#izone scenarios

[wonijin]

DEUCE

should you have known that you'd be in the same team as your rival, you would never thought of attending this school. now, you'd have to put up with ahn yujin's unwanted company more than you'd like.

tags: ahn yujin/female reader. volleyball au. angst. 1.1k words.

warnings: foul language

“seems like coach is wasting another starting spot tonight.”

“and i cant believe we’d have to pull your weight again, ahn.”

you thought you’d finally escape her. but alas, the bane of your existence, ahn yujin, stands in front of you.

she had been the most annoying thorn by your side ever since you were children. you had the unpleasure of meeting her during a practice match with their school back when you were both still in elementary. your personalities clashed in every possible way upon meeting, making both of you rivals ever since.

“i pray every second of my life for you get benched.” yujin scoffed, her held high, eyes peering from above.

“it’s sweet you dedicate time to think of me. i can’t say the same to you,” you say, plastering a fake smile.

before yujin could answer through her smirk, the coach interrupted and called your names. “why dont you both pair for warmups? i don't need you two going at it throughout the game.”

“that im too magnificent to be in the same room as you.” yujin snapped back without missing a beat. she pressed on your back to help you reach tour toes, her hands heavy like an anvil.

“that im too magnificent to be in the same room as you.” yujin snapped back without missing a beat. she pressed on your back to help you reach tour toes, her hands heavy like an anvil.

“that im too magnificent to be in the same room as you.” yujin snapped back without missing a beat. she pressed on your back to help you reach tour toes, her hands heavy like an anvil.

“you’re so full of yourself. im wondering how you haven't choked on your massive ego yet.” you slapped her hands away and walked towards your bag, knowing full well that she’d drive you up a wall the longer you’re with her.

this exchange felt like it happened a lifetime before, it was a few hours ago. now, you’re staring at the ball in front of you.

the thundering cheers turned to a mere buzz. from the corner of your eyes, you catch the opposing team celebrating on the other side of the court.

“what the fuck was that? the ball was right in front of you!” yujin shoved you and before you could stumble backwards, she caught your shoulders.

the taller girl stared at you, too drowned in the feeling of defeat to answer. she was overwhelmed with fury and you were in daze.

yujin opened her mouth to speak but stopped when you slapped her firm hands away and waking off without turning back or uttering a single word.

she stared at your retreating figure. not only minutes after when she realized you were completely out of her vision did she jogged towards the opposite direction. not without sparing the opposing team a glance.

the sounds of ball hitting the floor and shoes squeaking spilled outside the four walls of the school gym and reached yujin’s ears. she already knew who was practicing late this night before even sliding the door open.

you jumped—no, flew until your hand met the volleyball up in the air, hitting it hard enough for it to dig on the other side. if you noticed yujin slipping through the court, you said nothing.

you feet touched the ground with a thud and you waste no time to pick up another ball. yujin’s eyes squinted and she stepped closer until she was a step behind the green line and your tear stricken face was visible.

sweat and tears glisten on your skin, shining under the lights of the gym. she watched as you serve after serve, still wearing the uniform from the game earlier. a breath escaped her lips before her feet brought her inside the lines.

“no wonder you’re serves are shittier than always. your tears wont make it better, stupid.”

she sighed one last time at your tear stricken face and before she knew it, she was running after each ball you served. it didn’t matter where you aimed, she was there to receive it.

“you've gotta do better than that. stop going easy on me!” yujin’s voiced echoed throughout the walls and you replied with a frustrated scream of your own. “fuck you!”

“come at me then! is this all you’ve got?” every time yujin opened her mouth, it was to taunt you. you’re aware that she’s deliberately pushing your buttons. you’re too busy letting your frustrations out to think why.

by now, the tears have stopped flowing and fatigue started to envelope your body. but yujin understands you wouldn’t stop, just like how she wouldn’t if she was in your place.

so yujin held her hands up in a ‘T’, a timeout. you both know that she was half as tired as you. yet, it would be much later when you both realized this action was dedicated to you.

yujin sat down and wiped her sweat with the hem of her shirt, her eyes never leaving you as you chug a bottle of water. her thoughts wander as she fully lays on her back.

“i shouldn’t have let number four get to me and focused on offense.” yujin admitted suddenly. ‘like you said’, the words hang on her tongue, unable to be voiced.

yujin heard you choking on your water. even she, herself, is surprised at her outburst. she’d never imagined a moment where you’ll both show vulnerability to each other.

but here you were, sniffling and throwing a tantrum. and here she were, declaring her guiltiness and contemplation.

as the ceiling stares back at her, yujin wants to apologize for what she said after the game. but not letting you bear responsibility alone is the best she can do right now.

“and i should’ve trusted your blocks more.” you looked awkward as you crouched in front of her, handing her your water bottle.

yujin muttered a small thanks, almost inaudible. the small quirk of her lips hidden as she gulped the the remaining water. she felt your presence as you joined her on the cold hard floor.

her eyes drifted towards you propped up against your elbows. and deep in her heart, she's slowly coming to realize why she biked all the way back to school. why she knows you’d be here wallowing. why she’s here with you.

her play wouldn’t be her biggest regret of today if she let you mourn a loss on your own. but this revelation would be for another day.

today, yujin plays the role of an annoying team mate who’s using her annoyingness to let your bottled frustrations out.

[forhereyesonlyyy]

can't you see me? (i've seen you.) // ive, ayj. // one-shot.

in which the resident dork ahn yujin gets a major makeover coming into junior year, but you've always liked her thick glasses and messy personality.

word count: 5.8k

author's note: WHOAAAAA user forhereyesonly is finally uploading her promised one-shot after months of radio silence?! miracles do happen!! but in all seriousness, i'm sorry i took so long but here i am, letting you all know that i am indeed alive and well. i actually finished this one-shot months ago but i have been swamped with Life but now i am letting it fly! i hope you all enjoy reading this!! (i will be making a masterlist for ive soon! oh, and if there are any mistakes, pls look away lmao.)

tags: high school au, fluff, mutual pining, friends to lovers, wlw, hopeless romantics, useless lesbians, pls help the reader she is crushing so hard, everything goes over the reader's head unless she gets hit with the truth in the face, very brief weaboo war bcs i miss my weaboo days.

warnings: none.

September. Junior year. Ahn Yujin becomes the talk of the town.

She ditched the short hair and bangs, the oversized sweaters, the baggy sweatpants, the comics and manga she always had stuffed in her bag, and her glasses. It was all replaced by long and shiny light brown hair, clothes that hugged her slender body, unnecessarily expensive-looking school supplies, and clear contact lenses that made her eyes burn with a certain fire.

You can admit that just like everyone else, you were awestruck when you first saw her saunter down the hallway on the first day of school. Who wouldn't? Ahn Yujin has always been drop-dead gorgeous, at least that was your opinion. She has always caught your eye, even when she was wearing those adorable black-rimmed glasses. You didn't see the whole situation as a 'makeover' but more of an... 'upgrade'.

Although it was not like Ahn Yujin of all people needed it.

Ever since her big 'makeover', Yujin was the only thing everyone was talking about. It made you uncomfortable how the boys would talk about her, but at least they weren't being gross. You just hated the fact that everyone was suddenly looking at her because she 'got pretty'. That claim made your blood boil. Even if you weren't good friends with Yujin, you would always consider her as the prettiest girl you've ever seen.

You were worried that Yujin did all this to be liked by everyone. She didn't need to. She had a heart of gold, a fun personality, interesting traits, and a natural talent at making people pay attention to her. That was what made you so interested in her, and that was what made you want to approach her and get to know her.

You just wished that people felt the same as you.

"It can't be helped that people just want to get in other people's pants, (Y/N)," Yuna tells you one day. Her statement made you hit her shoulder lightly, not liking the way she talks about Yujin. "It's true, though! Not everybody is pure and genuinely kind as you are. It's unfortunate, but it's how high school works."

"You spend too much time binging shows on Netflix is what it sounds like to me." Seeun quips. She smacks her lips and gives you your peach-flavored chapstick back, showing you her natural and beautiful smile. Yuna says something about how some shows accurately depict the way school days turn into fashion shows but you decided to shut her out and focus on Ahn Yujin, who was standing in front of her own locker surrounded by a couple of boys. Her poor soul.

Yujin looked like she was diligently listening to whatever those boys were saying, but her tight-lipped smile and frequent nods were a cry for help. Yujin's eyes leaves one of the loud boys for a second and meets yours. You flinched, she puts her attention back on the boys as if nothing happened.

"(Y/N), Ryujin's bored so she wants to take us to the outdoor theatre after school. Wanna come along?" Yuna asks. Without looking, you shut your locker tight and started walking towards Yujin, ignoring your friends' calls and questions. You've seen this situation before, and you always know what to do.

Yujin never asked you to do it, nor did you ever tell her that you would do it. But every time she had a crowd on her, her eyes would meet yours among the sea of people and something just pulls you to her.

