#the love is stored in the unnie's eyes

[7nsomnia]

🌷🧡.

[ningvory]

pervert sister’s bff gp!karina + noncon n darcyphilia? say that you were minejong’s younger sister (03 liner) and she went out to get some snacks for movie y’all were watching and rina took that perfect opportunity to pounce on you and force you to suck her cock! she couldn’t but bust twice bc your virgin mouth felt so good n tight around her big cock

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 1,042 words • 2k event

a/n: THIS IS SO!?!? wanted to combine these two cuz it’s like the same concept so enjoy!

CW: noncon, sister’s bff karina, g!p, pervert karina, forced oral (k.receiving), darcyphilia, crybaby reader, not proofread

movie night with your older sister meant her best friend, jimin would be there too. not that you didn’t like jimin, it was just that every time she came around you would have to lock yourself up in your room because you were “too young” in minjeong’s eyes. you never understood her logic because you were only a year younger than her.

but today was only different because it was a movie marathon that minjeong has been dying to do and she surprisingly let you sit with her and jimin to watch.

jimin on the other hand, never minded when you had to tag along, in reality she fuckin’ loved it! unknowingly to you she the hots for you. ever since your clueless sister, minjeong started bringing her around you, you two really did become close.

by now it was 5:47 pm and the golden rays of the sunset began peaking out the windows and onto the couch that you and jimin were comfortably on.

“guys! there’s no snacks or food, i’ll run to the store! need anything?” minjeong yelled from the kitchen. you and jimin were in the living room watching the little mermaid, the movie you’ve been wanting to watch since it came out last year.

“nah, i’m good! just bring back something good!” jimin responded, you’ve been craving some chocolate pocky so your ears chimed up immediately, “can you get me chocolate pocky please!” you yelled hearing her grab her keys and gave a short response to you before closing the door and locking it.

perfect, the older girl thought, biting her cheek to hide her excitement.

around eight minutes go by and you were focused on the film in front of you, you then felt jimin snake her arm around you waist, digging her sharp acrylic’s into your warm flesh, forcing you to hiss and flinch unexpectedly. your attention went onto her, hands on top of hers trying to pry her away while silently pleading for her to stop

“unnie..stop please!” you plead to her, eyes beginning to flood with tears, trying to pry her hands off of you.

the pain becomes unbearable to the point you need to get up and try to move away from her but as soon as you made an attempt to get up, her hand immediately leaves your waist and wraps tightly around your neck, pushing you back into the couch.

the impact made you yelp before staring up at jimin, who was staring you down like you did something wrong, “u-unnie? have i done something wrong? you’re starting to scare me!” you babble, tears rolling down your face like a waterfall. jimin coo’s, leaning down to kiss the tears away, “hm? what haven’t you done baby? you just love doing this to me, hm? got me hard and pent up from you just looking so fuckin’ pretty every time i’m near..get on your knees, baby.” jimin whispers in your ear, letting go of your neck. you frantically rush to the floor in front of her, confused on why she has you on the floor but too scared to ask.

she removes her shorts and her boxers, revealing her thick, rock hard cock to you. your eyes are immediately drawn to it and up at her, hoping she won’t actually do what you think she’s gonna do.

she grips your hair, pressing her precum-covered cock against your closed lips. you kept you eyes and lips closed, praying that jimin would get the memo that you didn’t want this and she’ll leave you alone, but you knew the answer deep down.

when she figures she’s unsuccessful with this attempt, she uses force, forcefully pulling on your hair, making you yelp, mouth opening and hand going to your hair to try and ease the pain. she wasted to time, pushing her thick cock all the way into your mouth, earning a choke from you, eyes looking up at hers.

“s-shit! don’t looking at me like that, baby, ‘jus gonna ruin your perfect face and body even more,” jimin grunted, pushing your head down to the point where where your nose is touching her pelvis.

a smile you’ve never seen from her appears on her face when she see’s how wide your mouth is from the stretch of her cock. fuck, she would have to train your little virgin throat to take her and only her cock.

she slowly pulls out of your mouth, only to thrust right back in, not letting you catch a break, gagging and choking on her dick repeatedly when she begins to thrust in and out of your mouth repeatedly. “so cute, gagging on my dick, don’ worry..gonna train your throat to take my dick..” jimin moans, hips begging to buck into your mouth, forcing more tears and muffled coughs outta you.

“ahh~ shit—gonna cum! and you better fuckin’ swallow it all.” she grunts, the grip on your scalp even tighter.

she lets out a long gasp before three hot spurts of cum spill into your aching throat. she pulls away, yanking your hair back to pull your face up, watching you swallow all of her seed before you open your mouth, showing her that you swallowed it all. she smiled, her normal demeanor coming back, as she leans down to kiss your lips and dress herself back up.

she brings you back to the couch, sitting you down with her and bringing the cover over the both of your legs. as jimin began to cover all of her traces of what went down, you began to cry silently until your throat burned and begged for you to let it out until you did.

“shh~ it’s okay,” jimin coo’d pulling you closer, laying you on her chest and patting your back, letting you soak her shirt with tears.

the noise of the door opening caught jimin’s attention, watching how minjeong came in with an confused expression, silently urging jimin to tell her what happened, “sad scene in the movie,” jimin sympathetically says.

minjeong looked up at the show and it was currently on the big fight with ursula in the ocean. she nodded her head walking back to the kitchen to put everything down, letting the older girl comfort you.

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 YOU’RE NO GOOD FOR ME (but baby i want you) huh yunjin x reader

↳ warnings idol au/band au, oc band, chaewon is stressed, yunjin doesn’t listen and is down bad, swearing

paranoia has been the name that yunjin and probably everyone else in the world have has been hearing since the band’s teaser photos were dropped.

it’s not everyday that a band makes it big in the kpop scene especially internationally as well, most people don’t pay much attention to them, paranoia sm entertainments first ever band definitely had everyone’s attention.

the band has been on billboards everywhere in korea, their music playing in every store, it’s not everyday you see a band with such various sounds of music get this much attention, but yunjin was loving it.

the band intrigued her, there were three of them two boys one girl, the girl intrigued her the most, how does she survive with living with two boys? how did she deal with the press? how was she so talented? how was she so talented does she like girls?

yeah maybe she has a little crush on the lead singer of paranoia, but it was never gonna happen…

that was until she found out she was chaewon’s childhood friend.

“you’re friends with paranoia’s totally not super hot lead singer?!” yunjin exclaims, “and you didn’t tell me?!”

“her name is yn.” chaewon states as she puts milk into her cereal, “and why is it such a big deal?”

“because she’s cool and you can introduce me to her.” yunjin said in a duh tone. “she’s also hot.”

“nope.”

“what?”

“you stay away from yn.” chaewon says pointing her spoon at yunjin, “and I mean it stay away from her.”

“what,” yunjin whined, “you’re no fun, don’t you want me to be in love to be happy.” she exits the kitchen and walks past sakura, “tell chaewon unnie that I deserve to be in love.”

“what’s that about love?” chaewon turns to see sakura walking into the kitchen rubbing her eyes tiredly.

“yunjin wants me to introduce her to yn.” she sighs, “never gonna happen.”

“why?”

“did you seriously just ask me why?” chaewon asks dramatically, “yunjin doesn’t take relationships seriously and we already know about yn, that’s a disaster waiting to happen.”

sakura nods understandingly, “yeah, they’d destroy each other.”

“exactly and I will do everything in my power to make such they don’t cross paths.”

✮✮

chaewon’s plans definitely did not go as planned.

she tensely watched as yunjin looked at the other side of the room where paranoia stood, yn standing between her two other band members as they listened to their manager give them a lecture about goofing around.

the band and the girl group were invited to a event and the huge difference between their behaviours were very apparent, one group had media and behaviour training the other obviously didn’t.

yunjin couldn’t help but smile as she watched the trio barely pay attention to their manager’s words making him manager even more annoyed, obviously fed up with dumb, dumber and dumbest he walked off and sat with the rest of the managers.

yunjin wonders how it feels to be them, they’re so carefree when it comes to their music and behaviours yet are still so successful and loved, they’re not held up to the standard that her and her group are held up to, if she acted how those three acted she’d definitely be blacklisted.

that would actually be a great conversation starter…

yunjin moves from where she’s standing to make her way to the band, more preferably yn but is stopped by chaewon’s hand, “no.”

“I’m just gonna say hi.” yunjin says brushing off the leaders hand, “I’m not going to do anything bad trust me.” and with that she heads to the trio.

“this girl…” sakura puts her hand on chaewon’s shoulder, “hey, calm down, maybe she really is just saying hi.”

yeah right…

as yunjin makes her way to the band, she can overhear their conversation, which makes sense cause they’re definitely the loudest in the room.

“he’s definitely on his last straw.” one of the guys known as wonbin says laughing, “his face was so red.”

“I actually thought this morning was his last straw, when jay blew up the toilet,” yn says hitting jaehyun’s stomach who shoots her a dirty look.

“in my defence, I swear the people at the restaurant put laxatives in my pasta,”

yunjin scrunch’s up her face in disgust but makes her way closer to the band anyway, she was starting to feel a little nervous but she didn’t want to give chaewon the satisfaction of her turning around.

when she stands in front of them wonbin is the first to look at her, while yn and jaehyun’s had their faces in jaehyun’s phone.

“uh hello?” he says causing the other two to look up.

“hey, I just wanted to say I’m like such a big fan of your music, it’s crazy how popular you guys got in such a short amount of time.” yunjin says her heart racing as yn’s eyes scan her.

“I would say like your music too, but I don’t listen to lesserafim,” jaehyun says shamelessly causing yn to hit his stomach again and wonbin reaches over to hit the back of his head both of them hitting him at the same time.

“ow! what the fuck, you guys so are abusive.” he whines.

“you open your mouth and stupid comes out.” yn shakes her head before giving yunjin a nod of acknowledgement, “what he meant to say is thank you.” she gives yunjin a charming smile which makes yunjin just want to melt into a puddle, “chaewon unnie has mentioned you a couple of times, it’s nice to meet you.”

“no problem, I actually saw your manager chew you guys out, it must be fun to be so carefree.” she says watching as yn adjusts her baggy jeans, the band were the only people at this event not dressed formally which made them stand out.

her eyes focus on the tattoos on yn’s hands and can’t help but open her mouth, “is that real.”

“yeah it’s real.” yn says, “and yeah he’s always on us, it’s honestly like our daily ritual to piss him off.”

yunjin couldn’t help but laugh at the girls words not even paying attention to the two boys who definitely caught on the why yunjin is actually talking to them, giving each other a look above yn’s head.

there’s silence and yunjin is starting to take in how awkward this is getting, “well, it was nice to meet you guys I’m gonna go get a drink, you guys should come.” she says to them but her focus was on yn.

“we’re good.” wonbin says, “but yn was talking about being thirsty so…” he pushes the shorter girl towards yunjin, almost making her trip on her big platforms.

“trying to get rid of me?” yn teases, “don’t go making out when I’m gone.” she says walking away with yunjin who can’t help but giggle like a school girl at every word yn says.

“I like hot chicks!”

“that’s what they all say!”

they walk over to the table with has the drinks, yunjin picks up a water passing yn one as well, she watches as yn leans against the wall beside the table opening the water bottle.

“so…” yunjin trails off, “how’s life of fame treating you? it must be crazy, you debuted what like three months ago and I can’t escape your faces on the streets.” she jokes mentally patting herself on the back when yn laughs at her words.

“it’s been fun honestly,” yn says tucking some of her hair back revealing yet another tattoo on her back which spells out paranoia in hangul, “experiencing having a fanbase is the most fun, it’s crazy seeing that much people love you.”

“lots of fangirls for you huh?”

“boys actually.”

yunjin eyes open in surprise, “that’s a shocker.”

yn adjusts the ring on fingers and looks up at yunjin, “how so?”

instead of answering yn’s question her eyes trail down to the tatted hand and then her neck, “how many tats do you have?”

“only three.” yn says taking a sip of her water.

“where’s the third one?”

“most people find out about it on the third date.” yn responds teasingly raising a brow at yunjin who feels her face heat up slightly.

“oh really?” the taller girl asks, “lucky aren’t they?”

“I like to think so.”

yunjin chuckles, she’s never met someone who can talk to her like how she talks to them, “will I be lucky like them?”

“you’re quite forward aren’t you?”

“I like to talk.” yunjin shrugs.

“let’s see if you can talk when I’m done with you.” yn says before laughing at the look of yunjin’s face, “I’m joking, chaewon unnie told me to stay away from you.”

yunjin opens her mouth to protest, but is cut off by yn patting her shoulder, “thanks for the drink.” and with that she walks back over to band members.

“shit.”

“what?” asks before following chaewon’s eyes that are looking at a breathless yunjin and a yn walking away from her, obviously in a completely different place from where the band was meaning they went off alone with each other.

“oh…”

[femd-archive]

NEEDY

pairing: sadistic beauty — woo haesol x fem!reader

word counting: 1.7k

content warning: use of honorifics 'noona' & 'unnie' | sniffing panties | use of lingerie | feminization | fingering (m) | dumbification | use of toys (strap-on) | dirty talk | slight chest play | begging | aftercare

summary: you catch haesol masturbating to you

📎 side note: english is not my first lenguage, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes.

"I'm heading off" you announce in the doorstep as you put your shoes on. At the same time you're picking up your purse, Haesol comes from the kitchen, wearing his cute pink apron as he dries his hands off with a hand-towel.

"Good luck today, noona" he breaks in one of his sweet smiles, making your heart melt.

"You have a day off today?" you ask, stretching your arms to motion him to come closer. He gets comfortable in your arms as you squeeze him in a warm hug.

"Yeah, the professor called in sick so the class got suspended" he answers.

"Lucky boy" you mutter, tickling him so slightly in his tummy but he stills wiggles away while giggling. "I'm going now. I'll see you later" sharing a short kiss on the lips, you sadly let him go from your arms to walk to the door.

"See you later" he waves at you from the door, and it's not until he sees you get into the elevator that he returns back into your shared apartment.

In the next few hours, Haesol cleaned the apartment upside down; chopped some veggies to freeze them for future meals; water the little plants he buyed from the store down the street and he loved with all his heart; he readed some books that were required for his next proyect and did some exercises from those yoga videos he found on YouTube.

Finally done with all his tasks, he took a relaxing bath with all the products that you buyed for him on your work trips. He always insist to not buy anything for him, but you can't help but want to spoil your pretty boy.

After taking his time in the bathtub, he also took his time drying himself off. As he dryed the last droplets of his wet hair, with his free hand he started to open his drawers to find some clean clothes. His body freezes for a moment and his cheeks started to feel hot when he sees the sight of your red panties on top of all his other underewear.

