#AND THEN JIHYO TOO

[sanayeon]

KILLIN' ME GOOD — JIHYO (2023)

[kimsuyeon]

160103 / Like Ooh-Ahh

[jihyocentric]

before you read this, know that the fill where jihyo talked about her first date with nayeon to jisoo might have a line or two that won’t make sense after this update, but i can change that later. it’s not really a major change.

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jihyo’s headache starts early in the morning, when instead of tending to jisoo’s needs, nayeon seems more focused on foolishly decorating their pancakes for breakfast by making animal shapes with powdered sugar, even cutting the fruits to make hearts with them and decorate their plates.

it was a special occasion, as after jihyo took care of a problem at work, they would go see the doctor, and hopefully find out whether they were having another baby girl or a boy, like nayeon so wanted. even then, nayeon was taking too long doing basic things, and consequentially making jihyo slower.

jihyo had only just finished getting ready for work when jisoo, still in her pajamas and with her bunny plushie in hands, stopped jihyo from going downstairs to rush nayeon, slowing her down, mumbling something jihyo hardly understands with the biggest pout on her lips.

“slow down, bun. what do you want?” jihyo asks, her built up stress coming to a cease the moment her legs are being engulfed by jisoo’s arms, the grip tight, but jihyo didn’t mind the near abrupt approach from her baby.

“i want the kitty plushie!” jisoo sighs as she repeats her words, slightly annoyed when she isn’t understood, letting one of her arms detach from jihyo’s leg to show her the bunny plushie. “his friend.”

it’s a cat plushie jisoo asks for, jihyo knows.

where exactly that could be was a good question, but jihyo’s major guess was that the plushie jisoo looked for was in the attic, along with another few. jisoo was usually gifted with too many toys, some of which jihyo kept, knowing she might want them later, but others were donated after a while — jihyo hopes that the cat plushie wasn’t one of those.

“i can find that for you later,” jihyo palms jisoo’s cheek, squeezing it softly, caringly, but jisoo’s pout becomes even bigger. jihyo sighs. “do you need it now?”

jisoo nods. “wanna take the kitty outside too.”

making nayeon find it instead of doing it when she was already late for work would’ve been a smarter decision, that is if nayeon was able to find anything — she could barely find her own clothes in the closet, therefore jihyo strongly doubted she’d find jisoo’s plushie among plenty other toys.

while jisoo makes her way downstairs to rush nayeon with the breakfast on jihyo’s behalf, jihyo makes her way to the attic, hoping it wouldn’t take longer than five minutes to find jisoo’s toy. jihyo is relieved to find the place still clean, but the cat food on the ground next to the big container where they kept it indicated that nayeon had been there.

“messy,” jihyo sighs, swiftly making her way to the shelves.

there are toys there, all inside clear boxes, but there were no signs of jisoo’s cat being there. jihyo finds nothing on the shelves, but when she’s about to put one of the boxes back in place, she notices a cardboard box right next to it.

jihyo doesn’t remember seeing that there before — she certainly hadn’t placed it there. it was heavy, heavier than what nayeon would allow jihyo to lift while being pregnant, but jihyo couldn’t help but be curious of its contents. she fetches a pair of scissors, the only thing sharp she could find there, and opens the box carefully, leaving it on the ground.

“oh,” jihyo gasps, surprised with what she found. for some reason, her cheeks became warm instantly, and jihyo almost closed the box again.

those were the last things jihyo imagined she’d find there — a few letters from nayeon, multiple polaroids of them together and almost all of the gifts nayeon had given her in their teenage years. what grabs jihyo’s attention is a bunny plushie, blue like jisoo’s, almost the same. jihyo vividly remembers the day nayeon gave that to her.

even though jihyo was the youngest between them, nayeon had always been shy, reluctant even, to speak to her. that was before they started dating, of course, as the both of them could hardly look at each other without being met with a strong color on their cheeks, sheepish and deeply flustered.

during that time, they communicated through actions. it was the only way they could interact without embarrassing themselves, so nayeon developed a habit of giving jihyo small gifts, doing it religiously every friday, because that’s when she would usually meet jihyo while hanging out with their friends.

“yuck.”

the sound comes from either jeongyeon or momo, jihyo doesn’t know exactly who was the one already teasing her, but still she rolls her eyes, turning her face to the side, attempting to hide her red cheeks as she hears the couple’s annoying chatter.

“justin bieber?” momo asks, teasing the youngest of them. “i didn’t know jihyo liked this kind of music.”

jihyo crosses her arms, making a stern face that was anything but scary to her older friends. “unnie likes him. now shut up.”

“do we really have to listen to this if she’s not here yet? come on,” jeongyeon sighs, strongly against listening to the artist’s album. “she won’t stop liking you if you’re not his fan! you know nayeon-”

“unnie!” jihyo whines at the mention of nayeon liking her, her eyes barely meeting jeongyeon’s or momo’s, instantly getting up from the couch. “you really deserve each other.” she huffs pettily, leaving them alone in the living room, grumpy as she mumbled a pair of impolite words, ignoring their fake apologies and the teasing cooing that came with them.

it wasn’t any special date, but instead of giving jihyo the usual flowers or the cute, small toys that she’d find in random stores and immediately get for jihyo, in hopes of confessing to her (and despite knowing she would fail again), nayeon uses her savings to buy a delicate bunny plushie that cost perhaps more than it should. but it was worth it if it was for jihyo.

when nayeon arrives at jeongyeon’s, jihyo is doing homework upstairs, using jeongyeon’s room like it was hers, all because that was all that was left for her to do if she didn’t want to be a third wheel for jeongyeon and momo. the couple was preparing the popcorn for the movie they would watch together, telling nayeon where jihyo is even before greeting her properly.

