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The Toddler || Red Velvet

♡ Member: OT5 x 6th member*Femreader

♡ Theme: Comedy, low-key mystery?

♡ Warning: Doesn't take place in recent time? More like somewhere between 2018 - 2019

♡ Description: Yeri's turned into a toddler. Yup, a toddler, and turned into an absolutely terrible one at that(at least her adorableness makes up for it). But now you and your members have to spend an entire day taking care of this puppy-sized demon, keep her out of trouble and try not to go insane as you all figure out how to turn her back to her old self.

Word count: 9.4k

(Very unserious)

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"Y/N-AH! COME HERE! QUICKLY!"

Being rudely awoken out of your early morning slumber by the sudden call, you lazily rub the sleep from your eyes and stretch out your back with a strained yawn before sitting up from your bed. You glance around the dark and empty room groggily, your eyes barely adjusted to the dark lighting so it takes a few seconds longer for you to notice the two vacant beds where you were expecting to see Irene and Seulgi taking their rest in, though, they're nowhere to be seen.

You slightly frown in confusion at their disappearance, but you quickly shrug it off, knowing your energy's too low and your curiosity isn't piqued enough to care about them or their whereabouts as your only main focus right now is figuring out who called out for you and why they thought it was okay to disrupt you amidst your blissful dreams.

Slipping on your house shoes and muttering frustrated curses under your breath, you leisurely make your exit out of the bedroom and follow where you heard the earlier voice.

As you drag your feet further into the living room you roll your eyes almost instantly, your eyes landing on the huddled group of your members standing near the couch. None of them pay any notice to you as you approach them closer, and they continue to hold their heads down, silently staring at whatever lies in the center of their circle. Oh god.. What did they do this time? (You and your members are always finding yourselves doing stupid things and getting yourselves in some kind of trouble so it wouldn't be any surprise to you if they've dug themselves into another situation. But you don't have a single clue as to what mess these five could've possibly gotten themselves into at this time of hour..)

"It's too early for thisss.." you drag out in a whiny groan, still cranky from the disruption of your morning rest. "What going on? Who called out for me? And why are you all huddled around like that? What are you looking at— I— Uh— Y-Yeri?"

Nothing, and you mean absolutely nothing could've prepared you for what your eyes would lay on as you pushed between Joy and Irene to investigate what had stolen everyone's attention.

You thought at worst that maybe it would've been a dead bug or rodent, a broken dish or a leak from upstairs. Maybe they were just holding some sort of ritual, or maybe they were playing some annoying game that involved them huddling around each other creepily while calling you out of your sleep at four in the morning to purposely get you all cranky.

Well no. It was none of those. Not even close.

"Yes.. that's Yeri," Irene mutters back absentmindedly, continuing to stare down with a look of disbelief.

You're definitely wide awake now and you blink your eyes rapidly as your vision makes shape of the now toddler form of your youngest member who's looking up, giving you all a look that shows she's just as confused as you are.

Yeri's a toddler now?!

No— This can't be! This isn't real! This has to be some sort of dream!

You pinch yourself once, then twice, and even a third time, yet nothing in front of you changes.. there isn't a white void spreading around the room.. and the world around you doesn't seem to be shrinking or getting any smaller either..

Welp, you're not dreaming.

You crinkle your nose and squint your eyes as you observe the child with a more intense look of scrutiny; from the large, doll-like eyes sheltered behind her wispy lashes to the distinct mole in the center of her nose down to the soft curve of her Cupid's bow this little girl is quite literally identical to the Yeri you all know and love and there's no room to try and deny it.

"This is a prank.. right? Or are we collectively hallucinating the same thing right now and going insane?"

"Not at all.." Wendy mutters, slowly shaking her head.

"Unless you count me being woken up to that child sleeping all up under me and snoring in my ear, not seeing Yeri in her bed or anywhere in the dorm even though all of her belongings including her phone which you know she'd never leave alone were still there, every time I called out for Yeri that child would respond or the fact that she's literally wearing the exact heart print pajama set Yeri wore to bed a hallucination.." Joy grumbles all at once.

"Joy had called everyone to the living room, and once me and Joohyun came in here to see what Joy was fussing about, that's when we saw this toddler, but when we tried to speak to her she wouldn't say a word to us and has just been staring at us like.. that.. since. So we've all just been staring back at her. I think she might be scared." Seulgi adds.

"Oh?.." You scrunch your eyebrows. Well, of course, a child is more than likely going to be terrified if five women double their size who they don't know are surrounding them while they all silently stare down at them. Anyone would be.

You take a step closer to the toddler. "So, you guys are certain, 100% positive that this is Yeri and not some random child who broke into our dorm?"

Everyone nods quietly.

You have so.. so many questions that probably won't get answered, but for right now you just need to figure out how much this supposed Yeri truly knows.

You squat down to the little girl's level, letting your chin rest in your palms as you speak in a gentle, more inviting tone. "Yeri?"

She's responsive to your call, spinning her entire body around to face you and tilting her head, indicating that she's listening.

"Do you know who I am? Who any of us are?"

She stays silent for a couple of seconds, still staring at you with a deadpan expression before poking a finger at your chest with a cheesy grin. "Y/N-ie!"

Your eyes widen and you slightly jump, taken aback by the abruptness of the change in her energy and the unexpected poke. "Uh—Yes! That's right! I am Y/N! Who's she?" Your pointer finger leads in Seulgi's direction.

She follows your finger, her eyes lighting up once she spots Seulgi. "It's Seulgi!" she exclaims, hopping up and down as she claps.

Seulgi clutches her mouth, blushing and cheesing hard into her palm with a tiny squeal, the little one's smile instantly melting her heart. "Ack! She's so cute?!"

The rest of your members utter small noises of awe at the toddler's adorableness and quickly kneel around her, asking all at once to see if she also knows their names. Along with that, they completely just overwhelm her with a bunch of random questions that they know only Yeri could answer right.

Despite the absolute pressure you'd expect the little one to be facing from all of these bombarding questions, she answers every last one of your inquiries correctly without a single stutter or moment of hesitation. And with everything that was needed answered, you all also find out that she even remembers that she's a singer and that you're all together in the girl group Red Velvet.

So it's confirmed. Somehow, in some odd, surreal way, the adorable toddler standing amongst you all is 100% without a doubt your Yeri.

The only error in this discovery is that she doesn't realize or believe that she's supposed to be an adult. No matter how many times you all try to explain to her that she was a twenty-year-old just five hours ago, she's still not comprehending that she's "changed" and keeps insisting to you all that she's only three.

And despite Yeri being able to remember every aspect of her idol life, you also realize that she for some reason doesn't envision any of those memories of herself being in her adult form, which would mean that whatever memories she holds from performing on stage, attending shows or just being with you guys, you're all still the same you, the same age, but Yeri would remember herself as her three-year-old self, maybe even younger—five adults and a three-year-old all in a girl group together, sharing a dorm and casually hanging out with each other.

Yeah, that kinda isn't clicking or sitting right with any of you.

"So Yeri, do you remember what you did before you went to bed last night?" you ask, idly twirling the curls of her hair around your finger.

"I watched a movie and drank hot chockie and went to sleep!"