Shaky hands stretch forward to grab the piece of clothing. Why was it there? Have you confused your drawers with his and you just throw it in there? That's pretty possible.

Curiosity wins over him. «What if they are dirty? I might need to put them in the next batch of dirty clothes» is what Haesol thinks, and there's only one way to really know if they are dirty or not. Trembling with excitment, he brings the panties up to his face and closer to his nose, taking a long sniff to them.

He took his conclusion right away: they were not dirty, but the specific fragance of your cloth softener makes his mind full of you and his body reacts right away, it always does when it comes to you.

As he closes his eyes and get lost in your scent, his free hand is already reaching for the bulge forming under his white towel, gropping it as he imagines it's your own hand. Soon enough, the towel falls to his feet, and his hard cock springs up, proudly standing.

Wrapping his hand around it, he starts with soft strokes along the shaft, more focused on sniffing away your panties.

"Ah...noona ~" he moans on the low, his hand taking speed on his dick as he really tries his best to think is you. In his already delusional state, he can swear he feels the warmth of your chest hitting his back as your own hands strokes his pathetic dick. "More...more, please!" he pleads in whispers, tears already forming in his eyes.

"You're already this hard for just smelling my panties? What a naughty girl" he hears you tease him in his ear, and he gasps. "Why don't you wear them? You'll look really pretty wearing them for me, won't you baby?"

"Yes...yes" he answers to nobody, regardless, he still follows your imaginary order.

With a few water droplets still falling from his back, he waste no more time and put your red panties on. They are tight around the waist and surely do not cover his whole dick, but still combines with his pale skin and slim figure.

"There you go, princess. Now, why don't you show noona how you play with your pussy yourself?"

Heasol's face feels even hotter than it already was, but who was he to deny you?

Taking the lube bottle that was in display on your night stand, he lies down on the bed and pushes the panties aside to display his already twitching hole. Squirting some of the lube on two of his fingers, he teases his hole a little bit to finally insert the two digits slowly inside him. Mouth agape, he throws his head back in pleasure as he starts softly thrusting his fingers in and out.

"Oh...fuck" he mumbles, bitting his bottom lip down as he starts to add speed on his fingers, his neglected dick twitching painfully on his tummy. "Ah ~ noona, please..." he cries, "fuck me, please. Noona...noona" he calls out for you as his mind start to feel fuzzy.

He was so gone that he didn't even hear you come back.

"I'm home ~" you announce, trying to sound as cheerful as you can after a long day in college.

As you take your shoes off in the entrance, you wait for your cute boyfriend to come skipping and jump into you as he showers your face with 'welcome home' kisses; but even after taking your coat off, he isn't there.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you start searching for him around the apartment. In a general view he wasn't at the kitchen nor outside in the balcony, sometimes he liked to keep company to his little plants after all; he also wasn't sleeping on the couch, wich you find good since you don't want him to hurt his neck; opening the bathroom door, you see that it's all foggy, so it's a sign that he took a bath no long ago.

Finally knowing where he was, you walk upstairs to search for him in your bedroom, and sure as hell he was in there.

The whole room was filled with his moans and whimpers, along with the squelching sounds of his long fingers fucking in him again and again and again. It was no rare sight to see him this ruined for you, but for him to get himself in that state? That sure is new.

"Haesol?" you call out to him, making him midly snap from his trance, but it only makes him whine and cry even more as he, with his two hands, spreads his cheeks to show his hole at your mercy.

"Please noona...come fuck my needy pussy" he cries out. And that was enough reason for you to move faster than ever in your life, fetching your strap on the way to bed.

"Fuck...are those my panties?" you finally took notice of that, and how good they looked on him. A simple whimper of him answered your question, and you didn't need anything more than that. "Such a needy girl, couldn't wait for unnie to come home?"

Haesol shakes his head no. "Needed you...needed you so bad unnie" he whines.

"I can see it...fuck, you're so wet for me already" finally securing your strap-on on your hipss, you take the dildo and slap it a little bit on your boyfriend's wet hole. "Want me in?"

"Yes! Please, please, please unnie...fuck me" he begs with his sweet broken voice. And you don't need any more motivation than that.

With a simple thrust, the whole toy inserted inside him so easily, making Haesol throw his head back once again, and you smile at his reactions. You feel yourself getting wet at the simple thought of being the one that makes him feel this good.

The bedroom fills once again with your boyfriend's moans and your breathy ones.

Heasol's hands come under your shirt and pull it up enough to make your tits visible, still with your bra on. He then removes the cups upwards, freeing them. His warm hands started massaging and playing with them as he starts pouting at you.

"Kiss...kiss" he started mumbling, teary eyes looking at your lips and then your eyes once again. And how can you deny such a puppy look.

Without reducing your speed, you bend down to capture your boyfriend's lips with yours, sharing a heated kiss where his moans melted in your tongue as he traps your body with his arms and legs.

"Cum...'lease...please let me cum" he begs between cries. "I've been good...I've been so good. Please...let me cum"

"I guess you've been. Cleaning the house down, being a good student and taking care of me like the cute housewife you are, aren't you?" you chuckle as you see him nod his head yes. "Then cum for me, baby"

He lets out a last cry, his grip on you getting weaker as he comes in white ropes, dirtying his naked chest and even getting some of it in his face. You help him ride his orgasm with softer thrusts, reducing the speed to none as you pepper his face with sweet kisses as he gasps for air.

"There you go, you did so good for me baby" you whisper sweet nothings in his ear, helping him calm down.

His limbs go numb, letting you go completely as he now lies on the bed, knocked out and soft snoring. You chuckle to yourself as you get out of bed to get wet wipes and a bottle of water from the kitchen.

You clean him up and dress him in fresh clothes to sleep comfortably. Once you tuck him in, you take a shower before getting back in bed with him, cuddling him closer to you.

"Silly boy, you never tell me how much you need me until I gotta see you all needy like this" you scold him slightly, though you know he might not hear you in his unconscious state.

Smiling at his sleeping figure, you leave a kiss on his forehead as you snuggle up to him to get some rest as well. You'll get to see his flustered face in the morning when you refresh his mind with all that you've done tonight.

[k-germsworld]

New Year

Eunha x M! Reader

Requested

1.5k words

Today is December 31st, and everyone is busy welcoming the new year. Of course, I am no exception. I am also busy preparing for the new year. But before that, I have a more important thing to do. I have to pick up my girlfriend and spend it together to make this year even more perfect. I went to a stadium to find my girlfriend, she was busting for her performance. I am here to support my girlfriend. So I find a place, sit down, and wait for the show to start.

After waiting for a while, the show started. We can see three people standing on the stage, yes they are Viviz. They performed their famous songs such as Bop Bop, Loevade, Pull Up, and Maniac. Their serious attitude towards performing fascinates me so much. 

Time flies, and their performance is over.  At this time, I received a message asking me to go to the waiting room. After seeing it, I felt very happy and packed up my things and went to the waiting room. The moment I opened the door, someone rushed to me and hugged me. "Babe, you are finally here, I miss you so much.” The person hugging me is Viviz Eunha, my girlfriend. “I miss you too, babe.” I smiled and patted her head. Eunha and I have been together for a year and a half, and no one else has noticed these days. 

"Go, go on a date quickly. Stop hugging here.” Sinb said jokingly. “Yes, oppa faster go date with Eunha unnie and remember don't go back to dorm tonight.” Umji also urged them to hurry up and go on a date. We couldn't resist, so I helped Eunha pack her things and held her hand to leave the stadium.  Sinb and Umji also happily waved goodbye to us. Since it's already dark, many places are starting to get lively. We also visited beautiful places. I also took many beautiful photos of Eunha.

We had a lot of fun and talked about how we met and how we fell in love with each other.  Eunha felt hungry after her performance and also walked so much that I took her to a nearby restaurant to eat delicious food. But due to my negligence, I just remembered that I had to make a reservation, and every restaurant was almost full.  In desperation, we had to take away.  Although I was sorry for Eunha, Eunha was considerate and did not blame me. 

We waited almost 30 minutes to get our food.  After taking it, we happily went home to enjoy it. After arriving home, we enjoyed the food together.  While eating, Eunha kept sharing her recent interesting stories with me. Watching her tell her recent story so cutely made me smile uncontrollably. “Why are you looking at me and smiling? Is there something on my face?” "No, it's just that you look cute when you tell stories.” She hit me shyly. All these actions of hers make me think she is so cute. She couldn't stop me laughing, so she had to pretend to be angry to make me stop laughing. I had to stop smiling quickly and coax her back.

When she saw that I was coaxing her, she looked happy and continued her story. While Eunha was telling the story, we were both drinking the beer we just bought at the convenience store. Since we were drinking without restraint, we finished it quickly. Under the influence of alcohol, our bodies are very hot. As our eyes met and the atmosphere was filled with lust, I kissed Eunha. She didn't reject me and responded to my kiss. We were having a passionate kiss and I stuck my tongue into her mouth.  Her hands were also on my face.  We all heard each other gasp.

Just as my hand reached her tits, Eunha stopped me. "Babe, wait a minute. I'm sweating a lot now. Let me take a shower first.” I felt a little frustrated, and she just happened to notice my frustration. "Don't be sad, I'll finish the shower soon. I'll make it very clean for you.” Eunha said and winked at me. Seeing how cute she was, I decided to wait for her to bathe. She walked into the shower room, turned on the shower, and tested the water temperature. After she adjusted the temperature to a temperature that suited her, she took off her clothes and started taking a shower. After she took a shower for a while, I opened the door to the shower room naked. Eunha was frightened by the sudden opening of the door. I stood in front of the door and looked at the naked Eunha. 

The water kept flowing on Eunha's body, passing from her body through her chest and her legs before dripping to the ground.  The water flowing on Eunha's body made her very sexy, and it also made me erect. Seeing my erection, she smiled at me and invited me to take a shower with her. She took me to get my whole body wet and then turned off the water. She rubbed the shower gel evenly on my body including my cock of course. I was enjoying Eunha's massage selflessly. She made me covered in bubbles. 

At this time, I also decided to help her and spread the shower gel evenly on her body. After I spread all the shower gel evenly on her body, my hands are just playing with her tits. Seeing her tits covered with bubbles made me very horny. She turned around and leaned against the wall, her ass twerking on my cock. "Babe, did you like how I am cleaning you?” “Yes, I fucking love it.” My hands still kept playing with her tits. "Then you should make sure that I am clean like you, otherwise…..” Eunha didn't finish her words and opened the water to clean all the soap away. After the soap was rinsed off， Eunha’s wet hair and body fascinated me. I couldn't hold it in any longer and kissed Eunha while the water was still running. 

We kissed so passionately that the water flowed into our mouths, and we couldn't tell whether it was water or our saliva. Eunha's hand kept stroking my hard cock while my hand kept wandering between her tits and ass. "Baby, use your mouth to clean my cunt. You didn't clean it properly just now.” Eunha stopped the kiss and said. I smirked, faster get down and start to clean her pussy. Her pussy is wet as fuck, I don't know whether the running water caused it or because of my licking. “Fuck, babe. You cleaning my pussy so good, keep doing it.” Eunha makes me more proactive, I licked her pussy with my mouth and fingered her at the same time. Under the double stimulation, she also had an orgasm. 

“You are so good, let me give you some award,” she said breathlessly. She took my cock in her mouth, and her warm mouth and the flowing cold water gave me a different kind of pleasure, making me want to cum so fast. “Eunha, no. I am cumming so soon.” Since I hadn’t done it for so long, and it was a special blowjob, I came very quickly. She swallowed all my semen without any resistance. "Thanks for the cum, babe. Fuck me, now.” she turned off the water. I slowly put my cock into her pussy. The moment I put it in, Eunha moaned. “You are so big in me. I didn't even know you were that big when I blew you.” "Now you know, I have always been so big and I have never lied to you about my size.” I lifted her thighs in the air to fuck her deeper. From slow thrusting to fast, and then from fast to slow, Eunha was caught off guard and climaxed again. “Babe, you are so good at fucking me, continue please until you cum inside me.” After hearing this, of course, I had no hesitation and continued to fuck her. Now Eunha is like a koala hanging on my body, allowing me to fuck her better.

The time is getting closer and closer to 12 am, and many people are getting ready to countdown excitedly. We heard the noise outside while we were still having sex in the shower room. As the time came closer, my thrusts became faster and faster.

“5….”

“4….”

“3….”

“2….”

“1….” 

“Happy New Year!!!” The crowd outside was counting down excitedly.  I kept speeding up as they counted down

As the fireworks bloom, we also usher in 2024.  And while the fireworks went off I also shot my semen into her. Eunha and I leaned against each other tiredly. “Eunha, Happy New Year!!” 

I said to her happily. “Happy New Year!!” She also said to me. “I love you so much, Eunha.” “Me too.” After we expressed our love to each other, we kissed again. The fireworks outside seemed to never stop blooming, and we never stopped kissing until the fireworks stopped.

[sereneres]

“parentz/minyn’s ‘honey mo…” ¹˙⁵

kim minji x 6th member!reader / 1.5k

summary. — “parentz/minyn’s ‘honey moon’, ‘parents’, and ‘divorced’ eras in 7 minutes and 22 seconds.”

warnings. — this is formatted like a youtube video, similar to this by @/jihyoruri / all of the members are in this

🎬 — honeymoon era

“wow.” hanni said, shaking her head in mock disappointment as she clicked her tongue at the sigh before her. “we’re in public, guys, try to have some decency.”

the camera panned to you sitting on minji’s lap, the latter’s head on your shoulder.

[ayo?? 🤨🤨🤨]

“i’m only sitting on her lap, unnie.” you told the girl, exasperated. “and besides, you were sitting on minji-unnie’s lap literally a few minutes ago.”

“yeah, but she wasn’t holding me like that.” the vietnamese pointed at minji’s arms, which were around your waist, and her hands, which were folded on top of your stomach.

[parentz caught in 4k 📸]

“that’s because she kept sliding off.” minji argued, readjusting her hold on you. “she’s taller than you are, hanni, and her pants are more slippery compared to yours.”

“my pants and her pants are literally made out of the same material, unnie.” hanni said, rolling her eyes. “if you’re going to make up an excuse, at least make up a good one.”

“i think it’s less about the pants and more about our height, hanni-unnie.” you said, smiling innocently at the older girl.

“hey, i’m not that short-”

“but you are, unnie – you’re literally the shortest member of our group.”

[yn was not playing around whatsoever 💀]

“just let me pay for it, minji-unnie.”

the older girl scoffed, gently pushing your hand away from the cashier. “as your unnie, yn, i can’t let you do that. let me pay for it.”

[she really used the ‘i’m older’ card lol-]

“this type of thing happens all the time.” hyein commented, shaking her head. “you’d think that one of them would cave and just let the other pay, but that never happens.”

