#gidle angst

[mandu-17]

Trust me, Baby | Cho Miyeon x fem! reader

Requested by: Anonynoums

Request: Hi! Could get an imagine where miyeon confesses to reader that she likes her(reader also does) and they end up sleeping together. But, the next day reader finds out she’s “dating someone”, (which is really just a publicity stunt) and accuses miyeon of using her. Basically smut/angst but with a happy ending.

Warnings: Language, drinking, phone smushing in anger

Genre: Smut, angst and fluff

Wordcount: ~ 3,324

A/N: IT’S OCTOBER 3RD

“I love this colour on you.” Miyeon murmured, one of her hands put a stray of your hair behind your ear, in the other one she held a glass of champagne.

Your heads were almost pressed together, as both of you were watching your new nails.

“Thank you.” Your smile being slightly uneasy because of the sudden proximity between you two.

The thing was that you weren’t uncomfortable, in fact you were yearning for more of Miyeon. The two of you had known each other for many years and that little crush you developed on her was slowly getting out of control.

Especially whenever it was only the two of you hanging out just like that night at her apartment when the living room was lit by purple LED lights and few candles. With her weekend finally off, Miyeon invited you for a fun, girly sleepover.

Unfortunately for you, three glasses of champagne later, Miyeon was already feeling slightly more playful and touchy, in your opinion bold even.

She did not see any problem with her knee touching yours all the time, it also seemed like there was no need for her to explain her fingers fidgeting with sleeves of your hoodie.

“It’s unbelievable how you can literally pull off anything.” Miyeon’s back rested against the couch, after she put her glass, half empty on the table. Her eyelids were moving slower and slower.

It was almost 2 AM - the time when all of her tiredness was making its’ way to acknowledgement.

“It’s just nail color, come on.” You shrugged trying your best not to show how her raspy voice was affecting you.

“But I meant everything, clothes, hair colors...” You bit your lip when Miyeon paused and tense silence filled the space between you. “I think even bald you’d still be the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”

Her brown, Bambi eyes raised up to meet yours. Corners of her lips also raised coyly creating a soft yet charming smile. The rest of her face was serious, as if Miyeon really wanted you to hear her out.

“I-I can’t be the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. I mean you’re an idol yourself working with and seeing all these other beautiful idols everyday.” You shook your head with an amused smile.

“Y/N?”

You hummed with a raised eyebrow.

“For once, just shut up.” Her words came out quietly but also stern.

Your eyes widened in shock.

“Now you’re just being mean.” You scoffed, not used to Miyeon talking to you like that. Yes, it was in a playful manner, but the two of you were usually very sweet to each other.

“I’m serious when I say you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I’m also serious when I say that anything you wear looks incredibly good on you. Y/N, I-” Miyeon stopped suddenly and before continuing she licked her lips. “I like you.”

“I like you too.” She frowned at your response.

“Not like that. I really do like you, Y/N. And you’re more than just a friend to me.” You could clearly see how hard Miyeon was trying not to reveal her nervousness. Her voice as well as her breathing was unsteady, brunette tried to busy her fingers with the hem of her gray hoodie this time. On the inside she was already shaking in regret - was it a good idea to let you know the truth?

It was easy to panic when she did not hear a single word back from you. The look on your face in that moment was also something she couldn’t really interpret. Yes, you looked shocked to your core with your mouth hanging slightly open, but was it a good kind of shock? Was there a chance that you reciprocated her feelings? What if there was no going back now and all these years of friendship had ended right then and there?

“I-I didn’t... It’s not-” Miyeon began apologizing when something cut her off. It was you or more specifically your lips brushing against hers.

And before she even knew it, Miyeon’s eyes fell closed, your kiss just felt incredibly natural.

You trembled slightly in her arms when her hand cupped your cheek gently. Once her sweet smell hit your nose you were about to explode, you were certain. The heat of Miyeon’s skin, her soft touches and those two hums she let out against your mouth were overwhelming.

“I-... You-” You pulled away, a breathless stuttering mess. “Do you actually like me? Is this really happening?”

Brunette giggled loudly, her response came as another kiss and a quickly muttered ‘yes’.

This time was way more passionate, Miyeon even pushed you against the couch and straddled hurriedly. Your eyebrows raised in surprise nevertheless you were far from complaining. Like a snake you let your arms sneak around brunette’s tiny waist, you pressed her body firmly against yours. Miyeon raised your chin with her finger so that she had the best access to your neck. At first, she was only pecking your skin there, but soon enough her actions turned less soft.

“Are you sure? I mean, isn’t it too fast?” You moaned suddenly feeling her teeth graze the column of your throat.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.” Her deep voice was there again. You bit your lip hard in order to contain yourself. As she straightened her back, those Bambi eyes looked down at you. “Love me, Y/N.”

You intertwined your fingers and brought her hand up to you lips. That was your answer.

Miyeon smirked, in her head probably already imagining all the things the two of you were about to do. Then, when she tried to lean in you gripped her thighs before picking up her whole body with bedroom being your destination.

“I really have to start working out too.” Brunette gasped wrapping her arms around your neck. She loved staying so close to you, especially now while you were showing off, Miyeon couldn’t help but adore you even more. Seconds later, you gently put her on that huge bed and your lips met again.

Surprisingly, it was her who took your shirt off first, although hers joined your on the floor almost immediately. Her, who pushed you to lay down on a cotton pillow. Despite everything you did your best to stay gentle with your actions.

Also, you just really wanted to see Miyeon’s vision for your first night together.

And just like with anything else you could imagine - there was no way she’d let you down.

Her eager mouth made sure to mark as many spots on your skin as possible, Miyeon especially liked your reaction at her biting onto your collarbone. That deep moan you let out got her thighs squeezing, she could already feel how wet and desperate she was getting for you.

Refusing to wait any longer, Miyeon got rid of her pants making you follow quickly.

“There’s no going back now.” She whispered with her 40 degrees nose resting against yours.

“I don’t want to go back.” You answered while your hand was sneakily getting to the clip of her bra.

Miyeon sighed in relief once the last piece of clothing in your way fell down, she hid her face in your hair feeling way too hot, shy even, after you started playing with her boobs. You cherished each and every single whine that escaped her. And even though it was your first time seeing and touching her breasts you felt addicted already to the softness of her skin.

“Oh, Miyeon.” You whimpered when she sat down directly on your thigh and pressed down on it.

“Shit, Y/N.” Her wet folds created such an intense, pleasant feeling on your leg, you bit your lip harshly.

Just as Miyeon’s hips began to rock back and forth you expected her on focusing on chasing her own pleasure while riding your thigh, but that’s when she surprised you once again. Her long, slim fingers reached out to the wetness that arose in between your legs.

“Fuck-” Both of you panted, lost in your own intimate paradise.

With no warning, Miyeon pushed two digits into your dripping core causing you to mewl weakly. The way she curled them inside you made you wonder where she got that experience from.

“Baby, right there. Please don’t stop.” Brunette gripped your shoulder tightly with her right hand while her left one was knuckles deep in, fucking you.

You gripped her hips in order to guide her a little faster, make her press down a bit harder and finally to turn her into a moaning, sweaty mess that won’t be able to walk properly the next day.

Miyeon’s back arched unexpectedly when you flexed your thigh, she started shaking and soon after that her limit was reached. Bambi eyes rolled to the back of her head, as she came with a loud cry.

She never let her fingers rest though, through it all they kept on pumping in and out of you, it was becoming too much. The rhythm of her hips, breathy sounds she was making and all the sweat coating both of your bodies - you felt like passing out.

When your climax came, with teary eyes you kept on repeating Miyeon’s name like she was the only thing you’d ever gotten to touch, hear and see. In no time you felt overstimulated which made you push Miyeon’s hand away.

“S-sensitive.” You mumbled, still helping her ‘down’ from your leg and lay beside you.

Both your chests continued on raising and falling rapidly, when you felt her curious eyes on you. You turned your head to the right to take a long look at the most wonderful woman you’ve ever met.

Miyeon was already curled on her left side, her face illuminated only by the moonlight. She trapped your leg between hers, as she let herself stare at you endlessly. You didn’t even need her to say anything - Bambi eyes were your answers.

Only when her breathing returned to normal, her cheeks slowly regained their pale colour and you noticed her messy hair did you acknowledge what the two of you had actually done.

Shyly, you closed your eyes.

“Told you there’s no going back.”

With a hum, you nuzzled your face into her shoulder.

~

Grinning like an idiot, you walked into the kitchen with the intention of making coffee for your lover and you. It was around 9 AM and Miyeon was also up, already locked in the bathroom while brushing teeth and washing her face as every other morning.

You clicked on the coffee machine and watched brown liquor pouring down into the first one of two white mugs you’d had prepared. Your fingers mindlessly played with the zipper of Miyeon’s big hoodie that you borrowed. Once hers coffee was done, you switched the mugs and waited for another one to fill up. It was your phone beeping that pulled you out of that small coffee trance.

With no thought, you made your way over to the couch and looked for the device for a moment before eventually finding it behind a fluffy pillow. Miyeon and you didn’t have time to clean up the living room last night.

Your phone screen lit up because of your coworkers typing on the group chat. Uninterested, you muted the conversation - it was the weekend after all, you’d catch up with them later.

Once you were in the kitchen again with a comforting cup of hot coffee in your hand and your phone in the other one, you decided to scroll through social media while waiting for Miyeon to stop occupying the bathroom and finally let you know what she’d like for you to cook for breakfast.

That was when it’d popped up.

You dropped the mug, having to reread the article’s title at least two more times. They indeed included photos that showed Miyeon’s heart eyes.

(G)I-DLE’s Miyeon and SF9’s Hwiyoung spotted on a romantic night walk by the Han River! The couple of visuals look so in love!

Miyeon ran into the kitchen, panic present in her eyes as she heard glass breaking.

“Everything okay?” She gasped spotting sharp white pieces of the mug scattered on the floor.

“What is this?” You ignored her while nearly shoving your phone into her face.

Miyeon frowned before visibly paling once she got the look at what the issue was.

“Y/N, don’t... It-it’s not what it looks like, okay?” She stuttered.

“You know what that fucking looks like? You’re a cheater, Miyeon. You used me! Are you fucking kidding me right now?” In a sudden rush of anger you sent your phone to the ground.

“Y/N! Calm down-” Miyeon winced, trying to get a hold of your shoulders after hearing the second crack that morning.

“Don’t fucking touch me! You ruined everything. Y-You- Dammit, Miyeon! I can’t stand you. Just leave me alone!” There was nothing she could really do considering the state you were in. You weren’t thinking straight, clouded by jealousy and anger - Miyeon understood that it was no use for her to try and explain the situation to you. She let you go, gave the space you needed and promised herself that she’ll catch you and talk to you only after you cool off.

~

Without her by your side, you were cold.

Even that stupid hoodie bathed in Miyeon’s perfume didn’t help.

With no destination in mind, you walked around the nearest park wondering why on Earth did it have to be you? To finally touch the sky with your long time crush and then be harshly pushed down from one of the clouds.

That Hwiyoung.

His annoyingly perfect face was something you were unable to compare with even in your best make up look. And these stupid words that Miyeon told you last night, that had already engraved deeply into your brain and heart, that you were the prettiest.

How could she?

That was what hurt the most. How could Miyeon so simply flirt with you, her friend when her only goal was to use you. Maybe her and Hwiyoung had a fight and you were her second choice? Maybe she just wanted to forget about him for one short night? Maybe they just started dating and Miyeon thought that cheating at this point wouldn’t count? There were so many maybes, you felt like either throwing up or beating the shit out of someone.

Without her by your side, you felt lonely.

All these people in the park seemed so distant even though they were taking the same paths you were. You felt isolated in your own broken heart. There were no words to describe how furious at Miyeon you were and how at the same time you were already missing the feeling of her arms around you, keeping you safe. Until then, you’d never noticed how selfish she actually was. That’s how blinded you were by your feelings.

~

The next few days were blurry. After coming home from work you’d only lay down on the couch, barely eat and sleep a lot. Sleep was your true escape as even at work half of your coworkers were non stop talking about Korea’s new favorite Visual Couple.

