#haewon x reader

[blurmelonmilk]

Best friend's Twin Sister

Uni!Student fem!reader x Uni!Student Haewon

Status: ON HOLD

Synopsis: 2 months pasted after breaking up with your cheating ex, you felt better. However, your ex has plans to get you back.. To avoid him you looked for your best friend's hot twin sister for help. Whats gonna happen?

Note: My first Smau... we need more nmixx writers

Warning(s): Swearing, kys jokes, gay, simping and others

Profiles: gay bitches | they need therapy

Chapters:

01) Prologue

02) 2 months later (half written)

03) What....?! (half written)

04) Im gay now

05) new partner??

06) twin sister?

07) disapproval

08) a favor

08.2) a favor Pt2

09) master plan (half written)

10) date soon (short chapter)

11) date night (half written)

12) explanation

13) roadtrip

14)

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Started: 8/22/23

Ended: n/a

Taglist: (open)

[valentinedrifter]

Snippets with Haewon: Dreams

male reader x Oh Haewon

~1.5k words

A/N: Trying something different.

Trigger Warning: Talks of Death

You told yourself that letting her go was the right thing to do.

Everyday is a constant reminder that it is the worst decision of your life. Days that were spent celebrating every win you had at competitions felt empty, hollow. The apartment you lived in was bare, quiet. It doesn’t feel like a home. 

It’s a never ending cycle of waking up, eating, training, and sleeping. Any free time you have you spend every second doing chores, going on walks around the neighbourhood, more drills on the tennis court. Anything to get your mind from thinking about regret, about what could have beens, about her.

It’s fucking miserable.

The weather really didn’t help either. It wasn’t because it was gloomy, it was the fact that it’s the complete opposite. The forecast says that it’ll be ‘bright skies’ throughout the afternoon, and not a single vehicle in sight in your vicinity.

It was sunny. Like the world was telling you that it’s going to be okay. As if the Powers that be are giving you a good day. You never liked it when you get these types of days. Because it’s just another reminder that you couldn’t spend the good, relaxing days with her.

And if that wasn’t enough, the one car that you did see barely hit you when you were crossing the street. Guess Lady Luck is on your side today too.

You can’t help but feel something odd just happened.

You kept going, anywhere, everywhere. Streets flooded with the masses, food stalls on the sidewalk, cosplayers dancing, children playing. Seeing the joy on everyone’s faces as they go about their day with their loved ones makes you even more depressed.

You wish that you could have that too. Wish that you could be in her arms instead. Wish you never let her go.

And if you were ever given the opportunity to take it all back, you’d damn well take it.

You’re still walking, head down, lost inside of your own thoughts that you don’t realize that you’ve bumped into somebody. Head looks up, and raven eyes are piercing straight into yours. He’s wearing all white, practical, simple. He smells clean. Too clean.

“Sorry.” You mumble out, stepping to the side, continuing your walk. He doesn’t answer. Just staring at you, face blank, eyes following your every movement.

You see him a couple of more times along the way. Eating an ice cream, dancing with strangers, petting a dog. And every single time you cross paths, he’s still staring.

It’s making you anxious, making you look over your shoulder because you don’t know why he’s so fixated on you, making you walk faster, go through shortcuts you didn’t know existed-

“Hey stranger.” A voice. Angelic, soothing, familiar. Dressed in black, elegant, beautiful. Her face, beaming, smile reaching her eyes. You missed being on the receiving end of it.

“Haewon?” You know it’s her, just from that smile, but you still can’t help but ask. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d be in-” A hand grips your shoulder. Gentle, assuring, stern.

“I’m here for you.” Her hand slides down to hold yours. “Come on.” She pulls, and you follow.

“Wait, wait-” You pull back, shaking your head. “Why are you here? You’re supposed to be on the other side of the city.” 

A sigh. Defeated, tired, practiced. “I told you.” A tilt of her head. “I’m here for you. To take you where you need to go.”

“What-” You’re sputtering. “Take me where? I don’t even know what street we’re on!” Your hands explode outwards, confusion written in your entire body as Haewon simply stares. “Seriously, Haewon, you’re not making any sense-” You’re pacing, asking her so many questions, like how she knows where to find you, how she’s been, why she decided to show up today of all days.

So many more left unsaid between you two. So many broken promises you want to fix.

And all she does is smile. “It’s because you’re-” She stops, as if she got cut off. Then she huffs out a laugh. “Are you here for him too?”

You turn around to see the guy that’s been following you, looking at Haewon now. You can still smell how sterile he is from across the street.

He nods. Haewon shakes her head. “Did he make it?”

Another nod. Haewon sighs. “I suppose that’s that.” A clap echoes in the air. The air drizzles. The air rains. The air pours.

She waves, heading to enter another alleyway. “Follow him. He’ll take you back.” 

“Wait!” You shout. She stops. “Will I see you again?”

She smiles, and that one smile answered so many questions. “You will.” And she disappears, blending with the roar of the rain.

A tap on your shoulder. A hand outstretched, waiting for you. 

You realize that letting her go is the worst decision of your life.

Maybe this time you can have a chance to set things right.

You take it.

The hand burns.

You burn.

—

Oh Haewon was told not to let feelings interfere with the job.

Everyday is a constant reminder that she needs to stick to that motto. There is illness at every corner, internal battles within each person that she can only help reinforce with doses and drips. The smell of iron painting her gloves, her hands. The crying that echoes throughout the hallways when their loved ones join the ghosts of the night. 

It wasn’t easy, getting used to it. And maybe she could say that she has. Convinced herself that this is part of the dangers of her job. That even after everything that she’s seen, everything she’s done, Oh Haewon does it to save people.

It doesn’t stop her heart from breaking every time she hears a child crying. Doesn’t stop her mind from cracking under all of the pressure. Doesn’t stop the nightmares that take over her dreams when she sleeps.

But Oh Haewon powers through. Always remembering why she’s doing this. Why she’s still pushing forward after all of the suffering she’s witnessed, the blood she’s held in her hands, the torture she’s inflicting upon herself.

Part of it was because this was what she wanted. Years of studying to get her degree, to get her license to help treat people, get to know them, be a difference in their lives. It’s what she was born with, always helping, always trying to be that force of kindness that everyone needs. Part of it boiled down to a simple little object.

A ball. Small, pink, cotton worn from the passage of time. To anyone, it was just that. Something that she brings everyday to work as a ‘Stress Ball’ as one of her co-workers called it. 

To her? It was a remnant of the past, of a happier time, something that could’ve been if things were different. It’s a letter that somewhere in the world, one person still believes in her.

She really shouldn’t be keeping it anymore. Not after what happened. She doesn’t even know if he still remembers her.

A tiny part of her hopes that he still does.

Her pager rings out. “EMRGY RM. LVL 2. STAT.”

A deep breath. Another patient to save. Another shard that breaks her down just a bit more.

“Patient has-” Injuries are stated, vital signs are checked, and she’s so busy gloving up and listening to the diagnosis that she doesn’t stop to actually look at whoever’s on the bed. And when she does?

“We need to move him-” She never thought she’d see that face again. Especially not like this. Blood on the side of his face, burns all over his body. She feels sick to her stomach, that familiar urge to puke stirring deep inside of her once more.

“Losing too much blood-” She’s losing focus, losing herself in the emotions that she should never allow herself to feel on the job. Going down a spiral she doesn’t think she can get back up from. 

Until she sees it.

A necklace. It’s darkened from the fire, chains linked together from the heat of what it’s experienced, pendant deformed but still readable.

HWN

He still remembers. Still cares about her.

Oh Haewon was told not to let feelings interfere with the job.

Not today. Not with him on the line.

“Page doctor Park. Get him to the ICU.” Everyone’s scrambling, herself included as she preps the crash cart for transport.

She’s moving like a machine, adrenaline fueling her entire body as the stretcher is taken outside of the ER. Outside of her jurisdiction. And when it was time to pass him over to the people handling the ICU, her body numb, her mind restless, her heart wishful.

She calls out to another nurse, giving an excuse for a 5-minute break. She doesn’t know where she’s headed. Only that she ends up gazing at her own reflection in the mirror. The reflection stares back.

Oh Haewon feels a sting in her eyes, that familiar burn that she always tries to stop.

She doesn’t hold it back this time.

[ssulvyyy]

two hearts, one silence.

pairings: ohw x reader x kmj

synopsis: lee yn is the top student at her school — brilliant, introverted, and burdened by her parents’ sky-high expectations. living under constant pressure while watching her younger sister, lee hyein, enjoy an easier life, yn has learned to keep her head down and emotions locked away. she’s completely unaware that two of the school’s most popular athletes, kim minji and oh haewon from the basketball team, have quietly fallen for her. when minji and haewon realize they’re both smitten with the awkward top student, they form an unlikely pact: they’ll both try to win her heart, fair and square. but with yn mistaking all their sweet gestures as simple friendliness, the game of love becomes far more complicated than either athlete ever expected.

status: on hold and re-writing

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warnings: gayness, wrong grammar, jealously, dumbness, cringe, not funny, dad jokes, academic struggles, comparison, injuries, blood, and etc

genres: comedies, smau, wuhluhwuh, dumber and dumbest, school au, heavy angst (?) and etc

profiles: main lead - yn's side - haewon's side - minji's side

chapters:

one

two

three

four

five

six

seven

eight

nine

ten

eleven

twelve

thirteen

fourteen

fifteen

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[baelabong]

ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ꜰᴜᴇᴅ (ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ,ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ)

ʜᴇɪʀᴇꜱꜱ!ɢ!ᴘ! ʜᴀᴇᴡᴏɴ x ʜᴇɪʀᴇꜱꜱ!ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Plot: a bunch of rich kids fighting because of generational rivalry

Warnings: g!p, breeding, lowkey manipulative haewon

Wc: 5k

Rq: yes

The air in the boardroom is thick with tension, the silence oppressive. You sit across from Haewon, her icy gaze meeting yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. The contract lies between you, an unspoken challenge.

"Sign it, and we can both walk away from this mess," Haewon says, her voice calm but laced with a cold edge. Her perfectly manicured fingers tap the table impatiently, the only indication that she’s not as composed as she appears.

You narrow your eyes, refusing to be intimidated. "You think this contract will end it all? Our families have been at war for decades, Haewon. A few signatures won't erase the history between us."

She smirks, leaning back in her chair, her posture relaxed yet commanding. "History is written by the victors. And I don’t plan on losing."

Your heart pounds, anger simmering just beneath the surface. For years, you've been groomed to despise her, to see her as the enemy. But sitting here, face-to-face with the woman you’ve heard so much about, there’s a spark of something else—something dangerous and forbidden.

"You’re so sure of yourself," you say, trying to keep your voice steady, though the intensity of her gaze makes it difficult. "But this isn’t just about business, and you know it."

Her expression hardens, the playful smirk disappearing as quickly as it came. "What’s it about then? Revenge? Justice? Or is it just about proving you can beat me?"

Your silence speaks volumes. It’s all of those things and more. But admitting it would give her too much power over you, and you can't afford to let that happen.

"Think about what you’re throwing away," she continues, her tone almost coaxing now. "All for some petty vendetta. We could both walk away from this with our empires intact. No one else has to get hurt."

The sincerity in her voice catches you off guard, and for a moment, you wonder if she really means it. But then you remember your father’s stern warning, the weight of responsibility that rests on your shoulders.

"This isn’t just about me," you finally reply, your voice firm. "It’s about my family. About everything they’ve sacrificed to get us here."

"And what about you?" Haewon asks, her voice softer now, almost gentle. "What have you sacrificed?"

The question lingers in the air, heavy with implications. You want to brush it off, to act like it doesn’t matter, but the truth is, you’ve given up more than you care to admit. Your childhood, your freedom, even your chance at happiness—all sacrificed at the altar of family loyalty.

