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Fromis App Part 15: Cost of Free - Fromis_9 Seoyeon

"I'm busy."

"Don't mind me," you answer smoothly. The room is dark save for a single desk light, letting Seoyeon see and write. The justifiable reason fed to Saerom is that Seoyeon needed it to focus and make good jingles for Marketing, but it also had other side benefits. "Keep going."

Hey you, what are you doing right now?

Seoyeon scribbles on her notebook as you wrap two hands around her waist, lightly and quietly unbuttoning her jeans.

Come out for a bit, I want to see you.

Seoyeon's cheeks match the color of her panties as they peek out in the darkness. She wiggles her hips, helping you slide them past her thighs. You rub two fingers against her, making sure she's wet enough to welcome you in.

Hello come into my place, yeah yeah, yeah yeah.

Seoyeon squirms in your arms, but she keeps her hands on the desk, doing her best to write.

How far do you want to go?

You answer her with action, driving two fingers deep inside her to make her gasp. Her lips are dewy, wet, and her walls are hungry—subtly she pushes her hips back, leaning over her desk.

I just wanna have some fun.

There is an errant stroke at the very end of the sentence, one of many people would find if they read her notebook: One when you smoothly enter her for the first time; One when you brush against her g-spot, stroking it with your head; One when you besmirch her flawless neck; And finally—

Come with me now.

One when you make Seoyeon drop her pen, filling her reservoir with your ink as she is consumed by her own peak, her body rolling against you, like the pen rolling across the page.

Seoyeon braces against the desk as she recovers, legs going weak when you pull out. You silently pull her panties back up, soaking up your load. Buttoning up her jeans again, you kiss her neck once more.

"Sorry for the disturbance."

"Mm." Seoyeon already has her pen back in hand, scribbling something.

Ping pong, on repeat.

Like nothing ever happened.

You let yourself into Seoyeon's place. There's a loud thumping sound, and you find Seoyeon in the kitchen, pounding some dough.

"Making something?"

"Chaeng wanted mochi, so I'm making it for her."

"That's sweet of you." You get a sense of just how sweet Seoyeon is when you pull down her boy shorts and kneel between her legs, pulling her underwear aside and helping yourself to her nectar. It is a slow flow at first, but once she warms up the liquid begins to flow.

"Nngh..." Seoyeon groans, fingers kneading into the dough, twisting and tearing at it. Oh how she wanted to grab your head, to push your tongue into her! A jolt goes through her as you swirl your tongue tip around her clit, but the feeling is gone soon after.

"Don't tease."

"Not going to. Tear a piece for me?" you ask as you stand up and lower your jeans and boxers.

"It's not ready—"

"Just do it." Seoyeon tears a piece of the mochi dough off. Her breath hitches as you dip two fingers back into her before bringing them back up. You slather the piece with Seoyeon's juices liberally, rubbing it into the dough. It is filthy, unhygienic, and—

"You're going to taste so sweet." You yank her hips away from the counter, and in one sob-driving stroke plunge fully into Seoyeon.

"Keep pounding." It is both your instruction to Seoyeon and yourself as she weakly thumps on the dough while you start fucking her from behind. With the sturdiness of the counter (as opposed to her work desk) you slam into her with loud claps, driving unbidden moans from the baker with her batter.

You can't see her expression, but her hands express her pleasure well enough—one hand works the rolling pin, thumping away mindlessly while the other hand jerks and convulses in pleasure. Sometimes she reaches back, as if intending to stop or slow you down, but on the next meeting of your hips you watch her hand hesitate, jerking back in front of her, as if to say:

Fuck it, just fuck me.

Seoyeon's fingers dig into the dough again, and eventually her other hand just lets the pin roll, giving up all pretense and just tearing chunks of the dough out with both hands.

"Cum for me." She sinks her teeth into the uncooked dough, muffling her moans tastelessly. Seoyeon makes a mess of her counter, sputtering and spitting raw mochi everywhere as you command and fuck her to her peak. Her legs go weak, but as a testament to both your strength and her petite frame, you hold her hips up, letting her feet dangle off the floor while you fill her with your baby batter.

You slide out, and her underwear slips back into place, keeping the load in her. Seoyeon lands gingerly on her feet, and she resumes her work as you pull her shorts up again.

"Are you coming by later tonight?"

"Is that an invitation?"

"No, I'll just be washing my hair from 9 to 10 pm."

"Got it." You'll definitely drop by then.

You're back at Seoyeon's place at half past nine, letting yourself in and heading to her bathroom, the shower loudly running. You leave your clothes in a pile on the floor and join her in the shower. The sight is breathtaking—Seoyeon's nude form dripping wet, her hands running through her hair giving you a perfect look at her body.

"Let me help." Seoyeon hands stay on her head, thoroughly shampooing her hair as your hands lather the rest of her body with soap.

"Mmmm..." She leans her head back as your bring both hands to her neck, giving her an impromptu massage before working your way down her body—her chest, her tummy, her sides, her thighs, the insides of her thighs; you make sure Seoyeon is clean for the filth you'll be doing to her.

"Mmm!" Her moan bounces across the shower walls as you push into her, pressing her flush against your body as you move her to the wall. "Ahh, sensitive!" Seoyeon cries as you rub her nipples on the cold glass wall. Oops, something you've forgotten about her body—you rarely took her naked anymore. You make it up to her by flipping her around, warm breath and hot tongue playing with her breasts, feeling her tighten around you just from your mouth work alone.

"Gonna, gonna cum..." Seoyeon whines, and she clenches around you hard when you gently pinch a nipple, tweaking it just enough to trigger her climax. She pulls at her hair as she cums, no doubt tearing loose a strand or two in the process. She wraps a leg around you for support, trusting you to keep her steady.

"Shampoo my hair?" Seoyeon nods, pumping a dollop of shampoo in her palms before working it into your hair. You start working on her as well, moving your hips and feeling her scalp massage increase in intensity. Seoyeon's back scoots further up the shower wall as you fuck her higher and harder. She tugs on your hair painfully, so you sit her deeper on your shaft.

"Cum, nngh, already!" Seoyeon tightens around you exponentially, and she pulls your face into her chest as you cover her walls with man-made Cetaphil. Her fingers massage your scalp languidly, the fuzzy sensation squeezing a few more spurts out of you. You open your eyes to Seoyeon's neck breathing heavily, and you leave your mark on her before letting her down.

"Don't forget to lock the door," she reminds you as you exit the shower.

One Wednesday you're working from home, typing away and working on your report when you hear your door being opened.

Slam. Seoyeon was always careless with your door.

Tchpshh. She's drinking your beer.

Crinkle. She's eating your chips.

Knock. She's in your room.

"I'm working."

"Sure, don't mind me." Seoyeon slithers her lithe and petite body under your arms and into your lap—the situation is now SEBCAK. She's dressed in a casual spaghetti top and short skirt, her hair a little messy from the wind outside.

"Won't you catch a cold," you ask, trying to look past her pretty face and at your work.

"I wore a jacket." Of course, she must have tossed it somewhere on your couch.

"Good," you manage to grunt out as she pulls your shorts down enough to reveal your stiffness.

"Yes, very good indeed," Seoyeon grinds on you briefly, letting your cock feel her get wet in real-time as your productivity grinds to a halt. You make a typpo as she sinks herself over your head, your brain short-circuiting while Seoyeon makes a closed circuit between the two of you, her lips capturing yours playfully.

You pull away, rebuking her with a flick of your tongue on her lips.

"I'm at work."

"Fine, I'll finish fast."

You keep your hands attached to the keyboard, haphazardly typing shit that doesn't make sense—it is appropriate, as Seoyeon moves her hips in ways that blow your mind, snapping back and forth, making her walls massage your shaft in time with her movements.

You look down briefly, and it is a mistake. You're mesmerized by the mole on her abs, her midriff moving hypnotically, thoughts of work replaced with nothing but pleasure.

"Gonna cum, cum with me?" Seoyeon moans softly, and you hiss approval, already on the edge yourself. With a sharp thrust Seoyeon slams her hips into yours, driving your cock all the way before she peaks wetly in your lap.

"Yesss..." Joining her, you let out a strained breath, ropes of cum turning into strings of cum as Seoyeon milks you for everything, leaving you a drained mess in your chair. She pecks you on the lips before getting up—

"Wait, tissues!" But it's too late, the load leaking out of Seoyeon has dripped all over your clothes and chair and floor. "Damn it I have tissues right here, you always make such a mess."

"Can't help it, you always feel so damn good, my orgasms aren't normally this wet," Seoyeon answers like a wronged puppy. "And blame gravity for the rest, and you! You always cum so much in me, how about cumming less next time!" She storms off petulantly.

"Fine, maybe I'll fuck Jiwon or Saerom before you come over, that way I won't have as much for you!" Seoyeon whirls around violently, coming back around and grabbing your chin.

"Don't you dare." Despite appearing aloof, the tsundere in Seoyeon rears its head when you bring up other members of the company. Of course, she knows your relationship with all of them, but mentioning it in earshot of Seoyeon drives her possessiveness to eleven.

"It was your suggestion," you challenge.

"Hmph, I take it back!" Seoyeon fires back before walking away again. You watch her stride closely—a long stride meant she was pissed, and you'd have to really make it up to her somehow; a short one meant she wasn't pissed, but she would be if you actually let her leave now. The stride is short.

"Seoyeon," you call out. The first offering you know she will reject. She keeps walking. You wait a little longer.

"Seoyeon!" She takes a longer stride, as if urging you to quickly call her back. You get up from your chair, timing your own strides just right so that she'll get to the door before—

"Lee Seoyeon!" You reach her just as she opens the door, and you swing her around, slamming her against it and smashing your lips into hers. This is the real price of a free panda; reciprocity is a given, and Seoyeon is free to hop in your lap whenever she wanted. More importantly, you needed to make her feel wanted, and nothing demonstrated that more to Seoyeon than to take her whenever and wherever, and you learned that there was no better way of doing so than threatening to take her in public.

You've fucked her in the middle of her online meetings (hastily she had to turn off video and mute her audio); you've pressed her between office cubicles midday (you made her cum just by playing with her nipples for the first time then); you've slipped a hand beneath her pencil skirt in the company elevator (just before pulling her to the nearest stairwell, bending her over the railing, and fucking her up and down the building). The only reason you haven't used her in front of others is because the two of you were in the wrong meeting room, and Seoyeon had to muffle her moans as you pumped her full of cum while Saerom was discussing KPIs on the other side of the wall.

Which brings you back to now. You take off her top and throw it on the floor, pinning her wrists above her head with one firm hand. The other one goes under her skirt, feeling what you already knew to be true—Seoyeon's soaking wet and dripping by the second. It's not that Seoyeon had an exhibitionist kink or wanted to be used in public, it's that she wanted to be used in public by you.

"God, look at you Seoyeon, so small," you emphasize it by pulling her up slightly, getting her up on her toes. "Do you know who lives next door? It's a nice middle-aged couple, very nice, quiet people." Seoyeon's eyes dart to briefly look at the hallway through your open door. "And next to them? A kind old man, his son visits him every week." She tightens around your fingers. "And across from me? A small bakery operating out from that apartment, the ajumma's home bakery, it always smells so good. She sometimes comes over, bribes us with baked goods to keep her operation a secret." The implication was clear, and Seoyeon's juices are leaking on your hand—anyone could come by and see her, arms pinned above her head, topless and powerless, your hand underneath her skirt doing god-knows-what. They would know, would see you using her like your own personal plaything—

Ding!

"Oh, looks like someone's coming now." You raise her leg higher, making sure she's opening herself to the hallway, for anyone to look at, to show whoever's there just how many fingers deep you are inside her. "I ought to just fuck you right now, maybe I'll say hi to them as they come by, introduce you to them properly." Seoyeon's sputtering, mouth opening and closing, as if she can't decide if she really wants to go through with this. The thrill of it goes up her spine, god she might actually cum just from imagining things, and now she hears the rustle of a plastic bag—groceries perhaps? The son bringing his dad some food, or the ajumma buying baking supplies, or maybe just some random delivery person, a complete stranger coming to watch her get fucked—

You kick the door closed just as whoever it is turns the corner. With a hand around her shoulder and another under her knees you're bridal-carrying a climaxing Seoyeon to your bedroom, leaving a trail of her juices on the floor. You drop her on the bed, stripping yourself naked while she manages to recover and squirm her skirt and underwear off. Seoyeon is just as urgent and needy as you are, wrapping her arms and legs around you as soon as your tip rubs her entrance, wanting you to split her in two since about 10 seconds ago. You do just that, and her breath hitches against your lips, walls contracting around you in another orgasm already—you can never get used to how easily Seoyeon cums for you.

Seoyeon shakes her head as you start to move your hips, even while she's still cumming—not because she's overstimulated and wants you to stop, but because she's overstimulated and wants to say Don't slow down! Her legs spread on their own, and your own hands push her thighs further apart, pulling her against you on every thrust. You drive her mad with pleasure, your pillow subjected to Seoyeon's shear stresses of sheer satisfaction.

"God Seoyeon, so fucking tight, so fucking wet, all for me right?"

"Mm!" You take that as a yes, her hips bucking in confirmation, wanting to take more of your cock into her. "Ah, oppa! Oh— Ah! Nngh, yes..." Her moans, light and airy, almost girly sometimes, becomes huskier and come out almost as a rasp, revealing the raw voice of the songwriter—you're not freely using Seoyeon, you're freely taking her. You pound her small frame so hard, bruising her hips and grabbing her so tightly that any other onlooker would worry for her; but you don't, you've already done this, done her, before just like this. She begins to gasp and grunt, unable to keep up with the pleasure as you begin your own ascent.

"Hey," you huff, wanting to get her attention. "Seoyeon!" She's unresponsive, not unconscious, but just minding her own business and cumming once again. "Lee Seoyeon!" She manages to open her eyes, the bright, aloof glint you would normally see dimmed and dulled by pleasure.

"I want to fucking cum in you."

"Ah..." That's all she manages before her eyes roll into her head while you do just that. You freely help yourself to the space in her womb, using it as your personal cumdump and unloading an even larger torrent of cum than earlier in a few violent thrusts. Seoyeon cums with you, milking you for all that you have. Mid-orgasm she does the most possessive thing she can think to do, biting you shoulder, breaking skin, like a puppy that hasn't learnt how to control her strength.

"Fuck that hurts Seoyeon!"

