#park jihyo x reader
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watch me take my time
park jihyo x fem!reader ; fluff, smut ; read tutor perks first! this is pt. 2
synopsis: surprising the woman you're dating with tea and pastries turns into a steamy evening, and a more sentimental morning after
warnings: mommy kink ; jihyo receving, reader giving ; jihyo in control for the most part ; smut! ; smut :3 ; and smut ; cursing ; fucking on the couch!!! ; face riding ; yeaahh anything else i didn’t mention ; not proofread, as always lol
a/n: hey! i wasn't sure what to do for a part two, i never know. i didn't really expect tutor perks to get THAT much attention. anyway, I just went with whatever I felt like, i hope you guys like it. lmk what you think!
the parking garage was quite mesmerizing, adorned with lush greenery and meticulously planned layouts. it was a stark contrast to the parking spot on campus that was a fifteen-minute walk from the main campus. compared to the $225 spot at your university, this was undeniably better.
“is this the right place?” sarah, your roommate, asks. “because if it is... you coined a whole sugar mommy.”
“oh shut up.” you say, blushing. sarah laughs at you, then gives you a little hug.
“whatever, get out my car. i have to go see my girlfriend.” sarah says jokingly, to which you respond with a roll of your eyes.
“yeah yeah, see you, love you, bye.” you mutter before getting out the car and shutting the door, watching sarah wave at you teasingly.
walking towards the actual building — littered with plants and the beauty of the exterior catching you off guard — just the sight of it was enough to make you nervous. still, you manage to open the door and step in, feeling intimidated almost immediately just from seeing everyone inside the lobby.
the corporate image time ten was right in front of you: men in suits tailored to perfection exuded an air of confidence as they made way through the bustling lobby, their attention divided between important phone calls and firm handshakes with other mirror images of themselves. meanwhile, women clad in sleek blazers formed clusters, their conversations punctuated by polite laughter and the occasional sip of coffee.
it was safe to assume that you didn’t really fit in, you couldn’t help but feel like a fish out of water in the moment. so, while clutching a bag of pastries and a cup of iced tea from your shift at work, you made a conscious effort to blend into the background as you walked up to the lady behind the desk up front. thankfully, that wasn’t too hard given everyone had been occupied with their own things.
the lady, a shorter looking woman with hair tied up professionally, looked at you unamusingly. she raised a brow as you looked at her, putting a finger up to pause you in place since she looked like she was preoccupied with a phone call.
you balanced the small brown bag of pastries and iced tea in one hand, then moved over to fix the tote bag on your shoulder. the lady finished her call, then turned to you and spoke in a monotoned, uninterested tone.
“hi, how can i help you?”
“hi, um, is jihyo here? she’s still working, right?”
“and who are you?” she asks, looking offended that you even asked that question.
taken aback, you grow a little bashful and respond, “y/n l/n, i'm a...” you clear your throat, “friend of hers. she said if i wanted to stop by, now would be a good time.”
“yeah, alright. you expect me to believe you that miss park said you could stop by?”
“excuse me?” you say, immediately feeling belittled by her tone and look at you. “what do you mean by me? is there something wrong?”
the lady lets out a noise thats a mix of a laugh and a scoff. she sighs, looking down at her desk and pointing down at a paper before responding.
“miss park is a very busy woman, you know that, right? i have to make sure that this is an urgent thing, otherwise, you can see yourself out the door.”
the condescending tone in the desk lady's voice grates on your nerves, sparking irritation within you. you resist the urge to roll your eyes, instead fixing her with a steely gaze as you suppress the retort bubbling up inside you.
"i get that jihyo is busy, seriously," you reply evenly, your frustration simmering beneath the surface. "i'll call her right now if you need confirmation. i have her number and everything. she even texted me—"
"she what?" the desk lady interrupts, her expression shifting from dismissive to incredulous. "you-- you have her personal number?"
"of course i do, it's jihyo we're talking about," you respond matter-of-factly, feeling a twinge of satisfaction at the surprise evident in the woman's reaction.
"i didn't think—wow," the desk lady stammers, clearly caught off guard. she clears her throat, attempting to regain her composure. "miss park doesn’t give anyone here her personal number. s-sorry, i'm a bit taken aback. i'll have someone escort you. i'm sorry for the inconvenience, miss—"
"it's y/n," you interject, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the sudden shift in demeanor from the desk lady. it's almost amusing how quickly she seems to have changed her tune, now treating you with an unexpected level of deference.
the desk lady nods and begins making arrangements for your escort, you can't help but feel a sense of validation at the realization of just how highly regarded jihyo must be. the fact that you have her personal number suddenly feels like some sort of badge of honor, you must be lucky to just know her or interact with her casually—especially in bed, that must be better than any trophy or award. maybe even better than a grammy or something.
a tall, frail older man is by your side in the next minute. before you leave, the lady smiles at you – maybe a little forced given the unnatrual expression – then picks up the phone again, seemingly dialing a number.
the man leads you to an elevator and presses the second to last button, indicating the 11th floor. as the elevator ascends, you stand beside him, taking note of his impeccable posture and the condition of his suit. not a single crease in the fabric, he had to be some kind of perfectionist.
when the elevator doors slide open on the 11th floor, the man steps aside and gestures for you to exit first. his actions are formal, almost ceremonial, and you can't help but feel a sense of significance in the gesture. despite being just a girl who's clocked off work, you find yourself appreciating the unexpected treatment. you’re not against any of this treatment, however.
once you step out of the elevator, the man gestures for you to follow him down the corridor. as you walk, you can't help but be captivated by your surroundings. the corridor is lined with large windows that offer expansive views of the city, bathing the space in natural light and providing a breathtaking backdrop as you continue through the building.
the floor itself is decorated with tasteful elegance, oozing an air of professionalism and refinement. everything is thoroughly arranged, from the sleek furniture to the artful accents that adorn the walls. it's a space that balances functionality and cliche professionalism with an aesthetic appeal, creating an atmosphere that feels both welcoming and authoritative. if this is just one of the floors, you can’t even imagine how wonderful the rest of the building is. maybe jihyo will get to show it to you sometime.
passing by the employees that type away or take calls, he leads you to a room that has large windows, displaying the blinds that block whatever – or whoever – is inside. a sign is plastered on it that says park jihyo, indicating that this is right where you wanted to be.
he knocks on the door three times – somehow sophisticated and professional – then says in his deep voice,
“miss park, i'm sorry to interrupt. you have a visitor.”
silence takes over for a bit before the door is opened, revealing a tired looking jihyo in her blazer and slacks. she doesn’t see you at first, sending daggers at the man covering you before saying in a stern tone,
"chang, you know i'm busy with emails—" jihyo begins, her voice trailing off as she catches sight of you standing in the doorway. immediately, her demeanor softens, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips.
clearing her throat, she regains her composure and gestures for you to enter her office. "ah, y/n, come in," she says, her voice warm and welcoming. turning to the man, chang, she nods in appreciation. "chang, you're dismissed. thank you for escorting her."
chang nods respectfully and takes his leave, leaving you alone with jihyo in her office. as the door closes behind him. jihyo wastes no time in closing the distance between you as soon as the coast is clear.
her hand finds its way to the nape of your neck, pulling you close with a gentle yet firm touch. you feel a rush of warmth as her lips meet yours in a soft, tender kiss. her smile is evident even in the midst of the kiss, and you can't help but mirror her expression, returning the affection with the curve of your own lips.
you pull away, lips inches apart. jihyo smiles at you sweetly.
“what are you doing here?”
“you said you would be relatively free, i just got off work. i got you something to eat, figured you’d be hungry and... i wanted to see you.”
it's been almost three months since your first – very intimate – night with jihyo. the two of you continue to see each other, both intimately and regularly. dating jihyo has been pretty nice, though both of you have times where you don’t have time to see each other, so it’s nice to have moments like these.
as the weeks turn into almost three months, your relationship with jihyo continues to evolve. jihyo asked you out on proper dates, rather than her eating you out, she wanted to eat something else and get to know you better.
despite the demands of your respective schedules, the two of you make a concerted effort to see each other as often as possible. whether it's her inviting you over when her nephew isn’t around to evenings spent curled up together on the couch or having wine and a conversation. every moment shared with jihyo was precious
dating jihyo has brought a sense of joy into your life, a feeling of being understood and cherished in a way that you've never experienced before, none of your high school relationships made you feel this way. and while there are times when conflicting schedules and obligations pulled you apart, those moments only serve to make the time you spend together even more precious.
“you’re so sweet honey, come, sit.” jihyo says thankfully, guiding you to the large couch that gives you an even better view of the city.
you sit next to her and place the goods on the table, then immediately. she rests her head against your shoulder. a smile plays across your lips, and slight worry seeps into your skin. jihyo must be tired, judging from how limp she is against you, so you grab her hands and hold them gently, rubbing her knuckles and letting her relax a bit.
as you sit down next to jihyo and place the goods on the table, you can't help but notice the fatigue etched into her features. she leans her head against your shoulder, a smile plays across your lips as you feel her weight against you, but a slight twinge of worry creeps into your heart. jihyo must be exhausted, judging from how limp she is against you. without a word, you reach out and gently take her hands in yours, intertwining your fingers with hers.
you begin to rub her knuckles soothingly, hoping to ease some of the tension that seems to have taken hold of her. her fingers are a little bonier, hands noticeably more mature given the slight age gap between the two of you. a ring is around the base of her middle finger, something expensive looking with a small apricot-colored gem in it. in the warmth of your touch seems to relax her, and you can feel the tension slowly melting away as she leans into your embrace.
“you seem drained, was work exhausting?” you ask, turning to face her.
“just some really incompetent men and everything has been getting on my nerves. lots of deadlines that need to be met and some of my employees have been slacking.” jihyo sighs, “things are getting better, though. i made some... arrangements that should have things back in order.”
“i see.” you say, playing with her fingers. you press a kiss to the top of her head and reach for the iced tea, moving the straw to her mouth. “this should give you some energy, it’s the house tea, something peachy and sweet.”
“aw, you’re too kind, doll.” she says, pouting her lower lip before taking a sip. she takes a few more sips before grabbing the drink from your hand and setting it down on the table, then pecks your lips. “you’re seriously a gift, darling.”
almost three months and her little petnames still make your heart race, you don’t know if you’ll ever get used to them.
“sweetheart, if it’s not too much, could you massage my upper back? there's a lot of tension, god, it’s killing me.”
“of course.”
jihyo turns away from you so that her back faces you, and you place your hands on her tense shoulders. squeezing lightly to get her accustomed, she immediately relaxes into your touch, sighing as you massage her. she moves her head down so you can reach more of the stiff areas, and once your thumbs add more pressure, she lets out a louder sigh, more of a groan that makes you giggle, and leaving some room for imagination to other ways that can make her sound like that.
as jihyo turns away, her back facing you, you instinctively place your hands on her tense shoulders. with gentle pressure, you begin to massage her muscles, hoping to provide some relief from the tension that has accumulated there from whatever she’s been up to all day.
at first, jihyo tenses slightly at your touch, but as you continue to knead her shoulders, she gradually relaxes into your hands. a soft sigh escapes her lips as she leans into your touch, allowing you better access to the stiff areas of her muscles.
you adjust your position slightly, moving your hands to target the areas of greatest tension. with firm yet gentle pressure, you work your thumbs into the knots, eliciting a deeper sigh from jihyo's lips. the sound is more of a groan, and it sends a shiver down your spine, igniting a playful giggle.
“good?”
“ah- great.” she says through gritted teeth. she moves her hair over to once side, then asks, “can you get this side for me?” to which you respond with a hum.
as you continue to massage her shoulders, you can't help but let your mind wander, imagining other ways to draw out this genre of sounds from her. but for now, you're content to focus on the task at hand, providing jihyo with the comfort and relaxation she so desperately needs. and as you feel her muscles begin to loosen beneath your touch, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that you're able to provide her with some relief.
however, this doesn’t necessarily mean that your mind is completely free of other intimate scenarios.
jihyo gets a little louder, failing to suppress the groans that slip past her lips. your hands slow down, instead, you start to slide your hands down her back and around her waist, gently placing them on the sides. leaning closer, you place a chaste kiss on the skin that isn’t covered by her hair, smirking into her.
“what are you doing honey?” she asks softly, turning her head just barely to catch you in her peripheral.
instead of responding verbally, you press longer, lingering kisses along jihyo's neck. with each gentle caress of your lips, she begins to relax further, her body responding to the intimacy of your affection.
sensing her movement, you feel her hand come to rest lightly on your head, her fingers tangling softly in your hair. the sensation sends a shiver down your spine, a warmth spreads throughout your body as you continue to place kisses along her neck.
slowly, almost imperceptibly, jihyo begins to turn toward you, her movements guided by the gentle coaxing of your lips against her skin. as she shifts, her hand remains on your head, the gentle pressure of her touch grounding you in the moment. with each kiss, you feel the tension melting away from jihyo's body.
finally, when she’s turned towards you, you catch her lips with your own. jihyo hums into the kiss, her hand moving from your head to the base of your neck, then to your shoulder.
you pull away briefly to mutter, “feeling better?” to which jihyo responds by pulling you in by the hem of your jacket, closing the distance again.
as the kisses between you and jihyo grow soft and slow, a familiar heat begins to build between you. your tongues meet again, this wouldn’t be the first time for sure.
feeling a surge of need coursing through you, you subtly shift your position, guiding jihyo down until she's reclining on the couch. with a smooth, fluid motion, you position yourself on top of her, your body pressing against hers, heat radiating off the two of you.
in this moment, you find yourself taking control – in contrast to how it usually goes. as you deepen the kiss, your hands roam freely over jihyo's body, tracing the curves of her figure before sliding your hands under the edge of her shirt. she gasps at the feeling of your fingers on her skin, leaving you to kiss the corner of her mouth and trail down.
with jihyo beneath you, her body yielding to your touch as you trail kisses down to her neck, you feel a sense of power and satisfaction wash over. you nip gently at her neck – careful not to make any noticeable marks – while she claws at your clothing.
“baby-- darling, god,” she groans as you nip at the right spot with your teeth. she lets you indulge for a few minutes more, clearly enjoying it as much as you do before halting your actions as you slide your hands up closer to her chest under her shirt.
you pause, pulling away and looking at her with confusion, “sorry, too much?”
“never too much,” jihyo assures, placing a hand on your cheek while she catches her breath. “my employees are outside.”
your eyes widen, then you get the message and mutter, “oh.”
jihyo giggles at your response before lifting her head up to kiss you deeply again, pulling away with a noticeable sound made from your lips parting. “you’re adorable.” she says before grabbing your phone out your pocket and checking the time briefly. “my nephew isn’t home, so how about we get situated at my place? i should’ve left the office thirty minutes ago.”
“anything you’d like.”
-
with jihyo’s purse in your hand, you follow her into the house. the lights are off and it’s clear that no one’s home, leaving many possible opportunities for the two of you and even more scenarios to run through your head.
“have you had dinner? and don’t say you’ve had those pastries, that’s not enough darling.” jihyo says lightheartedly, though stern enough to let you know she’s serious. she places her purse on the counter and takes off her blazer, which reveals the shirt hugging her figure neatly. she's looking through the purse now, back faced you and you can’t help but check her out briefly. “if not, i'll order takeout.”
“that’s perfect.” you respond. jihyo turns towards you and grins, walking over and pecking your lips.
“yeah, i'll grab us some wine. order anything you’d like, love.”
“i’ve been craving bento bowls, is something japanese fine?”
“anything is fine, i'm starving even after that scone.” jihyo giggles, “also, it’s almost six. i have a little work call to answer, but after that we have the rest of tonight and the weekend if you’re not occupied with classes.”
“perfect, i'll just order for pick up then and then i'll be back in time for us to eat and whatnot. sound okay?”
“that’s lovely, then i'll have to find my favorite wine for us. the best for the best.”
you giggle before pressing your lips against hers again, pulling away just barely before she closes the distance again. her arms rest on her shoulders as she pushes you closer, then she deepens the kiss.
without thinking, you move yourselves over so that jihyo’s against the counter, your hands sliding under her shirt yet again and lips sliding down to the soft skin on her neck. she groans at the feeling, tilting her head back to give you more access to her as she tightens her hold on your shoulder.
“later tonight,” you mutter in between kisses, rubbing circles on her skin under her shirt. “let me help you relax, yeah?” you nip at her skin lightly and she lets out a sharp breath, hand moving to the side of your neck. “let me do the work this time, you deserve to sit back for once.”
“y/n--” jihyo begins, but is cut off by the sound of a phone ringing against the counter. she groans in frustration; this is the angriest you’ve seen her. her brows furrow and she tenses her jaw as she picks up the phone, then looks at you apologetically.
“you should take that.”
jihyo sighs, then kisses your nose. “you should order dinner.”
“mhm.” you mumble before kissing her jawline, removing your hands from under her shirt and jihyo whines just barely. her skin seems colder now that your hands aren’t on them, tracing patterns and rubbing up and down the landmarks.
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jihyo gave you the keys before you had left, so you didn’t have to ring the doorbell or anything – you assumed she’d still be on that work call.
as you enter the room, you find jihyo standing against the counter, her posture tense and her expression drawn with frustration. she's wearing something different: a cropped t-shirt and comfy sweatpants instead of her work attire. with one hand, she pinches the bridge of her nose, while the other holds a phone to her ear. she listens intently, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she navigates the seemingly irritating conversation on the other end of the line.
one arm crosses defensively while her gaze remains fixed on some distant point on the wood floor. to her left, on the smooth marble countertop, you notice two glasses and an unopened bottle of white wine.
“yes, i already have my employees on it.” you hear her say, tone stern yet level. “look, according to the results and feedback we’re doing fine, so i don’t understand why this meeting is still in session. i know you want to be secure, but doubting me won’t secure what’s already set. everything is fine, so go talk to samuel if you really want to bicker with someone who can’t do their job. he's been slacking with his unit; i've seen the data. goodbye.”
a small “ugh” is muttered under her breath before she places the phone down, then looks over to see you standing in the entrance of the hallway. a smile tugs at her lips immediately upon seeing you.
“two teriyaki salmon bentos for the struggling college student and her beautiful, older, hardworking, hot older woman.”
jihyo snickers, laughing at your stupid little titles. “calling me old?”
“well maybe... i’m into that though, so stay old.”
jihyo rolls her eyes at you, then watches you pull out the to go bowls out onto the table nearby. she walks over herself and brings the glasses and the wine bottle over. before she takes out the cork with her tool, she places a kiss on your cheek and mumbles against you a soft, “thank you.”
you grin and kiss her back before going back to the kitchen to grab utensils, and then back to the table to sit down next to your lover.
grabbing the boxes and handing jihyo a spoon, you ask, “how was your day? work seemed rough.”
a sigh leaves her lips, her aura radiating exhaustion and irriation, yet she stays calm and content before your eyes.
“just a lot of deadlines and dreadful people to deal with today, but it’s over and you made me feel better.”
“i’m glad.” you say, putting a hand on her thigh. “let’s eat, maybe you’ll be less exhausted.” to which jihyo responds with a nod and a kiss to your knuckles.
the sliding door in front of you two gave a great view of the setting sun, which made dinner quite romantic. jihyo shared more about her day, though it was mostly complaints mixed with frustrated grunts and groans when bringing up the men she had to face. you on the other hand, shared some small anecdotes from your shift and your roommate's own drama to jihyo, which she enjoyed listening to. before you knew it, dinner was finished – bowls clean and all, barely any remnants of the food left – which urged you two to throw away the plastic containers and head to the couch to sit and sip on wine.
jihyo sat beside you and swirled her wine around before sniffing, then took a small sip. you did the same, eyes lighting up from how good it was, which made jihyo laugh. and then the two of you went on to talk about more small things, ranging from what annoyed each of you during the day and things you both looked forward to.
the next thing you knew, your head was against jihyo’s shoulder, and your now empty glass was set on the table with hers.
“at least the day is over, hyo.”
she snickers upon hearing the name, then turns to you with a smile.
“hyo?”
“sorry, don’t like that name?”
“no, i love it. it's cute.” she assures, “adorable.”
“yeah?” you say, grinning. shifting yourself up to sit up right, you brush a strand of hair behind jihyo’s ear. “any plans tomorrow?” you ask, staring at her lips blatantly.
“no, what are you up to darling?”
you giggle and run your hand down to her jaw, placing your thumb on her lip and applying subtle pressure.
“let me help you relax tonight.” you simply answer, smirking devilishly. “seems like you need it.”
in no time, your lips make their way over to hers, you kiss her slowly and savor her. she places her hand on your shoulder, gripping slightly as you deepen the kiss.
your hands find their way under jihyo’s shirt again in no time, though at first, your fingers simply brush against her skin before doing anything big. you're taking your time exploring her, finding out which area on her rib makes her kiss sloppier or her breath shorter. you feel her responding to your touch, her movements becoming more urgent, more fervent.
jihyo's hands roam over your body in tandem with your own explorations, one hand in your hair and the other on the base of your wrist. you're both consumed by the heat of the moment, kisses with more tongue, breaths heavier, and jihyo’s groans getting louder. it's perfect.
you create a gap between the two of you after pulling away, your own breath heavy. jihyo looks at you: red, puffy lips and peach colored cheeks from the intimacy.
looking down at the edge of jihyo’s shirt, you silently ask to take it off by playing with the edge of the fabric.
