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It’s the day before the school festival and I find myself waking up in bed with my beloved blonde haired angel. Yes, Lucy Heartfilia is in my bed. Asleep and vulnerable to the whole world. But she’s alone with me, Natsu Dragneel. Her one and only secret stalker and one true love. No one will question me on that and ruin my beautiful day or else I’ll have you dead.

Anyway, last night seemed like a blur. All I can remember was how Grandeen and Wendy pestered Lucy into staying with us. I kept quiet because I might voice out my inner desires and I wouldn’t want anyone to know about it. Igneel, dad, when he came home he hugged Lucy like his own daughter. I felt my blood boil.

Ridiculous at how it sounds but it did happen. It’s not my problem that my subconscious is blatantly marking Lucy on its own. Although even if my dad did try and annoy me with him hugging Lucy, he still paid me back with suggesting Lucy to sleep in my bed. While mom tried to protest against it Lucy herself agreed that it was a good idea. Maybe she thought that I was too dumb to try anything on her.

So yeah we’re back here to my lovely morning where I’m watching Lucy sleep. She’s really gorgeous. I want her to be officially mine already. But what’s stopping me you ask? Well, myself. Don’t get me wrong, I need and want to tell the whole world that Lucy is mine but I need to have the right mood to do that.

Like the ones that are seen in movies or other shows when the girl is in a dire situation and ends up getting traumatized and practically relies on a person she really trusts. I want Lucy to be vulnerable enough to fully succumb to me. And no I’m not sick at all. Borderline morbid, maybe?

Sshh~ this is just between us, okay?

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As the sun continued to rise high in the sky, Natsu ventured in and out of sleep. The pink haired teen had a hard time deciding whether he was going to stay awake and watch Lucy or he goes back to sleep and continue to cuddle with the blonde. Either way, it was a win-win situation for him. Plus, he did notice that Lucy was a cuddler, just like him. He was thrilled at the finding.

The moment he tried to get up one time, Lucy groaned. He quickly did his business in the bathroom and came back to her. Instantly the scowl that marred her face disappeared. It seems like the blonde's body naturally seeks for the boy's presence. And with this simple experiment he did just prove that they were meant to be (well at least in Natsu's head).

In the end, Natsu blacked out and went back to sleep. Cuddling Lucy like his most prized possession.

Grandeen didn't have the heart to disturb their sleep earlier when she came to check up on them for breakfast. But, when she found them wrapped up and deep in sleep, she left them be. Of course not before she took a couple of photos of them.

Lucy, as much as her friends knew her was that she was an early bird. She was usually awake at around 7 or 8 in the morning. But, whenever she was at a sleepover with friends she was susceptible to wake up late. Since she was with Natsu, whose body heat was higher than normal. She was too comfortable to wake up, but her bladder was practically begging her.

Sneakily and quickly as possible she entangled her limbs around the sleeping teen and then rushed inside the bathroom. Her chocolate orbs found her birds of a hairs' nest in the mirror. Annoyed at how often she had ugly morning hair when she doesn't air it out hours before going to bed. Blow drying it didn't help her either, worst scenario was that her hair would get tangled in knots.

Last night, even if Natsu did offer to dry her hair for her, which was why she didn't remember falling asleep, and then ended up with a rat's nest. It wasn't the pink haired boy's fault. It was all on her because her hair sometimes had a mind of its own. It was very annoying. Typical girl problem.

As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, her eyes looked around for her phone. A soft smile appeared on her lips when she noticed it was on top of Natsu's bedside table, along with his own phone. Tapping it open, she read the time 9:43 A.M, a little late from her usual.

She sighed and stretched, awakening her sleeping muscles. Natsu's snores had her giggling. This was the first time she saw him sleeping since she was often in a sleepover with Levy and the rest of the girls in their circle of friends. Although whenever she was forced to sleep at the Dragneel's, she ended up sleeping with Wendy and Grandeen. Wendy because she always wanted to have an older sister and as for Grandeen she wanted to dot over the young girl that lacked parental affection, according to Natsu's stories.

Seeing a sleeping Natsu did wonders to her innocent mind. She'd always see him as a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, a bit on the wild side too for always getting into trouble. He was athletic and looked gorgeous whenever he played soccer. And yes Lucy did watch him play sometimes because he pleaded her to come watch his games. But, seeing him asleep and defenseless made her want to know more about him.

She wanted to know what secrets he was hiding from the people around him. Would he tell her if she asked? Or would she find out for herself? Would she be frightened or would she embrace it? Something about her pink haired friend pulled her attention to him. It was like she was spellbound.

"Are you trying to melt me or something?" A deep and rough voice that was still laced with sleep asked. "You can touch, Luce~ I won't bite."

Oh, he was definitely awake now. Lucy felt the blood rush to her cheeks, "P-pervert!" She accused, as she tried hitting him with a pillow.

