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Prompt: sowoen has her first rut

sowoen (alpha) has her first rut but thankfully bada (alpha)is there to guide her and tatter (omega) is there to help her

TW: A/B/O, g!p, threesome, dirty talk, degradation, rutting, knotting, double penetration, breeding, age difference, size difference, cockwarming, belly bulge, anal

a/n i refer to tatter as her real name taeyoung throughout

“Let's go through the routine one more time; make sure you got it down,” Bada hummed, sitting on the practice room floor, her head leaning up against the wall.

Sowoen nodded. One more time couldn’t hurt, she thought to herself.

It was nearly 3 am at the dance studio. Other than Bada and Taeyoung, the other Bebe members had long since trickled their way out. Finish memorizing the dance for their upcoming mission. For some reason, though, Sowoen just could not get the moves down. She had been at it for hours, standing in front of the mirror, the same song replaying time after time. Previously, the other members were by her side, explaining the steps one by one to her. However, she just couldn’t get it.

She couldn’t put her finger on it. It was like she wasn’t in control of her body.

Only when all the other members had left was the issue more apparent to Sowoen. When she got to the practice room today, she noticed a strange scent in the air but decided to ignore it. Nobody else seemed to have noticed it, so she assumed she was just imagining things.

When it went down to just the three of them, it became apparent the smell was Taeyoung. And it had only grown stronger. Sowoen didn’t understand why the scent of citrus exuding from her had only now started to disrupt her focus. This is how Taeyoung always smelt. She's sure of it. After all, it was her favorite scent out of the omegas in the group.

Whatever was up with her, she had to ignore it, and she couldn’t let her group down just because she was having an off day.

Bada had seen the frustration and anger coming from the maknae. She knew she was trying her best, doing the best she could. That’s why she said nothing when the other Bebe members bid her goodbye, asking her when she was leaving. Opting to stay with the maknae instead. Bada knows how upsetting and lonely it can feel in the practice room late at night, and she didn’t want that for Sowoen.

And as Taeyoung was practically a second leader to Bada, she had decided to stay with the maknae as well. Standing by her side, doing the movements with her, over and over. Still, somehow, despite how exhaustion and tiredness of 3 am hours had rolled around, Taeyong had been the one to lighten the mood for the three. Still managed to crack some jokes here and there.

It did seem like Sowoen's hard work was starting to pay off. Perhaps it was the pressure of knowing that her unnies wouldn’t leave unless she had gotten the moves down. As the hours went by, the moves had started to click with her.

So here they were. Still stood by Soewon's side for the past few hours.

Bada looked down at her phone, where the song they had been practicing for the past few hours had been queued up time and time again. She pressed play on the song at let the music ring out for the nth time that night.

Sowoens got it; she nodded to herself. Parts where she had previously faltered or forgotten, she had managed to recall the moves, doing them in almost perfect sync with Taeyoung.

Focus, focus, focus, that was the only thing running through Sowoen's mind. She looked at herself in the mirror. Even she was able to see she had improved. She felt more confident in herself than before with each move. So confident, in fact, she let her gaze wander to the side of her.

To Taeyoung.

The sweat coating her skin, falling down her neck. As she whipped her head, hitting the next beat of the dance. In between each movement, Soewon could hear the hard breaths of air she was exhaling.

With every inhale, the citrusy scent was growing stronger, engulfing all of Sowoen's senses. She was trying. She really was. She tried to redirect her eyes back to herself, but no matter how hard she tried, they kept glancing back at Taeyoung, imagining what she would look like, exhausted in another way.

Her head was starting to hurt. Her vision was getting blurry, with tunnel vision only focusing on Taeyoung. She shook her head.

Focus, focus, focus, she was oh so desperately trying.

But, before Sowoen knew it, she found herself tripping on her own feet, followed by her body colliding with the hardwood floor of the dance studio.

“Sowoenie, oh my god, are you okay?” Taeyoung stood over her, face riddled with concern.

“Ye-yeah, i- i jus-”.

Cutting her words off, the overwhelming scent of citrus again filled her nostrils. She looked up at Taeyoung. This. This was her fault, Sowoen reasoned. Getting up off the ground, she towered over Taeyoung. So small, so delicate.

“Why do you smell like that?” Sowoen took a deep inhale; the scent was practically in her head, and she couldn’t think of anything else right now. Just that scent, just Taeyoung. She wanted. No needed it.

“Sm-smell li-like what?” Taeyoung stuttered as she had never seen the maknae act this way before. Sensing the newfound tension in the air between the two, Bada had gotten up and stood next to them.

“Citrus, it's you.” Sowoens eyes bored into Taeyoung. Who only looked back at her with utter confusion. Of course, she knew it was her scent, but she knew for a fact that she had taken her scent blockers today.

Bada took a deep sniff of the air, trying to catch the scent Sowoen had been talking about. Upon inhaling the air, she smelt nothing. Sniffing a bit deeper, she was able to pick up the scent of a slight citrus. That was normal, though. It shouldn’t be anything that would make Sowoen's nose act up unless.

And then it hit her.

“You’re rutting.” Bada's words practically felt like a knife as they cut through Sowoen and Taeyoung's confrontation. Sowoen whipped her head to look at Bada.

“No, I- I- don’t,” She stuttered. Sowoen hadn’t ever rut before. She knew that it would probably hit her sometime this year as she had just recently turned 19. She didn’t think it would be this soon, especially not here.

“You wouldn’t be able to smell Taeyoung like that anyway else,” Bada concluded. She, herself an alpha, knew all the signs of an upcoming rut. The heightened senses, the irritability, the inability to think of anything else but breeding.

“Couldn’t you sense it coming?” Bada quirked an eyebrow at her as she asked.

Sowoen's cheeks started to heat up upon being asked this question. Suddenly feeling the eyes of both her unnies on her, waiting for her answer.

“I-i’ve never rut before, i-i don’t know.” Sowoen bowed her head, looking at the ground.

Bada nodded her head. She couldn’t blame the maknae for not knowing the signs. Now, she was starting to feel bad for pushing her so hard during this dance practice. She would've sent her home if she knew how the maknae was feeling. A tap on her arm broke her away from her thoughts.

“What should we do?” Taeyoung asked. Although it wasn’t inherently her fault, she still felt bad. She had been around some overbearing, aggressive alphas in the past who hadn’t been able to control themselves at the very scent of an omega. She wonders how Sowoen, a relatively new presenting alpha, has been able to control herself this entire time, not just around her but also the other four omegas in the group.

Bada felt that the two options here were cut and dry. Taeyoung helps Sowoen through her rut right now. Or they somehow lug Sowoen back to her house and let her parents deal with it. Looking at the state of the maknae, whose eyes were still firmly planted on the ground, while she had a light sheer of sweat coating her skin, thought the right answer would be obvious. Saying that, though, she wouldn’t force Taeyoung into accepting the first option either.

“Do you want to help her, you know?” Bada quirked an eyebrow.

Hearing those words had caught Sowoen's attention. Her head perked up as she looked to Taeyoung to see her answer.

It’s her first rut. How bad could it be, Taeyoung thought to herself.

“Ye-yeah, I-i’ll help her.”

“Th-thank you, unnie,” Sowoen said with the utmost sincerity.

It didn’t take long for Taeyoung to feel her back collide with the hardwood floor, as the maknae had, by all means, tackled her to the ground. Leaving sloppy kisses all over her neck.

“H-hey Sowoen, wait a second.” She used way too much strength than usual to push the maknae, getting her to stop. She unzipped the hoodie she had been wearing, now only left in a simple sports bra. Taeyoung could practically see the fireworks in Sowoen's eyes as she went back down to kissing her neck, leaving little bites here and there.

Taeyoung smelt so good she needed more. Sowoen kept trying to dig her nose deeper and deeper into the crook of Taeyoung's neck, trying to get as close as possible to her. She needed her; she needed to get closer.

She needed to be in her.

Sowoen started bucking her hips inconsistently against Taeyoung's thigh as she continued to leave sloppy kisses that had now traveled down to her chest. The maknae had started pawing at Taeyoung's clothed breasts, too much in her own mind to comprehend much around her. All she knew was that she needed more of this delicious scent.

Bada looked at Sowoen. She resembled what could be described as an excited puppy right about now with the way she was just grinding against Taeyoung's thigh, her hands trying to grasp onto any skin Taeyoung let her, with the little breath whimpers that fell from her mouth with every passing moment.

The maknae was adorable. She wondered if she had looked this cute and excited during her first rut.

