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Bully bada smut PLSS!!

Pretty Little Kitty. | Bada Lee x Reader

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𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆, 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸, 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜), 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍, "𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢/𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗" (𝙸𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 😊), 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳‼️ 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂‼️

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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽‼️ 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽‼️ 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜... 𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈!!

You always try to stay out of their way, especially her way. You tried to make yourself as small as possible, keep to yourself, and be unnoticeable. Smart choice, right? Wrong, it just gave them more of a reason to mess with you and make your life miserable.

This uneasy feeling sat over you as you could feel her eyes burning a hole into the side of your face. You looked at her desk that was surrounded by seven other females, her followers, her minions who literally worship the ground she walks on. Whatever Bada says, they do. Wherever Bada is, they are there, following like lost puppies.

Bada gave you a smirk followed by a wink while the girls around her chat on and on about their problems and relationships.

"What the fuck are you looking at, stupid bitch?" said the short blonde who was sitting at the edge of Bada's desk.

Without utter a single word, you quickly looked away from Bada's glance as the voice of the blonde startled you. You were afraid of what would happen next if you spoke but also afraid to even speak. Your body stiffened as the sound of the blonde's tennis shoes hit the floor with every step she took as her shoes appeared in your line of sight. A fist full of your hair was pulled until your eyes met with the girl.

"Answer me, you dirty whore. What the fuck are you looking at?" She said as her fist tightened its grip on your hair.

"Nothing..." You said, whimpering from the pain of the grip on your hair.

"Are you sure because I think you were looking at our leader over there." The girl's grip only got tighter as she whipped your head around to look towards the direction of Bada and the others.

"She doesn't fucking want you. You're too much of a dirty slut for her." The blue haired female said as she walked over, forcing your face towards hers as her nails dig into your cheeks. "Get on your knees."

"Please... don't make me..." You sob as the grip of each of the girls only tightened. This is so humiliating. You're getting bullied in front of your peers as they watch on instead of interfering, making this shit stop.

"Why not? You should be used to it by now since you have slept with almost every guy at this school." One of the others said as she and the other girl gathered around the back of your seat, forcing you out of your seat by pulling the seat from under your body.

"Yeah, I heard that you have been passed around like a blunt. Everyone has put their mouth on you."

"Minah, I'd say more like ran through. One after another."

The blonde and blue haired girls forced you to the floor. Your vision was blurry as tears began to well in your eyes. All you could do was cry. If you tried to leave, they would just chase you down and bring you back. If you tried to fight back, they would beat the shit out of you, so you cry until it ends.

"Shut the fu..." The blonde didn't even get to finish her actions as she lifted her foot to kick you in the back before Bada's voice stopped her.

"TAEYOUNG, DO NOT!" Bada yelled, causing the room of somewhat chatty students to fall silent. "Sit the fuck down. Are you fucking crazy?"

"Unnie..." Taeyoung said

"Did I ask you to speak?" Bada said as she leaned forward in her seat, eyeing Taeyoung.

Taeyoung just shut her mouth and sat in the empty seat beside the others, her head hung low in shame.

"Now back to you." Bada said as she turned her attention back to you. "Look at me. Stop crying. You look pathetic. We didn't even do anything bad to you."

You gripped at the skirt of your school uniform as you slowly lift your head to look at Bada. You flinched a bit as Bada's hand pushed the loose strands of hair out of your face. You knew she would never hurt you. Just reflex, you know.

Bringing her lips close to your ear, Bada whispers so softly. "You should stop crying, kitten. I would never hurt you, you know that, right?"

"Yes..."

"Now, go clean yourself up for me. Come see me tonight, hmm?" Bada said as she brushed her fingers through your messy hair, placing a kiss against your ear.

You nodded subtly, aware of what Bada meant with that statement.

"Okay, see you then." Bada said, kissing your cheek as she stood from her seat as the bell rang.

The other students filed out of the classroom, and the minions followed behind Bada, all except one, the youngest of the group. She stood in front of you as you sat sobbing your eyes out, crouching down to your level she pulled you into her warm embrace.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know why they do this to you." Soweon said, hugging you tightly as you sob into her shoulder.

"SOWEON!!" Bada yelled from the hall, causing Soweon to release you from the embrace as she scrambled to her feet and ran out of the classroom, leaving you in the silent room, alone.

It's not like you didn't want to. It's just... complicated? Confusing? She is confusing, in front of everyone, she, along with her crew are so mean to you, but behind closed doors it's...

"You're mine, baby. I want you so bad."

"Let me fix it, sweet girl. I'll take care of you."

Like what the fu...

"Hey... you just gonna stand there? Come sit." Bada said, gesturing for you to come over as she sat on the middle of her bed.

"Okay..." You pulled yourself from your thoughts as you walked over and sat at the edge of Bada's bed. "Bada..."

"Why are you acting so shy? This isn't anything new for us. We do it all the time, right?" Bada brought herself close to you, moving your hair from your neck as she attached her lips onto your neck, kissing softly.

"Bada... I..." The feeling of her lips moving against your skin was heavenly as a small moan left your mouth. You wanted to talk to her, but it feels so good.

"Bada... I... talk..." You manage to form words as Bada's hand trails down your body, making its way between your legs.

Bada slipped her hand under your skirt, rubbing her palm against your clothed core. Your hips began to grind against her, pathetic just fucking pathetic, but you wanted it. You could feel her lips form until a smirk against your neck. She has you wrapped around her finger, and she knew it.

"Will you lay back for me, kitten?" Bada said, removing herself from your body, giving you space to get onto the bed. "All the way up, right on those pillows, sweet girl."

You crawled onto the bed, placing your head onto the fluffy pillows as you waited desperately for Bada to make the next move. Bada placed herself between your thighs, pulling your skirt up over her head. She pressed her lips against your clothed clit giving it light kisses causing you to gasp.

"Let's take these off, okay?" Bada said, removing the skirt from over her head and hooking her fingers into the waistband of your skirt, pulling it down along with your panties. "Now that's better."

"Oh, look how pretty." Bada dragged her fingers up and down your folds, bringing her lips closer to your pussy as she parted your lips with her fingers. She latched onto your clit, sucking and dipping her tongue through your slit. Bada eased her fingers inside of you as she kissed up your clothed body to your neck.

"Bada... uh..." You moaned as her fingers slowly thrust in and out of you, her thumb rubbing your swollen sensitive clit.

"Does it feel good, kitten? My fingers in your pretty little pussy?"

You nodded as Bada's thrust quickened, the sounds of your wetness filled Bada's room. Bada placed her lips against yours, slipping her tongue through your lips as she continued to thrust into you. Your moans fill her mouth as you grip onto her wrist, arching against the bed as tears threaten your eyes, and your legs begin to shake.

"Bada... I can't... too much..." You said as your legs closed around Bada's arm, but she pushed them back open, never stopping wanting to finish her job.

"Keep those legs open for me, pretty girl." Bada said, continuing to thrust into you. "Come on, I know you can do it. Do it for me."

"Oh... Bada..." Your body began to heat up as something snapped inside of you. It spilled out of you like an overflowing sink, onto your thighs, her hand, and her covers... well, that was new. Bada removed her fingers from inside of you as your legs squeezed together as you began to slowly come down from your high.

"Look at the mess you made, baby. Should I clean it up for you?" Bada said as she ran her cum soaked fingers across her lips, slowly wrapping her lips around them cleaning you from her hand. You bit your lip as Bada licked her fingers, pulling them from her lips into yours as she watched with smirk on her lips. Releasing them from your lips, you pulled into a kiss as she held you close to her chest. See, she is sweet when she wants to be.

You may never get the answers you wanted from Bada. Why is this so complicated? Why do you treat me this way behind closed doors versus not? Are you just using me for your sexually pleasure? Will I ever be good enough for you? These questions may lay unanswered and unheard, but at the end of the day, you knew your place.

You knew that she was always going to your bully that needed stress relief, and you were always going the punching bag that was her stress relief.

She has you wrapped around her finger...

Her Pretty Little Kitty.

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gezelligs-world · 11 months

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Found You

(Bada Lee x Fem!Reader)

"Patient is in Room 76, doctor." The nurse informs Y/n who is writing something on the clipboard.

"Alright, thanks Nurse Choi." Y/n smiled and went to room 72. Her nervousness grew when she saw a familliar face.

"Kim Taeyoung, suffered with an injured left leg, right?" The patient sighed and nodded.

"Please call me Tatter, I don't really like my real name." Y/n smiled and nodded in understanding.

"I understand." Y/n replied and began checking Tatter in order for her to know what kind of treatment is suitable for her.

"Hmm your leg suffered a mild pain. I'm confident to tell you that around 1 week, the injury will heal. If you follow the safety precautions I will tell you, of course." Y/n said jokingly at the last part making Tatter laugh.

"Don't worry doctor, I'm not that stubborn. The leader of my dance crew might scold me for it." Tatter continued.

"Your leader must be responsible." Y/n complimented.

"Yeah, Bada unnie really is responsible. I can't even imagine how much pressure she has on her shoulders." Y/n actions stopped when she heard the name. She looked at Tatter with a mix of shock and confusion.

"Bada, you said?" Y/n asked, continuing what she is doing.

"Yeah, you know her?" Tatter asked, titling her head to get a better view of her doctor's reaction to the question.

"Her name is the same as the one I've known for a long time." Y/n smiled and stood up.

"You are allowed to have visitors here in your room but make sure the maximum number is only 3 persons." Tatter nodded and thanked Doctor Y/n.

"Please don't be it..." Y/n mumbled looking at the screen. She's making sure the person that she has known for years will not come here.

"Your nervousness can be felt at the entrance of the hospital." Y/n looked behind her and saw her fellow doctor, Stacy looking at her with a smile.

"I'm just double checking something." Y/n replied, turning her attention back to the screen.

"I saw at the report that one of your patient's names is similar to the one that is in 'her' dance crew." Stacy said, leaning her lower back at the table.

"That's why I'm checking something." Y/n clicked on a specific website and scrolled down to see if the information she's been looking for is there.

"Oh my..." Y/n said, running her hands through her hair.

"What? Oh..." Stacy said, staring at the screen. Stacy laughed and turned to Y/n.

"Looks like you'll be seeing her after 7 years." Stacy stated, patting Y/n's back.

"Bada unnie, stop worrying about Tatter. Tatter said the one managing her are on of the best doctors there." CheChe said, looking at their leader walking back and forth.

"I can't help it. The performance is around the corner and we have no substitute for Tatter's position." Bada said, biting the nail of her thumb.

"I'm sure Tatter is receiving the best healthcare treatment there. We can visit her tomorrow if you want?" Lusher asked.

"Yeah, let's visit her tomorrow." Bada stated.

"Nurse Choi, please look up this patient for me." The nurse nodded, she stood up and took the clip board from Y/n and sat back down. Y/n began to look around while tapping her fingers. Her blood went cold when she saw a familliar entering the hospital. Y/n couldn't think anymore and went through the reception desk and crouched down to hide there.

"Doctor Y/n-" The nurse said, surprised by the doctor's action but was interrupted by someone.

"Excuse me, where's the room of Kim Taeyoung?" A deep voice flowed through Y/n's ears. The same voice she used to love to hear everyday.

"Room 76, please write your name here as a visitor." It went for a couple of minutes and the person gave the clipboard back to the nurse.

"Let me see." The nurse gave the clipboard with a confused face. Y/n analyzed the names and saw what she was looking for.

"No. 22.) Bada Lee"

Y/n returned the clipboard with a sigh and was about to leave when Nurse Choi stopped her.

