#moonbyul reactions

[purecantarella]

My Princess

so just a lil fic for pride month because i didnt wanna not post anything bc genuinely, its always a win when we're able to express our love openly. it's just sad that its still frowned upon by a lotta people. anyway, i hope you all enjoy!! pirate captain!moon byuli x royaly!reader disclaimer/s : not much, some blood

Your kingdom housed three types of people. You and your father, the monarchs, overseeing everything in terms of economics, civility within the premises of the land, and the needs of the people. Highest tiered people. The citizens, cogs in the inner-makings of the kingdom. Without them your father would have no one to care for or rule over.

Then there was them...the pirates.

While more often than not, they only cause mild damages to public property and are rarely around anyway, it didn't matter to you. You loathed them. You often listened to the plights of the townspeople in hopes of bettering the flourishing country your father reigned over and some pirates were on the top of their concerns.

You'd heard tales of the captain being a smooth talker and a sight to behold but you'd never had the opportunity to meet them yourself.

Until your father invited them to the palace.

"I don't understand, father. They are nothing but trouble." You reasoned while his attendants dressed him for the captain and their crew. Your father smiled warmly, dismissing those around him before he walked up to you. "It is my job to keep the peace. Coming to an amicable agreement is the only way to make sure nothing dire will occur."

He places a hand delicately on your head, stroking your hair lovingly, "You'll understand when you're queen, Y/n." You nod solemnly, before fixing the coat draped over your father's shoulders. "For now though, best foot forward...For my sake."

Now, you fully intended to be on your best behavior. But your skin crawled when one of the servants informed you and your father that the pirates have arrived at the palace step.

You and the King sat patiently in the banquet hall awaiting the arrival of your guests. It had been a while of you waiting when you leaned over to your father, boldly joking, "They've navigated oceans, you'd expect they can navigate a palace." Your father's stoic expression faltered, a small smile growing.

"Clever girl, my princess..." A silky smooth voice of a woman echoed through the grandiose room. You smoothened your posture, returning to your gaze firmly to the front of the room. In struts a pale raven-haired woman in a white, tattered shirt and a blue overcoat, hat covering her facial features. Her brown thigh-high leather boots heavily pounding on the tiled floor.

Your father arose, "It is a pleasure to meet you in the flesh captain Byul." The captain removed her hat, exposing her scared face. She offered the older man a wide smile before bowing. "Your Majesty."

'The captain is a woman' You thought quietly to yourself, your eyes lingering over the seemingly strong and rugged pirate captain. You couldn't help but observe her features, she was definitely attractive, the stories got that right at the very least.

It surprised you that she seemed incredibly sculpted compared to what you thought the pirate captain would look like. A soft clearing of the throat pulled your attention back to the woman before you. A flush coated your cheeks before your posture tensed.

A cocky smirk grew on the woman's lips. "It's an honor to be in your presence, your Majesty." The meeting is soon under way, with some crew members scowling each time your father spoke, only furthering your anger towards these pirates.

Of course, Captain Byul keeps them in line but sniggers quietly when your father begins a new talking point for peace on the land. You can't keep your eyes off her. You can't figure out if it is your distrust in the pirate or the way her dark locks sway as she moves, the way her lips look so lush, or mayhaps its the way her dark gaze falls upon you leaving your knees weak.

You shook your head, removing such sapphic thoughts from your mind. She was a woman...and a pirate at that. You couldn't let your guard down.

Later in the meeting, your father invited Captain Byul and her quartermaster, Wheein, to a ball he organized for the people to celebrate the harvest to which she happily agreed to. Before you knew it, the meeting was over and the Captain arose to bow to your father and yourself.

"Until we meet again, my lady." Byul husked making you gasp quietly, she smirked and walked away with a self-satisfied grin, her crew seemingly not as happy as she was.

Night fell quickly and the ball was soon in full swing, drinks being passed around and hearty chatter being thrown around. Usually, you'd be with the citizens, enjoying their company but you chose to sit beside your father that night.

You scowled from your place beside your father, swirling the drink you were served as you watching your father's...guest...strut about the ballroom, earning glances from other members of the court. Your blood boiled as a particular pirate captain stared and smirked at you from across the room before she continued to flirt with a flower shop keeper who giggled and pushed her shoulder playfully.

Noticing your furrowed brows, your father took your hand in his gently. You turned to face him with an affectionate yet tired smile which he returned. "Lighten up, my child. It's a party after all. Drink, eat, dance!" He said jovially, motioning for the maestro to raise the volume of the instruments. You laughed delicately before shaking your head.

Before you could get a response in, her irritatingly smooth voice caught both you and the king's attention. "Your Majesty." Captain Byul bowed dramatically, pulling her hat off her head. The scowl on your face returned as you stared at her, only making her smirk widen.

"Captain! I trust you are enjoying the pleasantries of the evening." The pirate captain nodded, looking around the well-decorated ballroom. "It has been a lovely evening, your Majesty but it does not hold a candle to the taverns." Your father chuckled softly before Byul added, "I hope to see you there one of these days."

You mustered a dry, sarcastic laugh, earning a stern look from your father. You adjusted your posture before the captain moved to turn to you, bowing to honor you. "Princess..." She offered her hand to you, awaiting your hand. You sent a harsh glare her way before your father finally intervened, "Y/n." He muttered sternly.

Reluctantly, you gave her your hand, never breaking eye contact with her. A warm feeling rushing through you as her lips made contact with the back of your hand, intense gaze falling into yours once again. It was the same gaze as the first time you'd met her earlier in the day.

You regained your composure and snatched your hand away quickly, making the captain chuckle softly, straitening her back. "I wanted to inform you personally your Majesties that the crew and I agree to your offer. On my honor, no one shall harm this kingdom and its citizens." Byul announced, the smile on her face never wavering. You sucked your teeth classlessly before retorting, "If you had any honor, captain."

Your father looked at you with a deep frown while the pirate could only laugh heartily. "You have the sharpest tongue on any lass I've come to know, my lady."

"She gets it from her mother, I apologize, Captain." Your father says offering Byul an apologetic smile. She raises her hand while shaking her head. "It is no trouble, sir. I've met many a lass who've hurt me more. But might I ask a favor in return, your Majesty?" He grins, amused, motioning for the young woman to continue.

"Might I ask your clever daughter for a dance?" Your head twisted at an astronomical level to look at the Captain who wore a wicked smile on her face before your father laughed, throwing his head back. "As you wish, Captain Byul. So long as you bring her back in one piece."

"I'd never hurt her, your Majesty."

"It's not her I'm worried about, Captain."

Byul laughs and puts her hand out for you to take. You look to your father appalled to which he nods to the pirate. You grumble curses to yourself before heavily giving your hand to Byul.

The maestro begins instructing a waltz, and the young woman bowed, honoring you yet her eyes never left yours again. The intensity of her stare alone made you blush, and that blatant fact made her very, very happy.

She takes your waist in your arms, guiding you around the ballroom. Elegantly twirling you around as you wore an indecipherable expression. Finally breaking the silence, Byul whispered, "You know you don't have to worry about my presence, Y—"

You threw daggers her way, "Princess Y/n to you, Captain."

She smiled charmingly again before tilting her head, silently conceding the argument. "My princess." She teasingly retorted making you roll your eyes. "You don't have to worry about us anymore. I assure you myself that I will not let any harm come to you and your people."

Your brows soften a little before you breath out a sigh. "If you do anything to hurt my people or my father, I will sink your boat myself." Abruptly, she dips you and her face is mere centimetres away from yours, making your breath hitch.

She lifts you up, her gaze flicking from your eyes to your lips, the grin on her face melted away, in its place was a stern expression, making your heart leap out of your chest. "I promise, my princess."

You clear your throat and flash her a nervous smile, "Good. Thank you, Captain." She nods while chuckling. "It's no trouble, my lady."

It was a surprise to nobody but you when Captain Byul began sending you missives and escorting you around town when she could. It was very obvious that there was incredibly strong connection began to form from the night of the ball.

While some elders and court members scoffed and said it was a sign of a curse entering the town when the pirates did, your father didn't really care all too much. Which silenced the voices of the disapproving townsfolk.

One day, you walked around the town, listening to the gripes of the townspeople to report to your father. A young baker in particular who say that other pirates have become more rowdy around the shops in spite of their captain's warnings. As you listened to the young man's story, you saw a familiar pirate walk out of the tavern. Your eyes perked up until you saw how distraught she seemed. You tilt your head to the side, excusing yourself from the young man you were speaking with.

You follow the pirate captain until you are near the entrance of the palace, right at the last house in the town. There you see Byul nibbling on the pad of her finger, looking out to the ocean. You shoved her shoulder gently making her turn and look at you, eyes sharp and prepared to fight.

"Calm yourself, Captain." Upon hearing your voice and seeing your face, her expression morphed into a more playful one. "My Princess." She took your hand and lay a quick kiss on the back of it. You smiled before attempting to pull your hand back to no avail as her touch lingered longer than usual. Your pulse hammered when she did before she chuckled to herself and released you. "To what do I owe the pleasure, my lady?"

"I was doing my rounds and well..." You trailed of before the captain cocked her head curiously. "...You seem troubled, captain. What seems to be the matter?" You ask cautiously to not offend or throw the young woman off.

She looks around cautiously and motioned you closer. "You see my princess..." You couldn't help the smile on your face when you heard the pet name. It started off as irritating but it has steadily grown on you. Byul notices your little smile and swoons briefly before continuing. "I've heard wind of some of my crew being unhappy with the union we've agreed on with your father..."

You both stare at each other for a moment before she finishes, "A mutiny may come to pass. And I fear for your safety." Again, she raises her head to look at you. Eyes smoldering and expression worrisome.

"Why me?" You ask confused, sure you were the only one in the line of succession but your father could always assign someone new. Byul's eyes downcast. "They know how important you are to your father, to the town..." She trails off before she reaches for your hand discreetly, "...to me."

You bit your lip before tightening your grip around the pirate's hand. "I'll be fine captain, no one will get past the guarded keep of the palace. I can assure you that much."

Rather carelessly, and in your own panic, you lean up and place your lips delicately over Byul's porcelain skin before placing a hand on her chest. The pirate's lips upturn into a wide and uncontrollable smile making you giggle before turning a heel and returning to the palace.

As you walk away, in spite of Byul's shock and butterflies, she notices one of her crew members hanging around nearby. She bites her tongue, waiting for you to be safely behind the castle gate, her hand never leaving her sword's hilt. Finally, the gates open then close upon your entering. The captain's eyes flick to where her crew member once stood to see he'd disappeared.

"That can't be good..." She mutters to herself before rushing to her ship to rally her quartermaster to see ensure you and the King's safety.

You decided to take a stroll in the gardens, think about the state of the kingdom and your increasingly unavoidable feelings for the Captain. She was kind, gentle, intelligent, and so much fun to be around. It may have crossed your mind what it would feel like to have her lips on yours but you didn't want to disappoint your father by not providing an heir, leaving the kingdom at risk of colonisation.

You simply wanted what was best for the people. In your deep thought, you didn't hear the sound of a body colliding with the ground. You look up to the sky, the very tip of Byul's pirate ship waving in the distance. Which you found odd, they weren't meant to sail until next week.

"Y/n!" Captain Byul's voice made your head turn instantly, only to see a silver blade coming your way. The pirate captain drew her own blade, narrowly saving you from getting cut. Her crew member sneered at Byul before she shoved the man onto the ground. He drops his sword and grits his teeth before the woman steps on his chest. She bore her sword in his face with a stoic expression. "Give me one reason not to kill you." Her voice was chilling.

The man is gobsmacked and sputters out incoherently. She sneers before sheathing her sword again, lifting her foot to release him. "Get out of my sight." He pushes himself off the ground before Byul turns around to make sure you were okay.

She holds your face delicately, hair a little disheveled likely from the run there. Her quartermaster following right behind. "The traitors have been rounded up Captain."

Byul nodded, not letting her eye stray from you. "Round them on the ship, we put them to trial in the morning." She said quickly before Wheein nodded and left you two alone, not before quipping, "And I am unharmed as well by the way, Byuli. Thanks for asking."

It wasn't long until you two were alone. "I didn't think they'd attack today. My humblest apologize, my princess." There it was again, and it made the butterflies in your stomach flutter uncontrollably before you lay your forehead on hers, nuzzling your nose against Byul's. "It wasn't your fault, Byul."

"That's the first time you've ever said my name, Princess..." She noted, the brightness on her face growing tenfold.

The moment would have lasted forever until she heard it. The familiar cocking of a gun. Byul's eyes shot open and immediately she turned to see the man she'd just faced off with. "Traitorous, princess loving bitch!"

She moved quickly, the bullet grazing her shoulder, making her grunt in pain before she drew her sword and bolted forward. "Graaah!"

Byul grunted before the metal clanged together, in her haste though she was unable to create enough momentum to overpower him, giving him the upper hand. He stood over Byul, swinging his sword to meet her leg making her howl in pain.

She drops her blade before the now-ex crewmate kicks it foolishly in your direction. The shock you felt immediately wears off as you pick up the sword and look at the distracted man. Flinching as his fist collided with the young woman's cheek harshly. "I always knew you'd be too weak to be captain. Too naive. Too fucking lustful."

