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Snowflakes and Kisses - Chaewon

A/N: Suprise! It's not a Loona fic!

“Babe come on! We’re burning daylight!” Yes, your girlfriend Kim Chaewon. She is currently rushing you to get ready to leave for the winter market, although there was something you were not fond about.

“I hate winter.”

“Do we really have to go to the winter market?” You slowly get your boots on, acting much slower than usual. “Yes, it’s only open for the season.” Chaewon slowly wraps you with a scarf that she bought you from last year.

 You are still not into the idea of going outside. “It’s so cold outside though.” You complain with a little pout.

“Babe, that’s why I got you this scarf.” Chaewon pecks the tip of your nose, making you smile and reluctantly decided not to give her a hard time with your hate/hate relationship with the winter season.

You watch Chaewon put on her jacket and you can’t help but admire everything about her.

“How do I look?” Chaewon imitating (G)I-DLE’s famous lines from their song “Nxde”, although instead of the sexy Marilyn Monroe imitation that Shu-Hua has done perfectly, Chaewon does a cute little twirl with her long brown coat and a grey scarf with a hint of brown.

You are infatuated with everything about Chaewon, you are still shocked she agreed to go out with you on that faithful night.

“You look great honey.” You smile as you open your arms for a smiling, twirling Chaewon to land in. “I promise you’ll have fun today babe.” Chaewon’s personality is a great contrast to yours, while she’s having fun twirling and giggling, having fun, you stand stoic, calm but still shed a smile for your loving girlfriend.

“Okay honey, if you say so, I’ll enjoy today.” You kiss Chaewon on the forehead, thinking she would be happy about it, but she stares at you with a pout. “What’s wrong?” You let go of Chaewon, but she held on to you and gripped you a little tighter.

“Honey?” You are still confused about her sudden change in mood, she then furrows her eyebrows. “You didn’t kiss the right spot.” She continued pouting. You crack out a chuckle and leaned up to kiss Chaewon properly.

Although Chaewon then turns her head the other way with her eyes closed. “Nope?” You reach around to face her but again, she spins her head the other way. You roll your eyes but still smiling, you bring both your hands up to Chaewon’s cheeks, squeezing them and forcing her to face you.

Chaewon looks at you with pure eyes and a big smile. You lean into that smile but land onto lips leaving a kiss.

“Better?” Chaewon nods her head like a baby who is enjoying their favourite piece of candy. “Let’s go now so we’re not there so late!” Chaewon let go of you as you do the same. You sigh as you open the door, shocked immediately by a harsh cold breeze with light snow flowing in the air.

“I hate winter.”

“BABE! LOOK!” Chaewon’s like a little child, running towards a large Christmas tree decorated with ornaments and several different coloured lights. “It’s so pretty!” Chaewon turns to face you, pointing at the tree with her eyes sparkling just as much as the tree is. “Take a picture!” The cold has gotten to you since the two of you left the apartment.

“Okay honey, ready? Smile!” You are oddly enjoying taking a picture in this freezing cold, matter of fact, you didn’t feel the cold. You look through the screen of your cell phone to a perfect imaging of your perfect girlfriend.

Everything is perfect… Except for the snow.

“You got it babe?” Chaewon asks as you walk over to her while you swipe through your phone after taking a few pictures. “Wah, the tree is so pretty!” Chaewon is admiring the photo as you’re looking straight at her instead. “Not as pretty as you.” Chaewon misses what you said but you dismissed it as nothing.

“Let’s go babe, the market is right here!” Chaewon grabs your arm and drags you past the tree and to the entrance of the market. For an outdoor market, you can smell all kinds of food in the hawker stalls throughout the lanes of the market.

“Waaaaaaah~ that smells so good!” Chaewon takes a deep breath of the different foods that’s surrounding the both of you, the sight of Chaewon enjoying herself almost makes you forget about the cold. “What do you want to try first, I’m getting cold out here.” You rub your mitts together as if that’s going to warm you up.

“Let’s go over there!” Chaewon points over to a Takoyaki cart, although it being a long line up. “But the line…” You can only think of standing outside in the snow, freezing as your girlfriend is waiting for some stuffed dough balls with octopus. “The line is moving fast! Kkura unnie tells me that it’s good!” Chaewon pouts knowing that you will eventually say yes.

“Okay.” You agree quickly to avoid standing being pelted by the falling snowflakes. Chaewon happily takes you over to the line for the Takoyaki and admittingly, the line does go fairly fast resulting in you whining less, getting your food faster.

“Thank you!” Chaewon thanks the vendor as she’s handed the small bowl of Takoyaki’s, finally something warm to prevent you from freezing. “Ah finally.” You take one of the toothpicks to pick up one of those hot octopus’ balls, but not without a price. “Babe, wait!” Before Chaewon can warn you, your mouth went from being freezing cold to a burning hell.

“WAH! HA. HOT!” You start to panic, waving your hand over your mouth gasping for anything that’ll cool your mouth, but nothing that can help in sight. With a tear coming down your eye, you bite the bullet and swallow the burning dough ball. Chaewon watches you and giggle not offering any help or find something for you to drink.

“Why didn’t you warn me?” You puff as you begin to gain your breath back. “Well you just took it without warning babe.” Chaewon giggles then shows you to take small bites so the Takoyaki can cool down to be enjoyed. You couldn’t be mad at Chaewon, especially when she looks so round with that smile.

Chaewon then picked another piece, taking a bite leaving half of it. “Say ‘Ahhh’,” you smiles then followed suit. “Ahhhhh.” As Chaewon feeds you the half bitten Takoyaki, it tastes a lot better than the last one you attempted to eat. “Good?” Asking you, nodding right away in response.

It is freezing, with a bit of snowing on the side, but do you feel cold on the inside? Chaewon certainly keeps you warm on the inside and suddenly the snowy weather isn’t as dreary as you thought.

“I still don’t like winter.”

After finishing your little plate of food, both you and Chaewon are walking down the alleys of the market, the sun is going down, the lit sky is getting dimmer by the minute. “It’s getting dark…” You mention as all you can think about is your bed at home, wanting to lay down in some warm sheets and watch drama all day.

“That means the lights will come up!” Your bob-cut girlfriend’s eyes start to sparkle just as the lights of the marketplace starts lighting up. Purple, pink, and various other colours are lighting up in into the sky, wired lights hanging from the poles. “Omo! It’s so pretty!” The alley you happen to be in, a lit-up sign made of a fence appears.

You finally start buying into the whole idea of a winter market, the events and everything about it. “Honey, let’s go get one.” You pointed at a cart selling locks and keys to be locked on the fence, Chaewon is actually quite surprised that you suggested something for the two of you since you only thought about how you hate winter.

You walk off ahead of Chaewon surprising her more. “Babe? What’s the sudden change of heart suddenly?” She asks but not realizing that you already ran off to the cart and buy a lock for you and your girlfriend. “So excited babe…” Chaewon quietly says as she smiles and watches you pick out a pink coloured lock and key.

“Look honey, I got your favourite colour.” You excitedly waddle like a penguin while holding the lock like a child. “Who are you and what did you do to my boyfriend?” Your loving girlfriend smiles as she questions you, but you only see a glowing human being, shining through the snow.

“I like being happy with you.” Chaewon is shocked, doesn’t say anything but nodded and smile. “Let’s put the lock up?” Chaewon takes your hand, essentially saying “yes” but not needing to say anything.

You go to heart on the far left, going to the tip dropping down in the middle of the heart. “Here!” Chaewon points and you agrees it’ll be a good spot. You bring up the lock in your hand, on the side is Chaewon holding the lock as well.

Both of you latch the lock through a piece of fence and push it in to lock and pull the keys out. “I love you Chae.” Surprising Chaewon with a hug, only holding you by instinct. She isn’t used to your sudden burst of affection, especially when you’ve been bitter for most of the day.

“Hey, lovely couple! Let me take your picture!” The salesmen at the lock cart who also carries a Polaroid camera, calls for the both of you to turn around and pose in front of the sign which you happily do, not thinking about the snow, not thinking about the cold, only thinking about the time you get to spend with your girlfriend.

“Winter isn’t that bad…”

Chaewon holds the developed photo in the palm of her hand, admiring how good it looks and how lucky she is to have someone like you, since this morning you’ve been dreading going out, you were so lethargic up until the sun has set, like a switch went off on you.

“Baby?” Chaewon calls you as she puts the photo in the back of her phone case, another one for the collection. “Yes?” You answer as the two you make way to a chocolate café that’s in the middle of the market. “How come you’re not complaining as much about the snow?” You look up to the sky of falling snowflakes, shining in the lights of the market and the moon.

“I guess I’m just starting to appreciate the real beauty of winter.” Then you look down to the real snowflake, Kim Chaewon. Your one of a kind girlfriend who you treasure deeply.

You may not feel the same hatred for winter as you did this morning, but you still rush inside the café with Chaewon and quickly grabbing a table. You order an assortment of fruits, marshmallows, waffles and a brownie.

You watch Chaewon eat a strawberry and couldn’t help but record it.

Chaewon is always adorable, you love her baby like personality and of course how soft she is. You feel bad for starting today so bitter, trying to avoid going out all together, today ended up being enjoyable, this was a chance to make it up to Chaewon.

“I guess I don’t hate winter.”

The both of you made it home, warming up inside after being out in the cold all day, you and Chaewon opt to have a cuddle night of movies while having hot chocolate with marshmallows. “Thank you for today babe.” Chaewon kisses your cheek to your surprise, knowing that it was before of her that your view of the season is different.

“I should be thanking you, if you didn’t force me out of the house, I would still be hating this time of year.” Chaewon then leans more onto your chest, bringing in more blanket to keep the two of you warm.

“This is the best season to cuddle to.” Chaewon tells you with a little smirk on her face, being surprised you find out this isn’t the end of your night.

Far from it.

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.

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“I think I like winter now.”

[strifees]

For All To See (ft. LOONA's Yves)

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Happy New Year, everybody!

Enjoy this porn / brain rot filled mess!

Tags: 

Squirting, 

Pissing, 

Exhibitionism, 

Golden Showers, 

Piss Drinking, 

Public Sex, 

General Degeneracy / Debauchery.

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Everyone has kinks they don't want people to know about. Some people want it hidden out of shame. Some hide it out of fear. Maybe they have a reputation to maintain.

One such person is Ha Sooyoung, aged 25. 

By day, she's known as Yves, a famous dance instructor with a semi-decent following on quite a few social media platforms for her impeccable dancing. Sooyoung's passion for dancing knows no bounds, and it shows in all the dance content she makes on YouTube and TikTok. On most nights, she's still just the regular Ha Sooyoung—she lounges about at home gaming, watching Netflix, or reviewing dance videos for YouTube. However, the things that happen on the few nights where she's not home doing the usual…

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Sooyoung's watch reads 9pm, and she gets up from her couch. After a stretch to loosen up her muscles, she switches off her TV and tugs her hoodie over her head, the cloth sliding off her body. She holds the garment in one hand, her other one busy unclipping her bra. In her room, she pulls her shorts and panties off together, leaving her naked.

It doesn't take long for Sooyoung to have her clothes folded neatly in a pile on her bed. She stands in front of her wardrobe, a white sports bra and similarly white curve-cut FBT shorts in hand. 

'What else do I want to wear…?'

Her eyes fall on the white tee she typically wears to bed, translucent from too many washes. She'd usually never wear it out, but on a night like tonight…

'It'd be modest enough, but people could see I'm naked underneath if they looked hard enough…'

With such tantalizing chances, Sooyoung puts it on and admires herself in the mirror. 

'God, I'm so naughty…'

That's right, the famous dancer Yves Ha Sooyoung is a huge exhibitionist. One night a week, she goes for her night run, partially to keep herself fit, and partially to indulge in her sinful desires. Of course, she'd never want to be caught, but oh, the thrill…

That thought drives Sooyoung to blush, her legs squeezing together in arousal. Her nipples tent the cloth of her shirt, and Sooyoung bites her lip, imagining someone chancing upon her dressed like this on the way down to her car. 

A few steps takes Sooyoung to the door. A mask covers her face—she can't risk her career and reputation while she indulges in her dirtiest fantasies, after all. She peers left and right down the hallway—both sides empty—and she steps out. The cool breeze down the hallway feels refreshing against her body, warmed with arousal, but with the cool air brushing against Sooyoung's hard clit, she can't help but softly moan at the pleasure it brings.

The ride down to the ground floor is quiet—save for the moans Sooyoung lets out as she masturbates under the watchful eye of the CCTV camera. She knows no one checks those unless something serious happens, and nothing usually does. The guards are too busy sleeping on the job all the time, and she needs the relief right now. Sooyoung's fingers slide deep within her pussy, the soft curl of her middle and ring fingers stimulating the most pleasurable of spots deep within her dripping cunt. Her other hand tweaks her nipple over the thin cloth, and she can't help but tremble in excitement and fear at the possibility of someone catching her if the lift stops. She'd love for them to watch her cum…

Alas, this short self-love session is interrupted by the lift doors opening on the ground floor. To Sooyoung's bittersweet relief, no one is around to catch her. She withdraws her slick fingers, a soft moan escaping her lips as she slides out from within herself, and she tugs the mask off her face to lick her own juices off her fingers. As expected, the guard is dead asleep, as always. Typically, Sooyoung would be annoyed at the lapse of physical security borne out of irresponsibility, but this time, it's a huge blessing for her.

The breeze is even cooler on the first floor, and Sooyoung's nipples are hard as diamonds against the thin cloth. Sometimes, the force of the winds even raise the hem of the T-shirt up, which exposes Sooyoung's body to anyone lucky enough to catch a glimpse. The girl in question loves it—more eyes on her means more people she can exhibit herself for.

Sooyoung reaches her car in no time. Her first action once she gets into her car is to divest herself of the shirt—she's feeling particularly kinky tonight, and what better than to drive to her favorite park in the nude for any driver to see? With a click, the stick shift lands on D, and Sooyoung begins to pull out of the lot. As her car turns to join up with the other traffic on the main road, she can't resist staring at the other cars driving past her. Every streetlight she passes illuminates the interior of her car for a short while, and she knows anyone can see her nude form in those moments. It is this exact knowledge that has her biting her lips, wishing she could squeeze her legs shut to alleviate some of the sexual frustration she has. No one would know it was the famous dancer Ha Sooyoung either, with her mask on…

Sooyoung decides to risk it—she rubs her dripping pussy with her fingers as she drives. At the stop lights, she can't help but rub herself harder—she knows some of the people crossing the road are able to see her, with the streetlights above shining right into her car. More and more slick drips from Sooyoung's sex with every brush of her fingers across her clit, the towel beneath her soaking every droplet of her arousal. Sooyoung knows from experience how wet she can get by exhibiting herself, and without this towel, she'd have so much slick to clean up. 

Finally, the entrance to the park off the main road towards the park draws closer and closer. Sooyoung turns to the right and drives her car to the last parking space all the way at the back of the parking lot. While she usually wouldn't entertain such a dimly lit and potentially insecure parking space, right now, it fits every criterion for her to carry out her next few planned actions. There are only a few cars parked, all of them far apart from each other, and their owners don't appear to be present as per Sooyoung's cursory glance during her drive in. Without any attention given to proper parking, Sooyoung carelessly swerves her car into the final lot.

From there, Sooyoung's next few actions are simple. Under the cover of the foliage above and the lack of illumination, Sooyoung throws the door open and lunges out of her car, then slams the door shut. Never mind that the engine is still running—if Sooyoung doesn't fucking cum right now, she thinks she might die. Her back crashes against the metal frame of the car—ow!—but that doesn't matter. The warmth emanating from beneath the car flows around Sooyoung's spread legs as she widens her legs for support. Her right middle and ring fingers plunge deep into her dripping, needy cunt with a loud wet squelch, paired with a loud moan of relief and pleasure. Her free hand immediately reaches for her breasts, and without a care in the world, Sooyoung fucks herself right there in the carpark, anyone watching be damned! Every curl of fingers against wet flesh draws loud, lewd moans out of Sooyoung. With how much teasing she's put herself through, she's beyond even attempting to mask her need to cum. Furthermore, no one's around anyway—she can afford to let the world know how fucking good it feels to fuck herself for anyone to watch!

