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neoplatinum · 1 month

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morning beauty | myoui 'mina' minari

summary: has mina always looked this beautiful?

pairing: mina x 10th-member!reader

themes: fluff, major major fluff, minor 2yeon, rest of twice

wc: 3.9k

you had something to confess, a little guilty pleasure of yours, well guilty as in you didn't want the other members to find out. but it was truly something you enjoyed for yourself and kept hidden away from the rest of the girls.

you always chose to room with mina, because you liked waking up to her. it started when it was something jeongyeon commented on during the 2022 once day fanmeeting.

when jeongyeon explained that she would like to be reborn married to mina, she explained it was because she wanted to wake up to mina's face everyday. while chaeyoung and nayeon were playfully laying their claim on their women.

you realized you never actually slept in the same bed with mina, so you don't know what jeongyeon means by it. mina's gorgeous, you could never deny that, but wow does jeongyeon sound like she has a crush. you laughed at the sight of a jealous chaeyoung and nayeon.

letting the thought slip into the back of your mind for a while.

until twice's 5th word tour: ready to be was starting up. after the grueling work and practice that came with preparing for a seven leg tour, also was the need of having partners for hotel rooms. the first foreign show was kicked off in sydney, australia.

the beautiful warm city with bright lights shining in to the hotel lobby. while you were still trying to adjust to the time difference. just as you were about to yawn, body sinking into the hotel couch, mina walks up to you.

"hi, we're going to be rooming together." in that quiet, calm voice of hers, handing you a second key card. you nod and continue to yawn and rub at your eyes, ready to get settled in the hotel room before soundcheck. stuffing the keycard into your pocket, and rolling the luggage towards the elevators.

the room was gorgeous, facing the beautiful sun shining in, but you felt like a heavy log in water. the time difference was really messing with your energy levels, so you begrudgingly rolled your luggage inside. flopping onto the bed immediately.

mina's quietly humming a song as she gets settled. tucking her luggage away on her side of the room, and then getting ready to play on her switch.

you watched her, with your body laying flat on your stomach, but your head turned towards her. hearing the low sounds of her game, she doesn't say much, but it's comfortable being around her.

she’s always brought you a comforting sense of home even if you are thousands of miles away from korea.

mina's a nice contrast from constantly rooming with nayeon.

nayeon always flings her outfit all over the bed, even landing them on your bed. chargers and phone misplaced all the time, begging you to call her number and to find her chargers. this is a much different change of pace.

you wake up to the sight of mina, wearing cute jeans and a plain tee, long hair running down her back, her face away from you. rummaging through her toiletries bag for something. then she gets up to go wash her face. her face half turned towards you when she realizes you are awake.

you let out a small gasp, has her side profile always been this pretty? your eyes go wide, trailing down her face, from the sharp eyebrows to the beauty mark above her lip and her defined jawline. it's all too much for your heart to handle while still waking up.

"i'm going to go wash my face before soundcheck." she says quietly, nodding at you before disappearing into the bathroom. you begin to wonder what's in the sydney water.

the rest of the soundcheck and concert, you've been in a daze: a mina daze. constantly eyeing her from across the stage, side glances and unfocused. has she always looked this good?

you try and snap out of it before the concert starts, but as you watch mina perform 7 rings from behind the stage, your jaw drops naturally. eyes glued to the screen, watching her turn around to drop her ass. you nearly drop your mic.

jeongyeon stares at the performance, cheering mina on, but her eyes fall on you, watching you watch mina. she keeps that in mind.

the rest of the concert goes off without a hitch, the crowd's shouting and the energy in the sydney night is beautiful. you're enjoying a break as the group takes a quick break to chat with fans. you lean down to grab water bottles, handing some to the other members.

then the big screen shifts to mina, and you hear her voice reverberate around the stadium. you try and watch her across the stage, but she's blocked by tzuyu so you turn to watch the 4k big screen instead.

and as she shares her feelings for the sydney onces, you get entranced by her speaking. watching the way her eyes shine under the fluorescent lights and the gorgeous outfit she has on. the second time that day you ask yourself, has she always looked this good? mina continues to talk until you notice yourself being shown on screen, eyes glued to the screen.

you completely miss the timing for your turn to speak, and then nayeon and jeongyeon are making a big deal about you staring at mina. pushing and shoving you playfully as you try and play it off coolly. it's too late though because the internet's already circulating with videos of you staring down the screen with mina's face blown up.

onces all over the internet are making memes over it, the sight of your face, jaw dropped and just in awe of mina on the big screen.

by the time you are focused on the concert again, and interacting with fans. you begin waving and doing requests off of once's posters.

laughing at one that's asking for sana's hand in marriage, you tug her towards the excited fan and watching sana offer her hand out, laughing and running away. as if she didn't just kill that poor fangirl.

the walk out of the van into the hotel lobby is tiring, you can feel the adrenaline finally wearing off. the intensity of having to perform for so long taking a toll on you, you keep massaging your shoulder as you follow the girls up the elevator. jihyo and jeongyeon happily chatting about being in australia. and looking forward to exploring local spots.

mina taps you lightly, and you turn your body towards her.

"i brought massage oils." she says quietly, pointing towards the hand thats been rubbing your shoulders. you thank her quietly, letting her walk you to the hotel room, too tired to even talk.

you fall into a chair, watching mina take out another toiletry bag. grabbing some massage oil, taking the time to work the muscle aches and the tension in your shoulder. a nice relaxing feeling with her pressing the buildup away.

"thank you mina." you offer as she leaves to go wash off the massage oil. your cheeks dusted light pink at the attentive care she has for you, even if she's bone tired from her own performance.

after doing your nightly routine, you get ready to sleep off the exhaustion, dreaming of soft hands and long jet black hair. dreaming of the girl in the other bed in the room.

waking up you feel like you've been transported into a different world. eyes watching mina do her morning routine so gently and quietly. moving around to collect her outfit for the day, and to put on light makeup.

you try and concentrate on your own morning routine, but you keep glancing over at mina through the wall mirror as she fixes her eyeliner by the other sink. with your face dripping in water, you forget what you were supposed to be doing. that warm yellow light bringing a gorgeous hue to her skin.

walking out to join the other girls for breakfast didn't help either as mina was seated next to you, taking the edge seat closest to the window. the sun bouncing off her skin, glowing even more than in the bathroom. dahyun had to tap on you five times to get you to pass her the syrup bottle.

you try and snap back into the real world, but with a face like mina's, how can you?

the melbourne concert was amazing, the synergy in the air making you forget about your little dilemma. you playfully tugged chaeyoung along, running around the stage and making half hearts with her at every corner. hearing the shouts of fans at the sight at every pose. you nearly run into mina at one point, not noticing her in your peripheral until it's too late.

at the last second, you pull her body towards you, arms circling her waist in a protective hold, making sure she didn't fall backwards off the stage. in the stress of the moment, you don't realize how close you are to her face, until you look up. her eyes staring into yours, and your eyes go wide at the closeness.

trying to play it off, taking your arm away from her waist and asking if she's okay. but the video is circling the internet that night, fans squealing at the near kiss.

you try and avoid the topic as you and mina get ready for bed, mina wouldn't confront you about it, you know that much. she's quietly humming another song as she cleans up her make up bag. sorting it and tucking it away.

you try and think about anything else other than her, this mina fixation is slowly eating up your attention.

with the osaka and tokyo shows, you begin to get closer to mina, her taking time to bring you around to her favorite spots when she was younger. she's in her home country, and her parents are friendly, familiar faces.

they offer nice gifts to all the members, even asking you how your shoulder is doing. you reply that it's doing well, all thanks to mina's massage oils. they smile at that, glad their daughter is so nice and thoughtful to the other girls.

mina brings all the members over to the myoui residence for a sleepover.

you get a real feel for pre-debut mina. the game obsession is still obvious, but you also discover her childhood memories. photos littered in her room and a giant wall dedicated to the group. you try not to tear up at the sight of everyone as the final lineup from sixteen, but the memories are coming back.

she walks in with a box in her hand.

