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Wilful Misfortune
Karina & Winter x Ex Trainee F!Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol, Break-Ups, Depression, Isolation, Social Anxiety, Car Accidents, Hospitals, Suicidal Thoughts, Mentions of Death
Word Count: 10.7k
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A content smile graced your lips as you leaned back against Jimin’s chest, basking in the golden glow of the sun that flooded through the window. Her arms wrapped securely around your waist, face nuzzled into the crook of your neck as you simply enjoyed the rare opportunity to just be with one another. Neither of you paid much attention to the movie that played in the background, far too engrossed in one another. “God, I missed this,” Jimin sighed blissfully, lips brushing against your skin as she spoke. Grinning broadly, you laid your head on her shoulder, meeting her gentle gaze. “Me too, I can’t remember the last time we did this,” you mumbled, lips jutting out in a pout.
“I’m sorry, I’ve just been so busy lately,” Jimin frowned apologetically, fingers toying with the fabric of the hoodie you wore, her hoodie to be precise. “It’s not your fault,” you smiled, bringing a hand up to caress her cheek in understanding. “I know, but I just wish I had more time with you.” She huffed, unconsciously leaning further into your touch. “Anything you give me is enough,” you assured, brushing the pad of your thumb over her cheek. “Still,” she insisted, dropping her head back to the crook of your neck with a regretful sigh. Your brows pinched at the sight, awkwardly shifting on the couch as you twisted to face her. “I knew what I was doing when I agreed to date you Jimin, and I wouldn’t dare change a thing.” You declared, forcing her to meet your determined gaze.
“Even when we can’t spend time with each other for months?” Jimin questioned in mild disbelief, suddenly overcome by a river of doubts that flooded her mind. “Even then.” You said, wasting no time before shutting down her concerns. “Why?” She uttered weakly, tone laced with uncertainty. “Because I love you,” you breathed out, the words rolling off your tongue with ease. Jimin couldn’t help the smile that naturally quirked at her lips upon hearing those words, her eyes softening by tenfold. “Besides, moments like these are worth it. Every minute I get to spend with you makes up for all the lost time,” you whispered, playfully nudging your nose against hers. Scrunching her face up and releasing an airy chuckle, Jimin pressed her forehead to yours.
“I love you so much,” she confessed, lips barely brushing against yours as her eyes fluttered shut. You grinned, eagerly surging forward to connect your lips, hands clutching her shoulders for support. Jimin smiled against your lips, heart thrashing wildly against her ribs, warmth blooming in her chest. Pulling back with a breathless giggle, you quickly pecked her lips before curling up against her. Chuckling, she carefully snaked her arms around your waist, pressing her lips to the side of your head as she began to gently comb a hand through your hair. You comfortably tucked your head into the crook of her neck, nose nuzzling against her soft skin. Jimin happily sunk further into the couch cushions, settling comfortably below you.
The familiar creak of a door followed by light footfall had the two of you glancing up in curiosity. Neither of you bothered to move, her members already used to the two of you lazing around on off days. “Hey Minjeong,” Jimin greeted casually as the younger girl rounded the corner. The latter merely nodded her head in acknowledgement before meeting your eyes, gaze turning hostile as she stared between the two of you. Minjeong rolled her eyes as you sent her smile, strolling off without a word. Jimin turned to you with a sympathetic frown, hating the way your smile faltered. She studied the way your eyes followed Minjeong hopefully, sighing as the flicker of hope faded and your eyes dulled.
“You okay baby?” Jimin asked, brows furrowing as you reluctantly turned to meet her gaze. Nodding your head slowly, you sent her a reassuring smile, one that didn’t quite reach your eyes. Truth be told, the leader never managed to uncover the reason behind Minjeong’s evident hatred for you. Back in her trainee days, she recalled the two of you being closer than Jimin was to either of you. Always joined at the hip and giggling about some nonsense no one else seemed to understand. You shared a bond like no other, but now, Minjeong couldn’t even hear your name without scowling. These days you always looked saddened around the younger, but also hopeful, wordlessly holding your hand out to a friendship that Minjeon had slammed the door on years ago.
“Talk to me,” Jimin urged, sitting up as she adjusted you in her lap. “It’s nothing,” you muttered with a sigh, glancing wistfully at the window. “You know you can tell me anything,” your girlfriend persuaded, reaching up to grasp your chin between her thumb and forefinger. “I know, I just- Can we just cuddle?” You asked, forehead creased in a frown as you stared pleadingly into her chocolate brown orbs. “Of course,” she agreed in a heartbeat, not wanting to push further. “It’s been a while since we watched the sunset together,” Jimin mumbled as she pulled you closer, easily distracting you from the previous interaction. As far as Jimin knew, neither you nor her understood why Minjeong had begun to loathe you in the first place.
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It was early the next morning when you awoke a painfully dry throat that longed for relief. Sleepily rubbing your eyes, you reluctantly slipped from Jimin’s warm hold, quietly padding towards the kitchen. You shuffled through the threshold, making a beeline for the fridge, happily gulping down a bottle of cold water. Once your thirst was quenched, you abruptly spun on your heel, yelping in surprise at the sight of Minjeong standing before you. She shot you an unimpressed stare, shoulder nudging yours with force as she brushed past you with a scoff. “Minjeong-ah,” you trailed off, features tainted with confliction as you stared after her. “Winter,” she corrected sharply, refusing to meet your gaze as she busied herself in the fridge.
You tilted your head in confusion, brows pinched, flinching as she harshly slammed the fridge door shut harshly. “Only my friends call me Minjeong,” she uttered, voice so cold it was unfamiliar. Your heart ached in your chest, lips sucked between your teeth. “I thought we were friends Min,” you uttered weakly, mind jumping back to a time in which the girl before you was always by your side. When you’d sworn to stay best friends forever, even if you didn’t have the luxury of debuting together, you still had your dreams, pinkies linked in a promise. “You thought wrong,” Minjeong grits out, fists tightly clenched by her side. “Please just tell me what I did wrong,” you begged, almost certain it was the millionth time you’d asked this question.
Rolling her eyes for the nth time, Minjeong picked up her plated food, storming towards the living room. “Please, Minjeong,” you pleaded, catching her by the arm. Her eyes narrowed as she glared down at your firm grip on her wrist, ripping her arm from your grasp. “It’s worse that you don’t even care enough to remember,” she huffed, nostrils flared and features hardened as she trudged away. Sighing, you ran a hand through your hair in frustration, lips pursed as your gaze followed her. For someone who was once your best friend, you couldn’t recall the last time you’d had a civil conversation. One day you woke up and the younger girl was no longer by your side, but rather going to great lengths to stray as far away from you as possible.
She was suddenly cold and disinterested, brushing you off any chance she got. Never replying to texts and barely muttering more than a few harsh words to you. Losing your best friend was a pain like no other, constantly seeing her only made it harder. She was always just out of reach, teasingly dangled before you but never truly there, not for you at least. You hated whenever the thought poisoned your mind, but it was admittedly suspicious that her sudden hatred only began a mere day after Jimin had asked you out. Minjeong wasn’t like that, she would never end a friendship over something so foolish. She would’ve talked to you, that’s what you hoped all this time. But it seemed she only grew closer to Jimin with each passing day she pushed herself further from you.
You didn’t want to believe Minjeong may have feelings for the leader, it was a truth you were unprepared for.
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It was mid afternoon when Jimin sat down with her fellow members, hands undeniably shaky as she fought off her nerves. “Spit it out already, you’re scaring us,” Aeri blurted out, uncomfortable with the tense silence that loomed over them. “Is it something bad?” Yizhuo questioned with a small pout adorning her lips, brows furrowed in concern. “No, nothing bad,” their leader assured, breathing out a shaky sigh. “Is it about Y/n? I haven’t seen you this anxious since you asked her to be your girlfriend.” The main rapper observed, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Minjeong who sat quietly on the couch clenched her jaw at the mere mention of your name. Gulping harshly, Jimin nodded hesitantly, ignoring the teasing remarks that flew past Aeri’s lips.
“Listen, Y/n and I’s anniversary is coming up soon and I really wanna do something special,” Jimin confessed, anxiously toying with her sleeve at the thought. “You guys are so cute,” Yizhuo gushed, a fond smile tugging at her lips. “Everything has to be perfect for her,” their leader muttered with a determined grin, eyes filled with adoration for you. “You’re such a sap,” Aeri teased, but smiled nonetheless. “I was wondering if you guys would be willing to help,” Jimin asked carefully, gaze briefly flickering to Minjeong, who stared blankly at the window. “Of course!” The youngest exclaimed with a cheerful grin. “We’d be happy to help-” “No. Absolutely not.” Minjeong broke her silence, cutting the rapper off with her firm refusal.
“Minjeong-ah..” Yizhuo trailed off, gently grasping at her arm. Minjeong tugged her arm away harshly, crossing them over her chest defensively. “I’m not fucking helping with anything to do with her,” the short haired girl seethed, eyes alight with a burning rage. “It won’t be that bad, for Jimin-” Aeri attempted to convince her, but she was beyond that. “No. I hate that bitch, I’m not going anywhere near her,” Minjeong grumbled, glaring at the floor beneath her. “Minjeong! Don’t be rude,” Aeri scolded in disbelief, looking at the younger as if she’d grown a second head. “I don’t give a fuck,” she swore, shoulders tense as she rose to her feet, storming out of the room. “I’ll talk to her,” Yizhuo offered, sending Jimin an apologetic smile.
“Don’t worry, I’ll handle it,” the eldest finally spoke up, fists clenched by her sides as she sauntered after the younger, eyes scarily dark. Upon reaching Minjeong’s room, Jimin stepped inside, slamming the door shut behind her. Startled, the younger glanced up, scoffing at the sight of her glaring leader. “Would you care to explain what the fuck that was?” Jimin questioned harshly, fueled by a protective rage. “I don’t have to explain myself,” Minjeong huffed, crossing her legs as she raised a condescending brow. “Y/n might let that bullshit slide, but I won’t,” the leader fumed, eyes narrowed as she stared down at the younger expectantly. “So explain,” Jimin demanded, hand resting at her hip.
“No,” Minjeong refused, hands balled into fists. “If not to me, then to Y/n. She deserves that much,” Jimin grits out, taking a menacing step closer. The short haired girl only adamantly shook her head, averting her gaze to the wall. “I don’t even understand why you’re so mad at her, none of us do.” Jimin cried out, running a hand through her hair in frustration. “I hate her!” Minjeong suddenly yelled, startling the elder. “Why?” Jimin asked, mildly irritated by constantly running in circles. “Because I just do!” The younger girl yelled again, a barely noticeable crack in her voice, but the leader caught it. “She misses you,” Jimin tried a softer approach, watching as Minjeong’s walls began to crumble. “I hate her-” Minjeong’s voice broke as she finally met her leader's gaze, eyes brimming with tears.
“It’s her fault,” Minjeong sniffled, no longer having the energy to shout. “She doesn’t know what she did, but I know she’s sorry,” Jimin attempted to mend your broken friendship. “Y/n loves you,” the leader pushed further, trying to garner a reaction. “If she loves me, then she should leave me alone,” the short haired girl huffed, turning her back to Jimin. “I hate that I have to see her in our dorms, hear her name everyday, you all talk about how amazing she is but I fucking hate her,” Minjeong grit out in a whisper, a stay tear rolling down her cheek. The younger scoffed lightly, her emotions all bubbling over at once after years of suppression. “Minjeong, what really happened between the two of you?” Jimin asked gently, forgetting about her role as your girlfriend, but rather being a good friend to her closest member.
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3 years ago
It was a late one summer evening when you ungraciously stumbled through the halls of the trainee dorms at SM Entertainment. The blindingly bright grin that adorned your lips almost concealed the tears that endlessly cascaded down your rosy cheeks as you sniffled. You willed yourself to remain smiling as you rose your tightly clenched fist to rap against the familiar door. It swung open mere seconds later, Minjeong appearing before you with a cheery grin that faded as she caught sight of your tears that glistened in the sunlight. Her brows furrowed as she ushered you inside, slamming the door shut before turning to you in concern. She gently swiped at your dampened cheeks with the pad of her thumb, lips jutting out in a pout.
“What happened Y/n?” She questioned, reaching out to grasp your hand in support. “Nothing,” you shook your head, smiling uncharacteristically wide. Minjeong’s forehead creased in a frown at your words, giving your hand a gentle squeeze of encouragement as you hiccupped. She watched as your walls began to crumble, eyes filling with fresh tears as you gazed into her chocolate brown orbs that swirled with care. “I didn’t make it Min,” you uttered weakly, lip quivering. “What do you mean?” She asked in confusion, mind travelling far and wide. “They pulled me from the line-up,” you murmured, the words finally beginning to sink in. “They what?” Minjeong whispered in disbelief, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill.
“We’re not gonna debut together,” you continued, staring blankly ahead in realisation. Your best friend shook her head rapidly in doubt, wishing it were a nightmare she’d wake up from any second now. But her dream never came true, your loose grasp on her hand a reminder of the harsh reality she was faced with. “I don’t know what to do Minjeong,” you stuttered out weakly, eyes glassy. “This is my whole life,” you admitted, staring at the younger in mild horror. “I wasted my entire life only to end up failing,” you stated, realisation washing over you like a bucket of ice cold water. “That’s not true,” she huffed, desperately trying to salvage what was left of this hopeless dream.
“There’s always the next group, or other companies-” She argued, but to no avail. “Stop it Minjeong, it’s hopeless,” you mumbled in defeat. “Let’s face it, I’m not good enough. I never will be,” you spoke monotonous, but she knew you were broken. “Please don’t say that,” she begged, her bottom lip trembling. “Minjeong-ah?” You asked gently, lacing your fingers with hers. She merely hummed in response, mind searching for any possible solution. “Can we just pretend like everything’s normal?” You pleaded with the younger, wanting to forget about the overwhelming situation and just go back to how things were. “Sure,” Minjeong agreed without missing a beat, for there was nothing else she could do for you.
“You get the soju, and I’ll pick a movie,” you proposed. “Pick a good movie,” Minjeong demanded with a sniffle, acting as though everything was fine was the least she could do. Taking the time to wipe her tears as she pulled the soju out from its hiding place, she padded towards you with a believable smile. “What’d you pick?” She questioned eagerly, plopping down by your side on the bed. She groaned when you showed her the screen, “you know I prefer action!” She exclaimed at your choice but you merely smiled innocently. Minjeong huffed, crossing her arms over her chest with the shake of her head. “I thought I told you to pick a good movie,” she grumbled under her breath, enjoying the sound of your laughter that followed. Just like normal.
You only managed to get halfway through the film before the both of you began to drunkenly giggle as you pulled silly faces at one another. A content smile falling on your lips as the younger girl pointed at you in a fit of laughter, bottles of soju laying discarded on the floor. Her cackles began to die down upon noticing your regretful expression. “What’s wrong?” She hiccuped, forehead creased in a frown. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise,” you mumbled apologetically, glancing at the roof thoughtfully. “What do you mean?” She grumbled, brows furrowed cutely. “I’m sorry we can’t debut together, it’s my fault.” You sighed, Minjeong’s lips jutting out in a pout at your words.
“Let’s make a new promise!” She cheered in excitement, clumsily crawling towards you. You hummed thoughtfully, turning to face her outstretched pinky that hovered before your face, linking yours with hers without hesitation. “Let’s promise to be best friends forever!” Minjeong grinned, eyes lit up with joy and cheeks flushed from the alcohol. You reflected her smile with one of your own features softening at the proposal. Just as you were about to pull apart, she gripped your hand tightly in her own, brows sewn in doubt. “I don’t want this promise to ever break,” she mumbled, lips pursed pensively. “How do we make sure what happened last time never happens again?” Minjeong asked, fearful of yet another broken promise.
Her gaze briefly dropped to your lips before travelling back to your eyes, leaving her to blink in surprise at the bizarre thought that crossed her mind. “Minjeong-ah,” you whispered dazedly, suddenly acutely aware of how her face was only mere inches from yours, the way her eyes kept flickering to your lips as she edged closer. She tilted her head in wonder, chocolate brown orbs sparked with a dangerous curiosity as tension lingered between your lips. “Can I try something Y/n?” Minjeong whispered, your eyes filled with uncertainty, but the second she met your gaze it all washed away. So you nodded, nose nudging against hers before her lips were barely brushing against yours in an innocent peck.
