#tzuyu fluff
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the nearness of u
chou tzuyu x fem reader ; fluff, smut
synopsis: tzuyu finds her girlfriend at her window and her night a little steamy
warnings: so sweet you’ll have a cavity ; soft smut! ; first time w tzu ; tzuyu receiving + reader giving ; my baby ; my LOVE ; fluffy aftercare ; just soft intimacy ngl ; not proofread
wc: 3.1k
a/n: NOT my best i didn’t proofread LOL enjoy tho!! It’s been a while since i’ve written smut, has it? I can't rememeber
tzuyu’s oblivious to the knocking at her window, her earbuds drowning out everything around her.
you let out a groan. the thought of someone spotting you outside the window and on the small roof makes you anxious. the trees give you some cover, but you can't shake the feeling that you might be seen, especially since you're some girl loitering outside a window, which could easily raise suspicions.
“c’mon chou, just turn to the right…” you mumble to yourself, pouting as you knock once more.
in a desperate attempt to catch her attention, you grab the phone in your pocket, then repeatedly turn the flash on and off until tzuyu’s head perks up.
her reaction is priceless.
she turns away from the book and paper on her desk, tzuyu's attention is suddenly drawn to you, your hand pressed flat against the glass as you bang against it once more. she practically jumps in her seat, her jaw dropping and brows furrowing in confusion and concern as she hurries over to the window.
tzuyu lets you inside, giving you space to climb in.
“what are you doing?” her voiced is hushed and she’s scolding you in a way, watching as you fix the jacket you have on and your loose hair.
you close the window behind you, then lock it.
“i need a reason to see my favorite girl?”
she looks at you unbelievably, “y/n, my parents are still home.” she looks worried now, head turning to glance at the door handle. “you could get caught and i could— no, we could be in serious trouble.”
“i’ll be on my best behavior, i promise. you said they were leaving tonight anyway.”
tzuyu sighs to herself and purses her lip. after seeing the apologetic smile on your face, she decides that she’s going to let you off the hook. she really can’t be mad at you, not when you’ve done all this to see her. it’s kind of very charming, adorable honestly.
she huffs and turns to look at the digital clock above her desk. “they’re leaving in ten minutes, so you better—“
“tzuyu honey! you still studying?”
tzuyu freezes, and so do you as soon as you hear the shout coming from downstairs. her dad’s voice rings throughout the house.
quickly, tzuyu pushes you towards her closet, nearly making you trip along the way. she looks at you with a serious expression, eyes drilling into yours while she keeps a hand on your shoulder.
she whispers in a rushed, cautious manner, “you need to be as quiet as you can, no sound at all. if you ruin this then we’re both—“
"relax, relax, i know," you whisper back, unable to contain the smile spreading across your face. "lips zipped–" you gesture with two fingers pressed against your lips, mimicking the action of zipping them shut. "--now."
she laughs at you like you’re an idiot (her idiot), then looks back at the closed door. quickly, comparable to the speed of a bullet train, she pecks your lips—then pushes you deeper in her closet and shuts the door. you nearly stumble over from how aggressively she shoved you, and the feeling of her lips on yours.
tzuyu fixes her hair, then rushes to sit down at her desk and get back into the position she was in before: eyes focused on the book, pencil in her hand, and earbuds in her ears.
less than a minute later, the door opens. tzuyu pretends to be surprised, turning toward her mom creeping in as she takes an earbud out.
“hey sweetie, studying?”
tzuyu nods. “yeah, were you and dad leaving?”
“mhm.” her mom hums, “your dad was calling you from downstairs, seemed like you didn’t hear.”
“oh, yeah, sorry.” she apologizes, rubbing her neck. “i was just finishing up this history assignment.”
“it’s alright honey, come down and say bye to your father and i.”
“yeah, of course. hold on.” tzuyu responds, watching her mom smile at her before heading out her room.
she steals a glance at the closet, hoping you caught the conversation through the door, before heading downstairs to bid farewell to her parents and tend to her dogs.
-
when tzuyu returns to her room thirty minutes later, she finds you sitting against her bed, scrolling through your phone. a blush spreads across her cheeks, she can't help but find you effortlessly cute in that moment.
as you notice the door opening, you look up at her and offer a warm smile. you're just sitting there in loose sweatpants and a cropped tee, your hair clipped up lazily. still, tzuyu can’t get enough of you.
“welcome back!” you beam, getting up from your spot.
tzuyu rolls her eyes at you playfully before you approach and wrap her in a hug, your arms encircling her neck. you pull back slightly, noses almost touching, and the two of you simply sit there, basking in each other's presence. then, you turn your head and press a gentle kiss against her lips, mumbling against them when you part away.
“you look really hot, by the way.”
tzuyu giggles softly, trying to ignore how bad she wants you right now, then playfully mumbles, "shut up," before leaning in to kiss you once more. her hands find their place on your waist, fingers gently grazing against the skin revealed by your cropped tee, wanting to go further.
the two of you continue to kiss for a while, savoring the intimacy between you. it's something you've always cherished – just the two of you lost in the moment of kissing. whether it's in the girls' bathroom during free periods, in empty classrooms, or your car – literally wherever you find yourselves, the two of you share kisses as if each moment is going to be stripped away from you.
as you deepen the kiss, tzuyu groans, trying to compose herself while you play with her hair and rub your body up against her dangerously close.
you pull away, then hold her face in your hands. “so, what’s the plan for tonight?”
“if someone had texted me that they would be at my window, maybe i’d have one. but im stumped, what do you want to do?”
you take one hand off her face, then use your pointer to tap at your chin. “hmmmm…”
tzuyu chuckles, then quickly steals a kiss from you.
you pout when she pulls away, she giggles again.
your girlfriend's face lights up suddenly. “do you want to watch a movie? what’s that one movie you were rambling about–”
“ten things i hate about you! oh my god, baby we have to, please it’s so adorable.” you plead, looking at her with puppy eyes.
“okay, okay. let me put my stuff away and shower.”
smiling warmly, you gently push tzuyu's hair behind both ears, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks at the sight of her ears sticking out a little more. you then kiss her deeply and nod in agreement, stealing a few more pecks to her face before she heads off to the bathroom.
-
tzuyu finishes showering and sits in her bed, scrolling to find the movie you wanted to watch.
momentarily distracted from her search, tzuyu's attention is captured by the sight of you standing in front of her mirror, concentrating on putting her little butterfly clips in your hair. a smile spreads across her face as she admires you, enjoying the view from the comfort of her bed.
then you turn to her with a toothy smile. “do these look good on me?”
“you look cute.” tzuyu shyly responds, making you laugh.
“not as cute as you.”
“you’re so corny.”
"you're literally in love with me though, so does it matter?" you retort playfully, earning another roll of tzuyu's eyes.
looking into the mirror again, you're struck with an idea. you turn to tzuyu, taking a few steps to the bed and grabbing her hand, pulling her up gently and guiding her in front of the mirror. with a cheeky smile, you take out the clips from your hair and settle tzuyu down on her chair before standing behind her and placing the clips in her hair. she simply lets you take charge, laughing as you work your magic.
“hold this, my hairs getting in the way.” you mumble, handing a clip to tzuyu. you pull your hair up and clip it again, then part her hair again. “also, why didn’t you just tell your parents i was coming over later, you didn’t have to shove me in the closet. we’re out, you know.”
tzuyu giggles at your little joke that you’ve thrown in, then shrugs. “i was just freaking out in the moment. y/n, you showed up at my window, how did you even get up there?”
“don’t question it.”
“whatever.” tzuyu says, feeling you rake a hand through her hair. “besides, what would my parents think about their daughter and her girlfriend alone in their house, no adults in sight. they’ll probably think we’re like, y’know.”
you pause, looking at her through the mirror and quirking a brow. tzuyu widens her eyes a bit, feeling the rush of heat flooding her cheeks.
“are you implying–”
“no– wait–”
"no, you're definitely implying something," you cut her off, a smirk playing on your lips now. with a mischievous glint in your eyes, you spin the chair around, making tzuyu look up at you directly. "what would two girls be 'like, y'know-ing', tzuyu?" you mockingly repeat her words, teasing her further.
your girlfriend shrinks under you, and then her eyes betray her in the moment, looking down at your chest, and then the exposed skin, the curves of your lower torso.
“tzuyu, what are you thinking of? what would they think?”
“i– um,”
“oh my god, you’re adorable.” you sigh, smiling at her. “you think your parents are going to think we’re fucking, don’t you?”
she goes silent, trying to think of an excuse and make up a lie to cover the fact that yeah, she does think that; tzuyu wouldn’t be opposed to actually fucking you either, but she’s far too timid to initiate anything as intimate as that.
your girlfriend doesn’t want to admit the fact that there’s a little pulse in between her legs every time you two make out, too embarrassed to admit how easily you turn her on even if it's just kissing for minutes.
“oh my god, do you think of us fucking then?” you question, raising your brows. “you are, aren’t you?”
tzuyu can barely conjure words, far too embarrassed to and also really horny after hearing the tone of your voice change into a teasing one. she can only nod at your response, tearing her eyes away from you.
"baby, tell me," you begin, enjoying watching her squirm a little. with a pitiful look, you kneel down, meeting her gaze as she looks down at you, biting her lip nervously. your hand gently rubs her thigh, adding to the tension. “do you want to watch that movie or do you want to do something else? what’s on your mind?”
there’s a moisture forming in between tzuyu’s legs when you talk to her like that, when you look at her like that, when you touch her like that.
“i– um, baby, please…”
“please what tzu? you know what, why don’t you tell me on the bed. sit down over there for me will you?”
“y-yeah.” tzuyu chokes out.
now she’s on the bed, looking at you desperately, eagerly. she’s adorable.
you shift yourself onto the bed, placing both hands beside tzuyu as you draw closer, your lips inching toward each other. she’s the first to give in, craning her head forward to kiss you.
a hand reaches out to cup tzuyu's cheek as you begin to straddle her, settling both legs beside her. she sighs into you as you deepen the kiss, your tongues dancing together. the ache between her legs becomes unbearable the more you touch her; your hands slide under her tank top and pinch at her skin, earning sounds much more pleasurable than a simple groan.
when you two part, you slide down her body.
first, you leave delicate kisses along tzuyu's neck, savoring each spot that elicits a reaction from her. you take your time, enjoying the sensations of her responses as you explore her, grow accustomed to her. then you’re sliding her shirt off eagerly, thankful that there’s nothing to cover her chest.
she feels your thumb sliding over her nipple, throwing her head back against the headboard when you do so.
“y/n, ah- keep going, please.”
you press a kiss just under her boob, then suck lightly to leave a slight mark. “of course baby.”
kissing down her body, you meet her shorts, sliding them off immediately with your eager fingers. the next – and last – article of clothing is her underwear. before you slip it off, you look at tzuyu, her brows scrunched and lips parted. you silently ask for approval with a tilt of your head, the small gesture managing to convey a “is this okay?” which earns a nod from tzuyu, a silent way for her to respond, “please.”
in seconds it’s just you and her. her eyes look down at you desperately, anticipating your next move, begging for you to do something about her throbbing cunt.
tzuyu doesn’t need to ask for you, you seem to read her mind.
a chaste kiss is pressed to her pussy before you lick up her folds, earning a high-pitched whine from her. then you latch your lips onto her cunt, slowly finding what makes her hand tug at your hair harder, which spot she pushes you deeper into, and what pace earns better reactions.
she likes it when your tongue goes flat against her and right after when you swirl your tongue around her clit teasingly before sucking harshly – that’s what makes her moan the loudest, what earns a stronger grip in your hair.
and so you alternate between your tongue teasing the lips of her pussy, barging in so her walls feel your overwhelming touch, and stimulating her clit. all of it leaves her breathy, craving for more until she’s at the edge.
tzuyu ‘s moans get higher pitched, needier, and god, the mantra of your name encourages you to leave her weak. you look up a few times to make eye contact with her or see her with closed eyes and her bottom lip desperately trapped under her teeth.you can't help but marvel at her beauty, feeling that she's everything and more to you.
“y-y/n–”
she tries to gulp down a loud moan, instead failing and you hear her practically scream your name out. her hips jerk uncontrollably as she finally reaches her high, choked-out variations of your name filling the room as her arousal lands on your tastebuds. you don’t waste time with her, savoring her climax and helping her come down from her high. she’s sweet, you could get used to this.
tzuyu gazes down at you, her nails digging into the skin of your shoulder, leaving behind marks that would linger for a while. despite her trembling, your thumb continues to rub soothingly against her skin, offering comfort and reassurance. you treat her with tender care, paying careful attention to every aspect of her being, indulging in every sense and sensation.
“shhh, shhh baby,” you mumble against her inner thigh right before placing a kiss. crawling back up to meet her, you wipe a tear that had slipped down her cheek. “are you okay?”
“yeah, god, more than okay.” tzuyu breaths out, meeting your lips lazily. “so good.” she sighs.
“good, you did so good baby. so adorable.” you look at her with a proud smile, admiring the flush of her cheeks and the hair sticking to her forehead. “let’s get you cleaned up?”
she shakes her head before placing a hand on your cheek. “kiss me a little more.”
you giggle at her eagerness. “anything for you.”
-
both of you lay beside each other, breathing heavily, each trying to catch the other's breaths in the aftermath of it all. tzuyu leans against you, hiding her face in the crook of your neck as her bare body tangles with yours.
she mumbles against you, “did you still want to watch that movie?”
you can only giggle before kissing the top of her head. “no, i’m tired. i know you are too.” you respond, hearing the drowsiness in her voice, a product of your intimacy.
“yeah, a little.”
“i know.”
…
“y/n, are you okay?”
“i’m great, what about you baby?”
“even better.” she mutters, brushing her fingers against your ribs. “did you like it? i did.”
“i loved it.”
“me too.”
“me too.”
…
you let the silence envelop you for a moment, allowing the quiet to settle between the two of you, your breaths filling the air with a sense of calm. there's no awkwardness, just a deep comfort in each other's presence after everything.
“i love you tzuyu, so much.”
“i love you too.”
you wait until she falls asleep first, waiting for her breaths to slow and stay at a steady pace before you let your eyes shut. she’s asleep, but still manages to slip herself closer to you, groaning lazily against your neck.
you might melt.
-
the next morning, you find yourself lying on your stomach, head tilted to the side as you process the sunlight hitting your eyes. you let out a groan, feeling a trickle of drool slipping from the corner of your lip.
you feel the bed shift slightly as someone sits on the edge of it, and then a comforting hand begins to run through your hair, gently soothing you awake.
tzuyu.
“awake yet?”
“five… minutes…?” you ask, barely registering her voice. you hear a faint giggle, and then feel a press to your forehead.
“alright.”
your girlfriend sits down beside you, gently moving your head so that it rests on her lap. she continues to massage your head, the soothing touch lulling you into an even drowsier state.
tzuyu lets you doze off for a while longer, simply appreciating the moment after a long night. you're now wearing one of her shirts, one she put on you while you were still asleep, and it makes her grin wider, dimples and all.
“breakfast can wait, i guess.” tzuyu mumbles quietly, letting you sleep in for a few more minutes. “sleepyhead.”
she smiles; there’s nothing wrong with admiring her girlfriend – or the dark mark on her neck for a while more anyway.
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you in my heart
chou tzuyu x f!reader
synopsis: if i can keep myself close to cherish you, then my heart will forever be in your hands.
warnings: fluff ; angst ? ; friends to lovers ; clc elkie and sana appear!
a/n: this fic is my creative writing lifeline soooooo :P
chou tzuyu doesn’t like idiots.
in the many years of her glorious friendship with you, tzuyu has watched, in all scopes, just how damn impatient you were about your decisions. she’s seen it all - whether it’s simply put in which you threw caution to the wind and helped tzuyu ditch school just for a quick detour to the beach as a way to cheer her up after the argument she had with her parents.
(might to add, that happened in the one week of getting to know each other.)
or, whether it would be the way tzuyu saw you drawing, once and decided that the route of art was the destination. better yet, the slight hitch of breath of your decision - last second- of moving in with tzuyu, on the day her lease was up for renewal.
these many things between the fine lines of dumb and stupid could not have prepared tzuyu for this:
you being settled on the floor with a dark red shirt that had a white minimal graphic with the name of the brand being something from your dad’s work, hair set off neatly off to the side with a hint of fringe peaking at the top, an apple juice box in your hands washing down the ritz crackers you swiped from the box, without knowing how it fans the flames in every one of tzuyu’s nerves.
you look at tzuyu, holding your gaze, jaw moving with two chewed crackers in your mouth, before averting your eyes to the crushed juice box next to you.
“tzuyu,” you say, fingers fast on the wrapper fishing out another cracker. “you’re not gonna eat?”
tzuyu says nothing, only shaking her head before settling back against the leg of the sofa, crossing her arms against her chest.
“tzuyu,” you whine, grabbing her wrist that had pinches of salt all over your fingertips, “why are you not saying anything?”
as if tzuyu can ever ignore the constant pull that she feels towards you.