"this is for you, from my parents." and you look down and see massage oils, top of the line and very very expensive. your eyes widen at the sight, you would never justify buying this for yourself.

"oh mina, you don't have to." you push the box away.

"my parents insisted. i told them about your shoulder, and they ordered it right away." you smile at that, the myoui's are always so thoughtful. you begrudgingly take the box, and thanking her parents for the wonderful gift. promising to always look after mina.

that night as you get ready for a sleepover at the myoui's with all the girls huddled up in her living room floor, you think that you would love to live with mina.

then came the US leg of the tour, and with it came more moments spent with mina. you nearly had a heart attack when you found out mina was experiencing back pain the whole concert. she didn't even mention it, just pulled out a back brace from her luggage and wrapped it over her shirt.

mina had to calm you down from calling your manager, your frantic voice demanding a doctor visit immediately. she managed to convince you to let it go, with the promise of much-needed rest and letting you take care of her.

so you use the massage oils her parents bought to massage her back every night. attentively rubbing her lower back and then to her upper back. removing the knots in her shoulder, mina falls asleep at one point, so you tuck her in. pulling the comforter up and washing your hands before getting ready for bed.

with her back pain having flair-ups, you always carry her luggage, insisting that she doesn't carry heavy things. you insist even if she rolls her eyes because you'd rather have an unhappy mina who feels coddled than a mina in pain and aching from carrying around her luggage.

you start to question why you do all this for mina.

you've developed a routine since rooming with mina at every hotel. always tucking away mina's luggage by the side of the bed that is closer to the bathroom. in that corner that she always likes, always setting her makeup brushes from biggest to smallest, left to right on her vanity. you always make sure the water you brought to her was warm, not too hot but also not too cold.

when mina is feeling a little under the weather from being in the rain for the atlanta concert, you urge jeongyeon to come with you to buy medicine for her.

you stroll into the target, looking around for cough drops and cough medicine, going up to the cashier and through the use of your translator app, you successfully are directed to the right row. getting cough drops for mina.

while you are busy debating between two brands, with jeongyeon holding a basket full of remedies, jeongyeon asks you this.

"who is mina to you?"

"mina? she's our member." you laugh, what a silly question jeongyeon.

"no, who is mina to YOU?" jeongyeon asks again, as you shove one bag back into the display. then reaching into the back of a different row to get a bag of cough drops that hopefully no one has touched.

"she's my..." you stop, hand on the bag. a little confused by what jeongyeon means. "why are you asking this question?"

jeongyeon keeps shuffling her feet, peering on the other side and picking up a box of travel toothpaste for herself. "you've just been really close with her, and now you're even out here buying medicine and little things that she likes."

"well of course i would, it's what you would do for nayeon." you roll your eyes at the obvious.

"exactly, nayeon and i are together, and when she was sick you didn't rush me out here to buy her medicine. so what does that make mina to you?"

you grab the bag, placing it into the basket and briskly walking away.

"hey! you can't avoid the question!" jeongyeon catches up to you, while you continue to ignore her, and then you see a row of red. the nintendo switch display aisle.

bingo.

you begin searching through the rows of game cartridges for pikmin 4.

the game that mina's been raving about the release for. talking to you animatedly about how she excited she is to get her hands on it, talking about her obsession with the previous games. you kept that in mind to buy it for her when it releases.

with the chaotic schedule, mina never had the time to buy the game, so you took it upon yourself to buy it for her.

"oh you are so in love with her, dodging my question only to buy mina a switch game?" jeongyeon smirks at you placing the game into her basket.

"am not!" you shout back, and jeongyeon cackles because you're lying through your teeth. your cheeks are flushed, and you're throwing the worst temper tantrum ever.

"yeah, sure." jeongyeon continues to cackle as you take the basket out of her hand, rushing forward to pay for the stuff, ignoring the way jeongyeon is just waiting for you to look at her with that knowing smirk of hers.

you are not giving her the satisfaction.

you return to your hotel room after shoving jeongyeon to her room. begging nayeon to take her girlfriend away so she can stop asking you if you're in love with mina.

obviously you are not.

you walk into your own room, seeing mina laying like she was before you left, switch in hand and looking pale. you immediately press your hand to her forehead, oh good, she doesn't have a fever.

you start taking things out of the shopping bag. cough drops, and bottle of cough medicine in case she needed something stronger. pedialyte to rehydrate herself, chicken soup that won't hurt her stomach. and tylenol medicine in case she gets a fever. at the display of all the items on her nightstand, you scratch the back of your head. did you really buy that much?

"thank you, you really didn't have to get me so much. it was only a cough." she says quietly, taking the bag of cough drops and ripping it to throw one in her mouth. you realize you have definitely overreacted, but how could you not when mina was coughing?

then you remembered the gift in your hand.

"i also bought something for you." you hand her the physical copy of pikmin 4. watching the ways her eyes go wide, excitement coursing through her, she leans forward, offering you a hug, that has you frozen. and she turns to open the game. you sit by her side the rest of the night letting her explain the game to you.

oh god, maybe you are in love with mina.

it becomes a habit, watching mina play her games every night, no matter how hard or confusing the game was, you alway sat by her to watch her. sometimes she caught you watching her instead of the game and would just redirect your focus back to the game.

then it becomes a habit of sleeping in the same bed. you wake up to the sight of mina, always waking up before her, sometimes you liked tucking her hair out of her face if you were bold. or plugging her switch into the outlets when she falls asleep playing it. you don't question it when she gets closer to you, and you lay your arm over her protectively.

today, mina didn't even want to wake up, so here you are, arranging breakfast in a tray from the lobby, bringing it up to her. with jeongyeon following you, you forget about how this isn't normal behavior for you. so dedicated and attentive to mina's wellbeing.

you walk in and gently place the tray by the counter. then you sit down to wake up mina, tapping her shoulder in a way you know won't spook her. as she slowly gets up, you brush her hair away, you also unwrap utensils for her to eat the breakfast you have for her.

she's enjoying her meal, with you making sure each bite isn't hot, blowing on it if it's too hot. and then you hear it.

"oh. my. god." your head snaps towards the hallway, the sight of jeongyeon and nayeon peering in, with jeongyeon filming the whole interaction. nayeon giggling like an idiot and hitting jeongyeon on the arm. then you get up ready to chase them out the room, them both turning on their heel rushing out the room.

you grow embarrassed, cheeks and ears flushed red and you look at mina, who also seems embarrassed being caught like this.

"let me go talk to them." you say, needing an out from this awkward moment. mina nods and continues eating her meal, letting you walk out, with your hands in your pockets and a nervous shiver down your spine.

you spot the two girls, eyeing jeongyeon's phone, and you can see it even if their back is turned to you. nayeon's snickering and jeongyeon's loud gasps. the video of you hand-feeding mina playing through the speakers.

"jeongyeon!" you shout as you get ready to snatch the phone out of her hand. she's quick, tucking the phone into her shirt. if it had been literally any two other members, you would not have to lose your head like this.

"so...mind explaining to us what's going on?" nayeon looks at you amusedly, pointing at the hotel door. you shake your head no, adamantly.

"oh also, just so you know, jeongyeon sent the video into the groupchat." nayeon says to you, and jeongyeon chases after her girlfriend down the hallway. you get ready for the confrontation that's going to happen when everyone in the group chat sees the video.

jihyo has you and mina in two chairs, watching you two closely. eyes boring into your and then into mina's, it keeps going on until you finally snap.

"jihyo please, can you just say what you want to say?" you sigh.