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck…"

Sooyoung doesn't bother controlling herself. She's so damned fucking close anyway, so if anyone catches her, she'll just have to cum harder for them to watch.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sooyoung catches a car turning into the carpark…

Car. Driver. Light rays flash across her naked body—

Sooyoung's shrill scream breaks the peace of the night air, just as her orgasm tears through her body. Her pussy explodes—a straight gush of squirt rains all over the tarmac as her hips buck hard, knees buckling beneath her. She manages to grab onto the roof of her car to support herself, but the gush of squirt never ends—Sooyoung expels her earlier pent-up sexual frustration, now in the form of pure sexual pleasure, all over the tarmac of the parking lots under the night sky. She rubs her clit furiously, the hiss from the violent streams of cum flowing along her labia almost deafening. Sooyoung doesn't care that her squirt is drenching her legs with every flick of her fingers across her clit—she just needs more, more, more, more!

All good things must come to an end—even with the prolonged pleasure that Sooyoung still tries to keep going, her orgasm does end up subsiding as her squirt ends, the final few droplets running down her thighs. Sooyoung pants against the mask, and her body trembles under the cool air of the night. The exertion of having the strongest orgasm she could've enjoyed is evident in the way sweat drips down her body—down her forehead and cheeks, along her neck, between the valley of her breasts, and down her ripped core and beyond. Her long, straight hair sticks to her skin, and Sooyoung wonders if she should take a few selfies right now—

Wait—where's that car—?!

Sooyoung's head snaps around to look for the car from earlier. One look, and she catches the same car parked all the way on the other end from where she is, in the other dark corner of this car park. There's no one there—it seems as if the owner left without noticing…

Sooyoung breathes a sigh of relief as she tugs off her mask, finally letting herself enjoy the cool night air across her face. She opens the car door and grabs her phone, throwing her mask onto the seat, then she wanders over right under a streetlight. With the bright lighting and her camera, she begins to style her messy hair in preparation for her impromptu nude photoshoot.

Strike a few poses—a peace sign over her left eye, a half-heart on her cheek just like her outros for her dance videos, her signature first-love grin, Sooyoung captures more and more of her little nighttime escapade into memory. These nude photoshoots are Sooyoung's favorite parts of these nights—she loves getting off on them when she's home.

'Fuck, I really need to pee right now.'

Sooyoung bites her lip as she looks around. Once again, there still is no one present near her, and she releases a shaky breath of anticipation as she switches her camera to video mode. She raises the phone up and hits record, flashing a bright grin for the camera with a peace sign before she puffs her cheeks…

"Oh, fuck, yessss…"

A warm trickle flows down Sooyoung's skin before a clear stream erupts from between her meaty thighs. Slowly, a puddle forms between her spread legs as Sooyoung empties her bladder, the unblinking eye of the camera recording every second of her relieving herself. Sooyoung shudders in pleasure—the thrill of urinating naked while recording herself, visible for everyone to see, keeps Sooyoung's arousal high. The strong gush of piss splatters all over the ground, the loud hiss of her stream against her labia, and the sound of the soft night breeze around her body is all picked up by the microphone, and when her stream softly tapers off into droplets left, Sooyoung deigns the camera another first-love grin before cutting off the recording. 

With her desires temporarily sated, Sooyoung finally sets out for her original plans for the night. The screen in her car reads 9:45pm, and she reaches within to turn the engine off before finally putting on her sports bra and FBT shorts. She ties her hair up into a messy ponytail and does a cursory check of her outfit after. 

'Oh, the shorts…'

Sooyoung's sweat from earlier hadn't dried off, and with her shorts being white, it was now semi-translucent. With more physical activity, the sweat would definitely soak through—her shorts would be transparent. 

'Ehe, I'd love that…'

The thought of essentially being bottomless during her run causes a streak of warmth in her tummy. When paired with the bright sports bra, she knows she'd definitely get eyes on her easily, with her color choice contrasting with the darkness around her. If anything, Sooyoung gets even fucking hornier at the thought, and she's already ruining her shorts thinking about it. 

With a few stretches to warm up her body, Sooyoung begins her run for the night.

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The cold night air does wonders for Sooyoung. The run is enjoyable—Sooyoung loves running and keeping herself fit, but what keeps her on edge is how wet she is. Her shorts are soaked through now from a mixture of both sweat and slick. There aren't many people around still, only a few runners and cyclists, none of which seem to really notice her situation. Emboldened by this, Sooyoung begins to entertain her dirtier fantasies.

'I might as well take this off…'

Sooyoung doesn't hesitate any more. She runs to the side of the path and pulls down on her FBT shorts. The garment falls to her ankles, and she steps out of it. With her ass and pussy exposed fully to the night air once again, Sooyoung resumes her run further deeper into the park. 

Another ten minutes goes by with no one coming in the opposite direction. Sooyoung can feel her slick running down her thighs, and the familiar desperation to get herself off begins to curl around Sooyoung's mind. Tonight is one of Sooyoung's more active nights, and her libido is definitely on the higher side. When the running trail forks into two, one brightly lit, the other not so much, Sooyoung takes herself down the dimly lit path in search for a quiet place hidden away from the more public areas. Experience tells her she'll reach the pond where she'd usually run by on a normal night, but for tonight, she'd step on the bridge across it, where there's a deck with benches facing the water.

Under the darkness, Sooyoung's lustful thoughts go into overdrive. Without a second thought, she begins to tug on her sports bra, her petite breasts bouncing out of the garment as she pulls it off her sweaty body. Naked again, Sooyoung begins to tease her hard clit as she jogs the final few meters that takes her onto the bridge and to the bench. 

"Oh my God, fuck!"

Sooyoung winces at the cold stone against her skin when she plants herself down on the bench. Her clothing is thrown aside on the bench, and immediately she spreads her legs wide open, her fingers rubbing along her slick folds and over her clit, now out of its hood. Her other hand kneads her petite breasts, paying special attention to her taut nipples. The combined pleasure of her actions draws loud moans out of her as she throws her head back against the backrest. Sooyoung doesn't waste time—two fingers plunge deep in her dripping cunt, gliding along her slick walls and ending in a curl against her G-spot. The wet sounds of Sooyoung fucking herself mixes with her lewd moans.

"Oh, fuck, just like that, fuck, so good!"

In Sooyoung's pleasure-addled mind, she briefly recalls this spot of the park being used for some form of free concert or something a few months back. Right now, her brain morphs that memory into fantasy—she's now on stage, naked, spread, exhibiting her most intimate moments for a large crowd to see. She imagines all of the crowd masturbating with her, to her, the blatant display of eroticism multiplying her lust tenfold. The thought of so many faceless, nameless individuals, all of their eyes on her "performance" for them has her pushing her third finger into her pussy. 

"Fuck, it feels so good, I feel so good! Watch me, watch me fuck my needy pussy, watch me fuck myself!"

Sooyoung's words go out to the masses, and yet at the same time, to no one but herself. Reality blends with fantasy—she can hear and feel the caress of the night breeze across her body, burning with lust, but at the same time, she can see the crowd, hear them pleasuring themselves to her. The pleasure of this session clouds her mind, the tendrils snaking around her consciousness, drawing her deeper and deeper into her fantasy. The roar of the crowd begins to rise in volume, just as her orgasm begins to build…

'Come on, Sooyoung, add that last finger…'

Sooyoung obliges to her inner devil's instruction. She stretches her pussy with four fingers, her slick drenching her palm with every stroke. Her forearm burns with how hard and fast she fucks herself, but she's unable to stop—not when she has an audience. It doesn't matter that the audience is imaginary—she's too far gone to even register that. 

'God, I wish I had a cock fucking me right now…'

This thought draws a loud, broken moan out of Sooyoung's throat. Her fantasy morphs once more—this time, she has a man on top of her, his cock fucking deep into her cunt. She doesn't even bother making up an identity—he's nameless and faceless, just like the crowd, with his chiseled body and strong arms wrapped around her body as he fucks her with his thick, warm, hard cock over and over and over. Her moans get even louder, hands even rougher. Sooyoung fucks herself just as hard as she imagines the man would fuck her, and the crowd cheers in approval at the "live" sex show.

"Fuck, faster, faster, just like that, just like that—!"

Sooyoung's imaginary partner obliges, and she bucks her hips in response to the surges of pleasure through her veins that she draws from her hand. The pure lust coursing through her veins all comes to a head as the tension builds and builds—she doesn't even feel the soreness of her forearm anymore!

"Oh my God, oh my God, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fucking squirt, watch me squirt, watch me squirt all over!"

The peace of the night is torn with Sooyoung's shrill scream, akin to a blade through cloth. At the same time, mixed in with the scream is the sound of Sooyoung's pussy gushing. Violent jets of squirt cover everything in front of her as her body spasms uncontrollably, writhing, convulsing, and seizing, all while her eyes roll back in her head, the orgasm consuming every bit of her rational mind. Sooyoung swears she can hear the roar of the crowd as she achieves orgasm, all while squirt splatters all over the wooden floors of the observation deck. Sooyoung's second violent jet of squirt sprays between the railings, just as her third and fourth jets do. Spray after spray of Sooyoung's squirt gushes into the pond, the loud splashes of her cum against the water adding to the sexual mess of sounds in the night. When Sooyoung's orgasm subsides, she lies exhausted, delirious, and giddy. She barely even registers as the warm trickles of pee begin to flow from her cunt, before the stream begins to pick up. All Sooyoung can do is sigh in relief as she relieves herself and empties her bladder all over the observation deck, the puddle flowing between the cracks into the pond below. 

Minutes, maybe even hours pass—Sooyoung doesn't know how long. When she finally catches her breath and the world stops spinning, she picks up her clothing and staggers along the path back to where it rejoins the other running path. A cursory check of her watch shows 10:45pm, and it is at this point that Sooyoung decides to return back to her car to head for home. 

The path back to the car is long—it'd take her a while to go back by walking. Sooyoung decides to run back, but this time, she doesn't bother with clothes any more. She'll run the whole way naked, and if there's anyone that catches her, she doesn't care. They can look all they want!

'And maybe, they can fuck me if they ask…'

That dangerous thought stems from the fantasy from earlier. Sooyoung can't deny it any more—she's craving cock, and while she usually can manage this desire, she's not gotten laid in a long while. That fantasy from earlier drove the devil out of her, and if she gets any opportunity tonight, she just might take it. 

But first, she desperately needs a drink to hydrate herself after all those orgasms. Thank God for the nearby water dispenser.

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Sooyoung begins her run once again, along the brightly lit path back. It doesn't take her long to meet someone coming in the opposite direction—two girls, both of whom almost seem to ignore her. A short while later, she runs into two male cyclists who wolf whistle at her as she passes. She can feel their lustful gazes across her body, and she feels her pussy drip down her thighs at the attention. However, they let her pass by without making any more passes, and Sooyoung sighs in disappointment as the missed opportunity for a public threesome. She needs a good fuck, damn it!

Sadly, there are no more people on the route Sooyoung takes. Soon enough, she nears the car park she left her car at, and she notices the fewer number of cars left. One more check of her watch—11:10 pm—and Sooyoung steps over to her car and opens the trunk to grab a towel and some slippers before retrieving her discarded white shirt from within her car. The run, as well as all of the masturbation, left her sweaty and sticky, and she desperately needs a quick shower to rinse herself. 

Sooyoung locks her car once more and makes her way to the bathroom, now wearing slippers instead of socks and shoes. Her eyes scan the building—whoever designed the bathroom left the showers outside, right in the open, where anyone could see someone showering. Whatever the architects were doing, they definitely didn't think it through, but for Sooyoung, it doesn't matter. All she cares about is which side to choose—male or female? 

It doesn't take long for Sooyoung to make her way to the male toilet. She steps into the bathroom and casually places her white shirt onto the sink counter before grabbing her towel to leave for the shower—

"Ah!"

"Fuck!"

Two cries of surprise echo in the empty bathroom, just as two pairs of eyes meet each other. One rakes across a naked body, the other trembles in fear and dread at the surprise. 

"Y-Yves?!"

Shit. 

"Oh, fuck."

Sooyoung knows it'd only be a matter of time before this happened. Someone would recognize her eventually, but in a male bathroom which she was trespassing in, all while nude…

She lunges for this dude, who backs up in surprise. Her hand claps over his mouth to muffle his yelp, and she begins to speak. 

"You caught me, Mister. That's right, I'm Yves."

She doesn't give him time to reply. Instead, she begins to cut herself a deal. 

"I knew this would happen someday, and I need you to keep this a secret for me. Can you do that? Please say yes, please!"

When the man nods yes, Sooyoung relaxes and releases her hand from his mouth. 

"Y—You're Yves, the dancer!"

"Ah, yeah…" Sooyoung can't find it in her to cover up—he'd seen all of her anyway. "Nice to meet you." She reaches out a hand. 

"I—I'm a big fan, um… It's nice to meet you too, I'm Lee Min Jun."

When their handshake ends, both Sooyoung and Minjun stand awkwardly in front of each other. Minjun's lustful gaze travels across Sooyoung's body once again, and Sooyoung bites her lip as she considers the situation she's in right now. She's naked, in front of a random fan, and he's looking at her so naughtily… 

"Minjun-ah, I need you to keep this a secret for me, okay?"

"Ah—sure, yes, um…"

Sooyoung sees her chance and makes up her mind. 

"If you… If you keep this secret for me, I'll… I'll make sure you get a reward worth your trouble."

Minjun perks up in anticipation and undisguised lust, though he tries not to show it. Sooyoung thanks the heavens that she's not meeting someone who'd choose to have his way with her against her will. 

"You came here to pee, right?"

"Yeah…" Minjun's voice trails off, the realization beginning to dawn in his eyes. 

"Hmm…"

Sooyoung steps up to him and pulls him towards her. She throws her towel aside and pins him to the counter, her naked body pressing intimately against his warm clothed one.

"Have you ever given a girl a golden shower?"

"Wha—?!"

"Have you ever pissed all over a girl?"

"N-No…"

"Do you want to?"

Minjun hesitates, but Sooyoung knows he'll crumble. The temptation is written all over his face.

Sooyoung ups the ante, going all in.

"If you piss all over me right now, I'll let you fuck my pussy and cum in me."

—----

'I'm such a dirty slut,' Sooyoung thinks, as she works Minjun's shorts off his hips. She engages in a fierce liplock with him, their tongues swirling against each other's as she helps him undress. They break the kiss long enough for Minjun to step out of his shorts and pull his shirt off, and Sooyoung throws his clothes aside on the counter before crashing her lips to his in another desperate kiss. Minjun pulls Sooyoung against him, his hard cock pressed between their bodies. Sooyoung giggles when she feels the precum stain her skin. 

"You're really wet huh, Minjun? Can't wait to pee on me?"

"I've thought about it, fuck…"

Sooyoung doesn't waste any more time—she kisses and licks her way down Minjun's body while jerking his cock until she squats between his legs. She looks up at Minjun, her big eyes filled with so much lust. 

"I need to pee too, Minjun…"

"Fuck it, Yves, just pee with me. I wanna watch you pee."

"Okay." Sooyoung flashes him a huge grin, and she gently jerks him off before aiming his hard cock down over her body. 

"You can start peeing, Minjun."

A short moment passes…

"Yessss, fuuuck…"

Minjun's warm, golden piss begins to rain down on her as he releases his control over his bladder. Immediately, she directs his cock to cover every inch of her skin with his pee, specifically across her face and on her breasts. Sooyoung even wraps her lips around Minjun's tip to drink his piss from the sour, then she licks his length up and down and takes his balls into her mouth to apply a gentle suction on them, all while Minjun urinates freely all over her. 

Sooyoung's never felt so slutty before—indulging in her exhibitionism and piss kink together with a man she's just met is not something she'd ever thought she would do, and here she is, letting a stranger urinate all over her and even drinking it with the promise to let him fuck her after.

At the same time, as Minjun pisses all over her, Sooyoung begins to relieve herself as well. A strong golden stream gushes out from between her legs as she takes Minjun's golden shower, and both her and Minjun moan in pleasure and relief as they empty their bladders together. The couple's lust for each other reaches an all time high when both of their respective streams end and Sooyoung rises up from between Minjun's legs, lust and seduction written all over her features. 

"Did you like it, Minjun?"

"Fuck yes." Minjun bites his lip, his cock pointing straight. Sooyoung giggles and flips their position—now, she's the one leaning against the sink. She turns around and meets Minjun's gaze in the mirror, their eyes never breaking contact as she bends over and pushes her ass towards him. 

"Come fuck me, Minjun, and cum in this wet, naughty pussy."

