#Chaeryoung x reader

[luciopioid]

Happy Ending

masc!ryujin x fem!reader . 3,792K words

tags: masc lesbian ryujin. fem(me) reader. bottom ryujin. loser ryujin. top reader. alcohol mention. enemies (?) to lovers (?). reader has vagina. scissoring. nipple play. lots of begging.

synopsis: you don't particularly like ryujin, but still you put up with her. one night when the two of you are alone, she reveals to you that it's all a front and she needs you more than she's been letting on.

note: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING THIS! I slutted that girl OUTTTTT i hope yall enjoy.

You stared at Ryujin from across the table, your leg bouncing and your finger tapping simultaneously. You watched every word leave her mouth, every perfectly fabricated word. You subtly rolled your eyes as she continued to tell the rest of her story. 

Hate was a strong word, but like sounded even worse. You tolerated Ryujin because she was a friend of a friend. There was something so annoying about people who weren’t true to themselves– people who you can see right through. Ryujin might have been able to fool anyone else, but not you. 

“Are you there?” Ryujin asks as she tapped your leg with hers under the table, her tone ambiguous. Your shared friends stop to look at you as well, you feel a pinch of annoyance creep up on you with the sudden unnecessary attention. Ryujin did it on purpose, you know she did. 

“I’m listening.” You say, returning her tone. She gives you a look and goes back to her elaborate story. In truth, you were not listening. You knew Ryujin knew that too. 

“So?” She asks, obviously. Fuck. 

You feign ignorance, “So…what?” 

“So are you down to hang out tonight?” Your other friend interrupts quickly. 

“Oh.” Shit. This was clearly a bad look. Not only were you clearly not listening, but you were practically staring Ryujin down while doing so– or not doing so. “Of course,” You shrug, “Where?” 

“Mines.” Ryujin says, with a slight smirk on her face, looking directly at you. You bit back the urge to roll your eyes to keep things cordial, but god.  

“I’m down.” You say, your tone back to neutral. 

Your friends continue with their conversation. Ignoring them again, you glance at Ryujin. She catches your eyes, and averts her gaze after you didn’t look away. She takes an awkward sip of her drink. 

Interesting. 

You spent the first half of your night getting ready alone, letting the minutes slip by as you dolled yourself– for no particular reason. You waited patiently for your friends to reach your place, having plans for you to drive to Ryujin’s apartment. Within the hour, you’re waiting outside her door with your two friends, waiting for Ryujin to open the door. Alas, she does not. Instead a shorter girl answers, a bright smile forming immediately. 

“Hi guys! Come on in.” She turns around, guiding you guys inside the apartment. “I’m Ryujin’s roommate.” She adds as you reach the living room area. 

“You guys made it!” Ryujin exclaims once she saw the group of you. “This is my roommate, Lia!” She adds, Lia smiles sheepishly and waves while Ryujin introduces the rest of you to her. After casual conversation, you notice Ryujin reach into the cabinet behind her, grabbing a handful of shot glasses. 

“Shots, anyone?” She asks, her back still turned. Your friends exclaim, never having turned down a shot in their life. 

“I’m driving.” You say. Ryujin puts back two glasses. 

As the night continued, you watched the rest of the company as the liquor progressively reached them. Everyone becoming practically nerveless while they giggled and moved loosely to faint music coming from the speaker. All except for Ryujin. She fit right in to everyone who had been drinking, her inability to be subtle, annoying. In fact, you haven’t seen her pick up something to drink since you got here. She wasn’t acting drunk though, she just wasn’t drinking. No, there’s nothing wrong with that. Ryujin is perfectly allowed to not drink even if she is of legal drinking age and you know she drinks regularly. It’s perfectly normal, maybe she just didn’t feel like it. But like everything else she did– or didn’t do, this bothered you. For some particular reason. 

In a matter of hours, your friends are in various positions on the couch, sprawled out and asleep, Lia catching up to them as she tries to fight it. You hear footsteps behind you from the couch, it was Ryujin walking back into the room. She pauses next to you, the two of you watching Lia drunkenly (albeit cutely) fight sleep. 

Once Lia went to sleep, it was like an immediate switch with Ryujin. Her usual cocky tone, now soft and whispery.

“Is she out?” She asks softly, looking down at you, her eyes brown and gentle. You felt your stomach do a literal flip. All you could do was nod. 

“Are you sleepy too?’ She asks awkwardly, you wanted to burst out laughing. You realize this was technically the first time you’ve been alone with Ryujin. No friends around to impress, no one around to gawk at her— just you and her, alone. You smile immediately. 

You could A: Be normal and talk to her how you usually do and not acknowledge her entire 180 in demeanor, or you could B: do the exact opposite.

You shift a little to meet Ryujin’s eyes, or try to at least. “Why didn’t you drink?” You ask curiously, not caring of its invasiveness. She exhales sharply, looking around– instinctively– probably to see if anyone else was paying attention, but alas. She looks back at you, a stupid forced smirk on her face, “Cause you weren’t,” She shrugs, “I think.” You cock an eyebrow. “I mean I already wasn’t going to, but I didn’t want to be the only one not drinking. And then you said you weren’t going to as well so I just…” Ryujin rambled nervously, for no reason at all. You continued to stare. 

“‘I didn’t feel like it’ tends to work sometimes too, y’know?” You say, smiling, having way too much fun. “Oh. Yeah.” Ryujin smiles sheepishly, taking a seat on the floor as you do the same. You decided to take  advantage of this situation. You could maybe get to know the real Ryujin, the thought enticed you tremendously. “And to answer your question, no, I’m not sleepy. Wide awake actually.” She smiles and this time it’s with a little less anxiety. 

“Good. That’s good.” Ryujin muttered, pushing her glasses up on her face. “I’m used to being the last one awake with them.” You tilt your head. She was so unbelievably cute to you right now. She continued talking. “You would know that, but you usually don’t um, come by often.” 

Ryujin’s words hung in the air briefly, she opened her mouth to backtrack but nothing fell out. “Sorry.” She says sheepishly. You watched her talk, trying to keep your amusement hidden. You get comfortable on your spot on the floor. 

“You’re right. I don’t.” You account, because why not? “Busy.”

Ryujin’s expression faltered at your words. She let out an audible exhale. “Busy?” She parroted back weakly, her eyes finally meeting yours for a moment. You shrugged, amused at the way she shifted in her spot on the floor. You noticed Ryujin’s hands fidgeting on her lap, desperate for something to do. It was quite endearing. “Yeah, busy.” You repeated nonchalantly. “Too busy to come by?” she asked curiously.

“What, you don’t believe me?” You ask, teasingly. Ryujin bit her lip, shaking her head. This was almost too easy. Her habit brought your eyes to her lips, the scene of her biting her own plump pinks making your head light. You grin, eyes flickering back to hers. “It’s just…“ She muttered, whispering. You shift an almost unnoticeable inch closer. She was just spewing sentences repeatedly a second ago and now she can’t form a coherent thought. “It’s just…what?” You ask, voice low and teasing, physically unable to get rid of the shit eating grin off your face. Ryujin makes reluctant eye contact, her eyes only able to focus on yours for so long before inevitably darting to your low cut top, her eyes shooting up to your face once she realized you noticed her wandering eyes. And with no subtly all, she immediately looks away— at nothing. You couldn’t help but smirk, having the time of your life.. “Like what you see?” You whispered coyly, your voice still low and teasing.

Ryujin’s eyebrows furrowed, her face flaming an even darker shade. “N-no.” She stuttered. Adorably. 

“You don’t? ‘Cus I swear you were staring a second ago.” You rebut. Ryujin’s face is flushed in its entirety, her breathing uneven. She tenses up momentarily, her desperate eyes looking up at you through her big frames. 

“Please…” Ryujin practically whines, “Stop it.” She said breathlessly. It flipped an immediate switch and your grin widened as you shifted even closer to her. She was flustered beyond recognition. You wondered if there was anyone else who got to see her like this, if there was anyone else who knew she could be like this. 

“Stop what?” You ask, feigning ignorance, your voice low and teasing. 

Ryujin groans, getting fed up with your teasing. “You know what you’re doing.” She exhales. “It’s not…fair.” Ryujin pushes her glasses up and breathes in, shifting so she can compose herself to her best ability. You didn’t like that, so you place your hand on her thigh gently to work her up again. Her eyes dart down to your hand and her breath quickens once more. You smirked, noticing Ryujin’s immediate reaction to your touch. Her breathing faltered. “What’s not fair, Ryujin?” You ask, tone teasing again, intentional with the use of her full name. “How I’m able to get you so worked up? You don’t like that, huh?” 

You inch closer to her, if that was even possible. You get close to her ear, your hand squeezing her thigh with a gentle pressure. Ryujin’s breath hitches. “You know you get under my skin any chance you get.” You whisper to her. “Now you’re telling me what’s not fair,” You click your tongue in disappointment, “I mean come on.” Ryujin’s big, desperate eyes met yours, her chest heaving with her mouth parted slightly. Her lips looked so soft and inviting. You made sure she saw you prey at them as you met her eyes again. You smile, the idea clear as day on your face, but you don’t do anything about it, not yet. Wanting to keep Ryujin wanting and begging, even if she was still too stubborn to ask. 

