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[241018] Yujin IG update: 🎶🎸🎧 [Unknown Untitled Unmastered]

Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/DBQ4YyLvPjd/

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KLAP naver blog ☆ behind the scenes of yujin filming unknown, untitled, unmastered

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Masterlist!

Some notes before going in

Absolute-fucking-ly no minors. No spawn-camping even. There will be no smut for anyone born after 2005, and the women from 2006 and later will appear just as supporting characters only.

No non-con, both on the reader and on the women. Dub-con may appear from time to time since I enjoy being on the receiving end of it.

No AO3 warnings. No scat. No vomit. No BBC. No BWC. No gangbang on a woman. No ugly-fat-bastard bullshit. No men-in-their-forties nonsense. No physically violent torture. No gore. No death.

No edited photos. No AI nudes. No AI undresses. No AI prose generation (I use it for ideas and beta-reading sometimes). No plagiarism.

No yandere and incest. You can find plenty in the community already, and it's not my thing, really.

That's all. If you're ready, hop in!

Christmas!

aespa

Giselle - [AER-698] My Boss(?) Loves My Ass So Much She Puts Her Tongue on It, Then She Fucks Me in the Ass Like I’m Her Cockslut and Make Me Cum!

Karina - Not Shy

Karina - J’adore (Sequel-ish to Not Shy)

Karina ft. Jo Yuri - Lotus Eater

Ningning - Excel

Reticence

BABYMONSTER

Pharita - illicit affairs

fromis_9

Seoyeon - Arrangement

ITZY

Chaeryeong - Sunset

Ryujin - After-class Activities

Yeji - After-class Activities: Part II

Yuna - Clandestine

Yuna - Clandestine (Deluxe Expanded Edition)

Yuna - Sticky

Yuna - Party Police (Sequel to Sticky)

IVE

Gaeul - Noona from the Bar

Gaeul - Untitled Drabble

Gaeul & Wonyoung - Pegging & Penetration

Wonyoung - mirrorball

Yujin - Shame

Yujin - Safe (Sequel to Shame)

Kep1er

Dayeon - A Quick Guide to Handling an Academic Rivalry

KISS OF LIFE

Haneul - Bahama

LE SSERAFIM

Sakura - Midnight Blues (Ask)

Sakura - Wrecked

Sakura - Wrecked (Deluxe Expanded Edition): Bonus Track - Sakura

Yunjin - Wrecked (Deluxe Expanded Edition): Bonus Track - Yunjin

NJZ

Minji - Law and Technology

Minji ft. NMIXX's Haewon - Mistake (Angst)

Minji - Rockland (Angst)

NMIXX

Haewon - Cherry

Haewon ft. NewJeans' Minji - Mistake

Haewon & Lily - Pegging & Penetration: Part II

Lily - Prudence

PURPLE KISS

Dosie - I Love You, I’m Sorry (Angst)

Goeun - Sprint

Red Velvet

Wendy - Pros of Pursuing Photography as Your Career

STAYC

Isa - Untitled Drabble

J - Si, C'est Moi: Rythme

Sumin - Si, C'est Moi: Énergie

Yoon - Si, C'est Moi: Délire

tripleS

Dahyun - Casual

Dahyun - Casual: Part II

Nakyoung - this is 金孥炅, my deskmate when i was at 臺北市立建國高級中學 she would spit on my lunch everyday and calls me a good boy

Xinyu - Dress

TWICE

Dahyun - In What Terms? (Ask)

Weeekly

Jihan - Salt (Ask)

Jihan - Spicy (Ask)

Others/Soloists

Chuu - Breached Boundaries

Gracie Abrams - Let It Happen

Im Yeojin - Untitled Drabble (Ask)

Jo Yuri ft. aespa's Karina - Lotus Eater

Kang Hyewon - Bound

Kim Minju - Salacious

[omegamannn]

