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seoltzuki · 8 months ago

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Sunshine

sana x fem reader

fluff

Part two!

She’s a teacher and she flirts, you’re the librarian and you blush!

nayeon, mina, momo, tzuyu and chaeyoung are kids in this! jeongyeon is the integration aide, jihyo is the principal, dahyun is the nurse!

"Miss Sunshine! Miss Sunshine! How was your weekend? How are the baby bunnies in your backyard? Are they okay? Are they eating? Are they getting bigger?"

You smile at the excited little voice that bursts into the library. Without even looking up from the books you're shelving, you know it's Nayeon—and that Sana's class must be right behind her.

"Miss Sunshine!!"

The kids started calling you that all thanks to Sana, who can’t seem to stop flirting with you. She always calls you "Sunshine" whenever she sees you, whether it’s in the hallways, the teachers' lounge, or the library. It didn’t take long for the kids to catch on and make it their own, and now her entire class knows you by that name.

Sana’s playful grin from across the room never fails to make you blush, though you try your best to act unfazed. She leans casually against the doorframe, watching you, waiting for your reaction.

"Hey, Sunshine," she calls softly, just loud enough for you to hear but too quiet for anyone else to catch.

You shoot her a quick glance before going back to placing books on the shelves, doing your best to ignore her teasing.

“Miss Sunshineeeee, the bunnies!” Nayeon whines, huffing dramatically as her tiny hands reach up to tug at your shirt.

You can’t help but smile. Leaning down to her level, Nayeon’s face lights up, her two front teeth proudly on display, and her tongue slipping over the gap where she’s lost a canine. It’s a bit of a mess to look at, but she’s so full of joy that it’s endearing.

“They’re doing very well, Nayeon,” you say, grinning at her excitement. “The babies have opened their eyes!”

Nayeon squeals with delight, immediately running over to Momo and wrapping her in a tight hug before tugging at Mina’s arm. Giggling, she excitedly shares the good news about the baby bunnies with her friends.

You chuckle softly, watching the scene unfold. Momo yawns and sighs, her bangs so long they nearly cover her eyes, while Mina listens intently, smiling shyly and nodding as Nayeon chatters away. The contrast between them makes you grin—Momo, always a bit disheveled and sleepy, and Mina, ever so quiet and attentive.

As you shelve the last book, you notice Sana approaching with her signature confidence. She clears her throat, a playful smile on her lips.

“I was thinking,” she starts, leaning casually against the shelf, “how about we grab a quick coffee in the lounge?”

You roll your eyes, smiling despite yourself. “Sana, you have a class to take care of,” you remind her, glancing over at the group of students scattered around the library.

She leans in a little closer, her voice dropping to a soft murmur. “They’ll survive without me for a few minutes. Plus, I could use a little sunshine to brighten my day.”

You bite back a grin, trying not to give her the satisfaction. “You’ve got an entire class of kids depending on you, Sana,” you repeat, your voice light but firm.

She tilts her head, her eyes locking onto yours with a playful gleam. “Yeah, but none of them are as cute as you.”

You try to suppress a smile, knowing she’s pushing all the right buttons. “You’re going to get in trouble, Miss Minatozaki.”

She shrugs, unfazed. “What’s a little trouble when I get to be with you? We’ll keep the library door open, and I promise we’ll be quick. If anything comes up, I’ll be right back.”

This girl…

"Fine."

Sana’s face brightens, and she grabs your hand, pulling you toward the lounge. But just before you exit the library, she pauses and turns back to the group of kids still scattered around.

“Hey, everyone!” she calls out, her voice warm and bright. “I’m just stepping out for a quick coffee. You all behave while I’m gone, okay?”

A few kids look up, and Chaeyoung, with her braces gleaming, raises her hand. “Miss Minatozaki, can we come too?” Her lisp makes the question even more adorable.

She kneels down, her expression softening. “Oh, Chaeyoung, I’d love that! But I need you all to stay here for a few minutes.”

Chaeyoung pouts for a moment but then brightens. “Okay! But we’ll miss you!”

Sana smiles, her eyes shining with affection. “I’ll miss you too! Just make sure to help each other out while I’m gone, alright? If you all do a good job, I’ll have a surprise for you later!”

“What kind of surprise, Miss Minatozaki?” Many little voices all chime in together.

“Ah, that’s a secret! But if I come back and everything’s gone smoothly, I’ll share it with you,” she giggles, standing up and reaching for your hand again.

Their eyes widen in delight. “Okay! We’ll be super good!”

“I know you will! Just keep an eye on each other, alright? I’ll be back before you know it!”

With that, she leads you out of the library and into the hallway. The sounds of the school fade behind you as the two of you make your way to the staff lounge. It’s quiet when you arrive, the room empty, other than the faint sound of the coffee machine humming in the corner.

Sana moves to the counter with a practiced ease, immediately grabbing two cups. “Caramel macchiato for you, right?” she asks, so familiar.

You blink, surprised. “You know my order?”

She gives you a sideways smile, half-shy, half-playful. “You think I haven’t been paying attention?”

“I didn’t think you noticed the small stuff.”

“I notice everything,” she replies, her eyes flicking to yours before lingering just a little too long. There’s something different in her gaze. It’s soft, but with an intensity that makes you shift on your feet.

Sana steps a little closer, the warmth of her body just barely brushing yours. “You know,” she murmurs, her voice lower now, “you’re not as unreadable as you think.”

You blink, caught off guard by the sudden shift. “What do you mean?”

She tilts her head, a teasing smile curling her lips. “I mean, I’ve been watching you. The way you bite your lip when you’re trying to act all composed, the way your eyes flicker when you think I’m pushing a little too far.”

Your pulse quickens, and you can’t quite find the words to respond. Sana notices your hesitation, her grin widening. She takes another step, close enough now that the scent of her perfume—light and sweet—fills the air between you.

“And the way you’re looking at me right now,” she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, “like you’re trying so hard to keep that guard up.”

Your breath catches in your throat as her eyes trace your face, lingering on your lips for a fraction of a second. She leans in, her voice a soft, teasing purr. “You don’t have to pretend around me, you know.”

“I’m not pretending,” you manage to say, though it comes out weaker than you’d intended.

Sana raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Oh really? Then what’s stopping you?”

The fact that you flirt with everyone and I’m probably not that special to you.

You open your mouth to answer, but she’s already leaning closer, her breath ghosting against your skin as she speaks again. “You know, I could make it easier for you. If you’d just… let me.”

The room feels warmer. Her fingers brush against yours as she hands you your coffee, her touch lingering, her gaze never wavering from yours. The way she’s looking at you, like she’s daring you to say or do something, makes your heart race.

“I…” You trail off, unsure of how to respond, your mind racing to catch up with what’s happening.

Sana smirks, clearly enjoying your reaction. “See? You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

You’re about to respond—try to salvage what’s left of your composure—but the words are stuck in your throat. The way she’s looking at you, her proximity, the heat of the moment—it’s all too much. Just when you think you might actually combust from the tension between you, the door to the lounge bursts open.

Jihyo storms in, her face etched with frustration, dragging a pale-looking Tzuyu behind her. “Sana!” Jihyo’s voice is sharp, and it immediately cuts through the air between you two.

Both you and Sana jerk back, the flirty atmosphere shattered in an instant. Sana straightens up, blinking as if she’s just been snapped out of a trance. “Jihyo?” she stammers, clearly caught off guard.

“Where the hell were you?” Jihyo demands, her eyes flashing with anger. “Your class has been unsupervised for who knows how long! Tzuyu was sick, and no one was there to help her.”

Tzuyu, standing beside Jihyo, looks unsteady, her skin pale and clammy. She weakly lifts a hand to wave, her voice quivering. “I threw up…”

Sana’s face pales instantly, guilt flooding her features. She rushes forward, concern replacing the flirtatious edge she had moments ago. “Tzuyu, oh my god, are you okay?” She kneels down to Tzuyu’s level, eyes scanning her worriedly.

Tzuyu nods feebly but doesn’t look well. Jihyo crosses her arms, her expression still stormy. “Sana, you can’t just leave your class unsupervised! What if something worse had happened?”

Sana glances back at you, guilt written all over her face. Her confident, teasing demeanor is completely gone now, replaced by genuine worry. “I’m sorry, Jihyo. I—I didn’t think… I’ll take care of this right away.”

Without another word, she turns back to Tzuyu, gently guiding her towards the door. “Come on, let’s get you to the nurse.”

As they leave, Jihyo gives you a hard stare, her disappointment clear. “You too. This isn’t a playground. Don’t let her drag you into this next time.”

You nod, feeling a knot of guilt tighten in your chest as you watch them walk out, the lounge suddenly feeling a lot colder and emptier than before.

~~~

At the nurse’s office, Sana sits on the edge of the desk, watching as Dahyun checks Tzuyu’s temperature. Tzuyu, looking slightly better but still exhausted, is lying down, her eyes half-closed as she rests.

“Her fever’s gone down,” Dahyun says softly, smoothing the blanket over Tzuyu. “She just needs to sleep it off. Her parents will be there soon.”

Sana lets out a sigh of relief, running a hand through her hair. “Thanks, Dahyun. I should’ve been with her earlier…”

Dahyun looks over at her, a knowing smile tugging at her lips. “Mmm, I heard you were… preoccupied.”

She shifts in her seat, trying to play it cool. “I—uh, yeah, I was just grabbing coffee with—”

Dahyun raises an eyebrow, cutting her off. “With her. Again.” She chuckles, clearly amused by the whole situation. “You really couldn’t wait until after work to flirt, huh?”

Sana feels the heat rush to her cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and defensiveness bubbling up. “It’s not like that! I just wanted to—”

“To what? Casually flirt during work hours like you do every single day?” Dahyun teases, crossing her arms as she leans against the counter. “Come on, Sana. If you really want her, you’re gonna have to step up your game. I mean, you’re smooth and all, but maybe she’s not picking up on it.”

Sana stares at her, confused. “What do you mean? I flirt with her all the time! How much clearer can I be? She has to know by now, right?”

Dahyun shakes her head, laughing softly. “Apparently not. If she knew, she’d probably have made a move by now too, don’t you think? Or maybe she’s just oblivious. Either way, you’re gonna have to do more than your usual teasing.”

Sana frowns, genuinely perplexed. “But I’m always complimenting her, giving her all my attention. How am I supposed to step it up?”

Dahyun giggles again, clearly enjoying this. “Maybe stop trying to make her flustered all the time and just be real with her. Ask her out for real. You know, something that’s not in the middle of a workday with your class waiting on you.”

Sana groans, leaning back in her chair. “But that’s my thing! The flirting, the teasing—it’s how I show I like her.”

Dahyun shrugs. “Yeah, well, maybe she doesn’t get it. You might need to try a different approach, or she’s just going to think you’re playing games forever.”

Sana bites her lip, mulling over Dahyun’s words. Could it really be that simple?

~~~

You sigh, kneeling beside the overturned pot, staring at the dirt and wilted leaves scattered on the floor. "We told Tzuyu to throw up in the plant like we’ve seen in the movies!" Chaeyoung’s lisped explanation echoes in your head, and you still can’t quite believe it. Momo, standing beside her, had nodded solemnly like they’d been performing some sort of public service. Who would’ve thought these kids would take movie scenes so literally?

The plant, unfortunately, looks beyond saving. You sigh again, preparing to toss it out when the soft creak of the library door catches your attention.

“Hey, Sunshine,” Sana’s voice calls gently from behind you.

You turn, finding her leaning in the doorway, her usual playful glint missing from her eyes, replaced by something more caring. There’s a tenderness in the way she approaches you, crossing the room to stand by your side.

“They really told her to throw up in the plant, huh?” she asks, crouching down beside you, her gaze landing on the poor mess.

You nod, letting out a weary chuckle. “Yup. Chaeyoung and Momo were the masterminds behind that one.”

Sana sighs softly, shaking her head in amusement. “Kids.” She reaches out to brush a bit of dirt off the pot, her fingers gentle as she surveys the damage. “Looks like we’re going to need a new plant.”

You give her a small smile. “Yeah, this one’s seen better days. I was just about to throw it out.”

Sana glances at you, her expression soft. “You don’t have to do all this alone, you know. It’s recess. I’ve got time to help clean up.”

You blink, a bit surprised by her offer. “Sana, it’s okay, really. You don’t need to—”

“I want to,” she interrupts. She kneels down next to you, grabbing a rag without hesitation. “Besides, you’ve had a day too. Let me help.”

There’s no teasing in her tone, no flirty banter like usual. Just sincerity. It takes you off guard, making you pause for a second longer than you’d like to admit. You’ve always known Sana as playful, but this side of her feels different—softer, more genuine.

“Well, if you insist,” you finally say. “We can clean up this mess together.”

She smiles, warm and gentle, and for the first time today, the chaos doesn’t feel so overwhelming.

Oh, Sana.

~~~

The staff room is filled with murmurs and the low rustle of papers as everyone takes their seats for the meeting. You sit quietly in the corner, mind still lingering on the events of the day. Sana sits a few chairs away, casually leaning back, though you notice her glancing in your direction now and then. You try not to think too much of it, though the air feels tense, like something big is about to drop.

Jihyo stands at the front, her usual composed self, though there’s an unmistakable tension in her expression. When she finally clears her throat, the room falls silent.

“Thank you all for coming,” she starts, her tone a little heavier than usual. “I wish I had better news, but I’ll get straight to the point. We’re going to be receiving significantly less funding this semester.”

The room goes silent for a beat before the groans start. You feel your stomach drop as whispers grow louder. Jeongyeon, sitting a few rows ahead, is visibly tense, her hands clenching at the edges of the table.

“This is fucking bullshit!” Jeongyeon suddenly shouts, standing up and slamming her hands on the table. “How are we supposed to do our jobs with less money? We barely have enough as it is!”

The room shifts uncomfortably at her outburst, but no one dares to disagree. You feel your heart sinking deeper, anxiety creeping up at the thought of how this will affect the library. Jihyo raises her hands, trying to calm everyone down.

“I know,” Jihyo says, her voice firm but empathetic. “I’m well aware of how difficult this will make things for all of us. But we’re going to have to make cuts. I’m reallocating some of the budget to other departments that are in more immediate need.”

Jeongyeon huffs, dropping back into her seat with a frustrated scowl, but Jihyo continues.

“And unfortunately,” she adds, pausing to look around the room, “the library’s budget is going to be completely cut. The funds will be redistributed to cover the gaps elsewhere.”

You freeze.

Completely cut?

It feels like the room closes in around you as the weight of the news settles in. You try to process the words, but they hit too hard, too fast. All you can think about are the kids—the ones who rely on the library for a quiet space, for books, for learning. The ones who look to you for help and guidance. How are you supposed to do your job with no funding?

You want to say something, to speak up, but the shock has stolen your voice. It’s unfair—not just to you, but to the kids. Your chest tightens, but all you can do is sit there, stunned into silence.

That’s when you hear Sana’s voice cut through the tension. “Wait, hold on a second.”

All eyes turn to her as she stands, her expression serious, but there’s a protectiveness in her tone. “Jihyo, you can’t just cut the library’s funding entirely. That’s going to hurt the students more than anything. They need the library—it’s not just a luxury; it’s essential.”

Jihyo meets her gaze, looking torn but resolute. “I understand that, Sana, but we don’t have the resources. Something has to give.”

Sana shakes her head, stepping forward. “I get that everyone’s under pressure, but cutting the library’s budget completely? That’s not the solution. You’re taking away a vital space for the students. You’ve seen how many kids depend on it every day. How is that fair to them? Or to—” she glances over at you, her eyes softening for a moment “—to the people who work hard to make sure they have that space?”

Your breath catches, realizing she’s speaking up for you, for the library, for the kids. There’s a quiet strength in the way she stands, not backing down.

Jihyo looks conflicted, her hands gripping the edges of the table as she exhales. "We don’t have many options right now, but I hear you, Sana. I’ll see if there’s anything we can do to minimize the cuts. But there will still be sacrifices."

Sana nods, her gaze steady. “I just don’t want the library to disappear because it’s too important. We can’t forget what it means to these kids.”

You glance at Sana, a wave of gratitude swelling in your chest. Even in the middle of the mess, she’s still looking out for you. It’s the first time you’ve felt a little bit of hope since Jihyo dropped the bombshell.

Jihyo gives a tired nod, signaling the end of the conversation for now. “We’ll revisit this later. Thank you, everyone.”

As the room slowly begins to clear, you sit there, still processing. Sana walks over to you, a soft, reassuring smile on her face.

“Don’t worry, Sunshine,” she says gently. “We’ll figure something out. I won’t let them forget how important you are to this school. Or the library.”

~~~

It was another bustling day in the library as Sana’s class visited to pick out new books for the upcoming week. You were cataloging items at your desk, the familiar comfort of your work surrounding you. You spotted Sana in the hallway, animatedly discussing projects with Jeongyeon when a group of five little girls approached you, their eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Miss Sunshine…” they whispered in unison, their tone conspiratorial.

You looked up, curious. “What’s going on?”

Nayeon stepped forward, her expression serious. “I think Miss Sana has butterflies for you.”

You raised your brows, intrigued. “Oh really?”

Chaeyoung nodded vigorously as she added, “Yeah! She has a crush!”

You couldn’t help but smile, leaning in a little closer. “A crush, huh? What makes you say that?”

They all nodded eagerly. Mina leaned in, her voice barely a whisper. “She likes you, Miss Sunshine.”

You leaned forward to catch her words, feeling a warm blush creep onto your cheeks. “She likes me?”

Tzuyu chimed in, “You’re her sunshine. I heard it! She told the nurse!”

You laughed, the warmth in your cheeks growing. “Did she send you all to tell me this?”

