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wonysugar · 9 months

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Sana spotting reader in the crowd at the concert and keeps looking at her the whole show, then tells her manger to bring you backstage after the show and she ends up taking you back to her hotel room…smut of course. Thank you!

tags : belittling, humiliation, spanking (or just plain degradation if you’d like), sana has a strap, smut with plot!

content warning : smut! that’s..it lol

pairing : fan!femreader x sana minatozaki

word count : 2k

a/n : thank you so much for requesting, sana’s my bias so i had a super fun time writing this!!<3 also I’M SO SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU WAITING!! i hope the wait is worth it!

there you were, standing in line for the twice tour concert happening in your city, you would’ve came with a friend, but nobody in your circle really likes kpop the way you do.

plus, you didn’t want anyone you knew to see you fangirling over a girl group who doesn’t even know you exist which would get significantly worse when sana comes on stage.

you brought your twice lightstick and a silly little sign that reads “sana please kiss me i need you badly”, this was a one in a lifetime opportunity, you needed to confess your undying love to your soulmate if given the chance! listening to your own thoughts playback in your mind, you giggled at your delusions. god, you’re hilarious.

before you knew it, the line progressed and you were finally sat for the concert. fanchants ready to be yelled out, lightstick set up. oh you were so ready. plus, you got front seats too, so you were even more hyped.

then, they appeared. suddenly, everybody just lost their shit you included and started screaming for their bias. song after song, dancebreak after dancebreak, the crowd was going absolutely wild. while yes, you were enjoying the performance as a whole, but you just couldn’t stop staring at your favorite member. and surprisingly, she stared back most of the time! smiling at you and winking as she sang, just basically fueling all of your delusions. the rush of it all gave you the confidence you needed to do this.

you waited until she looked at you again and just held the sign up, you didn’t give a single fuck about the people behind you, they didn’t matter! you needed to make sana remember you by something, even if it was lowkey embarrassing!

she took a few moments to read it, squinting her eyes, then.. giggled??

oh she wants you badly!! is what you told yourself because you and facing reality are not a good match! she took the sign from your hands and showed it off to the other members, earning a bunch of laughs and giggles from them, followed by some talking.

oh nevermind, she’s most likely making fun of you.

embarrassed, you started looking around, pretending you didn’t know what was going on as if everyone didn’t just see that she grabbed the sign from you. but then, you spotted her writing something on it with a sharpie. intrigued, you watched her as she finished up writing. she jogged over to you and handed you back your sign as she winked at you. you smiled nervously and muttered a confused ‘thank you’ before your eyes darted at the writing.

your eyes widened, both in confusion and very pleasant surprise.

‘stay here after the concert, a manager will come get you ;)’

oh my god.

the final song finished and everybody cheered loudly for the last time. you had a great time, but you just couldn’t stop looking at your sign, reminiscing about what she was planning. was she trying to get you arrested? why would she wink though.. maybe she winked just so you would stay and THEN she’d get you arrested???

your mind ran wild as you quickly reached for the exit of the arena, trying not to get caught by whoever was out to get you, but before you could, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

fuck.

“excuse me, ms. minatozaki is requesting to see you, i believe.”

trying not to hide your defeat and fear of what could possibly happen, you nodded. “yup. lead the way!” you said, over enthusiastically. he motioned for you to follow him and he took you backstage, where, surprisingly, no other members were present. just her. you unintentionally gulp as the staff leaves you two alone.

god she’s literally staring you down. you would’ve been excited about being so close to her in person but the situation right now was kinda preventing that, you fidgeted with your hands. right as she was about to speak,

“are you gonna get me arrested? look, it was a silly little joke i had no intentions of making you uncomfortable and i’m honestly really sorry if i di-“

“relax, baby” she interrupted, “i found it endearing. i mean, it’s not like you’re a creepy old man, are you?” she slightly tilted her head as she asked the question.

you hesitantly shook your head. wait, did she just call you baby?? you felt that you could just die right then and there.

“so, why are you panicking? if i was trying to get you arrested, i wouldn’t be smiling and winking at you all show, would i now, cutie?”

your jaw slightly dropped at the amount of pet names that she just kept casually throwing around. does she not know what that can do to someone who’s like. infatuated with her??

“no, you wouldn’t, i don’t think.” you stuttered out. she giggled at you, eyeing you down, her gaze ending up on every single part of your body.

“are you free tonight?” she asked you, an innocent smile plastered on her face.

quite frankly, you were originally planning to go home right after concert, lay on your bed and watch tiktoks for like 5 hours straight but… let’s just say making out with the sana minatozaki on her hotel room’s bed was significantly better than that.

she unfortunately pulled away from you and looked into your eyes as she slightly panted, “what are you into, baby?” she asked you.

not knowing what to respond, you looked around nervously, still not over the fact that you’re about to fuck an idol?? your favorite one, at that. was this even allowed???

“uhm.” you finally responded, “i don’t know.. girls?” you awkwardly chuckled.

fuck, maybe being funny wasn’t the best approach, she looked like she was genuinely asking. you could tell from the drop of her expression that she was getting impatient, she subtly sighed, almost pulling away from you.

which…. you always found it kind of sexy when she got frustrated at her other members, or something of the sorts.

biting back a shy smile, you kept staring at her. then, as if something in her mind clicked, something in her eyes sparkled and she smirked.

“oh… i see where this is going.” she playfully smirked, getting closer to you again as if she could feel your face growing hotter by the second. “you’re into people treating you like garbage, aren’t you?”

you hesitated, but you ended up silently nodding. was she psychic??

“oh how cute. so if i were to fuck you roughly as i called you names, you’d like that, hm?”

you froze, then turned your head to look at anything that wasn’t her face. god that sounded so hot.

“answer, you bitch.” she grabbed you by the jaw and made you look at her, her eyes piercing through you. you swore that you could’ve came right then and there, but you obviously had and wanted to keep this going.

“y-yes sana, i’d like that. alot.” you squirmed under her, her eyes still not leaving yours. she scoffed.

“i knew you were a complete slut as soon as i saw you.” she kissed your neck, earning a relieved sigh from you as she unbuttons your shirt. “also,” she added,

“it’s ms. sana, got it?”

next thing you knew, she was violently dicking you down from behind with her strap. wait, why did she even bring it along with her on tour? whatever, that didn’t even matter right now, what mattered was that your twice bias was literally inside you and that you felt like you could squirt just from that. an exaggeration, but she was just that good at fucking you.

“fuckfuckfuck sana right there..” you moaned out, throwing your head down on the pillow before you stammered nervously, “i-i mean, ms. sana!”

in response, “aren’t you a cute thing. this is the fourth time you’ve made that mistake. does it feel that good?” you heard her giggle. okay, she didn’t sound mad, but you still needed to be careful next ti-

before you could even finish that thought, though, you felt her hand smack one of your cheeks with full force, making you flinch and unintentionally whimper at the impact. fuck, that hurt.

“apologize.” she coldly ordered you, her pace getting faster by the second, causing you to lose your breath. recollecting your thoughts, you let out a nervous “i’m s-sorry ms. sana fuck i’m sorry..”

“god.. look at you. ass up for a girl you barely even fucking know.” she hummed, clearly amused by all of this, amused by how easily you gave in. she gently scratched and pet your head as she would a dog, still roughly pounding you from the back. “are you stupid or just a horny bitch?” she mockingly giggles.