You furrow your eyebrows. "Oh, uh.. is that it? You didn't do anything else? Nothing weird or unexpected happened?"

Yeri shakes her head in forceful sways, her hair swinging all around dramatically. You look up at your members and purse your lips. "Well.. that didn't give us any help."

"Guys, should we tell someone about Yeri?.." Wendy suddenly asks, but Irene disapproves of the idea almost immediately, aggressively shaking her head. "Are you crazy? That's just going to create a bunch of unnecessary panic and chaos, and that's the last thing we want.

It's our day off and none of us have anything important to do. We'll have enough time before the end of the day to research and find an explanation and solution for what happened to Yeri."

"Wait— Guys, maybe there was something in the hot chocolate that changed her?" Seulgi suggests.

"What? No— It couldn't have!" Joy quickly dismisses. "Me and Joohyun also drank some last night but obviously you can see that we're not toddlers."

"I mean, we don't know that for sure.." Wendy buts in, a teasing grin curving her lips, "Just because you two aren't toddlers now doesn't necessarily mean you still don't have a chance of turning into one later. It's probably going in order from youngest to oldest and since Yeri's the youngest that means you're up next."

Joy cringes and scoffs at Wendy's theory, forcefully shoving her shoulder. "Eughh, shut up! I'm not turning into a toddler!"

"Yeah, you are!"

Joy and Wendy begin to go back and forth with each other, arguing whether or not if Joy's going to turn into a toddler soon.

"Guys, enough!" Irene scolds, immediately pulling Wendy and Joy out of their petty argument, "Can we try to get back serious? We still have an entire child right here who needs to be taken care of!"

You nod along to Irene's words, "Yeah, so while we try to figure out how to turn Yeri back or why she even turned in the first place we also need to figure out what to do with her and how to take care of her."

Everyone nods and hums, but it seems Joy must've had a different idea in mind of what she had intended to spend her time doing as she looks at you all with a grimace and down at her phone, checking the time. "Uhm.. it's 5 am on a Sunday, also my day off, and I'm kinda tired and didn't plan to do another of this so I'm going back to bed. You guys can go ahead and take care of all of that without me." And before any of you can utter a word of protest, Joy's already up and gone, speed-walking back to her room.

"Seriously, Sooyoung?!" You shoot the closed bedroom door an affronted look, sinking into the betrayal from Joy's sudden departure.

Seeing you're all still frozen in disbelief and not paying any attention her way, Wendy uses that distraction as her cue to make her slow but not in any way slick attempt to ease her way out of the circle.

You all notice her immediately. "Um, Wendy?"

Her breath hitches once she feels your gazes on her and she pauses her movements, her face flushing in embarrassment. "I.. Uh.. I'm not really in the mood to take care of any kids right now and uh.. ima just.. yeah.." Wendy slithers into the room with Joy, locking the door.

You turn over to the remaining two, rolling your eyes. "Well, that's two members down. Anyone else trying to abandon me watch Yeri all alone?"

Irene quickly shakes her head. "Of course not, that would just be cruel."

"Yeah, I won't leave you hanging," Seulgi adds, a benevolent smile sharpening her lips.

You mirror her smile and let out a sigh of relief before sparing all of your attention back over at Yeri. "Well Yeri, it's still really early and kids your age need your long hours of sleep. I bet you're still pretty tired so we should probably take you back to bed—"

"—PIGGYBACK!"

You yelp, falling face forward into the carpet as Yeri lunges at you, clambering onto your back.

Irene and Seulgi instinctively jump back, gasping and staring at you in shock while you groan miserably, Yeri continuing to hold tightly onto you. "Carry me around like a pony, Y/N-ie! NOW!"

You whimper weakly into the carpet, struggling to even lift your head while you try to turn to the side.

You can already tell this is going to be a long day.

"I DON'T WANT!" Yeri shouts and shuns her head to the side in refusal, making it clear that she's not in any way keen on consuming the bowl of cereal Seulgi offers.

You and Irene immediately throw your heads back with exasperated groans and Seulgi defeatedly lowers the bowl, slowly scooting it back towards herself. "But Yeri, this is your favorite cereal! No one here eats it except for you! You literally bought this the other day just for yourself!"

"—NO. NO! I HATE!"

Seulgi purses her lips and Irene narrows her eyes at Yeri, an almost unnoticeable sigh escapes her lips. It's evident that Irene's patience with Yeri is waning, you know for a fact that yours already is(You guys have only reached the two-hour mark of babysitting Yeri, yet she's already burned off more than half of the energy that any of you use daily), but she still does her best to loosen her nerves and quickly replace her look exhaustion with a motherly smile so it's not as noticeable. "Yerim sweetie, you didn't want the eggs I made nor my pancakes. You didn't want me to make you oatmeal, you didn't want yogurt, you didn't want any kind of meat and you don't want this cereal so at this point, I'm not truly sure what you want or if you even want to eat."

The petulant toddler glares at you all, jutting her lower lip in an exaggerated pout as she bangs her fists on the table. "I WANT CUPCAKES!"

"Yeri, we already told you it's not good to eat desserts this early in the day," Seulgi reminds her calmly, but Yeri completely ignores her words entirely and bangs her fists on the hardwood once more, growling as she does.

"I WANT CUPCAKES!"

Yeri's persistent alright. You three have been dealing with this back-and-forth with her for the past half hour but it doesn't seem she's anywhere close to giving any of it up and her defiance hasn't deterred in the slightest; if anything, it's only increased. She's determined to have this go her way, to annoy the hell out of you all until you finally reach a breaking point and are given no choice but to give in to her wants, but then an idea—that you were proud of before you soon found out afterward that toddlers aren't stupid, especially when they're cranky like this—strikes you.

You reach over and take hold of the bowl, scooping a spoonful of the half-soggy cereal and playfully motioning it toward Yeri's mouth. "Hey, how about we pretend this cereal is cupcake flavored! Let's just take a big bite and—"

Yeri slaps the spoon from your hand without warning, the cereal and milk mixture splattering all around on the walls, floor and your face. You thin your lips into a straight line, clenching your fists as you try to maintain your composure and slowly wipe a hand over your face. "Okay then.."

Yeri crosses her arms, holding her frown. "I. Want. Cupcakes."

Seulgi turns to you and Irene. "Guys we've been dealing with this for the past thirty minutes, I don't think she'll accept anything else. Should we just go ahead and buy her some cupcakes?"

Irene sharply contorts her eyebrow in an arch at Seulgi, which is a nicer and more appropriate way of her saying "hell no."

Suddenly, Irene pulls out her phone typing away on it and momentarily, you feel a buzz go off in your lap and lift your phone, looking down at the screen to a new message from you and your members' group chat.

[BJH]

| Okay.. you guys can go ahead and get some

| cupcakes, but just know that we're not going

| to give in to Yeri that easily!

| When you two bring them we'll trick Yeri

| into thinking we're allowing her to eat them

| but instead give her some real breakfast food

| first and tell her to finish it before we allow

| her to actually eat any cupcakes.

| After eating, her little tummy will be so full

| that she won't even want the cupcakes

| anymore!

[You]

| KK >:)

[KSG]

| so we're not actually going to let her eat any

| cupcakes?

[BJH]

| Nope!

[KSG]

| ah..

| okie!

