#yuna fic

[elllisaaa]

STEAL THE SHOW - S. YUNA

SUMMARY : when yuna, one of the most viewed content creator of the site you're posting on, takes an interest in you, you're not about to waste your chance.

-> pairing : pornstar!yuna x camgirl!reader

-> words count :

-> genre : smut

-> warnings : wlw, sex work, dom!yuna x sub!reader, teasing, making out, choking, oral, nipple/breast play, marking, use of 'good girl', praising, body worship, begging, fingering, biting,

+ the way i'm depicting yuna does not represent her, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors DNI

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | itzy masterlist

You had always been lazy, be that when you were still at school or when it came to literally any chores in the house. You just wanted to lay back, spend your days doing either nothing or what you liked, and not be forced to do something you didn’t want to. So obviously, getting a job when you (barely) graduated from college wasn’t an option. That was when you started to get interested in the porn industry. It felt like you could make easy money from it, and from what you’ve heard, it seemed like the perfect job for you. 

You started with audio-only videos that you posted on a popular site. And as you gained popularity and confidence, you started to feel more comfortable in showing certain parts of your body, little by little uncovering yourself in the videos. You started doing lives, the money flooding in when you played along with your followers, touching yourself for them. You did private sessions sometimes too, the gains you got from these types of clients easily paying for two months of your rent. It was the perfect life for you. All you had to do was to pleasure yourself, stroke the ego of some lonely dudes, and boom - you were able to buy all the things you could only dream of a few months before. 

As time passed, you began to notice a regular viewer of your lives. A viewer that always gave you a lot, even when you weren’t doing anything in particular. Out of curiosity, you searched the pseudo on the internet, and you found out that for once, it wasn’t a guy but a girl. A girl who was also making this type of content. And she was a really pretty girl at that. Of course, you just had to message her, to personally thank her for all the money she gave you, for supporting your lives. That was how your “relationship” with Yuna started. 

At first, it was only innocent messages - praises of each other's contents, asking for advice from each other’s experience, and giving support to each other. Yuna mostly had a female audience, while yours was mostly masculine, and soon enough, it became evident that collaborating with each other could only benefit your two channels. You brought up the subject during one of your conversations, and Yuna casually accepted, leaving you both excited and nervous about your first meeting. 

You had settled on meeting up at a café in town, a public setting making it easier for any of you to step back if you felt uncomfortable. You sat at a table, your acrylic nails tapping repeatedly against the table as you anxiously waited for her. What if she wasn’t who she pretended to be ? What if she had bad intentions ? What if the vibes weren’t as good in person ? 

“- Y/N ?”

Your concerns were cut short by the familiar soft and sultry voice you had come to know all too well. You raised your head to look at her in the eyes, and you were immediately swept off your feets by how prettier she looked in real life. Her skin was pale, like that of a porcelain doll, her brown eyes were intense as she stared at you and her long, brown, silky hair framed her gorgeous face perfectly. 

“- Y-Yeah ! It’s me.”

She chuckled at your answer and leaned down to kiss your cheek, the contact making you slightly blush. It was stupid - you had done way worse things on camera - but the girl in front of you had such an effect on you that you hadn’t anticipated. Though, Yuna didn’t acknowledge your nervousness as she sat down in front of you with a smile on her face.

“- I’m happy to finally meet you. 

- Me too.”

Silence hung between the two of you for a few seconds - out of anxiousness on your part, while Yuna’s eyes were detailing you, a glint of something darker shining in her gaze as she didn’t hide the way she was checking you out. You cleared your throat as you looked down to the table. 

“- Do you… Uh, do you want to drink something ?” 

Yuna’s smile widened as she got rid of her coat and scarf, revealing the red crop top she was wearing. It was hard not to stare when she looked like she had walked out straight out of a magazine, and she seemed to enjoy it as she relaxed in her seat, crossing her legs as she looked at the menu. 

“- If you’re offering so nicely…”

The slight blush that had taken over your cheeks hadn’t left, even as a server came by to ask what the two of you would like to have. You both ordered a drink, and something to eat. Your heart was beating fast, and for the first time in a long while, you felt self conscious, too aware of your own existence and afraid of being awkward. For there was seemingly nothing to worry about since the conversation was always flooding easily. But seeing her in person was making you nervous, and you just had to sip on your latte to try and make it pass.

“- I didn’t think you’d be so different in person.”

Her comment made you raise your head to look at her directly, and her smile hadn’t left her lips as she stirred her matcha. She was right though, it wasn’t like you to be so quiet and nervous. 

“- What do you mean ?

- You’re always so bold and flirty when we talk usually… What happened to you baby ?”

Once again, she was right. You had no problem flirting with her, and making cheeky remarks usually. And you knew you had to relax, because Yuna wasn’t any different from her on-camera persona - she had that same lascivious tone of voice, that same mischievous glint in her eyes and these slow, deliberate gestures that had you hooked. 

“- Is it too cheesy if I say you’re what makes me nervous ?”

Yuna chuckled, and the sound ravished your ears as you cracked a smile too, slowly feeling more at ease with the situation, knowing that she hadn’t put on a show during all these conversations. She could have, and she could still be fooling you, acting to get what she wanted. But for some strange reasons, you believed her, you believed she hadn’t any bad intentions simply because this all felt so authentic - there was no way she was faking it. 

“- It could. But I’ll take it as a compliment. I make the all-mighty Y/N lose her composure after all…

- Let me just get used to seeing your pretty face in front of me.”

The slight smirk stretching out the corner of your lips accentuated the curious glimmer in her eyes, and Yuna felt like she could really get more than a hundred dollars and a new audience for her content. This was way more than just collaborating with you, it was meeting you in person and finally getting a taste of that pussy that had made her drool for the past few months. 

“- Shameless… I like it.”

Her comment floated in the air as you took a sip of your latte and tasted the pastry you had ordered. The silence wasn’t awkward, and you didn’t feel the need to break it. The aura of confidence she exuded had transferred to you, and you no longer felt like you were on the verge of passing out from the stress. 

“- So… How do you want this to go ?”

The question seemed innocent, but in your defense, you hadn’t had the chance to do anything like this ever before. It was your first time meeting with someone who did the same type of content as you, let alone someone you were about to have sex with. Yuna’s smile didn’t flatter as she put down her matcha, licking her lips in a calculated motion to draw your attention before she answered. 

“- I don’t have any rules set up. I’d like us to do whatever we feel comfortable with. Unless there’s a limit you have to tell me about, I could be anything you’d like.”

Yuna’s response surprised you a bit. You had seen on her channel that she had already collaborated with other content creators - men and women - so you thought she had a clear method on how she went about all of this. But actually, the idea of letting things go as the mood suggested seemed like a pretty good idea. You nodded as you took another bite of the chocolate cake filled with vanilla cream, licking the crumbs off the spoon with intent. 

“- That sounds pretty good to me. I can’t really think of anything that would put me off right now… 

- Yeah ? Then I think we’ll have a lot of fun.”

Her eyes dropped down to your lips as you talked, making her intentions very clear. She wasn’t trying to be subtle, but again, why would she when you both knew why you were here and what would happen as soon as you’ll step into your apartment. You both finished your coffees while making small talk, occasionally throwing glances at each other, as if you couldn’t feel your heart beating fast in your chest from the anticipation. 

“- Should we go ?”

You nodded at her suggestion, standing up and slinging your purse over your shoulder. You walked to the door in silence, and as you followed the streets down to your apartment, it felt like words weren’t needed to explain how you were buzzing with excitement. Yuna didn’t seem as affected as you were though - she looked so calm, and put together, completely opposite of your current demeanor. And it was particularly odd for you to be like this. Usually, you had no problem being flirty, and unbothered by almost everything, but she made it harder to breathe and think.

Suddenly, you felt her arm wrapping itself around your waist, holding you closer to her and you couldn’t hide your surprise nor the way your breath hitched in your throat at the contact. You could feel the warmth of her body seeping into you through the fabric of both your clothes. Soon enough, you could also feel her lips brush against your ear, and her brown hair falling on your shoulder as she leaned in.

“- Relax sweetheart, I won’t eat you. Unless you ask me too.”

She chuckled under her breath as she saw your reaction - or rather, your lack of reaction. Your cheeks felt warmer again, but this time, you decided you had enough of feeling shy and anxious, the excitement of the situation finally taking over you as you looked at her in the eyes, your own  gaze intentionally dropping down to her cleavage before going back up to her lips.

“- Well… I definitely wouldn’t hate it, but I’d rather taste you first.”

A slow grin spread on Yuna’s lips as she squeezed your arm. 

“- I like this better.”

Before you knew it, you were in front of your building, and you were leading Yuna up to your apartment. She watched your every move as you unlocked the door, inviting her in. She fitted right in your living room, her eyes falling on each detail of the decoration as she dropped her purse and coat onto your armchair. The security of your own home made it easier to feel relaxed. 

“- It’s really cozy, you got great taste.

- That’s nothing new.”

Your eyes fell on her sitting position on the couch, tilting your head to the side to make it clear what you were implying. Yuna’s smile widened as she reached for your hand, pulling you to sit down on her lap. You let out a surprised gasp as you steadied yourself on her shoulders, but her smirk didn’t leave her lips as she reached up to cup your cheek, bringing your face closer to hers. 

“- Now, this is more like it. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time ? 

- Oh yeah ? Gotta make it worth it then…”

These were your last words before you leaned in to finally kiss her like you had been dying to ever since she pressed her lips against your cheeks. And they were even softer than you imagined. Your arms went to wrap around her neck as you got more comfortable in her lap, while her hands rested firmly on your waist, pushing you impossibly closer to her. And god, the way she was kissing you - slow and deliberate - was leaving you dizzy, unable to think anymore. 

You sighed in her mouth, feeling her clear, glittery gloss mixing with your pink one. And as she licked your lips, your eyes fluttered shut, letting her slowly devour you. Her warm tongue swiping expertidly against yours made you moan this time, not caring about coming off as desperate as your hips rocked against her, trying to get that bit of friction you needed to soothe the ache in between your thighs. And all of sudden, Yuna’s hand was wrapped around your throat and she was pulling you away from her lips. Her smirk was back, her eyes darker as she watched you lick off her gloss from your lips. 

“- I almost want to keep it all for myself now…”

You giggled as you climbed off of her lap, her hands lingering on your hips for a few more seconds before she let you go, still grinning. 

“- Come on, I already have everything set up in my room.

- After you, pretty girl.”

You led the way to your bedroom, revealing the just as cozy setting you had planned : a fuzzy blanket was laid out on your bed, your camera already set up to be able to film from the side of it. Your purple leds were on, as well as some fairy lights casting a glow over the scene. Yuna sat down in front of your camera, as if it was all natural to her. And frankly, it seemed like it was, looking at how at ease she had been all along. And right now, as you sat beside her, ready to start the live, all your nerves had disappeared, replaced by the buzzing excitement and the anticipation of what was going to happen. 

“- Ready ?”

Yuna only nodded at you with her signature sultry smile, and you reached your monitor to start the live, the commentary and viewers immediately flooding in as you sat down beside her on the bed. 

“- Hi, guys ! As you can see, today I’m not alone. Please, welcome Yuna warmly.”

She waved at the camera as she greeted your audience too. You started slowly to read out some commentaries and answering questions, the chemistry between the two of you evident even on screen. Yuna’s hand was resting high up on your thigh, her fingers slowly slipping underneath the hem of your skirt. 

“- Uhm… Someone asked if we were going to finally touch each other.”

You turned to look at her, your eyes flicking down to her lips once again as a slow smirk spreaded on your lips, mirroring her own devilish grin. 

“- Well, I guess we don’t have the choice then…”

Yuna was the one to kiss you first this time, one of her hands curling around the back of your neck and bringing you to her lips. It was much more intense than when you were on the couch, her tongue almost immediately parting your lips and mingling with yours. But you were not going to complain, especially not when she was sighing like that in your mouth, when she let her hands wander down to massage your breasts over the material of your top. 

You only broke the kiss so she could help you get rid of your shirt, leaving you only in your skirt and your lacy, dark red bra. Yuna bit down on her lips as she admired the sight in front of her, feeling the sudden urge to cover your perfect skin in her marks, to leave you a drooling mess. So that was exactly what she did. Yuna positioned herself behind you, her lips lashing against your neck and her hands returning to your boobs. You could feel her smile against your skin as you moaned out at the feeling. 

“- Such a pretty girl… You dressed up for me, right ? Put on my favourite colour just for me ?

- Yes… I bought it just for you.”

Yuna’s smile widened as she bit down on your neck, making you yelp. She was quick to soothe the ache with another kiss and with her fingers slipping inside your bra to flick your nipples. 

“- Good girl.”

You held back a moan at the praise, and even more so at the way Yuna was pinching your nipples in just the right way to make you squirm against her. But she only chuckled against your ear as she continued to tease you. She was staring directly into the camera, as if challenging your viewers, showing them what they could never have.