"okay, i had to do this to jeongyeon and nayeon when i found out they were sleeping together." she explains, you gag at the information, while mina looks away. "are you two together?"

"we're..." you trail off at the end. you haven't asked mina at all, you barely know if she feels anything towards you. mina taps her foot rhythmically. a nervous tick she's developed over the years, you hold her hand, and she stops tapping her foot.

"ooookay, i'll let you guys talk it out." jihyo slips out of the room, closing the door behind her.

you look at mina, she's not looking at you either. but the urge to confess was too much to handle, and you realize words are tumbling out of your mouth, before you had the time to think it through.

"i like you mina, i realized it through this tour, with how beautiful you are, i mean that inside and out. you were so attentive about my shoulder and you always offered to give me a massage even if you were tired from the concert."

you continue to word vomit in front of her.

"i mean i always knew you were gorgeous, but wow you take my breath away. seriously, all those videos circulating the internet was actually because you took my breath away. i want to wake up to your face, every. single. day. i don't know if you like me back, but i really do like you."

her face is beet red, hands rubbing one another as she listens to you talk, and then without another word, she gives you a quick peck on the lips, and returns to her seat. even more embarrassed than before.

"mina?" you gasp out. feeling for your lips, ones that she just kissed. she shakes her head no, but her feeling are betraying her. her body sinking into herself.

you giggle at it; it's cute that she can't even say it. "i'm going to assume you like me back because you kissed me."

she nods her head shyly, and then you let out a laugh.

at the very last concert of the ready to be tour. you're busy trying to tease tzuyu with momo. a wonderful encore stage to wrap up the amazing 49 concert tour. you continue to circulate the stage, often chasing jeongyeon and nayeon, when you spot a sign, "mina, will you marry me?"

you squint a bit at it, a little hard to read in the night, but when you get it, you immediately bring the mic to your lips, accidentally speaking into it.

"you can't marry mina, i'm marrying her."

the video breaks the internet.

a/n: this is a birthday gift to minari!! thank you to @im--yoong who messaged me requesting this fic, this is the video that inspired this fic!!

ALSO HUGE HUGE HUGE SHOUTOUT to @cry4mina who helped me move this story along, frfr saved me. bare-faced mina could save me, i believe it. stay safe and stay healthy everyone!

#mina x reader #twice mina #mina twice #mina myoui #minari myoui #myoui mina #twice x you #twice x reader #twice #kpop imagines #neoplatinum

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authorhjk1 · 3 months

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Can you please make a smut about MINA getting laid by some rich white guy after the fendi event.

Connections

Mina

Connections are everything. That's what Mina found out throughout the last couple of years. As along as she has friends that are up high enough, she can get anything. A better contract with JYP, her own house, a car, power, all of it.

And how does she become friends with those important people? It's simple actually.

Mina can't hide her smile as she walks towards the big building in front of her, cameras flashing while she waves.

It really is easy to make all those rich guys listen to her. It doesn't even take that long.

Throughout the event, she lays eyes on a guy who seems to be the most important man in the room. His suit looks really expensive. Her plans are disrupted though. Mina sees his wife hanging onto his arm.

A smirk plays around her lips before she takes a sip of the champagne. Since she is a huge introvert, people never pay much attention to her at these events as long as she doesn't speak too much.

But she can use that to her advantage. His wife looks way older than her. And Mina knows how pretty she is herself.

It really doesn't take long. She catches his eyes once. A couple of coy glances in his direction. A longer stare across the room that takes a couple of seconds. A seductive smile. A bite on her finger.

And here she is now. A couple of minutes later. In one of the rooms upstairs. The man's hands on her waist, his wife forgotten.

Mina feels how his lips travel along her neck. She let's out a moan as she tilts her head back.

She tried to justify her actions when she first started this. She told herself that she is only doing this for money and favours. But after a while, Mina liked the idea of some stranger fucking her. At an event where everyone else is oblivious.

"Let me see your cock."

Mina kneels on the carpet in front of him, giving him another seductive glance, before she starts to undo his pants. The man strokes her hair, encouraging her to take his cock into her mouth. It's not the biggest she's had, but it's more than enough to have fun with.

Her lips part as Mina starts her blowjob. Her hands are at the base of his shaft, slowly stroking him. He keeps his hand in her hair, occasionally pulling her a little further onto his cock.

"I'm usually not a woman like this."

She gives him a coy smile.

That's what she tells all of those guys. She found out that she can get even more favours like this. The men think they are something special to her.

"Really?"

He smiles down at her in disbelief.

"My parents are very conservative. I promised them that I would stay pure until marriage. But when I saw you..."

Mina's words trail off as she resumes her blowjob. She can feel how the man gets even harder at her words. She tries to hide her smile as she keeps sucking him off.

"How are you so good at this?"

He asks, while he feels how Mina's tongue glides along the length of his shaft with every bob of her head.

"I'm a natural, I guess."

She keeps up this fake innocence, knowing that this will be even more beneficial.

Mina can feel how this whole thing makes her pussy wet. Sucking off some stranger at an event. His wife downstairs. All of it makes her horny as fuck.

"You wanna put it in?"

"What?"

He is surprised. He thought, Mina would only give him head.

"I-I'm really needy."

No one can resist her coy smile. Especially if she is on her knees with a cock in her hand.

"Of course."

He helps her up, before letting his hands roam all over her dress. Mina sighs again as she feels his lips on her flawless skin. He kisses her shoulder, before he slowly pulls off the straps of her dress.

The top is now bunched up around her waist, exposing her tight midriff and her white bra. He doesn't know that Mina is wearing a push-up bra. She came prepared, ready to entice her next victim with her ample chest.

"Please hurry. We have to be downstairs soon. I don't want to be caught."

Mina is wet enough already, she doesn't need further stimulation. She let's her dress fall onto the floor, staying true to her own words.

He can't help but admire her slim figure. His wife hasn't looked this fit for a couple of years now. And Mina also looks a little younger. A little less experienced.

All of it drives him further into her trap.

He pushes her white underwear to the side, exposing her pussy.

Mina lets out a moan as he let's his fingers glide over her lower lips. He notices how wet she is. Her folds glisten with arousal.

The young woman leans against the wall behind her, the man leans down to kiss her lips. He plays with her pussy for a couple of moments as the two of them exchange a heated kiss.

"Please..."

Mina begs, asking him to fuck her. To forget about his wife. To cheat on her.

A lewd moan escapes her mouth as she feels his cock graze her pussy lips. Another one leaves her lips as he pushes inside of her.

He can't believe how tight Mina is. It makes his desires for her even stronger. He needs to fuck her. Hard.

Pushing further inside, he almost loses control, her walls hugging him almost painfully tight.

"Please... Please be gentle. You are so thick."

He smiles at her words, slowing down a little.

Mina stares up at him, her head resting against the wall as he slowly moves in and out of her pussy. Her hands find his shoulders, while his are holding onto her waist.

For the following minutes, the room is almost quiet. Except for the occasional moan from Mina and the man's groans. They either engage in a lustful kiss, or place their lips on each other's bodies.

Mina can feel how his grip on her waist becomes stronger over time. How his thrusts turn more powerful and deep.

Her legs quiver in response, his cock grazing her walls with every move. He stretches her out really well. Mina closes her eyes, enjoying this dirty feeling. This lewd moment.

It doesn't last much longer though.

"I-I think I'm close."

Mina opens her eyes again, feeling the man's cock twitch inside of her.

She starts to act innocent once again.

"W-Where can you cum so that no one notices?"

His low groan confirms that her magic is working.

"Maybe your pussy?"

It's a bold move. Mina manages to make herself blush.

"Wouldn't someone be able to see it, if it runs down my legs? And maybe even gets on my feet?"

