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CCDI-0401 : Chuu
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“Do I really need to join you for this episode Jiwoo?” You ask your girlfriend Kim Jiwoo as she’s dragging you inside a studio for a shooting of ChuuCanDoit. “Yes oppa! Trust me, you’ll like this episode!” You roll your eyes as it’s late in the afternoon, you were really hoping to get some barbecue tonight.
As you enter the studio, you did notice that Jiwoo is wearing quite a long trench coat. It’s not raining and it’s not cold enough for this kind of attire, what could she be up to?
“Jiwoo-ah, what’s with the get up? Are you going to interrogate someone?” You chuckle as Jiwoo just looks back at you with her usual big smile. “It’s a surprise!” You didn’t know what to feel, whether to be terrified what might come next or feel excited.
“And we’re here!” Jiwoo pushes open the door leading to an open dance studio, but something has caught your eye. You would never imagine in a million years that this is what Jiwoo would be doing.
Pole dancing.
“Jiwoo, I thought this season is about… Exercising?” Jiwoo walks to the wall with a coat hanger and looks over at you with a smirk. “It is! A lot of core exercises!” Jiwoo then pulls off her coat exposing her body, wearing only a bright blue yoga short and a tight white Adidas tank top. Her pale skin is at its maximum exposure, you don’t even think Jiwoo is wearing a bra under the tank top.
“J-J-Jiwoo?” You were flabbergasted, astonished, and, shocked. You lost all thoughts, your mind came to a blank, lost as ever when Jiwoo started walking towards you. You watched as each step she took, the more her white, thick and milky thighs would jiggle, ever since leaving BBC and working out more for CCDI, Jiwoo has been looking much healthier, much tastier.
The closer she got, the better look you get. You can confirm that Jiwoo is definitely not wearing… Breast support as her cute little titties are bouncing freely underneath her top. Now being so fixated on her chest, you notice her nipples are started to erect do to being exposed to colder air than being warm underneath her jacket.
“Hey! My eyes are up here!” Jiwoo points to her eyes with one hand, then taking the tripod bag off you with her other hand, with of course her large smile. “What are you up to?” Jiwoo opens the bag to stand a tripod up and attaching a single camera that Jiwoo carried with her. “I told you, it’s to record a special episode of ChuuCanDoIt!”
You shrug as you take your jacket off and hang it up next to hers, then finding somewhere to sit but only to find there’s a single seat in the room and that’s generally behind the camera, the best view to watch Jiwoo as she can make eye contact with you.
Jiwoo walks over to the windows and undo the blinds, covering the view outside and to keep the following event inside for you and your eyes only. The one smiling and happy peach, the Jiwoo that the world knows as Chuu, has completely changed. “Time for our lesson.” Jiwoo slowly walks towards the pole with a smirk, keeping eye contact with you.
You swallowed all the saliva that was pooled in your mouth, ever so often you see Jiwoo act like this, and it never fails to make you salivate. “Now let’s get started on some of the basics. I saw this online while researching.” Jiwoo then grabs the pole a feet inches taller than her height, then slight hopping up for her leg to wrap around it so she could hold herself up.
“Oppa! Look! I’m on a pole!” Jiwoo giggles as she starts spinning herself around the pole. You couldn’t help yourself but chuckle at her excitement, but that changed like a flip of a switch. Jiwoo’s giggles have disappeared and became a focused although seductive glare. The now to be pole dancer has brought her other hand to the pole so now she’s fully faced at the pole.
You watch Jiwoo bring her other leg forward resulting in her leaning back, leaning quite back. Jiwoo’s back was facing you which in turn, the more she leans back, the more cleavage gets more exposed towards you. Jiwoo releases the pole from her leg’s grasp, and gently letting herself slip in towards the pole, making contact with the lips in between her thighs.
“Ahhh…”
The coldness of the pole has made contact making Jiwoo a smidge sensitive, while you also start becoming “sensitive.” Jiwoo tightens her grip around the pole with her thighs, her squeals grow louder the more she rubs herself around the pole.
You feel your pants starting to tighten up, oh how you want to pin Jiwoo to the floor right now and ruin her tight pussy, but instead you sat there quietly trying to hold yourself. “Wooo, I’m getting dizzy.” You can see Jiwoo loosen her grip around the pole in between her thighs, she starts sliding down, slowly.
Very slowly.
“Mmmmmm… Ahh…” You can see the pole where Jiwoo was holding herself to is glistening a little more than before. “Oo… It seems I glazed the pole…” You watched her slowly land on the floor; she slowly pulls one of her hands away to see that she’s touched the sticky residue. “Oh, it’s become sticky.” She says while spreading her fingers slowly to watch the residue spread in between.
“I wonder…” To your surprise, Jiwoo slips in her index finger in her mouth, sucking on it and making a small popping noise once she pulls out of her mouth. “That was good, do you want to see me try more?” Jiwoo directs her eyes towards you with a little smirk, while her finger is being slightly bitten between her teeth.
You nod your head to let Jiwoo know that you want her to continue, and so, she does. “I need more flavour.” Jiwoo then brings her hand down to an emerging wet spot of her shorts, she moans at the slightest touch from herself, if it were you, she would be on the table already getting her ass blasted.
Jiwoo digs in a little, trying to scoop up more of the juices out of her now juicing pussy. “Ahhh... I hope I’m getting a lot…” Jiwoo then sucks on her middle and ring fingers, as those were the main fingers she used. You then started biting your bottom lip, getting quite anxious as you don’t know if you can pull your pants down and start stroking.
“Are you getting horny oppa?” Jiwoo then lays back on the floor, raising both her knees up, feet planted on the floor. “Take off your pants.” Jiwoo commands you before she started massaging her small breast through that thin tank top she decided to wear today, you guess that’s why Jiwoo isn’t wearing a bra.
Convenience.
With question or retorts, you pull your pants and underwear together in one go, flinging your manhood out in the brisk air of the room. “Aw, yeah… That’s right…” Jiwoo proceeds to lift her shirt up, exposing one of her boobs, all for the camera in front to record. “Start stroking.” Her wish is your command.
You started stroking for the amusement of Jiwoo. The once innocent peach has changed to one that’s beginning to ripen and squirt it’s juices out, all for you to watch. The now horned up peach laying on the floor, is pinching her bare nipple, slowly rubbing her clothed folds along the pole that she’s still very much attached to.
Jiwoo’s moans grow stronger as she continued watching you stroke yourself, every minute or see to tell you to do it either faster or slower. You can see from her strokes along the pole is getting stronger, deeper even.
“Fuck… Ah… Oppa, you look so- Ha- Hot…” Jiwoo adds her free hand, rubbing her clit still outside of her shorts, it has come to your attention she isn’t wearing underwear either. “Ah, yes! Yes! There!” Jiwoo stimulating herself from her clit and the pole at the same time, pinching her nipple harder than ever.
And in one loud scream, the small wet stain in between her thighs has now made her short in a giant piece of wet fabric. “Ah fuck… That was… Great…” Jiwoo’s body now rests on the floor with her lower half in a pool of her liquids. You were still hard as a rock, stroking yourself to the mess on the floor.
“I don’t think that was- Ha- Enough for an episode.” Jiwoo catches her breathe for a moment before sitting up, moving away from the pole for a second. “Let’s make this easier now.” She stands up, grabbing the hem of her shorts to only pull them down and get thrown to the side. “It’s laundry day anyways.”
You watched the shorts hit the floor; a loud wet slap was all that was heard from the drenched pair of shorts. You move your sights back to Jiwoo who’s now on all fours, moving back up into the pole. “Is she really going back to masturbating on the pole?” Is what you thought before her now expose pussy lips make contact with the assuming cold metal.
You watch Jiwoo bring her peach up in the air, the folds in between her legs, her thighs, envelop part of the pole. There were signs of hunger in her that you never seen before, a level of horniess that never had been reached before, a whole new version of Jiwoo that no one outside of you would never ever see.
Jiwoo’s face falls on the floor, pleasure can be seen from the expressions on her face, she’s enjoying this just as much as you are. Her face turns into a beet red, you can feel the room warming up with all the heat coming off of Jiwoo. You continue stroking for Jiwoo to watch as she started to stimulate her clit while feeling herself onto the pole and the other hand grabbing her left breast, massaging it and rubbing her nipples.
“Oh, fuck Wooming.”
You felt a sudden urge in yourself watching Jiwoo make herself in a hot fucking mess on the floor, but you felt like something was missing. “What’s wrong oppa?” Jiwoo stopped her actions, slowly moving away from the pole. You were confused why she’s stopped, but Jiwoo slowly approaches you on all fours with a smirk on her face.
“I bet you need help, you can’t do it by yourself.” Jiwoo’s voice was low, stimulating and in a sultry tone that you don’t hear so often. “Does baby need help?” She asks as she crawls in front of you, now her arms on top of your lap, resting her head on her arms as she stares and holds onto your cock.
“It looks so good… It feels so hard… I wonder how it’ll feel inside me.” Jiwoo’s expression changed from wondering to a large smile. “Tell me, does baby need help?” She begins to stroke your cock for you, waiting for your reply. “I need help Wooming.” But she doesn’t do anything, just continuing slowly, long strokes. “What was that?”
“Baby needs help.”
And with that, Jiwoo acts. She straightens herself up and places both hands on each of your thighs, leaning closer to your crotch, kissing your little head then spitting on it. “Let me take care of baby.” A smirk is seen on her face while she rubs her mouth made lubricant around your forever erected cock, but that smirk goes away in a snap of a finger due to Jiwoo swallowing up your piece in her mouth.
Your moan reaches an all time high, never had Jiwoo ever deep throated you before. It turns you on harder and harder hearing Jiwoo gagging due to you inside of her mouth, in a moment she pulls out to take a breath but goes immediately back in, sucking you off the best she can. Her tongue making laps around and around the tip of the head.
Her hand jerking you off while you’re still inside her mouth. You felt a sensation coming, a familiar feeling, you were going to bust.
“Jiwoo! I’m going to-”
Jiwoo stops and let’s go, stopping the process of the nut. “What the fuck!? Jiwoo, why?!” You were mad, confused, you felt like you got the biggest blue ball ever until…
Jiwoo is back on all fours, ass facing you and a pleading face looking back at you.
“Can baby fuck me?”
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Lost & Found | Kim Jungeun
Non-Idol AU - Set on New Years Eve
Warnings/Tags: Minor injury (Cut on the finger/s), blood, light alcohol consumption. Reader wrestles with themselves quite a bit.
It's New Years Eve and Kim Jungeun (the girl who you've called an asshole) just posted an instagram story wearing your necklace.
Great.
Wordcount: 3.7k
Genre: Fluff, Angst (Self doubt and anxiety).
A/N: Inspired partially by a conversation in Paladins group chat, with @sanccharine and @panda-writes-kpop. I'll be real, it wasn't supposed to turn out like this, but I don't hate it. Kinda miss the more delusional original idea (there wasn't an original idea, just vibes).
Anyway, belated happy new year, I hope the year treats you well and with the kindness you deserve.
Where do you even begin? There are no boundaries to the start of a story, they just happen, after all. Yet, there's always that voice that needs it to be perfect.
Keep it to simple facts.
Like most stories, there's a girl.
Kim Jungeun, her friends call her Lippie and you call her… nothing.
…Well, you’ve called her asshole.
That is certainly no way to greet a stranger.
But that’s skipping over too many details.
Rewind a little bit.
There's a girl, Kim Jungeun and your mind just frays-no that doesn't quite have enough bite-fractures into all the fragments of possibility, when it frankly shouldn't.
And, and-
It’s hard to articulate, which is something of a constant lately.
She was supposed to be a distraction, a cursory interest at best. At least while the girl you're actually interested in is studying abroad.
Not that you’ve actually talked to her either.
…You’re a mess.
Things just have a way of getting out of control in your head space.
It’s slow and tentative the way your hand brushes against your chest, ghosting over where a familiar pendant should be.
A cigarette would be fucking great.
But where were you?
Right, right.
Kim Jungeun, an ill begotten thorn in your side.
Salt ridden obsidian waves bounce and dance, sprinkled with the lustre of moonlight and the fairy dust of the stars.
Even if barely, it soothes you.
It’s been awhile since you were last here, eyes tracing over the waves.
The old dock at the port.
A safe space to unwind your mind, though perhaps it was a good thing to miss this place?
Kim Jungeun, friend of Heejin.
Who, according to her, you shared an elective for two weeks before you switched.
Blonde, talented and totally not your type, at all.
Not that you actually noticed her all that much, like ships passing in the night.
Always too focused on Heejin, the way her smile, her antics enamoured a feeling in your chest.
Dopamine and friendship, even if you thought it could've been more at the time.
Still, you can't help the way your brain traces over every brief gaze Jungeun had given over those long lost years.
She disappeared one fall, moved overseas because of family or something or another. According to Heejin she had a going away party, an unnoticed event that you somehow attended.
You remember it vaguely, almost like looking through a foggy glass. You arrived late as had become tradition, to avoid the awkward moments where Heejin would flutter off to socialise while you would nurse a drink awkwardly.
It was hard to miss the slight sad edge to Jungeun's smile when you had arrived, Heejin nearly passed out on a sofa.
No thoughts or words came to your mind as you wrestled her arm over your shoulder, merely a soft wave as you departed.
Only now does the memory warp ever so slightly under the weight of your modern delusions, the need for there to be something unspoken between the two of you.
Your tongue clicks against the roof of your mouth.
Hell, that might not have even happened at all.
It’s hard to truly say, not after the freight train that ran you over when she came back years later.
Something had changed about her after her time away, or at least that's what you would like to say.
But It’s all retrospective hindsight, pieces that you can only put together because you're looking for a way to explain why she ties your chest into knots whenever you look at her.
The problem with being a hopeless romantic is there has to be some sort of divine providence involved, some story that somehow ties it together…
To make it perfect, like It’s a movie.
But real life isn't like that.
Even if you want it so god damn desperately, the nascent need to love and be loved claws and etches at the sensitive flesh of your brain. Still, it only traces a carved pattern that lays at the core of your soul.
Much like any novel, it’s the hunger to be chosen, needed or objectified in the gaze of another.
It’s hard not to drown against it all, eyes sink against crashing, violent waves, you can practically taste the salt on your tongue.
You're a mess, a desperate craven for a single hopeful touch.
You can feel the way your mind drags against the murky seafloor of your own mental abyss.
Still, it's like the snap of a chain, the tug of a haunted ghost that caresses your skin.
A single notification.
A taunting admission.
An update to her Instagram story, the photo itself, a nonsensical blur as you latch on to the familiar metallic shimmer that dots her collar.
It takes everything to pull your eyes away, crashing waves are a soft comforting comfort. Still, your teeth graze your tongue as you contemplate how you feel.
Your phone trembles in your grasp, vibrates with an anxious bounce–Wait, it’s actually ringing, you almost choke on air when you accept the call.
You can practically taste the smile that lingers on unseen lips.
“Hey, asshole.”
Perhaps it’s the mere act of being caught off guard that culls your anxiety before it even has a chance.
Here you are, on the steps of a kingdom unknown. The bloom of orange hallowed light is the only tell tale sign you’re in the right place.
It’s warm you note, in the comforting sort of way, like homemade soup on a particularly sick day.
Your fingers knock against her door with a soft, delicate touch.
it’s hard not to indulge the nauseous thoughts in your brain, in the silent gaps of air. Like exposed skin in a sea of mosquitos.
Maybe the way her lips curve into the slightest smile is its own insect repellent.
Still, it’s only the briefest peak at what lies below the surface, as it fades into the poised detachment you had grown used to.
“So you came huh?” There’s a braggadocious air to her tone, that is almost surprising to your ears. It’s hard to ignore the smirk that swells at the edge of her lip, it’s vivacious and effervescent.
Words catch on the hem of your throat, twisting, coiling and snagging against the roll of her eyes.
There’s a playfulness to the way she bites her tongue, the denouement of victory. Still there’s something to be said about the almost child-like sparkle in her eyes.
What exactly? You haven’t decided, or perhaps you can’t explain it. It radiates a warm comfort in your chest.
And perhaps that is good enough.
You can’t help the awkwardness that clings to your bones, when she gestures for you to come inside, it weighs heavy like rotting iron.
There’s a flash of something else hidden under the contortion of confusion on her face.
“Did you need a formal invitation like a vampire or something?” it’s a sharp almost biting edge, you’ve never held a real conversation with her.
But you can tell it feels unnatural, forced even.
You can't help the curiosity that itches under your skin, burns across your eyes. It’s almost enough, a distraction from that which gnaws at your bones.
The creak of anxiety rattles through your bones, there is no easy way to jump head first into the abyss.
If it even is the right abyss.
Soft, svelte fingers brush against your own, coaxing you forward.
You fall, head first into her domain. It clicks in your head, how little you know about her.
All you have to pick apart is causal anecdotes from Heejin and the chic, almost detached persona she presents.
You know something else swims below the surface.
Just out of reach.
“Beer?”
Gross.
“Sure.”
The soft curve of a smile is a gentle reminder that she likes beer. Your eyes trace her living space as she disappears towards her kitchen.
It’s spacious, minimalist and functional, the only evidence of an inhabitant is the barely past season Christmas tree.
There's a joke about being eager for Christmas in January if she leaves it any longer.
You can't help the tiny smirk that dots your lips, earning you an arched eyebrow and a cold beer.
It’s snug and awkward against your grip, maybe it’s just a creative analogy for you.
Your hand struggles in vain, twisting against jagged metal teeth. They cut into your fingers with a spiked, hungry sharpness.
Crimson paint slowly boils to the surface, at least the cut wasn't clean unlike your stupidity.
Your hand clenches into a tight fist in an attempt to hide your mistake.
Thankfully she’s transfixed?
Enamoured by the tick of her clock or perhaps the weight of her own thoughts.
That's wishful thinking.
Still there's something equally enamouring in the way she prys the cap off her beer. There's a practised skill in the way she peels it off with her ring.
A symbol to her fondness.
Perhaps it is those small idiosyncrasies, fruit born from passion in life that makes your chest palpate.
Maybe it’s the way your eyes linger on her lips as she takes a swig.
Victory burns across her lips, blooming into a satisfied exhale. It’s the soft swell of a smile that almost makes you believe beer tastes good.
After all, how could she be wrong?
You clear your throat, offering your bottle.
There's a flash of recognition, exorcising any haunted whispers that dwell as she grasps the bottle.
Her lips squish, shrinking together as her cheeks puff ever so slightly. It’s odd the way she almost squirms under your gaze before she releases an exasperated sigh.
“My bad,” despite the almost shameful weight to her tone, her fingers are anything but. They glide and dance with familiar grace, commiting your jagged tooth assailant to the grave.
She's cute you realise, almost needlessly so.
It’s the tiny fragment of her embarrassment that plays at your heart like a guitar pick, you almost apologise.
Even if fault lies with neither of you.
Yet, there’s another flash that bounces across her eyes, burdened by worry and guilt as bottles clang onto her coffee table.
“Shit,” her grip brushes ever so softly against the tips of your fingers, it tingles with an electricity you’ve only dreamt of feeling.
Though, you didn't expect there to be trickling crimson rivulets.
Do you think it conducts since it has the same source?
She tugs at the corner of your shirt, pulling to her couch, a small little thing-barely a two seater on the best of days.
Maybe you're just making excuses?
You’re brought back to an earlier thought if only briefly, as she swipes through a coffee table drawer.
Functional and minimalist, what she keeps on or around her has purpose, even her ring.
Which begs the question about her-your neckl-
Sometimes life is the perfect conflux of coincidence meets happenstance, in those rare moments you will find the answers to some of your most burgeoning questions.
Or jokes in your case.
Because, it does in fact conduct. That's the only rational way to explain the way your brain surges, short circuiting when her tantalising lips soak crimson, pressed feverishly tight against your damaged flesh.
It’s intoxicating, dangerously so, the way your mind lingers as your jaw slackens. Your breath hitches, catches against a heated haze as her eyes latch on to yours.
You can barely pick out the slightest ping of worry as she searches through gaze, looking for any sign of discomfort as you feel pressure tighten against your wounded flesh.
You swear you feel a smile burn across your fingers before you blink.
Spongebob patterned plasters replace the soft embrace of her lips.
Though perhaps that's another delusion to the list…
Right?
Wrong, it’s spelt with the claret stain burned into the sleeve of her knit sweater, dotted with the glistening cerise fleck on the edge of her lip.
Yet, she looks at you expectantly, like nothing had transpired, as if there was only a momentary gap in conversation.
You’re a good samaritan you realise, after all that has to be the reason why your fingers tuck under her chin-god you need to ignore how you snap together like puzzle pieces-as your thumb brushes softly against her lip.
She practically preens against your touch, lips curving into a knowing smile.