“that’s just what you are, isn’t it? a little bitch in heat. hm?”

if her purpose was to fill you with shame, then it was very much working. you felt humiliated. when you really thought about it like that, you are literally letting a stranger fuck you. not only that, but you went to her hotel room. maybe she was right, maybe you are just a whore.

“come on baby, say it. admit how much of a slut you are.” she pulled on your hair, forcing you to hold yourself up. you whimpered and moaned loudly at the sensations, trying your hardest to form a correct sentence, “yes ms. sana i’m a s-slut! fuckfuck i’m a slut for you p-pleaseee fuck me harder..”

your dignity and self-respect now long gone, your only priority was cumming. she probably caught onto that quickly, though, since she immediately started changing her pace, going at a much slower speed, much to your despair. you whined. “such a good bitch for mommy. are you getting close?” she asked.

mommy?? oh this woman wanted you dead. her words and the noises coming out of her contributing in making it harder for you to keep your composure. god you were a mess, being undone like this, being used like this, being at someone’s mercy, sana’s mercy. it turned you on so much.

moaning out consecutive mhms in response to sana’s question, she hummed, grabbing your waist. then, unexpectedly, she rams into you, her strap fucking in and out of you, covered in your slick. “then we’ll cum together, okay?” she orders, panting. you eagerly nod, head pressed into the pillow.

you feel your orgasm building up, your noises getting higher and louder. she quickly started shamelessly moaning louder too, good girls and just like thats escaping her mouth.

it didn’t take long before her breathing stopped for a moment, pulling on your hair with such a force. she moaned out your name, and that’s when your own mind blanked. that feeling in your lower stomach was now replaced with complete euphoria, and it was amplified by the fact that you knew it was caused by sana. you didn’t care about how loud you were being, you didn’t care about the people next door, you wanted them to know who was making you feel this good.

as you both came down from your high, you felt her pull out. it took you some time to actually sit up, but your legs weren’t exactly in the best state right now.

“do you do this to every fan you meet?” you ask her, laying down on your side, sounding kinda muffled due to your head still being in the pillow.

“hm, no. i’ve never done this before. i guess it was something about you.” she said, smiling as she was tying her hair and then eventually taking the strap off of her, setting it down on the nightstand.

then, you remembered your so called delusions. maybe they weren’t entirely delusions after all!

you took your bag, all dressed up and ready to leave the hotel room, she on the other hand, stayed naked, because that’s apparently how she sleeps. you say your goodbyes very obviously eyeing her bare body and head to leave, but she stops you.

“here’s my number, i’ll text you and eventually let you know when we come back here.” she winks at you, then sends you on your way.

well! getting dicked down by sana minatozaki wasn’t exactly on your bucket list this year, but it was certainly very welcomed, considering you went back home giggling to yourself and did your own thing when you arrived home, still thinking about all of it..

from now on, you could never allow yourself to miss the upcoming tours.

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knightyoomyoui · 1 month

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TWICE Sana x M/F Reader - "I Want It That Way"

I'M BACK. After 3 months of no update, your one and only Knight Yoo-Myoui returns to bring you readers more stories in my book. Author's been in a really tough situation especially last month, but that still ain't gonna be enough to take out my passion and motivation to continue writing for both mine and your entertainment. I'm gonna continue this as long as I can. However, from now on; please understand and expect that I won't be updating very often like weekly or everyday as before. Studies is my current priority as of the moment but I promise that I will always update yall. Actually though, this new kind of pacing for both my writing procedure and publishing has somehow lessen the pressure in me. I'm really liking it so far, makes me comfortable. This story is requested by ShaShaSha029 BUT..., sorry Sha because I made some changes on your requested plot hehe. I already made the same concept from my previous works so I used your other request from another member to come up with something new that I haven't done yet. And as for the other member you requested to me, I'll give you a brand new plot for her. I hope you and the readers will like this. Enjoy reading! STREAM "I GOT YOU" and "ONE SPARK" MVs btw!

"I'm going home, guys. I'll leave the office to you all."

YN/LN, a current 4th year student from Cheongnamdong Polytechnic University and the campus' ongoing president of the student council, has just finished your tasks for today and is now about to depart from their office and send your goodbyes to your fellow members kindly to end the day on a positive note.

"Be safe on your way home, Pres!"

"You too."

You continued walking after sending him all the bright greetings, but before passing to your own cubicle and reaching the door, it opened. You then heard some footsteps behind it until a familiar figure made its presence known in front of you.

You watched your classmate, friend, and the secretary of their council, Yoo Janghoon, peeking at the door with a weird smile before you find him standing on your way.

Janghoon then approached YN.

"Seems like you're about to leave."

"Yeah." You nodded. " What's with your smile in your face? You look like you just saw something amusing.", he said in a judgmental look.

"Not with my own eyes, but the words I've heard are enough to picture her on mind." Janghoon smirked and bounced his brows.

"Her? You're into hunting chicks again?"

"Idiot, I have a girlfriend now, ofcourse I'm not." Janghoon mocked YN as he was about to throw a punch. "But seriously though, not even me could deny that it really does interest me."

"Why, what's going on out there?"

"Well, I've heard from my acquaintances from the other courses that there's a newly transferred female student here in the campus earlier after the class break."

"That late?"

"Yeah, I was a bit confused too but they said the professor just let it passed because they said that her documents were finalized at the last minute so that's why." YN hummed to react.

"And would you like to enlighten me what's so interesting with this random transferee student? I mean, no offense. Welcome aboard to the university but... what's special?"

"Dude, I'm telling you, it's not just "random", this girl was a legit bombshell. Based from how they described her, it was like when she stepped on the room, they felt like there was a legit goddess that got manifested into reality."

"And that's it?"

"Y-yeah... but you know and I know, dude. Our university has been missing it's "queen" for quite some time now. And probably the students are making noise about it is because they see a huge potential on her."

"Okay. Well, I do hope she doesn't feel overwhelmed with the attention she's about to receive on the next days of her stay here."

"But we're here as the council officers to take control, right?"

"Exactly." you nodded. "Anyways, gotta go now. I still have a family dinner not to miss."

"Alright, take care pres."

"You too, sec."

You left the office and the campus with a curiosity forming in your heart and mind on the identity of this woman that has been the center of the gossips you were unaware of due to how busy you are on the duties.

Arrived at home, you entered and got welcomed by your mother who is preparing their table for a lovely dinner tonight while your father is busy watching basketball on the living room.

"Good evening, mom."

"Good eve, YN. Tired?", she said while placing the plates on the table.

"Not that much but I would be glad to rest as always.", you spoke with a timid smile.

"Perfect, meal's coming right up real soon. Join your father there, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks, mom."

You walked near to your father and greeted him courteously. You sat beside him and laid your back comfortably on the soft cushion of the couch to release all the pent-up exhaustion your body has consumed on today's packed class schedule.

Minutes later, your mother commands both you and your father to position yourselves on the seats. Each grabbing their own meal, all of you started praying first before taking your first bites and swallow on such a delicious food.

"Uhm, dear. We want to talk to you about something." Your mother inserted a topic to be discussed.

"Sure, mom. I'll be listening. What is it about?"

"It's like a business talk but this also concerns about your personal life too, YN which we much rather prioritize." Your father said after swallowing his throat. "We meet up with our partners on the company regarding this and we all come to an agreement."