Then on following Friday, almost a week after your argument with Miyeon, she showed up at your door. You were woken up from your nth nap by the sound of doorbell.

“We have to talk, Y/N.” Bambi eyes were determined to make things right, but in her voice you could hear a note of sadness.

You scanned her features for a moment before wordlessly letting her in by opening the door wider.

Just like anyone could imagine, it was painfully awkward at first. You were still half asleep and Miyeon didn’t know where to start.

“For you.” She pulled a single red rose from behind her back and handed it to you.

You only stared at her.

“I expected that one.” She nodded to herself and put the flower on your kitchen table.

“Just start already, Miyeon. I have better things to do.” With a roll of eyes you plopped down on the couch.

“That article you saw wasn’t true.” Her soft voice came from somewhere on your left.

“Everyone is now talking about you two. What do you mean it wasn’t true?” Your arms crossed on your chest.

“It’s just a PR move to attract more viewers. Hwiyoung and I play in a drama called Replay and our companies thought it’d be a good publicity stunt.” You looked at her blankly, after a moment of your eyes on her, Miyeon felt unsure. “Look, I don’t even have his number on my phone.”

She gave you the device and let you scroll through all the contacts. You even search up names like ‘Baby’, ‘Darling’ or ‘Honey’ but nothing came up. With a frown, you gave it back.

“Why didn’t you tell me then? We were catching up last weekend and what? You somehow forgot to mention your new fake boyfriend?”

“I-I had it in mind, but... When I tell you I can’t think straight when I see you I’m not lying. I got so into your stories that I wasn’t even viewing him as anything important. And especially after we kissed, I... I hadn’t thought of him until you showed me that article in the morning.” Miyeon gulped, looking down on her lap. “I’m incredibly sorry, Y/N. I was planning on telling you, but like I said even in the morning, I was just in such a good mood because of you that I wasn’t thinking about my job.”

“If you don’t have his number then...” You started carefully, “How do you meet up for the paparazzi to see?”

“Our companies contact each other. We’re just being dropped at a place, our managers tell us what we should do and what we should look like. That’s basically it. Hwiyoung and I usually talk about dance practices, studio recordings or shooting for our drama. It’s always only about job.” When Miyeon saw you still processing her words, she added “It’s you that I want to talk to about everything else. It’s you that I want to stare at until I fall asleep and it’s you that I want to wake up with. I’m crazily in love with you, Y/N.”

Brave Bambi eyes stayed on you the whole time. She was putting herself out there for you. Putting an end to your friendship as well.

“I’m in love with you too, Miyeon. I’ve been for so long, but gosh you have no idea how terrified I was when I saw that article.” After all this time you were able to finally breath again. As anxiety was slowly leaving your heart, it was roaring loudly in excitement.

“I have an idea. How about we never bring this up again, huh?” Miyeon asked while standing up from her seat and taking a seat on the couch right next to you.

“I think it’s a good idea.” Fondly, you watched her lean in, as your fingers intertwined on your lap. With a happy sigh you got to kiss her again. Frankly speaking, a big part of you was afraid that you’d never get a chance to do so.

“Oh, I almost forgot. Wait here.” Miyeon gave you a quick peck before storming off to her purse. She came back with both of her hands hidden behind her back. “I figured you might need it.”

She handed you a box with a new phone inside. Genuinely speechless you opened your mouth in shock. Such a sweetheart, your brunette knew damn well that you only had an old brick as a spare phone.

“Miyeon-” You began whining, knowing that it was way too much than what you could have asked for.

“Shh, you’ll thank me later.” She winked.

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[miyseung]

(𝐆)𝐈-𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Be our idol, we are (G)I-DLE!

fluff - ☁️ angst - 🦋 series - 🩰 oneshot - 🎧 drabble - 💐

cho miyeon

Rose Among the Daisies (☁️,🎧)

─☆ childhood friends to lovers, 2.8k words

you and miyeon had been best friends since the age that the both of you could walk. in all that time, you developed a HUGE crush on her, but you didn’t know if it was mutual and didn’t want to risk your friendship...until you found out she was leaving.

kim minnie

Nothing here yet.

seo soojin

Nothing here yet.

jeon soyeon

Nothing here yet.

song yuqi

A Little Help? (A Lot Of Love) (☁️, 🎧)

─☆ x non idol! store worker! yuqi x fem! reader, 4.2k words

You were at the nearby convenience store, searching for pads that Soyeon desperately needed. At last, when your ego couldn’t overpower your desperation any longer, you asked a worker there.

yeh shuhua

Nothing here yet.

ot6

Where is Love? (It’s Here In You) (💐, ☁️)

─☆ (g)i-dle as idols x non idol! reader, 1.3k words

you’re the best thing that’s happened to the girls – a life-changing event. it shows.

OR little things that (G)I-DLE do with you and only you

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[ericssmile]

The sunlight shone through the curtains, immediately hitting the eyeline of Y/n, causing her to groan and rub at her eyes. She yawns and stretches out her arms only to accidentally hit someone next to her. She furrows her brows, confused, but soon realised that it was only Soyeon; her face turning a bright red as she remembers what they had gotten up to the night before.

The memory comes back to her straight away - biting on her lip and lets out a giddy sound as she looks over at Soyeon. She watches her breathing; how she looks so relaxed and at ease - how she looks so at home. Y/n brings a hand up to Soyeon’s face, brushing loose strands of her blonde hair away from her face. She smiles as she watches her lover stir in her sleep, her hand now placed on Soyeon’s cheek, her thumb rubbing small circles over her cheekbone.

Soyeon groans and stretches out her arms; instantly smiling at the feeling of the gentle touch that she felt on her face. Opening her eyes, she was instantly met with the loving look of Y/n; a sight that she could honestly get used to till the end of time

“Good morning sunshine.” Y/n’s voice was soft, barely above a whisper, afraid that if she spoke any louder it would just ruin the moment. Soyeon mumbles a soft “morning”, closing her eyes again, embracing the moment. 

“I hate to ruin the moment, but I need to head to the company and do some finishing touches on my album before release day.” As she spoke, Y/n played with Soyeon’s hair, admiring her features and printing them in her mind. She giggles as Soyeon pouts, feeling her wrap her arms around her waist and soon feeling her full body weight on top of her. Y/n blushes, faintly biting the inside of her lip, remembering that they’re both practically naked. 

“Just a few more minutes babe, please?” Soyeon moves her head, resting her chin on Y/n’s chest, looking deep into Y/n’s eyes, smiling softly. She watches as Y/n makes a thinking face, laughing at her and lightly poking her cheek, to which she laughs along with Soyeon. 

“Alright, only a couple more minutes.” Y/n giggles, but that soon dies down as she watches as a smirk appears on Soyeon’s lips. Her skin tingled as Soyeon ran her hands up and down her naked skin.

“Trust me darlin’, we’re gonna need a lot more than a few more minutes.”

She Showed Me All The Stars || I didn’t just kiss her pt 2

[SUMMARY: After leaving YG Entertainment once her group DESTINY had disbanded, Y/N joined KQ and is now working towards a solo debut. With her promising skills of being a self-producer and song writer it’s bound to happen sooner than later. But what if along the way, she gets herself caught up in not one, but two scandals back to back? Will it impact her awaiting debut? Will she find a way to come clean about everything? Or will her dreams just come tumbling down all because of false rumors?]

SHE SHOWED ME ALL THE STARS MASTERLIST

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[tinyidle]

tinyidle's

for my birth month i want to take 30 day fic, imagine and hc post break and do something a bit fun. ill be giving my honest review on any type of fictional work you send me (without being harsh ofc), with reasons on why you should read what i read.

simply send me a link on ask of a tumblr or wattpad fic you like (ao3 is okay as long as you're not sending me a series 😶) and ill rank it within that week! from april 1 - 27. edited

rules & restrictions :

up to 5k words only (no books please)

can contain smut, suggestive, angst, fluff, mythical, plot, no plot, im open

low note works are highly encouraged as one of my goals is to have smaller works gain recognition!

kpop-based (especially if the groups are ateez, txt, straykids, (g)i-dle, dreamcatcher, twice, red velvet, aespa, etc.)

no harsh, extreme kinks (the vile type ones that are usually in the fanfic writer's "i do not write about")

ill be rating works out of 5 👑s , so make sure you link what you thing deserves five crowns!

tell me what you think, let me know if you want to be tagged in this series thingy, and ill see you when the first link pops up for me!

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[laylalatter]

You'll be regretful

IM FEELING ANGSTY, HAVE MIMIN ANGST. based on shuhua's prediction on Minnie's love life !!!

"I love youuu~!" Miyeon's voice echoed throughout the room.

"Miyeon.."

"Yes?" Minnie sighed, causing Miyeon to tense up and get nervous. "You know I love your blonde hair, right?" Miyeon sighed in relief, "You scared me! But yes, you talk about it too much, you really love me hmm?"

Minnie giggled, she loved seeing her girlfriend get nervous. "Let's make a bet."

"And that would be..?"

"When the impossible happens, when we break up. Let's dye our hair only when we've finally moved on from each other! Your hair would be blonde fore-"

"Minnie."

Miyeon cuts off Minnie, a severe and stern tone dripping from her words.

"Sure but-"

"But what?" Minnie tilts her head slightly, Miyeon takes a deep breath, holding both of Minnie's hands, then looks directly at her eyes.

"Let's not think of it as forever, it'll hurt more if we say that. Mistakes can still occur, and regrets can still be made. I feel the happiest with you, honest! But, we can't just promise each other. Logically, It isn't possible, and all it'll do is hurt more when the impossible happens. Minnie, I love you and don't want you to go through the pain of forgetting me, alright?"