"Mm, nngh, sorry, sorry." Painfully you come down from your orgasm, but having fucked your brains out right into Seoyeon, she's the first one to recover, gently removing herself from your cuddle. "I'm going to go." The aloofness is back, and you watch Seoyeon carelessly walk around naked in your apartment, picking up her clothes while dripping your load all over your floor.

"Bye."

"Lee Seoyeon."

"What."

"Text me when you get back safely." A small blush is the only sign of her acknowledging your concern.

"Fine, see ya."

You slowly take account of things as you sit up in bed.

Beer, drunk by Lee Seoyeon.

Chips, eaten by Lee Seoyeon.

Work, incomplete, distracted by Lee Seoyeon.

Clothes, in need of washing, dirtied by Lee Seoyeon.

Floor, in need of cleaning, also dirtied by Lee Seoyeon.

Balls, drained by Lee Seoyeon.

Lee Seoyeon, happily and thoroughly fucked.

Worth it.

A/N: Wanted to make this a shoutout to Free Panda (really hot series!) so a free use Seoyeon is a given! Originally the title was going to be (Hands) Free Panda, so there's a lot of emphasis of the sex not involving the hands, that both you and Seoyeon are resolutely focused on not being "distracted" by the other, hands doing whatever they're supposed to be doing (I had read a separate fic for this that is done really well!). But then it kinda spiraled into "why" you have this arrangement with her, and so "Cost of Free" made for a more interesting title. Thought about making a Mastercard reference at the end but eh, too on the nose lol. Thanks for reading!

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gammasnippets · 4 months

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[CHANNEL_9] fromis_9 '채널나인' EP58. Spotlighting🎬 Part.1

fromis_9 Lee Saerom, Song Hayoung, Jang Gyuri, Park Jiwon, Roh Jisun, Lee Seoyeon, Lee Chaeyoung, Lee Nagyung, Baek Jiheon

2,824 words (Unedited)

It’s the year 2027.

With the immense attention social media content garners these days, K-pop groups must put out a lot of various kinds of content for their fans to stay in their boat. And as of late, some artists are even resorting to a more risqué and sexual form of media just to stay in the game. The morality and ethics of it is something that shouldn’t be scoffed at, as it has sparked controversy around the industry. Others are in favor of it, while some are against it.

But as time goes by, this venture becomes harder and harder to resist as more and more fans are eating all forms of content… Until their perception of it all becomes grayed out.

Being one of the industry's most revered groups, the members of fromis_9 are just some of the artists who started partaking in more provocative and sensual concepts for their content to provide fans with a more sensual form of fanservice. Their agency has always been reluctant to do so, as they had their reputation to keep up. But with many groups competing for the top spot, these nine girls have to “exploit” what assets they have to push themselves higher in the industry.

As the group delved deeper into this sensual rabbit hole, they made a variety of content that fans will surely go crazy about. From music videos that show their bodies in tight, revealing clothes, and a bunch of photoshoots that would make you blush with the sheer sensuality of the outfits and poses that they had, fromis_9 has gone to the world that only the most daring of groups would dare venture in. And being a part of a group of editors tasked to produce content like this, you often find yourself getting a lot of material to jerk off to from these girls.

To commemorate the group’s 10th anniversary, the company has planned a series of special videos featuring the girls for their ever-loyal fans. And after several passes and editing by the other editors, the videos finally came in your email, waiting for a final review to be conducted by no other than you. The pressure is high, as this could very well be the most successful video project yet. As the last editor to get the content, it's all up to you to give it the final touches and make these videos—12 in total— as flawless as possible. With tissues and lotion just within arm's reach, you start reviewing the footage.

You press play on the first video on the list and the unforgettable intro for their variety series “Channel_9” starts.

The episode begins as the camera shows a large studio complex, almost like the ones they have in other countries where they create live-action films and such, panning through the many large structures and beautiful gardenscapes scattered around the area. It then transitions to a drone shot, where the girls can be seen walking through the complex. They pass by large water fountains and flower patches, all the while showing how nice and beautiful the place is. All of them gasped in awe at the sight of the complex.

“This place looks like a big hotel. They could be hiding the rides in those buildings,” says Hayoung.

Seoyeon chuckles. “You mean a theme park?”

“Ah… Right,” she answers.

You can hear all the girls laughing at that short yet funny conversation.

“Unnie,” says Chaeyoung. “We just visited one recently and you still can’t forget about it.”

“That place was fun, though,” she retorts.

“Yeah. You’re right,” Saerom and Chaeyoung answer, almost in unison.

“Wish we can return to that place,” Jiheon tells everyone.

"Maybe the crew's planning to take us to a theme park," Jiwon tells the group as she looks at the cameraman with a smug look on her face.

Everyone giggles at that.

Gyuri then sighs. "There she goes again."

"Watch it get jinxed," Nagyung adds.

Seoyeon laughs out loud at that. "Her plans never work out."

"Ya!" Jiwon protests, "It'll work out this time. Just watch!"

She looks back at the camera again, nodding as if persuading them to agree with her.

However… She got silence for an answer.

Jiwon playfully sulks, making everyone laugh.

They continue to walk through the complex until they've reached the center of a huge courtyard, where the rest of the filming crew is waiting for them. As they are all getting into their respective positions, you see the members getting excited to start shooting the first episode.

"This will be exciting, hmmm?" Hayoung asks them, looking eager.

"I sure hope so," Jisun replies, smiling.

"Oh, me too," says Saerom.

One of the staff members then began to speak up.

"Hello, everyone," the staff member began, greeting them.

The group greeted her back in unison, bowing their heads.

"Welcome to the country's biggest filming facility," the staff member continued.

"Oh! So this is what it is!" Jiheon gasps.

The camera then pans out in a drone camera, giving the viewers another good look of the entire complex.

"This is probably where they filmed that one train movie I just watched," Chaeyoung says in excitement, her eyes sparkling in awe.

Suddenly, Hayoung yells.

"Ahh! Ahh!"

Everyone looks at her, shocked.

"What is it?" asks Saerom.

Hayoung, still looking shocked, excitedly points somewhere far.

"I… I've seen that bench from my favorite drama show!"

"Really?" Gyuri asks.

Hayoung nods.

The camera then pans over to a familiar bench that looks identical to the one in the show.

"It really does look like that one," Seoyeon says.

"Wow, unnie," Nagyung says. "You do know your stuff."

Hayoung smiles and gives her a thumbs-up.

"Anyway… We have prepared a series of challenges for all of you," the staff member resumes.

Oohs and ahhs can be heard from the girls.

“We call these Spotlighting Challenges.”

Another wave of amazement envelops the group.

Hayoung then raises her hand. “Spotlighting Challenge?”

The staff member nods. “These challenges refer to a study about how people behave differently when they are being watched—be it on camera or in the spotlight.”

Everyone nods at the given explanation.

“Ooh. So that’s why there’s ‘spotlight’ in the name,” Chaeyoung remarks, nodding her head.

“Yeah,” Jisun hears her and agrees. “But we’re definitely used to it by now, right?”

Chaeyoung nods back, laughing. “Yeah. This should be easy for us!”

"Every single challenge has different goals and rules to achieve,” the staff member follows up. “All of you must do your best to complete each challenge."

"I see…" Nagyung replies, attentively listening.

"So where are these challenges located?" Saerom asks.

"Each challenge is located at different areas within the complex. There are nine challenges—one for each member."

Everyone is shocked at the announcement.

"Woah! Nine?" Jiheon exclaims.

"Yes, each member has a unique challenge."

"Unique challenge?" Jiwon asks, her eyes wide in shock. "So we'll be alone?"

"Yes," the staff member nods her head. "These challenges can only be completed individually."

A sudden silence fills the air as they process the information.

"Jeez… This is going to be nerve-wracking," Gyuri mumbles, scratching her head.

"I feel the same," Jiheon tells her, her body shaking in nervousness.

"We know you girls will worry about not having each other by your side," the staff member tells them reassuringly. "But we believe in each of your skills and strengths."

"Thank you," Jisun bows, accepting the encouragement.

"Are the challenges going to be difficult?" Chaeyoung asks, curiously.

The staff member shrugs her shoulders and replies in a soft tone.

“Kinda…”

Everyone then lets out sighs and grunts at the answer.

“Oh dear. We’re done for,” Nagyung frowns.

"But we made each challenge doable for any member," the staff member explains.

Everyone responds with a mixture of relief and determination.

"Well that's good news," she says with a smile.

"I know right?" Jiwon replies, also relieved.

"These challenges will require all of you to be creative. So do your best," the staff member adds.

Those words piqued the girls' curiosity. Some of them begin thinking of what they could mean.

"Be creative, huh?" Saerom asks them, her tone doubtful.

The staff member nods. She follows up with the instructions with a smirk forming on her face.

"And maybe some of your… Physical skills."

A mischievous glint suddenly sparkles in the girls' eyes as they exchange knowing looks.

"Hmmm… I wonder how physical these challenges can get?" Jiwon mischievously suggests with a playful tone.

Her teasing remark sends a wave of laughter through the group, instantly lightening the tense atmosphere.

"Oh, boy. Jiwon's at it again," Hayoung chuckles at Jiwon's suggestive remark.

The group can't help but blush at the playful insinuation.

"Surely it's nothing like that… Right?" Chaeyoung asks, looking dumbfounded at the revelation of their challenges.

The staff member smiles knowingly, making the girls even more intrigued

"Oh, dear…" Jiheon whispers under her breath, her cheeks slowly blushing. "This is going to be interesting."

"Are we really going to do it? Here?" Jisun murmurs, sounding both nervous and excited.

"I guess so," Gyuri responds with a sly grin.

The girls look at each other once again, giggling, as if they're sharing a naughty secret only they know.

"But what do we get if we win?" Nagyung then asks, diverting the topic to their goal.

"We have prepared something for all of you if you win," the staff member replies. "Since there are nine of you, the group will need five members to successfully complete the challenges."

Everyone is intrigued, their curiosity piqued by the promise of a reward.

"What's the prize? Can we get a hint?" Saerom asks, sounding mischievously.

"Yeah! Tell us!" Jiwon follows up, yelling in excitement.

"Jeez, unnie. Tone it down," Chaeyoung playfully berates her.

"Well… Is there anything you girls like?" the staff member asks the group.

Some of the members start thinking of an answer, but the others already have their minds made up.

"An all-you-can-eat buffet!"

"A trip to a theme park!"

"Rent a cinema, maybe?"

"Ooh! Let's go overseas!"

Those are some of the answers the girls excitedly shout out, their enthusiasm shooting through the roof.

The entire staff bursts into laughter at their liveliness and shared excitement.

"I guess we'll have to discuss that later," the staff member says with a smile.

"Alright!" Hayoung replies, pumping her fist in the air.

"I'm actually kinda excited now," Gyuri admits, a joyous look on her face.

"Me too," Jisun adds.

"So please do your best, everyone," the staff member encourages.

Saerom nods, looking determined. "Of course."

The other members nod, too.

The rest of the staff then carries, in front of them, a ballot box. Colorful envelopes can be seen inside the transparent box.

"Wow! So pretty," Jiheon exclaims, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"That's cute," Nagyung agrees, a smile forming on her face.

"Everyone, please take turns drawing an envelope," the staff member instructs, gesturing towards the box.

The girls eagerly step towards the box one by one, reaching into the ballot box. They then head back to their original spots, envelopes in hand, excitement radiating from each of them. Some are careful in picking their envelopes, while some are swift and waste no time… And some play around with their selection.

All the members seem eager to open the envelopes and reveal the contents. But everyone is waiting for a signal, patiently, as their anticipation builds.

"Please remember that you shouldn't reveal the contents of your envelopes to anyone," the staff member reminds them.

Everyone responds in affirmation as they grip their envelopes tightly, excitement and curiosity swirling in their eyes.

"Okay. You can open your envelopes now."

The members rip open their envelopes, their eyes meticulously scanning the contents.

"Oh. So this is just instructions to where we should head for," Chaeyoung asks, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

The staff member nods. "Yes. You will be informed about the challenge once you reach your designated location."

She nods back in understanding. "I see…"

"I hope the missions are fun!" Saerom exclaims with a grin on her face.

"I'm more hoping that they're easy," Gyuri chuckles, crossing her fingers.

"That too!" Saerom adds, laughing along with her.

"Ugh! I'm getting nervous!" Seoyeon whines, hopping from foot to foot.

"Pretty sure you can do it," Hayoung reassures her, giving Seoyeon a comforting pat on the back.

"How cute," Nagyung murmurs, giggling at the two.

"So, is everyone ready?"

Everyone responds in unison, their voices filled with anticipation.

"We're ready!"

"Yes!"

"Let's go!"

"The Spotlight Challenge has started! Again do your best, everyone!" the staff member announces as she cheers them on.

"Thank you!" In response, the girls bowed to everyone in gratitude.

Each member then reviewed their instructions and began looking around, figuring out where to go.

"Hmmm… I guess I should be going here," Jisun muses to herself, reading the directions on her instructions sheet as she walks off.

"Hey, unnie!" Jiheon calls out to her. "Are you going?"

Jisun turns around and nods. "Ah! Uhmm... Yes."

"Wait! I'm coming with you!" Jiheon decides, running up to join Jisun on their journey.

On the other hand, the rest of the group continued to figure out their destinations.

"Well… I think I'm heading this way," Seoyeon says, pointing opposite to Jisun's direction.

"You're heading there, too?" Hayoung asks her curiously, glancing at her own instructions.

Seoyeon just nods with a sheepish smile.

"Yay! Let's go together!" she excitedly screams as she hugs her.

"Hey! I’m also heading there too!" Nagyung adds, joining in on the hug.

As the trio embraced each other tightly, the remaining members were still working out the instructions given to them.

"If this is here, then…" Gyuri mumbles. "Then this one is… Hmmm…"

"I guess I should be going… This way?" Chaeyoung says, scratching her head in confusion as she tries to decipher the instructions.

"Huh? Chaeyoung-ah," Gyuri calls out.

"Yes, unnie?"

"Are you leaving already?"

"Yeah, I think so," Chaeyoung responds, looking unsure.

"Okay. Do your best, then!" she encourages her, waving her hand at her.

"Will do! Thank you!" Chaeyoung replies cheerfully, waving back at Gyuri. "See you later!"

Suddenly, Jiwon appears behind her, as if peeking at her unnie's instructions. Gyuri quickly spots her and hides her envelope, giving Jiwon a playful glare.

"What are you doing?" the older girl asks, pretending to be annoyed.

"What?" Jiwon acts coy, smiling as if she's innocent. "I'm doing nothing?"