"Agreement to what?"

"Me and your mother are placing you in an arrangement contract with their child."

"Wait, come again?"

"Arrangement contract. It means we set you up with someone as your age to date and marry one day, and we figured out that to strengthen the connection between us, we decided to-"

"Yes, wait. I know that part, dad but... why need to? Wasn't it too early? I get that you want me to have a wife and a family someday but... it's not one of my priorities so far.", you complained.

"YN, please do understand that your mother and I ain't be getting younger as time goes on. Someday, you'll be alone, and we just wanted to give you another family that you would be glad to remain and... hopefully, to remember us like how we raised you from the beginning."

"But wasn't this too fast? You're making me rush things."

Both sides went silent, as the father felt guilty also for how true your words are.

"It's my life. You may be the one who gave me that but I developed and earned a right to decide what's right for my future."

"We know, son... but we had no choice. It's for the sake also of our business. You know that we have to keep it to the mountain top so that we don't have our efforts of raising it go to waste, especially when this is the main reason how me and your mother were able to give you a better life that you deserve. And some way or another, you will be for sure, the one who will take the mantle and own my properties. You can use it also to raise your family easier."

"We are not forcing you to do this, YN. Please, we just wanted to inform you and talk about this because you also have a side and opinion to be heard. Whatever your answer may be, we will respect it. We are just suggesting, but hopefully you can consider it, honey." Your mother's soft voice effectively kept you at ease more.

Taking deep breaths and a short length of silence to contemplate, you looked at them both as you made your choice. "Fine. This is because I love you both and I owe you two everything. I'm doing it."

They both smiled in relief. "Thank you for this, son/daughter."

"No problem. So... can you tell me more about this contract?"

"Well it's simple, an arranged contract but we requested to have you and the girl we chose to spend 30-days or let's say a month to get to know each other and figure things out if you two would believe that everything will work out as a couple." Your father explained.

"And who's the girl that you guys have prepared for me?"

"They have an only child just like us, and it's an easier idea to place her because as we learned, their daughter is currenly in search of finding somebody to love."

"Sadly, we're unalike."

"But she may be able to change your mind, on whatever that hold your heart back. You accepted the offer, now you just have to see how she really is, but we're certainly sure that she's good just like her parents."

"And what's her name?"

"We haven't been introduced nor asked for her name, but from what we know, her nickname should be "Minatozaki", and is Japanese. She was also studying now at the same campus as yours."

"I'll try to look for her and maybe we can talk there privately."

"Whatever you want, YN. Just keep us updated okay?"

"Noted." You replied before everyone returned on focusing to finish their foods.

The next day, you were a bit irritated from how the discussion last night distracts you in the middle of your duty. You couldn't concentrate at the curiousity that dwells inside of you.

So you decided to to take a break outside. You encountered a vacant spot to breathe some fresh air and drink at the iced coffee you prepared on your tumbler as you roam your eyes around at your surroundings.

That's where you spotted some group of students huddling around at a spot near the bulletin board, as if they're being crazy or attentive at something.

Eager to find out the rucus, you approached the scenario and tried to peek around, and there you noticed a female student entertaining the other fellow students by asking her randomly and even asking for some pictures like she is a celebrity.

As she turned around, her long chestnut colored hair flips around as if it denied the gravity, her side profile appeared, until it all fully rotated to have her face evident at you for the first time.

And my oh my the rumors shared by your secretary were true.

No wonder why she was already popular, she does look magnificent, enough to be mistaken as a famous personality.

Your eyes couldn't leave the sight of her just doing everything even in such bare minimum if movements that still effortlessly made her very attractive. Thankfully, there's your boy distracting you as you snapped back when you felt a shoulder wrapped on your neck.

"You finally met her." Janghoon said, smirking at you. "From what I heard earlier, the exchange student's name's Minatozaki Sana. She's a foreigner, a Japanese to be specific."

"Minatozaki?" Your thoughts murmured. Contemplating if you heard it right, but that was the same surname your father was tasked you to find, and she even has the same nationality.

Having exchange students in your campus are very rare.

You are flabbergasted as you slowly realize that... this woman is going to be the one you'll date and marry.

Unconsciously, you turned around at Janghoon with your forehead crumpled and mouth slightly gaped.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"Oh n-no. Not-thing." You shook your head swiftly. Returning your gaze back at her, you couldn't believe it at all that your parents and her friends does picked a perfect girl for you.

But you wondered if it could be said the same about you.

Hours later, Sana who was about to enjoy her recess, instead went to the council office to meet the president, as per the classmates told her after being tasked to do so.

She stepped in front of the door that says "Student Council Office, knock twice before entering". She followed and slowly pushed the doorknob. A person sitting at the far end of the room, looking busy on his desk greeted her.

As the door closed, it alarmed the president that the person is now here for a scheduled conversation, only that when you raised your head, you looked at her having a shocked reaction.

Sana stares at the reveal of this mysterious person that runs the entire student government of the campus. Flashbacks began to run back into her mind, slowly making her upset.

"Thank you for agreeing to come here and t-"

"Am I looking at this very clearly?" Sana immediately spoke.

"Pardon?"

"You? Out of everyone here... was chosen to become a leader?"

"W-what? Settle down, miss. I think you n-"

"A representative figure for everyone, and I get to be under your orders around here?" Sana chuckled bitterly. "I didn't know that even after years later, we'll still have our paths crossing onto each other despite how I wanted to never meet you in my life again."

"D-do we know each other?"

Sana scoffed as she looked at you ridiculously. "Ofcourse, how could you recognize me. First of all, I was just a complete nothing to you. A plaything of your cruel antics and delinquent actions. And second, I'm not the same girl you used to belittle everyday."

You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at her intently. "W-what... you..."

"Still doesn't ring a bell? Oh, how about this. The name Minatozaki Sana? That fat nerdy girl back in elementary that you used to bully so hard in our 8th year that forced her to transfer to other school. How about that?"

Your eyes sprung open as you instantly remember the name and that student you used to include in one of your prime victims in your dark past.

That description of her past self brought you back to the times when you remembered looking for her first to rather mock, annoy, or play with her until her feelings broke and look helpless.

You were a bully before in elementary days, and she was your classmate back then. But that was all only the past now as you are now a changed person, with all the better and positive things that came into your life had taught you more valuable and nice things to consider yourself reevaluating your personality.

But it looks like it could tell the opposite for Sana's part.

"I remember you now, Sana. And... please, let me tell you right now that I'm not the same person you used to despise before."

"Do you really think I'll be fooled easily by that?" Sana retorted. "We just met after what... 7 years and you're supposed to have me believing that when in fact, I still look at you as that same horrific figure I never should've want to see again, but yet here you are."

Sana still didn't took a seat. She walked around and observed the room. You were a bit relieved that all of your council members are absent in this tense confrontation. "What a hypocrisy it is to have you getting involved in an organization that focuses on student rights when in fact, you have a record of violating it before. Shouldn't be a student fitting for that must be... clean?"

"Sana, believe me or not, I changed. I wouldn't even dare to take this position if I'm not sincere for it, and I'm not forcing you to believe me."

"Oh, ofcourse you should. Because I really don't buy everything that comes into your mind not until I see it" Sana shook her head and smugged. "Maybe it'll change my mind of me planning to expose you from every-"

"Wait! You can't be serious?"