"I don’t have a choice," you say, the words feeling like a confession.

"There’s always a choice," Haewon counters, her eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.

Before you can respond, the door bursts open, and your father storms in, his face red with anger. "What the hell is going on here?" he demands, his voice booming through the room.

You stand up quickly, instinctively moving to his side. "We were just discussing the terms of the contract—"

"Terms?" He cuts you off, glaring at Haewon with barely contained rage. "The only terms are that her family finally pays for what they’ve done."

"Father, please," you start, but he waves you off.

"No more talking," he says, turning his attention back to Haewon. "This ends now."

Haewon stands, her demeanor calm despite the chaos unfolding around her. "Mr. Kim, if you’d just—"

"Save it," your father snaps, his eyes narrowing. "You think you can charm your way out of this? You’re just like your grandfather. A snake."

Haewon’s eyes flash with something dark and dangerous, but she doesn’t respond, choosing instead to meet his gaze with a steely determination.

You can feel the situation spiraling out of control, and for the first time, you’re not sure which side you’re on. The lines between right and wrong, loyalty and betrayal, start to blur.

"Enough!" you shout, your voice ringing out in the tense room. Both your father and Haewon turn to look at you, surprise etched on their faces.

"We’re not going to solve anything by yelling at each other," you continue, your heart pounding in your chest. "If we keep this up, we’ll destroy everything. Our businesses, our families, everything."

Your father’s face softens slightly, but his eyes remain hard. "And what do you suggest?"

You glance at Haewon, a silent understanding passing between you. "Let’s negotiate. But this time, we do it my way."

Haewon’s lips curve into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "Agreed."

As you sit back down, the tension in the room doesn’t dissipate, but something shifts. For the first time, you’re not just an adversary. You’re a player in a game where the stakes are higher than ever.

And as you lock eyes with Haewon, you can’t shake the feeling that this is only the beginning.

—------------

The first time you meet Haewon in a professional setting, it’s during a high-stakes negotiation between your two companies.

You sit at the head of the table, trying to project confidence as you go over the proposal. But the air is thick with tension, and you can feel Haewon’s eyes on you, scrutinizing your every move.

"Is that the best your family can offer?" Haewon’s voice cuts through the room, calm but with an underlying sharpness that makes you bristle. Her eyes lock onto yours, and you can’t help but feel a surge of frustration.

You take a deep breath, keeping your composure. "We believe this deal is in the best interest of both parties. A partnership could benefit us both."

Her lips curl into a smirk, a look that’s both infuriating and oddly captivating. "A partnership? How quaint. But I don’t settle for anything less than absolute control."

You can feel the eyes of your team on you, waiting to see how you’ll respond. The pressure is suffocating, but you refuse to let her see you falter. "Control doesn’t always guarantee success, Haewon. Sometimes, collaboration is what’s needed to ensure victory."

She leans in, her voice dropping to a level that only you can hear. "Victory is what I always achieve, darling. Don’t forget that." The way she says “darling” sends a shiver down your spine, a mix of condescension and something else you can’t quite place.

Before you can respond, the meeting ends in a stalemate, and the teams begin to file out of the room. But Haewon lingers, watching you with those unreadable eyes.

As you gather your things, she approaches, her steps deliberate and slow. "This isn’t over," she says, her voice low and smooth. "We’ll see who comes out on top."

You meet her gaze, refusing to back down. "I wouldn’t expect anything less."

She smiles, a small, knowing smile that makes your heart race in a way you’re not prepared to acknowledge. "Good. I like a challenge."

With that, she turns and walks away, leaving you standing there, your mind racing with a mix of anger, frustration, and something more complicated. The confrontation had left you rattled, not just because of her words but because of the way she looked at you—as if she saw something in you that no one else did.

---

The days that follow are filled with tension as both families prepare for the next round of negotiations. However, you can’t shake the feeling of unease that Haewon’s presence seems to have stirred within you. Despite your determination to see her as nothing more than an enemy, there’s something about her that keeps lingering in your mind.

One evening, as you’re going over documents in your office, your father calls you in for a meeting. His expression is stern, his tone serious as he informs you of a new development.

"We’ve been approached by the Oh family," he says, his voice laced with contempt. "They’ve made a proposal—a marriage alliance."

The words hit you like a punch to the gut. "A marriage alliance?" you repeat, disbelief coloring your voice.

"Yes," he confirms, his eyes narrowing. "They want to solidify their power by marrying Haewon to a member of our family. And they’ve asked for you."

The room feels like it’s closing in on you. The idea of marrying Haewon, of becoming part of her world, is both terrifying and… strangely compelling.

You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts. "We can’t agree to this. It’s a trap."

"Of course it is," your father agrees, his voice full of disdain. "But they’re desperate. Haewon needs a wife to continue their bloodline, and they see this as their best option."

The realization hits you—Haewon doesn’t just need a partner; she needs a wife to secure her position and fulfill her family’s expectations. The proposal is as much about survival as it is about power.

"And what do you want me to do?" you ask, your voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging inside you.

"We refuse, obviously," he says, his tone final. "But I need you to be the one to tell them. Make it clear that we won’t be manipulated into some outdated, archaic arrangement."

You nod, though your mind is far from made up. The thought of facing Haewon again, of telling her that you’re rejecting her, fills you with a strange sense of dread. But there’s no other choice—you’ve been given your orders, and you must follow through.

As you leave your father’s office, you can’t help but wonder what Haewon’s reaction will be. And, more disturbingly, you wonder why you care so much.

—-----------------

The ballroom is an opulent display of wealth and status, filled with the crème de la crème of South Korean society. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the room, illuminating the polished marble floors and lavish decorations. The sound of clinking glasses and polite conversation fills the air, but underneath the superficial pleasantries, the tension between your families simmers, threatening to boil over at any moment.

You find yourself seated beside Haewon at one of the long, elegantly set tables. It’s no coincidence—the seating arrangement is strategic, a forced proximity that neither of you can avoid. Haewon is the picture of composure, her tailored suit hugging her figure perfectly, her every movement exuding confidence and control. She greets those around her with a polite smile, but you can sense the underlying tension in her posture.

Your father, seated on your other side, wastes no time in making his feelings known. “I heard your company is struggling to keep up with the new regulations,” he says, his tone casual but his words barbed.

Haewon doesn’t miss a beat, her smile never wavering. “Regulations are an opportunity for innovation,” she replies smoothly, her voice carrying the weight of someone who’s used to winning.

You feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you listen to the exchange, the thinly veiled hostility cutting through the polite veneer of the dinner. You try to focus on the meal in front of you—a delicate arrangement of courses designed to impress—but it’s impossible to ignore the charged atmosphere.

As the conversation shifts to other topics, Haewon’s hand slips under the table, brushing against your knee. The contact is subtle, almost imperceptible to anyone else, but it sends a shockwave through your body. Your breath catches in your throat as her fingers rest lightly on your leg, the possessiveness in her touch unmistakable.

You shoot her a glance, trying to gauge her intentions, but she’s already turned her attention back to the conversation, responding to another of your father’s pointed remarks with her usual grace. The duality of her actions—cool and composed on the surface, but possessive and demanding beneath—leaves you feeling unsteady.

By the time dessert is served, the tension is almost unbearable. The rich chocolate torte on your plate goes untouched as you struggle to maintain your composure. Haewon’s hand hasn’t moved, her fingers occasionally tightening around your leg, sending shivers up your spine.

Finally, she leans in close, her breath warm against your ear. “Let’s take a walk,” she murmurs, her voice low and insistent.

Your heart races at the suggestion, but you know better than to refuse. With a nod, you quietly excuse yourself from the table, following Haewon out of the ballroom and into the cool night air.

The gardens outside the venue are a stark contrast to the opulence of the ballroom. Here, the air is fresh and crisp, the scent of blooming flowers mingling with the cool breeze. The moon casts a silver light over the neatly trimmed hedges and winding paths, creating an almost magical atmosphere.

You walk in silence for a few moments, the gravel crunching under your feet. The distance from the ballroom feels like a reprieve, but the tension between you and Haewon is still palpable. The facade you both maintained during dinner begins to crumble, the weight of everything unsaid pressing down on you.

“Why are you doing this?” you finally demand, turning to face her. Your voice is a mix of frustration and something else—something more dangerous, more vulnerable. “You have everything, Haewon. Why can’t you just leave us alone?”

Haewon stops, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat. “Because, *Y/N*, you’re the only one who ever challenges me,” she says, her voice low and steady. “The only one who doesn’t bow down or cower in fear.”

You open your mouth to retort, but the words die on your lips as she takes a step closer, her presence overwhelming. She’s close enough now that you can feel the warmth of her body, smell the faint scent of her perfume—a mixture of jasmine and something uniquely her.

“I’ve spent my life surrounded by people who want something from me,” she continues, her hand reaching up to cup your jaw, her touch both gentle and commanding. “But you—” she trails off, her thumb brushing lightly across your cheek. “You make me want something I can’t have.”

Her admission hits you like a punch to the gut, the raw honesty in her voice leaving you breathless. For a moment, you’re both suspended in the gravity of her words, the world around you fading into the background.

Before you can respond, she kisses you. The kiss is hard and demanding, a clash of pent-up frustration and longing that neither of you can control. You’re powerless to resist, your anger melting into a desperate need as you kiss her back with equal fervor. Her hands move to your waist, pulling you closer, and you can feel the rapid beat of her heart against your chest, mirroring your own.

You pull away slightly, breathless and dazed, your lips tingling from the intensity of the kiss. Haewon rests her forehead against yours, her breathing heavy as she tries to steady herself.

“Why does it have to be like this?” you whisper, your voice trembling with the weight of your emotions.

“Because we’re on opposite sides,” Haewon replies, her voice barely above a whisper. “But that doesn’t change what I feel.”

You’re silent for a moment, the reality of your situation crashing back down on you. “What about our families?” you ask, your voice filled with uncertainty. “What about everything that stands between us?”

You step back, the distance between you suddenly feeling like a chasm. “We can’t,” you say, your voice cracking under the weight of the words. “We can’t do this, Haewon. Our families… they’ll never allow it. And I can’t—I won’t betray them.”

Haewon’s expression falters, the mask of confidence slipping just enough for you to see the pain beneath. “You’re choosing them over us?” she asks, her voice filled with a mix of disbelief and hurt.

“I’m choosing the only life I’ve ever known,” you respond, your heart breaking with every word. “I can’t just walk away from that.”

The silence that follows is suffocating, the weight of your decision hanging heavy between you. Haewon looks at you, her eyes filled with an emotion you can’t bear to face, before she finally nods, her jaw clenched in an effort to maintain her composure.

—--------------

On a rainy evening, you find yourself waiting in a dimly lit café on the outskirts of Seoul. The soft patter of raindrops against the window provides a soothing backdrop to the storm of emotions you’re feeling. You’ve chosen this place for its anonymity, hoping it will shield you both from the prying eyes of your respective families.

As you sip your coffee, the bell above the door jingles, and Haewon steps in, her hair damp from the rain but her expression composed. She scans the room briefly before spotting you and making her way over.

“Hey,” she says, sliding into the seat opposite you, her voice soft but laden with the weight of unspoken words.

“Hey,” you reply, trying to keep your tone casual despite the whirlwind of thoughts racing through your mind. You reach across the table, your fingers brushing hers in a gesture that feels both intimate and illicit.

Haewon’s eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the world outside the café seems to disappear. “I’ve missed you,” she says quietly, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain.

“I’ve missed you too,” you admit, your voice cracking slightly as you struggle to hold back your emotions. “But this—us—it's so complicated.”

