How Suyaeon would react to Y/N feeling left out of the relationship
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Summary: It's not always sunshine and rainbows in a relationship, there's a close bond between Sua and Siyeon which comes from them being cut from the same cloth- Y/N can't help but feel like an outlier.
"Ikaw pa rin ang pipiliin ko."
"You're still the one I'll choose."
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Genre: Fluff, Smidge of Angst
Warnings: Insecurities, Self-doubt
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At the start you simply assumed that it'll take time for her to bombard you with energy like she does Siyeon.
Time passes but you're proven wrong, as four months in and she still doesn't get as hyper with you as she does with Siyeon.
You can't help but feel as if there's a barrier between you and Sua that you'll never manage to overcome.
At first it stings your skin when she touches you, lacking the energy that she does with Siyeon.
Eventually the sting deepens into your heart, and it collects instead of fading.
Siyeon is the first to notice.
For a while the wolf thinks that it's just her overthinking tendencies that's playing tricks on her.
Then Sua jumps her with a hug only to pull away and gently hug you, Siyeon doesn't fail to notice how your shoulders are sagged after the hug ends.
That doesn't mean that Sua is unatentive towards you.
She just has the tendency to believe that people have the courage she does when it comes to being up front.
In Sua's eyes, she's making it easier for you to be around her.
She knows that her hyperactivity has the tendency to tire people out regardless of whether they're introverted or extroverted.
One day after practice, Siyeon tells the rest of the members that she and Sua need to stay behind to polish up some moves.
Sua thinks nothing of it. She's always happy to get a bit more practice in.
She is after all one of the main dancers for the group.
She's confused when Siyeon doesn't move towards the speakers but towards her instead.
Siyeon wraps her up in a tight hug and something about it feels off. She's about to shrug the intuition off when Siyeon breaks away and something in the other girl's eyes proves her feeling right.
Sua's senses could never have predicted what she was about to hear.
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Y/N steps out of the bathroom feeling tired but refreshed. Gahyeon waves at the youngest member from the couch with a cup of instant ramen in her hands, the other girl scoots over as You roll your eyes while making your way over to her.
"Unnie, what are you doing eating that when Handong unnie made dinner for tonight?"
Gahyeon blushes before scrambling to defend herself.
"Hey! I'll have you know that I asked her if it's okay if I have this for dinner tonight! It's human nature to crave something you like you know!"
You stand up with a shake of your head, preparing to run away as soon as you can before ruffling her damp hair with a laugh. "That's for rejecting Handong unnie's food!" You turn around to run as Gahyeon's shriek fills the living room but you're not fast enough to avoid Gahyeon's revenge seeking hand, which yanks the towel wrapping your hair off your head before she throws it back at you.
The girl's got spectacularly bad aim however, as the balled up towel soars past your head and hits Yoohyeon's face instead. The blonde haired member shrieks, demanding to know why there was suddenly rendered blind with a damp thing clinging to her face.
Jiu laughs at what has transpired before Handong peeks out from the kitchen and announces that dinner's ready. Leading to your leader to clap her hands and announce that she's going to go call the other members to the dining area.
Gahyeon saunters to the kitchen on high alert, Yoohyeon keeping an eye on the younger member with your offending towel in her hands.
"You wouldn't swing at someone with ramen soup in theur hand, would you?" Asks Gahyeon before she brandishes the ramen cup infront of her. Yoohyeon squints, seeming to consider her next words before she eventually says no.
You shake your head in mirth before following behind the two, paying Handong a compliment and your thanks for the dinner. Your mood brightened and your insecurities forgotten for a while.
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"... Hello?"
"... Hi..."
"What is all this?"
You're tackled from the side in a hug. You turn your head to see Sua clinging to your side with a squeal, you're definitely not complaining but you also definitely want an explanation.
Siyeon tapes the last remaining length of fairy lights onto the top of your bunk before she crawls out of the tiny space, looking like she doesn't know what to say to explain what's happening.
Sua kicks the door behind you closed before breaking your hug and taking a breath to calm herself down. She transforms from the excitable puppy you see her as when she's with Siyeon, so a sheepish and apologetic looking version of herself. She surveys the room for a moment, before steeling her nerves. She holds a hand out and it takes you a moment to realize that she's reaching for your hand, not Siyeon's.
Sua tries to mask the hurt in her eyes when she realizes your conclusion.
You know people though, a performer she might be but the people you take the time to know can never hope to hide emotions from you when you look at their eyes. So you take her hand and place a kiss on each of her knuckles before gesturing for her to speak.
"I'm sorry for hurting you-"
You open your mouth to assure her that you know she didn't really mean to, but she beats you to the punch.
"I may not have meant to, but that doesn't excuse the fact that I did anyways. You're not always quiet, but you're a calm person and I thought you would've preferred me to be subdued around you for lack of a better word."
Siyeon wraps her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your shoulder and you're glad she did. The tension in your body that you didn't know was there dissipates with the presence of her touch.
"I realise now that I should've asked you at the start if you'd prefer that I be calm around you or if you'd like me to just be as chaotic as I normally am instead of assuming what you would've wanted for yourself and in our relationship. I was out of place and I'm sorry it took me a long time to realise that."
Sua's hand in yours tightens its hold and you drop your gaze to find that her free hand is trembling by her side. You reach for it, pulling her close to you and placing a lingering kiss on her cheek before wrapping her up in a hug and peppering her face in short kisses.
Sua laughs, shrill and breaking in her excitement. She lets go of your hands to enclose both you and Siyeon in a bear hug, lifting you both off of the floor for a moment before her hug tightens even more.
You laugh along with your girlfriends as the irony hits you when Siyeon tells Sua to calm down unless she wishes to snap both your spines.
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"This isn't working, is it?"
Silence greets your question for a moment, then Siyeon moves from her spot on your right.
"No, half my ass is hanging off of the bed."
You and Sua share a laugh before three of you immediately get up from your bunk. Sua moves the laptop off your lap, pausing the movie before getting to work on moving the snacks to a safe area as Siyeon takes the job of laying a blanket down on the floor of your shared room while you take all the pillows from your beds to lay them on the blanket.
Jiu cracks your door open the next morning to find the three of you sound asleep and cuddling on the floor.
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A/N: This took me a whole day. To the anon who requested this, I accidentally deleted your ask in a draft (Of all things) that I published before proof reading so I apologize for that!
I hope y'all will like this work despite it being written an exercise for me to get back into the swing of things.
Song Insp. for this work: Cup of Joe - Ikaw Parin Ang Pipiliin Ko
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Relief
Pairing: Sua x Fem!Reader
Warnings / Misc. -- Smut, Some Fluff
Word Count: 4,287
Summary: When a rough day at work leaves you in need of some TLC, Sua knows just what to do to make things better.
Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.
A/N: Hey everyone! Here's some Sua smut :) Next up is Yoohyeon, so stay tuned!
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Friday, 11:37 PM – Y/N's Apartment, Seoul, SK
Your bleary eyes raised to meet Sua’s warm ones the moment you arrived at the door to your apartment. She didn’t even give you the chance to put your key in the lock before she had it opened and was welcoming you in, the ghost of a frown on her lips, pitying you.
She greeted you softly, so as to not worsen the pounding headache that you’d mentioned over the phone.
In one smooth motion, your bag was surrendered to her waiting hands, and you were melting into her strong frame as she drew you in close.
"Come here, my love," she sighed, happy to finally have you back in her arms.
She shut the door and locked it before setting your bag on the entry table, never once pulling away. You slipped your shoes off and blindly nudged them in the direction of the door, resolving to tidy them up later. You nuzzled your face into the crook of her neck, reveling in the comforting smell of her perfume as it greeted your chilly nose.
The sensation brought goosebumps to her skin and reminded her of the surprise she had waiting in the other room.
She rubbed your back gingerly, asking, “How does a bath sound? I have everything ready; we just have to put the water in.”
You nodded softly, your pouty lips brushing her pulsepoint in the process.
“That’s my girl,” she smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple before turning around to lead you to the bathroom. One of her arms remained wrapped around you, helping you amble your way there.
The soft scent of roses was the first to greet you upon arrival, and you blinked your eyes open as she turned to shut the door behind the two of you.
Around the room, candles were placed in various spots, flickering gently and providing enough light that she didn’t need to turn on the overhead one. Some were on the floor, while others sat on the end of the tub or along the sink.
In addition, rose petals were scattered across the tile. Vibrant, rich hues of red caught both the shadows and golden light of the room, looking like something out of a movie.
A plethora of essential oils was placed near the tub, waiting and ready for you to choose from as you pleased.
“I know today was rough, so I wanted to try and make it a little better,” she explained from just behind you, peering around at the room as if she hadn’t spent the last hour making sure everything was perfect.
She could almost give you the precise coordinates of each individual petal, if you asked. That’s how serious she took it.
Your sock-clad feet wiggled, reveling in the softness of the swath of petals beneath you. Sometimes the depth of her love was too much for you to wrap your head around; the notion that she took so much time and effort out of her own day to make yours even a fraction better meant the world to you and then some.
“It’s not much,” she dismissed humbly, “but I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.”
“It’s perfect, jagi,” you refuted gently, lifting your head to look over at her.
Your eyes were glossy, practically brimming with salty tears just waiting to fall. Her sentimental side always had a way of doing that to you.
“Hey,” she soothed, stepping forward to hug you close again. “Don’t cry. Let’s just get you in the tub, yeah? You’ll feel better in no time.”
“Alright,” you mumbled, nodding. As you reached up with one hand to wipe your tears, she gently took the other into her own and led you across the room.
Her fingers skimmed down the front of your shirt as she faced you, gliding towards the buttons so she could begin undoing them. You watched her fondly, noticing the concentration on her features when she reached a troublesome one.
Soon you were freed of the garment, and she slid it off of your shoulders before reaching around to undo your bra. It fell easily, and in less than a second – she’d become a master at undressing you over your years together, and the sentiment of that made you smile a little.
“Is there anything in particular you’d like for dinner?” She asked as she lowered down onto her knees. The cushioned rug below welcomed her, preventing her skin from meeting the hard tile. “I’m planning to fix something while you’re in here.”
You swallowed thickly when she undid the first button of your jeans, feeling her warm breath spread across your exposed abdomen. Though her intention wasn’t necessarily set on getting you going, her movements certainly didn’t get the memo.
When you failed to answer her, she lightly pinched your thigh.
“U-uh,” you stuttered, trying to come up with a reply. “Maybe Y/Fav/Dish?”
She nodded, accepting the request without a second thought. “I’ve been craving it, too, actually, so that’ll be good.”
The material of your pants was soon tugged down to your ankles, and she helped you step out of each leg before finally peering up at you. The sight alone – her pretty eyes, warm and full of love as they gazed into your own – was enough to flip your stomach. But being practically naked in front of her – just the slip of a hand, or a kiss away from starting something sinful – filled your mind with possibilities that were lightyears away from innocence.
Surely it was just the fatigue talking. You were exhausted, truly, so it was no wonder your emotions were so out of whack. Normally you weren’t this easy to rile up.
She looped her fingers in the material of your panties and slid them down your smooth legs, seemingly taking her time with it.
If she noticed the way your nails pressed into your palms to prevent you from pulling her in, she didn't show it.
Once the thin garment came to pool at your feet, her eyes tracked back up to your center.
They widened subtly – a mix of surprise and pride swirling within them – as she spotted the slick there. It glistened in the candlelight, making her smile.
You looked away, feeling a bit embarrassed under her observant gaze.
“Is that for me, baby?”
The wonder in her voice pushed away your shyness, if only for a moment. “Of course,” you answered, peeking back at her. "Who else?"
“But I haven’t even touched you yet…”
Her use of the word yet made your heart skip a beat.
An amused scoff left you. “Do you seriously think this is the first time I’ve gotten wet just by being around you?”
Sua swallowed, blinking a couple of times as she centered her thoughts. Admittedly, that simple question sent her imagination a little wild.
“Well I-” she paused, and you watched as her innocent wonder melted away, getting replaced by a self-satisfied smirk that you adored as much as you loathed. “I knew I was good, but that good?” Her brows raised, and she looked you up and down. “I’m honored, jagi.”
You reached a hand out to her shoulder and playfully shoved her backwards, making her flail for a moment as she fought to remain balanced.
“Don’t let it go to your head,” you warned, pointing a finger at her in mock authority as you stepped past her and closer to the tub.
You leaned over to examine the oils and scents that she had laid out for you, rummaging through them until you found the ones you wanted. You sat them apart from the rest and turned the faucet on, ensuring that the water flowing out was a good temperature.
When you were satisfied, you grabbed the stopper and pushed it into the drain’s entrance.
Gradually, the tub began to fill. As the water splashed out into it, you added a few drops of the liquids to the steady stream and watched as suds began to appear in time with the new smells being released.
It was pleasant, and you inhaled peacefully as you sat the last bottle down.
But suddenly, just as you went to upright yourself, a surprised moan was slipping out of your mouth and resounding around the room alongside the swashing of the water.
Sua wordlessly bent you forward a little further, causing you to steady yourself on the wall with a shaky hand. The tile was cool against your palm – almost capable of distracting you from the heat pooling between your thighs.
Her soft lips kissed a messy, impatient path from the back of your thigh up to your center, and you couldn’t help but shut your eyes. It felt like she had been holding back – restraining herself, for a time – and her resolve had crumbled.
Her hands stroked your skin gingerly, working up from your calves to the curve of your ass.
With you presented so beautifully for her, positioned just right, she couldn’t stop herself from getting a taste.
You whimpered when her tongue parted your folds and she began to lap up your arousal. It caught you off guard at first, coming out of left field, but you responded immediately, on instinct, and pushed yourself against her a little more.
The tip of her tongue dipped into your entrance briefly, teasing you with the promise of what she was capable of. She moaned against you, enjoying the way you squirmed at the stimulation.
“Sua…”
The arch of your back gave her better access, and she took advantage of it for a few glorious seconds, indulging the both of you. She reached an arm between your parted, trembling legs to toy with your clit; it was already swollen, just begging to be touched by her.
"You taste so good," she praised against you, voice low and lustful. She licked you again, but this time it was slower – more torturous. Like she was savoring you in more ways than one.
You unconsciously writhed, pursuing the warmth of her mouth and tongue; but she merely grasped your hips and stilled them.
There was little more you could do than moan in response to her strong grip; it was gentle enough, but an undeniable roughness lied just beyond her fingertips, waiting to be unleashed.
It was easy to see that she wanted to ruin you, right then and there. But she refrained.
"I've been thinking about this all day," she admitted. Her lips ghosted across your sensitive center as she spoke, making you whine. "I already couldn't concentrate at work, but it was even worse when I got home. One look at the couch and I was thinking about the mess you made on it last night."
"Oh god," you groaned pitifully, not only at her words but also the memories they brought back.
She'd fucked you so hard that you'd been plagued with a limp all day – and a difficult one to conceal at that.
Embarrassing, sure, but even more so arousing. The ache simply reminded you who you belonged to. That you were hers, totally and utterly.
And you wanted more. No – needed it.
A breathless please was all you could manage, but it proved successful for the time being.
She quickened her pace and pushed her tongue in further, feeling her own clit throb at the way your walls clenched around the intrusion. Your slick dripped down her chin, making a mess as you greedily swayed your hips to gain more friction against her face.
She entertained it for a bit longer, getting just as lost in the sensation as you did; but just when that familiar fire in the pit of your stomach was sparking up, she retreated.
All at once, without warning. Like the gates of Heaven itself were shut right before you and you were pulled back to Earth.
A chaste kiss was placed against your folds, serving as a parting gift before she fully withdrew.
Dazed and confused, you found yourself sulking at the loss of contact; the haze of pleasure had clouded your mind and made you forget about the task you had been in the middle of, before her little sexcapade started up.
At the sound of your ensuing, frustrated sigh, she could only grin.
“Tub’s full, baby,” she noted, standing up to reach around you and turn the water off. The simple observation served as a stand-in explanation for her withdrawal, and you accepted it after a moment.
You were excited for the bath – to unwind after such a long day and get the chance to de-stress – but part of you wanted to say to hell with it and drag her to the bedroom so she could finish what she started.
Though, of course, her efforts weren’t lost on you, and you knew you couldn’t just disregard the work she had put into arranging all of this for you. It deserved to be used and taken advantage of – but that didn’t mean you couldn’t strike up a deal with her somewhere in the middle.
“Will you stay?” You tried, looking at her over your shoulder with an expression that she admittedly couldn’t say no to. "At least for a bit?" The soft grip you applied to her wrist didn’t help her resolve any, either.
“Sure," she agreed with a smile. "Go ahead and get in; I’ll move some of this,” she motioned to the candles and petals around the tub.
You followed her instructions and stepped inside, wincing at the slight sting that the hot water brought on. It mellowed out once you lowered yourself in and got comfortable, fading to a pleasant tingle, which you reveled in.
Steam radiated from the water's surface as Sua quickly cleared a spot for herself beside the tub, just behind your back. She retrieved a stool from the adjoining closet and placed it down, taking a seat.
Her fingers raked through your hair as she gathered up all of its strands, and soon she was twisting a band around them to keep them up and out of the way.
A quiet hum of gratitude resounded in your chest, and she kissed your temple in reply.
No more words were spoken after that for a while; they simply weren't needed. She knew that some silence would serve your tired mind well, and, frankly, she didn't need to be told how to help you relax.
She already knew all of your ins and outs. What you liked, what you needed to unwind.