"Ms. Lee wished for your appearance today. She said she wants to know about the patient's condition." Y/n gulped but nodded to maintain her professionalism. She gathered her courage and went to the room where patient Kim Taeyoung is.

"Patient Kim Tae- I mean Tatter?" Y/n said as she entered the room.

"Yes, that's me." Tatter said, sitting up. She saw Bada stare at her plainly but you can see the surprised reaction in her eyes.

"I came to check for improvements. If you don't mind?" Tatter nodded and Y/n approached Tatter to analyze her.

"Can you lift your left leg for me?" Tatter lifts her leg but it's a little lower than usual. Y/n can feel two eyes piercing through her back.

"Unnie, you look you wanna eat my doctor up." Tatter said chuckling. Y/n got taken aback at the statement and glanced at Bada who happened to roll her eyes. Both make eye contact and avoid them quickly.

"I'm not, stop spreading false information." Y/n lightly smiled as she stood up straight.

"It looks like it's improving a little. But like I said, your injury will be fully healed after this week." Y/n said.

"Thank you doctor." Y/n nodded and went out of the room. Bada stood up and bowed a little as Y/n passed her.

Y/n sighed heavily as she removed her doctor coat and sat on the bench.

"How's your visit with Bada?" Y/n looked at her left and saw Stacy sitting beside her with two coffee cups on her hands.

"First of all, thank you for the coffee. And second, I visited the patient not the one visiting the patient." Y/n replied making Stacy laugh.

"You didn't answer my question." Y/n glanced at Stacy and back to the front.

"You expect her to talk to me after what I did to her in the past?" Y/n chuckled.

"Look, she probably understands your situation at that time. It's her or your career. Imagine if you chose her at that time, would you be wearing a white coat now?" Y/n covered her face with her hands, feeling overwhelmed with emotions as she remembered that time.

"Are we really just ending the relationship we had? 6 years is nothing?" Bada said with tears in her eyes as she stared at her lover.

"I'm sorry..." Bada crouched down, covering her face with her hands. Y/n followed and wrapped her arms around Bada.

"I'm sorry...I'm very sorry..." Y/n wiped Bada's tears as well as hers.

"It will only be for a while okay? Imagine, you will be more famous than you are now and I will finally have my doctor's degree." Bada shook her head, tightly wrapping her arms around Y/n.

"I don't want to...I want to share my accomplishments with you..." Bada replied. Y/n broke the hug with Bada's arms still on her waist. She cupped Bada's face as Bada sniffed.

"I know...I know, I also want to share mine. But there's more than just being your girlfriend. Being your girlfriend is a dream but being a doctor is everything." Bada put her head on Y/n's shoulder as she sobs. Y/n caressed and kissed her hair.

"I love you...so much that I'm willing to let you go to be a better woman for you." Y/n mumbled. She can feel Bada's hand tightly clutching on her jacket.

"If I ever found you again..." Bada said while getting out of Y/n's arms as she stared down deeply into Y/n's eyes.

"If I ever found you again, I will not let you go." Bada promised as she kissed Y/n's lips, caressing the necklace she gave her on their 2nd anniversary.

"What if we found a solution that day?" Y/n asked out of nowhere making Stacy look at her.

"You finally speak after 38 minutes." Y/n rolled her eyes playfully.

"Just answer the question."

"Maybe both of you will be sharing your accomplishment today." Y/n groaned, annoyed that her friend said the exact same thing that Bada said that day.

"You just said the words I least wanted to hear." Y/n replied as she threw her cup at the trash can beside her.

"What else are you expecting to hear?" Stacy asked.

"I'm going to the roof top for fresh air." Y/n said and went to the elevator, avoiding Stacy's question.

Y/n went out of the elevator and saw a figure from afar. She already know who it is due to the height and the hair color.

"I hope what I'm thinking is not what you're gonna do." Y/n said loudly causing Bada to look at her as Y/n approached her figure.

"Just admiring the city lights." Y/n chuckled, remembering this is similar to how they first met.

"Tatter will be fine. Her injury will be healed 2 days before your performance." Y/n said.

"Tatter told you?" Bada asked.

"Yeah. Thanks to her, I also got to know you claimed the main dancer position in your competition. Congrats." Bada thanked her as both of them have a comfortable silence.

"So...how's life lately?" Bada asked, turning her head to Y/n who's busy watching the noisy city below her.

"As you can see, I'm already wearing a white coat." Bada smiled proudly.

"You? How's the variety show you're participating in?" Y/n asked.

"A little criticism here, a little criticism there, but overall it's fun." Y/n nodded in understanding. There was a comfortable silence until Bada broke it.

"I'm always wondering...what if both of us choose to fight for each other?" Y/n just stayed silent as Bada continued.

"If we choose to stay, today should be our 10th anniversary." Y/n turned towards Bada who was already staring at her.

"You're still waiting." Y/n concluded as Bada went closer to her. Her arms went under Y/n's collar and pulled the necklace out.

"And you're still wearing it." Y/n gulped.

"I already found you, I'm not letting you again." Bada said, leaning closer to Y/n's face.

"I never said I want to be let go in the first place." Their lips connect as the emotions overwhelm them, making up the years without bearing one's warmth against them. Bada broke the kiss, putting her forehead against Y/n's.

"My place?" Bada whispered.

"You have to wait missy, my shift is not done yet." Y/n pecked her lips as she went to the exit. Bada chuckled and chased over Y/n.

BONUS SCENE:

Y/n woke up due to the sunlight in the curtain and sat up. She analyzed her surroundings and noticed that she is wearing Bada's t-shirt. Y/n looked over at her left and saw Bada sleeping quietly. She smiled and caressed Bada's hair.

"At least we grow individually, right?" Y/n mumbled, staring at Bada. Bada began to stir a little and finally woke up. She looked at Y/n and smiled, with half of her buried in the pillow.

"Good morning, beautiful." Bada whispered, caressing Y/n's hand that is on her hair.

"Good morning to you too." Y/n replied while smiling.

"I was scared..." Bada said making Y/n confused.

"I was scared you will leave again and I will not be able to find you for years." Y/n felt bad because she knows she's the reason why Bada has issues like this now.

"I know what I did to you in the past caused a lot of pain. But like I said in the past, I let you go to become a better woman for you." Y/n stated, Bada sits up and puts her head on Y/n's shoulder.

"You're already enough for me that time." Bada said, intertwining both of their hands.

"Even though it caused me a lot of pain, it taught me a lot of lessons. But I know to myself that somehow we will find each other again." Bada and Y/n smiled at each other.

"Us against the world?" Bada asked, cupping Y/n's cheek.

"Us against the world." Y/n replied, connecting the lips.

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ssivinee · 11 months

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✧Love Lies✧

BEBE! Kim Taeyoung, aka Tatter x BEBE! F Reader: When finding freedom in dance, your career takes off when being a dancer under SM Entertainment. After a while, you finally joined Bebe as their second oldest member but didn't expect to fall for one of the girls on your team.

✧ Love Lies revolves around the intimate connection between two persons, but these two individuals question the boundaries and feelings for one another throughout the song (mainly seen in the chorus).

Word Count: 4.9k

Note: LOOK HOW PRETTY SHE IS. That's all I had to say😌. Atp, you should just expect this to not be proofread as well.

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You had danced your way through life from the earliest days you could remember. Even as a toddler, when most kids were taking their wobbly first steps, you were already entranced by the rhythm and movement that surrounded you. Your parents often recounted the story of how, as soon as you could stand, your head would bob and your tiny feet would shuffle in perfect sync with any catchy tune that caught your ear.

It was as if music and dance were etched into your very DNA, despite your parents not being the most agile of dancers themselves. The sound of a drumbeat or the melodies from a radio could always send you into a whirlwind of joyful motions. As you grew older, your passion for dance manifested in various forms. You explored ballet classes, where your grace and poise quickly caught the attention of your instructors. Tap dance, too, was a realm where your feet seemed to possess an innate understanding of intricate rhythms.

It wasn't until your teenage years that you truly recognized your desire to take dance seriously in life. That's when you found your way to hip-hop and street dance, discovering a completely different universe within the realm of movement. The urban beats, the freedom of expression, and the raw energy of these dance forms resonated with your very soul.

However, the years spent in tap and ballet had felt like a trap. While you became a quick favorite among your instructors, it came with a demand for excellence that weighed heavily on your shoulders. You were talented and skilled, which every teacher loved, but it meant you were representing more than just yourself; you were carrying the expectations of your mentors as well. This pressure transformed you into someone reserved, cold, and quiet – the complete opposite of your former self.

You threw yourself back into the world of dance with dedication, spending hours in front of a mirror perfecting your moves and crafting your own unique style. The exploration of new dance styles came as a relief.

It was during this phase that you crossed paths with your best friend, Noze. You both attended the same dance class in Seoul, a class so popular that you had been waitlisted multiple times before finally securing a spot. Throughout the class, you and the now-trendy dancer bonded, and your dance journeys began to intertwine. Noze wasn't the only one renowned for her grace; your own visual appeal started to make waves in the world of K-pop.

Both you and Noze were chosen as backup dancers for Kai's debut, a move you readily accepted to gain recognition for your skills. Little did you expect your striking beauty to catapult you to social media stardom.

Instantly recognizable in public and gaining around 1 million Instagram followers, your presence alongside Kai further solidified your popularity among fans.

While Noze gained more fame through her participation in SWF Season 1, you continued to rise in prominence by consistently accompanying Kai in his performances. During HallyuPopFest, you made a new friend who would once again alter the course of your life.

The Bada Lee.

You and Bada hit it off almost instantly despite the enigmatic connection between the lovable, extroverted Bada and your reserved, introverted persona. You slowly became a prime example of opposites attracting in the dance world. As your friendship blossomed, someone else watched from the sidelines.

Your intimidating demeanor made it challenging to approach you, and Tatter was perplexed by your growing friendship with Bada. Tatter had met you around the same time as Bada, automatically finding you cool. You carried yourself with sophistication, and your laid-back, magnetic aura left an impression.

Your ethereal beauty, in particular, captivated Tatter's attention. She felt a surge of excitement every time you crossed paths in person, even though she had never been prepared for the real thing.

Thus began Tatter's little crush on you. Like Bada, you possessed leader-like qualities, likely owing to your experience and age. Tatter couldn't help but ponder various questions about you.

Were you and Bada close because of your similar ages?

Did your shared dance styles play a role?

Despite having contrasting personalities, how had Bada developed such a strong bond with you?

These questions swirled through Tatter's mind, and she never felt the urge to get closer to you, believing that these events were the only times she'd see you. But she was wrong.

When Bada announced the formation of Bebe and revealed its starting members, Tatter hadn't expected to hear your name. In those moments, she wasn't sure whether to feel happy or anxious, as her emotions were always whirlwind around you.

As someone who often kept to yourself, you never really noticed Tatter's presence until you both began working in Bebe. While working on the crew performance video for "What It Is, " you truly observed her. Witnessing her free-spirited, youthful, yet mature personality during the filming occasionally brought a smile to your face. You were gradually developing a fondness for your younger teammates and their personalities.

However, just as Tatter thought this was her opportunity to become closer to you, someone else beat her to it again. Lusher, the third-oldest member of the team, possessed an outgoing personality that made it easy for you to get comfortable and connect with her.

Tatter had assumed you wouldn't appreciate this dynamic, but she was taken aback when she saw you closely listening to Lusher's stories. Your caring eyes, which she had never seen from you before, were locked onto the younger dancer. For Tatter, it was a heart-wrenching sight.