She’s been caught red handed, your flesh against her fangs.
Your eyes linger against her lips, to consume her wholly and utterly to stain yourself in her colour.
Still, there's a coyishness as her head tilts to the side, eyelashes fluttering with chic elegance.
But is it right to take the plunge?
Is now the moment that makes up for every missed opportunity, every life not lived, every love unhad?
The answer is-
Your hand…
No, that’s the answer.
Retracts, slow and hesitant.
To indulge in this moment is to make every other lesser in Its wake, to tattoo it across your skin and into your heart.
Could you love so permanently when you change with the tide?
Her smile tightens, soft and friendly.
Perhaps that's all it ever was.
She pulls aways, grabbing her beer and… You follow suit, nursing it between your lips.
It tastes better than you thought, though anything is better than drowning in the awkward silence that slowly fills the room.
It’s odd to notice how truly quiet it is in the dead of night, it’s worse to hate such a monument to peace.
You try to find idle work tracing her living space, to find anything of note or interest.
But, you have no such luck as your eyes eventually settle on her clock.
11:50
Maybe that's why she always stares at it? What the fuck else are you supposed to look at?
After all, you can't bring yourself to even dare look her way.
She keeps everything for a reas-
“Why do you have my necklace?”
She scoffs, it’s sudden, violent and abrasive. You can hear the way her fingers tick away at her beer bottle before she takes a deep breath.
It’s practically thrown at her coffee table.
She turns to you, full body and all. Her eyebrows draw tight together like the wound string of a bow.
Whatever confidence she has dissipates slowly as her knees slowly tuck towards her chest.
If the air wasn't heavy with melancholic seriousness, you would've made a joke about her sitting like that one anime character.
Her features scrunch ever so slightly for the briefest of moments as she practically shrinks behind her knees.
“Are you sure you wanna know?”
The question is redundant isn’t it? You wouldn't have asked otherwise.
“Yeah.”
You swear you catch the briefest flicker of a temper tantrum bounce across her face before she sighs.
Part of you can't help but want to entertain the idea.
She probably screams like a pterodactyl.
It’s a weird sort of honour, to be in her presence as her chic edge is peeled away by the skin of your teeth.
It’s nice.
“Wel-” her eyebrows twitch latched on the hook of something else, a flash of annoyance blooms across her face. “Why'd you give it to her?”
Why did you give her your necklace? A matter of circumstance? Of love unabated?
Actually, “why does it matter?”
She seethes under her calculated exterior, you can taste the brimming smoke, choking and noxious as she rolls her eyes, her gaze shifting away from you.
The thin layer of silence does nothing to hide her muttering.
“Man, you really are an asshole.”
It’s the small hitch of a raised breath, the kind that blends against the slight exhale of receiving a meme.
You can't help the slight smile that twitches across your lips, the closest thing to an inside joke.
Her eyes return to you, poised like a sharpened dagger.
Cold indifference, a biting edge ready to strike, deadly and true.
You can practically feel the slice of her remark.
Except she falters, caught on the smile that blisters across her lips, soft and tentative.
You know it would clasp perfectly against your own.
Her nose scrunches ever so slightly, cheeks swelling on a held breath before she releases a sigh.
Her hand darts to yours, there's a shakiness you can't see, but feel as her touch trembles against yours.
“Do you like her?”
It’s like being dumped into the arctic, your mind collapses against the sobriety of it all.
Do you? Your chest sinks with a held weight, threatening to suffocate every last thought and breath.
“I don't know-”
Her head cocks to the side, eyes tracing your features with a delicate touch.
There's nothing romantic about the way she looks at you, just a soft, caring warmth. She hangs on to every microcosm of you as if each moment is its own answer.
Even as her hand trembles against yours, bouncing with an anxious quiver, there is no pressure.
No rush.
Just patience.
You’re lying, lying through your teeth, scared to be the one wolf amongst a world of sheep.
“I did-”
You’re a paradox in a world of certainty, always in a state of fluctuation.
“-maybe once upon a time.”
She offers a soft nod, grip tightening against yours, it trembles with every tick of her clock.
Her lips purse, bubbling with a tepid question.
“And you never made a move– told her even?”
Of course not-
You take a deep, almost shaky breath. It's cut across the jagged rocks of your own disdain.
She wouldn't understand you put the hopeless in hopeless romantic, too caught up in the whirlwind of novelty and what-ifs.
Not what could be.
“What's the point?” You can't help the way it comes out, sodden, soaked, dripping with resignation.
It’s the kind of thought that's better left unsaid, usually left unsaid.
She frowns, lips scrunching once again as she pouts and you realise there's something about her that makes you honest.
Well and truly.
Perhaps there is a kind of honesty that can only be learnt in the company of a stranger.
After all, when you're splitting hairs, how much do you actually know about Kim Jungeun?
Her eyebrow quirks forward, “because you liked her?”
There's a certain punchiness, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
Like the blue hue of the sky.
“Liked, being the keyword Lippie.”
You swear you catch the slightest hitch of her breath against the rough edge of her nickname, an attempt at annoyed levity.
Still, she offers you the slightest tilt of a smile, the smallest peak at perfect porcelain, it’s an almost indignant, so?
As if you had mentioned, sometimes the sky is a muddy grey because of the clouds.
Except perhaps it would be better if the analogy was swapp-
It slams like a fist to the gut, her soft smile.
“You know you think too much for someone who is criminally stupid.”
All you can offer is an incredulous huff as you double over (emotionally of course).
“Asshole.”
She rolls her eyes, her smile blooming with an annoying smugness.
Her hand retracts, finding purchase on her beer bottle.
A victory lap of hers.
“Love people while you do, when you can.” Her eyes go glassy, shining with a melancholic wistfulness before she shrugs.
She takes a sip of her beer, eyebrows knotting together with a sudden thought.
It’s soft the way her eyes trace you, hesitant as she places her beer back.
“Sometimes the act of loving someone, makes you love them more,” she clears her throat, eyes shifting under your continued gaze. “But, uh-”
She takes a deep breath, “live in the moment, not your head?”
You never know what could happen, perhaps something to do in the new year, a thought that hangs on your brain as your eyes linger on her clock.
11:59
Live in the moment.
“...So why do you have my necklace?”
She instantly shrinks, as if your words were a hammer in a game of whack-a-mole. Her eyebrows crease, her nose scrunches and her lips purse as she squirms under your gaze.
Throughout it all, she finds a sudden interest in her plain, boring floor.
Her cheeks swell ever so slightly, an embarrassed smile teases her lips under the sudden stress.
She’s probably surprised you remembered the question.
Or she forgot herself.
It’s cute, it really is. The way she forgets herself, the practised chic persona lays fractured, broken at the base of it all.
What you would give to be a Bluetoothed pair of idiots.
She tugs at her knit sweater, pulling it over head as you catch a muffled pterodactyl scream.
Maybe you're just projecting on the pterodactyl part.
She plucks at the fragments, tries to assemble some facsimile.
But it’s redundant, redundant when the slightest pigment of scarlet, rosy pink dusts her cheeks, redundant when eyes remain glued to the floor even as they shift your way.
Her words are small, tiny as if she were speaking gnomish.
“...It makes me feel happy, when I wear it.”
That answers everything and nothing at the same t-
She looks at you expectantly, a soft timid glassiness lingers in her eyes.
Her eyes snap to her clock, muffled fireworks echo through the night sky.
A frown lines her lips.
“Happy new ye-”
Her words are muffled, halted by the painterly brush of your lips. Her smile echoes across her lips and you can taste the smugness.
It’s eye rolling.
Her fingers tangle through your hair as she pulls you deeper into free fall and fall you both do.
You can't help the reluctance that echoes through your bones and across your lips as she pulls away.
A smirk peeks through her supple lips, an annoying comment no doubt.
Instead you’re surprised by an admission.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this, for tha-”
You pull her into another kiss, brief and chaste.
Even, enamoured in your touch and out of breath as you pull away, her eyes narrow. Something was amiss.
You can't help your own devilish grin, “all year?”
She scoffs, the kind of reluctant but annoyed huff you expected as she rolls her eyes.
“God, you really are an asshole.”
Still, there's an unequivocal softness to the way she says it, you can taste the burn of her annoyed smile as she drags you into another kiss.
At least you found your necklace you guess?
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Ice Cream
This is going to be my very first smut. I’m gonna post this as a contribution for Kinktober, everybody did a great job for their fics for this month and this is just me joining in
Thank you @coldfanbou for helping me with writing this and the feedback he gave
Warning: Foodplay!kink, Smut
*You are readying for you and your girlfriend's movie night*
You stand in front of the TV while picking a movie to watch.
"How about some horror, Babe?" you asked.
"I'm fine with anything" your girlfriend sat on the couch with two bags of chips, a bottle of soda, and a tub of ice cream.
"Horror it is" you pressed the play button on the remote and you sat down next to your girlfriend.
"Should we order some pizza? Or burger and fries?" she asked you.
You opened a bag of chips "Whatever you want" you replied.
"I'll just order some fries, it goes well with the ice cream" she said before grabbing your phone and opening the delivery app.
"Which should I buy?" she said to herself.
"Just order it already, I know you'll add more than the things you want in the first place" you said, annoyed.
"Stop sulking, you're ruining the mood" she crossed her arms.
You looked at your annoyed girlfriend, you smiled then scooted over to her side "Are you mad?" you asked her in a cute tone.
"Eww! What the..." She raised her eyebrows at you then fought the erge to laugh at you "Stop doing that!" she giggled.
You hugged her "Bwut Wippie! I'm gwettin swad becwause youwre mwad at mwe" you said, doing the worst aegyo ever.
"Argh, so annoying!" She shoves you back.
"You love me right?" you asked.
"Of course" she assured you.
You took a scoop of ice cream and fed it to her "How much do you love me?" you asked.
"Umm... Like how much I love this ice cream" she replied.
A sudden genius idea came to your brain.
You took a bite of the ice cream then kissed her neck "What the..." she was surprised by the sudden kiss on the neck but she got chills when the ice cream touched her skin, your warm lips with that freezing cold ice cream touching her skin at the same time made her moan accidentally.
"Now, do you love me more than the ice cream?" you asked her.
She was still shocked at what you did "Well... I mean, ice cream can't kiss me on the neck like that" she said.
"I'll give a point to the ice cream though" you said.
"What for?" she asked.
You took a scoop of ice cream again and fed it to her "I can't cream you like an ice cream can" you said which made her laugh and have you smashed by her fist.
"That's only fiction, your cum and ice cream are not the same" she said.
"Is mine sweeter?" you asked "What's the difference between my cum and ice cream other than temperature?"
She hit you again "No, you idiot. You can impregnate me, ice cream can't" she said.
"Fair point" you said.
She grabs your neck and kissed you suddenly "Fuck it, I want to test if ice cream can impregnate me" she said.
You lift her up and placed her on your lap "What has gotten into you?" you asked.
She grabbed the tub of ice cream and scooped one for herself then kissed your neck. Now you knew the feeling of what she felt when you did that to her.
"Oh, fuck" you moaned.
"How does that feel?" she asked.
"So good, it's so good" you replied.
She keeps grinding her crotch on your tented boner "I want to feel this cock on my pussy right now" she moaned.
She kneeled down on the carpet and pulled your pants and boxers down, revealing your cock standing tall in front of her.
She started sucking your cock immediately "Oh god! Yes babe, that's so good!" you grabbed her hair and pushed her head down to you cock, she choked a bit because of the size of your cock. She was deepthroating you so early while skillfully swirling her tongue around the shaft.
She lifted her head as she shows her sloppy face, her cheeks covered in saliva "Does my mouth feel good?" she asked.
As she was about to dive into your cock again, you came up with an incredible idea using the ice cream "Babe, can you put ice cream in your mouth before sucking my cock again?"
She was confused by the sudden request, she looked at the ice cream and she looked back at you.
She hesitated but complied, nodded before putting a scoop of ice cream into her mouth. She savoured the sweet taste of the ice cream and let it cover her whole mouth, making sure she doesn't swallow it and started sucking your cock again.
"Oh, my god! Yes! Ugh! Babe, keep going! Holy shit! That feels so good!" you moaned.
She looked at you brightly, a smile formed in her mouth as she sees you being so turned on by ice cream being present in sex.
As the ice cream melt by the heat of her mouth and your cock, you felt chills running down your whole body.
"Oh god! Did your mouth get tighter?" you said "God! I'm gonna cum!"
You grabbed the back of her head and slammed it in your cock as you unload a big load of cum down her throat, making her choke.
Her eyes grew big, stayed for a second before swallowing the cum that you released recently.
She looked at you before looking down.
"Why with the long face?" you asked.
She wipes her cheeks with her hands "I... I'm sorry" she coughed "I can't d-do your full length"
"Oh. No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—" she interrupted you with a kiss as she leap into your lap.
You close your eyes as you savoured the taste of sweetness from the ice cream and the saltyness of your cum in her mouth.
She lets go of the kiss, you opened your eyes slowly, she's admiring you.
"What? Something on my face?" you asked.
"No, I just thought that you'll be disgusted by tasting your own semen" she said.
"You know what? I didn't even thought of being disgusted as we kissed because the taste of the ice cream is still there" you replied.
"Oh, right! I did have a scoop of ice cream before giving you a blow. How did it feel though? Did it feel good?" she giggled then eating another scoop of ice cream.
"You have no idea how good I felt!" You retort back.
"Then make me feel it" she said seducting you with her biting her lip.
You pulled down her shorts with her panties and rubbed her wet pussy lips.
"I'll make you feel it so hard that you'll squirt, just like Squirtle" you joked before laying her on the couch and aligning yourself to her wet folds.
"Oh, Babe, please stop talking and put your tongue inside me" she commanded you.
You ate some ice cream before answering "Okay, Ma'am!" you dove into her pussy and lick her clitoris before forcing your tongue inside her second lips.
Feeling the coldness and the warmth combining as you eat her pussy, she puts her hands on your head as she pushes it down for your tongue to go even deeper "Oh! Yes! Please eat my pussy! Eat it more, Babe!" she moaned "Fuck! You're making me cum early!"
You stopped making her ejaculation stop too.
"No cumming until I cum inside you" you said as you slap her cheeks lightly.
"Cum inside me then!" she said challenging you.
"Okay then" you grab a handful of ice cream and jerked it off to your cock, you felt the coldness of the ice cream on your cock which made your cock grew an inch. You did see it visibly elongated.
You took another handful and rubbed it in her pussy, she got shocked by the coldness that her nipples got erected.
"Fuck! The ice cream is so cold!" she moaned.
You grinned, pushing your ice-cream-covered-cock inside her ice-cream-covered- pussy.
"Fuck~" "Oh, god!" you both moaned at the same time.
You slowly thrust "Fuck! You're so big! I don't think I can resist myself from cumming!" she moans as you holds into your shoulders "The ice cream is not helping me at all! Fuck! It's making it worse!"
She dug her nails into the skin of your shoulders "Argh!" you hissed "Are you gonna cum?" you asked as you sped up the pace.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck! I'm gonna~~~fucking~~~cum!" she pulled up and hugged you as she cums, she squirted as expected but not the amount that she expelled, it was so much that she could fill three cups of it.
"Wow, you really did squirt" you said kissing her cheeks.
"I-I'm so tired now" she laid back down.
"Then rest, Lippie" you said as you kissed her.
"But you need to cum too" she said.
"I already did, when you gave me a blowjob" you said as you pull out your cock out of her pussy.
She stopped you "No! Keep it in! Thrust" she said.
"But... You're tired" you said looking worried for her.
"Babe" she placed her right hand on your left cheek "Can you cum inside me? W-with no protection?" she said before pecking your lips.
"I-I... Are you sure?" you waited for her command.
She looked at you with her eyes shining and her lips curved as she comfortably smiled signing that she is saying yes.
"Okay" you said.
"Don't need to be nervous. I dreamt about this, us. We'll have a family, you as the Daddy, me as the Mommy and our children" she said.
You leaned into her to give her a kiss as you thrusted forward making her moan in your kiss.
"Please, Babe! Fuck me hard so you could cum inside me! Fuck! Cum inside me! Make me a Mommy! Impregnate me, Babe!" she moaned loudly as you thrust inside her pussy.
"I'll make you a Mommy, Lippie! I'm gonna cum inside you!" you moaned as you came inside her, painting her pussy walls with cum, filling her up with the seed of life.
"You said earlier, you want to know if ice cream can impregnate you but If you think about it... Ice cream cannot ejaculate therefore you can't be pregnant by ice cream" you said as you lay down next to her in the couch.
"Yes, you can only impregnate me" she kissed your cheek "I love you" she said.
You grabbed a scoop of ice cream and kissed her sharing the ice cream together, touching each other's tongues. You broke the kiss and held her hand "I love you too"
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Around You (Part 3)
Pairing: LOONA Chuu ft. Heejin, Hyunjin X Male Reader
Word Count: 6997
A/N 1: Hallo Orenjideul! It has been a a while since I released a fic and here it is! it has been a busy month for me so sorry for the readers who made me wait for this series ._. Anyways, hope you enjoy this third part of my "Around You" mini-series and have a great day ahead Orenjideul! <3
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“Hey Oppa! Can you help me here? It’s a b-bit heavy...”
She grunts while lifting her backpack from the floor as it says enough on how she struggles to lift it. You then unhesitantly helped her as you hand the straps and helped her in flinging it in her shoulders as a confused face paints you right after.
“Why are you bringing so much stuff, Jiwoo? You’re not helping anyone and even yourself. Tch…”
“Well, maybe because I’m studying and brought all my books so I can prepare for the upcoming exam, unlike you Oppa. Hmp!”
“Really? I can maybe ace the exam without reviewing, hah!”
“Ace it, huh? Then explain to me how you scored a C on your Pre-calculus exam and exactly said the same things…”
You can't possibly think of an excuse after what Jiwoo had said towards you as you were frozen upon your position. Not only that you were stunned by that, but you were also dazed by her beauty as her hair flew at your sight, the wind helping her to showcase it as her effortless features made you in awe. Time felt like it ran slower as you could just hear her faint voice echoing around your ears, reverberating as you came back to your senses slowly while still looking at her with a genuine smile on your face.
“See Oppaaaa??”
“Jiwoo-yah…” you said in a soft and caring tone until you snapped yourself back to reality.
“W-what?”
“Uhm, n-nothing, j-just your books. Here, get it, now.”
Your sudden cold demeanor intimidates Jiwoo as she glares at you from daydreaming while she’s talking with you. She knows that you often space out while talking with her but little did she know, those were the signs that you’ve already fallen for her.
“Why do you mean get it? We’re still nowhere near my-”
“Nope, look behind you Jiwoo.”
She then looked back as she saw that she was now near her house, just near the vicinity of it. A gasp came out of her mouth as you smirked at her and chuckled right after.
“How c-come we are here already? We literally just walked like a few minutes a-ago.”
“Well, maybe because you were talking too much to the point you didn’t notice that we’re already near your house.”
You then teased her as you clicked your tongue multiple times with disappointment painting your face sarcastically. You can see her mother waving cheerfully through the glass window as it’s the sign that the both of you are parting ways.
“You’re no fun Oppa! Hmp! Anyways, see you tomorrow?”
“Why are you questioning me? Of course I’ll see your face tomorrow, as always, pft. Anyways bye Pengo…”
She pouts and sulks on the spot as she brings her textbooks with her, playfully stomping her feet on her way to the door of their house.
“Bye Pengo, stop tripping okay?” you said loudly, a chuckle escaping your mouth as she glared at you like she’s about to slap you at any time because of your annoying teases.
She’s always used to it and it’s most likely the charm of your relationship as best friends, mostly how the both of you are notorious in the whole school for acting like cats and dogs to each other. Your cold demeanor earlier doesn’t mean to intimidate her but just to burn the image of you being allured in her charms from both of your minds, mostly hers. You’re showing her signs but those seem won’t work as you dismiss her compliments towards you too, thinking that she’s really joking and always prefers calling you a “pabo” all the time rather than the both of you being locked up in a room for a minute or two.
“How could she be blind? Aishh, nevermind, whatever…”
Frustration is evident in your tone as you hurriedly walk your way home as all you can think of is to take a rest and freshen yourself up as the exams are nearing. After minutes of walking, you then arrived at your apartment, unlocking the locks hurriedly as you prepared yourself to take a rest: eating a right amount of food, taking a shower, brushing your teeth and making the bed—you’re just tired and wanting to take a rest as soon as possible.
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Two days. Only two days left before your finals exams as the students rush in their classrooms as soon as the bell rings. Most of them were busy chit-chatting, reviewing, teasing and a lot more yet you’re the complete opposite, you’re just laying down at your chair comfortably as you peeked outside the window, reminiscing the memories you made with Jiwoo for the past years you’d been friends with her.
