turn to reach for it but it’s not there and groan, you didn’t want to get up yet. But you had to, you sigh and close your eyes for a moment as you think about Taeyeon, ‘This time I won’t let you go’, you vow and sigh.

You jolt awake, crap, you had fallen asleep again, you pick up your phone to check the time and realize you never put it on charge, you get up quickly, looking at the clock and realize you are already almost an hour late to meet her. You can charge it while driving-no you can’t, you realize since your car wasn’t available. The bus it is then, you decide, frustrated, frustrated that nothing seemed to be going right, you couldn’t find your charger, you were late. You quickly go to shower and get ready. In the midst of all that, you realize, you had taken your laptop and charger to your office…and never got it back. You didn’t shut it off either so to her it must seem like you are leaving her on read. That’s not good. Especially after you promised her. While you wait at the bus station, thankfully you manage to find a charging station. As soon as your phone turns on you send her an apology saying you’ll explain when you get there.  

After an hour you finally reached her place, as you hurried inside, you realize, you never really went to her new place and didn’t know exactly which apartment was hers. You send her another text to ask. You just knew it was on the second floor. But as soon as you got there, it became kind of obvious which one was hers, she still kept that stupid welcome mat you gave her years ago. Before ringing the bell, you decide to see if she replied yet and that’s when you want to punch yourself, you never turned on your data, so your texts never got sent, until now, however she did see it immediately. Hard to say whether that’s good or bad. Nervously, you go up to her door and ring the bell. No answer. You think you heard a small crash but it’s hard to tell. You ring the bell again. But yet again there’s no answer. You begin to feel anxious now. Was this the right place? You were beginning to think that maybe you were at the wrong door. After all someone else could have the same mat right. You knock on the door a couple times but once again. Nothing. You check your texts and nothing, despite her status being online. You wait for another 30 minutes before you give up. ‘Did she get mad? Was this the wrong door? Was she not serious? Was this her revenge?’ Your mind racing as you are flooded with pessimistic possibilities. You text her again, ‘Taeyeon you there? Are you mad at me? I am really sorry I was late, but I really can explain. And I am not going to leave until we make up. I am serious, I am not going to let go of you this time.’, you send her these texts and sit on the floor, leaning against the door. If she was mad so be it but you were not going to let things between you both end sourly again. Not now, not ever again.

Taeyeon POV

“I really wish I could hurt you like you hurt me so you know what you put me through yet for some reason even I had a chance to, I know I wouldn’t be able to do it.”, she thought to herself closing her eyes. And then she hears a ding as a notification pops off. Opening her eyes suddenly, a wave of adrenaline coursing through her as she tries to read what the screen says below. It’s from Y/N, “I’m for being so late, I’ll explain it when I get her.”, followed by, “I’m here, which is your door?”.

That’s when she hears the doorbell ring, turning her head towards the door quickly and in her relief and excitement momentarily forgetting about the rope around her neck, shifting around on the chair and in that fateful moment, the weaker leg of the chair gives way, breaking off and falling away as Taeyeon loses her balance.

Immediately, she gasps in panic and heaves hard as she tries to breathe, both her hands clasping the rope and trying to keep herself up aloft. Panic ensues and she immediately feels like it’s a lost cause, her legs desperately trying to reach for the fallen chair, the tip of her toes just about able to reach the side of it but it’s not enough. She wants to scream, she wants to call out your name but she can’t. Already she feels the strain and the strength in her arms fading. She doesn’t know how much longer she can keep struggling. Her eyes begin to get blurry as tears begin to flow. She doesn’t want this. She wants it to stop. She faintly hears the knocking on the door but is more focused on holding onto the noose. Her grip begins to loosen, she can’t breathe, she feel weak, lightheaded. ‘Y/N please save me, please don’t leave me again’, the final thoughts in her mind before her the light in her eyes begins to fade, her hands gently falling back to her side and her head tilts sideways in an unnatural position as she floats about for a seconds before she stops moving completely…

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

Snsd reaction

To you being there younger boyfriend please

Hi Anon, thank you for your request. I slightly changed the plot, opting for a neutral gender reader, to be more inclusive and enjoyable for everyone. I hope it's not a problem💙 Also, I'm including Sica in the line-up because I felt so lol

SNSD reaction to the reader being a younger partner

Taeyeon

Being the leader and oldest of her group, having a younger sister, being tutor and teacher for a lot of trainee in her agency...having younger people around her was nothing new for Tae. Actually it's something that makes her comfortable, she has that sense of control but without being possessive. Sometimes she needs your help to discover and understand the new trends.

Jessica

When she left the group, she felt like she didn't have nobody to trust anymore...but then you suddendly appeared, overcoming her coldness somehow. You were so fresh in your attitude and behaviour, and maybe even a bit immature, that it was refreshing for Sica having you around. Also, you were still kinda innocent and that was really important for her to give you a chance. She never regretted it.

Sunny

Often you look more like a couple of siblings bickering more than a dating couple. Or better, sometimes you two are so funny together that from outside you two look like a comedy duo. Your chemistry in the jokes and the sense of humor was something that Sunny couldn't find in partner of her same age or older. But now there's no a day where she can go to sleep without having a great laugh.

Tiffany

She's such a soft person, always smiling and kind with everyone...but with you? She reaches a new level: always so delicate and careful, almost being afraid of breaking you. She's calling you "baby" at 100%, because you're indeed her baby and be sure that she would spoil you so much. Also, she kinda fell in love when, despite being younger, you were so much attentive to her needs in her moments of down.

Hyoyeon

This agent of chaos will have fun messing up with you. We know she's the most serious during practice, but she's also a goofball in her daily life, so she will definitely playing with you using her duality. Be ready to be called "dummy" day and night, even if she does that out of love. Also, be sure to have a suitcase always ready, because she's taking you with during her travel to work as dj.

Yuri

Dramas, movies, tv shows... she's always so busy and that really influenced her romantic life. She was successful but lonely...until she met you. Being young you had the perfect mentality to understand her schedules, not making her feel guilty about not interacting too much sometimes. But, oh boy, when she is free, she's spending all her time with you, cuddling her baby that she missed so much.

Sooyoung

Bruh, why is your girlfriend roasting you? Like, there's no need to be that savage😭 But hey, you knew from the beginning what you were getting into. Sometimes she can come out as rude or indelicate, but it's just her way to worry about you. She's honest till to the end, making her look like a firm teacher(the hot one 👀)

Yoona

Now, who's the youngest between you two? Because she's always acting like a child around you💀 Sometimes she can be a tease, some prank always ready for you. You are starting to think you're a babysitter more than her partner, but you know it's just her playful side and that if things get serious, her adult side will come out(and that's kinda scary).

Seohyun

The national maknae being the oldest in a relationship? It was a dream to her. She really likes this dynamic in which she has the opportunity to be seen like an actual adult. It was like you really understood her persona. Despite that she would still your full attention like a real maknae lol. But in general she would be great help in your difficult moments, always supporting you in taking decisions.

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I hope you liked it, Anon. Thank you again for requesting 😄💙

Zazá

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member almost gets taken advantage of by a staff ft SNSD's Tiffany as GF

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend fullcatrebel who gave me this idea on Tumblr likes it!

The request: Hi I just want to request can you do where y/n is dating Tiffany from snsd(Tiffany is very protective of y/n) and the other member of snsd adore her(like a little sister)and one day when all of them were at the same workplace(including snsd) one of the staff tried to take advantage of y/n and she ran towards the all of the girls and they got angry and took care of it. Ps. I really love reading your book ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The bustling atmosphere of a shared work event between TWICE and Girls' Generation (SNSD) filled the air with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Both groups, beloved and successful in their own right, were set to perform and collaborate for a special stage. Among the members, Y/N, the 10th member and youngest of TWICE, was in a unique position, for she was in a loving relationship with Tiffany, a member of SNSD.

Tiffany was known for her vibrant personality and a smile that could light up a room, but she also had a fiercely protective side when it came to Y/N. The other members of SNSD had come to adore Y/N as if she were their own little sister, and they had accepted her with open arms into their close-knit family.

Meanwhile, Y/N was equally cherished by her TWICE unnies, who saw her as a precious little sister and close friend. They knew about her relationship with Tiffany, and the whole group had become like an extended family.

As the preparations for the event went into full swing, TWICE's snowflake was busy with her rehearsals while Tiffany and the other SNSD members were in their own practice rooms. The maknae had been a constant presence throughout the preparations, and her talent, charm, and youthful energy had won her a special place in the hearts of both groups.

As the day of the event arrived, the venue buzzed with excitement. Fans from all over the world had gathered to see their favourite K-pop stars perform, and both TWICE and SNSD were ready to deliver a show to remember.

During a break in rehearsals, Y/N found herself backstage, looking for a quiet spot to relax. The bustling venue had been overwhelming, and she needed a moment of solitude to gather her thoughts. Unbeknownst to her, a staff member with sinister intentions had been lurking nearby, watching for an opportunity.

As Y/N moved further away from the stage, she suddenly felt a presence behind her. Before she could react, the staff member made an inappropriate advance, causing fear and panic to surge through her. She pushed the staff member away and ran, desperate to find safety.

The younger girl's heart raced as she sprinted through the backstage area. She was shaken, terrified, and tears blurred her vision. She needed to find her loved ones, her support system. She needed Tiffany, the SNSD members, and her TWICE unnies. They were like her family, and she knew they would protect her.

Meanwhile, Tiffany and the SNSD members had just finished their rehearsals when they heard a commotion backstage. They rushed to the source of the disturbance, hearts pounding with concern. When they turned the corner and saw Y/N running towards them, dishevelled and scared, their protective instincts kicked into high gear.

Tiffany - Baby! 

Tiffany exclaimed, rushing to her girlfriend's side. She wrapped her girl in a protective embrace, her expression a mixture of relief and fury. 

Tiffany - What happened, sweetheart? Are you okay?

Y/N clung to Tiffany, tears streaming down her face as she explained the horrifying encounter with the staff member. Tiffany's protective instinct flared even brighter as she looked over at her fellow SNSD members. Their expressions mirrored her own, the love and concern for Y/N evident in their eyes.

Tiffany turned to the staff member, her voice laced with fury. 

Tiffany - You! What do you think you're doing? *glares*

The staff member stammered, realizing that they were surrounded by a group of determined women who would not stand for any harm to come to their beloved Y/N. The members of SNSD were ready to take action, and they were known for their close bond and sisterly protection.

As the staff member stuttered an apology, Taeyeon, the leader of SNSD, stepped forward with a stern expression. 

Taeyeon - You should be ashamed of yourself. Don't ever let us catch you doing something like this again.

Yuri - You won't get off easy next time. We won't tolerate any harm coming to our Y/N. *scowls*

With a mixture of shame and fear, the staff member quickly retreated, leaving TWICE's youngest in the protective embrace of her girlfriend and her newfound family. As the initial shock began to subside, Y/N felt a sense of safety and comfort that only came from being surrounded by people who loved and cared for her.

Taeyeon wrapped her arms around the young girl, her voice filled with warmth. 

Taeyeon - You're safe now, Y/N. We won't let anything happen to you.

The other members of SNSD echoed their agreement, and Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and support she had found within the group. She was like a little sister to them, and their protective instincts were unwavering.

Tiffany kissed Y/N's forehead and began to whisper. 

Tiffany - I'll always protect you, my Tinkerbell. You're the most important person in my life.

Y/N nodded, tears of gratitude still in her eyes.

Y/N - I love you, babe. I'm so lucky to have you and all of SNSD in my life.

Just as Y/N was beginning to feel a little calmer, a group of familiar faces appeared on the scene. It was her fellow TWICE members, who had been alerted to the incident by the stage crew.

Jihyo, TWICE's leader and Y/N's mama, was the first to reach her kid, her expression filled with concern. 

Jihyo - Angel, are you okay? We heard what happened.

Nayeon - We're here for you, sweet girl. We won't let anything happen to you.

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude as she saw the members of both groups standing together, ready to protect her. She turned to Tiffany, who was still holding her close, and whispered:

I love you all. I'm so lucky to have you in my life.

Momo, one of Y/N's fellow TWICE members, stepped forward and hugged her dongsang tightly.

Momo - We're like your big sisters, Y/N, and we'll always look out for you.

As the event continued, Y/N was never alone. She was constantly surrounded by the love and protection of both TWICE and SNSD, who had become her extended family. The incident had only served to strengthen their bonds, and Y/N knew that she would always be cherished and safeguarded by the people who had become her protectors and her family. And this made her have one thought:

I’ll love my dear chosen family forever.

A/N: I’m sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

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gf is horny

gf sends inappropriate pic

seeing s.o asleep with your kids

s.o biases another member

haunted house au

how they would cuddle

imagines

taeyeon

hush

sorry?

(*M*) taeyeon kinks

for so long?

soulmate au

craving you (*M*)

afterwards

christmas special

gf taeyeon

surprise?

you all right?

gf! taeyeon

sunny

soulmate au

tiffany

missing you

soulmate au

i’ll hold you

hyoyeon

falling for you

soulmate au

asking gf out

yuri

ashamed

yuri’s kinks (*M*)

soulmate au

sooyoung

i was worried

soulmate au

yoona

gf! yuna

put it out

leaving them for you

ignore the rumors

find your own happiness

soulmate au

seohyun

soulmate au

let me help

jessica

soulmate au

morning kisses

[fourseasonscomeandgo]

Banana.

Pairing: SNSD Taeyeon x gn!reader.

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Fluff.

"Lie down."

"I don't want to."

"Lie down." You took the banana you were cutting up with intentions of making it into a smoothie, and pointed it at her.

"I don't want to." She repeated, crossing her arms, putting her chin up, challenging you.

"Kim Taeyeon." You called her name, confronting her in the same way.

"Will you throw me that banana?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows "It's the only one left." She reminded.

"Whatever it takes?" She took two steps back, stretching her arms out to hold onto the edges of the archway that led into your kitchen "Well, catch me if you can." She sentenced, using the support on the timbers to generate momentum and turn on her heels, then dashed off.

