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defrosted69 · 2 years

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My Roomate Bestie

Jiheon x reader fluff

You exhaled a heavy sigh. You were staring at the Verenda of your apartment as your eyes observe the busy night street.

It was always peaceful whenever the night arrives in the city and your view of your apartment dorm was perfect.

Well it was almost perfect because another person would fill the room. At first you were shocked by this fact because you applied for a single room dorm but because of the lack of funding and the sudden demand for a room, the landlord had no other choice but to make the single dorm room a shared dorm.

You tried to look for another dorm to apply too but because of a new school year, everything was booked and no single dorm was available for you.

In the end you had to accept it that you'll have a new roommate by force.

"Fuck.. I just hope that person isn't someone I hate the most.."

You took a sip from your tea as you continued to watch the night street.

You were Y/n Park. A 3rd year Mechanical Engineering student. Your cozy apartment will be invaded tomorrow and you didn't like it but you have to accept it.

With a sigh, you decided to rest for tomorrow's the weekends and it means its your rest day. Also, the weekends you were pertaining too was just sunday.

You headed to your room and closed your eyes as sleep took over.

It really feel like it was only 5 minutes of shut eye as the sun peaked through your window and it didn't help that someone was already knocking on your door.

You woke yourself up first as you put on some cologne just in case the new tenant is a woman. You can never known.

Once you look tidy and neat, You took a deep breath before opening the door and your eyes widen when the person infront of you looked....cute.

"Oh... Umm.. H-Hello.. I'm Baek Jiheon. Umm.. I'm moving in?"

The first thing you saw was her bright smile which was brighter than the sun itself. She was also quite tall but you were visibly taller than her.

You saw a few boxes near her and was surprised she carried all that by herself.

"Ah, You must be my new Roomate. Well the monthly pay is 150$."

Her eyes widen as she was visibly shocked.

"What?!"

You chuckled seeing her reaction.

"I'm just joking."

She calmed down upon hearing your words as you carried her boxes which surprised her.

"Woah, these are heavy boxes. You carried all of them?"

"Ah, No.. My.. My brother helped me up."

You entered your dorm with her box as you gently placed them on the spare room next to your own room.

Jiheon was slowly feeling comfortable with you as she wasn't expecting a good guy like you to be her roommate.

She was also a bit anxious from the start because she was an Idol and very known too. She was afraid that her roommate would just be an annoyance or would do something weird to her.

But seeing you upclose and witnessing you carry her stuff, her worry slowly dissappeared but there was still one question that lingered around her brain.

"Does he know me?"

Once you were done carrying her boxes you stretched your arms out as you didn't expect that you had to do an exercise first thing in the morning.

You looked over at her as she inspect her room.

"This room isn't much used. If you find andy dent on the wall or find anything wrong with your room. Just tell me and I'll speak with the landlord. He's an old rich man but can't fix shit..."

You sighted as Jiheon laughed softly at your joke.

"Come on, give him a break. He's an old man after all."

"Well I guess your right. Ah, I'm Y/N Park by the way. Nice to meet you Jiheon."

You offered a handshake to her which she happily accepted. Maybe it was because you just woke up as her hand was soft as a baby's skin and this made your heart skip a beat.

For the entirety of the day, you helped her with her stuff and along the way, you got to know her more as she got to know you as well.

Though she left out the part where she was an Idol as she wasn't that confident about it sharing with you.

"So you're gonna be a teacher huh?"

She enthusiastically nodded her head.

"Yup."

"Sounds nice to be honest. My dream is preety boring. Just fixing cars and all that."

Jiheon shook her head at you. She placed her hands on her hips and said

"It's good that you have dream you know. Even if its boring, it's still a dream."

Her pose towards you Almost looked like a mother scolding her son for misbehaving.

"Not many people at our age know what they want once they reach our age. It's a good thing you have goal in life you know."

"Uhuh, well I'm already 20 anyway so I guess that's normal."

"...."

Jiheon was quiet as she looked at you like she has seen a ghost. This made you look confused at her.

"What?"

"You're 20?"

"Yeah. I just turned 20 a few months ago."

She immediately bowed her head at you as this suprised you.

"I'm so sorry Oppa, I didn't know you were older than me."

"Uhh It's alright Jiheon. Just call me Y/n. No need to be formal though."

You laughed whole heartedly as it felt nice that someone called you an Oppa. You never got a girl say that to you unless they were asking for directions.

This time, a cute girl like Jiheon called you that word which skyrocketed your confidence.

Jiheon blushed from embarrassment but smiled nonetheless as you were cool with her calling you by your name.

Some people Jiheon encountered would often like them being called Oppa just because. Jiheon of course has no problem about it but she would be lying when she said she's not getting tired of it.

Luckily for her, she didn't have to formal with you as you were a cool person.

"Oh yeah, we haven't had dinner yet. Let me see if we have ingredients for-"

"Ah no it's okay Y/n. I actually ordered us some Pizza and drinks. It's my way of saying thanks for welcoming me. Hehehe~"

She shyly chuckled as a small tint of red appeared on her face. Seeing a flustered Jiheon was making you melt as Jiheon was starting to have a soft spot for you in your heart.

"I.. I couldn't be more happy meeting such a thoughtful junior. Huhuhu"

You faked your crying as Jiheon's shy demeanor immediately dissappeared and changed to a laughing mess.

It's been a few weeks since Jiheon moved and it was actually quite fun with her around.

You remember the times when you returned to your dorm and you were greeted with a quiet ambiance which wasn't that bad at all. Back then, You had all the time for yourself but now with Jiheon around. It was actually quite fun.

There was no dull moment with Jiheon around as she would immediately talk to you the moment you return home.

Her school was very close to yours but the problem is that it was an all girls school and they are very strict when it comes to boys.

You have no problems there since there was no way you would go to her school-

"Hey, Y/n? Can you do me a favor? I..forgot to bring my handout which I needed today but I can't leave school cause my schedule is packed. Is it okay for you to bring it to my school and give me my handout? I'll buy you Dinner later.

Welp, I guess you jinxed yourself.

"Sure why not? Where is it anyway?

"It's just around my study table. You'll see it cause it has a label on it.

"Alright. Bring it to you

"Thank you so much Y/n. I'll treat you to Dinner tonight.

You just chuckled at her and ended the call. Finding her handout was easy as her room was very organized. She was after all, a very organized compared to you who fixes their room whenever they want too.

Getting her papers was the easy part. The real journey was just starting as you walked to her university.

Her university was Seoul Women's university. It was prestigious school for the best young women in the country. So it was normal to see some prestigious looking people there.

Their attire was completely different from you but that didn't bother you as you entered the campus not knowing what kind of den you entered.

Once you entered the campus, You noticed the stares they were giving you as this made you a little tense but shrugged it off as you looked for Jiheon.

"Oh shit, I forgot to ask her where her class is."

You were about to call her when a girl approached you.

"Hello~ are you looking for something?"

"Ah, Do you know Jiheon? I need to give her something."

"Ah, Baek Jiheon? The princess of the school."

You smirked at her comment as you find her nickname childish and funny.

"Ah yeah, her. Do you know what her class is Miss?"

"I think she has class in that building."

"Oh okay, Thank you."

You smiled at her as you walked away and headed to the building she pointed out. Even though it was just a few seconds of conversation, the girl's heart was beating so fast and her cheeks were red.

"Well, their building looks more cleaner than my school so I give them that."

You thought as you eyed each classroom looking for a cute smiling girl. Some girls in class began murmuring to themselves as they discuss how a handsome guy was eyeing their class.

You on the other hand wasn't able to find Jiheon and was about to wait for her when Jiheon came running towards you.

"Oh, Jiheon."

"Y/n..you…have it..?"

She asked you as her words were cut off with her heavy breathing. This made you sigh as you pulled out your water bottle and gave it to her.

"Drink first. You're dehydrated as fuck."

Jiheon blushed a little as she accepted your offer. Though she hesitated at first as her mind was conflicted with her own thoughts.

"Aish those 2 girls really. If they didn't say those words maybe I didn't have to make this a big deal. Besides, It's not like were kissing....it's just... An.. Inderect kiss..."

Once again Jiheon blushed as this confuses you. Jiheon looked redder than normal as a small sense of worry started to fill your thought.

"Hey you alright?"

"H-Huh? Y-yeah I'm fine."

"Hmm…you sure?"

"I'm sure-"

Your hand touched her forehead as this only made her blush even more.

"Sheesh, You're burning up. Keep my water bottle for now. You should rest after today. Don't worry about dinner. I'll buy you some soup later alright?"

"But-"

"It's alright. It's not like I have no money you know? Hahaha."

You have no money.

You were broke. Well not technically but you were saving money just for keepsake. But you didn't mind spending a few for Jiheon.

You handed her the papers and left leaving a very confused Jiheon.

Her heart was racing and her breath started to feel heavy. Her cheeks were also turning pink rather than red.

"What's this feeling?"

It was a new feeling for her. She felt like there was a knot on her stomach for some reason. And when you were away from her vision, that knot feeling dissappeared immediately. It was a mix of anxiety and joy and a little of excitement.

She couldn't figure out what it was but she was also curious about it. This was something that intrigue her and who's better to ask than her members.

"You're in love Jiheon."

"Yup, Totally."

Saerom and Hayoung said as this made Jiheon shocked. She didn't expect those words to come out from the 2 eldest in the group.

"Wait! That sounds impossible though. How can I fall in love with him when it's only a few days of meeting him?"

"Well has he always been there for you?"

"Well..."

Jiheon began to think about that question, were you always there for her?

She looked back at the beginning where you welcomed her warmly. You helped her move in and both of you enjoy each other's presence.

Next, she looked back when you were always there whenever she had a problem. The latest was a few days ago when you gave her assignment papers. Even though she offered you dinner, you declined it and even made you soup which she enjoyed by the way.

Last is how much she started seeking you whenever you arrive home. Her life has always been an idol and a student but being with you made her feel like she was just an ordinary girl. She can have fun like a normal person and even be sad like a normal person.

Maybe it was because you didn't know she was an Idol that you didn't react to her at all. Or it could be you were just hiding the fact that you know that she is an Idol.

Either way, it all pointed to you leaving a positive impact on her which in turn made her feel like this.

The feeling of love.

Jiheon blushed as she realized what has happened to her. Hayoung smirked at their Maknae as Saerom looked a little troubled.

"Guys! Jiheon has a crush on someone!"

Her voice alerted everyone as they all rushed towards her. Some smiling while the others with a stern look.

Chaeyoung, Hayoung and Nagyung were the ones smiling while Saerom, Jiwon, Jisun and Seoyeon were the ones with a stern look.

"Ohh our Maknae is all grown up. All in love uwu"

Chaeyoung teased her as this only made her embarrassed even more.

"Yah, who's the guy? Is he nice? Does he have a hobby? Does he drink? Smoke?"

Saerom was straight up intirogating the Maknae of the group as Hayoung had to pull her away.

"Ah, No I'm going home. See you guys tomorrow."

Jiheon avoided all their question as she stood up and grabbed her bag and zoomed away from their practice room. Her action made them chuckle at her.

"Ah, she's so cute when she's flustered."

Saerom smiled proudly but that didn't last long.

"Now I wanna have a nice talk with the guy."

Saerom's cold stare could kill someone as Hayoung calmed her down.

"Unnie, I think talking doesn't require a bat. Where did you even get that?"

"Oh? This? I don't know. Maybe it magical appeared here"

Jiheon returned to your dorm as she quietly made her way to her bed not wanting to wake you up.

She knew that if she faced you now, her soft fragile heart can’t handle it. You already killed the lights off the place and since Jiheon didn't want to make any noise, she walked to the dark and unfortunately for her, she tripped and made a huge loud sound.

"Shit! I better-"

"Jiheon! Are you okay!"

That voice. Your voice alone send butterflies to her stomach as she could feel her heart beating so fast.

You hurriedly made your way to help her up as Jiheon was Quiet. Unknown to her she got an ankle sprain as she immediately winced in pain when she put weight on her feet. Once again, you were their to catch her as your face was full of worry.

"Hold on tight."

"wha-"

With one scoop, You were carrying her princess style. If you think Jiheon wasn't red enough, think again.

She was redder than a Tomato now but she also liked how your strong arms carried her with no effort.

You gently placed her on her bed as you left and returned immediately with some ointment and something to patch her ankle.

"Sheesh Ji, just tell me if it hurt alright?"

She could only nod her head as she was embarrassed that the person she liked was tending to her injury.

You gently applied the ointment and gently massaged her ankle. Jiheon was surprised and shocked that you were actually preety good when it comes to massaging her ankle.

She felt so relaxed and at peace but once she felt the patch wrap around her ankle, she knows you were already leaving.

"If you can't walk, just call me alright. I'll help you out."

Jiheon now was more tempted to say something to you.

"Y/n."

"Yeah?"

"Why are you so nice to me?"

You stayed silent for a few seconds before you smiled at her.

"Because kindness is the best thing to do."

Jiheon widen her eyes as she looked suprised at you.

"I believe being kind to others is the best way of showing someone you appreciate them."

"You appriciate me?"

"Of course. Being with you made it more fun for me. Not only that, but I actually like it when you smile. It also make me smile you know. It's very preety too."

Jiheon couldn't help it. Her heart was racing to the max and she was slowly falling deeper and deeper for you. Then it hit her. This was now or never. She needed to get this out of his system. So with all the courage she had left, she decided to say it.

"Y/n."

"Yeah?"

"I wanna apologize to you for not telling you this."

This confused you as your eyebrows raised a little.

"What do you mean?"

Nervousness was starting to eat her up but she clenched her fist as there was no turning back now. She has already started it and she needed to go and finish it right.

With one deep breath, she said

"I'm actually an Idol. Fromis_9 to be exact."

"Oh your an idol.….........wait an Idol?!"

It took you a few seconds to realize what she said as your shocked expression turned into a smiling one.

"That's so cool!!"

Your eyes were bright and full of excitement as Jiheon couldn't help but smile. This in turn only added more confidence in her.

"Y/n."

"Yeah?"

"What do you think of me dating someone?"

"Ohhh, Do you like someone?"

You got closer to her as this only made her blush as her cheeks turned redder.

"I.. I do.."

"Oh? Who?"

"Well... For starters, he's very kind. Like he is always ready to help anyone. Also he likes to make me smile all the time."

"Damn, he's a lucky bastard."

You grumbled those words as you couldn't believe an Idol like Jiheon actually like someone. In your perspective he was a really lucky bastard because he was able to capture the cute smiling preety girl Jiheon.

But you were her friend,so in some sort of way you won something.

Jiheon on the other hand chuckled as she describe you, the person she likes....

The person she fell in love with.

"He also tends to my needs even though he doesn't have too. He also was my Roommate bestie when I first moved to my dorm."

At this point, your eyes widen as you immediately looked at Jiheon. Jiheon looked so calm and happy towards you. Her smile was something you never saw before.

It has that same shine you always see but this time, it had another flavor mixed in.

It was love.