Like the Sun in the sky, casting itself across the world below, she watched over you. Made sure you were comfortable, not needing for anything. That you were content and happy, tucked away from the outside world and centered in your own little paradise.
It was domesticity at its finest, and you both loved it. Touches conveyed a million unspoken words; glances and microexpressions even more. Just the simple hitch of a breath could enable you to read one another like a book.
So, of course, when a moan slipped out of your mouth at the feeling of her hands kneading your shoulders, Sua smiled knowingly. Like clockwork, she'd expected it; one muscle in particular always gave you trouble, and with the right application of pressure and care, you–
"Mmm," you moaned again, features scrunched up in equal amounts of pleasure and pain.
"That's it, sweet girl. Let it out," she encouraged.
You listened, and soon the tension was leaving your body in droves.
When your shoulders and neck had loosened up, her hands drifted lower, ebbing just as softly as the water as they disappeared beneath the bubbly surface.
Once they reached your abdomen, you allowed your head to loll back against the cool edge of the tub. You could feel her just beyond the limits of it, hovering close, warm and tempting. Her breaths landed on the exposed skin of your neck, a little jagged as they showcased her own sweet arousal.
Tension and comfort permeated the air, mingling together like two lovers. They blended into one sensual, cozy ambience that came to settle over the room.
The first two fingers of her right hand made contact with your clit languidly, taking their time, in no rush at all. Your sensitivity was through the roof already, but you pushed it aside to the best of your ability to enjoy her for as long as possible.
She used all of the patterns you liked best, alternating between them as she dipped her head down to kiss your neck. You both loved and loathed the fact that she knew you so well; it was a bit embarrassing to be getting worked up again so easily, but god did it feel good.
She moved in closer, raising her left hand to knead one of your breasts. The movement centered you between her arms, and it provided an added element of support. You were free to melt into her – to let yourself go.
She rolled your nipple between her fingertips, toying with it as it hardened.
Her tongue slipped past her parted lips to lick across your skin in between kisses, swirling over the marks she left behind to soothe them.
“Sua, please,” you whispered breathlessly, shifting slightly. The waterline wavered, lapping a bit because of your movements.
“How do you want it, baby?”
“I want your fingers,” you pleaded. “I need you inside.”
“Okay,” she whispered against your pulsepoint, as she obediently trailed her fingers down from your swollen, aching clit to your entrance. You were more than ready for her, and she could feel it from the very second she circled them over it.
Desperation ruled you, clouding your mind; all you wanted was her.
The whines that left your lips sold you out, each serving as its own plea for her to fuck you. On their own accord, your legs parted wider, falling open as far as the bounds of the tub would allow.
Her fingers dipped inside of you with ease, and she didn’t waste anymore time teasing. Even if she had wanted to, she couldn’t have; the pulse of your walls was simply intoxicating. It spurred her on, luring her in further with every flutter and rush of warmth that came to surround her fingers.
Wetness pooled in her own panties as well, leading her to unconsciously grind against the middle seam of her pants to attain relief in the meantime.
"Can you take three, sweetheart?" She nibbled lightly on your ear, causing you to squirm helplessly. "Hmm? Will this pretty pussy stretch a little more for me?"
Eager to please, you nodded vehemently, trapping your bottom lip tightly between your teeth. The move muffled your whimpers to a degree, but Sua heard every one of them. They were shuddered and broken – changing pitch when she finally slid another finger into you.
Your bare back met the soft material of her shirt when she pressed forward, transferring little droplets of water over to the fibers.
Your mouth fell open when she pushed in knuckle-deep, curling them in time with the press of her palm to your clit. She took advantage of the opportunity presented and kissed you, greedily exploring your mouth as you sought air. All tongue and lips, she took what she wanted, making you melt into her and let her have her way.
You could taste yourself on her when she deepened the kiss, and your legs instinctively closed around her hand, keeping her in place. You humped wantonly, inspired by the proud groan that resounded low in her throat.
Water splashed roughly against the sides of the tub, some spilling over; but she simply leaned further into you and tightened her hold, cradling you close as you spiraled towards the edge of no control.
Your heart pounded in your ears, so loudly that you feared she could hear it as clearly as you.
The rush of warmth throughout your body – hot blood pumping through your veins, sent to each and every site that she touched you – brought even more blush to the surface of your heated skin. Flushed, desperate, yearning: you were a wreck for her in so many incredible ways.
“Ah,” she sighed into your mouth, breaking the kiss but not pulling away, “just like that, baby. You’re close, aren’t you?” Her fingers curled within you, repeatedly rubbing up against your g-spot as a cocky smirk played on her lips.
If you had been standing, your knees would’ve given out in a second.
“Y-yes,” you struggled out, proud of yourself for managing even the simple confirmation.
“I can feel it,” she admitted, pressing a kiss to your chin, and then your jaw. “You’re taking me so well. So soft, begging for more.” The satisfaction in her low voice worked wonders for your praise kink, truth be told, and you nearly lost it at her words alone.
Her hand on your chest briefly came up to your mouth, and she extended two fingers, sliding them across your pillowy, kiss-bruised lips. “Open,” she commanded, watching over you from above.
You did, and she pushed them inside, smiling to herself when you obediently swirled your tongue around them, coating them in your saliva.
“Good girl,” she commended, appreciating how well you were listening. As much as she loved your bratty side – and taming it, more specifically – she couldn’t deny the hold that your submissiveness had on her.
With a wet pop, she drew her fingers out of your mouth and rubbed them against her thumb, coating it as well. She trailed them down to your other breast, finally offering it its own dose of attention as she rolled your nipple between them.
You gasped when she pinched it, jutting your hips into the air on instinct. Your walls fluttered at the sensation as well, pulling her in deeper.
This game she was playing with you, this push and pull, perfectly torturous, was just what you had been in need of all day. Where you ended and she began, you had no idea. The water blended everything together; your pleasure was hers, and hers yours. Every time you sank down onto her fingers, striding, leaping and bounding towards ecstasy, she grew closer, too. Due to her own grinding, her ruined panties had worked in between her folds, offering friction to her aching clit. Just from touching you, kissing you, holding you – she was so close.
She was simply under your spell. Enraptured, completely.
And realization dawned on you, then – like the Sun peeking out from behind a batch of clouds – that your headache was gone. Like the best kind of medicine, she was curing you.
Behind your eyelids, colors danced; her fingers flexed deep inside of you, pulsing, guiding them in their waltz like the maestro that she was.
It didn’t take long for you to finally unwind, unraveling at your very seams with a sharp cry of her name. Surrounded by warmth – immersed in it, both inside and out – you fell into paradise.
Time stopped for a few seconds, awarding you the opportunity to bask in the moment you had created together. Just as smoothly as the water, she coaxed you through it; and then the aftershocks, planting kiss after kiss against your skin, leaving even more marks in her wake.
Your head fell back against her shoulder as you drew in deep breaths through your nose, attempting to return to normalcy. She eased out of you, careful and considerate along the way, and you shut your eyes again to calm your heart rate.
The sound of her sucking her fingers clean of your slick was enough to spark up your desire again, so there’s truly no telling what would’ve happened if you had bore witness to it.
In your post-orgasmic haze, you reveled, holding onto the feeling for as long as humanly possible. Like the reward that it was, you savored it. Euphoria coursed through your frazzled mind, lapping at the edges of it like waves on a shore. You surrendered yourself to the bliss and sighed, feeling content.
However, the sudden sound of pants hitting the floor brought you out of your reverie.
Sua stood next to the tub in all of her glory, now naked from head to toe as her hands rested on her hips. She allowed you to gawk, because, frankly, watching you practically eye-fuck her was well worth it.
“I’ll give you a choice, jagi, since tonight is all about you,” she spoke, when she noticed your tongue darting out of your mouth to wet your lips.
“I’ll either join you in the tub for round two,” her head tilted to the side subtly as the notion brought a smile to her face, “or I can start prepping dinner.”
This wouldn’t be the first time she’s cooked naked, and the sight of her dressed in only an apron admittedly sent you a little wild, too. But could you pass up on her offer for another round?
You swallowed thickly, feeling overheated again with her brazen attention invested solely on you.
“What’ll it be?”
‘My demise,’ you thought, though your lips instead declared an aroused, “Come here,” as you tugged her forward by the hand.
Another splash of water was cast out of the tub as she tumbled into it, displacing itself in the name of making room for her. A high-pitched squeal pierced the air of the room, followed closely by her sweet laughter as she teased you for your eagerness.
You chuckled, too, feeling the happiness bubble up in your chest as she wrapped herself around you and leaned forward to capture your lips in another kiss.
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Dreamcatcher - Always there
Pairing: Dreamcatcher x Female Reader (Platonic)
Fandom: Dreamcatcher
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: Request imagine: 8th member dreamcatcher. Reader self harms, and the members find out. Very angsty. Sorry, I'm bad at describing
Summary: Being an idol was hard. All the expectations that people had on them were suffocating. Dreamcatcher members only find out how truly scary it can be when it happened so close to them.
Warning(s): Self-harming, Cutting, Blood
A/N: I hope that I wrote it well😅
3rd's POV
You sighed when you were finally able to walk into the quietness and darkness of your and Yubin's room. You were lucky enough that your roommate was still at the studio with most of your members who decided to stay longer. The only ones who came back were you, Minji and Gahyeon.
Everyday was tiring for you but today seemed to leave you even more exhausted. The nearing comeback put pressure on all of you but you seemed to be affected by it more and the fact that out of all of your members you were getting the most hate didn't helped your mental health.
You looked over at the box sitting quietly between your many books. It looked incredibly suspicious so it's shocking that none of your members checked it. You're lucky they respect your privacy.
You walked over to the shelf it was on and looked at it closely, hesitating in picking it up. Strange, you never had any second thoughts about it. Finally you picked it up and opened it, revealing a blade. You took it in your hand and after observing it for a second you putted it close to the skin on your arm.
You kept it there, a last chance to stop and ignore the urge to hurt yourself....but you didn't.
Instead you made a cut.
And two.
Three.
Four.
You were about to make a fifth cut when the door suddenly opened. Your leader came in with a bright smile that dropped when she saw a blade and a blood. It wasn't hard for her to realize what you were doing as she looked at you with wide eyes. Behind her came also a smiling Gahyeon who gasped at the scene. Minji walked up to you slowly with a hand out "Y-Y/N please, give this to me" Tears blurred your vision but you still nodded and gave her the blade. You could never say no to her.
She put it away, making a mental note to throw it away later as she hugged you and fell with you on the floor. You cried in her arms with Minji rubbing your back, Gahyeon observed everything also crying. The other members came not long later and were surprised to see Minji bandaging your arms but one look at her and Gahyeon gave them an idea about what happened.
Yoohyeon could be heard gasping as all of them surrounded you but in a way to give you lots of space if you needed it.
"Y/N Why? Why didn't you come to us?" What Siyeon said made you look down, an immense amount of guilt rushed over you and seeing this Minji squeezed your hand comfortingly "We're not blaming you Y/N. We're not disappointed in you in any way. We just want you to understand that you can come to us if you need to and we need you to come to us when you have any urge to harm yourself like that. You're an important part of our family" Her words touched your heart and you burst into tears.
Yoohyeon hugged you from behind "No matter what you should know that we're here for you, we're always there to listen to you. Don't forget that we love you so much" Handong crouched down in front of you and took your other hand in hers, agreeing with Yoohyeon.
"You deserve to be happy so let us help you be happy" Gahyeon said, the first thing that she said after seeing you with blood dripping from your arm. You smiled at all of them and they hugged you, giggling at how silly all of you looked at the moment.
"Thank you guys, really. I'm happy that I have you all as my members" Siyeon and Bora kissed the top of your head and Minji your arm where it was bandaged.
"Come on, you must be hungry, I'll make your favorite" Minji pulled you up and took you to the kitchen, still hugging you close. In the background you could hear all your members screaming in happiness at the mention of food which made you laugh.
You knew that it wouldn't be easy but you could try working on getting better with your members by your side supporting you.
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peach scented shampoo ♡ sua
anon said: “Hello! so I saw that you write for dream catcher and I was wondering if you could do Sua x female reader imagine? Like like Sua comes home to find out her girlfriend is in the Shower and just casually joins them. On the other hand the reader was so shy because this was their first time having a couple shower. Maybe a little smutty and fluffy? If it's OK with you .Thank you 🤘”
synopsis : your girlfriend comes over and joins you in the shower. this leads to a talk you’ve been dreading for a while.
warnings : causal mentions of sex , asexual!reader , sex repulsed!reader — i dont write smut but this was the perfect request for pride month <3
sua referred to as sua and bora interchangibly!!
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The purple candle you were burning sent off a fruity, sweet scent that encompassed you entirely. You were indulging yourself in a drama you'd been meaning to watch — eyes focused on the screen and hand mindlessly picking at the snack in your lap. A text tone went off right as the episode ended, dragging your attention away from the fictional world and back to reality.
def not dreamcatcher sua:
on my way home lovely <3
You grinned, replying before pausing the drama and sitting up properly with a stretch. Taking your snack back to the kitchen, you decided to take a quick shower before your girlfriend made her way to your place.
Steam gathered around you as you stepped into the warmth of the shower, letting out a content hum. Sua's text made you think of her — it always did — and the continuous relationship between the two of you. You started as friends — laughter used to be polite; hugs used to be quick; meeting up consisted of multiple people.
And then it delved into something more — something intimate and tender and a little more than casual.
Bora made her feelings for you known quite quickly, not hesitating to blurt out non-platonic thoughts. Hugs turned into shy kisses on the cheeks that lingered into full blown kisses on the mouth, giggles erupting as you couldn't contain your happiness. Dates were weekly — sometimes daily if her schedule allowed it — and considered every time you were both alone.
You wondered how long it would take her to ask. How long it would take her to question your relationship and say it's alright only to leave eventually. She would leave, wouldn't she? Because that's how other people thought and reacted when you told them the truth.
After all, sex was viewed as the most intimate thing that could happen between people. It was considered to be the one true way you could show someone you loved them; the only way they'd know how deep those feelings went. It was the way to erase and get over arguments; the way couples expressed themselves fully.
So, when sex wasn't a big part of someone's life, it was weird. Unknown. Inhumane, in a way. What human didn't have sexual feelings or attraction?
You and multiple others, actually.
"...join you?" So lost in your thoughts, you didn't even realize your girlfriend had finally arrived. Yet, there she was, silhouetted behind the shower curtain. Her shadow's head tilted, "Y/N?"
"Sorry, I didn't hear you!" You called back, only slightly louder than the shower head. Quickly lathering shampoo into your hair, you watched as Sua idled, swaying lightly.
She cleared her throat shyly, "I said — do you mind if I join you?"
"Oh! Um—" you turned to rinse the shampoo out of your hair. Biting your lip, you decided why not? She'd find out about your sexuality sooner or later. And, if Bora was the type of person to leave your longstanding relationship because you weren't interested in sex—. Well, you didn't need those types of people in your life anyways. "If you want."
It was funny — how quick Sua shuffled out of her clothes and enthusiastically slung the shower curtain open to join you. She greeted you with a wide grin as she hopped in behind you. "My shy baby, didn't think you'd say yes!"
You pursed your lips, hoping the funny face would distract her from your body and heated cheeks. Crossing your arms over your chest casually, you switched places so that Sua was under the water now. "...Thought about saying no."
"Why didn't you?" Nothing about her tone was harsh or judgemental. She was asking out of pure curiosity as she leaned her head back to get her hair wet. Letting out a content hum — the same way you did — Bora leaned beside you to grab the shampoo. "You usually wouldn't."
You shrugged casually, hands still crossed over your chest, "it's nice, isn't it? And normal. To shower with your significant other."
Bora let out a snort at that. "You're dating a famous person, doll. Don't think we're considered normal!"
"As normal as we can get, then," you returned her smile. It faltered slightly as Sua stood straighter, eyes on you and suddenly you felt so much more bare. She titled her head at you and you could only hope your smile wasn't as wobbly as it felt. "What?"
"You," she shrugged. Her hands planted themselves on your shoulders, turning so that you were under the shower head now. "You've always been... uncomfortable with stuff like this."
"Stuff like this?" You repeated quietly.
Sua smiled, a bashful tilt of her lips as her hands drifted from your shoulders until they latched onto your own hands. "Sex stuff, I guess. If you count just being naked together as sexual."
"I don't," your voice grew meek. "I don't think it's inherently sexual." You took a deep breath, allowing the warm water to help you think about what you wanted to say. "I'm asexual, you know? I think I lean more on the not interested in sex side of the spectrum."
The only noise in the bathroom is the running water as silence surounds you. She's staring — you can feel Bora's gaze on you as your eyes stay on the ground. She tightens her grip on your hands, wiggling them when you still stare at the floor. Finally, Sua leans down until she's in your eye sight, a teasing grin on her face as her eyes meet yours. "I'm not going to leave you because of your sexuality, Y/N. Sex isn't everything in a relationship."
Reassurance was something you didn't realize you needed. Shuffling you closer, Sua gathered you in her arms and squeezed you lovingly. "Just wanna be with you, love. Doesn't matter what you like or don't like."
"Thank you," you sighed against her neck before placing a scatter of kisses there. Bora giggles, returning the gesture to the top of your head before she pulls away. "Love you, popstar."
"Love you, doll!" Sua grins before turning so you're under the shower head again. "Now, let's condition your pretty hair, hm?"