Tears were already running down Minnie's eyes, she loved Miyeon so much, It's insane. Miyeon cares for her future heartbreak, she wants to stay by her side forever, and as Miyeon said, It's impossible.

~~~~~~~~

Minnie's figure can be found in the comfort of her own bed and home, unfortunately, it wasn't comfortable. The end of forever came faster than she had expected, not fast, but it felt as if their break up came so suddenly even if it was months ago. She's holding back tears, dwelling on a news article she had just read. 'Cho Miyeon and Jung Jihyun rumored to be back together!?'

Fuck, she really shouldn't think about it, she lost her right to be jealous. Worst of it all, she knows the truth, and the truth is, the two are actually back together. She just wishes death upon this feeling, she hates it, but she can't rid of it.

He has everything she used to have, being able to be seen by the public with Miyeon, having Miyeon in his arms, happily laughing with her.. he has Miyeon now.

To get her mind distracted from the emotional hurt, she clicked on one of their old series, "Up to (G)I-DLE" She watched till she got to an episode with shuhua reading the tarot cards, she's still impressed with Shuhua's new-found ability of predicting.

"Read mine!"

"Okay- what do you wanna know?"

"I wanna know about my love life!"

"Sure! Pick a card then give it to me"

"Here" "Hmmmm~"

"?"

"You'll be regretful"

It made sense now, and she didn't like it. Stupid fucking tarot cards.

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[asrmrxx]

The Eternity of Mortality

sypnosis: Soyeon never had any regrets of becoming a vampire centuries ago. Not until she felt the pain of letting herself lose her favorite mortal, you.

trope: star-crossed lovers

pairing: vampire!Soyeon x fem!mortal reader

genre: romance to angst

warnings: angst, established vampire x mortal relationship, character death.

wc: 896

A/n: ahhh I love vampires and the concept of it, so I had to write something like this. Even if it's sad I still love the idea of it all. Almost cired while writing this. Enjoy reading 😘

Vampires to most people may seem dangerous, terrifying or even cursed. With their sharp fangs and their thirst for blood they would scare almost every mortal on earth. But behind all that eternity, lies a highly emotional creature. 

Soyeon loved being a vampire. She loved having powers, she loved the taste of freedom without any worries or fears that every mortal could have. And most of all, she loved eternal life. Even if she loved being a vampire, she was quite bored. Yes she drank the blood of anyone who dares to step foot in her castle, but she didn’t have any purpose. Well, not until she met you. 

You loved being a mortal. You loved to watch both the sunset and sunrise and feel the sun shine on your soft skin, you loved all the emotions you could feel for different things at different times. And most of all you loved growing as a person. Even if it wasn’t always clear, you loved the fact that most people have some kind of purpose to live by. You loved to explore and just live. 

Despite your and Soyeon’s existential difference, your love for each other grew day by day. 

In all imperfections and stereotypes Soyeon heard from your way of living, she saw you as the most beautiful human she ever laid eyes on. She loved the way you smiled. The way your laugh would echo through her castle walls like it chased away all the shadows from her past, really made Soyeon feel joy. Soyeon also cherished the gleam and brightness full of emotions in your eyes, she saw them as the sun she could never face due to being a so-called monster. 

In all the harsh and cruel times Soyeon told you she went through as a vampire, you saw her as one of most gentle beings you could ever possibly meet. You loved Soyeon’s uniqueness and her soft spots for you. You loved to show her modern technology things humans use nowadays. The way Soyeon’s eyes would light up when seeing those things she didn’t have decades ago really filled you with warmth that words couldn’t express.

Through different experiences and stories, Soyeon and you introduced each other into your worlds and saw how beautiful both of them can be. It was a matter of fact that you two just couldn’t be separated. Soyeon was your darkness and you were Soyeon’s light. 

Until fate had other plans for you.

As your love for each other grew, 

it turned into days, 

days turned into years 

and years turned into decades. 

The inevitability of your mortality was reaching ever closer, casting a disease over your mortal existence. You could feel the passing time like grains of sand slipping through your fingers. Your once bright spirit slowly fading into the twilight of the dread disease.

Despite the fear and horror that plagued your heart, you refused to let go of the precious moments you shared with Soyeon. You clung to her love like a lifeline, drawing hope from her heartfelt devotion and the promise of a future with her endless love for you. 

Soyeon watched helplessly as the light in your eyes dimmed with each passing day, her heart breaking with each fragile breath you took. She longed to hold you close, to chase away the pain and suffering that threatened your soul. As a way to save you from your sufferings, she wanted to turn you into a creature she was, a vampire. She wanted to turn you so that you can live an eternal life with her, together.

But you had made your wishes clear from the very beginning, you wanted to experience the full spectrum of life as a mortal, to embrace the beauty of both joy and sorrow, love and loss, without the burden of eternal existence weighing upon your soul.

And so, as the final moments of your life slipped away like autumn leaves carried by the wind, Soyeon held you close, her tears falling down her eyes as she whispered words of love and delight in your ears. “I love you so much” She hugged your weak body even tighter as her tears became more sorrowful. “I love you too, Soyeon. Thank you for making me feel...alive" You faltered with your last breath. 

“I will never forget you, till the end of my existence, I will never forget you, my Y/n. You made me believe in something more. You made my awful soul walk out of the darkness that was chaining me my whole life. I will forever be grateful for that.” 

Soyeon doesn’t remember the time she cried this hard and ached this hard as in this one. Who would’ve thought such a dangerous creature like her could love a mortal this hard. Her heart was sobbing, her mind was rushing with the thought that you were really gone. You, her happiness and joy. In that tragic moment, as the last trace of life faded away from your mortal figure, Soyeon made a promise.

A promise she will forever cherish in her heart, a promise that will be worth your existence. A promises to carry your memory in her heart for all eternity, to cherish the love you shared and the moments you held on together, until the end of time itself, Soyeon will forever love you. 

#gidle x fem reader #gidle x reader #asrmrxx #gidle #jeon soyeon #soyeon x fem!reader #gidle vampire au #kpop imagines #gidle angst

[spadesolace]

the experiment : college student! sana x fem! reader x miyeon

being a part of an experiment was not on your college bingo, let alone you didn't even give your consent for it. so, why not conduct your own?

part 1: lab rat/ test monkey

sana knows she fucked up.

seeing the bouquet with her name on the card with a very familiar handwriting. it made her feel sick, her face turned pale as she looked at the end of the hallway with your disappearing figure.

it had been a month since you ghosted sana and miyeon. your own best friend had to be a part of the whole experiment, completely aware of your heart being played just for it to be an experiment. ironic, how you were called lab rat one, as if you were already on her list of people she’ll play with.

blocking them on all socials had been the best decision you ever made. sure, sana and miyeon can’t message you or reach out to explain but what is there to say when you heard their entire conversation. biology majors taking the entire experiment on a different level.

everything you do has been a bit sloppy, sana was genuinely the first girl you really liked and it sucked that you’re left with the idea of being a lab rat. miyeon is the only one that has done her best to contact you, try to have a civil conversation but as someone who is avoidant, you keep running away.

“y/n, miyeon is outside waiting for you.” bangchan looked at you with concern as your eyes looked at the door. shit. shit. shit.

“tell her i’m busy.”

“too late, i let her in.” mingyu walked past you with miyeon behind him, you can’t run away. you’re in the middle of an experiment that needs your attention, almost done with it even but you won’t let miyeon know.

“can we talk?”

“what’s there to talk about miyeon.” from your peripheral vision, you could see the pain in her eyes, she even looked worse than you. bags under her eyes, lack of energy in her movement, slouched figure, fidgeting hands, and teary eyes. one wrong word from you could lead to her breaking down entirely, but she’s the one who knew of what sana was planning.

“why are you avoiding me?” maybe it was a bit harsh to avoid miyeon as well without her knowing. although miyeon was the one that introduced sana to you, and she knows about the experiment. 

“choi miyeon, i’m in the middle of something right now.”

“what? are you gonna avoid me again like the plague? like i’m a disease that could kill you?”

“i’m in the middle of an experiment. not the one you and sana fucking planned.”

that was all the confirmation miyeon needed that you know. everything makes sense to her now, their conversation, sana avoiding her as well and making her way to talk to you at any given chance. she fucked up, she broke your trust, and she’s left with nothing as your figure walked away continuing your experiment.

after that, miyeon still waited for you to finish your experiment. walking out of the lab with your backpack and lab coat on hand. it was a bit harsh of you to not talk to the girl without her knowing what had happened, assuming right away that sana probably told her. so, you let miyeon follow you into your new favorite spot, away from the pair but still nearby, you have to thank mingyu for the recommendation.

miyeon had not spoken until you arrived at the cafe, letting her sit down at your usual spot and ordering for you two. she’s still your best friend and maybe this could be a way for you to settle things first before you decide whether to end your friendship. first and foremost, she’s your friend before anything else, it was just sudden that your high school best friend would pull something like that.

“why are you doing this?” miyeon looked at you as you placed your orders, it was a staple that miyeon wasn’t much into coffee as she was with hot chocolate.

“you’re my friend, how you defend yourself would determine if you still deserve that title.”

it started from there, miyeon had explained how sana was confused on whether she was interested in both girls and guys or if it was simply just nothing. you weren’t supposed to be a part of it, when miyeon introduced you to sana it was merely to let her college friends meet her best friend. she was also left in the dark until miyeon discovered sana’s notes about the entire thing, keeping track of your dates and comparing it with mark, the guy she’s seeing the same time when she was with you. that was how miyeon knew of it,

“i planned on telling you, i was trying to stop this entire thing before it would go longer. then you stopped talking to me, blocked me on all socials and even my number.”

everything felt clearer now, if sana wanted to play with fire, two can play that game. you’ve thought of it for a while now, you just needed to think of the perfect person to do it with. who else could fill the role as your fake girlfriend other than your best friend who is desperately asking for your forgiveness.

“then help me.”

in a span of a week, you and miyeon had slowly convinced your friends that you were dating. explaining that ghosting her was a way for you to move on and make her find someone who is deserving of her love. miyeon was persistent, she could not just let you go easily. that led to her trying to get your schedule, meeting you at your lab class and getting coffee to talk things through. people can be easily deceived and it wasn’t that long until miyeon actually acted as if you were dating.

in public, you acted like a couple; but in private, it's just you two messing with people and restoring your friendship. and it did not take long for miyeon to let you know that sana had been asking her questions about your relationship, fully understanding why you wanted to fake date.

“who said i couldn’t conduct my own experiment.”  it wasn’t like you were avoiding sana like before, she had tried to talk to you but miyeon was always within the area to snatch you away.

that was until jackson had another party where miyeon had spent her time dancing with her friends, while you didn’t drink much as you had to drive miyeon back home. it slipped your mind that sana would be within the area, that she had kept her eyes on you as soon as you stepped foot holding miyeon’s hand.

within 5 minutes, sana had you wrapped around her finger. those 5 minutes, sana had managed to steal your heart once again, telling you that she had missed you, that you’re the only one for her. know you understand why she’s called sanake.

Minatozaki Sana. she has your heart, one that you wish you hadn’t fallen so easily for her charms. 5 minutes was all it took before you’re tempted to lean to her touch and forget that you’re playing a part in an experiment to see whether she missed you the same way you did. maybe it was nothing but lies. maybe she wanted to have fun just like before. you’re fucked.

“BABE!” then you’re reminded that miyeon is there to save the day. “oh, hi sana.”

the tension between the two was something you’ve never experienced before. fully aware they were friends before you had started seeing sana but after the series of events that leads to your current position. there’s a rift between the pair.

”babe, come dance with me, yeah?”

even in her drunken state, choi miyeon always stick to the script. pulling you to the dance floor, her dancing a bit too close to comfort but maybe it was a way to let sana know you’re not someone to be toyed with. no.