“what’s going on?” tzuyu asks you now, knowing that nothing positive ever comes out of your mouth when she’s soaking in this tone that you’re presenting, voice breaking high and towards the end, as though you wouldn’t be able to breath right if tzuyu does not talk to you, or look at you.
“you’re a girl right?”
tzuyu blinks once, doe eyes out in the open space while she’s unable to guess the trajectory that this conversation might go.
“yes, and?”
you smile, bright and warm, tzuyu nudges closer until her knee touches your thigh.
“cool! me too!” you say. “well, i don’t know, actually. but, the point is that i’ve never dated a girl before. have you?”
tzuyu’s sexuality has been acknowledged, conveyed, and accepted between the both of you without any real sense of words. you had always been perceptive, and when tzuyu’s eyes wandered on only at he women in the movies that she used to watch together with you during high school, you knew that your best friend was a lesbian, and squeezed her hand firmly to let her know that.
it was never really discussed after that, until now.
your sexuality, in tandem, has been acknowledged, conveyed, and accepted between the both of you devidating your realization through a sudden urge to declare the moment out loud on a random day. you tumbled your way onto tzuyu a week ago, holding her hands tight, screaming about how you barely realized that you were bisexual and how “everything makes so much sense to me!”
ever since that day, tzuyu had to witness the only person she has loved even before she knew how to love someone else flirting with nearly everyone. she could only be supportive of her best friend’s journey up til this point.
“i haven’t,” tzuyu replies.
your face lights up, eyebrows arched and eyes wide open. “well, have you kissed another girl before?”
tzuyu suddenly feels like she is neck deep in water that she’s not used to swimming in, struggling to keep herself afloat in her mind. “i…have.”
your face beams more brighter than before it diminishes into the stark emptiness of the night after the flames on a bonfire slowly wither away. “hey,” you say. “you didn’t tell me about that, tzu! we’re besties, aren’t you supposed to tell me everything?”
tzuyu scoots herself over to put a hand on your shoulder. “it was a long time ago,” she says. the world of sapphism was something beautiful to be apart of. seeing the pride parties to be an enlightenment of sorts while also pulling the heart in a more wrenching way. she wanted to belong there with the vast crowd of people but was also aware that she doesn’t want to put herself into that space, if it meant leaving your side.
“it doesn’t really matter now.”
“hey.” you say, scooting closer to match her. tzuyu’s hand lingers on your shoulder before letting go. “of course, it does. was it any good?”
tzuyu doesn’t recall much from those separate experiences, let alone want to remember any from long ago. “yes, i think so. but it was like years since then, so it doesn’t matter.”
“what makes you say that? why did you stop yourself? are you going to be kissing girls when we go to that pride party next week?”
“i told you, y/n. it doesn’t matter. why are you even asking about this?”
you have another smile spread across, hands moving up and down tzuyu’s arm, causing a ripple effect of goosebumps rising on the crook of her neck. “i have something to ask you.”
when you pull your hands away, picking a cracker from the new stack you just opened, holding against tzuyu’s lips.
when tzuyu makes no move to open her mouth, your encourage her by nodding despite becoming more and more doting and impatient (which was on brand for your antics).
tzuyu merely holds it against her teeth, unwilling to take a bit nor choke on the bit after your request.
you take a deep breath, and twine your hands with hers, looking into her eyes steadily.
“i want you to kiss me.”
these several plus years of friendship that tzuyu will never get enough of, tired was also out of the question. nothing could’ve prepared her for the opportunity of hearing those words that deeply carve out one of the core instincts that she has been fighting to keep within.
the cracker falls out of tzuyu’s mouth.
you, on the other hand, face full of optimism and hope immediately replaced with frowns from the fallen cracker sitting on tzuyu’s lap, picking it up. your fingers brush against her hip bone, and tzuyu suppresses a gasp.
also, you’re oblivious to tzuyu’s inner crisis, looking at the cracker before biting it, in the same spot more than a third of the cracker is caught between your teeth.
“what are you saying?”
“i want you to kiss me.” you say, seriously, after chewing the last part of the cracker that will haunt tzuyu’s dreams for the coming decades.
“why?”
“do people need a reason to kiss each other, tzuyu?”
“when the people in the problem set are one’s best friends, then of course.”
you sigh, troubled. “fine,” you say, not willing to look up from where you fidget with the ripped wrapper of the cracker stack. “you got me. i have a date with a girl this weekend and i have never kissed a girl, ever. i want it to be good for her. you’ve kissed a girl, and i want you to assess me.”
“assess you?”
nodding to tzuyu’s question. “i want it to be good for her, tzu! besides, you’re one of the few people that i trust the most. i want you to kiss me and tell me how it is. now are you gonna help me?”
a few seconds of silence pass that the weight of it envelops every fabric and cell of their being, you begin to fiddle with the hem of your shirt, a habit that you procured in times of nervousness.
“forget it,” you say abruptly. “i know that sana has kissed girls before. i’ll ask her—”
“no!”
“no?”
“no,” tzuyu says, holding your face between her soft hands. “i’ll do it,” she says. “i’ll help you with this.”
—
you taste like a wintergreen mint.
tzuyu tilts her head up, one hand spread across the back of your neck, the other, holding your chin so that she can deepen the kiss, until tzuyu herself begins to taste the minty aroma and feel like stardust.
tzuyu also should’ve been keeping an open ear to the cautionary tune her heart laid out in front of her. her mind should’ve also said the same thing the way her brain racked the sole idea of kissing you for practice. nothing good would come out of this. you will kiss another girl sometime this weekend and many other girls after that, but tzuyu is weak and in love and can’t fathom not kissing you, not when you asked it yourself.
your arms are coiled around tzuyu’s long neck, pulling her closer than ever before, even though the meters between the two of you now are only separated by the thin layers of clothes. gently trailing her fingers from your chin to your neck and waist, tzuyu hauls you up until you settle on her lap.
the both of you break apart for a second, your eyes with a glint to them, dazed, glossy pink lips still parted, bodies molding together oh-so perfectly.
it was you who kissed tzuyu for the first time, so tzuyu takes it upon herself to press your forehead with hers, chasing your lips for more. the kiss itself is less frantic and more gentle, taking her time skimming her hands across your back, tilting your head towards her, trailing your hands every single spot possible in the hopes of grasping something. eventually, you fingers are in her hair, taking apart the ponytail and running your fingers through it again.
love me, tzuyu mouths out while she kisses you. love me, only me, no one else, just me.
tzuyu’s lips find your jaw, feathery kisses until she meets the fork where your ear and neck meet. you let out a small noise from the bottom of your throat and tzuyu wants to have it all, to revel in it, keep it close to herself in her heart for the eons of years to pass. she finds her way to your neck, and the idea of marking you, to show the mystery girl that you’ll see know that she was here first, and with the premonition that she’ll stay with you forever–
under the crook of your neck, in the palms of your hands, hooked on your ribs as if the set numbers were like lifelines; anywhere, wherever you see fit.
when you two finally break apart this time, you open your eyes, blinking rapidly to erase the remnants of the daze that was clouding the both of you, smiling softly that tzuyu thinks she’s in a dream. although, it wouldn’t be the first time that she’s dreamt something dangerously real, can’t accept the facts.
but your body is warm between tzuyu’s palms, floral scent draping all of her sense. you were as real as you can be. tzuyu feels nervous with the pricks
of sweat coating her neck, heart rate struggling to keep calm inside her chest, threatening to break free from the cages.
in her dreams, your eyes wouldn’t suddenly widen in disbelief, you wouldn’t clutch onto tzuyu’s shoulders, not willing to meet tzuyu’s eyes after that.
a block forms, tugging from the depths of tzuyu’s chest.
“y/n,” tzuyu asks, voice horse. “did i go too far?”
you snap your eyes towards tzuyu, in fact not meeting her eyes, rapidly shaking your head. “no, not at all.” you answer, tone shrill. “but a–, that was—was really good.”
finally meeting tzuyu’s eyes, your face swept in a vibrant pink.
“that was?”
you, in a flurry of sudden actions, pat tzuyu’s hair to flatten it, pinching her cheek, before breaking apart the bubble of a minty fulfilled dream that just happened a few seconds ago. “is that even a question?” you ask, licking your lips. “kissing girls is so different from kissing boys,” you say. “i liked this a lot. was it, um, w-was it good for you?”
“what are you talking about?” tzuyu laughs, seeing a smile on your face. “you’re a good kisses,” she says, trying to be as objective as she can. this was a test, an experiment after all. not an outcry of feelings. “you know what you’re doing, so it won’t be bad for you this weekend when you go. i’m sure of that.”
standing up, you pat down your shirt and sweatpants, saying, “okay good, i’m—i’m happy that it was good for you because it was good for me, clearly, and i–shoot—i should probably—”
you don’t spare tzuyu another glance, running off to your room, the slam of the door echoed through the walls.
tzuyu just sits there, back against the leg of the sofa, the half-eaten stack of crackers and empty glasses of water on the table, enthralling her attention as if they were people who just witnessed something out in public. her head hits the cushion behind her, clenching the scream wanting to be unleashed from inside her.
for the reminder of how reality works in this world, things will–not remain the same between her and you. the air was already heavy with tension, anchored with tzuyu’s feeling, suspended in time with the words captive in the nooks and cracks of her body.
tzuyu will have to learn how to live with the knowledge of how you taste, the small noises you make, the way your face shapes when her mouth is on yours, eyes closed as you chase tzuyu’s mouth like it was the last thing you had to do.
she doesn’t know how to recover from this information.
—
the two of you don’t talk about it.
few days pass, and tzuyu leaves her pottery class. you arrive a few hours after you were sure that tzuyu was asleep.
(she wasn’t asleep. in fact, she was waiting for you to come home. only able to fully rest when the sound of the door opening and closing, the soft sounds of your feet hitting the wood in and around the house.)
you and tzuyu have a thursday class together in music theory, sharing a shaken look between each other when the paths cross to the living room.
“you wanna leave together?” you ask, strangely nervous with a pensive look on your face.
tzuyu nods her head, and that was it.
you two don’t talk about it still, because there’s nothing to be discussed.
after dinner, tzuyu finds herself going along to being kissed by you again. more practice never hurt anybody, or anyone for that matter.
tzuyu slides in her bed with a heavy heat, lips aflame with the phantom stir of yours on them.
it’s okay, she thinks. it’s gonna be okay. i’ll be okay.
—
“you’re leaving?” tzuyu asks you on saturday, realizing in a manner that your date was today. a date, the whole reason you kissed tzuyu.
you look dashing, transcendent beyond existence. tzuyu loves you so much.
nervously, you start messing with the flimsy fabric of your dress pants, “i am,” you say, “did you want something?”
“no,” tzuyu lies, heart clogging her throat.
you take a step closer, breaking the bubble around tzuyu. “did you want to say something?”
“no,” tzuyu lies again, heart in her hands.
“okay then.” you say, “i’ll be going now.”
“okay.” tzuyu replies. “have fun on your date.”
something omniscient falls over the ever-constant glow on your face. “i will, i’m sure of it.”
tzuyu feels her pulse accelerate, hands clenching and unclenching in succession. there’s so much that she wants to blurt out. so much that will ruin the close friendship that she has with you. but being selfish isn’t the way to go, the risk that is carried by making her feelings your problems too.
it’ll be fine, tzuyu tells herself. this will pass too. she’s fine, she’s okay, she’s breathing—and if she keeps beating it down her being, maybe her heart won’t feel like it’s being trampled on.
everything will be okay, this will all work out in the end.
—
“something is wrong,” sana begins, eating her french fry, the same evening when she invites herself to tzuyu’s home with a bag of food and snacks. “you’re not okay.”
“everything is great!” tzuyu says, chasing down her words with half of a boba drink. “and, i am okay.”
sana’s eyes narrow suspiciously. “it’s not really you to lie in front of my face.”
“i need you to stop prying.”
“is it because y/n’s on that date right now?”
“sana, i’m fine.”
“shut up, it is, isn’t it?!”
“sana!”
“okay, i’ll stop,” sana says, raising her hands in surrender. “i believe you. everything is okay and you are doing fine.”
—
you don’t offer more information about your date other than just saying, “we should go watch that one movie together, tzuyu.”
tzuyu doesn’t even bother asking either.
two days after, you come bearing another tempting proposition that steals tzuyu’s breath away—literally.
“that one barista from the cafe we regularly go to asked me out,” you say, already straddling tzuyu’s lap. “i didn’t kiss that girl from saturday and i think i’m a little iffy about my–technique. can you help me with it again?”
tzuyu tears down the banners of doubts in her mind, providing her mouth pressing against yours, feeling like the can finally breath now after not being able to for so long.
she doesn’t bother asking you about it, again.
—
more and more kisses are being shared in the days leading up to your date. always in the evening, an hour before going to bed.
tzuyu finds out all the different ways in which you like being kissed. even though an unspoken boundary between them is crossed past the point of rational thinking. she finds herself putting up a boundary before it becomes all too much, too fast. like her soul feels like it’s being robbed of once those walls are up, but it’s okay.
tzuyu tells herself that it’s okay. she will live through this.
she’s fine, and everything’s gonna be okay.
—
when you come back from the date, drunk, the sleep is immediately left from tzuyu’s body, and she’s alert, awake on the sofa. she puts her book and the small blanket back in their places, walking over to help you remove your shoes and find your way back into the house.
you look at tzuyu with a blearily smile, holding onto her waist tightly. “hi,” you say, grinning.
“hi,” tzuyu greets back, holding onto you as you’re sliding on the floor, head lolling back on the head of the sofa. “are you alright?”
“amazing!” you answer, giddy.
“how was your date?”
tzuyu blinks one eye open, grinning sarcastically. “oh? you didn’t ask me how it went the last time. this is a sign.”
“you didn’t tell me anything either,” tzuyu also points out.
you sigh, slumping your head on tzuyu’s toned shoulder. “true,” you mumble. “i guess it was okay.”
“just okay?”
tzuyu feels you nodding your head. “i am so tired, tzu!” you whine, nudging your head closer. tzuyu suppresses a shudder as she feels your eyelids fluter closed against her neck. “i’m gonna fall asleep right here, okay?”
“that’s okay,” tzuyu says, pressing her fingertips into your scalp, just the way that you like it.
“you’re the best,” you mumble again, sounding half-asleep. “do you know that? you’re the very best, tzu.”
tzuyu doesn’t know how to respond without revealing the very depth of everything she feels about you.
“i guess,” your whisper is like a knife through the curtain of silence between the two of you. “i guess the problem is that no one is you. they don’t kiss the way that you do.”
tzuyu’s heart stops. “y/n, what do you mean?”
…
“y/n?”
…
a lack of a reply prompts tzuyu to thread her fingers through your hair, gently tapping your shoulder. “y/n.” she softly calls. “don’t you know to not say things like this to me?” she whispers too, confident that you were asleep. your breath steady, head heavy.
you mumble something closely incoherent, and your head sags into tzuyu’s chest.
despite the tumultuous beat of her heart, tzuyu finds herself smiling, as she cradles your head, hoping that laying on her lap would be more comfortable for you, and drapes the blanket over your legs.
“that’s the issue with me, too.” tzuyu says while palming your hair. “i guess i stopped kissing other people because they weren’t you. i wish i could stop looking for you in every person that i meet.”
—
it’s not like tzuyu was not aware of the happy hour event that’s regularly held at that one bar that the friend group usually ends up in at a night like this, but it’s just that she didn’t care enough about it, especially after living for about three months in a new city.
two days after you realized that you were bisexual, you looked at the poster that announced the party for the lgbtq community happening on a friday night well off into the new semester with a newfound excitement. “we should go here!” you shrieked while pointing at the poster. “i didn’t even know that this was a thing.”
“it’s a thing alright,” tzuyu answers, resigning herself to the fate of ending up at that party, especially a few weeks before happening.
“have you ever been to a party like this?���
“not a lot, but a few.” tzuyu replies. “they’re interesting.” and unfamiliar, because they’re loud and crowded. the heavy bass of music blasting through the speakers, making her heart match to the beat of the rhythm.
“well, you should show me around then!” you had said, and that was it.
now, about a little over three weeks or so after tzuyu first made out with her best friend only to help you practice for dates with people that weren’t tzuyu, standing in front of the said best friend, trying to obviously leer at your appearance.
you were wearing a white crop top shirt with ripped jeans layered with a black leather jacket. this outfit in particular had been printed in tzuyu’s brain since she saw you wear it for the first time—and a one piece dress
you catch tzuyu looking and wink. “what? i look good, don’t i?”
‘good’ doesn’t even begin to cover it, but tzuyu nods, nonetheless.
bounding up with tzuyu, arms interlocked together. “thank you!” you exclaim. “you have to look great too! when did you buy this blouse?” you ask, gesturing at tzuyu’s outfit. “i have to borrow it one day,” you say, as you make your way outside the house, head resting on tzuyu’s shoulder.