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this feels less lovey-dovey n more robotic lmao apologies for that <3 i hope you enjoyed this, thank you for reading!
strawberryhmilk © 2022 do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.
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DREAMCATCHER reaction to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap
Requested by: @marrynikole
Request: Dreamcatcher reacting to their girlfriend sending them a thirst trap 👀
A/N: this request is soooo cool, i'm sorry for the long wait
Jiu
The moment Jiu saw the picture you sent, her eyes were blown wide. She quickly looked around to make sure no one else could see your half naked body displayed on her phone. Gosh you looked so good, she thought with a loud gasp. The other members looked at her questioningly, she had to give them a poor excuse that she just saw a cute phone case on sale, but luckily they bought it and didn’t dig any deeper. Everyone knew how Jiu could get at phone cases.
Trapped at work all she could do was to imagine the naughty things she’d do to you if she’d been there. For the rest of the schedule, Jiu stayed quiet with her mind running wild. Next time she’ll see you, she’ll have to teach you a lesson - torturing her the way you did was strictly forbidden.
Sua
Sua’s screams were nothing new to anyone who’d known anything about Dreamcatcher. This time her scream was surprisingly even more high pitched. You just sent her a thirst trap. While she was working her ass off, adding final touches to the new choreography. Sua couldn’t remember the last time she felt so frustrated. You were so far away, it was not fair. Despite having pure intentions, truly wanting to create a dancing masterpiece - she knew the practise was over. There was no way she’d be able to focus on anything else now. A defeated sigh left her mouth as she packed her bag in a hurry before announcing the end of work. She was speeding through the city late at night, feeling this wild urge as if your body was calling out for her.
Siyeon
Poor Siyeon was pouting at her phone. She was so far away and it was very late. Everyone was asleep already, as her and the members had left Seoul for few days to shoot a new variety show. Like a lost puppy she could only look and admire the beautiful shape of your body. Her finger traced your curves on the screen, but she would give anything up in order to have you physically by her side. Oh, the things she’d do... Two could play this game though, she smiled after a moment of realization. She wrote what she’d do if you were together. Before she really acknowledged it, she pressed ‘send’ to a message that was describing her intentions incredibly well. You replied right away. Who said sexting wasn’t allowed?
Handong
Dongie’s mouth fell open, but her hand was fast to cover it. Before anyone could see what was on her phone she locked it. With a deep breath, Chinese looked around the room - she tried to stay calm or at least appear to be fine. Handong gulped thickly and excused herself from the almost full recording studio. She found a place to sit in the hall, that’s where she clicked on your message again and let her eyes wander properly. A disappointed sigh left her lips. Why would you do that to her? Why would you send something like that when you perfectly knew that it’d only make her blood boil? She definitely had to take care of you so that you had some boundaries. Simulating feeling sick suddenly became a very tempting idea, she smirked.
Yoohyeon
Yoohyeon literally choked on the water she was drinking causing many eyes to turn in her direction. She quickly apologized and affirmed that she was fine before heading off to the quiet corner of the room. Then she was able to take a decent look at the pic you’d sent. Utterly frustrated, she bit her lip hating the fact that all she could do for now was to stare at the screen. Gosh, she wanted to touch you again. Frankly speaking you got her worked up within a second. It took one silly thirst trap for her to forget about the whole world. Trying her best not to blush too much, she responded with a short text and put the phone away. It was a busy day with no hope of going home early, Yooh had to focus on her job. The sooner she’ll be done the sooner you’d be in her arms.
Dami
Dami had to clear her throat. It became dry once she opened her chat with you. With no hesitation, she went to the nearest bathroom hoping for some privacy. She wouldn’t bare it if anyone at the company saw the things you were sending. It’d be very embarrassing. Very. Back to the situation you put her in, Dami shook her head slightly amused at how desperate you could get for her. Her fingers already working on a response, as tip of her tongue swirled across her top lip. She had to be fast, entire team was getting ready to perform on stage. Sharp yet playful message was perfect, it’ll only get you worked up more for her, as she had job to do for now. Afterwards she’ll additionally remind you not to provoke her in the future.
Gahyeon
Gahyeon’s blush was deep red. She was very whiny that day. It was cold, she was tired and now you were only adding fuel to the flames. On the other hand, she was simply amazed at the realization that it was so easy for you to make her want you more. Not even five minutes had passed and she was already feeling hot, breathing a bit heavier. She had never felt this way before. Ever since you entered her life you had coloured every piece of it. The fact that Dreamcatcher still had two more interviews planned that day kept Gahyeon slightly in check. A sneaky thought crossed her foxy mind though, she started to look for excuses in order to leave work earlier than usual. One time wouldn’t hurt anybody, right?
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Duty After School Imagine : 03
☆ Kwon Ilha x Reader ☆
DUTY AFTER SCHOOL IMAGINE Masterlist
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"Ouch! Did you hurt me on purpose?"
You hissed lightly at the man in front of you. Then continued your activity of applying medicine to the wound on his face.
"Shh, slow down."
That man—Kwon Ilha— said, and stopped your hand movement. He looked at you with a stare that was hard to interpret.
Feeling the unpleasant air around you, you cleared your throat softly. "So, don't be a tough guy," you said, pretending to be angry.
Ilha lets out a long sigh, he has no intention of releasing your hand from his grip. Instead, he plays along with your fingers.
"He's such a jerk! I can't keep quiet." he said.
You just shook your head in wonder. You don't know what kind of grudge Ilha has with the Ranking One in your class.
Even earlier, after Mrs. Park's shocking announcement about military training, Ilha had a fight with Younghoon that resulted in scars on several parts of his face.
"Never mind, there's no need to think about him. Why do you care so much about Younghoon?" you said as you pull your hand out of Ilha's grasp to organize the medicine box.
"Are you crazy?! I don't care about that bastard!" he argued.
"Okay, then. If you don't care, then don't bother him. You should have approached him so you could get smarter like him, instead of engaging in fight."
"Nope, not a chance!"
You chuckle secretly, feeling that the attitude of this man who always looks fierce at school seems funny.
"Alright, get some rest. Give my regards to your mother, I'm going home."
You got up from the chair in the living room of his home. After slinging your backpack over your shoulder, you head out.
"I'll take you home," Ilha said, following you.
"No need, I can go by myself."
"I didn't ask."
You gave him a lazy look. Stubborn Ilha. The boy who likes to be on his own. He who doesn't like to listen to others. After all, he was your best friend since childhood.
Behind his stubbornness, you know that there is a soft side to you. Ilha who likes to be on his own, is the same Ilha who will take care of you without being asked. The Ilha who doesn't like to listen to others, is the same Ilha who always provides his ears to listen to your stories.
"Why are you standing still? Don't you want to go home?"
As soon as you realized that you had been daydream, you instantly caught up with Ilha who was already walking.
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"Ilha, are you coming?"
You laughed at the man's sour face.
He had confidently said yesterday that he would not participate in this military training activity. But look at it now, there's a suitcase next to his seat. You laugh even more at Ilha's annoyed expression.
"My mom forced me to go, she said I'd just be lazy at home," he said.
"Well, I totally agree with Aunt Kwon." You playfully ruffle Ilha's hair, making him give you a fierce look.
Look, how can a guy who often makes other students dare not approach him —for fear of being bullied— be this adorable?
"Hey, it's still early in the morning but you guys are already being flirtatious like that!"
"I wonder, how can (Name) always stare so fondly at Ilha."
"What's so attractive about that guy?"
The astonished remarks were heard from Heerak, Hana, and Bora. You don't mind with their reactions. You return to your seat when Mrs. Park enters the classroom with a soldier.
"Salute. I'm Lieutenant Lee Chun Ho. I will be the 2nd Platoon Commander. Nice to meet you."
You stare unblinkingly at the soldier's figure. His aura really makes you feel hypnotized.
Meanwhile, Ilha who realized you were being mesmerized by Lieutenant Lee, could only glance sarcastically.
"Is there anyone who wants to be a clerk?"
Because you're enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of the class, you don't listen to Mrs. Park or Lieutenant Lee. Don't even realize that almost all of your friends are avoiding Lieutenant Lee's gaze.
"You're in the back," Lieutenant Lee's gaze suddenly falls on you.
You just blinked, too surprised to suddenly become the attention of the whole class.
"Me? Why, sir?" You ask confused, also trying to hide your blush in your cheeks from being stared at directly by Lieutenant Lee.
"You're going to be a clerk whose job it's to record the training and documentation of the member of Second Platoon to send to the parents. You don't mind, do you?" he said in a tone that sounds like an order.
You're so nervous that you can only nod slowly and ignore the mocking laughter from your classmates.
"Alright, three bonus points will be given to the clerk and the senior enlisted."
Immediately, a groan of disapproval could be heard from your classmates. They felt jealous that you and Yoojung —who were appointed as Senior Enlisted— were getting extra points.
"Huh, now you guys regret laughing at me?" You said with a satisfied laugh.
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"Hey, hey, hold on! Give me 2 seconds!"
After that shout, you see Taeman running and are immediately chased by Ilha and others while pointing their guns, pretending to shoot Taeman.
You just shook your head and laughed. You actually wanted to play chase like them, but you were too lazy especially in this hot weather.
"Hey, stop playing around and get over here!"
Until a shout from one of the male soldier was heard. But, Ilha, Taeman, Bora, Hana, and Heerak were still having fun and didn't care.
Prit!!!
"What are you guys doing?! Hurry up and gather! NOW!"
Another shout makes you gasp in surprise. However, it also managed to make Ilha and others who had been playing chase stop instantly.
Lieutenant Lee, who had just shouted angrily, quickly approached Ilha and grabbed the weapon in his hand roughly. Then he gave a lecture to all the students of class 12-2 or what was now called Platoon 2 about not playing with firearms because it was very dangerous.
"Three fastest to the goal!"
All your friends are confused by Lieutenant Lee's order. The moments after, with hesitant steps, Youngshin started running towards the goal. Instantly you and the rest of your friends followed suit.
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"It's all because of you, you know?" you whispered.
Lieutenant Lee's punishment is over. Now you and others are heading back to the dormitory. You walked next to Ilha.
The boy just glanced at you, not intending to respond you. That made you hiss in annoyance and punch his shoulder.
"Ouch! Why you hit me?!" screamed Ilha while clutching his shoulder.
You glance at him lazily. "No need to exaggerate, I hit you lightly."
"Was it light? You're using internal force!" protest Ilha.
"Shut up, I'm tired. I don't have the energy to deal with your nonsense."
Ilha secretly smiled wryly, "Oh really? You tired, aren't you?"
Without any prompting, Ilha wrapped his arms around you quite tightly. He sandwiches your neck between his arms and body. You who were surprised, tried to break free.
"Akhh! Kwon Ilha, let go of me! You're sweating, you know! Ilha, let me go!!" You were still trying to shake off Ilha's embrace, while the man was laughing at you.
"Hey, let go of (Name). She's having a hard time breathing."
You sighed gratefully, as Jangsoo's words just now managed to make Ilha's embrace weaken and you were able to break away from him.
"Woah, thank yo—"
"Really? Her face doesn't show that she's having trouble breathing."
You who were about to turn to Jangsoo to thank him, suddenly paused in shock as Ilha brought his face closer to you.
"Oh, your face is red. Was I too tight earlier?" Ilha looks at you worriedly when he sees the reddish color appear around your cheeks.
It feels like you want to run as far as you can and drown yourself in the sea. You really hope that this man who is still staring at you doesn't realize that the redness on your face isn't because of difficulty breathing, but because of him.
Yes, you can't lie if you are currently feeling misbehaving because of Ilha's attitude. You cover your embarrassment as much as possible, then push Ilha's face away from you.
Without saying anything, you rush ahead of Ilha and enter the girls' dormitory.
Meanwhile Ilha who sees you walking away from him, chuckles amusedly.
"She's so cute," he said softly.
"When are you going to confess your feeling? I'm tired of you guys being so standoffish."
It turns out that Bora had been next to Jangsoo, watching you and Ilha from the behind.
Ilha looked back at Bora. "Shut up! I'll say it later!"
"That's fine. If you're preceded by someone else, I'll be the one laughing the loudest."
"Damn you!"
[ ✓ ]
< 02. Soocheol
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in good hands
genre : fluff
warning(s) : none
note : i can not breathe out of my nose.
you haven't been feeling the best lately. you would wake up hardly being able to breathe due to your nostrils being congested, every cough hurt your throat to the point of tears, and the endless amount of grossed out looks thrown your way by your girlfriend was unexplainable.
it was another day of being sick, you woke up at 4am due to coughing your lungs out. sua, who was asleep next to you, shot up out of bed as soon as she heard your coughing fit, quickly scrambling to turn the lamp on while grabbing a bottle of water that was on the nightstand next to her. she quickly untwisted the cap and helped you drink, rubbing circles on your back to soothe you.
you thanked her weakly before laying back down and taking a deep breath in and out. sua looked at you as you slowly closed your eyes, her eyebrows turning upwards in a worried expression. sua brushed a strand of hair behind your ear before putting the water bottle back on the nightstand and turning the lamp off, settling back into bed as well.
morning came and sua opened her eyes to not see you next to her which worried her. she wanted to make sure you were alright especially after your coughing fit from a bit earlier. sua shot out of bed once again and began searching your shared apartment only to find you making breakfast while holding a tissue in one hand. sua let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding while slowly making her way over to you, wrapping her arms around your waist once she was behind you.
“what are you doing out of bed? you’re sick.” she said in her morning voice, kissing your exposed shoulder as she watched you flip a pancake.
“i wanted to make breakfast for you for once.” you chuckled quietly, a cough following your chuckle which thankfully, you managed to cough into the tissue that was in your hand before it could contaminate anything. sua reached around and turned off the stove, guiding your hand to place the spatula down before turning you around and holding you by your shoulders.
“you need to rest, let me take care of you.” she said with a small grin on her face. you shook your head, attempting to turn back around and finish the pancakes, but your actions were shut down. sua pulled you away from the stove completely, grabbing your hand and leading you to the bedroom where she gently pushed you on the bed.
“get comfortable and you better be drowsy by the time i get back.” sua scolded, pointing a finger at you before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. you huffed, staring at the ceiling before touching your forehead. you didn’t think you were that sick, but when you touched your forehead, you quickly pulled your hand back since your forehead felt like you had just touched a metal pole that had been sitting out in the sun.
you started to get comfortable, wiggling under the covers before pulling them over half your face. you sighed as you looked towards the door, wondering when your girlfriend would be back, but that thought was quickly dismissed when your eyes started to feel heavy and a yawn left your mouth. you attempted to keep your eyes from shutting, but sleep quickly won. sua was just in the kitchen, making some soup that she knew you’d like, just something that would be light for your stomach yet good for your throat. while the soup was boiling on the stove, she cleaned up the kitchen from your breakfast attempt while also searching the cabinets for medicine. when she couldn’t find any, she shook her head, mentally scolding herself and you for not being more prepared by having medicine in the cabinets. sua turned the stove off before making her way to the front door, slipping her shoes on and grabbing her purse before leaving to buy medicine. upon returning, she quietly made her way to the shared bedroom, medicine in hand. she hoped you’d be asleep, but with how slightly stubborn you were earlier, she had a doubt.
sua quietly opened the door, peeping into the room to see you asleep. as she continued to quietly walk into the room, she could hear your light snores with an occasional gentle cough. sua set the medicine down on the nightstand, her eyes never once leaving you. she brushed a strand of hair away from your face which caused you to stir for a second, but you fell back asleep, snuggling into the covers and pillow. sua bent down, kissing your exposed forehead before leaving the room and going back into the kitchen where she poured some soup into a bowl. afterwards, sua made her way back into the room, setting the bowl down on the nightstand next to the medicine before lightly shaking your shoulder.
“hey, i made some soup and got you some medicine.” sua said in a voice that was calming and soft. you mumbled, your eyes slowly opening before adjusting to your surroundings. you smiled at your girlfriend who mirrored the same smile. helping you sit up, she grabbed the bowl and insisted on feeding you.
“babe, i’m sick, my arms aren’t broken…” you playfully rolled your eyes.
“but what if you spill it because…because!” she struggled to find a reason which caused you to chuckle. you shook your head, opening your mouth so she could feed you. her eyes lit up as she fed you a spoonful of soup.
at least you knew that any time you get sick, you’ll be in good hands.
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Sometimes you have to learn to share
Requested? no
Warnings/Notes: jealousy, drama in friendships, jennie being a smol sassy bean, Sua lowkey jennie bashes, kind of ooc but i feel like pissed of and jealous Sua is lowkey a bitch.
Note 2: i spent days on this bc i have minimal time to dedicate a day to wrote so i thing it may flick between tenses.
Fic type: fluff, slightly angst
Reader: fem reader
You’d been Boras best friend for what felt like a lifetime. The two of you having met when you were trainees eventually debuting in different companies. Her in Happy face, later DCC and you in YG entertainment. Which was were you had originally met Jennie, finding her having some extra practice in on of the practice rooms.
You fondly remember how she had been so on guard about you interrupting her, assuming you were some crazy fan that had walked in rather than what you were; a trainee who had booked the practice room for extra practice the before before your debut.
That night the two of you had decided to share the room, intending to practice together as one was preparing for debut and the other a solo comeback. However the night took a turn when you fell trying to do a flip and Jennie managed to keep you from falling flat on your face. After that the two of you spent the night talking and getting to know each other, only realising how much of a fuck up that was when the morning staff entered the room and you were both very late for your schedules.