“yah, you guys are holding up the line!” hanni said, gesturing to the growing line behind the group. “hurry it up already!”

[those people do not look happy lmfao]

“why not do do rock paper scissors?” danielle suggested. “whoever loses can pay the next time.”

[danielle is newjeans’ angel, both figuratively and literally]

“alright. rock, paper, scissors-”

you, having closed your eyes, peaked them open to see that minji had picked rock and that you had picked paper.

“ah…”

“woo!” you cheered, turning to the tired-looking cashier and handing him the money. “thank you! sorry for holding up the line!”

[he looks so tired of them 💀]

“i should’ve picked scissors.” minji pouted as the six – seven, including the cameraman – of you walked out the store. you giggled, linking your arms together and resting your head on her shoulder. “don’t be sad, unnie, you can pay next time, like dani-unnie said.”

[ngl, this makes me feel single asf 🫠]

“by the way,” haerin said to the camera, her voice low and barely being picked up by the mic. “it’s not even their money they’re spending. it’s manager-unnie’s.”

[oop- 🫢]

🎬 — parents era

“-and that’s a wrap! good job, yn-ah. you nailed it today.”

“thank you.” you murmur, taking off your headphones. “oh, and before i leave, i’d like to tell you that hyein currently has a cold, so please be patient with her today.”

[aaaaaaaa yn <333]

“yes, i’m aware, minji also told me about her cold while she was here.” your ceo told you, clearly amused.

“ah, she did?” you asked, cheeks flushing a light pink. “she didn’t mention doing so.”

“yes, she did.” the older woman said as she chuckled. “she even told me to be patient as well.”

[hyein’s parents love her so much lol]

“have you guys eaten yet?” (hanni)

“du-du~ bam-bam-baaa~ *insert opera singing here*” (danielle??? in the background)

“…most of them are saying that they have.” (haerin)

“that’s good! it’s almost, like, 8 o’clock right now, so it would be pretty worrying if they haven’t eaten yet. for those who haven’t eaten, make sure you eat something soon!” (danielle)

[danielle is an angel x2]

“‘have you eaten?’”(haerin)

“not yet. we just came back to the dorms like, an hour ago from practice, so…” (danielle)

“we were going to get some take out, but then minji-unnie and yn said that we’ve already gotten take-out three times this week.” (hanni)

“both yn-unnie and minji-unnie are currently in the kitchen making food for us to eat, and hyein is helping them, i think.” (haerin)

[i don’t think i need to say much about this lol]

soon after that, yn also went on an audio live.

“‘you take care of your unnies and younger members so well that they probably think of you as their mom.’ really?”

[yes, really.]

“huh, i never realized i was like that. if anything, i thought you guys would say that about minji-unnie. she’s the one with all the ‘minji being newjeans’ mother’ videos…”

[oh shit, has she seen my videos?? *insert shameless self plug here*]

“anyway, i never saw myself as a ‘mom’ figure to anyone. hyein, maybe, but she’s our maknae, so…”

🎬 — divorced era (which didn’t really last long tbh)

“they’re asking what we did earlier today.” haerin reported, moving back from the camera so that your fans wouldn't just be looking at her eyes and nose throughout the entire live.

“well, we had practice of course,” danielle said, lips pursing as she tried to remember what the six of you had done. “and after that…”

“we went out to eat for the first time in like, months.” hanni finished, smiling cheekily. “it was soooo good.”

“we ate went out to eat just last week, hanni-unnie.” you said, smacking the older girl’s arm playfully. she laughed before jokingly rubbed her arm, mouthing the word ow to the camera.

[hanni and yn, the second tom and jerry of newjeans lol]

“oh, and this was the first time yn-unnie and minji-unnie didn’t argue over the bill!” hyein remarked, scrolling through the comments on her phone. “minji-unnie just gave the money to the cashier and yn-unnie didn’t even say anything.”

[trouble in paradise?]

“oh yeah, that was pretty weird.” hanni said, discretely nudging hyein. “it’s like, never happened before, so we were all pretty surprised.”

“well, there’s always a first time for everything.” danielle murmured quietly, glancing at both yn and minji before saying in a louder voice, “the food was really good though. it was sort of pricey, but good.”

[smooth dani to the rescue.]

“man, we saw so many binky light sticks at the music show,” hanni said, sighing happily. “we really enjoyed seeing you guys there, and i hope you guys managed to get some of the gifts we gave out!”

“oh, someone asked, ‘what gifts?’.” danielle said, pointing at the comment on her phone and showing yn and haerin, who were sitting beside her. “yn-ssi, why don’t you tell us about the gifts hanni-nim was talking about?”

amused, you decided to play along, even going so far as to grab your water bottle and place it under your mouth as if it were a mic.

“well, danielle-nim, the gifts hanni-nim was talking about are distributed at a certain location near the venue of our music shows.” you say, picking up your phone. “and if you follow our twitter, newjeans-underscore-ador, you will get tweets on where these locations are, like this one.”

you raise your phone to the camera, showing off the tweet that had been posted that morning.

“…what kind of broadcast is this?” hyein asked from behind the two of you, staring judgementally at you and danielle.

you both laugh, startling haerin which made the two of you laugh harder. behind you, minji was spaced out, a undiscernible look in her eyes. hanni sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder with a sympathetic look on her face.

[there is no heterosexual explanation for either of those actions lmfao]

“moving on,” you say, pulling your phone back as your laughter gradually turned into giggles. “hanni-unnie is right. seeing all your binky light sticks really made my day!”

“‘they looked like hearts’.” haerin read out loud before nodding her agreement. “they did look like hearts – tiny, colorful, glowing hearts.”

“hearts…” you repeat, mindlessly raising your hand and creating half of a heart with it. instead of completing the heart with her own hand as she normally did, though, all minji did was stare at it blankly.

[oh- that’s not good.]

fortunately, haerin noticed your hand awkwardly hanging in the air and shifted towards you subtly, looking at the camera as she moved her hand to yours to complete the heart.

you smile at her thankfully, though it's obvious that you were a little upset by minji’s actions, or rather, a lack thereof.

[ㅠㅠ]

🎬 — and here's a bonus clip of just the two of them talking about their ‘divorce’ lol

“some people are asking about our… divorce??” (yn)

“we had a divorce?… wait, we were married????” (minji)

[am i the only person who thinks minji asking that was funny?]

“i think it’s our ship name, unnie. y’know, ‘parentz’?” (yn)

“oh yeah, that��� why are they saying we got a divorce??” (minji)

“apparently, we looked upset with each other last week during the live.” (yn)

“ah, yeah, last week…” (minji)

“sorry guys, we can't talk about it too much ‘cuz it was pretty personal and not something we’d like to share, but don’t worry. we weren't angry at each other or anything, minji-unnie was just worried about me.” (yn)

“worried is an understatement.” (minji)

“anyway, as i said, don't worry. minji-unnie and i are perfectly fine now!” (yn)

“describe ‘perfectly fine’.” (minji)

“…”

“okay, okay, sorry, honey, i won’t joke about it again, stop glaring at me like that.” (minji)

“…”

“*ahem* moving on…” (minji)

[lol someone’s sleeping on the couch tonight – AND DID YOU CATCH WHAT MINJI SAID?? ‘honey’?!? anyway, thank you for watching, make sure to like and subscribe, and i’ll see you next time <3]

previous. / pairz. / next.

[pupyuj]

More shy g!p wonyoung thoughts please🙏

so glad you asked anon, these thoughts have been plaguing my mind for the longest time! 🫠🫠

yea she definitely stutters, trips over her own words, and quite literally bites her tongue whenever she's trying to ask for what she needs, but she doesn't shy away from pleasure! staring down at you while you're kneeled on the ground pulling off her boxers, her face flushed, breathing heavily, one hand covering her face a little bit bcs she's so embarrassed and the other gripping the sheets hard... baby hates it when you tease her, especially with your tongue 🫠🫠 giving her shaft as well as her tip short licks,, making her whine and squirm where she was sitting,, "u-unnie... stop..." she says helplessly, but you're a bit mean so you ignore her :(((

no matter how many times you give her head, she never knows what to do with herself 😭 she's just whining and moaning while you work your mouth on her cock,, and you have to grab one of her hands and put it on your head, urging her to do something... which she does most of the time! wony loves pulling at your hair 🥰🥰 she gets giddy whenever you let her control your pace, either she's pulling you up and down her cock at a fast face or pushing you so fucking deep down that you choke which she so fucking loves... very much obsessed with doing the latter action bcs she loves coming down your throat and hearing you gag on her cum 😵‍💫

mmsnshdhfdk definitely asks to fuck you in public, or at least around people, if she's needy enough... like at a department store??? you're hanging out at a chanel pop-up and here comes wony tugging at your sleeve.. her face so red you thought it might explode 😭 and she doesn't say anything.. but you look down to find that tent in her pants and you immediately knew 😵‍💫 but ofc.. being the evil unnie that you are, you don't drag her away to the bathroom and let her fuck you,, nope! instead, you pulled her close so she would be backhugging you, making it look like you're just being super sweet to your girlfriend by having her look at the jewelry along with you but really you have your ass right up against her bulge, moving slightly ever so often... the sounds of wony's heavy breathing against your ear making you smirk and just push into her more,, and somehow nobody suspects a thing 😭😭

omggggg do that enough and wony will definitely come in her pants 😵‍💫 laughing while you're pulling her towards your car, poor baby can't even lift her head :((( and even in the ride home you're torturing her,, putting your hand nowhere near her cock even though you knew how much she needed to get off properly,,, and letting go of her hand whenever she tries to out yours on her bulge :(((

hdhejejdksd finally reaching home and insisting that you undress her,, making fun of her drench boxers??? wony could cry,, but she was kinda pissed 😳😳

"what's with that look, baby? are you mad at unnie?"

oh, you knew she was.

"y-you're too mean..."

you bit your lip, leaning back on the bed, "ah... i guess you're right. looks like i need some punishing then, hm?" you asked, feeling your pussy clench at the way wony's eyes darkened,,,

wony will definitely have you screaming her name while you're bent over the bed, head pulled back by your hair while she pounds your ass like she never has before... 🤤🤤🤤

[silantryoo]

BONUS [ LIKEALOOK ] — you owe me

minjeong's dorm, 12:12 am.

WARNINGS ; blood, mild violence, physical violence, god complex, slut shaming, victim blaming, victim complex (3.6k)

minjeong wasn't mediocre.

as soon as she could form thoughts, minjeong knew that she was worth something more.

yangsan was charming, in a sense. it was littered with people who knew each other, who would attend the same recitals, and talk about the same problems. soon enough, minjeong found herself walking by the same couple of faces daily, waving at the same people and thanking the same adults.

it was monotonous, and there was nothing more annoying than boredom.

minjeong had always wished that her parents had worked harder like she did. she wished that they would've put more effort into pleasing her, even if they would bend their backs to get her whatever she desired.

it wasn't so she could get rewarded for her efforts. it was because she deserved it. it was because she had always done everything right, because she was right.

she was kim minjeong. she needed the best in order to continue to be the best.

soon, she had outgrown yangsan.

minjeong had begged her parents to go to high school in seoul, despite living across the country. her brother, kim minseo, decided to stay behind, not wanting to restart the life he had built, to stay with his girlfriend.

at least, that was what minjeong had said to the girls.

she refused to show the truth, the hardships and tears that her parents went through as a young kim minjeong threatened to run away if she didn't get what she wanted. she refused to relive the berating of her younger brother as he tried to convince her that their parents would nearly go bankrupt if she kept asking for something beyond their reach, or how he decided to stay in yangsan to lessen the burden of taking care of funds (and how he dropped out to work a crappy job to help with the situation).

kim minjeong didn't care, because she always got what she deserved.

being in the capital of south korea was her right. being in one of the SKYS, being with the girl was her right.

kim minjeong would never settle for less.

y/n could hear the door rattling, the hinges shaking at every pound of yuri's fist.

her stomach churned, the thought of seeing her now ex-friend nearly making her sick. she had tagged along despite the gnawing in the back of her head, telling her that seeing minjeong was essentially a death sentence.

in her head, y/n assumed that everything would be fine. she assumed that it would hurt less than jimin, less than wonyoung.

she was wrong.

"unnie..." she clenched her eyes tightly, tugging on the back of yuri's sweater. "i changed my mind."

minjeong broke her, in a way.

it lingered like cheap, store-bought alcohol. it was a deep, unsettling feeling like her chest had been weighed down by something and she wasn't sure what. y/n didn't know what to think except why. why had minjeong - someone she loved so deeply - betrayed her like this?

kim minjeong was her best friend, her sister.

(and despite everything, she didn't want yuri to knock minjeong's tooth out.)

"minju-unnie, do something." y/n looked over to the older kim, face void of emotion. "jiwonnie?" she turned to the younger, finding her expression the exact same.

y/n couldn't help but sigh.

she had always wanted someone in her corner, especially growing up as an only child. y/n wanted someone who she loved unconditionally, and who loved her the same. sure, she had amazing parents, but she had always yearned for the connection that everyone seemed to have.

she could live without romantic love, like the winter could live without snow. but it was different when it came to friendship - to family.

everyone had someone they could call their family. wonyoung had hyunseo, her younger half-sister whom the older jang swore she would protect. yuri had minju (and jiwon by default) who, even though they weren't blood-related, had always spent her holidays with the kims. even jimin had aeri, the two more akin to sisters than friends up until recently.

y/n had minjeong. at least she thought she did.

the door creaked open, letting the warm air blow through the small crevice. minjeong popped her head out, glaring at yuri as her eyes adjusted to the corridor light.

y/n missed when minjeong's presence felt like family.

minjeong opened her mouth to speak, but as she glanced over at y/n, everything seemed to stop.

"y/n?"

jo yuri wasn't strong, not physically. but what minjeong lacked in bite, yuri compensated by tenfold.

she rammed the door wide open, using her entire body weight to send minjeong stumbling back, landing on her rear. yuri fell along with her, nearly landing beside her if it weren't for y/n suddenly holding her steady.

"that hurt like hell." yuri whined, ignoring minju rolling her eyes. the kim would have to scold her later.

"you could've just pushed the door open." jiwon scratched her cheek as the older girl rubbed her shoulder.

y/n looked at minjeong, watching as she looked between all of them. the older girl looked frightened, and it broke her heart to know that she was the cause of it.

"i didn't think about that."

she wondered if minjeong felt the same.

"y/n," the kim's eyes met hers. "she hurt me."

y/n could feel the pain bubbling in her chest. it hurt to see minjeong like this, and it hurt even more that she didn't want to help.

kim minjeong was a stranger.