Minjun's loud curse is the last sound Sooyoung registers before she releases the sultriest moan of the night. Her voice echoes around the empty bathroom and into the night as Minjun shoves his cock right into her pussy with one stroke. Sooyoung doesn't even get a second to rest before Minjun begins to pound her pussy, his grunts mixing with her loud moans. 

"Oh, oh, fuck, Minjun, ah, ah, ah~!"

"Mmgh, fuck, Yves, fuck, you're so fucking tight—!"

No more words are exchanged after—Minjun's animalistic grunts and Sooyoung's broken moans fill the space. Minjun's hips clap against Sooyoung's ass with every harsh thrust he sends into her pussy, and he reaches around Sooyoung to fondle her chest as they begin to make out.

Minjun's cock stretches out Sooyoung just the way she wants to be. Sooyoung swears Minjun's cock is just like what she dreamed of earlier. Her pussy is a tight fit around his cock—she gets the breath knocked out of her whenever he hilts on every thrust. Slick gushes around the gaps between Minjun's cock and Sooyoung's cunt on every exit, and both her and Minjun let themselves get lost in the pleasure of their impromptu sex session. Their moans get louder, their curses more frequent, and the slaps of flesh against flesh as they fuck harder and harder breaks the peace of the night. 

"Fuck, fuck, you fuck me so good, fuck!"

"That's right, Yves, fuck, I'm gonna fuck you so hard everyone's gonna know we're fucking!"

Sooyoung's pussy clenches around Minjun's cock at his words. Minjun's bold statement plants the idea of people outside listening to them have sex, and it is with this thought that Sooyoung is thrown over the edge—

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!"

Sooyoung screams as her knees buckle, and a huge gush of squirt sprays Minjun's feet. Minjun holds Sooyoung up by her hips and pistons into her as she cums all over him. Sooyoung's pussy quivers around his cock, and Minjun lasts no more than three thrusts around Sooyoung's orgasming cunt before he slams his hips against her ass. Semen erupts from his thick cock right into Sooyoung's womb, white hot shots of cum painting her insides white with every hard spurt. Minjun fucks Sooyoung through both of their orgasms, and he wraps his arms around her body in a bear hug as both of them come down from their respective highs. Both of them stay cuddled up until Minjun pulls out, his cock beginning to soften. Thick white semen flows out of Sooyoung's used pussy almost immediately, a testament to how much Minjun came while within Sooyoung. 

"Minjun-ah, I'm gonna pee…"

Almost immediately, Sooyoung's urine begins to trickle down her legs. The trickle becomes a stream as Sooyoung empties her bladder again, as she usually would after a round of sex. 

"Yves, I need to pee too."

"On me, again."

With her instructions given, Minjun raises his rapidly rehardening cock with his hand. A second goes by, and he begins to sigh in relief—Minjun proceeds to join Sooyoung in emptying his bladder, but he urinates all over Sooyoung's ass, pussy, and legs. Sooyoung moans as Minjun's warm pee washes over her privates, and she rubs her pussy as she watches him pee all over her again, his urine dripping all over her hand as she indulges in the last bit of debauchery for the night. 

When Minjun's second golden shower slowly tapers to a few drips, Sooyoung turns around to kiss Minjun fully on the lips. None of them care about how dirty they are—they're beyond that—and instead, they enjoy the deep kiss they share. 

"Did you like it?"

"Oh, fuck yes."

Sooyoung giggles, and she lets go of Minjun, though she keeps his hand in hers. 

"Let's shower together."

—-------

Both Minjun and Sooyoung towel themselves off after their brief rinse—Sooyoung with her own towel, Minjun with an extra Sooyoung has.

"Minjun, where's your phone?"

"In the pocket of my pants."

Sooyoung walks over to Minjun's pants and fishes it out. She passes it to Minjun for him to unlock it, and when she gets it back, she punches her number into it and calls herself. 

"What are you doing?"

"Calling myself. I want your number too."

A naughty smile graces her features as she boldly reveals her next thought.

"I wanna do this again with you, Minjun…

"But next time, I really want you to pee inside me…"

[strifees]

started my new year w sadness

Last Christmas Prompt. 🫡

Pale Blue Dot - Jinsoul

A/N: I know who you are…

This would be a good one to end the year with.

Dec 25th, 2022.

You open your eyes, your first instinct is to check the time. Your eyes swerve around the room, seeing the clock on the wall saying 2:07am. The grogginess started lifting and to your realization there’s a dim light coming from the other side of your bed.

“Sol?” You spoke up seeing the your wife sitting at her desk, writing out something. She hasn’t heard you the first time so you decided to sit up from your bed. “Sol?” You called out once again, this time grabbing her attention. “Oh, baby you’re awake?”

Jinsol ran over from her desk over to your shared bed to prevent you from getting up. “Yah, baby don’t get up.” Jinsol places her hands on your shoulders preventing you from getting up, instead laying you back down.

“Sol, I’m okay!” You try to convince your wife that everything is okay, you’re not having an attack of anything whatsoever.

It’s been 3 years since you’ve been married.

1 since you’ve been diagnosed with bradycardia, a condition when a heart’s resting rate is less than 60 beats per minute.

Meaning anything that exerts an excessive amount of energy, can lead to cardiac arrest, possibly worse.

Jinsol was scared, she was a full time astronomy professor at the South Korea college before she decided to change to doing part time in online teaching. You were in construction, labour intensive, definitely didn’t help your case of a slowed down heart.

She knew at any moment in time, your heart will fail you.

“You know I want you to save your energy baby, don’t waste it.” Jinsol smiles and pecks you on the forehead. “I’ll come to bed soon, I just need to finish some paper work.” You just agree knowing nothing will stop your wife. “Okay Sol, hurry up.” You smile and lean upwards, letting her lead down to leave a kiss on your lips.

“Merry Christmas baby.”

Jinsol goes back to her desk finishing her paper… Her application.

~~~~~

Dec 24th, 2023.

“I’m heading to the hospital now Sol, Sooyoung offered to drive me over there.” You tell your wife over the phone, she was called into the university, probably for student program reasons.

“Okay baby, you be safe okay? I’ll kill Sooyoung if you’re not in one peace.” Jinsol smiles as she’s sitting in her chair at the hospital. “You know I love you right?”

“I love you too honey.” Both you and Jinsol said your goodbyes, you were excited. You were moved up somehow on the queue for the heart transplant. “You ready?” Sooyoung opens the front door, ready to take you over.

“I can’t wait to go out with Jinsol again, have dates with her again. I can finally take her roller skating like how she always wanted!” You were so excited to see Jinsol after this done and over with.

Sooyoung didn’t say much. “I’m sure Sol will be happy too.” Sooyoung looked like she was trying to hold something back, like she knew something.

“Are you crazy?!”

“Take care of them Sooyoung.”

~~~~~

“Are you going to wait for Sol?” You’re sitting in a wheelchair, ready to be wheeled off for the surgery. “Yes, I’ll be waiting here.” Sooyoung smiles, trying to hide the truth for however long it takes.

You nod and you get wheeled off.

“GOOD LUCK!” Sooyoung waves at you until your pass through the doors to not be seen.

~~~~~

Dec 25th, 2023

You open your eyes, your first instinct was to look for the time. This isn’t your usual bedroom, this is a hospital room, white walls, thin bed sheets, a hell of an uncomfortable mattress compared to what you’re used to.

2:07am.

The grogginess started lifting up from your being, you notice on your chest a blue envelope with a drawing of a fish. You also look to your left a sleeping Sooyoung, but no wife to be seen.

You take the envelope and slowly open the it containing a letter and Jinsol’s engagement ring.

“Hello baby,

You made me the happiest woman on this planet and further beyond that. You gave me your heart last Christmas, the Christmas before that, the Christmas before that, all the way since we met in that car accident on that faithful day, it was still your fault you rear ended my car!

This Christmas, I give you my heart. For all those time you sacrificed yourself for me, all those times you put me in front of you. My best friend, my live, my partner. You were ever so perfect, like the one I always dreamed of as a child.

Please don’t hate yourself, this was a choice I made and I wish for you to live a fuller and happier life. Someone else in this world is here for you to make you happy, just as I once did.

Sooyoung was awakened, she looks up to see you sobbing in tears, holding your chest.

She knew you found out.

She saw the letter on your lap, only to read the last phrase of it, she got up from her chair to embrace you in a hug, you took her in and held her as tight as you could.

.

.

.

.

We’ll fly again tonight.

Whatever comes to might.

It’s going to be alright.

My Pale Blue Dot.”

[strifees]

Looks Like Rain.

Previous Part: Behind The Scenes - Haseul

Next Part: ?

A/N: There will few spoilers and easter eggs here for all future fics as this really ends Jinsoul's first phase in the MoonVerse.

~~~~~~

Click

You turn on the light switch to your small apartment. It was a mess, old take-out containers, glass bottles of alcohol on the counter next to the sink. You lock your front door, slipping out of your shoes and bringing a plastic bag with a few bottles of soju over to the table. Not even cleaning up, you pull a bottle out and open it to immediately sip from it.

You pull your phone out of your pocket as you take a seat at the table, seeing you have several missed calls from a certain Jo Haseul.

“Oppa, you got to talk to her.”

“She’s not talking to anyone. I really think she’s going crazy over this.”

“Oppa… She’s locked herself in her room, Sooyoung is trying keep her calm.”

These voicemails were all from a week ago. You were a wreck. Everything has come crashing down on you all in an instant. You requested a Leave of Absence from work, which was granted for 2 months.

You couldn’t bring yourself to stare her in the face.

Jeong Jinsol.

“I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE!”

“LEAVE ME, DON’T EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!

“GET OUT!”

You believed those were the last words you would ever hear from the woman you love, kicking you out of her life.

*Knock, Knock*

You sluggishly get up and walk over to your front door, opening it revealing a certain silver-haired leader of a 12-member group. She looked at you with a smile, while you felt disgusted and just drank another sip of the soju you have in hand.

You didn’t say a word but turned your back on Haseul and walked towards your living room, leaving Haseul free to enter the mess of an apartment. Haseul walks in and closes the door, going through the hallway and kicking around the trash that’s laying on the floor. “Ugh oppa, don’t you ever clean up?” Haseul starts picking up empty chip bags and cups of ramen off the floor.

You completely dismiss whatever she has said and just took another swig of the bottle of soju. Haseul then puts the trash into the big under the sink in the kitchen and walks over to the couch where your sad ass has taken refuge.

“Why are you here Jo?” You lay the back of your head on the couch, looking at her as tears start running down your face. “I miss her.” Haseul looks at you, taking the bottle out of your hand and placing it on the nearby table. “I miss her too Daewon.” Haseul places her other hand on top of yours.

“I regret not telling her.” Haseul’s voice is toned down much lower than ever, this of course is a hard time to be the leader of the group. “You know if you don’t talk to her before we leave, things will never go back to normal.” The leader sat down next to you, trying to comfort, and hopefully put some motivation to see her.

~~~~~

“WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS WITH HER?” Jinsol yells at you as she enters your apartment, as you are following behind her. “What do you mean babe?” You were growing irritated with how Jinsol is reacting. “Why are you always with Jiwoo.” Jinsol’s voice was lowered, she was not shouting. She was trying to stay calm in this situation, trying to keep herself composed.

“I’m not always with her, Sol. I’m with you almost every day.” You were growing annoyed being questioned by her. “Why can’t you tell me what’s going between the two of you. Jiwoo has been distance with us too, this isn’t a coincidence!” Jinsol is starting to get more suspicious by the moment.

“There’s nothing to tell you babe, I just happened to see Jiwoo.” You put your coat away on the coat rack, proceeding to pass Jinsol in the hall leading to the kitchen. “Can I trust you?” Without hesitation, you answered right away.

“You can trust me.”

~~~~~

“Have you spoken to her?” A voice over the phone asks you about Jinsol. “No… I don’t think I should get near the dorm anytime soon.” You tell this person, very sadly. “Do you want to get a drink tonight?”

You look at your window and see the sun setting down, indicating nightfall is coming. “Sure, I’ll come over.”

“Okay oppa, I’ll see you soon.”

You hang up the phone and got up from your couch, walking to your bedroom to open the closet. It’s hitting once again, everything felt so much emptier than before. It’s been a week, a week that Jinsol took all her things back. A week ago, when Jinsol swore she would never set foot in this apartment again.

You can say that your closet really represents what you feel like. Having lost someone so close, your lover, your best friend, but in the end, you had to do what you had to do. You shake your head to bring some sense to yourself. Trying to not think about the past, trying to not think about the way you lost her.

You put on a jacket, grabbing your wallet and keys on the way out. You receive a text holding details of the new address that you will be heading to.

As you leave your apartment, you look back inside. The lack of photo frames, the endless mess that’s taking up the space inside.

Empty.

Just like you.

~~~~~

You walk up to an apartment, knocking on the door while holding a bag of food and drinks with the other hand. “Who is it?” A familiar cheerful voice can be heard from the other size, you smile as you hear that her voice is still as happy as it could be.

“It’s me Jiwoo.” The door opens to a homey looking Jiwoo.

“You look settled.” Smiling slightly as you see Jiwoo taking the move to a different dorm well. “Come in oppa.” She moves out of the way, letting you in the new dorm. It’s more so a one-bedroom apartment, yet more roomy than your own apartment. Taking in the look of the dorm, there’s still many boxes that have yet to be unpacked.

“Did you call me over to unpack your things?” Looking back at the little peach, but to your surprise, she shook her head. “My assigned manager will come later in the week to help me. I think his name is In-Su?” You shrug and unpack the snacks and soju you brought over.

The two of you sitting at a table in the living room, taking a few shots each and eating little snacks such as chips and roasted nuts. “How’s the new company?” You curiously ask Jiwoo wondering about her wellbeing. “It’s nice, I guess you can say that you’ve been in one agency, you’ve been in all of them. But the CEO… Ree Yong… Kind of a stickler, so into his business.”

Jiwoo continues telling you about the new agency she joined since her relationship with BBC started falling out. “How are you feeling about leaving?” Jiwoo shrugs and leans back a little. “I want to look out for myself, and I’m not leaving the group, it was just a contract dispute.” You shrugged as well as she’s technically not the only one who left.

“How about you oppa?” Jiwoo pours herself another shot of soju, also pouring you one as well. You can hear from the tone of voice that she understands what you’ve been through. “Is unnie still mad?” You just sat there smiling somberly, Jiwoo knew everything that had happened.

The only reason why you had spent so much time with Jiwoo, not telling Jinsol anything was because you were sworn the confidentiality by the new agency she was moving to. Jiwoo asked of you to help her with the move but to keep it a secret from the group until it happens.

“Haseul visited me at my apartment this morning. It doesn’t sound like she’s having any luck with Jinsol either.” Jiwoo can’t do anything other than pout and raise her glass with you. Picking up your glass, you clinked it off Jiwoo’s before the two of you take the shot down.

Meanwhile…

“Unnie, it’s time to eat.” Yerim knocks on the door, opening it to see her unnie, Jinsol still concealed in her bed. “Okay Yerim… I’ll come down later.” Jinsol’s voice sounds broken, a piece of her is missing, you were missing. “Come down soon unnie, you need to eat to be healthy.” Yerim then closes the door and leaves.

Following quickly after, the door quickly opens, causing Jinsol shoot up from laying down. “I said I’ll be-” “Unnie, can we talk?” A tired looking Haseul is confronting the one equally tired Jinsol. “Can I sit?” Jinsol is confused but nods, letting her group leader sit on the bed with her. “Haseul, I-”

Haseul shakes her head and raises her hand. “Just listen to me right now.” Jinsol just stayed silent and stared at Haseul. “Do you know how much of a mess he is right now?” Haseul smiled a little while holding onto Jinsol’s hand. “Well, I can tell you, that the apartment misses you too.” Jinsol snickers a little knowing her ex partner is a real mess.

“Unnie, maybe you should find everything out and talk?” Jinsol looked up to her leader because of course she must be right… Again. Jinsol knew that she had to get some kind of closure, or at least speak to you properly this time.

“I need to talk to him.” Haseul nodded and promptly left the room, leaving Jinsol to do what she needs to do. As expected, Jinsol got out of bed and got dressed. Without a thought in her mind, she leaves with barely presentable sweats, no makeup, only grabbing her bag and jacket.

Sooyoung who happens to be in the living room with her significant other Gungjeun just watches the blonde run down the stairs and immediately out the door. “What was that about?” Gungjeun asks while he and Sooyoung are snacking on chips on the couch. “Bet you a cup of ice cream that it’s Daewon related.” Sooyoung immediately counters with a bet.

“Why do you only make bets when you know you’re going to win.” Gungjeun questions, with Sooyoung give him a pretty smile and tells him happily. “Because nothing will be in between me and my snacks.” Sooyoung says confidently.