It was 2 months after that day that you two saw each other again, your schedules aligning and you running into each other in the YG canteen. Well she was running you were daydreaming. Regardless, it ended in her ice coffee all over your white shirt and her “helping” by rubbing it in even more. You proposed changing while she went to the studio since she seemed so desperate to get there fast but you never would of guessed leaving with her number.
She laughed at your shocked face when she had asked if she could give you her number, giving the excuse of replacing your shirt. Taking the opportunity to grab your wrist and pull out a marker, scribbling something down before skipping away.
“X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X, Jennie x”
It was the weekend when you finally text her, filled with nerves and slight embarrassment at your awkwardness. Fearing she might not remember you at all.
Unknown 10:23 am: Hey! Its y/n
Unknown 10:26 am: realised you probably don’t know my name, we met in the practice room.. then you spilt your coffee on me
Jennie 🫢 12:34 pm: Oh hey sorry, i was recording!! I’m free in an hour if you want to go shopping and replace that hideous shirt
Clumsy Girl 12:34 pm: So my shirts hideous now 🤨 I’m not good enough for the likes of miss Jennie Kim of BLACKPINK? I see i see 😂
Jennie 🫢 12:35 pm: Well… it was a nice colour?? 😂 AND i didn’t even mention your shoes 😉
Clumsy Girl☺️ 12:35 pm: So i guess ill meet you outside the building in 10, should i dress up for u little miss Chanel?
Chanel Princess 👑 12:36 pm: Like you could 😂😉
Chanel Princess 👑 12:36 pm: See you in 5! ☺️ I wait for no one 😌
You remember having to sprint half way there just to be on time, only for her to record your out of breath half walk half jog when you arrived. Claiming it was the best thing she had scene all day. And although you had planned on going on a shopping spree you had seen an arcade and practically dragged the girl in claiming she had to play at least one game.
Having spent the day playing game after game, you ended the night with a go on the claw machines winning her a dumpling plush and claiming it looked just like her. You could see the red taint her cheeks and how her gummy smile practically lit up the whole street and in that moment you couldn’t understand why anyone could possibly hate her.
Though the sky was dark and the air has began to get chilly, you decided to walk her home talking about anything and everything until you saw her starting to get a bit cold. Stopping you had attempted to take off your jacket only for her to raise a brow at you,
“If you think your going to go all knight in shining armour on me and give me that flimsy hoodie to ‘keep me warm’ then your dead wrong” she huffed pulling out a designer jacked from her bag and slipping it on.
“I am prepared and stylish!” She flicks her hair dramatically with a wink, “besides, it takes more than a half ripped hoodie that smells of arcade and practice room to woo me miss lover girl” she gives you a light shove.
Raising your hands in defence you nod approvingly “noted.” Smiling softly you pick up your conversation once more, unaware to the buzzing of your phone in your pocket.
Walking her up the drive to her house you could help but smile when she stopped at the door to give you a shy wave, holding back her grin before she all but skipped inside leaving you a giddy mess as you made your way back to your own house, finally fishing your phone out of your hoodie.
27 miss calls from Dancing Queen 💃🏻
23 messages from Drancing Queen 💃🏻
112 messages from Dreamcatcher and Y/N 💖
Gasping you quickly dialled Boras number going straight to answer machine, which was expected given it seemed like you had been ignoring her. Trying her phone again, this time it picked up,
~on the phone~
You: Bora Hey! I’m so sorry i was out and-
Siyeon: She doesn’t want to talk to you.
You: W-What? But she called me? Many times i might add
Siyeon: Maybe because you missed out weekly film night and didn’t even give us a reason why… we were all worried you know.
You: I’m so sorry! I can come round now? With ice cream and more stuff and-
Beeeeeeep
Sighing you decided to just go home figuring your friends would talk when they felt less hurt. Walking inside your bedroom you went straight to bed feeling incredibly guilty.
For the next few weeks you got radio silence from dreamcatcher, bar Jiu who had called a few times to check you were okay. Feeling alone you leaned on your members a lot more and made many new friends in the company. Eventually regularly having lunch with ur band mates, Blackpink and even some of the soloists and BTS members.
With all the radio silence on dreamcatchers end you felt your friendship with them drifting away to the point you figured they didn’t want to be around you any more. It hurt more that bora, a long time friend you saw as an older sister was leaving you out also.
But with all the lunch time hangouts around friends you and Jennie were only growing closer and closer and maybe you were so focused on your new routine and daily life you forgot to check in with dreamcatcher as much, missed some of there calls and even declined a few while hanging out with them.
It had been 4 months since your first date with Jennie and you could honestly say you were head over heals in love with her. She was the cutest person you’d ever met with twice as much sass. But despite her walls to protect her self deep inside was a shy and caring person who wouldn’t harm a fly, unless your names Lisa and you wear her clothes.
So caught up in your conversation with Jennie you failed to notice Bora, Gahyeon and Yoohyeon coming into the canteen planning to have lunch with you since they figured you still ate alone being to shy to talk to anyone. But there you were on a massive table of boisterous idols laughing and joking with your eyes locked on Jennie’s both of you smiling so wide as you conversed. Giggling and laughing about something nothing but love in your eyes. The boiling point being when she leaned in to peck your lips before winking and scurrying off with the rest of her group leaving you a bright red mess. The boys all cheering and making kissing noises at you while you sat still in shock.
Huffing she stormed off throwing the lunch she had made for you in the trash and angrily texting you to meet her at your dorm later, claiming you had to talk. Which leads you to now. Standing in your groups kitchen awkwardly as the older girl prepares food for you girls, the girls in questing hiding in there rooms from fear of Boras rage never having seen her so pissed.
“So,” she starts cutting the pepper way more harshly than needed causing you to wince “I hear you and Blackpink’s Jennie Kim are very… close”
Laughing awkwardly you hum, “w-well we are kind of close I guess..” you back away slightly as her chopping speeds up sparing a glance to the girls who were peering out their doors, silently asking for help but receiving doors shutting as an answer..
“Look Bora, Jen just-“ the chopping stops but she doesn’t turn to face you, but you can feel the way her face screws up and eyes harden. The air turning cold and tense around you.
“I mean, Jennie, she’s just so nice and sweet. Jennie is a caring person and we got close while around the company, Jennie even likes the show i wanted you to watch and-“
“Jennie this! Jennie that! WHO CARES ABOUT JENNIE!?” She turns around knife pointing at you.
“Bora.. i.. do..?” You chuckle awkwardly eyes flicking between her and the knife until she slams it down. “I like her a lot actually!”
“But does that dumb bitch spare a thought for you! Or is it all money and sex for her, wouldn’t put it past her“ she laughs “probably just using you because she’s bored and your such an easy target for a slut like he-“
“Don’t even finish that sentence!” You growl turning around to get the door intending to tell her to leave but freezing when u see Jennie standing there, silent tears rolling down her face as she begins to back up.
“Jennie! No don’t leave please!” You pull her into your arms as she cries, feeling Bora glare daggers at you from the kitchen.
“Well she should, There isn’t any room for her or food” she huffs with a laugh “Go on little miss big shot idol, leave!”
“No.” Tightening your arms around a shaking Jennie you glare at your old friend. “She stays. You go! You can come back when you learn some fucking manners”
She storms out telling you how Jennie will be bored of you in a week and not to come crawling back to her when that happens. But you couldn’t give a shit about that right now. Kissing jennies head you pull her to the couch and wipe her tears as she sniffles. “Y-you know none of thats true right, i would never-“
“I know” you smile, rubbing her back as she leans into you. “Why would you do that for me, loose a friend I mean?” You look at her like she had grown another head, “because bora was out of line and i care about you… i care about you a lot”
You feel her smile into your chest. “Does that mean were dating?” You let out a shocked laugh before exclaiming “was that not clear the last 3 times we made out!”
“Oh shush” she huffs curling into you as she turns on a movie to watch, rearranging herself till she was basically tucked into you like a baby kitten. Your baby kitten.
A/n: i accept no dreamcatcher or blackpink bashing tho!
Anyway! I hope you like it ;)
ps. originally was a male reader but i changed it sooo
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Title: SuA takes care of you when you are drunk.
Pairing: SuA x gender neutral reader.
Warning: Pure fluff besides mention of sickness.
Words: 923.
Author Note: I am sorry for not always updating! I will try to update more. Requests are still open. For female K-Drama characters and female K-Pop Idols✨
SuA was reading 'the seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo' which quickly became one of her favorite books. She almost was at the most interesting chapter as one of your friends called her to pick you up. She sighed when she put a bookmark into the chapter where she read last. She walked away to get her car and house keys, shoes and jacket.
Loud music, sweaty bodies, people making out and much alcohol noticed SuA. That's why she exactly dislikes nightclubs. She walked through the crowd slowly until your best friend greet her with a nervous expression on her face. SuA noticed how suspicious your best friend seem to her.
„Where is my partner...?" Asked SuA with worry in her voice. She crossed her arms above her chest.
SuA glanced at your best friend with slight madness. She couldn't believe that your best friend would let you get wasted just like that.
„They are at the female toilet throwing up. They drank too much. I'm sorry I've tried to stop them but they didn't even listen to me." Answered your best friend with honesty in her voice.
SuA sighed in annoyance while walking towards the female bathroom. Not caring who stood in a large line. She opened the door when she heard throwing up sounds. She went behind you to hold your hair back and to reassurance you about how everything would be okay soon. Especially that you should let it all out. You cried. You have to admit that you are very incredibly drunk. You drank two tequila, one cocktail and four shorts.
„Let it all out. Everything will be okay." Whispered SuA with care in her voice.
You finished throwing up and chew a bubble gum. You stumbled when you turned around too drunk to realize who she is.
„Who are you? I have a girlfriend." Asked you slurred. You held your head.
SuA wanted to giggle in that moment. It was very amusing to see how drunk you are and what effect it has on you.
„I am a friend of your girlfriend. She told me to take care of you." Answered SuA with amusement in her voice.
You only nodded not caring about what she said. You miss your girlfriend a lot.
„I am a friend of your girlfriend." Answered SuA with amusement in her voice.
You leaned against a wall by how drunk you are. You felt a little bit dizzy and warm inside. Your heart was beating fast and your cheeks flushed red.
„I don't believe you but okay. Don't touch me only my girlfriend can touch me. Do you understand...?" Slurred you with confusion in your voice.
SuA went next at you to put her hand on your waist since she wanted to guide you towards her car outside. On the way your friends giggled at the scene. Only your best friend watched you both with a grateful expression on her face.
„Bestieeee tell this woman that I have a girlfriend she keeps on touching me. Even when I told her that I have a girlfriend." Slurred you with irritation in your voice.
You pouted which SuA and your best friend found very cute. Your best friend only kissed your forehead and walked away without saying anything.
„Take care of my best friend." Whispered your best friend into SuA's ear with care in her voice.
You luckily couldn't hear them thought SuA. She wanted only the best for you and take care of you in situations like these. SuA helped you towards her car that she parked only a few meters from the nightclub.
„You are driving the same car that my girlfriend has." Noticed you half slurred.
You leaned on her shoulder always slurring about having a girlfriend that you are in love with. SuA wanted to giggle but held back. She couldn't wait to tease about this after tomorrow for a very long time.
„I didn’t know that." State SuA with amusement in her voice.
You tried to concentrate for the drunk conversation but couldn’t. Your eyes half closed. If SuA wasn’t holding you. You would’ve fallen after stumbling.
„Yes and I love her very much. She is the love of my life.” Slurred you with your eyes half closed.
SuA helped you into the car and went into it as well. When she rubbed your knuckles with her thumb you realized that SuA was in the car with you.
„SuA a woman touched me and claimed that you are her friend. I am really sorry I tried to stop her from touching and holding me.” Pouted you half slurring. You closed your eyes because of how tired you are.
„Oh did she…?” Asked SuA with a hint of amusement in her voice.
As an answer she heard slight snores coming from your mouth. Your eyes closed and your fingers gripped the side of her shirt. SuA couldn’t help herself from smiling at the sight. She definitely would tease you tomorrow. For now she let you sleep out the alcohol from your system. When you both arrived home SuA carried you into the bedroom.
She changed your clothes into unicorn Pyjama and put your favorite pikachu plushy into your arms. You cuddled the pikachu plushy into your chest and SuA joined you into the bed a while after. SuA wrapped her arms around you from behind to be the big spoon. She kissed your lips, arms, neck, shoulder and forehead. SuA fell asleep with a happy expression on her face and thoughts about you.
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hi!! i love your blog <3 can you write dreamcatcher's sua x fem!reader (8th member) where the 2 aren't very close but one night, reader has a bad nightmare and sua's the only one awake to comfort and cuddle her?
Pairing: Sua x Fem!Reader
Idol: Kim Bora (Dreamcatcher)
Warning(s): None!
A/N: Hi! Thank you so much, that means a lot. <3
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You and the girls had decided to go out for dinner tonight and you were now on your way back to the dorm. The way back home was full of laughter and some dad jokes by Jiu, as expected. You all had been very busy today so you were pleased to just settle down and enjoy some food. Now, you were glad you would be able to sleep and you were sure the girls were too.
As soon as everyone entered the dorm, there was a unanimous sigh. You could tell the food definitely increased the girls’ exhaustion as well as yours. After telling everyone goodnight, you were the first to head to your shared room with Sua, of course. You both had your own bed and despite not being too close with Sua, you didn’t mind sharing a space with her.
One by one, everyone had made their way to their shared rooms, Sua coming in last. As you were drifting off, you heard movement from the other side of the room. You assumed it was just Sua getting comfortable so you didn’t think anything of it and went to sleep. She was in fact getting situated and it didn’t take Sua long to fall asleep either, considering she was way too exhausted to even go on her phone to check the time.
Shortly after falling into a deep sleep, you found yourself in a terrifying scenario that felt way too real for your liking. You were unfortunately having a nightmare and you wanted to wake up from it, but you couldn’t. You were stuck enduring the fearful experience and seeing things that made you want to scream.
While you were having that unpleasant dream, your whimpers and constant movement had woken Sua up. She wiped her eyes and slowly sat up, feeling disoriented. She had no idea what the noises were and where they were coming from but when she looked over to your side of the room, she got her answer. You were tossing and turning under the covers and it made Sua furrow her eyebrows, suddenly becoming alert and concerned.
She got up from her bed and made her way over to yours, kneeling down. Finally catching on to the fact that you were having a nightmare, she placed a hand on your shoulder and gently shook you awake. You jolted up, hyperventilating. Your heart was beating rapidly and you placed your hand on your chest.
“I’m right here, it’s okay.” Sua reassured as she caressed your back, causing you to look over to her. She sent you a sad smile before holding onto your hand and using her thumb to caress the back of it. Tears were threatening to spill from your eyes and as soon as Sua noticed that, she immediately embraced you. You let the tears fall and shakily wrapped your arms around her, gripping onto her shirt. She felt her shirt becoming soaked by your tears, but she didn’t care whatsoever. All she cared about was you at that very moment, wanting to make sure you were going to be okay.
“You’re safe now, I promise.” She whispered as she cautiously made her way onto your bed, still holding you. She placed a hand on your head and stroked your hair as she gently rocked you both side to side. You felt yourself calming down but you still didn’t let go of her. She was aware of your cries lowering in volume and eventually coming to a stop, but still feeling your tight hold onto her, she didn’t move.
“Can you please sleep next to me..?” You mumbled into her shoulder, earning a small ‘of course’ and nod from her in return. You were deeply touched by the fact that she was so willing to stay by your side and was so quick to comfort you, despite your level of closeness.
She eventually pulled back but let you hold her free hand as she lifted the covers and got under it with you. She rested her head on her hand and released your hand to push a few strands of hair behind your ear. A smile made it’s way onto your face when she did that. Seeing your smile, she ended up smiling.
“There’s that pretty smile of yours.” She spoke softly as she intertwined your fingers. The action had warmed your heart and you felt at ease. You were truly grateful and relieved that she was here. Sua took notice of your now relaxed state and opened her arms for you. Your smile grew when you realized what she was doing and you shifted closer before resting your head on her chest. She wrapped her arms around you and rested her head on yours.
You felt a wave of tiredness wash over you yet again and it shocked you how quick it came, but you didn’t fight it. Your eyes fluttered closed and your breathing was now becoming shallow. Sua peeked to see if you had fell asleep and she smiled when she realized you did.
“Sleep well.” She whispered before leaving a kiss on your forehead and resting her head back onto the pillow. Knowing you would now sleep peacefully, she closed her eyes and let sleep eventually overcome her.
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HAPPY SUA DAY!! <3
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please ceo nim Kim bora and Kim minji fuck me
I was a bad employee, I didn't show up on time this morning I didn't do my job well, I was such a bad girl, please punish me
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Dreamcatcher Reaction To Having A Really Affectionate S/O
Pairing: Dreamcatcher x GN!Reader
Requested By Anon: "hii can i request dreamcatcher reacting to having a really affectionate s/o (their love language is physical touch)?"
A/N: Hello hello, my lovely readers! I'm back again with some Dreamcatcher fluff, just for you. I hope you like all of these! Don't forget to like, comment, and reblog; it keeps me motivated :)
Info: Each member has a reaction, a story snippet / oneshot, and their love languages ranked. It's loooong, so enjoy!