“But I’ll stop.” You shrug, giving Ryujin what she was asking for. In your attempt to move away entirely, she finally speaks up. 

“Wait…”

She whispers, holding the hand on her thigh in place. You look up at her, curious.

“Please…” Ryujin’s chest heaves up and down, her eyes left yours bashfully. “I need you.” She confesses, her voice small. 

She looked so good flustered like this, her skin flushed with her dark hair falling over her face. Even if you couldn’t stand the girl sometimes, Ryujin was undeniably sexy and seeing her like this, vulnerable. Needy. It turned you on even more. 

“Look at me and say it.” You command. You were gonna give her what she really wanted, you just needed her to say it with her chest first.

No one has ever looked at you this way, so unbelievably desperate. Her eyes were low and wanting. Ryujin gets bold and moves your hand higher up her thigh. “I need you.” She affirms.

You let a beat pass, taking the moment to admire her once again before finally asking, “Where’s your room?” Ryujin’s eyes light in anticipation as she watches you get up, she follows suit, leading the two of you the few steps towards her bedroom. You close the door behind you, locking it. Just in case. Ryujin turns around in front of you, her body heat radiating off of her and onto you. Her scent and warmth making your head spin. You grab her waist before you lean in to whisper, “Go sit on the bed for me…” 

She obeys you and immediately sits at the corner of the bed. You walk closer as you take in the way she looks up at you. You stand inches away from her, between her legs. You hold eye contact as you slide your shirt above your head, leaving you in your bra. Ryujin’s breath quickens below you, her chest visibly heaving. She couldn’t believe this was happening right now, in an attempt to confirm it was real, she reaches up to touch you, but you swat her hand away. “No.” You say firmly. “You don’t get to touch me. Not yet.” Her eyebrows furrow in desperation and frustration, but still she obeys. “Y-Yes ma’am.” Ryujin nods, and you could feel yourself get physically wet, you couldn’t wait to make her lose control.

You squeeze your breasts over your bra teasingly before slowly unhooking it from behind and letting it fall off your shoulders. Your chest was completely exposed to her now, her mouth agape as her perving eyes burned into your breasts, not even bothering to look at you. You don’t mind though. You unbutton your pants before seductively sliding them down your thighs and onto the floor. Ryujin watched you do that too, entranced. You step closer to her. Ryujin’s eyes were glued to your figure, her body trembling in anticipation. Her hands were balled into fists, pressing at her sides to keep from touching you. You anchor yourself by putting your knee between her legs, firm against her heat. Ryujin gasps at the contact, her cheeks flushed and still so red. “You’re being such a good girl.” You whisper, your voice undeniably patronizing, but you couldn't help it. She was just too easy to tease. She reacts immediately, her breath picks up again as she leans back, holding herself up on her elbows. 

Ryujin’s hips moved subtly as your knee pressed against her, unsure if she was even able to. Again, you didn’t mind. You could see it in her expression that your words got to her, the effect they had on her. You could tell she wanted to get mouthy and retaliate but she didn’t. She was being a good girl. You almost wanted to give into her, give into what she wanted, but you decided to revel in your greed. 

“Does that feel good?” You purr, low in her ear, taking note of how her body shivered at the warm contact on the shell of her ear. You move your knee, adding more pressure to her crotch and Ryujin literally whimpers. You can see her shame begin to zip away as she decides to make a more confident rut against your knee and whine out as she does so. “Answer me.” You demand.

“Yes. It feels good…” She chokes out, speaking to the best of her ability at the moment. You lean down close to her face, your forehead flat against hers, Ryujin’s mouth inches away from yours. She leans in slightly to try and kiss you, extremely desperate to capture her lips in yours, but you pull away incessantly. You watch Ryujin’s face twist into a mixture of desperation and frustration. "Please." She whines, her expression begging. You could tell she wanted to be upset, get frustrated and talk back, but she knew better. 

Ryujin continues grinding her clothed cunt against your bare knee, the friction from the pull of her hips making her gasp while she begged for you. “Come back…” She says through soft moans, “Please.” You felt your head begin to spin. You genuinely could not deny her, not when she asked so nicely. She lets you kiss her first, the moment your lips finally met hers you felt her entire body relax as she surrendered to you. Ryujin then hungrily kisses you back, her soft plump lips latching onto your top lip as she sucked, wet and desperate. You pull her bottom lip with your teeth, reciprocating her action as you reciprocate her moans too. The kiss was eager, both of you wanting it just as bad. She, probably more than you, but still. You pull back reluctantly as you unzip her jacket, slowly sliding it off both of her shoulders, leaving her in a black tank top. You move down her body seductively, slowly pushing up her shirt. You notice her tense up shyly and you pause your movement mid torso. “Is this okay, Ryu?” You ask softly. Her body is squirming under your touch, but still she manages to nod frantically, her face flushed even more. You grin, reveling in the effect that you had on her right now. You tease her some more, pushing up the shirt slowly as it revealed her heaving stomach. You push the tank top over her now revealed breasts. You waste no time latching onto one of her nipples and sucking softly. Ryujin gasps into a moan. The contact of your warm, wet mouth on her aching nipple ran a shiver through her entire body. You lick and suck at the sensitive nubs, her back arching while she stifles exasperated moans. You look up at her from this position and see her biting her bottom lip to keep quiet, her cheeks still flushed. 

You unlatch yourself from her chest with a pop and begin trailing slow kisses down her torso, Ryujin’s body squirming continuously under your touch. With every kiss leading you to the waistband of her pants, you dig your fingers into it, looking up at her one last time for approval. “Fuck. Please hurry.” Ryujin whispers impatiently. Seeing her so impatient had you buzzing with desire— you had full control right now, something he clearly forgot. “Shhh… Patience, girl.” You say, deliberately moving slower in pulling her sweatpants down. “You don’t get to rush me either.” You say assertively. Ryujin lets out a frustrated whine, but she doesn't protest. Her hands gripping the bedding under her tightly, her knuckles turning white. She's trying so hard to be patient. "Yes ma’am... I’m sorry." She says, pathetic and bashful. Her words went straight between your legs. 

You slowly pull down her sweatpants, looking up at her with preyful eyes. You watched her grit her teeth and bite her lip to stop anything that could get her in trouble from coming out, but still you wanted to push her— make her needy on purpose– so you can put her in her place one more time. You discard of her pants, leaving her in boxer briefs with her tank top pulled perfectly over her breasts, looking so perfectly exposed for you. “Open your legs, baby.” And once again, You command, Ryujin obeys. You see the wetness that formed through the fabric, and you can't help but salivate. Your thumb slides gently over her pussy in a teasing motion, and she lets out a soft moan. "Please.." She begs softly, her body trembling. You pull her boxers down, with a little more haste this time. She opens her legs for you again and you relish in the sight of her beneath you, her pussy practically glistening from how wet she was right now, and it was all because of you. You stand up briefly to take off your own panties, you engulf her again, gently pushing her further back on the bed while you reposition yourself between her legs again. You swing one of her legs over your shoulder and shift slightly so that her needy clit met yours. Your eyes flutter and you exhale shakily, the wind physically leaving your body. You open your eyes to see Ryujin’s hand covering her mouth, she was looking directly at you, her eyes so desperately low and dark. 

You reach down to uncover her mouth and she immediately lets out a whimper while throwing her head back. You hadn’t even started moving yet, and she was already losing herself. As much as you wanted to keep teasing her, this felt just as good for you as it did her. “I need you,” Ryujin whined, “Please. Please fuck me.” You place a kiss on her leg before giving into her. You rock your hips against hers, the two of your pussies slick and wanting. Her back arches slightly as she whimpers wantonly at the contact. You do this a few more times, agonizingly slow,  seeing just what needy noises she’s able to make for you. Ryujin is already out of breath, her body squirming with need. "You want more, baby?" You ask, before you pick up pace again. 

“Yes. Yes I need more.” She wastes no time responding, and you waste no time fucking her. You grip her leg as you rock your cunt back and forth minutely, flesh against hers. Every single one of your movements earning you a shameless moan from her. You continued this pace as you reached down to take one of her nipples between your fingers and pinch. Ryujin’s hips buck as she moaned even louder, her sounds sluttish and desperate. 

“Mommy…faster… please.” Ryujin says breathlessly. You smile at the name, your head was getting too big for your shoulders.

 You grind yourself against her swiftly and minutely, your own orgasm beginning to build up in your stomach, but you still held out to keep fucking her like this. You snake a hand around her throat for balance, applying a firm, soft pressure, earning a mewl from Ryujin while she leaned her head back and let your hips work. You grunt, matching her whimpers with every thrust. Ryujin’s breath catches in her throat and you almost pull the hand on her throat back, before you glance and take note of her toned stomach tensing up relentlessly. This only makes you move harder and faster, you knew Ryujin was about to cum and you were too. 

“Close.” She chokes out through uncontrolled whimpering, her eyes cinched shut. You feel the coil build in your own stomach quickly, you were teetering over the edge and you trusted Ryujin was right there with you. Ryujin's body shakes uncontrollably, her back arching as she gets closer and closer to the edge. "Please, please, please." She whimpers, slurring her pleas. 

“Come for me.”