"You aren't supposed to peek at my directions," Gyuri scolds her, wagging her finger at Jiwon.

"No, I'm not," she continues her innocent act, blinking her eyes innocently at Gyuri.

But Gyuri sees through her act and playfully pinches Jiwon's cheek.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Unnie!" Jiwon yelps as she feigns pain.

"Come on now, don't be sneaky," she says with a smirk.

"I'm not! Really!" Jiwon insists, rubbing her cheek dramatically.

Gyuri chuckles. "Alright. Where are you heading?"

"I'm heading that way," she points to the huge building behind the filming crew.

"Ooh. That looks big."

"I bet that's the main building."

"Seems like it. Yeah."

Suddenly, Saerom spots the two, approaches them, and joins in on the conversation.

"So, where are you going?" she asks.

Gyuri is the first to answer, pondering her options.

"I think I'll head to that building and ask around," she says, pointing to the same building Jiwon had mentioned earlier.

"Me too," Jiwon adds, nodding in agreement. "I think my challenge is somewhere in that building."

"I see…" Saerom replies, nodding at their answers.

"So where will you go?" asks Jiwon.

"Me?"

The two other girls nod expectantly.

"Same as you two. To that building," Saerom answers, confirming their choice.

"Oh. Then we all should go together," Gyuri suggests with a smile.

"Yes! Let's all go!" Jiwon exclaims excitedly, grabbing onto Gyuri and Saerom's arms.

Now with all the nine members of fromis_9 walking off in different directions, the view then shifts to a drone shot, showing the immense size of the complex, before showing a slo-mo view from each camera team that follows every member towards their respective destinations. Nervousness and excitement can be read on their faces, adding anticipation for the upcoming events.

All of a sudden, a brief montage teasing the future episodes plays. It showcases the members meeting new people, strategizing for their challenges, and lots of pure, unadulterated sex—the girls letting out screams and moans no one has probably heard. Your heart skips a beat as you process what you just saw. Doing sexy projects might not be new to them at this point, but nothing that's as bold and intense as this is.

You can't deny the creeping sense of unease that you're suddenly feeling. Yet, at the same time, it's an undeniable fact that you are getting excited and eager to see more.

Finally, the screen fades out, leaving you excited to review all of fromis_9's thrilling new series.

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Author’s Notes:

I'm back... I guess? 😅 I apologize for the sudden absence that took more than a year. I left everyone without saying a word. And with that, I would like to make up with a huge series starring all of fromis_9.

Yes. Including Gyuri. 🍊

As ambitious as this might be, and given the fact that I'm not the most creative writer with the most amount of creative juice there is, I'm gonna try and sprinkle a few other stories featuring other idols in between... Just to add variety, and to not bore myself (and everyone) with just one group.

And, yes. I know. I still have 6 more Girls' Generations to write a story about. We'll get there when we get there, okay? It'll happen... When it happens. 😂

A huge thanks to @braaan for the poster! You are too kind. 🫂

And with that, thank you very much for reading! 🙇

#smut #kpopfanfiction #kpopfanfic #kpopsmut #fromis9smut #saeromsmut #hayoungsmut #gyurismut #jiwonsmut #jisunsmut #seoyeonsmut #chaeyoungsmut #nagyungsmut #jiheonsmut

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falling from grace - j.sc

Pairing ⇾ angel!sungchan x devil!reader

Genre ⇾ smut, a little bit of fluff & fantasy, slight crack

Warnings ⇾ slight dubcon, cheating, religious themes, unprotected sex (children are expensive!), manipulation, corruption kink, making out, marking, finger sucking, fingering, cum eating, oral (both giving & receiving), overstimulation, jerking off, hair pulling, size kink, strength kink, exhibitionism. mentions of natty (kiss of life), seoyeon (fromis_9), ningning (aespa), intak (p1harmony). I might’ve missed something but that’s the gist of it, enjoy!

Summary ⇾ you’ve been eyeing jung sungchan for a while, wondering if he’s as innocent as he presents himself to be.

Word count ⇾ 9.3k words

Playlist ⇾ Zayn (feat. Kehlani) - wRoNg.

Fire and water do not mix. Love and hatred do not go well together. Angels and demons do not get along. And most certainly, You and Jung Sungchan are not meant to be together.

Though something about him fascinates you. How good, nice, pure, and innocent he presents himself to be. He was intoxicating. Addictive than most drugs or alcohol could be. It was alarming how much you desire to find out if that innocent facade he carries is the true him. You knew beforehand that he was someone you can’t have. He was different from your usual entertainment. So untainted, uncorrupted, undefiled. Someone who you can call yours. He was your forbidden fruit. So sweet and charming your heart aches.

Would he be still so kind if you took everything away from him? Would he still look at you with bright eyes after defiling him? Would his wings be still white as snow or would it disappear into ashes once you touch it?

There’s only one way to find out and you make it your mission to unravel the truth. One thing’s for sure it’s not what he calls his God he’ll be worshiping tonight.

“Any chance, one of you is willing to accompany me?” You stopped your train of thoughts to ask one of your dearest friends, Natty and Seoyeon.

“Accompany you where?” Seoyeon asked, twirling a strand of her hair between her middle and index fingers. Natty chuckled, you and Seoyeon both looking at her.

“Girl, don’t think I didn’t notice the way you’ve been looking at Jung Sungchan,” Natty smiled mischievously.

“No way,” Seoyeon smirked. “Don’t tell me you’re interested?”

“Come on. Don’t you two ever think about what lies beneath that pretty face?” You stare at the oblivious boy meters away from you. “He seems so… fun,” you finished lamely. When you turn to look at your friends, they bursted out laughing.

“You could find out if he’s sweet as he looks, if you could get past that,” Natty nods towards a girl, an angel, walking. You recognize the girl, Ningning, well-known for her beauty as well as personality. Her hair sways around, her wings flapping graciously as she navigates her way through the crowd, a smile never leaving her face. She was so prim and proper, just as an angel should.

Unlike you, thanks to your horns, fiery red eyes, fangs, and pointed tail.

“What’s her deal?” You asked, curiosity reigning your emotions.

“She’s to be Jung Sungchan’s partner,” Seoyeon explained. “They’re not marrying each other though, more of like their God blessing their relationship before taking things seriously, if you know what I mean,” Seoyeon added with a hint of uncertainty. “I don’t know what shit goes on in their realm, but that’s what I heard.”

Your mouth stretched into a smile. Perfect.

Sungchan exhaled once he finished the pile he was working on. He had been working since the morning and he badly needed a breather before working on the next stack of files.

“How’s my favorite angel doing?” His head snapped to the familiar voice.

“Well, your favorite angel is exhausted from working. But it’s nothing he had done before,” Sungchan answered with a sweet smile. “How about you, my love?” Ningning blushed at Sungchan’s words.

“I’m doing fine, myself, thank you for asking.” Ningning reached out to hold Sungchan’s hand, sighing at his touch. “I can’t wait to be yours.”

“I can’t wait to be yours, either,” Sungchan blushed.

It was unfair truly, how angels are supposed to wait for the blessing of their God before doing something deemed as sinful. It wasn’t a problem for Sungchan though, he followed the laws like how an angel should.

“I hate to tell you this, but my superior told me that I have to go on a retreat before the big day,” Ningning pouted. It was a required process before the blessing and Sungchan understood, of course he did.

“No worries,” Sungchan assured Ningning, “I understand. For what it’s worth, I heard that retreats are really fun. You get peace and all the good stuff that comes with it, I’m sure you’re gonna have a blast.”

“Well, what about you?” Ningning asked worriedly.

“Don’t worry about me. I have enough work to keep me busy.”

Pretending to be an angel is truly easy.

It wasn’t your idea, but your friend’s. Natty always brought up good ideas. An example would be your meeting with Sungchan’s dad. It was fun, really, having everybody wrapped around your fingers. All it took was disguise and your sickening smile and voilà, a meeting with Jung Sungchan.

Of course you had to bullshit your way through everything, you’re a demon for a reason.

Sungchan was running 10 minutes late for your meeting, you had insisted on meeting at your apartment, for privacy reasons.

After 30 minutes of waiting, you finally heard a knock on your door. You opened it with the same sickening smile.

“Apologies, I was caught up with work and I didn’t notice the time. That is no excuse of course, but I thought I should let you know.” Sungchan said out of breath. He sounded majestic, you wondered if that’s what he’ll sound like when you have him in your mou– of course that had to wait.

“No worries! I understand,” you said with a smile. “I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule. I know it’s way too sudden, I just really don’t know anyone around here, seeing that I’m from someplace else,” You explained while leading him into your apartment. It wasn’t totally a lie, you were in fact from someplace else, hell to be specific, but Sungchan didn’t need to know that.

“Ah, that’s alright. It’s my pleasure to help you. My dad said you needed someone to help you and I gladly volunteered, it was my choice so don’t worry about it.” Sungchan sat on your couch, his wings majestic and shiny. Your patience was wavering, you wanted to take him then and there. Sungchan cleared his throat.

“I’m sorry, did you say something?” You politely asked, it was so out of character, you didn’t recognize your own voice.

“Well, I was just asking what you needed help with?” Fuck. What did you need help with? What do angels do?

“Uhm… Bible verses?” You answered, Sungchan blankly stared at you.

“That’s… What about it?” Sungchan asked, confusion plastered on his face. Angels don’t usually recite Bible verses, nor do anything involving it. It was peculiar that you needed help with it. That invoked something in Sungchan. Curiosity. He could deny all he wants but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re enticing.

Sungchan froze, lost in his thoughts to notice you moving closer to him, the distance too close to be friendly. Sungchan moved back a little, startled by the action. He cleared his throat once again, his breath heaving. You smirked.

“Are you always this good?”

“You’re too far away. Come closer, so we could talk properly,” you placed your hand on his thigh. Sungchan gulped. He has never been touched there.

“I don’t think we’re supposed to be this close,” Sungchan tried moving away again, but he was stopped by the arm rest of your couch. When did he get so close to the end of the couch?

“It’s ok, you’re not making me uncomfortable. Plus it’s only the two of us. No one will know.” You moved your hand upwards, lightly gracing his abdomen before placing it on his chest, leaning in to whisper, “Imagine how much fun we’ll have, pretty boy.” Your gaze trailed to his lips, biting yours as you do so.

Sungchan places his hand on top of yours, “I can’t be this close to you. I can’t.”

You chuckled, shrugging off his protests, crawling into his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while his hands awkwardly stayed on his sides. Kissing along his jaw you spoke, “If you’re worried about Ningning finding out,” You stopped, lips near his ear, “Don’t be. This is our own little secret.”

You pulled away just in time to see a very beautiful Sungchan. Rosey cheeks, eyes twinkling, breath heaving. Fuck. He looked so pure.

You take his chin into your hand, touching his lips with yours, kissing him slowly. He tasted like what you had in mind, even better than what you’ve had in mind. He tasted sweet. As you explored his mouth, his hands finally moved to grip your sides. You had to stop a moan from leaving you as you felt how big his hands were. You can't wait to feel it all over you, but of course that could wait.

When you pulled away from the kiss, Sungchan chased your lips.

“Please…” He said breathlessly.

“You’re so pretty, my angel.” You cupped his face with your hands, and Sungchan’s stomach twisted in guilt as he remembered Ningning. It was so wrong, but it felt good.

“Listen here, pretty boy.” You cupped Sungchan’s jaw whilst he struggled to listen to you, a cloud of need engulfing his senses. “The thing that you will help me with is this,” you took his hand, leading it down in between your legs. Sungchan gasped when he felt the warmth of your wet throbbing core. You had to fight the urge of moaning out loud when you felt his hand against you. “Now, you might not know what to do but I’ll be willing to teach you.” Sungchan nodded at your words not fully comprehending anything. “But this has to be our own little secret, understood?”

“Yes..” you smiled at his breathless answer.

You stood up abruptly, leaving Sungchan confused. You saw the tent in his pants and smiled to yourself, almost feeling bad… until you didn’t. He looked so breathless and lost which didn’t help the ache between your legs.

“Don’t you think it’s getting late?”

Sungchan looked at the clock hanging on the wall, 9:00 pm. Shit. He forgot that he had to be home within 10 minutes if he wanted to talk to Ningning.

Your smile widened at his expression.

“Right…” Sungchan trailed off, standing up to leave.

“I’ll see you again, angel.”

It had been exactly 5 days since Sungchan came over to your place. 5 days where he had endured the endless amount of his torturing thoughts of your lips on his. He swore he could still taste you in his tongue.

“Sungchan?” Ningning’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, “Are you feeling alright?” Ningning’s voice was etched with concern.

“Yeah, just tired.” Sungchan coughed to mask the feeling of his guilt churning in his stomach.

“I told you to not overdo it,” Ningning sighed.

“I’m sorry. It’s hard being the son of a superior, there's too much to do in a day,” Sungchan hid his head behind his hands, rubbing his face harshly, doing anything to get you off his mind. He was talking to Ningning, his soon to be girlfriend, he should be only thinking about her. But he couldn’t help it. What were you up to? Why haven’t you called him back after 5 whole days? Did something happen? Should he check up on you? Should he go to– Oh, for fuck’s sake.

Sungchan cleared his throat, “When are you coming back? I miss you.”

“I miss you too, my love,” Ningning pouted. “I don’t know the answer to your question, apparently this whole retreat thing is long. Who would've thought that angels should undergo rituals to have a boyfriend?”

“Trust me, what angels undergo for marriage is harsher than this. I heard that you won't be able to see each other for months to build trust and commitment,” At the reminder of his own words Sungchan paled. He was not supposed to be close to other angels, especially when he already has Ningning. Maybe, her calling me back isn’t a bad thing. This is for the better.

“Well, maybe having a superior as a father isn’t so bad. Look at you, you’re already done the basic necessities for the blessing.”

“I should thank my dad, I guess,” Sungchan smiled when he saw Ningning yawn. She was always cute no matter what she did. “You should probably go to sleep.”

“Yeah, I’ll call you again later. Bye, my love.”

“Bye, my love.”

Sungchan ended the call, realizing how fucked he was.

“You haven’t called him since?” Natty turned to you as she held up a sparkly dress against her body.

“Yes. I like that one with the heels,” You hand her a silver necklace that matches the dress she was holding up.

“Why not? I was wondering what angel dick tasted like,” you snorted at her words.

“I don’t know, heaven?” you fixed your hair, showcasing your sultry horns. “Enough about him, I’ll fuck him when I want to, and yes, I promise to tell you and Seoyeon about it.” You sighed, already bored talking about Sungchan.