that wasn’t the case when you woke up in the morning, head pounding with the worst possible hangover you’ve experienced. it didn’t make sense to you, not a single ounce of liquor touched your lips when you were at the party, and you definitely remember bringing miyeon back to her place. your clothes scattered all over the floor except for your shirt, this was definitely miyeon’s place, you would notice the full body mirror with pictures taped to it. fuck.

the door opened revealing miyeon wearing what seems to be your shirt that was way too big for her. neck and chest basically covered in love bites. what the heck happened after i saw sana?

“hey, i cooked us some breakfast.”

“what happened last night?”

“uhm… you got drunk– when i asked you to drink here at my place.” miyeon pointed between the two of you. “then this happened.”

you only wanted to hurt sana, not bring miyeon into this mess. from the looks of it, you enjoyed it but you can’t remember much of it until miyeon tried to piece everything together.

the rest of the night after you had brought miyeon home was spent in the comforts of her apartment. a bottle of soju was shared along with a few glasses of gin and tonic that you ended up finishing as miyeon had reached her limit. miyeon started it. she kissed you first and although both in drunken state, it was clear that there was tension between the two of you, one that is now sitting in front of you wearing your shirt with love bites all over her body.

by the time you and miyeon had reached a conclusion as to the events of the night were, breakfast was already done, coffee at hand and still you were completely naked in her bed.

“do you think… we’ll work out?” uncertainty in your eyes as miyeon watched your every move, it felt as if she’s back at the chemistry laboratory while your mind is running through multiple scenarios.

“we– could try. but-”

“sana, i know. you might need to clarify some things with her.” 

you didn’t expect miyeon to take things lightly when you suggested that she give you sana’s number. having it blocked and deleted, you saw no value but now- with the idea of properly dating miyeon, the need to clear the air for the sake that your best friend (possible future girlfriend) would fix their relationship.

sitting at the same cafe that sana had taken you to for your first date, the lingering idea that this might be the last time you’ll see her in the same light. the smell of coffee, light chattering from the customers and your mind buzzing with questions, running away seemed like a nice option.

“i’m surprised you wanted to see me.” you didn’t notice sana standing in front of you. pulling the chair and settling down as your gaze never left her piercing eyes. something about her changed, the cheering smile no longer there, or how her aura that was once inviting now felt guarded, and that the way she looks between your hands inches away from each other.

“wanted to clear some stuff.”

“... i’m sorry– i know you heard my conversation with miyeon.” you could only scoff at her, she knew, you made sure that she knew about that day from leaving the bouquet rotting by the biology lab along with your broken heart and trust. the girl you love merely sitting inches away from you and all you could do is look at her with so much hatred and confusion.

everything feels tight.

“i’m not here to come back. let’s give this a proper ending.”

“what do you mean?”

sana reaches for your hand, for a second you let her hold it- remember her touch.

removing it gently, as the tears in her eyes threaten to fall. you hated seeing her cry.

“you were a wonderful experience, sana. but i’m not one of your lab rats.”

“i’m sorry. you– you made me feel things i never felt before when i was wi– please don’t leave me… please, y/n… please.”

the desire to stay and throw everything out was there but you’d rather not let her break your heart again with the possibility of it being an experiment for her.

you love her but not to the point of willing to be a lab rat for her.

#twice sana #twice scenarios #twice #sana imagines #sana x reader #minatozaki sana #sana #miyeon #miyeon x reader #choi miyeon #gidle #angst

[perfectsunlight]

I DO ⸻ JEON SOYEON (A MINI SERIES)

SYNOPSIS: your ex-wife receives an invite to your wedding, but will she let you say "i do" for a second time?

TAGS: written mini series, 2k followers special, ex-wife!soyeon x engaged!reader, angst, failed marriage, wlw.

WARNINGS: strained relationships, broken marriage, heated arguments, heavy language.

STATUS: in progress...

UPDATE SCHEDULE: every day for the next 5 days.

I. THE WAY THINGS GO (beabadoobee)

II. CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE (elvis)

III. TOLERATE IT (taylor swift)

IV. YOU'RE LOSING ME

V. I DO

A/N: thank you for 2,000 followers :) here's my gift to you ♡

#─👤 sunlight speaks #jeon soyeon #song yuqi #gidle series #gidle #soyeon x reader #gidle x reader #original series #angst #kpop #wlw #gxg #i do masterlist #i do #perfectsunlight

[elryuse]

EX (G)-IRLFRIEND

SOOJIN X MALE READER

Tags : EX GF Soojin, A bit of Angst, Happy Ending, Some Smut?

The familiar jingle of (G)I-DLE's "LATATA" pulled Y/n's head from his laptop screen. It wasn't the song itself that startled him, but the woman standing at the coffee shop door, a sheepish grin plastered on her face. It was Soojin.

Memories flooded back, bittersweet and potent - late-night talks after rehearsals, shared secrets whispered under the covers, the warmth of her hand in his. Soojin, the sunshine to his brooding storms, the one who understood his quiet moments as well as his bursts of laughter. It had all ended so abruptly, ripped apart by accusations and scandal. Soojin, the girl he knew to be the softest soul, was branded a bully by the media.

He refused to believe it. He tried reaching out, offering support, but she'd pushed him away, a fortress of hurt and betrayal. In the end, the strain became too much, the silence deafening. They had to call it quits, the weight of the unresolved mess hanging heavy between them.

Soojin navigated the crowded café, her once fiery red hair now a calming dark brown. Her eyes held a vulnerability he hadn't seen before, a stark contrast to the fearless idol he once knew.

"Y/n?" she tentatively asked, her voice husky with nervousness.

He stood up, caught between a flood of emotions. "S-soojin."

Silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken questions and buried feelings. Soojin took a hesitant step forward, closing the distance. "I know this is sudden, but...can we talk?"

He couldn't say no. He ushered her to an empty table, his heart hammering a chaotic rhythm against his ribs.

"This feels surreal," she confessed, fiddling with a stray strand of hair. "Seeing you again after all this time…"

"It does," he agreed, his voice raspy. "What... what brings you here?"

Soojin took a deep breath, her gaze flickering away for a moment. "Everything you heard… about me… it was a lie."

The words hit him like a physical blow. Years of suppressed doubt and anger flared up. "A lie?"

"A carefully orchestrated one," she continued, her voice gaining strength. "The company, the girls… they fabricated the whole bullying story."

His mind reeled. All this time, the person he knew was the victim?

"W-why?" he whispered, anger bubbling beneath the surface.

"They wanted a scapegoat," Soojin explained, her eyes brimming with hurt. "Someone to take the fall for their mismanagement. They promised they'd back me up, but…" she trailed off, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.

He wanted to believe her. The Soojin he knew wouldn't bully anyone. But after years of hurt, a part of him needed more. "How can I know you're telling the truth?"

Her eyes welled up. "Because the only person I told the truth to was you." She reached across the table, her hand trembling slightly as it hovered over his. "Y/n, please. Believe me."

The touch, a ghost of their past, sent a jolt through him. Looking into her tear-filled eyes, a familiar ache bloomed in his chest. Doubt still lingered, but so did a flicker of the old trust.

He sighed, squeezing her hand gently. "Alright, Soojin. Tell me everything."

For the next hour, Soojin poured out her story. The manipulation by the company, the betrayal by her supposed friends, the public humiliation – it was a narrative of shattered dreams and broken trust. Y/n listened intently, anger building in his gut alongside a deep empathy.

As she spoke, the room seemed to fade away. It was just the two of them, their past resurfacing like a forgotten melody. The café's bustling sounds muted, replaced by the tremor in her voice and the raw honesty in her eyes.

When she finished, a heavy silence settled between them. The weight of the years, the unspoken words, all hung in the air. Soojin looked down at their intertwined hands, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks.

"I miss you, Y/n," she confessed in a soft voice.

His heart lurched. Did she mean it? All these years, had she felt the same way?

Before he could respond, she leaned forward, her lips meeting his in a hesitant kiss. It was a touch of apology and yearning, a plea for a connection that wasn't severed. Hesitation lingered in Y/n, but the nostalgia in her touch, the familiar warmth of her kiss, proved too much to resist.

He deepened the kiss, his hand finding its way to her hair, the dark strands smooth against his touch. It was a desperate kiss, fueled by years of yearning and a newfound understanding. The kiss burned with an intensity that surprised them both. Years of pent-up emotions, hurt, and longing exploded in that single touch. Soojin pulled away first, breathless and cheeks flushed.

"Y/n," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I know this is crazy after all this time…"

"No," he murmured, his own voice thick with desire. "It doesn't feel crazy."

There, in the dimly lit café, surrounded by the aroma of brewing coffee and bustling patrons, their past and present collided. Soojin's hand snaked up his arm, sending shivers down his spine.

"Can we go somewhere... more private?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He barely needed to think. Without a word, he paid for their lukewarm coffees, ignoring the cashier's curious stare. As they stepped out into the cool evening air, Soojin slipped her hand into his, a tentative gesture that spoke volumes.

They didn't speak, not initially. They walked hand-in-hand, the silence a comfortable shroud around their rekindled connection. Soojin led him to a secluded alleyway, its entrance masked by overflowing vines.

The dim moonlight filtered through, casting long shadows on the brick walls. In this hidden space, Soojin turned to him, her eyes searching his face.

"I know…" she started, her voice husky. "This might be a mistake, but I…"

He silenced her with a finger to her lips, his touch sending a jolt through her. "I get it," he said, his gaze locked on hers. "We can take things slow. But…"

He trailed off, leaning closer. The scent of her familiar perfume, a mix of lavender and vanilla, filled his senses. "Right now," he whispered, his voice husky, "all I can think about is holding you again."

With that, he pulled her into a tight embrace. Relief, desire, and a bittersweet nostalgia swirled within him as he held her close. Soojin melted into his arms, clinging to him like a lifeline.

The kiss this time was different. It was fierce, filled with a raw hunger that spoke of years of unspoken feelings. Their hands explored each other's bodies with a desperate need, reacquainting themselves with the familiar curves and textures.

Soojin reached for the buttons on his shirt, her touch sending shivers down his spine. Unbidden, memories of their passionate nights flooded back – stolen moments in her dorm room, late-night adventures, and the feeling of belonging he'd felt wrapped in her arms.

He helped her out of her light jacket, his fingertips lingering on her exposed skin. As she unbuttoned his shirt, the air crackled with unspoken desires. They stumbled backward, landing against the rough brick wall.

Her touch was like a wildfire on his skin. She explored his chest, her whispers sending shivers down his spine. It was a desperate dance, a frantic rediscovery of a connection they both thought lost.

The alleyway became their sanctuary, a space where time seemed to stand still. They explored each other with an urgency born from years of separation, each touch a whisper of the past and a promise of a future they weren't sure existed.

As dawn painted the cityscape a pale pink, they lay breathless in each other's arms, the warmth of their bodies a stark contrast to the cool night air. Soojin nuzzled closer, a contented sigh escaping her lips.

"This feels like coming home," she whispered, her voice thick with sleep.

Y/n held her tighter, the weight of the unresolved past momentarily forgotten. He didn't know what the future held, whether this was just a fleeting moment of comfort or the spark of something more. But in the quiet embrace of the new day, all he knew was that he wanted to hold onto this newfound connection, even if it was only temporary.

#soojin #gidle soojin #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop x y/n #x male reader #beautiful #sexy content #apreciation post #update #kpop smut #angst #happy ending #kpop fluff #cuddles

[hcuyk]

hi everyone! i'm vae, and i'm making this poll to see if there will be any WRITERS who are interested in joining a collab idea i have

the collab is called CORRUPTED FANTASIES, and it can be interpreted in a myriad of ways! the fic doesn't have to be fantasy (though it's highly encouraged) and will focus on the idea of CORRUPTION

do they choose power over love? do they use people and step on them to reach the top? a hero turned villain, power imbalance relationships, all ideas are welcomed! go wild with the toxicity, and remember that it's all fiction!! (the smut and angst can go crazy yall)

please answer the poll so i know whether i should make the collab post or not. all kpop writers, old and new, are welcomed! i want it to be a place where we meet other writers and create new friendships by breaking past the boundaries of being in different fandoms

i will also be adding other things, such as an optional match making system where i can pair people off into twos to create their fics in the same universe!

please dont let this poll flop 🙏🙏 reblog and share if you can to see this idea come to light!

if there isnt a high demand in the kpop community, i may repost this interest check for specific groups, such as just the boyz, nct dream, and seventeen

