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(more than) friendly rivalry
lasallian!yunjin x atenean!reader
yunjin as your lasallian girlfriend who doesn’t know who to cheer for when you’re playing for your own university versus her own
word count: 2.2k
another year another UAAP, an exciting event for everyone with the highlight of the entire event finally taking place, the finals. DLSU versus ADMU; some would say it’s the fight of elitists with both universities are known to house politicians, businessmen, and other familiar faces. long time rivals - both civilized and good sports to the event.
yunjin had tried her best to get the seat closest to the match itself without possibly getting hit in the face by a volleyball. luckily, with her connections, she managed to find a seat in between DLSU and ADMU. her lingering eyes wonder as she looks for her friends, not without taking a quick glance at the arena and looking for a certain middle blocker.
the sounds of cheer as yunjin watched her university’s women’s volleyball team - the lady spikers - run out to the main court; it was no surprise to have everyone on the left side screaming on top of their lungs. some of the players smiled and waved back to their adoring fans, yet the middle blocker is nowhere in sight.
“YUNJIN! UY!” her eyes landed on her small feisty friend - hanni, who was waving her hands to get her attention.
“girl, you didn’t have to scream at me.” settling down on her seat, that is closer to the opposing team, hanni could only flip her off. fixing her outfit and looking at their university’s volleyball team.
“i know but don’t be so obvious naman that you’re looking for your bebe.”
“oo nga, quick reminder yunjin, she’s still in our rival school.” somi is quick to remind the girl who is wearing their school’s name on her windbreaker that despite it being all for fun and title of champions for the event- Ateneo De Manila is still their rival school.
“you’re quick to judge when your ex is literally in the roaring tigers, somi. but they’re right, yunjin.” giselle adjusted herself to look at yunjin, a small smile on her face as some members of the opposing team started walking out.
“uy, don’t forget, you’re fighting with everyone for her attention.” the screams from the right side only became louder as yunjin looked at the person waving. the number 8 printed on the back of her shirt, with her surname printed on top, hair tied in a high ponytail, even signing volleyballs for the kids seated in front. middle blocker of the lady eagles.
yunjin eyes never left the middle blocker of the opposing team, there was something about you that has her on a chokehold. she’s watched all of your games whether it was in the comfort of her room as she takes a brain break from writing scripts and listening to sound boards to physically watching your games at the arena.
she wanted to scream your name, and it didn’t help that she was merely a few feet away.
being the co-captain and middle blocker of the lady eagles, you were automatically in the starting line up. a huge smile on your face as you remove your shirt, finally showing the royal blue jersey underneath, the screams of the Atenean louder than before as your eyes look for a certain Lasallian in the crowd. yunjin’s gaze never left you as you continued looking for her.
“fuck, why is your bebe so attractive, yun.” the entire group now looking at you, hanni was about to stand up again and wave at your direction only for somi to pull her back down.
“itong si hanni, we said lowkey not let the entire arena and everyone watching catch your attention.” yunjin could only laugh, watching hanni and pout and express how she wanted the courtside report of Ateneo to look at her.
there you stood in all your glory, finally catching a glimpse of yunjin sitting by the front row middle seat. a smile on your face as she waves at you, a part of you wants to run and kiss her before the game but the other half is to let her have her peace and enjoy the game.
“hey, y/n. one last pep talk sabi ni coach.” a small wave and there you go running to your teammates who looked at you with teasing smiles and playfully pushing you.
once the game started, yunjin couldn’t focus on her own university when you’ve been serving aces back to back switching from a jump float serve to a topspin serve. anyone could see the fire in your eyes as you target the setter, not even a full rotation in and you’re racking up points. the conflict of whether she’d cheer for you or her own university is slowly getting to her.
“another service ace from ateneo’s very own shin y/n. grabe simula palang pero todo hataw tong si shin.” no one assumed you’d be such a strong suit in your team, and already making your team have a 3 point lead simply from service aces.
“AND…! RECEIVED BY DLSU’S LIBERO, HERE TO END ATENEO’S STREAK!” the crowd screams, and finally yunjin sees you running towards the net ready to block, the rally continues as you successfully block the attack.
slowly people are standing up, no one is letting the ball drop as this makes or breaks the momentum for both sides. yunjin watches you back up as the setter sends the ball towards your direction. only for the ace to score, letting ateneo take the point.
she sees the bright smile on your face, the camera pointed directly at you as the entire arena watches in awe as the captains of the team share a hug and a high five. the crowd filled with different shades of blue cheered, the band playing louder along with the many cheers for Ateneo’s Lady Eagles.
“GO ATENEO! ONE BIG FIGHT!” the crowd cheered and yunjin felt the urge to scream with them, maybe not yet but her girlfriend is a few feet away, taking quick glances at her before serving the ball again. the sounds of cheer as DLSU got its first match of the game.
“WOOOH! ANIMO LA SALLE!” the group cheered, now feeling the hype of the game and how fierce it would be. the fire in your eyes is now brighter as DLSU serves, while your girlfriend is in her seat wearing her school’s merch - wishing it would be your school merch she’s wearing.
set 4, the lady eagles are in the lead taking 2 sets while the lady spikers have 1. giselle feels agitated as you were about to serve again, now on the left side of the court. somi and hanni are holding hands hoping that your serve would go out while yunjin simply took her phone out to take a picture of her girlfriend moments before you finally serve.
“SERVICE ACE ULIT KAY SHIN! GRABE ANG NGITI NI COACH HWANG! ANG MOMENTUM NASA LADY EAGLES!” the girls groan, they love you but it was all for the sake of the name of their school as champions.
“GO Y/N!! MY SEXY SEXY LOVE! WOOOH ONE BIG FIGHT!” the three looked at their friend who is now full on cheering for the opposing team, a few side eyes from the people on their left and laughter from the right.
“yunjin, why not tell your girlfriend TO STOP SENDING SERVES THAT CANNOT BE HIT!” hanni shook the girl who is now smiling as she took a quick glance at the middle blocker of the lady eagles who was giggling at the cheer.
“ayaw ko, that’s my sexy love playing.”
hanni could only smack yunjin with a balloon with De La Salle University written on it. “mapagkakamalan ka delulu, yun.”
the girls sit in anticipation, watching you get ready to serve again after settling a bit down from hearing yunjin cheering you on using the iconic cheer from she’s dating the gangster.
“si Shin kinikilig! JOWA REVEAL?” one of your friends screams, a familiar voice to yunjin as she takes a quick glance at the group on the other side of the court waving a picture of their friend high. your teammates looking at you as they process what jay had mentioned. that was on you for deciding to keep the relationship on the low as to not make yunjin feel uncomfortable under the spotlight and be known simply as your girlfriend. yet, here she is screaming on top of her lungs to show her support for you while wearing her school’s name.
yunjin has been your biggest supporter, you’re well aware of how much she loves and adores you from back then in senior high school. before anything else, you were a Lasallian once but Ateneo seemed like the perfect place for you to pursue your undergraduate degree. you have no one to thank for the amazing support rather than from your own girlfriend - even if it means beating her university.
the arena became quiet, hearing the whistle and watching you perfect your serve. everything felt slow as your serve made it pass the court, some would say that was the strongest serve of the game but it was outside. cheers from the left side, giselle and somi standing up and jumping finally your streak coming to an end.
“ANIMO LA SALLE! LET’S GO!” yunjin screams as the crowd goes wild, making DLSU at set point ready to win the entire set.
“ghurl, nasaan loyalty mo?” giselle could only judge her friend is keeps on switching sides whenever DLSU would score a point or when you would score a point.
“THAT’S WHERE MY LOYALTY LIES!” yunjin pointed at you as you apologized to your teammates.
to everyone on their side, they would question whether she was truly from LaSalle or from Ateneo wearing a DLSU merch.
“damn, calm down. she’s looking at you.” yunjin never turned her head so fast that she almost got whiplashed but there you were in position, smiling at her and signalling her to calm down.
“if ateneo gets this point, we won’t get a chance to see this game end.” hanni pulled both somi and giselle down in order to watch the game properly and see the game. seeing it was their setter getting ready to serve, one that you’re familiar with.
it didn’t take long for you and karina to act upon your moves. not only is she a setter but can also switch from an outside hitter, and the same goes to you as the middle blocker who can switch positions at any given moment. it felt like a move from an anime, watching you set the ball onto karina who had perfectly targeted an open area that cannot be reached in time. a point to Ateneo!
the match extends, with both teams at 24 and with wonyoung serving, it would be easy to rack up those remaining two points to win the title of champion.
yunjin could only watch in awe. her girlfriend never looked so fierce and ready to attack, watching the rally after wonyoung’s serve. she’s reminded of how much the middle blocker is the hidden weapon of their university. the last two points were achieved by your very own outside hitter and fully blocking the offense of DLSU.
“AND ATENEO TAKES THE WIN! LET’S GET A REPLAY.” yunjin screams as the lady eagles gathered around and start jumping from their win. yunjin screaming made everyone on their side look at her as if she was crazy but seeing you running towards their side with the biggest smile.
“I- I DID THAT?!”
“YOU DID THAT!”
yunjin did the unthinkable and kissed you while the camera was panned on you two. the whole arena and everyone watching at home seeing the interaction as you kiss her back with so much passion. coach hwang had nothing to say as you deserved it, letting you celebrate in your own way before you head out later with the team to celebrate.
“yunnie, wait. we’re on national tv.” it was too late for yunjin to realize what she had done.
“HUH? WAIT… OH MY GOSH- I’M SO-” but it didn’t stop you from kissing her again.
“ang lalandi.” giselle complained yet still took pictures of the interaction as karina pulled you aside, not without waving at yunjin and her friends.
“come on, we gotta do the post game interview before we close the entire event. from the looks of it you’ll get MVP and best middle blocker. or an interview about your lasallian girlfriend.”
“shut up, rina.”
post game interviews mostly focused on your play and thoughts during the game, of course ateneo’s own courtside reporter wouldn’t miss the chance to ask regarding yunjin, taking note of her being from DLSU.
“so, do you perhaps have anything to share with your adoring fans who watched you being kissed by a student of the opposing team?” you could only laugh at the comment, yunjin rarely does anything drastic and considering how the spotlight is on you - with multiple videos circulating on social media already.
“well, as my friend shouted kanina na jowa reveal, that would be my girlfriend of 3 years. i’m long taken and out of the market from our long time rivals.”
in the background of your interview, yunjin smiles proudly as you announce to the whole country how in love you are with her. even getting a few teases from your teammates as they gather around you; you could only thank yunjin.
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muse? pt. 1
pairing: kang haerin x fem newjeans!reader
summary: getting a new member way long after debut and a comeback isn't really the best idea to haerin
genre: enemies (?), angst and fluff
warnings: a bit frustrating and A LOT of jealousy
a/n: once again, thank you for the love on kites! feel free to request :)
Haerin could only stare blankly at her manager upon getting informed about a new member getting added to the lineup.
"But we're working on the new comeback right now." Minji confusedly states, wondering why ADOR would last-minute make a rash decision.
The older woman nods, understanding and knowing the members would react this way. “I understand that. We all do."
"Not only are we being put into this situation but she is too." The unofficial leader voices out her concerns. "We've already shot everything."
Hanni nods in agreement, along with Danielle letting out a hum.
"I'm sorry girls." Their manager sincerely says. "But she's coming tomorrow and there's nothing we can do about it."
Minji could only nod in defeat.
"Once she arrives, we'll be in more talks of what's going to happen to this comeback."
What?
Does this possibly mean that the comeback could get delayed? Or worst; cancelled at the last minute? All because of a new member that all of them just NOW got told about?
NewJeans isn't NCT.
So why does this team has to suffer because of a new addition? Haerin cannot process it at all.
"Do you guys think she's pretty?" Hanni asks once their manager left their dorm.
Hyein smiles brightly at the thought of their new member being a very pretty girl. "Hehe~"
The oldest member shakes her head in disappointment, smacking Hanni's arm for having an influence on Hyein.
"Everything okay, Rin?" Danielle tugs on the arm of the feline-like female.
Haerin could only let out a fazed nod. "Yeah. Just need to get used to this."
"Promise me that you are all going to behave." Minji sternly states, precisely looking at both Hanni and Hyein.
The Vietnamese's mouth drops, offended by how the elder perceived her as. "BRO? WHAT?"
The new member hasn't arrived yet and Haerin is over it.
Here they are, all five of them sitting in the living room while huddling over a table to sort out for new roommates. Minji says it's only fair that way, whatever that means.
Haerin wants to protest with the oldest's idea. She liked being roommates with Hanni. Why should she have to change roommates because of a random stranger?
"I want to dorm with the new member!" Hanni raises her hand immediately, earning a gasp from both Danielle and Hyein.