"Hey, Yujin," You would say when you arrived in the crowd. Everyone would stop talking because you were (Y/N). Nobody dared to talk over you because you were harmless, you were nice, and Yujin knew you. "Ready to go?" You would reach out to her and she would take your hand without hesitation. The two of you always leave in silence.

Yujin would loosen her grip the more the two of you walk away from the crowd. You figured that being around that many boys would make her feel overwhelmed, no matter how calm and collected she looked. You stop in front of your locker where Seeun and Yuna watched the whole scene, as they have been doing countless times since Yujin gathered everybody's attention.

"Chivalry isn't dead," Yuna smirks. You rolled your eyes, and your hand slips out of Yujin's grip. "Although you should really grow a pair and reject them all at once, Yujin."

The girl in question sighs, "I should, but none of them ever even told me they like me! I don't want to look like a stuck-up." Yujin exclaimed. Even when stressed, she looked pretty. That was a weird observation but you just couldn't ignore it.

You failed to suppress a flinch when Yujin beams at you. "Thanks again, (Y/N). You're my hero." She tells you, leaning into you and bumping you gently with her shoulder.

"Don't mention it." You muttered, fiddling with the straps of your backpack. Seeun smiles at you with knowing eyes, but you ignore her.

The four of you make your way towards your first class which you all coincidentally share. Yuna and Yujin lead the way as they chatted loudly about everything; from their breakfast to their dinner plans. Meanwhile, you and Seeun trailed behind them. Quiet, which was unusual considering Seeun usually had something to say whether it was about her girlfriend Chaeyoung or schoolwork, but no. She seemed lost in her thoughts, but you were too.

Yujin would occasionally look back, mostly at you. It would be a quick glance so you usually don't have time to smile or do anything. You would always be too surprised to do anything at all. But this time, you catch her staring, you give her your best smile, she returns it, and flowers bloom everywhere.

Yujin always had that effect on you. She always will — thick glasses or nothing at all.

~

"Just tell her, (Y/N)."

Halfway through your third period, you excused yourself to the restroom to wash your hands. Coincidentally, Seeun was in the same restroom to do the same thing and one minute into making sure the soap covers every inch of your hands, she says that.

"Tell who what exactly, Seeun?"

You weren't really asking for real, but that was your last line of defense.

"Yujin. That you like her."

You scoffed, turning on the faucet and washing the soap off your hands, "I don't know what you're talking about. Yujin's our friend. I don't crush on friends." You stated. You avoid looking up in the mirror because you would definitely see Seeun staring at you. She always does that. Always trying to take everyone apart through her eyes.

"That's true. You don't. So why are you?" Seeun insists. Finally, you look at her, not bothering to dry your hands first.

Yujin isn't your first crush, of course not. There was Yeojin before her, and before Yeojin there was Lucy. Normally, you would tell your crush about your feelings because it would be too much for you to keep to yourself, and only to your friends. No matter what your crush said, whether they rejected you or accepted and returned your feelings, you would turn out fine. Most of the time you would even do something bold to make your feelings known, but there was something about Yujin that made you so terrified of doing anything that may give her a hint of what you feel for her.

It was her reputation, and what people made her out to be after her 'makeover'. All kinds of students took notice of her. Surely that would've changed Yujin's thoughts of everybody in some way, right?

Perhaps even her standards of what kind of person she should date?

"It's not even about whether or not she's into you," Seeun gives you some tissues, and you dried off your hands. You could really look at her this time. Of course, she was smiling. Seeun was genuinely concerned for what you were feeling, but she was really just here for the excitement of setting people up to date. She loved love. "What are you scared of, (Y/N)?" Seeun asked.

Sighing, you threw the soaked tissue paper into the garbage bin. There was no point in denying it now. "I... I don't want Yujin to think that I'm just like those boys." You admitted.

Seeun's smile only widens. She's beautiful, she really is, but you can't help but think that she was plotting something. It's always the pretty girls. "Yujin adores you. Trust me, (Y/N)." You blushed at your friend's words, but you shook your head.

"You don't know that, Ssen." You sighed.

"No, you don't know because you like her so much you can't even look at her to notice the little things she does!" Seeun exclaims, laughing slightly. You were always afraid that you'd show how much she means to you if you were to ever stare at Yujin for too long. You'd never admit that, though. Not to Seeun anyway.

"I don't know what to do. She's... out of my league. I mean, obviously." You said, gesturing to yourself.

Seeun clicks her tongue several times, "Nuh-uh, that's what we're not going to do, (Y/N). You're wonderful. Remember when I crushed on you? Yeah, wild times. Listen to me," Your friend takes your hands in hers. Her eyes shined with mischief. God, you feared for your life. "Ryujin is going to take you, me, Yuna, and Yujin to the outdoor theatre and you'll talk to Yujin, okay?"

Your eyebrows shots up at her words that indicated confessions, and you hated those!

"You'll talk to her and finally spare me and Yuna of the misery of watching you two play push and pull," Seeun wraps an arm around your shoulders and leads you out of the restroom. Your heart feels light once again. "Seriously. These two years have been hard for us."

Seeun thinks I'm wonderful. Yuna thinks I'm pure and kind.

You stared through the windows of your classroom after you parted with Seeun and returned to your classes, your attention drifting away from the lesson and going someplace else.

Your eyes slowly, almost automatically, move from the clear blue skies to one Ahn Yujin, who was sitting a few seats close to the front of the classroom in the middle row. Breathtaking. That's what she was.

What do you think of me, Yujin?

~

A few minutes away from the school, there stood a quaint ice cream parlor that you've grown to love. Yujin was the one who found it first, then Yuna started dragging all of you there every other week, mostly after a long and gruesome day in school. Today was one of those days, apparently.

"Yuna, you're smart. You're just lazy as fuck and refuse to take your studies seriously," Ryujin is Yuna's older sister, and she decided to join you and the girls early. She really was bored. Lia must be so busy with university if she can't even find the time to hang out with Ryujin on a Friday. "If I can graduate high school, then anyone can!"

"But it's really not my fault that Mr. Lee's lessons on logarithms are boring! And why do I even need to study that?!"

"It's part of the curriculum, Yuna."

"No shit it is! What I'm trying to say is that I don't need to learn about any of that since I'm going to be the biggest pop sensation after Britney Spears!" The youngest in the circle argued.

Yujin leans to your side, "Is she really serious about that?" She whispered.

You nodded, "Yes. She's going to be auditioning for that big entertainment company next weekend." You answered. It made you smile, how Yuna continues to dream big.

"Huh," Yujin takes a spoonful of her bubblegum ice cream. You looked at her, taking in her facial features. Her eyes were as clear as daylight. Your heart jumps every time they turn into crescent moons whenever she smiled and laughed. It was the classic Yujin thing to fall for. "Can I have some of that?" Yujin asks, pointing her spoon at your cup.

You barely touched your mocha ice cream, mostly due to the fact that you were more interested in hearing Ryujin talk about her life in med school. "Sure." You scooped up a good portion of your ice cream and urged for Yujin to take her spoon and scoop it off of yours, but to your surprise, she does the one thing you wished you would've done first.

Yujin leans in and eats the ice cream of your spoon instead. She grins at your bewildered reaction, satisfied with what she has done. "Thanks, (Y/N)."

Awkwardly, you let out a chuckle. You had no doubts that your face resembled the color of a beet. As much as you didn't want to make obvious that what Yujin absolutely sent your heart into overdrive, you were horrible at hiding that kind of feeling. So you hid behind your cup, pretending to be interested in the way the ice cream starts to melt. Yujin continues chatting with Ryujin and Yuna. But she was mostly instigating pointless debates just to see the sisters argue and talk over each other.

"I wish Chaeyoung was here to see this." Seeun mumbled from your left. You gently kicked her ankle under the table and glared at her. Seeun only laughs at the look on your face, and the two of you join the other three and their shenanigans.

There were a few things that changed. Yujin sat closer to you, and whenever she laughed, she would lean into your shoulder. She would also occasionally feed you her ice cream and blind you with her signature dimpled grin when you accepted. Mocha and bubblegum were wasn't among the best ice cream combinations out there, but you would never pass out on the opportunity to make Yujin happy.

Your ice cream continues to melt, and by the time Yujin and the others gets their second cup, yours turned into a drink. You decided not to get another one, not wanting to waste any more money. Yujin continues to feed you her ice cream, continues to charm you with her smiles, and continues to make you fall for her.

She can be mean like that sometimes.

"Do you know which movie they're going to be playing in the outdoor theatre tonight?" Seeun asks Yuna. The four of you stood outside the entrance of the ice cream parlor as you waited for Ryujin to pull up at the sidewalk with her truck. She had it parked somewhere else, saying that she didn't feel like having it right in front of the entrance. And she calls Yuna lazy.