#kpop collab #the boyz #nct dream #seventeen #ateez #tomorrow x together #stray kids #bts #itzy #gidle #ive #le sserafim #riize #boynextdoor #twice #smut #angst #fluff #tbz x reader #svt #skz #txt #atz #nct 127

[mandu-17]

Always been you | Kim Minnie x reader

Part 2

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Hiii could you do an exes to lovers!au with Minnie from (G)I-DLE please? thank you (:

Warnings: Drinking champagne, one vulgar word, cheating

Genre: ANGST lovedwritingittho!!

Wordcount: ~ 3,624

A/N: just so you know both Lisa and Rosé are NOT idols in this scenario, Rosé is reader’s current girlfriend. enjoy reading and have a beautiful week:)

To many, Nicha Yontararak was known as (G)-IDLE’s vocalist - Minnie. But truth be told, she was far more beyond that. To Minnie, learning languages was a piece of cake. She was even good at whistling. A great dancer, gifted songwriter, promising actress, passionate pianist.

And most importantly, your first love.

Long before Nicha even began dreaming of becoming an idol, the two of you were best friends. Well, more acurately, it was the three of you against the world. Lisa was your shared friend from school. She even helped Nicha and you get together since both of you were utterly clueless about your true feelings for each other. Those were the days, you thought with a melancholic look in your eyes. Careless and beautiful. Everything was way easier back in school. The three of you used to hang out daily after classes, do homework together, watch silly tv shows.

After Nicha left to Korea, nothing changed between Lisa and you. If possible, you got even closer in order to heal from losing a friend. Nicha was incredibly busy with trainee lifestyle and then soon after debuting it was a rarity when she’d have time to reach out to old friends. Lisa stayed in touch with her though. Despite everything, their bond was solid enough to last. You, however, weren’t that strong.

Long distance relationships never appealed to you. Nicha had to accept your point of view, she was aware that leaving Thailand would be equal to losing you. Obviously, the decision was probably the hardest one she ever had to make. It took her long weeks of overthinking and sleepless nights. Many difficult conversations had to be done before the two of you officially said your goodbyes. It was heartbreaking for both of you especially considering how young you were back then.

Nevertheless, it made you who you are today. Everything happens for a reason and breaking up with Nicha was necessary to make you stronger as a person. It led you to your position right now. With a stable job, new apartment and lovely people in your life you really got to forget all the pain you went through during that period of time.

“You ready?” Besides, you still had Lisa.

She never changed, you smiled at your reflection in the mirror. Still had that amusing habit of walking inside your home without knocking. Frankly speaking, she spent around half of her time at yours.

“Almost, yes.” You straightened your shirt as Lisa joined you in the bedroom grinning from ear to ear.

The reason behind that smile was the fact that Minnie and her band mates were currently on tour with few days off in Thailand which presented a perfect occasion for a ‘small get together’ as Lisa called it. She was so excited about Minnie visiting home, she drove in the pouring rain in the middle of the night straight to you so she could pass the message in person.

It had been an adorable sight, her eyes shining so brightly while her whole body was drenched from the rain. Although a part of you was very hesitant about going. You couldn’t remember the last time you actually saw Minnie, sure she was on numerous billboards all around the city, here and there on the tv. But being in the same room as her? Talking to her? And about what? What if it’d be weird? Would it be awkward? Probably.

Truthfully, you were afraid of facing her after all these years. Afraid of what you might feel while seeing her up close.

From what you saw, she’s gotten even more beautiful nowadays, more confident. She grew up to be this attractive celebrity - what if she changed? What if her feelings for you changed as well?

You could go on and on about what ifs, luckily Lisa was there to calm you down. She truly insisted on going. She promised that Minnie was the same sweet girl she used to be. You saw it in Lisa’s eyes. It was important to her that you’d go too. She announced that without you, she wouldn’t go either.

To ease your stress, Lisa even suggested you asking Rosé to go as your date.

Rosé was your new girlfriend, it’d been around three months since you became official. You met her at work as she was sent in delegation from Australia. It clicked immediately. Rosé asked you out. First it was coffee, then dinner, later she needed a guide around the city. Admirably, she was able to keep finding new things she might have needed your help with. Language barier was her most often used excuse. That’s how much she cherished your comapny. After many dates, she had the courage to let you know that she liked you more than a friend. She fell in love, she admitted.

Your relationship with Rosé truly made you see colors again. With no doubt she was a wife material, the sweetest soul you’ve got to known. Her family was also very fond of you. They kept thanking you for taking care of her in a foreign country. It was painfully clear to see how much they missed her. Rosé also never hid her homesickness from you. So when she told you about going back to Australia for her mom’s birthday, your heart jumped out of joy. With your relationship still fairly new, there was no pressure for you to go with her and meet everyone. There would for sure be many other opportunities for that. In fact you wanted Rosé to spend this time while fully enjoying her family’s presence. Only later did you realize that it’d be the exact same weekend that Minnie was organizing her get together.

So, now you were screwed.

Of course Rosé, being the wonderful woman she is, was ready to cancel the flight and stay with you. Sometimes she was impossible. You had to physically drag her to the airport to make sure the gifts she bought didn’t go wasted.

With Rosé away, Lisa became your only lifeboat.

“You look great! How are you feeling?”

“Very nervous, let’s just get this over with.” You sighed loudly.

“Relax, Y/N. An hour from now you’ll be tipsy and just having fun.” Lisa wiggled her eyebrows while dancing with her shoulders.

You did not have it in you to ruin her mood. She deserved to be happy, you wanted to see her this lively as often as possible.

“True, that’s a very realistic scenario.” You raised your index finger up to her while agreeing. “We should probably get going.”

With a giggle, Lisa helped you pack most important things to your bag before you were finally able to leave the apartment.

The contrast between your silhouettes was hilarious, anyone could put an imaginary line between Lisa and you. She walked in happy skips, her hair were bouncing up and down her shoulders - everything about her screamed ‘excited’ and ‘ready to party’. On the other side, you were walking very slowly, the feeling of your heart rapidly beating in your chest made you sigh heavily from time to time. Although, you had to admit with a ghost of a smile, a little part of you was looking forward to seeing Minnie again. A little ray of hope made its’ way to your mind trying to convince you that tonight was going to be eventful.

In the elevator with cozy music playing, Lisa and you were chatting freely about your days when your phone dinged announcing that you got a message.

Corners of your lips raised when you saw Rosé’s selfie - she wanted to show off her newest purchase which happened to be matching Minnie Mouse hoodies.

You gulped thickly. What a funny coincidence.

~

Nothing really changed in Nicha’s family house. It remained looking very classy and elegant. Now the living room full of wooden accents was crowded, especially around the piano that was busied with Nicha and her mom playing cheerful melodies. (G)-IDLE’s members were trying to sing along, other guests and Minnie’s family clapped to the rhythm.

Lisa and you arrived fashionably late, but seeing the heartwarming scene that welcomed you, you thought it was probably worth it.

“Lisa! Y/N! You’re finally here!” Minnie’s dad was the first one who saw you entering the room. His hair got far more grayer, you quickly noticed although you worried nothing after he sent you that same, warm smile of his.

His words made many heads turn to look at you curiously. By the corner of your eyes you spotted few people whispering between themselves, but for you time stopped the second Minnie looked at you.

“It’s been so long since I last saw you!” Her mom beamed before approaching the two of you with her arms widely opened. “Lisa, how are you doing?”

Firstly, she embraced Lisa which gave you a minute to clear your head. It certainly didn’t work when you noticed Minnie not taking her eyes off you on her way to greet you as well.

“Y/N! I missed you so much, how are you?” Minnie’s mom crushed you in a warm hug, she always treated you and Lisa like her own children. Heart of this woman for sure was made of gold.

Minnie’s dad didn’t even let you reply as his arms wrapped around you tightly, it seemed like he also missed you deeply.

“I’m good, it’s very nice to see everyone again.” You smiled at the parents while also addressing Minnie’s brothers. Long ago they all were your family. You forgot how much they cared for you and how easy it was to just be yourself in their company, in their home. For some reason, you fitted there incredibly. They were your people. Even after all this time, you were able to feel their warmth and kindness towards you.

“You grew up so fast. We’re very proud of you.” Minnie’s dad got you melting with his words and that friendly glint in his wife’s eyes had your knees go weak. You wished to keep talking to them for the whole evening, but it turned out you became one of the highlights of the event. Everybody who already knew you from times when Minnie and you were dating, was eager to catch up with you or at least say ‘hi’. It was quite enjoyable, a bit weird feeling overall, but at least you were able to ignore the reason of the whole get together for some more time.

You knew you’d have to face Minnie sooner or later, but the fact that you could delay it brought you some sense of comfort.

She knew what you were doing.

Not only did Lisa betray you and straight up exposed your discomfort to Minnie while texting on the way here, Minnie simply still remembered your habits when being nervous. And now it was hard not to notice the way your eyebrows kept furrowing from time to time or how much you gesticulated while speaking about non-complicated things. So when Minnie finally saw you getting yourself a glass of champagne alone, she immediately made up her mind.

“Long time no see, huh?” The way your whole body stiffed was so visible, she almost smirked.

“Minnie, hi. How does it feel to be back?” You turned around to look at her for the first time this closely. Divine, was the only word that could describe her evenly.

“I’m very happy to spend some time with friends and family.” Minnie stepped closer in order to also grab a glass of expensive drink. She then raised it up to make a small, intimate toast with you.

You gulped at the sudden proximity and how Minnie leaned in to nearly whisper in your ear. She was still using the same perfumes, you realized, feeling brave enough to eventually meet her eyes.

“I’m glad you came, Y/N.”

Nothing changed in the way she was looking at you. That precious glint that was in her eyes once ago, was still present. She smiled innocently, as if she had no idea about her impact on you.

You have a girlfriend, you idiot.

Rational voice came back. Although, it was unachievable to think about anything else while being this close to your first love.

~

It was a terrible mistake to come here.

Wherever you glanced there was a piece of old memories embracing you. Paintings on the wall, blankets, your favorite cups, even the sight of the garden itself was reminding you of your home dates with Minnie. When her parents worked late and she invited you over. Her brothers often spent time with you as well, all four of you playing cards and board games. There were also many times when Lisa joined for sleepovers or long movie marathons.

It was overwhelming. Slowly becoming too much. You felt trapped in your own nostalgic mind with nothing to ground yourself with. You tried so desperately to think about Rosé, praying that she was here with you to squeeze your hand. She was way too good for you. Your emotions that night proved that you did not deserve her.

Your arm was slightly shaking while getting the third glass of champagne and it certainly was not the alcohol intake. That’s when you heard it.

River flows in you.

The first song that Minnie played for you.

The song that Minnie used to ask you to be hers.

The last song she was listening to before leaving Thailand.

It was your song.

You turned to the piano, Minnie was playing it effortlessly. Delicate notes wandering around the room made everyone admire her talent yet again. There was this sad frown on her face. It was killing you. Physically, you couldn’t catch a breath. You felt like crying.

Then you suddenly felt someone wrap their arms around you from behind.

“Remember when we used to dance to this song?” Minnie’s mom smiled against your shoulder blade causing you to relax.

“Beautiful times.” Your hands joined hers on your waist, while she swayed you left and right.

It was often exactly like this. Minnie playing, her mom and you dancing or rather her teaching you how to dance properly. If Minnie’s dad was around he’d usually take photos of you three or took care of the fireplace. So simple yet so meaningful. Just like the embrace you were currently in. Warmth radiating from Minnie’s mom eased your anxiety while soothing you. She just knew what to do. She always did.

You turned around once the song came to an end in order to thank her for the dance. You bowed your head to her before exchanging small but important smiles.

“Y/N, you’re still my favorite.” She winked at you.

“Mom!”

Both of you glanced at Minnie who just approached you. She shot her mom a stern look, warning her not to make things worse. The older woman chuckled.

“We’re not together anymore.” Minnie clenched her jaw.

It hurt when she said it.

“I think I should go.” You saw Minnie’s mom open her mouth. “I’ll just go find Lisa first.”