Minji clicks her tongue, crossing out Hanni's name off the paper. "Definitely not Hanni."
"Why not?" The bang-haired disputes, pouting.
"Because you'll end up flirting with her and making her uncomfortable."
Haerin doesn't get it.
How are all the members calm about this? Were they not afraid of their careers?
"More like you're keeping her for yourself!" Hanni argues.
The leader glares at the girl who just said that. "Bro?"
"I think I'm going to dorm Hyein and Hanni together." Minji mutters to herself while writing down on the scratch piece of paper.
The youngest lets out a cry for help. "Why with her?"
"Excuse me? Like I want to dorm with you too!" Hanni crosses her arm, starting to throw a tantrum.
Minji sighs, rolling her eyes at their antics. "Haerin, I'll have you and the new member dorm together, alright?"
"I get to dorm with you?" Danielle squeals excitedly, attacking Minji with a hug.
Great.
Not only does Haerin have to suffer the idea of NewJeans suddenly becoming a 6-member group but now she has to dorm with a complete stranger.
All five girls hang around in the living room, waiting for their manager and new member to arrive. Any one of them has their ears perked up, listening closely for a knock to echo any second now.
"I'm a little nervous." Danielle speaks, linking her arms with Hanni.
Haerin could only scoff in her mind. She presumes that everyone is making a big deal about all of this.
"I am too, don't worry." Minji relieves a sigh, knowing that it wasn't only her who felt like this as well.
Great; the moment Haerin was dreading since last night.
"She's here!" Hanni excitedly breaks free from the other Aussie member, running to the door.
The others run to where Hanni stand as well, with Haerin slowly trailing behind the rest. Everyone breathes in and out to calm themselves down, shushing one another in order to not scare the new addition to the team.
"Ok, I'm opening it." Hanni warns the members, slowly turning the doorknob.
Words cannot fathom in anyone's brains at the sight of you.
"Girls, this is Lee Y/N. She was transferred here from SM two days ago, specifically at Min Hee Jin's request. I hope you all welcome her with open arms and get along well." The older woman smiles, patting the shoulders of yours for reassurance before handing you off to your new team.
Right before you could object, your new manager has already run off to some other task.
Hanni nods brightly at the manager's words, with Danielle suddenly tackling you into a tight squeeze with her arms around your waist.
"Wow~ You're really pretty." Hyein giggles, not being able to look at you in the eyes.
You have got to be kidding me. Haerin rolls her eyes at how everyone is oggling at you with no shame. She could never be like them. EVER!
"You're squeezing her." Minji softly points out, rushing to your side to help grab all your luggage and suitcase before closing the door behind Danielle and you.
The Australian member gasps softly, letting go of you and muttering a bunch of "I'm sorry"s.
"You're all good." You smile in response, having everyone in the room swoon before turning to the taller who helped grab your luggage. "Thank you, by the way."
Minji's eyes widen, feeling her ears get red as she turns away. "Don't mention it."
"This has to be a joke." Haerin mumbles under her breath, mentally facepalming herself from the members' reaction.
"Y/N, this is Haerin." Hanni pushes the cat eyed female towards you. "She's your roommate!"
You bow, smiling at the female in front of you. "Nice to meet you, Haerin."
"You too." Haerin barely acknowledges you before walking off to her room.
Did you perhaps do anything wrong? Was it because you didn't greet her first?
Danielle gasps upon seeing your slight reaction, wondering what's wrong with her best friend. Maybe Haerin is having one of those days, it'll be okay, right?
"Don't mind her." Minji smiles reassuringly. "Haerin kind of keeps to herself but I'm positive that the both of you will get along."
The other four girls nod simultaneously with their "unofficial" leader's words.
"Don't stress about it too much!" Hanni gives you a warm smile. "Besides, Haerin likes pretty girls."
Huh?
"Hanni, don't scare off our new member." Minji rolls her eyes at the Vietnamese's antics, turning to you. "Let me show you where you'll be sleeping, Y/N."
With a small nod, you smile at the members before bowing to them and following Minji.
"She's so cute!" Hanni elbow bumps Danielle.
The other Australian nods along, squealing excitedly.
"She already seems cool." The youngest admires the idea of you leaving your old company to do something others wouldn't do.
pt. 2 coming soon :D
she so sugar-mommy-who-brings-you-with-her-throughout-her-trips-all-over-the-world-and-keeps-you-under-her-desk-to-suck-on-her-fat-cock-during-office-hours-and-spoils-you-never-forgetting-to-give-you-your-fave-flowers-and-during-movie-nights-you-watch-some-cheesy-romcom-while-you-cockwarm-her coded😫😫😫😫one chance wonyoung please😭😫😫😫🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
Hii would you be open to more Karina x reader fics? Im on that Karina drought and feel like I’ve read every single wlw fic out there
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Of courseeee😚
YU JIMIN (KARINA) x FEM!READER
Prompt: Your boss went on a 2 month long business trip and he trusts you with taking care of his wife while he’s gone
Warnings/Notes: G!P reader, cheating, mommy kink, oral, age gap (reader is younger), masturbation
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Growing up, you always had an interest in gardening thanks to your grandma and it grew stronger the moment you read more books and watched plenty of documentaries. Not only did you decide to take Horticulture as a degree in university but you were lucky enough to get a part time job as a gardener for a rich business couple.
Hwang Hyunjin was a kind and hard working man, always greeting you warmly to his mansion, buying you the necessary gardening equipment needed, and even holding nice conversations when he wasn’t too busy.
His wife, Karina, was just as kind. She’d pack Mr Hwang a good lunch for work while also making him a nice breakfast every morning to give the energy needed for the day.
You were currently removing weeds from Mr Hwang’s garden, trying not to let the hot sun slow you down from the many other tasks needed to be done. You turned your head and saw your boss walking out the mansion with a few other men tailing behind while holding luggage bags.
“Off to another business trip Mr Hwang?” You asked with a smile, Hyunjin happily smiling back.
“That’s right, Y/n. Unfortunately for two months this time. I trust you’ll take care of this garden while I’m away”
“I won’t let you down, sir” You saluted.
“You’re more than welcome to stay over and use our guest room. I can hire someone to drop you to your lectures if you’d like”
“That’s so sweet of you, Mr Hwang. I’d appreciate that a lot”
Hyunjin nodded before putting his sunglasses on. “Take care of my wife too please”
“I’ll do my best” You bowed and watched him leave in his limo before continuing your work on the garden.
Karina sighed with relief when she saw her husband leave, finally getting the alone time she needed. Her eyes suddenly landed on your well built body dressed in a black shirt and jeans.
She remembered how strong the butterflies were when you first stepped into the mansion, Hyunjin introducing you as the new gardener since both were too busy to take care of their flowers and plants. Your bright smile, outgoing personality, and passion for plants had just made you so attractive to the older woman.
At first she felt guilty.
Guilty for feeling such attraction to someone younger when she was already happily married. Yeah, happily married until she found out her husband was going on these business trips as an excuse to sleep with one of his co workers. She saw it all when she saw message notifications from the mistress, and the secret lunch dates they had which Giselle took photos of and sent it to Karina.
An idea popped into her head. If Hyunjin was out here carelessly slipping his dick into other bitches, who was he to stop Karina from playing the same type of game? She smirked to herself before walking out the mansion to where you were still working.
She was wearing a short silk robe, her hair nicely curled and just light makeup on her face. “Good morning Y/n”
You stood up from your squatting position and bowed at the older woman. “Good morning Mrs Hwang! Lovely weather today, isn’t it?”
Karina wanted to gag from the name but your smile was making her mood better. “It definitely is. Listen, I want to thank you so much for taking care of our garden, we really appreciate it”
“It’s no worries at all, Mrs Hwang. Just doing what I love”
“How about spending the rest of the day getting to know each other? I believe you deserve a good break”
“Oh that sounds lovely but there’s so much tasks to do” You politely declined but Karina wasn’t going to back down.
“It’s okay, trust me. As your boss’ wife, I want you to take the day off from gardening. It’s my way of thanking you”
Of course, you couldn’t disobey orders from your boss’ wife. “If you insist, Mrs Hwang”
“Please, call me Karina, darling” She winked, letting you follow her inside the mansion.
“I don’t think you wanna be spending the day in those dirty clothes, dear. Go upstairs and take a shower, you can borrow Hyunjin’s clothes. I’m sure he won’t mind”
Nodding, Karina led you to the huge bathroom and you took a nice hot shower before grabbing a few clothes from your boss’ closet. You returned downstairs after blow drying your hair and Karina felt herself grow wetter at the sight of you in a white shirt and grey sweatpants. She could even see the print of your dick, making her wonder just how big you were without all the clothing.
“Comfy?”
“Yes I am, thank you Mrs Hwa- I mean Karina!” Your face went red at the small mistake that got Karina chuckling.
She stood up and grabbed you by the collar before pushing you down on the couch, straddling your lap. “I’m gonna cut to the chase, Y/n. I know my husband is cheating on me with some other whore and I know my time is worth better than to cry about it”
“Mr Hwang is-wait what?”
“You’re cute, Y/n. Hot even. Everything about you just makes me want you so bad” Karina whispered in your ear.
“Y-You want me?” The tips of your ears went red.
“Please tell me you want me too, baby. Make me feel all better. Can you do that?” She started to move her hips against your crotch, smiling at the feeling of your hard cock.
Everything felt so wrong but Karina’s clothed pussy drenching your stiffening dick felt so good. Your hands were resting on her hips and you wanted nothing else other than destroying her on the couch. There was no denying that you do think about her when you’re in your bedroom, jerking off the entire night until your hand got sore.
“I-I wanna push you away b-but…at the same time I don’t” You said breathlessly.
Karina started to whimper. “Don’t. Please, I know you’ll fill me up better than my stupid cheating husband”
Right. Hyunjin was cheating on this fine ass woman that was currently begging for your cock. It was a fair game after all.
That thought was enough to make you give in. You pushed your lips against the older’s, having a rough tongue battle while bucking your hips. Karina pulled her lips away just to throw her head back, the movement caused her silk robe to slip off her shoulders and her huge breast were in display.
“Come on cutie, I know you want to suck them. You deserve it” She smiled down at you.
You licked your lips before diving right in to her chest, savouring the left breast like it was your last meal and then doing the same to the other. Karina was squealing at your warm tongue, imagining how great it would feel in her cunt instead.
Just before she could give you a praise, you stood up and quickly went to the guest room where you practically threw Karina on the bed. “Didn’t think you had that confidence in you” She chuckled before you went back to devouring her breast.
“Need you to use that tongue on my pussy, baby. I’m getting impatient now” Karina pouted.
You sat up to remove all your clothes as Karina easily removed her robe, both of you left bare in a matter of seconds. The older woman couldn’t help but stare at your cock, mesmerised at the sight of you slowly stroking it. “Holy fuck you’re huge. Must’ve pleased so many women with that” Karina purred while two of her fingers rubbed at her clit.
“And I’m about to please another” You responded with a cocky smile.
Karina spread her legs wide to present more of her glistening sex, still circling her puffy nub and motioning for you to come closer. “Eat my pussy good, baby. Don’t wanna disappoint mommy, do ya?”
The name made your breath hitch but you nodded. “N-No mommy, want to make you feel good”. You crawled over and held her thighs before giving long licks from her entrance to her clit.
Karina threw her head back with a breathless low moan, a hand automatically grabbing onto your long hair. You wasted no time in pushing your long wet muscle inside, already sending the older into pure bliss.
“O-Oh my god, oh my god yes Y/n!”
Humming in satisfaction, you moved your tongue faster, having to force Karina’s legs wider so you could push yourself into deeper.
“Please please don’t stop, baby! You’re making mommy feel so…fucking good!” Karina cried as her hips bucked into your drenched face, wanting impossibly more.
“Yeah just like that~ Gonna cum quickly, baby. You want that? Want mommy to cum all over that fucking good tongue of yours hm?”
Obviously not being able to verbally respond, you shook your head and hummed, keeping your rough pace as Karina’s legs started to shake. With one hand tangled in your hair, the other moved to harshly rub at her neglected clit, multiplying the pleasure by 100.
“Oh god, fuck I’m cumming! Gonna cum on that pretty face!” Karina said with a final scream, her eyes rolling back with pure ecstasy as she released her juices.
You were startled at the sudden blow to the face but you were quick to clean it all up until she was clean. You slowly moved up to face Karina and she couldn’t help but tiredly smile at your drenched mouth, pulling you in to connect your lips once more.
“You made mommy so proud, darling. So so proud” she kept pecking your lips. She felt some movement below her and when she looked down, her leaking cunt started to clench around nothing.
You were shamelessly jerking off while your lips travelled around her neck, leaving bites and hickies that you knew were going to last for weeks. You were groaning and grunting into her ear, Karina’s eyes rolling back as her hands pinched at your nipples, giving them a good squeeze.