Her glossy pink lips moved hesitantly against yours in a clumsy kiss, hand blindly searching for yours. You felt the younger quirk a smile as her hand found yours, fingers lacing together as you grasped tightly at one another's hands. Her eagerness to deepen the kiss could only be described as uncoordinated bliss when her tongue hesitantly swiped across your lips, nose bumping yours. She basked in the taste of your strawberry chapstick, before pulling away with a breathless chuckle. “What’s so funny?” You asked, sporting a nervous smile. “I was just thinking about how I won’t be needing to borrow any of your chapstick anymore,” Minjeong hummed with a mischievous grin.
You furrowed your brows in confusion, staring at her inquisitively. “I can just do this instead,” she surged forward rather clumsily, lips meeting yours in an greedy kiss. You shied away from her gaze as she pulled back, cheeks dusted pink. “Are you blushing Y/n?” She exclaimed with a teasing smirk, leaning closer for further inspection. “It’s the alcohol,” you defended with a pout, but nothing could prevent the teasing that was to come. Your ‘best friend’ poked fun at you for a while longer before her lips eventually found yours again. While this was far from normal, it was something you could definitely get used to.
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Minjeong’s gaze flickered around the quaint cafe nervously, excitement shining in her eyes. She cupped her perspiring palms around the ice cold cup in order to stop herself from inevitably fiddling as she anxiously awaited your arrival. She hadn't seen you since that fateful night, but her mind never left the moment, trapped in an endless loop of the hazy memory. Her heart thrashed wildly against her ribs at the mere thought, chest tightening as bells chimed, signalling the entrance of a customer. Glancing up hopefully, Minjeong was disappointed to find a group of uniformed students giggling as they stumbled inside, a tired sigh escaping her parted lips. The immense longing she had for you was driving her insane.
A light tap on her shoulder startled the younger girl, a yelp flying past her lips as she whipped her head around in surprise. “Y/n!” She cheered, breathing out a sigh of relief. The moment she laid her eyes upon you, it felt as though everything fell into place, a smile quirking at her lips, heart coming to a slow. “I missed you,” you muttered, wrapping her up in a hug that lasted not nearly long enough. Only a week had passed, but the younger swore you looked far brighter, the smile never leaving your face. Perhaps taking a step back from training was leading you in the right direction. “How’ve you been?” Minjeong asked, pushing over the iced drink she’d been cradling, it was your favourite.
“Really good,” you breathed out, a sincere smile settling on her face at your words. “The first few days were hard,” you admitted, forehead creasing into a frown at the thought. “But then I got thinking, and that stupid movie we watched last week popped into my head.” You smiled, recalling the night that had Minjeong caught in an endless spiral of feelings for you. “Watching it made me happier, especially when I was with my favourite person.” Minjeong felt heat rising to her cheeks at your words, a hopeful grin adorning her lips. “It inspired me, I want to be able to have that kind of effect on people. And I thought, what better way to reach people than through a screen?” The younger raised an inquisitive brow at your statement.
“I think I want to pursue a career in acting,” you proudly announced, taking a nervous sip at your drink as you awaited her reaction. “I mean why waste all the PR training?” You joked. “Really? That’s amazing, I’m happy for you Y/n, I know you’ll make a great actress.” Minjeong smiled encouragingly, reaching across the table to grasp your hand. “I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you, I couldn’t have done any of this without you!” You confessed, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. “I’ll be by your side for this new journey too,” Minjeong promised, a shiver running down her spine as you ran the pad of your thumb over her hand. “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you grinned, eyes crinkling into crescents.
“Aside from this exciting new development, what else happened?” Minjeong questioned with a knowing smile, your head tilting in confusion. “I know you, Y/n. And I don’t think I’ve seen you this happy in a long time..” She trailed off, a curious smile tugging at her lips as she tightened her grip on your hand hopefully. “Oh right!” You exclaimed, carefully picking up the flowers that lay discarded on the table, Minjeong wasn’t sure how she hadn't noticed them earlier. You raised them to your nose, softly inhaling their intoxicating scent as you admired their beauty with a look of adoration. “Well, Jimin unnie visited me a couple days ago,” you began with a giddy smile, Minjeong’s heart dropping to her stomach as she finally recognised the look in your eyes.
“She was just checking in on me at first, but then she started visiting everyday..” You continued, Minjeong’s smile gradually fading as yours grew wider with every word. “She confessed to me Minjeong, it was adorable how nervous she was!” You gushed, fingers twiddling with the bouquet. The younger let her grip on your hand loosen, blinking in mild confusion as you kept chatting away animatedly. “I was sceptical at first, I didn’t want to rush into anything in my current state. But Minjeong she’s been so good to me,” you released a blissful sigh, recalling your moments with your former fellow trainee. Too enraptured by thoughts of Jimin, you barely even noticed as Minjeong’s hand began to slip from your grasp, grip growing weaker with each passing second.
“She never pushed me, or expected anything, she was just there for me.” You raved about the older with a love sick smile, one that made Minjeong feel dizzy. But this time it wasn’t out of her adoration for you, but from the pain of feeling her heart shatter into a million irreparable shards. “I really like her. She makes me feel safe, and comfortable, but also nervous all at the same time.” You confessed, grinning at your phone as it began to buzz, the younger girl didn’t need to ask who it was, the shine in your eyes told her all she needed to know. While she’d been obsessing over you all week, you’d been doing the exact same thing, but only for someone else.
Minjeong plastered a faux smile on her face as you stood to take the call, excusing yourself from the table. She stared blankly at the bouquet of white lilies, swallowing harshly as she heard you gleefully talking into your phone. Perhaps the kiss you had shared was a dream, Minjeong shut down the thought upon recalling the sweet taste of your lips that now left her feeling nothing but bitter. Her hands curled into fists as thoughts of that night flooded her mind, something that had once brought her nothing but happiness was now the fuel to her growing rage. A scoff escaped her lips as she took one last glance at you, rather than delight, she felt contempt at the sight of your blindingly bright smile.
By the time you ended the call, Minjeong had vacated the table and your friendship.
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“I loved her so much, but I guess she never felt the same,” Minjeong whispered, bringing her hand up to swipe away the fresh tears. Jimin found herself at a loss for words, having listened intently to the whole story, her jaw hanging open in shock. “Minjeongie,” was all she managed to utter before pulling her into a comforting hug, still stunned speechless. This wasn’t just anyone they were talking about, it was you, her Y/n. Jimin didn’t know what to say, she didn’t even know what to think, all she knew was that Minjeong needed her right now. “I’m sorry for getting you wrapped up in this,” the younger sniffled, pulling back to wipe her tears once more.
“Shhh, don’t apologise. Just let me be there for you,” Jimin proposed, frowning at the sight of Minjeong’s red and puffy eyes. The younger hesitantly nodded her head, allowing herself to properly open herself up for the first time since your friendship ended. The leader spent the next few days fussing over her member, she felt somewhat guilty for the events that had transpired all those years ago. It seemed that Minjeong was just as hurt as she was that day in the cafe, all her pent up emotions suddenly escaping as she finally had the chance to vent. She let herself open up to Jimin, leaning on the older girl for support, bringing the two far closer. But there wasn’t a moment that passed in which Jimin’s mind wasn’t filled with thoughts of you.
She wanted to talk to you, but god what would she say? She was supposed to be mad at you. How could you kiss Minjeong and then start dating her all in the same week? You hurt her best friend beyond repair, she couldn’t understand how you would do something so cruel, not when you were the kindest soul she knew. Nothing made sense anymore, and she found herself beginning to question your entire relationship, burdened with a seed of doubt that was now permanently planted in her mind. Jimin wasn’t sure whether she really knew you anymore, the Y/n that hurt Minjeong wasn’t the one she asked to be her girlfriend. Jimin began to wonder if she ever really knew you.
Sucking her lips between her teeth, the leader unconsciously began to gnaw at the skin. So deep in thought, Jimin almost failed to notice the familiar ringtone that bounced from the walls of her dark room, curtains shutting out any light. She glanced at the glowing screen with a frown, an exhausted sigh escaping her lips. It had been days since you’d seen each other, she hadn’t bothered to check any of your messages after hearing Minnjeong’s story. But you never stopped calling, you’d always attempt to check in on her at least once a day. A part of her wished you’d give up and save you both from the pain, but her heart longed for the opposite. She was so incredibly mad and confused, yet she still loved you, but she couldn’t bring herself to answer, not yet.
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You sat cooped up in your room, knees tucked into your chest and back pressed against the cold wall. Staring down at your phone, you read over the numerous unanswered messages you’d sent to Jimin in the past few weeks. You hated feeling burdensome, it was never your intention to bother the idol, you just wanted to at least know that she was doing okay. Although a news article could probably give you more information than your girlfriend would right now. You constantly worried over Jimin’s wellbeing, wanting to be a shoulder for her to lean on whenever the weight of being a leader became unbearable. But perhaps she’d finally gotten sick of all your nagging. Left without any explanations regarding her sudden avoidance, you were left to overthink all the possible scenarios that may have led to this.
You racked your brain day and night for anything you did to upset her, but to no avail. Eventually you stopped calling, things clearly weren’t changing, and you didn’t know how many more ignored texts you could handle. As much as you longed to stop by the dorms and make sure she was okay, you dreaded the idea just as much. If she were to be fine after weeks without you, you weren’t sure it was something you were ready to face. Having Jimin ignore you out of spite or upset was one thing, but if she really had moved on, it wasn’t a reality you could even bear to imagine. You held out hope for your love that had faced too many hardships to give up this easily, but it didn’t stop your insecurities from getting the best of you. It was part of the reason you couldn’t bring yourself to continuously call her any longer.
However, today was different. In the time that had passed, it had gradually crept closer to the date of your anniversary. Something you refused to ignore no matter how much Jimin avoided you. Today was too special to be dismissed, so with a hopeful sigh, you hesitantly reached for your discarded. Your fingers trembled as you tapped at the screen, hovering over Jimin’s contact with brewing anxiousness. The second your finger connected with the dimmed screen, instant regret washed over you like a bucket of ice cold water. You held your breath in anticipation, chest tightening as the dial tone taunted you the longer it resounded throughout the painfully silent room. “Please pick up,” you whispered into the silence, eyes squeezed tightly shut in suspense.
A near silent scoff escaped your lips as the dial tone came to an abrupt halt. She didn’t answer..
“Hello?” Jimin’s hesitant voice whispered into the microphone instantly lifting all the weight from atop your chest. “Y/n?” She called out, your eyes fluttering shut upon hearing your name effortlessly roll off the top of her tongue. It’d been far too long since you’d hear her soothing voice. “Hey,” you managed to croak out, voice concerningly raspy. “How have you been?” She asked, tone laced with an undisguisable guilt. Your features hardened as the idiotic question crackled through the speaker, forehead creasing into a frown. “How have I been?” You repeated incredulously, grip on the device tightening by tenfold. “Did you really just ask me that? It’s been weeks Jimin where the fuck have you been?” You questioned in disbelief, an indescribably rage overcoming you after being blatantly ignored.
“I’m sorry,” was all Jimin uttered, releasing a heavy sigh as she stared at the blank wall ahead. “Is that all you have to say?” You asked, an empty chuckle slipping past your lips, letting your head fall back against the wall with a dull thud. “You ignored me for weeks Jimin. Weeks.” You huffed, lips parting as a tired sigh escaped you. “I’m sorry,” she muttered again in a pathetic attempt to rid herself of an inevitable guilt. “I was worried about you,” you reluctantly confessed, anger dissipating as you remembered the pain of the past few weeks. “I don’t know what to say,” Jimin admitted, chest heavy with regrets. “Why’d you do it?” You asked weakly, heart aching with longing and heartbreak.
“Because-” Jimin paused, inhaling sharply. She clenched her jaw in preparation, hands curling into fists. “I can’t do this anymore.” The words struck your heart with an unexplainable pain, steady breaths halting as your lips began to tremble. You sensed it from a mile away, but it did nothing to numb the unpreventable hurt. You knew Jimin like the back of your hand, the second she answered the call you knew it was over. But you never wanted to believe it true, a reality you’d never be prepared for no matter what. “Okay,” you breathed out in acceptance, a silent tear rolling down your rosy cheeks. You refused to let her hear your pain, she’d already taken enough from you, this was all you had left.
“I know I have no right to ask..” Jimin trailed off, sounding just as broken as you felt. You hated it, she was the instigator, so why was she so upset? “Just say it Jimin,” you pleaded, wanting nothing more than to hang up and let the sobs that were threatening to bubble from your throat break free. “C-Can we just pretend everythings normal? One last time,” she begged, it was cruel of her to ask, and yet you wanted nothing but the same thing. To enjoy one last moment of your love even if it was entirely a lie. So with a clenched jaw, you found yourself cheerily uttering the words, “Hey Jimin,” pretending as though you’d just picked up the phone. “Hi Jagi!” She exclaimed with a sniffle, you couldn’t help but scoff at her enthusiasm.
“Never been better,” you huffed, scowling as your voice wavered. “I heard you got cast in another drama!” Jimin cheered in excitement, doing her best to act as though everything were normal. ‘One last time’, she promised herself, it wasn’t one she was certain she could keep. “I’m proud of you,” she praised with a sincere smile despite the tears that endlessly cascaded down her dampened cheeks. “Thanks,” you sniffled, no longer bothering to disguise your heartbreak. A painfully long pause of silence raised the tension between you once more, your lips sucked between your teeth. “It’s really over, isn’t it?” You questioned into the silence, blinking back fresh tears as reality began to sink in. “I’m so sorry, Y/n.” Jimin cried into the phone, repeatedly uttering the same phrase until she was reduced to broken sobs.
“Happy anniversary Jimin,” you mumbled in defeat, letting your phone slip through your fingers as you hung up without another word.
~~
You stared blankly at the ceiling, eyes dull as you head sunk further into the pillow that was still damp with fresh tears after days on end of sobbing into the same fabric. The apartment was suffocating you with endless memories of Jimin, and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to leave. Mind wandering to the night Aespa’s leader had first stayed over, the heavy rain pelting against your window much like it had that day. You’d refused to let her leave in such harsh weather conditions in fear of losing her to the storm, and the older girl had always been terrible at saying no to you. So she stayed. At first it was awkward as you lay in bed side by side, both longing to hold eachother but forcing yourself to the edges of the bed. But the moment her hand gently brushed against yours everything fell into place.
You groaned at the memory, feeling fresh tears spring to your eyes. You didn’t want to cry anymore, you were tired. Rising to sit with a sigh of exhaustion, you reluctantly slipped out of the pile of blankets that had kept you sheltered from the world for over a week. That’s how long it’d been since Jimin had broken your heart, and hell it had been. You couldn’t remember eating, in all honestly you weren’t even sure you’d left the bed. Even raising a single finger felt impossible in those past weeks, your throat dry with an aching desire for water. Your breaths were shallow as you shuffled through your apartment, moving like a zombie as you passed through the kitchen.
With shaky hands you reached for your keys that lay discarded on the kitchen counter where you’d left them. You fumbled slightly before grasping them firmly, hands still trembling as you stumbled out the door, pulling your hoodie over your head. Your gaze was set on the floor as you traipsed through the halls with half lidded eyes. Shoes scuffing against the concrete as you reached the garage, clumsily climbing into your car as you shivered in the cold. Your body moved on autopilot as the car roared to life, accelerating out of the garage with a tired sigh as you watched the rain pour down on your windscreen. With a careless sigh you began to drive down the quiet streets, enjoying a break from the suffocation your apartment filled you with.
There was no destination to your journey as sped up upon approaching the expressway, squinting in the darkness as the rain hammered down against your car. Your grip on the wheel tightened significantly, jaw clenched as thoughts of what had transpired over the past few weeks, years even, flooded your mind. In all honesty, after losing your chance to debut you’d begun to close yourself off from the world. While you maintained contact with the members of Aespa and gained a few acquaintances in the acting world, you never risked entering a close friendship after losing Minjeong so suddenly. You’d never moved on from the day she’d abruptly terminated your friendship without reason, the situation with Jimin was far too similar to that of the past.