"I'll do whatever it takes." You affirmed "On the couch." You ordered.

You threw the banana you were holding in your hands in the direction of her small figure that was now running away from you, as if you thought the impact would be hard enough to knock her down.

However, the banana missed.

You paused for a moment to look at the fruit scattered on the ground, thinking that now you would not be able to finish your smoothie, and you would also have to clean up.

After the realization that your olympic toss hadn't helped at all, you ran out the way your girlfriend had fled earlier. You stopped in the hallway to analyze which door she might have entered through.

The bathroom? Why would she go into the bathroom?

The dressing room? Could she have been hiding among the clothes?

The bedroom? Definitely in there.

You carefully open the door and step into the room you share with Taeyeon. Making as little noise as possible while walking, you scanned the place in search of her.

"Taengoo?" You uttered finally as you weren't able to find the girl anywhere.

Silence.

You ran your eyes around the room, scanning it again. Your gaze finally falling on a certain place: the bed. More precisely, under it. You wouldn't want to think she was there, because of how obvious it would have been to hide there, but it was the only place unchecked.

"Love?" you called out to her again.

This time being reciprocated by a bark coming from Zero, who was, effectively, under the bed.

"Zero-yah!" You heard your partner whine, only to have the little puppy subsequently come out of hiding and start jumping at you, asking you to pick him up.

From under the mattress peeked Taeyeon's head, who was watching you, frustrated, with a pout on her lips.

"Get out of there and lie down." You resumed the topic that had caused this whole situation.

"Taeyeon! You have a fever!" You reproached her with an incredulous tone.

"I have to go to work." She explained, expressionless, obvious.

You weren't able to assimilate your girlfriend's behavior. For almost two years now, she hadn't stopped working, as if she didn't already have enough money. You admired her, of course you did. One of the big reasons why you were so in love with her was that vehement passion for what she does. But everything has a limit, and she was exceeding hers.

You could understand if Taeyeon was turning down a whim of yours for her to stay at home with you, but this time, she was sick and still wanted to get into that studio where she spends hours and days.

You had to intervene, of course you had to intervene, for her sake.

"What are you thinking about?" Her voice interrupted your train of thought and you turned your gaze to her head, which, as she hadn't fully come out of hiding yet, was still peeking out from under the place where you both slept.

"Bullshit," she denied as she pulled her body out from under there "you weren't thinking about that, but okay."

"That you're not up yet."

She left the room and started walking around the house. At first you didn't understand what she was doing, but then you could see that Taeyeon was gathering her things

to leave.

"Yah!" You exclaimed as you saw her head for the front door.

After hearing your shout and realizing you had already read the situation, she tried to run as fast as she could towards her freedom, but your legs are longer, so you were in time to catch her by the waist and gently push her back.

"You're worse than a toddler." You scolded her by pointing your finger at her.

"I don't care."

"Love, I'm just fine." She assured, whining.

You walked until you were close to her, then bent down. She looked at you, not getting what you were doing. You put your arm behind her knees, causing her to lose her balance, to which she squealed in surprise, and using that opportunity, you lifted her up and rested her on your shoulder.

It's not that you were a person with a lot of strength. It's just that Taeyeon is practically a plant.

"Hey! This can't be legal. You're holding me against my will!" She kicked, hit your back, and even bit your shoulder, trying to get you to put her down.

Finally, you gently set her down on the bed you share, giving her a kiss on the forehead, opening the sheets so you could cover her with them.

"Yes, I will," you took off your slippers and climbed onto the bed, gluing your body to hers and wrapping her in your arms "you can never resist me."

"You won't buy me with love, you bastard." She said, putting on a voice that sounded like gollum in the Spain dub and turning to the side to turn her back to you.

She turned abruptly to look at you with a judgemental grimace, unable to believe your outburst of self-esteem.

"I'm sorry." You murmured, looking at her sweetly, as if in your eyes you carried tenderness itself.

"You're not lying, but you could be more modest." She advised with a raised eyebrow, and the corners of her lips turned down.

Taeyeon gently held your face in her hands, brushing your cheeks with her fingertips, giving your jaw a support with her palms. She leaned in close enough for your nostrils to nuzzle and then moved her head subtly up and down to extend the gesture. You were in such a trance before her adoration that until she moved her lips, you didn't notice that she was kissing you. You raised your hand, resting it on her chest, and pushed her away.

"You have a fever, don't kiss me!" You shrieked.

"Are you kidding me!?" She replied, frustrated "You won't let me go to work, I'm sick, you chased me and held me against my will, and now I can't even kiss you?" She collapsed between the pillows, covering her face with her hands, dejected.

"Kim Taeyeon, we need to talk."

"If you break up with me, you're ugly." She sat up quickly, pointing accusingly at you.

"Seriousness."

"Okay, seriousness." She furrowed her eyebrows.

"You're working too much."

"How can I ever be working too much? If it's work, it can never be too much." She interrupted you.

"Taeyeon, you're overworking yourself." You repeated, dropping the playful tone and sounding worried.

"My love, you lost weight, you hardly sleep and you even eat little." You took her hands "You haven't taken a break in years." Your eyes met, in her face you noticed that she knew what you were saying was true.

"It's not like that..."

"Yes, honey, I know." She said, looking down to her hands.

"You're sick right now. Is it really so terrible for you to stay at home for a few days and do nothing?"

She averted her gaze to the side, trying to suppress a smile.

The reality was that it generated butterflies in her belly that you took care of and worried about her.

But you don't know that.

"It wouldn't be so bad." She whispered, succumbing to your words.

"Wouldn't it?" You smiled broadly.

"It wouldn't." She agreed "But I have one condition," you put on your serious face again "you have to kiss me."

"Taeng..."

"Of course I'll kiss you, just stay there." You fell backward onto the mattress, taking her with you, only to position yourself on top of her and press a kiss to her plumpy lips.

"Okay, then I have to go to practice." She tried to stand up, only to be stopped by your embrace.

Taeyeon lifted her arms and wrapped them around your neck, pulling you into her, deepening the kiss. But you suddenly got up and just walked away.

"There's a banana scattered on the floor of our living room." You replied disinterestedly.

"Where are you going!?" Taeyeon shouted upset.

—ica.

[girlgroupshots]

Day 5 - SNSD Taeyeon

pairing: tiffany x taeyeon (taeny) content warning: somnophilia word count: 900 rating: M for mature summary: tiffany comes home for the holidays. taeyeon comes.  consider buying me a coffee if you enjoy!    

“I wish you could be here this year.”

A small pout crossed Taeyeon’s features as she stared at her phone screen. The picture coming through the facetime call was a familiar one, intimately familiar in fact. Tiffany Young laughed playfully at the expression she was given, giving an apologetic look in return.

“Aw, baby! I wish I could be there too,” Tiffany replied. “Next year. Or you could join me…”

This was the difficult part of having a long distance relationship where both parties were active in different parts of their life. The two months Taeyeon had gotten to enjoy Tiffany’s company all to herself were heavenly and yet it seemed their time ended right before the holidays and Tiffany had to return to the States.

“Maybe if you give me some incentive I’d consider it.”

“Yah! Do you need incentive to stay with me?” Tiffany laughed in disbelief. “Unbelievable!”

“Eleven hours is a long flight!” Taeyeon protested jokingly.

“Who are you telling!”

Both girls fell into laughter at their antics, which, in the end, only made them wish that they were in each other’s physical presence even more. A brief silence fell over the call and Taeyeon’s expression became melancholic once more. Noticing her girlfriend’s face, Tiffany attempted to cheer her up.

“Maybe for New Years I’ll be able to fly over. If things aren’t too crazy.”

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better,” Taeyeon muttered.

“Well, yeah, obviously,” Tiffany teased, her voice soft. “Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?”

The rest of the call continued on a lighter note, the two women exchanging recent stories and laughing over memories from Christmas past. When it was time for Taeyeon to go to bed she did so reluctantly, with dreams of Santa bringing her the one person she wanted for Christmas…

It was well into the night when Tiffany turned the lock on Taeyeon's door. Quietly she peered in, hoping her girlfriend's dogs wouldn't give her away. It hadn't been easy pretending like she was in Los Angeles when really she was in Seoul during the facetime but as far as she knew, her deception had gone off without a hitch.

It seemed not a creature was stirring as she entered the home. Tiffany quietly placed down her bag and tiptoed through the halls towards the bedroom she was all too familiar with. Getting there in nothing more than a trench coat and red lingerie had been a freezing experience that she wasn't keen on repeating but it was worth it for this moment alone.

She peered into the bedroom, spotting a sleeping Taeyeon in the moonlight. Briefly taking a moment to appreciate the sight of her sleeping beauty before stripping down and making her way into the bed.

"Sleeping topless?" she muttered, her cold hands moving to Taeyeon's petite breast beneath the sheets. "Just what were you hoping Santa would do?"

Taeyeon shivered, her nipples turning hard, but didn't stir from her slumber, her body instinctively snuggling closer to Tiffany's. A slight smirk crossed her lover's expression as she began to fondle her breast more freely.

"Was this what you were hoping to get for Christmas?" she whispered in her ear.

Her girlfriend might not be the most well-endowed member of their group but that didn't mean Tiffany wouldn't take the opportunity to warm up when handed it. She massaged the other woman's breast, sucking on her neck as she did so. Slowly her fingers made their way down over her bare abdomen and past her navel. Her hands had warmed up fondling her breasts causing Taeyeon's body to relax and subconsciously arch into them with need.

"So wet for me already," Tiffany teased, her fingers dancing past her lover's sleep shorts and to her slick folds. "Just what are you dreaming about, huh?"

Her fingers dipped deeper into her sex and Taeyeon's thighs instinctively clutched around them. Still, she pushed deeper. One knuckle, then another. It was like clockwork that she could expect the singer's tightness to be waiting for her whenever she came home. Because that's what Taeyeon was to her. More than any one city or country she was home.

Taeyeon's thighs began to part, inviting a second digit to her sex. Quiet moans had started mixing in with her erratic breath as Tiffany began to properly pump her fingers in and out of her. She was keen to use her long fingers to pay attention to her most sensitive parts as well; teasing her clit along the way. What surprised her most was how Taeyeon remained asleep through it all. What Tiffany wouldn't have given to know what she was dreaming about in that moment.

She remained asleep up until her body shuttered and clenched around her lover's fingers; a silent orgasm washing over her. Unable to resist the temptation, she raised her slick fingers to her lips, licking them clean.

"Nngh...Fany?"

Taeyeon had finally begun to stir, looking at Tiffany with a drowsy but aroused look. "You know I was having the strangest dream."

"Oh yeah? What's that?" Tiffany laughed softly, stroking her hair.

"Remember that old toy you lost during our vacation ?"

"I wonder why that came to mind..." Tiffany said coyly. Though the look from Taeyeon told her the gig was up. Cupping her cheek she leaned down to press a kiss to her lips, "Merry Christmas, baby."

[kpopidolsfashion]

[syoung-gifs]

Make Me Love You

The strobe lights and people passing by me are making me dizzy.

I knew it was such a bad idea that I drank 3 shot of vodka before coming into this place. But without any alcohol on my system, I won't be able to do the things I on my lists.

I look at dance floor. Most of them are still in their 20's dancing like there's no tomorrow. I envy them. When I was at their age, I was stuck at home doing nothing. And now that I turned 34, I realize I'm missing a lot of things. That's why I am here. I want to get wasted and lose my virginity.

I slowly made my way through the mass of people. I notice some guys are eyeing me. I smirk to myself. I knew I picked the right dress for this. It fits me perfectly, hugging my curves. This the result when you're a homebody and got nothing to do to kill time but exercise.

I close my eyes and starts to slowly move my body to the rhythm of the music. Running my hands through my long hair and then the sides of my breasts, my waist and my hips. It feels good to let myself out like this and not feel embarrassed. All thanks to alcohol. The music reverberates throughout my body as I dance. I am so lost in the moment when I feel a hand slowly slipping on my waist. I open my eyes and look over my shoulder. It's a guy, and he's taller than me. I glance up to see his face but I am so drunk he looks blurry to me.

He pulls me closer to him and starts dancing with me. He is so close I can feel his body heat radiating from him. I lean back against him. A gasp escapes my lips as he starts leaving butterfly kisses from shoulder, to my neck until he reaches my earlobe and softly bit on it. My breath hitch.

He buried his face on my neck, slowly nuzzling my skin. I can feel his hot breath and it's sending shivers all over my body. Something sparks in me, causing a wildfire across my body. Making me want more. My hand makes its way over to his head, grabbing his long hair and pull him closer until his lips touch my skin again. He growls and gently suck on it, making me moan.

"Come with me." the guys whispers on my ears, taking me by the hand. 

I want to complain why he suddenly stop. But I'm so drunk I can't even make words or stop him from dragging me. I don't know where he's taking me. I don't even know where we are. All I know is these movements are making me feel nauseous and only goes away whenever he stops to kiss me.

He stops walking, it made me stop too. My head is spinning. And then he starts kissing me again, this time aggressively. His tongue graze over my lips, teasing me to open them, so I did. His breath smells like mix of alcohol and cigarette and watermelon. 

I bit his tongue because I never like guys who smokes. He groan and stops kissing me. I purse my lips and look at him, at his face but I can't really see it. It's too blurry. His hand slowly glided along my dress, down the side of my hips to my thigh and carry me without a warning. So fucking hot. 

I cup his face and starts kissing him hungrily. His hands squeeze my butt. He manage to sat on the bed without breaking our kiss. And then his lips starts to move down on my jaw onto my neck and suck hard on it. He's breathing heavily and then I feel it. Something hard is poking between my legs.

I push him down the bed. It caugh him off guard. I began pulling down the strips of my dress, slowly revealing my body. His eyes are on me, intently watching me.

"Fuck." he said breathlessly, looking at my naked breast. His hand reach for it, giving it a squeeze. His thumb slowly grazing over nipple, doing it in circle. I arch my back as I moan at the new sensation I'm feeling.

I want more. I need more.