“your little girlfriend woke up in the wrong side of the bed,” jeongyeon laughs. “be careful, nayeonie.”

“maybe you’re both just annoying,” nayeon replies, suddenly not interested on staying next to them now that she knew where jihyo was. “don’t burn our popcorn!”

“she doesn’t even deny that she’s her girlfriend anymore,” momo comments once nayeon leaves, tucking her head in jeongyeon’s neck, hugging her from behind while jeongyeon waits for the corn to start popping. “our girls are growing fast.”

jeongyeon laughs softly. “nayeon is older than you, silly.”

“sometimes she is.” momo mumbles, voice muffled against jeongyeon’s neck.

in jeongyeon’s room, jihyo and nayeon are hugging awkwardly — not because being close to each other was awkward, but because they never greeted like that. for some reason, instead of a saying the regular, shy ‘hi’, nayeon hugs jihyo the moment jihyo opens the door for her, only then giving the smaller girl a hello.

“i have something for you,” nayeon says, handing jihyo a small, cutely decorated cardboard box. out of anxiousness, nayeon resorts to being a coward again. “b-but only open it when you get home!”

once more, there goes her chance to confess to jihyo.

jihyo closes the box instantly when the memory hits her.

she remembers it perfectly, how she could barely speak to nayeon without her voice coming out shakily, how she trembled when nayeon hugged her, how mortified she felt when nayeon pointed out that she was blushing — they were a mess back then, and jihyo still felt embarrassed when she thought about those times.

the plushie came with a short, but sweet message. opening the box again, jihyo searches for it, eager to know what younger nayeon was doing to get her to fall in love for her, as if jihyo didn’t already know who she had fallen for and why. knowing exactly what to expect, jihyo retrieves a polaroid picture from the box.

in the picture, nayeon was smiling with the plushie next to her face, as if confirming that she looked like the bunny, because jihyo would tell her that a lot. behind it, nayeon had written a few words for jihyo.

“hey, kiddo

jihyo laughs right at the first sentence. “kiddo? why would she call me that…”

you keep saying i look like a bunny, so i decided to get one for you.

yoo jeongyeon may or may not have told me you like sleeping with plushies. i figured you would like this one! ><

from: your pretty unnie

ps.: i saw you took your braces off. you were pretty with them, but even prettier without <3”

“no.” jihyo whines at the mention of her braces. “alright, that’s enough.”

placing the items back into the box, jihyo ignores the urge to go through all of the things inside it. she was more than late for work, and if a short message from nayeon already made her feel shy like the teen she used to be, reading full letters would make her situation even worse. and jihyo didn’t have the time for that.

she finds jisoo’s cat in a cabinet, along with other plushies, and then she makes her way downstairs with the toy in one hand and a bag hanging on her shoulder. if not for her pregnancy, she would definitely skip breakfast, far too late for work, but the baby inside of her was hungry — and nayeon wouldn’t allow her to go out without eating.

“there you go, bun.” jihyo kisses the top of jisoo’s head, placing the plushie on the table. she sits next to nayeon, leaving her bag on a chair, ready to leave as soon as she finished eating. “nayeon, when did you get that box?”

“the one in the attic?” nayeon asks, handing jihyo the honey, knowing she’d ask for it. “your mom gave it to me last week, when i was picking jisoo up from your parents’ house. she even scolded me a little because i gave you too many gifts back then…” she pouts as she speaks.

“and i loved all of them, don’t mind her,” jihyo reassures, kissing nayeon’s cheek softly, headache long forgotten. at least for a brief moment. nayeon still made her late for work, and she’d face the consequences later.

nayeon smiles. “i know. remember when you used to sleep with that bun-”

“i don’t remember anything.” jihyo looks to her plate. “so this is why you took so long making pancakes?”

nayeon hums, looking at her impeccable art displayed on the pancake. “uh-huh. bunny shaped for the baby girl, kitty shaped for the pretty wife.”

neither of them notice jisoo had excused herself from the table, sick of her parents’ antics, to eat with bbuyo on the couch.

to: im nayeon

nayeonie, get food for bbuyo on your way here.

the container is almost empty.

don’t forget!

“unnie, i think we are done.” yeji says, rather shy after making jihyo show up for work when she wasn’t supposed to for her own mistake. “you only have to sign here and i’ll take these to miss bae.”

“you don’t have to be so nervous,” jihyo offers her a kind smile. “we all make mistakes. i should have read before i signed those papers. as your supervisor, i made a mistake as well.”

“thank you.” yeji says. rather than blabbering about jihyo being the perfect supervisor and how she was the only one in the wrong, she keeps her mouth shut, knowing she would embarrass herself if she tried to praise her superior again — she knew that from experience.

“joohyun won’t be mad,” jihyo continues. “we delayed the deal, but she’s my friend. she won’t mind. don’t blame yourself too much.”

yeji waits patiently as jihyo reads the document handed to her, letting out a relieved breath when jihyo finally signs the papers, knowing she didn’t make any mistakes then. jihyo checks the time on a watch adorning her wrist, eyes falling on yeji again once she knows she won’t be late for her appointment.

“unnie, can i ask you something?” yeji calls, already making a question.

jihyo nods, taking her glasses off after she finished giving the documents a final read. “go ahead.”