Why couldn't you look at her like that?

This was only a brief moment because Tatter soon noticed that you were becoming caring with everyone, including her. "Taeyoung-ah? You okay?" Bada inquired, her presence jolting Tatter from her inner musings as she observed the tall dancers before them. "Yes, unnie. Just a bit tired," Tatter replied, offering an explanation for her distracted state.

You, noticing her fatigue, pulled out an energy powder pack from your pocket. "Mix it with your water," you suggested, extending the pack towards her. Bada served as an unspoken translator for you giving the smaller girl a smile, and she accepted the pack with a sense of gratitude. "Thank you."

That marked the first full sentence you had ever uttered to the girl, allowing her to experience your voice up close. The sound of your voice was unexpectedly deep, smooth as velvet.

For the most part, Tatter's interactions with you were limited to these moments, even when you were joining the show with them.

Many of the crews were taken by surprise to see both you and Bada on the same team, considering you were currently among the trendiest figures in the Korean dance scene. Some even speculated that you might be a sub-leader, but during a one-on-one meeting with the taller girl, you politely declined the offer.

"I don't think I fit the sub-leader role," you expressed, taking a sip of your iced tea. Bada began to object, but you stopped her.

"Not with these girls specifically, unnie," you elaborated sincerely. "Lusher is the better pick. Her strong bond with the girls and her caring personality make her the right choice, in this case at least." As a dance teacher, you had experience leading others, but you felt uncertain about your fit within this particular team.

Moreover, the limited chemistry you had with the other members compared to Lusher played a role in your decision.

Bada sighed and sipped her drink, partly saddened by your choice but understanding it based on the explanation. "Fine, I'll tell them tomorrow during class," she conceded, and the two of you continued to chat the night away.

Now, all eight of you sat in the fight zone, the first crew to arrive. Your crew's performance video played on the large screen, and the rest of the girls were astounded by what they saw. Comments from other crews began to pour in, and your emotions were a mix of uncertainty and pride.

The praise initially focused on Bada, acknowledging her as a highly trendy and popular dancer. Then, it shifted to you.

"Y/n is one of the dancers who rose to fame with Kai, right? At the same time as Noze?" Nob from Lady Bounce pointed out, with her team members nodding in agreement. "I'm pretty sure the two are best friends," Biggy added. "So, we have two of the trendiest dancers in Korea on the same team? Do we stand a chance here?" "Clearly not."

"As much as Bada is experienced, Y/n is by far the most versatile on this team," Lia Kim observed, while Harimu couldn't hide her excitement about being on the same show as you. "She's really cool and knows how to capture fans' hearts," 1Million's youngest member said enthusiastically.

Then, the DeepNDap segment returned to the screen, and you braced yourself for what was to come. "She just appeals to the audience because of her pretty face," Mina Myoung commented, a hint of cockiness in her tone. "It's true, though. If she weren't pretty, no one would pay attention to her," Gooseul added, further fueling the critique. You weren't surprised; you had seen how your best friend was treated during the first season, and you had discussed it with her multiple times. So you were well-prepared for the same kind of treatment.

Noze had warned you about it when she found out you'd be on the show. "She doesn't seem to carry herself as a dancer," Yoonji from Mannequeen commented, prompting your annoyance. "All you can really see is her face when she dances." You scoffed at the comment, feeling it was more of a button-pushing tactic. After all, you typically styled yourself similarly to Bada, wearing hats every time you danced.

Bada and you were expected to carry the team, given the comments from some of the other crews. On the other hand, Tatter was affected by the comments about you, as she knew how dedicated and hardworking you were. You couldn't help but notice her change in behavior, assuming it was due to being labeled as "weak students," although it wasn’t the comments of them she was bothered by, it was the comments about you.

"Chin up. Don't let it get to you," you whispered in Tatter's ear, surprising her with the warmth of your breath against her skin. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she nodded fervently, attempting to conceal her emotions. This worked to her advantage as you patted her back before returning to your seat beside Bada.

The time for no-respect battles had arrived, leaving you with just one sticker and a sense of curiosity about who you'd choose as your opponent. The prospect of engaging in two battles hardly fazed you; in fact, you wished for more challenges. The fact that you only had one sticker, despite some teams undermining your crew, brought a smirk to Bada's lips.

"They're probably afraid of you," Bada commented, rubbing your shoulder, to which you responded with a confident smirk. "If they aren't, I can give them something to be afraid of," you declared, eliciting a laugh from Bada, who was clearly amused by your boldness.

Sitting beside you, Tatter observed the exchange, her emotions in a whirlwind as she witnessed your self-assured demeanor. Your smirk seemed to exude a predatory hunger, and it left her feeling a certain kind of way.

Bada had been the first to battle on your team against 1Million's Ready, setting a victorious tone for the day. The win was a source of motivation for the rest of the crew.

After several more battles, Cera was called onto the stage. She grinned and confidently made her way toward your crew, singling you out. "Y/n, let's dance."

Your crew started hyping you up, and you nodded at Mannequeen's youngest. Your heart raced, aware that Cera excelled in battles and unsure why she had chosen you. Your skill sets were entirely different, creating a buzz of anticipation throughout the studio.

"Cera, why have you picked Bebe's Y/n as your no-respect dancer?" someone from the audience inquired. "I wanna see something new from her," Cera replied with a hint of challenge. "Feels like her style's a bit stale now."

You chuckled lightly. "Let me show you how I dance," you responded nonchalantly, earning admiration from those watching. "I should've bought wedding rings today, one for Bada and one for Y/n," JJ quipped, eliciting laughter from her team. "I'm kind of excited to see what she's gonna show," Minny whispered, pointing at you.

Cera initiated her performance with her iconic slow walk, incorporating her well-known movements. Her impeccable balance on one leg, expressive facial gestures, and powerful arm movements were all familiar, but the audience never grew tired of witnessing her art. As she drew nearer, her perfectly manicured finger traced your jawline, provoking a smirk in response to her gentle touch. Tatter watched, her blood boiling at the sight of this coquettish connection between you and Cera, despite this being your first time performing together.

Tatter couldn't decide if it was the way you stood there, captivating the crowd, or if it was all thanks to Cera's charm that made her uncomfortable.

Regardless, she didn't like it one bit.

"Chill out," Bada whispered to Tatter, noticing her clenched fist and reddening knuckles. She had been aware of Tatter's crush on you, but this level of jealousy was a new and concerning development. Bada wasn't sure if these feelings could potentially interfere with Tatter's mindset during the competition. “I am, unnie. Don’t worry.”

As they chatted, your turn was about to begin, and they heard ‘Run the World (Girls)’ by Beyonce blaring on the speakers. The song begins at the pre-chorus, and a sly grin takes over as you sway your body to the music.

My persuasion can build a nation

Endless power

You begin by pointing at yourself and slowly raise your leg, mimicking Cera’s move perfectly. You follow up with a double Tour en l'Air and hit a fan kick right before the chorus hits. Tatter’s jaw drops at your insane flexibility since she had only seen you do kpop.

Who run the world? Girls! (Girls!)

Your style switches to step dance as the drums become faster, and everyone's eyes widen.

The loud stomps, claps, and shuffles were heard even with the loud music, proving your strength on the stage. Everyone stares at you, never looking away, as you end the dance by mimicking the lyrics, ‘Who run the world? G-G-Girls!’ with a harsh salute thrown nonchalantly. Screams are heard from around, and you bow with tense shoulders, waiting for the judge's deliberation.

As soon as you spot the three light blue cards, you release the most relieved sigh you've had in a while, drowning in the ecstatic cheers from your Bebe crew members. Amid the celebration, Tatter rushes to you, wrapping you in a bone-crushing hug, her face nestled against your upper back, evoking a smile from you.

"We were well aware of Cera's battling prowess, but Y/n, you surprised us all," Mike Song remarks, seamlessly switching to English, earning nods from the other two judges. "Step dance is a rarity in Korea even if it is a competitive dance style, and witnessing it today felt like a breath of fresh air," Shownu adds, reflecting the unanimous sentiment in the studio.

"Y/n, you've shown that your style is anything but stale. It was like a revitalizing force on that stage, powerful and heavy yet refreshing," Monika praises you, prompting multiple bows from you and applause from the audience. "You totally killed it, unnie!" the sub-leader exclaims, her excitement evident as she shakes your arm. You respond with a grateful laugh, and Tatter, standing by your side, can't help but smile, recognizing the new side of yourself you've revealed to them.

You looked like you truly loved dancing.

"You were a monster out there, unnie," Tatter whispers in your ear, her voice filled with awe. You turn to her, taken aback by her bold action and compliment. Your warm smile never fades, and you casually drape your arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer. "Thanks, Tata," you reply, giving her a squeeze on the shoulder. Her face lights up with a blush, pleasantly surprised to hear her nickname from you for the first time.

In the days that followed, your focus shifted to preparing for the kpop mission. Inspired by Bada's triumph in the class mission, the crew's momentum felt unstoppable. On this particular day, the team was hard at work, rehearsing without Bada, who had laid out the dance's framework but left a few details for you to fill in. It appeared that Lusher wasn't at her best today, so you stepped up to assist her in leading the practice.

"Lush, we've got to maintain the pacing and smooth out the transition," you assert, addressing her while also ensuring the rest of the girls hear your guidance. The group makes another attempt, but the coordination is still off. Dancers collide, and a sigh escapes your lips, wearied by the struggle.

"Should I step in for Bada unnie's position while we work through this?" you suggest to the sub-leader, who nods, visibly relieved to have your guidance in this moment of uncertainty.

You counted everyone in and did the Maniac portion of the dance, nailing it more with the sound of the numbers leaving your lips. As you end, you clap, feeling happy once you all have it down. So when Bada came in, and you showed her the dance, she was grateful to see the amazing progress.

“Y/n-ah, can you watch over here with me? I want to see what you think of the first part of Not Shy,” you nod, immediately standing beside her. Bada counts the girls in, and as you try to watch everyone, you find yourself staring at the blond dancer, her confidence never hesitating as she did each move. “So what do you think?” Bada snaps you out of your thoughts.

“We should go a bit harder here,” you say, demonstrating what you’d like to see. “I agree. Let’s fix it up then?” Everyone nods at their leader, as you all kept practicing.

As the moment to showcase the 30-second choreography arrived, a wave of nervousness washed over the younger members. Tsubakill's performance had just concluded, and its strength was undeniable. You couldn't help but acknowledge that it would be a formidable challenge.

When it was Bebe’s turn, everyone was pleased to see the movement, even in awe at the imitation of double doors. It was safe to say you guys secured your place for the JYP battle, but that wasn’t the most frustrating part to come.

During each team’s copy section presentation, you were worried. As your crew added a flip, Tsubakill did as well, and Yumeri was surely confident when doing so. You knew you could’ve done the stunts yourself if needed, but you wanted the other girls to shine. So Tatter was given the hard challenge.

Practice seemed to be going well for you all, but everything began to crumble when it was time to film. As Tatter tries hitting the first flip, she stumbles, even kicking Lusher a little, and it takes every fiber in your body to keep going. Then the second flip comes, and she fails again, her depressed face more evident. Other crews did their best to cheer the girl on, which worked, as you could all finish.

From across the stage, you hurried to reach the girl, gently placing your hands on her shoulders. "Are you okay?" you inquired, concern lacing your voice. She nodded, determined to hold back her tears, and you pulled her into a comforting hug. Having experienced self-disappointment yourself, you knew how painful it could be. "It's okay. You did great, Tata," you assured her, rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her, and it seemed to work, at least momentarily.

