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sohyxn · 6 months ago

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after the first kiss, megan skiendiel

synopsis : it's been months since you and your girlfriend, megan started dating. everything feels like a dream and your first kiss together even feels dreamier.

tags⠀──⠀: wlw, established relationship, fluff

( 📜 ) : finally something new after a while, i was listening to after the first kiss by faye webster and its just inspired me to wrote this hehe, hope you'll enjoy ^.^

you and your girlfriend megan have been dating for months now, and life feels like a dream. everything about being together is wonderful—her infectious laughter, the way she lights up when she talks about her favorite singers, and those lazy afternoons spent watching movies. but there’s one thing you both have yet to experience together: a kiss.

“can you believe we’ve been together this long and haven’t even kissed?” you say, playfully nudging her shoulder as you both walk through the park, the sun setting behind you.

megan laughs, her eyes sparkling. “I know, right? i think we're just awkward... or maybe we're just waiting for the perfect moment.”

your pulse quickens as the air between you thickens with anticipation. you can feel the warmth radiating from her skin, and suddenly, the world around you fades.

“okay, what’s the perfect moment then?” you ask, your voice barely a whisper.

megan bites her lip, a mix of shyness and excitement in her expression. “how about now?”

before you can respond, she closes the distance, her lips brushing softly against yours. It’s tentative at first, a sweet exploration. but then, as if a switch flips, the kiss deepens, and you melt into her. It feels like fireworks, like coming home.

when you finally pull away, breathless and smiling, you can’t help but giggle. “wow,” you say, your heart soaring. “did that really just happen?”

megan grins, her cheeks flushed. “yeah, it did.”

“I guess that makes you my wife now, huh?” you tease.

her eyes widen in surprise before she bursts into laughter. “wife? already? you’re so dramatic!”

you shrug, still grinning. “but it fits, right? after the first kiss, I’m all in.”

megan leans in again, this time resting her forehead against yours. “I like the sound of that.”

you both stand there, grinning at each other, the world feeling a little brighter. In that moment, everything feels right—your heart feels full, and you know this is just the beginning of many more sweet moments together.

“let’s take a picture,” you suggest, pulling out your phone. “for memories!”

megan poses, throwing her arms around you, and you snap the photo, capturing the joy of your first kiss. as you look at the image, you realize how lucky you are to have her in your life.

“here’s to more kisses,” she says, leaning in for another, and your heart soars.

“definitely,” you reply, feeling the warmth of her presence and the excitement of what’s to come.

as you both watch the sun setting, you realize that this is just the beginning. you’re ready for all the moments to come— because having a girlfriend like megan definitely worth every second of your life.

“hey candace,”

“yeah dork?”

you smiled, your heart swelling. “after that first kiss, I think I might be falling for you more now.”

“good,” she said, her voice softening. “because I’m already deep into this wife thingy now.”

“oh by the way yn, you should kiss me again you know... i mean i know you're dying to do it.” megan teased.

“mhm... yeah totally.” you hummed.

and with that, you both leaned in again, sharing another sweet kiss that left you both breathless and smiling, knowing that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

#megan skiendiel #gg imagines #gxg #gxg imagine #gxg fluff #wlw imagine #megan katseye #katseye #katseye x reader #megan x reader #megan katseye x reader #katseye x fem reader #megan x fem reader

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sohyxn · 6 months ago

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NAH GUYS MEGAN SAYING THAT DEBS IS HER FAV MOVIE IS NOT IN MY 2024 YEAR BINGO LIKE WTF?? J SCREAMED BRO DEBS IS MY FAVORITE MOVIE TOO THE EAY I JUST REWATCHED IT A WEEK AGO 😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

#shes so wuh luh wuh i cant #i got a chance guys ( im delusional )

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sohyxn · 7 months ago

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୨୧　𝓟ERFECT NIGHT　˒˒　MS

─── ﹙🪷﹚after a long day of work, all megan could focus on was coming over to the warm embrace of yours for the first time.

pairing. megan skiendiel x f!r genre. fluff wc. 960+ notes. loved writing this !! #ilovedomestickatseye req from here. (MASTERLIST.)

now playing ⋆ perfect night by le sserafim

HEARING THE DOOR CLICK OPEN, you immediately get up, rubbing your temples. your tv had already been blaring with cartoon shows through the living room, just to keep you from falling asleep while waiting for your girlfriend, megan.

whenever the weight of being an idol and its responsibilities bared heavy on megan, her escape was you; you were everything that calmed her down, the person that reassured her that everything would be just alright.