“- Tell me what you want, sweetheart.” 

Her honey-like voice seeped into you, definitely turning your brain to mush. One of her hands was still playing with your right nipple, while the other was slowly making its way down, until she reached the waistband of your skirt and stopped. You whined, bucking your hips up, because she knew exactly what you wanted, what you needed. Yuna’s smile grew wider as she grabbed your jaw, tilting your head back to force you to look at her in the eyes. 

“- I need words, pretty girl.”

Your own smile was daring as you took her hand in yours, bringing it down lower, and lower, until her manicured fingers laid up high on your inner thighs, your spread legs showing off your red panties as well as the wet patch on it. 

“- And I need your fingers, please.”

Yuna didn’t let you look away from her as she slowly ran up her hands higher and higher, until her fingers grazed the hem of your underwear. She was teasing, and you knew it, but it was too good to ask her to stop.

“- You’re even begging without being asked to… So fucking perfect.”

She didn’t even let you have any chance to respond as she pressed her fingers against your clothed clit, tearing a moan from you, your eyes fluttering shut when she started to draw circles. 

“- So wet and I haven’t even done anything yet, sweetheart.”

Her teasing was getting to your head, and the way she was touching you in the perfect way to give you some but not enough was driving you crazy. But Yuna didn’t want to play, at least, not too much. More than anything, she wanted to make you fall apart. So she pushed your underwear to the side, revealing your dripping cunt to the camera. She ran her fingers along the slit, collecting some of your wetness and bringing it up to her lips. She made a whole show out of licking it off, and you couldn’t detach your eyes from her as she did so.

“- Yuna… 

- Don’t be so impatient, you’re gonna have them.”

She tapped her fingers against your lips, and as if it was a second nature, you parted them and let her push them into your mouth. You diligently sucked around them, tasting yourself and her saliva on them. And you had to admit that the mix was pretty mind blowing. Before you could enjoy it some more, she took her fingers away from your mouth, returning to play with your cunt. But her teasing didn’t last much longer as she finally pushed one of her fingers inside of your pussy. Your back arched against her, your head resting against her shoulders, and a contented moan slipping past your lips. 

“- You’re so wet already… Doing so good for me Y/N.”

This didn’t even feel like it was just for the viewers, you weren’t even thinking about the live anymore except for the distant sound of the donation notification. But with the way Yuna was quick to push a second finger inside of you, and even quicker to find the perfect rhythm to make you whimper, this was completely out of your mind. Her other hand that was still resting around your jaw slid down just a bit, until she could wrap it around your throat. Your breathing hitched and your eyes snapped open for a few seconds, enough to take in the sinful view reflected in the camera, and to see how Yuna was looking at you - like an animal ready to devour its prey. 

“- You like that sweetheart ? You like having my hand around your throat ?

- Yes… Feels so good…”

Yuna smirked at the way your voice was shaking, at the way you were moaning and whimpering, at the way you were chasing her hand each time she slowed down the rhythm of her fingers. And as she buried them deep inside of you once again, she squeezed your neck tighter, and she relished in the desperate sounds you made, in how pliant you were in her hold, in how tight you were. Soon enough, your legs were shaking and you could already feel your orgasm approaching rapidly.

“- You’re close sweetheart ?

- Yes… So close…

- Mmh, yeah… I can feel you clenching around my fingers. Come on baby, let go for me, show me how beautiful you are when you cum.”

Yuna’s words pushed you closer to the edge, as well as her hand leaving your throat to come play with your clit again. She only needed to whisper some more praises against your ear to get you there, smiling at the way you loudly moaned out and grabbed her arm in an attempt to keep in touch with reality. Your orgasm crashed over you like a hurricane, more wetness seeping out of your hole and making the lewd sounds of Yuna’s fingers even dirtier. 

“- You did such a great job for me, sweetheart.”

You turned your head to the side against her shoulder to look at her in the eyes, still trying to catch your breath. But the pure lust and desire you could so clearly see inside of her gaze made your heart beat faster again. Without needing to say one word to each other, your lips were on hers, one of your hands tangled in her long brown hair while hers slid up to take a hold of your breasts again. When you finally parted your lips, a new determination had taken over you.

“- It’s my turn to have fun, now.”

You didn’t let Yuna protest or react before helping her out of her top, leaving her torso completely bare. The realisation that she hadn’t been wearing a bra all this time left you speechless for a few seconds. Yuna’s chuckles at your lack of reaction quickly died in her throat when you leaned down to catch one of her nipples in between your lips. She exhaled a shuddering breath at the action, letting you do as you pleased. 

So you didn’t hesitate to suck on her nipple, while you rolled the other one in between two of your fingers, attentive to every sigh and quiet moan Yuna let slip past her lips. She didn’t protest when you started to kiss your way down her body, finally stopping at the waistband of her jeans. She looked down at you - her lips parted and her eyes full of desire, of need - and you simply smirked, slowly undoing her button and zipper. You discarded her jeans somewhere in the room, your hands sliding up from her ankles to her thighs that you squeezed.

“- You’re enjoying this, aren’t you ?

- So much.”

Your answer made her bite down on her lip again, and you definitely liked that habit of hers a lot. Now that she was only wearing her panties, you kneeled down on the floor and tugged Yuna closer to the edge of the bed. Your lips quickly found their place against her right knee, slowly making your way up to her inner thigh with your kisses and occasional light bites. And by the time you started over your little game with her left leg, Yuna was breathless, her chest heaving rapidly and her fists curled around the sheets. 

“- Tell me what you want, baby.”

Your teasing didn’t go unnoticed, and Yuna couldn’t help but grin at the way you took her own words from her. But that didn’t stop her from tangling one of her hands in your hair, tugging on them and making you gasp in surprise. 

“- You better put that mouth to good use instead of running it sweetheart.”

The sudden shift in her demeanor made you want to be brat and to be good all at once. But the appealing view of her soaked panties just in front of your eyes led you to nod at her. Though she let you move on your own again, her hand was still resting against the back of your head, guiding you toward her cunt. You made a show of licking at her over the material of her underwear, and moaning under your breath at the feeling. But was it really acting when she tasted like the sweetest thing you had ever had the chance to try ?

You didn’t waste any more time as you pushed her black, lacy thong to the side, finally getting a real view of her cunt. But you didn’t stop on that for more than a second, immediately leaning forward to taste her for real. You both moaned in harmony at the feeling, Yuna’s fingers tightening around your strand of hair while yours rested firmly on her hips. 

“- That feels so good sweetheart, don’t stop…”

You hummed against her cunt as you took her clit in between your lips, restlessly sucking on it like your life depended on it. Yuna could see the sinful reflection of what was happening through the camera, your head moving in between her legs and her exposed body taking up the whole frame. She wanted to keep watching, to try and read some comments, but the way you were devouring her as if you were starving had her throwing her head back, rocking her hips against your face.

And you didn’t try to stop her, only encouraging her to keep grinding against you. Your nose was bumping against her clit with each thrust of her hips, and you kept licking at her, pushing your tongue into her clenching hole, collecting her slickness as much as you could. And Yuna didn’t try to hold back her sounds, her whines and moans echoing through the room and the live still going the last thing on her mind as she felt herself approaching her climax. 

“- Y/N…”

You hummed again, feeling how her thighs were starting to shake around your head, feeling how her whimpers were getting more and more high-pitched. So you doubled your efforts, not caring about not being able to breathe anymore as you buried your face as deep as you could in between her thighs. You looked up at her, and Yuna let out another whine as her gaze fell into your wide doe eyes, almost pleading her to cum in your mouth.

And that was exactly what she did, throwing her head back again and holding you in place with both her hands as she rode out her orgasm by riding your face. And you stayed still, moaning against her and licking her clean until she pushed you away. You didn’t let her catch her breath as you came up to kiss her, sharing her juices in a searing, hot and messy kiss that left you both wanting more. As if on cue, another donation notification rang up from your phone and brought you back to reality. Right. You were supposed to be working. You turned around, sitting in between Yuna’s still spread legs as your eyes bore into the camera. 

“- I hope you guys liked this, you can look up for more content on our channels very soon.”

Before you could say anything else to your viewers, or see how much you made from this one single live, Yuna reached over your shoulder to stop the live. And before you could protest, she grabbed your shoulder and pushed you to lay on the bed, knocking the air out of your lungs for a few seconds. She hovered over you, almost fully naked, and that dark glint in her eyes back.

“- The rest of what I’m gonna do to you doesn’t need to be shared, it’s only for you sweetheart.”

And you definitely weren’t mad about that.

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[sleepinghypnos]

ITZY Yuna ft. aespa Karina x Male Reader (OC)

Tags: Smut

Genre: Facefucking, Blowjob, Breeding, Rough Sex, Female Idol x Male Reader (OC), Self-degradation, Filming, Cheating.... (Extreme, Size Comparing, Humiliation.)

PS: If this is not your type of tea, please don't read it.... Even I feel kinda bad.

"Oppa, Can you help me unhook my bra!" You are at the other side of the door when Yuna's voice caught your attention, she's calling you inside ITZY's waiting room.

Upon entering the room, you saw her barely naked... her skirt is still on but bra is the on the only clothing she had.

It's not even new to you since you've been engaging with sexual acts with her quite often.

ITZY has been peaceful, no stalking or anything like what they had in the past and what you're doing is just accompanying them with their schedule like ordinary bodyguard.

You helped her unhook her bra as per her request, you felt that she shiver as your fingers skillfully unclasp her bra then the fabric loosening around her chest.

"Thanks oppa! It was getting so tight lately..." She let a soft moan, feeling the sweet relief as the pressure on her breast eases, you can see her nipples hardening slightly from the sudden exposure to cool air.

She saw you staring and smirked, "Now, is there anything else you want to help me with?" Her playful side starts reveal itself.

"That's my line.... So, is there anything else you want my help with?"

"Mmm... I wouldn't mind a little more help, Oppa." She gave a sultry smile, her eyes glinting with desire... "Maybe you can help me with this pesky clothing too." pertaining to her safety short under her gray skirt. She's biting her lips, body swaying slightly waiting for your next move.

"Well... I can." You said and see her face brighten. She's anticipating your moves as you reach for her safety shorts. But instead of pulling it down, you ripped it and slide her panty to the side and grope her pussy.

"Oh shit! Oppa!" She gasp sharply, her body jerking in response to your bold move, feeling your fingers against her wet, aching core as a spurge of pleasure courses through her.

"Your touch is.... so intense, I can't help but to want more..." Whimpering softly, and her hips instinctively rocking against your hand as she crave for further stimulation.

"Kneel for me."

"Yes, Oppa..." She complied at your command, sinking to her knees before you with an eager look in her eyes, a surge of submission washing over her as she await your next directive, feeling the anticipation and excitement that she will experience once again even though you made love with her multiple times, she can't get enough of it and gets addicted to the feeling of ecstasy and pleasure that only you can provide.

You whipped out your massive throbbing cock and slap lightly to her face. Her cheeks flush with excitement as the impact of your impressive length sends a jolt of arousal through her, breath hitching at the sheer size that gets her addicted.

"Mmm... I love it when you act like this Oppa, it's intoxicating." She looks up at you with submissive adoration, lips parting in waiting for what's to come, her body is quivering with need.

Her eyes is fixed on your massive size, a feeling of apprehension coursing through her. "It's still surprising to see how big you are." Her body is shivering and aching to experience the fullness of your girth once again.

She didn't waste any more time and obediently leaned forward, parting her lips to take your throbbing cock. She eagerly begin to lavish it with oral attention, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.

"I want to please you." She moan softly, her lips and tongue working diligently at shaft, making her own desire grow each passing moment. "You're stretching my mouth... that my boyfriend can never do." Her eyes are heavy with lust, looking up at you and each bob of her head her saliva glistening your shaft.

She's trying to take in every in of you every time she pushes her head forward, and licking the underside as she pull your cock out of her mouth.

"I love the way it chokes me every time I try to deepthroat it, stretching my jaw making me more submissive to you." She said with desire and adoration.

She leaned forward to take your cock once more, her eyes were rolling back letting you use her mouth like a fleshlight. Soft moans and whimpers escaped from her lips as she gripped your thighs tightly, pulling you deeper into her mouth indicating for you to go harder.

You obliged and thrust into her mouth with fervor making her choke and gag yet you didn't care since it was her desire to get facefucked.

"GLLRRKKK! MMPPHKK! GWOOCK!" She pulled back making a pop sound as soon as your throbbing member escaped her mouth.

"Oppa! I really like deepthroating your cock." Yuna said in a husky and breathless tone, she looked up at you her eyes were pleading while keeping her hand stroking your hard cock. She craves your touch and wanted to satisfy your every desire, no matter how naughty or taboo it is.

As she spoke, her hand moved faster along your shaft. She couldn't help but moan softly at the feeling of your throbbing cock in her hand. Desire and excitement had been building up inside of her finally couldn't be contained anymore and stood up.