Natsu chuckled as he avoided her hits, "What? You were staring too much that I woke up!"

"I wasn't staring!"

"Oh? So you were what?" He shot her a smirk, "Were you checking me out?"

"I wasn't doing that either!" She whined. Chucking the pillow in his face as she angrily sat on his bed. Her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk stuffed with acorns. "Meanie."

"I wonder what's inside that pretty little head of yours," He sighed. Deciding to act like a cat and seek some attention as he proceeded to rub his head against her back. "I want to look inside it one of these days."

"You won't get too silly~" Lucy giggled, turning around to face him. "Maybe you should freshen up and we head downstairs for breakfast?"

"...Okay."

Lucy found herself captivated by his eyes. With the sun's rays shining behind him, it looked darker, deep, and yet had this spark she couldn't name. "I'll wait for you okay, Natsu?"

Natsu nodded, still smiling at her and then hopped off of the bed and inside his bathroom. Lately, Lucy noticed that whenever Natsu smiled she would feel a weird thumping inside of her. She's been meaning to have a checkup done but would always chicken out when she neared the establishment. She wanted to know if she recently caught a disease or something. She didn't want to spread it to anyone else if it was contagious.

"His room didn't change at all..." The blonde murmured to herself. Her eyes taking in Natsu's familiar room. The smell of fresh campfire soothed her. The feel of his blanket under her, the way-

"You're not trying to go back to sleep are you?" The boy asked as he stood by the bathroom door. A towel in his hand as he dried his hair wearing nothing but his pajama pants, his shirt nowhere in sight. The water sliding down his chest, his sculptured abs and then disappeared beneath his clothes. Why does Natsu look so...

"I told you that you can touch me Lucy~" A smirk directed at her dazed form. He stalked towards her like a predator locked on his prey. "I won't mind."

"I-uhm...Brea- Happy?" Head tilting to the side, her eyes looked past her best friend to his blue furred cat that was padding his way to her. The cat's meowing stopped the advancing male from moving further.

"Since when were you outside buddy?" Natsu asked, watching the feline jump on the blonde's lap. Purring away once she started petting the feline. "I remember him sleeping with us last night."

"Maybe someone came inside while we were asleep?" Lucy suggested. Her lips tugging into a smile when Happy continued to purr like a lawnmower. "Should we get some breakfast?"

I was about to have you. "Yeah, come on Luce." He grinned as he grabbed her hand. They headed out of his room, Happy contented in Lucy's arms. While Natsu felt the prickling jealousy starting to bubble up inside him. He wanted to be in those arms too. To be hugged and enveloped in her warmth and smell her sweet, light fragrance.

"Well look who's finally up- had fun?" A boisterous voice asked. The teasing tone could clearly be heard by the pinked haired teen.

"Shut up old man!"

"Oh~ Someones grouchy!" Igneel continued to tease his son, pleased that he could still get under his skin. "I wonder why~"

"Stop teasing your son during breakfast dear."

"But it's so fun to see his face contort!" The older male whined at his wife. "Stop ruining my fun sweetheart."

Grandeen rolled her eyes at his childishness. Her dark orbs caught the young blonde's eyes. "How was your sleep Lucy dear? And what would like for breakfast?"

"Oh, I couldn't. I think I should head home now-"

"Nonsense! No one goes out of my house without eating breakfast first." Grandeen smiled at the blonde. "I hope Natsu didn't do anything to you to make you think of leaving first thing in the morning."

This time the blonde giggled, taking a seat beside her pink haired best friend that tugged her beside him. "He didn't do anything to me Grandeen, I just don't want to be an extra baggage for you guys."

The blue haired woman smiled at the blonde. Her heart melting for her. "You're never an extra baggage for us Lucy. We adore you and very much see you as part of our family."

"Yeah." Igneel squeezed in his own opinion. "You're always welcome here. In fact, we want you to live here with us!"

Eyes widening, cheeks turning pink, "I couldn't! I- uhh- maybe?" Lucy uttered, feeling the pressuring looks the three of them gave her.

"Great! I'll get you something to eat!" Grandeen declared as she proceeded to cook another batch of breakfast Lucy and her son.

Staring off into space, Lucy found the warm feeling bubbling up inside her. She wanted to know if her father would act like this. Was he even missing her?

"I told you they wanted you to live here," Natsu said, grinning at her. "Don't cry, Luce."

"I-I'm not..."

"Okay weirdo. What do you want to do after?"

"I want to take a bath-" Lucy started and then looked down at her clothes. "Go home and change and then maybe go to that bookshop Levy-chan was talking about."

"I'll come with," Natsu said as he stared hungrily at the food placed in front of him. "You can take a bath here and-"

"But I don't have other clothes with me!"