“okay,” tzuyu readily agrees despite it being her favorite blouse and your tendency to not return her clothes after ‘borrowing’ them.
the club is crowded by the time you reach there—full of people that tzuyu recognizes the way gay people tend to recognize each other across the campus, and those she does not.
your face is set with an ever-present grin, taking in the clamour and infecting excitement of energy that’s radiating of all the people here. all eyes were on you and you just seem to bask in it, but your eyes were on tzuyu. there’s a low glo to you. the only person glowing in a sea of people. tzuyu is so in love with you that it aches, it aches, and it aches.
“let’s dance!” you yell over the sound of the booming music.
tzuyu is pulled into your arms the minute she agrees to it. sinking into your arms as though she always belonged there should be weird, tzuyu thinks. it’s supposed to be weird, especially because you and her couldn’t even look at each other until a few days ago, until you came back home drunk and slept on tzuyu’s lap.
but it isn’t. this feels as natural as breathing, normal like your heart beating, the sun rising, the world turning painstakingly slow.
colorful lights dance on your face as you pull tzuyu close, hands curling around her neck. tzuyu, helplessly in love, holding you by the waist and sways with some sense of rhythm to the music.
you pull tzuyu closer, so that her ear is met with your lips. “is this how it always is?”
“i think so,” tzuyu replies. save for a few strobe lights, the night seems the same as it always does. it must feel different for you though. “how do you feel?” tzuyu asks, resting her chin on your shoulder.
“good!” you cheer. “like, i didn’t even know that there were so many of us here! i truly believed that it would be less crowded. in fact, it is more.”
tzuyu nods, clutching her hands tighter around your waist.
you sway and dance together, sometimes following the rhythm of the songs blasting out of the subwoofers, and the other times creating your own rhythm entirely, but that doesn’t matter.
what matters to tzuyu—at this moment and all the others that have happened and will—is this; your bright smile reserved only for her, your warm hands around hers, your feet falling in step with her, your laughter when you dip down into her, or the high pitched call of her name that makes her twirl in her mind, the gaze fixated on her lips, the grasp on her heart: for now and always forever (in hope) will be you. and only you.
you and tzuyu break apart when you loudly demand that you’re thirsty and need a drink. tzuyu, helpless to do anything else, clutches your hand and makes you follow, even though she can’t wade through the crowd of strangers by the bar.
tzuyu is grateful that the thump of the music in this area is a lot less, deciding on standing a few feet away, looking at you valiantly finding her way towards the bartender, jumping only when she feels a tap against her shoulder.
elkie, one of the other friends that tzuyu is very familiar with, perhaps a year her senior, stands across her with a broad smile on her lips.
“it’s been so long since i saw you here,” she says, stepping closer. “how are you doing?”
“good,” tzuyu replies with a smile. “how bout you?”
the music picks up in volume where they are, causing them to stand closer which isn’t entirely ideal, but it’s alright. elkie is good company, and tzuyu doesn’t mind.
“are you looking for someone?” elkie asks, when she notices tzuyu look into the crowd of people at the bar station trying to see someone in a black leather jacket. “do you want me to help you find them?”
“just my friend.” tzuyu replies, turning towards elkie. “she went in to get drinks for us and hasn’t come out yet.”
elkie laughs. “she’ll come back, i’m sure. but tell me about you, tzuyu. are you dating someone?”
tzuyu darts her eyes away from elkie. “i’m not actually, no.”
elkie eyes brighten. “well, if that’s the case, call me if you want? you do have my number, right?”
tzuyu blinks, before the realization dawns on her. “oh,” she says. “no.” she replies, turning towards elkie.
“elkie, i—”
elkie’s eyes widen with an understanding. “ah, you’re not seeing someone, but you do like someone,” she infers. tzuyu doesn’t say anything, only turning sideways to the crowd in which you have disappeared to. “yeah,” she replies, looking back at elkie.
she nods, gently holding tzuyu’s shoulders. “i get that,” elkie says. “i hope you figure it out, whatever that may be.”
“thank you.”
elkie smiles back, and plants a kiss on the corner of tzuyu’s mouth. “i think i saw someone i didn’t want to see, so i’m gonna run now,” she says. “don’t be a stranger, okay? let’s meet up for some lunch sometime—as friends, of course.”
tzuyu smiles, patting her back neatly. “i will.”
elkie excuses herself, walking swiftly past tzuyu, vanishing into the crowd.
out of a bad habit set in the last fifteen minutes or so, tzuyu looks sideways to the crowd that you had ventured into, only to meet your distraught face.
your face even turns furious when tzuyu meetes your eyes, but the undercurrent of hurt is open and raw. tzuyu instantly takes a step forward by instinct, wondering what caused it, relizing that you must’ve seen elkie kissing her cheek for this anger to be directed at tzuyu. but it shouldn’t bother you as much as it did—because why would it, it’s not like you to be jealous, because that would imply that you like—
huh.
“you were here with me.” you shout over the music, steamrolling over close enough for tzuyu to see the shimmer on your skin. “we came here together.”
“y/n—”
“if you dont’ like me back,” you start, shoulders dipping down in defeat.
well, shit.
tzuyu’s body breaks at that.
“if you don’t like me back, then just say it instead of making me witness whatever the hell i just saw,” you say, drinking the entirety of the fizzy orange behemoth of a drink that was in your hand in one swig, and slamming tzuyu’s shot glass on the table.
—
tzuyu finds you leaning against someone’s car, staring up at the sky.
she wordlessly covers your exposed shirt with the leather jacket you dropped on the way out of the club.
“that was elkie,” tzuyu breaks the silence. “she’s one of the few people that i know from coming to these parties. i guess we somewhat keep in touch now. we don’t like each other romantically. never, no.”
you blink, while looking at her, nodding while fixing your leather jacket to fit it more better on your shoulders.
“tzuyu,” you say. “what i said before—”
“is it true? tzuyu asks, urgency seeping in her words by the millisecond. “do you truly like me?”
you look at tzuyu, broken. “i wore this outfit for you,” you say again. “i hate stiff leather.”
tzuyu looks at you again, out of depth completely.
“i hate this jacket but i love the way you look at me when i wear it. so i wore it today, with you. the only person i could see in this crowd today was you, tzuyu,” you say. “i came up with a silly, stupid excuse to kiss you. so you tell me if what i said was true or not.”
“a stupid excuse?”
“i didn’t have any dates,” you laugh without levity. “i had people asking me out, yes, but i couldn’t agree because they’re not you, tzuyu. the only person i want to go on a date with. the only person i want to kiss and be kissed is by you. so i lied to your face and told you that i wanted to practice. i made up with a terrible excuse to kiss you that doesn’t even make sense because i thought you could, maybe like me back too! and it really felt like you did, but then i see that and-”
“i like you.”
you stop your train of thought from the sentence that just came out of tzuyu’s lips. “what did you say?”
“i like you too,” tzuyu says, as rushed as she could say. “i like you so much. so, so much. it’s—”
“you…what!?” you jolt with unbridled astonishment, crying, turning to grab tzuyu by the shoulders.
“why do you think i kept kissing you?” tzuyu asks with ardor. “i liked you too much to say no. i just—i couldn’t. and i wanted to go on dates with you and kiss you without having a reason, but i just couldn’t.”
a bitter laugh leaves your lips, head hung down while you kick your sneakers into the asphalt.
“you could—you could have,” you say, nodding in fervor. “you could have. i really, really wanted you to.”
“i just didn’t know,” tzuyu says, regretfully, cupping your face. “and i’m sorry that i didn’t.”
your eyes flutter shut. “well, you do now.” you say. “you know that i like you. i like you so, so much, tzu.”
“you know that i like you too. so, so much.”
your eyes open again, teasing a glint quite apparent. “so, what are you going to do with this information, then?” you ask.
tzuyu, with her heart fluttering endlessly in her chest, brings you closer. with eyes closed, you meet tzuyu in the middle.
you taste like beer, candy blossoms, and heaven. you taste like everything that tzuyu wanted, everything that tzuyu could ever want or need in her life.
i love you, tzuyu mouths into yours as she kisses you. i love you, love you, love you.
when you eventually break apart, a smile sprays across your lips, leaning in close, foreheads pressed together, one of tzuyu’s hands on your chest, right where the heart is patting frantically. “i love you, tzu.”
another kiss is shared again, this time more slowly as the both of you took in the taste of exchanging lips, not wanting to ever pull away. it’s just you and tzuyu, entrapped in that silly little world that you and her have built around for so many years, now elevated to a new echelon.
chou tzuyu doesn't like idiots.
but there was something about being with you as an idiot that makes it tolerable to deal with, and she doesn't mind that.
brushing your lips against tzuyu’s, you’re giggling and she follows.
“i’ll embrace you like this, forever.”
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Setbacks - Chou Tzuyu pt 1
Tzuyu x f!reader
Fluff, suggestive?
The girls find out they are the reason why Tzuyu isn't getting some with you
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(italics are for flashbacks in this one!)
Part 1:
The laughter echoing the room surrounded nine girls who were excitedly telling stories that probably would have stayed in their minds if it weren’t for the alcohol in their veins.
“That’s when I knew she was the one,” Jihyo slurred, taking another sip of her beer can, “it was the way her tongue pressed against me that made me just…” she shuddered, gaining tipsy giggles from her friends who had their cheeks tinted pink.
“I guess I’ll have to try that with Miyeon,” Sana chipped in shyly, getting cheers from the other girls. “I mean, the sex is good but we can always improve it, right?”
Nayeon nodded firmly before turning her head to the youngest of them all.
“You haven’t said a word,” the older girl pointed out, her eyes squinting at their maknae’s evasive gaze.
“I bet Y/N is really good at it,” Chaeyoung nudged Tzuyu, trying to get her to tell all the nasty details of your love life, “she looks like the kind to be in control, don’t you love that Tzuyu?”
Tzuyu was shy. All the stories her unnies told a couple of minutes ago were hot, really hot. She didn’t know sex could be enjoyed in so many different ways. She wasn’t inexperienced, in fact, she had several ex lovers that taught them all she knew so far.
However, you were her first girl. It was all new for her.
Since the first time you saw each other, your fate was sealed. The instant connection between the two of you couldn’t be denied, everyone saw it so it wasn’t a surprise when she finally came out to her members and eventually they helped her to get to you.
You were kind, passionate, she loved the way you made her feel but…
“We haven’t done it yet”.
*
Tzuyu was embarrassed.
No, scratch that. Tzuyu was mortified.
Those words shouldn’t have left her mouth, shouldn’t even have left her mind. It was a split of a second that she lost control of her own actions due to the alcohol and the words simply slipped out.
Eight pairs of widened eyes directed at her, trying to process what their maknae said.
“But…” Chaeyoung carefully replied, “haven’t you gotten together almost four months ago?”
Tzuyu groaned and hid her face in her hands. “Five,” she whispered, feeling her face getting even redder than before.
No one said a word for several minutes, trying to avoid any more awkward moments for her. It was enough that she had told them you two have zero sex life in all those months of dating.
“Well,” Mina said, trying to avoid eye contact, “it’s okay if you wanna wait or if she wants to wait for the right moment, there’s no rush for such things. You can even decide it doesn’t have to happen and it would be totally fine”.
The other girls agreed immediately, nodding to Mina’s words and trying to encourage Tzuyu.
“But…” the youngest replied sadly, “I do want it to happen… I just…”
“You don’t know how?” Jihyo asked, carefully, trying not to cross any more boundaries.
“I guess I kind of know how,” Tzuyu replied, “I just don’t know if she wants it too”.
A chorus of understanding replies were heard and it relieved a little of Tzuyu's worries.
“Haven’t you talked about it?” Mina asked.
And Tzuyu tried to remember when was the last time you tried to talk it out.
“This movie is weird,” Tzuyu said, lifting her head from your chest and locking her gaze with yours. Her body was sprawled out on the living room couch she shared with her members.
“It is,” you agreed, caressing her waist with the hand that was firmly gripping her side. Your fingertips passed softly over the side of her boob.
Her breath hitched.
You felt her head find its place on the crook of your neck but this time her arms wrapped your waist as she pushed her hand under your shirt to caress your tummy.
“I’m going to find another movie,” you suggested while pressing a kiss on the top of her head.
With one hand, you took the remote and kept scrolling through several titles, trying to get an idea of whatever those movies could be about. With the other, you pulled Tzuyu against your body and your fingertips kept drawing patterns on her skin.
She couldn’t help but let the desire run through her body, wishing you could finally and properly play with her now hardened nipples.
Tzuyu didn’t understand why it was so difficult with you. In her previous relationships, the guys she dated couldn’t even wait to feel her up. In less than two dates, they were already under her shirt, trying to open also her jeans button.
“Wanna go to my room?” she simply asked.
Deep in her heart, she wished it would have come out as a sexy whisper, as a suggestive invitation to do whatever you wanted to do to her. Her mind was foggy with desire for you and the only thing she wanted at that moment was to have you between her legs.
Your gaze found hers trying to decipher what those beautiful eyes were trying to say.
And as soon as you were about to reply, the front door opened, revealing two loud girls with their shopping bags ready to show them what they had gotten from their last spree.
Tzuyu groaned.
“Sorry about that,” Jihyo said, remembering it was her and Nayeon a couple of months ago.
“So you were gonna do it before you got interrupted,” Chaeyoung reasoned, elbowing the youngest, wiggling her eyebrows.
“Were we?” Tzuyu asked, rhetorically. “I mean, I don’t know for sure if she wants it too, I’m just assuming she was going to say yes”.
“Come on,” Jeongyeon replied, “of course she wants it, you just have to see the signs!”
“But what are those signs?” Tzuyu asked again, “when I was with guys, I knew because I could physically see their… you know… but what am I supposed to see when I’m with her? How do I know she also wants it?” she grimaced, shoving her face into her hands once again.
“Haven’t you made out until you give each other that look?” Jihyo asked, trying to see if Tzuyu was missing anything.
“You look tired,” you said softly, noticing Tzuyu getting too comfortable on the floor of their practice room.
“I am,” she pouted, feeling your hands roaming her back, your fingers making pressure right behind her neck. She pushed her head to the side so you could keep going with the little massage you were providing her.
“You are tense,” you said, getting a slight nod from her. “I know what’s going to help you relax,” you proposed, not even giving her a second to react before pressing your lips against the skin of her neck.
A long sigh left her lips. You kissed the side of her neck up to her ear where you whispered sweet nothings as your arms wrapped around her waist.
She turned around and captured your lips with hers. You pressed your bodies together as she pushed you against the wall.
As soon as your back hit the glass, you took the chance to shove your tongue in her mouth, trying to bring her even closer. She let you have dominance and let a soft moan leave her lips.
Your hand made its way up to her chest, ghosting over her clothed boob, when she pushed her chest against you and you finally massaged her the way she was craving. You left a needy groan off your lips when you realized how hard her nipple was and lowered your kisses to her neck.
Tzuyu threw her head to the side to give you more access when your other hand made its way under her shirt. As soon as your fingertips touched her bare skin, your gazes found each other in silent permission. Tzuyu was filled with the desire of having your hands all over her body.
Her eyes were screaming yes, begging you to go ahead and make her feel good.
Until several footsteps were heard outside of the practice room as loud voices approached the door.
You two separated immediately.
“Oh my God!” Jeongyeon screamed, “Could you two stop getting on the way while Tzuyu is about to get some?!” she exasperatedly asked Jihyo and Nayeon, who were trying to suppress their laughs.
“How were we supposed to know?!” Jihyo replied, almost offended.
“It’s okay unnies,” Tzuyu said, almost defeatedly, “the time will come, but I guess it will take time”.
“You two clearly want each other,” Nayeon said, feeling a little guilty she was also getting in the middle even if it wasn’t her intention, “you just haven’t had the chance to go for it”.
Tzuyu shrugged.
“We’ll get you the right time and place, Tzu,” Jihyo offered, getting a hopeful look from her maknae. “Just say the word and we’ll arrange everything for you two and we promise not to interrupt anymore”.
The other girls nodded in agreement, expecting Tzuyu’s answer.
Tzuyu smiled shyly. It wasn’t their fault, yet they were once again going over their own extents to make her happy.
She felt grateful.
“I'd love that,” she simply replied, smiling excitedly.
--
Part 2
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distraction
chou tzuyu x fem!reader
summary: getting a little sidetracked never hurt anybody (especially when it's tzuyu)
cw: fluffff, some cursing, slightly suggestive, men dni
wc: 694
a/n: i was smiling so hard writing this
the dimly lit room was filled with faint music coming from tzuyu's phone, and loud, aggressive typing from your laptop. you were behind on a week's worth of work since you were sick last week, and you had been at it for hours with no stopping point in view anytime soon.
"y/n.. you almost donee?" the sleepiness in tzuyu's voice made it obvious how tired she was. not just physically tired, but also tired of having to wait for you to take a break and finally pay attention to her. you were so focused on catching up that you forgot to keep track of time, unintentionally making your girlfriend worry a bit.
you sighed deeply and stretched out your hands in front of you, "almost, tzu. just a couple more slides and i'm done." tzuyu pouted and put her phone down, turning to her side to face you. "you need a break love, it's been 2 hours.. you haven't even eaten dinner yet." you glanced over at tzuyu and saw her obviously concerned expression, those pretty puppy eyes and pursed lips she gave you made your heart melt.