"Oppa! I want you to put it inside me." She said breathlessly. "I want to feel all your massive ten inches cock inside my body." She knows your specific size because of how often you fuck her and got curious and she actually measured it.

Her eyes gazed into yours with such intensity that you could feel yourself getting even harder just looking at her. She licked her lips as she leaned in closer, whispering softly in your ear. "Please, Oppa... I want you so much right now..."

"Beg me to fuck you." You said with such flirtatious tone.

Her eyes widened at what you said and remembered what she should be calling you, cheeks flushing bright red as she spoke. "Daddy... please, I want you to fuck me. Please put your big cock inside me," she said in a soft, pleading voice.

"I'll do anything you want, Daddy. Just please make a mess out of me." She walks to the sofa in the waiting room and leaned her back on it spreading her legs, revealing her cleanly shaven pussy, Her juices were already starting to flow out of her and drip onto the sofa. As she begged you for your cock, she rubbed her pussy unconsciously in anticipation. "Please Daddy... I need you huge girthy cock inside me. No one else's will do. Please." She begged again, her voice becoming more desperate.

"Your boyfriend will get sad if he knows what you're doing right now, cucking him."

Her eyes filling with excitement and mischief. "Meh... Daddy, I even want you to make me cum with your massive cock while my boyfriend watches, helpless to stop me cheating on him." She smiled wickedly, giggling as she spoke. It was clear that the thought of cuckolding her boyfriend thrilled her to no end.

She imagined the look of jealousy on her boyfriend's face as he watched her being taken by such a massive cock, so much bigger than his own tiny dick. "Please Daddy, make me a naughty girl by banging me with your huge girthy cock! Humiliate my pathetic boyfriend by proving how much better your cock is than his! I want to hear him whine like a dog as he watches you fuck me senseless." Her words were like a fuel on the fire, making her arousal burn even hotter. Her pussy was soaking wet, juices running down her pussy onto the sofa as she begged you to take her as your dirty little whore.

She would do anything to be used by your massive cock, even if it meant on keep begging you fuck her. "Daddy, turn me into your naughty slut! Make me scream again with pleasure from your huge girthy cock!"

You smirked at her begging and you thought of something interesting... "Then take a video snippet while you gobbling my cock and send it to your boyfriend." Surprisingly, she enthusiastically complied.

Yuna's eyes lit up with delight at your suggestion. She quickly reached for her phone and got on her knees and eagerly wrapped her lips around your girthy huge cock, taking it deep in her mouth or trying to get in deeper. As she sucked you off, she made sure to look up at the camera so that she could capture a video snippet of herself servicing your huge erection.

"Mmm. yes, Daddy... I love pleasing you," she said with a lewd moan between each bob of her head. She could feel your cock throbbing against her tongue, getting even harder with each passing second. The sight of herself sucking off such a massive cock only served to arouse her further. As she continued to suck you off, she kept glancing up at the camera to make sure it was capturing her every move. When she had enough footage, she slowly pulled back with an obscene slurping sound and rose to her feet once more, sending the video to her boyfriend.

"There, Daddy... I've sent a video of myself sucking your huge cock to my boyfriend. He's going to be so jealous when he sees how endowed you are compared to him! He'll hate knowing that his girlfriend prefers your cock over his tiny little dick," she said wit ha wicked grin. Her arousal only continued as she imagined his reaction upon seeing the video. She could almost hear his whimpers of despair at being humiliated by her betrayal.

"Send him another one."

Since she got enough footage, she sent another to her boyfriend, this time with a caption boasting about how much better your cock was compared to his. She smiled wickedly as she did so. "Look how hard Daddy's girthy cock is. #TenInches..." the caption read. She giggled with glee at having to humiliate her boyfriend in such a way, reveling in the thought of his despair and jealousy.

She couldn't wait any longer for your massive length to fill her up, to plunge her deep into ecstasy and make her scream. But she knew she had to wait for your command, to beg you like the naughty little whore she was for the chance to be used by your huge cock.

"Daddy please, can you fuck me now? I need your cock stretching my tight pussy and make me cum over and over again!" She pleaded desperately, her body tremble with need and desire.

You finally obliged to her pleading, "Bend over on the sofa."

She quickly obeyed. bending over the sofa, thrusting her ass into the air and making herself as accessible as possible. Her pussy was soaked and dripping, eager to be filled by your massive cock. "Please! Fuck me now, Daddy!" She moaned loudly eager for you to take her, she arch back in invitation, giving you full access to her dripping cunt.

"FUUUUCK!" Yuna's screamed out in pleasure as you thrust into her tight pussy, pounding her relentlessly. She clung to the sofa for support, moaning loudly as you plunged into her over and over, making her scream each thrust and tremble as she squirt.

"Daddy... your cock is so big! It's still stretching my pussy so obscenely... making me cum so hard." She cried out, trembling in pleasure beneath you. Her juices dripped down the sofa, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room as you continued to pound into her.

You spanked her ass, she whimpered and gasped at the added stimulation. The mix of pain and pleasure threatened to send her over the edge into blissful ecstasy.

She clenched around your cock, her pussy clinging to you as if it never wanted to let you go. You could feel yourself slipping in deeper with each thrust, her tight walls gripping you delightfully. It only spurred you on further, pounding into her with renewed force as she screamed beneath you as she reached her peak once again, squirting and quivering.

"Please Daddy.... keep fucking me! I don't want this feeling to end... your huge girthy cock making me cum so hard... I'll never go back to my boyfriend's tiny dick again!" she moaned loudly.

You are still far from reaching your peak and Yuna already cum multiple times, it fills you with delight knowing she'll receive anything you give or do to her.

Then you asked her if her boyfriend respond to her message from earlier. "Read it."

She nodded, reading out her boyfriend's response while you continued to pound into her from behind. "How can you do this to me, Yuna? You are wasting our relationship for something like a fleeting amusement?! I know I'm not the perfect boyfriend and I get jealous too much but why did you do this?" She read out loud, her voice dripping of arrogance and almost mocking.

As she read out her boyfriend's words, she couldn't help but laugh wickedly. The thought of his jealousy and despair at being replaced by such a well-endowed man filled her with delight. "Hahaha! Listen to his words being whiny and pathetic. I would love to hear his voice whimper in misery. Please humiliate him further, make him watch as you fuck me senseless on camera."

"Then do a video call and let him watch." You obliged her wish and she was delighted to hear your words. Yuna eagerly set up a video call with her boyfriend and turned on the camera so he could fully see her while it's only your lower part is in the view.

The boyfriend answered it without what he'll witness but it's too late for him, As he watched you pounding into Yuna from behind, his eyes widened in shock.

"L-look at how well-endowed D-daddy is compared to y-you, my love! Do you see how hard he's fucking me and how much pleasure he's giving me, while you can barely make me cum?" Yuna said mockingly, taunting him further. She laughed wickedly as he whimpered on the other end of the call.

His despair only spurred her on further, arousal coursing through her body as she betrayed him thoroughly. She clenches not wanting to let you go. "Please keep going, Daddy... I want to humiliate my pathetic boyfriend even more. See how much he hurts because I left him for a real man like you! You're so well-endowed while he's so tiny and useless... It's no wonder I can only cum when you fuck me!" She said breathlessly. You could feel her trembling in pleasure, every inch of her craving more of what you were giving her. "My love, you'll never measure to Daddy... I'll always choose his huge girthy cock over your tiny little dick. Do you hear me? You are nothing but a loser who can't even make me cum!" Yuna mocked him even more and laughing cruelly as he whimper and sob.

Yuna screamed out in pleasure as you pulled her hair, thrusting into her harder and deeper. She moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head in a unhinged ahegao expression. You made sure that her boyfriend can see her face as you pull her hair. This was something she had never done with her boyfriend, only you and only can make her feel that way.

"FUUUUCK!! P-please, Daddy... keep fucking me like that! I want to cum all over your massive cock... make me your dirty little whore forever!" Her cunt keeps pulsating due to your impressive length, she could feel herself slipping further and further under your dominance, concerned only to with the ecstasy your cock provided and dispensing with all else. Her boyfriend's despair meant nothing in the face of such intense pleasure; she was nothing but your naughty little fucktoy now. "My love, you'll never satisfy me again... well as if you ever did. I need Daddy's huge cock to make me cum and make a mess out of me... Do you hear me?"

As you thrust into her faster and deeper, Yuna could feel herself reaching the peak once again, she cried out of ecstasy. "Daddy! Your h-huge cock making me c-cum again! It's so deep inside me... I can't stand it anymore." she screamed out of pleasure as she orgasm, her body keep quivering and trembling and the juices dripped down the sofa.

When she finally came down from her high, she looked at you over her shoulder with a satisfied yet wicked smile on her face... "I can't take it anymore Daddy. Just fuck me until you cum... Use me like a fuckdoll that I am."

You pull her hair once again with your right hand and choke her neck with the other and few powerful thrust and plowing and you reached your own climax. She moaned lustfully when you thrust deep into her, your hot cum filling her up and painting her womb white. She clenched around your cock, eager to milk every last drop of your buckets of thick cum from you as it spilled into her.

"Y-YES! S-SHIT!! CUM INSIDE ME! BREED ME! MAKE ME YOURS FOREVER," she said while catching her breath, her body shivers with the intensity of your climax. As you continued to pump your hot cum into her, leaving her belly bloated and her womb aching for more.

When you finally pulled out of her, she gasped for air, the loss of your cock leaving a void within her that screamed to be filled once more. She looked at you with lustful eyes, her pussy still clenching around nothing and aching to be pounded, your seeds spills out of her pussy so she immediately pushed it in to her pussy.

She reached for her phone that was positioned on the side table so that it was facing outward. The boyfriend is crying, helpless and desperate as he saw his girl get pounded by another man's cock. She gave the camera a smug look and a wicked smile. "My love, look at how full of Daddy's cum I am... do you see how much he's been pounding into me? Even your cum is nothing compared to his." she said in a cruel whisper, mocking him mercilessly, she continued to flex her belly bulge, your cum sloshing around inside her.

"Don't worry my love, we'll stay as a couple, I know you've been bragging it to your friends that you are dating me, maybe you should also brag about being a cuckold too. I suggest you do that. Bye bye!" She said while laughing and end the video call.

"You are too cruel to him, what if he upload the videos you sent to him earlier online?" You are smirking at such thoughts.

"Daddy, he's too naïve and coward to do that... He'll even suck your cock if I tell him to." She said sitting on the sofa still catching her breath.

And as soon as she finished her sentence, someone walked in the room... It was aespa's Karina.

"Yeji said you were here and she was right and it seems like you are having some fun..." Karina said while observing the room. "In fact, too much fun... The smell of cum is so strong!" Karina giggles and goes to close and lock the door.

"Don't worry oppa, I already know everything. The sunbaes in Red Velvet and ITZY told me the things I should know." She said and struts towards you, she looks stunning in her white stage outfit.

Karina's eyes widen at the sight of your cock, a lustful look taking over her face. "Oppa, your cock is bigger than they described to me... or I just didn't expect you to be this HUGE." She says in awe, before moving closer to you, kneeling immediately and wrapped her lips around the head of your cock. You didn't expect Karina to be this straightforward... well she's a woman who knows what she wants.

She sucks on your massive cock passionately, completely ignoring Yuna who is now resting beside you, a proud and arrogant expression is visible on her face knowing another female idol has been charmed by your impressive rod. Karina is making soft moans with each stroke of her tongue along the length of your shaft. Her hands moves down to your balls, gently massaging them as she sucks on the head of your cock. Even the mixed juices of you and Yuna has been ignored by Karina as she relish herself on sucking you off.

"I can taste both of your mixed juices on your cock, Oppa. It's obvious that you finished inside that little slut." she murmurs loudly between sucks.

"Is this your first time seeing a huge cock up close?" You said while caressing her hair.

Karina nods her head enthusiastically, her eyes fixed on your cock as she tries to deepthroat it. "Yes, Oppa. this my first time seeing such a massive cock." She slows her suction to speak, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of your cock. "Oppa's cock is so different and bigger from the korean cocks I've seen, it tastes better too." She resumes sucking on your cock passionately, her eyes closed in pleasure.

"I also know that you like taking someone else's woman, unfortunately I don't have a boyfriend yet but I have someone who is courting me for a long time." She giggles at her own words and sucks you off again.

You feel yourself reaching your climax and you asked Yuna to film Karina while you dump your thick cum in her mouth. As you start cumming, Yuna quickly grab her phone to film it.

"Oh fuck yes, fill her mouth up Oppa!" Yuna said while Karina moans loudly as her mouth overflows with your thick hot load.

"Mmm! S-so m-much!" She gurgles happily, cheeks bulging, Yuna made sure to get a close up of her cum filled mouth. "Damn look at that huge mouthful! What a good little cumslut!"

Karina smiles and opens her mouth wide, showing off her mouth completely filled with your thick virile seeds. She swishes it around her mouth teasingly, playing with it on her tongue as she tilt her head back and swallowing it all in one big gulp.