“take it off.” she says lowly, almost an order.
nodding, you slip the shirt off, gazing at her clad chest.
you've seen her naked before – more than you can count on one hand – yet, she still manages to leave you in awe.
“fuck, you’re beautiful.” you sigh, immediately making your way over to her neck. “i could have you like this all day.” you groan against her skin, right before sucking near her pulse point so harshly to the point where she moans your name out, subconsciously gripping your hair and tugging so roughly it hurts your scalp.
blindly, you start to unclasp her bra, discarding it somewhere in the room – you could care less where it landed – and tending to the new area exposed.
a brush of your finger on her nipple already has it perked up, making her groan loudly. saying it’s music to your ears would be an understatement, it’s better than any symphony.
“y/n, baby,” jihyo moans, feeling a wetness pooling down in between her legs. “ah-”
your mouth lands on her chest, then down to her tits. you press a chaste kiss to her tits, making her look down at you with furrowed brows and parted lips. with full eye contact, you travel to the swell of her breast, finding your way to her nipple and swirling your tongue around. the way you suck on her sensitivity is enough to make her groan right in front of your face. the way her mouth gapes and oh, how lovely she sounds; you could get used to this for sure.
and later you pay attention to her other breast, treating it with the same care and evoking more lewd sounds from the older woman. the way she folds under your touch, twitching and slowly losing herself while she’s weak to you; jihyo could use more rest days, especially ones that have hours dedicated to you indulging in her.
moments later, after earning at least a song’s duration of jihyo’s indescribable pleasure seeping from her lips, you decide to look at the mess you’ve made.
marks of pink ranging to a darker red – even a near purple – are littered all over her skin, from her neck to all over her chest area. you bite your lip at the sight, rubbing your finger along a few of the hickeys.
“y/n, baby,” jihyo starts, looking at you intensely. “shirt off, down on the couch now. don't make me ask twice.” she orders breathlessly, narrowing her eyes and expecting immediate obedience – which she receives without question.
despite how much you’ve riled up and left her, she still has that natural authority. there's absolutely no way you could disobey her, at the end of the day, no matter what you’ve done to her; you belong to jihyo now, no doubt.
“yes ma’am.”
as you slip the shirt off in one motion, jihyo uses that short duration of time to slip off her comfortable pants, discarding them and slipping her panties off. she watches you – who's watching her in return – you're propped up by your elbows as you watch her sit on your lap, feeling your pussy throb just from the feeling of her bare cunt on the denim covering your heat.
“good girl, always. you know how to listen to me, glad you know your place.”
“of course.” you say, looking at her with desperate eyes.
“you know how i've told you about today, yeah? it was so difficult, so many incompetent people. you’re going to listen to me, okay? you're gonna let mommy use you just like the good girl you are, got it?”
taken aback by the new title, you hesitate to respond, too entranced by the sight in front of you: jihyo completely naked, on your nap, with her hands resting on your abdomen to hold herself up. when she doesn’t get a response from you, she grinds harshly against your lap, earning a pathetic whine from you.
she presses her hand down on your abdomen harder, earning a sharp breath from your lips.
“you answer me when i talk to you, i won’t say this again.”
“y-yes, sorry.”
she leans closer, her face above yours and gaze sharp. “yes who?”
with no hesitation, you correct yourself. “yes mommy, i'm sorry, i'll be a good girl from now on.”
jihyo smiles, pleased to say the least.
“down on the couch then honey, on your back.” she says gently, though there’s still that stern tone.
you gulp, then nod. jihyo smiles as you set your head down, putting your arms off to the side so your hands can gently caress her thighs. she gets up on her knees, repositioning herself so that her cunt is hovering above your chin, then stroking your cheek lightly. you look at her with puppy eyes, silently begging for her to let you get a taste; she gets the message almost immediately, then sets her cunt right above your mouth.
your hands reach for the sides of her waist, moving her down just an inch so you can get a taste of her arousal.
she groans again, throwing her head back before looking back at you with creased brows: your cheeks are red, your eyes are closed, and you’re humming against her while you eat her out ravenously. the last time you had eaten someone out had been a while ago, and jihyo’s been the one fucking you to oblivion since the first night with her. you're following her body, sliding your tongue up her folds and sucking on her clit once you reach. she gasps and grips your hair the way you like it, rough and demanding. her nails dig into your scalp, and you let out a little moan yourself, turned on just as much as you are when she’s doing everything to you.
attentive to the sounds she’s making, you keep doing what earns the more pleasing reactions. she's griding against the flat of your tongue, forcibly pushing your mouth into her wetness the more you indulge. she's moaning louder, her deep, mature voice growing breathy and higher pitched the more you please her.
and then she shifts your lips over to the left side of her clit, so you suck and lick and groan until the living room is filled with the sound of squelches of her pussy and your mouth coming into contact mixed with moans that fade into nothing as they’re caught in throats. jihyo's cursing more and more, holding you in one spot with that one hand gripping onto your hair like there’s no tomorrow whilst she grinds herself on your tongue and completely uses you.
“y/n, y/n darling, honey, fuck, ah-!” she cries out, shaking until she isn’t, propping herself up with one hand on your hip bone and the other loosening her grip on your now disheveled hair. she grinds slowly now, still stimulating the aching between her legs whilst you clean up all her climax with your tongue.
slowly, you take your time licking up her folds, savoring her. a press to her clit later and you're pressing more on her inner thigh until she shifts herself off your face and back to your lap.
she runs a hand through her hair – some strands sticking to her forehead.
you catch your breath, then sit up a little bit, jihyo still in your lap.
“feeling better?” you ask, your hand settling on her explosed ribcage before moving up to cup the bottom of her tit.
“much better.” she grins, fixing the hair she’s ruined. strands fall over your face, she runs a few fingers through to fix it up again.
laughing, you lean closer to press a kiss to her lips, smirking once you part away.
“y/n,” jihyo begins, twirling a piece of hair with her fingers. “you’ll be a good girl, right?”
you nod.
“good, because the night isn’t over.” she says menacingly, looking at you with darkened pupils. “on the ground, on your knees. you're gonna eat mommy out until she’s satisfied, got it?”
“yes ma’am, yes mommy.” you say, immediately switching positions.
jihyo watches you move over to the ground, the visible patch of arousal apparent on your denim as you kneel. she traces down the grooves of your torso, indulging in the sight before sitting back and spreading her legs.
seeing her like this, you lick your lips. you're like an obedient puppy, eager to receive her approval and eager to serve her in any way she sees fit.
jihyo raises her brows at the sight and smiles devilishly at how pathetic you look. she gives you the green light after relishing your submission.
“eat.”
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just like every other morning, you’re stuck in jihyo’s bed half naked. some sports bra covers the upper half of your body, and boy shorts hug the skin just below your waist. the older woman’s hands are wrapped around your waist, one hand sitting on the exposed hip bone that pops out, and she’s warm against you, her chest rising and falling against your back.
shifting subtly in your place, you turn over to face her.
her face is bare, no makeup on and it’s just jihyo before you. she's rubbing her hands on the exposed skin on your hip, mumbling something groggily under her breath. it's been a while since you’ve seen her like this – it's been a bit since you’ve been alone with her, really alone, just the two of you and no one else or worry of interruption.
“mm, honey,” jihyo mumbles, and you can’t tell if she’s awake or asleep while saying this. “closer.”
“okay.”
you find your nose in the crook of her neck, smelling faint hints of lavender while you press closing. she rubs your shoulder with her thumb, tracing patterns and shapes you can’t really put a name on. the sun hits her eyes, you hear a little groan, and then a little yawn that gives you the hint that she’s fully awake.
a hand finds itself tangled in your hair, then massages your scalp. “did you sleep alright?” jihyo asks, voice gentle and caring as she holds you.
“i slept great, you?”
“wonderfully.”
a kiss is pressed to your forehead and fingers play with the rim of your boy shorts. a soft smile plays across your face, you close your eyes and breathe out.
“sweetheart.” jihyo hums, tapping your shoulder.
“hm?”
“i realized i've never really, fully expressed how thankful i am for you.”
upon hearing jihyo’s sentimental words, you pull away from where your face had been nestled, face to face with jihyo now.
“what?”
“i haven’t been that, well--” jihyo’s face flushes – to oyur surprise – she looks down at your clad chest, then back at your eyes. “relaxed. you helped me unwind, thank you.”
you can’t help but giggle, finidng all of this so cute. jihyo had been ordering you around last night, moaning so loud the neighbors probably heard. you can still feel a little ache in your scalp from how roughly she was pulling at your hair; everything about the night before was so lewd. it's funny how vulnerable and cute jihyo’s being right now, letting her heart do the talking.
“you’re adorable, hyo.” you sigh, looking at her with admiration. “i’m glad i was there to help, and i'm looking forward to helping out whenever you want.”
“y/n.” jihyo begins, placing her hand on your cheek and looking at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world. “will you be my girlfriend?”
giggling again upon hearing the seriousness in her voice and the adorable look on her face, you nod.
“of course.”
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at the end of the weekend – a beautiful sunday evening, the sky painted hues of pink and purple – you’re in your desginated spot: the passenger’s side of jihyo’s car.
both of you sit in silence as jihyo exits the freeway, some pop song playing on the radio. her hand is intertwined with yours, elbows sitting on the little compartment that seperates the two seats. she's humming along and it’s music to your ears, you’re smiling ear to ear as you watch her.
sunglasses sit on the crown of her head, her side profile staying in its place while the scenery behind her flashes by as the car moves forward. she's beautiful.
once you reach your apartment complex, jihyo parks somewhere close.
“don’t move, just stay there.” you warn her, sounding all serious and looking at her with raised brows.
“darling, what?” she asks, a little smile tugging at the corner of her lips. she giggles once you leave the car hurriedly, rushing towards the other side to open her door.
“miss park.” you say, putting your hand out. jihyo laughs, amused at your little gesture. she takes your hand and steps out, rolling her eyes at you.
“you’re unbelieveable.”
“well, after seeing how scared everyone was at your work place the other day, i feel like i should treat you better.”
“you’re my girlfriend, not my employee y/n.” jihyo scoffs, then kisses the back of your hand.
once you make it to your apartment, you knock on the door, waiting for the familiar face to open the door for you.
sarah opens the door a few seconds later, eyes widnening upon seeing you and jihyo right in front of her – hands holding and all.
“oh my god you really did manage to get with her.” sarah says in disbelief, making you roll oyur eyes and the little comment making jihyo snicker. “you’re jihyo? wow, oh my god, you look so young – i mean, you are, like--”
“i get what you mean, thank you.” jihyo responds lightheartedly, smiling at the woman in front of her.
the two of you step in and sarah is still examining jihyo, baffled by how unreal she looks – and wow, your descriptions and rambles about this woman did not prepare her for this meeting. jihyo sets herself down on the couch and sarah pulls you to the side quickly before the two of you join her.
“oh my god when you said older woman i didn’t expect godly cheekbones, jawline sharper than a knife, and fucking luxury to show up holding your hand.”
“she’s amazing.”
“ugh, you’re drooling.” sarah sighs.
you smile at your roommate like a proud little kid, pushing her lightly before joining your now girlfriend on the couch.
maybe majoring in education was worth it, you think to yourself as you watch sarah grin at the two of you from across where you’re sitting. despite your dreadful research papers, essays, and mock lectures – all of it was worth it if it meant meeting jihyo.
sarah puts a leg over the other, leaning back against the smaller seat in your living room.
“you know, y/n has been gushing over you since like, the first time she tutored your nephew. she's kept me up at night just talking about--”
“sarah!”
#miinatozakiii#twice x reader#kpop x reader#twice imagines#park jihyo#twice jihyo#jihyo imagines#jihyo x reader#park jihyo x reader
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⭑ — fan meet : park jihyo x fem!reader
☆ warnings! : smut. g!p Jihyo. bottom!reader. top!jihyo. semi public sex. cum dump reader. horny jihyo. medium degradation. just strangers fucking in a storage room. written under the cut!
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You’re not entirely sure how this happened. One minute you were sitting down in front of her; meeting her deep brown eyes, her warm smile. Watching the way she laughed happily and chatted with you as she signed your copy of ‘ZONE’.
And the next minute you were half undressed, holding onto a storage rack for dear life as her thick cock pounded ruthlessly inside of you. Okay, so your idol had a cock too. Add that to the list of things you weren’t expecting.
You were trying, and failing, to keep in your moans. Forcing yourself to bite down on your lip at the relentless assault. But god, did it feel good. Jihyo stretched you out perfectly, molding you to the shape of her dick. Your thighs were slick with your own arousal, mixing with the load of cum she had already dumped inside of you.
“Such a dirty girl,” Jihyo growled, grabbing a fist full of your heart as she pounded from behind. “Be quiet. If someone catches us we’re both dead.”
“Suh..sorry..” You whimper, head slightly tilted back now at the sheer voice of Jihyo grabbing it. Her body pressed warmly into yours, fitting like a puzzle piece, and god it made you feel fucking euphoric.
Jihyo scoffed, her hips slapped a little harder against yours. “Yeah i’m sure you are, dirty slut.”
Oh, her degradation has your head spinning.
She yanks your hair softly. “Don’t go nodding off on your idol now, slut." Jihyo bends, her mouth attaching to your neck and biting down enough you think blood will start pouring.
A harsh moan leaves your lips and you shake, trembling and clamping a little tighter around her cock. Jihyo grunts at the action, her cock twitching a bit inside your warm pussy as she rhythmically slaps her hips against yours.
"So fucking tight...like you haven't been touched in years," She pushes a little deeper in, caressing your G-spot. "Don't you worry baby, i'll stretch you out so well..you'll be aching for my cock for weeks after."
Oh, fuck. The way she says that...
"Would you like that, babygirl?" Jihyo tugs your hair again. "Of course you would, because you're my dirty little slut. Aren't you?"
Whimpering, you nod along. "Y-yes.."
Jihyo rolls her eyes and yanks, diving her cock deep inside of you. "Say it like you mean it, whore."
"A-Ah..!" You look at her and blush feverently. "I...I'm you're dirty little slut...and I want you to..stretch me out..."
"Good slut." Jihyo coos, dropping your hair and leaning back up. Her hands fall on your hips and she sets back up her previously rough rhythm, slightly shaking the storage rack as she fucked you silly.
Your moans echoed in the room, despite you trying to stay quiet. That mixed with the sounds of slapping and the grunts Jihyo let escape led to a lewd atmosphere. To Jihyo, it was almost pornographic the way those hips of yours bounces as she rammed in and out, hardly giving you even a second to breathe.
"Ji..Jihyo-" You whine, feeling a sharp knot forming in your stomach. You were close, you both knew that.
Jihyo grunts and rams her cockhead against your half filled womb, wanting to fill you with load after load. And you'd let her, right? You were her little cum dump after all.
"Close," The idol mumbles to you, squeezing your precious hips and digging her nails there. Fuck, the sight of your back was so erotic to her. "So fucking tight..."
Another low whine leaves the back of your throat. You suck air through your teeth and it feels damn near hypnotic. The feeling is absolutely euphoric, and Jihyo just won't stop fucking you deep.
Finally, you both reach the highest peak possible, quietly literally coming with a crash as she slams in again- slightly knocking you against the rack as her warm cum spurts deep into your womb, coating the inside of your cunt and her cock.
"Fuck," Jihyo husks, slowly pulling in and out to fuck you through your orgasm. "My little cum dump...so fucking good."
Your eyes close as you adjust to the feeling of being filled. Jihyo's hand slides from your hip and softly rubs at the dip in your back, sighing aloud. "Take it in, baby."
You nod meekly. "I am.."
"Mm, good." Then, Jihyo slowly slides her throbbing cock out of your leaking pussy. You hear the sound of her clothes rustling, then a zipper of her pants most likely. Pushing up a little deliriously, you turn and lean back against the rack, watching as she adjusts.
Then she looks up at you and smiles, leaning in and pecking your lips. Her hand lands on your hip and rubs softly. "Let's do this again sometime, sweetheart."
You can't help but swoon a bit, nodding along. "Okay.."
You'd be sure to attend the next fan meet too.
#⭑ — dee’s writing#park jihyo x reader#park jihyo#park jihyo smut#park jihyo x fem reader#park jihyo x reader smut#twice smut#twice x reader#twice x fem reader#twice x you#g!p jihyo#jihyo#jihyo x reader#jihyo smut#jihyo x reader smut#reader x jihyo#reader x jihyo smut
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Twice - Toy
Pairing: Twice x Female Reader (Non Idol AU)
Fandom: Twice
Requested by: Anonymous
Request: Can I request g!p twice with sub poly reader
Summary: After being kicked out of your house by your landlord, your sister asks her friends to let you stay with them at their dorm. What you didn't expected was becoming their sex toy as a payment for staying.
Warning(s): Smut, 18+ content, G!P Twice, Degradation, Y/N basically sleeping with every Twice member
A/N: I hope that it came out alright and to your liking. Thanks for requesting <3
3rd's POV
"Yeah, they said that it's fine for you to stay there until you find another place for yourself, Nayeon assured me about it hundreds times already"
Your sister's words resonated throughout your head as you stood in front of the big building. The paper with an address on it in your hand as you looked between it and the building nervously, confirming that you were indeed at the right place. Your sister assured you that her friends were fine with you staying for a while so you shouldn't be so nervous right? But on the other hand you've never met them so it's okay for you to be nervous, especially since you are going to be living with them for some time.
Sighing you knocked on the door waiting for a reply, on the other side you could hear multiple different whispers and the sound of footsteps coming up. Suddenly the door swung open and to your eyes came a woman that you recognize from the picture of her and your sister. Jihyo was her name if you remembered correctly "Hi, you must be Y/N right? Come in" She smiled at you as she took a step aside to let you in. You walked in with your luggage as you looked around the living room.
In front of you stood eight other women, all of them just as gorgeous as the one who let you in. You smiled awkwardly at them, feeling even more nervous because of all these eyes on you. You weren't expecting to be living with nine other people, you thought it's going to be three or four maybe. As if sensing your nerves, Jihyo stepped in "Okay guys come on, you'll only make her nervous with all this staring. Now my name is Jihyo, and this is Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu" Jihyo introduced each of the girls before looking back at you "You're the same age as our Tzuyu right? Then you will be sharing a room with her" Tzuyu came up to you to help you carry your stuff to her room.
"Such a shame, I would love to share a room with her" Jeongyeon slapped Sana's shoulder after she said that as you only blushed. Her eyes only made the comment even more suggestive. You quickly followed Tzuyu upstairs, still feeling their eyes following your every move. You tried brushing it off since you were someone they didn't knew yet but still, something in their eyes told you that they were up to some no good. Still they were your sister's friends so you had to trust her that she wouldn't put you in the house full of psychos.
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"Ah fuck-" You cursed as Sana's cock pumped in and out of you. You gripped the table as she pushed you more and more into it with her every thrust. You weren't sure how you found yourself in this situation, a few minutes ago you were making a food for yourself when Sana came in and now you were pressed against the table with Sana's cock filling you up from behind you. You knew that you shouldn't do it with a girl you knew only 2 weeks but it felt too good and you didn't wanted her to stop.
"Does it turn you on? The thought of anyone coming in and seeing you being a whore for my cock?" She punctuated each word with deep thrusts causing you to come with a scream that was muffled by her hand. She continuing pumping in and out of you until she came deep inside you. Just then Dahyun came to the kitchen, seeing you two in such a position caused her own dick to harden. You gulped nervously while Sana only smirked "Oh such a good timing, want to join?" Honestly Dahyun didn't had to be told twice, her pants were already on the floor when Sana finished her question.
Sana pulled out of you and switched places with Dahyun who spitted on her cock to lubricate it before pushing it in you. You were still sensitive from Sana's one so you whined at the feeling. Still your hips pushed themselves more into her with every thrust. As Dahyun continued fucking you, you looked to the side to see Sana jerking herself off while watching you two. The smirk still on her face when she looked at how fucked out and desperate you were. She walked back to you and put her dick near your lips "Come on, I know you want it" She pushed her whole length in your mouth, grunting at how warm your mouth was.
They continue fucking you like this, Dahyun thrusting in your pussy and Sana in your mouth until they filled you full of their cum. They looked at the work they did with smiles before they left you there, all fucked out and tired.
Of course Sana couldn't keep her mouth shut for long and the news about what happened between you, her and Dahyun reached Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung and Mina. Of course they got curious about it because who wouldn't, especially when they were very interested in you already. That's why they decided that they wanted to have some fun with you too so they called you over to Jeongyeon's room. You went there because you thought that they wanted to talk about something but instead you found yourself gagging on Jeongyeon's cock while Mina and Chaeyoung fucked your holes.