"i know, i know, i just really need to finish up. my boss would be on my ass if i didn't have this in by midnight." you reached your hand out to rub gently against your girlfriend's cheek, studying her features. "okay, just get it done quickly.." tzuyu grumbled and went back to scrolling mindlessly on her phone.
reluctantly, you also got back to typing away at your project, getting lost in your own world. you were so entranced by the soothing sounds of your keyboard that you didn't notice tzuyu shift around the bed to sit up until you felt her wrap her arms around yours, hugging your arm and snuggling her head on your shoulder.
you smiled and kissed the top of her head, not even peeling your eyes away from the screen for a second. tzuyu eventually dozed off on your shoulder, snoring softly and relaxing enough to the point where her head fell forward and she jolted herself back up. you slightly laughed at her clumsiness, picking her head up gently and placing her closer to you this time. tzuyu's head fit perfectly in the crook of your neck, giving her access to inhale your warm scent.
as you began to get stuck on a more confusing part of your project, staring at your screen hoping a solution would magically pop up like an ad, you felt small, soft kisses on your neck that moved up along your jaw, to your chin, and finally to your lips.
you groaned and moved your head to the side to keep your eyes on the screen, "tzuu, stop.. 'm trying- to work-" tzuyu didn't even let you get a word in and instead interrupted you with kisses in between every word. at this point your whole view was blocked by your girlfriend's face, but were you really complaining?
she kept attacking you with little kisses everywhere, peppering them all around your whole face, making loud "mwah" sounds to emphasize each one. you gave up trying to get her off of you, letting her freely show her love for you.
tzuyu got up on her knees and straddled herself over your lap, skillfully moving your laptop off to the side without breaking the kiss. you were basically eating each other's faces at this point, and you tried to slow down the pace, taking control over the moment. tzuyu complied and her kisses were now longer, more intimate. you took your time enjoying how your lips moved together in sync, tasting the usual nightly jasmine tea she drank on her tongue.
after a while, you pulled away with a small giggle, picking up your phone from the nightstand and checking the time. shit. "your project was due by midnight, right?" tzuyu whined at the sudden pause in your little makeout session, wanting nothing more than to just getting back to feeling your lips on hers again as soon as possible. "yeah.." you did a double take, looking at tzuyu and back down at your phone,
- "2:17 AM"
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TWICE members as your girlfriend
pairings: nonidol!Nayeon x reader, nonidol!Jeongyeon x reader, nonidol!Momo x reader, nonidol!Sana x reader, nonidol!Jihyo x reader, nonidol!Mina x reader, nonidol!Dahyun x reader, nonidol!Chaeyoung x reader, nonidol!Tzuyu x reader
tags: headcanons, fluff, romantic relationship
a/n: love twice, stan twice
Nayeon
your dates are the most enjoyable things in the world and i mean that
she loooveees shopping with you
your walks are mostly quiet but so atmospheric
in public, when people either staring at her or at you, she would kiss you in front of everyone to make them jealous
says "us!" on every two random characters, just because they look cute
the gifts she makes with her own hands are the most precious to you
often eats the last pieces, even though she promised to share
ALWAYS feeds you
may start whining and acting like a child if you still haven't kissed her that day
on your birthday or your anniversary she makes the most beautiful stories or posts on social media that makes you think “wasn’t she an editor?”
Jeongyeon
teases you about everything
seriously is the most chaotic and effortlessly funny person on this world
she loooveees dogs, that's why she has you <3
in public she gets more serious around you and is your bodyguard
usually lies with "there's something on your hair" just to touch it
was joking around before you started dating and after
can be strict when she's serious about something
loves hugging with you, wrapping her coat around you
literally the most long and comfy hugs are with her
can hit you as joke
Momo
dancing is her passion, so everytime music starts playing, no matter where you are, she's dancing to it
kisses you everytime she can because she loves it
likes acting tiny in front of you just to get your attention and affection
sometimes you can just talk in the kitchen at 3 am, drinking tea
loves fields with flowers and you often go there for a picnic
animal crossing is the only game she can play
when you both wake up, she just grips you hard and forces you to sleep more with her
her love language is to make you things and her gifts are the best because she knows you
usually rests on your chest and falls asleep just so that you would take care of her or even carry her to your bed
this bitch is actually really romantic, but hides it ??
Sana
the most innocent girl you can ask for, but then turns out she's not because of the way she thinks about you
sends tonnes of emojis like "k, see ya, honey 🥰🥰😍💕💕😻😻😘😘😘💜💜🩷🩷💘💖💗💓💞💕💖💌❤️🩹"
her laugh is your favorite sound
can randomly switch moods and give you that mischievous stare
when she's jealous, she becomes the boldest person alive and does everything to show others you're hers
exchanging flowers is your love language
loves watching movies, series, shows, anything, as long as it’s with you
she can flirt. AND I MEAN IT
loves when you straighten her hair
on calls with you when she's not around
Jihyo
your morning is always in a good mood because of your sunshine hyo <3
you can feel she's not on the bed beside you but then you find out she cooked you breakfast
her habit is getting up REALLY early so she can do everything she planned to
the most happy and fun moments are only with her.
she's a green flag in everything, that's why you're lucky to have her
caressing cheeks is your thing
her kisses are the most feelingful and sincere, and you miss them all the time
if you have a bad day and she drives you home, she'll buy you mcdonalds or whatever you like because she knows you like the back of her hand
the initiator of random adventures
loves biting your earlobe
Mina
is very shy when you kiss her in public
lying on her and being buried in her neck is your favorite thing to do
her kisses are the most gentle and loving
sometimes you notice her walking in your clothes
the way she hugs you is like she's your mother and you're her baby
always calls you pet names or nicknames she came up with
buys board games or things like beads, plasticine and spends time with you doing it
likes small matching cute things with you
loves it when you praise her or say what you like about her the most, that makes her blush
cooks while you hug her from behind, you both LOVE it <3
Dahyun
she is effortlessly funny, so she can make you laugh very easily
loves watching stars with you
you guys buy clothes for each other
you both watch or read a lot of stuff and share your opinion about different things
her hands on you >>>>
will go out with you no matter what weather it is now
you do lots of tiktok trends together
your roman empire is to paint her face with children's paints
she's very romantic actually
lies with a serious expression
Chaeyoung
this girl is artistic as hell, so she draws you, sings for you, dances for you, she does everything
shopping for clothes together is your life
before you started dating, you didn't have a clue that she likes you
karaoke together? YES
you go to nightclubs together but she keeps an eye out for you always and doesn't let you drink too much
since your girlfriend is a creative person, you often go to various museums
sometimes she steals your phone and takes photos of herself
you're just happy that you live with her
when she's jealous, she hides it pretty well but when you talk to her, she's sulking
most of her tattoos are about you, you and only you
Tzuyu
people admire her insane face card, so better keep her near you
smiles a lot when she's with you
honestly, she was obvious even before you started dating
asks you often "am i cute?"
her favorite pillow is your torso
rests her head on your shoulder cause she loves it
always has those heart eyes when you don't see
loves everything you give to her
appreciates and likes it when you also care about her dogs
can insult you with a cute smile (and you can't blame that angel)
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Tzuyu's Congratulation Gift
Smut and a bit of fluff
Chapter 183
(Tzuyu wants to tease her daddy a bit and congratulate him with a nice surprise.)
Feeling the sunlight in your eyes, you slowly open them as you try to wake up. At the same time, you feel a warm sensation in your groin, so you look around with nothing in sight.
It isn't until you get ready to get up that you pull your sheets and see someone's head poking out. "Tzuyu? Is that you?"
The head pops up further, revealing little Tzuyu with your cock in her mouth. She tries to speak but can't seem to understand the gibberish coming out of her, "what? I can't understand what you're saying."
You hear slurping sounds as she releases your cock from her mouth and gasps for air, "G…good morning, Daddy," with saliva running down her mouth.
"What are you doing in my bed, Tzuyu?"
"I just wanted to do something nice for you and congratulate you," as she crawls towards you. "Thank you for giving my sister a baby," as she gives you a kiss on the cheek.
"Why the kiss?"
"Well, that's another one down, right? You just need five more, and it'll make nine."
"What are you trying to get say?"
"Isn't your plan to get all of us pregnant?"
You're caught off guard by her sudden statement, making you choke up and say, "It's not that I want to; it just turned out that way."
"Well… you're doing a good job at it. I mean, most of us have accepted the fact you have a breeding kink," as she caresses your arm. "I wouldn't mind if daddy breeds me," as she grabs your arm, slowly using it to trace her belly and down to her lower regions.
You can feel her toned abs and soft pelvis, eventually reaching toward her squishy little cunt. She grabs your index finger and uses it to trace her lower lips. You feel the wetness coming out of her as you touch her, "you feel that? You feel how wet I am, Daddy?"
She looks at you with such innocent eyes that you can't get through your mind what's actually happening at the moment.
"You know, now that I'm an adult, I have other idols come up to me after your comebacks and ask for my number, but I always so no. I don't want or need any of them when I have my daddy to take care of me." She gets closer to you, feeling her breath on your chest.
"I know that they want to get to know me because they think I look exotic or because of my body, but I want someone who treats me nice, cares for their family, and is reliable, and that's you. I want you."
She inserts your finger inside of her, feeling her sloppy insides. You are stopped by a flexible type barrier, "do you feel that? I'm saving myself just for you, Daddy. I really want you inside of me, I want to give my first to you."
Your heart starts to race as you're getting turned on; Tzuyu comes closer to your ear and whispers, "Someone said that you have a thing for taking a girl's virginity," causing you to get hard. Your cock rubs against Tzuyu's abs, precum leaking and ready for some action.
"Don't worry, Daddy; you can have me whenever you want," winking at you. "You're not a small girl anymore, right?" Tzuyu nods, "No, I'm a big girl now," she says excitedly. You look down at her tits and say, "Then I should treat you like a big girl then," as you plant your mouth on her tits.
You take her nipple into your mouth and begin to suck on it aggressively as you stir your finger that is still inside of Tzuyu. She moans as she's getting stimulated from two places at once, "ahhhh… ahhh, don't stop, please. You feel as her walls tighten up, making it harder for your finger to twist and turn. It doesn't take long until she cums from the stimulation of both your sucking and stirring.
"Daddy, I'm cumming” her fluids gush out, covering your hand in her love juice. You see as she shakes from her orgasm, and hold her tight in your arms.
After some time, she regains her composure, "Thank you, let me make it up to you now." She straddles you, giving you a clear view of her puffy lips. She grabs hold of your cock, using her finger to trace the vein running from the tip to your base.
You shiver with her soft but cold touch as your cock gets hard once more. She uses both hands to hold your member as she jerks you off slowly.
"Am I doing it right, Daddy?"
"Yeah… just like that…" as your breathing gets heavier.
"I'm going to go faster, okay" and she starts to increase the pace. You watch as precum starts to cover Tzuyu's hands; sloppy sounds cover the whole room as you are both silent this morning.
Suddenly she starts when she feels your cock throbbing, "You can't come yet," and let's go of your member.
With your cock standing hard and tall in the air, she says, "wow, it's so big, I don't think I'll be able to fit the whole thing side me," as she grabs it and puts it against her tummy. "Look, daddy, it reaches all the way to bellybutton."
"You really want Daddy to fuck you, huh."
"I do; I want to feel what my unnies felt when you had your way with them."
"I can't break the promise I made with Jihyo, but we can still have some fun," as you grab her tight ass. She grabs your cock, lifts herself, and sits on top of your cock. You see as her puffy lips sink down and hug your shaft with only the tip of your cock showing.
"Daddy, you're splitting me open; you're so big," as she begins to grind, coating your cock with her love nectar. You grab onto her thick thighs as she slowly rides you.
"Tzuyu, these thighs of yours, I love them."
Hearing your compliment on her body makes her happy, which results in her pressing her body down and increasing the pace. "Tell me more; what do you like about me?"
These thick thighs of yours, your ass, your hourglass body, your innocence, I like everything about you," giving her a slight smirk. You give her a smack on her thighs, causing it to giggle.
She laughs and grabs both your hands and places them on her butt, "if you like them so much, grab them harder." Tzuyu increases the pace of her grinding, making you grab her ass.
"Ahh… ahh… your cock is so big. I can already imagine you fucking me, daddy," as she moans out loud.
You know that she wasn't like this before, she's been getting advice on how to turn you on from the other members, and it's starting to work. Your cock is loving how her puffy lips are hugging your cock, how it leaves a thick layer of love juice on your shaft.
Your notice that it's not just you but her as well as she begins to jerk from her orgasm coming. "I'm going to cum; daddy suck on my tits, please." You do as you are told and bring Tzuyu's tits into your mouth, sucking on them immediately. Tzuyu moans out your name and tightens her thighs, and lets her orgasm run wild.
You feel a gush of liquid soak your shaft and shakes violently, "hold me tight! Fuck…” Letting go of her tits you hold her as tight as possible as she lets her orgasm run its course.
You can hear Tzuyu's heavy breathing as her shaking subdues, "Thank you for holding me, but now it's your turn. Come for me."
You turn her over, flat on the bed, and stand right in front of her, grab your throbbing cock, and give it a few jerks. You feel your balls, ready to explode, and ask, "Where do you want me to come?"
"Please cum in my pussy, put the tip at least, please, daddy," pleading desperately. Her wish is your command as you please your cock right at her entrance and place your cock right on her lips.
A large wave of cum shoots out, covering her pussy in your cum. You press the tip of your cock into her tight cunt just enough to deliver a good amount of cum. Having cum to spare you aim for her thick thighs, abs and eventually her pretty face, spraying her with your white liquid.
The view in front of you is just perfect, Tzuyu covered in your cum, her hair and face completely white.
"Daddy, you're a bad boy," as she spreads her puffy lips apart, cum flowing out of her and onto the sheets.
You laugh and say, "You mentioned i could do whatever I wanted, so i decided to cover you completely in white."
"That's true, i do look pretty in white. Can you take a picture?" Tzuyu hands you her phone and you take a video and multiple pictures of her covered in your white paint. You hand her phone back to her and looks at it, "omg daddy, you messed up my hair. Now I need to shower before today's schedule!"
"Good luck getting it out, let me know how it goes."
"Nope, you're coming with me, Daddy, we're showering together," grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bathroom.
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And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid like - i love you.
Tzuyu never thought that a walk in the snow could turn into talking with the nerdy pianist of the school band.
Love is a strong feeling.
It can do you good,
It can hurt you.
So is hate.
Two strong feelings that can affect you, that change how you talk to a person, how you think about them, how you feel about them.
For Tzuyu, however, these feelings are too strong.
She tries to ignore them.
Emphasize, she tries.
Desperately, she places her brush on a small table next to her.
She doesn't like what she has drawn on her canvas.
And it's not because it looks bad, no, Tzuyu would say of herself that she's actually pretty good at it, there's always someone to compliment her on her work.
It's more that the drawing looks too much like that one girl.
Better said, Dahyun.
Very talented, loves music and plays in the school band. Tzuyu has English and art with her.
Tzuyu is also in love.
Whether you can even call it being in love is the question.
Tzuyu would probably never say "I love dahyun" because she thinks it's stupid.
They are friends, have met up several times, sit next to each other in English and Art classes.
But for Tzuyu, it's one-sided love - because Dahyun would definitely not love the quiet girl who isn't good at anything except art.
Tzuyu lets out a sigh and looks beside her, out of the window.
The streets full of snow, the sky dark blue, a few lanterns illuminating everything.
She decides to go out, maybe it will help her get inspired to draw something.
Something that has nothing to do with Dahyun?
She puts on her coat, a scarf around her neck.
She turns off all the lights before closing the door and going out.
Every time she takes a step in the rather deep snow there is a muffled sound, somehow annoying but somehow also so pleasant.
Sometimes an old couple walks past her, or people walking their dog.
And Tzuyu thinks about how all these people have their own lives, how interesting it actually is.
And as she walks on, she hears a voice calling out to her.
At first she thinks it's her mother nagging her for dressing too thinly for such cold weather.
But when she turns around and looks at who has actually called her,
she is standing right in front of Dahyun.
She has a smile on her lips, and just like Tzuyu, she's also wearing a coat and a scarf (which is actually too big for her, but Tzuyu thinks it's cute).
"Oh, Dahyun," Tzuyu replies with a smile.
She hopes the smile doesn't look too fake, because she wasn't planning to meet Dahyun during the walk, when she actually wanted to let all the things disappear from her mind in peace.
If you want to be a little more extreme, Dahyun is actually the reason why Tzuyu is out here at all, even though she could be at home, in the warmth, alone.
"What are you doing here?" Tzuyu asks as the two start walking side by side, because she knows that Dahyun lives much further away, she knows that Dahyun has a small park pretty much next to her, so why is she right here?
"Honestly, I have no idea. I'm looking for inspiration for a song, a project in my music class, and I was thinking I need to go somewhere, somewhere I don't go often, for new thoughts" she says with a small smile, "and you?" she asks.