"Oh indeed I am." Sana clicked her tongue. "You ruined me before, but here I am who helped myself and from people I loved to become this better version of mine to stand here in front of you, I'm going to get you this time, YN. I'm going to make you feel what is it like being... excluded."

She leaned forward on the desk, staring at you sharply and observing your nervous expression. "But...if there's some sort of a miracle that... you did changed. Then you're going to prove it on me. Make me convinced that this YN I hate with every fiber of my being is... gone."

"What if I tell you that you already have a chance to make me?"

"And that is?"

"Have you heard about an arrangement contract from your parents?"

"Y-yeah... but they don't tell me who it is because- WAIT" Sana quickly lunged back away from you. "Please tell me who I'm thinking is correct."

"Sorry to tell you but I was just in denial as you are yesterday."

"Oh God." Sana poured out the biggest disappointment she felt in her entire life so far. "W-why does my fate has to be very unlucky everytime when it's about you? Me being in an arranged contract with you? I think I have to vomit."

"Wait! But you said you want me to prove that I changed?"

"And you really think I want it this way?" Sana looked at you disgusted. "Being as this fabled student council president or just a random student from me would be fine but... YOU AS MY FIANCE? That won't do, mister." Sana swayed her pointing finger. "Unfortunately, the answer would be NO. Now please, I have to go already. I still have a lunch to take before I lose my appetite."

Sana walked away from you and left the room unbotheredly. You sat there, back falling flat on your swivel chair. Your hands caressed your hair as you reacted unbelievably and stunned that this heavily improved Sana that you used to know many years before has returned to actually be your woman, but unfortunately, her hatred for you still lives on her till this day.

Her opposal didn't worked however, as Sana tried to request later during dinner, she was informed by her parents that the contract can only be cancelled after 30-days for the people to finally reassure their decision.

She mentioned that YN and her have a bad history in the past, but instead her parents reasoned out that maybe YN has changed and it will not hurt to give another chance. If only they know what the real reason it is, but Sana was clearly affected by their suggestion because honestly, Sana is a forgiving soft type of person.

Still, confident that she's satisfied with her answer, she became impatient and hated being with YN more.

Meanwhile, you shared to your mother about how the unlikedness of you and Sana's interests about the marriage arrangement in a deatiled manner.

"We met and had a talk, but... it wasn't as proper and civil as I expected because, I was surprised that she confessed something very familiar to me. Something that I've been trying to get it out on my head. Something that I wanted to let go for a long time."

"What was she to you before?"

"A nuisance, even though she wasn't doing even wrong. I look at her before thinking it wasn't right for her to be in this type of high class campus that I study at too, but then I figured out that me ending up bullying and making her emotional and mental state suffer is way worse than she is."

You flinched when your mother slapped you in the head. "What??? How could you bully someone?! Is that how we raised you?"

"Mom, wait ofcourse no... but, I was just made to be like that because of what happened to us, you know that!"

Your mother became speechless and a glimpse of pity became visible to you. "But it's all good now, mom. I'm not like that anymore, I'm telling you. And that's what I should've just wanted to prove to Sana but... I understand that she won't let me anymore. I broke her too much, I can't let it happen again."

Stepping closer in front of you, she placed her hands gently on your shoulders to massage them and make your ease down. "Even I was mad and disappointed that you once turned into that type of guy you never should be, but I know from the bottom of my heart that you will always be a good kid of mine because that's how I raised you to be. You just got affected too much by our struggles before. And I believe you always, YN. The only thing I can do now for you to support you, and that is for you to keep on moving forward and never stop to make Sana forgive you, alright?"

"I will. Thanks, mom."

She patted you on the cheek. "Goodluck, okay? You have a month to do it."

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"Okay, class dismissed. Group 1, remember to prepare your report by next week okay?"

"Yes, prof!", the students who are part of the group that the professor mentioned chanted.

The professor left the room, leaving the students have the freedom to eat lunch during their vacant time.

"Sana, cmon! Did you bring a lunch with you?", one of Sana's classmates asked her while she's clearing her table.

"No, I'm gonna buy for today."

"Nice, let's go!"

Sana brought her wallet and cellphone with her, joins her newfound friends named Miyeon and Sullyoon as they make their way out to the classroom.

However, as they were about to, a figure suddenly pops out of the doorway, stopping their tracks. The two classmates of hers had a visible shock in their faces unlike to Sana, her bright mood quickly shrank down into a gloomy one.

"Hi, sorry if I'm almost late." You straightened your lips. "Good thing I was about to catch you leaving yet, let's go eat lunch together."

Miyeon and Sullyoon's jaw dropped at the student council president's proposal. Sana's eyebrows knitted hardly. "Huh? What nonsense are you saying?"

"Why? I'm just going to invite you to eat with me?"

"With you?" Sana scoffed and chuckled. "You have the guts, I'll give you that... but NO." Sana leaned forward at you to say this.

"Let's go girls."

Sana was just commanding her classmates and taking a step again away from you but in her surprise, she felt her body being pulled by a force. She tried to process what happened, and there she found her skin contacting with yours as she stood by your side...

with your hands wrapped around her waist.

Miyeon and Sullyoon's eyes largened in utter shock at what they're seeing. They couldn't believe that such a new transferee would get to gain closeness and change the behavior of the famously respected and knowned leader of the students around the campus.

Sana's lungs skipped functioning as soon as she felt your fingers dug deeper into her skin. Her face then starts to turn red and her face showing almost hilariously stunned reaction, with no hint of an idea what has turned you to be like this today.

"Pardon me for Sana's antics right now, we just had a fight yesterday and I wanted to come up a solution to fix that." You said in a melodic and apologetic tone to them. Sana was dumbfounded at the ridiculous fake words you are talking about.

"W-wha"

Sana wasn't able to finish her words, when she felt herself getting pulled again, now squeezed against your body which intensified her heartbeat and blushes.

"So, please. Can we eat together today, love?"

Any words that are synonym to what I mentioned earlier can be heavily applied now to all three women witnessing the sudden change of the president's act.

You led the way, bringing Sana with you as both crossed the hallway with the confused and flabbergasted duo following on the back while some of the students can see the two having this kind of contact has began to grab attention.

As they reached the cafeteria, Miyeon and Sullyoon shyly approached the "couple". "Uhm, Sana. I think we can just eat sometime. We'll let you have you two your private time okay?"

"B-but w-"

"Thank you for being considerate on us, girls." You smiled humbly at them and they nodded before they left you and Sana to find their own seat. As the two of you remained, Sana's face crumpled and seethed much air to unleash her full force on escaping to your touch.

She quickly unhooks your arm on her waist, pushed you aside, and punched you in the shoulder. "Oww!"

"Seriously, what the hell did you do to me, YN?!" Sana started to bicker out on you. "How come you just started to spit out and let my friends hear and see you assuming that we have a relationship now, huh?! Did you ate something bad that had you acting like crazy today?"

"Nope. I'm perfectly fine, and what I did there earlier, consider getting used to that." You replied. "Because from now on, I'll be going to do it with you again and again and again a-"

"Woah wait no what?!" Sana paused you. "And why is that, huh? I haven't even agreed yet on the deal-"

"But was the contract got cancelled?"