Mina was busy with your pussy while Chaeyoung pumped in and out of your ass, both weren't too keen on going slow making you lose your mind especially since at the same time Jeongyeon was using your mouth as a living fleshlight made just to get herself off. They continued fucking you like this until they came but even then they just switched positions before resuming what they've started, not caring if you were tired or not and for some weird reason you liked the roughness of it all.
It's safe to say that you've spend a good few hours in that room with them before you walked out on wobbling legs.
Momo managed to get you along with Tzuyu in the bathroom. You were taking a shower when Momo suddenly barged in, not knowing that you were in there "Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't knew you were here" She tried to apologize and look away but you could see from how hard she got that she didn't wanted to look away "It's fine but you can come in if you want to" Honestly you would be lying if you said that you didn't wanted Momo to took you right there and then so how could you just let her leave after getting her hard?
To help her, you let her fuck you however she wanted so she decided to fuck you hard against the wall. Her dick thrusted deep inside you as she held you up and against the wall. Truthfully the fact that she showed how strong she was only made you more turned on for her. She continued pumping in and out of you and soon the door opened and Tzuyu walked in, freezing when she saw what was happening. Momo being too busy fucking you, didn't noticed her until she finally came in you.
When she finally noticed the youngest of them standing there, she smiled "Come here Tzuyu" Doing as she was told Tzuyu walked over slowly. Momo put you down and went behind you, letting Tzuyu take the front. Tzuyu looked at you for an approval and after getting it, she pushed herself into you, moaning at the feeling of your walls clenching around her. Just as she was slowly fucking you, Momo entered your ass from behind and held you up a little to give herself and Tzuyu better angle to thrust.
And just like before they continued fucking you until they tired you out but instead of leaving you, they helped you get cleaned up before helping you to bed.
Of course after hearing about all of this Nayeon couldn't just let herself be the one who hasn't fucked you yet so she called you over to her room. After talking with you for a bit she started getting very touchy with you before she straightforwardly said that she wanted to fuck you, so she did. She pushed you into the bed as she fucked you against it, your moans muffled by the bed and back all covered in marks made by her.
"You like it huh? You like being our little sex toy? Honestly if you continue paying us like this then you can stay here forever, you would like that huh?" You could only wordlessly nod, the feeling of her cock hitting all the right spots deep inside you made you unable to make any coherent sentence. Your wall clenched around her as you reached your climax and came right along with her. Her warm cum filled you to the brim as you moaned at the feeling.
Before you could say anything Nayeon started moving her hips again, planning to breed you multiple times.
Lastly Jihyo, your sister best friend. Of course she also wasn't able to resist you and had to have you to herself alone in her room. She had you pinned against her bed as her cock moved inside you slowly, she made sure to savor the moment before she went crazy "Your sister would kill me if she found out about this" Her hips started moving faster at the thought of your sister finding out about her friends constantly fucking her precious little sister. Jihyo knew that she won't be happy but your pussy just felt too good.
"She told me to take good care of you so that's what I'm doing right?" She thrusted inside you faster and faster as you nodded at her words "F-Fuck yesss, sooo good fuc-" You managed to get out and Jihyo smiled. She sucked on your boobs as her moves started becoming more and more unsteady and soon she was cumming inside you. Still her hips couldn't stop moving and she continued this whole thing not caring if your sister was going to find out or not.
It was your decision to let yourself be their toy and you were okay with letting them use you like this since they let you live with them. Plus you liked the feeling of being used like this by them.
#vex writes#twice x reader#twice reactions#im nayeon x reader#yoo jeongyeon x reader#hirai momo x reader#minatozaki sana x reader#park jihyo x reader#myoui mina x reader#kim dahyun x reader#son chaeyoung x reader#chou tzuyu x reader#im nayeon#yoo jeongyeon#hirai momo#minatozaki sana#park jihyo#myoui mina#kim dahyun#son chaeyoung#chou tzuyu#twice smut#smut
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read ur kink list and ik u write gp, does that also include gp reader?
bc i’m js thinking about stepmom!jihyo milking her virgin gp!stepdaughter for all she’s worth. just starting off with handjobs and blowjobs to tease her, then training r to dump as many loads as she can in her. jihyo definitely prefers her stepdaughters cock over her husbands, it’s much longer and no matter how inexperienced she is and how many times she cums in her cunt, she’s always ready to give another load. training her to only think about mommy’s cunt and only want to suck on her tits, ruining r for anyone else.
pairings: park jihyo x f! reader
warnings: stepcest + milf! jihyo + g!p + lactation + pregnancy + breeding + infidelity + manipulation + overstimulation + impact play + mommy kink + degradation + squirting + mind break
💌: ok i have not and after this, will not write g!p reader but i had to answer this real quick bc milf! jihyo is so yummy
stepmom! jihyo taking advantage of her sweet lil stepdaughter’s innocence <3 takes it as far as telling you that if you don’t let her help you empty ur balls it can make ur dick explode. and you, of course, believe her because you’re clueless when it comes to this stuff n why would ur mommy lie to you, don’t you trust her?
the first time she made you cum, she didn’t take things too fast. just lazily wrapped a hand around ur cock n kissed the tip, swallowing your potent cum. it’s hard for her to take things slow but god is it worth it when her training finally cements itself in your brain. you are her toy, she can fuck herself on you whenever she wants and if she wants to ride you to the point of overstimulation you just let her because jihyo hates brats.
slaps you forcefully when you cum without permission or jerk your dick when she isn’t there to take your seed. degrades you too. “you’re such a dumb slut, aren’t you, puppy?” she mocks, gripping your chin hard enough to bruise. “‘m not a slut, mommy. you showed me how to do this! i was jus’ doin’ what you taught me.” the sarcastic smile on her face quickly morphs into an angry frown n she slaps you hard. “so you’re saying it’s my fault?” she sneers, “‘s not my fucking fault you can’t control your pathetic dick.”
jihyo’s scarily upset now, her hands squeezing your balls harshly while she overstimulates your weeping cock. “since you wanna cum so fucking bad let’s see how many times you can fill me up.” you barely have time to process her words before she seats herself on your long cock. every time she rides you she squirts, making a mess on your pelvis. also tells you she’s gonna get knocked up one of these days !!!! blames you when the pregnancy test comes back positive, saying you’re the one who took advantage of her n now u have to take responsibilty for the baby in her belly <3 rewards your dedication to pleasing her by allowing you to cuddle into her chest, nipples leaking warm milk into your wet n waiting mouth.
#had to get this out rq thk u for this rq#but this is the only ill be writing g!p reader#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot#park jihyo#park jihyo x reader#park jihyo smut#park jihyo x reader smut#twice#twice x reader#twice smut#twice x reader smut#💌.breeding#💌.degradation#💌.overstimulation#💌.g!p#💌.mommy kink#💌.lactation#💌.impact play#💌.manipulation#💌.infidelity#💌.mind break#💌.stepcest#💌.squirting
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23:55 — p.jh
“you know…it’s not that bad, honey.” jihyo reassuringly rubs your arm in an attempt to comfort you as you dejectedly stare at your failed attempt at a birthday cake for your girlfriend. the colour combination was not the best, and the way some parts were piped looked a little larger than others, with little crumbs from the cake within speckled across the outer layer of the frosting.
“but it’s supposed to be perfect.” you sigh, turning away and flopping down onto the couch in your living room as jihyo follows you, gently sitting down beside you as she starts to rub your thigh. “y/n, i don’t care if it’s perfect or not. it was made by you, and that fact alone makes me so happy today.”
you face her with a pout on your face, furrowing your eyebrows as you begrudgingly slip your hand into hers. jihyo reciprocates your touch with a gentle squeeze, smiling down at you before leaning down to peck your cheek. “now get up, i want to take pictures with my cake.” she pats your thigh, urging you to stand up as you groan, shaking your head.
“you want to take a picture with that? you’re insane.” you laugh as you start to lighten up a little, jihyo rolling her eyes at you before sitting in the chair at the table and pulling the cake closer to her self. “come on, take the pictures quickly! my birthday’s gonna end!” she whines, shoving the phone into your hand as she grabs the matchstick and lighting the candle perched atop the cake.
you’re hit with a wave of some kind of nostalgia as you watch jihyo clap her hands while you softly sing ‘happy birthday’ to your girlfriend, jihyo beaming as you end the song. as you start counting to her age, she scowls as she’s reminded of how old she is, faking hurt.
“i’m almost nearing the end of my 20’s, my golden years.” she sniffles as she pretends to wipe tears away. you roll your eyes as you pat her head, picking up a plastic knife and cutting out a piece of the cake before feeding her with it.
you look at her expectantly as she slowly chews the cake, trying to digest the flavour before her eyebrows furrow as if she looked angry, and you chuckle softly as she lets out a hum of satisfaction, nodding before her face morphs into a look of enjoyment. “it’s pretty good! did you make this?” she smiles up at you, astonishment evident on her face. you nod as you smile back, feeling a little bit shy as she continues to eat the cake, humming in satisfaction at every bite.
you’re suddenly met with a single bite of cake in front of you, the spoon hovering expectantly as jihyo looks at you, urging you to take a bite. “eat.” she quips, motioning for you to open your mouth, and you slowly take a bite, chewing as you look back at jihyo’s giddy eyes, her face bright enough to light the entire dimly lit room you both were in. as you focus on the cake, you hum in delight as you nod. “it’s good, right?” she whispers. you nod in response before jihyo sets the fork down, hugging you.
you wrap your arms around her in response, basking in the warmth of your embrace as you both sway from side to side. you look at the clock to see the time showing “00:07”.
"ah, your birthday is done.” you whisper, and jihyo just shushes you, placing a delicate finger on your lips.
“let me enjoy this.” she mumbles, snuggling closer to you.
“but-”
“shh.”
wc. 616
a/n. hbd to my mother jihyo, i love her sm, and in celebration of 'i got you' coming out today, i totally planned to release this today. (definitely not bcus writer's block got the best of me 😔)
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Sleeping Headcanons With Twice
Twice x fem! reader
Requested?: nope 🥰
Warnings: none!
A/N: this is just something to fill the void in before I post the requests. I’m so sorry I haven’t gotten them done yet!! I promise I’m super close to finishing them. I just have to proofread it one more time and It’ll be all good. Thank you, everyone, for your patience! And I just recently got up to 53 followers… Like whaatt? I still can’t believe it. I love all of you so much <3 Enjoy reading! And also check out my other stuff if you would like, it’s very much appreciated ❤️
Nayeon
Nayeon is a soft sleeper
Doesn’t move around much
Has to be close to you while sleeping
She likes to entangle her legs with yours
Sometimes she will snatch all the sheets and covers from you, and you’ll usually have to wake her up and tell her to give them back
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to take all of those sheets from you. Here, let me hold you so I can make you feel all better.” <3
Loves running her fingers over your tummy and rubbing circles around your arms
She would would drool every now and then on her pillow
Makes weird sounds in the middle of night (sometimes you’ll record it and show it to her in the morning, making her annoyed.)
Nayeon looves having a good morning make out session, and being able to flirt with you
Sometimes she’ll get up and before you to make you some coffee, but you usually wake up before she does
Jeongyeon
A very stiff sleeper
Protective even when sleeping
Before she falls asleep, she likes to watch you fall asleep first to make sure you’re safe and sound
She likes you laying on top of her so she can hug you, and make sure you feel protected
Rubs your back so you feel comfy
Always the last one to wake up
Sometimes when she wakes up first, she likes to watch you sleep for a little bit before she fully gets up
It’s almost impossible to get her out of bed
She’ll whine and say “Nooo I don’t wanna get out of bed. I wanna lay here with you forever.”
But if it’s cleaning day… oh boy she’ll already be up early in the morning, ready to have a productive day
Momo
A deep sleeper
Barely ever moves
She’s a dog mom, so random noises in the middle of the night don’t really wake her up
While sleeping, she likes to face you while laying on her side
If she has a bad day, she doesn’t mind being the little spoon and resting her head on your chest
But usually prefers to be as close to you as possible and being the big spoon
Loves to squeeze your thighs and run her fingers over your soft skin
Clingy asf
“Come here jagiyaa, let me hold you.” T-T
If you get up in the middle of the night and get something, she will definitely trail behind you and try to see what you’re doing
In the morning when you guys both wake up, she gets very affectionate and gives you kisses all over your face (sometimes leads into a make out session and even more after that ;)
Sana
Sana is a light sleeper
She will move around here and there, and wakes up easily if she hears a sound
Likes to tell you about her day and how excited she was to see onces before she goes to sleep
She sleep walks a lot too, so you have to be vigilant to make sure she doesn’t get too far
When it’s storming outside, she gets scared from the thunder and can’t fall asleep until you cuddle her
“Jagiya can you cuddle me? It’s storming outside again…”
But like Momo, she gets very affectionate
Loves kissing the tip of your nose and making you blush
Gives you eskimo kisses 🥰
When she wakes up, she loves to watch you sleep too, but sometimes she wakes you up on accident because you can hear her giggling
Sometimes she likes to get up and surprise you with an already made cup of coffee, but you’re usually the one that does that for her
Jihyo
Both a light and deep sleeper
When she’s stressed it takes her it takes her a while to fall asleep
So like Jeongyeon, she likes to watch you fall asleep before she does to make sure you’re safe
Seeing the slow rise and fall of your chest is so comforting to her
Loves to have deep conversations about life before the both of you fall asleep
Sometimes likes to turn over on the other side, so she can have her own space every now and then
But most of the time she usually insists on being close to you and being the big spoon
But in the morning… oh god it’s gonna be impossible to get her off of you (not that you would want her to anyways.)
She will give you little kisses on your jaw and cheeks
Tells you how beautiful you are and how lucky she is to have you
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”
Mina
She is a very peaceful sleeper
Once she’s in bed she’s out like a light
This girl is so precious omfg
She would have to be hugging you at all times while sleeping
Loves to hear the slow rhythm of your breathing
Likes to squeeze your waist and rub your tummy
Gives you little gentle kisses
In the morning when she wakes up, she likes to watch you sleep, and carefully studies every feature on your face
Sometimes she likes to trace your jaw; there’s not really any reason for it, she just thinks you’re so beautiful
If you refuse to wake up, she giggles and gives you a peck on your lips to try and convince you to wake you up
Dahyun
A very light sleeper
Moves around a lot when she’s sleeping
Has her legs and arms all spread out like a starfish
She snores every once in a while, but not very loud
Before she falls asleep, you like to squeeze her cheeks and call her “Sleepy Dubu” with your lips pursed out
She gets so annoyed, but deep down she loves it
Sometimes talks in her sleep too
Loves to hold your hand before falling asleep + kissing your hand in the morning when she wakes up 🥺
When she wakes up at the same time as you, she looks at you for a long time before giving you long sweet kiss
She can’t help that she’s so in love with you
Takes advantage of you when your stretching so she can tickle you and hear you giggle
Chaeyoung
A pretty neutral sleeper
Doesn’t move around at all
She tries to say “I love you” but always falls asleep right in the middle of saying it
You tease her about a lot in the morning and call her a precious baby
She always loooves to be the little spoon
Loves laying on top of you and hearing your resting heartbeat
She likes her head to be pet or your fingers running through her hair
Gets shy when you trace her tattoos with your fingertips
Kisses your neck in the morning to wake you up, and you get to hear her morning voice, “Good morning Jagiya.” 😵💫 + her laughing when your neck turns red from embarrassment
Likes to have small conversations with you before starting the day out
Tzuyu
A pretty neutral sleeper like Chaeyoung
She likes to hug you from behind, so you don’t get jump scared from her eyes being opened while she’s sleeping
Sometimes she likes to squeeze the little muscles on your arms, when she thinks you can’t feel it (but in reality you can, you just don’t have the heart to tell her that you know.)
Traces little shapes on your back and arms
Loves playing with your hair
Kisses the back of your head before falling asleep & whispers “I love you forever and always jagiya.” T-T
When you try to get up in the middle of the night, she’ll squeeze you and say “Don’t goo…”
It’s so cute when she does it too
Always the first one to wake up
She likes to take funny pictures of you while you’re sleeping to show you later on in the day 😂
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baby, i’ll carry you
park jihyo x gn!reader // fluff
you slam the door as you walk in, keys hitting the floor with a discordant jangle as you kick off your shoes.
jihyo doesn’t even look up from her book.
“rough day?” she asks, shifting slightly on the couch as she turns the page.
“ugh,” is all you have to say, bending to pick up the keys and put them in their proper place — the little ceramic bowl on the counter of your kitchenette. you and jihyo have argued enough times about putting things in their proper places, and that’s not something you want to add to your plate today.
you sigh.
all you want right now is to shower and crawl into bed and forget the day.
you pour yourself a cup of water and swallow it down in two gulps, then stop in the doorway separating the kitchenette from your living room for a moment.
jihyo looks so peaceful. she’s wearing that worn, faded shirt — the one with the stretched neck that you know for a fact is her favorite — and is curled up under your softest quilt. her reading glasses are perched on her nose, eyelashes a dark smudge under the red frames. everything about her seems calm and warm and comfortable.
it settles something in you, quells the jitteriness you’ve been feeling since that afternoon. suddenly, escaping the world via shower doesn’t seem as urgent. you step closer to the couch.
jihyo looks up at you then, long eyelashes brushing the lens of her glasses.
she doesn’t say anything, just smiles softly, the corners of her eyes crinkling. closing the book around her thumb, she pulls the blanket back and pats the cushions beside her.
you hear yourself sigh as you sink down next to jihyo, already relaxing into the warmth of her proximity. you press yourself into jihyo’s side as jihyo settles an arm around your shoulders, palm rubbing gently at your bicep. you turn your face to jihyo’s neck and breathe in the comforting smell of home.
“hi,” you murmur into the soft skin under jihyo’s jaw, pressing your lips there for good measure.
“hi,” jihyo says, with that hint of warm amusement that just makes you melt. you shift a little as jihyo closes the book in her lap, then brings her palm to cup your cheek and guide you up for a kiss.
“hi,” jihyo says again, smiles against your lips.
you can’t help but smile back, eyes fluttering shut as you sigh again, the last of the day’s tensions leaving you in a warm gust of air. it always surprises you how quickly jihyo’s presence calms you down. even now, after five years together.
jihyo rubs your back. “do you want to talk about it?”
you consinder for a moment, then shrug, shoulder dragging against jihyo’s. “no. it doesn’t matter anymore.”
jihyo just hums, and you sink into her. you don’t think you ever want to get up. head stucked under jihyo’s chin, you pull your feet up to peel your socks off. you wiggle your toes, content, and throw your socks into the direction of your bedroom. jihyo sighs, as if about to say something, but you cut her off with a yawn and a sleepy nuzzle.
“i’ll get ‘em later,” you mumble into the soft cotton of jihyo’s shirt, eyes already slipping shut. you both know that that’s not going to happen but jihyo doesn’t say anything. instead, her arms tighten around you, and you let yourself succumb to sleep.
the last thing you feel before drifting off is the gentle press of lips on your hair.
fluff streak. now let me write angst and break your hearts.
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if we are already talking about perv members of twice... perv!twice hcs? feeling very silly
yes ofc! (10thmember!reader <3)
the most perveted members are j-line and nayeon, duh. can't go a day without touching themself to the thought of you (or a picture they'd taken when you weren't looking)
i love perv!mina the most because she'd be so secretive about it. like, you know her as the quiet, introverted girl in the group.. but her laptop has a folder full of you that's at least 3 gigabytes big. she also gets the best pictures of you, momo coming in second.
perv!jihyo would be a bit embarrassed about it, i think. she's your leader!! this was very unprofessional and a bit weird, she knows that, but when you go "jihyo-unnie!" and then hug her or cuddle up to her, it's so hard to keep her thoughts pure. she constantly thinks about locking u in a room with her and using her big bad leader privilege to get you spread out for her.
jeongyeon would be like jihyo, but only a little less embarrassed. she's not ashamed to check you out or even mutter the things she wants to do to you, but fucking herself to the thought of you or trying to take pictures feels like too much for her. (she begs momo to give her some of her polaroids, though.)
chaeyoung is.. well... artist!chaeng... drawing you in all sorts of positions, filling sketchbook after sketchbook of all her nastiest fantasies. her favorite thing to do is draw you while you're in the same room as her <3
tzuyu is lowkey about it, but is almost at namisamo's level of pervertedness. if you're shorter than her, she resists picking u up and forcing u to grind against her thigh daily. i don't know how else to explain it, but she's chill on the outside and a freak on the inside.
i don't know what to say for dahyun other than she's very skilled with her camera (much like mina and momo), but she doesn't have as many pictures because she likes admiring you in real time.