You and Seulgi look up from your phones and flash overly fake smiles Yeri's way. "Okay fine, Yeri. You win. We'll go get you the cupcakes!"

Yeri bubbles gleeful cheers and applauds happily hearing your change of mind as you and Seulgi sit up from the table and venture to your shared room to put on your jackets and slippers as you get ready to go downstairs to the cafe. After Seulgi wraps her hair into a bun, you two walk up to the front door, getting ready to open it, but not before making a quick turn to Yeri. "So Yeri, what flavor do you want—"

You cut yourself off, too appalled to even finish your sentence as every single one of your jaws fall ajar watching Yeri ferociously eat away at the cereal. The same one she just said she hated not even five minutes ago.

Seulgi clears her throat which brings Yeri's attention to her and she mutters, "I.. thought you said you hated that cereal.."

Yeri smiles cheekily. "No, I love it!" She stuffs another spoonful into her mouth.

"So.. you don't want any cupcakes?"

"Nope!"

You three silently exchange exhausted looks with each other, then at the mess in the kitchen and on the table from all of the earlier failed attempts all while Yeri happily and continuously stuffs her mouth, messily slurping up the milk and grain mixture.

"Get up!" you demand, taking Joy by the shoulders and roughly shaking her awake.

Joy whines, placing a pillow over her head to block you out. "Whyy?"

"Because I've been up since five watching over and entertaining Yeri! That little menace created a huge mess in the kitchen, she's been running back and forth all around the living room for the past hour, there are crayons and half-washed-off colored marker markings all over the walls, she almost escaped the dorm and exposed herself like four times already, I'm pretty sure she's caused Joohyun to already grow gray hairs from the amount of stress she's caused, she just never seems to lose energy, we just now got her situated and somewhat calmed down and we're just tired! We need help. I need a break, Sooyoung!

We're all supposed to be in this together anyway! So as long as you're here in this dorm, you're also responsible for Yeri. And if you love your members dearly and don't want to watch us age five more years every two hours then that should be a good enough reason to help us out. Now get up!"

Joy groans into the pillow as you continue to rattle her by the shoulders. You progressively get more aggressive the longer it takes for the stubborn woman to give you any sort of a verbal, coherent response. "Okay! Okay! I will! Just stop shaking me or else I'll find the nearest thing to me that's sold and painful to throw at your face!"

You chuckle at the loose threat and lightly pat Joy's head. "Good. And If you're not out here by the next thirty seconds I won't hesitate to drag you out of this bed by your ankles."

Joy huffs even louder in annoyance once you step out of the room because she knows you're not bluffing(She has a carpet burn scar on her knee from the last time she decided to not cooperate with you). She throws her blanket aside and lazily pushes herself out of bed, slumping her shoulders and stubbornly drags her feet out of the room, not without letting out an exaggerated groan loud enough just for you to hear to emphasize the absolute dread you're causing by making her do this.

She enters the living room, first taking a glance over at Seulgi, Wendy and Yeri who are still in their pajamas lying on the couch and watching TV, and then looks over at you and Irene who are standing near the door with keys in hand.

Joy arches an eyebrow in suspicion. "And where are you two going?"

"Well, Yeri doesn't want what they're serving down in the cafe for lunch and said she wants pizza instead. But most of the pizza spots today are closed since it's Sunday and the only places near us that are open are walk-in and drive-through orders only.."

"Oh."

With no further words needing to be said, you and Irene make your exit and Joy walks over to the couch, situating herself next to the TV-engaged Yeri. As Joy settles into the couch, Yeri turns to Joy's side profile, observing the older woman in awe as she flashes a sinuous grin. "Sooyoungie!"

Joy looks over at Yeri, smiling simply. "Hey, Yeri! Whatcha watching?"

"My Little Pony!"

"Ah, I see.." Joy trails off, nodding her head in slow, deliberate nods as she pans her attention to the TV, pretending to be interested in the kids' show. In the corner of her eye, she spots Seulgi and Wendy, noticing that they aren't even paying attention to Yeri or the show, too busy looking down at their phones. She sucks her teeth at them with a swift roll of her eyes, annoyed that they're leaving her all the responsibility to keep a close eye on watching Yeri, but she continues to watch the show nonetheless.

As Joy watches, she suddenly begins to feel eyes on her; tiny, toddler, Yeri-sized eyes burning into the side of her face. She tries to ignore the intense gaze, but the longer her stare lasts, the more uncomfortable and unsettled Joy becomes.

Joy finally turns her head to Yeri, locking eyes and quirks a brow. "What?.."

Yeri doesn't respond, and the two of them begin to have a silent stare-off until suddenly the younger girl slings her head over, sinking her tiny teeth into Joy's forearm.

Joy lets out a shriek, shaking her arm around in an attempt to throw Yeri off of her, but Yeri doesn’t budge. "AGH! WHAT THE HELL, YERI?! GUYS, GET HER OFF OF MEEE!"

Seulgi and Wendy flip their attention to Joy with horrified gasps, immediately dropping their devices and rushing over to pull Yeri away from her.

Joy continues to panic and shriek with Yeri's teeth remaining sunken into her skin. Wendy pulls Joy back while Seulgi tries to pull Yeri the opposite way.

After seconds of this brutal game of tug-a-war, Seulgi and Wendy finally manage to split the two away from each other.

Joy quickly stands up from the couch, backing far away from everyone while Seulgi holds Yeri down in her lap, or at least is trying her best to as Yeri's feet and arms flail around wildly, aimlessly smacking Seulgi in the face over and over.

"YOU LITTLE.." Joy holds an accusing finger at Yeri, then takes a second to glance down at her arm and gasps dramatically once she sees the bite mark on her skin. "DEMON! You're nothing but a puppy-sized demon!"

Yeri laughs wickedly at Joy's episode of distress, kicking her feet in the air and squirming her tiny body all around like a fish out of water as Seulgi struggles to keep her down.

Joy grits her teeth at Yeri, clenching her jaw. "This isn't funny! You're crazy! You hear me?!"

Wendy quickly steps over to Joy, gently placing a hand on her shoulder as she speaks calmly in her ear, "Yeri's just three, Sooyoung. Well.. technically not really.. but right now she is?.. Whatever— You get what I mean. What I'm trying to say is that she's just acting her age, she's not a demon. Calm down."

"She's literally bit my arm!"

"And three-year-olds normally do that, I'm pretty sure. She doesn't understand that she's hurting you anyway, she's just trying to have fun, even if means biting, kicking people and causing us great amounts of pain. We just need to be patient with her."

Joy squints her eyes. "Yeah, whatever."

"Come on, I'll get her to apologize to you and let her know why her action was wrong."

Wendy places a hand on Joy's lower back to turn her around and guide her towards Yeri, but right as the two turn their heads, a pillow is launched, slamming directly into Joy's face.

Wendy ducks down in a late reaction while Joy stumbles to the floor, the impact making her back collide against the wall behind her. Her eyes blaze with immense fury hearing Yeri's menacing laughs echo, knowing full and well that's where the pillow came from and what her intent was. "Alright, that's it! She's really asking for it now!"

Joy pushes herself to her feet, snatching up the pillow and charges towards Yeri.

Wendy's eyes widen and she quickly chases after Joy, holding her back by her shoulders.