You carelessly thrust the blade forward, breaking the skin of the man's arm. He falls to the side, wailing and cursing at you. "You sapphic, evil, bitch! You will not get away with this!"

"Just did." You retort before pulling Byul onto your shoulder and drag her into the gardener's shed for safety. You prop her up against the wall before barricading the both of you to ensure both your safety. You pant and attempt to center yourself before you remember that Byul is injured.

You hastily look around for a clean rag which to your luck there was one. She grunts as you press the bleeding wound with a cloth hastily and rather indelicately. "Maybe be a little gentler with that, I just got slashed open." Byul jokingly reminded but her jovial tone of voice shifted as she saw you stifling your sobs while tending to her wound.

"Hey, hey, hey, what're these tears, lovely?" You shook your head, wiping your tears back with the sleeve of your dress. She adjusts herself, groaning softly to which a panicked expression grows on your face. Her hand gently falls onto your cheek, stroking away the tears falling when the realization hits her. Byul's expression softens as you finally allow the tears to flow freely. "You're alright...no one's going to hurt you, princess..."

You shook your head, pulling her hat off her head before brushing Byul's hair back tenderly as you wiped some of the blood off of her forehead. You released a breathe you'd been holding. "Never put yourself at risk like that for me..."

The captain smiled and took your hand in hers, pressing her chapped lips to each knuckle, delicately stroking the back of your hand. "I would put my life on the line for you in every instance I could, my princess." You released a laugh gently while tears fell.

Your mind begged you not to do it, you were the princess, the heir to the throne. But you could no longer hold back with Byul's lips so close to yours, looking so irresistible. The distance finally dawning on the pirate captain, her pale cheeks flushed but she tried to maintain her composure.

"What's going on in that pretty little mind...?" You rolled your eyes before taking her cheeks in your hands gently as to not hurt her and pressing your lips onto hers. The taste of rum lingering on her tongue, making you smile into the kiss. You pull away to see Byul with her eyes closed, panic starts to fill you.

"Shit did I kill her?" Her eyes shot open and let out a soft gasp before bursting into fits of laughter. "I got the princess to cuss! Yeeee-agh!" You pressed the cloth over her wound down a little harder.

"You, Captain Byul, are the worst." With a dopey yet smug grin, she leans forward catching your lips between hers, it was quick but it still made your heart race unconventionally fast.

The smile grew toothier when she whispered, "And you are mine, now Princess Y/n."

i'm a little obsessed with pirates lately yall HAHAHAH im sorry but yall are gonna be on this journey with me because i want a pirate lover a lil HAHAH anyway, i hope you all enjoyed!! i hope that me thinking of moonbyul as a pirate captain was fun for you all too my lovelies HAHAH i might do a part 2 of this but we'll see, i have a shit ton pending on my list HAHAHA anyway, happy pride month everyone! i hope you all are keeping safe and i'll see you all vv soon 💖 i love you all vv much - r

#mamamoo #moonbyul mamamoo #moonbyul #mamamoo imagines #mamamoo x reader #mamamoo moonbyul #moon byuli #moonbyul x reader #moonbyul reactions #moonbyul imagines #kpop idol x reader #kpop idol imagines #pirate!moonbyul #royal!reader #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group fluff #happy pride 🌈 #purecantarella #this week has been my personal hell so i rlly needed this #i was going for a charlie smith from choices vibe when i wrote byul in this and im still upset that that didnt get a sequel #you hear me choices? #i am upset

[emeraldelysian]

Jung Wheein ✧ Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

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Pairing: Jung Wheein x Reader

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: After an awful anniversary date with your boyfriend, you come home to your roommate Wheein to rant about the entire evening. What you don't realize is that Wheein has a plan to make you forget all about your bad date.

Wordcount: 1.1K+

Warnings: Reader has F. Anatomy, Roommate AU, Oral (F. Receiving), Lesbian, Praise Kink, Cheating on an Awful Boyfriend (all my homies hate Brian)

Note: On my knees for women right now so I decided to write about it

♡︎ follow, provide feedback, or reblog if you enjoyed but please don't repost or translate!♡︎

MDNI, 18+ CONTENT

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"-And then Brian had the audacity to call me a hot piece of ass in front of his friends! Can you believe it? What a prick."

Wheein watched you pace back and forth in her bedroom as you rambled on and on about the bad date you had with your boyfriend, the TV still on at a lower volume from when she was watching. What was meant to be a nice anniversary dinner at his house had quickly turned into a bro fest with your boyfriend treating you like trash in front of his friends, because he had supposedly "forgotten that you two were going to hang out."

You and Wheein had been roommates for some time, going from dorming together at your university to getting an apartment until you both figured out your lives.

"I mean I love him- or at least, I thought I did. But then I remember that every time we've had sex, he for some reason just doesn't think I need him to do anything?? Like sometimes I want attention too. And when he does give me attention, he makes it feel like a chore. Like he'd rather be doing literally anything else. And like I know sex education is terrible in some schools but he's a grown man. How does he not know what the clit is-"

"Well, what if I eat you out?" She didn't know what urged her to blurt out the words she did, and she avoided looking into your eyes the moment she said it. She could feel your gaze on her though as you took in what she asked.

“You- You want to- really?”

Your voice sounds far away and you have to snap yourself back to reality when Wheein stands up and looks at you.

Wheein nods slowly, brown eyes wide and curious. Pleading.

“You…you always told me girls are better at it than boys are,” she murmurs, hand gently grasping at your hand, “and — and you told me your boyfriend is bad at it. So let me try? Maybe I'll be better…”

She trails off, gnawing at her bottom lip while she looks at you. Her wide eyes and pouty lips make her look so innocent you think you’re going to combust.

'This is wrong', you think to yourself. You have a boyfriend, even if you hated him. The two of you could never be together. She’d probably regret it in the morning, you-

"You can teach me, can’t you? Please?”

Fuck it.

You swallow down the lump in your throat and nod, “Y-yeah, fuck, come here, pretty girl-“

You shuffle on the bed so you can lay against the pillows with your legs spread, your date clothes suddenly suffocating.

Wheein's so eager to please; she nods obediently and immediately scampers to slot herself in between your legs. Pretty manicured hands bring your shorts and panties to the side, and then she freezes. She’s shaking, brown eyes flicking up to meet yours. She has no clue what she’s doing and your pussy is so pretty- she’s nervous.

“S-stick your tongue out, baby. Y-yeah, just like that, oh my god-“ your hand shoots up to fist in those blond strands, the girl’s tongue timid and soft against your folds.

“Go a little…a little harde- fuck, baby, yes, swipe that sweet little tongue across my clit, j-just like that—“ you whimper, gasping. You involuntarily pull her forward, at the same time bucking your hips up to meet her mouth. it’s fucking heavenly.

You don’t even have to tell her what to do next, her plush lips wrapping around the bud and sucking hard. You cry out, eyes squeezing shut.

She pulls off for a second, blowing cool air over your clit and giggling when your legs jerk. Her eyes blink up at you slowly, half-lidded and hazy, “U-use me, please? Want you to- want you to cum in my mouth. Want to- want to be a good girl.”

Wheein needs praise. You don’t know how you didn’t clock that before. It sends you into some animalistic overdrive and you nod. How could you say no to something so precious?

“Yeah, pretty girl, fuck, get in here-“ you push her back down and she lets you, humming into your cunt obediently and swirling her tongue around your clit before wrapping her lips around the bud and sucking again.

This time she flicks her tongue against you as she sucks, soft hands running up and down your thighs as she does. Your hips are bucking wildly now, grinding up into that hot little mouth and whining as you do.

“Such a good girl for me, so pretty. Gonna make me c-cum, oh my god-“ You should be embarrassed by how high-pitched your voice is, how quickly you’re going to cum. You probably would be later, but your orgasm is barreling towards you and you can’t bring yourself to care.

All it takes is those pretty eyes blinking up at you through long lashes and that knot in your tummy snaps, your back arching as tears fall down your cheeks. It feels so good you’re shaking. You realize it’s been far too long since you’ve had a real orgasm.

“S-so good, shit, my good girl, god- take it, take it-“ You hump her face through your orgasm, cunt fluttering and spasming. It’s too good. Wheein keeps sucking your cunt like the perfect girl she is.

Your legs shake, chest heaving as you come down from your high. You pet at her hair absentmindedly, eyes half lidded.

She pulls off with a wet pop, resting a soft cheek on the fat of your thigh and looking up at you with a giggle, “Was that good?”

She’s got stars in her eyes. you only nod, running your fingers through pretty strawberry locks, “S-so good. Where the hell did you learn all that? Use me? Be a good girl? Are you insane, Wheein?”

She’s embarrassed, pale cheeks flushing bright red when she replies, “I- I remember how you used to talk about the guys you’d be with and what they'd do wrong so I wanted to try out the things you've said you wanted."

You groan. She’s perfect.

“Fuck, you’re unreal. Get up here and let me return the favor or I'm gonna die.” You grin as she nods eagerly.

Your phone dings with a message from Brian, the phone screen flashing with a "Send a pic" text. You roll your eyes, hands already gripping her hips and lowering her down onto your tongue as you mentally make the decision to break up with him the next morning.

#mamamoo #mamamoo smut #mamamoo x reader #mamamoo imagines #mamamoo scenarios #mamamoo reactions #moonbyul imagine #wheein #jung wheein #mamamoo wheein #wheein x reader #wheein smut #kpop smut #girl group smut #wlw #wlw smut #sapphic smut #nblw smut #mamamoo fic #wheein imagines #girl group imagines #gxg smut #wlw ns/fw #sapphic nsft #lesbian nsft #queer nsft #wlw concepts #emerald smut ✧

[multiphandomunnies]

mamamoo

reactions

how mamamoo would wake you up

first time with mamamoo (*M*)

gf has a stutter

(*T*) gf is autistic

gf has ocd

(*T*) gf has an autistic meltdown

gf kisses them first

s.o shy and nervous about first kiss

being in a long distance relationship

gf is getting sick

s.o is drunk

gf is a terrible cook

gf is a poet

how mamamoo acts while drunk

they’re your best friends but act flirty towards you

imagines

solar

i need you

moonbyul

girlfriend

grab a book

bad girl (*M*)

you work too hard

new

i love you madly,deeply, truly

you’re the cutest

wheein

gf! wheein

hwasa

#mamamoo #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop reacts #kpop reactions #mamamoo imagines #mamamoo scenarios #mamamoo reacts #mamamoo reactions #moonbyul #solar #wheein #hwasa

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

do you mind writing headcanons about mamamoo with a fifth member? (preferably the main vocalist, maknae, and chinese afab reader)

Mamamoo headcanons: their relationship with their fifth member (maknae, main vocalist and foreigner)

Hello @faiiryteenz, i will accept your request gladly, but I need to change it a bit. First of all I will not put the afab reader condition because I'm not that confident in writing it. The second thing that I changed is from chinese to foreigner, because as a European i don't know enough about the chinese culture and the last thing i want to do Is offending someone, and then in this way everyone else can immerse in the story better. It's not your fault, but mine because i still need to write a guide about my page. However enough with this premise, and I hope you can enjoy the result any way.

Mamamoo member X GN!Reader

Solar

When you met her the first time you were a minor, so in her eyes you were still a baby

And after years of career you still are her baby lol

Only in dreams people wish to have voices like yours

When you two harmonize, people can hear the sound of heaven

She often invites you on her YT channel to help her in some strange challenge

One of them was learning in one hour at least 100 words of your language

Moonbyul

The first times you were afraid of her

She had that cold and cool look that daunted you

But after a month, you two were causing a panic in the group with your jokes and prank

Often you helped her with the vocals and she helped you with the rap

One time you were homesick and she wrote an entire song in your language

You cried a lot and she has had to endure your affection

Wheein

We all know that Wheein and Hwasa are bestfriend since school

But they accepted very fast in the maknae line

She is the person who helped the most in learning the korean

Obviously the first words were bad words lol

She helped you to became a better dancer too

You two has this special connection in which you two understand each other without talking

Hwasa

You were a blessing to Hwasa

In fact you are the only person in the group she can be soft to without being insulted after

She is the member that is more shipped with you

Only a few month older, but big sister vibes

One times a rude fan tried to make fun of you for being foreigner, but she put him in his place

No one mess with you on her watch

#kpop #kpop girls #kpop headcanons #kpop reactions #mamamoo #mamamoo solar #mamamoo headcanons #mamamoo reactions #mamamoo wheein #mamamoo moonbyul #mamamoo hwasa #mamamoo x reader

[panda-writes-kpop]

Lawyer! Superhero! Moonbyul x Reader - Days and Nights Like These

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! This fic was inspired by a Jihyo fic from the amazing, talented, and wonderful @sanccharine along with my slight obsession with the Daredevil show on Disney+. Hope you all are well, and I wish you the best for a new week! ❤️

TW: Mentions of blood and injuries, and Moonbyul is super cheesy in this

Summary: Your wife, alongside being the best public defender in the city during the day, spends her nights taking care of the city in the ways that the law cannot. You're aware of her double life, and you only want to remind her to take care of herself when she's so worried about caring for other people.