"Right now he tended my ankle and is staring at me surprised. And I'm about to tell him..."

Jiheon slowly made her way towards you as she closes the gap between you.

"That I..."

She was leaning closer to you.

"I...."

Jiheon stopped as both of you were close to each other's gazes.

"I love you."

Jiheon finally said 3 words that she wanted to say. She has never expected to say those 3 words in her life to someone other than her family and members but here you are, making her say it.

Your heart was racing as you could swear you can hear your own heartbeat. Your cheeks were turning red as well.

Because you didn't expect the girl you fell in love the moment you met her, was confessing to you.

You held your emotion away as you felt that you manage to build a friendly bond with her. Besides, you realized that Jiheon's beauty was waaaay beyond your league. There was no way she will give you a chance.

But fate sure knows how to play with your feelings.

"I'm..sorry Jiheon."

Jiheon already knew what those words means. She looked down defeated knowing you dissmised he-

"I also liked you the moment I saw you but was afraid to confess because we became good friends. I'm sorry I'm a cowa-"

Jiheon didn't want to hear your pathetic words anymore as she shut your mouth with hers. Her soft plump lips tasted so sweet.

Her strawberry flavored lips was what your brain was processing. Her stomach who was filled with butterflies was removed and was replaced with passion and excitement.

A few seconds passed by as Jiheon pulled away as both you managed to wake yourself up from the euphoric experience.

"You didn't have to apologize Y/n. Why do you need to apologize? I love you and you love me. Isn't that what matter right now?"

You adjusted a stray of hair behind her ear and gave her the sweetest smile you could give her. In your arms was the most beautiful and preetiest girl in the world.

You kissed her forehead as Jiheon wrapped her arms around you.

"Yeah, I love you too my roommate bestie."

She giggled as both of you snuggled in her bed. You gave her head a pat and said

"I should probably meet your members first. To get their approval you know?."

"Ah, you might want to avoid my leader if you value your life."

"But isn't the leader the first one I should meet first? Don't worry I-"

"She'll kill you on sight."

"So how long were you in a idol group?"

Jiheon wholeheartedly laughed at how fast you changed the topic. This was one of the many reasons why she fell for you.

"Well I first started at...."

The entirety of the night, both of you just admired each other's presence and eventually fell asleep in each other's embrace. Both of your hearts were at calm and peace as they felt safe and loved.

Because their hearts was with their roommate bestie.

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kkulgings · 1 year

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❈° ≫ sweet | baek jiheon

═══════ SWEET !

pairing ⇢ baek jiheon x gn!reader

genre ⇢ fluff, college!au

warnings ⇢ mentions of food & eating, very sweet (literally)

word count ⇢ 2063

synopsis ⇢ as a student, jiheon knows what it’s like to be stressed during final exams, so she decides to come over with a sweet surprise.

you slammed your head on the table, a loud thump spreading through your empty apartment. your roommates were out partying late at night again, both of them being business majors who rarely had to worry as much as you on their final exams. whenever you tried to talk to them about your stress and worries for the future, they would try to convince you to pursue something different where your mind would not always be occupied with studying for the exam you had in a week or the lab homework you had to finish before your 8 a.m. lab.

despite how much you complained about your coursework, you never listened to them. you loved spending time in the lab, studying the latest specimen the professor had laid out under the microscope. you were so interested in what life in a lab coat had in store for you from the experiences you had already been granted.

though, during these times, you wished your younger self never found so much interest in science and all of its mysteries. you swore if you had to learn about another bacteria present in everyday life, the pain in your brain would grow to be worse than the one growing on your forehead from your defeated faceplant on the table. rubbing the spot as you lifted your head up, your eyes focused back on the screen in front of you. you tried to decipher the words on the screen, eyes moving to the notecard in front of you when you couldn’t comprehend the words. it seemed the hit to your head hindered your ability to understand what you had written, not that you could make sense of it before.

you closed your laptop before you pushed your chair away from your desk, deciding that you deserved a break after using up all the strength your brain had studying for this final. now your problem was about what exactly you could do. more times than not, you used this break time with your roommates, either playing mario kart on the nintendo switch or watching a couple episodes of the tv show you three were currently watching together.

with nothing else to do, you wound up in the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator and cupboards for anything you could eat before you returned to your studies. unfortunately, there were limited items in the pantry. one of your roommates probably forgot to buy groceries, so now you had to face the repercussions while they were probably enjoying some food. delicious or not, you were sure the alcohol would make anything they consume astronomically better. you debated having some yourself, knowing that your roommates often stored liquor in the apartment. however, when you remembered the copious amount of material you still had to go over, you decided against it, opting for a cup of coffee instead.

as you put the pod inside the keurig, you heard the doorbell ring. raising an eyebrow, you made your way over to the door, wondering who could be there at this time. it was past normal visiting hours, but it was still far too early for either of your roommates to be home. peeking out of the peephole, you spied on the person who was waiting patiently at your door. recognizing the person, you immediately pulled open the door, causing the person behind it to jump.

“jiheon,” you breathed, not believing that she was right there in front of you, backpack slung over her shoulder and holding a mysterious box.

“surprise!” she greeted, pushing her way into your apartment.

you watched as she set the box in her hands onto the counter before opening her hands up for a hug. you sighed, knowing that you could never deny your girlfriend of her wants, even if you were a little disappointed in her at the moment.

“you shouldn’t have came. it’s dangerous coming over here at night,” you scolded as you wrapped your arms around her, holding her as if you had almost lost her to whoever may be lurking in your shady neighborhood.

“you’re always worried for no reason. i didn’t come alone!” she defended, “chaeyoung and nagyung came with me, and they have each other going back. no one’s getting hurt around here.”

you shook her head at her explanation. you were just glad she was safe. if something happened to her while she was trying to come to you, you didn’t know what you would do. you would probably fail your final though as you would be worried too much about her to even study. seeing how the keurig’s stream of coffee had stopped, you retrieved your french roast.

“coffee?” you offered her, already beginning to shuffle through the random assortment of pods stored in the drawer.

she clapped her hands together in excitement. “ooh! that’s actually perfect! do you have the one i drank last time i was here? that one was really good!”

you tried to remember the last time she had come over to your apartment when your roommates were around. they had offered her one of their flavored lattes, so you figured that was what she had drinken. you knew she wasn’t much of a plain roast person. neither were you, but it helped keep you up better than your roommates’ lattes.

“caramel mocha latte?” you read from the pod you picked up, “is this the one?”

she nodded in response, so you put it into the keurig, replacing yours that was soon thrown in the trash. you went through the cupboards to find her cup, the cup that was meant for her because it perfectly matched yours. a year ago, you had gotten it as a gift at a secret santa you attended, not thinking the cups would ever be put to good use, but here they were.

“so…why did you decide to come over,” you asked as you leaned on the counter. you took a sip of your coffee, seemingly forgetting about all the laws of temperature while trying to start a casual conversation. turning your head and sticking your tongue out, you attempted to let the cool air reach the tastebuds you may have burnt off.

she shrugged. “thought you could use some company. i saw your roommates earlier, and they said you were stuck at home studying for an exam, so i figured i could study with you.”

jiheon was as studious as ever. you knew from experience she preferred to study alone, however. both of you did, opting to stay away from each other until exams were over to prevent any distractions. you were quite surprised by her response, but you weren’t about to complain about having some company. you loved hearing things in the background to reassure you weren’t alone, even if the only sound you would hear was her soft breathing.

“then i guess you really need this coffee,” you joked as you pulled the mug off its spot, handing the freshly made cup of caffeine to her.

“thank you.”

she took the cup into her hands, the warmth beginning to spread through her hands. it was much needed on a cold night like this where any sane person would rather be curled up in their blankets watching a movie instead of catching up on the different classes of antibiotics and which infections they can help recover.

jiheon followed your gaze onto the box she had set on the counter, realizing those eyes of yours were asking a question of their own. “i baked cupcakes for us,” she explained, opening the box to reveal an array of amateurly iced desserts, “they look kind of ugly since i don’t bake often, but i can assure you they taste great!”

though the cupcakes could never compare to ones found in the high-end bakeries surrounding the campus, they had a special beauty to them. this special beauty originated from the one who made them with such care and love, rubbing off her own beauty onto them.

nothing could be more beautiful to you than the things jiheon made with her delicate hands. you’ve kept every single present jiheon had ever made for you. from the portrait she made when you two were in middle school to the teddy bear she tried to sew last christmas. you cherished everything your girlfriend made, for every piece would have her tender love tucked away into it.

“no,” you asserted, “they look great.”

you never missed the way her eyes lit up whenever you reassured her the projects she deemed failures were never actually failures. she appreciated knowing that if no one appreciated her works, you would.

you picked up one of the cupcakes. the pink frosting hung over the sides, marking your fingers with the sweet cream. peeling back the wrapper, you attempted to take a bite of both the cake and frosting for the perfect bite. however, your nose dipped into the frosting, creating a dollop as you pulled away.

this elicited a giggle from jiheon, who tried her best to hide how she was laughing at you by placing her right hand over her mouth. it wasn’t very effective though, considering how over the years you studied the way her eyes would crinkle into an eye smile every time she felt remotely happy. you gave her a joking glare with your arms crossed after you placed the cupcake down. she pulled her hand away and placed her cup down to grab a napkin from the side, revealing her wide smile that showed off her gums.

“sorry,” she apologized as she brought the paper towel to your nose, pinching it to wipe off the frosting completely. “so, did the cupcake taste alright?”

you were about to open your mouth to give your genuine answer, but something else came to mind. “why don’t you find out?”

confused by your strange response, jiheon reached over for another cupcake to have a taste herself. however, before she was able to do so, you held her face and pulled her to look at you. her expression began to mix between the confusion of your answer and love as she stared into your eyes. without another thought, you pulled her into a kiss, hoping the reminiscence of the cupcake’s taste would transfer as your lips molded together.

you two stayed like that for a moment, taking in the affection both of you were deprived of while studying for exams. this was exactly why you two never wanted to see each other through your important exams. once it began, you two never seemed to want to pull away from each other, as if the other would disappear the moment you disconnected.

as you placed your hand on her back, prepared to continue for a while longer, a loud sound came from your phone. both of you pulled away. you cursed at your habit of always setting alarms for your breaks to make sure you never strayed away from your studies for too long. you sighed as you pressed the button to grant the room with silence again.

“i guess that’s our cue to begin our studying.” jiheon remarked as she gathered her bag from the chair, “if we finish early, we can continue.”

she was right. both of you had a long night ahead, so it was in your best interest to begin your session as soon as possible. you still had yet to process what you had been unable to comprehend on your notecard earlier.

“i suppose you have a point,” you surrendered before picking up the cupcake to finish. in another two bites, it was gone, and you felt the energy coming back to you in the form of caffeine and sugar.

both of you grabbed onto your cups from the counter, bringing them back to your room. you cleared half of your large desk, which had been scattered with countless papers filled with notes, and pulled another chair to it. jiheon sat down comfortably, setting her backpack to the side before pulling out her ipad and textbook. after you two cracked your knuckles in unison, you both were ready to conquer a couple long hours of studying.

before you did though, there was something on your mind.

“so, how did the cupcake taste?”

“it was sweet, but i can’t tell if that was the cupcake, or if that was just you.”

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strawberryya · 1 year

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co-parenting

jiwon x reader

synopsis: You adopt a fish, but you do so with a stranger that you just met and will now co-parent said fish with. It goes pretty well, especially since your co-parent is gorgeous and hilarious...

word count: 3.8k

genre/contains: Fluff, sick pet, kissing, fated mates, hurt/comfort, everyone is gay, straight people don’t exist obviously, not technically a crackfic, just unapologetically unhinged, strangers to lovers but we move fast as fuck, reader is gn-neutral, probably a ton of incorrect fish facts, ft. roommate seoyeon.

a/n: So, this is the result of me trying to do that tiktok trend with the filters and you write something based on what you get from them. The "fated mates, hurt/comfort, everyone is gay, straight people don’t exist obviously, not technically a crackfic, just unapologetically unhinged." are the ones I got from that and they now exist here in some way I think so tadaa!

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“Fuck it, I’m getting a fish!” you shouted, barging into the living room where your roommate, Seoyeon, was peacefully eating cereal for lunch.

Putting down her spoon and phone she hesitated before asking, “May I ask why you have decided to get a fish, and also why it was necessary for me to know this information?”

“Because I just spent an hour crying over these videos on youtube about people decorating huge tanks for tiny fish, and it was so adorable, and I’m a bit emotional today, so we’re getting a fish to fix it,” you said in one breath, making you breathe in and out very deeply once you finished.

Seoyeon only nodded and went back to her phone and cereal, not bothering to question you any further. You were in sweats and an oversized t-shirt and decided not to concern yourself over your choice of attire as you put on the first shoes you could find before running out of the apartment, shouting “Bye! I’ll be back with my fish child soon!” while you flung the door shut behind you.

Running around the city for a fish you just decided on adopting wasn’t what you wished to do this day, so it was a very pleasant surprise when you waltzed into a pet store after only a couple of minutes of walking from your apartment.

You headed directly towards the big sign with FISH on it.

It smelled like aquariums and fish food in the designated FISH area, but you weren’t in the mindset to notice the less-than-pleasant smells; too busy strutting along the isles of lit-up tanks to pick up the scent.

You passed tanks of various sizes, filled with sand, water, plants, and of course fish. In some tanks, you even spotted some crabs and shrimps crawling around along the rocky bottoms of their tanks, and the seahorses had you stopping to look at them where they swam around for quite a while.

There were hundreds of adorable little fishies, and you stopped in front of maybe a dozen or so tanks looking at the small creatures making their way through the water. But none of the ones you saw had you on your knees begging to take it home, that was until you reached the end of one of the rows, where a single fish resided, swimming slowly through the clear water in the tank. You were mesmerized the moment you saw him.

“You’re the one!” you excitedly exclaimed as you stood there, bent over and pressing your face close to the glass of the tank while looking at your new son in complete awe.

However. As you said that, it was as if you could hear the echo of your voice coming from the tank, but it wasn’t from the tank that the sound was coming from, and it wasn’t exactly your voice either. No, it was coming from behind the tank on the opposite end of it.

You managed to force your eyes to look past your (in your mind) already adopted son, and look through the glass tank to the other end, meeting, not just an empty isle on the other side, but a face staring right back at you, the expression seemingly just as surprised as yours. It took you both a while to try and comprehend what was going on, both of your simply staring at each other through the tank, looking at each others’ distorted faces, your eyes going between each other, and the fish still calmly swimming in the water in between you.

This person had said the same thing that you had, at the exact same time as you had, about the very same fish that you just had. What are the odds of that even happening? You blinked one last time before you pushed yourself up from the position you had been standing in and instead of staring at each other through the tank, you were now face-to-face with the prettiest girl you had ever seen. (this also made you instantly regret not putting a bit more effort into your outfit, but that regret would have to be postponed for a later time.)

“Hi,” you managed to cough up along with a small wave to the person standing across from you.