"Let me at her!"

"No! She's just a toddler!" Wendy continues to remind Joy, grunting as she struggles to hold her back.

Yeri continues to sit in the exhausted Seulgi's lap, pointing her finger out and cackling at Joy's frustration and futile attempts to get at her.

"Just!.. Let me!.." Joy growls.

"No!"

Joy narrows her eyes into slits, realizing that Wendy will indeed keep her restrained until her anger comes to a quell. But Joy knows she won't be able to calm down anytime soon unless she's allowed to release her anger in some physical way, that's the only way it'll truly dissipate.

Realizing that Wendy isn't holding back any of her arms, she uses the opportunity to chuck the pillow Yeri's way.

Unfortunately for Joy with the horrible aim of her left arm, the pillow doesn't even graze over the little one, instead, smacking the poor, unknowing Seulgi in the eye as she lifts her head a second too early.

Irene rubs ointment on Joy's injury as Joy sits on the bathroom counter, coldly glaring down at Yeri who's standing alongside Irene. "Now Yerim-ah.. why did you bite Joy?"

Yeri shrugs simply, the blunt reaction making Joy clench her lips and hold the same accusing finger down at her, her arm shaking with fury. "Because she's a demon!"

Yeri sticks her tongue out teasingly at Joy which only stokes the older girl's irritation and urges her to claw her fingers out for the youngling.

Irene pinches the bridge of her nose, internally sighing to herself with a defeated head shake. It was already enough of a task for Irene practically having to mother five oversized children(you all), Joy and Yeri being the worst to keep out of arguments, but now she has to deal with the same thing except with an actual child?

The two continue their endless bickering while Irene places a bandage on Joy's arm as she tries to drown them out, and down in the kitchen, you walk up to the dining table, pulling yourself out a slice from the pizza box. As you savor a cheesy bite, you suddenly hear Wendy call out for everyone with a sense of urgency. "Guys! Guys! Come here! I think I might've figured out why Yeri turned into a toddler!"

"Wait, huh? Seriously?" You hurriedly skip over to the couch where Wendy is and take a seat beside her, taking a look at her computer screen.

Everyone else emerges from their rooms and gathers around with swiftness, except for Yeri who goes to grab herself some pizza.

"Okay guys, so Seulgi might've actually been onto something earlier! On this website, it says that this is a very rare occurrence, happening to only 1 in 1,000,000,000 people, but it states that if a person consumes a hot beverage right before going to bed, aka the hot chocolate Yeri drank, and then happens to have some sort of dream of themselves as their child self, whether the dream is set in their current reality or some timeline in their childhood, then there's a very very tiny chance that person could wake up in real life as their child self and in whatever period their dream was set.

So if they dreamt that they were a kid but were still re-enacting their current daily life then they'll wake up in the same life except as their child-self, and if they dreamt of themselves as a child but were existing at some point in their childhood then they'll wake up as a child and back in their old childhood days. Basically, it's like they're shifting between different realities or dimensions.

It doesn't specify what causes or why the person has those dreams, but I remember we were all looking at old pictures and talking about our childhood days sometime yesterday, so maybe those memories continued to linger in Yeri's mind as she slept and caused her to have a dream about being a child again.

Also, a big factor that allows for any of this to happen is belief. The dream has to be as realistic as possible, to the point that the person who's in the dream doesn't even realize they're dreaming! The longer they believe that they're still a kid and that what's around them is real, it won't take much longer until their dream ultimately becomes their reality."

You and Seulgi stare at Wendy with full interest, Irene's completely lost and Joy.. well, she's just unimpressed.

"That sounds fake and literally makes zero sense," Joy remarks bluntly. "Like what does drinking anything hot before bed have to do with any of what you just said?"

Wendy narrows her eyes at Joy and throws her hands up. "I don't know, man, maybe it does some kind of stimulating to the mind? If we're being real, absolutely nothing about this day makes sense, but this is the only website that had an answer that made enough sense for our situation! I'm just telling you all what the site says, okay? In not a genius!"

Joy huffs and folds her arms. "Well, I think this is all just nonsense."

Irene can already smell another argument brewing between the two, and not wanting to hear any annoying bickering she quickly buts in to prevent it. "—Well, how about we ask Yeri what she dreamt last night so we can see if it's anywhere accurate to what Wendy's telling us."

Wendy shakes her head. "Oh yeah I forgot to mention, the person isn't going to remember anything about the dream. Like at all."

You all squint and tilt your heads, more confused than ever now. Wendy almost had you had you for a second, and then she completely lost you.

"So if the person who turned into the child and had the dream doesn't remember the dream they had.. then how would the person who wrote this website even know anything about it?! Like where is any of this information coming from?!"

"Yeah, none of this is adding up."

"I'm so confused.."

Wendy throws her hands up again, her laptop slightly sliding down her thighs. "Guys, I already told you I'm not a genius! This information is just as new to me as it is to you! I went through every possible website I could and this was the only one that seemed reliable enough! Out of all the things I've read, just trust me on this when I say I'm like 90% sure this is our likely answer."

You all still aren't that much more convinced, but at this point, you don't have anything to lose, well, you definitely do, but you all just need to try something.

Joy sucks her teeth. "Okay, whatever you say. So what's the solution to turning Yeri back?"

Wendy scrolls down to the last page of the website. "She needs to drink an entire glass of ice water with a tablespoon of cinnamon in it, bathe in lukewarm water with a mixture of sunflower petals and raw honey for exactly 23 minutes, not go to sleep any later than an hour after taking the bath and when she does sleep she needs to lay upright."

"Yeri! Stop running around and being so loud! There are people below and next door to us!" you bellow as Yeri's tiny legs sprint from room to room. Your voice is practically gone with this being about the millionth you've had to repeat these words in just the last hour, and of course, to none of your surprise, Yeri does the complete opposite of your demands, only becoming noisier and more heavy-footed. You're honestly not sure why you even bother anymore.

You try capturing the little munchkin as she bolts past you out of your bedroom, but your futile attempt only leads to you wrapping your arms around nothingness and falling to your knees. Seulgi also attempts to grab Yeri but her efforts are to no avail; the klutzy bear ends up diving head-first into the floor, the hyperactive toddler slipping out of her reach right when she almost had her.

Luckily, Irene ends up catching Yeri by surprise, snatching her up and sitting her on her hip. "You really are a handful.." Irene sighs.

"Why did Yeri never tell us about how much of an actual menace she was as a child?.." Seulgi grumbles, pushing herself up from the floor, moaning and groaning with every ache in her body as she stands. You drag your feet over to the couch, throwing yourself down into the cushions.

"I want a doll!" Yeri randomly blurts out.

Irene playfully pinches the little one's cheek, a passive-aggressive smile curving her lips. "Well, do you think you really deserve for us to buy you a toy after the way you've been acting today?"

"Yes!"

Irene narrows her eyes. "Seriously, Yeri?"

Yeri nods, shouting another confident, "Yes." Irene shakes her head. "No, Yeri. We're not buying you a doll."

Yeri's smile is immediately wiped with a frown. "I want a doll! I want a doll! I want a doll!"

You and Seulgi groan in unison, covering your ears as Yeri starts yet another one of her many ear-bleeding tantrums.