“M-Mommy, my cock hurts. Need it inside your pussy please” You panted like a dog in rut, humping into your hand but it wasn’t enough.
“Go on then, baby. Fill me up good” She whispered.
Thanking the heavens, you aligned your tip at her hole and slowly pushed in, giving a gasp at how tight she was. “H-How are you so tight?”
Karina clawed at your forearms, clearly not used to taking something so big up her pussy before. “Y-You’re just too big”
You managed to push yourself all the way in without breaking her and you noticed the discomfort in the older’s face so you placed soft kisses around it. One hand holding underneath her thigh and you used the other to brush her hair out of her face, kissing her tears away. “I’m sorry, does it hurt?”
Karina weakly nodded.
“Sorry mommy. It’ll stop hurting soon, okay?”
Karina’s goal of not falling for you was starting to become more difficult. Sure Hyunjin was sweet in bed, but he couldn’t compare to just how gentle you were right now. She felt so safe and she was willing to throw all her trust in you.
“I’m gonna start moving now. Tell me to stop if it’s too much” You smiled before slowly pulling out and then pushing back in again.
The older woman felt like she was a virgin all over again with the way this was playing out. You were ripping her in half but it felt so good after a few more thrusts. Her nails drew red lines across your back and her legs wrapped around your hips.
“Oh Y/n…”
“Mmm, mommy”
“Please, faster”
Your hips automatically started to jerk faster and you felt your arms starting to ache so you laid your upper body down so your tits were touching Karina’s. Your arms moved from her thighs to her lower back, practically hugging her while you thrusted at a harsh speed, the sound of your skins slapping were echoing off the walls.
“F-Fuck! Yes please just like that, baby!”
You were growling into her ear, mumbling fast sentences on how her cunt felt so good around your cock, wanting her to take it like a slut, saying how she likes your cock better than her cheating husbands.
“Mommy…mommy’s cunt is so good. Gonna shape it to my cock so it’s the only thing you can take. Would you like that mommy?” You panted with a cocky smile.
Karina nodded with tears streaming down her face. “Uh huh. Only want your cock”
“S-So close mommy! C-Can I cum inside you?”
“Yes yes cum inside! Don’t waste a single drop” She cried, playing with her own tits to fasten the pleasure.
“Gonna fucking fill you up so good, mommy” You whined, releasing an aggressive groan into her neck before exploding your gunk of cum inside.
Karina came at the same time, milking the hell out of your still spurting cock. Being so full, her own juices managed to escape and make a dripping line down to your balls.
You relaxed on top of her, enjoying the feeling of her fingers thread through your hair out of comfort despite being completely fucked out. “God, that was amazing” She exhaled with a laugh.
“Sorry, I should’ve used a condom”
“Don’t be sorry. I take the pill anyways”
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” You sat up and pulled out, a little bit of your mixed cum falling out her entrance but she was quick to swipe it up with her finger and suck it.
“At the start it did. Felt like a virgin again”
“I’m glad I made you feel good, Karina. That was probably the best sex I’ve ever had” You smiled before carrying her bridal style. “Let me take care of you”
Karina could only nod while feeling lost in your beautiful eyes. She was sure she had fallen way too hard for you.
But this time, she wasn’t gonna push that feeling away.
ate @jigujellee made my day i keep giggling when i remember it😭😭😭
CAN THEY NOT 😭 user @jigujellee you k word me fr
babe can we get g!p dom!jennie and dubcon? 🤲🏻
a/n: bae im so sorry, i know you said dubcon and i tried to make it out to be that in some parts but i think this is for the most part just noncon😞😞
CW: noncon, kinda dubcon, somnophilia, degrading, breeding, impact play
“what movie do you wanna watch?” jennie asked from beside you on the couch, remote in hand and scrolling through netflix.
“anything’s fine me,” you responded, leaning your head on your best friend's shoulder.
a smile spread on your face simply enjoying the moment, you didn’t have many friends, but you’d trade the world for your friendship with jennie. you two had been friends since middle school when she defended you from a bully. jennie, being the richest and most popular girl in school, had easily stopped the bullying that was directed towards you. you would forever be grateful for her friendship. she was the person you trusted most.
you both settled on watching blue jay, reading the description and finding it interesting. by the end of the movie you and jennie were both sobbing into each other's embrace.
“they should’ve ended up together.“ you sobbed out through tears, a clear frown on your face as you recalled the ending that had just played.
“she should just break up with her husband!” jennie exclaimed, leaning more into you.
“let’s just watch my little pony.” you said, in hopes that my little pony would make you feel better.
“let's watch rainbow rocks! i love that movie you much!” jennie said, already having forgotten about the sadness she felt. the sadness replaced with excitement to watch her favorite movie.
a smile replaced your frown at how excited she seemed at the idea of watching rainbow rocks. you found her adorable like this, you found jennie’s childish side so endearing. when jennie was around you allowed all the walls you had surrounded yourself with to drop. she was truly your best friend, you genuinely wouldn’t know what to do with yourself if you didn’t have her.
if only you had been more wary, maybe then things would’ve been different.
“let's go to bed now, i’m tired.” you whined, burying your head in jennie’s neck. “carry me?” you asked, jutting your bottom lip out in hopes she’d carry you to your bed.
“fine, only ‘cause you’re cute.” jennie said, easily scooping you up and carrying you upstairs bridal style.
when she reached the inside of your room, she threw you onto the bed, causing you to yelp. “what if i got hurt?” you pouted.
in response to this, she just pinched your cheek and said ‘well it’s a good thing you didn’t.’ the pout on your face stayed hearing her words.
jennie jumped on the bed next to you, pulling you closer to her by the waist and burying her face in your neck. “ ‘m tired, les just sleep.” jennie mumbled into your neck.
you giggled, the ticklish feeling of her talking making you tilt your neck to the side her head resided. not suspecting anything, you slowly felt yourself fall asleep in your closest friends embrace. the thought of jennie ever bringing harm to you never even crossed your mind. that’s why when you woke up in the middle of the night to a stinging pain in your lower region you called for jennie. you called out her name, tears stinging your eyes thinking someone had broken into your house and was now forcing himself onto you.
when jennie’s voice called back from above you, your eyes widened. “surprised?” her voice echoed in the mostly silent room. you let out a broken sob, it was jennie. the person you trusted most in this world was forcing herself onto you. you shook your head side to side, refusing to believe this tragic reality.
“no,no,no, it can’t be. my j-jennie’s a g-girl a-and she w-wouldnt.” you brokenly sobbed out.
jennie’s grip on your hips tightened as her hips that were slamming into yours never stopped. an evil grin spread on her face “sorry baby, but it’s me, your jennie.” following her words, she tugged the metal chain of your bedside lamp, lighting up the room. the dim light was enough for you to see that it was jennie and that she was smiling through your torture.
“c’mon baby, i know you want it too. just enjoy, let me take care of you.” jennie said, a hand reaching down to your clit and circling it.
you shook your head side to side. you didn’t want this, you hated her, you hated her for taking your virginity without your permission. but if that was so why were you struggling to hold back your moans. “let me hear those pretty moans.” jennie said, reaching her other hand to your mouth to release your lip from your teeth. you whimpered at this action.
“see, i knew you wanted this as much as i did. you hear that, you’re so fucking wet, baby. you can deny it all you want but your body’s telling me the truth.” jennie said, her finger on your clit never stopping and successfully distracting you from the pain of her splitting you open.
“fuck baby, your squeezing my cock so hard.” she grunted out, delivering a blow to your thigh, her red handprint staining your skin.
you let out a squeak at the impact. her bringing harm to you differing so much from her earlier once again brought tears to your eyes. how could she do this to you, the one person you trusted more than you trusted yourself. “i thought you loved me, i thought you were my friend.” you said, lip wobbling and eyes brimming with tears once again.
“i am your friend y/n, it’s because i’m your friend that i’m doing this. i’m the only one who can treat you well. i’m doing this because i love you, i cant let anyone else fuck you baby. it’s for your own good.” punctuating each sentence with a grunt, her voice dripping with condescension.
hearing her words you could only sob harder. where was your jennie that you would watch my little pony with, the jennie that would cook for you, the jennie that would sing to you? you could only wonder.
“fuck baby, i’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. the moment i saw you, i knew that i had to have you. it was so worth it to wait all those years.” you wondered if she ever actually saw you as a friend, or if it was all just for sex. she only befriended you so that one day she could do this.
“i-i hate you! I hate you, jennie kim!” you exclaimed through tears, thrashing around trying to push her off you. you knew it was no use, she carried you around regularly. you knew she was much stronger than you. you stopped your thrashing when you felt her hand come down on your face. the sound echoed throughout the room, her thrusting stopping as she grabbed your neck.
she squeezed, blocking your airways. you clawed at her hand around your neck trying to get her to let go. her thrusting started up again, this time harder and faster while choking you. “wanna fucking act up, dumb fucking whore? you really think you can escape? you think you can push me off? dumb fucking bitch.”
“i-i’ll tell the cops. i’ll t-tell them that you raped me.” you said, her hand still at your neck and squeezing harder with every word that left your mouth.
“and you think they’ll believe a slut like you? what’re you gonna tell them, the millionaire jennie kim raped you with her big dick? they’ll call you delusional and crazy, no one would believe you over me. you think they’d even believe i have a dick? i’ll drive you to the police station myself after this. i dare you to.” a sense of helplessness washed over you at jennie's words. she was right, she was so influential that many people probably lied about her daily. and to say she had a cock? who would believe you?
you didn’t have anyone other than her, your parents never wanted you. and with jennie, you never thought of the need for other friends. you had no one and she had everyone and everything. you were a nobody and she was somebody. you couldn’t do anything. you could only accept this horrible reality. you stopped fighting against her and just laid limp on the bed.
“that’s it baby, enjoy it. so many people would kill to be in your place.” jennie’s hand around your neck dropped and she flipped you over, your ass in the air and head in the pillows.
“fuck baby i’m almost there.” she grunted out, slapping your ass as she went faster. her finger circled your clit as she tried to bring you over the edge too. you hated yourself so much for the moans that slipped past your mouth. you hated this, you wanted to hate what she was doing and her. your body wasn’t aligned with your head though, you body’s response of pushing back into her making her think you wanted her more.
“fuck, such a slut for my cock. you say you don’t want me yet here you are pushing back into me and moaning. what a slut.” you bit into the pillow trying your best to stop the whine from leaving your throat. why did your body have to have this response?
“g-gonna fucking breed this slutty hole of yours, fill you up with my babies.” your eyes widened at this, a kid would ruin your life. but then again, could your life get any worse than it was right now?
“p-please jennie, please dont. you know i can't afford an abortion, please jennie, please don't.” you pleaded, you didn't even have insurance. jennie was the only reason you were even able to have a place to stay.
“baby, even if you somehow had the money for it i would never allow you to get an abortion.” you could only cry out your frustrations, you were ruined, your life was over.
“f-fuck here it c-comes!” jennie moaned out her voice increasing in pitch as her warm semen flooded your cunt.
you couldn't help but let yourself unravel as well, the feeling of her warm load in you sending you over the edge along with her. you felt jennies hand caressing your stomach as she smiled into your shoulder. “I can't wait for you to be my cute little pregnant housewife.” your body laid flat on the bed when jennie let go of your hips, your tears soaking the pillow.
this was your life now.
First of all, your blog is amazing.
Second can I request a GP Siyeon X GP Minji X pillow Princess reader.
Subby reader wanting them to take care of her neediness.
Reader is also shy to ask for what she wants especially when she wants them to go faster. So Minji and Siyeon have ask them?
Nectar
pairing ; siyeon x minji x fem!reader
genre ; smut/fluff
tw ; gp!siyeon, gp!minji, unprotected sex, creampie, dom!siyeon, dom!minji, pillow princess!reader, somewhat shy/subby reader, oral (r receiving), threesome (kind of?), soft sex/rough sex
You always loved being in a relationship where both of your partners are dominant. Siyeon was way more than minji was but it of course worked out for you, they were definitely caring.
They knew when it was an even day, or which days worked best within their schedules. Today was an even day but they both were at work, and there was nothing to help you do with the heat between your legs.
Minji decided to text you since she knew today was the day, just checking in. You lied and said you were fine but in reality all you could think about is the girls fucking you dumb.
Minji ended the conversation with i love you, and you did as well. Siyeon texted you as well, checking in. The same process as minji's, god just texting them made you so wet.
You knew it'd be a long day before they're home, so you tried to distract yourself from it. Playing games, to watching tv, doing the laundry, changing all the bed sheet sets. Just everything that came to mind, you even started looking for a new aesthetic of clothing. Nothing worked all you could think of is your two girlfriends dicking you down and god did you just want that.