"i'll do it again!" yuri tried to lunge forward, being held back by y/n as minjeong stood up.

the two were equally versed but y/n was afraid that yuri would end up biting a chunk out of minjeong given the circumstances.

y/n looked at her, hoping that her minjeong - the one she would talk to during her lowest points and the one who she ran to whenever anything happened - was still there.

she wasn't.

(or maybe, she never existed.)

"let's just go, unnie." y/n gripped yuri's shoulder lightly. the sinking in her chest was starting to get too overwhelming.

yuri didn't care, at least not right now. not when y/n seemed more torn up over minjeong than wonyoung (and it took minju convincing her for ten minutes straight to not jump the volleyball player).

minju stared at y/n, watching as tears started to form in her eyes. gently, she rested her hand on yuri's other shoulder, motioning to y/n. she could feel yuri relax.

hurting minjeong would hurt y/n more (for now. but if yuri ever got a chance...)

she turned to y/n, smiling softly. wordlessly, yuri nodded, and y/n finally felt the connection she had so desperately longed for.

y/n knew she would survive.

the girls turned to leave, and minjeong could see that her last chance was nearly out of her grasp. she couldn't let y/n go, not now, not ever.

minjeong whined like a toddler whose toy got taken away. "you're gonna leave me here?"

y/n stopped, looking down as guilt and anger began to wrack her body. jiwon looked at the older girl, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

"unnie?"

"i didn't want to do it!" minjeong tried to reason, grasping at anything that would make y/n stay. "you have to believe me!"

yuri inhaled, fighting all the thoughts and urges to rip a clump of hair out of minjeong's (unfortunately) unscathed scalp. she'd find another time to jump the girl, hopefully soon.

y/n turned around, her cheeks wet from the stream of tears cascading down her face. "it didn't look like that."

"y/n." minju faced the girl, shaking her head. "don't talk to her."

"shut up, minju." minjeong snarled. this was her chance. she just needed y/n to listen. "i did it out of love. i knew if you saw how jimin would just fuck any girl then-"

y/n scoffed.

"what is it?" losing someone never got easier, but losing family seemed to hurt the worst. "did she make you fuck her? or did you do it to 'show' me?"

minjeong looked down, void of guilt as she tried to find any excuse to justify her actions. she knew she was in the right, especially since she did everything for y/n, for love.

love conquers all, even logic.

"tell me the truth." y/n could feel her voice starting to break. she could feel herself getting weighed down by the confusion. she could feel herself getting ripped to shreds. "tell me why."

minjeong couldn't help but love the way y/n looked in the dark. she loved how her cheeks flushed, and the way her voice cracked as she begged for her.

she wanted - needed - y/n, every teardrop, and every whine.

"i knew it." y/n ignored jiwon's attempts to get her out of the room, letting her emotions take the better of her. "i trusted you, minjeong. i trusted you with my life. i would've never done this to you... ever."

y/n prayed it was a lie. this couldn't be her minjeong, her best friend who she trusted fully with her life. she prayed that it was some sick joke, like all of this was a prank and a television crew would come out, shoving a camera in her face.

but it was too real. the pain felt too real.

"i don't understand." y/n let a sob slip out, and minjeong couldn't help but note the pain that was caused by her, for her. "i thought you were my best frien-"

y/n loved her. she had to.

"i love you." minjeong stood up, walking closer to y/n. "i loved you since the day i met you, since the day i knew that you were mine."

y/n looked at minjeong.

she could smell the cup noodles that lay empty on minjeong's desk. she could hear the soft hum of her laptop, churning the heat out of its system. she could feel the warm air basking around her, like a soft blanket.

but all y/n could feel was shock.

"...what?"

minjeong needed y/n. she needed to be y/n's everything - her pain, her sorrows, her love, her lust. she needed the pretty girl that you find on screen to be hers and only hers.

y/n was her reward, her trophy for being an outstanding person and and even better lover.

it was written in stone.

"i know you love me back, y/n." minjeong had never been more hopeful in her life. she knew that everything at this moment was because of everything she did right. "this hurts you because you love me back, right? because you and i are meant to be. i'm yours and you're mine."

y/n could feel her ears ringing.

"what the fuck..." yuri covered her mouth, looking at the kims, whose eyes were wide open.

"i've always treated you right. i've always done everything right." she did all the research, all the tips and tricks. she did it all for y/n. "i never said no to you, i let you be happy, i let you do whatever you want. i did everything right, right?"

y/n couldn't breathe.

she felt disgusted, almost violated. she had trusted minjeong with her life, and the entire time, the older girl had ulterior motives.

(and deep down, y/n knew that she was the reason why she had ended up with jimin in the first place.)

minjeong kept her gaze locked on the younger girl. she could feel her heart beating out of her chest.

y/n wanted to see her, despite having her heart broken by her. she chose to be near minjeong. it meant something. it had to.

"i'm sorry."

minjeong furrowed her eyebrows.

"i don't love you, minjeong."

minjeong had never been denied anything. she had gotten into all the SKYS, gotten all the scholarships, and gotten all the love from her parents.

it wasn't supposed to be like this.

"what?"

"i've never seen you that way, minjeong." minjeong shook her head furiously, refusing to believe the words coming out of y/n's mouth. "you were always just my friend, maybe a sister at most."

this wasn't right. this wasn't how it was supposed to play out.

"but i did everything you wanted!" she had sacrificed her time, her money. "i even let you fuck whoever you want!"

"she was never yours, minjeong." minju glared at minjeong.

"shut the hell up!" minjeong gritted her teeth. minju had no right to take away what was hers. "you're acting like your girlfriend doesn't fuck bitches on the side."

yuri's eyes widened, trailing over to minju. to her left, jiwon was expressionless.

"what?" chaewon had always hidden her phone until recently. even at the party, it looked like the older girl was actively avoiding someone. "chaewon wouldn't."

she trusted chaewon. minjeong had to be lying.

"ask jimin." minju could feel the air being sucked out of her lungs. "she has videos of everything chaewon does for her."

minju hated crying.

she hated getting her makeup ruined. she hated the way streaks would carve away parts of her foundation, and how her eyes would sting as her mascara mixed with her tears. she hated how weak and vulnerable she felt, like her mask had been stripped away and she was back to being that ten year old holding her sister as they both sobbed at the thought of their family being ripped apart.

minju never cried.

she never cried at her graduation, or her eighteenth birthday. she didn't cry when her grandma died. she didn't even cry when chaewon and her broke up.

but she cried when she found out her parents divorced.

"unnie?"

jiwon hadn't seen her sister cry in years.

"you fucking bitch!" y/n quickly grabbed yuri's waist, pulling her back as she tried to jump at minjeong. making one of them cry was pushing it, but two was too much.

minju couldn't stop the tears anymore. no matter how hard she tried to hold it back, all she could think of was chaewon, of how much she loved her and how much it hurt.

minju wiped her tears quickly, but nothing helped as she stared at her younger sister.

"ji" she was supposed to be stronger for her. "i'm sorry."

jiwon was at her limit.

she could forgive minjeong for leaving her at the party. in fact, she already did. jiwon forgave her, despite the fear she had when yujin and gaeul had left her and an extremely drunk rei alone. she could forgive minjeong for how she never checked up on her after, and how she pretended that jiwon didn't exist outside of the group.

she couldn't forgive this.

"it's not my fault chaewon's a whore." minjeong loved the rush of seeing someone so hurt. "minju's always liked girls she could never ge-"

jiwon was always the stronger kim.

a loud thud echoed through the room, and jiwon could feel her knuckle make contact with minjeong's cheekbone. the force of all the pent up anger (which honestly felt good to release) sent minjeong stumbling back, craddling her cheek.

yuri looked at the younger kim in shock.

"i... i didn't mean to!" jiwon panicked, looking at minjeong's now bleeding face. "i got angry. she, she left me by myself at that party. she made y/n-unnie upset. she's always looked down on me and yuri-unnie. unnie, she made you cry. i swear it was just by accident, i just-"

minju smiled, patting her younger sister's shoulder.

"jiwon. i love you, yeah?" jiwon took a deep breath, smiling awkwardly. "just calm down, okay?"

"okay." she nodded, looking at her now bruised hand. "are you gonna tell mom?"

"no, ji." minju shook her head. "i won't."

jiwon couldn't help but sigh in relief. "okay."

"y/n," minjeong whined again. the pain in her cheek was starting to spread across her face, and the cut was starting to bleed. "she hit me. aren't you gonna help me?"

"you can do it yourself." y/n sighed, not wanting to stay any longer.

she didn't know why she felt more worried about jiwon's hand than the cut on minjeong's cheek. all y/n knew was that she was tired of everything.

she just needed a break.

"that's not fair." minjeong didn't understand why y/n couldn't see it. "it's what i deserve after i treated you right."

"i didn't need you to treat me right." y/n didn't know how else to explain it. "i needed you to treat me like a friend."

"but i love you." minjeong loved the way y/n needed her. "i don't wanna be just your friend. it's not fair."

the world had always been filled with only yes's for minjeong, sakura being a fluke.

she didn't understand why it happened again.

"i don't owe you anything, minjeong."

minjeong frowned. "but you owe wonyoung something?"

maybe jimin was right. maybe the only person standing in the way of her and y/n was wonyoung. it was the girl who had everything, despite being nothing.

minjeong hated jang wonyoung.

"wonyoung has nothing to do with this." y/n said truthfully.

"you love her, don't you?" minjeong always lost to the bad guys. "even after she treated you like shit."

"wonyoung never treated me like shit." y/n countered. the argued at times, like couples always do, but wonyoung had always treated her like royalty. "we disagreed at times but-"

"but i never disagreed with you!" minjeong could feel the cut on her cheek move as she scrunched her face. "i said everything you wanted to hear!"

y/n wanted a lot of things.

"but it was never what i needed."

"you don't know what you need." minjeong reasoned, her cheek now swelling against her hand. "i'm what you need."

"jiwon," yuri looked at the younger kim, fresh cuts on her knuckle. "punch her again."

minju rolled her eyes, shaking her head as jiwon looked at her for permission. "don't."

"let's just go." y/n sighed. the longer they stayed, the more likely jiwon and yuri were gonna get arrested. "jiwon's gonna need to ice her hand."

jiwon looked at her hand and shrugged.

"it's okay! i feel great!" the younger kim smiled, flexing her hand. "i feel like i can jump from the roof right now, like superman."

"i would pay money to see that."

minju sighed. she was happy that yena didn't come, otherwise she was sure to egg yuri on and jiwon would most likely jump off the second-floor balcony.

"oh." a slurred voice entered the room as the smell of weed wafted from behind the girls. "hi?"

they turned around, coming face to face with someone unfamiliar.

her hair was bleached blonde, her body draped in expensive clothing. all of them could tell from her eyes that she was going to have no recollection of their meeting.

y/n had never seen someone so high out of their mind.

"sorry," minju bowed slightly. "we were just leaving."

they looked at each other, walking out quietly before the girl grabbed y/n's arm gently.

"wait." she squinted, y/n taking note of how bloodshot the girl's eyes were. "you're the girlfriend."

y/n looked around. "me and jimin aren't together anymore."

"jimin?" the girl didn't know jimin had a girlfriend. "i was talking about vicky?"

y/n didn't know of a vicky on campus. of course, she didn't know the majority of the people but she assumed that she would've at least heard of her.

sensing her confusion, the girl continued to speak.

"victory?" she let go of y/n's arm as the taller girl looked at her friends who all shrugged. "like vicky jang?"

"wonyoung?" y/n tilted her head.

wonyoung had never been given a title before, and a sense of pride seemed to burst through her chest and into her veins. they had talked about it frequently during first year, and how wonyoung wished she had a title like yoo 'the ace' jimin or hirai 'the machine' momo.

it had a nice ring to it. wonyoung 'vicky (victory)' jang.

the girl tapped her cheek, a blush spreading across her face. "you're saying she's single?"

y/n's face darkened at the thought of girls liking wonyoung. her stomach churned as she realized that wonyoung probably liked said girls back.

she shook her head. now wasn't the time to get jealous over someone that wasn't hers.

"it was nice to finally meet you." y/n said stiffly, frowning as she pushed the girls out. she ignored yuri's teasing stares and tried her best to disregard minjeong pleading her to stay.

the room fell quiet as y/n closed the door behind her.

"unnie? were those your friends?" slowly, the girl turned to minjeong. she gasped, nearly choking as her eyes adjusted to the sight of her face.

"what the hell happened to you?"

minjeong rolled her eyes, searching for something to stop the bleeding.

"do you need ice or something?" the girl asked.

"can you fuck off, yizhuo?"

"whatever." minjeong was in one of her moods again (and not the fun ones).

she placed herself in bed as minjeong rummaged for vaseline. if minjeong was gonna act snarky, then yizhuo could find a different way to entertain herself.

she was glad jimin stayed up so late.

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[cool-fancier]

The Interrogation

Synopsis: The BEBE members, who believed you were in love with Bada, put you to a lighthearted but serious interrogation. Despite their probing questions, you managed to handle the situation well and were warmly welcomed into the BEBE family by the end of the evening.

You were watching TV in the living room one evening when you heard the front door swing open and an uproar of happy voices. The timing of the BEBE members' arrival couldn't have been worse. You tried to brace yourself for the coming interrogation as they entered the room with exaggerated grins on their faces.

Lusher, who constantly seized leadership roles, was the first to speak. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Kyma said, hiding her curiosity under a joking tone. "Yeah, why is Unnie these days usually so happy? Has anything happened?"

Tatter leaned in closer while speaking in a low, frightening tone. "I heard that Bada Unnie has a secret admirer. Is that true?"

Minah, with her mischievous smile, added, "And we've noticed that you and Bada Unnie have been spending a lot of time together lately. Any particular reason for that?"

Cheche, the master of subtlety, simply raised an eyebrow and said, "You know, secrets have a way of coming out eventually."

Sowoen, the youngest but not to be underestimated, joined in with a sly grin. "So, what's going on? Are you and Unnie hiding something from us?"

You tried to keep your cool as you felt the heat rising in your cheeks. Their questions came fast and relentless, each one more absurd than the last. Your worries were beginning to get the better of you as it became obvious that they were onto something.

The unofficial leader of the BEBE group, Lusher, leaned forward and narrowed her eyes amusingly. Let's see if you can survive the Real BEBE Inquisition, Y/N!"

You smiled anxiously as you wondered what sort of inquiries they had in store for you. "Okay, I'm ready."

Kyma, who is always the observant one, smiled mischievously as she spoke. "Tell us, when did you first realise that you had a crush on our Unnie?"

Being taken aback by the directness of the question, you reddened. "Well, you know, it was kind of a gradual thing. We spent a lot of time together, and one day, I just couldn't stop thinking about her."

Tatter raised an eyebrow with her no-nonsense demeanour. "And when did you two become more than friends?"

The memory made you smile involuntarily. "It happened during one of our dance practices. We were rehearsing a particularly intense routine, and then, in the heat of the moment, we kissed."