~~~~~

Jinsol arrives at your apartment, getting out of an uber. Jinsol was scrambling, feeling flustered, she’s insanely confused of her actions but not as confused of her feelings. She doesn’t know why she’s there, why she’s there to see you. Is to get back together? Is it to clarify why it’s best to break up?

Jinsol breathing heavily, thinking about the last time she was in your apartment.

*Drip*

Jinsol looks up to the sky, it’s starting to get dark. “It really had to rain out of all days?” Jinsol ran towards the apartment, Haseul would totally scold her for not being sensible to bring an umbrella. After taking a deep breath Jinsol enters the lobby still having an extra key you gave her months ago.

In a matter of moments, she’s in front of your door. Jinsol gently knocks on the door still feeling like she should respect your privacy even though she still had your extra key with her. She patiently waits at your door, although one knock turned to another knock. One minute turned to two minutes.

Jinsol knew you would have answered by now, slowly losing all her patience she opened the door with your spare key. “Daewon?” Jinsol called out your name, peeking inside she notices that your shoes aren’t here. “He’s not home?” Jinsol looked around the apartment and damn, it really was a mess.

Jinsol smiles as she remembers all the time that you and she spent, you’ve been in this apartment for years but today, it felt like you’re visiting for the very first time. “I guess I should do something while I wait.” Jinsol tells herself as she takes her shoes off and starts picking up trash all over the floor.

~~~~~

Jinsol has swept the floor, cleaned up around the living room. “Already looking better.” Now Jinsol gazes at her work, keys can be heard from the front door. The door swings open to you and Jiwoo wet from the rain, as she is holding your arm.

“J-Jinsol?” “Oh, unnie when did you get here?”

Jinsol was in shock, you, and Jiwoo? Did it really happen? Two weeks and you were already with someone… You were with Jiwoo. “Jinsol?” Her name, her real name. No more babe, no more Soulie and no more JinJin.

Just Jeong Jinsol.

“Uh… I was just here to…” Jinsol was flustered, she couldn’t think properly. She stared at Jiwoo’s hand around your arm, Jiwoo noticed right away and immediately let’s go of your arm and looked down. “I’m here to return your key.” Jinsol takes the key off her chain and leaves it on the table.

“Wait, Jinsol.” You tried to call her name, but Jinsol rushed out the door, her eyes starting to shine like she’s trying to hold in the tears. “Jiwoo.” Jinsol didn’t bother looking up to Jiwoo. The tone wasn’t cold but more so giving up. Jinsol ran out the door, the tears have come out, the dam has come down.

“Jinsol!” You chased her down the hallway, she reached the elevator, the doors closing before you can call the elevator open. You look back and forth trying to find a way to find her. The end of the hallway, you find the emergency stairs rushing towards them.

Jinsol leaning back on the wall of the elevator, looking up to the ceiling, tears coming down her face. Regretting coming to see you, it should have ended that day when Jinsol left, there was no chance to reconcile and fix things.

You and Jiwoo.

Jinsol should have seen that coming.

The elevator finally makes it to the lobby, the doors open and the tearful blonde inside slowly walks out.  “How could I have been so dumb…” Jinsol couldn’t stop thinking about it, you and Jiwoo being together. The rain is coming down hard although Jinsol didn’t care. She was determined to leave as soon as possible.

“JINSOL!”

Jinsol turns around to see you chasing after her, you didn’t think twice about running through the rain to see the one you care about. “Jinsol, why did you leave?” This new look of concern on your face is noticed by Jinsol, of course knowing you for so many years. “What do you want?!” Jinsol yelled back at you.

“Why did you come?” You searched for answer, she hasn’t seen you in weeks and this is what happens when you two see each other again? “I saw the way she held your arm.” Jinsol looked you in the ear, her red tearful eyes, a look you never seen before. “The way you two were laughing.” You were confused, what did she mean? “How come you couldn’t be there for me like you are for her?” Were you not there for her all the time? You begin to question yourself, when was the last time the two of you went out for a date? When was the last time you had time off from work?

“You were always my priority!” You tried to counter, only wanted to be with Jinsol but work and other things got in the way. “Then why can’t you tell me what’s going on with you and Jiwoo?!” You were quiet, you couldn’t respond to her. “You can’t even answer me that.” With that, Jinsol signalled to a cab that was conveniently come up the street.

“I don’t want to see you ever again.” Jinsol opens the door to the cab seats, and shortly the car drives off before you could react. You were left in the rain, you don’t know what you could have done, what you could have answered. “I should have just told her what happened, whether you were allowed to or not.”

“Oppa!”

You turn around to Jiwoo running with a large umbrella in hand. “You pabo! You could get sick!” Those were the exact same words Jinsol said to you the night you two got together, the night two of you shared your first kiss, the night both of you finally confessed your love for each other.

At that moment it hit you, the tears came out and you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You fell on your knees, Jiwoo panicked, threw the umbrella to the ground, and dropped down to you. She held you, she tried to comfort you, she stayed there for you.

~~~~~

“Are you ready for the article to drop?” The CEO of Jiwoo’s new company asks you and Jiwoo as you’re in an office of a small building in Seoul. “How do you think Orbits will take it Yong?” It’s been about a month since what happened, after that you solely focused on work with Jiwoo. “If the trend of Jiwoo’s popularity keeps rising, I don’t see how this can go poorly.”

Jiwoo seemed nervous, you were sitting next to her, and you grabbed her hand. “It’ll be okay Wooming.” Jiwoo looked at you and smiled, her nervousness went away, and all became well.

In a blink of an eye, the article drops.

“LOONA’s Chuu to leave BBC over lawsuit, opts to open a self owned company.”

“Oh my God, oh my God, it’s out!” Jiwoo jumps up as you, the CEO Ree Yong, and his assistant Byeon In-Su. “Ms. Kim, I must ask you to calm down, I believe this will be a successful campaign.” You just laugh at In-Su’s attempt to calm Jiwoo, the years you’ve known her, there’s no way to calm her down.

Jiwoo still staying panic mode, both Yong and In-Su watching as she’s in a panic, but you finally step in. “Jiwoo, shouldn’t you get ready for the opening celebration?” Jiwoo heard you quite clearly and stopped panicking, took a deep breath, and nodded. Yong nodded at you in thanks for calming the young peachy girl “In-Su please take Ms. Kim down dress and makeup.”

In-Su accepts and heads to the door to open for Jiwoo, before leaving she goes up to and gives you a hug. “I’ll see you at the party.” You hug her back and you nod. Both Jiwoo and In-Su leave, you sit down in a chair, sighing slightly.

“Daewon.” You look over at Yong who’s going through his laptop, over the last month you, Yong, In-Su, and Jiwoo have met quite a few times during the month, Yong even meeting a certain bunny we all know and love. “I need to let you know that the rest of the group will be attending the party.” Rather than telling you that they’re attending, Yong is warning you.

You look down, but back up with a small smile. “Well, it was bound to happen.” You knew you must face it eventually, especially working for Jiwoo instead of BBC now. “Is Heejin still pining?” You joke with Yong, he may have a cold and serious demeanour, but he is quite entertained with the shenanigans that have been going on the past month or so.

“Shouldn’t you prepare for tonight?” Yong reminds you as you notice he has a little smirk. “Should I be worried?” You knew something is up, it’s just the matter of what it is. “Here’s the seating plans.”

Table 1:

Heejin (Of course) – Yong – In-Su – Jiwoo – Daewon (You) – Jinsol – Yerim – Jung – Jungeun – Jae-Sun – Sooyoung – Gungjeun.

Table 2:

Hyunjin – Jin-Ho – Vivi – Haneul – Yeojin – Taesuk – Haseul – Min-Joon – Chaewon – Taeyang – Hyeju – Jiwu.

Your eyes widen, looking up towards Yong in shock. “Yong!” You yell in a panic, but Yong stays calm in his chair and shrugs. “You don’t need to show up you know.” The cold CEO casually says, it would be better if you didn’t attend although you can’t leave Jiwoo on her lonesome.

“Looks like I’m stuck.”

Meanwhile…

“Girls, table seating plan just came in!” Heejin calls out the girls while she’s sitting at her laptop, receiving an email from Yong… Well Yong’s business email. “Since when did you get group related emails ahead of Haseul?” Sooyoung walks in eating a pack of chocolate pocky. “Since I started annoying him with Jiwoo unnie.”

“Oh my God…” Both Heejin and Sooyoung stare at the open email and smirk at each other. “Tonight, is going to be fun unnie.” Heejin giggles while Sooyoung can only smirk while eating her pocky. “I think us being in the same table to watch up front is going to be a treat.” Sooyoung says as she snaps a pocky in half in her mouth.

~~~~~

“So, Jiwoo really did start up her own company.” Jinsol casually says as she’s scrolling through her phone in one of the cars taking the group to Jiwoo’s new company’s building. “Yeah, to think this all started with a lawsuit.” Haseul who is pleasantly surprised that Jiwoo was able to pull this feat.

“Are you okay with attending Sol?” Sooyoung sitting in the back with Gungjeun and Heejin, the only reason why Sooyoung is asking in the first place is because she knows for a fact that Ms. Blondie sitting up front has not seen the seating plan, otherwise she would not even bother with this event.

“Of course, Jiwoo is still my friend and one of our members!” Jinsol tries to reassure the members and member’s S/O that she’s 100% okay with being there, though Jinsol isn’t holding a grudge towards Jiwoo, but a sour taste was left in her mouth every time that Jinsol would think of Jiwoo.

“Of course, Sol, we’re all there to support her.” Min-Joon (Haseul’s partner) who’s driving the car, accepts what Jinsol says and believes that she’s telling the truth. Joon looks in his mirror with Jinsol in the refection, the two smile at each other.

~Flashback~

“Have you spoken to him at all?” Min-Joon whose friends with Daewon back in high school, asks their other companion of being in the chaotic lives of the moon girls, Gungjeun, Sooyoung’s partner. “I haven’t, that day Jinsol came back in the rain, it was scary.”

“I tried calling him, he didn’t pick up.” Joon is now in a panic for his childhood friend, he doesn’t show it on his face, but his actions do. Joon is standing in front of the window, staring into the sky. Haseul is worried for both Jinsol and Daewon, a member and a friend who’s worked with them since the beginning and all went to high school together.

“How do you think Jiwoo is doing?” Gungjeun asks out of curiosity, worried for the missing’s member’s wellbeing. “I don’t think Jiwoo is having a good time either.” Sooyoung frowns as she misses her best friend who isn’t in the dorm anymore.

“We just have to do our best to support Jinsol right now.” Joon says looking back at the table consisting of Haseul, Gungjeun and Sooyoung. As they all agree, nodding towards Min-Joon.

~Present Time~

“We’re about to start.” Daewon enters Jiwoo’s change room, knocking first and getting permission of course. Jiwoo looks in her large vanity mirror, with you in the reflection and smiles. “I’m nervous oppa.” You look into Jiwoo’s eyes through the mirror, and you can see the worry in her eyes.

“It’ll go well Jiwoo; you have nothing to worry about.” You walked up to Jiwoo and put your hand on her shoulder, she smiled and pulled up her hand and rested it on yours. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath and looks up to you. “I hope so.”

*Knock knock*

“Ms. Jiwoo, it’s time to greet the guests.” Yong’s assistant In-Su is standing in the doorframe of the changeroom, you and Jiwoo look at each other and know that there’s no going back now. “Let’s go Ms. Kim?” You playfully put your hand out like you’re going to walk the Queen out to her horse drawn carriage. “Let’s go.” Jiwoo says softly taking your hand in the same action.

As you take Jiwoo out to In-Su, you head to the other direction heading to the main hall where the event is taking place. You pull up your phone to look at her contact.

JinJin <3

You never dared to change her name on your phone, but you thought about the last month.

Was there going to be another chance?

Can she forgive you for what happened?

Will she understand?

Does she still love you?

JinJin <3|

JinJin|

Jin|

Jinsol|

It pained you but you eventually had to do it.

~~~~~

“So, you are alive!” You and Gungjeun shares a little man hug, Joon as well shortly after. “I’m sorry for not picking up your calls or messaging, I was more or less preoccupied.” You look behind the boys to Jiwoo smiling and seeing the other Loona members. Although when looking in the direction of Jiwoo, Jinsol happens to pass by and awkwardly makes eye contact with you.

Your smile falls from a normal one to a hurt one, you friends notice this sudden change in vibe. “It’s okay, we just got to get through this night, and we can go along with our lives.” Joon puts his hand on your shoulder trying to comfort you.

But that’s the thing.

You don’t want to go back to a normal life, you want your chaotic life you had with Jinsol. The hugs and cuddles, the adventures you two had together since kids. A person you spent your whole life with and it’s over.

“Yeah, I guess so.” You just had to accept it. But you were extremely weary of what’s yet to come due to some… Unusual seating plans. “Let’s get seated? I believe us three are at the same table?” You try to change the subject as you dread the upcoming event. The boys agree and all sat down and caught up with each other.

Jiwoo and Jinsol has greeted each other but more so respect that they’re members in the same group, there was still a large amount of tension between the two and the rest of the members really feel it as well. “Is it me or does it feel like the place is much smaller than how it actually is?” Heejin quietly asks Sooyoung, who nods and agrees.

The night went on as it should, but the awkwardness is starting to rise high between Jinsol and Jiwoo. The greetings have ended, both Yong and Jiwoo take the stage of the auditorium in the building, everything is going fine and well… Other than the fact that you and Jinsol are sitting next to each other.

The table is silent, more so for the respect of Jiwoo and Yong going through the opening pleasantries with all the ones who attended.

Once when the opening announcements were over, both Yong and Jiwoo join your table while noticing the awkward tension around here. Servers have appeared and started serving guests their choice of chicken or beef, everyone getting their preferred orders until.

“Sorry ma’am I only have chicken left.” The server apologized to Jinsol as she requested for a beef dish, but it seems like the kitchen miss counted.

“Oh.”

You know that “Oh” that was a disappointed “Oh”, and of course Jinsol, didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and just accepted it. You can tell she was disappointed and felt lost, not knowing what to do.

You looked at your untouched plate and awkwardly tried to talk to Jinsol. “Hey.” Jinsol heard you, but decidedly ignoring you. “Hey.” Jinsol acknowledges that you’re trying to talk to her, but again ignoring you. You roll your eyes as you know Jinsol is giving you the silent treatment, you went ahead to grab her plate.

“Yah! What are you – Oh.” Jinsol watches you giving up your beef plate for her chicken. “Thanks.” Jinsol thanks you but doesn’t look at you, but you know she is thankful that you have done that, otherwise she’ll be complaining for the whole night. While on the other side of the table, Heejin and Sooyoung are watching everything that is happening between the two of you.

“You didn’t have to do that.” Jinsol resentfully said to you, it was uncalled for but hey, she initiated a conversation. “But it seems like you’re happier with that rather than with this.” Jinsol doesn’t want to admit she is happy with your actions. “Whatever.”

You: 1

Jinsol: 0

“At least I stay loyal to my first choice.”

Ouch.

You: 1

Jinsol: 1

You didn’t have a comeback for that, you sort of just sat there in silence eating. You looked around and saw some unfamiliar faces sitting with some members. “Did the other members meet some people?” Jinsol rolled her eyes but decided to continue with the conversation. “The one sitting next to Chaewon, the guy she’s fixing the tie for, that’s Taeyang. A part time arts director at the college, recently hired as a stylist.”

You nod along, you’ve been away from BBC for so long that you haven’t gotten familiar with the new hires. “And this is Jung oppa.” Yerim with her bright smile, shows her partner. “Hello!” Jung, equally as bubbly and bright as Yerim. “Yup, they’re definitely a couple.” You nod respectfully to greet Jung. “And you remember Haseul’s younger brother?” You begin to get more invested in this. “Yeah… Vivi unnie fell for a young guy.” That was little shock for you.

As the dinner went on, Jinsol and you continued talking, it’s gotten less and less awkward. Jinsol had caught you up with everything that’s happened with the members. “What about you… What’s new in life?” Jinsol oddly asks you.

“Well since the debut of the company, I don’t need to comply with an NDA that I signed… About 3 months ago.” You finally dropped the news to Jinsol that you couldn’t before, with the shocking reveal, Jinsol makes eye contact with you for the first time since… That night.