Heejin notices this as she comes towards you and sits beside you. She then asked why you’re looking out of place as she knows you’re feeling eerie by the small expressions of your face.
“Nothing much, it’s just, Jiwoo…”
“What’s with Jiwoo Oppa? You haven’t confessed to her yet?”
“Shhh, quiet, we’re still in the classroom, they may hear us…”
“Sorry ‘bout that Oppa.”
It’s true that you wanted to confess to Jiwoo. It may seem unusual that the feelings you’ve developed with each other are late yet now your heart speaks up for the truth as you wanted to be with her in all of these years. You’ve witnessed her cry over a failed date due to a rejection up to the pointless quarrels the both of you made, you can’t slip it off your mind and wanted to take it a step further. You’ve been talking about this with Heejin for a long time and only the both of you know it.
Heejin knew it. From the start he met you and Jiwoo, you know something’s going on between the both of you as she can sense some signs that the two of you only knew and the connection the both of you are oblivious of. Also, with Heejin’s strong connection between the both of you, she knew that her gut feelings were true as the both of you always talked about each other and the thing is, the both of you had feelings towards each other. She’s been playing it wise as the both of you are oblivious about having some feelings towards each other as Heejin almost spilled the tea one time when Jiwoo and her were talking about their ideal types. Gladly, Jiwoo didn’t mind it and slipped it off her mind.
“But, Heejin…”
“What Oppa?”
“D-do you think I c-can do it later?”
“I trust in you Oppa. You can do this. There’s no harm in trying, right? Besides, she’s still your friend at the end of the day whatever happens, you got nothing to lose, Oppa.”
Maybe Heejin was right. There’s no harm in trying, right? You have nothing to lose and Jiwoo will still be your friend at the end of the day if you did.
After a few talks, you thanked Heejin for a quick talk as you’re always grateful for having a friend like her, alongside Jiwoo, of course. The class is about to start in a couple of minutes as you prepare for what’s coming next with Jiwoo still revolving around your mind.
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Dismissal time. The bell rang and after a few minutes, students were scattered around the campus grounds and across the quadrangles, cafeterias and most of the students are now rushing towards the gate to go home yet you’re in an opposite way—a sudden bet with Heejin earlier as the cause was your non-stop teases about her highschool crush. Both of your competitive spirits ignite while talking about the bet as Heejin’s sarcastic sulking face makes an introduction to you as you jokingly tease about her bad luck with bets. You became so confident about winning to the point that you let her choose what will be the bet for later’s main event.
She’s not giving up easily and rather found your pride as her ultimate advantage. Like the smart bunny she is, she thought of a bet that surely will make her win as she uses another advantage against you and now is the time for her to prove it.
“Now that we’re here, what’s the bet that you had in store against me?”
Before Hyunjin could say anything, she was stopped by Cheongsoo as he ensures the bet that you’re going to be in and its consequences for the both of you.
“Are you sure about the consequence, Hyuk?”
“Yeah, why? Like she’s going to put some make-up on my face? No chance!”
“Yah! Don’t underestimate my friend like that, Oppa!”
“Are you sure about the consequence, Jin?”
“It’s not like I’m going to treat him what he wants, for a day. No chance!”
“Well, without further to do, let’s get started!”
You’re aware of the saying about “jinxing yourself” yet you didn’t care about it because pride took over your body, complacent on how easy you’re going to win the game without any effort wasted.
“Well, what’s the bet you have in store for me?”
“Are you ready to lose, Heejin?”
“I should be saying that to you but let’s see, Oppa.”
A chuckle escaped your lips as you locked your eyes on Heejin—your competitive spirit igniting every second you locked eyes on her. Her eyes also ignited the same as yours did but more of a teasing one since she can’t hide her chuckles everytime she sees you.
“Well, shall I reveal the game that we’ll be playing?”
“Go on Cheongsoo, reveal it!”
Cheongsoo then winks to Heejin—a sign of a “teammate” advantage towards you; finding it unfair but the deal is sealed and there’s nothing you do about it—as he places four bottles, four ten-thousand won bills onto the table and a couple of coins. Curiosity paints your face as you are taught of the possible game that they made against you and gladly, you know what game it is yet do you know how to win against her? You're familiar with the game yet you exactly don’t know how to beat it and with that in mind, you’re nervous as you don’t want to walk like a clown in the campus as you can imagine what can happen next.
“Well, you two will get the bills without any of the coins falling off and there are four bottles on the table. The winner will be declared if they got the bills the fastest under a minute or if the other one didn’t finish all the bottles or who’s the player who got the most bills at the end. So… goodluck to you two!”
After Cheongsoo’s plain yet punctuated explanation about the game the both of you are playing, you can’t help but feel lost and stunned because of what is presented at the table. As you’re feeling uneasy and off, you wanted to get out of this, close the deal and escape the bet yet you’ll be feeling guilty after that—not to mention how cute Heejin’s face is when she’s sulking and frustrate and thanks for being her classmate for months and being her close friend, you can came up to that conclusion accurately.
“Well, because of Hyuk’s confidence earlier, why don’t we let him do the bet first?”
“Wha- Why m-me? No, no, l-let Heejin go first, not me!”
“Well, don’t you want to beat me, right, Oppa?”
“Nah, ladies first, remember?”
“And be a gentleman, hmp!”
Heejin pouts as she crosses her arms, pretending to be sulking and you know that it’s your biggest weakness as you can’t help but fall for her. How could you not feel bad if she’s sulking? Of course, you always want to cheer her up and enlighten the mood whenever she’s like that and without wasting time, you just do what can make her smile.
“*sighs* Alright, I’ll go first…”
Coming nearer to the table, you positioned yourself and adjusted your stance as you thought of a possible way to get that bill between the bottles without letting the bottle fall. It may seem challenging and impossible as you doubted to give it a go and asked Cheongsoo if this is really the game the both of you will be playing.
“Yeah! That’s the game we’re playing! Well, show us the confidence you showed earlier…”
“Just shut it…”
With no other choice, you then stepped near the table and played the game without knowing how to beat the game efficiently.
“Well, what can I say? Let the games begin!”
As the game starts, you step in as the timer starts to tick and Heejin faces you in order for her not to gather any possible techniques that she may use against you. Every second ticks and pressure can be felt from your veins as stress starts to rise up.
“No, no, I should not do it fast because the coins will fall off.”
Strategies and all of the possible techniques that you can think of is all that you need to win this bet as you don’t want to go home embarrassed with make-up on your face.
With a single try, you managed to get halfway through a bill as unfortunately, the coins fell off the bottle as you were frustrated by the sight of it. Hope starts to fall off drastically as you feel that you just need to accept your fate—you already know that all of them are against you in order to make you lose, intentionally—yet you didn’t think of that as there are still three more bottles to go and Heejin may lose two or more if it’s her turn.
45 seconds left as you went to the second bottle and did the exact same strategy yet this time, you’re not rushing it and pausing at random intervals in order for the coins not to fall.
“Just do it nice and easy Hyuk, you got this! There aaaand… yes!”
After an intense moment, you managed to be successful with your made-up strategy as you got the bill out of its restraints yet you still have two more to go as the time is ticking—every second counts here.
28 seconds left and you feel like it’s an eternity as you just want this to end yet your competitive spirit ignites and lets you think the opposite.
You just did the same strategy—pull the paper bill slow and concise for the coins not to fall—as you were successful on the third bottle. You smiled to yourself as you were satisfied with how your sudden strategies are working despite the zero experience of playing this game yet the game is still ain’t over as there were just 14 seconds left for the last bottle.
10 seconds was only left as you were only a quarter of the bill done as all of the students began counting down to zero which just sent gasoline to the flames. Intense pressure can be felt as you upped the pace of your strategy which earns a skip of a beat in your heart.
“Come on! It’s halfway done!”
“5 seconds left!”
“Nearly finished! And…”
“Time’s up!!”
“Argh!!”
You let out a frustrated roar as you were just close to finishing the last bill yet time interferes with the sudden hype you’re feeling as it subsided, feeling defeated and accepting your fate on facing the consequence later.
“They're literally cheating, I swear! Ugh…”
“Well, I think that’s it for the most confident person here!” Cheongsoo shouts as he teases you, earning an annoyed glare at him which earns a laugh from him. Heejin then mischievously grins as she knows exactly what to do to beat you—not to mention how all of them set you up to basically win the bet and let you have the consequence. You can maybe foresee the future as you know how bad this bet is going to end yet there still hope for you to win this as you could only hope for Heejin to mess up. If she messes up…
“It’s now Heejin’s turn for the game! Will Heejin make him go home looking like a clown or will Hyuk make her wallet wail? Let’s find out now as we’ll start the game again!”
The timer starts as soon as Heejin steps up near the bottle, trying to do a different strategy that probably your friends had said to her earlier. You watch her with fire in your eyes as anger ignites the flames inside it which just paints a put on your face.
As she tried to flick the bill at lightning-speed, she wasn’t successful enough as the force applied is felt by the bill and as a result, the coins fell down resulting in a rough start for Heejin. As you watched her beat the game, you noticed how uncanningly familiar is the techniques she’s using and that’s when an imaginary lightbulb pop above your head as you remember a lesson about Physics in your Science lessons and also, thanks to Jiwoo for teaching you that when you’re failing years ago in Physics.
“Ahh!! Inertia! I knew it! How come I didn’t think of it earlier?? Aish, I'm so bad…”
Regret revolves the entirety of your mind as Heejin now moves to the second bottle as there was still three-quarters of a minute left. You sat down there, eyebrows scrunching as you know what Heejin will do next, feeling defeated.
You’re still amazed about “her” ingenuity and the application of inertia to beat this game and it never fails to make you smile—it can’t be helped since you’re always feeling soft towards Heejin.
She now tried to do the same technique earlier yet this time, she positioned her index finger like she’s about to chop the bill in order for it to work with a higher success rate.
Well, that trial became successful and it’s way faster than what you have expected as you were caught off-guard once she aced the rest of the bottles in a span of a small period of time as there’s still 37 seconds left on the timer. With a stunned face and a flabbergasted reaction, Heejin knows how you didn’t see that coming even though you’re half-expecting it.
“Well, that was fast and it looks like we knew the winner already!!”
Laughs and smiles painted their faces as gray clouds revolved around you as you know that you’re facing the consequence and they don’t even need to tell who’s the winner. As you face the inevitable, you glared at Heejin as you shouted, “Heejin is not unfair! She cheated!”.
Well, she didn’t cheat yet technically, she did yet the game is now over and as much as you want to whine about it, the favor isn’t going to end well for you as Hyunjin laughs at the corner, knowing what is going to happen next to you. As you’re still dumbfounded and lost, Heejin then approaches you as she drags you somewhere as Cheongsoo shouts, “You lost, Hyuk! Better luck, next time!” while the others are still giggling on your reaction to your sudden loss.
“Guess someone’s getting lucky…”, Hyunjin whispers to herself and your friends are still laughing as Hyunjin waves them goodbye, knowing how early she should be going home yet the fun earlier was worth more of her time. Not so long after, the people at where the event happened started to wave goodbyes and thanked each other for an exciting and a funny game which all of you enjoyed,except you.
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“You cheated Heejin. That's just unfair.”
“No, I didn't Oppa. You let me pick the game we're going to play and sadly you lost the bet.”
Heejin's face is on the verge of laughing as she applies more makeup on your face. You didn't mind it at first yet she's applying more than what you expected, making you yield and complain between her words of joy.
“You lost it! Just accept it! Haha, you looked better in this!”
“You played unfair! That wasn't right!”
“You played it badly, Oppa! Accept it!”
“Yet I know all of you set me up!”
You rolled your eyes in discontent as she applied more blush-on to your cheeks, making you feel a sting in your brain to yield again but her visuals made you in awe as you didn't mind her putting all of it onto your face as your glares and dissatisfaction masks the fluster your heart is experiencing.
"I think t-that's too much, Heejin. Stop it. I'm looking like a clown, probably."
"No, I'm not making you a clown, Oppa. Also, don't move that much or we won't be finished. It'll end soon, just trust me."
"Fine, whatever you say Heejin, tch."
Gladly, it was dismissal time once the consequence was fulfilled as you can’t afford to be teased and laughed at by the whole campus as you know that you’re looking like a literal clown right now. With regrets spiraling over your mind, you can’t wait to remove your makeup when you get home as the nightmare of all things is coming near—Jiwoo teasing you endlessly and how annoying it is.
Just a few retouches left and Heejin giggles in front of your face as she pulls a lipstick on her makeup bag and you’re not liking what’s going to happen next.
“Oh-OH! No, no, you’re not putting that on my lips!”
“Yes, I will because it's the consequence, Oppa…”
“No! Y-You said you’ll just put on makeup on my face, that’s it! The-”
You were paused as Heejin shuts you with lipstick brushing on your lips, marking a strong red tint. You’re aware that she’s probably making you a clown yet her reassuring tone dismisses all of it. After a couple of seconds and retouches, you’re finally done with the hell you’ve been through.
“And there! It’s done!”
“Fu- I shouldn’t have done that stupid bet, gosh…”
“Wanna take a loo-”
“No, thanks.”
“Oh, alright… Anyways, see you tomorrow! And, be better next time…”
Heejin then sticks her tongue out as she gestures goodbye towards you, still giggling on how you look which earns a frustrated face from yours—you rolling your eyes and exhaling a deep sigh right after.
“Gosh, Jiwoo will laugh at me non-stop. This isn’t good…”
You then remembered that you’re going to escort Jiwoo on your way home and looking at yourself right now, you know that you’ll get teased by Jiwoo and it’s just misery thinking about it.
You then course your way to her classroom with your face hiding your makeup as you surprisingly, you stumbled with Jiwoo on your way there.
“O-Oh, J-Jiwoo, I t-thought you were in y-your classroom?”
She didn’t respond at first however, a cold invitation sends shivers down your spine as you’re not liking what’s going to happen next.
“Let’s go home.”
“This isn’t good. She’s acting differently. Did I forget something again? Ah, come on now Hyukie what are you doing??”
Those questions lingered around your mind as she’s not usually like this—not like this when his ‘best friend’ is looking like a clown right now. You ultimately want to end your incoming suffering earlier, just thinking about the thought of how Jiwoo would tease you like it’s her last but it was the complete opposite—no teasing at all.
“Maybe she’ll tease after a few minutes but I hope this goes on but why is she acting like this?”
Your eyebrows scrunch just by thinking about what could be the possible root of her uncanningly random sulk. You are puzzled by such an unprecedented introduction of a new ‘Jiwoo’ as the awkwardness between the both of you doesn’t help you—you just wanted to see the Jiwoo you know.
“Why are you like this, Jiwoo?”
She didn’t respond yet she clicked her tongue in annoyance. You’re confused and baffled at her sudden behavior as she glared at you right after and at that moment, you knew that you did something wrong.
“Is it about me, huh?”
No response as the both of you continued walking until you stopped in front of her, making her do the same action too.
“Answer me Jiwoo! Is it about me?”
A response from her is not futile yet you won’t give up and you’ll do everything to get an answer out of her. She ignored you and continued walking as you held her wrists, making her gasp as she glared towards you.
“Let go of me…”
“Answer my question first.”
“I’m going to scream! Let go!”
You let go of her wrists as her threat against you worked. She continued walking as you questioned yourself on why she is like that, again and again. You’re definitely getting frustrated by her childish and selfish actions as you asked her once again yet this time, with a different tone that’ll send shivers down her spine.
“Answer my goddamn question, Jiwoo. Why the hell are you so stubborn, huh? Is it about me? Then speak up and stop acting like a child.”
“Y-u’re s–h a j–k…”
Mumbled words can be heard from her as curiosity paints your face, needing to find an answer on what she has said.
“What did you say?”
She faced herself against you as she was annoyed at your clown-looking face that she can’t afford to make eye contact, not even a second.
“You know what? You’re such a jerk! I’m finding you everywhere and you’re not even there! How stubborn are you! I said just stay in your classroom!”
You could definitely tell how annoyed and frustrated Jiwoo is: her deadly glares and her slightly-high tone says enough—not to mention how she’s still refusing to make any eye contact towards you because of how you look—yet you can’t help but think that she seems off and something’s wrong with Jiwoo.
“Well, you I literally said we’ll do something in dismissal and you said “Alright, I don’t care…” and there you go. Also, I don’t really know why you are acting like a child with a tantrum, Jiwoo.”
“And why the hell do you look like that? You look ugly, aish…”
“I know Jiwoo and don’t change the topic!”
“Can’t help it since you’re looking like a rejected clown which probably, you are, maybe…”
“How am I rejected? Huh, what are you even saying, Jiwoo?”
“Don’t play dumb Oppa, I know you like Heejin.”
Jiwoo really knows how to change the topic—or maybe, to really piss you off—as she pulls out an assertive smirk that she knows exactly how well she flipped the table between the both of you.
“What do you even m-mean? I- I don’t have feelings for her! And besides, if you keep teasing me I’ll shout that you like Che-”
You were paused by a sudden raise of Jiwoo’s arms, ready to slap you as gladly, your reflexes acting faster than the speed of light, preventing her from hurting you as you involuntarily flinched as a response to her actions.
“Shut up, you jerk! Aish!”
You can see how annoyed she is, not just by the look of her face but also the tone of her voice which you rather find cute—even though you know how cute she is in whatever she does and that makes your heart flutter. She then punched your shoulders as you didn’t have the reflex to dodge nor to prevent it as you can see her face on the verge of crying before she walks away to you slowly, which you don’t expect since you know how fierce and brave she is whenever she’s with you. You were stunned at your feet as you feel guilty for the reason for her sudden shift of mood and you don’t like when she’s at her lowest times—you’re getting concerned and thoughtful towards her since she’s your best friend… Your best friend.
“Yah, Jiwoo…”
She didn’t answer at first—knowing how much she’ll laugh and tease you with the makeup you’re on—yet you know how she’s feeling bad for you being too concerned for her. It almost feels like the both of you telekinetically knew each other’s feelings and there weren’t any teasing or joking around. The mood suddenly changed within a blink of an eye as you slowly patted her back to make her feel reassured about the current situation as she looked back, her eyes forming a glare as she softly murmured between lips, “You’re so blind Oppa…”
Now you realized something that you never knew that would come. You realized that she’s been holding it in and that she’s hurt every time she sees you with her friend, Heejin. You were dismissing everything: from her playful teases up to her cheerful moments with you, you didn’t know that she’s feeling the same way you do towards her—the both of you have feelings towards each other.
---Few Minutes Ago (Dismissal Time)---
*distinct chattering, bird chirps, wind breezes*
“Oh my gosh, where the hell is he? I’m going to hit him when I see him!”
A pissed penguin is definitely not a sight you want to see. Despite her cute demeanor and her vibrant aura, she’s a total opposite when she’s frustrated with something and that frustration is all about… you. It seems like the both of you didn’t understand each other—and most likely Jiwoo’s fault—yet she’s still determined to find where you are.
A few walks, a few chit-chats of various gossip around the campus—she does not even bother eavesdropping a single syllable— as Jiwoo sees a familiar figure with a girl, face-to-face towards each other in a cafeteria table. She’s piqued at the sight as she waddles her way slowly towards those people as she hides behind the wall near them in order to not get caught.
“...”
Silence interrupts the boisterous nature of the campus as Jiwoo was frozen at her place. Jiwoo taught herself that she shouldn’t have been too curious to know it because it just hurts for her to see it with her own, two eyes—it’s you and Heejin, together.
She's not dreaming and nor are you. Even though the both of you are much of a cat-and-dog relationship towards each other, it still hurts for her to see you with one of her closest friends being so close to each other. She may act tough; her heart is unscathed yet deep inside, it’s shattering slowly, piece by piece and she just can’t afford to do anything since it would be awkward for all of you. She doesn’t wanna lose you as she wants to step up the relationship between you and her, a lot more.
Jiwoo just wants to shout just to call your name but she can’t—she wants to know what the both of you are doing as she doesn’t want to end in an awkward situation as she wants to know more. As she sees you moving your right hand to hold Heejin’s left shoulder, she can’t help but feel anger and jealousy in every move you do with Heejin. She shouldn’t be because the both of you are just friends, right? Just friends…
“Hey Jiwoo, what are you do-”
“Ah-AH! Hyunjin! U-uhm…”
Jiwoo was startled by the sudden appearance of Hyunjin as Hyunjin sensed that something’s off the bat here—probably on why Jiwoo was hiding behind a wall and looking for someone.
“Oh-ohh, what are you doing here Unnie? I thought you went home after we met earlier…”
“Ah-ahh-AH! I w-was just, y’know, like— uhm, checking the ambiance here for tomorrow so I’ll know if I’ll review here since the exams are coming...”