I stop his hands and put it up above his head. And then I position myself on top of him and starts straddling him. Pressing and rubbing, up and down on his hard and still fully cloth shaft. He closes his eyes, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. His hands cup my butt and guides me to move faster.

"Ahhh." I moan loudly. This m is so intoxicating, electrifying every part of me. It's too much but "Ahhh!"It's feels fucking good. My body starts to tensed up, a pressure building up on my lower belly. So I move even more faster and didn't stop until I reached my climax.

We are both catching our breath after. I feel tired, so I lay my head on his chest.

[ayayiiie]

Skxkkzw omg I’m so excited for my Taeyeon’s series ! Here’s a peak of Heeseung’s one shot kandks

« I don’t really like brats but with you I think I can make some efforts, he shrugged and came even more close, I don’t want to be harsh with you baby it would break my heart, » he whispered his hand coming up to brush against your chin.

Lee Heeseung will be the death of me 💀💀

[smutoperator]

When a porn company asks a girl group idol member to film porn, which member would be appropriate in the following situation?

Idol who quit being an idol and turned to porn because she liked it after shooting porn:

Idol who hates filming porn but only does it once because of the huge amount of money the porn company will pay:

3: Idol who films it once out of interest, regardless of the money:

4: Idol who requests the opposite partner they want or the scenario they want:

5: Idol who requests lesbian sex:

6: Idol who wants an orgy:

7: Idol who wants a creampie:

8: Idol who films porn and then recommends another member:

9: Idol who finds and watches her own porn:

1: Idol who quit being an idol and turned to porn because she liked it after shooting porn: this one could literally be any Momoland member but I'm gonna pick JooE

2: Idol who hates filming porn but only does it once because of the huge amount of money the porn company will pay: I think this fits Rosé the most, she only films scenes if there a good paying offer

3: Idol who films it once out of interest, regardless of the money: gotta be the idol I picked for a fic with this theme: Yuna.

4: Idol who requests the opposite partner they want or the scenario they want: Krystal pretty much. Very picky with her choices. Also requires her male partners to always wear condoms.

5: Idol who requests lesbian sex: Karina. She's a bit cautious and would do G/G porn first to warm up before jumping to B/G scenes.

6: Idol who wants an orgy: I gotta agree with @rvp32 on this one. If there is an idol that has the stamina to endure a day long orgy taking countless cocks pounding her nonstop without breaking a sweat it has to be Momo. She surely would be a up for a 24 hours of sex challenge.

7: Idol who wants a creampie: there is a clear pattern of pornstars that take more creampies than others: short girls with big tits. Eunbi feels like one who would run up the score performing countless MILF creampie scenes.

8: Idol who films porn and then recommends another member: Sana. She's close to basically everyone around her and shoots a lot of scenes. And because she's one of the best to ever do it, they always listen to her.

9: Idol who finds and watches her own porn: Taeyeon is far ahead of everyone else. She actually has her full 17-year catalogue of scenes completely organized into multiple categories and always selects some to watch.

[alcoholfreenayeon]

Closer pt.1

CW: Gn!Reader x Taeyeon/Jessica, Fluff, part 1

Word count: 2022

Synopsis: Y/N was close friends with SNSD, particularly with Jessica and Taeyeon. It was rather an open secret in the group that Jessica liked Y/N due to a misunderstanding where Jessica overheard Y/N talking, she got the impression that you weren’t interested in her. Worse still, the incident happened and you ended up losing touch with Jessica soon after. However, in that period you grew closer, much closer with Taeyeon, even moving in together last year. Fate though seems to have a different plan or perhaps it just decides to open up closed roads for you….

And as you walk around with Taeyeon, someone on the bench catches your eye, for some reason you feel drawn towards her, you stagger and take a moment to focus on the mystery person.

“Y/n? You okay what are you….”, Taeyeon falters in her question as her eyes land on same person as you. “Oh.”, her voice sounding slightly colder as she instantly recognizes her.

You make your way towards the woman, hesitantly tapping her on the shoulder, “Excuse me”….

She turns around and you get a good look at her and you are almost positive that this is indeed her, a friend you hadn’t seen in almost 5 years. But she just looks at you blankly, confused, “yes…?”

“Sorry, I just thought you were….”, Now you feel a bit stupid, was this not her, you could have sworn that….then you notice her smiling and you feel your eyes roll, a mixture of emotions flooding through.

“You fell for it Y/N”, Jessica teased gleefully. “Did you really think I wouldn’t recognize you?”, she asked as she suddenly pulled you into for a hug.

You sigh and hug her back, unable to stop smiling as well. It felt good, it had been so long since you met her but it still felt like not a minute had passed since the two of you were sneaking about in the SM building. She pulls back from the hug slightly to look at you and for some reason that makes you a bit tense, you feel your heart beat faster.

“Ahem”, Taeyeon interrupts, her arms folded and she’s tapping her feet impatiently.

Jessica tightens her hold on you for a second before she reluctantly lets go of you. “Taeyeon.”, she notes, the friendly and happy voice she used to greet you is gone.

“Jessica….”, Taeyeon replies.

The two women glared at each other for a few moments before forcing themselves to hug each other briefly. The tension between them is rapidly growing to the point you could almost physically feel it.

“What brings you here Sica”, you ask, using her nickname hoping things will calm down a bit, you had no idea why it was tense between them so much.

“Oh…I’m just here for work you know…like yeah…you know how it is right….”, she says distractedly, “but maybe I now have more reasons”, she smiles warmly at you.

You wonder what that could mean. “Right”, you smile back. “Well, if you aren’t busy you should come back with me to my-”

“You mean to OUR place”, Taeyeon interrupts and adds very clearly. “Yes sure why not. What could be the issue with that.”

The three of you are sitting at the dining table, you are at the head seat while Sica and Taeyeon are sitting facing each other.

“Nice place you have here Y/N”, Sica says smiling.

“It’s mine too. We live together, have been for a while now.”, Taeyeon interjects somewhat smugly.

“I didn’t ask.”, Sica replies with a forced smile but the sting in her voice makes it clear that Taeyeon is winning this round.

You try to change the topic sensing the hostility and it works…for a while atleast. A couple hours pass by, topics of the old days, catching up to the current times all happen and then Taeyeon looks to the clock. “Well, WE don’t want to hold you up any longer than you want to be, don’t worry if you need to leave, it’s not a big deal. I’m sure your manager will want you back at the hotel.”

“Actually….”, Jessica begins awkwardly, “I don’t have a manager anymore….I just came on my own to do some work, maybe explore a bit but the usual place I stay at is fully booked right now. Even though they can make exceptions for me, this time it’s a bit too late for that”.

Taeyeon’s alarm bells begin to ring as she sense which direction this conversation is headed and she kicks your leg under the table, warning you not to do it. However, you instead take that as a cue to do the opposite.

“I’m sorry to hear that Sica”, you begin sympathetically as Taeyeon nods trying not to smile. “But if you’d like, you can stay here for a few days”, you offer and Taeyeon immediately stops nodding, staring dagger at you trying to send the message but you didn’t notice.

“Oh really? You don’t mind?”, Sica turns to ask Taeyeon with a triumphant smile.

“Well, actually”, Taeyeon racks her brains trying to think of an excuse, “there’s only one bed at the moment because the other room is being painted. So I guess….”.

“Someone can sleep on the couch maybe?”, you suggest.

“Well, in that case, Jessica you can just sleep on the couch”, Taeyeon says dismissively.

“Where is Y/N sleeping then? Didn’t you say they slept here”, Jessica asks quickly.

“Well…since there’s no other way, they can sleep with me-I mean, on my bed this one time I guess”, Taeyeon answers like she doesn’t want this but has no other option.

“No.”, Jessica replied in a cold tone all of a sudden.

“Excuse me?”, Taeyeon wasn’t sure she heard Jessica right, no way Jessica could show that attitude and tone to her right?

“You heard me”, Jessica said just as coldly.

Both women staring at each other in a hostile manner.

“Why not.”, Taeyeon questions, slightly annoyed now.

“Well, the two of us have shared beds before, we can do that again. Y/N can take the couch.”, Jessica replies but sounds unconvincing.

“Huh but this is my-”, you start but Taeyeon shuts you up.

“Fine….I guess that works.”, Taeyeon reluctantly accepts Jessica’s suggestion.

Later that night you were twisting and turning on the couch, missing your bed. You sigh and take a deep breath. You were staring at the ceiling slowly falling asleep when you feel a hand on your shoulder.

“Y/N? You awake?”, Jessica quietly whispers.

“Hmm?” You sleepily reply. “Jes…Sica? You aren’t sleeping?”

“I did for a bit….but now I can’t…” she says quietly.

You sit up and yawn, making space for her and she sits next to you, getting into the blanket, leaning in close to you. It feels a bit weird. Like you were back in the past. You recall the movie nights and marathons you both did together. The two of you sit in silence, quietly enjoying the warmth and presence of the other.

“….you wanna watch a movie like old times?”, you ask breaking the silence.

Jessica smiles brightly, leaning into you a bit, fidgeting with her necklace,“I was hoping you would ask that.”

You smile back and soon enough you both had put on something. About an hour later, you both were just giggling and teasing each other, paying almost no attention to the movie. You try to playfully shove her to the side but Sica holds on to you and you end up falling on top of her. You both just stare at each other for a second before breaking into giggles again.

“Ahnnn…you are so mean”, Jessica pouts playfully, fidgeting with the necklace again.

You smirk and roll your eyes. “Wait….that necklace….is that…”, you observe in disbelief.

Jessica becomes quiet all of a sudden, you can just about notice her cheeks flush in the dim light and she smiles shyly, “Yeah, it is.”

You have a flashback from when you gave it to her 6 years ago on her birthday. It was a last minute gift that you got for her. It wasn’t anything fancy or anything. You didn’t even think she’d ever wear it to be honest.

“Uhm…Y/N?”, Jessica brings you back to reality and you realize you leaned in close to her. You cough and awkwardly pull away, feeling your cheeks redden.

She gets up and lays on one end of the couch while you are still on the ground, mentally punching yourself for making things awkward.

“Hey, sorry about that I didn’t realize I was….”, you stop as you realize Jessica has already fallen asleep.

You sigh and put the blanket on her carefully and go to the bedroom, finding Taeyeon sleeping.

“She looks so cute when she sleeps”, you think as you lay next to her and lose yourself to random thoughts before drifting off to sleep too.

You wince as sunlight hits your eyes, blinking unhappily before trying to turn away only to realize that you can’t turn…..because Taeyeon had her arm wrapped around you and buried her head in your back, sleeping peacefully while holding on to you. You take a deep breath and think what you can do to get up without waking her up. You think for a couple moments and try to shift a bit but she immediately stirs so you stop. You sigh and stay still. Minutes pass by and you decide you will try to get up anyway but at the last second you stop as you didn’t wanna wake her up at all. Somehow you manage to turn over, facing her. She was breathing quietly, you could feel her breath on your neck. Suddenly you had a very strong urge to kiss her forehead. It wasn’t your fault. Mostly. Taeyeon just looked really precious right now. As you deliberated with yourself, you make your choice and decide to go ahead with it. You gently kiss her forehead……then Taeyeon snuggles closer.

“Mmmm….you are so warm”, she said in her sleep.

You now feel your heart racing. Was this right, should you do this? You want to but….

The door suddenly flung open. “Y/N where did you go I had fallen asleep after we……what are you both doing?????”

Taeyeon kissed her teeth, “Jessica let me sleep…it’s too early right now….”

“Like hell I will. What are you both doing.”, Jessica demanded once again.

Taeyeon finally wakes up and looks to the door, “what do you mean, I’m….wait if you are there then….”, she turns to look at you and a look of surprise flashes through her face and it begins to redden. She pushes you away, “Y/N??? What are you doing!”

“That’s what I’ve been asking!”, Jessica agrees with her for once.

“No, girls, listen, it’s just a misunderstanding.”, you begin sheepishly.

“Explain yourself. NOW.” They said at the same time.

“Well, after we watched the movie and…ahem, you ended up falling asleep on the couch, I just-”, you began but were interrupted almost immediately.

“Wait wait wait. What do you mean watched the movie. With who…”, Taeyeons eyes drift to Jessica a flash of jealousy appears.

“ANYway”, you continue, hoping to calm things now, “Sica fell asleep on the couch so I just came to sleep here.”

Taeyeon blinks and then blushes hard, “wait does that mean that the person….”, she put her hand up to her temple, the spot you impulsively kissed.

You feel your face redden and you look away, avoiding eye contact. There’s silence now and you can feel Jessica glaring at you.

Breakfast was awkward and silent. Coincidentally all three of you finished at the same time. You were hoping that things will resolve by themselves but apparently that was too much to hope for.

“Y/N do you wanna help me paint the other room”, Taeyeon suddenly asked

“Y/N do you want to help me with some shopping”, Jessica asked at the same time.

Both girls began to stare daggers at each other but then also at you. You could feel the tension build up and you were feeling pressured now. What on earth is happening in this household.

[authorhjk1]

Take what you can (Female idols X Male reader)

After you bought another company in South Korea, you decided to settle down there. You never thought you would become one of the richest men in the country, or the most lucky when it comes to girls. Especially one kind of girls: kpop idols.

This book is my second one after the other book I wrote got deleted, this time I will save the whole story somewhere else, in case this happens again. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you will still enjoy this one.

Feel free to request idols and scenarios.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

I don't own any of the pictures and everything, and everyone in this story is fictional. Similarities to real people and companies are just a coincidence.