“Hello,” she responded, waving her hand back in an absent-minded way, still staring at you with an unreadable expression.

“You… like my fish?” you finally continued, not even aware enough to be mad at yourself for how stupid that sounded.

She looked back at you, her expression turning into more of a questioning frown than the unreadable one she had had since you saw her through the tank.

“Your fish? Did you already adopt him??” she said, sounding rather flabbergasted.

“No, I mean, technically I haven’t, but I was just about to!” you tried to explain.

She looked down at the fish, and you did the same, a couple of seconds passed while you both stood there, mesmerized once again by the adorableness of the creature swimming around in there.

“I was about to do the same,” she said after a while, looking back up at you and meeting your eyes with a fiery passion you weren’t prepared for at all.

Now you were the one who was flabbergasted. “I- uhm, I don’t know how we should…” you began. You weren’t sure what to say or do, to be honest; because what does one do when two people have decided that their fish is the same exact fish and that they both want to adopt that fish? However, you didn’t have to think too hard or long about what to do because the woman in front of you soon interrupted your thoughts.

“What if we co-parented him?” she asked, her tone implying that her proposal was a very logical solution to your problem.

You took a moment to process the proposal before nodding and agreeing to try. “Okay, but - how exactly does one co-parent an aquatic animal?” you questioned, hoping that she would have some experience or at least a plan on how to execute the idea.

She did not, but, she very quickly came up with an ingenious plan: “What if one of us keeps him at our place, and then the other parent can just come over to care for him when it’s their turn? I’m thinking that would be easier than carrying the entire tank between our places every week. Also, that doesn’t seem very nice to our son either…”

“Yes, you’re right, we must consider the trauma that he would suffer through having his entire life moved around so often, especially since he will be living all alone instead of with his friends like he has been so far in his life,” you added, and you both nodded with serious faces before looking at the fish in the tank next to you.

Your grim faces dissolved into adoring ones as soon as you laid eyes on him, “Yes, we must keep our son’s best in mind through it all,” she agreed. “Our son” already sounded natural in her mouth. You had to admit that your heart fluttered a bit, hearing her refer to you two as one unit like that, like a pair inseparable from one another.

No, this was not the time to catch feelings for someone, a crush on your now co-parent would only complicate everything - not a good idea, you thought as you mentally slapped yourself.

“I’m Jiwon by the way,” she said as you walked over to the front desk to request someone to help you get everything you needed.

“I’m y/n and I’m looking forward to co-parenting with you Jiwon,” you responded, your smile growing wider as you continued walking.

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In the end, you had decided that your place would be best, you had a bit more space that could easily be cleared out to fit the tank, and Jiwon said she was okay with him staying at yours as long as she was free to come to visit often. The whole process of installing the tank, and then the water process, and on top of that trying to choose how to decorate your son's tank had been a full day commitment, or, a full seven-day commitment it had turned out. Not that you were complaining, quite the opposite actually, this was the most fun you had had in a while, and it was largely due to the fact that your new co-guardian was one of the funniest people ever.

She had made you laugh over the silliest of things so many times you wouldn’t be able to count them even if you tried. Then there was the whole issue of how she turned out to have this weird superpower when it came to you.

Whenever she looked at you, it was as if you could tell how her attention shifted. You felt all the attention in the world shifting over to focus solely on you, and every single time it made you so flustered you wanted to poof your way out of the situation before you did anything stupid; like telling her how much you love the way she looks at you, or how she makes you feel so special you get a teeny tiny bit of hybris each time she smiles at one of your stupid jokes, or the stupidest thing of all - kiss her.

Anyways… now your son had his own brand new castle with a tower on the side since you both came to the conclusion that he would love to have that as a bedroom. (because who wouldn’t like his own tower to run back to when life gets too hectic?) And today was the day when he could finally come home to his new home in the corner of your bedroom.

But, there was one thing that you had just now begun pondering: what do we call him? You had been throwing out names left and right for a while now, but everything just seemed so silly when you said them out loud. Marty, Bob, and Andrew had all been discussed and declined by both of you in the end.

“What about Bartholomew Timothy the First, but we will just call him Timothy?”

“It’s perfect! You’re a genius!!” you responded and smiled from ear to ear making Jiwon look away, her face flushing slightly. You noticed how she tried to hide it, but it was too late, your heart made a flip in your chest at her adorable awkwardness.

A few moments passed where you both just stopped and gazed into each other’s eyes, both of you unable to look away or speak.

“Weren’t you two supposed to pick up your fish?” a voice asked, snapping you both out of your little moment.

“Weren’t you supposed to leave for your ice cream date with your girlfriend like 10 minutes ago??” you responded, a bit more sassy and defensive than you had planned. Fortunately, Seoyeon didn’t remark or seem to care about that too much, she just smiled a bit and waved her hand.

“She said she would be late so I’m just waiting a bit so I don’t get there too early. You two, however, what’s your excuse? Trying out telepathy by staring at each other long enough?” she snickered a bit at herself as she watched you both fiddle with the edges of the couch you were sitting on in the living room.

“We were just leaving, and yes, we are currently talking about how much we would love you if you would be so kind as to bring home some of that ice cream for us through our minds. Witchy right?” Jiwon said back, smiling at you as she began getting up, naturally making you follow her lead and get up from the soft cushions.

“Good luck with your witchy communicating, and we’ll see about the ice cream,” Seoyeon said, smirking a bit when both you and Jiwon awkwardly headed out, both of you unsure of how to handle the tension that kept being constantly present in your relationship.

You made it through the day though, and Bartholomew Timothy the First adjusted quickly to his new home. It took a while to figure out the routines surrounding your co-parenting, but after a bit, it seemed as if it had always been just like this. Jiwon came over every other day to occasionally feed but mainly just spend time with Timothy, (and in the end you), and on the weekends she came over for as long as possible, at times the entire day. You watched movies together (along with Timothy of course), showing each other your favorite movies and shows, listening to music together (still with Timothy of course), and sometimes you just talked for hours, getting to know each other (and letting Timothy get to know is new parent, of course).

It was comfortable, but those moments, where you felt that pulsating intense feeling of having her focus all her attention on you had become increasingly difficult to handle. But for Timothys’ sake, you weren’t sure if it was a great idea to let feelings into your co-parenting relationship just like that.

Nevertheless, this moment was not the time for thinking about things like that, you told yourself and pushed the feelings and the thoughts deep down as you scurried over to the front door, begging her in your mind not to ring the doorbell one more time.

“Hi, come on, hurry and be quiet,” you hissed after you opened the door, letting Jiwon into the hallway before dragging her with you to your room by her hand. Once you had shut your door behind you, you let out a deep sigh and leaned back against the door.

“Why are we whispering??” Jiwon whispered to you, pulling you out of your moment of letting go of the stress you had just experienced from not wanting to be too loud.

You opened your eyes to answer her, but Jiwons big eyes staring at you, her face lit up by the dim lighting of the room, and the close proximity she was in since you were still holding her hand in yours distracted you before you could explain your behavior.

“Woah,” you accidentally let out under your breath.

Jiwon’s eyes became even bigger, her pupils growing as you let your thumb drag over her hand. “What?” she said in a hushed tone.

“Uh, nothing, it was nothing really… we’re whispering because Seoyeon - date - shouldn’t disturb…” you tried, but she didn’t care about the reasons for your actions anymore, so she asked again about what she wanted you to actually tell her.

“Woah what?” she said, her tone still low and seductive, but she had managed to still copy the exact way you had said woah before. The teasing in a moment like this was too much for you to handle, and your face cracked up in a wide smile and you chuckled a short chuckle before collecting yourself.

“Woah, you look so pretty right now, is what I was thinking,” you said with a teasing smirk on your face as you saw how Jiwon’s pupils grew even wider than before and her cheeks became tinted a shade of pink that was hard to define in the low light of the room.

“...oh,” she murmured, her eyes landing on your grinning mouth. “You look… really pretty too,” Jiwon said under her breath.

Ok, fuck pushing down the thoughts and the feelings, Timothy can handle it. You thought as you let the words on your mind fall off your tongue.

“Jiwon, I like you,” you whispered with a trembling voice and her eyes shot up to yours with lightning speed.

Now she was the one smirking. “I like you too…”

Her words hit you like the heat when getting out of an airplane in Spain, and suddenly you felt very lightheaded, the lights of the room blurring a bit around the edges. Your breath was still caught in your throat and your heartbeat was going feral inside your chest.

“You like me too…? Oh my god,” you said in a slightly more high-pitched voice than you meant to let out. She suppressed a laugh at your shocked state before saying, “Yeah, I like you too.”

That was the last drop, you couldn’t not kiss her now when she’s standing pressed against you with eyes staring at you like you were a freaking jewel, telling you that she liked you back! So you leaned forward, her breath hot against your skin when you stopped, “Can I…” you began, but your words were interrupted when Jiwon murmured “Yes,” before leaning in the rest of the way and letting your lips fall onto hers.

Her lips were so perfect, and it took you a while to pull off of each other and stop the makeout session that had been initiated by your confessions. And once you had left her warm and unimaginably soft lips, you wanted nothing more than to go right back to kissing her again. But the need to simply hold her, and look at her in your arms overpowered the need to kiss her, if only momentarily.

“So,” you began, both of you giggling when you made eye contact and saw the others’ puffy lips, “are we… more than friends?” you asked, subduing the giggles while waiting for a response.

“I mean, I would love to be your girlfriend, if you want that too…” she said, looking away for a moment before you could feel the shift in the air yet again. The attention feeling like fluffy clouds surrounding you, embedding you within it, and letting you float through the air as if you were literally flying.

“I’d love that,” was all you could say before you let your lips meet hers again, sweet kisses combined with whispers, confessing just how much you’d love calling her your girlfriend, and countless tiny words confessing all the big feelings you were feeling for her and she was feeling for you, all of them spilling out at once and leaving you both in a sea of all that you wanted to say and all that you wanted to hear.

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“He’s sick!” you cried out, sobbing into her shoulder as soon as she stepped into your apartment, embracing you tightly as she asked, “How, what’s wrong with him?” The worry she felt filled her voice when she spoke.

“I don’t know,” you whispered, “he’s not swimming around like usual, and he won’t eat, and he won’t come out of his castle!”

Jiwon patted your head, hushing your sobs as her own eyes filled with tears of worry for both you and Timothy.

Once you had calmed down a bit, showing her the signs of Timothy’s sickness, Jiwon pulled out her phone, searching for a couple of minutes before chuckling just a little bit and then looking up at you, her eyes shining with joy and relief.

“What??” you practically screamed, wanting to understand why she was suddenly seemingly the opposite of worried for Timothy.

“Babe, this says all those signs are just signs of him being pregnant…” she finally said, laughter hanging in the previously very tense air around you.

“He’s… going to have babies? But, when…”

“It’s possible that he hadn’t been alone in that tank before we showed up that day… and we only got him like a couple of weeks ago and this says they usually pregnant for a month or two, so he was probably already pregnant when we got him,” she explained, showing you the page and the signs that it was, in fact, a pregnancy and that he wasn’t dying.

“So… WE’RE GOING TO BE GRANDPARENTS!” you shouted, now exuberant from both the relief and the thought of your son becoming a parent of tiny little Timothys’.

“Oh my god, you’re right!” Jiwon exclaimed, “We better get ready, let’s go and get a rocking chair, and we should learn how to make little knitted waterproof fish hats, and we absolutely need to learn the rules of chess so we can teach them when they get a bit older,” she began, now completely absorbed in the idea of becoming the absolute best grandma that she could possibly be for the little ones.

You felt that extreme joy about Timothy quickly turn into something else, your heart became filled with pure love and adoration for your girlfriend, and then she looked at you, and you felt the air shift just like it had done so many times since you met her, and you couldn’t help yourself.

“I love you,” you said under your breath.

But it was definitely loud enough for her to hear you loud and clear.

“What…” she said, visibly still trying to process what you had just said. It had only been a couple of weeks since you had met, and it was definitely wayyy too soon to say that, but you felt it, and when she looked at you like that it was simply impossible to not let your feelings be known.

“I- I love you…” you repeated it, trying your hardest to keep eye contact with her even though your brain was screaming at you to run and hide, however, another part of your brain was screaming to stay and say it a hundred times more if she wanted to hear it, and that voice was so much louder than the other one, so you basically had no choice but to stay and wait. Fortunately, you didn’t have to wait too long, because once the fact of what you had just said had been processed, her face cracked up into a smile, “I love you too,” she said. It was simple, but it was everything that mattered in the entire world, she loves you, and you love her, and you giggled, pulling each other in and kissing her so deeply you were sure you would weld yourself to her lips someday and never let go.

Once you pulled your lips away, still unable to take the smile off your lips, and her smile sticking to her own lips, you placed your forehead against hers, staring into one another's eyes.

“You know, I think we might have been fated to meet that day in the pet store,” Jiwon said, breaking the comfortable silence of you two just floating in the moment. However, you had decided that there had been too much sappiness for one day already at this point.

“Pfft, yeah, no, I mean sure, it could’ve been destiny, or just pure luck, orrrrr it was just unavoidable since I'm so hot. Guess we will never know for sure…”

Your tone and statement made Jiwon chuckle before she grabbed your face again and pulled you towards her lips, “You’re right, you’re hot and it was definitely inevitable for us to fall in love,” she said once she pulled back making you both fall into a fit of giggles and laughter as you pushed her playfully before kissing her once again and then a hundred more times and hoped that you would be able to do just that for the rest of your life.

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yv17 · 2 years

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a/n: jiheon has been wreckering me lately a LOT (even though i'm an ot9 so idk if that's possible) but also i just need to write something with the fromis girls because. there's no reason in particular I just want to.

[6:56] "why does this homework have to be so goddamn hard?"

you were sitting in your room, practically breaking down at this point. biology was never your strongest subject, but lately the teacher was giving too much homework from stuff she didn't even say during class. and to say you were angry about that was an understatement.

you laid down on your desk, head on your notebook as you thought of something, anything to make this homework easier. the only problem was, there wasn't really any way to do it. the teacher gave each of her students different homework and made sure there was no easy way to find answers on the internet.

basically, a psychopath.

suddenly soft knocking came from the hall, signaling that someone was currently standing in front of your apartment. and only then you realized that your girlfriend was supposed to visit you today, and your place was, well, a complete mess.

you walked up to the door, opening it to see jiheon, a bright smile on her face and two bags of food in her hands, standing there. you let her in, getting a small peck on the cheek as a hello.

she walked into the kitchen, seeing a massive pile of undone dishes and immediately realized that you probably had a lot of schoolwork lately, because after all, no matter how much of a mess you were, your dishes were always done. always. her eyes caught yours as she gave you a worried look.

"too much happening at school?" she asked, coming up to you and giving you a warm hug. you wrapped your arms around her, answering only with a silent, almost unaudible hum. jiheon heard it without a problem; and instantly knew what to do.

the girl dragged you towards the couch, snatching a blanket from one of the shelves on her way there. sitting both of you down, she wrapped you both under the blanket, letting your head fall down onto her arm.