"Yeri, shh! I said no!"

"Listen to your oldest," Wendy says in passing as she exits the bathroom, bopping Yeri's nose teasingly, which Wendy quickly finds out to never make the mistake of again as the angry toddler slaps her hand.

Wendy glares at Yeri, taking small steps back with caution and soothes the stinging sensation from her hand. "Brat."

While Yeri continues to scream and whine about, a series of knocks is soon heard from the front door. Everyone's hearts drop in an instant and you all completely come to a paralyze, shooting each other pointed looks in the silence.

"Who's that?!"

"I don't know!"

"What if someone filed a noise complaint on us and sent staff up here!"

You frantically swing your head around, taking brief glances around the dorm before landing your eyes on Irene. "Uhh, Hyunie, you need to go lock yourself and Yeri in the bathroom to keep yourselves hidden. You know, just in case." Irene nods to your order without any question or protest and rushes her and Yeri inside the bathroom, making sure not to forget to lock the door. Yeri attempts to voice out a word of frustration, but Irene quickly slaps a hand over her mouth to shut her up.

Yeri fights against Irene's silencing and pulls down on her hand. She manages to pull her hand down just enough for her lips to be visible. "I WANT A DO—"

Irene muffles Yeri's voice again in swiftness, quickly clutching her hand over her mouth. "Shh! We'll get you a doll later, okay?!" Irene whispers harshly, and Yeri nods, but in an act of pettiness, Yeri darts her tongue out, licking the crevasses of Irene's palm. Irene yelps, reflexing her hand back in instinct and immediately wipes her hand on her shirt in repulsion.

The rest of you flatten out your clothes, combing your fingers through your hair and throw the pillows back onto the couch in a rushed attempt to make yourselves and the place look somewhat presentable. You and Seulgi stand next to each other while Wendy anxiously approaches the door. She carefully flicks the top lock, then the bottom lock, and slowly, she turns the knob, her heart racing faster and faster with each passing second.

She pulls the door back slowly and hesitantly peaks her head between the tiny opening, but her nerves cool down almost instantly once her eyes lay on the standing figure. "Sooyoung?!"

"Uh, yes?" Joy shoots Wendy a questioning look, a shopping bag held in her hand.

Oh yeah. You guys forgot you sent Joy out to go buy the ingredients for Yeri's remedy.

Joy steps past Wendy and enters the dorm, growing even more confused now and wondering as to why you all look so spooked seeing her, looking at her as if she'd grown two heads. "Hello?"

"Sorry, we just thought you were someone else." You take the grocery bag from Joy and walk up to the bathroom door, "Never mind guys, false alarm! You can come back out now!"

As you walk away over to the kitchen counter and empty out the bag, out from the bathroom comes a smiley Yeri and a grimacing Irene who for some reason won't stop wiping her hand on her shirt in disgust.

"I want my dolly now! Please! Please! Pleaseee!" Yeri begs, jumping up and down and looking up at you all with big, pleading eyes, protruding her bottom lip.

Everyone's eyes immediately land on Irene, which catches her completely off guard and she looks at you all with a sharp upturn of her eyebrow. "Um, don't look at me. I already spent my hard-earned money on that pizza earlier today."

Joy scoffs, folding her arms. "Well, I just spent my hard-earned money buying those stupid ingredients for Yeri."

Oh, so they want to play this game now? "Oh, well I paid for the gas that allowed Joohyun to even drive to the pizza place!" you quickly add.

"And—And— I bought Yeri those papers and colors to draw with earlier, you know!"

All eyes now land on Wendy, awaiting for what excuse she'll try to make.

Wendy side-eyes you all, sucking her teeth as she silently curses you all out in her mind. "Fine, I'll buy it."

Yeri runs up to Wendy, embracing her tiny arms tightly around her calves. "Thank you, Seungwanie!"

The small, yet adorable gesture manages to break Wendy's scowl and she looks down at her youngest member, smiling tenderly with her lips and eyes. "Aww.. of course, Yeri! It's noth— AGH!"

Wendy inhales sharply, biting the inside of her cheek and balling her fists to her sides to refrain from punching Yeri as she feels a pair of teeth chomping at her thigh.

Irene quickly runs up to the two, extracting that little demon leech from Wendy and holds her in close. "God.. Yeri, you really gotta stop doing that."

It's nighttime now and Yeri's all snuggled up in Irene's bed, watching videos on Wendy's computer while she uses her miniature toy brush to brush through the hair of her newly bought doll.

You've all already eaten dinner, which was once again pizza because Yeri didn't even attempt to give the beef soup that the cafe was serving downstairs a chance. It was 8 pm and you all were too exhausted and burned out just at the mere thought of putting up another fight with that menace when you knew it would lead to nowhere.

Everyone's taken their showers and Irene took Yeri her special bath, which was a lot easier to get through than she had expected, if she doesn't include the part where Yeri wouldn't stop splashing her in the face with water every few seconds. But other than that, everything went smoothly.

Yeri's also drunk her cup of cinnamon water so all that's left now is for her to sleep and await for what the results will show in the morning.

Seulgi was the first victim of sleep, the poor girl didn't even make it to her bed—one minute you saw her standing near the couch, next thing you knew, she was face-down into the pillows passed clean out. Next was Joy who not too long after Seulgi went to bed once deciding to call it a night for herself. Wendy was going to stay up with you to watch over Yeri as Irene left to take her shower, but what went from seeing Wendy on the brink of sleep, nodding off every other minute every time you stole a glance her way eventually led to hearing loud snores and spotting a sleeping Wendy laying beside Yeri, who was too engrossed with whatever was playing on the computer to notice her older member.

Suffice to say that Yeri was successful in completely wearing everyone out today.

"Yeri! Aren't you excited to become an adult again?" you ask enthusiastically from the other side of the room as you sit crisscross in your bed. Yeri lifts her gaze from the screen and looks at you silently, tilting her head with a clear look of confusion.

Oh yeah, Yeri's still lost about the whole, 'She was once an adult but in some freaky way she transformed into a toddler but she didn't really just transform since she's technically in another dimension so now you all have to do a remedy to change her back' thing.

Though she's(obviously)way younger now, she's shown to not be as naive nor gullible, because she's so damn stubborn, so she doesn't believe any of this and just thinks you've all gone crazy, which you're honesty not too upset with since her thinking that you're all crazy and just accepting these weird remedies is way better than if she were to be freaking out and putting up a fight, making it 100x harder for you all.

"N-Nevermind," you mutter, awkwardly scratching your neck. Yeri shrugs and resumes back to watching her video.

Irene soon arrives back from her shower, standing between the bedroom entrance and glancing at the two of you with a soft smile. "Alright, Yerim-ah. Time for bed!"

Yeri shoots a nasty glare Irene's way, then throws her head back with a whine. "I don't wanna!"

Your eyes widen and you quickly clutch your ears, tugging the covers up to pull yourself under. "Oh god, please no. Not another tantrum."

Irene shakes her head and walks up to Yeri, picking her up from the bed as she continues to whine and squirm around. "Don't worry, Y/N. I know how to get her to sleep quickly."

She better. You slightly peak from under the blanket and watch as Irene carries Yeri out of the room, Yeri continuing her relentless fit.