"hey," the ginger-headed girl's voice echoes through your apartment, making you holler out, "in the livin' room!"

on the right of you sat a list of random movies the two of you picked out over the past few weeks—some old ones, and some new ones. ultimately, the cartoons were your guys' top picks. this was the first movie marathon you guys have had, and you were set on making it perfect.

"did i make you wait long?" megan murmurs, her voice dulcet, as she presses a chaste kiss against your cheek. she slides off her sweatshirt, leaving her in a blank white tank top.

you meekly shake your head, reciprocating the chinese girl's touch, "'course not, 'm fine." you prod at her cheeks, a giggle escaping your breath. patting the seat beside you on the couch, you beckon her to sit beside you.

"long day at work?" you whisper against megan's ear, as her head falls back on your shoulders, burying itself against the nape of your neck. while megan huffs out some incoherent rant about being an idol, you pour snacks into bowls, mumbling out praise against the top of the idol's head ever-so-often.

megan pulls the cozy, warm blanket to your chest, as she closes the distance between you two, pressing eager, tender kisses against your lips. "so what show did you pick out from the list?" megan whispers, her eyes half-lidded.

"crayon shin-chan," your blunt answer leaves megan giggling, soft laughter escaping her breath, and her body instinctively leaning against yours at the familiarity.

"what! it's a nice cartoon—really brings me back to my childhood," you try to reason with the ginger-headed girl, only to be met with more laughter from her. her heart swells with affection at your words, giggles filling the room.

you nudge megan playfully, as you face the tv, sinking back into the couch.

"okay—okay, you're right! 's definitely… a good pick," megan chirps, shaking her head in disbelief. she clicks play on the tv remote, the colorful hues of the intro to "crayon shin-chan" playing.

the tv blasting childish yet sentimental shows and movies was your guys' sanctuary—a place where the world stops just for the two of you.

as the first episode of the show continues, you two share soft laughter, momentarily escaping the world with one-another's comforting presence and the dim yellow light of your living room. the airy breeze of your air conditioner gently whispers above the two of you.

neither of you dared to venture off the couch, the two of you entangled with one-another, with the warm blanket hovering over your guys' legs.

and as the hours passed with the dark midnight hues of the sky engulfing your window, you soon grew tired, your eyes half-lidded. in contrast to you, megan was still wide-awake, listening intently to the english dub of the show.

"you sleepy?" her soft, gentle voice breaks your train of thought, as you meekly nod, resting your weight against megan's. a gentle smile tugs the corners of the chinese girl's mouth, as she gives you a peck on your temples.

before you could mumble out an actual response, megan coaxes against your neck, "go take a rest, baby."

she tucks your head against the corner of her neck, her hands entangled in your locks. the ginger-headed girl massages your scalp, her other hand on the tv remote to pause the show playing.

with your eyes shutting closed against the corner of megan's neck, you could audibly hear the chinese girl's voice murmuring words against her phone. it was hard to make out, but nonetheless you could make out the syllables.

"what- what do i do, lara? she- she's like, falling asleep," you make out, the chinese idol's gentle, melodic voice as silent as possible to keep you from waking up.

"just take her to bed; use common sense," you audibly hear, guessing it was lara from the sardonic comment. before you pressed yourself further against megan, silence follows. the chinese girl's arms rest on the sides of your stomach before she holds you up gently, guiding you to the bedroom.

"megan-" you manage to rasp out, your voice barely above a whisper as you rub your eyes.

"calm down, 'm just getting you to the bedroom, so you can sleep properly," the ginger-headed girl murmurs, pressing a kiss against your cheeks, as she plops you down onto the bed.

pulling the blanket up to your chest, megan squeezes your cheeks gently, littering kisses against your face. "g'night, pretty girl," and before she could leave your room entirely, your hands tug on her sleeves.

"stay?" you plead, and without waiting for an answer, you pull megan onto the bed on top of you, eliciting gasps and giggles from the ginger-headed girl.

she shrugs, not seeing any reason not to, as she pulls you into a warm embrace, letting you bury your face against her chest.

the cozy warmth and familiar scent of megan sent your head reeling, enveloping you. hand-in-hand, you two curl up against one-another, finding solace in each other's presence.