As you all took your seats, Tatter sat beside you, head bowed in dejection. Your heart ached at the sight, and you couldn't resist holding her hand, offering silent support. Another hug followed, no words spoken, just the comforting warmth of your embrace and the reassuring patting of her head. She relaxed in response to your touch, leaning in to wrap her arms around your waist and bury her face in your neck.

Your heart raced at the intimacy of the moment, feeling her breath brush against your neck. You tried to push aside the swirling thoughts, knowing that now wasn't the right time, but the connection between you and Tatter had become impossible to ignore.

You never thought of her this way before, so why was it happening now?

Throughout the day, Tatter remained close by your side, clutching your hand like a lost puppy. As the night drew to a close and everyone began packing their bags, you couldn't help but notice Tatter's hesitation to leave the practice room.

Bada, too, seemed to pick up on her reluctance and expressed her concern. Tatter had struggled with her stunts, and although you wanted to assist, you were already occupied, helping the two youngest members of the crew. "Do you plan to stay?" Bada inquired gently, directing your attention to Tatter, who nodded in response.

"Don't overexert yourself, Taeyoung. You'll do good on stage," Bada assured her, patting her back as if suggesting she should head home instead.

"I'll stay with her, unnie," you asserted, placing your belongings back on the floor. Tatter looked at you, a touch of confusion in her eyes, while Bada regarded you with a questioning gaze. "Are you sure? It's already 1 a.m., Y/n."

"I'll make sure she doesn't push herself too hard. I've got it," you reassured the older dancer, and she nodded, placing her trust in you. Once Bada left the room, a quiet atmosphere enveloped the two of you. Tatter appeared somewhat reluctant to begin, but you gently encouraged her, saying, "Come on, let me assist you so I can get you home for some much-needed rest."

You laid out a soft mat in the center for a cushion, patting your hand down on it. "Give it a shot and show me what you've got at the moment," you encouraged. Tatter reluctantly accepted her current limitations and made another attempt at the stunt, but her balance wavered, causing her to fall.

"Try putting more energy into the initial walk. The momentum will carry you through the flip," you suggested. She followed your advice, managing to execute the move, although it appeared somewhat messy at this stage. Without a word, you stepped in, gently taking her arms and guiding her back into the headstand, using your hands to steady her at the waist.

Tatter's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson, and it wasn't solely due to the strenuous stunts she had been attempting. No, it was your gentle touch on her exposed skin that sent her heart racing. "You should focus on maintaining a better balance on your head and engaging your core muscles more," you advised her, your fingertips lightly tracing the contours of her abdomen.

She made an effort to follow your guidance, and for a moment, it appeared as though she had improved. However, when you attempted to release your support, she stumbled once more, this time toppling directly onto you.

In an attempt to prevent her from further harm, you swiftly maneuvered your right arm beneath her head. Tatter had her eyes tightly shut, bracing herself for potential pain. But when it didn't come, she cautiously opened her eyes to the sight of you, hovering protectively above her. Your gaze bore a deep concern as you leaned closer, gently moving her blonde strands out of the way.

The room was shrouded in silence, and you couldn't help but wonder why the girl couldn't meet your eyes. Then, the realization struck you—your current position left you both in a somewhat awkward situation, causing a momentary freeze. Tatter, however, slowly fluttered her eyes open, doing her best to appear composed, and you couldn't help but find her stunning. Her golden hair sprawled across the floor, a delicate blush gracing her cheeks, and her lips parted slightly as she caught her breath. You found it difficult to maintain eye contact at that moment, only regaining some semblance of composure when she whispered your name, "Unnie?"

You could almost hear yourself gulping at the whispered tone, meeting her gaze again. “Yes?”

“Thanks for staying with me.” She says, delicately pulling you into a hug, which causes your body to weigh down on hers.

Your mind was now in a frenzy at the close contact, feeling her body on yours. Trying to recover, you stand up quickly, shaking away the feelings. Your arm reaches down, and Tatter gladly accepts the help with a smile, “Come on, you’ll get this down.”

Tatter then does the part again, taking your advice, and lands the headstand and follows it up with the next move. Your eyes widened as she got it down quickly, excitedly clapping for her. She goes in for another hug, which you gladly reciprocate with a chuckle, “I’m proud of you,” you mumble, and Tatter hears the pure, genuine feeling in your voice. “Let’s go now?” You ask her, and she nods.

It had been two days after that night, finally being performance day, but you couldn’t shake away the thoughts of Tatter in your mind. It got you anxious to even step up on stage, but luckily, Tsubakill was first, so you had time to gather yourself together.

You had decided to make a bold choice. Always being known for your long-sleeved shirts, you tried something different, sporting a white sleeveless crop top instead. Specifically choosing it for one particular scene – when Lusher was in front, and we had to lift her shirt with our mouths.

Your eyes meet Tatter’s figure as she stretches and you make your way over to her. “Feeling good today?” You ask, but when she looks up, her jaw almost drops seeing you in the unfamiliar attire. You always opted to wear anything that hid your tattoos as they were a bit large, so when she sees you, her face goes red as usual. Tatter’s vision falls to the flower tattoo you had, that seems to settle on your underboob and it cascaded down to your hip. then and there, she just found you ten times hotter in the moment. “Um, Y- yeah. I feel good today.”

Definitely more than good, but moving on.

The crew watched Tsubakill go first backstage, and it made you all nervous to see them do so well, getting insane reactions from the crowd as well. You had to shake the feeling away when it was your turn to head up.

As the performance began, the crowd was electrified. The dance was fierce and dynamic, and our chemistry was palpable. You took the center position with Minah by your side as you two laughed manically, the acting being on point, as you can see Monika being thoroughly impressed. The moment of truth came when Lusher took center stage, and the crew began to lift her shirt. You watch everyone’s eyes widen when sheathing the large ink on your chest, and with Tatter behind you, she also sees the spinal tattoo.

Were you just planning on hiding your tatted self from the world? That was all she could think of, but she had to continue the dance.

Tatter's surprise had deepened, and you couldn't help but smile during the performance. The dance was a revelation, not just for the audience but for Tatter as well.

As we stood on the stage after your electrifying performance, you realized that Tatter's perception of you had shifted slightly. Her eyes became more daring every time you made eye contact, making you smirk. After the last few days, you realized that you maybe liked the girl, but this truly confirmed it for you. It was a realization that went beyond the dance floor. Tatter was seeing you in a new light, and it was a powerful connection unfolding before the both of you.

After the stage and the shooting were done, you decided to wait for her outside the building after changing into more comfortable clothing. You needed some fresh air, a moment to process the cyclone of emotions that had swept through the night. Tatter emerged from the building, her eyes still filled with the magic of the performance.

You looked at her, a sense of nervousness settling in your chest. The air was charged with the hype of the night, and it felt like the perfect moment. You took a deep breath and finally said the words that had been on your mind for a while.

"Tatter, would you like to go on a date with me?" You asked, voice a little uncertain, but eyes filled with sincerity. Tatter's surprise was evident, and her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. But then, her eyes sparkled with joy, and a radiant smile spread across her face. "Of course, unnie. I’d love to," she replied, her voice filled with excitement and happiness.

At that moment, under the starry night sky, it felt like the universe had aligned to create a connection that was as intricate and beautiful. The journey with Bebe had brought you together, and your shared passion for dance had set the stage for a new chapter in our lives.

As you walked away from the building, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel a sense of destiny in the air. Now, it felt like you truly fit in with the team.

A/n: this took so long to write... has little to no motivation whatsoever😭

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aixicl · 9 months

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See you again,

Bada Lee x fem reader

Summary: After you both agree to part ways, your paths cross unexpectedly.

Cw: exes :(, angst (?).

Wc: 6k.

Pls read : I’ve decided to put all parts (1 2 & 3) into one single fic because it’s not that long. For the babes that already read the first 2 parts, before the beginning of every chapter I added numbers so I’d be easier for you to scroll to your desired chapter🤍

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(1)

''So, you're going to be back soon. Right?''

Soobin asked, her tone uneasy. Even tho you told her numerous times that you won't just disappear forever and once the leaves begin to fall and change colors you'll rock the streets of Seoul again. Until then, you'll fly as far as your wings take you. It's not like you did anything wrong. You decided to leave after all.

''Wild, young & free'' as some would describe, as she would describe. Until you weren't free anymore, your thoughts kept you imprisoned in your mind.

''Yeah girlie, you know how hard I worked to get in.''

For a long time, you've wondered what you're into—having an identity crisis every time you see her dancing with such passion. You admire her wholeheartedly, but you can't help feeling jealous since there wasn't anything there for you. Your mom took you to piano classes, swimming, and even judo. She tried her best to expand your horizons and you're grateful for that but it never really worked out. Until in your early teens, you discovered your burning passion for writing, having the power to control every reply, scene, or character you desire. It's like the alphabet was made for you just to write cheeky stories that she would giggle at. Words being placed thoughtfully in your love letters to her.

''I can't wait for you to get back home. I will get reallyyy mad if we don't go out drinking before uni." The younger girl giggled over the phone. But the word ''home'' stuck to you like a bandage. You're the type of person that considers ''home'' wherever the heart is but where is your home when your heart is all over the place?

You're just lying to yourself. You know exactly where home is. Home was the queen-sized bed you once shared, with the messy sheets you were too lazy to arrange since you knew in less than 24 hours it would be the same. Home was the kitchen where you would fail yet another recipe trying to surprise her with a yummy meal after her dance class. Home was anywhere she was really. Too bad she’s so far away now. That doesn’t mean you’re homeless tho. Many tried to offer you a room in their hearts, but it just wasn’t the same. The best you could do was try. Going on dates, even being a fan of dating apps until you gave up. Her presence scarred you so deeply that you subconsciously compared every romantic interest to her, her jokes, her compliments, her touch, her way of being.

“Did she get in?” the girl who once was your biggest relationship enthusiast asked, knowing how the story unfolded.

“How am I supposed to know? Is there any reason I would be interested? I haven’t spoken to her in months.”

“Forget it, why are we even talking about her? Call me when you arrive. I’ll talk to Seoyoung and Taeyoung and maybe we can go out and have cheap drinks like we did back in the day!”

You had a happy childhood, loving parents and lots of friends and you even had a best friend since primary school! Funny how a best friend turns into someone you love and then into someone you don't know at all-isn't life funny?

During the past two months, you traveled around Europe. Finding beautiful places that make you enjoy the moment, finding beautiful people, beautiful moments. Peace. Traveling was one of the things you truly enjoyed. She once promised you’d go to Lyon and Basilicata together. You ended up going by yourself. Maybe it was better this way.

Even though you were surrounded by people there were still moments when you felt alone and rather than being sad, you tried to enjoy being by yourself and embrace the quiet. Your life was so noisy until it all just stopped. You just accepted it.

The familiar streets make the corners of your mouth turn upright. The convenience store right around the corner from your childhood apartment, the sun shining brightly on your street, and the kids that just left school flooding the now-crowded street gave you a familiar feeling. Comfort.

“You are so beautiful.” your mother said while embracing you tightly, clearly noticing the subtle changes in your looks. Your skin is now sun-kissed thanks to Sardinia beach, your hair is slightly shorter and darker since you couldn’t skip the hair salons in Paris, and your cheeks are more plump since you’re not the one to refuse a delicious dish.

“You just came back and you are leaving again in a few days. If you don’t come to visit me on Sundays I won’t send you any food ever again!” your mom said sarcastically. Truth is, you would like to spend more time with her but now you’re too caught up with the new school year starting.