Momo yawned, brushing her thick bangs away from her face. “She’s weird. When you walk past our class, she always stops teaching, and it’s not like we’ve been bad. She usually only does that when we’re talking over her!”

You shook your head, amusement dancing in your eyes. “I guess she just can’t help but get distracted by her favorite librarian.”

The girls giggled, their joy contagious.

“What’s so funny?” Sana asked, hands on her hips as she walked closer to the desk.

The girls turned to her, their excitement bubbling over. Nayeon quickly pointed at you. “We were just telling Miss Sunshine that you have butterflies for her!”

Sana raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk appearing on her lips. “Oh really? What gave that away?”

Chaeyoung giggled, “You always stop teaching when she walks by! And your face turns red!”

You felt your cheeks heat as Sana leaned in slightly, her voice low and teasing. “Looks like I can’t hide anything from my favorite little spies,” she said, winking at the girls. “But you all have to keep it a secret! You can’t let my Sunshine know that I like her!”

The girls erupted into giggles, and you couldn’t ignore the flutter in your heart.

They giggled and exchanged glances, clearly thrilled by the little secret they were part of. Nayeon leaned closer to you, “Miss Sunshine, do you like Miss Minatozaki back?”

You felt your heart race and glanced at Sana, who was watching you with a playful smile. “Well, she’s… nice,” you managed to say, your cheeks warming.

Sana feigned surprise, placing a hand on her chest. “Just nice? I was hoping for more than that!”

The girls burst into laughter, their excitement infectious. Tzuyu piped up, “You should tell her you like her, too!”

You laughed, shaking your head. “I don’t think it’s that simple.”