Your stomach was full from all the ice cream you consumed. The things I do to make the girl I like happy. You were totally not looking forward to suffering to your choice of not buying food from the several vendors at the theatre's vicinity.

"Heathers. They have a thing for playing classic movies in there," Yuna laughs to herself. "They're basically setting up the perfect coming-of-age date to all the hopeless romantics out there." She says. You couldn't miss the way she quickly glanced at you, and you held back the urge to roll your eyes.

"I love Heathers." You and Yujin say simultaneously. Her enthusiastic grin melts your heart, especially under the pleasant lighting the street lamps offered.

"I didn't know you two were into those movies," Seeun says. She definitely did. "Aren't you just perfect for each other?" She teased. Maybe you were it was all in your imagination, but you saw how Yujin shyly averted her gaze somewhere else. She started chewing on the corner of her lips, a bad habit that always surfaces when she's nervous. Or incredibly flustered.

Yeah, it's the bubblegum ice cream. They put something in there that's making me delusional.

"As much as I'll be happy for the two of you when you date, I don't think I can handle another sickeningly sweet pair around me." Yuna fakes disgust in her face. It almost made you spiral into madness at how she was clearly insinuating that you and Yujin would eventually be together.

More than friends. As a real couple.

Your cheeks burned at the idea. Your friends could use them as heating pads in the winter.

"Alright, my children! Hop in the Ryujinmobile!" The older Shin finally arrives. Yuna wastes no team and runs towards the passenger seat. Seeun groans, realizing she lost the battle before it even started.

Seeun settles on sitting on the left-most side of the backseat, you sat on the middle, and Yujin sat closest towards the right side.

"There's some blankets in there, use it. It'll be freezing by the time the movie starts playing." Ryujin says as she started driving towards the recreation center, where the outdoor theatre was being held.

"Wow, you're well prepared." Seeun places the blankets on her lap.

"Jisu and I used to go to these all the time," Ryujin wears a pleasant smile on her face, probably reminiscing her days in high school where it was so much more easier to hang out with her beloved. "Well, I snuck her out most of the time, but you get the idea."

I do, you turned your head and stared at Yujin, who was busy looking outside the window and getting lost in her own thoughts. I wonder if we'll ever have those kinds of dates too.

You never used to doubt your imaginations of what could happen when it came to dating Yujin. Yes, now you can really admit that you always crushed on her. Way before she started wearing leather pants and crop tops and tight ponytails. Once, you saw yourself and Yujin sneaking out of your homes at midnight. The two of you would run around town, and you would find solace in a place only the two of you would know.

Those fantasies filled you with joy, and hope because it was just so... Yujin.

But then junior year rolls around and she changes the tides. Is she even the same old dorky Ahn Yujin you fell in love with all those years ago?

"(Y/N), look," Yujin takes your hand and points outside the window with her other. You followed her finger, and you saw a poodle at the sidewalk playing with his owner. Yujin giggles and doesn't stop staring at the dog until it was completely out of sight. You held her hand a little tighter, she returns the action. "Isn't it so cute?" She says. Wordlessly, you nodded.

Yujin doesn't say anything else. She intertwines your fingers and lets your hands settle on her lap.

What was I thinking?

You affectionately ran your thumb over the side of her hand.

She'll always be the same old Yujin.

~

"Move over."

"God, why did the two of you have to be so long?!"

"Why did Ryujin's truck had to be the tiniest truck in the world?!"

"Ryu— she's facetiming Lia, she can't hear us. MOVE!"

You, Yujin, Yuna, and Seeun sat at the back of Ryujin's truck. Surprisingly enough, the four of you fit. But it was tight, and all of you have been trying to get comfortable for the past twenty minutes since the movie started but to no avail. Still, even though all of you were yelling over each other and shoving one another, you were still giggling uncontrollably. You've earned a few shushes since you started pushing each other.

"Okay, okay, clearly this isn't working out," Seeun leans back, sighing in defeat. She grins at you and your eye twitched. "Me and Yuna will find a way to make this tiny space comfortable for all of us. (Y/N), Yujin, how about you get us some snacks? I'll pay you back." By setting up a convenient confession moment. You could imagine Seeun's words in your head.

Yujin hops off the truck immediately, finding no reason to stay. She reaches out for you, "Need help?" She asked. You took her hand and she assists you as you jumped over the side.

"Get me two corndogs so I can shove one down Ryujin's throat for not bringing the bigger truck!" Yuna yells as you and Yujin walk away from them.

"That costs extra money for you!"

"I don't care! She deserves it!"

You laugh at Yujin and Yuna's exchange. The taller girl beams at you, then she takes your hand again and started pulling you towards the multiple food stands sprawled throughout the parking lot. Since it was a Friday, it didn't come as a surprise to you that the place would be packed.

By the time you and Yujin got the food Seeun and Yuna requested for, Heather Chandler dies from drinking the hangover drink made by J.D. and Veronica.

"They're selling... bear-shaped cotton candy." You stated, staring at the adorable blue bear cotton candy inside a clear plastic bag. It looked delicious, and cute!

"You want one?" Yujin asked. You wanted to nod your head, but you did the opposite, refusing to make Yujin spend her money for you of all things. However, Yujin didn't even wait for your reply and make a beeline towards the cotton candy stand. Fortunately for her, the line wasn't that long.

"Hi! I'd like to get one bag of the bear ones for my—" Yujin catches herself. The vendor raise an eyebrow, smirking at your flustered reaction. "For h-her. For her." The tall girl points at you.

(My girlfriend. Oh, how Yujin wanted to say it.)

The vendor hands Yujin a bag, but the cotton candy bear was big. It was big enough to be shared by two to three people. You and Yujin send a puzzled look to the vendor, who was wearing an endearing smile.

"This one's on me. I have a soft spot for youngsters that beat around the bush. Takes me back!" The vendor laughs loudly. Yujin takes the bag, her face red and probably burning. You and Yujin walk away from the cotton candy stand, suddenly not finding it in you to make small conversation.

Yuna immediately swipes the two corndogs off of your hands and gives one to her older sister. Seeun smiles at Yujin and mutters words of gratitude as she accepted the bag of popcorn. Yujin got herself a couple of skewers, which got your stomach rumbling. And you had a cup of hot chocolate and a bag of bear-shaped cotton candy. Such a nice combination of food.

Seeun and Yuna miraculously found a way to make the back of the truck comfortable for all of you. You expected loud chatters and food wars, but the girls were surprisingly quiet. It wasn't even because they were focused on the movie, they were just exhausted. Even Ryujin almost looked like she was going to pass out on the backseat of her truck while facetiming her girlfriend. Seeum blinks the fatigue away, and Yuna tries her best to focus on the movie.

Yujin, however, kept her eyes on the big screen. She was unusually silent. She was hugging her knees as she watched the movie. It was funny — how this incredibly loud group of girls can go from yelling over each other during a movie to being dead silent.

I bet Yuna's going to sleep until late in the afternoon.

"Where are you going?" Yujin softly asks when she sees you hopping off the side of the truck very carefully. Seeun and Yuna didn't even bother to spare you a glance. Maybe they were already asleep.

"I feel like talking a little stroll," You tell the tall girl, clutching your sweater a little tighter around yourself as if it would shield you from the wind. "I've seen this movie at least a hundred times in this lifetime, anyway." I can probably recite the entire script in my head.

Yujin looks at Yuna, then Ryujin, then Seeun (who totally did not give her an encouraging nod), and then back at you. "Take me away." She whispers, grinning as she reaches out for you. You chuckled and helped her off the truck.

When Yujin gets both of her feet on the ground, she doesn't let go of your hand. You don't let go of hers.

Despite what you kept telling yourself, that you and Yujin were just going to take a calming stroll around the theatre to wash away your exhaustion, there was a little voice in your head that kept telling you the same phrases over and over again.

This is it.

This is your chance.

Tell her, (Y/N).

~

From where you and Yujin ended up taking a break in, the screen and Ryujin's truck were mere specks in the distance. You could still see the movie, though, and you still couldn't help but watch it despite your claims earlier. You tried to make excuses for yourself; that you were only watching the movie because it really was a great movie. But you knew the real reason why you were doing that.

Right now, you'd do anything to avoid looking at Yujin. You were afraid that your eyes would betray you, and tell Yujin just how much she means to you. Emotions are powerful like that.

You pressed your arms on the empty bike racks, eyes glued to the distant big screen. Yujin puts her hands on the cold steel and stands tall beside you. You could feel her thinking of things to say to you.

It never really used to be this awkward when you two were left alone, but somewhere along the way, something in the air changed. You knew it was because you started developing feelings for Yujin, but you couldn't figure out her reasons.

Did she not like your company? Did she think you were a bore?

No, Yujin isn't like that.

Yujin isn't also the awkward type, so what was going on?