Tags:

Requests: R

Chapters:

Model

(Momoland's Ahin X Malre Reader)

D

(Aespa's Karina X Male Reader)

(R)

A night in Chengdu

(Kep1er's Xiaoting X Male Reader)

(R)

London

((G)-idle's Miyeon and Soyeon X Male Reader)

A tie, handcuffs, and another hotel

(Le sserafim's Chaewon X Red Velvet's Joy X Male Reader)

Morning Workout

(Alice's Sohee X Male Reader)

(R)

Entertainment

(Itzy's Ryujin and Yuna X Male Reader)

(R)

Date

(Momoland's Ahin X Dj Soda X Male Reader)

Duck Season

((G)-idle's Yuqi X Choi Yena X Male Reader)

Princess and Mochi

(Ive's Wonyoung and Rei X Male Reader)

Stairway to heaven

(Itzy's Yuna X Male Reader)

(R)

Water gymnastics

(Blackpink's Lisa X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Lonely

(IU X (G)-idle's Miyeon X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: My crazy ex

(Dreamcatcher's Gahyeon X Male Reader)

Doctor's Orders

(Dreamcatcher's Yoohyeon and SuA X Male Reader)

(decided after a poll)

Interlude: Doctor appointment turns into bunny breeding session

(Dreamcatcher's Jiu X Male Reader)

Halloween Interlude: The archer and the heiress

(Girls' Generations' Tiffany and Taeyeon X Male Reader)

Pool Party

(Momoland's Ahin and Nancy X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Above the sky

(IU X Twice's Sana X Male Reader)

Interlude: Ms. Satan

(Dreamcatcher's SuA X Male Reader)

Taming her (Part 1)

(Red Velvet's Joy and Yeri X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Venice

(IU X Male Reader)

(R)

Interlude: Training

(Karina X Ahin X Male Reader)

(R)

28 Sins (coming soon)

(R)

A group projekt (coming soon)

(R)

A trip to Canada (coming soon)

(R)

Empty dorm (coming soon)

(R)

Taming her (Part 2) (coming soon)

(R)

Fearless Kkura [Special episode] (coming soon)

(R)

Contract extension (coming soon)

(R)

Your own movie (coming soon)

(R)

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member being babysat by Girls Generation (SNSD)

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend AlexHarris661 who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I really love your book. I want to request can you do where y/n is still a minor (like 14) and the members have a schedule until late night and they left y/n with girls generation and they all love her and she took a liking at Tiffany who thought y/n is adorable hugging a stuff dinosaur. They play games and feed y/n and at night Tiffany cuddle y/n to sleep and y/n want to visit them again because she had a lot of fun with them.

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The city of Seoul sparkled under the night sky as TWICE hurriedly made their way to their packed schedule. It was a typical day in the life of K-pop idols, and as always, their tightly packed itinerary left them with little time for anything else. However, today was different because they were faced with an unexpected situation... Y/N, their youngest member, who was only fourteen years old, had a school event that required her attendance.

As they gathered in their dressing room, concern etched on their faces, Nayeon, aka mom number 2, addressed the issue. 

Nayeon - I know we're all swamped with our schedule today, but our kid has a school event that she can't miss. We can't leave her alone at the dorm, so I was thinking... What if we ask Girls' Generation if they could look after her for the day?

The members nodded in agreement, relieved that there was a solution to their predicament. They knew that Girls' Generation were not only their seniors but also friendly and caring idols who had a deep bond with TWICE. It was a fortunate coincidence that they had a day off.

Jihyo, TWICE's reliable leader and Y/N's omma, took out her phone and quickly dialled a number. 

Jihyo - I'll call Taeyeon unnie. She's usually the one we talk to.

Within moments, Taeyeon answered the call. After a brief conversation, they arranged for TWICE's sunshine to spend the day with Girls' Generation. Despite the hectic schedule ahead, the TWICE members felt a weight lifted off their shoulders, knowing that Y/N would be in good hands.

As Y/N arrived at Girls' Generation's spacious apartment, she was met with warm smiles and welcoming hugs from the legendary K-pop group. The members of Girls' Generation had always been like big sisters to her, and she felt at ease in their presence.

Taeyeon, the group's leader, ruffled Y/N's hair affectionately. 

Taeyeon - We're so glad you're here, baby. It's going to be a fun day with us.

Y/N beamed up at Taeyeon.

Y/N - I'm excited, unnie!

The other members gathered around, introducing themselves to TWICE's angel and making her feel right at home. Sunny, Sooyoung, Yuri, Seohyun, and Hyoyeon all had a unique warmth about them, and it didn't take long for Y/N to feel like she was part of their family.

But it was Tiffany, with her bright smile and warm eyes, who captured Y/N's heart from the moment they met. Tiffany knelt down to the younger girl's eye level and extended her hand. 

Tiffany - Hi, sweetie. I'm Tiffany. I've heard so much about you.

Y/N shook Tiffany's hand shyly, feeling a flush of excitement. 

Tiffany - I know who you are! You're my favourite member!

Tiffany's eyes twinkled with delight (her moon eyes when she smiles are so cute). 

Tiffany - Really? That's so sweet of you to say!

The youngest's face lit up as she reached into her bag and pulled out a stuffed dinosaur. It was her favourite plush toy, and she held it out to Tiffany. 

Y/N - This is Dino, my best friend!

Tiffany took the stuffed dinosaur, hugging it close to her heart. 

Tiffany - Wow, Dino is so cool! You have excellent taste, babygirl.

The bond between Y/N and Tiffany grew stronger as they spent the day together. Tiffany showed the girl around the apartment, letting her explore the world of Girls' Generation. They played games, sang together, and even danced to some of TWICE and Girls' Generation's hit songs. Tiffany was impressed by Y/N's talent and enthusiasm.

As the day progressed, the members of Girls' Generation took turns preparing meals for Y/N. They made her favourite dishes and made sure she had a variety of delicious food to choose from. TWICE's lovebug was amazed by their culinary skills and felt incredibly spoiled by the attentive care they showed her.

By the time evening rolled around, Y/N was starting to feel a little tired. Tiffany noticed her yawning and gave a suggestion.

Tiffany - How about we get you ready for bed, sweetie?

Y/N nodded, suddenly feeling a bit shy. 

Y/N - Okay, unnie...

Tiffany helped her dongsang change into her pyjamas and tucked her into a cosy bed. As Y/N snuggled under the blankets, Tiffany leaned down and kissed her forehead. 

Tiffany - Goodnight, pet. Sweet dreams.

Y/N - Goodnight, unnie. *whispering with her eyes drooping with exhaustion*

Tiffany lingered by Y/N's bedside for a moment, watching the young girl drift off to sleep. She couldn't help but smile at how adorable and precious Y/N looked, clutching her stuffed dinosaur tightly. Tiffany had always loved children, and this kid had a special place in her heart.

Once Y/N was sound asleep, Tiffany quietly left the room and joined the other Girls' Generation members in the living room. They sat together, reminiscing about the fun day they had with Y/N.

Yuri spoke up, her voice filled with warmth. 

Yuri - She's such a sweet and well-behaved young girl. I can see why TWICE adores her so much.

Sunny nodded in agreement. 

Sunny - It's been a while since we had a little one around. She reminds me of when we were rookies.

Tiffany couldn't help but gush about Y/N like a proud mom. 

Tiffany - She's just so adorable, especially with her stuffed dinosaur. I could cuddle with her all day.

The other members laughed at Tiffany's confession, knowing how much she adored TWICE's cutie pie. It was heartwarming to see the usually glamorous and charismatic idol turn into a soft-hearted and affectionate caretaker.

As the night wore on, Tiffany decided to spend some more time with Y/N. She quietly entered the room and saw the young girl sleeping peacefully. Tiffany carefully climbed into the bed, making sure not to disturb the young girl. She wrapped her arms around Y/N and held her close, feeling the warmth of their shared embrace.

In her sleep, Y/N instinctively snuggled closer to Tiffany, burying her face in the older idol's chest. Tiffany smiled, her heart filled with love and contentment. She couldn't imagine a more precious moment than this.

The next morning, Y/N woke up to find herself still wrapped in Tiffany's comforting embrace. She blinked up at Tiffany, her eyes wide with surprise. 

Y/N - Unnie, did you sleep here all night?

Tiffany nodded with a tender smile.

Tiffany - I wanted to make sure you were safe and sound, sweetheart.

Y/N's heart swelled with affection for her new older sister or mom (lol). 

Tiffany - Thank you, unnie. You're the best!

After a hearty breakfast prepared by the Girls' Generation members, it was time for Y/N to return home. She gave each member a tight hug and thanked them for the wonderful day and night she had spent with them.

Tiffany knelt down to Y/N's eye level and whispered.

Tiffany - You're welcome to visit us anytime, boo. We had so much fun with you, and we'd love to have you back.

Y/N's eyes lit up with excitement. 

Y/N - I'll definitely come back, unnie. I had the best time ever!

Y/N had spent an unforgettable day and night with Girls' Generation, and as she returned home, she couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and contentment. The memories of their time together filled her heart with joy.

As she stepped into the TWICE dorm, her fellow members greeted her with hugs and smiles. They could see the happiness radiating from her, and they were eager to hear about her day with Girls' Generation.

Jihyo - Dinner is ready, baby! Come join us at the table.

Y/N eagerly joined her unnies for dinner, amusing them with stories of her adventures with Girls' Generation. She recounted how kind and caring they had been, and how much fun they had together. The members of TWICE listened with interest, their smiles growing wider with each passing story.

Nayeon - It sounds like you had an amazing time, kid.

Jeongyeon - We're so glad you got to spend time with Girls' Generation. They're like family to us.

As the evening wore on, Y/N's thoughts kept drifting back to her day with Girls' Generation. She had felt so loved and cherished by both her TWICE sisters and her new friends. It was an experience she wouldn't soon forget.

After dinner, as TWICE's honey was getting ready for bed, she couldn't shake the feeling of longing to see Girls' Generation again. She knew that it might be some time before their schedules aligned for another visit, but she couldn't help but express her desire.

As she entered the living room, where some of the members were gathered, she took a deep breath and spoke from her heart. 

Y/N - Unnies, I had the best time with Girls' Generation, and I really miss them already. Do you think we could visit them again sometime?

Momo, Sana, and Mina, the J-line, exchanged knowing glances. They could see the genuine happiness and connection Y/N had formed with Girls' Generation, and they couldn't deny her request.

Momo spoke up as her eyes filled with understanding. 

Momo - Of course, darling. We'll do our best to arrange another visit soon. You've found a special bond with them, and we want you to be happy.

Sana and Mina nodded in agreement. 

Mina - We'll make it happen, lovely girl.

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude for her caring and supportive unnies. She knew that she was fortunate to have not one, but two incredible groups of idols who loved and cared for her like family.

As she settled into bed that night, she couldn't help but smile. She had found a place in both TWICE and Girls' Generation, surrounded by people who cherished and adored her. She knew that the future held more wonderful moments and memories with her two idol families, and she couldn't wait for the next time she would get to see Girls' Generation and bask in their love once again. And as she fell asleep, she could only have one thought:

I love my dear chosen family.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[kesujo]

Secrets

I'm gonna be sorta blasting through these earlier ones that I've written, so I hope you don't mind the swift cadence of updates for the next week or so ^_^" [also, this is the last time I'm gonna bore you with this forewarning, but this was written really early in my writing career ... :D]

The door of the homey apartment room squeaked open, reveling a flustered, brown-haired girl, face red from the coldness of the winter afternoon. On her back was a backpack much to big for her frame, but somehow, she managed to support the immense weight.

"Tiff! Taengoo! I'm home!" the girl yelled into the seemingly empty house, taking off her boots and her thick, black winter coat, "Jessica" on the back, written in a light blue cursive font.

She hung her coat on the rack next to the door and slipped on a pair of light blue slippers decorated with small rabbits at the toes

"Aish, why is it so hot in here?" she murmured, dropping off her backpack near a white table with a pattern of a chibi form of three girls standing next to each other, smiling. A caption beneath the pattern said "TaeNySic".

She took off her dark blue sweater, insides lined with fur, revealing a black T-Shirt, dotted with neat, staggered rows of silver that reflected light and produced a weak sparkle.

She pulled a chair back and sat at the table, unzipping her backpack and taking out a Macbook laptop. As she opened the lid and powered the Macbook on, the screen lighting up as the laptop hummed with life, she suddenly lifted her head past her laptop, realizing that no one responded to her.

"Tiff? Tae?"

A distinct moan was heard.

She instantly became alert. What was wrong? Were they in pain? Did a burglar break in and hurt them?

Her head ringed with every possible scenario. Another moan, a little louder, brushed past her ears.

Well at least I took taekwondo classes she thought to herself, heading towards the source of the noise, stopping at the kitchen to grab a rolling pin just in case.

She cautiously moved towards the first bedroom, a piece of paper saying "Taeyeon" on it hanging above it. Another moan.

Hang in there guys. I'm coming she thought, heart pounding, adrenaline doing laps inside her body.

She hovered her hand above the door, right hand tightly clenching the rolling pin. She took a few deep breaths, mentally preparing herself for combat.

Right as she was about to swing the door open, the door creaked open by itself.

Startled, she jumped back, rolling pin poised in front of her. "D-Don't move! I--"

"Sica?" another shorter girl with wavy, light brown hair said, head peeking out of the doorway.

She let out a sigh of relief. "What's the matter, Sica?"

"You scared me, Taengoo. I thought you guys were hurt,"

"Why would you think that?" the girl asked, eyes lighting up as if preparing for laughter.

"Well, you guys were making some kind of noise," she quickly explained, words pouring out her mouth, "so I wasn't sure what to make of it. And when you guys didn't respond to--"

"Whoa, slow down Sica. Fany and I were practicing something in here, so we didn't hear you."

Curious as to what kind of activity would induce a moan, she asked, "like…?"

"Oh, it's a surprise," the girl replied, smiling brightly at her.

Jessica frowned. She didn't like secrets, especially when they were being kept from her.

"Aww, don't worry. We'll let you in tonight," she said, winking.

Jessica felt her cheeks turn a little warm. What was this feeling?

The door swung open, revealing another girl about Jessica's height, straight light-brown hair hugging her face, eyebrows glistening from … sweat? "Jessi!" the other girl greeted her, hugging her friend.

"Tiff, are you sweating?"

"Hm?" she pulled away from the hug, wiping her brows. "Oh, I guess I am,"

"Why?"

"You'll find out soon enough," she replied, giving a big smile, eyes disappearing into thick-black, sideways crescents. She proceeded to walk past her, her sweater tickling her stomach.

She sighed. Oh well; she could wait six to seven hours, right?