And with that the two of you cum together, strained moans and incoherent curses fill the room as you ride out your orgasm, literally and figuratively. Your vision blurs and this time it’s your turn for your eyes to cinch, the waves of pleasure crashing into you intensely, you felt your body go limp. You drop Ryujin’s leg and reposition so that you could hover directly over her, your chest and hers, heaving with ragged breaths. Ryujin's cheeks are flushed and her hair disheveled, her eyes still low and glazed with pleasure. You couldn't resist her. You lean down to capture her lips with yours. The kiss is soft and gentle, an intimate contrast to the events leading up to this kiss. The air in the room is thick and warm as Ryujin clings to you tightly while she kisses you back. 

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Love Languages w/ ITZY

Yeji

Physical Touch

Would definitely be clingy and especially to you. Even if it’s like little things : holding your hand, holding onto your shoulder, etc. Would insist on being near you at all times. Even if you guys were both busy doing different things, she would at least be near you. Just having you nearby is enough to make her heart happy.

Although, when you guys do get sometime alone, she would definitely jump into your arms and cuddle with you. Even if there wasn’t a bed, she’d just be happy to be in your arms. Sometimes just being with you is enough to make her day 10x better.

Lia

Words of Affirmation

She would swoon over any compliments you send her way. Even if it was just a text, it would send her heart racing. It would often be the little extra thing she needed to get through her day.

Would definitely be reciprocating of any and all compliments you send her way. Just a compliment from you would be enough to lift her mood. If she ever felt bad, she knew all she needed to was come to you and she’d feel so much better because of how nice you always were.

Ryujin

Acts of Service

Would definitely be a very very nice gentlewoman for you. On dates, she’d hold open the door and carry your bags, just make sure you were taken care of in every way possible. Even if you didn’t ask her for help, she would still go out of her way to help you out — your shoe is untied? you can bet that she’s on her knees to tie it for you.

However, although she would never ask for help either, you’d still secretly help her out too. Especially on days/weeks when she’s busy training, you’d be sure to cook her meals for her and would clean the apartment to make sure she had a clean and cozy place to return to.

Chaeryoung

Quality Time

Just being around you is enough for both of you guys to immediately be 10x more happy. You wouldn’t even necessarily even have to talk to her, you could both be doing your own totally separate things, but as long as you guys are in the same room or within eye contact of each other, you’d both be so happy.

Loves doing little domestic things with you like cooking dinner, doing laundry, or just watching a movie together. To her, any day spent just being around you would be a day well spent. Would definitely whine you have to leave, even if you guys spent literally the whole day together.

Yuna

Receiving Gifts

Yuna would definitely be used to being spoiled and who could blame her? You would definitely wind up pampering her. It’d turn into every single time you saw her, you’d have a gift for her. Not necessarily something expensive every single time, often, it was just you saw something that reminded you of her and bought it for her impulsively. Just little things like keychains or her favorite chocolate.

She’d definitely return the favor, but in even bigger means. Because she’s often very busy, she doesn’t have time to just go out window-shopping whenever she pleases, but when she does, she’s sure to stock up on a lot of gifts for you. She’d give larger gifts, but less frequently. Expect to be VERY loved on your birthday and Christmas.

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IN TOO DEEP! Idol!jake sim x katseye!y/n

01. lip gloss and chaos masterlist. next.

The green room buzzes with energy. Hairdryers hum, stylists dart around with lip tints and hairspray cans, and the air smells faintly of citrus-scented dry shampoo. Daniela Avanzini sits cross-legged on a makeup chair, twisting strands of her blonde hair between her fingers absentmindedly. Her outfit—an iridescent denim two-piece with silver chains—is half zipped, and her stage mic is clipped but not yet turned on.

You lounge on the floor across from her in an oversized hoodie, glitter eye patches under your eyes and a pen hanging out of your mouth like a cigarette. Your stage gear hangs neatly on a nearby clothing rack—violet mesh sleeves, cargo pants with too many buckles, and a neon orange cropped jacket you lovingly named “Garfield.”

“So let me get this straight,” you say, pointing the pen at her like it’s a mic. “You said good morning to him and he just walked away?”

Daniela huffs, trying to look annoyed, but the blush creeping into her cheeks betrays her. “He didn’t walk away. He bowed… politely.”

“Okay, but did he say anything?” you deadpan, dropping the pen on a nearby stool. “Like a ‘Hi,’ or a ‘You look stunning today, Miss Avanzini, may I have this dance under the twinkling LED lights of Inkigayo?’”

Daniela rolls her eyes but can’t hide the grin spreading across her face. “He said, ‘Morning,’ and then bowed and walked away.”

You gasp theatrically. “Morning? From the ice prince himself? Daniela, that’s practically a love confession.” You laugh as you stand and grab a nearby pack of strawberry Pocky.

“You’re being dramatic,” she says, laughing as she dabs a bit of highlighter onto her cheekbones. “It’s not that deep.”

You crawl over and plop down beside her, chin in hand. “Okay, but let’s be honest: you’ve been smiling at your phone all week after every rehearsal. That can’t just be from checking Weverse comments.”

“I was watching cat videos.”

“Cat videos don’t make you clutch your heart and whisper ‘oh my God.’” You nudge her playfully. “Be real. You’re totally online-stalking Sunghoon.”

Daniela opens her mouth to argue, then closes it again. She catches her reflection in the mirror, sees the slightly dazed expression she’s been trying to hide for days, and gives up pretending. “Fine. Maybe… I like him. A little.”

You don’t say anything right away. You just grin and reach into your hoodie pocket.

“What are you doing?” Daniela asks warily, setting her phone down to focus on you.

“Texting the wedding planner,” you reply, fingers flying over your phone. “Gotta book the venue before Enhypen’s fans get to him first.”

She smacks your arm, laughing so hard her eyeliner brush falls. “You’re insane.”

“Insane for love,” you sing off-key, standing up to do a slow twirl, your hoodie sleeves flapping. “Or at least for other people’s love lives. Mine is as barren as our fridge the night before grocery day.”

The room shifts briefly as a stylist leans in to adjust Daniela’s mic. You return to the vanity, allowing the makeup artist to start your look with precise flicks of eyeliner. For a few minutes, you sit in companionable silence—except for the occasional sound of lip gloss tubes clicking open or brushes clinking on the counter.

You glance sideways and catch her smiling faintly to herself again. This girl is down bad, and you’ve seen enough dramas to know where this plotline is headed.

“Okay,” you say finally, voice casual, “if—and this is purely hypothetical—if I were to help you, what would you want? Like, just an introduction? Or should I throw in a dramatic hallway encounter, a spilled drink, maybe some slow motion?”

Her eyes go wide. “No. No missions. Don’t you dare, Y/N.”

You clutch your chest. “You wound me. I am but a humble wingwoman, eager to serve.”

“Last time you ‘wingwoman-ed’ for Megan, she ended up accidentally confessing to the barista and his manager.”

“She said it made their coffee better for a week. You’re welcome.”

Daniela laughs, but there’s a nervousness behind it. “I don’t know if I want anything to happen. What if he’s not into idols? Or if I misread everything?”

You turn serious for a moment. “You didn’t misread it. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Like he’s trying not to get caught staring.”

She bites her lip, unsure whether to believe you. “Even if that’s true, we barely talk.”

“Then we’ll fix that,” you say, popping your lip gloss open. “He’s always hanging around that one guy anyway. I’ll get him to help, friendly-friend, infiltration-style.”

“That sounds extremely unnecessary.”

“Unnecessary is my specialty,” you wink, smacking your lips together. “Also, he’s like… wildly charming. Befriending him is a win-win.”

She laughs. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I know. And you love me for it.”

Before she can reply, a staff member peeks in. “Five minutes!”

“GNARLY time!” you whoop, grabbing your outfit and spinning behind a curtain to change. “Are the other girls ready?”

Daniela follows behind. “They’ve been practicing in the hallway.” The familiar pre-performance adrenaline starts to bubble up. She pulls on her jacket, adjusts her in-ears, and gives herself one last look in the mirror.

“You good?” you ask, emerging from behind the curtain in full costume—neon orange jacket, violet mesh sleeves, and a glitter accent under one eye. You look like a pop-punk Barbie who could kill with a wink.

Daniela nods. “Nervous, but good.”

“Channel it,” you say, bumping her shoulder. “Nerves mean you care. Just like your crush on Sunghoon means your heart hasn’t turned to stone.”

She rolls her eyes. “You’re impossible.”

As you both make your way toward the stage, heels clicking rhythmically against the floor, the sounds of the audience grow louder—cheers, chants, and the familiar opening synths of your comeback single “GNARLY.”

You glance at Daniela, then at the bustling staff and bright stage lights ahead. Something clicks into place in your mind.

Daniela likes Sunghoon. Sunghoon maybe likes her back. Jake is the key to Sunghoon. And you? You’ve got charm, wit, and absolutely nothing better to do.

Operation Get Daniela a Man is officially underway.