#asks#nr1chaedickrider#im nayeon x reader#yoo jeongyeon x reader#hirai momo x reader#minatozaki sana x reader#park jihyo x reader#myoui mina x reader#kim dahyun x reader#son chaeyoung x reader#chou tzuyu x reader#twice x reader#headcanons
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k. (pt.3)
k. (pt3.) - jihyo x idol! reader
synposis: pt 3. of k (finale)
genre: angst, fluff, reader being dumb but to be fair jihyo was too, awards show lowkey kinda awkward..., jyp lowkey sucks, pretend that twice attended mama in korea, swearing 1.2k words pt1. pt2.
longing.
a yearning desire. that is what you had felt when you saw that text popped up on your screen. but you never knew what you were longing for in mina text, maybe it was the desire to meet up with your former friends, maybe it was the desire of wanting to introduce miyeon to twice, or maybe just maybe it was her.
"hey!" you were hit to the floor by shuhua, "whatcha thinkin' so hard about?" the maknae questioned.
"I was just wondering if the group wanted to meet a part of twice since i'm already meeting up with some of them," you looked at the maknae on top of you as her eyes lit up.
"DIBS ON TELLING!" she yelled out as she ran back to the other side of the practice room practically shaking soyeon the group the news. you smiled over at the group, before returning your gaze back to your phone back to mina.
triangle goof: yea, sure that would be great. meet you at the vending machines like old times?
you turned your phone off, as you heard the choreographer open the door and yell, " LET'S GET READY FOR MAMA'S GIRLS!"
you got up with a thought that you hadn't rung in your mind in years 'god would this be the first time you've seen jihyo since all of that-'
A shout from across the room, "HEY, Y/N YOU COMING??" from a low-toned voice grounded back in reality.
"YEA, JUST GIVE ME A SEC-" you yelled back to the younger. you sighed as you grabbed your water bottle and made your way over towards the group.
(bit of a time skip here)
if you had to describe MAMA in one word it would be crazy. The amount of fellow k-pop stars you saw astounded you, you even got to reconnect with some former JYP trainees like chan(skz), changbin(skz), and chaeyoung (fromis_9). all of you having a mini-reunion backstage. but was interrupted as you turned around and felt someone burning holes in the back of your head. chan being the curious person decided to peek over your shoulder only to find jihyo stopping in the middle of the hallway looking at your group.
him being the nice person that he is decided to wave his senior over not knowing of the history between the two of you. jihyo had looked around making sure that in the deserted hallway, chan had meant her. locking eyes with you as she walked over, your heart had stopped.
but luckily for you, a call was coming in on your phone from soyeon which led to the best excuse to get out of this situation. as you picked up the phone you were met with a slightly annoyed soyeon, "y/n come back, they want us to be on stage in 4 minutes. you also still need to put on your mic," the smaller member huffed out.
"sorry, i'll be back in a minute. just gotta say goodbye, is that ok?" you told the leader.
"fine, one minute Y/N L/N," she said as she hung up.
you turned toward the group as they all look with you with looks of disappointment that the time was cut short ."sorry guys, i have to go perform but i'll catch up with you later," you said as you bowed to the group and bowed to jihyo running back to your dressing room to put on your pack.
your heart beating hard now hands a little bit sweaty from the running, and finally being away from your ex. as you entered your room you saw all of the members all looking pretty as always but a bit nervous. before being swarmed by a crowd of people trying to get you ready in 3 minutes.
until a knock on a door was heard. "G)-IDLE is on in 2 minutes" a voice came from outside as the door was opened. the guide looked at the group gathering all of your group up before being rushed to the stage.
you shook each other to try to kill each other nervousness a bit and did all of your pre-stage rituals of chanting your group's name. then you were all on. you could hear fans chanting the group's name as soojin walked out on the stage. it was on your all of your first performance on the big MAMA stage. you looked up at the shining light on your face and performed as the start of your part of the modified intro to HANN- played.
after the performance, your group shuffled off the stage, as you passed by the familiar faces of twice getting ready. your group marveled at their seniors as you tried to look the opposite way in fear of making eye contact with their leader, while shuhua was hitting your shoulder in shock.
when all of you had gotten to your room, your group went into full-once mode gossiping, admiring, and just gushing over the group shaking you asking you when they would finally meet the group. only to disappoint them by telling them they had to wait until the award show was over.
but a couple hours later, the entire (G)-IDLE group was worn out from the award show but extremely happy that they had won an award. you were in a comfy hoodie when you looked at your phone with a text from mina.
peguin minguin: meet you by the vending machine in 2 minutes?
triangle goof: be there in a minute
you smiled at the text, but also were terrified by the thought of being confronted by your former friends and ex. nonetheless, you were ready to go. "hey guys, are you still up to meeting twice," you questioned, as you looked across the couch toward the group that seemed tired up until a second ago.
as all of them cheered, when heading to the vending machine not being able to contain their happiness. all of them had stopped when they saw the group bowing to their seniors and twice bowed to them.
the tension was awkward between you and twice. your members could feel it as they huddle up around you to make you feel safer. but you stepped out of their circle twice, as you can see jeongyeon, and nayeon trying to hold back tears.
you opened your arms as your old friends ran into your arms.
"you are a fucking idiot, you know," jeongyeon whispered in your ears while hugging you.
"i agree," you said to the older, smiling to try to prevent the tears which threatened to come down your eyes.
"you know all of us would've understood right?" nayeon said softly as she hugged both you and jeongyeon.
"yea, i know," you said gently.
they both backed away from you. as you faced the biggest boss of them all, jihyo.
"hey," was the single word she had said to break both of your four-year silence. you see a single tear as she smiled from a small distance away rolled down the face you had loved.
"hi," was the simple response you gave as you smiled back.
a/n: omg i'm finished- bro. i actually had to cut some of it lmao, anyways bro why is hive rhythm so addicting (also room??? miss jihyo... its too good- pls) (do you guys want an eplilogue??)
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BE MINE — park jihyo
summary : jihyo and her obliviousness to her own feelings, you and your silly excuses, the two of you dancing around each other's feelings, the twice members had grown tired and had to conspire with the itzy girls to get the two of you together.
pairing : jihyo x itzy!reader
tags : f!reader ; idol!au ; reader is itzy's leader ; reader is '99 liner ; jealous!jihyo
requested: ✔
word count : 3.7k
you've known jihyo since you were a trainee. you first met her during your second year of training. you remember that day as vividly as if it had happened yesterday. you remember how your knees shook and how many embarrassed bows of respect you gave your senior when she caught you dancing to twice's song late at night in a dance practice room.
"jihyo sunbaenim?!"
jihyo returned the bow while waving you to stop, laughing at the red tint across your face, which she couldn't tell if it was from her or from the hours you'd been dancing.
"you're doing it wrong." jihyo said, voice soft and gentle smile to show you she wasn't mad or anything. still, you scratched the back of your head in embarrassment, complying when jihyo gestured you to play the music.
"let me teach you how it goes."
ever since then, jihyo would stop by the usual room you used to train in if she had enough time to help you or simply watch you, finding solace. she was impressed with how quickly you picked up on whatever she taught you. what impressed her the most was your maturity; you were only two years younger, but you seemed to give her sound advice whenever she confided in you about her problems. as embarrassing as it was for her to admit she was confiding in someone younger and not even in the industry with her problems, you provided her with comfort that no one else could.
when jihyo learned that you were finally making your debut alongside the other girls, she was the one who suggested to jyp that you be given the position because you deserved it.
that's how you got to be the leader.
"jihyo unnie."
jihyo hummed, watching as you breathed heavily, having just finished practicing your debut song. she rose from the floor and handed you a water bottle and a towel, which you gratefully accepted despite your flushing.
"they said i'm going to be the leader of itzy." you murmured, staring at yourself in the mirror. jihyo knew you had something more to say, so she remained quiet and waited for you to continue.
however, she didn't expect tears to well up in your eyes, whether from surprise or gratitude, jihyo couldn't tell. she drew you into her arms quickly, not caring if you were sweaty, and ran her fingers through your wet hair. she gently swayed you from side to side as you cried on her shoulder.
"what's wrong? don't you want to be the leader?" jihyo asked and you shook her head, sniffling lightly.
"it's not that. it's just… unbelievable." you explained, hiccuping every now and then, and jihyo couldn't help but coo at you. "apparently, someone saw me deserving and the girls also voted for me."
"because you are." jihyo reassured you, sensing that you had no idea the woman you were hugging was the one who suggested, and pulled back to wipe your tears and brush your bangs while still holding you in her arms.
"it'll be difficult, but i'm only a phone call away, okay?"
that's when you realized your feelings for your senior had shifted. you didn't like her just because she was your senior or idol. you liked her because she was jihyo. you could feel your heart begin to beat differently, a little faster than usual, and it wasn't due to the heavy dancing you had just done.
jihyo held your cheek, raising her brows expectantly. "you hear me?"
you nodded, snapping out of your realization, and buried your face into her shoulder to avoid her piercing gaze. her hand went to the back of your head and gave you pats.
"are we clear on that?"
you hummed. "yes, unnie."
jihyo smiled. "good."
when you made your debut, the first person to greet you was jihyo, with your family and friends' congratulatory messages being a few seconds later than her text message, which came as soon as the music video was released. unfortunately, jihyo was unable to attend your debut stage and instead sent you a cake and a bouquet of flowers.
"someone sent this for you." your manager said, handing you the bouquet.
you took it from him with a confused frown, ryujin peering over your shoulder to see who it was as you opened the small card attached to it. your face flushed as you read the brief message and the name that followed, along with the all-too-familiar signature.
congratulations on your debut, sweetheart! i'm so proud of you.
park jihyo.
ryujin's face lit up with a shit-eating grin as she shook you back and forth, causing you to hide your face behind the bouquet, the soft scent of the flowers invading your nose.
as ryujin called out your embarrassed state, gaining the attention of your other members, who immediately joined in on the teasing because they all knew jihyo was your idol, your face brightened, the familiar red hue returning to your face after a long time of not interacting with jihyo due to her busy schedule and your busy debut preparation.
after that, you grabbed your phone and sent your senior a message.
thank you for the bouquet, unnie!
jihyo was quick to reply and you wondered if she was on a break with how quick she returned the message, but you shook it off, flushing red at the text across the screen.
of course. feel free to message me when you're having trouble, okay? i'm here to listen and help.
initially, you didn't intend to do that because you desired independence. you wanted to show them you deserved to be the leader of your group. you were afraid to rely on others because you didn't want to appear irresponsible or overly reliant on others.
however, when the hatred became too much for you, you needed to turn to someone who wasn't yeji or lia, and especially not your group's maknae line. you adored them and wouldn't dare to burden them with your problems.
so all you could think about was jihyo.
you hesitated to press on her number on your screen, your thumb hovering above it as your mind raced at the prospect of her being busy or resting. you couldn't think much about it because her name flashed across the screen and you hurried to answer her call.
"unnie?" you breathed out nervously, playing with the hem of your shirt.
a sigh was heard from the other side of the line. "i thought i told you to rely on me?"
you tried to play dumb. "yeah? what's happening?"
"don't act. i saw the articles." jihyo deadpanned, causing you to sigh in defeat.
"i, uh, didn't want to…" you trailed off, finding the correct words so as to not offend your worried senior. "burden you?"
there was another sigh and a few seconds of shuffling before jihyo's reprimanding yet soft voice came through the speaker again. you remained quiet as she spoke, her voice becoming more passionate as seconds ticked by.
"i want you to know you can rely on me. it's okay to be weak. it's okay to cry. it's okay to rely on someone. i know how hard it is to be a leader, so i want to be there for you. let me please?"
you shouldn't be surprised because you've heard it from her a few times before. nonetheless, you were taken aback by the genuine tone and comforting words. maybe it was because the wall you built was immediately demolished by the one and only jihyo, or maybe it was because your crush was the one to reach out first and say all these simple yet sweet words to you.
nonetheless, a sob escaped your throat, one hand flying to your mouth to silence yourself lest your members become concerned, and jihyo listened silently, gesturing to nayeon, who was sitting next to her, to notify yeji that she was coming over.
jihyo became your safe haven during your first year of work. when you weren't busy, you'd call her, cry in her arms, or simply hang out with the older girl. jihyo kept her promise to help you adjust to your new role as leader, and she made you promise to open up about your problems. who were you to say no?
jihyo was actually glaring at you when the subject was brought up, so you had no choice but to give in.
naturally, your feelings for her grew stronger. you thought it was gone, but then you found yourself hanging out with her or crying your heart out to her, and the feelings returned. or perhaps they never left at all and were simply buried deep underground due to work? that, or you were afraid of ruining your friendship status with jihyo.
having said that, you've remained friends with her until now.
"where are you going?" nayeon asked loudly, attracting the attention of the other members in their respective rooms, the living room, and jeongyeon's, who was standing near the sink.
the oldest noticed jihyo passing by, fully dressed and disguised, and an idea struck her, so she called out to her.
"i'll go see y/n/n." jihyo answered and frowned when she saw nayeon and jeongyeon share a not-so-subtle look, but shrugged it off. "she's practicing and she said she needs help. i'll be back real quick."
"bye, unnie!"
"take care, jihyo!"
"bring back food please!"
when the door closed, the members went to the kitchen, where the two oldest were talking about what had just happened, or rather, what had been going on for years.
"is it just me or y/n/n always asks for jihyo unnie's help?" dahyun commented, stealing the bread from jeongyeon's hand, causing the older one to glare to which the tofu merely smiled.
"and jihyo—"
"no, wait." nayeon cut sana off, fishing out her phone. the members watched her, confused, and she caught their expressions and shrugged.
"it's about time we step in. it's been years."
when her phone rang, yeji paused, watching as nayeon's contact name flashed across her screen. lia turned around, and yeji met her gaze before answering the phone.
"nayeon unnie?"
the girls shared a knowing look when they heard yeji's voice, except for momo and sana, who looked at the phone that nayeon had placed on speaker and on the table. meanwhile, lia had gone off to find the other members, waving yuna over who was chilling in the living room and dragging ryujin and chaeryeong out of their rooms.
"have you noticed that your y/n unnie always asks for jihyo's help, too?" nayeon went straight to the point, not wasting any more time because it was painful to watch you two dance around your own feelings.
the juniors exchanged a glance. "too? you mean, you've noticed as well?" yeji responded.
ryujin grimaced, relieved that they were finally going to do something because she knew you'd never do anything and would suffer in silence.
sana joined the conversation, albeit clueless, to continue what she was about to say before nayeon cut her off. "and jihyo never fails to offer her the assistance she requires, no matter where we are or how busy our schedules are."
"and it wasn't really hard to notice." dahyun said.
"were they even trying to hide it?" mina asked quietly, causing tzuyu to grumble from behind her. "they both suck at it then."
lia laughed. "y/n unnie never hid it, but she tried."
"i love jihyo unnie, but i'm not sure how she hasn't noticed it yet because y/n unnie's crush is written all over her face." chaeryeong remarked, joining tzuyu at sassing both sides.
a laugh escaped jeongyeon's throat. "i don't think jihyo is aware of her feelings yet."
"or she's denying it." chaeyoung added.
"then what are we going to do now?" dahyun asked and momo perked up from next to her. "what about dinner?"
when everyone went silent, momo didn't know if they were thinking about it or thought her idea was stupid, but she ignored the latter when she received a clap to the back from jeongyeon. on the other end of the line, ryujin was quietly nodding, and yuna was already planning a strategy in her head.
the youngest of itzy leaned forward. "i know what to do."
you were a little late for dinner. all of the twice members apparently wanted to have dinner with you and your group. you were late, however, because you had one more separate schedule before you were finally free. you walked inside the restaurant after your manager dropped you off and immediately spotted the rather long table that twice and itzy occupied.
jihyo was the first to notice you.
of course she'd be the first.
when they arrived, itzy was already there, but you were nowhere to be found, so she immediately inquired as to your whereabouts. she was a little disappointed she couldn't see you right away, but she waited patiently, occasionally joining the conversation led by nayeon, but her focus was always on the door. jihyo shot up from her seat with an excited smile when the door opened for the nth time that hour and you finally walked in, fixing your hair.
"y/n/n!"
"jihyo unnie!" you greeted, heart beating wildly against your ribcage as you took the older girl into your arms.
you had to pull away, causing jihyo to pout, to hug your own members and the other twice members, staying a little longer with nayeon, mina, and tzuyu because they were the closest to you aside from jihyo.
"what took you so long?" nayeon playfully smacked your arm.
"i was with jinsol-ie."
jihyo noticed your endearing nickname for the jung and her brow twitched unknowingly, causing a few of the other members to snort quietly. you were seated between the twice leader and resident penguin, assisting them in taking their seats.
yeji sent you a teasing smile and you returned it hesitantly. "was that really a schedule, unnie? or a date?"
your eyes widened at her claim, panicked eyes darting towards jihyo, whose ears were turning red in anger for reasons she didn't understand. even though you knew you had no chance, it felt like cheating on jihyo. as the other members turned to you in shock, you shook your head frantically, waving your hands.
"wait, you're dating jinsoul-ssi?" chaeyoung inquired.
"no, no, no! no way! we're not dating?!"
tzuyu glared at you from across the table. "and you didn't tell me?"
"i thought we were friends, y/n/n." mina added.
you gently shook the penguin. "but we're not dating?! how am i supposed to tell you if i'm not even dating anyone?!"
you looked to your members for assistance, but they either ignored you, didn't notice, or didn't know you really weren't dating jinsoul.
"are you really not dating her?" chaeryeong asked.
you quickly shook your head, glancing at jihyo. she's been quiet since then, and as much as you wanted to console her for whatever reason had irritated her, you had to protect your and jinsoul's image. you like the girl, but not in that way.
yuna shrugged. "you look good together."
"i've seen the pictures online." momo added as jeongyeon smiled teasingly at you.
"she looks good." nayeon nodded in approval, but still gave you a look of betrayal.
your hair swished quickly from side to side, shaking your head for the nth time that night, you were close to getting nausea. "we're just friends."
sana leaned forward in her seat with a curious yet teasing smile. "then do you like her?"
before you could even deny it, there was a loud slam, and everyone flinched at the harsh sound. you turned to face jihyo, who had shot up from her seat, her head low and her hair forming a curtain around her face, obscuring her expression. but you knew she was mad because of the way her fists clenched.
"jihyo unnie—" you reached out, but she avoided your touch.
"i'll just be getting some fresh air."
you slumped back in your seat as you watched the older girl leave the restaurant. you expected the girls to be scared and worried, but you were surprised to see them look expectant, disbelieving, content, happy, and so on. what was more surprising was that it was directed at you, and you, dumbfounded, pointed at yourself.
"what? why are you staring at me like that?" you asked, your mouth agape.
"go, get her." dahyun smiled widely at you.
you pointed at yourself again for emphasis, trying to hide the pain spreading across your chest. "but she didn't even want me to touch her? what did i do?"
nayeon let out a sigh, not wanting to deal with your oblivious ass and jihyo's mini tantrums anymore. "sweet y/n, please do us all a favor and just go."
you were hesitant to leave, but the twice girls were encouraging you, tzuyu through her glare, and when you looked at your members, they raised their brows at you. so you had no choice but to leave, picking up the jacket jihyo had left and your scarf.
"be back, yeah? don't forget to thank us!"
you ignored jeongyeon, despite how confusing her statement was, and went to the parking lot where you saw jihyo go. you shivered from the cold and quickened your pace, concerned that jihyo had caught a cold by now. you noticed her behind their van and jogged over, seeing her raise her head and cast a sidelong glance at you.
you smiled warily and showed her the clothes, pausing briefly to let her decide if you could get closer. jihyo's heart melted at your respect for her and her space, and she nodded weakly while hugging herself. you stepped in front of her and threw the jacket over her shoulder, allowing her to wear it while you wrapped your scarf around her neck.
"everything okay?" you whispered quietly, brushing her hair she had previously messed up out of frustration.
jihyo remained silent while you waited. knowing her since your pre-debut days, you knew when she would gather her thoughts, which she was doing right now. you were patient, hands on top of her head, carefully fixing her hair.
"are you really dating jinsoul-ssi?"
you choked on air at her question, making jihyo glance up at you. when you saw her teary eyes, you held her face and furrowed your brows worriedly.
"no, i'm not. i'm not dating anyone right now. jindori and i are just friends, i swear. cross my heart." you even did the action after that and jihyo chuckled, smacking your stomach weakly. you smiled, feeling successful, but then you grimaced. "besides, she's dating jungeun. she'd kill me."
you both laughed again before falling silent. jihyo fiddled with her rings, a nervous habit, and you took them into your hands, your thumb caressing the back of her hands. jihyo smiled as she noticed the worried expression on your face.
"are you sure everything's okay?"
jihyo laughed. "yes, y/n/n, everything is fine."
you were about to nod, but when she spoke again, you paused.
