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moonhoures · 5 months
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🕷️ kinktober — day 21: oral 🕸️
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pairing: rosé (blackpink) + reader (g/n)
genre: non-idol!au, smut, fluff
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, oral (f receiving), face sitting, reader calls rosé ‘pretty’ & ‘baby’
word count: ~900
synopsis: you finally convince your gf to try facesitting
posted: october 21, 2023
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“Are you going to sit on my face or not?”
Your girlfriend giggled, busying herself by picking up the TV remote and her phone and placing them on the nightstand. Meanwhile, her knees were pressed into the bed on either side of your waist. When she turned her attention back to you, you put on a pout that made her roll her eyes.
“I am, I’m just nervous. I’ve never done this before,” she said, though she knew you already knew that.
“I know, that’s why I’m so eager to be your first,” you tried to ease her worries by running your fingertips over the smooth expanse of her thighs. Her legs were completely bare, and she was covered in only her panties and a crop top. It took so much convincing on your part to get Chaeyoung to this point, so you didn’t want to ask too much of her. But you really wished you had gotten her completely naked before now, “Just come up here and sit, pretty.”
Chae sighed, apprehension evident in her expression and her movements. But she climbed up anyways, extra cautious of your body so that she didn’t knee you by accident. Then she arrived at her destination, her clothed core hovering near your chin. She was uneasy, you could tell, but if only she knew how much you loved your view.
The way her cute, sparkling eyes looked to you for guidance and validation, it sent you reeling. “Like this?” she asked.
“A little lower,” you urged, noting the large gap between your face and her cunt. She hesitantly lowered her hips, barely an inch more, “Little lower.”
“This doesn’t feel too comfortable, how is this enjoyable for you?” she asked curiously, looking down at you over her tummy.
“It’s because you’re not low enough, and trust me, this will be much more enjoyable for me once i get your pussy on my tongue.”
“Baby,” she groaned in embarrassment, but she couldn’t deny the effect your words had on her.
“Sit,” you told her once more, and finally, she listened.
She carefully put her weight on you, and you didn’t waste any time in reaching up over her thighs. Your fingers moved the gusset of her panties to the side, and you noticed the fabric was already damp. You decided to dive right in, pressing kisses over her heated skin.
Chae’s breath became heavier as she felt your lips on her thighs and the tender flesh of her pulsing cunt. She was admittedly nervous, but also excited—after all, she did love the way you ate her out. You knew all the right ways to tease her, building up that flame inside of her. You knew how (and where) to leave lingering kisses that had her yearning for more. You knew when to finally give those licks that had her moaning out softly.
Moments later you were smirking to yourself as her hips began rocking on their own. It was subtle, but you caught the swaying easily from your position. Your hands secured themselves on her thighs, holding her close to your face so she couldn’t move away. You delved even further between her warm folds with your tongue, prodding and licks and sucking on her wet skin. Mewls and whimpers of ‘don’t stop’ and ‘oh my Gods’ tumbled from her lips without a care.
“You taste so good, Rosie,” you hummed into her thigh, both of you highly aware of the arousal that coated your lips, cheeks, and chin. You returned to the task at hand, going back to eating her out with vigor. Your tongue lapped at her, collecting her sweet juices, willing her to cum. You focused the tip of your tongue on her clit, circling the sensitive button, eliciting wanton moans from your girlfriend as she slowly thrusted her pussy over your mouth.
One of your hands snaked up her torso before slipping under the bottom of her crop top. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and you couldn’t be more thankful to be met with the soft, pliant feeling of her tit in your hand.
“I’m almost there, ________,” she panted, head thrown back from the climax building up higher and higher within her.
“Ride my tongue, baby. Make a mess, all over my face,” you drove her to release, sticking out your tongue as much as you could to allow her the control she needed. She grasped some of your hair in her hand gently, keeping you in place as she moved her slick cunt up and down your tongue, using you for her own satisfaction.
“Yes, right there! Just like that!” her movements began to stutter as she came, letting out the loudest, most lewd sounds you had heard her make recently. And you were just there for the ride, relishing in the taste of her on your lips as you cleaned them with your tongue.
Your hands massaged Chaeyoung’s thighs, calming her down from her orgasm. She dismounted from you, not wanting to sit on you any longer than she needed to. But as she laid down beside you, you could hear her heavy breathing. A laugh rumbled from you, and you two looked at each other.
“What?” she asked between breaths.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“Better than I could’ve ever imagined actually.”
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halcyonwrld · 1 month
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— A LATE BREAKFAST
PAIRING. Jennie Kim x Reader
With a big test coming up, you and your girlfriend make a bet to see who can stay awake the longest during your study date. Ultimately, you win. This is a brief glimpse of the cozy morning afternoon that follows. (1.3K)
TAGS. college!au, just some good ol’ domestic fluff, a suggestive mention or two, playful mention of suffocating 💀
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Waking up feels like transitioning out of a daze and headfirst into a living daydream. Everything feels warm and hazy. Sunlight pours in slats through the blinds. Distantly, you register the sound of the humming air conditioner, and the soft lull of music from the apartment above you.
Being inside of these four walls brings you a feeling you can only describe as pure comfort. The kind that makes you wish you could stay in bed forever.
You yawn as you come to, sluggishly scanning your apartment.
The TV is on, paused on Netflix’s home screen.
With a groan, you stretch, careful of Kuma at the foot of the bed. The joints in your legs crack with a satisfying pop of pressure. That satisfaction is shortlived; you can’t help but grimace as you notice your arm is trapped.
Jennie snores softly against your shoulder, blissfully unaware of your predicament at the moment. Your girlfriend is practically on her stomach with the way she’s curled into you, black hair mussed wildly about on her forehead, arms contorted in such an awkward way you wonder how she’s sleeping so peacefully.
She’s lucky she’s cute.
You try to pull your arm, but no give. And an annoying blunt something is digging into your waist.
Turning fully onto your side, you blindly fumble with your hand underneath the sheets. You realize it’s your phone as soon as you get ahold of it.
Turning it on— your eyes widen: it’s nearly 2 in the afternoon! You can’t believe you’ve actually slept the entire morning away. Again.
It takes you mumbling her name at least three times before Jennie begins to rouse from her sleep. (Though, you think it's your weak movements attempting to free your arm that truly wakes her.)
She squints at the light, immediately screwing her eyes shut. Then, she loops an arm around your waist and nuzzles into your chest. “Five more minutes…” she murmurs, the ghost of her lips tickling your sternum.
“Jen…” you warn.
Like a child, she whines an indignant noise, burrowing further into your warmth.
You roll your eyes before you press a patient kiss to the top of her head. Your stomach grumbles; of course she smells like blueberries, of course.
“You… you know that you fell asleep first, right?” you murmur through a yawn, teasing despite the sleepy haze that still has a grip on you both.
"Mmm, no I didn't,” she rasps, lying straight through her teeth, “you fell asleep before me, but-"
"But nothing- unless… you have proof that I don’t?”
She goes quiet at that.
Too quiet.
"Babe… you're gonna fall asleep in five more minutes, and-” You huff, yanking your arm from underneath her. Tingles shoot down to your cold fingertips as the blood begins to flow back into your veins. “I need to piss."
Jennie groans. "Just hold it."
You scoff, pushing her away by the forehead. "How about I suffocate you instead?"
"Ugh… fine.”
Jennie rolls onto her back, allowing you to move. She cocoons herself in the sheets to the neck after you stand. Watches you with puffy, low eyes as you round the bed.
“Delete the photos… I know you have so many terrible pictures.”
You scoop up a random shirt from the floor, sending her a lovesick smile when your head pops out of the top. “Babe, please… you’re the most photogenic person I know.”
“Blegh,” she complains, face scrunched as she tugs your pillow over her head, “Too cheesy.”
You giggle as you make your way to the bathroom.
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"Jagiya…"
You hum at the term of endearment, glancing at your girl as you tug on a random pair of grey sweatpants, foamy toothbrush stuck to your jaw.
Jennie looks far more awake. In the time you’ve spent in the bathroom, she’s propped a pillow underneath her head, and found her phone. The sheets have slipped just below her collarbones, revealing the straps of her lace bra.
She places her phone on her stomach when you look at her, giving you her full attention. That soft stare of hers doesn't fail to give you butterflies.
"Thought you only needed the bathroom?" she asks.
You shrug. "Well, now I'm hungry."
She smirks. "No need to leave, I'm right here."
You roll your eyes and head back to the bathroom to finish up, ignoring her call of complaint.
"Since we missed breakfast, m’gonna make some. Want something specific?" you call before you turn on the shower for her, knowing she preferred to first thing in the morning.
You step out to hear her clearly, leaning your weight against the doorframe. She’s staring at herself in the ceiling mirror, rubbing an eye.
"Toast please,” she mumbles sweetly.
You hum, then collect all of your textbooks and loose papers from last night and shove them into your bag.
"What is-"
You look over.
Jennie is sitting up now, blankets bunched around her hips and a familiar paper in her hands. She smooths out a yellow sticky note, and you wince to yourself as she squints to read it, already knowing what it is.
She holds it up for you to see, eyebrows raised. "Really?"
You can barely make it out from where you’re standing, but you don't need to. You remember lazily scribbling the words ‘LOSER’ on it last night. Along with the click of your camera taking an incredible amount of pictures after sticking it to her forehead… how your drowsy laughter flooded the room as she didn't budge not once, too comfortable in your presence to once rouse from her sleep.
And yeah, maybe one of those pictures is your wallpaper right now, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her.
"Oh, where did that come from?” you drawl, scratching your head and glaring at the slip of paper as if you didn’t recognize it. “Weird.”
“Yeah… so weird.”
You glance around, trying to ignore the feeling of her knowing gaze burning holes into your face. Kuma scratches insistently at the door, whining. "Oh, Kuma needs to pee. Gotta go!" you rush, happy to have an out.
You swing open the door and let the canine rush out ahead of you, phone in hand as you escape Jennie’s grumbles to herself.
"Y/n!"
You pause mid-step down the hall, a suspicious squint to nothing in particular. Your girlfriend actually sounds upset. Kuma continues on without either of you, nails clicking against the floors as he jogs around the corner, not a care in the world as he races to the kitchen.
You shove your phone into your back pocket as you walk back to the room. You peek inside, blinking innocently as possible. "What?"
Steam wafts from the bathroom. Jennie is on the edge of the bed in nothing but a bra and some sweats, tying up her hair into a ponytail. The simple image of all of her beauty in a haze of golden light, is a sight that makes you swallow, hard.
She turns toward you, mischievous eyes brightening when she sees you've come back for her.
"Kiss please?" she begs in a voice you know all too well. She reaches out, expectant. Pleading with an expression that makes you a little weak in the knees.
Definitely a trap.
You’ll give her a 9/10 for effort, but you know any tricks she has up her sleeve will only prolong your day even further. Typically, you wouldn’t mind, but you’re nowhere near ready for an interrogation about the pictures you took last night, and you know she’s wondering.
You match her scheming smile, pretending to her request over. "Hm…. you can get all of the kisses you want, after you get up and brush your teeth.”
Just to be annoying, you blow one to her before you leave.
Jennie groans dramatically as you shut the door behind you.
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jensettermandu · 3 months
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looking for you in sunsets - rosé
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genre; angst, some fluff
pairing; rosé x g!p reader
content warning; mature and sensitive topics that might not be suitable for everyone dealing with mental health issues. prioritize your health.
description; she is always there for you. you're always there for her. you two are always there for each other no matter how far away you two are and nothing would ever change that.
words; 22k+
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You sighed, toning out all the noise in the classroom with your eyes landing on the table right beside yours, the seat by the window. They always landed there, but it was empty and it made you wonder where your best friend Chaeyoung could be right now since she wasn't where she was supposed to be.
You tapped your shoes against the ground under your feet, waiting for Chaeyoung at the bus stop where you two always met since she lived just slightly outside the city. Ignoring the older woman that glanced your way, probably annoyed with how restless you were, but you didn't like waiting or standing still for too long. Humming quietly to yourself with the sun shining extra brightly today, hitting your back and warming you up. The sound of a vehicle approaching made you look up to see Chaeyoung's bus coming your way, slowing down the closer it got to the bus stop.
The green bus came to a stop at last, the doors opening and you smiled always thinking that those buses looked funny for some reason especially when your friend would jump the little gap between the ground and the bus. She did just that, her blonde hair bouncing with her before falling gently down her shoulders, shimmering in the sun together with her brown eyes that landed on you. You smiled big and watched her smile back, her eyes squinting and you always loved seeing her eye smile because it was truly one of a kind.
You basically skipped from your spot before walking to Chaeyoung who was approaching you. No matter what, it was always like a reunion with you two even if you had seen each other just a day before. "Finally." You breathed out and hugged her around her shoulders as she wrapped her arms around your waist since she was slightly shorter. "Stop acting like you waited hours...Plus, I told you exactly at what time my bus would be here." Chaeyoung said and made you squirm away from her when she poked your sides. You rolled your eyes and looked at your wristwatch. "Well, your bus was two minutes late." You pointed out, and she shoved you before grabbing your wrist, making you walk with her before letting go once you were walking beside her.
"Two minutes Y/n, nothing I can do about the bus being late." You looked at her as she spoke, Chaeyoung looking up from the ground in front of you two and looking at you, still with a smile on her face. She was always smiling and her smile was always so contagious that you could never be in a bad mood around her. You grabbed her hand and changed direction. "Let's eat, I managed to starve while waiting." This made her groan and let you drag her as she followed with heavy steps. "I am poor at the moment, Y/n." Chaeyoung complained and you waved her off, walking towards the small place where you two would eat as it was close to the bus stop. Sitting there and eating or just had something to drink usually while waiting for her bus when she had to go home or just eat like now.
"It's fine. I got my pay just a few days ago so it's on me." You explained since it never mattered. Sometimes you would pay, sometimes she would and no one counted the pennies cause they didn't matter in the end did they? They didn't, the time you two spent together was more luxurious and precious than the money you two would spend. "Do I get a milkshake?" Chaeyoung questioned and you hummed, getting closer to the small diner. "You get anything you want while I am rich." You confirmed and let go of her hand when you reached the door, opening it for her and letting her walk in first before stepping inside right after. The smell of fries and the oil they fried in immediately attacked your nose and you greeted the guy at the counter.
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You two sat in the booth you two would always sit at, in the furthest corner at the place by the window. Always sitting in the same spot and you two had been doing it ever since you started coming to this place which was a good six years ago. That was when your parents started allowing you two to go out alone. You and Chaeyoung had known each other for 13 years now, meeting in kindergarten at five and since then you two had always stuck together, nothing separating you two- being 18 now.
"I doubt that these fries are made of potatoes." You chuckled at what she said, watching her eat the fry she inspected just a second ago. "That's what makes them good...I've heard that they used to coat Mc fries in beef fat to get that famous flavour, not sure if they still do it." She hummed and reached for a nugget in the box you two were sharing, ordering the share box for two people, just like always knowing that it was just enough to feed you both without any leftovers. "Not knowing what's in these makes them so much better...But chicken nuggets are so relatable, they are the most relatable food out there." You stopped yourself at that and looked at her with your head tilted.
"Am I going to get to listen to slam poetry about nuggets now?" You questioned with a smile, taking a nugget and eating it to stop yourself from laughing. "Do you want to? I came up with something good." Your best friend seriously said and you nodded, Chaeyoung took another nugget and held it so you could see it too. You watched as she thought it through for a bit before looking at you.
"We are all like chicken nuggets, a nugget is not real chicken, it's fake, but yet it's so delicious but also harmful and so are we. What's behind the crust is not what we want people to think, it's not chicken, but a bunch of goop containing God knows what, that's why we don't want anyone to find out what really is in that goop we are made of. Because what if people stop thinking that we are delicious if they find out that it's not chicken, that it's all fake?...That's all." You both looked at each other, trying to stay serious but laughed in the end. "But, it makes sense, doesn't it?" Chaeyoung asked through her laughter, reaching for her milkshake to try and calm down a bit, feeling her cheeks hurt from all the smiling.
You hummed, nodding your head at what she said because it did make sense although the fact that she was using a nugget for it made it ridiculous. "It actually does...You should write a poetry book, it would earn you big nuggets." You said and laughed at your own joke, stopping when you saw that Chaeyoung wasn't laughing at it. "You know because, gold nugget and you would earn big nuggets, basically a lot of money." You tried but she only glanced at you weirdly, making you flick a fry her way. "Hey!" She exclaimed and brushed the fry off her, throwing it at the napkin beside her.
"It was funny- but whatever, I will let you pretend that it wasn't...Oh! Jennie told me that you guys have a cheer contest in what was it like two months and that it will be quite big." Chaeyoung looked up from her food at that and looked confused for a second before it hit her. Almost forgetting about the contest she and the rest of the cheer team were competing in. "Yeah, it will be quite big since it's the annual cheer contest in the region Y/n." She let out with slight sarcasm since they had it every year and you made it sound like this would be the first time. You grumbled at that, it wasn't your fault that you didn't keep track of every contest and event that was going to happen. "Whatever, I saw the confusion, you forgot yourself. But I will be there and cheer for both you and Jennie, well, basically the whole team since it's a team sport. You guys won last year and are bound to win this year too." You excitedly said as you had always been cheering for them ever since Chaeyoung joined the team.
"Who's name are you going to write on your sign?" Chaeyoung asked with a teasing tone, but you rolled your eyes. "Yours and Jennie's, like I have been doing for the past three years." You stated the obvious since she always asked the same thing whenever there was some type of cheer contest. You always had hers and your girlfriend's name on that banner that was almost always your size, wanting everyone to know who the two best women in your life were. You loved both just as much, but it was just a different kind of affection. You were sure that you could have more than one soulmate and that not all soulmates were meant to be lovers although one was your lover and the other was your best friend.
"Are you going to need two people to hold it this time too? I feel like last year was a bit overboard, you got told to put it down since you were blocking the view together with Jisoo for everyone." Chaeyoung said and chuckled as you looked down, the moment was still slightly embarrassing although Chaeyoung and Jennie found it very sweet. You decided to try your luck and together with Jisoo made a giant sign with both Jennie's and Chaeyoungs names that needed you both to hold it up only to get told to put it down since the people behind you couldn't see a thing. "It's the thought that counts, but I think we might go smaller this year." You said, giving her a smile as you looked up. "Although, we are still going to cheer just as loud." You reassured her since you would still be screaming for the two even if the sign was smaller.
"Of course, you will." She said and sighed, grabbing more fries and you shrugged. There was no way that you wouldn't. "You guys cheer when we have games." You reminded her, the basketball team wasn't only known for how good you guys played but also for how supportive everyone was together with the cheer team that always made the whole crowd erupt into even louder cheers. "That's what the cheer team is for, isn't it?" You gave her a sceptic look. "Maybe, but you guys do it the best when we play, unlike the rest of the school teams...I think that's cause I am on the basketball team." You said, getting slightly cocky with it, but it was the truth. You had both your girlfriend and best friend cheering for you so obviously, the basketball team would have them cheer the best although they were always great.
"I think you as a captain tell them to perform better just for me." You continued and groaned once Chaeyoung kicked your shin. Sending her a glare as you reached under the table and rubbed your shin to ease the pain. "Keep on telling yourself that. As a captain, I tell them to give their best every time, Y/n." She corrected, and you waved her off although Chaeyoung was really a great cheer captain. "You're just too shy to admit that I am right." This time she threw a fry at you and you laughed. "Ok fine, maybe I make them perform the slightest bit better." She admitted not being able to lie to you.
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You walked through the mall with Chaeyoung by your side, just wandering around the city like usual when you two were together. The nuggets were at the pit of your stomachs as you both were full. "Look, there's literally no line to the photo booth. Let's go." Chaeyoung exclaimed when her eyes landed on the photo booth you two skipped on last time since there was a line to it- last time the mall was pretty busy with people. "Last one there-." You didn't even get to finish what you were going to say when she raced right by you, already running to the booth. Without a second thought, you quickly took off after her, putting your long legs to good use and catching up to her. You were right on her heels, but it was too late as she landed inside the booth first.
"Oh fuck." You both groaned at the same time when you flew in right after her, forgetting to stop, colliding with Chaeyoung who collided with the wall, the whole booth rumbling with the both of you inside it. "I think I broke my knee." The girl whined and slumped down on the small stool inside the booth, holding onto her knee. "Can you even break a knee?" You questioned and chuckled at the whole situation as you stood leaning against the wall, catching your breath with your hands on your knees. "I'm not sure, but I fucked up something in my knee because of you." You lifted your head, looking up at Chaeyoung who was levelled with you, meeting each other's eyes.
"You sure? Let me see." You said and removed her hands from it, flicking her knee, making Chaeyoung smack your hands away. You laughed and she pushed you away from her. "It will be fine or do you want me to kiss it and blow on it?" Chaeyoung tsk'd and flipped you off. "You can kiss the tip of my finger." She snapped and you leaned forward with your lips puckered to kiss her finger, only to get your face pushed away with Chaeyoung giggling. "Stop being annoying and let's take those photos." You grinned at what she said and turned away from her to insert your card, wanting to take those photos with Chaeyoung to add to your and her collection with all the polaroid and other photos you had together.
You finished and shuffled over to Chaeyoung, standing behind her as she pressed the button. Posing with your arm around her shoulder, big smiles on your faces as the first photo got taken, changing pose for the next. You threw a peace sign, Chaeyoung winking with a pout with your cheeks squished together. It was as if you two were using telekinesis by knowing exactly what to do next, the both of you making faces for the third photo with giggles. "Goddammit Park Chaeyoung!" You exclaimed in pain when she bit your finger right when the last picture snapped. "That's for the knee." She huffed as you retreated your arm from around her, looking at the bite mark left on your index finger. "You rat." You said after seeing the teeth mark on your finger, the girl not caring as she got up from the stool and left the booth to take the pictures.
You flailed your hand as you followed her out of the booth, seeing her already holding the photo strip that had the four pictures on it. Looking as her smile grew as she looked over it carefully. You walked over to her and stood behind her, looking over her shoulder to see the photos too. "You're such a rat, just look at you." You laughed and pointed at the photo where she bit your finger, your face holding pure pain and her only holding pure satisfaction by getting back at you. "Want me to bite you again?" She threatened and your hands quickly went behind your back to avoid getting bitten again. Pursing your lips as she turned around to face you, shoving the photo strip into your chest. "You keep this one." She said with a smile and you took it.
"No, you can have this one...I think I took the last one we took together." You said about to hand it back to her, but she stopped you. "No, keep this one so you can remember not to mess with me." You chuckled at that and nodded, taking out your wallet and placing it inside it. "Just don't ruin it." She was quick to say when she saw you placing it inside the wallet. Chaeyoung frowned and took the wallet and strip from you, deciding that it would be better if she did it knowing how careless you could be, you did just run into her. "See, you need to be more careful...Some things are fragile, Y/n." Chaeyoung scolded and you just watched her before getting your wallet handed back to you. "I will keep that in mind." You said and put the wallet back into your pocket.
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You grabbed Chaeyoung's favourite crisps from the shelf as you two were at the grocery store to get some snacks to then find some spot to chill at. Walking over to the fridge with sodas after. "Do you want ice tea as usual?" You questioned as you opened the fridge, Chaeyoung behind you hummed and helped you by holding the fridge. "Do you remember the ice tea toddy?" She asked and you chuckled at that, taking two iced teas, and handing one to Chaeyoung. "How could I forget...Jisoo still won't touch iced tea." You said and she laughed, nodding, it was an inside joke between your guy's friend group that had been going on for a year now. "It does work as a great mixer, but it's too good." You said and the blonde agreed.
Both of you remembered how Jisoo found out how good of a mixer ice tea was for vodka, to the point where she lost track of how much she had to drink and everything just reversed and she threw it all up. The girl still couldn't touch iced tea- the event had traumatized her so much. Just the smell made her gag. "Do you remember the little raft?" You asked, suddenly a lot of memories just came back and the girl bumped into you as she walked beside you, making you wrap your arm around her shoulders. "How could I forget? Jennie gave you the biggest scolding of the century." She teased and squirmed slightly when you pinched her cheek with the hand that was around her shoulders.
"I shouldn't have gotten scolded, it was Jungkook's fault I fell in the water in the first place." You said, you still were set on it being the boy's fault. You guys had found a random raft by the lake and you and Jungkook got on it, pushing it away from shore only realizing you guys had no paddles when it was a bit too late. It ended with Jungkook trying to jump back to shore since you guys weren't too far away, he managed to make the jump although he sent the whole raft flying together with you and you ended up falling into the water. "You two were stupid enough to get on that raft and push it away without any paddles." Chaeyoung said, knowing that it was stupid of both of you, but it was funny in the end and she still remembers all these things so vividly. Every single memory made with you and your guy's friends was always so vivid and she would never forget them and the same went for you.
"How about the time we had orienteering and you tricked our group out of the forest and to a diner instead." You said and a bashful smile spread across her face and she shrugged your arm off from around her. "I was hungry and did not feel like walking around a forest looking for checkpoints...In the end, everyone was happy." She explained herself like she has been doing for a good three years now. You guys were in a group of five and had orienteering for P.E. class and had two hours to try and get all the checkpoints. Chaeyoung announced that she was super good at it and would lead the way- only to lead you all to a diner. It ended with you guys getting five out of 15 checkpoints that were spread across the forest that wasn't too far from the city. Getting them on the way back from the diner after you all ate. "Everyone except the teacher." You pointed out as the teacher wasn't happy with a group of five people only getting five checkpoints in the span of two hours.