Hurriedly, you walked over to the couch where, as you assumed correctly, Lisa was animatedly talking to one of Minnie’s members - Yuqi. This emotional rollercoaster had to end. This was enough. Far beyond to the point you already felt like a piece of shit laying in the pouring rain.

“Lisa, we’re going home. Come on.” Your friend eyed you oddly, she was in the middle of a certainly entertaining conversation with the Chinese woman. With her arm resting on Yuqi’s thigh, she was definitely comfortable and not ready to leave.

“The party’s still going, though. Look, Yuqi and I are having a lot of fun. You should join us-” You knew that tone perfectly. Lisa was way too drunk now to go home. She was at the peak of enjoying herself. Thankfully, you knew you didn’t have to worry about her safety that much because it was usually the point when she’d stop drinking and feel the alcohol taken in by now. “I’m so tired. What time is it?”

With a defeated sigh, you glanced at your lockscreen. Rosé’s smiley picture was staring back at you. You were disgusted with yourself.

1:53 AM.

“Almost two in the morning.”

“How about you two stay the night?” Yuqi chimed in with a nervous smile. When you made eye contact, it seemed like she could already feel your conflicted vibe and didn’t want to make the situation worse. As a matter of fact, Lisa and you were introduced to all of (G)-IDLE’s members earlier that night. Although, you weren’t sure if she knew about what your history with Minnie was. “It might be dangerous to go home with this sleepy cat.”

“Yes. Let’s sleep here, Y/N.” Lisa’s eyes shut the moment she put her head on Yuqi’s shoulder. “Minnie will cuddle with you.” She mumbled quietly, so it was only Yuqi who chuckled.

“They’re right.” Minnie spoke from behind you. “I think it’d be safer if you stayed.”

She gulped when you glanced her way. You looked exhausted with your lips pressed into a thin line and furrowed brows, on top of that your skin was very pale. To Minnie, you were perfect. She always admired your physics not mentioning how in love she felt with your personality. Even that quick eye contact with you had her heart racing.

If she could only turn back time.

The very first thing she’d do, would be not losing you. Not breaking up and surely not giving up on your relationship. She’d never let go. You deserved someone to fight tooth and nail for you - sadly, she realized it way too late. That Rosé girl better treat you right, Minnie suddenly thought remembering the name from her conversation with Lisa.

“Okay. Let me just get a breath of fresh air.” Tiredly, you dragged your feet to the garden.

Thailand’s hot breeze filled the surroundings making it easier to breathe in and out. You kept your head up to the night sky, the stars were outstanding. They competed for your attention with the lovely panorama of the whole city. Diving deeper into the garden, your nostrils were pleasantly taking everything around in. The flowers blossomed, they added a refreshing feeling. Finally, you sat down on a bench made of stone.

Your thoughts were getting clouded, you began wondering why on Earth did you get to this place. Not garden, specifically.

But this huge hole in your heart. You were shaken up at the idea of Minnie making you feel so many things despite not seeing her for so long. You had a girlfriend, after all. Rosé would be very disappointed.

A sudden loud thud followed by the sound of glass breaking made you jump in your spot. You quickly got up and found out what caused it.

“Great.” Minnie groaned annoyed with a box dropped on the floor. Champagne bottles flew out of it and two of them shattered into pieces. She was crouching down in order to put remaining complete bottles back to the box.

“Hey, be careful.” In a moment you were crouching in front of her, ready to help.

Minnie’s eyes were studying your features deeply before she sighed, aware of how the circumstances appeared to be. “I swear I’m not following you.”

You cracked a smile.

“I know. I’ll bring the broom, do you still keep it next to the trash containers?”

“Yeah, it’s still there.” Minnie would never dare to think that you’d remember such random thing about her house.

She chuckled to herself as she watched you round the corner. Her guts were telling her that it was like fate was screaming at her, laughing in her face.

'This is your person! Get them!'

Minnie wasn’t sure she’d be able to get over you again. It took her literal ages last time and as it seemed - she was still down bad for you. Why was it so complicated, she kept asking herself.

You came back with a broom only to immediately sweep the mess she caused. She was convinced you were her angel all along.

Unsurprisingly, no one noticed the accident. You were located in a part of the garden that provided a lot privacy, away from the windows and doors. Besides, everyone inside was still having fun, not really caring about anything outside the walls they were in.

“Y/N.” Minnie called, determined to let you know the truth. The whole, painful and uneasy truth.

You nodded for her to continue, while keeping your focus on the glass you were cleaning up. But it wasn’t enough for Minnie. Maybe you were afraid of meeting her eyes, you only did so a handful of times that night. And it frustrated her to no end. Slowly, she felt her self control decreasing.

So she stepped closer to you, craving your eyes on her.

You blinked at the sight of her shoes entering your field of view. With a gulp you raised your head meeting her puzzled expression. Minnie wanted to say something, but she had no idea where to even start. Distant chatter of the guests inside disappeared, you kind of forgot about the broom in your hands too.

It was a silent, long eye contact.

The tension in your body didn’t allow you to to move or inhale for that matter. You froze under Minnie’s incredibly intense gaze. Without any words, she managed to send you the message.

Her poor, fragile heart in palm of her hand.

Don’t do it.

Don’t you dare. You glanced at her lips.

Don’t even think about it. Her eyes already said yes.

Don’t do it.

You kissed her.

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KinkFluffAngstober Masterlist

So I decided a bit late to join in on all three tobers this year, however I won't have set dates for each release, but rather I'll go in order and release as much as I can. I'm sorry if I don't finish by the end of October guys but everything will come out :)

As I post fics they will be linked to this post

Please send in your requests for which idols you would like for each category and I will fill them in:) Here is who I will be writing for in it, but feel free to make a request for someone who is not on this list!! If someone's name is already on the list, you can send it again, and I can have them for two spots:)

Twice, G-idle, Lesserafim, Newjeans, Aespa, Itzy, Ive, Red Velvet, Loona, Blackpink (no minors will be participating in kinktober for obvious reasons)

Prompts

Day 1- Dry Humping w/ Uchinaga Aeri

Day 2- First Meeting w/ Kim Chaewon

Day 3- Miscommunication w/ Kang Seulgi

Day 4- Car sex w/ Hwang Yeji

Day 5- Rainy days w/ Seo Soojin

Day 6- Tired of fighting w/ Nicha Yontararak

Day 7- Dirty Talk w/ Shin Ryujin

Day 8- First Kiss w/ Kim Chaewon

Day 9- "I did it for you" w/ Im Nayeon

Day 10- Overstimulation w/ Rosé

Day 11- Library w/ Kim Minji

Day 12- Back stabbed w/ Song Yuqi

Day 13- Hate-fucking w/ Huh Yunjin

Day 14- Early mornings w/ Minatozaki Sana

Day 15- Not good enough w/ Bae Joohyun

Day 16- Phone sex w/ Cho Miyeon

Day 17- Stargazing w/ Cho Haseul

Day 18- Death w/ Kim Minjeong

Day 19- Threesome w/ Karina and Ningning

Day 20- Drunken confession w/ Pham Hanni

Day 21- Homewrecking w/ Park Sooyoung

Day 22- Semi-public sex w/ Hirai Momo

Day 23- Protecting w/ Kim Jennie

Day 24- "It could never be" w/ Jang Wonyoung

#kpop #fayeforrosie #kpop imagines #fluff #angst #kinktober #angstober #flufftober #twice #blackpink #lesserafim #aespa #newjeans #ive #gidle #loona #twice x reader #blackpink x reader #lesserafim x reader #aespa x reader #newjeans x reader #ive x reader #gidle x reader #loona x reader #twice imagines #blackpink imagines #lesserafim imagines #aespa imagines #newjeans imagines #ive imagines

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Y/n’s leg was shaking, her nails digging anxiously into the skin of her fingertips. This is what she was hoping for ever since she said all those things to Soyeon a few days ago. She knew her head wasn’t in the right headspace, the stress of the whole idea of the scandal getting to her a little too much and of course she had to take it out on one of the people that she cares most about. Knowing that she had broke Soyeon’s heart… she couldn’t quite forgive herself.

But knowing that Soyeon had contacted Y/n and that she wanted to meet up with her and actually talk meant so much to her. Y/n spent most of the morning tidying up her apartment, making sure that not one single speck of dust could be seen. She found one of her favourite candles, lighting it up and letting the scent of her ‘bubblegum’ candle swarm her living room, helping her relax just a little.

Hearing the sound of knocking on her door, Y/n’s heart begins racing, practically almost beating out of her chest. She takes a deep breath, getting up from the couch and makes her way towards the door. SHe bites down on her lip, all of her nerves getting to her; feeling the butterflies fluttering uncontrollably in the pit of her stomach. The knocking happens once again and that's when Y/n opens the door.

Her breath hitches in the back of her throat as soon as her eyes meet with Soyeon’s for the first time in what felt like forever.

“Hi.” Y/n lets out the breath that she was holding in, feeling her heart flutter as she watches Soyeon smile slightly.

“Hey.” Soyeon smiles shyly, running a hand through her hair, walking into Y/n’s apartment as soon as she moves aside. She sighs, hearing the door close and soon turns to face Y/n, walking up to her slowly, and soon embraces her into her arms. Y/n immediately wrapped her own arms around Soyeon, letting out a content sigh.

Y/n could feel her eyes start to tear up; she felt as if she was in a dream. Because surely there was no way that Soyeon was here right now, actually holding her. She composed herself though as she felt Soyeon pull away. They smile at one another. “Would you, um,” Y/n speaks, her voice soft and unsure as she clears her throat to find her words. “Would you like a drink? I have water, soda. I can make you tea if you’d prefer that?”

“Tea sounds lovely, thank you.” Soyeon smiles, her eyes watching Y/n walk towards the kitchen, getting out mugs and tea bags. Soyeon followed Y/n towards the kitchen, but instead leans against the counter, watching Y/n tentatively. “Do you remember how I like it?”

Y/n smirks to herself, looking over her shoulder and making eye contact with Soyeon, raising her eyebrows and says: “One sugar, bag dipped three times with a splash of milk.”

Soyeon smiles and nods her head, clapping her hands together softly. “Never doubted you one bit.” She chuckles to herself, going back to watching Y/n do the finishing touches to their drinks. Her smile widens as Y/n puts her drink in front of her, the steam of the cup putting her more at ease and less anxious than what she was before. Soyeon sighs, wrapping her hands around the warm cup.

“So,” Y/n starts, taking a careful sip of her hot drink, “what did you want to talk about?” The minute the words left her mouth she knew it was a dumb question. Of course she knew exactly what Soyeon wanted to talk about. The question was so dumb that Y/n literally facepalmed herself. “That’s a stupid question. Don’t answer that.”

Soyeon couldn’t help but giggle a little, taking in how cute her friend was. Ahh, friend. The dreaded word she hates using when it comes to Y/n. The words that Y/n had said, still buried deep in the back of her mind where she so desperately wants to forget them. “It’s all good babes.” Y/n felt her cheeks turn a bright red upon hearing the nickname; one that she hadn’t heard from the female in quite some time. Soyeon sighs as she takes a sip of her drink, the tea instantly soothing her throat and releasing the slight tension that she had.

Y/n held her head down as she sighed. “You saw the picture from last night, didn’t you?” And although she didn’t want to lift her head to see Soyeon’s reaction, she had no choice but to do exactly that. As she made eye contact with her, Soyeon nodded her head. Y/n noticed how tense her body was at the question.

“Yeah,” Soyeon sighed, her fingertips turning white because of how tight she was holding onto the mug. “Yeah I did.” Soyeon’s eyes met with Y/n’s, and she was so sure she could see regret, anger and sadness in Y/n’s eyes.

“Look,” Y/n clears her throat, moving her barely touched drink to the side and putting her whole focus onto the girl in front of her. “I’m gonna come clean about that picture. Seonghwa had messaged me wanting to talk. Basically it was over the whole scandal bullshit and it was getting nowhere. He was listing off ideas of what we could do to make it believable, he even suggested how many pictures to post a week, Soyeon.” Even though she wanted to so desperately say something, Soyeon was lending her ears to Y/n. Letting her vent out her frustrations and speaking the truth to what everyone else seems to believe. “I-I couldn’t bear to hear anymore cause I just- I just… couldn’t.” Reliving the conversation and the whole moment again was really making Y/n’s blood boil. Soyeon could sense this and instantly reached for her hands, holding onto them tightly, letting her thumb run over Y/n’s knuckles trying to calm her down. Soyeon told Y/n to take deep breaths, trying her best to calm her down so she could finish her explanation. “And then the next thing I know, his fucking lips are on mine and there’s cameras flashing in our faces.” The lump in Y/n’s throat was getting harder to swallow - her vision becoming blurry as her eyes fill with tears relieving the moment she hoped would never actually happen.

“Y/n…” Soyeon could feel her own eyes fill with tears, moving off of the bar stool and making her way to be in front of her best friend. She instantly wrapped her arms around Y/n, holding her close; one hand rubbing her back soothingly, and the other in her hair, running her fingers through Y/n’s hair. Y/n’s own arms on instinct wrap themselves around Soyeon's waist. Her heart was breaking at hearing Y/n sob; her cries filled her ears with a sound she never wants to hear. Soyeon tried her hardest to hold back her own tears, wanting to be strong for her dear friend.