You couldn’t help but feel as though you’d fallen short in every category of life. Unworthy of debut, incapable of maintaining a friendship, and undeserving of a happy ending with the one you thought was the love of your life. Nothing had ever gone right for you, and now there was no one to catch you as you clumsily stumbled down a dark path. You had come to understand true loneliness in that moment, wondering if any of it was worth the effort anymore. Your eyes blurred with tears, fingers twitching as you sunk deeper into a pool of doubt. Lips quivering as your foot unconsciously pressed harder against the accelerator while you attempted to hold back the sobs that threatened to bubble from your throat.
A part of your heart would always belong to Yoo Jimin, no matter how deep she twisted the knife into it, you would always love her. That’s what hurt the most, after all the heartache, you still longed to have her by your side. Oh how you missed the way she would gently comb her soft hand through your locks, whispering sweet nothings in your ear each time you broke down in her arms. You could almost feel the ghost of her lips pressing against your tear stained cheeks in that moment, a sob ripping from your lips. She wasn’t there, she was never gonna be there again, Jimin was no longer a constant in your life. In that mere moment you lost all hope for happiness, hand catching on the wheel as you lifted it to wipe your tears, jerking the car left.
Your eyes widened as you skidded towards the barrier, slamming your foot on the brakes. But it was no use in the weather, flying toward death at top speeds. What scared you the most was how willing you were to accept your fate in that split second. Nothing felt worth it anymore, perhaps this would be best for everyone. Ridding the world of your presence would hardly be doing any damage. You already knew that everyone seemed happier without you, so maybe you were doing them a favour. Life was a game you no longer wanted to play, not if spending your days drowning sorrow was living. The last thing you remembered was the feeling of emptiness as your car slammed into the barrier, vision going black as darkness encompassed you.
“I give up,” were the last words you uttered before falling unconscious.
~~
Jimin leaned over the kitchen counter with her head perched atop her hands, staring ahead at the blank space on the wall. It was the first morning she’d bothered to leave the confines of her room for anything other than practice ever since the day she’d ripped your heart to shreds. She couldn’t help but feel empty without you, as though nothing she did was worth it anymore, not if she didn’t have you by her side. Regret lingered over her head, taunting her with each passing day that she was reminded you were no longer hers to call in times of doubt. Truth be told she had never intended to hurt you, but she didn’t know what to do. Worst of all, she still loved you with all of her heart.
Confliction overwhelmed her from the moment Minjeong had spilled all her secrets. On one hand, she wanted to talk it through with you, ask questions and resolve the matter. But she knew she couldn’t do that without hurting Minjeong, she never wanted to pick between the two of you, it was one of the hardest decisions she’d made in her life. In the end, she sacrificed your relationship for the sake of her group's survival. Jimin wasn’t just your girlfriend, she was a leader now too, so she went against her heart. The leader ran an irritated hand through her hair, eyes briefly fluttering shut as she sighed in frustration. She regretted everything.
Minjeong awkwardly hovered behind the older girl who looked to be in great distress. “Are you okay, Jimin unnie?” The short haired girl spoke up, features guilt stricken as the older jumped in surprise, whipping her head around. “Uh yeah, just a little distracted,” the leader stuttered out. “Did you need something?” Jimin asked, anxiously twiddling with the fabric of her sleeves. She’d been on edge ever since the breakup, as if she were suffering from withdrawal symptoms. “I just want to make sure you’re okay. I never meant for you to get hurt, that’s why I didn’t tell you in the first place.” Minjeong muttered sympathetically. “It’s okay Minjeongie, it’s not your fault, you did nothing wrong.” Jimin assured, lips pursed thoughtfully.
“But?” Minjeong questioned, sensing that there was more to follow. “I don’t doubt what you told me, please understand that. I just don’t get how Y/n could kiss you and then act as though nothing happened. It doesn’t make any sense.” Jimin mumbled, head beginning to ache with how much she’d thought this over in the past weeks. “I don’t get it either,” Minjeong uttered truthfully, scratching the back of her neck contemplatively. “The Y/n I knew couldn’t even hurt a fly, let alone break your heart,” the leader muttered, brows furrowed in confusion. “I guess it was more memorable to me than it was to her,” the younger uttered softly. “Or perhaps she never really liked me, maybe she just felt bad when I kissed her..” Minjeong trailed off, forehead creased in a deep frown.
“I don’t know-” Jimin began to speak, but the short haired girl cut her off quickly. “I remember every single detail of that night. It’s been years, but each moment is still engraved into my mind,” Minjeong whispered with a longing that made Jimin’s heart twinge in her chest. She was still so torn, her heart beats for you but it aches for the pain her best friend had endured. “Everything was so perfect…I really thought we had a chance.” Minjeong continued, glancing up to face her leader with teary eyes. For the first time since you had unknowingly broken her heart, she felt no anger towards you, instead she was overcome by a feeling of loss. She was no longer holding on to something that wasn’t there. She was finally beginning to let go.
“It was actually really nice,” Minjeong let out a watery chuckle, choosing to remember the night of your kiss as something to reminisce, rather than loathe. “We we’re just being stupid, especially after having a few drinks I managed to sneak past the company.” Minjeong smiled bitterly, jumping in surprise as Jimin’s hands shot out to grasp her shoulders, shaking her back and forwards. “You two were drinking?!” The leader exclaimed, the younger shrinking beneath her harsh gaze in fear of being scolded. Minjeong’s gaze was stuck to the floor as she began to hesitantly, yelping in surprise as Jimin began to shout incoherently. “Unnie, I don’t know what you're saying,” the younger uttered helplessly as she glanced up in confusion.
“Y/n’s a lightweight! She never remembers anything after drinking!!” Jimin exclaimed, her yells catching the attention of Aeri and Yizhuo who were watching TV in the living room. “Are you saying she doesn’t even remember kissing me..?” Minjeong asked hesitantly, almost fearing the answer that would come. Had she wasted years on a one-sided hatred that had ruined the best friendship she’d ever had? Jimin nodded eagerly at the question, too caught up in the sudden revelation to break it to her lightly. “I have to see, Y/n. This was all a mistake,” Jimin rushed out in distress. She knew she should stay and comfort the younger girl, but god she couldn’t wait. This was the love of her life, she refused to waste another precious second that could be used to make it up to you.
She ran through the living room, dashing for the front door without a second thought. “Jimin unnie!” Yizhuo’s abrupt shout that had an undeniable shake to it left the leader halting in her step. “Y-You should see this,” was all their youngest member managed to stutter out, her panicked tone raising the hairs on the back of Jimin’s neck as she cautiously wandered back into the living room. “What is it, Yizhuo? Now really isn’t a good time,” the oldest muttered, wincing at the uncharacteristically harsh tone of her voice, but all she could think about was getting to you. Jimin furrowed her brows in confusion at the sympathetic look that Aeri greeted her with as she arrived in the lounge. Yizhuo’s lips trembled as she stared at her leader, Minjeong’s eyes wide in horror, her gaze fixed on the television screen.
It was then that she realised something was awfully wrong.
Jimin felt her chest tightened as she finally registered the crisp words that flowed from the television’s speakers. “Actress Bae Y/n was involved in a serious car accident last night. We’re yet to receive an update on her condition, however we have been informed that she was admitted to the hospital and rushed straight to surgery.” The news anchor announced stoically, Jimin’s heart dropping, it felt as though the world was crumbling beneath her feet. “No,” she uttered weakly in disbelief, eyes pooling with tears. This wasn’t happening, it couldn’t be, not now, not when there was still so much for the two of you to experience together. She shook her head rapidly in denial, refusing to believe that any of it was true.
But with blurred vision, she could just make out the image that flashed across the television screen. It was your car, smashed against the barrier with bright cones and tape surrounding the area. Jimin was rooted in place, body painfully tense as she stared at the screen. She still couldn’t believe it. Everything else faded into the background as she stared at your wrecked car, nails digging into her palms as her hands curled into tight fists. “Jimin,” Aeri’s voice broke through the silence as she placed a gentle hand on the leader's shoulder. Jimin was finally snapped back to reality, body moving with a mind of its own as she rushed for the door. She had to see you.
Everything went by in a blur as she hurried to the hospital, barely managing to keep her tears in. She refused to let them fall, not until she knew what happened. Jimin couldn’t even remember how she got to the hospital, all she knew was that she needed to see you. Not even bothering to hide herself from the public as she rushed towards the receptionists desk. The words that flowed from her mouth sounded distorted in her ears as she huffed, out of breath from running through the hospital. But she couldn’t give up, not yet, not when she hadn’t seen you. She felt as though her throat was closing up as the doctor began to lead her through the maze-like halls.
She wanted to listen, to know if you were okay, but she couldn’t catch a word. All she could hear was her heart pounding in her ears as she was guided closer to you. Her heart stopped as she was ushered into a room, gaze finding your limp body that lay atop the hospital bed within seconds. She barely managed to make sense of the consistent beep of the heart monitor before a pained cry of relief escaped her lips. You were alive, you were okay, you were going to wake up. Jimin could finally breathe again, sobs immediately bubbling up from her throat as she hunched over her knees. Her gaze stuck to your figure, fearful that you may disappear from this world at any moment. Tears freely rolled down her cheeks as she took in your state, how much pain you must've been in.
You were alive, and that was all that mattered.
~~
You awoke to the faint, consistent beep of a heart monitor, a groan escaping your lips as you struggled to open your eyes. It felt as though they were glued shut and a heavy weight was resting atop your chest as every part of your body throbbed in pain. You swallowed harshly, throat disturbingly dry as you ran your tongue over your parted lips, eyes finally fluttering open. Gaze flickering around the room as you blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of things. The blindingly bright white lights left black spots in your vision as you glanced at the side of the room. Your brows furrowed in confusion as you were faced with Jimin’s wide eyes as she stared back at you in alarm.
“Jimin?” You croaked out, voice barely below a whisper. “Are you okay?” She surged forwards, jumping up from her seat as she darted to your side. She stared down at you expectantly, but you only narrowed your eyes slightly, hands balled into shaky fists as your memories all rushed back to you. “You remember me right?” Jimin rushed out, bombarding you with endless questions you had no energy for. “It’d be easier if I didn't,” you rasped, scowl plastered across your face. A breath of relief escaped her lips, she didn’t care if you hated her, you were alive and you remembered her. “What are you doing here Karina?” Your monotonous voice broke her from the momentary spark of joy, forehead creasing in a frown at how disappointed you seemed to see her.
“I came because I care,” she muttered, a determined look reflecting in her eyes. “Do us both a favour and stop,” you huffed, wincing as you crossed your arms over your chest, feeling a sharp pain shoot through your shoulder. “Don’t move so much!” Jimin commanded softly, frown permanently painted across her features. “Please just go,” you pleaded, glancing anywhere but her as your eyes filled with tears. It was all too much, everything hurt and seeing her only made things worse. “I can’t leave,” she grunted, jaw clenched as she shook her head in refusal. “I won’t leave you, not like this.” She stated firmly, gaze hardened. “It wouldn’t be the first time,” you uttered bitterly, Jimin’s expression morphing into one full of guilt.
“Please don’t say that,” she begged, chocolate brown orbs swirling with regret. “What did you expect Jimin? For me to greet you with open arms?” You grit out, her frown deepening further at your words. “I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking goddamnit. I just needed to see you,” she huffed, breaths shaky as she recalled the dread that filled her when she found out you’d been in an accident. “You shouldn’t have come,” you mumbled, voice far harsher than either of you had anticipated “How could I not?!” Jimin exclaimed incredulously, running a frustrated hand through her dark locks. “You almost got yourself killed, Y/n!” She raised her voice, tears pooling in her eyes. “I was so worried-” her voice cracked, tears freely rolling down her cheeks.
“I- Fuck, I thought you were gone,” Jimin began to break down before you. “And I regret everything Y/n, how I messed everything up. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I never got the chance to tell you-” “Stop, please don’t do this. I can’t do it again,” you cut her off, finally facing the girl that had broken your heart over a mere phone call. “I’m tired Jimin, I’m so fucking tired of all of this,” you cried in frustration, tear droplets falling onto the light hospital blanket. You dropped your head into your hands, a broken sob escaping your lips, uncaring of the sharp pain it brought you. “I wish I had died,” the words that passed your lips left Jimin standing in stunned silence, eyes wide and filled with tears of her own.
Her body moved with a mind of its own as she reached out to cautiously pull your hands from your face. Working purely on instinct as she grasped your hand with a gentle firmness. “Please tell me you don’t mean that,” she whispered, eyes locked with yours as she perched herself on the edge of this hospital bed. “I don’t know anymore, I just want this to all be over,” you murmured, her grip tightening. Jimin sniffled at your words, struggling to maintain composure. “I’m sorry, this is all my fault.” She muttered with a heavy sigh, your eyes widening in confusion at her statement. While she had hurt you more than no other, you had never once blamed her. You couldn’t bring yourself to inflict such a heavy burden upon her.
“I should have been there for you. I shouldn’t have ended things so recklessly. I wish I never ignored you, I’m so sorry for everything Y/n.” Jimin continued to blame herself, you didn’t know what you wanted, but this wasn’t it. You hated how no matter how much she put you through you could never hate her, how it still hurt to hear her carry the weight of the world on her shoulders. A natural leader indeed. She began to swipe away your tears with the pad of her thumb, you were too dumb struck to move, unconsciously leaning into her touch. You may have been at arms length with the leader, but your body was still accustomed to her gentle touch.
“I may be the reason behind your tears, but I promise to never let them fall again. I’ll always be here to catch them, I’m not making the mistake of leaving you ever again Y/n.” Jimin declared with determination, your lips parting in surprise but no words escaping. The two of you stared at each other for an agonisingly long minute before a doctor abruptly entered the room, the older girl rising from her place beside you to make way for him. He began a routine check up on you while Jimin watched from the side, eyes never leaving you, her chocolate brown orbs alight with an unwavering confidence. Your eyes narrowed in uncertainty, but you couldn’t deny that something about his felt different, she felt different.
~~
You sat in awkward silence, staring up at the hospital room’s ceiling. Anxiously twiddling with your fingers as you gaze moved to the girl who sat across from you. Minjeong was no better, eyes glued to the marble floor, repeatedly tapping her foot against it. Jimin had caught you both up to speed on everything, deciding that it was best to use communication rather than avoidance this time. Your accident had made the leader realise that there was no use having regrets or ignoring your problems. You’d been hesitant to agree with anything she had to say after the past, but she had a way of charming her way into your heart. Besides, you could tell she was trying to better herself for the both of you. The way she walked on eggshells around you was becoming painful, especially since you’d already begun to forgive her.
Clearing your throat to break the painfully tense silence, you were finally able to meet Minjeong’s wide eyes as she glanced at you with uncertainty. The two of you blinked, staring back at each other, neither of you able to find the right words to say. “I’m sorry-” You muttered in unison, stiffly glancing around the room as silence engulfed you once more. Huffing at the tension that lingered between the two of you, you decided to just blurt out the first thing that came to mind. “Can we just start over?” You asked, regret instantly washing over your features as Minjeong stared back at you, eyes wide in panic.
“I mean, if you want to. I get if you don’t, after ya know…everything that happened,” you rambled, mildly disappointed by her blank stare, but you’d expected no less. Years of hatred wouldn’t disappear overnight, especially after all the pain you’d inflicted upon her. “I’d really like that,” Minjeong uttered softly after a long pause of silence, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “Really?” You questioned, eyes shining hopefully. She hummed lightly in response, a grin spreading across your face at the reassurance. “You’re still the same,” Minjeong observed, chocolate brown orbs swirling with fondness as she watched your eyes light up. “And you’ve completely changed,” you smiled, a sense of pride overcoming you upon seeing the younger girl maturing.
It wasn’t long before the two of you were chatting like old times, doing your best to put the past behind you. While it was still tense, you had no doubts that any lingering uncertainty would dissipate in no time. Minjeong smiled at the sound of your melodious laughter, learning to appreciate it in a different way than she had once before. She was content with a friendship that would last a lifetime as opposed to a broken relationship that ended with broken hearts. She no longer yearned for you to fill the hole in her heart, but rather focussed on enjoying the spark your presence brought to your life. “I really missed this,” you confessed with a bitter smile, thinking back on all the lost time. “Me too,” Minjeong muttered sincerely.