Natsu raised an eyebrow at her. "You can wear some of my clothes. After that, we can go to your apartment and then head over to that bookshop you said."

"But-"

"No 'buts'. Don't worry I'll take care of you." The pink haired teen said, smiling sweetly at her.

The blonde could feel a weird feeling bubble up inside of her. She wondered if this feeling was because she still hasn't gone for a check-up or due to something else.

"You do know that we're still here in the room right?" Igneel butted in when he saw the conflicted look cross over the blonde's face. His son looked completely pleased looking at the blonde but glared at him when he ruined their little bubble. Igneel knew that his son was utterly in love with the blonde since it was the same look he had years ago when he fell in love with his wife.

"All right, enough of the teasing game." Grandeen placed another bundle of breakfast for the family to eat. "It's time to eat."

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"Ne, Natsu?" The blonde pulled on his top, halting his steps. "Can I borrow some clothes?"

The boy in question stared at the girl in front of him. He watched the emotions swirling in her huge doe eyes he loved so much. "I'll look for some."

"Thank you!" She beamed up at the teen and then sauntered inside the bathroom inside his room.

When he was sure that she was taking a bath, he let out a sigh of frustration. "You're making it hard for me to control myself, Lucy."

The idea of her naked a few feet away from him was doing wonders to his mind and body. He knew what she looked like without clothes on. No, it wasn't because of him. It was their circle of friends that had the tendency to use her as their barbie doll. He liked it, but the idea of her completely rid of clothes was another thing. He could feel another set of his self-restraint on the verge of breaking. He wanted her.

The innocence he saw in her eyes earlier fueled his inner beast to conquer her. Natsu knew that Lucy didn't know about relationships or physical affections with the opposite sex. Therefore, she didn't know that she was in a dangerous position to casually take a bath with him in the vicinity. And she'll be wearing my clothes again.

“Right clothes.” He muttered as he heard the water running. It was convenient that he had a bathroom in his room. But, a naked Lucy + bathroom = Natsu cracking. She was in close quarters. Close enough that he wanted to go inside that bathroom, lock the door and ram her against the tiled wall while the shower drowned her cries.

“Natsu-nii! Is Lucy-san done?” Wendy asked, peeking her head inside his room. The pink haired teen was glad that he was kneeling in front of his drawers or else he’ll be dead for showing her what a boner looked like. Well, a clothed one at that.

“She just went in a few minutes ago,” He rummaged through his drawers finding a clean black shirt that was long enough to cover his blonde friend. “I think she’ll be out half an hour or so.”

“Okay! I have some of her undergarments and was wondering if you could give it to her?” Wendy blushed as she stopped and stared at her brother, stammering in all her innocent mind. “B-But! You can’t look!”

Natsu chuckled at his little sister’s flustered face, “Okay I won’t, but how come you have them Wends?”

“Oh! Lucy-san asked me to keep them in case of emergencies when she slept over two months ago.” The blue haired girl explained, “And I think this is an emergency.”

“Okay, leave them by the bed, I’m still looking for clothes she could wear anyway.” He sauntered back to his drawers and continued to rummage his clothes.

Wendy complied and proceeded to leave the said undergarments, which was inside a simple paper bag, and then left her brother’s room. Unbeknown to the little girl, her older brother was listening to her as she left his room. Waiting for her footsteps to disappear completely. When Natsu deemed that her sister was gone and no one else was on the second floor, he stood up and plunged his hand inside the paper bag. His hands grasped the undergarments as he stared at them. Red and black frills, the image of them on Lucy was vivid. He could feel himself get harder at the thought. Goodness he wanted to see her parade them in front of him and then take them off of her and have his way with her. He was contemplating whether she was really innocent or playing innocent.

Hearing the shower stop, he snapped out of his lust filled mind. “Luce, you done?”

“Yes I am!” She hollered back, “Do you have clothes I can wear?” She asked, poking her head out of the bathroom door.

Her pale skin came into view. It glistened like it was glowing, the water droplets that had yet to evaporate slowly made its way down her shoulder. He gulped as he followed the said water.

“Here, Wendy brought in something for you too.” His hands thrusting her the paper bag and his shirt on top. “Hurry up, I want to take a bath too.”

Cutely her head cocked, “Since when did you like taking a bath? You always whined when I tell you to take one. And didn’t you take one when you woke up?”

I need to take one and relieve myself before I actually let my thoughts have its way with you. “Eh, you know change of pace. I feel itchy.”

“Okay! I’ll just take a few minutes.” Her beaming smile did wonders to his dirty mind. “Wait right here.”

Supple, soft looking flesh. Stop trying to tempt me Luce~ or else I’ll bite and mark you mine~

Natsu stood and tried to hide his raging hard on before Lucy caught him red handed fantasizing about her. He heard shuffling from behind the bathroom door and wondered if she needed his help putting her clothes on. The dirty grin on his face spoke volumes.

