#son chaeyoung fluff

[twilghtkoo]

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— pairings. huh yunjin x (f) reader

— genre. smut with no plot, established relationship

— warnings. 18+, lesbian sex, dom!yunjin, sub!reader, bedroom sex, scissoring, cum eating, face sitting, pussy eating, squirting, sex toys!! vibrator and strap-on, use of the word ‘mommy’, exhibitionism, yunjin holding your thighs while she eats u out, piss kink experimenting?? sorry not sorry, both of them are so so so in love :( nipple play, pussy spanking

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“yunjin, fuck!”

she had you pinned against your bed, hands intertwined with yours, legs on her shoulders, now would be a time to be thankful for the gymnastic lessons you were in when you were in high school. yunjin rubbing herself hard on your wet, throbbing clit. your tits glistening from her spit when she was sucking on them earlier, sticking to your breasts and coating your hard, abused nipples.

she let go of one of your wrists, her hips not stopping, as she reaches over and grabs the vibrator wand, she turns it on and presses it to your nipple. grinning when she watches your face scrunch up from the stimulation. she moves the vibrator to be in the middle of both your pussy’s.

“fuck...” she hisses. “make a mess baby.”

you grabbed a fistful of your sheets and whined, your lower half prickling with the relentless vibrations of the highest setting. you can feel your body heat radiate off of you from the previous orgasm she gave you from a bit ago. 

“it feels so good mommy!” holding the vibrator while thrusting against your pussy was a lot of work so she turned it off and tossed it aside, going back to fucking you. “yunjin!”

each time yunjin rubbed her pussy over yours, squirts of your juices spurted out of you making your back arch. the loud sound of wet skin slapping against each other as chae chases her high. she rolls her hips against you several more times, moaning out your name.

she drops your legs before diving back down and greedily slurping all of you up. 

you kept your thighs against your chest as you tangled your fingers into her hair, pinning her face down there. 

“oh f-fuck. baby yes, that feels so good...” you cried out literal tears, the pleasure becoming overstimulating. 

you push her head away, your legs plopping back down on the bed shaking. 

she smiles at you full of pride, as she licks her lips and wipes her chin. “your pussy smells so fucking good baby.” she leans down, kissing you hard, your scent filling up your nose and the taste of you on her lips. she murmurs your name, teasing your lower lip with her teeth, the room smelling strongly like sex.

sliding your hands down her bare back, your hands cupping her ass and squeezing it. you slid your hands down her ass, reaching her wet folds as you plunge two fingers in her. 

she moans into your mouth, grinding herself into your touch.

she shudders above you, as your non busy hand holds her closer gripping her waist. 

she gasps as your fingers slid in and out, burying them all the way to your knuckles before pulling them almost all the way out, coating your digits in her slickness, the sour-sweet scent staining the air and your skin.

“oh fuck...”

she grabs your chin, kissing you fiercely, as you drive your fingers into her over and over. capturing her whimpers in your mouth and your exhales in her throat.  she grinds her hips to follow your movements, matching your pace.

you pump your fingers faster and harder, the squelching sound getting louder and clearer. 

“fuck, baby, we left the curtains open...” she breathes out.

it was around evening, the night sky a dark blue, and the building next to you is probably getting a good view of you both fucking each other. it only made you wetter though. and it sounds like chae too. so good, so wrong.

“sounds like you like the idea of someone watching us right now,” you snickered. “a moaning mess as i fuck your pretty hole with my fingers huh?” emphasizing your words with powerful thrusts, stretching her out and making her gasp for air. 

she tilts her head back, letting out a sharp cry as you add another finger, your mouth attaching to the side of her neck and biting down. 

“baby, yes, fuck, yes...ahhh!”

your teeth marking her as you pushed her over the edge, your name tumbling from her lips as she fell limp onto you. you roughly pull your fingers out and shove them in your mouth and groaning, sucking off her juices and taste.

you grab her chin, her eyes droopy and mind hazy as you crash your lips onto hers, smothering her with the taste of her own orgasm.

you smile, she jerks her head up to your loving eyes. “i want you to ride mommy’s cock. can you be a good girl and do that for me?” you hungrily nod your head, obeying her orders as you run off the bed to grab the strap on in your closet and handing it to her.

yunjin could make you do anything when her voice became like that. 

“feels...so...fucking...good...fucking..mommy!” you gasped out, punctuating each word with a wet slap of your pussy down onto chaeyoung’s cock. listening to her moan and her long acrylic nails scrape across your back and ass. your name drifting out of her lips, soft and sweet compared to how hard you were fucking yourself on this strap on. 

you cried out when she reached and pinched your nipples, rolling them between the pad of her fingers, your violent riding on her cock causing your nipples to be tugged and pulled, your boobs bouncing in her face. 

pretty sure you saw chae drooling but your eyes kept closing shut each time your ass reached the end of her dick.

she watches you come undone, you leaking more and more on yunjin’s crotch, eyelids fluttering as you sneak your fingers to rub circles on your throbbing clit. 

“what do you think you’re doing?” yunjin notices you playing with yourself as your ride out your high, slapping away your hand from your clit.

you whimper.

you try to lift yourself off and pull out but chae holds you in place by your waist. your body squirming as chaeyoung fiercely rubbed the sensitive bud, one of your nipples still being pinched, sparks of pain and intense ecstasy, cumming once and then twice, gasping for air.

“baby, ah, fuck, fuck, p-please, one more!”

your whole body shuddering and flinching, a third orgasm crashing down on you, still on yunjin’s cock.

“mmm, so fucking pretty making a mess on me.” 

you pitched forward but chae catches you, your trembling, tortured body wrapped in her arms as you exhale on her collarbone. overstimulated clit slightly glazed against the strap on making you flinch and giggle. 

“you did good baby, shh, you did good.” 

you breathe, “i have to pee.” you try to lift yourself up from her hold to waddle to the bathroom but she pushes you back to the bed. 

she grips your thighs as she towers over you, your abused, glistening pussy out in the open. 

you wiggle her legs to get out of her hold but she tightens her grip. “no, i’m gonna pee myself.” you whine.

she smirks. “so?” she spreads your thighs apart as she situates herself onto your pussy, the feeling of her sitting on you makes you cry out. “baby, i’m seriously gonna pee myself, get off!” 

chae lifts herself back off, raising her hand to slap your pussy. making you flinch and curl.

“i don’t care.” she growls, scissoring your tortured pussy for her pleasure as you moan and cry out her name.

“fuck, fuck, yunjin, i can’t hold it in!” you whimpered, and that makes chae eager as she viciously rubs her own pussy on yours.

“let go.”you gasped, feeling you wet yourself and the bed while your fourth orgasm takes over. your walls shook, shudders of pleasure and embarrassment shooting up your spine and heating up your cheeks. 

she lets out a deep sigh, “feel better baby?”

“yunjin i just peed myself...” you whimpered, you don’t fail to notice her pussy dripping wet from you urinating. 

her hand gently comes up to caress your face. “it’s okay, it’s just me baby. i didn’t mind, i kind of liked it. but if you didn’t like it then i won’t make you do that again, i’m sorry baby.” she softly apologizes and assures you there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. 

your silent, still shuddering from the fourth orgasm of the night. 

“words baby, did you like it or no? don’t be afraid to tell me.”

you silently nod, “i kinda liked it? but i don’t think i want to do it again.” you shyly admit.

she leans down and kisses your lips. “okay, we won’t do it again.” 

[alcoholfreenayeon]

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But you are”, Chaeyoung giggles triumphantly.

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

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

“No.”, you say adamantly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You feel your cheeks heat up at that, “What-no! It’s not…it’s nothing like that!”

“Mm…is that so Chaeyoungie”, Dahyun says grinning, giving your wrist a little squeeze before tracing a finger by your cheek.

“It’s true”, Tzuyu says assuredly, “I have seen her get flustered when the Unnies get strict with her.”

“No that was…”, you try to argue but fail to find any convincing reply and in fact begin to feel quite helpless under their mercy.

“So are you going to get flustered….if we order you around too?”, Chaeyoung asks, smirking and leaning in close, almost kissing you.

“You better be”, Tzuyu says authoritatively, her finger tracing your neck, “I wanna see you be helpless for me.

You gasp softly from their touches, feeling your body begin to heat up slowly. “But that’s…this is…we shouldn’t….ah…”, you stop when Dahyun turns your head and begins to kiss you lovingly, you feel yourself melt into the kiss, your face heating up as Dahyun takes control. Just as you begin to kiss her back, Dahyun pulls away, smirking.

“You see. It’s not bad right. We can take care of you too. You’ll really like it I’m sure.”, Tzuyu comments, her hands running down your back making you shiver slightly.

You turn to look at her, biting your bottom lip nervously and Tzuyu smiles, brushing some hair off your face before leaning in slowly and begins to kiss you and you kiss her right back, feeling your face heat up but right now you don’t care much about that. A few moments later the two of you pull away and you look at her shyly while Tzuyu grins,“Good girl.”

“Now….”, Chaeyoung begins, pulling you closer, her hands on your hips, giving a quick squeeze before she begins to pull you towards the sofa. She pushes you down on it and gets on her knees, her hands on your thighs as she looks up to you, “let us take care of you…”

You swallow nervously, looking down at Chaeyoung, your legs squirming against each other. Dahyun sits next to you, her fingers interlocking with yours, “Just relax”, she says with a smile and wink. You take a deep breath and nod.

Chaeyoung grins and begins to take off your shorts before smirking as she sees your panties. Your face flushes, “What.”, you demand.

“Nothing, it’s cute”, she replies before beginning to kiss your thighs loudly. Moving inwards slowly as her kisses get longer. Meanwhile Dahyun lovingly makes out with you, using one hand to hold yours while using the other to explore your body slowly. You feel yourself blush hard into the kiss. Okay. It was time to admit it, you may have had a tiny crush on Dahyun once. She was always so kind and supportive to you. You couldn’t help it. She was also so charismatic and funny. Your thoughts get interrupted when you softly moan into the kiss as you feel Chaeyoung suck on your inner thighs while gently tracing your pussy through your panties.

You shiver slightly and try to focus on Dahyun’s lips, grabbing her face softly. Chaeyoung continues to tease you frustratingly, leaving marks on your legs while softly rubbing you through your panties, watching you get soaked and drench your underwear in your juices. You sigh shakily, pulling away from Dahyun, “Chae…chaeyoung please…”.

You squeal when you feel her slap your thighs before she pokes a finger to feel your clit through the fabric, “Who are calling Chaeyoung. I am your unnie.”

You gasp at her touch as she starts to trace circles softly sending shivers down your spine while she digs her nails into your left leg, “But I’ve always called you-ah!”. Another slap on your thigh. “Why!”, you moan out.

“Because”, Chaeyoung begins, her fingers starting to caress your leg softly while she slips her finger in your panties, coating her finger in your juices as she rubs your pussy in a circular motion. “I am older than you and because clearly you like it.”

You feel your face go red yet again, “what no! That’s…yeah you are older but….its not”, your voice getting more and more quiet as Chaeyoung looks up at you, daring you to challenge her, “it’s not true…unnie”, you say feeling embarrassed but turned on at the same time.

Chaeyoung smirks, “Good.”. She then begins to take off your panties as well leaving your lower half completely naked. You try to distract yourself by leaning in to kiss Dahyun again but she stops you and begins to take off your top. Now you are completely naked, you cover your breasts with your arms but that only makes Dahyun giggle. “You are so cute”, she chuckles before leaning and kissing your forehead, she then slowly moves your arms away and admires the view.

Meanwhile Chaeyoung slowly makes her way to your pussy, kissing and teasing you all the way, it feels almost torturous. Finally after what seems like eternity she gives a soft kiss your lower lips causing you to sigh before she begins to slowly eat you out. Licking your pussy once bottom to top and then top to bottom slowly. She then begins to lick you properly but slowly as if she’s taking in your taste first, building an appetite for it. She starts to lap up your juices faster after a few moments but deliberately avoids your clit, eating you out skillfully. Your breathing becomes heavier as you gasp and try to grip the sofa but your hand keeps slipping.

Dahyun giggles at your reaction, taking both of your hands and holding them as she turns your head and begins to kiss you sloppily. She gives your palm a soft squeeze as she makes out with you, loving it as you moan into the kisses.

Chaeyoung continues to explore your pussy with her tongue, flicking it all over before finally pushing it inside causing your arch and gasp. She greedily laps up your juices, slurping and licking nosily from how wet you were at this point. All of a sudden she begin to use her thumb on your clit, stimulating it in circular motions.

You squeeze Dahyun’s hands tightly as wrap your legs around Chaeyoung’s head suddenly as you feel really close to cumming. You feel your breaths quicken and you couldn’t think clearly anymore. You moan out loudly, gritting your teeth as you feel the pleasure building up. You begin to pant and scream as you cum, all the built up tension and pleasure being let out at once. Your entire body jolts as the pleasure overtakes you. It takes a few moments for you to regain your senses, you keep panting as you glance at Dahyun who looks at you with a smile and Chaeyoung who smirks as she wipes her mouth with two fingers before licking them cleaning.

“That…that was so good”, you manage in between pants. “I didn’t know I could cum that hard…”, you glance at Chaeyoung shyly, “unnie…”

Chaeyoung grins as she stands, “don’t worry, this is just the beginning y/n…in fact I have barely started-ah!”, she winces as she’s pushed aside by Tzuyu.

Tzuyu glares at you, her jaw clenching, “It’s my turn now. You both had your fun with her already. She’s mine now.”, she declared, putting a hand on your shoulder possessively.

“Eh? But I’ve barely even-”, Chaeyoung started to protest.

“I don’t care. My turn now.”, Tzuyu snaps.

Dahyun covers her mouth while trying not to smile as she knows the reason for Tzuyu’s erratic behavior. Chaeyoung on the other hand seems puzzled but is willing to let you go to Tzuyu.

“Fine…your turn now…”, Chaeyoung shrugs, sticking out her tongue at Tzuyu who only rolls her eyes.

Tzuyu then grabs you by your wrist and begins to lead you away. “Where are we…”, you ask.

“To my room.”, Tzuyu says plainly.

“What was up with her?”, Chaeyoung asks Dahyun who giggles.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice but Tzuyu had a huge crush on Y/N for a while, it passed but she still feels really jealous and possessive of her.”, Dahyun explained with a chuckle and Chaeyoung grinned mischievously, “How selfish of her to not want to share.”

You run out of breath as Tzuyu kisses you deeply and longingly, her hands holding your face gently but firmly. She pulls away, panting looking at you, “Y/N….I want you so bad….”.

Your face flushes as you understand what Tzuyu is implying, did she really want to…? “Tzuyu…”, you begin, as you put your hand on her thigh and then gasp sharply, that couldn’t be..?

“You are making me this horny..”, She replies sheepishly.

You purse your lip and try to clear your mind but all you could think about was how much Tzuyu wanted you and how horny you were feeling….,“Fine let’s do it.”, you say as a matter of factly, pulling your self over onto the center of the bed and laying on your back.

Tzuyu bites her lips as she looks at you before slowly starting to undress. She takes off her shirt revealing her breasts and abs which you can’t help but stare at. She then slowly begins to take off her pants and you finally see her cock. You stare at it in disbelief.

“Will that even fit?”, you ask nervously.

Tzuyu smirks, “only one way to find out”, she says as she gets closer to you, spreading your legs wide and taking a deep breath as she lines up her cock making you tremble as you feel her poke your entrance.

You take a couple deep breaths and gasp when you feel her begin to push her cock in, throwing your head back and gripping the bedsheets tightly as you feel your walls get stretched. “Oh..oh god….”, you moan out as Tzuyu keeps pushing in deeper and deeper, you can feel her cock throb and twitch with need in you now. She then begins to slowly thrust, sighing from your warmth.

“You are so tight”, Tzuyu moans out as she thrusts a bit harder, her hands on your shoulders, gripping them tightly as she finds her rhythm. You can’t speak, the sheer size of her is already blowing your mind but the way she also knows how to use her cock is just leaving you in unimaginable pleasure as Tzuyu manages to hit your sweet spot each thrust. The two of look into each other’s eyes, panting hard as you both lose yourselves into the primal desires. Tzuyu begins to thrust harder, faster and deeper as she lifts up your legs and pushes them back until your ankles are on either side of your face. Her tip crashes against your cervix each thrust now. You can’t think anymore, only moaning and screaming out her name as she pounds you relentlessly. When you cum, your eyes roll back, your walls clenching as they try to milk Tzuyu’s cock but she keeps on fucking you. She’s fucking you so good you didn’t even manage to fully come down from your first orgasm before the second one hits you, you scream in pleasure, your legs shaking helplessly as Tzuyu holds them firmly, she’s looking at you with glassy eyes as she’s trying her best to long as long as she can but the sight of you cumming and screaming her name, the way your walls keep trying to milk her cock is starting to make it very difficult for her.

She keeps on fucking you roughly until she finally groans and thrusts deeply one last time, hilting her cock deep inside one last time as she begins to cum, wave after wave of hot semen spurting out and crashing against your cervix which triggers your third orgasm. She keeps on cumming, spilling more and more of her seed inside you to the point you are completely filled and you feel it slowly dripping out of your pussy.

You groan as Tzuyu slowly pulls out leaving a feeling of emptiness behind and more cum leaks out of you. Your legs feel a little sore and you can’t seem to catch your breath.

“I’m…I’m going to get water…”, Tzuyu says panting, she gives your cheek a little pat before coming back after a minute and hands you a bottle. You drink the water grateful and start to feel really shy as what just happened starts to sink in.

“You were really good y/n…”, Tzuyu sighs as she wipes her forehead, she lays down and closes her eyes, “I wanna do this again soon..”, she says calmly before seemingly dozing off.

“Hey!”, you protest as you blush, “you can’t just say stuff like that after we’ve just…ugh!”, you give up as you see she’s slept already. “Whatever”, you pout.

“Finally….I thought you both were going to take forever.”, Chaeyoung says standing at the door.

You gasp and quickly cover yourself, “Hey!”.

Chaeyoung grins, “There’s nothing I haven’t already seen before baby. Now come on, it’s my turn now.”

You feel your face burn, “what do you mean? I’ve just..with Tzuyu, and I’m feeling tired, I can’t just-”

Chaeyoung looks at you darkly, “Mmm..I don’t care about that, I’m feeling competitive and I know I can be just as good as Tzuyu if not better.” She signals you to follow her and you sigh in defeat before following her to her room.

“What.”, you say defiantly as you sit on her bed.

She looks down at you and suddenly grabs your jaw, “So rude. I’m gonna have to pound some manners into you. You’ve already forgotten how you are to address me. Saying this, she flips you over and puts you on all fours, squeezing your ass before grabbing your hips tightly, lining up her cock, “I hope you are ready, I’m not going to go easy on you like Tzuyu or Dahyun…”. Before you can respond she presses her tip against your entrance making you gasp.

“Wa-wait…u-unnie…I’m still sensitive from-”, you get cut off as Chaeyoung slams her whole cock in at once, your eyes widening and jaw dropping. It takes a few moments for your body to register what happened before a burst of pleasure overtakes you causing you to scream.