"this was a PERFECT NIGHT, y'know? i know you planned this for awhile," megan whispers, her lips against your ear, before she trails tender, chaste kisses down your jaw-line.

you meekly nod, managing to murmur out, "i love you," making megan's eyes crinkle into small crescent moons.

tonight, i don't care what's wrong or right

don't start blowing up my line, i'd care at 11:59

#so so cute im gonna cry #☹︎☹︎☹︎#gin's rec ^^#megan x reader

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sohyxn · 7 months ago

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୨୧　𝓔VERYTHING I WANT　˒˒　SM

─── ﹙🦇﹚months of tip-toeing around yours and megan's friendship leads to feelings surpassing friendship, that neither one of you realize were that prominent. with these feelings looming over you two, inevitably, it blows up in your guys' face.

pairing. megan skiendiel x 7th member f!r genre. angst & fluff wc. 2.4k notes. italics = memories/past event & bolded = lyrics embed into dialogue ^_^ #ilovebeabadoobee req here !! ( MASTERLIST )

now playing ⋆ everything i want by beabadoobee

YOU AND MEGAN SKIENDIEL WERE ALWAYS ATTACHED TO THE HIP—the two of you notorious for being like two peas in a pod by your guys' friends and fans.

so why was it different now?

it was through small, brief gestures from megan that you picked up to be her avoiding you. from sitting across from you anywhere and any time she could, to declining your usual move night invitation for the past weeks, you knew something was up, but you couldn't put your finger on what.

to keep your mind off of the tension twisting in your head, you begrudgingly accepted manon and lara's pleas to playing random games. while playing games with the two of them was definitely fun, it was excruciatingly difficult due to how competitive they were.

the three of you sat in the dimly-lit living room, controllers in each of your guys' hands. your hands move deftly across the controller, inclined to wanting to beat both girls. the sound of the intense, blaring battle music accompanied by lara's and manon's loud curses bounce off the walls, making you wonder how you guys never received a noise complaint at all.

as the round came to an end, your name displayed on the leaderboard for first place pops up on the tv screen, making you poke fun at the two girls, a mischievous grin playing on your face.

"god, you suck, peanutbutterlover02," you tease manon, nudging the girl's shoulder, while both manon and lara's faces contort into bitterness, the two girls barely able to suppress laughter.

"you totally cheated!" both of them interject, dropping their controllers onto the coffee table. you scoff, retaliating by getting up and dropping your controller too.

before you could walk away, both girls' hands curl around your wrist, dragging you down. gasping, you hold onto them to stabilize yourself. a series of giggles and laughter fills the room, as the three of you fall back onto each other—almost like dominoes.

while catching your guys' breath, megan passes by, her usual grin disappearing once her eyes flicker to you. the chinese girl bites the inside of her cheek before sauntering over to lara and manon. the two girls usher megan to sit down beside you, beckoning her to play alongside you guys.

"both of you guys suck anyway—what's the point of joining if i know i'm gonna beat you guys," megan reluctantly pokes fun at them, her gaze fixated on you for too long, before she flickers her eyes back to the screen. a subtle, meek smile plays on her face at the sight of your name on the leaderboard.

switching the game to mario kart, a grin tugs on the corners of the lips of manon, the girl quips, "you are not winning this, megan; you are so bad at driving!" the ghanaian girl changes the game mode to teams, a daring smile flashing on her face.

knowing the usual set of duos you guys split into for mario kart, it would leave you and megan as a team. finding this to be an opportunity to get the chinese girl to ease up to you, you flash a silly, toothy smile at megan, hoping she'd at least mirror it as well.

and to no avail does she.

a subtle sigh drifts from your lips at the girl's sudden inaction towards you, though you try to dismiss it, not wanting to overthink too much. you bite the inside of your cheek, your gaze flickering to megan's face every few seconds while playing—the singaporean girl serving more as a distraction to you than she ever has.

and at that rate, your troubled mind would drift past to any interactions or conversations you'd have with megan, trying to find out what you did wrong.

"we beat you guys! i told you megan sucks at driving!"

lara's and manon's hollers snap you out of your dazed mind, breaking the exuberant soundtracks of mario kart, as they nudge both you and megan.

a faux smile plays on your face, as you scoff, "you guys just caught us at a bad time." you gently nudge the chinese girl's shoulder, inviting her to retaliate against lara and manon, too.