"When are they happy with anything?" She threw the question out there and took a turn with you as you needed to pick up one last thing before heading to check out. "It's a miserable job isn't it?" You said as you yourself would never want to work with teens if they were all like you and your friends. "Pretty much..." Chaeyoung trailed off as she watched you stop and look at the store shelf, realizing what aisle you had dragged her in. "How can you buy condoms right in front of me Y/n? I'm from a Christian household...no sex before marriage." Chaeyoung let out in pure disbelief, giving you a terrified look and you shoved her away slightly. "Shut up, Chaeyoung." You said and reached for the ultra thins since Jennie preferred it when you guys wouldn't use condoms, but considering that she wasn't on birth control that didn't happen often and this was the best option.
"What?" She asked confused, playing dumb and innocent which you knew she was not. "Are we just supposed to forget about Lisa the foreign exchange student from last year?" You quipped, knowing very well what went down since she had told you. You two told each other everything. There wasn't a single thing you two did not know about each other. "I don't know what you are talking about." She continued to play dumb and you gave her a look, seeing the small tint on her cheeks. Lisa was an exchange student at your school and you guys got along well, but she and Chaeyoung got along extra good and it was sort of a fling thing that ended once she left with no hard feelings.
"Or maybe your first boyfriend?" You added, being well aware of how much she hated when you mentioned that- it wasn't because it was a bad breakup or anything, it was because the girl was as straight as a circle and looked so stupid trying to date that guy when she was 15. It ended pretty quickly, but still, a few things went down and she wasn't the proudest of them. "Ew, don't mention him." Chaeyoung said and cringed, the two of you walking out the aisle, making it to the checkout now while grabbing a few sweets on the way. "Either way, you are no virgin Mary, Park Chaeyoung." You clearly stated and she quickly looked around you both before sending you a glare. "Jeez, Y/n louder. What if my sister would just pop out of nowhere and would hear you." She complained and you rolled your eyes at what she said.
"Oh, so you think your sister is stupid and doesn't know?" You asked, not believing that her sister didn't know that your best friend, Park Chaeyoung was no saint. "Yes, yes I do." She stated a quick and short answer, giving you a nod of affirmation as she was sure that her sister was very much clueless about it all. You stifled a laugh at that and looked as she ran her hand through her perfectly silky hair. Her hair fell down her shoulders and rested on her black hoodie that was contrasting her blonde hair. "Then you are the stupid one." You concluded as you two stopped in line to checkout. She scoffed at that.
"Just buy the fucking condoms so you don't get Jennie pregnant by accident." Chaeyoung let out frustrated now because you might've been right, her sister Alice was smart in the end while Chaeyoung was smart but was also a terrible liar. You laughed at that and patted her back to get her to calm down. "So, you don't want a niece or nephew to spoil?" Chaeyoung looked up at that, raising her eyebrows at what you said. "Does it look like I have the money to spoil a child, Y/n? I don't even have the money to spoil myself, let alone a child." She dramatically let out. "Ahh, you're being dramatic." You breathed out.
"I am not." She firmly stated, trying to keep up the act, both of you knew that it was all just jokes. Liking to act a bit dramatic whenever it was possible. "You are." You insisted and Chaeyoung scoffed, shaking her head. "Let's see who will be dramatic once Jennie gets pregnant." You chuckled at that and bit your lower lip. Somehow she always made you laugh with the simplest things, it was as if nothing else existed when you two were together. It was like floating in the air with no burden on your shoulders and you hoped that she felt the same way when she was with you. "She's not getting pregnant, not yet at least and when she does, you are going to be the godmother of our child." You stated as no matter what, Chaeyoung was always going to be part of your life and if she would refuse you would simply force her. Although there was no way she would ever refuse.
"You think I would be a good Godmother?" She questioned unsurely and you looked at her, cocking your head and quirking your eyebrows. "You'd be a great godmother and I wouldn't even consider anyone else." You stated with a firm nod and watched the smile on her face as she sighed, shaking her head slightly. You always made her feel so good about herself. The both of you placed the things on the band and suddenly Chaeyoung spoke up with confusion. "What do you mean not yet?" She asked and stopped in her tracks, only now realizing what you said. Looking at you, she instantly recognized that smile on your face that only meant one thing, it was something important and precious to you. That was the smile you had on your face whenever you were around her or Jennie- other friends too but it stood out around the two or when you talked about them.
"Can you keep a secret?" You already knew the answer as she kept every secret you told her between you two. Chaeyoung was the person you trusted the most, more than your own family, but on the second hand, she was basically your family. You two were like siblings, knowing each other for more than half of your lives. It felt good to be around someone who you knew, knew you better than you knew yourself, knowing that you could always listen to her and trust her and her advice. "Of course, I can. I know your deepest darkest secrets and never said anything to anyone." She said with a proud grin, it always made her feel more important when she knew that you trusted her so much. You took a step closer to her and lowered your tone slightly even if it wasn't needed since you didn't know anyone here, but it made the moment that much more climatic.
"I want to propose after graduation." You whispered in her ear and it went quiet for a second, nervously watching her as her lips parted and her eyes widened slightly. "What!?" She squeaked out in pure surprise, seeming like she was in bliss. "Yes, I want to propose after graduation and then we could live together while in college and all that stuff." You explained and smiled when Chaeyoung jumped in for a hug, her arms wrapping around your arms, giving you a bone-crushing hug that you tried to return the best you could with your arms restrained. "Oh my god, you should totally do it." She squealed out and looked up at you with her eyes glimmering slightly. Relief washed over you fully as she was the first person you told this to, like always being the one you told things first too. You knew that you and Jennie were only 18, but you two were already planning a future together- of course you included Chaeyoung in everything which Jennie was ok with seeing how there would never be a possibility to separate you and your best friend. She admired it.
"I am surprised that you are agreeing." You breathed out and she pulled away with her head tilting as you reached up to her face and patted away the few tears that rolled down. She was always your emotional little Chaeyoungie. "Why?" She asked and grabbed your hand that was on her cheek, holding it and you shrugged. "This is the first girlfriend of mine that you actually like...And you know how much I value your opinion." You said as you had a few girlfriends before and Chaeyoung was not fond of any of them although she seemed to love Jennie. "Jennie is great, both to you and to me...she doesn't have a problem with me being your best friend unlike the rest and she's just a keeper." She casually replied and you smiled, walking up to the clerk that was scanning your items. It was the truth, none of your exes was good enough for you in Chaeyoung's opinion and none of them really liked how close you two were either. Even if it was always platonic love since your friendship wasn't just a simple friendship, it was much more than that.
"She really is." You agreed and your smile made Chaeyoung smile this time, seeing how in love you were with that girl. Just like Jennie admired your and Chaeyoung's friendship, Chaeyoung admired your and Jennie's relationship. She knew that she was the right one in more than one way. "Mhm, although never forget about me." She hummed out and walked away when you had to pay, not being able to say much more. You quickly paid and thanked the clerk before, walking up to Chaeyoung since you knew that you could never forget about her. "I could never forget about you. You are moving in with me and Jennie when we take off to college." You watched as she just shook her head at what you said, helping you put everything in the plastic bag. "I don't know about that. Think I will rather be alone than share an apartment with you and Jennie." She only replied.
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Somehow your and Chaeyoung's feet had their own will and walked you over all the way to the beach where you two would always sit together and just talk, sitting on the big rock where you had carved your names next to each other a few years ago. The cool breeze softly blew the salty air your and her way, the sun slowly setting but still keeping the breeze cool just cool and not freezing. You leaned back, holding yourself up with your palms as you looked over the ocean that seemed to not have an end, listening to the seagulls in the distance and the waves crashing with the rocks beneath you two.
"Could you promise me something?" Chaeyoung broke the temporary silence and you turned your head to look at her. Her gaze held some sort of longing as she looked over the horizon in front of you guys. The wind blew through her perfect hair, her eyes squinting just the slightest as the wind hit them. Her brown eyes glimmered from the orange sunset that hit them just like the water was glimmering below you two. You hummed and watched as her jaw clenched for a split second before she loosened up again and looked down at her feet with a sigh. It always ended the same with you two sitting and making promises to each other, some people would probably find a few of them meaningless but to you two they were worth more than gold.
"Promise me that you will propose to Jennie after graduation and keep her for the rest of your life...I know that you said that you will, but I really don't want you to change your mind, I want you to proceed with the future with Jennie there. We're only 18 and things can just change in the span of one night or even a second, but I don't want that to change...It would mean a lot to me if you would be able to promise me that even if it is quite big of a promise to keep." You almost managed to miss half of her soft-spoken words that disappeared with the waves as they left her lips, but you still heard every word of her. "And while you're at it, I want you to promise me that you will never forget me Y/n." Chaeyoung added and you watched as she moved her feet around a little, waiting for you to say something.
You tilted your head and smiled a little, extending your hand to her, making Chaeyoung look at you in the end. Holding out your pinky for her, a pinky promise made between you two was never allowed to be broken and this was a promise you would never break once the deal would be sealed. A smile grew on her face and she hooked her pinky with yours as you two just looked at each other in silence. "I promise you that I will propose to Jennie and keep her for the rest of my life and I will never ever forget about you Chaeyoung...I don't know how you could even think of that, but I will never forget about you because just like I am going to keep Jennie with me for the rest of my life, I am going to keep you too." You promised before you two touched thumbs, sealing the promise forever.
"Thank you." Chaeyoung breathed out in relief and unhooked her pinky with yours before wrapping her arms around your shoulders, hugging you tight with her face buried in your neck. You wrapped your arms around her waist, getting embraced in each other's warmth and no other hugs compared to the ones you shared. "I just want you to be happy." She mumbled and pulled you closer to her, resting your chin on her shoulder, feeling her hands clutch on your hoodie as if you would disappear any second now. "I want the same for you." You replied as you only wanted to see her happy and content, both of you wanted the best for each other. She only hummed, sighing into your neck as you both stayed in each other's arms.
"I really love you, Y/n." You smiled at her words and sighed when you heard her sniffle before feeling a few tears hit your skin. "I love you just as much...don't cry because I will start crying too." You said, feeling your voice quivering as you spoke because her tears were just as contagious as her smile was. It always ended with both of you crying if the other one would cry. "It's just that...you're the best thing that has ever happened in my life Y/n and I wouldn't change it or have it any other way. There's not much to my life without you, it's not as interesting when it's just me." This time you could feel the prickling in your nose, the tears brimming your eyes as a sob left her lips, her hot breaths fanning your skin.
"I wouldn't have it any other way either, but your life is much more than just me and you know it...There's just one of you, you're Park Chaeyoung and that's what defines you, not me." You said since you two maybe fulfilled each other's days, but if she wouldn't be Park Chaeyoung then it wouldn't be the same. The way she was defined her and not you. "I am me and you're you...that's what makes it special." You whispered and blinked away your tears. "You're special to me." She mumbled and you slowly pulled away, quickly wiping your eyes before looking at her, holding onto her shoulders. You wiped her cheeks with your sleeves before the wind could do it for you. Leaning over and leaving a peck on her forehead. "You're special to me too, Chaeyoung." You said back and removed the hair that the wind blew in her face, looking into her brown shimmering eyes and she smiled through her tears, giving you the eye smile that you loved so much.
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You held Chaeyoung's hand, holding it inside your pocket to try and warm her as much as possible as it was starting to get cold now, waiting for her bus. "You sure that you don't want me to take the bus with you?" You asked to make sure since you offered to take the bus to walk her home, but she shook her head no. "Yeah, I like taking it alone...it gives me time to just think." She said and looked at you with a smile, you nodded knowing that she enjoyed riding the bus alone to just get lost in her thoughts. "Say hi to Jennie from me." Chaeyoung reminded you. "I will. You've been hanging out with everyone lately, haven't you?" You put it out there since she was with Jennie yesterday and the other days she hung out with Jisoo and another with Jungkook and so on aside from hanging out with you almost every day, but you two often were together.
"I've just missed everyone lately although today was memorable with you as usual." You gave her hand a squeeze, everything with her was memorable and fun. That was the thing with Chaeyoung, she wasn't just a great best friend to you, but she was truly a great friend to everyone. "It always is." Chaeyoung slithered her hand out of your grip and hugged around your waist again, making you hug around her shoulders, resting your cheek at the top of her head. Taking in her smell, those smells from one's childhood that always brought back nostalgia. Chaeyoung's smell was just that, she brought you so much nostalgia, comfort and memories, she made you feel safe with just her smell because it was so familiar, it made your inner child feel safe because that's what you had always been ever since you two met. Safe, comfortable, and content and it was just perfect.
"You're the bestest friend anyone could ask for Y/n." You chuckled at her words. "Just like you, you're the bestest of the best." Chaeyoung giggled at your words and you kissed the top of her head, taking in her smell before you two pulled away when you heard the bus approach. "Text me when you get home, alright?" You said as you held her shoulders, the girl nodded with her smile still there and you gave her a big smile too. "I will...I love you Y/n." You chuckled when she gave you a peck on your cheek and walked her to the front door of the green bus as it opened. "Be safe...I love you." You said and let go of her hand as she stepped onto the bus without another word, waving at you as the doors closed. Standing and watching her take a seat, waving at each other before the bus took off, not leaving your spot until the bus disappeared out of your sight.
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"Could you hand me my wallet? It's in my pants." You asked Jennie as you laid in her bed in your boxers. She hummed as she finished up by her vanity table, turning off the lights on the mirror before she got up from the chair. Laying sprawled out on her bed under the covers as you watched her walk over to the armchair where your pants were laying with the rest of your clothes. Your girlfriend was already in her pj's as it was around 1 am and you got here at around 10 pm. Jennie reached into your pocket and took out your wallet before she scurried over to the bed, making you chuckle, lifting the covers for her seeing that she was in such a hurry since she was cold. The girl quickly cuddled into you, putting her head on your shoulder as you wrapped your arm around her waist.
"Here you go, baby." Her hand came up from under the duvet, holding the wallet out for you. You pecked her lips as a thank you and Jennie watched you open your wallet, making her move slightly so you could use the hand around her waist a bit better. You took out the photo strip since you didn't want it to get ruined in your wallet and Jennie guided your hand so she could look better at the photos. "Told you that she bit me." You said since she didn't believe you earlier, watching Jennie smile, yet another one of your favourite smiles. "You probably deserved it though, I know how you can be so I don't blame her." She simply stated, knowing you very well too. "Aren't you quick to pick sides?" You only received an eye-roll from Jennie at that as she was still looking at the photos.
"These are cute though, just don't ruin them by accident." Jennie said and looked over the photos one last time before letting go of your hand. You hummed and put your wallet on the bedside table by your phone before placing the photo strip by your things too. "That's exactly what she said too." You said, remembering how Chaeyoung told you how some things are fragile, seemingly she wasn't the only one that knew how careless you could be but Jennie knew that too. "Well, some things are fragile." It almost felt as if it was Chaeyoung speaking as she just said the same thing as her. You sighed and turned your body to lay on your side, meeting Jennie's eyes.
Chuckling as Jennie's hands tried to squeeze themselves under you for more warmth as her body was still a bit cold. "Is it that cold?" You questioned and Jennie pouted before nodding her head. You pecked her lips, trying to pull away but she chased right after you, making you lean back in, giving her a lingering kiss instead. You pulled away and Jennie groaned when you moved to lay on top of her. "Is this warm enough, baby?" You asked, trying your best to just warm up your girlfriend since she seemed to be freezing cold by shoving her hands under your body to warm them up. "You're crushing me." Jennie whined out, but it quickly turned into giggles as she squirmed under you trying to get you off her.
You wrapped your arms around her waist and with a huff turned over, taking Jennie with you who squeaked in surprise. "Y/n, my parents are asleep." Jennie warned not wanting to wake her parents up, acting like you were the one to let out that squeak. "I am positive that the squeak did not leave my mouth but yours princess." You said as her voice was lighter than yours and this time you tried to squirm away from Jennie when she poked your sides, making you squeak this time. You laughed as she continued to tickle your sides, her shorter frame basically glued on top of you as you couldn't seem to push her off you. "I am going to scream if you don't stop." You laughed out not knowing what else to say as she wouldn't stop tickling you, slowly getting out of breath.
You got stopped from making any type of sound when Jennie quickly kissed you when you were about to scream. Kissing back as she slowly moved her lips against yours, your breathing still heavy after her hands attacked you, making you pull away sooner than you wanted. "I love you." Jennie said right after you two pulled away, your arms wrapped around her waist, hugging her closer before lifting your head to peck her lips. Jennie sighed and placed her head right below your chin, leaving a lingering kiss on top of her head and closing your eyes. "I love you." You mumbled against the top of her head, unwrapping your one arm to pull the duvet over you two before sneaking both of your warm hands under her shirt, caressing her skin. Jennie hummed and you felt her lips leave a small kiss on your collarbone. The comfortable silence between you two engulfed you both, leaving you with a soft and warm feeling with each other.
Jennie flinched slightly on top of you, getting startled by your phone that went off, buzzing on her bedside table. You looked towards your phone, Jennie pushing herself up slightly and reaching for it, a small frown appeared and she looked confused. "It's Alice...you should probably answer, it might be important." Jennie said and handed the phone to you, both of you confused about why Chaeyoung's sister would be calling you at around 1:30 am. Taking the phone, you answered and Jennie watched you do so.
You didn't even manage to ask her anything before feeling regret at picking up this phone call because this phone call was going to be the cause of many sleepless nights. You unwrapped your arm from around Jennie, sitting up on the bed and your girlfriend felt nothing but worry as she sat beside you, watching all the different emotions go through your eyes before they held nothing else but tears. You could feel your whole body and brain just shut down at what you got to hear, clenching the phone in your hold so you wouldn't drop it as you felt the energy get drained from you. A sob left your mouth as Alice finished explaining what happened to you and you only hung up on the crying girl.
"Y/n...what happened-." You cut Jennie off as you broke down in tears, getting pulled into your girlfriend's arms. "Chaeyoung- she- she's...Jennie, she's-." You couldn't form a sentence as you choked on your sobs, gripping onto Jennie's shirt. Jennie had seen you break down and cry before, but this time it was different, your cries held pure pain, and suffering and she felt her own eyes tear up, trying to hold you as close as possible as you cried on her chest. You felt your heart clench so hard that it broke to pieces and the air just got heavy around you and you knew that it would never be light again. "She's gone...Chaeyoung- she's- she...killed herself." You forced the words out of yourself as you didn't dare to accept them let alone to have to say them out loud was torturous.
Suddenly your whole life turned around in the span of a second.
Or maybe this wasn't where she was supposed to be at all and she actually was where she was supposed to be. Maybe Chaeyoung was right where she was supposed to be. That was the thing with Chaeyoung no one ever knew what she was up to or where she could be unless that someone was you but now even you couldn't tell where exactly she was except that she was gone and no longer here. Your best friend was no longer by your side and hadn't been for the past two months.
You had spent the past two months wondering if you missed any signs, but it only turned out that Chaeyoung didn't tell you everything. She told you what you wanted to hear, what she wanted you to hear and believe. She never wanted you to know what was going on in her life because she preferred to see you smile, to see you being happy around her and not worried. That's what you tried to assume.
You continued to fiddle with the sleeve of your hoodie and blinked your eyes to stop your tears from falling in the middle of class, you couldn't tear your gaze away from her seat that was right next to your table. Even if it was the case that this wasn't where she was supposed to be, in your head, this was right where she was supposed to be. Chaeyoung was supposed to be sitting right there, she was supposed to be talking to you in a hushed tone while the teacher is busy explaining in front of the class. She was supposed to still be here, be with you, hang out with you, you two were still supposed to share secrets with each other and make promises.
That day was the last time you hugged Chaeyoung, the last time you heard her voice in person, the last time you felt her body while it was still warm, the last time you both said 'I love you' to each other. That day you heard her laugh for the last time, say your name for the last time, you two made your last promises that day, the last time you saw her smile at you. That day was the last time you created memories together with Chaeyoung. Now she was gone.
You got stopped from pulling on your sleeve when Jennie grabbed your hand in hers sensing that nothing was ok right now. Nothing had been ok ever since that phone call, but you managed to somewhat keep yourself together to attend school again, but there were still those moments where you would falter and break down against your will. Jennie excused the both of you and got you to stand up and follow her out of the classroom.
Walking out of the room, she closed the door after you two and you already had tears in your eyes. How were you supposed to cope with the death of your best friend? Of someone who you were closer to than your own family, someone you knew most of your life. Your time together with Chaeyoung was cut short, against your will but by choice for her.
Chaeyoung left you.
"We should definitely go out for ice cream after practice...it's so hot today." Chaeyoung let out, a big smile as you two walked through the hallway. The girl was in her cheer uniform as she had her practice to attend, but tried to hide from her duties for a bit since it was too hot outside to continue jumping around in her opinion. "Oh Chaeyoung, practice first, ice cream later." You said as you bumped into her when you were passing through the empty hallways on your way to watch their practice since yours was done. Knowing that Chaeyoung was at the wrong place as the cheer captain- standing by the vending machines in the canteen and not on the field with her team.
"It's ok, I told Jennie to take over while I handle some business." She explained and skipped in her steps, it was much cooler inside than it was outside especially now that school was over and the hallways weren't packed with students. You laughed at what she said and she looked at you, she was about to stop in her place probably wanting to drag this out to not have to go out on the field again, but you were quick to put your hand on her back so she would continue walking. "What business do you have by the vending machines, Chaeyoung?" You questioned and she sighed. "Those are questions that I do not have to answer." You hummed, nodding your head already knowing that she was there to get snacks while her team was out there in the heat.
"Last one at the field pays for ice cream!" Chaeyoung exclaimed while already running ahead of you. "Hey!" You exclaimed and took off right after her, trying your best to catch up with her as she got a head start. Your laughs echoed around the hallways of the empty school.
You took her for ice cream that day and you paid too since she was the first to reach the field.
You sniffled as you looked at the hallway that was just as empty although this time none of your waves of laughter echoed around it. "Baby...talk to me." Jennie let out, worried sick about you. She didn't leave your side for a second ever since that night, staying right by your side to comfort you and just be there for you, she could only imagine how difficult it was for you and yes she herself had been grieving but the bond between you and Chaeyoung was just different- it was a loss for everyone who knew the girl though. One of the reasons why she really didn't want to leave your side was because she was scared that she would lose you too. Either lose you in all your sorrow or the same way they all lost Chaeyoung.
"How is everyone just moving on?" You croaked out, the tears in your throat suppressing your voice as the lump was there. There was no point in trying to hold back much more as a sob left your mouth. The shorter girl pulled you aside and away from the door, stopping by the lockers, holding onto your hand as her other reached up to your face, wiping away your tears. "Everyone is acting as if nothing happened." You cried and slumped your back against the lockers behind you, looking at your hands that continued to fiddle with the material of your hoodie.
It felt like you were the only one left that was still crying every night about Chaeyoung or waking up in the middle of it because you had such vivid dreams about Chaeyoung still being alive that you woke up happy only to break down within a second. Everywhere you looked, everyone had moved on with their lives while you were stuck in the past, still refusing to accept the fact that she was gone. "Everyone is just coping differently." Jennie tried, she maybe wasn't going through it as bad anymore but that was because acceptance came easier for her than you in this situation and she didn't blame you. No one would truly ever just move on from this.
"And for some, that means acting as if nothing happened and I know that it hurts to see people act like that, but it's different for everyone, Y/n." There was nothing you could do about this. First of all, you couldn't bring your best friend back- she wouldn't want to come back because she left by choice. Second of all, not everyone grieved the same way, but you hated to see how everyone just went on with their lives, went on with them without Chaeyoung there. How do you go on with your life when the person you planned your life with wasn't there anymore? You hated it.
Your eyes met Jennie's at last and you hated yourself for worrying her so much, you could see how worried she was every day and how she refused to leave you for even a second. Following you like a puppy because she loved you so much while you were too busy drowning in the sorrow Chaeyoung left you to even try and show how much you loved her too. "I'm sorry." You apologized and grabbed her hand that was on your cheek, taking it and leaving a kiss on her fingers. "You don't have to be sorry for anything Y/n. I am here to be through it all with you and it doesn't matter how long it takes...Just don't close yourself off from me." You only broke down more, Jennie pulling you down and hugging around your shoulders as you buried your face in her shoulder.
"I lost my best friend Jennie." Your voice cracked with each word as you were still trying to figure out why she left you. Why were you, the one to lose your best friend? No one should lose one, whether it is by death or another type of separation that isn't death. It felt like you lost a part of yourself together with her. "I know, I know." Jennie whispered in your ear, giving the side of your head a peck as she gently scratched your scalp in a try to comfort you so you would know that she was right there for you. She was there to hold the part of you, you thought you lost for when you would want it back.
You looked up at the sound of things rustling, Jennie holding onto your shoulders, her head turning to look where you were looking when she saw a frown covering your eyebrows. You were no longer in her arms as you walked towards the janitor, wiping away your tears while sniffling. "What're you doing?" You asked him pissed as he was by Chaeyoung's locker, your fists clenching in nothing but anger as he threw another teddy bear into the cleaning trolly. "Cleaning...it's the principal's request." The older man said, about to reach down for another one of the things by her locker that students at school had put there to honour her memory. Everything from notes, plushies, flowers and much more.
You were quick to grab him by the back of his shirt, preventing him from doing so, not caring about the consequences. "I don't give a fuck about what he wants...leave her locker alone." You gritted out, doing your best to not let your voice break like the rest of your body was, every piece of you cracking like thin ice. Pushing him away, making the man stumble back a step or two. "Y/n, calm down." Jennie quickly interfered not wanting you to get expelled on top of everything. You huffed as she gave you a look and you turned around, looking at Chaeyoung's locker that hadn't been used by her for two months now while Jennie tried her best to excuse your behaviour, succeeding as the janitor walked away with the trolly.