♡ Masterlist ♡

Despite the tray of coffee and bag of baked treats occupying your hands, you manage to open the office door with little difficulty.

You're welcomed to the sight of a familiar office space in the city, and it's just as you had seen it yesterday, and the day before that. Maybe a few more papers were scattered around, but who were you to blame Sun and Moon Law Firm for being so popular with the locals?

You didn't even realize that Wheein was staring at you until you tore your gaze away from the office.

"Are you looking for Moonbyul?" Wheein asks while typing away at her computer.

She needs to take a break for once in her life. Wheein works her ass off, and she barely gets a thanks in return.

"I am, but I actually have something for you and Solar too."

You set the tray down on a clear corner of Wheein's chaotically organized desk. You fish out a small cinnamon roll for her, and you hand her one of the cups of coffee.

"Sorry if I didn't get you the right-"

Wheein shakes her head before taking the cinnamon roll and coffee from you.

"Please don't apologize. I appreciate the gesture, and I'm sure Solar will too, Y/N." Wheein reassures you before the door on your left opens.

Solar sticks her head out of the door, and she offers you a bright smile. You chuckle as she eyes the coffee and food on the desk.

"Is that for me?!?" She excitedly asks.

You nod before grabbing a blueberry muffin from the bag. Solar nearly jumps out of her office before standing in front of you.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you, Y/N?" Solar says before snatching the muffin from your grasp.

She squeals in delight after the first bite, and you make sure to hand her a coffee as well.

"You tell me… at least twice a day at this point, Solar."

You smile before Solar plants a friendly kiss on your cheek.

"You're the best! Why, if Moonbyul didn't already marry you, I'd do so in a heartbeat!"

Wheein laughs as you hear the main door behind you close.

"What was that, Solar?"

Solar turns red as you turn to face the woman who just spoke.

"I can't believe you're late to your job." You tease as Moonbyul closes the distance between the two of you. "You really can't show up on time, even if you own the place."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart… maybe you could let me apologize with a kiss?" She flirts with you as you place a gentle, loving hand on her shoulder.

"You're just as charming as the day I met you." You wave off her advances before giving Moonbyul the kiss that she desires.

"You're worth every word, baby." She winks before placing a hand on your waist.

You laugh in an attempt to hide your embarrassment, and she smiles proudly before kissing your forehead.

"Listen, I hate to break this up… but we've got some cases to work on." Solar interrupts the two of you.

Moonbyul lets go of your waist, and you step away from her so she can grab the remaining coffee and baked goods.

"Do you have any updates for us, Wheein?" Moonbyul asks as Solar heads into her office.

"Actually, I do. You know that Mrs. Martinez heard back from her landlord, and they said…." Wheein and Moonbyul's voices fade away as they walk into Solar's part of the office.

Solar gives you a thumbs up and a warm smile.

"I'll make sure she gets home on time."

"You better." You jokingly say as Solar closes the office door.

You happily sigh before throwing away the trash and heading out the door.

~

The early morning hours tick by slowly as you await your wife's arrival to your small apartment. Well, technically speaking, it's her apartment, but you both pay rent and do chores. You had to fight tooth and nail to do so, however, since Moonbyul is very stuck in her ways. She barely lets you pay for dinner, so it took hours upon hours of convincing to get Moonbyul to let you pay your half of the rent.

You check the clock, and it's only been one minute since you've checked last.

It really gets boring at 3:31 in the morning, especially when your wife is out doing god-knows-what.

Although many would call Moonbyul a hero in the courtroom, that wasn't the only place that she helped to save lives. She preferred the term 'vigilante', but it was all the same to you.

When Moonbyul wasn't busy helping commonfolk navigate the court system, she'd be nonchalantly fighting crime late at night. You had accidentally found out yourself one night when she came home bloody and bruised when you were staying over at her place.

You had nearly called for emergency help, but Moonbyul persuaded you not to, which was when the truth came out. Initially, you were upset, but then you felt bad that she felt like she had to hide a part of herself from you. You had been so open and honest with her, yet she felt so guarded around you most of the time.

It took you much longer to realize why Moonbyul would, in the past, suddenly cancel late-night dates or flake out of certain social events. Once that realization hit you, you had decided to make your schedule work around hers. Late-night dates turned to morning coffee dates, and large social events became an intimate gathering among a few friends. Her comfort was above all for you, and you wanted to make this relationship work because you love Moonbyul with every atom in your body.

You roll over and check the clock once more.

It's 3:32… I better get the medical kit ready since I have nothing better to do, and I'm not going to bed anytime soon.

In the dark apartment, you manage to stumble into the bathroom. You turn on the light, and it flickers for a few moments as you readjust your eyes to the light.

You grab the medical kit from one of the drawers by the sink, and you set out one bandage of every size, some burn cream, an ointment for cuts, and a medium-sized roll of gauze.

That's when you hear the door open, and you grab the gauze roll before stepping out of the bathroom.

Without hesitation, you throw the gauze in the general direction of the person who just entered your house.

Moonbyul catches the item without looking in your direction, and she softly laughs while shaking her head.

"Our apartment is locked, sweetheart. Who else is going to get in here besides me?"

She tosses her mask to the side before turning on a light.

"I don't know, but I'd like to be prepared for an emergency." You huff before crossing your arms.

The skin-tight suit and messy hair is a different look to Moonbyul than the suit-wearing, tidy lawyer that you saw in the morning.

"It's nice to know that you're thinking about protecting yourself, but please throw something that could actually hurt someone if that should ever happen."

You try not to laugh as you eye her for injuries.

"Busy night?"

"No, it was quiet. Too quiet, if you're asking me." Moonbyul says before carelessly laying on the couch.

"I'm glad you're not hurt, though." You turn off the bathroom light, and you close the door before approaching your wife.

"Me too." She sighs, and you lay next to her without saying a word. "You can come closer, Y/N. I don't bite too hard~"

"Ah, why do you say things like that!" You exclaim before lightly smacking her shoulder.

"I do it because I love you." She earnestly says while catching your hand with hers.

"I know you do, babe." You comfort her by pulling yourself towards her. "I love you too."

"I wish we could spend the rest of our lives like this." She mumbles before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"I know, but you've got a city to save and defend." You softly encourage her before the both of you yawn in unison.

"And you've got lots of things on your plate as well."

"That's why nights like these are amazing." You say before allowing your eyes to close. "I'd do everything over again if it met that I'd end up with you."

You wait for her to respond, but you're quickly able to tell that she's already asleep.

Good. Moonbyul needs the rest because this city needs its defender and protector in peak condition.

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[blu-joons]

When You Back Hug Them ~ Mamamoo Reaction

Solar:

The moment you saw Yongsun awake, you got out of the bed and came up alongside her, hugging her from behind as she began to browse her wardrobe.

The feeling of warmth brought a smile to her face as soon as she felt you there. “How did you sleep?” You asked, peering at her just past her shoulder.

“It’s nice to be home,” she immediately replied, “and sleep in my own bed again.”

“It definitely wasn’t the same without you here.”

A content sigh escaped from Yongsun as she began to pick out an outfit with you still holding onto her. “It’s never the same being away from you.”

“I had no one to hug for three weeks,” you huffed, “I even slept holding onto a pillow some nights to try and feel better.”

The corners of Yongsun’s smile turned up as soon as you spoke, “I’m back now, and you can hold onto me and cuddle up to me as much as you want to.”

“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer too.”

Moonbyul:

Your steps were silent as you found Byulyi in her studio, carefully moving around as she continued to concentrate on the software on her laptop screen.

After waiting for her eyes to look away, you grabbed onto her, quickly making her jump. “Surprise,” you laughed, sniggering at the look of shock on her face.

“What are you playing at?” She groaned, hitting against your arm, “you fool.”

“I thought I’d come and see how you were doing.”

Byulyi’s head shook back at you with a chuckle, placing one of her hands over her heart. “I was doing alright before you decided to give me a massive fright.”

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself,” you responded, “I wasn’t expecting to see you jump as much as you did though.”

Her other hand nudged against your waist as you pulled her closer into your front. “You better have something with me to make up for terrifying me like that.”

“I might have a couple of snacks lying around.”

Wheein:

Your arms moved around Wheein’s waist as soon as you came downstairs and saw her walking around the living room, catching her in your grasp.

The sudden hug from behind her made her gasp as she looked past her shoulder to see you there. “I didn’t hear you get home,” you smiled back to her.

“I thought I’d be quiet,” she laughed, “I thought that maybe you were out.”

“I was just tidying, sorting things out upstairs.”

Wheein’s frame soon rested back against yours, “I hope you were clearing the stuff from the bed because I really fancy just laying down after today.”

“That’s exactly what I was doing,” you chuckled in reply, “you were in such a rush this morning, you left the place in a right state.”

A shy smile crept onto Wheein’s face, “I would have tidied it up once I got home, but luckily for me, I’ve got you here to look after me instead of worrying about that.”

“Anything to make life a little bit easier for you.”

Hwasa:

Your head shook as Hyejin continued to shy away from you, showing her back to you so that you couldn’t see her trying her best to control her tears.

However, what she wasn’t expecting was a sudden pair of arms moving around her waist. “It’s alright,” you whispered, hugging her tightly from behind.

“I don’t even know why I’m upset,” she frowned in reply, “it’s just a lot.”

“You’ve been so stressed these past few days.”

Hyejin’s head nodded in agreement with you as she felt your chin rest against her shoulder. “I guess now it’s all just finally getting on top of me a little bit.”

“Let it all go,” you tried your best to encourage, “you know that you don’t have to pretend to be happy all the time around me.”

A hum of agreement came from Hyejin. “You’re right, if there’s anyone that I know that I can be myself around, then that person is definitely going to be you.”

“I’ll always be here for you, you know that.”

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[ggreactionsandscenarios]

Mamamoo reaction to being under mistletoe with their crush?

Mamamoo Reactions

Being under the mistletoe with their crush

Solar

Yongsun looked at you bewildered by your explanation. She didn't know there was such a thing as kissing under the mistletoe, it took time for her to believe you. Yet she did end up saying it was a good tradition and that she should write it down somewhere. She ran off leaving you standing under the mistletoe alone while she was setting up her camera, she wanted to capture this moment.

Moonbyul

Moonbyul didn't bother following the tradition, she brought her own mistletoe. It was hidden in her pocket all evening until she dropped you home. When you were about to open your front door she got a hold of your hand bringing you closer to her, until you were pressed against her. That's when she placed her other hand, the one holding the mistletoe above your heads. And with the biggest smirk on your face kissed you.

Wheein

Wheein was stressed out about pretty much everything concerning this Christmas ball organised by your town. And if she did expect most of the Christmas theme tradition she completely forgot about this one. Maybe on purpose maybe not but when you finally gathered the courage to talk to her, a friend of yours was fast to interrupt you two and point out the branch. Making both Wheein and you completely uncomfortable, as fast as you were to tell her you didn't had to, she was now all about this tradition.

Hwasa

Hyejin noticed the mistletoe way before you did and somehow she got you right where she wanted. When the clock hit midnight you were slow dancing under the arc when she pointed out the green leaves claiming her prize. You couldn't help but chuckle at her silliness and the way she was pursing her lips. Yet you did end up giving her a kiss, you've been flirting for a while so it was only fair for your first kiss to be something fun.

Hey, here is your request -Ael

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[hrtkbu]

♀ 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐎 | 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑜𝑠 𝑑'𝑒𝑢𝑥 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡.

SITUATION Vous faisiez partie d'un tout nouveau groupe, malgré les quelques avis mitigés, le nom de votre groupe avait pris de plus en plus d'ampleur dans le monde de la K-Pop. Mamamoo, groupe débuté en 2014 ne voyait leur popularité augmentée que depuis l'a sorti de leur M/V : Starry Night. Vos deux groupes parlaient énormément l'un de l'autre lors de plusieurs émissions, les fans vous mettant la pression pour sortir une chanson en commun.

SOLAR

Membre la plus bruyante#1

Vous faisiez partie des membres les plus bruyantes de vos groupes, alors quand vous vous étiez rencontrées, tous avaient regretté votre fusion.

Entre farce et crie, vous ne preniez pas de repos.

Chanteuse principale du groupe, vous aviez sorti les meilleurs High Note de l'industrie coréenne (noté l'exagération), époustouflant l'ensemble des spectateurs présents.

MOONBYUL

MoonByul était un flirt ambulant, n'hésitant pas à vous taquiner encore et encore.

C'était le « GirlCrush » de toutes les idoles féminines.

Les fans avaient d'ailleurs commencé à vous mettre en « couple », les rumeurs comme quoi MoonByul serait lesbienne déjà présent depuis de nombreuses années.

Malgré les merveilleux talents en danse de MoonByul, vos managers avaient décidé de vous mettre en collaboration côté rap.

Comme Wheein, vous aviez fait une intro mais de rap.

WHEEIN

Membre la plus bruyante#2

Avec solar, vous étiez le trio de vos deux groupes, bruyant à souhait.

Vous étiez aussi de très bonnes danseuses, créant la chorégraphie de votre M/V.

Pour introduire votre performance, vous aviez fait une danse en duo, bien plus sexy que prévu.

HWASA

Vous étiez la plus mature du groupe, vous occupant d'écrire vos chansons, la majorité de ceux-ci faisant partie des plus populaires de votre groupe à l'heure actuelle.