“isn’t it weird to carry a baby?” yeji asks, shoulders losing their tautness, as if she had been dying to make that question. jihyo wants to laugh at how fussy she is about it, seeming curious but, in a way, disgusted with the thought of having a baby inside of herself. “like, it is growing inside of you… doesn’t it freak you out?!”

jihyo never forgets yeji is hardly an adult — she was clearly very young, trying to be mature and competent as an employee, but sometimes it became too obvious that yeji was just a kid. the way she speaks to jihyo makes her laugh softly, knowing she wasn’t speaking to her intern yeji, but rather the barely 20 years old yeji.

“when i found out i was carrying jisoo, yes. it did freak me out.” jihyo replies. “but now it’s just normal, until they start kicking. that is a little weird.”

a sound indicating that she was receiving a notification reaches jihyo’s ears, making her grab her phone instantly, knowing there was a possibility of it being nayeon. and it was.

from: im nayeon

hyo would you be mad if i got a bnuy

???

bunny*

soo saw them at the pet shop. they’re cute :(

at a random pet shop, nayeon sees jisoo standing a foot or two away from the bunnies available for adoption. she had stopped there on her way to pick jihyo up at work, right when she got the message that they were out of cat food. as those were domesticated bunnies, nayeon had no excuse to tell jisoo they couldn’t have it or that she should stay far from them.

from: wife <3

what? absolutely not, im nayeon.

taking care of a cat and a kid is already hard enough.

we don’t have time or the necessary things to own a rabbit.

jihyo’s headache comes back instantly, knowing, from the way nayeon was texting her, everything that would happen the moment she got in the car with nayeon and jisoo. jisoo would be mad and nayeon would try to make things better, but jihyo would feel like a bad mom for not allowing her kid to have more pets.

yeji excuses herself, feeling slightly intimidated by jihyo’s sudden stern face, but jihyo isn’t upset with her, so she thanks yeji for her work with the softest tone she could manage out.

from: im nayeon

i know, but we could have one still

bbuyo needs a friend

cats need company from other pets :(

“look, mama, there are baby cats too!” jisoo grabs nayeon by her coat, dragging her to another session of the pet store.

from: wife <3

no, nayeon.

we have talked about this already.

i’m free now. come pick me up. don’t forget bbuyo’s food.

just like jihyo had imagined, jisoo keeps quiet in the backseat, with a pout on her face because, once again, jihyo deprived her from having more pets.

it’s not like bbuyo wasn’t enough, but jisoo wanted more, which was natural for a kid of her age, who didn’t understand how hard keeping a pet was and how important it was to be truly available to take care of them properly, which jihyo and nayeon weren’t. especially because jihyo was pregnant again.

“how was your day with mama, soo?” jihyo asks, looking at the rearview to see jisoo, who held both of her plushies tightly.

jisoo’s pout remains intact. “good.”

nayeon knows she’s in trouble then. jihyo looks at her sharply, and despite keeping her eyes on the road, nayeon can feel the stare on her skin.

“what did you do together?” jihyo asks again, trying to fix the situation nayeon had created.

the question seems to lit jisoo’s face, much to nayeon’s relief. at least her daughter was doing some damage control when answering jihyo’s questions properly, without pretending she’s sleepy to avoid speaking to her or blatantly expressing her frustrations.

“mama took me to the park!” jisoo replies, rather excited for someone who was supposedly upset. “we ate cotton candy and there was a train ride too!”

“is that so, bun?��� jihyo seems to relax and so does nayeon — jisoo was upset, but, for a reason jihyo didn’t know and wasn’t going to question at all, she was quickly overcoming it. “did you enjoy the ride?”

“uh-huh.” jisoo nods, her plushies pressed tightly against herself. jihyo was sure that the bunny’s ear would fall off any time, as jisoo kept holding it by its ears.

giving jisoo space, jihyo’s attention goes back to nayeon. she was angry, very much so, because nayeon could’ve bought bbuyo’s food at any other store, easily avoiding pet shops that way. still, that day was supposed to be a happy day, and jihyo wouldn’t allow nayeon’s lack of basic thinking ruin it for them.

“do you think we’ll really find out today?” jihyo asks, instinctively placing her hand over her growing belly.

nayeon hums. “we just need to hope they won’t be crossing their legs this time.”

“come in,” the doctor says. “oh my god, this princess grew a lot.”

jisoo becomes shy when the attention falls on her, even if the only “stranger” in the room was the doctor, and hides behind jihyo’s legs.

the middle aged woman wasn’t a total stranger, as she took care of jisoo’s health until she was about a year. despite jihyo and nayeon having a pediatrician of their trust, the doctor who took care of jihyo during her pregnancy would always be the most reliable one, so whenever they needed help, the obstetrician would be the first one they would call.

“a lot? she’s so small for her age, like her mommy.” nayeon jokes, making both jihyo and jisoo look at her with a piercing gaze. she clears her throat. “uh… w-we’re here to find out if the other princess- or prince is doing well!”

“alright,” the doctor laughs. “you already know what to do, jihyo.”

jisoo sits quietly on a couch, attentively watching everything that was being done to her mommy, scared of the doctor for jihyo, as her mothers didn’t seem scared at all. someone had to be scared for them, so jisoo plays a ‘guard dog’ role, getting distracted by her plushies from time to time, but still taking care of her mommy from not so far away.

nayeon stands anxiously next to jihyo, who is lying down and wincing at the cold gel being applied on her tummy.