Tzuyu ponders a little, thinking about how she should phrase it.
Because somehow Dahyun has the same motive as her.
Only with slight differences.
"I wanted to draw, but I couldn't concentrate," answers Tzuyu.
It's not actually a lie.
But Tzuyu prefers to leave out some details.
"It looks like we're here for the same reasons," says Dahyun and laughs a little.
Tzuyu would like to turn around right now and find an excuse why she supposedly has to leave.
Because she doesn't want to make pointless small talk, she doesn't want to hear Dahyun's laughter, which only makes her fall in love with her even more.
As the two walk on, Dahyun stops in front of a frozen lake.
Tzuyu looks at the lake first, it's beautiful, something she could draw.
But she is quickly distracted by Dahyun, she looks at her, examining her side profile.
And when Dahyun suddenly looks at her, she blushes, quickly looks back at the lake and hopes that Dahyun doesn't think too much about it.
What happens inside Tzuyu is that she says the next sentences, that she dares to say something she was senselessly afraid of.
"I like you"
Tzuyu says, her eyes focused only on the lake, she's too scared to look at Dahyun.
"I like you too, of course" Dahyun replies, but she's immediately confused when Tzuyu lets out a laugh.
"Not the way you think" Tzuyu says, and Dahyun looks at her, a thousand questions in her head.
Tzuyu is still looking at the lake.
"I love you" says Tzuyu.
It's silent, except for the breathing of the two of them and Tzuyu's words, it's completely silent.
This scene is like a cliché, like in those high school movies, Tzuyu thinks to herself.
And maybe she also hopes that it ends like in a high school movie - that Dahyun loves her too.
Dahyun doesn't answer, but just lets Tzuyu talk.
"I.. I don't know how it happened, but I hate it. Maybe I should hate you because you're good at everything, because you're somehow so perfect.... But somehow..." Tzuyu starts to say, her eyes full of tears, gaze still fixed on the water in front of her.
"I'm sorry" she says.
"I never wanted this" she adds.
"So please, just stop giving me hope, don't go for a walk here, do it at your place..." she says.
Dahyun feels like she has even heard a sob.
She looks at Tzuyu.
And maybe it's stupid what she wants to do, but Dahyun couldn't care less.
"Tzuyu," she says, but she doesn't respond.
"Tzuyu look at me" she says, and this time she responds, she turns to Dahyun and looks at her, a tear running down her cheek.
Dahyun stretches out her hand and Tzuyu feels like she's about to get a slap in the face for being so stupid, for having feelings for Dahyun.
But no.
Dahyun runs her thumb over Tzuyu's cheek, wiping away her tear.
Tzuyu looks at her in confusion.
"You're stupid," says Dahyun.
Dahyun stands on her tiptoes and comes closer, her lips landing on Tzuyu's.
Dahyun's lips on Tzuyu's?
And before it can come to anything more - Dahyun pulls back, goes back to her actual size.
Tzuyu looks at her, confused.
"I'll see you on Monday," Dahyun says and walks away.
Tzuyu doesn't move, she thinks over everything that has happened in the last few minutes.
And before she can somehow, finally, react, Dahyun is already out of sight.
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The sunrise looks beautiful.
Usually people stay awake to watch the sunset, but Tzuyu always preferred the sunrise.
She doesn't know why.
She looks at her canvas, and this time it is not a person who is painted on it.
On the canvas you can see a frozen lake.
Something that to other eyes only shows beautiful nature is much more to Tzuyu.
At the bottom, in a small corner, she paints a little heart.
And she smiles, because this time it has something to do with Dahyun, and this time she wanted it that way.
Dahyun has inspired her to do something that Tzuyu should have done a long time ago.
Her thoughts are interrupted when she hears her cell phone ring twice.
'Two new messages:
Dahyun:
Tell me what you think,
*audio file attached*'
Tzuyu blinks once, then twice, and then a third time to see if it's really true.
The title of the audio file is what shocks Tzuyu, something that gives her a tingle in her stomach.
'Frozen Lake - A love song'
Tzuyu picks up her cell phone and lies down on her bed, cell phone beside her as she turns the volume all the way up and listens to the audio file.
The melody played by the piano, something that immediately reminds you of winter.
Tzuyu feels herself smiling like an idiot.
Dahyun sings softly, gently, and yet so pleasantly.
Words about love, about a sudden confession.
And when it's finished, Tzuyu picks up her cell phone and writes -
'So I inspired you?'
'Always.' replies Dahyun.
Tzuyu smiles as she stares at the messages.
Suddenly, however, Dahyun's words come back to her.
"See you on Monday"
And Tzuyu suddenly realizes,
Monday is a public holiday.
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the way everyday goes | ty
christmas au
pairing: tzuyu x gn!reader
genre: fluff
word count: 7k
warning: again so sweet it'll rot your teeth ;-;
summary: your bank account may be crying, but that doesn't matter when you spend money on the people you love most
a/n: this year (last years rip) christmas fic, would anyone believe me if i said everything was ready to be posted ?? i just got lazy, i'm sorry HAFGDHSKFH thanks to @eternallyghosting my human spelling and grammar check but ngl tho, i wrote this fic very weirdly, so expect some things to not add up, but yeah !! happy new year !!
When Tzuyu opened the door to her studio, she seemed the furthest thing from happy to see you. Though that was often the expression she wore when dealing with the likes of you.
You, on the other hand, wore a wide grin, shaking a large bag of chips in one hand and a bottle of iced coffee in the other.
She was dressed in her usual garb. The one she wore when she locked herself in her room for an ungodly amount of days. An extra large sweatshirt that fell to her thighs with matching sweatpants in black colour. The only indicator of her tension is the frayed hem of one corner, no doubt picked at the seam while she reads all of her essays and articles and textbooks.
Tzuyu was unamused, but you were used to that. No harm done. Scoffing at her deadpan look, you shoved your way into her small house. When she didn’t step to the side, your back clipped the door frame, while all she did was watch you with her owlish eyes.
“Good morning,” you said, throwing another grin at her over your shoulder as you made your way straight to her study desk. Tzuyu had barely moved, holding the door open and just watching you run around her home as if it were your own. “Come on, why do you look like that? Catch!”
And you threw the chips packet at her.
Your smile only widened as Tzuyu watched the packet fly across the distance between you and let it fall to her feet. She looked at the packet and then at you and then back at the packet. With a sigh, she closed the door behind her.
You expected as much from her and shrugged. “Have fun with your crumbs,” you said, observing her study desk.
“Oh, I will,” she mumbled and bent down to pick up the fallen treat.
Exams are over. Results were coming out soon for the semester. And best of all, your holidays have started. The campus is closed for a whole week until New Year’s, truly there was nothing to frown at. Yet, there you stood scrutinising Tzuyu’s desk.
Her laptop is open on some unit site, codes and words that meant nothing to you. Her notebooks were strewn open with loose sheets, all highlighted and annotated with multicoloured pens. Sticky notes infiltrated every part of your vision. It overwhelmed you. Though, you supposed a student like Tzuyu could only function as such.
“What—What is all…” you gestured loosely at her table, “this?”
Tzuyu, still at her place in front of the door, tilted her head to the left as she opened the chips packet. Her blank stare was just a touch away from a glare as she decided not to grace you with a response.
You were used to her tricks. Same as she was to your taunts.
“You know the semester is over right, like, you can rest now,” you say, but Tzuyu scoffed.
She made her way towards you and headed to the cupboard behind. But not before offering you some of her chips, you tipped the crumbs into your mouth.
“I have to prepare for postgrad,” she said, “you know that.”
“Oh, what postgrad?” you asked, feigning cluelessness but Tzuyu just sent a scathing glare over her shoulder. “Do you mean the postgrad that starts in September of next year?”
“Second week of October,” she said, as she pushed hangers out of the way as if they’d personally offended her.
“Oh, even worse,” you sighed dramatically, throwing your arm over your forehead though she didn’t turn having seen this routine so many times. “That’s what? Only like a year’s worth of time—”
“It’s only ten months.”
“Oh sorry, only ten months, that’s truly so little time,” you said, purposely standing in her way when she turned to lay out her pick on the bed. Tzuyu liked to visualize her clothes.
“That time will pass in a flash—get! Get out of my way!” she shoved you to the side and walked to her bed before continuing. “Before you know it, the semester will start and you’ll be wondering how you’re already behind on assignments.”
That was such a fatalistic belief that only a student like Tzuyu can hold. Even when she, herself, has disproved such thinking.
“Yeah, but you did promise to take a break for a while,” you said, a bit of seriousness slipping in but you caught yourself. Shrugging exaggeratedly for effect and took a moment to consider. After a pause, you clapped your hands together. “Like how we said we’d go out and celebrate today! Remember that?”
“Can’t say I do. Is that why you’re up so early today?” she said as she moved back and forth pulling out pieces to complete her outfit. Tzuyu then returned to her cupboard, shuffling something around in there. You’d say that she was trying to figure out how to complete her look, but knowing her, she’d probably planned her outfit for the day.
You looked at your wrist, there was no watch. “Yeah, getting up before twelve was a real struggle,” you said and you moved right by her as she finally picked out a manuka winter coat. She ignored the way you clung to her side, though you didn’t miss the small smile she wore. Donning a smile of your own, you continued. “But you know those are the sacrifices I make for our relationship.”
“Oh, is that right?” Tzuyu asked, following along with your playacting.
“Oh yeah, I’ve been waiting all week for this day. All month even, you could say. Just for this, this very special, oh-so-jolly day. All only to get some time to spend with you, my—” You had just opened your arms to cage Tzuyu from moving around but she’d stopped you with a hand to chest.
“It’s not that serious,” her words were clipped but she was smiling. “Calm down, now.”
“Now, why would I do that?” you asked, arms still outstretched, you jutted your chin at them, waiting for your hug.
Tzuyu rolled her eyes but still relented.
She giggled when your arms closed around like how a claw machine would around a toy. And similarly—
“Don’t—” her words ended in a squeal as you lifted her up and spun her around, a little wobbly on your feet just to mess with her.
You dragged her down to her bed, crumpling her perfectly set up clothes on the way, and burst into giggles. All the while Tzuyu grumbled her distaste at being lifted up while struggling to get away from your hold.
“Stop laughing!” she shrieked, pushing herself away as giggles escaped her lips as well. “Seriously, seriously! I’ll go get ready, let me go now!”
You just hummed and rolled away as she hurriedly got off the bed. She straightened herself up before tugging at her clothes from beneath you. All you did was watch her, a cold sensation climbed up your arms.
“You’re unbelievable,” she was flushed when she said it, but grinning ear to ear as she made her way to her bathroom.
By the time the pair of you had reached the bus station, you had finished both the packet of chips and your bottle of iced coffee. Swiping her card quickly, Tzuyu made her way to the back of the bus and picked a two-seater. This early in the morning and this far out of the city, there was barely anyone on the bus. She shuffled herself next to the window just as you took a seat next to her.
The bus had already moved from the station when Tzuyu pulled out her phone and earphones from her pockets. Without even looking at you, she handed you the left earphone after putting the right one on. When you accepted, she pressed play and leaned back with her eyes closed.
You watched her for a second, a reprieve from when she wasn’t studying you back. You heard a chime somewhere in your vicinity, but you didn’t turn away, your stop wasn’t up until a while.
Tzuyu often looked perfect.
Of course, that was simple to say because she was beautiful. There was no doubt about it.
But it wasn’t so surface-level. It bled into how she carried herself and practically built her facade.
She’d said it herself.
“Repetition leads to routine, and practice leads to perfection. It’s monotonous but it brings order. They set a standard,” she paused. “And that’s something I can’t afford to give up.”
Granted, when she had uttered those words you’d found her in the same awful set of lockdown-sweats. A manic look in her eyes and her hair was frizzy from having a hand run through it so many times. She’d stayed up all night writing her draft of an essay that was worth nearly fifty percent of her grade. She’d barely eaten, surviving on instant black coffee and cereal bars.
In those types of moments, she reminded herself of those words. She repeated them when her motivation dipped beyond recognition and staring at her screen made her eyes dry up. She had a sticky note of the same words written in a hasty scrawl in her line of sight, just above where her laptop sat, so it was always on her mind. She’d apologise because she was not one to bite her tongue, but she’d tell you the same words. And sometimes it motivated you, seeing her excel, you wanted that for yourself too. But most of the time, the weight of working so hard crushed you straight into the ground.
It was worrying but she never really let herself stay down. And maybe, that’s where you came in.
When she’d tired herself out, you’d bought her dinner to make sure she had a proper meal before she slept for a whole day. You provided the snacks when you both holed yourselves in the library. You dragged her out by planning days such as this. You were her reprieve.
And by that time, you’d figured her out.
You saw her past the perfection she so delicately manufactured. Past the painted nails. Past the crisply ironed dress shirts. Past the curious gaze.
It wasn’t as if she completely removed her imperfections. If you knew where to look, you could find it. The fraying insides of her cuffs from picking at the threads. The flimsy collar barely holding its shape after being pulled at for so long. The flyaway strands that came undone when she played with her hair. They were always there, always humanizing her. You just needed to look at her long enough to know they existed.
When you saw the muscle in her cheek twitch, you were brought back to the sensation of the moving bus, rumbling beneath you. She knew you were watching, but decided against confronting you about it. The thought brought a smile of your own as you picked up your phone to check when you needed to stop the bus.
That was your duty. Your role in this relationship. One you took with pride.
Tzuyu was comfortable enough to let herself take a step back and allow you to drag her wherever you’d planned, no questions asked. The entire day was scheduled on your phone, even allowing for late buses and trains. You’ve travelled enough on public transportation to account for this sort of thing.
So that's how the trip to the central business district went. From bus to subway, from station to station, and one line to another—Tzuyu stuck by you.
Her earphones, still connecting you. Your hand, always holding hers.
You knew this city like the back of your hand. That happens when you spend nearly four years travelling back and forth, finding part-time jobs, going out, and attending events.
Yet you were still noticing new things from time to time.
As soon as your train stopped in the main district, you headed straight for the restaurants to load up on snacks. You still had time to kill before you needed to go where you needed to be. So you let Tzuyu drag you around, gawking at books she wants to read, playing around with fabrics of sweatshirts she already owned, but most importantly, you bought her almost everything she asked for when it came to food.
Though she did threaten to leave when you first proclaimed loudly at the counter. “Don’t worry, anything for my pretty princess.”
That was how you ended up holding two special collectable bubble tea cups, a take-away bag filled with free samples, and an inviting half-eaten honey cake which the pair of you left for later since it was too sweet.
From time to time, you pestered Tzuyu to take photos of you. Although she whined about it, once the camera was up, she was striking a pose. Her, always so prim and proper, and you, always with your arm above her or around her or holding her. Always gazing at her.
“Tell me you didn’t,” though you weren’t facing her, you could imagine her gawking.
“Well, I kinda did,” you shrugged, before throwing the clerk a smile as he went in to grab your shoes.
“How much was this—”
“I told you, money is not a problem! Anything for my sweet little schnookums—oi! That actually really hurt!” you leaned on the counter, a groan escaping you as you held the bicep that was harassed. “Unbelievable, unbelievable!”
Tzuyu just stuck her tongue out before grabbing her own shoes and heading in.
“Real mature,” you grumbled with a smile as you grabbed your pair of shoes and followed after her.
You’d dumped all your belongings except your phone into a locker and took a seat by Tzuyu to put on the ice skating shoes. For some reason, the fit was never perfect. Sometimes it felt like it was biting into your toes, or placing pressure on your ankle, but then it felt too loose when you tried to stand. While you were doing and undoing the laces, you missed the way Tzuyu just watched you with a smile.
With a groan, you tried again, hoping to get it down this time. “Honestly,” you looked up for a second at the rink. “I didn’t expect it to be this packed.”
“Oh, you’re telling me you didn’t expect one of the biggest ice rinks… in the city… to be busy… on Christmas Eve?” Tzuyu asked, her voice dripping with more derision with every statement.
“Okay but is it really Christmas Eve if it is, like, eleven in the morning?” you asked with a sigh as you finally finished tying your shoes.
“The whole day is the Eve,” she sent you a look as she stood, not wobbling at all on her blades. “And it’s almost two.”
“Is it?!” you asked, pulling out your phone. She was right!
Not according to schedule, but you expected as much. You could work with this.
“That’s fine,” you said and pocketed your phone before trying to get up. Tzuyu’s hand was already in your vision, and without hesitation, you took it. “Thanks.”
When you were stable, she let go.
“Okay, you can do it,” and with that, she took two steps and was on the rink already merging with the moving crowd that circled the border.
“Chou Tzuyu, are you serious?” you screamed, even getting some looks, but you weren’t bothered.
Even with the crowd, and the blaring Christmas tunes, you could hear her laugh once you spotted her. Tzuyu had her head thrown back, eyes crinkled close, and her right hand gripping the railing so she didn't double over and eat ice shavings. If she wasn’t having so much fun, you’d have been mad at her for laughing at your expense.