“I’m surprised you held out this long. You’re the most impatient bitch I’ve ever known. I thought you would’ve fucked him the moment he went inside your place.”

“I have enough boytoys to keep me company,” you shrugged. “Speaking of boytoys, would you hurry up and change? I wanna go to the party now.”

“Alright!” Natty rolled her eyes, disappearing behind the bathroom door to change.

Your phone chimed, stealing your attention away from admiring yourself.

Angel

Hey.

What have you been up to?

Is everything alright? I haven’t seen you since…

Angels are so easy to manipulate. You scoffed. Sungchan is making everything easy for you, you both like and hate the fact. You ignored the text and finished getting ready.

Not long after you and Natty were on your way to meet Seoyeon at some party.

When you arrived at the place, you were amazed by the crowd. You were expecting some trashy party, like the last, but surprisingly today’s crowd is more tamed and hot. Just what you needed, after a shitty week.

“I’m gonna go find my boytoy, I’ll leave you to it,” Natty made a kissy face before gesturing at the party. Both of you had no clue where Seoyeon went, but if you were to guess you’d probably find her under a man too. After all, that’s what you three had planned to do at today’s party. Usually, you were always at parties for drinks and gossip. But something about this week, spelt loosen up for all three of you.

Navigating your way to the kitchen wasn’t too hard, nor was getting yourself a drink.

“Hey,” you felt a pair of hands on your hips, followed by a familiar waft of perfume.

“Hey, baby,” you turn your head just a bit to greet the boy behind you with a smile.

“Isn’t it too early for you to drink that?” Seunghan made a face.

“Tough week, mind letting me have my fun?” You drank from your cup, waiting for Seunghan to take the hint. He does, as always.

“We can go back to my place? This place is packed.”

“Great. Well, I guess it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one having a shitty week,” Seunghan chortled at your words. “Are you ok to drive though?” you placed the now empty cup on the counter top, fully turning to now face Seunghan. He kept his hand on your hips the whole time, never moving even after you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yeah, I wasn’t really up to drinking today. That’s why I’m Intak’s DD. He’ll be fine if I leave, though. He’s probably getting his dick wet as we speak.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

“Jeez, so impatient to have me?”

“You wish,” you rolled your eyes while Seunghan chuckled, intertwining your hands together to lead the way to his car.

Fortunately, Seunghan parked not too far from the house the party was hosted in. The warmth of his car felt nice against your chilled skin as you took a seat on the front seat of his car, waiting for him to get in. Seunghan stood in front of his car talking to someone. To keep you entertained, you pulled out your phone to scroll through your notifications.

Angel

My dad is making me run around town for errands, would you like to come?

I think it’s a good idea to… so that you get used to the place and all.

You don’t have to come of course, I understand if you’re busy.

You chuckled. He is so pathetic. You loved it. How Sungchan desperately tried to meet up with you after what happened in your apartment. Just a little bit more, then you can finally take him. This is one of your favorite games to play when messing with someone. You always loved it when they got so impatient, taking matters into their own hands to get you to look at them in any way.

When Seunghan finished talking to one of his friends, he finally got into the car. Before he could drive, you stopped him with a kiss on his lips. Seunghan masked his shock by kissing back.

“I didn’t know you were this impatient,” Seunghan breathlessly said, after pulling away to inhale air. “Get on the backseat.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice.

Seunghan climbed back after you, cupping your jaw to deepen the kiss while pushing you back to the seat. Seunghan groans when you buck your hips up against his.

A knock on the window startles the both of you.

Sungchan.

Fuck. How the hell did he find you?

You pull away from Seunghan, confusing him.

“Since when did you care if some other dude is watching you make out with me?” Seunghan runs his fingers through his hair, staring at Sungchan. It’s not like Sungchan is gonna see him, the back windows are tinted. Not the front, though. He should probably get that fix.

“Since the lab experiment is outside your car, waiting for me.” you push Seunghan off you as he laughs.

“Damn. Well, you should probably talk to him. It’s such a shame if you make him cry this early in the experiment.” You snorted, jokingly slapping Seunghan’s cheek. The both of you laughed.

Before getting out of the car, you fix your clothes to hide any indication of your make out with Seunghan. Being extra cautious as you hid your tail, horns, and fangs.

As you got out of the car, Sungchan watched your every move. You held his gaze, looking up as he towered over you.

“What are you doing here?” You were the first to break the silence.

“My dad made me run errands,” Sungchan doesn’t hide the way he glares behind you. You were guessing he saw Seunghan, the way his frown deepened. You heard the car door open and close. Seunghan, you little bitch. You had to hide your smile.

“You would know if you weren’t so busy with him. And if you even cared to look at my texts,” Sungchan brings his gaze back on you.

You chuckled as Sungchan’s brows furrowed.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Are you jealous right now, angel?”

Sungchan froze.

“I’m not! Look, I’m just worried, we haven’t seen each other for days. And when I finally do see you, you’re at some devil’s backseat. I promised my dad that I will look after you. This is me looking after you. Let’s go home now.”

You let out a startled shriek when Sungchan lifted you with one of his arms.

“Put me down, Sungchan!” You grumbled.

Your protest was ignored as Sungchan places you inside of his car, buckling the seat belt for you before shutting the door closed. You ignored Sungchan as he started the car and drove. You pulled out your phone.

You

something came up.

Seunghan

ur blue balling me now? damn u’ve changed baby :(

You

i’ll make it up to you soon :p

Seunghan

u better

at least send me nudes i miss ur body

You

you wish. just jerk off to some porno. you’ll be fine.

Seunghan

meanie >:(

You chuckled at your phone, earning you a glare from Sungchan.

“What’s so funny?” Sungchan casted another side glance at you, eyes focused on the road as he drove.

“None of your business,” you were sort of pissed at him for acting like he did earlier. You just wanted dick after a long day, and here comes Mr. Perfect to ruin all your plans.

“Ok. I’m glad to see you, though. But I’m even more glad to see that your phone’s working.”

The car stopped at a stoplight. Sungchan turned his body a little to allow him to properly meet your gaze.

“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong? One minute we’re really close to each other, and the second you act as if I don’t even exist.” Sungchan’s voice softened. You reach for his face to cup his cheek.

“I’m sorry, angel. I've just been really busy.”

“Why were you with that devil then?” Sungchan being sulky was supposed to annoy you. You always hated it when men act so stupid. Seunghan was an exception, though. You’ve known him for quite a while, and he did not give a fuck if you hated the way he was being sulky and playful. Sungchan, however, is different. You’ve known him in a short span of time and he’s already getting into you. That fucking kissable pout. You just wanted to kiss it off his face.

The sound of a car honking its horn interrupted the both of you.

“Like I said, angel. It’s none of your business. You’re better off not knowing things, trust me.” You pulled your hand away from his face, facing away from him.

The car started moving again.

Sungchan cleared his throat before speaking, “So…” you casted a side glance at him. “I actually don’t know where you live, so I’ve just been driving us to my place. Are you alright with staying the night with me?”

You were taken aback. Why does Sungchan always find a way to ruin all of your plans?

“Yeah, I don’t mind.”

You were going to need all of the patience you can get.

Sungchan’s place was exactly how you expected it to be, except for the fact that he only had one room with one bed in it.

“Are you gonna make me sleep on the floor?” you laid down on his bed, Sungchan winced. He had a ‘no outside clothes’ rule, but you wouldn’t know as this is the first time you’ve been to his place. He’ll let you know next time? Next time.

“No. You’re sleeping on the bed, don’t worry,” Sungchan gave you a tight lipped smile as he rummaged through his drawer that contained all of his clothes. “Also, you don’t have to worry about sleeping next to me. I’m sleeping on the couch tonight,” Sungchan had his back turned to you, oblivious to your disappointment.

You expected him to give in. Why is he playing your game?

Finally, Sungchan turned to face you, hands full of his clothes.

“You should change into this,” Sungchan placed the clothes beside you on the bed.

You smirked.

You stood up in front of Sungchan, grabbing the hem of your party dress, pulling it up to take it off. Sungchan’s gaze never left yours, even as you unhooked your bra. Sungchan gulped. You walked closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck when you got close enough. Sungchan’s hands stayed by his side, eyes never leaving yours, even when he felt your perked up nipples against his chest. You tiptoed on your toes to graze his lips with yours.

“What if I get too cold? Who will warm me up by then, angel?”

“Um…” Sungchan finally caved in, looking down at your body while exhaling. He cleared his throat before looking back at your smiling face.

“Hm?” You expectantly looked at him.

“Yeah…” Sungchan said distractedly.

“What do you mean, angel? I need you to use your words properly, I can’t quite understand you,” You traced his jaw with your index finger.

“I’ll sleep next to you.”

Your smile widened, pulling away from him, you grabbed his shirt, putting it on as you ignored the shorts beside it. Sungchan stood completely frozen, watching you as you lay down on the bed.

“Come here, angel.”

It was going to be a long night.

When Sungchan woke up, his heart dropped to his stomach when he didn’t find you beside him. He quickly got up, only to find you in the kitchen.

“I thought you left,” Sungchan rubbed his face with his hands.

You had to take a breath.

Right in front of you was a shirtless Sungchan. Prominent abs on display. You could see every ridges and lines. Biceps bulging out. Trails of veins along his arms.

You needed to fuck him.

At the lack of response, Sungchan noticed the way you were staring at him.

“Oh…” Sungchan immediately realized his mistake. “I’m sorry. I always sleep hot, so I…” Sungchan trailed off as you got closer to him again.

“It’s alright, angel,” You cupped his face with your hands. “Truth be told, I actually like it. I really do.” you dropped your hands, fingers trailing down his body, stopping at his abdomen. “But, I’m not gonna lie to you… I am kind of upset.” Sungchan’s eyebrows furrowed.

“What’s the matter?”

“I might need your help now, angel.”

You smashed your lips against Sungchan, kissing him fervently. Sungchan tried to keep up as your kisses were way too aggressive for him.

You pulled off of him, giving him time to breathe.

You took his hand and brought them closer to your mouth, you parted your lips to take his index, middle, and ring finger inside your mouth, sucking on them. Sungchan gasped at the unfamiliar feeling. Once his fingers were coated by your saliva, you brought them down to your core. You pushed your panties aside as you guided Sungchan’s fingers inside your wet hole. You both gasped.

“Curl your fingers for me, angel,” you let out breathlessly, the stretch of Sungchan’s fingers knocking the air out of your lungs. You didn’t expect them to feel this good. The thought of his dick made you moan, you wondered how well his dick will fit into you.

Sungchan did what he was told to do, making your legs shake as they close in on his hand in between your legs.

“Like that, angel!” you bit your lip to prevent a whimper from coming out. “Now, I want you to pull your fingers out quickly, put them back in quickly, and curl.”

You let out a moan as Sungchan followed your instructions. Sungchan felt a sense of pride as he watched you shake and moan.

“Fuck, angel. Doing so good for me,” you grabbed onto his biceps as you felt your high approaching. “A little bit more faster, angel.”

Boy, Sungchan is indeed a fast learner.

With a final thrust of his fingers into you, you cummed all over his fingers, wetting the floor in the process. Sungchan slowed the motions of his hand, watching in awe as you came.

“Wow…”

“Good job, angel.” You leaned against him as you catched your breath, holding his wrist to stop his hand from moving. His free hand held you against him.

“What just happened?” Sungchan looked at your exhausted face.

“You just made me cum.”

Sungchan stared at you blankly. You scoffed.

“Do they ever teach you, angels, sex?”

At your words Sungchan’s eyes widened.

“W-What?” Sungchan sputtered. “I-I thought sex is when y-you penetrate the vagina w-with the penis?” Sungchan paled. You had to laugh.

“Yes, angel. Do you want me to get you crayons and draw how the flowers get watered by the canisters?”

“Stop joking around! I could get suspended if I partake in such obscene activities!” Sungchan panicked.

You laughed harder. After catching your breath you finally spoke, “Angel. I told you that this is gonna be our own little secret. Don’t worry about all of that. No one’s gonna know. You will not get suspended.” You cupped one of his cheeks with your hand while assuring him. “Besides, there are more ways to have sex than ‘penetrating the vagina with a penis’. You can learn a lot from me, angel.”

Sungchan gulped. This is our own little secret. No one will know. No one. Not even Ningning.

“Like what?” Your smile couldn’t get possibly wider as Sungchan caved in.

You took his fingers out of your hole. You brought his own fingers clad with your arousal near his mouth.

“How about I show you, angel?”

“Yes…” Sungchan lazily answered, distracted by your sticky arousal on his fingers. As you pushed his fingers inside his mouth, you instructed him to suck them clean. “You taste amazing.” your pussy throbbed.

“Why don’t you carry me to your bed, angel,” you wrapped your hands around his neck as Sungchan carried you with one arm to his room. Laying down on the bed with you on top of him.

You began kissing him again, this time more slow and sensual. You kissed down to his jaw then neck, noticing the cross necklace he had on. You bit his skin, leaving a love bite beside where the cross ends. You licked down his abdomen, leaving trails of your saliva on his skin. Once you’ve reached the waistband of his sweats you had to stop a gasp from coming out of your mouth. You looked at his crotch, his hardened cock struggling in the confines of his pajama pants.

Sungchan was big.

You rubbed your thighs together, feeling the way Sungchan struggled while you taught him how to fuck you with his fingers. You were so indulged in your own needs that you didn’t realize he had his needs too.

You pulled off his pajama pants, freeing his cock, this time you did let out a gasp. You started salivating at the sight in front of you, Sungchan’s cock was thick and long, the tip leaking precum with his angry veins prodding along the expanse of his length.

He indeed looked like an angel, collarbones adorning the lovebites you gave him, cross necklace gleaming under the sunlight, pouty swollen lips and bed hair. He was perfect.

Sungchan’s cock was throbbing as he watched you, waiting as you stared at him in awe.

You took his hand in yours, leading his to hold his dick while yours rested on top of his. You slowly moved your hands up and down his length, watching as his face contorted in pleasure. Sungchan let out little whimpers.

“Feels so good…”

“Yeah, angel?” You moved your hands faster, Sungchan moaned out.

“I want you to think of me every time you touch yourself like this, ok?”

Sungchan nodded in a daze, too fucked out to even comprehend what you were saying.