“good news,” the doctor says. “the baby is not crossing their legs. do you want to know…”

“it’s a girl, isn’t it?!” nayeon nearly squeals, interrupting the doctor because she knew the answer in her heart.

it wasn’t bad luck per se, as nayeon would love them regardless of anything, but she feels like, because she wanted a different experience with a boy and expressed it so often, she would definitely get another baby girl.

perhaps she was fated to have girls only. at least nayeon thought so, because, deep down, something told her she would never have boys with jihyo. she was even relieved to a certain extent, because although nayeon wanted a boy, she thinks she would go insane with a kid like one of jeongyeon and momo’s twins living with them.

“please,” jihyo answers the doctor properly. “we came here for that.”

“well…” the doctor analyzes the screen carefully. “nayeon is correct. she is a healthy girl.”

the ride home is mostly silent — jisoo doesn’t talk, because she has a lot to think about now that she knew she was going to be a big sister to a girl, and jihyo doesn’t say anything because she’s tired.

it’s only when they’re having dinner that jihyo lets out a sentence with more than three words.

“jisoo,” she starts. “do you know why mommy won’t let you have more pets yet?”

nayeon pretends she’s not listening because she knows jihyo isn’t only scolding jisoo, but also her. of course jihyo would never call nayeon out in front of jisoo when it came to things like that, so what jihyo said was only really directed to jisoo, but nayeon knew she was in the wrong there.

jisoo sticks her bottom lip out, playing with her food. “no.”

even if jisoo doesn’t say it, jihyo knows jisoo sees her as the strict mom and nayeon as the cool mom. it’s something that truly bothered her, because nayeon was permissive while she was only being careful. jisoo didn’t understand such things, so her immediate reaction was thinking jihyo was simply being stern.

“having pets makes you responsible for another life,” jihyo says, in a soft tone, not wanting to sound harsh. “it’s not easy to take care of an animal. you see, bbuyo is our responsibility, mama and i take care of his needs, isn’t that so?”

jisoo nods, earning a head bump on her foot hanging off the chair from bbuyo. “uh-huh.”

“once you grow up, you will also do that,” jihyo resumes her speech. “and only when i’m sure you can take care of him, i’ll let you have another cat. even a bunny, if that’s the case.”

there is always a but when jihyo has serious conversations with jisoo, but this time jisoo understands jihyo’s reasons, so it never comes out. she’s clearly sad — ‘growing up’ before getting another pet meant more waiting, but because nayeon had previously talked to her about being patient with her pregnant mommy, jisoo admits defeat.

curiously, it seems she’s momentarily no longer the baby of that house, but jihyo instead, because both jisoo and nayeon were watching over her.

“i understand, mommy.” jisoo mumbles, not even needing jihyo to ask her if she had been clear. “i’ll wait.”

when she’s ready to sit on the bed and read a book before sleeping, nayeon is handed a pillow and a blanket.

“you’re not sleeping here tonight, im nayeon.” jihyo says, assertive with her decision.

nayeon had asked for it — jihyo has forgiven her way too many times for going over her choices on raising jisoo, which gave jisoo reasons to think jihyo was too harsh. too strict. this time, jihyo punishes nayeon by making her sleep on the couch, or anywhere that wasn’t next to her.

“but baby, i’ve already said i’m sorry!” nayeon whines, being pushed out of the room. she allows jihyo to kick her out, not trying to fight back, knowing she was in the wrong.

“you keep making jisoo think i’m the bad guy,” jihyo huffs. “because of you, i become the bad, cruel mom who won’t let her daughter have cute pets. or fill herself with candy until she throws up. or sleep without taking a shower before!”

“that only happened one time…” nayeon mutters. jihyo holds onto the handle of the door, ready to close it right on nayeon’s face. “wait, hyo! don’t be mad, i’ll make up for it! i can become the scary mom… look,” she clears her throat. “no, jisoo! don’t grab that flower pot, you might let it break!”

nayeon’s impression of her fails to make jihyo convinced to let her sleep inside, but manages to make her even angrier.

“i’m not scary,” jihyo’s lips quiver with sheer irritation. “and i don’t speak like that, dumbass. good night, im nayeon!”

the door closes, but nayeon keeps standing in front of it. perhaps she shouldn’t have tried to be funny, but jihyo was scary giving the fact that she hadn’t spoken to nayeon normally since morning, only when it was necessary, so nayeon had to break the ice somehow.

“hyo,” nayeon calls, hugging her cold pillow and blanket. “are you still there?”

jihyo rolls her eyes. “where else could i be, im nayeon?”

“right.” nayeon smiles. “i love you. and our baby girl. sleep well, hyo. if you feel cold, turn on the heater. i… i’m sorry.” she says, voice coated with nothing but genuine affection. “i, uh… i’ll leave now. good-”

nayeon is surprised by jihyo opening the door again, jumping into her arms suddenly. she barely has time to understand what is happening but accepts the kiss, dropping her pillow to pass her arms around jihyo’s waist instead. the kiss is soft just the same amount it is abrupt and hurried, and nayeon almost falls trying to, unpreparedly, support jihyo’s weight over her.

when jihyo pulls back, nayeon sighs, already missing her lips.

“by the way, you didn’t deserve this. this one was for me,” jihyo explains, before she leaves nayeon alone once again.

nayeon has two options then.

she could 1) sleep on the couch, in that lonely, cold living room, that would feel way bigger than it was without anyone there with her, or 2) squeeze herself in jisoo’s bed and sleep with her, leaving bbuyo without a job for the night.

the second option is what nayeon chooses, of course, cuddling jisoo the entire night, even when bbuyo had complained and meowed in protest.