Taeyoung had started to grow impatient. She knew that the young girl didn’t know what she was doing, but god damn.

“So-Sowoenie,” Taeyoung's voice was shaky as she pushed Sowoen's head away for the 2nd time that night.

“You need more. I know you do. Come on,” Taeyoung whined, hoping that would be enough to get Sowoen to do something.

Sowoen just looked at Taeyoung like a confused puppy before quirking her head to the side.

Fuck she's cute as all Taeyoung could think.

“Take her shorts off,” They heard Bada say from the side. What the fuck, Taeyoung had somehow forgotten that she had been here this entire time. If there were a better time and place for your team leader to see you get fucked she would love to hear it.

Catching the not-so-subtle hint from Bada, Sowoen, still coherent enough, managed to move the hand that wasn’t squeezing Taeyoungs tit. Down till it reached the waistband of her shorts and tried to tug them down. However, she was having some trouble doing so, and before Taeyoung could say anything, she heard the sound of fabric ripping.

God dammit, she was going to have to buy some new shorts.

And she knows she hears Bada let out a snicker from the sidelines.

“Take yours off too, Sowoenie.” They once again heard Bada.

Taeyoung swears she heard Sowoen let out a loud huff before seeing her sweatpants tossed across the room. Now, only in her boxers could Taeyoung feel the maknaes bulge in the closest proximity. Her eyes were nearly popping out of her head. She was big.

Sowoen continued to kiss Taeyoung's chest down to her tummy, stopping at the waistband of her panties, looking up at Taeyoung like a puppy, asking permission from her owner. Heh, cute, she thought as she nodded. Feeling the maknae tug down her panties, thankfully not ripping them like her poor shorts.

She doesn’t know why she wasn’t able to notice before, but she was so wet. Maybe it was her body's innate nature to grow with arousal around alphas, or Sowoen's clumsy movements were actually doing something for her. Whatever it was, she was wet and hadn’t been this wet in a long while. The maknae was still stuck grinding her bulge against her thigh, and by this time, she could feel the precum leaking through her boxers onto her skin.

“I-in-inside pl-please.” Since when did her voice get so whiny? Taeyoung wondered to herself.

Sowoens was bucking her hips with nothing but excitement to finally get in something. As a result, the head of her cock was ghosting over her folds, poking the soft flesh every so often. Just making Taeyoung writhe and whine even more. Sowoen was so close to where she needed it most. Taeyoung tried to move her hips in tandem with the maknae but to no avail.

Finally, catching the attention of Bada, who was now Sowoen's side, the leader looked down at Taeyoung with that stupid grin on her face. Bada was having too much fun watching this show unfold, but seeing how desperate Taeyoung was and, well, how blissfully unaware Sowoen was of the latter's desperation, she had to intervene.

Bada reached one of her hands between Taeyoung's legs and manually spread her folds with her ring and index finger, eliciting a muffled moan from her before Bada fixed her eyes back on the maknae.

“Okay, Sowoenie, you want aim here, okay?” Bada instructed the maknae. She used her middle finger to essentially point to exactly where Sowoen needed to go.

And the guidance did, in fact, work as Sowoen took hold of her length and aimed her cockhead precisely where Bada had pointed to and began to insert the head of her cock inside her, making Taeyoung let out a loud moan rip from her throat.

“Shit, she's that big, huh” Bada commented. She knew the younger was big just by judging from where she was, but god.

It didn’t take long for Sowoen to ease her entire length into Taeyoung, giving the girl under her what was definitely not enough time to adjust before she started to buck her hips into the girl below her. Making Taeyoung reach for anything to grab onto, and it just so happened to be the maknaes clothed back. She began clawing at her back, trying to get used to the intrusion inside of her.

Sowoens lips were back on Taeyoungs neck, sucking at the soft flesh, letting her tongue graze over the skin. Her hand that had been dancing on top of Taeyoung's sports bra-cladded chest had made its way under and was now squeezing one of them in her hands. The fabric had seemingly gotten in her way, though, because before Taeyoung could even process what was happening, she heard the sound of fabric being ripped.

Another article of clothing she has to buy, god dammit.

The maknaes hips were moving more sporadically as her knot started to form; her body was practically engulfing Taeyoungs much smaller frame. She just needed to feel as close as possible to her as she could. Sowoen's mouth had traveled back down to Taeyoung's chest, letting her tongue lap at the peak of her nipple. Then she took it into her mouth fully, suckling on the hardening peak in her mouth.

Her thrusts started getting faster and rougher, the sounds of wet skin hitting against each other filling the room with every grind of Sowoen's hips. Her pelvis rubbing up against Taeyoungs clit was making her near closer and closer to the edge.

“Remember, Sowoenie, you have to get your knot inside of her, okay? You’ll feel better after,” Bada patted the maknaes head with her free hand. The other one had found its way into her sweatpants and was lazily stroking her cock over the fabrics.

Sowoen just let out a whimper in acknowledgment to Bada. Nevertheless, she listened with a few clumsy thrusts before a particularly hard one managed to pop the knot into Taeyoung, making her release a loud guttural moan. Her knot was huge, and she was feeling so stretched out, so overwhelmed, she didn’t know how Sowoen was able to manage it. But, her two hands were feeling like 10, with the way they were practically feeling up every portion of her body.

As Sowown teetered closer and closer to the edge, she started putting more effort into the thrusts. Although they were still clumsy, it was clear Sowoen knew what she was going after. With each buck of her hips, a low grunt fell from her mouth. The suckling on Taeyoung's nipples was getting rougher, with the previously soothing lips of Sowoen turning into the feeling of her teeth having more and more contact with her skin. No doubt leaving a mark in the process.

Not long after, after a few more uncoordinated thrusts, Sowoen had came, her knot inflating, stretching Taeyoung out even more, sending her into her own overwhelming orgasm. She hadn’t taken an alpha knot in a while, and good god, was Sowoens by far the biggest she’d had. As Sowoeun erupted inside of her, she let out what was a seemingly never-ending amount of seed from her cock, and due to her inflated knot, it showed no signs of seeping out.

Sowoen had her arms resting beside Taeyoung's head, as her own head was buried in her chest. Letting out little moans from her first harsh, rutting orgasm, the aftershocks still had an effect on her. While Taeyoung was in her own post-orgasm haze, her arms had found their way to Sowoen's neck, holding the younger girl closer. Her body was still quivering, her walls still contracting around Sowoens cock as if she was trying to milk her for all she got.

A few moments had passed, and Bada was sat close to the pair; her hand had found its way beneath her sweatpants, just lazily stroking her hard cock.

Until she very loudly cleared her throat, catching the attention of the pair intertwined together. Sowoen managed to perk up a little, turning to Bada, as she was very much still enjoying the warmth Taeyoung was providing.

“Was Taeyoung a good omega for you, Sowoenie?”

Like Bada even had to ask, just looking at the state the young girl was in is all you needed to see that she had been more than enjoying herself.

Sowoen immediately nodded her head like an excited puppy.

“She’s very warm.” The young alpha was practically glowing, clearly liking how things played out.

“Mmmmmm bred her so well,” Bada hummed, fixing her gaze onto Taeyoung, whose grip on the maknae had loosened but made no effort to try to push her off her. Bada pondered in her head for a couple of seconds before making up her mind. Maybe if Bada thought for a few more seconds, she would realize that she wasn’t thinking straight. Perhaps it had something to do with the strong mix of pheromones wafting in the air, the intense scents practically choking her. It was messing with her head.

“Don’t you think Unnie deserves a turn, Sowoenie?” Bada tutted.

“If unnie thinks so,” Sowoen looked up at Bada with wide eyes. Her pupils were blown wide.

“Good answer,” Bada smirks, gazing back at where the pair were connected.

“You’re gonna have to pull out of Taeyoung, though, okay?” Bada said more as a command than a question.

“O-okay, unnie,” Sowoen mumbled. It was clear who was in charge of the situation, not that Sowoen really minded. She was happy to listen to her leader, listen, and do whatever she pleased.

Thankfully, as the minutes leading up to this had passed, Sowoen's knot had slowly deflated, making it easier to ease her way out of Taeyoungs. Much to the latter's display, her arms were still wrapped around Sowoens neck, whimpering as Sowoens cock began to leave her.