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Jessica closed her laptop, rubbing her eyes from exhaustion. She looked at the clock: 11:14. "I'm going to shower, guys," she told the other two girls who were smiling at their screens. "Hey, what are you two smiling about?"

They simultaneously closed their laptops, looking up at her. "Nothing," they chorused, smiling at her. Raising an eye, she turned towards the bathroom. Oh yeah, I get to find out what the 'secret' is tonight she reminded herself.

She pondered the topic as she gathered her pajamas and her towel. Why was Fany sweating? Were they exercising?

She shook her head. Not likely: why would they keep that info away from her? It's not a big deal to be exercising. Plus, Jessica definitely knew she wouldn't join them if that happened to be the case: she definitely was fit enough.

Or maybe they were teaching themselves dancing? And the sound was from frustration?

Jessica frowned as she closed the bathroom door. Keeping her out of that wasn't nice. They knew she loved dancing, as well as singing.

As she stepped out of her clothes, she started singing "Gee", her favorite Girls' Generation song.

She absolutely loved SNSD especially since there was someone in that group that looked like Tiffany. They even shared a similar smile, which, in Jessica's opinion, was the most attractive feature of her best friend.

Not that Jessica was actually attracted to her. It was just a fact; everyone loved her smile.

The simple thought of her smile caused Jessi to smile. She was so deep into her thoughts that she almost didn't notice the door open, a silhouette sneaking in. As the person exited, Jessi noticed it. "Hey! What--"

"I just forgot to get something I left in here!" she heard Tiff reply.

"Oh," she shouted back, nodding in understanding. She didn't even notice the absence of silhouette of her clothes in the place she left them, on the sink counter.

Instead, she started to think what Tiffany and Taeyeon dancing would like. Her mind quickly drifted to when TaeNy had entered a dancing contest together, dancing "U-Go-Girl". And then … her face quickly turned red images of them dancing with her filled her head.

After a while, she finally realized what she was doing and quickly stopped, realizing she was sweating, despite the fact that she was in a shower.

Wait. She was sweating. They couldn't, maybe, be --? No, probably not. It was probably only her that was a little gay.

She then caught herself as she exited the shower, turning the handle to the "off" position. Wait. Since when was she a little gay? She loved her best friends, but …

She blanked out as she reached for her clothes. Instead, her hand met the cold counter marble.

Wait, she thought to herself for the second time that day. Where were her clothes? she thought to herself, sweeping the room with her eyes.

Then, she remembered; Tiffany came in. "Tiffany!" she shouted, immediately suspecting her. This wasn't the first time they did this, either. She couldn't believe she trusted her with her clothes while she was in the shower again.

"Yeah?" she heard a small voice reply.

"Give me my clothes back!" Jessica yelled, looking for a towel. But that was also missing. She heard light footsteps gradually getting louder. Jessica flushed at the thought of her seeing her naked.

"W-Wait!" she frantically stepped back into the shower. Just as she closed the sliding door, she heard the door open. "I-I don't have any c-clothes on!"

She heard Tiffany's musical laugh. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before, Jessi,"

"B-But that was in fifth grade!"

"And now you're more beautiful. So there's nothing to be afraid of," Tiffany replied, reaching for the handle of the sliding door

Jessi quickly held the door in place. "Don't!" she whined, unwilling to let her brain make any decisions she would regret.

She stopped. "Fine. I'll open the door a little, and then hand you a towel, ok?"

"Get out of the room first. You can hand it to me from out there," Jessica said, not liking being confined to such a small space. Plus, the shower could be an additional hiding space in case she tried anything funny. Like take a picture, again (luckily, she managed to find the picture on Tiffany's phone and delete it).

"Wow. Getting dominant here, huh?" she said in her husky voice. She often used this to tease Jessi. In this case, it made her more red. "I like it," she said in a softer voice, still keeping the deeper effect.

"S-Stop it," she whined again. "I'm getting cold."

She laughed again. "Ok, I'm sorry," she said. Jessi watched her exit the room, trying not to pay attention to her long legs.

Once she heard the door click close, she waited a second, just to make sure, before stepping out.

Jessi jumped a little when she saw the door open, but then remembered Tiffany was going to hand her a towel. She verified this when she noticed the door only opened slightly, a milky-white hand clutching a body-sized pink towel appearing in the opening.

"Thanks," she murmured, taking the towel and wrapping it around herself.

"Yep!" Tiffany replied brightly before walking off.

As Jessica heard footsteps fade away, she stuck her head outside of the door, just to make sure. Tiffany was nowhere in sight.

She breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out.

What she didn't take into account, though, was that Tiffany might be on the other side of the door.

Before Jessica could take three steps, she felt a pair of soft, warm hands grab her shoulders firmly and push her against a wall.

Jessi closed her eyes and opened her mouth to scream, in an attempt to delay TaeNy's attack on her to get another picture of her in nothing but a towel, but was thwarted when she felt something warm come in contact with her mouth.

It was surprisingly relaxing. So much so, in fact, that Jessica instantly forgot all about the picture attack and relaxed all her tense muscles, her scream dying back in her throat.

"Mmh…" she heard a husky voice hum in pleasure, the warm thing on her mouth curving upwards slightly. Then, she realized something. Was she kissing Tiffany?

She opened her eyes and found herself staring straight into Tiffany's eyes, curving upwards from happiness.

"Mhm!" she let out a sound of surprise, trying to back away, forgetting completely, that she was just pushed into a wall. Actually, she was a bit thankful that she couldn't back away, because honestly, she was enjoying the kiss. Mostly because this kiss was much like ones she shared with guys; except for the fact that Tiffany's tasted like cherries.

It’s not like she hasn't kissed anyone before. Jessica had her fair share of boyfriends. She even, supposedly, accidentally kissed Taeyeon once, while Taeyeon was trying to wake her up; apparently, Jessica had just made a noise of defiance and pulled her straight down onto her body, her mouth just happening to find Jessica's.

Or so TaeNy told her. But what she did remember doing was waking up to the sight of Tae's wide-open eyes, filled with obvious signs of shock.

She had been dreaming about being at the bar with Taeyeon and Tiffany, for some strange reason. She also remembered that she started drinking her Coke, except it was warm and tasted extremely good. And yes, she ordered a Coke at a bar. She had low alcohol tolerance; plus, she was the designated driver. So it was always a fun thing to watch how TaeNy acted when drunk. It was actually pretty cute.

A pair of hands snaked their way under her towel. Before Jessica could react in time, Tiffany pulled away from the kiss and broke Jessica's hold on her towel, causing it fall to the floor.

Then, Tiffany stepped forward, occupying the space between Jessica's bare body and her clothed one.

An immense sensation of pleasure coursed through her body. Her eyes fluttered shut as she tried to take in the sudden increase in adrenaline and hormonal changes. In the end, the pleasure came out through her mouth, producing a drawn-out moan.

"I can see you're ready for this," she heard Tiffany say, voice hinting at laughter.

Jessi strained to create a reasonable reply. Tiffany latching her mouth onto her neck certainly did not help her predicament. "F-Fany-uhn!" she moaned as Tiffany nipped at a particularly sensitive spot under her jaw. Tiffany had discovered this a year ago, or so.

TaeNy loved teasing Jessica with physical contact, so she would know.

Without separating her mouth from Jessi's neck, Tiffany loosened the string on her sweatpants and slowly slid out of the restricting piece of fabric.

"Wh-What…" Jessi started, hearing the string loosening come down, as well as the distinctive sound of fabric sliding on skin. "T-Tiff-uhn!" She was cut off as Tiffany nipped at her jaw again.

"Sshh …" Tiffany hushed her. "We wouldn't want Tae to find out about this, would we?"

She felt her heart pick up its pace. Taeyeon.

However, instead of fearing a scenario where Tae sees them, Jessica started to imagine what it would be like if she joined. Her face reddened even more. No, I shouldn't be thinking of her like this. She's too innocent to-"Ng!" she moaned as her thoughts were interrupted, Tiffany's hand brushing her nipple.

Tiffany, noticing Jessi's gradually darkening face, smiled. She was always the most innocent one of the three, despite being having the most desirable body.

Tiffany stripped herself of her sweater, letting it fall to the floor before reaching back down, making sure to brush Jessi's nipple again (drawing another sexy moan), to grab the hem of her shirt.

She stepped away from Jessi for an instant to strip herself of her last piece of clothing.

Right as Tiffany stepped away, Jessi whined, already missing the feeling of Tiffany's body.

The empty feeling only lasted for an instant as Tiffany stepped back in, this time pressing her naked body onto Jessi's.

Jessi immediately felt a surge of pleasure as she felt Tiffany press her chest into hers. "Uh-" she began to moan, but was cut off as Tiffany placed her mouth back on Jessi's again.

Tiffany drew Jessica into a heated kiss, lips moving in synch with each other almost immediately.

Feeling more confident with herself now that Jessi responded to her kiss, as well as feeling aroused at the feeling of her best friend's body on hers, Tiffany placed her hands on the sides of Jessica's chest, slowly sliding them down her body, enjoying the feeling of Jessica's silky skin under her palms.

"Uhn…" Jessi gave out a muted moan in response to the increasingly pleasurable actions.

Just as Jessi felt the need for air, Tiffany pulled away, her hands tracing small circles on Jessi's upper thigh.

"T-Tiff–!" she drew a sharp breath as Tiffany daringly moved her hand a little farther up.

Tiffany smiled, pleased with Jessi's response. "Sshhh," she told her, pushing her against the wall, still tracing invisible circles inches away from Jessi's core.

Jessi's breath quickened, the feeling of Tiffany's finger rubbing such a sensitive spot becoming more and more pleasurable. But she started to feel something else: something she hasn't felt before: the feeling to grab Tiffany's fingers and drive them upwards.

She used what little resistance she had left, trusting Tiffany completely to continue do whatever she was doing.

Tiffany continued tracing circles, moving her hand up a little every five seconds or so. But to Jessi, those few seconds felt like an eternity: and with every inch forward, the feeling of pleasure increased. And with every movement up caused the unknown feeling to grow in strength.

Tiffany looked up to see Jessi's nose scrunched up, her eyes tightly shut, mouth slightly open, letting out quick and frequent breaths, eyebrows already shining with sweat. Feeling extremely aroused by this sight, she leaned in and once again, pressed her body onto Jessi's and captured her lips.

However, unknown to Tiffany, her leaning forward caused her hand to shoot up, causing it to end up a few inches short of Jessi's labia.

In a sudden uproar of the mysterious feeling, Jessica poured its strength into the kiss, bringing her hands up to grab Tiffany's head and hold it firmly, sharing a passion hidden from anyone she has ever kissed before.

Tiffany, turned on by this passion, let out a throaty moan, letting Jessi be dominant. Her initial plan didn't escape her mind though; as soon as Jessi grabbed her head, Tiffany hovered a finger over the labia, feeling an immense amount of heat escaping from it.

Then, without warning, she placed a single finger on it and slid it across the whole length of the labia, sliding easily as it was already lubricated with pre-cum.

"Hng!" The beast inside of Jessica was let loose for a moment, instantly commanding her to buck violently in response to the immense feeling of pleasure. However, it did not reach its goal of forcing Tiff's fingers inside her before coming back under Jessica's control.

Tiff broke the kiss, face still centimeters from Jessi's face. "A bit eager, are we?" she asked, grinning at Jessi, who still had her eyes tightly shut, mouth open, drawing in sharp breaths.

"Do-Don't–HNG!" she moaned again as Tiff interrupted her by sliding her finger down her labia again, but this time, brushing the clit.

Tiffany's grin widened as Jessica bucked downwards again, attempting to receive more contact from her fingers.

She proceeded to bend down, but before she would capture a nipple, she heard light footsteps coming up the staircase. And before she could do much but turn her head towards the direction of the stairs, Tae appeared with a curious look on her face.

Tiff immediately froze, eyes wide. She was caught.

Jessi noticed Tiff freeze. "T-Tiff?" she asked, opening her eyes, only to see her step in and press their bodies together. "Nh," she moaned, closing her eyes again, still not used to the extremely pleasurable feeling.

"Uh … hi Tae," Jessi suddenly heard Tiff say nervously. Oh, Tae was here.

Then, in a sudden realization of what that meant, her eyes flung wide open, following TIff's gaze onto a small, slim figure standing on the top of the staircase. Taeyeon.

"Fany," she started with a dangerous edge to her voice. Her eyes darkened … with what? Anger?

"Y-Yes?" she replied nervously, hugging Jessi even tighter. Her eyes closed again in response to the adrenaline.

After a few seconds, she finally heard Taeyeon sigh. "Why didn't you wait for me?" Jessi heard her whine in the cute voice that she only uses when begging us to buy ice cream for her, and always works.

She also heard Tiffany sigh, loosening her grip on her. "Well, I couldn't help myself, and I–"

"But we promised!" Taeyeon cut her off, adding a sad tone to her voice.

"But when I was giving her the towel, a picture of Jessi, naked," Jessi turned deep red at this.  "–just appeared in my head and I–"

Taeyeon sighed again. "I knew I should have taken this part,"

"It's not like you would've been able to resist," Tiffany countered, sticking out her tongue and hugging Jessi tightly again.

"Mm," she groaned with surprise, causing a sudden rush of adrenaline, yet again.

"Well, I would have had a better chance than you did," Taeyeon replied. Then, it dawned on her: they had planned this.

"F-Fany," Jessi said weakly, voice still shaky from the feeling of Tiff's chest on her's.

"Hm?" she turned her head back towards Jessi.

"D-Does your s-secret in-involve…"

"Oh, right! We still have to show you our secret!" How Tiffany could still be this happy while doing something like hug Jessi while both of them where bare skinned escaped Jessi.

She released herself from Jessi, causing her to whine, which drew a tinkling laugh from Tiffany, and took her hand, leading her into Taeyeon's bedroom, stopping them at the front of the bed.

"Taengoo; Plan C, ok?"

"You're lucky I predicted this would happen," she teased Tiffany.

Tiffany stuck out her tongue at Taeyeon before walking behind Jessica.