(...)
The two girls arrived home, around the same time. You were watching tv, not really paying attention since your brain wouldn't even let you think.
"Hey baby" minji said and kissed your forehead before walking down the hallway, to the bathroom you supposed. "Hi honey" siyeon said as well, kissing your cheek before going to the bedroom you guessed. Once again you sat here, needy too scared to voice any of your wants or needs.
Since the girls KNEW it was an even day, they wanted to go by whatever you asked for and well since you never asked for the sex they just assumed that you didn't want to do it anymore.
Therefore it was fine, after minji showered she ordered take out, and walked out of the bathroom in just her boxer shorts. Walking into the living room to ask you something, she saw you were decently dazed out.
"Hey babe?" minji walked closer to you, her eyes were filled with worry. "Are you okay?" she shook you a bit. "O-oh yeah i'm fine" you say, she looks at you. Direct eye contact, "I know what today is and are you sure you don't want to?"
You knew she'd ask all night since even days you'd never miss a beat about mentioning it to them. Sitting there in silence, before officially saying "I uh.. i-" you tried to speak but you couldn't say it. Your head fell down and your face was red.
Minji knew what you wanted but she wanted you to say it, siyeon soon walked into the living room dressed in grey sweats and a white tshirt. God did she look so attractive, the way her bulge rested in the pants too. God did you want them to ruin you, but you just couldn't say it.
(...)
Time passed and the girls were now sitting on the floor while you sat on the couch, minji had a thought and decided to tell siyeon. She agreed to it and began removing her clothes, only leaving herself in her boxers just like minji was. "U-uhm what are you two doing?" you asked, taking your attention away from the movie. "Nothing, don't worry my love" siyeon said, standing up and sitting next to you.
Minji followed the older girl, sitting on the other side of you. Siyeon whispered into your ear, "You know, me and minji would love some dessert" your face went red, knowing what she was referring to. "We would love to lick it all up my love" minji said in your other ear.
By this point you really had no more self respect, you sat back and told the girls you wanted it. They wasted no time in removing your pants and panties. Seeing how soaked you were made their cocks throb. Minji placed one digit onto your clit, and rubbed slow circles. Watching as your body responds to her movements.
Siyeon watched the girl while she removed her boxers, her cock standing tall along her abdomen. You were whimpering minji's name and god did those two love hearing it. Siyeon walked over and leaned down, marking your chest with her hickeys and love bites. Minji sped up a bit, you began moaning louder.
Those two were in complete ecstasy, switching positions. Minji was marking you up, while siyeon began lining herself up with your entrance. She slowly entered, "A-ah~ M-mmph~" you moaned. Minji found your sweet spot and you swore you could've came right there. Siyeon began pumping slowly, her thrusts deep and shallow.
Minji stopped kissing you for a bit, and played with your breast, her other hand going into her boxers to pump her long veiny cock. Seeing you and siyeon fuck was enough to make the girl cum so early, she had barely touched herself. Siyeon was going too slow for your liking and seeing minji cum made you so much more needy.
"F-faster.." you whispered, only minji heard you. Siyeon stopped her movements, wondered if you said the safe word or if you asked for more. Awaiting your reply, she stayed inside of you, not moving. You moved your hips a bit, moaning at the feeling. Then siyeon knew what you wanted. She grabbed your hips, and began fucking you faster.
You were a complete mess under her, the way her cock touched every single part of your cunt made you go crazy. Minji was still marking you, and soon began to give attention to your breasts. Cupping them and massaging them, occasionally licking them a bit. The two girls giving you this much pleasure, you felt so close to your orgasm.
You got louder and that's how they knew, you felt your high so close and then, siyeon pulled out. You whined due to the emptiness and how they were edging you, but minji filled you up so fast and began thrusting. She normally would've let you adjust but tonight they want you to get what you were asking for.
Minji grabbed your waist, holding it for dear life as she destroyed your cunt. Your orgasm was building up again, your walls tightening around her so well, she slid in and out faster and faster. Soon you came, and she came as well. Filling you up into your womb, she stayed inside for a bit before pulling out. Her load leaking out from your cunt, that scene drove siyeon over the edge she came onto your stomach.
(...)
Panting minji laid on the floor, her cock softening. She looked over to you and siyeon and chuckled a bit. "Guess we still ended an even day well" you two laughed along with her
im a sucker for things like this :(((
rain tapestry
rain tapestry - ahn yujin x kim! reader
synopsis: a little lot rain came down while heading to your sister meet and greet, leaving you trapped underneath a tree with a stranger
genre: fluff, reader being a dive for their older sister, yujin being clueless, reader actually being taller than gaeul, short hair runs in the kim family, 04' liner reader
ah crap.
is the first words you thought when the rain started pouring. you were peacefully reading your book on the park bench, spending the hour before the fan sign reading your book with your tote bag tucked up beside you.
you thought at first it wasn't really that bad, and hopefully the seoul weather would allow the small rain to pass over quickly. so you headed over towards a tree, still reading your book.
out of the corner of your eye, you see another run to the tree for shelter from the now-pelting rain. you looked at the stranger, noting how disheveled she looked and how she was holding food in her hand. you both were waiting underneath the tree for the time when the rain would let up, and soon the time for you to leave for the meet and greet was there. it was good that the venue was close to the park where you were seeing the stranger, and you could see the stranger get more and more anxious as time passed. she was still constantly texting on her phone, pacing around, and biting her finger as if she had somewhere to be. deciding against your best interest, you interrupted her thoughts by saying, "hey... uh, do you want to have this umbrella i have in my bag? you seem like you need it more."
she looked up from her phone, looking left and right, before responding , "if you don't mind..." whispering the second half of the sentence. with those words, you took out your umbrella and handed it to her, giving her a nod and a small smile.
"have a nice day, stranger; I hope you can get to wherever you need to with my umbrella," you yelled out in her direction before running off in the direction of the fan signing.
"hey! how am i supposed to return this to you? she yelled out as she quickly realized that you were leaving.
"don't worry about it," you returned with just as much volume, running still while waving your hand in the air.
after getting to the venue 15 minutes early with a soaked jacked, you took off and got your VIP ticket, making a note to thank your sister later. you slicked your hair back, wanting to be slightly more presentable and not have hair in your face.
you were seated near the front, so deciding for convenience's sake for the future, you took out your gaeul plushie and new ive album from your bag. waiting your turn in line number 55, as it was a small signing and greet. soon enough, you ended up near the front of the line, seeing that leeseo was the first one. you had interacted with her before, as gaeul had brought her along with one of yours and her dinner. she was still the little cheeky person you knew her to be, asking if she was your bias. to where you curtly responded no, which caused her to look at you offended jokingly.
next, you headed over to liz, whom you had never met before, and talked with her about cats and how you wished you could adopt one but your mom wouldn't allow it.
soon after, it was wonyoung's turn to talk about how you enjoyed mint chocolate ice cream and how anybody who didn't like the flavor does not taste cough cough gaeul-. she asked who was your bias in the group, wanting to annoy your older sister, who was beside the younger, and of course you had to say leeseo.
then it was your sister's turn. her turning to you, looking so offended that she was not the bias in the group. your response, of course, was to tease her a bit, but still, in the end, she was your bias because she was your sister. you gave her a small knitted thing, stating it wasn't from you but from your mom, who was a huge fan of gaeul. she smiled and asked you to say thank you back to your mom (even though she would call her after this event).
the last was yujin. you had never had any interaction prior to this, so you started describing how you loved their songs and how she was a great leader for them. talking a bit about green tea before being told by the staff to get off the stage and go back to your stage.
for the rest of the signing, you couldn't put a pin in what you had felt with yujin- almost a sense of familiarity, but you couldn't have, right? because you've never met the girl before. you enjoyed the rest of the singing, but just let this thought linger in the back of your mind.
you knew the drill when it came to visiting gaeul after the signing, waiting a bit for the hall to empty out before being approached by staff asking if you were kim y/n. you nodded your head, showing your ID and VIP pass, and asked if you could go visit your sister now. the staff nodded their heads, leading you in the direction of the change room, where you knocked on the door. you were a bit shocked that wonyoung opened it first, but so was she, looking at the girls and asking if anyone knew you, which then led leeseo to leap out of her seat and tackle you. "y/nnie you're so mean. why didn't you tell me you were coming today? the youngest questioned while you tried to stand up with leeseo still attached to you.
"did gaeul not tell you i was coming? you had a questioning expression while looking at your sister, who was about to laugh out loud. "YAH, KIM GAEUL, YOU DIDN'T TELL YOUR MEMBERS I WAS COMING!!! "you yelled out, with your sister slowly helping you up and leeseo still attached to you, dragging you into the room and closing it.
"ok fine.. this is my younger sister kim y/n, she is immature, a mint chocolate lover, and is a 04 liner. y/n this is ive. now wave," gaeul introduced you and made you awkwardly wave at the end too.
"woah, unnie, was your hair this short last time?" said the younger, looking at your short hair, fascinated.
"i think i might've ended up cutting it shorter this time, so... I can't say," you responded while cuddling the girl slightly while letting down your backpack. "oh yea! gaeul, uh, theres food inside there from mom and a message from mom and dad," you blurted out to gaeul after you remembered the reason why you came to the fan sign.
deciding around the 20-minute mark you should end up going ended up detaching yourself from leeseo and decided to quickly introduce yourself to the other members before leaving. then asked if gaeul was still down to have dinner tonight, and she asked if she could invite her members, so you said yes.
you booked a private booth under your name for 7:30 p.m. that night and told gaeul about the reservation and time.
it was nice to stroll through the park again, checking the weather to see if it would rain. thankfully, it wouldn't have happened. you ended up going towards the tree where you had given an umbrella to a stranger and ended up spending so much time there that you ran to dinner.
gaeul texted you that she and the girls were already inside, and you shot her a text back while still sprinting to the restaurant, asking which room they were in. you arrived 5 minutes later, going into the room looking exhausted and plopping yourself beside your sister and yujin, who had an oddly familiar umbrella sticking to the side of her bag.
the dinner was great. the girls started joking with you, and you were also joking with them about random things. we even got to the point of telling embarrassing stories about gaeul, who was now constantly hitting my arm every time i would start telling a story. wonyoung joked about how i must have gotten all the height in my family because i was way taller than gaeul (169 cm). of course, my lovely sister paid for the meal because she knew i would be flat-out broke if i paid for seven people to eat. slowly starting to leave the room as i needed to get home before the last train ran. i got up and hugged each of them before yujin had grabbed my wrist and handed me an umbrella.
"yujin unnie? what is this for? i asked as i was holding the umbrella that was familiar.
"it's your umbrella. iwasthestrangeratthepark-" yujin rambled out the last part of the sentence.
"uh… slow down a bit, yujin unnie; i can't catch what you're saying," you said as you grabbed the older shoulder, trying to reassure her.
"i was the stranger in the park," she stated as she stared into your eyes.
you smiled towards her. "oh, but i knew," you chuckled as you stated. before running off to catch the train back to bupyeong-gu.
a/n: hmmm figuring out what to post... the hardest thing to do. its actually lowkey kinda funny how much unfinished posts i have... anyways RIDE THE W-A-V-E (YO)
this is such a beautiful ending to such a beautiful fic. good lord this a chef's kiss🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 i would frame this in a museum if i could 😭
𝑶𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 - Part 5 (Final)
Winter x Fem!Reader
Word Count: ~9K
Pt 1 , Pt 2 , Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5
Synopsis: Kim Minjeong had heard all about the famous group of fuckboys and fuckgirls around campus. When Y/N Y/L/N, the leader of that group and student council president of the university, approached her with sweet smiles and soft gestures, Minjeong decided she would be the one playing her instead.
Except maybe Y/N took her relationship with Minjeong seriously and was never even a fuckgirl to begin with.
Tags: death, hospital setting, misunderstandings, run and chase, guitarist Minjeong, band!Aespa, doctor!reader
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Y/N expected Minjeong to try even harder after the car ride.
She expected the flowers, food, and gifts to keep coming, and she expected the orange-haired singer to keep appearing in her life.
But no.
A week went by without any sign of life from Minjeong.
Then two weeks.
When a full month went by, Y/N assumed the singer had given up. She had bitten off more than she could chew, and when the reality of the situation finally hit her, she ran away and left the doctor behind once again.
Y/N didn't know whether to be happy or sad, so, as always, she focused on her work.
"Think I scared the carrot off?" Yana asked, trying to keep a proud smile at bay.
"Think you're pissing me off." Y/N didn't look up at her. She leaned back in her chair and focused on the document in front of her.
"You're such a sourpuss," Yana tutted, flicking Y/N's earlobe affectionately. Y/N swatted her hand away, but there was a hint of a smile on her face.