Bada had repositioned herself so she was in front of the pair, and there she had a front-row seat to watching Sowoens load dripping out of her pussy. Bada isn’t sure if it’s because of Sowoens first rut, but she was in awe with how much cum was being pushed out with every contraction of Taeyoungs pussy walls. The fluid was overflowing down to Taeyoungs asshole and even beginning to pool onto the floor. She should be thankful that the Street Women Fighter staff had made it mandatory for all omegas, betas, and alphas to be on some sort of contraception; otherwise, there was no doubt in Bada's mind that Taeyoung would have been knocked up right now.

Once Sowoen had pulled out of Taeyoung, the young girl had flopped onto the ground next to her. It was somewhat cute to Bada in a way, with the way Sowoen had previously been up on Taeyoung aimlessly humping her, running off nothing but pure excitement and well hormones. And looking at her now, her bangs were stuck to her forehead due to the sweat that was still coating her skin, not to mention her cock still covered with the mixed fluid of her and Taeyongs.

“Sit up and watch Unnie,” Bada said in a way that sounded like a command. It was enough for Sowoen to immediately shoot up from her spot lying on the ground to sitting up, staring at Bada. Focusing on her next move.

Bada shifted her focus to Taeyoung, who still lay limp on the ground. Although the deep breathing had subsided by now, and she had managed to catch her breath, she showed no intentions of moving.

“Looks like you gave our maknae here a good first rut experience,” Bada motioned towards the young girl.

“It's a shame her first rut will be her best,” Taeyoung teased.

“You’re that cocky, huh?” Bada scoffed.

“Never met an alpha that didn’t want to hit twice after being with me once.” She shrugged with a smirk on her phase.

“You want to test that?” Bada's tone dropped as she glanced down at her hard-on, then back up at Taeyoung.

“What’re you waiting for?” She said in a smug tone.

It seemed that in one swift motion, Bada was able to completely rearrange her and Taeyoung's positions. Bada was now the one with her back to the floor with Taeyoung straddling her waist.

Sowoen was in complete and utter awe. She didn’t understand how Bada was able to make all those moves so smoothly. She kept watching the older women, hoping somehow a bit of that relaxed yet suave nature would rub off on her.

Bada had started grinding her hips, her cock still locked in the confines of her sweatpants, practically bursting from the fabric waiting to be released. Taeyoung ground against Bada, trying to match her movements. She could feel the combined fluids of herself and Sowoen leaking through Bada's sweatpants.

“Grinding on me like a slut” Bada spat as she reaches her hands to settle them on Taeyoungs waist.

“Well, you like it, don't you? I can feel how hard you are,” Taeyoung retorted.

Bada growled. Who did Taeyoung think she was to talk down to her? She halted her movements, not failing to see the confusion on Taeyoung's face as she tried to move her hips against Bada's strong grip to no avail.

She was able to keep Taeyoung still enough for her to ever so slightly pull down her sweatpants and boxers just enough for her cock to spring out. Upon doing that, the tip of Bada's cock swiped against Taeyoungs core, making her let out an unrestrained moan.

“You want it?” Bada's tone was dripping in lust. She dragged her tip over Taeyoungs folds, ghosting over her already sensitive clit made her gasp. Bada continued on dipping her cock so close to where she needed it most but never gave in.

Taeyoung was really trying to bite her lip, trying to keep her noise restrained. But the way Bada was talking to her had her so fucking horny, to put it bluntly. It was so different from how Sowoen treated her. The young girl had treated her more like a reward that she was happy to receive. It felt like Sowoen was trying to keep her close. While Bada was different, her tone was low and rough. She was treating her like a toy, and she liked it. She liked feeling the older woman's tight grip around her waist, the way she was able to easily pick her up and put her up on her lap.

She was usually never this needy. The majority of the time, she was satisfied with one orgasm, though this time, Taeyoung wanted more. She wanted more of Bada.

“i-inside,” Taeyoung just barely audible mumbled out.

“Mmmm, didn’t catch that one more time,” Bada mocked.

“I- just pl-please.” Taeyoung felt like she was going to go crazy.

“Say it clearly for me.”

Bada looked to the side of her and met with the youngest girl's eyes blown wide, staring back at her.

“And Sowoenie” Bada demanded. Picking up her pace, she drew little whimpers from Taeyoungs as she continued to tease her entrance.

“Need you i-inside,” Taeyoung finally choked out.

“Did you hear that, Sowoenie?” Bada looked back over to Sowoen, seeing her immediately shake her head yes.

With that, Bada gave no further warning as she plunged her cock into Taeyoungs waiting core, eliciting in her letting out a loud-high, pitched moan, followed by her previously stoic stature faltering. She had lunged forward, being caught by Bada, easily able to be held close to her with one arm. Not giving her any time to adjust, Bada started to shallowly grind her hips.

Every movement Bada made, Taeyoung felt so deep inside of her. She had her eyes closed and bit her lip. If she thought Sowoen was big, Bada was a whole other beast. She doesn’t know how she has been able to keep it confined in those sweatpants for so long. She had just been lucky the leftover combination of fluid of her and Sowoen had made it somewhat easier for Bada to sink into her heat.

“Thank you for stretching her out for me, Sowoenie,” Bada spoke before focusing back on Taeyoung.

She was in no rush; she was keeping the same slow, brutal pace, slowly dragging her cock out to the tip before plunging back in. Bada could feel Taeyoung writhing in her arms, doing nothing but holding her tighter, preventing her from finding any sort of stimulation herself.

“Such a slut. Want another alpha to cum in you already?” Bada spat.

“You’re just meant to be alphas little cum slut aren’t you?” Bada raised her free hand and tugged Taeyoung's hair, making her look at her.

“Answer me,” Bada demanded.

“Y-yes, pl-please I want alphas cum” Taeyoung begged, her body thrashing against Badas, trying to find any sort of relief, to no avail.

Bada looked back over to Sowoen, seeing that she had already grown hard again. Must be that rut, Bada thought to herself. She knew it was only a matter of time before Sowoen had gotten her first taste of knotting inside an omega before she’d want to do it again.

And, of course, Bada knew just the trick that would satiate the young alpha enough. Bada snaked one of her hands down Taeyoungs ass down her crack till she ghosted over her unbreached hole. Immediately feeling Taeyoung struggle in her grasp again.

“Stop it. You said you would help Sowoenie,” Bada growled.

Thankfully Taeyoungs asshole still had remnants of her and Sowoens combined fluids dripping in and around the unbreached hole. Bada slowly started pressing, hearing Tayoung let out a string of No’s followed by a loud gasp as Bada inserted the tip of her finger inside her ass.

Along with the shallow thrusts Bada was still giving, her finger had started going in and out of Taeyong's hole. This continued on for another couple minutes or so before Bada started to insert another finger, scissoring the two digits in her hole and stretching her out a bit. After all, Sowoen was going to need to fit, and Bada knew Taeyoung wasn’t going to be able to take her without at least a little bit of prep.

“Sowoenie, come here,” Bada motioned for the younger girl to come closer. The young girl moved quickly over to her.

“You’re hard again, aren’t you” She glanced between Sowoen's legs, her hard cock looking back at her.

“Y-yeah,” Sowoen shyly got out.

“You want to cum again, too, right?”

Sowoen nodded, a blush of red growing on her cheeks.

“Luckily for us, our omega has oh so graciously offered up her ass for you,” Bada said matter of factly.

Sowoen wasn’t really sure what to think. She obviously hadn’t done anal before, and she didn’t want to hurt Taeyoung. Then again, from what she's seen online, it's supposed to be different from a pussy, maybe even better. And that sounded good to Sowoen. Taeyoungs pussy had already felt so good around her. Whos to say her ass won’t feel even better. This is what Bada wanted her to do, after all. And how could she be wrong?

Bada had planted her feet on the ground and spread her legs a bit to make room for the maknae. Sowoen was kneeling right in front of the pair. She could see how Bada was still grinding her hips against Taeyoung.

“What’re you waiting for, Sowoenie? I stretched her out for you,” She heard Bada say.

Sowoen edged closer to them, grabbing ahold of her cock. Running the tip of it over Taeyoungs asshole, letting some of the spurting precum drips inside. Before she began to press her tip into the hole, she slowly started to feed her length into her. She swears she could hear Taeyoung let out a choked sob before it was muffled by Bada, shoving her face closer to her chest.

It had taken a few moments for Sowoen to get comfortable inside Taeyoung, and it felt good. It did feel different from a pussy. She wouldn’t say it felt better for her, but it was different. A good difference.

“I’m going to thrust first, then you okay? Try to keep up,” She heard Bada say.