Sana fell speechless. She remembered yesterday that she swore to dump the contract by requesting to her parents after she gave her disapproval. However, she failed to do so.

You took her silence as yes. "I suppose it didn't. If it does, my parents would've informed me immediately."

"Yeah yeah yeah, you won. So what? You still can't just do it like that to me randomly. I still haven't gave you the consent to touch me or do anything lovey dovey around me. Just because the contract states that we are arranged to be a couple that doesn't mean I can let you easily do everything free around me. Especially when the fact that I still hate you so much." Sana pointed at you as she stares deeply within you.

"Alright, fine. You do have a point. I shouldn't have done it. It's my fault, I made you uncomfortable, and I'm sorry for that." You spoke in a calm tone. Sana got her insides tugged at your sudden softer behavior. "But just know this, I hope you can let me do these with everything I can. No matter how much you deny, we are still stuck in an arranged contract that has a month allowed on us to come up on a decision if we'll take a marriage, and that gives each of us the right to do what couples does.

And I'm going to use it also, for me to prove myself to you that I've changed through all these years, Sana. Consider it me acting or say whatever you want, but when it comes to you, I'll show my improved self and nothing less than that." You said plainly to her. Sana is just listening at you patiently, sticking out important details to her mind while her emotions were a bit being brought by your committed words.

"I can't force you to love me back and have our marriage settled someday after the deadline comes, I wasn't even into love these days but I had no choice but to follow. But, I really do hope that before or when these all ends, I can hear you saying that I am now forgiven."

Sana was struggling to come up for a words to answer, and you took the opportunity to let her have time to remember and process everything as you locate a seat and bought foods for both of you. You left the still pissed off Sana became completely silent and come back to join her in an awkward lunch together.

That went on and on, with you trying to get along with Sana through most of the occasions. You supposed to take it all as a yes coming from Sana that you were being a chance to prove everything to her that you are not this same bad person she used to resist before.

With your frequent actions around Sana led to the campus knowing also about your rumored relationship with her.. Some were supportive that the president finally get to have a girlfriend such perfect as Sana while some were not due to the reason of jealousy most concerning about the fact that they are not the ones standing on the shoes or position of either you or Sana.

That didn't affected both of you, especially Sana who is trying her best to become unbothered with all of these because she is too tired to explain it to many people for some truth that everyone wouldn't accept easily. She knows it all to herself anyway that it's all part of the act, that none of them are interested with each other or has a growing fond being developed.

Not until one day, she accidentally finds you tutoring a female student in the library. She saw how entertained you are on how easily the girl gets to understand quickly with your teaching, thus turning you both looking happy together.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable at the scene, her lips unconsciously forming into a frown. Sana instead leaves the room and went on to return with her friends who noticed her bad mood as she buried her head around her crossed arms on the desk.

It all procceeded until their next subject when the girls tried to approach her about it. "Hey, Sana what's with the grumpy look?" Miyeon said as she peeked at Sana who looks completely out.

"You weren't participating with us lightly, what happened when you left the room earlier?" Sullyoon added.

"Yeah, you seemed in a no good mood."

"Nothing." Sana blabbered.

"Was it YN?"

"I said NOTH-" Sana paused and realized that she just made herself obvious, Miyeon and Sullyoon were just staring at her.

"Welp, that confirms it." Sana sighed. "Care to tell us what's the problem?"

She remained silent. She wasn't sure why she's getting a bit embarassed to reveal it until she also got nervous when her friends began to list down some of the possible things a couple creates problems.

"Was he cold to you today?"

"Hmm maybe you're the one who's not?"

"Or... could it be somebody's jealous-"

"What, no?!" Sana rapidly reacted. Miyeon and Sullyoon exchanged a "gotcha" look.

"Oh unnie, you're too obvious." Miyeon laughed.

"Jealous of what? Or should we say, who?" Sullyoon curiously asked.

"S-stop! I said it's nothing, okay! There's no chance in hell that I am jealous because of him." Sana made a "tch" sound on her mouth. "I don't even like him at all." She rolled her eyes as she whispered it, barely to be heard by her friends who returned focusing on their own. As she was left alone with her trouble, her eyes went staring at the window, she sighed deeply as she felt a strange regret inside her after saying those words while remembering what she saw back in the library.

As if she meant it.

Hours later, Sana bids goodbye to Miyeon and Sullyoon before she walked at the hallway all by herself. She stopped on her steps when she felt this unsettling feeling near her shoulder.

Her head goes turning around, searching for something but was unsuccessfully. Sana sighed and shook her head. "YN isn't coming. That guy/girl is a student council president, Sana. He/she's probably busy." she muttered to herself.

Sana continued to move, with a blank face and a moderate speed. As the afternoon light about to engulf her, she felt her sling bag slowly float, the weight she's carrying quickly became lighter.

Her breath got taken away shortly in surprise until she realized what caught her from that action.

It was you, smiling while standing beside her as you taking off her bag gently from her shoulder.

"May I?"

Sana didn't respond, she just let her arm spread a bit to let the strap fall, easily allowing it to fall from your posession.

"You do look like having a bad day." you peeked at her expression. Sana slightly got shy, and turns her face away as she pouted while rolling her eyes arrogantly.

"You just noticed? I'm always like this whenever you're around me."

"You sure there's nothing more than that? I know it's pretty much of a 'me' problem but... can you be more specific?"

"Oh come on, wasn't that enough for you? Stop triggering me, please. I said what I said, you are an eyesore that's why." Sana crosses her arm. She started to walk down the stairs as you slowly followed her with a faint smile on your lips.

"Okay, if that's what you say. I'll just be here behind you. Too bad, I wanted to lead the way because I want take us somewhere unwinding first." You sighed and tightened your lips. Sana heard it, sensing a weird sensation through her. She must be saying no or even meaner than that, but how come she became more curious?

Sana heaved out a large breath of air before pausing on her walk with a stomp. She turned around to face you as she gestures you to come forward. "It's only because I needed it."

And you grinned thankfully.

The two of you went to a cliff from a road outside of Seoul. Just in time, Sana was about to whine about how dangerous this place you chose until she was distracted of the magnificent sunset in display to the skyview.

Each of you took a picture, with her being first. You clicked the button, instead the shot accidentally captures Sana turning her attention back at you. As she approaches you, you dragged down your phone in embarassment and nervousness that she might found out and suspect that you're secretly spying on her.

"What happened to you?" Sana finds your tensed manner.

"N-nothing. I just... remembered something."

"Weirdo." She teases you. "So what's gotten into you choosing this place. Are you gonna push me there down the cliff to show me your true colors?"

You looked at her exhaustedly, no much in an energy to enlighten or defend yourself. "Say or think of anything suspicious about me, Sana but I wasn't even harming you even in my imaginations anymore." You didn't bother to look at her because all you'll see rather is an irritated, sassy woman whom you had a price to pay for.

"This is my favorite place to chill." You simply answered, leaning at the front of the car and posing your limbs as you supported yourself with your arms pressed on the car. Sana looked at your side-figure.

"I started finding this when me and my mom used to go here when I was young. She was the first one to notice how beautiful the sunset is to watch from here, and I did agree on her... and it turns out to become one of my favorite scenery." Sana just listened to your story as you continue to witness the sun hides from the clouds.