You had the rest of your lives to make up for everything you’d missed.
“You guys look like you’re getting along!” Jimin cheered with a smile as she entered the hospital room. She silently padded towards your bed as you continued chatting with Minjeong about everything you could think of. The older girl quietly fussed over you, gently laying down the flowers she’d brought on your bedside table. A light grin spread across your face at the sight of the familiar white lilies. They’d become a symbol of your love throughout your relationship. You felt your walls beginning to crumble once more for the loving leader, her attentive nature willing its way back into your heart. Day by day, she began to carefully mend the pieces of your broken back together again.
Everything was falling back into place.
~~
One year later..
A content sigh slipped past your parted lips as you snuggled further into Jimin’s arms, face nuzzled against her neck. The leader cooed in adoration as a sleepy yawn escaped you, spent from a day of perfectly planned activities. “Happy anniversary baby,” Jimin murmured in your ear, pressing a lingering kiss to the side of your head. A grin broke out on your face as you lifted your head to glance up at her. She gazed at you with chocolate brown orbs full of love that made you giddy inside. Butterflies swarmed to life in your stomach, just as they had the first time confessed to you. No matter how long you stayed together, her effect on you never changed.
“I have something for you,” she suddenly remembered, eyes practically shining with excitement. “Oh?” You questioned, unable to fight off the eagerness that grew within you at the sight of her enthusiasm. “Close your eyes,” she instructed, to which you followed without hesitation, trusting her with your whole heart. You felt her shuffle slightly beneath you, but her arm never left your waist. After a minute of silence passed, the urge to open your eyes became far harder to resist. But then you felt her gently grip your hand, cautiously slipping a metal band onto your ring finger. Your eyes snapped open in surprise, gaze meeting Jimin’s as you stared at her in shock. “Jimin..” you uttered breathlessly, glancing down to the silver band that now rested on your finger. Small diamonds adorning the top and a barely visible engravement along the thin band.
“I wanted to show you how much I love you,” she smiled, cupping your cheeks as she forced you to meet her gaze that burned with an undeniable love. “I know we can’t get married anytime soon because of our careers, but think of this as a promise..” Jimin whispered, gently caressing your cheek with the pad of her thumb. “I’m gonna marry you one day, Y/n.” She declared with a determined grin, unable to hide the tears that pooled in her eyes. “You really mean it?” You questioned, smiling so hard it hurt, but that was the last thing on your mind right now. “I promise to love you forever,” Jimin uttered, sealing her promise with a lingering kiss on your lips. “I love you so much Yoo Jimin, I’ll wait forever for you.” A watery chuckled escaped your lips as you pecked hers once more, uncaring of the salty taste.
Jimin lifted your hand to her lips, placing one final kiss to the ring full of promises she’d placed on your finger.
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Competition For You
[G!P Step-sis Yu Jimin & Kim Minjeong x Fem! Reader]
(OMEGA VERSE)
Summary: Your alpha step sisters that were crushing on you ever since the day you've met, are getting too hard from your pheromones in heat, so they decided they'd finally fuck you out of your senses to solve all of your problems ;)
WC: 3k words
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6:01 PM
"Want us to help?"
Never in the past 9 months would you ever expect your two older step-sisters; Jimin and Minjeong who are Alphas, to ever say those words when you're in heat, all helpless in bed with trembling legs under the duvet covers. Was your scent that strong to the point where they could smell it from outside your room? What if they got a rut because of you? The guilt ate you up like a virus, and the hot tingling feeling inside of every part of your body wasn't helping you one bit.
All of this started 9 months ago, your mother remarried to a new wealthy man, wanting a new life from the troubles in her past marriage, but with the new man; there was his two daughters. The taller one that seemed to be older than you, her black jet hair was down on her shoulders to her back, her cold eyes softening while looking at you with a subtle surprised expression. While the shorter one with shoulder length hair checked you out, eyes going up and down with an amused expression. You felt slightly embarrassed, they were rich and hot!? Fuck you felt like you didn't belong, especially since the two sisters were clearly full blooded alphas, you could smell their strong furious scent a mile away. They didn't want to come and have a stupid family meeting but their thoughts immediately changed as they saw you for the first time. The newly married couple smiled in excitement, wanting for their daughters to get along like they always hoped. Your step-father cleared his throat and introduced his daughters to you.
"Y/n, these are my daughters, Jimin and Minjeong. They're a little older than you but I'm sure you three will get along!" He said to you with a large smile, tone evidently happy and excited. You simply nodded while looking down, avoiding eye contact as you were still feeling anxious from the intense stares by your step sisters. The tall man noticed and coughed, changing his tone. "Girls, this is Y/n, I'm hoping for you oldest to treat her with hospitality and kindness." His face looking serious, like hinting that they shouldn't mess with his 'warning' like statement. They hummed in unison, their eyes not leaving you. Your mom just bowed at the two young girls and tapped the mans shoulders, signaling for him and her to leave and let you three get to know each other more freely. So with that, the two left the large living room, the thick tension deafening your ears.
"Well... hello then step sister. My name is Minjeong, as my father said but you can call me Winter!" She introduced herself with a big smile, her hands on your shoulders for support. Surprise, you nodded flustered from how close she was from you face. 'So if she's Minjeong, the taller girl behind her must be Jimin' you thought to yourself while looking at the feline girl, noticing her eyebrows slightly furrowing at her sister. She came closer to the both of you and placed her hand on Minjeongs shoulder while side eyeing her coldly.
"And that makes me Jimin, you can call me Karina" Her voice deep and shallow, comparing the two, you could already tell who was older from their opposite demeanors. But you kept your mouth shut, assuming something can be deadly. Minjeong scoffed at her and pulled you closer, intertwining her arms around your neck. "How cold rina! Didn't you hear what Dad said? He said treat her with hospitality and kindness!" You wanted to die right then and there, you were sure the blush on your face was visible, almost making you look like a tomato and Minjeongs scent was so strong it started to make your mind go blank. You looked at Jimin, her face filled with annoyance, she noticed your stare and looked back at you, her expression contorting and going soft.
With a sigh she apologized and held your hand, slightly pulling you away from Minjeong. "Sorry for my rudeness, this is just how I greet people. I hope you didn't take it the wrong way." This time, Minjeong was the one who's pissed, she rolled her eyes and gently pulled you back. "Hm, I didn't know you were capable of apologies, is our new little sister an exception or do you just not want to look bad?" She asked with a sly grin, intentions clear that she wants to make Jimin look like a horrible person. You heard a low growl from the taller girl, coming closer to Minjeong with a sharp glare.
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With that the competition of winning you over started the day they saw you. From the small things of quick physical touch, flirtatious remarks trying to seduce you, and strong stares when you're wearing something that's semi revealing or just hugging your curves. For them, your curves were perfect, how could they not stare? And of course, some days your two older step-sisters would race each other on asking you if they could sleep in your room, for some stupid reasons and which would lead to them glaring at each other and basically throwing insults until you tell them that they both can sleep with you for the night. The only rule was no snoring and funny business while you were asleep, you cherished your rest and you don't like getting waked up in the middle of the night. This was their chance to snuggle on to you and smell your precious scent, stating that they feel cold even though the duvet covers are warm and thick protecting them to any freezing temperatures.
You just let them do whatever they want with you, you can't just forget that they're still older than you and you still want to please them. As time went on Jimin decided to cut her hair to a short wolf cut, you thought that she was just feeling bored of her long hair but the truth is she over heard you in your room talking to your friends, stating that you find short hair on girls are attractive. She's that down bad for you. While Minjeong decided to grow her hair out, wanting for you to braid your hair into each others since you mother said that you loved doing that in the past. If simps were people, these two were its embodiment.
Now back to the present where you are currently going insane, not knowing what to do while your mind was spinning and going in and out of reality. Warm tears started to form in your eyes as you felt pressure, you loved them but you were just too scared! Whimpers were heard outside the room, making the two older girls worry, they agreed and decided to finally help you and maybe confess their love to you. As if it wasn't already obvious.
"Y/n... We're coming in, we don't want you to keep hurting." Jimin said as she unlocked the door, a gust of pheromones hitting them making their troubles in their boxers get worse. You lie on your bed trembling while clutching on to the fabrics if the sheets, trying to hold on to something.
"aw poor baby" Minjeong cooed, sitting on the edge of the bed pulling your body up gently wanting to kiss you, she held back, feeling scared that you'll reject it. Your tears rolled down your cheeks, feeling so vulnerable and guilty, you hated stealing their attention, you never felt worthy of their worry. Jimin went behind you and hugged you waist, going down on the crook of your neck and inhaled aggressively, hands trying not to give in to the temptation of touching and embracing your beautiful body.
"Baby... You shouldn't be so shy about these types of things. Please let us help you" She whispered all so softly to your sensitive ears, your pussy clenched in nothing as her deep voice made you even more needy. Whining as the tears kept rolling down your soft cheeks, Minjeong immediately kissed them dry as her knee got in between your shaking legs, making you feel some friction. You moaned out so lewdly, they both cursed under their breath with their cocks wanting to get inside of you and just fuck you until they're dry. "Unnie please... mhm" Without even realizing it, you started to spread your legs for Minjeong, feeling so hopelessly weak with your heart and body basically screaming for the touch of your older sisters. Minjeong and Jimins head perked up with excitement of you finally opening up, Jimins hands slowly roamed around your body while trying to rub her rock hard cock on your back hoping to get some tension. She cupped you beautiful breast with her other hand on your wet pussy, fingers gently circling on your clit. Fuck she couldn't wait anymore, she wanted to feel you and hear you scream her name.
Minjeong kissed your cheeks and slowly went down to your neck, feeling so happy that she can touch you like she have always wanted! "Oh god... I've wanted to kiss you and cherish you my princess, let us help you okay?" You moaned and shook your head in agreement, the two older girls started to undress you, night gown getting thrown out to the floor, you weren't wearing a bra and so they got to kiss your wonderful breasts with full passion like they've always wanted. They were basically eating every part of your body!! Being so excited and sometimes rough with you, they needed you so bad.
You completely gave into Jimins hold and pulled Minjeong closer to you, their warmth wrapping around your body. "Please touch me unnie, I need you both" A switch flicked in their head, with those simple words, they immediately went into breeding mode. Jimin nipped on your neck while roughly kneading your breasts with urgency, like this was the last time she'd be able to feel you. But you won't let that happen to your precious unnies. "Hm... You smell so good baby... You always do" Jimin complimented, moaning at her praise you called out to her, meeting her sharp gaze in a trance and kisses her passionately, placing your hand on the back of her neck. Minjeong however focused on your wet pussy, spreading your legs wider and going down on your throbbing cunt, she inhaled your addicting scent making you moan loud in Jimins mouth. "So fucking good fuck..." Minjeong growled, impatiently taking your panties off and ate your slippery cunt like there was no tomorrow. With your two unnies giving your sensitive body attention while the sun was setting, it was magical setting. Jimin kept praising you, whispering how good you were taking Minjeong, how cute you were when you were getting pleasured, and asking you questions that will lead to you answering in a soft whine, all while her finger tips wers drawing on your smooth stomach and other hand still on your soft breasts.
"My baby sister, do you like getting fucked like this? Do you want Rina-unnies cock?" She cooed, her mischievous smirk showed how much she enjoyed watching you getting fucked. Your mouth trembled, this was all so new to you, you'd just normally take pills to get through your heat but your mom forgot to buy you new ones for this month and so you only got informed during your heat. "Y-yes...yes I want u-unnies co- A-ah!" You tried to answer but failed due to Minjeongs wonderful tongue entering inside your tight hole, her eyes fixated on you. Your taste was making her go wild, you were far too much addicting! With the overwhelming pleasure coming to you, your legs tighten around Minjeongs head hoping to get some kind of support. But with the puppy like girls needs in tasting all of you and making you cum for her hard, she placed her hands on your inner thighs and pushed them on the bed leaving her more space for your sensitive pussy. She thrusted her tongue in and out of you while Jimin circled her fingers on your clit making you jolt.
"Unnie!- ah please... I'm close!" You screamed as your stomach started to bubble up in pleasure, you arched your back getting ready to cum, Jimin made you face her and roughly kiss you, moaning into her mouth while her tongue fought with yours. Minjeong was determined to make you cum, she went faster, and so did Jimin. Finally having the chance to release, you came hard with strings of moans and whines following, body shaking with your hips bucking onto winters mouth. Minjeong sat up kissed you deeply, passion in her tongue to make you taste yourself "Good job baby, mind to have one more, just for me?" Jimin kissed your ears and waited for your answer with loving eyes. You can't help but submit to them, your pussy was clenching on nothing and the need of getting filled up by your step-sisters just fueled the fire inside of you.
"Y-yes unnie" You whispered, their cocks were suffocating in their pants. Seeing and hearing you break from such orgasm left their member impatient. Switching their positions, Jimin positioned herself in between your legs and brought her huge cock out, smirking at the cute sight of you with tears and a hint of blush on your beautiful face. Minjeong made you go on all fours, facing her with her cock leaking with pre cum inches close to your face. You basically drooled at the wonderful sight, panting, you sticked your tongue out wanting to taste Minjeongs large dick. She chuckled with a pleased smile,
"Cutie baby, are you excited? You don't know how long we've waited for this moment!" Minjeong said, bawling your hair up and slowly inching you forward to her cock, you licked her cute tip, moaning at her taste. While Jimin placed her hand on your back as the other to your hip, getting ready to ram into you, "Hm... We ached for you Y/n, days on days fucking ourselves with the thought of you being all ours" Jimin entered your dripping wet cunt, slowly stretching you out. Her cock felt so good in you! You could basically feel her veins throbbing in your pussy. She thrusted slow but so hard, emphasizing on the skin on skin lewd sound with your gagged moan as Minjeong rammed her cock into the back of your throat. The two older sisters were too impatient to feel you!
With their incredible rhythm, the two of them fucked both of your holes while moaning and cursing, as their wish finally came true, Jimin went closer to your back and kissed the back of your neck, trailing up to your sensitive ear, "S-so fucking good baby... Fuck I want to impregnate you so bad..." The older girl growled while fastening her thrusting pace, your g-spot getting abused hard while Minjeong is basically using you as a flesh light not letting you breath properly. "Hm... Our baby sister is so cute taking the both of us so good, I think she deserves our w-wonderful seed in her holes right Jiminnie?" Minjeong stuttered with the feeling of your mouth was making her brain go insane, coming close to her release. Jimin chuckled as she gripped your hips harder, sitting up and fucking you with hard and fast thrusts making you choke with your saliva drooling on the sides of your mouth. "Fuck... Fuck.. fuck!!" Jimin grunted as she was also close, determined to fill you up with her warm and thick cum. While Minjeongs hips started to quicken her pace as she closed her eyes, throwing her head back while moaning your name over and over again.
Tears fell on your soft and puffy cheeks, you were so close, you wanted the feeling of your step sisters cum in you over and over again! But the feeling was all too much for the three of you, Jimin growled and finally came in your pussy as Minjeong fed her cum to you and pulled out, her semen going directly on your face and on to your breasts. The sight of you were too much! They couldn't get enough of you, immediately after that euphoric sex they wen on with different positions with you, making you wonder how much of a high sex drive and stamina they have!
As Minjeong marked your smooth neck, she growled as she was finally feeling your wonderful tight pussy. Jimin making out with you while you gave her a handjob, running out of breath you pulled away. She can't help but blush at your cute face, doe eyes glistening with tears with your rosey lips slightly apart, both of your tits making contact as Minjeong was fucking you from behind.
"U-unnie I'm close!" You screamed, the familiar feeling in your stomach forming, Minjeongs thrusts changed as her pace was felt with urgency to make you come. "Good girl, cum baby. Make us proud" The raven girl said as she kissed your nose, with one last thrust you and Minjeong shivered in pleasure, your juices squirted as she completely came inside you, while you felt warm cum running down on your hand, Jimin came as well, with soft moans and trembling hip making you stop from stroking her thick cock, Minjeong is still in you, being a plug for her and Jimins cum inside of your cunt. Somehow it made you feel a sense of comfort.