Sana stepped closer, her eyes sparkling with something. “Maybe it is,” she said, her tone so incredibly gentle. “You never know unless you try.”

~~~

A few weeks later, the library was dimly lit as you and Sana unpacked boxes of new books, the excitement from the recent funding shift making you both so happy.

Sana leaned in closer, her shoulder brushing against yours as she reached for a book. “You know, I could really help you focus,” she teased, her voice soft and inviting.

You tried to concentrate, but then she pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, lingering just a moment longer. “You look so pretty when you’re deep in thought,” she murmured, her breath warm against your skin.

Flustered, you replied, “Sana, we shouldn’t—”

Before you could finish, she kissed your neck, sending a rush of warmth through you. “Just a little distraction,” she whispered, nibbling playfully at your ear.

You let out a soft laugh, feeling your resolve melt away. “Okay, maybe just a quick break.”

With a bright smile, she pulled back to meet your gaze. “You really are amazing, you know. So smart and talented. So kind to the kids and everyone around. A literal sunshine,” she said, wrapping her arms around your waist and leaning in to place a sweet peck on your lips, a tender touch that left you breathless.

She stepped back, her eyes sparkling with affection, “And I have to thank those little wingwomen for setting this up. They really know how to play matchmaker, don’t they?”

You smiled, your heart swelling. “They’re so adorable and they probably learned that from you, miss flirt.”

Sana giggled. “Maybe. Now let’s get out of here, beautiful. I want to enjoy the rest of the day with you.”

Hand in hand, you walked out of the school, the cool evening air wrapping around you both.

"Come on, my sunshine!"

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alcoholfreenayeon · 8 months ago

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yow what abt twice mtls? confess first, fall in love, get jealous, fall out of love. great jeongyeon hc btw

Twice most to least likely: Get jealous

A/N: I feel some of these ended up sounding more yandere than jealous🙂‍↕️ but hopefully that’s just me😭hope you guys like it

Sana

She’s a huge flirt, she likes the way she can get people to be infatuated with her plus she likes to play hard to get.

Because of this she’s not used to people seeing her as a second choice so when she sees her partner having a good time with someone else when she’s available or even when she isn’t, it makes her feel strange.

It’s uncharted territory for her and she feels possessive immediately. After all what does the other person possess that Sana doesn’t. Why isn’t her partner yearning for her every moment instead of having a good time without her…

Nayeon

You’ll find Nayeon staring daggers at you with or without a polite smile. It’s really not a fun sight to witness because you just know you are in so much trouble later.

Nayeon feels very possessive of you. She’s someone who needs a lot of reassurance so you being clingy with anyone other than her doesn’t bode well with her.

Though she ends up feeling a bit silly after some time thinking for being so possessive she can’t help it, she wants you for herself and only herself.

Mina

Mina is a big introvert and she likes to stay indoors alot and keep to herself. But she knows she can’t really force you to do the same.

Nevertheless, she secretly wishes you would be that way. She’d prefer if she could have you all to herself. If it’s only you and her, all day everyday,

She feels sometimes she’s not good enough and that might make you drawn to others and hence gets her guard up immediately when she sees you being close with someone she doesn’t know.

Momo

You were happily chatting with your friend while waiting for Momo. You had known her for a long time, you didn’t take much notice of it when while laughing at a joke, she put her hand on your arm.

Soon enough, her instincts began to scream for danger and upon looking around, she spotted Momo a few meters away, glaring at both of you. “Is that your girlfriend?”…..

The journey back home was quiet. You realized how that might have looked out of context and were fearing Momo saw it differently. She was quiet though. “Everything ok baby?”, you ask her.

“Yes. But you need to sleep early and rest well”, she replies. “Huh? Why do I need extra rest?”, you question. “Well the couch isn’t very comfortable to sleep on is it”, she answers, unbothered, as she looks into the rearview mirror and applies her lipstick.

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung and you were surprised to run into your ex at the mall. It was a bit awkward for the three of you but luckily there was no violence.

She hated how you and your ex became awkward because for her that meant you both saw each other and intentionally or unintentionally reflected back on the time you both were together.

She hated when while leaving, you both shared an inside joke which she didn’t know. Chaeyoung knew it’s just how these things go but that didn’t make her blood boil any less.

Tzuyu

Tzuyu is observant, she doesn’t always speak out, never mind her speaking her mind.

So when she was looking at your Instagram and spotted old posts of you and your ex, it just made her quite upset.

But she also knew it was the past yet she also thought you could have deleted it. After all wasn’t the ex was no longer part of your life.

Dahyun

Dahyun was watching you talk with the party’s host. It was normal. The two of you seemed to be getting along well.

She was standing a few feet away, getting something to drink when she suddenly heard the host make a suggestive flirty comment towards you. You didn’t realize it and just laughed along,

Dahyun though, gritted her teeth, it’s annoying that you always are so oblivious to these things. She’s gonna scold you for that later, as for the host…well, it’s a good thing her nails felt sharp right now.

Jihyo

Jihyo knows her worth and she knows you know it too. So she’s never really worried about someone else stealing you away.

But after watching some dramas, she got a bit influenced by them and began to worry that she didn’t like you as much as she thought or wanted because why wouldn’t she ever feel jealous. It was normal for couples to feel jealous at some point right?

And when she asked you to try and flirt with a cashier because she wanted to test something, you definitely felt it was a test. It took a lot of convincing from her and a promise that you wouldn’t get in trouble. Reluctantly you did it but when the cashier actually ended up giving you her number. Jihyo took your hand and dragged you out of the store without even buying anything. You were in big trouble.

Jeongyeon

Jeongyeon never has any real reason to doubt you. She knows you both love each other very much.

Of course, it’s inevitable that at some point either of you would get approached by someone else. It won’t be your or her fault if that happens.

But that’s easier to think when it hasn’t happened. When a fellow idol told Jeongyeon that she was lucky to have you and she should be careful you could get stolen. Though Jeongyeon was polite, her glare she ended up shooting at them later would have scared them silly.

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cry4mina · 1 year ago

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Supernatural

(Dahyun x gn!reader)

Word count: 1k

Fluff!

TW: Kinda suggestive?

A/N: Hello everyone! I’ve decided I’m going to start putting out shorter stories as well! Just a little something to keep putting out content and keep my brain going while I write the longer one shots/series fics I have planned! :) I hope you enjoy! 🖤

As always, DMs and Feedback are always welcome and appreciated! Have a great day/night!

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The skies are clear, stars shining brightly down on you through the light breeze. It’s perfect sweater weather, leaves are browning and threatening to fall on the trees around you. Crickets play their symphonies in the distance to the tune of the calmness around you.

Sitting with the driver's seat leaned all the way back and your legs stretched out, you glance over at your crush who’s in a similar position but with her hands underneath the back of her head. Seat belts off, top down on the convertible that’s parked in a secluded area up on a mountain side.

Dahyun is just…everything. Hair so sleek and perfect, eyes always reflecting purity. A smile that could knock the wind out of anyone who got the chance to be graced by it, and a personality that would make even the blandest person fall in love with her.

The butterflies in your stomach never cease when she’s near. Even without many words shared between you two in the last hour, she had such a way of making you feel so comfortable. You could tell her anything without fear.

“Do you think aliens do the same thing?” Dahyun breaks the silence with a strange question.

“What?” giggling at her random inquiry.

“Well, we are laying here” she looks over at you with those eyes…god, her eyes just make you want to protect her from everything.

“And I’m just thinking…do you think that life forms on another planet do this too? Stare into the sky and think about life…or whatever it is they think about?”

A tight lipped smile on your face slowly creeps into a smile as bright as the moon, chuckling softly and turning on your side to face her.

“What parts of life are you thinking about?” curiosity getting a hold of you.

She halfway crosses her arms, not ready to share her thoughts. She’s always been private about certain things and you never pushed her to speak before she wanted to. Noticing the shift, you change the subject.

“You know, I think they might…what type of tv shows do you think they watch?” playfully lobbed back at her.

Dahyun mirrors your position in her own seat now, making eye contact, causing the stir in your stomach to swell rapidly. Even if she never says it, she’s always so grateful for your patience.

“I’d love to watch an alien sitcom some day!” joyfully expressed with more enthusiasm than you expected.

“Or maybe like one of those competition shows…like Survivor or something? Wouldn’t it be so cool to see what the atmosphere looks like?” eye wide with excitement and wonder.

“How many moons do you think they have?” enjoying her responses too much to let it fall back into comfortable silence while also keeping her mind off whatever it was that made her uneasy.

“Well if they have more than one moon, wouldn’t it be hard to see the stars?…the moon and the stars need each other…” she’s toying with her fingers but keeping her soft eyes on you, watching your movements.

“Kind of like…how I need you…” biting her lip in nervousness, unsure of how you’ll reply to what she’s just said.

Truthfully, you’re completely shocked. You knew your chemistry was immaculate, the friendship you had made was one people only write stories about…you had no idea the emotions you felt for her were reciprocated. Especially with a heavy word, like need.

Without hesitation, you reach your hand over and intertwine your fingers. Even in the chilled air, the gesture radiates warmth. Her grip tightens, almost out of pure disbelief. Her eyes match her body language in that same regard.

“That was corny as hell…but” pulling her hand lightly, faces now mere centimeters apart.

Dahyun’s breath hitches, processing how close you are to each other. Your hand slips underneath her hair and lays on the back of her neck, guiding her through the last bit of space right onto your lips.

Sparks fly from the contact, both of you slowly familiarizing yourself with each other's lips. Fingers interlocking, the soft sound of sweet small pecks that slowly turn into long, more passionate kisses.

You rest your forehead on hers and try to catch your breath, it seems that sentiment is shared between the two of you.

“So, do you want to get dinner sometime?” Sitting up, keeping hold of her hand as you sit more comfortably.

“Like…like a date?” Dahyun is completely overwhelmed with happiness, it’s refracting off her cheeks in a way that was contagious.

“Yes…absolutely a date.” confidently stated.

All she can do is smile at you.

“Sooooo…can I have more of those?” smirking as she asked to be close to you again.

“More of…these?” Laying your lips lovingly across her knuckles.

“Yes, but…uhm, maybe a little higher?” flustered by your lips on her skin, in any regard.

Laying your lips further up her arms, just to get a laugh before leaning over and passionately kissing her. She maneuvers you so your back is against the door, practically climbing into your lap.

The windows could’ve steamed up in the intensity. Dahyun reaches for the hem of the shirt you were wearing and pulls it up a little, dragging her finger up your stomach in the process.

“Wait, wait, wait” you say between your lips meeting over and over again.

“Let’s not rush” cupping her cheeks, both almost breathless as she lets go of your shirt.

Dahyun just nods her head at you, unable to speak but absolutely happy about what was transpiring and the proximity of your faces.

“Let’s start with that date…and see where it all goes.”

“You know, there is a cafe down the street that might still be open…if you wanted a late dinner…” suggested coyly, crawling back to the passenger seat and plopping down in it.

“Someone’s impatient…put your seatbelt on” leaning to kiss the tip of her nose.

You adjust your seat back into a comfortable position for driving, start the car and look over, Dahyun is lost in you. Memorizing every part of you.

“Everything okay?” grabbing her hand again and giving a little squeeze.

“Yes. Very much so. I’ve just…never been able to take you in without it being a secret.” winking at you as she readies her GPS to that cafe.

“Ready for our first date?” Dahyun asks, excited was an understatement.

“And ready for every date after.”

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twicehaneul · 10 days ago

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hearing daze

pairing: choi seungcheol x twice added member' oc

genre: fluff, first meet, slow burn, acquaintances to friends to lovers

warnings: fluff, angst?, mentions of accidents and injuries (kind of), choi seungcheol being a gentleman and husband material

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2019 Seoul Music Awards

The 2019 Seoul Music Awards glittered with its usual chaos — stage lights dancing like lightning bolts, cameras flashing from every angle, and the steady roar of fans echoing beneath the polished dome of Gocheok Sky Dome.

TWICE and SEVENTEEN sat in prime spots, directly beside the stage, their tables brushing shoulders just like the groups often did backstage. Their presence commanded attention — 23 idols, polished, radiant, and composed beneath the storm of excitement.

It was during BTS’s “Fake Love” performance that things shifted.

The stage went dark, cloaked in mystery. A heartbeat pulsed from the speakers — low, heavy, ominous.

Haneul adjusted in her seat. She was already overstimulated — the mix of smoke, bass, and lights gnawed at her focus. She leaned slightly toward Jihyo beside her, whispering something small and distracted.

Jihyo gently squeezed her hand in response.

Next to them, SEVENTEEN stayed focused on the performance. Most of the members were absorbed in the show, but S.Coups noticed how Haneul tensed when the sub-bass hit too hard. He didn’t say anything. Not yet.

Then it happened.

A blast of fireworks exploded directly above the edge of the stage, right in front of their tables. It wasn’t one of the carefully controlled flares — it was too close, a burst of white and gold heat, accompanied by a thunderous crack that felt like it split the air.

Haneul was the nearest to the blast.

Everything else happened in fragments.

She flinched violently, her arms snapping up as instinct overrode reason. Her hearing cracked open — a shrill, sharp keening in her ears swallowed everything.

Jihyo jolted beside her, reaching out instantly.

Nayeon froze mid-clap. Dahyun whispered, “Is she okay?”

Even Mina, usually unreadable, looked startled. Chaeyoung blinked hard, one hand on the edge of the table. Jeongyeon reached out automatically, her jaw tight.

Tzuyu leaned in slightly, eyes alert. Sana dropped the glow stick in her hand and stared, eyes wide.

Over at SEVENTEEN’s table, the reaction rippled fast.

Seungkwan half-rose from his seat. “What the hell—?!”

Joshua blinked, visibly disoriented. Mingyu’s head whipped toward TWICE’s table, mouth parted.

DK’s hand paused mid-air, as if reaching toward the noise. Hoshi and Jun both exchanged glances — quick, sharp. Wonwoo frowned deeply, instinctively scanning for staff. Woozi still stunned, was looking with his brow furrowed.

The8 shifted in his seat, tense. Vernon leaned forward, eyes trained on Haneul. Dino had gone utterly still.

But S.Coups was already moving.

He didn’t stand — he couldn’t, not in front of dozens of cameras — but he slid his chair slightly back and angled his body, blocking the view of the fans, the cameras, even the staff across the stage.

His eyes scanned quickly. Haneul’s hands were over her ears, her face pale, eyes unfocused.

He didn’t call her name.

Instead, he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees like he was simply shifting posture. Casual to everyone else. But when he looked up — his voice was steady and low, just for her.

“Haneul.”

She didn’t hear.

The ringing in her ears was too loud. Muffled. Distant. Her hands trembled, her head bowed slightly as if trying to ground herself. The noise had collapsed into a piercing pressure — like everything was just... gone.

Seungcheol’s chest tightened.

He glanced to Jihyo, who met his gaze and subtly nodded. She was scared too.

He moved just enough to reach forward — his hand hovering over hers. He whispered again:

“You’re safe. Look at me.”

Slowly, her eyes lifted. Blurry, hesitant. And when they met his — the world came back in pieces.

The cameras still rolled. The crowd still screamed. But to her, none of it existed.

Only him.

“You’re okay now,” he said softly, carefully. “It’s over. I promise.”

She nodded faintly, breath shaky. But her hands still shook.

“You’re okay,” he repeated, grounding her. “You’re okay.”

Back at the tables, the members watched silently — a quiet wall of understanding.

Jihyo rubbed Haneul’s back gently. Momo angled her body forward to block the view. Jeongyeon subtly placed a water bottle on the table within reach.

Chaeyoung leaned just enough to provide cover. Sana, who’d been stunned speechless, quietly handed Haneul a small towel from the table. Nayeon kept her arm lightly draped behind her chair. Tzuyu shifted in her seat, body angled defensively. Dahyun whispered something calming, mostly for herself.

Not a single person on stage saw the chaos in the shadows.

By the time the performance ended, Haneul was sitting upright again. Her expression was blank. Distant.

Seungcheol hadn’t moved back to his table yet. But he met her eyes once more before slipping away.

Their hands had never touched more than a moment — but the silence between them said everything.

Backstage — TWICE Waiting Room

The award show ended with confetti, standing ovations, and camera flashes that didn’t catch the truth.

Backstage was chaos, but in that tight little waiting room reserved for TWICE, things were quiet.

Too quiet.

Haneul sat on the small couch by the makeup table, shoulders wrapped in a thick black coat Mina had immediately thrown over her. Her ears were still ringing faintly. It wasn't pain now, just... pressure. Like sound was moving through fog.

The other members hovered — not obviously, not dramatically. But she felt them all around her.

Jihyo sat closest, one hand gently resting on Haneul’s back.

Nayeon stood near the mirror, arms crossed and brow furrowed.

Dahyun and Chaeyoung kept peeking over from the corner, whispering.

Mina and Tzuyu, silent as ever, watched with eyes like still water — protective, alert.

Sana, Jeongyeon, and Momo sat a few steps away but didn’t touch their phones.

They were all there.

“Unnie, are you okay?” Dahyun finally whispered.

Haneul nodded slowly. “Yeah… just a little disoriented.”

“You didn’t hear anything for like, full 5 minutes.” Nayeon’s voice was unusually soft.

“I heard it… I think. Too much of it.”

There was a pause. Then Mina’s voice: “It was too close. It shouldn’t have happened that way.”

Before anyone could respond, a knock came at the door.

Everyone turned.

A staff member stepped in. “Sorry — SEVENTEEN’s leader just needs to—uh…”

Then he walked in.

Seungcheol.

Black slacks, dark dress shirt still tucked, sleeves slightly rolled, hair tousled like he had run a marathon. He wore no mask now — they were offstage — but his face was unreadable.

The room froze.

Sana blinked. Momo's jaw dropped just slightly. Jeongyeon raised an eyebrow like she already knew.

Jihyo was the first to recover. “Hey...”

“Hey,” he said, eyes already on her — on Haneul.

No cameras now. No fans. No stylists. Just members and a silence heavy with unsaid things.

“Can I…?” he asked, nodding toward the seat beside her.

Jihyo looked at Haneul.

Haneul gave the tiniest nod.

Seungcheol walked over and sat beside her, careful and quiet. His voice dropped.

“You okay?”

She didn’t speak immediately — just looked at him. And in that second, her shoulders finally relaxed.

“A little dazed,” she whispered. “Still buzzing.”

“I’m sorry. I should’ve—”

“You were already there,” she cut in softly. “That’s more than enough.”

“Besides, you had not fault in this”

For a moment, it was quiet again. Not awkward — just full.

“I’ll go back to my members,” he finally said, standing. “I just needed to see for myself.”

Then:

As soon as the door closed behind him, Jeongyeon clapped once and declared, “That man’s in love.”

“So…,” Nayeon said, voice lilting with amusement. “The leader of SEVENTEEN shows up in our waiting room, directly after the fireworks nearly take Haneul’s hearing, huh?”

“Oh boy,” Sana murmured under her breath.

“He came so fast,” Dahyun whispered to Chaeyoung.

Jihyo tried (and failed) to suppress a smile. “Should we leave them alone next time?”

“I’m pretty sure he sprinted the second the cameras cut,” Jeongyeon added, arms crossed and smirking.

Haneul just sighed and buried her face in her hands. “Please don’t start.”

Tzuyu, of all people, chimed in quietly: “You’re blushing.”

“I am not.”

“Can’t deny facts,” Momo added, deadpan.

The room burst into chaotic laughter.

Seungcheol’s POV — SEVENTEEN Waiting Room

The door clicked shut behind him.

The hallway noise faded, but his heartbeat didn’t.

Haneul had looked okay. Pale, shaken, but okay. That was all that mattered.

But the image of her flinching — the way her shoulders curled in, how her hands had snapped up like a reflex — it stuck with him.

He barely made it three steps into the SEVENTEEN waiting room before chaos began.

“So?” Seungkwan asked, eyes wide. “Did you at least hold her hand?”

“What?!” Seungcheol spun. “No!”

“Then what did you do?” Hoshi leaned in. “Brush her hair back? Whisper something cool?”

DK clutched his chest. “Don’t tell me you said, ‘You’re safe now’ in That Voice.”

“Guys—” Seungcheol started.

“You ran like a lead in a drama,” said Jeonghan. “Staff jumped.”

“I was just checking on her.”

Seungkwan mimicked him in a dreamy tone: “‘Just checking on her.’”

“You looked like a knight,” said Dino. “Or a K-drama bodyguard.”

“Pretty bold of you to barge in,” Joshua added. “What if someone saw?”

“I knocked.”

“Still bold,” murmured Vernon. “Romance-coded.”

Jun nodded. “You’ve definitely got a crush.”

“I—what? No.”

Twelve pairs of eyes stared.

“You’re serious right now?” said Seungkwan.

“Hyung,” DK said gently. “You care about all of us. But the way you look at her? That’s not just ‘checking in.’”

“It’s different,” added Mingyu. “Like... protective. Soft.”

Seungcheol stayed quiet.

Jeonghan tilted his head. “So you’d be fine if she dated someone else?”

A pause. Too long of one.

“I didn’t say that,” he muttered.

Chaos exploded.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” DK screamed.

Mingyu threw a towel like a bouquet.

“The truth is out,” Vernon deadpanned.

Even Woozi muttered, “Pathetic,” with fondness.

Seungcheol sank onto the armrest.

“I just don’t know if she feels the same.”

Silence.

Joshua smiled gently. “Sounds like you already made your choice.”

“But,” Mingyu added, nudging him, “if you ever change your mind… we’ll help you plan the proposal.”

Seungcheol threw a bottle cap at him.

They laughed. Loudly.

But even with the noise, his mind was quiet — spinning with one image.