Realizing that you were only giving yourself more questions to answer and dwell over, you forced yourself to stop thinking and start talking. Anything would work. Hell, you could even bring up school, Ryujin and Lia's strong relationship, Yuna's dreams, and even the goddamn bike rack the two of you occupied.

Instead, the only words that left your mouth was the last topic you wanted to bring up.

"I'm surprised you didn't pull a Veronica Sawyer on us," You blurted out. When Yujin doesn't respond, you turn your head to look at her. She had a somewhat dazed look on her face as she stared at you. Has she been watching me this whole time? She blinks, forcing herself back in reality. "Resident dork turns into local hottie, like Veronica, but proceeds on hanging out with the association of geeks instead of the cool girls, not really Veronica." You joked.

(Yujin blushed. She hoped that the darkness offered enough cover to make you unable to see her state.)

"You, Seeun, and Yuna are literally the coolest girls I've ever met. What are you talking about?" Yujin bumps her shoulder onto yours again, effectively making you smile for the first time in the many long minutes you've been alone together.

"You know what I mean, Ahn." You said quietly, almost as a whisper. You stood up straight, and you now only realized how close you and Yujin had really gotten. Still, you didn't let your feelings win over your composure, so you stood your ground. Yujin didn't have to tilt her head down to meet your eyes, but she still had to look down.

Ahn Yujin completely faces you now, and she chews on the corner of her bottom lip. She's... nervous? Around me? "(Y/N)... I really don't know what to tell you here." Yujin says, breaking eye contact.

You averted your gaze to the ground, "Just making conversation." That was a lame excuse.

Yujin snorts, "Where'd you get these conversation starters ideas from? Im Yeojin?"

"Oh, shut up," You punched her arm lightly and stepped back, putting some decent distance between the two of you. Yujin's soft laugh sets your heart rate at ease. "I just... always thought that it was awfully convenient of you change yourself right when we're a year away from graduating." You continued. Was that too much? Did I even need to say that at all? I should have just steered this boat somewhere else.

Yujin pauses. She takes a step forward, you don't move an inch from your spot. There was a part of your heart that breaks when you spotted a flash of disappointment in her clear eyes. "(Y/N), why do you think I did all this?" She gestures to herself.

You didn't need to think about your answer. "Perhaps you were sick of getting pushed around because you read Boku no Hero Academia. Although, it's really not your fault you have generic taste in shounen mangas." You joked.

"What, you're telling me you have better taste? Are you going to recommend me Kimetsu no Yaiba because if we're talking about generic shounen manga plotlines..." Yujin sucks air between her teeth as she shook her head.

You gasp dramatically, "It happens to be one of the best generic shounen series I have ever read, mind you!"

Yujin laughs at you, and silence came after that. You were quick to clear the air after a solid minute, however.

"I didn't mean to say anything that might've offended you, Yujin," You said. The tall girl decides to listen. "I'll always support you in whatever you do, just like I support Yuna and her dream of being Britney 2.0."

"Thank you, (Y/N). I know you mean well. No offense taken," Yujin tells you. Your chest feels a little less tight now. "But seriously, did you think I went through this... makeover because I wanted people to stop picking on me and think that I'm more than just a dork?" She asked, to which you nodded to.

At first, it seemed that Yujin was confident of her next words, but then she hesitates for a brief second. She reconsiders her next actions, and gets in a battle against herself while you stood waiting for her. You could hear your heart beating in your ears.

"(Y/N), please don't hate me," Yujin pleads. You wanted to tell her that you would never ever hate her, but then she gently takes your hands and pulls you close, forcing you to look only at her and nothing else. "I never cared about what people said about me. In fact, I would still be in graphic hoodies and sweatpants if it weren't... for you."

Your mind stops. What?

"I... w-wanted you to look at me— see me. Really see me. (Y/N), I've liked you for so long, and the fact that you would never see me as more than a friend killed me. So I... I did what I thought I would never be able to do," Yujin drops your hands. You were too in over your head to let them drop to your sides, so instead they hang in the air. "I dyed my beautiful natural locks, I ditched my geeky comics and mangas and my pastel backpack plastered with cheap shiny pins, I started wearing crop tops because I also started working out and got some sick abs and I wanted to impress you with them, and... and I don't know. I guess I just wanted you to give me a second glance."

"But the total opposite happened! It was those gross boys a-and those not-very-nice girls that took notice of me! Now I'm just freaking out because maybe I did all of this for nothing!" Yujin starts rambling. Tears even started forming in her eyes, and you could hear her voice crack the longer she talks.

Maybe you should say a few words. You never want to see any of your friends cry, especially not Yujin and especially not over you! But damn, was this something that will take at least a full week to process.

Ahn Yujin likes (Y/N) (L/N). Goddamn.

"Say something." Yujin mumbles. She couldn't even bring herself to look at you.

"Jin-ah," The familiar nickname effectively put a stop to Yujin's uncontrollable pacing. "I'm sorry. I didn't know this was messing you up. I also didn't know... you liked me like that."

Yujin squeezes her eyes shut and a lone tear falls down her cheek. "Just reject me already." She says.

Instead of doing what Yujin requested, you raised your hand and cupped her cheek. Yujin slowly opens her eyes, and you rub your thumb to wipe her tear away. "How am I going to do that, hm? When I like you so much I can't express it with enough words?"

You pull her close, refusing to let her wander off to where you can't reach her. "Yujin, can I... kiss you?" You asked. Yujin doesn't answer. Not with words anyway. She completely deletes the distance between the two of you and crashes your lips together.

The kiss was eager, sloppy, and messy, but you couldn't blame Yujin. This was her first kiss, and she was probably on cloud nine so of course she wouldn't care if she was doing it properly or not. With that in mind, you pull back a little. Yujin refuses to let you move. She locked her arms around your waist tightly, but you weren't planning on going anywhere.

You cupped her other cheek with your free hand and pulled her in again for softer and pleasant kiss. It was slow, gentle, and you could finally get Yujin to calm down. Turns out when her heart isn't going crazy, she can be a good kisser.

You pull away again, just to see how Yujin was feeling. She was out of breath, and delirious from what had just happened. You were too but you had to try your best to take care of Yujin, as much as your heart wanted to leap out of your ribcage. It was just starting to dawn on you that this was really happening.

"One more time, please?"

Grinning, you brushed Yujin's hair away from her face affectionately. "You don't even need to ask, Jin-ah." And so you do what you were asked.

"You like me," Yujin says when you pull away again. You lost track of how long you and Yujin were kissing. Heathers was probably reaching its end, and your friends were probably starting to worry. But you really couldn't care about anything else, or look at anything else, but Yujin right now. The tall girl plays with the hem of your top, then she beams at you. "You really like me?" She asked.

"Of course." You answered.

"Even when I wore those dumb specs?"

You laughed, bumping your nose against hers. Before you caught her lips again, you made sure to get rid of every bit of Yujin's worries, "Especially when you wore those dumb specs."

The bright look on Yujin's face told you that she will always be that endearing dork you fell in love with all those years ago, and you would never trade her for anything else in the world.

[oneirictheater]

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Hello, my name is Clint. I'm a SFW fluff and angst K-pop writer inspired by @maemisnippets and @gangplanksorenji. Not sure how to make this intro, but I hope you support me.

Please do note that I am a minor and will only write fluff and angst for girl groups. I will be open for commissions so be on the lookout for that soon!

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little lost love. (ft. IVE Wonyoung) [a]

Uno! (ft. ex-IZ*ONE Minju) [f]

Thank you for waiting!

- And scene, Clint.

[multiphandomunnies]

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bf picks them up and carries them bridal style

bf is mad

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imagines

wonyoung

in-store

a little bird

finally

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glad to work with you

mutual misunderstanding

you’re the one for me

universe is against me

minjoo

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fem!reader x hot girl of your choosing , smut ofc & fluff , cw : light sub/dom dynamics (bit more subby reader), pet names (pretty girl, good girl, baby), marking/making out, boobs <3, grinding, idk it's just hot domestic wlw sex , wc : 1.2K , requested by ❄️anon ! hope you enjoy <33 MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

you can’t say you didn’t mean for this to happen; the decadent lingerie adorning your body is a clear testament to that. but no matter how purposeful your clothing choices (or lack thereof) are, your girlfriend’s lips on your neck and hands roaming your body are always a precious pleasantry to you.

the rain outside hits against the windowsil rhythmically, its unrelenting pace since early evening prompting the two of you to stay comfortable inside and you to pull on her favorite lingerie. you hadn’t tried to keep it secret for even a moment, the ribbons covering your underwear peeking out from your sweatpants and revealed instantly by your cropped tee each time your hands reach for anything at all. so it doesn’t take long at all for her to notice, and even less time for her lips to find yours.

she starts soft, slow, but in the way you know that she wants more. her hands find your waist and pull you closer on the couch, her confident touch guiding you to straddle her hips. her tongue comes next, swiping at your bottom lip, triumphant when you part your lips to let it inside. it pushes against your own tongue, pulling out a moan from your throat that repeats itself when one of her hands travels up your shirt and around the swell of your breast, no matching bra to inhibit the intensity of her touch.

you buck your hips against hers, pushing your own tongue into the cavity of her mouth and winning a strangled moan from her too. her hand continues its groping at your tits, and you pull away slightly to catch a bit of your breath. her thumb and pointer twist at your nipple, bringing out an unmuffled whine; exactly what she wanted.