Jimin showered you with kisses, praising you while Minjeong licked your ear and whispered thank you's for making her cum so good. You felt warm with their embrace! Happy tears forming in your eyes, you tried to hide them by hiding in the crook of Jimins neck but the two of them immediately notices and asks what's the matter.
"Were we too rough baby?"
"Are your hurting? Tell us my love"
Their concern made you feel so loved, shaking your head, you both smiled at them and stopped hiding,
"I felt nothing but happiness and pleasure, thank you for helping me unnies, I love you so much" You confessed with the tears flowing down, their eyes widened as they smiled so wide, they've been waiting for those words for months!!
"We love you too Y/n" They both said in unison kissing your cheeks and marking your nape. With your two older step sisters comfort you felt happy and safe, hoping for the three of you to make more memories together <3
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"Mhm... Baby can you take us both inside of you?"
Maybe a little too soon for new memories (–=–'')
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This took me too long!! Sorry for no updates guys it's been a hell of a month lol, but now I can finish up requests! I'm also planning to publish another poly smut, I hope you guys can wait!!
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Alcohol teacher
Kim Minjeong x Yoo Jimin
Synopsis: “My face immediately turned red, but I wasn’t drunk, though. I also had my first soju with Jimin unnie, my alcohol teacher.” — Kim Minjeong.
Warnings: dom!karina x sub!winter. you know the deal babes, lots of plot with a little smut in it. drinking, nsfw, drunk (public?) sex.
Word count: 2k
Notes: I’ve never had soju in my life. enjoy ˆˆ n gimme feedback we barely talk anymore :(
“You look too skilled doing this.” Minjeong says, watching quietly as Karina pours a small amount of liquid into two shot glasses. It doesn’t seem like much, which leaves Minjeong annoyed. She doesn’t want Karina going easy on her, even if it is indeed her first time drinking.
Her judgmental look is no strange thing to Jimin, who merely shrugs and continues her task. She smiles at Minjeong once she’s done, nose scrunching with how much she’s enjoying the situation. When Winter had gone to her and mentioned she wanted to have a night out for drinks, so she’d try them out for the first time, Karina felt like she was in heaven. The first thing she did once she woke up was to book reservations, so the whole bar would be left alone for them— this way, Minjeong would be the most comfortable to experience the drinks, and no crazy fan would bash them for being grown women drinking.
“So,” She begins her explanation, ignoring the younger girl’s irritated tone. “We’ll start simple. Here, there’s vodka. We’ll drink it all at once: it’s as easy as that.” Bringing her cup near her mouth, Karina gestures for Minjeong to do the same. Which she does, after eyeing the raven-haired girl suspiciously. “On three, ok? One, two…”
Karina’s hands gently hover over Minjeong’s chin, turning the cup upwards so the liquid flows over Winter’s throat. Karina’s fingers linger even after the cup is left empty, her touch igniting the younger girl’s skin.
Vodka burns— it tastes like fire, washing through your cells until it hits your esophagus and threatens to back its way back, clearly not welcomed. It’s an unpleasant sensation, to say the least.
Yet, the only feeling Minjeong’s brain acknowledges are Karina’s delicate hands, now tracing her collarbone. She decides, then, that her bandmate’s touches are worse than a thousand vodka doses.
“So? What’d you think?” Karina asks, eager to know Minjeong’s opinion. She bounces like a puppy, moving as much as the booth they’re seated at allows her to.
Minjeong nods, running her hands through her face to spread the flush that lingers stubbornly on her cheeks. She feels on fire; _distracted_, which is unlike herself. When asking Karina for guidance on learning how to drink, her intentions were nothing but serious. She has never not been the best at something, so she fully intended to be a great drinker. By that, she intended on inspecting each liquor religiously, taking mental notes and rankings over each one, so she’d know exactly which ones to make conversations about or to order at award-shows and after parties.
Her plan, now, was ruined by a tall, black-haired girl with smokey eyes and bubbly lips.
“It was ok.” Minjeong answers, smiling a little at Jimin. Despite her internal irritation, Jimin was the one to pull her back to reality, making sure she didn’t overwork herself—or just reminding Minjeong to not take things too seriously, overall. She was not entitled to be bratty and corrupt the bubbly girl. She wouldn’t.
“You’re a tough one, Minjeong-ah.” Karina says, placing two soju bottles in front of her, then. “Luckily, that was only our warm-up. The real fun starts now!”
Minjeong stares at the Blueberry and Mango Soju bottles with an uncertain gaze. Luckily, Karina had let her choose, even though Minjeong could sense her getting impatient every passing second. And, because she loved to tease Karina as much as the girl enjoyed to teaser her back, Minjeong picked the blueberry-flavored bottle right before Karina’s quick fingers could reach out for them.
“You’re so mean, Minjeongie.” Karina whines, resting her back in the padded seat. The younger one laughs, then, pleased to have gotten into Karina’s nerves.
“Should we eat?” Minjeong asks, as the food is placed in front of them. Karina only nods, biased as she is, opening both bottles before setting up portions for her and Minjeong.
So they drink, eat, and laugh, talking about idol life and all the gossip they hear or notice around. In a blink, their plates are empty, the soju bottles are nearly dry and their throats, raw from rambling too much. Karina orders more food, and opens new bottles— Minjeong is a strong drinker, she commented. A professional, even though it’s her first time, as it goes with everything the auburn haired girl proposes herself to do.
Minjeong has never felt better in her life. It’s as though she’s walking through clouds, lightheaded and unable to hide her loud, careless laughter. Needles prickle her skin, which makes herself grow restless. It’s the reason she stands, after a while, simply unable to keep in place.
“Minjeong-ah? What are you doing?” Karina asks, confused to see the girl walking the short way towards her seat. Her balance is not at all the resemblance of the Minjeong she usually knows; calm, collected, sweet Minjeong. No, Karina doesn’t know this daring, careless girl who is struggling to walk a straight line and launches herself into the older girl’s lap, red curls tingling in her neck.
She loves it, though.
“I don’t want that seat anymore.” She pouts. Minjeong’s eyes are stargazed, but Karina is surprised to not find them glassy or unfocused, as she stares right into the girl’s dark orbs. If anything, they’re attentive — hungry, even though they had just eaten. “Yours is much more comfortable and cozy… Change seats with me, Jimin unnie.”
Karina’s arms wrap around Minjeong’s petite frame instinctively. Her finger’s tease her collarbone once again, while her other hand scratches the skin showing between the younger girl’s crop top and skirt.
Karina laughs. “You need to get up, then, Minjeongie.”
The girl bluntly ignores her, too deep in her thoughts to listen to her unnie.
“You’re so beautiful, unnie…” Minjeong’s whisper is followed by her hands, both gripping Karina’s face rather delicately. Her touch is tender, much different from the way she squirms, pressing herself against the oldest’s thighs. “I’ve always wondered what your lips tasted like…”
Without a warning, Minjeong presses her lips against Karina’s, not a clear thought going through her head. She’s met with a closed mouth, at first — Karina’s too surprised, frozen in position to do anything, but slowly, the oldest finds herself relaxing against Minjeong’s warmth, pulling her in. Their kiss, ever so sweet, suddenly gets impatient, as they lose themselves in savoring each other.
Minjeong already feels as if she’s going to explode: her insides burn and she feels so needy it hurts. She’s aching, humping Karina’s lap like a dumb puppy. Not only the alcohol, she’s drunk with desire, too, she quickly realizes. Drunk with Karina’s sweet taste, and now so empty— without Karina touching her where she needs it the most.
She’s aching, all hot, bothered, and so impatient. It’s the reason she is so loud— or so she likes to tell herself, as an excuse, allowing Karina to grab her neck and guide her head upwards, sucking and nibbling Minjeong’s skin with her teeth as she pleases.
“You’re such a doll, Minjeongie.” Karina praises, but her words do nothing to please the girl. They only make her even more annoyed, borderline desperate.
“Unnie,” She whines, eyes half closed as her body intensifies every sensation possible, focused on driving her to madness. “Give me, now.”
Karina stops herself, too delighted to have Minjeong so desperate and pliable in her arms. How many times had she gotten herself off with the thought of Minjeong’s moans, and now she had them all for herself? It was a dream come true, and she’d enjoy every moment of it. Her fingers stop toying with the hem of the younger girls’ skirt, now far away from her thighs. It makes Minjeong scoff, annoyed.
“Give you what, Minjeongie?” Karina asks, her tone as innocent as she manages it to be, lying on her seat once again.
Minjeong pouts, now having her movements guided by Karina’s hands, gripping her hips and forcing her to a faster pace.
“W-whatever you want.” She manages to say, breathless, as she humps Karina’s thigh. “Just do it now, please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” Karina’s eyes never leave Minjeong’s face, with the intent of memorizing the moment forever.
The older girl’s mouth lowers, tracing wet kisses until she reaches for the hems of Minjeong’s top, watching them fall freely until the girl’s pink, rosy nipples are exposed to Jimin. Minjeong recoils, shivering due to the sudden decline of temperature. Before she can cover herself, Jimin’s mouth is on her nipple, suckling and nibbling as she gropes the other one, pinching and twisting. Her tongue traces circles around Minjeong’s skin, and she’s absolutely delighted about how responsive the girl is, squirming and trying to run from Karina’s warm, wet mouth. It makes her leave a trail of saliva down her chest, making a mess of the so-collected Kim Minjeong.
She feels Karina everywhere: from her mouth, so inviting, sure of what she’s doing and aware of how desperate she’s making Minjeong be, to her hands, now pulling Minjeong’s panties aside, so her fingers can finally meet her folds. Minjeong is drenched, Karina feels it as two of her fingers enter her folds, no warnings needed. In response, a loud, needy moan can be heard, and Minjeong lets her head fall back, mouth open and a strong grip on her bandmate’s shoulders. She’s finally full, no longer aching with emptiness or desire. Instead, Minjeong is knocked by the pleasant pleasure building up in her stomach, as Karina keeps fingering her pussy hard.
Satisfied, she stays like that: filling the empty bar with her pornographic moans as she keeps riding Karina’s thigh, thinking about nothing else but the way the friction against the leader’s pants is just perfect, aligned with the stretch on her walls, and the mouth on her breasts. It’s almost too much, but she’s unable to ask for Karina to stop, or to gown any slower. No, Minjeong’s head is filled with the urge to let go and come, nothing else. So she lets herself enjoy whatever Karina is willing to give, mind submissive and pliable.
“Does Minjeongie want to cum? Do you, doll?” Karina asks, tone innocent, even though she’s far from being so. Winter’s cunt throbs, making her gulp. Even though there are a few words being formed in her mind, she’s blank, unable to speak in any coherent sentences.
Minjeong nods, a mess of moans and whimpers, clinging onto Karina as if her life depended on it. Karina’s pace deepens, a third finger adding to the stretch of her pussy.
“Yes, p-please!” She chants, just as Karina’s thumb presses onto her clit, making her nearly cry. She feels her peak approaching her form, the combo of sensations building up to her pleasure.
Karina’s hands clutch on Minjeong’s waist so hard she’s sure it’ll bruise the girl’s skin, but she doesn't seem to care. She makes Minjeong’s pace on her thighs faster, dragging the orgasm out of her. “Do it, baby. Come on my fingers.”
Minjeong lets out a high-pitched moan at the command, feeling her body shaking as the orgasm finally has her spilling her juices in Karina’s hand. She’s breathless, hair disheveled and so sensitive— as Karina doesn’t let her stop her movement’s on the leader’s thigh. She whines, but keeps going, though. Like a doll.
“My little doll.” Karina voices her thoughts out loud, dropping wet kisses on Minjeong’s bare shoulders, waiting for the younger girl to settle down.
After a few minutes, she does, leaving Karina’s lap to sit beside her, inhaling deeply.
It’s Karina, Minjeong realizes, then. Karina is better than Soju, better than Rum, and much better than vodka. Karina is what sets her on fire, what gets her dizzy, drunk with desire. Minjeong wants to drink in all of her.
So she kisses her again, just as hungry as their first time, knowing their night had just started.
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my ocean
you are the spring flowers that bloom in my winter
word count : 2k words
genre : slice of life, tired minjeong and supportive jimin
t/w : none :) trust and communication is sexy
a/n : a jiminjeong a day, keeps gloomy days at bay. the slice of life genre will forever be my favourite because it always hits home :3 enjoy !!
minjeong took heavy steps as she laid afoot the front door, brushing her flats against the rug. she should be anticipating to be engulfed in a bone crushing embrace from her lover but she didn't. not when the clock showed past 12.
instead, she was met with her curled up on the couch as minjeong peeks over guiltily. she knew she promised to make it back for dinner yet her workload proved that she couldn't keep it.
she walked over to the dining table to see that her portion was kept very nicely in airtight containers. feeling a little choked, she held those tears back as she made her way to sit by the couch.
slowly caressing her lover's hair, she made sure to be as gentle as she could so she wouldn't wake her up. but knowing she would still squirm awake, minjeong still proceeded as she knew it was the best way to wake her.
"minjeong-ie?"
the sleeping beauty fluttered her eyes open slowly to take in the sight of her lover back from work.
"hm, I'm back."
she sat up, wanting to head over and heat up the dinner before she was pulled down onto minjeong's lap. the girl snaked her arms around her lover's waist as she snuggles her nose into her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of lavender.
she's always loved doing that since they've started dating and she still does.
"minjeong-ah, you have to eat, or you'll get sick again."
"just for a little while."
her lover turned herself around and minjeong never let go of her grip on her one bit. it was as if she was yearning for something, but it wasn't just love. both remained silent with only the ambience of wind blowing through the windows and fluttering of the curtains.
"baby, let's eat."
minjeong looked at her lover before confessing her love again, as if she would die if she doesn't for at least 5 times a day.
"jimin-unnie, I love you."
"I love you too, mindoong. but you really have to eat."
jimin pulls her by her waist as the puppy clings onto her neck, exactly like one. she knows that minjeong gets clingy and affectionate when she feels really tired. the latter feels grateful to have someone who would understand her so well that she doesn't need words. just as she tries to carry the younger, she plops back onto the couch as gravity won the game.
she felt her girlfriend's weight crashing onto her but that wasn't the only thing. her shoulder was starting to get wet as minjeong sobs softly against the thin cardigan fabric of jimin's. the older was shocked but she decided to let her cry out her frustration and anything that was troubling her. knowing her, she wouldn't take long before she starts sniffling and the tissues would come in soon, so she reaches for the box on the table.
just as she grabs it, she could feel minjeong slowly gaining back her breathing that cued her to dry the tears on her face.
"minjeong-ah, look at me."
tears were still trickling down her face as she lifts up her head from jimin's shoulder, earning a soft gush from the older. as much as she wanted to stay serious, she just couldn't when she saw her girlfriend's fluffy cheeks and pouty little lips. at that very moment, she wondered, just how did she find someone like her to come into her life and spend the rest of it with her. as minjeong saw the faint smile on her lips, she buries her head again in her shoulder, feeling embarrassed as she thinks she looks like a kid.
before she could, jimin held both her cheeks before kissing away her tears, then on her nose, then on her lips. the younger felt flustered from the sudden shower of affection and slowly felt her ears and neck heating up.
"is my baby shy?"
"n-no! it's because I cried!"
"then why did you cry?"
minjeong suddenly remembered why she cried, slowly feeling herself choking on the lump in her throat. the teasing look on jimin disappeared as it was replaced with worry and affection.
"just, everything felt really overwhelming all of a sudden. work, friends, family, money. it came crashing down on me and i just didn't know what to do."
"but are 'we' overwhelming?"
"of course not! i would never feel overwhelmed by you! unnie, i love you too much for that. if anything, you would probably be the one overwhelmed by me."
"no? I don't feel overwhelmed by you at all. like you, I love you more than you love me."
"I love you more."
jimin lets out a chuckle as she accepts her defeat in declaring who loves who more.
"do you want to take a break?"
"I don't think i can afford that. there's so much going on with projects and deals that the company needs to seal-"
"but it can be done by someone else right?"
minjeong didn't know what to say, what to think. sure, she could let someone else handle the smaller errands of the project. but she wouldn't due to the fact that she can't get herself to trust her coworkers. not when this project is crucial for the company's growth, as well as her position. if this falls through due to her incompetency, she might be needing to carry a box of her belongings out the entrance and never be back again.
jimin notices the way the younger rolls her eyes everywhere but her, a habit of hers when she falls too deep in her sea of thoughts. she slowly kisses minjeong, feeling the latter jolt above her but returns the kiss. it gradually turns into a heated make out session before the older runs out of breath as she leans her forehead against her lover's.