Hwasa était une jeune femme très mature aussi, étant même perfectionniste sur les bords, alors bien évidemment que vous deux étiez devenu très proche dès votre rencontre, gardant contact après votre collaboration.

Vous étiez toutes deux, les « beautés occidentales » du groupe, n'ayant pas peur de montrer avec puissance toute la confiance qui coulait en vous.

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[andyxficial]

𝗜 𝗣𝗨𝗧 𝗔 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨; 𝙷𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙰.

𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘 +18.

Meu primeiro imagine no mundo do kpop, estou um pouco insegurança, mas, precisava ser com a hwasa. Essa mulher é foda, sinceramente. Torço muito para que vocês gostem.

Vou amar ler cada comentário. Beijos, até a próxima.

Vamos a leitura.

...

        Às palavras escapavam com maestria dos lábios bem desenhados de S/N García; a latina que havia ingressado recentemente no mundo do kpop, o qual vinha cobiçando e desejando por anos de sua vida. Com apenas dezoito anos, conseguiu esse feito. Após um ano como trainee, o que acabou chamando a atenção de muitos, devido ao pouco tempo em que passou em comparação à outros idols. Fazendo parte do grupo Mamamoo, o qual já estava em curso á algum tempo. No momento, a latina de olhos escuros, participava de uma entrevista juntamente ao seu grupo. Estava distraída enquanto respondia uma pergunta, mas, havia alguém que a observava, cada detalhe, milimetricamente, Hyujin, ou como é conhecida popularmente, Hwasa. Mas, como a própria S/N adorava chamá-la, Maria. A belíssima mulher de fios escuros e lábios cheinhos, analisava com calma, o rosto de sua nova companheira de equipe. Enquanto se perguntava como a latina conseguia esconder tão bem a sua verdadeira face. Por trás de um rosto angelical, um corpo escultural, e um talento nato. García não era um anjo, a coreana sabia disso melhor do que ninguém, mas, ela transmitia isso para todos. Os seus fãs, os quais amava e agradecia por tê-los, e até mesmo os seus haters, os quais a mesma fazia questão de debochar após cada crítica. Hwasa a admirava na mesma proporção que não a suportava. Admirava a sua força, e a forma como a mesma não dava a mínima para críticas, mas, odiava o seu cinismo, a maneira como não conseguia olhá-la nos olhos por muito tempo. Se sentia pequena perto de uma maldita garota de apenas dezoito anos, e a odiava por isso. Às meninas do grupo não conseguiam entender o motivo de tamanho incômodo com a maknae do grupo, afinal, ela não dava motivos, certo? Ao menos era isso o que todos da equipe pensavam.

        Mas, não. Não, não era isso.

       Tinha motivo, inúmeros motivos, a maneira como a tirava do sério indiretamente era um dos motivos. Os sorrisos de canto, às mordidas no lábio inferior, a forma como mexia o quadril largo e olhava com aqueles olhos, aqueles malditos olhos que mais pareciam possuir um brilho demoníaco em sua direção, isso a fazia tremer, suar, sentir a boca seca, apenas atiçando-a para logo em seguida vê-la sorrir maliciosamente em sua direção com a certeza do efeito que a causava, isso apenas a fazia odiá-la ainda mais. Se sentia pequena, enfeitiçada, e pior, excitada, sempre que via o seu desempenho no palco. Sentia um desejo, um maldito desejo que fazia xingá-la em todas às línguas que conhecia. Naquele exato momento, enquanto se reuniam para posar para uma foto, o pequeno demônio estava fazendo isso, enquanto sustentava um inocente sorriso em seus lábios, a mão pequena e macia estava na cintura da mais velha, onde depositou um forte aperto.

          Hwasa se remexeu inquieta, e isso foi suficiente para García se sentir satisfeita. Era seu hobbie deixá-la desconfortável em público, vê-la tentando conter o rubor que adornava sua face, e o palavrão que segurava em sua boca. Não sabe como explicar, nem mesmo consegue entender o que a levou a isso. A desejá-la desde o primeiro momento em que esteve ao seu lado, desde a primeira troca de olhares, o primeiro abraço, aquele onde a voz com uma leve rouquidão lhe deu às boas vindas ao grupo. Desde o primeiro dia  em que a viu dançar, e desejou arrancar cada maldita peça que a impedia de visualizar cada pedaço daquele corpo. O qual parecia ter sido moldado com extrema delicadeza, com um imenso cuidado, para que não tivesse onde pôr defeito. Soube desde aquele momento, Hwasa seria a sua perdição, mesmo que já estivesse perdida á muito tempo. E, nem mesmo se importava com isso, apenas afirmou mentalmente, aquela mulher seria sua. Era isso que desejava, e a teria. García sempre foi uma mulher determinada, e usaria todas suas armas.

      Estavam no carro que a levariam de volta ao dormitório. O clima estava ameno entre Byul, Solar e Wheein, sorriam entre si, enquanto conversavam sobre algo aleatório, estavam tão distraídas que nem mesmo conseguiam perceber o clima pesado que havia se instalado nos bancos de trás do carro. Hwasa olhava para a paisagem, enquanto sentia o sangue ferver. Enquanto isso, García, possuía um sorriso malicioso em seus lábios, e olhava para a mulher ao seu lado de relance. Ela estava puta. Porra, ela estava muito puta, e como isso à deixava satisfeita. Caralho, e tão excitada. O maxilar travado, a mão em punho, e os olhos cerrados, ela estava fervendo em frustração. Ao chegarem ao dormitório, todas passaram a conversar sobre o dia, e posteriormente seguiriam para seus respectivos quartos, e por ironia do destino, ou não, García e Hwasa dividiam o mesmo quarto. A coreana nem mesmo disfarçou a sua raiva, e logo seguiu para o quarto em passos pesados. O que acabou chamando a atenção das demais, às quais pareciam genuinamente confusas com o humor da rapper.

     ── Hyun... ─ Moonbyul nem mesmo conseguiu concluir a sua fala, pois antes disso, a coreana já havia desaparecido em um dos corredores. Logo, a de fios loiros baixou a mão, e olhou em direção às companheiras de grupo. ── O que houve com ela? ─ Havia preocupação em sua pergunta. Sempre soube da união de todas, o acolhimento entre elas, sentiu isso na pele, e nem mesmo podia negar o quanto admira isso.

      ── Ela parecia chateada durante toda a entrevista. Aconteceu algo que não vimos? ─ Wheein perguntou, possuía um copo de água em sua mão. Os olhos pequenos cerrados, provavelmente, tentando recordar de algo.

     ── Eu vou falar com ela. ─ Solar se prontificou, enquanto erguia o corpo do pequeno estofado.

     ── Ela só deve 'tá cansada. Vocês sabem como a Maria é, ela não consegue descansar até que tudo esteja perfeito. ─ García se pronunciou, pois, tinha um plano em mente. ── Assim como vocês estão cansadas, consigo escutar o bocejo daqui. ─ Disse, sorrindo angelicalmente, enquanto às demais a acompanhavam no riso. ── Descansem, por favor, sim? Eu vou ver como ela está, e não se preocupem, qualquer coisa eu aviso a todas. Somos uma família, afinal. Descansem, o dia foi longo. E, temos muito o que fazer ao amanhecer. ─ Juntou suas pequenas mãos. Sn ainda tinha aquele sorriso em seus lábios, quando todas assentiram, Solar, olhava firmemente nos olhos da maknae, parecendo estar orgulhosa do seu posicionamento. Logo, se despediram e caminharam em direção aos seus respectivos quartos. García ainda tinha aquele sorriso angelical no lábio quando às três sumiram no imenso corredor, logo, o mesmo deu lugar a um sorriso malicioso. Enquanto a mesma caminhava em direção a sua mochila, buscando o que havia escondido tão bem. Sabia o quanto odiavam que ingerisse bebida alcoólica. Buscou o vinho, e às duas taças.

     Caminhava lentamente em direção ao quarto que dividia com Hwasa. E, nada havia lhe preparada para a surpresa que teria ao entrar no quarto. O tapa em sua cara com toda a certeza não estava em seus planos. Ainda com o rosto virado, e a raiva correndo em suas veias, a mesma escutou a respiração acelerada da coreana. Sim, ela estava muito puta.

     ── Qual a porra do seu problema? ─ Gritou, enquanto apertava ainda mais os punhos. García apenas pôde sorrir em escárnio ao vê-la naquela situação. Enquanto deixava o vinho e às taças sob a mesinha ao lado da cabeceira da cama. O que fez com que a rapper se aproximasse com a intenção de estapeá-la mais uma vez, sendo parada pela mão da latina em seu pulso. A qual a puxou com força, cara a cara, corpos colados, olho no olho, e respirações ofegantes.

      ── Não. ─ Balançou a cabeça negativamente, enquanto o seu polegar massageava o pulso ao qual segurava. ── Você não quer fazer isso, bae. ─ Sussurrou rente aos lábios carnudos de Hwasa. A qual sentiu seu coração acelerar, enquanto engolia em seco, na tentativa falha de desviar o olhar. ── Porque no fundo, bem no fundo, você sabe qual o meu problema, não sabe? ─ Com a mão livre, a latina aproximou do pescoço da mesma, onde acariciou com calma. Enquanto via a mesma fechando os olhos.

 

       ── Eu odeio você. Odeio esse seu comportamento. Odeio como todos acham que você é um anjo, sendo que é o próprio diabo. ─ Hwasa tentava ser firme, mas, não havia firmeza em sua fala. Tinha os olhos fechados, se aproveitando do toque que a latina lhe dava. E, se sentia ridícula por isso. Logo ela, uma mulher tão forte, tão poderosa aos olhos de muitos, logo ela, como pode permitir que uma menina a trate de tal maneira. E, foi pensando nisso, que, empurrou a outra com força. ── Não encoste mais em mim, S/N. ─ Havia fogo em seus olhos, mas, também havia um pulsar entre suas pernas com aquele simples toque. Se sentia ridícula por nem mesmo conseguir passar firmeza em sua fala, pois no fundo, a coreana queria, ela desejava aquele toque, ela desejava aquela maldita garota. ── Você não tem esse direito. ─ Afirmou, enquanto via a latina retirar o blazer que cobria a parte superior de seu corpo, a qual possuía apenas um cropped cobrindo os seus seios, logo tratando de se aproximar um pouco mais de seu corpo. Deu alguns passos pra trás em resposta.

     ── Tem certeza disso, bae? ─ A latina continuava se aproximando do corpo que inutilmente tentava se afastar do seu. Sorriu ao vê-la fechar os olhos mais uma vez, desviando o olhar, nem mesmo a repeliu quando os lábios da latina tocaram a pele do seu pescoço em um beijo molhado. O sorriso alargou ao vê-la se arrepiar diante de tal ação. ── Não mente pra mim, meu doce. ─ Sussurrou. ── Não peça para que eu me afaste, quando na verdade, anseia por minha aproximação. Deseja o meu toque, me olha como se eu fosse o seu maior desejo. ─ Hwasa levou a mão trêmula ao abdômen da latina. Enquanto ofegava ao sentir o toque dos lábios mais uma vez. ── Você me deseja, assim como eu te desejo. Deseja arrancar cada peça que cobre o meu corpo nesse exato momento, deseja saber se estou pulsando por você, assim como está pulsando por mim nesse momento, não? ─ Os olhos escuros visualizaram quando a coreana apertou suas pernas, estava certa, ela a desejava da mesma maneira. ── Já sonhou comigo, Maria? Já desejou me ter entre suas pernas, chupando, tomando todo o seu mel, eu sei que sim. ─ O sorriso malicioso se alargou ao escutar um baixo gemido após uma mordida no pescoço alheio. Ela teria alguns problemas para esconder às marcas no dia seguinte, mas, tampouco se importava com isso.

    ── P-pare... ─ Sussurrou, a voz fraca, e os olhos permaneciam fechados.

    ── Eu quero muito foder você, bae. Eu quero tocar cada pedacinho desse seu corpo delicioso, beijar, morder, cada pedaço de sua pele. Provar do seu gosto, escutar todos os seus gemidos, te deixar marcada como minha, Hyunjin. ─ A latina dizia despudoramente, enquanto sua destra se ocupava de puxar os fios da nuca da coreana, e seus lábios permaneciam maltratando o pescoço alheio. ── Então, se realmente quer que eu pare, e nunca mais a toque, me empurre, me bata, me coloque pra fora daqui agora. Estou esperando, bae.