Minah and Cheche exchanged knowing glances, and Minah teased, "So, it was a steamy dance practice that sealed the deal, huh?"

The youngest and possibly most inquisitive, Sowoen, spoke forward and grinned. "What's Unnie's most embarrassing moment, and do you have any dirt on her?"

You grinned, deciding to keep Bada from seeming foolish. "I promise I won't spill any embarrassing secrets. But I will say that your Unnie's most charming trait is her dedication to her work."

Bada couldn't resist but add something after seeing the questions with amusement. "Wait a minute, are you guys interrogating my girlfriend or trying to scare her away?"

Lusher laughed, waving a dismissive hand. "Oh, Unnie, we're just having some fun here. We're giving Y/N unnie a warm welcome to the BEBE family."

Bada amusedly shook her head as she leaned closer to you. "Y/N you have survived the BEBE Inquisition. You can now consider yourself a part of the crew."

The evening carried on with more joking and cheerful conversation, and you were touched by the friendly welcome you had got from Bada's friends.  They not only showed concern for Bada, but also showed a talent for maintaining a fun and relaxed atmosphere.

[basketballanonsblog]

Just like the rain

Thought it would be cute to write the moment Jihyo realised she fell in love with R:

Inhale. Exhale.

All of them had been repeating that mantra in their head for the past 5 minutes. After a gruelling day of practice, Twice were finally granted rest. It was close to midnight and despite their hunger, no one had the energy to move; simply relying on the bottles of water they provided.

Even the leader was grateful for this reprieve. This week felt never-ending and took its toll on each of them.

Jihyo was disappointed that she wasn't able to see you due to the hectic schedule, but you reassured her that it was alright. Despite that, it didn't stop you from sending messages throughout the days and even surprising her with flowers at one point.

You were irresistibly sweet, and she would never admit it out loud, but you captivated her when you met. You were a bit brash, mixed with a slight dark sense of humour but it was obvious that your softer side was reserved mainly for Jihyo.

"What are you smiling at?" Nayeon's voice broke Jihyo's train of thought, and she slipped back into a neutral expression.

"I wasn't smiling." Jihyo wanted to facepalm at the attempt of lying. It wasn't even a believable denial.

"I bet she's thinking of about her girlfriend." Sana chimed in before cooing at the leader.

"Y/n isn't my girlfriend!"

Crap

"HA! Sana didn't even name anyone in particular and you thought of y/n!"

Why are Sana and Nayeon ganging up on her?

"Well, the implication is there." She pouted before crossing her arms.

"Unnie is right, we could all tell who Sana was referring too. After all, who else besides Y/n has been trying to woo Jihyo?" Tzuyu tried to hold her laughter, and Jihyo couldn't tell whose side the youngest was on.

"Woo me?"

8 pairs of eyes turned, each member looking incredulously at her, and Jihyo just wanted to sink into the floor.

"Is she being serious?"

"Oh good god..."

"I thought Dahyun and Sana were the only dense ones. "

"Hey!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She got flustered to the point where she couldn't tell who was speaking anymore but then a knock on the door caught all their attention.

"Come in."

You walked through the door and smiled cheerfully at them.

"Hey gang, heard you just finished and thought you guys might be hungry." They ran to you and snatched the bags out of your hand, but not before profusely thanking you.

You turned to Jihyo, still smiling but your smile turned softer.

"Hi."

"Hey y/n. Thank you, for the food."

"Don't mention it. It looks like you guys needed it tonight." You face the others, and Jihyo follows your line of sight, looking at the others fervently eating.

"You should join them before they eat everything."

She was about to agree when you sneezed.

"Are you okay?" Jihyo went to put her hand on your shoulder but was surprised when she felt how damp your hoodie was.

"Why are your clothes wet?"

"It's raining and I walked here."

"Pabo! What were you thinking?"

"I wanted to see you." Your sincerity warmed her heart but she played it cool.

"Well if you get sick, I hope it was worth it."

"I got to see you, so I'd definitely say it was worth it."

A towel hit you in the face before Jihyo could respond.

"I don't mean to interrupt the flirting, but here's a towel."

"Thanks Jeongyeon." You took your hoodie off leaving you in a plain shirt and dried yourself, placing the towel around your shoulders to keep warm.

"Oh! Before I forget" you pulled a small box and tossed it to Sana.

"Noise cancelling earplugs. I heard thunder on my way here but I saw these at the convenient store."

"Ahh y/n you're so sweet!" Someday you're going to make someone very happy.

"I hope so." If anyone noticed you glance at Jihyo, no one commented on it.

-x-

Jihyo laid in bed but couldn't fall asleep. She kept replaying the last hour in her mind.

You went back with them to the dorm, wishing them a goodnight until it was only you two standing outside the door.

"Thanks again for stopping by, I missed hanging out with you."

"Me too. But hopefully it won't be long to wait after this."

In a bold move, you kissed her cheek.

"Goodnight Jihyo."

She was bombarded with questions when she went inside but went straight to bed.

One comment by Nayeon kept repeating in her head.

"Look how smitten she is, someone's in love!"

She didn't answer but surely it's not true is it?

Memories of the year so far ran through her head including what you did tonight.

Y/n is just a caring person that's all. I mean sure, my heart skips a beat when she does something sweet and thoughtful; but that doesn't mean I'm in love with her right?

Right?

Oh.

She couldn't help but smile.

Everything fell into place, but she wasn't afraid of this newfound revelation. She welcomed the feeling. And just like the rain that night, Jihyo had fallen just as hard.

[soulkeeper801]

Distance - Im Nayeon

Im Nayeon x f!reader

Fluff

Nayeon loved to tour. 

Being away with the girls was almost like a break from the routine she had already set for herself in Seoul. Even if the first days would be filled with jet lag and getting up early felt even harder, she enjoyed the feeling of being overseas. 

Wandering through the streets of LA reminded her how her hard work had paid off, she saw herself on the biggest screens of the city and noticed how people recognized her while walking by. 

She took a picture of the sunset with her phone and sent it to you.

“I wish you were here right now,” she texted.

If she wasn’t wrong, you should be having breakfast at home. 

“Love your view, baby!” you texted back immediately. “I’m gonna have brunch with Chaeryeong in a while, let’s talk later?”

Nayeon sighed. 

“Sure, love. Say hi to Chaer for me”.

She took a look at the colors that the sun painted on the clouds and smiled softly at them. At least you were both under the same sky.

Nayeon arrived at her hotel room a couple of hours later. She went to have dinner at a fancy restaurant with Momo and Chaeyoung and spent a while shopping around the city. Her mind relaxed for a moment and she forgot about all her responsibilities while enjoying a short time out.

She took a seat in front of her mirror and prepared herself to take her makeup off. As she did so, she video called you to see your face before going to bed.

“My love,” you said, while you were trying to place the phone against the flower vase on the table of your shared apartment, trying to make it stand.

She smiled widely at the sight of you with a bowl of what seemed to be cereal. A sandwich on a plate next to it. For a second it felt like she was back home.

“Unnie!” a voice shouted in the back, “I’m taking good care of Y/N so you don’t have to worry!”

Chaeryeong. 

Nayeon’s smile faded away slowly.

“I thought you were going out for brunch,” Nayeon said, grabbing a piece of cotton dipped in micellar water.

“Oh, no, no,” Chaeryeong replied before you, “I decided to cook something here and let Y/N have a little taste of what I can do”.

Nayeon gulped. That didn’t have a double meaning, did it?

“How was your day, babe?” you asked, noticing how her mood had changed due to Chaeryeong’s answer.

“Fine, I got us matching bracelets for our second anniversary. I wanted it to be a surprise but I’m just too excited,” she said, her wide smile returning to her face as she left the cotton pad on the drawer bringing the phone closer to her face.

“Beautiful,” you whispered. 

She blushed at the comment even if she was expecting it.

“Unnie, I’m going to the store real quick to get more milk, do you need anything?”

You shook your head and Chaeryeong grabbed your keys before making her way out.

“She’s driving your car?” Nayeon asked, raising an eyebrow at the action.

“Babe,” you said, dragging out your words. “You’re not mad she’s spending time with me, are you?”

“Am I mad that the girl who used to have the biggest crush on you only happens to hang out with you when I’m not around?” she asked sarcastically, tapping her index finger on her chin repeatedly. “What do you think?”

You chuckled. “I love you, alright? She’s just being the friendly kid she is. I know I’m like a sister to her”.

Nayeon rolled her eyes. “You’re mine, alright? I don’t share”.

“I know, 100% yours”.

She smirked at your words. “Now show me what you’re wearing”.

“Im Nayeon!” you shouted, “she’s going to be back any minute!”

She chuckled at your reaction. “I’ll call you before you go to bed, be ready for me, alright?”

[kyuusberry]

can i can i can i request a fluff please? 🥹 a seeeeeuuuulgiiii fluff?

bear — kang seulgi

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲

𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆: 𝗻/𝗮

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 𝟳𝟴𝟮

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀.. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗺𝗼 😓 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁!! 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸

© 𝗸𝘆𝘂𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰. 𝗻𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.

“love, pleaseeeee!” you pleaded, holding onto her shirt. “it’s soooooo cute!” seulgi rolled her eyes, hiding her smile.

“no, y/n. i have no money. i gotta save it on groceries and stuff for the members since it’s my week to buy it.” you frowned, letting go of her shirt.

“whatever.” seulgi’s neutral face turned into a frown as well when she heard your reaction. “baby, i’m sorry. really. i’ll make it up to you soon, i swear.”

“swear?” you raised an eyebrow. “swear.” she replied, a smile on her face. “let’s go then!!”

“where to? my treat — nothing too expensive. i still need to have money for rent and food..” seulgi sighed. “here!” you led her to a blind box figurine place, filled with things like smiski and sanrio.

“you can pick two. since they’re small.” you got distracted very easily, mostly just looking around and telling seulgi how cute they all were and how you couldn’t choose. not that she was complaining of course, she enjoyed seeing you happy.

in the end you ended up picking two of the smiski bed series. “they’re so cute! seulgi, look!! we can match! since they’re both from the same series.” your cheeks were slightly red and seulgi found it adorable. “wanna open them here or somewhere else?”

“let’s open it here.” your box had the smiski sleeping figure and seulgi had the fussing one. “they’re so cute. i can’t.” seulgi took you home and you didn’t want her to leave, but she had to go grocery shopping for the dorm — which was half true. she ended up going back to the mall and bought the bear stuffed animal you wanted.

“thank you so much.” seulgi smiled, the bear in a cute little bag and sealed nicely. she put it next to her in the passenger seat, a replacement for you at the moment and headed to the grocery store.

“hey, seul.” irene smiled, helping seulgi carry the groceries from the front door. “hi unnie.” irene’s gaze instantly noticed the small white bag on the floor. “what’s that?”

“a gift for y/n.” irene nodded. “what is it?” she asked, setting the bags on the kitchen counter. she began putting away everything, seulgi helping her. “just a stuffed animal she wanted.”

irene laughed, “you buy her everything she wants. she’s so spoiled. not that i’m complaining, but she is. even though you give her a ton of gifts, you better be treating her right. gifts are something, but the way you treat someone matters even more.”

“i know, unnie. i am. she deserves the world and i’m giving her the best i can.” she sighed. irene smiled, “you’re doing great, seulgi. don’t worry.”

“ugh, is there food yet?? we’re starving.” yeri groaned, walking out of her room with joy following behind. “there will be soon. where’s wendy?” irene looked up.

“bathroom.” joy was too busy on her phone texting someone. “hey! park sooyoung, who are you texting!” yeri tried taking away her phone to see. “no one!”

-

“who is it?” you asked, looking through the small hole in your door. you saw it was seulgi and immediately opened it, hugging her within seconds. “can i come in?”

“oh yeah! sorry.” you laughed awkwardly, standing out of the way so she could come in. you noticed she walked sideways so you couldn’t see her back. “hey, kang seulgi. what are you hiding huh?”

“surprise!!” she held out the bag and a bouquet of your favorite flowers. your eyes went wide, “oh my gosh, seulgi, thank you! you didn’t have to get me anything you know.. now i feel bad. and it’s not any special occasion.” your arms were around her neck, a smile across your face.

“let’s go to the living room to open it.”

-

“no way seulgi. seriously?? after you said no?” you looked at her with an “are you kidding?” face. you weren’t complaining.. okay maybe a little, but it was cute so you weren’t gonna. too much. “if you have no money it’s okay. i don’t mind. all i need is you.”

“i know, i know. but i felt a little bad.”

“seulgi!” you hit her arm, the brown bear stuffie in your lap. “it’s cute, so i think you should be happy.” she huffed.

“still, don’t spend your money on me all of the time! materials don’t matter much to me. it’s you that matters. you are my girlfriend after all. not my necklaces or food or this bear you got me.”

“fine, fine. i’ll refrain for a while.” seulgi put both of her hands up. “thank you, love.” you smiled, “i love you. i hope you know that.”

“i do.”

[nctsplug02]

hannie day! | jeong.j

GENRE: fluff and possibly suggestive

WARNINGS: besides kissing— nothing else!

BOING!

gremlin: video attachment.

jaehyun sets his pen down and checks the notification with a sigh. please don’t be like last time, the voice in his head begged.

“hello youtube,” jaehyun smiles when seeing his daughters face close up to the camera. “so,” she sighs and brushes her hair back. “i am sad.” jaehyun frowns and sits back in his chair.

“very sad..” she sighs. “because i dink.. mommy and daddy.. i tink they don’t love me anymore.” jaehyun tucks his hand under his other arm. “mommy and daddy don’t hang out with me anymore. they only like minho and it hurts my feelings a lot.” hannie frowns and sighs, again.

jaehyun frowns and taps his phone when the brightness goes a bit darker. “but, it’s okay. i have mr chuckles and jen unnie.” hannie says and then a tear falls down her cheek. “i miss when mommy and daddy loved me.” then the video ends.

gremlin: i think we need to have a hannie day.

jaehyun stands up and grabs his coat from the back of his chair. he grabs his keys from his inside his drawer and leaves the building.

“girls,” jaehyuns voice booms throughout the house. “i’m home!” you walk to the front door with the baby boy in your arms and your shirt up.

you smile and jaehyun follows. “welcome home, honey.” jaehyun leans down while you lean up. you smile in the kiss and hannie comes from behind you with your phone in her hand.

“hi daddy.” jaehyun smiles and picks up the girl before planting a kiss on her cheek. “hey, princess.” hannie sighs and jaehyun looks at you. “hey— what do you say we have a hannie day?” her head tilts. “hannie day?” jaehyun and you nod.

“it’s where you, mommy and i spend the whole day together.” her eyes enlighten. “without minho?” jaehyun and you laugh. “yes, without minho.” she gasps and cheers.