SYNOPSIS: Deemed the ultimate cupid, Y/N L/N had never failed at matchmaking — not once. From hallway crushes to idol staff romances, she could spot chemistry a mile away. So when she saw the way her best friend Daniela Avanzini looked at Park Sunghoon, she knew it wasn’t just a harmless crush. Daniela’s entire vibe changed around him — soft smiles, dreamy sighs, and nervous hair twirling like clockwork. And the worst part? Sunghoon had no idea. They saw each other all the time — same company, same shows, same green rooms. But Y/N wasn’t about to wait around and hope. She needed a strategy. A secret weapon. Enter: Jake Sim — Sunghoon’s best friend and the easiest way into his orbit. Y/N had barely spoken to him before, but she wasn’t worried. She was charming, determined, and always ready for chaos if it meant helping Daniela. Was this slightly unhinged? Maybe. Was she still going to do it? Absolutely.

Operation: Get Daniela a Man has officially begun.

GENRE/WARNINGS: written maybe some some smau, strangers to friends to lovers, you're stubborn and oblivious, fluff, crack, kys/kms jokes, friendly bantering, cursing, mentions of alcohol consumption, posted this on wattpad @cupify if you wanna read all of it rn:3

FEATURING: enhypen, katseye + mentions of other idols

STATUS: STARTED JUNE 25, 2025

[linoyan]

Three | Who are you??

Pairings: Ghost!Hyunjin x Reader!

Warnings: A lot of cursing 😭😭

Very very very special credits to whoever made/posted this gif aa

As you were about to start your call with your friends, your phone suddenly turned off. You were confused, aggressively shaking your phone and even trying to turn it back on.

"So dramatic." You froze as you heard an unfamiliar voice. It echoed loudly all over your room, it had an annoyed tone too.

You quickly turned around and fell off your bed when you saw the culprit. "Huh?" It was a man, a man.. a man you don't know- a man who's inside your room!

You quickly grabbed a pillow and dramatically threw it at the 'person'. "W-who the hell are you?! Why are you here?? Get out of my room!!!" You yelled.

The man didn't seem to be real.. Long hair, sharp eyes, really really really REALLY attractive too!

He grunted, catching the pillow and throwing it back to you, which made you flinch. "Calm down, I'm not gonna hurt yo-" You cut the man off by throwing the pillow back to him.

"Who are you?? I'm calling the police!" Maybe you were over exaggerating? Maybe just too scared to function? Or.. is this a normal reaction? I mean- who even stays calm and confused when someone you don't know is literally in your room???

"Don't, okay?? They'll think you're crazy! Wait, you can see me??" The man looked stunned as he continued to sit on your bed.

"Are you serious right now?? First, you barge into my room, and ofcourse I don't know how you did that! And second, you're thinking I'm freaking blind?!" You snapped, yelling at him as you sat on the corner of the room.

"Did i say you're blind?! All i did was ask you- Ugh.. Okay, look, my name is Hyunjin." He was about to argue with you but stopped himself, knowing all this is gonna lead both of you nowhere.

"Okay?? Hyunjin? And? I'm calling the cops- security, I don't know what they're called!!" You were a total mess right now, almost sobbing as you stood up and picked the telephone up, obviously shaking.

"Don't say i didn't warn you." He was even sitting pretty on your bed while you called for help, which made you hesitate.

You stood infront of a small table, the telephone in hand as you eyed him up and down. "..What the fuck are you?" You stared at him in disbelief.

"Human-"

"Human, Human yeah, i get it! Now answer me seriously." You shot him a glare, it was too late to even get angry yet he's already getting in your nerves.

"Let's say.. I've been in this room for a year now, but noone but you has ever seen me in this state- What do you think i am?" He smirked as he looked at you.

"A fresh damned spirit?? A ghost?? I don't know!" You exclaimed, slamming the telephone back down as you shrugged at him.

"Then i guess I'm a ghost, happy?" He shrugged back, laying down on your bed and wrapping himself up on your blanket.

"Okay wannabe bloody mary?? Like i believe you! I've never even seen a ghost before!" You walked towards him and sat down on the bed.

"Well, you have now!" He rolled his eyes at you.

"Don't give me that sass, Hyunjin. Don't think I'm going to sleep knowing you're here!" You pulled your blanket which made him roll out of it. He groaned.

Both of you remained silent for a moment, probably taking in whatever just happened.

"..Hey." He was the first to speak, he turned to look at you with a.. rather serious expression.

"What?" You answered in an instant, looking annoyed.

"Still don't believe me?"

....

"Ofcourse not."

He let out a sigh. "I'll turn your phone back on, call one of your friends and bring them here." He explained as he grabbed a pillow and placed it under his head, resting on it.

You judged him for a while, "Kinda childish." but then you grabbed your phone and turned it on. "It's the only quick way you'll believe me!"

When your phone turned on, you glared at him, now believing that he's.. unordinary.

"What??" ..

.. "I got my eye on you, Hyunjin."

He let out a scoff and went back to focus on the comfort of your bed.

[markkiatocafe]

twin souls reunite

part 1!

𖠚 warnings: unrequited feelings for a bit (she fell first, he fell harder), mild cursing, jokingly calling ppl gay as an “insult” (“girlkisser”, “boykisser”), nothing else that ik of!!

𖠚 synop: yn was in love with a boy named mark lee back in highschool, they met through a mutual friend, named lee donghyuck. mark was funny, he was charismatic, and he was sweet, oh, so sweet. though, mark eventually fell out of love with yn. there were no hard feelings, instead just.. no feelings. though, after seeing her again in college, mark might’ve started to regret his decision of breaking up.

𖠚 pairing: she/her!reader x nonidol!mark

𖠚 a/n: THE FIRST PART IS UP YALL!!! if you enjoy it pls tell me!! if there’s anything you feel needs to be tweaked, i’d be happy with constructive criticism jst pls be nice since i’ve never done something like this before & this is jst for fun, it isn’t meant to be like a “professional” series or something. <3 oh, also, i made the name of the college ncu (neo culture university) but…. idk if i like it 😭 i may change that later :,)

masterlist prev next

[waevrs]

Chaeryeong gf headcannons:

because I am literally in love with this woman

definitely a cuddler. not so big on pda, but as soon as you two are alone she is ALL over you. will definitely pull you closer if you’re too far away

even in public she’ll do small displays of affection like holding your hand or placing her hand on your thigh

VERY sappy romantic, poor girl has been training for so long that she has never experienced a proper relationship (you’re probably her first) so she’ll want to do all the sappy things you see in romance movies and tv shows. stuff like tying shoelaces randomly or dancing in the rain, she’s so adorable you just can’t say no.

actually a thief, your wardrobe is reduced to none whenever she’s around. you will always find her in your clothes, no matter if they swamp her or are too small for her, she just likes the smell of them.

sometimes she’s so sappy she just looks at you and smiles or giggles

so we all know she’s a daydreamer, she can’t help it! most times it happens when you’re talking about your day and you notice she’s daydreaming so you guide her head to your lap or shoulder just to let her daydream some more. her work is stressful, maybe she just needs an escape, and who are you to deny your gorgeous girlfriend of that.

her camera roll is FULL of random pictures of you in all sorts of scenarios. she likes taking pictures of you randomly because it always makes her smile whenever she’s away from you

you surprise her once when she was on tour by showing up in the crowd and she couldn’t take her eyes off of you. she even got a little emotional in the encore!

reminding her to eat by text or sticky notes because she sometimes gets wrapped up in practice because she’s a perfectionist

tries to teach you the choreography but you give up halfway due to exhaustion. she kisses you all over your face whenever you get a move right

the type to squeal and cover her face whenever you bring her roses

[finnbbl]

Hyunjin x M! Reader - Dancer AU | SMAU | Chapter 7

Ch. 7 - Friend? | Previous Chapter | Next Chapter |

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Written: Yes

Smau: Yes

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: I just wanted to mention that I’m aware this may not be how it actually is to be a backup dancer, or that this stuff wouldn’t actually happen IRL. However, it is just a story and an AU so it really isn’t that serious. I ask to just enjoy the story and not criticize plz !! tysm for your support :)

Warnings: Swearing, Sex jokes lol

That conversation was one you particularly weren’t fond of. It did you no good and only flooded back negative memories. Sounds silly, but you had your own reasons. All you could have hoped was that they were just bluffing and wouldn’t actually try to go through with the idea. What really shocked you was Lia. She was on board with it and was encouraging it, despite what you had told her years prior. Maybe she just forgot? Or did you imagine you told her and to never really did. Both was a possibility and now you were second guessing yourself. If the second option was true then you were upset for no reason, which only caused you to feel guilty. All these thoughts ran through your head and it felt like one big jumbled mess. You sighed as you saw the studio come into sight. You had arrived, thank god. Maybe you could push everything out of your head now.

As you guys stepped off the bus one by one, you were led by staff members were you were given instructions. You had about 10 minutes before group rehearsal would start. You’d actually be dancing with Stray Kids. It started to be come hard to believe, how had you gotten to this point? No idea, but all you knew is you were incredibly lucky. And you weren’t gonna allow yourself to let them down or take this opportunity for granted. As everyone was doing stretches or warming up, the eight of them wandered in. Laughing and bantering with each other. You decided to try and avoid eye contact with them right now, especially Hyunjin. This whole thing was new and you felt rather awkward about the situation. Making eye contact with him would only make you start thinking, and you’d most likely be distracted. You couldn’t afford it right now. So, you blocked everyone out as you continued your leg stretches. It was definitely something you’d always struggled with. You weren’t the most flexible and always had trouble with this particular stretch. Sitting on the floor as you did your best to reach your toes.