The Omega Library 5/10

IVE(2/2) Yujin(2/2) -Get'cha head in the game feat. Haewon -Body party -Want -Inspection day feat. Eunbi & Chaewon -One of the boys -Insatiable -Morning Mating -Fantasize -Attractive Neighbor -A fearless dive feat. Chaewon -Iff -Pool Party -Nothing more, nothing less -Untitled g!p -Untitled g!p stepmom Rei -"I am" a bitch -Where our blue is -Two selfies and a GIF Wonyoung -Overindulgent -Face Fucking -Flawless -High Rise -Mafia's Daughter -Cheat day -Overindulgent -The games we play: A tale of lust -Maknae on top feat. Eunbi -The rabbit -Reputation, or whatever that is -Baby Daddy -Smut dump 1 -Scatterbrain Gaeul -Seven(M) -Viewing Pleasure -Pink sheets of the gangbang queen Liz -Perfection, we find IZ*ONE Minju -Anytime, Anywhere -Frat Boy -Diplomacy -One weird day -Mrs. Kim -Needy. Greedy. Breedy -Home -SULLied MINd feat. Sullyoon Hyewon -Honey, This Car Isn't Big Enough for the Two Of Us -Roomates pt. 1 -Roomates pt. 2 feat. Eunbi -Fallen Angel -Competition Jo Yuri -Friends that can keep a secret -Juicy Juicy -Friday -Enjoy Chaeyeon -Acquamarine Nako -Camera Shy

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zerobaseone masterlist

it’s our road movie!

(currently i only write for maknae line !!)

(f) - fluff (a) - angst (c) - comfort (h) - humor

shen ricky …

nothing yet!!

kim gyuvin …

nothing yet!!

park gunwook …

nothing yet!!

han yujin …

oneshots:

formal date at taco bell (ruined)! (f)(h) 1k wc

you and your boyfriend, yujin, have a formal dinner at taco bell. but.. it kinda goes wrong!

drabbles:

untitled (f) 471 words

gn!reader and yujin say i love you to each other for the first time!!

raincoat (f) 0.5k

rainy days could be an inconvenience for some. days that those don’t enjoy. but for you, they’re your favorite days, and that’s all because of your sweet boyfriend, yujin.

smau:

silly texts with bf yujin !! (f)(h)

gn!reader x idol!han yujin, just silliness

little things you do with bf yujin! (f)

headcanons + smau just cute stuff with yujin as always

[violetgreeneao3]

(DRAFT) — Better Than Revenge

As requested on Tellonym, here is the enemies-to-lovers fic from my drafts for those who are interested!

Warning it is unbetaed and unedited this fic is as raw as they come, hence it being posted on here and not AO3…. I apologize in advance for the errors, also for the subpar formatting

STRAIGHT FROM THE DRAFTS I PRESENT — “Better Than Revenge” (not inspired by the ts song /s)

~23k words

TAGS: (light)enemies-to-lovers, high school setting, slow-ish burn, banter, crushes, accidental feelings, SOME fluff, eventual kiss, confessions, rich!wonyoung, mechanic(?)!Yujin(😭), Not Proofread!

Synopsis:

Wonyoung, resident Queen Bee of Fairview High School, had her entire world shattered to pieces when she caught her picture-perfect boyfriend snogging someone else under the bleachers.

Of course she couldn’t let this get out. How embarrassing would it be if everyone knew? She’d be humiliated.

So she did the next best thing, which was obviously enlisting the help of his very worst enemy to get revenge on him.

The caveat? Wonyoung happened to hate her almost as much as he did, if not impossibly more.

(Unfortunately Yujin hated her right back.)

READ CHAPTER 1

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 - The enemy of my enemy

Chapter 2 - Untitled

Chapter 3 - Die Hard

Chapter 4 - Lines in the Sand

Chapter 5 - Also Untitled...

Chapter 6 - Homecoming

Chapter 7 - All's bad that ends bad

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Winter Wonderland Bingo Masterpost

Links to the fics under the cut.

I'll update this post as I write more fics.