She turned around to you with worry when she heard one of the lockers rumble, punching the locker that was next to Chaeyoung's. You ignored the pain that spread through your whole hand, landing another one before landing more punches to it. You were so angry with the world. Who else could've done her wrong if not for the world and the people in it? Did you possibly wrong her too? You couldn't recollect, but maybe you did her wrong somehow. The anger and hatred you felt numbed the pain in your knuckles and maybe if you hurt yourself physically then just maybe, the emotional pain would disappear...even if it would be for just a second. You would be numb for just a second and that would be enough of an escape from all the emotional pain in you.
Jennie almost flew together with your fist into the locker when she grabbed onto your arm to stop you- succeeding without getting hurt in the process. "Stop hurting yourself." She basically cried out as this time her tears fell too, not being able to hold it together. It was hard for her to keep it together when you would cry and break down, but seeing you hurt yourself because of it was just the last straw for her to break down too. "Stop." She mumbled, her grip on your arm tightening. You swallowed, your throat hurting as you just wanted to scream from the pain that was growing inside you. All those screams came from the top of your lungs only to not pass your throat and instead just gather there and create a lump that was hurting. "They can't just get rid of her things...this was Chaeyoung's." You pushed the words through the screams that clogged up your throat because words were the only things that could leave your mouth.
Jennie ran her hands down your arm to your hand, unclenching your fist, your hand trembling from the blunt force trauma caused by the impact at which you threw those punches against the locker. Your knuckles were red already with the few places where your skin split open the slightest, blood oozing from those spots- it wasn't deep and it wasn't bleeding a lot, but it was enough to make Jennie more worried. "You have to let her go at some point." Jennie stated, knowing that it would only get worse if you wouldn't try and accept things as they were even if it was difficult. She didn't want to see you lose yourself this way, she didn't want to lose you.
Her grip on your hand stayed when you tried to pull away, so, you instead turned around and leaned against the locker, sliding down to the floor with Jennie crouching down in front of you. Her gaze stayed on your trembling fingers and she knew it was hurting- both the injury you caused yourself and everything else. "I don't." It came out as a whisper, the salty tears running down your cheeks. They were salty enough to hurt if they came in contact with a cut. They were so harsh that they hurt your eyes. "You have to, she won't be able to rest otherwise, not if you keep on acting like this." She tried to make you understand, wiping her tears with her free hand before her thumb ghosted over your bruised knuckle. Acting so negatively wasn't letting your best friend rest, holding her back because you were worrying her and you knew that in the back of your head, but you ignored that part of your head.
"Why would she get to rest? I haven't been able to rest for months because of her choice and I am just supposed to let her rest? She doesn't let me rest either." You argued, hoping that Chaeyoung was listening to you right now so she could hear how tired you were too now. It was all exhausting and every night you spent awake you spent it crying or wondering why she left you. She didn't even say anything, leave anything...no, she definitely left you a lot of things, one of them being the confusion about why she even left. She seemed so happy. Or you just didn't know your best friend, as well as you thought that you did. Would she still be here if you did anything differently? What if she would have stayed if you just simply had walked her home that day? Would something like that be enough to make her stay?
"Y/n...she left us because she was tired and now you're preventing her from getting that rest." You took in a shaky breath and closed your eyes, the only thing you could see every time you closed them was Chaeyoung and you hated it because she would always be smiling at you. Every time the sun was shining and warming you, you could feel Chaeyoung's embrace. You could still remember perfectly how it felt to hug her and to be hugged by her, crumbling apart every time as you were scared that you would one day forget how it all felt. You didn't want to forget any of those things. You didn't want to forget her. You wouldn't forget her.
"I am tired too yet I am staying." Jennie bit her lower lip and you opened your eyes. The only thing you could do now was to imagine Chaeyoung still being here, imagine all her laughs, smiles, cries, hugs and all the other things. Her smaller hand came up to your face, trying to wipe away your tears as her sleeves and skin have been soaking them up like grass soaking up water when it rains for two months now. It was a storm, but she wasn't going to leave and seek shelter, she was there to stand with you in the middle of it and let her whole body soak up every drop of water- every tear. "That's different, baby." Jennie said, she knew that you were hurting and that it all felt useless for you right now, but you were grieving the death of your best friend and would hopefully come to terms with what happened. Chaeyoung's story was different from what all of you guys knew. Different enough for her to not be able to stay.
You shook your head, not wanting to see it as different though. You wanted to believe that Chaeyoung had every reason to stay just like you. She made you look at her and you only now saw that your actions from a few minutes ago must've scared and hurt her. She was worried and she was here for you, but you couldn't help but yearn for someone who no longer could be here for you. "You have to understand that she just wants to rest now, but you're not letting her. You're tiring her out when she's about to reach the peace she left us for...You have to let her go and remember her for who she was and not for the pain she left. I don't think Chaeyoung would like seeing you like this...I think you would make her feel guilty and sorry for something that was her choice." You glanced beside you at all the things lying in front of your best friend's locker.
"I just want to know why...Nothing is clear to me, it just doesn't make any sense to me." How could you accept anything when you didn't know why she left you? You ran everything through your head, but there was nothing that answered the why's. You held back a groan at the pain that went through your hand, but Jennie clearly saw the pain on your face. Jennie took your injured hand, holding it with both of her hands as she looked at it with a pout. "Please don't hurt yourself again- I- it's too much for me to look at and it hurts me too...I love you too much to be able to see in more pain." She said as you two were always honest with each other. Jennie was always so honest with you and it instantly let you be honest with her too, trusting each other with your words.
You ignored the pain in your hand for the moment, a small yelp leaving Jennie when you pulled her to you, hugging the girl close as she was on her knees on the floor with you, hugging around your nape. "I won't, I'm sorry...you know that I never would hurt you on purpose or do anything to hurt you. I love you way too much to cause you pain, Jennie." You apologized, it was something you had been doing a lot lately, feeling like you wronged everyone ever since Chaeyoung left. Although Jennie reassured you every time that it was fine and you didn't have to apologise for grieving. "It's ok...I'm gonna make sure that you get through this without any more bruises." Jennie stated as she was determined to get you through this, pulling away as she cupped your face, still holding onto her waist. She leaned forward and left a peck on your quivering lips.
"It's fucking horrible isn't it?" You asked Chaeyoung and watched as her features turned into a slight cringe and you groaned, letting your forehead meet the table as you rested your head against it. You were supposed to write an assignment for one of your classes but you were struggling. Asking Chaeyoung to check it out knowing that she would be honest with you and always tell you the truth. A quality you two had that not everyone would agree is completely good was honesty, no matter how frustrating the truth could be. "I can just help you with this because this isn't the best Y/n." Chaeyoung truthfully told you and she was always willing to help you with whatever it was that you needed help with. Whether it would be school work to something more personal. She was always there and never left.
You looked up at her in hope. "Could you?" You asked to make sure since you didn't want to bother her in case she had her own things to work on. Chaeyoung gave you a smile and nodded her head. The blonde looked behind you and suddenly you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders, making you tilt your head back to be met by Jennie who with a tilted head looked down at you."Don't you have math?" You questioned your girlfriend as you knew that she had class right now. She glanced over at Chaeyoung before looking back at you. "It's fine...I already know everything." This made you look over at Chaeyoung who avoided your gaze already knowing that your best friend was the one who informed Jennie about you two being in the library because if she wouldn't know she wouldn't have left class.
"You two need to stop with this skipping classes and practice." You said because not long ago you were walking Chaeyoung back to practice and now Jennie was skipping too. It wasn't the first time and you were always the one walking them back to class. Jennie walked around you and smoothly made herself comfortable in your lap. "You're so cute, trying to act like the oldest one here." Jennie teased and pecked your cheek, Chaeyoung laughing at how you tried to fight the bashful smile that was fighting to appear on your lips. "Is that the assignment you have been working on?" Jennie questioned as she looked at the paper that was laying in front of Chaeyoung. The girl slid it over to Jennie as you hummed. "It's really bad." Chaeyoung commented when Jennie picked it up, the girl in your lap caressing your hand as she was already reading the paper.
Jennie sighed and put the paper down once she was done. "It isn't the best, no." Jennie honestly told you and gave you a sorry look. You rested your forehead against her shoulder. "I know...Chaeyoung will help me with it." You mumbled, the two girls sharing the same quality, honesty and always being willing to help you with anything that you needed. You weren't sure where your head would be without them.
You knew that it would have been over for you if Jennie wouldn't be right here after Chaeyoung passed. You always needed at least one of them and without Chaeyoung here anymore, Jennie was the only person who was holding onto the part of you that had detached from your body. If she wouldn't be here, that part of you would be gone together with you because if Chaeyoung wasn't here you had no reason to stay except for Jennie. She was the only reason why you were still here.
You slowed down in your steps as you watched the green bus pass by you two, feeling the air in your lungs get too thick to leave you. The air clogged up your throat together with those screams as you watched the bus continue its usual route without Chaeyoung aboard it. Time really didn't stop for even a second when someone left this world, everything and everyone just continued on with their lives. There was no stop so you could at least process anything in your head.
Jennie stopped in her tracks together with you, feeling how your grip on her hand tightened just the slightest, seeing how your jaw moved in anxiousness. What was it to you if the world continued to rotate? You didn't have to continue together with it...you could just stay right where you were, couldn't you? You knew the answer to that. "There's really nothing that I can do, can I?" You asked and looked at Jennie, she sighed and shook her head. "No, not really." She confirmed, you take a deep breath almost gasping for air as it was difficult to inhale at this point. You were so desperate for the air to get thinner so it would get easier to breathe again, but that just didn't happen.
"I want to...see her." Jennie's lips parted at your words. "Are you sure?" She asked you to make sure that you wanted this. She knew that you would go at some point, but she didn't want you to force yourself because it was difficult for you to say the least. "I'm sure."
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Jennie could feel how each of your steps got heavier and more hesitant the closer you two got. The air was even thicker here and it crushed your insides because of how heavy it was. "Do you want me to wait here or come with you?" Jennie asked as you two stopped, your eyes already looking towards Chaeyoung's direction. The girl had already been here a few times when she had time while you hadn't, thinking that maybe you needed to be alone for this. "You will be right here, right?" You asked her to make sure since you were scared of just getting left alone by the only person you had left that was keeping you here. Chaeyoung left you with fear. "Of course...I will sit right here on this bench and won't move an inch." Jennie reassured you, her thumb gently rubbing your knuckles on the hand that wasn't injured.
"Just take your time." She gave your hand a light squeeze before letting go as you nodded, taking those heavy steps towards your best friend's grave. Your feet felt heavier and the soil under your feet felt like quicksand, pulling you down further the closer you got. It had been two months and it looked like people were still regularly coming here as there were fresh flowers and grave candles on her grave.
You came to a stop as you were right in front of the place where your best friend was resting. You hadn't visited Chaeyoung ever since they lowered her into the cold ground. Your hand gripped harder around the flowers you were holding in your hand, your jaw clenching but it all was for nothing as the pain slipped right past your lips. The keen cries left your mouth as you crouched down right in front of her grave, closing your eyes tightly as you kept on wiping away at your eyes. The tears seeped through your closed eyes as you slumped down, sitting on the grass, pulling your knees to your chest, clutching hard onto the roses in your hand as you buried you face in your forearm that was resting on top of your knees.
"Why Chaeyoung? Why?" You cried out with your creaking voice that has had enough of your repeated cries after your best friend. Looking up at her grave stone, your eyes landing on the small picture of her that was on the headstone right by her name. "I've been crying after you every day and night, only to get no reply from you." You said and bit your lower lip to stop your sobs. You knew that you would spend your time here and wait for a reply just like you have been waiting for one every day since she left. Only to not get one. "I am so angry with myself and I wish I would be able to be angry with you and not me, but you know very well that I have never been able to stay angry with you for even a second...You knew that all along." You somehow managed to talk to her, waiting for some sort of relief, but all you felt was sorrow and pain.
"I still dream about you Chaeyoung! You're still alive in my head. Yet here I am talking to your grave." You gritted out through your tears and sobs, feeling like a fool because of what she did. These day-long laments were exhausting and you could feel how you barely were able to continue crying as just whimpers of pain left your mouth. "Did you think that talking to your grave would be enough for me? That you could just leave me because I would get through everything by talking to your grave? That I wouldn't want to hear your voice? It sounds selfish but what else can I be when you left without any reason? You could've at least left me a damn note, Chaeyoung." You moved the flowers to look at them, the cuts on your knuckles covered by the band-aids Jennie had put on them.
You placed them by your feet and sighed. "You made me make all these promises that I now have to keep...Who's going to keep your promises Chaeyoung?" You asked her, wondering who would keep all these promises she made you. You were going to keep yours because you would never be able to break a promise you made. A groan escaped your mouth and you blinked your eyes, the tears falling right after. "You never really meant it when you promised to stay with me forever...You knew that you weren't going to stay for long. You knew and you left me, you left me without a single word about it. Didn't you trust me? Wasn't I enough of a reason to stay?...What made you even so sure that you could just leave, how were you sure that I wouldn't just follow right after you?" You were so tired, it felt like you would throw your heart up any second now.
Were you just supposed to come here every day now and wait for an answer? Was Chaeyoung ever going to answer you? Did she even see you right now? She had left you without a word. You always knew where Chaeyoung was since she always told you and talked to you. Now you couldn't even try and say where she could be as you had no clue because she never told you or talked to you about this. "I just...miss you." It always ended like this, with you wailing, bawling your tired eyes out like a baby to your best friend. "This is the- the longest I have ever been without you ever since we met." You weren't sure how much longer you would be able to be without Chaeyoung. "You should've told me...I would wait for you if you had told me what was wrong. I would be here and wait for you...I am waiting for you." All you could do was wait for something that wouldn't happen now.
"Come on, Y/n, it's only for two days and I will be back." Chaeyoung laughed out and pushed you away when you were about to cling to her again. "No, don't leave me." You begged, probably being too dramatic since the girl was only going away for the weekend to another city to celebrate her cousin's birthday with her family. "You know that I don't want to leave you either, but I believe that we will be able to survive two days without seeing each other- two hard days, but we will manage." Chaeyoung said and chuckled, but it sounded painful as she herself had tears in her eyes now. You let out a whine and hugged her tight, not wanting your best friend to leave for those two days. "I can come with you." You breathed out and she shook her head, rubbing your back.
"We need to start practising being away from each other for at least short periods and you can't leave Jennie." Chaeyoung reminded you about your girlfriend and she also knew that you two should be able to be away from each other for at least two days. It would be difficult since you guys had been glued together ever since you met. "I know, that's why I will take her with us." You mumbled since you and Jennie had the same problem as you and Chaeyoung of not being able to be away from each other. You assumed that once you loved someone you no longer could be separated from them for long. You couldn't be separated from Chaeyoung or Jennie as you loved them both too much for that.
"No Y/n, you're staying right here with Jennie and I will see you in two days." Chaeyoung firmly stated and pulled away looking at you, trying her best to not just give in and take you two with her. "Yes, I will tell her right now...she should be here somewhere." You said, looking around the hallway for Jennie, spotting your girlfriend already walking towards you and Chaeyoung. You waved her over to you two and she skipped in her steps. "Hey you two...Why are you guys in tears?" Jennie asked confused once she reached you two and saw that you both were on the verge of tears. "Doesn't matter why anymore because we are going away with Chaeyoung for the weekend." You stated and Jennie lit up at that looking at the blonde girl with a smile who only groaned in return.
"No, no one is going with me, you two are staying. It's just two days." Chaeyoung said and turned away from you and Jennie, opening her locker to avoid the looks on your faces knowing that she would just give in if she did. "Two days will be like an eternity for you two." Jennie commented and leaned against the locker beside Chaeyoung's to look at the girl, well aware of the fact that you and Chaeyoung would be shaking in longing after each other. Jennie herself hated being away from you so she completely understood it. Once you get so used to someone's presence, you aren't yourself anymore if they leave for a few seconds too long. You hummed agreeing with Jennie as you leaned against the locker behind her, both of you just waiting for the blonde to just agree.
"You- no, stop pestering me about it...You can like distract her by you know." Chaeyoung commented almost giving in before she slammed her locker closed looking at you two like you were parasites. Jennie shyly giggled at that and had to turn away from the blonde, burying her face in your shirt being way too shy to talk about what Chaeyoung was referring to. You rubbed her back and looked at Chaeyoung who shook her head, still doing her best not agreeing. "Please?" You begged with a small pout and Chaeyoung groaned at that.
That day she agreed for you and Jennie to come, knowing damn well that it would be hell on earth for you two if she had just left you even if it was for two days. "What are we going to do without you Chaeyoung? It feels wrong to just keep on living life without you here. You knew damn well what hell it would be for me to be without you." You spoke as you calmed down, wiping away the tears from your cheeks although they were still falling from your eyes. The way life went on even after death was something you couldn't grasp. What made everything so much harder was that you didn't know who to blame for this. You ended up being angry at the world and being angry with yourself.
"I failed you as a best friend...I failed you, didn't I?" You asked and looked at the picture of Chaeyoung on the headstone, looking at her with your tears falling harder as she had a smile on her face like always. It hurt so badly especially when you were sitting here, knowing that you failed your best friend. You failed someone so precious to you. "What if fail everyone else too? What if Jennie leaves me too? What if everyone just ends up leaving me Chaeyoung?" You worriedly asked your best friend, she always had answers for you. You always came to her for advice and help, knowing that she would be honest with you. The frustration you felt inside was indescribable when you got no answer from your best friend.
You were so lost without her. Chaeyoung was stuck in your head like a melody that you just can't forget and never will forget, she was stuck on repeat even in the worst moments making everything so difficult. You couldn't focus on anything else but the melody that Chaeyoung was. Would it even matter if everyone else just left you? You sighed and pulled your knees closer to your chest, hugging them as you buried your face in them. "Was there anything that I could have done differently to make you stay?" You tiredly asked, crying into your knees, your body shaking as you couldn't take the pain anymore. Your heart was clenching, trying to hold on to the pieces that it was getting shredded into. Your chest hurting and your ribs were suddenly constricting your lungs from being able to breathe normally.
"Didn't I tell you enough how beautiful you are? How good you are? How you are the kindest and purest person I have ever met? How your heart isn't made of gold but platinum since gold is fucking shit and gets ruined so easily? Didn't I say how much I love you enough? That you are my Rosie?" You sniffled and pressed your eyes more into your knees to let the material of your jeans soak up the tears. "I am forever going to miss you because I will always love you." You managed to look up again, sobs leaving your mouth one after another as you looked at the place where Chaeyoung was supposedly resting now. Weren't your arms enough for her? Couldn't she just rest in your arms until she would feel better again? You were so homesick without her arms around you and it made you wonder if she felt the same right now, the only time you felt somewhat better was when Jennie would hug you.
You used your sleeves to wipe your face, moving to reach for the flowers that were by your feet. "I bought you these...You always hated when I would buy you flowers, but still would always put them on your desk in your room and they would be there until there was no single petal left on them." You said with a chuckle, sniffling as you kept on wiping the tears away with your sleeve. "I wish I had bought you flowers more often though because I know that you secretly loved it...I might start doing it now, buy you flowers every week and give them to you." You heaved a sigh and moved to get on your feet. You looked at the flowers in your grip and with a deep breath you took a step closer to her, crouching down to put them on top of her gravestone with the rest of the flowers and other things.
"I love you Chaeyoung...I love you a lot. You know that a piece of my heart will forever belong to you, that way you will always have a piece of me. I didn't even have to make the promise to never forget you because whether or not I would make that promise, I would never forget you." You explained, your fingers gently running over the polished stone that was connected to the headstone. "You know...if it gets difficult up there just know that I am still always here for you if you need someone to talk to." You reminded her that even if she wasn't here you would still always be there for her no matter how far away she would be. Your arms were always open for Chaeyoung even when her body was cold and not possible to warm up again like you always did.
"I'm sorry for not coming sooner, I just couldn't bring myself to do so. I'm so sorry for leaving you alone for so long...I promise that it won't happen again." You said and with a shaky breath pressed your thumb against the stone to seal the promise like you two always did, your tears falling and hitting the stone, splattering like raindrops that hit the ground. Although your tears had more meaning to them than the rain did. "I love you Rosie...I will be back soon so you won't feel alone." You stood up straight and looked over her grave one last time with a heavy heart. It felt difficult to leave her although you knew that nothing would happen if you left her now, always thinking about how if you hadn't left that day then nothing of this would have happened. A piece of you was in that ground with your best friend.
The cemetery was so quiet and peaceful even if people came here to sorrow, to try and bury their grief together with their lost loved ones. Because of that Jennie was in tears, hearing you talk to your best friend the whole time, your voice reaching her and she hoped that it reached Chaeyoung too. She was quick to stand up and wipe her tears when you approached her. You rubbed at your eyes as you stopped in front of her, feeling like a vulnerable mess, ignoring the pain in your right hand that was bruised. Jennie grabbed your balled-up fists and looked you in your red and tear-filled eyes.
"You're so strong. I adore you so much, Y/n...I adore the person you are." Jennie confessed her adoration for you, being the person she adored the most and somehow amidst all your sorrow you felt your heart flutter. Your hand went up to her cheeks cupping them. "Thank you for being here for me...I don't think I would be able to get this far without you Jennie. I really don't think I would be able to." You confessed as you were deeply thankful for having Jennie. She hugged your waist and rested her cheek against your torso as you hugged around her shoulders.
You were going to continue keeping Jennie warm even if you no longer were able to keep Chaeyoung warm. You weren't going to give up on Jennie, she was the only light left in your life at the moment, the only thing keeping you away from getting fully swallowed by all the darkness. She was the only one keeping you warm right now, she was the little fire that you wouldn't let burn out just like she was making sure that the little flame left in you wouldn't fully die out.
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You were here for Jennie, you weren't sure if you would be sitting here at these bleachers if it wouldn't be for your girlfriend being part of the cheer team as the contest was taking place today. Two months ago you talked about this day with Chaeyoung and now you were sitting at the bleachers empty-handed together with your friends as your school's cheer team would be out soon. The cheer team were doing this to honour your best friend, but it was still difficult to sit here and watch. You knew how difficult it was for the girls on the team and the few guys that were on it too, they were for the first time in four years going to perform without their captain. Jennie had assured you that she was fine and to not worry about her, but you knew that she was hanging on by a thread today. That's why you were here. She would need you today just as much as you had needed her every day for the past two months.
You could feel how your heart started to beat in a heavier way, like when a steam train passes right by you and you can feel it below your feet. Hearing your heartbeat in your ears together with the familiar song. It was the song that Chaeyoung used for this contest exactly four years ago when she became the captain; it was their way to honour her, but you could only think of how you were here to support your best friend on her first big cheer contest as the captain of the team. All your memories were so vivid and you always broke inside at them. Hearing her name was enough to make you fall to pieces all over again.
"You got this in the bag Chaeyoung!" You exclaimed, trying to ease her worries slightly as she was nervous, this was her first big contest as the captain. It was a team sport, but still, a captain was still a captain and everyone was expecting her to shine. Plus the fact that she was 14 with a big audience like that made it just that much more nerve-wracking. "Do you think so?" She nervously asked as you two stood away from the team so you could have some privacy. She didn't want the rest to know how nervous she was, she only trusted you with this. "I've seen you guys practice and it was always great...I will treat you to nuggets if you guys win." You happily said and that seemed to make the girl get into her spirit, knowing that if nuggets were at stake then there was no way that she would allow anything to go wrong.
"Promise?" Chaeyoung said and held out her pinkie to you. With a smile, you hooked your pinkie with hers. "I promise and a milkshake." You promised, as you guys touched thumbs, she let out a small squeal and quickly hugged you, making you hug back. Something about having a friend that you were this close with made everything so weirdly nice. There was some sort of peace coursing through your smaller bodies and making everything else disappear. No nervousness, no fear, nothing like that was present and it felt like you were floating. "And I promise to do my best, especially as a captain." Chaeyoung exclaimed and you nodded. "You always do your best...but you should probably tell that to them." You said and gestured with your head towards her squad that looked like they were about to pass out.
They won that day and they did it three years in a row with Chaeyoung leading them, this would be her fourth regional contest and you bought her those nuggets and milkshake, it became a tradition. You took her to the small place after every contest that they won to eat nuggets.
The crowd erupted into cheers, making your ears ring as they finished. Your friends were on their feet, cheering for your school and Jennie did really great with the team. Getting on your feet, your eyes landed on Jennie, being able to see how her lower lip quivered and the tears cascaded down her cheeks, standing in Chaeyoung's spot as they were in the finishing pose; she was the girl's right hand, it was only right for her to be standing there. As they all were slowly starting to gather to get off the stage you made it through the crowd of people on the bleachers when Jennie quickly ran off the stage. Walking as fast as possible you reached the cheer squad, asking them where Jennie was; everyone on the team was comforting each other, their tears brimming their eyes and it was visible that this wasn't easy for them. They pointed towards their designated changing room as it wasn't taking place at your school and you took off towards it.
Everyone had moved on as you watched the students of your school applaud and cheer. The only ones that were still not fully over it were her friends that only tried to somewhat cheer for the team that didn't have its captain with it. Why wouldn't they have moved on? They didn't know Chaeyoung, she was just someone they passed in the hallways, she wasn't part of their lives while she was a big part of your guys' lives.
You knocked on the door and only got a sob in return so you opened the door, walking inside you closed the door after you and saw Jennie sitting with her face buried in her knees on one of the benches, her body shaking slightly as she continued to cry. God did you hate seeing her like that, you couldn't hold yourself together because whenever she would cry you would end up crying too, but you knew that you had to be strong just this once. She needed you. "Jennie...baby." You let out and the small whimper that came from her cracked another spot in your heart and you weren't sure how much more your heart would be able to take. Sitting down beside her, you wrapped an arm around her, making Jennie look up from her knees and seek comfort in your arms instead as she gripped onto your hoodie, wrapping both your arms around her body as she let you pull her into your lap.