Sowoen all of a sudden felt her mouth go dry at the last part of Badas' sentence, so she just shot the older girl a simple thumbs up.

They were clumsy at first, with them not being able to meet each other thrusts. But, somehow, they had gotten the hang of it. Each thrust made Taeyoung let out a guttural moan. The thin wall kept them from feeling each other's bare skin. It was a strange sensation to Sowoen. She was able to feel Bada's cock thrusting in as she pulled out. She could feel how strong Badas thrusts were against her shallow ones, and did it feel good.

Bada was the one who started to pick up her pace, it had been a couple of hours since this whole thing had started, and she was the only one who had yet to cum. She looked down against her chest to see Taeyoung's face stained with tears as she let out little whimpers into her sweatshirt. “Such a cockslut for us, Taeyoung, taking us at the same time,” Bada's voice was low.

“Isn’t she, Sowoenie?”

“Y-yeah, g-good omega,” Sowoen managed to stutter out as she was trying to focus on her thrusts working in tandem with Badas.

Bada was able to snake her hand between her and Taeyoung, reaching for her lower belly. Feeling the bump she made with every thrust of her cock indenting itself into her tummy made Bada was to go faster. Wanting to fill her up with her load.

Sowoen had managed to keep up with Bada's fast pace, feeling herself edge closer to the cumming as well. It seemed that the older woman was able to tell because she had planted her feet on the ground and started thrusting rougher and faster into Taeyoung.

By this point, Taeyoung's voice was hoarse. She was barely able to moan anymore, just letting out little gasps and whimpers here and there. She had lost count of the orgasms she had. Where they started and where they ended had begun to blur together.

The fast pace Bada had set with Sowoen managing to meet was starting to get to both of them, their thrusts becoming inconsistent. With Bada’s thrusts having become lazier, her just trying to feel as much as Taeyoung as possible. And Sowoen's rut mindset has seemingly made its appearance again with the way she thrust into Taeyoung in short bursts of energy.

Sowoen was the first one to break, unloading her load into Taeyoungs asshole. Out of some sort of miracle, Sowoen's knot hadn’t inflated the entire time. Perhaps it had something to do with how strong her first one of the night was earlier. She didn’t know. As she came, she let out a loud whimper, followed by herself becoming limp, draping her body over Taeyoung's lower half.

Bada, on the other hand, still had a few more thrusts left in her and used that last bit of energy to fuck into Taeyoung hard and fast, pressing onto the bump in her belly once more, urging her to want to fill the omega up, with her seed. Her loud grunts with every thrust getting louder, she wasn’t sure if it was animalistic instincts inside of her or the pure extortion she was feeling.

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum” Bada growled as she came, her hips continuing to stutter in shallow thrusts inside of Taeyoung. The ropes of cum kept going with each movement of Bada's hips till her orgasm had stopped.

Moments passed, and Taeyoung began to recover a bit. She felt so full, Bada's cock still in her pussy and Sowoens still in her ass. Both of their loads deep inside her, she felt good, so warm, so satisfied. Her body was pressed up against Bada's much bigger one. The older girl's arms were holding her close. While Sowoen was draped over her ass, her head resting on her lower back, her arms somehow had found themselves wrapped around her lower body.

Bada reached one of her hands to brush Taeyoung's hair out of her face. Seeing that it was stained with tears.

“You okay?” Bada softly asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. You guys were just kinda rough,” Taeyoung said.

“Mmmm, you kinda asked for it.” Bada shrugged that shit-eating grin back on her face.

“Whatever,” Taeyoung muttered, too tired to poke back at Bada anymore. She opted to lean into the warmth inside of her, just enjoying the feeling of being so full.

Bada looked down at her watch, seeing that it read 5 am.

Shit, Bada thought.

It's way too late to bring Sowoen to her parent's house now. It is better for all of them if they just stay at her apartment for the night. It was only a short walk from the practice room, after all.

“We should go, it's late. You guys can both stay at my place for the night,” She announced.

“I’d agree, but good luck waking her up,” Taeyoung said, muffled into Bada’s sweatshirt.

Bada looked past Taeyoung and fixed her gaze on Sowoen. Somehow, the maknae had fallen asleep. She was now able to hear the little snores coming from the young girl. As she lay, her head resting on the crook of Taeyoungs lower back, and her cock still buried in Taeyoungs ass.

Bada sighed. At least she was having a good first rut.

#g!p #bada lee #bada lee smut #kwon sowoen #kwon sowoen smut #kim taeyoung #kim taeyoung smut #tatter #street woman fighter #swf #street woman fight smut #street woman fighter 2 #swf2 #street woman fighter 2 smut #team bebe #team bebe smut #smut

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xiaojuun · 7 months

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so supportive ♡

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belovedjeju · 4 months

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Hi there Bunny~

It's finally nice to see another writer who writes for SWF2 🥹. May I ask for a Fluffy Tatter X Fem reader imagine? Maybe something like reader gets into a minor accident? (If it's not too much to ask)

And Tatter take cares of you, just pretty much babies you.

-awisespirit 🍵

Omg hiii! I had a lot of fun with this one so thanks for the request bunny🫶🏿🫶🏿. I didn’t know what kinda accident you were referring to so I just took some creative liberties on that part 😁😁

Word count:~2.1k

Tw: Fluff, slightly suggestive but nothing you need to tilt your nose up at

Note: Any relation to any real person or place is purely coincidental and is not indicative of any real person’s personality or life.

You should get the award for the clumsiest bitch on Earth.

You’re currently laying on the floor, commiserating in your own misery. Why, you ask? Well, when you’re having the worst day of your life, laying on the floor is really the best thing to do.

First, you had prepared to go to campus to take your final exam for your least favorite class, Math, with your least favorite teacher, Kim Eun Soo, only to find out that it had started thirty minutes earlier, and you only had two hours left to take a 200 question exam.

Then, you get called in by your boss to come in to the shop at the last minute, because one of your coworkers quit and there was no one else to pick up the shift. On the way there, you wasted hot coffee all over your lap, and had to use one of the pants in the store, which is definitely “coming out of your paycheck”, according to your lovely boss. You then proceed to be berated by a customer for not having the size of pants she wanted, because you had taken the last pair just five minutes prior.

As you bowed in apology, your coworker was coming by with the grabber used to get clothes off of the higher racks, and it hit you in the back of the head when you were standing up, causing you to smack your head on the counter in front of you.

So, you proceeded to spend the rest of your shift with a raging headache and once that was done, you had to drive all the way back home with your dirty jeans that were making your car smell like old coffee.

You were so ready to lay down in bed and decompose silently, but of course, luck just wasn’t on your side, because as you entered your kitchen to fix yourself some water, the kitchen sink didn’t want to work.

You would turn it on and off, but nothing would come out, which was worrying because you didn’t feel like spending money to get it fixed, thirstiness be damned. Just when you were about to give up and go about your business, the spout suddenly burst, shooting water right in your face. You screamed as water rushed out, spilling all over the counter, the floor, and of course, you.

Thankfully, you were able to shut it off quickly, but as you were wiping off the counters, you ended up slipping, foot caving in and falling to the floor.

Which is how you got here, entire body hurting and just about the end of your rope.

“Should I just die,” you say, deadpan, as you stare up at the ceiling. Maybe this could be your new career, a stay-on-the-floor girlfriend while your partner goes out and makes money for the both of you.

You could just mold into the floor and Taeyoung can use you as a decoration piece for the living room or something.

That’s it! That’s what you’ll do instead of moving. Taeyoung would understand. Of course she will. If she loves you she will.

You faintly hear the sound of the door opening, and your girlfriend’s lovely voice as it rings throughout the air. Her voice is almost enough to make all of the pain of today go away. Almost.

“(Y/n), are you home?” She calls out, and you can hear the jingle of her keys as she sets them down.

“In here,” you answer, and you hear her footsteps as they get closer.

“Babe, where are you?” Her confused tone of voice makes you giggle a bit.

“Down here,” her head immediately comes around the corner as she spots you. “Careful, floor’s wet,” you warn as she cautiously steps closer.

Tatter takes in the wet floor and your disheveled state, bewilderment clear on her face. You’re completely soaked, hair in shambles and tired look in your eyes.

“What are you… what happened,” Taeyoung says, blonde hair framing her face as she looks down at you with furrowed eyebrows.

“This is my new job. I’m going to become one with the floor so you can use me as a decoration piece for the living room,” you close your eyes and continue to lay there. “Human life isn’t for me, y’know? I wasn’t meant to be a part of actual society, so you’re just gonna have to take care of me from now on.” You say, body deflating even more.