"Aren't you gonna wear your panties?"

Mins nods, knowing he is only moments away from blowing his load.

"But I think it's too risky."

She lets a finger run along her lips.

"I'd rather swallow your cum."

The look on his face almost makes her laugh. He tries his best to keep himself together, lazily thrusting in and out of her, hoping he could postpone his orgasm as much as possible. But her last words finally trip him over the edge.

His cock slips out of her and Mina immediately kneels down again. Her face on the same height as his cock once more.

"Please cum in my mouth."

She sounds so innocent, while her words are laced with lust.

He can't help himself but thrust into her mouth. Her warmth welcomes him, her tongue working on his shaft.

He finally cums down her throat a couple of moments later. Mina feels his thick load paint her mouth. The saltiness makes her moan around his cock.

Mina smiles into the camera. As if nothing happened. But she can feel the lack of panties underneath her dress. She gave them to her new 'friend'. A sign for him to give her what ever she wants.

She can still taste a small hint of his cum on her tongue. Her smile is genuine. She is excited to go home.

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Sorry for the long wait, I hope this is what you had in mind.

For everyone else who plans to send in requests, please feel free to write more than just a sentence. Not because I lack ideas, but because we have different thoughts in our minds. I might interpret parts of your request wrong, or at least different. So please don't be disappointed, if these turn out differently from what you had in mind.

Thank you for reading.

Stay healthy!

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flubbe-web · 5 months

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twice-inamillion · 3 days

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Mina wants to be a little naughty and tease Once. Unfortunate for them that they only get a tease of her panties. She tells you how lucky you are to be the one that gets to take them off.

*This a real by the way and not edit.

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cchuu · 10 months

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sana as the personification of temptation 💗

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jaes1lvr · 4 months

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amor, amor de mis amores 𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ 💌 @dovedi

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leenagyungz · 1 year

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luvmyoui · 8 months

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jealous

myoui mina x fem!reader

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: gaslighting, self sabotage, cursing

word count: 2k

synopsis: "you could have anyone you want, why would you wanna be with me

a/n: apology for not posting i'll know😞😞😞 also i wrote the summary for this w one song in mind, wrote this while listening to another, then quoted a completely other song😭😭😭

“Just leave me around already!” you shouted out, stomping over to your shared room with Mina slamming the door.

Mina stood there, dumbstruck. Never had you ever used a tone like that with her, but these past few weeks you seemed to only be picking fights. Mina obviously was intensely worried, she couldn't help but wonder what she had done to get you so upset.

Your relationship with Mina was nearing perfect, well that was until your mind decided to start fucking with you. You knew it was wrong, Mina hadn't done anything to warrant such a reaction from you. You had just come home from work, and Mina, who had also just arrived at home, asked about your day. She could only assume that your boss had been extremely bitchy with you with how you reacted to the question.

When the door to your room slammed and you twisted the lock, you slid down to the floor, cradling your head in your hands. “fuck, fuck, FUCK!” you mumbled out, talking to yourself. You deeply regretted what you had said to her, you knew she was tired, she had also just come back from a full day of work. You hated that you potentially hurt her. But that's what she’d eventually do to you right? Someone like her could never truly like someone like you. How could such a perfect person love someone so imperfect?

You loved her, you did, with all that you were. But the lingering thought that she could leave you the moment she found another woman attractive never left. She could have anyone in the world, why would she want to stay with you? You were only lessening the blow for when it finally came, detaching yourself from her so when she left it wouldn't hurt. If this was really meant to lessen your hurt, then why was it that every time you saw her face fall at your mean words that your heart shattered a bit more in your chest. Treating Mina like this hurt you more than you thought imaginable.

These insecurities had never been present before, you were never one to be insecure nor jealous. Seeing Mina with Sana though, it reminded you of everything you were not. The way Sana’s hand slid up Mina’s arm, the way Mina would laugh it off, not removing the hand on her. You could feel it coursing through your veins, envy. You would never be able to compare to Sana, not her long straight beautiful hair, nor her cute smile. Hell, you thought that you’d choose her too had you been mina. Sana was everything you were not, everything you were not and more. She was everything you were and weren't.

Seeing mina return the flirtations had you overcome with sadness, why would she indulge in that with a girlfriend. You didn't know Sana, not at all. Maybe if you did, you would’ve known that Sana was like a sister to Mina, that she had grown up with Sana. That Sana was nothing more than a best friend that liked intimacy. But of course, you didn't know, you didn't know and so you did the only thing you knew to do. You withdrew, you started to distance yourself from Mina, often being rude and dismissive.

You could tell it hurt her, but she never said anything back. Not wanting to let her anger get the best of her and accidentally say something that might hurt you. How considerate she was, even while getting told to shut up. She loved you, and hurt was the last thing she’d want to see on your pretty face. She knew where the line was drawn and no matter how much you crossed it, she refused to.

letting out a sigh, Mina let herself fall back onto the couch behind her. she would talk to you later when you weren't as mad. she thought back to these last few weeks. how drastically your behavior had changed. Where you used to constantly be all over her, always touching her in some way. she now found that you’d barely ever lay a finger on her, often flinching when she initiated physical contact. this hurt her greatly, she just couldn’t seem to understand what brought on this change.

The longer she waited, the more overcome with exhaustion she became. Her schedule today had been packed, with interviews and more things of the sort. She hadn’t even eaten dinner, nor changed, having come home just a minute before you. sooner than later, she succumbed to the exhaustion, falling asleep on the couch.

You awoke the next morning, curled up on the bed you shared with Mina, puffy eyed. you checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was five am. One more hour ‘til your work starts. you looked around, noticing that the big bed was empty. A sigh fell from your mouth, sadness and self hatred overwhelming you once again. The reasonable side of your mind yelled at you to wake up and stop doing this. Sadly, the other part of your head was screaming louder at you. whispering that promises would be broken, she’d just leave you in the end.

You got out of bed and went to go take a shower and get ready. Upon leaving your room after getting ready, you found Mina curled up on the sofa very clearly shivering. You could hear the cracking of your heart from within. in that moment you didn’t care a bit for the voices screaming at you. You only cared for the girl who might catch a cold in her own house.

You picked her up bridal style and carried her over to the bed. You refused to be stopped by the fact that you weren’t strong enough to carry her and pushed through. With your will, came power, the strength to carry her smoothly suddenly entered your body. You carried her to your shared room with her and tucked her in bed. You turned on the small heater next to the bed and faced it towards her.

You left a soft kiss on her forehead and then left for work. Breakfast was overrated anyways.

Unlike every other day, today you came home to the beautiful face of Mina painted with anger. you didn’t acknowledge the obvious anger on her face and just brushed past her to the kitchen. Before you could take a step in that direction you found yourself being aggressively pulled back. a yelp escaped your lips at how unexpected it was.

“Sit down.” Mina said, her voice tone serious and commanding. If you were anyone else you definitely would’ve. but you were you in the end.

“I’m hungry-“

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” Her voice held no room for arguments, and even you knew better than to argue.

Following her command, you sat. She sat down next to you on the couch and took your hand in hers staring deeply into your cold eyes. She couldn’t figure out what you were thinking, your eyes now cold, a stark contrast from how they used to be.

“Baby please, talk to me. I know something’s bothering you, please, just talk to me.” Mina softly begged, her thumb drawing circles on the back of your hand.

“i- uh-“ As soon as you felt your resolve dropping by the slightest, it all came back in a flash. Her flirting with Sana, everything. You pulled your hand away from Mina, so fast one might’ve thought it was a burn.

“I don't know what you’re talking about. You’re probably just imagining things.” You said standing up and attempting to walk away.

“y/n please, i know something’s up.” Mina once again pleaded, grabbing your hand, stopping you from leaving

“Nothings fucking up. You’re literally making shit up, and fucking let go of me. You’re so fucking annoying.” You said once again ripping your hand away from Mina's grip.