"It's kinda sweet, Thank you for the tasty snack, Oppa!" She said and leaned to your cock and cleaned your shaft by sucking it again.

Yuna ended the recording and showed it to Karina in which the latter finds hot and asked for a copy of it.

"Since you're here, I won't let you leave without getting fucked." You said and her eyes lit with excitement.

She gasp excitedly as you lay her down on the couch. "Oh fuck yes, destroy me oppa! I'm all yours! This is why I'm here for...." She spread her legs wide for you, revealing her dripping pussy aching to be filled. "Please Oppa, I need this tight hole fucked hard! Ruin me!" Karina moan loudly as you thrust inside her, stretching her open with your massive cock. "Oh my god yes! So f-fucking deep! Fuck me senseless Oppa!"

"Damn she's taking that huge cock so well…look at her cute little cunt get destroyed…" Yuna murmurs on the side, watching her fellow idol get ruined just like she was earlier.

Karina scream in pleasure as you pound her without mercy. "Yes yes yes! Harder oppa! I'm your cockslave! Use my fucking pussy!" Her eyes rolled back as you utterly ravage her tight body, quivering from the intense fucking. "Oh fuck! I'm your property! Your fucktoy! Yours forever!"

You positioned Karina in full nelson and locking your hands behind her head. "Yuna, use Karina's phone and go stream on aespa's Intagram account. Just show our lower bodies, make them wonder if it's real or not. SM Entertainment can just say that the account got hacked." You boldly suggest and she happily obliged.

Yuna grin excitedly and take Karina's phone, quickly opening up the Aespa Instagram account. "Ooh yes oppa, let's give their fans a naughty show!" She angle the camera just at your thrusting hips and Karina's pussy getting railed, starting a livestream.

The comments immediately start flooding in, fans shocked and aroused by what they're seeing.

"Oh my god is that real??"

"Who is he fucking?? Is that Karina??"

"Holy shit this is so hot!"

Karina is too fucked-silly to even realize she's being broadcast live, moaning desperately. "Yes! yes! fuck your toy! Ruin your slave!"

Yuna glance at the comments flooding in and start reciting them, just enough for you to hear without exposing anything, letting the viewers wonder whether it's real or not.

"Oh my god I'm so wet right now!"

"This is the hottest thing I've ever seen!"

"Fuck that pussy looks destroyed! He's huge!"

"I wish that was me getting railed!"

"Look at her cute little cunt swallow that monster cock!"

The comments keep pouring in as you wreck Karina on the livestream. She started squirting as you pound her fiercely not stopping your continuous assault in her dripping cunt.

"Holy shit she's cumming so hard!"

"I want him to fuck me senseless like that too!"

"Damn I'm stroking my cock so hard watching this!"

As Karina moans loudly of getting fucked in one of the most obscenely sexual position, some of the viewer fans starts recognizing her clothes, it's the same stage outfit of her in K-Link Festival.

"Damn, Is this Karina?"

"You're right, her clothes looks identical to Karina's stage outfit few hours ago."

"Maybe it's really Karina, I knew she's a slutty idol."

You began to push into her tight pussy harder and deeper she gasped and trembled, the intensity your massive cock stretching her wide sending waves of pleasure through he body. Her pussy starts to clenched around you as penetrated deeper and deeper into her, desperate to be filled completely by your huge size.

"S-so big... you're going to split me in half!" She whimpered breathlessly, her body quivering under the onslaught of sensation as you plowed into her needy cunt. The viewers can't see her face but you know Karina's displaying a full pledge ahegao, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out. "H-harder, Oppa! Please make a mess out of me! FUUUUCK!!!" She squealed and moans as another burst of squirt gushed out of her.

You feel your own climax approaching and you hugged her tightly and unleashed many deep long thrust, Karina screams in ecstasy as your hot cum floods her pussy, filling up her womb. "Yes yes yes! Cum in your slave oppa! Knock up your toy!" Yuna made sure to get close ups of Karina's belly bulging, cum-filled belly and the creampie oozing from her gaping pussy.

The comments go wild seeing you fill her up

"Holy shit look at that creampie!"

"He pumped her womb full of cum!"

"I wish that was me leaking his load!"

"Fuck look at that tiny pussy get wrecked!"

"He's absolutely railing her, she looks mindless!"

"I wish he was pounding my cunt like that!"

"Damn I want him to cum in me next!"

Karina twitches weakly as your cum pours from her destroyed pussy. "Oh fuck...I'm your mindless fuckdoll now Oppa... you've claimed me completely..." Yuna end the stream, leaving the viewers stunned and begging for more. Karina just realized that it was broadcasted but didn't care because she knows SM Entertainment will do something about it.

Just like you who is not worried about repercussions of your actions since entertainment agency will cover up these kinds of scandal since Aespa is one of the most famous kpop girl group in the current time.

"Let's wait here, I'm sure many articles will be made wondering if it's real or not. Let's read it together." After 1 hour, many articles shows up on the internet.

Yuna grin excitedly as we browse through the articles popping up about the mysterious livestream.

"Breaking: Hackers stream graphic video on Aespa's Instagram."

"SM Entertainment says that Aespa Instagram hacked after explicit video posted."

"Fans speculate if racy video is real or fake."

"Is that really Karina getting railed or just someone who looks like her?"

"SM Entertainment denies the participation of one of it's idols in a racy video that is circulating online. Claims that it was a Deepfake video trying to tarnish the idols image due to their groups popularity."

Yuna and Karina are now using their phones, the latter rested quite a bit after 1 hour. There is a group chat hidden in the eyes of the public and only female kpop idols can join in it.

In private chats, female idols from other groups gossip about the scandalous Karina video....

Jennie: Did you guys see that video?? Karina getting railed by some mystery guy? We all know it's Karina.

Lisa: Yes! That cock looked so huge!

Rosé: Omg you're totally right! That massive dick deserve to be pleasured. No wonder Karina was screaming so much.

Jisoo: I'm so jealous! I want him to fuck me next! My pussy has been aching ever since I saw that.

Yoona: Me too! The way he dominated Karina was so hot. I want him to break me like that!

Taeyeon: Girls, I have an idea…let's set up a schedule so we can all get a turn! No reason for Karina to hog that stud!

Yuna: If the sunbae's wants to know who the mystery stud is, he is our current bodyguard hired by JYPE to ensure our safety.

Jennie: Really? if he is ITZY's bodyguard... Did the ITZY members already got the taste of him?

Karina: ITZY and Red Velvet already got fucked by him, also Twice in the past because he is also their bodyguard.

The chat explodes with horny chaotic conversation regarding you.

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Another piece done.... Thank you for reading!

[nr1chaedickrider]

"you're taking it so well for me, baby."

she emphasizes the petname in a teasing tone, praising you as you grip her shoulder, your nails digging into her skin.

the burning sensation your nails leave on her skin turns ryujin on even more.

the back of her head hits the wall as she looks up to you.

"you look so pretty for me"

"on my lap like such a pretty girl"

you let out another moan, getting used to the stretch as you finally start moving.

"mhm fuck-" you moan out, not being able to keep eye contact with her as you throw your head back.

it all started with a simple photo yuna posted.

which turned into a steamy make out on the couch.

and now you're riding her strap.

she still has her jeans on, the black adidas sports bra fits tightly on her chest.

"look at me my love" she whispers, placing soft kisses on your neck.

you move your head to her command, looking at her.

she starts grinning, her hands on your waist.

"god you're so pretty"

"kinda wish i could show you off to everyone."

she thrusts her hip up, making you scream a little.

"fuck ryu- im gonna-"

"gonna cum for me my love? come on, do it. wanna see you finish all over me."

you keep riding her, nails still scratching her, for a moment you even think you saw some blood.

you lean forward and kiss her, moaning into her mouth as you cum all over her.

"maybe we should finally take this to the bedroom, hm?" she whispers.

[chrissssssmut]

yandere yeji yooyeon chaehyun yuna minju (illit) haneul yeseo x male reader

PLEASE can you reserve your story for me

Shuttered Devotion

Yandere Yeji, Yooyeon, Chaehyun, Minju, Yuna, Haneul & Yeseo x Male Reader

AN: Hope you like this dude! Also, THIS WEEK WAS TIRING BUT HEY NEW STORY!

You don’t know why you bought the camera.

It was an impulse purchase—an old Polaroid 600 from a dusty antique shop, sitting on the shelf as if it had been waiting for you. The store owner gave you a strange look when you picked it up, but the moment your fingers brushed against it, you felt a weird pull.

Like something wanted you to take it home.

And you did.

Now, it sits on your desk, next to your laptop, its presence almost unnatural in the dim light of your apartment. You tell yourself it’s just an old camera. Just a piece of history.

Until you take your first picture.

It happens late at night. You’re bored, half-asleep, and decide to test the camera. You aim it at your living room and press the shutter. The familiar whirr of the Polaroid fills the air as the film slides out.

You shake it out of habit. Watch as the image slowly develops.

And that’s when you see it.

Seven shadowy figures standing in your living room.

Your heart stops. The room is empty—you’re the only one here. But in the picture, there are figures. Tall. Feminine. Watching.

A chill creeps down your spine.

No. That’s not possible.

You rub your eyes, look again—they’re still there.

You swallow hard. It has to be a defect. Right?

Right?

You don’t want to think about it.

Your hands feel clammy as you set the picture facedown on your desk, avoiding its existence entirely. Maybe you’re just too tired. Maybe your mind is playing tricks on you.

Without another word, you crawl into bed, pulling the blanket over your head like a child. You can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching you, but you tell yourself it’s just paranoia.

Just sleep.

Just sleep.

Eventually, you drift off.

But in the silence of the room, the Polaroid slowly flips itself over.

The figures in the picture seem closer now.

You wake up feeling like you barely slept. Your chest is heavy, and your body feels sluggish, like you’ve been running in your dreams all night.

Maybe you shouldn’t have ignored the picture.

But you don’t want to look at it.

Instead, you grab the camera again, needing to prove to yourself that nothing is wrong. That it was just a one-time glitch.

You take another picture—this time, of your bedroom window.

When the film develops, a woman is standing outside, looking in.

Your blood runs cold.

Because you live on the sixth floor.

There’s no balcony. No fire escape. No way for anyone to be standing there.

You whip your head around, heart pounding—but the window is empty.

Then your phone vibrates.

A message from an unknown number:

"You’re finally seeing us, aren’t you?"

Your breath catches in your throat. Your hands tremble as you stare at the screen. You don’t respond. You can’t.

The next message comes seconds later.

"We’ve always been here. Don’t be scared, love."

Your stomach turns. A chill creeps up your spine.

You glance back at the Polaroid in your hands.

In the picture…

The woman’s head has tilted slightly.

She’s staring right at you.

You don’t know what to do.

You feel watched, like unseen eyes are locked onto you no matter where you go.

You tell yourself it’s just stress. You’ve been working too much, maybe you’re hallucinating from exhaustion.

Yes. That’s it.

You bury yourself under the blankets again, forcing your eyes shut.

You won’t take another picture.

You won’t look at the messages.

You won’t—

A soft giggle echoes in your ears.

Your breath catches.

That was inside your room.

Your fingers clutch the blanket. Your body freezes.

Then, a soft voice—low, sweet, too close.

"Are you scared, baby?"

Your entire body tenses.

That was a real voice. Not in your head.

But no one’s here.

Right?

The warmth of a hand presses against your chest—but there’s nothing there.

"You're so cute when you're trembling," another voice whispers, this time near your ear.

You rip the blanket off, sitting up so fast that your vision spins.

But the room is empty.

Nothing.

No one.

You breathe heavily, sweat clinging to your skin.

The phone buzzes again.

Unknown Number: We’ll let you rest for now. Sleep well, sweetheart.

You don’t sleep at all.

You leave your apartment first thing in the morning.

You need to be somewhere normal—somewhere with people. Somewhere they can’t be.

You end up at a small coffee shop. It’s crowded, the smell of fresh espresso filling the air. The warmth should be comforting, but your hands are still cold.

You sit in the corner, gripping your cup of coffee like a lifeline.

Then—

"You look exhausted."

A voice.

Feminine. Familiar.

You look up.

A girl stands in front of you—long, wavy hair, a concerned look in her eyes. She’s beautiful.

She tilts her head. Smiles.

Too familiar.

Your breath catches.

You know her.

You’ve seen her before.

In the pictures.

Your stomach drops.

Before you can react, she sits across from you, crossing her legs as if she’s known you forever.

"You finally noticed us," she murmurs. "Took you long enough, babe."

Your hands tremble. "Who… are you?"

Another voice behind you.

"Isn’t it obvious?"

You freeze.

Slowly, you turn your head.

Six more girls surround you.

They smile.

Your stomach churns.

Because you recognize all of them.

Yeji. Yooyeon. Chaehyun. Yuna. Minju. Haneul. Yeseo.

The girls from the pictures.

From your apartment.

From your mirror.