However, this was quickly interrupted as everyone was called by the choreographer. He was there to make sure everyone was on point. His plan was to watch the members do it, then the backup dancers. Followed by combining everyone to make sure it looked good. That’s when something had caught your ear. They said you had only one day to rehearse, you must’ve gotten dates mixed up. It wasn’t really a problem for you, but it was stress inducing none the less. You’d made a mistake of mixing up the dates and now you had to deal with it. You convinced yourself you’d be fine.

Hours and hours went on of rehearsal. It was exhausting dancing for hours upon hours for sure, but dance was something that had brought you comfort and peace. Even with the yelling, the sound of feet against the floor and deep breaths of the others around you. Somehow you were able to tune it out, and focus on your performance and matching the moves to the music. Then, it wasn’t long before it came to an end. Around 9 P.M. it was. Staff, managers, and the choreographer had praised you all. They gave encouraging words as you exited the building. You all waited and waited for the buses to show up outside. Everyone else had seemed to have had their own little groups already. They must’ve all known each other already, wasn’t that great for you. It felt so awkward, standing off to the side as you impatiently tapped your foot on the ground, hoping the buses would show up soon. Fortunately for you, you received a phone call. That would give you some relief and not make you feel like an absolute idiot all by yourself.

Pulling the phone out of your pocket, you noticed it was San calling. Most likely to check up on you and see how your day went. San was probably one of your biggest supporters right now, aside from your girls. You could tell he was a very genuine person who had a very kind and fun personality. Swiping right, you brought the phone up to your ear.

“Hey, San! What’s up?” You spoke as you glanced around for the buses once more.

“Y/N! Just wanted to see how rehearsal went, was it fun?”

“Yeah, definitely. You know how much I enjoy this stuff.” You smiled, chuckling lightly into the phone. Making sure to be aware of how loud your voice was, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention to yourself.

“Awesome, the concert’s in a few days right?” With hearing San’s question, you sighed. Being reminded of your careless mistake.

“Ah no actually. I mixed up the dates, it’s tomorrow.” You said sort of embarrassed.

“Well, it’s nothing you can’t handle I’m sure. I know your trip has been hectic so far but, hang in there. It’ll get easier.”

“Thank you, so much San. It means a lot.” Truly, you found his words quite comforting and reassuring. You’d traveled with a few other groups, sure. But none of them were as popular as this one. So although it was entirely new, there were definitely some things you had to adjust to.

“Oh I wanted to ask by the way-“ As San had started to ask, his question was interrupted by a small shriek that came from your side of the call. Followed by a male’s laugh.

You had felt someone poke your sides. You weren’t really ticklish, but it definitely caught you off guard and scared you a little bit. Turning around ready to swing, you were met with Hyunjin laughing. At this point you had suddenly forgot you were on the phone. Before you could say anything, San had brought you back to reality as he spoke.

“You okay?” A laugh had laced his voice. He had known the surface of your situation as you had explained a lot of it.

“Yeah I’m okay it’s just some idiot.” Making sure to put an emphasis on the ‘idiot’ part, specifically so the blonde male that decided to surprise you, could hear. His face fell into a playful pout as you focused your attention back on the phone call.

“Didn’t know your voice could go that high.” At this point, San had to be teasing you. It was a lie if you had claimed you weren’t embarrassed by that. In your eyes, it wasn’t a very flattering thing.

“Anyways, you sound busy so I’ll let you go.” You took a peek at Hyunjin who still had a small pout worn on his face.

“Alright then, bye San. Talk to you later.”

“See ya y/n.” Pressing your finger on the red button, ending the call with a smile. It quickly faltered as you turned to the blonde haired boy who has interrupted your call.

“Now was that necessary?” You let your head fall to the side with an unamused face, crossing your arms. “Was calling me an idiot necessary?” Hyunjin retorted, taking a step closer mocking your movements. Except his eyebrows were raised as if he was very much aware of what he was doing. Shaking your head and rolling your eyes. “Anyways, what do you want?” Your body relaxed as you searched for an answer in his facial expressions.

“I don’t know you seemed lonely so…” Hyunjin swung his body side to side. Almost as if he was trying to act shy, though both of you knew that was definitely not like him. Narrowing your eyes, a few brief moments of silence followed. “Well you must’ve not noticed I was in fact on the phone.” Sarcasm was now leading your voice. You hadn’t known him for very long, but for some reason you felt as if it was the opposite. Almost like you’d known him longer than Lia. Despite your hesitance of interacting with him, as the situation felt rather awkward and unusual, something about him drew you in. And it wasn’t long before those feelings of uneasiness got pushed to the side. You found yourself enjoying the banter you shared.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice. “Hey Hyunjin, why’d you run off so quick?” It was a short haired male, and you couldn’t help but notice that his face was rather representative of a fox. Remembering his name was Jeongin, or I.N, he glanced between you and Hyunjin. It shown on his face that his question was answered.

“Oh, this is my new friend Y/N.” The word “friend” fell out of his mouth, and it caught you off guard as you almost didn’t know what to say. “Friend?” You questioned, making sure your ears weren’t fooling you. “Yeah, I mean.. what you don’t wanna be?” That definitely wasn’t the case, you particularly didn’t mind it would just take some getting used to. “You’re always putting words in my mouth I swear dude.”

“Yeah, you’re just easy to tease that’s all.” He shot a dorky yet mischievous smile as you briefly raised your eyebrows. “Sure.” That’s when you two were interrupted by Jeongin. “You know we should go, I see the buses.” I.N spoke to Hyunjin, “I’ll be right there.” He said before turning back to you, “Well, see you tomorrow then.” He nudged you with his shoulders before lightly jogging back over with Jeongin. Waving bye to him as it was finally time to head back to the hotel. You wasted no time at all, it had seemed like a such a long day and you knew you’d most likely pass out as soon as your head hit the pillow.

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[luciopioid]

main guitarist!ryujin showing her shameless groupie girlfriend that playing the guitar isn’t the only thing her fingers are good at 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

ryujin x f!reader

guitarist ryujin. public sex (kinda) (do not recommend). fingering. dry humping a lil. ryujin is a sweetheart.

note: THX FOR REQUESTING AHHHH. hopefully you enjoy, anon. sorry this took me so long too LMAOOO

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You remember it like it was yesterday. Probably quite literally because it was yesterday.

As you and your friend entered the venue, you remembered how she told you that she knew the drummer and got a couple tickets for free. You ducked away to the bar while she trickled to the front to find a good spot. Walking towards the bar, you bump into someone, their ice cold drink spilling on your chest making you yelp in response. You look up at them, in unexpected shock, “Dude, what the hell?” You sigh, shaking the ice out of your shirt.

“You bumped into me.” The person says, matter of factly. You look at them to get a good look, greeted with deep brown eyes on the most gorgeous woman you’ve probably ever seen. Unfortunately her being hot didn’t take the red stain out of your shirt, but before you could complain any further she already walked away. You huff, grabbing napkins tv from the bar, forgetting the drink you initially had came for.

You walk back to where your friend is standing. Her eyes widen “What happened?” She asks. You roll your eyes, still making fruitless efforts to take the stain away. “Someone fucking spilled their drink on me,” You complain. “I just bought this shirt too.”

Before your friend can respond, she realizes the band trickling on stage and begins to cheer for them. You look up from your shirt, beginning to cheer too before immediately recognizing the guitarist.

“That’s her.” You say, leaning over to your friend.

“Who?” She asks.

“The one who bumped into me!”

“Holy shit. Ryujin?” She asks surprisingly.

You sigh. Of course she knew who she was.

“And she didn’t say sorry?” Your friend asks, rhetorically. “Huh. She’s usually super sweet.”

You just inhale in annoyance, not particularly caring anymore. You remember repeating her name to yourself in your head.

Ryujin.

During the entire set, you couldn’t take your eyes off of her. You were almost certain she caught you staring a few times. You eyed the way she shook her head up and down, her shaggy hair getting in her face and sticking to her with sweat. You eyed the muscles in her biceps and forearms. The way they pulsed when she’d hit a certain chord. Particularly, you couldn’t help but notice her veiny hands. The speed at which her fingers moved every time she played a riff. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t think she was blatantly attractive.

Ryujin.

At the end of the show, the band says their thanks and walks off stage, everyone else in the venue walking out as well. You weren’t sure why you and your friend stuck around until a shorter girl in all black holding drumsticks came up to the two of you.

“Jisu! It’s so good to see you!” Your friend exclaimed as she hugged what you assumed was the drummer friend she told you about. They catch up briefly after your friend introduces you to her. You don’t know how she met her or how she knows the band, but for a very fleeting second you thought about asking if they could introduce you to the guitarist too. Just for fun.

“You guys should come around back! We might get drinks later.” Jisu exclaims. You and your friend nod, following the drummer backstage.

You stand off to the side when your friend sees the band, but in a quick glimpse you see the guitarist in a corner. She’s wiping her guitar down and putting it back in the case. She catches your gaze and you immediately avert your eyes, turning your head.