This time Mina didn’t allow it, gripping your hand tighter in response to you trying to pull your hand away. She pulled you back onto the couch and this time she stood up.

“Just tell me what's wrong, and stop giving me so much attitude! You’re not my teenage fucking daughter that im just gonna put up with this!” Mina yelled, angry at the words you were spitting at her.

“I- i think we should break up.” you stuttered out, in hesitance averting your gaze from Mina’s.

“No.” she said flatly

“W-what?” you questioned, the possibility of this response never crossed your mind. Your gaze shifted back to Mina, trying to gauge her feelings, you couldn't though. You couldn't figure out what was going on behind those dark eyes of hers. You felt the the tables had just been flipped, you were now in her shoes. On the receiving end of her anger.

“There won't be a breakup until you explain why.” Mina said in the most monotone voice you’d ever heard from her.

“I just- i dont l-love you anymore.”

“Stop lying, you aren't fooling anyone with that.” Mina said, a laugh accompanying her words, you could practically feel the condescension dripping off her words.

You could feel the suffocating feeling in your throat creeping in, why couldn't she just understand and leave you alone. “I dont- i dont love you anymore. Just let me fucking leave!” you yelled out the end, frustration overtaking you.

You could feel the tears forming, the familiar feeling of butterflies in your stomach. Not the good kind of butterflies though, the ones that came along with a feeling of dread, the ones that you hated.

“Stop fucking lying and just spit it out! What is going on with you?!” Mina shouted at you. You felt incredibly small at her shouts, sure you had done the same, but you had always been overly sensitive. You could feel the water leaking out of your eyes before you knew it.

Mina was being so mean to you, she had never raised her voice at you before. You had taken her kindness for granted and now you were faced with the opposite of it. “J-just l-leave me alone.” you hiccuped out, covering your face in embarrassment.

Why did you have to cry now of all times? You cursed your body for giving this kind of reaction to her shouting.

“Baby, please. Just talk to me.” Mina said, much softer this time, wrapping her arms around you.

You found yourself instinctively cuddling into her embrace, shaking in her arms. “Why should I even stay with you if you're just gonna leave me in the end?” you mumbled into her chest.

Mina’s eyes widened at this, she held your shoulders and pulled you away to look you in your eyes. “Why would you even think that?” Mina questioned, clearly taken aback by your assumption. Had she done anything to make you feel that way?

“You're just gonna leave me for a prettier girl like Sana when you get tired of me.” You mumbled, pushing yourself back into her chest, embarrassed for talking about your emotions.

“Babe, Sana’s like my little sister. And why would I leave someone as pretty as you. I don't think anyone could even come close to you in terms of beauty.” Mina said, holding you tight and kissing your head.

“I don't know, I just saw you with Sana and just I don't know, it made me realize that you're way out of my league and you could just- leave me anytime.”

“But I don't wanna leave you for anyone. I love you not anyone else.” Mina softly whispered into your ear.

“I'm sorry,” you whimpered out, pulling your head out of her chest to look in her eyes as you pouted. “I’ve been such a bitch to you. I don't know how you put up with me.”

“I’d rather fight with you all night than spend a peaceful night with someone else.” Mina whispered out before softly connecting your lips with hers.

You could only be left in awe at the fact that it was always you she chose.

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7hyein · 1 month

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perfectsunlight · 10 months

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𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦.

𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘈 𝘔𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘐 𝘟 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀, 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 𝟯.𝟱𝗸

𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: ✔

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀, 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗰𝘁𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻.

mina never liked warm things.

she hated the burning sensations on her skin whenever the summer sun shone above her. she despised the feeling of heat radiating off of a hot mug or a hot stove. all of these experiences continued to fuel her hatred for anything that wasn’t cold as ice.

myoui mina loved the cold.

she reveled in the icy embrace of winter, relishing the sensation of frost on her fingertips and the brisk chill that nipped at her cheeks. while others sought refuge in warmth, she sought solace in the frigid beauty of snowflakes and the sharp bite of a chilly breeze.

her affinity for the cold extended beyond mere preference; it was ingrained in her very being. mina possessed an extraordinary ability, where her own flesh and bones held traces of ice. by channeling her inner frost, with just a touch of her hand she could transfer her coolness onto any surface.

it was similar to that of a “midas touch” but mina knew how to control herself.

she was no elsa, but her frosted abilities were simply a part of her. always had been, and always would be.

it made her an even better ballet dancer in the process. her cold face matched her dancing style, making her the true embodiment of cruel beauty.

the japanese woman hoped that the person she would fall for would love the cold just as much as she did. maybe that’s why she had a small mark behind her ear in the symbol of a flame? to signify her hatred for the scorching element. her soulmate must have a flame as well.

little did she know that it would be quite the opposite. and it all started with just a simple touch.

you were busy looking down at your phone, not noticing how you accidentally bumped into the japanese girl. however, you did notice the sudden icy sensation that almost mimicked frostbite on your burning skin. mina also noticed it, except for her it felt like she had burned herself on the stove or over a fire.

in that serendipitous moment, the collision of cold and heat sent a jolt through both mina and you. it was as if the universe had conspired to bring together two opposing forces, testing the boundaries of what connections could truly be.

mina recoiled, instinctively pulling back her hand as she realized the impact her frosty touch had on you. confusion and curiosity mingled in her eyes as she took in your reaction. she had not expected this, and clearly neither had you.

as you looked up from your phone, your gaze met mina's, and in that instant, you both knew you two were the exact same, but also somewhat different.

“i’m sorry,” you stammered out quickly, eyes frantically searching mina’s. instinctively you reached a hand out to make sure she was okay, but immediately pulled back before you could touch her once again. “i didn’t see where i was going. are you okay?”

mina's eyes softened as she observed your genuine concern and hesitation. she recognized the internal struggle within you, the conflict between your fiery nature and the unexpected chill that had emanated from her touch. in that moment, she saw past the surface and understood that your reaction stemmed from a place of self-preservation.

"it's alright," mina replied, her voice calm and soothing. "i’m okay, don’t worry. are you alright? my touch can be quite chilling." a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of your lips as relief washed over you. the tension that had initially filled the air began to dissipate, replaced by a shared curiosity and a desire to explore the enigma of your unique makeups.

“yeah, i’m okay.” you mirrored her small smile and stood up straight. “i’ll look where i’m going next time.”

the other ballerina chuckled softly. “that would be wise. i’m mina by the way.” she stuck her hand out for you to shake. except, the both of you just stared at it and let out small laughs. “oh right. sorry.” she lowered her hand but kept her eyes on you.

“i’m y/n.” your smile met your eyes, and mina could definitely tell even from your gaze that there were embers behind your eyes. or maybe she was just imagining such things.

you and mina were in the same studio, but practiced just an hour’s difference from each other. you were an hour after mina’s class, and she was an hour before you. from that initial meeting, the two of you would wave at each other in passing, doing your very best to avoid touching each other accidentally. sometimes the two of you would talk in between your classes, catching up and talking about nonsense.

mina still wasn’t fond of the heat, however she noticed something brewing inside her. why did she suddenly want to be around you more? how come she felt as if she was drawn to you, even in the crowd of other dancers?

it wasn’t until you wore your hair up in a bun one day that the ballerina got her answer. there, behind your ear, was a small marking in the shape of a snowflake.

she was both devastated and infatuated at the same time. there was no way you were her soulmate, right? it had to just be a coincidence that your marking was a match with hers, even as a polar opposite.

fire and ice. two contrasting elements that defined your essences.

the dancer couldn't shake off the feeling of intrigue and confusion that swirled within her. the sight of the snowflake marking behind your ear seemed too uncanny to be mere coincidence. it was as if the universe was playing a bittersweet trick on her, intertwining her life with someone who embodied everything she had hoped to avoid.

as days turned into weeks, mina found herself drawn to you even more. she couldn't deny the genuine connection they shared, the effortless conversations, and the warmth she felt in your presence. it was a contradiction to everything she had expected, yet it felt undeniably right.

everytime the two of you were together, it seemed like your mere warm presence was gradually getting hotter. at first, mina thought it was just her imagination, but she immediately knew you felt something too because just yesterday you were covered in sweat after practice and still said something about feeling cold suddenly.

mina knew she had to talk to you about this. she needed to know for sure if what she was thinking was true or not.

one evening, after your respective ballet classes, she mustered the courage to confront the enigma that had taken hold of her heart. she found you sitting alone in the studio, lost in thought, and approached you with a mix of trepidation and longing.