“B-But you, uhm, just don’t mind it Unnie, I’ll go home, okay?”
“Okay Hyunjin! Bye… Phew, that was close.”
After Hyunjin left, Jiwoo then continued to stalk the both of you by sneakily peeking behind the wall as she feels like her world is collapsing everytime you and Heejin are with each other, close to each other.
After about two minutes, Jiwoo is still peeking behind the wall as she’s seeing something that’s not right which only piqued her interest in being hooked into an uncanny occurrence—you and Heejin, close to each other with both of your lips just inches away. She can’t bear looking as she already saw enough of anything and it’s breaking her heart slowly. She rested her body against the wall as a tear escaped her eyes as she felt defeated—having the thought of losing you is something she can’t think of.
Sniff after sniff, she feels lost as she regains her confidence and wipes the tears that are coming out of her eyes. She stood up as she said to herself, “I’m going home, alone. It doesn’t matter anymore.”. Guess it’ll rain on Jiwoo’s after that sight…
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“And I know I can’t do anything because it’s too late for me… Just why? Why are you so blind Oppa?”
She breaks down in front of you as she knows how she lost you—as if to know that you have a relationship with Heejin now. You were baffled in your place as she slowly hugs you, whining about how you're blind to see every move she makes just to know that she has feelings towards you. You’re just oblivious about it and always take things with Jiwoo as a joke, little did you know that those were small steps that lead onto something more.
“You’re such a jerk, you know that? You’re such a jerk, you’re such a jerk, you’re such a-”
She keeps on hitting you, frustrated about what’s happening as you pull her deeper in your embrace, her muffled words and whining toned down and so is her hits towards you. You then cupped her cheeks as you wiped the tear that came out of her eyes as she didn’t make eye contact with you—you totally understand her and you would do the same too if you were in her shoes.
“There’s nothing between us, Jiwoo, never was. It was all just a bet yet in fact—”
“—there’s something I wanted to tell you for a long time…”
Jiwoo’s eyes widen, eyebrows scrunched as you clear your throat yet her hand stops you from saying anything and surprises you with something that you’ll forever cherish.
As you are about to speak, she reaches for your collar as she pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss. You were baffled at the moment you locked lips with her as you wanted to pull out—panicking on a sudden action that you’re new with—yet her full, soft lips are letting you do the opposite.
Adrenaline pumped in your veins as you can see how you’re new to this situation yet you’re not complaining—her soft, full lips are irresistible—as you deepen the kiss until she pulls out, a smile now forming on her lips as she did what she’s been longing for.
“I-I-I’m s-sorry for that Oppa. I was j-just gotten away”
“N-No… It’s fine, Jiwoo, and I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable about the kiss. I’m really sorry…”
“No, it’s fine Oppa, I just can’t say it in words but I think that I’m too late…”
Jiwoo sighs in defeat as she thinks that everything is over. You then step closer to her, cupping both of her cheeks as you inhale deeply and sharply and then say, “The truth is that, I love you, Jiwoo…”
Silence reverberated around the area as Jiwoo is speechless upon her place, stunned about those eight letters that you’ve said that now revolves around her mind.
“Jiwoo, this time—I’m for real, I do love you…”
No words can explain what Jiwoo is feeling right now, at this very moment as it is evident in her eyes that she’s incredibly flustered—you can see it. There weren’t any hints of teasing or jokes between the both of you as it feels like the both of you knew each other’s feelings involving telepathy. The both of you exchanged smiles as you can see your sunshine being herself again, enough for her smile to infect you. She then suddenly kissed your cheeks; you were caught off-guard yet you didn’t complain as some words escaped her mouth in the form of a whisper: “I love you too, Oppa.”
Your grin widened as Jiwoo laughed at your state: you looked like a clown because of your make-up yet it didn’t matter as she sees everything but beauty in every inch of your face.
“Why? What was that, Jiwoo?”
“A little gift, just for you, Oppa…” her cheeks rosy-pink from her statement as she lightly hit you, making your heart skip a beat from her adorable actions as it’s just you being soft towards your best friend—maybe now your girlfriend.
“Let’s just go home, shall we?”
“Heh, alright Jagi~”
Jiwoo was baffled by an uncanny word that’s new to her ears as your eyes widen, flustered yet nervous on what’s about to happen next yet you remain calm and composure in order to slip off what you’ve said.
“What did you say, Oppa?”
“Nothing, let’s just go home.”
“You’re no fun, Oppa, argh!” Jiwoo playfully hits you as if you didn’t bother to dodge—it even makes your heart flutter and you love it.
The both of you then walked on her way home as teases, laughs and joy emanated the air, unlike the gloomy and defeat earlier. This day never had been special because of a sudden confession and a memorable bet that will be forever cherished and you loved it even though you faced the consequence and deeply regretted your life decisions.
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Chirps of birds and boisterous noises resonated your eardrums as the sun shines through the blinds on your window, signaling that it’s time for another day to begin yet this time, this feels uncanny. It’s normal for you to feel this way when waking up and it’s nothing new, so you dismiss it yet you still think of her after what happened. A smile paints your face as you stir your coffee and sniff it, the aroma brushing within the tip of your nostrils, sending dopamine all over your body.
Drink it slowly as the warmth of the coffee stings your tongue lighty which you always prefer, pairing your favorite morning drink with two toasts. Even though you dismissed the earlier thought, it can’t be helped that you still feel defeated about the thought of something. All of this feels like a fever dream yet you need to wake up to reality.
“Did I dream again? About her? About… Jiwoo…”you say to yourself between abrupt words of confusion as there’s a single sip just to finish your coffee, hoping to wash off all of these feelings but it doesn’t seem to be the solution..
You did dream, all about her, and her friends—a lucid dream to say the least. Was the girl you saw from your last nightmare was her? Is it her foreshadowing things that will happen? Patterns can’t help here as it may mean something yet these are all just made up by your mind—it does make sense because these were just dreams.
Between the idyllic ambiance around the room, it rained on you, knowing that there's nothing you can do but to accept that all was just a dream—and it may not come true. You sigh heavily as you grab your phone to check the time as there is still more or less an hour left before you go to school with Jiwoo.
You then hurriedly eat the remnants of your toasts as you wash the mug you’ve used as you prepared yourself on your way to school and to fetch Jiwoo yet you calm yourself down, knowing that you shouldn’t rush things as there's still time for you to catch up.
Lay down on the couch as you browse the internet on your phone, a series of delighted emotions can be felt as it enlightens the mood of yours yet that dream of yours still rings your head—it almost feels like it’s tattooed. Not so long after it, you proceed to take a shower as you notice how time flies fast—only 40 minutes left until the both of you meet.
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Lock the doors—even double-checking them—as you nonchalantly walked your way onto Jiwoo’s home to fetch her. Now inches away from her doorstep, you ring the doorbell as the door opens quickly which earns a baffle from you. You are then greeted by a cheerful Jiwoo, her vibrant smile illuminating the dark side that you’re currently feeling which paints confusion on your face. Not so long after, she closed the door as she waved goodbye to her parents.
“Hey Oppa! Morning~”
“Why is she sounding like that? Sounding so coy? What’s with her? Hmmm…”
“Morning Jiwoo…”
“Hey, are you good, Oppa? You seem stressed or whatever…”
“Yeah, I’m good Jiwoo. It’s just maybe my mood swings…” you said an excuse just to play it off as Jiwoo seems convinced, earning a relief from yours.
“Oh okay, anyways, we’ll meet later huh? So we can review the lessons, okay Oppa?”
“Alright Jiwoo, whatever you say…”
The both of you then coursed your way onto your school as you feel revitalized as Jiwoo’s vibrant and contagious smile is the reason—you blame others on why she’s such a social butterfly and the bringer of good vibes.
The sun is already shining at the horizon, signaling that a new day will start as you’re unsure of what fate could bring you. There’s nothing new happening yet you’re still not ready on what could happen between the both of you, maybe the thought of you losing her yet all you need now is to focus on what’s about to come—your finals as it’s nearing with only 2 days to spare.
Will you be friends until you part ways or you will act up and share what you’re really feeling about her? You don’t know what to do and you’re just hoping for the best of both of your worlds. Hopefully…
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A/N 2: I know I said this will be only 3 parts yet we'll see... *smirks*
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Sunsets and secrets
LOONA Kim Lip x reader
One girl, one secret, one phrase
author’s note: I would like to thank all of my followers and the blogs who liked my previous stories. also, credits to my friend who helped me in some parts and pushed me to write this story. I TRIED to shorten this but still ended up having 6k words...i’m sorry
Part Two here
warnings: angst??? mention of anxiety
A new academic year has begun means your school will select in senior-level to participate in an exchange program in Korea for 3 months. They held this event every year, and this time they picked you.
Sincerely, it doesn't surprise you that they choose you. You are the best student at your level and also a citizen of Korea. However, it was your first trip to Korea that wasn’t for vacation. You look forward to returning to that country to visit your relatives who live there and to experience studying there. Your mother frequently provided suggestions and lists of things she hoped you would do while you were there.
This certain school is somehow you know. It is your parent's and your other relatives' alma mater
You anticipated that it would be difficult for you to make friends, yet it appears that everyone is more kind than you expected.
Sooyoung, mostly known as Yves, was the first one you met on this campus. She was the one who was tasked with keeping you company during your first week of classes. Because of her aura, you initially assumed she had an attitude and was mean, but it turns out that she is really silly, compassionate, and one of the group's mood setters.
It was lunchtime when the two of you met in the teacher's room. She thought that it was a good time for you to meet her circle of friends. You also got to know Haseul, Vivi, Jungeun, and her girlfriend Jiwoo there. They gave you a very warm welcome that you weren't expecting when you joined their group.
You discovered at that time that you are all classmates. Every time you have a vacant, they always end up showing you about the campus; if not, you all gather in the garden where they sit and they enlighten you with stories, typically about other students and teachers. Being around them is a lot of fun and entertaining.
After a month and a half of your stay in Korea, your teacher announced the upcoming midterms which will happen exactly 2 weeks from now. The six of you decided to hang out in your apartment before everyone went busy.
Have I told you that, Haseul and Vivi are the leading students in your batch, thus they're also part of the student government council? They always study and prepare earlier for any exams influencing the other three.
You are in your kitchen preparing some kimchi fried rice when you felt someone approaching you.
You didn't have to turn your head to know who is it. By the smell of her perfume, it is for sure her.
"It's almost finished, Kim," you said to her.
"Well, I was about to ask.." her tone was surprised. She placed her right elbow on your left shoulder and slightly leaned on it.
Not expecting to become this close with her, to be completely honest. She seemed all snobby when you first met her, but she soon developed a talkative side that you weren't expecting. Additionally, since the other two pairs were couples, You two eventually ended up together.
You and Jungeun get along despite having different personal preferences for various aspects. When the two of you had to decide on particular issues, she decides the majority of the time. You weren't sure why you so carelessly let her make those choices. Maybe it's because you like watching her smile when she won arguments between the two of you. Or perhaps you're starting to like her and only thinking about making her happy.
It was not hard for you to confirm that you are slowly falling for her. You have been honest and patient with yourself in your entire life. You experience both enthusiasm and comfort at the same moment as you acknowledge your feelings for her. Still, many things remain to be discovered. So, you should take your time to completely learn and discover the unique pieces that build her up as a whole.
Jungeun hears you mumble, "Say ahh," as you place the spoon with the right portion of the fried rice in front of her mouth after gently blowing it.
She took a bite of the dish and nodded, "Delicious. I should let the others know so we can have the table cleared." You agreed to her and turned off the stove.
To Jungeun, these humble acts of kindness matter a lot. Since you two became friends, you have been taking care of her, which she cherishes. Her heart is so filled with gratefulness.
You take enough bowls and plates for everyone from the cabinet while you wait for assistance, then you place them on the kitchen counter.
While Jungeun was in the kitchen, someone secretly observed you mischievously. She keeps silent as she watches the two of you, preparing to tease you later.
Your apartment's living room quickly fell into silence, save for the occasional sound of the spoon striking the ceramic. You're all concentrating on eating the food. It was quiet until Haseul asked, "It's Saturday tomorrow. What are your plans?"
Yves and Jiwoo, the couple, said they have a date because it is their anniversary. While Vivi makes plans with her Chinese pals, Haseul would attend a family reunion. You simply gave them a shrug as a sign that you were uncertain. While Jungeun just said, "Probably napping. This week drained my energy,"
Yves cheekily said, "How about you and y/n go out tomorrow." She suggested, and her girlfriend grinned and said, "She's right! Have a date too." Sooyoung and Jiwoo turned to face each other and gave each other a high-five. In comparison to their date, they appear more enthusiastic about their suggestion.
"I agree with them, how about Jungeun tour her around the city", said Vivi.
These recommendations force your blood to start rushing to your face. Even so, you didn't have high expectations because she had previously stated that she only wanted to spend the day in bed.
"Why don't you just date each other? You'll make a cute couple together." Haseul said out of nowhere.
You think that every minute their suggestions are getting out of hand.
Jungeun muttered, "Seul." she is currently quite shy. Even though she made an effort to conceal it, her face is flushed.
"LOL, looks like our Lippie hasn't moved on yet..." Jiwoo playfully rolled her eyes to Jungeun, "Oops, sorry." she said regretting that she brought up that topic.
Oh? She was in a relationship?
you murmured to your mind.
In any case, Jungeun's love life hasn't been a topic in recent weeks. They might be avoiding it because it's a sensitive subject to them.
"It's not that easy, Jiwoo, you know," Jungeun said with a hushed tone.
All of a sudden, the room was silent. Nobody is willing to talk.
Vivi asked to lighten the mood, "Are you guys finished eating?" Everyone nods as everyone assists Vivi in cleaning the table.
After some time, when you all decided to play some games you had, your apartment was once more filled with yells and laughs. Jiwoo and Yves are responsible for the noise that is possibly audible outside.
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You were awakened by your doorbell on Saturday morning. You checked the digital clock on your nightstand and saw it showed "11:15 am.".
While putting on your glasses and yawning, you headed to the door to check your morning's disturbance.
Opening your door, you immediately regret thinking of her as a disruption.
Jungeun is waiting patiently and waving at you, "Good Morning!"
You responded with a smile and added, "Good morning! You should come in. That looks heavy." as soon as you saw the bags she was carrying. You flung the door open and reached for the bags.
"Oh yeah, I got some food from our house. I informed my Mom that I'm visiting you today. Sorry, I think I made you woke up." She apologized, feeling bad for her unexpected visit.
"It's okay." laying the lunchbox on top of your coffee table in the living room and saying, "Have a seat, Do you want to watch Netflix? I'm just gonna take a quick shower." you get the remote control and turned the tv on.
Jungeun entered the living room and took a seat on the sofa. She said softly and grinned at you, "Take your time."
Not long after, you went out of your room in your baggy t-shirt and cotton shorts. Jungeun briefly glanced at you while seeking an interesting movie before returning her focus to the television.
"You should eat your brunch first before we watch some movies or drama."
Following her order, you sat beside her and opened the lunch boxes that Jungeun brought for you.
The food was neatly organized and very appetizing for you. It is also obvious from the smell that it is indeed delicious. There's even a bunch of side dishes that are authentically made. The meal has meats, veggies, and of course, rice. You assume that the food she gave you will last for three days.
"Omg, This looks amazing." you said, "Please tell Auntie Kim that I'm so grateful for this food. I appreciate you bringing this as well."
Jungeun informs you, "She said that you might be missing some authentic homemade foods so she packed you some when I told her that I'm going here." She is glad that you appreciate it so much.
To begin eating, you went to your kitchen to grab some utensils.
"Oh, and why did you come today, by the way? I thought you were too tired to leave your house."
Jungeun stopped browsing Netflix and her face starts to become red. She was baffled for a second, thinking of a great excuse to use.
"W-well, u-uhh...I-i got...I realized that I want to hang out, and you're the only one that is free so yeah." She nodded, trying to convince herself that it was a solid explanation.
She was relieved when you seem to buy her excuse. You hummed and just nodded too.
Jungeun noticed your glasses getting moist from the steam of the food she brought.
Cute
You keep eating until you are so full that you can’t breathe. After that, you immediately clean the table so that you two can watch a film or a drama. You exit the kitchen with sodas and chips for the two of you.
Jungeun slightly leaning on the arm of the couch saw you and suggested, "Is it okay if we watch some web drama?"
"Sure," you agreed softly before giving her some chips and placing the drinks on the table.
The two of you soon feel completely comfortable. Jungeun is curled up on the sofa, her head resting on your leg. However, because you just ate, you are unable to lie down.
When your back started to become tired of the position, you tried to recline on the other end of the sofa without bothering Jungeun. Naturally, this won't work, and when she realized this, she stood up from lying down and slightly leaned on your shoulder instead to share the blanket you had given her because she started to be cold.
You immediately felt the warmth of her body and blanket. Additionally the warmth she has given you in your heart.
It feels domestic.
You begin to believe that the universe is conspiring in your favor. This day is a special one, and no matter how it ends, you're very delighted.
The two of you were so engrossed in the drama's storyline that you were unaware of the passing of time. You learned that Jungeun is the type of girl that leaves side comments in almost every scene. She always has something to say, like she's also part of it.
Which you find so adorable.
You two decided to go for a stroll. No specific places to go.
The first stop was in the ice cream shop. Jungeun complained that she needs her daily sugar intake. Which caused you to respond, "But sugar is present in almost all food."
"You don't get it", she said, rolling her eyes at you. Which you replied with a chuckle.
Your mind began to wander off. For the past month with Jungeun, you felt a lot of things. You experienced being her seatmate, partner in crime, cafe buddy, and many more. Especially, on what it feels like to fall in love with her. She could be a great girlfriend.
Then, without realizing it, you began to picture her as your girlfriend. Creating all of these scenarios wherein you'll never star in.
You ask, "Should we watch the sunset?" since you're both headed to Hangang Park anyway. Sunset plus with Jungeun? It makes you feel the butterflies in your stomach
Jungeun nodded and slightly grinned, "U-uhh s-sure, I think it will be great."
Jungeun is honest enough to admit that she's not sure if she was okay with this.
The place will just remind her of memories from her past. She always went back there, only for her to end up going home with a heavy heart. But now that she has a companion, things might be different.
I'll be fine…I hope so
She thought to herself
You two continued to tease and argue with one another the entire time you were heading to the park. Both of you decided to sit on the grass, so you went out and purchased a mat to sit on and some food because she keeps complaining about being hungry.
The colors of the sky as the sun sets draw the attention of both you and Jungeun. Orange and slightly pink hues were beginning to fill the sky.
"So gorgeous." You have loved sunsets for as long as you can remember. You're not sure why, but it always makes you feel comfortable.
Its colors, which made the sky entrancing, change constantly.
Sunsets are like days every week; each one is special in and of itself.
On the other hand, there's Jungeun, lost in her thoughts. Someone who enjoys the opposite of sunsets comes to her mind. Despite leaving her broken, the person she misses dearly.
Her expressions were reflected in her eyes, which simply conveyed sadness.
You questioned Jungeun, "Heyy, are you alright?" but all she did was gaze at your worried expression.
"Can I tell you a secret?", She spoke abruptly before returning her attention to the sky.
You mumbled your response, "Uhmm sure."
"This park is our very special place." She opened up.
"with your ex?"
"Technically, she left before we became official so I don't know if it is counted as ex, but yeah..", "Sorry, I shouldn't saying and ranting this to you." She replied, unsure of if she will continue to let her feelings out.
Her tone of uncertainty caught your attention. "It's fine, Jungeun. I'm your friend you can vent out your emotions with me right now."
Setting your feelings aside. You are willing to spend some time with her to soothe her heartache and comfort her.
The most important matter for Jungeun right now is letting her emotions out. She needs a friend, and you are that friend. Jungeun doesn't need a response. She simply requires someone to listen.
She breathes heavily, "Well, I want to tell the others about what's going on in my mind and about what I feel, but doing so could make them dislike her even more, which I don't like because after all, she's still our friend. So, I just keep it to myself...", you nod as she speaks.
"Of course, it was difficult for us, especially me. She disappeared like a bubble. After that, I questioned myself if I did something that made her leave. I overthink so much. Thinking many possible causes of her disappearance."
Jungeun left a big sigh, "Two days before it, we were happy. We even had a sleepover at Vivi's place. Then, She suddenly stopped attending classes which made us worried. We tried everything to contact her but we can't. But like an idiot, I've continued to message her up till now. We even asked her parents also, and they said that Jinsol told them that they should not tell us and she'll be having some break."
"The most upset person was Yves. Despite her being her best buddy, she has no idea what the heck is going on. Since then, Jinsol became a sensitive topic to us."
"At that time, I don't know what to do. I was left broken. For me, she was my greatest love."