        Nem mesmo um minuto se passou, a coreana já tinha a sua resposta formada em mente, deu adeus à todos os pensamentos que lhe diziam pra se afastar da latina, quando, avançou nos lábios da mulher de curvas sinuosas. Inicialmente um beijo desajeitado devido a surpresa por parte da García. Logo, às mãos subiram o corpo da coreana, tocando, apertando, tomando tudo o que conseguia. Enquanto às línguas se encontravam em uma dança lenta e sensual, despudorada, erótica. Os lábios de Hwasa eram maltratados pela latina. Enquanto se deliciavam com o gosto de suas bocas. Os braços da coreana foram parar ao redor do pescoço da mais nova, quando essa levou às mãos para a alça do vestido da coreana. Vendo o tecido de seda caindo aos pés da mais velha. Aquele corpo, aquele maldito corpo que por tanto tempo desejou tocar. Às curvas, nas quais desejava se perder, a pele macia e cheirosa, aquela mulher era um pecado. E, por sorte, S/N era uma pecadora nata. Levou às mãos para às coxas torneadas da coreana, dando o impulso preciso para que Hwasa pudesse adornar a cintura fina. Caminhou com a coreana em direção a cama, onde deitou a mesma. Os lábios se separaram no exato momento em que García ergueu o corpo na intenção de retirar a calça social que ainda vestia, ficando apenas com a calcinha pequena e o cropped que impedia que seus seios saltassem pra fora. Hwasa se encontrava com os olhos bem abertos, contemplando a mulher em sua frente. A qual percebeu de imediato o olhar da mais velha, mordeu o lábio inferior enquanto se aproximava da cama, sentando no colo da mais velha. Pegando às mãos da mais velha, levando-as em direção aos seus seios. A coreana parecia hipnotizada enquanto movimentava suas mãos lentamente, mas, logo tratou de baixar o cropped que a impedia de ter uma total visão da parte superior da pequena. Logo os seios medianos, e mamilos teso devido a excitação, estavam a mercê da mais velha. A qual fechou os olhos calmamente enquanto apertava a carne macia em suas mãos. García fechou os olhos e sentiu um pulsar em sua boceta, mordendo o lábio inferior para conter um gemido. Hwasa não pôde conter o sorriso quando viu tal cena, logo, levando a ponta da língua ao mamilo da latina. Lambendo calmamente o mesmo, rodeando-o, enquanto apertava com força o esquerdo. García nem mesmo pensou antes de levar às mãos ao feche do sutiã que a impedia de ver os seios da coreana. Logo o mesmo estava sendo lançado em algum canto do quarto. E, tinha os seios em suas mãos. García tinha a cabeça tombada pra trás, enquanto Hwasa se deliciava com os toques da garota em seu colo, e com os gemidos manhosos desta. A latina passou a rebolar no colo da coreana, na intenção de conter a excitação que tomava o seu corpo no momento. Aquela sensação estava lhe enlouquecendo, mas, precisava de mais. Precisava chupá-la, sentir o gosto da coreana que por tanto tempo fantasiou em sua mente. Por isso, levou às mãos aos ombros da mesma, empurrando-a na cama novamente, logo, tratou de se ajoelhar no chão, tendo o quadril da mais velha na beirada da cama. Levou às mãos às beiradas da lingerie preta e desceu a mesma, desceu às mãos das coxas torneadas ao tornozelo. Beijando cada pedaço da pele exposta, não esquecendo de depositar um beijo na virilha, vendo a mais velha se remexer em agonia.

     ── Você é linda pra caralho. ─ Sussurrou a latina, enquanto deixava uma mordida na coxa da mais velha. Recebendo em troca um gemido alto, e mãos entrelaçadas em seus fios tingidos, puxando-os com força.  ── Shii... ─ Levou o indicador ao lábio. ── Solar estava preocupada. Não queremos que ela entre aqui e me encontre com a boca em sua boceta, certo? ─ Boca suja, promíscua pra caralho, essa era a S/N que poucos conheciam. Entre esses, Hwasa. ── Eu não me importo muito com plateia, sabe. ─ Continuava à falar, como se não tivesse descendo a mão em direção a boceta encharcada da mais velha. A qual pulsava pra si a cada palavra que escapava por seus lábios. Abriu às pernas da coreana, lambendo os lábios ao visualizar o quão molhada a mesma estava. ── Eu até gosto... ─

Um verdadeiro demônio fantasiado de anjo. Continuou a falar normalmente, enquanto pressionava o clitóris inchado da mais velha, escutando o gemido manhoso da outra, assim como tentava inutilmente fechar às pernas. ─ Eu adoraria que elas entrassem aqui, e te vissem nessa situação lamentável. ─ Pressionou com ainda mais força, sorrindo como o diabo sorriria, ao vê-la tombando a cabeça pra trás em um gemido mudo. ── Excitada, molhada pra cacete e gemendo como uma cadela. Porra, você tá pingando... ─ Enfiou de uma só vez dois dedos dentro da mais velha. Hwasa arqueou às costas, enquanto flexionava os dedos dos pés, queria xingar a mais nova, mandá-la para o inferno, mas, nem mesmo conseguia. Aquela sensação que tomava o seu ser, aquele calor, o prazer que sentia apenas por ter os dedos da mais nova parados dentro de si. Se sentia pequena, patética, mas, acima de tudo, muito excitada. Moveu o quadril na intenção de vê-la mover os dedos, mas, nada adiantou. Sentiu a mão da mesma em sua cintura, a impedindo de continuar com os movimentos. Hwasa se remexeu ainda mais inquieta, tentando, teimando, mas, teve seus movimentos parados mais uma vez. Um muxoxo chamou a atenção da mais nova, a qual tinha um sorriso cínico adornando os lábios chamativos.

     ── S/N...

    O sussurro mas pareceu um gemido. O qual chegou aos ouvidos da latina em bom grado.

      ── Diga, amor. Diga o que precisa, e eu farei.

      A coreana engoliu em seco, enquanto lutava contra seus próprios desejos. Não iria implorar, não, jamais faria isso, seria humilhante. Mas, porra. Sua virilha queimava, aquela sensação estava lhe enlouquecendo. Porque diabos ela não movia os dedos dentro de si, ela estava querendo lhe enlouquecer.

      ── Peça, Maria. Eu sei o que quer, mas, só farei, quando escutar o pedido saindo por essa boquinha gostosa. ─ Para provocar, confundir um pouco mais a mente da mais velha, atiçá-la, enlouquecer a mesma, a mais nova girou os dedos dentro da boceta encharcada, recebendo um gemido agudo em resposta. A risada reverberou no quarto, se deliciando com aquela tortura. Mesmo que também estivesse sofrendo com isso. Salivava para sentir o gosto daquela mulher. Socou novamente, repetidas vezes, parando ao vê-la tentar fechar às pernas e revirar os olhos. Respirando fundo ao vê-la olhando com um brilho assassino em seus olhos.

      ── Quer gozar, amor? Eu posso te fazer gozar. Usando meus dedos, minha língua, e até mesmo espancando essa sua bunda gostosa. Pois eu sei, por trás de toda essa marra, se esconde uma cadela safada que adora levar uns tapas no lugar certo. Mas, precisa pedir. Implore, meu doce. Eu sei que quer. ─ Os olhos de S/N brilhavam, a latina sentia a própria boceta pulsar, e apertava às pernas na intenção de ter alguma fricção. Mas, não daria o braço a torcer enquanto Hwasa não dissesse o que ela queria. E, veio. Quando menos esperou, veio.

    ── P-por favor... ─ Murmurou, manhosa. ── Por favor, me faça gozar. Soque seus dedos fundo e forte dentro de minha boceta, eu preciso disso, por favor. ─ A latina sentiu que poderia gozar com apenas aquelas palavras. Sentiu escorrer perna abaixo. Mordeu o lábio inferior fortemente, sentindo o gosto do sangue em sua língua. Nem mesmo pensou muito, passou a meter fundo e forte dentro da coreana. Os urros da mesma tomando conta do quarto, não se importava mais caso alguém escutasse. Queria isso, queria que soubessem o que estava acontecendo naquele quarto. Sentia a boceta aperta comprimir seus dedos, se abaixou um pouco mais, passando a usar sua língua. Enfiando o músculo quente no buraquinho da mesma, enfiando e tirando rapidamente, logo tratando de lamber toda a boceta, até que passasse a sugar e mordiscar o clitóris da mesma. Hwasa era uma bagunça em gemidos, os olhos reviravam, às pernas inquietas nos ombros da mais nova, a saliva que escorria do canto da boca. S/N continuava a usar a língua, enquanto adicionava o terceiro dedo, às pernas da mais velha tremeram, costas arqueada, olhos apertados e um urro de prazer que tomou conta de todo o cômodo. Chegou ao ápice, dando o prazer da latina sugar todo o seu gozo, enquanto permanecia socando os dedos no interior apertado, fazendo com que acabasse choramingando por estar sensível devido aos estímulos. A coreana estava ofegante, inquieta, sentia que gozaria novamente se a latina continuasse a estimulando daquela maneira. Tombou a cabeça pra trás, choramingando, implorando pra que a mesma a deixasse descansar, pois não aguentaria mais um orgasmo naquele momento. Estava errada, quando a mais nova aumentou novamente a velocidade das estocadas, sentiu o queimor em seu baixo ventre, os olhos revirando mais uma vez, enquanto movimentava o quadril em direção ao rosto da mais nova. Apertando o lençol da cama, mordendo fortemente o lábio inferior, queria gozar novamente, precisava gozar mais uma vez, gozaria na boca daquela mulher mais uma vez. E, faria isso com todo o prazer. Maldita, um pequeno demônio. Mas, ela lhe fodia tão bem.

     ── Fode, isso, a-ah. Mais forte, isso, estou quase...

     A latina levou a mão livre a própria intimidade ainda coberta pela calcinha, apertando, vendo o quão molhada estava. Adentrou o tecido, levando os dedos ao clitóris inchado, não pensou muito antes de enfiar dois dedos em sua boceta igualmente encharcada. Socava fortemente em Hwasa, enquanto os gemidos da mais velha eram estímulos para que metesse com força em ambas. Gemia com a boca ocupada na boceta da mais velha. Revirava os olhos de prazer, sentindo o quão perto estava, aumentou os movimentos na mais velha e em si.

     ── Mais forte, por favor, mais...

     Com os gemidos da mais velha, a latina rodou os dedos em ambas bocetas, sentindo quando a sua parceira de equipe apertou seus dedos pela segunda vez. E, o queimor tomou o seu ventre, Hwasa melou seus dedos e sua face com sua porra, enquanto isso, a sua própria boceta apertava seus dedos e os melava com a sua porra. Gemeu de encontro a boceta da mais velha, o que a fez gemer em desespero pelo estímulo.

        Ambas ofegantes, em busca do controle da respiração.

    Hwasa se sentia fraca, mas, diferente do que esperava, estava realizada. E, pior. Queria mais, ainda mais, queria a sensação do corpo quente da latina juntamente ao seu. Ergueu o rosto a tempo de visualizar o olhar nada discreto da mais nova em direção a sua boceta maltratada.

    ── Eu passaria horas te chupando, e tenho certeza, não enjoaria nunca.

     Aquela voz rouca, a qual ficava belíssima nas músicas, enlouquecendo seus fãs, agora enlouquecia a coreana. A qual balançou a cabeça negativamente, enquanto permitia que um sorriso desacreditado escapasse dos seus lábios.

      ── Você é um demônio. ─ Sussurrou, enquanto olhava nos olhos escuros da mais nova.

     ── Sim, eu sou um demônio, bae. Mas, eu posso te levar ao céu. 

     Devolveu, ousada, suja. Hwasa não podia discordar disso. Não após sentir aquela sensação.

   A latina retirou a calcinha, e passou a engatilhar o corpo da mais velha. Colou os lábios mais uma vez, fazendo com que Hwasa sentisse o seu próprio sabor. Enquanto se posicionava onde desejava, entrelaçando suas pernas, e friccionando seus clitóris inchados devido aos estímulos anteriores. Ambas gemeram entre o beijo. S/N não perdeu tempo, passou a se movimentar, intercalando entre o lento e rápido. Sentindo a sensação gostosa que era causada pelos clitóris raspando um ao outro. Hwasa segurava em sua cintura, enquanto a latina tombava a cabeça pra trás, gemendo alto, nem mesmo se importando em ser discreta. Ali ela não precisava disso. Rebolou, pressionou, gemeu, sentiu um filete de saliva escorrendo no canto de sua boca, quando a mais velha passou a chupar seu peito, mordendo, apertando, deixando ainda mais sensível do que já se encontrava. S/N deixaria Hwasa fazer o que quisesse consigo, mas, a mais velha não precisava saber disso. A mais nova apertou os peitos da mais velha, quando, mais uma vez, chegaram ao ápice. Continuou a se mover lentamente, até que revirou os olhos, e caiu exausta sobre o corpo da mais velha. A qual se encontrava uma bagunça, assim como a mais nova. Respiração ofegante, meladas de porra, olhos cerrados e cabelos bagunçados. A mais nova tinha um sorriso terno desenhado nos lábios, satisfeita, enquanto a mais velha se encontrava mais confusa do que antes. Hwasa suspirou, enquanto levava a mão ao cabelo da mais nova, acariciando o couro cabeludo.

   ── Que feitiço jogou em mim, garota?

    Perguntou, enquanto a risada deixava claro o quão confusa estava. Desde que conheceu a mais nova, ela não saia de sua mente, não conseguia nem disfarçar o quão excitada ficava com pequenas provocações da mais nova. S/N lhe enlouquecia, a forma como movimentava o quadril, mordia o lábio, a forma como todos pareciam babar em sua presença, a sua dualidade. Hwasa não tinha nem mais em que pensar: estava apaixonada, mas, era difícil confessar a si mesma que todo aquele ódio, era na verdade, amor. A mais nova sorriu com a pergunta, enquanto direcionava o olhar para a mulher, às bochechas gordinhas por estar deitada no busto da outra, o olhar inocente, totalmente diferente da mulher de minutos atrás.