The way she looked at him.

Like she was safe.

And somehow, that scared him even more.

media reaction

🐦 Twitter/X Comments

@once_luv_haneul “you can literally SEE her flinch the second that firework goes off. she was way too close. what were the organizers thinking?? #ProtectHaneul #SMA2019”

@caratfiles17 “S.Coups didn’t even hesitate… he immediately turned his whole body like he was shielding her. That’s leader behavior right there. 😭🫶 #SCOUPS”

@twicetopia “TWICE unnie line instantly moved toward her like a wall. Nayeon and Jihyo looked READY to fight that firework 😭 queens. #TWICE #SMA2019”

@mingyuvisuals “You guys saw Mingyu whip his head toward their table too?? The boys were genuinely concerned. That blast was TOO close.”

@haneulverse “Watching her press her hands to her ears broke my heart. You could tell she was overstimulated even before the blast… poor baby 🥺”

💬 Pann/TheQoo Comments (translated from Korean)

“That didn’t look like a planned effect at all. Why did it explode that close to the artists? So dangerous.”

“Haneul’s reaction looked real, not staged. Her hands flew up immediately, and she didn’t even try to smile through it.”

“They need to stop using excessive pyrotechnics. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened.”

“S.Coups’ reaction was subtle but you can tell he was laser-focused on her. Respect.”

💻 Reddit (r/kpop, r/twice, r/seventeen)

u/k-idolstan “As someone with sensory issues, I genuinely felt for Haneul in that moment. That kind of blast can be triggering — she handled it with so much grace.”

u/svtandtwice “It’s wild how in sync these groups are. The way TWICE shielded her and SEVENTEEN stayed alert… that’s real friendship behind the scenes.”

u/bbyotter97 “What gets me is how quick Jihyo grabbed her hand. That leader protectiveness was on full display 😭”

u/leaderscoups “Let’s talk about the way Seungcheol moved to block the view from cameras. He didn’t panic, didn’t make it a scene, just protected. That’s a man right there.”

▶️ YouTube Comments under fancams

🌟 “At 0:11 you can see Haneul’s face go from excited to completely blank… she’s clearly shaken. I hope she’s okay 😢”

🌸 “Major respect to the other TWICE girls. Mina and Jihyo made sure she wasn’t visible to cameras while she calmed down. That’s sisterhood.”

🔥 “Imagine performing in that environment every year and still having to pretend like nothing happened. Idols deserve better safety.”

🫶 “Seungcheol didn’t even look around. His eyes were on her instantly. You can’t fake that level of care.”

🎤 “Why is no one talking about the staff?? This needs to be addressed — what if she had hearing damage or a panic attack?”

im back!!! sorry for the delay, i was giving my university examss! but now im free

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nanawritesit · 2 years ago

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Twice Headcanons: How They Act When They’re Jealous!

Nayeon:

on the outside, she’s completely calm. she gives off such calculated control, you’d never even know she was jealous

however on the inside, she’s having a complete downward spiral

her jealousy just validates the insecurities she already has; that she’s not pretty enough, not smart enough, not cool enough… not good enough for you.

she’ll start overanalyzing everything about her personality until she’s drowning in her own self criticism

all of this introspection makes her grow distant, which is your ONLY sign that something is wrong

the only thing that will snap her out of this is if you sit her down to her and explain in vivid detail how much you love everything about her, and how no one could ever replace her 💞

Jeongyeon:

scarily quiet

doesn’t like feeling threatened, so she gets insecure whenever someone seems to be making you happier than her

will start digging for dirt on whoever seems to be interested in you, doing a full background check

“hey Y/N, did you know they flunked out of college? no? oh, i just heard that through the grape vine.”

gives you a cold glare every time you mention their name

will protectively place a hand on your lower back the whole time you’re out with them

it’s not that she doesn’t trust you, it’s them she doesn’t trust.

if she gets pushed hard enough, she won’t hesitate to call them out on it in front of everyone

“why don’t you find your own girlfriend/boyfriend/ partner instead of chasing after mine? it’s honestly really pathetic.”

Momo:

the opposite of jeongyeon, she’s loud and fiery about her jealousy

not afraid to make a scene whatsoever

it’s kind of hot honestly

won’t hesitate to publicly humiliate someone for coming onto you

“Oh, you thought they were interested in you? That’s cute. Why would they want you when they already have me?”

would get violent if anyone put their hands on you

“get your filthy hands off of them before i break every bone in them.”

will kiss you in public if it makes people stop staring at you, and will smirk at them from across the room afterwards to rub it in their face that she’s the one who gets to kiss you

you would never even think of trying to make her jealous, she would be far too terrifying 😭

Sana:

her? jealous? no, never. jealousy is barbaric and petty, something totally beneath her!

at least… that’s what she tells you

if it’s just some average person, she wouldn’t care and just brush it off

but if it’s someone she perceives as more successful than her, she’ll start getting insecure

she doesn’t like competition, so if someone manages to shake her, she turns a little sour 😙

very passive aggressive

“why don’t you go hang out with them, since you two are so close?”

however, she’s adorable when she’s jealous, and has the cutest little pout… you can’t stop yourself from grabbing her face and kissing her, which 9 times out of 10 makes her feel better

Jihyo:

she doesn’t get jealous very often, she trusts you a lot and knows you wouldn’t run off with someone else just because they showed interest in you

she doesn’t see other people in your life as competition, she’s secure in the fact that she’s the one you chose as your partner

she would pretty much only get upset if she felt that you were blatantly disrespecting your relationship by shamelessly flirting with others

she doesn’t like to be controlling, but there are times when she’ll tell you not to associate with certain people anymore because of how they don’t honor your relationship. it’s not an ultimatum, more of a test to see how much you really care about her

but that’s only in the worst case scenario. most of the time she’s very open about her feelings. she’s not afraid to be vulnerable with you :)

Dahyun:

she doesn’t get jealous too often, but when she does, it can be intense

she doesn’t like coming off as insecure so she tends to keep it to herself

if it starts getting to her, she might start mirroring your actions

you start hanging out with your friends more than her? she can do that too. you have friends of your preferred romantic gender? she has some of those too

it will either go two ways: one, you’ll feel hurt and realize how you’ve been making her feel, and then the behavior will stop on both ends

or two, you’re perfectly fine with what she’s doing, and she realizes her jealousy was silly and lets it go

after this, she would FINALLY feel secure enough to have a talk with you about spending more time together 😑

Mina:

turns into a completely different person

she’s highly competitive, and will immediately double down and turn their little game into a death match

if you don’t seem interested in the other person, she’ll go to extreme lengths to secure your love by making extravagant public displays of affection

that person needs to know that she loves you more than they ever could

however, if you decided to play with her heart and act interested in this person? you’ll surely regret it

she has a ph.d in revenge, and will make you 10x more jealous than you made her 💋

she hates feeling replaced or forgotten, so if you start making her feel that way, she’ll immediately try and flip it back on you before it sinks in.

Chaeyoung:

she’s highly possessive in her relationships. you belong to her, and she belongs to you. that’s the agreement you both made when you made things exclusive

and she’s not likely to stay with someone who doesn’t honor that commitment, so if you think she’ll tolerate you flirting around and playing the field, she won’t 😬

however if you’re not actively trying to make her jealous, she’s way more calm in how she handles things

she won’t lash out on you, but rather explain to you that it bothers her how this person looks at you/ talks to you. that way, if you continue to let it happen, she can’t say she didn’t set clear boundaries with you 😗

Tzuyu:

probably the least jealous member tbh

has a mindset of “if they want to, they will.”

i.e, if you want to cheat on her, you will. then she’ll leave you and move on with her life 💁🏼‍♀️

but obviously you don’t want to, because HELLO you’re dating chou tzuyu???

for real though, she’s super confident in herself, so she doesn’t get threatened easily

if you ever did manage to make her jealous, she’d probably just tell you straight out

and you’d apologize profusely because you’re WHIPPED for this woman as you should be

#girl group imagines #girl group fanfic #girl group scenarios #girl group x reader #twice scenarios #twice fanfic #twice reactions #twice headcanons #twice imagines #nayeon imagines #jeongyeon x reader #momo scenarios #sana x reader #jihyo x reader #dahyun x reader #mina imagines #chaeyoung x reader #tzuyu x reader #twice x reader

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panda-writes-kpop · 10 months ago

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Dahyun Fluff Alphabet (Requested!)

a/n: 9/9 done... excited to have all of these out to the world 🥹 and I can't wait to start working on other projects! Hope you enjoy this, my dears 🫶

tw: none!

♡ Masterlist ♡

Affection (How do they show their affection? What love language(s) do they use?)

Dahyun shows her love for you through acts of service and quality time. She likes to go out of her way to make your life easier, especially if you’re having a rough day, and she loves to actively spend time with you on her days off.

Beauty (What do they admire about their S/O? What makes their S/O beautiful?)

Dahyun admires your reliability, and your respectful nature. You’re someone she can always trust, and you’re kind and respectful towards her family, friends, and strangers, even if they aren’t the same way back. She also loves how attentive you are towards her.

Comfort (How would they help their S/O if they were having a rough day?)

Dahyun uses her wit and humor to help alleviate the mental/physical pain that comes with having a rough day. When your sides hurt from laughter, anything that was bothering you will drift into the background. Her mentality is that problems are easier to solve when you approach them with a better attitude.

Dreams (How do they picture their future with their S/O?)

Dahyun pictures a romantic, warm, and secure future with you. She wants a private life, away from prying eyes, where you can truly be yourself.

Equal (Do they tend to be more dominant or passive in the relationship?)

Dahyun tends to be more passive when it comes to the relationship. She would prefer to go to the restaurants and places that you like so she can learn about you. You surprise her when you take her to a place she likes because she wasn’t the only one being observant toward their partner.

Fight (Would they easily forgive their S/O after a fight? How would a typical fight go?)

When the two of you get into an argument or a minor disagreement, it’s important to Dahyun that the two of you hear each other out and listen to both sides of an argument. The truth has to lie somewhere in-between your different perspectives, and she’s determined to find a solution that will appease the both of you.

Gratitude (How grateful are they for everything that their S/O does for them?)

Dahyun is grateful for you, even if she doesn’t always verbally express that emotion. She will show her gratitude through small acts, like bringing you a drink from your favorite cafe or leaving a small sticky note expressing her adoration for you.

Honesty (Do they tend to keep secrets from their S/O, or do they share everything?)

Truthfulness is an important ideal to Dahyun, and she values it above most other aspects in her relationship. She is very truthful towards you, even if she seems more reserved, and she expects the same of you.

Inspiration (How is their S/O inspired by them?)

You are inspired by Dahyun’s wit and charms, especially when she can come up with comments or reactions on a moment’s notice. She never seems unprepared or caught off-guard by anything, and if she is, she knows how to hide it well.

Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

Dahyun is hard to read at times, so you can’t really tell if she’s jealous. She trusts you with all of her heart, so she doesn’t feel jealous when someone approaches you and you reject them. If they do happen to make her jealous, she’ll approach you with a warm smile and start chatting with you, which gives the other person the hint that you’re taken.

Kiss (How often do they kiss you? Where do they like to kiss you?)

Dahyun doesn’t kiss you too often, but when she does, she kisses your cheek or lips.

Lazy Day (How do they like to spend days off with their S/O?)

Dahyun likes to take you on walks in nature on your days off, so the two of you can relax and have some time to yourselves. Sometimes, you both will just walk and stew in deep silence, or the two of you will talk about hundreds of topics and spend the day enjoying each other’s company.

Marriage (Do they want to get married? How often do they think about marrying their S/O?)

Dahyun does often think about getting married to you, but she doesn’t bring it up until you do. She doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable and be too forward too soon, but she does find herself dreaming of a domestic future with you. When the two of you finally have that conversation, she finds herself occasionally teasing you about the topic if it’s something that makes you shy.

Nicknames (What do they call their S/O?)

Babe, baby, honey

Dahyun likes modern nicknames, especially if they make you flustered.

On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they are in love? Is it extremely obvious to others?)

Dahyun doesn’t act much differently when she is in love, so it’s hard for people who aren’t close to her to tell. To those close to her, it’s obvious that she’s in love with you because she always brings you up in conversation, even if you’re not a relevant topic at the moment.

PDA (Are they very upfront with their relationship, or do they prefer to keep things quiet?)

Dahyun is a more private person, so she doesn’t tend to show a lot of physical affection to you when you’re in public. However, if you kiss her cheek, give her a small side hug, or indulge in a little bit of PDA, she’ll happily respond and do the same back to you.

Quirk (Some random personality trait that makes them an excellent partner.)

Dahyun gets a lot of energy from being around her loved ones, so she’s always pumped to spend time with you, no matter what you’re doing with each other.

Romance (Are they a born romantic ready to woo their S/O at any moment, or do they struggle to spark romantic moments with their S/O?)

Dahyun isn’t a huge born romantic, but she does like to spark romantic moments with you. It isn’t something that she plans, it just happens in the moment. She’ll say something sweet that will have you swooning when it just happens to fall off of her tongue.

Support (How do they help support their S/O to reach their goals?)

Dahyun shows you support by using her strengths to help boost you. She’s organized and a bit of a perfectionist, and she will help you organize and practice as many times as you need to until you get things right.

Thrill (Do they like trying out new things to spice up their relationship, or do they prefer to stick to a routine?)

Dahyun prefers a mixture of spontaneity and planning when it comes to her relationship. When you make plans, she likes to have a rough outline of what you’re doing together, but she’s fine with tweaking the plans by the moment if you decide that you want to do something different together.

Understanding (How well do they know their partner?)

Dahyun has a strong understanding of the different aspects that make up you as a person. She understands you past what someone could learn in a simple interaction - she feels as if her soul is forever intertwined with yours.

Value (How important is the relationship to the person versus other relationships and things in their life?)

Dahyun values your relationship as she values her familial and strongest platonic relationships. Someday, you’ll be a part of her close family, and she wants you to know that you’re a valuable part of her life.

Wild Card (A random fluffy headcanon that you have about the relationship?)

Her fear of heights can cause some difficulties in date planning - you don’t want her to feel uncomfortable or scared with you; however, teasing her about this will cause her to investigate, find out, and then tease you about your greatest fears.

XOXO (Do they like to kiss, hug, and cuddle you? How often do they do so?)

Dahyun does enjoy giving you physical affection, but she often waits for you to initiate the affection first. She wants you to express affection comfortably, and she doesn’t want to do too much too quickly. Once she gets used to your boundaries, however, she will surprise you more often and give you random kisses and hugs throughout the day.

Yearning (How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?)

Dahyun knows that you may be missing her or the familiarity of home while you’re away, as she would in the same circumstance, so she’ll send you reminders that she’s thinking of you or checking up on your house/apartment while you’re away. She’s fine with finding activities to distract her mind - she knows that you’ll be back sooner if she can make the time go faster.

Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

If you are as deeply in love with her as she is with you, then Dahyun is willing to go to great lengths for your relationship. She adores everything you have built together, and she doesn’t want to throw it away over some minor inconvenience. She’ll fight for your relationship, and she hopes that you will do the same as well.

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multiphandomunnies · 1 year ago

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Twice reactions

crush confessing

bf is an actor

bf is a cop

bf is a tattoo artist

*T* bf used to self harm

bf is a doctor

bf is a wizard

s.o is a scientist

bf is a bartender

bf is a nerd

bf surprises them with dinner

bf plays for the european clubs

how twice would kiss

bf is a horror author

their tough bf is crying

bf exercising

s.o has a dream about losing them

s.o works late

bf feels insecure

coming how to their gf asleep in her books

s.o makes something special

how would twice wake you up

showering with you *J line *

how twice would comfort you

bf in public

bf watches anime

haunted house au

receiving a gift from their crush

high school au

youtuber au

sana’s bday

haunted house au part 2

angel/demon au

s.o drinks a lot of coffee

spending the day with s.o

seeing you reading a smut fic of them (*M*)

s.o has autism

s.o throwing them over their shoulder

s.o has a tattoo of their name

s.o sees them in a bathing suit

bf visits them at a fansign

gf wants a lot of kids

being embarrassed

gf has really bad period cramps

gf being cheesy in front of the members

haunted house au part 3

twice sleepover

idol gf faints

gf has a scar

seeing their gf naked

s.o is a leo

s.o fainting after a roller coaster ride

s.o is a sagittarius

s.o punches a stranger

another member likes gf

s.o being smaller

falling for a foreigner

s.o send inappropriate photo

you using a strap on(*M*)

s.o playing an instrument

partner moves in

gf has low self esteem

finds out crush is trans

twice as little sisters

gf is a terrible dancer

have wet dream about their s.o

not wearing panties (*M*)

finding out gf is related to got7

little sister is debuting as an idol

gf compliments another member a lot

s.o says i love you for the first time

s.o is in cosplay

watching a horror film with s.o

haunted house au part 4

s.o has abs

gf cuts her hair short

hurting their s.o and regretting it

seeing their s.o working extremely hard

as types of yandere

s.o is the leader of a secret organization

gf is an idol producer

they think their bf is cheating on them

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hemomartin · 5 months ago

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Sweet tease

Pairing: Momo/Dahyun

Summary: When Momo posts a photo on Instagram without giving Dahyun credit for taking it, Dahyun pretends to be upset, leading to a series of playful interactions. As they joke around, their teasing turns into something more intimate, with Momo giving Dahyun kisses and touches that leave her breathless.

Category: Fluff, attempt of smut

It was a typical afternoon in the Twice dorm, the sun filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the living room. Momo was sprawled on the couch, her phone in hand, scrolling through Instagram while munching on some snacks. Dahyun, the resident mood-maker, was in the kitchen, attempting to whip up something edible. The aroma of something sweet wafted through the air, mingling with the faint sound of a K-drama playing in the background.

“Hey, Dahyun! Come here for a sec!” Momo called out, not even bothering to look up from her phone.

Dahyun peeked her head around the corner, a smudge of flour dusting her cheek. “What’s up?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Check this out!” Momo turned her phone around, revealing a photo she had just posted. It was a stunning shot of her, the sunlight catching her features perfectly, making her look ethereal.

As soon as Dahyun saw the post, her face scrunched up in a cute pout. "Momo, why didn't you mention that I took the photo?" she asked, trying to sound angry but failing miserably. Momo just chuckled and teased her, saying she had forgotten, and now it was too late to fix it. Dahyun huffed and puffed, but Momo could see the amusement in her eyes.

The two girls had always had a playful friendship, and Momo loved pushing Dahyun's buttons. She knew exactly how to get a rise out of her, and she took great pleasure in doing so. "You always mention me when you post photos taken by me?" Momo asked, raising an eyebrow. Dahyun nodded vigorously, but Momo just laughed.

Dahyun’s eyes narrowed playfully. “Yes! I do!” she insisted, but they both knew that was a total lie. Momo burst out laughing, the sound bright and infectious.

Momo burst into laughter, shaking her head. “You’re such a baby, Dahyun! You’re just mad because I didn’t give you credit.”

Dahyun looked up at Momo, her eyes sparkling with mock anger, but Momo could see the hint of a smile playing on her lips. She knew Dahyun loved this kind of interaction, and she was happy to oblige. "Come here," Momo said, patting her lap. Dahyun hesitated for a moment before walking over and plopping down on Momo's lap. Momo wrapped her arms around her, pulling her close, and started to give her little kisses on the cheek. “You’re too cute when you’re mad,” she said, her voice playful yet soft. Dahyun squirmed again, trying to act annoyed, but the warmth spreading through her cheeks was undeniable.

Then, Momo’s kisses trailed down to Dahyun’s neck, and Dahyun froze, caught off guard by the sudden rush of sensations. Momo’s lips were soft and warm against her skin, sending goosebumps racing across her body. Dahyun bit her lip, trying to suppress the involuntary sounds bubbling up inside her.

“Momo, stop it!” she said, though her voice lacked any real conviction.

“Why would I stop? You’re just too cute,” Momo replied, her lips moving to Dahyun’s neck, planting gentle kisses that sent shivers down Dahyun’s spine. She froze, her breath hitching slightly. Momo had teased her like this before, but today felt different. Each kiss ignited a fire within her that she hadn’t expected.

Dahyun squirmed a little, trying to pretend she didn't like it, but Momo could feel her relaxing into the touch. She had always loved teasing Dahyun with kisses, just to see her funny reaction. But lately, Dahyun had been responding differently, and Momo had started to notice. She seemed to be enjoying the kisses a little too much, and Momo found herself wondering if maybe there was something more to their friendship.