"'m not even bad at driving! talk to me when you can actually drive, manon," she huffs, a thin line pressing her lips, as she crosses her arms against her chest. at her quip, an inevitable toothy smile adorns your face, your eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

huffing, you lie back on your bed, while daniela sits at her vanity, an eyeliner pen accompanying her hands. the same thought of megan potentially avoiding you crosses your troubled mind every few seconds, making you rub your temples.

revisiting each and every moment you shared with the chinese girl from the past few months so far, only one stood out, and you didn't think it would be something that would freak her out.

you remember it as clear as day, especially when on that same day, you felt your motivation towards working for promotions crumble almost instantly, and the only person you wished to sought refuge in was megan.

both of you were visibly exhausted, heavy breaths erupting from the two of you. you sat on the wooden, cold floor of the practice room, your gaze fixated on the chinese girl through the expansive mirror.

with your back plastered against the wall, you huffed, a thin line pressed onto your lips. megan's eyes locked onto yours, her gaze softening at the sight of you all drowsy. and by then, she could tell something was up with you.

"penny for your thoughts?" the ginger-headed girl managed to breathe out, her tone laced with sincerity, as her hand curled around yours, running her thumbs on your knuckles.

"just tired. i don't know if i can keep doin' this," you mumbled, catching megan's attention, as her eyes immediately darted over to you, worry creasing her forehead. she froze in an awkward position, her head snapping.

"oh."

you stumbled over your words, your voice vulnerable and barely above a whisper as you spoke, "'m just scared of giving up, meg. i feel like i'm just suffocating."

the chinese girl simply spoke softly, her voice carrying understanding, "i get it—i get you. it's okay to feel overwhelmed, y'know that, right? it can be tough, and that's fine. just- we can figure this out together."

her hand offered yours a gentle, reassuring squeeze, lifting her head to meet yours directly. megan's unwavering support never stopped, and it felt like a familiar warmth, that always spread to your cheeks whenever she spoke. you always knew her words were genuine, no matter what.

silence lingers in the air—not tension, but rather the comfortable type of silence. and finally, you spoke up with reluctance.

"do you think we're together in another life," you blurted out, mumbling as you do so, "'cause y'know… everybody thinks it's odd we're not," you tried to justify. your eyes darted to megan, hoping the girl wouldn't freak out.

"i mean… it could, be possible," she cleared her throat, trying to beat around the bush. a part of the singaporean girl wanted to just tell you everything—to spill out all her feelings to you. feeling conflicted, megan scooted closer to you, leaning against you.

the both of you hesitated to speak once more, the weight of your words lingered in the air heavily. a mix of bittersweetness and concern replaced your unreadable expression, as you eased into her touch—like usual.

you fidgeted with the ends of your shoelaces, remaining silent. you absorbed the gingerhead girl's words, your face weary. her hand found yours, interlacing them together.

with your head in your hands, you can feel your patience crumbling rapidly. you run a hand through your hair, your knees hugged up to your chest. your obvious frustration comes apparent to daniela, as the latina grunts out, "just talk to her—what's the worse that could happen?"

"do you know how awkward it'll be talking to her if i freaked her out! i- i mean if i tell her i'm into her, and she's not, that's gonna be so embarrassing," you ramble on and on, cheeks flushed, as your eyes flicker to daniela doing her makeup.

"are you even listening!" you roll your eyes.

a series of giggles escape daniela's breath, "just tell her—man up, stand on business, or something! i'm serious!" she exclaims, a shine in her eyes. the latina suddenly gets up, nudging you on the shoulder. you bite your lip to suppress a giggle, nudging the blonde-haired girl back.

"fine, fine! okay—"

standing meekly outside megan's and lara's room, your hands slip into your pockets. conflicted, you debate whether or not you should follow daniela's words; you were sure that she was right—that talking it out would be better—but you also were uncertain if the singaporean girl even liked you. bringing your hand to the door, you knock on it gently.

you swallow a hollow breath of air down your throat, before you hear the cue, "come in!" creaking the door open slowly, your eyes flicker to megan lying on the bed, watching her face contort into one of faux disinterest, as she notices you.

"hey," your mumble under your breath, "can we talk?" you stuff your hands into your pockets, taking a deep breath.

the chinese girl meekly nods, and sauntering in, you slowly shut the door. plopping yourself on the empty space beside her on her bed.

"are- are we fine; it just seems like we're out of sync lately," you admit sheepishly, glancing at megan for a slight second before diverting your gaze elsewhere.

"yeah, why wouldn't we be?" she murmurs flatly, her hands in her lap, subtly shifting herself away from you.

noticing, a sigh drifts from your lips, "just- it seems like you're avoiding me, and it's been bothering me, a lot. every time you see me, you act like i did somethin' wrong. and honestly—"

before you could continue your ramble, the chinese girl huffs, "i'm not avoiding you or anything, so i don't know what you're even insinuating! just get over it— i don't know."