“I know,” Haewon says, her gaze dropping to the table. “But I can’t help how I feel. Every moment we’re apart, I keep thinking about what we could have.”

A sigh escapes your lips as you look at her, the conflict within you mirrored in her eyes. “We can’t keep meeting like this, Haewon. What if someone finds out? What if they—”

“I don’t care,” she interrupts, her voice tinged with frustration. “I can’t keep living this double life. I need you to understand that.”

You reach out and take her hand, your thumb brushing over her knuckles in a soothing gesture. “I do understand,” you say softly. “But there’s so much at stake. Our families… everything we’ve worked for.”

“I know,” Haewon replies, her expression pained. “But sometimes, the risk is worth it. Sometimes, what we have is worth fighting for.”

Despite the turmoil, you and Haewon continue to find moments of intimacy, each one a fleeting escape from the reality you both face. One night, after a particularly tense business meeting, you find yourselves alone in a private suite of a high-end hotel. The room is dimly lit, the city lights casting a soft glow through the large windows.

As soon as the door closes behind you, Haewon pulls you into her arms, her lips finding yours in a passionate kiss that speaks of longing and desperation. The kiss deepens as she presses you against the wall, her hands roaming over your body as if trying to make up for all the lost time.

You respond eagerly, your hands threading through her hair, pulling her closer. The intensity of the moment is both exhilarating and overwhelming, the knowledge that this is all you can have adding a bittersweet edge to your desire.

Between kisses, Haewon whispers against your lips, “I can’t stop thinking about you. About us.”

You pull back slightly, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you look into her eyes. “I know. But this can’t go on forever. We’re running out of time.”

Haewon’s eyes are filled with a mixture of longing and frustration. “I don’t care,” she says, her voice shaking slightly. “I just want to be with you, even if it’s only for a little while longer.”

You can’t deny the pull of her words, the depth of your own feelings. “Alright,” you say, your voice steady despite the storm of emotions within you. “We’ll make the most of the time we have.”

As your lips meet again, the world outside fades away. Haewon’s hands move with deliberate tenderness, slowly undressing you both until you’re skin to skin. The heat between you intensifies, and she guides you to the bed, her touch gentle but insistent.

Haewon’s breath hitches as she hovers over you, her eyes searching yours for any hesitation. Seeing none, she leans down, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, “Please, let me take you.”

Her voice, trembling with need, sends a shiver down your spine. You nod, your consent unspoken but clear in the way your body arches into hers.

Her voice, trembling with need, sends a shiver down your spine. You nod, your consent unspoken but clear in the way your body arches into hers.

With a tenderness that contrasts the urgency in her movements, Haewon enters you slowly but deliberately. The sensation draws a soft whimper from her, and she pauses, as if savoring the moment. “You feel so perfect,” she murmurs, her forehead resting against yours.

You close your eyes, losing yourself in the rhythm she sets, in the way she moves inside you with a mixture of reverence and desperation. The guilt and turmoil that await you both outside this room momentarily fade as you surrender to the intimacy you share, each touch, each kiss, a silent promise to make the most of the time you have left.

As you cling to her, your fingers digging into her back, leaving long red marks, making Haewon hiss.

Haewon’s restraint begins to crumble as her need overtakes her. She starts moving faster, her breath hot against your neck as she presses deeper into you. The intensity of her movements pulls a moan from your lips, one that only seems to drive her wilder.

“God, you feel so good,” Haewon groans, her voice rough and desperate. She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. “I’m gonna fill you up,” she whispers, the words cutting through the haze of pleasure enveloping you both.

Her thrusts become more frantic, her hips snapping against yours with a force that leaves you breathless. The bed creaks under the weight of your shared desire, the sound mixing with the ragged breaths and moans that fill the room.

“Make sure that a new bloodline is secure for my family,” Haewon murmurs, the words spilling out between gasps. There’s an edge to her voice, a mix of urgency and something darker that sends a thrill down your spine. “I’ll make sure of it… make sure you’re full of me.”

The intensity of her words and the way she’s taking you, claiming you, sends you spiraling. You cling to her, your nails digging into her back as the pleasure mounts, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge.

“Haewon,” you manage to gasp out, your voice trembling as the sensation overwhelms you.

“Say my name,” she demands, her pace quickening even more. Her teeth graze your collarbone, her breath hot against your skin. “Let everyone know who you belong to.”

“Haewon,” you cry out again, louder this time, your back arching as she pushes you closer to the brink.

“I’m close,” she growls, her movements growing almost frantic. “I’m so close… I want to feel you come around me. Now.”

The command in her voice, the raw desire and possession, sends you over the edge. You cry out, your body tensing as pleasure crashes through you, and Haewon follows seconds later, her hips jerking against yours as she groans your name, filling you just as she promised.

For a moment, the world is nothing but the sensation of her inside you, the sound of her ragged breaths mixing with yours. Slowly, the frenzy of the moment ebbs, leaving you both trembling and breathless.

Haewon collapses beside you, her arms still wrapped around you tightly, as if afraid to let you go. Her face is buried in your neck, and you can feel her heartbeat slowing against your chest.

You’re both silent for a long time, the only sound the soft rustling of the sheets as you cling to each other, the reality of your situation creeping back in. But for now, neither of you moves, unwilling to let the moment end.

“Thank you,” Haewon whispers finally, her voice soft, almost broken. “For this… for being mine, even if it’s only for now.”

You don’t respond, instead, you hold her tighter.

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One evening, after a particularly brutal encounter at another business meeting, you meet Haewon in a secluded location—a luxury hotel room you’ve both come to use as your hideaway. The moment you walk in, the tension is already suffocating, your emotions swirling in a chaotic storm you can no longer contain.

“You were ruthless today,” you accuse, pacing the room with a fury that’s been building for months. “You knew exactly what that deal meant to my family, and you tore it apart like it was nothing. You don’t care about anyone but yourself, do you? It’s always about what Haewon wants, what Haewon needs!”

Haewon stands by the window, her gaze cold and impassive as she watches you. “I did what I had to. Just like you would have,” she responds, her voice devoid of emotion, as if your anger means nothing to her.

“That’s it?” you scoff, feeling your blood boil. “After everything we’ve done, everything I’ve given up for you, this is how you treat me? I showed you how committed I was to you last night, Haewon! I gave you everything, and this is what you do in return? You destroy what’s left of my family’s business without a second thought?”

Her indifference is like a slap in the face, and it ignites something feral inside you. “You’re heartless,” you spit, your voice shaking with a mixture of anger and hurt. “You use people, discard them when they’re no longer useful to you, and now you’re doing it to me.”

Haewon doesn’t flinch at your words. Instead, a smirk tugs at the corners of her mouth, as if she’s amused by your outburst. “You knew what this was from the start,” she says, taking a step toward you. “You knew exactly who I am.”

Her calm, almost mocking tone drives you over the edge. “I hate you,” you snarl, but the words are hollow, your body betraying you as she approaches.

Before you can protest further, Haewon’s lips crash against yours, her kiss rough and possessive, leaving no room for resistance. Her hands grip your hips, and in one swift motion, she pushes you onto the bed. The intensity in her eyes as she hovers over you sends a thrill down your spine, your anger morphing into something darker, something primal.

“Don’t pretend you’re any different,” she hisses against your lips, her breath hot and sharp. “You’re just like me, willing to do whatever it takes to get what you want.”

You try to hold on to your anger, but it slips away with every touch, every rough caress. As Haewon tears at your clothes, her hands moving over your body with a mix of brutality and familiarity, you find yourself wanting more, craving the way she dominates you, the way she makes you forget everything else.

Haewon enters you without warning, the suddenness of it pulling a cry from your lips. She moves with a brutal kind of passion, each thrust harder than the last, her pace unrelenting. You cling to her, your nails digging into her back as you curse her, your words a mix of anger and desperation.

“I hate you,” you gasp, pulling her closer, wanting her deeper despite the venom in your words. Her big dick hitting all the good spots in you as you continue “You’re a selfish, manipulative—”

But your words are cut off by a moan as Haewon slams into you harder, her lips curling into a dark smile. “Keep talking,” she taunts, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “I love it when you curse me while I’m fucking you.”

The contradiction of your anger and the pleasure she’s forcing out of you leaves you dizzy, lost in the overwhelming sensations. You can’t hold back the moans that escape your lips, the way your body arches into hers, needing more, craving the way she’s taking you, claiming you.

Haewon’s laughter echoes in your ears, dark and full of control. “You can’t resist me,” she says, her tone triumphant. “No matter how much you fight it, you always come back to me. You love this, don’t you? You love how I fuck you, how I make you forget everything else.”

You squirt out while clenching as hard as you can on Haewon “shit shit shit shit, keep clenching on me. Ive only fu-fuck fucked you once yet your trying so hard to milk me dry”

“Do you want my babies that bad?”, Haewon snickers

And in that moment, it’s true. The anger, the accusations, they all fade away as you’re consumed by the way Haewon pounds into you, her movements rough and unforgiving, but exactly what you need. You cling to her, pulling her closer, as if she’s the only thing anchoring you in this twisted reality.

“I hate you,” you whisper one last time, but the words are empty, meaningless as you surrender completely to her, lost in the intensity of her touch, her dominance.

“You’re mine,” Haewon growls, her pace quickening, her thrusts becoming more frantic, more desperate. “You’ll always be mine.”

And as she pushes you over the edge, taking you with a force that leaves you breathless, you realize that you don’t care. Haewon shudders, emptying herself in you, not pulling out.

“Can I please stay in you?”, she whispers against your shoulder as you nod.

Carrying you as you wrap your legs around her waist, her cock still in you, making you moan as she brought you two to the bed, kissing you. The toxicity of your relationship is forgotten in the haze of pleasure, in the way she makes you feel alive, wanted, and completely hers.

In the end, all you can think about is how much you love this, how much you love her, even as she destroys everything around you.

[the-roo-too]

cosmic -> nmixx ver

one month vs one year with them

lily jin morrow | 🐨

one month: very shy around you! a blushy baby and probably very nervous to do anything because she doesn’t wanna overstep any boundaries 😭 

one year: what is a boundary? she wakes you up belting a different song every day BFR she’s still a little shy but only like when you say something very flirty or something. also BIG on pda like your hands are glued together

oh haewon | 🐻‍❄️

one month: she’s almost intimidating yk. i mean she asked you to be her gf and all but it’s like there’s this small tension between the two of you. because of that you like barely do couple stuff lol especially pda

one year: you low key miss her being a little closed off bc my girl is an oversharer 💖 good thing about that is that you’re always in on the kpop idols drama lol. pda is a ting too ☝️ unless she wants to be professional. i’m telling you her work mode in the studio? another level

seol yoona | 🐰

one month: she’s stressing around you 😥 she just wants everything to be perfect! she thinks you might leave if the beginning of the relationship is rocky :( spoiler alert you’re not going anywhere lol you’re too smitten, she’s stuck with you.

one year: much more casual about everything! last minute dates are a norm :3 but also she’s still so caring about the small details cause she wants everything to be perfect for her baby still

bae jinsol | 🐥

one month: she tries really hard to be so goofy and so chill 😭 like masking her being a little nervous about the relationship with humour you know what i mean? but im gonna say she’s big on public affection since day one 😔✊ only true one let’s be fair

one year: still goofy and chill! just now you can see her true personality. and it’s chaos honestly. but you love her chaos, just like you love her :3 but the amount of times you get in trouble with her manager because of her silly antics……..