“that’s my pretty girl,” she whispers.

this time her lips attach to the skin of your neck, sucking and nipping at all the spots she knows to be most sensitive to pull out every precious sound from that back of your throat that she can. your hands become tangled in the hair at the base of her neck, and she lets out a sigh of pleasure against the heartbeat in your neck at the light pressure you apply.

“you drive me insane, you know that?” she groans, one hand moving down to grip your ass and push your hips further into her own.

“that’s the goal,” you grin, following her initiative and grinding your clothed pussy over hers as she continues her assault on your neck. but soon, her firm hands stop the movements over her hips, her frustration taking over.

“i need to see your pretty underwear, baby,” her voice somehow pleading and commanding all at once. you’re more than happy to indulge in her wishes, quick to pull yourself from her and strip away from your sweats. she hums in contentment at the sight, the ribbons of the garment and the way they compliment your skin reminding her of many special nights. “you’re perfect,” she mumbles, almost in awe, causing a rush of heat to your face.

“so are you,” you whisper. “you too, please?” she smiles, love in her eyes as she strips the same way as you, even pulling off her shirt to reveal the simple black bra covering her top. within moments, you’re back in her lap, the thinning of layers between your wet cores pulling moans out from the both of you. immediately, her tongue is tangled back with yours, her hands on your hips and yours cupping her covered boobs. you take care of that issue swiftly, pushing the cups of her bra down to feel her, then your hands fumbling desperately to unhook the bra in the back. her response is to snatch up the fabric at the bottom of your shirt and pull it over your head, your lips crashing back to each other not a second after they’re separated by the fabric. you move your hands to her waist as she arches her back to press her chest to yours, the feeling of her bare skin against yours always welcome.

neither of you attempt to suppress your moans and whimpers or the urge to grind against one another desperately, the friction of the layers of underwear both delicious and frustrating. she snaps first, bringing her lips down again to suck on your collarbone and her hands to the largest ribbons of your underwear in one motion. you find it difficult to halt your movements against her heat, only able to do so with the knowledge that it’ll get her hands or whatever she wishes on your bare pussy the fastest. so with the aid of your stillness and her capable fingers, she’s quick to pull out the bows holding the underwear up, causing the fabric to fall away from you. she practically yanks it out from under you, quick to replace the skimpy covering with her own hand, cupping your mound and groaning in tandem with you.

“god,” she moans, her head thrown back and eyes shut at the feeling of your dripping pussy smothering her hand. “you’re so wet,” she states, as if you have no idea the effect she has on you.

“fuck,” you whine. “always, for you.”

“that’s right,” she praises. “my good girl’s always wet for me.” she starts rubbing you with her flat hand, causing you to buck into her, desperate for more each moment.

“please, baby, please.” your pleas fall out of your mouth without you thinking.

“please what, love?” she asks, voice sweet as she teases you lightly.

“just more, please, i wanna feel more of you,” you beg, struggling to keep yourself still, trembling a little in her hand.

she presses a kiss to your shoulder. “me too, baby. just gimme a second.” you almost whine at the loss of contact when she removes her hand and urges you to stand up with her, but you love the feeling of hooking your fingers on the waistband of her underwear and pulling the garment down her legs.

she lays down on the couch and you follow not even seconds behind, groaning into her mouth when your bare pussies finally make contact. her hands grip your waist, pulling you into her as she bucks her hips up, just as desperate for the friction and feeling of your wetness mixing with hers as you.

it’s true that the position isn’t ideal; it’s hard to find exactly what you need to cum and there’s no towel to catch your dripping, but the both of you are more than happy and pleasured to keep going like this until you tire enough to take it to the bedroom. the feeling of grinding your pussy into hers is more than enough to keep you moaning and sucking sloppy, pretty bruises onto her neck and breasts. her hands roam and grope at your waist, boobs, thighs, ass, anything she can find to press a bit of love into.

“god, i could fuck you all night,” she groans right into your ear.

“well, i’m certainly not stopping you,” you grin.

[ourdadai]

☆ sakura ( lesserafim ) lockscreens !

[girlgroupshots]

[E]Short stack (LE SSERAFIM Chaewon)

pairing: Chaewon x Male Reader rating: E for explicit word count: 1.3k summary: your childhood friend returns to your small town unexpectedly.  author’s note: potentially the start of a new series? not beta-read as usual.

“Hey, short stack.”

You froze when the childhood nickname reached your ears. It had been years since someone called you that. It was also debatable whether it was an affection nickname or  a teasing insult. Either way, you straightened, briefly abandoning your search for a drink in the convenience store. When you turned, your comment died on your lips as you saw who it was.

“...Kim Chaewon?”

Standing there trying to suppress her laughter, and now a whole foot shorter than you, was Kim Chaewon. Your childhood friend; though recently she was more known as a global idol. 

You blinked a few times, regaining your composure as you tried to remember how long it been. Eight years? Ten? You couldn’t remember exactly. But while she might not have grown any taller, she had changed. You found yourself staring at her features. Her button nose, her wide-eyes as they stared at you. Her– 

“Are you going to take all day?”

Her impatient remark finally made you snap. “Who are you calling short stack, huh? Are you even old enough to drink?”

That response must have been what she wanted because Chaewon finally burst into a wide smile. She crossed her arms under her chest, unintentionally propping up her modest chest as she cocked her head to the side.

“Yah! Is that how you talk to a friend after a long time? Don’t think anything has changed just because you had a growth spurt!”

Shaking your head, a look of mock disappointment came across your features, “Wow, what they say about fame changing people is true, huh.”

Chaewon scoffed, her head turning to the side, “Listen to this guy. He’s talking like he knows what anything is like in the city. Unbelievable.” 

“Um. Excuse me? I just need to get my liquor.” 

The presence of a third party, a man standing awkwardly to the side, interrupted your ongoing skit. You and Chaewon froze for a second exchanging glances before you quietly stepped to the side, offering the man a small apology. Awkwardly, he grabbed his desired drink before retreating towards the cashier and leaving the two of you alone again.

“Look what you did” Chaewon accused lowly. 

“Me? Look what you did!” 

For a moment you stared intensely at each other, brows furrowed, trying to determine who would cave first. In the end both of you broke into a fit of laughter. Despite the gap in time it was as if no time at all had passed between the two of you. Well, aside from the fact that she seemed to be dressed in designer clothes now. Had it really been that long? 

“What are you doing back here?” You asked. 

Here referring to the small town you called home. Chaewon might have gone to Seoul and started her career but you had only been to the city on field trips. Of course, she had become the pride of the town in her rise to fame. Which made it even more bizarre to be here talking to her in the liquor section of the convenience store as if nothing had changed.

“You aren’t happy to see me?” Chaewon asked, a slight pout on her features. 

“More wondering how you just so happened to show up at the same store I was in.” 

To be fair it was a small town. But your suspicion wasn’t eased by the way Chaewon crossed her hands behind her back, brushing past you to open the cooler door and grab to beers. You swore you felt her petite body push against you intentionally when she did so. A theory that was only fueled when she pulled back, holding up the bottles with a small smirk on her features, her body practically on top of yours. 

“Drinks?” 

...

“Ah ~ Fuck! Keep going! Right there!” 

Chaewon’s cried out into the night, her limbs wrapped tightly around yours as you pounded into her. Your hands gripped her ass, holding her up with ease as you continued to piston in and out of her with her back against the wall. Her nails were digging into your neck, while her legs were keeping your cock buried deep inside her with each thrust.

“So fucking tight,” You grunted.

“You like that?” Chaewon gasped. 

“What does it feel like?” You answered her with a particularly deep thrust, causing Chaewon to moan into the night.

What started as drinks and ended with you balls deep inside of your childhood friend was a story even you didn’t understand. It was a case of one thing leading to another; a suggestive look here, a touch on the arm there. The next thing you knew you were picking up Chaewon, pulling aside her thong and stretching her insides around your cock. 

You still didn’t know if she had planned this all along or if this was just an impulse. And honestly, at the moment you didn’t care. That was a question for later. Particularly when your hips weren’t occupied.

Her lips attacked your neck, sucking a mark that would blossom into a bruise as the sound of your skin meeting grew louder. There was something arousing about being marked by her but you weren’t going to let her know that.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Leaving you a reminder,” she answered simply as she pulled back. She leaned against the wall, arching her back and pushing her chest out as she continued to bounce on your cock. “Is that a problem?”