“All yours Natsu~”

Oh, you will be.

“I’ll be quick.” He grinned as he saw her sit on his bed. Her hands fluffing away at her hair to dry her hair. Real quick.

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“I still don’t get why you need to change your clothes,” Natsu whined at the blonde walking beside him. “You look fine in my clothes anyway.”

“I do feel comfy in them.” The blonde admitted. She pulled on the front of her (Natsu’s) shirt and inhaled the scent. The smell of wood, campfire and pine invaded her nose. She liked it.

“So what’s the deal changing?” The pinkette pestered. Thrilled that she liked being in his clothes.

Lucy pouted at him, her bottom lip looked too inviting in his eyes. “Okay I won’t change out of them, but I do need to get some money and leave my things you know.”

It’s still broad daylight, stop trying to pounce on her. “You could’ve left it in my room.” He suggested, his eyes watching her apartment come into view. “Maybe you can sleep over tonight, again?”

A pretty blush coated her cheeks, “That’s sweet Natsu, but I don’t want to intrude. And yes I remember what Igneel suggested.” She giggled as she saw him close his mouth to protest her inner turmoil.

“Fine.” He muttered as he walked past her. Pulling out a key from his pocket, he opened her door and stopped. Onyx eyes caught sight of an envelope. He could hear her footsteps getting closer. Quickly he snatched the envelope and hid in inside his pocket. “Since it’s almost lunch time we should hurry and avoid the heat. I don’t want you whining about it again.”

“You’re so mean to me Natsu!” Lucy whined. Her going on autopilot to her room. “You can get something to drink for while I get my things Natsu!”

“Okay!” He shouted back.

He walked towards her kitchen and decided to look at the contents of the envelope. There was no address or anything of sorts that told who the sender was. He sniffed it just in case. There wasn’t any scent either. Strange.

With the help of his hearing, Natsu noted that the blonde was still busy. Good.

He pulled out the contents and slowly he felt his jaw tense. His hands flipping through every photo that he was now looking at. All of them showed Lucy. It showed her taking off her shirt. Her in a towel. Her pretty smile as she headed for their school’s library. Her going home. Her walking towards the bus station. A picture of her grocery shopping. A picture of her fresh out of the shower. The most recent one was her, Natsu and Wendy going home.

The male teen could his blood boil. Someone was watching his Luce. And he didn’t have a clue as to who it was. The last one he found, ended up bloody in some alley. Yet, he made sure that the guy wouldn’t dare to get close to his precious blonde again.

Hearing Lucy’s footsteps, he quickly hid them back inside his pocket. As the blonde rounded the corner, he grinned at her.

“Hey, Luce! I just decided to sleepover here tonight!”

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lvcky0ne · 7 months

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｡:°ஐ wish you were sober

✧. characters ; choi han, minami hiro ! ✧. warnings ; mentions of drug use, depictions of intoxication ! ✧. word count ; 1.4k !

The lights flashed so brightly, the neon colors boring into Haneul’s eyes, even as he tried to keep his head tilted away from them. The cylindrical glass in his hand held a rum and coke poured far too heavy for his taste, even though he wasn’t really planning on drinking it anyway. He always let Hiro drag him to these things, VIP parties at clubs whose names were all ridiculous, but he never complained. Even though he’d much rather be in bed watching Ghibli movies or running vocal warm-ups in his bathroom, he didn’t complain. Even as he watched her hang on the arm of a man much skeezier than him, or pop a pill she couldn’t even tell him the name of, he didn’t complain. Because if he was honest, he would do anything for Hiro. Even as he sat in a sticky leather booth across the room from where she resided on the dance floor, head pounding, he would do anything for her.

Han was not a big fan of the scene Hiro partied in. There were far too many substances being traded around that he couldn’t identify and he had seen an exasperated stylist have to cover up far too many various bruises on her skin for stage performances. He wished she would call him up at night to take him somewhere normal, like a movie or to get a drink at a pocha. But he’d meet her in the hall outside her apartment, a coat hiding whatever tiny dress she wore underneath and a mask that hid her identity, but not the smile in her eyes. She would take his hand, swinging it between them as they walked down the stairs towards the car bound to whatever destination she had in mind, and his brain would fuzz over. Logic left the building whenever Hiro smiled at Haneul.

Han had loved Hiro for years now. He still remembers the first day she came to dance practice at the company. She was taller than him then, bleached hair clearly done by her own hand, and a scowl that sat under dark-circled eyes. He wasn’t sure what he saw in that grumpy girl who could hardly understand him anyway. Ilsu was nicer, more dedicated, arguably prettier, but she wasn’t the one that stole his heart. The first time they actually spoke was later, when he found her outside the dorm building when it was much too cold for the outfit she was wearing, a cigarette in hand. He had told her those were bad for her voice, but all she had to say was that she didn’t care. Yet, she didn’t protest when he sat down next to her on the curb. He helped her with her Korean even though his Japanese was shit, and even though he always told her it was a bad idea, he would help her sneak back in the dorm at the oddest hours of the night. He liked to hang around her, and she tolerated it until eventually she started seeking him out on her own.