[pink-vacancy]

Jihyo at the Marni Pop Up Store Opening

[polarisjisung]

when I get myself a car I will name it jisung so I can park jisung

-☄️

no words for this one 😭

[allfortzu]

i'll carry the moon and stars, i'll carry you and me

-- jihyo / tzuyu. 1.4k - light angst, fluff - hurt/comfort, light mentions of blood // MEN DNI.

tzuyu goes home to jihyo.

it’s late at night and pouring outside, a constant static of crashing cascades instead of rhythmic patters. 

jihyo still finds it calming, though. there’s always been something about the simultaneous state of disarray and comforting orderliness that came with storms and thunder. 

it also meant she had an excuse to curl up under a blanket and watch every movie she’d been neglecting. not that she needed one, but it was always nice to have. 

a little mundane for a detective, maybe, but some mundanity has always been needed to balance out a life like hers. 

peace in chaos, if you will. 

comforting orderliness in states of disarray. 

so, jihyo picks out her most comfortable pyjamas, and makes the best cup of tea she knows how to make – which only consists of choosing the most expensive brand of tea she has and actually boiling water instead of microwaving, but such is life. 

she’s still humming and waiting for the kettle to sound when her doorbell rings, a barely discernible ding in the storm. 

she pads her way from her kitchen to the living room, right up the entrance of her house. it’s too dark outside to see anything through the peephole, so she opens the slightest crack in her blinds.

the light from inside spills out, and the outline of a familiar figure is illuminated. 

jihyo opens the door instantly. instinctual, immediate. 

“tzuyu?” 

tzuyu looks up at the sound, and jihyo’s chest tightens. 

her cheeks are smeared with blood, gaze weak and lidded. her suit is ripped and there’s splashes of dirt and more blood over her usually stark white button up. everything is drenched in the downpour. her clothes drip with rain. 

tzuyu’s voice is painfully soft. 

she opens her mouth but nothing comes out, the rain drowning out every syllable. 

but jihyo hears her clearly. 

she knows when tzuyu says –

“jihyo unnie.”

jihyo’s heart shatters. 

she wants to tug tzuyu in by the wrist and ask her every question in her mind – what happened, are you okay, who did this – but tzuyu takes a single step in, and she loses all strength. 

“tzuyu!” 

jihyo surges forward; without thinking, without hesitance. 

tzuyu falls right into her arms. 

boneless, completely weak.

the rain from her clothes soak through jihyo’s pyjamas, she’s piercingly cold to the touch. jihyo feels her tremble, meek and shivering. every breath she takes comes out shakily, every exhale barely there.

jihyo’s never realised just how small tzuyu is, finding solace in her arms. 

it hurts terribly to see.

maybe it’s the adrenaline, or pure determination – but jihyo hoists tzuyu up with everything she has, carries her unfalteringly until they reach her shower. 

she sets tzuyu down and hurriedly pushes her damp blazer off; clenches her teeth at the sight of more blood revealed on the sleeves of tzuyu's white shirt. 

"who the hell did this, tzu?" jihyo seethes, pulling a towel off the rack and wrapping tzuyu up. "what happened?" 

"i don't know…" tzuyu says weakly, clutching at the towel and curling into herself for warmth. "some other gang– " 

then, softer; shakier, "sorry… you– you were the only person i could think of."

jihyo pulls tzuyu into her arms as tight as she's able to, presses tzuyu into her shoulder, cheek to temple. 

she's still worried sick, but at least tzuyu's conscious and speaking. 

at least tzuyu's here with her. 

"are you hurt anywhere?" jihyo's voice cracks, pained. she lifts tzuyu's head gently to cup her face, caressing a thumb over her cheekbones and looking over the wounds.  "... is this your blood?" 

tzuyu doesn't say anything, just looks at jihyo, eyes watery and lips pursed. 

"oh, baby," jihyo mutters. 

she realises, tzuyu's not so much shaking from the cold than shaking from whatever happened to her before all this.

she's scared. 

jihyo decides her questions can wait. 

"take a shower, i'll get you a set of clothes," she says, stroking tzuyu's cheek one last time and laying her palms on tzuyu's knees. "okay?"  

tzuyu catches jihyo's wrist before she stands up; whispers, "stay with me?" 

her fingertips are still freezing, so jihyo adjusts her hold until her hands are covering tzuyu’s. just a little warmth. 

“okay,” she raises their hands up to her lips, presses a kiss to tzuyu’s knuckles. “i’ll get us clothes.” 

--

jihyo has seen her fair share of blood and slashes, but peeling tzuyu’s soaked red clothes off still makes her wince. tzuyu sucks in a sharp breath at times, some wounds a little more tender than others. 

the most obvious ones are gashes below her ribs and another on her thigh, then bruises here and there. there’s more blood on her jaw, but jihyo can’t tell if they’re tzuyu’s or someone else's. 

tzuyu stays close the entire shower, and jihyo focuses on washing her hair first. she kneads the shampoo into tzuyu’s head gently, massages her fingers into her scalp and detangles whatever she can. 

the shower adds on to the rain outside; it’s loud in tzuyu’s ears, a mess of sounds. 

tzuyu clenches her fists, lets jihyo work her fingers through her hair despite the sensitivity of water passing over her wounds. 

she tries to focus on jihyo’s eyes – dark brown, then golden when the light catches them just right. they’re distracted and darting, cautious and wary, but soft around the edges, fading into black at the rim of her irises.

it becomes apparent that the blood on tzuyu's face isn't tzuyu's own. jihyo doesn't know if she should be worried or relieved. 

she cleans tzuyu's wounds in the shower, too, gently rinsing the cuts with warm water. tzuyu flinches whenever jihyo dabs at it, whimpering and shaking softly.

jihyo intertwines her free hand with tzuyu’s, squeezing reassuringly. “just a little more, tzu.” 

tzuyu squeezes back, eyes closed. 

for the most part, jihyo's voice is soothing enough to help her endure the pain. 