Chaeyoung smirks, “See you are already learning”, she continues to thrust hard and deep, grinding her cock against your cervix every few thrusts making you gasp. Your hands already feel shaky and you don’t know how much longer you can last like this before they give out. However, Chaeyoung had a solution for that as all of a sudden, her hands left your hips and grabbed both your hands just below your elbows and pulled them back, making you arch and moan. She then pulls them back more, making your head raise before continuing to fuck you. Her teeth grit as she fucks you harder. You cum. Your entire body shaking and you already feel another orgasm building up even though you’ve not even finished cumming yet. Chaeyoung lets go of one of your hands and then pulls your head back by pulling your hair, “I want you to scream for me each time my cock makes you cum.”, she growls into your ear. You can’t reply, you just whine and she lets go and pulls back your arm again. You scream as she makes you cum again. You are starting to lose your mind, all you care about right now is how good she’s fucking your brains out. You moan loudly when you feel Chaeyoung thrust faster, you can feel her cock twitching restlessly as she gets closer until you hear her groan and unload inside you. You feel her warm seed flood your insides throughly as her cock throbs out more and more cum. She then lets go of your hands and you collapse on the bed, your ass still raised. Chaeyoung grins and gives it a spank causing you to moan softly, you feel her cum beginning to leak out of you and sigh. Then you moan in surprise when you feel another cock prodding at your entrance and lazily turn to see Dahyun looking at your with lust.

“It’s my turn now y/n…I know you are tired but fucking hell your moans and screams have really turned me on.”, Dahyun says before slowly pushing her cock in, you sigh loudly and groan as you feel your pussy get stretched again. This feels right. This feels good. It’s all you can think as Dahyun rhythmically fucks you, her cock hitting that one spot each thrust which makes your eyes roll every time. You moan loudly as cum quickly, your whole body quivering with pleasure when all of a sudden, Chaeyoung lifts your head up by your hair and beckons you to open your mouth. You lazily oblige before she puts her cock in all the way to the back of your throat. You gag slightly but do your best to suck her off as she lazily strokes your hair. You are in complete bliss at this point as you feel so full, warm and used. Dahyun’s strokes are breathtaking while Chaeyoung is fucking your mouth. Dahyun groans and starts to thrust faster and Chaeyoung’s grip on your hair tightens. You cum hard and clench Dahyun’s cock tightly which the vibrations from your whimpers and moans making both girls groan and cum at the same time, in turn making you cum again, your pussy pulsating as Dahyun’s semen fills you up and your mouth is filled with Chaeyoung cum now which you slowly swallow.

Now exhausted, Chaeyoung and Dahyun pull out and fall to the bed, their breathing calming and they slowly fall asleep. You groan as you slowly roll over and sit up, your whole body feeling sore. You slowly get up and make your way out of the room and head back to Tzuyu’s room where you spot her already awake. “Tzuyu…”, you say sheepishly.

She pouts as she watches you climb on the end and lay down, ready to sleep. “I’m not going to let you end this without me”, Tzuyu managed tiredly, getting on top of you again, pressing her weight against you and pushing her cock in again making you sigh loudly as she stretches you once again. She thrusts once, twice and then sighs loudly, breathing softly as she had fallen asleep from exhaustion. You chuckle softly and stroke her back, blinking slowly before you pass out as well, excited for what happens when you wake up…..

[twice-inamillion]

Lips

Smut (teasing, sex, pussy spanking, fingering, deep penetration, throat fucking, gagging, dom/sub, creampie )(Chaeyoung’s first tattoo)

Chapter 215

3700 Words

(Chaeyoung and OC stay in Manila after the concert. Chaeyoung wants to get her first tattoo as a sign of her bond with the members. You both use this opportunity to have some fun.)

With the members back in Korea after the Twicelights concert in Manila, you and Chaeyoung stay an additional two days. It was a last-minute thing in which Chaeyoung begged Jihyo if you could stay with her. It took some convincing for her to agree, but only if she listened to everything you said. She eagerly agreed and kissed her on the cheek as a thank you. Jihyo pulls you to the side and tells you not to let her out of your sight, “Since it’s Chaeyoung, you need to be extra careful, but also have fun,” and winks at you.

Later that night…

You’re getting ready to shower when you see Chaeyoung pass by with a plate of strawberries and places it on the coffee table. Wearing her short shorts, she bends over, giving you a small glimpse of her smooth cunt. You can’t help but want to tease her, “Can you pass over some strawberries?”

“Yeah,” and turns around to give you few a strawberries. You pull her towards you, “Omg… Oppa, what are you doing?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know. You’re dressed up like this, with no panties on and you expect me not to do anything?” She moans to the touch of your fingers, tracing her lower lips. “Ahh… Oppa, you’re making me horny.”

“I’m barely touching it and you’re already this wet?” With I nserting one finger can you see how wet she already is. “Look, you’re already leaking,” as you show her the nectar on your finger.

Like a kitten, she licks your finger clean of her nectar, “I taste yummy.”

“How about some fun? It’s just the two of us,” giving her a smirk.

“Anything you want, I’m up for it.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, it’s been a while since you played with me.” Without a thought she starts to take off her oversized shirt, exposing her small breasts.

You take one of her nipples into your mouth. It’s different from what you’re used to but still good enough to play with.

Chaeyoung moans to your suckling and plays with her breast. She pinches her other nipple, “Keep sucking on my tits, Oppa.”

You tease her by licking her nipple with your tongue, which causes her to moan. You wait until she’s comfortable and take a small bite, making her yelp, “Ouch… that hurts!”

You nibble and bite, switching every so often until you’re satisfied. Once you’re done, you detach yourself and see your bite marks on her nipples.

“Ouch, you’re mean. You bit me, and now they are tender.”

“That’s not the only thing that’s going to be tender,” as you grab Chaeyoung and pull her towards you.

You sit on the bed and get her on your lap with her legs wide open. “Wait, what are you doing?”

“I want you to see yourself cum” as you get her legs towards the large mirror. You give her no time to react as you insert your middle and ring finger inside her cunt. Chaeyoung roars when you thrust your fingers inside her rapidly.

Chaeyoung tightens up her body, making her walls close up on your fingers. You struggle to move until you pinch her little nub, which makes her jerk around and loosen up.

You use the opportunity to start over and pick up the pace. Chaeyoung struggles to keep still as she moves around from the pleasure. “Ahh fuck! You’re going to make me cum, you’re going too fast!”

Chaeyoung tries to push your hand away, but you swipe it off. “Don’t make it harder than it’s supposed to be. Just enjoy it” and pick up the pace.

As time goes by, her walls loosen up and constrict, adoring your fingers until she jerks around. “Oh fuck! I’m cumming!”

Her body begins to shake, and you struggle to keep your fingers inside. You feel the warm liquid gush out of her as she violently trembles. You take your soaked fingers and place them by Chaeyoung’s face.

You insert your two fingers into her mouth, making her taste her own nectar. “You’re such a dirty little slut.”

“I’m a little slut for you,” she says as she continues to lick your fingers clean.

Since the two of you are alone, you want to use this opportunity to have a little bit of fun. You remember looking at some content on how to increase your partner’s sexual experience and remember a part that you wanted to try out.

After licking your fingers clean, you make your way back towards Chaeyoung’s pelvis area and rub her cunt once more. She moves her hips around, enjoying the pleasure of your hands.

This continues for about a minute until you decide to change this up. You stop rubbing her cunt and give her a small but firm slap. Chaeyoung looks at you confused but tilts her head back, signaling you to continue. You repeat the process once more, again and again.

She doesn’t seem to reject it and instead welcomes the strange feeling of her cunt being slapped. Her hips move to her to the rhythm of your slapping.

After a while, you increase the strength of your slap, your hand against her soaked flesh. Chaeyoung moans to the strange signals being sent to her body. The sense of pain and pleasure is both toxic and addicting for her. Her body instinctively produces more nectar as you increase the strength of her cunt.

“Ahhh… I feel so hot. Harder… harder, please!”

Your rhythm increases again, and notice the leaking pussy beginning to turn slightly red.

“You’re such a slut, Chaeyoung. I can’t believe you’re getting turned on by me slapping your pussy. Let’s pick up the pace and give you a real treat.”

You increase strength into your slap, much harder than before. Every time your hand comes in contact with her cunt it jiggles. Instead of her pleasurable moaning, you hear her moan in pain.

“That’s how I like seeing you.”

“Ouch… you’re being rough.”

“You want my cock, right? That’s your goal.”

Chaeyoung nods her head, “Yeah, I want it.”

“Then stay put and enjoy this little treat. I know you’re going to enjoy it much better after this.”

You raise your hand once more and hit her cunt which makes her yell in pain. You count to three and smack her once more.

This continues for about ten minutes, and at this point, Chaeyoung is a complete mess. Her pussy is entirely red and tender from your hand. Just teasing her lips with your fingers makes her body quiver.

She grabs your hand and says, “Please stop; it stings,” with tears running down her face.

You caress her face and say, “Okay, this is the last one.”

Hearing you say that makes her feel relief and loosen up her body, but that quickly changes as you insert your fingers inside her swollen cunt and thrust quickly inside of her.

“No!!! It hurts…. Ahhh… fuck…”

You continue to finger fuck her inside, feeling the tightness of her walls. Her yelps of pain slowly turn into pleasure as she reaches her peak.

“Ahh… ahh… I’m cumming!”

Chaeyoung’s whole body shakes violently, her back arching back and eyes rolling back as she enjoys her orgasm.

You slowly get off the bed and walk towards her spent-up body. “Fuck, Chae, you look out of breath, but now it’s my turn to use you like a proper sleeve.”

Chaeyoung struggles to lift her head and just gives up. Like a rag doll, you move her body in the proper position.

With your right hand, you grab your thick cock and give it a few pumps to get it to its full length. Chaeyoung eyes you, gives you a weak smile and accepts her fate.

You can’t help but tease her body once more before enjoying the main course and trace your finger up from her navel down to her swollen cunt. She shivers at your touch and growls when you split her lower lips open with your two fingers.

You feel the heat emanating from her precious area and place your mouth above its entrance. You give her a deep but slow lick, tasting her sloppy insides. Chaeyoung moans out loud as you collect her nectar in your mouth.

“Not going to lie, but you taste damn good.” She lifts her head and gives you a faint smile before crashing back on the bed.

Now, it’s time for the main course. You stand in front of Chaeyoung and pull her towards you. Splitting her legs wide open, you align yourself in her tendered pussy. You insert the tip of your cock, spreading her swollen pussy lips apart.

“Fuck… it hurts,” growls Chaeyoung.

Seeing her complain gets you even more turned on. In one thrust, you shove your whole length, making Chaeyoung scream in pain. “Fuck, your pussy feels much tighter.”

She doesn’t respond as she’s trying to adjust to this new feeling, but you don’t allow her to. Instead, you start off with hard and rapid thrusts while having a firm grip on her small waist. Your body and balls smacking against Chaeyoung’s swollen body which makes her scream.

You don’t know how much time has passed, but eventually, Chaeyoung got used to the pain and is now turned on by it. You place her in a mating press and see how much of a mess your sleeve really is. Her eyes roll back while mumbling incomprehensible words as she gets fucked like the doll she is.

It isn’t until you give her one last hard thrust that she begs for you to breed her womb. “Please cum in me. Breed my womb! Fill me with your thick seed!”

Like a good master, you give her a reward and pump her with your seed. Chaeyoung trembles as she feels her womb filling up to the brim.

“What a fantastic view” when you pull your cock out. With a gaping hole of where your cock was just before a thick coat of cum comes oozing out of Chaeyoung’s swollen cunt.

After recuperating for a few minutes, she lifts her head and gives you a smile. “That was so good.” She crawls on the bed towards you and grabs your cock. She kisses the base of your cock just before licking your shaft.

“Aww, my poor little kitten still wants some more. Isn’t that right?”

Chaeyoung nods and meows.

“Okay, if you want some more of these, then lay on your back with your head on the edge of the bed,” as you wave your cock in front of her like a toy.

Chaeyoung, now on the edge looks at you with hungry eyes. She sticks her tongue out, ready for her treat. “You’re so cute, here have a taste,” as you smack your cock against her cheeks. You smack her right cheek, then her left one, leaving a trail of cum behind.

You align your cock to her mouth, just an inch away from her thick lips, and see how much Chaeyoung wants this. With both hands holding her face you slowly insert your cock inside her mouth, “Fuck, your mouth feels so warm. I can definitely get used to this.” She takes you inch by inch and you see the outline of your cock in Chaeyoung’s throat. The sight of your cock making her throat bulge turned on, “Let’s see how far you can go,” and insert your whole length. You hold face for what feels like twenty seconds and pull out, making Chaeyoung catch her breath. “I guess we don’t need any lube,” seeing your cock with a thick coat of salvia.

Chaeyoung looks at you and sees your smirk, already knowing what’s to come. She takes a deep breath, opens her mouth, and feels your cock making its way to her throat. She thinks to herself that she has misses being your toy, the times you would fuck her without mercy. Now she’s here with you and won’t miss this opportunity to have some fun. She grabs your thighs and gives it a nudge, signaling you to be rough.

“Oh, I see... someone can’t wait. Okay, here it goes,” and you hold her face firm and begin to thrust rapidly. With your cock coated with a thick layer of salvia, it makes it easier for you, “Fuck, you really have a mouth pussy.”

Your eyes meet as you thrust, and you can see how much she loves being dominated by you. It’s one of her many kinks, the feeling of being a toy for someone much bigger than her. The same goes for you; the size between the two of you is somewhat vast as she's the smallest member. She’s also one of the few people you can go all out with, as the rest aren’t as free-minded as her.

You continue to face fuck her, making a bulge in her throat as you thrust rapidly. This continues for about ten minutes, allowing some breaks in between to let her catch her breath. With a messy smile, she says, “I want you to hold me tight. Don’t let go and pump that cum down my throat.”

She lays back down, and you insert yourself once more. Your fuck her slowly, making her wait with anticipation. It is when she tries to catch her breath you decide plant yourself deep inside. With her head hanging from the edge of the bed and your balls on her face, she tries to calm herself.

She counts each second in her head, “1,2,3…40,41,42…68,69,70…”. It’s been over a minute, and she's starts to get uncomfortable. With your body on top of her face, she can’t catch her breath or even see. Her mouth constricts with the amount of saliva in her mouth, and she is starts to panic. She tries to keep herself calm, but her body is warning her that she needs to get some air. Eventually, her gag reflexes come up, which makes this worse, especially with your length.

You feel Chaeyoung’s throat tightening like it’s asking you to fill her with cum. Her nose is also rubbing against your balls, which is makes you slowly reach your peak. “Damn, she’s lasting longer than last time, let's make this more exciting.”

You switch things up and start to face fuck her again. Chaeyoung begins to make gagging noises, which gets you off. You increase your pace and feel her drool falling on your feet; you look down and see Chaeyoung’s watery red eyes. “Aww, you’re such a good girl, just a little more.” She nods her head side to side as if she’s telling you to stop but you know that she can still go. You plant yourself once more, holding her head tightly. Chaeyoung starts to panic and can feel your cock throbbing which is makes her gag even more.

“You fuckin sleeve, take my cum. Make sure you drink all of it!” A wave of thick cum pumps down Chaeyoung’s throat and directly into her tummy.

Chaeyoung feels your hot cum flowing directly into her stomach and tries to drink as much as possible, but there is no end to it. With the amount of cum getting pumped into her, she panics more, tilting her head and allowing the cum to run to her mouth. Little by little, the amount of cum accumulating in her mouth is seeping down her lip and into her nose. She tilts her head side to side in hopes for it to run down in another way, but she has no luck.

Chaeyoung grabs your leg and pokes at it, signaling you to pull out, but you’re in the middle of your orgasm. Her poking switches to pinches and then slaps on your legs as she starts to lose consciousness. You look down and see Chaeyoung’s mascara completely ruined from the tears, her eyes in and out of consciousness. You pull out your cock with a loud pop, and a mixture of cum and salvia comes oozing out. Chaeyoung is now a complete mess with cum all over her face, nostrils, and a puddle of cum in her mouth. You gently slap her face, “Good job, baby girl.”

With a faint smile, she slowly gets up, wipes her nose, and takes a deep breath. She shows you the large puddle of cum in her mouth, twists her tongue around, lets it cover her thick lips, before eventually drinking it. “Ahh… see, i drank most of it,” and gives you a smile. You caress her face and kiss her forehead. The two of you head to the shower and continue to have fun throughout the night.

You wake up with Chaeyoung next to you completely in the nude. You can’t help but admire your work, the markings on her breast, her navel, and her lower lips. You get up and make breakfast for the two of you.

“Thank you for the food. It’s so yummy!”

“You’re welcome. Are you ready for today?”

“Yes, my appointment is in the afternoon, so we have a bit of time.”

“Are you nervous?”

“Just a little, but more excited than anything else.”

“Do you know what you are going to get?”

“Hmm.. I have some thoughts, but I’ll see when we get there.”

After breakfast, the two of you get ready and head out to Chaeyoung’s appointment to get her first tattoo. She’s been bringing up the topic for the past few months and looking at well-known artists who were on the path of the tour. After annoying many of the members and convincing Jihyo, she scheduled an appointment at a well-known shop in Manila. You originally didn’t want to stay, but after having a talk with Jihyo, she convinced you stay with her and gave you the green light to use Chaeyoung as much as you want. The only conditions she had were; no markings on the face and no getting her pregnant, but everything else was fair game. This means that for the next two days, you were going to play with your sleeve.

“We’re here. Let’s go inside,” as Chaeyoung grabs your hand and brings you inside the shop.

“Hello, I have an appointment at noon.”

A female artist stands up from her chair and greets the both of you, “Hello, can I see your confirmation email, please?” Chaeyoung pulls out her phone and shows her appointment confirmation.

“Okay, I see your reservation number. Do you have an idea of what you want to get?”

“Hmm… somewhat. I have some ideas in mind but still not sure.”

“No problem. You are more than welcome to look around; I’m going to the back and be with you shortly.”

“Oppa, what do you think I should get?”

“Maybe something meaningful or fun. It’s your first one, and don’t want to regret it afterward.”

Chaeyoung walks around and takes pictures of some of the samples they have on the wall. “Hmmm… maybe something simple; I don’t know how much it’s going to hurt.” She looks around for a couple of more minutes and then takes a seat on the chair.

“Do you know what you are going to get?”

“Well… I want to get something simple first since it's my first time. You’ve been complimenting me a lot about my lips, especially last night,” giving you a wink at you. “I think that would be fun to get, you know for good memories.”

“ Are you serious? How about a strawberry? You like them, right?”

“Yeah, but that's too obvious. I want something special, something that will make people think and ask, why did she get lips tatted on her.”

“I guess it's your body. Just don’t complain afterward.”

“Hahaha, if I do, then take responsibility.”

“Shhh, you’re too loud. Keep it down.”

“Okay, okay, my bad. I’ll be quiet.”