Being watched by the killer: From the shadows (Cahara & D'arce & Girl) Wrestling on the bed Organizing their things: Touch starved (Barok/Kazuma) HareHare Ya || flower: Quiet agony (Ryunosuke/Kazuma) Bound to a voodoo doll (ALT2) Cahara & hurt/comfort: Unexpected kindness (Cahara & Ragnvaldr) Falling down a cliff: If you fall, you better take me with you (Astarion/Gale - WIP) The circus is in town: Impenetrable shield (Astarion/Gale - WIP) End of a career: Conditional love (Seishirou & Kazuma, Seishirou & Yujin) Baroaso & first love confessions: His name (Barok/Kazuma - WIP) Cuddling near the fireplace: [Untitled WIP] (Herlock/Kazuma - WIP) Eyes filled with tears: A future mourned (Astarion/Gale) Not where they left it: The shadow (Herlock/Barok/Kazuma) "You came." "You called.": From the shadows (Cahara & D'arce & Girl) Pressing foreheads together: Peaceful night (Astarion/Gale) Human/monster relationship: Like wine (Gale/Astarion) Stuck together in an enclosed space: Unexpected kindness (Cahara & Ragnvaldr) "Icarus is flying too close to the sun.": A better us (Astarion/Gale - WIP) Continuously running into the other: Care (Herlock/Barok/Kazuma) Feeling tears of the other while kissing: Quiet agony (Ryunosuke/Kazuma) Missing from the picture: Group picture (Astarion/Gale & Group - WIP) Getting a bad feel from something: A future mourned (Astarion/Gale) Walking around with linked arms: Festive spirit (Herlock/Barok/Kazuma) Until I Found You || Stephen Sanchez: Touch starved (Barok/Kazuma) Astarion peppering Gale with kisses: Enjoyable things (Astarion/Gale) ALTS: "This world is not made for you - run boy run! They're trying to catch you" Picking flowers together: Language of flowers (Herlock/Kazuma) Love Story || Indila: Happier ending (Cahara/Celeste & Girl - WIP) Playing with [insert's] hair: Enjoyable things (Astarion/Gale) It's sometimes better to let go than to hold on: Touch starved (Barok/Kazuma)

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[241022] Yujin - KLAP Naver update: 'Unknown Untitled Unmastered' Filming Behind

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KLAP naver blog ☆ behind the scenes of yujin filming unknown, untitled, unmastered

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3 and 12 for ao3 wrapped!

[ao3 wrapped]

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

I think I'm most proud of Pilgrimage (Horizon Forbidden West). It was the most deliberate about story structure I've been for a while and I planned it out pretty carefully—plotting an in-world journey between the journal entries left by Fashav, and joining up their contents both with flashbacks to significant moments of Kotallo and Fashav's relationship, and the journey of grief and acceptance Kotallo makes in the present day. Due to the linear nature of journeying from place A to place B, the actual journal contents were then delivered out of order, which meant I got to play around with a non-linear kind of storytelling in the flashbacks, ending at the beginning and closing out the epilogue with a final, long-awaited glimpse into the moment their relationship was at its best, before misunderstandings and circumstances drove them apart again. I also had a couple of people who commented along as I posted up chapters, which was extremely encouraging, and I loved the community of it all.

I'm also very proud of my Yuletide assignment, which I shan't admit to yet because we're not at reveals, but suffice to say my recip is very pleased and I've been gleefully rolling around in their happy comment all morning. It's always nice to know you've delivered what someone wanted. :D

12. How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year?

I have a third entry in the A Safe Pair of Hands series to finish, and I have In The Footsteps Of Our Fathers still on the go (Jingrui is back in town! He and Yujin are Talking Stuff Out! Hopefully I'll get a new chapter out before February????) And then I have a collection of fic outline docs, some of which have been sitting around for a while, that I have every intention of sitting down to write at some point, though it may or may not be this year:

And Their Blood Will Run Like Wine - The Mechanisms. Gunpowder Tim as Achilleus in the Ulysses Dies At Dawn pre-canon, the cyclic tragedy of his existence as told via riffing off The Iliad.

Forget-Me-Not - Doctor Who. Donna Noble secretly works in a subdivision of UNIT heavily inspired by the Antimemetics Division SCP fic, and is the only one who can help when something turns up and starts eating memories of the thing she knows she can't remember. I'm crossing my fingers that nothing vital gets jossed by the latest special, but otherwise this one needs me to do another pass or two at detailing all the plot beats before actually sitting down and writing due to how complicated it gets.