“Okay…?” Is the only thing Taeyoung can say back to you, not knowing what to make out of this. “Do you want to tell me why, maybe?”

You only stay silent, feeling like if you talk about it then you’ll just end up crying.

“Do you want to maybe get off the floor, then?” You shake your head, staying where you are. Your girlfriend wasn’t having it though.

“Alright, get up,” Tatter says, grabbing your arm and pulling you up, only for you to hiss in pain.

Your body does actually hurt, all jokes aside. Taeyoung immediately drops you after hearing you protest, only for your body to hit the floor again, which is just… perfect.

“Oh shit, babe I’m so sorry,” Tatter panics, crouching down but not knowing where to touch you. “Fuck, is your head ok? Where does it hurt–”

Tatter cuts herself off when you start to sniffle, tears forming in your eyes.

“Shit, baby, I really didn’t mean it, ok! I was only trying to get you off the floor and,” Tatter rambles as she helps you sit up, and you immediately push your face into her chest, tears flowing freely as it all becomes too much.

You wrap your arms around Tatter, who immediately reciprocates the affection.

“Come on, baby, let’s get you cleaned up, ok?” You say nothing, letting her try and move you, only for you to wince when you put pressure on your ankle. Tater notices immediately. “Is it your ankle, hun?” You just nod, only for you to gasp as Tatter picks you up with ease, carrying you to the bedroom as you look down at her in shock. “What,” she says, smiling cheekily at you, “why do you think I hit the gym so hard? It’s so I can carry you like a princess!” She bounces you in her arms, and loves the way you laugh, burying your face in her neck as it begins to heat up.

Tatter enters the bathroom and sits you on the edge of the tub, turning on the water after plugging it in. As you watch it fill up, Tatter adds soap to the water and swirls it around with her hand.

She puts your hair in a high bun and then proceeds to peel off your wet clothes, chucking them in a corner with a faux disgusted look on her face.

“There,” she says once all of them are removed, “Now you can relax properly.” She kisses you on the cheek and holds you hand as you get in the tub, warm water immediately soothing your sore skin. She turns off the tub, grabbing a rag to wash you off with. She runs the rag over your shoulders, your chest, your back, and your legs with care and tenderness, and it makes you want to cry. You let it all happen, body feeling heavier and heavier with each passing moment.

Tatter admires you as your eyes flutter shut. She admires your long neck as you tip your head back, the way your chest moves slowly up and down as you breathe so steadily. She admires the way the water glides over you, making your skin glisten in the light. She runs her hands from your shoulders to your chest, giving you a small kiss on your neck as well.

“My baby’s so pretty like this,” another kiss on your cheek, “so peaceful and relaxed,” her lips meet yours, slow and steady. She starts kneading your shoulders, eyes furrowed at the tension there. “Oh, this day must’ve been awful for you. You’re so stressed out…” Tatter watches you nod, leaning into her every touch. Her fingers meet the back of your neck, rubbing her thumbs into it gently. You sigh, craning your head forward.

“Taeyoung,” you whimper, hand reaching up to clasp hers. Your girlfriend grabs your hand and places a kiss on your palm, feeling your pulse beat through your wrist.

“My lovely girl,” she rubs your back in circles, kissing up your arm and on your shoulder. Her hands reach down, rubbing your waist and back up again. “You need a break,” she states, wiping off the soap from your body.

“Can you join me, please?” You ask, looking up at her with hazy eyes.

Taeyoung smiles, never one to deny you much. She strips in front of you, knowing that your eyes will never leave her body. Your hand reaches out to grab onto her hip, planting a kiss on her thigh. You scoot up to let her fit into the tub, and allow her to wrap her arms around you and pull you close to her. Tatter plants a bunch of kisses on your neck and shoulders, squeezing your sides again. You rub your hands up and down her thighs, humming softly.

Tatter tilts your head up, lips meeting yours in sweet bliss. The only sound that fills the bathroom is the sound of lips smacking against each other and the sound of bodies moving in the water, and it’s music to both of your ears.

You start panting into her mouth as Tatter’s hands roam your body, but Tatter pulls away all too soon. She nuzzles her nose into your cheek, cooing at you.

“Let’s just relax for now, ok? We’ll have time for that later,” she whispers into your lips, giving you one last peck before she starts to wash herself off, you helping a bit too.

After the tub is drained, Tatter sits you on the edge of the tub and dries you off first, drying each part of you individually. She wraps you in the towel, lets your hair down, and grabs a towel for herself as well.

“How’s your ankle, love?” She bends down and takes your right foot in her hand, thumb rubbing over your slightly swollen ankle. You huff at the contact.

“I’m sure it’ll be better in the morning. Just a little accident, that’s all,” you say, voice wavering. “Sink attacked me earlier.”

Tatter chuckles, placing a kiss to your ankle and lifting you into her arms once more. “Attacked you? How so?”

“Wouldn’t work when I tried to get something to drink earlier, sprayed me with water when I gave up,” she sets you down on the bed softly. “Then I proceeded to fall on the floor and hit my head for the second time today,” you watch as Tatter goes to grab some clothes for you both, two oversized shirts and underwear.

“What was the first?” Tatter says, walking back over to you.

“Coworker hit me in the head with a pole and I ended up hitting my head on the counter at work,” Tatter winces in response, imagining the scenario now. “No underwear for me?” You ask as she sits you up, putting your shirt on.

“Easier access for later,” she says cheekily, giving you a small wink. Your face heats up and you look away.

Tatter dresses herself, climbing into bed afterwards.

“And not to mention that my boss called me in at the last minute, and so I had to speed from my final –which I was late to–, and I wasted coffee on myself,” you rub at your thighs, happy you didn’t get any burns on you. Your poor jeans, though.

Tatter sighs, hugging you from the side. “Oh, my poor baby, the world had it out for you, I swear.” She kisses you on the cheek, hoping it’ll brighten your mood, which it does.

“I swear, Taeyoung, I must’ve had terrible karma in my past life. Simply terrible,” you pout, curling into her.

“Well, let’s hope you do enough good in this one to not be so unlucky next time,” she gives you a mischievous grin as she places more kisses on your cheeks and neck. “I know I can get a lot of good karma tonight,” she declares, playing with the hem of your shirt.

“Oh,” you quirk an eyebrow at her, wrapping your arms around her neck once she leans over you. “And how do you plan on doing that?”

“By making you call for God all night long, of course,” she kisses you as you both giggle, you playfully tapping her on her shoulder.

“You’re so corny, baby,” you say through your giggles.

“I tell nothing but the truth. Now lay down and let me make you feel better, ok?” She says impatiently, and you do as you’re told, letting your girlfriend take care of you for the rest of the night.

#tatter x reader #swf2 x fem reader #swf2 x reader #swf2 #team Bebe #tatter x fem reader #tatter Bebe #team Bebe tatter #tatter team Bebe #kim taeyoung #question from the bunnies #babies first request omg!!!

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bebeyeyo · 3 months

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she just wants to go home

#bada swf2 #bada lee edit #lusher swf2 #lusher edit #tatter swf2 #tatter edit #bada lee #kim taeyoung #lee seoyoung #street woman fighter 2 #aespasdrama

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jangsxntiger · 2 years

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[ NCT 127 Being Caught In A Compromising Position ] -

Warnings: 18 + Content

AFAB Reader

Masterlist

➳ Taeil -

It’s going to start with a huge sigh because honestly, he’s a little mad about being interrupted - he’s almost thirty, he ought to be able to bone his girlfriend without getting disturbed

It’s probably going to be Yuta who opens the doorway unannounced and when he makes some inappropriate comment, Taeil finally blushes and tells him to get out of the room

Taeil is a little flustered about the whole thing, but once he’s locked the bedroom door, he is pretty happy to continue

When he walks into the kitchen a little later, you can bet Yuta has told someone else about the interruption and they send a few teasing comments Taeil’s way, but they bounce right off (seriously, I think Taeil has just learnt to ignore 99% of what comes out of the mouths of his friends)

➳ Johnny -

Johnny’s biggest concern is making sure you’re comfortable and covered so he’ll actually be pretty slow to look at whoever just opened the door

He’s going to sigh quietly and whilst he’s a little annoyed (a lot because it was just beginning to get steamy), he won’t show it - in fact, he’ll probably go after whoever walked in to make sure everything is alright because he does try and be responsible

Once he’s sure though he’ll absolutely end the conversation like: ‘Okay, if that’s all I’m going to go and finish what I started.’ He partly says it as a joke, partly to stop anyone interrupting again and he really doesn’t care how hard they blush.