A few minutes later, the tattoo artist returns and asks Chaeyoung what she wants to get. She tells her she wants a strawberry lip on her left wrist. “Okay, that's cute. What color do you want it in?”

“Apricot and neon magenta.”

“Those are beautiful colors.”

“Thanks, they have a special meaning to me.”

“Aww, that’s cute.” She walks and brings her cart of supplies to where Chaeyoung is sitting, and asks, “Are you ready?”

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

You watch as the artist cleans Chaeyoung’s arm and does an outline of the designs before officially taking out her machine. With Chaeyoung’s approval, she places the ink into the machine and begins.

You assumed that Chaeyoung was going to scream with the touch of the needle on her arm, but surprisingly, she was calm. The artist and her had a small conversation while you read over some emails and responded to your wife’s text messages. The session lasted a bit over an hour, with Chaeyoung happy with the results. The artist goes over some advice on how to take care of the tattoo since it was still fresh and handed her a business card.

Chaeyoung walks to you and says, “Look, doesn’t it look pretty?”

“Yes, it actually does, especially the colors. I think they are going to be happy that you chose those two colors.”

“Yes, I can’t wait to show them,” and walks towards the exit to FaceTime one of the members. You pay for the tattoo session, thank the artist, and head towards the door.

“Hey, wait up.”

“Hurry up, slowpoke,” laughing with Momo on the phone.

“This little… she will get it later tonight, just you watch.”

You catch up with her and explore the city a bit more. At night, you and Chaeyoung continue your night of fun with some caution. You make sure that the two of you have a night to remember as you fill all her holes with cum.

[ghostykapi]

i know you don't wanna leave [stay here after hours]

son chaeyoung & fem!reader // tw: an attempt of s.a., drinking, arguments, like one slap and that’s it

surprise! i’m alive? here have a fic

it starts with an acquaintance. it always does.

not this time, this time it starts with one of your best friends, myoui mina

when mina says she wants you to meet her members after so long, you freeze and start panicking in your discord voice call. despite the long time knowing each other, twice has yet to meet one of mina's close friends, a fellow introvert that bumped into each other one too many times that it was inevitable to start a bond.

"it's going to fine y/n" you can still hear mina's voice in your head, her hands holding yours as you both walk up to a secluded restaurant "they are going to love you"

despite the reassurances, you couldn't shake off the anxiety off you, nervous to make the best first impression of you.

despite your worries, the girls immediately take a liking to you. a romantic liking to you, as you would recall half of them already fighting to get your attention

“so y/n” you can still remember jihyo asking you, a small glint present in her eye “are you single?”

ever the protective person your best friend was, the immediate response of “she’s off limits” shoots any questions down. all possible suitors immediately follow mina’s words

almost all possible suitors

son chaeyoung doesn’t follow it

after all, she’s the one who sat beside you, slipping her number well within your palm with a smile after dinner and exchanging jokes. the same number that you chat with a simple hello, and the same number that continuously texts you every morning, afternoon, and night

chaeyoung is even so bold to causally chat you even if she sits right beside mina during practice. she doesn’t get caught at all. not even by the prying eyes of her members, her ever carefree attitude when texting you not raising any suspicion

it goes on for weeks, until an opportunity for her to go on a date with you pops up. so she asks you until you find yourself going to weekly dates with her, sneaking in surprise deliveries to one another, calling more often than texting, clothes sneakily being left on each other’s apartment

she’s been sweet. the way she’s been kissing you? tastes like strawberries. the way she holds your hand on dates? warm and fuzzy. the way she looks at you? like you’re her forever muse

it’s just that the way she holds you everytime, with her arms around you as you settle on the couch, she holds you like you’re about to disappear into air.

it’s not the case

it’s her who has to walk out the door and leave every night. despite her saying the words ‘i love you’, you aren’t even her girlfriend. you aren’t even fully together. not when she’s still in that ‘break’ with her (ex?) boyfriend. you only found out about it after your 7th date with her

if only you knew sooner, maybe you could have stopped yourself from falling for her. maybe you don’t have to let the tears fall again. even when she tries to get up you always grasp her hands, begging with your eyes into her conflicted ones (it happens every time)

"stay" you whisper, she tries to hard to avoid looking at you (it kind of drives you insane) "please stay"

she doesn't stay, but she kisses you. kisses you like she won’t break your heart just a bit again, like she doesn’t pull away and whispers you that she does have to go.

and so you’re left alone. again. left alone to cry.

she comes back though. every morning shift in that hole in the wall cafe you have she shows up, ready to clock in late even if jihyo is about to drag her to practice. even when you have to stay up late, she calls you up, asking if you can buzz her in even at 3 am, even when you have to finish that commission.

she’s relentless with her pursuit for you, but she’s unforgiving for having to pull away when you’re falling deeper and deeper into her spell.

well that’s how you got here.

at a club, definitely somewhere obscure that lets in any person no matter who they are or what they even represent. it doesn’t matter, the lighting is dark, it’s crowded, the music is to loud and the alcohol is swimming around the room.

you don’t even know how much you consumed, everything is starting to spin already. the environment proving to you that this is just a place that you don’t even wanna be in to begin with, and still it’s better because this is the last place where your brain can even think of chaeyoung.

all you can think about is the bodies that are grinding against you, the smell of booze invading your senses, the numerous eyes that look at you and your body on the dance floor, the lady that’s been dancing with you for a while now, her eyes drinking you in

you don’t even notice that she’s manage to lead you away from the dance floor, now in a corner, where you have no where to go. your blurry vision can barely understand the scene in front of you, so you try to go along with it, even if your heart begs for you to stop

before anything happens, you can see her being pulled away by a group of people, all screaming to why she’s targeting a clearly too drunk woman. you can barely make out the group until someone catches you before you stumble, the familiar sent of the perfume instantly calming you down

“let’s get you home yeah?”

it’s motherfucking son chaeyoung. the person who just shoved a person away from kissing you and the one person you were trying to get over.

you can see another figure approaching you, and you can tell it’s your best friend. her worried eyes scanning you from head to toe before releasing a sigh and helping chaeyoung to bring you to the car

the ride was quiet, the only sound the entire ride is the radio playing music. the haziness of it call made it feel short to you, but as soon as you set foot in your apartment and sat down on your couch, you can slightly see things better.

“call me when you’re ok” mina gives you a hug on the couch, her voice softly calming you down before you have to face chaeyoung “it’s ok, your safe now”

she stands up to leave, facing chaeyoung who’s probably no better than you

“you will explain everything to me” mina whispers to her “but make sure y/n is well taken care of tonight”

she hugs chaeyoung before she leaves, having to catch a late night visit to her girlfriend, tzuyu.

that leaves you though with the person you tried to avoid in the first place. you can barely reject her. no. you can’t even push her away and scream ‘leave me alone!’

but you try, you try anyway for the sake of it

“leave”

“excuse me?”

you try to stand up, and despite the absolute shit state you are in, you look at her with all the venom you can show.

“leave”

chaeyoung is flabbergasted, mostly worried, but is flabbergasted by the way you manage to turn around your feelings towards her. yesterday you both were just fine

“y/n” she’s cautious, threading on what to say “you’re drunk. let’s get you to bed”

“leave” despite the glare you’re sending her way, she’s coming closer to help you to bed. “you better leave”

“no stop saying i should leave” she’s trying to keep you calm, but that sentence ticks you off to shout

“YOU SHOULD LEAVE! YOU NEVER STAYED ANYWAY EVEN IF I BEGGED. YOU NEVER STAYED EVEN IF YOU WERE THE ONE WHO PURSUED ME. YOU NEVER STAYED EVEN JUST FOR A NIGHT. DID YOU EVEN CHOOSE ME? AM I NEVER ENOUGH? WHAT DOES HE HAVE OVER ME? WHAT DO I LACK FOR YOU TO LEAVE EVERYTIME FOR THE PAST FUCKING 8 MONTHS?”

a step closer to you to reach out and you’re body does the first thing a rage filled body can do

a loud smack can be heard across the apartment

it’s silent now, the shock and realization hits chaeyoung as she looks at you. you who had smiled at her like she was the sun, you who had kissed every single one of her tattoos to cheer her up, you who had danced in the rain to the music of a faint distant piano, you who had no hesitation of choosing her again and again and again even when you had every right to break things off

endlessly, with devotion and loyalty

you who had always welcome her back even if you knew she always returned to him

“i-i” you’re speechless, your hand suddenly feeling like it doesn’t belong to you “c-chaeyoung i—”

you can can feel the words clog in your throat. the air starting to feel like it’s not enough. you can feel her slipping away

no, she kneels right in front of you. her hands holding yours and her eyes shining with nothing but love, guilt and shame.

“i’m sorry” chaeyoung kisses your hand, despite the slap you just delivered a minute ago “i’ve been nothing but a meanie haven’t i?”

you break, everything crashing down.

“i’m so sorry” she wipes away your tears, heart taking all of the guilt she had tried to run from, as she sees you like this. her mind finally realizing full extent of the pain she has inflicted on the both of you “my love i’m so sorry”

you sob, sob until she’s holding you close, rubbing circles on your back like she always does to calm you down, her apologies and words of affirmation spilling out of her like she’s rapping to one of her songs.

it takes you a while to calm down, and when you do you can barely move. it takes you another couple of minutes for her to move you to bed at least. changing you into your sleeping clothes (the shirt is her’s, she feels her heart pull at that), cleaning up your face and tucking you into bed

“get some sleep my love” chaeyoung whispers, her finger brushing out any hair that’s fallen on your face “i’ll fix this i promise”

your eyes focus on her’s. eyes that are red as yours from crying. you wonder why she still looks so pretty even if she just broke you

“will you stay?” it’s the last thing you say, and the warm kiss on your cheek is the last thing you feel before you fully surrender to slumber.

in the morning, you manage to wake up with a throbbing head. the headache hurts, everything seems to be too bright or too loud. you can’t even figure out who’s body is spooning you from behind, hands gently playing and combing through your hair

wait

body?

“morning my love”

[nr1chaedickrider]

i got so many thoughts please someone hold me back...

popular student chaeyoung who has people running behind her asking her out on dates and everything while she is only interested in you..

only girl she has her eyes on is you!! will ignore everyone if thats what you want her to do!!

will fuck you in the school bathroom 100% dont even get me started, loves the thrill of it!!

"baby you're so loud do you want them to hear?"

will tease you all the time of how down bad you are for her fingers (especially when she plays guitar)

but also lwk toxic situationship with her omg... (ill maybe write a fic to it)

gets so mad over you and that one girl in your arts class, making you wait for her in the classroom..

and trust she will lock that door when everyone is out, got the key from the teacher because "she is such a good, innocent student"

will definetly confront you

"what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

and especially,

"You're mine"

which will turn into an heated argument because she is fucking around with everyone???

ends in classroom sex anyway though..

[earlysunshines]

let's go for another round

son chaeyoung x fem!reader ; smut, fluff

synopsis: you’re skilled with your fingers, being a bassist and all, but what happens when you put those fingers to use on your bandmate chaeyoung?

warnings: smoking ; drinking ; pining ; fwb but the line between platonic and romantic is hazy bc they’re lesbians idfk

wc: 4.4k

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬: cologne by beabadoobee

a/n: invested in dividers lol. @nr1chaedickrider

the last thing you would’ve predicted to happen after a terribly slow rehearsal would probably have to be hooking up with the guitarist of your band.

there was no warning at all, the only thing you two can remember is the burning eye contact and that exchanged glance at each other’s lips before crashing into a hot, desperate kiss.

you bruise chaeyoung’s soft lips, kissing her roughly and leaving her breathless. her knees feel weak as you fumble with the zipper of her black jacket, aggressively sliding it off her.

“this is just-” you start in a hushed manner, “this doesn’t mean we’re-“

“you talk too much.” chaeyoung groans, pulling you closer and locking lips once again.

chaeyoung’s hands roam all over your body, trying to feel you and push you even closer while you shamelessly devour each other.

the two of you pull apart and work away at each other’s clothes, quickly trying to undress the other to have that skin-to-skin contact that’ll leave the two of you naked with shakier breaths and needier groans.

once you unzip chaeyoung’s jacket, you pull away and slide off the loose baby tee you wear in one, swift motion.

“shit,” chaeyoung says, biting her lip at the sight of you topless.

she gazes at your bra-clad chest and the tattoos that litter your shoulder and rib. there’s a small groove in your abdomen, emphasizing the shape of your abs—they’re not too defined, not body-builder crazy—but they’re there, which makes chaeyoung bite her lip.

your hands make their way to chaeyoung’s white graphic t-shirt that she has on, and you remove the last layer of clothing on her upper body so that you’re both only in your bras and whatever pants you have on.

no words are exchanged before you two have your hands on each other again, lips meeting eagerly.

in the process of completely feeling her up and kissing her until she slowly starts to lose feeling in her lips, you shift yourselves closer to chaeyoung’s bed.

you push her down, straddling her in between your knees while gazing at her flushed cheeks. there’s a needy look in her eyes as she looks up at you, propping herself up with her elbows. a smirk plays on your lips as you tilt her chin up and smile, leaning in to kiss her again before working at her jeans and taking them off.

chaeyoung’s breath hitches when you brush your fingers over her the fabric that covers her heat, “you’re so wet,” you mumble, looking at the darkened cloth. “are you that desperate? drenched already…”

not even a second later, you tug her jeans down and they fall to her ankles. she kicks the denim off and onto the ground.

“fuck, you look good,” you murmur, biting your lip at the sight of her so flushed and hot. chaeyoung subconsciously moves her hips up, letting out a small whimper at your words. you simply chuckle at her body’s response, then waste no time to hook a finger at the top of her underwear, slipping it off in a quick motion.

you whisper something under your breath and stare with darkened, lust-filled eyes before you kiss her again.

there’s no time wasted as you kiss her sloppily, your hand trails down with no hesitation and starts to tease her folds, the tips of your fingers already getting soaked from how wet she is. you continue to rub your finger up and down her slit, not giving her the pleasure that she wants, that she needs.

chaeyoung’s breath hitches, growing impatient from the way you constantly tease her.

“fuck, just fuck me already,” she says, it’s rushed, it’s needy, and it’s quiet—music to your ears.

“need me that bad?” you smirk against her skin before putting both your middle and ring finger in, making her moan against your lips.

you finger her at a steady pace, all while simultaneously thumbing her clit and working to take her bra off with your free hand. chaeyoung’s room is quite dim, but you can still see how flushed her cheeks are—almost velvet in color.

the guitarists’ brows are furrowed, and her top teeth trap her bottom lip, muffling the pretty, whiny sounds that you dreadfully need to hear.

her bra is off now, you mindlessly throw it somewhere on the bed—it most likely landed on the floor or nightstand instead, but you could care less.

your free hand immediately makes its way over to her tits, finger brushing over her hardened nipple, which makes her tremble and groan at the feathery touch. it doesn’t take long for you to latch your lips onto the unoccupied tit, blatantly sucking and kissing it, swirling your tongue around her bud which makes her back arch and nails claw at your shoulder.

chaeyoung grows whinier and louder, she’s close.

“fuck, y/n- fuck oh my god i’m gonna, i’m…” her sentences and pleads are almost incoherent, they’re so cracked out and breathy from the way you thrust your fingers in ruthlessly.

with one last pump of your fingers, and one more harsh press on her clit, she’s sent over the edge.

chaeyoung’s back arches and her body jerks, she curses loudly, and some jumbled whines are thrown into the mix.

your fingers are covered in cum, they’re drenched.

you tilt chaeyoung’s chin up, her breaths are still labored and her pupils take over most of her eyes from how dilated they are. the bottom of her lip is grazed lightly with your thumb before you push it down lightly, nudging her to open her mouth so you can stick your slick-covered fingers in.

chaeyoung tastes herself off your fingers, and a sound that’s a mix of a moan and whimper leaves her lips as she does so.

you take your fingers out and make the move to kiss her, it’s sloppy and full of tongue so you can get a hint of what she tastes like before you devour her. you pull away smirking, eyeing down her tits and to her pussy.

“legs open for me, want you to cum in my mouth.” you mutter against her neck. chaeyoung’s breath falters when she feels your warm breath against her skin, shivering from the feeling.

“where the hell is y/n?” hyejin sighs, looking at her phone.

chaeyoung groans—because you’re late, and because you had her wobbling out the door of her room after a night of at least five orgasms.

the guitarist had woken up naked in her bed with an empty spot beside her, the only trace of someone being there the night prior was the faint smell of cigarette smoke and the signature cologne you wore that lingered in the sheets of her bed.

“hello? y/n where the hell are you?” hyejin asks, brows furrowing in frustration—but not the same way chaeyoung’s had furrowed from your touch last night.

the vocalist talks to you on the phone with irritation for about five more seconds before you barge into the room with a tired expression and a bass guitar on your back.

“where have you been?” hyejin groans, “you’re ten minutes-“

“yeah yeah,” you sigh, “i had shit to do but i’m here now alright? could you just let me plug in my bass and let me get to work goddamn it.”

chaeyoung almost laughs at your response, hyejin is not a force to be reckoned with. you spare a quick glance at chaeyoung, eyes softening for a second before you plug in your bass and greet your drummer hyunmin.

“are you going to quit blabbing or start singing because i’m ready now, and i think the rest are too.” you groan, looking at the rest of the band. hyejin rolls her eyes, muttering something under her breath and fixing the microphone stand in front of her. you never really tolerated her.

chaeyoung walks outside the studio and sees you leaning against the railing. your back is turned, facing her.

the guitarist watches the gentle breeze disorder some strands of your hair, which makes your hand run through your locks in an attempt to fix it. a momentary pause ensues once you tuck a stray strand behind your ear, then you fetch a small box from the pocket of your jeans, pick a cigarette out of the case, and shuffle through the other pocket of the denim to pull out a lighter.

“can we share?” chaeyoung asks, making you turn your head in surprise.

you nod and hold the cigarette between your lips, cupping your hand to block the evening breeze as you light the end of it. you take a slow, deliberate breath, the smoke coiling and dancing within your lungs.

chaeyoung walks over to your left and leans on the same railing, then turns to watch smoke escape your lips in a thin, sinuous trail, curling and twisting into the air like a wisp of silk. the cigarette still sits between your fingers and you look down at it, looks like something is on your mind from the way you stare at it blankly with lidded eyes.

“what’s on your mind?” chaeyoung asks. you turn and make eye contact with her.

you simply smile and shake your head, then hand her the cigarette.

“nothing nothing….” you assure. the guitarist doesn’t buy your response with that fake tone of certainty when you say it.

chaeyoung traps the cigarette between her lips, inhaling leisurely then examining you while you stare at the scenery of the houses, buildings, and trees in the distance. chaeyoung’s brows furrow slightly as she exhales, the smoke dissipating into the air.

“you can always talk to me.” the guitarist says, handing the cigarette back. “you’ve seen me naked, so i guess you can tell me anything now.” she adds jokingly, making you chuckle softly.

“thanks,” you mumble and look at her sincerely, “and i’d love to see you naked again if i’m going to be honest.”

chaeyoung giggles, “i’d love to see you naked again as well.”

you smile, taking another hit of the cigarette before looking out into the distance again.