Untitled Witcher Geralt/Olgierd casefic. I started writing this about three years ago and I'd still like to finish it but lol

Original fic?? I have two or three ideas that I've planned out but haven't written yet. There's a bit more of an on-ramp required for ofic, making sure to do all the story/character establishing you can kind of skip over for fanfic. And the lack of a pre-built audience makes motivation a little trickier. But if I can give myself enough momentum I'd still really like to write them.

What's actually going to happen, of course, is that I'm going to watch/play/read new things and get inspired and write stuff for them instead of anything in particular I have planned, but I have learned to just follow where my inspiration takes me. It's a hobby! I should do whatever I'm having fun with at the moment!

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The Omega Library 6/10

Kep1er Multiple Members -A start to the show -Girls love girls [and boys] -A Keplian Rocket -Completeness Xiaoting -Day-Off -Fuck practice, fuck me instead -Neon Orange Slip Yujin -A star illuminates brightly (and then, it collapsed) -The cute and caring noona form apartment 424 Chaehyun -Deadly! -A train to busan -Instinctive Insight Yeseo -15 minutes -Completeness feat. Mashiro Bahiyyih -Galileo -Bad Manager Dayeon -Fancam -Hard And Fast, Just The Way They Like It Chaehyun -Punish the daughter

Kiss Of Life Multiple members -Boulevard of broken dreams pt. 1 -Fully Body Relaxation Natty -She Said 'No Touching' And Then She Saw Your Cock And Got Horny -Under the red hood -Accidental Reveal -After shoot pleasure -Reciprocal Feelings Julie -Releasing tension Le Sserafim Multiple Members -What you're missing pt. 1 -Panacea -Your turn -Can't save you now -Untitled noncon Yunjin -Service Suit: Le Sserafim - Rogue One -Love you twice -FEAR---- -Karaoke Nights -Karaoke Nights pt.2 -Ride of a lifetime -Sin, Hormones, and the Starlet’s Boyfriend feat. Somi -Into you -Tight Pants pt. 1 -In all the ways that matter -Mistakes were made, but not you -Comfy 18+ -Untitled Chaewon -Impurity pt. 1 -Impurity pt. 2 -First day -Get it like boom boom boom -Whisper of uncontrollable desire -We got married -Mi'Chelle -After-party -Hard -Petty? Pretty -I got all I need -Grant your wish -Our dirty little secret -Vanity -Someone like you -Untitled -One of the boys - Lil Bro -Night-time Play Kazuha -Starboy Ep. 3 Earned It -Lies. -Speak Up -More than a bath feat. Nako -Baby fever Sakura -The Gamer and the Pornstar -Return -Roommates -FFF2+4 -Who do you belong -Cherry Blossom Blooming -Festival Prep -First date -No Return

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BTR Chapter 5 - Also Untitled…

Wonyoung hadn’t missed a day of school since she got the flu in elementary school, and even then she had to be forced to go home by her teacher. That was, of course, until the day Yujin Ahn sunk a knife into her back.

She clearly didn’t know she said something offense by the dead-in-headlights look she gave with pudding smeared all over her face, but Wonyoung didn’t care. She walked away all the same, unable to bring herself to care about the people who stared at her as she did.

So she wasn’t at school the next day. Rather, she was rolling around in her bed. It wasn’t like her parents would know because they were at work, so she planned on spending the entire day there wallowing in her own self pity.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was so dumb for thinking that Yujin was actually nice to spend time with, even if for a moment. Eating lunch with her had been peaceful and short, the time passing easily as they switched between scheming, comfortable silence, and sometimes even a regular conversation.

And Yujin hadn’t even texted her any sort of apology, either. Clearly she didn’t care that what she said cut deep—deeper than Wonyoung wanted it to.

She hated thinking about how she pretended. She knew she didn’t but only because it was necessary. Her parents would absolutely loathe her if she became some sort of outcast while carrying their name, so the natural thing to do was elevate herself as much as possible by any means necessary. If that meant medicine sex with Sunghoon, so be it.