As she continued to pepper kisses along Dahyun's neck, she felt a shiver run down her own spine. Dahyun was responding more and more, her body language screaming that she was turned on. Momo's hand started to caress Dahyun's waist, and she felt Dahyun push herself closer, her hips grinding against Momo's leg. Momo's heart skipped a beat as she realized that Dahyun was actually enjoying this, and she couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement.

Momo’s kisses continued, each one sending goosebumps racing across Dahyun’s skin. She was losing her resolve, and before she knew it, a soft moan escaped her lips.

"Dahyun..." Momo whispered, her voice low and husky. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked, her lips brushing against Dahyun's ear. There was a pause, and for a moment, Momo thought she had misread the situation. But then, in a barely audible whisper, Dahyun said, "No... keep going... please."

Momo's heart soared as she turned Dahyun around, their faces inches apart. They looked into each other's eyes, the tension between them palpable. Slowly, they leaned in, their lips touching in a soft, delicate kiss. It was like they were afraid of breaking the spell, but as they deepened the kiss, Momo felt Dahyun's passion ignite. Momo’s hands exploring Dahyun’s hips while Dahyun’s fingers tangled in Momo’s hair, pulling her closer.

Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in each other. Momo’s hands explored Dahyun’s body, tracing the curves of her waist and hips, while Dahyun responded eagerly, her heart racing with every touch.

The kiss was intoxicating, a mix of sweetness and longing. Momo’s hands traveled down Dahyun’s legs, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath her fingertips. Dahyun sighed softly, feeling a rush of emotions she had tried to suppress for so long. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

Momo pulled back slightly, searching Dahyun’s eyes for any sign of hesitation. “Are you sure?” she asked softly, her breath mingling with Dahyun’s.

Dahyun nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes… I want this,” she whispered, and with that, Momo captured her lips again, this time with more urgency.

The room filled with the sounds of soft kisses and shared breaths, their bodies moving closer together as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that had finally found their match. Momo’s hands roamed freely, exploring every curve and contour of Dahyun’s body, while Dahyun melted into Momo’s touch, feeling safe and cherished.

The kiss was intense, and Dahyun was whining like a cute baby, moaning against Momo's lips. Momo’s hands found their way under Dahyun’s shirt, fingers gliding over her skin, igniting sparks of pleasure that made Dahyun gasp. “Momo…” she breathed, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. Dahyun's head fall back, her neck exposed. "Unnie... more," Dahyun whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Momo's hand travelled south, touching every inch of Dahyun's body. She was gentle, knowing this was probably her first time, but she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. As she reached the part of Dahyun that needed more attention, she started to rub slow circles, making Dahyun see stars. Dahyun was whimpering, wanting more, needing more of her unnie.

"Momo..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. Momo looked at her, her eyes locked on Dahyun's. "Are you ok? You want me to stop?" she asked softly. Dahyun shook her head, her eyes closed in ecstasy. "God no... no... keep going. Feels so good, unnie."

Momo smiled, her heart full of love and desire for the younger girl. She continued to give Dahyun what she wanted, her fingers dancing across her skin. As she placed one finger near Dahyun's entrance, she whispered, "Is this ok?" Dahyun nodded, her eyes still closed. "Mhmm yeah... just... be gentle."

Momo's finger slipped inside, and Dahyun's eyes flew open, her gaze locking onto Momo's. She was gentle, moving slowly, letting Dahyun get used to the sensation. As she started to move her finger in and out, Dahyun's eyes glazed over, her body responding to the touch. The younger girl was moaning, her voice rising and falling with each stroke, and Momo was captivated by her reactions.

As she added another finger, Dahyun's body started to tremble, her legs shaking with pleasure. Momo's thumb found her clit, and she started to rub it in slow circles, making Dahyun's eyes roll back in her head. The younger girl was whimpering, her body on the verge of release, and Momo was determined to take her there.

Momo's other hand was caressing Dahyun's breast, her nipple hard and sensitive. She pinched it gently, and Dahyun's body jerked, her eyes flying open. "Unnie..." she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Momo smiled, her eyes locked on Dahyun's. "I've got you, baby," she whispered, her finger moving deeper inside Dahyun.

As Dahyun's body started to tense, Momo knew she was close. She moved her finger faster, her thumb rubbing harder, and Dahyun's body started to shake. She was moaning loudly, her eyes closed, her head thrown back. Momo's lips were on her neck, kissing her softly, as she felt Dahyun's muscles contracting around her fingers.

As the orgasm subsided, Dahyun's body went limp, her head falling onto Momo's shoulder. Momo wrapped her arms around her, holding her close, as they both caught their breath. They sat there for a moment, the only sound their heavy breathing. Then, slowly, they pulled back, their eyes locking onto each other. “Are you okay?” Momo asked, concern lacing her voice.

“Yeah… just… wow,” Dahyun replied, her cheeks flushed. “This is… different.”

“Good different?” Momo asked, her eyes searching Dahyun’s.

“Definitely good,” Dahyun said, smiling shyly.

Momo chuckled, a warm, genuine sound that made Dahyun’s heart flutter. “I think we should do that more often,” she said, a teasing glint in her eyes.

“Yeah, I think I’d like that,” Dahyun replied, her cheeks still flushed. She leaned in, capturing Momo’s lips in another kiss, This one was deeper, more intense, as they explored the newfound territory of their relationship. Momo’s hands roamed freely, igniting a fire within Dahyun that she didn’t know existed.

As they pulled away again, Momo looked into Dahyun’s eyes, a playful glint still present. “So, what now? Are we going to keep this a secret, or…”

Dahyun giggled, her heart racing. “I don’t think we can keep this a secret for long, especially if you keep kissing me like that.”

“Then let’s make it official,” Momo said, pulling Dahyun in for another hug, their bodies fitting together perfectly. “I promise there will be more moments like this.”

“Promise?” Dahyun asked, her voice soft and hopeful.

“Promise,” Momo replied, sealing it with a gentle kiss on Dahyun’s forehead.

“You know, I’m really glad you took that photo,” she said softly, a smile playing on her lips.

“Me too,” Dahyun replied, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. “And next time, you better give me credit.”

“Deal,” Momo said, grinning. They shared a laugh, the playful banter returning, but now with an added layer of intimacy that made everything feel even more special. As they hugged, Momo knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together. They would have many more moments like this, and she couldn't wait to explore their feelings further. For now, they just sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the glow of their newfound love.

#twice #twice momo #twice dahyun #twice imagines #twice scenarios #twice dahmo #dahmo #twice smut #gxg imagine #gxg smut #girl group #kpop

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ghostykapi · 6 months ago

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shouldn't, couldn't, would.

kim dahyun & actress!reader

YIPIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE // angst

being an actress means your love life is always full of stupid things and heartbreak

when you were working in your 3rd film, you got your first taste of what it means to be in a situationship. the boy was older than you, always showing you how someone should treat you. he left you at 3 am when he had a new casting call overseas

right after, you meet this new guy, he's too mean, too annoying and easily irritable. you didn't know any better when he acted different with you, letting you assume and fall, until you realize that he was only like that because you had connections he needed. you never spoke to him until now

a few weeks later, you hit off with this sweet lady. she's your dream girl, always making sure you feel reassured and loved, always sweet and understanding, never pushing you to be someone else. quite the bummer when after 4 months she leaves you to get back to her ex

there's more, it's a list. a powerpoint presentation maybe

point being

you hate it

you don't count it anymore anyway, everything blurring in between different shoots, movie screenings, interviews for whatever series you join in, variety shows that will only get the surface of who you are

everything that you thought you wanted is now but a blur of nothing

you only find joy in the hustle and bustle of everyday commute now. each whisper or buzz casually going in and out of your ear, not caring what the others are saying. some of it are about you of course, an actor that reach stardom and still takes the public transport may lead to some speculation and assumptions

you this is where you practice you're stone cold persona, in this foreign land of the free

"miss?"

exceptions can be applied

you smile and give a little bow at the kid who gives you a letter, the shine of the glitter on her tiny hands passing on to yours.

“miss y/n! you have the prettiest smile ever!”

you giggle at the kid, her gummy smile bringing a brief feeling of warmth. she rambled on how cool you looked in that action series that premiered months ago, and you answer her every burning question of what food your character would enjoy

“would she like gummy worms miss y/n?”

“i think she would like gummy bears too”

her mom just smiles at the interaction, mouthing the words ‘thank you’ to you

it feels enough, better than lying back and forth with actor 'friends' anyway

shame that it was your stop, waving to the mother and daughter duo you step into the steps of new york's subway platforms, the fighting, gossiping and music pulling you back to the chaos of reality

strolling the on the streets of the land of where anything can happen, you wonder if you can still call this your own dream

your phone buzzes in your pocket

manager: new gig. up for it?

somehow though, at every thought of staying here, you come back to one place

so you find yourself blinking away the days, and instead of the subway in new york, you’re now riding the subway in seoul

back to korea, where your acting started

where you find half of your heartbreaks still living life

where you find what you possibly think is your latest one too

so as hours go by, you find yourself sitting in the board room to meet up the directors, casts and other staff. you mindlessly play with your phone, tuning out the noise.

it was too early to start the meeting since the rest held up in traffic, which you payed no mind to, so you kept to yourself. the only noise coming from you were the ticks and vibrations coming from your phone

until your manager slaps your arm, causing you to yelp and look up. suddenly staring at the idol in front of you

“y/n, this is kim dahyun, you will be her partner in this series based on the script”

ah yes the script that you just read last night, that you forgot to check who plays who

you stand up, giving her a firm handshake

"pleasure of meeting you kim dahyun"

stotic face, the only indication of having the pleasure to meet her is the glint in your eye. a shine that only passed by before dahyun could even think about it more

“pleasure to work with you”

bright, happy, sunny, excited and ready, that was what you got from her

so clearly, you two are complete opposites

you don’t make small talk in your first meeting, only ever giving dahyun short clipped answers when she asks questions about the script. it was to be expected at least, having a reputation of being strictly professional, cold and unapproachable

dahyun doesn’t mind, having done research on the cast, especially on you. coming prepared to withstand your chilly presence in between takes, especially when your roles are intertwined

she just watches in keen interest when she realizes you didn't really look into who is playing who until now

she just isn’t quite sure on how she would feel when she has to act with you during your scenes

especially when it’s set in a university, with her character as the usual model role students you would see in campus, and yours being the art student that’s cold and distant

dahyun still thinks she’s got this. she’ll have fun, after all this is acting

acting or not though, you can feel your nerves chip you to the bone when you talk about the script. when the director says he intentionally choose the cast closest to the characters even personality wise

to show the world your real self in the guise of a character as far as you can

you think dahyun also realizes that when the director really goes in depth with the story, how deeply intertwined you both will be until the end of the series, how this can even have the slim chance of bleeding into real life

you try not to think about it that much, only to get slapped by the thoughts of it during your first day of filming. just before you start your first take, you can feel your breath hitch at what you are about to do

“—and rolling tape!”

you bury every thought as you move to act your scene

you're meticulously drawing your sketch for a project. the university art studio is empty, expected as it's only the early start of the sem. your fellow classmates deciding that wasting energy this early

expect for you and the melody of whatever your speaker is playing. this is your ideal environment to work in

calm, peaceful, serene—

it's ruined when the door slams open, making you flinch at the sudden interruption

"hey! who the fu-"

the intruder strides in, grabbing you by the collar and smashing your lips together

it takes about 10 more kisses in the middle of the room for you to push her away, gasping out of shock and the need for air

"you said you didn't want anyone else to see us" you furrow your eyebrows, your lips stained with that pink gloss she had on. whatever you are saying is not getting in her head

"you let that man touch you" she's colored in jealousy, the anger in her eyes complementing the fire that comes in her actions "you let him hug you"

"a hug!" you find yourself stumped "you barged in, kissed me by surprise, all because i let a friend hug me!"

"i don't like sharing" scoffing, she points a finger to your chest "i don't share remember?"

baffled, you snap

"then ask me out, put a label on us."

she stays silent, everything does. the fire is gone, the loud jealousy is gone, only nothing, predictable, bitter silence

"labels are stupid"

that's not part of the script

"then don't come in and distract me from my work"

she huffs, and turns around to leave the room, slamming the poor door in the process

"cut! great work everybody! but let's do another round just to be sure. take 10"

you stare at the door, for a bit too long before turning around to let the make up artists touch up your lips, makeup and hair

the lips that just felt a kiss that might have changed everything

you don't know it yet, but on the other side of the set, dahyun can barely breath, the taste of your cherry lip gloss still on, the moan you almost let out for everyone to hear engraved in her mind

she pretends that she isn't dazed by you or shocked by how good you were at kissing. pretends that she got lost in the kiss that she almost to say her lines

to say that it was a one time thing is a lie, because with every scene and every take that requires you to kiss makes it worse

god you both are so fucked

dahyun thinks your lips are the softest and most addicting ones she had ever kissed

you think that she's out here to take your sanity away with how well she can make you melt

so after a week of filming, quietly waiting at the sidelines of the set for your turn, you say the following words that shock the both of you

"you are a good kisser"

that gets her face red, despite the amount of times that she has done this for the sake of acting

"thank you, you uh are also really good" she turns away, embarrassed at how easily flustered she can be by your words

the director says nothing to both your red faces when he calls you into the set, only a twinkle in his eyes that you both know.

you try to bury that though, one thought always stays on repeat

stay professional. stay professional. stay professional. stay professional.

it keeps on getting hard to stay professional when you act in a role that gets into your head, where the idea of love fits perfectly and you wish this ending will happen to you.

it's even harder even when after initial tension dies down, she invites you out to convivence store ramen after a scene. it was mid day, but your next filming is later midnight, so you agreed.

you find yourselves two blocks away from the set filming, with some staff also tagging along on their break to stuff their faces with any food really. you both unconsciously hold hands, warming up the space between you both

you only notice it when she has to let go to get the ramen she wants, and you yearn for her to hold your hand again

she notices you pouting, so she holds your hand on the way back, she does it every time to see the faint smile appear on your lips when she does

it becomes a routine, chatting, eating, intertwining your lives together with every trip. even during the late nights studying your scripts a bit more, dahyun banters with you, bit by bit destroying your walls

“i told you chocolate milk can pair with ramen"

"not as the damn soup"

"yes it would!"

“whatever you say”

her laugh will forever haunt you, replaying in your head for the days to come despite working in the same set. itching to hear it again and again and again

you find yourself not hearing it within a confession, both in film and in real life. her eyes begging for you to even consider the slimmest chance to take that leap again

it's you who laughs in disbelief, and in shock, because you? kim dahyun choosing you?

"you won't find love with me"

a beat. a rejection

"i will"

resistance, the shine in between cracks is still there

“ok everyone back to your positions!”

“i’d like to see you try kim”

it pulls her deeper. she knows that she’s stupid for trying again and again even through your persistence and rejections

it was mistake to let her get a taste of you

now she’s head set ready to claim you

it keeps on going, scene, cut, flirt, reject, pout, late night out, study lines, practice, sleep, wake up, refresh and repeat

a cycle you hate to think about, love to practice in

well that is, until you reach the last of your scenes together, the sunset always your companion, a short window frame to even film in

the sunset is what you can focus on before you let yourself cry, letting your character take over you. it's easy, when you have many memories of heartbreak

crying over failed chances, over what potential you lost because you were scared, crying over a love chance now lost

you cry and you cry, holding the keychain she gave you, promising you that she will always end back to you

why did she have to turn around and break it by letting a man kiss her?

you try to breath, but it's hard

colors blurring together, lines breaking and shattering, everything mixing in and in turmoil until it's too much

until it doesn't

because it clicks

it clicks to you that there were no lines in the first place, because this is how real it can get

and she is the realest thing you have seen, in and out of camera

there she is, standing at the end of the hall before running to you, in panic of your tears, in worry that you are in pain, the frantic yet gentle hands wiping away your tears

so you sob, sob and sob until you feel her hands wipe away your tears

"pretty woman too gorgeous to cry"

you find yourself looking past the character she's portraying. looking straight in her eyes, trying to find the truth in everything

you try to find kim dahyun in all of these layers, begging, asking for a sign that you aren't too late

you can't find her. only the character she holds, and it's stupid how it breaks you

too bad the show must go on

"the prettiest, hottest and sexy woman" her touch is too gentle to be acting, her lips against yours blurring the line, the emotions mixing in and the words crumbling you down

“take the chance with me baby” and you close your eyes when you kiss her, the passion melting your body and igniting your soul

it takes a few more seconds before you hear the word ‘cut!’ and you feel her pull away.

with a slice in the throat, you find yourself scrambling because the bliss ended too fast

you’ve been to many ends of something, something that was almost everything

she was your everything for a few weeks

everyone is cheering, and it’s finally coming at you that this is the end

the end of another blissful delusion

it’s another heartbreak in motion

you can’t handle another one

you stand up, brushing past dahyun before she can say another word. watching as you head out, to do what you said you would do because you never got to do it before

to run away from impending hurt

to take off before it gets to you

she can’t let you end up in the same place

so she runs after you, ignoring her co workers and staff members calling for the both of you. running headfast towards what she wants

when she wanted to be an idol she bulldozed through, the bright hope of her family in her heart

when she wanted to be an actress she fought her way through, with the support of her members blazing her through

this is different, for the sole reason she’s on to prove to you she’s the only one for you

when she sees you run off into the city lights, she calls your manager to catch up to you

to the only place she knows that you would go

she finds you on the bench behind the convience store, staring into nothingness

"it's rude to run off after a confession"

no reply, and dahyun decides that it’s finally time to fully put her heart out to it's fullest extent

"i meant every word"

you don’t move, still staring at the ground in front of you

couldn't she just let it go? the label would only complicate her life

“go away dahyun”

“i can’t”

she sits beside you, eyes also looking at the ground you're staring at. only difference is that she glances at your hands, wishing she can hold them

“i do mean it” she’s determined to break this last wall “i only want you”

“bullshit dahyun” you cut her off, and you can feel the weight of everything in your heart “you must have been in the moment”

“i meant it, that i only want you-"

"dahyun you must be dreaming because do you really want me?"

she's crying too, angry at the world for hurting you too bad, blinded by fears and hurt. angry at those who used you, who didn't love you right, or even leave you with proper closure. angry at herself, at how stubborn she is to be with you

but she can't be angry at you

no she can't

"i always want you, ever since you let me ask too many questions during the briefing, when you first came with me to eat ramen, even when you keep rejecting me. i always want to love you. only you"

you can't believe her, you want to believe her

until you feel a flash of memories flood your heart

"then you are a fool"

she stands up, and you wonder if she's like every heartbreak you've ever had in your life

"i know, but at least i get to be a happy fool"

you don't know why dahyun is now kneeling right in front of you, holding your hands, holding all of the love that you thought you lost

"i can't promise you that i'll be your perfect dream, i can't promise you that we'll never experience fights and heartbreak, i can't promise you that i'll be the one"

you let her kiss your hands, to your cheeks and to your lips. slow, soft and steady

"i can promise i'll always think of you as my number one girl. i can promise that i'll do my best to get to our dates, i'll promise to make it up to you when i don't, i'll do my best to make you fall in love with love again, i'll always choose you. i can promise that"

you feel her cup your cheeks with her hands, letting you melt to her touch