kim jiwoo | 🐶

one month: she tries her best to be chill with you 🫶 small steps but she has to get used to having her own personal cheerleader. i’m gonna say you two go on fairly frequent dates but after one month you haven’t been introduced to her members yet

one year: so you practically live in the dorm by now. do you sleep on the couch because the unnie line wanted no funny business? yes, absolutely. but you still have your silly gf who sometimes sneaks out in the middle of the night to go cuddle with you on your couch lol

jang kyujin | 🐱

one month: you’re more like close friends than partners honestly. you hug a lot and like cuddle but nothing more really. she doesn’t wanna rush whatever is blooming between the two of you 🥹 but you met her members even before the two of you started dating, so now it’s just a matter of getting them to be chill around you

one year: much to your girlfriend’s dismay, the eldest of the group offers you adoptions papers like twice a week. you’re now part of the family. and if she was cuddly before, now she’s stuck to your side like a koala. you’re inseparable 🤞

part of [the cosmic] collection

[seullovesme]

jealousy w/ oh haewon

pairing ⥬ haewon x reader

warnings ⥬ none, haewon is js a loser :p

jealousy series

haewon is terrible at flirting; she even admitted it herself. she doesn’t know how to express her feelings without being too straight forward, so when she was experiencing that familiar feeling of jealousy, she did what she was good at and played it off with some jokes.

when that girl came over, she panicked on the inside and reverted to her awkward jokester ways. she was clearly into you, and both you and haewon could see it. haewon didn’t mean for the words “ohh, you two look good together!” to slip out, but the thought of you possibly taking interest in this person was clouding her head like a bad dream. she wished she never said anything because the girl blushed and twirled the ends of her hair like a school girl and you rubbed your neck as you looked away. haewon swore in her mind and pursed her lips, cringing at how dumb she was for making a joke about you two getting together. what if this led to that actually happening? then what? the girl added onto the joke by pushing your shoulder playfully, spewing some nonsense about not complaining if that were to be the case. haewon committed and hyped her up playfully, but you kept your eyes on her and wondered why she was doing that.

as soon as she realized that the girl was going to take this chance, haewon brought her jokes to a full stop. while the girl reached into her bag for her phone to exchange digits, haewon quickly latched onto you and stared the girl dead in the eyes. before you could comment, your best friend put out her hand with her fingers spread, motioning for the girl to stop. haewon muttered a quick goodbye as she turned to walk away with you being dragged as a result, the girl left in your dust. when haewon finally stopped, you questioned her actions. she got red in the face and looked to the ground as she explained how her actions were all because she had feelings that were more than friendly and that she couldn’t stand to pretend that her joke that went so wrong wasn’t affecting her in the slightest. she meant to lighten the mood with a joke since she felt it was a bit tense, but she only ended up making things much worse. haewon apologized, but all you could focus on was her subtle confession. “you like me…?” she realized what she had said and covered her mouth with a small gasp. whoops! at least you walked out hand in hand, no longer with your best friend but instead your girlfriend.

[amuyyi]

recess .

synopsis; you were an ideal student. obedient, quiet, educated, and experienced. oh haewon was not. immature and childish, yet still above you academically and with everyone wrapped around her finger. everyone except you. you refuse to be reeled in by her natural charm and hope to make it out of this project alive, with or without her.

trope; non idol!haewon x fem!reader, sort of academic rivals to lovers, uni au, fluff,

wc; 5.1k

cw; some swearing

a/n; just wanted to write something a little silly :3 seeing haewon with kids is so </3 didnt proofread again and im zzzz

“… and Song y/n, your partner will be Oh Haewon.”

“WHAT?!” A pair of shrill voices rang out throughout the classroom, causing not only the students but also the professor to jump at the sudden sound. 

You wildly grip at the pen within your hand, the plastic material beneath your fingers creaking and threatening to break at any second. No. There's no way you’re paired up with her.

Oh Haewon, second year university student, business major, and the bane of your existence. 

She is loud, immature, annoying, always out partying, a chronic class-skipper, never pays attention during lectures, and never actually talks about the material during discussion. She claims that everything she does is a form of “networking,” but you don't buy it. It's all just an excuse to keep on slacking off. Despite this, almost everybody who came across Oh Haewon’s path practically fell in love with her at first sight. 

Everyone except you. 

The worst part about it all? Was the fact that she was seemingly the best performing student out of all the classes you two ended up taking together. She somehow managed to even beat you. No matter how good you do during exams or projects, or how long you dedicate to studying, Haewon always manages to get a higher score. You don’t think she even studies!

You, Song y/n, were a perfect student. Business major, second year, and valedictorian of your graduating high school class. You were quiet, but confident, you always turned your assignments in on time and dedicated many hours of rigorous study time for all of your classes. You held a paid internship on campus as well as an executive board position within a business club on campus and a volunteer organization as well. The odds were entirely in your favor.

Your horrified gaze slowly shifts towards the other girl from across the room, who sat in her seat with her hands dug deep within her dark bobbed hair. Seems like Haewon wasn't all too fond of the idea of being your partner either.

Timidly raising your hand, you try to speak up, try to fight for better treatment for you and your sanity, but the professors ice cold glare cuts you off as he speaks,

“As of now, partner assignments are final. If there are genuine issues between partners that hinder either one's ability to create an effective marketing strategy, come to me in a week. No sooner. I specifically hand picked your partners for a reason.” 

You silently slump back down into your seat, defeated, and you can hear a faint thump from across the classroom. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Haewon’s face buried within her desk. Must’ve slammed her head into the table at the news. You would have done the same if you cared as little for your image as Haewon did.

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The sound of snickering and nails quickly tapping against a phone screen was all you could hear within the silent study room. Your eyebrow twitches irritably as you try to focus on the powerpoint slide in front of you, but the words on the screen seem to melt into one another as you hear the girl slam her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh. 

Unable to subdue your temper, you slam your laptop screen shut, the sound bouncing off the rooms walls as Haewon jumps within her seat, nearly dropping her phone as she stares at you with comically wide eyes. 

“Are you serious right now, Haewon? I haven’t even seen you actually add anything to the presentation since we got here.” 

The shorter girl rolls her eyes as she leans back in her chair, avoiding your gaze as she responds, “We already established who’s doing what, I can just do it later,” She shrugs, and the careless sight irritates you to no end. “You do the more technical stuff like research, budgeting, or whatever,  while I do the stuff that actually matters like target audience analysis and promotion– ‘cause I highly doubt you know how to actually charm potential investors with that stick up your a–”

Heat rapidly rushes to your face as you lunge forward across the table, hand slamming onto the table as you stick your finger in Haewon’s face to cut off her sentence. “That is just… So… Disgusting!! How can you even speak to me like that?!” 

You knew how to socialize and talk to people…! It's just that nobody ever wanted to stick around, that's all… And you preferred it that way, actually. Nobody can drag you down if you simply stick to your numbers and graphs, no people involved.

Haewon snickers at your response as you sit back down, rubbing your temples as you try to steady your breathing, a bit embarrassed that you allowed yourself to snap like that in front of her of all people..

“Look, if you were just going to do it all at home, why are you still here?” You try to speak in a neutral tone, but it was difficult to remain composed after your outburst. You can feel your eyebrow twitching once again as you speak.

A sinister smirk forms on her lips as she finally looks you in the eye. “‘cause I know it pisses you off.” 

You have to firmly bite the inside of your cheek to the point where you worry about drawing blood in order to hold yourself back from tackling this girl and beating her to a pulp right then and there. Taking a deep breath, you simply open your laptop and get back to organizing the format of the presentation in silence. Fine then. She can go on and be that way and be uncooperative. What did it matter to you? It seemed like you had to do most of the work, as always. From above the top of your laptop, you can spot Haewon rolling her eyes once again and resume texting whoever may be taking her attention away on the phone.

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Unfortunately, Haewon was not as incapable as you expected her to be. She actually put some effort into her parts of the project, and they were actually pretty good. She knew exactly what people wanted, and even proposed ideas you never would have thought to be effective on your own. Haewon was a people’s person, and people with that kind of natural charm make it far within the world of business. Asking to change partners would prove inefficient for you.

You’d never tell her that to her face though. 

For the rest of the month, you and Haewon had come to a mutual agreement. Meet once a week on Wednesdays, around 2-4 PM at the business building on campus. Work on the project, then leave. More often than not, the two of you would work in silence, and you simply chose to not make any comments if she happened to be on her phone giggling to herself during the session. She wasn’t worth it. Besides, you had other things to worry about. Upcoming midterms, exec board event planning, your internship. It was a lot, but you could handle it as long as everything went according to your precise and calculated schedule.

Haewon had been pretty respectful of your established meeting time for the past three weeks, but of course, something had to come up when week four came around. Right when you had another major presentation for your business club to prepare for as well. You had been settled down into the study room you always rented out every Wednesday tapping away at your laptop when your phone vibrated. Unusual. You had do not disturb on. 

Oh Haewon [13:55] – hey

Oh Haewon [13:55] –  i wont be able to make it to the business building on time today

Oh Haewon [13:55] – i would ask to rain check but i know ull throw a fit bc i ruined ur schedule or sum

Oh Haewon [13:55]  – so can u just meet me at the child development lab instead?

… Child development laboratory? Your eyebrows knit together as you stare at the text on your screen. What could she possibly be doing there?

Come to think of it, you don’t really know much about Haewon to begin with. You tried to rack your brain for any information about your class partner outside of the obvious, and… Nothing. You knew nothing of her hobbies, interests, actual activity outside of her public outings. Not that she really mattered or interested you in the slightest, but the idea of simply being out of the loop with someone who played a major part in your weekly schedule made you a bit… Uncomfortable?

Sighing, you begin to pack up your belongings. She could have at least told you this before you already arrived and got settled in the private study room. That's what you get for being 30 minutes early to everything, you suppose. You now either have to move everything in your schedule back, or do a whole revamp of the entire week. You take a breath. It’ll be fine. 

If your memory serves you correctly (in which it always does) the next bus that arrives will take you near the lab. An annoyed huff leaves your lips as you zip up your bag. So much for routine.

Your phone rings out one more time.

Oh Haewon [14:07] — skasdkfj apple kjj k

You’re convinced Oh Haewon has officially gone crazy.

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After hopping off the bus and walking in whatever direction Google Maps told you to go, you eventually found yourself at the doors of a building you’ve only ever occasionally passed by on walks. It had a mural of multiple colorful images along its walls, from a giant sun with a smiley face to different kinds of flowers and other doodles scribbled on the brick. Your eyes shift towards the side, where a fenced in play area lay. The sounds of multiple children laughing and screaming made a small smile form on your lips, and you couldn’t help but approach the edge of the fence to watch the young ones play.

You weren’t all too big on kids, more focused on your own academics and staying afloat while in university, but the sight of them still managed to soften your harsh demeanor. They were so innocent and pure, you sometimes wish you could go back in time and relive your childhood once more. You catch sight of a little girl chasing another, flower in hand. The both of them laughing excitedly before one screamed out, “let's go show Haewon-unnie!!” 

Haewon-unnie?

Cocking your head to the side in confusion, you watch as the pair of girls scamper towards the wall of the building, where a very preoccupied Haewon remains, squatting down while a horde of children literally climb all over her. One of the kids had a hold of her phone, and another was choking her, his arms wrapped around her neck in an attempt to dangle off of her like some sort of monkey bar. 

You would’ve laughed at the sight if it didn’t look like Haewon was on the brink of actually getting taken out by a mass of children.

“Haewon?” You call out.

The smothered girl’s head whips towards the direction of your voice, though she struggled to exactly spot you as one of the little girls started to cover her eyes very aggressively as she begged for a turn to play with Haewon.

“Y-Y/n?” She squeaks out, gently shaking the climbing kids off her as she meets you at the fence, one of the kids in her arms as the rest of the kids flock after her. It almost looked like she was a mother duck with her little ducklings. 