"The happiness that I experienced with her is very different. I began to wonder if I would ever feel the same level of happiness that I did while we were together if she didn't return. Because with her, I felt incredibly loved and secure. Will I ever meet someone who can give me those feelings?"
You absorb all of this info from her. The sadness and anxiety they felt are evident, especially to her.
By now, you are sure that Jungeun is really into her. And her feelings are strong enough to the point she's willing to wait for Jinsol's uncertain return. That she's ready to forgive her despite those heartbreaks.
"She's very lucky." Her stares landed on yours as you muttered those words.
Too lucky to have you.
"She'll come back, for sure.", you added.
It's her loss if she didn't.
"Perhaps she's having trouble figuring out some things on her own as well. Because sometimes, there are problems that only yourself can solve."
Jungeun deeply looked into your eyes, understanding your point, "I just really wish right now is for her to come back." She turned to look at the sky, which was getting dimmer by the second.
"Y/n, Thank you so much for listening. I needed that. It lightens the weight of my concerns." She smiled still looking at the sky, too shy to face you.
"You're always welcome, Jungeun. Everything will be fine." You said and gently tapped her back.
"You should share a secret too." She said playfully to you and giggled.
"Maybe, next time" you smirked.
The night had grown entirely dark, and the breeze had grown chilly. The two of you quickly decided to return home. You accompany Jungeun to the bus stop, where you wait until she got a ride.
It was a calm walk.
Everyone is silent, just taking in the chill breeze.
In retrospect, you can see that your day was an emotional rollercoaster. Another rush of experiences and perceptions.
From afar, you saw a bus approaching. Jungeun got up from sitting and then got ready for it.
Both of you take your goodbyes, "goodbye, Y/n. today was a special day." Jungeun said.
"Thank you also," you answer her with a soft smile, "Uhm by the way, can I ask you for a favor?" you asked.
"oh sure, what is it?" she replied waiting for your response.
"Please message me when she returns." This caught her off guard hence she nodded her head.
Before she got on the bus, you two waved and smiled at one another one last time.
//
Now that a new week has started, everyone is once busier. They are occupied finishing up their backlog and studying for their approaching midterms. Haseul and Vivi are very active on the student council. Since you are an exchange student, you have to do some other assignments from your additional courses. Even though it was simple, there are too many to complete in one sitting.You’ll also take the exams in a different room with a different schedule.
You six can hardly hang around together. Yves, Jiwoo, and Jungeun are left together when you and the other two are busy. Occasionally, it was you and Jungeun who were left when you cannot find the other couples.
After what happened in the park, you and Jungeun became closer than before. Sooyoung once saw you trying to tutor Jungeun in the library, but the latter fell asleep and you were busy staring at her, peacefully sleeping. She thinks that something is going on between the two of you. Well, it was just her assumption since she never asked.
Yves has been shipping the two of you since you and Jungeun became close last month. She keeps teasing both of you. Looking back on what she saw in the library, She thought that her ship is sailing.
Maybe, it is. Her ship is sailing but as a friend.
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You were attempting to go over all of the notes that were piled up on your study table on a Friday night. You think that time went fast these days. You had just completed and turned in most of your homework earlier that day. Reviewing all the subjects from the previous month and a half is now your responsibility.
Studying was never a problem for you because you enjoy learning new things. Every time you receive a high grade, you feel immensely satisfied.
You were too caught up in your studies that you forgot to check your phone making Jungeun's message left unread.
//
The next day, you woke up on your study table. You cannot remember when did you fall asleep and on what subject you stopped.
Leaning on the backrest of your chair, you felt the pain coming from the back of your neck and this made you hiss. You are sure you have stiffed neck from sleeping on your table.
Your phone vibrated indicating that someone is calling you.
The caller's id shows it was the head of the school.
"Good Morning, Ms. Jung. How may I help you today?" you politely said.
"Good Morning, Ms. Y/n. Can I meet you today at my office? I need to discuss some things regarding your program."
"Sure, Ms. What time should I go there?"
"Around 10 am, will do. Thank you."
"Noted. Thank you."
You wonder what she'll talk about with you later. Since you haven't encountered any problem there since your stay, you are unsure of what the issue will be.
Checking the time on your phone, it shows, "8:56 am"
After that, you checked your inbox and read it one by one.
The first and only caught your attention was Jungeun's message last night.
Despite being brief, it stayed in your head for hours.
She's back.
You tried to shake it off and lay at ease but it was harder than you thought.
Why am I feeling this way? I already know and accept that she'll never be mine. There is nothing to be disappointed in.
You drag yourself grumpily to the restroom. Furious that you're feeling that way. Even though you are still happy that she is back, you find yourself hating the thought of it.
Opening the hot shower to relax. You must proceed since you have a meeting with Ms. Jung.
You have known from the morning that today will be difficult, and after the meeting, that prediction comes true. The school's head of administration notifies you that the exchange program's duration will be shortened. You get a week of preparation before returning to your original school after taking all of the examinations and additional subjects.
Laying down on your bed while taking some soothing music. Your breathing is heavy and slow. You've been trying to use your phone less since morning. You felt like you're gonna pass out from all of the things you had today.
You can't even start studying, too distracted to absorb all the topics.
It's too draining.
Besides that, you are unsure of how to inform others of your departure. They might not comprehend also that she has returned right now. You don't know for sure, though if they are aware of this news.
You heard your doorbell ring in your apartment.
The intercom shows a girl in her jeans and cardigan in front of your doorway.
"What's up?", slightly confused about her sudden visit.
"Can I talk to you? Sorry if it was too late but...I want to talk to you." a hint of persistence is evident in her voice.
"Ohh okay, come in."
Yves went to your living room while you go to the kitchen to find something she can drink.
"Are there any drinks you'd want to have?" You questioned, wishing she wouldn't hear the fatigue in your voice.
"Do you have a beer?" You heard her faint response. Fortunately, you still have the two cans that were extra from the previous day.
While you opened your can, you handed her beer. "So, is there any problem?" You sat down on the sofa across from her and asked calmly.
She has no idea how to express what she wants to say, "Well, Uhhh... I simply want to know if you have heard the news of Jinsol."
You could tell she was worried by the way she spoke. You nod your head in response to her question.
"Have you admitted your feelings to Jungeun yet?" You were somewhat taken off guard by that, but you anticipated it.
You took a sip of your beer, "No, and I don't truly have a plan to."
After hearing your reply, Yves fixed his gaze on you. She attempts to read your facial expressions and feelings, but you are too composed to even say anything. "Why not? Even just a try?" she asked, shrugging, "...you know just to prevent future what-ifs."
"Well, right now my heart just wants to follow where my mind is free," you sigh as you shake your head.
"Why is that so?"
"From the beginning, I can feel how important she is to Jungeun. She always thinks about her and longs for her presence. Jinsoul reminds her of almost everything." You explain.
"But when the two of you are together, she appears to be having fun and looks to be enjoying herself." The latter tries to point out, "When she's with you, it seems like she's with Jinsol."
"She is just distracted, Yves. She might be having a good time with me but her feelings are not the same. There's no point in telling her about my feelings. It will just complicate a lot of things, to be honest. And I know that Jinsoul loves her just as much as she does."
"I'm opposed to that. She even ghosted and left Jungeun without saying anything."
"She has her reasons. I don't know exactly what are those, just trust her, please. Perhaps, she's still your friend. She needs that time to realize things on her own."
"How can you even say that? As far as I've known, you two haven't met yet."
"Jinsoul... She's my cousin," you chuckle a little and smiled bitterly
Yves's loud gasp broke her control. She gives you a bewildered look.
"To be completely honest, Jinsoul frequently likes to tell me about this girl that she finds very endearing. How much she loves her and wants to keep her safe."
You down your beer, "I hope I realized sooner that she was referring to Jungeun. She loves her to the point where she begins to doubt herself. Because Jinsol uses this nickname, I didn't realize it until Jiwoo called Jungeun by that name. I now understand how she felt when she fell in love with her."
When you thought back on how complicated this was, a small pang of sadness arose in your heart.
Yves was left lost in thought. She still finds it hard to believe what she just heard.
What a tiny world
she thought
"But why didn't you tell me that you are related?" She gave you a dissatisfied expression.
"After discovering about her relationship with you guys, I decided it wasn't nice to bring up.”, you tap her shoulder and stare into her eyes, "I am genuinely sorry about my decision that causes your disappointment."
She simply nods while averting your look. She finishes the last of the beer before getting up.
"Okay, I understand." She whispered.
Yves was ready to put her shoes on and walk up to your door, " I'm going now and I'm sorry for crashing this late."
"Sooyoung, I have to tell you something." You speak again causing her to pause and face you
"What?" she mumbled.
"I'm leaving Korea in two weeks." You said giving her a sad smile.
Sooyoung holds both of your shoulders slightly aggressively. "What?!"
Too many revelations in a day. "You're joking, right? you still have like a month.", she says as her head begins to ache and she questions whether she can handle further information
She finds it all difficult to believe. Not expecting you to go earlier than anticipated. You grew to care deeply for them, and vice versa. She is aware of how much they will miss having you there.
"The program's period has shortened due to some circumstances, please don't tell the others, yet" you explained briefly, tapping her hand.
Your heart aches just thinking of leaving them. Even though you have buddies back home, you became fond of them. Their bond was unique. It is a very special one.
"You should go now. The night is getting older," you said goodbye to her, she was brought back to reality by this to which she replied with just a nod.
After your conversation with Yves, you had some relief. That evening, you also begin to consider confessing to Jungeun.
Sooyoung has a point. I should confess. Last chance
Minutes of spacing out, your phone blinked, displaying a message from Yves informing you that she had reached her house safely.
Going through your contacts, you clicked Jungeun's and sent her a message.
Can we meet tomorrow?
After a couple of seconds, she replied.
Jungiiee sent you a message (10:15 pm)
Sure, Where are we going to meet?
You replied, "Hangang park, 5 pm."
That night, you slept shortly after. For someone who has gone through a lot that day, it is a much-needed rest.
//
The color of the sky begins to shift to one that is more serene. The colors pink, yellow, sky blue, and orange collide making the sky even more beautiful than it was. The tranquil hue of the sky reflects on the river, enhancing its beauty.
You were so preoccupied with the sky that you failed to even notice when she arrived.
"Did you wait too long?"
Your head immediately turns to the girl asking. "Hey, sorry. I didn't notice you sooner."
Jungeun laughs because it was obvious that you forgot about your surroundings for being engrossed with the sunset.
She has already seen you from a distance as you were busy grinning and taking in the mellow sky before she ever comes close to you.
Jungeun thought it was an adorable scene.
"It's fine. You look like a kid watching her favorite scene in a cartoon," she said trying to tease you.
You glare at her, "Between the two of us, you know that you are the kid here, Kim."
This statement made you earn a big slap on your arm. Which you just laugh out.
She rolled her eyes and sat beside you.
"Oh yeah, why do you want to meet with me today?" She asked curiously.
Your grin has slightly softened. This simple question made you silent for a moment.
"Wait..let me think." You put your hand on your chin pretending to think. She laughs at your antics thinking you're just being playful.
You chuckled when you notice that she bought your joke. However, the reality is that you don't know the answer.
Why? I'm not sure, though.
Perhaps I just want to be with you?
to spend some time alone with you before I go?
Before you return to her?
or perhaps because I want to confess?
These are the thoughts that are going through your head.
Jungeun then begins to look up at the sky, where the color is beginning to become saturated.
On the other hand, you're also just quietly taking in the breathtaking scenery. The main factor that made you feel sincere happiness while remaining in Korea for the last few weeks was the scenery that you are currently gazing at. She leads you to make choices you never imagined making, such as letting go of something you wish you would have. You grew more mentally and emotionally thanks to Jungeun.
"Can I tell you a secret?" you spoke abruptly not putting away your attention on her.
"Uhmm sure," she replied.
Deja vu
This already happened in the past.
Last week.
Saturday.
The only distinction between you and her is that you are in her position.
In anticipation of your secret, Jungeun gave you a quick look.
She turned to gaze back as you turned to face the sunset with a contented smile.
"The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?" You mumbled under your breath.
The latter simply nodded her head in agreement with your claim, and her only reply to you was, "Hmm."
Her response was too short to determine if she understood the phrase or not.
The silence was broken by Jungeun after a little while.
She gave you an impatient look, "You know, I'm still waiting for your secret."
She was still viewing the sunset as you laughed at her. You felt a little more at ease knowing she didn't understand.
I knew she wouldn't get it
"I already said it."
She said, feeling extremely lost, "But you just asked about how lovely the sunset is, which is not a secret, by the way."
Chuckling at her, you ask, "How about let's buy some food? I got hungry waiting for you." trying to annoy her.
"Well, I didn't know you were earlier than expected time. You didn't even bother messaging me, so it's not my fault." She said seriously which made you chuckle again.
The rest of your time in the park was spent having a very typical picnic. You both attempted to ride bikes and explore the park. She then took multiple pictures. Jungeun and you were also amused by the pets there. You two talked about a lot of random stuff and cherished each other's company.
Will she remember everything we did and the places we visited while I was here?
This might be your last quality time being alone together, so you savor this moment 'til it lasts.
You wish again that this day would not end.
When she received a message notification, the moonlight was already reflecting on the two of you.
Her face beams as she read the message, "Oh, it's Jinsol." she said.
"We should go home then." You smiled at her and offered to take her to the bust stop again.
What you hoped earlier was not fulfilled. Everything comes to an end.
Since the moment was too lovely to remember, you didn't even get a chance to inform her about your connection to Jinsol and your departure.
As you make your way back to your room, your thoughts begin to drift once more to all the alternatives.
What if I met her before Jinsol?
What if I am her?
Would Jungeun still love me the same way?
Would she wait for me as well?
You need someone's assistance to bring you back to reality because you are quite lost in thoughts.
You were alone once more on this chilly evening to cope with your agony.
You may have already believed that you were used to it, but deep down you know that what you are feeling is genuine.
So this is how saying goodbye to your first love feels like.
While on the bus, Jungeun seems bothered. There is something that makes her wander through her thoughts. As the bus goes down the highway, Jungeun talks to herself.
The sunset is beautiful, isn't it? wait I must have read it somewhere.
She tries to remember the meaning behind those words.
Suddenly, it's her stop. She walks down the street leading to her home. Still thinking about the phrase that you said.
“I can't think straight, I am not myself at this exact moment. I better be cleaning up and take some rest", she said whispered to herself.
After taking a warm bath, Jungeun jumps straight off her bed.
As she was browsing on her phone. You texted Jungeun. "Did you get home safely?".
The message appeared in her notifications tab. Jungeun was about to answer your message when she saw a video about phrases and the hidden meanings behind them.
" ‘The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?’ means I love you, but I am letting you go...."
She then realizes what you wanted to say to her. Staring at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, still processing what you said.
Instead of answering your message, she replied.
"Did you mean what you said? If so, why didn't you tell me much earlier?"
You immediately saw her reply, and there are many things that you want to say. But you decided not to express it.
"Things are much better this way. Furthermore, I am leaving in just two weeks. So you weren't able to see me for a while. No, this might be the last time that we can talk. Jinsol is back and I want you to be happy with her, Jungeun. That's all that matters"
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HII EVERYONE NEW SERIES INCOMING
LOONATHEHAREM
So it's been a few months since Unraveled Secrets Episode 2 came out, a lot of things happened in my life so Episode 3 was delayed.
But if my writing is on schedule, it will be released before May 2023.
I updated my masterlist, and I will start to organize all of the stories into a universe called LOONATHEHAREM, which means that all 12 members will be involved in future fics within the same universe!
So, if you have any suggestions or kinks you would like to see in the future, feel free to ask me everything!
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“Regret”
A.N: Thank you for reading this, thanks for the support given by my friends that helped me create this fic!
A.N. No.2: If you know the reference of this fic, you’re the best!
TW: Angst, Hurt, Hurt/Comfort
And if your broken heart’s heavy when you step on the scale,
You’ll be lighter than the air when they pull back the veil.
The thoughts lingers in your head, on and on. You can’t get rid of it, your pain has already begun to reach its peak, with nothing else to ease it.
How can you get rid of it?
Alcohol, smoking, thoughts of leaving this world be it’s too much for you. While the solution you can think of before is a quick getaway from it, it just won’t settle things, it can only worsen the pain and inflict it on another person.
“I don’t even have anyone that cares about me anymore” your brain tricks again.
You have someone, don’t you?
Well, let’s correct that.
You HAD someone.
It’s just that this “someone” is no longer with you.
The struggle you have to face, the pain you have to deal with, the despair you have to survive, all is stored inside your dying heart, facing nothing but looming darkness.
This person, the one that made you the way you are now, is no longer here. The sunshine that once melts your heart, the moon that once brightens your darkest thoughts, the planet that orbits you every day, 24/7.
You still remember her name, isn’t it?
As much as you try to forget about her, you just simply can’t.
Kim Jungeun.
Your everything.
The sudden remembrance gives you that pain again, the panic attack starts to occur, suddenly the world stops, leaving you alone.
Your heart starts to ache,
The tremor in your fingers begin to worsen,
The shortness of breath is leaving you tired,
You can’t think of anything.
“Relax…. take a deep breath”, you said to yourself, “leave those thoughts be, think of something beautiful”.
But that something beautiful, is Kim Jungeun herself. You can’t get rid of her, of course. She’s the one that encourages you to “live your best life, prove to everyone that you are not the person everyone thinks you are.”
You remember those kind words of encouragement, you remember it clearly, the day she decided to leave you alone in your own world.
You start to remember again.
That day, was the day your heart decided to leave your body and soul.
Your mind decided to abandon all hope.
Everything turns into a sinking ship.
I̴t̸’̶s̸ ̵o̷k̵a̴y̵…̴…
I̷͙͗t̷͙͋’̷̹̌s̴̫̉ ̶̲̓o̴͈͗k̴̺͐a̵̮͋ÿ̸̬́…̸̻͛
I̵̢̢̟̬͚̮̹̥̯͈͉̞͚̝͊̾̎́̔͆̂̓̽͘̕͜t̵̛͙̙̦̘̤̹͌̈́́̍̈́̀̀̓̀̒͑͜’̵̧̛̭̫̥̝̪̥͖̗͛͒̈̔͒͌̽͑͗̃͛́s̴͍̞͕̭̜̼͋͗̀̂̐͋͗̿̓̂̋ ̵̘̬̱͑͒̓͒̔̈́̂̾͒̾̊́͂̽͘͘o̶̧͇̻̺̮̙̹̬̹̭̠̿̾̒̐͊̓̚͜͜—̸̲̟̲̯͇̓
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Ņ̸̙̻̰̩̗̞̠̹̭̣̈́ͅͅƠ̷̮̰̘̪̺̩̩͕̗͚̪̽̇̋͋̌͂̈́̽̚͜͜͝͝T̴̞͓͊H̴̡̥͚̊͋͌̉̽͘͜Į̸̦̱̦̔̍͘͜͠Ṅ̷̦͉͈̰͚͈͈͒G̷̡̫̗̘̰̔̓ ̷̧̹̦͚̻̠̫̣̽͂̇̎̎͛̍́͊̄̏̚I̴̥̣̣̜͉͌̏̀͐͗̔̇͆̅͆̆̍͘͝ͅS̵̯͓͎͙͔̝͓̎͛̐̐̽̌͑͌̿́̕͠ ̴̦̱̥̱̼̩͂̅͊O̴̢͓̯͔͔͍͐̀̀̾̏̑͜K̵̛̛͈̆̈́́̌̊̐̚͠ͅĄ̵̫̃̏̉̄̔̔̒̔̒̽͝͝͠Ÿ̴̬̝͚̫͇͎́
The scream in your heart constantly repeating “I WANT THIS TO END” over and over, but you deny it, you don’t want to let it consumes you, although it has chipped your mind bit by bit, pieces by pieces. You know there’s nothing else you can do about it, except for accepting the tragedy as a “moments in life”.
But you can’t.
You still can’t accept it.
“Hey, everything’s going to be okay, alright? I believe that you are capable of facing this, it’s part of life, after all”, her words echoed, it has no volume, yet it sounds very loud that it may as well numb your ears, deafening everything this world has to offer. “How can I get past this, Jungeun? I can’t, I just can’t…” your heart rejects the darkened reality, blinded by the sadness that you have stored inside. “I wish I can… I wish I can join you there, we could be ha –” before your heart finishes its thoughts, you cut it with your own mind, rejecting it. Jungeun would’ve cried seeing you like this, and you know it, and so you decided to bury those thoughts deep, six feet under.
Literally.
And so those thoughts begin to fade away, the pain stopped, the tears dried out, and the heart stopped screaming. Instead, you’re being shown something, a vision? a dream? “What is this?”, you ask yourself. And as the vision reveals itself, you realized that Jungeun is still there, still smiling, still living her best life. You began to wonder, what is really going on? Where are you?