"My mother told me to stay with her longer here because for a moment, she found peace and serenity. She felt like there's nothing to worry about." You paused as you smiled proudly. "She felt like she wasn't going to be alone in this battle she's facing, because I was there by her side. Even though I... wasn't that too much vocal or expressive at what I've gone through in our family, but... my heart knows where I need to stay. Where I can surely find a better outcome for my life someday."

"That's why when the right thing happened one day, I started to listen and follow to my heart first. I kicked out all those delinquent students away from my company and I only remained my wonderful mom and dad... step-dad..." You corrected yourself, Sana shrank her eyes at that intentional pause. "Because it felt like it's the right thing to do, and it did. It helped me to get back up to my feet and reshape myself to become a proper man that my mom always wanted to see in me.

Sana, mind I if ask... am I progressing?"

Sana stares at you as you glanced at her with your glistening eyes full of hope. "I'm not gonna lie this time, but you sure are doing quite an effect on me..." Her voice is slowly decreasing through the words.

"But that won't still change anything about what you did to me before. People can say past is past easily but me? If it wasn't for that, which I don't know... should I say thank you atleast anyway... for motivating me to change my appearance? Lose a massive amount of weight, beautify myself more, get rid of those eyeglasses and braces just so that I can be accepted and liked by many for my features like what you said?" Sana said with a bit of a hatred rising through her again. You remain speechless as you understand why it's driving her mad.

"I achieved a better life too but unlike you, what I did I get? You put me into a trauma that I'm still bringing to myself till this day. Fear and anxious that... makes me still remember it all."

"I like the passion, YN... but I will never going to forgive you for what you did to me. I will always hate you for that." Sana said it with all honesty. "And that's enough of a reason for me to have no interests on having our deal contract settled."

Heartbroken, you chose to ignore and hide as you have nothing more to do than to accepts her decision. After all, you were the one who already said that you can't force her to make amends with you.

"Understood."

The next week, Sana was about to go downstairs when she found a student sipping lollipop at the corner. The guy looks completely wasted, obviously breaking the proper uniform rules. She decided to ignore him as she continue to go through but insteas, the guy catcalled her before moving on its own, approaching Sana.

"Hi there, hot stuff." The guy said before taking off her lollipop with a slurp. "Where you going at?"

"A-at my class." Sana nervously said.

"Hmmm... okay. Nice and proper, I like it. Ladies like you are easy to be tamed, isn't it?" He smirked menacingly.

Sana stepped back and grabbed her sling bag. "E-excuse me? How dare you-"

"Ohhh, daring. Such a duality we got here huh, I wouldn't mind if you can do switch roles with me, however we can only apply that in the bed."

"Shut up, pervert!"

"Cmon, lady. It's that simply, feel free to take a shot on me, and you can be there to your classroom without a problem."

"And if I don't?!"

"Challenging and fightful, I like that."

"Then you're going to love me."

Sana and the delinquent both became surprised as you made your unexpected emergence from the stairs, hurrying down ss you pushed away the guy and had him bumping his back on the barred metal gate.

"This one's pestering you?" Sana only nodded.

"Ugh shit! Ah, look. It's the bastard of this goddamn student council!" The delinquent said while touching his upper back in pain.

"Choose your words more carefully. I can report you and have you be placed in a sanction that you'll regret."

"Go on, make me. As if I give a shit. This entire university is a complete bullshit anyway. The only reason it got me staying here everyday, is if wasn't for some sexy chicks like here roaming around-" The deliquent didn't had to speak disrespectfully and point at Sana longer as he ate a crunchy right punch from you straight to his face.

"You crazy bitch!"

The guy fights back at you, returning the punch you gave. It agitated you and led yourselves into a brawl that had the groans and growls echoing to the upper floor, catching student's attention. Sana panicked and tasked them to call a guard to seperate the two.

The guy got the advantage during the fight, he continues to give you a barrage of kicks to the waist before he pulled Sana closer to her and inappropriately traced her sides while he chuckles dangerously.

Sana felt disgusted and quickly slaps the guy. "What do you think you're doing, huh? Fucking slut!" He gave Sana a fast backhand slap that had her twirling and crashing next to the metal handles of the stairs.)+•~

You saw what he did, with anger fuming in you, you pulled his leg and sent him down on the ground before you tackled him andgave him multiple punches until the guards and the officials broke up the fight.

"THE TWO OF YOU, PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE. NOW!"

As a result of the fight and from the decision made by the higher ups, the guy was kicked out of the campus for multiple delinquent offenses while you got suspended for your role as the president for a couple of months when they learned that you just did that for self-defense.

Sana was sitting on the bed with the nurse preparing the first aid until you showed up and requested the nurse instead to leave it all on your hands. She hesitated for a minute that you are also bruised but you bargained until she gave up and listened to you as a respect for being a student leader.

Sana in her surprise, watched you sit down and grab the first aid beside you. "W-what are you doing?"

"Treating you."

"Don't make me a baby, YN. The nurse can do it herself."

You just stared at her and Sana felt a bit intimidated. She decided to shut up and forcefully let you do your thing. "Good. Now come closer and lemme see your cheek."

She leaned forward and directed her aching cheek on you. "That idiot." You cursed as you search around the reddening spot. You weren't aware that it was mixed by Sana's blush now to have you staring very closer at her.

You started applying the ice pack around the hurting spot as Sana hissed before she swallowed in her throat and spoke. "T-thank you... for earlier."

"No problem. That's unusual, atleast I got a positive comment from you.

"I- I wasn't expecting you to come to rescue me, okay. And I didn't know how much I needed it."

The awkwardness between each other formed as none dared to speak afterwards when both got lost in their words. However, you started a topic that might break the silence and for Sana to understand more.

"I wasn't always like this."

"I know, you said it. It's just that there's something happened that I don't know-"

"It's my dad." You answered it. Sana looked at you. "I know you've been itching to ask me what exactly happened."

"I just don't want to because I felt like it's not my intention to know more and all I had to do is to understand you because it seemed too personal that I might sound forceful. But I do really wanted to know why." Sana replied. "So... step-dad?"

"No. My biological dad." You revealed. "My original father was abusive to my mom. I learned that he became like that when he started to fell addiction to gambling and other crazy stuffs that risks your money badly. He releases his frustration to my mom until she couldn't take it no more when she heard it loud and clear from my father that he despises her for me not turning out to be the one he's expecting. He always wanted a son/daughter but... nope. That's just all a part of his excuses that made my mom snapped and file a divorce and report to my dad, and guess what. Her attorney became so interested in my mom and here he is, my mom and my dad broke up and him, who is now my step-dad, saved mom and I." You said as you applied care on her bruises.

Sana looked at you pitifully and for the first time, she frowned for you. "W-why are still helping me or... treating me good, even though I don't return it back at you?"

"Because... I got influenced. At first, I look up to my dad. I thought at first that he was tough, strong... I started becoming like him when him and my mom always gets to have a proble but then I realized that he was a true coward for proving all that by beating up my mom. And she was the one who is actually tough, because despite of all the suffering she took from my dad, she didn't hurt him back physically but that doesn't she has no plans to fight. Because if she does, then I wouldn't be in a better state if it wasn't for her.

So I changed. I took mom as my role model. I remained calm as much as I can. I did it all to reshape myself from the ghost of the past. Now here I am, rather choosing to prove myself and mean it all on my words on you. I don't want to fight anymore to cause trauma, Instead, I'll do in a need to protect the people who are close to me."