“again” is two days from that conversation, then another heated night a week after that.

“again” turns into a weekly thing, then twice a week, and now you’re over at chaeyoung’s three times a week, crashing your lips against hers after a few hours of rehearsals and being scolded by hyejin as soon as you reach her apartment.

even when the two of you are over at chaeyoung’s place to simply hang out, laze around, and maybe construct a small melody with the two instruments you play; it always ends in someone’s lips latched onto the other’s neck and breathless, needy moans. none of you complain when this happens, it’s inevitable anyway.

what’s also inevitable is you leaving chaeyoung’s apartment after every session with a simple text or small exchange of words. even though it shouldn’t bring a weird, uneasy feeling to chaeyoung’s heart, it does.

the two of you promised to keep this thing you had between the two of you on the low, and the rules were simple:

1. friendship and the band first

2: nothing changes except the fact that you occasionally explore each other’s bodies a couple of times a week.

3: no romantic feelings. rule three is a big one, you can’t fuck up the band like that—can’t have hyejin finding out especially.

the two of you find that all these rules are pretty simple, pretty straightforward. can’t be too hard, right?

a month and a half after the whole “friends with benefits” deal starts, you wake up next to chaeyoung for the first time instead of leaving her alone with crumpled sheets and a turned-over corner of the blanket.

the guitarist blinks slowly as she wakes up, trying to process everything and adjust to the light that seeps through the blinds.

chaeyoung turns to the side and sees you holding a pillow in your arms, clinging onto it like a teddy bear with your eyes closed and hair falling over your face. she watches the morning light hit your bare shoulder and a part of your face, emphasizing the slope of your nose and your soft lips.

something in the guitarist’s heart shifts—that’s not good.

the soft blanket gently drapes across your body, gently hugging your waistline while your bare torso glistens in the soft glow of the room. chaeyoung's gaze fixates on you, and an unspoken yearning lingers in the air as she fights the overwhelming desire to trace her finger along the beautiful curve of your side.

chaeyoung watches intently as you shift in your place, unconsciously seeking closeness. she feels her heart skip a beat, momentarily overwhelmed by the domesticity of the moment. she can't help but feel a surge of warmth as you settle on your back, looking peaceful and vulnerable. you look content.

your eyelids flutter open and you blink slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light. you mumble something incoherent, a sleepy melody that tugs at the guitarist’s heartstrings. it's a simple gesture, you’re simply waking up, but chaeyoung’s heart beats a little faster.

“morning.” chaeyoung mutters softly.

you sigh and turn over, hugging the pillow tightly again. “morning.” you say sleepily.

“you stayed the night?”

you rub your eyes and hum, “sorry, i didn’t realize-“

“no, no, it’s fine really.” chaeyoung cuts you off, “you can honestly stay whenever, you don’t have to leave.”

you set yourself back on the bed, laying down and humming in response,

“you sure? i hope it doesn’t complicate things…”

“it doesn’t,” chaeyoung says, “i wouldn’t mind, i mean, you’ve been over even before we… you know…”

before we started seeing each other like this.

“and besides, it’s less lonely when i wake up next to you.” chaeyoung admits.

you find yourself blushing.

a lump in your throat forms for some reason while you look at her naked—only covered by some of the blanket you two share. you realize that this, (referring to waking up next to chaeyoung’s naked self) would be very intimate if it were something more than platonic. it is very intimate despite your little “friends-with-benefits” deal.

it’s terrifying how your face warms up and this time it’s not because she’s moaning into your ear or cumming all over your fingers; it’s because she simply looks pretty. your brain goes completely blank from the tenderness of her voice and the soft look in her eyes.

“thanks.” you respond, hesitantly reaching over for your phone to check the time to hide your flushed face.

chaeyoung shows up to band practice with a crop top and jeans—you eye her exposed tummy that you’ve kissed down multiple times, eyes lingering on the faint line that trails in the middle.

eunseok, the rhythmic guitar player, catches your stare as chaeyoung tunes her guitar.

“what’s with that look?” he asks, quirking brow. you jump at the sound of his voice, almost hitting him.

“w-what? nothing, sorry, just zoning out.” you say, quickly picking at the strings on your own bass. you feel eunseok’s chuckle against your ear, the smirk on his face is evident even if you can’t see him while you stare down at your instrument.

“you like her?”

“no! stop that.” you groan, “don’t make me bring up whatever the fuck you and hyunmin have going on.” referring to the weird chemistry the male guitarist and the drummer have when the band drinks together (well, the band minus hyejin).

“whatever, whatever.” he says, rolling his eyes. “but i see you eyefucking her, why not ask her out?”

because we’ve been fucking every week for two months and i’m scared of commitment and i don’t even know if i like her like that but my heart kind of does flips and-

“i’m not doing that,” you sigh, “i’m not into her like that.”

“yeah yeah.” he says unconvinced.

chaeyoung meets you at the balcony of the studio again, you two share a cigarette like always. it’s a routine that has your lungs screaming a little.

rehearsals were rough, maybe it’s foreshadowing the sex you’ll have later.

hyejin was off, very off. you, chaeyoung, eunseok, and hyunmin were doing fine, all your instruments complimented each other well, it’s just hyejin. she sang, and that was the problem.

the lyrics she wrote for the song you’ve been producing just didn’tfit, neither did her tone or voice. the rest of the members agreed—not verbally, but through the exchanged, uneasy glances as soon as words left her mouth.

hyejin didn’t have a bad singing voice, i mean her voice fit the other songs, but not the type of songs the band wanted to be playing. it was difficult playing songs that didn’t make your head nod, that were too soft and cliché, it wasn’t the most enjoyable, and it didn’t sell well.

chaeyoung exhales a thin trail of smoke and it merges with the wind.

“chaeyoung,” you begin.

“yeah?”

“i think we should kick hyejin out.” you say. chaeyoung turns and looks at you with wide eyes, tilting her head.

“what?”

“it’s not going to work if we keep her in, you know i’m right.” you complain, “i mean that instrumental? it was perfect, it’s a hit—but she goes blabbing about how it doesn’t fit and shit, she just tweaks everything to fit her. that’s not how it’s supposed to be.”

chaeyoung sighs, “we’re going to be missing a whole vocalist.”

“you can sing?” you suggest.

“you’re crazy.” chaeyoung laughs, looking at you in disbelief. she shakes her head, handing you the cigarette. you roll your eyes, filling your lungs with smoke as you inhale.

there’s a sound of voices bickering in the distance, it makes you and chaeyoung redirect your attention in the direction that the voices were heard from. two familiar faces emerge from the door to the balcony and two men push each other while one shuffles through his pocket for a cigarette: eunseok and hyunmin.

“oh, you two.” hyunmin says unenthusiastically, grinning when you two roll your eyes at him.

eunseok rolls his eyes at him, pulling out a cigarette and cupping his hand around the end while he lights it up. the taller guitarist inhales and the smoke fills his lungs, he breathes out slowly before talking.

“the hell are you two doing here?” eunseok asks. his tone and word choice is harsh, but he’s just like that.

“could ask the same thing.” you respond, taking another hit of the cigarette. hyunmin takes the cigarette out from between eunseoks lips, earning a groan from him in response.

“we-“ eunseok cuts himself off, “i always smoke here.”

“we?” chaeyoung chuckles, “you two come here often?” and you look at her, almost laughing at the fact that you two have been smoking there together too, contradicting her own words. hyunmin blows smoke in eunseoks face, which has the drummer being shoved playfully.

“sharing is caring.” hyunmin grins, holding the cigarette between his fingers and holding it up to eunseoks mouth. eunseok takes the cigarette bashfully with his lips. the gesture urges you and chaeyoung glance at each other, you both seemed to notice the blush on eunseoks face.

“i was just talking about hyejin.” you explain, shifting the topic of the conversation. the mention of hyejins name earns a scoff from the male guitarist and an eye roll from the drummer.

“i’m still pissed at her, the instrumental is so good, and she wants us to fucking tweak it?” hyunmin sighs, “i’m fucking sick of hitting the high hats so softly, i wanna do some real shit.”

“chaeyoung’s solo is good, the chords i play fit well with hers, but that fucking…” eunseok trails off, cutting himself off by taking a hit of the cigarette, “her voice doesn’t even fit.”

you nod, “i’m saying, i think chaeyoung should sub in.”

“stop that.” she sighs, but hyunmin interjects.

“y/n you’re actually onto something!” the drummer beams, “chaeyoung you should really give it a try.”

the lead guitarist shrinks in her place, “i don’t know…”

“look,” eunseok says, “i think the suggestion isn’t that illogical. hyejin is gone, we could just plug in our shit and you could try something out? you can sing chaeyoung, i’ve heard. give it a shot.”

chaeyoung sighs, it’s three-on-one. she might as well.

the four of you found yourselves lost in the cozy embrace of the studio, lingering longer than usual since hyejin was gone. chaeyoung's agreement to sing along to the instrumental was a revelation, and it resonated perfectly with the fusion of your bass, eunseoks riffs, and hyunmin’s enthusiastic drumming. 

eunseok and chaeyoung switched roles, chaeyoung had taken over playing the simple chords and eunseok would be picking the more intricate tune. everything fit well, even if chaeyoung hadn’t figured out a concrete melody that would go along with the instrumental, her voice still fit pleasantly.

even after all of you finish rehearsing and messing around, you find yourselves immersed in a heated, deep conversation. hyejin is brought up here and there, but most of the time it’s just catching up with what’s been going on, laughing at each other, and simplygetting along like old friends do, because that’s what you are when the supposed vocalist isn’t around.

eunseok and hyunmin glance at each other and the tension is evident, especially the small flush on eunseok’s face when hyunmin goes on a tangent about one of his stupid theories. the male guitarist isn’t sneaky with his admiring look on the drummer, it’s quite amusing.

there are also moments where you and chaeyoung exchange glances that are too tender, too warm to be anything platonic. the two of you scoot closer throughout the whole conversation, shoulders end up grazing against each other and heads end up in the crook of necks from laughing. it’s all platonic, right? you figure it might be the alcohol in your system, hyunmin seems to always have some alcohol ready for drinking in the trunk of his car.

 (but the alcohol in your system wasn’t even enough to have you feeling tipsy, so what was it that made your cheeks feel so warm?)

when you and chaeyoung reach her place, the mood in the air shifts, even as you go down on her.

she grips your hair while you tongue fuck her ravenously, her head shoots back into the pillow on her bed as she sighs in ecstasy. her tattooed hands grip at the sheets and blissful moans fill the air—both her singing and sounds of pleasure are music to your ears.

“fuck, fuck, fuck, keep going,” chaeyoung breathes out, eyes shutting and top teeth trapping her bottom lip. “shit, i-i’m close, god-“

your tongue is torturous against her walls, and when you press your thumb on her clit for added stimulus—she’s pushed to the point where her vision is blurry and her hand grips your hair desperately as her climax fills your mouth.

“fuck, chaeyoung.” you mumble against her heat, licking your lips after. you kiss her thighs, almost too tenderly, it’s dangerously sweet, and despite the fact that you’ve temporarily taken chaeyoung’s ability to form coherent sentences—she’s flustered from the way you trail up her tummy and back to her lips.

your kisses are sweet, and her mind is fuzzy from how intimate this all is—and not in the “oh my god you just fucked me dumb” way, but in the “shit that was a little too lovey-dovey and i think i might explode if you kiss me like that again” way.

your lips part from hers and you smile, looking at her with an ineffable gentleness in your eyes. you brush the strands of hair that cover the guitarist’s face, and the words that come out your mouth reeeaallly fucks up the assumption that this is all platonic.

“you’re really pretty.” you mutter, tucking a messy, dark strand of hair behind her ear.

maybe it’s because you ate her out so well that her senses are all fucked up, but she genuinely can’t form a response. chaeyoung’s cheeks flush.

your eyes widen a little, “sorry, that was weird, sorry.” you say, propping yourself up.

“n-no, i’m just, it’s just-“ chaeyoung cuts herself off, breathing out gently. “i think, god, everything is so confusing.”

you tilt your head. “what?” you ask, laying down next to her whilst propping yourself up with your elbow, attention on her.

“nevermind-“

“no, say it, what’s on your mind? was it something i-“

“no, no,” chaeyoung assures, “it’s nothing you did, kind of. i’m just, i don’t know, all this is confusing.”

your eyes trail down her bare chest and down her body, but your eyes meet again.

chaeyoung sighs, “i don’t want to feel bad, and i just, i’ve been thinking and feeling like, i don’t know… it’s hard to tell you-”

“chaeyoung, you can tell me anything.” you mumble, looking at her affectionately.

“we’ve been fucking a lot, and i really like it of course, the sex is really fucking good. i just, i thought i would be fine with fucking around since it felt good, but then we started y’know, getting closer, and i think… i don’t know, with the band and everything... rule three should’ve been really easy not to break, but i think i-“

chaeyoung hums in surprise when you cut her off with a kiss, cupping her cheek and pressing your chest against hers in the process. she reciprocates the kiss, and it’s not a hungry, lustful one, the kiss is sweet and soft. butterflies flutter in her stomach.

you pull away and your lips are still lingering, “i think i broke rule three too.” you mumble against her lips, “sorry. i was scared of commitment for a while and then i realized: i wouldn’t mind it with you.”

chaeyoung blushes and kisses you again, it’s still sweet, but it’s much more passionate this time.

“it’s okay, i’m glad this doesn’t change anything.” she mumbles, “so—what are we now?”

“anything you want us to be. hope eunseok and hyunmin don’t mind, but they’ve probably been fucking too.” you respond, smiling before locking your lips with hers again. chaeyoung giggles, grinning into the kiss.

“stay the night? let’s get breakfast in the morning?”

you hum.

“it’s a date, but i want another midnight snack.” you mutter in a low tone, shifting yourself to hover over chaeyoung and work at her neck again, sending a shiver down her spine.

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i will take good care of you | mina x chaeyoung

pairing: mina x chaeyoung genre: fluff warning/tags: au, stablished relationship, domestic girlfriends w/c: 3.1 k a/n: i’m back with more fluff but i promise you i’m trying new things. sorry in advance for the mistakes you might find because english is not my first language but especially because it’s 7 am and i haven’t slept ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১. i’m still surprised by the response the first thing i’ve ever posted got, so i’ll be happy if this one receives half as much love as that one did. feel free to leave any comments, feedback, suggestions or requests 🤍

After Chaeyoung hadn't stopped sneezing and blowing her nose since she arrived soaking wet from the rain the previous afternoon, they decided that canceling their Sunday date would be the best option. Their visit to the botanical park has now been replaced by a day at home watching movies. The exam period is coming, so it was reasonable to make Chaeyoung stay at home so she doesn’t get worse. It takes them some time to decide, as the younger one felt guilty because they had already bought tickets, but Mina manages to convince her girlfriend to stay on the couch with a blanket, tea and a box of tissues beside her while she goes out to buy medicine, her favorite snacks and some ingredients to make miso soup.

"I'll take good care of you" is the last thing she says before kissing Chaeyoung’s lips and leaving the apartment.

She would be lying if she said she isn’t surprised to see that when she's back in their apartment, her girlfriend is still in the same place where she left her half an hour ago, only now she has a book in her hand instead of the mug of tea that now sits empty on the living room table. As Chaeyoung focuses on her book, she places everything she got in the kitchen and grabs her Nintendo to continue building and decorating her Animal Crossing island on the other side of the couch. Moments like this are the favorites for both of them, they just need each other's company as they spend time enjoying their hobbies in a comfortable silence.

They are both introverts who enjoy spending time at home playing video games, reading, drawing,writing, assembling Lego sets or watching movies. It's something they've always enjoyed separately, and since Chaeyoung accepted Mina's proposal to move into her apartment, it's become something they do together. Now, across the room, across the couch or using the other Nintendo Switch controller, they have someone with whom they share playful glances, smiles, exchange thoughts, talk about their days at work or college, about lives or share their problems. In moments like these, they just need to feel each other's presence. For them to be in silence doing their own thing while intertwining their legs under the blanket doesn't feel much different from a date outside in a nice place. 

It's these things that make Mina wonder if they'll always feel this way or if it's a passing thing that will end when she gets used to living with Chae. Meanwhile, on the other side of the couch, Chaeyoung underlines the sentences in the book that remind her of Mina and thinks that she stay in this moment all her life without ever getting tired of seeing Mina in front of her focus on her videogames with the tip of her tongue sticking out, concentrating on the game, just like she does when she cooks a new recipe or when she prepares some presentation for work.

An hour later, Chae puts the book away, takes off her glasses and holds the bridge of her nose with two fingers "I can't focus, I have a headache" she complains, making Mina sit up immediately "Let me get you a glass of water so you can take a painkiller". Chaeyoung gestures for her to get back to sit with her. "Don't worry, I think I just need to get some sleep" she says as her girlfriend looks at her with a doubtful face "I promise I'll take it if my headache doesn't go away" she replies, earning an indulgent smile from Mina.

As soon as her girlfriend falls asleep on the couch she goes to the kitchen to make some miso soup, lunch for both of them and looks up movie recommendations on her phone while waiting for the water to start boiling. And of course, tea is a must. 

It seems that sleep was good for Chae because when she wakes up, she seems to be in a better mood and even a bit more talkative, so they spend lunch talking about what movie they should watch. When they’re done, Mina takes care of clearing the table and cleaning the dishes despite Chaeyoung's refusal when her girlfriend tells her to brush her teeth and go back to the couch.

"Mina-chan!" she whines. "It's just a cold, don't treat me like I'm dying. Let me help you."

"Your exams are coming up and you and I both know that if you get sick now, you'll only be more anxious because you won't be able to do as much as you'd like. At least one of us has to be responsible" Mina says, giving her a scolding look, and Chaeyoung has no choice but to nod her head and follow her directions.

Mina doesn't have to explain herself for her girlfriend to get the message since the cold is due more to Chaeyoung being careless than to the sudden rain of the previous day. In the morning, when the gray clouds covered the Seoul sky and didn't let even a ray of sunshine show, they both commented that good rains were on the way and they hoped that at least it wouldn't be so heavy as to spoil their Sunday date. Exactly that date in which both should now be holding hands, smelling the fragrance of the flowers and taking a thousand photos and maybe, in the case of the art student, doing some sketches or drawings. And despite this, and despite Mina's recommendations, Chaeyoung decided to go out without an umbrella, arguing that her new raincoat would be more than enough and that, unlike the umbrella, it would not ruin her outfit. But in case that hadn’t been enough, for when she arrived completely wet down to her socks and even clothes under her raincoat when Mina reprimanded her for not having listened to her, the younger girl explained that in fact it wasn’t because she wasn’t carrying an umbrella but because she, Dahyun and Tzuyu decided to run and dance in the rain when they left the library after an intense studying session. 

Knowing that her girlfriend's two best friends were involved, she wasn’t surprised by what happened. Separately, Tzuyu and Chaeyoung are quite quiet, introverted and they rather go unnoticed, but if they get together with Dahyun nothing good can happen. Apparently in one of their classes this week, a teacher lectured them about youth, art and living life, which inspired them enough for them to spend at least an hour in the rain several days later in the middle of a storm.