The child in her arms was holding a rolled up pillbug, and you find yourself incing away at the sight of the isopod, a bit deterred from bugs. “Hey,” Haewon simply greets, looking a bit exhausted, but you couldn’t tell if it was from the kids or the sight of you.

“Hey…” you greet back awkwardly, looking down at all of the kids by Haewons feet. You had no idea how old they were— honestly you had no idea how kids of specific ages were supposed to look like, but with how these kids were acting, you assumed they were possibly around kindergarten age? 

Each and every kid had something very interesting to say.

“Haewon-unnie, can you please play pretend with us? We need a dog!!”

“Haewon-noona, look at this dead mantis I found!!”

“Haewon-unnie, who's that?? She's reaaallllyy pretty !! Can she play with us?”

“Yeah yeah!! Can she? Huh??”

Haewons face immediately flushes red as she uses her free hand to cover one of the little girl’s face in its entirety as she goes, “Hyunjoo, shush!”

You cover your mouth with your hand to hide the smile forming on your lips, “So… Is this what's stopping you from being able to meet today?”

An exasperated sigh escapes Haewons lips as she nods, “I can't leave until one of the workers or researchers on shift turns up and it's been like an hour and nobody has shown.”

A small frown tugs on your lips as you listen to what Haewon has to say, watching as multiple children tug at the hem of her shirt from every direction, and one was even trying to untie her shoe. Haewon looked.. Helpless, albeit a bit desperate as well. None of this was your problem really, worst case scenario you just had to do Haewon’s half of the work that was meant to be completed today. Yet you still find yourself looking between the overwhelmed Haewon and the kids and feel a sense of familiarity towards the circumstance… You can't believe you were doing this. 

“I.. Can probably help you out until someone arrives.”

Haewons eyes widen as the kid in her arms tries to feed her the pillbug, in which she arches her head away as she speaks, “Really? I wont be messing up your perfectly punctual schedule you have for today? I bet you had to make some sacrifices to come here.” She teases near the end of her sentence, and you feel your face heating up once again.

“I don't….!” You exhale, “Have a schedule…” You lie through your gritted teeth before shaking your head, “Look, do you want my help or not? The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can get back to–”

“The project, yeah yeah I know. That's all it is with you, isn't it?”

Offended, you open your mouth to retort until Haewon opens up the fence gate to allow you in, immediately sending around two or three children your way, tugging at your hands, shirt, and pant legs as they guide you inside.

“Don’t be too rough with her, guys!”

For the next hour or so, you had learned a lot whilst working with the children at the lab.

For starters, you had learned that Hyunjoo had a crush on Jeonghyun last week, but now has a crush on Hwan after Jeonghyun accidentally spilt grape juice on her dress. Also, Bora and Somin are best friends, but only one of them got invited to Kiwoo’s birthday party on Saturday, so there's some unresolved tension in the air.

Alongside the lives of these children at the facility, you also learned a bit about Haewon. 

“Yeah, I spend my free time volunteering here when I don’t have class. There's not a lot of teachers here who research, and there's even less students majoring in child education or anywhere else in a similar, so I figured it’d be nice to help out while my schedule is still free,” Haewon says while sat down in a comically small chair, watching as a small girl pours muddy dirt water from a toy teapot into her even tinier toy teacup. 

“A lot of parents within the town need a place to drop their kids off while they work their usual nine to fives, and the children's education department needs all the help it can get. Sometimes I skip class to cover shifts just so these kids aren't alone… And sometimes I just skip because I’m hungover,” she chuckles.

You feel your heart melt a bit at Haewon’s words as you hold one end of a jump rope, aiding the two girls from before in their game. Haewon was actually… Sweet? At least with kids. They all seemed to naturally flock to her, and she had no problem talking and interacting with them in return. You on the other hand were a bit awkward with the kids, but it was alright because kids don’t think anything is awkward at this age. This wasn't the lazy, inconsiderate asshole you’ve been despising for the past year.

Staying silent, you nod as you simply listen to Haewon ramble on, sharing little tid bits and stories of her life you never would have heard otherwise.

“I tried to get my roommate, Jinsol, to join me one day and it went to actual shi– I mean, it went horribly,” Haewon corrected herself with a very indiscreet cough before continuing on, “They all ignored her! When she tried talking to them she made the kids cry. She didn't even do anything and they already didn't like her!” She laughs out as she makes her way to tend to another kid, a little boy latched onto her leg as she goofily limps her way across the playground.

“Still, I’m surprised they like you so much. You’re normally such a stick in the mud. Maybe the kids see something I don't.”

Furrowing your brows, you look back at Haewon, but she was already preoccupied trying to separate two boys that were trying to make beetles fight in a plastic bucket. See something she doesn't? What does she even mean by that?

The children had the both of you running around like headless chickens. A pair of girls wanted to play house with you two, and assigned you and Haewon as “mom” and “dad.” Needless to say, it was awkward, the first interactions between you and the shorter girl being rather stiff and tense– but you also learned that you are actually an incredible child actor once you got into it, and played the role of “mommy” perfectly in (all of) their eyes.  

Another pair of boys wanted to use you and Haewon for a piggy back ride race. Apparently, being cooped up inside studying all of the time did not make you the most fit person, and Haewon quite literally left you and your piggyback partner in the dust. You couldn’t be mad about it though, she the kid looked happy.

In due time, a fellow university student finally arrived, apologizing profusely for the tardiness as Haewon simply waves her off, insisting it wasn’t a big deal and she wore out the kids to make things easier for the next shift.

The pair of you wave goodbye to the kids as you close the fence gate behind you, dusting off your hands as Haewon lets out a sigh of relief, taking a moment to relax and stretch as a cool breeze picks up. You decide to close your eyes and take in the peace as well. You don't know when was the last time you really did anything “fun” or even let loose for that matter. The kids were a lot, but it was refreshing. Different.

The sound of Haewons stomach growling breaks the comforting silence, and you open your eyes, looking at the shorter girl with a quirked brow.

“Have you not eaten yet?”

“Ahah… No.” She sheepishly comments, “Normally I grab something to bite between my shift and our study sesh on Wednesday, but I’ve been helping out for hours by now.”

Unexpectedly, a wave of concern washes over you as she speaks. 

“It doesn’t matter though, let's find somewhere to finish up the last part of our project and we can finally leave each other alo–”

“You’re going to eat.” The words almost seemed foreign coming out of your mouth, or perhaps they felt that way because you were speaking them to Haewon.

Confused, Haewon stares at you as if you’ve grown a second head. “What?”

“You’re going to eat,” you repeat matter of factly, “You can't focus on the project if you’re hungry.” 

Quickly tapping into your phone and looking into google maps, you were quickly able to find a restaurant nearby for the two of you to dine at. 

“There's a restaurant about a 10 minute walk away from here. It closes at 7. We’re going.”

Before Haewon can even get a proper response out, you had already grabbed onto her wrist. You really didn’t want to think too hard about what you were doing… What are you even doing? Shaking your head, you drag her down the street, the bob haired girl nearly tripping on her own two feet before she falls in line next to you, just about as confused and unsure as you were.

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The walk to the restaurant was… Fine. Albeit a bit awkward. Haewon wasn’t really expecting you to take her somewhere to do anything but study, and you weren't really expecting yourself to do that either. Apparently Haewon was the type to strike up conversation when things become awkward– unfortunately for the both of you, you were the complete opposite. So for the next 10 minutes, Haewon would make some off comment and you would simply mumble or hum in response.

Soon enough the two of you arrive at the restaurant and its definitely more on the high-end side. Dark yet warm mood lighting illuminated the interior, and the pair of you were seated near a quiet corner of the establishment, a charming bell shaped light hovering above the two of you as you blink. This setup was a bit more… Romantic, than expected; but if the food was as good as the place looked, you decide it was worth looking past.

You were handed menus as well as lemon water, and you peek over the paper to look at the girl across from you.

“Order whatever you want, I'll pay.”

A dry laugh escapes Haewons lips as she places the menu back down on the table, “oh no you’re not.”

Her response catches you off guard, and it 100% was shown in the contortions on your face. You were certain she would have jumped on the opportunity for free food. This girl was simply full of surprises, wasn't she?

“You helped me out today with the kids, I’m paying you back like the gentlewoman I am.” Haewon’s statement was firm, but you were stubborn.

“Oh yeah? With what money?”

“Hey!! I work for my money! You don't know me as well as you think you do, y/n.”

“Uh huh… so tell me then. Who is the true Oh Haewon?”

After placing your orders (you had gotten malatang while Haewon very stubbornly got herself an order of galbi and a strawberry lemonade) Haewon props her elbows on the table, resting her chin on her hands as she smirks, “what do you want to know?”

You guys then proceeded to spend the next two hours eating and chatting. Turns out Haewon wasn't all too bad company when she wasn’t existing to purely spite you. Haewon shared many interesting things about herself, like how she actually doesn’t like drinking at the endless networking parties she attends, or how she was actually fluent in spanish, or how she had no idea what she wanted to do the first year of college, but ended up transferring into business because it was the only thing that simply clicked for her. After some pressure, she even caved in, reluctantly admitting to be… Envious of you?

“Me??”

“Uh, yeah! I mean I do well in my classes and stuff, but you practically reek of academic perfection— it's actually kind of sickening,” she snorts, taking a bite into the meat on her plate as you roll your eyes. “You’re basically every professors favorite ideal student.”

“Me?? The favorite??” You scoff, “I thought you were the favorite! You act out and talk about anything in class and the professors still love you regardless! You get nearly perfect grades on every exam and have a million friends in every department, you don’t even have to try!”

“Seriously? No way. I know I'm funny and all, but I know the professors are disappointed I wasn't involved with any extracurriculars or anything. Probably think I'm wasted potential.”

“Well I know for sure they were concerned I have like, no friends or connections. That's wasted potential.” 

“Wait— do you think—“

A moment of realization hits both of you like a truck.

“Ohhhh… that's why professor Wang paired us up.”

“Yup.”

A short pause passes between the two before you snort, holding back a laugh as Haewon giggles, running a free hand through her hair as she shakes her head, “That's so dumb…”

Allowing a comfortable silence to pass, you finish up your food. It was good, and you kept your eyes out for the server to approach so you could pay. Haewon had excused herself to the bathroom, and you paid no mind to it as you absentmindedly scroll through your phone, remaining attentive to your surroundings as you do so. 

After a few minutes, Haewon returns, a very untrustworthy smile curled on her lips as you squint at the sight. What is she trying to get at?

“Alright, let's head out!”

You look up at Haewon from your seat in confusion, “but I didnt pa—“

That familiar smug grin was plastered on Haewon’s face again. “I paid for it already.”

“What?! How? When?” 

“I didn’t actually use the bathroom.” She snickers while leaning on the table, arms crossed in satisfaction.

Haewon seemed to have more manners than you expected as well, it seemed. She beat you at your own game, as she always seems to do. You’re left there shocked for what felt like a whole minute before you shake your head, chuckling dryly as you get out of your seat. 

“Okay Oh Haewon, you win this time. Let's go.”

Haewon wiggles her eyebrows teasingly as she follows you out the doors, “‘this time,’ huh? Are you implying there will be a second time?” 

You raise your hand to silence the shorter girl, and she can't help but laugh at the gesture. You bite your lip to hold back your own laughter, but a silent puff of air still manages to escape your feeble attempts.

Her eyes light up as she notices this. “Aha! I saw that! Come on now, y/n. Why are you holding back on me? What? Are you afraid to show any signs you might like me a little now?”

Under normal circumstances, you’d find yourself seething with rage at the other girl's comments. You’d think to yourself: who was she to poke fun at you? She's nothing but rude, childish, and every other insult above. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn’t be allowing yourself to laugh freely into the air, the sky above you and Haewon slowly morphing from blue to orange as you finally release all of the tension pent up within you. 