“Only if I can do the same.”

“You know – fuck, right there” shr briefly closed her eyes, a wave of pleasure overwhelming her, “I’m an idol right? You should already consider yourself lucky.”

So that was how she wanted to play it?

Gripped her tightly, you began to fuck Chaewon in earnest. Unrelenting and uncaring if anyone heard her cries of pleasure. If she wouldn’t let you leave a mark, then you’d give her another reminder of your time together.

“F-f-fuck!” 

Her hands found their way to your hair, fingers scrapping at your scalp as she searched for any kind of hold or control but to no avail. Her body had completely given over to pleasure and the confident, teasing leader was giving way to someone only focused on pleasure.

You weren’t unaffected by the ordeal. Feeling her walls tight around you every time you filled her was driving you insane. With her tight body it felt like you were hitting her womb every time you gave a particularly deep thrust. Sweat had begun to form on your brow from exertion alone. But you were determined not to stop until she was limp in your arms.

“Hey, you don’t have a dance practice tomorrow do you?”

“S-shut up!”

A breathy chuckle left you, enjoying chance to tease the girl who had referred to you as short stack in your youth. 

“Right there…” Chaewon gasped, her hips rocking in rhythm. “Shi–I’m coming!”

The cry was a verbal recognition but you were well aware of her impending release from the way her pussy clenched around you. Her limbs tightened, eyes rolling back for a moment as her orgasm wracked through her body; the wave cresting as you continued to fuck her through the pleasure.

“Are you going to come?” Chaewon asked, her breath hot against your neck. “Are you going to fill up an idol’s pussy, huh?”

You didn’t expect her dirty talk to have the effect on you that it did but you soon felt a familiar sensation building in your loins as your thrusts became more erratic. Just a little more and– 

“Go ahead. Come inside me. I know you want to.”

With a roar you buried yourself inside Chaewon, your peak hitting you like a brick wall. You spilled your seed inside of Chaewon, filling her up as she requested. A low moan left the singer, her limbs still wrapped around. She almost sounded contented by your release, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

When your head finally stopped spinning you saw Chaewon looking at you with a soft expression. Different from the lust-filled gaze she had prior and more genuine than the mischievous expression she wore in the store. The words she had next you could have never imagined.

“What do you think about moving to Seoul?”

[elryuse]

Takara, Rei, Hitomi

Takara : I think Takara would be the Type of yandere who would pretend like she doesn't know you, but deep down harvest a deep lust and affection for you. She may not show it in public, But when she's home alone she would definitely have a picture of you, and maybe some of your personal items like your clothes, pants, and maybe even your underwear. I think Takara is the type of yandere who would do anything in secret, But this doesn't mean that she won't be pissed when other girls are trying to hit on you. Oh boy, if she saw a girl getting close to you. Takara would not hesitate to track that girl down, and show her business.

Rei : I think Rei would be the type of yandere who is very introverted. She would be acting shy and doesn't really have a lot of friends at school. But when night came, She suddenly turned into another person. She would dress openly and would show another side of her that nobody knows, And that is Her alter ego. When she meets you, Something deep inside her snap. She began to show lust and affection towards you, and she would do anything to make sure that affection would reach you.

Hitomi : I think Hitomi to me is the type of yandere who would be very cheerful and very optimistic when in public, she would be very easygoing and would have a lot of friends because of this. But when all of her friends are gone, she would snap showing a complete 180 of her usual cheerful figure. Her eyes that were once full of life and joy, would soon only show darkness and emptiness. When she laid her eyes on youyou however, She would immediately grew fond of you, She would often approach you in public, and when that didn't work. She would take a drastic measure by kidnapping you and making you dissapear.

Alright Guys This is of course in my personal opinion... But I'm also thankful that a lot of you guys are actually interested in this yandere craziness that I'm currently doing... Thank you once again and sending much love guys..

[lillotus17]

KPOP FF things that just make sense :

- party host JACKSON WANG

- NCT FRAT BOI LINE/FRAT HOUSE

- gay bestie JANG WONYOUNG

- other love interest/main love interest’s competition CHOI YEONJUN (reader is always meeting him at a party and they always end up on the dance floor with him?? Like bro?)(#yeonjundeservesbetter😩✊)

- class mate bestie that gives life advice CHOI SOOBIN (edited : literally all of leader line in the kpop industry giving life advice🥹 we love u moms and dads🫶🏻)

- ex/old fwb JUNG JAEHYUN

- AUSSIE LINERS as moots/friends of friends

- “NAURRRR!”

- tea squad : KIM SUNOO, LEE DAEHWI, and/or BOO SEUNGKWAN

Edited :

- that one guy who always has a guitar MARK LEE (always jamming at parties like bro?)

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is dating IVE's Wonyoung

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend LyraHarris6 who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I was wondering if you could do where y/n is dating ive wonyoung. Can you do where y/n brings wonyoung to meet the members and they all gave her a warning(especially j-line). Thank you

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The maknae's heart raced with excitement as she prepared for a meaningful day. She had been dating Jang Wonyoung, a talented and charming idol from IVE, for a few months now. The relationship had been a secret, known only to a select few in the industry. But today, Y/N had decided it was time to introduce Wonyoung to her TWICE sisters, her trusted confidants and friends.

The day had finally arrived, and Y/N nervously checked herself in the mirror one last time. She wanted everything to be perfect. She had planned a casual gathering at the TWICE dorm, hoping to create a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere for the introduction. She wore a stylish yet casual outfit, and her heart-shaped necklace, a gift from Wonyoung, dangled around her neck.

With a deep breath, the girl left her apartment and made her way to the TWICE dorm, where her fellow members awaited her. She had texted them earlier to let them know about the visit, but she could still feel the tension in the air as she approached the door.

As the youngest finally entered the dorm, she was greeted with a chorus of excited voices. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and the others rushed forward to give her welcoming hugs, unaware of the surprise she had in store for them.

Nayeon - Baby, it's been forever!

The eldest exclaimed as she squeezed her babygirl tightly.

Jeongyeon spoke next.

Jeongyeon - Yeah, we've missed you! What brings you here today, kiddo?

Y/N smiled, feeling the warmth of their friendship. 

Y/N - I've got a surprise for you all. Someone special is here with me.

The members exchanged curious glances, and Y/N could sense their curiosity growing. She motioned for Wonyoung, who had been waiting in the hallway, to come inside. As the tall, elegant idol stepped into the room, Y/N couldn't help but feel a swell of pride and affection.

Y/N - Unnies, this is Wonyoung! *wide grin*

Wonyoung greeted them with a polite bow and a warm smile. 

Wonyoung - Hello, it's nice to meet you all. Our girl has told me so much about you.

The TWICE members stared at Wonyoung, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity. Their maknae had never brought someone she was dating to meet them before, and it was clear that they were not entirely prepared for this.

Jihyo was the first to break the silence. 

Jihyo - Well, this is a surprise! Honey, why didn't you tell us you were dating someone?

Y/N chuckled nervously, realizing that she had some explaining to do. 

Y/N - It's been a secret for a while, mama. We wanted to keep it private for as long as we could. But now, I thought it was time to introduce her to all of you.

Sana, Momo, and Mina, the J-line, exchanged meaningful glances. They had a reputation for being the most protective of their fellow members when it came to relationships. Momo stepped forward, her eyes locked onto Wonyoung as she spoke politely but with a hint of seriousness in her tone.

Momo - Nice to meet you, Wonyoung. But you should know that we take our job as Y/N's protectors very seriously.

Sana and Mina nodded in agreement, their expressions equally stern. TWICE's sunshine knew that this was their way of giving Wonyoung a friendly warning. They wanted to make sure that her partner was worthy of her love and trust.

Wonyoung, however, remained composed and unphased. She had heard about the legendary protective nature of the J-line and was prepared for this encounter. 

Wonyoung - Thank you for your concern, Momo, Sana and Mina sunbaes. I promise to treat Y/N with the utmost care and respect. *bowing*

Tzuyu, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung, the youngest members of TWICE along with Y/N, had been watching the interaction with wide eyes. They weren't quite sure how to react to this unexpected situation. Dahyun, always the playful one, decided to break the tension with a cheerful smile.

Dahyun - Well, since we're all here now, let's make this a fun gathering! We've got snacks, games, and lots of catching up to do.

The rest of the members, except for the ever-watchful J-line, seemed to agree, and the atmosphere lightened as they moved to the living room. Y/N could sense that the tension had eased somewhat, and she was grateful for her members' willingness to give Wonyoung a chance.

As the afternoon turned into evening, they all engaged in various activities, from playing board games to sharing stories about their recent experiences. Wonyoung fit in seamlessly, showcasing her charm and charisma as she interacted with each member.