He had taken her on a real date once, almost a year after their debut. She got it rough from the media and those online, but Haneul was sweet to her. He brought her to dinner, a nice restaurant but not the same kind as the ones her parents brought her to as a kid to show her off. He told her that he thought she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. They even kissed outside their dorm building after walking home together. He thought it went perfectly, he dreamt about that night often. But after a couple months of trying to work it out with a hesitant and flaky Hiro, she told him she couldn’t make a relationship work at that point. He had been waiting, hopelessly, ever since for another chance.

The stumbling figure of the woman who had captured his heart reappeared in front of him, bringing his attention back to the present. Her eyes were half-lidded, a lazy grin on her face as she mumbled along to the song blasting through the speakers. She fell into the seat next to him and he tried not to let his eyes linger on the spot where her skirt had ridden up on her thighs. He always tried to be respectful, though he could not say the same for the kind of guys she typically found herself around in places like this.

“Ready to go?” he asked when her head fell heavily on his shoulder. He had to yell it at her to have a chance of being heard over the music, though it made him cringe inside to do it. Her eyes looked up at him through bangs mussed with sweat, wide and hazy, as she nodded slowly. He nodded along with her, reaching across her body to set his still-full glass on the nearby table, but she intercepted it, downing half in three big gulps. He sighed, shaking his head at her, but there was still benevolence behind his eyes as he stood and held out both hands to her. She managed to get up, with some assistance, leaning much of her weight on his side, her back supported by his arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

“Am I too heavy?” Hiro slurred in his ear as the pair trekked towards the exit.

“Hiro, I could throw you from here to the door if I wanted,” Han responded. Perhaps an exaggeration, but she always asked him that when she needed carrying like this, and he hated it. It made her giggle anyway, sending a fluttering through his heart.

They had brought her car, a silver Range Rover, and it was now valeted away somewhere under the building. He sat her down on the curb as they waited for the attendant to return it to them, but she never let go of his hand. He couldn’t tell if it was her hand or his that was so sweaty but as long as she didn’t mind, he didn’t either.

He always held the door open for her, even when she wasn’t quite so inebriated. It made her smile, and he sometimes thought he could catch the hint of a blush on her cheeks, but maybe he was just imagining it. He never saw Hiro blush.

“You always take such good care of me, Hannie,” she sighed, head turning to watch him fiddle with the radio on the dash after climbing into the driver’s seat.

“Someone needs to,” he mumbled softly to the bright screen lighting up his face. He wishes she would care for herself the way he did.

“Thank you,” Hiro whispered, leaning on the console between the seats to be closer to him.

This caught his attention. “Of course,” he said, turning his head to find her leaning towards him. “I…” he swallowed, the ‘L word’ stuck in his throat. “I care about you. A lot.”

She reached out to finger a loose strand of his dark hair absently, his heart thundering in his chest at the intimacy. She was magnetic, his body wanting to lean into hers without him even noticing.

Hiro’s lips pressed to his, sudden but gentle.

All Han wanted to do was melt into her, pull her close like he desired for so long, but he could taste the liquor on her lips and he couldn’t bring himself to take advantage of her intoxicated state like that. He pulled away slowly, pressing his forehead to hers instead with a sad smile.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, concern knitting her brows together. She knew what he felt for her, why would he pull away?

“That was… very sweet, Hiro,” he sighed, gently cupping her face. The way she leaned her cheek into his palm had his heart about ready to burst. Why did she only ever seem to return his feelings when she was intoxicated? Sometimes, in attempts to feel better about it, he thought of the concept of ‘drunk words, sober thoughts.’ Did it apply to actions too? Or did alcohol just heighten Hiro’s need for attention, and he was the most convenient? Whatever it was… “God, I wish you were sober.”

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lvcky0ne · 6 months

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｡:°ஐ Hot Topic !

COMING SOON !

the first english single album by lucky featuring ; sunnie + hiro 2023.11.20 @ 6am kst teaser images !

#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ development ✧.#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ sunnie ✧.#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ hiro ✧.

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lvcky0ne · 6 months

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｡:°ஐ i love the way you talk about me ! look at how far it got me !

hot topic ! the first single album by lucky 2023.11.20 @6AM KST teaser video !