"i can help you with your homework later, if you want to." she said, softly playing with your hair. "but for now, let's rest a little. you shouldn't be overworking yourself, you know?"

"i wasn't doing that" you tried to say, but jiheon clearly knew you were lying, cutting you off mid sentence.

"yeah yeah, i wasn't doing that my ass" she said, giving you a quick kiss "now stay here, i'll get the food done. and if you try to get up, i'll tape you down to the couch."

"sounds kinky." you joked, seeing as the tips of her ears turned red.

"shut up!"

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erospandemos · 6 months

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Night-time Getaway

Saerom x Male Reader

Length: 3.1k

A little gift for my friend Vidro.

You take Saerom on an impromptu date to distract her from her stress and the night ends better than expected.

The wind of a late autumn night was perfectly chilly, just enough to feel the breeze caress the skin without needing more than a hoodie. The street was completely quiet. If you were to listen carefully, maybe you might have noticed the buzzing of the street lamps and the few shop signs that were left turned on. The colours warm up your eyes, it’s the pumpkin orange that you see in every store and café at this time of the month, and you can see it even at night through the lights.

You take your usual route to the park through the only unlit side of the meadow. Although you can barely make out anything, you’ve memorized all the necessary steps so you have nothing to worry about.

You can see a figure on the hill, her familiar silhouette is illuminated by the moonlight. She was dancing and humming a song, without much emphasis, just softly outlining the moves. You can already feel yourself smiling before you even get to see her smile while walking towards her.

You stop to listen to her, to watch her dance. It’s a lucky opportunity, you don’t usually get to see her ‘perform’. She was just in the middle of moving her hair when she heard your steps. You curse yourself for ruining the moment and she curses herself for not hearing you sooner. She stands still for a moment, with her flatly embarrassed smile, and tries to cover her face with her hair. She grabs a handful of the strands and looks away, concealing every inch of her skin.

“Sorry, Saerom, I didn’t mean to stop you…” you say, chuckling at her cute behavior.

“How long were you there for?” she mutters, still keeping her face covered. You can barely hear her words.

“I just got here. Well, you were dancing so well, I just couldn’t help but… look at you.”

“What’s wrong with you…?” Saerom whines and nervously paces around, making circles in the grass. You can hear her smile in how she talked, the fluster in her voice was so irresistibly cute. Her eyes flicker back and forth, between you and the ground.

You chuckle and make your way to her side. You pat her shoulder and sit down on the ground. Saerom takes a seat too, slowly unraveling herself from the hair.

“New choreo?” you ask.

“Yeah.”

“Was it yesterday or…?”

“Today. She showed it to me to teach me to have more groove,” Saerom says. She looks away to the city and can only find the blue sky cut by the black shape of the buildings. This park was her favorite escape, a place she could go to whenever she needed, whenever she wanted. And in this place, she’d always find her favorite person, to whom she could confine any thought or worry.

“Are you having a hard time?”

“It is… a little challenging, I’d say. It’s not very immediate—the groove—it’s really about feeling and I can’t really observe it.” Saerom is playing with the hem of her shirt. She is the type of person to get nervous and worried quite easily. The thought of being left behind was something that always haunted her even though her skills were already at an excellent level. You could call her a perfectionist.

She lets out a long sigh. “Will I ever get it right?”

“A lot of idols still don’t have it and they have been dancing for years. You’re doing fine, Saerom. You’re just fine-tuning small things now. You will figure it out.”

“I hope so…”

“By the way,” you change the topic, “Are all the members sleeping already?”

“Ah, the kids,” that’s how she called her members, having to constantly take care of them. “Yeah, they’re already tucked in their beds.”

“Well, done, Mom.”

“Yah!” Saerom slaps your arm and pushes you, to which you roll on the grass. “Didn’t I tell you already to quit calling me that? It makes me feel really old.”

“Oh come on, it’s basically what you’re doing, you shouldn’t feel offended. You’re just really good at being a mom.”

“I’ll punch you.”

“Sorry, captain.”

“That’s more like it.”

There’s a second of comfortable silence between you two. You take the time to stretch and she yawns. The wind howls and the strands of grass stand up in unison. Saerom’s skin shivers, she tries to make herself smaller, clinching her legs together, and hugging her chest, and you can see goosebumps on her arms. You give her your jacket, it wasn’t as thick but at least she wouldn’t have to wake up the next day with a cold.

Saerom turns with a surprised expression when you put it on your shoulders. Her big eyes as round as her lips, mouthing an ‘oh’. She offers you a grateful smile and slips her arms into the sleeves, snuggling into the oversized jacket.

She almost looks like your girlfriend. Almost.

“I know I’ve talked about myself for a while but how about you? Have you been resting? Like how the coach told you—how everyone told you?” Saerom asks you not in a curious way but with more of a scolding tone.

You chuckle and rub your head. She already asked you this question before and you already gave her the same answer that you were going to give her now: “Uhm, actually no.” You couldn’t lie to her, she would’ve taken the truth out of you in five minutes or less.

“I already told you! You rascal!” Saerom pushes you with her shoulder. “You’re gonna faint or something.”

“I know, I know…” you say. “But I just can’t stay still, I have to keep myself busy.” You turn around to see if Saerom is being even a little understanding but you can only see her furrowed eyebrows on her stare of disappointment. “Well, actually,” you point your index at her, “Shouldn’t you also be resting?”

“Me?!”

“Yeah, you. Didn’t you sprain your ankle a couple of days ago?” you ask with a big smug plastered on your face.

“W-well, my coach wouldn’t have taught me the new choreo if the injury was that serious right? I think I’m perfectly fine.”

“Did she know about the ankle?”

“No…”

“See?!”

“Besides, it doesn’t even hurt anymore!” Saerom tells you. “You were the one taping it for me. It doesn’t hurt a single bit.”

“Whatever you say…”

You both giggle. If you wanted to, both of you could come up with endless excuses all night long without getting tired. It was helpless, you knew it.

Saerom sighs for the second time this night. “It’s been kinda hectic these days, hasn’t it?”

You hum.

“It’s just that a lot has been happening all at once. I need a break.”

You think for a moment and get an idea. There was a bowling alley 5 minutes from the park. It wasn’t the best place—just a cheap option for kids that want to skip school or just a good stop to have a chat. But it opened very late and it’d be a good place to pay a visit right now.

“Hey, wanna go to the bowling?”

“What? Bowling?”

“Yeah, the one near the ice cream shop, it’s pretty close.”

“But I don’t have any money on me—”

“I’m gonna pay for your ticket, don’t worry. Consider it a gift.”

“Oh, w-well thank you…” Saerom can barely speak that you have already stood up and taken your hand. You give her a quick “let’s go” and guide her to the place. She follows you without complaint. You take confident and quick steps but have to slow down to match Saerom’s pace. You walk by her side and listen to her rambling about her days.

Saerom’s beauty under the contrasting lights of the moon and the street lights looks artificial. You often space out, just observing her eyes, angular and mesmerizing—they’re so captivating and expressive that you can make out whatever she was saying by just observing the movement of her eyelids. Her smooth skin beautifully glow and you simply can’t look away.

She catches you looking more than once. Saerom would turn around, see your enchanted gaze, understand that it was because of her, and then hide her embarrassed smile away. After a while, she’d forget that happened, talk again, turn around again, and it’d happen again.

You arrive at the bowling alley later than you should have because you wanted to hear more of her voice and she wanted to be beside you as much as possible.

The dimly lit, retro-themed bowling alley was bathed in a nostalgic glow. Neon lights flickered, casting multicolored shadows on the vintage arcade games lining the walls. The place has been opened for a very long time, it wasn’t ‘vintage before’, maybe just a little nostalgic but with time, it gained that new adjective.

You pay for the tickets, and go to the lanes.

“You know, I’ve never been any good at bowling,” Saerom confesses as she sets her uncertain hands on the bowling balls. “I tried it only once or twice when I was younger.”

“It will be fine. I don’t think it’s difficult.” “You don’t think?" Saerom asks you. “Have you played this before?”

“Well…,” you start, stressing the syllable, “does Mii Sport count?”

Saerom laughs. You love how organic and sincere her laughter is. It’s uncomposed, a bunch of hiccups of air messily stacked together, bouncing between high yelps and low giggles. It’s because you don’t judge her and because she doesn’t have to act as if there was a camera or microphone recording her.

“I swear I was the absolute best at it,” you laugh. “I always strike.”

“Yeah, and I bet all the miis were cheering for you right?” Saerom jokes.

“Exactly. Exactly. It was standing ovations all night.”

You each select a bowling ball. Saerom already knows how to put the fingers in the holes and has to spend a couple of seconds showing you how to hold the ball.

She’s the first one to throw. She positions herself with her left hand extended in front. She takes small steps as she aims for the foul line. She backswings the ball behind her and releases the ball smoothly. She keeps her eyes on the target pin, the ball spins and spins until it reaches the right side and knocks down half of the pins.

She turns around with a surprised smile, her lips half closed. “That wasn’t half bad.”

“No, it was good. It was good.”

The machine clicks and springs as it puts back each and every pin.

“Now, it’s my turn.” You aim for the center pin and mimic Saerom’s movements. You throw the ball, it spins a little, and it ends up in the corner, hitting nothing.

Saerom chuckles.

“You really lost your touch huh?”

“I—the oil made me slip, yeah the oil. It happens all the time.”

Saerom stops her laughter to raise an eyebrow at your ridiculous remarks. She points an accusing finger at you. “First of all, the oil is only on the lanes, there was no way, you could have slipped here. Second, you don’t even play bowling. You’re a liar.”

“We—well, it—I’m just not a regular player.”

“You don’t play at all.”

“That’s what I’m saying,” you say and shrug your shoulders. “Besides, that was just a warm-up. Your turn now.”

Saerom picks up her ball, taking her time to line up her shot. You were convinced she must have played it way more than just ‘once or twice’ when she was young. By the way she was moving, it was like she already developed her style, with a small hop before releasing the ball. It rolls gracefully down the lane and strucks the pins with precision. And… a perfect strike. Were you even surprised at that point?

The crash of the pins echoes through the alley, and Saerom raises her arms in triumph. “Did you see that? You saw that, right?”

You applaud her, genuinely impressed. The lonely sounds of your clapping and her high-pitched screams bounce around the walls of the alley. Only accompanied by the mechanical sound of the re-pinning machines. “Okay, okay, I understand now,” you say.

The game continues, and you two go back and forth between her impressive throws and your miserable attempts.

You go again, your eyes locked on the pins. You had to take down at least half. Or a fourth. At least. You release the ball with precision and it sails down the lane, knocking down all but one pin. You clench your fist as you hear Saerom’s excited clapping.

Saerom steps up for her final turn, her heart pounding with excitement. She knows that she needs a strike to win. She takes a deep breath, focuses on the pins, and sends the ball down the lane with all her might. Your and her eyes follow the ball, all the way down. It hits the pocket perfectly, knocking all of them down.

She jumps for joy, her victory assured.

You exchange high-fives and congratulate her. Usually in movies and shows, it’d be the guy that had to fake his lack of skills to make the girl win. Saerom, however, did it all herself.

“So what did I win?” she asks, her voice trembling from the rapid breaths she takes, the excitement still running in her veins.

“I already paid your ticket, come on.”

“Alright, you’re right. Let’s say I won my ticket.”

You were turning to leave with Saerom but as you moved, your head cast a shadow against the strong light of the two arcade machines in the corner, creating a stunning silhouette that glowed with a warm, golden hue.

Saerom's smile gradually fades, her gaze fixed on you. She watches as a radiant halo seemed to envelop you, and the time around her slow down. Saerom observes your eyes connecting with hers, a broad grin on your lips that sent a nervous flutter through her.

Unexpectedly, her shoe slipped. It should have been a minor mishap, but Saerom's mind was too preoccupied with the image of you in this new light. She stumbles forward with a force that might have left her with a bloody nose if it weren't for your swift reflexes.

In a matter of seconds, you were right in front of her, both arms securely around her waist, preventing her from taking a tumble. Well, at least preventing most of it.

Saerom's chin rests against your shoulder as she caught her breath, her hands gripping your biceps tightly. Your fragrance envelopes her senses, and she can't help but become acutely aware of how her body was pressed against yours.

You gently pull back to meet her eyes, raising a hand to sweep the stray, disheveled strands of hair behind Saerom's ear. "Hey, are you okay?"

A blush creeps up Saerom's cheeks, and the touch of your fingers against her skin sends a shiver down her spine. The breath seems to escape her lungs as she lifts her head, bringing her nose tantalizingly close to yours.

For a moment, there was silence, a moment where your eyes locked onto hers, and Saerom could hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

"Yeah, never been better," she finally manages to reply, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

It might have been the third time this week she found herself enchanted by your image. She has lived long enough to understand that the cause of all of this was her heart. It was your fault.

As you walked her back to her dorm, she kept stealing glances at you. Maybe this was the right occasion, in the silence of the night, with no witnesses.

“Hey,” Saerom calls your attention.

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for today.”

“Oh, it’s no problem.”

“And thank you for always,” she says. “You always take care of me, even for the stupidest things.”

“You do the same with me Saerom,” you chuckle. “If it wasn’t for you, I’d always skip lunch. You cook for me almost every week. You might as well become a cook.”

She laughs and turns her eyes down. When she raises her head again, you see that there’s more in her eyes, she wasn’t just thanking you.

The way you look at her feels like a magnetic pull, like a strong current drawing her in. When your fingers brush against her, it's as if all the barriers she's put up are suddenly crumbling. She can’t look at you in the eyes and she hugs you. "I think I'm starting to have feelings for you," she blurts out, and you react with wide-eyed surprise.

You stand there, stunned for a moment, your grip on her waist loosening slightly as you stammer, "I, um, what?"

Saerom just shrugs and bites her lip, avoiding eye contact. "I've never felt like this when I'm with anyone else. It's kind of frustrating."

Your response has a hint of shyness for the first time. "But I wouldn't want it any other way."

Taking a shaky breath, you let her words sink in. Despite all the playful flirting, you've never let yourself hope that she might feel the same way you do. Saerom has always been guarded, keeping her emotions locked away, and you're happy just being her friend. Even though your heart secretly wants more, that friendship is enough.

“I can truly be myself around you and… it’s so liberating. Whether I have a bad day or a good one, I just want to see you.”

With your bodies pressed close, you suddenly become hyper-aware of the situation. You notice how tightly she's holding onto you, how close your faces are. Maybe you aren't just friends after all.

It's only when a long silence hangs in the air that Saerom shakes her head and says, "Just forget I said anything."

Instinctively, you reach out and hold onto her hand as she tries to pull away. "I feel the same way."

Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign of dishonesty, and you can see a different kind of vulnerability in her gaze, a hope for love mixed with fear of rejection.

"I really do," you say in a hushed tone, gently tracing her cheek with your hand, giving her a chance to pull away. When your touch meets her skin, her eyes close in a moment of sheer happiness, and she leans into your hand. It’s reassuring.