Tzuyu moved along but slowed down a bit so that you could catch up. It’s not as if you’ve never skated before, you have. After all, you were the one to book this outing. You just hoped you would be a little bit more graceful. Of course, after a few rounds, the lack of practice and confidence will disappear, but for the moment, you longingly stared at the children gleefully making circles in the middle of the rink with their penguins.
“Oh, come on, let go of the railing,” Tzuyu taunted, skating smoothly by your side, while you were hunched over the railing, basically walking on ice. “Come on!”
“Yeah, I don’t have a death wish,” a child giggled as she passed around you with a penguin aid. You’re sticking next to the railing too, kid!
“Why did you book this if you’re not even going to skate properly?” Tzuyu had the gall to pout.
“Because it’s in theme! Winter, holidays, snow, Christmas—!” you let out an ugly squeal as the blades slipped from underneath you. For a moment, you flailed. You imagined you looked like those cartoon characters just as they teetered off a cliff, hands winding around like a propeller to stop themselves from plummeting. Thankfully, the railing was your shining knight in armour and your wayward legs had stopped fighting you.
Tzuyu had stopped skating. But once you looked back at her, both elbows over the railing while huffing and puffing, she just broke out laughing. Maybe you’d admire how free she looked when she laughed like that if you weren’t glaring at her. While she did that, you pulled yourself into a standing position.
“I’m fine,” you huffed out as you were standing and facing the rink again. “Thanks for worrying, by the way.”
Still chuckling, Tzuyu came closer to the railing. And then she did something insane.
Pushing herself with one foot, she spun around and came to a stop in front of you.
When did she have the time to learn all of that?
“No need to show off.” Tzuyu rolled her eyes as she extended her arms.
“And no need to be killjoy,” she retaliated before jutting her chin at her hands. “Come on, take it.”
You made quite the show of how much you did not want this, though it was hard to suppress your smile. She shared the expression when you took her help. With a nod, she pushed off and moved backwards, pulling you with her.
When she tugged you close, you let out another yelp, and she had to press her lips thin to not burst out laughing again. She moved slowly, helping you find your footing on the ice while you navigated her away from bumping into people. Maybe if you weren’t so busy with maintaining your balance, you may have taken your chance to press a kiss on her nose, only to watch her scrunch her eyes shut and blush to her ears.
Once you’d done a round like that, Tzuyu decided to be brave and pushed herself back to your side. Although she was still holding one of your hands, leaning down, she picked up pace and so you followed her. Before you knew it, you were skating again. Like you used to, the few times you visit. Right by her side, competitions and bets came up, but at the end of the rounds, you were just finding ways to hold Tzuyu’s hand again.
When you realized that the rink’s Christmas playlist had looped, you decided it was time for a break. For you, at least. Stopping at a corner near the entrance to the rink, you leaned on the railing as you watched Tzuyu make easy rounds around the rink, even daring to skate between people. Like any other person, you picked out your phone and started filming her fly across the rink.
There was one particular move where she skated backwards and manoeuvred into a slow spin that made her laugh when she executed it perfectly. However, she’d almost run over a child who barely reached her knee in the process. Instantly, she was on her knees on the ice, even though the kid kept shaking her head to convey that she was fine. That was how you had another video of Tzuyu, skating hand in hand with a little girl as she taught her how to do a little circle.
You were on the seats with your shoes already in your hands when Tzuyu plopped herself down next to you.
“Happy?” you asked, tilting your head to watch her.
The grand clock chimed to mark the start of a new hour.
She nodded, eyes scrunched close again as she grinned. “Very.”
By the time you’d collected your things and finished up the rest of your leftover snacks, it was already time for dinner. You made your reservation just in time. When you entered the restaurant, the first thing the maitre d’ did was judge you. Well, you couldn’t be sure of what was going through his head, though you're sure he wasn’t supposed to stare at you for so long.
Granted, you and Tzuyu had sprinted the last few steps because it started snowing hard, and were huffing and puffing like some steam engine.
“Welcome,” his voice pitched high before he corrected himself and tried again. Instead of bursting out laughing, you and Tzuyu just shared an amused look before following him.
He guided you through the main lounge of the restaurant and to the private rooms you’d booked. Most places had flashing lights, a horrifying mixture of green and red covering every surface to get in the spirit. However, you loved how this restaurant had decorated the places. The whole place was dimmed, so only the fairy lights by the curling and candles on the tables twinkled. Each table had its own bouquet with flowers you couldn’t name, some adorned with miniature ornaments and some with paper-crafted reindeers and bells. Dinner plates, champagne glasses, and table mats had little accents of red and green, nothing too daring.
You supposed such simple elegance was expected of a high-end restaurant, but that also meant their clientele was of a different calibre too. Most of those at the tables were couples in expensive clothes and greying hair. Some seemed younger, but even they held an air of authority that you doubted you held as you trudged your way through the place.
Not that it mattered though. The waiter introduced the pair of you to your room and informed you how you could ring for help before closing the door behind him. With just you and Tzuyu in the room, you made yourselves comfortable.
Tzuyu pulled up the menu while you shrugged off your coat and hung it over your chair. “Are you sure we’re in the right place?” she asked before turning the menu and showing off the price of the dishes.
“Well, seeing as my name was on their list and they haven’t kicked us out. I think, yes,” you replied and picked up a menu for yourself. “Order anything. Whatever you want.”
You said a bit more genuinely than the last few times you did.
“Are you sure?” Tzuyu asked, still scrutinizing the prices.
“Of course,” you nodded, scanning for a dish that was worth the price. “My treat, remember.”
Tzuyu’s (and your own, really) inhibitions about the price had disappeared once you had your first bite. The food was absolutely divine. The pair of you had ordered two different dishes and then swapped halfway through, and then ordered one more dish and a dessert to end it with.
Tzuyu was scraping the bottom of her bowl when you asked her. “What do you think about marriage?”
The scraping stopped.
You’d have laughed at the little smudge of chocolate by her lip if her eyes weren’t so wide.
“Like, you mean, us?” she asked slowly.
A small chuckle escaped you as you moved the ice cream around in your own bowl. “No, like, in general.”
“Is this about Sana?”
That was the name of the second person in Tzuyu’s ginormous friend group who had gotten married over the summer. You never really knew the woman personally, or any of her friends really, but you’d heard enough about them and visited two weddings to know what they were like. And especially how much they mattered to Tzuyu.
“Sure, I guess,” you shrugged and Tzuyu returned to her dessert, although much slower this time around. “I don’t know, it just feels so daunting, you know?”
Tzuyu waited in silence.
With a sigh, you continued. “They’re so young and they got married,” you admitted.
It wasn’t just Tzuyu’s friends. You’ve heard stories within your own lectures, of people discussing marriage plans and getting engaged and dream weddings. And if not that, they were settling down, in relationships that seemed to promise security more than momentary pleasure. You’re not one to give that sort of thing too much thought, but you’d be a liar if you said you’ve never thought about it.
Tzuyu studied her bowl, apparently, there was still quite a bit of dessert left. “They know what they want…”
That was a simple enough answer.
Did you know what you want?
Your hand stopped spinning your spoon around as you studied Tzuyu.
Bells. That’s what you heard when you looked at her. Not like the deafening sirens you set as your morning alarm or the jingles you’ve been hearing all day. A soft melody filled with dulcet notes, building as your heart rate increased. It must be a sound you’ve heard before if your mind can come up with it… right? But you just couldn’t place the sound, it didn’t sound like any song you’d heard and if it was, you wouldn't recognize it.
You heard it every time you glanced at her, it arose in the strangest of moments. The pair of you had just pulled an all-nighter, the sky was losing darkness and turning into a dreamy blue, and when you turned to Tzuyu, you found her face pressed onto her textbook. She was out cold, the right side of her face completely smashed and her mouth hanging open as she slept. You had to clasp a hand over your mouth from laughing at yourself and waking her up.
And then you heard it when she first made instant noodles her way for you and added a concerning amount of cheeses. Then, it was when she suggested visiting a new cafe in the city and you’d agreed without question. Or when she’d bought you a random trinket from a street vendor solely because it had reminded her of you. So many trivial moments, filled with a soundtrack of your own making for your very own love story.
Because it was one. There were no two ways about it.
People often say falling in love is magical, perhaps that holds some truth to it. The fluttering in your stomach that you couldn’t differentiate from nervousness, the beating of your heart hammering away as if it were to burst, the shiver that runs up your neck, that same sense of suffocation you feel when you’re out of breath. How gooseflesh rises on your skin, but you feel so warm inside. And when you look at her, it's a sensation of relief that you feel. The tinge of positivity when she looks back at you, a twinkle in her eyes to let you know you weren’t the only one feeling this way.
You wanted to ask her and you have asked her.
Were you supposed to do something right now? In the moment? What would happen if we didn’t address it? How could we plan anything? How many times could we tell each other that it’s not fear? That we’re not scared? You’re not scared? But you are, you really are. It was overwhelming.
Are we falling behind?
She’d always denied it.
And she was right, of course.
But it didn’t always feel like it.
There were only a handful of people you considered true friends from your university. Not because they’d done anything to you or whatever, some people just click and stick with you forever and some don’t. It was simple. It was normal. And the former was true of Tzuyu.
It was so true, sometimes it brought tears to your eyes when you thought about it in the middle of the night. It really is so overwhelming just how much you felt for her. Perhaps this was love, or it was something else, you’ve never felt at this intensity before. You really couldn’t name it. And that might sound strange but it was true, nothing could really encompass what you felt, or heard even, when you looked at her.
“What are you looking at?” Tzuyu’s voice broke you from your reverie.
Your mouth made the shape to enunciate the word.
“And don’t say, you,” Tzuyu groaned as she pushed her bowl away, she’d finished her treat.
She knew your tricks all too well. You’ll need to change it up.
“Don’t freak, but there’s a bug on your—”
“What?” Tzuyu freaked out. “Where? Where is it? Tell me!”
Freezing up, all she could do was glare when you just chuckled. “I was wondering if I should just slap you to hit it,” Tzuyu’s eyes widened and you couldn’t help your laughter. “Or just leave you at its mercy and run, I didn’t want its attention on me–”
“Just get it off!”
“–but you know, sudden movements and things. I can’t die, I have too much to live for—” she shrieked your name, pleading as her hands gripped the table. “Okay, okay, come here.”
Gesturing for her to move forward, you leaned over the table to wipe away the smudge of ice cream by the corner of her lips. The smudge was long gone, so she should have guessed so was the 'bug' but you just held her chin. You, watching her. And her, watching you.
Having lingered long enough, you pulled your hand back with a smile.
“Thanks,” she mumbled after clearing her throat.
You just nodded before showing her your bowl of melted ice cream. “Do you want to finish this off too?”
“Yes, please,” she said, “but I also have something for you.”
You tilted your head in confusion, every single plate on her side of the table had been wiped clean. What did she have to give you?
You were just about to voice those words when she pulled out a small package from underneath the table. A gasp had barely left your lips when she spoke.
“It’s not a ring.”
“I’m heartbroken.”
“I’m sure you are,” Tzuyu placed the package next to your bowl and took the ice cream. “Open it.”
Following orders, you opened the package and you started second-guessing her claim of this not being a marriage proposal. Of course, you knew it wouldn’t be, you’d talked about as much. But you guessed somewhere you’d like to hear such news.
You sent her a glance when you felt the velvet inning of the box, though she just shook her head.
What was in there, when you opened the box, was a necklace.
A loud snort escaped you that you had to clasp a hand over your mouth.
When you looked up, Tzuyu was shovelling ice cream into her mouth but still grinning. She was doing anything to avoid looking at you.
The necklace barely matched its packaging. The first thing that caught your attention was an amulet, it was discolored and its design eroded, by wear that you could barely make out what it used to be. But you knew. And you remembered.
Four years ago, during some university-wide event, the amulet had caught your attention on some stall. But at the same time you’d reached for it, so had Tzuyu. The bells. That’s where you could track them back to. Some busking artist that had been performing at the time, providing a melody that you’d come to associate with Tzuyu herself and the love you have for her.
Tzuyu had been very adamant about having the amulet, and you, well you couldn’t care less. So you’d said the opposite and asked her to buy you the very expensive, very sugary, glazed doughnuts from the foodtruck down the line. And she’s just said yes.
And then you talked. You exchanged your numbers. And the rest well, was history.
Tzuyu never came around to wearing the amulet, and one night she admitted that she only bought it for its aesthetics, but could never find a moment to properly wear it. And if she did, she found herself wrapping it around her wrist so she could play with it when class was boring. The same night you admitted you just used the necklace to get yourself free doughnuts. From then on, she made it very obvious to wear it whenever you were around.
And now, it has returned to you. Having lost all of its aesthetic appeal.
“Oh this, this is priceless,” you said, giggling and tugging it from the box, already putting it on. “Thank you.”
“I thought you’d like it,” she said, finishing the last of your ice cream. “Now, where’s my present?”
You know she was asking to be cheeky, but you still entertained her. “Oh, like the whole day I planned and spent with my hard-earned money wasn’t a present?”
The train ride back was longer than you’d expected, but it gave Tzuyu some time to nap. Once again, you were connected by your hands and her earphones, as she lay her head on your shoulder.
Seeing as how late it was, buses would take longer to make their last rounds. Which is why you left Tzuyu at the bus stop, so you could quickly rush to the general store behind it and get some more snacks. Hot chocolate seemed like the right choice at a time like this, the perfect ending to the day. The scene would be magical, being seated together at a bus stop, illuminated by a warm lamppost, surrounded by flecks of snow as you sipped on hot chocolate. But also, you were craving more ice cream. Dealing with a cold will be your future you’s problem.
So you grabbed two cones and a hand warmer and swiped your card.
The streets seemed empty, even though it wasn’t even that late. Well… by a student’s standard, it wasn’t that late, seeing as it was nearing eleven in the evening, perhaps it was late.
“I got our snacks,” you said, holding up a cone in each hand. Tzuyu just chuckled as she took one from your hand. She struggled for a moment to peel off the wrapping with her gloved hands, but when she did, she bit a large chunk of the ice cream, and you just gawked in awe.
The bus had arrived by the time you finished the cones. Just as your stop arrived, Tzuyu’s music stopped. Someone was calling her.
“What time is it?” she asked, pulling out her phone, you missed the caller’s name.
“Like, almost midnight,” you said, getting up and guiding her out as she answered the call.
“They’re an hour early—”
“Tzuyu-ah!” Sana’s voice shrieked into your earphones, you had to pull it out. You thanked the bus driver and wished him a good night, ignoring the way he squinted at you.
“Do you still want to go—” Tzuyu just threw a thumbs up as she matched Sana’s voice in greeting.
Letting her catch up with her friend, you guided her to the park you often visited, usually near midnight like tonight, and always at the children’s playground to the small swing set.
When you helped Tzuyu into her seat, so engrossed in the call, she started taking the seat as soon as the swing hit the back of her legs, she'd have landed flat on her back had you not helped her into the seat.
“It’s nice to see you again,” you looked up to see Sana’s son wave at you.
“Oh, oh, hey, kid,” Tzuyu sent you a look over her shoulder as you made sure she was not going to slip off the seat. “It’s good to see you again! How’re you doing, kid?”
“I’m good, how are you?” he asked, and you parrotted the same answer, a little breathy from slouching over.
“Sit down, will you?” Tzuyu pretended to groan, pushing your face away from her shoulder.
The seat was made for children, so it was very very low to the ground and tiny. You had to balance yourself on your things to not flip over the seat, a moment's distraction and you could be swinging from your knees. Holding on to the chains, you pushed yourself close to Tzuyu so your face was on camera again.
“No, seriously, how are you?” you asked again to get past the surface-level answers. “What have you been up to?”
With a wide grin, he started speaking about a recipe he had just mastered and while he did more of Tzuyu’s friends joined. Most of which you were familiar with now, having met them at two weddings and conversed with some over calls. Though you were most glad to see Sana’s son again. You’d only met him face to face once. It was at Sana's wedding during the summer. Both you and Tzuyu had been taken with him when you first met him last Christmas. Tzuyu had taken you back home with her last year, and you finally got to meet her beloved dogs, and so had Sana’s son. He’d remembered to even ask about Tzuyu’s dogs during the wedding, you spent the better part of the event showing him the videos you had.
Ever since you’d gotten him a gift, he’d grown quite fond of you both. Now usually, it was tradition to get gifts mostly for those to be wed, but you and Tzuyu had instead decided to gift their son. You’d heard how much he loved the Percy Jackson books much like you had, so you decided to buy him the Kane Chronicles. thankfully he hadn’t read or gotten them yet. Besides, seeing as both you and Tzuyu were neck deep in student debt and as broke as they come, you weren’t really in a place to buy the newlyweds a washing machine.
Tzuyu waved to others, while you kept him talking. “Have you read the Kane Chronicles yet?”
The boy had an affinity to reread the same book over and over again, even if he wasn’t completed with a series. At the wedding, he’d been attached at the hip to the Son of Neptune, which was understandable. But also, the next two books are easily the best of the series.