Jessi watched Tiffany questioningly as she walked behind her, wondering what 'Plan C' was.

As soon as she got behind Jessi, Tiffany pressed her chest into Jessi's back, drawing out a gasp, and rested her chin on Jessi's shoulder. "Look at Taengoo, ok?" she whispered to her, bringing her hands to Jessi's breasts and rubbing them.

"Nh," was Jessica's only reply as she hastily turned her attention to Taeyeon.

Once Taeyeon met Sica's eyes, she smiled and nodded to Tiffany, who nodded back.

She looked at Jessi again, who was looking questioningly at Taeyeon. Taeyeon grinned at her before reaching to the hem of her shirt and slowly helping herself out of it.

Jessica stared at her, wide eyed. She knew she shouldn't be looking, but some unseen force was keeping her head in place, and her eyes unblinking. Watching Taeyeon go so slow was painful to watch; Jessica wanted to go up to her and rip off her clothing, but Tiffany's arms kept her in place. And it was a good thing, too, because she probably would have scared Taengoo.

After she finally slipped her head out of the shirt, Jessi's eyes devoured Taengoo's milky white skin, not a minuscule flaw to be found; her gaze was so concentrated that she didn't even notice Tiffany's hands move up.

Noticing Jessi's intense stare, she grinned devilishly, causing Jessi to remember her position. She flushed a deep red.

Taeyeon barely contained her squeal. Sica’s so cute when she was blushing!

But remembering her duty, she continued by loosening her belt, throwing it to the side when she was done. Taeyeon glanced back up: yep, she still had her attention.

Smiling to herself, she slowly slid the jeans off her legs, revealing her perfectly smooth legs, tone matching that of her upper body. After the jeans fell to the ground, Taeyeon took a step forward, leaving the jeans in a pool behind her.

Jessi's gaze was undeterred by this: Taeyeon was now in nothing but an extremely revealing dark-red bra with matching panties. The sight of her reawakened the beast.

But before she had a chance to ravage her body with her eyes more, Jessi suddenly felt a pair of smooth hands pinch her nipples. "Ng!" she moaned in surprise, finally snapping out of her trance, blinking.

Taeyeon caught her breath as Tiffany molested Sica's breasts with more vigor; the sight, as well as Sica's moan, had already turned her on. However, remembering her part of the plan, she reached behind her back, wondering why she didn't force Tiffany to do the stripping.

Her hands roamed her back until she finally found the back of her bra; relieved, she unhooked it and pulled the bra off, but not bringing it down.

She looked up at the JeTi pair; at this point, they were both staring at Taeyeon, mouths slightly open.

Grinning, she pulled the ends of the bra against each other, making it so that it was still covering their view of her chest. She saw Tiffany press extra hard on Sica's breasts, drawing out another gasp from Sica. Caught off guard, her fingers loosened their grip on the bra, and eventually let them fall.

Their eyes widened even more as it fell to the ground. Taeyeon, realizing she couldn't pick it back up, slid a few fingers under her already wet panties, and pull them down.

She kept eye contact with them as she let the underwear pool on the ground and walked towards them, swaying her hips.

While doing so, she heard Jessi's breathing become audible. She laughed to herself: was her stripping really that effective?

She also noticed Tiffany stopped her ministrations to just stare at her, despite having already seen her bare body before. Sica didn't seem to mind, though, as she was also too busy staring at Tae.

She stopped when she was a few inches away from Sica and Fany. "Done goggling?" she asked, grinning widely.

Jessi, realizing what she has been doing the whole time, blushed and lowered her gaze. Only that didn't help because her eyes landed on Taengoo's legs. She found herself short on breath again.

"Oh, right. Sorry," Tiffany said, removing her hands from Jessica's breasts and on her upper thighs.

"Sica, look up."

She obediently lifted my head back up only to see Taeyeon close the gap between them, meshing their chests together. Jessi leaned her head back and rolled her eyes to the back of her head, pleasure overwhelming her from both the front and back. "Ngh," she moaned, unable to control herself anymore.

TaeNy carefully carried her onto the bed, with Tiffany still behind Jessica who was face up. Taeyeon crawled up Jessica's body and wrapped her legs around her waist.

Tiffany lifted Jessi's head back up to its upright position, then positioned her mouth next to Jessi's ear. "This," she whispered, "is our secret."

She barely registered Tiff talking to her though, as Tiff's fingers already started to crawl upwards and onto her soaking wet labia.

"We agreed to mutual share the pleasure: I finger you, you finger Tae, and Tae fingers me. Ok?"

Jessica nodded, hormones still running rampant in her body.

As Tiffany guided Jessi's hands onto Tae's upper thighs, Taeyeon placed hers on Tiffany's. Two gasps were heard as soon as the hands met the soft legs.

"Move them up, Jessi," Tiffany instructed her as she placed her fingers on Jessi's labia once again, causing another loud sharp intake of breath.

She followed her orders, though, and slid her hands up to meet skin coated with something sticky. "Mh," Taeyeon moaned, her aching hormones finally being satisfied.

"And then insert them, like this," Tiff continued, finding the entrance and plunging her fingers in.

"MNG!" Jessi screamed, pleasure overloading her brain, a strange kind of pressure starting to build up in her stomach. "Ng! Ng!" she panted as Tiff began to thrust her fingers inside her.

"C'mon Jessi, you're turning me on," Taeyeon whined, feeling both anxious and impatient at the sound of JeTi already starting.

"SorRY!" she tried to apologize, what was interrupted by Tiff's thrust again.

Trying her best to concentrate, Jessi slid her finger across the length of the labia, finally going as a reaction to Tiff's thrusts.

"Mhph," she moaned in response, the building impatience and anxiety being replaced with pleasure. Then, realizing she hasn't started on Fany, she found her opening and slid two fingers in.

"Taeng…" Tiff moaned. In a move to try and distract herself, she leaned in on Jessi and landed her mouth, once again, on her smooth neck.

"Hmg!" Jessi groaned as Tiff nipped her neck, beginning to move her fingers inside of Tae.

"Sica … y-you l-learn we-weLL!" Tae felt a sudden increase in adrenaline as Jessi accidentally brushed her clit.

But the pressure in Jessica's stomach distracted her from anything else, as she focused almost all of her effort on withstanding that pressure. "T-TiffaNG … my st-stomach f-feels…"

Taeyeon, being distracted with Jessi's thumb resting itself on the tip of her clit, was unable to answer, as the thumb seemed to tease her: it felt good, but at the same time, it wasn't enough. So, in order to gain more, she had to constantly buck into her thumb, while making sure she didn't fall off.

Tiffany, noticing this, removed her mouth. "Th-that pressure is–!" she was cut off as Tae added another finger. "NNNhh … is nat-tural," she informed her while trying to get used to Tae's fingers. "It-It's oh-ng-kay to re-release the pressurE NNG," she attempted to tell her, but again, was interrupted as Tae added another finger.

Trusting Tiffany, she released the pressure. "HN!" she screamed, immediately feeling something escape from her core, causing her to shudder violently. She instantly felt herself drained of energy, but Tiffany's fingers were relentless.

However, knowing that Jessi would have a hard time reaching her climax again right after her first one, especially since she was new at this, brought one hand up to her breasts, slid them in between Jessi's and Tae's, and started to rub the soft skin.

"T-Tiff…I-I can't…" Jessi gasped, desperately trying to keep up her pace inside of Taeyeon. "Taengoo, s-sorry…"

"S-Sica, j-just HN-you're d-doing f-fine," she informed her. "J-Just k-keep your f-finger on th-that n-nub," Taeyeon told her.

As soon as Jessi followed Tae's orders, Tae leaned forward and bit her shoulder, screaming into her silky skin.

The pain, however, was nullified as Tiffany navigated her palm to the nipple and started to rub there. The pressure in her stomach started to build up again.

The sound of squelching filled the room, accompanied with lustful moans. In fact, if it hadn't been for the sound-proof walls, designed to for capturing Taeyeon's voice so her recordings would be high quality, neighbors would have probably been suspicious. Scratch that, Jessica probably would have found out sooner if it hadn't been for that piece of technology.

Tiffany broke the unspoken pact of no talking. "Taeng, I-I'm–". She was unable to finish her sentence, as Tae had already sensed this and began to thrust faster. "I-I'm–NG!" Tiffany screamed, releasing her bodily fluids.

However, at her climax, Tiffany accidentally pinched Jessi's nipple extra hard, causing her to scream as well, also releasing the pressure yet again.

Taeyeon, now satisfied that she lasted the longest, buried her face into Jessi's neck to muffle her scream as she released as well.

Exhausted, the trio fell onto the bed, with Taeyeon beneath Jessi and Tiffany falling to the side of them. "We have to clean each other up," Tiffany reminded them.

"Huh?"

"Do you feel that stickiness in between your legs?"

Now that it was mentioned, Jessica did feel something sticky resting on her upper thighs. "Yeah," she said with a disgusted face.

Taeyeon laughed at her reaction. "Don't worry about it much, it can be licked away easily,"

She nodded, happy there was a method to get rid of it. But as Taeyeon flipped them around and turned her body to face Jessi's legs, she realized what would happen while cleaning that part. "Wait-!" the revelation came too late, as Taeyeon already started to run her tongue along the sides of her legs, causing Jessi to squirm in pleasure. When she reached the labia, Jessi used every ounce of her remaining strength to keep back the beast that wanted to buck into Taengoo's face.

After what seemed like an eternity, Taeyeon reemerged. "Ok Jessi, you're going to clean up both of us, ok?"

She reluctantly agreed and bent her head down, cautiously licking off the white liquid on Taeng's legs. However, she stopped as she reached the labia, also coated with the with substance. "Um–"

"Its ok, Jessi. You can lick that part," Tiffany told her. She nodded and slowly inched her head forward, sticking out her tongue to receive the fluid. Jessi darted out her tongue and quickly licked away a small amount of the fluid, but this still caused Taeyeon to moan softly. However, this was unheard by Jessi, who preceded to lick away the fluid with more confidence.

As she licked away the last bit, she pulled her head back to notice that there was a little bit more on a curious little nub located on the top of the labia. She leaned in again to clean that part up.

As soon as her tongue met the nub, Taeyeon bucked her hips in response, using her legs to trap Jessi's face, giving out an audible moan.

While she was trying to process what just happened, she felt Tae's head be lift off her upper thighs, a warm hand spreading her legs, and a smooth pair of legs fitting in with her core.

Jessi let out a moan, surprised, as she felt a cool liquid contact the entrance to her core, followed by legs wrapping around her waist.

"Hmm…" Tiffany hummed, beginning to thrust her core into Jessi's, creating a pleasurable friction.

Jessi felt Taeng thrust onto her face again, causing her nose to brush the little nub again.

"Ung," Taeyeon moaned, thrusting once more.

Not again...

Part 2 link here

[elvhensinner]

Which group do you fantasize about cucking the most? Is it the same as your most biased groups?

Could you list top 10 individual idols that melt your brain if they are involved with cucking?

I'm not sure if its pretty much the same as my biased groups/soloists. Really, my basis for it largely depends on the question "Will they cheat on their significant other?" if the answer is no then I am just drooling 😋

I made this list from the get go. I still stand by my statement about whoever I find hottest at a specific night trumps over whoever's below my top 3 girls of all time. Literally, if this was asked to me on a different day, I bet I'd have different answers

Top 11 idols that melt my brain if cucking/cheating is involved:

11. Jeon Somi

She looks like the perfect recipient of hate sex. There's also something about this girl that screams "Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed my night with your girl. But not because I like her, I just really wanted to try her out".

10. Kim Chaewon

I seriously do love all my IZ*ONE girlies, but asides from her body and cute personality, Kim Chaewon is just not on my radar. (In all honesty, idk why). Soooo many people love her so much, its insane. But hey, at least whenever I see people fawn over this angel, it makes my brain instantly jump to how I'd take her from them. Hehe.

9. Jihyo

Big tits. Motherly love. Officially confirmed that she has a boyfriend. Beloved by many. Need I say more?

8. Ahn Yujin/Jang Wonyoung

Being a WIZ*ONE, in my eyes, these two are my forever maknaes. I just can't deny value whenever I'm hankering for a "younger sister"-esque style of cucking.

7. Kim Sejeong

I've always seen this girl as the big sister type. Despite her tig ol biddies, I rarely lewd her, but my innards twist in every which way whenever I see someone gooning the fuck out of her. Its always equal parts "N-no... she's my big sister... sTOP LEWDING HER!" and ".....C-Can you maybe tell me more?..." 🤣

6. Lee Chaeryeong

As my #1 girl's sister, this girl has starred in many of my "shhh your sister doesn't have to know"-themed nights. That, plus girly doesn't just look like the epitome of wholesome, she also looks like she's a great target for dubcon. I bet this naive baby girl would believe something as stupid as...

"My penis has a genie inside of it"

"Really?"

"Only if you rub it hard enough"

5. Momo

Body made for sex. Hands down, she takes the crown for my BHF 'making me have a random hardon and fapping like there's no tomorrow' title. I've also cucked so many people using this girl, so at this point I can't not associate her with cucking/cheating.

4. Irene

This one is a mighty curve ball, courtesy of my recent Taeyeon prompt + @planetaryupscaled's cucking smut. That signature man-hater glare of hers is just begging to be forced into a dubcon scenario. Seriously, imagine those eyes staring up at you, hating your guts, as her lips wrap around your shaft. Add the fact that she's totally of age to be in a committed, loving relationship 🤤

3. Kim Dahyun

There's a reason this girl starred in my debut story. She's so pure. So light. So wholesome. She is love. I just know she's the type to fight tooth and nail to have the most romantic, traditional relationship known to man. And that's the very reason my brain goes cuckoo about all the nasty ways she can be used as a means for cucking.

2. Kwon Eunbi

This woman is just BUILT to be in RPs/smuts. There are so many avenues to her. Subby. Dommy. Mommy. Baby. Wholesome. You name it, she fits into it. The fact that I've already thought of a prompt for her while I'm writing this already speaks levels to her writeability: Imagine her bf being the one who first encouraged her to go wild in waterbomb 2023. At the moment, BF pats himself in the back for being the one responsible for Kwon Eunbi's spike in popularity, but these days? He's forced to turn a blind eye at Eunbi's multiple meetings with different investors, promoters, brands, etc. all of which always leads to Eunbi going home late at night. "I got the gig!" the BF hears every night, with her outfit an inch away from being undone.