“Sorry, this isn’t exactly romantic, for you to confess to me in this wet street…”

“What are you saying, silly? I don’t care about that.” Saerom whispers, her words carrying a weight of genuine affection.

Saerom gave you a peck on the cheek, just to seal the deal. She was still very shy.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

You wave at her, with sluggish movements caused by your momentary awkwardness and embarrassment. She exchanges a small wave and enters the dorm. You can hear her shoes rapidly step on the stairs, she was running. You let out the sigh you’ve been holding on until now and make your way back home. Maybe you’ll rest. So Saerom doesn’t get mad at you.

THE END

Written, 31 October 2023 - 02 November 2023

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mechaknight-98 · 26 days

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Snow-Day FT: Song Hayoung

Authors note: A cute little fluff for one of my favorite Fromis_9 girls

"Babe, wake up! It's snowing outside," Hayoung, your girlfriend, exclaims with excitement. Slowly, you pry open your eyes to find her beaming face hovering above you, her big brown eyes filled with elation. With a gentle push, you coax her off you, the warmth of her presence lingering as you rise from bed. As you stand, your gaze falls upon Hayoung, dressed in a cozy gray sweater, a sleek black leather jacket, and her beloved beret perched atop her head, perfectly complementing her cute black skirt. With a contented sigh, you gather her into a hug, reveling in the affectionate exchange until her restless energy prompts her to squirm with excitement.

"Come on, get a shower and get dressed so we can enjoy the snow," Hayoung urges eagerly, her words tumbling out in rapid succession. Smiling at her infectious enthusiasm, you acquiesce, moving to fulfill her request.

You proceed with your morning routine, enjoying a leisurely shower, selecting warm clothing, and indulging in a light breakfast before joining Hayoung outside. However, your peaceful transition to the snowy outdoors is abruptly interrupted as a snowball smacks into you just three steps beyond the threshold. Letting out a resigned sigh, you brush the frozen remnants off your vibrant red scarf, your beanie snugly affixed to your head.

Turning towards Hayoung, you playfully quip, "Oh, is that how it's going to be?" With a mischievous grin, you begin crafting a snowball of your own, gloved hands expertly molding the icy ammunition. As you ready your retaliatory strike, Hayoung forms another snowball, poised for action. With a swift toss, you launch your snowball towards her, causing her to flinch and drop hers in surprise. She returns your gaze with an excited yet competitive glint in her eye, fully embracing the challenge.

What follows is a spirited snowball skirmish, initially lighthearted but swiftly escalating in intensity as both you and Hayoung immerse yourselves in the fray. Each throw becomes more strategic, each dodge more calculated, fueled by the competitive fire that burns within both of you. However, as the battle rages on, the realization dawns that there are other obligations awaiting you both beyond this playful snowbound duel.

A mutual understanding ensues, and the intensity gradually ebbs, leading to a truce—a stalemate born not of surrender, but of mutual respect and the recognition of other responsibilities that beckon. As you both reluctantly set aside your snowy rivalry, the memory of this spirited encounter lingers, a testament to the boundless joy and camaraderie shared between you and Hayoung amidst the winter wonderland. your lovely girlfriend latches onto you as the two of you head for her Label.

Before stepping inside, you pause and lean in to whisper to Hayoung, "Gosh, I can't wait until you're free from Pledis so you can do what you want."

Her reaction is immediate, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face.

"I know this hasn't been ideal, but they've been good to me. So I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk badly about them," Hayoung responds, her tone firm.

You let out a resigned sigh, acknowledging her perspective.

"It never fails to amaze me how you can put up with them," you remark to her with a mix of admiration and bewilderment.

"Well, without Pledis, I wouldn't have met my favorite English tutor and boyfriend," Hayoung retorts, her gaze fixed on you. Your smile is genuine as you meet her eyes.

"Okay, fair point," you concede, recognizing the positive outcomes amidst the challenges.

As Hayoung clings to your arm tightly, you both ascend to the office. After dropping her off at her practice room, you set off to fetch food for the two of you. While outside, you encounter Le Sserafim. Sakura, noticing you as she usually does due to your resemblance to her boyfriend Daigo, greets you warmly.

"Hey guys," you greet them politely, receiving smiles from the Le Sserafim members. Sakura is the only one who seems to register your presence, her attention momentarily diverted from her companions.

"How are you, Danzabourou-san?" Sakura inquires.

"I'm good. And how about you? Are you and Daihirou still doing well?" you ask. Sakura nods with a smile.

"He's currently waiting for me at the hotel. He's here for a couple more days before he goes back to the States," Sakura explains.

"That's nice of him to come out for your birthday," you remark warmly. Sakura nods emphatically before bidding farewell as the rest of the Le Sserafim girls depart.

After grabbing food from a nearby noodle shop, you return to the practice area and distribute the meals. Seoyeon and Chaeyoung express their gratitude with cheerful thanks, to which you respond with a silent thumbs up before seeking out a quiet spot to enjoy your meal. You find a secluded spot with a panoramic view of the cityscape, the snowflakes descending gracefully against the urban backdrop. As you savor your meal, the rhythmic tapping of footsteps interrupts the tranquil ambiance.

"Yo, Hayoung, you did?" you inquire casually without turning around, captivated by the serene scene unfolding before you.

"Yeah, we just needed to work on a couple of dance practices and film some TikToks," Hayoung responds, her voice carrying a hint of exhaustion. Intrigued, you swivel around to face her, a mischievous glint in your eye.

"Ah, so that means we'll finally be able to settle our unfinished snowball battle," you declare with a wicked grin. However, your playful anticipation is cut short by a sudden sneeze from Hayoung, causing your expression to shift instantly into concern. Your protective instincts kick in as you enter "overprotective significant other mode," a role you and Hayoung seamlessly slip in and out of. You watch as the tip of her nose becomes red, your decision is swift and unwavering.

"Nope, young lady, we're going back home," you assert firmly, your tone brooking no argument.

"No, I'm fine," Hayoung protests weakly, but you remain resolute, knowing the consequences of her falling ill.

"I don't want you getting sick on my watch. Gyuri and Saerom would never let me hear the end of it. So, we're going home to do that thing you like," you insist, a plan already forming in your mind.

Hayoung's eyes light up with anticipation as she catches on to your hint. "Bubble bath?" she ventures excitedly, seeking confirmation. With a nod from you, the decision is made, and together you head home.

Before entering, however, you veer off to the side, a mischievous spark igniting within you. Craftily, you gather some snow, forming it into a compact snowball. As Hayoung comes looking for you, unsuspecting, you launch an icy surprise at her with a playful grin. Her laughter fills the air as the two of you engage in another impromptu snowball skirmish.

#kpop fanfic #fanfic #male reader #fromis9 hayoung #song hayoung #hayoung #fromis 9 fluff #hayoung fluff

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airaibunny · 10 months

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maemisnippets · 1 year

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From Commis Chef (ft. Roh Jisun)

It’s a dreary night in the fromis dorm. The girls have been working really hard even months after promotions. Everyone, Jisun especially, comes home one by one exhausted like their feet are about to give up.

They either go straight to their room or lie down on the couch, but for Jisun, you greet her at the door, basically collapsing onto you. Your reflexes save her.

You're unsure if this is all an act, so you ask, "Jisun-ah, are you okay?"

She sounds a faint "mmm." You escort her to the couch and lay her down gently. With eyes closed, she mumbles, as if she is calling you. You kneel by her side to understand her clearer.

"Can you cook for today?" She mumbles.

"Of course. You just rest, okay?"

Now cooking for yourself is already a challenge. Cooking for 10, however. That's a huge task. But you already have experience with this. You already have cooked for 10 before, but with your partner and head chef who is resting in front of you. It's time for the sloppy assistant chef to step up this time. You prepare everything you need and cook like your life depends on it (cuz it probably does. I mean, you're cooking for 9 tired girls who might beat your ass if the food ain't good�� good luck!)

**********

You knew Jisun from way back. She was that kid from two blocks down who you'd ride bikes with around the neighborhood with other neighborhood kids. There were times when you and your friends got really tired from playing, then your mom invited everyone in and gave everyone some porridge.

Growing up, your parents became close with hers. Your family visited their house frequently even during the non-holidays, and so did they. Jisun took an interest in cooking, so your mother taught both of you how to cook. You made it a competition. Whoever's tasted better won, but they would always end up in childish arguments.

Slowly you lost touch with all the other neighborhood kids including her, and soon you moved away. From middle school to her trainee days, you kept in touch. It was only when you went to university in Seoul that you finally saw her again, but five meters away while she was on stage performing.

You started texting more often. She made sure to text back between schedules. Then you met up for lunch one time to finally talk with each other again. One thing led to another, and here you are now, cooking for her and her members.

**********

You knock on the doors of everyone, telling them that the food's ready. You then attend to your patient to give her the bowl of porridge you have just made. You guide her in sitting up and feed her with a spoon. Her eyes open wide enough to see her irises. She stares at you blankly.

"I still cook better porridge than you."

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sinswithpleasure · 2 years

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One Step At A Time

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For @co-reborn, who knows exactly what I'm talking about.

Excerpt from a fic I don't know if I'll ever write.

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"Are you sure, Heon?"

"Of course, jagi-yah. You're my boyfriend."

You still look away from your girlfriend, who sits on your lap and straddles both your legs on your bed. You may have got the verbal and explicit "OK", but you don't want to still out of respect for her. She's never done this before—well, this much at least—and on one hand, you're overjoyed she trusts you this much, but you're also dreading the next few actions she'll take. You're not sure if you're ready.

"It's okay, Jagi-yah." Jiheon's palms cup your cheeks and turn your head back to her. "You're the bestest boyfriend, and I trust you. I love you so much, okay?" She tops it up with a soft kiss on your lips, slow, passionate, and full of love. Jiheon moves to cradle your head, and you can feel warmth rush over your body. No, not arousal, not entirely at least, but Jiheon's love. Her fondness for you, and yours for her. She's your baby, your honey, your Heonnie, and you're her Jagi, her Tiger, her one and only. If she believes in you, how could you not believe in yourself too?

"I love you too, Heon."

Jiheon grins, her eyes once again becoming the crescent moons you so love. She's gorgeous, so damned gorgeous, as if during her creation, God had personally blessed her with cuteness and pureness, then Aphrodite added all the beauty in the world. You wonder how you could be so blessed to have her as your loving girlfriend. Five years together, almost six, and you knew there’d be no one else you’d want to spend the rest of your life with. It was Baek Jiheon or nothing.

You wait with bated breath as Jiheon shyly unbuttons the blouse she wears. You stare at her outfit for today—cute blue blouse paired with a black skirt—but specifically at her milky skin, exposed bit by bit with every button being undone. You drum your fingers in anticipation on her hips and Jiheon giggles.

“Excited?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Cute.” Jiheon kisses your forehead as two more buttons come undone. Your heart pounds when you see the swell of Jiheon’s chest as well as her cleavage, her white bra protecting her modesty. You bite down hard on your bottom lip, your cock straining against your jeans. Fuck, Jiheon was so damned sexy.

One last button and Jiheon’s blouse falls open. You move your hands off her hips, and she pulls her top off her shoulders, gravity aiding it down her arms and off her body. The cloth falls to the floor behind her, and she rests her hands on your shoulders. Your eyes roam over the expanse of skin, but you return your gaze to her features to check for her comfort level. A blush paints her entire face, and you can tell how nervous she is, as much as she tries not to be. You admire every aspect of her features—her beautiful eyes, the crescents that you so loved; her sharp nose that you loved to peck or boop; her lips, always curled up in the cutest grin or smile. However, her body is tense, so tense.

“Nervous?”

“Mm.”

“Don’t be.” You let your eyes roam once again. “You’re… You’re so beautiful, Jiheon.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes.” You gently pull her into a kiss and softly pat the back of her head. Jiheon seems to relax into the kiss, and you pull her just a bit closer. “Are you comfortable? We can stop.”

“N-No!” Her insistence surprises you, and even herself. “I… No. I want to.”

You nod. You know your Heonnie—once she’s set her mind to something, she wouldn’t give up.

“If you want to stop, just tell me.”

“Okay.”

Your third time gazing at Jiheon’s body has you close to death. You can’t believe how gorgeous your girlfriend is. No, you don’t care that it’s the only word you can think of right now, not when it’s the absolute truth. You stare at the gentle swell of Jiheon’s chest, her petite breasts so perfect on her body. Her tummy, so cute that you can’t help but to poke it, drawing a giggle from your love. You hold onto the skirt around her waist, your refusal to touch any part of Jiheon’s skin not unnoticed. She grabs your right hand and lifts it by the wrist to her chest. With a slight push of the back of your hand, your palm cups her right breast over her bra, a shaky breath released as the reaction to your touch. Jiheon thins her lips as she looks at your hand.

“You can touch me, you know?”

“I wasn’t sure, Heon.”

“It’s okay. You can.”

You tentatively knead Jiheon’s supple flesh, and the soft moan she releases leaves you dizzy. You never knew she could sound so sexy. Jiheon has almost never sounded sexy like that, and you thank every deity, every being that allowed you to be in the place you are right now.

“Your hand’s so warm, Jagi.”

Jiheon leans in for another slow kiss. She cradles your head once more, and you wrap and arm around her, the other still softly kneading her breast. Jiheon’s soft moans into the kiss has you weak—you can’t believe how good she sounds like that. You thank God for your discipline—a lesser man would have probably done a lot worse. Jiheon’s soft lips always feel so good, countless kisses arming you with the experience to kiss her just the way she likes you to. You gently nibble on her bottom lip, Jiheon’s whine following immediately.

You break the makeout for air that you desperately need. Any longer and you’d probably die.

A soft “Click!” almost escapes your attention. You wonder where it comes from, and when you look up, Jiheon has her hands behind her, and she draws her white bra down her arms. You hurriedly grab on to her wrists.

“Jiheon! What’re you—You don’t have to!”

“It’s okay, Jagi-yah.” Her eyes burn with determination, the same determination that she has when she puts her mind to something, the same determination as earlier. Underneath that, there is adoration for you, the same adoration that you have for her. You’re about to go crazy—there’s no way this is happening right now.

“I want to, Jagi. I want you to see me. I want to show you all of it.”

Time seems to stop. Your grip loosens. Your hands fall. There’s no dissuading your love anymore.

Jiheon draws her bra off her forearms, held close to her chest, shielding what was left of her privacy. She softly throws her bra to the right, and then she lowers her arms slowly, excruciatingly slow. She clasps her hands together as she looks to the side, not willing to even check for your reaction. Once again, her nerves are back, and you desperately want to reassure her that she looks beautiful, that she’s enough. You know for a fact that she is, and she will always be.

You stare unabashedly at Jiheon’s bare chest. You’d never thought about seeing them in the flesh like that so suddenly, but now you have. You’ve never thought much about how they’d look—you were willing to wait forever for Jiheon to be ready, and now that she’d shown you her topless body, you felt overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by everything, but most of all, overwhelmed by your love for her. She trusted you so much, loved you so much that she was willing to bare her skin for you right now. You could cry if you thought about it too much.