"minjeong-ah.."
"do you trust me?"
"of course! unnie.. did I do something wrong..?"
more tears start to well up when they just began to dry moments ago.
"no! not at all, baby. I just wanted your answer."
"I do. with my entire life, I trust that you will be with me no matter what."
"then why not your colleagues?"
"because, maybe they- I.. actually don't know.."
when minjeong tried to look for reasons to not have faith in her team, she couldn't find one. they are all nice people who would do their best for the team, instead for personal benefit. she knows, she should know better than anyone else. but why did she not trust them? it wasn't that they'd underperform or that they were unprofessional.
her subordinates too knew, that minjeong was an exceptional leader. the way she would ask for their opinions when she would be assigned a team project, her consideration of their ideas to be applied in decisions. she was not a boss who takes all the credit but rather a leader who walks along her teammates, helping them along the way.
"you speak very highly of your team whenever you get the chance to, you feel proud when they suggest ideas you think you could never, you smile when you talk about silly everyday happenings in the office with them."
"do you see how much you rely and trust your team? you may tell yourself that you don't, but the way you cherish each and every one of them says otherwise."
jimin knew that minjeong loves her job and that she tries her best to have everything perfectly done. but that is just impossible because there will always be risks and mistakes, because that is just how life is. nothing goes the way you want it, although these two cuties found each other to cherish their moments together.
"I really do.. I.. I can actually let them handle the parts they can do.."
the younger speaks as if she was astonished by the answer that was there all along. a smile slowly crept up the older lip's when she saw how cute her lover's mouth was agape as she ponders about her words.
"alright baby, put work aside because you're off work. right now, you need to eat."
"okay, mom."
with that response, minjeong earned a smack on the back from jimin, as well as a glare that she thinks is extremely not intimidating. at least to her, her lover is the sweetest baby in the entire world. the younger smiled sheepishly before bringing the dishes to the microwave to reheat them.
it didn't take her long to indulge jimin's homemade food as usual. despite it being in the a.m, the older was doing pretty good at fighting her sleepiness.
"are you not tired? you can go ahead and sleep first, I can join you later when I finish freshening up."
"I'm fine, I got some sleep earlier before you came back."
it hits the younger again that she broke her promise to be back early.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it back before dinner.."
"it's okay, I know the project is important to you."
"but you matter more to me, unnie."
minjeong chews her food gloomily, her lips pouty as she knows that she hasn't been placing jimin as her first priority. the said girl shifts her gaze to her lover's lips, slapping herself internally for wanting to kiss them amidst the younger's worries (istg minjeong worries too much).
she does not hesitate to scoot closer until she leaves a short and sweet peck on her lips. minjeong feels her ears burn up a little, slightly taken aback by the sudden action of her lover.
"what was that for?"
"because you were seducing me with those pouty lips and it was too much for me to resist."
after freshening up, minjeong plopped herself beside jimin before wrapping her arms around her waist. all familiarly, the older turns around to do the same as she comes face to face with a very sleepy puppy.
"sleepy?"
she earned a hum, noticing the slight drop in tone of her voice. it was a long day for both of them but it seemed that they didn't want the day to end just like that.
"should we go on a trip?"
"suddenly?"
"you need a break and I need one too."
"yeah sure, where to?"
"busan? we could enjoy the sea and pay a visit to your parents as well."
"sounds like you planned already."
"you sure know me too well."
jimin giggles into minjeong's neck, feeling embarrassed from how she could tell what she had in her mind so easily. minjeong on the other hand, felt her heart swell with warmth and gratitude.
"unnie."
"hmm?"
the older looked up into her eyes to give her her entire attention.
"I love you."
"I love you too, baby."
"I love you so much, I want to marry you."
"I know I'm wifey material."
half jokingly and half serious, jimin knew she was true to her feelings at the moment but tried her best to accept those words of confession due to the fact that her cheeks were painted in a faint shade of crimson. the younger was staring right through her soul, making her avoid the heated gaze. not that she didn't like it, she felt like her heart was about to explode.
the older felt content with whatever she had, more specifically minjeong. she could not ask for more than have her by her side in every moment of her life. if she were asked about her favourite moment in her life, she would not hesitate one bit to answer that it was meeting the younger. bringing so much happy and beautiful memories to her, jimin never doubted their love for each other.
minjeong was the first to loosen the grip from the embrace as she got up to reach into the bedside drawer, rummaging for something. some may argue that she could have chose a better moment to do so but to be honest, she wouldn't change the way she did it. that's because she really felt the urge to do so and nothing could replace those feelings she felt then. because what she did next had jimin in tears as she knelt down on one knee beside her.
"will you marry me, yu jimin?"
"will you be my ocean forever?"
#karina#winter#yu jimin#kim minjeong#aespa#aespa imagines#aespa fluff#aespa scenarios#winrina#jiminjeong#Spotify
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Idk if ur ask are still open but do you mind writing cockwarming g!p gamer girl Gigi or winter (or both 🤩🤩idek how that would work tbhh) because they spend most their time gaming and staying up late and barley having time for you so you just sit there watching them play till they can't take it anymore and at the end they prove they still have love for us in the sloppiest, kinkiest, longest, dirtiest, slutiest, (i think you get it) sex ever just making us feel loved but also being so rough and dominate using us however they like 🫣🫣🫣🫣
Also Can I be 💩 Anon (idk I think it's funny)
cw: cockwarming, dom!winter WOAH, sub!reader
LMAOO 💩 anon??? feeling bad bc i let these imagines collect dust since i’m so focused on the stepcest jiminjeong fic 😭 but anyways!!
gamer minjeong,,, you have me interested. and gamer aeri?? i would write about her but i dont really see her as the gamer type hmmm maybe one day.
being sick and tired of minjeongs endless gaming sessions every damn day. like yess baby get that 5k on val!! but let me suck your dick while you’re getting that ace. saying shit like “minjeonngg, its been days when are we gonna have sex?”
her hitting you with the “just one minute i’m trying to plant the spike” like come on,, doesn’t hurt to have a little under desk support once in a while :((
and it was another day just watching her furiously tap at her keyboard- insulting people down the mic bc they didn’t defuse the spike, or they whiffed all their shots on a standing person…
ouhh,,, so sick of her paying sm attention to some silly characters on a screen that you get up from her bed, swivel the chair around, take her cock out and stroke it gently “mmm,, waittt y/n i need to buy shieldss waittt”
getting her rock hard was no issue. she’s a loser for gods sake, getting her hard came easy she also cums easily. you salivated at the sight of minjeongs massive cock, her precum pretty much oozing from her tip- man how you missed the sight “y/n pleeassee- i need to rank up,, please” she looked up at you with those cute puppy eyes you adored, and as much as it was working, you stayed calm. having an unbearable itch for her cock made it more easier for you to not give in.
“let me just,, ah- fuck okay. god, jeongie i forgot how big you were” to her surprise, you were already straddling her lap.
“ahh.. go on, keep playing” a steady sigh slipping out from your mouth,, her cock twitching inside of you?? seeing that she was pretty much over the edge by the way she was gripping her mouse. jeongie carried on playing like normal, a good 40 minutes of a new ranked game, but she was bottom fragging so badly that it made her jolt in her seat whenever she’d fuck up her shots. funnily enough, her moving in her seat wasn’t ideal bc she moaned every time she thrusted a little into your pussy 😭😭 (LEWSERR)
the more she moved in anger, the more she felt her cock getting harder- in which made her realise that she did, indeed, miss having sex with you. at least she was patient i guess? still focusing on her game because her new priority was winning so she could fuck you good.
jeongie ended up top fragging somehow? gaining 10 more kills and finishing up with a win!!! and with that happiness in mind, she stood up, carrying you with her cock still inside you “okay, mmm okay,, i’ll do it now” taking off her nerd ass glasses off of her face as she walked to the bed, your legs still being around her waist.
keep in mind that she still looks like a complete nerd rn, a biggg ass grin on her face bc she ALSO ranked up!! but then it suddenly changed, from nerd minjeongie to a surprising, but very dom looking gaze. you could see fire in her eyesngmgng making your cunt clench around her cock “…you’ve been so patient with me, you deserve a reward” she would ofc take it slow, her carefully rocking her hips and kissing you everywhere making you feel all loved. yk kissing your lips, deepening it by slipping her tongue in 🫣 breaking it to kiss you neck,, then your collarbone, and then peppering your chest with kisses too like,,, omg. her hands would be caressing your thighs, maybe even drawing some circles on your upper thighs bc shes just so loving like that (jeongie is definitely a thigh girl,, im not projecting i swear) would squeeze them every so often bc it gets both you and her going.
further into it she’d get so worked up. the way your moans would sound so sweet to her that her brain automatically switches off,,, no thoughts behind thoses eyes bc now she’s pounding your cunt so roughly. her hands that were playing with your tits where now squeezing and fondling them aggressively- she’d make you such a mess that it would literally end up with you looking so fucked out. leaving so many hickeys on your neck to prove that she still loved and appreciated you. her thrusts became erratic and messy, like your arousal was everywhere on the sheets and everything,, mmm being so pussy drunk that she’d take your legs and put them on her shoulders and rubbing your clit so roughly, but with care if that makes sense?
her face basically said everything. biting her lower lip and her brows furrowing, she was close to cumming. the way she was gripping onto the sheets and moaning so loudly your neighbours could hear, it made you grow closer to. finally jeongie came- her high pitched moan sent you overdrive, your pussy clamping down hard on her that no drop of cum leaked out as you milked her dry 😭
by the end she was exhausted as fawk.. having to work hard for val and working hard to please you GIRLY WAS OUT.. PASSED TF OUT!?!? but you were happy nonetheless,, finally getting minjeong to fuck you after god knows how many days.
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mhngng gamer minjeong come over rn i need you badly,, also lawl if this is bad OOPSIES i think i lost my smut writing abilities
#kaye: imagines!!#💩 anon#aespa smut#aespa winter smut#g!p aespa#g!p winter#aespa x fem reader smut#aespa x reader smut#winter x reader smut#kim minjeong smut#girl group smut#kpop smut#kpop girl group smut
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Omg omg Omggggg thoughts on a jiminjeong threesome? I feel like both karina and winter would be dominant. Karina would prolly be more of the nicer one but winter would go all out with the dirty talk as they fuck you however they like. I can even imagine winter getting jealous if karina hogs you too much, but karina just wants you to feel good😩 how do you think it’ll go down?
i might disagree a bit on this one! i see karina as someone who’s a switch but a bit more on the submissive side. she’s a giver and definitely “greedy” in the sense that it’s difficult to get her to share you with someone else but overall she’s not very dominant. almost service top-y? i hope that makes sense
winter is also switchy to me and she does get a little jealous when karina is hogging you to herself. i don’t think winter is much of a giver though. it’s not like she expects you and karina to do all of the work, but for example, she probably prefers to be the one being eaten out rather than eating someone else out
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Love Needs No Reasons
Karina x Winter x F!Reader
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Warnings: Insecurities, Doubts, Jealousy, Implied Depression, Exhaustion
Word Count: 3.4k
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A soulless chuckle effortlessly slipped past your lips as you feigned as though you were just as amused by the lead protagonist as your fellow members were. Mirroring their happiness so flawlessly you almost believed it to be true yourself, if only your eyes could hide the tale of your sorrows. Gone were the orbs that once shined with glee, replaced by a hollow gaze swirling with doubt.
The faint feeling of a thumb rubbing circles on your thigh brought you back to the present, but the sensation felt dull, as though you were numb to the world around you. Your eyes flickered to the hand in your lap, familiar messily painted nails gently scraping along your bare skin. Glancing at its owner, you were met with chocolate brown orbs that held nothing but love. Love you didn’t deserve.
At least that’s what you’d convinced yourself to believe. It was all you ever thought about these days. You couldn't imagine how such a gorgeous, charming individual could hold so much adoration for a person like yourself. No matter how hard you tried, you could never wrap your head around it. Jimin was perfect, a goddess blessed by the heavens with not only ethereal beauty, but a kind nature that made everyone in her presence feel at home, consumed by her warmth.
And yet she loved you. She doted on you each day with nothing but sincerity in her eyes, never forgetting to remind you of how much she cared for you. Every night Jimin would whisper to you in a sleepy daze, confessing how she falls deeper in love with you at each passing moment. All her admissions left you weak in the knees, but not in the way you’d dreamed about how love felt. It felt as though a knife was repeatedly plunged into your fragile heart, twisting it in as she watched you suffer, drowning in her affection.
Each word of adoration only proved to remind you of how little you deserved it. Jimin, a visual queen with a heart of gold, loving you? You shook your head in disapproval, scoffing at how naive you had been. You were trapped by her enchanting eyes that swirled with devotion to you. “Are you okay?” She whispers, concern written on her face from the moment she laid her alluring eyes upon you. You nod lazily, brushing away her worries and shrugging off the hand that now rested on your shoulder.
Two slim arms slithered around your torso, resting comfortably on your stomach. Turning your head, you glance over your shoulder, meeting Minjeong’s soft gaze. Her large eyes bore holes into your head, bottom lip jutted out as she pouted. You raise an inquisitive brow at her sudden action, receiving a huff in response as she tugs you impossibly closer, your back pressed to her chest. You squirm in her hold, avoiding her gaze for it only serves as a constant reminder of your lingering doubts.
Not only did Jimin share nothing but love for you, but Minjeong too. How did you have both of them wrapped around your finger without even trying? They were always by your side, unable to get enough of you. Yet each time their fingertips grazed your skin it burned, their touch branding you with uncertainty. Maybe they would be better off without you. It was a thought that frequently tainted your thoughts, imprisoning you in misery.
Their love was beautiful, how could something so precious be so destructive? They infected you with a love that was slowly killing you. “I love you,” Minjeong whispered in your ear, the words rolling off her tongue without a second thought, as if trying to coax you from your destructive thoughts. The phrase rang in your ears, effortlessly impaling you with a in one blow. Their love was fatal. You weren’t sure how much more your frail heart could handle, for it would only be so long before it collapsed under the pressure resting upon your chest.
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Minjeong observed you from across the room with hawk eyes, brows sewn together in confusion. You hadn’t spared her a glance this morning, not even bothering to greet her with the usual morning kiss she’d grown accustomed to. Instead she woke to cold sheets and faint traces of your lingering perfume. She approached you at breakfast, leaning down to press her coffee stained lips on yours, only for you to turn your head. Her mouth hung open, eyes widened in surprise. Not once had you refused a kiss from her awaiting lips.
Her initial thought was the possibility that she’d upset you, the idea left a scowl on her face. She’d racked her brain for every interaction you shared the night prior, but to no avail. She concluded it was just exhaustion, you’d never been a morning person, so maybe you’d just woken up on the wrong side of bed. So she tried again. Clumsily rushing up to you, a grin already fighting its way onto her face. You were so focused on perfecting the dance for your latest comeback that you failed to notice the puppy-like girl waiting eagerly by your side.
Glancing at the mirror, you flinched, startled by the presence on your right. Minjeong abruptly jumped into your arms, relying on you to catch her before she plummeted to the hard wooden floor. A melodious giggle escaped her parted lips, a look of mischief reflecting in her eyes. She felt a warmth being held in your arms, one that only so few could provide. But you only felt bittersweet. Sighing, you reluctantly placed her on the ground, gently pushing her away. Keeping her at arm's length always made it easier. “I’ve got to practice,” you said apologetically, turning away from her without another word.
She stared with a tilted head, waiting for you to break out into a fit of laughter and tell her it was a joke. Yet you remained stoic, carefully running through the choreography. Minjeong’s frown deepened at the sight, appalled by your blatant disregard of her presence. “Y/n~” She called, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip upon receiving no response. So she tried again, “Y/n?” Huffing, you met her gaze in the mirror, faltering under her dejected stare. “What is it, Winter?” You questioned, your eyes drained of life, the dark circles under your eyes prominent.