What she couldn’t tolerate was Yujin throwing those words around like it was some kind of game for her. Like it was something she did because she wanted to. Like she wouldn’t much rather argue with Yujin for hours than have him touch her ever again. Looking back, she wasn’t sure how she tolerated it in the first place. Especially knowing it meant nothing to him.

A knock at the door interrupted her little pity party. Her hair was unkempt. Her pyjamas clinged to her in some places. Her stomach growled because it was late into the afternoon and she hadn’t had a bite to eat yet. Thinking it was Yuri at the door, she descended the steps anyway.

A second knock gave her pause. Yuri didn’t knock twice… ever. She checked the peephole and groaned, trying not to care that Yujin had her arms full of things.

“Shouldn’t you be at school?”

“Shouldn’t you?” she quipped, then thought better of it. “Sorry—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean what I said the other day. Can you open the door?”

“No.”

“Wonyoung, I’m sorry,” she said with much more sincerity. Wonyoung took a peep and saw a slight pout on her face. “I was just trying to mess around. I didn’t really know what happened between you guys. And I guess I still don't, but can we talk about it? I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Wonyoung didn’t really want to think about what this was all about. Yujin shouldn’t have cared about her enough to skip school to apologize and bring her lunch and chocolate. Though Wonyoung supposed she also wasn’t supposed to care about what Yujin thought. Yujin was the one person whose opinion Wonyoung didn’t care about. She didn’t know why this one matter was different.

She fought with the lock on the door and swung it open with a huff.

“As long as this doesn’t make us friends,” she said, disappearing into the couch to collapse onto the couch. “And take your shoes off.”

“Uh—Yeah. Of course.”

..

One of the first things she asked Yujin was how she knew what her favourite chocolates were and what her favorite restaurant was. Yujin said she’d mentioned it before but Wonyoung asked how she knew everything exactly. Her order and her favourite flavour box of French chocolates.

“I talked to Yuri,” Yujin mumbled.

“You what?”

“I told Yuri I hurt your feelings and asked her what—”

“Just shut up. Why did you involve her in things? She’ll never leave me alone about it now.”

“Why is it a big deal?”

Wonyoung gave her a leveling look. It was like Yujin forgot the reason she was here in the first place was because Wonyoung was upset at her. Yujin seemed to recall that. She apologized again before sighing longly.

“So now that I’ve spent all my money on you, will you tell me what Sunghoon did? Did he say what I said? Is that why?”

“No.” She popped a strawberry truffle in her mouth and made Yujin wait until she finished it. “He cheated on me.”

“He—” Yujin was cut off by her own shock, her eyes doing the same saucer thing they did when she was really taken aback. She sounded a little breathless. “Why would he do that?”

“Because he’s awful.”

“Yeah, clearly, but I didn’t realize he was stupid too.” The way Yujin said it made Wonyoung’s heart slip for a second. Like it was such an obvious thing. It felt nice, having someone aside from Yuri defend her like that. “Do you know who it was?”

“I saw.”

“Oh. Damn. Don’t you want revenge on them, too.”

“Not really,” Wonyoung sort of trailed off. “I just feel bad for him.”

“Sunghoon?”

“No, obviously not Sunghoon.”

“Then who do you feel bad for?”

“Sunoo,” she supplied, opening the carbonara Yujin brought for her. It was still warm to the touch. “That’s who I caught him kissing.”

Yujin looked even more surprised, if that was possible, because she choked on thin air and her eyes were on the verge of bulging out of her head.

”Yeah, so there’s more than one reason I couldn’t tell the truth, but the most important one was that it was just really embarrassing.” She twisted the plastic fork around in the noodles to get a good bite. “I’m just the idiot who let him get away with that stuff under my nose. How bad of a girlfriend was I not to notice? That’s what they’d think.”

”I don’t think anyone would blame you.”

”Well you don’t know most people, then.”

”Why do you care about it?” Yujin asked very carefully, dropping from the couch to the floor, scooting closer to where Wonyoung’s feet touched the floor. It was a nice gesture, allowing Wonyoung the easier task of lowering her gaze. “If those people would think bad of you so easily, did they even matter in the first place?”