"yn," mina spoke softly, her voice tinged with vulnerability. "i noticed the marking behind your ear, the snowflake.”

you took your headphones out and smiled up at the icy girl with a smile. “oh yeah. i’ve always had that. it’s cool right?” you turned your head to show her it fully, and even up close, the other girl knew without the shadow of a doubt that it was definitely not a coincidence. it even further confirmed her suspicions when she felt a familiar sensation of heat running across her skin due to being in your presence.

the japanese girl forced a tight lipped smile, watching as yours never faded. “can i show you something?” she whispered. with a swift nod, you watched as mina turned her neck and lifted her hair to show you the flame mark behind her ear.

mina took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "i always believed that my soulmate would bear a flame symbol, representing the warmth and heat that i'm not accustomed to. but you have a snowflake, the epitome of cold and ice. it doesn't make sense."

a mixture of emotions flickered across your face. "i've always been drawn to warmth, to fire. it's a part of who i am. but meeting you, mina, has made me question everything i thought i knew.” you confessed.

mina's gaze softened as she listened to your words, her heart fluttering with hope. perhaps this unexpected connection wasn't a contradiction after all, but rather a harmonious blending of opposites.

could the flames within you and the frost within her find a way to coexist?

mina murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "maybe our markings are a mistake?” eyes flickering to the floor beneath her feet. she was nervous; the japanese girl hated not knowing things.

“i’m not sure, but,” you exhaled a shaky breath, looking up at mina from the floor as you slowly rose to your feet. “this may sound really crazy, and i’m not sure if you feel the same way, but ever since the day we met…” you paused and clenched your fists, slightly shaking from the nerves you felt. “i’ve been wanting to touch you again.”

mina's breath caught in her throat as your words hung in the air. the vulnerability and desire in your voice resonated deep within her, mirroring the feelings that had been brewing within her own heart. the thought of allowing your contrasting elements to intertwine sent shivers down her spine, both from anticipation and fear.

she took a step closer, her eyes locked onto yours. "i've been feeling the same way," mina admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "but i’m scared. i know i’ll hurt you, and that scares me."

you couldn’t help but nod in understanding. she was right, after all. the two of you would only hurt each other more the closer you got.

except, you didn’t care. mina was your soulmate, and you were hers. there had to be a way for this fated relationship to work.

tentatively, you reached out, your hand inching closer to hers. mina hesitated for a moment before intertwining her fingers with yours. the contrast between your warmth and her coolness sent a shiver down her spine, but it was a shiver filled with anticipation and newfound acceptance.

it burned for her and stung for you. you had to bite your lower lip to stifle a hiss, mina mirroring your look of discomfort. it hurt quite a bit, but it also somehow felt so right.

after a few seconds, the both of you pulled your hands away. her skin was on fire, it felt like someone had scorched the surface and burnt through her flesh.

as the pain subsided, mina looked at you, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of awe and determination. her hand felt tingly, a pins-and-needles type of sensation that stung more than it probably should have.

but oh god did she like it. no, mina loved it. she loved how your skin felt against hers.

on the other hand, you were clutching your hand into your chest, breath shaky as your eyes met the other girl’s. “that hurt,” you said softly, biting your lower lip as your gaze remained on mina’s. “i’m sorry for hurting you.”

with newfound resolve, the japanese girl spoke, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "i don't care if it hurts.” the look on your face was one of pure shock. she couldn’t really mean that, could she? it really hurt for you, and you knew without the shadow of a doubt that it hurt for her as well. besides, didn’t she just say that she didn’t want to hurt you?

“mina,” you whispered, feeling your heartbeat pick up as she leaned in closer to you. “i care if it hurts. because it hurts me to hurt you, too.” the logical part of your brain was very loud, speaking louder than your heart it seemed.

to be honest though, it was an internal screaming match between your head and your heart. heat flushed to your face, a kind you weren’t used to before as mina’s face was mere inches from yours.

her presence felt like frostbite, making the hair on your arms stand up from the goosebumps. mina’s breathing was just as staggered as yours. she was tired of pushing you away, tired of trying to run from your magnetic allure.

mina wanted you. no, she needed you.

she needed to feel your flames dancing across her skin, to see how you shivered under her touch from the ice that flowed from her. you had managed to completely melt her heart, the ice now fully thawed within her.

and in that moment, as bitterly ironic as it was, mina once again was reassured that you were her soulmate. you were a scorching ball of fire, with a heat wave coursing through your veins. you were everything she was supposed to despise.

except she didn’t despise you. you were the only warmth she would never hate.

she knew then that this journey wouldn't be easy, that there would be challenges and sacrifices to overcome. but she also knew that the bond between you was worth fighting for.

"we have a lot to figure out," mina said, her voice steady despite the irregular beating of her own heart. "but i believe in us, in the possibility of us coexisting.” she firmly stated, looking into your eyes as she seemed to be looking for any sign of you pushing her away. the japanese girl stared into your soul through the windows of your eyes, and within the flames that danced within them, she could only see the love you had for her.

you nodded, a flicker of hope and determination igniting within your eyes. this newfound understanding had opened the door to a world of possibilities, where the collision of your essences could maybe, just maybe, coexist.

the nod of your head was the only confirmation she needed from you. she leaned in and pressed her lips against yours.

the kiss was a melding of opposites, a clash of fire and ice, and yet, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. as your lips met, the heat of your passion intermingled with the coolness of mina's touch, creating a fusion of sensations that sent a surge of electricity through both of you.

in that single moment, the world around you faded away, and all that remained was the intensity of your connection. time seemed to stand still as you lost yourselves in the embrace, exploring the uncharted territory of your intertwined destinies. it was fate that brought you together, and now you two were choosing to stay as such, sealing the silent promise with a kiss.

as you finally pulled away, breathless and heart racing, a spark of realization flickered in both your eyes. this was just the beginning of a journey that would test the boundaries of your love and defy the odds stacked against you.

with your lips still tingling from the kiss, you locked gazes with mina, a mixture of determination and tenderness reflected in her eyes. the path ahead would be filled with challenges and uncertainties, but together, you were ready to face them head-on.

if only you two knew that this would be the beginning of the end. your fates may be intertwined, but they were for reasons you both did not understand until a few weeks later.

you and mina had a 12 second rule whenever you two would touch each other. this seemed to be the ideal time spot, because any less wasn’t enough for you and your lover, and any more was just a bit too much pain.

however, you found yourselves pushing that time limit more and more with each passing day. at first you thought you two would be fine, but the both of you were starting to realize something tragic.

you were killing each other. softly and slowly, your burns were becoming irreversible, and her frost was becoming permanent.

parts of your skin were bruising, soft shades of purple and blue were slowly becoming darker. initially, you thought that they were from ballet practice. maybe you had hit yourself on a few of the barres or something?

but then you noticed the way your lips were starting to turn blue, and that is when the realization hit you like a train.

mina was killing you.