Nothing was said, you continued to eat your meal, Jinsol did the same.

Feeling regretful of what happened, she had no idea about you signing an NDA. Well, that is a supposed reason for being so secretive. “Ah that’s why he’s been with Jiwoo so much, he couldn’t say anything at BBC for what Jiwoo was doing.” The newfound knowledge is hitting Heejin as she and Sooyoung are enjoying watching this drama unfold.

Sooyoung and Heejin clink their wine glasses together, having the time of their life with front row seats of the new and current K-Drama they call “Jinsol and You.”

Dinner has passed, the welcome greetings are all done, it seems to be a casual thing now with ballroom dancing being open to all guests. Jiwoo is out there with Jungeun, Sooyoung and Haseul, Vivi is trying to teach Haneul to properly slow dance while not stepping on her feet, Heejin and Yong are having their drinks at the open bar on the other side of the hall.

Sooyoung’s and Haseul’s partners, Min-Joon and Gungjeun are sitting at the table having their coffee, while you? Sitting where you have been sitting all night. Jinsol? With Yerim and Jung. “You know you’re always in your own little world?” Joon sneaks up behind you with Gungjeun as all, shocking back into reality.

“Yah, what else am I supposed to do?” You try to defend yourself, although very poorly, but both of your friends know you’ve been thinking about something, well someone, all night. “We know you’re dying to have a moment with Jinsol.” Of course, they knew, these are your closes friends from the rest of the group, considering you only found out about half of them tonight.

“Why can’t you approach her?” Gungjeun asks, although Joon gives him a little stare. “Yah, you can’t outright just ask that, this kind of thing takes time.” And here you are, in the middle of them arguing of how you should go about your night. You lay your head down on the table in frustration.

“Excuse me?”

The two men arguing go silent, while you don’t bother to bring your head up. Both Joon and Gungjeun smile and get up from their seats, “Good luck” they say before leaving you. In confusion, you lift your head off the table and turning around behind you.

“Would you care to dance with me?”

Jinsol in her bright red dress, really a different choice for her as to oppose her normal black dresses. Jinsol put her hand out and with a smile on her face, she wanted this dance with you. “Sure” You took Jinsol’s hand in yours, smiling back at her as you get up from your chair. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you to dance?” You jokingly said.

“You weren’t getting your ass of your chair all night.” Jinsol retorted back, of course she would have the winning comeback. “Yeah, that’s on me.” Your reply making Jinsol giggle.

Both you and Jinsol arrive to the dance floor and proceeded to get in a position to go along in a slow dance, her hands on the back of your neck, yours around her waist, just like the way you two danced with each other many, many times.

The eye contact between you two is electric, the smile on both of your faces is sickening to look at if you hated what couples look like when they’re happy. It was the first time you seen Jinsol smile to you, about you, in months. It was the first time Jinsol felt warm towards you, happy for you just as long.

“I finally understand why the last few months were rough.” Jinsol was the first to break the silence. “It’s not that I didn’t trust you, I was scared what could have happened legally.” Daewon explains to Jinsol, she’s finally understanding everything and nodding along. “With the ending of Queendom and the Flip That promotions, both of us were stressed and tired. I get it.” You can see Jinsol’s eyes tearing up ever so slightly.

“What will you be doing now?” Jinsol asks, you pretend to look deeply in thought to try cheering up Jinsol, which ended up working making her giggle. “I will be working part time for both BBC and Jiwoo’s company for the time being.” You explain to Jinsol your plans as the NDA you signed months ago is now voided with the official opening of the company.

“Then I guess you won’t be coming on tour with us?” Jinsol frowned a little as she can already guess your answer. “I’m sorry Soulie, I have my duties here with Yong and Jiwoo.” Jinsol just nodded and slip her arms from behind your neck to underneath your arms, essentially hugging you with her head resting on your chest.

You bring your arms together around Jinsol, hugging her back. “I miss you oppa.” She quietly says while the two of you are swaying slowly back and forth as the music plays in the background. “I miss you too Soulie.” You rest your cheek on top of Jinsol’s head, facing the same way as she is.

“Do you think it would work out… If we got back together?” Of course, that question was eventually going to be brought up. There was no avoiding it, there was never a subject that bothered you through your life, but being anything that involved Jinsol, it was always something that bothered you.

You kept swaying back and forth with Jinsol, your holds on each other eventually turned to full on hugs. Jinsol can hear your heart beating, how hard it’s beating, the nervousness that’s in you. Jinsol can hear that. You felt her grip around your back tighten up, you knew the lack of an answer is telling Jinsol that it wouldn’t.

“Jinsol.” Jinsol moved her head away from your chest and looks you in the eye. “It’s okay, I know.” Jinsol brings her hand up to your cheek, her smile slowly slips into a frown while you try to keep a smile on your face. “I still love you Soulie.” Little drops of tears start falling from Jinsol’s eyes. “I still love you too.”

“Keep dancing with me?” You ask, trying to keep this moment together while it’s still here. Jinsol nods and places her head back on your chest. You try to hold back the tears, you had to be strong for her, this is the choice you made.

The night went on, the later it gets more guests are departing, as each song play, the two of you continued swaying back and forth in the same spot.

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“Should we stop them?” Sooyoung asks, Haseul shaking her head. “You can head to the van if you’re tired, I think she needs this.” Sooyoung nods and heads to the van outside, Gungjeun going along with him. “You can go, I can keep an eye on them.” Haseul’s partner Min-Joon offers as he pulls a chair next to Haseul.

Haseul lays her head on Joon’s shoulder. “Remember when we were so lost without each other?” Joon smiles slightly, knowing that Haseul ignored his questioned and continued to stay here for her member, no, her sister. “I remember jagi.” he reaches down for Haseul’s hand and almost by instinct, her hand was looking for his until eventually intertwining.

The current song comes to an end, the next song coming up shortly.

Haseul and Joon watch the young broken up couple continue dancing in the middle of the floor.

They were the only ones left on the floor.

~~~~~

It was the next day, you, Yong, In-Su, and Jiwoo take a trip to the airport to see off the other 11 girls to leave for their first world tour.

“Ah!!! Good luck! I’m going to miss you!” You swear you can hear Jiwoo screaming from one end of the airport all the way to the other side. “Yah, Jiwoo, you’re seeing them off, not trying to bust ear drums!” You complain as Jiwoo is possibly breaking everyone else’s eardrums around in the airport.

“Oops, sorry! I’m just going to miss them for the next two months.” Jiwoo pouts as she holds both Heejin and Jungeun in her arms. “Just let them be, I know I’ll miss you too.” Jinsol comes up next to you, understanding what Jinsol is saying, you nod and smile.

“What did you pack?” You turn and face Jinsol who is wearing a corgi themed neck pillow, in all grey sweats and socks and slippers. “Just clothes to sleep in and to go out in, my Switch, toothbrush, washroom essentials…” Jinsol went on and on about her list of things she packed, you smile knowing that Jinsol really grew up knowing how to take care of herself.

“Her Soulie, I brought you a bag of snacks to take on the plane. I know how picky you are, so I picked out your favourites.” Jinsol smiled and accepted the bag. “Thank you.” Jinsol drops the bag down, giving you a hug. You take the embrace and hug Jinsol, knowing that it’ll be two months without her presence.

“I’ll call you everyday.” You chuckle at Jinsol’s never ending clinginess, even though you two aren’t together anymore, she’s still your childhood best friend. “I won’t be going anywhere Soulie.” You tell her so she can feel more assured that everything is okay now, things can be made up between you two, but of course.

There’s always going to be that feeling of “what if.”

What if the two of you never broke up?

What if the two of you got back together?

“I’m going now.” You let go of Jinsol and she does the same. She smiles at you before picking up her bags and walk off to the gate with her members. You and Jiwoo start waving to the members a few of the boys who went on tour with them. They’re all looking towards you and Jiwoo waving at them, except for one.

Jinsol.

In a few short moments, everyone disappears into the tunnel.

“It’s going to be a long two months Jiwoo.” You continue staring at the gate, you were going to wait till the plane took off but there seem to be a weight on your shoulders that you can’t get rid of. Jiwoo didn’t say anything because she knows how you feel, seeing Jinsol like this, just making up the night before and only staying as friends.

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“WAIT!!”

You heard a yell out of the tunnel, shocking you, Jiwoo and even the stone-faced Yong and In-Su who are in the distance waiting for you and Jiwoo.

“WAIT!!”

You turn around to see the source of the yell being a Jinsol doing her signature dork run from the tunnel to you, reminding you of the same night she found you alone in the park.

“Jinsol?!” You watch Jinsol run past the flight attendant at the desk and through the gate, although it seemed like Jinsol completely forgot she’s wearing slippers instead of regular shoes which the tip of the slipper gets caught on the ground, causing her trip and fall face flat.

“Omo, Jinsol!” You panic and you run past the lane dividers to a fallen Jinsol. You get down on both your knees, watching Jinsol also gets up on her knees.

In the moment of staring into each other’s eyes, both of you break into laughter.

The first interaction the last two days with her and it’s not awkward.

The first genuinely happy feeling between both of you.

“You’re crazy, you know that?” Amid the laughter, you really did expect Jinsol to be teary eyed and in pain, but it seems that the fall wasn’t that hard.

“I didn’t want to leave feeling any regret.” The laughter ended, Jinsol started holding your hand as she started speaking. “You’re my best friend, always had been and always will even if we’re not together anymore...” You went ahead and held Jinsol’s other hand as well as it felt like the moment. “Jinsol, before you leave, I just wanted to say…”

“I love you.”

You and Jinsol said simultaneously.

The incredible weight taken off your shoulders, Jinsol’s as well. Jinsol then leans in and kisses you on your cheek, just like how you two always did before even before getting together.

Your cheeks began to glow a very flushed red, not caring about how you look, you smile after Jinsol pulls away. “Get up from the dirty floor!” Jiwoo yells in the background, catching both yours and Jinsol’ attention to finally stand up.

“I’ll see you once you get back.” Jinsol nods and smiles. “I’ll see you.” Is all she said to you before slowly walking away that turned into a full run again, but this time inside the tunnel towards the plane. You start waving and this time she turns her head and waves back at you before disappearing inside the tunnel.

“Two months.” You thought to yourself knowing now instead of two long months, it’ll now be in two short months. The feeling of having someone wanting to come back to you really changes how you see everything.

~~~~~

Some time in the future.

“I don’t think this is working.”

[strifees]

Better

Pairing: LOONA Chuu X Male Reader

Word Count: 1781

A/N 1: Henlo Orenjideul! Probably you didn't expect me releasing something, didn't ya'? I'm also not expecting Chuu posting so I decided to write another floofy Chuu piece. Also, this is maybe one of my floofiest works! Enjoy this and have a great day ahead Orenjideul!

A/N 2: Also, this is a quick one and unedited!

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The flicker of the lights from a nearby lamppost makes your eyes wander around every detail of the things at your sight. The cold breeze blows as your hair brushes in response to such a cold and awkward night in a coffee shop. Sipping on your frappuccino, your right index finger swiped and scrolled through the blue screen that the smartphone is emitting, gaining laughs and smiles because of various memes appearing in your feed. 

As time goes by, whistles of various tunes escape from your mouth as a vibrant voice refrains you from drinking your frappe, even doing anything, to say the least.

“Hey! Oppa! Annyeong!!”

“Hi Jiwoo-yah… Glad you came…”

“Of course Oppa! All for you!~”

She breaks the silence that emanates around the area of the coffee shop as you feel that the sun shined earlier than what it is supposed to be. She is Kim Jiwoo, the walking serotonin, your most treasured puffball, the love of your life. 

You're always glad that you’ve met her, probably thanking your professor for pairing the both of you in a pre-calculus output that had been a burden if done alone. It always feels surreal and wholesome whenever you’re meeting with Jiwoo, no matter what your mood is or the time you’re meeting her. 

It feels like she has accumulated all the energy in the world as her optimism ranges up to the maximum. She also gets along well with strangers, feeling like they’re close with each other but it’s actually the opposite. It made you jealous sometimes but you got used to it. Now, it doesn’t really bother you the most but rather, her extroverted demeanor made you evolve into a social butterfly. You’d always treasure and cherish every time you’re with her as she’s also thankful that she’s by your side, always.

“Is t-there anything wrong, Oppa?”

“Tch, nothing much, It’s just…”

“It’s just what? Tell me something, Oppa. Share it with me.”

Her pleading puppy eyes tell about the concern that she’s feeling right now as she holds your hand affectionately and pouts, hoping to get a response from you.

“Can I share it later? ‘Cuz like we’re still in public and like~ a~ meh…”

“There’s no one here outside to hear us. I even bet there’s no one that would eavesdrop on us here.”

“B-but, someone may-”

You were paused by a sudden peck at your cheeks that made a lip mark caused by her lipstick. It seems like a blush isn’t evident on your cheeks yet the reddish tint on your ears says so, feeling the temperature rising up after the peck. Gladly, you’re against the light that the bulb is emitting so she can’t see any flustered responses your body has been involuntarily telling you.

“We’ve talked about this Oppa… You don’t need to hide anything from me, so pweeeease?”

“F-fine… Fine! I’m just…”

“Just??”

You then look at her precious diamond eyes as you caressed her cheeks, making her smile sincerely as she made eye contact with you, once again.

“...Grateful for having you Jiwoo. I’m grateful that I met you and I’m always thankful for being by my side on the times I’m down, m-maybe even every time you’re with me! I’m so t-thankful to have you, so soooo thankful…”

An audible gasp came out of her mouth once she heard your sincere words towards her. Schedule conflicts made the both of you struggle to see each other. That's why the both of you always depend on chatting with each other, no matter what time or place you could be. Even though there’s a hindrance in your relationship, it doesn’t stop you from showing your affection to each other yet it feels like you’re lacking in expressing some of it for her. You feel you need to be a better man to Jiwoo and you’ll do it, whatever it takes.

“T-thanks Oppa, b-but why are y-you like this? D-did something happen?”

You just smiled as a chuckle followed. You didn’t answer her question for a while as you took a sip on your half-filled frappuccino as your smile is still evident, making her contagiously smile in response.

“There’s nothing wrong, Jiwoo, I just think that…”

“Think w-what Oppa?”

You deeply sighed as you gain some willpower to say what you’re really feeling, what your heart is really screaming. 

“I just think that… I n-need to be a better man to you, Jiwoo. I felt like I had neglected you in this following months”

You feel like your heart is weighing as you said those words to her. You’re feeling guilty that you’re the reason why Jiwoo seems to be inactive towards you. Also, you’re feeling that your relationship is fading away slowly, in your hands and you won’t let that happen. You need to be a better man to her and you need to do it now.

“Jiwoo I-”

“Oppa…”

“W-what?”

She then moves closer while dragging her chair as she caresses your cheeks and smiles sincerely. 

“You don’t have to be a better man to me, Oppa. I loved you just the way you are and you didn’t neglect me in any way. We all have our own schedules and I understand it as well as you understand me and I’m always grateful for that, Oppa.”

“You may not know this too but I felt guilty for my selfish actions too, Oppa. We know that we’ll grow as time goes by, right?”

The once frowning face of yours had been replaced by an unfeigned smile as you pulled Jiwoo for an sincerely affectionate embrace. You were gentle and unhurried as you slowly tightened the embrace, not applying too much pressure as you wanted to show your affection towards Jiwoo and not to hurt her. You then caressed her hair as you pushed her out gently, gripping her arms as you looked deep in her eyes.

“We’ll always grow through time, Jiwoo. We will, and t-thank you for understanding me. I also know my deficiencies and I’m really sorry for it. Thank you for everything Jiwoo.”

Tears almost escaped out in Jiwoo’s eyes as she genuinely felt joy being with you and so is she towards you. The both of you then went out of the cafe and escorted Jiwoo on her way to her apartment. While walking down the concrete pavement, you then teased her for being too emotional as you wiped her tears with a single ply of tissue as she playfully punched you.

“Oppa!”

“You’re so cute whenever you’re crying, Jiwoo.”

“Shut up, Oppa, I’m not.”

“But you’re blushing, hm? Don’t want it when someone compliments you?”

“I d-do but, you’re probably not serious about it…”

You chuckled at Jiwoo’s sudden doubt of your sincere thoughts about her. It’s true that you don’t take these things seriously and you always find her cute whenever doing anything and that charm of hers makes you fall from her spell. 