"And you're annoying," she retorted. "I'm busy, you know. I have things to do, papers to sign, patients to see."
Yana rolled her eyes, resting her hip against the edge of the desk.
"Or you're just trying to avoid going home."
Y/N almost scoffed. "Yeah, tell that to the eight-year-old diagnosed with a grade 2 astrocytoma."
Yana's expression softened momentarily, a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
"How is Yoonji doing?" she asked softly.
Y/N sighed, leaning back in her chair and rubbing a hand over her face. "As good as she can be," she said quietly. "It's serious, Yana, and she's young. The next few months..." Her voice trailed off, and she didn’t finish the sentence.
Yana was silent for a moment before speaking again.
"Maybe you should go home, Y/N, and come back with a refreshed mind. You've been here for almost three days now—it's not healthy."
Y/N shook her head, though weariness was evident in her eyes. The worry for her young patient weighed heavily on her shoulders, along with the mountain of paperwork on her desk.
"Can't. I have a surgery in two hours," she said softly, her voice betraying more exhaustion than she wanted to show.
Yana frowned, clearly worried. She knew how relentless Y/N could be when it came to her work, but she also knew the toll it took on her.
"Are you even listening to yourself? Three days without a proper break? You need to take care of yourself too. You’ll burn out at this rate."
She placed a hand on Y/N's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "Let someone else handle the surgery. Take a day off. Go home, take a bath, watch some trashy TV, and eat something other than hospital food for once."
Y/N sighed, knowing that Yana wouldn’t relent without an answer. She dropped her pen and turned in her chair to face her friend. "I'll do that after surgery, okay? Don’t worry so much about me. I'm fine."
Yana raised an eyebrow skeptically. "After this surgery, you'll just find another reason to stay. And then another after that. I know you, Y/N."
She crossed her arms, fixing Y/N with a stern look. "You need rest. And if you won’t take it voluntarily, I’ll make you."
Y/N shook her head, smiling faintly as she held up her pinky between them. "No, this is the last one, I promise. My schedule’s clear for tomorrow. I won’t set foot in this hospital."
Yana huffed but couldn’t resist the pinky swear. "Fine," she said, linking her pinky with Y/N's. "But if I catch you here tomorrow, I’ll knock you out and drive you home myself."
She let go of their pinkies and made her way toward the door. "Come say bye before you leave?"
Y/N couldn’t help but smile softly and nod. "I will."
As her friend finally left, she refocused on the documents in front of her. She was supposed to be analyzing the best procedure to adopt with the little girl who still didn’t know she had cancer, but it was a tricky situation. The cancer was advanced, and the only possible surgeries were incredibly risky given the girl's age. Y/N had been trying to come up with a solution for days, but nothing seemed viable.
Y/N sighed and ran a frustrated hand through her hair, not hearing the soft knock at the door or the quiet footsteps coming inside.
Minjeong slipped into the office, a smile spreading across her face at the sight before her. Y/N just looked so captivating when she was focused—her brow slightly furrowed, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Minjeong had missed her.
"You look stressed," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N's head shot up at the sound, her eyes widening in surprise. Minjeong stood in the doorway, her smile soft and warm.
Y/N’s heart gave a sharp thump against her chest. It had been a month since she’d seen the singer. Seeing her again now, after a month of silence, knocked the breath right out of her.
She quickly gathered herself. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone coming out a bit more brusque than intended.
Minjeong didn’t let the tone bother her. She approached and took a seat on the other side of the desk.
"I missed you, Y/N," she said softly, pulling a small gift from her pocket. It was a golden necklace with a small heart pendant. "Got this in Berlin...made me think of you."
Y/N’s gaze flickered to the necklace in Minjeong’s hand, her heart twisting at the sight. Her eyes then lifted to meet Minjeong’s, taking in her soft smile and familiar features.
She wanted to stay mad, to tell Minjeong to leave her office and leave her alone. But she couldn’t seem to find the words.
After a few moments of silence, Y/N finally spoke. "You've been gone a month," she said, cursing the slight waver in her voice.
Minjeong nodded, her eyes drifting away from Y/N's. "Yeah, it was the last leg of our tour. We're supposed to lay low for a while now—write songs for our new album and start the whole recording process again." She suddenly looked up at Y/N, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Did you like the gifts I sent you while I was away?"
Y/N frowned in confusion. "What gifts?"
Minjeong's excitement immediately deflated, replaced by a look of disappointment.
"What do you mean? I sent you a letter before leaving. And I sent you gifts after every performance. Bouquets, letters, chocolates..." Her voice trailed off as the realization hit her. "You... you didn't get any of it?"
Y/N shook her head. "Where did you send them to?"
"The hospital," Minjeong replied, her eyebrows furrowing. "I put your name on it."
Y/N paused, an amused expression flickering across her face.
"Right… all gifts sent to the hospital are automatically taken to the donations office. Come to think of it, that’s probably why the kiddos in the pediatric department were walking around with flowers all month."
Minjeong paled at the thought, her eyes widening in horror.
"Shit," she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. "All this time… I thought you were ignoring my gifts, and you... didn't even get any of them?"
A mixture of guilt and embarrassment washed over her. She had been so sure the doctor was rejecting her gifts.
Y/N smiled slightly, taking a moment to look Minjeong up and down as if to assess her well-being. Touring was incredibly taxing on people, but Minjeong looked okay. Tired, but okay.
"How was Berlin?" Y/N found herself asking without a second thought. Once she caught on to what had just happened, she inwardly cursed herself.
She wasn't supposed to show interest. She wasn't supposed to be interested.
Minjeong's initial embarrassment began to fade as she picked up on Y/N's unintended slip. She leaned forward slightly, her eyes softening with amusement. "Berlin was beautiful. Busy, but... beautiful," she said, her voice quieter now, almost as if she were trying not to break the fragile moment they were sharing.
Y/N did her best to appear disinterested. The subtle way she kept her gaze on Minjeong, how her hands stilled on the desk, and the way her jaw clenched when Minjeong smiled—all of it gave her away.
"It sounds like it," Y/N replied, keeping her tone neutral. She quickly moved to change the subject, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. "At least the gifts went to someone who actually appreciated them."
Minjeong smiled at the small jab. "I'll be more careful next time. But for what it's worth, none of this would've happened if you just gave me your number."
Y/N chuckled, shaking her head as she returned to her documents. "I'm not giving you my number."
"Why not?" Minjeong asked, her voice laced with a mixture of amusement and disappointment. She leaned back in her seat, watching as Y/N worked.
She decided right then and there to reach for her purse as well. She pulled out her phone and notebook as if it were the most natural thing in the world, leaving them on Y/N's desk as she stole one of the doctor's pens.
"'Cause you're perfectly capable of stalking me without it," Y/N declared, watching Minjeong with a raised eyebrow.
She was making herself at home, wasn't she?
Minjeong smirked, rolling her eyes as she settled comfortably into the seat.
"I prefer the term 'determined pursuit,'" she said, opening her notebook and focusing on it.
Y/N watched her for a while and eventually gave up with a head shake. Figuring the singer out wasn't worth her time, but curiosity got the best of her.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Minjeong looked up from her notebook, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Working, of course," she said, her tone as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Figured I'd write better songs with my muse in front of me."
Y/N raised an eyebrow, feeling a mix of annoyance and something else she didn't want to name.
"Just don't turn everyone against me this time around."
Minjeong's smile quickly vanished. She found herself hissing slightly and avoiding Y/N's eyes. "I never meant to turn anyone against you, you know? I... I couldn't have predicted that everyone would... react that way. And I was just so angry. I was an asshole. I'm sorry."
Y/N's expression didn’t change at the apology. Again, she told herself she didn’t need it. It had been too long; she had moved on. But even then, her younger self felt a little satisfied at finally getting the apology she had desperately craved.
She returned to her work without saying anything else. This wasn’t about Minjeong; she had a lot to do.
Minjeong pushed her feelings of disappointment and sadness aside to focus on her work. She figured she had to take things slow with Y/N. Overwhelming and annoying her was not the solution, so she opted for small, more discreet moments.
Also, she really did need inspiration for her new songs, and there was no one who inspired her more than the doctor.
So, the two got to work.
Minjeong glanced up from her writing, stealing glances at Y/N in between verses. She couldn't deny how comforting it was to be in the same space as her, even in silence.
Y/N also didn’t seem to mind Minjeong’s company. She’d never admit it out loud, but it felt good having the singer around again. She liked the attention and care that the orange-haired woman seemed to have for her. Sitting in front of her again reminded her of when they were younger, studying late into the night at the university’s library.
Nothing good really lasts forever, though, and soon Y/N’s pager rang.
It was time for her to prepare for surgery.
Minjeong watched her stand up and quickly got up to follow.
"Are we finally going home?" she smiled.
Y/N rolled her eyes softly. "You're going home. I have surgery."
"Oh." Minjeong's mouth fell open in slight surprise. She shrugged and settled back down in her chair. "I'll wait for you to come back, then."
Y/N halted her movements and stared at Minjeong. "It's a 5 to 7 hour surgery."
Minjeong didn't budge. "Even better. You'll be too tired when you come back, so I'll drive you home."
The doctor gaped at her. Minjeong was being so damn stubborn; it was almost as infuriating as it was endearing.
"You can't just camp out in my office for 7 hours," she snapped. "Go home. I don't need a babysitter."
Minjeong's smile widened at Y/N's outburst. She knew she was pushing her luck, but she couldn't help herself. There was something about Y/N that made her want to poke and prod and push.
She crossed her arms over her chest, raising her chin in a defiant gesture. "Do you have to complain about every nice thing I do? You'll be dead tired; I'll take you home."
Y/N's eyes narrowed as she looked at Minjeong. The girl was getting under her skin so easily, and the worst part was that a part of her actually enjoyed their arguments.
Her pager rang again, and she sighed. "I don't have time for this, Minjeong. Stop playing and go home."
She gathered her belongings and left, convinced that Minjeong wouldn't have the patience to wait that long. She figured the singer would last fifteen minutes alone in the office before heading home.
That thought was the reason why Y/N's eyes widened when she returned to her office eight hours later.
There had been complications in the surgery, so it took longer than expected.
Y/N had been certain that Minjeong would have left a long time ago. The sight of the singer laying on her couch, sleeping soundly, both surprised and frustrated her.
Y/N stood in the doorway, watching Minjeong. She wanted to feel angry, annoyed even, at the girl for sticking around all this time. But instead, a pang of concern and fondness took over her chest. Minjeong had just returned from tour; she should be resting well at home.
Y/N quietly walked over to the couch and stood in front of the singer, contemplating whether to wake her or just let her rest.
With a sigh, she walked to her closet and pulled out the fluffy blanket she usually used whenever she stayed back at the hospital. She covered Minjeong with it, watching her turn and sigh in her sleep before returning to her desk to start on her reports.
Y/N settled into her work, trying to ignore the soft sound of Minjeong's breathing in the background. It wasn't easy to concentrate, but she forced herself to focus. She'd get everything done and then deal with the singer, who’d probably wake up any moment now.
But Minjeong slept on, undisturbed, for the rest of the night. Y/N had just finished her tenth report, and the sun was high in the sky when she heard stirring from the couch.
Minjeong groaned, her eyelashes fluttering softly as she slowly opened her eyes. She sat up, a small yawn escaping her lips as she took in her surroundings.
Momentarily disoriented, her mind still foggy with sleep, her gaze fell upon Y/N, who sat at her desk surrounded by piles of paperwork.
The memory of last night came rushing back, and she felt a pang of guilt in her chest.
Clearing her throat, her voice still groggy from sleep, she said, "You were supposed to wake me up."
"You were supposed to go home," Y/N replied without looking up from her report, letting out a yawn. Yana would kill her if she knew she was still at the hospital.
"Why? So you could stay here all night and not sleep? I won't let you, doc."
Minjeong's voice was firm, but there was a hint of concern in her eyes as she observed the exhaustion evident on Y/N's face.
"I was worried about you." Minjeong stood up, her eyebrows furrowing as she walked toward Y/N. With a gentle touch, she reached for her pen. "Still am."
Y/N rolled her eyes at the gesture and sighed heavily. Truth be told, she was exhausted. She could barely remember the last time she slept, and her original plan had been to go home after her surgery. But it’s not like she could just leave Minjeong alone in her office, could she?
"Can you please just go home?"
"I will," Minjeong smiled. She almost felt bad at the relieved sigh that escaped Y/N's lips. "Just as soon as you do the same."
Y/N pursed her lips, her expression a mix of frustration and exhaustion. "You're impossible, you know that?"
Minjeong's stubbornness was both maddening and endearing, and Y/N found herself caught in this strange push and pull. Part of her wanted to yell and demand Minjeong go home, but another part quietly appreciated her persistence.