"It's...all just now..." Jennie tried to explain through her sobs, but just ended up swallowing all her words, choking on them, and not being able to continue. She curled up into you more as she sat sideways in your lap, her knees pulled up against you. "It's sinking in now...I thought that I was ok now, but being out there without- without Chaeyoung...it just made it so hard to breathe, Y/n." Jennie cried into the crook of your neck and you felt your eyes water at her words, the mention of her name, it was all so much. "I could feel- I could feel that something was missing the whole time...and realized that it was Chaeyoung." Another whimper came from Jennie and she pulled more on your hoodie, burying her face in the material.
You both knew that the feeling of something, more like someone always missing would always be there now, but you two were never prepared for it to be that obvious. It was like losing a necessity and looking for it. Chaeyoung was someone important in your lives, it didn't matter if you knew her for 13 years or 3 like Jennie. The girl was such a big part of your lives and she suddenly wasn't here, meaning that a big part of your lives, a big part of you was just suddenly missing, simply gone and never coming back. "I feel like I disappointed her and the squad out there...there's no way that I will ever be able to lead anyone to victory, let alone lead as Chaeyoung did, Y/n." You could hear how vulnerable and insecure she felt right now, together with the pain and you could hear yourself in it all. Wondering how Jennie managed to comfort you so well at times like these.
"You have never managed to disappoint her Jennie, or the team...Chaeyoung- she-." You cursed yourself in your head as your voice cracked and you were starting to break down too. Feeling how your nose was prickling, making your tears fill your eyes in an instant because of it. "You're so strong for being able to go out there and lead the team for Chaeyoung, in her honour...She would only be proud of you, especially for being so strong." You spoke against her hair as you nuzzled your face in it, trying your best to make Jennie understand that Chaeyoung would never be disappointed in her. Your best friend always looked up to Jennie for how strong she was and she proved every day how much stronger she was than what you saw.
"She looked up to you, she saw you as a sister...someone who was always there for her and she could trust...she loved you so much that there would never be any room for disappointment, baby." You reassured her, rubbing her back gently when she got hiccups. "You weren't only her right hand on the squad, but outside of it too...she knew that you would make a great captain- that's why she chose you for that position." You pulled your face away from her and Jennie looked up from your hoodie, meeting your eyes. Her eyes filled with tears that ran down her flushed cheeks, her eyes were red and her lower lip started quivering again, the hiccups making it difficult for her to catch her breath.
You moved your one hand up to her face, using it to collect her tears, ignoring the trembling in your fingers as you looked at her. "You're so beautiful and talented...she loves you, they love you, I love you." You let out, caressing her cheek with your thumb, a lump in your throat as you felt a few tears managed to escape your eyes, but your beautiful girlfriend was quick to wipe them for you. You leaned forward and placed your lips on her forehead, leaving a lingering peck as she calmed down with every heartbeat that was slamming against her ribcage from all the emotions that were going through her mind and body. Jennie closed her eyes at your lips against her skin before she felt you rest your forehead against hers, her hand coming around your nape as she scratched gently. "I love you so much Y/n." Jennie let out a whisper and connected her lips with yours.
You were on your way to Chaeyoung's practice as usual after being done with yours, pushing the double doors open that led to the field. Your eyes landed on the cheer squad that was busy with practice- including Chaeyoung who hadn't ran away this time- so you made it to the bleachers where a few others were sitting, joining your friends. Your eyes just scanned everyone for a second, but stopped on the new face that was a part of the practice, realizing that it was the new girl that changed to this school two weeks ago. Although your gaze switched away from her and you looked to your side when you got nudged. "Who is that? I haven't seen her before on the team." Your friend Namjoon asked as he was waiting for one of his other friends that were part of the cheer team too, being a year older, 16 and you 15- a year above you- he didn't know that there was a new girl in the class below his.
"Uhm she's new in class, she started two weeks ago and I guess she got on the team." The guy hummed and nodded, you saw as he fought back a smile and you knew that he was onto you already since your voice never held a quiver when you would talk, but now it did when you talked about the new girl. You somehow managed to find yourself crushing on the girl and you haven't even told Chaeyoung yet- you were going to, but you assumed that she already figured it out because you were always so obvious and she knew you so well. "What's her name?" He asked instead and you glanced over at the field to see them slowly finishing up. "Jennie." Namjoon patted your back and stood up, giving you a wink. "Well, good luck." He said and your lips parted at that, but you didn't get to say anything as he walked down the bleachers, greeting his friend as the practice was over.
If he figured it out within a few minutes then Chaeyoung knew already for sure. You stood up from your spot and saw Chaeyoung already walking towards you. "You did great...well, from the few minutes that I saw you were great." You said and the blonde smiled big. "Great to know that I am good at stretching, Y/n." Chaeyoung said with a giggle since she saw when you came out on the field, which was when they were finishing up and stretching their limbs. You chuckled and shrugged, your eyes momentarily falling behind Chaeyoung to see the new girl- Jennie- packing up her bag while talking to a few girls. Even if your gaze moved away for a split second, Chaeyoung caught it and looked where you had looked before looking back at you.
"I think you have something to tell me...something along the lines of having a crush on the new girl." She teased you and you opened your mouth to say something but puffed out your cheeks instead before releasing your breath. You gave her a bashful nod. "Are you two friends?" You questioned and your hands found their way into your pockets so you wouldn't start fiddling with them as you tended to do that when you were nervous, fiddling with whatever came in reach like your clothes or bracelets or anything else. "Yeah, we're quite close actually...Want me to ask her if she wants to hang out with us today?" Chaeyoung suggested and saw the hope in your eyes as you looked up at her. "Could you? I'd like to get to know her but there's just no way that I will get the guts to ask her myself." You smiled when she gave you a nod before she pulled you with her towards Jennie.
Thanks to Chaeyoung you have an amazing and loving girlfriend. You've known her for three years now and been in a relationship for two, but it felt like you have known each other for so much longer. You were grateful about this every day, and you were so thankful for Chaeyoung, knowing that without her you would never be where you are right now, with Jennie who you loved and adored. Chaeyoung had given you so much and assured so that you were happy and you felt like you had failed her, not sure if you had managed to give her back enough.
It felt like the wind got knocked out of you like you were hit by a bullet train when you stepped inside Chaeyoung's room. It was cold. Why would it be warm if there was no one there to keep it warm? Her smell still lingered in the air and you clenched your jaw to stop your tears, you really didn't have the energy to cry more. You didn't want to cry much more, you came here for some sort of peace and acceptance, not to cry, but it was easier said than done. You weren't sure where to look for your peace in her room, you weren't sure if there was much peace in this room where her sister found her dead. You weren't even sure if peace with this was possible because all your life Chaeyoung was part of that peace.
Deciding to fight the force that was trying to pull you back so you wouldn't enter further, you stepped further into your best friend's room. Everything was left the same as when they found her. Her family couldn't bring themselves to move a single thing. Your breathing got heavy and everything felt so gloomy, it felt like there was a storm inside of you with dark clouds and heavy rain, the wind that blew so hard in your face that you couldn't breathe properly. You stopped by her desk, her things had started to collect dust and your fingers ran across the white wooden desk, picking up some of the dust on the way before stopping by the framed picture. You picked it up and looked down at it. It was a more recent one with you, Chaeyoung, Jennie, Lisa, Jungkook and Namjoon. The dust on the glass got wet and you quickly wiped your eyes as your tears came without a warning.
"See, I told you that this was a terrible idea." Namjoon complained and you scratched the back of your neck as you looked around the place. "Stop yelling at my baby." You stopped scratching your nape and wrapped your arm around Jennie's waist when she walked up to you. You gave Namjoon a smug look, having your girlfriend on your side. The guys tsk'd and looked around, hopelessness in his eyes. "Your so-called baby got us lost in the middle of the woods." He pointed out and you two looked back at the groaning behind the taller guy to see Jungkook who had tripped over a root that was sticking out of the ground. "You idiot." Namjoon let out and held out his hand for the guy that was on the grass. "You owe me a new pair of jeans, Y/n." Jungkook said and dusted off his pants, seeing a small green stain on his left knee.
"I don't owe you shit, you tripped yourself." You defended and he huffed at that. "And to be fair, I just wanted to be nice and show Lisa the waterfall." You continued and sighed, looking around and realising that Lisa wasn't in sight and neither was Chaeyoung. You came up with the idea of taking everyone to the waterfall that you had once discovered but you must have forgotten the way to it because you did not find it and ended up walking in the middle of the woods. The three caught up to what you were looking for and realised too that the two were missing. "Well...You lost the person you wanted to show this to." Jungkook deadpanned since you wanted to especially show this to Lisa as she was an exchange student and wasn't going to be able to see this any other time.
Suddenly you saw the blonde hair you knew so well behind a pair of bushes before her voice echoed through the whole forest, the birds that were nearby scattering to find a new and quiet place. "Hey! We found the waterfall!" Chaeyoung called out and you saw her wave you guys over as she jumped so you guys could see her more clearly from behind the bushes. "You tried." Jennie comforted and patted your back before taking your hand and dragging you to walk with the other two. "I was actually just about to take that turn and-." You got cut off by Namjoon who smacked your head when you were trying to lie your way out of it, the rest of your sentence just getting swallowed back down. "Quiet, Y/n...I rather listen to nature." He said and you rolled your eyes at that.
You smiled as the four of you made it to the other side of the bushes to see the waterfall you had been talking about. "It's really beautiful." Chaeyoung said and Lisa beside her hummed, you sent Chaeyoung a knowing look when you saw the two brushing their fingers against each other, knowing that they were tingling to hold hands with each other but were too nervous to do it. You and Jennie were the same at first. "Yeah...I need some memories of this place." Lisa happily said and showed her camera that she had hanging around her neck. "Here's a great rock Lisa...Just saying if you want a group photo." Jungkook subtly pointed with his head at the rock that would work as a tripod of a sort.
You placed back the framed picture of you guys by the waterfall. You had so many memories with Chaeyoung, but you weren't sure if they were enough. Taking in a shaky breath, you blinked away your tears and looked towards one of the walls she had in her room. Making your way to it as it hurt to walk around her room. It was as if there was poison in the air that occupied her room and you were breathing it in and slowly dying. You looked at all the polaroids on the wall, all those memories you wondered if she took with her to her grave. It all made you realise that time was the most expensive luxury in the world.
You could point at any of the photos and tell exactly what happened on that day, you remembered every day with Chaeyoung and you were so scared that you would forget them now that she wasn't here. They ranged from when you two were five to 18, then there weren't only pictures of you and her, but others too as she always cherished all her friends and family. Although your eyes had to do a double check when you looked at the folded piece of paper that was pinned to the wall in the middle of all the polaroids, your name was written on it and you frowned. Sniffling, you reached for it as it just didn't make sense for it to be there with all those polaroids. You removed the pin and pinned it back into the wall after taking the piece of paper.
The piece of paper looked like it had been ripped out of a lined journal as you unfolded it, letting your eyes scan over it. You stopped, realizing what it was and the air felt even thicker and more poisonous now. Clutching the piece of paper in your hand you turned around and walked over to Chaeyoung's bed. The lump in your throat was getting painful as you sat down in her bed and leaned against the headboard. It felt so weird to be sitting in it and you reached for the plushie, putting it in your lap as you hugged it and rested your chin on top of it. You closed your eyes, the paper still in your hand as you inhaled the smell of Chaeyoung that lingered on the plushie that you gave her when you two were seven and she had kept it all this time. Knowing that you had to face reality you looked up, your tears already staining the plushie as you with your trembling hands unfolded the paper again. Reading what it said as it wasn't just a piece of paper but a note.
I hope it didn't take you too long to get a hold of this letter that I left for you Y/n.
I first want to say that; I really hope that I don't have to be sorry or apologise for my choice. I hope no one is angry with me and if anyone is, I hope they won't stay angry for too long. I hate when people are upset or angry, smiles always suited everyone much better than scowls. Y/n, your smile always made me smile so I hope that you won't cry for too long because I rather look down at you and see you smile than be sad.
I was thinking about this for over three years now, I just couldn't leave you Y/n, not until I would help you find someone who would be able to be there for you like I always was. Finally that someone came into your life, that's why I want you to cherish Jennie the way I cherished you and you cherished me because I know that she will be able to be there for you through your whole life since I won't be able to be there for you in person anymore. My presence will always be with you though even if it's not in person, I will always be watching over you to make sure that you stay on the right path without me right by your side. I think you will be able to realise that you have found a best friend in Jennie too and not just your lover. I know that you have because I saw it with my own eyes. You two are each other's halves now.
I know that I promised to stay forever. I am going to keep that promise and stay forever by your side even if it's not in person.
I know that it's always possible to feel better but I don't want to feel better when I know that any second I can just fall back down to the bottom where I was a second ago. I also doubt that it is possible to go back to my old self and if I lost my old self, then I don't wanna keep going. It's the old me that everyone loves, it's the old me that I loved and I just can't seem to accept or love the person I am now.
I can't see myself doing all those things that are meant to be done when you grow up. College, work, relationships, starting a family or anything along those lines. And even if I can do them, I don't want to do them, not like this.
I haven't been feeling too well for the past three years. I could have told you, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. I didn't want you to sit and worry about me every night because I know that you would do just that. I knew that there was no going back for me Y/n and even if there would be, nothing would feel the same anymore. Please don't blame yourself for anything and don't think that you did something wrong. You kept me going for these three years and I didn't think I would be able to stay that long but I did, but there's only so far a torn car can go.
I can only apologise for not having a good explanation for why I did what I did. I know it sounds complicated, but it really isn't Y/n, and we have always been honest with each other and I will be honest with you in this letter.
My will to not want to live is so strong that it's hard to find words to describe it. But I shouldn't have to explain why I want to die so badly because it's simple, I just want to die. I can't apologise for that, Y/n and I am really hoping you will understand.
That day, you gave me everything I needed for the last time before I would leave.
You gave me my last laugh. My last smile. My last cry. My last memories. My last hug. My last words. My last 'I love you'. My last promise.
You gave me all those things that I wanted to experience with you one last time in one day. You are the best person I have ever been with, ever met. There was never anyone that could have replaced you, done anything better than you or treated me better than you. Nothing you did could have been done better. I love you Y/n and always did, but unfortunately, even you aren't making it hard for me to leave this time. I wish it wasn't like that, but I have lost myself a long time ago, I don't know who I am anymore or maybe this is who I am, but I just can't accept the person I am now. You always loved me for who I was, I just wished that I would be able to love myself the same way too.
This is no one else's fault but mine. Don't blame yourself or anyone else, Y/n/n.
Aside from those hard times, I went through, amidst all that and before it, you always created great memories with me. I cherish all the things we did together and I hope you will cherish them for us for the rest of your life.
Please, don't stare at the sunsets for too long to find me because I am right by your side whether you feel it or not. I am right there by your side, holding your hand through it all like always. Please, keep all the promises we made, especially the last two we made that day and never forget me. I hope you can let me keep on living through you, through your memories of me, that way I will never die. Some people do live forever, they live on through you and won't die, you decide when they die by either remembering them or forgetting them. I hope you won't let me die fully.
I promise to be safe wherever I end up and put in a good word for you to God if it is heaven. Stay safe for me Y/n, keep Jennie safe and the ones close to you too. Love everyone unconditionally just like you loved me. Keep on living your life and don't hold back because time won't stop. Take my advice one last time, I can see that Jennie is the one, pursue a future with her because I know that you two will keep each other happy.
I love you Y/n, you're the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for. You're special to me and always will be. Thank you for making me happy when I thought I couldn't be and thank you for giving me so many great memories.
From: Chaeyoung, your Rosie.
You clutched onto the paper in your hands and buried your face into the plushie, crying in pain and nothing else. This was what you needed in the end, this is what made you realise the truth, that your best friend was no longer here. You never failed her. She loved you all this time, but there was nothing anyone could do to change the outcome of things.
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"I came just like I promised you Chaeyoung." You stated as you made yourself comfortable on the grass in front of Chaeyoung's grave. This time you weren't clutching the flowers in your hand, but you placed them in front of your feet. "I bought you flowers again, just like I said that I would..." You trailed off and bit your lower lip, smiling as you looked at the picture of her by her name. The girl smiling back at you and it felt all warm and fuzzy this time. "I found your letter to me last week and I just want to thank you for always being there for me." You spoke and fiddled with the grass you sat on. You let out a sigh and closed your eyes, letting the sun warm you up as it was slowly setting, but it was still keeping the cold from getting you.
Opening your eyes again you looked past her grave and at the sky, watching the sunset with a little chuckle. "I know that you told me not to look for you in the sunsets, but I just can't help myself at times...It just feels like I might see you in them." You explained as you still would catch yourself gazing at the sunsets whenever you would see one. It felt like Chaeyoung was right there then and you always looked so the moment would last a bit longer. "You aren't here anymore, but I am grateful that you were here for the time that you were...I'm just happy that I met you even if I wish that we could have spent more years together...I will learn to fully accept it as it is, for you and everyone else, Chaeyoung." You said and pulled on the grass straws, taking in a deep breath, you could smell the grass and flowers around you this time, even the sunset had a smell to it, and you could smell the warmth that it created.
Taking another deep breath, this time you could feel your lungs expand as the air reached you and wasn't heavy at all. It was all so light and fresh, it felt nice to be able to breathe again. It was as if someone was holding you back the whole time from all these things until you would learn to accept everything. Maybe it was Chaeyoung since she hated whenever you would be crying all miserable. "I want to assure you that I am going to keep all the promises we made, the last two ones we made that day too and I will never forget you...I will let you to continue live through my memories." You assured her. You were no longer waiting for answers from her because everything was already answered for you. You could let Chaeyoung get the peace she wanted, she could finally rest as you let her do so.
"I thought that you would want to know that no one is angry about your choice and you don't have to be sorry about what you did. I was never angry with you, but myself although after reading your letter, you assured me that I didn't have to." You leaned forward and placed your hand over the gravestone, running your fingers over the polished stone with a small smile. Removing a few small leaves that were resting on it and whatnot. Living life was much easier now that there weren't as many why's in it. Not only could Chaeyoung have her peace now and rest, but so could you.
"You know the plushie I bought you when we were seven, yeah...I kind of took it with me and I hope you don't mind although Jennie keeps on stealing it in the middle of the night in her sleep...She then wakes up and says that she thought that it was me that she was hugging." You said with a grin and looked again at the picture, meeting her eyes that were even glimmering in the picture. The sunset kept warming you up and it was just how Chaeyoung's hugs felt. You were about to say more when you felt something furry nuzzle into your arm that was resting behind you as you leaned back, holding yourself up with your arms. Looking at whatever it was that was rubbing against you to see a small tuxedo kitten. You moved your hand and picked it up, the kitten letting you do just that and you placed it in your lap.
"What're you doing here?" You questioned and looked to see that it didn't have a collar, inspecting quickly to see it was a girl. She purred and you placed her back down in your lap, petting the kitten as you looked at her. "You're so cute." You cooed and pouted at the tiny kitten as she was so cuddly, reminding you of Chaeyoung who always clung to you for hugs and cuddles. The feline made herself comfortable in your lap as she lay down with you scratching her head. "I'm gonna keep on coming every week to visit you and talk...I really don't want you to feel like you are alone." You spoke to Chaeyoung after looking up from the kitten. There was just one thing that would never sit right with you even if you moved on and kept on living your life. There would always be one thing that would always bug you. That there would always be a presence missing no matter how much time would pass.
"I still think that it's ok to miss you even if I am supposed to move on with life." You stated as a matter of fact, there was no way that you would ever just not miss her. You moved the kitten out of your lap, placed it beside you and grabbed the flowers. "Oh come on." You complained when the feline attacked them, pulling off a few petals so you pushed her away as she didn't seem too fond of flowers. Getting on your feet, you ignored how your shoelaces were being tugged at and your shoes probably getting ruined by the claws and you put the flowers on the gravestone. "You're the bestest friend I could have ever asked for Chaeyoung, I love you." You said and felt how your eyes got a little warmer, closing them to compose yourself and stop yourself from shedding tears. "Be safe and I will be too." You let out a shaky breath and smiled at her one last time.
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"Jennie, I swear she followed me all the way from the cemetery." You defended as you held the kitten in your arms, standing right by Jennie's door after entering her room to get a bunch of questions thrown your way about why you had a cat with you. You used your finger and rubbed her nose, her paws gripping onto your finger as she licked it. "So you just...brought her inside with you?" Jennie asked confused as she looked at you holding the kitten, you hummed and shrugged your shoulders. "It's the cat distribution system...I think Chaeyoung reincarnated as a cat. Let's name her Rosé." You said and walked past Jennie who looked a bit baffled as you had inadvertently adopted a kitten just now, well, it was more like the kitten adopted you as she chose you. You were suddenly convinced that this was your best friend reincarnated as a cat because they were quite similar in behaviour.
Jennie got on the bed and crawled over to you as you sat with the kitten in your lap. "You really think that it's her?" Jennie questioned, curious and joined in on petting the feline that was purring, enjoying the moment very much. None of you ever crossed over the possibility of reincarnation and that it's real. Somehow it felt light to think that this could as well be her, it was comforting even if it didn't necessarily have to be true. You would like to believe that it is true. "I'd like to think that it is." You mumbled and Jennie's hand came down to yours, grabbing it as she caressed it with her thumb. "Then it definitely is...I don't think you would mistake your best friend." You chuckled at her words and she could feel how her whole body warmed up as you were finally smiling again without any tears in your eyes or pain in your voice. She could hear and see that you had come to terms with things and found peace.
You looked up at Jennie when she cupped your face and you both leaned in, connecting your lips for a sweet kiss that was no longer filled with salty tears. "I love you." You spoke against her lips and she hummed. "I love you." She said and attached her lips back to yours, but it didn't last long when you pulled away and hissed in slight pain when you felt claws dig into your thigh. Jennie laughed and you pulled Rosé away from you, holding her up as you gave her a look. "I think we should establish some rules here when it comes to the bedroom and Rosé...Cause I don't think any of us, including her, will be comfortable if she's in here when she shouldn't." Jennie stated and you hummed in agreement, a big smile on your face.
You were going to keep each promise and let Chaeyoung continue living through your memory, never forgetting her and always loving her. She was always going to be your best friend and a part of your life. Nothing would ever be the same, but nothing does ever stay the same in the end, whether she would be here or not.
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passenger | jennie
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kinktober day 3: car sex
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pairing: kim jennie x female reader
word-count: 5.2k
genre: romance, fluffy smut
warnings: swearing, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, the inherent awkward manoeuvring of car sex, some real fuzzy emotions
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summary:
Settling herself down into the space next to you, she draped the blanket over the two of you, shifting closer ever so slightly when it proved not quite big enough to cover you both easily.
…You know, if you’d had to guess where this night would take you, snuggling up with Kim Jennie under a blanket wouldn’t exactly be your first thought.
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“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Those were Jennie’s first words when she got into your car, her expression cold as she tried to manoeuvre her dress skirts inside so that she could close the car door without trapping them.
Amazingly, despite the rain beginning to pour down outside, she looked incredibly put-together. You’d only really met her a few times – maybe enough to count on two hands – but she always seemed so chic and well-dressed. Designer clothes, perfect hair, and just that…like, aura of elegance.
You didn’t know Jennie particularly well, but when you got the call just after midnight from Rosé that Jennie needed a lift home and the situation was, quote, “really not good”, you didn’t hesitate to make the hour-long journey to her.
You had expected her to be at some kind of house party, or some kind of typical date location – like a restaurant, or something. Not a black-tie gala hosted at a hotel so grand and towering that it made your eyes water just to look at it.
Still, you knew Jennie ran in slightly different circles from you and Rosé. Maybe this was a typical Friday night for her.
You didn’t hesitate to start driving, pulling out of the hotel courtyard with as much speed as you could get away with – but you couldn’t deny the vague flicker of unease in your gut.
“Bad night?” You asked, keeping your eyes on the road.
Jennie didn’t reply.
You continued, trying to keep your voice light. “Like, ‘the food was gross and my foot got stepped on’ bad, or…you know, ‘police report’ bad?”
Jennie sighed, folding her arms over her chest. “Just…people being assholes. No laws broken, I just…didn’t want to be there anymore.”
Slightly reassured, you let the subject drop and continued to drive on in silence.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Jennie rummage through her clutch purse, draw out her phone – and promptly sigh. “Do you have a phone charger port in here?”
Phone charger port? Your car still had a tape deck. Phone charger ports were a little beyond your budget.
“No, sorry,” you said, glancing over at her. “Do you need one?”
As soon as the words left your mouth, you realised how dumb they were – a realisation only compounded by Jennie’s slow blink at you as she held her dead phone.
“…That was a stupid question,” you mumbled, turning back to the road.
Jennie had the grace not to respond verbally, but her facial expression was enough.
You made the resolution there and then that, for your own pride, it was probably best to keep your mouth shut in front of the pretty girl for the rest of the journey.
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That resolution lasted all of twenty-five minutes, ending dramatically when you found yourself stuck on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere and your back wheels stuck over half a foot deep in mud.
You stood there, outside, staring at the wheels in disbelief as rain just bucketed down from the heavens and drenched you. You barely felt it, a little numb with shock and the pervasive thought of just…what the fuck?
You’d tried everything, but there was no way you were getting out of this without a tow.
Reluctantly, you looked back towards the front of the car – where you could just about see the silhouette of Jennie in the passenger seat, her body turned and leaning over the seat to look back at you.
Shit. This was not your night.
Well, to be fair, it was definitely not her night either.
Putting on a brave face, you squared your shoulders and headed back to the driver’s side, pulling open the car door and wincing slightly as your soaked clothes made contact with the fabric seat.