Over time, the J-line, too, began to relax their guard. They observed how Wonyoung genuinely cared for their baby and how the two of them interacted, and it became clear that their intentions were sincere. Momo, Sana, and Mina exchanged knowing glances, silently acknowledging that Y/N had made a good choice in Wonyoung.

As the night wore on, the members began to grow tired, and Y/N decided it was time for Wonyoung to head back to her place. She walked Wonyoung to the door, where the tall idol put on her shoes and turned to Y/N with a soft smile and eyes filled with affection.

Wonyoung - I had a great time today, babe. 

Y/N nodded, feeling her heart swell with happiness. 

Y/N - I'm so glad you got to meet my TWICE family. They mean the world to me.

Wonyoung leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Y/N's lips. 

Wonyoung - And you mean the world to me.

Y/N walked Wonyoung to the elevator, where they shared a lingering hug before parting ways for the night. When Y/N returned to the living room, she found the members watching her with soft smiles.

Momo was the first to speak. 

Momo - Darling, we can see that you really care about Wonyoung, and she seems like a wonderful person.

Sana and Mina nodded in agreement.

Sana - We were just worried because you're so important to us, honey.

Touched by their concern, Y/N felt a rush of gratitude for her TWICE family. 

Y/N - Thank you, unnies. I appreciate that you care about me so much. But I can honestly say that Wonyoung is special, and I'm happy to have her in my life.

Tzuyu, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung chimed in with their support, and soon, the entire group was enveloped in a warm group hug. Y/N couldn't have asked for a better response from her members. They had accepted Wonyoung into their family with open hearts.

As Y/N settled into bed that night, she couldn't help but smile. It had been a day filled with love, acceptance, and newfound understanding. She knew that her relationship with Wonyoung would continue to grow, and she was grateful to have the unwavering support of her TWICE family every step of the way. And this made her have only one thought:

I love my dear unnies.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[huhjxn]

NEWJINS : [-] minju day

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Hii! I hope you're doing well !! I was wondering if can you please do a Chaewon headcanon as your crush to girlfriend to wife?

Le Sserafim headcanon: Chaewon as your crush, girlfriend and wife

Requests are open

Hello Anon! Recently I'm receiving a lot of Le Sserafim requests and I'm so happy about it, because it means that the girls are gaining popularity and I'm so proud about them. Anyway thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy it 😄

Le Sserafim Chaewon X GN!Reader

SFW Content

As your crush

Is falling in love with an Idol a stupid thing? Probably yes

Would do you it again? Only if the person you're falling in love with is Chaewon

She and her group were having a special exhibition in your college for the end of the academic year

You were walking up the stairs of your college when you saw her walking down instead

You looked into each other's eyes so intensely that she missed the step

Luckily you were ready to take her keeping her from falling

The moment you grabbed her, both of you felt electricity in the air

You then felt stupid because you didn't ask her her number

But the fate was on your side

That night your university called you at home to let you know that the Hybe wanted to offer you a free tour of her building as thanks for your action

So, the next afternoon you went there and in that occasion Chaewon not only guided you through the edifice

But she also asked you out on a date

As your girlfriend

To be honest, all your first dates took place in the Hybe building

The poor girl was so busy that she didn't have the time even to change her clothes

But she really appreciated your sympathy and your willingness

Even because you were busy too, studying and preparing exams

At one point meeting you became her favorite moment of the week

As a leader of her group, having a shoulder to lean was everything she needed and you were the only one that gave it to her

And the moment she realized it, she was deeply in love

So, in her very first free time, she dedicated her day to you

A really funny moment was when she came to your house for first time and she found your collection of Iz*One merch

And she was like "You are living your dream, aren't you?"

But actually she found it really cute, even when discovered that she was not your bias in the group

After you reassured her with a long and passionate kiss that now she was your favorite person in the world

As your wife

The moment you said "yes" on the altar, you knew that your dreams come true

The woman you truly loved had just become your wife

Waking up everyday with her snuggling in your arms or in your neck made you discover what a really good morning is

She slowly waking up while you kiss her cheeks

Her protesting, but actually bringing you even closer with her arms around your neck

Same joy in the night before going to sleep

Her head on your shoulder, your finger caressing her head and ears

In TV a silly variety show which you two are not really watching

It's just another excuse to enjoy your time together

And being together means that you could start a make-out session out of nowhere

NSFW Content

When you watched her in Iz*One you were like "She's so cute, she must be really calm in bed"

Damn, if you were wrong

After all your sessions in bed, every bone in your body aches

Instead she look fresh as a daisy

Sometimes you even think that she's a succubus

No, really, she's always thinking to something dirty when she's with you

And you know it because she can't keep her hands to herself

Always touching you in your erogenous zones

Even in public

And when she's not with you, you will receive a ton of pics

You lost the count of the times you left the classroom in hurry because she send you her nudes

Or alternatively some audios in which she moans your name in the most erotic way

While describing what she wants when you meet her that night

In fact when she arrives, you don't even say "hello"

You directly bring her in the bed room

[oneirictheater]

little lost love. (ft. Jang Wonyoung)

A/N: I debuted! Thank you again to @maemisnippets and @gangplanksorenji for inspiring me :>

At first, you were selfish. You admitted that now. You were too harsh on her because you only thought of yourself. The world only revolved around you, and as she orbited your cruel flame, she began to seek things worth dedicating her shine to.

It was your fault. All those times you told her that she was being selfish when it was the other way around scarred her. You were both young and sheltered - it was only normal that she would find ways to climb out of the box her life kept her in - the life that you took part of holding her back.

All of that happened, all by the book, yet Jang Wonyoung was still so beautiful.

As you looked at the pictures she posted on her Instagram, scanning the ones of her standing in Paris before the Eiffel Tower, with her new boyfriend. She wore a big smile on her face, and it was bigger than the one she sported when you were together. In fact, you barely remembered a smile from Wonyoung in the last few months she was with you. But you could recall more than plenty of brash moments, when the two of your lonely hearts collided and her tearful eyes struggled to meet your own:

"What is it, Wonyoung?" you said. She had been standing in front of you nervously for about a minute, and it was beginning to annoy you.

She was dressed in her best clothes and held a suitcase. As her lips quivered, she said, "I'm going to Paris. And you can't stop me."

It barely registered in your mind. But when you looked at her and saw that she even had the boots she used exclusively for travel, and her fist curled around the suitcase handle was tighter than your chest, you realized she wasn't joking.

"What?"

Wonyoung took in a deep breath. "I said I'm going to Paris. And you can't stop me."

"What for?" you asked. Surely she was just playing a prank with you. Your fights always resolved somehow. You always made amends in the aftermath. She couldn't be serious.

Wonyoung gave a tiny little scoff. "It's not like you care," she said. "You've been playing games all week, so you probably didn't see me packing."

"Wonyo." You stood up and approached her. Your heart pinched when she stepped backwards. "What's wrong, baby? Let's sit down and talk. We can fix this."

"We can." She turned up her chin as her cheeks became blotted with tears and, through gritted teeth that tried to hold back her tears, continued. "But we won't."

That was the day she left. It coincidentally was the same day you spent crying your heart out. Through those miserable hours you asked yourself about when Wonyoung became this self-centered. Why she was leaving you so suddenly. If she really loved you.

As it turned out, she did - but she also loved her dreams, too.

She achieved them. She sought higher and was brought higher. Everything was going well for her - she became famous, rich, happy.

"What would you say to everyone who has their own dreams to chase?" asked the interviewer in the video you were watching of her right now.

Wonyoung turned to the camera and smiled. "Hey, everyone," she said in English at the video you watched of her, in her adorably posh accent. "Don't be afraid to do what it takes to achieve them. Leave what hinders you behind and only go forward."

There were several photos too of her with her boyfriend, in the city of love you'd never been with her. She was smiling, laughing charmingly in a blurred glitch in the camera. And then she was kissing him - he was grinning into it, holding her close as if he'd never let go.

You never did either.

But today, you looked at her Instagram page, looked at her beautiful polaroids, and said, through a throat stuck with tears:

"I'm letting you go. I'm letting you go, my little lost love. I'm sorry."