He picks up right where he left off as if nothing had happened at all

➳ Taeyong -

First and foremost he’s going to be embarrassed - scarlet-faced and jumping away from you as if he isn’t a grown man in the privacy of his bedroom, as if it wasn’t the fault of whoever just burst in unannounced

Taeyong is absolutely the sort to feel the need to apologise - he’ll apologise to you for putting you in such a situation (even though you’re more than okay with getting hot and heavy again) before he goes in search of whoever walked in to apologise to them too

He’s shy and awkward and the mood is very much ruined by the time he returns and it’s probably enough to put him off getting down and dirty in the dorm for a while

➳ Yuta -

Yuta doesn’t care at all, like at all. The only reason he’s stopping is because you’re underneath him slapping his shoulder.

He’s going to pull away real slow, a frown already set into his features ready for whoever just walked in and the hands that had been wandering beneath your shirt aren’t going to go far

Honestly whoever was at the door is gone the moment they realise just what they walked in on - they’ve all known Yuta long enough to know that after cursing them out he’ll go right back to what he was doing, whether they’re still watching or not

Yuta really just doesn’t care - he’s got his girlfriend half-naked beneath him and unless the dorm is on fire, or his manager is calling for him, the world can wait

➳ Doyoung -

Doyoung will deny anything less than PG was happening beneath his duvet to the day he dies

He hears the door opening and forces a few inches between your bodies, entirely oblivious to the state of his ruffled hair, the creases your fingers have twisted into his t-shirt

He is calm and collected, cooly laughing at whatever the person says to him and he is convinced they are none the wiser to what they just walked in on

When the intruder leaves once more, Doyoung is a little proud of his performance so you definitely have to swat him on the shoulder, but he doesn't leave you waiting long before he drapes himself over you again

➳ Jaehyun -

This happens after a long overdue date night - Jaehyun somehow persuaded his group mates to give you the entire dorm for a few hours (it’s been a while and he has a lot to catch up on)

It’s almost two am and Jaehyun is soft and slow until he hears the door open

He’s another whose first concern is making sure nothing inappropriate is on display, but he’s going to be caught somewhere between embarrassment and frustration and will probably quietly ask the person if something is the matter (seriously, if you’re going at it, I don’t even think he’d pull out)

Whoever it is, they’re slow to leave, groaning: ‘You’ve had all evening.’ (It’s probably poor Jungwoo who just wants to go to sleep)

Jaehyun replies something like: ‘I know, I know, just get out.’

And whilst the pink flare across his features betrays his fluster, all it’ll take is a look from you and he’ll go right back to it, only quicker and harder

➳ Jungwoo -

Jungwoo is number one on the play-it-dumb list - someone comes in and he immediately jumps away from you, as if whoever just interrupted hasn’t already seen what was happening - his hands up your shirt, his tongue down your throat

He’ll probably stumble over some excuse as to what was really going on, all the while his cheeks are burning like they never have before

After a moment he’ll run out of things to say and will flee beneath the duvet and all he can manage for the rest of the evening is a cuddle (he even avoids leaving his bed in case he runs into anyone, he is so embarrassed)

➳ Mark -

Mark freezes and you can bet his blood runs cold the moment he meets the eye of whoever just opened the door

Where Johnny immediately flips you over or pulls the blanket over your body so he can deal with it, Mark absolutely leaves you in the lurch, staring at whichever group mate is responsible for the disturbance without saying anything

Eventually, he’ll give an awkward laugh and be like: ‘Yo, uh, can I help?’ (Please no one ever put Mark in this situation, I think he’d die)

➳ Haechan -

Is Haechan embarrassed? Probably a little. But does he show it? Absolutely not.

He instantly turns whiny, calling out whoever just opened the door (Haechan is another one who won’t pull out unless absolutely necessary and you’re both covered so he’s not going anywhere)

He might be the youngest in 127, but he doesn’t care, in fact, it probably makes him care even less

Afterwards, when you’re dozing in his bed and he’s playing a game on his computer, Johnny will walk in and make some comment about the earlier intrusion, but Haechan just smirks

He definitely has the attitude: Yeah I’m Haechan and yeah I just did my girlfriend

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naddsy · 18 days

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Being a NCT fan is so fun till u have pics like this and want to add to a Pinterest board. Like do I want to add it to the NCT DREAM board? The WAYV board? The NCT 127 board? OR do I want to add it to my Yangyang board, my Taeyong board, or my Jeno board....? 😭

#kpop #nct 127 #nct #wayv #nct dream #dream #nct jeno #lee jeno #taeyong #kim taeyoung #nct taeyong #wayv yangyang #yangyang #nct funny #love it #kpop funny #funny jokes

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taruusmoon · 4 months

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Pairing; Kim Taeyoung (Tatter) x fem reader

Summary: A month after the breakup, Tatter can't help but feel lost, even if it was her fault. Until she see u again.

Warnings; angst, argument. Tatter confused with her feelings for Bada. Themes of cheating but no one cheats (I think so). Grammar mistakes

WC: 4.4k

AN: So instead of post something for my other works here I am writing some angst with Tatter :): But enjoy

The screams outside the backstage area echoed throughout the place; the producers were running around trying to get everything ready, and the teams were practicing for the last time before the presentations that would define the end of the program. It was not a normal night of a normal day. It was finally the end of the second season of the famous Street Woman Fighter program, and everyone was nervous about it. Tatter was one of them.

Taeyoung was by far one of the dancers who had attracted attention since the beginning of the show. People started to know her name, and faster than she expected, she became quite popular. However, along with that came the pressure, and the closer the moment of truth came, the more nervous she became. She was distanced from the conversation that her companions were having at her side; she dedicated herself to moving her body, practicing the first choreography that they had to present in the final. However, despite the shouts of the audience and the busy atmosphere that surrounded her, Lusher's sudden words pierced her ears, stopping completely what she was doing.

“What did you just say?” She asked. Lusher, who had her back to her, turned to look at her, along with her other teammates. “Seoyoung, what did you say?”

“I invited y/n to the final," Lusher answered after a few long seconds, "and she accepted.”

It had been a long time since Tatter had last heard your name. And now that she was finally hearing it again, her heart pounded as hard as the first time you met. She knew that Seoyoung still had contact with you because, after all, you had become best friends; however, she never imagined that Lusher would invite you, let alone that you would accept.

All the girls were silent as they looked at the blonde girl. Tatter didn't respond to Lusher's words; instead, her gaze shifted to Bada, who was already scowling at her in anticipation of her reaction. With a slight pain in her chest, she turned and walked in the direction of the stairs leading to the stage. She sat down on one of the steps and bit her lower lip, beginning to feel a little nervous. In an attempt to calm herself down, she brought her hand to her wrist, taking between her fingers the small silver charm that bore the initials of your name. It had been the first gift you had given her on your first anniversary.

“Are you all right?” Bada appeared at her side and took a seat next to her. The girls had moved a little away.

“If it was all my fault, then why do I feel so bad every time I remember her?”

Everything was ruined one night a month ago. When Taeyoung opened the door to the apartment you shared and found you sitting on the couch, your legs pulled up to your chest, and you were staring at the TV even though your eyes weren't really paying attention. The clock had barely struck two in the morning, and Tatter was surprised.

“Shouldn't you be in bed by now?” She asked in a soft tone of voice as she walked in your direction with the only thought of taking your hand and heading to the room you shared.

“Where were you?" You looked at Taeyoung, and she stopped walking and stood in the middle of the room, frowning as she noticed the strange glint in your eyes, wet eyelashes, and puffy eyelids. You had cried, and she knew it.

“I was in practice.”

“Lusher said that the practice ended at ten," you replied, pressing the power button on your phone over and over in an attempt to calm the rapid palpitations of your heart. "You were with her?”

“Who are you talking about?” Taeyoung put down her practice bag on the sofa and then sat down on the glass coffee table in front of you.

“You know who I'm talking about." You didn't know if it was the tone of voice you used, but the expression on Taeyoung's face became heavy, as if she knew what was about to come and was already fed up with the fight that hadn't even started yet.

“Can't I go out with my best friend?" The question alone made you frown in disgust. Tatter took a long breath, got up, and walked in the direction of the kitchen in search of a glass of water.