“Uh, so the car is like stuck in that mud,” you explained, trying your best to keep your voice light. You grabbed your phone from where it had been resting in your cupholder, giving you something to look at that wasn’t Jennie’s face. “We’re going to need a tow truck, I think, so let me just…”
With such a – and you say this lovingly – heap of junk for a car, you had the good sense to save the number of a roadside assistance company in your contacts.
That good sense was wasted, however, when you tried to dial the number and were immediately met with a ‘call failed’ message.
No service.
Of course.
“OK,” you said, lifting your phone up as high as it could go and trying to call again, just in case – but to no avail. “There’s no signal here. I can try walking around when the rain stops to find some, and–”
“We’re in the middle of nowhere,” Jennie pointed out. “There’s not going to be signal for, like, miles around. And…”
She trailed off, attention turning towards the window. Without your car’s headlights, you knew it would be completely pitch-black outside. You briefly imagined trying to stumble around in the middle of the night, the ground still slick with rainwater and mud, and your stomach immediately knotted with dread.
Jennie sighed. “Wait until morning, at least.”
Morning?
Morning was still several hours away, which was a very long time to be stuck in a car with someone you barely knew.
To make matters worse, you were starting to shiver. Your wet clothes were clinging to your skin, growing colder and colder with every passing minute. There was a spare change of workout clothes in the gym bag on your backseat, but there was a very obvious problem with changing clothes right now.
“You look freezing,” Jennie noted, eyebrows raised as you tried not to visibly shudder from the cold in front of her. “Is there, like, anything in this car that you can use to dry off?”
“I mean, I’ve got…I’ve got some other clothes,” you admitted, jabbing a thumb towards the bag behind you.
“Maybe you should put those on, before you get pneumonia.”
“I mean, I can, but are you OK with…I mean, I should probably make sure that you’re–”
Jennie rolled her eyes. “I’m fine. Believe it or not, I’m capable of turning around while you’re getting changed.”
You wanted so badly to defend your reluctance, to press your argument further, but you managed to bite your tongue. You awkwardly clambered over the centre console and through the gap between the front seats towards the back, thankfully managing to avoid contact with Jennie as you did so.
With one last glance towards Jennie, just to make sure she was fine with this and facing the other way, you began to peel off your wet t-shirt.
Aware that undressing in complete silence – especially when that undressing involved a long, protracted struggle with wet clothing – would be horrifically awkward, you cleared your throat and tried to make conversation. “So, what’s up with the big fancy party in the middle of nowhere?”
“It was this fundraiser thing. Work-related,” Jennie explained. “One of our biggest donors owns that hotel, and they offered to host. What about you?”
You paused, one arm out of your shirt, confused. “What about me?”
“What were you doing around here, if you were close enough to give me a ride back to the city?”
“Uh…” you trailed off, unsure of what to say. “I wasn’t?”
“What? You were at home?” Jennie asked, her tone incredulous.
“Yeah?”
She paused, seemingly at a loss for words. “That’s…wait, how far is that? An hour away?”
You didn’t know how to answer that. What should you have done? Downplay it?
You watched Jennie tilt her head, and when she spoke again, her voice was a little softer. “…Rosé said you were nice.”
Your face warmed, unused to compliments. You stalled for a second by taking off your shirt entirely, tossing it onto the driver’s seat. Reaching for the dry t-shirt in your gym bag, you managed to reply with a shrug. “Yeah, I like to think I am, I guess.”
“Maybe too nice,” Jennie pointed out. It wasn’t accusatory, not at all, but it was almost like a warning. Like a piece of advice.
You thought this over, putting on the t-shirt. “…Nah. I’m the perfect amount of nice. Everyone else should step up and get on my level.”
To your surprise, Jennie laughed. Kind of. Her version of a laugh was apparently a soft exhale through her nose, but you caught the way her cheekbones lifted for the briefest of smiles.
You cringed at the feeling of peeling off your wet jeans, throwing them away to join your shirt on the driver’s seat, and pulled on the thick, comfy pair of sweatpants instead. They were a little worn, maybe, but so soft. After suffering in those soaked clothes, they felt like heaven.
Now that you had solved the wet clothes issue, you took a moment to assess the situation the two of you had found yourselves in.
Staying the night in a car was not exactly ideal. The biggest concern was security, but in this regard, you were somewhat reassured. Your car might have been ancient, but it was big and sturdy, with strong thick windows you could barely see out of, let alone into. Nothing was getting in.
The next biggest concern, and one in which the solution was less obvious, was how the fuck you were going to stay warm. You couldn’t keep your engine running forever, which meant eventually, the heaters were going to have to turn off.
You might have been fine with your new clothes, but Jennie’s dress wasn’t exactly built for cold weather. You looked it over for a moment, how bare it left her arms, her shoulders, her delicate collarbones. She’d probably get so cold, even if she did look…
An idea suddenly came to you, and after a second of rummaging around in the dimness of the overhead light, you found what you were looking for, folded up and hidden away in one of the footwells. “Hey, Jennie?”
She turned around, eyes dropping for a second to note your new clothes, before bringing them back up to your face. “Yeah?”
“You want a blanket?” You asked, grabbing the item in question and extending it to her.
Her gaze shifted towards the blanket, brow furrowing. “You have a blanket in your car?”
“Yeah, it’s from…” you paused, debating whether it was worth telling the whole story, and decided you might as well. “I went on this star-gazing date thing with this girl who was super into astronomy a few weeks ago. The date kinda fizzled out, but the views were nice and the blanket was warm. I just forgot to take it out of my car.”
“Oh,” Jennie murmured, pausing for a second. Then, she reached for the blanket, taking it and drawing it over her shoulders. It was big enough that she could bundle herself within it, and you couldn’t help but smile as she took a moment to do just that, her hands pulling it tight around her.
It was…honestly, kind of cute, which was something you definitely didn’t expect to come from someone as cool and sophisticated as Jennie.
“It should be nice and warm,” you said, brightly. “It’s super thick.”
“Yeah, it’s fluffy,” Jennie murmured, almost to herself.
“I just figured you’d need it. I’m going to turn the engine off soon, so it’s going to be freezing in here.”
Jennie looked over at you. “Wait, do you have a blanket too?”
“I’ll be fine,” you said, with a shrug.
Jennie made a face. “Again, like I said, you’re too nice. This is your car, and your blanket, and you’re going to spend the whole night freezing here without it. Stop inconveniencing yourself just for others.”
You frowned. “It’s not an inconvenience, you just need it more than I do.”
“Your hair’s still wet.”
“You’re wearing spaghetti straps.”
“Fine, we’ll just share the blanket then,” Jennie declared with a huff, like it was no big deal. Before you could even react, she was already tossing the blanket onto the backseat. “Do you want me to turn the engine off now? It’s already been running for ages.”
You blinked, still thrown by this sudden news of blanket-sharing. “Uh…yeah, I guess?”
You watched her lean over and turn off the ignition, retrieving your keys easily. The car engine, once a comforting steady hum of background noise, fell silent, as did your heaters.
Now, there was a strange air of quiet as Jennie made her way through the gap to join you on the backseat – and how the hell did she manage to make the journey over the centre console look that smooth?
Settling herself down into the space next to you, she draped the blanket over the two of you, shifting closer ever so slightly when it proved not quite big enough to cover you both easily.
…You know, if you’d had to guess where this night would take you, snuggling up with Kim Jennie under a blanket wouldn’t exactly be your first thought.
You weren’t quite touching, but you could feel her warmth, the unmistakable sign of just how close she was, just almost within reach.
You cleared your throat, trying to collect your thoughts before they wandered into more dangerous territory. “So, I don’t think I’ve ever heard how you and Rosé became friends?”
The corner of Jennie’s lip turned upwards into a half-smile. She reached up to her artfully arranged hairdo, began to carefully remove the hairpins holding it together, and talked as she did so. “We went to high school together. I only joined halfway through the year, and my English still kind of sucked. She…took me under her wing, I guess.”
“That’s really sweet.”
“Yeah. She’s always been great with things like that. With people,” Jennie said, before looking down at the blanket, and she shrugged one shoulder. “And I’ve just always been the bitch.”
You jerked upwards a little, affronted on her behalf. “I’ve never thought you were a bitch, Jennie.”
She removed another hairpin, and made a thoroughly unconvinced noise. “Pfft.”
“I haven’t!”
“Yeah, well…” she paused, eyeing you for a moment. “There’s not exactly many of you.”
“Well, screw what everyone else thinks,” you said, unable to stop yourself from raising your voice just a little. “They didn’t see you at Pride.”
“Pride?”
“Yeah,” you said. You remembered it clearly, even now, two years later. It was Rosé’s first time going to Pride after coming out, and she was so nervous. And then Jennie had turned up, sunglasses on and stone-faced - with a little Etsy-sourced handmade ally flag pin on the lapel of her Chanel jacket, and waving a pocket-sized rainbow flag in solidarity. “That’s always what I think about when I think of you. How good of a friend you were to Rosé that day.”
Jennie blinked at you, her face completely slack with surprise. You felt your stomach drop just a little, and you couldn’t tell if you’d said something wrong, or if maybe you’d said something perfectly right.
After a long moment, Jennie turned away, frowning. “…You really are too nice.”
You sighed, leaning back against the seat. On a whim, you shuffle just the tiniest bit closer, just so you can properly envelop yourself within this blanket. “I’m really not. I shouldn’t be, anyway.”
Jennie didn’t reply to that. Instead, she looked up at the roof of the car, and you pretended that you didn’t notice the brief second she bit her lip in thought. “So, I’ve never really asked, but…are you and Rosé a thing?”
You were caught off-guard by this question, but not by much. This wasn’t the first time you’d been asked something along these lines, and you were sure it wouldn’t be the last. “Nope. Just friends.”
“OK. And are you going to stay just friends?”
“Yeah, that’s the plan,” you remarked.
“It’s just…I figured that since you both like girls, and you’re really close…”
Jenny might have trailed off, but you could catch the gist of the sentence pretty easily – and you were determined to give a definitive answer to such an open-ended question. “
“No. She’s great, I love her but…you know, you don’t have to be into someone to love them. It’s like your dude friends, right? They like girls but that doesn’t mean they want to bang?”
Jennie’s expression faltered, and for a brief moment, you caught a flicker of emotion in her eye. “I wish.”
Those words were edged with something, and you realised you might have stumbled onto something a little too personal.
“Have you ever had a girlfriend?” Jennie asked, and you were so startled by the sudden question that for a moment, you forgot all about that fairly obvious change in subject.
“…Yeah. Not many,” you admitted, but you weren’t particularly filled with guilt or shame or anything like that. Just a vague sense of embarrassment for your younger self, but that was pretty standard. “I’m always busy with school and stuff.”
With what was apparently the final hairpin removed, Jennie made quick work of the hair tie keeping her hair in such a perfect bun. Her hair – long, black, smooth, shiny – fell around her face, framing her perfectly. “What’s it like?”
“Um. Nice? I haven’t really dated-dated dudes, but I found that girls usually understood me a little more. The ones I’ve dated anyway. They could pick up all my little emotional tells. Intense, maybe. You can get very attached very quickly.”
“Hmm.”
“Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” Jennie said. She opened her mouth like she was going to say more, closed it quickly, but there was a lingering thoughtfulness in her eyes. Like she was thinking very hard about something.
“What is it?”
“…I think…uh, well, it’s something I’ve…” Jennie sighed, frustrated at her uncharacteristic stumble with words, and tried to simplify it. “Girls are pretty.”
“They are.”
“And…some of them are more than that.”
“Yeah, quite a few.”
“Some of them are…” Jennie trailed off, looking at you. “You know, some are…”
You waited for her to finish her sentence.
She didn’t.
Instead, she leaned forward suddenly, and kissed you square on the mouth.
You barely had time to think, frozen, and she withdrew almost immediately.
“Oh, God,” she lamented, burying her face in her hands. “I’m so sorry.”
You couldn’t even respond, wordless from shock.
Jennie kissed you?
Jennie kissed you.
Jennie – like, Jennie – kissed you.
…Huh.
“You don’t have to apologise,” you said, words slowly coming back to you. “It’s fine.”
She made a face – or, you thought she did, it was hard to tell through her hands – and muttered back. “No, I…I didn’t even ask, at the very fucking least, let alone…ugh.”
She sharply turned away, curling in on herself. Even from this angle, with her back to you, you could tell she was hoping for the ground would swallow her whole.
And still, from the glimpse of her cheek in profile, you thought you could see a blush.
You swallowed, looking down at your hands, trying to seem cool and composed as you shrugged. “You can ask now, if you want.”
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Jennie still. She turned, slowly, fixing you with the wariest of looks. “…What?”
You glanced over to her, trying your best to stay calm despite the way your heart was starting to pound, and repeated. “You can ask now if you want.”
Jennie stared at you for a moment, silent.
And then…
“Can I…” she paused, the pink of her cheeks darkening even more, but she managed to stay strong. “Can I kiss you?”
You swallowed. “Yeah. Yes. Yes, you can.”
She leaned forward – and paused, just for a moment. The briefest moment in which to double-check one’s actions, to decide just what exactly one should do, and to change course if needed. Jennie paused for all that time, and still chose to follow through and kiss you again.
This time, you were ready. You met her halfway, one hand lifting up to cradle Jennie’s face. The kiss was sweet, tender, and when you pulled away to breathe, she chased after you tenaciously to reconnect.
Her lips were soft, full, and you couldn’t help but want to run your tongue along the bottom lip, just a little.
Not yet. Let her adjust, let her get used to….
You felt her hand find your waist under the blanket, and you shivered at the feeling of her fingertips just brushing the sensitive skin below the waistband of your sweatpants.
Taking that as an encouragement to start exploring, you let your hand wander from her cheek to her jaw, to the softness of her hair. You let the little strands wind around your fingers, combing through it, and you murmured against her lips. “Fuck, you’re so pretty, Jennie.”
Jennie didn’t respond in words, but instead by pressing her lips to the soft skin under your jaw. You closed your eyes, letting your head fall back against the seat, and your breath left you shakily.
Her other hand found your thigh, pressing down slightly as she used it to support her own weight, to move even closer.
You were sat there, back pressed against the seat, legs parted, Jennie’s mouth on your neck, wishing for her to take notice and climb onto your lap, maybe slide that hand upwards underneath your shirt, maybe–
And then it hit you.
You stilled, muscles tensing, and you tried to pull away. “Jennie…”
She made the softest whine, protesting, and you had to very purposefully grip her by the shoulder and gently but firmly push her away before she realised just how serious you were being.
“Jennie,” you breathed, voice still uneven. You tried to stay firm, even in the face of her newly mussed hair, in the pink of her cheeks and the parting of her lips as she drew much-needed breath. “Jennie, you’re…you were upset tonight. I don’t want to–”
“No, I wasn’t,” Jennie argued, her gaze dropping to your lips.
You swallowed. “You were. Maybe this isn’t the best idea right now.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t…I don’t want to take advantage, if you’re feeling–”
“You’re not.”
“Jenn–”
“You’re not,” she repeated, insistent, and there was an unmistakable edge to her tone. Frustration, maybe? Anger? “Because I’m not upset, I…”
She paused, sighing bitterly, glancing upwards as she debated something.
“…Look, you want to know what happened tonight?” Jennie said, finally, jaw set with a determination to prove you wrong. “One of my guy friends asked me out. I turned him down, the fucking nicest way I could, and he still made a huge scene over it. My ex was there, they got into a whole thing, and I didn’t want to be there anymore to witness their dick-measuring contest. That’s it.”
She took a deep breath, as you tried to absorb her words, tried to wrap your head around this information, and continued with a new vulnerability in her voice.
“It didn’t upset me. It…it embarrassed me, sure. It fucking pissed me off, definitely. But it didn’t upset me. You’re not taking advantage just because I was in a bad mood. Was, because then we started talking, and…”
She glanced away, not quite brave enough to finish that sentence, but you could fill in the gaps yourself. Something – some warm feeling – bloomed in your chest.
“So, if you don’t want to, that’s fine,” Jennie finished, squaring her shoulders, keeping her head held high as she stared you down directly. “But don’t pin it on me. I know what I want.”
You held her gaze for a moment, saying nothing.
And then, silently, you rested your hand on the curve of her hip, and watched the way her chest swelled with a surprised intake of breath.
“And what do you want?” You asked, voice very purposefully light, even as your thumb began to trace circles into the thin fabric of her dress.
Exhaling, slowly, Jennie let herself relax into your touch. “…More of that.”
“Yeah? What else?”
“You to kiss me,” Jennie said, bold, defiant.
You smiled, blinking innocently. “Kiss you where?”
The memory of her reaction – the way her face flushed, the way she almost choked on her own breath, the swallow that made her throat bob – would burn itself into your mind, never to be forgotten.
This time, it was you who initiated the kiss. You let your tongue run over her bottom lip, just as you’d wanted, before turning your attention elsewhere – the pink of her cheeks, the long column of her neck, the collarbone you’d been trying your best not to stare at the moment she got into your car.
You looped an arm around her waist and gently, carefully, pulled her onto your lap – not quite all the way, just enough for your thigh to slot itself comfortably between her legs.
“This is such a nice dress, Jennie,” you noted, running one hand up her side, from hip to waist to just brushing the side of her chest before coming up to her shoulder. Carefully, you hooked your index finger under the thin strap of her dress, letting it fall just off the shoulder.
You pressed a kiss to where it had once been, then a little lower. Then, a little lower again. And again. Slowly, carefully, giving her plenty of time to stop you if she wanted. She didn’t, and when your mouth finally found its way to her breast, she let out the quietest little sigh.
It was becoming very obvious that Jennie wasn’t wearing a bra. You’d thought maybe she could have been wearing a strapless one, but no, it was becoming increasingly clear through the thin material that she absolutely was not. When your lips closed around her nipple through the fabric, Jennie’s hand found itself curling around the back of your head, and she let herself…press against your thigh.
That could be fun, you thought idly, getting distracted by Jennie’s first whimper when you let your teeth scrape against her. It could be fun to let Jennie ride your thigh.
Except there was something in you that wanted something a little more…hands-on. Maybe, just maybe, deep down, you’d admit that you wanted to show off a little.
So, you pulled away from her breast to press your lips to hers once more, bringing your left hand up to cradle her jaw.
And with your right, you let it slide under her tangle of dress skirts, and gently rested it on her bare knee.
“Is this OK?” You asked, pressing a little peck to the corner of her mouth.
“Only if it doesn’t stay there,” Jennie mumbled, tilting your head with her own hands to resume kissing.
Just as she wished, you very slowly slid your hand up her leg, along the soft and sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Jennie rolled her hips against your thigh, just once, impatient, but you didn’t rush yourself. This was half the fun, letting the anticipation build.
A fucking rush of satisfaction filled you when you felt just how wet Jennie had gotten for you. What an ego-boost it was, to run your fingers over where she and your thigh connected, to feel the damp lace against your fingertips, to hear Jennie breathily accuse you of teasing.
With another kiss, this time open-mouthed and against her neck, you pushed her underwear to one side and found her clit with the pad of your thumb. You rubbed circles into it, slowly, just to test what she might like.
Jennie moaned, loudly, her head falling forward. Her mouth was so close to your ear, allowing you to hear every single little catch in her breathing, every choked noise, everything, as you began to learn her body. She was sensitive, she liked it slow, and she especially liked when you murmured her name. You learned how to tell when she wanted something, when something was too much, how the muscles of her thighs tensed and clamped down at just the right balance of almost ‘too much’.
Your free hand drifted to the curve of her ass, squeezing slightly as you gently lifted her up – giving you just enough space to slip your middle finger inside of her.
“Fuck, Jennie,” you breathed, as she groaned and rocked backwards onto your hand. Before long, you could add your ring finger – and with the smallest repositioning of your hand, you made sure that with every motion, your thumb would drag across her most sensitive spot, and you felt the breath that punched its way out of her chest when she first discovered this.
You could make her come like this. And what’s more, you realised, you could make her come like this easily.
But there was something else that tempted you, an image that refused to leave your mind.
Why not leave it up to Jennie?
“You want me to keep doing this?” You asked, breathless, pausing to kiss the underside of her jaw. “Or do you want my mouth? It’s up to you, baby.”
The endearment slipped its way out of your mouth before you could stop it, but Jennie didn’t seem to mind. You watched her struggle with the decision, eyes dark and dazed with lust, biting her lip.
“Are you…” Jennie began, before pausing to let out another choked moan, eyes squeezing shut for a second, “…good?”
There was no way to answer that question without sounding like you were bragging, so you settled for a semi-sheepish grin. “Haven’t had any complaints.”
Jennie exhaled shakily, and nodded. “OK. Mouth, then.”
Carefully, you moved Jennie off of your lap, laying her down on her back across the backseat. You couldn’t deny that your new position, kneeling between her legs, one of your feet jammed in one footwell, the other leg awkwardly pressed against the edge of the seat, was cramped – but it was so, so worth the noises that forced their way out of Jennie’s mouth when your tongue brushed against her clit.
Fuck, it was so worth it. It was worth all the confined space and awkward manoeuvring that sex in a car provided, it was worth the hour-long journey, it was worth getting stuck in the mud and the inevitable wait for a tow truck and the freezing cold of the night, because all of it brought you Kim Jennie grinding up against your tongue, close to sobbing as she finally unravelled, coming with a sharp cry and thighs clamping down around your head.
You let her ride it out, watching her shake as she came down from the high, hooking your arm around her thigh as you turned your head to press a kiss to the soft skin there.
It took a few minutes, the car perfectly silent except for the heavy breathing coming from both of you, almost in unison, and the heartbeat pounding in your ears.
Until, finally, Jennie managed to push herself up to a seated position, chest still visibly rising and falling with every breath. She took in the sight of you, letting her head loll to one side against the headrest, and she gave you one of her little half-smiles.
“I never thanked you for driving all the way out here, did I?”
“No,” you replied, slowly, trying to keep yourself from smiling back.
Jennie reached out, offering her hand to you.
“Then, get up here and show me how to.”
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Tangled Hearts
Rosé x F!Reader
Warnings: mentions of abuse
Word Count: 3k
A/n: 💃🏼
Requested
My breaths came in ragged gasps, the rhythm matching the frantic beat of my heart as I dashed through the narrow, shadowy alleyways. Tears blurred my vision, the sting of the cold night air biting at my cheeks as I stumbled over uneven pavement. Fear pulsed through me—not just from the chilling wind but from the haunting memories that urged me to flee, to escape the suffocating grip of my abusive family.
It had taken every ounce of courage to slip away from their watchful eyes, to evade the torment that had been my everyday existence. The opportunity arose in a moment of reckless determination—I seized it, not knowing where it would lead, driven only by the desperate need to break free.
Each step felt like a desperate plea for freedom, carrying the weight of leaving behind the only life I'd ever known. My sobs merged with the distant sounds of the city, a symphony of chaos that mirrored the turmoil within me. Amidst my panic, there lingered a fragile hope—a belief that somewhere beyond these alleys, a chance for a new beginning awaited, a haven away from the pain and torment that had become my reality.
Exhausted, I stumbled onto a quieter street, leaning against a cold brick wall, clutching the worn fabric of my jacket. Tear tracks painted my cheeks, and my eyes, a mix of desperation and determination, scanned the unfamiliar surroundings.
I sat huddled in the alleyway, my head buried between my knees, tears mingling with a chaotic mix of sadness and relief. Amidst the suffocating darkness, a voice sliced through the night's silence, breaking into my desolation.
"Hello?"
Another voice, calm and cautious, attempted to dissuade the first. "Chaeyoung, I'm sure it's nothing. Let's go; it's dark."
"No, it might be an animal that's hurt," Chaeyoung insisted, her footsteps drawing nearer, their echoes reverberating against the walls.
The sudden flood of light made me flinch, the beams illuminating my distraught form. A gasp followed, and then the concerned voice spoke again, a blonde girl whom I now knew as Chaeyoung. "Oh my god, are you okay?"
Tears continued to stream down my face, my voice barely a whisper as I choked out my response. "No."
"Oh my god, Oh My God! Jennie, come here!" Chaeyoung's voice rose in urgency as she summoned someone named Jennie. Panic threaded through the atmosphere as I heard Chaeyoung instructing Jennie to call for an ambulance.
My heart raced, fear and anxiety intertwining as Chaeyoung's concern collided with my desperation. "No! Don't call anyone, please!" I pleaded, my voice tinged with urgency.
Chaeyoung's worried gaze softened, a reassurance lacing her words. "Hey, it's okay. No one's going to hurt you, I promise. I'll be by your side. We just need to make sure you're okay health-wise."
Her words held a soothing quality, a fleeting comfort in the midst of chaos. I studied her face, her features resembling that of an angel, an angel meant to rescue me from the darkness that had consumed my life. "What happened? Why are you here?" Chaeyoung's gentle voice broke through my thoughts.
The memories clawed their way back, causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. "I-I ran away from my abusive family," I confessed in a hushed tone, the weight of my confession heavy in the chilly air.
"Do you want me to call the cops? You have evidence of abuse. And you don't need to worry because my family are lawyers," Chaeyoung offered, her determination evident, a glimmer of hope for justice in her words.
"You would do that for me? A stranger?" I questioned, the disbelief evident in my voice.
Chaeyoung extended her hand towards me, a warm smile gracing her lips. "Hi, my name is Park Chaeyoung, or Rosé, or Rosie. Take your pick."
Tentatively, I reached out, shaking her hand. "My name is Y/n Y/Ln, nice to meet you," I murmured softly, feeling a glimmer of gratitude spark within me.
"See? Now we aren't strangers. Let me help you," Chaeyoung reassured me, her words carrying a sincerity that echoed through the alley.