You run.

Or, at least, you try.

But the moment you step outside, your vision blurs. The world distorts—the streets become a dark void, stretching infinitely in all directions.

You aren’t in the city anymore.

You’re… somewhere else.

When you turn, the girls are already there.

Watching.

Waiting.

"You should stop running," Minju murmurs, brushing a hand along your jaw. "We’re not going to hurt you."

"You belong with us," Yeseo whispers.

"You always have," Yeji adds.

Your head spins. Your heart pounds.

"What do you want from me?" you whisper.

Yooyeon kneels in front of you, cupping your face in her hands. Her smile is soft. Sweet.

"Everything, darling. We want everything."

Then, as if controlled by an unseen force, your hands move—lifting the camera, pressing the shutter.

The final picture develops.

It shows you.

With them.

Smiling.

Happy.

Like you’ve always been theirs.

And then—

Your mind goes blank.

For a moment, there is nothing—just a deep, endless void, swallowing every thought, every fear, every piece of your identity.

And then—

You wake up.

Soft sheets. The scent of lavender and something faintly sweet. A dimly lit room, bathed in warm candlelight.

This isn’t your apartment.

Your pulse quickens.

You try to move—your hands twitch against the soft fabric beneath you, but when you try to lift them, you can’t.

Something’s holding you down.

Your wrists. Your ankles.

Tied.

Panic surges through your veins.

That’s when you feel it—something moving on the bed beside you.

"You’re awake," a voice coos, warm breath tickling your ear.

You flinch, twisting your head to the side.

Yeji.

She’s right there, inches from your face, her eyes practically glowing in the dim light. A lazy smirk plays on her lips as she props herself up on her elbow, looking at you like you’re something precious.

"You slept for so long," she murmurs, fingers brushing over your cheek. "We were worried."

Your heart slams against your ribs.

"We?"

There’s movement around you. The bed dips, the air thickens, and suddenly, they’re all there.

Seven girls.

All of them.

You turn your head—Yooyeon sits near your feet, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on your ankle, right where the restraints are. She hums softly, eyes half-lidded, as if simply being near you is enough to make her daze off.

Chaehyun rests her chin on your chest, staring up at you with lovesick adoration, her fingers playing with the fabric of your shirt. "It was lonely without you, you know?" she pouts.

Yuna shifts behind you, pressing her body close to your back, arms wrapping tightly around you. "You’re so warm…" she murmurs, voice dripping with possessiveness. "I don’t want to let go."

Haneul, sitting near your head, twirls a lock of your hair around her finger, watching as it slips between her fingertips. "You look so much better like this," she whispers. "Helpless. Ours."

Minju leans over you, her gaze dark. "You scared us," she says softly, but there’s a sharp edge beneath her tone. Her fingers press into your jaw, forcing you to look at her. "You shouldn’t run from us like that."

Yeseo, sitting on your lap, tilts her head. She smiles, but there’s a cruel gleam in her eyes. "It’s okay, though. We forgive you." Her fingers trail down your chest, her nails just barely scratching through the fabric. "As long as you don’t do it again."

You shudder.

Your mind is racing, trying to process everything.

Where are you? How did you get here?

The last thing you remember is the camera—the final picture.

You glance to the side.

There.

The Polaroid sits on the bedside table, propped up neatly like a framed photo.

You. With them.

Smiling.

Like this was always meant to happen.

Like you’ve been here forever.

Your stomach twists.

"I—" You try to speak, but your throat is dry. Your body feels heavy, like something is keeping you here, making it impossible to even think about escaping.

Yooyeon sighs, watching you carefully. "You’re panicking again…"

Yeji hums in agreement, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple. "You always do this at first."

At first?

What does that mean?

"You shouldn’t fight it," Yuna whispers against the back of your neck, tightening her arms around you. "You belong to us."

"You always have," Chaehyun chimes in, her nails dragging lightly against your chest. "You just didn’t realize it before."

Your breathing is shaky.

"This isn’t—this isn’t right." Your voice is hoarse. "You can’t just… take me."

Minju smiles, but there’s something dangerous in her expression. "Oh, sweetheart," she whispers, her lips brushing against your ear. "We didn’t take you."

"You came to us."

Her fingers gently tilt your chin, forcing you to look at the Polaroid.

"You saw us," Haneul murmurs, her breath warm against your skin. "You acknowledged us. You brought us to life."

Yooyeon leans in closer, her lips ghosting just barely over yours.

"And now?" she whispers. "You’re never leaving again."

Your pulse spikes—you thrash, or at least try to, but their hands are everywhere. Holding you down. Stroking your skin. Soft whispers, gentle touches—suffocating.

Yeseo hums. "Still struggling?" She sighs, shaking her head. "You’ll break soon."

Haneul giggles. "They always do."

You try to scream, but Yeji’s hand clamps over your mouth, muffling the sound.

"Shh," she soothes, pressing another soft kiss to your forehead. "Just accept it already."

Chaehyun grins. "We’ll take such good care of you, love."

Yuna nuzzles against your back. "You’ll see how much we love you."

Minju’s nails drag slowly down your throat, not enough to hurt, but enough to send a very clear message.

"You belong to us now."

Yooyeon’s smile is syrupy sweet, her fingers tracing along your jaw.

"And we’re never letting you go."

The candlelight flickers.

The picture on the table changes—

Your expression in the Polaroid is no longer a frozen, forced smile.

It’s genuine.

Like you want to be here.

Like you’ve finally given in.

And maybe…

Just maybe…

You have.

[honey171]

RUNNING UP THAT HILL ♡

🍯:: @Honey171

🚲:: mais uma que vai pra doação @sktzys em breve 👀 (ninguém me para mais com gif agora 🙈 KKKKK)

[ssivinee]

❥ 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜

Non-idol! Shin Yuna x Athletic! F reader x Non-idol! Kim Minjeong: (University AU) Yuna is known for being the queen bee at school, while you seem to be her one-sided prized possession. This quickly changes Yuna’s mind when Minjeong seemingly takes her spotlight from you.

Word Count: 3.2 k

Author's Note: SURPRISE GIRLY POPS... it's in caps cause I miss it here, ngl. Anywayyyyy, I'll probably be sleeping by the time this is released, but I seriously hope you all enjoy this after I've been away for so long🥹. Just remember, this is all fiction! OH, OH, and read the notes at the end, please!

On a typical Monday at the University, Shin Yuna, the campus queen, walked into her first class. She finds her friends on the left side of the large lecture hall, and she waves to them.

"Hey girlie," her best friend, Yeji, greets her with a hug. "So what’d I miss today?" Asking about the latest tea since Yuna starts her Mondays later than the other girls.

As the girls began gossiping, another group of girls began walking in, all of them tall. It was some of the girls on their school's basketball team were Yunjin, Kazuha, Aisha, Chaeyoung, and their captain Y/n.

While coming in, each girl held iced coffee in one hand and their duffle bags on the other shoulder. This made Yuna perk up at the presence of her long-time crush. From Y/n's peripheral view, she saw Yuna staring, which gave her a faint smile, which caused the girl to wave at her flirtatiously.

Yuna's friends notice and giggle at her usual antics. "I'll never understand why you won't ask the girl out. I know you preferred to be asked out, but c'mon," Lia tells her, and Yuna just smirks.

"Stand up, girlie," Ryujin jokes and laughs at the girl's bad mood. Yuna flails her hands lightly. "Don't worry; no one would dare try taking her away from me, and besides, I know how to get her attention."

"Sure you do," Chaeryeong says with much sarcasm. "Look, you know she only pays attention to you when you talk to her, and that's not even 50% of the time."

"Doesn't matter. I know how to get what I want."

The basketball team gathered in the school gym after classes, heading to the locker room to change. As they finished up, Yuna and her posse strolled in to watch, as was their usual routine. Almost on cue, Y/N emerged, dressed in a tight white tank top, purple basketball shorts, dark grey basketball shoes, and a messy bun.

Yuna, always forthright about her feelings, couldn't deny the effect watching Y/N practice had on her. She often wondered how she'd manage to keep her composure if they were ever alone in the gym.

"Yuna's here again, man," Aisha noted, nudging the captain, who acknowledged with a knowing look.

"Just ask her out already," Yunjin chimed in, giving Y/N a supportive pat on the back.

"I barely know her, dude. Besides, I'd want to be friends first before dating anyone. Yuna and I are like... acquaintance level," Y/N replied, shrugging off the suggestion but feeling the subtle tension in the air.

"Shhh, don't say that out loud. You'd break her heart," Chaeyoung jokes in a whisper tone. "I'd straight up tell her to be friends first. I like slow and steady relationships, not one I jump into."

"Preach, girl," Kazuha says as they high-five. "Alright, chop, chop, girls. Stretch, then drills, and practice defense today. We have a game coming up at the end of the week, and we need to be ready." Your husky voice echoed throughout the entire gym.

"God, she's so sexy, ugh~." Yuna was almost always sexually frustrated whenever she had her eyes on you. "What if you get her a drink, girly?" Chaeryeong suggested, and as if Yuna had a light bulb flicker, she goes out to a vending machine to buy a small blue Gatorade.

After 2 hours of practice, Yuna stayed behind as her girls left, and amongst the sea of athletes leaving the locker room, she found Y/n.

"Hey," Yuna greets her softly, "Oh, Yuna, what's up?" "I wanted to give this to you during practice, but I was kinda distracted. Sorry," She hands over the drink, making Y/n raise a brow. "Distracted from what?"

"I can't say," Yuna bites her lips with a lingering flirty tone. "Uhuh, right," Y/n says, catching on very quickly, "Thanks, though. This is my favorite drink."

She keeps the drink in her bag, "Sorry to cut this conversation super short, but I have to make it home by 6, so I really have to get going." Before the captain could even take a step, Yuna gave her a quick hug, shocking her a little. "See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you."

The next day, Yuna was late to her classes due to her oversleeping. In her own words, 'I'm already late, so why rush?' When she makes her way the to the classroom, she finds her group of friends some what mumbling to each other.

"What's going on?"

The group stops and goes silent while looking at Yuna, scared of what's to come. "We have to tell you something, but you can't be mad, okay?"

"Sure," Yuna drags out suspiciously. "Well, Principle Jinyoung asked some students to show newcomers around, and Y/n was one of them, and we heard one of them has been getting kinda close with her."

...

"What?"

As Yuna was about to throw the biggest fit, Y/n was almost across the campus as she ended the tour of the new pair of students. Their names where Kim Minjeong and Kim Chaewon, the two were cousins. Y/n couldn't deny the two girls were attractive, but Minjeong's personality was drawing her in.

The jokes, random noises and faces, the care for her cousin, her mannerisms, everything put a genuine smile on Y/n's face. "I've been meaning to ask, do you guys have a cheer team? We wanted to try out."

"Uh, we do, and I believe tryouts are today since they're using the gym, but you should check with the cheer captain," Y/n tells them.

It was tryout time for the cheer squad, and as the team prepared, Minjeong and Chaewon stood among the lineup of eager teens. While Chaewon looked visibly anxious, Minjeong wore a confident expression, her smile radiating cheerfulness.

The cheer team entered the gym in full uniform, the last girl, presumably the captain, holding a clipboard with an air of authority. Standing in the center, she scanned each student with a critical eye, then began pointing. "You, you, you, and you. Leave, please. You're not making the cut. Thank you," she finished with a snarky tone that took the cousins by surprise. They hadn’t expected such bluntness.

"Now that I actually like what I see, let me start by introducing myself. My name is Shin Yuna, and I’m the team captain. This is the vice-captain, Hwang Yeji," she announced, motioning to the girl beside her.

"When we call your name, you will start immediately," Yuna continued, taking a seat behind the table along with the rest of the team. She began calling names, about 17 within the span of 10 minutes. Minjeong, keeping count, noted that around 9 people remained. Yuna was ruthless in her judgments, offering no second chances. A single mistake meant immediate dismissal.

"Look, as much as we need girls, there are only three spots open, and I need perfection. If you think you can't give that... well, leave now," Yuna declared, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Minjeong watched as four more students left, two girls and two boys, one of them on the verge of tears. She exchanged a determined look with Chaewon, her resolve only strengthening.

"And then there were five," one of the cheerleaders remarked mockingly.

"Kim Minjeong," Yuna called, her voice echoing through the gym.

She goes up into position, which Yuna considers, "she doesn't seem nervous, huh?" Ryujin asks, and Yuna smirks. She liked this girl already. On time, Y/n walks out of the small gym, into the main one, and stands on the far corner, making sure she isn't seen or noticed by anyone.

Y/n had decided to watch in support since their practice was cut short today. Her eyes travel to ,Minjeong who changed her outfit into a pair of black leggings and a light blue crop halter-neck tank top. Y/n's eyes couldn't help but roam around. Minjeong was beautiful, and the new attire accentuated her body.

When the music began Minjeong made sure to keep eye contact and perfect poise. Needless to say, she aced the dance and ends with a cocky pose.