1. Lee Chaeyeon

Last but not least is my #1 girl. As someone who is head over heels for this woman, I can say with full confidence that my brain will —and ALWAYS WILL— melt at the thought of Lee Chaeyeon being used in a cucking scenario. Hell, the small matter of her (rarely) being posted on lewding sites is enough to make me rockhard. 🤤

[haespoir]

me after you: ldh.

⨯ pairing: general!haechan x princess!reader

⨯ word count:  6.2k

⨯ genre: historical au, secret relationship

⨯ summary: being a royal means that you don't have the luxury of marrying for love. but when your younger sister is set to marry your childhood friend turned secret lover, you have to do something.

⨯ content: a lot of angst, mentions of blood, mentions of suicide, character death, open ending

⨯ playlist: fine, taeyeon / lucid dream, aespa / forgetting you, davichi / if it is you, jung seung hwan / how can i love the heartbreak you’re the only one i love, akmu

⨯ a/n: this comes after watching scarlet heart in one sitting. please be kind, this is the longest thing i've written in a while! feedback is always welcome ♡ . . .

You’re barely 10 years old when you first see him. You’re crouched behind a tree as you watch your brother Jaemin from a distance, an unfamiliar male by his side. You have no idea what they’re speaking about, but frankly, you don’t care much. You just want to know more about the male next to Jaemin. 

You've heard numerous stories of love at first sight. You’ve always believed that your first love would come and sweep you off your feet, that they would come in and whisk you away from the palace. But that’s not what he does. Instead, he fills your mind with fantasies, scenarios you only wish you could pursue with him. You imagine nights under the stars with him, being wrapped in his arms would be a dream come true. All this and you don’t even know his name. 

Suddenly, your muse for art is at its all-time high. You stray away from the usual flowers and bright colors. Dark colors make an appearance, and an unnamed male becomes the star of your paintings. It’s odd how someone you’ve never had a full conversation with occupies your mind. 

There’s this odd hunger that makes a home in your heart. Something that can never be calmed. At least not by you. Not by anyone but your mystery man. 

It’s not until a few weeks later that you get a name to match the face. Lee Donghyuck, the son of Grand General Lee. You know right away that he is destined to do nothing but good in his life. A man who can save countless countries in your eyes. 

You finally formally exchange names with him. It’s a wonder really, the way just a few words have you flying on cloud nine. “Lee Donghyuck,” he had said, voice sweeter than honey. It was sad how quickly you became smitten. 

But it seems you are not the only one because it doesn’t take long for the two of you to click. You’ve got a routine going, a secret shared amongst yourselves. Late nights turn into adventures, hand in hand the two of you explore everything the night skies have to offer. 

Looking into the eyes of Donghyuck you swear that he holds your whole universe there. He is limitless. The stars are not confined to just his eyes; they float in his voice when he whispers sweet words to you, and they dance along from his skin to yours when you touch. They surround him with this celestial warmth that is blinding to you. 

It doesn’t take you long to realize it, but you’ve fallen in love with Lee Donghyuck, desperately in love; it stays that way for years to come. 

And then the letters are sent out.

. . .

You are invited to the royal wedding...

Your attendance is requested at the wedding celebration of PRINCESS YI MIYOUNG and GENERAL LEE DONGHYUCK on the evening of Saturday, the 5th of January in the year of 1540 of King Jaehyun’s rule. 

The celebration will be held in the estate gifted to the prince consort and the princess after the formal wedding ceremony in the royal palace. Guests are required to bring forth a gift that will be presented to the bride and groom as well as the original invitation, which is to be presented on entrance. This invitation is extended to the immediate members of the recipient’s household.

His Majesty, King Jaehyun

Father of the bride.

. . .

Anger is a foreign emotion to you. But soon, you’ll find it’s your best friend. 

The date of the wedding weighs down on your soul. It crushes any hope that you have. Like a harsh wind, it blows out the flickering light of hope you have, and it leaves you covered in a darkness that you are unfamiliar with. Sorrow courses through your veins, but its presence is barely acknowledged. There’s something else there that takes control.

Anger.

It clouds your senses until it's all you see. A white flash of rage. A single swipe of your arm leaves your tea cups broken on the floor. Tears of anger slip down your face, but it makes things worse. You’re weak, so weak. And you’re an emotional mess. 

You wish you could be angry at your father for allowing it to happen. At Donghyuck for making empty promises, or even Miyoung, for just being Miyoung. But you can’t. It’s impossible. Your anger is directed at one person only– yourself. 

You hate yourself. It becomes a cycle of self-loathing. You’re unable to be angry at anyone but yourself. You are too careless with your heart. How could you have been so foolish? You know better than anyone else that there’s no room for love when it comes to the royal family. 

You rip the decorative accessories from your hair and throw them with all the strength you can muster. Even so, they don’t make it far. They land in front of an unfinished painting, the image haunting you. A painting meant for Donghyuck. How could you bring yourself to finish it now? 

A piece of glass catches your attention. How easy would it be to end your suffering? A simple cut would be enough, would it not? You could be free of all the politics, free of the pain. The glass feels heavy in your hand and suddenly, you are weighing out your life options.

But the more you think about it, the more your anger manifests. How could you allow someone to have so much control over your life? You’ve given your heart away so easily, and you aren't sure if you’ll ever get it back. 

Without realizing it, your grip on the shard of glass tightens and soon you’re drawing blood. But with your emotions running so wild, you don't even feel the pain. Scarlet tears stain your clothing, but you don't mind. Not now. 

You’re tired, tired of being walked all over. You’re tired of not having a say in your life. But– at the same time– you’ve lost all care. Bitterness seeps into your heart, and you feel like giving up.

However, you refuse to be weak this time around. You’ve been kicked into the dirt once again, but you won’t allow yourself to be buried. You will grow this time, and this time with more resilience than before. 

You watch as another drop of blood falls from your hand. This time, you’ll care only for yourself. This time, you will only care for your own happiness. You’ll face everyone with a fake smile. You’ll congratulate the married couple. And you won’t reveal your sorrow.

. . .

It feels as if a weight has been lifted off Donghyuck’s chest. There had been a few hiccups, but he had survived greeting his future wife. It’s not like he really wanted to, but he knew he had a role to fill. Miyoung wasn’t at fault; it wasn’t as if she had approached her father and begged to allow her to marry him. 

No, it should have been you to do that. 

But he also knew that you were not in the proper position to make those demands. He sighs softly; what a truly frustrating experience this was. The meetings with Miyoung and the King had been draining, but it was clear that they were to be married for political reasons only. After all, Donghyuck came from a family of generals who were completely loyal to the crown. 

As if the sky was reflecting his exhausted nature, the sun had begun to set. The light was slowly dying, a beautiful pink hue painted across the sky. You would have loved to see this sunset; it was one of your favorite activities, just chatting away under the disappearing sun. 

Had he been more aware, he would have heard you approach him. Standing in front of him was a princess, and he would argue that she was his favorite one. 

His surroundings seemed to be muted in comparison to you. There was nothing as vibrant as his lover, if he dared still call you that. Almost instantly, his heart clenches; it hammers within his chest like the war drums sounding his army’s march. It was almost as if his heart was echoing its intent for you. 

“Princess…” Donghyuck catches himself, addressing you with your proper title before an affectionate nickname can slip past his lips. “I hope you are well.” He bows with a foreign eagerness to place as much distance between the two of you as possible.

As he gazes at you, he begins to wonder if betraying the crown is worth it. If it meant he could hold you in his arms he believes he would forsake the entire country for you. That thought alone is terrifying, and it goes against everything his father has taught him. 

So with as much courage as he can, and it’s not a lot, he speaks again: “I bid you farewell.”

There’s an undeniable feeling that pools in your stomach as you look at him. It’s an ache that squeezes your heart so tightly it’s hard to breathe. There’s no one else that you would want to spend your life with, yet he is the same person who is forbidden to you. 

In your bandaged hand is a piece of fabric, one that holds the love and affection you have for the male in front of you. Intricate stars are laced through the dark fabric, representing the countless nights the two of you had spent together. So many sleepless nights spent on something for a man you could no longer love. A man you could no longer call your own. 

“Donghyuck,” you say, almost choking on the tears that you refuse to let fall. There's a feeling of happiness that blinds your senses when you see him, yet you can also feel your heart break at his cautious nature. How could the affection that once laced his words be completely gone? The words that left his mouth felt foreign, and they left you feeling bitter. 

“Please accept this,” you whisper, nearly begging. You barely manage to grip his sleeve; it seems he is in a rush to leave you. That idea only has your heart hurting even more. Your nights amongst the stars seem so distant now. He seems so distant now.

The way you said his name hurt. Even if he had scars covering his body from war, none would hurt as much as it did hearing you call his name out like that. He did not want to do this, it would be so easy to leave and run away, but when a princess begs, it is in your best interest to act in favor of the princess. 

Duty before self. Crown before duty. Country before the crown. These were words that he was taught since he was just a young boy. It was these same words that now haunt his every decision. Duty to the crown– the king had decreed his partner for life. There should be no space within his heart for you. Yet, you occupy all.

With trembling hands, his heart overriding the screams of protest in his head, he takes the star-laced fabric. Quickly, his eyes dart around, checking to see if the two of you were truly alone. Once that’s confirmed, he doesn’t hold back. Calloused hands cup the delicate face of a princess, your beauty clouded by the tears gathering in his eyes.

“What are you expecting?” He asks.

Maybe hours later, when he’s regained control of his emotions and he’s alone, he’d probably berate himself for giving into his weakness. However, right now, the crown be damned. It nearly broke his heart to see you hurting, especially when he loved you so dearly. All because you wanted him to accept a gift, which he’s sure is a parting gift. Even if he wants to deny it. He could be heartless in his duty to the crown, however, this was too much. “I’m already promised to Miyoung,” he says softly, his thumb caressing your cheek. “You know the king’s decision is final, and I cannot love you. We cannot be seen like this.”

“Leave me.” He whispers, watching as the tears that had pooled in your eyes begin to fall. “And forget me.”

“Forgive me,” he thinks to himself. 

It’s a concept that is foreign to you; the fact that his words hurt more than any physical wound- you’ve never felt anything like this. His words are like needles, and your heart is their resting place. 

Like always, Donghyuck is able to take your breath away. But this time he’s left you with no air, and no words as well. You don’t know what you had expected to become of the two of you– after all, Donghyuck was always someone who chose his country and the crown over anything. 

“I can't accept it,” you sob. And even if you tried, you don’t know how to. There's no one else in the palace who you love as much as you love Donghyuck. And it’s so difficult for you to come to terms with. 

“I can’t leave you, and I can’t forget you,” you recited as if it was a mantra that had been playing in your mind for days. And you had. Your thoughts had been consumed with Donghyuck since you had met him. 

Donghyuck, without much thought, presses his lips to yours. As if it's the most natural thing for him to do, as if he wishes to ease the pain of your breaking hurt. And it works, if only briefly. 

You relish the feeling of his lips against yours, a feeling you find yourself not knowing you missed. You never realized how hungry you were for Donghyuck until you got a taste. Like a drug, you’re not sure if you’re able to give him up. Your grip on his sleeve tightens, unable to let go of him. 

But no matter how selfish you wish to be, you can’t.

An internal conflict impossible for you to escape. You pull away from him quickly, tears spilling from your eyes freely now. How could you do this to Miyoung? How could the king do this to you?

Donghyuck had lost to his own weakness; he had lost to his own emotions. Everything always came back to you. Your lips were just as he remembered. You were an addiction to him as well, and he wondered if he’d ever be able to quit. 

He knew you. He knew the meaning of those tears; he could see the conflict brewing within your eyes.

“You're thinking about Miyoung, aren’t you?” He says softly, his hands moving to curl stray hair behind your ear. “You’re unable to betray your sister, as I am unable to betray the king.” 

He’s once again brushing your tears away with his fingers. “So much for being a general,” he bitterly thinks to himself. He wishes he had the courage to ask you to run away with him, but he has a family to think about. He has to think about his duty to the crown and to his family. Unknowingly, tears had also begun to fall from his eyes. “The moment the King announced our marriage it was over. What did you expect coming to see me here?”

His words are once again stabbing at your heart.

“Of course, I'm thinking about your wife,” you say, “My sister. Your wife. A person who gets to spend their nights in your arms.” It hurts even more as you speak, the words leaving your lips in soft breaths. It’s official, Lee Donghyuck has broken you.

The feeling of his fingers on your face brings back nostalgic memories. Instinctively, you lean into his touch. There is nothing that you wouldn’t give up for Donghyuck– you were just that in love with him. But you were just a princess– a princess willing to give up their title and life just for some general. And while you want to say that you’re unsure if Donghyuck would do the same, you know his loyalty to the crown is undying. And that is what tears your heart apart. 

“Do you know how difficult it is?” There are so many nights where you find that sleep doesn’t welcome you with open arms anymore. Instead, it turns its back to you, ignoring your pleas as you spend the night tossing and turning. 

It’s hard for you to speak; you’re choking on tears. You don't know what you expect from Donghyuck anymore. Your situation has become so complicated. It's hard for you to even comprehend. 

“I can't expect the same love I once received, I know I can't,” you say weakly, hating how difficult it was for you to speak. “But I do. Donghyuck– I crave it. I miss you so much.”

“To-be. Wife to-be. We’re not married yet.” He states bitterly, doing his best to draw the line distinctively. “She will not spend her nights with me. I have not touched her hand, her lips, or her.” 

It’s like daggers are embedding themselves into his heart with each word. He does his best to defend himself and calm your anxieties as he speaks. “I will sleep in my own study even if we are wed.”

“To be or is, what difference does it make? You are no longer mine Donghyuck– why can’t I grasp it?” you speak with anger towards yourself now, each word produces a new cloud of darkness in your heart, a feeling you’re becoming used to unfortunately. 