“Hey.” She says getting up. She points, “It’s you!” She’s standing directly in front of you now, smiling.

“And it’s you who messed up an extremely cute top and walked away.”

“You didn’t hear me.” She says, realization in her voice. You shoot her a puzzled look.

“What are you talking about?”

She smiles and you feel a butterfly or two. Maybe three.

“I told you to hold on! I went to grab a shirt for you but you already walked away.”

You blink. “Oh.”

“Well you still–”

“Ruined an extremely cute top. Yes I know.” She sighs.

You fake a pout. She walks away for a split second and returns with a t-shirt. She holds it out with a smirk.

“It’s not as cute, but…” She trails off.

You hold it up in front of you, “No, this is sick.” You say in awe. The shirt had a drawing on the front of with the band’s name plastered on it.

“You think so?” The guitarist gasps. “I designed it! This was the first time we did tour shirts and I wanted it to be special.” She says, heartfully.

“No, I really like it. Thanks.” You say, genuinely.

The stain will probably come out in the wash anyway.

Having yet to stop smiling, she holds out her hand. “I’m Ryujin by the way.” You nod your head. Contemplating for a split second telling her if you knew that already. You decided to just tell her yours instead.

“Look uh… I think our drummer— Jisu was talking about going out later. Are you coming?” Ryujin asks. You didn’t want to lie, but an evening around your friend’s friends seemed like it would suck the life out of you– even if they did seem cool as hell.

“I see your face so I’m gonna take that as a no.” She giggles. “I planned on staying for the next band while they went out. You’re more than welcome to join me.”

You groan internally, not wanting to turn this gorgeous… beautiful woman down, but not really wanting to stay here either.

“And stand for another hour?” You joke, hoping to let her down easy. Ryujin persists.

“There’s a room upstairs.” She retorts, nonchalantly.

Before you can even refute, she's pulling you gently by the arm, “Come on. It’ll be fun. Their musics so good.” Ryujin pulls you towards your friend and the rest of the band.

You felt like a bit of a groupie, but the band didn’t shoot any knowing looks your direction when she told them she was staying behind with her “new friend” tonight. Your friend, however, smirks at you. You choose to ignore it, but also hoping it means something. Something. Anything.

They make their way out, going opposite of the way you were following Ryujin. Pass the bar, there’s stairs which to your dismay, had no clue about. She leads you to a room that looks down on almost the entire venue, you join her on the couch.

“How long have you been playing the guitar?” You ask. Out of nervousness, but genuine curiosity simultaneously.

She chuckles, probably reading your body language to a T. “Ouu. About ten years now I think.” Ryujin says, looking off to nowhere. You nod in impressment, “Yeah. I first picked it up in middle school!” She recalls.

You don’t know how much small talk you have left in you, but you remind yourself that you just met this girl and cannot throw yourself at her yet. Unfortunately.

“Why you sitting so far away, girl?” She smirks.

You fold your arms. “Don’t know if I trust you with that drink again yet.” You joke and she lets out a genuine laugh. You definitely felt more than a couple butterflies. Maybe in more place than one. She scoots closer to you, keeping a slightly respective distance but still draping her arm over the piece of couch that you're leaning against.

“Anyone ever tell you how gorgeous you are?” Ryujin asks and you roll your eyes involuntarily. She’s lucky she’s hot. You thought.

“You tell that to all the girls you get alone up here?” You retort. She scoots closer to you.

“Just the pretty ones.”

You scoff and she lets out another laugh. “I’m joking!” She says through a chuckle.

“I’ll have you know this is my first time here as well.” Ryujin adds.

Her leg brushes against yours and you felt your face and neck go hot. You can feel her eyes on you, studying your face intently.

“I meant it y’know,” She whispers, her voice coating the shell of your ear. “You’re beautiful.”

The feeling of her breath in your ear made your entire body shiver in reaction, your shameless arousal growing exponentially. You turn to face her, your face inches from hers. “Likewise.” You say, truly meaning it.

There’s a few moments of silence, Ryujin’s face so close to yours, her eyes lidded and visible even in the dim room. You decide to rip off the bandaid.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, voice low and wanting. She smiles, nodding her head as she presses her lips against yours smoothly.

Her lips are soft like you imagined. Plump and sweet with a hint of liquor, her mouth slightly cold from the ice. For a while it’s a tangle of lips together, wet velvety tongues brushing against each other with light gasps from the both of you. Ryujin licks into your mouth confidently, her hand wrapping around your throat as you moan in response.

She pulls back momentarily, her chest heaving and her forehead resting against yours. “Can I tell you something?” She smirks, her breath warm on your lips, just centimeters away. You nod.

“Jisu showed me a pic of you and your friend a couple days ago,” Ryujin whispers, “I thought you were so fine.” She places a light feathery kiss to your lips, one hand still on your throat and the other on your thigh. “Had to have you.”

You wanted nothing more than to sit on her face right now, but alas.

She grips both of your hips and the feeling sends shivers through the rest of your body. She pulls you gently by the hips, signaling for you to sit on her lap as she spreads her legs, all in one swift movement. You sit with your back against her chest, her hand trailing up and down your thigh.

“You okay with this?” Ryujin asks, her hands coming off of you briefly.

“God, yes.”

You have never been more okay with anything ever.

She bunches up your skirt so that your lower half is accessible. She rubs at your inner thigh, entirely too close to your core, making you whine and grind against her mindlessly. Ryujin decides to bring her other hand up to your chest, kneading your tit through your shirt. You moan incessantly as she finally slips her hand into your panties.

You lean, falling limp against her warm chest. Her long middle fingers drag from your entrance to your clit, slugging your wetness as she gasps softly. “So wet.” She murmurs.

You cover your mouth to stifle a moan and she almost immediately reaches up and gently moves your hand away.

“We’re all alone, baby.” She whispers, “I want to hear you.”

With her two slicked middle fingers, she presses gently against your entrance slowly to make sure that you were ready first. Your breath gets caught as she inserts her fingers into you, smooth and slick. You clench around Ryujin’s fingers involuntarily, but that feeling too made you mew out loud.

Her free hand goes to hold your hip in place against her, the contact making you grind against her, giving her the signal to move her fingers. She pushes them in and out of you slowly as she kisses your neck from behind, you tilt your head to give her more access. “You’re such a good girl.” She whispers, low, only for you to hear. You whimper as you rut against her.

You feel her fingers pull apart slightly, stretching you out more. She pumps you deeper now, doing anything to get you to make those sweet noises again. “F-fuck Ryujin…” You whisper. She smiles against your neck as she mindlessly picks up the pace.

“You sound so pretty when you say my name.” She mumbles against your skin, the contact from your ass grinding against her making her breathless too. You probably weren’t going to last long, being extremely on edge given that you’ve been resisting throwing yourself at her all night and because it’s been weeks since you’ve got some. You weren’t entirely sure if you were imagining this or not.

Ryujin fucks her fingers into you a little more firmly now, still keeping her pace. Her fingers curving a little once she reaches the base of her palm. You definitely weren’t going to last long like this. You felt your stomach tighten and your walls clench again. The only sounds apparent to you being the muffled music from outside the room, Ryujin’s light pants and the squelching from her fucking you. It was all too much, but so, so good. She bites down on your neck when she felt your walls squeeze her, “You close, baby?” She breathes. You manage to let out a strained “Mmhm.” Not nearly being able to form a coherent word right now.

She bucks her hips into you as she speeds her fingers up slightly, still curving them into you however. Your head falls back against her shoulder and you could hear her gasps so clearly in your ear. It only turns you on more. With a final pump into your pussy, you’re clenching her fingers with a death grip and whimpering like you were in heat. You squirm under her touch as you moan out entirely too loud. Ryujin’s hand never left your hip, her grip just tightening as she fucked you. You knew there’d probably be a mark there later, but the thought just made you more excited.

You catch your breath as she slowly pulls her fingers out of you. She grabs your hips and moves you up so she can move from under you. She helps fixes your shirt, “Are you okay?” She asks, gently. You nod in response, letting out a breathy yes.

“Can I return the favor?” You ask, moving your hands to her thighs. She catches your hands, holding them.

“No need.” Ryujin says, her eyes never leaving yours. “I uh… came already.” You blink. You’d be lying if you said that too didn’t turn you on.

“It’s been a while.” She said bashfully. You smile involuntarily.

“Shit. Me too.” You both let out a chuckle as the two of you fix yourselves up.

You sit in comfortable silence as the band finishes their set, her arm around you as you lean against her comfortably.

Once the set is over and people begin to pour out, she turns to look at you. “Give me your phone.” She says and you reach over and grab it from the table next to the couch, unlocking it. She goes to your contacts and puts in a number. She hands the phone back to you and you see her number with the name ryu:) attached to it. You save it immediately.

“I have to get going,” She starts, her tone unfortunate. “If you call or text me sometime, though… I’d love to see you again, yeah?” She says, bending down to kiss your cheek softly as she grabs her jacket.

You look up at her, a smile on your face.