“Why- why would he do this Soyeon?” Y/n hiccups, a few more sobs falling past her lips, her hands gripping onto the fabric of Soyeon’s shirt. “He’s supposed to be one of my best friends.” Y/n’s voice goes down into a whisper, as if she was meant to say it to herself. Y/n felt Soyeon place a gentle kiss on her forehead; the motion sending a wave of butterflies in the pit of her stomach and her heart rate to increase by a mile. Soyeon placed her chin on top of Y/n’s head, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath as she soon could feel Y/n nuzzle herself into her neck. With that action alone, Soyeon could feel a few tears fall down her face.

The two of them stayed like that for what felt like hours but really was only a couple of minutes. Just finding comfort in each other's arms; arms that they both longed to be in. Especially Y/n. Soyeon placed a gentle kiss upon the top of Y/n’s head, letting her lips linger for a second before she pulled away slightly. Her hands move to cup Y/n’s face, just wanting to get a good look at her. Soyeon wipes at the stray tears that run down Y/n’s face, a sad smile on her lips as she brushes away a loose strand of hair behind Y/n’s ear.

“Do you want to hear what I think about all of this?” Soyeon whispers, her thumb brushing against Y/n’s cheek. Y/n nods her head, not trusting her voice at the moment. Soyeon sighs, clearing her throat, thinking over her words carefully. “I hate it. I hate what this scandal is doing to you. And I hate the fact that Seonghwa, God only knows why, is taking advantage of it. I hate that we barely see each other cause all your time is spent with Seonghwa.” Soyeon’s eyes were scanning over Y/n’s face, watching for any reactions to her words. She smiles sadly, tilting her head to the side as her thumb absentmindedly traces over Y/n’s lower lip. “I feel like I’m losing apart of me because of this stupid scandal. And I hate it.” Soyeon’s voice was quiet, unsure if she should say what she really wants to say.

“Soyeon…” Y/n’s voice trembles, her own hand moving to cup Soyeon’s face. “Trust me, I hate this stupid thing as much as you do.”

Soyeon’s thumb once again traces over Y/n’s cheek bone, the gentle touch sending a flutter of butterflies to the pit of Y/n’s stomach. Y/n could feel her heart racing as she stared deep into Soyeon’s eyes. Y/n sat up, her hands moving to place themselves on Soyeon’s thigh; something that was a force of habit between them.

Soyeon couldn’t help but let her eyes flicker between Y/n’s eyes and her lips. Trying so hard to hold her feelings back. It’s a vulnerable moment and she doesn’t want to ruin it by letting her feelings take all control.

“Soyeon?” Y/n whispers, her face nearing Soyeon’s. Soyeon let out a small hum, her eyes closing tight as she feels Y/n’s hand tighten around her thigh. Her breathing starting to get heavy as she starts telling herself to calm down. But at this rate, Soyeon won’t be able to contain herself for very much longer.

Y/n’s eyes too flicker between Soyeon’s eyes and lips; her heart racing like crazy and her whole body moving on its own accord. “Tell me to stop.”

“Why?”

“Because once I start, I won’t be able to stop.” Upon those words, Soyeon smirked slightly, shaking her head and letting out a quiet “I don’t care.” before both her hands cup Y/n’s face, bringing her closer to her lips.

And suddenly, it’s like as if time had stopped; they’re lips finally meeting after God knows how long. Y/n was on cloud 9. The feeling of having Soyeon’s lips on hers too good to be true. Their lips moved in sync with one another, molded together perfectly like as if they were made to be together. Y/n moves one of her hands, placing it on top of Soyeon's, her fingers holding onto her hand. Their lips keep moving in sync with one another, not wanting to pull away, too scared that if they do, they’ll realise it was all a dream. But this moment was very much real.

But eventually they reluctantly pulled away, needing to get some air back into their lungs. They kept their eyes closed, relishing in the moment. Soyeon was the first to giggle, Y/n soon following, her head moving back towards the crook of Soyeon’s neck, hands moving to wrap around her waist. Soyeon’s hands place themselves on Y/n’s back; a soft smile on her face as one starts moving up and down her body, her nails crazing against the fabric of Y/n’s shirt sending goosebumps down Y/n’s body.

“Hey Y/n?” Soyeon whispers, her voice slightly shaky due to nerves; her heart was racing, practically almost pounding out of her chest, knowing the words that she wants to say is probably going to change things between them either for the better, or for the worst. Y/n let out a soft “hmm” against Soyeon’s neck, the motion sending vibrations against her skin -and goosebumps to arise- “Can you look at me please? What I’m going to say, I want to say properly to your face.”

Y/n places a small kiss in the crook of Soyeon’s neck, moving away so that she could look into her eyes. Y/n smiles softly,her eyes scanning every inch of Soyeon’s face, trying to register every emotion that she could possibly be feeling. Soyeon smiles, but Y/n could see that she was nervous with how her smile didn’t usually meet her eyes. But just as Soyeon was about to say what was heavily on her mind, the sound of Y/n’s phone ringing had abruptly stopped her.

Y/n sighed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head in annoyance. She mumbles something unintelligible as she reluctantly moves away from Soyeon to reach for her phone. She lets out another annoyed sigh when she sees who it was that was calling her. “It’s just my stupid brother.” A nervous chuckle slips from Soyeon, honestly feeling thankful for the interruption caused by Hoetaek, feeling a sudden change of heart for what she wanted to say to Y/n. ”Meh, I’ll call him back later.” Y/n throws her phone onto the coffee table, cringing slightly at how hard it had landed on the surface. “Anyway,” she sighs, smiling as she turns her attention back onto Soyeon. “What was it that you wanted to tell me?”

Soyeon just shakes her head, bringing a hand to Y/n’s face, her thumb stroking the skin along her cheekbone. “It doesn’t matter right now.” She whispers, her eyes staring deep into Y/n’s and she couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered in the pit of her stomach when she noticed how Y/n was staring at her.

Y/n smiles softly, one of her hands meeting Soyeons, her face leaning in towards her touch. “Are you sure? You can tell me.” She whispers, worried that if she spoke any louder it’d ruin the moment.

Soyeon nods her head, her eyes skimming over her lovers face. “I’m sure.” Soyeon leans in, placing a gentle kiss to the corner of Y/n’s lips. “Right now,” she whispers against y/n’s skin. “I want to put my focus on you. Fully catch up on what we could’ve been doing all this time.”

Y/n let’s out a small squeal and giggles as Soyeon pushes her back gently onto the couch, their lips meeting once again as the room starts to get hotter and hotter; causing their clothes to end up on the floor and a new change for their relationship.

She Showed Me All The Stars || i didn't just kiss her

[SUMMARY: After leaving YG Entertainment once her group DESTINY had disbanded, Y/N joined KQ and is now working towards a solo debut. With her promising skills of being a self-producer and song writer it’s bound to happen sooner than later. But what if along the way, she gets herself caught up in not one, but two scandals back to back? Will it impact her awaiting debut? Will she find a way to come clean about everything? Or will her dreams just come tumbling down all because of false rumors?]

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[miyseung]

𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐒

summary: you and miyeon had been best friends since the age that the both of you could walk. in all that time, you developed a HUGE crush on her, but you didn’t know if it was mutual and didn’t want to risk your friendship...until you found out she was leaving.

genre: fluff

includes: childhood friends to lovers, kissing, slight angst if you squint, best friends to lovers, a tad bit of dirty humor, reader calls Miyeon ‘Mi’, Miyeon calls reader ‘my sweet Y/N’

pairing: bsf! miyeon x fem! reader

word count: 2.8k

a/n: this is my first work on this site, hope it’s as enjoyable to read as it was to write!

PAST

You ran down the dirt path that led to a little clearing in a field of daisies. Sitting on your usual picnic blanket, was your best friend since childhood, Cho Miyeon. You finally reached her, and you let your hands rest on your knees as you try to catch your breath. She looked at you in this state with a slight grin, and you were anticipat-

“Did I take your breath away now?”

“Mi, you’re too narcissistic.”

But then again, she was right.

Every time you saw her, everything else seemed to disappear. You got this rush of adrenaline, these butterflies, this feeling you could get with no one else. To say that it was just a minor crush would be lying. She was the only one who mattered, you felt, and to some extent, it wasn’t just a delusion, it was true.

“Y/N, Y/N! I have an idea!”

“Go on.”

“What if we make daisy chains?”

“Well…I’m not the most talented at that.”

“It’s fine. I’ll make them for us.”

“You sure? I’d feel bad letting you do everything.”

She turned to face you, her grin shifting into a small smile.

“I’ve already told you, Y/N. I’d do anything for you. I’d move mountains for you, if I had to.”

“Do it then. Let me see if your cheesy ass would actually move a mountain.”

“Y/N! You’re ruining the sentiment!”

You chuckled as Miyeon started pouting.

“Sorry, sorry.”

She got up and went to pick daisies, and you promptly followed her. Together, you looked for the best, whitest daisies. She took the flowers and spread them over the picnic blanket before starting to make daisy chains. You watched intently, her fingers made quick work and in almost no time, she finished two pretty chains, one for her and one for you. 

“Are these good?”

“No. They’re amazing.”

“Mmm? Who’s being cheesy now?”

“I’m being truthful. There’s a difference.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.”

She glanced around the field, breathing in a bit, before spotting two dandelions.

“Y/N, do you want to make a wish on a dandelion?”

“It’s just a silly superstition, Mi.”

“You never know!”

You shook your head in defeat. Miyeon’s enthusiasm was too contagious, and you couldn’t say no.

“Fine. Only because you said so.”

She grinned excitedly at you. She took both of the dandelions and carefully handed one to you, making sure that the feathery bits didn’t fly away yet.

“Y/N, did you know that the bits that fly away are called pappus?”

“That’s…interesting?”

“Right? Until now I always used to call them flying or feathery bits.”

“I know.”

You looked at each other and chuckled. Miyeon looked at the dandelion in her hand, and spun it around slightly. 

“Mi, what’s your wish?”

She looked at you with wide eyes.

“Y/N, you’re not supposed to tell your wish! That would ruin the magic and the wish won’t come true!”

You scratched your head in confusion. “What…? Isn’t that for birthdays?” “It applies to dandelion wishing too.”

“Curiosity killed the cat then, if you really can’t tell me.”

Miyeon turned to face you again, and she lightly booped your nose with her finger.

“But satisfaction brought it back. I’ll tell you my wish…when it comes true.”

You whined in annoyance.

“Oh come on! That could easily be never!”

She laughed a little at you.

“Fine. In ten years?”

“We could be dead by then!”

“Five years. That’s the minimum.”

She had a serious look on her face and you knew that there was no budging from there. You sighed in defeat.

“No other compromise I can get, huh?” “Nope.”

You stared into her eyes a little longer than best friends would, but neither of you realized it. A lot of things were normal between you both. She turned back to her dandelion. “Y/N, let’s blow the dandelions? They might fly away otherwise.”

“Sure, that’s better than a blowjob.”

Her head whipped to look at you again. Her glossy back hair flopping around her face.

“Y/N. Y/N, that was extremely out of pocket, you unholy little prick.”

She smacked your forehead, leaving a slightly red mark where she hit you.

“Ouch! That was unnecessary!”

“It’s unnecessary just like what you said, my sweet Y/N!”

You blushed a little, which was noticed by her. She presumed that it was because you were embarrassed. No, you were blushing because of the last three words she said.

‘My sweet Y/N.’

Oh, how you wished to be exactly that.

“Alright, no more delays. Let’s blow them together on the count of three.”

“Whatever you say.”

“Three…two…one!”

You blew on the dandelions at the same time, and watched as the pappus flew away delicately in the gentle breeze.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Not as beautiful as you, Y/N."

You blushed yet again. She poked your cheek and smiled brightly.

“Mi! You can’t just flirt like that!”

“Why not? Can’t I do anything with my Y/N?”

“Anything?”

“Y/N! Why are you this-”

“This what? Amazing? Spectacular?”

“Unholy.”

You grinned at her, before nudging her shoulder.

“That’s why you love me.”

Little did you know, she very much did.

6 MONTHS LATER

Miyeon had called you to the daisy field again. It was usual for you to meet up there from time to time, at least every month, but she seemed to be a bit more serious about this now. She stood at your usual spot, but there were no dandelions this time around. She was facing your direction, arms behind her back, lips pursed together. When she saw you, she smiled, but it looked forced and almost…sad. You immediately knew something was wrong. You went up to her and stood in front of the girl on the soft, squishy ground. Your eyes met hers and you frowned slightly.

“Mi, what’s bothering you?”

She sighed, and you could feel your heart sink a little. Miyeon was usually so bubbly and cheerful,  and you had rarely seen her glum or sad in all the years you knew her.

“Y/N, I…I’m moving.”

You stared into her almond eyes, blinking thrice before registering her statement.

Moving.

“Wait, wait- moving as in moving house or…?”

“Moving states. I’m moving to Seoul, and it’s pretty far from here…”

“So I can’t see you again? When are you going? Please tell me you have at least a month or so left? We-we had so many plans Mi-“