“Oh….”, your head starts to clear bit by bit.
“That’s right…”, you start to realize.
Your body starts to feel calm, the weight that rests heavily on both of your shoulders lifted itself, the pain that you always feel, fading away…
“I know where I am now….” The thoughts getting clearer.
Thanks for everything, Jungeun.
Thanks for letting me see the world from a new perspective.
Thanks for making me realize that there is happiness somewhere.
I can see it now…
And the tears in your eyes, finally gone, decided to open both of your eyes.
I’m in purgatory, after all.
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4 anos de Loonamoon, e-book de aniversário e individuais
Nesta exata data, o Loonamoon está completando 4 anos de existência. Mas o que exatamente isso significa, além de claro, ser apenas mais um ano no calendário? O Loonamoon passou por diversas fases que fazia qualquer um que tenha projeto, ficar mais desmotivado do que nunca. Desde a falta de demanda, a onda de projetos morrendo e a nossa plataforma principal de postagem que pouco ajuda em questão de dinâmica.
Passamos por altos e baixos (mais altos do que baixos), mas nem isso nos abalou, continuamos aqui. Sim, depois de 4 anos, a gente ainda tá aqui. Pode até ser orgulho da nossa parte, mas a verdade é que a administração do Loonamoon ama ele demais para deixar ele ir agora, ou mais tarde, entenda-se como quiser. Então, se depender de nós, vai durar por muito tempo, enquanto houver pessoas na staff, ele irá existir. O Loonamoon só vai acabar quando ninguém mais se importar com ele.
Normalmente ficamos emocionais nesta data do ano, mas é muito fácil ficar assim dado que, tudo que nós construímos e conquistamos foi com o nosso próprio esforço. A categoria do Loona é praticamente morta, há algumas pessoas que ainda alimentam ela, mas nós estamos sempre lá desde muito antes do grupo debutar oficialmente, postando para quem quiser ler e se houver alguém para ler. E quando não tem alguém de fora lendo, de dentro tem eu, tem a Vic, tem o beta. Nenhum trabalho é desperdiçado. O Loonamoon ama cada coisa que já foi postada, nada nunca foi apagado, nada nunca foi deixado de postar, porque cada trabalho é importante, cada trabalho teve um tempo de vida gasto e nós jamais iríamos querer que seja um tempo perdido.
Levando isso em consideração, é por conta disso que nós admiramos cada um que está na staff, vocês simplesmente não precisavam estar fazendo o que fazem, mas sempre tão lá pela gente, adotando as nossas ideias e fazendo elas acontecerem. Seja na parte da escrita, de correção ou de capas, cada um desempenha o papel que foi proposto maravilhosamente bem.
Estar em um projeto ativo hoje em dia é praticamente uma conquista, não há muitos por aí atualmente, mas o Loonamoon está aqui, para mostrar que nada feito nesses quatro anos foi em vão. Não é a falta de dinâmica dentro de uma plataforma que vai acabar com ele, vai ser a falta de interesse que irá ocorrer no futuro. Enquanto isso não acontece, a nossa staff vai ser receber o nosso famoso e-bookversário, feito todos os anos, com a construção do universo do Loonamoon.
E como no ano passado, fanfics que alcançaram um mínimo de palavras também vão ganhar e-book, só que, um individual, diagramado, personalizado e com um projeto gráfico único feito pela administração do Loonamoon. Os e-books individuais irão ser postados e divulgados no sábado que vem (4). As fanfics que vão ter e-book são:
A Lei Lírica das Luas (themandragora)
A conexão inusitada de uma viagem no tempo (itscupcake)
Revolt (newfront)
Felicidade suficiente ou insuficiente (thewizarrding)
A biblioteca de Erastóstenes (shibuya)
Loira lunar (soulie)
O minuto que antecede o fim (desfleurskan)
Don't pull at my heartstrings (aestuantic)
Dois amores em um só tom (after-thought)
Adorada bruxa que nunca será minha (fixchuu)
Os segredos ficam fora do campo (after-thought)
Dona dos meus pesadelos (pinklitz)
DISCLAIMER: Lembrando que todo este trabalho é amador, nós não trabalhamos com isso, é tudo feito de graça, sem fins lucrativos e de fã para fã, apenas para agradecer por tudo que fizeram pela gente durante todo o ano.
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[9:43 pm] haseul had been sitting in front of her desk for 7 hours at this point. a neck pillow clung onto her neck and her bottom had begun to hurt from the uncomfortable chair. you placed a cup of water next to her books. “maybe you should rest for the night,” you said while standing by her right shoulder. she picked up the glass of water and chugged it down; afterwards, she shook her head. “i need this done now.” she was stubborn and a workaholic—if she didn’t have you around she’d probably be constantly passing out of exhaustion. haseul’s laptop flashed its final pop up and turned off. she let out a sigh, “i don’t remember where i left my laptop charger.” she slumped deeper into the chair but you quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her up. haseul’s body lightly bumped against yours. “we can look for it in the morning, okay? let’s get some rest for now,” you kiss the top of her head. reluctantly, she shuffled away from her desk area and towards your bed.
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hey guys
i don't know if there's someone who's not aware of this yet, but there's a petition we should sign to help loona's contract termination case.
i highly suggest you to click on this link, that'll take you to a twitter post explaining in great details what to do:
if you can, please sign it (you need to print the document, compile it manually and then send a pic or a scan of it).
it would really help loona guys, please.
also if you can, get other people to sign it. ♡
#loona#loona edit#loona reactions#loona icons#loona fanart#loona fic#loona imagines#loona soft hours#loona scenarios
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Two Worlds. - Yves
A fun idea Ghost and I came together about.
“Have you heard the new Loona comeback?”
“Heard? I attended a fan meeting! They were so cool!”
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Amongst the excited chatters of the relatively small café, there is only one person who feels exactly the opposite from everyone.
That’s you, of course.
“Great, another wave of brain-dead fans spamming ‘Stan Loona’ to almost every account on social media.” You groan lightly, sipping on your coffee.
As if to mock you further, Loona’s latest comeback, ‘So What’ start playing on the speaker, to the excitement of everyone, and the disappointment of you.
Exasperated, you put in your earbuds to play your own favorite music than to listen to another single second of that god forsaken song.
Even with the music blasting in your earbuds, you can still hear the loud noises of the fans singing along with the song or doing fan chants, the combined voice of everyone overtaking the music in your earbuds. Fucking hell.
Before you manage to turn the volume to maximum, however, you feel a hand on shoulder, prompting you to look up and see your friend, the only reason why you’re sitting at this café instead of your usual place.
“Looks like you aren’t enjoying the atmosphere, huh?” She snickers at you, sitting down opposite you, as you are taking your earbuds off.
“Gee, I wonder why.” you roll your eyes at her, earning a small giggle from her.
“Come on, relax a bit, it’s just music you know.” Your friend snickers at you. “Yeah, but I don’t go onto every social media pages just to spam ‘Stan Loona’, Sooyoung.” You let out a groan. “Seriously, the fans need to chill a bit.”
“I take it that you still haven’t checked out the new song?” Your friend, Ha Sooyoung asks casually, ordering a cup of coffee from the waitress.
“Well, you already know how I feel about Loona.” You shrug, taking another sip of your coffee. “I-” Before you start your usual rant about Loona, Sooyoung interrupts your words.
“Yeah, yeah, you don’t hate the girls, but it’s the fans overhyping them, and your friends are those type of fans as well, so you purposefully avoid Loona, just to spite the fans, your friends included, correct?” Sooyoung rolls her eyes, even with her mask and hat on, you can see the annoyed expression on her face.
“Exactly, you know me so well, Sooyoung-ah~” You chuckle, teasing her a bit with a wink. “Please, how many times do you think I’ve heard you said that?” Sooyoung receives her order, only to pull her mask down to take a small sip before pulling her mask up again, acting very suspicious.
“You know, what’s with that getup?” You eye her curiously. “What do you mean?”
“Well, the bucket hat and the surgical mask, not mentioning those spectacles as well, it’s like you don’t want anyone to see you.” You squint your eyes, looking at her in contemplation, to which Sooyoung just groans in annoyance “I was busy, so I didn’t do my makeup, ok?”
“Well, in my opinion, you look good even without makeup, so be more confident, ok?” You offer her a small smile, causing her to blush slightly underneath her mask.
“Bah! You and your silver tongue!” Sooyoung turns away, her eyes looking at the people who is singing yet another Loona song on the speaker, her gaze softens slightly, to your utter confusion. But then again, you aren’t really curious about anything Loona-related.
So, in an effort to change the topic of conversation, you look at your friend’s appearance, before noticing something new.
“Did you cut your hair?” You ask, causing her to look back at you “Hmm?”
“Your hair.” You gesture towards her hair “You cut it?”
“Ah! Yeah, I did, I figured I want to renew my image.” Her eyes crinkles into a smile, starting to make a few poses to show off her hair. “How does it look? Good?”
You roll your eyes playfully “Duh, you always look good.” Sooyoung smiles back at him, although her mask is still on, you can somehow see the beautiful smile underneath it.
Without realizing, you chat with Sooyoung for a long while. Despite Loona’s songs blasting, along with the boisterous fans screaming their lungs out with the song. You surprising don’t mind them, too engrossed in your conversation with Sooyoung to care about your ‘hate’ for Loona.
If only you can meet her more frequently.
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“Hmm, she is quite late….” You mutter to yourself, eyeing your watch for the 5th time today.
To say that you’re excited is an understatement, because today is quite special, for you at least.
You get to see Sooyoung again!
Given, it’s not like you don’t meet her often, but with how hectic your schedule is, with both college and your internship, and Sooyoung’s schedule, both of you rarely get to meet each other, often going for months between meetups.
Besides that, this is also their first meetup after her-
Before you continue your line of thought, your vision is suddenly covered by something soft and delicate as you hear a very familiar voice behind you.
“Guess who?~”
Chuckling softly, you reach for her hands, pulling them down gently while looking up at your girlfriend, Sooyoung, smiling down at you. “Hey Sooyoung” Unbeknownst to you, your lips automatically curl up into a smile at the sight of her, as she does the same to you with her bright smile.
“Hey honey~” Sooyoung takes a seat next to you on the bench, one of the usual spots for your meetups, seclude and quiet, just like how Sooyoung likes.
“This is the first time we’re meeting as a couple and you’re already calling me ‘honey’?” You raise an eyebrow at her, your tone full of teasing. “Oh, don’t act like you don’t like, Mr. Dense.” Sooyoung rolls her eyes playfully.
“Ouch, guilty as charged” You scratch your head sheepishly.
You really have nothing to say, given the fact that it took Sooyoung to kiss you for you to realize that she wasn’t just being nice to you for the past year, that she wanted something more, and that you were too oblivious to your own feelings to recognize that.
Suddenly, the atmosphere turn quiet as Sooyoung leans her head against your shoulder, her hand intertwined with yours as both of you sit in somewhat comfortable silence, just enjoying each other’s presences.
It’s rare how quiet Sooyoung is today, because for as long as you know her, she has been always full of energy, whether it was talking, or teasing you, or playing games. You can always feel her abundance of energy.
It’s like you’re seeing a whole new side of her today. But you like it. Well, to be more precise, you like her.
“Tired?” As much as you want to enjoy the silence, you can’t help but ask about her schedule, being worried that she may be overworking yourself.
“Mhmm…” You feel a nod on your shoulder and a hum instead of a verbal answer, but it’s enough for you.
“So, what do you want to do today? You did say you want to do something fun for our first official date.”
“Let’s just, stay here for the time being. I like it here, especially with you.” Her words cause you to lose control of your expression, and blush furiously, earning a giggle from her. “Cute” She leans up for a quick peck on your cheek, before resuming her previous position, this time both of her hands playing with yours.
After a few minutes of silence, you remember something that she told you to do a few days ago.
“I listened to the song.” You say suddenly, to the confusion of Sooyoung. “‘Not Friends’. The song that you recommended. I listened to it.” Let it be known that in all the times you know her, you’ve never seen her brighten up instantly like today.
“Finally! I specifically chose that song because I know you would like it.” She smiles proudly, her cheeks puffing up in a cute manner, causing an urge in you to pinch them.
“I only listened to it because of you. You know I avoid Loona-”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But do you like it?” She cuts you off, staring you at you expectantly.
It doesn’t take you long to break under her gaze. “I like it, it’s very catchy.” Looking at her expression, you can see… Disappointment?
“What, that’s it?” She asks you, seemingly in disbelief. “What, I just listen to the song like you said, and I like it, isn’t that what you want?” You are confused at her reaction.
“What about the singers? What do you think about their voices?” Sooyoung decides to promote you for an answer. “Well, their voices are very nice, and one of them has a similar voice to you, so I like it?” To you utter confusion, you watch as Sooyoung grows more disappointed.
“Did you watch the video I sent?” She asks you in a serious tone with a glare, causing you to tremble slightly. “N-no, I didn’t have to the time to check it, so I just listened to it on Spotify while I work…”
Sooyoung lets out a sigh and shakes her head in an exaggerated manner, seemingly very disappointed. “I suppose I expected too much out of you.”
“… I’m sorry?” Is the only thing you can say, not even know why she is so upset.
“You’re lucky that I like you, and I’m very tired today, so we are heading back to your place, and we’re going to cuddle the whole day, got it?” She glares at you, seemingly not taking ‘no’ for an answer.
Despite being taken by surprise by her very much weird demand, who in their right mind refuse a cuddle session?
“Ok, let’s make a detour to the convenient store for some snacks, then we’re going to watch some Netflix while cuddling?” You know her too well at this point, that you can guess what she wants, and thank God you are correct, as her expression brightens up significantly.
“Now that’s more like it~” She giggles, grabbing your arm “Let’s go! There’s a new series on Netflix that I want to check out today!” and she pulls you off towards your apartment.
Later….
“It’s too bad that he hasn’t figured it out yet, I really wanted to see his reaction…” Sooyoung mumbles to herself.
“Hmm? You were saying something?”
“No, nothing at all.” She smiles softly before leaning against you, the both of you comfy on your couch as you start the Netflix show, knowing that inevitably it’s going to end with the both of you asleep at the halfway mark.
But you don’t really care about it, you only care about spending time with her.
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“Oh my god Hyeju please you can step on me aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”
“Please, for the love of God, shut the fuck up Zach, you’re giving me a headache here.”
Lunchtime, and currently you are sitting with your friends at the cafeteria, wanting to enjoy a rare breaktime that all of you share in your hectic schedules. However, a certain someone must spoil the peace and tranquility with his severe fanatic simping for someone.
One of your friends, Zack, is currently hyperventilating while holding his phone, watching some Loona performances on the phone that you can’t even care about.
“Bro, if you’re not going to eat your food, I will.” Your friend Kaylen who is sitting next to you points his chopsticks towards to Zack’s lunch, threatening him.
“Ok, ok, sheesh, don’t act you guys don’t fanboy them as well, except you of course, you Loona hater.” Zack reluctantly pipes down, not before poking you with a comment, clearly meant to tease you. However, you’re not one to take this lying down.
“Well at least I don’t annoy other people by constantly tell them to listen to Loona. I don’t go up to every comment section of every social media page available to spam ‘stan Loona’. And I especially don’t claim people that don’t even know I exist as ‘my wife’.”
Grasping the chance, you unleash a triple combo attack at Zack, shutting him up completely. However, your other 2 friends were also attacked by that last statement.
“Goddamn it Zack, why did you have to trigger him, now all 3 of us are attacked.” Mike, who is sitting opposite of you, grumbles, hitting Zack on the shoulder.
“How would I know he would retaliate like that?” Zack tries to defend himself. “Zack your dumbass, we’ve been friends with him for so long and you can still say that?” Kaylen lets out a sigh.
However, you’re not done yet.
“I still hate ‘So What’ and ‘Why Not’.” You decide add salt to injury, knowing all three of them used to dislike those songs, but warm up to it.
“IT’S AN ACQUIRED TASTE!” As expected, the other 3 glare at you instantly, though you don’t really give a damn about that, continuing with your lunch instead.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say.” You snicker, looking at your friends, lowkey satisfied that you manage to trigger them again.
“Ugh, it’s been a long time since they debut already, why don’t you give them a try?” Zack is still trying to rope you into being an Orbit. “Yeah, I did, and I hate the song.” You refer to the two songs that you mentioned previously.
“Dude, just give up already. The more you try, the more this guy resist.” Mike pats Zack on the shoulder, maybe a bit too harshly.
“Ow-, fine” Zack finally shuts up and eats his lunch, leaving the 4 of you eating in comfortable silence.
However, knowing your friends, silence can never last too long when you’re with them.
Soon enough, all 3 of them are watching the Loona performances that Zack was watching halfway through beforehand. Each of them silently fanboying to their idols.
Rolling your eyes, you decide not to trigger them for now, letting them enjoy their ‘simping’ time.
As you take out your earbuds, intending on enjoying your music, you accidentally catch glimpses of the video playing on Kaylen’s phone, and you freeze suddenly. Kaylen of course notices your weird gesture pretty quickly. “What’s wrong?” he looks at you weirdly.
“What are you watching?” You manage to find your voice despite the surprise, pointing at Kaylen’s phone. “Oh, It’s Loona’s Butterfly performance on Queendom 2, Why?” Kaylen raises an eyebrow at your question.
“Nothing, nothing, don’t mind me” You say quickly, causing Kaylen to give you a weird glance before resuming focus on his phone.
You, however, immediately search up the video, and watch it. Since you don’t know which part it was that you saw, you let the video play naturally.
Fortunate for you, you don’t have to watch for long to confirm your suspicion. One and a half minute into the video, and you see the face of your dear girlfriend, Ha Sooyoung, as one of the idols performing in the video.
“Holy shit!” unable to contain yourself, you exclaim loudly, garnering the attention of all your friends. “The hell? What’s gotten into you?” Kaylen exclaims, peering into the screen before letting out a huge “OHHHH” with a sly grin on his face.
“Mike, this guy is captured by Yves” Kaylen turns to Mike, and with a brief sentence, everyone at the table understands (or rather, misunderstand) the situation entirely.
“Really? This guy is fancying my wife?” Mike is rather surprised. “Although we are finally to pull him down the rabbit hole, I’m not sharing my wife with anyone.”
Hearing Mike say that you look down at the screen, then up at Mike. “Who are you calling ‘your wife’?” You ask, trying your best to suppress the spark of jealous that growing in your chest.
Oblivious to your feelings, Mike nonchalantly points to your phone screen. “Her, Yves, or rather, Ha Sooyoung, love of my life.”
Let it be known that you’ve rarely felt jealous about anything in your entire life. Nonetheless, seeing your friend professing his love towards your girlfriend with such love stricken eyes make you suddenly want to punch Mike. In the face.
It takes you a few deep breaths in order to suppress this stupid jealousy feeling in his heart. It’s so stupid, Mike doesn’t even know who’s your girlfriend, he’s just simping his idol. Stop being jealous.
Despite telling yourself that repeatedly in your head, you still find it hard to cool your head. “I’m heading to the restroom.” You abruptly stand up with your phone and bag, heading out of the cafeteria. Your mind filtering out any kind of sounds right now besides your own thoughts.
Zack was in the middle of his passionate speech about why you should stan Loona when you abruptly stand up and leave, causing him to stop midway. “Why is he leaving?” He scratches his head, confused at your action. Mike and Kaylen only roll their eyes at him.
At the restroom, you splash your face with cold water a few times until you regain your composure again. Afterwards, you just stand there, leaning against the sink, looking into your reflection in the mirror, your mind sorting through all the clues that you obliviously missed throughout your time with Sooyoung.
Her various combinations of masks, hats and shades to hide her face. Her favorite spots being secluded places like that small café and the small park to avoid her fans. Her hair constantly changing, from long to short, from black to brown and now, pink due to the comebacks. Her hectic schedule, of course being training and promotions and such. Her bruises, aches, and general exhaustion as well, thanks to the training for the performances in Queendom.
All the signs were there, yet you were too dense, too stubborn to figure it out. All because of your petty grudge.
“Aish, Sooyoung is right, I really am dense….” You let out a groan, leaning your forehead against the mirror.
Though, you can’t help but chuckle at the ridiculousness at it all. You, who vehemently avoid any and all Loona related contents, is currently dating one of its members.
Taking one last deep breath, you pull out your phone to dial a number. Her number to be exact.
The phone ring exactly one time before the call is connected, and you hear her voice on the other side.
“Hey honey~”
Only after hearing her voice that you realize you don’t know what to say about what you just discovered. You can only let out a small chuckle “I’m such a dense idiot, aren’t I?”
Soon enough, you hear her giggle on the other side of the line.