Her heart dropped. You never called her Winter, it was always some stupid nickname you insisted on and she always pretended to hate them. But you both knew better. However, Winter was reserved for teasing or public interactions. Hearing that name slip past you lips so effortlessly made her heart ache. It felt cold and distant, opposed to the usual warm and fuzzy feeling you left her with. Minjeong felt like someone of no significance to you when hearing that name in private, it hurt. Now she knew something was very wrong, but then came the problem of fixing it.
Minjeong’s eye darted around the room in uncertainty, shuffling away from you with a defeated sigh, frown plastered on her face, forehead creased. Her gaze flickered to the door as it swung open, Jimin gracefully sauntering into the studio. Feeling holes boring into the side of her head, the leader turned her head to meet Minjeong’s intense stare. Exchanging wordless conversation through their eyes, Jimin swifty traipsed over to the younger girl, raising an inquisitive brow. “What’s up?” The older woman questioned, tilting her head at the expression of dismay she was greeted with.
“Have you spoken with Y/n this morning?” Minjeong said, getting straight to the point. Jimin hummed thoughtfully, crossing her arms over her chest as she came to a conclusion. “No, she wasn’t in bed when I woke up. I think I saw her on the couch before I left though, she looked tired so I didn’t bother her.” The younger girl nodded along at her words, glancing at you in puzzlement. “Why do you ask?” The leader questioned, eyeing her girlfriend sceptically. “She has been off lately, and I can’t figure out why.” Minjeong whined in annoyance, throwing her head back in exasperation.
“What do you mean by ‘off’?” Jimin raised a brow, gaze flickering to you, watching as you practised tirelessly. Catching your eye in the mirror's reflection, the older girl shot you a warm smile, dimples on full display. Only for it to be wiped off not a second later, as you avoided her gaze, eyes darting around the room nervously. Without a second thought she was sauntering towards you, disregarding Minjeong’s whines of protest as she remained idle on the couch. Within moments she stood behind you, arms snaking around you as she pulled you into her chest.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Jimin whispered in your ear, her breath tickling your skin, leaving goosebumps in her wake. You shivered in her grip, prying her hands off you in an attempt to break free, but to no avail. Tightening her hold on your waist, she squeezed your hips, piercing gaze boring holes into you through the reflective surface. “N-Nothing,” you managed to stutter out under her firm gaze, earning a dissatisfied grunt. “Do I need to ask again?” She raised an impatient brow, fingertips drumming on your bare skin.
You rapidly shook your head in refusal, huffing as you struggled to break free of her grasp. “Can we not?” You whispered, startling Jimin with your weak plea, exhaustion beginning to take a toll on you. She frowned, worry written on her face as she released you wordlessly, hands stalling on your hips before her touch was erased from your skin. The tension was palpable as she lingered by you side, silently watching with a frown as you began to fall into a whirlwind of swirling thoughts. Jimin couldn’t look into your eyes and read you like an open book as she once had. It irked her.
“Alright everyone, let’s get started!” The choreographer shouted, all of those present stumbling over to the older woman. “Y/n..” Jimin called after you, trailing off as you turned on your heel, shuffling over to the choreographer before she could get another word in. Jimin’s eyes followed your every movement, a frown cemented on her face. “I told you she was off,” Minjeong mumbled, rolling her eyes at the confused expression on her girlfriend’s face. “Do you know why?” The older girl questioned, crossing her arms over her chest as she turned to face Minjeong.
The younger girl shrugged her shoulders, “no clue. Though it seems that we’re the only ones having problems,” Minjeong uttered with gritted teeth, tilting her head in your direction. Following the younger girl's gaze, Jimin almost growled at the sight. There you were, laughing away with the backup dancers, head tucked snugly into the crook of Aeri’s neck, her arm slung around your shoulder. All while your girlfriend’s stood stiffly in the corner, eyes burning with fury as they’d been pushed on the sidelines. “Is she sick of us?” Jimin asked, disbelieving of the words that fell from her lips.
“You don’t think she doesn’t want us anymore, do you?” Minjeong questioned incredulously, an underlying hint of uncertainty in her tone. Jimin shook her head in denial, but the ominous mood remained, both unable to fight off the doubt that pestered their thoughts. “She won't leave us.. will she?” The younger was first to break the tense silence, voice laced with wariness. They shared a glance before turning their heads to face you once more, no longer blinded by a jealous rage, but judgement clouded by insecurities that poisoned into their minds.
“I guess we’ll just have to show her what she’s missing.” And thus began their treacherous endeavour to claim your heart.
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Another comeback, more interviews, endless days, sleepless nights. There you sat in yet another interview, fighting to mask the fatigue that threatened to seep through the cracks. Ignoring the way your body screamed in protest each time you moved was a mindless procedure, passing off the fact that your girlfriend’s were all over each other, not so much. What hurt more was that they never once spared you a glance, far too absorbed in each other to remember your exsistence. You couldn’t even be mad, it was your fault for pushing them away after all. Maybe it was time to accept your fate and the inevitable end to your relationship.
They would probably be better off without you, this would be best, all parties could come out of it unscathed. They could go back to living their life in peace without you, that’s how it all began anyway. The young couple were doing just fine before you joined, why did you have to ruin it all? Now you could only do one thing to fix it. You glanced at the two with a fond smile, Jimin wrapped an arm around the younger girl, her hand laced with Minjeong’s, laying atop her blanket-covered lap. Their eyes full of nothing but love and desire as they stole glances at each other in between questions.
A regretful frown threatened to tug at your lips, eyebrows sewn together in thought. For a fleeting moment, you let the pain consume you, tendrils tightening around you heart in a deadly grip. Their thornes piercing you with heartache, squeezing so tightly it numbed you. Left abandoned in an dark empty pit of longing, a feeling you will yourself to not express. Only a few more hours, you promised yourself, returning your gaze to the interviewer who chuckled at one of Yizhuo’s infamous face’s.
The one thing you failed to notice was their familiar eyes boring holes into your head each time you looked away. Jimin and Minjeong began to lose hope as you continuously ignored them, no matter how hard they tried you wouldn’t look their way. And when you finally did, your eyes held no emotion, gone was the love in your eyes they once possessed, replaced by a blank stare. Their hearts burned with disappointment, yearning, desperation but most of all, fear. The fear of losing you now became a frightening reality they couldn’t seem to manipulate in their favour.
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You shuffled into your room tiredly, struggling to fight off the sleep as your eyes begged to flutter shut. Upon reaching your bed, your knees gave out as you collapsed onto the mattress, face half buried in a pillow. The world around you began to fade into darkness, eyes fluttering shut, the last thing you saw was the distant blur of a naturally illuminated desk. At the faint sound of a door creaking open, you fought off your sleep, unable to will your eyes open, still heavy with exhaustion.
You jolted up at the muffled sound of hushed voices, blinking rapidly as you adjusted to the blindingly bright ceiling light. “What is it?” You mumbled groggily, rubbing the sleep from your eyes with the sleeve of an oversized hoodie. Minjeong’s oversized hoodie to be exact. Feeling the bed dip, you squinted at the figure that sat perched at the end of your bed. Or was it two people? “Y/n.” The familiar silky soft voice blessed your ears, although it was impossible to deny the certain sternness it carried. “Karina,” you greeted her with a sad smile, hauling your body to a sit up straight.
“Do you still love us?” She asked, never one to edge around things. “I-” You paused for a moment, sinking your teeth into your bottom lips as you glanced at the two girls before you. “You don’t love us anymore!” Minjeong exclaimed, filling your silence, her voice cracking in heartbreak. “That’s not true!” You tried to defend, but the guilty expression plastered on your face told them the wrong story. “Do you want to break up with us?” Jimin asked calmly, though you weren’t blind, the saddened look on her face was clear as day.
Sighing, you ran a hand through your hair, it was far too late and you were far too tired for this. “I think that might be best,” you uttered sorrowfully, the words leaving a bitter taste in your mouth, eyes shining. Jimin blinked back tears of her own, while Minjeong let them cascade down her pale cheeks. “Why?” The younger asked, sniffling as she gazed at you with her large brown eyes full of despair, something you were responsible for. Facing her was too painful, so you forced your gaze to the ground, but her expression of shattered hope would haunt you as long as you lived.
“Did we do something wrong?” Jimin questioned, unable to hide the waver in her voice. “N-No, it’s just-” You inhaled sharply, struggling to find the right words. “Just what, Y/n?” The older girl asked impatiently, frustratedly wiping away the stray tears that rolled down her cheeks. “It’s just that I’m sure you'll both be happier without me!” You declared, unable to stop the broken sob that ripped past your lips, finally letting out what you’d bottled up all this time. “What?” Minjeong practically shrieked, an incredulous look stuck to her tear stained face.
“It’s true! I see the way you look at each other when I’m not around, just like today. Aren’t you better off without me? I don’t even understand why you haven’t already ended things, or why you were even interested in the first place.” You mumbled the last part under your breath, but they heard you clear as day. “None of that’s true-” Minjeong began to protest, eyes bulging out of her head, she couldn't imagine how you could think such thoughts. “It’s okay, Minjeong.” You assured, sending her a broken smile, her heart sinking in her chest.
“I’ll be fine, you don’t have to worry. Just be happy with each other-” you spoke sincerely, voice wavering as another sob threatened to rip past your lips. “Y/n!” Jimin yelled, jumping to her feet as she cut you off. “Happy is the furthest thing from what we’ll be without you. It’s not the same if you’re not there with us, and if you never will be. We need you. We love you Y/n.” Jimin knelt in front of you, grasping your hands in her own as she gazed into you eyes with nothing but honesty.
“I still don’t understand why you love me,” you muttered sadly, eyes glued to the hands in your lap. “Because you’re amazing, Y/n. You’re beautiful, kind, considerate, you put everyone before yourself.” Minjeong jumped in, arm wrapping around your waist as she slid next to you. “None of that matters though, because love needs no reasons. And I love you, Y/n, it’s as simple as that.” She continued, hopeful eyes burning into your soul. “So please don’t leave,” Jimin finished, rubbing your knuckles with the pads of her thumbs.
“Okay,” you whispered, fresh tears spilling from your eyes. Jimin smiled in relief, raising her hand to cup your cheek, gently wiping away your tears. Minjeong tugged you to lay flat on the bed, pulling you impossibly closer as she tucked your head into the crook of her neck. “I promise I’ll never stop loving you,” she whispered, smiling as you nuzzled your nose against her neck, your breath tickling her skin. “As do I,” Jimin proclaimed, lying down behind you, draping a lazy arm over the two of you.
“I love you both so much more than you know and I’m sorry for this mess,” you whispered, beginning to feel drowsy in their warm hold. “Don’t be,” Jimin assured, pressing her face into the back of your neck, planting a gentle kiss on your skin. “Just promise us one thing, love?” She asked, receiving a sleepy hum in response, as Minjeong chuckled, her hand dipping under your shirt to rub soothing circles on your skin. “Promise that if you ever feel like that again you’ll tell us,” Jimin mumbled against your skin, lips grazing your neck.
“I promise,” you said, eyes begging to flutter closed once more. “Sleep well, baby,” Minjeong pressed a kiss atop your head, the faint thump of her heartbeat lulling you into a deep slumber. She grinned at Jimin, lips puckered as she awaited a kiss. The older girl chuckled, leaning forwards to press their lips together in a brief kiss. They both settled on either side of you, hearts content as they began to fall into unconsciousness. They could sleep happily knowing you were trapped between their arms and weren’t intending on leaving anytime soon.
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snowy christmas
all I want is you
word count : 2k words
genre : fluff; minjeong loves the snow during the christmas season but this year is different; winrina au
tw : none :)
a/n : merry christmas everyone and happy new year in advance :3 enjoy !!
it was christmas eve. the first snow happened some time ago and the forecast did not help anymore with minjeong's wishes. snow and christmas had always came in a set ever since forever to the girl who sat by the window with a hot cup of chocolate milk in her hands. she was home alone, with her girlfriend on an extra shift at work so she would be late.
another sigh left her lips, being the nth one on this christmas eve night. drinking the last sip of milk, she stood up from her seat after being on it for an hour now, just admiring the night scenery it had offered that night. figuring that being down just because it hadn't snow wasn't the best way to spend the upcoming christmas, she decided to take a night walk in the neighbourhood park.
walking to their shared bedroom, she slipped into a thick cardigan and wrapped a scarf around her neck to keep herself warm in the cold atmosphere. although it didn't snow for the past week, temperatures would occasionally drop below zero degrees and that night was one of them. she had brought heat packs just in case her hands freeze.
as she made her way to the park, she seemed to have some company. families had come after having their dinner and everyone seemed to have much fun, except for minjeong. although she knew it wasn't nice to be grumpy, she couldn't help but to feel disappointed. the year's been rough for not only her but everyone and she had really looked forward to this holiday.
a bench was empty so she found a comfortable spot on it. looking at the different families who had some of the children run around and at the playground, she felt her heart clench a little at how she was alone on this christmas eve night. she knew her girlfriend would be busy despite it being all festive with the holiday feels. and that as an understanding girlfriend, she shouldn't be clingy when her girlfriend has important work to attend to.
just as her thoughts came to an end, her phone buzzed in her cardigan pocket. picking up the call, she seemed to have forgotten about her saddening thoughts.
minjeong : mm, jimin-ah. why did you call?
jimin : where did you go? the house's empty so i got a little worried.
minjeong : I'm at the park. I'll be-
jimin : what? why are you out in such a weather?
minjeong : it just felt a little stuffy, being in the house...
jimin : hah, alright. stay put, I'll be coming over now.
minjeong : okay.
with that, she hung up first. her hand plopped on her lap and let her phone rest there. the children were shouting and running around and they looked so happy. should i be that happy too, minjeong questioned herself. a sudden thought struck her, it would be so nice that she had a family like that.
"oh look at you, look at how thin you've dressed."
she had quickly rushed to the park after hearing that her girlfriend was at the park and she knew that she wouldn't have dressed warm enough to not catch a cold. wrapping her coat around her tiny frame, it wasn't really hard to do so. she made sure she was comfortable in her embrace.
"no, look. it's a thick cardigan and i put a scarf on. also, I brought a heat pack just in case."
she reached for the heat pack in her left pocket and showed it to jimin, proud of herself. she just shook her head at how she was and let out a soft chuckle at how cute she looked under the moonlight.
"but still, you can still catch a cold."
"no, I'm warm enough."
"trust me, I've worn three layers and still caught a cold when I was 15."
"that's because you're weak."
"hey! I was athletic even when I was young. so much from someone who hates to exercise."
"at least I don't get sick often unlike someone."
minjeong put out her tongue at jimin, who's in disbelief because of her words. she couldn't say anything because she was right. although she works out almost every day, she still got sick more often than she did. deciding to get revenge at her, she tickled her, knowing that she was a weak one when it comes to tickles.
"hey! stop, haha!"
"not until you say sorry!"
"okay okay! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! now will you stop!"
she did stop but here came another request.
"what?"
"give me a kiss then I'll stop. if not, you won't be able to leave this spot and I'll go on."
without hesitation, she leaned in for a quick peck on her lips. she was taken aback and just stared at her with wide eyes. minjeong was never one to initiate skinship, let alone kisses. the last time she had kissed her first was probably at the start of the year during the new year.
"what now? do you need more?"
"n-no. j-just u-uh..."
"aw, is my baby shy?"
"wha?? are you minjeong?"
"then who am I? of course I am."
"you don't... you never..."
"but you liked it... right?"
a little worry was evident in her eyes, afraid that she didn't like it. she didn't know if it was something right to do as jimin was her first love. they had been dating for about 2 years now, ever since they were first years. the older noticed and immediately cupped her cheeks, not wanting her to feel that way. she liked it that she was being initiative. like was more of an understatement, she loved it. she loved it with her whole heart.
"oh, bunny, of course I liked it, I loved it. though, I wish you would do it more often."
"really? then I'll.. try..."
"you don't have to force yourself, okay? I just need you to be by my side."
"I'll always be by your side. will you too?"
"mhm. how can I get myself to leave this angel?"
"you and your cheesy lines. you were pretty cute, looking a little flustered back there."
"who wouldn't? it's not every day I get kisses first AND hear you call me baby."
"then I'll kiss you first and call you that every day, baby."