"now that i'm certain you're not dating anyone."
jihyo wasn't sure if you could feel her clammy palms or if that was just her imagination because she was so nervous right now.
she was composed on stage.
she was punctual when it came to her jam packed schedule.
she can work under duress with little to no assistance from others.
her heart, however, was beating wildly under your gaze right now, as if it were about to jump out of her throat. her legs were trembling, not just from the cold, but also from the way your eyes shifted back and forth between her eyes. her lips trembled as she yanked on your hand, not knowing what to say next.
you, on the other hand, were frozen. you couldn't think of anything to say because you were too busy replaying what she said and overthinking, which was something you were good at.
when you felt her tug on you and met her glossy eyes, you blinked. "you, uh, i need you to clear it up a bit? i don't want to get it wrong, and maybe i'm just being hopeful and stupid right now, so i, you, uh—"
you never imagined she'd say those words in all your years of friendship. you never imagined she'd feel the same way in the last few years. most importantly, you never imagined feeling jihyo's plump lips against yours right now. the cold wasn't ideal, but jihyo's lips were more than enough to make your face heat up.
as her hands came up to rest on your stomach, gripping your shirt to draw you closer, you closed your eyes, both hands on jihyo's face. although butterflies and the entire damn zoo made a noise in your stomach, that phrase wasn't enough to describe how giddy you were right now. your brain was short-circuiting, your hands trembling against her cheeks, and your heart was beating so loudly that jihyo could hear it.
you did, however, recall that you were in public. the restaurant was very private, but you can never be too sure. so you drew back, resting your brow on hers. jihyo opened her eyes after catching her breath and saw yours were still closed, but you were breathing steadily now.
"if you still need me to spell it out for you."
jihyo waited for you to open your eyes, continuing when you did. jihyo could drown in your dreamy eyes and won't regret it; she'd gladly dive into it and drown all over again.
"i like you. i really do."
your ears tuned out everything else and focused on jihyo's words and lips, occasionally looking up at her as she continued her confession speech.
"i've been into you since you cried on my shoulders. when you found out you'd be the leader of itzy. i know it took me a while, years, to realize that i have these feelings for you. i don't like the idea of you dating jinsoul, and i especially didn't like the idea of you dating anyone other than me."
you opened your mouth to say something, but she shook her head and pressed her pointer finger against your lips. you stood there, heart racing, as she leaned in and stopped an inch from your lips.
"i like you. date me. be my girlfriend. be mine."
"i'm yours, jihyo."
jihyo closed the gap with your confirmation, and you relished her warmth and the way her lips caressed yours so softly, making sure you could feel all of her feelings for you.
she panted against your lips. "mine. all mine."
"yours, all yours."
nikko note: the fics i write are either making me feel single or really sad. i hope you liked this one! i had to stop working earlier because i got distracted by one of my anon's crabs lmaooo. thank you for reading!
#nikko reqs!#nikko works!#twice#twice reactions#twice imagines#twice x reader#park jihyo#jihyo#park jihyo x reader#jihyo x reader
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Killing Me Good
a/n: after like 3 weeks, i have found the inspiration to write. wow fun. this is more experimental writing and i don't know if this is honestly any good but if it is, it'd be cool to know
word count: 1,417
park jihyo x gender neutral reader
angst
if you can: like, reblog, send asks, all that stuff idk
Nervousness bubbled inside you.
When your girlfriend - her hair drenched in the rain - brushed past you without a single word, not even a noise, and headed straight into her room, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over you as you hesitantly knocked on the door.
"Jihyo? Are you okay?"
Silence.
You knock again. "Jihyo?"
You hear rustling behind the door.
You go to knock again, "Ji-"
"What do you want?" Her voice is laced with venom, her eyes glaring at you.
"What's wrong?"
Jihyo grips the side of the wall, her knuckles turning a pale shade. Water begins to drip down her wet hair, her biting her lips tight as she brushed past you again, quickly walking to the front door.
You hear the door slam from beside you as your heart drops. She's doing it again. Pushing you away. And even though you were no stranger to it, it hurts even more each time.
"Where have you been, Jihyo?"
Her tone is dry as she sighs, dropping her shoulders, "Out."
"Out where?"
"I don't know? Some bar." She sits beside you on the couch, leaning into it as she rubbed her temples with her hands, "Does it matter?"
"Yes, Jihyo! It does because I'm worried about you!" You glance towards the clock on the wall, "It's 4 in the morning!"
Your eyes meet hers, them being filled with a deep ocean of shame and guilt, "And I... I don't need you to worry about me, I'm fine!" And the more you hear her voice, the more you can hear her drunken stupor. "I don't need you bothering me every time I come home!"
"Is... is that how you really see me?" You let out a wry, pain-filled chuckle, "A bother?"
As you began to stand up, you feel her grip on your hand, "Wait... I didn't mean that... You know that."
You shook her hand off easily, "Drunk words are sober thoughts, Jihyo."
You step out of your front door, feeling the rain pour against you, your shirt beginning to stick against your body. You see Jihyo and her slicked back hair walking down the street, her fists clenched.
Your dishevelled hair became glossy as your face felt the cold and wet rain pour against it; your eyes glazed in a layer of tears. "I don't deserve this, Jihyo! I don't deserve the shit you put me through and still I'm here! So can you just tell me what's wrong for once instead of shattering my heart?" Your voice died down into a hushed whisper against the feverent rain hitting the pavement. "Please?"
Jihyo bites her lips and turns around, the rainfall masking her bittersweet tears. Her smile is melancholic, her fists clenched tightly much like her teeth. She can see the feelings swimming around in those beautiful eyes of yours. It's the look of regret, that she knows all too well, and just a smidge of hopefulness that she doesn't understand why. Why of all people do you choose her?
She was the person who had the most chances to hurt you and she has taken every. Single. One. "Why...? Why... are you still here, Y/N? Why do you put up with me? Why do you stick around knowing I'll hurt you again over and over?"
"Jihyo... what the fuck is this?" Your voice is weak and tired. It's the way you sigh as you show her your phone capturing the night before. She's kissing someone.
And that someone isn't you.
"Y/N... I can explai-"
"I'm sure you can but will any of it make me feel better about this? This is the second time, Jihyo. And I'm... I'm not sure if I can do this anymore. I don't know if I'm stupid for staying and... I don't even know if you love me anymore"
"You don't mean that..."
"Then... please change my mind..."
"Is it not obvious? I love you! That's why I put up with it all!" Your throat begins to choke on your own emotions, the tears running freely down your cheeks.
And she knows.
Because she loves you too.
But this is the only love she knows. The love that hurts. The love that rips out your heart and leaves you alone. The love that hurts you regardless of what you might feel. The love that pushes people away.
The love that kills you.
"Fuck off, Jihyo! Why do you keep doing this to me? You say you'll do better! You say you'll change! But you can't even make it to... to our fucking anniversary?" Your voice is strained from all the tears you've shed as you breathe heavily over the phone.
"We had a schedule today, I swear I'll make it up to you! I'm so sor-"
"How do you make up for this? You promised me over and over that today was the most special day to you and... yet you can't even find the time? Fuck you."
The call ends.
"Let's..." her heart feels heavy, her throat beginning to feel dry. Her fists clenched together as she avoided your gaze, "Let's break up, Y/N."
"What? Ji-" she couldn't bear to hear this.
And so she doesn't let you speak.
"I don't... love you." Lie 1.
"You can look now!" You take off your blindfold as your ears gets blasted by airhorns and poppers, a big banner held up by your girlfriend's band members.
"Ji, what is this?"
"It's your birthday today, right?" She beams as she pulls out a bouquet of your favorite flowers from behind her, "You never told me but... I have my ways."
"What? You shouldn't have... It's really not that impor-"
"And to not celebrate my one and only's special day? I'm never doing that."
"I never have." Lie 2.
"Look at us here!" You laugh loudly as your head rests atop Jihyo's shoulders, you pointing to the page inside of the photobook. "Wasn't this your first rollercoaster?" She jests.
"Well, yeah... but look at your face! You look more terrified than me!"
"Okay... to be fair, the drop was like two hundred feet!"
You nudge her shoulder as you laugh even louder, her rolling her eyes playfully at you, "No? It was like fifty feet!"
Jihyo flips the next page of your photobook as you smile, her whispering as she rests her head on yours, "We can agree to disagree on that."
"You know I'm right though."
"And deep inside, even if you don't believe it now... I know you don't love me either." Lie 3.
"So... let's not do this anymore." But what she really wants to say is, You don't have to put up with me anymore.
"Ji... what is this?" Your lips turned into a tight smile as you glanced all around your shared home. Lights dangled across the roof, the fragrance of roses throughout the rooms.
"I said I'd make it up to you. This is for everything. All the important days I missed with you. All the stupid things I did." She stretches out her hand for you to take, which you do gladly, as she brings you along to the living room. The walls are lined with photos, memorabilia, and anything and everything the two of you shared in your time together.
Her eyes pool with tears as she stares at you, awestruck at the love and memories surrounding you, "I love you so much, Y/N."
And the dread on your face, the humility, the sorrow. It's insurmountable.
Your mouth is agape but nothing comes to life. Your words are lost in the rain as you stared at her with your bloodshot eyes. Your eyes are glassy as your lips purse tightly together, naturally to stop a cry from coming out as she stares at you.
And the moment she meets your gaze is the moment it all hits her.
She's lost you.
Truly lost you. And this wasn't like any stupid mistake she made before. This was the end.
There was no more hope in your eyes. There was no more love. There's nothing but the dark and looming shade of regret.
It's the regret of choosing her- loving her. It's the regret of putting up with all the stupid shit she did. It's the regret that you didn't leave sooner. It's the regret of ever giving her more chances.
And her regret was to not love you how she should've because now this love was killing her instead.
#jihyo x reader#park jihyo x reader#jihyo angst#twice imagines#twice angst#girl group imagines#gg imagines
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wishing on you
park jihyo x fem!reader ; angst, fluff
synopsis: no matter what path is avoided, which turn is taken, it always leads the two you back to each other.
wc: 13.2k
warnings: alcohol ; cursing ; reader is part of twice ; men… ; kang daniel mentioned ; april's naeun mentioned ; jealousy!! ; pining!!! ; woooowww slowburn(?) ; lots of slowburn ; they're oblivious ; only half of it is proofread ; wtv else i didn’t mention
a/n: hey... sorry for the fake news, this is to make up for it. april fools!
you’re two raspberry beers in, there’s no way you’re backing down now, especially not with your stubborn attitude. jeongyeon pours you a shot of some strawberry soju and you gladly accept with a bright smile and loud chuckle.
how could you not drink more, to be fair, you had just won another award for fancy, you deserved this.
half the members are laughing as you drink more, you were always one to be a heavy weight anyway, always able to take twice as much as the members could. it was entertaining to see you down another two shots of that same soju, and even after all that, you still had room to have a bit of the makgeolli that nayeon had brought.
it’s clear that the rice wine from the eldest is what fucked you over; the flush of crimson on your cheeks made it evident that you couldn’t think clearly anymore, so was the swarm of giggles that filled the air. the members—either drunk or on the verge of that—watched you, they cheered and laughed themselves, especially jeongyeon.
jihyo simply rolled her eyes, taking another sip of the beer that she didn’t necessarily fancy. she watched half the members laugh along with you and placed her chin on her palm, her lips turning up into a soft smile.
momo and nayeon argue about something dumb, then jeongyeon butts in and chaeyoung starts laughing until tears start to spill. out of nowhere, jihyo feels a weight on her shoulder, then turns to see you smiling and all flushed.
your eyes seem like they’re sparkling, and maybe that’s the light reflecting off your eyes, or maybe it’s because the leader of your group is all you can see in your hazy state. maybe all of the above.
“jihyo… you’re so pretty” it’s slurred coming from you, but the truth nonetheless. jihyo laughs at your statement and leans back against the wall behind you two.
“and you— are drunk” she responds, “i’ve seen you drink a lot but this is… well, a lot”
“i like… yes, strawberry.” you mutter against her, closing your eyes. “and you park jihyo!” you add with a giggle.
“yeah… whatever you say.” jihyo responds hesitantly. the leader of your group giggles again, it’s the kind of giggle that brushes off a joke, but this isn’t a joke at all. you pout, then shake your head while closing your eyes unnecessarily tight.
“you think i’m joking?” you ask, the tone of your voice sounding like you’re a kid that’s been declined candy. jihyo smiles weakly at your response.
“you’re just drunk silly, let’s get you someplace else before you start saying things you don’t want to.”
“hey… why don’t you believe me…” you sigh, lifting your head away from her shoulder and facing her fully. you place your hands on jihyos shoulders and firmly hold them, then affirm, “i like you, lots.”
drunk words are sober thoughts. every word that spills from your lips is laced with the raw honesty of pent-up emotions that have been brewing inside you for years. from the moment you first laid eyes on her, you were captivated by her beauty. minute after minute, day after day, year after year, your admiration for her only deepened. you've become adept at concealing these feelings, but now, in your drunken state, all pretenses have fallen away, leaving you completely transparent and vulnerable.
despite your best efforts to bury your emotions, they've finally bubbled to the surface, laid bare for all to see. but still, jihyo’s trying to figure out whether this is real or if the alcohol is making you say all this.
jihyo chuckles nervously when your voice raises, afraid that you’ll draw attention from the rest—who, are all too invested in their bickering to even notice.
“you’be been drinking quite a bit y/n, let’s get you someplace else.” jihyo says, smiling.
she places a hand on your cheek, feeling the warmth of it leak into her own hand. jihyo takes her hand off and stands up, making you frown in the in process.
“alright, i’m going to get going. i don’t want to drink too much, i’m already tipsy myself.” jihyo announces to the table, then looks down at you. “y/n here needs to go back to the dorms, i’m gonna take her back and take care of her before she goes ballistic.” she adds, giggling lightheartedly.
the rest of the girls laugh, then nod before teasing you a bit. your arms find their way around jihyos torso, hugging onto her loosely as you try to comprehend the overwhelming environment. the world spins a little and you’re afraid to get up, scared that if you let go of jihyo, you’ll lose balance and fall.
“please stay, don’t leave…” you say, clinging tighter.
the leader of your group feels her cheeks warm up as you cling on, you’re not one to get too clingy, and even if you do, it’s rare— and reserved for your leader.
as you follow her out the room, she holds the handbag that you entered the little gathering with, making sure it’s safe with her.
jihyo’s hand is also holding yours, sending an electric, warm feeling throughout your body with each step you take out the building and towards the uber she had called.
you get inside first, then jihyo follows and sits right down next to you. as soon as the door shuts, you’re quick to lean right into her again. it seems that being so close to her eases your overwhelmed, alcohol-infested senses.
throughout the whole car ride to the dorms, you’re clinging to her and surprisingly silent, but your gaze is on her the entire time. jihyo shrinks in her place under your hazy look.
jihyo helps you out the car and into your shared dorm; you cling onto her arm the whole time. she fumbles for her keys and manages to unlock the door, surprisingly.
she helps you over to your room, walking past mina and nayeon’sj, then places you down on your bed, watching you lie down lazily before sighing.
“what did i say about getting carried away.” she mutters, then walks over to your closet to grab a large hoodie of yours. she helps you put it on, given you’re probably not in the right mind to really do much on your own.
when she slips it over you, the hood falls over your head, covering your eyes. jihyo chuckles softly before fixing it up so that your vision isn’t covered by the material, revealing your tired eyes. your gaze is fixed on her lips, almost glued to them, and your hands reach for her forearm.
“you’re so pretty.” you mumble, making full eye contact with her now. “so pretty since i've laid eyes on you.”
before jihyo can even process your words, she’s taken aback by your sudden movement, feeling the soft touch of your lips against the corner of her own. it's a gentle, innocent kiss, clearly not meant to be anything more—right? she feels you fall limp against her, your face falling to where the base of her neck meets her collarbone. as you rest against her, she can feel the weight of your body against hers, your arms loosely wrapping around her form. in your drowsy state, you pull her closer to you, causing her heart to quicken its pace.
there's this weird feeling in jihyo’s heart that is amplified when you lazily mutter against her neck, still, she decides to ignore it. she doesn't feel like adding another weight to her shoulders, especially not when it involves you.
-
your head hurts like crazy as soon as you wake up, and you want nothing more than to fall right back asleep. you're wearing an old hoodie and the blanket you have on is wrapped messily on your body, limbs peaking out from the cloth.
opening your eyes a little wider and scanning the environment, you take in your surroundings. you’re in the comfort of your own room, thankfully you made it out alive.
trying to slow your actions to adjust to the hangover, you sit up slowly, but it makes your head ring even more. you groan as you lean against the headboard, trying to recollect yourself.
in the corner of your eye, you notice a bottle of water and a packet of hangover pills. you reach for the water bottle, taking a small sip to quench your parched throat. the cool liquid soothes your dry mouth, prompting you to take a few more gulps in hopes of easing the pounding in your head. then you grab the packet of pills, but your hands fumble with the packaging, hindered by fatigue and grogginess. you let out a small, frustrated groan of annoyance before deciding to give up on the pills. with a sigh, you sink back into bed, curling up beneath the covers and closing your eyes once more, hoping to find some relief from whatever you had consumed carelessly the night before.
the knock at your door disrupts your attempt at going back to sleep, making you grumble. you hear the sound of it opening and hide yourself in your sheets more, trying to make yourself invisible from whoever it is that’s in your room now.
“hey, wake up.” jihyo says—you don’t respond or budge, instead grumbling again in response.
jihyo frowns before sitting down next to you, placing her hand on your shoulder that’s covered by the blanket. she looks at the packet of pills she had put on your bedside the night before, shaking her head at how crinkled they looked from your failed attempts at opening them.
“i bet you feel terrible, sit up and take the pills.” she reaches over to open the pills on the bedside table.
you roll over and jihyo sees your puffy face, squinted eyes, and messy hair from rolling around while your hoodie was over your head. she laughs at the sight, then helps you sit up against the headboard.
“how bad was it?” you ask, earning a tilted head from your leader.
“what?”
“did i do anything dumb?”
jihyo ponders, deciding to not mention the memory of you almost kissing her completely on the lips.
“no, you were just all tired and mopey.” jihyo teases, giggling. “you drank a lot.”
“did you take me home? i can’t remember much but i remember your face from last night.”
“yeah, i did.”
“sorry for the trouble.”
jihyo shakes her head at your apology, then hands you two pills and a water bottle. “just drink, breakfast is ready.”
-
something is off, something is very off.
jihyo's been growing distant. initially subtle, it’s clear now that she's been withdrawing from you, and it's breaking your heart. you find yourself questioning whether it was something you said or did. up until now, everything seemed fine between you two, leaving you at a loss to pinpoint any specific reason for her sudden change in behavior.
sharing a dorm with her only makes this worse. each interaction feels strained, despite her occasional smiles and giggles. it's clear that she's making an effort to keep things short and simple, adding to the discomfort and tension between you two.
it's aggravating, the interviews and forced smiles, the way jihyo flees from your eye contact; everything kills you. the members don’t really notice, you’re still acting like evrything is alright – since it is with everyone but jihyo – and so is your leader.
but sometihng is up, so you take matters into your own hands.
-
“mina.”
“yes?”
mina's laid down on her bed, the blanket enveloping her as she plays on her switch. she looks at you with a raised brow, curious as to why you’re in her room at this time.
“did you need something?” she asks.
“can i stay here for a bit?”
mina hums, scooting over to give you space on the bed. she watches you sit down and put your face in your hands, groaning before you lay down flat on the bed. you take one of her pillows and hug it tightly before mina sits up to look at you.
“alright, what’s going on?” she questions, “this isn’t like you. are you okay?”
“i think jihyo hates me.” you sigh, hugging the pillow tighter.
“what? why would jihyo hate you? you guys seem to be fine to me.”
you sit up again, looking at her with a pout.
“remember last month? that night after the awards we won? the night i got drunk?” you ask, mina nods and waits for you to continue. “well, i think something happened that night. jihyo's been distant ever since and— ugh, i just don’t know. i had to have done something.”
“all i remember is you two going back early, nothing really happened but you were really clingy.”
“like, how clingy?”
mina turns away and ponders, making a little “hmm” noise.
“i was completely sober, i remember seeing you cling onto her from the waist. your arms were wrapped around her waist, that’s all i remember. you were just really close to her, almost as clingy as sana is normally—without any alcohol in her system.” mina explains, shrugging.
“is that why she’s been distant? because i've been clingy? that doesn't make any sense.”
“you should talk to her.” mina suggests, “it’s the only way, and jihyo is understanding, it can’t be that bad.”
you fall back onto the bed and groan, covering your face with your hands. mina places a hand on your shoulder and shoots you an apologetic smile.
“what if she hates me and i only make it worse?” you mutter into your hands.
“only one way to find out y/n.”
--
after sulking in mina’s bed while she played her little game for an hour, you decided to get up and do something about the problem. mina gave you a little thumbs up before you left her room, wishing you the best and muttering a “close the door on the way out.”
you've never been so scared in your life, even the sixteen elimnations didn’t make you this nervous.
thinking to yourself for a moment you try to think of anything that could’ve happened that night. the lack of memory only adds to your anxiety, leaving you to question if you were too clingy or overly affectionate. did you say something that crossed the line? the uncertainty gnaws at you, and the only way to ease your worries is to talk to the worry.
jihyo hears a knock at her door, brows creasing when she looks over at it.
“come in.” she says, then she sees the woman who opens it, stiffening upon your arrival.
“hey ji.”