"get over it? are you serious, megan! we're like what, best friends, yet i can't get you to explain something small?" you assert, raising your volume to match hers. rubbing your temples, you stand up from the bed, your mouth dry.

a scowl paints your face, "fuck—megan, just tell me why you're acting like this, because clearly it's not something i'm imagining!" you try to calm down, pacing back and forth. at your words, a cold glare flashes at you from the chinese girl.

"i told you, i'm not avoiding you or anything; you're just reading into shit way too deeply," she rolls her eyes at your remarks.

hissing through clenched teeth, "don't fuckin' try to lie to me; i know you, better than anybody, megan! we're friends—not strangers, so i don't know why you can't even open up!"

at this rate, all the girls in the house could practically overhear your guys' erratic argument. you clench your fists, muttering quietly, "just tell me what's up with you, please." you glance at the girl with hopeful eyes, desperate to know what was going on with her.

with your heart on your sleeve, you cross your arms against your chest, swallowing a lump in your throat. the sound of your exasperated sighs linger in the air, your troubled figure traveling back and forth.

with a shred of reluctance, words lie on the tip of megan's tongue, as she whispers, genuinely taken aback by your persistency. washing over her bitter features were ones of regret and worry painting her face.

"i like you, y/n—a lot. and it bothers me so, so much; i mean, it keeps me up at night! you- you're everything i want, and i don't think i'll ever like—love—somebody as much as i do with you."

"i- i mean, those hangouts on valentines day were obviously not coincidental! those matching bracelets, necklaces, rings—again not coincidental!"

your eyebrows raise in confusion, unaware the girl was harboring secret feelings for you. your ears perk up at the last bit, remembering the fond memory of megan begging you to have matching jewelry with her, while you were more than eager to do so. heat curls on your cheeks and ears, as you nod meekly, letting the girl's remarks sink in.

before you could process anything else, the chinese girl just rambles on and on, a mix of anger and regret driving her to continue. and by then, you couldn't help but let a smile tug on the corners of your lips. your eyes meet megan's, your gaze particularly awestruck at how much she had to say about you.

"i can't list all of the reasons you're everything i want, because 's definitely a lot, but there were no days where you—just you—didn't flood my head. day and night, i think about you."

slightly gasping at her blatant admission, your heart melts at the girl's words, and your eyes soften when they fixate on her. you felt breathless, your breath hitching, as you were rendered unable to string together words to express your reciprocation of her love for you.

her dark eyes pierce through you, desperately awaiting your answer, "fuck—this was so, so stupid- i'm sorry." she hastily apologizes, "just, forget—"

you interject, "no— no, no! 's fine, megan, i promise. i've liked you, too—i always have, and i'm sorry, too. i just don't know what to do."

the two of you lost sense of your guys' surroundings, as her hands suddenly cup your jaw, crashing her plush lips against yours. carelessly, you gently push her, straddling her lap. pulling apart, you feel her breath fanning against your lips, and it was only a matter of seconds that she presses her lips against yours eagerly.

against your lips, the chinese girl hums softly, her arms sliding down to your waist firmly. her eyes float among your features, scanning each and every crevice of your face. and you're certain that just by her looking at you—with that same tender, fixated gaze on you—you would do anything she told you to.

"did i ever mention that you're everything i want?" a chuckle escapes megan's breath, a shameless smile tugging on the corners of her lips. her voice was quiet, yet it nonetheless rung loudly in your head. again and again, she presses slow yet searing kisses against your lips.

fallin' more at every season

you're everything i want

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@jellaaa @artrizzler19 @falling-intoo-deep

#“did i ever mention that you're everything i want?” 😭😭😭#I LOVE YOU MEGAN I LOVE THIS I LOVE YOU NING #gin's rec ^^#megan x reader

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sohyxn · 7 months ago

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just saw a lara edit on insta and.... oh my god im actually going insane shes so fucking hot guys jm going insaneee IM INSANE SHES INSANE WE ALL INSANE GOD BLESS GAYS 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

#B A N G BABY #these pics represent me rn #lara raj #katseye lara #why straight when lara raj exist

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sohyxn · 7 months ago

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UGH i need her so bad yall

#that insane gay face card #INSANE BRO.#making it my lock screen so i can lick it idkk #she wants to attract me so bad ( it works )#triples sohyun