But this wasn’t a normal circumstance. You honestly had no idea how you even really ended up here to be honest. You were supposed to be at home by now, typing away at yet another project for some big club or company in your large sea of responsibilities. Instead, you find yourself walking down the sidewalk on the outskirts of campus with no other than Oh Haewon, your (now seemingly one sided) academic rival, laughing away, and actually thoroughly enjoying her company.

The pair of you find yourselves back at the lab, but the air was quiet this time, the stars above beginning to emerge from the blanket of night. You lean your back back on the fence, arms propped up behind you as you look back at Haewon as she stands in front of you. You weren't that much taller than her, maybe by an inch or so, but the fact that she had to crane her neck ever so slightly in order to make eye contact with you gave you a teeny tiny ego boost. 

You can’t believe you were smiling right now, and it was because of the girl in front of you. “Y’know, I thought I had you pegged, but turns out I was wrong. You’re not all too bad when you decide to be.”

Haewon grins playfully back at you, absentmindedly fiddling with her fingers as she nods, “You’re not as prissy and snobby as I thought you were either.”

You simply hum in response, taking a moment to look back up at the stars scattered throughout the sky. If you didn’t go out tonight, you would've missed all of this. You can't remember the last time you actually took a moment to enjoy the night. It was beautiful.

“So… About this ‘next time’ you mentioned…” 

Your gaze shifts back down to Haewon, and you notice she's inched closer. Smiling, you remain leaning on the fence, undeterred. “What about it?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, y/n. Are you saying you want to see me again even after this project is done?”

It's finally your turn to be smug. “And what if I am?”

Haewon is caught off guard. “...Then… I would also like that.”

Your smile softens as you take one of her hands in yours. Haewon’s hands were surprisingly small, and also quite soft. You slowly raise it to your lips and plant a soft kiss on the back of it, letting the feeling linger for a moment before pulling away, still holding her hand in yours as you look at Haewon. Her pale skin turns bright red for the second time today. A soft laugh leaves your lips at the sight. 

“Cute.”

Unfortunately, your romantic gestures are met with a punch to your side and a flustered groan as Haewon twirls around in an attempt to hide her face. “You really are annoying, you know that?!” She exclaims, already walking in the opposite direction as you chuckle. When was the last time you had fun like this?

“So. Same time next week?” You call out, and you’re very charmingly met with a childish middle finger stuck into the air. With that gesture alone, you already know she’ll make it to the next project meeting right on time.

[bellaaae]

Yn being the definition of chaos [567k views]

— Clip 1✰

<Yns solo live>

Yn was on her bed doing a live scrolling through the comments.

Comment:Please show your feet

“Show my feet? Is it allowed?” Yn asked staring into the camera.

She paused to think for a few seconds before later showing part of her feet to the camera.

“YN-NIE!” Haewon yelled from downstairs.

Yn made a “oh I do dead” face because she had forgotten that haewon was watching this live.

— Clip 2✰

Nmixx were up doing random things when the door knob twisted meaning the mentor was about to come in

They all rushed to the bed to pretend to sleep.

It was too late for yn to get on top of the bed making her get caught by the mentor.

“What are you still doing up?!” The mentor asked yn in a strict voice.

“Mentor….i really need to pee!” You whined doing the pee pee dance.

“I feel like my bladder’s boutta burst!” You explained to the mentor.

The other members were silently laughing while the mentor sighed and looked at yn with a done face.

“BE QUITE AND GO BACK TO SLEEP,if I come back here and find you still awake-“ the mentor cautioned yn.

“Yes sir!” Yn said and went back to her bed.

— Clip 3✰

<Nmixx have to guess the song based on the emoji>

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“DETECTIVE BUNNY! (Yn) X3” Yn yelled raising her hand.

“Stray Kid’s God’s Menu?” She guessed the song proudly because she knew it.

“Correct!” The staff responded.

“Do it like this” haewon advised yn.

“DU DU DU DU DU DU!” Yn said dancing with her hands like she was chopping something.

She looked extremely cute and funny.

She continued the dance before pausing.

“Is the dance step correct?” She asked the staff looking at the camera.

“I don’t think it is?” Jiwoo replied smiling.

“You looked cute while doing it so it’s alright” sullyoon told yn.

— Clip 4✰

<Yn and haewon cooking dinner>

“Yn can you help me crack the egg?” Haewon asked yn politely.

“Sure” Yn said and picked up the egg.

She was about to use a spoon and crack the egg but something came across her mind making her change her decision.

Yn placed the egg on top of her forehead and cracked it hard on her head.

The egg cracked open but not in a very neat way.Some of the yolk dripping off from Yn’s forehead.

She made a disgusted face from the smell.

“Yn are you do-“ haewon said but got cut off when she saw the way the maknae looked messy.

“Don’t worry anymore.Go wash your face and come back!” Haewon told yn shooing her out of the kitchen.

— Clip 5✰

Nmixx were doing a live in the practice room

While the other members were busy other things Yn and Kyujin stood in front of the phone.

Yn suddenly pressed a big mouth filter making her face look funny.

Kyujin screamed while laughing.

Yn was smiling with the big mouth filter.

— Clip 6✰

Nmixx were doing the same pose but yn got it wrongly.

She accidentally stuck out her middle finger.The editors blurred it out.

Jiwoo screamed a little,laughing making the members to look at them.

They were all shocked.

Haewon the leader was in a panic mode.

The members were laughing and in a little panic mode.

She slapped Yn’s fingers and hand.

“Isn’t it the right pose?” Yn asked confused but Jiwoo was still tapping her fingers.

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[airaibunny]

dom!haesull x sub!fem!reader - “please, unnie?” (warnings: smut, threesome, oral, thigh riding, praise, nipple/breast play, biting)

a/n: i just realized that i didn’t think about which group the reader was supposed to be a part of. just put yourself in itzy or twice pooks, creative freedom ig. ALSO idk if there technically would be cameras in a dorm living room, just shhhhhhhhh

word count: 1.3k

you adore all of the girls in nmixx. helping them prepare for comebacks and giving them advice makes you feel amazing, but lately it’s gotten out of hand. especially with sullyoon and haewon. they ask you to come into the practice room or their dorm almost every day. of course you love that they look up to you so much, but it’s odd that they won’t ask anyone else for help.

their reasons for calling you over are also a bit ridiculous. they always need help with something they couldn’t possibly not know. or they need you to teach them how to properly do a dance move that they seem to get perfect after you explain it just once.

although you hate to admit it, this has caused a slight problem. you can’t look at haewon or sullyoon without your breath hitching. every time you help them practice, you subconsciously undress them with your eyes. you keep imagining what it’d be like to have them all to yourself, even just once. it feels wrong however, you know it couldn’t possibly happen.

regardless of all of that, when they ask if you can head over to their dorm today, you immediately say yes. you tell all of the girls goodbye and head downstairs to nmixx’s dorm. sullyoon answers when you knock on the door.

“hello y/n unnie! thank you for coming again!”

she motions for you to come in, shutting the door behind you. you think you hear it lock as well, but you pay no mind to it. “no problem, i love helping you guys!” you give her a tight hug and she hugs back. her hands move a bit lower than you were expecting, but you assure yourself she’s just starting to see you as a friend; not a mentor.

haewon walks into the room as you’re pulling away from sullyoon, running to hug you as well. once all of the hugging and greeting is done, you ask them why they told you to come see them this time.

“so, what can i help you guys with?”

you smile at them, walking over to sit on the couch. they shoot each other a concerning look, you have no clue what it means. “um, do you guys need help with vocals?” you ask again, waiting for an answer.

“we actually need some help dealing with stress.”

they both walk over to the couch, sitting at either side of you. their request seems normal, but their demeanor doesn’t. you don’t know what you’re sensing, but your cheeks feel incredibly hot.

“well, when i’m stressed i norm-“

“no, we don’t want advice. we want physical help.” haewon smirks while speaking to you. “maybe you could do that for us, unnie?” sullyoon inches closer to your face, whispering in your ear. you can feel the slick running down your underwear and likely onto your pants.

“i can’t do that.” you feel sullyoon’s lips on your neck and jump back. haewon’s hand travels up your thigh, pulling at the hem of your jeans. you want to stop them, you know you should, but you can’t.

“maybe that’s true, but we know you want to. we see how you look at us, unnie, it’s impossible to miss.”

sullyoon is still kissing your neck, roughly using her teeth to leave marks. haewon’s hands have shifted to your shirt, tugging it up. you try stopping her, but a simple tap on your wrist makes you give in.

she pulls it completely off and does the same with your bra, not giving you a second to protest. “can we touch you, unnie?” haewon looks into your eyes, practically begging for you. you nod in shame, you can’t believe you’re agreeing to this.

haewon takes her hands up to your breasts as soon as you give your approval. she use her fingers to trace circles around your nipples while leaning in to kiss you. your mind is foggy, between sullyoon and haewon’s lips on you, it’s impossibly to focus. you barely notice when your pants are pulled down, you simply let it happen.

you do notice sullyoon pulling away and kneeling in front of you. she spreads your legs open, grinning up at you when you try to close them.

“can i eat you out, please, unnie?”

you moan in response. something about such a vulgar question being asked in honorifics makes you squirm. them calling you ‘unnie’ and being so polite feels wrong when they’re defiling you like this, but it somehow turns you on.

sullyoon places soft kisses on your inner thighs, holding them in place with her hands. haewon has removed her mouth from your lips, placing it on your breasts instead. you’re a moaning mess, already hungry for more.

you suddenly feel sullyoon’s mouth on your core, placing a kiss on top of it before going in with her tongue. she trails up and down your folds, making you cry out and bring your hand to haewon’s hair.

“does that feel good, unnie?” haewon pulls away for a second, looking up at you. “yes.” you answer in between whines. you notice haewon’s hand on sullyoon’s head, pushing her further into you.

sullyoon’s lips encircle your clit, kissing and sucking it. she pushes her tongue into your entrance, earning more moans and whines from you.

“you’re doing so well, you sound so pretty.”

all of that, along with haewon still being latched onto your breasts is quick to make you reach your high.

your thighs tense and you hear sullyoon giggle at the pressure around her head. your eyes squeeze shut as sullyoon continues using her tongue on you, helping you ride out your orgasm. she comes up to kiss haewon, letting her lick your juices off her chin and lips.

“she tastes so good.” haewon smiles at you as she finishes cleaning sullyoon. “doesn’t she?” hearing them talk about you like you’re not there is incredibly arousing for some reason.

haewon moves to the end of the couch, resting on the armrest. sullyoon slightly pushes you toward her. “go sit.” you comply and sit on haewon’s lap, letting yourself fall directly on her thigh. sullyoon positions herself behind you, putting her hands on your hips.

“fuck.” you moan out, grabbing haewon’s shoulders.

“you shouldn’t say those words around us unnie, you’re supposed to be our role model.” haewon tauntingly remarks, pushing your hair out of your face. you feel sullyoon push down on your hips, grinding them against haewon’s thigh. you quickly become just as disheveled as before, moaning out in elation as your hips rock back and forth on haewon. sullyoon’s mouth lands on your shoulder, leaving bite marks and bruises on it.

“how does that feel? is she going too fast?” haewon asks, referring to sullyoon’s pace. you shake your head, unable to give a verbal answer. “good, then you don’t mind if she speeds up, unnie?” you shake your head again, desperately waiting for them to give you more.

sullyoon quickens her pace, adding more pressure to your hips. you feel haewon’s thigh flex and whimper, already on the edge again. you look down and notice how truly soaked you are, you are drenching haewon’s thigh. she notices your face and snickers.