“y/n, hi.” she says, smiling at you. “did you need something?”
“can we talk?” you close the door, “we should talk.”
jihyo looks at your pleading eyes, then gives in.
“yeah, okay.”
you sit down on the chair in front of her bed, right in front of where she’s sitting. your posture is straight, jaw clenched, and fingers fidgety. shaking off your nerves, you begin to speak.
“have you been avoiding me on purpose? i feel like you’ve been distant, things are different than before.”
she looks down at her hands, then back at you.
“it’s not that i want to, y/n. i really, truly love and adore you as a member. as a friend.” the way she says friend makes your heart sting a little, but it’s fine, as long as you don’t lose her. “do you remember anything from that night after the awards for fancy?”
you pause.
“um, only karaoke with the rest. anything after that i... i can’t remember. i’ve been trying to because you’ve been distant since that night, did i do something?”
“y/n, i've been talking to someone.” jihyo starts, “i haven’t told the rest, but i plan to tell them when—or if things get serious with him.”
him.
“oh.” you simply respond. “is that why you’ve been distant?”
“that night, y/n. i don’t mind, you know, when you’re clingy and affectionate. it's flattering and makes me laugh but, i've also been wanting to talk to you about something else.” you nod at her, continuing to listen closely. “you kept saying these things like i'm pretty and... you even said you—you liked me?”
shit. you think, that’s all you can think of as soon as you hear it. of course, your crush on jihyo was there, but you pushed it down because hell, you were in the same group, you couldn’t let your stupid feelings get in the way.
“is it true?” jihyo asks you, breaking you from your short trance. “y/n, do you like me?”
“i mean, i used to, a lot. i mean i--”
“y/n, do you or do you not like me. i'm talking about right now, and that night, because i don’t know about you, but even if you were drunk, you tried to kiss me—you did kiss me, on the corner of my lips. even sana hasn’t been like that with any of the members.”
shit
“oh, oh my god. i’m so sorry, i— i wasn’t in the right mind, i don’t even remember--”
“it’s fine, but i'm just telling you this because you know, if you do like me and all that, it’s fine. we just—we can’t. look, you’ve been there for me all these years, we’ve been there for each other and i love you and appreciate you dearly, i do.” jihyo says, looking at you all stiff in your seat.
you feel like crying, it makes no sense to but gosh is this whole thing grueling. yet, despite the turmoil, you're determined to find resolution and mend whatever rift has formed between you and jihyo. your hands shake from nervousness, jihyo notices and reaches out, placing her hands gently over yours. she knows how to calm you down, she’s a natural leader after all.
“being with you, especially now—it’ll make things really complicated and difficult, and if things go wrong then our relationship with each other could affect twice you know? y/n, i care about you lots, and we need to keep this professional.”
“yeah, i get that.” you say, relaxing just barely as her thumb grazes your knuckle. “i’m sorry for kissing you and making you uncomfortable, gosh, i'm an idiot. i'm really sorry.”
“it’s fine y/n, i'm sorry for not addressing this. i should’ve said something sooner instead of not confronting you. let's always be true with each other from now on, yeah?”
“yeah. thanks. i really want what we had—well, what we have to just be normal. i really love you and want the best for you.”
“likewise.” jihyo agrees, smiling. she holds your hand, squeezing it lightly before getting up. “wanna go grab something to snack on? i'm hungry.”
you laugh at her, easing the tension. “it’s like, eleven.”
“you act like you didn’t sneak out at two in the morning when we were trainees, c’mon, you don’t want a little treat? the convenience store is right down the street~”
you roll your eyes at her and stand up. “alright, let me get my coat. you're paying though.”
-
after clearing up things with jihyo, things seem to go back to normal.
you two joke and laugh and have deep conversations as before, your feelings seem to die down too. along with this, she reveals more about the guy she’s talking to: kang daniel.
he's also an idol, pretty well-known – though not nearly as much as jihyo – and it seems that he’s one to attract. but sitll, he appears to be just a regular guy, he’s really just a guy—there's not much to him. yet, learning more about him still stings a little, you know you could offer jihyo so much more. but your priority is her happiness, and as long as she's content, you're willing to set aside your own feelings. the agreement to maintain a professional and uncomplicated relationship remains intact, even though it tugs at your heartstrings to see her with someone else.
you feel like you’re benched, relegated to the sidelines while watching your leader and daniel take center stage. there's an undeniable urge to be in the game, to replace him on the field. you can't shake the feeling that with you in the lineup, more points would be scored, the team would triumph, and everything would align perfectly. yet, for now, you're resigned to watch from the sidelines, silently yearning for your chance.
this whole relationship screws you over, but you have other things to worry about while being an idol and friend to your other members. you can’t let him win, so you’ll pretend to be fine, even if it tears you apart in the slightest.
you wonder if time with jihyo is worth it these days, what do you even gain out of it?
-
jihyo realizes she’s made a big mistake.
her relationship with kang daniel is public now, but as soon as it’s revealed, there’s an uneasiness in her heart.
this is all real, the public knows it, her members know it, and especially you.
she spends more time with you and daniel simultaneously, but there’s this weird feeling when she’s with him. while in daniel's company, there's a strange tension that she can't quite shake off, but when she's with you? it's a different story altogether.
she finds herself laughing more freely, smiling more genuinely, and experiencing an unprecedented sense of relaxation. just being around you feels effortless and natural, it reminds her how grateful she is with you.
everytime she’s with daniel, part of her – all of her – is itching to get away and find herself back to you. she sees you in places and people she’s not with, it’s weird, it’s eating her up inside.
as daniel sits next to her on his couch, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close, she can't help but feel a sense of disconnection. despite his attempts at intimacy, her thoughts are consumed by you. it's a strange sensation, one she can't quite shake off. the scent of daniel's cologne pales in comparison to the aroma of lavender and vanilla from the fragrance you use.
and there he goes again, he starts to talk and it’s always about him, he never asks her about herself much. if jihyo’s ever talking about herself, it’s always her who initiates it. you were always one to ask about her day, how she’s doing, and you were simply attentive. daniel's rambles, words, and overall attempts at conversation these days—though well-intentioned, they fail to captivate her attention like yours do. she finds herself yearning for the moments when she can listen to your voice ramble on about anything and everything, or when she can ramble to you.
it feels like shes censoring or restraining a part of herself to daniel, but with you? it's the complete opposite.
it's strange, the uncertain feeling isn’t something she experiences when she's with friends or group members. only in daniel's presence does she find herself immersed in thoughts of you.
--
the preparation for more and more was rough on everyone, the choreo especially was difficult.
the choreo was exhausting, tearing the members apart at times. still, as the group you are, you all managed to persevere.
during one of the final dance practices, you catch from the corner of your eye jihyo leaning against the mirror, lips parted, hair sticking to her forehead, and staring into space daydreaming. she puts her head down for a moment before recollecting herself and standing back up, acting as if nothing had happened.
she stands in front of the mirror and sips on her water, staring at herself for a bit. it seems like she has a lot on her mind.
you walk over and put a hand on her shoulder, making her jump slightly before turning to you.
“oh, y/n. you scared me!” she says, laughing lightly. “did you need something?”
“you okay ji?” you ask her, “you looked really dead earlier.”
your leader doesn’t answer, too distracted by how you look at her. as she observes you, she notices the intensity in your eyes, the sweat glistening on your face, and in that moment, she's struck by your beauty. despite being sweaty and exhausted from the physically demanding choreography, your concerned expression and the tone of your voice have her speechless.
“hey,” you interupt her trance with your voice. using the small towel in your hand, you tap away at some of the sweat on her forehead. “you need to rest a bit more, take a longer break.”
“oh, yeah, sure.” her response is rushed, it slips from her lips without her thinking.
you pull out a water bottle and hand it to her, urging her to take a sip. “i think we’ve got it down pretty well, but it’s your call next time we run it again. take a break for now, i noticed you were fatigued during the dance break.”
jihyo looks at you a bit more, head tilted up just a bit to meet you. she scans your face again, brows creasing just barely as she takes in your visuals. you raise a brow at her sudden look, tilting your head a bit.
“yeah, you should definitely take a break.” you giggle, “you look so out of it.”
jihyo finds her cheeks warming up, it’s not from being exhausted and sweaty, something else brings a rush of warmth.
“sorry, just tired.”
“yeah, okay.” you laugh, rubbing away the sweat on the side of her face now with the towel in your hand. “you look funny like that.”
your leader watches you trudge away after the small interaction, perplexed at the sudden appeal in you. she's thinking about daniel, has he ever been that attentive? now that jihyo thinks about it, he’s never really done much about her stress or worries. he'd usually kiss her once and talk about himself in an attempt to distract her from her feelings. when you really take time to pay attention to her, it makes her feel all bubbly inside—daniel never evoked much of that.
jihyo wonders what it would be like if you were in daniel’s place.
“being with you, especially now—it’ll make things really complicated and difficult.”
her own words ring in her head as she watches you sit down next to chaeyoung, leaning on her and pulling out your phone to scroll.
jihyo feels conflicted, but there’s no time for that. especially not now, not when the comeback is soon.
-
you and your group situate yourselves for the inkigayo interview. minhyuk, jaehyun, and naeun are set to be the mc’s.
everything goes as planned, they introduce themselves before twice does, overall, the interview goes just as it should, but something irks jihyo.
the way you’re all situated makes it so that you stand next to naeun, who keeps glancing at you. jihyo can't shake the feeling of discomfort as she notices naeun’s behavior; the frequent glances, questions, and giggles directed at you make jihyo uneasy. the way you grow nervous and giggly in response to naeun’s attention strikes a nerve with jihyo, but she attempts to push down her weird feelings.
there's a subtle tension building within jihyo, she tries to maintain her composure with nods and forced smiles.
after the interview, all of you step out of the stage. the group gets together with the managers, but you’re pulled aside by naeun.
about three members pay attention to the interaction: sana and nayeon, who are the ones that stand closest to you, and jihyo is eavesdropping, trying to subtly listen in.
naeun tugs on the fabric of your top, earning your attention and a warm smile.
“hi y/n, i’m a big fan of you—and your groups’ music.” she says, grin spread across her face.
“oh, thank you so much.” you respond, bowing down slightly at her.
“i was just wondering, um, i think you’re beautiful.” she says shyly, “and you seem sweet too. would it be alright if we exchanged numbers? i'd love to talk to you more.”
your cheeks flush at the sudden question, you nod eagerly, nonetheless. naeun hands you her phone and you type your number in, making her smile brightly at you. you smile back the same.
“thanks y/n, you’re cute. we should grab a coffee sometime?”
“oh, yeah, i'd love that. sure, yes.” you answer.
naeun smiles at you once more before waving and heading back to jaehyun. when you turn around, sana and nayeon are raising their brows at you teasingly.
sana nudges your shoulder with hers and giggles, making an “ooo” sound. you roll your eyes at her, then nayeon joins in on the teasing.
“oh she was totally hitting on you. look's like y/n has some admirers?” nayeon’s remark earns a wave of dismissal.
“she probably just wanted to be friends and stuff, stop thinking so hard.”
“or maybe you need to think harder. she called you beautiful and wants to take you out, basically.” hearing sana say that earns a dust of pink on your cheeks, you shove her playfully. “y/n is blushing~”
“i’m not! stop that.” you groan, but the smile on your face makes it evident that the idea interests you.
jihyo eyes the three of you bickering, a frown finding its way to her lips. could naeun really be asking you out? and you—are you really going to do it? the thoughts frustrate jihyo, she decides to turn away and focus on anything else, joining in on the maknae’s conversations.
but the thought lingers in her mind: could you really be considering this? and why does it bother jihyo so much?
-
daniel invites jihyo over again and everything is the same as always. jihyo steps in and he kisses her as a greeting, jihyo kisses him back, placing a hand on his shoulder. she pulls away first, she always does.
he suggests a movie and some snacks, to which jihyo responds with a “sure,” because she doesn’t know what else she could possibly do with him these days. he sits down on his couch, turns on the tv, and pats down a space for jihyo. it's weird, she doesn’t immediately lean into his touch, instead he initiates something and jihyo tends to reciprocate.
daniel talks over the movie playing, something about the solo he’s working on and some recent schedule changes, but the woman in his arms isn’t listening. daniel frowns, bringing a hand to her cheek and turning her face so that she’s facing him.
jihyo almost flinches, pulls away from his touch.
(but she doesn’t, because what would that mean for them?)
“you alright? is something on your mind?” he asks, snapping her back to reality.
jihyo's eyes widen slightly, she eases away from his hand, then shakes her head.
“oh, sorry, just... the recent comeback.”
“ah, i see, i get it.” daniel says, giving her a little look of sympathy – jihyo can’t tell if it’s genuine, though. he smirks, the corner of his lip tugs up a bit, then suggests something as he puts a hand back on her cheek, “i know a way to get your mind off things, to get our minds out the gutter.”
and just like almost every moment with him, jihyo finds his lips on hers. she reciprocates – hesitantly – then gives in. it’s slow and whatnot at first, then daniel starts to get bold and plays with the hem of her shirt. before he can get further, jihyo pulls away, her hand on his chest and eyes partially closed.
“daniel i—um, we should take it slow. can we continue the movie?”
he looks at her confused, then furrows his brows. “oh, okay?”
daniel gets off of her and fights back a frown, but still, he settles by putting an arm back around her and pulling her close. the movie still plays, it’s not the most interesting but it’s better than anything with daniel. thirty minutes fly by and the movie still plays, though jihyo’s mind is elsewhere, probably thinking of you. when she turns to the left, she notices that daniel is asleep, almost too quickly despite what had just happened.
jihyo shrinks away from him, she fights back tears, wanting to leave and return to the dorms—anyplace where you’re nearby.
—
a book is in your hand, you’re reading some novel that your friend had shipped from the states. thankfully, you could read more than just literature in korean, works in english are great.
you're hunched over a bit, reading the book that sits under the glow of the lamp at your desk until you hear a knock. when you open the door, jihyo stands there, looking terrible.
“jihyo? what are you—hey, are you okay?”
she sighs, then looks at you pleadingly. you let her in with no questions asked, sitting down on your bed and patting down a space for her. she sits down next to you, leaning against your shoulder, a tear spills from her right eye. with your thumb, you rub it away, cupping her face gently.
“do you want to talk about it?”
“later.”
“okay. do you want to stay here tonight?”
...
“yes.”
“okay.”
you turn off the lamp on your desk and place a bookmark in between the pages of your book, then close it. jihyo lies down first, and then you slip into the sheets no later.
“come closer, please.” jihyo practically pleads, to which you respond with a hum.
the two of you stare at each other, barely able to see each other in the dark, but still making out features and expressions. there's no words exchanged throughout any of it, jihyo just stares and stares until she puts a hand on your forearm. and then you feel that it’s right to dip a foot in the water, placing your hand above her waist and applying a little pressure to move her closer to you. jihyo scoots over a bit, then moves her hand over your body, pushign herself closer and into the crook of her neck.
she feels herself relax in your presence, not wanting to let go or create more distance between the two of you. the warmth in her chest is completely foreign from whatever she feels around daniel, she wants to stay in this position with you forever, she’d much rather be like this with you than daniel.
and then she hears you mutter a, “goodnight,” the tremor of your voice sending a shiver down her spine and making her feel all tingly. jihyo thinks that she could spend years in your embrace, just this moment alone makes her think that all that time with daniel was a waste if she had the ability to just barge into your room and stay close.
—
when jihyo wakes up, she catches you applying a light layer of makeup. you're focused on the mirror, attentive to the detail.
she watches you for a moment more and decides to sit up when you rummage for some jewelry in your drawer. you catch her in the corner of your eye and turn to her, smiling.
“good morning.”
“are you headed somewhere?” jihyo asks, because it’s only eight thirty in the morning when she checks her phone and you’re already up and running, despite having nothing on your schedules.
“remember naeun? she invited me out for breakfast, then we were going to... i don’t know, just spend until the afternoon together.” jihyo might cry, she feels her heart sink at your words.
you look beautiful, and the thought of naeun seeing you like this, spending time with you, making you laugh? it strikes something in the leader. she watches you put on a necklace, silently processing everything. too many possibilities and worries run through jihyo’s head. you've just held her in your arms, comforted her and slept in the same bed with her, practically tangled together—and now, you’re going on a little date.
“hey, you alright? you look like you’re in a daze.” you say, looking at jihyo curiously.
“sorry, just tired still.”
“then you should sleep more.” you suggest, “sleep in, you can stay in my bed.”
“when are you going out with naeun?”
“soon, like basically now—oh, did you want to talk about what was troubling you? i’ll postpone or cancel if you--”
“no, no.” jihyo says. she shakes her head and purses her lips. “go have fun, i'm just going to sleep a little more.”
you examine her a little, narrowing your eyes at the woman in your bed and trying to pinpoint any hint of, well, anything. you can’t really pick out what’s going on or what might be troubling her, so you decide to let it go for now.
“let me know if you need anything, okay? i’ll respond right away.” your response kills her inside, knowing that you’re out of reach, despite your words, and who else is she supposed to tell about her troubles? how she felt about daniel and you; she can’t even figure out her own feelings.
you sit down on the bed and brush a strand of hair back, fixing her tousled hair. your eyes go from her eyes to her lips, then to her hand that you now hold. you squeeze lightly, then look her in the eye again.
“i’ll be back in the afternoon, okay? let me know if you need anything. just because you’re the leader doesn’t mean you don’t have your own feelings. text me, love you.”
jihyo gulps, and when you let go of her hand, she fights the instinct to reach back for yours.
-
naeun shows up wearing her hair up in a ponytail. she has on a long black coat over her white top, beige slacks, and whtie sneakers. she's pretty, there’s no doubt.
breakfast with her goes smoothly. you order fluffy pancakes with fruit, a simple latte, and indulge in two pieces of dark chocolate on the side. naeun opts for two pieces of french toast, a side of fruit, and a cup of tea. as you engage in small talk, you find her anecdotes and jokes genuinely amusing, often catching yourself covering your mouth to stifle laughter. her occasional flirtatious remarks elicit smiles from you, though you can't help but notice a slight detachment from the warmth you'd normally feel in such situations—but at the same time, this is your first... date?
the two of you walk down the streets and find yourself in alleyways, simply talking and taking a few pictures here and there. time with her is nice, but it’s weird feeling so... normal with her. your heart doesn’t do flips, you’re not blushing as much as you figured you would, and it feels like you’re hanging out with a friend rather than on a date. maybe that’s what this is.
naeun calls a ride around noon, saying something is on her schedule at two. you nod, understanding her reason of departure. she smiles at you, you smile back, and then she furrows her brows a bit, still grinning.
“i spotted some cameras around us, we’ll probably be on some headlines.” she says, fixing her bangs absentmindedly. “i’d kiss you if they weren’t here, you look adorable right now.”
maybe it was a date.
you smile shyly, feeling your face burn at the bold statement. “probably, that’s fine though. and thank you.”
she laughs softly and it has a nice ring to it. “let’s see each other again sometime, i enjoyed this.”
“me too.”
“i’ll see you, y/n.”
“yeah, see you.”
when she gets into the car, you wave at her, then immediately, your attention is back on your phone. jihyo had lingered in the back of your mind the whole date, you figure it’s because she seemed to have a hard time earlier. there are no new messages other than a text from your mom, a few notifications from the group chat with your members, and texts from naeun that you never got to read—she found you right after she texted anyway, there was no need to respond.
nothing from jihyo, unfortunately. you find it strange that you went all this time (three hours) without hearing a single thing from her. it makes you frown slightly, but you shake it off for the time being and call a ride back to the dorms.
-
when you get back to the dorms, jihyo isn’t there. you're dissapointed after hearing mina tell you that she’s out for lunch with daniel, jihyo never told you she’d be out for lunch.
mina eyes you while you take off your jacket. “you were out on a date?”
“how’d you know?”
“little article or something that nayeon sent to the group chat, ‘april’s naeun and twice’s y/n spotted grabbing brunch together.’” she says, reading off her phone. “nayeon and sana were teasing you as well.”
you sigh. “of course they were.”
“well, did you have fun?” mina asks you, raising a brow. “do you like her?”
it takes you a moment to respond, you have to think about it.
“she’s nice.”
“so you like her...?”
“maybe. i guess we’ll have to go out more to figure that out.”
“hm.” she looks at you, it seems that she’s trying to figure out something. “okay.”
you don’t question the uncertainty in her look; instead, you walk over to your room, deciding to lie down and reenergize.
--
as your outings with naeun become more frequent, you find yourself with fewer opportunities to engage in meaningful conversations with jihyo, or anything jihyo related. likewise, jihyo's increased outings with daniel and her focus on work leave her with little time to dwell on the uneasy feeling in her chest whenever she sees another headline about you and naeun. it's not like you two are public about your relationship, of course you weren’t, the media would be at your throats. but still, your members know, and if jihyo knew you’d feel a little guilty.