This led the team to clap for her with smiles. "See, that's what I need to see!"

Minjeong bows back to the line, and Chaewon gives her a congratulating side hug.

After finding 'Yuna's perfect girls,' everyone applauds the new members of their team. "Kim Minjeong, Kim Chaewon, Ezaki Hikaru, welcome to J-Nation's cheer team."

The cousins begin jumping in joy, and when they do a little celebration dance, Minjeong hears some applause behind her. Chaewon looks and giggles at the sight of the basketball captain, clearly feeling the vibe that's going on between Minjeong and Y/n.

The newbie looks surprised to see the unexpected later at their tryouts. "Y/n-ssi? What are you doing here?" Minjeong begins to fix her hair subconsciously. "I decided to support you girls since practice ended early. You did amazing, by the way, very fierce," Y/n teases her, and Minjeong's face goes flush.

While the three spoke, Lia peeps them and nudges Yuna a little.

"What?" Lia points over at them, and what once was a happy Yuna was now visibly annoyed. "Well, I guess I found out who the little rat is, and instead of trying to catch her, she's coming to me."

Yuna's annoyance turned into an evil grin, and Ryujin didn't like the look what so ever, "What are you planning now?"

"Oh, just to make her life on the team a living hell until she quits herself."

"Minjeong-ssi, it's nice to see you," Yuna approaches the girl who was getting ready to leave the room, packing up her laptop. "Oh, hello, Yuna," a sweet smile stayed on the new girl's face.

"Well, I forgot to text you guys last month, but we have a tradition on the cheer team," Yuna said, her tone deceptively sweet. When the topic of cheer came up, Minjeong gave her full attention. "The new girls have to do a one-on-one practice with the team. Think of it as a trial and error practice to see if you can handle it," she continued, her voice dripping with faux kindness.

Minjeong, having already witnessed Yuna's less-than-angelic side, found the act rather bizarre and unnerving.

Just then, Y/N approached the duo, Chaewon and Aisha trailing behind her. "Hey, Yuna. Jeongie, are we going to that coffee shop now?" Y/N asked, her eyes bright with anticipation. Chaewon and Aisha, tall and friendly, had quickly bonded with the group during their campus tour.

Yuna's irritation was palpable, especially at the sound of the new nickname Y/N had given Minjeong. She forced a smile, trying to mask her annoyance. "Wow, you guys just met recently and you're already on a nickname basis?" she joked, though her tone hinted at her underlying frustration.

Y/N shrugged casually. "I came up with the name when I walked home with her after your tryouts on Tuesday. Turns out she lives on the same block as me, and I've been giving her rides to school for the past few days." The explanation was simple, but it only served to deepen Yuna's annoyance, her forced smile slipping a bit at the edges.

"I'll see you at practice, Yuna." Chaewon's face goes into confusion as they leave Yuna. "We have practice today?"

"Yuna said the team had a tradition where they do a one-on-one trial and error practice with new team members." This makes Aisha and Y/n look at each other, "they have a tradition?"

Minjeong was now as confused as Chaewon by now, "they don't?"

"I mean, not that we know of, at least," Y/n agrees with Aisha, finding it a bit weird. 'Isn't it too late for a trail and error practice?' Minjeong and the other two have been on the team for about a month already, so it just made no sense to her.

"No worries though, we have a team meeting at 5 pm so I can wait till your practice ends to drop you home."

"Thanks, Y/N," the captain said, gratitude evident in her tone. Y/N simply smiled and shrugged, brushing it off as no big deal.

Meanwhile, back in the school cafeteria, Yuna stormed in, fuming. She plopped down angrily, her face a mask of frustration. "I literally hate her," she seethed.

Everyone knew exactly who she was referring to. Chaeryeong, always the voice of reason, sighed. "I hate to admit it, Yuna, but no matter what you throw at her, she's one tough cookie to crack."

Yuna scowled, hating that Chaeryeong was right. Over the past few weeks, she'd tried everything to wear Minjeong down. She nitpicked every little thing the newcomer did, sabotaged her at every opportunity, and targeted her relentlessly during practice. But no matter what Yuna did, Minjeong remained an outstanding cheerleader with incredible stamina and flexibility, traits that earned her the admiration of the rest of the team.

On the basketball team's third game of the season, Y/N scored an impressive 32 points. As Yuna moved to congratulate her, Minjeong beat her to it, handing Y/N a red Gatorade with a proud smile. Yuna seethed inwardly, feeling her efforts to undermine Minjeong continually thwarted.

Unlike Y/n's reaction to Yuna, she had a wide grin when getting the drink from Haewon. She even opened it in an instant, "My favorite drink AND flavor? You’re on the top of my favorite people list, Minjeong," is what Y/n said, and if looks could kill, Yuna would've killed the shorter girl instantly.

"Look, I don't care if I have to hurt someone. I will do it," the rest of the girls unnoticeably move away a little, scared of Yuna.

Nearing the end of the day, Minjeong was the first and only one in the gym. She had been waiting 30 minutes and thought about leaving several times, until Yuna came in.

Alone...

"Yuna? Where are the other girls?" Minjeong stood there, clutching the straps of her bag nervously. "They aren't coming," the latter said with a clear, devious smile on her face. "See, I'm starting to have a slight problem with you, Minjeong."

Minjeong stands like a statue, not even daring to move, as Yuna wanders to the gym equipment closet. "You are getting to close to something I want," Yuna continues, pulling something out of the room, causing Minjeong's face to go pale.

She pulled out a wooden bat.

Peering over her shoulder, Yuna shows an irritated face, "Scratch that. You have something that belongs to me."

"Yuna-ssi, I can give it back to you if that's the issue. What is it? I'll give it right now," Minjeong begins to frantically look through her bag for something the girl may have owned, but unsuccessfully found nothing.

That was until Yuna spoke, "Oh really? You can stay away from her then?" Now she was getting it, the signs should've been clear to her from the beginning. Every time she was in school with Y/n, she found Yuna in the vicinity, always wearing an angry look on her. The training she put her through, the harsh words thrown at her, it was all because Yuna wanted Y/n to herself.

"I'm sorry Yuna, Y/n is her own person. I can't help it if she wants to be friends with me," Minjeong said trying to defend herself but Yuna only found those words angering her. "Well, if you can't... I can definitely make you."

As Yuna is about to swing the bat, Minjeong does her best to cover her head and closes her eyes, waiting for the impact. That never came though.

All she heard was a painful grunt and loud impact. Opening her eyes, she was met with Y/n's closed ones with heavy breathing. "Now what the hell do you think you're doing Yuna?!" Y/n's voice evidently grew in anger as her voice boomed throughout the entire gym.

In shock, Yuna drops the bat and tries to grab the athlete's arm. This caused Y/n to swing her arm while trying to get Yuna's hand off, that led to Yuna falling on the floor due to the strong force.

"Y/n I'm sorry-"

"You're sorry? You could've seriously hurt her Yuna! Have you gone crazy?"

Yuna begins to tear up. No one had ever seen you angry, not this angry at least, and for the first time Yuna was terrified. For two reasons, your anger, and possibly losing you because of her stupid decisions.

"I didn't want her to take you from me," Yuna pleads but the girl scoffs at her. "You never had me, now do us a favor and leave us alone you crazy bitch," Y/n dragged Minjeong out of the gym and those words broke Yuna's heart. She knew that Y/n wasn't gonna forgive her, finally accepting defeat from this one-sided battle with Minjeong.

"Are you out of your mind? You could've been seriously hurt, Y/N. Your team still needs you," Minjeong finally spoke as they reached the parking lot. Her voice was laced with concern and frustration, her eyes scanning Y/N for any signs of injury.

"Minjeong, you could've ended up in a coma, and you're worried about me? You don't even want to report her," Y/N shot back, her voice rising with each word. Minjeong sighed deeply, understanding Y/N's protectiveness but feeling the weight of guilt pressing down on her. She couldn't stand the thought of Y/N getting hurt because of her, yet she also wanted to avoid further conflict with Yuna.

"Besides, I wouldn’t mind getting hurt for someone I care about," Y/N mumbled, but Minjeong heard every word loud and clear.

"Seriously? You just got hit by a bat, and you can say things like that?" Minjeong's eyes widened in disbelief. 

Y/N chuckled, the sound light despite the situation. "Well, thankfully, the pain is wearing off. Yuna doesn’t exactly have the strength to do much damage to me."

Minjeong playfully hit Y/N's shoulder, shaking her head with a small laugh. But then her expression turned serious, her eyes locking onto Y/N's with a mix of worry and determination. "You really need to be more careful. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"I- I like you too," she blurts out, feeling the embarrassment creep on on her face. This washes away when she feels Y/n's hand on her chin, pulling her in for a kiss. Minjeong savored it, pulling your neck to close the gap in between your bodies. As their lungs screamed for help, their lips separated followed by heavy breathing.

Y/n laughs in giddiness.

"How about we get ice cream Jeongie?" Minjeong nods, "I'd like that." The two head to the ice cream parlor, ending their night as a newly formed couple. Minjeong sits in the car with Y/n, parked right in front of her house.

Minjeong smiles at the thought of officially being with the tall girl and Y/n takes notice of the smile. "What's up with that cheeky grin of yours?"

"It just makes me think, it's the queen b's loss, huh?"

Note: Since this is somewhat of a beginning to a fresh start, feel free to send kpop reqs, random anons for a good chat, or just lmk if you wanna be on the future tag lists!

[mxl633]

only you

Shin Yuna x Reader

Synopsis: On a city date , Yunas possessiveness flares as strangers eye her girlfriend,Y/N.She made it clear that she’s taken with tender,possessive kisses showing her deep love and protection

Warnings: POSSESSIVE YUNAAA , no angst no smut,the end is cute!

A/n:first time posting my writings..

The neon lights of the city cast a soft glow over the streets as you and Yuna strolled hand-in-hand through the crowd. She held your hand a little tighter than usual tonight, her fingers lacing through yours possessively. It was as if she were daring anyone to get too close.

“You know,” Yuna murmured, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye, “I don’t love the way people keep staring at you.”

You laughed, tilting your head up to meet her intense gaze. “What? It’s just people walking by, Yu,” you said, though your cheeks flushed from the attention.

Yuna came to a sudden stop, pulling you closer, her eyes narrowing. “Still, I don’t like it.” Her voice was low, her usual playful tone replaced by something softer, deeper. She placed a hand on your cheek, tracing her thumb gently over your skin. “You’re mine, Y/N.”

You shivered at her touch, heart beating a little faster. “I think everyone already knows that,” you whispered, feeling a blush creep up as she leaned in. Her lips brushed against yours, warm and soft, a gentle yet possessive kiss that seemed to say everything she didn’t.

When she pulled away, her eyes searched yours, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Good. Because you’re not going anywhere,” she said, almost a little smug.

Your heart fluttered, and you couldn’t help but grin as you leaned into her. “Only if you keep kissing me like that.”

She laughed, pulling you even closer. "Gladly, babe." And with that, she leaned in for another kiss, this one longer, deeper, her grip on your waist firm, as if she was making sure you’d never slip away.

[moonwos]

Amor sobre rodas

･.｡.:*･ pedido de capa pessoal (13/09), para @pryncipy98. Em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos créditos. Abra aí pra pegar uma melhor resolução, meus consagrados🏃🏽‍♀️🎀

[hwangalleryy]

IGLOO

yuna. status: disponível.

[kodalindissima]

YET, BUT

yuna + eunseok (itzy, riize) credite em caso de inspo <3

eu vi alguém fazendo esse contorno de giz nos personagens e achei uma graça, queria usar tombém. não ficou com mt cara de giz, mas é o que temos pra hj :v

[yoursweetyinnie]

BOYSHIT (4) — ryujin & yeji

PAIRING — ryujin x fem!reader, yeji x fem!reader

GENRE — angst

CONTENT WARNINGS — toxic relationship

part l. part ll. part lll.

[sleepinghypnos]

MASTERLIST

The Creed

Chapter (1) - Penthouse

Chapter (2) - Second Plate

ITZY

Bodyguard EP. 1 - Yuna & Chaeryeong

Bodyguard EP. 2 - Lia

Bodyguard EP.4 - Ryujin ft. Yeji

Bodyguard EP. 5 - Yuna

Red Velvet

Bodyguard EP. 2 - Wendy ft. Irene

Deicide Ent. EP. 1 - Wendy & Joy

IVE

Bodyguard EP.3 - Wonyoung ft. Yujin

AESPA

Bodyguard EP. 5 - Karina

One-shot - Karina

[trancyzp]

⸺ ninguém como você ⭑

pedido pessoal ⭑ 23/05/24 ⭑ capa para ryu_ryujindoce⭑

[chanyouchan]

⌕ salada de frutas

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 14/05/24 | ✎ @mnini (psd)

[shibuinni3]

Na Beira Da Piscina

03/08/24; Doada para @sanieland

Shin Yuna e Lee Chaeryeong, ITZY.