“O-Oh!” Sungchan whined when you sucked his tip, you felt him throbbing on your tongue, tasting his arousal as you sucked and licked his tip. You relaxed your jaw to take half of his size, licking the vein on the underside of his cock, using both of your hands to jerk off the remaining half you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

“Fuck!” You looked up at Sungchan, surprised at the cuss that left his mouth. Angels never swore. “No, please don’t stop. Please keep going,” Sungchan mewled. If it weren’t for Sungchan begging you to keep going, you wouldn’t have realized that you stopped what you were doing.

Despite being shocked at what happened, you continued to suck on Sungchan’s cock, his moans sounding like your personal heaven. You felt Sungchan’s thigh shake and before you knew it he was cumming inside your mouth. You dropped your joined hands, spitting out his cum back onto his cock, using your hands to smear the mess on his dick.

You watched the tip of Sungchan’s cock spurt out more of his arousal, the tip reddening as you continued jerking him off. He groaned, in turn, sensitive to your touch. You lick up Sungchan’s abdomen, stopping at his chest to bite the skin, all while you move your hands on him. Once you were satisfied with the love bite, you pressed your lips on his, swallowing the whimpers he was letting out.

You two messily made out for a while, stopping when you felt Sungchan cum around your hand. In a daze, Sungchan looked up at you, too fucked out to function.

“You alright, angel?” you asked as you met his gaze, instead of replying Sungchan nodded, eyes droopy. “Here, how about we get you cleaned up. You can go to bed after,” you tried pulling him up by grabbing onto his biceps. Fortunately, Sungchan followed your lead, putting his arm around your shoulder and waist, clinging to you as you both walked to his bathroom.

He wrapped both of his arms around your waist, head leaning on your shoulder as you cleaned him and yourself up. Once you’ve successfully finished, you drag him back to his room where he passed out on his bed while clinging onto you. You lie beside Sungchan, your eyelids slowly falling shut. Before you knew it, you were falling asleep beside him.

“So, what have you been up to these days?” Ningning asked, pulling Sungchan out of his thoughts.

He had forgotten that he was on a call with Ningning, too occupied with the thoughts of you. To his surprise, you didn’t ignore him after what happened, instead you regularly came over to his place to keep him company, driving him insane by wearing his clothes, parading around his apartment with nothing but panties underneath.

It drove him nuts.

That didn’t stop him from shoving his fingers up inside you, of course. It surprised him how much he wanted to taste the slick pouring out of you every time he made you cum, tempted to lick his fingers to find out if it tasted as sweet as your mouth.

Sungchan coughed, his dick stirring with arousal under his pants.

He could always ask you if he could taste you… but how? Does he just lick you then? He had no idea what to do.

He might have to do research. Or he could ask Eunseok for those videos he once caught him watching.

He’s definitely asking you, instead.

“Earth to Sungchan?”

“Right, sorry. I’ve been really busy these past few days. You know how my dad is,” It was scary how easily Sungchan could lie now. Before, he couldn’t even tell a lie, caving in to tell the truth eventually, as his stomach churned in guilt.

That feeling of his stomach churning hadn’t gone away. As he looked at Ningning the guilt inside him bubbles up, again. Yet, when he’s with you, he couldn’t give a fuck about feeling guilty. When are you coming over, anyways?

Sungchan tunes out Ningning as she spoke to him about her day. His calls with Ningning are slowly becoming less frequent, his responses to conversations becoming shorter as he space out thinking about you.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you about this… they’re asking me to stay a little bit longer, because apparently my services have been really helpful. I’m sorry if I didn’t tell you sooner, but I have decided to stay. I hope you’re ok with that?”

“Of course, I’m ok with that, it’s your choice. I won’t limit your happiness. If you’re happy to help, then I’m happy too.”

“You’re the best, my love.”

Sungchan’s stomach churned.

“Thank you, my love.”

You quizzically stared at Sungchan. It had been a while since he stared at his food, stabbing the food with his fork as he got lost in his thoughts.

You stood up, gaining his attention. You straddled his lap, his hands automatically finding their way to your sides.

“What’s the matter?” you asked, playing with his hair. Sungchan leaned into your touch, swallowing down his embarrassment before speaking.

“I saw…” Sungchan started, “Uhm, well… I don’t..”

You stared. Sungchan gulped.

“Can I… taste you?”

You stared.

“Like, you know. The thing that… when you..”

“Angel. You can have me for dessert.”

Sungchan audibly gulped. You pulled yourself off of him, pushing yourself up to sit on the dining table behind you. You lift Sungchan’s shirt, showing your cotton underwear by spreading your legs apart.

“Come close, angel. Take it off for me.”

Entranced by you, Sungchan does what he’s told, situating himself in between your legs, staring at your glistening core.

You take the time to tell him what you wanted him to do.

“See this, angel. I want you to lick from here to here ok?” You part your folds with your fingers, showing him your hole. Sungchan was in awe.

You sighed in delight when you guided his fingers to rub your clit, quivering when he pressed a little bit harsher than you told him to.

“When you get here, I want you to suck it hard. You can lick it too, angel. I like that too,” you played with Sungchan’s hair as you explained to him, finding it adorable how he listened intently to your instructions.

“Why don’t you give it a try?”

You gasped when you felt Sungchan’s tongue on you, your grip on his hair tightening as he poked his tongue inside your hole. He slurps up your arousal, sucking your clit harshly, making you close your thighs around his head. You mewled at the feeling of Sungchan’s mouth on you.

He gripped your thighs, tapping the sides to gain your attention. You look down to see his glossy eyes staring up at you.

“Fuck, angel. You look so adorable like this,” you moaned when you felt Sungchan nibble on your clit. One of his hands left your thigh, stroking his cock through his pants at your compliment. The sight turned you on; Sungchan’s chin coated with your arousal as he pleased you, jerking himself off to your moans.

It didn’t take you long to soak his face with your cum, harshly gripping his hair as you released all over him, wetting his shirt in the process.

You lie down on the table, feeling the cool surface as you catch your breath. Sungchan rested his forehead on top of your right thigh, caressing the other while he closed his eyes. In return, you played with Sungchan’s hair, the both of you staying still for a while.

“I should probably clean you up…” Sungchan spoke against the skin of your thigh, “Oh, and… uhm…” Sungchan trailed off.

Confused, you sat up to properly look at him, his pants with a wet patch of his arousal coming into view. You gasped.

Sungchan came in his pants while he ate you out.

“You never come to confession anymore,” Sungchan’s dad spoke over the line. He rubbed his face with his hand, figuring out a way to explain himself. No matter how hard he tried, it all came down to one reason. I’ve been partaking into obscene activities while lying to the person I love, and I’ve been guilty all this time. Sungchan exhaled.

“I’m sorry, dad. I’ve just been really busy.” It was a lame excuse, but Sungchan couldn’t tell him the real reason behind his absence with his faith.

“I understand. Come by when you’re free, your mom misses you.”

After an exchange of pleasantries, the phone call ended.

Sungchan laid on his bed pondering what he was doing with his life. He has an angel showering in his bathroom while another one is miles away doing everything she can so that their relationship can move on to the next big thing.

Sungchan sighed, aggressively rubbing his face again.

“What’s up with you,” he heard you say.

Sungchan removed his hands from his face, taking your figure in; wet hair and body wrapped in a towel, with droplets covering the expanse of your skin. He felt his dick twitch. You smelled so good.

He opened his arms and you immediately got the hint. You crawled on top of him, sitting on his abdomen, to play with his hair. You gasped in surprise when Sungchan pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you.

“Hey, what’s that?” Sungchan asked. You followed his line of sight and saw your tail poking out. Shit.

“Uh…” you cleared your throat, trying to think of a lie.

“You’ve got something poking out of your head too,” Sungchan looked at you, his expression pure of confusion. Come on, think. Spew out a lie, you got this. You looked away from him, hiding your eyes.

You felt Sungchan's hands cup your jaw, making you face him. He stared into your eyes.

“You’re a devil.”

Sungchan pressed his lips onto yours. You froze.

Once you recovered from your shock you kissed back. You had expected him to be mad at you, not this, whatever this is.

You pulled away from his lips, placing both of your hands on his shoulders.

“You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be?” Sungchan placed his hands on your waist.

“Because… I lied to you..?” Sungchan chuckled at your words.

“Did you really think I believed you were an angel?” You furrowed your eyebrows at his question, “I knew at the very beginning. At our first meeting you asked about bible verses.. angels do not deal with that.” Sungchan mischievously grinned.

“You’re such an ass,” you huffed.

“How am I an ass? You’re the one who pretended to be an angel so that you could get with me,” Sungchan placed a kiss on your neck.

“And you let me..” you bite back. “Why?”

“Because you were fun to be with. I didn’t mind if you were pretending to be an angel in the first place, you had your reasons.”

“You figured out I was a devil, but you never figured out the reason why I was messing with you?” You scoffed.

“No..”

You took his hand into yours, guiding it down in between your bodies to your core. Sungchan took the hint and cupped your core.

“Oh.. well then. Should I prove to you that you picked the right angel?”

“You’re not as innocent as I thought.”

“Give me a break. I caught my best bud watching porn and got scarred for life.” Sungchan rubbed your clit. “Ended up searching up things, and finding out about the real world.” You stopped his hand to focus on your train of thoughts.

“Porn isn’t the real thing. Most of the time it’s staged,” you brought his hand back to your core, letting him continue his actions.

“Noted,” Sungchan said before kissing you. “How about we do the real thing then?” Sungchan pushed you down, pulling the towel off your body. “I always knew you were beautiful, but I didn’t know you were this beautiful.”

Sungchan kissed you again, pulling away only to kiss down your body, mimicking the way you would leave love bites on him.

He spread your legs apart, positioning himself in between them. Sungchan inserts two fingers in you to stretch you out, licking you up when a glob of your arousal seeps out of your dripping hole. You moaned, gripping his hair.

“Faster, angel,” Sungchan moves his fingers faster, sucking your clit to please you. He moved his hips, humping his bed at the same pace as fingers moving in and out of you. All your remaining patience burst at the sight. “Take your clothes off, angel.”

You didn’t have to tell Sungchan twice. He was just as desperate as you.

He pulled off his clothes at lightning speed, positioning himself in between your legs. Sungchan took a hold of his dick, gliding it in between your folds to lubricate it. You both moaned at the feeling.

“You’re so wet…”

Carefully, Sungchan prod your hole with the head of his cock, you took a sharp intake of air at the stretch. Sungchan groaned on top of you, leaning forward to penetrate you deep. The glint of the cross around his neck catches your attention, the pendant hitting the bridge of your nose as Sungchan moves closer to you.

“Fuck, angel… feel so full,” you bit your lip to stop another moan from coming out of you, placing your hands on Sungchan’s broad shoulders.

“Uhm… I’m halfway in…”

Your eyes widened. No way. You knew Sungchan was big but you didn’t expect him to be this big.

You both look down at where you two were connected, moaning at the sight. He wasn’t lying. He was indeed halfway in.

You felt Sungchan’s dick twitch.

“Do you feel turned on watching me struggle to take in your dick?” You bring your gaze back to his eyes.

“Kind of…”

“You’re such a dick,” you gasped when you felt Sungchan force a few inches in.

“What was that?” He grinned, you glared at him. Sungchan bit his lips, carefully moving out of you. He held your thighs open to keep you in place when moving into you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were moaning while squirming around the bed, not expecting Sungchan to be in so deep. His dick was unlike others you’ve taken before; throbbing with need, veiny, thick, and long.

It was heaven.

“Need you to move, angel,” you were too far gone, drunk at the feeling of his cock filling and stretching you up, mind hazy with need.

Sungchan complied to your request, he wrapped your legs around him, positioning his hands beside your head so he could thrust harder into you.

He moved his hips forward thrusting into you harshly, whining at the feeling of you wrapping him tightly. You close your eyes, overwhelmed with the feeling of his big cock moving in and out of you. You opened your eyes, feeling something cold touch the tip of your nose, revealing Sungchan’s cross necklace dangling in front of you.

“How are you so good with this? Aren’t you a little virgin?”

“I practiced with my pillow, thinking it was you.”

Your eyes rolled at the back of your head at the thought of Sungchan desperately fucking a pillow. The image pushing you to the edge as you came, fluid gushing out of you as you mewled. Sungchan continued thrusting in and out of you, holding your waist and burying his head at the crook of your neck. His pace started slowing down after he came inside you, riding out the both of your highs.

Sungchan laid on top of you as you both catched your breaths. Once his breathing was even, he lay down beside you, pulling you on top of him. You cuddled into him, feeling his hand move around your body, tracing patterns on your skin.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your eyes?” Sungchan pecks your right eyelid, twirling the strands of your hair with his fingers.

I love your eyes. You felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. No one has ever told you they liked your fiery eyes. Moreover, no one has ever told you they loved your eyes. You were speechless.

You let Sungchan play with your hair, tracing the lines of his abdomen in turn.

“Did it hurt when you were turned into a devil?” At your questioning look he added, “I read somewhere that the process of becoming a devil brings unbearable pain to an angel’s body. You were once an angel too…” Sungchan strokes your cheeks, pushing your hair behind your ear.

For some reason, you felt something break in you. You were once an angel too. The warmth of Sungchan’s body engulfing you was enough to comfort you.

“I can’t really remember. Our memories were wiped clean the moment we turned to devils. Why do you ask?”

“I just… You don’t deserve it, that’s all.”

“I’m glad you think that way, angel.”

“Do I really have to go?” You groaned, kicking your feet in the air. You were laying down on the couch when you overheard Sungchan talking to his dad.

“Yes. My dad wants to know how you’re doing and I haven’t been to church lately,” Sungchan answered as he placed the dirty dishes in the sink.

“Huh, I wonder why…” you sat up to look at him teasingly. Sungchan grins, wiping his hands on the cloth hanging at the oven door handle, walking towards you.

“Because a certain devil has me wrapped around their fingers, now I’m following whatever they say,” Sungchan bops your nose with his index finger, making you smile. “Not right now, though, because I actually have to tend to my angel duties.”

“Boring,” you sighed.

“You need to come with me,” Sungchan whined.

“Fine. Stop your whining, it’s unbecoming,” you roll your eyes.

“Wait— you’re not gonna burst into flames when we enter the church right?” Sungchan said worriedly.

“No, dumbass. I used to be an angel, remember?”

“Oh…” Sungchan lifts you up from the couch. “Let’s go get ready then.”

The two of you didn’t take too long to get ready, rushing to Sungchan’s car, to be on time. Once you arrived at the church you felt shivers run along your spine, the chills in your body worsened when you came face to face with Sungchan’s dad.