[kimsohn]

jang wonyoung x gn! reader now playing — doughnut by twice. about . 796 words, fluff + angst warnings . wonyo is kinda mean in the beginning but character development i promise!! sorta angst, lots of food mentions.

wonyoung was, in a nutshell, really intimidating.

but in your defense, the rest of your class thought so too! i mean, intimidating would actually be an understatement for an experienced baker amongst beginner chefs in baking 101.

you know that wonyoung's history with baking started really young, with both her parents being established pastry chefs and owning a successful bakery (with great food actually, you visited with your friends a couple times). wonyoung herself had won several baking competitions; she was well on her way to following in her parents' footsteps.

being in this class was just a prerequisite for culinary school. and as a highly experienced baker in a class full of newbies, she stood out like a sore thumb.

it also really didn't help that she was the most beautiful girl you'd ever laid your eyes upon. her smooth hands kneading the dough, her long hair being puffed away as she concentrated on measurements, and the graceful smile when she took a successful first bite of her creation was that of an angel, and you were practically entering heaven every time you looked at her.

so when you both got paired together to prepare flan, you knew you were done for, cooking and wonyoung wise.

unlike the smoothness of flan, things started off rough. making flan was a strenuous and highly prone-to-error process, and wonyoung never failed to remind you of it as she scolded you for even the smallest of tasks.

a few extra grams of salt? FAIL. an extra drop of vanilla extract? FAIL. slightly imperfect mixing skills? FAIL.

the once admirable traits of hers had now turned into nightmares. and now, not only was she intimidating, but also unkind. it felt like you were seeing wonyoung do a complete 180, and you wished that you had never ended up as her partner.

however, her harsh remarks towards you pouring the mixture into a pan was the last straw. you stormed out of the class angrily, sliding down beside the door for a much-needed breather.

although, that breather didn't last very long, because not long after you heard the door open and the familiar sound of her footsteps reverberated in your ears.

she kneeled down in front of you, prying your hands away from your face. her face was filled with an emotion of sorrow and guilt, something you had thought was foreign to her.

"i'm really sorry y/n. i realize now how harsh i was being to you."

she explained how her parents had always forced her to be the best at baking, and the pressure of wanting to do well had really taken over her senses, especially in this class.

"i know this isn't an excuse for my behavior, but i just wanted to let you know that i've realized my mistakes. if you still choose to be my partner, i'll try my hardest not to be so mean to you."

as you outstretched an arm so she could help you up, an extended olive branch, you vowed to try your best to help her in the difficult situation she was in.

as time passed and you got more opportunities to grow closer to wonyoung, your view on her changed. instead of the despicable attitude she'd shown to you in the past, you now started to see kinder, more grateful perspective towards you and the rest of her classmates.

the once dormant feelings towards her started to grow with her change in personality, and suddenly she became the sweet, angelic girl you'd once admired dearly.

not wanting to wait any longer, you decided you would confess to her through baking, wanting to make a flan similar to the one that brought you two together in the first place.

however, it seemed you still hadn't mastered the art of crafting one, because when you pulled it out of the oven, the mushy scramble resembled anything but a flan.

to make matters worse, wonyoung decided to appear right at that moment to practice the assignment for next class, and the sight of you holding an unrecognizable mess was far more intriguing than the cupcakes she was set to bake.

"is that... flan?"

you swallowed your pride and confessed that it indeed was, and that it was supposed to be the perfect surprise for her to accept your feelings.

what you didn't expect was her laughter in return, and you watched curiously as she placed the failed-flan-tray aside and grabbed a new bowl from the rack.

"you didn't need a flan to confess to me, silly. i would've said i liked you back regardless of whether you baked something for me or not."

and you eyes sparkled as she helped you prepare a better flan afterward, baking fresh towards your future together.

[liacontilde]

Random dreams without context pt.2

Today's series is a little bit different, since today I'm going to narrate the little information that I have left written about some dreams that I no longer remember. The following dreams are narrated from most recent to oldest:

Johnny Suh in my dreams pt.83172546154: I don't remember anything else about this dream other than Johnny and me, lying on my bed and me waiting for the right moment to jump in and kiss him. (Fun fact, that night before going to sleep I thought "I wish I could dream about my idols again")

Knock with Chaeyeon: Nothing more to add. I was dancing Knock with Chaeyeon.

One Direction (Why not?): I have never been a fan of One Direction (maybe a little bit of Harry), but in this dream, I was very close friends with Harry and Niall, to the point of going down the street being silly and taking photos together.

Having dinner with NCT: I had been invited to have dinner with NCT in a tent with two rooms in which they had set up two large tables for dinner. When I enter the space they tell me to go to, I find all of NCT Dream except Jaemin and Renjun who were on the other side. However, my place for dinner was on the other side, where I ended up having dinner with all of NCT 127 except Mark because he had stayed on the other side. WayV were divided between both sides as well.

Xdinary Heroes: I cant remeber a single thing about this dream, but they were there. Somewhere.

BLACKPINK concert: I had gone to a BLACKPINK concert with two of my friends and even though we were in the stands, Jennie approached us and handed us the microphone so we could do freestyle rap. My friends did great, but when it was my turn, I was barely a sentence and a half in and I had already screwed up, so I curled up on the ground and ran away.

PAT-PAT: I was with Yugyeom and Mark and we were somewhere watching compilations of "kpop greatest hits". At one point, a GOT7 song came out but they felt passive towards it. I approached yugyeom and patted him, to which he responded with a smile. Then I realized Mark was still there, so I did the same with him. NGL, I patted them with so much touch.

[luvryeo]

promise to be good (i know you can't keep it)

pairing : hot girl of your choosing x fem!afab!reader ➖⟢ genre : smut ➖⟢ cw : unedited, spanking, mommy kink, pet names (good girl, sweetheart, baby, does whore count as a pet name), sub!reader, bratty!reader, dumbification, degredation, light praise, fingers in mouth (and pussy yay), clit play, major edging ➖⟢ wc : 0.8K ➖⟢ requested : by anon, pls enjoy ! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

“you said you’d be a good girl for me, hm? so what’s all this about, baby?” your girlfriend lands another sharp smack to your ass, intent on teaching you a lesson. “touching me like that in front of all of mommy’s friends. now where did you think that would land you?”

in a way, it’s landed you right where you wanted to be; laid across her lap with your ass in the air and her hand alternating between pleasantly painful slaps and soothing rubs against it. of course, you can’t tell her that or she’ll never let you cum. she knows spanking turns you on—your dripping wet pussy is evidence of that—but telling her that this is what you wanted would be far too bratty in her book.

so instead, you apologize and beg for her to please you. “please, mommy, i’m sorry. i couldn’t help it,” you whine out, gripping the bed sheets below you even tighter to keep you from touching her, “i need you so bad.”

“oh, sweetheart, i know you do.” you hate that you love it when her tone turns so condescending. “but you have to behave yourself if i’m gonna give you what you want. you should know that by now.”

“i’m sor–” she cuts you off with a spank, turning your words into a loud moan.

“you’re not really sorry, and we both know that. so why don’t you shut up and let me finish, then maybe you’ll get something more.” before you can even give her a “yes, mommy,” she’s shoved two of her unoccupied fingers into your mouth. you moan at that too, then suck on her fingers like you know she wants you too.

she gives the growing red spot on your ass a sweet rub before slapping it and making you jolt, nearly choking on the fingers in your mouth. then her hand travels lower, dipping down to your pussy to spread your wetness around, on your thighs, your red ass, even your clit for a breif moment. but you can’t even beg her for more like you normally would.

“i know you just love to be mommy’s plaything, don’t you?” she runs her free hand up and down your body, grabbing at your tits, then squeezing the less abused flesh of your ass. you try to nod to gain her approval. you’re not expecting it when she shoves a finger into your begging cunt, and your cry is muffled by her fingers. there’s sweet relief for just a moment, then the need for more, and then aching emptiness when she immediately pulls out of you in favor of landing a new smack to the top of your thigh. you whine desperately against her fingers.

she repeats the agonizing cycle over and over again; a slap to your ass or thighs, her soothing touch to your body to lessen the pain and relax you, then a sudden finger or two in your pussy or on your clit, but only for a fleeting moment. 

at some point, she takes her fingers out of your mouth with a string of drool attached to them so she can hear your practically incoherent begging and desperate moans.

“please! please, i’ve been good! i’ve been good mommy,” you babble the moment her fingers ghost your aching clit. then the slap comes.

“but have you been good enough, baby?” she croons, before setting about her tantalizing efforts of touching every part of your body she can.

“please, please, please,” you beg, knowing that next, she should be giving you a moment of relief from the pressure that she’s building and building and building. you’re just incredibly desperate for it to be more than just a moment. “i need it so bad, i promise i’ll be good! i’ll be good for mommy forever, i swear. i’ll never break the rules again, mommy, please!”

“oh, sweetheart, don’t make a promise you can’t keep.” she doesn’t let you have even a moment of pleasure before there’s anoth smack to your thighs. the only thing you can do is let out a pitiful cry. the sniffle you let out afterwards lets her know that you’ve finally started to cry. “look at you, crying for mommy to put her fingers in your pussy. i thought you’d start crying far before now,” she rubs your ass so softly, and some of the sting starts to wear off, “maybe you have been a good girl for me, huh? held back from crying for so long just to bear mommy’s punishment? if you just hold on a little bit longer for me, i’ll let you cum, how does that sound, baby?”

“oh, please! god, yes please! i swear i’ll be good for you, please let me cum for you, please!”

“in the end, you’re always just my good girl, aren’t you? anything for me to let you cum, baby, because you’re just my sweet, sweet little whore.”