Nota: QUE CAPA AMIGOS!!! Como um amante do itzy que NUNCA conseguiu fazer uma capa de respeito, estou muito happy. Além do mais que, faz tanto tempo que eu não faço uma capa ELABORADA (com mais pngs além dos idols). E essa yuna ruiva lindíssima, só tchutchuquisse

[yuna542]

💫Drabble Challenge💫

~Unbelievable~

By @marked-unknown

Pairing: Han x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Friends to Lovers

Warnings: Fluff, Comfort, Angst, Sexualising, Mentions of Sex, Swearing

Word Count: 5.8k

Note: I know it’s cheesy and cliché but I couldn’t help myself. Would love to be forced into a long bus drive with Han. ^^

Join my <Challenge>

„He reminds me of this annoying (but very charming) kid in a bus that tries to make you laugh when all you want to do is listen to your sad, depressing emo songs, pretend like you are in a sad music video and read your book (like Picture of Dorian Gray or some french poetry). You are stuck in that bus for couple of hours and there he is - making jokes, giving you snacks, making stupid faces, asking you to read the book out loud for him and so on, until he succeeds and you laugh and talk to him.“

"This seat is taken!" you snapped at the young man with the light hazelnut hair and unnaturally cute face who was about to push aside your bag on the seat next to you. Almost in a panic, you had your arm pressed down on the pile and were glaring at him in warning.

"Really? I don't see anyone here..." he replied dryly, sliding the headphones off his ears so they were around his neck.

You were getting angry again just looking at him. Han Jisung was the most annoying person on the planet, and after a day like this, exactly the last thing you needed.

"Just sit somewhere else!" you hissed at him and he just snorted and dropped onto the pair of seats in front of you where he put his backpack down, only to turn back to you and continue to annoy you, even though all you wanted was your peace and a quiet bus ride to feel sorry for yourself.

The day was already shitty enough, you didn't need his help to make things worse. In fact he did already enough.

"Are you mad about the suitcase? I didn't do it on purpose," he started a conversation with you again, while you pointedly pulled out your airpods and put one in your ear to finally block out his voice.

„It is your own fault. You should have just let me help but you're always so stubborn..."

You sighed in annoyance and put the other headphone in your ear as well. Then you picked a song on your phone. Han finally turned back to the front, apparently having finally realized that you weren't in the mood to talk to him. You looked out of the bus window and watched the other passengers who loaded their suitcases into the bus and also looked for seats. It was already noon, although the bus should start early at 10. Everything was running late and you could only hope to arrive at the hotel in time to try on your dress and prepare for the bachelor party. Otherwise you wouldn't get much sleep tonight. Your best friend was getting married tomorrow and you were the main bridesmaid in charge of planning the party. However, it all took place at a resort by the sea and the bus ride there took several hours. She didn't tell you until the last second that Jisung, her annoying big brother, would also be traveling with you. She knew exactly that you didn't get along very well. When he stood on the platform and waved to you, you would have liked to throw your suitcase right onto the road and yourself right after. Your nerves were already strained and a bus ride of several hours with Jisung sounded like hell. However, this was for your best friend and so you had swallowed your frustration and had been silently putting your suitcase away when he suddenly grabbed it. You ripped it back and had looked at him uncomprehendingly.

"For God's sake let go of the suitcase Jisung!"

"Let me help you," he said, and what should have been a friendly gesture, today made you go full crazy.

"I can do this by myself! Hands off!"

You tried to snatch the suitcase out of his hands again, but he was just as stubborn as you and always trying to tease you to the edge of bursting. Another reason why you probably had friction again and again. He continued to hold the suitcase, trying to pry it out of your hands.

"Just give it to me! Don't be like that!"

By now you were being eyed by the other passengers and the conversations around you died down as you fought like wild dogs over the suitcase, like the last bit of meat.

"Fucking let go you idiot!" you shouted, shoving the suitcase at him with a jerk so that it slammed against his chest. You're face was already glowing with embarrassment.

"I'm just trying to be nice, you ungrateful crumb!" he grumbled back, and as you both ripped at the suitcase at the same time, the clasp snapped and the zipper ripped open with a loud rattling sound. In a whirl of chaos and colorful fabric, the entire contents of your suitcase spilled out onto the dirty floor and you froze, stunned and on the verge of screaming out loud. Jisung's eyes were as big as plates, stammering something akin to an apology, while the other people around you began to murmur and whisper. You wanted to sink to the ground in shame, scream at Jisung or punch him in the face, but instead you just knelt down in a panic and tried to stuff your things back into the suitcase with your head buzzing. Because of the stress, you only noticed after a few seconds that Jisung was also kneeling next to you and collecting your things.

He didn't dare to say anything, until he held a red lace bra in his hands and actually pulled out the matching panties.

"Holy shit... What are you up to with these?" he asked with the more than erotic thong in his hand, which was basically all lace. He opened his mouth to say something stupid again, looking at you incredulously, but by then you were already ripping your underwear out of his hands and throwing them into the suitcase with the last pair of pants, and slammed it shut emphatically.

Without looking at him again, you had boarded the bus until he finally stood next to you again to get on your nerves.

As the bus began to move, you breathed a quiet sigh of relief and leaned your head against the window. While Lana Del Ray sang the sad melodies through your headphones and you watched the landscape go by, you tried to sink deeper and deeper into your melancholic mood. Because that's exactly what you needed right now. You had every right to gaze dreamily out the windows like in a movie and mourn over the crappy day.

"What are you listening to?"

Annoyed, you groaned as Jisung pushed his head between his two seats before you and eyed you curiously with his sparkling eyes. When you didn't answer, but stubbornly continued to look out the window so you wouldn't have to keep looking at that cute face, you felt his penetrating gaze continue on you.

"Aren't you going to talk to me? I asked you a question. Babe don't ignore me. You know that's useless..."

You tried to just tune him out, but this became more difficult with every second he stared through the seats with puffy cheeks and pouted lips, making you blush whyever. So you couldn't concentrate on the song, or your gloomy mood.

"Are you bored, Ji? Don't you have something better to do than annoy me?" you sighed, and the fact that you were finally talking to him he was clearly chalking up as a win.

"Actually, the battery in my headphones died... So I wanted to make a little conversation. And I'm bored."

You should have guessed.

Jisung has never been able to sit still except when he was asleep or listening to music. He always had to do something. Singing, dancing, or just talking nonsense. He had always been like that. Full of energy and charm. Never to be stopped and always with his head through the wall.

"Sounds like a personal problem. Then find someone else to annoy," you said, and he just grinned wryly.

"I only know you here though and you're always so cute when you're angry. Yes! Exactly like that, when you scrunch your nose like that!"

Quickly you averted your eyes, swallowed and tried to get rid of the rising heat from your cheeks. He was driving you increasingly insane. How you could endure five more hours with him was a mystery to you. Only an hour later, you were engrossed in your book. Jisung had fallen asleep. Thank God. Although the book was really good and you enjoyed the quiet moments, you kept catching yourself peeking between the seats and when you smiled at the sight of the dozing idiot, you quickly shook your head and averted your eyes again. He looked really cute when he was this quiet. His long eyelashes cast dark crescents on his cheeks and his plush lips were slightly pouted in sleep.

You tried to focus on the book again. It was a really sensual book. Full of romance, betrayal and a whole lot of eroticism. You were in your own world, the letters blurred into pictures before your eyes and you were completely absorbed in the story. Just as things were getting heated, you flinched violently as Jisung's voice suddenly tore through the film in your mind like a bolt of lightning and threw you back into reality. Suddenly you were back on the rattling bus full of strangers and your annoying companion.

"What are you reading?"

"A book. I know you probably don't know what that is," you replied a little meaner than you really wanted to. You didn't know yourself why you were projecting your anger and disappointment of the last days onto him, but he didn't really make it easy for you either.

Jisung tilted his head to read the title and the back of the book.

"You can read it to me..."

Suddenly he got wide-eyed and you already rolled your eyes, because you knew exactly what was coming now.

"Is this an erotic novel?" he exclaimed louder than necessary. The old couple in the seats next to you looked at you disturbed and the moment you embarrassedly looked around he used and snatched the book out of your hand. Much too late you jumped up and grabbed just the air. He stretched so that you couldn't reach him over the seats and read the page you had just been on.

"Give me that!" you hissed in panic, knowing exactly what he was reading. The scene was hot, violent, and in fact filthy porn.

"What the hell! This kind of things exist in books?", it escaped Jisung and he couldn't take his eyes off the page.

"Jisung! Please!" you pleaded, and by now you were bent over the back of the seat.

He looked at you, grinning at the desperation on your face. You were embarrassed and never wanted to look him in the eye again.

"Is that what you're into? With bondage and spanking?" he asked a little more softly, one eyebrow raised provocatively but he sounded genuinely interested.

"Shit, that's not funny..." you mumbled, and that's when he finally let you take the book out of his hands. As fast as you could you stowed it away in your bag. By now he was sitting turned around again in his seat right in front of you and had his arms crossed over the backrest.

"I remember when my sister and you were secretly watching 50 Shades of Grey and got caught. Your face was just as red then," he smirked, poking your cheek with his finger.

"Shut up!" you whispered, dejected by the shame. Quickly, you crossed your arms and looked out the window again. It was afternoon by now. In a few hours you would finally arrive and then you could avoid him. The rumbling in your stomach, while he continued to look at you with glittering eyes and without averting his gaze, became worse and worse. That's when he held out a bag of chips to you, but you declined, shaking your head.

"What's wrong?" he finally asked, causing you to look up. Seeing the genuine concern in his eyes, you frowned in confusion.

"Huh?" was the only thing you could get out. His face was so close to yours that you could see the golden speckles in the chocolate brown of his eyes. Even up close, he was unnervingly attractive.

"Why have you been in such a bad mood all day? You never turn down snacks. What happened?"

"I'm not," you replied quickly. Too quickly. You've always been lousy at lying and Jisung knew you too long to fall for it.

"Oh yeah, so you're always this mean?" he asked, resting his cheek on the back of his hand that was laying on the backrest.

His open curiosity without any condemnation, made you sigh. Why would you lie? You could tell him. Maybe he would laugh at you, but then at least you would have gotten it off your chest.

"I got stood up. I had a date yesterday and he didn't show up."

Han tapped his finger thoughtfully on the blue cushion.

"Maybe he had a good reason," he considered, and that he was trying to cheer you up made you smile.

"It was the third time..."

Directly he got big eyes and pulled his eyebrows together.

"Oh," he mumbled, not knowing what to say to that. Just like you. It was humiliating to wait a whole hour in that cafe just to get a curt message without a explanation. Again.

You looked down at your hands kneading them in your lap, lost in thought.

"I really thought this time it would work out... He was really nice and attentive at first. Turned out he just wanted to sleep with me. I'm so sick of men."

Jisung looked at you concerned and pressed his lips together.

"Yeah... Unfortunately, many men are really too stupid to realize what they're missing. Even if it's right in front of them."

When you looked at him, a bit confused, he averted his eyes and quickly looked out the window. There was a strange tension in the air that you found hard to describe. Like the smell that hung in the air after a thunderstorm.

It sounded like there was more to the words than Jisung wanted to admit, but you were probably just imagining it. Silently, you looked out the window as well, trying not to look in his direction too often, which was becoming increasingly difficult. You had never noticed how handsome he actually was. Friends of yours and his sister's had often said it, raved about Jisung and his charm, but you had always been immune to it. Probably because you grew up so close and he got on your nerves most of the time. But right now you felt this attraction that everyone always described.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you stopped at the next stop and some people got off and others got on. An old lady stopped next to Jisung and pointed to the empty seat besides him and you. Her husband was right behind her.

"Excuse me, are the seats free?"

Jisung smiled his brightest smile directly and before you understood what he was about to do, he said:

"Of course. You can sit here together. I can just sit with my friend."

He gathered his things and came to you, but you just stared at him in bewilderment. Only when the lady and her husband took a seat and said:

"Thank you very much."

You reluctantly pulled your bag from the seat so he could sit down. Now he had made it after all and ignoring him was much harder when he was sitting right next to you.

"You're unbelievable..." you mumbled and he crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and getting comfortable so his legs pressed against yours.

"I know. I'm amazing," he said with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his lips.

"That wasn't a compliment...", you replied, but he pretended not to hear it. Shaking your head, you had to force back a smile with all your might. Why did he make you laugh when you really wanted to be angry? So you put your headphones back in your ears and turned the volume up really loud. After a few minutes, he pressed his leg against yours, but you ignored it, trying to ignore the flattering in your chest, but he didn't stop and put a hand on your thigh to squeeze it. Since you were only wearing a skirt, you got goosebumps directly when you felt his warm hand closed directly around your bare skin. Questioningly you looked at him.

"Can I listen too?"

Directly you tried to look unimpressed, even though your heart was beating harder and harder against your ribs. From the moment he sat next to you, you smelled his scent, which had clouded your mind. He smelled like fresh soap, pungent aftershave, and even a bit of lavender. It wasn't fair that he was so perfect.