She placed her finger on your lips, cutting you off.

“Y/N, I’m going next week. This…might as well be our last meeting, because I’ll be too busy packing and running errands…you get the gist.”

She stared at you hesitantly, waiting for your reaction.

“When- when- are you coming back?”

“I-I really don’t know.” 

Her voice sounded small and broken. You stared at her in disbelief.

“You’re going for like- forever in a week, and you only care to tell me now?! Why couldn’t you tell me earlier? We could’ve done so much if I knew we had a time limit of sorts! Why, Mi? Why?”

She placed one of her hands on your shoulders, steadying you.

“I’m so, so, so sorry Y/N, but honestly? You’d be too sentimental about it. Every time we’d meet up, I can see you reminding me about the ‘dreaded day’, and I don’t want that. Do you see my point, my Y/N?”

You stayed silent for a while, before letting out a heavy breath and nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, I see your point, Mi. I get it. I just- I’ll miss you so much, I-I don’t even know where to start. It’s hard, really hard to imagine this place without you. All our usual places, this daisy field…it’ll all feel so empty.”

She wrapped her arms around you, enveloping you in a warm, comforting hug. You hugged her back as you buried your head in her shoulder. There was silence for a while before you heard a few sniffles from her.

“I-I’ll miss you too, Y/N. Dearly. More than you could ever imagine. Like- it’s too hard to put in words…but it feels like I’m losing my world.

“Mi…”

You trailed off, fearing that your voice would crack if you spoke anymore and you’d let the floodgates open. You were doing your best to remain composed and to keep your shit together.

“I know, Y/N. I know. I’ll miss you. I feel guilty about everything we haven’t done yet, but I am deeply, truly grateful for all the memories we made together, even if they were bad ones.”

As she spoke, you mentally kicked yourself for not confessing to her. You weren’t in the mindset to do it now, and there would be no opportunities later. Now, you’d have to live possibly the rest of your life without knowing whether she felt the same way. Damn it, you were such a coward.

She suddenly pulled away and hid her hands behind her back again.

“Y/N, I have a little something for you. It’s not much, but I hope you like it.”

She brought her arms in front of her, revealing a baby pink rose in full bloom.

“So that’s what was poking my back. Boom, mystery solved.”

“Hey, say something about my gift! Don’t you like it?”

You stared at her with a serious face.

“No, I don’t.”

Her face fell and her insides twisted around a bit until she saw your own face break into a sweet smile.

“I love it.”

She gave it to you in relieved happiness.

“Thank God. It took me a while to find it.”

You twirled it around in your hand, careful not to prick yourself on the thorns.

“You know something Y/N?”

“No, I don’t.”

You replied back simply, not taking your eyes off the rose.

“Well, let me tell you. To me, you’re like a rose among the daisies.”

This remark made you look at her face in utter confusion.

“What does that mean?”

“Just like this rose, you have beautiful petals and sharp thorns, yet I love it all the same. 

This rose is unique among all these daisies, and it stands out. You’re just like that. In this world, you stand out to me, and you’re extremely special to my heart.”

You stood there in shock, heat rushing up to your cheeks.

“Miyeon, I- that’s so…poetic of you.”

“I know right? I should become a poet!”

You rolled your eyes in playful annoyance.

“Sure, sure. Remember me when you’re famous.”

She held your free hand in hers.

“Y/N, I could never forget you.”

Her eyes welled up with tears.

“Just- just please. Promise me you’ll do the same.”

You smiled sadly at her.

“That’s a promise I can keep very easily.”

PRESENT

You were walking in the old, familiar daisy field. It felt so empty and dull without Miyeon. It just didn’t feel the way it used to.

You had bought a new, similar pink rose when the one Miyeon got you tried out. After that, it became necessary for you to replace the rose whenever it wilted. You didn’t have to, of course, but you wanted to keep that memory of her alive. Not like it was possible for you to forget her, considering that she made such a big impact on your life, but still.

As if it was muscle memory, your feet instinctively walked to the nostalgic clearing, expecting no one else there. Your expectations were wrong, and you saw a stunning, drop dead gorgeous blonde woman sitting on a rather familiar picnic blanket. You took a glance at the woman’s face as her eyes were closed. You could connect her to someone very fresh in your memory, and your stomach started doing somersaults. 

You didn’t want to get your hopes up, but it was worth a shot.

“Mi…yeon? Cho Miyeon?”

Her eyes shot open at her name being called, before widening at seeing your face. She got up and ran over to you to hug you tightly, as if she never wanted to let you go.

“Y/N! My Y/N!”

You wrapped your arms around her as well, rocking her from side to side slightly.

“Yeah, your Y/N. When did you get back?”

She moved back before she rested her hands on your shoulders.

“Just yesterday, actually. I was planning on going over to your house to see you again, but 

oh, you’re already here, standing in front of me! This- it’s such a wonderful- maybe coincidental, but wonderful nonetheless- surprise!”

“Mi, you’ve only gotten prettier. Like- I was star-struck seeing you.”

Her cheeks turned red as she smiled shyly at you. The old nickname made her feel safe 

and warm, as if she was returning to her home after years.

Technically, that was exactly what was happening.

“Come on, let’s sit down.”

She went and sat down on the picnic blanket, and patted the spot next to her. You sat 

there, and looked at the blanket curiously.

“You still have this?”

“Yep. It’s not in bad condition, why throw it?”

“Makes sense.”

You both started chatting animatedly, catching up on all the drama and events that happened to both of you during the years you were apart. After a while, you simply sat next to each other, staring at the setting sun and the sky, which was all hues of pinks, blues, oranges and yellows, as if a giant paintbrush had been jiggled into a jar of water. Miyeon’s right hand suddenly held your left hand, and you squeezed it a little, smiling to yourself.

The setting was perfect, almost romantic. A sudden surge of confidence rushed through you, and at that moment, you knew what you had to do. This bravery wouldn’t come back so easily, and it was now or never.

You turned to the girl next to you.

“Hey, Mi? I have something to confess…”

She turned to face you.

“Hm? What is it, Y/N?”

You took a deep breath, trying to relax. You didn’t have to be scared. Even if she did reject you, she’d be sweet about it and would help you until you got over her. Only question was, would you be able to handle it?

“I…I have a crush on you. I’ve had it for a really long time, and it hadn’t diminished one bit while you were gone. If anything, it got stronger…”

She seemed to be frozen in place, and you were already regretting it.

“I’m sorry for doing this so-“

“Don’t be.”

You were confused.

“Why?”

“Because…I feel the same.”

Your eyes lit up.

“Really? Like- actually?”

“Really.”

You smiled at each other lovingly, lost in the moment, lost in each other. She suddenly decided to break the silence.

“Y/N, you might not remember, but…there was this one day where we both made a wish on a dandelion.”

You had that day picture perfect in your memory.

“I remember. Hey- it’s been more than five years…now you should tell me!”

“Yeah, I was going to do that. On one condition though.”

“What is it?”

“You tell me your wish too!”

You nodded in agreement, before smiling shyly at her.

“Well, my wish was to one day be able to confess to you, Mi.”

“Mine was for you to love me back.”

You stared at her, mouth agape.

“See, this wishing in a dandelion thing isn’t bogus; it works!”

“Well-“

You spoke up in protest, but you really didn’t want to have a silly little argument right now.

“Y/N…this is- you are all my dreams come true.”

She stroked your hair gently with her left hand, her right one still holding your left.

“Mi, I hope that in all alternative universes and next lives, I find you.”

You both let your foreheads touch as her arm wrapped around your waist. She whispered to you, her breath soft on your face.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Miyeon.”

“Can I- Can I kiss you?”

You blinked twice, considering what she said.

“Yes…yes you can.”

Her right arm was around your waist, as she used her left hand to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Her hand moved gently, leaving a featherlight touch. It rested on your cheek, and she stroked it gently. You smiled at each other, before she leaned in and closed the gap.

It was perfect.

Her lips were soft and sweet, and those few moments felt like heaven. She pulled away after a while, looking at you nervously.

“How was it?”

“Mi, that was- perfect. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

She giggled before speaking again.

“I got you a gift.”

It was another pink rose, almost the same as the ones you bought. She gave it to you, her eyes shining.

“To think that the last time you did this was years ago…Mi, you’re an angel. You- scratch that, you’re my paradise. My own paradise, especially every time I look into those angel eyes.

She blushed heavily. “And Y/N, you…you’re my rose among the daisies.

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[tinyidle]

these days ive been thinking back into my dream about yuqi comforting me after that traumatic and tragic accident. mind you i dont even have her as my bias, it just occurs to me.

#gidle angst #gidle headcanon

[minleeeknow]

track three - 'greedy' ft. lee know

‘pairing’ - 이민호 (lee minho) x fem!makeup artist

‘genre’ - fluff, angst, frenemies to lovers??

‘tw’ - angst, 14+, fluff, jealous lee know (kinda)

‘word count’ - 0.7 k

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‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread, yn is korean (its easier for me to write)

pls note, reblog, anything <3

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your jaw drops as minho pulls into the parking lot. “that’s not–” he shrugs nonchalantly. “hyunjin booked it,” lee know explains as he opens the car door. you snort, shaking your head. 

as you walk into the restaurant, you feel overwhelmingly underdressed in your ripped black jeans and stylish loose sweatshirt. you cross your arms over your chest, unconsciously trying to cover yourself up. minho notices and unravels your arms to take your hand. 

“yn! minho! you made it,” hyunjin says, smiling. seungmin covers his smile with his hand. 

“we were wondering if you would come at all,” he mocks them. you roll your eyes and sit in the empty chair next to him. you don’t notice lee know tense and immediately sit next to you as well. 

“you look nice,” felix observes and flashes his freckled smile at you. “doesn’t yn always look nice?” chan adds. 

“yes,” all of stray kids says at the same time. 

“shut uppppp–” you complain, burying your face into your hands in embarrassment.

“you know it’s true,” lee know smirks at you. you glare at him. “But don’t rub it in my face!” you say mock-rudely. everyone laughs.

“we aren’t allowed to compliment you?” han asks curiously.

“no!”

“you’re weird,” seungmin notes. “you’re weirder,” you argue. 

“you’re double weirder.”

“well, you’re triple weirder.”

“omg just shut it!” minho explodes next to you. everyone turns to face him, and his face is red. you meet his eyes, concerned, confused, and a little annoyed.

a multitude of emotions flicker on his face: anger, confusion, hurt, maybe some jealousy? you can’t tell. instead of saying something, you put your hand on minho’s arm. 

“sorry,” lee know mutters under his breath as he looks away sharply. you move your hand down to his pulse, resting your finger on his wrist. he shifts slightly but doesn’t move from your touch. you can barely feel his heartbeat now.

“anyway, what happened with jun?” jeongin asks. you look up distractedly.

“oh, i felt like we were growing apart anyway,” you say. minho’s heart is racing, his hands are warm and sweaty–

“but, um, i guess i didn’t know today would be the day,” you trail off as you quickly take back your hand and play with the hem of your sweatshirt. “i really don’t know,��� you admit finally, shrugging.

“fair,” changbin says. an awkward silence falls over the table. 

you walked to the car with minho but at a distance. an unnatural tension had separated you two during dinner and it was worse now. Lee know cleared his throat.

“are you ready to go back or–?” he says. you blink a few times.

“do you want to go for a walk?” you offer, looking at the shops lining the street in front of you. he nods. “okay.”

you start walking when your hood comes up on your head. you start looking back and minho laughs, the first sign of happy emotion from him since dinner had started. he runs a hand through his hair, the darkness of the evening covering his red flush.

you smile and look down at the ground shyly. you continue walking a don’t realize that you’re holding hands. 

lee know leans down slightly, his breath tickling your ear. “i like you, yn,” he whispers, and then straightens up. your eyebrows shoot up, even though you aren’t surprised.

“i like you too.”

soyeon yawns. “oh, you’re finally back,” she says sleepily, half-watching kdramas, half-talking to you. “how was it?” soyeon notices the bright pink tinge across your cheeks and immediately sits up, all tiredness forgotten, her pillow thrown aside.

“what happened? did you kiss? are you dati–” you throw the nearest pillow at your roommate’s face.

“stop!” you laugh. “i don’t know. we did not kiss, nothing happened.” you pause. “no that was a lie. i think we’re dating?” soyeon punches the air.

“finally you got yourself someone actually worth it,” she says. you roll your eyes. “none of them are kind of worth it though.”

“except hiiiiiim!” soyeon sings out and you walk out exasperated to your room.

“i don’t want to hear it,” you say firmly as you close your door.

“boyfriend material!” soyeon shouts as you are closing it. she flashes you an innocent smile and you let out an exasperated sigh. your fingers touch your cheek where lee know had left a soft, good-bye kiss and a see-you-tomorrow.

the day hadn’t ended up that terribly.

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