You’re officially a student in creative writing & linguistics and even got accepted as #13. Your mother couldn’t help but brag to her friends about your success in joining such a prestigious university. She was shocked. She wasn’t aware you planned to join this university a long time ago, alongside her.

“How’s Bada? Are you guys still mad? Is an 11 year old friendship worth throwing away?”

Bada was well acquainted with your mother. Sometimes you thought your mom loves her more than she loves you. Bada infiltrated in your life so well that it came as a surprise to everybody that the two best friends who held hands just stopped talking. No reason behind it.

“You still haven’t told me what happened.”

“Mom please I just arrived home don’t make me wanna leave again” You came off as a bit harsh but Bada was a dead subject to you. At day you would pretend you never came across Bada Lee, at night you would remember the way her hands softly caressed your waist and how your lips perfectly fit hers. You cut her off exactly how your hair stylist cut your split ends in Paris. But hair always eventually grows back.

Your childhood bedroom became the center of your attention for the next seven days as you discovered many random things while packing for uni. Old textbooks from high school, many hair accessories, polaroids with her, some dried up hand cream. Small things that were core memories for you. Your room is being filled up with 2 types of carton boxes: to take & to throw.

Most of the items you decided to throw were just straight up trash, one of her baggy t-shirts that still had her scent on it being included. Some stuff you decided to keep was necessities, toiletries, some pictures you took together just in case you made up again, etc. She was already half out of your heart, the other half made sure your heart was beating rapidly only for her. Did she also throw out your stuff? Did she keep it??

Across the street, things were pretty much the same.

“Make sure you eat well. Did you pack everything?”

Mrs. Lee made sure to check up on her daughter. She was indeed a very caring mother.

The girl let out a loud sigh saying, “Yeah, I’ll check again before leaving. There's still plenty of time left."

“You always do that honey, wait until the last minute. Go check it now! We won’t have time to add everything to the boxes in the morning!” said the older woman worriedly.

She went back to her room. The framed picture on her desk watched her every move, constantly reminding her of what was. Something in her not being able to throw it away, it was already there for 2 years. But sometimes she did turn the photo upside down, usually when she had other women over.

It was her 17th birthday. Your smiles were brighter than the flashlight itself, your cheeks flushed after so many shots your mother would destroy you for drinking. It was the night your relationship exploded.

“Is it wrong that I really want to kiss you?” You asked quietly, embarrassed by how close she was, her body firmly pressing against yours.

“Why would it be?” she says flatly.

As you take a deep breath, you think to yourself: ''Fuck it.'' It doesn't take long for your hands to reach her face. You lean in and kiss her, feeling her heart racing against yours. She melts into your arms, immersing herself in your arms as you explore each other's lips. You pull away and look into her eyes, feeling a connection deeper than anything you've ever felt before. You both smile, savoring the moment and knowing that this is the beginning of something new. The color of your lipstick now staining her lips and her mind. She runs her fingers over your lips feeling the warmth and softness of your skin, as she says softly:

''This is how it's supposed to be."

You lean in and kiss her again, this time with more passion and intensity until you have to pull away to catch your breath. That was the first of many makeouts in Bada's bedroom.

In the first place, you were just supposed to change your shirt since somehow a glass of champagne ended up on your clothes, and Bada one way or another managed to trap you in front of the closet. Shit happens.

That night the now dried shirt stuck to your skin, the idea of anything else instead of the girl in front of you being long forgotten.

To be sincere, you always held the power to pull anything you wanted without really trying. And you pulled Bada Lee into a complete black hole that night. Unaware that your souls are tied so tightly that at one point they'll burst. And unfortunately, that happened faster than any of you anticipated.

(2)

''You're Y/N, right?" the thrilled girl asked. She had a unique appearance. The mole on her nose easily distinguished her from a crowd you thought. Flashy nails, long hair, bright clothes, and a bubbly personality were the main characteristics of your new roommate.

''Yeah! It seems like we're stuck together for a while. And you are?''

''I'm Hyerim, I'm in the dance department! I love your outfit! Where did you get that cardigan? This color looks flattering on you!" she says rapidly with a wide smile.

You hit the jackpot for the first time in a long time. On your way to the dorm, your thoughts are filled with the idea of having a demon as a roommate. You had already created a scenario of what to do just in case the person you need to spend the whole school year with together is insufferable. Thankfully, that wasn't the case. For the next 2 hours, you and Hyerim had a blast, talking about anything & everything while unpacking. You both laughed and joked around, and you felt a sense of relief when you realized you wouldn't have to deal with a roommate who wasn't pleasant. You two got along great and you were excited to spend the next year together. You just clicked. As the first week of school passed you realized Hyerim was the hyperactive little sister you never had.

''There's this party next door, one of my friends invited me.'' Your new friend proposed as her eyes sparkled with excitement. ''Do you want to go with me? My friend will bring her girlfriend and I don't want to be the third wheel." The girl pouts.

''Sure, I feel like drinking anyway.'' You said chuckling. Back in the day, you attended every party you possibly could, earning admirable alcohol tolerance. You're making people take notice of you tonight since you have the whole pack to survive a frat party.

You and Hyerim took your time carefully arranging every rhinestone around your eyes. There was a heated debate about what lipstick color would look best with her charismatic outfit.

As you stepped into the party, vibrant energy engulfed the house. The music filled every corner, blending with the laughter and already sweaty bodies of many young adults. The dorm was a mess, filled with more alcoholic drinks than you can count. The smell of vanilla body spray and cheap cigarettes reeked in the living room. You genuinely wondered how so many people could fit into such a small apartment. As you scanned the room, you noticed a familiar face. You smiled and waved, and Soobin quickly made her way to you, giving you a warm embrace.

''So it seems like our drinking plan is finally happening." she laughed while scanning you up and down. ''Who are you trying to attract tonight Miss Martini? If I was into women you would've been my first choice.'' Soobin said while smirking.

Earlier while Hyerim went to touch up her makeup, you wandered to the kitchen where you found some unknown version of martini that was already half empty. You didn't care that the now-empty drink would be the cause of your headache tomorrow. All you wanted was to have fun. The alcohol helped you to keep your thoughts foggy. You grabbed one drink after another and gulped it down in one go. You felt a rush of warmth spreading through your body and you felt yourself becoming more confident and daring. You felt like you could take on the world. You danced and sang along with Soobin. You were living in the moment, without a care in the world. You were having the time of your life.

''Y/N I'VE SEARCHED FOR YOU EVERYWHERE!'' Hyerim screamed trying to make her voice louder than the music. The girl next to her looked dumbfounded. ''This is my friend Dohee. I've told you about her before! Her oreo girlfriend will arrive later so until then it's the four of us.'' She said while showing Soobin a big smile.

Meanwhile, Hyerim and Soobin were discussing a movie you've never heard of and your eyes couldn't stop traveling to Dohee's sour expression. It was such a shame, a beautiful girl frowning. Her red-coated luscious lips are paralyzed, the leather jacket accentuating her small figure so well. Whoever is making the alluring-looking women wait is a real loser, you think. But you're here, with her, right now, in the moment. Who can blame you for wanting to steal a smile from the girl's face?

''I guess your girlfriend is not coming hm?'' You asked quietly, trying not to make the girl explode. She looks like she could burst into crying any moment now. While asking her, you carefully put your arm around her shoulders.

''Yeah. She stood me up again." Dohee sighed then went on and told you how the girl whose appearance won't be seen tonight isn't actually her girlfriend but rather a friend with benefits she's too scared to admit she has feelings for. She told you the unknown woman told her she wasn't interested in any emotional relationship and she just had to accept it. You wondered if the cause of her being so open about this subject was the cup full of plain vodka or if she just was so desperate for someone to hear her out, to look into her soulful eyes and say ''I care''. Regardless of that, you were ready to be there for her even if it was for a short time.

''She's such a fool. I hope you're aware of that. Someone like you doesn't deserve to be treated like that, tossed around like a simple washcloth. Forget about her tonight. Things will get better like they always have.'' You told her while giving a genuine smile, slowly putting your hand on top of hers.

''You really mean that?'' She says smirking while looking at your hands that are now intertwined.

One conversation led to another, and you and Dohee ended up outside sharing a cigarette she pulled from her bra. Even tho you met only 3 hours ago the silence between you two wasn't awkward, but rather comforting. The moon shone down, illuminating your faces as you stood together. Dohee couldn't help but ask you:

"You look familiar. Are you sure our paths haven't crossed before?" Her expression grows nervous. She knew exactly where she saw you before but was too drunk and confused to link things.

''If I had seen you before I would've remembered, but besides that, I doubt I would've let you go." You respond confidently with a grin.

''I've told you so much about me and I don't really know anything about you.." She told you wistfully.

You went on and told her small details about you, such as your 2 month trip and your passion for writing. Nothing too significant but enough to be considered an acquaintance instead of a stranger. She took a moment and studied your face, admiring the eyes she was jealous of every time her romantic interest forgot to hide the picture on her desk. No wonder Bada kept your picture somewhere visible. You were too beautiful to not be looked at. Maybe that's why Bada hid the picture every time she came over, to not fall in love with you instead of her. At first, she envied you for looking so happy next to her. She envied the fact that Bada's smile looked genuine next to yours. Two stars standing next to each other so closely couldn't be any good she thought, unaware of the fact that you and Bada eventually collided, merging into an even brighter star than you currently are. Unfortunately, that star didn't survive long as it was pulled into a black hole, but it died gloriously in a tidal disruption event.

She smiled and gave you a warm look. She took your hand in hers and brought you closer, her touch sending a spark of electricity through your body. It's been a while since you kissed someone but you sure wouldn't mind her touch. When the gap between you closed, your cherry lips met her strawberry ones. Weird combination of flavors but it works. One bitter and the other one sweet.

Your hands shamelessly roam her body, not knowing in the distance that someone is enjoying this as much as you. Instead of focusing on the one she spent the last night with, her eyes are only focusing on your figure, observing the way you fiercely grab the other girl's hips pulling her even closer to you. It's been a while since she last saw you, especially like this but you still managed to make her freeze on the spot. For a moment Bada recalled a time when you simply kissed her. It wasn't something meaningful at all, just how your plump lips sat on hers. At the same time, it was amusing for her that you just kissed the girl she casually used to forget about the emotions she drowned in because of you. Following her heart always leads her to you.

Dohee pulled away when her phone suddenly rang, her face suddenly becoming bitter. You went inside to give her privacy. In the living room, you find Soobin and Hyerim ''dancing'' if it even can be called that, barely being capable of standing on their own feet. They quickly pull you into their little dancing circle forcing you to dance with them. There was no choice other than to give in and take pictures to have a good laugh later on. The laughter didn't last long as Dohee came in with the tall, 2 colored hair woman holding hands.

''What the fuck..'' Soobin whispered to you while catching a glimpse of Bada.

You were drunk but not drunk enough to not notice Bada and her changed appearance. The once blue hair you encouraged her to dye was gone, now weirdly but cutely resembling an oreo and one thing about oreos is that you couldn't resist them, being ideal for your picky taste buds. The not overly sweet cookie fits your dessert criteria perfectly, just like you and Bada's hands fit each other perfectly but that was long forgotten.

''There they are! Let's play spin the bottle now!" Hyerim exclaimed while sending Dohee a wink. It was obvious she was trying to make her friend happy and maybe give her the chance to kiss the girl she spent sleepless nights crying over. However, Hyerim wouldn't let her teenagey thoughts win if she knew the way Bada used to smile at you, nevertheless, it was too late for that because you and a few other people gathered in a circle.