“Heon, look at me.” You tilt her chin up with your finger, then slide your palm to cup her cheek. “You’re… You’re gorgeous. So gorgeous.”

Pink nipples, hardened with Jiheon’s arousal, dotted atop Jiheon’s perfect breasts. You can’t tear your eyes away when you look back down, and you keep your eyes locked on the two mounds of flesh. Jiheon looks so beautiful, so fucking hot. Unblemished skin as far as your eyes can see, smooth pale white, and best of all, just for your eyes only. Her petite chest is perfect. Baek Jiheon is perfect.

Jiheon stares at you as you admire her body, and you look back up at her with so much love. You can’t believe how much you love her, how much you loved that she trusted you this much, to finally move one step beyond her comfort level. Jiheon has never been this spontaneous, this willing to step beyond her limits, and this time, she did it for you, because she wanted to show herself to you. How could you not love her even more? You hope that she gets the message you send with your eyes, and a grin slowly lifts her cheeks when she leans in for a tight hug. She pulls you in tight—you can feel her nipples poke against your skin through your shirt, and tears nearly spill from your eyes when you slowly wrap your arms around her bare back. Your touch is tentative at first, but you can’t resist hugging her tightly. Fuck whatever arousal you had before—you swore to love the girl in front of you forever. It was Baek Jiheon or nothing. Jiheon was the endgame, from now to forever.

“Jagi-yah—Jagi! What’s wrong?”

Jiheon pulls herself out of your embrace. You try to reach for her, but she hurriedly begins to wipe at your cheeks—oh, you’re crying. Fuck.

“I… I love you so much, Baek Jiheon.”

You hurriedly wipe at your eyes with your sleeves before pulling her in for another hug. This time, Jiheon wraps against you just as tightly as you cry somewhat uncontrollably—you love her, damn it! You love her!

“I love you too, Jagi-yah.”

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mode-lfy · 2 years

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Jiheon - Warm

This story idea originated when I saw a clip of Jiheon saying her bucket list, and saying that she wants to try drinking alcohol with her friends and all the members were like 'No!', 'drink with them in the dorm'

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"First thing on my bucket list is.... I want to drink alcohol with my friends!!!" Jiheon excitedly say.

"Huh!?!?!" Some of the members reacted.

"No!"

Jiwon and Nagyung then suggested, "bring them to the dorm and drink there, we will supervise."

Jiheon looks at them, bewildered.

Jisun then added, "We can cook fried dumplings and some side dishes for you guys to accompany the drinks.

The rest of Fromis_9 then continued talking about the maknae's wish list and treating her like a little kid.

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After the finish of promotions for their comeback, most members went back home to spend some time with their family and take a break/rest.

Jiheon decided to go home to her parents for some days and spend the New Years with them.

At the same time, she want to visit Y/n, her childhood friend, whose family is close with hers due to their close friendship since young.

The next day, she came into Y/n's family restaurant, which sells gukbap mainly.

"Hey!" Jiheon greeted him, smiling.

"Hey! You are here!" Y/n greeted back happily.

"Take a seat, I'm almost done helping out, have you had lunch yet?" He asked.

"Not yet... I'm not hungry." She answered.

Jiheon takes a seat while Y/n himself takes a bowl of hot gukbap and sits down across her.

Y/n starts eating deliciously, making Jiheon smile. "Are you that hungry?" She asked, laughing.

"Sorry. Ever since, I started helping out my parents during my university term breaks, I realised how tiring it is." He replied.

"You eat gukbap everyday. Isn't it tiring sometimes." Jiheon asked curiously, putting her head on her hand while asking.

"Nope! Warm food is always the best! Especially during the cold winter like right now." Y/n said, while filling his mouth with gukbap.

"By the way... You know I'm turning into an adult right!" She said excitingly.

"Congratulations! I am already one before you." Y/n said, teasingly.

Making use of the fact that Y/n was born 6 months older than her, which as a result makes him born in the year before her, which makes him officially one year older than her. (Korean Age)

"Aish!" Jiheon frowned and stared at him.

"Just joking, so what do you want to do?" He asked.

"Have you seen this video of me? Where I talked about my bucket list?" Jiheon asked cutely.

Y/n still putting food into his mouth, nodded, "You want to try drinking with your friends right."

"Yes!" She excitedly nodded.

"Your Unnies also said, bring your friends to the dorm." He said, looking at her.

"But there's no fun then..." Jiheon pouted.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked

"Gather up all our childhood friends, then we try drinking once together!" Jiheon suggested excitedly.

"Are you crazy!" Y/n pointed his spoon at her.

"Your first time should be with your family. Go try with your family before you try it with friends." He continued.

"Why?" Asked Jiheon.

"First time drinking should be with family, that's what my father taught me." Y/n said, looking at her.

"How was your first experience of drinking alcohol!?!?" She asked, excited and curious about his experience.

"It was fine. I was with my father, we tried drinking at home. My mother was less enthusiastic about it however." Y/n said, laughing slightly as he muttered the last sentence.

"What about the taste?" Jiheon continue asking.

"It was bitter, but you will get used to it later on. You have to drink with side dishes to make it better." Y/n said.

"Wow! Becoming an adult makes me feels like I'm really grown up now." Jiheon said, smiling.

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One night before Jiheon is about to go back to her dorm, she went to visit him again and have a nice moment with him.

"Hi!" Jiheon entered the shop, wearing warm fluffy clothes around her. She greeted Y/n who was closing up the restaurant.

"Hey, what brings you here?" Y/n asked as he was surprised to see her.

"Are you closed for business already!" Jiheon asked shyly, looking down lightly and moving her hair around.

"Yeah, I told my parents that I will tidy up the place and told them to rest earlier. What's up?" Y/n asked her.

"Are you gonna be free?" Jiheon asked.

"I'm planning to watch football with my friends. Why?" Y/n ask, sitting down as he finished cleaning up.

"Do you want to have a drink with me?" Jiheon asked, sitting down on a random seat.

"Hey! There are a few big matches today. I have to watch it with my friends."

Jiheon thought for awhile and then stand up and says, "Then maybe I should ask someone else to drink with me."

This triggered a response from Y/n.

"Who's that someone? Is it a guy?" He asked worriedly and a light hint of jealous in his voice.

"Why should you care. Aren't you too busy for me." Jiheon said, smiling and sticking out her tongue.

"*tsk* Stay here, let's drink in the restaurant. It's more comfortable here than other places." Y/n smiled at her antics.

"I brought some alcohol drinks from my house!" Jiheon happily said, taking out some drinks from a bag.

"I will take some stuff out. Wait for me." Y/n went into the kitchen.

He took out some side dishes to accompany the drinks and then they started drinking together.

Jiheon excitedly opened a bottle of soju and passed it to Y/n, who is bewildered but happy, smiling at how excited she is when opening the bottle.

"Is it really that fun to open the bottle?" Y/n asked, looking at her.

"Of course! When I was younger, I always see adults doing it and it looks cool."

Y/n then poured the drink into two glass and passed one to her. They cheers and Jiheon started drinking it, then letting out an exaggerated expression.

Y/n smile and laughed slightly at her cute actions.

"I had my first drink with my father. He had even taught me about some manners that I should observe." Jiheon said.

"That's good. Did you like the taste of alcohol?" Y/n asked.

Jiheon shook her head.

"Then why did you ask to drink with me?" Y/n asked, confused.

"Cause I want to drink with you. I feel

comfortable with you." Jiheon confessed.

"And I also haven't been able to spend much time with you too. I want to spend some time with you before I go back to the dorm tonight." She continued.

Y/n smiled warmly. "Those words are heartwarming. Well I hope you are enjoying this moment now with me." He said.

"Have some side dishes too. You are gonna get sick later at the dorm if you don't eat while drinking." Y/n nagged at her.

"But I don't feel like eating, I will be fine." Jiheon assured him.

"You are gonna get very very uncomfortable later if you don't eat, you know..." Y/n looked at her worryingly.

"Are you worried for me?" Jiheon looked at him cutely, putting on her cute smile and putting her head on her hands.

"Of course! *Slight hesitation* Well... my parents would scold me for not taking care of you!" Y/n said, making Jiheon chuckle.

"Well I will be going now. I will be missing you. I will try to come more often to see you." Jiheon stood up, preparing to leave.

"Goodbye, now I can watch my football!" Y/n pretend to cheer infront of her.

Both laughed and waved goodbye at each other.

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Few hours later, around midnight, Jiheon started feeling sick and uncomfortable after she returned to the dorm.

Gyuri, being her roommate, decided to stay up and take care of her and accompany her. Then she felt like eating something hot and warm, she thought of Y/n and his family's gukbap.

So she took her phone and called him, hoping he is still awake.

"Hello?" Y/n answered.

"Oppa..." Jiheon said with a weak voice, alerting Y/n as she doesn't usually call him that.

"Jiheon? Are you okay? You sound sick." Y/n said with a slight worry in his tone.

"I'm sick.... Can you deliver me gukbap? I'm cold and craving your gukbap... please??? I'm at my dorm now." Jiheon said lethargically.

"Hey! The restaurant is closed right now and there is no more gukbap! I would need to cook it and deliver it to your dorm!?!? Your dorm is at least half an hour away? You want me to deliver it to you in the middle of this cold winter night!?!!" Y/n said with an angry tone.

He then continued. "I'm also watching football right now! Don't disturb me!"

"But oppa..." Jiheon said sadly.

Then the call hangs up.

Jiheon then turned grumpy and sad. This made Gyuri who was beside her asked, "Are you okay?"

Jiheon nodded slowly, albeit with a sad face.

Gyuri then pulled her for a hug and patted the maknae.

One hour later, while Gyuri and Jiheon were having some personal moments, talking about personal things.

The doorbell to their dorm rang, and they both came to the door to see who it was.

Jiheon peeked through the door hole and sees Y/n carrying a metal deliver box and wrapped in winter clothing.

"Oh? Y/n...." Jiheon said in surprise after she opened the door.

"I thought there's no more gukbap and you were busy watching football...." Jiheon muttered.

Y/n then brought the metal container over into the house.

"That is true, I had to spend some time cooking gukbap and as for the football part... I could always watch it another time... You are more important." Y/n said, looking at Jiheon, flashing a small gentle smile at her before taking out the food he prepared for her.

Y/n took out a bowl gukbap and warm side dishes that can help Jiheon feel better.

They both sat down along a table in the living room while Gyuri sits from a distance and observes them.

Jiheon starts slowly eating the gukbap and side dishes, making both Y/n and Gyuri smile.

"Is it delicious?" Y/n asked, as he sees her eating continuously.

Jiheon nodded, smiling brightly.

"Is this how you two always interact?" Gyuri asked curiously from a small distance.

Y/n turns over and sees Gyuri, he stands up and greets her. "Hello! Well, I am Jiheon's friend."

"Jiheon told me about you before. I see that you two are very close." Gyuri said.

"Well, Y/n.. accompany her. I will be heading back to the room to sleep. No funny ideas in this dorm, understood." She looks at them both.

"We are just friends..." Both of them said.

Gyuri chuckled and went back to the room.

Y/n sits back down and looks at Jiheon as she awkwardly eats it slowly after what Gyuri said.

"Do you feel better?" Y/n asked her.

"I'm still sick but I feel better now. The food that you prepared makes me feel warm." Jiheon smiled.

"I brought some medicine over for you. Take it before you go to sleep later on." Y/n said as he took out some medicine pills from his pocket.

Jiheon grabbed some kimchi with her chopsticks but the kimchi fell before it entered her mouth.

"Aish, so clumsy. Let me feed you." Y/n said, laughing at her.

He then picked up a pair of chopsticks and fed some kimchi to her.

They both looked at each other in the eye as Y/n feeds Jiheon.

"Is it tasty?" Y/n asked.

"Mm. The food you prepared for me is more effective than any other medicine." Jiheon said.

After eating the food, Y/n put the dishes back into the container and accompanies her.

Jiheon laid down on the couch and looks at Y/n who was sitting on the floor and looking at her.

"Do you like me?" Jiheon asked, not blinking as she gazed at him.

"Of course I do... You have always been so kind and pretty. It always make me happy whenever you come to spend time with me." Y/n said, as he caressed her cheeks.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend...?" Jiheon ask shyly, blushing red as she say out the words.

Y/n nodded as they both gently smiled at each other happily.

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Thanks for reading to the end, this story honestly felt a little hard to execute and this might or might not feel rushed. But I hope you enjoy this oneshot story.

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fillinforlater · 2 years

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Monday of Appreciation: Part 56

Hello everyone, Smite here!

We are now at a time where a lot of my first fics turn 1 year old. Yay! I think this is a perfect time for an ad, an ad about my new, official AO3 account. Because of Tumblr’s new policy (ew) and for other reasons, I have decided to gradually move my works to AO3 as well.

THIS DOES NOT MEAN that I’ll move away from Tumblr. This will continue to be my main site for the forseable future, so you don’t have to move lmao. My fics will first be posted here and someday to AO3.

Update: Will there be a fic this week? Maybe, probably, but tbh, no clue.

Enough talk about me. After all, this post is dedicated to these amazing writers and wonderful people that are on here WELL DESERVED! Give love to these cuties:

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@withcreamandsugar: Stray ft. Seola

The Isa fic (with the VERY accurate name Feral) was already insane, and this checks the box of heart warming and... other-places warming. I really enjoyed this, easily my favorite Seola character and fuck... I’m craving meat rn lmao

Also: Jazz pog

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@erospandemos: Her little kisses ft. Jiheon (fluff)

This is adorable. For all fluff and Jiheon enjoyers, this is the way. I can feel myself getting warmer reading this siiigh

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@falsesubmission: Kinktober: Spanking ft. Ahn Yujin

M A D L A D! Attempting Kinktober, having a full outline and then choosing an excellent kink for our Puppy? Yep, you’re on the map now! I’m excited to see how it’ll go.

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@capslocked: Vanity ft. Chaewon

I heard someone say that this is perfect in every way. What can I say...

Y E S

Damn it, the tease alone is Oscar Worthy, the actual fucking will blow your mind and ahhhhhhh, I can’t get rid of Chaewon, she is just too hot.

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@writerpeach: Classroom Copulation ft. Arin

The man. The myth. The legend. The thing’s Arins ass does to you hehe, we need more MORE M O R E. This is just so good!

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@co-reborn: No Words ft. Tzuyu

I wanted to do some Tzuyu research and what better writer to look for than our adorable C.O. Keep it up, buddy, and you, dear reader, keep your heads up: Something is cumming coming ;)

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What makes my eyes go wide is this:

10,7 followers per day over the last month!

W.O.W, you’ll are amazing!