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sohyxn · 7 months ago

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THE TENSION?? I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHH

୨୧　𝓞FF-LIMITS!　˒˒　SL

─── ﹙🎧﹚your sister, daniela, has always told her friends to back off of you, no matter what, telling them you're supposedly "off-limits." however, while intoxicated, you and sophia kiss each other, leaving tension burning between the two of you—until the next time you visit your family alongside dani's members.

pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. fluff wc. 2.5k+ notes. 4 @secretcessy >< & karina from aespa mention + for the lore dani isn't an only child 🤗!!!! made ts way too long oops. ( MASTERLIST )

now playing ⋆ les by childish gambino

LYING ON YOUR BED OF YOUR DORM ROOM shared with one of your friends, incessant notifications blaring from your phone abruptly interrupts you from your nap. you huff at the irritating sound, unlocking your phone swiftly, only to be met by series of notifications from your sister.

fuck.

god was she oddly skilled at being annoying and bothersome. raising your eyebrows, you rub your eyes, trying to focus on her texts, as they merely appeared to be random blobs of words in-between. your thumbs hover over the keyboard, debating on how to respond to her.

plopping your phone on your bed, you huff, sitting up in a fetal position. "guess it's time to start packing," you murmur under your breath, before getting up.

you knew daniela was right—per usual, as much as you hated to admit it. it'd been at least a few months since you last saw her and roughly a year since both you and daniela were with your family at one time. maybe it wouldn't be so bad being back home with daniela.

grunting, you begrudgingly pull your closet door open, dragging whichever luggage you saw first. accidentally slamming the closet door too loudly to your roommate's taste, you hear words in scorn being hollered from across the dorm.

"stop closin' the doors so loudly!" you hear your roommate snort, as she leans against the door frame, a toothy grin tugging the corners of her lips.

"fine, whatever, jimin," you mutter in response, rolling your eyes, as the korean girl watches your face distort into one of disdain, making her giggle.

"what are you even packing for? the break just started," karina raises her eyebrows, "you like, never have anything to do for break." she teases, her arms crossing against her chest, before she saunters over to you.

"got forced by dani to visit our family," you shrug, as karina clicks her tongue, shaking her head.

"you need to pack better; you're folding your clothes too big to fit enough outfits into your suitcase," she critiques, a chuckle escaping her breath, as her hands reach over to some of your clothes, folding them compactly.

you nudge her playfully, "c'mon! give me a break, i just got told i have to visit by dani!" you dramatically sigh, leaning against the wall.

"at least she's paying for your flight, right?" karina shrugs, as her movements are precise while helping you pack, nudging you on the shoulder, "maybe you'll meet somebody new while visiting—somebody who'll deal with your impulsive decisions," she teases.

to your surprise, rather than the visit consisting of you and daniela, it was the two of you and her members. you had only realized once you entered your parents' house, a luggage being dragged by your hand, and there were five other girls besides daniela sat on the couch, all chattering.

it wasn't like you weren't acclimated to hanging out with them; they were somewhat your friends too, but mainly through daniela. the only girl you'd known out of the bunch was sophia—mainly because, the first time you guys partied together with dani and everybody else, all drunk and hammered, the two of you kissed.

to be truthful, you could remember that moment vividly, the memory still clear as day to you—the way her hands cupped your jaw all snug and secure, to the way a wide grin played on her face. and to be even more truthful, right after that moment, you held an irrevocable affinity for her, leaving you in an odd predicament.

you awkwardly wave, hoping sophia coincidentally forgot about that low moment in time, before dani suddenly gets up, parading you around.

you nudge the latina playfully, a groan erupting from her throat, as your eyebrows furrow, "when did you guys even arrive? it's only like 10 in the mornin'!"

"we just wanted to be early," she shrugs, her arms instantly reaching towards your luggage, "c'mon, i'll get you settled down! i have so much shit to tell you, y'know."

you nod, a giggle escaping your breath, as you let the latina lead you to your guys' old bedroom, while her members continued to chatter, teasing insults thrown every few moments.

your eyes scan across your old bedroom, a sigh driving from your lips "shit, it's been a while, hasn't it?" a sense of nostalgia hitting you, as you recall all the times you've argued with dani over your guys' room and who "owns" which side.

the blonde-haired girl nods, her arm wrapping around your neck to your shoulder, as she leans into you, mumbling, "yeah, it sure has been."

a giggle escapes your breath, as you unlock your suitcase, unpacking some of your clothes out. "where's mom and dad anyway?"