“Yeah. I’d like that…”

[urfriendlylocalidiot]

GUESS WHO’S BACK ‼️

In honor of ITZY’s comeback

Reader x ITZY

Returning Home w/ ITZY

Coming home to your love is always the best part

Yeji

She would be so nervous about you coming home after 4 long weeks. What if you didn’t feel the same anymore? What if? Would probably stress-clean the apartment before you arrive. And it would be spotless to say the least. Everything just had to be just right for when you came home.

And just right it was, when you did arrive home, she ran into your arms, just for you to change it to a long-awaited makeout session. Even showing her the flowers you had picked up for her along the way. They were her favorite, proving that you hadn’t fallen in love with her after all. And although you were tired, you were full of adrenaline with being around her again.

Instead of unpacking, you guys decide to just have a long romantic date night. You both get changed and get ready to head out for a night out. Something she really needed, with all the stress of her comeback. You guys decide to get dinner together at your favorite restaurant and catch up on everything that has happened in the past 4 weeks. You end up staying until closing and having to carry Yeji back into your apartment, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lia

You guys definitely missed each other. Like so much. Like handwritten letters every other day since you left. And so when the day finally came that you were coming home, you were honestly both elated! Yes, you had some good times with your new friends, but nothing could truly compare to being with Lia.

When you do get home, she pulls you into a hug and gives you a signed copy of her comeback cd! Needless to say, you guys have a lot to catch up on. Even though you guys wrote each other everyday, there was still so much else to talk about.

You guys end up staying in bed all day, which was honestly just what you needed after a long day of traveling. She told you more about her comeback and you were finally able to see the music videos she had wrote about recording. Obviously you told her some memories you made while away, but they paled in comparison to a whole comeback.

Ryujin

The moment you step foot into your apartment — bags and all, she jumps you.

“I missed you” she murmurs into your neck.

“I can see that” you say, chuckling.

And don’t expect this to change for literal hours. You manage to set down your bags despite having a literal Koala attached to you. It was clear that today was not going to be the day you unpack your bags. Which was honestly fine with you. For the most part of the day you guys just stay cuddled up on the couch, nodding in and out of sleep.

You guys even manage to cook a dinner for you two, it was a simple chicken and rice, but it was still the first meal you guys had together for 4 weeks. It was honestly perfect for you two.

Chaeryoung

Definitely nervous and worried about you coming home. But the excitement easily overpowers that. You’re finally coming home!! After 4 long, stressful weeks without you, you’d finally be home again. And god, you had a lot to catch up on — daily phone calls still weren’t enough to fully express everything.

So when you do arrive home, she jumps into your arms. And she relishes the feeling of finally being with you again. Like she even cries a little out of happiness of you coming home. And she cries even more when she sees the flowers you bought her. She’s just so happy and full of love now that you’re back.

You guys obviously spend the rest of the day together. She even cooks your favorite dinner since you’re actually home now to enjoy it. My god, she’s missed you and neither of you guys can stop smiling from the joy of being together again.

Yuna

AHHHH!! To say she was excited was an understatement, she was literally counting down the days until your arrival back home!! 4 weeks was far too long to spend apart. She would literally wind up at the airport like 3 hours before your arrival time. She was just that excited to see you again!

In order to kill the 3 hours though, she buys you flowers and even makes a poster for you. God knows how she found a poster making shop in the airport, but anything for you. She’s just so happy that you’re finally coming home. She was so restless without you. But thank god, you’re coming home today, so all is going to go back to normal.

When you do land and come out of the gate, Yuna literally runs into your arms. And obviously you pick her up and give her a little spin. When you eventually put her down, you see her holding the poster and flowers and pull her into another hug. Only to pull away to pull out some flowers of your own for her. Needless to say you both missed each other a lot.

[drvirgus]

My Mentor

Idol! Yeji X Trainee! Reader

Description: Hwang Yeji. You’re first love and your Mentor. You confess to her almost immediately feeling the need to tell her. But what if she says that you first need to debut? Will she accept your confession?

Warnings: idk 😂 tell me if I should put one here. I didn’t really see anything 😬

wc: 2.1k

One Shot:

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"With narrowed eyes, I looked at the woman in front of me. A small smile played on her face as she extended her hand towards me. My gaze first went to her hand and then to the face of the older woman. A rosy layer formed on my cheeks as I accepted the long, almost fragile hand of the older woman, allowing her to help me onto my feet.

"This move is a bit tricky. Try moving your hips in the same rhythm as your shoulders," said the older woman with a ponytail as her hands landed on my hips. Almost instantly, my body tensed, and I could feel the flush intensify on my cheeks. Yeji, my mentor, gripped my hips a bit firmer. "Relax," she said close to my ear, her eyes focused on the giant mirror in front of us, making it even more awkward.

"Unnie-" I gasped, which led the older woman to release my hips. "Sunbae," she corrected me sternly, causing me to suppress an immediate eye roll. My face contorted slightly. "Sunbae-" I started again with the corrected version. Yeji nodded her head, probably indicating that she was listening.

"I like you," I blurted out, causing her cat-like eyes to widen. She hesitated, staring at me for a while. She started laughing, visibly amused, shaking her head. Her hand briefly touched her wrist as she rubbed it. "You don't," she began, lifting her hand to interrupt me as she noticed my attempt to speak.

My mouth closed again. "You're confused. We spend several hours together every day," the taller woman said, supporting her hand on her own hip. Her eyes were fixed on me. "You need to get that under control, or you might start thinking you like your fellow members," the older one added with a slight laugh, which seemed to offend me.

My forehead furrowed as I looked at my mentor. "Do you think this is a joke?" I asked, no trace of humor in my voice, causing the older woman to immediately stop laughing. No matter how beautiful her laughter sounded, I needed to make it clear that this was not a joke. I was not confused.

Yeji fell silent and looked at me. Her eyes roamed over my entire face, unsure of how to respond. I approached the taller woman, causing her hand to leave her hip. "That was not a joke. I'm not confused, Yeji," I said with narrowed eyes as I looked at her.

I noticed the older woman starting to swallow. "Sunbae for you," she corrected me, prompting me to roll my eyes. Yeji's jaw tensed. "Stop hiding. Tell me. Do you feel the same?" I asked, causing Yeji's eyes to widen. She hesitated visibly. "You're confused," she simply replied, which honestly annoyed me.

Annoyed by the evasion, I stared at her with narrowed eyes for a while. "How can I prove it to you? I'm not confused," I answered, making Yeji giggle. She took a step back, her back against the wall, which seemed to surprise her.

No wonder. The conversation started in the middle of the dance floor, and now her back was pressed against the wall. But I did nothing. All I did was follow every movement of hers. Every little twitch of her eyes or fingers, every rise and fall of her chest, every nervous smile she gave me.

"Confess when you debut."

My eyes widened, and I hesitated visibly. "But that's still months away," I replied, causing Yeji to nod her head. "If things go bad for me, it could even take years," I added, making Yeji continue nodding. Her head tilted to the side. "What? Can't you do that?" she asked, making me hesitate. My eyes stared straight into hers.

"If you really like me, you can surely wait that long, right?" she asked with a grin on her face. Annoyed, I hissed as my jaw tensed again. I took another step closer to the taller woman. Yeji's eyes widened as she noticed how close we were.

"Will you wait for me, then?" I asked, making Yeji hesitate. A smile appeared on my face as I looked straight into her eyes. "If I confess when I debut, will you give me an answer?" I asked hopefully. Yeji audibly swallowed, her face slightly flushed as she slowly started to nod.

I nodded as well. My eyes stared directly into hers until they moved to her lips. I hesitated visibly but eventually decided to give in to my desire. "Then... at least let me have this," I whispered as I pressed my lips against hers.

It was a tender kiss. My eyes closed for a moment, and with a sigh, I pulled away from the older woman. I immediately distanced myself from the bright red person and smiled a little. However, Yeji stared at me with an open mouth, clearly astonished by what had just happened. I bowed slightly to my mentor, grabbed my sports bag from one of the benches, and left the dance studio.

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With pressed lips, I stared straight at the woman in front of me, demonstrating one of the dance moves. My eyes were glued to her, visibly making her nervous. Unfortunately, we weren't alone this time. Chaeryeong stood beside her, and several other trainees were next to me.

"Remember, don't focus too much on the moves. Your face should always look friendly and happy," Chaeryeong advised as she demonstrated a few times for us. At one point, she looked happy, and at another, she just appeared normal.

Fascinated by this, some trainees applauded, and I did the same. However, my eyes kept returning to Yeji, who seemed to be explaining something to a couple of other trainees. Her face was stern. A small smile formed on my face as I took a deep breath.

I should also concentrate...

"Not like that," I heard the sweet voice of my future girlfriend. Questioningly, I stopped in my movement. There was clearly a layer of sweat on my forehead as I wiped it away with the T-shirt I was wearing. I turned to Yeji, who was looking at me with crossed arms. Chaeryeong furrowed her brow in question. "What was wrong?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

Yeji hesitated a bit. She pointed to her eyes with two fingers. "Your eyes," she began, confusing me even more. My eyebrows raised. "Sunbae," I started, causing the corners of Yeji's mouth to twitch. Contrary to what I expected, however, it twitched downward, not upward. Or had I seen that wrong?

"I don't understand what you mean," I said, prompting a sigh from Yeji. Her back straightened, and her body was clearly tense. Chaeryeong, standing beside her, looked confused between Yeji and me. "Me neither," Chaeryeong replied, causing Yeji to snort. However, I couldn't help but smirk.