"will the loveliest, sweetest, breathtaking, amazing and gorgeous woman have the pleasure of taking the first step with me?"

she coos at your tears, heart breaking at how much you can’t see it

“even when you cry you are still so pretty” she wipes your tears, gentle as always, and you can't even push her away anymore. not when she's done more to love you with all of her

maybe it's been hours that passed by, or simply just minutes. time that you don't know how to hold and comprehend when she holds you like you are her universe.

“wouldn't it be nice" she smiles, that smile that lets you fall even further "to let me call you mine?"

"you-" this is the first time in a long time you are choking up a response "i hate you"

all she does is laugh, kissing you again, this one not for the cameras. only because she wants to kiss the woman with the icy walls

"i told you, i'll find love with you"

dahyun doesn’t want anyone else but you

damn anyone that will take you away from her

all she ever wanted was you

from the moment she saw you at the meeting, from the first scene you both acted in together, to late night line practices over instant ramen, at the dressing room half asleep yet still holding her hand after walking back, in each scene that sets you both closer and closer, to each kiss that shouldn’t mean something but kept on lingering

getting into this, she really thought she was just gonna have a fun time, mingle and play along with others

she thinks she's serious with you now, because now she wants you to be a part of her life. as far as the universe will let you

"you’re engraved in my heart, i can’t let you go”

#twice x reader #twice imagines #twice reactions #twice scenarios #twice fluff #twice angst #kim dahyun #kim dahyun scenarios #kim dahyun reactions #kim dahyun imagines #kim dahyun x reader #kim dahyun imagine

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Twice -> {Hybrid AU} -> Helping you through your heat

Requested: No

Group: Twice

Genre: Smut.

Warnings: Nsfw.Some body insecurities. mentions of abusive pasts. Mention of first times.

A/N: So I have decided that hybrids will kind of be like the omegaverse where hybrids do go through heats just as animals do if they are not fixed/neutered.

Nayeon

Your grip on Nayeon’s shirt was tight, so tight that Nayeon would not surprised to find a tear at the end of it, but that was not the most important thing to consider now. You were the center of attention at the moment, and your comfort was more important than some material of a shirt which she can easily replace. Nayeon pressed a tender kiss to your sweaty forehead, tucking away some sweaty strands away from your face before pressing a kiss to the middle of your eyebrows.

“Shhh, shhh Y/N, everything will be alright.” She whispered against your skin, her words only making you whine as you released her shirt to instead claw at her shoulder, fortunately it being covered so that your nails didn’t dig into her too much.

Nayeon was aware that a hybrid’s heat was intense, but nothing could quite prepare her for the intense need of release you begged for, needing Nayeon to tend to you as it was only your mistress’s touch that could soothe the scathing heat of your body. Nayeon had you laying down on her bed, your body bare with a perspiration layer on your skin, making her taste a subtle saltiness whenever she pressed kisses to your body.

“Nayeon...” You whined, your eyes squeezed shut as you arched your body off the mattress, pressing it against her equally naked one, which immediately made you whine even more at the feeling of her naked body.

Nayeon pressed a kiss to your neck, your head immediately arching to the side to give her more space to kiss, which she took advantage of. While she tenderly kissed your neck, the one hand which was resting on your shoulder glided down until she was cupping your breast, giving it a firm squeeze which made your whine pitch in a higher tone.

“Please!” You all but begged, needing more than just the touches on your chest which Nayeon was giving you, which made Nayeon squeeze your nipple with her thumb and index finger in small retribution for trying to hurry her up, but she also understood where it was coming from.

Hybrids are known to becoming delusional with need when they were in their heats, and since you had no other hybrid to sooth your heat with, it was Nayeon’s responsibility as your owner to help you in it, not that it was much of a problem as hybrids were more than just pets to humans after all.

Nayeon moved her head down until she was at your collarbone, and she gave you a slight nip while her hand released your breast and instead glided down along your toned stomach until she was inches away from your core. She lifted her head to look at you, your half-lidded eyes always staring at her before she locked eyes with your desire inflamed ones.

“It will be okay Angel.” She said before she finally cupped you, your reaction instantaneous as you sucked in a harsh breath and then immediately arched your hips to press yourself harder against her hand.

You were already so wet, though it was not surprising. Nayeon experimentally rubbed you, coating her hands in your arousal while she kept her gaze on you, watching in slight fascination as you instantaneous reaction to her touches. Although her rubbing you did not seem to be enough to sate your fiery need, as you started rocking your hips clumsily for more friction, which Nayeon pursed her lips disapprovingly at before she stilled her hands, making you yowl in disdain.

“Nayeon!”

“Shush.” She quieted you, fixing you with a firm look before she moved her fingers until they were aligned with your core, her fingers more than prepared enough by your arousal to provide you release. “Stop trying to rush me.”

While she was half tempted to leave you hanging for a few moments longer, she simply did not have the heart to do it, especially since you looked so close to tears in need. She slipped two of her fingers into you easily, her eyes widening slightly when you arched your body in relief, a long-guttural moan leaving your lip as you squeezed your eyes shut. Deciding not to wait too long, she began to set a steady rhythm, moving in and out of you with ease thanks to your slick, which was received with pleasured yowls and moans from you.

“Nayeon...Nayeon...Nayeon...m-mistress...”

A spark of electricity shot through Nayeon’s body when you called her mistress, a certain fire of her own forming in her belly as you began to chant the name over and over, her name being replaced by the new title you hardly ever called her. Prompted to provide you with more stimulation, Nayeon leaned down and took a breast in her mouth, sucking at it which immediately made you wrap your arms around her head to keep her close as she continued to thrust into you with her fingers.

“Mistress! Mistress!”

Your rocking movements were beginning to get clumsy, and your claws began to unintentionally dig into Nayeon’s scalp, making her wince in pain as she tried to pull her head away to escape your claws, but to no avail. You didn’t want her to move. So Nayeon ended up biting your breast hard enough to make you yelp in pain in offer for you to release her head, but Nayeon immediately moved her other hand which was being used to keep herself propped up to tender to your abused breast, rubbing the spot tenderly as she sped up her thrusts.

Your climax was an eruption of pleasure, your body clenching down hard on Nayeon’s fingers as your body tensed up in its release, Nayeon slowly moving her fingers to help you ride it out. Nayeon waited until your body had finally stopped shaking before removing her fingers form you, the sudden emptiness making you whine in despair as you were still so sensitive and needy despite having been giving a round of please. Nayeon moved so that she could press a kiss to your lips, one filled with tenderness and care before she moved her hand to grip your hip, squeezing it gently.

“Don’t worry Angel, we aren’t done yet. I will take care of you very well.”

And Nayeon intended to do that, albeit she will allow you a few minutes of recovery before she will start up again. After all, this is her first time having to deal with a hybrid’s heat, she was going to draw out this first time as much as she could in order to make sure the experience sated both you and her physically and emotionally.

The first time was the most important between an owner and their hybrid after all.

Jeongyeon

Jeongyeon was taken aback when you had suddenly jumped on her during one morning, panting and clawing at her clothes in abrupt need that Jeongyeon nearly doused you with her sink tap to get you to release her. She has not had you very long and was still getting used to the fact that she was an owner of a hybrid and not just a hybrid sitter for her other friends. Her heart simply had gone out to you at that hybrid clinic where you were nearly wiped off the face of the earth, and so she adopted you, but she was still very vastly under-prepared for the responsibility that came with owning one.

Hence why she was kinda panicked during your first heat with her.

The thought never really crossed her mind, but then again she was naive to think that you were sterilized due to you living on the streets your whole life, being the cub of an illegal hybrid breeding facility who managed to run away from the prospect of being a replacement of your mother. You certainly lived a better life on the street but it did not mean that you were used to kindness, and only recently had you been opening up to Jeongyeon, but you suddenly pouncing on her in the kitchen completely took Jeongyeon off guard.

You were so needy, so clingy, your face had a layer of perspiration which shined in the natural light while you stared at Jeongyeon with flushed cheeks and a panting mouth, small whines leaving your lips while you squirmed on your knees before her on the kitchen floor.

“M-Master.” You whined, your thankfully cut claws dragging down to her pajama shorts and beginning to tug them off, much to her shock. “N-Need you master.”

Jeongyeon literally had to bat your paws off her and sprint away into her bedroom with a locked door to try get some sort of space from you, you practically on her heels and whining at the door as you failed to open it. Your desperate wails sent Jeongyeon into a mild panic, her hands quickly searching for her phone to dial her friend’s number, she being the only one to explain to her what was happening to you.

...

“I-I’m supposed to do what?” Jeogyeon asked with flushed cheeks, anxiously picking at her finger cuticles throughout the conversation with her friend.

“Help them through it.”

“H-How...” Jeongyeon started, only to flush even deeper at her friend’s following words.

“Jeongyeon, you and I both know that you are not that naive. Just focus on their needs first, they are in a delicate state and for them to come approach you to help them, clearly they trust you enough to take care of them in all ways. Its quite a delightful experience, I assure you.”

Jeongyeon hanged up the phone with a bright red face, and she couldn’t help but contemplate her next actions for a few moments before nervously glancing at the door, your wails and whines have quietened down but she could still hear your pants the other side, along with a few groans. She knew that she could not stay in her room forever and from what her friend told her, your heat would go on for at least a week, and she knew that as your owner, she was responsible to care for you in all ways necesarry.

Even in this kind of way.

So eventually Jeongeon relented, opening the door to you and quite literally carrying you to her bed after she managed to unlatch you from her legs and your adventures hands as they moved for her pajama bottoms again. When she placed you gently on the mattress and moved to readjust your laying position, your surprised her once again with your hands on her collar and all but pulling her on top of you where you then pressed your lips to hers into a desperate kiss.

It was desperate and a bit sloppy, your mouth already open with your tongue trying to enter her own, taking Jeongyeon by surprise with your sudden aggression. Usually you were quite reserved with Jeongyeon, not openly distrusting of her but also not fully trusting. You have been through a lot and Jeongyeon knew that she was not exactly being owner of the year due to her under-preparedness for you; however, seeing you so desperate and needy for her her, Jeongyeon will admit that it somewhat eased some of her previous insecurities of her capabilities as an owner.

So getting a hold of herself, Jeongyeon pulled herself away from your lips, only for you to whine and attempt to pull her back by the neck, which prompted her to grab your hands and remove them to pin them to the mattress, forcing you to stare up at her with wide eyes as she propped herself up on top of you. Jeongyeon couldn’t help but smile at your stunned expression, eyes trailing over your features before eventually looking into your eyes.

“What exactly do you want Y/N?” She asked, her thumbs gently tracing circles around your wrist bone, the actions making you shudder and arch your hips up against Jeongyeon’s.

“Y-You master.” You husked, prompting Jeongyeon to lean down to press a soft kiss to your neck, making a sharp gasp break past your lips and prompting you to angle your neck towards Jeongyeon, offering your neck to her like some kind of holistic sacrifice.

“How do you want me?” She murmured against your neck, gently kissing the skin as she began to journey up the delicate column, giving a small nip to your pulse point. “Mmmh?”

“Y-Your f-f-” You began to stutter, unable to get a word out as you felt yourself succumbing to Jeongyeon’s touch, the owner knowing it as she almost felt your body trying to meld itself against her own, your feet curling around her legs to press themselves into her calves, keeping her in place. She pressed a kiss to your jaw.

“Yes Y/N?”

“F-F-Fi-ingers a-and m-m-mouth...” You stuttredd out, your panting increasing tenfold as Jeongyeon’s trailing along your jawline before pressing a kiss to your earlobe and then gently sucking it into her mouth. “A-AAAH.”

Jeongyeon felt your entire body jerk at her sucking action, her teeth barely grazing your earlobe. Your legs wrapped themselves around her thighs, trying to pull her closer into your body as you continued to arch your hips even more against hers, albeit with difficulty due to Jeongyeon pinning your top half down to the bed. It seemed that your ears were quite sensitive, because as Jeongyeon continued to experiment nibbling and succkling your earlobe, your whines were increasing in pitch and your hips began to thrust against her despite meeting no friction.

You were becoming so needy for her, Jeongyeon couldn’t help but flush at your blatent need for her. But at the same time, she couldn’t help but smile. She pulled away from your earlobe to instead hover above your face, nose touches one another.

“Promise to behave?” She asked, earning an frantic nod from you. She smiled. “Good kitty.”

She then pressed her lips to yours, this time taking control of it as she lowered her entire body against yours and pressed her tongue against yours, starting a passionate dance of tongues which continued until late afternoon when she finally managed to satiate your enough to fall asleep.

Momo

Momo had done her research on the responsibilities of a hybrid owner, and of course she was willing to carry them out, but she will admit that she was astounded by the intimate needs required of an owner of a hybrid, especially during a heat. Momo held you close to her as you trembled, pants escaping your lips every few seconds as you remained in between Momo’s legs on the bed, head arched backwards to rest on her shoulder while her fingers delicately rubbed against your core, coating her fingers with your slick.

Momo couldn’t help but gaze in amazement as your supple body, so lean and delicate but so perfectly fitted with hers, legs parted to accommodate her welcomed hand, one hand interlaced with her own while the other dug into the mattress, claws tearing a hole into the sheets. Momo leaned in and pressed a kiss to the column of your neck, earning a whine from you and the further arching of your head to provide her with more access. She couldn’t help but smile against your skin.

“Are you okay, my sweet little kitty?” She cooed, slightly intensifying her rubs against your core which prompted a gasp out of you. Momo pressed another kiss to your neck. “Am I doing enough for you?”

You shook her head, turning it to instead smash your lips against hers, your hand on her sheets moving to clutch at her neck, lightly digging your claws into her skin but not enough for it to be painful. Momo easily allowed access to her mouth, entwining her tongue with yours as you desperately began to rut against her hand, hoping for more frictions from her. Momo grunted when she felt your fangs dig into her bottom lip, tugging it back slightly before letting it go with a pop, your dilated gaze locking with her own eyes as you panted in her arms.

“I need more.” You husked, making Momo smile innocently before she pressed a finger into you, making you howl and dive your face into her neck, shaking as your vody welcomed the digit, tightening and squeezing around it while Momo allowed you to get used to it.

It felt absolutely delightful to be in you, and Momo couldn’t help but feel even more deeply connected to you because of it. You were so snooty that one may mistake you for a pedigree, an incredibly proud creature, and yet you were trembling desperately in her arms, yearning for her to take care of you like a good owner should, and Momo couldn’t be anymore delighted than she already was. Momo removed her hand from yours to instead wrap her arm around your waist, keeping your back pressed to her front, forcing you to pull your face away from her neck and to instead face forwards.

Momo hooked her chin over your shoulder and gazed down at her hand, watching it as she slowly removed her finger before entering you again, prompted a desperate yowl from you as she tortuously moved her finger, testing your limits.

“P-P-Please...” You yowled, thrashing your head at the tortuously slow thrusts Momo was making.

Momo couldn’t help but smile and moved her head to press another kiss to your neck before adding a second digit, maintaining the same face but attempting to stretch you out, which easily occurred as you seemed to greedily try suck her digits back in, trying your best to keep her as intimately connected to you as possible. She kissed and nipped at your neck, giggling slightly as you whines and managed to pull away in time before your thrashing head connected with hers.

“Be careful Y/N, you might hurt yourself.”

“I don’t care!” you suddenly exclaimed, whipping her head to stare at Momo with heated eyes. “I just need you to fuck me!”

“Ah, such a dirty mouth for such a sweet kitty.” Momo scolded, smiling as she removed her fingers entirely front you, prompting a horrified yowl from you. “You know what I have said about that kind of language Y/Nnie.”

“N-No please!” You suddenly begged, your hand moving to grab Momo’s retreating one and snapping your legs shut to keep her hand captive, your eyes staring pleadingly at her with flushed cheeks. “I-I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me. Please.”

While Momo had no intentions to leave you unattended for during her heat, her heart couldn’t help but melt at your pleading voice, a usually so proud feline hybrid rendered helpless and needy for her touch. Momo did not see herself as a sadist, but she will admit she did enjoy the thrill that you begging gave her. So with cooing words, Momo moved her hands back to your core and inserted two fingers again, slowly moving them again before leaning in to press a kiss to your bottom lip, sucking its slightly before pulling back.

“Do you trust me to take care of you sweetie?” She asked, keeping her eyes locked with yours before she increased her pace just by a little, although your body immediately welcomed it as you parted your legs again and threw your head against her shoulder, mouth wide open with pants before you nodded.

“Yes! Yes! Yes master, I trust you!”

Momo smiled and pressed a kiss to your neck again before finally speeding up her fingers, hooking her chin over your shoulder and watching herself pleasure you with hooded eyes.

“Good kitty.”

Sana

“Shhh baby girl, don’t worry, leave everything to me.”

Sana pressed a soft kiss to your jaw as she slowly began to trail down your face and neck, pressing sweet kisses along your skin while you clutched at her, arching off the mattress while Sana kept you pinned with her hands and body.

Sana understands that it was incredibly difficult for you to trust others, especially given your previous life on the streets and the constant abandonment you had experienced from past owners, but all Sana want to do was to wash away those bad memories and to replace them with new ones, ones which consist of her absolutely adoring you and showing you her love for you in different ways, particularly in a pleasurably way such as this.

Despite being naked before her before, whenever Sana came across one of the many scars which littered your body, a small fire of anger would light up within her. How could people be so cruel to someone as sweet and vulnerable as you. Some of the scars were from fights on the streets, and others were the results of the injuries inflicted upon you from past owners.

She hated them, despite not knowing who they were, Sana hated them. They left permanent blemishes on her baby girl and to this day you still flinched at touch, even though Sana offered nothing but soft caresses and tender touches, proving time and time again that she would never hurt you, and yet your past has hurt you so horribly that you always anticipated it despite Sana never raising a hand to you. Sana’s heart truly went out to you and your flinches to touch only motivated her even more to care for you in a way no one has cared for you before.

Each blemish and scar she came across during her journey down your abdomen, Sana pressed a tender kiss to it as if she was capable of making it disappear with her lips. Obviously it could not happen, but she wanted you to know that she was not disgusted by the sight of your damaged body, but rather care for it even more. Each time she did it, your hands and legs clutched at her even further, your legs around curled around her waist and only moving upwards to her back as she moved down your body while your hands remained tangled in her hair.

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, a layer of perspiration already evident on your body due to the incessant heat of your body. You always dreaded your heats because you had no idea of the kind of surrounding you would find yourself, most often needing to defend yourself from unwanted hybrids and people who noticed your vulnerable states. Often you would hide in some abandoned buildings or wooded areas in an attempt to deal with your heat on your own, but most often you simply suffered because you did not have anywhere safe to nest and tend to yourself without the possibility of danger.

But Sana provided you a safe haven. She ensured that you were cared for and she absolutely did not mind littering your body with love and affection, moving down to press a kiss to your mound before finally settling between your legs, hands parting your thighs to accommodate her presence and to keep you in place as she gazed at your core.

You were desperate for her, Sana could tell but the amount of slick coating your thighs as well as the sheets. Despite Sana seeing you naked and needy for her touch before, you always got embarrassed whenever she was so close to you intimate area. But Sana knew that the main cause of your embarrassment was not because of her presence to your intimate area, but rather of scars that littered your inner thighs, reminders from past owners who believed they needed to leave a permanent mark on you to show others that you were owned.

You were ashamed of your scars, but Sana did not see the shame in them. Instead she saw them as reminders of your strength and resilience. She did not want you to be ashamed of them, she want you to understand that despite of them, you were still beautiful, hence why she moved her head to kiss at the burn scars on your inner licks, tongue trailing along your skin to taste your sweet nectar, moaning at the taste.