Wonyoung scoffed, not wanting to think about this for the millionth time. What Yujin didn’t understand was that not caring was easier said than done. It wasn’t a switch you could actually flip, however easy it was to pretend.

“Easy for you to say. You don’t have anyone but your soccer minions.”

”They're not minions,” Yujin said with a smile, watching Wonyoung take the first bite of her food. “They’re my friends and I don’t need any more. You’re too insatiable.”

Wonyoung eyed her while she swallowed, licking the corner of her lip afterward. The look in Yujin’s eyes was strange. It was as if she was looking a little deeper than usual, peering through a window Wonyoung didn’t notice was cracked open.

”Don’t you like that?” she threw back at Yujin, stealing Yujin’s slight smile. “Isn’t that why you agreed to this?”

”No…” She broke their eye contact for probably the third time ever. “I just thought it would be fun.”

”And is it?” She took a small enough bite that it only took a few seconds to swallow. “Am I fun?”

”You’re… definitely something,” Yujin said from her spot on the rug, hugging her knees to the chest and leaning back on the cushion beside Wonyoung. The following silence was comfortable until Yujin seamlessly asked what was next for them and they resumed their usual schemeding like nothing ever happened.

Except something did happen and it hung over them, silent but deadly. It was hidden in the distance between them. One that was smaller than usual but still there, if barely, waiting for just the right moment to snap.

..

It was Wonyoung who insisted they do more, but it was also Wonyoung who found herself getting nervous about it. She blamed Yujin in her head and under her breath, mumbling to her about how sweaty her hand was or how terrible she was holding it. It got to an uncomfortable point, Yujin’s clammy hands in the awkward way she interlaced their fingers.

”You’re really helpless,” she snapped after school one day, both of them piling into Yujin’s newest vehicle. She had owned three different cars in the short period Wonyoung had known her, since it was sort of a routine for her to drive whatever hadn’t been sold at her father’s shop. This one was a Volkswagen. The windows didn’t even roll up.

”I’m trying my best, ok? Sorry if I’m not up to your standard.”

”That’s the understatement of the year.” She was distracted by her seatbelt, the buckle was really tricky, so she didn’t notice anyone approaching until she heard their voice.

”I see you two are at each other’s throats, as always,” Yuri said, dropping an envelope straight into Wonyoung’s lap. She nodded at Yujin. “Nice car.”

”Thanks. Might be the last one.”

”What is that supposed to mean?” Wonyoung said with her usual impatience toward Yujin, ripping open the envelope to verify its contents. Perfect. Two tickets with their names printed in the middle.

”It means I’m finally gonna get my—”

”Ah, perfect. Here.” She tossed the tickets into Yujin’s lap now, watching in great amusement as Yujin’s eyes widened.

“What? No way. I don’t do dances.”

”You do now.”

“No, I don’t. Homecoming is the worst one, too. All of this for football? The worst sport ever created?”

“Well it doesn’t matter what you think because you’re going. You’re dating me and I always do dances.”

Yujin groaned and slouched against the steering wheel, her next complaint drowned out by the sound of Yuri’s chuckle.

“Well I’ll leave you to your lover’s quarrel.” She gave Wonyoung’s hand a squeeze and walked away to where Yena waited, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Wonyoung reached over the console and took Yujin's hand, holding it with a sigh. The gesture was becoming a little too familiar, but she wasn’t exactly in any state to argue. She just leaned back against the headrest and closed her eyes, waiting patiently for Yujin to drive her back home.

..

Wonyoung first showed up to Yujin’s work to discuss what they would be wearing.

”Can’t this wait?” Yujin asked, and Wonyoung laughed at her ignorance.

”There’s nowhere else we can discuss it. If we do it at school everyone will know we had it planned. You have to ask me before we start talking about it. How do you plan on doing it?”

”I don't know, Wonyoung, I need a second here,” she said, tinkering with the insides of the motorcycle. She seemed like she wasn’t listening, yet she gestured toward the stool for Wonyoung to sit in, so she did, and she spent a few minutes spinning back and forth waiting for Yujin to be done. It was taking too long.

