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mwstki · 29 days ago
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You can call me Cams or Mile (She/Her).
Masterlist
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mwstki · 29 days ago
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MASTERLIST
AESPA
Yu Jimin ( Karina )
Nothing yet...
Uchinaga Aeri ( Giselle )
Nothing yet...
Kim Minjeong ( Winter )
BEST FRIENDS
Ning Yizhou ( NingNing )
Nothing yet...
TRIPLES
Kim JunSeo ( Nakyoung )
BEST FRIENDS
SOLOISTS
Ha Sooyoung ( Yves )
Nothing yet...
Kim Hyungseo ( BIBI )
Nothing yet...
AND MORE...
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mwstki · 29 days ago
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BEST FRIENDS
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Paring: Kim Nakyoung, Kim Minjeong x fem!reader
Summary: you two best friends are in love with you.
Warnings: ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE.
Word count: 1,8k
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Nakyoung and Winter were best friendly friends. If you saw one, you could bet the other was around.
They looked like everything: almost identical personalities, the same tastes, the same hobbies. They played guitar, watched TV wrestling, and loved to watch the stars at dawn.
And maybe there was the problem: they were too similar.
You entered their lives in the second year of high school. The connection was instant, faster than anyone expected.
With just over two weeks, I had already won both.
Now, at university, you see yourself in a dilemma that seems to have no way out.
Winter and Nakyoung like you. The same way. With the same intensity. No favoritism, no reserve.
Each gesture, every detail - all in you is important to them.
They want you. They need you.
And you know that. But pretend not to notice when they start small disputes: who will carry your backpack, who you will hug first, or which lap will support your right leg.
You avoid choosing. Because you know that choosing one means from the other's heart.
And destroy a friendship that takes years to build.
And you don't want that.
So you pretend nothing is happening. Pretends not to see.
Sometimes it seems purposeful. Sometimes they simply go crazy. Like now, for example:
"I already said, the s/n goes with me today. That was the combined." Nakyoung spoke seriously, holding the helmet hard.
"But she was with you yesterday!" Winter replied, crossing his arms. She already wore the helmet.
It was a silly fight. Who would take you on the bike. Even if the three were going to the same place.
But what they wanted was contact. Feel you there. Having a chance to accelerate just to make you hold stronger on your waists.
But these small fights are starting to get out of control.
"You will really be arguing who will take me, as if I were a princess climbing on the prince's horse?" You ask, crossing your arms.
The two turned to you almost at the same time. Like two puppies listening to the owner's call.
"Who do you want to go with?" Nakyoung stepped forward.
"Yeah, with whom?" Winter also advanced.
"I'm going with Winter, just because yesterday I went with you, Naky." You respond, walking to the long -haired girl.
From the corner of his eye, he sees Nakyoung roll his eyes. Winter smiles, without making any effort to hide.
"Let's go soon." You mumbled, taking the helmet from Minjeong's hands and putting it on the head.
The next episode happened in the university cafeteria, when you commented that you were going to sleep at Nakyoung's house.
Winter freaked out, as expected.
"But you never slept in my house!" She complained, crossing her arms.
"I know, but it was Naky's sister who invited me." You answered, shrugging. "Bibi insisted a lot."
"True, she said she would kill you if it wasn't." Nakyoung commented with a smile, his mouth full of food, inflated cheeks.
"Even so, it's not fair." Winter turned his face to the side, sulky.
You released a laugh. The pout on her lips was almost irresistible.
"I can sleep at your house tomorrow. Could it be?"
She turned slowly, staring at you for a second.
"I feel a little better." He sighed, eating again.
That same day you arrived at Nakyoung's house shortly after early night.
She was wearing a black tank top and sweatpants. Her short and short hair appeared little, because she had a burrow.
"It took time to arrive." She pointed out with that warm smile.
"I was organizing some things indoors." You smile and pull the girl to a hug, then deposit a kiss on her cheek.
"Come, let me get it." She took the backpack from her back and took it to her room.
Halfway you were stopped by Bibi that was in the kitchen.
“Y/n, I'm glad you arrived, I couldn't stand it anymore complaining about the delay.
"Lie!"
You laughed at the small interaction before leaning on the counter, wanting to see what the oldest did.
"Unnie, what is this?" He asked curiously.
"Gimbap. Naky said it was your favorite.
You put your hand in your surprise mouth for her commitment to make you feel comfortable.
"I don't want to do work, I didn't need to." You shook your hands as Bibi smiled like nothing.
After eating and resting in the living room, talking out with Bibi, you and Nakyoung drove to her bedroom.
You threw yourself on the girl's bed while she sat in her gamer chair a little next door.