See you later, byeeee :)

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leafostuff · 2 years

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Stop Teasing (Ft. Nagyung)

Note: So i know I said it would be a Repost but after reading it i thought "damn...it sucks" so for all the Nagyuung lovers I will rewrite this one, have fun, also I changed it to second person from a first-person oneshot

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Saturday Morning's, everyone's favorite time of the week, and anyone who will try to tell you otherwise are either lying or an alien from another dimension since this is the perfect time to accomplish your lazy goals like finally getting the hours of sleep you lost during the school week or just finally getting to finish up this game you've been grinding for the past week.

Just like now, even with the hour being only 8 AM and your eyes were still closed, you had the perfect plan for the day: wake up at 10 AM, play stupid video games for the entire day, and sleep, nothing too complex. However, when there is a plan, there is bound to be someone to stop it; the one to stop it is your girlfriend.

Even with your best attempt to try and stay asleep Nagyung wasted no time and started with the best way to wake you up: tickles. And it seemed to work since as soon as her fingers swiftly moved around your belly you woke up quickly.

Your girlfriend was currently dressed in one of the simple looks a girl can have when she just woke up: an Oversized shirt she stole from you, and to add up to her cuteness she had no pants on, leaving her with her panties on, as usual, she was carrying the most precious smile you have ever seen in your life.

"Babe....can we cuddle?" she asked as she started sneaking her way toward you as suddenly she found herself sitting on your lap, letting her hands go around your neck trying to hug you.

"Nagi...I just woke up, can this wait for later today?" you ask, the sleepiness is stuck in your mouth, making your talk heavy and weak as you let go of her, falling again toward the bed and the sheets you want so much.

"But Babeeee, i want now! N. O. W Now!!" Like a brat, she pouted while shaking you furiously, trying to wake you up from the curse of sleep, "I woke up early today, and I am bored" she said playfully and even though her Aegyo started to break you, you were determined by your goal to sleep.

"Well you can always go back to sleep," you say closing your eyes, you couldn't lie that your comeback made you laugh a bit however from Nagyung, she couldn't have been more teased, however, the expected sulking from her usually from a teasing like this now was silent.

"Hmmm Okay babe, im gonna be right back okay? i need to check something" she said playfully as you could hear the sounds of her jumping out of the bed and skipping out of the room "finally some sleep for myself," you thought to yourself as your warm sheets make you slowly fall asleep, drifting into the world of dreams.

Is what will usually happen if you didn't feel something freezing on your chest

Without even a single centisecond of reaction from the chilly feeling you feel you wake up, terrified of what happened. However, as you look down and see instead of your warm sheets is a pack of ice cubes on your naked chest and looking to the side you could see your girlfriend on the floor, with one of the loudest laughs you ever heard..

Ok that was the breaking line, usually, when she was in the mood to be a brat she will just pout at you and do some of her aegyo, however, to freeze your chest, you finally had enough. You had to show her what you went through this entire morning, and there is nothing that would stop you.

"Oh my god...Babe, you should've seen your- HAHAHAHHAHA STOP!" you didn't let her finish talking as you charged right into her and started tickling her body, resulting in the two of you falling into the bed.

"It's not funny when you get tickled huh?" you ask, continuing the attack as she can't help herself but continue to laugh as now you started shaking her as well "isn't it annoying?" you ask her as she can't focus on the question, with her attention being fully on the tickling.

Suddenly you find yourself looking to the side of you, noticing the ice block Nagyung was using to prank you as a plan forged in your plan, which your girlfriend seems to understand as she started to freak out at the grin which slowly appears in your face as you take the ice pack

"OH GOD PLEASE PLEASE BABE NOOOO" She pleaded, trying to release from your grasp as your other hands moves closer to her exposed to her belly, as you move her oversized shirt up, letting you full access to her exposed and cute belly, as you lean into her ear.

"Payback," you say with a big grin, finally letting the ice pack touch her belly.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" the final shout comes as you can't help but laugh and move the ice pack away, catching her off guard as you have enough time to lean closer to her lips and attach them to yours.

The two of you fall back to the bad, now with you on top of Nagyung, not even letting her protest as you begin to pepper kisses all around her face, and some kiss may snuck into her neck.

"I like it when you all so kissy like that babe" Nagyung, she said, trying her hardest not to moan as her hands find themself around your back, as you release from the last kiss, looking directly into her gorgeous brown eyes.

"You are such a brat you know that?" you ask, as suddenly she pushes you from her, now the position changes with her being on top of you as she showed a cute wink.

"Yes, i know," she said as her hands travel to your clothed chest, fumbling with the buttons in an attempt to open it "Now can I get my cuddles?" she asked as you have to nod in agreement as finally after a couple of minutes she finished unbuttoning your shirt.

"Let's take this out shall we?" she said cutely as she drapes the shirt from you, throwing It out as she finally have the access to your fairly toned chest as she cant help herself but drool as she dives right into it, in the meanwhile your hands travel around your back as you realize...

"You are without a bra?" you asked her, your hands find themselves on her back where the garment is supposed to be but Instead you feel nothing, as she smirks at your question in reaction.

"This is my place first of all, so I can do whatever I want" she replies between the kisses she plants on your naked chest. "And besides, from what It seems you find it hot don't you?" she asks as now she leans into your lips, diving into a short yet passionate makeout session.

"I suppose you are right, now come here you hot mess," you say as the two of you finally start your intense cuddling session, and even though you did fail your mission to get a calming Saturday morning, you couldn't help yourself but think how hot this cuddling session is gonna be

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And thank you for reading another fic, I hope you had fun with the rewrite of the oneshot and a bit of a reimagination, anyways I will see yall next update leafies

#fromis 9 smut #kpop fanfic #fluff #kpop #fromis 9 #nagyung smut #nagyung #lee nagyung #nagyung fromis 9 #fromis smut

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kkulgings · 1 year

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❈° ≫ 11:59 p.m. | lee nagyung

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pairing ⇢ lee nagyung x gn!reader

genre ⇢ fluff, idol!au

warnings ⇢ none

word count ⇢ 731

synopsis ⇢ (request) late at night, the only thing nagyung wants is her two babies.

the only cure for a long restless day was time spent in bed. bonus points if the bed was not yours, and instead, belonged to someone dear to you.

nights with nagyung always felt like a distant dream, one you would have daily until it came true.

nights with nagyung always seemed impossible. your schedules weren’t the only thing incompatible. your lives were incompatible. she was an idol, praised on the big stage by thousands while you were only an ordinary person getting through your average life. you two were never meant to cross paths like this.

but you did.

and because you did, you could find yourself in her bed when her schedule finally died down, when her group finally received a break and were given the luxury of doing absolutely nothing in their dorm. you could find yourself greeting her members, who were always delighted to see you.

even with all the obstacles you overcame in your relationship with nagyung, you still found yourself upset as you laid on your side to face her.

a pout grew on your lips as you watched your lover pay more attention to your furbaby than you. you watched as nagyung cooed at her nestled in between your bodies as her fingers massaged the back of your cat’s head. if you had known your child would be your greatest competition, you would have considered leaving her at home.

you knew you could never do that though. nagyung adored your cat, all of the members did. the moment she stepped into the dorm, she was treated like royalty, even if she was already pampered so much at home with you. after a long day, your girlfriend deserved anything that made her happy, even if it meant that you would be deprived of affection.

you finally made eye contact with her as she averted her attention from your cat, realizing the expression your lips were making. in the darkness, you could see how her eye grew wide, filled with worry about what caused you to feel this way.

“are you okay?” she whispered, trying to not cause a disturbance as she knew some of the members might have been trying to sleep.

too embarrassed to admit you were jealous of your cat, you only shook your head with no further explanation. “what’s wrong?”

you didn’t know how to explain yourself. it felt ridiculous being upset over such a small matter. there was really nothing to be upset about. you should have been happy that nagyung was finally able to meet with your cat again, but deep down, you wanted to be happy that nagyung was finally able to meet you.

“it’s silly,” you finally admitted, not being able to meet her in the eyes.

“nothing’s silly if it’s bothering you, love,” she reassured, reaching over for your shoulder when you tried to lay on your back to avoid her.

when she did those things, how could you not spill every emotion? “it’s just,” you began.

before you knew it, you began whining about the situation, all of your upset feelings overflowing. “nakko!! i’ve been waiting to meet with you for so long, but now my cat gets more affection than me!”

your ears grew red when nagyung began laughing at your outburst, but they soon cooled when your girlfriend gave her answer. “you should have just said that! i can give you all the love you want!”

she pulled you in closer, further trapping your cat in between your bodies. she meowed as a response, surprised by the sudden physical affection. in the close proximity, both you and your cat were trapped by nagyung’s hold, her arms pressed firmly against your back and her legs becoming tangled in yours. the warmth spread through your body, both from her close hold and the tender love being given to you. it only became warmer when your cat began to rub herself under your chin, making you laugh at the ticklish feeling.

her lips planted a kiss on your forehead, sealing her love for you once again. even without any more words, you were able to enjoy the night in her arms. whenever you were in them, you felt protected, knowing she would always be there for you.

you only wish that the best medicine in the world could one day compare to a night with lee nagyung.

#kkulgings #fromis_9 #fromis 9 #fromis #lee nagyung #nagyung #lee nagyung x reader #nagyung x reader #fromis nagyung #fromis x reader #fromis fluff #nagyung imagines #nagyung timestamp #request

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strawberryya · 2 years

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five more minutes

seoyeon x reader

synopsis: it’s a rainy Wednesday, and you must go to work. your girlfriend seoyeon disagrees. work will not be happening on this day.

word count: 1k

genre/content: fluff af, cuddles, it's really just a moment, it's calm and very little actually happens, but I find it comfy

a/n: I'm weak for this woman. also, I hope you guys can hear her laugh too bc honestly it's what gets me through the day atp.

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the air around you was slightly chilly, but the bed was warm. the tapping sounds of the rain hitting the wind seal made you feel like you were floating. but the sounds of her slowly breathing just below your head made you soar. your brain was losing itself in the sensation of seoyeon's head resting heavily on your chest, tying you down to reality and the soft mattress underneath you.

the scent of her sweet shampoo filled up your every thought and made it impossible to move. because there was no way you would risk waking your girlfriend up, especially when she was sleeping more peacefully than sleeping beauty herself. all you could do was close your eyes, and let everything go. everything but her.

the rain kept falling outside, and the pita-pats it made when reaching the windows were like white noise; drowning out all the thoughts trying to take over your brain, telling you that you have to get up and go.

it was a Wednesday morning, and of course, you knew you had to go to work. goddamn work. you wished for nothing more than being able to just stay here, in the fluffiest bed you had ever felt, with seoyeon cuddling up to your side like a freaking panda. there was absolutely nothing you could want or need, more, than just staying right here. taking in every minute that you had to spare.

you looked over at the clock on the wall in the kitchen, visible through the large doors leading from your bedroom to the small kitchen at the other end of your apartment. you sighed deeply as you saw that the time when you would be late no matter what you did was approaching. the deep sigh accidentally you let out, roused seoyeon awake. she raised her head from your chest, only to place it back down and rest her chin on you instead.

"time?" she asked with a raspy voice as she looked up at you with heavy eyes.

you couldn't help but smile, as you responded with "almost seven-thirty."

she groaned a bit at the terrible news, and chose to instead nestle her face into you as she closed her eyes.

"five more minutes?" she said. her voice muffled as she spoke into your chest.

this proposition was definitely preferable, so instead of disappointing her and forcing yourself out of bed and getting up to face the cold morning air, you nodded and hummed as you pulled her even closer to you. flinging both arms and legs around her body; wrapping her up like a cozy little seoyeon-morning-burrito. you could feel how she smiled against your chest, but when she raised her head to look at you, she tried to look as unbothered as humanly possible. this wasn't the first time, nor the last time, that seoyeon tried to play off how much she actually loved the attention you always showered her with. it was so freaking cute.

bending down, you gave her a feather-light kiss on her forehead and smiled adoringly at her as you pulled back. she couldn't fight it any longer and her face cracked up into a bright smile and she laughed a hoarse but radiant laugh.

static pulses shocked through your body as you felt your heartbeat quickening at her response to your affection. oh god, you loved that laugh. however, seoyeon wasn’t prepared for her emotions to slip up so easily, and pressed her face into your chest once again, feeling her cheeks get hotter because of the embarrassment.

even though you missed her face when she hid in your oversized hoodie, there was no denying that just existing this way, fingers gliding over each other's backs and waists in a comforting and effortless way, made it feel like time had stopped. the small kisses you placed on the top of seoyeon’s head and the constant waves of static energy you felt every time you felt her breath on you, were almost enough to make you completely forget about your responsibilities. sadly you did realize, that the time had in fact not actually stopped and twenty minutes had already passed. you were officially late. you closed your eyes, trying to avoid the stress that washed over you.

seoyeon had been close to falling back asleep but had woken up yet again to you turning and sighing when reality hit you for the second time that morning. with a sleep-hazed brain, all seoyeon could think was that you needed to stay with her, you were warm and soft compared to the air she could feel on the parts of her body outside of the covers, and she wanted you to stay. so, instead of letting you go, she pulled her arms out from inside the burrito wrap that was you around her and placed them around your waist. reaching for your neck, she scootched up a bit and nestled into the crook of it.

you could feel your laughter bubbling up through your throat, as she began giving you feather-light kisses of her own all over your neck. feeling her lips sweeping over your skin you just couldn't help it since you were annoyingly ticklish. but you didn’t want her to stop, you never ever wanted her to stop. instead, you pulled her further into your embrace, if that's even possible since you were basically one big mass, tangled up in each other, and sinking deeper into each other's warmth.

"you don’t want me to leave either, do you?" you questioned, already knowing the answer.

she pulled back from your neck and shook her head "no, please stay, you're warm."

you smiled at her reasoning and placed your forehead on hers. her eyes sparkled with satisfaction as you whispered "I am sure that work will understand, nobody could ever argue with me about staying home for you, especially if you're cold."

chuckling slightly at your naive conviction, she closed her eyes and you followed her lead and closed yours right thereafter. and no, no work would or even could be done on this rainy wednesday morning when your seoyeon was cuddled up in your arms.

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My Emotional Panda

Lee Seoyeon X Reader

(I got this idea from a YouTube video and I decided to add my own twist to it)

Money.

They say that money is the root of all evil. But for some it's an escape to their life. Not everyone was given the opportunity to have a silver plater and a 5 course meal.

Some live off eating at least twice if they were lucky enough to.

And you, out of 8 billion people in the world where one of the unfortunate ones.

Of course you complained sometimes how life was unfair to you. The sight of children your age eating ice cream, pizza, and having cake on their birthday. Heck, You barely even had time to celebrate your own birthday.

Everyday was a hussle for you, whatever work it was you would do it.

Forget education, you couldn't afford to have one. Your own daily expenses wasn't even enough to keep you alive.

Let's not talk about your parents. It's not like you loath them but given you never met them in your entire life shows that they either didn't care for you or they couldn't properly raise you.

The only place you call home, the adaption center was burned to the ground by some mafia thugs.

It's like life is flickering you the middle finger everytime something good happens to you. That's when you realize that life and the world was unfair.