“don’t worry, we’ll get me cleaned up when you finish.”

sullyoon is still attacking your shoulders with her mouth, making sure to leave kisses along with her bites.

your abdomen tenses for the second time and you wince in anticipation. your eyes gloss over with tears and you let them fall as your second organs hits you like a truck. sullyoon slows down gradually, waiting for you to be entirely done.

she pulls you out of haewon’s lap, giving you a kiss. “did you like that, unnie?” she questions, letting haewon kiss you as well. you nod with a smile and look around for your clothes. haewon notices and turns your face toward her.

“not yet, my thigh still needs to be cleaned, unnie.”

[sakura1uvr]

Suprise in Seoul

fluff

A/N: Hi guys i have finally written something 😭 it has been a while but atleast i got out of writers block 🧎‍♂️ also changed my layout abit cuz i found my old one boring asf (i did use some inspo from other people i apologize if you find ours similar 🧍‍♀️)

Synopsis: Being in a long distance relationship was hard but you finally got to meet your girlfriend Haewon

Pairing: Haewon (nmixx) x f!Y/N

Warning: gay shit, reader is japanese

MEN DNI

You have been in a relationship with Haewon for a while now but you guys had no time to meet since you were in a long distance relationship. Well that was until you were moving from tokyo to seoul where Haewon was living. It had been a relentless countdown for the last few months, all the box packing taking up your time and energy. You wanted it to be a surprise for Haewon, a gift for both of you after the long hours spent video calling and counting down the days until you could finally be together again.

As you finally reached your new apartment all you could think about was Haewon. She has been so eager to finally meet up with you but she never had the time to do so because of her busy schedule as a k-pop idol.

You were a huge fan of Nmixx since their debut. Nmixx had some japanese schedules in tokyo so that's how you two met. The rest is history.

You opened your matress up from the plastic it was surrounding it and placed it in your new bedroom. It's gonna take a while to unpack everything but it will be worth it in the end. You have bought some new things before leaving your home in Tokyo so you can have atleast something to live off of till you get a job in Seoul and till everything you ordered arrives.

But your main focus is meeting your girlfriend after 1.5 years of not seeing eachother.

After a quick shower and change of clothes, you grabbed your keys and headed out. You had planned on surprising her at her place since you guys exchanged addresses incase one of you visits. You know she is a huge nerd for games so you know she is probably gaming right now.

You pace to a 7/11. One of the best convinient stores as Haewon describes them. As you buy some food for your girlfriend your phone vibrates. It was Haewon and she sent you a pic and captioned it with "Gimbap with silent hill 2 is the best 🤭"

You chuckle to yourself.

placing the food in a paper bag you head to her place.

When you arrived at her building, your heart raced. Every step felt heavier as you climbed the stairs to her apartment, each one a countdown to seeing her again. You knocked softly, half-expecting her to answer with her ever-cheerful smile.

After a moment, the door swung open, and there she stood in her comfy oversized hoodie, a hair tie keeping her tousled hair back. "What?!" She said before realizing it was you. Her eyes widened in shock before they sparkled with joy. “You’re here?!” she exclaimed, her voice ringing with disbelief.

"Tada!" You chuckle as she hugs you tightly.

As you wrap your arms around her, the world around you fades away. It’s just the two of you; the years of distance evaporating in an instant. “I can’t believe you’re actually here,” she mumbles into your shoulder, her voice muffled with emotion. You can feel her smile against your skin, and it sends a warm rush through you.

“I know! I wanted it to be a surprise,” you say, pulling back just enough to see her face. Her cheeks are flushed with happiness, and those eyes you’ve missed so much glow with joy. You hand her the paper bag with the food you've gotten, watching her curiosity about what’s inside unfold.

“What did you bring?” she asks as she peeks inside, her eyes widening at the sight of her favorite snacks. Pepero, cupped tteokbokki, buldak ramen, banana milk etc.

She looks back up at you with an expression that combines disbelief and pure elation. “You’re seriously here! In Seoul! This is insane!”

You both walk into her house and she brings you into her livingroom. As you already know Haewon is an idol and that means she has money so her apartment is huge. It actually shocks you that it's this huge. You settle down on the couch as she brings you some tea. She sits next to you and begins to speak.

“So, are you officially moving here?” she asks tentatively, her excitement mixed with a hint of apprehension.

You nod, your heart fluttering a bit at the thought of finally cementing this in reality. “Yeah, I am. I’m searching for jobs, too, but… I just wanted to be here with you. It’s been too long, haven’t it?”

Haewon bites her lip, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears. “It really has. I never thought we would make it here, you know? I was worried about you, about us, with all the touring and my schedule.”

“And I was worried too. Missing you felt like an ache that never really went away,” you admit, your voice softening. “I couldn’t bear waiting any longer.”

You share a lingering look, both of you aware that this moment marks a new chapter. No more late-night video calls, no more counting days on a calendar. Just the two of you together, in this little moment.

“Now that you're here, what do you want to do first?” she asks, and it feels like an invitation for both freedom and adventure.

“Honestly? I just want to stay here with you,” you reply, her heart throbing even harder now as her face lits up red.

You start drinking your tea and you both chatter abit. How the idol life works, fans etc.

"Well even tho we are here together nobody should know we are dating so we can't be seen outside alot. Maybe just as friends but nothing more." Haewon sighs. It's the tough idol life she has to live.

"Hey it's okay!! I understand! Aslong as i get to be with you i will never complain." You smile at her and she just looks at you. Like there were hearts in her eyes. You always understood her and that's one of the things she loved about you.

You continue sipping your tea as the conversation flows, punctuated by laughter. Well you have seen your girlfriend in alot of videos and even when you guys are texting she is super funny. Haewon shares stories from her recent schedule, Bae and Jiwoo's antics, and a few amusing encounters with fans. Each moment you spend with her on that couch reminds you just how much you missed these small details—the sound of her laughter, the way her eyes crinkle when she smiles, and the comfort of her presence.

“Have you thought about what job you want to look for?” she asks, curiosity bubbling in her tone.

You chuckle softly, “Honestly? I just want to find something flexible enough that will let me spend time with you. I could work in a café or something while I figure it out.”

Haewon laughs, shaking her head. “I can totally see you as the cute barista, serving my iced latte every morning. But you’d probably be too busy swooning over me, huh?” She winks.

You roll your eyes playfully, "well i thought we both knew that since i am finally here with you."

Her face brightens with pink as she gazes at you; you love that you can still make her blush after all this time. “Alright then, so would you like to play abit with me? Warning tho i am pretty skilled” she jokes, clearly eager to show you her world.

Your night is spent with playing games together (You beating Haewon and she just stands there shocked), laughter and just a nice time.

You are super glad you got to finally meet up with her.

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angst/fluff, vamp.female reader

Haewon pov

This wasnt the best idea. I know that but recently I've been needing a break. Schedules have been chaotic and everything has been stressing me out.

Thats why i decided to go out tonight. I wasnt doing anything crazy, just a casual midnight stroll....at like 1am. Most likey my manager was going to be pissed not only that i went out but that i didnt have a mask.

I didnt think it was going to matter since the streets were pretty much empty. Walking along the sidewalk, breathing in the cold air brought me a sense of peace; even if its only for a moment.

I wasnt walking to anywhere in particular. I was just walking around the block and i wasnt to far from my dorm. 

I closed my eyes taken a moment again before it was interrupted.

"Hey!" i heard a voice come from behind me. It startled me and i turned around to see a man. He walked towards me with swaying to the side. I didnt say anything just turned back around and walked back to my dorm, walking a bit faster now.

"I'm talking to you, no need to be so rude. What's a pretty girl like you doing out here to late at night?" he somehow managed to catch up to me. He reeked like alcohol. 

"just heading back home" I responded quickly, speeding up my pace. 

 "i'll walk you back, its not safe out here this time of night you know" he smirked and walked closer to me.

"i-its okay, ill be fine. have a goodnight." i rushly said as i ran a bit to cross the street to start walking on the other side of the road, leaving him behind. Once on the other side, i turned to see him staring at me intensely. I gulped but thought nothing of it since i left him.

i took a breath and continued on my way. But then i heard footsteps behind me, i turned to see the man again walking towards me. He caught up to me fast i didnt even have time to react. 

He grabbed me my arms and pulled me to a nearby alleyway, slamming me to a wall. I tried to fight against them but it was no use, their grip was to strong and their body was bigger than mine. 

"p-please, let me go! HELP!" i screamed out loud, still trying to push the man against me off. His stench was filling up my nose making me gag internally. 

"shut the fuck up! stupid bitch!" he slapped me so hard that i fell on the floor. I held my cheek in pain and started to sob. 

He came to me again and pinned me against the floor. I started to squirm again before noticing that he was starting to unbuckle his pants. 

"n-no! please! stop" I started to panic even more. i was started to sob even more now. Seeing that no one was around and he wasnt stopping, i closed my eyes with tears realizing that there was nothing i could do, I was helpless.

Just as he was starting to pull down his pants, his body was thrown from my body to the wall, making the brick wall crack from the impact. His body slid down to the gravel floor with a groan escaping his lips. 

I sat up quickly, looking all around before seeing something move faster than light itself. It stood in front of the man before moving just as fast but now standing in front of me. I was in shock from everything that happened.

"hey, you okay?" i felt a gentle but cold hand touch my shoulder, making me snap out of my shock a bit. Their voice was soft, i focused on their face as they leaned down, then i noticed their featues. It was a women.

I couldnt answer. She let out a soft huff before standing up and pulling me up with her. She buckled my pants and patted down my shirt. she moved my hands around looking to see if i had any injuries. Once she didnt find any she looked back at me.

"h-how?" was the only thing i was able to say. I took her silence to better look at her. the one thing that really caught my attention was her crimson red eyes, that would have a slight glow it it.

"dont think about it to much. Lets get you home okay?" she started to walk out of the alleyway and i followed behind, i stumbled a bit from my legs feeling weak by everything that went on.

The girl quickly notice and rushed to me and held my hand. I tensed up slightly at the cold feeling against my skin again. I looked up but she was just looking forward, continuing to walk. 

After a few minutes of walking, she never let go of my hand. I noticed she would peek at me, maybe seeing if i was okay. Before i knew it, we were here.

"t-thank you" i tightened my grip around her hand, making her look at me with her red eyes. "s-so much." i felt my heart beat faster when her eyes glowed for a second.

she cleared her throat before saying, "your welcome". she let go of my hand and took a step back. "im sorry this happened to you but try to forget all of this. Your safe now and maybe next time dont be out to late, or at least have someone with you."she began to turn around and started to walk away.

"W-wait!" i ran forward a bit, catching her attention and turning around. "is there any way to contact you?" i stood in front of her, having to look up since she was taller than me.

"you dont want to be associated with me. Trust me. I'm not good" her gaze was so hypnotic, i just could look away from them. But her words made me confused.

"what do you mean? you literally saved me. how is that not good?' i shock my head a bit in disbelief. 

"you dont understand, which is exactly why-" i cut her off from whatever excuse she was going to come up with.

"can i at least know your name?" i raised my voice a bit, starting to get a bit frustrated with how stubborn she is.

She gave me a bored look before sighing and stand even straighter, " y/n. there happy" crossing her arms once she finished speaking.

"well y/n. I think we should get to know each other better." i took a step closer to her and firmly stating. I couldnt lie and not say that she was incredibly attractive.

"didnt i just say no" she pinched her nose, making me smirk a bit.

"i just dont understand why not? You saved me, and i just wanna get to know my hero better. I dont know how my hero could possibly be bad." i mocked her stance and crossed my arms as well.

"fuck sake" she uncrossed her hand and rested them on her hips. "you really wanna know, just dont say i didnt warn you." 

Without a warning she came to me in a flash and her hand wrapped around my throat, not hard enough to choke me but enough to hold me still. She showed me her long sharp fangs, and her eyes glowing a bright red. 