“You know that's not the problem." With your heart pounding in your chest, you got up to follow her. “The problem is that Bada seems to be owning your time more and more. And it's getting damn tiring...”

“Don't curse because you know I hate it," she interrupted, and you instantly felt tears prick your eyes as you noticed that Taeyoung had ignored all the other things you said. "Why are you making a big deal out of this?”

“This isn't about me, Taeyoung!” You finally snapped, and Tatter looked at you with a confused frown. “You don't even remember?” The blonde swallowed thickly, starting to feel guilty at the disappointed expression on your face. “It was going to be the first stupid dinner we were going to have this whole month; you even invited your mom, and she accepted even though you were coming so late. She left after midnight when I told her you were with Bada after watching all the damn videos on Twitter. Your mother even apologized to me on your behalf.”

Guilt immediately filled Tatter's body; she left the glass on the sink and walked in your direction, ready to wrap her arms around you. However, as soon as she tried to do so, her arms never reached your body. You held her arms before she managed to do so, and for Taeyoung, the simple action caused a huge pain in her chest. You had never refused any kind of affection from her before, not even if you both had fought or if you were angry about something.

“Are you in love with her, Taeyoung?”

The question took Tatter by surprise, and her eyebrows furrowed as she looked straight into your eyes in confusion and surprise. However, the feeling of guilt became stronger, and she couldn't help but feel that she had been discovered. The truth was that two months ago she had also begun to question herself about the same thing, but she was too afraid to do anything to find an answer to her questions.

“What are you talking about?” She tried to play it cool by taking your hands in hers tightly.

“Stop doing this about me!” you shook your hands, pulling yourself out of her grip. “This is about you—about the lies and all your excuses. About what you won't admit to wanting. You think I don't see it?” Taeyong's eyes flooded with tears, and your cheeks moistened. “Everything you do for her and how you act when you're with her. You like Bada, Taeyoung.”

“Nothing ever happened between Bada and me.”

“I'm not saying that, I know. But it's crossed your mind, hasn't it?”

Tatter couldn't deny it, even if she wanted to. Even though the thoughts had been so fleeting that she could barely remember them, they were still real. At Taeyoung's silence, more tears moistened your cheeks, and when this happened, the blonde pursed her lips, denying with guilt sown on her face. She was going to hug you again, and this time you didn't plan to refuse; however, the ringtone of her phone interrupted the moment. Tatter looked at you for a few seconds before pulling her cell phone out of the jacket she was wearing, and on the screen, you could both read ‘Bada’.

Why Bada was calling Taeyoung in the middle of the night if they had just met? You didn't know, and although you doubted it, neither did Tatter. She stared at you with the cell phone still in her hand. The first call cut out, but almost immediately a second one came in again. You looked at Taeyoung with crystallized eyes, and in your mind, you could only pray that she wouldn't answer the phone. Somehow, it all felt like some kind of test for you. And if Tatter would let her phone ring and decide to try to fix the problem that threatened your relationship, then so would you. But things lately don't seem to be running in your favor.

“Hello?” Taeyoung's trembling voice as she answered the phone warmed your heart, and when she turned away for privacy, you understood everything. She was choosing Bada Lee over you. Again.

You didn't realize how long Taeyoung talked to Bada, but the whole time you stood in the same place, standing by the small kitchen island with your eyes fixed on the picture stuck on the refrigerator. It was a picture of you and Tatter on your first anniversary.

“I have to go” Taeyoung's warm voice caused you to shiver, and the touch of her hand on your shoulder felt strange. But all you could think of was what she meant by having to leave if she had just arrived. “Bada needs me...” and of course, Bada was involved with her decision.

“Do you remember that once, a long time ago, I told you that someday you were going to break my heart?” You said it almost in a whisper, and Tatter's hand trembled on your arm. "But it's my fault. It's my fault for falling for you again and again, even though I know you won't choose me. What does she have that I don't?”

Taeyoung didn't know what to say. She had no idea why, all of a sudden, the feelings she had for Bada started to emerge. You had everything; she loved you more than she loved herself. But somehow her eyes found themselves looking in another direction when she was with you. And even if she tried to stop herself, she wasn't succeeding.

“We'll talk about this when I get back. I promise," Taeyoung spoke with hope in her voice, but she received no response. And without being able to wait any longer, she turned towards the door.

“No, we won't," you said, though Tatter couldn't hear you.

Three hours later, when the clock struck seven in the morning, Taeyoung walked through the apartment door again. She threw her car keys on the living room table and walked to the room you both shared when she didn't found you in the living room or kitchen. Yet you were not there, or anywhere else in the house or apartment complex. Your clothes, your jewelry, and shoes were all gone. The only thing that still remained, were the gifts Taeyoung had given you over the years that you had been together. Also on the bedside table was the red bracelet with the initials of your name on it.

Tatter tried to call you many, many times and tried to reach you by any way possible. But soon her number and social media were blocked, leaving her with no alternative. She even called Lusher, who in a short time had become your best friend, but when the girl answered the phone, she didn't hesitate to lie about you, even though Tatter knew she was doing it. Within hours you disappeared, and no one seemed to know where you were.

After a month, Taeyoung ceased her attempts to communicate. She was still texting you, still calling you, and still frequenting your favorite places to no avail. If you wanted to disappear and hide from her, you had succeeded.

Until that day. The grand finale of the program.

"It's time to go. Let's go. Let's go!" Sowoen appeared next to Bada and Tatter, interrupting the blonde girl's thoughts.

The two girls stood up; Bada walked to one of the producers, while Taeyoung stood next to her teammates in silence. Somehow, the atmosphere had become a little awkward between them. The other girls except for Bada were also keeping in communication with you, but none of them had said it, even though Taeyoung knew it.

"It's your lucky day, Tata." Lusher rounded her shoulders and whispered in her ear. "She didn't agree to go to the party after the finals, but I'll make her go. So I'm giving you a chance to talk to her again."

Seoyoung didn't say another word, and when Tatter was about to answer her, she let go of her shoulders and walked to the stairs. It was finally time for the team to perform in front of the audience. Taeyoung took a long breath and followed her teammates. When she was in front of the crowd of people, she couldn't help but scan her eyes through the entire audience in hopes of seeing you. However, it was difficult due to the number of people, so she gave up and took her position to start the choreography.

While Cockiness was full of sensuality, Praise and Run it were full of feelings. But both were performances that blew you away. The girls had done an amazing job, and when their name was mentioned as the winner, excitement ran through your body, so you helplessly shouted their name along with everyone. Although when your eyes fell on Taeyoung, seeing her crying non-stop with her leader and subleader, your heart squeezed a little. You wanted to go to her, hug her, and tell her she had done amazing. However, it was other arms that held her and other lips that encouraged her.

On stage, Tatter wiped away her tears. She wasn't sure if she was crying because she had won first place in the final or because she saw you in the crowd chanting her name.

The final ended after eleven o'clock at night. Lia Kim had organized a small party in celebration, and as soon as everyone was ready, they left the CJ Entertainment building. Taeyoung took Cheche and Sowoen with her in her car, while Bada was accompanied by Lusher, Kyma, and Minah. The four girls had left a few minutes earlier, as Seoyoung planned to meet you outside the building.

“I'm sure she's already home, Seoyoung," Bada muttered as she looked down the sidewalk for you. “Why don't you call her?”

“I tried, but she's not answering, and she has her Find My IPhone deactivated," answered the girl typing on her phone.

“Why do you have her location?” Kyma got in the middle of the front seats and asked Lusher with a frown, but Lusher just shrugged her shoulders, trying to call you back.

“Wait!” Minah shouted, causing Bada to slow down the car. “Isn't that her?” And Minah was right. Under the dim light of the bus stop, you and five other people were waiting. Bada turned around the corner until she was right in front of you.

“Hey lover” as soon as you heard the voice, you frowned, looking towards the car that was parked in front of you and the girl who had her head out of the window with a beaming smile. “Get in.”

“What?” you answered sharply. “Of course not and move over because here comes the bus.”

“If you don't get in, then we won't move.” Lusher insisted. “Right Bada?” The girl in the other seat looked at you with an apologetic expression on her face.

“Lee Seoyoung move," you spat but she ignored you. "Lee Bada go.”

Bada looked at you with a shrug of her shoulders, a little surprised that you had addressed her after all that had happened. However, she still didn't move her car, and when you noticed that they were all together with Lusher, you had no choice but to open the back door, finding Minah and Kyma with a triumphant smile on their faces.

“I have to work tomorrow," you reported as the car started moving.