With a determined nod, Chaeyoung rose to her feet, extending her hand for me to grasp. I hesitated for a moment before accepting her offer, allowing her to help me up. As I stood, I felt a sense of newfound strength, a flicker of hope ignited by this unexpected encounter.
"Chaeyoung, the ambulance is here!" Jennie's urgent voice pierced through the night.
Rosé gently guided me out of the alley, away from the darkness that had been my refuge moments ago, toward the ambulance. The flashing red and blue lights cast an eerie glow, triggering waves of anxiety within me, but I fought to stay composed.
The EMTs conducted a thorough check-up, their verdict necessitating a trip to the hospital for further assessment. Fear laced my voice as I gripped Rosé's hand tighter, seeking reassurance in her presence. "Wait, Chaeyoung, come with me?" I asked, my nerves palpable.
"Of course," Rosé replied without hesitation, her unwavering support a beacon of comfort in the chaos.
She glanced at Jennie, concern etched on her face. "Will you be okay?" Rosé's concern for her friend was evident.
"I'll be okay, take care of her," Jennie assured us with a smile directed at me, offering a moment of solace before the doors of the ambulance closed, enveloping us in a cocoon of urgency.
As the ambulance began its journey to the hospital, Rosé remained by my side, her presence a lifeline amidst the uncertainty that lay ahead.
The doctor's words echoed in my mind, a stark reminder of the scars both visible and hidden. "Ms. Y/Ln, you have all the signs of abuse. Would you like to charge your family? I will give you time to think," the doctor's voice lingered, leaving a weighty silence in the room as they departed.
My hands instinctively covered my face as I wrestled with the gravity of the choice before me, Chaeyoung's reassuring presence a constant beside me.
"In my opinion, I do think you should sue them and throw them in the slammer," Chaeyoung spoke with a blunt honesty, her unwavering support evident in her words.
A shaky sigh escaped me, the weight of years of torment and anguish palpable in that moment. "You're right. I've dealt with this all my life. If they are still walking around, then I can't rest until they are gone," I confessed, determination firming my resolve as I made a decision that promised both liberation and closure.
The weight of that decision settled upon my shoulders, but with Chaeyoung's unwavering support, I felt a glimmer of hope—a belief that justice, however daunting, was within reach.
"I'll have my father deal with your case, do not worry, okay?" Chaeyoung's voice carried a reassuring tone, her gaze soft as she looked at me.
"Thank you, Chaeyoung, for everything so far. I don't know how to repay you," I confessed, worry starting to creep in about the looming financial burden.
Her response was swift, laced with kindness and understanding. "No need to repay me. I wanted to help. If I didn't, I would not be here right now," Chaeyoung reassured me, emphasizing her genuine intentions.
The concern about the financial weight lifted momentarily, but thoughts about owing her still lingered. "And no need to pay me back, I have enough money to cover it," she added, addressing the unspoken worry about the costs.
Her words were a balm to my anxieties, and her unwavering support a lifeline in my darkest hour. With Chaeyoung's assurance, a weight I hadn't realized I'd been carrying began to lift, replaced by a sense of immense gratitude and relief.
Time passed, marked by the resounding closure brought by the courtroom proceedings that saw my family held accountable for their actions. Chaeyoung graciously opened her home to me, insisting it was "our" home, a safe haven where comfort and warmth enveloped me. Hank, her dog, became an unexpected companion, our bond forming effortlessly. Chaeyoung mentioned that Hank usually took his time warming up to people, making our connection all the more special.
While getting to know Chaeyoung on a deeper level, I discovered her status as a pop star. The revelation left me feeling inadequate, like I didn't belong in her world. But she laughed away my doubts, assuring me that my presence in her life was warranted, that I deserved to be there. Her kindness and acceptance pierced through my insecurities, slowly mending the fractures in my self-worth.
As our days intertwined, my admiration for her grew, evolving into feelings that I dared not vocalize. Being a pop star, I understood the potential for scandal, and I kept my burgeoning emotions carefully concealed, not wanting to disrupt the tranquility of our shared space.
As the evening settled in, Y/n found herself seated in the cozy living room, a warm mug of tea cradled in her hands. Chaeyoung, perched across from her, held a similar mug, the room bathed in the gentle glow of lamplight.
"Chaeyoung, can I ask you something?" Y/n ventured, her voice laced with curiosity.
"Of course, Y/n. You can ask me anything," Chaeyoung replied, her warm smile encouraging Y/n to continue.
"I've always wondered... what's it like being a pop star?" Y/n asked, her gaze curious yet hesitant.
Chaeyoung's smile widened, a fond glint in her eyes. "It's a whirlwind, that's for sure. There's the excitement of performing, the rush of being on stage, and the incredible connection with fans. But it's also demanding, with constant schedules, public scrutiny, and expectations."
Y/n listened intently, a newfound admiration evident in her eyes. "That sounds both thrilling and challenging."
Chaeyoung nodded. "It is. But what about you, Y/n? What are your dreams, your passions?" she inquired gently.
Y/n hesitated for a moment, her fingers tracing the rim of her mug. "I've always loved art. Drawing, painting... it's my escape, my way of expressing things when words fail me. I dream of having my own gallery someday, a place where people can find solace in art like I do."
Chaeyoung's eyes lit up with genuine interest. "That's beautiful, Y/n. Your passion for art shines through."
They sat in a comfortable silence, the air filled with an unspoken understanding and newfound appreciation for each other's dreams and struggles. The vulnerability shared in this moment deepened their bond, weaving an invisible thread of understanding and support between them.
The gentle hum of the evening enveloped the room as Y/n and Chaeyoung sat by the window, the city's lights twinkling in the distance.
"You know, Chaeyoung, I've been thinking," Y/n began, her gaze fixed on the stars peeking through the dark canvas above.
"About what?" Chaeyoung's attention shifted from the cityscape to Y/n, her curiosity piqued.
"It's strange, isn't it? How we met in that alley, and since then, it's like our lives have been intertwined in ways I can't fully explain," Y/n mused, her voice tinged with wonder.
Chaeyoung nodded in agreement. "I've felt it too, Y/n. It's like there's an unspoken connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can comprehend."
Y/n's eyes held a hint of fascination. "Do you believe in fate, Chaeyoung? Like, the idea that some things are just meant to happen?"
Chaeyoung contemplated for a moment, her gaze thoughtful. "I do, actually. Sometimes, it feels like the universe conspires to bring certain people together, weaving a red thread of destiny that connects their souls."
Y/n's breath caught at the mention of the red thread, a concept she had read about but never fully grasped. "The red thread of fate... I've heard of that. It's said that two people connected by this thread are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance."
A quiet reverence filled the room as they contemplated the possibility, unaware of the subtle forces at play in their own lives. They shared a moment of silent acknowledgment, a silent understanding of the profound connection that bound them together.
Little did they know, the invisible red thread of fate gently wound its way around their souls, guiding them closer to a truth neither of them fully comprehended — the depth of their soulmate connection.
After a few days had passed, the park emerged as a serene haven, basking in the gentle golden hues cast by the sun upon the vibrant greenery. Y/n and Chaeyoung strolled side by side along the winding paths, embraced by the soft rustle of leaves and the distant echoes of children's laughter, which painted a picture of tranquility.
The air carried a sense of peace as they walked, the weight of recent conversations lingering unspoken between them. The evolving emotions, wrapped in an invisible embrace, danced on the verge of acknowledgment.
"It's beautiful here," Y/n remarked, stealing a glance at Chaeyoung, who nodded in agreement.
"It's my favorite place to clear my mind," Chaeyoung admitted, her gaze drifting over the scenic landscape. "Nature has a way of bringing calmness amidst chaos."
Y/n nodded, appreciating the serene beauty surrounding them. "It's like a sanctuary, especially after everything that's been happening."
A comfortable silence settled between them, the unspoken thoughts and emotions weaving an invisible thread, connecting them in a delicate balance between friendship and something more profound.
"Chaeyoung, about what we discussed..." Y/n's voice held a note of uncertainty, a hesitant attempt to navigate the uncharted territory.
Chaeyoung turned to face her, her eyes reflecting understanding and warmth. "Yes?"
"I value our friendship immensely. I don't want anything to change between us," Y/n confessed, her voice tinged with a blend of apprehension and sincerity.
Chaeyoung reached for Y/n's hand, intertwining their fingers with a reassuring smile. "Our bond is precious, Y/n. No matter what happens, that won't change."
Their entwined hands spoke volumes, carrying a silent understanding amidst the evolving emotions that intertwined their hearts.
The gentle rustle of leaves accompanied Y/n and Chaeyoung as they wandered through the park, the late afternoon sun casting a warm glow over their surroundings.
"Chaeyoung, I've been wanting to talk to you," Y/n began, her voice tinged with both nervousness and gratitude.
Chaeyoung turned to face her, a soft smile encouraging Y/n to continue.
"I just... I want to thank you. For everything," Y/n started, her eyes filled with sincerity. "For taking me in, for being there during the hardest time of my life, for helping me with my family. I don't know what I would've done without you."
Chaeyoung's expression softened, a glint of warmth in her eyes. "Y/n, you don't have to thank me. Helping you was never a burden. You're important to me."
A faint blush colored Y/n's cheeks as she gathered her courage. "There's something else too... I've been feeling this way for a while now, and I've been afraid to say it, but I can't keep it inside anymore."
Chaeyoung's gaze was filled with anticipation and gentle encouragement.
"I... I've fallen for you, Chaeyoung," Y/n confessed, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "I never expected it, but my feelings for you have grown stronger each day."
A soft gasp escaped Chaeyoung's lips, her eyes widening in surprise and then softening with tenderness. "Y/n, I... I've felt the same way. I've been trying to find the right moment to tell you."
A moment of shared realization washed over them, the air thick with unspoken emotions finally set free.
"Thank you for trusting me enough to share this with me," Chaeyoung spoke softly, her hand reaching out to gently cup Y/n's cheek.
Their unspoken feelings, now laid bare, seemed to solidify the invisible bond that had grown between them. As the sun set behind them, it seemed to cast a golden hue upon the newfound depth of their relationship, painting a picture of hope and possibility.
Their declarations hung in the air, charged with a mix of nervous excitement and affection. Y/n, emboldened by the depth of her emotions, stood on tiptoes, cupping Chaeyoung's face tenderly with trembling hands.
With a mix of apprehension and longing, Y/n leaned in, her lips meeting Chaeyoung's in a tender yet passionate kiss. Standing on tiptoes, she bridged the height difference, the sweet embrace starting as a gentle exploration, a cautious expression of emotions that had been silently brewing for so long.
But soon, the sweetness of the moment took over, and the kiss deepened, carrying the weight of unspoken feelings. Their connection ignited, a spark of familiarity amidst the unknown, the tenderness of the gesture blooming into something more fervent and heartfelt.
As their lips melded together, it was as if time itself had slowed down, allowing them to savor this newfound closeness. Y/n's heart raced, the passion and tenderness of the moment overwhelming her senses, while Chaeyoung reciprocated with a gentle ardor.
When they finally parted, a soft blush painted Y/n's cheeks, and a shy smile tugged at Chaeyoung's lips. In that moment, they shared a silent understanding, a newfound depth to their relationship, wrapped in a cocoon of affection and warmth, despite the height difference.
Their moment held an air of quiet intimacy, the park around them seemingly echoing the sentiments of their hearts.
"Fate brought us together," Y/n whispered, her voice barely audible yet filled with profound emotion.
"You're my soul mate, Y/n," Chaeyoung whispered back, her words carrying a gentle certainty, love shimmering in her eyes.
In that serene setting, their eyes locked, the weight of those words settling upon them like a warm embrace. It was a shared acknowledgment, an unspoken understanding that their connection ran deeper than chance or circumstance.
The gentle breeze carried with it a sense of affirmation, wrapping around them as if to affirm the bond they shared. For in that moment, amidst the tranquility of the park, they both felt the invisible thread of fate weaving its way around their souls, binding them together in a tale of love that transcended time and space.
Hand in hand, Chaeyoung gently led Y/n. "Let's go home," she whispered, her eyes reflecting an affectionate certainty. As they walked, an invisible red thread seemed to guide their steps, binding their souls and leading them to a sanctuary where their hearts found solace—in each other. In this tranquil moment, their connection, woven by fate's red thread, promised a future blooming with shared love and endless potential.
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request: breeding kink jennie, getting punished in public with remote vibrator. rewarded by being filled up multiple times
pairing: jennie x gp!reader
genre: pure smut
warnings: public play, public orgasm, unprotected sex, breeding kink
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“Oh my god,” Jennie whispered as the two of you walked through the mall. You could see her struggling to control yourself, and it was turning you on quite a bit. You had to consciously prevent yourself from getting too hard. After all this, was supposed to be Jennie’s punishment.
You were able to control her, every step of the way. It was simple--she had a remote vibrator resting in her panties, applying however much stimulation you controlled it to.
That also meant that she needed to walk around in public without letting the rest of the world know that she was constantly teetering right on the edge of an orgasm. Which was a lot harder than it sounded, just because you knew all the best patterns for driving her crazy.
“How much longer?” she hissed, her voice jumping on the last word as you increased the intensity for just a moment.
“Until I don’t feel like it anymore,” you told her. That was the only answer she was going to get. Because this was her punishment for being a brat, again.
“I think I’m going to cum,” she whined as the two of you walked. You could tell that her legs were starting to shake. “Please...”
“You can handle it,” you said. “You want it, don’t you?”
“Yes... but...!”
You shook your head. “No complaining. If you take it like a good girl, I’ll reward you when we get home.”
She gripped your hand tightly. “I can’t last much longer, it’s so much!”
You shook her head off. “Walk in front of me.”
She looked at you with wide, surprised eyes. “W-what? Why? Why can’t I walk next to you?”
You smirked. “I thought that was obvious. It’s because I want to watch you have an orgasm in public.” And your finger twitched on your phone, turning the vibrations up again.
Jennie squeaked, unable to stop herself, but she could tell that you weren’t joking. So she quickened her pace and sped up, so that she was now walking in front of you by a decent amount, enough for you to really see how your punishment was affecting her.
She was walking slowly, her fists clenched, clearly so desperate to keep herself under control. But you knew that she wasn’t going to be able to last more than a few moments longer.
And there it was. You couldn’t hear her, but you new that she had just gasped to herself. Her knees locked, and she almost toppled over, but she steadied herself on a nearby pillar and remained standing.
You caught up to her a few seconds later to see her leaning on the pillar, panting hard, and little bit of sweat visible on her forehead as you powered the vibrator down. “Feeling better?” you asked her.
She nodded, her eyes wide.
“Good girl,” you said. “I hope you’re ready for your reward.”
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You had decided on her reward before the two of you had even made it home. You didn’t tell her what it was, of course. Half the fun was the anticipation.
And it was going to be a real reward. Something that she was definitely going to love. And you were going to love giving it to her.
As soon as the two of you got home, Jennie starting pestering you about the reward. “I was so good!” she insisted. “I deserve it! And I want it right now!”
You lifted an eyebrow. “I thought we talked about your brattiness,” you said. “Do you need another punishment already?”
She shook her head quickly. “That’s right,” you said. “Because only good girls get rewarded. Now get naked and get ready for your present.”
You were pretty sure that she had never stripped that fast in her life. Her clothes were scattered all over the ground in mere moments. Meanwhile, you leisurely pulled off your clothes, placing them on the floor and finally revealing your rock hard erection.
Jennie looked at it hungrily. She opened her mouth, but you stopped her. “Oh no,” you said. “This is all for your greedy pussy. I’ve been saving it all up for you.”
Her mouth dropped open and you knew right then and there that the two of you were never going to make it to the bedroom. Jennie grabbed you and pulled you on top of her, right there in the middle of the floor. “Fuck me,” she demanded. “So hard, please, fill me up!”
You didn’t make her wait any longer, instead plunging deep inside her, deep enough to feel your balls press against her body. She gasped, unable to speak from the sudden rush of being filled. “That’s not all I’m going to be filling you up with,” you purred into her ear.
You had intentionally not let yourself cum for several days, just so that you could give her an extra large load. Or two. Or more.
You began to thrust into her, deep and hard, making each stroke count. She wanted your cum inside of her, you could feel her trying every tactic she knew to milk it out of you. What she didn’t know was that you weren’t going to be stopping with just one.
“Take me,” you growled into her ear. “All of me. Every inch.”
“Yes!” she cried out. “I need it! I need you! Cum for me, cum in me, fill me up!”
“God, yes, Jennie,” you managed to say as you felt the orgasm approaching. “Are you ready?”
“Give it to me!”
And you did--unloading, again and again, rope after rope of your cum deep inside her, completely buried in her pussy. She gasped in pleasure as she felt it filling her up, and she clung tighter to you as you remained inside her, even when you were finished.
“So... good...” she murmured, when you had finally finished.
“Was it?” you asked, your voice taking on a more dominant tone. “Good. I hope there’s more room inside you... because I’m going to fill you up again.”
“Oh my god,” Jennie breathed.
You hadn’t gone soft. Not with her perfect body against yours. And you knew you weren’t going to, not until you had filled her once, maybe twice more.
“By the time I’m done with you,” you promised, “you won’t be able to walk.”
Jennie couldn’t speak. She was just looking at you with pure lust all over her face.
“Are you ready?” you asked.
But you didn’t give her a chance to respond.
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"Little Souvenir"
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• Boss! Lalisa Manoban x Fem Reader •
Synopsis: When the sun meets the moon, a forbidden romance that blossoms in the blink of an eye, what will she choose? Business or the girl she loves
Warning: Smut 18+, MDNI!, Cursing, Pet Names, Age gap, Smoking, Romance
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• Inspired by "Souvenir" Selena Gomez •
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Lalisa company was one of the most famous companies in Thailand, they sold real estate and built them all over the world, but the amount of money she earned never confused her, she did not brag about being a billionaire, she believed that it was not the money that made the other person good, it is the heart and respect that make someone good in her eyes, life started to bore her, everyday work, interviews, business meetings, travels, filling out papers, she started to notice that in her life there was a lack of someone who would change her life, someone who would love her, she went on dates with many guys, but it ended in failure, she didn't know that her new employee would turn her world upside down and it would be you
There were rules in the company that had to be followed, she found out that her long-time employee had forged papers and caused the company to incur high costs, Lisa was an understanding person who always gave a second chance, but it was something too big and serious to be forgiven, every day there were more and more applications and CVs of people willing to take up a new position, looking through all the information she didn't find anyone interesting, until she finally came across your CV, the papers of a young girl who was looking for a job where she would finally be appreciated, you were a student of construction techniques, you knew everything related to it, she was surprised by the number of awards and diplomas included in your application, despite your young age, she decided that you would be a perfect fit for a job in her company, she immediately called her secretary to her office, the woman came to her right away, entering in with a smile
How can I help Mrs. Manoban?
She looked up at her from under the papers, picked up a few pieces of paper in her hand and stood up from behind the desk, heading towards the older woman with a slight excitement written on her face
I found the perfect candidate for a vacant position in our company, she is young, educated and talented, I want her
She handed the papers into her hand with a slight smile, the secretary took them in her hands and bowed, ready to leave
I will call her today and send an e-mail with a job application, will I be needed for anything else?
She stopped halfway back to the desk and spun around on her high heels
No, that's all I needed, thank you
The secretary left, leaving her alone, she sat on the corner of the desk, thinking about how you might look and whether her choice was really good among dozens of other candidates, her black suit fit perfectly on her long shapely legs, her pants emphasized her perfect model figure, small waist, round breasts, hips, full pink lips, smooth pale skin that felt like silk, beautiful dark eyes that reflected the sun visible behind the glass windows of her office, she was a woman that everyone wanted, but her heart was waiting for someone who was already on the way
You were an ambitious person who had your own dreams, working in a large company, getting away from your hometown that started to overwhelm you, you were ready to give up everything just to finally be happy, you were coming home after classes, tired from the whole day of being around people, while you were walking you heard your phone call it was ringing in your pants pocket, you took it out quickly, not recognizing the number, you answered it, heard silence for a moment, until finally a woman's voice rang out
Mrs. Y/N? I'm calling about your job application at Lalisa Manoban company, the boss has considered your CV and information collected about you, you have been selected as a new employee at our company located in Bangkok, are you still interested?
You were speechless for a moment, wondering if you really heard the secretary's words correctly, you blinked a few times and finally spoke back
Yes! I mean, sorry for shouting... the answer is yes, I will gladly accept the offer and sign the contract, but how can I get to the other side of the world so quickly? I don't have a ticket -
Your voice was quickly cut off by the secretary and her soft chuckle on the other end of the phone
Ticket ? Our private plane will arrive for you in two days, taking you straight to the airport in Bangkok, from where our boss's private car will pick you up and take you straight to the company, there will be a card waiting for you to the apartment, which is also paid for by the company, do you have any other questions ? You will find other important information in the e-mail I send
Hearing all this, you thought you were dreaming and that what was happening and what the older woman was saying were your imagination, you smiled broadly, refraining from squealing with happiness
I think I know everything, thank you for calling me and accepting me into the company, I hope I will do well, thank you for giving me the opportunity
The woman said goodbye to you in a formal way and hung up, you put the phone in your pocket and started to feel happy to yourself, you ran towards your house to start packing, you only had 2 days in which you had to pack all your most important things, you wondered what can the boss of the company be like, two days passed faster than you thought, you were already on your way to the airport in Bangkok, the trip was quite pleasant and calm apart from the turbulence, you decided to sleep for the rest of the hours
Lisa entered the company quite nervous, she found out at the last minute that the driver was stuck in a traffic jam and wouldn't be able to pick you up on time, she approached one of the employees
Are you sure that the driver won't make it to the airport? Is there no one else who could get there faster on time? It's her first time here, the airport is huge, something might happen to her if she gets lost, I can't make such a bad first impression on a new employee
The secretary sitting at his desk shook his head no, seeing that his boss was nervous and stressed, after a while he came up with an idea, but he was afraid to propose it right away
The only fastest way to the airport is from our company, and the only person free now is...you Mrs. Manoban
He was afraid that he would get a warning or be yelled at for his stupid idea, but he was surprised to see a slight smile on her face
You're right, I'll just go pick it up myself, I have my own private car which I came with today and the way from the company to the airport is much shorter, thank you for your help!
She shouted after herself, running towards the exit of the company, she took her keys out of her purse and immediately got into her black car, which was shiny new from a distance, she immediately set off on the road, knowing that she would be perfectly on time
She was waiting for you at the exit of the airport, she was leaning against her car, she knew she would recognize you from the crowd, you were a foreigner, there weren't many people from other countries here, she was looking around for you with her hands in her pockets out of stress, she was unscrewing a small box between her fingers the cigarettes she carried with her, she smoked only when she was stressed, but this time she refrained, knowing that she was in a public place and waiting for someone new on whom she wanted to make a good impression
You left the airport, looking around for someone from the company, your colorful suitcase was eye-catching, you heard a delicate, beautiful female voice behind you that gave you chills, you turned around
Y/N right?
She found you with her eyes among the crowd of people, she laughed under her breath when she saw the colorful suitcase, but she experienced shock and surprise when you turned towards her, she looked at you as if you were the only person standing next to her, her eyes sparkled with a small spark inside, her heart start to pund instantly faster
Yes, and you?
You asked her, not sure who she was, you bit the inside of your lip, seeing a beautiful mature woman in a long leather coat, a tight black turtleneck and tight jeans that emphasized her curves, you saw that she was wearing expensive designer high heels and a handbag, after a moment you realized who she could be woman standing next to an expensive car
My name is Lalisa Manoban, nice to meet you, my driver was supposed to pick you up but he got stuck in a traffic jam on the way, since I had some free time I decided to pick you up from the airport
Your eyes opened wider when you heard her name and surname, there was a woman standing in front of you who had built and created one of the best companies in the world with her own hands, you had respect for her, but you didn't know that the woman would turn out to be the 7th miracle from heaven
I'm very sorry for using "you" Mrs. Manoban, I didn't mean to seem disrespectful
You bowed slightly towards her as a sign of apology, she smiled slightly in response and placed a hand on your shoulder in a friendly gesture
Call me Lisa, I feel old when people keep calling me Lady, feel comfortable around me, I haven't bitten anyone yet
You smiled to yourself, hearing her words, she easily picked up your suitcase and put it in the car, you were surprised when she opened the car door for you, the woman behaved better than many men, you knew it would be hard for you to stay away from her, you got inside, thanking her for opening the door, she got in behind you and drove away from the airport, you saw something fall out of her coat pocket, you picked up a pack of cigarettes from the floor
Do you smoke ?