Considering what happened, she wasn't going to take Mina's point away, but that's not going to stop her from complaining. "Oh come on, it's a silly cold" she snorts and before she can continue speaking, she sneezes so hard that her glasses fall off. "Okay, but don't take long" she relents. 

When the dishes are clean, dry and in place, Mina returns to her side of the couch and gets ready to watch the movie, but she doesn't put it on, so she looks away from the TV and when she turns her head, she meets the huge expressive eyes of her girlfriend, who looks at her like a like a kicked puppy. She laughs softly and shifts her posture to lie down behind her and be the big spoon. It’s then when her girlfriend considers pressing the play button.

Only ten minutes pass until Chaeyoung says "The movie was recommended by Nayeon-unnie, it's probably good. I didn't know she studied film in college" she says, to which Mina simply hums as she concentrates on what the characters are saying and what the subtitles say, as there are parts in Japanese that she doesn't want her girlfriend to miss. Occasionally, Mina whispers in her ear some of the lines or words that she feels are oversimplified in the subtitles, but it's still Chae who keeps talking the whole time. She describes what happened in the scene as if they weren't watching the same thing, comments on how neat the costumes are, talks about how beautiful she thinks the composition is, suddenly switches to the Japanese occupation in which the story is set, asks about something she doesn't have time to read, laughs when she realizes that just like the protagonists, one of them is Korean and the other one is Japanese, she then clarifies that in this case it is the Korean who has to learn Japanese... and Mina starts to be slightly annoyed. 

She’s a person who enjoys silence and is easily overwhelmed by too much noise or loud voices, like when they get together with their other seven friends and there are a lot of conversations going on at the same time. She knows it's something she needs to keep working on, but if anything, a red line for her is people talking while watching series or movies. Just like her beloved girlfriend is doing right now, who doesn't seem to pick up on the little interest her rambling receives, being answered only with monosyllables, short sentences and humming. They have been watching the movie for a while now and she’s squirming in her seat because of the discomfort and her urge to say or do something about it. her urge to get it over with is interrupted when she remembers that the girl in her arms is sick and what she needs right now is more care, the least she can do is listen to her thoughts and concerns. Even if she has decided to share them right while they are watching a movie in each other's arms. 

Just when the scene in which the protagonists share a moment of intimacy comes and takes Mina's breath away, Chaeyoung speaks and it takes all of Mina’s will to restrain herself and take a deep breath until she hears what her girlfriend has to say now. "Mina-chan, don't move away; it's cold."

And that's when Mina puts all the pieces together and moves her hand to her girlfriend's forehead. As expected, it's quite warm compared to hers and then she leans down to place her lips on her girlfriend's forehead, who without quite knowing what Mina's intentions are, smiles in anticipation of a kiss on her forehead.  "Baby, you have a fever" she says softly. "Pause the movie. I'll get the thermometer and some medicine." That's certainly not what Chae, who now had her eyes closed ready to receive the next kiss on her lips, expected to hear. Mina can't help but laugh at the sight before her, but she quickly gets up to get everything she needs from the kitchen and bathroom. After a year of dating her, she should know better. 

Luckily, there haven't been many times when one has had to take care of the other while they were sick, but enough times that Mina knows that Chaeyoung starts talking non-stop when her fever starts to rise. It's something that will always make her giggle, it's an odd trait that she finds adorable. "Was I talking that much?" Chae aks to her girlfriend, realizing what's going on, to which Mina nods and chuckles. "I was about to lose it" admits the older one, making her girlfriend blush. "Sorry, I didn't realize" she apologizes and Mina shakes her head as she gets up to grab the thermometer and a couple of other things.

"Here" she says as she returns with the thermometer the box of pills, a sachet of vitamins and a glass of water. "You should uncover for a while, Chaeyoungnie" she says, using a soft voice as she tries to take the blanket she is wrapped in, but her girlfriend grabs it and looks at her with a pout "But I'm so cold". Mina laughs softly "Yesterday you didn't seem to be bothered by the cold, come on, let’s get the thermometer on you". 

Mina wasn't mistaken, the thermometer after five minutes reads 39°C, and the first thing she does is pull the blanket aside this time for real and go get a towel. After taking the medicine, they play the movie back on and now that Chae is starting to feel worse, it’s no longer being interrupted by her ramblings, but by all the times Mina has to get up from the couch to re-wet the towel, until she checks her temperature again and it has dropped a few tenths of a degree. Before the movie is over, Chaeyoung falls asleep. She has replaced the blankets with her girlfriend and now is curled up resting her head in the crook of her neck, she warms her hands under the older one's t-shirt and has one of her legs between hers. Mina, now unable to move and not knowing where the remote is, ends up watching the movie alone until the last word of the credits because she finds it impossible to wake her girlfriend when she is sleeping peacefully in her arms.

Fifteen minutes have passed — maybe thirty or an hour — at this point she doesn't even know and she decides it's time to go to bed. She carefully separates her body from her girlfriend's and whispers sweet nothings, trying to wake her up. "Chaeyoungnie, let's go to bed" she whispers for the tenth time and this time she finally gets a "Hmm?" but nothing else, so she decides to take charge of the situation and gets up to pick up her girlfriend until she sees the restrained smile on her face that ends up giving her away. "You're awake! Come on, let's go to bed." Chaeyoung shakes her head and uses her sick privilege, and those eyes with which she gets anything from Mina, and asks her to carry her to their bed.

It doesn't take long for them to fall asleep, but at some ungodly hour of the night, the younger one doesn't stop moving and shivering, thus waking up the older one. Still asleep, with her eyes half open and the dim light coming through the window, she gropes her girlfriend's forehead to check her temperature and when she notices the hairs of her bangs soaked in sweat, she sits up right away and looks again for the thermometer and the towel. This time it reaches 40°C so she immediately uncovers her and places the towel on her forehead, also cooling her face and neck down making her shiver and whimper. "Mina-chan?" she asks with her eyes closed as she doesn’t have enough energy to open them. "I'm here. Your fever is up again, but don't worry. Try to sleep; I'll take care of you" she reassures her and when she sees her weakly nod her head, she caresses her face gently and runs her fingers through Chaeyoung's sweaty hair.

That's how she spent the rest of the night, cuddling her girlfriend, wetting the towel with cold water from time to time and checking the temperature, which didn’t drop below 38ºC all night long. Between one thing and another, she has had time to drink two coffees and has taken the laptop to get ahead of work, knowing that it is best to spend the day with her in case she has to take her to the doctor. When dawn breaks, Mina writes an email to her company informing them she won’t be able to attend work today, she presses enter and listens to the beep of the thermometer, checking that the temperature has finally dropped. She places the laptop on her bedside table, takes off her glasses, deactivates the alarm on her phone and finally lets herself fall asleep.

The sun finishes rising, illuminating the entire room, this time it is Chaeyoung who wakes up. Beside her, she finds her girlfriend with noticeable bags under her eyes, her glasses and laptop beside her just like when she suffers from insomnia. This time, she’s also holding the towel with which she has been using on her forehead all night long. Although the image melts Chaeyoung's heart, she can't help but feel a pang of guilt at the thought that her girlfriend has had to spend the night awake taking care of her because of her poor choices. Soon, the guilt is replaced by the warmth she feels in her chest as she looks at her girlfriend, thinking how grateful and loved she is. After a year together, she still finds it hard to believe that a person like Mina is in love. And not only in love but willing to love her even more with the hairs of her bangs sticking to her forehead from the cold sweat of fever, or like that time when, after finishing her sculpture project, she suffered a contracture and had to help her bathe for five days, or when she drank so much with her unnies that she spent half the night vomiting with her head stuck in the toilet while Mina held her hair and just like today, she then prepared miso soup for her on each of those occasions. According to her, it works to cure everything.

With a smile on her lips, she carefully strokes Mina's hair and covers her with the blanket as she feels her cold skin making her wake up. "Take the medicine. I'll make you some breakfast in a little while, give me five minutes" she hears her say in her newly awake voice. And, unlike the day before, Chae accepts the offer as she feels she doesn't have enough strength to stand for more than five minutes.

True to her word, in less than fifteen minutes, Mina enters the room with a bowl of miso soup. "Thank you, Mina-chan" she says as she picks it up and places it on the nightstand to cool down a bit. "No problem. I made it yesterday, I just warmed it up" she shrugs as the other shakes her head. "It's not about the soup, it's about everything. Thank you for taking care of me and loving me so well. I love you" she clarifies, earning a smile from the girl in front of her. One of those gummy smiles that makes her eyes practically disappear. She says nothing, simply caresses her cheek and reaches up, seeking a kiss from her girlfriend, who, instead of joining her lips with her whispers "You're going to get sick" by way of warning, a warning they are both willing to ignore. "That's not going to stop me. I can't think of a better plan than spending anothers day at home with you instead of going to work. Besides, what was that thing your teacher said for you to end up in the rain... Live, feel, eat, love, laugh, travel and kiss without thinking about tomorrow?" She teases her girlfriend again about the rain incident and Chaeyoung nods her head before kissing Mina. "I guess I'll have to take good care of you" she whispers against her lips.

[jsluvtzu]

im fangirling over all of your fics ngl.... could you maybe write something fluffy for chaeyoung? like reader meeting her for the first time in an art exhibition and then silly little sapphics falling in love

aesthete

son chaeyoung x fem!reader

summary: meeting you was just a coincidence. or was it fate?

cw: cute lesbians, men dni

wc: 1.9k

a/n: i’m sorry this took so long to get out, buttt here it is! sapphics crushing on each other and falling in loveeee

you always loved coming to the art museum down the street during your lunch break.

it was a slower day than usual that day, so your boss let you have an extra hour off.

the exhibits had new pieces put in every friday and you loved being able to be one of the first few people to see them.

it was a weekly thing for you — coming to the museum to admire the featured works from small upcoming artists.

you always failed to notice the one girl admiring you though.

she had her eyes on you like you were a new art piece, examining your features from afar.

your hands were stuffed into both pockets of your half zipped up hoodie as you strolled across the floor, taking in each detail of every frame in front of you.

she came here just as often as you did, using it as an excuse to catch glimpses of you.

the girl was anxious and fidgety compared to your somber and peaceful demeanor. her antsy energy collided with your tranquil one across the room as she worked up the courage to come up to you and start a conversation.

thoughts of a public rejection and humiliation clouded her mind and filled her ears with responses that haven’t even been uttered yet, but nonetheless, she had a little hope that it could go well.

her hands were clammy as she rubbed them together restlessly, the sound of her heart beating at the speed of light replacing the previous scenarios.

she felt her footsteps grow heavier with every step she took closer to you, approaching you like you were a radioactive substance.

you stopped in front of a piece that intrigued you — it was one the artist left for you to interpret in different ways, just how you liked it.

as you studied the meanings of the painting, you looked to your left and saw a pretty girl standing next to you.

she was shorter, her long hair covering some of her features, and her simple dress outfit with a black coat over it drawing a smile out of you.

the girl turned her head to you and froze seeing your smile, awkwardly smiling back and shying her face away.

you watched her slightly rock back and forth on her heels and glue her eyes to the wood floor below you, wondering what’s got her so worked up.

“i really love this piece. i love the way the artist has multiple things going on to make one big picture. what do you think?”, you blurted out to fill the silence.

the girl shot her head up and flipped her gaze between you and the piece on the wall which she couldn’t care less for right now, hurriedly looking for something she can relate with.

“y-yeah, i really like the.. the details.. and the way you can see a different like scene.. if you just look at it from a different perspective.”, the girl was visibly nervous, her tone further proving it.

“exactly! i think perspective is so important in art. it shapes your view of every work you come across and how it should be interpreted, you know?”

you were glad to have someone you could share your love in art with, even if she’s a little confusingly timid.

the girl cleared her throat and nodded her head excessively, “right yeah, i know, it’s a different meaning for everyone. for me i think the piece represents the beauty of falling in love and how it unfolds.”

you smiled and tilted your head curiously, her response being exactly the one you wanted to hear.

“wow, that’s actually crazy”, you said, laughing slightly.

“what is?”, the girl answered hesitantly.

“i see the piece the exact same way. the way it shows the first stages of falling in love with someone. like here’s the infatuation stage and the euphoria of it. that’s why this part is a little messy”, you slid one hand out of your pocket to point at the area you were talking about, “it represents the blurry feeling you get when you’re in that state.”

you turned to look at the girl and observed her reaction, stuffing your hand back into the pocket it was in.

she was already staring at you when you looked back, probably not even focused on anything you just said.

she smiled and silently agreed with you, nodding her head again and scanning her eyes over your face — almost like she was in some sort of infatuation stage.

“yeah.. i feel the same way.”, her doe eyes locked onto yours, entrancing you.

there was a pause in the air, both of you only focused on each other.

“i’m.. i’m y/n.”

you turned your body to fully face her, holding out your hand to shake hers.

she reached her own hand up to meet with yours, the both of you grasping each other in a firm handshake.

“i’m chaeyoung.”

your eyes didn’t leave hers yet, too scared they might disappear if you looked away.

“it’s nice to meet you, chaeyoung.”

chaeyoung’s hands were soft and warm, but not too warm and not too cold either.

she let her grip on your hand go, ending the handshake, but you wished it didn’t end there.

“it’s nice to meet you too, y/n. would you maybe wanna.. grab a coffee with me? there’s a small cafe just down the street.”, chaeyoung almost regretted asking, mentally punching herself to prepare for your rejection.

“yeah! i would love to.”

she raised her eyebrows slightly in shock, shaking her head to refocus.

“okay.. okay! come on, i’ll lead us there.”, she said, motioning for you to follow her.

as you two walked down the street, you both engaged in light small talk, getting to know each other beyond your shared love for art.

“so.. do you come to the museum often?”

of course chaeyoung knew you came often. every friday at around 12 pm. she just didn’t wanna look like some complete freak who stalked you.

“yeah i do actually, i come during my lunch break since i work not too far from here. what about you?”

“i go sometimes to destress from work and whatnot, it’s a nice way to get my mind off of things i guess.”, she said, shrugging.

you hummed in response, slightly upset that she seemed to have a lot on her shoulders.

the two of you arrived at the entrance of the cafe, chaeyoung speeding up a bit to open the door for you.

you giggled at her kind gesture, thanking her and holding the door for her on your way in.

as you ordered your drink at the counter, she was just as attentive as the barista taking your order, silently telling herself to memorize it and bring it for you the next time you meet.

you two sat down at a table in a far corner, sipping your drinks and continuing your conversation beforehand.

when you got lost in explaining some work drama to chaeyoung, she pulled out a pen and started scribbling on a blank napkin.

after you finished your rambling and looked at chaeyoung, you saw her constantly looking up at you and back down to her napkin, her pen moving skillfully.

“okay, done! sorry, you just looked really pretty, i had to draw this moment before it went away.”

chaeyoung slid the napkin across the table and you finally got to see what she had been working on when you were going off about your dumb coworker.

it was a sketch of you, arm on the table with your chin resting on your palm. she managed to perfectly capture the way your hair was styled, the way your smile shined, even down to the rings you wore on your fingers.

“wow, chaeyoung this is amazing.. how did you even draw this so fast?”, you said, amazed at her skill as you examined the intricate details she put into it.

“it’s pretty easy when your muse is nice to look at.”

you couldn’t control your burning cheeks and forming smile at her flirty remarks anymore, tilting your head down to hide your face.

chaeyoung wasn’t lying either. she thought you were the prettiest girl she had ever laid eyes on, and she was glad she finally took her chance and talked to you.

hearing your passion about art was the cutest thing ever to her. your genuine love for it attracted her to you more than she could imagine.

she wanted to know everything about you.

more than just the way you perceived the world, more than your coffee order, more than what irritated you about incompetent people at work.

she wanted to know what made you feel most loved. what it would be like to come home to you.

“whatever.. my turn to draw you now.”, you said, still giggling like an idiot.

you reached over to grab her pen off the table and took the napkin from under your cup to scribble your own sketch of her.

chaeyoung watched you patiently and noticed the way you hid your “drawing” with your free hand, slightly furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

“aaand done! do you like it?”

you slid your napkin over to chaeyoung and observed her as she looked over the piece of paper.

the fact is, you didn’t draw anything special at all.

your idea of a sketch of chaeyoung was writing your phone number down and drawing hearts and smiley faces everywhere.

chaeyoung broke out into laughter at your antics, rubbing her thumb over the material.

“i do, i really like it.”

you reached into your pocket to check the time on your phone, realizing you had about 10 minutes to walk back to work.

slightly saddened, you put your phone away and held your face in both of your hands on the table this time, beaming at chaeyoung.

“well i have to get back to work, but make sure you interpret that drawing reeeally carefully, it’s an important one.”, you said, scooting your chair back to stand up and grabbing your drink.

“oh i will, don’t worry. i’ll be sure to consider every single detail.”, chaeyoung said as she watched you grab your things.

you laughed at her playing along, “i’ll see you next friday then?”

chaeyoung smiled and dropped her hands to her lap, still holding onto your art piece.

“next friday it is.”

you nodded and smiled at chaeyoung one last time, walking towards the door and looking back to mouth a “call me” and gesture a phone with your pinky and pointer fingers.

chaeyoung chuckled and watched as you headed back to your regular life.

when you completely disappeared from view out the window, chaeyoung drew her eyes back to the napkin in her lap, inspecting it again and scoffing to herself with a big smile on her face.

moments of your hour together flashed through her mind, making her blush as she pulled out her phone and went to her messages.

she typed your number in, making sure she didn’t miss a single digit.

chaeyoung was twiddling her thumbs over her screen, figuring out the perfect thing to text you.

she tapped the sides of her phone while she attempted to think of something, slowly growing frustrated with herself.

and the best thing she came up with?

hiii it’s chaeyoung :p

[allfortzu]

i'd do it all for you

-- chaeyoung / tzuyu. 1.19k, fluff // MEN DNI

chaeyoung belongs on the stage; chaeyoung belongs in tzuyu's arms.

chaeyoung glows under the stage lights. 

she belongs up there, that's what people always say, and that's what she's always known. 

a bigger stage, a bigger theatre, a bigger stadium, that's where she should go. 

louder cheers from larger crowds because really, when you're a star, when is anything ever enough? 

and when you're as big of a star as chaeyoung, the sky's the limit, and nothing is too impossible with everything she has. 

but sometimes, she wants to tell everyone that in her more intimate shows, where every spot is a good spot and every seat is a good view, she feels right at home. 

the ones where she can play her guitar and sing into her mic, and look forward to see clearly the only person she truly sings for. where she doesn't have to hope that that someone's looking, because she can look at her herself. 