“we can do anything you want today, okay?” hannie nods excitedly. “go brush your hair and then we can go when jen comes.” hannie nods and runs upstairs as soon as jaehyun sets her on the ground.

jen arrived ten minutes later. “thank you for coming on short notice, jen.” jen nods as she slowly rocks the boy asleep. “we’ll be back before midnight.” jaehyun says, watching you flatten the boys hair down— he was born exactly like hannie; with a lot of hair.

“love you, minnie.” you kiss the boy and jaehyun grins while hannie tugs on his hand. “can we go to the car first?” jaehyun nods and picks up the girl. “meet you in the car, babe?” you nod and stand up with a sigh.

“i have some frozen packs of breast milk in the fridge.” jen nods and you grab your bag. “mm,” you frown and stare down at the boy. “it feels so hard to leave.” jen laughs. “it’s fine, mrs jeong. i promise, he’ll be perfectly fine! go and have fun.” you sigh and nod.

“thanks, again jen.” jen nods and you walk out to the car to see your husband buckling your daughter in.

“hey cutie, i’ll come open your door.” you shake your head. “it’s fine,” the door slams shut. “i can open it myself—?” you go to open your door but jaehyun beats you to it. “a queen should never open her own door.” you laugh with a head shake as he opens your door.

“you’re so sweet. i love you.” jaehyun smiles and shuts your door before climbing in on his side. “love you more.”

jaehyun looks back at hannie who plays with mr chuckles. “so, princess, where do you want to go first?” she hums and flips mr chuckles around. “can we go eat at ‘mama’s bbq restaurant’ please?” jaehyun starts the car. “of course we can, it’s your day today.”

“where’s the next stop, princess?” you ask the little girl whos belly was filled with grilled meat and tofu soup. “mmm.. let’s go to the mall!” she squeals.

“alright!” you match her tone. “daddy, our princess wants to go to the mall.” jaehyun grins and nods, taking a left. “the mall it is my queen and princess.”

it took about fifteen minutes before arriving to the kwangya mall.

“what store should we go to first?” you and jaehyun held both her hands, you held her left and jaehyun held her right. “um.. can we go get our nails done?” you look up at jaehyun who presses his lips together.

the look on his face.. he knows that she’s gonna ask if he’ll join too.

“and, maybe daddy can join, too.” she looks up at him and he quickly nods. “yay! that way we can all have pretty nails!” she jumps catching you off guard meanwhile jaehyun held her by strength.

an hour later, the three of you leave with painted nails. you had white, hannie had this cute baby pink color and then jaehyun had this baby blue color.

“thank you, daddy! thank you, mama!” she squeals as she examines her pretty nails. “you’re welcome, princess.” jaehyun says with your arm tangled with his.

“is there another store you’d like to go to?” hannie looks around while fiddling with her nails. “well.. can we go to the bathroom first? i rrrreaally need to potty.” she says squeezing her legs with her hands holding her area.

“of course, honey. let’s quickly find one.” jaehyun picks her up and quickly rushes to the bathroom with you following.

hannie presses her bubble wand and jumps when multiple tiny bubbles fly out of the hole. “woooaahh!” she giggles and waves her hand around, attempting to pop them.

“hannie, princess.” you turn around and watch in ‘awe’ as she plays around with her new toy. “yes, mama?” jaehyun climbs in the car after putting all the bags away in the trunk.

“mommy saw the video you made on mommy’s phone.. and, i was really sad that you thought mommy and daddy don’t love you anymore.” hannie turns off her bubble machine and looks down. “i’m sorry, mama.” she bites her bottom lip.

“no, princess. don’t apologize.” jaehyun says and you agree. “daddy’s right. don’t apologize for feeling how you feel. if you feel a certain way, you can always tell mommy—“

“and daddy.” jaehyun adds on.

you laugh. “yes, and daddy. but, what mommy is trying to say is— you can talk about how you feel instead of hiding them. mommy and daddy want to know how you feel when you’re sad, happy— everything.” hannie nods.

“do you understand what i’m saying, princess?” hannie nods. “i under.. understand.” she says. “good— i love you.” she giggles. “i love you too, mommy.”

“hey,” jaehyun whines. “what about daddy?” he looks in the mirror and hannie giggles. “i love you, daddy.” jaehyun nods and grins proudly. “i love you too, princess.”

hannie fell asleep on the way home and jaehyun carried her inside.

she woke up the next morning and gave her brother the biggest kiss on the cheek and whispered that she loved him after.

A/N: happy new years, my beloveds! i love you all and i’m glad i have you all by my side going into this new year! 2022 was pretty hectic but i’m glad i had you all by my side! 💗💗

[honeylations]

- Let Me Be Your Edward Cullen -

HUH YUNJIN x FEM!READER

Prompt: Being a total book nerd, you wanted to spend your entire day off finishing the entire Twilight novel series but it results in a sulky/jealous Huh Yunjin who tries her best in gaining your undivided attention…Even if it meant becoming your Walmart Edward Cullen.

Warning(s): swearing, jealous/sulkyYunjin, bookwormReader, comedy, puppyvibesYunjin

A/N: Idk how this suddenly came into my mind one day but I couldn’t stop giggling to myself at how cute this is😭

Manifesting YUNJIN CULLEN!!

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It felt like ages since you and the girls finally had a day off without constant interviews and photo shoots so you decided to cozy up in your shared room with Yunjin and read your Twilight sequels.

The day you and Yunjin met was your first dance practice. You somehow arrived at the studio early so you sat down by the mirror and buried your face in your thick novel, trying to pass time until your members arrived. Yunjin was the first to walk in, absolutely mesmerised how angelic you looked with your metal frame glasses, long hair and bare face. Long story short, she fell in love with you and confessed her feelings a day after you debuted and you were happy to say you felt the same.

Since then, she knew your love for books. Romance ones especially.

She even gifted you a whole bag of romance novels for your birthday and you managed to read every single one within a few weeks. And you were down to do the same to the Twilight sequel Eunchae bought you recently when her and Kazuha stopped by a book store during their snack errands.

Here you were on your bed, legs warm under your quilt and the book resting in your hands, already half way through the story. Yunjin walked in wearing her own glasses which you twinned with after she begged at how cute it would look. She bent over to kiss your lips before sitting next to you.

“Hey baby” she greeted softly.

“Hi” You responded quickly before resuming your reading.

Yunjin’s brows furrowed as you didn’t use your usual nicknames for her but she shrugged it off. “Whatcha reading, pretty girl?”

“Twilight!!”

“Oh is that the Vampire thingy?” Yunjin asked while peeking over your shoulder as if she was actually interested in reading such a boring novel.

“Yep!”

“Oh I’ve watched the movie. It’s kinda cringe, don’t you think?”

“It’s romance! And plus, vampires are so hot” You commented, eyes never leaving the page.

Yunjin pouted cutely. She never thought she’d get jealous over a vampire. She pinched your cheek. “Can I have more kisses? It’s our day off, you know”

“After I finish this novel, babe. You’ll get all the kisses you want”

“But that’s gonna take forever! Look how thick that book is!” She threw a tantrum next to you.

“If you somehow magically became Edward Cullen, then my attention is all yours” You chuckled, flipping to the next page.

Yunjin sat up quickly and squinted, an idea forming into her mind. “Ok then. I’m gonna go and…do something BYE BABE LOVE YOU!” She kissed your temple before bolting out the door.

As she exited the room, she ran to Eunchae who was snacking on sliced fruits at the dining table. “Manchae!”

“Oh hi Unnie. Want some apples?”

“No thank you. You still got that glitter you used for your poster the other night?”

“The silver one? Yeah, it’s under my bed. Why?”

“Y/n won’t give me her attention unless I’m Edward Cullen” The 01 liner frowned and crossed her arms.

“Edward Cullen from Twilight? Im pretty sure she was joking Unnie” Eunchae giggled but Yunjin was serious.

She was gonna die if she didn’t get your loving soon. “Im willing to do anything for her affection, man. I need to find my light brown contacts too, for fucks sake”

“Language, young lady” Chaewon appears, slapping the back of Yunjin’s head before taking one of Eunchae’s sliced apples and popping it into her mouth.

“What’s wrong with you this time, Huh Yunjin?” The leader asked, Sakura and Kazuha coming in and sitting down.

“You look stress, Unnie” Zuha commented.

“Hey relax guys, I’m just trying to fulfil my nerd of a girlfriend’s dreams, okay? If she wants Edward Cullen, then I’ll be her Edward Cullen”

The other members giggled before cheering her on. “You go Huh Yunjin! We’ll help you out” Sakura smiled, making Yunjin’s eyes go wide.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah! It worries me when Y/n spends the entire day reading a book. She needs to go outside sometimes” Chaewon said, a hand on her hip.

“What’s your plan?” Eunchae asked Yunjin who took a deep breath in.

“Well for starters, I’ll do my makeup and have my light brown contacts in. Then I’ll just cover my body in glitter and recreate that scene where Edward let’s the sun shine on his tiddies and shows it to Bella”

“I don’t think that’s how the scene went but I get the drift. Let’s go to the bathroom!” Kazuha laughed, the 5 girls running upstairs, ensuring you didn’t hear their plan.

An hour and a half later…

The other girls decided to go out and eat ramen after helping Yunjin who gulped and peeked through the door, seeing you still in the same reading position.

“Babe” Yunjin whispered.

You hummed in response, not bothering to look up.

“Remember how you said you’d give me attention if I became Edward Cullen?”

You hummed again.

“Well. Here you go” Yunjin sighed and walked in, standing in front of the window where the sun shone through brightly.

Hearing those words, you finally looked up and your eyes widened as Yunjin started unbuttoning her long sleeve, her light brown eyes looking deep into yours.

‘Oh she did not…’ you thought, trying not to laugh.

Finally popping the last button, she stripped the top off and threw it aside, exposing her shining, glittery body. Your eyes scanned from her shoulders down to her gorgeous abs that sparkled from the light. “Holy…”

“Is this good enough to get your attention yet?”

You smiled and set your book down. “Hmmm, I don’t know. Are you able to carry me on your back while running?” You asked as a joke.

But of course your girlfriend didn’t take it as a joke so she snatch you up and gave you a piggy back before running out the room and attempted to go down the stairs. Seeing where this was going, your eyes widened and you jumped off Yunjin’s back who missed a step and fell down the rest of the stairs with a loud thud.

You gasped. “OH MY GOD, YUNJIN!” You screamed as you ran downstairs and saw your topless girlfriend sitting up, rubbing her head.

“Ow”

“For god’s sakes, ‘Jin, everything I said was a joke!” You said with worry, rubbing her slightly bruised head.

“I was just jealous you were reading that book more than spending time with me. I’m sorry” She pouted.

You sighed and pressed your lips softly against her’s, running your fingers through her long hair. “No don’t be sorry. I should’ve been reading that book another time. I’ll give you all the attention now, baby”

“Was I a good Edward Cullen?”

Chuckling, you cupped her face and squished her cheeks together. “You’re way better than Edward Cullen. My gorgeous vampire”

Feeling proud, she leant in and connected your lips again before pulling away.

“Wanna watch a movie?” You asked with love in your eyes.

“Of course! As long as it’s not Twilight though..”

You laughed and gently slapped her shoulder. “You can choose whatever movie you want, my love”

Yunjin jumped happily to her feet and dragged you to the couch where you spent the rest of the day in each other’s arms.

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Seoksoo - imperfect Part 1 - Chapter 13 - The Ultimatum

Synopsis: Lee Seokmin likes a lot of things: karaoke, stuffed animals, his friends, his family (when they're not at each other's throats), and when things go according to plan. It's perfect that way. That is...until Joshua Hong, the Education Department TA, stumbles into his view one day and suddenly Seokmin has to start facing the fact that maybe not everything in life will be perfect...but with Joshua, that might just be ok.

Tags: College!AU, ActingMajor!Seokmin, Teacher!Joshua, Romance, Angst, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Side GyuCheol, Side JunHao, Side Verkwan, Other Idol appearances, Anxiety/Panic Attacks, Domestic Violence (not between the main couple), Joshua is a dork 90% of the time, (More Tags will be Added as needed)

Length: approx. 5.6k words

Chapter 13 - The Ultimatum

      November’s chill picked up with fervor in the coming weeks. Thick sweaters were switched out for puffer jackets and sneakers were stored in favor of insulated boots. The hope of snow was on everyone’s mind, thoughts of a white Christmas being just enough to get everyone through the grueling weeks before finals. But holidays and snow weren’t on Lee Seokmin’s mind. There were much more pressing matters to attend to.

He was hopelessly in love with the Education TA Joshua Hong, and had no idea how to go about it.

His phone vibrated, and he pulled it from his back pocket just as a string of texts from a newly formed group chat were piling in.

[Jihyo] (2mins ago): Cast announcements this Friday. Good luck guys. You both did great!

[Dahyunie] (now): Aww Unnie :’( So did youuuu.

Oh yeah. The final role calls were coming up too.

Seokmin wasn’t sure if he wanted to compliment the girls, or scold them for texting during classes. Opting for the first, his phone returned to his pocket as he made his way to the Education Department. Class had ended for him already, Junhui assuring he could meet up shortly to work on monologues, Seokmin knew there was only one place he wanted to spend his time.

         Seokmin rounded the corner to Room 101A, stopping at the side door the professor used to enter the lower part of the lecture hall. His pace slowed; ears focused on what was happening through the door. It wasn’t closed all the way, so the loud voice carried and got clearer as Seokmin got closer. He felt butterflies in his stomach when it became clear who was talking. 

“As future educators, our job is to not only teach, but support the students where they are at. Not all children learn at the same pace, so it’s important that we take that into account.” Seokmin peered his head in, eyeing the rows of students scribbling notes or listening intensely. Seokmin caught Seungkwan and Hansol scribbling notes, occasionally glancing at one another. Even from where Seokmin was standing, he saw Seungkwan’s cheeks tint red when Hansol pressed his pencil against the other’s paper, leaning close to whisper something to him. Curious eyes poked back to the front of the room, and he fully took in the sight before him.

Joshua was in a pair of the dark slacks that they had bought at the mall. Tucked inside of the waistband was a simple white button up that was rolled at the sleeves. A black blazer was draped over the office chair beside him. The butterflies in Seokmin’s stomach flapped their wings rapidly as he watched Joshua continue his discussion. He barely understood the educational lingo or references when Seungkwan or Mingyu were explaining them. However, as Joshua spoke about ‘tiered support systems’ and ‘differentiation’, it all made complete sense to him.

“So, if we turn our attention to page 145.” Joshua leaned forward, clicking to the next slide on his computer, the screen overhead changing immediately. Students followed, listening as Joshua continued his lecture. When he stood up again, a hand ran through his hair, but it didn’t stop him from talking, eyes darting across the large lecture hall to make sure he hit every student’s eyes.  