Minjeong smiled.
This was a tightrope for her to walk, and she really didn't want to mess up. "I'm in love with you, Y/N, and I've been trying really, really hard to make you like me back, so I usually wouldn't be this annoying. But I'm standing my ground on this—you need to rest."
Y/N's breath hitched slightly at Minjeong's confession. It felt surreal to hear those words after all those years. A wave of emotions washed over her, bringing back memories she had buried deep in her heart.
"Why do you..." Y/N started, her voice faltering slightly. Why did Minjeong still like her? Especially after everything she had done?
"I don't need you, Minjeong..." Her voice was firm. "I don't need you, and I don't want you, so for the love of God, can you leave me alone?"
Minjeong's smile faltered for a moment, her heart sinking at the harsh words.
She took a step closer, her expression a mix of vulnerability and determination.
"I know," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I know you don't want me, and I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. But I'm not leaving. Not until I've proven to you how sorry I am."
"You can prove it by leaving me alone and not coming back." Y/N couldn't look at Minjeong—not when the singer was looking at her like that.
So she tried going back to her laptop.
Stepping forward, Minjeong reached over and gently closed the screen. Her hand landed on Y/N's, silently conveying her determination.
"I'm not leaving you alone when you're pushing yourself this hard. You need rest. You need to take care of yourself too, you know."
Y/N let out a deep, frustrated sigh, her shoulders sagging in exhaustion. She wanted to argue, to tell Minjeong to go away and leave her alone, but the weight of the past few days was catching up to her.
She reluctantly closed her eyes, her head drooping backwards against her chair. She knew she was too tired to fight.
"You're infuriating, you know that?" she mumbled, her voice betraying some vulnerability.
"Yeah, I know." Minjeong whispered in response.
She knew she was treading on thin ice, pushing boundaries she had no right to cross. But there was something about Y/N that brought out a protective side in her, and she found herself unable to simply walk away.
"I'm gonna take you home," she quietly suggested, her thumb gently caressing the back of Y/N's hand, "and you'll sleep for the next two days. Deal?"
"Whatever." Y/N huffed softly, pulling her hand away from Minjeong's to stand up. "This changes nothing between us."
Minjeong hid her smile at Y/N's words.
Of course, she didn't expect anything to change overnight, but this was a small win.
She nodded. "I know it doesn't, love. Come on, let's go before you collapse from overwork."
She walked around the desk, gently placing a hand on Y/N's back to help her take her coat off.
Y/N was too tired to put up much of a fight. She allowed herself to be assisted, her body feeling heavy with exhaustion.
As they walked out of the office, she found herself leaning into Minjeong's touch more than she cared to admit. The fatigue had left her defenses down, and she struggled to keep up her usual collected demeanor.
The ride home was smooth, allowing Y/N to lean her head against the window, her eyelids drooping with every passing minute.
"I really wish you were more awake right now. Last time I drove you home, I nearly ran over two people. Look at how much I've improved," Minjeong tried to joke.
Y/N let out a small, tired chuckle. "You were atrocious." She shifted in her seat, subconsciously seeking more comfort.
The rest of the car ride was relatively quiet, with only the occasional sound of the car's engine and the soft hum of the music from the radio filling the silence. Y/N's eyelids grew heavier with each passing mile, and she found herself fighting against the pull of sleep.
As they neared her house, Minjeong glanced over at her, taking note of her drooping head and sleepy eyes. She stifled a smile, finding the sight incredibly endearing.
"Hey," she said softly, breaking the silence. "We're almost home. Hang in there a little longer, okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Y/N snapped herself out of her sleep-induced state with a shake of her head.
She looked around the street to keep herself awake, raising an eyebrow at how well Minjeong still remembered the way to her house.
"You still live here, right?" Minjeong asked as she pulled up to the familiar mansion. "Because this is about to be really embarrassing if you don't."
"I sold the house five years ago."
Minjeong's eyes widened. She was about to put her car into park but quickly backtracked, starting to pull out of the driveway. "Shit, I'm so sorry!"
Y/N chuckled. "I'm joking, I'm joking, Minjeong."
The singer let out a sigh of relief, stopping the car once more. She shot a half-hearted glare at Y/N, who was smirking in the passenger seat.
"Not cool, you know?" she muttered, parking the car again. "I swear, I'll punch you next time you scare me like that."
As she turned off the ignition, she couldn't help but notice how much lighter the tension between them had become.
"You're exhausting," she said with a huff. "Let's go inside, come on."
But Y/N quickly shook her head, reaching out for the door handle to leave the car. "You're not coming in."
A pout immediately reached Minjeong's lips. She leaped out of the car and ran to the other side, hoping to at least help Y/N close the door. "I—why not?! I wanna come in."
Y/N dismissed her attempt with a wave of her hand and closed the door herself. She had been nice enough for one day. "Well, I don't want you coming in."
"Why—" Minjeong reached out to wrap her hand around the small of Y/N's back and lead the way to the front porch. "Are you sure you'll manage to get to your room? There are a lot of stairs to climb!"
Y/N, who was trying hard to remain upright, nodded. "I can manage."
They finally arrived at the front porch, and Minjeong watched with a resigned sigh as Y/N opened the door. "I'll be here tomorrow morning to take you to work."
"There's no need for that." Y/N dismissed her again.
"But you left your car at the hospital!"
"I have other cars, Minjeong."
"What about the one you left at the hospital?"
"I'll have someone pick it up."
Minjeong rolled her eyes at Y/N's stubbornness. Why did she have to make things so difficult?
"Just let me help you," she insisted, placing a gentle hand on Y/N's arm. "You look like you're about to collapse any second now. It won't kill you to let me walk you to your room and make sure you actually get there in one piece."
Y/N almost smiled. Almost.
"Don't push it." She threw Minjeong one last glance and walked inside her house, closing the door before Minjeong could even take a peek inside.
So the singer was left standing on the front porch, a smile rising to her face as she slowly shook her head and walked back to her car.
And so, with Minjeong now back at home, a new routine was formed.
The singer would visit Y/N at the hospital from time to time—always careful not to cross the line and always mindful of Y/N's boundaries.
Even then, it was months and months of rejections. If Minjeong put aside a penny each time Y/N dismissed her, she'd probably have enough to by herself one of those good, expensive ice creams from Ben & Jerry's.
Sometimes Y/N was nicer and conversed with her a little. Other times she looked at her face, rolled her eyes and let out a small "Out of my way" as she walked by. It depended on her mood, really.
It was an eye-opening experience that made Minjeong realise she needed to become Y/N's friend first and then move on to something more personal.
So she gave up on the expensive gifts and took her time simply being herself and being there for Y/N. Some days, she was able to spend more time with the doctor; other days, she essentially sat in Y/N's office alone for hours on end as the doctor worked on her patients. She was fine with whatever, anyway. She knew that just being at the hospital made an impact on Y/N. She could see that Y/N was becoming more accustomed to her presence—their tense bond had turned into somewhat of a friendship.
It was a painstakingly slow process but it was finally beginning to bear its fruits.
"So then, what are we doing after that?"
Minjeong perked up at the familiar voice. She was leaving Y/N's office after another day of not seeing the doctor much, but then she turned and saw her—walking down the hallway alongside a little bald girl wearing a beanie.
"Then... then I want to play Lego with you!" the kid announced, looking up at Y/N like the doctor hung the stars in the sky for her.
"You do? No way!" Y/N played along, completely unaware of Minjeong's eyes on her. "What Lego should we build first?"
The sight of Y/N interacting with the little girl was endearing—a side of the doctor that Minjeong had never seen before.
She watched silently from the doorway, a soft smile on her face as she observed the exchange. It was clear that Y/N had a soft spot for children, which only added to her appeal in Minjeong's eyes.
The little girl seemed to ponder her options for a moment, her face twisted in deep concentration. Finally, she pointed a finger in the air, exclaiming, "The Avengers Tower! We should build the tower first!"
Y/N feigned shock, her eyes widening as she responded in an equally enthusiastic tone, "The Avengers Tower? Oh wow, that sounds like a fantastic idea! I'll buy it and bring it to you next week."
"Don't listen to her; the Avengers helicarrier is so much cooler to build."
The little girl looked up, eyes widening when she saw Minjeong standing in front of her. She froze, quickly holding on to Y/N's coat and hiding behind her legs.
Y/N looked down as the little girl clung to her, then followed her line of sight to where Minjeong was standing.
She shot the singer a slightly amused look, raising an eyebrow as if to say, Are you just gonna stand there and watch?
Minjeong gulped, not expecting the reaction. She wanted to make a good impression on Y/N.
Maybe the kid was just very, very shy, and Minjeong scared her?
She was such an idiot.
She turned to Y/N with a helpless look, searching for some assistance, but the doctor did nothing but reach down to affectionately pat the kid's head before smirking at her.
"Hello..." Minjeong gulped nervously, "I'm Minjeong."
The little girl peeked out from behind Y/N's legs, her eyes wide with amazement. She looked up at Minjeong again, and a small squeak left her lips before she ran down the hallway, away from their view.
Y/N chuckled to herself, knowing that Yoonji knew her way around the hospital better than some doctors, and turned to Minjeong again.
The singer's heart was heavy with guilt. "I'm so sorry, I—I didn't want to scare her."
Y/N smiled, walking past Minjeong to enter her office. "Don't flatter yourself; you couldn't scare a mosquito if you tried, Minjeong."
Minjeong huffed in fake annoyance, following Y/N. "Excuse me? I could totally scare a mosquito. I could scare a whole army of mosquitoes."
She sat down on the sofa, pouting as she looked at the doctor, who was busy tidying up some papers on her shelf. "I scared that kid. I'm terrifying," she finished.
"You didn't scare her, you idiot." Y/N chuckled. "Yoonji's a fan of your band. She was freaking out because you're her favorite."
Shr reached for a small white paper and handed it to Minjeong along with a pen. "Sign that for her; she'll be happy."
"She's..." She paused for a moment, as if processing the information, before her eyes widened. "She's a fan? Of... me?"
Suddenly, all her worries about scaring the kid disappeared, replaced by a sense of unexpected joy. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she wrote down a cute note on the paper and signed it.
"Wait... did you just call me an idiot?"
She playfully threw a pillow in Y/N's direction.
Y/N was barely nudged, back turned to Minjeong as she looked through her documents. "Did you just undermine your popularity?"
"No, I—"
Minjeong paused, realizing that she had indeed subconsciously downplayed herself. "Love, I'm a big deal, you know. Don't make me throw another pillow at you."
Y/N chuckled, amused by the antics, and picked the pillow up from the ground to throw it back at Minjeong.
Minjeong caught the pillow with dramatic flair, clutching it to her chest as if it were a precious treasure. With a smug smile, she leaned back on the sofa and playfully tossed the pillow from one hand to the other.
She watched Y/N with a curious gaze. The doctor seemed engrossed in her work, reminding Minjeong that they were in a hospital, after all.
"You should come to my show next week."
Y/N finally looked up from her documents, raising an eyebrow at the singer.
"Your show?" she repeated, not bothering to hide the hint of disbelief in her voice. "Why on earth would I waste my time watching you flaunt around on stage?"
Despite her sharp words, there was a flicker of playfulness in Y/N's eyes.
Minjeong shrugged, recognizing the teasing in Y/N's voice. "'Cause... I'm pretty hot."
She chuckled when Y/N rolled her eyes, standing up from the couch to approach the doctor. "And also because we are always meeting up here at the hospital, and you're always stuck on 'super hot and busy neurosurgeon' mode, so I don't get to see the more relaxed you."
Y/N rolled her eyes again, though she couldn't help but let out a short, amused chuckle at Minjeong's words.
She leaned back in her chair, a smirk playing on her lips. "So... you want to see me more relaxed and think a crowd full of screaming kids is the ideal place for that?"
"Yes," Minjeong replied bluntly, her grin widening at Y/N's sarcastic response. "I think seeing you amongst the crowd, swaying to my music and having a good time, would be very relaxing for me."
She perched herself on the edge of the desk, facing Y/N and leaning in slightly. "Come on, just humor me for one night. It won't kill you."
"It will kill my ears," Y/N said, not looking up at Minjeong. "And my self-esteem. Your bandmates despise me."
Minjeong rolled her eyes, gently smacking Y/N's shoulder. "They don't despise you. They did—but not anymore. I told them about... you know? The whole bet thing being fake. That's why they were so sheepish when they saw you."
Y/N looked up again, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "You... told them?"
She tried to keep her face neutral, but the revelation was unexpected. Despite her best efforts, a part of her warmed at the thought of Minjeong defending her.
She quickly masked it with her usual sardonic tone. "Why on earth would you do that?"