She felt your legs flinch at her ministrations, sending her heart thundering but she continued as she felt your heels push into her back before eventually curling around her body to keep her enclosed and close, not wanting her to leave you so desperate. But Sana would never do that, she would never leave you abandoned with your natural desires and instincts. She promised you that she would take care of you in all the ways possible, and tending to you in a period such as this was only her honor.

After kisses all scars on both thighs, Sana raised her head slightly to look at you, your head arched into her pillow, body twitching as you waiting in anxious anticipation for her mouth. She smiled at you, removing one hand from your thigh to reach out and to caress a breast before squeezing it, thumb and index finger gently twisting one of your nipples.

“Look at me.” She softly ordered, your response almost instantaneous as you looked down at her, cheeks flushed bright red as you locked eyes with her as she lay between your legs. Sana smiled “I love you.”

She always told you those three little words. She has lost count of how many times she has said to you throughout the day, no matter the context the two of you were in. Sana has never been one to hide her feelings and she is not ashamed to admit them, her having developed such a strong love for you ever since she saved you from that accident. You knew of her feelings, and you responded in kind, but Sana couldn’t help but constantly remind you in moments like this because she wanted you to know that she was not simply physically tending to your needs like an owner should, but that she was making love to you like a woman would to her love.

“I-I love you too.” You whimpered, your eyes reflecting your adoration for Sana, making her smile.

“Thank you baby girl.”

And then without further prompting, Sana pressed her mouth to your core, eagerly pleasuring you as you body thrashed and twisted on the bed, yowling in pleasure and screaming out her name as she made love to you.

Jihyo

All Jihyo wanted was a moment to herself, for at least ten minutes, but it seemed to be an impossible ask from a puppy whose stamina and energy seemed to increase tenfold due to the natural reaction within their body that is released during their heat.

Jihyo knew that you would never purposely harm her, but it seemed that during your heat that you forgot your own strength and naturally allowed your instincts to take control over your body, resulting in your apparently staking your ‘claim’ over Jihyo in multiple ways and multiple times, the shower water stinging slightly as she washed herself, her shoulders and neck littered with bite and scratch marks, remnants of their continues activities to try ease your heat.

When she had snuck out of her bedroom, you were fully passed out in her sheets, a blanket half covering your lower body while your face remained pressed into her pillow, the most important object in your previous nest before Jihyo arrived home from work. Jihyo did not realize that you heat had started until she was being tackled to the couch by her over energetic puppy, your hands groping at her body at such a fast pace that her defensive instincts kicked in for a few moments until she finally learned of your condition, judging from your desperate whines and pleas for her.

She had half the mind to kill her sister for never getting you fixed, but then again it would have been against the norm as most get hybrids as companions and their heats are only natural instances which deepen the bonds between the hybrids and their owners.

And so she could not really be angry with you simply following your natural instincts to deepen your bond with Jihyo, albeit she will admit that she did not expect her care for you to be so...intensive.

Jihyo has never been more spent in her life, the love making going on for hours as your boundless energy only seemed to become more limitless, and Jihyo was certain that she was going to pass out alongside you due to your insistence to constantly return the favor to your owner, resulting in Jihyo reaching the peaks of pleasure several times due to your rapid techniques.

She thought for sure that she was going to have few minutes of peace in the shower, to simply relax for the first time since arriving home, but it seemed that fate had other plans for her when she suddenly felt arms wrap tightly around her waist and a warm body press itself against her back, hips grinding against her back side in a desperate tandem while sharp teeth nipped at her neck.

“Maaaster.” You whined, nibbling and sucking at Jihyo’s neck while you joined her under the shower, your shaggy gold locks instantly getting soaked with water. “Why did you leave me?”

Jihyo opened her mouth to answer but gasped when she suddenly felt your hand cupping her, your thumb immediately twirling around her already sensitive nub while your other hand moved to cup her breast, giving it a rough squeeze. Hearing her gasp, you pushed your body against hers until she suddenly felt the cold tiles pressed to her front, making her gasp at the sudden temperature change while you sandwiched her against the wall with your own body. Panting in her hear, you began to rut your hips against her backside, sloppily seeking frictions against her body while groaning

“Maaaster.” You whined again, this time hooking her chin over Jihyo’s shoulder and panting openly against her ear. “I need you so badly.”

“W-We have just finished.” Jihyo said pathetically, biting her lip hard to try combat the pleasure you wee providing her with your fingers, but to no avail as she groaned as you entered your fingers into her, roughly moving them inside her.

“I need you master. I need you so badly.” You confessed, rutting against her backside a bit harder, only to let out a frustrated growl. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Jihyo opened her mouth to say something, although she was not quite sure what she was going to say, only to groan in dismay when you suddenly removed your finger with her, filling her with an emptiness which didn’t enjoy at all. But then she felt your hands on her hips and then she was suddenly turned around so that her back was pressed against the tiles instead, prompting a hiss out of Jihyo before her eyes widened at the sight of you.

You were directly under the shower head and you looked feral. You eyes were so dilated that they were practically black, and your body similarly littered with marks courtesy of Jihyo during moments of passion. But instead of feeling ashamed of her seemingly lack of control, Jihyo couldn’t help but feel a hint of pride in her actions. You were her hybrid after all, and so to see some sort of mark of possession did fill her in satisfaction, albeit not as much as you as you traced the most significant bite mark you left on her neck, at exactly the point her neck and shoulder met.

Your eyes stared at it intently before pressing yourself against Jihyo’s body to press an open-mouthed kiss to it, growling possessively before you moved your face until it was directly in front of Jihyo’s.

“My master.” You growled before smashing your lips to Jihyo’s, easily dominating her before your tightly wrapped your arms around her, forcing her to be directly pressed against you, feeling every single curve and surface of your body.

Jihyo had no choice but to submit to you, unable to fight you off but also unwilling, as she couldn’t help but admit that she adored the absolute worship you seemed to have for her despite being your second owner. Her bond with you was only second to her sisters, and yet you seemed to worship her as if she was your absolute savior. And worshiping her was something you adored to do during your head as suddenly you were kneeling before her and shoving your face into her core, eagerly pleasuring her while she struggled to keep herself upright.

She slammed her head back against the tiles and couldn’t stop her cries of pleasure escaping, the sounds only motivating you to continue in your ministrations until you finally pushed her over the edge, which prompted you to scoop her into your arms and carry her to the bedroom where you continued to lavish her in attention.

She had no idea how she was supposed to survive an entire week of you like this. Her body simply was not going to make it.

Mina

Mina couldn’t help but notice how perfectly fitted your and her bodies were with one another, you serving as a perfect smaller piece to Mina as she held you. You were still trembling from the after-effects from a strong release, but Mina tended to you gently, peppering kisses along your shoulders as she held you from behind, your and her sweaty bodies sticking to one another.

Despite being in a state of post-bliss, your tail was still tightly curled around Mina’s thing, hoping to keep her as close as possible despite her making you well aware that she had no desire to be separated from you. Mina loved her precious little kitty, you filling the entire space within her heart. Mina never thought she would become so attached and reliant on someone, and yet you have proved to her just how much she was able to love, and it only continued to grow with each passing day. She gently squeezed at your breast while her other hand steadily rubbed up and down your sides and legs, her finger trips ticking your skin and bringing you back to reality.

“My pretty little kitty.” She cooed against your neck, kissing it and trailing up towards your ear, while she pressed a delicate kiss to it. “Such a good kitty for me.”

You whined at the compliments, your flush traveling to your shoulders. You have always been weak for Mina’s compliments and it made her smile due to her awareness of her effect on you. You were so responsive to her and Mina loved it. She loved all of your expressions, be it giddiness, embarrassment, feisty frustration or desire, she adored all of them. And seeing you so flushed despite having already been tended to in so many ways, it just made her giggle.

As your trembles eventually died down, your body fully relaxing against her, Mina decided to slide her hand between your legs again, sucking as your shoulder as you jumped at her cupping hand, a shaky growl leaving your lips.

“M-Mina...” You stammered, voice rough from the previous screaming and yet having a lull of lust in it, making Mina respond with a kiss.

“Shh, don’t worry pretty girl, you don’t have to do a thing.” Mina whispered before she pushed against your back until you were half-laying on your stomach, Mina hooking her leg over your waist to keep you pinned before she removed her hand from your core, prompting an immediate whine.

“M-Mina.”

“Shhh, let me love you.”

Once she fully moved you onto your stomach, she then began to descend down your back, pressing kisses along your spine, hands grazing their fingertips along your side. You immediately fisted at her sheets, claws digging holes into them and yet you did nothing to stop Mina as she kept moving until she was finally near your back side, your slicked core peering at her, making your desire for her most obvious. Mina smiled before she grabbed one of her stray pillows and tapped at your waist.

“Hips up pretty girl.”

You immediately lifted your hips and Mina slid the pillow under you before she moved back up your body to press a kiss to your shoulder, keeping herself up on all fours as one of her hands returned to cup you, coating her fingers in your slick.

“Who is a pretty kitty?” she murmured in your ear, prompting you to turn your head around so you could face her, your cheek still pressed into the mattress.

“I-I am.” you answered, your bright flush still so obvious. She smiled and pressed another kiss to your shoulder before she finally slid two fingers into you, immediately being welcomed by your warm wall.

“That’s right. My pretty kitty.” Mina murmured, thrusting into you with a passionate pace, her lips immediately meeting yours to swallow your moans and squeals as Mina pleasured your over sensitive core, the sound of her hand smacking against you echoing around the room, your tail wrapping itself around her waist to keep tugging her back.

You were such a good little kitty for her.

Dahyun

When Dahyun told her hybrid sitter to call her during emergencies, she did not mean to call her for emergencies such as this, but then again, she did not want anyone else to deal with you in such a ... delicate state.

Your yowls of desire and pleasure were coming from her locked bedroom, the hybrid sitter explaining the occurrence between you and her with flushed cheeks that eventually Dahyun wavered her off to spare the girl from nearly having a heart attack from embarrassment. Apparently during the start of your heat, you had opted to approach the hybrid sitter for a possible source of relief; however, it only led to you getting soaked with her glass of water before getting chased into the bedroom where you have been for the last few hours.

She appreciates the fact that the hybrids sitter did not opt to entertain your desires because such things should only be dealt with between owners or other trusted parties, not some strangers who were paid to take care of you. After dismissing the hybrid sitter with extra pay, Dahyun sighed before she took off her jacket and loosened her collared shirt before prepping herself to enter her room, blushing at the sound of your desperate calls.

This is not the first time she has had to deal with your heat, but it is the first time she was called back from an important business trip to essentially rock your world. From how the hybrid sitter called her, she had assumed that you had gotten into a terrible accident and that was how she had phrased it to her colleagues and boss, which was met with great understand. But now this was a different colleagues and she did not think that they would be as understanding, especially since Dahyun was in charge of the project they were covering that weekend.

...

Well, what they don’t know, won’t hurt them.

But nonetheless, Dahyun had smooth her features before she unlocked her bedroom door and stepped inside, being greeting by the spectacular act of you sniffing one of her shirts while one of your hands was trapped between your thighs.

“Dahyun...Dahyun...” She heard you muttering, obviously not realizing that she was in fact in the room with you.

You had made some kind of nest on her bed with various articles of her clothing, and as Dahyun stepped more into the room, she could smell her favorite perfume, which indicated that you had in fact sprayed it either in the room or on the clothes in order to increase her scent, which brought a small smile to her face. As she got to the foot of the bed, she cleared her throat, which made your face snap in her direction.

“Hello Y/N.” She greeted, which instantaneously triggered you to leap for her, your arms wrapping around her shoulder and her lips meeting your in a hard, vicious kiss.

Dahyun winced at your teeth clashing with hers, you not having full control over your movements. But soon the pain became forgotten as her tongue met with yours and become enveloped in a passionate dance which prompted her to push you backwards onto the bed and to follow after you, her elbows propping herself up as to not crush you under her weight. You weren’t phased by the sudden movement and instead pulled your lips away from Dahyun’s in order to smother her neck with open kisses, teeth threatening the surface of her skin which caused Dahyun to grab you by the hair and tug it back firmly, forcing you away.

”What have I said about your teeth Y/N?” She asked with a mildly annoyed tone, albeit she was not being serious although during you daze, you couldn’t help but whimper at her tone.

“T-To be careful.” You responded, which Dahyun responded with a hum.

Dahyun released you hair and instead leaned down to press her own open kisses to your neck, traveling down to your shoulder point before biting down hard, the pain making you squeal but then moan at the possessiveness and the pleasure it imposed on your body. Dahyun pulled away with a smile, her hand moving to tracing the bite mark in some sort of soothing motion.

“I need to go out in public sweetie, but you on the other hand...it sounds liek I need to remind you who your owner is.”

Dahyun knew that she could not entirely blame you for seeing the hybrid sitter for a sense of relief to your vulnerable state because hybrids in their heat tend to lose their logical thinking and tend to look for the closest warm body to help them during their moment of need, but still...the fact that you were her hybrid but sought after someone else did affect her pride a bit; which in turn, motivated her to remind you who you belonged to.

And it seemed to understood where she was coming from, albeit you were instilled with a sense of fear as you gazed at Dahyun’s slightly hardened eyes.

“P-Please Dahyun, d-don’t leave me, I-I didn’t mean to-”

Dahyun didn’t let you finish as she instead cupped you, immediately greeted with your slick which had been procured by your own hand since being locked away. You immediately moaned at the touch, your words becoming lost in your throat as Dahyun experimentally rubbed against you, but her thumb immediately sought your hardened nub, circling it teasingly as she lowered her lips to your ear.

“Don’t worry sweetie, I won’t leave you. I am just going to show you what it means to be mine.”

You moaned at the possessive edge of Dahyun’s words and eagerly responded to her kiss as she entered two fingers into your warm cavern setting a steady pace to satiate your immediate desire while also asserting her own dominance over you.

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung honestly did not know how much luckier she could get in this moment, especially since anything she ever thought she needed faded in comparison to the opportunity to show you how much she loved you.

Chaeyoung couldn’t help but stare at you in memorization as you rocked against her thigh, whining and moaning in pleasured while her finger tips dug into your hips, forcing you to move fasted against her while she sat on the living room couch, both of you naked as the day you were born. Both of your bodies were coated in a layer of sweat and had flushed cheeks which highlight your respective excitement and overheating from the intense session the two of you have been having.

Whenever you were heat, an entirely new side came out of you. While you were usually reserved and at times snooty, whenever you need Chaeyoung, you became so reliant on her touch to get anywhere. Despite wanting to have nothing to do with her in the beginning, you have easily fallen into rhythm with Chaeyoung and accepted the love and adoration she had for you.

And the fact she was a passionate lover was so helpful for you during your heats, as she did not stop until you were fully satiated no matter how many hours it may take.

Your claws dug painfully into her shoulders but Chaeyoung did not even react to them as she instead leaned forward to suckle at your chest, causing you to moan twice as loud before one of your hand ministrations cradle the back of her head, keeping her close and encouraging her to continue with her ministrations.

“H-Harder!’ You yowled, or demanded, which Chaeyoung immediately obeyed as she hollowed her cheeks as she sucked at your nipped, twirling her tongue around it before lightly biting against it, prompting another sharp gasp and moan out of you.

“C-Chaetoung!” Yous creamed, your hips moving even more sloppily against her which she only encouraged, tensing her leg to try provide you more friction which was nearly instantaneously. Your slick was already coating her leg and your head was thrown back in pleasure while you kept chasing that peak of pleasure until Chaeyoung released on of your hips to pinch your hardened nub, finally pushing you over the peak of pleasure.

You screamed as you came, thrusting yourself forward on Chaeyoung to cling at her, teeth immediately going to her shoulder to bite down hard. Your teeth pierced her skin and Chaeyoung couldn’t help but hiss at the sensation, albeit she couldn’t help but smile at the action as it was a sign of marking from a passionate hybrid who waited to stake their claim on the one that they deemed at theirs. You have given her the mark plenty of times during intimate session, but during her heat, it seemed your possession of her only increased tenfold due to your instincts begging for you to be ravished by a partner.

However, the only one who would ever be able to ravish you again would be Chaeyoung, as she wanted you and planned to be the only one to care for you, not that you minded as any life filled of pain and suffering that you experienced before was all but forgotten ever since Chaeyoung brought you into her life.

You trembled in her arms, the aftershocks of such an intensive session getting the better of you, causing Chaeyoung to coo and gently rub at your ears as you attempted to recover.

“Awww my sweet little baby. Are you feeling alright?” She teased, knowing how fabulous you felt since your release.

You didn’t give her a verbal answer, but judging from the bright flush which embarrassed down yo your shoulders told Chaeyoung that you were immensely pleased with her efforts but were too embarrassed to thank her, which prompted Chaeyoung to laugh before moving the two of you until your back was pressed against the couch and she was on top of you. You moved to look at Chaeyoung in confusion but was instead met with a pair of lips which insistently moved against yours, causing you to close your eyes and meet Chaeyoung tongue as she entered your mouth.

Yo absolutely drove Chaeyoung crazy and she was quite surprised with herself with how intensely she craved you. But then again, she practically fell in love at first sight of you, and just being able to have you in her arms like this was such a blessing. A blessing she was thankful for repeatedly, as highlighted through her kissing down your jaw, throat an chest until she was reaching you abdomen, where she pressed a ticklish kiss to your hip bone.

“You are so needy my baby.” She teased, smiling at your lack of rebuttal as you knew it was true, She winked at you as she parted your still trembling legs and moved towards your core. “But it makes me glad that you are needy for me.”

You didn’t even bother to try say anything as once Chaeyoung’s mouth was on you, your legs immediately enclosed themselves around Chaeyoung’s head, your head getting thrown back in pleasure while you clutched at the back and armrest of the couch, hip moving along with Chaeyoung’s tongue thrusts, attempting to get as much pleasure as she could from Chaeyoung’s ministrations.

Chaeyoung absolutely loved it whenever you went into heat, because it gave her a weeks-worth of opportunity to show how much she loved you, both physically and emotionally. And she would make sure that the both of you were sated every hour, every day until the end of your cycle. And judging by how loudly you were screaming her name, she can assume that you are appreciating her efforts.

Tzuyu

Tzuyu couldn’t help but feel nervous because it was her first time having to be intimate with someone, and yet she was giddy due to the fact that it was with you. It has been difficult for her to be able to connect with others, and yet you were someone who offered her infinite love and loyalty that you managed to make the most recent move much more bearable.

And now you needed her. Badly.

Your whines for her echoed around the room, making Tzyu flush as she crept closer to her bed dressed in nothing but her underwear. You were completely naked, having been for the past while as you tried to tend to yourself, not wanting to push Tzuyu and yet craving her so badly.

It was only natural for hybrids to seek out their owners or other hybrids to be able to be tended to during their heat, but you did not want anyone else but Tzuyu. She was your master, your mistress, your owner, your everything. Tzuyu always felt your boundless love for her, and even in moments of such extreme vulnerability, your love for her was more obvious, such as the slick which was messing on her sheets.

Eyeing the sheen on your thighs, Tzuyu couldn’t help but swallow nervously as she crawled towards you, your honey colored eyes locking with hers, prompting your tail to wag excitedly at her approach, but at the same time you whined and twisted your body into yourself, seeking a energy of release despite Tzuyu being so close. Tzuyu paused when she was close to you, unsure what she was to do first, but then she slowly reached out and laid a hand on your thigh, which prompted you to immediately swing yourself on your back and part your legs for her, making Tzuyu yelp at your obvious excitement.

“M-Master.” You panted, your golden ears propped up excitedly, making Tzuyu’s nerves increase tenfold.