“Of course, you are, but you’re my dense idiot, and only I am allowed to say that to you!” You can’t help but smile softly, your mind already imagining her puffed up cheeks while saying that.
“Is anyone bullying you?! Just tell me, I’ll protect you!”
Biting your inner cheek, you feel like this need to be a proper conversation instead of a phone call, face to face, so you ask her out for a date instead.
“Actually, I want to meet you, when are you free?”
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“Ok, ok, I get it honey, I was blinded back then, you don’t need to bring it up again.” You let out a sigh as all of a sudden, your girlfriend starts to reminisce about their past, more specifically, your dark past. And she is determined to make sure to remind you of it.
“Nah, I’ll never let you live it down as long as you’re alive~” Giggling, Sooyoung nuzzles her cheek against your chest as the both of you are laying down on the couch in your apartment, getting some much respite amidst the turmoil that is the bullshit stuffs BBC is putting Loona through.
“I still can’t believe it took you a whole year to figure out that I’m a part of Loona though” Sooyoung snickers. “And you even dared to say in front of my face that you dislike Loona. How ironic it is that you fell in love with me~” Sooyoung continues with the assault, not leaving you any leeway at all.
Knowing that Sooyoung has been very tensed for the past days, you decide to let her win this one, not saying anything else. Nonetheless, being quiet doesn’t mean you’re not doing anything, as your hands found their way around her back, gently circling around her back, earning a soft moan from her.
Thing stay quiet for a while, with just you and her, enjoying your quiet time together, in the confine if your apartment, well, with how much Sooyoung stay over ever since the whole shitstorm with BBC start, it’s more like your shared apartment with her.
“Honey, how long have we been together?” Sooyoung asks softly, looking up to you.
“Hmm, 2 years. Why?” you look down at her, raising an eyebrow.
Sooyoung just shakes her head, smiling softly. “Only 2 years? It feels like a lifetime already.”
“Well, we’ve been through quite a lot together, you know.” You can’t help but return that smile as well. Sooyoung then moves up a bit, until her face is hovering right above yours, with her nose barely touching the tip of yours.
Without saying anything, she just stares at you, her eyes seem to be searching something, as you can feel her gaze scanning every inch of your face.
“What are you doing?” “Admiring my handsome man~” Sooyoung wastes no time flirting with you, and she never fails to turn your face into a tomato. “Shut up.” You groan, avoiding her eyes in order to save what’s left of your pride and dignity. Heh, as if you have any from the start.
“Hey” Sooyoung whispers, pulling your attention back to her. You gaze back at her beautiful, near flawless face, your eyes locking sight with hers as the both of you momentarily forget what to say, both are just too enamored in each other’s presences right now. You seem to lose control of your body, as your hand almost automatically reaches up to her face, cupping her face gently with your thumb slowly stroking her cheek, and you can see and feel Sooyoung leans her head more into your touch, nuzzling against the palm of your hand like it’s the most natural thing ever for her.
“Hey” You respond back to her, despite it being a late response.
Looking at her expression, you can tell that there are million thoughts in her head right now, with her trying her best to sort her thoughts and trying to find her words. You patiently wait for her.
Eventually, she settles for something simple, yet incredibly meaningful.
“I love you.” She smiles softly, her lips curl up gently along with the crinkle of her eyes, her cheek exposing just a hint of a dimple, looking absolutely adorable right now. It was because of this smile of hers that pulled you down the rabbit hole that was “Ha Sooyoung”. But honestly? You never regretted it, not for a second, because….
“I love you too” You respond to her, your thumb moving across her cheek with slow and tender strokes. “Always have been, and always will be.”
Sooyoung giggles softly, her cheek blushing quite a bit. “You and your silver tongue.”
“Said you, Ms. Yves who flirts with girls she met.” You let out a chuckle. “Honestly, if I’m not already with you, I would have thought that you have like, a harem of your own.”
Sooyoung then leans down for a soft kiss, her body onto of yours as you feel her arms wrapping around your neck, your hands unconsciously holding her waist like it’s second nature for you.
“I don’t need a harem. I just need you.” Her head then buries into the crook of your neck, nuzzling further against you.
“I know honey, I know.”
Once again, silence fills the apartment, with the only audible sound being your rhythmic breathing.
And once again, it is Sooyoung who disrupts the silence. But this time with a loud yawn,
“Have anyone ever told you, your heartbeat is very soothing?” You manage to catch some of her words, before feeling her body loosening against you.
“This girl….” You can’t help but chuckle fondly, before leaning down and place a kiss on top of her head. “Get some rest, my love.”
It doesn’t take long for you to feel sleepy as well, with you being equally tired as her from all the recent lawsuits. But now isn’t the time to think about that. Now is the time to rest, and you intend to get a good night sleep, with your loved one by your side.
“Heh, I guess in the end I couldn’t avoid Loona for long.” You chuckle softly to yourself before joining Sooyoung in the dreamland shortly afterwards.
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Here's a teaser for a late New Years fic, since I still have to make a banner and/or edit of I can be bothered.
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Attention
Thank you to @coldfanbou for the feedback and advices
This was an ask that was sent to @coldfanbou from an anonymous but I thought that I could do that ask and now here's a fluff for you all....hehe
After the successful World Tour of LOONA in North America and in Europe, you, all of the staff and the girls are all exhausted and tired from the tour
From the hotel room, you grab your backpack and went to the main lobby of the hotel to wait for the girls until they came out the elevator.
As you see Yves come out of the elevator, you hurriedly went and fetch her suitcase "Thank you" Yves said smiling.
"Just doing my job, Sooyoung-ah" you replied.
"Well, if that is your job, take my suitcase too!" Yeojin said trailing behind you.
"Yeah sure, let me handle that" you went to reach for the handle but Haseul blocked your hand from grabbing the handle.
"No, Oppa, let her drag her own suitcase" Haseul said with great diction staring at Yeojin.
"No, Haseul, taking care you guys are my job" you said.
Yeojin's face dropped into a frown, she did look really sad. You quickly grab Yeojin's suitcase.
"But—" Haseul was about to say something.
"If you say so..." Haseul smiles at you, "I might fall for you, Oppa" you smile back.
You looked behind you and saw Gowon, she was walking behind Haseul and Yeojin looking super sleepy "Still sleepy, Gowon?" you asked, she nodded.
You looked behind and saw Olivia Hye can be seen walking out the elevator, you slowed down your walk to match up her pace and walked next to her "You still sleepy from last night, Hyeju?" you asked her, she looks up at you "I'm fine, Oppa. I'll sleep in the plane later" she smiled. You remembered that you two kissed last night because after the tour, the whole crew and the girls came together to celebrate the completion of the world tour but Hyeju might not remember doing it because she was drunk when she kissed you.
You walk with her until you reached the waiting van "Go in, Hyeju. I'll put your suitcase in the back" you said.
"I think Gowon Unnie should go in first, she's asleep while standing" Olivia Hye points behind me, I looked behind me and saw Gowon almost falling backwards because she was sleeping while standing. You grabbed her and shook her up "Gowon-ah, go in now so you can sleep in the van a little" you said.
"Okay..." she nodded and sit on the seat next to the door.
Yves, Yeojin, and Haseul went inside the van first. You noticed that Gowon can't sleep because the door was still open since she was last to get inside and sat on the seat next to the door "Sooyoung-ah, can you switch seats with Gowon? She needs sleep right now" you told Yves.
"Oh, okay" Yves said as they switch seats.
"Thank you, Oppa" Gowon tiredly said as she caressed your arm before closing her eyes and going to sleep.
You bowed before saying goodbye "Bye guys" you said before closing the door. You didn't hesitate on wasting time as the van drove away, you were already walking back to the lobby with Olivia Hye where you found Jinsoul and Kim Lip sitting on the lobby sofas.
"Oppa, when is the next van coming?" Jinsoul stood up and asked.
"About a minute or two, Daeyong said he's on the way. He said there was traffic, that's why he's taking so long" you said.
"Aish, I shouldn't have drank so many beers last night! I'm so sleepy still!" Kim Lip yawned.
Looking at sleepy Kim Lip yawn made you yawn a bit and then took a neck pillow from inside your bag "Here" you passed it to Kim Lip.
"W-what's this for?" flustered, Kim Lip accepted the neck pillow and put it on.
"For you to take a nap, don't worry I'll wake you up when the next van arrives" you said
"Thanks" Kim Lip replied.
"Do you need something Jinsol?" you were confused because why is she staring at you and grinning.
"You like Kim Lip, right?" she asked straightforwardly
"What do you mean?" you were flustered by the direct question
"I mean, you take care of all of us but why does she always get a special service from you? "For you to take a nap, don't worry I'll wake you up when the next van arrives~" Isn't it obvious that you like her?" Jinsoul does make a point but you didn't have romantic feelings for Kim Lip, it's just a fatherly love, you felt like you need to take care of her ever since the Chicago incident.
"No, I don't like her like that. I'm your freaking manager Jinsol, I won't fall or be in love with any of you" you said as Jinsoul just nods.
"Oh! Hyeju-yah!" Jinsoul calls to Olivia Hye that is walking away and not stopping like she didn't hear Jinsoul called to her "That's weird, didn't she hear me? Nobody here is named Hyeju other than her" Jinsoul speaking facts.
You too were confused about why Olivia Hye is acting this way, so you ran to catch her "Hyeju" you grabbed her arm "What's wrong?" you asked, worried that something happened with her and another member.
Olivia Hye looked at you with starry eyes "When is the next van coming?" she asked pulling out her phone from her pocket.
"O-oh, well... It's c-coming, just t-taking time" you stuttered your way through that sentence.
"Ok, then. I'll wait here, go take care of the other members" she said looking at her phone.
"Are you mad or something? Did something happened? Tell me, I'm here to listen" you said placing your hand on her shoulder.
She swats your hand away "I'm fine, I think I just ate something that is bad last night" she said.
"Oh! You have stomach problems?" You opened your bag and pulled out a herbal medicine "Here, drink this. It'll make your stomach feel better" you said handing out the packet to her but she slapped it off your hand.
"I don't need your care" she said as she walks off.
You stare at her in disbelief of what just happened "Wha-what... What just h-happened?" you look at Olivia Hye's back walking away from you.
"Oppa? What happened?" Heejin walks closer to you with her suitcase followed by Hyunjin and Vivi with their suitcases
"Hyeju" you said.
"What's with her?" Hyunjin asked.
"She said... She said she doesn't need me" you said as you pick up the herbal medicine from the ground.
"Doesn't need you? Aren't you our manager?" Heejin pats your back.
"I'll talk to her, wait here Oppa" Vivi said before going to Olivia Hye that is seated next to Jinsoul and Kim Lip.
"I'll come with you Unnie" Hyunjin said following Vivi
You and Heejin talked while Vivi and Hyunjin went to Olivia Hye.
"It's okay, Oppa. Maybe she's not in the mood right now, talk to her later" Heejin said.
"I just don't understand why she said that, it's like last night didn't happen" you said reminiscing about last night.
"I think she's upset about last night. You did kind of stole her first kiss" Heejin crossed her arms while laughing.
"Hey guys! Good morning!" Choerry cheerfully skips down the lobby
You looked at the sunny sunshine walking towards you "Yerim-ah, can you lift up the mood?" Heejin said to Choerry.
"Why? What for?" Choerry paused in her tracks and replied.
"Oppa, tell her" Heejin pushed me to Choerry.
"Omo~ Are you gonna confess to me?" Choerry smiles brightly.
"No... It's Hyeju" you said while looking behind Choerry where Olivia Hye is.
"What about her? Omo~ You confessed to her, didn't you?" Choerry smiles more brightly while jumping in excitement.
You held to her shoulders to put her in place "Yerim-ah, listen. Hyeju..." he shakes his head "She said she doesn't need me but how could I not? It's my job" I said.
Choerry placed her hand on her chin and processed what you said "Hmmm... First of all, I thought it was going to be a big problem. Second, can't you just talk to her? She's literally right there" Choerry points behind her.
"I think we know the problem" Hyunjin said walking towards you with Vivi on her side.
"What? What did she say?" Your eyes lit up.
"She needs your attention, Oppa" Vivi said with a coy smile.
Confused you say, "What do you mean attention?"
"Oppa~"
A sudden force collides with you, feeling of love and warmth. Two arms wrapping around you, two hands tightly touching your back, her short hair hides her shy face but you can still see her beautiful face. Taken aback by her, all you could do was hug her back.
"Me, Oppa" her voice resonates inside your ears as she hugs you tighter "Give me attention" she said.
"H-hyeju..." you lift her up in happiness.
She looks up to you with her starry eyes while you look down at her "Please give me more attention, I know I'm being greedy right now but please" she begged.
"Okay, okay. I'll give you more attention... But why? Why do you need my attention, Hyeju-yah?" you said patting her head.
She looked to the left then to the right, she bit her lip before gaining courage but still hesitated. You look into her eyes like it's a staring contest, she hugged you again " I like you" she hid her face.
You smiled
You released the hug and lowered yourself down to match Olivia Hye's height and looked into her eyes "I'm not saying this just because you said you like me but..." you cupped her face with your two hands and kissed her, again "I love you too Hyeju"
#loona#loona fluff#loona fic#loonatheworld#loona fanfiction#loona olivia hye#loona hyeju#loona hyejoo#male reader
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Fall Again
Pairing: LOONA Kim Lip X Male Reader
Word Count: 2627
A/N 1: Henno Orenjideul! Days had been really busy so there will be delays on my release so enjoy this fluff piece of Lip in reference with these photos! I did my best so enjoy this and have a great day ahead!
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A stroll down the streets of Seoul has never been the best as the perfect ambiance sets up the best of all your moods: faint car sounds at the distance, cold breeze of the wind, dim lights of the lampposts and the orange hazel of the sunset-filled skies alongside the grayish clouds. It never had felt exceptional, knowing that you’re meeting someone beyond special later and you can’t help but smile thinking all about it. It would be an exciting moment that’s worth cherishing and it will be.
*phone vibrates*
“Oh, Hello Lip!”
“Hey, where are you now?”
“Uhm, I’m here on the street near the place that you’re inviting me to go to. I will be there real quick! I’m on my way, okay? ”
“Okay, I’ll wait here. Bye…”
“Bye Lip..”
You hang up the phone and without wasting any time, you approach the location as quickly as possible as you get nearer and nearer. A minute has passed and only footsteps are now the distance between you and the restaurant as you were greeted by Jungeun who is sitting at the wooden bench.
“Oh, hello Lip…”
“Hi…”
The both of you know how awkward you are towards each other and it’s even worse now, considering how busy both your schedules are to the point that the both of you rely on messaging and calling each other; not meeting or even bonding for even an hour and you hate it. You know how time-consuming it is being an idol of a famous girl group called “Girls of the Month” or mononymously known as “LOONA” as her schedules are far worse than yours—her hectic and confusing plans for the both of you says so for the past couple weeks that hasn’t been done.
She’s mostly known for her chic and fierce stage presence and her cold and tsundere demeanor yet she’s a complete opposite once she sets down the microphones because of her dorky, talkative and shy side. She also shows those traits of hers whenever she’s with you and you loved every second of it. You never thought how clingy she is when all you can see is her being the opposite—her assisting and taking care of her fellow members—yet you won’t complain but rather, it puts a smile on your face on how good of a person Jungeun is. You’re definitely grateful for having a girl like her and you couldn’t ask for more.
“It’s been awhile, eh?”
“Yeah, and I’ve missed you…”
“I missed you too. I’m just suddenly feeling kinda off today but we really need to meet now since tomorrow's gonna be a busy day.”
“What’s going to happen tomorrow?”
A deep sigh escapes Jungeun's lips as concern paints your face, not feeling about the words that she'll say next.
"More practice and it is exhausting, then we'll shoot our comeback stage tomorrow. I just want to restttttt…"
You definitely see how exhausting she can be with all of her hectic schedules as you pat her back, hoping to enlighten the mood and to make her feel better. A faint smile is her response as you invited her to go inside the restaurant before slipping it out of your mind and not to forget why the both of you are here.
“Hey Lip!”
“Yuh, tone your voice down a little, I’m just right here.”
“Oh sorry, don’t you want to go to the rooftop? Y’know, the ambiance looks great there and it always sets the mood.”
Jungeun thinks deeply about your suggestion as you can see her eyes squinting with her arms crossed. You always find it cute whenever she squints and you can’t help but fall into her charms. Even with her cold and tsundere-like demeanor, she’s always on her softer side whenever she’s with you or with her members and it always boosts your day thinking of that.
“You know you’re probably right. We’ll go to the rooftop.”
Greet the staff and the people at the cashier and a waiter helped the both of you from coursing your way to the rooftop of the restaurant. Luckily, there was no one at the rooftop and it’s not even a sweat getting a seat for the both of you as the waiter lends you the menus and a buzzer.
"Well, just tap the buzzer for your orders and we'll be there, alright, miss, sir?"
"Okay, thanks."
The waiter then goes downstairs as you fiddle your fingers on the hem of your shirt as you start to talk with her about anything you could possibly think of.
“So, how’s the practice earlier?”
“Hah, exhausting, I guess. I just slept for 4 hours and I’m feeling kinda sleepy right now but I don’t mind it.”
“Ohhh. Also, what do you mean by ‘I don’t mind it’?”
“Hah, what I mean is that… I don’t mind it because I want to bond with you.”
Your eyes widen; eyebrows scrunching as you were baffled on what Jungeun had said. Jungeun doesn’t usually say this whenever you’re together even if only the both of you can hear what she’s talking about yet despite all of these, you’re flustered with her words and it never fails to put a smile on your face.
“Aww, that’s so sweet of you Lip!”
“Shhh, tone down your voice, someone may hear us!”
“Sorry… But, that’s so sweet, you really found some time to bond with me.”
In a matter of seconds, Jungeun’s cheeks were tinted with a pink shade as she smiled, a chuckle also escaping her lips as felt shy about what she said. As she faces away from you, you could definitely tell that she’s flustered and sincere about what she said—you’re still baffled on what she said.
“But it’s true, or no?”
“It’s true. I did miss you so much and I took this opportunity to bond with you.”
Without a doubt, you know how sincere she is as you can see from the look of her eyes. The both of you missed each other after almost 5 weeks of not seeing each other physically and always depending on the blue screen your gadgets are emitting. With that in mind, you got a glimpse on how she’s being a totally-different-person considering how she’s showing her affection which normally—even if it’s just the both of you—she doesn’t do. You’re not complaining and neither does she; she’s just as glad as you are being in front of each other, exchangings and smiles the both of you missed about.
“It’s alright Lip, it’s completely normal and also felt this way…”
Before succumbing to your own emotions, you came back to your senses and taught what's the reason on why the both of you are here—pressing the buzzer and stating your order's on what you could be favorable about the menu.
“Hello! Can we get our order?”
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The breeze above the rooftop is your paramount of relaxation. It never gets old; it never fails to make you feel comfortable as you feel like all of your problems had been wiped out with a single brush of the wind upon your skin.
With fresh salads, a couple of dressings and with colas as the beverage of choice, this makes you feel like you're in heaven alongside your angel, Jungeun. The both of you always dreamed to be on this kind of date as it feels different to be in one—being in one with nature. Maybe Jiwoo influenced the both of you about being more interested and engaged with nature-related talks and topics and you’re not complaining about it—you loved it, to say the least.
“You liked what I ordered for you?”
“Yeah, it’s so fresh and I like it so much and the dressing too…”
You involuntarily smiled at her response knowing that she’s genuinely enjoying her food and so are you, having identical orders. Both of you are on a strict diet so ordering greens is one of the best options here and gladly, this restaurant has your wants and needs.
A couple of laughs, talks and smiles after, the both of you are nearing to finish your respective meals as you get lost by her visuals, making you in awe and stunned at your seat. Time slowed down as the ticks doubled; you adored her features as her nose-scrunching laugh can be seen and you absolutely loved it. Fighting back, you slowly came back to our senses only to know that Jungeun was still talking and just listened to her cute squeals and talks.
“Aha- Am I right?”
“Yeah, Lip…”
Jungeun feels something’s not right or maybe just her instincts yet it can't get off her mind. Your sudden change of mood is what Jungeun doesn’t like to see as it hits you worse than a truck yet all of her suspicions were wrong. She then stopped herself from laughing and asked you, her forehead almost forming a scrunch; curiosity painting her face, hoping to get an answer.
“Is there something wrong?”
“N-Nothing, it’s just the feeling of… I don’t know how to say or describe it Lip…”
“Speak to me. Are you feeling good?”
You can definitely sense the concern in her tone even though she masks it with an opposing emotion. Facing her, you looked at her endearingly as a faint genuine smile—almost forming a smirk—sculpts your mouth.
“Yeah, I’m good, it’s just… I just feel so happy being with you. I really missed this and I’m grateful that we’re doing this again.”