”How long will this take?” she asked, kicking Yujin’s thigh with the tip of her shoe. “Hello?”

”You’re impossible.” Yujin set down her wrench and wiped down what she was doing with a cloth, some sort of oil transfer. She poured more onto the sides of the bike and the dull metal became shinier. “It’ll take a while. I’m just doing the outside now so it looks nice. What do you think?”

”I think whoever would ride that thing is certifiably insane. Now how do you feel about pink?”

”Insane?” Yujin grinned. “You’ll be riding it soon.”

“What?” She couldn’t stop the bit of fear that made her voice squeak. “No I won’t.”

”Well its my bike.”

”Then sell it and get a real car? One with four doors and working windows, preferably.”

” Sorry Princess, you can’t bully me out of this one.” Yujin crouched and shined a lower piece of metal, strategically facing away from Wonyoung’s piercing gaze. “But pink sounds fine. I can get a pink tie.”

”Yujin, I'm not going to homecoming on a motorcycle. What about my hair? My dress? No way. You’ll rent us a real car.”

“Nope,” she said, popping the P. “I haven’t even asked you to go yet.”

”It’s non-negotiable.”

”Isn’t everything with you?”

“Yujin,” she groaned, standing from the stool to snatch the cloth out of Yujin’s hand. She threw it to the side carelessly, not bothering to watch it hit the floor. “This is important to me. We have to go and it has to be perfect. This is when he’ll confront me.”

“And why would he do that?”

”Because I’ll be irresistible, obviously.”

“So what are you normally?” Yujin still wore her most infuriating smirk, and even where she kneeled on the ground felt like somewhere far above. “Because I really think if he wanted you he would walk up to you no matter what you’re wearing.”

”You just don’t understand him like I do. I’m the one who dated him, just trust me. The second I leave the gym he’ll come after me,” she argued, her hands on her hips. “All you have to do is make him jealous.”

”And what then?” She couldn’t miss the bob in Yujin’s throat as the older woman stood. At her full height with her boots on, Yujin was taller than Wonyoung in her flats, but Wonyoung knew by now the reality was that they were the same height. Why was it, then, that it never felt that way? Especially not when Yujin looked at her like that. “Are you gonna get back with him?”

“I already said I wasn’t. Why are you so hung up on that?” Her eyes drifted back to the motorcycle, which looked better only in the spots Yujin made shine. “I just wanna make him regret what he did by showing I’m better.”

“You don’t need to show that, Wonyoung. You just are.”

Yujin moved to wash her hands in the nearby sink and Wonyoung couldn’t help but follow, her heads neatly behind her back as she dried not to brush against anything that would stain the lazy hem of her sundress.

“Careful, Jinnie,” she teased, because she’d heard Yujin’s father call her that a lot—pretty much exclusively. “It almost sounds like you’re complimenting me.”

Yujin dried her hands and raised a brow. Everything about it felt so dangerous, from the look in her eye to the smile they shared.

“And what if I am?”

Wonyoung crossed her arms and took a step away, putting some distance between them that would expand right after she said, “Then you should probably ask me to homecoming.”

..

Wonyoung did not need to fake how happy she was when she was approached by a Yujin wielding flowers and a sign, nor did she need to pretend she was so excited she pretty much jumped into her arms. Though those were secrets she would take to the grave.

She had to admit, despite the success of her plan, there were many things about it that unsettled her.

They would have been walking between classes (because Wonyoung insisted Yujin walk her), and she would have been telling Yujin about some rumour she heard, and they would have passed Sunghoon without her noticing. It happened many times., where she would be with Yujin and completely forget Sunghoon existed. Perhaps it happened more frequently than it didn’t.

It was also that as homecoming loomed on the horizon, Yujin grew better and better at things that Wonyoung criticised for her. First the hand-holding, then being late to lunch, then not giving her enough gifts at school. After enough encouragement in the form of arguing, Yujin got the hang of what Wonyoung liked and Wonyoung wasn’t sure whether to enjoy it or hate it. Based purely on the principle of it being Yujin, she decided on the latter.