Jiu
Adores it. She’s mentioned before that she feels the safest when she’s in your arms, so it’s really a no-brainer that she’s happiest whenever you’re loving on her
Just as much as she loves to take care of you and the girls, she secretly loves to get taken care of, too
Especially by you
You just know all the right ways to hold her and help her relax. Your back rubs are elite, according to her. She lowkey thinks you were a professional masseuse in your past life
You’re her personal heater
And pillow
On particularly rough days, she’ll just fall into your waiting arms and let you work your magic. She vents about her stressors, gradually releasing all of the pent-up tension that she’d been unable to get rid of on her own, until her complaints eventually subside and dissolve into quiet, sulky mumbles as she teeters on the edge of sleep
When you see her so cuddly and relaxed like that, you just…*heart clutch*
Likewise, Jiu regards you with those exact same, astronomically high levels of adoration
You’re literally the most precious and pure thing in the world to her. When you peer up at her with those bright eyes of yours, so starry and full of love for her, she always ends up blushing. She wants to protect you and your cuteness from the world
“My sweet Y/N… what did I ever do to deserve you?”
Without even trying, the two of you naturally gravitate towards one another whenever you’re together. You never have to ask for her attention or affection because she gives it just as readily as you do
When you’re out in public, she never lets you stray too far from her. Both because she’ll inevitably be holding some article of clothing up to you to see if it would fit, or pointing some piece of nature out to you, or discussing what you should grab for lunch….and also because she just wants you nearby.
Though she doesn’t mind admiring the view she gets when you walk away, too ;)
She loves to play with your hands while you cuddle, and she also loves when you put your head in her lap
She sings to you
Whenever her schedule gets busy or the girls go on tour, she leaves some of her hoodies behind for you and makes sure to spray her perfume on them. She also presets a weekly reminder in your phone to display a sweet message for you, aware that you’ll be missing her a lot. She programs it to sound off around the time you typically wake up in the mornings because she wants it to be the first thing you see. If she can’t be there with you physically, she’ll gladly do that to make up for it
Video calls whenever you’re apart. She doesn’t feel fully at ease unless she knows you’re safe and happy
Seeing you never fails to brighten her day
Overall just a total ball of sunshine who is super super soft for you
Story Snippet
7:32 PM
About an hour and a half had passed since your last check-in on her, and you decided it was time to peek in again.
Quietly, so as to not disturb the rare bout of calmness that had befallen the dorm, you approached her bedroom door and turned the knob, opening it gently. A sliver of light from the hall rushed in, cutting through the relative dark.
Her bedside lamp was still on – dimmed to the lowest setting, just like you left it before. The bottle of water on her nightstand was a little closer to being empty than you remember, and the headache pills you had set out were gone.
Your eyes tracked over to her soft form on the bed, finding her tucked in but awake. A sleepy, exhausted smile showed on her face when she realized it was you at the door, just barely visible in the low light. Like always, though, it had a way of shining and brightening up everything around her.
Even when she was feeling under the weather, she couldn’t help but be radiant.
“Hi, baby,” her gentle voice greeted, sounding a bit strained.
The overexertion that she'd subjected herself to over the past few days was rearing its ugly head.
“Hi, my love.” You smiled pitifully, stepping inside. You shut the door behind yourself and approached the bed, standing at the foot of it. “How are you feeling now?”
“Drained,” she admitted. “I’m still tired; I haven’t been able to wind down.”
You nodded. “You’ve worked hard this week, so that makes sense. Can I get you anything to help?”
“Yeah, actually.” She pepped up the slightest bit.
“Name it and it’s yours.”
A grin pulled at her lips of the irony of that.
“You,” she answered. “Come here, I want to hold you.”
She opened the fluffy covers and waved you in, patting the space next to her. The smile on your face widened shyly at that, but you didn’t hesitate to do as she asked. You climbed in and settled close to her, letting her arms wind around you in the special way they always do.
Her lips pressed to yours, once… twice… three times, before she regained control of herself and opted to keep things PG. It was a bit difficult, with how soft and warm you were, sliding up against her and oh so tempting, but her better judgment managed to prevail in the end.
“I’ve been worried about you today,” you confessed, the words slightly mumbled as your cheek pressed to her chest, “...and I’ve missed you.”
You pouted, and she could feel it. Though she couldn’t see it, she knew it looked adorable.
“I’ve missed you, too, baby,” she chuckled quietly, easing your worries a little in the process. “The bed feels so empty without you in it… I think that’s why I haven't been able to rest very well.”
You melted at her words, feeling so loved. How did she always manage to do that so easily?
“You mean it?”
She nodded, running one of her hands down your back as she scooted a little closer to you. “Absolutely, I do. So you’re not allowed to leave, okay? No slipping away.”
“Okay. I promise,” you assured her.
You smiled when she released a sigh and relaxed into you, letting herself succumb to the exhaustion she felt. She knew you’d keep an eye on her – that she was safe and cared for – and that seemed to be the missing puzzle piece for her.
After just a couple of minutes of being in your presence, she was finally able to fully wind down; you felt it in the way that her breathing evened out and the tension in her muscles dissipated.
The throbbing of her head mellowed, no longer unbearable. You were comfortable and easy to melt into, serving as the perfect distraction from the pain. With every gentle kiss you pressed to her skin and every pass your fingers made through her hair, she took another step towards the edge of sleep.
A little later, as you went to ask her if the pills had helped any, you were halted by the sound of her soft snores. They filled the air of the bedroom around you, making it impossible to hide your grin.
So precious.
Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Quality Time
3.) Acts of Service
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Gifts
Honestly she's pretty much the human embodiment of all five of them put together. She will quite literally do anything to make you happy. Always, always, always watching out for you.
◤─────•~❉᯽❉~•─────◥
Sua
LOVES IT, ARE YOU KIDDING??
She never gets tired of your touch, and she really enjoys being with someone as clingy as she is
When you both get excited about something, it gets so loud and wild
High pitched laughing, yelling, jumping around, squealing… the whole nine yards
On the rare occasion that she’s busy doing something and not actively seeking affection or already clinging to you, you’ll initiate things. It goes straight to her head and she doesn’t shut up about it for the rest of the day. Gloats and brags about how cute and cuddly you are for her
But it also tends to make her blushy and flustered, and you're the only person capable of doing that.
She says you’re the only one who really understands her and her ways of showing love
Although she hides it well, sometimes she’s afraid that she does too much and annoys other people with her affection. But you’re always there to reassure her of the opposite (because you’re just like her)
Squishes your cheeks a lot and gushes about how cute you are
She protects you and your cuteness with her life.
If anyone ever brushes you off or rejects your affection, she'll sweep you up in her arms and hold you close while yelling at them for it
Sometimes she'll literally just lay on you. She's a firm believer that being "too close" is simply impossible
Plays with your hair when you're cuddling
When you’re walking together she usually slips a hand into your back pocket and keeps it there because she loves your ass so much
She loves it when you show affection in public, whether that’s by holding her close, pressing sweet kisses to her lips, holding hands, etc. Knowing that you’re proud of your love for her and you aren’t afraid to own it or show it makes her happy
She also really enjoys it when you show her off
Play fighting is basically a daily occurrence for you. She chooses violence at least once a day
Despite the fact that she can be super aggressive and loud with her affection, she’s also equally as soft for you
Like when you’re all snuggled up in bed and waiting on her, she’ll just admire you from the doorway and smile to herself
Morning cuddles are a must for her. She never wants to get up when you’re at her side because you’re just so soft and warm and holding you is so comforting
She loves the way the two of you fit together
You’re her assistant chef whenever she cooks for everyone. She trusts you to try all of her creations and help her fix everything
That also definitely includes back hugs and a few kiss breaks because the sight of you in an apron drives her a little crazy
“Can you be on my menu tonight?” *wiggles eyebrows*
You’ve always made her feel safe, and she’s never afraid to be herself around you. You appreciate and accept all of her – every insecurity and perfect imperfection included
Story Snippet
The day’s taping of Show Champion was coming to an end as you snuck your way into the girls’ dressing room, aided by one of the backstage workers that was privy to your plans. She helped you hide within one of the closets and wished you luck before leaving just as inconspicuously as she had arrived.
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10 Minutes Later
You nearly cracked your head on the back wall when the seven of them burst into the room, loudly conversing and joking with one another. The stems of the flowers in your hand squeaked together quietly, almost as a silent plea for release as you unconsciously tightened your hold on them.
From what sliver of the room you could see through the doors, all of the girls still had wide smiles on their faces. They were exhausted, sure, but happy and content with how the evening was going.
Well, all but one.
Garbled bits and pieces of their conversations made their way over to you as you watched Sua sit down at one of the mirrored stations, putting some distance between herself and the other girls. She took out her phone and began scrolling soon after, most likely as a means of distraction.
Your heart ached a little at the sight. You knew she was feeling down – the girls had told you as much, through texts – but seeing it happen right in front of you made it all the more real.
For the past week and a half, your busy schedules had combined to form the most awful amalgamation of missed opportunities; anytime one of you happened to be free, even for a short while, the other was booked for some important task that was incapable of being canceled or otherwise wormed out of.
All of the girls had missed you, but Sua was the one most affected by your absence – and everyone knew it.
Her spirits had been low, and her normal vibrancy was diminished; it was strange, frankly – a little dystopian – for her to be so unlike herself. The girls depended on her chaotic energy to keep things running smoothly; their dynamic was simply thrown off without it.
But Sua couldn’t even find it in herself to bother entertaining their banter, let alone join in. She didn’t have it in her to keep up with them today.
Although the sight of her so dejected was upsetting, it made a small smile show on your lips; you would be able to cheer her up in no time, and the 180 that she would undergo would undoubtedly make all of the waiting she’d done be worth it.
You counted down silently, wanting to time your entrance perfectly.
3…2…1-
Just as your free hand went to push the door open and kick off your big reveal, your cell phone began to ring in your pocket.
You faltered, fumbling quickly to retrieve it. Sua’s contact image shined brightly, cutting through the dark around you.
The outside world went silent – everyone quickly hushing up at the sudden noise.
You shut your eyes in defeat, sliding up on the green button, while simultaneously opening the door with your foot.
“Surprise.” You said into the phone, locking eyes with her from across the room.
Silence prevailed… one beat, two…. Until the earlier chaos returned with even more spirit than before.
Shouts of your name rang out from the girls, staccato and shocked as they attempted to figure out how you had managed to get there. Sua, on the other hand, didn’t bother with that; she ran up to you, her face lighting up like an eager child’s as you emerged from the closet and turned your phone off. You slipped the device into your pocket and extended the flowers to her.
“Hi, baby,” you grinned, “I finally convinced my boss to let me have a day off, and now I’m he—”
She cut you off at once, wrapping her arms around you at the speed of light and pulling you into the tightest hug you’d ever experienced. What remained of your explanation fizzled out in an instant, knocked from your lungs right along with all the air you had left.
The bouquet fell from your hands when she picked you up and wiggled you around in the air. Your shoes slightly brushed the ground between sways, and you groaned.
“Can’t…breathe…” You struggled out, constricted as she squeezed the life out of you.
Her arms only further tightened around you in response, full of days and days worth of pent up affection with no other place to go.
“Unnie, let go!” Dami scolded, coming up to slap her shoulder. “Y/N/N isn't going anywhere.”
Mere seconds before you went fully limp in her arms, your assailant – AKA the love of your life – put you back down on your feet and took a small step back to look at you.
Glorious, glorious air returned to your lungs in a rush, and you heaved for a brief moment or two. Once your vision returned and the floating spots that had been clouding it retreated, you blinked a few times and turned your attention to Sua.
A cute pout rested on her lips. “I’m sorry, jagi,” she muttered, the words partially aegyo-fied, but the glint in her eye told you that she wasn’t all that sorry at all. “I’ve just missed you so much.”
Wordlessly, you pulled her in close and hugged her again. She could feel the happy upturn of your lips against her neck as you buried your face there, just as relieved as she was to be reunited.
“I’ve missed you, too.” You whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her pulsepoint, and then her jaw, and finally her cheek.
She blushed wildly, growing increasingly more red by the second; the girls noticed, and their exaggerated coos and whoops soon filled the dressing room. When she turned to glare at them, hoping to scare them into silence, she quickly discovered that her typical method of intimidation wasn’t going to work in bringing their teasing to an end this time.
In the name of retribution, she delivered a retaliatory shove to your shoulder instead.
“Yah! We’re finally back together and you have to go embarrassing me right off the bat?” She scolded, voice shrill. “Pabo–”
You placed your lips against hers swiftly, kissing away her anger before it could accrue anymore firepower. Your arms wrapped around her waist, tugging her flush against the front of your body.
She still attempted to mumble an annoyed protest against your lips, but when you grinned and pinched her side, she gave in and melted into your embrace, scoffing quietly.
…
Dami grimaced as she stood in front of the girls, witnessing you kiss again. Sua shamelessly pushed you up against the closet, acting as though they all weren’t a matter of steps away from the both of you.
The bouquet rested in Dami’s hands, courtesy of her earlier retrieval of it from the floor.
“Should I…”
“Just leave it,” Yoohyeon answered abruptly, sharing a similar expression.
Dami nodded and placed it down on the couch before they all backed away and made a bee-line out of the dressing room, pretending to gag.
Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Acts of Service
3.) Quality Time
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Gifts
Obviously, she’s first and foremost the best at demonstrating her love physically. Like the universal master of it. But aside from that, her strong suit is taking care of you. It comes naturally, and she can almost always be found doing something to make life that much easier on you. Cooking your favorite dishes when you’re hungry, nursing you back to health when you’re sick, being your shoulder to cry on, pulling your hair up when your hands are occupied, etc.
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Siyeon
Couldn’t be happier. She absolutely loooooves being close to you
She could cuddle you for hours on end
Maybe even forever
She rubs your back when she's holding you, tracing mindless patterns against your skin. Having you close is so special to her
Sings to you, sometimes coming up with new material on the fly. You’re her muse, after all, so it’s easy with you around
When things get too hectic and hard for her to deal with, you’re always by her side in a heartbeat
You can read her like a book, and she’s so grateful for that
She thanks her lucky stars on the daily for the fact that she found you in this great big world
When you seek comfort from her and retreat into the safety of her arms, she gets so protective of you. You could simply be evading the wind on a chilly day and she’ll lowkey yell at it to leave you alone while she holds you against her.
She bought you matching rings for your anniversary one year, and when she zones out she always has a habit of toying with yours and playing with your fingers.
Sometimes you all even zone out together (#CoupleGoals)
She pinches your elbow and the back of your hands a lot
When you go full koala mode and just latch onto her and refuse to let go, she gets so happy. It makes her slow down and just revel in the simplicity of your touch, appreciating every second she gets to spend with you (because your schedules don’t always align, and sometimes it can be difficult to have free time like that)
You’re basically her stress reliever. When you’re holding her, nothing else matters
And once you start cuddling, don’t expect her to let you get away without a fight. If you say you want a snack, she’s not afraid to pick you up and carry you into the kitchen just so she can be with you that much longer
“Baby, I’m not gonna drop you. I promise. Have some faith in your wolfie.”
Like Sua, she enjoys PDA. Not anything extreme, of course, but she likes it when you let people know that she’s yours and you’re hers. It helps prevent her from getting jealous (which happens sometimes, but a kiss from you usually solves that)
She’s seriously down bad for you and whipped in a major way. A single touch is powerful enough to make her weak in the knees
Our wolfie is totally *heart eyes* for you
Story Snippet
Siyeon's legs intertwined with yours as you laid down on top of her, pressing her into the couch. She tugged you in, urging you ever-closer as her warm hands settled against your hips. Her thumbs rubbed circles there, soft through the material of your shirt.
The musky scent of her perfume wafted into the air with her movements; it comforted you, putting you even more at ease. Your brain had long ago associated and equated that smell with home.
She smiled brightly, peering up at you with her dark eyes as she giggled at some random joke you had just made. You always knew just what to say to make her laugh.
"You're so beautiful, jagi," you praised, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
"You think so?" She played, batting her lashes.
"More than you'll ever know. I'm the luckiest person alive," you mused.
The blush on her cheeks spread, becoming more prominent as it flitted its way across the bridge of her nose. She turned her head slightly to the side, briefly glancing away; she felt small beneath your gaze. You always looked at her like she was the most valuable thing in the universe; it made her shy.
"You're such a smooth talker," she groaned.
You chuckled and leaned down, kissing her cheek. Your lips trailed over to hers, ghosting softly across her flawless skin as they pressed a few stray kisses here and there along the way.
Her eyes fluttered shut the moment your lips met, fitting together as if they were created for that sole purpose. The vanilla balm smoothed across hers was partially smudged and wiped off – a result of the earlier kisses you couldn’t refrain from stealing, when the two of you had first lost interest in the movie you were watching. Its flavor remained, though, just as enticing as always.
Inconspicuously slipped beneath your shirt, her fingers curled slightly along the small of your back – where her hands had now come to settle. She drew you closer, comforted by the way you felt against her. Your subsequent hum of gratitude made her melt.
The pad of your thumb made a pass over her cheek, rubbing it gently as you deepened the kiss. It stole her breath away, but she used what little she had left to gasp lightly into your mouth.
You smiled, unable to help yourself.
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Heavy, authoritarian footfalls resounded in the hallway outside of the dorm's door, gaining your attention. You curiously raised your head, and Siyeon lifted her chin to peek back at it.
A mere second later, Sua came blasting in.
"Yah! Y/N L/N!"
Shit.
"Yoohyeon told me everything," she said, striding into the middle of the room. Yoohyeon trailed after, staying at a distance as she shut the door behind herself. She was wincing, appearing to heavily regret her earlier slip up.