She took the package from your hand and placed it gently inside her pocket, she looked to the side, looking straight into your eyes, her gaze was hypnotizing
I didn't, I only smoke when I'm stressed, it's not very often, I don't like seeing my pictures in the newspapers with all kinds of stupid headlines, as if a woman couldn't smoke, couldn't be a mechanic, couldn't drink, the stereotypes of the world are really strange, luckily I have it deep somewhere
You shook your head, the smile didn't leave your face, your new boss was feisty, fresh and youthful, she was a really wonderful and funny person, now you were sure that you wouldn't be able to stay with her for too long, something was drawing you to her more and more each day
A few long weeks had passed since you started working in her company, overnight you were promoted to a higher position, everyone around you liked you for how honest and real you were, they saw that since you appeared in their boss's life she started to be happier, you made her feel good every day, everything changed thanks to a business trip that the two of you went on, she trusted you as an employee so she appointed you as an assistant in her work, you started to feel something towards her, something you started to be afraid of and even deny, you didn't know that she started to feel the same, you both hid from each other that you had caught each other's eye these weeks
You were coming back from a business event to which Lisa, as the owner of the company, and you, as her employee, were invited, you were coming back towards the hotel, slightly drunk, you wanted to disperse at the elevator and go to your own room, but you felt Lisa pulling you towards her hotel room, you smiled under nose, your cheeks turned rosy
Stay with me tonight, please
You shook your head immediately at her suggestion, you entered her hotel suite, you looked around and lay on her bed on your back, tired, your body was burning from the alcohol you both drank, you felt the mattress of the bed sag next to you, she lay down next to you and she turned her gaze to you, feeling that she was watching you turned your face to the side, you looked at each other for a moment, her soft whisper interrupted your thoughts
I like you Y/N, pretty much
Hearing her words, you smiled, her delicate hand that decorated the rings came down to your delicate cheek, you felt yourself getting more and more embarrassed, your boss was flirting with you without stopping herself even for a moment, your faces slowly started to get closer to each other, you could feel her breath on your lips, she moved closer to you and kissed you, connecting your lips in a gentle kiss filled with the feelings that both of you had been hiding until now, her hand went to your thigh and squeezed it lightly, you moaned into her mouth feeling her nails dig into your milky skin, she smiled into your lips, breaking away for a moment, she stroked your hair and looked at you with hungry eyes
If you let me do more, I won't be able to hold back anymore
You let her get on top of your body, you felt her thumb massaging your lower lip
I won't stop you from something I've wanted for a long time
She didn't speak anymore, seeing that you liked it and wanted something more, regardless of the consequences, she started kissing every little millimeter of your skin, you felt her leaving wet marks on your collarbones, she could smell your delicate perfume that she loved, you put your leg on her hip pulling her closer to you, your bodies touching and grinding on each other in perfect rhythm, the dress you were wearing was soon lying on the ground, her teeth caught on the waistband of your lace panties, making you go crazy, you wanted to feel her more, the delicate fingers that belonged to you started drawing circles on her bare back, her dress was so damn sexy, showing off her shapely back, you carefully removed her dress, making it fall to her hips
You are so damn beautiful
She bit the skin of your stomach and licked her lips hearing what you said to her, no one had ever complimented her in bed like that before, she felt needed and loved thanks to you, you felt the night air reach your throbbing core, your thighs were shaking thinking about it what would she look like between them eating you out, Lisa looked you up and down like she couldn't believe what she was seeing, you were perfect in her eyes, her hands were exploring your skin
Will you do something for me?
You snapped out of your trance when you heard her soft whisper next to your ear and you nodded to her
Spread them wide for me
You felt her hands carefully spread your thighs, making room between them for her, she started to take off her satin dress to the very end, throwing it behind her along with her underwear that she no longer needed, she carefully entered between your thighs, positioning herself above you, she ran over finger across your wet folds
Already so wet for me
She licked her finger and lowered herself onto your clit, you felt them touching, you let out a soft moan as you felt her start to ride you, rubbing against you slowly in sensual way, you felt her wetness dripping onto you, the bed frame hit the wall, she was fucking you so good, she arched her neck against your body feeling the pleasure building, you both were close to cumming so hard on yourself, she heard your thighs and bodies slapping against each other
Be a good puppy for me, and show how much you want this
She moaned softly into your ear, both of her hands squeezing your thighs to rub against you harder, you were lost for words from the pleasure she was giving you now
So...So much...please don't stop
She sped up as she heard your moans, you tightened your hands on her round hips, leaving a red mark on them, you both were close to that, after a while, you felt yourself flooding in her hot cum, reaching the peak of pleasure, the alcohol immediately left you as if you hadn't been drinking it, only after it was all over you realized that you had spent the whole night with your boss in her bed, making love to each other, you ate the forbidden fruit she gave you, doing something you might regret later...
Since that night, something has changed in you, it wasn't regret or sadness, it was fear that began to accompany you both every day at the company, the blooming love and hot romance remained only a memory, you didn't know that she moved away from you after everything because she fought with herself, asking herself what she should do, risk her own career for a girl who appeared out of nowhere in her life and changed her cold nature and icy heart, or choose a career and the good of her own property and leave the girl she loves... in her memory as usual flashback
What if she was born to be alone...
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The End.
Thank you so much for reading! Hope you all like it since is my first time of writing something for kpop idol ♡
Taglist (open): @westwoodsvivi @waveartistry @sydnerss @currentfications @prilux @pinkyqil @nimxie @mikachacha @mikalei @mikaleialt @throughthebluesea @xiakiyama @badapooks @froufrousnowman @loudcyclesuit
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cool-fancier · 24 days
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Love Among the Lights
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Lisa x Fem Reader
Synopsis: As CEO of Louis Vuitton, you navigate fame and love in secrecy. When your girlfriend, Lisa, stuns at LVFW24, whispers of romance ignite.
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Your journey to becoming the CEO of Louis Vuitton was not one of luck or happenstance but rather a culmination of years of hard work, dedication, and a relentless pursuit of excellence. It all began in the bustling streets of Paris, where you were born into a family with a deep appreciation for art, culture, and fashion.
From a young age, you were fascinated by the world of design, spending hours sketching and creating your own clothing designs. It was a passion that only grew stronger with time, fueled by your insatiable curiosity and desire to leave your mark on the world.
After completing your education in business and fashion design, you set out to make your mark on the fashion industry, determined to carve out a name for yourself in a world dominated by giants. You started small, working for various fashion houses and design firms, honing your skills and learning the ins and outs of the industry.
But it wasn't long before you realized that you were destined for something greater – something that would allow you to unleash your creativity and reshape the landscape of fashion as we know it. And so, armed with nothing but a dream and a burning passion, you set out to create your own fashion empire.
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Louis Vuitton was more than just a fashion brand – it was a symbol of luxury, sophistication, and timeless elegance. From its iconic monogrammed bags to its meticulously crafted ready-to-wear collections, Louis Vuitton had become synonymous with quality and craftsmanship, attracting a loyal following of fashion enthusiasts and celebrities alike.
But as you set out to take the reins of the company, you knew that you wanted to push the boundaries of traditional fashion and usher in a new era of innovation and creativity. You envisioned Louis Vuitton as more than just a luxury brand – it was to be a lifestyle, a statement of individuality and self-expression.
With this vision in mind, you set about reimagining the brand's image, infusing it with a fresh, modern aesthetic that resonated with a new generation of fashion-forward consumers. You collaborated with renowned designers and artists, pushing the boundaries of design and blurring the lines between fashion and art.
From bold, avant-garde runway shows to groundbreaking marketing campaigns, you spared no expense in bringing your vision to life, determined to cement Louis Vuitton's status as a global fashion powerhouse.
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It was at one of your annual fashion shows in Paris that you first crossed paths with Jennie, the charismatic member of Blackpink whose star was on the rise. She had been invited to attend the event as a guest, her presence a testament to her growing influence in the world of fashion and entertainment.
From the moment you met, there was an instant connection between you – a shared passion for art, culture, and of course, fashion. You spent hours discussing your respective careers and aspirations, your conversation flowing effortlessly as you exchanged ideas and insights.
As the night wore on, you found yourself drawn to Jennie in a way you had never experienced before, her intelligence and charm captivating you in ways you couldn't explain. It was as though you were kindred spirits, destined to cross paths and leave an indelible mark on each other's lives.
In the days and weeks that followed, your friendship blossomed into something more, your bond deepening with each passing day. You spent countless hours together, exploring the streets of Paris and immersing yourselves in the vibrant culture of the city.
And through it all, Jennie remained a constant source of inspiration and support, encouraging you to pursue your dreams and never settle for anything less than greatness. She believed in you when no one else did, and for that, you would be forever grateful.
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It was at one of Jennie's parties that you first laid eyes on Lisa, the radiant member of Blackpink whose beauty and talent had captured the hearts of millions around the world. She had recently debuted as a solo artist, her star rising higher with each passing day.
As she mingled with the other guests, her presence commanded attention, her confidence and charisma drawing people to her like moths to a flame. You found yourself captivated by her, unable to tear your eyes away as she moved gracefully through the crowd.
You waited for the perfect moment to approach her, watching as she engaged in conversation with other partygoers. When the opportunity presented itself, you made your move, stepping in to introduce yourself.
"Hi, I'm Y/N," you said, offering her a warm smile as you extended your hand.
Lisa's eyes lit up in recognition, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she shook your hand. "I know who you are," she replied, her voice soft and melodic. "You're the CEO of Louis Vuitton, right?"
You nodded, feeling a surge of pride at her recognition. "That's right," you said. "And you're Lisa from Blackpink. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The conversation flowed effortlessly between you, your words dancing like poetry as you talked about everything from music to fashion to your shared love of travel. It was as though you had known each other for years, your connection instant and undeniable.
But amidst the laughter and camaraderie, there was an undercurrent of tension between you – a silent longing that neither of you dared to acknowledge. You were both bound by the constraints of your respective careers, your relationship relegated to the shadows for fear of the consequences.
Yet, despite the risks, you couldn't deny the undeniable pull you felt towards each other – a magnetic force that drew you together with a power that defied logic and reason. And as you danced around the edges of your feelings, tiptoeing around the truth, you knew that you were falling for Lisa in a way you had never thought possible.
As the night wore on, you found yourself drawn to Lisa like a moth to a flame, unable to tear yourself away from her magnetic presence. And as you stood together on a balcony overlooking the city lights, your conversation taking on a more intimate tone, you knew that you had found someone special in Lisa – someone worth taking a chance on.
As you stood together on the balcony, the city lights twinkling below, the conversation between you and Lisa took on a more intimate tone. You found yourself opening up to her in a way you hadn't with anyone else, sharing stories and laughter as if you had known each other for years.
"So, tell me more about Louis Vuitton," Lisa said, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest. "What inspired you to become the CEO?"
You smiled, touched by her curiosity. "Well, it's always been a dream of mine to work in the fashion industry," you explained. "I've always been fascinated by the intersection of art and commerce, and Louis Vuitton represents the pinnacle of luxury and innovation."
Lisa nodded, hanging on to your every word. "That's so cool," she said. "I've always admired your work with the brand. You've really taken it to new heights."
Before you could respond, the door to the balcony swung open, and Jisoo, another member of Blackpink, stepped outside, her eyes widening in surprise as she caught sight of you and Lisa together.
"Lisa!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying across the balcony. "What are you doing out here?"
You and Lisa exchanged a knowing glance before turning to face Jisoo, trying to suppress your laughter at her over-the-top reaction.
"We're just having a little chat," Lisa replied, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
Jisoo's eyes widened even further, and she gasped dramatically, clutching her chest as if she had just witnessed a scandalous affair.
"Oh my god, Lisa, are you flirting with Y/N?" she exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch as she turned to face the other members of Blackpink, who had gathered at the door to see what all the commotion was about.
"Guys, you won't believe this!" she called out, her voice tinged with mock horror. "Lisa's out here seducing the CEO of Louis Vuitton!"
The other members of Blackpink crowded onto the balcony, their eyes widening in surprise as they took in the scene before them. Rosé giggled uncontrollably, while Jennie shook her head in disbelief.
"Lisa, you little minx," Jennie teased, nudging her playfully. "I always knew you had a thing for powerful women."
Lisa rolled her eyes, but there was a playful glint in her eye as she turned to face you, her lips curling into a sly grin.
"Sorry about that," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "My friends can be a bit... dramatic."
You laughed, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you at the sight of Lisa's playful demeanor. Despite the teasing from her friends, you couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for her, grateful for the chance to spend this time together away from the prying eyes of the public.
As the night wore on, you and Lisa continued to talk and laugh together, the tension between you dissipating with each passing moment. And as you stood together on the balcony, surrounded by the laughter and camaraderie of your friends, you knew that this was just the beginning of something special between you and Lisa.
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Despite your hectic schedules, you and Lisa managed to carve out precious moments to spend together. Each date was a chance to escape the pressures of work and fame, to simply enjoy each other's company without the prying eyes of the public.
You took Lisa to some of the most exclusive restaurants in the city, savoring each bite of gourmet cuisine as you talked and laughed late into the night. You explored hidden gems tucked away in the corners of the city, discovering new cafes, bookstores, and parks where you could steal quiet moments away from the chaos of the world.
On one memorable occasion, you surprised Lisa with tickets to a private concert by one of her favorite artists. The look of delight on her face as she realized where you were taking her made all the planning and secrecy worth it. As you stood together in the crowd, swaying to the music under the twinkling lights, you felt a sense of contentment wash over you, grateful for the chance to share this experience with someone as special as Lisa.
Despite the challenges of dating in the public eye, you and Lisa found solace in each other's company, stealing moments of intimacy whenever you could. Whether it was a stolen kiss in the backseat of a car or a quiet walk through the city streets hand in hand, you cherished each moment you spent together, knowing that your love was worth the risk.
As the months passed, your bond with Lisa grew stronger with each passing day. You found yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with her, unable to imagine your life without her by your side. And as you looked into her eyes, you knew that you wanted to make things official – to ask her to be your girlfriend in the most romantic and unique way possible.
One evening, as you and Lisa sat together on the balcony of your penthouse apartment, the city lights twinkling below, you felt a surge of nervous energy coursing through you. You knew that this was the moment you had been waiting for – the moment when you would ask Lisa to be yours in every sense of the word.
Taking a deep breath, you turned to face Lisa, your heart pounding in your chest as you prepared to pour your heart out to her.
"Lisa," you began, your voice barely above a whisper. "I know we've been seeing each other for a while now, and I've loved every moment we've spent together."
Lisa's eyes widened in surprise, a smile spreading across her face as she realized what you were about to say.
"You mean...?" she trailed off, her voice barely a whisper as she waited for you to continue.
You nodded, reaching out to take her hand in yours. "I want to make things official," you said, your voice steady despite the nerves that churned in your stomach. "Lisa, will you be my girlfriend?"
Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes as she threw her arms around you, burying her face in your chest as she nodded enthusiastically.
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" she exclaimed, her voice muffled against your shirt as she held you tightly.
You laughed, feeling a sense of relief wash over you at her enthusiastic response. Pulling back slightly, you cupped her face in your hands, gazing into her eyes with all the love and adoration you felt for her.
"I love you, Lisa," you whispered, your voice filled with emotion.
"I love you too, Y/N," Lisa replied, her eyes shining with happiness as she leaned in to kiss you tenderly.
As you melted into each other's embrace, surrounded by the soft glow of the city lights, you knew that this was just the beginning of your love story – a story that would continue to unfold in the days, weeks, and years to come, filled with laughter, adventure, and endless moments of love and joy.
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As the CEO of Louis Vuitton, you were constantly on the lookout for opportunities to expand the brand's reach and influence. You had seen the power of celebrity endorsements firsthand, and you knew that having someone as influential as Lisa as an ambassador could take Louis Vuitton to new heights.
One evening, as you and Lisa cuddled together on the couch, the soft glow of the television casting a warm light over the room, you broached the subject.
"Hey, Lisa," you began, your voice casual as you traced circles on her arm with your fingertips.
"Yeah?" she replied, her attention still focused on the screen as she snuggled closer to you.
"I was thinking," you continued, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "What would you say if I asked you to be an ambassador for Louis Vuitton?"
Lisa's head snapped up, her eyes widening in surprise as she turned to look at you.
"Wait, really?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. "You want me to be an ambassador for Louis Vuitton?"
You nodded, feeling a surge of pride at her enthusiastic response. "Yeah, really," you said, your voice softening as you reached out to take her hand in yours. "I know how passionate you are about fashion, and I think you would be the perfect fit for the brand."
Lisa's face lit up with a smile as she squeezed your hand tightly. "Y/N, that's incredible," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "I would love to be an ambassador for Louis Vuitton."
You grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over you at her excitement. "Great," you said, unable to hide the smile that spread across your face. "Welcome to the Louis Vuitton family, Lisa."
As the two of you cuddled together on the couch, basking in the warmth of each other's embrace, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Not only had you secured a valuable partnership for Louis Vuitton, but you had also brought your girlfriend into the fold, forging a connection that would only serve to strengthen your bond both personally and professionally.
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The Louis Vuitton Fashion Week (LVFW24) in Paris was one of the most anticipated events in the fashion world, drawing celebrities, influencers, and fashionistas from around the globe. As the CEO of Louis Vuitton, you were accustomed to the glitz and glamour of such events, but this year held a special significance for you.
Not only were you showcasing your latest collection on the runway, but you had also orchestrated a surprise for your girlfriend, Lisa, the phenomenal member of Blackpink. You had been secretly dating for about a year now, and you wanted to show her just how much she meant to you by incorporating her into the event in a special way.
As you made your way to the venue, your heart raced with excitement and anticipation. You had been working tirelessly on the new collection, pouring your heart and soul into every design, and you couldn't wait to see the reaction from the audience.
The venue was abuzz with activity as guests mingled and posed for photos on the red carpet. Cameras flashed and voices buzzed with excitement as the anticipation reached a fever pitch.
You scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face, but there was no sign of Lisa. You knew she was attending the event, but you had purposely kept her outfit a secret as part of the surprise.
Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you made your way backstage to check on the models and make sure everything was running smoothly. The energy backstage was electric, with hairstylists and makeup artists putting the finishing touches on the models' looks and designers making last-minute adjustments to the garments.
As the showtime approached, you took your place backstage, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves coursing through your veins. The music started, and the first model stepped onto the runway, setting the stage for what promised to be a breathtaking show.
One by one, the models strutted down the runway, showcasing your latest designs with confidence and grace. The audience was captivated, their eyes glued to the runway as they took in the stunning creations.
But as the show reached its climax, there was one final surprise in store. Just as the last model exited the runway, the lights dimmed, and the music changed to a familiar beat.
Suddenly, the giant screens flanking the stage lit up with images of Lisa, her face glowing with a radiant smile as she walked confidently towards the stage. The audience erupted into cheers and applause as they recognized the K-pop star, their excitement palpable in the air.
You felt a surge of pride and excitement as Lisa took her place on the runway, her presence commanding attention as she struck a pose at the end of the catwalk. She was wearing one of your designs – a stunning gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her natural beauty and elegance.
The screams were deafening as the audience showered Lisa with adoration and praise, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they snapped photos and videos of the iconic moment.
But amidst the chaos and excitement, there was an undeniable tension between you and Lisa – a silent acknowledgment of the intimacy and connection you shared. As you locked eyes with her from across the room, you felt a rush of emotions flood over you – love, pride, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude for having her in your life.
As the show came to an end, you and Lisa were ushered onto the stage for photos, the flashes of cameras lighting up the room as you posed together for the paparazzi. The chemistry between you was palpable, and fans couldn't help but notice the way you looked at each other – with love and admiration shining in your eyes.
As the night wore on, the photos and videos from the event began to circulate online, igniting a frenzy of speculation and excitement among fans. They couldn't help but notice the intimate moments between you and Lisa, and soon, social media was abuzz with rumors of your secret relationship.
But amidst the chaos and speculation, there was one thing that remained constant – the undeniable love and connection you shared with Lisa. And as you held her hand tightly in yours, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance, you knew that your love for each other was stronger than ever before.
🌟 Y/N stole the show at LVFW24 with their breathtaking collection! From runway to CEO, they're a force to be reckoned with. 🌟 #YNSlayed #LVFW24
🌟 Did anyone else notice the sparks flying between Y/N and Lisa at LVFW24? 🔥 The way they look at each other is giving us all the feels! 🥺💕 #YLisa #LVFW24
@YNCeles: Y/N absolutely killed it at LVFW24! Her designs were pure perfection, and I couldn't be prouder to be a fan! 🌟 #YNSlayed #LVFW24
@YNismine: Can we take a moment to appreciate Y/N's dedication and passion for fashion? She is truly a visionary in the industry! 🙌 #FashionIcon #LVFW24
@YNCpla: Y/N's collection at LVFW24 has left me speechless! Her talent knows no bounds, and I'm in awe of everything she creates! 🌟 #YNSlayed #LVFW24
@LISALegendary: Lisa looked like an absolute goddess at LVFW24! Her runway walk was flawless, and she owned every moment on that stage! 🌟 #LisaQueen #LVFW24
@LISAicon: Lisa's presence at LVFW24 was everything! She exudes confidence and charisma like no other, and I'm so proud to be her fan! 💖 #LisaManoban #LVFW24
@coollisa: Lisa's performance at LVFW24 was nothing short of iconic! She's a true superstar, and I'm so grateful to be able to support her! 🌟 #LisaLegend #LVFW24
@YLisaUniverse: The tension between Y/N and Lisa at LVFW24 is undeniable! 🔥 They're the ultimate power couple, and I'm here for it! 🌟 #YLisa #LVFW24
@ynandlisa: Can we talk about the way Y/N and Lisa looked at each other at LVFW24? It's like they have their own little universe! 🌌💖 #YLisa #LVFW24
@lisaisY/n’s: Y/N and Lisa are giving us all the feels at LVFW24! Their love and chemistry are off the charts, and I'm living for it! 🥺💕 #YLisa #LVFW24
Together, you and Lisa had weathered the storms of fame and fortune, emerging stronger and more united than ever before. And as you looked towards the future, you knew that there was nothing that could stand in the way of your love – not even the bright lights of Paris or the prying eyes of the world.
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urfriendlylocalidiot · 10 months
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Could you do pranks with blackpink? Like either the member gets pranked or they team up to prank another member? Thank u!!
I was a little confused but went with the first option!
Pranks w/ BLACKPINK
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Jisoo
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It was a harmless prank, just a simple mayo and toothpaste swap. Her toothpaste was almost run out anyways and maybe she just… misplaced the backup. Jisoo would definitely have been so confused. However once she gets that it was a prank… you better sleep with one eye open.
This of course led to a prank war between you two. Her response? Some good old fake roaches in your salad. Let’s just say it really freaked you out the first time. However she insisted that it was good for you, more protein and all that.
After that, you knew you had to come up with something more for the next prank. However, try as you might, you just couldn’t think of one. Until it struck you, you turned all the clocks in your apartment to 5 minutes earlier (including her phone). To this day, she never caught on.
Jennie
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You had been around Jennie too much. Of course this wasn’t really much of a complaint for you, however, you will admit, life was a little … dull. So what better way to spice it up than with some spicy chocolates. You had found the perfect fake chocolates at a prank store nearby, and it wouldn’t shock Jennie that much that you were to randomly surprise her with chocolates one day.
And it really was harmless for the most part. You got a good laugh out of it and quickly handed her a glass of milk. And that was the end of it, or so you thought. You had forgotten one little detail — Jennie cooks your dinner. That phrase ‘don’t bite the hand that feeds you’ definitely came true for you.
Not only was your dinner extra spicy tonight, your drink had a little something extra in it as well (laxatives). You spent the rest of that night in the bathroom, and Jennie ordered actual chocolates from your favorite chocolatier. Let’s just say you learned better than to mess with Jennie’s chocolates that night.
Rosé
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Let’s just say Rosé should’ve thought twice about dating a graphic designer. Usually it was quite useful, you were able to edit her pictures and create truly beautiful images. However this one time, it was the most nerve wracking moment of her whole career.
Your prank on her? A fake dispatch article for April Fools. And it was one your better works, if you were being so honest with yourself. It looked real, it genuinely looked like dispatch had just leaked Rosé and yours relationship. Except for one minor detail, it was never posted, just created.
After you showed it to her, you immediately regretted it. You saw her face instantly lose all its color and felt her grip you in fear. Of course, you immediately wrapped her in your arms and told her it was a prank. And thank god you did, she was nearly in tears.
Lisa
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It was the best day ever! Lisa was finally coming home to you from her world tour. Of course, this meant a home-cooked dinner and your favorite dinner (and a prank). Your prank of choice this time? A bedroom full of balloons. After all you were just so happy that Lisa was coming home.
Lisa would obviously be so happy to be reunited with you after all this time. Of course she called and texted you while she was on tour, but it just wasn’t the same as being with you. It was even better when she came home to her favorite meal — which you had learned from her mom. And you even let her choose the movie since you insisted it was her big night, little did she know, it was just to butter her up before she discovered that your bedroom was a literal balloon pit.
Honestly Lisa would probably be the best sport about it. She wouldn’t even get mad, she’d just laugh and play with you in the balloon room you’d basically made. Of course, the next day would be full of popping the balloons, let’s just say you guys were finding rubber for weeks afterwards.
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doiefics · 9 months
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he could never
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pairing: jennie x gn!reader
prologue: jennie is set to marry a suitable boy but she thinks it's never too late to run away
genre: royalty!au + angst
wordcount: 723
warnings: none
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"You have to marry well." The words found their way out of your mouth for the nth time again, it was almost as if a toy has been winded up with a key.
Regardless, they could never convey what was buried inside your stupid organ, the heart.
Perhaps sometimes, things were better off in this manner.
"Why do you keep on telling me the same thing over and over again?" She voiced, never sounding irriated.
Everything she ever said to you lingered in your memory like a cherry mist.
"Because that is exactly what is going to happen!" You tossed her black pleated hair to her front, resting your arms on her shoulder as she faced the exuberant mirror.
She possessed what everyone desired. Expensive metal, imported perfumes, dresses in every colour of the rainbow, none of those could ever overpower her, for she was the most beautiful soul you had ever come across, and you were sure as hell you would never again.
"How do I look?" She asked, her gentle gaze fixed at the mirror's reflection.
"Beautiful, as always."
"More than beautiful to get his attention." You said as you pointed out the window.
Your speech was uninspired. At this point, you would not dare look her in the eyes.
She observed the boy as she tilted her head toward the window side.
There he stood with the untamed cocoa hair, dressed in linen slacks, added a black waistcoat, and a white puffed-sleeve button-down shirt. He was the son of one of her father's faithful lords, wealthy enough to satisfy her every wish at the blink of an eye.
This was the boy Jennie would marry.
You finally got the chance to look in the direction of the mirror while her arid eyes were still concentrated on the male.