"they went grocery shopping—wanted to go all out this year since we're visiting at the same time with the rest, too," daniela meekly replies, as she helps you pack, a hint of a teasing smile playing on her face. pulling out a book, a series of laughs escapes her breath, "no fuckin' way!"

"what—i have studying to do 'cause you made me book a flight last minute!" you retaliate, nudging the girl playfully, as you huff.

"okay, fine, fine! that was uncalled for," daniela begrudgingly admits, as she continues to help you unpack.

while you two work on getting everything out of your luggage, dani drops random, interesting facts from drama that often leave your jaw dropped. at one point, you couldn't help but wonder where daniela gets all this information from. giggles escape your guys' room, bouncing off the walls.

"anyway, we plan on just hangin' out and stuff, then dinner with mom and dad," the latina lists out the agenda, as you two finish unpacking.

you nod, "good, good. just, y'know, i've barely met your friends."

"you'll like them—i can guarantee you that," dani chuckles, as she spots a gift-box with a small tag reading "for: daniela," sitting in the corner of your suitcase, a mischievous smile painting her face.

"no fuckin' way!" the latina exclaims, immediately pulling you in for a hug with her ring-clad hand holding firmly onto the gift-box, "seriously!"

you nod, a grin playing on your face, "what kind of sister would i be if i didn't wanna celebrate your new album!"

"you missed me, didn't you?" she teases, prodding at your cheek, as she flicks your forehead next. you retaliate, nudging her shoulder.

"as if, loser."

sprawled out on your bed with books accompanying you, you cradle a textbook in your lap, tapping against your sheets while fidgeting with your fingers. your head pounds with tension, as you card a hand through your hair.

fuck, in no shape or form were you gonna be able to read all of these pages in time for your finals.

you rub your temples before simultaneously reading over the textbook and typing in small summaries of each section on your laptop, humming to the hushed audio of your spotify in the background.

hearing your door click open, your head snaps to that direction, meeting a familiar face. in your sight stood sophia laforteza scanning you as well. you raise your eyebrows, confusion noticeably washing over your features.

"do you need anything?" you murmur, your voice barely audible, as your eyes scrutinize her features and attire, your demeanor now awkward—especially with the way she looked effortlessly drop-dead gorgeous.

heat subtly curls at your cheeks, as you wait for the filipino girl to answer, sophia equally as confused.

"sorry, i was trying to look for the bathroom, and dani said it was down the hall," sophia tries to explain, shifting her weight to one foot.

"yeah, 's further down the hall—a door down the hall, actually," you point to down the hall from your bed, before returning to your crammed-in studying habits.

"y/n, right?" the filipino asks, a small, awkward smile tugging at the corners of her lips. she leans against the door-frame, no longer meekly standing.

you nod, "mhm. didn't you need to go to the bathroom thoufh?" you murmur, barely sparing the girl another glance.

sophia mumbles an inaudible curse under her breath. "you're right," she says flatly, before muttering out a swift apology and gingerly closing your door.

what a weird interaction, you thought. nonetheless, you presume on cranking open your textbook, huffing at seeing big blobs of texts that you felt disdain reading.

meanwhile, with sophia's back plastered against the bathroom wall, she grunts inaudibly under her breath, sinking down to the tiled floor. god, how could she be so infatuated by you, a girl who barely paid her any mind? the filipino girl could feel her head twisting with tension from your lack of response.

fuck was she crazily awestruck for you.

and so, for the next few days of the visit, sophia couldn't help but feel her self-control slipping rapidly, despite daniela's repetitive warning that you, in particular, were "off-limits."

the filipino girl tosses and turns while lying on the guest room's bed, eventually settling back to her back plastered against the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. constantly, the same embarrassing moment of you two kissing while drunk taints her mind, flickering in it every few seconds. rubbing her temples and eyes in hopes every single little thought including you would dissipate, she sits up.

"she's your best friend's sister—what are you doing?" the thought soon sounding like a bunch of random words strung together.

looking to her sides, sophia notices the rest were all knocked out, hushed snores escaping their lips. to her left, lara and manon were fast asleep, while to her right, megan and yoonchae were sound asleep as well, their laptop still blaring cartoons.

the filipino girl takes one last look around, before she stood up, gingerly opening and shutting the door. her eyes scan the hallways, as she tip-toes to your room.

you hear faint, soft knocks against your wooden door, and crinkling your eyes almost like crescent moons, you reluctantly get up. cracking the door open just a bit, your eyes widen at the sight of the filipino girl standing.