"this part won't hurt, don't worry." 

she rests her head on jihyo's shoulder still, and jihyo tries not to ache too much at the feeling of tzuyu tearing up, holding her breath throughout. 

the gashes don't look deep, so jihyo places a gauze dressing over them and settles with wrapping tzuyu up in bandages. 

"can you walk?" jihyo asks, scratching lightly at tzuyu's scalp and running a thumb over the shell of her ear.  

tzuyu nods, releasing the breath she was holding. she uses jihyo as leverage to stand up, but shifts most of her weight on her uninjured leg. 

jihyo stands with her, letting tzuyu hold on to her shoulders as they dress. 

"thank you," tzuyu says, slipping jihyo's oversized t-shirt on. 

it fits just right when she wears it, and it smells perfectly of jihyo. 

"sorry," she adds. "i won't– "

"don't be," jihyo cuts in. "i know it's a given for… what you do." 

she curves her palm around tzuyu's jaw gently, almost as if she's afraid of hurting tzuyu. tzuyu can't help but turn her head to nuzzle into the touch. 

"just come to me, okay? any time," jihyo continues, stroking tzuyu's face. "i'm always here. i'll always, always open the door for you. i'll do all of this again if you ever need it. remember that." 

tzuyu nods. "i know." 

she places a hand over jihyo's, kisses her palm. 

remembers the storm outside, how she staggered through the downpour with barely any conscience, light-headed from the fight. she'd shown up at jihyo's house naturally; an innate desire to just want to be with jihyo.

there was nowhere else she’d rather have gone.

--

tzuyu wakes up in jihyo’s arms at dawn, turns her head to check if jihyo’s awake. 

jihyo has tossed all the blankets over tzuyu, she knows tzuyu runs cold. she has one hand over the part of tzuyu’s abdomen that had been injured, and the other plays with tzuyu’s hair idly. 

“i have to go to work,” she says, seeing that tzuyu had awoken. her voice is low and raspy in the morning. “will you stay?”

tzuyu hums, stretches until she can curl an arm around jihyo’s waist. “can i?” 

she's still sore, and every move sends a sharp pain to the gashes. but it's better. better than if she were alone.

“always." jihyo kisses her temple. 

she leans down again to brush tzuyu’s hair aside, presses another kiss to her forehead. “i have to get a few urgent things sorted at the office, but i’ll be home quickly, okay?” 

tzuyu smiles. “i’ll be here.” 

where else would she go?

the rain had stopped sometime in the night.

she’s warm, she’s safe. 

and she’s with jihyo. 

even if tzuyu is chaos in all her ways, jihyo is peace.

i'm sure this would've been a much nicer read if i'd wrote some backstory for them, but i couldn't get this particular scene out of my mind 🤧 it's meant to be detective!hyo / vigilante!tzu! is the suit part of tzuyu's vigilante get-up or is it just bc i find it hot? who knows <3 you can tell ttt crime scene 2 did a number on me

anyways, thank you for reading!!! i really loved writing this one, and i really hope you enjoyed it! interactions truly truly appreciated <3

[nayeonline]

my 5 favourite k-pop music videos <3

I love music videos, and in k-pop there are a lot of mildy shitty ones, but there are also some amazing ones that are just as iconic as they are aesthetically pleasing. Obviously budget will come into play here, so big 4 groups will be more prevalent on this list, but I tried to be as fair as possible, within reason. Also, I'm a girl group stan, so don't expect many boy groups. Obviously I will forget some, but maybe I'll make a part two, and you are very welcome to leave your fave mvs in the rbs or comments. This list is in no particular order, lets gaur

1. 'Feel Special' - TWICE (JYP Ent.)

This music video inspired this list, and for good reason. 'Feel Special' is in my opinion, the epitome of Twice, as they stand today. It encapsulates their more mature concept post 'Yes Or Yes', but it doesn't alienate their debut cuter concept, it rather welcomes it with open arms and celebrates it as a part of Twice's history, something their newer releases occasionally struggle with. Visually its a feast, its decadent and lavish, and positively gorgeous. Each member has her own movie-esque set, employing various genres and aesthetics, and then the members unite in the most glittery set ever concieved, the gold contrasting their raspberry and champagne outfits magnificently, while also referencing the group's official colours, as seen on their lightstick. The whole video is cinematic and opulent, and every detail, down to Sana's dip died pink hair, and Nayeon's stunning ginger curls which I wish she would bring back, is flawless. The only gripe I have is Chaeyoung's unblended foundation in her solo scene, but hey, we aren't all be perfect. My favourite scenes in this video are the afor-mentioned glittery golden arches group scene, as well as Jihyo's rainbow vintage television scene, that was surprisingly ahead of its time in terms of its retro aesthetics. It's a must-watch music video for the history books, and it's Twice's best song too - it deserves no less.

2. 'Why Not?' - LOONA (BlockBerry Creative - ew)

Note: If you would like to watch this m/v, please stream it from a non official yt channel, in accordance with the boycott. They will usually be marked with 'Boycott Ver.' in the title or something similar.