"No!" you said quickly. You didn't want him to make fun of your taste in music. Just as he was about to answer something, a message lit up on your display. You couldn't stop him from reading it, and your stomach hurt again when you saw the name of the asshole you thought had liked you.

„Sorry I couldn't make it. Want to come over tonight?“

Angrily you threw your head against the back of your seat and took a deep breath to keep from bursting into tears again.

"That asshole... I'm good enough to fuck," you said in agony, and Han looked at you silently for a few seconds before holding out his hand in demand.

"Give me that."

"Why?"

"Just trust me."

A little suspiciously, you frowned but then handed him your unlocked phone. What else did you have to lose?

That's when he opened the camera and set it to selfie mode. Then he held it up so you could both be seen. Directly he put an arm around you, pulled you to his chest until you were nestled against him. Completely perplexed you looked up at him and there he pressed the shutter. His touch made everything inside of you go muddled. You didn't even manage to form a sentence, especially when he didn't take his arm off you, but scrolled through the pictures he had taken with a smile. His fingers left a trail of heat on your ribs.

"What are you doing?" you asked meekly, completely confused by the fluttering feeling in your stomach. You looked cute in the pictures.... In fact, like a... Couple.

"That's not enough," he mused aloud, holding up his phone again to snap a selfie. Then he looked into your eyes so intensely it made your throat choke. He smelled so impossibly good that you almost buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"If we're going to get back at him, we are going to do it right, yea?"

His body was so warm and close and his lips just centimeters away from yours. Suddenly it was like there was no one but you on the bus. Perplexed, you looked up at him and his smile before he pulled your chin closer with his fingers, bridging the last distance, made your heart explode. It took you an eternity to realize his lips were on yours. He kissed you gently, carefully, but so lovingly that your entire body began to tingle. His lips were soft, tasting like chocolate. No better than chocolate. Before you could return the kiss, it was already over. Completely surprised, you could only stare. As if nothing had happened and it was the most normal thing in the world to kiss your sister's best friend, he scrolled through the pictures he had taken during the kiss and showed them to you.

"The picture is a bit blurry we should do it again..." he said with a teasing grin and finally you found your voice again. His eyes were glued to your lips and you gasped as he ran his thumb over your chin and you felt his breath bounce against your lips again, as he leaned forward again.

"Ji!" it escaped you and you pushed him back a little your hand against his chest to get some distance between you. You desperately needed your mind back and with him so close to you, that was impossible. So all you could think about was kissing him again. He made a funny face and dropped back into the seat, chuckling as he typed a message. Then he handed you the phone again and waited for your reaction when you saw the picture and read the message he sent in addition. The pic was hot... He seemed to be all over you, touching you greedy and heated. When you read the message und smiled softly.

„Sorry bro she's already busy. Should have treated her better...“

It was perfect. Thus the ass would realize that you didn't need him and didn't care about him at all. That you weren't a toy he could exploit for his pleasure whenever he wanted. Besides, Jisung also looked insanely hot in the picture holding you, his hair a mess and the tank top showing a bit of his trained figure.

"Thanks..." you said then, unable to suppress a grin of satisfaction. He smiled too and nudged you with his shoulder against yours.

"You're welcome. You shouldn't be hanging out with guys like that. They don't deserve you..." he said and took out his chips bag again, from which you took a whole handful and shoved it into your mouth. Suddenly everything didn't matter and your bad mood fizzled out. All thanks to Jisung.

"But with you or what?" you asked chewing and he watched you with raised eyebrows.

"Well, sure. I'm great! I can sing, play guitar, rap, and I'm gold at League of Legends. What more could you ask for?"

This time, you actually laughed. It was an honest, chuckling laugh, and Jisung beamed even more when he finally heard it again. Then you took the other earpiece of your headphones and silently held it out to him. His leg brushed yours and he pressed it firmly against yours as he took the earpiecee smiling and put it in his ear. You played some songs that he liked and so you ate snacks together, nodded to the music and he even put in a mini dance routine in between where you choked on a crumb from laughing so much, so he patted you on the back for minutes until the old couple even gave you a bottle of water. He told you about the bachelor party that was planned for the groom, his best friend, and you told him the plans for his sister's. Because your best friend was going to marry Jisung's best friend, he was the best man.

"Probably everyone expects us to sleep with each other..."

"What?" you asked a little too loudly.

Jisung just shrugged his shoulders.

"Isn't that a cliché? That groomsmen and bridesmaids sneak away to fuck at a wedding?"

"Even if that's the case... Then why would I... sleep with you?"

His smile was adorable and you were already staring at his lips again.

"Well... The other groomsmen are the groom's 50 year old uncle and his brother who is gay and married."

"Maybe I'm into older men," you said, putting on a serious face as you licked the remaining crumbs from your fingers and looking at him.

For a moment all color drained from his face, until you snorted and he understood that you had made a joke.

"Admit it already, you actually find me irresistible," he said and nudged you in the side with his elbow.

"In your dreams!" you said, and he pouted, playfully offended.

Amused, you looked at him and had to quickly avert your gaze, afraid he might read your traitorous thoughts in your eyes. He finally persuaded you to read along in your book, and he commented on every scene like a sports presenter, meanwhile trying again and again to figure out, confused, how everything described was even possible.

"In which position does all this happen? That's not possible!" he said, and you laughed so much that your stomach started to hurt.

It wasn't long before you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder and when he noticed that, he smiled warmly, took your headphones and cell phone from you to put them aside. Then he put his jacket around you so you wouldn't get cold and your dress wouldn't somehow ride up in your sleep. Unconsciously you snuggled up to him, as he leaned forward to put his jacket around your waist. Astonished, he froze for a moment, looking at you as you dozed off peacefully with your cheek against his chest, enjoying your touch and warmth. When he watched you like this, your body nestled close to his, he noticed how beautiful you were and how much he had enjoyed the last few hours. You're body just felt perfect against his und he had to force everything in him not to touch you. He had laughed more than in the last few months and right now he wanted to kiss you and hold you forever, but he didn't dare. Actually he had never dared to do that before today.

But he could look at you a little longer, enjoy your presence, until everything returned to normal. He didn't know how long he had been watching you and daydreaming, but when your eyelids fluttered and you seemed to slowly wake up, he panicked. He quickly closed his eyes, pretending he had been asleep the whole time.

Sighing, you rubbed your eyes and only when you yawned did you pause. With your heart pounding, you slowly glanced up to see how close you were nestled against Jisung. Fortunately, he was also asleep and didn't seem to notice. Carefully, your face burning with shame, you straightened up a bit. There you felt his arm around your body as it lay limp at your thigh. You tried to calm your breath. How had it come about that you had kissed Jisung and now you were sleeping cuddled together like a couple. As carefully as you could, you released your cheek from his chest, brushed a strand of hair from your face, and noticed the jacket on your legs. It was heavy, smelled pleasantly of him, and you had not put it there. Thoughtfully, you looked again at Jisung, who was sleeping peacefully. Then a thought occurred to you. It was brainless, naive and stupid, and yet everything in you wanted to cuddle up to him again.

After all, he had tucked you in and not woken you up to push you away from him. If you just lay back down, he would dismiss it as an accident, which it originally was. So you moved in slow motion so as not to wake him, as you nestled back into his arm, leaning your head against his chest and wrapping an arm around his stomach. He didn't wake up. Relieved, you relaxed and enjoyed his warmth. It was strange and completely surreal. Then why did you like it so much?

You listened to his heartbeat and breathing, and after a while you realized, confused, that it was faster than usual for a sleeping person. You looked up at him questioningly and when the corners of his mouth lifted, your heart stopped. With his hand wrapped around your body, he suddenly pulled you closer, ran his thumb over your hipbone, and smiled mischievously without opening his eyes. You almost choked on yourself. You felt caught, but he had also only pretended to be asleep. You decided you would have plenty of time to deal with it after, so you snuggled closer to him, closed your eyes, and couldn't help but grin.

When the bus finally reached its destination it was already afternoon, you startled up from your stupor and felt warm and cozy. You rubbed your eyes and broke away from Jisung with a furtive glance at him, who was yawning. The hotels lined the street and to the right and left was a green park with large trees leading towards the entrances of the hotels.

"We're here...", you mumbled and were almost even a little disappointed that the ride was actually over now and with it what had happened between you and Jisung. Whatever that was. You packed up your things and got off the bus. As you did so, you didn't dare look in his direction. The strange feeling in your stomach wouldn't go away and you just didn't understand what was going on with you.

When your suitcases were cleared out, Jisung got his backpack first.

"Do you want me to take your suitcase?" he asked as you heaved it onto the sidewalk.

"Don't you touch it!" you panicked, both of you laughing at the same time as your eyes met. Then you made your way through the park.

"Why did you only bring a backpack?" you finally asked to break the strange silence. The air was heated, smelled like flowers and warm asphalt. Your hotel and that of the bride and other bridesmaids were already looming in front of you at the end of the park. Jisung's was across the street so the bride and groom couldn't meet before the wedding.

"I don't need that much. Clothes I have on, food is there and I have my laptop with me," he said, smiling broadly at you.

"That's insane," you smirked and the closer you got to the hotel, the more restless you became.

"No practically," he replied and as you came to a stop in front of the hotel entrance, you looked at each other silently. Neither of you knew what to say. It was strange but not awkward. Everyone would go to their hotel and then everything was forgotten. Everything you felt, all the chaos and heart palpitations. He ran his fingers through his hair and stepped from one leg to the other.

"Well then see you at the wedding!"

You nodded quickly and your fingers tightened around the handle of your suitcase.

"See you then..." you mumbled. It felt wrong, unfinished and incomplete just to leave. Like you were missing something you'd never realized before. Like you ended the movie right beforehand the big finale. Still, you turned around after looking at his twinkling eyes one last time and he too started walking in the opposite direction. The tension in your chest made you barely breathe. You put one foot in front of the other, smoothed out your dress and tried to convince yourself that you had imagined everything. But that's when you heard behind you:

"Y/N?"

Questioning, you turned around and saw him drop his backpack on the floor and run towards you. You were about to ask if he had forgotten something when he reached you, cupped your face with both hands and almost swept you off your feet as he pressed his lips firmly to yours. Surprised, you staggered, but he held you tight and this time something exploded in your head, but you were too shocked to return the kiss. Instead, you had a thousand question marks in your head. Was this the right thing to do? And if not, why did it feel so incredibly good? Before you could find an answer to the thousand questions, he broke away from you and looked questioningly into your eyes. You could see how nervous he was and he waited excitedly for your reaction.

"I would have regretted it if I hadn't done that. I'm sorry," he murmured, looking at your face in his hands as if trying to memorize every detail one last time. You still tasted him on your lips and gradually you began to understand. Just as he was about to pull away, you grabbed his chest with both hands and clawed your fingers into his shirt. Roughly, you pulled him to you before you could change your mind and listened to your heart for the first time. You kissed him so passionately that both of your breaths stopped, but he didn't hesitate for a second to pull you to him, his hands firmly on your hips. The kiss was full of passion and the built up tension discharged into electrified energy between you. Your hands found their way into his hair, pulling lightly until he hummed softly and your lips met again and again until you felt dizzy. As he pulled you closer to his body, until barely a piece of paper could fit between you and you almost lost your footing, the kiss became more sensual, slower. He let his tongue slide over your lower lip until you opened your mouth a little more and your tongues met. It was a heady feeling and you couldn't believe how long you had been blind for your own feelings. That what you wanted all along, someone attentive, loving and kind, was all the time right in front of you.

When you finally broke away from each other breathing heavily, tightly embraced under the canopy of a large oak tree, your eyes just bubbled over with energy. You both began to grin and giggle. You couldn't believe what was happening to you.

"What are we going to do now?" you asked, smiling and pressing your forehead to his. His hands stroked your back, leaving a comforting tingle and your body melted into his as you clasped your hands in his neck.

"I have no idea... Just want to do this forever."

Again you laughed in disbelief and you shook your head barely noticeably.

"You really are unbelievable, Han Jisung," you murmured, and he tilted his head slightly and winked at you.

"Told you."

Directly you rolled your eyes, but couldn't resist pressing another kiss to his lips. For a moment he broke away from your lips to say:

"Let me take your suitcase to your room... I'll be careful this time, I promise."

You snorted softly and stroked your hands over his chest. You felt more comfortable than you had in ages. He looked at you as if you had hung the sun and moon in the sky yourself, and he made you feel like you were beaming with pure joy from the inside out. Wordlessly, you pressed your suitcase into his hand and whispered, your lips just a finger's width from his:

"Just for once."

Spellbound, he waited to feel your lips again, to taste you and never let go, but you took a few steps back and smiled cheekily over your shoulder as you ran up the stairs to the entrance. Somewhat clumsily, he collected his backpack and followed you into the lobby with your suitcase and the widest grin you had ever seen.