Sana tied all the strings together, and it did finally all comes to a clear point that it wasn't really your fault that you turned out to be that reckless bully that she had to go through a hard time before. She would be lying if she won't admit that she is a supporter of a belief that people can change, and it comes through this moment that she decided that she can use that phrase for good.

"There, all done." You said as you tucked all the hair to her ear and patted the bandage firmly on her face. Sana was just staring back at your tender and admirable demeanor. "Does it still h-"

"I forgive you."

"..."

You fell silent. That was very out of nowhere, but suddenly it got so uplifted to hear that successfully.

"Y-you do?"

"And we still have a week remaining ahead of us. We can use it to finally be able get along together."

You smiled widely as you saw how Sana's bright and cute grin shines right in your eyes. She looked so beautiful, and you even felt more guilty and poor for her on vanishing this irresistable kine of joy within her before.

"Yeah we can. T-thank you a lot, Sana."

Sana patted your hand to calm your happiness down. She smiled as she stared down at your hands stacked together. She took a grip on it and even felt the heat crawling through her skin, sending to her overflowing emotions in her heart.

It actually does look... fitting in her opinion. And she even agreed more to herself when she looked back up to see the owner of the hand she would actually love to hold more in many occasions.

That moment, Sana confirmed to herself that she has now began to discover a liking on you, who is also discreetly sharing the same serenade as her too.

Days after you and Sana tried to start this brand new closeness both of you has started for each other, its aftermath had left you ran out to became so overwhelmed about it, now that have reminded you of something that requires to be done more important before the expiration was reached.

You wanted to be happy because you have now made peace with Sana, but today wasn't the right time for you to celebrate fully.

Too much occupied on spending time for each other, that it almost made both forgot that you had to deal with a serious matter when the next day comes.

Your mood disrupted as you got conscious of the date today, not even Sana's bubbly personality can distract you from it or anything. You couldn't even join her as you remained watching her instead for some reason.

"You seem like you're in deep thoughts again, YN." Sana poked you with the tip of the ice cream she bought. "Are you okay?"

You didn't answer right away as it took time for you to snap back into your senses and found yourself being confronted by Sana.

"Y-yeah."

A lie. Sana detected that disturbing twitch of a forced smile on your lips.

"Really, what's going on? I know i've seen this last time on you getting blacked out of nowhere but this one feels different."

"How can you say?" You asked in a dead tone.

She shrugged and opened her ice cream first before she continued speaking. "That something's definitely bothering you. You're so stiff and uneasy. Does it makes you scared?"

"M-maybe it is..."

"Care to share what it is then?"

You were about to respond but Sana introduces you to her cold palm blocking your sight.

"But first, eat your ice cream. It's gonna melt, plus... it's my favorite flavor, okay? I don't want it getting wasted." She pouted adorably.

You chuckled and sighed as you opened your ice cream. "Delicious."

"Who? Me or the ice cream?"

"W-what?" You looked so baffled at her suspicious remark.

She laughed loudly at your embarassed expression. "I'm sorry- it's just... you keep on staring at me while you're licking it and commenting it for me. I thought you're teasing me so... I tried to get back on you."

"S-stupid, you and your pervy thoughts..." You rolled your eyes and blushed intensely at her own silliness. "And what if I say you?" you smirked a little and glared at her.

"Then I don't mind having you grab a taste as much as you like~" Her eyes didn't even had to glare back at you to look flirty and seductive, instead aura changed on its own as Sana ensures that the one who started this kind of fun won't end up getting defeated in the end.

You gulped and looked away from her enticing look as she wheezes. "Sorry, what's gotten over me. Anyways, let's go backto where we left. Oh yeah, what's making you scared?"

You had to compose yourself before replying to her. "Of us. Certainly... for you."

"Why?"

"I can't tell if this luck that I have of making myself had to witness this whole you being... just the way you are is only temporary for me to see, because I fear that... I might lose this... real you, again." You said.

"I appreciate the consideration YN but, risks are inevitable okay? It's fine to take it as long as it won't step or abuse my whole being again." Sana said. "I know you're scared but... face your fears. This is why you seek for another opportunity, right? To make things right."

"But would it be wrong for me if..."

"If...?" Sana waited for your next words to follow up.

Your heartbeat quickened, nerves trembling, emotions rising, as there's no going back once you have revealed this secret you have been keeping from her in weeks. "Would it be wrong for me if I don't just want you as a friend anymore? That I also began to admire you more than that?"

Sana's smile dropped. Her gaze went more focused on you as she couldn't believe what she's hearing. "Y-you like me?"

"I know it's ridiculous of me to say that to you, because I feel like I don't have the right to feel this way because I made you like this... forcefully with my wrongdoings. But, I don't know why my heart is being like this." You said to her.

"Maybe it's due to what I've said to you last time that I started to follow what my heart wants, and it pains because... I feel like this is what I may be missing after all these years when I rather ending up hurting you against my will. And now it makes me worry if I continue this feeling i'm having now that we have buried your hatred, I might lose this... bright side that depicts the real you, Sana. That I mercilessly thrown away when we first met.

I don't want to let it go but... I couldn't get rid of this feeling in me, even after you told me you have declined our contract, I'm heartbroken but I still keep on loving you." You started tearing up. For the first time, Sana has fully visualized this fragile self of yours and it truly does hurt her deep inside.

"But I don't want you to pity me. I still respect your decision, but... for the last time... a last hope in me, I just want to ask... do you... still want to reconsider it?"

You looked at her with your poor eyes. Sana got her breath taken away by your weakened state. Her heart crumples in pain seeing you like this because you are heavily concerned of something that you don't even had to.

Because she likes you too, and you don't even know yet.

If your heart chooses her, her heart needed you more.

"I'm sorry..." is what came out as a whisper to Sana's shaking tone. Your heart shattered and there's your last hope disappeared like a popped bubble in the air. She was about to speak but you interrupted her.

"I see. I get it, no matter how much a person forgives you for your sin, there's always be time that would grant you the punishment for wasting that moment that you should've been good rather. A karma, in short. And this one, is what I have to bring and suffer for the rest of my life." You said to her with a bitter smile. Sana was in awe at your guilty pronounce.

"I enjoyed our time but I think I have to go now, Sana. I'm sorry." You excused yourself to Sana as you emptied your ice cream and left her speechless on your spot with her. Her frozen consciousness has what costs her to respond late to unable to catch you as you walked away from her sight.

Sana was left in distraught, as the words she was about to say and the entirety of your confession sinked down to her.

March 31. The day of the proclaimation has come. The month is ending and that means the contract has reached its breaking point. You and Sana met again in the court along with your parents in each of your sides.

Both parties are worried and confused on why you and Sana seemed so dull and devastated that neither couldn't look at each other's eyes anymore. This is what you feared, and the regret is eating you up again so bad.

"Mr/Ms. LN, are you in favor of the contract to be published and hereby signed by you?"

"I do, your honor." You said. You wanted to give it up but you chose to fight for what you have desired more. You wanted to be with Sana longer, and even if it won't grant you the same opportunity, it doesn't matter. Atleast you have become honest to your heart that you would've love to have her as yours.