She has tried her best to research the best course of action, both through books, the internet and some of the friends she managed to make due to bonding over the ownership of hybrids but nothing really prepared her for the real thing. But then again, she was willing to do this, since she declined her friends offers to allow their hybrids to tend to your needs instead since Tzuyu was still a new owner to a hybrid.

While it would have been easier to simply let you be tended to by another hybrid, she did not like that idea. You were currently experiencing your first heat and it should not be dealt with by someone who did not know or have a close bond with. You deserved to be treated with love and gentleness, just as you would treat someone due to your compassionate nature. And the only one close enough to you to do such a thing was Tzuyu.

Tzuyu adored you with everything that she had, becoming so connected to you that it was almost as if the two of you had known each other all your lives. Hence why Tzuyu motivated herself to crawl closed to you, settling between your legs in order to prop herself on top of you, her face hovering above yours.

“Y/N.” She whispered your name before pressing her lips to yours in a kiss, it triggering the start of many more as your immediately went to clutch at her neck, fingers tangling themselves in her hair while your legs went to wrap around her waist and tug her body down.

Tzuyu yelped into the kiss when you tugged her down, her body getting pressed to your entirely bare one, eliciting a pleasurable spark through her body despite the newness of the sensation. You seemed to melt under her body, clutching at her tightly before you suddenly began rutting your hips against her own, seeking for some type of friction while your sweet arousal began to smear itself on Tzuyu’s lower stomach, making her blush.

She attempted to pull away for some air, but you held firmly onto her, moaning against her lips while your tongue sought hers. You were so excited that Tzuyu was tending to you that you have forgotten your own strength, to the extent that Tzuyu eventually had no choice but to grab at your hair and tug your head back in order to give herself the chance to breathe again. But instead of feeling hurt but the sharp pain, your whined in pleasure at the sensation of your hair being pulled, your mouth open in pants as you stared at Tzuyu lustfully.

“Master.”

You called out to her so needily, so desperately, so...lustfully, it made Tzuyu flush brightly, but also prompt her to lean down and press a kiss to your pulse point, a sweet tender touch while one of her hands ventured your body.

Her fingers glided down your collarbone and sternum before hesitantly moving to one of your breasts, where she cupped you, prompting a sharp gasp out of you which made her flinch away but then return when she realized it was a gasp of pleasure. Tzuyu bit her lip as she squeezed and groped, experimenting with the touching pressure before alternating to your other breast, her eyes fixed on your face as she watched your expression with fascination.

“Master...master...master.” You continuously repeated, speaking as if you were in some kind of trance and praying to some kind of deity. A smile was constant on your face, albeit it would be removed from the gasps that kept escaping from you in response to Tzuyu’s touch.

Suddenly feeling an urge to be close, Tzuyu removed her hand from your chest to instead slide under your body and embrace you tightly, her face going to your neck to nuzzle against it. Your arms automatically wrapped themselves tighter around her body, lightly digging your claws into her back to give the threat of pain and yet not following through on it. You would never hurt Tzuyu and it made Tzuyu smiled as she pressed another kiss to your neck before moving to kiss your jaw.

“I love you Y/N.” She confessed, the words needed to be said before she continued any further, which prompted your tail to wag excitedly underneath the two of you as you moved to press an excited kiss to her forehead.

“I love you too!” you exclaimed before you suddenly spun the two of you around so that you were now pressing Tzuyu to the mattress, your tail wagging constantly as you stared into Tzuyu’s shocked eyes. “I love you! I love you! I love you!”

Tzuyu had read that words would have a strong impact on your even more so during your heat, but she did not realize that it would be this impactful. But despite of it, Tzuyu couldn’t help but laugh before wrapping her hands behind your neck and tugging you down into a kiss, immediately opening her mouth to allow you entrance as you eagerly responded. While she was still nervous, your jolliness just settled her a little bit, and Tzuyu couldn’t stop the small sense of pride as she wrapped her legs around your waist and experimentally rocked her hips against yours, making you suddenly growl in pleasure at feeling her clothed core against your own.

With a bit of effort and confidence, Tzuyu twisted her hips to knock you off balance and give her the opportunity to be the one on top again. But instead of being shocked, you instead pulled her into another kiss, rutting your hips against hers against for friction, which prompted Tzuyu to press her lower half against yours in some sort of pinning, but not for longer.

She pulled away with a gasp for air, but instead of stopping, she instead moved to kiss along your neck, experimenting with your different reactions as she kissed different area, smiling at the times you reacted the loudest. She was still learning, but something tells her that you will be a quick study to figure out what you liked. Hopefully she will be able to please enough, although judging from your reactions, she thinks that she will able to tend to your properly.

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alcoholfreenayeon · 9 months ago

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G!p Dachaetzu x 10th twice member reader smut pls

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CW: G!p DaChaeTzu x Reader, Caring Dahyun, Competitive Chaeyoung, Jealous Tzuyu, Smut, NSFW, slight fluff, creampie, breeding, somewhat hardcore, oral

A/N: sorry this took longer than expected and I hope it was worth🙂‍↕️. Also Tzuyu solo!

“UGH BUT WHY!”, you protest, looking at your your youngest Unnies with a pout. “You three always bully me.”

Tzuyu smirks, “It’s because you always act extra bratty towards us.”

“Only because you try to treat me like I’m the baby.”, you complain, keeping your pout.

“But you are”, Chaeyoung giggles triumphantly.

“No, the four of us are.”, you say quietly folding your arms and glaring up at them defiantly.

Dahyun sighs, trying not to smile, “Come on, don’t joke around. Tell us already.”

“No.”, you say adamantly.

The three of them exchange glances with one another before suddenly cornering you. “What are you three-”, you begin but Chaeyoung shushes you with a finger on your lip.

“No more talking from you until we say so.”, Chaeyoung says firmly.

You grit your teeth and glare but keep quiet, trying to act casual.

“Now just admit it.”, Tzuyu says with a smirk.

“Yes just get it over with already.”, Dahyun agrees.

“No! I don’t know what you all are talking about!”, you squeal.

Chaeyoung sighs, “Fine, I’ll tell you then if you are not going to admit it but you are going to be punished for making me do it and not confessing.”

“No! I have nothing to confess! Why am I getting punished for no reason!”, you try to push past them but they don’t budge, in fact Tzuyu grabs your wrist and Dahyun the other one to keep you in place while Chaeyoung smirks at you.

“You like being told what to do don’t you…”, Chaeyoung says softly, her index finger poking against your chin.

You feel your cheeks heat up at that, “What-no! It’s not…it’s nothing like that!”

“Mm…is that so Chaeyoungie”, Dahyun says grinning, giving your wrist a little squeeze before tracing a finger by your cheek.

“It’s true”, Tzuyu says assuredly, “I have seen her get flustered when the Unnies get strict with her.”

“No that was…”, you try to argue but fail to find any convincing reply and in fact begin to feel quite helpless under their mercy.

“So are you going to get flustered….if we order you around too?”, Chaeyoung asks, smirking and leaning in close, almost kissing you.

“You better be”, Tzuyu says authoritatively, her finger tracing your neck, “I wanna see you be helpless for me.

You gasp softly from their touches, feeling your body begin to heat up slowly. “But that’s…this is…we shouldn’t….ah…”, you stop when Dahyun turns your head and begins to kiss you lovingly, you feel yourself melt into the kiss, your face heating up as Dahyun takes control. Just as you begin to kiss her back, Dahyun pulls away, smirking.

“You see. It’s not bad right. We can take care of you too. You’ll really like it I’m sure.”, Tzuyu comments, her hands running down your back making you shiver slightly.

You turn to look at her, biting your bottom lip nervously and Tzuyu smiles, brushing some hair off your face before leaning in slowly and begins to kiss you and you kiss her right back, feeling your face heat up but right now you don’t care much about that. A few moments later the two of you pull away and you look at her shyly while Tzuyu grins,“Good girl.”

“Now….”, Chaeyoung begins, pulling you closer, her hands on your hips, giving a quick squeeze before she begins to pull you towards the sofa. She pushes you down on it and gets on her knees, her hands on your thighs as she looks up to you, “let us take care of you…”

You swallow nervously, looking down at Chaeyoung, your legs squirming against each other. Dahyun sits next to you, her fingers interlocking with yours, “Just relax”, she says with a smile and wink. You take a deep breath and nod.

Chaeyoung grins and begins to take off your shorts before smirking as she sees your panties. Your face flushes, “What.”, you demand.

“Nothing, it’s cute”, she replies before beginning to kiss your thighs loudly. Moving inwards slowly as her kisses get longer. Meanwhile Dahyun lovingly makes out with you, using one hand to hold yours while using the other to explore your body slowly. You feel yourself blush hard into the kiss. Okay. It was time to admit it, you may have had a tiny crush on Dahyun once. She was always so kind and supportive to you. You couldn’t help it. She was also so charismatic and funny. Your thoughts get interrupted when you softly moan into the kiss as you feel Chaeyoung suck on your inner thighs while gently tracing your pussy through your panties.

You shiver slightly and try to focus on Dahyun’s lips, grabbing her face softly. Chaeyoung continues to tease you frustratingly, leaving marks on your legs while softly rubbing you through your panties, watching you get soaked and drench your underwear in your juices. You sigh shakily, pulling away from Dahyun, “Chae…chaeyoung please…”.

You squeal when you feel her slap your thighs before she pokes a finger to feel your clit through the fabric, “Who are calling Chaeyoung. I am your unnie.”

You gasp at her touch as she starts to trace circles softly sending shivers down your spine while she digs her nails into your left leg, “But I’ve always called you-ah!”. Another slap on your thigh. “Why!”, you moan out.

“Because”, Chaeyoung begins, her fingers starting to caress your leg softly while she slips her finger in your panties, coating her finger in your juices as she rubs your pussy in a circular motion. “I am older than you and because clearly you like it.”

You feel your face go red yet again, “what no! That’s…yeah you are older but….its not”, your voice getting more and more quiet as Chaeyoung looks up at you, daring you to challenge her, “it’s not true…unnie”, you say feeling embarrassed but turned on at the same time.

Chaeyoung smirks, “Good.”. She then begins to take off your panties as well leaving your lower half completely naked. You try to distract yourself by leaning in to kiss Dahyun again but she stops you and begins to take off your top. Now you are completely naked, you cover your breasts with your arms but that only makes Dahyun giggle. “You are so cute”, she chuckles before leaning and kissing your forehead, she then slowly moves your arms away and admires the view.

Meanwhile Chaeyoung slowly makes her way to your pussy, kissing and teasing you all the way, it feels almost torturous. Finally after what seems like eternity she gives a soft kiss your lower lips causing you to sigh before she begins to slowly eat you out. Licking your pussy once bottom to top and then top to bottom slowly. She then begins to lick you properly but slowly as if she’s taking in your taste first, building an appetite for it. She starts to lap up your juices faster after a few moments but deliberately avoids your clit, eating you out skillfully. Your breathing becomes heavier as you gasp and try to grip the sofa but your hand keeps slipping.

Dahyun giggles at your reaction, taking both of your hands and holding them as she turns your head and begins to kiss you sloppily. She gives your palm a soft squeeze as she makes out with you, loving it as you moan into the kisses.

Chaeyoung continues to explore your pussy with her tongue, flicking it all over before finally pushing it inside causing your arch and gasp. She greedily laps up your juices, slurping and licking nosily from how wet you were at this point. All of a sudden she begin to use her thumb on your clit, stimulating it in circular motions.

You squeeze Dahyun’s hands tightly as wrap your legs around Chaeyoung’s head suddenly as you feel really close to cumming. You feel your breaths quicken and you couldn’t think clearly anymore. You moan out loudly, gritting your teeth as you feel the pleasure building up. You begin to pant and scream as you cum, all the built up tension and pleasure being let out at once. Your entire body jolts as the pleasure overtakes you. It takes a few moments for you to regain your senses, you keep panting as you glance at Dahyun who looks at you with a smile and Chaeyoung who smirks as she wipes her mouth with two fingers before licking them cleaning.

“That…that was so good”, you manage in between pants. “I didn’t know I could cum that hard…”, you glance at Chaeyoung shyly, “unnie…”

Chaeyoung grins as she stands, “don’t worry, this is just the beginning y/n…in fact I have barely started-ah!”, she winces as she’s pushed aside by Tzuyu.

Tzuyu glares at you, her jaw clenching, “It’s my turn now. You both had your fun with her already. She’s mine now.”, she declared, putting a hand on your shoulder possessively.

“Eh? But I’ve barely even-”, Chaeyoung started to protest.

“I don’t care. My turn now.”, Tzuyu snaps.

Dahyun covers her mouth while trying not to smile as she knows the reason for Tzuyu’s erratic behavior. Chaeyoung on the other hand seems puzzled but is willing to let you go to Tzuyu.

“Fine…your turn now…”, Chaeyoung shrugs, sticking out her tongue at Tzuyu who only rolls her eyes.

Tzuyu then grabs you by your wrist and begins to lead you away. “Where are we…”, you ask.

“To my room.”, Tzuyu says plainly.

“What was up with her?”, Chaeyoung asks Dahyun who giggles.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice but Tzuyu had a huge crush on Y/N for a while, it passed but she still feels really jealous and possessive of her.”, Dahyun explained with a chuckle and Chaeyoung grinned mischievously, “How selfish of her to not want to share.”

You run out of breath as Tzuyu kisses you deeply and longingly, her hands holding your face gently but firmly. She pulls away, panting looking at you, “Y/N….I want you so bad….”.

Your face flushes as you understand what Tzuyu is implying, did she really want to…? “Tzuyu…”, you begin, as you put your hand on her thigh and then gasp sharply, that couldn’t be..?

“You are making me this horny..”, She replies sheepishly.

You purse your lip and try to clear your mind but all you could think about was how much Tzuyu wanted you and how horny you were feeling….,“Fine let’s do it.”, you say as a matter of factly, pulling your self over onto the center of the bed and laying on your back.

Tzuyu bites her lips as she looks at you before slowly starting to undress. She takes off her shirt revealing her breasts and abs which you can’t help but stare at. She then slowly begins to take off her pants and you finally see her cock. You stare at it in disbelief.

“Will that even fit?”, you ask nervously.

Tzuyu smirks, “only one way to find out”, she says as she gets closer to you, spreading your legs wide and taking a deep breath as she lines up her cock making you tremble as you feel her poke your entrance.

You take a couple deep breaths and gasp when you feel her begin to push her cock in, throwing your head back and gripping the bedsheets tightly as you feel your walls get stretched. “Oh..oh god….”, you moan out as Tzuyu keeps pushing in deeper and deeper, you can feel her cock throb and twitch with need in you now. She then begins to slowly thrust, sighing from your warmth.

“You are so tight”, Tzuyu moans out as she thrusts a bit harder, her hands on your shoulders, gripping them tightly as she finds her rhythm. You can’t speak, the sheer size of her is already blowing your mind but the way she also knows how to use her cock is just leaving you in unimaginable pleasure as Tzuyu manages to hit your sweet spot each thrust. The two of look into each other’s eyes, panting hard as you both lose yourselves into the primal desires. Tzuyu begins to thrust harder, faster and deeper as she lifts up your legs and pushes them back until your ankles are on either side of your face. Her tip crashes against your cervix each thrust now. You can’t think anymore, only moaning and screaming out her name as she pounds you relentlessly. When you cum, your eyes roll back, your walls clenching as they try to milk Tzuyu’s cock but she keeps on fucking you. She’s fucking you so good you didn’t even manage to fully come down from your first orgasm before the second one hits you, you scream in pleasure, your legs shaking helplessly as Tzuyu holds them firmly, she’s looking at you with glassy eyes as she’s trying her best to long as long as she can but the sight of you cumming and screaming her name, the way your walls keep trying to milk her cock is starting to make it very difficult for her.

She keeps on fucking you roughly until she finally groans and thrusts deeply one last time, hilting her cock deep inside one last time as she begins to cum, wave after wave of hot semen spurting out and crashing against your cervix which triggers your third orgasm. She keeps on cumming, spilling more and more of her seed inside you to the point you are completely filled and you feel it slowly dripping out of your pussy.

You groan as Tzuyu slowly pulls out leaving a feeling of emptiness behind and more cum leaks out of you. Your legs feel a little sore and you can’t seem to catch your breath.

“I’m…I’m going to get water…”, Tzuyu says panting, she gives your cheek a little pat before coming back after a minute and hands you a bottle. You drink the water grateful and start to feel really shy as what just happened starts to sink in.

“You were really good y/n…”, Tzuyu sighs as she wipes her forehead, she lays down and closes her eyes, “I wanna do this again soon..”, she says calmly before seemingly dozing off.

“Hey!”, you protest as you blush, “you can’t just say stuff like that after we’ve just…ugh!”, you give up as you see she’s slept already. “Whatever”, you pout.

“Finally….I thought you both were going to take forever.”, Chaeyoung says standing at the door.

You gasp and quickly cover yourself, “Hey!”.

Chaeyoung grins, “There’s nothing I haven’t already seen before baby. Now come on, it’s my turn now.”

You feel your face burn, “what do you mean? I’ve just..with Tzuyu, and I’m feeling tired, I can’t just-”

Chaeyoung looks at you darkly, “Mmm..I don’t care about that, I’m feeling competitive and I know I can be just as good as Tzuyu if not better.” She signals you to follow her and you sigh in defeat before following her to her room.

“What.”, you say defiantly as you sit on her bed.

She looks down at you and suddenly grabs your jaw, “So rude. I’m gonna have to pound some manners into you. You’ve already forgotten how you are to address me. Saying this, she flips you over and puts you on all fours, squeezing your ass before grabbing your hips tightly, lining up her cock, “I hope you are ready, I’m not going to go easy on you like Tzuyu or Dahyun…”. Before you can respond she presses her tip against your entrance making you gasp.

“Wa-wait…u-unnie…I’m still sensitive from-”, you get cut off as Chaeyoung slams her whole cock in at once, your eyes widening and jaw dropping. It takes a few moments for your body to register what happened before a burst of pleasure overtakes you causing you to scream.

Chaeyoung smirks, “See you are already learning”, she continues to thrust hard and deep, grinding her cock against your cervix every few thrusts making you gasp. Your hands already feel shaky and you don’t know how much longer you can last like this before they give out. However, Chaeyoung had a solution for that as all of a sudden, her hands left your hips and grabbed both your hands just below your elbows and pulled them back, making you arch and moan. She then pulls them back more, making your head raise before continuing to fuck you. Her teeth grit as she fucks you harder. You cum. Your entire body shaking and you already feel another orgasm building up even though you’ve not even finished cumming yet. Chaeyoung lets go of one of your hands and then pulls your head back by pulling your hair, “I want you to scream for me each time my cock makes you cum.”, she growls into your ear. You can’t reply, you just whine and she lets go and pulls back your arm again. You scream as she makes you cum again. You are starting to lose your mind, all you care about right now is how good she’s fucking your brains out. You moan loudly when you feel Chaeyoung thrust faster, you can feel her cock twitching restlessly as she gets closer until you hear her groan and unload inside you. You feel her warm seed flood your insides throughly as her cock throbs out more and more cum. She then lets go of your hands and you collapse on the bed, your ass still raised. Chaeyoung grins and gives it a spank causing you to moan softly, you feel her cum beginning to leak out of you and sigh. Then you moan in surprise when you feel another cock prodding at your entrance and lazily turn to see Dahyun looking at your with lust.

“It’s my turn now y/n…I know you are tired but fucking hell your moans and screams have really turned me on.”, Dahyun says before slowly pushing her cock in, you sigh loudly and groan as you feel your pussy get stretched again. This feels right. This feels good. It’s all you can think as Dahyun rhythmically fucks you, her cock hitting that one spot each thrust which makes your eyes roll every time. You moan loudly as cum quickly, your whole body quivering with pleasure when all of a sudden, Chaeyoung lifts your head up by your hair and beckons you to open your mouth. You lazily oblige before she puts her cock in all the way to the back of your throat. You gag slightly but do your best to suck her off as she lazily strokes your hair. You are in complete bliss at this point as you feel so full, warm and used. Dahyun’s strokes are breathtaking while Chaeyoung is fucking your mouth. Dahyun groans and starts to thrust faster and Chaeyoung’s grip on your hair tightens. You cum hard and clench Dahyun’s cock tightly which the vibrations from your whimpers and moans making both girls groan and cum at the same time, in turn making you cum again, your pussy pulsating as Dahyun’s semen fills you up and your mouth is filled with Chaeyoung cum now which you slowly swallow.

Now exhausted, Chaeyoung and Dahyun pull out and fall to the bed, their breathing calming and they slowly fall asleep. You groan as you slowly roll over and sit up, your whole body feeling sore. You slowly get up and make your way out of the room and head back to Tzuyu’s room where you spot her already awake. “Tzuyu…”, you say sheepishly.

She pouts as she watches you climb on the end and lay down, ready to sleep. “I’m not going to let you end this without me”, Tzuyu managed tiredly, getting on top of you again, pressing her weight against you and pushing her cock in again making you sigh loudly as she stretches you once again. She thrusts once, twice and then sighs loudly, breathing softly as she had fallen asleep from exhaustion. You chuckle softly and stroke her back, blinking slowly before you pass out as well, excited for what happens when you wake up…..

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