You exchange pleasantries with him, staying silent and letting Sungchan do most of the talking, as you obviously didn’t know what the hell they were talking about.

“Hey, dad. I think I should show her around, she hasn’t been here before,” Sungchan said after his father asked something church related. Nice save.

“Well I’ll leave you two to it, then,” Sungchan’s dad smiled, walking off to the other end of the church.

On the contrary to your beliefs, and who or what you were, the place was beautiful. High ceiling, lots of windows, oak wood adorning the pews; it should look like any other church but this one was breathtaking.

Sungchan started walking and you followed suit, he then started pointing out rooms and other uninteresting things while walking. You frowned. You didn’t think he would actually give you a tour of the church.

Once you went back to the main area of the church, he directed you at the back near the entrance, where a few other doors were lined near the candles section. You wondered what was behind all of the closed doors in front of you.

You took a peak of Sungchan who was busy lighting up the candles. Curiosity got the best of you as you slowly strolled to the direction of the closed doors, opening one and going in.

It wasn’t anything special, just a dark confined room that is connected to another with a divider.

“This is the confession room,” you looked behind you to see Sungchan standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the open door. He looked around before closing the door shut, joining you inside the confined space. He moved closer to your body, towering over you as he placed his hands on your waist. “This is where angels confess their sins.” Sungchan whispered, placing a kiss under your ears.

“Hm… well I have a confession to make.” You looked up at him, even in the dark Sungchan looked good; white buttoned up shirt hugging his broad shoulders, with the sleeves rolled up, showcasing his veiny arms you love so much. “You look absolutely hot right now, and I want you to fuck me now.”

Sungchan chuckled. “Well, it’s your lucky day.”

Sungchan pulls you close to him, kissing you deeply. You pulled on his pants, unzipping it and pulling his dick out, you moved your hand up and down while he moved your panties aside, inserting two fingers inside you.

“I love this dress,” Sungchan kissed your forehead, spinning you around so that you were facing the door. Through the door, you could see the altar through the dotted holes adorning the top of the door. You felt Sungchan wrap his left arm around your waist, his fingers still inside you slowly moving in and out. The warmth of his dick twitches behind you, touching your lower back as he holds you close. “Make sure you stay quiet, darling.”

Sungchan pulls his fingers out of you, replacing it with his angry dick. You squealed at the stretch, both of your hands moving to cover your mouth. You look straight ahead, getting a glimpse of the structures on the altar.

“I’m sorry…” you said, muffled. Sungchan lightly laughs as he wraps both of his arms around you, lifting you up. Sungchan leans his back at the wall behind him, experimentally moving you up and down his cock. At your muffled moan he moves you faster, the skin of your ass hitting the skin of his thighs.

“You’re so wet…” Sungchan groaned, biting his lips to keep himself quiet.

Your eyes roll at the back of your head when Sungchan hits a particular spot, letting out a louder moan that seeps past your hands. Sungchan panicky moves his right hand to cover your mouth, his hands big enough to cover both of your hands. He shushes you, rubbing your clit with his other hand. How the fuck is he holding you up with one hand? You clenched around him, making him groan.

“Almost close?” Sungchan whispered, you nodded as an answer, not trusting yourself of not making a noise when you removed your hands to speak. “Cum for me, darling.”

You came all over Sungchan, him following after. As you both catch your breaths, Sungchan holds you close to him, still inside you as he whispered again.

“I have another confession to make, I want to fuck you again.”

Life had never treated Sungchan better than the last few months he was with you.

The both of you had been seeing each other weekly, whether it be to fuck or just to hang out, Sungchan enjoyed your company.

You were surprised at how needy Sungchan was, always wanting to be close to you or touching you at any given moment.

Sungchan was calling Ningning less and less as your ‘relationship’ with him progressed, coming up with excuses like having to help out his father to avoid her calls.

Sungchan woke up from the brightness of the sunlight, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. He read the clock on top of his bedside table, not surprised at the time.

Beside him, you were sprawled out in his bed, wearing nothing but his shirt, sleeping peacefully. The sunlight highlighted your body. Sungchan smiled, kissing your forehead before he got up. He grabbed a shirt to wear on his way out, messing up his already messy hair.

He went to the kitchen, catching a glimpse of his reflection through the window. You truly do enjoy leaving love bites. Why is it so cold today?

Sungchan shivered, returning to his bedroom to put on a hoodie, peeking at you as he put on the hoodie you love so much on him. As if you sensed his presence, you rolled to your side, to face him.

“Why are you up so early?” You mumbled, sleepily.

“It’s noon, darling,” Sungchan crawled to his bed, wrapping his arms around you. He inspected your face for any discomfort that you might have after last night’s escapades. “You alright?”

“Tired..” you yawned, wrapping your arms around Sungchan.

“Oh…”

You snuggled into Sungchan, enjoying his warmth. The two of you stayed like that for a while.

The doorbell rang.

“I’ll go get it,” Sungchan kissed your forehead again before walking to the direction of his front door. He didn’t expect any visitors today so it might be someone delivering his package. As he swung the door open, shock infiltrated his senses after seeing who was behind the door.

Ningning.

“Surprise, Love!”

Oh, it was a surprise for Sungchan indeed.

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FROMIS_9 ♡ FUN (2019)

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mononijikayu · 4 months

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dm ─ fushiguro megumi.

Megumi couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through his chest at your word. He stared at you for a long while. He didn’t even talk back. The wind blew in the air, the birds flew and the sunshine drew at you. He couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight. Megumi knew he would never have let anyone make up such nicknames for him like that. But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

GENRE: Fearsome Womb Arc, 2018;

WARNING/s: Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Romance, Falling in Love, Young Love, Love Confessions;

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listen: dm by fromis_9

note: i realized that i've been connecting everything to us and them fic, so i might as well just make a universe about it. i call it lilac swing!!! i hope you continue to look forward more fun things here in my playground!!! i love you all~

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO GLARED AT HIS SCREEN. He couldn’t help but think that the more he stared, the more his eyes were going to burn. The more he stared, the more he was going to be certain that a hole was going to burn from the middle of the phone. His lips pursed in a tighter line each and every minute that he spent unmoving.

But he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to say. Just seeing your name, it leaves him blank. He couldn’t function when he sees your name, when he sees your smile on your phone icon. He could feel his cheeks warm at the thought of you. He groans loudly as he thinks about how his heart was beating right now.

Megumi Fushiguro had just returned home from a particularly grueling mission, his body weary from the exertion and his mind still reeling from the adrenaline rush of battle. Yet, despite the physical and mental fatigue that weighed heavily on him, his thoughts were consumed by one thing and one thing only: you.

He wanted to talk to you, after days of having such bad signals on the road outside of rural countryside. Somehow, he knew he would feel better if he did talk to you. If he does let himself find warmth in your comfort again.

As he stepped through the threshold of his dorm, he couldn't help but imagine how you would greet him if you were there. The image of your smile, bright and infectious, flashed through his mind, accompanied by the memory of your enthusiastic wave and the sparkle in your eyes whenever you caught sight of him. It was a simple gesture, but to Megumi, it meant everything.

But now, as he stood alone in the wide expanse of his dorm room, the absence of your presence weighed heavily on him. He knew he wouldn't say it out loud.

But you fuel him. You fuel him to exist every day he sees you. Every time he knows he’s so close to you—he knows that he’s alive. After days without you, he just has no energy. He has nothing that fuels him. He longed to hear your voice, to see your smile, to feel the warmth of your embrace. It was as if a part of him was missing, a part that could only be filled by you.

Only problem is — he can’t think of what to say. What can he say to you, after being gone for so long? His mind raced, trying to come up with the right words, the right actions, but everything felt inadequate. How could he convey the depth of his feelings through a simple text or call? How could he express the way his heart skipped a beat whenever he thought of you, the way your presence filled every corner of his mind, even when you were miles apart? No, no. That would be a flat out confession. He’s pretty sure he’s not ready for that yet.

Still, he knew he wanted to see you. To even just talk to you. But then again, he knows it’s late. You were probably exhausted from training. Gojo–sensei can be strict with hand to hand combat training.

You are probably resting by now. He didn’t want to disturb you either. But, maybe….just maybe. You were still awake. And it's been days. He hasn’t even told you yet that he’d come home. You could reply to him in the morning.

Megumi thinks if he waits even longer, he might end up bursting. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the gap between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment. What if he said the wrong thing? What if his vulnerability was met with rejection or indifference?

Megumi could feel his knee shake. Oh no, he was nervous. He doesn’t do that unless he’s nervous. He can’t continue like this, he knew. He knew he had to do something, anything, to bridge the chasm between them. Yet, fear held him back like an invisible chain, tightening around his chest with every passing moment.

He took a deep breath, looking at the screen again.

He had to have courage about this.

This has been going on for way too long.

He needed relief.

Megumi's fingers hovered over his phone’s keyboard, hesitating with every attempt to type out a message. Each time he started, doubt crept in, and he found himself erasing the words before they could fully form. What words could even work? What words could express his longing for you? Would even words be enough to get his heart across to you? He could feel his fingers itching to move, to say something.

"I miss you," he began to type. He becomes red, realizing his words. He deleted the words almost instantly. It felt too needy, too desperate. He didn't want to come across as clingy, even though every fiber of his being longed to reach out to you. Too forward. He shouldn’t do that to you. That’s too much.

Seconds turned into minutes as he struggled to find the right words, the right balance between honesty and restraint. He wanted to convey his feelings without overwhelming you, to express the depth of his emotions without scaring you away. Megumi knew that he had to be careful. He didn’t want to make it awkward, or to push you away. He wanted to be careful. Because you mean the world to him. Whatever he says, it would matter.

"I've been thinking about you a lot lately," he typed, only to delete it once again. He frowns. That’s even worse, he thinks. It sounded too vague, too casual. He wanted you to know just how much you meant to him, but he couldn't seem to find the right way to say it.

With a frustrated sigh, he leaned back on the edge of his bed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to gather his thoughts. Maybe it was better to wait, to give himself more time to compose a message that truly captured everything he wanted to say.

But as he stared at the blank screen, a sense of urgency washed over him. He couldn't bear the thought of another moment passing without reaching out to you, without letting you know how much you consumed his thoughts, his dreams, his every waking moment.

Taking a deep breath, he began to type once more, his fingers moving with a newfound determination. This time, he didn't hesitate. This time, he let his heart guide his words, trusting that you would understand the depth of his feelings, even if he couldn't find the perfect way to express them.

His phone buzzed for a moment.

‘Huh? What was that?’

He clicked on the new notification.

Megumi's expression was stunned.

Bewildered and horrified all at once.

‘hey you, what you doin?’

Megumi almost hit his head against the headboard as he sat up. But he tried his best to maintain his usual stoic, confident demeanor. But he knew he wasn’t at all calm. He can’t.lHis heart fluttered at the sight of your name, a warmth spreading through him despite his attempts to suppress it.

"Hmph," he muttered to himself, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he typed out a response.

‘just got back.'

Even though his words were curt, there was a hint of eagerness beneath the surface. He couldn't deny the rush of excitement he felt knowing that you had reached out to him first, and he couldn't help but wonder what had prompted you to do so.

As he waited for your reply, Megumi couldn't shake the nervous energy that pulsed through him. Despite his tough exterior, deep down, he hoped that this conversation would lead to something more, something beyond the playful banter they usually shared. But for now, he would play it cool, masking his true feelings behind a facade of indifference.

‘oh, welcome back megu-megu! (o＾▽＾o)ノ'

He could feel himself become red at your response. For a moment, he huff left his lips as he rested face front on the pillow to groan at how cute you were. Just as much, embarrassed that you called him by the nickname that you just gave him weeks ago. You were both tired from Gojo-sensei making you do laps around the campus, but well, that didn’t really diminish your spirit. You giggled hopping about, talking about how you would spend the weekend. You after all had no missions lined up this week.

The two of you had found yourselves standing in front of a vending machine, craving a refreshing drink to quench your thirst. Megumi offered to pay for you both, which made you happy. He could still hear your laughter echoing in his ears as you excitedly scanned the options, your eyes lighting up at the sight of the colorful array of beverages.

"Look, Megumi!" you exclaimed, pointing to a particular drink with a playful grin. "They have Mugu-Mugu! Isn't that cute? The new flavor looks so pretty!"

Megumi couldn't help but look at you gently. He found himself doing that often when he witnessed your enthusiasm. Itadori pointed it out as much. Kugusaki, she merely laughed teasing him about it.

"Mugu-Mugu, huh?" He whispers, trying to act nonchalantly as he looks at it beside you. "I guess that's what they call it."

“What do you want?”

“Just press the cold black coffee for me, thanks.”

You nodded gently at him and got the two 500 yen coins from him with happy thanks. He watched you look at the drinks and press the button. You reached for the drinks as they fell. You knelt down to take them and turned to him, smiling. Your fingers brushing against his ever so slightly when you handed him his canned coffee. Soon enough, something shifted between you. He could see you turn away as scarlet embarrassment filled your face. He too could not help but turn red.

“O–oh, I’m so sorry, Fushiguro–kun!”

“No,” He cleared his throat. “Don’t worry about it.”

Silence engulfed the two of you for a moment.

He cleared his throat again, his hand tight on the can.

“And….you don’t have to be so formal with me. We’re friends, too.”

You turned to him, eyes blinking at his words. “Eh?”

“You call Kugisaki and Itadori by their first names, right? Why is it only me you call Fushiguro?”

“Ah….I…” You purses her lips, holding your drink tight. “I didn’t get to ask you, I’m so sorry.”

He sighed. “It’s okay. You can call me by my first name too.”

You looked at him, your eyes bright.

You looked at your drink for a moment.

You grinned at him, ever so warmly.

“Since you got me this pretty Mugu-Mugu, I’ll call you Megu-Megu! How’s that?”

But if it’s you…..It makes him feel happy. That such fondness can come from you. The warmth that lingered long after the memory had faded. It was a simple moment, but to him, it was a precious reminder of the bond that you shared—a bond that he cherished more than anything in the world.

Megumi's gaze shifted back to his phone, the screen illuminated with your name still displayed prominently. A surge of warmth washed over him, enveloping him in a comforting embrace that he couldn't quite contain. It was as if every fiber of his being was vibrating with the sheer intensity of his emotions, all because of you.