     ── Eu joguei um feitiço em você, pois você é minha, Maria.

     O sorriso inocente estava de volta. Hwasa sentiu-se  amolecer, enquanto balançava a cabeça positivamente. E, juntava os lábios novamente em um selinho.

      ── Eu sou sua agora mesmo.

         Sussurrou, e ambas riram.

      Após tal dia, nada mais seria como antes. Hwasa seria de S/N, e a pequena seria de Hwasa. Como deveria ter sido desde o início.

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[ssaakuraaa]

mamamoo reaction ✧ (gxg)

mamamoo when you’re in the mood ykyk ✧

genre : suggestive

my bias : wheein

SOLAR ✧

once she realizes her face turns so red

stuttering mess

she finally gave in tho

things will get spicy reallll quick

MOONBYUL ✧

will notice immediately

will tease you for it first & make you embarrassed

would finally give you what you want after a while of teasing

screams top energy

WHEEIN ✧

would be kinda shy at first

but then would be dominant

would get straight into it

i also think she would also be a top

HWASA ✧

“oh really, y/n?”

she would think it’s a joke & start laughing

“well that sucks- oh wait you’re serious”

would be shook at first but then become dominant

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[bbykpoper]

The Ninth Life

There is a shop located near the Little River that is said to hold magic inside.

Won’t you come in to find out?

chan x reader

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

🔮 part 25 - shifting assholes

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

tnl masterlist

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[purecantarella]

Settle the Score

day 7 yall and this one is significantly shorter since i had a couple meetings today that drew on longer than i thought they would HAHAHA but i still didn't want to disappoint so here we are!! i hope you all enjoy this one 😁 moon byuli x reader x ahn hwasa disclaimer/s : not as explicit but has suggestive content, minors i suggest finding some flufflier or angstier content

Moonbyul and Hwasa often butt heads and compete over the tiniest things. While some arguments were bigger than others, the two rappers would always come together in the end. This one though…short to say it was a civil war between the two since the day the found out you’d hooked up with both of them in different periods of their lives.

You’d met Moonbyul shortly after their debut and were immediately taken by her charms and wit, with a few dates under her belt she took you to bed in a night of intense passion. But upon finding out that you would be working with her in the same company, you broke off the budding relationship without much of an explanation. Much to Byul’s dismay.

As for Hwasa, you two met and hooked up by chance while she and Wheein snuck out during their training years at a club. You were both drunk and sloppily fucked in the bathroom, returning to your apartment only to wake up alone the next day.

It took them both by surprise when they saw you preparing their make-up for a music video shooting. You on the other hand tried to remain professional, unaware of the spark you lit between them.

It was all passive at first, until one day push came to shove and they wanted to know which of them you enjoyed the most.

Taking advantage of Wheein and Solar having their unit videos being shot for their promotions, both rappers corner you in the secluded dressing room.

“Come on, Y/n…It’s all just a bit of fun…” Moonbyul husks in your ear from behind you while Hwasa lingers beside you, her dark eyes already raking over you like a piece of meat. You shudder under both their fierce and fevering gazes.

You laugh nervously as Moonbyul trails your arm up and down with her on-stage swagger only adding to the temptation. “Yeah, no one’s going to get hurt. We just want you to settle a little dispute we have going on.” Hwasa adds before her signature sinful smirk pulls at her lips, “But if memory serves me right, you loooove getting hurt.”

Moonbyul feels a rush of jealously when Hwasa says that, the youngest’s lips already pressing against the apex of your jaw. Your head tilting to the side to give her more room to offer you ecstasy. The oldest unrelenting takes you by the waist, grinding her front into your ass and rubbing your sensitive skin as she did. “Byul, Hyejin…” You whimper as their persistence never wore out.

Both their low and sultry voices ushering you with calming words made you break to their demands. You turn to face the oldest of the two, catching her off guard, wrapping a hand around her neck. A hot flush coating your cheeks, “If it’s to settle you both…”

Moonbyul’s lips are quick to take yours in a loving yet rough manner while Hwasa took the opportunity to strip you of your clothing, leaving your body at their mercy. Both their eyes hungrily take in your figure, excitement and arousal filling all three of you.

Moonbyul takes a step away from you to nudge at an equally dazed Hwasa. “What’s all this fighting for? I think I’d be satisfied just hearing Y/n’s glorious voice again…” She pauses to look at a smirking Hwasa. “How about we focus on giving this gorgeous woman the best time of her life.”

You gulp thickly as you watch helplessly adjust their positions, the youngest sliding behind you, her hands kneading your ass like dough, and the eldest kneeling in before you, tongue poking out hungrily. Hwasa’s lips are on the shell of your ear again as you moan softly, her movements turning rougher and rougher as the seconds pass. “I couldn’t agree more.” Her hands slither from your bottom to your tits, taking special care of your nipples as she did. Your head falls onto her shoulder as she does.

Moonbyul smirks at your spaced out expression, “To hell with settling the score then.”

With that, she dives into your center, with Hwasa muttering the dirtiest things into your ear as Moonbyul took her sweet time lapping up your center. You cry out, gripping both their heads, silently begging for more.

Short to say, they’re schedule was delayed by at least an hour, much to the dismay of the company but to your pleasure.  

a little shorter than i would have liked but i am writing this rather rushed this time 🥹 i'll do better tomorrow everyone ))): in any case, i love you all so, so much!! i hope you're all keeping safe and i will see you all tomorrow!! - r

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[emeraldelysian]

Moon Byulyi ✧ A Fine Taste

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Pairing: Moon Byulyi x Reader

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: With the late and disheveled arrival of your date, you are easily unimpressed by his demeanor and language. However, his lack of presence allowed you to engage in a flirtation with a woman across the bar- leading to heavenly wonders in the bar bathroom.

Wordcount: 2.6K+

Warnings: Brian’s lowkey homophobic, all my homies hate Brian; Reader has F. Anatomy; Bathroom Sex; Eating Out; Fingering; Praise Kink; Exhibitionist; Cum Eating

Note: This is honestly one of the best things I’ve ever written; Moonbyul is so hot in this and I don’t know if y’all will survive.

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“Sorry I'm late,” he says. 

As he briskly removes his jacket and shakes the rain from his hair, droplets fling onto the white tablecloth. A few land in the half-empty breadbasket, the contents of which are no longer steaming as they had been when the waiter first brought it to the table. 

“I’m Brian,” he says, extending his hand to you.

You scoff, rolling your eyes at the gesture—a bit too proper for someone who couldn’t even be bothered to account for the weather in rush hour traffic. Not to mention that he was interrupting wherever the night had been headed with the beautiful stranger at the bar, the one you had been eye-fucking the whole time you’d been waiting for him.

You shake Brian’s outreached hand anyway, hoping he doesn’t mistake the flush in your cheeks and cold sweat on your palms as a side effect of his presence.

“Y/N,” you say. For one horrific moment when he hesitates, you suspect he might bring your fingers to his lips, oblivious to your annoyance. Much to your relief, he releases his grip and narrows his eyes at the open bottle of wine chilling in an ice bucket between you both instead.

His brow arches. “Oh,” he says, frowning at the centerpiece, digging his wallet out of his pocket. “I see you’ve helped yourself. Not too expensive for a first date, I hope?”

It’s not just his words, but the screech of the chair and the stench of cheap cologne that makes you wrinkle your nose.

You don’t miss the way the brunette’s attention keeps drifting back to your table, her gaze flickering between you and your intruder.

You stifle a laugh. You weren’t invested in being set up with her mother’s colleague's son. But you do find it a little funny, now that he’s finally here, that he’s intruding on his own date.

Your admirer is clearly still interested, setting her sights now on your bare legs. Sucking in a breath, you steel yourself before crossing your knees. Your fingers twitch, but you fight the instinct to stop your skirt from rising to the side where the slit reveals your thigh.

“You’re in the clear,” You say, doing nothing to hide the sarcasm dripping from your tone. “It was a gift.”

His unkempt brows disappear behind his fringe. “Someone you know?”

Not yet. 

“Nope,” you reply, folding your arms, pointer finger tapping against your bicep.

He waits for you to elaborate.

Cocking your head to the side, you opt for playing dumb instead.

“Well, I guess we owe our mysterious onlooker a thank you,” he remarks after a moment of uncomfortable silence.

“My,” You correct.

His lips press together in a tight line. “What?”

“You were nowhere to be found,” you remind him. “So she is my mysterious onlooker, no?”

His pupils dilate, jaw unclenching. “She?”

You stiffen and nod, loathing how much you can anticipate his next response.

“Well, I guess I have nothing to worry about then.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” you counter, sighing at his baffled expression, “I’m not only into men.”

It takes a few seconds for your words to sink in and then, “Oh!” His face brightens, morphing into one of delight, as he glances around the restaurant, like a dog sniffing out his new favorite toy.

“Would you-”

“I need to use the ladies' room,” you snap, cutting off what was sure to be another request for a threesome from a straight man.

It’s not that you have anything against them- threesomes, or straight men in general. But you certainly won’t be entertaining anything with this one anytime soon, alone or with a partner.

Brian’s mouth opens and closes like a gaping fish washed up on the shore. You might have thought he was mildly handsome under different circumstances, but with the mere 5 minutes of his initial presentation, you were already tired of interacting with him.

You straighten your spine and walk tall away from your table. Your neck tingles as you pass the brunette woman, who is still nursing the same glass of whiskey, and her entourage. The sting of her eyes tracking your trajectory prickles every inch of your exposed skin.

You hasten into the bathroom and blow out a deep breath once inside. You blink at your reflection, fixing your appearance. Your palms linger, caressing and squeezing, imagining another pair of hands covering your own.

You could leave if you wanted. Just scrawl your number on a paper towel for your new crush and then sneak out the back. Then start a nice warm bath once back in your apartment, teasing yourself with your favorite vibrator. Dragging out your orgasm until you cum, fantasizing about those sunlit locks tangled through your fingers and soft rose kisses between your thighs. 

Your mother would be livid for ditching Brian, making it all the more tempting. 

With a sigh, you run the cold water into the sink, but just as you’re about to splash your flushed face, the door swings open, startling you. You glance up at the door through the mirror, the coffee-eyed beauty in holding eye contact with you as the door clicks shut behind her.

“Hello,” she says, calm and sweet with a soft hum of approval as her gaze lowers a fraction and your nipples harden beneath her stare.

Momentarily forgetting how to speak, your mouth snaps shut. The other woman’s lips curl into a soft grin, closing the distance to lean around you and turn off the faucet. 

“I’m Moon Byulyi, but you can call me Moonbyul,” she says, resting her hip against the counter, tugging her brown locks to one side to expose her neck, and angling her body towards you in the process. Your breath hitches, as you imagine running your fingers down Moonbyul’s clavicle.

You swallow. “Hi,” you say. Moonbyul arches a brow with such precision that you’re convinced she must have practiced that look at least a dozen times before. You clear your throat before adding, “I’m Y/N.”

“Hi, Y/N,” she murmurs, as a lover might from between the sheets. “It’s nice to meet you.” She doesn’t reach out to take her hand. Instead, she seems to be waiting for your next move. 

You wipe your palms on your dress, before wriggling them together. “You have a fine taste,” you murmur and immediately regret it. Moonbyul’s eyes light up, teeth sinking into her ruby-painted lip to stifle her laughter. “-in wine!” You finish quickly, blood rushing to your cheeks again. 

There’s a startling contrast between how controlled you are when men fawn over you, to how quickly you are reduced to a pool of mush when you’re caught in the sights of a pretty lady. Moonbyul licks her lips and all at once, the only thing you can focus on is how her mouth looks as inviting and red and sweet as the wine poured into your glass, empty and abandoned at the table.

Along with your date. 

There must be something in your expression that’s easy to read, because the next thing Moonbyul says is, “How long before you need to get back?”

You could tell her that you’re already planning an escape route, maybe even invite Moonbyul to come home with you. But the low huskiness of Moonbyul’s voice and the flash of danger in her eyes spark your curiosity past the point of no return. How far would you be willing to go here?

Your heart quickens, as you lift your chin and muster up the courage to say, “However long it takes.” 

Moonbyul’s eyes widen a fraction, apparently taken aback by this sudden forwardness. You wonder if you’ve made an awful mistake. 

You aren’t left wondering for long.

Time speeds up. One moment your feet are steady on the floor and the next your backside is pressed up against the sink while ridiculously soft fingers roam your torso, reaching upwards to trace your jaw, asking for permission. You release a shuddering breath and words escape you, before you’re frantically nodding into the kiss, hands skimming up Moonbyul’s silk blouse to knead her warm flesh.

You swallow Moonbyul’s moan as she moves to ruck up your navy dress. “Can I-”

“If you don’t, I will,” you admit.

Moonbyul beams at you and she melts into a puddle under your touch. “Up,” she commands and then adds, teasingly, “I want to see how fine my taste is.”