Loona has a lot of amazing music videos in their arsenal, but 'Why Not?' goes above and beyond. It's one of the most visually striking music videos I have ever seen, and its grasp on colour, composition, and rhythm is completely unparalleled. It's vibrancy is just gorgeous, full of neon lights and shining metallics. The video exists in a constant state of dichotomy: both cool and warm, metropolitan and pastoral, manmade and fantastical. You would assume this would ruin the video's visual message, but the contrast actually enhances it, as well as furthering the group's lore. it's unafraid to experiment with aspect ratio and camera movement, and along with the subversive editing, the final product is unique as well as timeless. Who cares that the last five scenes were neon and retro-futuristic? It's time for Heejin and Hyunjin's black and white minimalist mildly 1920s suited up dance break with a 4:3 aspect ratio of course! As the song itself says, why not? It's as playful as the song, as well as being visually stunning. My favourite scenes include Choerry's upside down mirror moment with the neon lights, as well as Kim Lip in the field with the funky glowing orbs, and of course the cult circle on the moon scene. Fucking iconic.

3. 'Ditto' (Sides A & B) - NewJeans (Ador)

Note: I have a full review of this song, if you are interested.

Where the other videos on this list are overwhelmingly vibrant or cinematic, 'Ditto' is understated and personal. Arguably one of the most influential k-pop music videos of all time, it breaks every rule of what a music video of this genre looks and feels like, rejecting glamour and high fashion for an unromanticized schoolgirl aesthetic surrounded with melancholy. It's heartfelt and unassumingly tragic, and truly makes the viewer yearn for a time they only half remember. It is one of the most beautiful pieces of cinema I have ever seen, and I am so happy that K-pop stans loved it to death as I did, despite how starkly different it is to most everything in k-pop before it. It does however remind me of f(x)'s '4 Walls' m/v, which isn't a shock as Min Heejin (ew) was their creative director also. It also has vibes of the cult classic (?) Japanese movie 'All About Lily Chou Chou'. It has sparked many trends in the industry, including but not limited to: b-roll interspersions, the typical schoolgirl aesthetic, and the general rejection of the polished, glitzy vibe we expect of k-pop idols. Their impact on trends is notable, but in my opinion, no one has executed this aesthetic to the standard that NewJeans has. The unassuming tragic beauty of 'Ditto' is difficult to put into words, you must go and watch the two music videos for it - they are life changing.

4. 'Kill This Love' - BLACKPINK (YG Ent.)

Say what you will about Blackpink, but they KNOW how to do a music video, and 'Kill This Love' is one of their best; it is beyond extravagant. The sets are huge and striking and insane - Jennie floats on the heads of two enormous swans and all four girls dance in the middle of a huge fucking BEAR TRAP and its ridiculously cool. The fashion and styling is amazing too - my fave looks include Jennie's Lara Croft moment with the braid, Lisa's big ass fur coat from her cereal scene, and Jennie's gorgeous eye makeup from her shopping scene with Lisa. In a word, 'Kill This Love' is extra(vagant). Even the scenes that are conceptually ordinary - Lisa's cereal aisle, Rosé crying in her car - are elevated into the extraordinary. There is no real storyline or through line between the scenes other than their saturated colour palettes and the members themselves, but who cares? The members look like fucking goddesses, the dance looks amazing, and there are MULTIPLE jaw-drop moments throughout the runtime - what more do you want? Where 'Ditto' rejects the typical k-pop visual aesthetics, 'Kill This Love' epitomizes them. If I wanted to explain to western pop stan what k-pop is about, this is the video I would show them first. My favourite scenes include: the group scene with the exploding statues and the bad bitch combat outfits, Rosé caught in the storm with beautiful lighting, and THE BEST SCENE IN A BLACKPINK MUSIC VIDEO EVERRRR... Jisoo's goddess moment with the sun and the reflections. Nobody does music videos quite like Blackpink.

5. 'What Is Love?' - TWICE (JYP Ent.)

This music video is so unbelievably special to me. It doesn't break any boundaries with camera movement, editing, or aspect ratio like 'Why Not?', and it doesn't entirely reinvent the typical k-pop music video like 'Ditto' either, but I think it is one of the best music videos ever because it is so FUN. 'What Is Love' is a music video that is a series of references to iconic movies, most of which being about love, as the title suggests. It harkens back to 'La La Land', 'La Boum', 'Pulp Fiction', 'The Princess Diaries', and many more, with the girls playing the characters, on their fictional discovery of what love truly is. It's so special to me because it reminds me of doing exactly what the girls are doing with my best friends and my big sister - trying to learn what love is from the movies is something almost everyone has experienced, and thus the whole video feels nostalgic both for its references, and for its overall concept. It's fun and lighthearted and a memory of simpler times. Oh, to be a 12 year old obsessed with 'The Princess Diaries' again, to be a tween watching 'Pulp Fiction' with your big sister when it's probably not age appropriate, to be young teen watching 'La La Land' right when it came out. What a time to be alive. That's what 'What Is Love?' is, it's a celebration of life, of growing up, of being just a little naive and knowing it. Iconic, truly.