He couldn't help but marvel at the power you held over him, the way your mere presence had the ability to ignite a fire within him, warming his heart and soul in ways he never thought possible. It was a feeling he couldn't quite put into words, a sensation that defied logic and reason, but one that he welcomed with open arms nonetheless.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached out to his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he hesitated for a moment, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. Despite the nerves that fluttered in the pit of his stomach, he knew that he couldn't resist the pull you had on him any longer. He wanted to make you feel loved too. He wanted to make you feel the warmth in his heart for you.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Megumi Fushiguro began to type out a response, his heart pounding in his chest with every word he wrote back.

‘come out for a second.’

As he hit send, a sense of vulnerability washed over him, mingling with the warmth that still pulsed through his veins. But in that moment, Megumi couldn't bring himself to regret his words. For reaching out to you. He wanted to see you. Right now. He had opened himself up to the possibility of something beautiful, something worth fighting for. And for that, he was willing to embrace the warmth that radiated from within him, knowing that it was a testament to the depth of his feelings for you.

Megumi's heart raced as he looked at what he had sent, the weight of his words hanging in the air like a silent plea. He could feel the tension building inside him, a mix of nervous anticipation and desperate longing as he waited for your response.

Minutes felt like hours as he stared at his phone, his mind consumed with thoughts of you. What if he had been too forward? What if you didn't want to see him? Doubt gnawed at him, threatening to overshadow the fragile hope that had propelled him to reach out in the first place.

But then, just as he was about to give in to his fears, his phone buzzed with a new message notification. His heart skipped a beat as he saw your name on the screen, a rush of adrenaline coursing through him as he eagerly opened the pool of your messages.

‘why? (°ロ°) !’

‘its late! Σ(°ロ°)’

‘we might get in trouble!＼(º □ º l|l)/’

Megumi couldn't help but smile softly at your messages, your playful concern both endearing and amusing to him. He doesn’t think that Gojo–sensei will mind. He doesn’t think he would care if Yaga–sensei yelled at him, if he got caught out of his dorm. Despite your worry, he knew deep down that he wanted to see you anyway. He wanted to see your smile radiate him into warmth. The thought of spending even a moment in your company would make him feel alive again.

With a determined resolve, he began typing out his response, his fingers flying across the screen as he tried to convey the depth of his feelings. His heart skipped a beat at each message sent. He got this far. He might as well let himself finish it to the end.

‘doesn’t matter.’

‘i wanna see you.’

‘even for a while.’

‘please?’

As he waited for your reply, a mix of nervousness and anticipation filled him, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew he was taking a risk, defying your warnings and potentially facing consequences for his actions. But at that moment, none of it mattered. All that mattered was the overwhelming desire to be by your side, to bask in the warmth of your presence and the comfort of your embrace.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest as he waited for your response, his nerves on edge as he anticipated what you would say. When your reply finally came – ‘give me a second!!! (＠´ー`)ﾉ’ – a mix of relief and anxiety washed over him. He knew he was taking a risk by being so forward with his feelings, but he couldn't help but feel a surge of hope at your response.

Megumi's heart pounded in his chest like a drumbeat, the weight of his confession hanging heavy in the air around him. ‘i think I like you.’ These words echoed in his mind, each syllable reverberating with a mix of uncertainty and longing. No no, he liked you. He….he loved you. It was a revelation that had slipped out in a moment of vulnerability, a raw and unfiltered admission of the feelings he had been harboring for so long.

As Megumi stood there, his hand trembling as he reached for the doorknob, a sudden wave of panic washed over him. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks – he had accidentally sent his confession to you.

His heart pounded in his chest with a frantic rhythm, his mind spinning with a whirlwind of emotions. How could he have been so careless? What if you didn't feel the same way? What if he had just ruined everything before it even had a chance to begin?

Megumi's breath caught in his throat as he contemplated the implications of his mistake. He had bared his soul to you, laid his feelings bare in a moment of vulnerability, and now he was left to face the consequences of his actions.

For a fleeting moment, he considered running, escaping from the inevitable fallout of his impulsive confession. But deep down, he knew that he couldn't hide forever. He had to face you, to own up to his mistake and accept whatever response you had to offer.

With a trembling hand, Megumi reached for his phone, his fingers hovering over the screen as he prepared himself for the inevitable. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he opened the message thread, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaited your response.

And then, just as he was about to succumb to the overwhelming sense of dread that threatened to consume him, a knock at the door shattered the silence, startling him out of his thoughts.

With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Megumi knew that there was no turning back now. With a deep breath to steel himself, bracing himself for whatever was to come.

But before he could dwell on it any longer, a sudden knock at the door shattered his thoughts, pulling him back to the present with a jolt. You were calling for him, knocking on his door ever so desperately. His heart skipped a beat as he realized who it must be, the anticipation sending a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins.

Without a second thought, Megumi hurriedly made his way to the door again, his pulse quickening with each step. Every nerve in his body was on edge, his senses heightened as he prepared to face you, unsure of what the encounter would bring.

As he reached for the doorknob, his hand trembled slightly with nerves, his mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Would you be angry? Confused? Indifferent? The uncertainty gnawed at him, but deep down, a small voice whispered that maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something beautiful. With a steadying breath, Megumi braced himself and opened the door, ready to face whatever fate had in store for him.

As Megumi stood there, frozen in place, he could feel the weight of your words pressing down on him like a heavy burden.

"Megumi," you called out, the sound of his name rolling off your tongue like a gentle caress, yet it felt like a thunderclap in his ears. "Open the door, please. Please."

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Part of him wanted to throw the door open and rush to you, to embrace you and pour out his heart in person. But another part of him hesitated, paralyzed by fear of what your response might be.

With trembling hands, Megumi reached for the doorknob, his heart racing as he turned it slowly. Each click of the mechanism felt like an eternity, a countdown to the moment of truth that awaited him on the other side.

As the door swung open, Megumi's breath caught in his throat at the sight of you standing there, bathed in the soft glow of the hallway light. Your eyes met his, and in that instant, he felt a surge of warmth flood his veins, chasing away the cold grip of uncertainty that had gripped him moments before.

Without a word, you stepped forward, your gaze locked with his as you closed the distance between you. And then, before he could even register what was happening, you were in his arms, wrapping him in a tight embrace that stole his breath away.

His heart thundered in his chest as he held you close, the warmth of your embrace melting away the walls he had built around his heart. In that moment, surrounded by the comfort of your presence, Megumi felt a sense of peace wash over him, as if all the turmoil and uncertainty of the world had faded into insignificance.

"I read your message," you whispered against his chest, your voice soft and gentle.

“Look, I…..I just—”

"And I feel the same way."

Megumi's heart skipped a beat as your words washed over him, a rush of relief flooding his senses. He held you tighter, unable to find the words to express the overwhelming emotions coursing through him.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper. "I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to send that message. It was a mistake, but... but I meant every word."

He felt a lump form in his throat as he struggled to articulate his thoughts, his mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. He had never been good at expressing himself, especially when it came to matters of the heart, but in that moment, with you in his arms, he knew that he had to try.

"I've been... I've been wanting to tell you how I feel for so long," he continued, his voice trembling with vulnerability. "But I was scared. Scared of what you might think, scared of ruining our friendship... But I couldn't keep it bottled up anymore. I had to tell you."

You shook your head at him, reaching for him and smiling. You let your hands warm his own, embracing it completely. You smiled at him. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have it any other way, Megumi.”

Megumi's heart soared at your words, a rush of joy flooding his senses as he held you even tighter. In that moment, all his fears and doubts melted away, replaced by a profound sense of gratitude for the unexpected twist of fate that had brought you into his life.

As he looked into your eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the beauty of the moment they shared. He felt like the world was ever so good to him. Because you were his. You were his to love.

He leaned down to press a tender kiss to your forehead.

You got ticklish at his touch, smiling ever so happily.

Everything was alright in the world again.

post credit, soon after:

As Megumi and you stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, lost in the intensity of the moment, the sound of footsteps approaching brought them back to reality. Their hearts skipped a beat as they turned to see Yaga-sensei, the headmaster of the Jujutsu High School, standing in the hallway, his expression stern.

"You two," Yaga-sensei began, his voice tinged with disapproval. "Do you have any idea what time it is? You know that students are not allowed to be out past curfew."

Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he glanced down at the floor, feeling a pang of guilt for breaking the rules. He knew that he should have been more careful, more mindful of the consequences of his actions. But with you, he couldn't seem to regret it. Not even when he knew he'd probably be punished.

Your own was just scarlet red, as you buried your head onto Megumi's shoulder. You started muttering under your breath, he could feel it on his skin. But he didn't mind. If anything, he found it adorable. But he wouldn't say that out loud. Especially right now.

But before Yaga-sensei could reprimand them any further, a familiar voice cut through the tension like a knife. "Ah, Yaga-sensei, let's cut the kids some slack, shall we?"

The hallway to the dormitory swung revealed the figure of Gojo-sensei in the moonlight. His trademark grin stretched across his face as he sauntered into the hallway, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. He walked towards

"They're just young lovers in love, Yaga-sensei." Gojo continued, his tone light and playful. "I'm sure they won't make a habit of breaking curfew. Isn't that right, Megumi?"

Megumi felt a silent urge of gratitude wash over him as he looked up at Gojo-sensei. He slowly nodded. Despite the eccentric annoyance that he felt for him, Gojo-sensei had always been a staunch supporter of his students. He was willing to bend the rules for the sake of their happiness. He cared. For that, Megumi can be thankful.

But he didn't need to know that.

Especially not from Megumi.

He would never stop bragging about it.

"Yes, sensei," Megumi replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise it won't happen again."

Yaga-sensei sighed, his expression softening slightly as he regarded Megumi and you with a fondness that belied his stern demeanor. "Very well, just this once," he conceded, his tone more forgiving. "But remember, rules are rules. Don't make a habit of breaking them."

With a nod of gratitude, Megumi and you watched as Yaga-sensei turned and made his way back down the hallway, leaving them alone with Gojo-sensei.

As Yaga-sensei's shadow disappeared, Gojo-sensei turned to them with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Well, well, well, looks like love is in the air at Jujutsu High," he teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Megumi and you exchanged a sheepish glance, their cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the teasing tone of their teacher. But deep down, they couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for Gojo-sensei's understanding and support.

As Megumi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and his face turned into a scowl, you couldn't help but chuckle softly at his reaction. Despite the teasing from Gojo-sensei, there was a warmth in his words that filled you with a sense of comfort and belonging.

"Thanks, sensei," you whispered gratefully to the white-haired sorcerer.

Gojo-sensei grinned, giving you both a casual wave as he turned to leave. "No problem, kids. Just remember to keep it PG-13, alright?"

Megumi's scowl deepened, his cheeks burning even brighter with embarrassment. "You─"

But before Megumi could finish his protest, Gojo-sensei's mischievous grin widened, and he interrupted with a playful jab. "Ah, you've grown up! I can't wait to tell Genmei. Finally, our son's all grown up!"

You couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, the tension dissipating as Gojo-sensei's lighthearted banter eased the awkwardness of the moment. With a fond smile, you exchanged a glance with Megumi, silently grateful for the support and understanding they had received from their teacher.

As Gojo-sensei disappeared down the hallway, leaving you both standing there with a mix of embarrassment and amusement, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Despite the unexpected turn of events, you knew that you could count on Gojo-sensei to have their backs, even in the most unconventional of situations.

With a shared smile, you and Megumi made your way back to your dormitory, hand in hand, the warmth of your embrace serving as a reminder of the bond that had brought you together. And as you settled in for the night, surrounded by the comfort of each other's presence.

You don't know what challenges lie ahea'd the two of you.

But you knew you would face them together.

Because truly, that's all that truly matters.

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funfactory · 9 months

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im_theyeon

#fromis_9 #seoyeon #lee seoyeon #fromis 9 #t: photo #p: instagram update #ig: seoyeon #d: 230828 #oh my god fun factory era photos… crying #tht last pic is one of my faves of her ever

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heavenlycloud · 1 year

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the veil~ smau

pairing: huh yunjin x fem! reader, aespa 5th member fem! reader x huh yunjin

status: ongoing... ➸ 04/15/2022 // taglist OPEN

synopsis: making friends— that’s all you downloaded this new app for, that’s all the new app is supposed to be for. the original plan goes awry when you meet the girl that seems to be your perfect match.

genre: fluff, angst, crack, social media au, romance, comedy, strangers to lovers, idol au

starring: le sserafim, aespa, minji and hanni (new jeans), itzy, nana (woo-ah!), sieun (stayc), jurin (xg), shotaro (nct), heejin (loona), dosie (purple kiss), yeri (red velvet), felix (skz), gaeul (ive), somi, keeho (p1harmony), lily and haewon (nmixx), remi (cherry bullet), txt, lee chaeyoung (fromis_9), beomhan (fm entertainment), more

warnings: swearing, dirty jokes, lightly implied nsfw

fic notes: this is a work of fiction i made for fun just like my other works. i'm not assuming the sexualities, personalities, platonic/romantic relationships between any and all idols used in this fic. idols born after 2003 will not be frequently written in or directly involved with any romantic relationship/implied nsfw at any time.

author notes: this is my first smau!!! i've been wanting to make one for years and i finally found the motivation and confidence to do it. right now i haven't figured out an update schedule since i'm still in school, but i'll work on finding one if people actually want one. some chapters may be very text heavy opposed to tweets and messages just to contribute to the plot.

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before you begin please read the profiles, how it works, and introduction

profiles: the androids | the angels

how it works: the veil app

0. introduction: i got a match

i. one: hell froze over

ii. two: oh that bitch GAY

iii. three: the face of a cold blooded killer

iv. four: you think im cute? part ii. text + social media posts

v. five: hey bby gorl i want u

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banananutsmuthie · 10 months

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The Inaugural Writer's Meow Meow Mock Draft

Ok so I had a fun hypothetical with some fellow writers. The premise being: if there was a fantasy draft of girl group idols where each pick represents who you get to call your "Meow Meow" in the writer's discord and no one else can call them that, what would be your draft strategy? Would there be a lot of biases picked first? 3rd gen? 4th gen?

One of these idols went first in the draft. Can you guess who?

So I had a handful of writers who volunteered to be a part of a mock draft. A handful of other writers opted to watch. Seems like everyone had fun, which may lead to more of these.

Here are the rules: 7-team snake draft, 10 total rounds. Any 18+ GG idol.

The draft order (randomized):

@banananutsmuthie

@usedpidemo

@sinswithpleasure

@passingnotions

@chunksworld

@capslocked

@ggidolsmuts

The draft took a little longer than 2 hours. Hit that "Keep Reading" to see the final results. Comment who's team you liked most, the biggest surprises, what other writers you'd like to see in the next one, and who you thought should've been drafted!