“I did start them!” he said, eagerly leaning away from the camera before bringing the second book in with him. “I really like it,” he said, flipping through some pages and turning the book to show it. You didn’t have the heart to tell him it was too blurry to see anything but a blank white page. “But it’s not as fun as you said it would be, I still like Percy Jackson better than this series.”
Oh.
Now, you’re at a stage in your life where you didn’t go around picking fights with children, though you will say it was a difficult urge to ignore. But something about appreciating children having different opinions from you or whatever.
“Um, yeah, no, I—”
“Please, don’t pick a fight with a child,” Tzuyu said with a groan and the call erupted with a cacophony of laughter. You’d missed when everyone had joined. You had been hogging the call.
“I wasn’t going to! The kid had the right to his own opinions,” you said, looking scandalized but then mumbled under your breath. “Even if it’s wrong.”
Tzuyu shoved you with a smile and you let the swing take its original spot. With a smile of your own, you let Tzuyu catch up with her friends, only waving and greeting people when she turned the phone to face you. After some wishes of Merry Christmas and farewells, the phone call had been cut. With every passing year, it was harder to meet, even during holidays when everyone was supposed to be free. In-person meetings seemed like a faraway dream, and planning a call seemed just as hectic, but somehow Tzuyu’s friends found a way. But you know Tzuyu ached to meet her friends again, some time where it wasn't a life-changing event that brought them together or where disaster didn’t strike. Just to be with them for a moment.
You hadn’t even realized you were pushing yourself towards her, let alone kissing her on the cheek. Only when your swing recoiled back to her place and Tzuyu let out a small noise in question, did you realize what you’d done.
“What was that for?” Tzuyu asked, her hand caressing the place where you’d kissed her.
“I don’t know actually,” you said wistfully. “Just because.”
Tzuyu hummed in acknowledgement as blush coloured her cheeks. You thought maybe she’d chastise you, even as a joke. But then, she did something shocking.
Her hand pulled on your swing chain and pulled you close.
It wasn’t the smoothest kiss. Your noses bumped into each other and the angle was wrong, but none of it really mattered because soon both your hands went to hold her as close as possible. She giggled into the kiss, no doubt, shyness creeping in as she comprehended what she’d just done.
If it were up to you, maybe you would’ve stayed there until sunrise.
Unfortunately, your leg, which was strained to hold you in place, slipped just as Tzuyu gently pushed you away. While you swung sideways, Tzuyu hid her face in her hands.
A giggle from her earned from you. And before you knew it, the pair of you were laughing, hunched over and swinging lightly.
Many things are changing, but your days will be all the same. Especially with Tzuyu by your side. And she wasn’t leaving your side any time soon.
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a/n: people really need to read kane chronicles, its literally perfect but yeah, hope you enjoyed this ! again happy new year !!
tagging: @someone-who-likes-broccoli
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Imagine Tzuyu and the girls were practicing for the new comeback and tzuyu can't get the difficult part right. She became frustrated and you being the good lover you are after seeing the frustration in her face called her over to your lap and js let her suck your tits leaving the girls jealous cause they also want to suck on it.
omg yesss tzuyu was struggling with this part she groaned in frustration as she kept messing up you couldn’t help but notice each time she was called out for doing the wrong move she clenched her fists knowing tzuyu you wanted to intervene before things got out of hand you picked the perfect timing when the dance instructor called a 10 minute break you gestured your girlfriend to come here pulling her down on your lap her head found their place on your tits as she squeezed them softly they were like her personal stress balls she used whenever she got upset you wanted to make her feel better so that she wouldn’t mental breakdown “do you want to suck my nipples tzu” you question seemed to spark her interest lifting your top she took your breasts out of your bra latching onto your nipple a soft moan escaped your lips, Dahyun glanced over seeing tzuyu suck at your nipples her face had a hint of jealousy as she got the attention of the rest of the members their mouths gaped in awe wishing they were in tzuyus spot
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୨୧꯭ tzuyu [ twice ] lockscreens
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lip to lip
chou tzuyu x fem!reader ; fluff
synopsis: after studying for a while you deserve a reward, no?
wc: 2.6k
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a/n: my baby my baby
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tzuyu’s hand is twined with yours as you reach your house.
your girlfriend stares at the house in front of her, and an unexpected nervousness creeps over you. this is the first time tzuyu had ever been to your house, despite being with her for two months now, and you’re feeling a little insecure thinking about your average looking house compared to tzuyu’s
tzuyu gazes at your house, awe etching into her features as she looks at the vast variety of plants that decorate the exterior; the plants are beautiful and bright in the afternoon glow that emphasizes the green of their leaves. another feature that tzuyu notices is the dark blue bike locked up near the door, just against the wooden exterior—she guesses that it’s the same bike you had rode to her house to give her pastries a month ago.
your house fits the neighborhood well—it's comforting and quiet. it really seems like a home.
“it’s um, it’s not much probably, compared to your place…” you mumble timidly as you look at her, fiddling with the keys in your pocket.
“no,” tzuyu starts, “it’s beautiful. your house is really pretty.” she assures. you feel her thumb rub your hand softly and it makes you smile, easing your worries.
you take out the keys in your pocket and it creates a jingle noise from the contact of your keychains clattering with your house keys. the keys in your hand unlock the front door, then the two of you walk in, taking off your shoes and putting them on the wooden shoe rack inside.
compared to tzuyu’s large, eye-catching home, your place was a bit smaller. it was a two-floor house that had two bathrooms—one small and one larger with a shower and bathtub. it also included two bedrooms and one was bigger, your grandparents shared that room. the first floor also had a simple living room in the same area as the kitchen and small dining table. it was well-fitting for the three of you, and that cat that occasionally visited.
tzuyu examines the living room, it’s the first room she sees when she enters the house and it’s very cozy. the flatscreen tv is pretty mediocre in size, not too big and bulky, but not too small, and there’s a small coffee table and a soft looking brown couch behind it as well. one thing that stands out to tzuyu in the living room are small portraits of you; ranging from baby you to secondary school pictures of you posing with a swim trophy. you were adorable, you still are.
your cheeks flush when you catch what she’s eyeing, and you’re quick to direct her attention to something else.
“um, let’s go upstairs, my uh, my room is there.”
“you were cute as a kid.” tzuyu laughs, exchanging glances between the picture of you from middle school to the rose tinted face in front of her. you laugh and shake your head,
“i was silly looking.” you sigh.
“you’re still silly looking.” tzuyu teases, “and cute.”
you roll your eyes and pull at her hand, leading her upstairs and to your room.
when tzuyu enters your room, she’s hit with the scent of vanilla and almonds coming from a diffuser; the room smells just like you. the room is organized and clean for the most part, with the exception of the pens that are messily spilled over your desk and the misplaced pillow on our bed—which she doesn’t mind or really care about at all.
there are also a couple of posters on your wall, some have a band or artist on it, and some are just pleasing artworks from a variety of magazines. it really reflects your interests and personalities. tzuyu finds it endearing.
you set your bag down next to your bed and pull out a chair for tzuyu, motioning for her to sit.
“here. i need to get a seat so we can study together, be right back.” you say with a smile before walking out the bedroom.
tzuyu takes this time to analyze the small trinkets on your desk: there’s some small plastic toys from old animated tv shows and movies on your desk, they’re all the size of a finger nail and lined up for display. stick notes also occupy your desk with little notes to yourself, ranging from simple reminders to broken sentences with no context—tzuyu assumes that you had started writing something and got distracted in the process.
“hi, i’m back.” you beam as you hold a stool in your hands and set it down next to your desk.
“is that comfortable for you?” tzuyu questions, looking at how it lacks support for your back.
you nod and respond, “yeah, not a problem.” as you pull out the books and notes from your school bag, setting them on your desk. before you start working, there’s a sudden discomfort from the bulky uniform you wear.
“i think i’m going to change,” you begin, “would you like to uh, would you like one of my shirts or hoodies? the uniforms are annoying to wear outside of school.” and your face flushes from your own suggestion.
the blush on your cheeks is contagious and spreads to tzuyu’s, who nods shyly at your offering.
you smile and walk over to your closet, pulling out the first two shirts you see and holding them up beside you.
“which one do you want? i have more options and you’re welcome to, y’know, browse through my closet if you want something else…” you trail off, and tzuyu giggles at the two short sleeved shirts you hold onto.
one of them has some sort of tamagotchi character on it, and the color of the shirt itself is an orangish-yellow shade. the other shirt is a dark green color, almost sage green, but a little more unsaturated and forest like. it has three fruits lined up in a horizontal row: a banana, a strawberry, and an orange, which each have a small little doodled face on them. tzuyu thinks both options are cute, childish, and comfy looking.
“i’m fine with either.” tzuyu shrugs, unable to decide.
“well,” you look at the two shirts carefully, even furrowing your brows as you examine them for whatever reason. you put one of the shirts down, now you hold up the dark green shirt and have the yellow one bunched up in your hand. “i think you’d look lovely in this one.” you admit while handing tzuyu the shirt with fruits on it.
tzuyu giggles at your remark and nods. “if you think that then i’ll wear it.”
“i think you’d look good in anything of mine, to be honest.”
you earn an eye roll and a laugh from that comment, warms your heart.
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the two of you end up studying for an hour and a half.
during those ninety minutes, there’s a lot of groans coming from you as you struggle with the vocabulary of your language class, and tzuyu seems to huff here and there when dealing with math. it has you snickering at each other in between note taking and scribbling equations, which eases the frustration that started to build up in the both of you.
there’s a moment where tzuyu is completely locked in. her brows are furrowed and she’s biting her lip slightly as she writes. she uses the pencil in her hand to jot down a flow of numbers, dashes, signs, and whatever else that you don’t really want to analyze or think of at the moment because math is not your strong suit.
she’s in your yellow shirt that was given to you last christmas, which sits a little loose on her body since it’s oversized on you yourself, and you have a larger, taller frame compared to your girlfriend. you notice that some strands of her hair fall out of her ponytail, and the color of her brown hair is much more prominent under the glow of the light, yellow rays coming from the desk lamp. her face also seems to shine from the light of the desk lamp, and it highlights the soft slope of her nose, as well the pink of her lips. her lips look so soft, so kissable.
tzuyu looks adorable like that.
“is there something on my face?” tzuyu asks, snapping you out of your trance.
you realize that you had been staring. your chin was rested on your knuckles and your face was basically being held up by your arm on the desk.
you gape at her a little more, bolder and with intent now. “you’re pretty.”
tzuyu feels flustered under your gaze, despite you looking a little ridiculous as well as unserious in that adorable childish t-shirt.
she’s only able to laugh at your comment, and it reveals your favorite dimples. she shakes her head and shifts her look back to the paper in front of her, fiddling with her pencil as the smile on your lips grows.
“are you finished with your homework?” you question as you put an arm up in the air, stretching.
“i just have this one question, why?”
“my grandparents are back in-” you check the time on your phone, “-less than an hour, we could do something? watch a movie or just relax, if you’d like.”
tzuyu smiles and sets her pencil down, then moves over quickly to peck your lips.
“i’d love that.” she says, “let me finish this, i’ll be quick.”
you nod with a big grin spread across your face.
as tzuyu finishes up the problem, you put your notebook and folder into your schoolbag, then hang the backpack on the hook that’s stuck on your wall. when you’re back at your desk with tzuyu, you lay your chin on her shoulder and the faint scent of her rosy perfume is noticeable. it smells wonderful.
tzuyu puts her pencil down a minute later, turning her head and placing a shy peck on your forehead.
“done.”
“yay.” you mumble quietly as you pull away from her shoulder. your girlfriend laughs at your response and smiles sweetly.
something in the air shifts and one glance at tzuyu has you feeling a bit more needy, a bit hungry almost. her lips acquire your attention and you’re blatantly staring at them—which has tzuyu turning her head in confusion.
“is there something on my-“
“you look really, really good.” you almost breathe out, looking back at her in the eye. tzuyu raises her brows in surprise and she’s flustered (again) to say the least.
you look at her lips again, then her eyes, then back to her lips. your eyes linger on the inviting feature.
“can i kiss you?” you ask, making eye contact with her again. tzuyu nods with a glow of red on her cheeks.
you smile and cup her cheek, leaning closer and pressing a soft, tender kiss on her lips.
tzuyu hums in satisfaction as you deepen the kiss. your head turns for better access and your lips connect for longer periods of time, both pairs not wanting to part, as if they were magnets with opposite forces.
you two kiss a little longer, it’s not rushed and instead it’s soft, sweet, and passionate.
your girlfriend pulls away for a brief moment and her lips brush against yours, still lingering.
“can we move to your bed?” she asks, breath warm against you.
“yeah,” you respond.
the two of you get up, still close together. your lips meet again as you stand up and blindly move towards your full-sized bed. when your calf hits the mattress you sit down slowly, tzuyu leaning down a bit to keep her lips on yours.
you part for a brief moment and tzuyu whines in response—it makes you laugh.
“do you want to sit on my lap?” you suggest, “i think it’d be more comfortable.”
your proposal catches her off guard, makes her whole body burn and pupils dilate. tzuyu hesitates before climbing onto your lap, settling herself gently as you place your hands on her hips—her brain stops working for a second.
the two of you smile, faces inches apart as you study each other’s features. tzuyu notices that your lips are a darker in color now and just barely puffy from how she had been kissing them. your pupils are wide, practically taking over your whole eye as you stare at her with a deep longing.
your girlfriend cups your burning cheek and rubs it with her thumb softly before sliding her arms around your neck.
“you’re so cute, y/n.” she mumbles against your lips before kissing you again, almost stealing the oxygen from your lungs.
her lips melt into yours as they make contact again, and your hand subconsciously moves to the edge of your shirt that she wore, moving it up slightly and slipping your fingers under the cotton material to brush your fingertips against her skin.
the feel of your cold fingers on her soft, delicate skin sends shivers down her spine, making her groan softly into your mouth. her lips part slightly, which gives you the opportunity to slide your tongue against her lip. she gives you access by opening her mouth a little more, letting you explore the new territory with your tongue. your tongues swirl against each other which earns small hums of delight as well as breathy noises from the two of you.
you’ve kissed tzuyu multiple times: on the cheek before classes, pecks in a more private setting, and on her hand as you walked her back home—but never like this.
the intimacy of kissing this much and for this long was new to the two of you. the pace of which you made out had increased as the two of you adapted to the overwhelming feeling of nervousness and added pleasure, it was new and the two of you grew fond of it quickly with each second that passed by.
the pace slows down as you slip your tongue back out, kissing her slowly on the lips again. you slide your hands back down to hold her gently by the waist and make the move to stand up, which has tzuyu wrapping her legs around your own waist.
you continue to kiss her even as you stand, turn around, and set her down—only parting when she’s fully set on your bed so you can look at her flushed cheeks and darkened pupils.
“i really like kissing you, tzuyu. it’s really nice.” you say breathlessly.
tzuyu laughs lightly at your adorable words. “i like it too.” she responds, sliding her hand through your hair and to the back of your neck. she rubs against the nape of your neck lightly and twists some of your hair around her finger before smiling again. “let’s do this more often.”
“yeah.” you say, laughing lightly before meeting her delicate lips again.
tzuyu smiles into the kiss, so do you, and it goes on again for a while—just you and tzuyu kissing and savoring each other with a new feeling that flows through your bodies.
you almost bite tzuyu’s lips when you hear a loud voice coming from downstairs. you flinch and pull away quickly, so does your girlfriend.
“y/n! we’re home! can you help bring the groceries inside?” your grandpa yells from downstairs.
“yeah! be there in a minute!” you respond, raising your voice.
you turn back to the girl under you and trapped between your hands, she’s giggling at you with her hands still cupping your face.
tzuyu gazes at you for a few seconds before speaking softly. “you should probably go help them out.”
“yeah.” you sigh, “one more?”
tzuyu nods happily and you press one more long, tender kiss on her lips.
“y/n!” your grandpa calls out again, and you almost fall on tzuyu from the sudden jolt of surprise (again).
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tell me, will we survive?
chou tzuyu x reader ; fluff, little bit of angst
synopsis: your family had a secret beneath an arranged marriage, but you suddenly discover that the bride’s family had a secret of their own.
wc: 2.1k
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a/n: ty to @twicesserafim for the request!!! something abt my song titles always hit mmmm let me keep cooking
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you hated being the esteemed princess of a nation.
you also hated the fact that you had to stand for what seemed to be hours on end for a ceremonial marriage of your brother and another princess from a neighboring kingdom.
taehyung, your kingdom’s prince, the crown jewel of your family, someone you were proud to call your brother, was about to marry a woman who he knew very little of. the arranged marriage was all a facade to cover up the potential danger of a war that was all but imminent in a matter of time.
you tried to object to this act that your father and mother had devised, only to be threatened to be exiled from the family entirely if you were to do anything rash to ruin the “special” moment. while you stood off to the side of the altar watching the union unfold right in front of you. you couldn’t see the woman’s face, but you could tell the elegance she possessed while wearing her dashing white dress, the gown pooling over the steps as she held your brother’s hands exchanging vows.
the wedding reception after was all in good spirits, you exchanged conversations with various people that had high positions in the kingdom, leaving kind regards and small laughs as you saw right through their fake smiles.
after partaking in the food that was provided—damned impressed that it was good to eat, the host announced that there was a special performance from the bride’s family. watching the bride sit at the center of the ballroom with a guzheng. you were caught off guard when the helpers brought out another guzheng and saw the bride’s sister take the seat next to her.
there were a couple questions brimming in your head, but the one that needed to be answered right away was who was the bride’s sister? you then lean over to taehyung’s right side to whisper something to him as the sisters started to play.