“I’m not kidding Jiwoo! You really are cute…”

You then stop walking as she does the same, feeling blank from your sudden change of attitude that she always found attractive. All of a sudden, you then slowly moved forward as you pinned her slowly at the lamppost near the vicinity of the park. 

“...And I’m genuinely saying it, Jiwoo, because I love you… and that is true.”

After some sincere confessions, you were about to kiss Jiwoo until something buzzed in your pocket as it sounded like a ringtone. Wait a ringtone? Yes, it is a ringtone that distracts the moment for the both of you on latching your lips onto each other as it seems like it's a familiar scene from a romantic-comedy show. You then peeked at your phone, and just chuckled because it was just your annoying friend that is calling you because of a collaboration in a project that the deadline is still months and months from now. 

With that in mind, you rejected the call as you kissed Jiwoo in the blink of an eye. Jiwoo was caught off-guard as she closed her eyes, savoring the moment that she had been longing for. Your lips latched onto hers is the thing that you've missed. Her peach-flavored lipstick can be tasted as she pushed you against her slightly and slowly as oxygen was to blame here.

“I missed you so much Jiwoo.”

“I missed you too, Oppa.”

You then offered your hand as you pulled her against the lamppost. Both of you then exchanged smiles as you hugged her tightly again, not wanting to let go but the ambiance around says so. 

“Oppa! You probably stained my hoodie!”

“And now you're assuming me that I stained that?”

“That lamppost looked kinda dirty, and my hoodie's white! Oh nooooo…”

“You can probably clean it Jiwoo, don't be so harsh, there's even nothing in it! It's clean!”

Jiwoo then pouts in front of you as her effortless beauty strikes you through your heart. How could she be so beautiful? You then tell yourself as you hold her hand and escort her on your way to her apartment.

“There's probably no stain in my favorite hoodie soooo, I'll accept it, hmp!”

“There is none! Here, have my frappe, and don't be so childish Jiwoo, we're adults now.”

“Okay then, and probably, you aren't even an adult…”

“Because you're my baby, right?”

“Stop it! Aishh…”

“I knew it! Aha! Also, if you drink my frappe, we technically kissed.”

“Stop it with those “useful information” of yours, Oppa. I know it, okay?”

“But you certainly liked it, didn't you? Don't act like you didn't.”

Finally accepting her defeat, she didn't deny it and rather found it flustering of the thought of you kissing her sweetly and affectionately. 

“See, I won again! I won again!”

“Okay, I get it, but-”

She then rested her head on your shoulder as Jiwoo's walks reduced in terms of pace. You then looked down, seeing Jiwoo's pleading eyes as she let out a sincere sentence that you're sure that you would love to hear.

“Thank you for everything, Oppa. I couldn't ask for more…”

“I thank you for everything too, Jiwoo. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Genuine smiles were printed on your faces as the both of you slowly course your way to Jiwoo's apartment. 

An intriguing night worth remembering as the moonlight breeze made you feel comfortable besides Jiwoo as she is the same to you. You'll treasure every moment with her and will remember every second of it. You can't imagine your life without her and you'll be with her until the end. You'll be a better man than what you were ago, and you will.

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Playful Teacher

Male Reader X Kim Minji (Jiu) Dreamcatcher

Length: 6300+

Tags: Breeding, Creampie, Mommy.

Tw: Mentions of death

A/N- Happy brithday to the leader of dc Jiu!

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Happy - JiU

A/N: Hey boos, let's put a little quick fic before I start dropping larger contents. Let this be my entrance fic to Dreamcatcher. (:

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1:00 AM

It was silent down the halls of your apartment, nothing but the sound of your footsteps and keys jingling in your hands. Another late night in the office. Your boss demanded you finish multiple contracts for projects that weren’t going to take place until next week.

You sigh, a few steps away from your front door, and take out your keys. Your fingers fumble through each ring, looking for the right key before you try putting one through the lock. Once upon reaching it, you struggle to find the right key that fits the slit in the lock. “God damn it.” After a minute of mumbling to yourself, you finally open the door. As your door creaks open, the exhaustion suddenly crashes down, urging you towards the couch, but it suddenly dissipates when you spot a pair of flats, and a long black jacket hung on the wall.

"She's home?" A relieved smile appears on your face, and you softly chuckle to yourself as you hang your coat beside hers.

Locking the door behind you, a tiny pattering of feet could be heard. Before you know it, a tiny white ball of fluff comes waddling towards you. “Hi Cherry!” You take your shoes off and set your little bag to the side before picking up Cherry who immediately started licking your cheek.

“Hey, hey, I missed you too.” You chuckle at the excessive amount of licking as you set Cherry back down and kneel in front of her. “Is mommy home?” You ask quietly, scratching Cherry's neck as she licks your arms. After a few more moments of playing, you feel Cherry nudge your hand before walking towards your bedroom.

As expected, the little furball stops and sits in front of your bedroom door. “Thank you, Cherry." you smile, patting her head before you slowly open your bedroom door to see a huge lump under the blankets, hearing a low growling sound. “Mommy was always such a snorer, right Cherry?” You look down to the dog, smiling with her tongue out.

“You hungry?”

Cherry stood up from her sitting position and began walking over to her feeding bowl and sat next to it. You smile in entertainment as you walk over to the little dog who is patiently waiting for her food. You walk over to a huge bag that’s leaning against the wall, opening the top of it, and pulling out a cup that’s already in there, already pre-scooped for Cherry.

“Here you go girl.” Pouring the food into the bowl, Cherry almost immediately chowing down on the food. With that you finally decided to wash up and freshen up for bed as it was already late, but thankful that you got the weekend off.

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After a good shower and change into some comfortable clothes, you slowly walk in the bedroom, trying to avoid waking up your snoring lover. Slowly making your way around the bed, you gently pick up the blanket and try slipping in.

“What took you so long, honey?”

You flinch, not expecting the blonde sunshine to still be awake. “I thought you were asleep already babe.” Coming to your senses, continuing to get in bed and eventually lay down next to your beloved Minji.

“I couldn’t feel your warmth, it’s uncomfortable without you here.” Minji’s eyes open and the two of you make eye contact, almost immediately Minji grabs you and holds you in her arms. “I missed you a lot, honey.” You smile hearing that from her, Minji and her group just returned from a world tour.

It’s been nearly a month since the last time you saw her, you felt empty without her at home. “I missed you a lot too.” You turn yourself and embrace Minji in your arms like how she’s holding you.

“How was your tour?” You were tired, you wanted to sleep, nothing would have stopped you on a normal day from sleeping, although it’s not a normal day for you.

Today is the first day in weeks that you’re being held by the love of your life.

“It went amazing. I just wish you were there with us the whole time.”

“We’re together now, babe.”

Minji embraces you a little tighter, moving one hand from your back to the top of your head so she can start playing with your hair. It was soothing, alluring even, this was the most relaxed you have felt for a month since Minji left on tour. Being home alone for the first time in a long time was different than having a whole other human being with you, even Cherry left on tour.

“How was work today, honey?”

You knew Minji was tired, she was clearly jetlagged seeing how she was knocked out by the time you got home. It warms your heart that she’s staying awake willing to hear about your day.

“My boss is still an ass, micromanaging all of us in the office” You were able to groan out as your eyes closed, your arms slowly slithering around Minji’s torso, engulfing her in a cuddle session that would eventually last all night. "The only thing stopping me from leaving the job is the good pay...."

“You know I can handle the bills honey. I did get this apartment on my own before you came into my life” Minji says, feeling like you overwork yourself too much to provide for the both of you when she clearly is able to as well. “You work just as much or more than me honey, you’re in front of audiences every other day, I just hide in an office.” You look up to Minji with a little smile, yes you hate your job but the reason why you work is what makes you happy.

As Minji pecks your lips, “It’ll be nice to have a house husband though, at least I have something to look forward to every night.” Realizing what had said, your eyes shot open, and you sat up but stayed eye contact with her. “H-Husband?” And it was at this moment, Minji knew… She spilled the beans. “I-Ye-Wait! Pretend I didn’t say that!” Minji skyrockets up to a sitting position, her cheeks becoming flustered red, she’s shaking her head and hands trying to deny the fact, she did say “husband”.

After the first few seconds of shock, you slowly, but seriously consider the option of becoming a house husband. You were always the one to cook and clean the apartment anyways, since JiU was usually busy with her schedule.

But one thing did strike you.

“I thought I had to ask you first?” And that’s when Minji became silent, looking away from you. The face of hiding something, you knew Minji was thinking of something. “Babe, is something wrong?” You give a slight smirk to her, making her feel flustered. “N-Nothing honey! Let’s go to sleep!”

Minji instantly drops down in, hiding under the blanket, making you chuckle at her goofiness. You pull up the blanket slightly and back hug Minji, surprising her slightly. You get a whiff of the shampoo that Minji used, assumingly earlier today when she arrived home.

Your arm snakes around the curvature of Minji’s waist, she lays her hand on top of yours, inserting her fingers in the gaps between yours. “I wonder how different your hand would be if we put a ring on it.” Minji giggles slightly, thinking about you two getting married.

Her imagination started going rampant, imagining herself in a wedding dress. “Can you imagine it babe?” You lay your head in the crook of Minji’s neck. “A wedding dress… The chapel… Us telling our vows.” A smile appear on your face, as well as Minji.

She’s always imagined what it’ll like to be married, to attend her own wedding, not someone else for once. Minji feels excited, feeling anticipation.

“Hey, honey?” Minji calls you.

“Yes?”

“Let’s break up.” Minji says as she releases herself from your embrace, you begin to worry and sit up as well.

“W-Wha, why?” Your face started to heat up, you can feel your eyes beginning to water.

“I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore." Minji looks at you with a smile, leaving you in confusion.

"I want to be your wife.

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Guilty as Charged - Dreamcatcher SuA

“Baby?” Bora asks, trembling slightly as he pulls a lace ribbon over her eyes.

“Shh… Miss Kim Bora, you’re under trial.”

“What? Ahahahaha don’t joke, get this off me.” She raises her hands to take it off, but he grabs her wrists, pinning them to her body as he presses into her from behind, his hard-on already poking at her lower back.

“No, you’re being judged.” Bora purrs in enjoyment as she realizes what’s going on when his strong hands wrap around her bare waist.

“Am I being, mmm… punished?” She can make out a bit of her own apartment, enough to recognize that he’s lifting and carrying her to the bedroom—the rest didn’t matter.

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I'm a Soulie fic enjoyer.. especially Angst Fluff stuff 💙

Give It Time

a/n: this came to me after looking through some yearning prompts from @leneemusing ; reader insert and Jinsoul decide to take a break from their relationship, but it turns out to be a bad idea for both of them, with Jinsoul turning up to reader insert's place late at night because she misses him. big angst with a happy ending :-] (not that kind of happy ending!!!) written with male reader in mind but can be read by anyone ^^ pairing: reader x jinsoul; words: 1.5k ; categories: loona, jinsoul, reader insert, angst, hurt comfort(?)

It had been thirteen days since you last talked to or heard from Jinsoul. You had mutually decided, after some rough patches in your relationship, that you'd take two weeks apart, and see if you wanted to keep the partnership going or not. You thought initially it would be easy, since she hardly had enough time for you anymore, anyway. But you were wrong. You lie on the couch scrolling through Twitter, drinking a shitty canned coffee despite the time. It was close to two in the morning. You swore every other tweet was a photo or video of Jinsoul, like your phone was taunting you with her. You set your phone on the table to reflect on the past two weeks without her.

From day one, you hated it. You found yourself staring at her KKT profile for multiple minutes at a time, just staring. Over the next few days you'd type out messages to her and let your thumb hover over the 'send' button before deleting them and trying to focus on something else, anything else. You had to change the route of your walk, as you'd usually stroll past the company and say hello to her every now and then. You had to remove your phone's wallpapers; it hurt to look at her every time you opened it just to not be able to talk to her. You'd been lying on the couch for hours every night bouncing between looking at your phone, staring at the ceiling, and trying not to do something stupid. You couldn't get away from the massive void in your chest from missing her. Not even at the corner store near your apartment.

"Where's the girl?" the shopkeeper absentmindedly asked while she scanned your noodle packets. Jinsoul usually went with you on your late-night shop trips.

"Oh, she's, uh, busy." It was the only answer you could muster. You shook your head thinking of all those moments over the past two weeks that just felt so wrong without Jinsoul. Everything either felt empty, or just plain wrong. How did you not think this through? You did the math in your head one more time just to be sure... Tomorrow would mark two weeks exactly. That was the time constraint you'd agreed on. You thought of what you would do, what you should do. Jinsoul seemed fine without you, or else she would've called, right?

I should just let her go... I'm holding her back. She's fine without me. She's fine.

There was a thought that recurred over those weeks that you felt extremely guilty for having. You hoped for a split second every now and then that she was hurting, too. That she found it hard to take her meals on time. That she lay on the bathroom floor against the freezing cold tile for hours. That she took walks past the places you used to go together and ran home crying. That she skipped nearly every song on her playlist because they all reminded her of you. That she sat on her bed going through the stack of letters you'd written her, analyzing every character of your messy handwriting and the little doodles in the margins. You hoped just a little bit that she, too, was aching, desperately yearning, for you.

You turned and curled your body tightly on the couch. There was no comfort to be found there, alone. But a soft knock on your door startled you out of your position. You grabbed your phone; it was half past two in the morning. Who the hell was it? Figuring it was a neighbor, you slowly unlocked the door and peeked around it as you pulled it open. Your eyes widened when they fell on a dark-haired, particularly disheveled, choked-up girl. Her hair was tied up haphazardly, she wore no makeup and baggy, comfortable clothes. She just said your name shakily, and brought a hand to her mouth when she started to cry.

"Jinsoul..." you said and reached for her, but stopped yourself before you could wrap her in your arms.

"No, wait, you can hug me..." she whispered. "Please hug me." You pulled her close to you immediately and held her tighter than you probably ever had before. Her arms went around your waist and her face pressed straight into your chest where she let loose and cried hard. You stroked her navy blue hair and squeezed her small frame as you stood for several minutes with her sobbing into you. You leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of her head. She looked up at you with a slight smile while tears still streamed from her eyes. You wiped them away with your thumbs before noticing you were crying, too, as Jinsoul used her sleeve to wipe your own tears.

"You wanna come in?" you asked. She nodded enthusiastically. You picked her up and she wrapped her legs around you; you closed the door and then sat on the couch with her in your lap facing you. She took a minute to shove her face into your neck and run her hands through your hair. She pulled back and looked at you with her small hands curled into fists on your chest.

"I never realized how much I needed you until you were the one person who wasn't there," Jinsoul said. You caressed the soft skin of her face as she spoke.

"I... I know the feeling. I didn't think this would be hard, honestly, but... It might be the hardest thing I've ever done," you responded. "Is it wrong of me, to have hoped you were hurting as badly as I was? I was sort of... Hoping you needed me. Is that selfish?"

"Of course not. We all crave that feeling of being needed. We all just... Want someone to want us, too. I think I'd be okay if you were the only person in the world who wanted me. As long as it was you," she said. She gently ran her hand up and down your arm and placed her hand on top of the one you had on her cheek. She started to cry again, this time silently.

"Are you okay?" you asked. Your tone was so thick with worry, you thought you might start crying again, too.

"Do you want to stay together?" she asked. You found yourself unable to speak, and for a moment or so, the air hung heavy with silence.

"I know I haven't been the best girlfriend to you. I know I don't give you nearly enough of my time. I... I know I need to do better. But god dammit... I love you so much. Please stay with me," Jinsoul said. You brought her face closer to yours and kissed her. You moved your hands to her waist and ran them over her body eagerly, savoring every inch of the body you'd missed so desperately. She deepened the kiss and your hands slid to her back, sliding up and down, nails grazing the fabric of her shirt. Her hands stayed in your hair, where her nails scratched your head gently. You broke the kiss and hugged her waist while kissing her neck. She wrapped her arms around your head.

"I love you too, Jinsoul," you whispered into the crook of her neck. "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. You've got a million things to do... It's okay if you can't give me so much time."

"No it's not. You're important to me. I can't just expect you to wait for me," she said.

"But I would. I would wait for you. Everything I do is for you. Waiting can just be one of those things," you said. Her heartbeat was comforting as you leaned the side of your head against her chest.