#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ development ✧.#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ sunnie ✧.#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ hiro ✧.#fictional kpop community #fictional idol group #fictional idol community #oc kpop idol #oc kpop group #kpop idol oc #Youtube

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lvcky0ne · 6 months

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minami hiro ; a study

#lucky you ! ｡:°ஐ hiro ✧.#wanted to try a web weave!!#i am not that versed in this format so i tried my best lol

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lvcky0ne · 6 months

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✧. characters ; park sunnie, minami hiro ! mentions of kim angel, na eunhye ! ✧. warnings ; suggestive content, mentions of cheating ! ✧. word count ; 1.2k !

it was a peaceful night in the girls’ apartment, sunnie curled up on the couch with that book she had been meaning to read for months. a woody candle lit complementing the warm ambient lighting of the room. a night free of rowdy members or thumping music, time alone to relax. then, hiro was back.

when her roommate returned home from the dance studio, the door flew shut with a slam followed by hiro immediately clomping into the room to plop down on the floor across the coffee table from her, promptly lying flat on her back in a huff. quite used to hiro’s dramatic flair, sunnie paid no mind to her grand entrance, continuing on with her reading until she was eventually addressed. sometimes, hiro just needed time to soak in the thought provoking view of the ceiling.

“he’s not coming over again,” hiro finally spoke into the air.

“ok,” sunnie deadpanned. angel, the “he,” was at their apartment more nights than not, his own poor, oblivious roommate none the wiser to his location other than just another girl’s bed. but she certainly did not mind a break from having to play white noise loud enough to combat the noise through their thin walls.

“it's been like two weeks of this,” hiro argued, trying to prove the abnormality. it was true that sunnie had had more peaceful nights as of late, but that didn't worry her one bit.

“two weeks is not that long. plus, wasn't he here like two nights ago?”

“yeah, but that was the only time since wednesday before last,”

“aren't you precise.”

“unnieee,” hiro whined, finally sitting up to look at her over their coffee table, “i’m serious. am i not enough anymore?”

she finally marked her page and set her book aside, giving her full attention to her friend. “maybe his dick needs a break from the constant rabbit fucking you two do,” she offered.

hiro sent her a glare across the table. “you know that's definitely not it,” she deadpanned, earning a sincere-enough nod from the elder. “but usually i’m enough! he only sees other girls super rare nowadays. like if he goes out without me or something. i thought he was out of his hoe phase…”

sunnie couldn’t help but snort at that. “please. kangdae’s whole life is a hoe phase.”

“unnie, seriously,” hiro fixed her with a look again. “do you think he's seeing someone else? like… regularly? he told me i was the only one who ever stuck around.”

“not like you had a choice,” sunnie sighed. It’s not like they didn’t share everything from a career to even an apartment back in the day.

“shut up, you always say that,” the younger huffed.

“because it's true.”

“ilsu, please!”

“ok, fine,” the elder relented, rolling her eyes. “he mentioned to me the other day that he was getting coffee with anya before practice and that's why he was late. could be her?”

“ugh, na eunhye? the princess? no way, he wouldn't be into her,”

“why not? you two are like two sides of the same coin.”

“unnie, i am nothing like her!”

“hiro.” she deadpanned. sunnie could easily list plenty of comparisons between the two. starting off with parents richer than god…

“i’m not!”

“ok, whatever. it's not like you're exclusive right?”

“well… no, but he doesn't do this. he hits and quits!”

ilsu cringed at the phrase, her face screwing into a frown. “please never say that again. ignoring all the red flags in that alone, you keep refusing to tell him how you feel, so…”

“i’ve told youuu unnie,” hiro whined. “it’s not like i’m in love with him or anything. but talking about that shit just ruins things and i… i don’t want to lose what we have, ok?” she peeled herself from the floor to plop into the spot next to sunnie on the couch, leaning her head onto her shoulder. sunnie joked that she felt like the group’s mother at times, but she didn't quite mind it. it brought her closer to her members when they came to her for advice, and she always told them she was there to lean on. she truly meant it, too.

“then you might just have to accept that other girls might start to stick around too,”

“but not eunhye,” hiro scrunched up her nose in disapproval as if the aforementioned girl was some foul smell.

ilsu hummed, returning her attention to the book in her lap. “i don’t know if she seems like the casual relationship type, though.” anya did have a reputation for hopping from man to man, but they were always considered boyfriends, never… whatever hiro and angel had going on.

“don’t say that,” the other girl frowned, chewing on her bottom lip. “she has to be a whore, i’m banking on it.”

“that’s not a great outlook,” she replied.

“whatever,” the younger huffed.

“well, you need to find out if he’s really into her. you don't want to be the other woman,” sunnie still had a group to hold together after all. from a leader’s perspective, she already wasn’t a fan of all the screwing around angel and hiro do, but this would only end disastrously.

“but i don't want to lose him…” hiro sighed. frankly, she never claimed to be a moral hero. though she didn’t like to dwell on it, she wasn’t all that against being a proponent of cheating. after all, she’d been with married men before, and it couldn’t get worse than that, right? “why couldn’t he be easy?” hiro’s voice was quieter than her usual timbre now, a meekness sunnie didn’t like to see in her, but she couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“oh no, he’s pretty easy,” she giggled even harder when she earned a light smack from the rapper.