I knew it. I knew it i just didnt think was i was seeing was right. I had thought that my mind was everywhere and i was seeing things. I also didnt want to believe...... Believe that vampires are real.

She let me go when she notice my eyes widen. She sped back enough to give me space. 

"want to get to know me now?" she looked at me with the same intense cold stare shes been giving me, but then that slight glow again. 

I couldnt say anything though, i was still too stunned. My thoughts were filled with so many questions and things i wanted to say.

Taking my silence as an answer she turned to walk away. "thats what i thought."

I came back to my senses and ran up to her. I put my hand on her shoulder and spun her around. "i didnt even answer."

she rolled her eyes, " your silence was enough."

"i would still like to get to know you. Vampire or not." i smiled at her, wanting her to see that i was being genuine. 

"W-why" she looked at me confused and maybe a bit of 'are you stupid' type of look.

"because i mean your attractive and you saved my life, y/n. I will forever be grateful for that." i tiptoed to lean up and kiss her cheek, letting my lips linger there for a second.

 I pulled back and smirked at y/n's state. She was tense and her eyes were glowing for a second but dimmed down when she coughed and tried to compose herself

[ssulvyyy]

more than just a rumor

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synopsis: when dating rumors between nmixx’s Haewon and njz’s yn spiral out of control, their every interaction—award show glances, viral livestream mishaps, and subtle gestures—only fuels the speculation. As fans and the media dissect their every move, the pressure builds until jyp entertainment makes a historic confirmation. now, under the industry's intense scrutiny, haewon and yn must navigate their newfound reality—together.

genre: idols romance, fluff, secret relationship to public.

warnings: social media rumors, fan speculation, njz being under jype to make it easier for me.

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it started with a glance.

the seoul music awards were always a highlight of the year for both nmixx and njz. however, this time, something felt different. haewon and yn had been positioned a few tables apart, yet the moment their eyes met across the crowded venue, there was a small but significant spark. It was fleeting, but fans caught it. And that was all it took.

the buzz didn’t stop there. Backstage during Inkigayo, the two were caught in a casual conversation. haewon had made some offhand comment that had yn laughing, her eyes crinkling at the corners as they joked, unaware that the cameras had zoomed in at just the right moment.

within hours, social media exploded. fans from both njz and nmixx quickly formed the ultimate ship—one that had been in the making for a long time without anyone even realizing it.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE HAEWON AND Y/N LOOK AT EACH OTHER LIKE THAT. THEY'RE SO OBVIOUS."

"THEY'VE BEEN IN EACH OTHER'S GRAVITY FOR YEARS, THIS WAS ALWAYS GOING TO HAPPEN."

"BNZ x NSWERS, IT'S OUR TIME TO SHINE!"

at first, haewon thought it was just a phase. sure, there had been those lingering glances, the moments when she found herself getting lost in yn’s eyes, but that was nothing more than a friendship—nothing to make a big deal out of. or so she thought.

but with every fansign, every award show, and every backstage moment, the speculation deepened. fans were piecing things together—one smile here, a soft touch there—and it felt like the entire world was watching every tiny detail of their interactions.

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a week after the rumors went wild, the tension had reached its peak. njz had a rare day off, and as always, the girls decided to hang out at nmixx’s dorm. it was meant to be a lowkey evening—movies, snacks, and a bit of fun away from their hectic schedules.

but when haewon casually announced that she would be doing a live stream for nswers, everything took a turn.

"are you sure about this, unnie?" bae asked cautiously, but haewon waved it off with a confident smile.

"it’ll be fine. i just want to check in with everyone."

the stream started smoothly. haewon greeted her fans warmly as always, chatting casually about the group’s upcoming activities, making a joke about Kyujin’s infamous habit of stealing everyone’s snacks.

but then, as haewon laughed at a comment, a voice rang out from the downstairs living room.

"minji, stop stealing my blanket!"

it was yn's unmistakable voice.

instantly, the comment section exploded. fans started speculating like never before.

"WAIT, WAS THAT Y/N'S VOICE?"

"Y/N IS AT NMIXX’S DORM? WHAT IS GOING ON?"

"THEY CAN’T BE JUST FRIENDS. THERE’S NO WAY."

haewon froze, her heart pounding in her chest. she quickly glanced at her phone—her group chat was blowing up with messages.

haewon quickly tried to cover it up. "ah, that was just someone downstairs," she stammered. " othing to worry about."

but it was already too late. the clips had already gone viral, and fans were furious. every single fan from nswers and bnz were posting their own theories.

"WE CAUGHT THEM, GUYS."

"Y/N AND HAEWON LITERALLY LIVE TOGETHER."

"THEY’RE TOGETHER, THEY JUST DON’T WANT US TO KNOW YET."

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the next morning, the rumors were everywhere. dispatch was reporting on it.

haewon felt sick as she read the headlines:

"are nmixx's haewon and njz's yn more than just friends?"

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just days after the live stream disaster, haewon and yn found themselves in the same situation once again—this time at the dolden disc awards. the seating arrangements were out of their control, and the two groups were positioned side by side for the opening ceremony.

from the moment the groups took their seats, fans were already buzzing. the idea of nmixx and njz sitting next to each other was too much for their shipper fandoms to handle.

"WE'RE FINALLY GOING TO GET THE MOMENT," nswers and bnz collectively shouted online.

as the opening ceremony began, everything seemed fine. The lights were bright, the atmosphere was electric, but then something happened—something that fans would latch onto for the next few days.

a staff member from the crew accidentally walked too close to yn, carrying a heavy camera. he was too distracted by his task to notice that yn was standing in his path, and for a split second, it looked like he was going to bump into her.

haewon noticed.

without a second thought, she reached out and pulled yn closer, her hand gently resting on yn’s waist as she guided them out of the way.

the moment was subtle—but fans saw it. the camera, which had been filming the scene from behind them, captured the protective gesture in full. yn looked up in surprise, only to be met with haewon’s calm, reassuring gaze. haewon smiled slightly, as if to say, you’re fine.

it was a small gesture. a seemingly innocent one, but to the fandoms? it was everything.

"DID HAEWON JUST PULL Y/N CLOSER?"

"SHE'S PROTECTING HER!!"

"THEY'RE NOT HIDING IT ANYMORE, GUYS."

the comments flooded twitter. people began to dig up every interaction they could find—every video, every image, every moment they had shared.

the ship wasn’t just sailing anymore; it was a full-on ocean liner.

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the day after the golden fisc awards, haewon and yn barely had time to process what had happened.

the rumors were still rampant. fans were flooding social media, dissecting every detail of their every move. the press conferences were being scheduled, the questions relentless.

in response, jyp convened in a closed-door meeting to discuss how to handle the situation. the pressure was mounting, and it seemed like the right moment had arrived to make things official.

and then, a week later, jyp entertainment released their statement.

[OFFICIAL STATEMENT FROM JYP ENTERTAINMENT]

"Hello, this is JYP Entertainment.

We are aware of the recent rumors circulating about nmixx’s Haewon and njz’s Y/N. After careful discussions with both artists, we have decided to confirm that haewon and yn are indeed in a romantic relationship. this relationship has developed over time, and we kindly ask for fans to continue supporting both groups as they focus on their music and performances."

the statement was followed by a press conference, which was a rare occurrence for a company that had previously been known for denying idol dating rumors.

during the press conference, jyp's pr team made it clear:

"we understand the interest surrounding the personal lives of our artists, but we want to emphasize that both haewon and yn have always maintained professionalism in their work. their relationship is something they’ve kept private out of respect for their fans, but given the level of public speculation, we have decided to be transparent with their supporters."

the press conference made waves across the industry. many felt that jyp’s approach would become a new standard for handling idol relationships.

within minutes, the statement was being shared by fans.

"OH MY GOD, IT’S REAL."

"WE WON. WE LITERALLY WON."

"THEY'RE FINALLY FREE. NO MORE HIDING."

At njz’s dorm, yn stared at their phone in shock, and then buried their face in their pillow.

"i'm going to die," yn muttered.

meanwhile, at nmixx’s dorm, haewon sat on the couch, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "well… it’s official now."

lily raised an eyebrow. "so… are you happy about it?"

haewon didn’t answer immediately, her eyes glued to her phone screen as the constant stream of tweets flooded in. she smiled softly. "yeah, i think i am."

[nswerlvr]

You make me

oh haewon x fem!member reader

synopsis: in which haewon is down bad for her unnie

The rain tapped against the windowpane, a gentle rhythm that mirrored the flutter in Haewon’s chest. She sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers tracing the faded quilt. Across the room, Y/n perched on the windowsill, her silhouette softened by the city lights.

“You know,” Y/n said, her voice as soothing as a lullaby, “I’ve always loved rainy nights. They’re like whispered secrets—the kind that only the universe hears.”

Haewon glanced at her, heartache and longing intertwining. “And you’re my secret,” she confessed. “The one I can’t keep locked away.”

Y/n’s laughter danced through the room. “Am I?” She leaned closer, her breath warm against Haewon’s cheek. “And what does that make you?”

“A fool,” Haewon replied, her fingers brushing Y/n’s. “A fool who falls for her unnie, even when logic screams otherwise.”

“Logic,” Y/n mused. “Overrated, don’t you think?”

Haewon’s gaze lingered on Y/n’s lips. “Maybe. But it’s hard to ignore when the rest of the members are watching.”

Jiwoo poked her head in, her eyes wide. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Just a heart-to-heart,” Haewon said, her cheeks flushing.

“More like a heart-to-lips,” Bae teased, winking.

[the-roo-too]

hold on tight!

oh_haewon x fem_reader

-tragedies often bring out the worst in people around us

genre: angst; multipart fic

status: writing!

warnings: kinda dark? idk i’m not good at that stuff; zombies; descriptions of gore; death; blood; betrayal; bad language; violence; MAJOR character death

feat.: nmixx; newjeans; ahn yujin

diary entries:

•the first entry

•page one

•page two

•page three

•page four

•page five

•page six

•page seven

•page eight

•page nine

•page ten

•page eleven

•page twelve

•the last entry

tags.: @peranoo @uhmixx open!

©the-roo-too 2025

[minjisn1]

ೃ⁀➷ masterlist ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ aespa

yu jimin

out of stock.

aeri uchinaga

out of stock.

kim minjeong

out of stock.

ning yizhou

out of stock.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ newjeans

kim minji

out of stock.

pham hanni

out of stock.

mo jihye

out of stock.

kang haerin

between the lines. (SMAU)

lee hyein (probably will never be in stock)

out of stock.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ le sserafim

kim chaewon

out of stock.

miyawaki sakura

out of stock.

huh yunjin

out of stock.

nakamura kazuha

out of stock.

hong eunchae (probably will never be in stock)

out of stock.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ katseye

sophia laforteza

out of stock.

manon bannerman

out of stock.

daniela avanzini

out of stock.

lara raj

out of stock.

megan skiendiel

out of stock.

jeong yoonchae (probably will never be in stock)

out of stock.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ nmixx

oh haewon

out of stock.

lily jin morrow

out of stock.

seol yoon a

out of stock.

bae jinsol

out of stock.

kim jiwoo

out of stock.

jang kyujin

out of stock.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ kiss of life

julie han

out of stock.

anatchaya suputtipong (natty)

out of stock.

anabelle shim (belle)

out of stock.

won haneul

out of stock.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ may add more later ! ࿐ྂ

[blurmelonmilk]

Best Friend's Twin Sister | 07) disapproval

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Synopsis: 2 months pasted after breaking up with your cheating ex, you felt better. However, your ex has plans to get you back.. To avoid him you looked for your best friend's hot twin sister for help. Whats gonna happen?