You raised up, pushing yourself off of Siyeon and up onto your knees. She propped herself up on an elbow, clearly intrigued and confused.
"How could you take my hoodie without telling me?" Sua shrieked, approaching you with her hands out. They gripped your collar, shaking with purpose.
"A-ah," you laughed nervously, dryly, "I was going to ask first, but I was running late this morning and had to just throw something on. My things were in the wash."
"What if something stained it? You know how much I love it."
"I would've bought you another," you promised, voice slightly strained as she tightened her grip, thus preventing you from breathing normally.
"You can't just 'buy another'! That line is discontinued now!"
"Nothing happened, though–" you sputtered. "You're worrying for nothing; I already put it back.”
Disbelief gleamed in Sua’s eyes, and when Siyeon caught a glimpse of it she sat up at once.
She knew then that your demise was imminent.
“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!” Sua bellowed, yanking you around. As she prepared to shove you backwards onto the couch and pounce, Siyeon selflessly put herself in front of you. She held her arms out, blocking you from all of the unnie’s methods of attack.
“Save yourself, Y/N! I’ll hold her off!”
“No…” you said, voice dropping dramatically as your head vehemently swayed left to right.
Amidst a slew of shoves and jabs from Sua, she nodded sadly, remaining strong. “Just go,” she begged.
Her soft cheek nuzzled against your palm as you reached forward to briefly cup it, sharing one final embrace.
“Remember me.”
“Always,” you whispered, holding back a grin at how dramatic the two of you were being.
Following a subtle signal from her, you stumbled off of the coach as she turned and tackled Sua away from you, landing on the opposite end of it. Your sock clad feet slipped and slid on the wood flooring, providing you no sense of control as you scrambled to escape with your life.
When you careened into the hallway wall, you shot a look over your shoulder; it was a horrific mistake, however, as it only awarded you the image of Sua slapping her elbow and jumping into the air before landing on Siyeon with it. A loud groan resounded around the living room, followed by Yoohyeon’s fading plea of “Unnie, no!” as you snapped your head forward again and set your sights on Jiu’s door at the end of the hall.
Your legs gave out from how quickly you attempted to kick off again, sending you to the floor.
Sua chuckled from somewhere behind you, far enough away to not pose an immediate threat, but still far too close for comfort. You pushed yourself off of the ground and sped off again, using the walls to propel yourself forward even faster.
The knob of Jiu’s door slid into your hand and twisted smoothly, pulling a sigh of relief from you – thank God it wasn’t locked. Without wasting time on knocking, you blasted in and slammed it behind yourself, void of any and all grace whatsoever.
You heaved, pressing your back to it and reaching down to lock it just as Sua’s frame collided with its other side. She had nearly gotten you – you’d made it just in the nick of time.
Jiu perked up on her bed, eyebrows raised and eyes open wide. The glow of her phone screen cast across her face and chest.
“Sua.” You explained, without having to elaborate. Her name alone validated your behavior a million times over.
The shock on Jiu’s face dissipated at once, turning to understanding.
“Sua,” she repeated, nodding.
Her “Receiving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Quality Time
2.) Physical Touch
3.) Words of Affirmation
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Gifts
Our big bad wolfie might have a good poker face sometimes, but we all know she isn’t all that big or bad. She’s definitely a softie at heart and loves to hear every sweet thing you have to tell her when you’re spending time together.
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Handong
Very soft about it
She adores the attention you give her, and she always enjoys having you by her side. It makes her feel important and highkey boosts her ego
Also, having you nearby makes it easy for the two of you to be (playfully) judgy together and whisper jokes without other people interfering or overhearing
Aside from that, you genuinely comfort her in a lot of ways, and when you're apart she always finds herself missing you
“You know, now I get homesick twice as much, Y/N. Half for my country, and half for you.”
Sometimes she teases you, cheekily saying that you just can't keep your hands off of her
But tbh she can’t keep her hands off you either
She’s a fan of more subtle touches, like a simple hand on the thigh beneath the table or an arm around the waist
Honestly though she also loves it when you surprise her with a spontaneous kiss (on the cheek or lips), or hug her and spin her around. It makes her blush like a madwoman, but she enjoys it – despite the playful nagging she does afterwards
You're one of the only people who can make her blush, and when you really get her good she’s out of commission for a couple minutes, unable to piece together any witty comebacks in her love-dazed mind
Once she’s regained her bearings, though, she amps up her charm in retaliation, aware that her flirting is basically your kryptonite
And it works. Practically 100% of the time.
Her bold confidence gets you just as flustered as she had been, and you typically end up hiding your face in her neck or shoving her shoulder and running away.
Enjoys PDA in the form of cuddling and kissing. Nothing too wild, but she definitely wants it to happen when you go out together. She wants people to know that you’re hers, and vice versa
Hand holding is the usual go to, or linking your arms together. Kisses, too, depending on the mood and vibe of wherever you are
You jokingly touch her muscles and brag about how strong she is, especially when she gets back from a workout
She's fond of the praise, and though she wouldn’t admit it without a fight, it makes her work a little harder to keep up her physique. Staying fit is already important to her, but the fact that you enjoy her body so much is just added encouragement. She also likes to feel powerful and like she can protect you, so it’s truly a win-win
(Though she knows you’d love her no matter what she looked like, muscles or no muscles)
She puts her head in your lap a lot as a silent way of asking you to play with her hair. It relaxes her, and she usually falls asleep in the process
When she’s feeling clingy herself, you’re the first person she goes to. You’re the only one capable of melting this ice princess
Story Snippet
(I don’t know the actual layout of the mall, so excuse any errors)
Starfield Mall – Seoul, SK
Forever Yours.
Handong peered into a glass display case, rereading the words over and over to herself. Two ruby pendants hung side by side on a rack, magnetically joined together in the middle to spell out the words.
Only when they were connected did the short message come together.
A sentimental smile made its way to her face the longer she looked at it. It would be the perfect gift for you, she decided, as she snuck a glance at you from across the store. You were occupied in the ring section, browsing through the different rows of them. The wondrous expression on your face warmed her heart.
"Sir," she called to a nearby worker quietly, so as to avoid drawing your attention. "I'd like to buy these." She motioned down to them.
He nodded and grabbed the key for the case before making his way over.
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Childish, bubbly laughter carried over to your ears as you exited the store and entered the mall’s spacious third floor, where numerous kids chased one another around. Beanies rested atop many of their heads, and the fuzzy sweaters they wore engulfed their tiny frames in such an endearing way that you couldn’t help but smile.
Holiday lights gleamed all around you, strung up and wound around decorative tinsel on the storefronts and windows. They shimmered, some set on timers to flicker every now and then.
A gentle smile played on Handong’s lips when she felt the careful tug you applied to the end of her sleeve, silently asking for her hand.
She wordlessly shifted her shopping bags into her other one in order to free it up for you to hold.
Her fingers interlaced with your own immediately, assuming their rightful position for the millionth time today. She gently stroked the back of your hand with her thumb, allowing it to make a few gentle passes over your smooth skin.
Something about the way your hands fit together, so snug and perfectly balanced, made her truly believe they were created just for one another. No one else's – not a single one of the other billions in existence out there – could've ever compared to yours.
She was sure of it.
“Where should we go now?” You asked, still letting your eyes wander across the expanse of holiday decorations.
The steps you took together were relaxed, void of any rushing.
Handong pondered for a moment, racking her mind for a place nearby that would award you some much-needed privacy and quiet.
"How about that place downtown we've been wanting to try?" She suggested. "You know, close to the square?"
“Oh," you gasped lightly, remembering the quaint little restaurant that she was referring to. "That'll be perfect, jagi."
"I'm glad you agree," she quipped, leaning over to press a kiss to your temple. Your smile deepened, and when she pulled away you watched her fondly.
What glimmers of love showed on her face were soon eclipsed by something else entirely, though.
Mischief, you realized, a mere second too late.
The apples of her cheeks became prominent as her lips tugged up into a pretty smile. The kind that’s soft enough to turn you to putty, yet striking enough to light a fire in your heart. Your kryptonite – a fact she used to her advantage.
"Race you to the car!" She shrieked, already speeding off.
You didn’t even have ample time to pick up your stumbling heart, or to catch your breath.
"Dongie–"
Her bags jostled in her hands, swaying with every thundering step she took. The tread of her shoes against the linoleum echoed out, broken by a squeak when she made a turn up ahead.
You pursued her at once, bobbing and weaving through numerous people – some bewildered, others cheering you on.
Her hair whipped around as she ran, flowing in the breeze with an elegance you would never understand.
"Last one there has to pay for dinner!" She teased, glancing over her shoulder at you.
"You're going down!" You fired back, finally gaining on her.
“In your dreams!”
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Harvest House - Bar & Grille
“Stop sulking,” you playfully chided from across the table, not even looking up from your menu. It wasn't necessary, after all.
You could practically feel her pouting.
Handong rolled her eyes and sighed, fighting the smile that tried to work its way onto her face at the fact that you knew her so well.
She picked up her own menu and began to peruse it, comforted in a strange way by the gentle clanking of silverware and dishes that flowed throughout the restaurant. Much like your own, clusters of conversation hummed – little pockets of stories and adventures, softly recounted so as to not disrupt the others around them.
Your eyes eventually wandered back to her, simply unable to stay away for too long. They peered at her curiously, watching with adoration as she concentrated on choosing the perfect meal.
She felt you staring, and yet she stubbornly refused to look at you. It was her way of continuing to pout, and you knew it all too well.
“Dongie…”
“Hmm?” She hummed, not budging.
“Jagi…”
“Yes?” Her brow raised, and her head tilted up slightly. Not enough for her gaze to meet your own, though.
“I love you.”
There it was. That phrase that she could never not react to.
Your heart warmed as you witnessed an embarrassed tint of blush appear on her face, and the achingly sweet way her features softened as your words sunk in.
“I love you, too,” she murmured, finally peering over the top of her menu at you.
You smiled and placed a finger at the top of it, carefully tipping it down towards the table so you could see her better.
Outside lights fought one another for the chance to shine on her through the large front window that the two of you were seated beside. Every color of the rainbow gleamed, emitted from star-shaped bulbs strung up across the square.
In your peripheral, you could see the town's recently-placed Christmas tree standing tall on the other side of the street. People were taking pictures in front of it; some were large families, complete with a teen or two angstily brooding as they squeezed into the frame, and others were paired up or alone.
You turned your head briefly, glancing at them.
Their interactions were so adorably human that it brought you comfort. The patient way they waited in line for their turn in front of the tree was endearing – reminiscent of childhood as they peered up at its lights, growing excited at the sight. Parents readjusted their children's beanies and mittens, ensuring that they were well protected from the cold.
It was like a movie playing out right in front of you, reminding you of the true magic of the season. That's what it's all about.
Handong must've noticed the dreamy expression on your face, because her next words took you by surprise, making you blush.
"You're so beautiful it hurts, Y/N."
Your eyes widened in time with the upturn of your lips, and you shyly dipped your head down, avoiding her gaze.
She reached out for your hand across the table, taking it into her own with ease.
"Can I kiss you?"
A question once asked with trembling lips, during the youth of your relationship, now spoken with a sweet confidence and nonchalance that made you fall for her all over again.
It was a redundant question at best, when you so clearly would permit her to do anything she pleased. But, even still, it sent butterflies to your stomach.
You nodded, leaning forward enough to meet her halfway. She did the same without missing a beat, and before you knew it her lips were on yours.
Both of her hands came up to cup your cheeks, and she felt you grin at the change.
She didn't understand why, in that moment, but she would soon.
Inconspicuously, you retrieved something from your pocket.
As you kissed her again, making it count in the name of keeping her distracted, she felt something being wrapped and fastened around her left wrist. It was small and thin, lightweight against her skin.
Her brows furrowed lightly.
You pulled back after a moment with a knowing, anticipatory look on your face. The way it lit your features up made Handong’s heart skip a beat.
Curious, she peered down to catch a glimpse of what it was.
Polaris. A sterling silver, beautiful little bracelet with Polaris shimmering in the center.
"Turn it over," you instructed, still grinning.
She did as you said and found a personalized message engraved into the material.
"Everlasting Love", it read, written in Chinese characters.
Her lips parted in shock. "When did you…"
"A few days ago, when you went out with Gahyeon. She offered to help keep you distracted so you wouldn't find out."
"Y/N…" she sighed blissfully, shaking her head in disbelief. "How do you keep getting even more perfect?"
You smiled again, rolling your eyes.
"Shush," you tutted. "I'm just glad you like it."
"Jagi, I don't like it. I love it. This means the world to me; especially coming from you. Thank you."
She leaned forward to kiss you again, but this time her lips pressed to your cheek instead. She felt the heat there, exposing your shyness at her praise.
So precious.
Her own gift for you was practically burning a hole in the pocket of her coat by now, and she decided at once that it was time for you to receive it.
As she sat back and reached towards where the material hung across the back of her chair, you simply watched her with sweet curiosity.
You weren't expecting anything in return for the present.
You were clueless to her plan, and yet, that made it all the more special.
As she retrieved the box and held it out between you, finally opening it, you gasped quietly. A small treasure, discovered at last.
Her side of it peeked from beneath the cover of her shirt, daring to shimmer.
She carefully took it out of the box and held it up, watching it catch the lights around you.
"Now we'll always have a piece of each other, no matter where we are," she mused, linking it with her side.
As it clicked into place, her eyes met your own.
Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Gifts
2.) Physical Touch
3.) Quality Time
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Words of Affirmation
She spoils you every time the opportunity presents itself. CEO of Rich GF™ vibes. According to her, you deserve every single good thing that the world has to offer; so it’s really a no-brainer to her that you should be able to find something new wrapped up and waiting to be opened when you visit her. Anytime you mention needing or wanting something – even just offhandedly – she makes sure that it eventually ends up being yours.
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Yoohyeon
She loves it. There’s absolutely no doubt about it
We see how she is during interviews (always holding onto the members in some way and wanting to be near one of them), and that trait is no different when it comes to you
She always wants to be connected in some way, whether that's holding hands, linking pinkies or arms when you're walking together, piggyback rides, back hugs, etc.
Honestly she’s just as affectionate as you
She hates being away from you. She lives for your touches and kisses
And just your presence in general, really. She’s totally whipped for you
Being held by you always comforts her
And anytime you kiss her forehead or cheek? *earth-shattering squeal*
Hides her face in the crook of your neck when she gets shy
Despite her tendency to get embarrassed, she never turns down PDA from you. She enjoys the sentiment behind you letting everyone know that she’s yours (as if they had any doubts, with the way she was practically tethered to you at all times)
She sneaks into your bed when she can’t sleep
If that’s not an option, she’ll call you on the phone to hear your voice (and she ends up falling asleep with you still on the other end like 99% of the time)
“No, baby, I’m still awake."
{...}
*snoring*
You're her partner in crime. The girls lowkey tease you for it and say you're joined at the hip
Whenever Sua ends up chasing her around she always runs to you, seeking safety in your arms. You take your duties as a human shield very serious
Sometimes you team up with her enemy, though, and the three of you end up fighting and wrestling like a bunch of five year olds. She acts betrayed, but once a truce is called she’s in your arms again in less than a second
Tours are honestly difficult for both of you, for a multitude of reasons. But in particular, Yoohyeon gets grumpy when she goes an extended amount of time without proper cuddling from you. The members offer themselves up to fill in and keep WWIII from breaking out, but she swears up and down that they simply can’t compare
So, anytime you’re reunited after time apart, expect to be tackled to the ground or go careening into the nearest piece of furniture as she clumsily flings herself at you
She loves lazy days with you. Laying around and just relaxing together is one of her favorite pastimes
She usually acts childish and whines whenever you pull away, even if it’s just to go to the restroom or something
Anytime she decides to start gaming, you wait on standby…
…and when she eventually loses a match, you're there to hug her and make it all better
She swears up and down that you're her good luck charm. So most of the time you end up sitting at her side and watching as she plays
You’re her number one fan
And she’s yours, always and forever
Story Snippet
DC Dorm – 11:49 PM
A brochure suddenly smacked against your face, opened to a glossy middle page as Yoohyeon's body collapsed onto yours in a heap.
She had run from her bed to the living room, unable to keep her recent discovery to herself.
"Can I help you?" You asked sarcastically, cradling your sore nose.
She pushed herself up into a sitting position and apologized for her clumsiness at once.
After you forgave her, she flipped back to the announcement she'd seen in the booklet.
It read:
"Thundering Heights Amusement Park – Grand Opening: July 7th"
An address was listed at the bottom of the page, and you realized it was just outside of the city. Maybe a twenty minute drive or so at most.
"Will you go with me?" She asked, hope shining in her dark eyes. They almost twinkled, like a kid's on Christmas. "It looks like so much fun."
You pretended to debate for a moment, enjoying the tease. She tugged at your shirt, pouting as you made her wait.
"Sure, jagi. I'd love to–”
She tackled you down onto the loveseat and peppered hundreds of kisses across your face, her hands cupping your cheeks to keep you in place for her onslaught.
"Thank…" kiss, "you," kiss kiss, "baby." Kiss kiss kiss.
You giggled and squirmed a little beneath her, taking the affection as it came.
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Opening Day
As usual, she was right.
The day was off to a great start by all accounts, and you were convinced you had never smiled as much in your entire life as you had that morning.