Her appearance was mystical, the deeper you knew it, the more you craved for. A subtle smile that never parted ways with her rosy lips, similar to the natural blush of her cheeks. Her eyes, black, hypnotising, yet deep like the ocean.
In a flash of a moment, she looked at the shiny surface again, two eyes glanced for a moment but you were quick to avert.
Again, you could not dare meet them with hers, the fact that she was a princess was still the last reason though.
"He could never take your place." She moved as she proceeded to stand and you naturally bent down to fix her gown.
"No doubt. He wouldn't ever put on makeup or style your hair." You replied, grinning.
"You know very well what I mean is not that." She went on, hinting.
"I'm not sure what you're getting at." Your response was stern, willinglessly.
Jennie grabbed you by the arm to bring you to her level, her touch was hasty but never harsh.
"This is wrong." You worded.
"Why?" She questioned.
And you had no answer to her ask.
Your heart seemed to be the only organ present when you raised your head to meet hers as if you were trying to catch a butterfly before it flew away with her seductive lips serving as the other half of a broken magnet.
You kissed her. And she kissed you back.
With just one kiss from those lips, all of the uneasiness melted like honey in the royal kitchens.
The scorching yearning was like a flame, but it felt gentle like a cloud cushion.
You pulled back, tucking the little side fringes of her hair behind her ear, oh ever so delicately!
"He could never." Your eyes beamed with joy.
Jennie returned to your lips, this time shorter, as she kissed you through your smile.
"Let's run away." She whispered next to your ear.
"What? How? This- this doesn't suit a princess." You protested.
"Don't tell me it's wrong this time again or I will.." She was stern but not serious.
"Or else, you will?" You teased further.
"Oh, lord! I can't even be mad at you!" She gave herself away in the laughter, putting her arms around your neck. You hugged her back.
"What about him?" You murmured through her embrace.
"Let's see." She turned to take a closer look.
"He could possibly marry one of his lovely horses or his father's wealth." She chuckled.
This was the Jennie who was yours, only yours.
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masterlist please refrain from plagiarising, translating or posting outside of this platform
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farfromsugafanfic · 4 months
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Sapphic K-Pop Masterlist
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All are written for an 18+ audience. MDNI. All are female idol x female reader.
One Shots
Soyeon (G-idle)
Exceptions: voyeurism, bi-curious Soyeon, smut You’ve wanted Soyeon from the moment you saw her. But after seeing her hook up with guy after useless guy, you’d given up on ever getting to have Soyeon yourself. That is, until she asks to watch you with another lady.
Sana (Twice)
Passenger Princess: established relationship (kinda), car sex, smut On your third date, you and Sana decide to take it to the next level.
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writemekpop · 11 months
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Play Time | Lalisa Manoban (Lisa)
Summary: You come home drunk and horny after a night out. Luckily Lisa is there to help you out...
Genre: Girlfriend!Lisa, suggestive, fluff
Word Count: 0.5k
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“Lisaaaaaaaaa, I’m home!” 
You swung the bedroom door open and staggered inside. You had just gotten home from the club, and drunk was an understatement. 
Your girlfriend Lisa was fast asleep.
She was curled up in bed, half under the sheets, half out. One long tanned leg lay seductively bare on your side of the bed. Her curly brown hair crowned her face like a halo.
You jumped onto the bed and clambered on top of Lisa. You started pressing kisses all over her face and neck. “Wake up, baby,” you said between kisses. 
Lisa grumbled and rubbed her eyes sleepily. “What time is it?” She croaked. 
“Sexy time,” you said.
You slid your hand under Lisa’s pyjama top and stroked her hot skin. You traced your fingers up the grooves of her ribs, and over the curves of her soft breasts. 
Lisa moaned. “You smell like tequila. How many drinks have you had?” 
You nipped her jaw. “Only two.” You hiccupped. “Fine. Six.” 
“Six!” Lisa cried. “Jeez, babe. I’m getting you some water - you'll thank me in the morning. Now, why don't you get into your PJs."
You wiggled your eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, so you want me naked?” You tried to pull your dress over your head, but somehow, your arm ended up getting stuck.
Lisa sighed. She gently helped you out of your dress. “You are gorgeous, but no sex tonight, babe."
“Really?” you said, pouting. 
Lisa tucked you into bed and lay down beside you. She wrapped one arm around your waist, and kicked her leg over yours, holding you close. 
Lisa leaned forwards and pecked your lips.
“Get some sleep," she said, winking. "Tomorrow, I might change my mind."
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halcyonwrld · 4 months
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— SATIN RIBBONS
PAIRING. Park Chaeyoung/Rosé x Reader
Your morning routine is simple, peaceful. A quiet moment away from the drivel in the real world that inevitably awaits you. All it takes is one incidental encounter with the princess and her hyper puppy for things to change completely. (2K)
NOWPLAYING. Amy - Alexandre Desplat
TAGS. royal!au, mutual pining but roseanne is an obvious dork, self-indulgent fluff, me pretending hair rollers weren’t made in the 1900’s for the vision, typical helpless dog owner shenanigans, ft. lisa as roseanne’s personal maid who definitely needs a break
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There is no better view than this one here, you decide.
Spring mornings are calm, quiet, and soft in every way. Standing in the gazebo as you do every morning, you look out into the pink and violet sky.
Just beyond the castle, a thick fog muddles the outline of the surrounding walls. The sun is so orange it looks to be drawn by a child. That saffron orange light gives a soft, dreamlike glow to everything in its reach.
Petrichor permeates the cool air. Dew from lastnights downpour slinks from the trees, coming down like drizzle in the gentle winds. Cattails along the rivers edge sway. Though the geese scattered along it remain unperturbed, suspended in time.
(That ethereal, rich light falls upon them in such a way that makes you wish you’d been a painter instead of a florist, if only to immortalize this moment forever.)
All you can do is appreciate it for what it is.
Opening the pouch on your hip, you take a handful of the birdseed inside, and toss them out into the river. Used to this routine, hardly any of the geese startle, simply drifting closer to eat.
Might as well join them.
You split open a golden-crusted loaf and lather on a thin layer of melted butter, mouth already salivating just from looking at the platter before you.
Birdsong whistles overhead as you set down your cutlery on the empty side of the dish.
You toss a bit more seeds into the river. They dapple the shimmering water, creating ripples that look like fully bloomed roses.
You’re about to gather your things and take a seat when you hear noise from below the gazebo, moving fast. The source doesn’t take long at all to reveal themselves. Hank skips up the stairs with a few excited barks. The terrier is nothing but a white and brown blur charging toward you, nails clicking all the way.
You smile as he reaches your feet, wanting to lean down to pet the pup but deciding against it. You still have to eat, and you’d rather not have a mouth full of dog hairs… no matter how cute said dog is at the moment.
“Hello to you too,” you mutter fondly.
Hank yips enthusiastically in return, spinning himself dizzy around your feet.
A few of the geese startle at the ruckus, lifting off from the foot of the gazebo and settling back closer to the empty bridge.
You shush the canine nonsensically, only seeming to make his frenzy worse. His wet snout tickles your ankles. Searching. You shake your head in amusement when he seems to settle just enough to look up at you with those expectant, glittering eyes.
“Sit still, boy..”
Hank obliges without you needing to ask twice, though his tail thumping against the mahongany planks doesn’t quite seem to get the memo. The puppy stares up at you with big guileless eyes and a panting smile that tells you he's never had to beg for a thing in his life.
You give in with a long, dramatic sigh, and a defeated fine you win. You rip off a small chunk of sausage from your platter to share with the canine. “Spoiled little thing, aren’t you? Always causing trouble these days..” 
Hank takes it gently between his crooked teeth, and it’s only after you’ve pulled away to eat some yourself do you realize you’re a part of the problem as much as anyone else. Spoiled mouths hardly ever feed themselves.
Hardwood creaks as someone else steps into the gazebo, causing you to turn.
You both pause as soon as you lock eyes, dumbstruck by each other’s presence.
Princess Roseanne.
The woman looks absolutely radiant in the morning sun. Light frames her soft edges. She’s like a walking daydream. Closer to angel, than mortal. Pink hair rollers wrapped in her blonde locks. Nose tinted pink. Satin bunched between her pale fingers to hold up the frills of her nightgown. Robe falling off of one of her sun-kissed shoulders.
You think you’d do anything she’d asked of you, if only to forever bask in the fond recognition that overcomes her face after her shock settles.
“Morning, your highness,” you greet, slightly bowing in courtesy.
Her smile falters. She gives you a look.
It takes you a moment to understand, but when you do, you immediately bow again in apology, face becoming far too hot for so early in the day. “Sorry sorry, still a habit.”
You straighten up and try again, “Good morning, Rosie. Lovely to see you out bright and early on such a beautiful day.”
Roseanne smiles, and just like that, all is forgiven. “It’s nice to see you too, petal.”
She finally takes in the scene. The full plate and mug on the railing, Hank sitting patiently at your feet, tongue lolling out of his mouth in a pant.
“Here he is… thought I’d heard him making a fuss over here! I’m so sorry about him, he has a frantic mind of his own in the mornings, I swear." She briefly bends to smooth down the wild fur around his eyes with an exasperated look, "One second he’s playing with the butterflies and next thing I know he’s halfway to the bridge…”
“He’s just lucky he’s as cute as his owner,” you say unthinkingly. There's little time to retract the statement because the moment Roseanne looks down —unable to hide behind the curtains of her hair like she tends to— you know you've said something right.
She turns away, but you catch the reddening apples of her cheeks before she can get too far. An overwhelming amount of fondness blooms across your chest.
You’re still biting back a smile when her stomach grumbles.
“Want to share?”
Roseanne looks over, still flustered from your last comment. You offer a good chunk of your loaf. The tension eases as she gives you a grateful smile.
Finally, you take a bite of your own food, buttery goodness melting on your tongue.
“So, have you—”
“Is this why—”
You both stop short, glancing at each other with secret smiles.
“You first,” she says, beating you to it.
You hum thoughtfully, picking up your mug filled to the brim with fresh spring water. “Have you eaten yet?”
“Ah, no.” She confirms your suspicions as you take a long swig, covering her mouth to speak around her bread. You give her a stern look, making her laugh. “Your concern is sweet, but I was planning to, swear! Hankie has been sick for the past few days and he finally wanted some fresh air, couldn’t pass up the opportunity, you know?”
“I see..” you murmur. “In any case, I’m glad he’s feeling better then. And please have a real meal after you’re back inside the castle. Picking berries off of my plate surely can't be fulfilling in any sense.”
Her blush deepens at being caught red-handed, but you just laugh, lightly bumping your shoulders together. “Now, your turn."
“Ah- this,” she gestures to your setup along the gazebo railing, a hint of mirth in her tone, “is why I’ve never seen you during breakfast? You’re out and about making friends with the local wildlife?”
You chuckle, shaking your head.
“Nothing like that, no. Just… another one of those habits I can’t seem to shake, I suppose you could say.” You look over the railing into the water. A few geese glide across the river in search of birdseed. “I don’t garden for the mere motivation of wage. Nature is just where I’ve always felt most at peace. And so, my days tend to be far more productive the sooner I can get outside and simply,,, take a moment to breathe.”
When you look over, Roseanne stares at you like you’ve just given the most interesting spiel in the entire universe, with that fond quirk to her lips.
You offer a nervous smile in return, “If I may ask… why the inquiry? Has someone asked for me?”
The princess looks away to tear off another chunk of her bread, meek as she is hopeful when she asks, “Does it count if I’m asking you now?”
You can’t help the way your smile widens, finding her madly endearing. “I suppose so, princess."
Roseanne doesn't quite fluster this time, but you swear you've never seen her face so red since the first time you introduced yourself to her.
(She'd kissed your knuckles like you were more than the head of gardening staff, said your dedication in the months you'd been serving had really shown… then minutes later she tumbled into a roseberry bush full of thorns. That was how you met Lisa, too, who couldn't hold her giggles when you retold the story while plucking the twigs out of her hair.)
Roseanne even opens her mouth to retort, but is stopped by a shrill voice in the distance.
It takes another few times for either of you to realize it’s nothing dangerous, and that they’re calling for the princess herself.
Who rubs the back of her nape with a sheepish smile, “Ah right, I’m not supposed to be out here quite yet..”
One look at her attire —feet bare and draped in delicates— and surely anyone could’ve guessed that.
You notice movement on the bridge.
Not even a few moments later, Roseanne’s name rings into the air, clearer than ever.
“I take it that’s your maiden?” you ask knowingly, failing to keep your laughter out of your words. Lisa has never been known for her subtlety.
Roseanne blanches, “Shoot.”
In a rush, she gathers up her satin drapes all over again, pink pins wobbling atop her head but no worse for wear when she stops abruptly in her departure, spinning to face you once more. “I won’t ask you to stifle away in the castle… but maybe, we could come back tomorrow?” she asks, smile shy, eyes glittering.
You open your mouth, but she cuts you off.
“If it's okay with you, of course,” she tacks on as an afterthought, genuine as ever for someone of her status. You tilt your head, as if there was ever really anything to think over. “I suppose I wouldn’t mind the company.”
Roseanne smiles as bright as the sun, blinding you with her beauty.
You're only pulled out of your daze by the clink of cultery, and you by the time you realize what she's doing, she's already got your empty mug and platter in hand.
You frown, stepping forward. "Oh no, I couldn't ask you to-"
She steps back. Brandishes another one of those disarming grins that makes your heart flutter. "Please, we're headed back to the castle anyway. No need for you to waste your energy on a second trip back over the bridge."
You sigh.
"Fine… but, next time I'll walk with you. Alright?"
Roseanne nods, smile seeming to widen if anything.
“Come on, boy, we have to go now." Hank perks up at the tone shift, happy to finally be addressed. “Say bye Hankie!"
Hank barks as if he really understands the princess, making you chuckle.
You wave them off, watching them leave the gazebo.
Roseanne meets her maiden halfway. Lisa promptly snags an arm around her shoulders, mouth running a mile a minute as she tells the princess off, equal parts exasperated as she is playful. Hank zips toward the bridge. You catch word about Roseanne’s lack of shoewear, her bundled hair, and… a patch of dandelions?
You can't make out much more as they get too far out. But you were sure you'd figure it out eventually, as it was literally your job to oversee all of the plant life around here.
Oh well, nothing to fuss over as of now.
You toss the last of your birdseed, and the geese are eager to reform back near you with Hank's ruckus. The princess and her maiden follow the cobblestone path back down the river. Their figures become smaller and smaller amongst the green grass and the pink, hazy sky.
Just a little before they reach the bridge, Roseanne looks back, and you both share one last secret smile.
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writeformesinpie · 9 months
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Her fingertips brush against your arm, sending a bolt of pleasure running down to your curled up toes. She chuckles and nudges at your knees, her breath on the back of your neck. Once she’s satisfied with the position of your feet she moves to your hands, sliding her fingers down the length of them until she reaches your fists, tightly wrung around the golf club.
“Relax,” she coos, her hips swaying back and forth. Your body follows her cue and soon you feel the tension start to ease, slipping down and out of your stiff form. “That’s right. We’re just having fun. There’s no stakes here.”
She’s wrong. We are not having fun and the stakes are high. There’s an intricate dance being played out on the golf course today, one you had planned to win. Yet every time she gets too close you find it hard to breathe let alone think about your next move. You thought you were in charge but somehow you are being led along like a dog on a leash. Her power is too strong.
“Great! Remember this. Let your body feel this, let it absorb the pose until it naturally falls into it,” she says, her hands on your hips. “Don’t laugh. Close your eyes and really feel it.”
All you can feel are her delicate fingers and it’s filling you up all right, with thoughts of where on your body you want those hands to be. You wonder if she can hear your heart thudding in your chest, if she knows what a simple touch can do to you.
Once you have practised a few more times you hit the ball. It doesn’t go far. The pitiful attempt is so bad you can see the ball clearly in front of you. Disappointment seeps out of every pore as you slouch over with a groan.
“It’s okay,” she says with a chuckle poking your ribs. “You know most beginners get 170 strokes at first. Albeit they are children but still.”
“So I’m worse than a child.”
“You still have time to turn it around.”’ She pats you on the back, her lips closed tight in an obvious attempt to stop herself from laughing.
“Maybe I need a goal to shoot for. Something to make it worth my time,” you say with a pout.
“Oh? Does the baby need a weward?” Her laugh fills the space and warms your skin, and even though it’s directed at you, the sound calms your erratic heart. At least until she continues, “I’ll tell you what. If you score under 100 strokes, this golf course won’t be the only one getting some action tonight.”
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scrtxai · 9 months
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SINISTER (BLACKPINK X READER) - PROLOGUE
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"Yeay finally, rest!" Lisa flopped on the couch and snuggled her face in the cushion. Jisoo blankly stares at them  then gives a firm smack on Lisa's butt making the Thai flinch with whines.
"It hurts!" Lisa glared over her shoulder as Jisoo stuck her tongue out. Jennie just chuckled while watching the two crackheads keep bickering each other. 
"Unnie… I'm hungry" Rosé whines with her growling stomach. "How about me and Jennie going to the convenience store for a while?" Jisoo suggested. Jennie humming, thinking about night snacks. "It will be good. I'm actually hungry also" Jennie said. 
"Alright. Rosé, take care of that monkey. She will do something stupid after me and Jennie are gone" Jisoo commanded. "Alright" Rosé obliged as the two elders wore thick coats before leaving from their apartment. 
As the door closes, Rosé suddenly feels the dark aura behind her. Rosé looks over her shoulder seeing Lisa smirks at her. 
"Seems like only two of us~"
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"Which one Lisa likes most?" Jennie mumbled while choosing night snacks for them . "Are you already done?" Jisoo asked while checking the basket filled with her chosen snacks along Rosé's.
 "Mine is done, only Lisa left. I don't know which want she loves most"
"I thought you know her so well"
"She sometimes wants this and that. Wait, she likes something spicy!" Jennie took the spicy chicken noodles. 
"How about french fries? She loves eating that during midnight" Jisoo looked at Jennie and put the snacks into her basket. "We already have that. Lisa must be tired and so hungry, " Jennie said and gave her famous gummy smile. "Are you talking about Lisa or Rosé? As I know Rosé is the one who is always hungry" Jisoo furrowed her eyebrow. Jennie flinched with a slight tint on her face.
 "Ermm s-she y-you know loves sneaking at night"
"You look kinda sus" 
"Oh please, now hurry up! Let's go back to our dorm. Oh god I'm so hungry!" Jennie said still face red but not showing to the elder. Jisoo chuckled as she knew about Jennie so well.  
After the payment, Jisoo and Jennie left the convenience store with two plastic bags in their both hands. "Do you buy that dessert?" Jisoo asked. "No. I haven't bought that dessert" Jennie said. "What? Why?" Jisoo whines. "It's not my problem !" Jennie argues back. 
As they were busy arguing, there's a figure coming towards them. The blood dripped from that person. The glint of that person's eyes looked at the two idols. The manager's car arrived and parked near Jennie and Jisoo. The manager comes out from the car, opens the car door for them before he takes plastic bags. As they wanted to ride in, the manager saw a girl slowly walking to them. Look so weak in the Manager's eyes. 
"What's wrong, Manager-nim?" Jennie asked the manager. The manager still eyes on that injured girl. Jennie followed the Manager's focus direction and her eyes widened. Jisoo also looks at the object where Jennie and Manager are looking at. 
They saw a young injured girl. 
The tired and bruised face, her body broken can see the meat. Her toenails pluck out, and worse she looks so skinny. The young injured girl suddenly fell on her knees. Her vision became blurry and wanted to pass out. The last thing she saw was an unknown girl run towards her.
 Jennie is the one getting off from the van and running towards that fainted girl. Jisoo also gets off and runs with Jennie. Jennie on her knees and shaking the young girl's body. She uses her index finger, put near the fainted girl's nose. She can feel a hot breath. Jennie sighs in relief, knowing the young girl is still alive.
 "Manager-nim, call the ambulance now. Unnie, call others that we will be home later. I want to accompany this girl" Jennie said, brushing her dirty hair. Her face wrote concerned, ignoring the odor of the young abused girl. 
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"Another round?" 
"N-no…" 
"Come on, I know you can resist it" 
Rosé pant heavily as she exhausted, playing dancing games that Lisa prepared after Jisoo and Jennie left from their dorm. "Seriously, Lisa. I really can't take it. I'm dead" Rosé slumped her body on the floor. Sweats drenched her whole body. 
"Wow, you look hot, Rosé," Lisa complimented the blonde. "I know" Rosé smirks at Lisa. Lisa's phone suddenly rang on the couch. Lisa takes her phone and looks at the screen showing Jisoo's contact. "Oh it's Jisoo Unnie" Lisa said while wiping her sweats on her neck then she answered her unnie's call. 
"Hello? Yes Jisoo Unnie. What?! Why, what happened? Eh?! How come?! Should we go there also? Okay. Alright Jisoo Unnie" 
"What is it, Lisa?" Rosé asked. 
"We should get ready and going to the hospital" 
"What? Why?"
"They saw a badly injured girl near the convenience store and they're right now on their way to the hospital" Lisa explained, making Rosé immediately get up from the floor in shock. 
"How come they…" 
"I know. But we must go there also. Now let's take a bath" Lisa said arranging the things scattered on the floor. "You mean both of us? Bath together?" Rosé asked, possibly choke the youngest member. "You go first. After that, me" Lisa's eye twitching hiding her shock, anger and embarrassment because of her so-called church girl friend. 
After they both took a bath and wore comfortable casual outfits, the door rang and Lisa immediately opened the door revealing their manager. "Let's go. Switch off all the lights and other electricity before we go" The manager said and Rosé obliged to switch off all the lights. 
Meanwhile in the hospital…
Jennie asked the doctor about the young girl's condition. The Doctor said the young girl was in a stable state and needed some rest. Jennie sighs in relief along Jisoo. The doctor allowed them to take a visit. 
Jennie and Jisoo entered inside the ward. They see a young girl's whole body wrapped with bandages from her face to her toes, only her short black hair and mouth revealed. Jennie's face wrote a sad emotion seeing the young girl laid on the bed.
"How could people do this to her?... This is my first time to see an abused girl in this critical…" Jennie sits beside the young girl. 
"Some humans are cruel and heartless," Jisoo said, eyes on a sleepy young girl. "I can't stand seeing her miserable. We should take care of her like adopted her?" Jennie suggested. "That will be a good idea," Jisoo agreed. 
"She must have a name… "
"We will know it sooner once she woke up" 
The door opened wide with loudness as the maknae line suddenly barged in. The young girl was startled in her sleep. Jennie shuts them up, asking them to lower their voices if they want to talk. Lisa and Rosé nodded with careful, slow waking to their . 
"Unnie, is this the girl you saved?" Rosé asked.
"Oh My god… She looks skinnier than me…" Lisa mumbled with a scared face on. "Because she might be abused or tortured by beasts and disgusting people out there" Jennie gritted her teeth, clenched the blanket tight. "Jendeuk, calm down. Everything will be okay" Jisoo said, brushing Jennie's back. Jennie reaches the young girl's hand and holds it gently. 
"Stay strong, girl. You can do it…" 
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Short Problem
Rosé x F! Reader
Warnings: height insecurity
Word Count: 484
A/n: it’s short cause you’re short 😈
GET BACK TO WORK YOU ELF ITS ALMOST CHRISTMAS 🎅🏻
I also typed in a random age🥸
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Being short sucks. It's been a constant struggle – reaching for things out of my grasp, enduring mistaken assumptions about my age, enduring the endless teasing about my height. For 22 years, it's been a source of deep insecurity for me, making me feel inadequate and small in more ways than one. But then I met Rosie.
Rosé is an amazing person. She's vibrant, charismatic, and head over heels for me. What strikes me the most? She doesn't give my height a second thought. She loves and admires me for who I am, not how tall I stand. In her eyes, my height is endearing, and she cherishes every moment we spend together.
"Chaeyoung! Help!" I called out, struggling to reach a bowl in the kitchen. Her footsteps rushed in, concern coloring her features. "What happened? Are you okay?" Her worry was endearing.
I awkwardly pointed at the top shelf. "Can't... reach... bowl," I admitted, feeling silly and small.
Rosé's eyes widened, and she giggled softly. "Oh, I got you, baby," she said, moving to grab it. Relief washed over me. But just as I tried to grab it, she playfully lifted it above her head, and I couldn't help but pout.
"Chaeyoung, that's not fair!" I whined, and she chuckled.
"Give me a kiss first, and I'll hand it over," she teased, puckering her lips. Rolling my eyes at her playful demand, I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss. As I pulled away, she pretended to protest with a mock pout. "Hey, I'm not finished," she teased.
Swiftly, I snatched the bowl, sticking my tongue out teasingly. "Thanks, babe," I quipped, turning to arrange the fruits. She hugged me from behind, resting her head on my shoulder.
"You know, I love that you're short. It gives me a chance to help you," she said softly, her affection melting my heart.
I chuckled. "And thank you for being my tall superhero, rescuing things from the heights," I teased back. She gently turned me to face her, tracing my face with tenderness.
"I love you," she whispered, pulling me into a sweet, lingering kiss. "I love you too," I whispered back, our smiles speaking volumes.
Being short has always brought insecurities. There were times when I felt self-conscious, wishing I could reach the top shelf or stand eye-to-eye with everyone. But Rosie has this magical way of turning those insecurities into cherished quirks. Her unwavering support, playful teasing, and her wholehearted acceptance of every part of me, including my shortcomings, dissolve those worries away. With her by my side, those moments of doubt about my height fade into insignificance. Her love makes me realize that the size of our hearts matters far more than any physical attribute. Thanks to Rosie, the cons seem to shrink away, leaving behind a world filled with love, laughter, and countless reasons to celebrate being exactly who I am.
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