(you don’t know why, but that’s how you think.)
the next comeback takes your attention away from a lot of things, takes your energy away, takes time away from only the two of you – you and jihyo – not anyone else.
the distance between you and jihyo seems to grow with each passing day, overshadowed by the presence of others in your lives. there's a weird gap between you two, you seem to talk to anyone but each other these days.
--
[1:05am]
you: are you awake?
jihyo looks at her phone after it buzzes, wondering who could possibly be texting her at this hour. she’s in the living room watching some movie, the tv there is better than her laptop. she picks up her phone, looking at your contact and the contact photo of you that she had set – a picture of you before blowing out candles on your first birthday while in twice – then responds.
[1:07am]
jihyo: yes
you: what are you doing?
jihyo: on the couch watching a movie, why are you up?
you: just not tired. had an americano earlier.
part of you wants to mention that it was when you were with naeun, but you decide to leave it out. you don’t like to mention naeun really, not with jihyo at least. you don’t really know why, but it feels right not to.
you: can i join?
jihyo stares at the phone for a bit, she wouldn’t mind your company, if anything—it's been a while since the two of you have been alone.
jihyo: come.
you smile at your phone, you don’t usually smile at messages.
jihyo looks away from the tv once she spots you, you’re dressed in an oversized hoodie and shorts that cut off five or six centimeters above your knee. a smile is thrown her way and that same smile tugs at the leaders' lips.
you settle down next to her, a small, evident space in between that neither of you want there. jihyo continues the movie, pressing the “play” button and you sink back a bit, moving your hips up and lounging against the cushion. your body moves a bit when you do so, in a way that makes it so that your shoulders are touching. the small detail makes both of you concentrate on the movie more than necessary.
a few minutes pass, then you decide that’s enough silence. your turn your head and ask, “how have you been?” it’s a simple question, really, but it still catches jihyo off guard.
“good, you?”
“i’m good.” you answer, and then you look at her for a moment more. “how are things with daniel?”
jihyo tenses up a bit, the last thing she wants to think about is him. “alright. what about you and naeun?”
“oh, yeah we’re alright.”
the two of you stare at each other for a bit, unsure of what to say for a bit.
your head falls to the cushion of the couch, you lean against it, keeping eye contact with jihyo before your gaze softens.
“are we okay?”
“what do you mean y/n?”
“i just, miss talking to you. it feels like forever since we’ve been... alone.”
she chuckles nervously. “i mean, i guess. the comeback has been... tiring. i'm glad we have this day off. plus, we’ve been spending time with... well, you know, our...” she wants to say lovers, but it throws her off. is lover the right word for daniel? boyfriend is, maybe, but that’s just a label. still, she doesn’t want to say that.
"yeah," you respond, the word heavy with a tinge of disappointment. and then you stare hard at jihyo, studying her under the soft glow of the living room lights. you take in every detail—the gentle curve and sparkle of her eyes under the dimmed lights, the natural beauty of her bare face—and commit it to memory, because who knows when you’ll have time to look at her like this again.
you realize that wow, you’ve missed this view – her, park jihyo – and part of you feels bad because you and your girlfriend naeun have spent so much time together lately, yet nothing about naeun makes you pause in place like this. your brain is tangled in a knot, you don’t know why.
“you look really good with the red hair.” your voice is soft, it’s gentle. “you look beautiful with anything.”
as the memory of you drunkenly complimenting her flashes through her mind, jihyo experiences a sense of déjà vu. this time you're sober, and the words you speak hold genuine sincerity.
“thanks.” her tone appreciative. she leans into the cushion, and now your heads are at the same level, the eye contact much more... intense.
jihyo doesn’t say half of what she’s thinking. you look great too, you always look astonishing. your current hairstyle, particularly the shorter, dark hair from this comeback, suits you remarkably well. the way the stylists style your hair, you, and just everything, jihyo tries not to stare too hard during rehearsals and filming. and now, god, especially now, now with your slightly disheveled hair, your sleepy eyes, bare face and leisured look. now with that voice of yours coaxing her to relaxation; you’re as captivating as ever.
she feels her voice grow fainter as she answers, “you look pretty too.”
“thanks miss leader.” you mutter lowly, which earns a giggle from the two of you. the little remark earns a dying tension that was in the air, and now your shoulders are fully touching after you scoot closer.
your arms are linked after you make the bold move, excusing the action with an “i’m cold,” but there’s no need for an excuse because jihyo’s fine with it. if anything, jihyo’s glad that you’re all touchy like this (even if it’s just a linked arm).
the movie that’s playing has already been ignored, acting as background noise as the two of you converse about who knows what. the only thing that matters is that you’re giggling like you used to, your cheeks are warm, and you’re starting to get a little sleepy.
when your words start to slur, jihyo shortens her answers and talks a little less, watching as your head falls to her shoulder and feeling you shuffle into a more comfortable position. when you fall asleep jihyo doesn’t budge, instead glancing at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world and—
it hits jihyo. there’s a striking, obvious reason that she feels the way she does towards you, why she’s been distant and hesitant with her interactions. never has her heart felt this warm or right with daniel.
her brows crease a little when she realizes, but for now, you’re asleep and content, so maybe she should be too instead of adding another worry on top of the comeback.
besides, she’s comfy right there with you, and you’re clearly feeling the same.
she closes her eyes, sighing quietly, allowing one of your arms to slip behind her back and the other over her lap so you can loosely wrap around her waist. her head gently falls to rest against yours, and soon she's fast asleep, one hand nestled in your hair while the other rests against your forearm. in this peaceful moment, she finds solace in your presence, feeling content for the first time in a while.
-
nayeon is still tired when she walks into the living room, but the sight of your arms lazily wrapped around jihyo’s waist, your legs messily laid out on the couch, and jihyo laid down at an awkward angle seems to wake the older member up.
taking her phone out, she giggles, then snaps a picture that’ll be used against the two of you in the groupchat.
(and little do you know, when both of you wake up to see the picture that’s sent, you’ll save it even if you act annoyed, both of you adding it to your favorites without letting anyone know.)
-
the comeback takes up all your time and energy, having to wake up for the pre recordings, interviews, and then trying to go about your day normally like you’re not about to pass out any moment takes a toll on you.
you've been seeing naeun for a couple of months now, of course you enjoyed spending time with her and whatnot, but when you kissed her, touched her intimately those few times or did anything romantic? it just felt... off. you didn’t mind, you’d initiate some of it, but that didn’t get rid of the fact that something was missing.
there was the thought of jihyo doing these things with you, and you had to shake your head to get rid of that thought. jihyo doesn’t like you, not like that, and she’s with daniel. she’s probably on cloud nine with him, maybe all sappy and romantic, happy. the though of him making her feel like that makes you frown. you felt terrible when you thought like this, of jihyo – so you felt terrible most of the time – because naeun was with you, and she should be enough. she is enough, but that didn’t stop you from wishing she were jihyo sometimes.
(all the time.)
spending time with naeun takes a lot too, and you’re much more cranky, less talkative, and just being around her feels like it’s hurting both of you. there’s no spark anymore, even when you kiss her or when she kisses you. making out with her feels like a chore because there’s worries in the back of your mind and stress piling up. your troubles take a toll, it goes on for almost a month before naeun decides to leave what you two have as just friends. you agree without hesitation, realizing it’s the best for both of you, but you wonder why you’re not as... emotional.
in return, jihyo knew her schedule would take the time with daniel away from her – not that she minded – which led her to make the same decision that naeun had made (but with daniel, of course. if she were with you, what could possibly lead her to break things off with you? who would ever do that?)
when she unties the knot with daniel, it’s like a weight is lifted of her shoulders, and now the comeback doesn’t seem half as bad, it’s almost as if daniel were the reason she’s been so uptight and stressed. jihyo thinks that can’t be because—well, the person you’re with shouldn’t make you feel like that, they should make you feel relaxed and bubbly and sappy and as if your head is in the clouds.
and that’s exactly how she feels when she gets those small moments alone with you.
both of you are aware of the realization, yet neither wants to confront it directly, opting instead to push the mutual feelings aside.
it lingers between you, unspoken yet palpable, as you both silently grapple with its implications, unwilling to acknowledge its weight.
“it’ll make things really complicated and difficult, and if things go wrong then our relationship with each other could affect twice you know?”
--
for the next couple of months until your next comeback, your relationship with your leader seems to creep back to its normal self.
with the other members you’re found inching closer to the leader, it’s honestly not on purpose but by default. it just happens.
then there’s those times where you’re alone, giggling and talking like nothing matters, like life as an idol is a breeze because really, it is when you have someone like jihyo by your side. someone you can reveal your deepest worries to, somone you can talk to without judgement, just someone you can lean on. jihyo is exactly that.
of course the members notice, but that could just be another mina and chaeyoung situation, where you’re both close and that’s it. of course, there’s much more than just being close, hell, mina and chaeyoung are more than close these days – you’ve caught them being a little too touchy and affectionate for it to be something that’s just friends – but that’s just how they are. you and jihyo on the other hand, that’s a different case, but everyone is too occupied to really look into it, so the two of you continue to be close, closer than ever without thinking much of it. afraid to think more about what it is.
alone time with jihyo becomes more frequent, including outings that used to be with naeun, dinner that used to be with naeun, laying in bed that used to be with naeun and... well, everything that used to be done with naeun. except each time it feels much more rewarding and tender.
your heart does more flips than it ever did with naeun, and jihyo could say the same in regard to daniel.
--
“alcohol free” is a hit, there’s no doubt about that. when there’s a hit, there's wins, and when there are wins, there is a night of celebrating.
(karaoke for hours, drinks, more drinks, and even mrore, and then meaningless laughs and conversations between you and your members.)
jihyo sits next to you with her second beer of the night, she can feel herself growing loose and looser. you’re still on your first beer, despite it being half full, you’re eyeing the soju on the table.
mina's the only one not drinking, while tzuyu takes just a few sips before passing her strawberry-flavored beer to you, her eyes wary of getting too tipsy. jeongyeon, already pretty drunk, leans heavily on momo, slurring random words. everyone seems to be on their way to wasted, or simply having a great time.
you turn to the left to see jihyo laughing away, about what? who knows. all you know is that she looks effortlessly pretty, smile lighting up the room and eyes all squinty in a way that makes your heart ache, yearn, scream, all of the above. you think that she’s looked the best this comeback (you always think that with each comeback); her cheeks are a little sun kissed from filming the music video, she seems brighter, and especially with her mid length hair, the way it frames her face so nicely, you could kiss her, maybe just a press to her cheek, and if she lets you, maybe a little more—
nope. you can’t do that. you stop yourself from thinking further. you turn away, cheeks burning from something else that’s not alcohol, something that you don’t want to acknowledge.
there’s the sinking feeling in your chest and now you’re a little scared that what you’ve had to drink will amplify it – it basically already has – so you slow down a bit, trying to get down from that temporary high. the pit in your stomach gets worse when you glance back at jihyo, who’s already looking at you with stars in her eyes.
your skin tanned during the shoot, drawing some flak from a handful of netizens, but also garnering heaps of adoring, and a couple suggestive comments from others online. jihyo understands the appeal when looking at you, the tanned skin, nice features, and the dark, wavy, long hair that you’re pulling off for this album. of course, jihyo loves tzuyu, adores her really, and cares for the youngest, yet, whenever she glances your way, she can't help but think you'd fit the "visual" title just as well. maybe even better.
she leans over a bit, just enough so that her lips graze your ear before she says, “you look cute, y/n.”
“oh, thank you.” a giggle is added to mask the uneasiness in you before you distance yourself a bit. “i don’t feel the best, i think i might head back earlier.”
“so soon?” she tugs at your arm, pouting. “what am i supposed to do without you here?”
don't say that.
you grin, it’s forced. “c’mon, you’ll be fine without me. you look like you’re having fun already.”
“only because you’re here.” her words are a little slurred. “you make everything so... nice. yeah, that’s right, that’s the word.”
“well, i'm glad—but i really am tired. i gotta go, you have fun okay? just think of me and... things will be nice. you're not very alcohol free.” the stupid joke is followed by a giggle, and despite how corny it is – usually jihyo would punch you lightly and roll her eyes – jihyo feels like she’s just been punched in the gut.
you stand up and jihyo fights back the urge to pull you back, maybe into her, just close, that’s all she knows. the space next to her feels cold now, and the room feels darker as soon as you say your goodbyes. jihyo thinks it can’t get any worse, but then you move over so your lips are centimeters away from her ear, muttering a “think of me, i'll be at home” which definitely amplifies the ache in her heart.
home, that’s where jihyo wants to be as soon as you leave the room. she wants to be with you, maybe that’s what—or who home is.
when you get into your cab, you can’t help but think abotu jihyo more. the hurt in her face as you left, and the thought that she might like you too crosses your mind, but that can’t be, she rejected you a few years ago.
there's still that chance that her feelings changed, just maybe she feels even the slight attraction you feel with her. your feelings never really died down, adn you realize that maybe it was wrong to get into a relationship with naeun while your feelings for jihyo were still under the surface.
after you shower and get ready for bed – mind in a flurry the whole time – you’re bascially completely sober. you're still alone in the dorm, opting to try to organize your thoughts and conflicted feelings until you get a little notifcation on your phone.
you reach over, squinting at the screen.
[12:00am]
jihyo: i wish you would’ve stayed. miss you.
...
[1:30am]
y/n: miss you too.
--
jihyo’s flustered and nervous, cursing at herself and practically pulling her hair out as soon as she reads the text she sent. she's at your door before you even wake up the next morning to apologize to your half-asleep self. you wave her off and mutter a sleepy “it’s fine, really,” which soothes her.
the two of you pretend that night never happened after the apology, and then for the next year you run in circles. run around your feelings, run away from them. it's better, less complicated.
--
when the two of you manage to finally come to a point in your lives where the mutual feeling isn’t eating you two up, something else decides to swoop in and bring you back to square one.
“dates?” nayeon laughs a little. “like, wine and dine? or...”
you laugh too because, what, a date? a vlog of... a date with one of your members. it sounds silly, but also fun at the same time. you're already on board to this “2wice date” idea that the director had suggested, and it’s one of those things that makes your job much more amusing.
the rest of the members seem to be on board, and then you’re given the pairings, which renders you stiff in your seat.
“nayeon and tzuyu,” the director says, making the rest of the member's giggle. the oldest and the youngest, that would be fun to watch, fun to poke at and think about.
“mina and chaeyoung,” well, they’ve already been on dates, practically (probably) already a couple whether they know it or not. you watch chaeyoung smile like a little kid, a smile taking over. mina looks at her and a small smile tugs at her lips too. you only poke at chaeyoung.
“sana and momo.” alright, that would obviously go fine, they’re already attached to the hip anyway and—
the realization hits you: there’s only one pairing left. all the others are paired up, leaving you and jihyo.
jihyo's gaze lingers on you, and for half a second you catch her eyes widening in realization before she quickly composes herself. meanwhile, you're doing your utmost to keep it together. just when you believed you had moved on from her, or at least accepted that it wasn't going to happen, all those emotions come rushing back. you're certain this revelation will keep you tossing and turning at night until the date finally arrives.
the idea of going on a real date with her feels like cupid taking aim at your heart—but not in the traditional romantic sense. it's more like cupid wielding a gun instead of a bow, the bullet tearing your heart wide open. yeah, that's a better comparison.
the members tease each other after everything, but out of all the pairings it’s you and jihyo who get poked at the most. you feel like your heart might burst, and jihyo feels the same.
--
both of you sit on jihyo’s bed for a bit, trying to think of an idea for your date. neither of you want to admit it, but you’re both equally as giddy for this little episode.
jihyo suggests going for a drive, some coffee, and then a garden. it seems romantic, so romantic that you wonder if it’s alright taking on this whole thing.
“that sounds great.” you end up responding, smiling at jihyo as you say it. she purses her lips together and forms something that’s also a smile, the two of you laugh for no reason and a little spark starts a flame in your heart.
--
the cameras roll, it’s time to act like you’re not about to lose your mind. you're officially on this date with the prettiest, most charming woman you know, right as that recording button had been pressed.
“alright, let’s go for a drive.” and with that you follow jihyo, getting into the white car on the passengers side.
you observe jihyo starting the car, paying no mind to the managers awkwardly third-wheeling in the backseat. she shoots you a smile, and all you can do is laugh, raising the camera in your hand and pointing it at her as she maneuvers out of the parking spot and hits the road.
the car ride remains eerily quiet for a significant stretch because you simply can’t stop looking at her. jihyo doesn't seem to mind much (although deep down she does, but with cameras rolling, she has to keep her cool), and she keeps the conversation flowing, steering it towards simple, everyday topics. you manage to slip in brief responses while your eyes drink in the contours of her side profile, her beauty laid bare before you.
“y/n, you and i. we used to spend so much time together, alone.” the sudden switch from teasing nayeon and tzuyu’s date catches you off guard.
“yeah, especially before alcohol free, we still spend time together, no?”
“you’ve been straying away from me these days.” of course she’s saying it jokingly, but deep down you both know that there’s a small rift starting to form as you try to run away from your feelings. “do you remember what we’d do?”
looking out the window, you nod and say, “yeah, i remember we’d watch a lot of your shows. i never was a big movie or show person, but jihyo always managed to have me finishing multiple series’ and movies in a week.”
the two of you giggle. “you enjoyed them though.”
“some. you've made me sit through questionable things. it was always late at night though and i knew you had issues with sleeping, so i always said yes because i just wanted you to be well rested.”
a small silence envelops the air before jihyo breaks it.
“wow,” she turns to you since the light is red, her eyes appreciative. “thank you.”
“anything for twice’s leader.” your words manage to break the ice.
when you two get to the cafe, jihyo links her arms with yours and you almost drop the tripod holding the camera.
your cheeks flush as you place your order, and then jihyo steps in, graciously paying for both of you with the corporate card, causing your blush to deepen. thankfully, you're wearing a mask; otherwise, fans would have a field day with this. they'd find a way to capture your flustered moments regardless, probably compiling them into a youtube compilation.
there's a little outside area of the cafe, so of course, the two of you find your way out there.
“it’s so pretty outside, but my date is prettier.” jihyo says to the camera, making you push her gently.
“oh god, you’re being quite the romantic.”
“why wouldn’t i my love?” jihyo teases, using the pet name that makes you cringe inwardly. but deep down, you can't deny that a part of you secretly adores it, even though you all pretend to be grossed out by it when the cameras are rolling.
you roll your eyes before posing on a bench for jihyo, laughing at the way she positions herself in order to get a perfect angle of you.
(jihyo thinks that every angle of you is more than perfect.)
after jihyo finishes snapping pictures and showering you with compliments as if she's actually your girlfriend—though she isn't, and you have to constantly remind yourself that this is all for the sake of that little date episode—you switch roles. now, you're the one capturing moments, aiming your camera at her. you're in awe, wanting to preserve each shot you take on your little film camera, each one is worthy of being framed in a museum.
“you’re beautiful,” you accidentally say out loud, which makes jihyo blush in return. there's no chance that’s getting cut out.
and then you’re back in the car, but before you walked over you made sure your arms were linked, locking them tightly as if she’ll float away. jihyo gets into the driver's side and you make a small comment about being her passenger princess.
“passenger princess?”
“it’s a funny little thing, never heard of it?”
"you can be a princess all the time, not just when you're my passenger, my love," jihyo says, but immediately cringes as the words leave her mouth—not because she dislikes the term of endearment, but because it feels a bit too intimate in front of the cameras. then, the two of you burst into laughter, as if it were the funniest thing in the world. you figure the more she says “my love” the more you’ll get used to it, maybe even crave hearing it when the cameras aren’t rolling and in your dorms, as normal.
the final destination is some water garden, it’s beautiful out. the two of you find a little table to sit on and decide to have a deeper conversation there.
your heart does a flip, a tumble, and almost beats out your chest when jihyo says, “i’ve always been really captivated by you.”
“what?”
“i’m serious. i mean, all of twice, they’re all special to me, but you’ve always stood out, especially these days.”
“yeah?”
“yeah.” jihyo affirms.
you flash her a grin, then quickly turn away, attempting to compose yourself. deep down, you know the editors will have a field day with how much of a nervous wreck you are, but you try not to let it show.
“you’re one of the prettiest people i've laid eyes on, you know? ever since i first met you on sixteen.” you admit suddenly, looking down. “everything about you has caught my attention since then, you’ve only grown brighter these days.”
“is that so?”
you nod. “i mean, everyone has been brighter. these days, everyone seems to be close and happy, i'm glad.” you pause, and jihyo waits for you to continue. “i’m just really glad we’re happy these days. i've done everything i can to keep everything from being complicated.”
the realization hits, she makes complete eye contact with you as you say it. your eyes stare hard into hers, like daggers pointing at her. and then you look down again, playing with your hands.