mina first noticed the red marks on her hands and thought they were just sunburns. she simply put sunscreen over them, and went about the rest of her days. except the marks didn’t lighten up at all. if anything, they magnified and increased in size up to her wrists.

when mina looked in the mirror one day after a pretty long ballet session, she saw the way her lips were puffy and red. it almost looked like her skin was infected underneath, with shades of bright crimson and undertones of orange. the realization also hit her like a freight train.

you were killing her.

your bruises were turning purple and black, and the pain intensified with each prolonged touch. mina's once icy touch now left permanent marks on your skin, while your fiery warmth left her with scars that refused to heal.

the realization hit you like a wave of cold dread. the very thing that drew you together, the magnetic pull between your contrasting elements, was slowly tearing you apart. it was a cruel irony that the love you shared was turning into a source of agony.

both of you knew deep down that continuing this way would only lead to irreversible damage and unbearable pain. the choice was clear, even if it was heart-wrenching.

with heavy hearts and tears welling up in your eyes, you knew what needed to be done. it was time to let go, to separate and protect each other from the destructive forces that threatened to consume you.

your voice trembled as you spoke, your words weighted with sorrow. "we can't keep going like this, mina. as much as it hurts, we have to accept it is too dangerous for us to be together."

mina shook her head, but you continued speaking with your voice choked with emotion. "i don't want to hurt you anymore, mina. we have to let each other go, for our own well-being.” you pleaded, now seeing up close all the marks you had left on the girl you loved more than anything.

silence filled the space between you, heavy with the weight of unspoken grief. however, mina refused to let this happen. this was not how she wanted things to end.

“i don’t care, y/n.” she whispered, voice filled with the same determination she displayed the day she first kissed you. “we’re going to die eventually. i’d rather die from loving you than simply dying alone.”

the ballet dancer sat in your lap, and you both could feel the burning and stinging sensations already. tears fell from your eyes even harder. “mina,” you choked out, tears cascading down your cheeks as she cupped your face. her fingertips felt colder than the arctic itself, and your skin felt hotter than the desert. “this is torture.”

you had a fair point. this indeed was pure agony for the both of you.

but she loved it. it was the sweetest pain she had ever felt.

it was burning hot through her veins, making her more sure that this was indeed torture.

without any second thoughts, mina grabbed the back of your neck and pulled your lips against hers. burning and cooling, scorching and frigid, fiery and freezing. the sensations clashed both on the inside and the outside.

“i love you.” mina panted in between shallow kisses, not letting you pull away. your hands held her waist, moving her closer to your body. this woman of ice was going to extinguish your very soul, but she was also somehow setting it ablaze in a ring of fire that not even you had felt before.

your hands clung to her skin, feeling her fingers tugging at your roots. “i love you too.” you hissed out, feeling the overwhelming feeling of ice in your veins. this was agonizing.

but true love was indeed true pain. only love can hurt like this.

in that bittersweet moment, you realized that mina’s love for you was beyond comprehension. she was willing to endure the pain, the torment, just to be with you. it was a testament to the depth of her affection, but it also tore at your heart knowing that you both would have to pay a heavy cost.

unfortunately, that cost was going to be your lives.

by the next evening, your bodies were found in mina’s apartment. there on her bed, lay your corpses intertwined with each other. your heads were buried into each other’s necks, noses barely grazing each other’s soul marks.

…FEMALE A WHO HAS NOT BEEN IDENTIFIED YET, WAS COVERED IN PURPLE AND BLUE BRUISES. HER MOUTH AND HANDS SPECIFICALLY HAD TURNED BLACK, AND HER BODY WAS COLDER THAN ICE…

…FEMALE B WHO HAS ALSO NOT YET BEEN IDENTIFIED, WAS ALLEGEDLY COVERED IN SCORCH MARKS AND BURN SCARS. LIKE FEMALE A, HER HANDS AND LIPS APPEARED TO BE THE MOST AFFECTED AREAS…

“MUST HAVE BEEN A DEADLY KISS.” AUTHORITIES SAY AS THE BODIES ARE SENT OFF FOR AUTOPSY.

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Push and Pull

Mina X M Reader

Tags: Smut, Edging, with a little bit of Fluff.

WC: 2.5K

A/N: Well this one took a while, y'all be the judge. Enjoy.

Well the plan all goes to shit, you think. The clock strikes 24 minutes past 11 in the evening. The dinner is already cold and she's not home yet. Your phone didn't even rung once, she might not have had the chance to send you a quick message to let you know that she'll be late. You get it, her work schedule has no fixed time. Sometimes it does not end until the wee hours of the morning. She's a model alright, and a damn good one.

Deflated, you resign yourself and collapse on the sofa. The decorated table will have to wait until tomorrow to be cleaned up. A shame really, you thought you cooked the steak to perfection only to be put to waste. But you don't have the appetite to eat it alone, somehow you still wish the dinner will still be possible when she comes home. Wishful thinking at best.

And she did, eventually. You wake up to the sound of the door opening, the scuffle as she removes her footwear. You thought for a second, maybe you'll pretend you're asleep and wait what she will do. There's that small hope in you, maybe she'll surprise you or anything. However just like your night, the plan didn't materialize the way you wanted to.

"You're home." Disappointed you might be but the sight of her always puts a smile on your face. She's gorgeous in her outfit, like how in everything she wears. The checkered white top with the black pants works wonders on her. And the abs, damn the abs.

"Can you prepare the shower for me, love? I badly need one." Mina is somehow stern and cold in her words.

"Is something wrong, love?" You set aside how you feel to check on her.

"Just prepare the shower. You know the temperature I like." She shrugs off the question like it's nothing.

Well fuck! You didn't think your night was going to be any worse yet it did. Mina likes her shower hot, maybe a bit too hot for your taste. It needs to be prepared now so you head to the bathroom to do what she asks. Before entering however, you notice her casually strips all her clothes right there in the living room. It is impossible to ignore her, it's impossible not to watch as each piece of clothing is discarded to form a pile on the floor revealing her wonderland of a body.

"Do you want me to prepare the shower for myself, love?" She jeers at you when she realizes you got distracted.

Maybe something happened at work, but you'll find out later. You know her well, and you know what to do to not add to her thoughts. It's just a tiny bit harder now, given you have your own heartache to deal with as well.

"Is it ready?" Her voice snaps you off from your thoughts. You didn't notice that she's at your back already. Thankfully the water is at the right temperature now. You nod and gesture to lead her inside the shower.

Mina is bare naked, and every bit of her is perfect in your opinion. You've seen her in her truest form more than a few times, yet every time feels like the first time.

"Don't just stand there, I need you to scrub my back."

Understanding what to do, you take off your clothes on a whim. Once again you are reminded of the failed night, you dressed to look good you have noticed. It does matter little now, she orders you to undress and join her and you did just that.

Mina moans as she steps into the shower. The temperature is perfect, it is clear to see. You watch as the water inevitably drench her whole body. Hypnotized, you follow a single drop travels from her ass cheek down to her legs. Then it hits you, your penis is now up and about.

"You know what to do." Mina hands you the bath soap. "Only my back."

Only her back? You repeat the words in your mind. She said them with such conviction it sounds like a threat. Maybe it really is.

You pour the soap on your hands and lather her back with it. Her words echo yet again on your mind forcing you to abide and do the task properly, scrubbing her back and hard to reach places. Her soft skin distracts you but other than the proud standing member, you are able to keep to yourself.

"That should be enough." Mina then turns around and pulls you in closer, flinching at the contact of the hot water on your body. When you are fully drenched, Mina starts to apply soap on your chest, carefully, sensually.

"Did something happen at work?" You attempt to ask the lingering question.