“this one's for you,” chaeyoung will say, and she'll spread her arms so everyone feels like they're someone, even if they're not.

all of chaeyoung's songs have only ever been about one person. 

even if she's talking to a crowd, even if she's singing to thousands; there has always only been one person she really looks for, one person she talks to. 

in return – the most dazzling, dimpled smile, and an undeniable twinkle in her eyes that tells chaeyoung she knows. 

this is how chaeyoung loves; with her heart in her hands, as hard as she possibly can. 

this is how chaeyoung wants to be loved back; to be seen by the only person she wants to be seen by. 

it's almost routine, nearly second nature; that familiar ringing in her ears and the copper strings beneath fingers – she wrote this, after all. 

the lyrics, the melody; it is completely and irrevocably theirs. 

when the crowd calls for an encore, when she calls for an encore, chaeyoung will give another, of course. a song among many about them. 

tzuyu loves just as hard; your heart is safe with me, sing me another song. 

arms spread, eyes fixed. 

the crowd goes wild, chaeyoung hears nothing through her in-ears.

“this one, again, is for you.” 

you, you.

the people will listen, but that is all they’ll ever be allowed to know. this much is true – chaeyoung’s songs have always been about someone real. 

when they're the only ones left, chaeyoung will ask, “was i good?” 

she'll set her guitar aside and pull tzuyu, the only one who is someone, into her arms, and she'll pepper kisses all over her jaw just to hear her lovely laughter. 

it is a crowd of one, because chaeyoung likes keeping tzuyu to herself, but it is the only crowd that matters. 

she feels right at home. 

“you were great,” tzuyu will tell her. “you were glowing.” 

it's enough to bring the adrenaline right back into her veins, and she truly believes no one has been luckier to walk this earth than herself. 

“did you hear me? when i said the song was for you?” 

she'll tuck tzuyu's hair behind her ears to make sure she's listening, and also because she just likes touching her lover. 

then, she'll whisper, in case she didn't get it the first time, and because she likes saying it, “that's our song.” 

tzuyu giggles. “i know, i saw you looking at me.” 

chaeyoung will go home with tzuyu, even if she could sleep at any five star hotel that has more pillows than tzuyu's apartment could ever afford. 

she'll put her hood up and cover her tattoos, hidden from prying eyes, but tzuyu won't mind at all. 

“are you son chaeyoung?” people ask sometimes, if they recognise her somehow. 

“no,” chaeyoung will answer, or maybe even tzuyu, if she doesn't feel like talking. 

“i have no idea what you're talking about.” 

they'll either believe it or continue thinking what they want, but by then, tzuyu will have already whisked her away. 

when it happens, chaeyoung thinks of asking tzuyu, “do you ever want to go public?” 

it's hard not to feel guilty. 

when you're as big of a star as chaeyoung, there's much more at stake – her career, for example. her life.  

but chaeyoung would give it all up in a heartbeat, because she has all she needs right here. how could she hide?

“i would, you know,” chaeyoung tells her. “i'd tell the whole world you're mine if you wanted me to, and that i'm yours. i would.”

tzuyu has never been less than considerate. 

“i don't care if people know, and i want you to keep doing what you love.” 

in chaeyoung's eyes, it would barely be a life if tzuyu wasn't doing what she loved either. 

“i love doing this, too. life with you and nothing else sounds just as perfect as life on the stage. i want you to do what you love.” 

and chaeyoung means it when she says that, much more than she's ever meant anything else. 

you belong up there, people always tell her. a bigger stage, a larger crowd. the sky's the limit.

but there's also being on the ground in their one bedroom apartment with the only crowd she could ever care about – there's also belonging right in tzuyu's arms. 

tzuyu will kiss her forehead, and she'll hold chaeyoung's hand tight in her own. 

“i know you're mine, and you know i'm yours. that's all i want from you.” 

“but –”

“no buts,” tzuyu will say. “your songs have always been enough for me, i don't need the world.” 

they'll live on in their songs, anyway. they would.

“but i would, and i want you to know that. i'd do it all and i'd give it all up, i would.” 

it's a promise chaeyoung makes to herself and to her lover. 

“i know, and i love you for it.” 

“i love you, too, with all my heart.”

i love you, i love you. 

they'll have ordered takeout by the time they got home, tzuyu's treat for a show well done. 

it is far from the best food she’s eaten, but the company is perfect. 

“i want to write another song,” chaeyoung often says. 

she’ll be tucked in tzuyu's embrace, a much needed solace from a full day under burning lights. 

inspiration flows so easily when they're close. 

they have a love story for the ages, chaeyoung knows that much. she never wants to miss a moment. 

“you make me want to write so many songs.” 

tzuyu will trace the faded lines of her tattoos, she’ll leave warmth in the wake of her fingers. 

her voice is soft, gentle – like honey and sweetness in that innocently inquisitive way that chaeyoung has come to love deeply. 

she'll kiss the tip of chaeyoung's nose and hum, “how can i help?” 

oh, even if chaeyoung glows on stage, it pales in comparison to how she absolutely ignites under tzuyu's eyes. 

she's no star; simply a girl who loves with all her heart, and a girl who has her love loved back.  

“stay with me, just like this.” 

tzuyu will tell her the same things over, “always.”

always, always.

some long awaited chaeyu, thank you for the patience :) chaeyoung's popstar remix and the seven husbands of evelyn hugo was on my mind when i wrote this, so you could say this is semi inspired by those as well! my exams are officially over, and i have a long period of just celebrating that now! can't wait to write more for you all :)

thank you for reading and thank you for waiting! interactions appreciated, thank you so much <3

[delulumc]

Pretend Chapter 26: Eye Eye Eyes | Part 2

Son Chaeyoung x Myoui Mina ♡ Pool date in Australia ♡ Suggestive fluff & Deep angst | Set during Ready To Be World Tour (2023) Word count: 4874 | CW: Gender Dysphoria

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The sun hung low in the sky, a faded, golden disk that almost allowed you to look at it. Even though dusk was just a handful of hours away, the entire firmament burned with an intense and scorching heat that enveloped everything in an infinite expanse of bright, washed-out blue.

Mina floated in another, smaller blue infinity, facing the sky. Eyes closed, she felt the cold ripples of water lapping at the skin of her back, and the warm radiance of the Australian afternoon baking the front of her body at the same time.

Cold past behind her, warm future ahead. Her mind was still stuck in repetitive, obsessive thoughts, but it wasn’t tortuous memories anymore. It was brimming with possibility, with yearning of a different and more realistic kind. It was possessed by sheer want.

She stopped floating on her back and opened her eyes, turning to her own puddle of sunshine sitting on a sunlounger near the edge of the pool.

“Are you sure you’re not joining me?” Mina asked, not bothering to cover the tinge of neediness in her voice.

“Maybe later,” Chaeyoung answered with a smile. “The chlorine in pool water isn’t good for my bleached hair. I want it to hold out at least a couple more years before going entirely bald.”

Mina chuckled, hiding her mouth behind a small, elegant hand out of habit. Chaeyoung had complained about it before, saying she wanted to see every second of her smile without missing anything. Mina shot her hand down abruptly when she recalled that.

“I think you’d rock it. Even with a shaved head you’d be the cutest.”

Chaeyoung laughed, though something shifted ever so slightly in the angle of her smile. She looked back down and continued fiddling with her polaroid camera.

Mina shrugged off the tiny spike of annoyance in her chest and kept swimming, diving into the deepest part of the pool. It was funny, she thought, the way she’d felt like drowning constantly for most of her life. She thought the feeling would go away. She thought the weight of an ocean would have been lifted off her lungs when she threw herself bare in front of her love, of her end. It didn’t. She kept sinking, deeper, darker. Drawn into the depths by Chaeyoung’s siren song, into a bottomless flooded trench of desperate hunger. She'd been fed scraps, small kisses, reckless touches. It didn't sate her. On the contrary, her need became more pressing after the first taste. Longing caressed her heart from the inside, soft like a ghost. Cold like a knife. Mina held her breath until her chest hurt.

She emerged, gasping slightly, eyes closed. She brought her hands to her hair to pull it back in place, and was greeted with the sound of a shutter behind her. Shuddering slightly, a wave of satisfaction traveled down the curves of her back and dissipated into the water.

“For your collection?” She teased as she turned around, accidentally leaning into a sultry tone way more intense than she intended.

Chaeyoung blushed and stammered, trapped between a giggle and an unintelligibile word. “I, sorry, I mean, yeah, sorry. Like, uhh, can I?”

“Please do.” Mina gifted her a gummy smile. Heat emerged on her cheeks, blooming through the cold droplets that adorned her all over. “But for every photo, you’ll have to spend a minute in the pool with me in exchange.”

The girl grimaced, arching her eyebrows with an apologetic expression on her face. “I’d rather not. I’m very sorry.”

Mina sighed and let herself float on her back for a few moments again, letting her frustration simmer down and disperse into the water. She got lost in the endless pale blue of the sky once again. It was technically winter in the southern hemisphere, though even the Australian winter was as hot as a mildly crisp summer day in Seoul. Every so often a chilly breeze would blow from the nearby river and rake its claws across the rooftop pool area. It was deserted except for them. Mina couldn’t stand it anymore.

She turned to her girlfriend again. She had changed into a simple black swimsuit to go outside, with a bulky, oversized nylon jacket that covered her halfway down the thighs hanging loosely from her shoulders. She was bundled up on her chair, carefully arranging her polaroids on a towel so the wind wouldn’t blow them away.

“Is it that time of the month? Is that why you won’t come in?” Mina asked her.

Chaeyoung tilted her head slightly. It took a second for her to react, shooting her big eyes wide open. “What!? Um, no, it isn’t… No, it's… It’s kind of the opposite, actually.”

“The opposite? What’s the opposite of being on your period?”

The blonde girl shook her head vigorously. “Nevermind, I… I just misspoke.”

“Chaengie…” Mina gritted her teeth and got out of the pool, grabbing her sunglasses and putting them on with purpose as she walked to take a seat next to Chaeyoung.

“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” She sat down, laying a hand on her girlfriend’s.

“...Pic first. You look too sexy with your hair all wet like that.”

Taken aback, Mina couldn’t hold her giggle in. The water still clinging to her skin felt like it evaporated in an instant. Her fingers retracted instinctually, clamping down on Chaeyoung’s small hand.

The photographer continued swapping between her phone and her clunky camera, taking snapshots of Mina, the view from her chair and them both together with one device and then the other, documenting reality with precious meticulousness.

At the mere recalling of Chaeyoung’s ‘Gallery of pretty things’ in her phone and the memories and mementos she kept as polaroids, Mina’s heart started leaping and flipping inside her. She was taking pictures for both collections. Pretty memories. Beautiful memories. She suddenly understood Chaeyoung’s fondness for pictures - these were moments and feelings she desperately wanted to sear into her memory forever. 

Why ruin the afternoon prodding her girlfriend for answers she knew she wouldn’t get, at least not right now? She was probably nervous - after all, they were technically on their first proper date, and in a semi-public place where unwanted looks could be drawn to them. It was that exactly, nerves. Must be.

The sight before her caused a disobedient smile to ignore Mina's commands and bloom on her face, despite her efforts to contain it. 

“Instead of a photo, I’ll do you one better.” Mina said.

“Waaay ahead of you. Been taking videos too.” Chaeyoung answered without looking up.

“That isn’t what I meant.” Mina’s voice had lowered without her permission. 

A violent gust blew over them, making Chaeyoung’s hair thrash about wildly. She gave one of her soft tiger cub screams and giggled, covering the pictures she’d printed with a towel. Mina shuddered.

“Really? What did you mean, then? Do me what better?” Chaeyoung continued.

It still roused her like the first time, it still shook her from the soles of her feet, it still made the tiny hairs on her neck stand on end and the knot in her throat tighten and unravel. In the past few weeks she’d blissfully, thankfully lost the count of how many times she had kissed Chaeyoung’s plump, soft, rosy lips. How many times she’d felt the curve that fell into the corners of the girl’s mouth tug and stretch into a smile pressed against her own. How many times she’d opened her eyes during a tender and careful bite to steal furtive glances at her long eyelashes resting on her blushing cheeks. The times she’d caught her looking back with those big, round eyes with beautiful dark pupils she could fall into and never be found again.

She was no longer aware of how many times Chaeyoung had cradled her face with such care and reverence that she felt like the most valuable and fragile thing on earth. She had no idea how many seconds she’d spent feeling the girl’s round tip of her nose brush lightly against the sensitive skin of her face, locked in an embrace.

Thousands of times by now, probably. And still Mina’s soul was set alight with the same blinding brightness each and every time.

A low grunt rolled out of Chaeyoung as her lower lip was caught by a soft, affectionate nibble. Mina pushed with her face, hungry, desperate, forcing her girlfriend to lean back into the chair. With some effort, Chaeyoung pulled back, panting.

“Not… We’re not…” She looked around, her chest heaving. “We’re alone, right?”

Mina nodded and kissed her again, but Chaeyoung quickly used her hand to caress her cheek and gently guide her away again.

“You’re getting me all wet.”

Mina felt like her heart had jumped into her mouth. “What?”

“Pool water, I mean.” Chaeyoung’s face burned up in a second, blushing intensely. “Mina, I’m… I don’t feel okay doing this outside. Anyone could come up and see us. Let’s… try to keep it lowkey, alright?”

“Take it elsewhere, then?” Mina asked with a breathy whisper.

The younger girl only looked at her, mouth slightly open as if asking for more. She hesitated for a moment.

Selfish, brash and reckless, Mina took Chaeyoung by the hand and got up before she could speak.

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Ever since I was little I’ve spent most of my time alone, locked in my room.  I wasn’t really interested in people and I wasn’t good at communicating, so I spent all day with games,  knitting, legos and toys. I was perfectly content by myself. When I entered highschool I was pushed and shoved into having a more active social life, but I think I didn’t change much. My hobbies remain the same all this time later, and most of my days are still just like that: alone, locked in my room. Familiar, comforting walls all around keeping me safe and hidden.  There’s scary stuff outside.

Sometimes I feel like there’s something fundamentally different in me, though. I couldn’t tell at first, not until I ventured out and talked with other people. But it was always there. Turns out I’m pretty, who would’ve thought? Boys lined up to confess to me, but I couldn’t reciprocate. There’s nothing there for them. My classmates couldn’t understand it. Couldn’t understand this thing I have inside me. They went out on dates, got boyfriends, broke up, talked about love. Got their hearts broken, their bodies taken, their lives changed. I was tormented by a strange hunger while everyone around me feasted, but I didn’t even have a mouth to eat with.

The longing, the loneliness inside me grew until I couldn’t take it. I stole a bite. A single morsel.  I was quickly taught I mustn't even open my mouth. That I must stay safe and hidden. There’s scary stuff inside. So the hunger grew. Unchecked, ignored. Years passed, and I withdrew more and more into my room, into myself. I gave up on love. It wasn’t for me. But then I met her. My Chaeyoung. I wouldn’t say she helped me open up. Saying she turned me inside out would be more accurate.

It’s her face. Her voice. That tiny pointy tooth that pokes out from the edge of her smile. Her shadow, her very silhouette. It’s enough to shake me out of the autopilot I had settled into and start living my life again. To live it with purpose, to take control. All to steer myself in her direction. I’m locked in my room like always and she’s sitting right there at the edge of the bed looking up at me, making the walls feel like they’re a mile away. Making me feel exposed, in danger and dangerous. Her beauty mark calls to me like it’s done from the very first time I saw her, saying ‘put a thousand kisses right here.’

Lust I’ve known, and learned to suffocate. This goes beyond that. She’s earned my heart, taken it by force by merely existing next to me. And as if it wasn’t enough, she stares at me with those big doe eyes, those long eyelashes batting the air at every blink. Asking what I’ll do to her without using words.  She’s the cutest thing in the entire world, and I want to eat her up. Her soft voice. Her skinny frame. Her small hands. I adore all of it. There’s a sweet heaviness in the air. It’s so heavy she can’t lift her eyes, stuck to the floor. It’s hard to breathe. I’m trembling with excitement. I want to find an explanation, but there’s nothing there for me. Maybe it’s the way she’s always been there for me, taking care of me when I couldn’t. Maybe it’s the way she tries to cheer me up even through her own sadness. Maybe it’s how she taught me not to be scared anymore. 

I don’t know what it is, but the heat that builds up in me, the cloudy daze I’m slipping into, it’s all making the room feel cold. Her loving gaze prods me onward. It takes some effort for my voice to come. “Undress me, please.” She doesn’t. Her face changes. The excitement, the yearning mirroring my own is still there inside her eyes, but her posture shrinks. I grab her hands and she doesn’t pull away. They’re warm, and small. Smaller than mine, but her fingers are long, longer than mine. I guide them to my neck and back, and this time her hands comply and shake against the knot and clasp of my bathing suit until they’re undone. I let her go. Her arms fall back onto her lap and she stares, vacant, frozen, so I take care of the bottom piece myself.

I look down in a haze, and barely recognize the naked body I see. Poised for what it’s demanding. Tensed as if prepared for straining work. Covered in the slight shimmering moisture of the pool, a cold layer of microscopic droplets that makes light bounce off the skin in ways I’ve never seen or imagined. There’s something a bit like pride, resemblant of confidence, that sparks in my chest. Laid as bare and enticing as I can be in front of the maw I’ve so long dreamt of offering myself to. There’s no reaction. She’s perfectly still.

“Chaeng-Chaeng?”

She jolted, looking up and refocusing her vision. Mina grabbed her hands with tender care. They were still shaking. The black-haired woman took a step closer to her girlfriend, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at her with fearful reverence through watery eyes.

A few minutes ago she was barely able to process the sight of Mina’s bare back, interrupted only by a pesky strip of black cloth running across it. The smooth, soft, unfairly perfect skin of her back had been an object of her obsession for years, and a cherished view whenever she used open-back clothes for a photoshoot, a concert, or right now. From barely being able to function just for seeing her in a bikini, having Mina be completely naked in front of her had caused her to shut down, if not only for the impending doom she was going to be put through. It was too much.

Mina caressed the back of her hands using her thumb. The stimulation brought her back to earth for a moment.

“Back then, at the park, I asked you to kiss me. But I had to do it myself.” Mina said. Chaeyoung looked back down at her feet.

The woman continued, raising her voice ever so slightly. “...I asked you to come with me here, but I had to drag you by the hand. I asked you to undress me and here I am in front of you, of my own volition.”

She sat down next to Chaeyoung, who wouldn’t move at all anymore.

“I don't have a problem with asking, even begging, if it's for you. But I make you do all this, and you don't even protest, and won't reject me… And yet you won't lay a finger on me either, unless I do it first.”

The younger girl swallowed coarsely.

“What is it that you want, Chaengie?”

It took her a moment. “I want you, but-” 

“No, don't say but.” Mina’s voice went back down to her gentle, whispery tone, brimming with careful kindness, though shaking with impatience. 

“Say it in one word, or a single sentence, but no excuses anymore. Please. I know the thing you want the most isn't me. That's fine. Tell me what it is.”

Mina was expecting to see tears, but they didn’t come. Her girlfriend clenched her fists instead.

“I just want to feel like it's okay to be me, alright?” Chaeyoung looked at her abruptly. The tears were there, a reflection in the girl’s dark pools, expanded by anxiety. They were just refusing to fall.

Mina’s heart was squeezed. “Oh Chaeng-Chaeng, you're-”

“No, let me. Let me finish, okay?”