Hyerim went over the ''rules'' quickly, saying if you don't want to kiss the other person you have to take a shot of whatever alcohol was left. Everyone agreed, eagerly to kiss one another or just drink some more. In the first round, the bottle landed on Hyerim and Soobin. They shared a peck playfully without any hesitation. You were up next, the cap of the bottle stopped between Bada and Dohee, the in-love girl clearly not thinking it through because she was too excited to be staying so close to the woman next to her, obviously they won't kiss at all since they aren't sitting on the opposite of each other.

''Okay Y/N who are you gonna kiss??" Hyerim said full of curiosity, a little afraid of the decision you have to make.

''You don't have to kiss anyone Y/N. It's just a stupid game.'' Soobin babbled.

''Dohee.'' You said firmly while looking straight into her eyes. She couldn't handle all the eyes on her, especially yours and Bada's so her view dropped to the bottle in front of her.

''I-'' Dohee gasped trying to form a sentence unsuccessfully, not only because of her drunken state and emotions but because another voice chimed in.

"Kiss her." Bada assented. "It's not like you haven't kissed her before. Kiss her." She repeated smirking while your eyes locked. You won't lie, the multi-colored hair really fits her, just as she thought about how well the rhinestones make your eyes pop.

You grabbed Dohee's face and kissed her. Now you'd blame it on the martini but you specifically bit her lip just right in order to earn a moan from her and a sneer from Bada.

''I'm so calling Taeyoung right now..'' Soobin mumbled trying to remember her passcode in order to call your friend to tell her the shit show she just missed.

(3)

The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension and unspoken words, especially between you, Dohee, and Bada. The game of spinning the bottle continued, but your mind was elsewhere, replaying the moment your lips met Dohee's and the mixed emotions that flashed across Bada's face.

After a few more rounds and a couple of awkward kisses, the game fizzled out, the participants either too drunk or too distracted by their own thoughts. Hyerim, with her ever-bubbling energy, suggested a change in activity, but the mood had shifted. The party was winding down, people were starting to leave or find a spot to crash for the night.

You decided to step outside for a breath of fresh air, the stuffiness of the room becoming too much. As you leaned against the railing of the small balcony, you felt the cool night air brush against your skin, sobering you up a bit. Your thoughts were a jumbled mess, images of Dohee's surprised face and Bada's unreadable expression swirling in your mind.

"Mind if I join you?" a voice asked from behind. You turned to see Bada stepping out onto the balcony, closing the door behind her. The noise from the party became a dull murmur, giving you both a semblance of privacy.

"I wasn't expecting you to be here tonight." you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

Bada leaned against the railing beside you, looking out into the night. "I could say the same about you." she replied. "Seems like we both can't escape each other's orbit, no matter how hard we try. Every time I forget about us you hunt me down." She giggled, earning a chuckle from you.

The silence that followed was heavy, laden with unspoken words and memories of a past relationship that had ended in a whirlwind of emotions. You both knew that whatever had been between you was in the past, yet the remnants of those feelings still lingered.

As the moon cast a shimmering glow on the sandy beach, Bada and you found yourselves walking hand in hand along the shoreline. The sound of crashing waves provided a soothing soundtrack to the unspoken connection between you. With each step, the love between you became replaced by a renewed sense of fear. It might be time to stop swimming into the Sea, maybe it's time to dry yourself off from the sticky saltwater that's been on your skin for so long that it started cracking. As your wounds started to deepen the saltwater couldn't be any good. The stinging sensation was trying to catch your attention, to alarm you that something was wrong but to no avail. You kept swimming and swimming until you couldn't see the shore anymore. That's when you realized you had got lost. In your next life maybe you'll be a fish, that way you and the Sea wouldn't hurt each other. In the one after that maybe you'll be a dog, sleeping at the foot of your owner's bed if it means you get to be on it. You will be just like how she loves you. You will continue to be patient, just as you were in this lifetime. Maybe in another life if it couldn't be in this one.

''I didn't think we'd grow apart so soon.'' Bada's husky voice made goosebumps spread all over your body as her face was now close to your ear, back hugging you. ''You're the first person who made me feel something. I'll forever cherish the moments I had with you.'' As Bada's whispered words reached your ear, a bittersweet mixture of longing and nostalgia flooded your heart. In that moment, you couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for the lost connection, yet also a deep appreciation for the love that had once blossomed between you.

''I knew you were going to leave me but it still hurts.'' Your breathy words managed to escape your throat.

''Thank you for letting me go Y/n because I would not have walked away.'' The emotions of longing and nostalgia washed over you like a tidal wave, reminding you of the way your soul intertwined with Bada's. Each memory, each stolen glance and each word you shared replayed in your mind, leaving you yearning for the future that slowly drifts away, as easy as it comes and as easy as it goes.

Bada hugged you one last time, her arms embracing you so hard that her scent lingered on your shirt-and that was the last thing she ever offered you.

"Why did you tell Dohee to kiss me?" you finally asked, breaking the silence.

Bada turned to look at you, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions. "Because I know you, Y/n. I know that even if you're trying to move on, a part of you is still stuck in the past. With me. I don't want it to be that way."

You swallowed hard, the truth in her words stinging. "And what about you, Bada? Are you stuck in the past too?"

She hesitated, then let out the answer you already knew. "Maybe. Maybe part of me never really left our bed. But I also know that we can't go back. Too much has happened. And that's okay."

''There was a time when I thought I'd know you forever.'' your reply seemed to suck any thought Bada even had in the first place, leaving her speechless.

Finally, Bada spoke up again. "Look, Y/n, I don't know what the future holds for us, whether we're meant to be in each other's lives or not. But I do know that I want you to be happy, even if it's not with me."

Her words were sincere, and you felt a warm sensation in your chest, a feeling that maybe it was time to truly let go and move forward.

"Thank you, Bada," you said softly. "I want the same for you."

''Is this our goodbye?'' You dared to ask.

"You know I don't believe in goodbyes."

With those final words, you both shared a smile, acknowledging the end of a long and tangled chapter and the beginning of another. As you went back inside, leaving Bada alone with her thoughts, you realized that the night had brought more than just a party; it had brought a sense of closure you never got on the night when you and the Sea decided your love was too powerful so it might cause a tsunami. You felt a sense of uncertainty about what the future held, hoping that somehow she'd be at the end of your path.

That night was the last time you ever saw Bada Lee up close. Your eyes involuntary checked her instagram profile every once in a while or if you were lucky sometimes you'd spot her around uni, your sight being glued to her; your burning stare was never enough to make her turn around tho but still, you couldn't help yourself but think maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for something new to grow from the ashes of the past. Until you dropped that idea because you realized:

one fish would never be big enough to fill the whole Sea.

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takiberry · 11 months

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No Feelings Intended. : Nakakita Yuma x Reader ( DISCONTINUED )

summary: summer’s over and school’s back in, meaning being stuck yet again with relentless mounds of homework, tests, etc. you meet yuma, your typical jock and popular boy, you had no interest in getting to know him as you were too caught up in studying and graduating. unfortunately for you, yuma , with the help of his ex girlfriend’s friends had made a bet that he could make you fall in love with him before the winter formal, guess you already know what happens.. he falls in love, but what will happen when his ex girlfriend, rei, turns up unexpectedly and expose the truth to y/n during a party the night before winter formal after getting her to say “i love you”?

SMAU, Written, Semi-Angst, Comedy, Sappy, Smut in Later Chapters.

Starring; &TEAM, ENHYPEN, IVE, L/N Y/N, Jang Melodiana, Lee Moonhye, Kim Taeyoung.

🪽 WARNINGS: 4/6 ive and yuma are absolutely brutally mean in this ( i love my girls and kitty cat im so sorry ), bullying, swearing, underaged drinking, smut, more will be added as story goes on.

taglist: @valkluvs

🪽start!: 10/04/23

🧳: end: oh girl idk..

-💭

PROFILEZ: niki hate club👹 | werewolf wannabes🐺 | pretty girls🎀

CHAPTERZ:

I: praying on your downfall actually

II: “yuma dude” i cackled

III: raggedy ann

IV: it’s a bet!

V: ..

VI: ..

#renè’s talking teddy 🧸#renè is taki’s bby🐰#renè’s 🍓 anons!#&team smut #&team writer #&team fluff #&team angst #&team au #&team smau #enhypen fluff #enhypen smut

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jangsxntiger · 2 years

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[ NCT 127 Being Caught In A Compromising Position ] -

Warnings: 18 + Content

AFAB Reader

Masterlist

➳ Taeil -

It’s going to start with a huge sigh because honestly, he’s a little mad about being interrupted - he’s almost thirty, he ought to be able to bone his girlfriend without getting disturbed

It’s probably going to be Yuta who opens the doorway unannounced and when he makes some inappropriate comment, Taeil finally blushes and tells him to get out of the room

Taeil is a little flustered about the whole thing, but once he’s locked the bedroom door, he is pretty happy to continue

When he walks into the kitchen a little later, you can bet Yuta has told someone else about the interruption and they send a few teasing comments Taeil’s way, but they bounce right off (seriously, I think Taeil has just learnt to ignore 99% of what comes out of the mouths of his friends)

➳ Johnny -

Johnny’s biggest concern is making sure you’re comfortable and covered so he’ll actually be pretty slow to look at whoever just opened the door

He’s going to sigh quietly and whilst he’s a little annoyed (a lot because it was just beginning to get steamy), he won’t show it - in fact, he’ll probably go after whoever walked in to make sure everything is alright because he does try and be responsible

Once he’s sure though he’ll absolutely end the conversation like: ‘Okay, if that’s all I’m going to go and finish what I started.’ He partly says it as a joke, partly to stop anyone interrupting again and he really doesn’t care how hard they blush.

He picks up right where he left off as if nothing had happened at all

➳ Taeyong -

First and foremost he’s going to be embarrassed - scarlet-faced and jumping away from you as if he isn’t a grown man in the privacy of his bedroom, as if it wasn’t the fault of whoever just burst in unannounced

Taeyong is absolutely the sort to feel the need to apologise - he’ll apologise to you for putting you in such a situation (even though you’re more than okay with getting hot and heavy again) before he goes in search of whoever walked in to apologise to them too

He’s shy and awkward and the mood is very much ruined by the time he returns and it’s probably enough to put him off getting down and dirty in the dorm for a while

➳ Yuta -

Yuta doesn’t care at all, like at all. The only reason he’s stopping is because you’re underneath him slapping his shoulder.

He’s going to pull away real slow, a frown already set into his features ready for whoever just walked in and the hands that had been wandering beneath your shirt aren’t going to go far

Honestly whoever was at the door is gone the moment they realise just what they walked in on - they’ve all known Yuta long enough to know that after cursing them out he’ll go right back to what he was doing, whether they’re still watching or not

Yuta really just doesn’t care - he’s got his girlfriend half-naked beneath him and unless the dorm is on fire, or his manager is calling for him, the world can wait

➳ Doyoung -

Doyoung will deny anything less than PG was happening beneath his duvet to the day he dies

He hears the door opening and forces a few inches between your bodies, entirely oblivious to the state of his ruffled hair, the creases your fingers have twisted into his t-shirt

He is calm and collected, cooly laughing at whatever the person says to him and he is convinced they are none the wiser to what they just walked in on

When the intruder leaves once more, Doyoung is a little proud of his performance so you definitely have to swat him on the shoulder, but he doesn't leave you waiting long before he drapes himself over you again

➳ Jaehyun -

This happens after a long overdue date night - Jaehyun somehow persuaded his group mates to give you the entire dorm for a few hours (it’s been a while and he has a lot to catch up on)

It’s almost two am and Jaehyun is soft and slow until he hears the door open

He’s another whose first concern is making sure nothing inappropriate is on display, but he’s going to be caught somewhere between embarrassment and frustration and will probably quietly ask the person if something is the matter (seriously, if you’re going at it, I don’t even think he’d pull out)

Whoever it is, they’re slow to leave, groaning: ‘You’ve had all evening.’ (It’s probably poor Jungwoo who just wants to go to sleep)

Jaehyun replies something like: ‘I know, I know, just get out.’