“I’m honestly really surprised,” Yena said one day, because spending time with Yujin unfortunately meant spending time with the rest of her band of thieves. Yena’s gaze shot to where Yujin held Wonyoung’s hand, a few of them walking from the field to the main part of campus before the morning bell rang. “You guys are actually kinda… cute together.”

Both of them opened their mouths to say something, looking at each other like they wanted to protest but also knew better. It should’ve been more awkward than it was. It should’ve felt at least a little bit wrong. And it certainly shouldn’t have been a statement that made a sensation akin to pride bubble in Wonyoung’s chest.

“Thanks,” Yujin said before Wonyoung could get her bearings, and that was that.

..

Sometimes Yujin would be very tired.

It reminded Wonyoung that Yujin didn’t have such a simple life, which almost made her feel guilty for being just another burden on the older girl’s shoulders. Then she remembered it didn’t have to be that way. This was, after all, an arrangement intended to be mutually beneficial. (And she pointedly ignored the voice that questioned why she cared about Yujin’s burdens in the first place, when she used to do everything in her power to poise herself as one.)

After their first embrace when they announced they would be attending Homecoming together, Wonyoung made hugs a regular part of their routine. She tried to tell herself it was just for show, but sometimes she would do it when Sunghoon or his closest friends weren’t anywhere nearby. Sometimes she would just do it when she could tell Yujin was having a rough day.

“What are you…” Yujin trailed off one of the first times she did this, but then she simply sighed and hooked her chin over Wonyoung’s shoulder, submitting to the gesture just as easily as submitted to the rest of her whims (Even if she insisted that submission wasn’t the right word).

It felt much better than it should’ve. Yujin may have been terrible at everything romantic but hugs were certainly not a weak point. The way her arms either looped around the small part of her back or came up to hold the higher part was nothing short of warm and cozy.

Sometimes Wonyoung didn’t even know what she was doing. Like one time Yujin had a late practice and Wonyoung found herself watching from the bleachers as the sun fell in the sky, grateful that Yujin did not question it by the time she was done. Instead, they went for ice cream and laughed about how Yujin fell on her face in an attempt to score a goal.

It was all so… confusing. But it wasn’t supposed to be, and Wonyoung wasn’t sure when it started being that way.

It was like she was driving and the windshield fogged and she was supposed to arrive at her destination anyway. But she didn’t know where she was going anymore, and wasn’t sure why Yujin was in the passenger seat. She just had this really bad feeling that if that were the case she would end up driving them straight off a cliff.

There was something so easy about digging a hole for yourself, falling into it, and not realizing you were suffocating until the moment before the lights went out. Like hitting the brakes too late, making no attempt to defrost that window until she crashed into the ravine she installed by the roadside.

Though, admittedly, Wonyoung always had a penchant for theatrics. A proclivity for the dramatic. Hence the whole fake-dating-her-ex’s-enemy thing in the first place.

She’d long learned to ignore the voice of better judgement in the back of her mind because it was shaky wrong, and thus it did not usually twirls the result she was looking for. Because, here again, she knew if she listened to the voice telling her to just stop the thing with Yujin, she wouldn’t succeed. Sunghoon would just laugh behind her back or maybe even in her face for attempting to have something with Yujin.

But what was the goal here? Sunghoon would follow her at homecoming, sure, where she would be wearing a beautiful baby pink dress that stopped at her mid thigh that matched Yujin’s tie—They went and had it altered together, where Yujin almost fell asleep—but what exactly did Wonyoung want to say? What could she tell him that she didn’t think he already knew? What could she say to Sunghoon that would serve as the verbal equivalent of removing the knife from her back and pushing it straight into his?

Very late at night, after half an hour of silence with Yujin soft snoring on the other end of the line, it came to her. Just like that… so simply… so easily… She knew what to say.

She’d rather not consider why the thought entered her mind at all.

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[241004] Yujin [[UUU] Unknown Untitled Unmastered] [Fanart]

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[241018] Yujin, Byungchan & Xion (ONEUS) - See U There [Unknown Untitled Unmastered OST]

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