She pulled her hands away then breathed in and out of her mouth a few times, trying to calm herself.

“What you’re saying, the thing about me not wanting you. It’s actually the complete opposite. You got it all wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Mina’s brows furrowed. She sat down next to Chaeyoung, suddenly all too aware of her naked skin in the exposed air of the chilly room. Her girlfriend, ashamed, wouldn’t lift her gaze from her own shoes.

“I mean that I’m not what you want, Minari.” The nickname exposed her vulnerability. Chaeyoung’s heart was raw and tender, trying to grab onto any sort of comfort it could find.

“I cannot be what you want,” she reiterated. “I’m not dumb, I can tell how strongly you’ve been coming onto me.”

“Well, I certainly am sitting naked on the bed we share.” Mina tried to joke to lighten the mood, but regretted instantly when Chaeyoung just nodded and pursed her lips.

“I wish I could answer to what you’re asking, Mina. More than anything, believe me, I wish I was able to give what you want from me.”

“And what is it you think I want?” Mina asked, caution wrapping each of her words.

“I mean, you said it already. You’re naked next to me. Aren’t you cold?”

Mina nodded, and scooted closer to Chaeyoung. The clothed girl’s shoulders tensed up visibly.

“We can’t. I’m sorry. We can’t have sex. And I don’t know if I’m getting ahead of myself, or if I’m just projecting, but if you want this, us, to keep going, it can’t either. Not for long.” Chaeyoung’s voice trembled into a low monotone, submerged in despondence.

“There’s no future with us together, Mina. We can’t go out in public, we can’t become official, we can’t build our lives together. And it’s not because it’s taboo, not just because we’re idols.”

An uncomfortable, churning feeling inside her made Mina shift her position. Everything had been going so well, so unbelievably perfect, that she had decided to overlook Chaeyoung's obvious distress for weeks. Now the end of her perfect world was in sight, all for pretending things were well. She left out a shaky sigh, trying to force her face to remain neutral and attentive.

Chaeyoung sniffled, then slammed her balled up fists on the bed. “Fuck!”

Mina reeled out of sheer reflex, startled out of her panicking trance. The room felt colder by the second, the kind of cold that couldn’t be repelled by clothes or blankets.

“If it was that only - the public, the scandals, I wouldn’t give a shit. I’d ask you to come hide together in some other country, or deep in the mountains where it’s just us. That’d be so nice, so simple.”

She finally looked at Mina, locking eyes. Chaeyoung’s big, beautiful smile adorned her face, though behind it stood the saddest expression Mina had ever seen on her. Her eyebrows were arched, her eyes leaked tears silently. This tiny, vulnerable girl wasn't pushing her away. She was begging for help. Mina's heart grew a size, though it was a sad and foreboding feeling.

“Whatever it is, Chaengie, we can make it work. I don’t mind if-”

“No, you don’t get it.” She raised her voice, cutting Mina off. “I’ve never… I’ve never been…”

She choked back a sob. Mina reached for the girl’s hand, and managed to brush her thumb on the back of it before it was pulled away with fearful apprehension. Chaeyoung inhaled deeply.

“I’ve never been who you think I am. I’m transgender, Mina. I'm not… Not…” Her voice sounded like she was out of breath. Barely above a raspy whisper. It trailed off into nothing, her sentence left unfinished.

There was a lack of reaction for one moment. Mina brought her feet up to the bed, hugging her knees. The silence in the room became deafening.

“Okay.”

Chaeyoung was too busy staring at a corner of the room, her mind empty. She didn’t register the answer at first.

“It kind of crossed my mind a few times. Just a suspicion, but I thought it’d be ridiculous to… Sorry, I don’t…” Mina sighed, bringing her legs back down and crossing her arms instead.

“I’ve always known there’s something weird going on with you, Chaeng. Not weird, sorry. Nothing weird about… Sorry, let me start over.”

Mina shook her head, confused and frustrated at herself, still trying to digest what was happening. She got up and grabbed a light white jacket from her open suitcase, next to the bed. Her hands shook, betraying cold, nerves, or maybe both. Her strides back to Chaeyoung’s side, however, were purposeful and self-assured now that she was half-dressed.

She reached out with her hand hesitantly. She grabbed her girlfriend’s narrow chin with delicate care. The skin of her face glistened with silent tears. Mina leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Thank you for telling me. I love you.”

“But?” Chaeyoung whispered.

“But nothing,” Mina sighed, sitting down. “It’s hard to swallow, obviously. It’s definitely not what-”

Chaeyoung interrupted. “I'm sorry. That’s what I meant, that’s the problem. I mean, you obviously want…” She exhaled, trying not to break as she wiped away her tears.

“I told you already. What I want is you. Only you, whatever you’re willing to give me. Whatever you can.” Mina protested with a hint of frustration in her tone.

“This body can’t do that. Don’t you get it? Sometimes I look at you and it breaks my heart, because you’re perfect. You’re like, made for me.”

Mina’s heart stirred, touched but worried sick.

Chaeyoung sniffled, then continued. “And maybe I tricked you into thinking something similar, but it’s just a trick. I made you love me but what you love isn’t what I am. I’m not perfect like you. Not even close.”

Mina was now staring at the floor too, unsure of what to say. “I’m so sorry, Chaeng. I love you, really.”

“But you don’t get it. There’s no way someone like you would get it.”

Chaeyoung sniffled a few more times, disturbing the stillness of the silence they were in.

They couldn’t tell how much time had passed when Mina talked again.

“I… learned to dance before I learned how to have a proper conversation.”

For just the second time, Chaeyoung looked directly at Mina. She continued. 

“Without dancing, without my body, I wouldn't know how to navigate the world. It's like a link, an interface of sorts. Between me and the outside.” She reached for Chaeyoung’s hand again, and this time she didn’t pull away.

“If I become unable to dance or if there's a disconnect, or a rift between me and my body, I'd feel very lonely. I felt lonely before I danced. And I feel the least lonely when I'm dancing with you guys, to this day.”

Chaeyoung’s hoarse, dry voice tumbled out of her throat. “You… you actually kind of get it… How?”

“You've taught me a lot, even if you don't notice.” Mina smiled.

She continued. “But you know what, your body as a middle point, it works both ways. You may feel trapped inside, but you could also, you know, let other people reach in. Let me.”

“It’s not that I’m trapped. I just… It’s… I look at you, you’re perfect. You’re all I want. And this body of mine, it’s…”

“Look, Chaengie. I have to go to the gym every other day, on top of all our practicing. I have weekly nutritionist consultations, laser hair removal every four months, dermatologist once a month. A perfect body doesn't exist. Our job is to get as close as possible, and you're the best at your job.”

Chaeyoung looked puzzled. Her eyes had already acquired a pink tone, though she had stopped crying.

Mina got up. “Look at this scar,” she touched the side of her lower abdomen, bare and smooth, right at Chaeyoung’s eye level. 

“When I was 14 I got so stressed about liking girls that my appendix ruptured. My own dad took it out. I still think of him when I see it.”

“This discoloration on my shoulder? They always cover it up with makeup.” She shrugged off her jacket, not taking it off entirely. “I was 8 and fell off a persimmon tree while picking some for my mom. It's her favorite fruit. The scrape was horrible but it was worth it.”

Chaeyoung opened her mouth to ask what she was trying to accomplish, but Mina went on before she could speak up.

“This bruise on my shin is from earlier today, when I insisted on carrying your stuff. It's not permanent, but it's proof that I went out with you. It’s a reminder of our first date, for as long as it lasts.”

“And these?” She let the jacket fall to the floor. It hadn't registered earlier, but now it dawned on Chaeyoung all at once - the fact that Mina was showing her bare skin, her everything, presenting herself as she was. Not only that: she was deliberately pointing out her imperfections, and still she was perfect.

“These…” She slid her palms down her own waist, stopping at her hips near a few faint vertical lines on each side. “The dermatologist almost managed to erase them entirely by now, but these lines on my hips are stretch marks. I used to hate them. They showed up around the same time my ballet instructor said I was growing up wrong. I hated myself for it, but now I kinda like them. They’re proof I’ve grown.”

“You’re perfect, Mina.” Chaeyoung smiled through a second wave of tears.

“No I’m not. There's no such a thing as a perfect body, but yours, yours is perfect, because it's a part of you. It is you.”

Mina grabbed her hands again.

“Even if at face value you don't like the body you ended up with, it's yours, and it's been all this time. Your body's story is your story, Chaeyoung. I know you know this."

Chaeyoung looked at her with a face drenched in self-inflicted misery, but the budding start of a deeper, bigger and more heartfelt smile was evident on her mouth. Mina kept going, her voice remaining low despite the rising passion in it.

"Your tattoos, your gender and whatever you've done with it… It’s all you taking control of your body, you telling your own story through it. But even the parts that can’t be changed, the parts you can't control at all, they're still who you are. They're still part of your story. Let me be a part of it too."

Mina sat down again and grabbed Chaeyoung's head by the sides of her neck, caressing her softly behind the ears with her thumbs. 

"I love you. I love you, Chaeng-Chaeng. You're the most important person in my life, you're what makes me happiest in the whole world. Nothing's gonna change that."

Mina brought her closer and kissed her wet cheeks, her nose, her closed eyes. They were slow, tender kisses that made Chaeyoung shudder slightly. Mina cradled her girlfriend's head against her bare chest. Chaeyoung was warm, soft, her thin arms wrapped around her waist comforted her back. Their slow breathing soothed each other as the sky outside burned with an intense orange tint that dyed the entire room through the window.

Chaeyoung closed her eyes, grateful to live. Her fight or flight faded into bliss, as leftovers of adrenaline and dopamine in her bloodstream clinged onto a new stimulus. She hugged Mina harder, painfully aware of her bare skin, the soft warmth radiating from it laced with her aroma. It was enough to kick her heart into a frenzy once more. She was scared again, scared of what was inevitably coming. But something else held her fear back. 

Mina pulled her gently into the bed, laying down. A mass of dark, silky strands partially covered Chaeyoung's face, making her close her eyes and inhale the lavender-and-jasmine perfume with a deep sigh. With her eyes now closed, the first thing she felt was the weight shifting beside her, then a line of small kisses leaving a tingling trail on her jaw. She let herself sink.

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show me: university au! chaeyoung x fem! reader

request: may i request (twice)chaeyoung x reader university au! first kiss which turns into a make out session

after fourteen long weeks of class you were finally approaching finals week. much to your luck, this class didn’t require a final but rather a project. your professor paired your with another girl in your class randomly. the two of you were supposed to be married, and then create an entire life together through all of the things you’d learned throughout the semester. it was a pretty basic project but factor in the workload and the pretty girl you’d been crushing on for weeks— you were royally fucked.

“oh god i can’t do this, yeri help me!” you walked back and forth frantically as you begged your roommate for any support at all. she didn’t spare you a glance as she looked at her phone, “for starters you can stop pacing on my carpet. you’re wrinkling it all up. and second just go to the library and meet your wife. i don’t understand why you’re freaking out.” yeri peered up at you at the end of her sentence and you huffed, “but i like her!”

“oh god i can’t do this, yeri help me!” you walked back and forth frantically as you begged your roommate for any support at all. she didn’t spare you a glance as she looked at her phone, “for starters you can stop pacing on my carpet. you’re wrinkling it all up. and second just go to the library and meet your wife. i don’t understand why you’re freaking out.” yeri peered up at you at the end of her sentence and you huffed, “but i like her!”

yeri told you as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “well ask her on a date. you’ve already been meeting up everyday for three weeks.” your eyes widened and you refused, “i cant just ‘aSk hEr On A dATe’ what’s wrong with you?!” yeri rolled her eyes when you mocked her voice then shrugged, “well i don’t know what to tell you. i’ve been helpful.” a sigh of disappointment filled the room and your shoulder slumped, “must be nice not having to deal with this cause you’ve dated like three girls already…” your roommate corrected you, “only one. and i told you. not to mention saeron anymore. now go before you keep chaeyoung waiting any longer." you nodded in agreement then paused right as you met the doorway, "how did you-" yeri answered while looking at her phone, "somi told me. now GO!"

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for the entirety of the walk to the library you thought about turning around and pretending that you fell asleep. but as a student who knew what it was like to finish a project all on your own, you decided to not be THAT person.

chaeyoung was already sitting in a reserved study room when you arrived onto the 3rd floor of the library. she was busy doodling on one of her notebooks while wearing her headphones and playing music that you could hear upon opening the door. chaeyoung didn't look up when you entered, too engrossed in her own little world to notice you eyeing her from afar.

the creative spirit of hers is what caught your eye for the very first time. when you saw her wandering down the hallways the day before the semester began, trying to find her classes for the following day. from her outward appearance it was clear that she was an art student. maybe it was the way she dressed or the paints that dyed her fingers faint shades of powder blue and tangerine. she wore the strangest clothes that most wouldn't even spare a glance at in the store. all the more reason why chaeyoung somehow managed to pull off a denim dress, checkered cardigan, striped tie, and neon orange crocs.

you lightly tapped chaeyoung's shoulder and she jumped before pulling off her headphones. she laughed to herself then said, "sorry i didn't notice you walk in." her tone dropped a little and her laughter subsided when she added on a small, "hi my love." butterflies erupted in your stomach at the comment but you reminded yourself it was something she'd made habit a few weeks back. after being paired with you for the project, chaeyoung started referring to you with various nicknames one would use for their significant other. her reasoning was that it made the project of you two pretending to be married more fun. in reality all the fun for her was seeing how bashful you became from a simple nickname.

you pulled out a chair on the other side of the table and sat in front of her. as you pulled out your folders you asked curiously, "those are new covers on your headphones, yeah?" chaeyoung looked at the olive green and chocolate brown crocheted covers on her headphones. she grinned, "yeah my roommate made them for me. she's been trying to practice before selling stuff so i get free stuff." you beamed, "oh that's so cool- let me know when she starts selling stuff so i can buy something." chaeyoung hummed happily in agreement and leaned in closer to the table so she could see where you both left off with the project.

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hours passed and the two of you finished the last of the assignment after nearly a month of working together. over the course of the five hours, chaeyoung had moved to your side of the table and was now so close you could feel her breath on your skin. she smelled of nectarine blossom and honey, a combination that you grew addicted to within a week of knowing her. both of you sat in silence as she held onto your hand and slid her rings on and off of your fingers. her gaze lingered on you for a moment, making your skin burn with embarrassment. when she didn't look away you found the strength to look back at her and ask, "what?" chaeyoung casually answered with a soft smile, "mmm- i just think you're pretty, baby."

this time it was you who let out a laugh as you shook your head in refusal. chaeyoung furrowed her brow and asked, "what?" you pulled your hand from her grasp and pulled off each of her rings, then placed them into her palm. you told chaeyoung firmly, "the project is over, you can stop with the fake couple thing." she didn't reply for a second and momentarily you worried that your words were too harsh. but before you could panic and run away, chaeyoung told you seriously, "fine. can we start a real couple thing?"

out of pure disbelief and denial that the prettiest girl you've ever laid eyes on was interested in you in a more-than-platonic kind of way, you didn't respond immediately. chaeyoung scanned your face for any reaction then started, "i shouldn't have assumed that's what you wanted too. i'm so sorry i-" you cut her off by grabbing her hand, "no no no no no! i want that too, i do. i really really want that...i really like you chaeng." the latter wore a smug grin as she responded, "well if you insist..." you shoved her playfully and she started packing up her folders, "come on, it's still early. we can hang at my room for a bit."

a million thoughts ran through your head as you tried to wrap your head around the idea of being with chaeyoung in more than a friend/classmate way. heat bloomed in your face and you thanked the universe that you were wearing a mask to cover that because relentless teasing would've definitely ensued otherwise.

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chaeyoung opened the door to her apartment and you followed her inside after removing your shoes. judging by the lights being turned off and the silence in every room, it was clear that her roommate wasn't in for the evening. internally you wondered if she had planned for this entire thing: being flirty to you then confessing and inviting you over, knowing full and well nobody else was home. a pit formed in your stomach as you conjured up different ideas of how the evening would play out, from things you were ready to do to admitting that there were things that you weren't.

"hey, y/n!" chaeyoung shouted which drew your attention from your own racing thoughts. she led you to her bedroom and turned on the different remote controlled LEDs that were strung around her room. you slowly took in the images on the tapestries that hung on the walls and ceilings. artificial ferns and crocheted flower garlands were messily strewn around the window and around the bedframe where the LEDs weren't lit. her room smelled like honeysuckle and eucalyptus from the candles she routinely burned judging by the several open ones around the space.

she dropped her backpack on the floor and said, "you can sit on my bed if you want or i can clean off the chair over there." she pointed to a fluffy cream colored sherpa chair that was on the floor, but you assured, "bed is fine." your heart raced in your chest as she approached her bed and sat beside you. her shoulder brushed against yours and you jumped, scooting away from her quickly. chaeyoung didn't react to you verbally but you did notice that she was frowning slightly when you looked back at her.

you awkwardly looked around for something to start a conversation over when you noticed a book she had on her desk. pointing to it you asked, "oh my god wait that was my favorite book growing up!" chaeyoung followed your finger with her eyes then lit up, "oh yeah i was reading it to practice my English...i haven't finished it though because it was a little hard to read for me." you caught the way her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment and you told her, "my mom used to read it to me because it was too hard for me too." you eyed the book on her desk before asking with a smile, "may i?" chaeyoung nodded and you hopped off her bed to retrieve the book.

chaeyoung wrapped herself in one of the blankets on her bed, toying with the cotton tassels on the end as you got comfortable in front of her. she watched you in delight as you began reading from the pages where she left off,  "The three Penderwicks stared at Jeffery. Why hadn't they thought of that? A little color came back into Rosalind's face and she leapt to her feet..." memories of the plot unlocked in your head and a smile graced your features as it was evident you were enjoying this nostalgia. chaeyoung listened to you read through two chapters without comprehending most of it since she was too focused on staring at your face.

suddenly as you turned the page and took a breath to continue reading, chaeyoung reached her hand out and placed it over the book. you looked up at her in confusion and prepared to ask if you'd started reading too fast and she needed you to turn back. however she slowly pulled the book from your grasp and moved closer to you...much closer to you. alarm bells went off in your head and panic coursed through your veins the moment you noticed chaeyoung leaning forward towards you.

your eyes widened in complete realization and you blurted out, "wait- hold on!" chaeyoung listened to you and moved slightly further back on her bed to give you space. she didn't say anything but instead she waited patiently with a look of worry on her face until you found the words to explain what happened.

a small laugh drew from your chest as you laughed to yourself over the situation. you looked between chaeyoung and yourself then mused, "god this is so-” your voice tapered off at the end and you remained silent. finally chaeyoung asked nervously, “did i do something wrong? i’m so sorry if i made you uncomfortable i-” quickly you interjected and said, “no no no it’s not you. i just don’t know how to do this.” she looked at you with a raised brow and asked slowly, “you haven’t kissed anyone before?” there was something different in the way she asked compared to other people who you’ve met in the past. there was no judgement or disrespect in her tone, only genuine curiosity and wonder while she tried to make sure she understood what you were telling her. out of nervous habit you glanced to your lap then answered shyly, “yeah pretty much.” her hand reached for yours and she tugged on it lightly to get you to look back at her. chaeyoung asked you, “what do you want me to do?” when your gaze met hers you asked rather quietly, “can you show me how?” 

the smile that tugged on the corners of chaeyoung’s lips made warmth bloom in your chest that moved to your face when she once again moved closer to you. chaeyoung crawled over you and sat on your lap with one of her legs on each side of your own. the sound of your heart racing was all that you could hear and feel, and chaeyoung could tell. she brought her hand to your neck with her thumb lightly grazing the spot behind your ear. her tone was gentle as she asked you, “is this okay, y/n?” chills ran down your spine at the way she spoke your name and you answered, “yes.” chaeyoung’s thumb ran along your skin soothingly as she told you earnestly, “if you want to stop at any point, tell me.” you nodded in understanding then quickly started to ask a question but chaeyoung stopped you, answering, “just follow my lead.” once more you nodded and she leaned in closer. 

chaeyoung could nearly hear your racing thoughts of both excitement and nervousness as she inched closer to your lips. she brought a finger to your lips and whispered, “shhh” in an  attempt to get you to relax. but that all went out the window when her gaze suddenly changed leaving behind a look of want in her eyes. your eyes fluttered shut and you tried to remember all of the things yeri told you not to do when someone kisses you for the first time. 

your mind went blank when you felt a warm pair of lips against yours and the taste of strawberry chapstick linger on your skin. chaeyoung pulled away from you momentarily just for you to lean in this time and pull her back to you. she smiled against your lips which almost made you laugh until you felt one of her hands over yours. chaeyoung interlocked her fingers with yours as they pressed further into her plush blankets on her bed. all the while your hands bunched around the material of the oversized baby pink t shirt she wore. her lips moved against yours gently and her tongue gently swiped over your bottom lip. as she told you before, you followed her lead slowly and melted beneath her gentle touches along your arms and torso. 

chaeyoung pulled away first for air and moved to your neck, placing soft kisses that burned against your skin. your hand slipped behind her head and tangled in her jet black shoulder length hair, tugging lightly when she nipped at your skin. a soft moan fell past your lips without warning and your eyes widened in realization when she pulled away and looked at you. the look of horror on your face made her laugh and she placed one more peck against your swollen lips, “do i have that effect on you already?” you leaned forward and rested your head on her shoulder as you also laughed, “don’t tease me over it!” chaeyoung brought her hand to your head and murmured quietly, “ah it’s okay…i think it’s cute.” 