“not like that! you’re no fucking help,” she pouted.

“ok, but honestly, hiro, if he really does like her enough to get serious, he’s already lost. don’t try and change his mind or his feelings, because that isn’t fair to either of you,” she lifted her hand to play with the ends of her friend’s chopped off hair. ilsu had plenty of wisdom to impart, an older sister in all aspects of life.

the younger didn’t respond to that for a long moment, the conversation beginning to take a painful route. “i guess you’re right… being a homewrecker is still considered bad, right?” the joke would have landed better if she didn’t mean it.

“yes, homewrecking is bad,” sunnie confirmed with a nod and a pat to her head. “no in-group homewrecking please, fucking is bad enough,” she sighed a tired mother’s sigh.

it could be worse, she reminded herself. a mantra in her mind when it came to the oddly twisted and patched bonds of their group, held together by nails and tape and wire and mismatched threads, a complicated and irreplicable amalgamation that tied them all together.

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｡:°ஐ soulmates

✧. characters ; minami hiro, kim angel ! ✧. warnings ; suggestive content ( 18+ ftb ), drug use, mentions of unhappy relationships ! ✧. word count ; 750 !

Another puff of smoke floated from Hiro’s lips as she absently played with the messy curls of the man’s head in her lap. “Do you believe in soulmates?” she mused, watching the pale smoke dissipate into the air as she passed the joint to him.

“Like… people who are meant to be together?” Angel asked.

She hummed to confirm as he plucked the stick from her fingers.

He paused to take a deep inhale. He knew his answer was no. He hardly believed in love at all anymore. He never truly saw it as a kid, his parents constantly arguing and unhappy, and his mom and her boyfriends didn't set a much better example.

“You're so fake deep when you're high, Hiro,” he chuckled, the smoke escaping his lungs as he did.

“I’m serious,” she whined, tugging on his dark locks.

“Ok, ok,” he relented, taking another hit of the joint, allowing the drug to seep into his veins through his lungs. “No, I don't,” Angel finally answered.

“Even ones that aren't like… romantic?” The woman asked, clearly still feeling pensive.

He hummed, thinking on the follow up question. He was never a big believer of fate and all that. He thought things just… happened. Not because they were written in the stars all along. “I don't think so,” he shook his head where it lay in her lap.

“Hmm,” she sighed, taking the roll from him once more.

“Hmm?” he repeated her sound, more as a question. Was it just the weed that had her asking such a question or was there more?

“Hmm.” she repeated once more with finality. She wouldn't elaborate, it seemed, without a bit more of a push.

“Why, do you think I’m your soulmate or something?” he asked, a teasing tone in his voice.

“Shut up,” she grumbled, shoving his head off her lap, though a smile peaked through her lips.

Despite the teasing they shared, the answer was yes. Hiro did think Angel was her soulmate. Maybe not quite soulmate in the sense that they're destined to be in love forever and spend the rest of their lives together, but she felt as if their paths were fated to cross one way or another. How else would a boy born in Australia to a poor family and a little rich girl from Japan just so happen to end up in each other's arms?

Love wasn't quite the word for what they had. If there was a word for long-term-fuck-buddies-and-best-friends-who-never-discuss-feelings-whether-they-exist-or-not, that would be the right word. Sometimes in the early mornings after a night together when she couldn't sleep, Hiro would find herself watching Angel in the light filtering through the curtains. He looked his most peaceful then, and in those moments where no other reality existed but her own fantasies, she could see herself truly in love with him. In a happy relationship free from the opinions of anyone else.

But when the sun rose higher in the sky and they had to return to the reality where no one is supposed to know about them, all of that is gone. They were simply group members, co-workers, friends.

Angel had always tried to distance himself from love, far too afraid to commit to someone and then end up like his parents did in a life of unhappiness. He'd always been perfectly fine with sleeping around, enjoying the physical pleasures of humanity without the attachment that pulls on heartstrings.

Hiro was the only girl that stuck around for awhile. Maybe it's the way they find comfort in each other or maybe it's convenient, living in the same building and once, even the same dorm. But he liked her. He liked the constant of her scent and the way she knew exactly what he was thinking both in and out of her bed. He liked her friendship and the way her hips moved when she danced. But he didn't love her. He just didn't love at all.

Angel flipped himself over, still lying on top of her now, but this time face to face. He liked her face, too. There was no denying she was beautiful. “Maybe I am your soulmate if I’m the only one who can make you cum so hard you see stars,” he mused, beginning to slink down her body.

“I never should have told you that,” she groaned, though a laugh was mixed in, as she sank into her pillows. Her fingers stayed steady in her Angel’s halo.