The sun was out, providing plenty of pretty views for you to admire together as you walked your way through the park. It livened up everything that it touched – made the trees’ green leaves a little more vibrant, the flowers a little brighter. The warmth of it wrapped around you like a hug, settling into the fibers of your clothes and staying put.
An occasional breeze blew in, mild yet so necessary as it balanced out that heat. It lifted the ends of Yoohyeon's hair, caressing them gently as she took in all of the sights around her. You walked beside her in tandem, simply admiring her. Admittedly, nothing else managed to capture your attention in the way that she did.
She caught you staring on more than one occasion and shyly scolded you each and every time, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. If there was one thing you’re sure of in life, it’s that she was created to be adored. Plain and simple.
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Later
“Let’s go again!” She bellowed, jumping around on her sneaker-clad feet. Adrenaline coursed through her, making her jittery from residual excitement.
Much the opposite, you were bent over the nearest railing, just outside of the exit for the ride. Your stomach churned, deciding on whether or not it wanted to upturn itself.
“I can’t,” you groaned, holding your head. “I need something to drink first. And an hour long break.”
She tsked at you disappointedly, but appeared at your side a few seconds later nonetheless. Her hand rubbed the small of your back in soothing circles, easing you through your queasy-ness.
Once it subsided, you uprighted yourself and looked at her. Something behind you caught her eye, and when she met your gaze again a small smile tugged at her lips.
“I know just the thing to make you feel better.” She booped your nose lovingly, reaching down to grab your hand and tug you along for the millionth time today.
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15 Minutes Later
A sunhat rested atop your head, its brim droopy to block out the now-harsh rays that the Sun had to offer. The strap beneath your chin was pulled tight to ensure it didn’t fall off or blow away. You felt like you looked ridiculous, but she had insisted that you wear it.
…so you did.
You held a mini handheld fan up in front of your face, listening to the quiet brrr of its motor as it worked hard to cool you down.
Yoohyeon stood in front of a slushy stand in the middle of the park’s food court, where she had just ordered and paid for your drinks. Two workers were inside, doing their best to keep things running smoothly.
After another minute or so, one of them handed the refreshments over to her, smiling kindly and thanking her once more. She reciprocated and left, quickly returning to your side.
“Here you go,” she chirped, handing over your favorite flavor. “They’re nice and cold.”
“Phew,” you sighed, relieved. “I was worried they might’ve gotten hot on the way over. You know, since they’re made of ice.”
She smacked your shoulder in retaliation to your sarcasm.
“Yah! Don’t act like I won’t eat yours, too.” She pointed a finger at you, jabbing you in the chest a couple times to solidify her point.
“Ouch, tough crowd,” you feigned hurt, putting a hand atop the impact zones and rubbing the ache away.
Though she fought hard, she couldn’t entirely conceal the grin on her face. So instead she busied her lips with her straw, drawing it between them to take a long sip.
You mirrored her actions, appreciating the fact that she knew and remembered your favorite order. It made you fall for her a little more, though you didn’t see how that was humanly possible.
Content and now more energized, the two of you fell in step again. Yoohyeon began to discuss the next section of rides for you to conquer, and what the quickest route to get there was. She babbled rapidly – far too fast for you to keep up – so you opted to just smile and nod, still sipping on your drink.
You both knew you’d follow her wherever she went and do whatever she asked of you regardlessly, and you were aware that her ranting kept her happy.
So you threw in the occasional “Oh, really?” and “No way!” to keep her going. It worked; eagerly, she continued.
The happy moment was soon cut short, however, as life suddenly took on a cinematic, almost slow-motion haze right before your very eyes.
Yoohyeon turned to look over at you, meaning to tell you that the trolley was your best bet at making it across the park in a timely manner, when you both rounded an ill-fated corner.
A welcome sign was propped in front of a shop's side door, directly in her path.
Before you had ample time to react and stop her, she ran into it, tripping and being sent through the air before subsequently landing on top of the now-toppled sign with a harsh clack. The puppy-ear headband she had on jolted, its two brightly colored springs bouncing in opposite directions after colliding with one another. Her cup fell from her hand, too, getting crushed in the process.
You winced, tensing up instinctively. Oh no. She'd surely die of embarrassment. You could see the beginning stages of it unfolding as she hid her face, already blushing profusely.
So, thinking on your feet, you knew you had to act fast to prevent her demise. If you could stand in the way of her arrival at an early grave, you planned to do it. One rule that you live by played in your head: you're in it together. Where she goes, you go.
Including the ground, apparently.
Without hesitation, you rocketed yourself forward, tripping yourself over your own foot and sending yourself crashing to the pavement that waited below.
The slushie in your hand exploded upon impact, erupting into a fruity blitz that shot off in a hundred different directions. Some got on you as well, immediately trying its hand at staining the fabric of your shirt. Your fan dinked off the ground, too, getting scuffed up as its motor came to a sputtering stop.
Your hat jostled, no longer sitting in its proper place.
"Oww!" You shouted, both a little over-dramatic and real. Though the cause itself may have been intentional, the fall definitely didn't get the memo. The front of your body ached, having absorbed the shock first and taken the brunt of the damage.
"Who puts a sign in a place like that?!" You lamented.
You rolled over, squinting as the blazing sun shined down on you. You squirmed a little, still suffering from having the wind knocked out of you.
Yoohyeon groaned and pushed herself up into a sitting position at your side. She peered over at you, concerned, but your antics told her that you would be okay. After all, if you had hurt yourself too badly you wouldn't have been able to yell like that.
But making such a spectacle of yourself had clearly worked, because the people passing by all looked at you, rather than her. Their attention was successfully drawn away, and you smiled. At least the pain wasn't for nothing.
"Are you alright, jagi?" You asked her, turning your head to gaze up at her.
She scooted forward and put a hand up, shielding your eyes from the Sun in lieu of your hat. The shadow she created held the light at bay, allowing you to stop squinting.
"My ego's dead, but other than that, yes."
“Good.” You said, relieved. “Wait– not good about the ego thing! I- You know what I mean.”
She chuckled at that, though the sound eventually morphed into a soft grunt of pain. Happy pain, though. The kind that you feel later on down the road and recall the memories of.
“And you?” She asked. “Is my knight in shining armor going to live?”
You nodded, winking at her. “I think I’ll pull through.”
“Good,” she reused your word. “Because if we’re gonna make it through the rest of the park today, we need to get a move on.” She glanced down at her watch quickly. “We should have enough time to get a replacement slushie…” she eyed both of your previous ones, where they laid nearby. With haste, she leaned over to grab their trashed containers, “...and then catch the trolley. But we’ve got to hurry.”
You sighed defeatedly as she sprang up and dusted herself off, like nothing had happened. It was a good quality to have, though, for someone as clumsy as her. She balanced herself out. Uncoordinated yet resilient. It was almost poetic.
What wasn’t poetic, though, was the unceremonious way she hauled you up to your feet, all in one motion.
You barely had a second to catch your breath, or wheeze, or curse into the afternoon air before she was pulling you along at the speed of light again, all of her embarrassment forgotten and instead replaced with excitement once more.
Her “Receiving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Words of Affirmation
3.) Quality Time
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Gifts
Yoohyeon is prone to embarrass herself, and her insecurities sometimes tend to show themselves as a result. She also has an unfortunate habit of overthinking; but a simple and easy way to remedy that at any given moment is through physical touch and sweet words of reassurance. They never fail to comfort her and restore that confidence that you love so much.
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Dami
Dami isn't always the biggest fan of physical touch, but she makes an exception for you
She's grown quite fond of your ways of showing love
Especially because you respect her boundaries and don't overload her with it all of the time
The girls jokingly complain about the fact that your affection never gets rejected by her like theirs does sometimes
You're usually the one to initiate things, but she also surprises you sometimes by beating you to it
You l o v e when she does that because it just shows that she's willing to step outside of her comfort zone to convey her feelings for you
She usually gives you back hugs and puts her head on your shoulder
Slips in little touches throughout the day
Also loves to hold your hand
If it's chilly out and she notices your hands are cold, she'll slip one of her heating packs into them without you even having to ask
Piggy back rides
Lets you poke her cheeks and toy with them
She bought a pair of touch lamps for the both of you, so when she’s away and missing you she can touch hers and yours will light up. It’s a subtle reminder that she loves you and that you’re on her mind
Gives you her jacket when it’s cold out and holds the door for you
You've made her more comfortable with physicality, honestly, and she finds herself missing it when your schedules keep you away from each other
If you get overcome with emotion and give her a spontaneous kiss or cuddle, she ends up blushing every time, without fail
Sometimes she becomes the clingy one and wraps you up in her arms, not letting you go until she’s satisfied
“Let’s stay just like this, jagi.”
Soft hours
But any other time, when it’s you who’s being clingy, it’s really endearing to her to see you visibly waiting to touch her and attack her with a flurry of affection. You hold back long enough to get permission, but the second that she gives you the green light you’re basically pouncing on her
Whenever she reads, she invites you to snuggle up with her. She typically ends up absentmindedly toying with your hair, or stroking your arm, or pressing a few kisses to the top of your head, too
Just like her, her love is subtle and quiet most of the time. But it’s endless, and it’s always there
She loves you to the moon and back and is willing to do just about anything to see you smile
Story Snippet
DC Dorm – Dami's Room
Snowflakes fell outside in droves, heavy and thick as they added to the masses that had already accumulated on the ground over the past few hours. Biting winds blasted by occasionally, reminding everyone of just how frigid it was. They caused a branch to knock into the window of Dami’s room, scraping it lightly.
Ever since your arrival in the afternoon, it had been like this; as you spent time gathered with the girls and enjoying yourself by the fireplace, nature had been gearing up for a full-blown blizzard.
Aware of this, they all insisted that you spend the night at the dorm and just return home once the conditions were safer.
It didn't take much to convince you, truth be told. Their company was far too enjoyable to turn down, and you didn’t have any desire to head back to your empty apartment anytime soon, anyway.
So now, in the wake of a movie-marathon, multiple games of drunken charades, and escaping the tight clutch of a sleeping Sua, you stood in front of Dami's dresser, bent at the waist as you sifted through the drawer that she had directed you to.
Through the speakers of her phone, a soft piano melody ambled out, basking the room in a comfortable, easy-going ambience.
"Pick whichever one you want, baby," she called, glancing up briefly from her book as she flipped the page she had just finished. The texture of it – a little rough, unsmoothed – made a scratching sound as it rubbed against the one behind it.
"Really? Even the–"
"Yes, Y/N/N, even that one." She interrupted, amused. "I washed it yesterday because I figured you'd want to wear it." You could hear the grin in her words.
Eagerly, you continued searching through the hoodies until you finally found the one you were after. It held a title unlike any other. None of the rest even held a candle to it.
Why was it so special?
Because you bought it for her during a birthday trip last year, and it was the coziest thing in existence.
Oh, and it was also panda themed. Dami in hoodie form.
With a triumphant smile, you unfolded it and thrust it up into the air, showing it off. Dami watched from the bed, smiling softly to herself at the cute sight.
You slipped it over your head and pulled it down across your body, allowing the cozy material to engulf you. Two rounded ears sat atop the hood, and they bounced lightly when you tugged it up onto your head. The grin on your face deepened when you reached up to feel their fluffiness.
“You’re so cute,” she mused, far too interested in you to pay attention to her book anymore. Her finger rested between its pages, keeping her place marked as she openly admired you.
“Yah,” you scolded softly, lacking malice. You could feel your cheeks and ears warming up as a result of her compliment, and it made you shy.
“Thank you,” you added quietly, glancing away.
She bit her lip and shook her head, completely enamored. How could a person be so adorable?
“Come here,” she commanded, when she noticed you playing with the ends of the sleeves mindlessly. The inconspicuous (yet totally obvious) way you peeked back at her let her know that you wanted to be closer.
Hope shined in your eyes as you padded over like a puppy, and when she tossed her book to the end of the bed and filled her hands with you instead, you nearly swooned. She tugged you in by the waist, sending you sideways onto the bed.
A second later, she was hovering over top of you; her soft hair cascaded down around the two of you, blocking out the rest of the world like a privacy curtain. You met her dark eyes briefly, highlighted by the bits of lamplight that peeked through, shining on the two of you. But her gaze soon dropped lower, landing on your mouth – which she’d been dying to feel against her own all day.
“I’m so happy you’re here,” she admitted, before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. It was sweet and warm, just like her. “You made today so fun.”
“Yeah?” You grinned lazily, basking in the warmth that her body radiated. “I’d have to say that you made the day fun,” you opposed. “I mean, come on; when you saved us from losing that third round of charades with your last-second guess? That was gold.”
She nodded, pursing her lips as she recalled that victorious moment. “You do have a point there…”
“Or when you saved Jiu from getting whacked by a blindfolded Yoohyeon during our ‘What’s In The Box’ game? That deserved some kind of award.”
Her features pulled into a grimace at the memory. “I don’t know if she would’ve recovered, honestly. What do you think? Concussion? Short coma?”
Your hands trailed up to the back of her neck and gently settled there – fingers interlocking as you took a second to consider her question. She shivered slightly at the sensation, nearly tickled when you absentmindedly toyed with the baby hairs at her nape.
“Mmm, definitely a concussion,” you frowned, feigning seriousness until the sudden sound of Dami’s laughter cut through the quiet, bringing out your own.
She rested her forehead against yours as your combined giggles filled the air, completely and utterly happy. They were genuine and natural – a little sleepy, a little unpolished – and that warmed your heart.
Seeing her like that made you fall that much more in love. She shined brighter than moonlight, starlight, sunlight – all of it. You wanted to stay wrapped within the bounds of this perfect moment forever.
“I mean it, though,” she affirmed softly, like some kind of shy confession finally given voice to, once your laughter died down into quiet chuckles. "Things wouldn't have been the same without you here."
Yet another one of her ways of saying ‘I love you’ without actually uttering the words.
“I know,” you nodded, brushing the tip of your nose against hers a few times. You could feel her melt into you at the contact.
“I love you, too.”
Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Acts of Service
2.) Quality Time
3.) Words of Affirmation
4.) Gifts
5.) Physical Touch
What she struggles to show physically, she makes up for in other ways. She’ll do favors, dote on you without you even having to ask, make you food if you’re hungry, leave encouraging post-it notes on your things if you’re in need of reassurance and support… the list is endless. It’s how she shows all of the love she has for you; she’s a fantastic listener and always pays close attention to you, and she thinks it’s easier and more convenient to demonstrate her love this way. The little things mean everything to her.
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Gahyeon
Enjoys it a lot. Your presence alone is comforting to her, so she’s really happy to have you nearby
When you link your arm through hers and cuddle into her side, she falls a little more in love with you. She does it to you often, too
Whenever you kiss her in front of the girls, she tends to get shy. (Mainly because of their relentless teasing). But she never turns you down
She loves having your attention on her.
And she'll pout in order to get it
Like Sua, she tends to get a little loud and aggressive with her love
Will literally whine and cover her eyes when you walk into the room because she says you look too good for her to handle
She loves to sit on your lap (and have you sit on hers as well)
Puts her head on your shoulder a lot
Holds onto the end of your sleeve and tugs it when she wants your attention
She lets you play with her hair and style it however you want
One time you managed to make it defy gravity, and she still hasn't lived that down at the dorm. The girls said she looked like an alien
Whenever you’re just lounging around together and scrolling on your phones, you both still like to be connected in some way. So she’ll usually pull your legs across her lap, or even lay between them. (It makes it even easier for her to show you something interesting or funny that she stumbles across)
She knows she can get her way with you really easily because you’re a total pushover for her. All she has to do is pout or give you a kiss and you’re like putty in her hands
That’s one of her favorite traits about you. Both because she thinks it’s adorable, and also because she can exploit it (big brain Gahyeon)
“Pretty please? I promise to buy you more candy in the morning if you just let me have this last one now.”
{......}
"...or we can share it, if you'd rather."
You make her feel powerful and important, and that’s priceless to her
She loves when you get protective over her. There’s something about that side of you in particular that really does something to her
Whenever she’s busy or away on tour, expect lots of pictures and videos from her at odd hours. The time difference doesn’t stop her from messaging you when she can
Also, sleepy voice messages when she’s laying awake and having trouble sleeping
Whenever you reunite, she’s yelling and running into your waiting arms
Story Snippet
“Yah, how much longer are we going to be out here?” Gahyeon whined, her breath turning white in the chilly atmosphere that surrounded the eight of you. It floated away gently, catching her attention for a brief second as she lagged behind everyone else.
Exploring the city and shopping had gotten boring for her about two hours ago, and quite frankly she was over it at this point.
Heading the group with Jiu, you stopped and turned around to look at her. The brochure in your hands lowered, no longer your top priority.
“What’s wrong, Gah?”
She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she scuffed the bottom of her shoe against the ground, twisting it into a rut that existed in the weathered cobblestone. Her hands flexed into fists at her sides, toying with the handles of the shopping bags that were nestled against her palms.
“I’m cold,” she finally said, voice small as a pout played on her lips. She looked away when everyone’s attention fell to her. Admittedly, she felt a little childish for making everyone stop. The weather was simply starting to get to her, and she was tired.
But being the maknae meant she had every right to be babied, after all, so she didn’t feel too guilty.
You rolled your eyes and smiled softly, shaking your head. “Jiu, will you take over? Let’s go to that restaurant I showed you earlier.”
“The historic one?” She asked, clarifying.
You nodded. “It used to be a royal building, so it’s pretty massive. And there’s a fireplace there fit to match, so…” you trailed off, glancing again at Gahyeon. Her pout deepened a little at you, exaggerating.