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[alcoholfreenayeon]

Hey can we please have chaeyoung girlfriend hcs pt 5 it's me again :D

Chaeyoung Wife HCs

A/N: hi and sorry anon, no more Chaeyoung gf HCs 🙂‍↕️🌚 hope you like it regardless 🤭how have you been, it’s been a while!

SFW HCs

The wedding took place about 7 months after that vacation. It was a bit of a stressful period for both of you with all the planning and preparation. Nevertheless the wedding went smoothly without any problems.

For some reason now that you were married to her, you found yourself being shy to call her wife or wifey even though you had no problem calling her that when you both weren’t married.

The day after the wedding Chaeyoung just kept giggling, especially in the morning. She said she couldn’t believe yesterday was real and now that she sees it is she feels too giddy to even think straight.

You both learnt to cook a bit better after spending some time cooking together. Now both of you are able to make some of each other’s favorite meals.

You both have been debating about whether the two of you should get a cat or a dog.

Chaeyoung has been getting up before you recently, cuddling you awake to give you energy according to her. You don’t mind, it’s probably the best way to wake up anyway.

A few days ago you were looking through your gallery, remembering some of your previous moments with her.

Like that time when you joined her in one her tours and had one of the best days of your life. Exploring the city, trying new food and just having a good time with your love.

Or when you both competed to see who could do silly TikTok challenges better. There were a lot of videos of just that and your heart warmed up as you realized how many memories you had already created with her and how much you were looking forward to creating more.

By now you can read Chaeyoung’s face so well you can tell when she’s secretly or absent mindedly telling you something, she has an expression for when she says I love you and always smile helplessly when you see.

NSFW HCs

She did live up to her promise of giving you that massage though it left you more sore and tired than relaxed.

The first time you both slept together after your marriage you both felt a bit shy for some reason.

There was an added layer of passion between you both recently.

Chaeyoung recently tried gently choking you while she was on top and you both really liked it.

You then tried the same while being on top and the result was the same so now you both are quite turned on by light choking.

You had also tried handcuffing her and that was also quickly turning out to be one of the favorites of both of you.

Shower sex between you both has become quite frequent.

There’s also long and loving cuddling sessions now after sex which both of you look forward to as much as the sex.

During the tour she brought you along, poor Tzuyu was a victim of occasionally hearing your and Chaeyoung’s activities.

Chaeyoung has been thinking of some unique roleplay scenarios she wants to do with you.

[twice-inamillion]

Character List (Twice)

IM Nayeon

In a girlfriend / boyfriend relationship with OC.

Had a crush on OC during trainee days of 3mix (nayeon, Jeongyeon, jihyo)

Overprotective of her members.

Wants to have a nice and meaningful relationship with OC.

Wondered what it would of been if OC might of fallen for Nayeon and not Jihyo.

Likes kids, wants them too.

Had sex for the first time at her parent’s house.

Now understands why the rest of the members enjoy having sex with him.

Yoo Jeongyeon

Loves her members like family and is the confidant of the group.

Overprotective of the members.

Had negative feelings towards OC when they first met.

Still virgin

Doesn’t know what makes the other members fall for OC.

Does like that OC is a good father to the kids.

Has tasted OC’s cum.

Has walked in on members having sex with OC

Had watched Momo getting fucked on video call

Getting corrupted little by little

Has pictures of OC’s cock

Hirai Momo

Loves to eat and enjoys eating OC’s food.

Constantly asks OC to make food for her.

Is very proud of her body and dancing.

Is scared of Jihyo’s mom mode.

Likes to joke around with chaeyoung.

Airhead some times around others but can get serious when alone.

Likes to show off her body around the house.

Tried to breastfeed Jisoo once as a joke.

Got her virginity take away by OC in the shower

Enjoys rough sex

Has had sex with OC while on video with Jeongyeon

Minatozaki Sana

The only extrovert from the group.

Enjoys to flirt and tease with the members.

Really likes kids, wants kids of her own.

Likes how OC is a good father.

Took her own virginity with OC’s cock

Enjoys having sex.

Is the mysterious woman in the series.

Willing to blackmail OC to get pregnant.

Very emotional when it comes to getting pregnant.

Emotional attachment to Ari, acts like mother figure.

Impregnation kink and deepthroating.

Got her parents approved to be bred

Was pregnant with OC’s child but had a miscarriage.

Park Jihyo

OC’s main girl and wife

Met OC during her trainee days.

Had a crush on OC and got into a relationship with OC sometime after that.

Jihyo and OC gave their virginity to each other.

Loves all her members and all the kids.

Thinks of twice as her family and willing to put their needs first sometimes.

Willing to share OC if they members develop feels for him.

Dominant during sex but can also be sub.

Got pregnant and had baby girl (Jisoo).

Had anal only once.

Breastfeeding kink.

Has been having non stop sex since proposed to.

More sexually active

Myoui Mina

The most introvert member from the group.

OC’s third fiancé

Had a double personality (Mina/Sharon)

Sharon personality would come out during sex.

First time was with OC.

Got pregnant with triples.

Had complications during pregnancy and lost one but had two twin girls.

Twin girls (Ari and Hina)

Had a meltdown that caused her to go back to japan for months.

Reunited with twins after months apart

Trying to focus her attention to the twins.

Starting to feel comfortable having sex with OC after Sharon incident.

May want to have more sex

Kim Dahyun

OC’s second fiancé 

Enjoys being with the members.

Got very curious about sex after Jihyo and Mina got pregnant.

Had first time with OC in front of members.

Teased OC multiple times and ended up pregnant.

Parents disowned her (dad) when they found out of her pregnancy.

Doesn’t like talking about parents anymore, touchy subject.

Can get easily jealous.

Enjoys having pregnancy sex.

Likes to spend time with Daeun

Focused more on Daeun than having fun with OC

Likes to cuddle.

Son Chaeyoung

Enjoys teasing and joking around with the members.

Sexual attracted to OC.

Virginity taken by OC.

Enjoys having fun and sex.

Only partner has been with OC.

Become OC’s cocksleeve and became hooked on OC.

Likes when OC fucks her rough and degrades her.

Does not want to get pregnant at the moment.

On birth control since she wanted to have raw sex.

Likes the feeling of cum inside of her.

Kinks: Anal, bondage, humiliation, and size kink

In trouble with Jihyo because she told Somi about babies

Is able to have sex after being on punishment by Jihyo.

Chou Tzuyu

Most innocent and curious member from the group.

Enjoys spending time with members and OC.

Sees OC as “oppa.”

No sexual penetrative experience.

Chaeyoung and Sana tell her about sexual activities with OC.

Got curious after hearing it from Chaeyoung.

Wants to learn about sex.

Asks OC to be her teacher and teach her about sex.

Looks forward to her lessons

Wants to have her virginity taken by OC

Willing to explore.

Looking forward to next comeback

OC - Y/n

Currently manger and producer of twice

Produced the song “Fancy”

Father of Jisoo, Ari, Hina and Daeun

In love with Jihyo (wife), mina, and dahyun.

Overprotective of his kids

Sexual relationship with Momo, Sana and Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung is his cock sleeve

Like to have rough sex with chaeyoung when stressed

Dominant with most girls during sex, likes raw sex

Enjoys spending time with family

Enjoys cooking and good at it.

Has a hobby of photography, camping, cooking

Enjoys to drive whenever there is free time.

Breastfeeding, anal, belly bulging kink

Likes a nice butt

Starting to have a deflowering kink

Has messed around with Somi once

Wants to corrupt Jeongyeon

Minor Characters

Samatha - Owner of Bathhouse

Friend of OC from college

Has a girlfriend

Masan - Childhood Friend of Sana

Owner of the lingerie store

Somi- friends with Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung likes messing around with Somi

Chaeyoung told her about twins

Afraid of Jihyo

Became unofficial babysitter of the babies

Gave head to OC

Minji- real estate for OC

[ghostykapi]

are we on tonight? [are you mine tonight?]

son chaeyoung & fem!reader // simp

"hey hotshot, come here often?"

son chaeyoung, how on earth will you describe her?

for starters, you can say that she's annoying.

ever since you met her, your life has been turned into ways you don't know how to even pinpoint. always by your side, always ready to distract you from important work, always ready to cause chaos and ultimately always ready to give you a headache

"chaeyoung what did you do this time?"

she's giggling, reapplying the lipstick on her lips "stained your white top to have my kiss marks as an experiment"

"SON CHAEYOUNG"

despite being the most annoying clingy person you ever met, others are shocked to find out that you are not together yet

"unnie?" tzuyu's curious tone cuts you out from your preparation of your makeup kit

"yes tzu?" you turn around, only to find not only her, but the rest of the group, minus the little tiger who's trying to find a vending machine, looking at you also in curiosity

"are you sure you aren't dating chaeyoung?" she asks innocently, but you swear you see her sport that tiny little smirk

"what! no" you huff, ears turning red out of embarrassment as everyone gives out noises of disbelief "don't be absurd tzutzu, she's too small to be my type"

"i heard that!" you hear a roar from the hallway "you're not that taller than me!"

despite that though, it doesn't stop your heart from beating out of your chest every time you have to fix her makeup, it doesn't stop your eyes staying on her lips for a bit too long than necessary, it doesn't stop her from grazing her thumb over your lips when it's her turn, it doesn't stop the want in both of your eyes when you make eye contact with her

so how will you describe chaeyoung? annoying? cute? hot? small?

you don't know, maybe that's why it always comes to you as a surprise that she can be a romantic and protective to you despite the lack of talking about the tension or the feelings you both have

"that’s a horrible pickup line. back off" chaeyoung slips her arm around your waist, effectively making the male idol immediately take a step back, shocked to see a senior up close

"chaeyoung-sunbaenim!" he immediately bows, despite him being taller he looks like he would shrink at the glare she's sending his way "i-i'm sorry i didn't know-"

she doesn't even let him finish as she tugs you away, towards the exit of that christmas party and into the parking lot

"chaeyoung" you try to snap her out of it, but her firm grip is what kept you both moving towards the van "c-chaeyoung the driver is still upstairs we-"

she also doesn't let you finish what you want to say before kissing you, her hands tugging on your clothes to get you closer to her heart

even if you are perplexed by her behavior, you don't deny what a part of you had always wanted. you kiss her back, letting her push your body up against the van's door and your hands combing and gripping her hair

“chaeng” another weak attempt to get her to snap out of it, and another reaction of her simply kissing you, now on your neck “c-chae oh god baby”

for a brief moment she pauses, eyes looking up at you with a little bit more clarity. surely she must have already drank some liquor for her to act this way, but you barely saw her take a sip. the only thing she’d be wanting to drink in is your moans and you.

“again” her hair is out of place and lipstick smuggled against yours. the sight brings you to need more “say it again”

“baby” a kiss

“my baby” another kiss

“fuck you’re my baby right?” a needy kiss

“mmmmm so cute, my cute baby” an embarrassed but still needy kiss

every time you say it, it drives chaeyoung crazy, it doesn’t stop her from kissing you even when you get tired and the kisses turn into kisses on any exposed part of your skin. she doesn’t stop even if the rest of twice and the driver finally show up to a lipstick stained makeup artist and their tiger with a grin

“damn” jihyo wants to scold her, she really does, but she’s no better with lipstick stains on her neck and sana with a even wider grin with smudged makeup by her side “all right, let’s go home now. chaeyoung behave”

“i behave!” she protests, shaking your arm to get you to defend her “tell them y/n/n”

“you don’t baby” you give her another kiss to shut her up, effectively making her go quiet and lovestruck

“ok i’ll do my best to behave”

“ha simp”

“shut up unnie!!”

[earlysunshines]

light

son chaeyoung x fem!reader ; fluff

summary: your best friend never fails to make you feel better, seems like she's more than just a best "friend" now.

wc: 1k

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ : light by wave to earth

a/n: for @needyforchaeyoung since they're always so sweet in my asks, comments, and reblogs :-]

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“bad day?” chaeyoung questions. seems like it was from the way your shoulders dropped down, and the evident frown on your face.

without responding, you invite yourself into your best friends room, laying down on the ground. chaeyoung feels bad but she can’t help but snicker, she walks over to sit down next to you.

chaeyoung runs a hand through your hair and smiles at you.

“you wanna talk about it?” and it seems like you don't from the way you sit there silently for a moment. chaeyoung's gaze softens on you.

“can you play something for me?” you mumble softly. your best friend hums and reaches over for the navy-blue guitar next to her nightstand, the one you had gotten her when you were first years.

you remember the smile on chaeyoung's face that day, how she hugged you and kissed your cheek–it's what made you realize that you might like girls–and that you might've had a crush on chaeyoung.

after a year that "might've" turned into a "definitely."

chaeyoung slithers her hand up the guitar and starts to turn at the knobs that tune it, strumming an open chord before tweaking the pegs again. you sit up and lean against chaeyoung's shoulder, watching her pluck at the strings, then play a tune she knows you adore.

it's a slow, small tune, something from a song she had introduced to you. your best friend's music taste was something that was so unique, you even made fun of her for some of the tracks that would play on shuffle. you reminisce a bit.

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"what the hell is playing?" you asked, a laugh slipping from your lips as the strangest melody that seemed like a fever dream put into instrumentals had filled the room. chaeyoung just pushed you, and you fell onto the bed dramatically as you laughed.

"what do you mean what the hell is playing? it's nice!" chaeyoung says, you watch as her face turns pink. she rolls her eyes and lays down on the bed next to you, and you two turn at the same time to make eye contact, laughing immediately.

your eyes drill into chaeyoungs with a warm fond feeling, chaeyoung is almost flustered, but the music really ruins how soft the moment is. her hand reaches for her pocket and she blindly double taps something that changes the song playing on her speaker, it's slower and warmer–you like it.

the soft instrumentals light up the room, and it's such a mesmerizing sound, and the lyrics made your heart skip a beat.

you, always wanted to see the moonlight,

and i, i just wanted to see your smile.

the voice of the vocalist was so soft and light, his tone was lovely.

"chaeng," you ask, and your best friend looks at you with a new feeling in her eyes, pupils dilated a bit. it takes a moment for her to respond as she gazes at you, but you don't even notice.

"what is it?"

"this song is good, i like it."

"yeah." chaeyoung manages to mutter, i think i'm starting to like you too, she thinks.

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the two of you seem to reminisce at the same time about the same memory, though you can't read each others minds.

you relax into the crook of her neck a bit more, and chaeyoung's heart starts to race a bit. she looks over at how you stare at her short, bony fingers as they pluck and strum the comforting tune; you seem so content, it makes chaeyoung smile.

"my dad is being annoying again." you say suddenly. "we had an argument."

"oh," chaeyoung responds, "i'm sorry to hear." she adds, not saying anything more because she can tell that she doesn't have too just from the tone of your voice.

"i feel better now that i'm with you, chaeng."

chaeyoung's stomach does a somersault.

"that's good," she says, her voice so quiet that if it hadn't been so silent no one could've heard her.

it's silent for a moment–well, other than the low hum from her guitar–but it's comforting and you're so content. there's no place you'd rather be right now or ever other than by chaeyoung.

"thank you," you start, "for being here."

"i'm just a house away." she murmurs, "you're always welcome."

"god chaeyoung, i love you so much–you don't even know."

it takes you and chaeyoung by surprise by how genuine it sounds. chaeyoung turns to face you and you're already staring at her, her grip on the guitar loosens from how dangerously close you are.

the way you look into her eyes has her feeling weak. your eyes are so desperate, it's like they're begging for chaeyoung to do something about the stupid space in between your lips. your eyes are so alluring, they're like a hook with some worm on it and chaeyoung is the fish that's about to get reeled in. her eyes are stuck on yours, and she wants to dart them away from your face because she's terrified of what her heart wants her to do.

seems like her heart took over for a bit, seems like her brain gave up in that moment.

your lips come into contact and the only thing you can think about is how soft chaeyoung's lips feel on yours. her lips and yours fit like puzzle pieces; fireworks seem to go off when you kiss back, shoulders relaxing.

the kiss is so quick, but so long at the same time. the moment seems to have lasted for ever and when you two pull away your faces are so red it immediately kills all the tension and nervousness that had been present seconds ago.

you two laugh, hearts racing and cheeks burning.

"can we do that again?" chaeyoung asks quietly, pushing her guitar away.

"please." you breathe out, then you immediately pull her closer, arms around her neck. it feels like every problem that had been present was solved just from the feeling of her lips on yours.

"i've been wanting to do that for a while," chaeyoung says in between kisses, and she's smiling so hard she doesn't know how she's able to kiss you back.

"me too." you giggle against her lips, "i feel much better."