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lvcky0ne · 7 months

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｡:°ஐ basics

✧. stage name: hiro

✧. birth name: minami hiro

✧. birthday: may 26, 1995

✧. zodiac: gemini

✧. birthplace: tokyo, japan

✧. ethnicity: japanese

｡:°ஐ personal

✧. personality: hiro has always been the restless type. easily bored, she is always chasing after something to keep her occupied. she finds socializing easy and has many friends and acquaintances, but very few people truly know her as she tends to keep herself just out of arm's reach, flitting above any personal intimacy. she turns to vices and self-destructive tendencies when she feels her life has been moving too slow or she is left to sit with her thoughts and feelings for too long. she likes to say she does things “for the plot.” a rebellious streak coupled with this has put her in the spotlight for many scandals; spotted in clubs, smoking, stumbling home on the arm of a man, but the only thing the company can do is damage control, all attempts to stop her have been futile. she can be temperamental and impatient at times, getting frustrated easily, especially when it comes to her creative expression. she is passionate about her art, but finds it hard to stick with something that is difficult for her.

✧. family

. minami katsumi ; mother

. minami daichi ; father

✧. physical

. height: 162 cm ( 5’4” )

. faceclaim: hirai momo

. body mods: double lobe piercings, right conch piercing, double helix piercing on the right, navel piercing, several small tattoos scattered on her whole body

｡:°ஐ professional

✧. label: the lucky one, a subsidiary of rainbow entertainment

✧. training period: 2 years as a trainee, then member of akb48; 2 years under rainbow entertainment

✧. group position: main dancer, lead rapper

✧. idol persona: she has a cool girl vibe to her, the rapper + dancer combination and her concepts that don’t shy away from being fun and sexy. she tends to be talkative during variety shows and will play up the fan service for fun, but she’s not afraid to sass back to hosts who may try and overpower her. her competitive streak never fails to comes out to play on game shows. her party girl persona is no secret, constantly being plastered all over the media for attending some club or party, and this garners her both fans and infamy. some say she doesn’t take her career seriously and she’s acting as a horrible role model for fans, while others find it iconic in an early 2000s paris hilton way. she’s not one to hide her opinions on certain aspects of the industry, most notably going viral for calling grown male fans weird. the internet was split on this issue, some people saying she was calling out creepy men who fetishize idols while others were butt hurt, calling her sexist and man-hating. she has the most sexualized image in lucky, with only their second comeback featuring her twerking in tiny shorts and holding other women on leashes, but she doesn’t shy away from it. although, admittedly, the hate and slut-shaming impacts her more than she lets on, she’s been known to lash out at haters online.

｡:°ஐ history tw ; mentions of parental neglect, drug use, csa

born to two wealthy socialites tokyo, her father a creative executive for akb48, and her mother a former city pop singer. they never gave much attention or care to their only child, treating her more as an accessory to their image around their famous friends than anything. when she was around 8, her knack for rebellion began and she quickly learned that her parents would leave her to her own devices if she just acted out at their fancy gatherings.

often left alone with just the small staff to upkeep their penthouse in tokyo, she started to learn things on her own. she skipped school often, going with her friends to buy ice cream or sneak cigarettes instead of attending the classes at her expensive private school that were way too boring anyway.

she found tokyo’s nightlife scene when she was far too young. 13 years old, wearing thick eyeliner and stuffed push up bras, she found a way in to clubs by sneaking in the back or tempting the bouncers. men twice her age buying her drinks and handing her pills, and eventually luring her to the side of the building to take advantage of her. she thought it was all ok, cool even. even when she would wake up with no memory but a sharp pain in her brain and sore all over.

when she was 16, her antics were beginning to get harder to ignore after being arrested for breaking in to a neighbor’s apartment after entering the wrong building when she was belligerently high. her father decided that she needed to put her energy into something more productive; making him money. so, he managed to get her a spot as a trainee for akb48. she thought it would be cool enough, performing for fans nightly, having people know her name. it put a damper on her partying for a little while, but she quickly became bored with the good girl act imposed on all of the akb idols and reverted to her old ways.

she managed to keep it under control well enough to make her official debut, but after being caught on camera, drunkenly mocking the group in a club, she was removed. to cover up the scandal and save face, her father shipped her off to korea to become a trainee at the struggling company of one of his industry friends, rainbow entertainment.

she resented being sent away against her will, but she was admittedly excited to be farther from her parents and their name. she also enjoyed the trainee program at rainbow more than she thought she would, the contrast against her akb training was stark. instead of learning mind numbing cutesy choreography with 50 other girls, she got to grow into her own creative expression. since then, she has opened up much more to the idol lifestyle and does enjoy the fame and attention of it all, but she still leans into her self-destructive, party girl life more than most in her life would prefer.

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