The lecture continued another few minutes, before the class was required to work on the scenario examples from their textbooks. Seungkwan immediately turned to Hansol, both grinning as they began working on the assignment. Joshua was rattling off a few directions, but Seokmin had long stopped listening the second Joshua slipped his hands in his pockets; relaxed in his stance. The rest of the world was like white noise to him. Joshua was speaking with the professor for a moment, who smiled behind his glasses as they chatted. Finally, Joshua turned back around, and his eyes landed on Seokmin.

For a second, he felt as if he had been caught trespassing somewhere he shouldn’t be. Seokmin offered a shy wave from the door, and Joshua broke into a grin. He turned back to the class, studying them for a second before heading over to the door.

“Sorry, am I interrupting?” Joshua shook his head.

“Not at all.” He spoke. “You’re not in class?”

Seokmin studied Joshua’s expression for a second. He looked even more perfect up close even with a hard look of exhaustion in his big eyes. He simply smiled, and Seokmin felt his body tingle. “It ended already. I had a bit of a break and I wanted to see you.” Seokmin paused for a second when Joshua’s grin widened. “Your discussion. I wanted to see your discussion.” Joshua snickered a bit. “It was really good! I don’t understand everything you were saying, but you looked really-.” Joshua’s eyes sparkled as Seokmin began his sentence. The expression made Seokmin’s heart skip a bit, coughing into his hand as he finished. “Really good.” 

“Aww, you think?” he leaned against the wall, hands still in his pockets. “Thank you.” He glanced down at his watch. “What are you doing the rest of the afternoon?”

“I’m working on my monologue.”

“Any luck coming up with an idea?”

“No.” Seokmin sighed. “I was thinking of doing one about being an understudy when I wanted to be the lead last year, but I don’t know if it’ll come across as profound or pathetic.” Joshua laughed a bit.

“I think you’ll figure it out.” His reassurance made Seokmin’s body feel warm. “Listen, I have to get back in there and finish up.”

“Oh, right. Sorry.” Seokmin said sheepishly. “Uhm, maybe…” Seokmin paused. “If you want….do you want to….”

When Seokmin saw Joshua’s face curl into an almost sad smile, Seokmin’s request died down. “I have a lot to finish this afternoon for my last set of discussions. Then, I’m hoping to get a head start on studying for finals. I don’t think I’ll be around much.”

“Already?”

Joshua shrugged. “I haven’t stayed top of my graduating class just by being handsome, you know.” He chuckled. Seokmin smiled a bit. “I’ll text you soon, okay? We can try to hang out before Study Week starts.”

“Okay.”

“Thanks for coming to see me. I think it’ll get me through the rest of class.” Seokmin’s cheeks turned hot and he looked down at his feet with an amused smile. “See you later, Seokmin.” With a wave of his hand, Seokmin watched as Joshua headed back into the room. Almost immediately, someone called out to him for help, and he made his way deeper into the lecture hall. Seokmin lingered for a few extra minutes, before heading down the hall and out of the Educational Department. When the chilly air hit his body, he fixed his coat a bit and headed across campus.

He needed to tell Joshua how he felt…Oh yeah, and he had to work on his monologue. That was important, too. 

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 ��       “Wait, I’m confused.” Mingyu leaned back against the arm Seungcheol had draped over his shoulder. “What exactly is your problem here?”

         Seokmin looked down at the textbooks sprawled out on Mingyu’s coffee table, beside a half-finished bowl of ramen. It was later in the evening when Seokmin joined his favorite couple for dinner while Seungkwan was out with Hansol so he didn’t have to eat alone. “I want to tell Joshua-Hyung how I feel. But I don’t know if I should.”

         “Why not?” Seungcheol tilted his head on Mingyu’s shoulder as he looked down at the younger male on his living room floor. “Don’t you like him?”

         “Yeah.” Seokmin pulled the bowl to his lips, slurping up another bite of his ramen. “I don’t know how to go about it. I’ve only ever been in one other relationship.” Seokmin saw Mingyu grimace at the memory of Seokmin’s first and only boyfriend back in the 12th grade. “Don’t make that face.”

         “He was a jerk.”

         “I know, but I’m over it.” Mingyu sighed as Seungcheol’s hand rubbed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. “I don’t want to make a fool of myself.”

         “I highly doubt that.” Seungcheol grinned.

         “But what if he doesn’t like me?” Mingyu and Seungcheol shared wide eyes and slacked jaws. Seokmin tilted his head. “What?”

         “Min.” Mingyu began. “Joshua-Hyung and you have been on what? Three dates?” Seokmin nodded. “And Seungkwan told me he saw you two at a party an inch away from making out.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows in his hands. “Either he’s a big playboy, or he is head over heels in love with you.”

         “I’m going with the last option.” Seungcheol called. Seokmin shook his head.

         “No, I know that.” He said. “I’m saying that if he doesn’t want a relationship. What if he just wants to like…I dunno…” He went quiet as he pondered how to finish the sentence. “Just have no labels, or just be friends with benefits or something?”

         “If he only wanted sex from you, he probably would’ve made a move when he came over your house the first time.” Seokmin looked down at his bowl of ramen one more time, circling the chopsticks around the leftover noodles. “Min, you shouldn’t think that he only wants you for sex. He’s a nice guy. If you like him, you should tell him.”

         “I can’t stop thinking he won’t feel the same. I’m scared I’ll make a huge fool of myself and ruin everything. I don’t want things to be weird between us.”

         “I really don’t think that’ll happen.” Mingyu assured. 

         “You won’t know if you don’t try.” Seungcheol encouraged. “And if he breaks your heart, I’ll kill him.”

         “No, you won’t Cheol.” Mingyu patted his boyfriend’s knee, the older one pouting as he put his drink to his lips.

         “Okay…” Seokmin shifted in his seat. “Then how do I do it? Jungwoo asked me out in high school. I have no other experience.”

         “I wouldn’t even count it as asking you out.” Mingyu rolled his eyes.

         Seokmin pursed his lips together. “But you know what I mean….”

         Mingyu hummed. “When’s the next date? Have you set one up yet?”

         “I have no idea. He’s already preparing to study for finals. I don’t want to bother him when he’s so busy.”

         “Already? Isn’t Study Week in like the middle of December?” Seungcheol asked.

Mingyu got up from his seat taking the empty bowls and cups from the table as he headed to the kitchen. “Don’t remind me.” He begged. “If I have to write one more lesson plan, I really will reconsider the whole stripper thing.”

Seokmin smiled when Seungcheol’s eyes widened, head whipping around on the couch. His eyes drilled horrified holes into Mingyu’s broad back. “Gyu, you’re still on about that? I thought that was a joke!”

Mingyu’s shoulder shook with laughter, head tilting to the side. “You’re the one who told me I have a great body.”

“Doesn’t mean I want you to show other people!” Seokmin immediately caught Seungcheol grin behind his yells, and his shoulders relaxed.

“Seokmin’s seen me naked for years.”

“And that’s my cue to leave.” Seokmin scrambled for his textbooks, shoving them in his bag just as Seungcheol shot him a death stare.

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         Joshua wasn’t on campus on Tuesday. Or Wednesday. His phone was silenced, the little moon notification under his messages hitting Seokmin like a punch to the gut each time he opened them up. It was Thursday. Jihoon and Soonyoung would be posting the final cast of XCalibur the next day, but Seokmin’s mind was only on Joshua.

         Is he sick? Should I go to his apartment and check on him? No…we’re not in that kind of relationship. It would be weird for me to just show up out of nowhere. And he told me he would be busy, so I should just-.

         “Seokmin.” His name behind whispered made him sit up right, eyes shooting to the front of the room. The professor was looking at him, hand resting impatiently on the desk. When he turned his head, Junhui leaned over from his seat, eyeing him behind his glasses.

         Seokmin felt his entire body go cold, as if he were dipped into a bucket of ice water and pulled out again. “Yes?” He said.

         “I asked if you’d share the progress on your monologue. Your first draft is due next week.”

         “Right.” Seokmin flipped through his textbook, cheeks burning as he swallowed a growing lump in his throat. When he lifted his head back up, he motioned to the scribbled draft he had done the night before. “I have my concept down, I’m just working on how to best express the….” His eyes were burning and he blinked a few times. “Sorry. The emotion of the work.”

         The professor nodded his head. “Care to share what your topic is about?”

         Seokmin took a deep breath. “Uh, it’s….” he glanced at Junhui, who offered a subtle nod of his head. “I’m thinking of expressing my feelings when I don’t get the lead role in a production. But I’m still toying with it, so….”

         “Mhm…Alright then.” The professor scribbled a few notes, and then turned to the other side of the room, calling on Choi San. His head shot up from his own paper, not missing a beat as he began to talk about his own monologue, completely unphased by being caught off guard. Seokmin sank down in his seat, covering his head in his hand as he waited for this class to come to an end. The longest 35 minutes of his life.

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         Making his way into the library, Seokmin sank down into the first available seat he could find. His education friends had one more class, and Junhui was helping Minghao with some preparation for the play sets, leaving Seokmin alone. Which was fine. It was quiet.

         Seokmin pressed the tip of his pencil against the paper, staring down at the half-completed monologue he had written down. He wrote a few words, then erased. Wrote a few words. Erased. It was a vicious cycle, thoughts swimming helplessly in his head. Five minutes later, he felt sea sick. 

Should I text Joshua and see how he’s doing? 

No. I don’t want to bother him.

Pushing both his monologue and thoughts aside, next was his Performance History assignment. A three-page paper about a famous actor of the modern era. Seokmin chose Lee Minho, the man that provided him with his gay awakening when he led the F4 in the 2009 Boys Over Flowers drama. Seokmin debated on presenting photo evidence of his signed copy of the complete drama DVD, but he decided against it. His eyes studied the computer as he began typing his mini biography on the actor's life. However, it only distracted him until the middle of page two, and his mind began racing again.

Should I just come out and tell him? Honesty is the best policy and all that. A sigh. No. What if I fumble or look desperate? When Seokmin realized he was typing out his thoughts, he frantically went to erase them.

Onto the next assignment, pushing yet another half-finished one to the side along with the rest of his thoughts. He dug through his bookbag for his Script Analysis textbook. Should I be creative? Make a big production? Would he like that? Or will I look like the biggest idiot this side of Korea?

Defeated, Seokmin lowered his head on the table, groaning to himself. Why did this have to be so hard? Why wasn’t Joshua texting him? Or posting on socials? Why wasn’t Joshua coming to class?

Why couldn’t Joshua just make the first move? Did he not want to?

“Seokmin.” A high-pitched voice behind Seokmin chimed. He looked over his shoulder to see Nayeon, grinning down at him. Looped through either of her arms were two of her friends, names he could barely recall due to their limited interactions. He had to wrack his brain for a second to get it. One had Oreo-colored short hair. Jeongyeon. The other had flowing caramel brown hair. Sana. Bingo. The three of them looked like a powerhouse of women, it almost intimidated him. “Hey.”

“Hey.” 

“I haven’t seen you around the apartment recently.” Seokmin shrugged.

“Joshua said he’s been busy. I didn’t want to bother.” Nayeon rolled her eyes.

“He can be so dramatic. He hasn’t left his room in like three days. Jeonghan told me.”

Seokmin felt his breath hitch in his throat. “Really?” Nayeon nodded. “Is he sick?”

“I don’t know.” She sounded almost apologetic. “He might be. He overdoes it when exam time comes. He’s been that way as long as I’ve known him.” Seokmin looked down at his phone, still dark with no messages. “You should message him. Even if he’s busy, I’m sure he’d like to hear from you.” She smiled. “I’ll tell him you’re looking for him, too. Okay?”

“Okay. Thanks, Noona.” He waved the trio off as they headed deeper into the library. As he turned back to the table, his eyes settled on the scattered mess before him. He couldn’t begin to imagine what Joshua was doing alone in his room, cooped up for days with the same sight of scattered textbooks and assignments overwhelming his eyesight. It made Seokmin want to throw up. He reached for his phone and opened up Joshua’s messages. Still nothing, dry as a bone for almost five days. 

[Seokmin] (now): I hope studying is going well. Don’t overwork, okay? Make sure to eat and get sunlight. Lots of rest, too! Finals are still some time away, so take time for yourself. He paused, before continuing to type. We should hang out before Study Week. I’d love to make bracelets again. Does that sound ok with you?

Anyway, fighting! Talk soon. 

Seokmin pressed send on his messages, biting his lip. He stared at them for what felt like hours. People were passing to and from the library doors, and the moon was already making its way high in the sky before he got up and headed home for dinner.

No response. Seokmin pulled up the messages again, met with the blue moon and the note ‘Joshua has his phone silenced’.

[Seokmin] (now): I want to tell you how I feel and I’m scared of how you’ll react. I want to hang out soon. Please text me back. 

He stopped walking for a moment, before his thumb pressed the backspace button and wiped that message from existence. He exhaled, watching his breath billow in the brisk November air around him.

Seokmin was going to need more help figuring out how to handle this.

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         Seokmin’s phone began to ring just as he got out of the shower. Tugging the towel off his head, he tossed it to the side and plopped down on his bed. A photo of him and his mother the last time he visited home flashed on the screen, a candid selfie with Seokmin’s face in the forefront while his mother only offered a side eye when she noticed the phone. He quickly answered.

         “Mom, hey.” He hummed. “What’s wrong?”

         A deep sigh came from the other end and Seokmin’s stomach twisted into knots. “Your aunt called your sister.”

         “Oh?”

         “She managed to get Eunkyung home. How she did it, I have no idea. Your Aunt always had a special way of getting through to her. Maybe they’re both alike.”

         Look who’s talking. “That’s great. Is she home?”

         “Well, she said she’ll be home tomorrow after school. Let’s see how it goes. I just wanted to let you know.” Seokmin sighed. He could tell the situation was nowhere near resolved, a pot of boiling water with the burner set to simmer. It wouldn’t cause a problem now, but eventually the water would bubble up again and spill over; causing a painful mess. “How have you been? Final calls are Friday, you said? Are you nervous?”

         “Uh, yeah. A bit.”

         “How’s your friend? Joshua Hong?” The mention of his name made Seokmin want to start crying. He bit his lip, the long hesitation making his mother pipe up. “Seokmin? Hello?”

         “I’m here.” He choked out. He told his mom everything. He told his mom everything because she told him everything. All his life, that’s how it was. “I haven’t heard from him….and he hasn’t been at school.”

         Mom clicked her tongue. “Why?”

         “He said finals. They’re coming up, but he said he’s getting a head start on them. And his phone’s been on silent for the entire week.”