"sometimes, i don't know, i feel a little overwhelmed with how i feel and everything, but after spending time with you like this," your words now directed solely at jihyo, a shift she can clearly sense as her heart tightens. "i start to think that maybe... maybe it's okay if things are complicated. because we've dealt with complicated stuff before and managed to work through it. but sometimes i still avoid things and it makes the feelings worse. sometimes, you have to complicate things to reach an outcome that'll make everything alright. i think about that a lot, but i'm not sure if i'm wording it right. i think i want to complicate things now that i think about it.”
you're not sure if any of what you're saying will make the final cut, and even if it does, the viewers might not grasp the real meaning. but as jihyo's eyes soften while she looks at you, you find yourself locking eyes with her again. there's a silent understanding passing between you, and suddenly, your words seem to resonate on a deeper level, shifting the atmosphere. jihyo understands, and in that moment, it's as if her heart breaks free from its constraints.
“i think you’re right y/n. maybe complicating things is worth the trouble.”
“yeah.” is all you can say.
a brief silence settles, but it's far from uncomfortable. you share a smile with jihyo, and a few seconds pass before the two of you effortlessly shift the conversation back to discussing your fellow members and how both of you have grown over time.
in that lingering silence, there's a final understanding, unspoken yet palpable. you realize that this moment, right here, is probably the most content you've felt in a while. and judging by the serene expression on jihyo's face, she feels the same way too.
minutes later, you snap the final pictures, finding a swinging seat by the water to settle on. jihyo leans against your shoulder, and a sense of warmth and contentment washes over you. as the managers stand in front of the two of you, holding your film camera and waiting for a pose, jihyo moves away slightly and then leans her head back against you. with a soft smile, she puts up a little peace sign, and you instinctively mirror her gesture as your heads gently touch.
a rush of confidence floods through you, emboldening your actions. you turn your head slightly so you can whisper into jihyo's ear, "can i kiss you? on the cheek."
she turns to you in surprise, her face almost meeting yours due to the proximity, then nods with a slight flush on her face. "yes, of course you can."
for the next picture, your lips gently land on jihyo's cheek, your hand instinctively cupping the other side of her face to draw her closer. jihyo smiles big, the happiness evident in her expression and pink cheeks. there's no doubt that once this picture is developed, the two of you will spend a good amount of time gazing at it, admiring the moment captured on film.
“i’m happy we got paired.” you admit, the camera capturing your words.
“me too, i'm really glad.” jihyo responds
--
you and jihyo don’t talk much after the date, when you reach the dorms, jihyo is afraid to say anything really. this is the first time she’s had to think so much about, well, the two of you for the first time in a while.
“that was a lot of fun.” you simply say trying to ease the tension. “it was lovely.”
“i liked it a lot.”
you nod, and look at her, searching in her eyes for something. “are you okay?”
“i’m fine, y/n.” her tone is unsure, a little apprehensive.
“right, okay.” you narrow your eyes at her, then sigh. “i’ll be in my room, if you... need anything.”
jihyo doesn’t utter a word, instead she lets you walk away, watching you turn back to meet her as you step inside.
a wave of emotions crashes over you, and a part of you—perhaps all of you—wants to cry. the date wasn't bad, but now everything feels... strange. it's not uncomfortable, but you can't shake the feeling that maybe jihyo didn't quite understand what you were trying to say during your ramblings. maybe she was just being polite, playing along, and she'll give you a gentle talk later.
flopping onto your bed, you close your eyes and rub your face with your hands, feeling the weight of uncertainty pressing down on you. you resist the urge to tear your hair out, but the turmoil inside you remains, leaving you feeling lost and unsure of what comes next. what could possibly happen after this? after acknowledging years of these unspoken feelings, you really can’t pinpoint a—
you shoot up from your bed at the sound of a knock on your door. you quickly run through the possibilities—nayeon is out with momo, and tzuyu has a shoot—leaving you with one answer.
it's jihyo, it’s definitely jihyo.
unsure why, you’re a bit scared. she's at your door waiting, all you have to do is open it and figure out what might happen next. the anticipation grills you.
you open it, looking down a bit to see jihyo.
“y/n.”
“hey, are you—”
“i can’t keep doing this anymore.” she says, looking and sounding conflicted. “after today i realized that, i don’t know, i really love you.” she pauses, waiting for you to say something, anything. when you don’t, she continues. “all these years, i was a fool for saying all that, you know, the professionalism and complications. i realize now that it only made things worse and, gosh, years, years, i've been fighting back how i felt about you. how i still feel about you and, this whole date thing—y/n, i can’t imagine waiting any longer or fighting back anything any longer.”
everything that jihyo says seems like a fever dream, part of you doesn’t believe she’s saying all of this. you're frozen in place, staring at her with your jaw dropped a little, wanting to say something, anything, but you can’t.
“please say something, i know you felt this way about me initially and--”
“kiss me.” you interject, shakign your head in disbelief. “just--”
jihyo doesn’t wait for another word from you. in an instant, she closes the distance between you, and oh my god, her lips are soft, she's perfect. it's surreal— you're kissing park jihyo, the culmination of years of inner turmoil, fighting against your own desires. everything you've daydreamed of and hoped for is finally happening, and it's even more incredible than you imagined. it's all so right.
you close your eyes tight, afraid that if you open them she’ll be gone and this will all unfold into a dream. but you feel her hands on your cheek and it proves that yeah, this is all real. you can’t help but smile, jihyo feels it as you kiss her. she feels herself smiling against you too.
stumbling back a little, jihyo closes the door behind the two of you before you both fall backwards onto your bed. she pulls away from the kiss to catch her breath properly, and you can barely open your eyes in the haze of the moment. but when you finally manage to, you see her smiling down at you like you're the most precious thing in the world, like you're everything she's needed this whole time and honestly, you are.
all those years of uncertainty, but she was always certain about you. no matter how hard she tried to push it down, it was you she needed. and now, it's real—nothing is complicated anymore, who cares if it’s anything even close to unprofessional or complicated. you don’t, that’s for sure.
you hold her in place by her hips, gently keeping her in place before eagerly catching her lips again, cupping her cheek as you kiss her deeply. you never want to pull away, never want to stay apart from her from now on.
all those years of pining, and despite how conflicted you felt, it was all worth it if it meant jihyo kissing you now, and by the end of the night: in your arms.
everything was worth it if it meant her in the end.
#miinatozakiii#twice imagines#twice x reader#kpop x reader#jihyo x reader#park jihyo x reader#twice jihyo#park jihyo#jihyo imagines
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okok, headcanons for fwb w Jihyo? (not just smutty, but maybe some sad ones too?) thanks! - 🧸 anon
★ — PARK JIHYO HCS : Friends With Benefits !! ✮⋆˙
☆ a/n: I actually love writing sad-ish shit (angsty sex ugh), also yes this gets done quicker than most rqs guysss :p
☆ warnings : most nsfw! written for FEMALE reader or g!p reader. thigh kink. switch!jihyo. written under the cut ≽^•⩊•^≼ !!
★ — HOW IT HAPPENED! :
honestly, jihyo didn’t mean for it to come out that way. she had done a lot of drinking the night it happened, a little overly stressed about a new twice come back- when she just blurted it out to you. “do you wanna fuck?”. and I mean, who would say no to the park jihyo? not anyone with a brain. so obviously you said yes!
now, in the morning jihyo was (rightfully) confused when she found you in her bed. but as her memories had come back to her, you two discussed it (in graphic detail. especially the part where you discussed the scratches she left on your back, and the probable noise complaint from your neighbors).
suddenly, boom! a friends with benefits relationship started. jihyo’s a busy girl, so you didn’t mind! you’d willingly help her destress anytime!
★ — FWB SEX W/ JIHYO! :
jihyo’s an animal in bed. there are two things, you either get super whiny and submissive jihyo who NEEDS to be fucked right then and there. she wants her clothing ripped off, and your strap deep inside of her as quick as possible. she wants to be begging to cum as you pound relentlessly into her :((
submissive jihyo is insatiable. she won’t stop until she’s near passing out. and she definitely won’t let you stop. even if your jaw locks. you’re going to make her cum.
submissive jihyo will ride your cock so hard you feel you might cramp up. she’ll squeeze her thighs around you and milk every last drop of cum from you. but fuuuuuuuck, do you love her thighs. they’re like heaven and feel even better.
but! dominant jihyo is a complete one eighty. first of all, if you come to her and you wanna be fucked, you’re e gonna get fucked. jihyo will use her biggest, thickest strap on you until you’re whining and begging for her to stop (while secretly wanting more). and if you’ve got a dick..good luck. she’s teasing you endlessly, maybe even whipping out the vibrators to torment you some more. she loves to see you whimpering <3
if you’re a good girl for her, dominant jihyo will shower you with praise <3 and maybe she’ll even let you lay between her thighs when it’s all over :))
but if you’re a bad girl- dominant jihyo won’t stop until you’re shooting blanks or clenching so tight around her finger she thinks they might break. She just loves to see her little girl sobbing, feeling the most intense pleasure in her life.
★ — KINKS! :
thigh kinkkkkk! trust and believe our girl is going to be absolutely SMOTHERING you in her thighs. she’s got a pretty light asphyxiation kink, and likes to see the air leave you, nearly making you pass out. but oh, it feels like a gift from the fucking gods when she straddles you like that.
degradation! whether it’s giving or receiving, jihyo needs degradation. while you’re fucking relentlessly into her tight little cunt, she needs you to be telling her how much of a dirty slut she is for your cock :(( and if you’re the one being endlessly tortured, jihyo won’t stop calling you her perfect fucking cumslut. because that’s what you are, right? <3
voyeurism! jihyo loves to see you all dressed up for her. coming to your room after a long day, there’s nothing she wants more than to see you whining as you finger or jerk yourself off. she wants to see that pretty blush on your face <3
sex…anywhere! jihyo will fuck you literally anywhere. in the storage closet? okay! in the dance room? perfect, the mirrors make it hotter. in a bathroom? you better keep quiet for her. hell, even in JYP’s office? She’ll make you cum all over his documents.
★ — AFTERCARE! :
jihyo’s aftercare depends on if she’s giving or receiving that night. if dominant jihyo is giving the aftercare, she’ll pepper kisses on your back after your done your fifth round at most. she’ll carry you off to the bath, sometimes your in and out of consciousness, and she’ll clean you up nice and good.
dominant jihyo will hold you to sleep, rubbing up and down your waist and providing warmth with her soft body. she’ll whisper little words to you, or play you some of twice’s soft music.
submissive jihyo wants to be pampered. she’s like a little brat. when she’s done taking your strap/cock, she’ll whine until you clean her up. she’ll look at you with those cute eyes of hers, give you a smile that makes her just look…so beautiful, until you give in.
submissive jihyo wants you to hold her when she’s sleeping. maybe she feels protected then, maybe she just wants the warmth. you start to think otherwise when she nuzzles her head into your neck and plants kisses there.
★ — BUT…:
things get hard when you realize you actually like her. jihyo isn’t aware of it, but you sure as hell are. those stupid butterflies you get when she brushes your waist, or smiles in your direction. the view of her back as she gets dressed from your bed in the morning, covering in love bites.
actually, jeongyeon is the first to figure it out. she wants to scold you two, but then she sees the love in your eyes for jihyo. her heart breaks a bit for you, knowing the type of busy woman jihyo can be. but she appreciates you being there for her little sister :((
when jihyo figures out you like her…she’s distraught. of course, being jihyo, she over thinks to the MAX. what if she hurts your feelings? the last thing she wants is to ruin your… well- what is it you have exactly? a friendship? no…not anymore. a relationship? well…maybe…?
actually, your love might be a little..unrequited at first. but jihyo thinks she could learn to love you just fine.
#⭑ — dee’s writing#⭑ — dee’s headcanons#kpop fanfic#kpop x reader#kpop#kpop writers#kpop smut#twice#twice x fem reader#twice x you#twice x reader#park jihyo x fem reader#park jihyo x reader smut#reader x jihyo#jihyo x reader smut#park jihyo x reader#park jihyo smut#jihyo x reader#jihyo smut#park jihyo#jihyo#twice jihyo#jihyo headcanons#fwb#🧸 anon
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Kinktober '22 Day 3- Park Jihyo
Prompts: Public sex, Brat taming
Word Count: 804
Synopsis: Jihyo's partner has been teasing her throughout their whole shopping trip, and in the mall food court, she finally snaps.
Consists of: Dom!Jihyo, Sub!AFAB Reader, Public sex, Brat taming, Degradation, Vaginal Fingering, Mommy kink, Humiliation, Reader wears a skirt, Brief breast worship, Mention of strap-on sex
"Shut the fuck up and stop moving," Jihyo angrily whispers in my ear. She acts as if it's totally uncalled for, for me to be squirming around and trying my best to hold back my moans while she's literally fingering me; in public no less. We're in the food court at the mall, completely out in the open, people everywhere you look; God, how shameless can one woman be?
I guess this is what I get though, I brought this onto myself. I know I shouldn't've been teasing Jihyo throughout our whole shopping day: "accidentally" dropping things right in front of her so she'd see me bent over, "subtle" little touches on her body as we stand together, pretending to need help changing into something only to let her have a teasing peak at my bare body. I'm sure the latter was the last straw, but what can I say? I've been craving her all day.
"I-I'm sorry, Mommy...", I'm trying to speak as quietly as I can, desperately not wanting anyone to detect us. It's hard to hold back the moans threatening to come out of my mouth. My eyes are rapidly looking from side to side, praying that I won't catch anyone looking over at us.
"You know what? Now that I think about it, there's really no point in making you be quiet. Your pussy's so loud everyone's probably heard you already...", Jihyo hooks her fingers in me a few times to emphasize the squelching sound as I close my eyes in embarrassment, "But I don't think anyone would be surprised that a slut like you has a nasty, soaking cunt. Or that you're so needy that you have to be tended to in public. How about you open your legs wider so they can hear you better, hm?", she smirks into the side of my neck after she finishes saying hushed words of filth into my ear.
"But-", I start.
"'But' nothing. Open your goddamn legs," fearing upsetting her further, I comply. My skirt rises up my thighs as I spread them; my heart beating out of my chest at how much more exposed I am in this position.
Jihyo thrusts her fingers in and out of me at a steady pace, using her thumb to rub on my clit while she does so. I can see how focused she is on it: eyes staring at my lower half, bottom lip being held by her teeth. I know she must be throbbing too at this point, and a very large part of me wants to relieve her tension: reach over and play with her too. But in the state she's in right now, I know she'll shoo my hand away, "This is supposed to be about you, you're the one who wanted to get fucked so bad," she'd tell me.
That's okay though, I'll take care of her later.
My eyes drift down to Jihyo's tits, and my mouth starts to water. I think back to last night, when I had her plush, heavy mounds hanging in front of my face as she roughly bounced on my strap. I sucked and nibbled on them, leaving hickey's all over her; thinking about the marks still being there turns me on even more. The image of her big, bruised tits brings me closer to the edge.
"M-mommy, I'm gonna-", I grasp onto her arm as she moves her hand faster in and out of me, circles my clit with more pressure than before. To anyone around we probably just look like one of those clingy couples that always have to be touching, cuddling even in the most public of places. I really hope that's what we look like. If only everyone knew what was really going on: that Jihyo was making me fall a part on her fingers in front of their very eyes.
"Let go, whore. Cum on my hand. Let everyone see you reach your peak," She places light kisses on my neck as she brings me closer and closer. After her working me a bit longer, my legs are briskly closing round her arm, shaking softly. My head immediately falls to her shoulder, my whole body spent. Now we really have become one of those clingy couples, me gripping onto Jihyo as my heart settles back to it's natural tempo, she rubs her hand along my back, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.
She reaches over our table to get a napkin, pulling her hand out of me once my legs open up again and wiping my juices off of her hand, balling the tissue up after, "Let's go home, baby," she grabs my hand with her free one and pulls me up, "but don't think we're done just because I'm being nice to you again," she warns.
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Prompt from: @buckyownsmylife
My Kinktober 2022 Masterlist 🎃
#twice smut#twice x fem reader#twice x reader#park jihyo#park jihyo x reader#park jihyo smut#jihyo smut#jihyo x reader#twice#twice kinktober#kpop gg smut#gg smut#kpop gg#kpop girl group smut#twice x gn reader#girl group smut#kinktober#kpop kinktober#kinktober 2022#kpop kinktober 2022#kpop smut#kpop#kpop smut drabble#twice drabbles#twice smut drabble#kinktober drabble#gxg smut
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i love ur works so much ㅠㅠ
could i req for some noncon/dubcon with momo? her with 10thmember!maknae!reader n just sneaking up on r while she's doin something mundane and r's jus soo confused because why is her unnie doing this to her :(?? why does it feel good???? (n then maybe after she goes to jihyo for advice because she doesnt know how to feel about the experience but jihyo just takes advantage of that n fucks her too!!)
pairings: hirai momo + park jihyo x f! reader
warnings: g!p + noncon + gaslighting + victim blaming + creampies + degradation + mommy kink + virginity ment
💌: this is wordy and idk how much sense it makes but i tried!!!!!!! enjoy
debuting with twice as their maknae means you’ve been in the industry since you were young, having to drop out of school n focus on your career as an idol. you’re so innocent n its obvious when your older members make dirty jokes n ur silent, looking like a confused puppy as the girls continue joking around.
momo is the most affected by your innocent nature, her cock hardening when she thinks about how you don’t even know what sex is n if she wanted, she could ask you to touch her cock n you’d do it bc you dont realize its inappropriate.
she’s finally had enough of you strutting around in the tightest outfits, fabric clinging to your skin n decides to have sex with you. she tells you her dick hurts so bad n she needs to fuck your tight little pussy to make the pain stop. momo grins wickedly when you cry n tell her that you’re sorry but she can’t use your pussy n ur not ready to have sex.
“quit crying, slut. ‘s not gonna make me stop.” she’s being so mean, not bothering with prepping your cunt n it’s so deliciously painful when she slides in. your sobs only grow louder when she calls you a dumb whore n tells you that no one is gonna believe you if you snitch on her. momo’s torment lasts for what feels like forever before she sends you to your room with your womb full of cum.
the next day you go to jihyo, informing your leader of what momo did to you and she laughs condescendingly, says it’s your fault that momo did those things to you bc you were teasing the older girl. jihyo’s no better than momo n she forces you down on her cock, wails of pain escaping you because she’s so much thicker and it hurts. makes you call her mommy and says that you better get used to taking dicks cus theyre never gonna stop fuckin u ><
#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot#twice#hirai momo#park jihyo#hirai momo x reader#hirai momo smut#park jihyo x reader#park jihyo smut#twice x reader#twice smut#💌.degradation#💌.noncon#💌.manipulation#💌.mommy kink#💌.g!p
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I'll keep you safe.
Jihyo was the boss of a mafia gang in the city, but Y/n had no clue. The happy couple shared a cozy apartment and enjoyed their simple life.
One day, Y/n received a letter that sent shivers down her spine. The letter was written in ominous, intimidating fonts, threatening to cause harm to Y/n if they didn't pay a hefty sum of money. Y/n was frightened and didn't know what to do, but Jihyo, who had witnessed such events in her dangerous line of work, knew exactly what was at stake. She was afraid to involve her beloved wife in this dangerous situation and decided to keep her in the dark. Jihyo determined to handle the situation herself and protect Y/n from any harm that might come her way.
Y/n had no idea that Jihyo was keeping her true identity a secret. Y/n's love for Jihyo only made her work harder to gather the funds that were demanded. She took on more jobs and worked tirelessly day and night to protect her beloved. The days ran into nights and vice versa, but Y/n kept pushing herself to keep Jihyo safe. She never gave up, and her determination only grew with each passing moment.
Jihyo was quick to pick up on the tension in Y/n's expression, and her concern grew as she watched her Wife's normally relaxed demeanor become more and more strained. Despite her worry, Jihyo remained unaware of the true danger that lurked beneath the surface.
Meanwhile, Y/n's efforts to protect her wife only intensified as they poured all their love and determination into the task. Unbeknownst to Y/n, however, the very person she were trying to shield was no weakling. Her wife it self was dangerous but she didn't freaking know didn't she?
One day she began to clean the house, her eyes caught a glimpse of something that made her heart race. It was a threat letter, the very reason that had been keeping her wife preoccupied for so long. Jihyo decided to take matters into her own hands. She utilized her vast network and resources to uncover the true identity of the sender. As she delved deeper into the investigation, her anger grew with each passing moment. The realization that someone could dare to threaten her beloved wife was enough to ignite a dangerous storm within her. The fury that burned within her was palpable, and those who had dared to cross her would soon face the consequences of their actions.
When Jihyo and Y/n returned to their small apartment, Y/n was completely spent and looked drained. Without saying a word, Jihyo pulled Y/n into an embrace, promising to keep them safe. "You stay here in my arms," Jihyo said fiercely. "I got you."
Now that Jihyo knew the truth, she called upon her skilled network to quickly track down the people responsible. They weren't going to get away with what they did, and no one would dare mess with her wife.
After everything had gone down, Y/n was blown away by how much power and money Jihyo actually had. It was something Y/n never suspected, and it made her see Jihyo in a whole new light. Even with everything that was going on around them, Jihyo kept her cool and focused all her energy on protecting Y/n. It was a clear sign of just how much Jihyo loved Y/n and was willing to do anything to keep her safe.
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