And whilst the pink flare across his features betrays his fluster, all it’ll take is a look from you and he’ll go right back to it, only quicker and harder

➳ Jungwoo -

Jungwoo is number one on the play-it-dumb list - someone comes in and he immediately jumps away from you, as if whoever just interrupted hasn’t already seen what was happening - his hands up your shirt, his tongue down your throat

He’ll probably stumble over some excuse as to what was really going on, all the while his cheeks are burning like they never have before

After a moment he’ll run out of things to say and will flee beneath the duvet and all he can manage for the rest of the evening is a cuddle (he even avoids leaving his bed in case he runs into anyone, he is so embarrassed)

➳ Mark -

Mark freezes and you can bet his blood runs cold the moment he meets the eye of whoever just opened the door

Where Johnny immediately flips you over or pulls the blanket over your body so he can deal with it, Mark absolutely leaves you in the lurch, staring at whichever group mate is responsible for the disturbance without saying anything

Eventually, he’ll give an awkward laugh and be like: ‘Yo, uh, can I help?’ (Please no one ever put Mark in this situation, I think he’d die)

➳ Haechan -

Is Haechan embarrassed? Probably a little. But does he show it? Absolutely not.

He instantly turns whiny, calling out whoever just opened the door (Haechan is another one who won’t pull out unless absolutely necessary and you’re both covered so he’s not going anywhere)

He might be the youngest in 127, but he doesn’t care, in fact, it probably makes him care even less

Afterwards, when you’re dozing in his bed and he’s playing a game on his computer, Johnny will walk in and make some comment about the earlier intrusion, but Haechan just smirks

He definitely has the attitude: Yeah I’m Haechan and yeah I just did my girlfriend

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walled-flwr · 3 years

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Aaron Z from 4 Town Headcanon

His full name is Aaron Alexander Zeiler

He is of mixed Korean (mum) & Afro-German (dad) ancestry.

His parents divorced when he was 3. He has a half brother (Gabriel) on his mum's side & a half sister (Charley) on his dad's side.

He can speak 3 languages fluently: German, Korean & English!

Aaron Z's first great love is basketball, followed by singing & dancing. He considered playing basketball in university but chose his more artistic side.

Aaron Z once dated a fan during the band's early days. It did not work out sadly. Since then, he keeps his work & private life very separate.

He attended Korean language school for about three years.

He is a spokesperson against bullying since he had a tough time over his mixed heritage.

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deja-vux · 3 years

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Dad!SuperM:First Babysitting Duties

A/N: The baby fever continues with this little number here hope ya’ll enjoy. :)

Byun Baekhyun

Baekhyun was attempting to put his son down for a nap while babysitting. Unfortunately for him, it was taking a little longer than expected. He had done everything just like Y/N. He had bathed his son, made a nice warm bottle, and even rocked him till his eyes closed and good 5 minutes after for good measure. All was perfect until he tried to lay his son in the crib. As soon as Minjun’s head hit the mattress he began to cry causing Baekhyun to panic. He picked up his son, beginning to bounce him gently till he calmed to a sleeping state again. Once he did he attempted again to lay him down. Once again as soon as Baekhyun pulled away Minjun cried wailing causing him to be carried again. One final turn to lull the little one. This time though instead of laying him on his crib he decided to lay him on his and Y/N’s shared bed hoping it would help. Unfortunately to no avail, it didn’t. Worried he picked up his son walking around the house as he attempted to put the little one to sleep. Half an hour later Baekhyun had given up trying to put him down. By the time his wife arrived home, she found her two boys on their bed with Baekhyun holding Minjun against his chest, the both of them asleep.

Lee Taemin

Taemin was on babysitting duty as work was making you stay late for an upcoming event. Despite your hesitation, he insisted he’d be fine on his own having helped you watch your daughter all the time. Little did he realize how energetic your little girl had gotten since he left for tour. He soon found out though when he tried to get her into bed early. It was 8 pm, she had taken her bath, eaten her dinner, and even got to play princess tea party with her dad but after their fourth round of tea, Taemin realized it was getting late. He stood up, swooping her into his arms, attacking her face with kisses as he walked to her room holding onto her tight as she squealed with laughter. He finished by swooping her down into her bed before pulling the covers over her. As he turned to grab her storybook he failed to hear her slip out of bed running back towards the living room. He turned in shock to find her bed empty. He headed out of her room calling for her, “Jiwoo? Where’d you go it’s time to go to sleep,” he said looking down the hall following the sound of her giggles.

“I’m not tired,” she sang before the small pattering of her feet could be heard.

“We have to get you to bed before mommy gets home or she’ll be upset” he teased.

He was met with silence as he peered behind the couch and under the dining room table eventually seeing the top of her head through the window of her playhouse. “Well I guess we won’t be able to have a bedtime story since I can’t find you,” he sighed as he leaned on the roof of the playhouse.

“No Daddy I’m right here,” she said stepping out, “But you still have to catch me,” she said before slipping off running.

Taemin mentally facepalmed himself before running after her. Minutes seemed like forever as he failed at any attempt to catch her. Eventually, he caught and made sure she didn't run off this time he laid with her in her bed as he read her bedtime story, the both of them falling asleep before they could finish the book. Taemin woke up to Y/N shaking him softly awake before gently brushing some hair out of his face. He groaned softly in response as she suggested they go to their own bed. He then untangled himself from his daughter's tiny limbs, covering her once again before heading to his own room to cuddle up to his wife.

Kai(Kim Jongin)

Kai entered his home with Sungchan on his hip before setting the toddler down to run amongst their home. As he ran to play with his toys Kai set the child's backpack on its hanger before heading to the kitchen to start on dinner. As their meal slowly came together Suncgchan would occasionally pop his head into the kitchen ignoring his father’s greeting and conversations in order to get a better look at dinner. As soon as Kai walked into the dining room calling his name the boy ran in before turning around to run back out. “Oh no you don’t,” Kai said as he swooped Sungchan into his arms causing the child to squeal. He proceeded to sit with his son in his lap. As the boy surrendered to his new confinement Kai fixed his plate before beginning to eat. When he saw the boy wouldn’t budge to eat he raised an eyebrow shaking his head softly. He attempted to feed the boy only to have him pull away. “What would mom think if she found out that you didn’t like her favorite food?” Kai said teasingly. This caused Sungchan to panic. “No, don't tell her. I wike her favowite foods too,” Sungchan whined before reaching for the food in Kai’s hand which he teasingly pulled away. This caused the boy to attempt to reach over and under his father’s arm before climbing on his back and wrapping his arms around his neck. “Fine you got me,” Kai said, putting his hands up in surrender before putting the piece of food in Sungchan’s mouth. As they finished their meal their Kai could see his son dozing off on his back. He turned to find the boy fully asleep still chewing his food. He chuckled to himself softly before setting his chopstick down. “Here I'll take him to bed,” Y/N said softly, startling Kai.

“How long have you been home?” he asked, not having heard her come in.

“Came in when our son decided to be a wrestler and put you in a chokehold,” she joked as she picked him up off of Kai’s back.

“I’ll get your plate ready while you get settled then,” he smiled, getting up to peck her lips, “I’ll even feed you too if you want,” he teased earning him a playful slap to the arm.

Lee Taeyong

“But mommy you promised you’d go,” Yuna whined.

“I know love but I have a very important project for work that I have to present today. I can try to make it but if I do I’ll be late,” Y/N explained to the upset toddler.

As Y/N explained to their daughter why this year’s bring your parent to work day was going to be missed, Taeyong stepped outside to make a phone call. Taeyong said goodbye to his girls as they parted ways in the parking lot, both of them leaving home to start their days. As it was Yuna’s turn to present her parents project she stood at the front of the class nervous to speak in front of the other kids and their parents until she saw a familiar pair of men walk into her class attempting to all sit at her table despite there only being 1 extra chair for the 2 of them. As she finished she pointed to her dad and Uncle Johnny explaining their job and how they balance their job and take care of her. As the class cheered she walked back to her table giving her dad and uncle tight hugs before taking a seat on her father’s lap to watch the other presentations. When arts and crafts rolled around they suited up with aprons to help the children along with the other parents. As Taeyong cut paper he felt Yuna play with his hair. “My daddy’s hair is white right now but he likes to change it to different colors like blue and pink,” he heard her explain to the other kids causing him to chuckle softly as the other kids oohed and awed. What he didn’t expect was for his wife to show up as well, keeping true to her promise made earlier as he knew how important this meeting was for her. “It’s pretty soft too,” Y/N commented as the kids began to ask questions.

“Mommy you made it,” Yuna ran to hug her mother as Taeyong got up looking at her in adoration.

“Glad you could make it, how'd the meeting go?” Taeyong said, offering her a hug as well.

“Amazing we got the promotion,” Y/N beamed, “So that means more time for my 2 favorite people.”

“Yay!!!” Yuna cheered.

“Ok just act like I’m not here. It’s not like I didn’t pull through for my goddaughter or anything,” Johnny said pretending to be hurt.

“You’re here too?!” she replied surprised, “I think we can add Uncle Johnny to the list too,” she laughed.

“Come join the group hug,” Yuna said, dragging her uncle over.

Ten Lee

As Y/N ran errands Ten was left at home with his daughter to babysit claiming he could 100% handle it. Although the first hour was a bit of a struggle consisting of him running around the house after a little girl covered in glitter, he managed to pop a quick bath for her and clean up any possible remnants before deciding to play restaurant with little Hana. He watched as the soon to be 5 year old came up to him pretending to take his order before walking over to her play kitchen to make his order. As she prepped his meal she took breaks in between to complete a check-up for Mr.Snuggles, sell a house to her barbies, and arrest Quackers for not sharing cake with the other stuffed animals during tea time. Deciding to tease her a bit, Ten called his daughter over, “Yes mister how can I help you?” Hana asked.

“I’ve been waiting for my food for a pretty long time. Is it almost ready?” he asked.

“The cook can’t be rushed, this is a 5-star restaurant,” she sassed back, learning it from her mom.

“Then I might have to take away a star. I’m so hungry I think I’m sick and might die,” he teased, pretending to cough.

“You can’t die here. I have magic food that can make you feel better,” she said before running to the play kitchen, “Here you go, drink this,” she said, giving him a play mug.

She disappeared once again before bringing him a plate covered in fake food like spaghetti and bananas, a plate of pumpkin cake, and a soup of various vegetables and fruits. He pretended to eat the food in the order she asked as he gave her his honest review of the food. Last was the cake which he pretended to take a bite of. “Mmm, this is the best cake I’ve ever had. I’m beginning to feel better already,” he beamed. She nodded in satisfaction before bringing over his check. “Oh my goodness this is so expensive. Can I get a family discount?” he feigned over his five-dollar bill.

“Nope, magic food isn’t free. Only mommy and Mr.Snuggles get free food,” she stated.

“Can I share my discount with daddy?” Y/N asked as she set her things down.

“Let me ask the owner,” she said before going to Quackers who was in fake jail, “Owner says yes,” she nodded cleaning the table before going to greet her mom.