"When you dance with those eyes, it looks like you're flirting with the audience," Yeji explained, causing my mouth to slightly open. I had to resist the urge to break into a wide grin. "Try to look less... like that," Yeji continued, pointing at my face with her hand.

I swallowed. "Maybe I need more private lessons?" I asked, placing my hand on my hip. With a small smile on my face, I just looked at the older woman. Yeji gestured with her hands in response, making it even harder for me to suppress my broad grin.

"Chaeryeong will take over this," the older one announced, looking at the woman beside her. "Right?" she asked, prompting Chaeryeong to nod immediately. With a smile on her face, Chaeryeong looked at me. "We'll start today. So don't overexert yourself here, Y/n," Chaeryeong advised, making me nod.

But my eyes observed as Yeji approached other trainees, presumably commenting on their posture.

My grin grew wider as I thought about the words of Itzy's leader.

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"Did you correct your eyes?"

Laughing, I looked away from my phone. My eyes narrowed as I chuckled, "Why do you sound so angry?" I asked, locking my phone and placing it on the floor beside me. Yeji sighed audibly, clearly rolling her eyes.

The older woman sat down right next to me on the floor, her eyes fixed on my hand holding a water bottle. I smirked inquisitively and extended the water bottle toward her. "Do you want some?" I asked, prompting Yeji to immediately look back into my eyes and reply, "No."

Sighing, I simply nodded and opened the water bottle to take a few sips myself. I could feel Yeji practically staring at me. Nervously, I chuckled, but my eyebrows raised when I noticed Yeji taking the water bottle and having a few sips.

Smirking, I leaned my head back against the wall, my eyes focused on the woman next to me. "I can also give you a real kiss," I began, shocking her and causing her to cough frantically. Laughing, I patted her back, attempting to calm her down. "What?" she asked, shocked, staring at me with wide eyes.

My eyes briefly glanced at the open water bottle in her hand and then back into her eyes. "I can give you a real kiss. You don't have to settle for an indirect one," I repeated, now as casually as possible, a smirk on my face. Yeji was truly amusing.

"Forget it," the older one said, rolling her eyes, and I nodded my head. A comfortable silence settled between us. I closed my eyes as the scent of the older woman slowly enveloped me. Her fragrance wafted into my nose, almost numbing all my senses.

"Why do you like me?" she asked.

"Do I need a reason?" I asked as I opened my eyes and looked at the visibly curious woman. "I just do. I can't describe it, sorry," I added with a slight sigh. Yeji nodded her head. Again, silence lingered between us. "I am your mentor," the older woman began the conversation once more.

"For now," I replied with a smirk. "Even if... I don't like you because you're my mentor. I like you because you're Yeji," I added as I watched her play with the water bottle in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on the bottle while I continued to look at her. "Okay," she whispered softly, and I nodded in response.

My phone lit up, and we both looked at it almost simultaneously. Amused by the message, I chuckled. Yunjin and I often flirted with each other over chat. However, Yeji's entire expression changed. "We should start," the older one said as she stood up, carelessly letting my water bottle fall to the floor.

"You? I thought Chaeryeong was coming," I asked, confused as I also got up from the floor. I picked up the water bottle and placed it, along with my phone, next to my sports bag on the bench. "What? Am I not enough?" Yeji asked with narrowed eyes, her jaw visibly tense.

"Less talking and more working!"

Nervously, I swallowed and nodded my head.

Yeji was clearly angry...

But why?

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Nervously, I looked to the older woman. My face completely red as I sprinted the entire way here. We just finished our debut stage. I debuted. After months of training and confessing my love to my mentor... Finally, I became an idol.

My face still red, mouth slightly open, gasping for air. My back straightened, and my mouth closed after a while. Especially because of what I just witnessed.

My chest still rising and falling. Sweat clear on my forehead, a droplet slowly rolling down my temple. My jaw now tense.

Yeji was clearly visible to me. My eyes fixed on her. But unexpectedly, she didn't look at me. No... Her eyes were glued to the man right in front of her. Her mouth curved into a smile, and her hand playfully hit his arm.

She was flirting...

My hands twitched as I just wanted to go over to her and pull her away from the man. She... should belong to me...

She said she would wait for me...

Or did I just misunderstand everything?

Was it clear that she wanted nothing to do with me?

Was I just too blinded?

My hands deep in my pockets, shoulders slumped. I nodded. I nodded again. My eyes now glanced once more at my mentor, but she still hadn't seen me.

Well, that's it then...

My mentor, whom I had admired for years...

My first love, crumbling before my eyes...

The air around me became colder, making me shiver. My head now lowered as my eyes turned to the ground.

I should go...

It was nice loving you, Hwang Yeji...

[alcoholfreenayeon]

CHAERYEONG AS YOUR GF PLEASEEEE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Chaeryoung Girlfriend HCs

A/N: There you go🌚

SFW HCs

Daydreams a lot. You’ll find her lost in her thoughts quite often.

She always this cute smile when she sees you. The way she tries to suppress it but fails is adorable.

You both watch a lot of romcoms together.

She likes to listen to ASMR especially before she sleeps. It caught you off guard because when you came to bed after her and began to hear random sounds and whispers you were sure the room was haunted.

She’s been thinking of writing a song about you but is hesitating because she wants to improve her song writing skills first to make sure she does her best.

Chaeryoung and you love trying out new food and cuisines.

She gets cold quite easily so during winter the two of you are always cuddling up under a blanket. However that has made her dislike winter a little less since it means she gets to cuddle up with you without excuse more often.

You want to watch some horror movies with her but she gets really scared. Chaeryoung said she’d watch it if you tell her the whole plot first.

You both like going on dinner dates often.

Visiting the beach is something you both like to do because both of you find it quite relaxing and a place where you both can be lost in your thoughts.

NSFW HCs

She had been waiting for you to make the first move for so long.

Chaeryoung still can’t believe how things you do to her make her heart beat so fast she’s afraid it’ll burst out of her chest.

When you both have sex it’s generally slow passionate and sensual. Like both of your souls are literally connecting.

She likes to dress up for it a lot and tries out different lingerie and recently been thinking about doing cosplay but isn’t sure if you’d like that.

Chaeryoung leaves lots of nail and scratch marks on you. And you leave lots of hickeys on her.

She likes handcuffs, doesn’t matter whether it’s on her or on you.

She’s a switch but prefers to be a sub most of the time.

It took her the longest time but now she finally doesn’t get too shy halfway through after trying to seduce you.

She has a praise kink and becomes such a mess when you do praise her.

She doesn’t mind things getting heated in public and in fact kinda finds it really hot.

[ryejifics]

Fan service

Type: fluff

Chaeryeong x reader

You were scrolling through TikTok after a long day at work. This was a part of your nightly routine. Sometimes you got some of your girlfriend who just so happened to be in Itzy. Lee Chaeryeong. This time she was interacting with a midzy, at first? You thought it was adorable she was smiling and shaking hands with her. That was until she started getting a little too touchy with Chae. You knew you shouldn't feel jealous since it was just fan service, but the way Chae smiled at her felt different. The fan was even touching her cheek and teasing her! How could you not feel jealous? This was YOUR girlfriend. You knew this came with dating an idol but you couldn't help it.

All day, you pouted over that video. When Chae finally got home from dance practice, she smiled and ran to you. "Hi baby! I missed you all day." She kissed your lips quickly and noticed your sad face. "Baby? What's wrong, my love?" She lifted your face with her hand and looked into your eyes. You didn't want to tell her. You knew it was a stupid reason to be upset with her. You sniffled a bit and quickly looked back down. "Princess, how am I going to fix this if you won't tell me?" She sat down and pulled you into her lap. "How about dinner? Anything you want! Even dessert." You shook your head no. "Chae, was that really fan service." You pouted and looked down more. "What? Baby, did a fan make you jealous? You know that's only ever fan service, and I would never ever see someone else on that way. You're the only one I have room in my heart for, and you're the only one I love." She softly placed a kiss on your forehead. She planted kisses all over your face. Even on your arms, neck, hands, anywhere she could reach. "I only love you." She placed both hands on your cheeks and looked into your eyes. "Only fan service, I promise." "But Chae! Look at how you looked at them and they were so touchy with you." You showed her the video, and she quickly started to reassure you again. "Baby, it's just fan service. From now on, I'll be more careful. No one could ever take your place. How about we get some dinner so I can show you how much I love you?" You quickly nodded, and off you went. The whole time, she held onto you and placed kisses all over your hands and face. She always knew how to make you feel better.

When you got home, she pulled you into bed and laid you on top of her. She put on your favorite movie as she ran her fingers through your hair. "I love you." She kissed your lips gently. "I love you, only you, and it'll only ever be you. I promise." She kissed you once again and left many more throughout the night. Chaeryeong always knew how to make you feel loved. You no longer felt jealous because you knew you had her heart. No one could ever take that. She was yours. "I love you, Chae." You cuddled into her and fell asleep to wake up and do it all again.

[reichanc0re]

☆ Ariana Nata

status: indisponível

idol: ryujin (itzy)

notas: é isso ai, ryujin ariana nata.

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