Your enlightening words caught Jungeun off-guard as she almost spat her drink as she felt moved by what you’ve said. As her pinkish tint on her cheeks grew, she hid her face with her own hands as she didn’t expect that flustering response from yours yet she knows how genuine and sincere it is, just by looking at your face and your pensive demeanor.
“Yuh! B-But honestly, I’m glad that we’ve done this and I missed bonding with you, so t-thank you.”
As you looked into her face—specifically her eyes—endearingly, you could see that she couldn't manage to get some eye contact towards you and you totally understood it. The both of you can feel how awkward it is and how uncanny it is for the both of you to open up suddenly as the both of you always feels like cats and dogs whenever together—not to mention the swift moves of Jungeun to avoid the media at all costs.
With all of your emotions driving yourselves, you then stood up on your seat and sat next to Jungeun, pulling her into a hug which she didn’t expect yet she’s not complaining about it as she feels so much affection to free herself from you. You know that she’s that “not-so-affectionate” type of girl whenever she’s with you and you may think that it’s because of her idol life and she must not act suspicious in public or a lot more yet she’s really like that, even when it’s just the both of you.
Your hug tightens as she envelops her arms slowly, wrapping you into an affectionate embrace as the wind blows stronger as well as the cold breeze that touches your skin that makes you more comfortable in embracing Jungeun.
“Oh s-sorry, I just got too emotional…”
“It’s fine. Let’s just finish our meals and go s-somewhere?”
“Sure.”
You then went back to your seat as she exclaims, refraining you from doing something.
“But wait!”
You were stopped in your tracks as she pulled out her phone from her pocket and you know exactly what she’s going to do—she wants you to take a picture of her and not just a single one, but a series of it.
It never gets old. She knows how much you hate taking photos yet it never fails to put a smile on your face as her photogenic visuals makes you in awe, no matter what angle or scene the picture is, it never fails to look amazing and always ends up being astonished.
“Pleaseeee?”
Her cute whine and those pleading eyes if hers is something you can't deny even if it's in your sight for a million times. With a deep sigh escaping your lips, you got her phone and prepared yourself as Jungeun instructed you what to do and what poses she will be doing.
“Well, let’s start with this, shall we?”
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*click*
*clack*
After several minutes of clicks from Jungeun’s phone, you finally gathered a lot of pictures with her which, of course, is guided and further improved by Jungeun herself.
“Wah! You’re really good at taking pictures of me! These came out sososo well!”
“Well, it can't be helped on how beautiful the woman is, right in front of me…”
You smiled with your own compliment towards her as her cheeks flushed red, again. She then playfully hit you with her wrists as she faced you and got her phone from your hands. To further assert her cold self, she cleared her throat and changed the topic which you didn't mind.
“W-Well back when I was saying, thank you for taking these photos for me and I may post them a day after and I’m sure, Orbits will love how it went!”
“They really will Lip…”
“Also! D-Do I need to retouch these photos? I don’t have that much makeup on so it will be good to-”
“Hey…”
“What?”
“You always looked good Jungeun, you don’t need that.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Orbits will love you as much as I do and it’s true.”
She may look the hardest to fall because of her tsundere-like personality and her cold self yet complimenting her introduces a whole different Jungeun which you always love—it’s always a sight to see. She’s really weak at compliments even though she always knows how much she receives compliments and kind words everyday. She may still feel insecure especially on how the people would react on the Internet yet your calming and encouraging words are enough to dismiss all of those thoughts.
A faint smile—almost forming into a smirk—sculpts Jungeun’s mouth as she feels affection towards your words which she always loves.
“Thank you…”
You then reached her hand and held it, making sure to let her know that you’re sincere about what you’ve said even though you know how Jungeun wholeheartedly accepted your compliment.
“No worries Lip.”
You then kissed her forehead and then got a glimpse of her endearing gaze that is something you’ll always treasure. You locked eyes on her as she beamed a bright smile and so did you as you felt her smile is contagious—it may not compare to Jiwoo’s and Yerim’s level of infectious smiles yet Jungeun’s smiles are in their own league and that’s something distinctive about her.
Tuck her hair behind her right ear and utter the words “I love you…”
“I love you, Jungeun.”
“I love you so much, Jungeun.”
Again and again, those spin around your head as your emotion took over you, hugging her tightly as she uttered a response you’re expecting to hear, “I love you too, so so much.”.
Pull her for another embrace, your arms wrapping her as she mutters a sentence, almost inaudible to hear.
“It’s so c-cold…”
You took off your jacket and wrapped Jungeun with it as she whined, her wanting your warm embrace more as it rivals the breeze better than anything.
“Please stay like t-this…”
You wished you could stay like this forever yet you know that you can’t as this is just the start of an exhilarating feeling that you’ll forever cherish throughout your whole life. This will be just one of the memories that the both of you will be making, marking your own history books—worth remembering.
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Loona Kim Lip x female reader
story of a girl who really really likes Kim Lip
author’s note: Hello! This might be an impulsive post from me but this work has been sitting on my drafts for a year now. I hope you guys like it. Sorry for the errors
warnings: mentions of panic and cursing.
You are playing an online computer game with Hyeju when Gowon and their other friends came to their house.
"Hyeju, I'm gonna smoke the mid window and going towards the connector." You said to her via discord. "Aight! Someone is in b short. Take care, I don't have any smokes left." She answered back.
You heard shootings on the Mid part of the map, "Unnie, I died." Hyeju bluntly said. You shake your head because you and your other teammate are the only players alive on your team.
"Can you tell me where's the last enemy?..Hyeju?" You said staying focused on the game while waiting for the younger girl to answer. "Well, idk, I forgot. You can do it." She cheered you fast before she muted her mic.
You mentally facepalmed and a deep sigh escaped from your mouth.
You hide behind the boxes while waiting for the enemy to plant the bomb. Your teammate told you that the enemy is going in his direction, so you get out to your position to help him and kill the opponent.
You won the game. The monitor flashes the game's loadout. "Hey, Hyeju! Are you up for another game?" You asked her not even sure if she's still on the server.
"Well... I think tomorrow's the next game! Hyunjin unnie has something to tell you, wait..let me call her. Hyunjin unniee!!!"
The ability of this girl to shout amaze you every time. "Yah! Y/n, do you have something to do today??" A furry asked you using her sister's mic.
"Not really. Why?" You answer as you exit the game. "Come here. Let's watch some movies and eat pizza."
She said trying to suppress her chuckle. Your left eyebrow lifts, sensing that she has a plan "Stop holding your chuckles, Hyunjin. What are you planning?".
The girl finally let out her chuckle, "It's nothing, Hyeju just said something.". "If Hyeju said something that made you chuckle then it's not nothing, lmao" you reasoned out.
"Shut tf up, just come here you little." She said. "Excuse me, I'm taller than you." You said and immediately disconnected to the discord server's channel and shut down your computer. You checked your watch and saw it's already quarter to 6 in the evening.
You simply wear a brown knitted sweater, white pants and a pair of converse. You hop onto your motorbike and drove to their house. You often go there to watch movies or sometimes to play with their dogs and cats.
You became close to them since you went to the same soccer academy where Hyunjin is also enrolled and met her there. Since then, you two are on the same soccer team from high school to college. And your parents and her's became close friends.
Even you are friends with her and her sisters, they still have their own group of friends and you have yours, hence, you know and are close to some of them because they were your classmates before, while the others were your club mates.
When they go to Hyunjin's house, they often invited you but you always decline. Because there's a certain blonde that makes you red as a tomato, even she's just sitting there, breathing.
Hyunjin is aware of that and teases you whenever she can.
You parked your motorbike outside their house and press their doorbell while you're removing your helmet. You fix your hair, looking at their tall grey gate waiting for someone to open it.
You're about to message Hyunjin but the gate suddenly opened. Flashing your sweetest smile to the girl who's brighter than the sun "Oh Y/n Unnie is here!" Yerim shouted and got Hyunjin's attention through the opened main door. The jolly girl welcomed you and went inside.
You entered the gate and midway towards the door, you recognized the cars in their parking area. You turned your heel, half running to the gate but Hyunjin is faster and grabbed you from behind.
"Wtf! Put me down you fcking furry!" You shout but trying not to be that loud and mentally asking Yerim for some help. Punching her arms with your right fist because the other hand has your helmet, but her grip on you is so firm and super tight that you almost can't breathe, she slowly drags you.
She's hardly laughing because her plan work. She already knows that you will turn down her invitation if you know her friends, especially Jungeun is also in their house, so she planned this all.
Heejin, who's looking for Hyunjin, went outside to see her girlfriend who's laughing her ass out while holding you tightly. She called the two of you. You almost thanked god because he spare you some help but you were wrong.
"Heejin, help me. This furry won't let go of me. I can't even breathe." You felt Hyunjin loosen up the grip a little bit and you see this as a chance but then she grasps you again, this time more firmly. She brings you and walks towards the door. "Ouch!" you mumbled.
"Yah! Hyunjin! Stop dragging. You're hurting her, bring her down." The bunny scolded her partner who listened to her but still chuckled. "Can you stop laughing for a second? I'm dying here, mentally and physically." You whispered.
Thinking that you'll be in the same house with Jungeun will be the death of you. You tried to escape once again while pretending to fix your sweater and hair but Hyunjin is smiling and already blocked the gate using her body. Heejin laughed at her girlfriend's antics. She also knew about your crush on Jungeun and already set her mind to join Hyunjin in teasing you.
You look up to the sky, sighing in defeat. "Go inside, Y/N. If you try to escape again, I will call Hyeju to throw you on Jungeun Unnie."
Your friend smiles sheepishly. You shook your head and throw your helmet to her, who catches it in time. "Open the gates. I'll park my motor here. My baby is in danger if I let it outside your house." You said accepting the defeat.
"But your baby is inside, sitting on our couch." She teased you and her girlfriend clapping while silently laughing. You shook your head for the second time, thinking how crazy these two were. You raise your middle finger to Hyunjin, who's obviously laughing again being proud of herself.
She opened the gates and you drive your motor inside and parked it.
play it cool. Don't make something embarrassing.
cheering yourself silently.
Heejin opens the door and Hyunjin is the first one to enter the house. "Y/n is here, everyone!" She excitedly announced.
You always remind yourself to keep calm and don't panic, as if a disaster is happening.
You greeted Yerim, who's alone in the living room, "Hello again".
The couple you are with earlier, are now sitting on the couch creating their own world. Yerim patted the space next to her while holding some snacks, gesturing you to sit beside her. Noticing the others are missing in the living room, you're about to ask Yerim when a little frog hops onto you, "Unnie!".
You rub her back chuckling while she's hugging and sitting on your lap "Yeojinnie!". "It's been a long time, unnie" she said enthusiastically."Yeojin, I saw you last Wednesday at our practice." you shake your head to the kid. "Well, 3 days is a long time for me." her nose scrunched up and you can't help but pinch her cheeks.
"How's college for you little frog?". You asked her and she answered with a deep sigh, "Next question please."
Yeojin is in her 1st year of college so she's still adjusting herself. "Where's Hyeju and the others btw?".
"Hyeju and Chaewon unnie are getting their Nintendo switch upstairs. They said they want to play Mario Kart with other unnies. And as for them, Haseul unnie, Vivi unnie, Kim lip unnie and Sooyoung unnie are in the kitchen. The two other unnies, Jinsoul unnie, and Chuu unnie haven't arrived yet." Nodding to her appreciating her effort to answer your questions.
After a few minutes, Hyeju and Chaewon are seen walking down the stairs holding their Nintendo switch and you failed to notice the smirk on the baby wolf's face.
You and Yerim sat down on the carpeted floor to position yourselves in front of the tv. Chaewon greeted you and handed you a single joy-con.
Hyeju sat right beside you and Chaewon sat next to her while the little bean, Yeojin, sat in the middle.
You are picking a character when the unnies came back from the kitchen bringing 2 pitchers of juice and glasses. "Oh, Y/n!" Haseul greeted
After some time you're getting comfortable. Knowing that Kim lip is just almost next to you. At times, you caught her staring at you, well, she also caught you too.
Wishing your face wasn't blushing at those times but you always hear Hyunjin's or Hyeju's if not a chuckle they scoffed. Well, since you get comfortable, you sometimes throw a joke or you and Hyeju are bickering that made them laugh. Especially Sooyoung, she really enjoyed the bickering show, and of course, she's in favor of you.
The unnies decided to eat dinner first before proceeding for a movie marathon. So the rest of you decided to get take-out. The maknaes requested some pizza and chicken.
Most of you finished eating so Kim lip and Jinsoul cleans the mess at the center table. Hyunjin went to the kitchen to bring some dirty glasses.
"Y/n is so funny. Let's keep her." Jiwoo said while holding her tummy, didn't know if her tummy is aching because she was full or because of laughing. "Thank you, but my parents will be sad, unnie." They laughed, even Jinsoul and Kim lip.
A small smile flashed to your lips when you hear Kim Lip's laugh.
Actually, you are thinking if they're getting crazy because they find almost everything you said hilariously.
"Ahhh I think they're more likely to be happy," Hyeju smirked. You hummed, "Hmm, maybe, then I'll be the one who is sad..." and excused yourself "..Excuse me, I'm going to wash my hand." standing up to go to the kitchen.
You checked your wristwatch to check the time. Seeing the short arm striking at 9 pm, you washed your hands on the sink and faced Hyunjin. "Hyun, I'm going home. It's already 9 pm, late for me to go home by my motorbike.".
The busy furry looked up to you with a confused look, "What? you are not joining the sleepover?"
"Well? you didn't inform me so I'm going home now." You said while rinsing your hands.
"I can call, Auntie, to tell you're going to sleep here..." Hyunjin is determined to let you sleep here "..and also I'll lend you some of my pajamas." You simply shrug at her as she went in front of the sink and called your mom.
"Are you going home, Y/n?" You were taken aback when the person you so much adore asked you. You took a glanced at her for a second only to find out she was also looking at you.
You felt your heartbeat skip for a minute.
Turning your gaze to Hyunjin who's smiling brightly while her phone is on her ears "B-by the look on Hyun's face I don't think I'll go home." You answered and secretly clear your throat.
You think that the kitchen felt a little hotter.
Hyunjin came back joining you three and said "She agreed, Y/n, as always." And winked.
All of you decided to watch and sleep in Yerim's room since it has a tv and was big enough for all to fit in.
You and Hyeju brought the two extra mattresses from the other room so you and others have a place to sleep in. Both placed it on the side of the Yerim's bed.
You place yourself on the farthest right of the last mattress. You chose this part because you like sleeping near the wall but Yeojin insisted and said "I love sleeping next to the wall, Unnie." which you gladly gave to her.
The two of you are busy chitchatting when the person to your left taps your shoulder, "The movie is starting." She informed both of you.
Hoping she could not see you blushed under the darkness of the room. You smiled at her and nodded. She copy you and turned her gaze on the movie, still smiling.
Neither of you, notice the blushes that crept into each other's faces. But Gowon did notice this, and immediately said it to Hyeju, who's busy eating some Cheetos.
"I swear if the two of them did not get together after this sleepover..they're hopeless." The younger girl stated that made her girlfriend laugh.
It is hard not to smell the perfume that Jungeun was wearing. This is the closest you two are next to each other. You became more comfortable in her presence but your heart still beats rapidly fast.
The same goes for Jungeun, she might look well and calm but her inner self is in a state of gay panic. From the beginning when Hyunjin announced your arrival she started panicking in her mind.
She's liking you for almost a year now. While they are watching the practice game of your school soccer team, they were stupidly fighting over who suits the jersey well. That's when you caught her attention. Ever since then she never missed your practices unless she has something to do important.
In the middle of watching the movie, you felt a weight on your right arm. Turning your attention to Yeojin who's already sleeping and hugging your shared blanket, you change her position to more comfortable and tucked her under it.
Jungeun noticed your actions and offers to share you with her cover. You are hesitant about it, but too late because she already put it on half of your body.
"Thanks." It came out almost a whisper, but the blonde heard it. She shyly nodded and continues to fix the blanket.
Both of your hands brushed for a moment which made her gasp "Omg, are you okay? Your hands are super cold." She said worriedly and grabbed both of your hands.
I mean the nervousness of being close to the girl you like for a very long time, and she will sleep next to you plus the cold emitted by the aircon fills the room, your hand will totally become cold.
You slightly stiffen after her gestures and she seems to notice it. She immediately took her hands, "S-sorry." She said softly and regretted her sudden action.
Instantly felt the lack of warmth on your hands so you bravely took hers this time and whispered, "It's okay. This feels nice and warm." You smiled at her trying to cover your nervousness with your smile.
She seems to like it too because she nodded and hold yours tightly.
The next day
Vivi, Haseul and you were the first ones to wake up, so the three of you decided to prepare breakfast for the rest.
It is just a simple breakfast that most of the time Vivi and Haseul did the cooking while you are preparing the dining table, and putting plates and utensils.
After preparing it, you went to the living room and played with Hyunjin's cat on the couch. Haseul and Vivi were busy being a sweet couple in the kitchen.
Sitting on the couch, you notice your crush going down the stairs while rubbing her eyes. She looked and smiled at you as she felt someone staring at her. You smiled and greeted her "Good morning." softly.
She nodded and greeted you with a "Good morning." too.
"How was your sleep?" she asked, petting the cat. "It was warm, you are very warm, Unnie." you cheekily replied. She chuckled and a blush formed on her cheeks, "Well, you are too".
Hyunjin's cat moves and rests on your lap. You can hear and feel her purring. "The cat must be fond of you." Kim lip whispered to you.
"Yes, she likes me more than her owner." You laughed at your own statement.
"Well, Hyunjin and You have a lot of similarities."
"You can say that but I wouldn't say 'aeong' as a confession to the person I like." you looked at her.
She giggled "What would you say then?" she looked up to meet your gaze.
Looking at her makes your heart softly swell in a good way. Contemplating whether to say it or not.
Is this the right time to say it? asking yourself
You stopped petting the cat and stares at Kim lip's eyes genuinely. "Do you want to know, Unnie?".
Jungeun just nodded hesitantly seeing you being serious suddenly. Taking this as a sign, you confessed your feelings to her.
"I really really like you for a long time now, Jungeun Unnie..." she was taken aback but composed herself but still slightly mentally panicking.
"...that's what I would say" you whisper and slightly scratch your nape.
Kim lip's face is visibly red and avoiding your gaze. You lowered your gaze and turn your attention to Hyun's cat.
"Do you also want to know what I'll say to someone I like?" She said to you smiling.
You looked back at her and a "Yes." escaped from your lips.
She shyly took your response and said "I really really like you for a long time now, Y/n."
Honestly, you don't how to take her confession but one thing is for sure, and that is your heart is beating so fast.
The two of you are staring at each other with red faces looking like an idiot. No one has the guts to move. It looks like the energy of you both has been released on the confession.
Hyunjin suddenly came out of nowhere and get her cat. "Both of you look like an idiot right now, well, you two are. Anyways, Haseul Unnie said breakfast is ready and go to the dining already.". She then proceeds on feeding her cat.
Kim lip might process all of what happened and chickened out, making her run to the dining room. After a few more minutes of composing yourself, you walk towards the dining too.
Breakfast went smoothly, girls are talking mostly about what happened last night. They are bickering about who snores the loudest.
You remain silent and still cannot recover from the confessions, while Kim lip sometimes joins the conversation with other girls.
After that breakfast, nothing special happened. Some of them played Nintendos and others continues to chit-chat
Around 9 am, your mother called to remind you about your and her plans for lunch. You excused yourself to the girls and told them that you need to go home now.
You bid your goodbyes to them. You lastly took a glanced at Kim lip and smiled at her which she answers with a smile too.
All throughout the day, You cannot stop thinking about the conversation between you and Kim lip that early morning.
Is she serious about that? what if she's still sleepy and thought it was just a joke.
Should I call her? But it's too late to call, isn't it?
well,
So you decided to call her. After a ring, she answers.
"Hello? Y/n?"
"Unnie...are you sleeping already?"
"I...I actually can't sleep..by the way, is there anything I could help you with?"
"Ohh, yeahh, I just want to ask about what you said earlier morning....did you really mean it?"
"...Yes, Y/n. I really like you."
"Jungeun Unnie, I really like you too. Can I meet you tomorrow?"
"Of course, Y/N. You can come over any time."
#loona kim lip#loona#odd eye circle#loona scenarios#loona oneshot#kim lip scenarios#kim lip#loona fluff#girl group scenarios#loona x reader#girl group imagines#loona imagines#loona fic
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in the dead of night
• loona hyewonrim one-shot story
• vampire au / polyamory
• minor blood and violence
• explicit themes explored
• medieval setting
• 2.2k words.
archiveofourown.org/works/42764565
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