Team BNS

Arin [OH MY GIRL] (1st overall)

Isa [STAYC] (14)

Tzuyu [Twice] (15)

Sullyoon [NMIXX] (28)

Mina [TWICE] (29)

Somi (42)

Gaeul [IVE] (43)

Ningning [aespa] (56)

Yeri [Red Velvet] (57)

Shuhua [(G)I-DLE] (70)

Team Pi

Yujin [IVE] (2)

Wonyoung [IVE] (13)

Yunjin [LSF] (16)

Minnie [(G)I-DLE] (27)

Eunbi (30)

Jihyo [TWICE] (41)

Xiaoting [Kep1er] (44)

Rei [IVE] (55)

Seola [WJSN] (58)

Wendy [Red Velvet] (69)

Team Sins

Winter [aespa] (3)

Nayeon [TWICE] (12)

Yuna [ITZY] (17)

Yena (26)

IU (31)

Jiheon [fromis_9] (40)

Hyunjin [LOONA] (45)

Choerry [LOONA OEC] (54)

Hyeju [LOONA] (59)

Jisun [fromis_9] (68)

Team Notions

Dahyun [TWICE] (4)

Yeoreum [WJSN] (11)

Jisoo [Blackpink] (18)

Jo Yuri (25)

Chaeryeong [ITZY] (32)

Sieun [STAYC] (39)

Yuqi [(G)I-DLE] (46)

Yeojin [LOONA] (53)

Chaeyoung [fromis_9] (60)

Chaeyoung [TWICE] (67)

Team Chunk

Hanni [NewJeans] (5)

Minji [NewJeans] (10)

Miyeon [(G)I-DLE] (19)

Chaewon [LSF] (24)

Kazuha [LSF] (33)

Seoyeon [fromis_9] (38)

Ryujin [ITZY] (47)

Chaehyun [Kep1er] (52)

Eunseo [WJSN] (61)

Dayeon [Kep1er] (66)

Team Caps

Sana [TWICE] (6)

Heejin [LOONA] (9)

Sakura [LSF] (20)

Yeji [ITZY] (23)

Minju (34)

Jinsoul [LOONA OEC] (37)

Saerom [fromis_9] (48)

Irene [Red Velvet] (51)

Luda [WJSN] (62)

Taeyeon [Girl's Generation] (65)

Team ddeun

Yubin [OH MY GIRL] (7)

Seulgi [Red Velvet] (8)

Nagyung [fromis_9] (21)

Nana [woo!ah!] (22)

Youngeun [Kep1er] (35)

Sohyun [tripleS] (36)

Karina [aespa] (49)

SinB [Viviz] (50)

Yeonhee [Rocket Punch] (63)

Yein (64)

#meow meow mock draft #update

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p-oisn · 2 months

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associate your moots with your fav song, now!!

HAIIII !!

@obrigados ♡

this is literally what cá's blog sounds like argue with the wall idk ...

@yeritos ♡

prettiest song for the prettiest blog ever ... this song has my heart doing flips ill tell you that ! it will forever be one of my favs

@minslune ♡

the way magnolia is sooo barbs coded ITS CRAZYY like my baby is the prettiest ever !!!

@wiotas ♡

glue song has ALWAYSS reminded me of leo !

@jkookologist ♡

idk i js love this song !! n it also js reminds me of teetee

@koosuvi ♡

i love this song n mar they're both my favourite things ever

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𓂂 ˳ — The Game Caterers 2 x HYBE ep.1-1 opening ceremony

𓂂 ˳ — The Game Caterers X HYBE is a television special of the variety series The Game Caterers featuring artists from HYBE. LE SSERAFIM were one of the artists who appeared on the special. The special aired on July 15, 2022 till July 31, 2022.

. ° ∅ ° — Hair color | Hair style | makeup

. ° ∅ ° — [ɪɴ ʙʀᴀᴄᴋᴇᴛꜱ] = ᴇᴅɪᴛᴏʀ'ꜱ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

Welcome to HYBE Company’s picnic! On a hot summer day with the sun shining brightly without a cloud to be seen, HYBE is having a picnic today with six HYBE groups to play games and have fun!

The six girls of LE SSERAFIM are now ready to go out of their waiting room. They are wearing red tops with different designs, Eden is wearing a red crop top with white cargo pants.

“It’s so hot.” Kazuha said fanning herself.

“Right, I want to drink ice Americano.” Yunjin added, a girl who loves drinking ice Americano.

“Okay, everyone get ready in one minute. As soon as you go out, there’s a bunch of cameras filming you, so please be conscious of your moves, the way you speak and how you interact with the other idols. So basically everything.” Their main manager once again reminded them to avoid causing trouble.

“Okay!…” the girls replied and get up off their seats.

Eden is holding a small white fan, she took deep and heavy breath before they went out of their waiting area. As soon as they went out to the filming area, they started greeting all of the staffs they past by with a smile on their faces as they were the first ones to arrive.

The camera caught Eden looking like an absolute princess while greeting everyone.

[ HYBE’s Princess in real life! Insert slow-mo walking ]

“Woah woah woah we get a tent.” Eden said full of energy, “this is perfect.” Sakura added on.

“I’m so nervous.” Eunchae said while clinging her arms to Eden.

“Oh, it’s Na Pd-nim! I’m finally seeing him, oh my gosh.” Eden says excitingly when she him not far from them. while covering her mouth with both of her hands. Eden is a huge fan of the Game Caterers and Na pd, She thinks he is funny and has enjoyed watching his shows.

“We’re the first ones.” Sakura said roaming her eyes around the area.

“Look at her.” Yunjin pointed at the amazed Eden looking around the filming area.

“eonni-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ.” Eunchae laughed at the older girl and followed by the rest of the girls.

“What? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ.” She laughed at herself too and tried to calm down herself because she’s getting excited.

As they reach their tent, Yunjin noticed a cooler in the back, “wait there’s a cooler behind the table.”

“Is there anything in it?” Eden asked putting her fan down and walking over to the cooler.

“Is it ice cream?” Eunchae asked walking over to the cooler too.

Yunjin opened the cooler, “huh?” Yunjin looks at Eden confused. “There’s only cold water in it.”

Eden shrugged, “Maybe it’s for one of the games.” She guessed.

“Let’s guess the game.” Yunjin and Chaewon said at the same time. Setting down on their seats, While the rest of the other girls were trying to guess the game, Eden saw of one of her closest friend in HYBE make his way to the filming area. She waved both of her hands, the other group did the same thing and greeted the rest of the girls.

“Long time no see.” Yeonjun said patting his friend’s shoulder as his group proceeded to their seats, and bid goodbye to her for the meantime.

The remaining group’s Seventeen, Enhypen, and Fromis_9 appear in the same order as Hwang Min Hyun comes out along with Seventeen, Baekho already at their tent, and Lee hyun comes out last as the three of them make a team.

Then the girls heard Na pd-nim on the loudspeaker, “Since you all are here before we start, we want you to do an entrance ceremony. Each team will enter one by one. You can take some time now to coordinate what you will be doing. Don’t worry! There is no pressure!” He said reassuringly.

Then the girls started planning.

“Do you think it’s Fearless?” Yunjin ask.

Eden nodded, “I’m sure of it is.”

“Then we should do the chores with some flare.” Chaewon suggested, they saw the other groups practicing.

“Ahh…this is a lot of pressure.” Sakura said as she stressed out, “You must bet your life on this!” Eunchae teased her,

“Guys, this isn’t a big deal; let’s just show them what we can do.” Eden said simply, but of course, this is a competition. So they just ignored her.

“But we gotta look cool here.” Chaewon argued.

“Ooo, Zuha, you can do a ballerina move.” Yunjin suggested.

Eden gave up trying to calm everyone down, joining the conversation. “What part of the song are we doing?” She asked.

“Eden eonni, you should be the center!” Kazuha said.

“Should I?” She asked the group, and they all agreed. If LE SSERAFIM wanted to look cool, Eden was the person to go to. Then the girls finished the final details of their “performance.”

“Alright, is everyone ready?” Na pd asks, all of the groups replied yes.

“First of all, the first team…Fromis_9!” Na pd said as everyone clapped and cheered as the girls began with the move they practiced in the forest.

“Wooooahhh!!!” Eden cheered the loudest as she stood up from her seat after their performance was complete, making the staff behind them and the girls laugh.

Next were TOMORROW X TOGETHER ( txt ) as they remained seated when their song good boy gone bad started playing, they got up to pushed the tables down and began running to the field doing all of types of things.

“Woahhhh!” Eden and Yunjin said at the same time covering their mouth with their hands. Next were Enhypen as they started stepping forward a few steps until blessed-cursed started to play and began free styling to the middle. “Wooo!” Eden cheered them on along with members of Seventeen and TXT. Enhypen finished their dance everyone clapped. As Jay of Enhypen started arguing with TXT as Seventeen’s song began playing.

“Why are we going after them?” Chaewon said, “What do we do?” Eunchae said nervously too.

Seventeen began their entrance after a few deep breaths while bringing fans along with them, one big, and the rest small, “woooo!” Eden cheered them on while putting her hands beside her mouth to make her sound louder while the groups that have already went cheered them on too. As their new song hot started to play, the members started fanning one member as the group’s next song played and Eden started clapping along with them.

“This is more nerve racking than our debut!” Kazuha said with her hand on her chest to calm down her breathing.

The rest of LE SSERAFIM agreed, except for Eden, sitting there calmly and smiling.

“Let’s just have fun, okay?” Eden said with a smile, “I’m sure they will like it.” She added hopefully. Eden felt a little pressure being the center but didn’t want the girls to know about it.

Now it was LE SSERAFIM’s turn.

“Leader-nim hold the banner.” Eden said suggested to Chaewon, and she nodded.

“Let me remind you again, this is just a picnic.” Na pd said.

“That doesn’t help our nerves!” Eden yelled at the Pd and sent him a glare making everyone laughed.

Eden stood looking confident as she stood in between Chaewon and Sakura, the staff called out their group’s name. Eden’s look changed almost immediately. As their debut track began to play, they started to walk confidently especially Eden. Eden stopped at the whole line, once the music stopped and their group name was heard. Eden did a one-legged back tuck to a full, followed Kazuha showing off her flexibility as all the other groups clapped and yelled in shocked. The girls finished it off with their dance to fearless with Eden in the middle.

. ° ∅ ° — { other idols reaction to Eden }

TOMORROW X TOGETHER ( txt )

Soobin: wow, Eden is really good!

Yeonjun: Wooo! Go Eden!!!

Hueingkai, Beomgyu, and Taehyun yelled: wowww you are awesome!!!

FROMIS_9

Jisun and Seoyeon cheered loudly for them.

“Wow they are really good!” Nagyung said with a surprised face.

“Eden, she’s so pretty and cool!” Hayoung said clapping.

“Her confidence is on other level! It’s so different from a second ago. She’s good!” Said the leader of the group, Saerom.

Jiwon couldn’t stop staring at her, and blushed at her beauty.

Jiheon thought that Eden was really cool.

. ° ∅ ° — { The rest of the idols reacted pretty much the same in this video }

After LE SSERAFIM did their entrance, they introduced themselves. “Hello, we are LE SSERAFIM-ibnida!” The other groups clapped for them.

“How’s the promotion going so far?” Na pd asked the six girls.

“It’s fun. We really are having fun because we got to see our fans every time we perform, and hear their cheer.” Chaewon answered with sincere.

“Is this your first full day shoot of variety show—wait ㅋㅋㅋㅋ-Eden-ssi, why are you looking at me like that?” Na pd asked which made everyone’s attention to Eden.

“She’s been smiling so widely since she got here, and she’s too focused on me, I feel so pressured.” Na pd said, Eden just laughed while shaking her head.

“She’s just a fan, Pd-nim. She really likes this show so much.” Sakura explained for Eden.

“Ani~I’m a fan of yours. I’m not a celebrity.” Na pd is now getting embarrassed with his ears getting red.

“You are a celebrity to me.” Eden teasingly throw a little wink at him but end up laughing at herself too.

On the other hand, the other idols are being whipped by Eden. They have been seeing Eden’s reaction since they stopped in the middle and laughing.

“She’s so cute.” Mingyu said while laughing softly.

“She really looked so excited, look at her eyes.” Dino said laughing, pointing at her.

“We heard that LE SSERAFIM are full of talented people-”

“We have three former members of Izone, Eden, Sakura and Chaewon who have debuted for the second time. Kazuha was a ballerina. Yunjin was an opera singer and Eunchae memorized your debut song in 10 minutes.”

[ HYBE really knows how to collect talent! ]

“Wow…”

“They are indeed a talented group.”

“Legends.”

What Na pd said received a couple of compliments not just from the other artists but also from the staff in front of the of girls which made them shy a little bit.

“Is that right?” Na pd asked them.

“Nae!” The girls answered and giggled.

“Wow…we are really looking forward to you today. Let’s have fun!” They all clapped again and now the girls move to the side.

As the highlight of it all, the TT team began walking when love me by Nu’est began playing holding up finger hearts, and then holding up a finger in the air when Lee hyun’s song played.

“Wow…really looks like an…” Eden began, unsure of how to continue her sentence without sounding too mean but the editors took the words right out of her mouth.

[ like an election campaign ]

“Stop the song! Stop the song please!” Lee Hyun sounded desperate. He won’t get a break today will he, Eden thought.

The idols, however, continued their swaying, now opting to close their eyes and really basking in the beauty that is Lee Hyun’s voice.

The girls cheered, holding in their giggles at how uncomfortable the trio looked in the middle of all of them.

“Now the HYBE picnic has officially begun!”

Everyone cheered loudly.

“That was the 95% of the opening ceremony. We only have 5% left…!”

Eden tilted her head to the right, “That wasn’t it?” She whispered to Kazuha, who shrugged her shoulders.

“eonni, just smile and nod.” She whispered back and Eden held back a laugh.

“For the opening address, he claims that he provided the foundation, if SM has Kangta, then HYBE has Lee Hyun…” Na pd announced.

They laughed in delight as they listened to Lee Hyun’s very inspiring address, many falling to their knees from the atmosphere.

“Let’s go!”

Eden watched suspiciously as the staff members rolled coolers to the middle of the field, “What is that?!”

“You might end up breaking your band.” Na pd said, and the first episode of HYBE x The Game Caterers came to its end.

Eden’s taglist; @billboard-singer @eisa-core @skzinka @txt-yaomi @stealanity @seolboba @cosmicwintr

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