“Sounds great,” Jiu smiled warmly. “Let’s get going.”
The girls all resumed their walking after that, conversing with one another and taking in the surrounding sights of the city as Jiu flipped open to the brochure’s walking map and led the way. You let them pass you, waiting for Gahyeon to catch up.
Her nose was red, and the fuzzy muffs on her ears had fallen from their proper place. Her shoulders sagged dramatically, making her look truly spent.
You had to bite back a laugh.
“Here, baby,” you offered, reaching out to take the bags from her. She gave them without any further prompting, and you quickly slid them onto your arms, allowing them to rest in the crook of your elbow. You resituated her earmuffs next, and pressed a small kiss to the tip of her chilly nose.
“Better?”
Her head shook in protest, stumping you.
“Not yet.”
She stepped forward, just a breath away, and slipped her hands into the pockets of your hoodie. They balled in the material and tugged you closer, nearly making you stumble into her at the unexpected action.
“Let’s stay like this, just for a second. Let me warm up a bit,” she smiled mischievously, leaning in enough to brush her nose with yours. Her fingers wrapped around the warmers that were tucked away in your pockets, reveling in the soothing heat that they provided.
You reached in, too, covering her delicate hands so that the cold didn’t have a chance to touch them. She hummed happily, tilting her head to the side to press a thankful kiss to your lips. She giggled quietly against them, pleased to have gotten her way.
The night sky was bright above you, illuminated by the moon as it showered down its speckled starlight in a way that seemed intimate, like it was meant just for the two of you. Your own personal glimpse of the cosmos. It provided comfort, reminding you of home. Of all of those late nights in Korea, when you would sneak outside with Gahyeon for some fresh air, talking about any and everything your sleepy minds could come up with until the delirium set in and you had to amble your way back up to bed.
Even here and now, in a foreign country that seemed lightyears away from that place, shimmers of those moments could be found. They gleamed in Gahyeon’s sweet eyes – hundreds of potential experiences and conversations just waiting to happen. It was meaningful, to say the least, and you were beyond happy that fate had allowed you to be here with all of them.
You kissed her cheek before pulling away enough to look at her.
“I love you–”
“I love you–”
Both of you laughed together at the coincidence, your shoulders lifting and falling lightly. The smile on her face was precious, reminiscent of a fox’s. You studied her for a moment, just taking her in and committing everything to memory.
“We should probably get going,” she said, still grinning, though she made no move to actually leave. Her gaze dropped to your lips, lingering there for a beat before raising to your own again. You felt the subtle way her fingers tightened against the warmers, attempting to be inconspicuous.
It was almost comical how bad she was at hiding her feelings for you.
“Yeah,” you agreed, settling closer, teasing her.
She looked around, peeking over your shoulder before craning her body left and right to make sure the coast was clear. Once she was satisfied, she pulled your hood over your head and leaned in, sealing her lips against yours.
Beneath the cover that your thick hood provided, she did as she pleased. Taking her time, savoring the rare chance she got to be alone with you like this. She was a mix of sensations – from her blushing, warm cheeks, to her chilly lips that slid against your own, never wanting to part. The entirety of the embrace was perfect; you couldn’t have asked for anything better.
“We really should get going, though,” you chuckled, resting your forehead against hers once you’d parted for air. “They’ve probably already made it there by now.”
“Fine,” she sighed, feigning annoyance again. “You’re right. But I’m taking this,” she declared, stealing one of your warmers.
She pulled away, turning to stand at your side so you could walk next to one another. “We can share this one,” she resolved, keeping her other hand in your other pocket, where it was still cradled in your own.
You sighed as well, mimicking her. “Fine.”
To smooth things over in the wake of her crime, she cuddled up against your side and laid her head on your shoulder as she pulled you along. The soft crunch of your shoes against the cobblestone street resounded, announcing your journey forward.
“Thank you, babe.” She said quietly, serious now. “For everything.”
“Anything for you,” you quipped with a small smile, watching as your sweet assurance turned white in the air and surrendered itself to the universe.
Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Gifts
2.) Physical Touch
3.) Quality Time
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Acts of Service
She feels responsible and accomplished when she can spoil you and buy you the things that you want. There’s nothing quite like watching the smile grow on your face as you open up presents from her. She’s not afraid to go all out, either.
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Dreamcatcher Masterlist
(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut
Kim Minji:
- I promise (af)
Kim Bora:
Nothing yet...
Lee Siyeon:
Nothing yet...
Handong:
Nothing yet...
Kim Yoohyeon:
- Never (af)
Lee Yubin:
Nothing yet...
Lee Gahyeon:
Nothing yet...
OT7:
- Always there (af)
- Our turn (f)
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Dreamcatcher Going to Pride with their Girlfriend Would Include...
Happy Pride month ya’ll! There will be more Dreamcatcher content soon! Also! Let me know if you’d like to see any individual fics based on this concept with any of the members. Hope ya’ll enjoy!
JiU/Minji
•She’d be so excited and happy for not only you but also the people around you who are enjoying pride and the festivities as well. Will be holding your hand the entire time, smiling and rubbing your back if you’re nervous.
• So much laughter and corny jokes from her than usual. While painting your face in glitter along with whatever color of flag you identify with/represent she showers you in compliments. With a dash of punny jokes
• “Y/N? Why is your hair so gorgeous? Such a mane right?”
“Thank you Ji. But why mane?”
“Cause looking at you and it makes me so prideful.”
• Minji would get so many stares and compliments from other gays, so much so that you’d get a bit jealous. It wasn’t just because of her beauty but of how friendly and open she was with them. Of course Minji told them she was happily taken, all the while taking you by the hand or waist, introducing you to them as your girlfriend.
• She’s mesmerized by the floats and would most definitely drag you to a drag show (lol).
• Would kiki with all the drag queens/kings as if they were friends for years and tip the extremely well.
• Kisses you whenever you both have moments to yourselves, thanking you for bringing her along and for having such love in her but also in your own self to celebrate this.
SuA/Bora
• She is the one who suggested ya’ll go to pride together, would not stop talking about it until the day of.
• Dresses up with you, always wanting to match. The only differences would be the glitter Bora threw across her chest and around her cheeks. She also gave you a bit of glitter too in trade for some affection.
• Bora dances everywhere and with anyone at pride, you always have to be a hype-woman or mediator for each and every dance battle your girlfriend participates in.
• She also hypes up everyone who’s on a float, especially the drag queens/kings. Minji kiki-ed with them too but oh boy Bora is on a completely different level.
• Waves yours and her own flag respectively and if you’re shy about it, she just screams and hypes you up even more.
• Since it is pride, her affection and touching goes up a bunch as well. Kisses you every chance she gets for photos and just because she loves you.
“I’m so glad I’m able to celebrate this with you baby. Now how many kisses can I give you till my lipstick stays on your face!”
Siyeon
• Siyeon tagged along with you but would be adorably confused.
• Of course she’d be happy to be there but you’re going to have to explain some things to her. Once she learns however, she’s all smiles, winks and finger guns--mostly at you.
•Another hottie folks can’t stop and flirt with but of course Siyeon is all about you and only you.
• Will get so lost if you both go your separate ways, trying to find a band to watch or just something fun to do. Stumbles upon you in a line to get food, wide eyed, asking where you got that funnel cake from.
• Loves just being in your presence having fun: arm around your shoulders while calling you gorgeous. She’s the cool girlfriend who’s always in your corner, urging you to try new things especially if it shows how much you love being/ expressing yourself
•Really wants to kiss you in front of the largest gay flag possible.
“Just one kiss, please? Don’t be scared, baby! We’re in a safe place.”
Cheers so loudly when she gets you to do it more than once.
Handong
• Handong would be a bit shy in asking you to pride because I feel like she’s a person who’d like to keep her love private and to herself and her girlfriend.
• Loves seeing you happy and gush over pride so she asked if you wanted to go to the parade a few towns over. She came to you a bit sheepish, worrying you to death.
“Is everything OK, Dongie?”
“Yeah, I was just wondering if you wanted to go somewhere that would be special for the both of us?”
“And where would that be?”
• Takes you on a road-trip doesn’t tell you where until you witness the floats, rainbows, hand-holding and overall people having a grand time.
• Laughs so hard at your reaction, most likely will record it for herself and memories sake.
•Let’s you take the lead on activities, but will always ask if you’re having a good time. She smiles back and answers cheekily that she’s with the woman she loves in a safe space, of course she’s happy.
•Gives you kisses when you aren’t looking and especially when it looks like you’re paying attention to a float or at a drag show.
“Hey, Y/N? Who’s that queen again?”
“Hmm? Oh that’s Mx. Sux A Lot. Why--”
Handong kisses your jaw swiftly prior to pulling away with an innocent smile.
“No reason.”
Yoohyeon
• Yoohyeon is literally volunteering at ya’lls local pride event. Asked you if you were going to come eagerly, saying she helped organize it and all. She thought she was so smooth but half the time she came across as corny.
“So babe, I know we’ve been girlfriends for a few years but would you let me take you to pride? I got plenty of pride and love for you babygirl.”
“...”
“Please say yes.”
• Of course Yoohyeon shows you off to all the other volunteers and her friends alike, introducing you as your girlfriend and taking you to all the events with so much enthusiasm.
• Takes you to each and every event to include some history behind it while holding your hand and pulling you close
• Sua may be the main one dancing, but Yoohyeon also doesn’t mind dancing either, especially with you. May not may not twerk on you when and/if she gets a few drinks in her
•You have to take her home regardless and either way she clings to you for dear life, telling you how much she loves you.
“You’re too good to me! I love you so much! You’re the best girlfriend ever!” she cried into your neck.
Dami/Yubin
• Yubin always wanted to go to pride with you but like Handong was a bit nervous to ask, most likely due to how much it meant to you and she didn’t want to just make it seem like a plain date.
• Makes it special by helping you pick your outfit and giggling over what would look more or less gay. (Ya’ll went with more gay oki)
• More giggling would ensue when you finally get to the festival and embraced by the amount of love and acceptance. Yubin will not stop smiling and will be totally 1000 percent goofy. More goofy than usual.
• Like with Minji, other gays will attempt to flirt with her and get her number and of course Yubin declines politely while bringing you into the convo or just stepping away entirely.
• She just wants to be with you either hand in hand or just beside you in any way.
•Gets extremely flustered when meeting yall’s favorite drag queens, freezing up by just being around them. Nudges you when you suggest the both of you try out drag yourselves.
“Would we even look as good as them?”
“Of course we would Yubie! Now what would our drag names be?”
Gahyeon
• Gahyeon got more interested about pride after hearing it from Yoohyeon and really wanted to impress you by bringing you.
• Would gear you up on the trip there by jamming to a sapphic playlist she cultivated herself, looking proud while driving and holding your hand.
“Oh my God Gahyeon you put Janet Jackson on here too?”
“Yeah babe. She’s a queer icon in her own right, I did more research and I know how much you love her.”
• At the festival Gahyeon is all about the floats and the community aspect of pride. She’s all about the colors and just prancing around with you by her side wrapped in your flags, flanked by other people.
• Gahyeon is all smiles, very child-like just wanting to be with you and rush around like pride was your own personal playground (im sorry lol)
•Always has heart eyes when looking at you explain some historical context of a certain event or you just dancing and having fun.
• Like Sua, she can also get loud when cheering in general.
•Will side eye and cuss out homophobes who try to encroach on the festivities. All the ladies will but Gahyeon will personally go over to have some choice words. Or actions.
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DREAMCATCHER reaction to falling for 8th member
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: hello! could i request a dreamcatcher reaction to how they realised they've fallen for 8th member reader, and how they would react to it? thank u :3
A/N: it's a bit different from my other reactions but i still hope you'll like it!!
Jiu
Understanding her feelings for you came to Minji really hard. As the leader of the group, she was very care taking and always made sure her members didn’t lack anything. To her, there was never need to question her actions towards you. Minji simply played her role as mother of the group. Actually, it was Sua that made her realize that she tended to look and smile at you a little longer. For that Minji was grateful, it helped her to put pieces together.
She knew what she had to do next. Hiding or suppressing her feelings would be harmful for the whole group so she was determined to confess and just be honest with you. You deserved it.
Minji did a lot of overthinking but despite that she knew that whatever your answer would be, she'd accept and respect it like the mature woman she was. She only hoped that you won't feel weird around her from then on.
“Y/N, I don’t ever want to loose what we have, but I think I’m falling for you and you should know that.”
Sua
Drinking together was always one of favorite moments for Bora. This time it was just the two of you since the other members had scheudles early in the morning and prefered to get some more rest. Bora could feel that she was already drunk although because of tiredness she didn't feel like anything else but cuddling you on the couch. It was more than enough for her, only with you she could feel calm and relaxed. Dancing or joking around as usual was pretty fun, yet she learnt to cherish these quiet moments with you just as much.
She glanced at your red cheeks, you've drank almost as much as she did and she found it so cute that you wanted to keep up her pace. Then her eyes wandered to your closed eyes although she knew you weren't asleep yet.
Lastly, Bora looked at your lips. That's when she realized how badly she wanted to taste them. You wouldn't mind, she thought before closing the gap between you two.
"Sorry, I just really had to kiss you right now."
Siyeon
When Siyeon proposed going shopping, there was no way you'd refuse. You loved spending time with her and in fact were looking for a new dress to buy which is how you found yourselves in a nice dressing room. Siyeon was sitting on a chair when you were trying the dress on. It was nothing new, as you all lived together and saw each other in many different forms.
Once you were analyzing how the dress looked on you, you turned your head around to ask for her opinion.
"I liked it more off of you." She said it so casually yet both your and her eyes went wide at her sudden comment. "I-I mean it is pretty but maybe not that color."
You giggled at that typical for her behaviour, your cheeks a little warm. Little did you know that the moment you left to get another color, Siyeon was deeply thinking about you and not in a way she used to, she didn't feel guilty though. She had a hunch that maybe you liked her too.
It was only a matter of time until she'll talk to you about your relationship.
Handong
It was raining heavily in Seoul which added more to Handong's upset mood. She woke up feeling homesick for the first time in a while. In fact she didn't know how to tell her members because they've only been like a real family and she didn't lack anything. So she preffered to stay in her bedroom the whole day, alone with her thoughts.
On the other hand, you already knew that something was up. You also knew that Dongie didn't really share what's on her mind which was why you gave her the space she needed. After a few hours of her not coming out you decided to order some of her favorite chinese food and surprise her. A soft knock on her door startled her, she turned her head from the window to see your hesitant form in the doorstep.
"Hey, I got some delicious food for you and me." Your kind smile was enough for her to feel better. And your thoughtfulness made her heart warm up again.
"Y/N, you're the sweetest. Come here." She felt her lips creating a genuine smile for the first time that day. Home didn't feel so far away anymore.
Yoohyeon
It was during a late night walk around the company building that you suggested, when Yoohyeon looked at you differently. The way you kept smiling and excitedly messing around made her forget about long hours of exhausting dance practice. The two of you took many pictures to remember such a great memory. She couldn’t stop laughing while looking at the photos before finally realizing that she cared about you so deeply. Probably more than about the other members which Yoohyeon actually hated to admit. Her thoughts must have been visible on her face since you suddenly adressed her with a small voice.
“Everything alright, Puppy?”
And your signature nickname for her. Even that made her heart race in the moment.
Yoohyeon took a look at your pretty eyes shining with concern and love. She smiled softly. Something told her that you'd never hurt her either way. One day she'll tell you how she feels. But not today.
"Yeah, everything's fine." No matter what would happen between you two, Yoohyeon was sure that she needed you in her life. Even if you remained just a friend.
Dami
Yubin liked to keep her distance, she needed some time before even opening up to her members, including you. Once she did though it became very clear that you’re the one she’s closest to. The two of you shared so many hobbies, composing was the thing that brought you two even closer if possible. Whenever Yubin saw you in the studio or listened to your angelic voice and creative ideas, she felt the happiest. You kept impressing her over and over again. Yubin quickly could tell that she liked you more than a friend. To confess her feelings she decided to do what she’s the best at. So she wrote a song.
“It’s incredible, Yubin. I can’t wait for Insomnias to hear it!” Your wide eyes were adorable but Yubin unfortunately had to cool down your enthusiasm.
“I’m sorry, Y/N but I made this one only for you.”
Her words confused you at first but after a moment you realized everything that she meant. Luckily you felt the same so for the rest of that studio session you kept cuddling and listening to her song on repeat.
Gahyeon
The youngest always has admired and supported you in whatever you came up with. When she realized that her love for you was a bit stronger than for a friend, Gahyeon felt a bit lost. As the maknae, she had a hard time trying to make you look at her differently since everyone else babied her. She did her best at flirting or showing you that she’s interested in you. Usually she got what she wanted and was the reason behind your blush nevertheless her insecurities got the best of her. Thankfully, her unnies kept telling her not to give up because they just felt it that in the end the two of you would end up together. As usual they were right and it only required Gahyeon to ask you out on a proper date where she finally confessed to you. `
“I’ve liked you since I can remember, Y/N. I was just afraid that you’ll always see me as a maknae.” She kept her gaze down unsure of herself again.
“Baby, I thought I was pretty obvious about my feelings for you.” You gently held her hand as a smile began to form on your face.
This time, she was the one blushing.
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Let's Change This Experience: Possession
A/N: Inspired by Audrey Rose, and this one's gonna be a chaptered mini series within this series
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