"I promise I'll be here for you more often, okay? I don't care what you say. I need to do better. I'll do better. For you." She kissed the top of your head tenderly. Your arms tightened around her waist. You stood with her still wrapped around you and moved to your bedroom, where you placed her on her feet. You slowly undressed each other until you stood in just your underwear, then you kissed her one more time before crawling into bed. You pulled the blanket up over the both of you, feeling the warmth radiating from her body. She rolled over and pulled your arm around herself like she always used to, and you held her tight. You gave a gentle kiss on her shoulder.

"Do you not have a schedule in the morning?" you asked quietly. She laced her fingers together with yours.

"Not anymore," she said. You sighed and relaxed against Jinsoul's body, reveling in the sensation of her soft skin pressed against your whole body.

"Hey... Of course I want to stay together, Jinsoul. I love you," you said.

"Mm, I love you too," she mumbled. Within minutes she was asleep, and you soon followed.

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Role Reversal

Male reader X Kim Chungha

Length: 6200+

Tags: dom, mommy, creampie

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[220420] Congratulations Dreamcatcher and InSomnias on getting 1st place on today’s episode of Show Champion!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 

You’ve worked hard, thank you everyone for your efforts ❤️ Here’s to many more wins to come! 

#Dreamcatcher1stWin #MAISON1stWin

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Happy first win to our dear dreamcatcher. We are all proud of you Guys.

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The Big Bang

Male reader x Dreamcatcher Kim Yoohyeon

Length: 2300+ words

A/N- Not gonna lie this might be a weird one and I’m not sure how I thought about it but here you go. 

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Daily Jinsoul post to lighten up your day 76!

I am absolutely obsessed with this Jinsoul

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Around You (Part 2)

Pairing: LOONA Chuu X Male Reader

Word Count: 4133

A/N 1: Henlo! It's me again! It's been a while since I posted a Chuu fic and here's the continuation of the first part! Be sure to read it first to understand the story better. Anyways, stay safe y'all and have a great day Orenjideul! Also, enjoy! <3

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“Ah shi- where’s Oppa? He’s really a dead meat, I swear..”

It has been almost 20 minutes since she waited for you at the school’s quadrangle park and there’s still no sight of your appearance. You made a promise that you’ll meet the time that the both of you talked with yet here you are, swallowing your own words as an annoyed Jiwoo is not the sight you want to see as your finals are now nearing, only a week from now.

“Tsk tsk.. I knew this would happen. I shouldn’t have-”

“Boo!”

She got startled as she almost dropped her phone. She smacked you but luckily you dodged it as an annoyed face paints her.

“Fu- Yah! You’re late! Our finals will be in a week from now and then you’re acting uneasy like this?”

“Yah Jiwoo, chill! You’re acting like it’s the last day of the Earth.. Jeez, calm down..”

She then pouted, still annoyed as she reached out to her textbooks for the both of you to study and prepare for your upcoming finals.

“We’ll now start Oppa! We need to focus, okay?”

“Okay Jiwoo.”

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“You got it Oppa?”

“Yah.. yah, I got it…”

Even though you didn’t feel your whole self whenever studying with Jiwoo, you still managed to cope and keep up with her. With her talkative mouth, you could have lost track every time but being the fast and sharp learner you are, you managed to understand what she said as you can’t help but steal glances at her, adoring her effortless features. You want to get rid of the thought of liking her but it feels like your heart wants to let it out. No, not now.

“Uhmm… Thanks for that Jiwoo..”

“What? Studying with you? Pft.. no problem Oppa.. it’s not really a big deal..”

“I really thank you Jiwoo..”

“For what? It’s not a big deal, Oppa, I swear..”

“Thank you for everything Jiwoo, all of it..”

“Are you good, Oppa? I mean if you-”

You then held her wrist as slowly pinned her to the bench as she moved backwards and confusion painted her face afterwards. You then got closer to her as a silent whimper could be heard from Jiwoo.

“W-were in p-public Oppa!”

“I k-know Jiwoo, I know. Sorry if t-this is all of a s-sudden but…”

Your mouth trembles as you stammer from nervousness. Butterflies erupting from both of your stomachs as you held closer to her.

Perplexed on her seat, she slowly held your hand as a gasp came out of your mouth. To say the least, almost everyone at your campus knows that the two of you act like cats and dogs whenever together. It’s normal for the both of you to share some thoughts or even secrets to each other only the both of you know but you needed to let it all out at this moment. You need to say everything you’re feeling that has been shackled on your heart for so long. You needed to make a confession right now. Now.

“I like y-you, Jiwoo, I-I know you may not k-know this but-”

You were paused by a sudden press of Jiwoo’s lips on yours. Her sweet, luscious lips are irresistible as her peach-flavored lip balm can be tasted as she pulls out from the kiss momentarily. Her eyes pleading as your peripherals darken as Jiwoo is the only one you saw. You got startled upon the act, stunned by her actions as smiles on your faces paint from both of your faces as a snap can be heard. Wait a snap? Yes, a snap of a finger can be heard as it goes louder and louder until eventually you come back from your senses.

*snap*

*snap*

*louder snap*

“Yah Oppa! You weren’t listening! I knew it, you little-”

“Ahhh.. AH! I’m sorry Jiwoo, I’m just really sleepy.. Been drained last night..”

“Aish- I told you to not drain yourself! You always sleep so late! You’re not even listening too!”

“I’m really sorry Jiwoo…”

It’s clearly evident about your feelings for Jiwoo, the imagination of your lips attached to hers says enough. You liked her from the start when you were kids despite your cat-and-dog relationship, even until now. You adored everything from her from her effortless beauty up to her extroverted self. You even compliment her looks everytime and she always addresses those things sarcastically or just a joke between the both of you but little did she know, you were sincerely saying those things to her because you like her yet you don’t have the courage to confess.

You know you messed up as Jiwoo’s tone says enough. With all your might, you tried to recall the past lessons she taught with your stocked-up knowledge. You know this is the time when Jiwoo will ask you a series of questions as the fire in her ignited seeing you dazed out, worse than before. You better get ready for what's coming next.

“Here we goo Hyukie, here we go..”

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7:15 AM

Bird chirps greeted your bright morning as you forgot to close the curtains before you sleep as you got sunkissed right after. A cold breeze can be felt as you brewed your favorite espresso to start off an intriguing day and some toasted bread with butter as the cherry on top. After getting dressed, you then left your room, locks securing the door as you went to Jiwoo’s to fetch her as your daily routine. 

*knocking*

“Bye Eomma! Bye Appa!”

The three of them said their goodbyes as the door opened, Jiwoo’s ecstatic smile greets you as she feels brighter today, you then wonder what could be the root of that bright smile. 

“What’s up Oppa! Morning!”

You felt awkward as she felt oddly cheerful and energetic today. Sure, she’s a really energetic person and so extroverted yet this is way too zestful to be true. 

“You good Jiwoo?”

“What do you mean? I’m good Oppa…”

“I mean, you’re acting so energetic lately, I wonder if you can power this town with all of your energy *giggles*”

She lightly hits you as she pouts and giggles at the spot from the teases you’re uttering. 

“Yah Oppa! It’s nothing that much though, just been feeling really good lately…”

“Uhmm, w-what made you feel that way?”

“Eomma bought me a dog and he’s so cute and energetic, just like me… Been feeling so good since then. I love his precious eyes pleading to me when I hold him. Oh! He’s so cuteeee…”

“Just like you, my penguin..”

You whispered to yourself, smiling as you came back to your senses, processing on what just happened, hoping Jiwoo won’t hear your feelings letting it out involuntarily.

“What?”

“Ah- n-nothing, just said the dog’s like you, no wonder that you became a dog in your past life…”

“Oppa! Argh..”

You teased her again as you dodged her possible hit to your left shoulder, referencing her stories about being an animal in her past life, specifically being an energetic dog. A giggle then came out of your mouth as she pouted, visible from your peripherals.

“Is it a male then?”

“Yep!”

“Ooh, anyways, what’s his name?”

“Uhmm.. we haven’t decided anything yet, maybe, you’ll help me name him?”

“Me? Hell nah… It’s your pet and if I name it, then the dog’s mine, easy..”

“I just wanted you to give me suggestions, Oppa… Tsk..”

After minutes of talking and the laughs, the both of you stepped at the pavement just as in front of the vicinity at the campus, the both of you parted ways as you patted Jiwoo in the back as she greeted back with a delightful tone. Just her bright smile can fuel your whole day or even you. You really had feelings for her yet scared to confess because of a common consequence, the consequence of your friendship fading as you’re scared that she doesn’t feel the same way you felt to her, despite your friendship. It drives you crazy holding it back but you had too, maybe, for the sake of your friendship.

“We’ll just talk about this later, okay? Bye Jiwoo…”

“Bye Oppa! See ya’ later!”

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Dismissal. The time is where students in their respective classrooms got out from another day at school while the both of you are the complete opposite, working hard to earn a greater fruit.

“Thanks Heejin! I appreciate it!”

“No problem Oppa, here to help!”

Vibrant tones can be heard across the room as the two of you are left, still working hard for your final output in your Physics class. The both of you don’t afford to procrastinate further, so the both of you planned to finish it today as soon as possible. Having Heejin as your friend is a blessing in disguise alongside your other friends. The both of you helped each other in studies whenever possible and strengthened your relationship over the course of the year which you are grateful for as you became comfortable with each other. Gladly, you’ve been paired in this written output as life became easier for the both of you as you felt you’re much more productive with her by your side.

“Do we need to change this?”

“No, no, the problem is focusing on parallel circuits so the voltage in each capacitor will be equal to the voltage of the main power source.”

“Oh, okay, it does make sense, but are you sure though?”

“I’m pretty sure about this Oppa, I always pay attention in class.”

Dismissal time yet it wasn’t the end for the both of you. With the determination to end this, you two are much more focused to solve the problems and with a couple of brainstorms. As the both of you are busy, Jiwoo gasped as she quickly hid behind the beige-colored wall as she found the both of you in your own classroom, surprised that you are working on something that she can’t identify. 

“Why are they both together? What are they working on? Oppa didn’t say anything to me, neither Heejin, tsk…”

As Jiwoo lets out a deep breath, she suddenly pauses with your hand in her arm, refraining her from going away, going home, by herself again even though the orange haze isn’t visible from the horizon, no signs of a sunset yet.

*footsteps*

“AH- ah, O-Oppa? W-what are y-you d-doing here?”

“Well, what are you doing here, Jiwoo? Aren’t you supposed to go home?”

Jiwoo is stunned at her position as she stammers between her words. You knew she was there just because of her distinguishable silhouette that has been wandering around the opened doors of your classroom. She’s really the worst when it comes to hiding, even back when you were children playing hide and seek, she’s the first one who’ll get caught and it shows, even applying it after growing up.

“Just s-strolling around here a-and j-just saw t-the both o-of you..”

“Ahh, I see, we’ll just finish this output then submit it and I’ll bring you home then, okay?”

“Uhmm, o-okay Oppa, I’ll j-just wait h-here, I may d-disturb both of you…”

“It’s alright, just stay here Unnie, we won’t bite…”

“Okay..”

Jiwoo is still quivering in her seat as her fingers fidget around the hem of her shirt. You didn’t mind it as you proceeded to work on your pair activity yet she still revolves around your mind. 

You steal glances at Jiwoo as her eyes dart to the both of you, sternly intimidating as her eyes wander around the horizon to play it off. 

“She’s so beautiful, damn, but why does she seem so odd today? Oddly energetic? Oddly cold? Awkward and weird…”

After some time, the both of you let out a sigh of relief as you put an end to this written output. 

“Phew, now it’s done! Thanks Heejin! Really appreciate everything!”

“Thanks too Oppa! Couldn’t be this fast without your help! Thanks!”

You two exchanged bright smiles as you patted her back for the work she had done. The room is filled with the vibrant aura you two are illuminating since you two worked as a duo. You two are still talking about the output as a voice refrains and interrupts you. Wait, a voice? Yes a voice, a soft-toned one. 

“A-are you two d-done?”

“Uhmm. yah, we’re done, sorry for making you wait for so long Jiwoo..”

“Yah, sorry Unnie”

“It’s alright, I’m just asking..’”

Heejin then proceeded to submit the output you two had worked on, leaving you and Jiwoo now. All of you then said goodbyes to Heejin as she plans to go home after. Sun is still striking up at the horizon, glad that the early dismissal was a blessing in disguise. 4:50 PM says the clock on your phone, you two then left the classroom as you brought her back home.

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*birds chirping, cars beeping and honking, metropolitan noises*

The both of you felt awkward after a few stares as you can sense something isn’t right. After a few talks, you can hear her stomach rumble as your eyes widen. 

“You good?”

“Yes,” she said nonchalantly. Unsatisfied with what you had heard, you asked her once again.

“You sure? You don’t feel right Jiwoo.”

“I said, I’m good Oppa…”

She’s sternly cold again, obvious upon the tone of her voice. You were baffled upon the sudden mood swing of Jiwoo as she’s obviously lying through her teeth. Stomach grumbles and a sudden sulk isn’t an option of feeling good, so with that in my mind, you faced her again, this time stopping her as you held her wrist and talked to her, merely half a feet, face-to-face.

“You aren’t right Jiwoo, your stomach is rumbling. I’ll buy you some food, okay?”

“I said I’m good Oppa! What’s not hard about it!”

“You are not good Jiwoo, stop lying, you aren’t feeling good, I’ll buy you some food…”

“Then why would you ask me if you knew it in the first place?”

You were paused by her sudden cold demeanor as the fire in her ignited. She sulks often to you and it’s never a new thing yet this is way too strange to be one. Did you offend her again? Did you hurt her? What have you done wrong? These questions then wandered around your mind as you were puzzled, stopping yourself from doing anything. Still perplexed, your face becomes stern as you come closer to Jiwoo, earning a silent gasp from her.

“Maybe because I’m concerned about you, that’s why Jiwoo. I don’t know. Maybe, I’m sorry if I’m worried about you, I’ll never do it again! It feels like a bad thing, Jiwoo and I don’t know why. I don’t know what’s wrong with you.”

Emotions tensed up all over your body as you ranted in disappointment and confusion right after. It baffles Jiwoo and so do you as you always broke down but you stayed strong however you felt bad for that. 

“No Oppa it’s not like that, I-”

“I just don’t understand you Jiwoo. I just don’t know why you gotta be so rude to m-me.”

You almost break down to her as she interrupts your sentences with a deep hug. Hugs aren’t a new thing to Jiwoo. She often does it to you whenever she’s beaming her energy to the maximum yet this one is far from that. This hug, however, is something you’re not used to. There’s something special and sincere with this and you’re not complaining about it, but rather you loved every second of it.

“I’m so sorry Oppa, p-please, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again…”

Her pleading and her hoarse voice on the verge of crying says enough of her sincere apology to her actions earlier. You automatically melted in her arms as her saccharine voice is almost inaudible. You then pulled out of her deepening embrace before you got indulged as Jiwoo does the same. You then felt flustered and sincerely sorry seeing Jiwoo like this as she feels really bad for you as sincerity is evident in her eyes. 

“P-please Oppa…”

You were frozen on what just happened as snuffles from Jiwoo can be heard right after. 

“Jiwoo.”

“W-what Oppa?”

“You know Jiwoo, it’s alright and we made our own mistakes too. It’s just our emotions battling over us. It’s fine, okay?”

“Yah, I’m really sorry about that Oppa…”

“Stop crying now, you’re making me cry too..”

“Oppa!”

She playfully hits your shoulder as you spare a tissue to wipe her tears on her cheeks. A genuine smile now paints her face as she lights up her mood and so do you. 

After some walks, the both of you saw a nearby convenience store and went to it to feed yourselves and to quench your thirst. 

“*sighs* Jiwoo,”

“W-why Oppa?”

“You don’t need to lie to me. Just tell me if there’s something’s wrong then I can help, okay?”

“Yah, I’m really sorry Oppa…”

“It’s alright Jiwoo, here, you want some?”

“I mean, if you want too then-”

As Jiwoo is about to grab your sandwich, you dodged it perfectly as she tried to reach it again, unsuccessful because of the length of your arm, extending more than her reach. Your teases annoyed her as she glared at you and pouted right after.

“Here you go Jiwoo, I’m just kidding…”

“Thanks Oppa!”

“Welcome Pengo…”

As she’s about to bite the sandwich, a gasp came out of her mouth as she paused for a moment, startled by the nickname you called her.

“P-Pengo?”