"I think I like your sister more than you." You suddenly released to see the girl's reaction.
"Of course." Nakyoung just laughed before turning around, taking the TV control and calling.
You fixed on the bed and pulled your backpack.
Nakyoung looked at the TV looking for a channel, but by the corner of her eye she noticed every movement of her.
You take your sleeping clothes and get up.
"I'll change my clothes." You warn Nakyoung that you agree.
She expected you to leave the bedroom and go to the bathroom, but no, you start taking your clothes right there. Revealing his panties and bra, revealing his perfect skin in the eyes of Nakyoung.
The girl's face warms a little, she turns to the TV, swallowed her dry while trying not to look again.
It was a temptation by which he struggled to control himself.
Nakyoung looked back at you when he realized he was already dressed.
"What are you looking for?" You asked, stopping beside her.
Like a snap, Nakyoung woke up from the trance and looked at you, this time focused on his face.
"I don't know. Something silly so we can watch." She looked thoughtful, changing channels again.
You smiled and sat on the tip of the bed, watching.
"Do you have any idea?" He asked turning around.
"Put a drawing." Gave a smile when talking.
Nakyoung agreed, leaving the first one that appeared: Steven Universe.
The girl got up from her chair and nestled near you. The shoulders leaning against.
"Wow, I loved this so much when I was smaller." You said getting ready, laying your head on the girl's belly as she wrapped her arm.
No hurry. They were just two friends sleeping together and watching drawing. And so it was.
The next day when you arrived at school, Winter bombed you with questions.
I wanted to know what they did. When they went to sleep. They woke up at dawn because of the rain they had. All.
You were scared. She looked desperate. It was easily remarkable.
You answered the simple while Nakyoung watched, with a smile on her face.
The girl still mentioned the fact that you - in the middle of the night - clung to her body as if it depended on your life.
There was no denying, and when he woke up he was really embracing Nakyoung.
Listening to that Winter's face was red in a few seconds. She said nothing, but it was possible to see how she was tense, how she squeezed her fist -shaped hands, or as she sighed for everything she saw ahead.
Still, after a while, Winter reminded you that I would sleep at her house tonight. And she wanted it to be better than sleeping at Naky's house, but she didn't say that out loud, kept in her mind.
She made a point of finding you out of the last class. He waited against the grid near the main exit, had his cell phone in his hand, but his eyes only sought for you.
"Ready?" She asked with a smile that tried to look casual.
"Yes." You answered, adjusting the backpack on the back.
"The bike is there." She pointed with her chin and turned to walk in front, but not before she looked quickly to Nakyoung across the courtyard.
Nakyoung returned his eyes, cold, with his arms crossed.
The way to Winter's house was silent at first. The wind, the snoring of the motorcycle and the warmth of her hands holding firmly in the handlebars were the only sounds. You hugged her around the waist, as always.
When they arrived, she took the helmet in a hurry, shaking her brown and loose hair.
"My mother is not." She commented, pulling her hand.
"The house is all ours today.”
You entered her room for the first time. Unlike Nakyoung, the space was lighter, with hanging lights and posters of bands glued to the walls. A small projector pointed to the white wall, and in the corner, a double bed with a lot of pillows thrown.
"So… what do you want to do?" Winter asked, leaning against the door, as if trying to contain anxiety.
You put the backpack on the floor and looked around, smiling.
"I think I just want to be with you. Like yesterday, with Nakyoung." He answered sincere, sitting on the bed.
She approached, still in silence, and sat next to her.
"You like her, right?" Winter asked suddenly, staring at the floor.
You hesitated. The answer was in his throat, but any direction would hurt.
"I don't know, Winter." Replied trying to dodge. "I like you both."
"But not the same way." She said quietly.
You stared at her. Winter's eyes were teary, but she smiled.
"I don't want you to feel pressured. I just ..." She took a deep breath.
"I just want you to know that I love you. From the day I saw you in that room alone, trying to find out where your class was."
His chest squeezed. Winter has always been more impulsive, more transparent. It didn't hide anything. And now she was there, wide open in front of her.
"Minjeong ..." You started, but she shook her head.
"No need to answer. Not now. I just wanted you to know."
She got up and went to the projector. Pointed to you with the control:
"Drawing, movie or series?"
You smiled, feeling the knot in your throat.
"Surprise me"
And then she put your name.
During the movie, you didn't talk much. Just divided the blanket. And at some point, without realizing it, you had your head on her shoulder. And she, with her face against the top of her head, as if that were the most natural place in the world.
But you knew it wasn't. He knew he was about to hurt someone. Or maybe both.
And the worst of all? You may also get hurt on the way.
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