         “Huh. Typical. Men always have some sort of fucking excuse.” Seokmin sighed. “Except you. You’re the one good man in this world. And that’s because I raised you.” He heard rustling on the other end -most likely kitchen cabinets - before his mom continued to speak. “Your father was the exact same way. He always had an excuse. Couldn’t come to your performances. Couldn’t take Eunkyung to the doctor because of something. And you know where he was? Take a guess.”

Seokmin didn’t have to. “Exactly. The bar.” His mom said into the silence. Seokmin felt his eyes water as he looked over to his bookshelf where his little deer plush was sitting, nestled next to all of the other ones. “Honey, we’re the same type of person when it comes to love. We fall for people who look like they have it all, but in the end, they prove to have nothing. If this Joshua kid thinks you’re stupid enough to fall for his ‘finals’ excuse, then he’s not worth your time. And don’t make excuses for him, either. Okay? Don’t let him walk all over you…”

“O-okay…” Seokmin choked out.

“I’m sorry, honey. Love is hard. You’ll find the right one.” A pause. “Your aunt is calling again. I’ll let you go. Call me when you get your results for the play.”

“Night.” Seokmin said. He listened to his mother hang up the phone and set his own down. He didn’t even ask about how to go about confessing his feelings, and after that, he didn’t think he wanted to. He took a deep breath, opening his messages. Two from Mingyu. One from his Aunt. One spam message offering him a great deal when he uses their link. Nothing from Joshua.

“Hyung.” Seokmin looked up as the door opened, Seungkwan poking his head in. “I’m about to go out with Seunghee and Wooseok. Will you be okay?” His voice trailed off when he got a good look at Seokmin’s face. “What’s wrong?”

He frantically wiped his eyes. “Nothing. I’m fine.” He said. “Go and have fun. Don’t be out too long. Okay?” Seungkwan frowned, making his way inside and sitting on the bedside. He crossed his arms.

“Be serious. I can tell you’re upset about something.” Seokmin shook his head.

“Really. It’s not a big deal, I'll probably just sleep it off and be fine.” Seokmin read his friend’s expression, eyebrow arched in disbelief. He responded by nudging the younger. “Go on. Go on. Don’t keep your friends waiting. Is Hansol busy today? Did Wonwoo snatch him up?”

“Hah! He wishes!” Seungkwan grinned confidently. Seokmin smiled, watching as the younger rose from the bed. “Hansol’s got work. You sure you’ll be ok?”

“Nothing a good book and a melatonin won’t fix.” Seungkwan was motioned out the door. “See you tonight~.” He watched Seungkwan head down the hall. As the door locked behind him, Seokmin sank onto the couch, covering his face. He took a deep breath, falling to his side. “What do I do?” he muttered to himself.

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         Joshua wasn’t on campus Thursday, either. Regardless, Seokmin had no idea how to confess his feelings to the older. Not to mention final roles were being announced the next day. The first draft of Seokmin’s monologue was due by the middle of the next week. He still had no idea what to write for it, a few crummy lines and overly dramatic synonyms for ‘jealous’ scribbled in his notebook. 

His head was swimming with thoughts once again, so when Junhui suggested getting together in the quad to work on assignments, he practically jumped out of his seat. The crew got together, nestled in groups of three. Seokmin rested against Junhui, thumbing through his monologue draft. Across from them, Minghao was quietly drafting up some set designs for the play, occasionally snapping photos to send to his art club group chat. Mingyu, Hansol, and Seungkwan were chatting about their recent assignment to create a math activity for their grade of choice. The way Seungkwan described it sounded much easier than it seemed, and Mingyu began on his “I’m quitting to be a stripper” agenda which sent Hansol into a fit of laughter.

         “I need a break.” Seokmin closed his book, sticking it into his bag. Junhui peered over as Seokmin pulled out a book, flipping through the pages until he got to his bookmark.

         “I need one too.” Tossing his book to the side, Junhui leaned away from Seokmin. He grinned a bit when Seokmin toppled over, only scooting closer to Minghao. The youngest of the trio peered up from his sketchbook, eyebrow arched.

         “Can I help you?” he asked. Junhui shook his head.

         “No.” he said. “I just said I needed a break.” Junhui rested his head on Minghao’s shoulder, peering down at the sketchbook in his hand. “Can I help?”

         “Heh, no.” Seokmin sat up, watching as despite Minghao’s protest, he still listened to Junhui’s suggestions. Seokmin noticed the fondness in his eyes when they fell on Junhui. He noticed the snicker that escaped his lips. “That’s never going to work.”

         “Well not with that attitude.”

         Hoping to distract from the pain in his chest, Seokmin sat upright and looked down at his book, beginning to read while the others worked around him. He leafed through the pages of his romance novel, the crucial scene midway where the main love interests were trying to navigate how to express their feelings. Ironic. 

         Seokmin skimmed as the male lead contemplated his options. A big gesture? Too much. A letter? Too impersonal. Having a friend relay the message? What was this, fifth grade? Seokmin wanted to see how the male lead succeeded, hoping it would encourage him to do the same.

         If he’s going to make excuses then forget him! 

         If this Joshua kid thinks you’re stupid enough to fall for his finals crap, then he doesn’t deserve you.

         “Do you think Joshua-Hyung is lying?” He blinked, taking a moment to register the words leaving his mouth. When he lifted his head, Minghao and Junhui were looking up at him, Minghao’s pencil frozen on the sketchbook.

         “Why do you say that?” he asked. Seokmin paused.

         “…Who studies so intensely for finals this early in the semester? I mean, it’s not early, but…it’s only the middle of November. Most people don’t worry about it until the first week in December at least.”

         “Lots of people do.” Junhui said.

         “Yeah, but he hasn’t been at school either. Nayeon-Noona said he’s not sick.” Seokmin set the open book on his lip, eyebrows scrunched. “Is he avoiding me? Do you think I did something to upset him?”

         “I doubt it.” Minghao said. “Based on what I’ve heard, he’s crazy about you.”

         “That’s what everyone says.” Seokmin said. “And I want it to be true, but…” Seokmin’s voice faded.

         “You don’t want to be made a fool. We know.” Junhui replied with a hum of recognition. “I don’t think that will happen.”

         Seokmin looked up. “I’ve wracked my entire brain with ways to tell him. But every idea seems so ridiculous.”

         “Maybe you should just tell him.” Minghao grinned a bit. Seokmin blinked, his confused expression making the younger snort.. “Seokmin, you should just go up to him and say ‘I like you’.”

         Seokmin chuckled. “You make it sound so easy….” His phone vibrated, and he pulled it out to see a social media post from the school’s musical theatre Instagram. It showed Soonyoung in the foreground, grinning into the selfie as he pointed as Jihoon, an unamused look on his face. He held a piece of paper in his hand.

         Role call! Announcement posted on the auditorium doors tomorrow at 3 p.m.! Be there or be square!

         Seokmin watched as his phone began flooding with texts from Jihyo and Dahyun about the time, asking if Seokmin wanted to join them to look at the announcements together. ‘Strength in numbers’ Dahyun said. He quickly replied with eager agreement. A hand extended to Junhui, and he leaned forward to look at the post as well.

         “Well, now I’m going to be thinking about it until 2:59, aren’t I?” Seokmin studied the post for a minute longer, as if there were some hidden meaning he just wasn’t getting. 

OK. Now I need to find a way to keep my mind from exploding for the next 24 hours. Seokmin set the phone on his lap again, eyeing the opened pages in his novel. I could think about all the other crap going on in my life. How my family is about to fall apart at the seams….

How I still have no solid draft for my final monologue…

How I’m so much of a chicken to tell Joshua how I feel…

How this book is due by tomorrow and I’m barely half-way through….

How…

Like fitting a long-lost puzzle piece into its spot, something in Seokmin’s head finally clicked. He looked down at the half-finished book, finger pressed in between the pages to keep him in his place. 

Maybe your life is turning into one of your romance books. 

Seungkwan’s teasing weeks prior crashed into his brain like a tidal wave, but his eyes sparkled like two lighthouses ready to guide the lost ships to shore. 

         “I know what to do.” He gasped. Minghao and Junhui waited patiently for his answer. “I need a push. I can’t just go out and do it.”

         “I’ll push the both of you into a closet until you do it.” Junhui grinned when Minghao nudged him.

         The joke didn’t even make Seokmin flinch. “I’ll tell him if I get the lead in the play tomorrow.”

Minghao tilted his head. “What made you think up that one?”

The lighthouse lights in his eyes dimmed with clouds of uncertainty. “Is it stupid?” 

“No. I just want to know the thought process.” Minghao assured, Junhui nodding in agreement. 

         The evidence was in his book, holding up the pages littered with declarations of love he hoped to recreate himself. “That’s how it happens in stories!” Seokmin tossed up his book, the object landing in front of him with a loud clunk. “The lead takes a major life achievement as a sign to finally confess their feelings. Everything progresses! You know?!” 

         Minghao and Junhui shared a glance. Immediately, Junhui looked over at the other trio. “Guys.” He called.

         Three sets of eyes landed on the beaming brunette, and he tensed. “Oh, no.” Seokmin fell onto his back when the others. 

         “Should Seokmin confess his feelings to Joshua-Hyung if he gets the lead role tomorrow?” Minghao asked.

         “Why?” Hansol asked.

         “Everything progresses, or whatever he just said.”

         “It’s in the books.” Seokmin whined behind his hands.

         “I think that’s really romantic.” Seungkwan said. Mingyu nodded. Seokmin sat up, eyes sparkling. “Kind of stupid too. But in a romantic way.” He grinned when Seokmin sat up, the lighthouses behind his eyes ramped up to a thousand.

         “Kwannie, I knew I could count on you!” Seokmin gasped, tugging the younger into a tight hug. Seungkwan chuckled, patting Seokmin’s arm in support.

         Running a hand through his hair, Mingyu exclaimed: “Now, you just need to actually see the guy so you can confess. And when the hell will he be back on campus?” Seokmin paused, pursing his lips together. 

         “…I’ll just have to go to his house.” He said simply. “I want this to work. I need to be proactive.” 

I want to be proactive. I need this to work.

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Later that evening, Seokmin was telling everyone he knew of his fool-proof plans. Half a block over, Jeonghan was staring at Joshua’s closed door, the same one he had seen for the past 3 days. He could hear muffled typing on a keyboard. 

A knock. “Joshuji…” No answer.

Another knock. “Joshua.” No answer.

One final knock. Still nothing. “Joshua Hong!”

A hard slam was heard on the other end that made Jeonghan jump. “What Jeonghan?!” 

Silence for a moment as the sound faded into the walls. “I'm headed to bed. Gotta work early tomorrow. Need me for any-?” 

“No.”

Jeonghan put his hands in his pockets. “Alright. Get some sleep tonight, okay?” He bit his lip. He turned his head, but paused for a second. “Also, Seokmin was worried about you. Don’t be selfish and keep him waiting anymore, okay?”   

Joshua leaned back in his chair as footsteps puttered from his door. He sighed, leaning over and checking his alarm clock. 2:15 a.m. Looking down at the half-finished PowerPoint for his practicum lesson, he clicked off to show the one for his next discussion.

Downing another cup of coffee, Joshua ran a hand in his hair. 

He still had to make a discussion reflection sheet.

 Joshua popped two painkillers down his throat when the front of his skull began pounding.  

Not to mention, he had to get a head start on his finals.

Another cup of coffee was already brewing. 

I haven’t stayed top of my graduating year by my good looks alone. 

Joshua kind of wished it was that easy. 

By 3 in the morning, tired fingers glided on his eyes. The four seconds they were closed was enough time for him to perk up and keep going. He had made it through the night with less.

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[jeeseth]

cats! (rq)

pairing : hokazono iroha x fem!reader

summary : during a late night walk with iroha, the two of you come across a stray cat. being the maknae duo you are, you two decided to bring it back to the dorm and raised it.

cw/tw : 6th member reader, reader is 07 (but younger than wonhee), grammatical error

The laughter of two girls may be heard from a distance. You and Iroha had just returned from the convenience store, and you couldn't help but giggle at the tmi she was sharing. It's been a while since the two of you went for a late-night walk—practice was insanely stressful, and this late-night walk was much needed.

You two were walking back to the dorm when Iroha suddenly stopped. She noticed a stray cat coming their way.

“Unnie, look at that cat!” Iroha said, pointing at the little stray. They both approached the cat and cautiously tried to pet it.

“It seems pretty friendly.” You smiled, when Iroha pet the cat.

“Yes, and very cute,” Iroha replied still petting the cat.

The cat let out a gentle meow, and the girls felt like it was asking to be taken home with them.

“Unnie can we take her home? Pretty pleaseee!!” Iroha pleaded with her puppy eyes. You thought about it for a moment before agreeing anyways.

“Of course!” You agreed without considering it further. You're worried about how the elder members would react, but you can't just leave this adorable stray here.

Iroha carefully picked up the cat and you started walking back to the dorm. The cat was pretty light and was not struggling to get out of their arms. It seems like she liked the two of you.

Soon, the two of you arrived at the dorm and opened the door. The cat walk in with them without struggling.

“Roha, I think she likes you.” You giggled as you watch the cat following Iroha wherever she goes.

“I think so too!” Iroha laughed as she started running around the living room with the cat still trailing behind. Your laughter were cut off when suddenly the other members came to see what’s going on.

“Ya! What’s with the sudden earthquake!” Yunah shouted, ruffling her hair. Looks like you two woke her up from her nap.

“What’s that? A cat?” Moka asked, looking at Iroha who is now standing still while the cat is meowing at her.

“Aigoo, where did you guys even find it, I thought you two went to buy ice cream?” Minju sighed as she plopped down on the sofa with Wonhee joining her afterwards.

“U-umm, the cat suddenly came to us when we were walking and we just couldn’t help but to bring it home.” You admitted while playing with your fingers.

“What’s her name?”

“Eh?” You and Iroha looked at each other at the same time. This was not what you two expected but you’re more than grateful that they’re not mad.

“We haven’t thought about it yet… we thought y’all would be mad.”

“Over such a cute looking tabby cat? Never!” Wonhee exclaimed, petting the cat softly.

After pondering for a while, Yunah suggested, “How about we call it Mugi?”

Moka thought about it for a second and then said, “I like the name. Mugi it is!”

“Let’s make sure this cat feels safe and comfortable here.” Minju smiled.

“Yes. From now on Mugi is illit’s cat.”

Iroha brings the cat into your shared bedroom to play with her. The cat seemed quite happy and comfortable in her presence. It was clear that it felt safe and loved here. After playing with Mugi for a while, the girls let her rest and lay down.

“Mugi seems very happy with us,” Iroha said with a happy smile on your face.

“Yes, let’s make sure we keep taking good care of Mugi.” You replied while petting Mugi softly.

a/n — rq means requested!