She just shakes her head and continues what she's doing, or at least you thought she would. Instead her hand wraps around your dick and works it. The sudden pleasure surprises you, and you let out a moan. Desperate for more contact, you reach out to her ass to pull her closer to you.

"Hands off love, or I'll stop."

Your hands instantly dislodge from its hold, not wanting to leave the current paradise. Not wanting to be kicked out from its gates. Mina knows you, like the back of her hand. Throw in the front too given how good the handjob she's giving you. All the while, she maintains eye contact in which you struggle to keep yourself.

"It's so good, love." Well it's completely obvious that it is, your body couldn't deny it.

It did not take long for you to feel like you're going to blow anytime soon. Your body starts to tense up and your breaths short. The firm grip, the elegant upward and downward motion as Mina jerks your dick, the constant eye contact. Every single thing contributes towards the imminent climax of pleasure. It's a big load, you can feel it will be.

"I'm going to fucking cum, love." You ready yourself to let go. You're not going to last any longer, you've held on long enough. Besides, it looks like she's not letting up too.

Then pandemonium.

You expected to release all that was kept inside, all the cum and all the pleasure. You were on the edge, but no. Mina leaves you hanging.

"What the fuck, love! Seriously?" Your voice raises more than you want to.

"Language, love. Language." Her cold but pretty face stoic and expressionless, her eyes fixated on you judging every wrinkle of your annoyed face. You took a deep breath in response, settling to just let it slip.

Mina moves again and kisses your neck. "Mind your mouth, alright? Your language earlier cost you an orgasm." She then proceeds to kiss your chest, down to your belly and finally kneeling down on her knees. "Let's try again, shall we?"

You did not have the luxury to answer as you feel another surge of pleasure greater than earlier. Your dick softened up a bit due to annoyance. However, it only took one lick at the tip to bring it back to life. Mina masterfully sucked the tip at first. The contact of her tongue is divine circling around your shaft, lathering it with the juices of her mouth.

The view from your perspective is a form of art. You admit you enjoyed the sense of control a bit, being able to move your hips to meet her mouth. The urge to curse is a constant battle, you don't want to make the same mistake again. You want to hold her head or pull her raven colored hair for her to choke on your dick, say a few degrading things but you don't want to risk it. Your thrusting is even crossing the very thin line. So you bite your tongue and moan.

The pressure is once again close to its peak. The familiar feeling of pleasure and helplessness envelopes you once more. Mina hastened the pace of her blowjob, you're quite sure now that she'll finish what she started. You're close, way too close to the edge that you raise your head and close your eyes.

Then it stops.

You already knew what she did, but you open your eyes to be sure. Mina is on her way out of the shower walls, true enough she did the same thing. She leaves you hanging for the second time. What the fuck.

"What did I do this time? Don't start it if you don't intend to finish it." You watch her annoyingly as she wraps herself with the robe.

"You can finish it yourself, love." She casually combs her hair in front of the mirror, nonchalant.

"Yes, I'll make damn sure I'll finish it." Something inside you snap, getting out of the shower and joining her in the sink. You pulled down her robe with force to expose her shoulders as you take your place behind her, pinning her to minimize resistance if any. From underneath, your hand works its way to her entrance. You're going to make sure she's going to beg.

Your fingers are teasing her clit, she starts to squirm yet still composed. Mina tries her hardest to keep a straight face. Although her folds betray her as it starts to get wet and wetter. Both your eyes meet in the mirror, she's doing a really great job at playing pretend. But it didn't last long, she finally gave in when you kissed her shoulders while doing circles on her cunt.

"I'm so sensitive down there, love." The proud facade is gone. You have played your cards right. Now it's just a matter of making the most out of it.

You slip one finger inside, letting her know what's to come; or what has been missing. Her thighs spread wider to accommodate more of you. Watching her in the mirror, every twitch of her face, every moaning and whimper, you know she's building herself up to her release.

"Oh my god, love- ahhhh". She's smart for not mentioning that she is going to cum, but you're no fool. You did the same thing she did earlier, pulling your finger out a second too soon denying her of an orgasm. Expecting some kind of outburst, you pin her a little bit tighter.

"I want to curse you for doing that, love. But I won't give you the satisfaction." You admire her composure so you want to tease her more.

You turn her around and drape the robe back on her shoulders, fixing and tying the knot too. "Well I guess that's it then." Kissing her forehead to somehow properly end the night.

"Fine! I'm sorry. Please love, don't leave me hanging." There is desperation in her voice, stopping you from fully stepping away. You risked your way into a bluff and it paid off, big time. Mina unties the knot and let the robe fall to the floor, her nakedness exposed once again.

"I'm afraid an apology alone won't be enough, Minari." You relish the sense of control. You take her hand and make her face the full body mirror. "Promise me you'll do anything I'll ask you to." Taking your position behind her again, groping her fat ass in the process. Mina nods her head without hesitation.

"Good! Let's try again, shall we?" Throwing her words back at her. She smiles in disbelief in which you find adorable yet quite seductive, damn the duality. You wrapped one hand around her chest in contact with her perky tits. The other wanders on top of her entrance, mimicking what you did earlier. She's still wet as fuck, explaining the desperation.

You hear a moan of pleasure, yet more of a relief. Mina indulges herself in pleasure more openly, moaning a little louder, reciting her usual profanities in lustful situations. She shows her flexibility by hooking one arm around your neck, twisting her body for a kiss when you ask for it.

"Look at you, love. Look at yourself in the mirror. You're so hot." Both your eyes meet in your reflections again, now it's her turn to struggle keeping the contact. Eyes that are full of haze of lust. Her walls clamp around your fingers a little tighter, Mina is going crazy turned on by the act.

"Cum for me, love. Cum for me. And don't you ever look away." You whisper sensually in her ears. She bites her lip as she fights to keep her eyes open, fixed on you. Her breath, ragged and shivering in sync with the ever increasing pace of your fingertips buried inside her.

In the last moments, she grits her teeth but ultimately loses. A long drawn out moan together with her liquids squirting out of her. Some are in your hands, some in her thighs, but most went straight down to the floor.

"Oh my god, love. Fuck that was good." Even she's surprised by the amount of her cum. You support her weight as her legs give in while she catches her breath. She turns around and wraps her arms around your neck and you share a moment of silence, standing and looking at each other.

"We're not done yet, you know." There's your dick still upright touching her abs, reminding you both of what you still need to accomplish.

"Let's go to bed and you can fuck me there. My legs are long gone, love." She responds.

"Your hair is still dripping, you'll soak the covers."

She pushes you off her and walks out towards the bed. "It's me or the covers." Her confidence rose up once again. The choice is clear, to hell with those covers.

It didn't take long for you to find a home on top of her, in between her legs. Her pussy is as welcoming as ever, tight and slick. You pound her with gusto, missionary style. It has always been your favorite position, nothing beats the full view of her melting in pleasure underneath you. The ease of kissing her, the view of her boobs, her beautiful face. The abs, damn the abs again.

"I'm going to cum inside you, my love." Finally after two failed orgasms, you're going to let it all out.

"Yes please, all of it. Empty yourself in me." With her consent, you muster all strength to chase your peak. The rhythm quickens, the strokes shorten. One last appeal to God and your cum floods her walls. You lost count of how many times your cock pulses ropes of semen, you're just relieved you're finally satisfied.

Your cum leaks out of her the moment you pull out. Both of you laughed at the mess you made. She's a mess. She is yours.

"I'm sorry I missed our date, love. The schedule turned into shit." There's the reason for her lateness. You take your place next to her.

"I should have grievances, you know. I think the steak turned out so well to be ignored like that. But given the state of things, I don't have a reason to complain." You both burst out laughing after.

"You should have seen your face when I stopped fapping you." She teases you.

"Oh no miss. We will not talk about that."

It's 1:40 AM. Your night was not too bad after all.

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Fin.

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