Kids your age should have been enjoying life, eating delicious food and having no care at all but life didn't give you any of that. Instead it gave you suffering and agony.

The days and nights you have to sleep on the dark street and even having to fight for a place to stay shows how hard life really is.

Adults should have been the one guiding young people and showing them the rights to their wrongs but why didn't you feel it.

Instead of hearing an apology or a word of empathy, you were spit with venomous words and even had to endure the physical assault they gave you.

If there was one positive thing that you were thankful for is your patience. No matter how annoying and stressful things escalate you remain calm and collected. Some may want that trait but for you it's a curse. All that emotion bottled up inside you will surely kill you emotionally.

But on a breezy afternoon, it seems faith and destiny weaved up a line that will change your life for the best.

With a growling stomach and no food in sight, you decided to put your chances on a nearby park hoping the ungrateful people who throw away their food in the trash be your dinner.

With your small wobbly legs, you pushed through your weak and fragile body checking every trash bin available.

The rustling sound and unbearable scent had no affect on you as you were a starving man to death. When desperate times arrive, Thouh shall make desperate measures.

But it's as if bad luck was implanted on your DNA that no food was in every trash bin you checked. You did a double check, triple check, turn every trash bin upside down but there wasn't any single sight of edible food.

You were frustrated and devastated. This wasn't on a normal basis but there are days where you just come up empty handed. And this day was the worse day as your stomach pain was beginning to get worse and worse.

Your wobbly weak legs couldn't lift your body anymore as your eyes searched for a place to rest your body.

It wasn't that long when you saw a wooden park bench as you sat there looking down on the ground.

Maybe it was your hunger kicking in as you could see the concrete floor in 4k as every particle was visible in your sight.

Your eyes were beginning to get heavy as you suddenly felt a strong urge to take a rest. Being a naive kid you are, you slowly laid your head on the wooden floor as you prepare yourself for a deep slumper.

"Heh, he fell asleep."

A voice and a soft pillow immediately woke you up as all of your senses were alerted.

You sprang up immediately as you looked to see where the voice came from.

"Geez, Did you really have to jump? My Mom always make Dad sleep in her legs. Hmph"

A small girl who's smaller than you pouted as you look at her in surprise.

Her attire is what you always see in big malls, the silver spoon kids as you call them.

"Wha-What do you want?"

There was a small shiver on your voice as the girl smirk at you.

"You have been digging trash cans since we arrived here. What are you a racoon? You're suppose to eat like a human like us. Give me your hand."

She extended her arms as she opened her hand hoping you would take hers. You have seen how people easily fake their trust and stab you in the back. It was mostly done by the adults but seeing someone your age doing something like this, it was skeptical.

You were hesitant but you slowly gave her your hand as she smiled and she suddenly pulled a wrapped burger on her pocket and gave it you hand.

Your eyes widen in suprise even though your hair has covered most of your eyes. Your facial expression showed that her act of kindness caught you by suprise.

"Don't tell my parents this but I bought you a burger hehehe~"

She happily smiled at you as you stare at the burger in awe. Without hesitation, your instinct kicked in as you ate the burger that was given to you.

Never in your life have you ever tasted such delicious and well made burger as a sudden rush of emotion ran through your body.

No one in your life has ever showed you kidness like this before as you didn't expect that it would come from a girl your age.

She could hear you sobbing as you ate the burger as she couldn't help but look at you with pity.

"So.. Mmghood...."

The sniffles made her irritated as she pulled out her handkerchief and grabbed your face. You saw her glare at you as you suddenly felt scared.

"Gosh, your crying so much. Here."

She gently wipes your tears away with her handkerchief and smiled afterwards seeing you stop crying. She sat up and gave you one last smile and said the words you will never forget.

"Never give up okay crybaby?"

Those few words immediately left a mark on your heart and mind. The very first person to show you kindness, was a girl.

Girl.

What was her name?

At least you should know her name right?

"Wha-What's your name?"

With a smile, she said

"Lee Seoyeon."

"Oi, wake up dude. The boss man is looking for you."

You woke up from a good nap as you rose up smiling after recalling a very good memory from the past.

Your co worker notice the visible smile you have as he couldn't help but smirk as he nudge you playfully.

"Oh my did our little precious Y/n got a very naughty dream? Tsk tsk such a bad boy~"

You could only sigh at him as you made your way to your boss office.

It's been 10 yrs since that memory occurred and by now your already a working employee on the same park you found her.

The first time you met her was also the last time you saw her as you visited this park everytime but she never came back.

Instead of seeing her, you were offered a job to clean the park CRs instead of stealing food and you took it. You didn't complain or anything as years go by and you were now a standard employee of the park.

Your boss office wasn't anything grand but his facial expression always had that stoic face. You can never tell what he is thinking.

"You called for me boss?"

"Ah, Yes, take a seat Y/n."

You wasted no time to take a seat near his table. He adjusted his glasses before he spoke.

"I'm giving you a new job which is something unique."

This made you raise your eyebrow at him as your boss wasn't the typical boss. He would often say his thoughts in riddles. And considering you can't understand riddles, you were confused.

"Ummm, boss what do you mean?"

"I want you to wear a bear costume to attract customers for the newly opened amusement park inside the park. And since your good in attracting people. Why not try on a suit?"

His request was questionable as you wanted to ask why but he suddenly pulled an odd looking bear suit which at first glance looks so weird.

"That's your outfit. Try it on."

It wasn't dusty nor smelled like dust so you tried it on and fit you perfectly well except that the bear looks HORRIFYING.

"Umm, Boss. You sure this is an outfit that could attract people? Looks like a suit for robbing a bank."

"....."

That silence alarmed you as you immediately asked.

"Wait, is it for robbing a bank?! For real?!"

"No of course not. Anyway you can leave my office now. Go. Shooo."

He was trying to get you off his office as you left wearing the costume. You were left with questions lingering on your head but you wondered what would the people's perspective of the bear be?

And that question was immediately answered as the following day, kids were crying and avoiding your gaze as you sighted.

"I know something was off with this costume"

Nonetheless you stood there not knowing what to do because every action you do makes everyone look at you with scared expression.

"Ah! Mr Bear. Can I take a picture with you?"

A woman's voice alarmed you as she looked at you in awe. Her eyes were sparkling brightly. All you can do was nod your head.

"Tihehehe, My members will be so jealous I got a picture with a cute bear."

Her sentence made you blush for some reason as it was your first time someone called you cute.

"Then again, she must be pertaining to the bear and not me... Oh well."

She wrapped her hands around your arm making you flinch a little at the sudden contact but immediately regain your composure.

With a quick snap of her phone, she managed to get at least 10 photos which amazed you.

She was wearing a mask but you could visibly see her eyes smiling at every photo you took.

"She's... Cute.."

That was the only thought that was in your mind as she suddenly lunged herself at you as she hugged you tight.

Her sudden action startled you as you accidentally hugged her back.

"So warm~~ Hehehe."

You were thankful that the huge bear mask covered your entire face because you were a blushing mess. Never could you have imagined that a cute girl would hug you tightly as if you were world.

It took a couple seconds before she let go of the hug as she said

"Thanks for recharging me Mr. Bear. I'll ser you around."

She left while waving at you as you could only wave back slowly. Your brain was still processing what happened.

"What... Just happened?"

That question lingered on your mind the entire day and it was stuck there for a while.

You had hoped that the bear costume would end but it turns out you have to wear the bear outfit for a while.

You had to bear with the crys and scared expression of every passer by but it all didn't matter as the small girl appeared every once a week.

In that short period of time, you managed to get to know her even though your reply was only a nod or a shake to the side. But her bright energy was everything for you.

Her husky voice while she laughs was music to yout ears. She would often manage to tease you making you a blushing mess.

She was very teasing but that was one of her charms. Even though the job was tiring, meeting her every week was all worth it.

But not all things are permanent.

While you were preparing to wear your suit, your boss came to you.

"Y/n, today's the last day you'll be wearing the costume. You'll have to go back to your original post after today."

"Oh, I see..."

When you first wore the costume, you have always wanted to hear those words from your boss but right now, they sounded so displeasing in your ears.

Maybe it was because you met someone who appreciate you and someone who made your heart race.

The weather didn't help the mood as the gray skies painted over the sky. It wasn't that long when it started raining. Instead of standing still outside, you went inside the carnival area where there was a huge shade covering a few people from the rain.

Though today was the last day, you had hoped to see the girl once again but considering the rain, she would probably wouldn't come.

Right?

That should have been the answer.

But something tells you she was waiting for you.

You ignored that thought because there was no way she would be standing there waiting for you in the rain.

There was no way.

"Ah, screw it."

Your gut feeling was telling you something was wrong. And it didn't ease you one bit as you rushed outside as you were immediately met with rain pouring from the sky.

You traced your step where you usually stand but you didn't find her there.

Heartbroken, you chuckled at your pathetic self.

"Of course she wouldn't be here. Who in the world would-"

Your eyes caught someone sitting on a wodden bench all soaked from the rain. You went closer to the person and Immediately covered her with your sign board.

"Mr. Bear?"

That husky voice was all to familiar with you. She looked up and your heart tore into thousand pieces. Her mask was gone and you could see her plump lips and cute nose. But her eyes looks so broken and defeated.

"I'm sorry I.. Waited for you here. I'm stupid I know.."

Her cheerfulness was gone and you felt an unusual vibe from her.

"Today is just.. Everything's just so wrong."

She clenched her fist as you could only stay quiet.

"Why.. Why did I have to make a mistake on the biggest stage of them all. Everyone's eyes are on me and it even dragged my members too. I hate it! I hate how my mistake damage the group. Why... Why.. Should I just quit?"

Quitting.

You felt that same way before. 10 years exactly. On the very same bench. That girl was what showed you that there was hope and right now, the girl infront of you needed hope.

You removed the bear head as her widen seeing your face for the first time.

"Never give up. Those words was said to me when I was on the verge of quiting life."

She stayed quiet as she listened to you.

"It sounds cringe but seeing you weekly and interact with me even if it was just a short period of time, made feel significant and wanted. So.. I might sound selfish but please don't give up."

The girl stayed quiet as you had hoped your words went through her. You were expecting a nod or a shake of the head but instead got

"Crybaby?"

Your eyes widen. That nickname was given to you by Lee Seoyeon. Your eyes met hers as you said

"Lee.. Seoyeon?"

She gasped as she suddenly lunged herself to you as you carefully caught her in your arms.

She began crying softly on your bear chest as you patted her head. As if on cue the rain suddenly stopped.

"Crybaby...."

You just let her cry on your chest as you thought that she must have it rough for the past 10 years.

It took a couple minutes before she regain herself as you helped her up and both of you sat on the bench.

"I didn't expect that you would be in this park all this time."

You chuckled at her and said

"I.. Never really left. I was... Well kinda waiting for you to come back and return you this. Give me your hand."

A sense of nostalgia made Seoyeon chuckle as she gave you her hand. You pulled out from your pocket the same handkerchief she used to wipe your tears.

"This is yours so I'm returning it to you."

She was amazed how it still looked the same like 10 years ago.

"Also, you told me before that your in a group. And I think they wouldn't be angry nor frustrated at you. People make mistakes and like the stories you said to me, it seems like the 9 of you are very close"

Seoyeon stayed quiet as a small smile appeared on her face. This was the first time you saw her smile without the mask and she was very pretty it made your heart race and make you blush.

"So Seoyeon, don't ever think of giving up because you have people there for you. Your members, family, friends and me. Like what you said to me. Never give up okay? You cute panda."

That last word was something Seoyeon didn't expect as she blushed a bright red. She couldn't believe that the guy she helped 10 years ago turned out to be a handsome person and a kind hearted one too.

"T-Thank you..."

"Y/n. Your crybaby. Hehehe."

Your bright smile washed away all that negative thoughts that swarmed her earlier. She suddenly felt motivated as she gave you a warm embrace.

"Thank you Y/n. Thank you."

You hugged her back but this time, not as Mr. Bear but as her crybaby.

It took a couple of minutes before she pulled away.

"I feel refreshed now. Thanks Y/n hehehe~"

She waved at you as you waved back at her. Once she was out of your sight, you searched your phone on what group Seoyeon was and saw the events of their group. An idea popped on your head.

"Are you alright now Seoyeon?"

Her leader Searom asked as everyone was worried for her.

"I'm okay now Unnie. Hehehe~"

A hand patted her head as Gyuri, their ex member smiled.

"Good. Now slay the stage. I'll be watching at the backstage."

Seoyeon nodded as her mind was filled all about you. Starting from the words you said and how you changed for the good. A blush appeared on her face as she thought of you.

"Uhh, Seoyeon you have a gift from... Mr. Bear?"

Seoyeon widen her eyes as she grabbed the box that was handed to her by her manager. Her members were also curious on what that gift was as they leaned in close to her.

Seoyeon opened the box and it revealed a cake with the words

"You go and show them what you got Seoyeon."

Murmurs were visible but She didn't care. Her heart was racing to the max as butterflies were swirling on her stomach.

She closed the box as she faced her members with a look of determination.

"Let's show em what we got!"

That got them all hyped up as they were ready to tear the stadium down.

You were back to your regular job at the park selling burgers along your co worker as your bear adventure has come to a close.

Though you saw articles about the success of Fromis_9 concert, the main attraction was how Seoyeon slayed the song and dance.

You always knew that she was a talented person and seeing postive comment about her just brightens up your mood.

Right now there was no visible person in sight which made you wonder why. It was the weekends so today, the park should be filled with people.

You got out of your food stand and looked around if there was something wrong. But you couldn't find anything wrong.

"Is today a holiday? The park should have been-"

"Crybaby~~"

A familiar voice broke your thought as Seoyeon lunged herself to you as you quickly caught her in your arms.

"Seoyeon what are you-"

You couldn't finish your sentence because Seoyeon leaned her face to your and gave you a quick peck on the lips.

Your brain went haywire and malfunctioned upon realizing what Seoyeon did.

All she could do was chuckle seeing your blushed face.

"Tihehehe, did I suprise you Y/n? Well that's a sign of how much I love you."

You didn't know what to say and when you finally spoke, the words that only came out of your mouth was

"Yes?"

Seoyeon giggled as she grabbed your hand and drag you away from the food stall with a smile.

"Come on, we have 10 years worth of dates that we need to catch up. Hehehe~"

Well maybe you weren't unfortunate after all, seeing how a girl like Lee Seoyeon fell for you and even become your girlfriend.

Sigh

Your co worker said as he couldn't help feel a little jealous of you.

"I wish I have a girlfriend like him."

He laid his head on one of the tables but a cute voice woke him up quickly.

"Umm. Are you okay?"

He immediately blushed seeing the girl talk to him.

"Uhh yes I'm okay."

Her cute giggle went straight to his heart as she reached out her hand to him and said

"I'm Baek Jiheon. Nice to meet you."

He didn't even hesitate to shake her hand as she said

"I'm Nam. Just call me Nam, ma'am what?"

He got confused by his own words as this made the girl chuckle and thought

"He's cute."

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