Minjeong shrugged nonchalantly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "They're my friends, and they were always giving you a hard time."
She leaned back slightly, her eyes fixed on Y/N's face, trying to read her emotions. There was something in the doctor's reaction that didn't quite match her snarky words.
Y/N shrugged. "Doesn't matter; it's not like we ever saw each other again. They could've gone their entire lives not knowing about it."
Minjeong couldn't help but scoff at the doctor's nonchalant attitude. "Stop downplaying it. You know it's not that simple."
She reached out, gently placing a hand on Y/N's arm.
Y/N tensed slightly at the unexpected touch, her eyes darting down to where Minjeong's hand rested on her forearm. She swallowed, trying to ignore the small flutter in her stomach. Minjeong was messing with her head.
"I don't care what they feel," she muttered, not meeting the singer's gaze.
Minjeong noticed the brief stiffness in Y/N's body and the way her gaze flicked away. She pressed on, her touch light but her words firm. "But I do."
She shifted, moving a little closer to the doctor. "And I would really, really appreciate it if you could come to support me... as my friend. Please? You could even bring that crazy nurse with you or maybe Minji?"
Y/N couldn't help but smile. She knew what Minjeong was doing—giving her an easy out and trying to make her feel as comfortable with the situation as possible. She appreciated it, looking up at Minjeong with a glint in her eyes.
"I haven't talked to Minji in seven years."
Minjeong's eyebrows shot up in slight surprise. "Seven years?" she repeated, her initial surprise giving way to curiosity.
"Why?"
As they spoke, Minjeong was painfully aware of how close they were now, her hand still on Y/N's arm. The doctor's reaction to her touch was becoming a pattern—a subtle shiver, a slight tension in her shoulders. It intrigued Minjeong.
"Well... she let me have a one-night stand with the pretty blonde that completely destroyed my reputation and love life to go make out with another girl." Y/N shrugged lightly. Her instincts told her to downplay the entire thing and not turn it into a big deal, but she had been hurt, and it was a feeling she couldn't easily shove aside. "Not very best friend-like, is it?"
Minjeong's cheeks flushed, caught off guard by Y/N's bluntness. "Um... yeah, that's... fair," she stuttered out, still trying to process the new information. "What about Niki and Yeonjun?"
Y/N tensed up even more.
She knew the entire drama culminated from the two boys being absolute idiots, but they had once been her family. The entire group was incredibly tight-knit. They looked after one another and protected each other. Maybe that's why the entire bet felt like such a betrayal to her—why she took such drastic measures.
"Also cut them off. They tried to apologize countless times, but I guess I just shut myself off after what happened. I didn't know who I could trust, so I trusted no one." Her voice had unconsciously quieted down as she looked down at her own fingers. When she realized what she was doing, she cleared her throat and straightened her body to speak in a firm voice. "Then we all graduated, and I never saw them again."
Minjeong felt her heart drop at the vulnerability in Y/N's voice. It was a side of the doctor she'd never seen before—a side that was raw, vulnerable, and a stark contrast to her usual cool demeanor.
She moved even closer. "I'm really sorry that all happened to you."
She paused for a second, taking a deep breath. "And I'm also sorry that I... that I was part of it."
Y/N would usually have disregarded the entire apology. She would have told Minjeong that it didn't matter, that it happened a long time ago and that she didn't care anymore, that she had moved on.
But this time, she couldn't stop the emotions bubbling up in her throat. She swallowed, her composure faltering ever so slightly as a pang of vulnerability took over.
Minjeong gulped at the silence and pressed on, taking it as Y/N finally listening to her and giving her a chance to properly apologize.
"I shouldn't have written that song, and I shouldn't have let everyone turn against you. It was my fault, and I didn't protect you when it was the least I could've done. I really, really am sorry, Y/N."
Y/N's face softened at the singer's sincere apology. She felt herself resisting it, but the vulnerability and genuine regret in Minjeong's eyes gave her a strange urge to reach out and comfort the singer. She fought against it, cleared her throat, and averted her gaze.
She knew she should resist, protect herself, and keep up her front. But as she looked up at Minjeong again, her resolve faded.
"I forgive you, Minjeong," she muttered, her voice uncharacteristically soft.
Minjeong exhaled, a wave of relief washing over her. "You do?"
The singer felt her heart flutter at Y/N's forgiveness. The soft look in the doctor's eyes, the way her voice had lost its usual sharpness—it all felt like a weight being lifted off her shoulders. Hell, it felt like more than that; she felt like she could finally breathe properly again.
Y/N nodded, reaching out for Minjeong's hand to play with her long fingers. It was a good distraction. "It wasn't your fault that you overheard Niki and Yeonjun. I do wish you would've talked to me before deciding to play me, but... I understand that you were hurt."
"Thank you..." Minjeong murmured, biting her lip to contain her growing smile. "And for what it's worth, I never really played you. I was just falling for you more and more every day and pretending I wasn't."
Y/N's breath caught in her throat at the singer's words, the gentle confession catching her off guard. She looked up, meeting Minjeong's eyes—a mixture of surprise and something else in her gaze.
"You weren't?" she managed to say, her voice slightly breathless.
She was suddenly hyper-aware of their close proximity, the way Minjeong was practically sitting on her table, leaning down to be closer to her, and the way her own hands were still playing with Minjeong's fingers. Everything felt overwhelmingly intimate.
Minjeong chuckled softly, a small, self-conscious sound.
"No," she admitted, her eyes glued to the way Y/N's hands played with hers. "I fell head over heels for you. Then I heard about the bet and told myself that I could get over my feelings after playing you too."
She paused for a moment, still watching their joined hands. It felt so natural, so comfortable.
"It scared me when all that time went by, and I still couldn't get you out of my head," she added in a whisper, the confession heavy with all the emotions she'd been holding back. "That's why I'm so adamant about getting you back... I know you're the one for me, Y/N."
Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at the singer's words. The intimacy of their proximity and the way Minjeong was looking at her sent a shiver down her spine. It was like the world around them had faded, and all that existed in that moment were the two of them.
She swallowed hard, her fingers still wrapped around Minjeong's. The confession was a lot to take in, and it took her a few moments to find her voice.
"Is that so?"
Minjeong hummed softly, smiling as her eyes dropped to Y/N's lips. She found herself unconsciously leaning in, wanting nothing more than to taste their softness for the first time in so long. She was close—so incredibly close—already closing her eyes as pure ecstasy began to take over her body. But then two hands landed on her shoulders and gently pushed her back.
"You keep those lips away from me, Kim Minjeong," Y/N chastised, an unwanted smile slowly taking over her face.
Minjeong pouted, her eyes snapping open at Y/N's words. "But I want you so bad," she protested, her tone whining and petulant.
She was just millimeters away from Y/N's face, her heart racing in her chest. The closeness, the way Y/N's hands felt on her shoulders, the way they were both smiling—it was all too much and not enough at the same time. There was no doubt in Minjeong's mind that Y/N could feel her racing pulse under her touch.
"That's too bad." Y/N patted her arm and fully pulled her back. "You'll have to work more for it."
Minjeong huffed softly. "I've been working so hard, though."
"Work harder then," Y/N taunted, crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair. Her heart was racing, and her hands were trembling, but she was not going to let Minjeong win so easily. Not this time.
Minjeong nodded, reaching out to pull a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear. She couldn't complain; her heart was already practically bursting with happiness at the forgiveness she had been given. She wouldn't push her luck too much.
"Will you at least come to my show then?" she asked in a soft voice.
Y/N had to fight hard not to shiver under Minjeong's touch and her soft tone. Damn, she had missed her so much.
She paused for a moment, eyeing Minjeong critically before replying. "If I say yes, will you stop pestering me?"
It was a genuine question. Y/N had been enjoying their banter—their playful back-and-forth—but she also had Yoonji's case in the back of her mind and needed to focus on it.
"Yes, I will stop pestering you," Minjeong promised with a smile.
She took Y/N's silence as a reluctant agreement, her excitement flaring up within her again.
She chuckled, giving Y/N's shoulder a firm slap. "You better keep your word!"
Minjeong grabbed Y/N's phone from the table, unlocked it by pointing the face lock at her, and quickly sent herself a message to finally have her number.
Then, without warning, she leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of Y/N's head before leaving the office.
She was absolutely ecstatic to finally have Y/N at one of her shows. So much so that she sent all the details of the gig that same night, a full week before the concert.
On the day of the show, Minjeong couldn't keep her feet from bouncing with each step she took. She was as excited as she was nervous, knowing that this was a big step in their relationship but also feeling the pressure of having Y/N watching her.
She asked her makeup artist to prepare her with even more attention than usual, talked with her stylist to make sure her outfit was on point, planned the entrance access with her security to give Y/N no trouble going backstage, and gave it her all during practice to ensure everything would go perfectly.
The girls noticed her newfound excitement but didn't comment on it, simply smiling at how happy she was.
But that happiness was whipped away when the show started and ended without any sight of Y/N.
Minjeong tried texting her. She called countless times. Then she gave up on waiting for nothing, an hour after the show ended.
Minjeong stepped inside the familiar hospital at one in the morning, no trace of her usual smile present on her face. She was angry, hurt, and confused—a tangled mess she had difficulty dealing with.
When she reached the office, she didn't bother knocking. She pushed open the door to find Y/N crouched down outside on the balcony. Y/N was facing away from Minjeong, but the singer could see her shoulders heaving up and down.
Minjeong stepped forward, the anger quickly giving way to concern.
"Y/N?" she called out softly, her voice cracking in the still night air.
Y/N's shoulders were shaking, her breaths coming out in strangled gasps. It wasn't a sound or sight Minjeong was familiar with—not when it came to the woman who was always so composed.
She stepped closer, crouching down beside her.
"Hey," she said quietly. "Hey, are you alright?"
"I-I couldn't— I couldn't do it, Minjeong."
"What do you mean?"
Minjeong reached out, gently placing a hand on Y/N's back and rubbing small circles.
"What's wrong?"
Y/N did her very best to compose herself. She hated that Minjeong was seeing her like this, but right at that moment, she couldn't help it. She could barely breathe properly, much less control her tears.
"She died. I couldn't—I couldn't save her. I—I tried— I tried so hard. I wasn't—enough."
Minjeong took a sharp intake of breath, her heart sinking as the realization hit her.
Yoonji?
Y/N had grown so attached to the little girl.
She wrapped her arms around the doctor's shoulders in a tight embrace, pulling her close.
"Hey, no. No," she whispered fiercely, her fingers curling into the material of Y/N's scrubs. "You are enough. You're so much more than enough."
Y/N shook her head, her forehead dropping to Minjeong's shoulder as her tears kept falling.
"I wasn't."
"Stop saying that," Minjeong chided gently, one hand coming up to run through her hair while the other still held her tight. "You're the smartest, strongest person I know. You're more than enough."
She paused, taking a moment to gather her thoughts.
"You can't save everyone, Y/N. You can't blame yourself for that."
The way Minjeong was holding her, the soothing tone of her voice, the gentle way her hand ran through her hair—it all overwhelmed Y/N. It made her heart ache and her chest feel heavy.
She shook her head again, a strangled sob escaping her.
"I tried—" she started, before cutting herself off.
She had tried so hard. She had put in every last ounce of effort, every last trick she knew.
She was about to leave for the show when a nurse called her, telling her Yoonji was having a seizure. She left everything behind, ran for her life. Used every drop of knowledge in the emergency surgery.
And Yoonji still died.
Minjeong's heart broke at the sound of Y/N's strangled sob.
She held her tighter, her own eyes wet with tears as she continued to run her fingers through Y/N's hair, trying to soothe her.
"You did everything you could," she asserted, her voice cracking.
She leaned forward, pressing her lips to the side of Y/N's head in a gentle kiss.
Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, her tears falling faster now. The last time she felt so utterly helpless was when she was watching her life fall apart in front of her very own eyes years ago.
Now this felt more crushing. The weight of the failure, the guilt of not doing enough, it was crushing.
But the feeling of Minjeong's arms around her, the soft kisses to her temple, stopped her from breaking completely.
She turned to bury her face in Minjeong's neck, taking comfort in her warmth and scent.
Minjeong continued to hold Y/N tightly, running her fingers through the doctor's hair and whispering words of comfort and reassurance. She could feel the sobs racking through Y/N's body, the raw pain and grief of the loss.
"I'm here. I've got you," she repeated in a soft voice, feeling her own eyes starting to water again.
She wanted to take away Y/N's pain, to make it disappear. She didn't know if that was possible, but she knew she would try.
And try she did.
The two sat on that balcony for the next half hour, unbothered by the cold wind blowing at them or the countless times Y/N's pager rang.
When the tears finally eased up a little, Minjeong helped Y/N up and directed her to the couch to help her change out of her scrubs.