“Thanks, you saved me from financial ruin,” Ten joked as he stood up to help his wife with the groceries.

Lucas Wong

Lucas was currently struggling with his two kids that missed their mother who was currently away on a business trip. The first days were easy as they had school and activities to distract them but today was Saturday and despite having a playdate and going out to eat at their favorite restaurant the kids only had one thing on their mind and that was their mother. Eventually, the twins began to fight over who their mom missed more. Not wanting them to fight any longer he put in his two cents. “Noo mommy misses me more because I’m her Superman,” he teased, causing the two to drop their argument.

“You’re not superman,” Sua responded.

“Yeah, you don’t have muscles like him,” Tae laughed, covering his mouth.

“Yes, I do, I'm super strong just like him,” He said flexing his arms, “Look you see. I can even call your mom with my superphone but only I can use it,” he said pretending to call their mom with his hand.

“You're lying,” Tae said, attempting to pull his father’s hand away.

“What’s that love, I’m your favorite superhero. I’m the strongest guy you’ve ever met,” he joked as they continued to try and stop him.

“You’re not the strongest,” Sua said, causing Lucas to hang up his fake phone.

“Yes, I am. Watch me carry the both of you at the same time,” he said before swooping the twins off their feet without warning.

The children squealed as their father ran around the house. Only giggles and squeals being heard throughout their home the trio oblivious to the sound of Y/N coming home early to surprise them. It wasn’t till they zoomed back into the living room that they stopped dead in their tracks dropping everything to greet her. Of course, the twins had to ask the question that was plaguing them, “Is daddy your hero?” Sua asked.

“Of course he protected my favorite most valuable treasure,” she explained.

“What treasure?’ Tae asked.

“You guys of course,” she smiled, pinching their cheeks as they giggled.

Mark Lee

When Mark found out he was on babysitting duty for Y/N’s birthday he took it as the perfect opportunity to do something special for her. As soon as he picked up Doyun from school the two of them went to the grocery store to pick out the ingredients. When they got home the pair worked hard in the kitchen to make her cake and meal. Unfortunately for Mark, a mix-up in dials caused their dinner to be burned and their cake to be undercooked. Although the cake was still salvageable the food was not. Mark pulled out the burnt food before getting the cake back into the oven for baking. As began to pull out cleaning ingredients for the second oven he called their favorite restaurant ordering takeout hoping it’d be here before she arrived. As he finished cleaning their mess Doyun helped Mark get the takeout into nice plates before helping him get rid of the evidence so it’d look like they made it instead of ordering it. By the time she arrived everything had gone as planned, that was until they were cleaning up the dining area. As they did she found a crumpled piece of paper. She unfolded it, finding it to be the receipt from the restaurant they ordered from. Not minding, she decided to tease them a bit. “So all home-cooked huh?” she teased holding up the receipt to the 2 boys.

“It was all dad’s fault,” Doyun quickly pointed to Mark ratting him out.

“He helped me get rid of the evidence,” Mark retorted, causing Y/N to giggle.

“I kinda had a feeling,” she shrugged.

“How did you know?” Mark asked.

“It still smells a little burnt,” she joked, “But it’s okay I am thankful for the effort and appreciate the kind gesture.”

“So we’re not in trouble?” Doyun asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course not,” she laughed as they both pulled her into a hug.

Taglist:@a-soft-hornytiny @little-precious-baby @yeosangmystar @seojonneh @perfectlysane24

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livingz0mbee · 3 years

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Thinking about sun yee and mei's interactions 💔

#tae young x reader #robaire x reader #4town taeyoung #turning red #meilin lee #turning red mei

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yunaglrs · 4 years

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Mark lee giving us the soft boyfriend vibes we deserve pt. 5 ♡︎

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jezungies · 4 years

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🌃[12:45 am]🌃

It was no more, the memories you built, the life that you once lived was gone, and with it him. Your world grew dimmer without him, your world was no more, without him nothing felt real. The marks he left, the memories that faded, there was no more, nothing was left but an empty heart of two. “Taeyong did you have to leave?” You ask him, before he closed the door a small sob could be heard from him. “It was the only way” he said, but you didn’t understand, all you wanted was him.

“Did you do it?” “Yes, now leave y/n alone or I’m coming for you”

#nct taeyong #nct lee taeyong #taeyong #taeyong lee #taeyong imagines #nct fluff #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct x reader #nct #nct timestamps #taeyoung #lee taeyong #lee taeyong imagines

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qyuoza · 2 years

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Enchanted — FOUR: Yule Ball (1)

Disclaimer: This series is a work of fiction and all credit goes to J.K Rowling for the main inspiration of this story and I do not own any characters or any of the art used in this work. All credit goes to the original owners.

Pairing(s): Yeonjun x afab!reader, Beomgyu x afab!reader

Genre: Fluff, angst, fantasy + romance

Warnings: Unrequited love, violence, A LOT of major time skips lmao sorry, tba.

Synopsis: Pining after your childhood best friend wasn’t exactly what Beomgyu had planned for his 5th year at Hogwarts, but how can she return his feelings when it seems like her heart is strictly reserved for another?

Taglist: @shiningstar-byulxx

Enchanted Masterlist.

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As the Triwizard tournament had kicked off and was in full swing the next week, a mountain of work had also come flooding towards Y/n.

Since Yeonjun was one of the champions, the head boy, Lee Minho, had decided to entrust his work onto her.

"You're his best friend" he would say, and leave Yeonjun's prefect duties to her, adding onto the list of responsibilities she already had for the week.

"Eunseo I'm so exhausted help me" Y/n whined as she plopped next to her best friend in the Great Hall for breakfast. Eunseo simply shrugged and furrowed her brows before her book before she turned to Y/n and pat her head as a form of comfort.

"The Triwizard Tournament will be over before you know it, so don't fret. Besides, you and Yeonjun can go have your little dates at Diagon Alley by then" Y/n choked on her bread as their housemate Ryujin had helped her by patting her back.

"Thanks Ryu" the girl nodded and continued talking to her fellow Slytherin, Kim Taeyoung.

Y/n sipped a bit of water and glared at Eunseo who simply looked unphased. "Yeonjun and I are not dating" Y/n whined, then she felt someone come up from behind her.

"Who said you were?" Taehyun laughed and the two girls turned to see Hueningkai and Soobin trailing from behind him.

"It's nothing— wait what are you three even doing at the Slytherin table? House divisions exist for a reason" Y/n sighed exasperated, but in reality she could honestly care less, they were her friends after all.

"It's seven in the morning Y/n, lighten up a bit. Speaking of lighting up a bit, here comes our Triwizard Tournament champion" Hueningkai says, as he motions towards the entrance of the Great Hall.

They all turned to see Yeonjun entering sluggishly as exhaustion painted his features. He approached them at the table and sat beside Y/n before turning to raise a brow at the other three.

"Where's Beomgyu?" Yeonjun yawned, but Taehyun just cringed and pointed towards the Gryffindor table at the other side of the room.

Sure enough they saw Beomgyu laughing along with some other Gryffindors, with his arm around his new girlfriend Lola.

"Already replaced us huh?" Eunseo chuckled bitterly and took another bite from her bread as well. Soobin scoffed as they all bid each other goodbye as the rest went to their house tables.

"Y/n, since Beomgyu blew you off, are you planning to go with anyone else to the Yule Ball?" Eunseo mused again, but the girl simply rolled her eyes as Yeonjun wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"Are you going with Hueningkai? You're not my best friend anymore if you are" Haneul sulked, meanwhile Eunseo chuckled nervously. She immediately understood and crossed her arms like a toddler, still exasperated at how she wouldn't have anyone else to go with.

"Soobin doesn't even have a date and neither does Taehyun, but I'm not risking going with them. Soobin's alright I guess and Taehyun would probably leave me within ten minutes. I mean Yeonjun you're probably going to ask Yeji out anyway" Y/n pouted as Yeonjun only chuckled.

Y/n was an excelling student, but she seemed blind as a bat and was higher than an airhead when it came to anything else.

"I'm not going to tell you who I'm asking out, anyways here comes Beomgyu, a little too late now that everyone is back at their house tables" Yeonjun pointed from behind Eunseo as she turned to see Beomgyu himself.

"Where'd everyone else go? I'm sorry I was late I was kind of busy" he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck, to which Eunseo could only really roll her eyes at.

"We'll meet later like usual at the Astronomy Tower so don't be so concerned, you were too busy with your other friends anyway" Yeonjun whispered the last part loud enough for only Y/n to hear.

She chuckled as Beomgyu nodded and left without another word. "You two are weird" Eunseo sighed again and continued studying for her divination quiz.

That same day in the afternoon, it was time for the first task of the Triwizard Tournament to begin. The six other friends were gathered close to cheer on for Yeonjun, but minus Beomgyu again who was in his own world with Lola, both being too close for comfort.

"This is so gross can they just start already, I hate listening to these two flirting and breathing down each other's damn necks" Soobin sighed from beside Y/n and scooted even closer, to which she could only laugh at in reply. Then the students went silent as they saw Yeonjun walk out of the tent.

He stood there, sucking in a breath and praying to do his best and come out without a scratch. Then the horn blew as Yeonjun immediately charged straight at the dragon, wanting to grab the egg as swiftly as possible. He mounted his broom and went off, but took a sudden sharp turn as the dragon had nearly breathed fire at him.

"Shit" he grit his teeth, and pulled out his wand. Whispering out a spell, he managed to distract the creature for a moment and grabbed the egg cleanly. The students cheered as Yeonjun threw the egg up and caught it, putting it under his arm and flying back towards the tent.

Upon his arrival, he saw his friends celebrating. "You did so well! Glad you're safe!" Eunseo cheered and he thanked her as Y/n hugged him tight. "You're back without a scratch, I'm so glad" Y/n breathed out as he hugged her back.

"I'd always stay safe for you no matter what, so don't you worry gorgeous" Yeonjun replied softly, while the others cringed or made gagging noises.

"No Beomgyu?" he mouthed at Soobin, and Soobin formed an 'x' with his hands as Yeonjun nodded. His cousin was starting to get on his own nerves.

After the ending of the first round, the three other boys that were headed to the Astronomy tower had almost forgotten to take Beomgyu with them, so they headed to the Gryffindor dormitory entrance and immediately ran into Heeseung.

"Hey Heeseung, do you have a second? We need to call Beomgyu" Taehyun smiled at the boy, and he nodded back in reply as the door closed behind him.

"Beomgyu's been so out of it lately, whatever that Lola girl is doing to him is not it. I just hope he comes back to his senses soon after not knowing that he hurt Y/n" Soobin sighed, genuinely worried for his younger brother.

Just as he said that, the common room door had swung open to reveal Beomgyu, but his usual happy aura was gone. "Woah what happened to you?" Hueningkai grimaced as Beomgyu kept walking.

"Lola didn't like that I was too loud so I decided to have a change of attitude I guess" Beomgyu replied, meanwhile the other three were starting to get worried enough.

As they went up the Astronomy Tower, finally reaching the top, they see the door wide open. Inside was Yeonjun and Y/n talking to each other under the moonlight.

"You want me to go to the Yule Ball with you and dance with you? Yeonjun…I'd love to go with you" Y/n replied gently, stepping closer to Yeonjun.

"Alright enough you two" Eunseo startled them and walked in laughing. As Soobin, Hueningkai and Taehyun entered, Beomgyu hesitated a bit. He didn't understand why he was hurting, after all, he had Lola didn’t he? So he shook off his thoughts and went in to catch up with the rest.

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