You bury your face in Moonbyul’s neck, sucking a mark onto her pulse point and nipping at her shoulder before obeying, hopping up onto the counter. A strangled gasp leaves your mouth when your bare skin hits the cool metal. 

Moonbyul shushes you, a gentle, “I got you,” passing her lips, breath tickling her chin.

Your stomach swoops as Moonbyul glides between your legs. She tugs the dip of your dress down like she’s unwrapping a present and swirls her tongue around your nipple like it’s her favorite flavor of ice cream.

You hiss at the sudden scrape of her teeth. “Wait-”

Moonbyul stills, instantly pulling back to check you over. “What’s wrong?”

“The door-” you pant. “Is it locked?”

Moonbyul’s smile is predatory. “Maybe,” she hedges, “if you want it to be.” Her lips brush against your ear. “But isn’t it hotter, not knowing if that inconsiderate boyfriend of yours will come barreling through here only to find my tongue buried deep in your cunt?”

Your moan is feral and yeah, maybe you should explain that Brian is most definitely not your boyfriend, but you’re not going to ruin this moment.

Your eyes meet again, mouth tumbling after. Moonbyul’s determination rolls off of her in waves, searching every inch of your skin, latching onto whatever sensitive flesh will make you shudder and gasp. Moonbyul rolls one of your nipples between her forefinger and thumb, sucking the other into her mouth with kitten licks and nips.

“You’re not playing fair,” you mutter, as Moonbyul draws her lips away with a pop, rewarding you with a seductive smirk.

“I don’t like rules.” The confession rolls off her tongue like it’s the world’s dirtiest secret. “But I do like keeping track of the ones I break.”

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” you groan while arching her back as Moonbyul slides your soaked lace panties down your legs and stuffs them into her purse.

“I’ll make up for it later,” she promises, the implication alone sending a thrill up your spine. Moonbyul sinks down to the floor. “Spread your legs for me, love.” 

Your head drops back and hits the mirror at the words. The ghost of a kiss finds the inside of your knee. 

“That’s it,” Moonbyul cues. Her praise does wonders to your body, sending a shiver straight to your clit. You briefly wonder if this is the work of some benevolent goddess, given that you were praying for this exact scenario not five minutes earlier.

You’ll worry about which religion to convert to later.

You look down just in time to catch Moonbyul in the act of sliding two fingers past her lips, sucking and coating them in spit. It’s probably not necessary, given that you’re practically vibrating with arousal, but Moonbyul makes a show of it and she’s such a pretty picture like this. 

Hell, you’re not going to stop her.

Moonbyul’s smile is coy when she catches you ogling her like she knows all the filthy thoughts running through your mind.

“Relax,” she says between quick breaths as she presses in closer. You grip Moonbyul’s free hand. Moonbyul flips it over lacing your fingers together, causing your heart to halt and stutter against her. “We’re both going to enjoy this.”

Moonbyul’s nose brushes up against your clit, breathing you in and sending small puffs of air over your center. Then, she pauses, leaving you wanting for a moment. She waits right up until you begin to squirm until a soft please leaves your lips. And then, as if that’s what she was waiting for, one long finger slips inside you with ease, the familiar pressure causing your eyes to roll back. 

It’s been too long since anyone has done this for you.

Moonbyul presses a chaste kiss to your clit before diving her tongue between your folds, humming and vibrating against you. You are up the wall with need, each new sensation igniting a white fire in your veins. She explores your cunt just like she explored the rest of you, thoroughly mapping your entire body with her mouth and tongue, and fingers. 

Moonbyul drags this out until you are dripping and pleading for her to return her attention to that bundle of nerves, before sliding another finger inside, curling at the knuckles, and playing your pleasure spot like a piano key. She learns fast, discovering where to apply more pressure each time you let out the most embarrassing noises, and exactly how much it takes to make you sing. Your toes curl as Moonbyul finds that sweet spot again and again.

“Hush,” Moonbyul murmurs from above your clit, causing you to jerk against Moonbyul’s mouth. “You don’t want anyone bursting in here to check on us now, do you?” You involuntarily clench down on her fingers and you feel Moonbyul’s smirk sweep across your inner thigh. “Or perhaps you do, naughty girl.”

With those words echoing in your mind, your orgasm builds inside you. Every thrust of Moonbyul’s fingers and every twist of her tongue brings you closer to release.

You thread your fingers through Moonbyul’s hair as delicately you can manage, but when they tighten and tug in spite of your care, Moonbyul’s movements grow more eager. She rolls her tongue harder against your clit, crooking her knuckles deeper.

There’s a sharp knock on the door and you gasp; the jump sends you right over the edge. You tighten and snap, riding out your orgasm on Moonbyul’s face, biting your fist to muffle your screams. Your vision whites out and your legs shake. Moonbyul slows her pace, gently licking around your folds as you come down from your high.

The deep voices behind the door grow louder and more urgent. You nearly panic but Moonbyul takes care of it. She pulls away far enough to shout, “Just give us a minute, we’re dealing with some girly issues if you catch my drift.”

You might have laughed if she weren’t so exhausted.

Once the footsteps fade away, Moonbyul rests her head against your thigh, looking through her lashes. “You good?” she asks softly.

You nod and smile back at her, standing to help Moonbyul fix her suit. You think about asking for your panties back but decide it would be better to save it as an excuse to see Moonbyul again.

You hop down and reach for Moonbyul’s hand, stilling yourself. “Will I be able to return the favor?”

Moonbyul cocks her head, licking the taste of you from the seam of her lips. You try not to, but you can’t help the shiver that travels up your spine at the sight. 

“Is that your way of asking for my number?” Moonbyul asks, coy.

Hesitating only a moment, you reply, “Actually I was asking if you’d like to come home with me.”

Moonbyul's smooth brow creases, eyes widening. “That’s rather bold of you.”

You bite your cheek to keep from snorting. “Not nearly as bold as fucking another person’s date on a public bathroom counter.”

“That’s fair.” She hums. “You’re going to break that poor boy’s heart, you know.”

Your nose wrinkles. “Doubtful, we’d only just met.”

“So did we,” Moonbyul counters.

You lean forward, lacing your fingers with hers. “And do I have the power to break your heart, Byulie?”

Moonbyul catches her grin between her teeth. 

“I think I’d like to find out, love.”

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[neptune-ian]

Celebrities Masterlist

Find all my Tarot readings on your celebrities ✨

Entertainment industry

Why do fans give hate to their fav once they are shown dating?

Celebrities and love

-> BTS

Area each of BTS’s member prefer to work in

BTS’s 2025 comeback

BTS’s reaction in regards of their fan’s reaction about their relationship

Seokjin’s return from his military service

Yoongi’s thoughts about his military service

Hoseok’s insecurities

Hoseok’s Ideal Type + turn off/on

Namjoon’s state on 03/08/2024

Jimin’s view on the future of his career

Taehyung’s single Fri(end)s

Taehyung’s vibe (BTS’s vibe - just not finished yet)

Taehyung’s section on his military service

Jungkook’s career after his marriage

Jungkook’s personality

Jungkook’s future spouse’s vibe (BTS’s fs - just not finished yet)

-> STRAY KIDS

Do Stray Kids have psychic abilities?

Bangchan’s personality

Bangchan’s thoughts about Stays

Hyunjin’s personality

Hyunjin’s feelings on his runaway experience

Lee Know’s energy check as for 04/04/2024

IVE

Wonyoung and Sakura’s friendship

Wonyoung’s personality

Wonyoung’s reputation

-> ENHYPEN

Enhypen’s dynamic for 2024

Jake’s energy as for 04/09/2024

Sunghoon’s dating life as of 03/04/2024

-> GIDLE

Minnie’s reputation among idols

Soyeon’s personality

…

ITZY

Lia and Jype’s beef

MAMAMOO

Will Solar and Moonbyul renew their contract with RBW?

LE SSERAFIM

Yunjin and Jay (Enhypen)

TXT

Beomgyu’s career

NCT

Mark Lee’s love life on 03/06/2024

-> TWICE

Momo’s love life on 03/19/24

Momo’s personality

Sana’s reputation among idols

Sana’s personality

Jihyo’s love life

Jihyo’s reputation

Jihyo and Yuju

…

BlackPink

Lisa and Frédéric A.

-> Ateez

Do Ateez’s fs listen to their songs?

San’s personality

Seonghwa’s personality

Jactors/Kactors

IU’s reputation

Han Sohee, Ryu Jun Yeol and Hyeri’s drama

WESTERNIAN ARTISTS

Olivia R. and Sabrina C.

Hailey B. and Justin B.

Hailey B’s personality

Selena G. and Hailey B.

Shawn M. and Camila C.

Doja Cat general reading

Josh A. and Hailee S.

South West Asians Artists

Bhaat and Deepika’s dynamic

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[kimnjss]

bts reaction to you being jealous

NAMJOON— namjoon would take it very seriously. the last thing he’d want is for you to think there’s a reason not to trust him. you’re the only person he’s focused on and he never wanted you to doubt that. it’s after going with him to an award show and dealing with the amount of attention he got from his peers, you’re a little grumpy. worried that he might decide to be with someone on the same level as him. you wouldn’t even have to bring it up, he’d notice the shift in your attitude and pull you aside right away. and as soon as you’re telling him what’s wrong, he’d be quick to let you know that would never happen. and he’d spend the rest of the night, giving you his undivided attention.

JIN— you’d be hanging out together, enjoying a quiet day at home. he spent most of the day playing video games while you stayed cuddled to his side, working on your own things. while you enjoyed simply being in his company, you were craving a bit more attention. so when he’s shutting the game off and suggesting you go into the room, you’re jumping at the chance. that is until he’s getting a facetime call from one of his group chat friends. you recognize the voice to be moonbyul immediately and you can’t help the jealousy that burns in your chest. their conversation is a short three minutes, but jin notices the pout on your face instantly. he makes a great deal of turning the camera to you, announcing that he needs to take care of his ‘grumpy girlfriend’, before ending the call.

YOONGI— he simply would not entertain the idea. you’d be visiting him in the studio, despite the fact that the group had gone on a break.. he was still spending most nights locked in his little room. each week came with a new reason, and his reasoning this week was that he was working on a collab. you’re entering with a bag full of food for him, knowing how he got whenever he was in the zone. not even thinking twice before typing in the room code and entering the room. only to see that he’s not in there alone. he’s with suran and she’s sat at his desk while he leans over her, talking her through the details of the beat. and it’s so clear that he’s just working, but it annoys you that you have to force time with him while someone else gets all of it. so you’re confronting him the moment she leaves and he does nothing but roll his eyes, sinking into his chair. he’d brush your words off with a roll of his eyes, a smirk spreading on his features. ‘you must miss me a lot, huh?’ he’d say, tugging you into his lap and planting a soft kiss to your lips.

HOSEOK— watching hobi practice was almost as good as watching him perform. so you’re never passing up the opportunity to sit through his practices. especially when he’s in the middle of preparing for his first solo performance ever. you’re sat in the corner, watching as he directs his backup dancers when the door opens - catching both of your attentions. it’s sienna and you don’t miss the way his face lights up upon seeing her, rushing over to pull her into a hug. she’s laughing and hugging him back. they’re quick to get to work and you’re sat there watching how well they work together. seeming to have one mind as they direct the other dancers behind them. in the car on the way home, hoseok notices your silence, your arms crossed over your chest and gaze fixed out the window. but he doesn’t even have the chance to ask you before you’re bringing it up. suggesting he invites her back to join you, since he likes her so much. it’s not the first time your jealousy has clouded your judgement. so he’s already gearing up for the argument that comes after he’s saying. ‘not this dumb shit again,’

JIMIN— it would be like a game the two of you hated to play, but couldn’t keep yourselves from trying to one up each other. he’d do it on purpose, watching with a smirk as he stood a bit to close… leaned in when he didn’t need to, just to see the roll of your eyes. the flash of anger that never really lasted long before you were going to do the same. sure to be in his line of view as you laughed at whatever nonsense joke one of his peers was giving. teasing the same way that you’ve learned from him, your eyes never leaving where he stands. but jimin was the type to take things too far without even realizing it. all it would take is the misplacement of his hand to have you jumping up from his seat, marching straight up to him and pulling him away and to the nearest closet. he’s cocky when you tell him he was doing too much, laughing about how you can’t handle it. and you’re quick to silence him with a rough kiss to his mouth, teeth sinking into his lower lip. the best thirty minutes are spent locked in that little room before you’re stumbling out to the car.

TAEHYUNG— he would think it was funny. only because you literally have nothing to be jealous about. it would be when you’re out to eat and the waitress would keep coming back and flirting with him. he wouldn’t flirt back, but he wouldn’t be a dick either. smiling and just being nice and that would put a bad taste in your mouth. tae would outright laugh when you’d bring it up, earning an annoyed roll of your eyes and a shove to his chest. he’d be quick to pull you into him, kissing your head and assuring you that it’s funny, because there was no reason for you to be this upset.