“Yah, Why not? I mean you look like a living penguin who just didn’t have any fish on her cheat day, and you’re cute too and walk like one… *giggles*”

“Yah Oppa! I mean, not bad of a nickname, for once…”

You two exchanged smiles as you wiped the stain at her mouth with the leftover tissue you had earlier.

"Yah Jiwoo, you're disgusting! Wipe your mouth!"

"Yah, Oppa! I'm sorry, I didn't notice it…"

As the orange haze at the horizon became evident in your naked eye, you invited Jiwoo to go out of the store as you escorted her on her way back home. 

Random thoughts revolve around your mind once again as you had a thought of her sudden mood swing. She never became like that around you, never, yet this is a new thing to say the least. She often got mad at you, annoyed by your teasing and the mood swings yet she never became like this, the facade of her face earlier says enough. The way she glares at the both of you secretly was attractive. Yes, you found it attractive, indeed, one of her hidden charms. Jiwoo being cute is an overused statement yet you can’t deny your heart yelling at her cuteness. Yet her looking stern is a new thing to you, and rather her most alluring trait. 

There is one more thought that revolves around your mind, that is the thought of her behind her sulk. Is she jealous? Why would she be jealous of you with Heejin? That has to be the reason why. More and more thoughts of her lingered as you felt flustered if she did get jealous. It just meant that she had feelings for you but you’re not sure about it and always tried to dismiss it. You wanted to ask her about it yet you don’t want to start a conflict or rather make it worse, so you just dismissed the thought. 

“Yah Oppa!”

“What?”

“Thank you for the food! Really appreciate it!”

“Welcome Jiwoo, take a rest and eat something in your spare time, okay?”

“Okay Oppa, I will. Also, I’m sorry for what happened earlier…”

“That? Tsk.. It’s alright Jiwoo, things happen and don’t mind about it that much, you know that. Anyways, take a rest, okay? Also, eat!”

“Thanks Oppa, Bye! See you tomorrow…”

“See you tomorrow too, Bye!”

You now part ways as the sunset fills in the orange sky, signaling that the night is nearing.

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*lock picks, door creaks open, car sounds at the distance, wind blows*

Your body thuds in the couch as you feel exhausted from an exhilarating day from school. With all of your energy, you reach for a glass as you fill it up with water to quench more of the thirst you’re still feeling. 

“*gulps* Hah, felt better…”

You suddenly went to your bedroom as fatigue kicked in, making you sleep unaware as you didn’t even bother to check the phone or even prepare yourself to sleep. As drowsiness dominates you, you involuntarily close your eyes slowly as you succumb to the darkness.

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Your vision becomes clear as you regain your senses, feeling lightheaded upon the exhaustion you had felt earlier. You stood up from your limp position, baffled about the sight that you stood up from a grassy field. 

“What the- Why am I here? Ugh…”

Scratching your head, you walk slowly as you still feel lightheaded, still fazed about what is happening. You then walked at the pavement near an towering lamppost in the park to sit on a nearby bench right after.

“This place seems oddly familiar, *sighs*”

A sigh of relief escapes from your mouth as you feel relaxed within the cold breeze the wind blows for a moody night. Moonlight illuminates around the cirrus clouds as you get a sight of it, smiling from the tranquil landscape as sobs can be heard from the distance, stopping you from doing anything. You become puzzled as you hear the sobs getting louder from time to time and those aren’t just sobs from a random person but rather a familiar one. With your heightened senses, you followed the sound on where there could have been the root between what seems familiar and some miserable sobs.

As you follow the sound, you find a brown-haired figure walking as her left hand fidgets and the right one wiping her face from what seems the root of where the sobs are coming from.

You then know who is the source of the miserable sobs as you wonder who could have hurt her? Why is she walking alone? Everything is feeling surreal as the setting gets really eerie as she stops from her tracks. 

"Miss, are you doing alright?"

No response. Not the thing you want to expect as her sobs decreased in volume, earning a sigh of relief from you yet anxiety now runs towards your veins.

“Miss, are you good?”

Silence emanates around the vicinity as you feel something is weighing down at your back as something holding you back from talking to her. 

You then grunted as it got worse through time and you tried to fight it but it seemed impossible. You then suddenly got immobilized and paralyzed, unable to do anything but to accept your fate and succumb to the darkness that lies beneath as the girl laughs maniacally, you then screaming in terror as you fell into the void as your vision darkens.

*you panting rapidly*

“What the- I’m- I’m alive… What in the world was that…”

Baffled by what just happened, your hand starts to wander around your body to see if the surreality is over as your body enervates and heightened your senses right after.

“Ugh, what time is it?”

6:51 AM was displayed on your digital clock as you woke earlier than your alarm. You usually wake up late whenever you sleep tired or exhausted but this is far from that. You then stretched your arms as you awakened your muscles as you then let out a deep sigh from a baffling dream. You then got yourself prepared for another day in school as you got up at the bed, still fazed about the dream you had.

“Just don’t think about it that much Hyuk, it’s just another dream or perhaps, a nightmare…”

Or is it? The exams are nearing, your finals, and you just need to slip it out of your head. Days are counting as the clock is ticking every second, you need to do good and prepare yourself for another day and probably another studying session with Jiwoo or a clingy bond with your friend Heejin, who knows? 

You then prepared yourself for another weekday routine as you locked the doors, securing the doorknob of the main one as you came and fetched Jiwoo on your way to school.

The sunlight kissed your face as the metropolis got busier as your sunshine sent out a bright smile and a bubbly greeting which made the stars jealous of her existence. Surely enough, that’s the reason why your dark days got brighter than no other person can do as thoughts in your mind can’t slip away. 

“Good morning Oppa!”

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[strifees]

Another masterpiece 💙

Clingy - Jinsoul

A/N: Hello boos, how are you all doing?

I finally got down a little quick fluff, it's not that long and quite unedited, please enjoy. (: <3

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It’s another cold night, as cold it would be at 2am on the streets of South Korea. A late night at work, you’ve recently been promoted to a lead editor and with the Loonaverse concert concluding just a month earlier and with the girls going onto Queendom, you got a lot of your plate.

You sigh deeply, you were very thankful for getting promoted from set design to video editing, but on the other hand you barely had time for yourself or for your girlfriend.

*Ding*

It’s like God knows you’re thinking of her. You pull out your phone, your screen is lit up brightly with a notification that makes you smile.

JinJin <3

“Hey jagi, are you stay in late again? ):”

Who knew you had such a clingy girlfriend? Oh yeah, you did… And every other member of Loona. It’s been a year now since you and Jinsol has gotten together, but spent essentially your whole lives together, growing up together and being each other’s best friend.

You look up to the city, seeing the lights of buildings staring down at you, the dark clear sky. You sigh, think about how you’re still so far from the dorms. No more busses are scheduled to drive this late, and you didn’t find it worth it enough to call a taxi for a short drive over.

“Hi baby, I just finished a little while ago, I’m walking to the dorm now. (:”

Well knowing you’re still quite a way away from the Loona dorm, you were already expecting Jinsol to be asleep by the time you make it to the dorm.

As you walk through the quiet city, you find couples here and there being like couples, holding hands, cuddling with each other, even young awkward couples going on first dates. You can only sigh as you envy these people, for the fact you can’t experience a normal date with Jinsol because she’s an idol and you’re someone who essentially works for her.

*Ding*

Oddly enough, you receive another message, thinking that your significant other has fallen asleep already.

“Okay honey, be safe, get home soon so we can cuddle!”

The latter part of the message warmed up your cheeks, even with the number of years and history between the two of you, she always seems to be able to make you smile. With that, you notice stores are still open and idea forms in that empty skull of yours, you walk over to the nearest floral store in sight.

4:00 AM

“Aish, how did a 20-minute walk turn into 2 hours?” You look at your wristwatch, seeing your phone died about hour so ago. Finally reaching the front door, you fumble with the keys due to the fact you’re holding a few bags and a bouquet of flowers.

You insert the key into the lock after an absurd amount of time fiddling with it. You open the door and enter ever so quietly, in fear of waking up the members.

You were able to close and lock the door, sighing in relief that nothing has gone wrong.

After struggling to walk through the hall, you make it the kitchen to see a certain dark-haired girl who has fallen asleep on the table with crumpled tissues all over the table, while a cell phone was left on, with a list of your number being called repeatedly.

You lay the flowers on the table, putting the bags of food and snacks on the counter. You clean up the tissues surround the person who’s slightly snoring on the table.

Once all the tissues were thrown out, you start stroking her hair.

“Babe… Babe, wake up.”

Jinsol twitches from your touch, slightly opening her eyes only for her sight to be laid on you. “O-Oppa?” Jinsol sits up and started rubbing her eyes before taking a look you again. “Oppa?” Jinsol stands up from her set, walking in front of you and feeling your cheek.

“Y-You’re here…”

SLAP

“Ow! Babe, what the hell was that for!” You hold your cheek while staring at Jinsol with a little anger, but it disappears as you see Jinsol standing there with tears coming down her eyes.

“Babe?”

“Do you… Do you… DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS FOR YOU?!”

Jinsol started crying her eyes out, only for you to realize that she must have stayed awake waiting for you to come home. “WHY WEREN’T YOU ANSWERING YOUR PHONE?!” Jinsol yelled out, you felt that she was scared, worried and even mad at you for not answering. “My phone died while I was out, I didn’t bring my charger with me today.”

You pull out your dead cellphone showing her that your phone was dead. “Then why were you out so late?” You can see that she calmed down a little bit. “I did a little… Shopping.” You point at the flowers on the table and the food on the counter.

She looked at the flowers on the table then over to the plastic bags on the kitchen counter. “You… You went out to get all this?” Surprised from your act, Jinsol smiles as the tears are slowly ending. “Yes, I went out to get this for you and some snacks for everyone else.” You calmly answer.

You were not prepared for what would happen next.

“DID OPPA BRING FOOD?!”

Jinsol turns around at the doorway, you look past her, and you see Jiwoo standing there in pajamas.

“Jiwoo?”

The one in the heart printed pj’s being to scan the room, spotting the multiple bags on the counter. “HE BROUGHT FOOD!” It seems to be that the girls were waiting for food as one by one, each member come in with sparkling eyes. “H-Hey, Soul and I-” You were cut off by Jinsol pecking you on your cheek. “We’ll talk tonight honey, it’s okay.” Jinsol smiles and nods at you, realizing that everything is fine between the two of you, you nod back.

“Okay, go wait in the living room, I’ll cook something.” You tell Jinsol as you take your jacket off and roll up your sleeves, she obeys and takes the girls in the living room, except for Haseul who joins you in the kitchen.

“We can’t have you do all the work.” Haseul smiles, you smile back at her as you grab two aprons off the hanger.

“Well, let’s get started Ms. Jo.” Playfully tossing the apron to Haseul.

After a while of prepping and cooking, you and Haseul were almost done. “How’s the ramyeon?” You ask Haseul as you watch her mixing the pot. “It’s almost done oppa, you want to try?” Haseul pulls out a spoon, scooping some of the broth for you to taste.

Haseul feeds you the soup, tasting it and you approve. “Good job Haseul, I think it’s done.”

“Okay oppa!” Haseul turns off the stove and heads over to the sink, placing the spoon on the side. You went ahead to pick up the pot, Haseul sees you about to grab the pot and panics. “OPPA WAIT!” She was too late, as you grab hold of the pot’s handles that were still scorching hot.

“AH!”

You let go of the pot, mostly from the stinging coming from your hands. “Shit, shit, shit, JINSOL!” Haseul grabs your arm and brings you over to the sink, turning on warm water. Jinsol enters the kitchen unknowing of your burns. “Hmm what is- HONEY WHAT HAPPENED?!”

Jinsol runs over to you, seeing that both your hands are under running water. “Jinsol, stay with him while I get the burn cream and bandages.” Jinsol nods as Haseul runs out of the kitchen. “Are you okay?” Jinsol asking as you’re just wincing in pain.

“I- Uh- Could be better?” You give Jinsol a little smile, trying to keep the mood light. “This is probably karma for pissing you off earlier huh?” Jinsol could only smile softly at you, she unconsciously grabs your hand in the running water.

“Honey, you- Are you alright?” Jinsol looked at you confused while you look like you’re about to tear up. “I’m okay… Y-you’re just holding my hand…” Jinsol looks to the sink, then back to you, then again till the realization hits her.

“OH SHIT! HASEUL WHERE ARE YOU?!”

6:00 AM

You’re sitting on the couch, getting your hands bandaged up but your girlfriend while the other members are in the kitchen eating. “Baby, go eat with them.” You try to convince Jinsol to eat with the other members, but in normal Jinsol fashion, she shakes her head. “I eat when you eat.” Jinsol was very focused on getting your bandages done.

You look over at the clock on the wall and it’s slightly past 6am already. “I’m sorry I ruined your sleep babe, I-” You were cut off with Jinsol kissing your lips, being shocked but only to melt into as you reciprocate. Jinsol pulls away with a large smile on her face, “Honey, I should be thankful what you tried to do tonight, thank you.” Jinsol taps your nose with her finger, leaving you flustered and confused.

Jinsol finishes wrapping your hands, leaving you with two hands still stinging from the pain, but it was pain you were willing to endure to have moments like this with your best friend, you lover, your baby JinJin.

“I still have to go to work later babe.” You try to get up from the couch, only to have Jinsol push you back down on the couch. “Where do you think you’re going mister, you’re in no condition to work.” Jinsol stood in front of you, hands on her hips, puffed up cheeks while giving you a little angry stare.

“I need to go fresh-” Getting cut off once again by your tiny but anger girlfriend.

“Haseul!” Jinsol calls to Haseul in the kitchen as Haseul pops her head through the door being on the phone already.

“I got it!” Haseul disappears back into the kitchen, you look back to Jinsol with a huge grin on her face. “It seems to me, that we both have a day off tomorrow.” You couldn’t help but smile and be amazed of your lover’s actions.

“You know babe, if this was about a year or two ago, you would have left me outside in the cold to sleep.” Jinsol sat next to you on the couch, leaning her head on your shoulder. “You know that’s not true… Just last year, you came in sobbing over a breakup at 2am and who was here to comfort you?”

You hold onto Jinsol’s hold despite the stinging, smiling you kiss Jinsol on her head. “I love you baby, so much.” Jinsol grips your hand but not too tight where it would be painful. “Is it okay?” Jinsol asks not trying to hurt your hands, you nod in response ending with a yawn.

Jinsol faces up to you and smiles, she brings up her hand and starts playing with your hair. “Are you sleepy babe?” You nod in response, but it’s hit you that Jinsol hasn’t eaten yet. “Soulie, you should eat something.” Speaking of, Jinsol’s stomach decided to pop in and say hello, greeting the both of you to a lowly growl.

Jinsol’s face started to redden, moving away from you, and hiding her face with her hands in embarrassment. “Babe, that’s not even the weirdest so-” “BAAAH WE HAVE KIDS HERE!” Jinsol immediately hops on top of you, covering your mouth. “Shhhhh, we don’t talk about that!” Jinsol feeling redder than ever.

“Let’s go eat!” Jinsol started marching to the kitchen, only stopping at the doorway to turn and glare at you as she slowly walks away. You sat back up and could only smile, being thankful for her.

8:30 AM

After a good late dinner, early breakfast, you had finally washed up and changed into something comfortable. Jinsol on the other hand is sitting quietly in bed, scrolling through her phone, assuming watching their performance from the Queendom shooting the other night.

You get in bed next to your partner, who is seemingly anxious. You take her phone and set it on the night stand next to the bed, she helplessly yelps and tries to take the phone back, but you instead hug her till she calms down.

“Oppa, do you think we’ll win?” Jinsol lays her face on your chest, squishing her cheek. You then started stroking her hair, of course always the way she likes it and the only way to keep her calm. “I believe in you baby. You’ve always been my number one girl.” You can feel Jinsol smiling, making you smile as you look up the ceiling.

This is the reason why you work your ass off every day, all the effort, sweat and tears. The woman you hold in your arms is the reason why you get up every morning and deal with your daily bullshit.

“Baby?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you sing to me?”

“What song honey?”

Jinsol moves up to level to your face in bed, wrapping your head with her arms and now you’re resting your head on Jinsol’s chest, as she started playing with your hair.

She started singing the lullaby.

Jinsol started singing, her voice, soothing you to sleep. You smile as your eyes starting closing, you were falling in a peaceful sleep. Unconsciously before falling asleep, you slip out something that caught Jinsol off guard, leaving her with a smile before joining you in dream land.

“We better get married soon Soulie.”