"It's nothing I haven't seen before, love," she let out softly, noticing the reddening of Y/N's cheeks.
"Shut up," Y/N replied quickly, sighing when Minjeong pressed a soft kiss to her cheek and continued assisting her.
Right as Y/N finished getting changed, the door burst open once again. This time, a tall, worried nurse ran inside. She glared at the sight of Minjeong but quickly shoved that anger aside to hug her best friend.
"I'm so sorry, sweetheart. Doctor Kim told me what happened."
Minjeong watched as Yana pulled Y/N into an embrace, her heart still heavy with a mix of sympathy and helplessness.
"I—" Y/N started, her voice breaking as a fresh wave of tears hit her.
Minjeong stepped back then, feeling like she was intruding on a private moment between the two friends.
She grabbed Y/N's bag and shoved all her belongings inside it before leaving.
The sounds of the two friends inside the office were muffled but still reached Minjeong's ears. Her heart ached, both for what Y/N was going through and for the helplessness she felt, witnessing it all unfold.
So she waited outside, leaning against the wall of the corridor and scrolling through her phone idly. It seemed to take an eternity, but the office door finally reopened, and Yana stepped out, glaring at Minjeong.
"My shift is not over for another five hours."
Minjeong nodded. Even if her shift was about to end, Yana would probably fight to be the one taking care of Y/N. "I'll take her home; don't worry."
Yana squinted her eyes at her, walking closer so the two were standing face to face. "Break her heart again, and I'll break your face, Winter." She let the name out with disgust laced in her voice. "I'm not kidding."
Minjeong swallowed hard at the threat, knowing all too well how serious Yana was about it.
"I won't; I promise."
She held the other nurse's gaze, trying to convey her sincerity through her words.
"I'll take care of her."
And she meant it.
"Yeah, don't get too comfortable with her and don't you dare push the limits."
Yana wanted to go on and warn Minjeong about every boundary not to cross with Y/N. She wanted to threaten her with every little dangerous thing that came to her mind, but then her pager rang.
With one last warning look, she sighed and walked away.
A more composed Y/N was the next to step out. She wasn’t crying anymore, but she looked absolutely spent and emotionally exhausted.
"Come on, let's get you home." Minjeong reached out to wrap her arm around Y/N's back and lead the way out of the hospital.
This time around, the ride back home was completely quiet. However, when they arrived at Y/N's house, the doctor opened the door and pulled Minjeong inside with her.
Y/N led Minjeong into her house, her steps slow and heavy. The grief still weighed heavily on her heart, her mind replaying the events of the day over and over again.
Once they were inside, she let out a deep sigh, slumping her shoulders. She looked at Minjeong, her eyes tired and red-rimmed.
"Can you stay with me tonight?" The question escaped her mouth before she could stop it. She quickly shook her head. "I mean—only if you want to, of course. You're probably tired from the show and—"
Minjeong was already nodding before Y/N finished her sentence. "Of course," she replied quietly, her eyes holding Y/N's in a reassuring gaze.
Seeing the doctor look so worn tore at Minjeong's heart. She wanted nothing more than to take away the pain, to do something—anything—to help.
"Come on," she said gently, taking Y/N's hand and guiding her toward her bedroom. "I'm not leaving you alone tonight."
She helped her settle in—brought her water as Y/N changed into her pajamas and helped her dim the lights after she laid down. It took a while, but after some long moments of crying, Minjeong finally managed to get Y/N to fall asleep.
Minjeong herself was spent, but she had difficulty closing her eyes, wanting to be there in case Y/N had a nightmare and suddenly woke up.
She shifted closer, adjusting the covers on Y/N to keep her warm, and sat down on the small, fancy couch beside her bed.
At least the lines of worry had softened on Y/N's face, making her look younger and more vulnerable. Minjeong saw the younger version of Y/N in front of her—the one she had hurt. Her heart ached.
Unable to help herself, she reached out to trace Y/N's eyebrows and nose.
"I'm sorry, Y/N."
The soft touch seemed to bring a small sigh of contentment from the other woman.
"I won't hurt you again, I promise."
For the next few days, weeks, and months, Minjeong kept being a constant presence in Y/N's life. She was the first to make her smile again after the entire ordeal—just as she was the first to make her laugh.
Minjeong forced Y/N to take a break from work because, obviously, Y/N had numerous vacations and breaks put on hold and shoved aside for later.
The neurosurgeon was a walking crime with how many hours she had overworked.
And yes, Minjeong knew that was the reason Y/N had managed to pay off her parents' debt, why she had been able to buy all her fancy cars, and why she could provide Rose with the big house she had always dreamed of. But she also knew Y/N deserved to stop.
So, the two spent their free time going on little dates. They closed down the central aquarium of Seoul to wander around without any fans bothering Minjeong. They visited the countryside and spent two nights in a traditional Korean house. Minjeong even managed to convince Y/N to visit the dorm she shared with the other Aespa girls.
They apologized for being so rude when they were younger, and despite it being awkward as hell at first, they all eventually got to know each other and became close friends. So close, in fact, that Christmas was spent at Y/N's house that year.
It was perfect.
Would you like to know what wasn't perfect?
The A Minor that Minjeong had just completely botched.
She groaned, her head falling back in frustration as she ripped the studio headphones off. She was ready to throw them across the recording booth when a soft laugh caught her attention and immediately eased her nerves.
"What are you laughing at, hmm?" She raised an eyebrow at Y/N.
The doctor sat against the wall, surrounded by the comfortable pillows that Minjeong had arranged for her. There was a couch in the studio connected to the booth, but no matter how many times Minjeong had tried to teach her, Y/N couldn't learn what buttons to press to hear Minjeong through the speakers and make herself be heard. So they had settled for this.
"Say, you're the guitarist, no?" Y/N raised a playful eyebrow. "What the hell are you doing in the recording booth?"
Y/N was joking, obviously. She had heard Aespa's songs, and Minjeong had the voice of an angel, but a little teasing never hurt anyone, right?
Wrong.
Minjeong pouted playfully, discarding the headphones to join Y/N. She had been trying to record the guide to the group's new song, but Y/N's presence was way too distracting. "I'm a singer as well! I probably have more talent in my little finger than you in your entire body."
The most acclaimed neurosurgeon of Seoul's most prestigious private hospital chuckled as Minjeong landed right beside, head resting on her lap. "You're certainly right, my Goddess of Modesty. I will forever repent my horrific sins."
She watched with an amused smirk as Minjeong huffed like a kid, reaching out to poke her stomach. "You did more than fine; stop stressing so much."
"You're only saying that because you don't know what it's supposed to sound like," Minjeong mumbled, rolling her eyes as she sat up.
She looked at Y/N with a small groan, their arms pressing together as they faced each other. "You're not allowed to be this beautiful. How can I focus with you being so distracting?"
Y/N laughed at Minjeong's dramatic words. "Is that so? My mistake then, oh Great One," she replied in a mocking tone, her hand coming up to poke Minjeong's side again.
Y/N continued to chuckle as Minjeong huffed and looked away, a small smile spreading on her face.
Minjeong suddenly leaned closer with a raised eyebrow, a teasing remark on the tip of her tongue, but Y/N spoke up first. "Careful, honey, I've been told my beauty can be quite distracting." She reached out gently, and her hand landed dead center of Minjeong's face, pushing her away. "Don't get too close."
"A doctor and a comedian?" Minjeong reached for Y/N's hand to take it away from her face. She intertwined their fingers and left a chaste kiss on Y/N's palm. "What a talent, my love."
Y/N chuckled at Minjeong's words, giving the guitarist's hand a gentle squeeze, her thumb tracing circles on her knuckles. "I mean, not to brag or anything, but I'm also a great cook."
Minjeong gulped, remembering the dinner Y/N had prepared for them last week.
The gesture was incredibly endearing. It had been a cute picnic set in a secluded park. The sunset was gorgeous, the flowers were to die for, and Y/N looked breathtaking—much like the chicken she had cooked. Minjeong had been two seconds away from drinking the water from the small, polluted lake nearby after tasting the spicy food.
Y/N was as close to perfection as Minjeong had ever seen, but no one was completely perfect, and she had finally found a flaw in the doctor: her cooking skills.
Was Minjeong about to tell Y/N she didn't like the chicken?
Fuck no. She'd rather die.
She let out a small, confirming sound and looked away.
Y/N watched with a knowing smile as Minjeong struggled to keep a straight face. The guitarist’s attempt to act casual and not reveal her true feelings about the spicy meal was endearing, to say the least.
“You’re being awfully quiet,” Y/N teased, leaning her head back against the wall. “Anything to say about my cooking skills?”
She reached out, her fingers gently poking at Minjeong’s side, just above her hip.
Minjeong tensed at the poke, her eyes narrowing as Y/N continued to tease her. Damn, this woman was perceptive.
With a dramatic sigh, she relented. "Okay, fine. Your cooking..." She trailed off with a grimace, her tongue poking out. "Your cooking is..."
She looked at Y/N, who was watching her with a growing smirk, and let out another sigh.
Minjeong caught Y/N's hands in her own, halting the poking, and spoke up. "It's... perfect. I loved it. You can cook for me every day."
Y/N tilted her head as she listened to Minjeong's words, a knowing smile playing on her lips. It was adorable that the singer was trying so hard not to hurt her feelings. Just like it was adorable that Minjeong had kept eating the chicken that day at the park. Just like it was adorable that she was playing with her fingers right at that moment.
Y/N couldn't stop herself.
She cupped Minjeong's cheeks and leaned in to press their lips together.
Minjeong's heart halted.
Seven years and eight months.
That's how long she had been waiting for.
It was torturous to be so close to Y/N yet so far away. There had been several moments where she was a second away from losing all control and just kissing the doctor. But she told herself to be patient, to give Y/N her time and let her come to her instead of forcing anything.
Seven years and eight months...every second was worth the wait.
She was certain of that as she melted into the kiss.
Y/N smiled against Minjeong's lips, her fingers slipping into the soft strands of her hair. The kiss was gentle at first, a soft brush of their mouths against each other, but as the moment grew, the doctor's grip on her hair tightened, her desire growing with each passing second.
Minjeong deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue gently across Y/N's bottom lip, seeking entry. Her heart was racing, the feel of Y/N's body pressed against her own sending sparks of desire coursing through her veins.
Y/N was the first to pull away, lips brushing against Minjeong's as she spoke up in a raspy voice, "I could cook dinner for us tonight."
Minjeong's eyes widened in panic. She shook her head and wrapped her arms around Y/N's waist, pulling her impossibly closer.
"I'll be your dinner tonight, babe."
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Final Notes: Thank you so so much for everyone who commented on and liked my posts of this series. I honestly don't deserve all the love I've been getting but really appriciate it nonetheless. Thank uuu :)
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Enhypen hyung-line reaction to when they're too big for you?
Heeseung would be flattered. He knows that he probably shouldn’t enjoy seeing you struggle to put him in this much but, hell, he really does. You’re a stubborn one, he knows, that’s why he decides to help you out by massaging your clit to get you wetter, to get you dilate a little more for him. He’d be so comforting too, whispering sweet things into your ears to lessen your worries. And when his efforts finally worth the trouble and he manages to push himself in, it’s the best feeling — you feel so warm, so tight and so perfect that he literally wants to cry.
Jay would be speechless. I mean he does know that he’s thick and all but this, you not being able to fit it in your hole is something new, and certainly something unexpected. He’d be so confused and probably wouldn’t know what to do, like is he supposed to stop or is he supposed to go on? He doesn’t wanna be pushy but he doesn’t wanna give up either, which is why he takes a deep breath and just decides to take it easy. He might try and get you loosen up with his fingers first, adding enough fingers to reach his size to get you adjust to it before he puts it in again.
Jake would be turned on. Because how can he not when you’re barely able to take his tip inside your cute hole, your walls pulsing around him like crazy over the intense stretch. He would love watching you struggle with his size, and would most likely just bend you over and tell you to relax for him as he gives your cunt a long lick. He’d mouth fuck you first before he tries to actually fuck you again, and he would probably be amused by the sight of his lengthy shaft disappearing inside your tiny pussy once he does because that’s just the cutest thing ever.
Sunghoon would feel challenged. Your cunt might be a little small for his cock but he trusts himself, and he knows that with the right foreplay, he can get you all calm and relaxed, enough to fit his whole shaft inside your dripping wet pussy. So he takes his opportunity to play with you until he’s sure that you’re ready for him — he fingers you, eats you out and even gives you head just to prep you out for his dick. And once you’re ready he doesn’t hold back, he’s ready to ruin you and make you cry his name all night like a good little girl.
imagine if jeongie just panics and turns into her puppy form mid convo and when she shifts back to human form she goes
11 — feeling feelings
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