You’ve come to a full circle of blaming yourself. You’re the one to blame, had you not fallen for Donghyuck that fateful day, this wouldn’t be happening. Had you begged the king to allow you to wed Donghyuck instead of Miyoung, maybe you would have gotten your happy ending. 

But it’s too late for that now. Even the thought of Donghyuck spending a night with Miyoung pains you. Though you want nothing best for your siblings– if Donghyuck is Miyoung’s best, you might find yourself changing your mind.

“You are always the last thought that I have before I close my eyes. You were my very last thought when I thought I was on the verge of dying.” His words are earnest as he speaks. “You are the one that kept me strong on the way back home, back to you. I thought about your crying face and fought the reapers who had come to claim me.” 

Donghyuck’s hands drop to your waist as he pulls you into him, holding you close. “The love you’ve once received is still here.” He takes your hand and places it over his chest. “You will always be in my heart until the day I breathe my last breath.”

You grip the fabric that separates your hand and his heart. “You plague my every waking thought, Donghyuck. And even when I think I can be free of you– you appear again. Countless nights I prayed for your safety. I prayed for you to come back. To come back to me.” But that’s not the reality you get. Your father had rewarded the man you loved for winning the war by giving him your younger sister’s hand in marriage. How cruel.

“It is torture to give a man your heart and soul only for it to be rejected because the crown and country are placed higher than you,” you say, hitting his chest with your balled-up fist. “It is truly torture having to hide away from your family because you’re ashamed. Ashamed to face your sister for loving her soon-to-be husband. Ashamed at the fact that I couldn't even be vocal about how much I loved you– how much I do love you.”

You move to cup his cheeks, your thumbs caressing his face in ways that you can only hope to express how much affection you still hold for him. “What are we to do? What am I to do?”

Donghyuck swears this is like a dead game of go, several stones are already stuck. Defeat is imminent. Perhaps he is going soft and becoming vulnerable. He had heard this is what love does to a person. He had warned those who learned from him that placing too much focus on one objective would be their downfall. Yet here he is, doing everything in his power to keep you safe and by his side. 

Even if he meant betraying his loyalty. 

It would be simple; avoid the engagement and wedding as long as he could. Then, when your brother Jaemin takes the throne, he could annul the engagement. It would have to work; it was the only way. For this to work, the King must die.

He could do it in five years, maybe even four. An illness, or a coup. Something like that could work, right? The thought alone makes his heart race. Someone with an undying loyalty to the crown, thinking such treasonous thoughts.  

He looked at you, the love of his life. He could see the pain that flickered in your eyes. Were you worth committing high treason for? To go against the crown and country? To go against everything he had ever known?

The answer was blatantly yes. 

Would your love survive if he was the one to end the life of your father? Even if it was a perfect crime, would his own soul survive dealing with the guilt?

“I love you.” He whispered, pulling you into him once again. Donghyuck closed his eyes, willing away the demons forming in his mind. When someone you love more than life is in pain, it is a very simple decision to make on the spot. 

Donghyuck lies.

“It will all be fine,” he says. “I will find a way for us. Can you wait?”

One look into his eyes, and you know he’s planning something. You can hear the cogwheels turning in his brain. Like a true General, or to-be Grand General– you know he wastes no time in making plans. You know him too well, after all, he was once your Donghyuck. 

Being in his arms was where you belonged, where you would happily spend the rest of your days. But that was not so easy anymore. You could no longer hold the affection you once held for him. 

Logically, it’s not right. You know it’s not. It's your loyalty to your sister that reminds you of this every single day. Miyoung was a princess, and you would not allow your sister’s reputation to be tarnished. There were just some things that were above you. Anyone with a brain knows that this is not just some easy mistake to be fixed. 

But you have always followed your heart. 

So you allow yourself to fall into Donghyuck once more. “I love you as well,” you breathe out, your voice barely above a whisper. You can hear his steady heartbeat as you place your head on his chest; it calms your aching soul. Donghyuck is your sun, your moon, and all your stars. You know that he is someone you’re willing to fight for. 

“I will wait for you until the end of time, you know that.” The words slip past your lips effortlessly, a white lie in its purest form. You know that Donghyuck will always be in your heart, but you also know how the world works. It works in cruel and unfortunate ways. 

A princess as soft-spoken as you will never get what you want. You are a pawn to others. You know soon enough that you will be married off– just as your sister was. And when the time comes, will you still be able to put Donghyuck above all else? 

“But are you able to wait for me?”

He leans away from you to look at your face, his hands not leaving your waist. “I fought death for you,” he thinks to himself, feeling his heart swell at the image of you. 

“Is this doubt I hear?” He gazes at you with false anger, a playful smirk decorating his features. “You dare doubt the hero, the Grand General Lee Donghyuck?”

“I will wait for you until the end of time,” He says, leaning in and stealing several small kisses between each word. You allow yourself to be showered in his love, and you enjoy the feeling wholeheartedly. You carve the feeling of his lips against your skin into your mind. You won’t ever allow yourself to forget it; you won’t allow yourself to forget your love. Separating himself from you, Donghyuck takes a step backward, his hands gently holding both of yours.

“I’m not good with words,” he begins, looking down at your intertwined hands. “But since I’ve already broken my own vow to stay away from you, I might as well speak freely now. I had prepared for months to say this, hoping that I would get to say it when I received your hand from the King.”

He takes a breath, his gaze meeting yours. 

“Once, as a young boy, my father told me to never stare at royalty. We should keep our heads bowed. And I took that to heart until you. How could I not look at the most beautiful person in the palace? For the first time in my life, I took a gamble. I asked Jaemin to introduce me to you. I was just his sparring partner then, and I thought I would have been executed for that.” 

Donghyuck thinks back to that day, smiling fondly at the reactions he remembered receiving from Jaemin. Why was his sparring partner interested in his sister? It hadn’t made sense to Jaemin then, and a part of Donghyuck almost wishes he never asked. 

“Jaemin introduced us, and when you smiled at me… I was never able to look away. If not for you, I don’t think I would have ever known a love so deeply in my life. I fell in love with you when I was ten, just a young boy,” he smiles, giving your hands a gentle squeeze. 

“I’m twenty-three now, and I’ve been loving you more and more each and every day since I was ten. I regret not a second of it.”

You know that your end is coming soon. 

But with every word, Donghyuck makes it so much harder for you to give him up. His words cause your mind to run; it runs to a place where the two of you are free to love each other.

However, that place is not here.

You two are but a small chapter in the novel of this country, a small insignificant chapter. And you realize that now.

Yet your heart still races at his words. You know that you are Donghyuck’s weakness. So it leaves you no choice but to be the strong one in your situation. 

“Every second I've spent with you, there is not a single regret that plagues them. You have given me the love I never knew I needed.” You raise your intertwined hands, placing a gentle on the back of his hand.

“And for that, I thank you. The first time I laid my eyes on you, I knew you would be more than just a man to me. I've given you my whole heart, and I can only hope you keep it safe.” Your words pain you. You know this is your goodbye, the last time you will ever see Donghyuck with these feelings of love dancing in your heart. 

So you press one last soft kiss against his lips before you speak again: “I should head back to my quarters, as should you. It's quite late. Be safe.” 

With these last words, you let go of your first love and quickly turn for your room. The farther you get, the more tears fall. You wonder if it’s really better this way.

. . .

It is a good thing that Donghyuck had not spoken of his treasonous thoughts to you because they fall through so quickly. 

The silence in the air becomes a newfound friend to you. Something you once detested before now brings you endless comfort. The day is coming sooner than you hoped. You must congratulate your sister. You must congratulate the love of your life, Lee Donghyuck, for getting married to your dear sister.

It hurts. It hurts like hell. There are so many things you wish you would have done differently. You wish that you didn’t meet Lee Donghyuck– that you never fell in love with him. You shouldn’t have given everything away so easily. Because now, you’ve become a fool, a pawn in this game of chess. All of you have.

You’ll be okay. It's a mantra that repeats in your head like a broken record. He's not worth it. Nobody should have control over your life like Donghyuck does. It’s time for you to let go. 

And so you try.

The moon supplies no light in the dark garden. Yet, you are there. Your canvas is set– Donghyuck’s unfinished painting there. The dark sky is displayed on the once white canvas, small stars littered sparsely amongst the space. Two figures bask in the glow provided by the white paint. Figures that were once Donghyuck and you have been completely remade into Donghyuck and Miyoung.

It ignites anger in your faint heart once again. But the healing scar on the palm of your hand reminds you to never take the anger out on yourself, never again.

So you take your anger out on the painting.

With a heavy grip, you stab your paintbrush into the canvas. Before your eyes, the painting becomes two pieces. Something you wish their marriage would become.

But it hurts you to even think these ill thoughts. You care for your sister so much. And you care for Donghyuck even more. Yet there’s this new evil that rests in your heart. Suddenly, becoming bitter seems easier than letting go. And it definitely looks more attractive with every second that passes.

It takes a few days of peaceful meditation, but you find yourself in the garden again. Your muse this time, a budding flower. A representation of the new relationship that will bud between the two. A representation of the new take on life you have.

The color blue stains your fingers. A color for freedom and peace. This painting is made with Donghyuck in mind. The words “I forgive you," are woven throughout the flower. And you only hope that Donghyuck is able to understand it.

The nights following your breakdown instilled a resolve that you could have never found yourself following. A path laced thoroughly with bitterness and hatred. A path completely unfamiliar to you. But it’s a path you will now call your own. For you have learned that those with a faint heart can’t survive. They won’t survive. And now you will do whatever it takes to survive.

You spend the night before the wedding in the garden again. It is foolish for you to hope that Donghyuck will arrive. You know that it is wishful thinking. As you walk the path engraved in the ground made by the two of you, you know it is the last time.

. . .

The morning brings signs of your new beginning. A new you. This is your chance at a new life. You will create a new path for yourself, a path you will now travel alone. You no longer need Donghyuck. All you need is yourself.

Your resilience is stronger than ever before. But you know that your weakness rests in your heart; you would be foolish to lie to yourself and say it doesn’t. You have always been someone who loves wholeheartedly. From a young age, you gave everything you had to offer to those you love. You had given your heart to Lee Donghyuck, and now you had to give him to your sister. 

You arrive at the wedding on time. But the happiness in the air has no effect on your mood. You’re sad and heartbroken– it’s inevitable. But you don't let it show. 

Sitting through the ceremony hurts. It’s expected, but you begin your healing process quickly. You lower your expectations for Donghyuck. You no longer expect anything from him. Not even a glance.

And so, your eyes stray from him. They only stay on Miyoung. Your heart hurts for the younger princess. You know that she wants nothing more than to not be married to Donghyuck. You know that someone else resides in the heart of your sister. Yet you hope she is able to find happiness. You don't wish for darkness to form in her sister’s heart.

. . .

“Your Highness, your sister comes bearing gifts.”

You stand tall, a soft smile on your lips. “For her highness, an embroidered scroll.” The scroll your maid hands over tells the tale of sorrow you feel for your younger sister. An arrangement of flowers decorates the fabric, a single daisy being the star of the show. A flower to represent hope and innocence. You pray that Miyoung is able to keep her hope throughout this marriage and that her innocence never fades.

“And a painting for you, General Lee.” The bitterness that dances on your tongue makes it hard for you to keep your composure, but you do your best. The blue carnation decorating the canvas is not something that you have ever laid your eyes upon. Rather something you have created for Donghyuck himself. The last thing you will ever create for him.

“I wish you both a prosperous marriage.'' Those are your final words as you bow. Your eyes avoid Donghyuck's as you leave, disappearing from his sight once the door is closed. You only wish that all involved can find happiness. For this is the last time you will allow yourself to be heartbroken like this. 

. . .

King Jaehyun gathers everyone’s attention with a clear voice that rings out clearly in the chilly night air. He motions to the tables set around a fire that blazes in the middle to warm the guests against a biting winter breeze. 

Daughters sit with fathers, quietly gazing away from the king out of politeness. Sons sit with their mothers, quiet and attentive, ready to hang upon the King’s every word.  Here marks the start of a toast: from a father wishing the best to his daughter in her married life, from a king looking proudly on his son in law who’s already achieved so much in such a short amount of time. There is a moment when the mantle of the king is laid down and instead, the wishes of a father ring out into the night.

It's obvious that the princess is unhappy sitting next to her now husband. It's obvious that her husband looks as if he wants to be anywhere else, beaten down already as he is by the rumors and the whispers about his wife and their marriage bed. 

The King can see it all clearly, but to them, he wishes them lifelong happiness. He hopes that in the end, they’ll find it. And he expects that they will. 

No one notices the looks that are shared slyly behind his back between certain members of the court. Everyone is far too interested in the married couple at the head of their table, seated close to the King. They’re far too invested in the King’s words, and the gleam of pride in his eyes when he looks over at the married couple as he is ready to put the cup to his lips. It’s a signal for everyone else to do the same, and so they do.  

It's a shame, really, that no one notices. This all could have been avoided if they had.

The toast ends with a sip of alcohol in the King’s presence, all members of the party turning away from him to drink from their cups. It doesn’t start right away– people put down their cups, and there’s once again a dull chatter that bubbles through the crowd. After all, no one is expecting a red wedding.

It takes a few minutes to settle in the system. Most poisons do. First, it’s the princess who coughs up blood, staining her hanbok a dark shade of crimson. That’s when the panic begins, her coughing not stopping; she continues to cough and bleed, unable to breathe from the poison that’s boiling hot in her system.

It's not just the princess though.

Several members of the court are clutching at their robes, heaving and clawing in fevered desperation to cling to their lives. The poison is fast acting. And it leaves the princess, the Minister of Defense, and a General as cold as the night air.

In the blink of an eye, two sons become the head of their family, forced to take on the mantle of their dead fathers. In the blink of an eye, a princess is stolen from the world. And in the blink of an eye, three families are torn apart and heartbroken. For a long moment, there’s silence. The King is pale. 

And then all you can hear is the wailing of the groom.