—

"Wow, that was so quick?! You put her to sleep in like what, five minutes? How the hell you do that?"

"I've got my ways," Irene smirks, looking down at the sleeping Yeri, of course, not forgetting to have her lying upright.

As you two continue to silently watch Yeri, you can feel yourself suddenly grow worrisome as thoughts of the remedy not working on Yeri start to creep up. If none of this ends up working and Yeri's not back to her old self by morning then this situation is going to go from 100x to 1000000x real quick, especially since your normal schedule starts again early at the crack of dawn.

You turn your head to Irene, poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue anxiously, "Do you think this is going to work?"

Irene looks at you, a lopsided smile tracing her lips and a hopeful gleam in her eyes as she lets out a quiet yawn. "I really hope so."

You smile shortly and pin your focus back on the slumbering Yeri. But then your eyebrows furrow and you quickly make a double take back at Irene, looking down at her right hand which holds an unopened bottle of wine and the other with a wine glass.

Irene catches your questioning stare from the corner of her vision but doesn't turn her head to look at you entirely. "Don't look at me like that, this girl stressed me the hell out today. I deserve this, don't you think?"

You both chuckle lightly as you playfully shove her shoulder, and after a little while longer watching over Yeri, positive that she's deep in her sleep, you two exit the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind you and retire back to your own bedroom.

Well, you carry the slumbering Seulgi from the couch first before making it to the bedroom and Irene stumbles into the kitchen to pour herself a glass and drink the stress away.

You carefully tuck Seulgi into bed and then yourself after flickering off the lights. You snuggle your head deep into your pillows and lay on your hands, closing your eyes with a sigh. "This better work."

The early morning sun rays peak through the narrow cracks of your curtains, the light shining brightly and warmly as it cascades over your face, prying you from your sleep.

You stretch out your arms, yawning, and look over at your nightstand clock. 6:39 am. Welp, looks like you've completely overslept since you were supposed to be up and getting ready over thirty minutes ago for the 7 am group workout.

You don't decide to waste any time longer and hop out of bed, beginning to rummage through your drawers, just blindly picking out a random pair of workout clothes to wear since you kinda don't have the time to be picky right now.

You hurriedly slip them on while hopping on one foot as you also make your way into the bathroom. You complete all of your necessities—brushing your teeth, skimming through your skincare and fixing your hair—and after getting through with that, you exit the bathroom and make your way into the kitchen where everyone else already lies. They all munch on the breakfast Irene had cooked as they exchange quiet conversation.

Everyone greets you with quiet "Hey"s and "Good morning"s once they spot you approaching and you give them a small wave.

Not wanting anything too heavy on your stomach, you pull out a yogurt cup from the fridge and take a seat at the dining table. As you slurp on your yogurt, you notice your eyes keep on fixating on the member next to you. You try paying no mind to it, but as your eyes continue to adjust to the figure, they suddenly widen and you pause your eating once you realize why you can't stop peeking in their direction.

It's Yeri.

In her adult form.

You gasp dramatically, coming to a full turn in her direction and unintentionally grabbing the attention of your other members. "Yeri?!"

Startled, Yeri stops motioning the fork to her mouth and turns to you, arching a brow in confusion. "Yes?"

You quickly lean over and engulf her in a tight embrace. "Oh my gosh, Yeri!"

Yeri, still barely woken up, confusedly wraps her arms around you too, slowly patting your back and looks up at the rest of your members unsurely. They shoot her looks back, silently letting her know they're equally as confused by your actions.

You finally lean back from the hug, looking around at everyone with a bright smile. "Guys, it worked! Yeri's gone back to normal!"

Everyone's confusion only seems to deepen the more you talk. "What are you talking about?" Joy asks with furrowed eyebrows.

Your excitement's quickly killed off as your members now bring the collective confusion over to you."Yesterday.. when Yeri had turned into a toddler, we all had to keep her here and watch over her for the entire day and then we had to do some kind of spell to change her back to her adult self again?"

Everyone turns to each other, concern now laced in their eyes more than anything else. Irene walks up to you, placing her hand on your forehead. "Um.. are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, are you, Y/N? Because you're making no sense right now," Wendy says.

You're probably more confused than your members now.. because how could they not remember any of what you just said? Why are they looking at you as if you're crazy? "Guys, why are you so confused? We literally—"

You catch yourself from saying anything more before facepalming yourself. "Don't.. tell me that was all just a stupid dream.." you mutter, more so to yourself.

A dream?.. A dream! Of course, it had to have been a dream! It's the only logical explanation to this, considering how oddly calm you all were waking up to a toddler in the middle of your living room when, realistically, you know damn well the dorm would've erupted into literal chaos and panic if Yeri was ever missing and instead of being able to find her all you could find was a random toddler who for some reason looks identical like her. And how everyone immediately drew to the conclusion and just accepted that Yeri had turned into said toddler without any further questions or speculation. Or when you all found the supposed reasoning as to why she even turned into the toddler in the first place making absolutely no sense and the remedy for it being completely random.

Even though the dream was oddly long and felt a little too real, it still should've all been so obvious to you with how stupidly unrealistic the plot was from the start! But.. when a person's in a dream you suppose no one usually ever realizes they're in one until they wake up, so you can't really blame yourself too much on being fooled by your own mind.

"Was what a dream?" Seulgi asks, tilting her head in curiosity.

You look at her with a sheepish smile, placing your fingers on your temples as you quickly shake your head. "N-Nothing! Forget it! Forget I even said anything! Let's just hurry up and finish eating so we can go downstairs."

Everyone exchanges confused and concerned looks once more, but in an unspoken agreement, they decide to not question you any further on this and continue back to finishing their breakfast, resuming back to where they left off in conversations. You eat in silence, deliberately avoiding eye contact with anyone, even when you can still feel Yeri's curious gaze on you.

After about ten minutes, everyone's done eating and is packing up their gym bags. You don't bother to exit as a group, you all never usually do anyway, so Wendy and Seulgi are the first ones to leave. Irene and Joy don't take long to tag after them which leaves you and Yeri as the last ones to leave.

Yeri kneels in front of the front door tying her shoes and you lean against the dining table as you watch her, waiting for her to finish so you two can leave together. She soon stands up and gets ready to open the door to leave, but in an act of impulse, you abruptly call her to a halt, "Hey, Yeri!"

She stops motioning her hand to the doorknob and turns her head to you. "Yeah?"

"I know this is going to sound random, but I'm just saying.. if you're ever given the chance to, please, for the sanity of me and the members, do not ever, and I mean ever turn yourself into a toddler."

Yeri quirks her head to the side, completely confused about where you'd even get an idea like that from but she chuckles, nodding to your suggestion, "Oh, uh.. okay? I promise I won't?"

You chuckle awkwardly with her and push yourself up from the table, walking over to her as she begins to open the door again. In your footing, you end up stepping on something small, not enough to make you trip, but it does cause you slight discomfort and you gasp from its unexpectedness.

Yeri quickly turns to you, halfway stepping out the door. "Y/N? You alright?"