"maybe this isn't such a bad christmas after all."
she placed a soft kiss on her forehead before looking into her brown orbs and admiring them. jimin was truly lucky to be able to be her girlfriend. when the younger said yes to her confession, she felt like her heart was about to explode that time.
"jimin-ah."
"yeah? I thought you said you're gonna call me baby."
"alright then, baby."
"yes, bunny? what do you need?"
"do you think it's gonna snow tomorrow?"
"depends, I don't really believe the forecast so if we wish harder, it may."
"really? you really think so?"
"of course, I know you want it to snow because it's christmas tomorrow."
"but aren't chances low?"
"it doesn't hurt to try."
minjeong just snuggled closer into jimin's chest and wrapped her hands around her waist, taking in her scent. they stayed like that for a while before she had suggested for them to get back and sleep as it was getting late and colder by the second.
before they did, she took a shower after being out for the whole day. the younger had sat on her side of the bed and scrolled through the shopping site, awaiting for her orders to arrive tomorrow.
"what you looking at?"
"hmm, the couple rings we ordered last week, they said that they would send it tomorrow."
"that's nice, maybe we can flex it to aeri and yizhuo.
"seriously? that's all you can think of?"
"well, I can't forget that the ring is for our 3rd anniversary."
"I thought you forgot."
"how can I? I literally confessed to you on new year's and the fireworks went boom! as you said yes."
she blushed at how she just said that and placed a kiss on her lips right after she said yes. and of course, it didn't go unnoticed by jimin, who still found it cute of her to blush at the event. she just hugged her out of the blue and buried her nose into her neck. minjeong too wrapped her arms around her and they stayed in that position.
"minjeong-ah."
"yes, baby?
"I can never get used to you calling me that.
"of course you can't, I just started calling you that about two hours ago."
silence engulfed the two before jimin spoke up again.
"thank you. thank you for being my girlfriend. thank you for being there when I was having it hard. thank you for accepting me for who I am. thank you, kim minjeong for being in my life."
she didn't receive a response from the younger so she let go from the embrace to see her teary eyes. seeing them, she panicked, wondering if she had said something wrong.
"bunny, look at me. what's wrong?"
"I know I shouldn't be like this, but I just miss you so much. it's not like you don't come home, but I just felt a little lonely these days. I do have my social life however it's different when it comes to you. you are someone special and precious in my life too."
she felt bad, guilty. jimin had been coming home late at midnight and leaving early in the morning, not letting minjeong see her properly. she too had missed cuddling to sleep and waking up to cuddle again then going for brunch. work just hasn't been allowing for her to do so.
"bunny, don't cry. I'm the one at wrong here."
"no, you're not. it's work after all, it's something you can't ignore."
"no, I can. it is important but you come first. you're the first priority in my life."
minjeong just nodded at her and sniffled a little. jimin just laughed at how cute her red nose was although she had just cried. how did she get to meet such an adorable bunny and make her the love of her life? she patted her back slowly to calm her down before they had cuddled to sleep. it was christmas and she had the day off, planning to spend all of it with her. starting with her waking up by her side.
☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜゜・。。・★
the next morning came and it was colder than the usual winter mornings. though they had the heater on, the slight chill had minjeong shuddering in jimin's embrace, waking her up from her slumber in the process. she pulled the younger closer, making sure she was warm. her warmth had warmed the older up too.
jimin slowly opened her eyes to see her sleeping beauty, from her closed eyes to her nose to her slightly parted lips. pecking her lips, the younger's eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the bright light shining in through the window. although she should be admiring jimin who was finally able to spend time with her, she couldn't help but notice the sight she had been waiting for the entire time.
sleep was soon a long gone matter as it was snowing outside right now. throwing the blanket off, minjeong ran to the window and placed her hands on the window as she felt the cold seep through the glass onto her palms.
"jimin-ah, look! it's snowing! it's actually snowing!"
"yeah it is..."
"aren't you excited?"
"I am, just that I'm still feeling a little groggy..."
"then will this wake you up?"
she tipped toe to place a morning kiss on her lips, returning the earlier favor.
"yup, definitely did. good morning by the way."
"good morning to you too, sleepyhead."
jimin hugged her from behind as the younger was still mesmerized by how it actually snowed on christmas day. she had little to no expectation since the forecast said it wouldn't. she looked at jimin and smiled like a little kid. she smiled back at her too, glad that she was happy. because of the snow and because she was there with her as well.
"merry christmas, baby."
"merry christmas to you too, bunny."
"anything you wanna do today?"
"umm.. everything you wanna do with me. I'm all yours today, and forever."
#karina#winter#yu jimin#kim minjeong#aespa#aespa fluff#aespa imagines#aespa scenarios#winrina#jiminjeong#christmas#Spotify
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genre : fluff, record shop owner jimin & songwriter minjeong (aka two confident beautiful people meeting in the countryside); winrina au
tw : none :)
a/n : the song lyrics in the story is bruno major's 'the most beautiful thing', they really suit the vibe that i am looking for the fic. something about record shops scream warmth :3 enjoy !!
music seeps through the door of jimin's record shop whenever the front door swings open with customers going in and out. it was like every other day that the current owner would play her favourites on the record player that belongs to her father. well, she inherited his record shop when he decided that it was time for her to run the business instead of him though he still drops by once in a while to do a surprise 'inspection'.
jimin never put much though into her future career unlike her older sister who had everything thought out since she was 12. her old man too didn't force his younger one to find a dream, not ignoring the fact that he had a wish for either of his daughters to continue the family business. she gladly accepted the offer the other day to start running the shop on her own after watching from the sides for the past few years.
she finds tranquility and contentment with just dealing with records and the same faces of customers everyday. ruckus and chaos was never jimin's thing since young and would probably not be in the future, pretty much a pet peeve at this point. even her friends are all composed and a quiet bunch when they with society, unless they are together then they would get all chatty and hyped, comfortable with each others' presence.
the dusk sun was already shining on the old shelves housing the vinyl records, some dusty and some with traces of movement. 'another day it is', as jimin thought. a total 7 bell rings on the door marked the number of customers there would be in a day and she did hear the 7th one some time ago. just as she was about to stop playing the record player, the 8th ring echoed across the empty shop (except that jimin's still there).
the owner halted her actions and whipped her head towards the door to see the unexpected guest. it was a girl around her age, with a hoodie and pajama pants, as well as a bag of food in her hand. the said girl was eyeing around, clearly unfamiliar with the old record shop in a small neighbourhood, sat in a corner with only a few shops around. it was starting to get dark so jimin stood up from her seat at the counter to switch on the lights.
maybe the girl was not aware of another presence of the shop, she started to look around, turning in rounds after the lights suddenly flipped on. but she soon found jimin who was staring at her with slight amusement in her eyes before bowing a little to acknowledge her customer. the girl returned the gesture before hiding her slightly heated face from the owner's peripheral vision. she definitely didn't think that such a beautiful young lady would own such an old-fashioned record shop.
"are you looking for something specific?"
busy with the hiding of her face, she failed to notice jimin's movement towards her, slowly turning redder than before. she should thank the lights for being slightly tinted orange which helped her hide the blush on her face better.
"ahh, nothing in particular actually. i happened to walk by and found the shop interesting so here i am."
the girl found it slightly awkward for her to enter without having a goal since she was actually on her way back from the convenience store a few shops away from this one. thinking that maybe the owner was not by the counter, she took the chance to enter and take a quick look around before thinking to leave back to her place. jimin was crouched under the counter to arrange the boxes of random items in the shop just when the girl looked in.
"hmm, would you like me to play you some?"
"if that's fine with you, i'll gladly accept."
"come on, i have one on the player right now."
jimin gestured the girl over to the counter where she was earlier. as the latter took a seat, the owner adjusted the needle to play the second track of the vinyl. a familiar instrumental started off and the girl instantly recognized the melody.
"bruno major? you have some taste."
"that's flattering of you. i don't know much about old songs but i know a handful of newer ones."
"well, it's better than knowing none, for a record shop owner."
the girl chuckled as she enjoyed the tunes from the player.
Will it be a pavement or a sidewalk
When I finally lay my eyes on you?
the two sat in silence while looking out of the window, admiring the gradient sky as time sits between day and night.
Someone I've already loved
will you find your way out of the blue?
just as the owner shifted her eyes onto the young girl, she realized she hadn't got her name.
"what's your name? i'm yu jimin. as far as i know, you don't live here."
the girl turned to answer politely.
"kim minjeong, and yes, i live in seoul but here for a short vacation to clear my thoughts."
"whoa..."
minjeong found jimin's reaction odd but also cute. she reminds her of a cat if she were to look for an animal representation.
" why whoa?"
Someone on a screen asked me a question
Something about what love means to me
"because i've never met someone from seoul before."
"no worries, i'm from busan, just moved to seoul for my work."
"oh? you're not a university student?"
"graduated not too long ago, i'm currently an aspiring songwriter."
it felt weird for minjeong to call herself a songwriter, she felt that her skills still need a lot of improvement and of course a lot more experience before she can actually call herself one. but jimin's eyes were sparkling as she looked at her intently. the girl didn't know what to do with the admiration and just rubbed her nape as she smiles awkwardly.
"can i listen to your songs? when you're ready of course."
"but i'm not really that good at writing them yet."
"doesn't matter because music is subjective."
"you're not wrong."
I don't know who you are
But I'll save you a seat
"will you be leaving soon? as in not only for today, but also this place to be back in seoul."
"hmm, i don't mind staying a little longer to get to know you. i would be leaving in a few days for seoul. unless you would like me to stay longer."
it was jimin's turn to have a crimson shade painted on her cheeks, slightly taken aback by the last sentence. was she being utterly obvious with her interest in minjeong for her to say something like that? she's not going to lie that it was refreshing to see someone around her age in this neighbourhood where the average age is 50 years old. it used to be higher but with jimin around it went down a little.
"i.. do. i would like to get to know you more, kim minjeong-ssi."
minjeong didn't waste any time to express her interest too.
"well, i feel the same too, yu jimin-ssi."
"if you don't mind, i would like to invite you over for dinner at my place. of course my parents would be there too."
"sure, i don't mind as long as they are fine with my sudden visit."
"my parents would be mostly delighted to see that her daughter has met someone new."
"same to say here."
"let's go then. it's actually past closing time so my parents are waiting for me to be home dinner."
"alright."
as they finished wrapping up the business for the day, the two walked side by side to jimin's house. hands grazing against each other's before minjeong held jimin's in hers. flashing a warm smile to the older when she was shocked, her eyes folded into crescents as she did the same.
So here's to you
The most beautiful thing that I have never seen
#karina#winter#yu jimin#kim minjeong#aespa#aespa fluff#aespa imagines#aespa scenarios#winrina#jiminjeong#Spotify
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If you want to be winters cumslut you’ll also have to be rinas cumdump
anons fr tempting me into making a crazy amount of jiminjeong threesome fics and imagines
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RULES
! MDNI !
i’ll delete reqs that make me uncomfortable + reqs that don’t inspire me enough
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WHO I NEED TO SLUT ME OUT RN who i’ll mostly write about
ot4 aespa
ot4 le sserafim
ot12 loona
feel free to req other ggs but i cant guarantee i can write for all ;;
what i write:
fem idol x fem reader
different au's drabbles, imagines, one shots, smaus
2004 idols and above
G!P reader and idol
legal age gaps
OMEGAVERSE
threesomes, foursomes you name it (with reader only)
some taboo kinks (dubcon , pseudo incest, cheating etc. i'll always give out cws)
noncon (rarely, don’t ask abt noncon because i don’t like it when i get asked abt it,,)
what i won't write:
idol x idol (unless it’s jiminjeong…)
pedophilia
incest
male reader, gender neutral reader
scat, vomit, blood, bodily fluids ykyk, any sort of self harm, suicide, any of that jazz
feet...
anal (well….)
angst probably
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Hi I really loved the seulgi x Wendy x reader one! Is it okay if you do the same thing with winter and karina if that’s possible! Love the content!!
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Sweet Surprises
Karina x Winter x GN!Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None
Word Count: 810
Buy me a coffee :)
It’d been far too long since you’d seen your girlfriends, the thought making you huff. Recently the one way you’d get to hear their voices was for a short call, sometimes they could only text. All you could do was watch video updates, or their lives. You knew their company was strict, especially with their upcoming performance. So if they weren’t allowed out to see you, you would just have to go to them.
Walking through the familiar halls, you could faintly hear music echoing through them. You came to a stop in front of a door, taking a deep breath in before turning the handle and pushing it open. All heads turning to you, curiously eyes squinting at you. The amount of people in the room made you nervous, searching desperately for you girlfriends.
A loud laugh in the distance broke you from your thoughts, glancing over to the corner of the room. Stood there, hunched over chuckling, were the two girls you missed so much. You were glad to see them still having fun during their packed schedule, a smile spreading across your face at the sight. Their laughter died down once they realised everyone else in the room had gone silent.
Turning around in wonder, both of them looking at you, eyes widening. “Y/N!” They squealed simultaneously, running towards you in an instant. Both of them practically jumping into your arms, making you topple over, Karina and Winter landing on top of you with a thud. The curious eyes of their fellow idols long forgotten, eyes only on each other.
Winter chuckled, while Jimin cheeked to make sure you weren’t hurt, however staying in place. “When did you get here?” The older asked, caressing your cheek. “Just now,” you responded simply, leaning further into her touch. “Why didn’t you tell us you were coming?” Minjeong pouted. “Surprise?” You answered in a questioning tone.
“I missed you guys,” You whispered to them, smiling softly. “We missed you too Y/n, more than you know.” Jimin said, pressing a small peck to your cheek, Minjeong copying her actions. Someone clearing their throat brought you back to reality, eyes snapping up to see five people looking down at you with suspicion.
“Right, this is Y/n.” Jimin rushed to get off you, Minjeong a little more hesitant to do so. You were both eventually pulled up by the older, bowing respectfully to the other girls in the room. They eyed you suspiciously, making you look at your girlfriends, eyes shaking. Jimin and Minjeong give you encouraging smiles, not fazed by their unnies antics.
“What are your intentions with them?” Taeyeon interrogated, raising a threatening eyebrow. You attempted to stutter out an answer, but got cut off by the older girls laughing. Soon everyone around you broke out into a fit of giggles, leaving you confused and flustered.
“They talk about you a lot,” Boa said fondly, her being the only one that wasn’t laughing. You sighed in relief, taking that as some form of acceptance to your relationship. Minjeong’s hand slips into yours casually, giving it a gentle squeeze. Jimin raking her fingers through your hair in comfort, wordlessly conveying her feelings.
The girls around you all started cooing, rushing to grab their phones, trying to capture the moment. “Welcome to SM family Y/n!” Seulgi said, a bright grin spread across her face. You guessed the rumours about her being very kind were true, smiling back at her. “If you don’t mind unnies, we’re gonna take a break.” Jimin spoke up, pointing towards the door.
They all nodded in understanding, ushering you three out the door. Once it closed behind you, Minjeong looked over her shoulder. Seeing that there was no one around, she connected her lips to yours, missing the feeling. You both sighed into the kiss, pulling away contentedly. However, another pair of lips replaced hers, belonging to Jimin. Her arms coming up to wrap around your neck, playing with your hair.
A whine from Minjeong made you break apart, looking at the pouting girl. “That’s not fair, you gotta kiss Y/n longer than I did.” She complained, stomping her feet. Trying your best to end the conflict, you pulled them both into your side, arms wrapped around their shoulders securely. “Let’s not fight, we don’t have much time.” You reasoned, pecking each of their cheeks, letting it linger slightly.
“I love you,” Jimin suddenly said to both of you, a warm smile on her lips. The look in her eyes makes you blush, hiding your face in her neck. “I love you,” you mumbled, but she heard it loud and clear. “I love you both so much,” Minjeong said finally, planting a kiss on Jimin’s cheek, then your head. All unaware of their unnies fighting to listen through the door, eager smiles on their faces.
#aespa x reader#winrina x reader#aespa imagines#winrina imagines#karina x reader#winter x reader#winter x karina#jiminjeong#fanfic#gxg#writing#wlw#kpop#karina imagines#winter imagines#winter scenarios#karina scenarios#polygamy#fluff#taeyeon#boa#hyoyeon#seulgi#wendy#red velvet#girls generation#snsd#got the beat
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