"jesus—it's 1 in the mornin'," you whisper-shout, as you open the door completely, shock and frustration littering your featured. you motion your hands forwards and backwards, beckoning the girl to rush in.

"my bad, pretty," her newfound confidence makes your heart skip, as your cheeks flush. she gives you teasing glances, her slight giggle reaching your ears.

in disbelief, you mumble, "what—"

"please? i know we kissed, when we were drunk; don't tell me we didn't," the filipino girl desperately whispers, her gaze softening at your lips. throwing you an ear-to-ear smile, sophia's eyes flicker to your shoulder, a subtle, non-verbal signal, as you nod.

her arms entangle themselves around your waist, earning a muffled curse from you. her fingers trace your back gently, almost cautious to not be too prying towards you.

"just, a few seconds longer," sophia whispers against your ear, and you couldn't help but feel your resolve crumble, knowing that you, yourself, wanted the filipino girl to stay, too.

"we- we're going to get caught; dani's gonna know you're down here," you warn, cautious to get caught with your sister's best friend in your bedroom. however, your words deeply betray your actions, as your arms were on autopilot, wrapping around the girl's neck.

"what's so bad 'bout that? c'mon, ease up—just a bit," sophia coaxes, her touch gentle and soft against your waist, as she draws patterns.

"is it really worth the risk?" you tilt your head, barely able to hold back a chuckle at how careless the filipino girl was. your eyes linger on her face, making her softly hum.

sophia sighs before grinning, "you're worth more than getting scolded by dani," she drawls out, her face full of apprehension and enthusiasm, so much that you wonder how her words make your knees weaken a bit.

she had you pressing your lips together, fighting back between a smile like a high school girl. one of her hands moves to interlace itself with one of yours, the delicate feeling of her thumbs brushing up against your knuckles leaving you melted.

"maybe, i guess you're right," you admit begrudgingly, pausing before continuing, "but- i mean, don't you think 's a little reckless? you're gonna be busy promoting with the girls at one point."

the filipino girl meekly shrugs, before swiftly mumbling, "it's worth the fun—you know that, and i know that. promise i'll have time for you."

the sincerity laced in her words only made your blood rush and chains of shivers rush down your spine. maybe—just maybe—this wasn't just a fleeting moment to her, not just something to have fun with, and was more so, something sophia wanted to hold onto, for eternity.

"what if we're not ready? what if-" you murmur, making sophia break into a small pout at your words, before she cuts you off.

"i could never be willing to let you go anyway," the filipina whispers, searching for reassurance in your gaze. she nods, her thumb brushing against your cheek, as you eased under her touch.

"and besides, there's just somethin' about you—something i can't figure out. yet, it makes everything with you special."

and for the first time in your life, you were rendered speechless by her pure bluntness—the way she said everything that could make heat curl at your cheeks even more, in meek sentences.

"fuck, sophia," you mumble against the crook of the filipina's neck, before continuing, "i- fine, just, we can't tell dani—not yet."

sophia gives you a slight nod, as her hands find its way to your hair, entangling them, "yeah- yeah, whatever you want—just tell me your boundaries."

locking eyes with her, the prominent sense of familiarity and comfort in her gaze makes your knees buckle, the girl practically giving you heart-eyes.

"can i?" the filipina asks, her voice light-hearted and gentle. you nod, almost eagerly before sophia leans in, closing the gap between you two. her plush lips immediately crash against yours, capturing your lips in a kiss that was anything but gentle. it was as though she was ready for this moment—ready to gain redemption from the first kiss.

you shudder against her kisses, as you guys pull away—only to catch your guys' breath. before you could continue, a muffled, low voice blares through the hallways.

"sophia? are you still in the kitchen?" daniela calls out, trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb the rest. the latina couldn't help but be suspicious and skeptical due to how long sophia supposedly spent at the kitchen.

both of you still in your movements, her hands resting on her chest to gently push her away. a cheeky smile plays on sophia's grin before she whispers against your ears.

"that's my cue to go," she plants a haste kiss against your cheek, then to your forehead gently. her eyes scan your waist that was snaked with her arms around it, as she reluctantly slides them off—the girl evidently disappointed at having to leave so soon.

"bye, pretty."

we're kissing in the bathroom, girl, and, uh

i hope nobody catch us

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