[fantasjihyo]

Jihyo/∞

[bebeyeyo]

jihyo is nothing but loving and caring of her scottish fold kitten!reader. after learning the history of her kitty’s life from previous homes, she promises you that she will give you nothing but what you deserve; love. spoils you with toys, not that you’ll play with them, it’s rare. she lets you cuddle with her on the couch and let you knead her skin all you want; seeing you so content with her makes her heart swell with love. kisses all the time. all the time.

she loves your folded ears :(

let’s be honest, you both have a separation problem, so she brings you almost everywhere with her. whether that being to dance practice or studio sessions. is very attentive to what your mood is, such as when your tail is standing straight up, she knows you’re happy to see her. if you’re interrupted during your making biscuits sessions, you’ll hiss unhappily at whoever tried to get your attention. you don’t want to give anyone else your attention if you’re attending to your time with your jihyo. smush her with all your love, she doesn’t mind at all.

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Oct 4th [Jihyo + Biting]

[9:20] Jihyo let out a content sigh, head falling back against the pillows as you kissed down her neck. Her fingers ran lightly up and down your back, the light touch sending a thrill down your spine. Your lips trailed softly along her skin as your hands held her waist firmly. You trained your gaze up at her as you came to her breasts, nipping at her through her bra and watching the way her teeth caught her bottom lip.

“You’re so good to me, baby,” she hummed as your hands slipped up her back to undo her bra.

“Wish I could leave you with marks,” you mumbled. You knew it was out of the question, marking up her neck the way you wanted to leave her with reminders of you during her busy days when you were apart. Her stylists would flip and she’d land in hot water for it and that was the last thing you wanted for her.

“Who says you can’t?” She murmured, a mischievous glint in her eyes. 

You gave her a look before sucking her nipple between your lips. She was just taunting you now. Jihyo let her eyes fall closed and arched her back pressing up towards you and your hand found the small of her back, holding her close while you ran your tongue around the sensitive bud and listened to her pretty sighs.

“Maybe you need to be creative,” she murmured, smirking. “Think sneakily.”

You paused for a moment, contemplating that, a hand on her waist holding her a little tighter. You kissed across her chest, sucking on the other nipple and moaning for good measure while you started to think about marking her again. You knew depending on the outfit a lot of skin could be showing, but some areas were never uncovered.

You moved your lips a little, to the side of her breast, before sucking harshly on the skin. Jihyo let out a moan, nails scratching down your back.

“That feels so good, baby.”

You knew she was egging you on. She knew how much you liked the idea and how much fun it would be to have a little secret, just for the two of you. When you finally pulled off with a small ‘pop’ you gazed down at the darkening mark, biting down on your lip and feeling the rush of arousal run down your spine.

“It looks so pretty,” she grinned. “Aren’t you going to give me some more, baby?”

It took no more convincing for you to press back in, sucking dark marks around the sides of her breasts and the tops of her ribs, each one blossoming into pretty dark reds as your lips trailed to the next spot. Pretty moans fell from her lips and as your fingers came to toy with her nipples she started to grind her hips up against you.

You kissed down her stomach, taking your time in hooking your fingers into her panties and slipping them down her legs. She lifted her hips for you as you got them off, then spreading her legs for you to settle between them. You gazed up at her as you pressed a few kisses to her thighs before sucking another mark into her hip. She ran her fingers up your shoulder and the back of your neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

You brought one hand between her legs, lazily dragging your fingers through her folds and drinking her moans as you teased her entrance. Another mark sucked into her skin, leaving a pretty red flower behind as you eased a finger into her core, drawing a whine from her that had you shifting your hips and squeezing your thighs.

As you started to curl your finger into her at a steady pace a desire ensnared your mind. You kept a careful watch as you picked a soft spot on her thigh, sucking it lightly before gently sinking your teeth in. Jihyo let out a gasp, grabbing at your hair and meeting your gaze with something much more intense and much less composed. You felt the way she clenched hard around your finger as you did so.

You gave her a grin, giving her little time to recover as you pressed a second finger into her heat. Her breathing grew quicker as and curses fell off her lips as you moved your fingers more quickly. You kissed at her other thigh until you found just the right spot to bite down again. Jihyo cried out your name, grip in your hair tightening and hips bucking into your hand.

“Fuck,” she breathed. “Baby, you better not stop that until I cum nice and hard on your pretty fingers.”

[josie-marks]

Glitch (2022), a cult classic.

[saintseiya-thoughts]

• Bronze Saints - Dance Skills Headcanon (? Girl, have normal hcs please)

Seiya : He sings well, but his dance skills kinda stop at Just Dance...he's a bit clumsy and has a hard time remembering choregraphy and all, he mostly does it for fun and doesn't care about being wrong

Shiryu : He's pretty flexible and remember/learns things easily, he would have a pretty energetic and really on point dance style and would overall think it's a fun activity ? He's naturally sporty too, it helps

Hyôga : He's reallyyyy good, but especially in gracious dances, his movements are slower and more gracious, so his energy hits a bit different in catchy and fast dances (not in a bad way)

Shun : He'd be good ! He's not as good as Shiryu when it comes to choregraphy but he's putting a lot of heart into it, and you see he's clearly loving it despite having less perfect movements than Hyôga or Shiryu

Ikki : You'll never see him on a dancefloor, and it's probably for the best tbh

[myoui-rkive]

kmg is theoretically one of THE best songs i've ever heard like yall dont get it i could talk and talk for HOURS abt how amazing it is musically and everything like omg everytime it comes on i have to shut up and listen..

[allfortzu]

sorry for the person i become when this photoshoot drops

[juanitasupreme]

Karina then HSH then Chaeyeong, back to back to back.... A triple homicide for the wlws fans in kpop 😂

[saiidahyunie]

chaepril fools?! chaepril fools?!?!?!