You lift your foot from the tiny object and take a step back from it to observe, holding a thumbs up in reassurance. "Yeah, I'm good. I just stepped on a—"

You choke on your words, struggling to suppress a gasp and quickly bend down, taking a closer look at the object. A sense of familiarity washes over you as you observe it, and the longer you stare the quicker you realize why it's so familiar to you. You pick it up and hold it closer to your eyes, trying to make sure this is what you think it is, and the more you take in the tiny details, the more you're certain that this is the exact toy brush that came with the doll Wendy had bought for Yeri yesterday.

The toy brush from the doll Wendy bought for the toddler Yeri in your dream. And it's right here, in the middle of the living room.

You and your members are all adults, you don't have any toys and none of you have brought any kids over who could've left their toys like this behind that could explain why this is here.

So wait.. If this isn't yours, your members' or a kid's you know, then does this mean..

"Y/N?" Yeri calls out again, except this time she's out in the hallway already leaving you behind. "Come on, we seriously have to get going!"

You silently stare at the brush a few seconds longer before quickly stuffing the trinket into your pocket and standing back up, jogging after Yeri. You can worry about this later.

"My bad! Coming!"

And it was ALL a dream.. *WOOSH* *BOOM* *SPARKS* *FIREWORKS* *CRACKLES* or was it? Ngl I really just pulled that the explanation and cure for Yeri right out of my ass idk what the hell I was writing, but anyways HAPPY TENTH ANNIVERSARY TO MY CAKE GIRLS !!! I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH AHHH!!!

— Seulgiwifee ໒꒰ྀི♡˵ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀི১

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luxora · 6 months ago

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

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Fluff. Angst. Some Smut.

Warning: Blood. Some nsfw.

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

Irene

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You not screaming.

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

But you - you were compliant in her arms.

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

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

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

“Am I not to your taste?”

Joohyun cocked her head, confounded by such a reaction.

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

An apology.

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

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

Why were you so odd?

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

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

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

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

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

Seulgi

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

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

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

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

“I know you won’t hurt me.”

“I might lose control.”

“I know you won’t.”

“How are you so confident about that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I trust you, Seulgi. Always."

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

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

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

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

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

Wendy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Joy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“S-Sooyoung.”

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

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

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

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

And then Sooyoung bit you..

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeri

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

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

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

“I apologize.”

“Do you truly meant that?”

“No.”

“Insolent fool.”

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

“I have half the mind to punish you.”

“I will accept whatever you give me.”

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

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

“Flatterer.”

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

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

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

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

“Please do.”

“You have no self-preservation.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

But that is not a thought she lingers on.

She knows it will not happen.

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

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

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kyuusberry · 5 months ago

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set up — bae joohyun (irene)

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 :: 𝘆𝗲𝗿𝗶 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹.. 𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹

𝗶𝗯: 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 @/𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗵𝗿𝘀

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justalonelybitch · 1 year ago

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Starstruck

Yeri x Twice!Reader

Genre: Fluff (so homo)

Warnings: severe case of gAY, reader can't even make eye contact without dying, twice bully her gay ass shamelessly.

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Part One ~ Part Two

The faintest smile crept onto your lips as you stared at the television screen ahead of you where Red Velvet’s live performance was displayed. You couldn’t help but admire the talented idols, although you would be lying if you said one member hadn’t caught your eye. For as long as you could remember you had been a huge fan of Kim Yerim, much to your members' amusement. To your dismay, a playful jab on your side tore your longing gaze away from the screen. “You’re staring so hard she can probably feel your gaze through the screen,” Jeongyeon teased with a shake of her head.

A faux frown crept onto your features as you narrowed your eyes at the older girl. “She’s just really pretty,” you shrugged plainly after a pause of silence, gazing back up to the screen, eyes shining with admiration. “Yeah, ‘pretty, talented, amazing, gorgeous, kind, funny..’” Jeongyeon trailed off, listing all the adjectives you’d used to describe your idol on previous occasions. “I’m just stating facts,” you defended with a pout, hands raised. Nayeon, who was seated on the couch opposite you in Music Bank’s waiting room, snickered at your expression. “Y/n’s in loveeee,” she drawled, making exaggerated kissy faces in your direction.

“You’re right, I’ve never seen Y/n this interested in any other idol before.” Jihyo, who had been silently listening, butted in. “You guys are mean, you always gang up on me.” You complained, desperately trying to divert their attention from your obvious ogling of the Red Velvet member, but to no avail. Nayeon merely dragged Momo into her shenanigans, the two teaming up to mock your fondness for Yeri. “Nayeon unnie you’re just as bad, if not worse when it comes to IU sunbaenim.” Tzuyu interjected from beside you, earning a bout of laughter from those listening.

“At least someone here loves me.” You huffed, leaning into Tzuyu’s side as you glared at your older members. “Don’t be gross, save the heart eyes for Yeri.” The youngest uttered distastefully, pushing you away. Everyone laughed as you stared wide eyed at Tzuyu, lips parted in shock. “You’re just as bad as them,” you whined, betrayal written on your features. “Sana unnie!” You called out, knowing if you could rely on anyone it would be her. The girl in question pounced on you in an instant, tackling you in a tight hug. “What’s wrong?” She cupped your cheeks upon spotting the pout on lips.

“They’re being mean to me,” you grumbled, eyes shining hopefully as you stared up at her. “Why are you being mean to my baby?” Sana questioned the members, patting your head comfortingly. “Two words; Kim Yerim.” Nayeon uttered smugly, chuckling when you scowled at her. “Again?” Mina questioned, finally finished in the make-up chair. “You should’ve seen her, she was practically drooling at the screen.” Jeongyeon added with a smirk. “I was not!” You refuted, huffing incredulously, but they all shared knowing looks, even Sana. “I love you Y/n, but even I can see how much you like her.” She smiled apologetically.

Sagging your shoulders in defeat, you hid your face in your hands to cover your reddening cheeks. This would definitely make it onto one of your top ten most embarrassing moments. It didn’t help that you were bound to run into the Red Velvet member in mere moments, due to perform straight after them. “If you’re such a big fan, why haven’t you asked Nayeon unnie for Yeri’s number?” Tzuyu questioned as if it were the simplest thing in the word. “Because!” You exclaimed, far too flustered and unable to come to a reasonable conclusion. The words ‘hopeless gay’ sprung to mind.

“Maybe she’ll finally gain the courage to ask Yeri herself, because we’re on now.” Jihyo commented, ushering everyone out of the waiting room. You reluctantly followed after you members, most unwilling to exit the confines of the isolated room. As if the universe had both blessed and cursed you all at once, Red Velvet was the first group you bumped into upon entering the buzzing corridor. You resisted the urge to glare at Jeongyeon as you heard her laughing behind you, no doubt her hushed whispers to Jihyo were about anyone but you. Instead you focussed on the group ahead of you, desperately fighting off the blush that threatened to rise to your cheeks.

You all bowed at one another, exchanging words of encouragement and praise. And for the briefest of moments, Kim Yerim’s gaze landed on you. You swore your heart skipped a beat as she smiled brightly, eyes crinkling into crescents as she tipped her head in acknowledgement. A pink tint dusted your cheeks as you smiled back at her politely. The moment passed as quickly as it came, Yeri and the remaining members of Red Velvet shuffling past you and into their designated waiting room. You let out a breath of air as the door clicked shut, failing to realise you’d even been holding your breath in the first place.