JUNGKOOK— you were so used to him getting jealous wherever you’re involved and going through the motions of assuring him that it’s not that deep. that it’s strange when the roles are flipped. it comes when he’s openly flirting with his fans on instagram. your relationship still a secret; so none of them know the line that they’re crossing. he smiles when he dares them to come make him their boyfriend, giggles when they suggest coming over for ramen and each time it annoys you more the last. until you’re finally calling him on it, a roughness to your tone when you’re flashing him a picture of one of the girls that supports him. a cute girl holding up a sign with his name on it. ‘wouldn’t you want her to be your girlfriend??’ you say with narrowed eyes and he’s barely looking before nodding, agreeing without thinking twice about what you’re saying. too focused on his game. it’s not until you’re shoving him, storming out of the room does he register what you had asked him. and he’s quick to rush after you and explanation ready on his lips. though; it’s not great to hear that he wasn’t listening to you at all in the first place. he’s gentle with telling you that his responses is nothing more than fan service and he didn’t mean any of them, that you’re always the only one on his mind. and to prove that to you, he’s vowing to take a little instagram break. using his free time to focus on you instead.

#kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #namjoon #jin #yoongi #hoseok #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #bts #bts scenarios #bts reactions

[drvirgus]

The life you dreamed of

(Series)

Description: Y/n a K-pop Idol of the 5-Member Group Moonlight. But what happens when she falls in Love? How exactly is her life as an Idol and why did she become one?

Idol! Yeji X Idol! Reader

Warnings: Mention of Bullying and Suicide, curse words

Chapter 6:

Masterlist

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Yeji POV

Weeks had passed since our time in Japan with the rest of Itzy. During this period, Y/n and I had grown closer, forging a bond that felt stronger and more stable, at least from my perspective. What the 21-year-old Y/n didn't know, however, was that my feelings toward her were quite different. Every now and then, fleeting thoughts crossed my mind about how cute Y/n was, but I couldn't muster the courage to go beyond that.

There were simply too many other things demanding my attention. Itzy had made a comeback, and our schedule was packed with concerts, events, and commitments. I convinced myself that I didn't have the time to dwell on my feelings for Y/n. Yet, her smile remained a constant presence in my thoughts.

Things took an unexpected turn when I found myself standing before Moonbyul from Mamamoo. We were collaborating to promote the songs "Cake" and "Dang Dang." Moonbyul caught me off guard by asking for my number and extending her hand. I couldn't help but laugh nervously as I shook her hand, feeling that Y/n would kill me if she ever saw this video.

After the promotion, when the camera was off, Moonbyul and I had some time to talk. She invited me for coffee, and we sat down together.

Moonbyul had her phone in her hand, which piqued my curiosity. "Is that Solar-sunbaenim?" I asked, causing her to look up. Y/n had never stopped talking about Mamamoo, and she was convinced that Moonbyul and Solar were in a relationship. That's probably why I asked about Solar.

Moonbyul smiled and placed her phone, face down, on the table. She took a sip of her coffee, and I followed suit. I blushed when I realized Moonbyul hadn't answered my question. "Sorry. Y/n is a fan of yours, and she's convinced that you two... you know," I explained, feeling my cheeks grow even rosier.

Moonbyul observed me with a softened expression. "Y/n?" she asked, causing me to blush even more. My smile grew broader, and I nodded vigorously. "Yes, Y/n from Moonlight," I replied, my excitement evident. Moonbyul's chuckle made me blush even deeper, and she leaned in slightly, saying, "Solar and I are together."

Those words left me breathless, and I blushed even deeper. Moonbyul giggled at my reaction. "Your girlfriend has good taste," she added, making me turn an even darker shade of red. Embarrassed, I lowered my shoulders and tried to hide my reaction. My heart raced, and I bit my lip. "M-My girlfriend?" I stammered, looking at Moonbyul.

Moonbyul laughed heartily, revealing her teeth in a wide grin. "I get it, Yeji-ah," Moonbyul said, making me laugh as well. I shook my head in disbelief and raised my hands defensively. "We're not together. She likes Ryujin, my member," I explained with a sigh, feeling relieved.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated, and I apologized as I checked my messages. A smile spread across my face as I saw a message from my crush. I clicked on the message, which led me to our chat. I immediately noticed a sticker with my own face on it, and I looked rather annoyed.

Y/n (10:13): Traitor!

My eyes widened, and I cast a quick look around. They narrowed when I spotted Yuna, holding a coffee in one hand and her phone in the other. Returning my attention to my phone, another message popped up.

Y/n (10:14): 😭😠😠😤😭😭🫨🫨

Y/n (10:14): Traitor!!!

I huffed, and Moonbyul smiled faintly. "Y/n?" Moonbyul inquired, and my eyes widened once again. Moonbyul chuckled softly. "You're pretty obvious. Just don't let your fans find out," Moonbyul sighed. My brow furrowed as I glanced at Moonbyul, almost forgetting about the messages.

"After all, we're still in Korea," the older woman explained, and I nodded knowingly. I looked back down at my phone as another message arrived. Moonbyul also glanced at her phone now, her curiosity evident in her eyes. "Jealous?" Moonbyul asked, prompting me to laugh.

"Yes, but of me," I replied. "If she could, I think she'd come here just to meet you," I added with a light laugh.

Y/n (10:16): Whoa... Now she's even ghosting me😶😶🫡

Y/n (10:16): 🖕🖕🖕🖕

Y/n (10:18): Do you know the song F.F.F by Bebe Rexha?🫥

Baffled by the last message, I opened my phone's web browser and entered the song's name in the search bar. A moment later, I burst into laughter. Moonbyul, witnessing all of this, joined in the laughter. My face lit up, making Moonbyul smile gently. "She has a sense of humor," the older woman remarked, earning a nod from me.

My thoughts and words increasingly centered around Y/n, even without my conscious awareness. I couldn't stop talking about her. Moonbyul listened intently. It wasn't often that she was asked about love. However, she had been in the same position as me before and could speak from experience.

at least i hoped so....

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Y/n POV

"People... I'm really bored," I sighed as I glanced at my phone. I had started a live stream a few minutes ago, at least doing something to pass the time. I sighed once more, "Yeji is cheating on me right now, and the rest of Itzy is busy. Haewon, Yuna, and Hanni are who knows where, and Yunjin is at the gym," I said, rolling my eyes.

"What should we do now?" I asked as I stared thoughtfully at the ceiling. My eyes also scanned the numerous comments that were spreading like wildfire in my live stream.

DanceMachineK: Y/n, you're our entertainment even when you're bored! 😂❤️

EXOticFanatic: Tell us a funny story, Y/n!

yejinniiii: How about a sneak peek of your day? Show us around!

KpopObsession: Don't worry, we're here to keep you company! 😊

SUNny: Can you sing a little for us?

sonny: Y/n, spill some tea! Any juicy gossip to share?

texasch: Let's play a quick game or trivia!

19)girl: Ask us questions, we'll keep you entertained!

itzuy: A little dance break, perhaps? 🕺💃

saboonse: We love your live streams, Y/n! Keep 'em coming!🥰🥰🥰

Humming, I glanced at the comments. "Sorry, there's no gossip here. How about a funny story? Alright, I'll tell you about the time I got lost during a music show," I said, chuckling. I settled into my gaming chair and propped my phone against the screen. I was wearing AirPods so that the viewers could hear me better.

No manager was around at the moment, which gave me the freedom to speak openly. Of course, I had to be careful not to say anything wrong.

"So, we were all at a music show, and honestly, I can't even remember which one it was. You all probably know how bad my sense of direction is. Well, I needed to use the restroom, so I ended up losing my members," I said, smiling. I gestured with my arms as I continued, "I got so lost within that venue that my members were searching for me like crazy. They found me in the dressing room of Ji-eun—oh, oops, I mean IU-sunbaenim," I said, laughing lightly.

"I had lain down on the couch there, and since I had been gaming all night before that, I fell asleep. IU-sunbaenim eventually woke me up and helped me find my members," I shared, smiling at the camera. "But, wow, when I tell it now, it doesn't sound as funny anymore... Sorry, folks," I added, feeling a bit embarrassed.

DanceMachineK: Haha, that's a hilarious story, Y/n! 😂 IU-sunbaenim must have been surprised to find you in her dressing room!

UniverseDreamer: Don't worry, Y/n! It's still funny hearing you tell it! 😄

Tboi: Your sense of direction might be bad, but your storytelling is on point! 👌

iloveYn: I can't believe you fell asleep in IU-sunbaenim's dressing room! 😂 What's your favorite IU song?

jiiin: You're such a gamer, Y/n! What games have you been playing lately?"

spongabub: I'm loving this live! Your stories are the best, Y/n! 🥰

berree: Do you have any embarrassing moments on stage you can share? 😳

1833: Y/n, you're so cute even when you're embarrassed! 😊

I chuckled slightly, "Thank you. I really love you all, Sunny," I said with a smile. I made some random mouth movements, "Oh, by the way, I've seen what Haewon does in her lives on YouTube. Why is she so funny? Especially how well she imitates her voice cracks?" I asked, laughing lightly. I licked my lips.

I grabbed my phone, "Let's cook something. I'm kinda craving pancakes, guys," I said as I made my way to the kitchen. "I'm basically a zero in cooking, so call the fire department if it starts to burn," I joked as I placed my phone on the kitchen counter.

I started tying my relatively short hair into a very short ponytail, reminiscent of Eren Yeager, an anime character. Shortly after, I prepared the batter and had to stir it multiple times. However, the kitchen already looked like a mess as I accidentally spilled flour and it scattered across the kitchen counter.

StarlightVibes: Pancakes sound amazing! I'm sure they'll turn out great. 😄🥞

KPOPFever21: Haha, don't worry, we won't call the fire department... probably. 😉 Can't wait to see your pancake skills!

BlackPinkInYourArea: hilarious! Haewon's voice cracks are legendary, though. 😂

"Cooking with Y/n is the content we all needed today! 🙌

MoonlightMelody: Eren Jäger hair vibes! Love it. 💇‍♂️

UniverseDreamer: This kitchen adventure is already epic. Can't wait to see the flour disaster unfold. 😂

My phone lit up, and I looked at the message that had been sent to me. There was a bit of flour on my nose since I had scratched it earlier, not realizing I had flour on my hands. I smiled and immediately shared with the camera, "Look who's watching my live, Yeji."

I chuckled and continued, "Yeji, are you done for the day already? As you can see, I'm making some pancakes. Come over," I said with a slight grin and waved at the camera. But then, I shook my head. "Actually, no. I'm still mad at you, you traitor," I added, laughing slightly as I pointed my index finger at the camera.

StarryNightSkye: Haha, the pancake queen is back! 🥞

PancakeLover92: Yeji, you better make up for being a traitor! 😆

FitnessFanatic99: Those pancakes look amazing! Can we have a virtual taste? 😋

ArtisticSoul22: Y/n, you're so cute even with flour on your nose! 😄❤️

TravelingNomad23: Yeji, join Y/n for some pancake therapy! 🥞😁

BookwormReader56: Can you share your pancake recipe with us, Y/n?

Itzy.all.in.us: I'm coming over, Y/n

I saw the comment and immediately smiled. I continued talking to my fans and cleaned up the kitchen a bit in the meantime. I didn't want Yunjin to get mad at me if she saw this mess. There was a knock on the door, so I grabbed my phone and headed over to open it.

I smiled as I looked at Yeji, who was already looking at me. I turned the camera around, and Yeji rested her cheek against mine, smiling at the camera. "Hey, Sunny," she said as she waved to the camera. I chuckled and let her inside. Together, we made our way to the kitchen.

"You still have flour on your nose," Yeji commented with a light laugh as she gently wiped the flour off my nose. "So, let's finally cook and eat," Yeji said as she tied her hair into a ponytail. I laughed as I placed my phone back on the counter. Yeji took charge of making the pancakes, while I simply stood by and watched.

@ShipperSupreme: Y/n and Yeji, whipping up love and pancakes in the kitchen! 🥞❤️ #Ynji

@CulinaryCupid: Sparks flying in the kitchen as Y/n and Yeji cook up some romance! 💘 #Ynji

@RyujinLover: Sorry, Ryujin, but Y/n and Yeji's cooking chemistry is undeniable! 😄 #Ynji

@YunjinAdmirer: While some ship Yunjin with Y/n, I'm here for the adorable #Ynji cooking moments! 😍

@PancakePassion: Y/n x Yeji forever! Their cooking partnership is goals! 🥞💕 #Ynji

@LoveIntheKitchen: Team #Ynji or Team #Ryeji? Either way, Y/n and Yeji's culinary adventures are heartwarming! ❤️👩‍❤️‍👩

@CouplesWhoCook: Y/n and Yeji, the dynamic duo that has us shipping all kinds of pairings! 😂❤️

@YunjinFanatic: Y/n and Yunjin would be cute, but #Ynji's cooking camaraderie is hard to resist! 🍳💖

@KitchenLoveStories: Cooking up both delicious food and love! Y/n and Yeji, you've won our hearts! 💑🍽️

@ShippersUnite: Let's sail the ships together, but Y/n and Yeji are giving us major couple vibes today! 😊💘 #Ynji

Smiling, we also bid farewell to my and Yeji's fans. The live stream was eventually ended, and my phone powered off.

Yeji and I, of course, indulged in the pancakes while we cozily watched a movie on the couch. Yeji lay on the couch and insisted on cuddling. At first, I resisted, but as time passed, I began to relax. Eventually, I even enjoyed feeling her arms around me.

It was... nice

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