“you didn’t tell me that salernitana had a sister.”
“i thought you knew. she also hates that name by the way, she prefers to be called sally.” taehyung hushes quickly trying not to interrupt the performance.
“sally?! i think i prefer the other name, no offense.”
“oh shut up, that’s her twin sister next to her.”
you put your eyes on the second sister as she gracefully plays the guzheng with her fingers almost as if she wasn’t touching the instrument at all. she definitely had the musical talent no doubt, but something about her visuals that were near identical to the bride’s—almost like a carbon copy. she had little to no makeup on her face since her visuals were strikingly beautiful as it is. her long dark brown hair curtaining her shoulders as the costume fitted an hourglass figure. you’ve only seen this woman for about two minutes and you were already besotted by her sophisticated appearance as they finish their traditional song, applauding at the end, tapping away repeatedly to annoy taehyung again.
“you never told me the twin’s name.” you said, continuing to clap for the sisters.
“her name is chou tzuyu. you trying to befriend her?”
“nothing wrong with making new friends tae.” you respond quickly as the rest of the guests sat back down to proceed with the rest of the ceremony.
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once the party broke out in common conversing groups and dances, you make your way across the crowd to see tzuyu alone by herself at a table, making eye contact with you instantly looking away, sitting right next to her, placing your elbow on the table as you observed tzuyu’s features more closely this time.
“nice performance, i didn’t even know that you were sally’s twin sister.”
tzuyu glances back at you with a smile, and you feel your breath hitch for a slight second as she gazes back with a similar intent.
“why thank you, but shouldn’t you be somewhere else princess-”
“please, call me y/n. princess is a little too formal for my taste.” you say, waving your hand to calm tzuyu’s nervousness as she simply nods at your request.
“well then y/n, what brings you all the way over here?” tzuyu politely asks, grabbing a small grape to eat from the centerpiece of the table. “what could an esteemed member of the royal family want with a lesser known person like me?”
“i’m not that esteemed. i’m just on the same boat like you.”
“is that so?”
you nod, studying her features again, staring for little bit longer that you would’ve liked as you didn’t respond to tzuyu’s question.
“y/n.”
her heavenly soft voice breaks your trance as the music of the band got increasingly louder along with the cheers of the crowd. you look back to see your brother and his bride center circle as they both danced to a common folk song, clearly enjoying the moment.
tzuyu clasps your hand, slightly flushed at the sudden contact, face worming as she leaned closer to your ear to say something to you.
“wanna get out of here?”
you do the same to tzuyu leaning to her ear, covering it so that she could hear better, “i know where we can go, come with me.”
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you open the door of your family estate to a closed off garden. tzuyu is left in awe at the new area of interest as she takes in the sight of the various plants spread across, the soft sound of the water streaming in the small pond next to the door where there were koi fish happily swimming round in circles.
leading the way, you open a second door to an atrium, illuminated by the low lights just enough for you and tzuyu to see each other in the darkness as you two stand in the center, the door closing just behind tzuyu. you tried your best to keep composed, resisting the growing warmth on your face, looking at tzuyu gazing up at the stars peeking through the clear windows above.
“i’ve always wanted to see what was inside the castle.”
“have you liked it so far? i’ve only shown you through the long hallways, but nobody knows that we’re here.” you say rubbing your shoulder to calm yourself while keeping your eyes on tzuyu.
tzuyu hums out gladly, “i have. it’s lovely here, i’m actually jealous.”
you sit down on the small bench off to the side as tzuyu stands in the center. the light radiating through the skylight perfectly as you blatantly admire the artwork that was presented in front of you. tzuyu looks up at the moonlight, nearly mimicking a statue with the way she posed, arms behind her back and lifting one leg up as the skin appeared to be glowing for a few moments. her perfect side profile and angled jawline left your mouth dropping as she looked over to you, causing you to sit up straight and clear your throat out before pretending to wipe something off of your outfit.
“i usually come here when it’s late. it’s quiet and peaceful. i actually spend most of my free time here since we built this garden with my mother.” you say standing up, walking over to tzuyu and grabbing her hand to move deeper and deeper into the outdoor area as tzuyu is left in amazement at the new sight that was in her eyes.
lanterns lit up the pathway that you and tzuyu were walking on as the presentation of the garden grew more amazing to look at. there were a plethora of plants that were curated over time as tzuyu listened to your rambling of the different flower names, throwing them up like a jester’s party trick. tzuyu observed the many groupings of flowers like the chrysi’s in one area and the patches of willows in the next. you two eventually reach a spacious terrace, leaning against the supporting beams that overlooked the kingdom from a high view
“this view is amazing y/n.” tzuyu tells you, shifting herself to stand right beside her, knuckles grazing each other as you swipe your hand away from the contact.
you lightly smile at the sight that you’ve gotten used to seeing as tzuyu looks over to you, your expression shifting slowly to a more grim emotion. you catch yourself inhaling sharply, leaning over the railing to see the lilac’s just hanging under you two.
“sorry, i didn't mean to get depressed all of a sudden.” you say to tzuyu, assuring that everything was okay with you.
except that it wasn’t.
“tzuyu, how come you didn’t put yourself in a higher regard in your family. you’re also a royal family member no?”
tzuyu ponders at your question, turning to face you as matched her eye level, her casting growing immensely in the dead silence, waiting for her answer.
“i was never a fan of being all preppy for show. i just wanted to be a normal person, no status, no privileges, just a simple life.” she mumbles as you couldn't help but feel bad, but at the same time, it puts your mind at rest that she really was in a similar position like you.
you reach for her hand, fingers getting intertwined with yours as she reciprocates your action, relieved that you were so straightforward with how you felt about her in the short amount of time that you’ve gotten to know her.
tzuyu’s body and yours were inching closer together, only to be interrupted by the sound of steps on the gravel approaching you.
“y/n! i’ve been looking everywhere for you! mother and father are requesting your presence back at the ballroom for a few moments.” taehyung says to you as he stood at the steps of the terrace, locking his gaze on you and tzuyu.
“you can tell them to forget about it, they know that i hate parties anyway.” you answer solidly as taehyung leans his head back in a slight shock from your answer, noticing that you were still holding hands with tzuyu before scoffing at what he observed.
“you know our family’s stance about this.” he says, waving his finger at you and tzuyu as he already took the hint, “mother and father wouldn’t approve of this and you know what would happen if they found out.”
“it wouldn’t matter anyway, you know what’s about to happen in the coming weeks.” you retort, clutching tzuyu’s hand tighter as taehyung sighs, turning around as he headed back to the party downstairs.
tzuyu was left confused at the verbal exchange that just happened, but you pulled her closer for a quick hug, trying to do anything to not break down as she pats your back.
“y/n, what’s happening?” she asks you as you look out in the night sky yet again.
“tzuyu, do you know why my brother is having this wedding?”
tzuyu stays silent as she remembers the sole reason of the whole event as she hums quietly to your question. your breathing increases to an uncomfortable rate as tzuyu hugs you tighter, digging her chin onto your shoulder.
“i do, and i’m scared for what’s going to happen.”
you break the hug as tzuyu stands in front of you again, clutching your arm as you couldn’t bear to make eye contact with her, not after how you acted, then hesitating for a moment before giving tzuyu a proposition.
“tzuyu, would you want to run away with me?” you ask tzuyu as she tilts her head, eyes giving a sense of want before you continue. “do you want to get away from all of this, just the two of us?”
tzuyu eyes the ground as you try your best not to tremble from the weight of your own breakdown.
“this war is going to destroy everything. i know it, your family knows it, it’s all going to end.” you say to tzuyu. you and her try to fight back the tears, you and her were both becoming genuinely scared.
your mind was buzzing on all cylinders as tzuyu meets your eyes again, heart twinging as she broke a lovely smile, the dimple on her cheek piercing through as she finally confirmed your longing desire.
“as long as you lead the way y/n , i’ll follow you.”
you exhale in relief, giving yourself a few moments before you grab her hand again, running to a set of stairs behind the terrance and past the gate that went out to the forest that was lit up dimly by surrounding fireflies. you and tzuyu leaving the stupid life of royalty for freedom behind, you and her never looking back.
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Twice as Types of Kisses
Twice all members x gn!reader
genre: fluff
warnings: slightly suggestive in some parts
Author’s note: I’ve finally given in to the need to write for them, so I thought I’d post this little imagine for a start~
Nayeon:
deep, adoring kisses
loves kissing you whenever and wherever she can
will literally pull you aside, seeming like she has something important to say, but she just wanted to share a quick kiss with you
always looks at you so fondly because she loves you and the way your lips feel against hers
every single kiss she shares with you is filled with her feelings for you - there will never be a kiss that means nothing
Jeongyeon:
sneaky, playful kisses
will carefully tiptoe up to you and wrap her arms around your body before pressing her lips against your jaw
likes catching you off guard with kisses on the lips or elsewhere on your face or hands (or tbh anywhere she knows you like receiving them) just to see you all flustered because of her
always apologizes with a warm smile
but that’s just another excuse to kiss you again
Momo:
chaste kisses all over your body
loves tracing the lines of your body with her fingertips and trailing kisses along them
when she’s hugging you from behind she will sometimes brush her lips against your shoulders, kissing her way up your nape until she reaches your ear
they’re always light kisses, careful and teasing
loves nipping at your collarbones and jaw too
smiles victoriously after a kiss to the corner of your mouth because it’s clear as day that you’re already under her spell
Sana:
energetic and all over the place kisses
feels the need to tightly squeeze your hand, hug you or kiss you whenever she’s excited
will pull you close, and if you initiate the kiss she’ll be blushing and super happy at the same time
breaks the kiss in a smile, but as soon as she’s collected herself she’ll take the lead
grabs your face and presses a big smooch on the tip of your nose and then your lips
kisses you all over your face and smiles happily in between, until there’s no more space to do anything else in between kisses
Jihyo:
caring, warm kisses
she’s so fond of you, and everytime she sees you, she wants to convey that to you with a kiss
loves putting her arms around your shoulders before grinning at you and slowly going in for a kiss
her kisses are usually both deep and make you feel safe
there’s warmth in the way she moves her lips against yours, and she always matches her energy with yours
sometimes that warmth turns into fiery kisses that might lead to more
Mina:
lingering kisses
a bit shy about kissing you, especially when other people are around
but once she has the courage to simply walk up to you and to kiss you, she will do it fairly often
very careful whenever she touches you
loves the feeling of kissing you so much, she might actually break the kiss because she can’t suppress her smile
soft kisses that linger, foreheads pressed together
she doesn’t want this moment to end
Dahyun:
morning kisses
loves nothing more than to wake you up in the morning with kisses
will already be snuggled up to you when you open your eyes and be overflowing with love as she sees your sleepy face
soft kisses on your cheeks and forehead to help you wake up
cups your face with her hand when you’re fully awake and presses her lips against yours
some days it ends like that, other days it’ll turn into a lazy morning make-out
Chaeyoung:
feathery light kisses
loves surprising you with pecks on the cheek or your neck, that make both of you smile
this often ends in her hugging you tight and scattering light kisses on your neck
will make you laugh at the ticklish sensation before applying just a bit more pressure to feel you melt into her kisses
she might go back to just hugging you, resting her head on your shoulder
or things will end in a make-out session
Tzuyu:
hand kisses
dramatically picks up your hand to kiss the back of it
laughs at the silly gesture, but from the sparkles in her eyes you can see how much she adores you and that her kiss was genuine
other times she’ll play with your fingers while holding hands absentmindedly
then she suddenly brings your hand up to her mouth to brush her lips against your knuckles
shows you a soft smile and continues placing soft kisses on your hand as her cheeks redden, because you really are her whole world
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SMC girlfriend HC or ur gay
SMC HCs
SFW HCs
The three of them have always been close friends. Tzuyu and Chaeyoung especially since they are so close in age.
Chaeyoung is the one who the other girls go to when they feel overwhelmed.
While Chaeyoung switches between Dahyun and Tzuyu depending on what she needs help with.
However, Dahyun still feels like the mom of the group and is always willing to help out the younger ones with their difficulties.
The three often meet up and have good times by watching movies, discussing industry gossip and listening to music.
Tzuyu is the most mischievous among them and will occasionally prank them in some manner.
Dahyun likes to see them both be sleepy because then both Chaeyoung and Tzuyu get clingy towards her.
They occasionally try to cook together but since neither of them are very skilled, it’s never anything fancy. Although recently Tzuyu has massively improved her cooking skills and has been meaning to surprise the other two.
Chaeyoung draws the three of them and often sings randomly for them.
NSFW HCs
In this dynamic, all three girls feel equally dominant and submissive towards each other.
However, since Tzuyu and Chaeyoung are quite close to each other, they often end up teaming up against Dahyun and dominate her.
That’s not to say Dahyun is helpless against them. When she wants she is able to turn the tide and instead have the two girls submit to her very much willingly and eagerly.
Tzuyu is the one who most often ends up on the dominant side and Chaeyoung is the one who ends up being the most submissive.
Surprisingly enough, Tzuyu is the best at eating pussy among them and her services her quite high in demand, particularly from Dahyun.
Chaeyoung is the best at fingering and quite enjoys having the other two girls squirm and squeal as she pleasures them.
The three enjoy doing various roleplaying and have a good amount of variety in what they do, switching up quite often.
They sometimes start as a duo and the third person eventually gives in after hearing the two girls moaning and whining.
Dahyun likes to have the most aftercare while Tzuyu the least although she still ends up receiving the most.
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> not so studious • gf!chou tzuyu x gn!reader
your thoughtful girlfriend makes a boring class a lot less sufferable.
tags :: fluff, established relationship, high school au, jisun is a real one, proofread, tzuyu is a cutie patootie, im bad at tagging, mrs na L
cast :: y/n, tzuyu, jisun
wc :: 500 +
you sat in class, twiddling your thumbs slowly. it was a boring subject, history. not a fraction of your attention was on the chalk board or teacher, you figured you can just look up the answers when you get home. you'd whip your phone out or talk to seatmates but your teacher, mrs. na, would immediately confiscate your device / shut down any conversation, even when the lesson is over. sometimes you wonder why she even teaches.
while stuck in your thoughts, you feel a tap on your left shoulder. you threw your head around to see your classmate, jisun, handing you a sticky note. you nodded at her as thanks, and you read the light pink note. it had ' are you paying attention ? ' written in dark blue pen, and you raised a brow. but with some quick thinking, you realized who wrote this note.
with another whip of the head, you see your girlfriend, tzuyu, staring at you, head in her hands. her boba eyes blinked slowly, waiting for a reaction. you shook your head, signaling no, i'm not paying attention, making her sigh. you giggled once she started writing fast on the sticky notepad, and you turned back around, anticipating the next note you'll recieve.
it didn't take long at all for the next to be delivered, jisun tapping you once more. with another "thank you" nod, you read the note.
' i can give u hw answers later if u want ? ' topped off with a heart, you smiled subtly. she's so sweet, you turned around and nodded, and she gave you a thumbs up. you decided to take out a notepad of your own, a yellow one rather than pink, and you started scribbling with your mechanical pencil.
' u r a lifesaver ty ily tzu ' and below it u drew a kissy face, making you giggle at yourself. mrs. na gave you a side eye, but quickly went back to writing on the board, the screeching of the chalk making you feel reasonably annoyed. you gave this note to jisun, and she smirked when she saw it's contents.
your message made it to tzuyu and you saw her dimples form and a blush creep up onto her soft cheeks. her dimples were your favorite, and you wished you could get up in the middle of the lecture and poke them while complimenting you in that baby voice she hates so much, "i'm not a baby, im literally older than you babe."
it felt like heaven when that sweet, sweet dismissal bell rang, causing students to run out of class like their lives depended on it. and your first priority was to turn around to jisun, "sorry for making you our messenger," she smiled lightly, "don't worry about it."
tzuyu came up behind you with a "boo!" which genuinely made you flinch, "you think you're real funny, huh?"
"yeah i do." she smirks, which you reciprocated. and at this point, you're the only ones in the class besides from mrs. na, which you hadn't even noticed.
"ladies. hurry up, i have a meeting." she says, tapping her foot. you and tzuyu giggle and jog out of the classroom, hand in hand.
a/n :: FIRST WORK IN A WHILE!! its simple but its cute. enjoy
©️ meowrinz
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When Tzuyu reserves the entire restaurant for the two of you. She wants to spend some time alone with you, away from the members. Tzuyu says that she can’t wait to give you the surprise she made for you when you two get home. 😏
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