“Hurry your starstruck ass up,” Tzuyu chuckled from behind you, pushing you away from the very space Kim Yerim had just stood before you.

Before you knew it performances had been wrapped up and you were all herded back onto the mainstage. Red Velvet was mere metres away and you couldn’t help but spare a glance in their direction. Instant regret washed over you as Yerim’s bright grin awaited your gaze, her smile widening almost mockingly. Cheeks flushing a deep red, you whipped your head around to bury your face in Momo’s shoulder. The older girl laughed shamelessly in the face of your embarrassment, slinging her arm around your shoulders. “She literally just existed, what is wrong with you?” Nayeon questioned from beside you, unable to contain her amusement. “Shut up!” You groaned, knowing the camera’s were sure to capture all of this.

You tried your best to remain focused throughout the rest of the broadcast, but the feeling of eyes burning into the side of your head was beginning to nag at you. “It seems Y/n isn’t the only one with a staring problem,” Nayeon commented, sending her idol friend a sideways glance. “Don’t look now, but a certain Red Velvet member seems to be very interested in you,” Jeongyeon whispered in your ear. You jerked your head to the right almost immediately. Jihyo sighed deeply at your reaction, pinching the bridge of her nose to resist the urge to smack you on the back of the head. Apparently no one had bothered to learn the art of subtlety.

To your surprise, you were faced with not only one, but all five Red Velvet members’ gazes. Perhaps they’d caught wind of your massive small crush on their youngest member. With the way your members tease you so recklessly you wouldn’t be surprised if the whole industry knew. You swallowed harshly at the thought, eyes wide and unblinking as you stared back at them like a deer caught in headlights. You almost jumped out of your skin as a blast of confetti shot up inches away from your face. Amid your gay panic, Twice had been announced as the winners of the broadcast. So that’s why everyone was looking at you…

You clapped happily, cheering alongside your members, but remained incredibly confused by the events that had transpired. A gentle brush of fingertips along your lower back made quick work of pulling you back to reality. You leaned into the touch without much thought, only to find your eyes widening tenfold upon realising the rest of your members were all standing in front of you. Slowly turning your head to the side, you swore you almost passed out when your eyes found none other than Kim Yerim’s side profile. “Congratulations,” was all she uttered, and God was her voice perfect. You could certainly die happily now. She gave your waist a small squeeze before slipping into the crowd of idols. Her members followed closely behind her with knowing smiles as they glanced back at you.

You swore you could still feel her touch burning your skin, staring off into the distance dazedly. For the camera’s sake, you turned stiffly towards your members, doing your best to act as though nothing had happened. However it didn’t quite go as planned. “Breath, you idiot!” Nayeon gave you a firm slap on the back, staring at you as though you’d gone insane. Perhaps she wasn’t wrong. The rest of your members pointed at your flushed face whilst failing to hold back their giggles. The encore went by in breeze, not that you remembered much of it, mind far to occupied with thoughts of Yeri. Your members would never let you live this down.

Your brows furrowed in confusion as you attempted navigate your way through the endless corridors after what was supposed to be a quick trip to the bathroom. You wandered the halls aimlessly, seemingly lost in Music Bank’s maze of hallways. “Y/n!” Your heart stopped as you heard an all too familiar voice call out to you. Willing yourself not to run away from the embarrassment that was bound to follow this interaction, you inhaled sharply before spinning on your heel. You winced at the feeling of your cheeks warming for the millionth time that day, standing stiffly as Yerim jogged towards you. Was it even humanly possible for someone to look this good running?

You let out a surprised squeak as she wrapped you in a warm embrace the moment she was close enough to reach you. Your shoulders tensed as you stared at the wall ahead of you, heart thrashing in your chest as her intoxicatingly sweet shampoo invaded your senses. “How have you been?” She asked far too casually for your liking, pulling back to a comfortable distance but keeping hands on your shoulders. “Good,” you answered shortly, gaze held firmly on the floor as though it were the most interesting thing in the world. Yerim sighed at your response, glancing cautiously around the empty corridor.

“I missed you,” she tried again, smiling when you melted under her gaze. “I missed you too,” you whispered, finally finding the will to meet her gaze. Her chocolate brown orbs shone with mirth as she pulled you into yet another hug. “I watched your performance,” you mumbled, face pressed to the crook of her neck. “Yeah?” She hummed, refusing to let go just yet. “You looked really pretty,” you admitted, ducking your head when she leaned back to cup your flushed cheeks knowingly. “Not as pretty as you,” she retorted, pressing her soft lips to your cheek when she was certain no one was nearby.

Biting back a timid smile when your face flushed completely, you dropped your head to her shoulder in embarrassment. “We’ve been dating for years Y/n, how do you still end up a blushing mess everytime I so much as look in your direction?” Yerim inquired teasingly, grinning when you glared up at her. “It’s not my fault one of the most beautiful people I know happened to ask me to be her girlfriend.” You huffed indignantly. “I beg to differ,” she argued, earning a raised brow from you. “It is your fault I asked you to be my girlfriend because you were so pretty I couldn’t get you out of my head.” She insisted, smiling triumphantly when you opened your lips only for no words to escape.

“Y/n!” A voice yelled from the distance, the two of you jumping apart instinctively. “Oh,” Jeongyeon uttered when she rounded the corner, shocked by the sight that greeted her. Jihyo was hot on her tail, bumping right into the taller girl's back. They both stared at you with wide eyes, standing stunned before you. Yerim turned to you with a cheeky smile, leaning closer to whisper in your ear. “See you tonight,” your girlfriend murmured, winking at you before bowing to your members. “Bye Y/n!” She drawled, smirking smugly when your cheeks flushed red. Before you knew it she disappeared, leaving you to fend for yourself, feeling small under the curious eyes of Jihyo and Jeongyeon.

“Sorry, I got lost.” You trailed off awkwardly, knowing they’d probably been looking for you for quite some time now. “And found Yeri apparently,” Jihyo finished, unable to hide her surprise. “Don’t tell me you finally found the courage to speak to her and I wasn’t even there to witness it,” Jeongyeon complained. “No, she just congratulated us,” you were quick to deny. “Please tell me you at least got her number,” the older girl gazed at you expectantly. She groaned in disappointment when you shook your head, sheepishly scratching the back of your neck. “You were gone for a whole 20 minutes and you couldn’t even get her number?” Jeongyeon deadpanned.

“Jeez, you really are hopeless Y/n.” Jeongyeon grinned, shaking her head in amusement. You merely hummed in response, the ghost of a smile tugging at your lips. “What’s that on your cheek?” Jihyo questioned, pointing to the lipstick smudge Yerim has so kindly left on your face. “Nothing,” you replied quickly, wiping the mark with your thumb. Unconvinced, your leader narrowed her eyes in suspicion but said nothing. Upon returning to your waiting members, they were quick to resume their teasing. It only worsened when they discovered you’d actually had a chance to speak with your idol and did absolutely nothing about it..or so they thought.

You supposed it wasn’t so bad after all. The relentless teasing was somewhat tolerable if it meant you got to spend the evening curled into your girlfriend's side without worrying about your over protective members. You had no doubt they would catastrophize the situation if they knew where you really disappeared to most nights. Perhaps you would tell them one day just to see the looks on their faces. But for now they would remain blissfully unaware.