“Don't be a liar; you told us yesterday that you were on vacation." As soon as you heard Kyma's words, you rolled your eyes, a little annoyed by the matter.

“You can at least tell me where we are going.”

“To the celebration party at Lia Kim's house.

You knew it; deep inside, you knew that Lusher wasn't going to take no for an answer, and it was clear that all the others—except Taeyoung—were going to act with her. And even if you wanted to get out of Bada Lee's car at that instant and head home, you couldn't do it. And in fact deep down you didn’t want to either. Resigned, you didn't answer Lusher; instead, you leaned your head against the back of the seat, accidentally glancing at the rearview mirror of the car, discovering that Bada was already looking at you in advance. However, as soon as your gazes met, she looked down at the highway again. With a long breath, you closed your eyes, deciding to forget what had happened.

The drive to Lia Kim's house took Bada over forty minutes. When all of you arrived, there was already a line of cars parked at the curb, and when you entered the 1Million leader's house, music flooded through your ears. There were quite a few people—all the contestant girls from the show and one or two companions they had brought along. There was alcohol, but not too much due to the presence of the underage girls. But the atmosphere was still fun.

Kyma and Minah slipped through the crowd to where Cheche and Sowoen were. Bada had walked over to where the Jam Republic girls were and circled the shoulders of a person unknown to you, making you a little curious.

“Who is that?” you asked, pointing to Bada with your chin as you walked behind Lusher in the direction of one of the sofas in the house.

“That's Bada's partner; they've been dating for about three months.” Lusher's answer surprised you, and the girl seemed to notice it instantly: "What? You thought she and Taeyoung started dating when you two broke up?” The girl giggled at your silence and then extended a glass filled with some strange content to you.

After the brief conversation with Lusher, none of you brought up the topic again. After all, throughout the time that passed after the breakup, if you didn't ask about Tatter, none of the girls said anything, and you were grateful for it since you wanted to avoid any contact with her. Although it was kind of stupid since, at that moment, you were at the same party as her, and although at the beginning you found yourself looking for her with your eyes every now and then, after a couple of glasses of alcohol and a long conversation with the girls from 1Million and Deep n' Dap, your mind forgot about her.

But it wasn't the same for Taeyoung; on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall, she had been watching you since you had walked through the door. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she was completely unaware of the conversation Minah and Cheche were having, not even noticing when Bada approached her. It wasn't until the Bebe leader tapped her on the shoulder that she was able to come back to reality.

“Do you think I should talk to her?” Bada asked hesitantly, scratching her neck as she looked in your direction.

“Why should you talk to her?”

“I don't know; maybe it will help if I'm the one who clears things up for her. Maybe she will talk to you.

“I don't think that's the...”

And with the thought of fixing Taeyoung's relationship with you, Bada headed in your direction ignoring Tatter. Lusher, who was sitting next to you, was the first one to notice Bada, and she would have found it normal if it weren't for the girl's gaze fixed on you as she clutched the glass bottle in her hand.

“I think we need to talk," she blurted out, gaining stares from the girls and a raised eyebrow from you. “Please.”

You didn't know exactly what to say, so you simply got up from the couch and started walking to the backyard of the house with Bada Lee behind you. As soon as you were under the moonlight, you stopped, both of you not knowing what to say. For a few minutes, you stood there, looking at the plants that decorated the garden. Until Bada decided she had to say something.

“I'm dating someone," she murmured with her eyes fixed on you, staring at you as you frowned and then looked at her.

“Congratulations?”

“And I think you should talk to Youngtae," she said a little nervously under your gaze. Even if she was older than you, somehow she felt a little intimidated. "I know I'm not the best person to tell you this, but I really think you owe Taeyoung a chance to explain things.

“What makes you think I didn't give her a chance to do so?”

“You left that night without saying anything, and you've ignored her ever since, I think...”

“Look Bada just like you said, you're not the best person to have this conversation.” You interrupted her without wanting to listen to the girl's explanations. Even if it had already been a month since the breakup, you still felt a bit resentful towards Bada, even though she wasn't to blame for anything. “But, give me just one reason to talk with Taeyoung.”

“Nothing happened between me and Tatter," she took a long breath before continuing. “At least not when you were together.”

If Bada thought the words that came out of her mouth would make you want to talk to Taeyoung, she was very wrong. "Nothing happened, at least not when you two were together." The phrase echoed in your head over and over again, creating all the insecurities and bad thoughts you once had. If you had more courage, you would have surely complained to Taeyoung about the short time it had taken her to go into Bada's arms, but you wouldn't, because if you didn't want to see her before, you didn't want to see her now even less.

“Is that supposed to be a reason to talk to Taeyoung?” With the tone of voice you used, Bada immediately understood the result of her words, so she tried to correct it.

“It's not how you're thinking about it," she hastened to say. “A week after you left, Youngtae told me the real reason for the breakup. At first, I didn't understand it because, in my eyes, she never showed any feelings for me, but then she kept apologizing for it and I didn't know what to say. I love Youngtae like my baby sister.” Bada took a moment before continuing. “So I kissed her.”

“It really doesn't interest me...

“She started crying instantly," Bada interrupted. “Taeyoung cried all night in my apartment because I kissed her and because she got her feelings mixed up. She never liked me, and...”

“How can you say she never liked you? Are you saying that my relationship was ruined because Taeyoung was confused with her feelings?” you asked, a bit stunned by what Bada had just said. You didn't doubt her words, but it was hard to understand that it had all been a mistake. “We could all tell how she was acting with you. You can't come now and tell me that my relationship of three years was ruined by a stupid confusion of feelings.” Bada tried to answer, but her mouth closed as soon as you interrupted her with a gesture. “You don't know how many nights I spent alone because she chose you.”

“I'm being honest with you..." Again, Bada was interrupted, but this time it wasn't you. Bada's eyes looked behind you, so curiously, you turned around, finding the last person you wanted to see at that moment.

Starting to get a little nervous, you turned again in Bada's direction, who, with a pleading look, said a silent "please." Although she didn't even give you time to think about it and respond, she quickly walked back inside the house. Letting out a breath of resignation, you turned again in the direction of Tatter, who was still in the same place, with the wind ruffling his blond hair and his eyes shining.

“I've missed you," was the first thing she said, and then she cut the distance, wrapping her arms around your body and creating a strong embrace that you had been waiting for so long. “I'm sorry for everything that happened that night.”

You didn't know exactly if sorry was what you had wanted to hear all that time. However, when Taeyoung said those words, you calmed down, even though Bada's words were still deep inside your head. It didn't matter what she had explained because the only thing that kept repeating itself was a constant "Nothing happened, at least not when you were together." And even though the words had only served to explain the confusion in Tatter's feelings, jealousy and some doubts still coursed through your body.

If Taeyoung's feelings had been true, then would she and Bada have started a relationship? The answer was clearly no, and you knew it. Bada's relationship and her own words about how she loved Tatter like a sister confirmed it. But still, the insecurity was there.

“Is it true what Bada said?” You didn't return the hug in the first instance, but you couldn't break away either. It had been a long time since Taeyoung had last hugged you, and you missed it. With your arms at your sides, you clenched your fists and laid your cheek on Tatter's shoulder.

“I don't know what Bada said.”

“She said she kissed you." Your voice came out almost in a whisper, and you could feel Tatter hold her breath. “And that your feelings for her had been part of a confusion.”

“I'm sorry.“

“Did you break my stupid heart because you were confused?” At that moment, your eyes filled with tears as Taeyoung placed one of her hands in your hair, pressing your cheek against her shoulder. “Did we ruin our damn relationship over a stupid thing?”

“Forgive me.”

“Why aren't you scolding me for saying too many curses?”

“You can curse me all you want if it means we'll go back to the way we were before.” Her words made you smile, and by inertia, your arms moved to her waist to reciprocate the hug. “It was my fault for letting my eyes look in another direction when I was with you, and it was my fault for thinking those thoughts meant something else, when they weren't even remotely similar to the thoughts I had when I fell in love with you. I'm sorry for making it seem, through my actions, that we weren't meant for each other.

Taeyoung's words hit deep in your heart, and you felt the need to believe her. So you did.

“It's going to cost you a little more than that to fix things.” You pulled away a little, but without breaking the embrace. Taeyoung nodded with a half-smile. Carefully, you brought one of your hands to her cheeks, wiping the wetness on them. ”Please don't doubt your feelings again because I won't be able to bear it again.

“I won't.”

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