Sana's lips trembled as she tried to fight the tears about to pour down on her face but was unsuccessful that the judge had to halt the question. It breaks your heart more to see her in an emotional breakdown in front of you.

"Miss Minatozaki, are you okay?"

"I... I'm not..." She sniffed her nose and wiped her tears before proceeding. " I'm not in favor of the contract, your honor."

Your family and Sana's both were in shock and saddened. You weren't surprised, but you are surely devastated that she is really this a hundred percent certain of her decision.

"Are you sure with your answer, Miss Minatozaki? You look hesitant. Perhaps you can provide a clear explaination why you still responded the opposite?"

"I'm really not in favor of the contract, your honor." Sana shook her head. She wiped her tears again before she stepped forward and came closer to you.

"Because I don't want to have it done arranged."

Your eyes widened. The collective gasps of the both sides can be heard from the court.

"I'm rather hesitant because I want to be with you more, YN... but not through this. I want us to build the story of our relationship through our own. I want it that way, not this where others had to dictate and rush us how things should go for us." She apologetically looks back at yours and her family, and gladly they nodded understandably at her point.

She immediately pulls you into a hug so tight that you wouldn't even care also if you got suffocated into her endearing gesture of what finding your home should feel like. "I'm glad that you didn't let go, YN... because I love you too."

She sobbed into your shoulder and you gave up with your emotions as flood of tears fell down on your face, but this time it was all full of joy and relief. You reciprocated her action as you wrapped her body into your own embrace and cuddled her head on your side.

"Thank you... thank you for giving me a chance, Sana. I'll do everything I can not to ruin this. I love you.

She leans away fron your shoulder and holds your shoulders as she traces your face super close between each other. "I'm so proud of you, YN. You deserve it."

"And yes, I would be glad to be your girlfriend... and your future wife soon." She winked before she pulls your head next for a wholesome romantic kiss.

Your families and even the judge clapped and congratulated in support for your newfound stronger relationship with Sana since this is a sight to behold seeing two couples aren't destined to be torn apart from each other... but rather to stay together forever despite all the harsh and crucial situations they had gone through.

Love, in cooperation with time; always finds a way to connect two people's hearts no matter how long it might take, and this... is the way their story had to go.

#twice #twice sana #minatozaki sana #sana #sana x male reader #sana x female reader #twice book of one-shots x reader #knight yoo-myoui #twice sana au #twice sana fanfic #twice sana one-shot #twice fanfic #twice au #twice one-shot #kpop au #kpop oneshot #kpop fanfic

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idlesana · 4 months

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mercury (part 1)

sana x female reader ; maybe angst, maybe fluff

summary: you feel like you’re drowning, and that’s when sana gives you a breath of fresh air— kind of?

it was ironic— feeling alone at a party.

you'd think the opposite to be true, especially when every room was packed with bodies pressed to one another, not a single space to be alone. that didn't stop the overwhelming sinking of your heart, the urge to cry crawling up your throat.

maybe it was the music blaring into your ears, ringing in your head. maybe it was the loneliness of being lost in a sea of people, not one familiar face. or maybe, you just didn't belong.

you'd lost the friend you showed up with hours ago, park jihyo being quite popular, and very much sociable, drifting calmly in the sea, from one group to another, no struggle.

you, however, felt as you were drowning, trying to find any group to hold you up, distract you from the feeling growing in your stomach.

that didn't work too well though, not a single person in sight for you to approach. kinda funny, jihyo thinking this would be an opening for you to branch out after falling out of being yourself— now a shell of who you were.

whatever, you didn't blame her for your own lack of sociability.

you stumbled around, jaw screwed shut as you looked for any escape, any opening, anything. anything to get you away from where you were.

and surely, despite the suffocating feeling within you, a sliding glass door made you pause in your track, posture straightening, breaths you didn't know you were holding releasing.

you were quick on your feet from there, pushing through sweaty bodies too the cracked door. the handle of it was cold, much contrary to the heat that'd been enveloping your body for the last hours— relief coursed your veins.

you slid the door open, deep sigh coming from your mouth at the fresh air, eyes fluttering closed as you shut the door behind you, back leaning up against it. you could finally— finally, be alone, not in the way you were before. alone with yourself, not alone, drowning in the pain of being the only one left out.

this, this loneliness was much preferred.

until the feeling of being alone was ripped away once more.

"oh, hey."

your eyes shot open, blinks quick and fists clenching. before you was a girl, not just any girl, no, minatozaki sana.

she wasn't a friend, not-not a friend, but not someone you'd ever spoken too. jihyo had, here and there, and at your university, not knowing sana— pretty, rich, charming and smart sana, was impossible.

she turns her body fully to face you, back pressing against the glass railing of the balcony. one of her hands is stuffed in the pocket of her baggy, dark wash jeans, other, holding a cigarette between its pointer and middle fingers. she tilts her head, grinning wide before raising the smoke to her mouth, letting her lips part as she takes a drag.

"uh, hi, sorry, am i interrupting you?"

she shakes her head, drawing the cigarette from her mouth, tapping the ash on the ground, tilting her head up to release the smoke from her lungs. you find yourself mesmerized at the way the smoke rolls from her lips. once she's done, she drops her head back down.

"never. what's up with you? party boring you as well?" her voice is gruff, rasp deep and low, very contrary to regular cheery sana. you figure its her more relaxed that inflicts her tone.

"hmm," you weren't sure if bored was equivalent to being on the verge of a panic attack, but, whatever, "yeah, stuff like this is kinda lame, you know?"

sana giggles, more reminiscent of her default self, she shakes her head once more, turning her head to look down at the view of the city again. you eye her down, admiring the pretty wavy hair that flows from under her cap.

"can be, that's for sure. want a smoke?" she swivels back to you, bringing a carton out from her pocket, tilting her head with a brow quirked.

you weren't one to smoke, ever, really, but something about sana compelled you to say yes. maybe it was how she made you want to spend more time with her by solely existing. you understood quickly how she became the campus crush of your school.

"i, sure, yeah." you pray she doesn't hear the nervousness that laces your tone, but the small giggle she lets out confirms your fear.

"don't be scared, come here." she motions you to come over with the hand holding the now burnt down cig, which she drops to the floor, stomping out with her sneakers.

you gulp, shuffling over to be in front of her, her frame taller than yours. you couldn't help but stare when she looked down at you, then to the carton of cigarettes, eyes gleaming with a hint of something different, not that you could put your finger on it.

you look down, watching as her dainty hands pop open the box, lighter inside by the sticks, she uses a single hand to grab out a smoke and the lighter, shutting the box and re-pocketing it. you look up to her once more, seeing the now warm smile on her face as she looks down at you. your faces suddenly goes warm, wind suddenly feeling much colder against it.

"first time?" sana asks, and you can only stare at her pretty lips, full and glossy, you shake your head, only realizing what you had done when sana hums, taking the shake as your answer.

"or, actually," you start, trying to find the best way to retract your statement, "its been— a while." you're beyond embarrassed, cheeks flushing deeper, even more so at sana's small snort.

"its alright, i can help." she says, taking the smoke into one hand, and lighter into another. "can you part your lips for me?" sana asks, and you instantly tense. something about her voice warms you, and you really have no choice but to comply, lips slowly parting. sana raises the cigarette to your now open mouth, sticking it in just the smallest bit, "now, close."

you follow her instructions, looking up to her, doe-eyed. the cigarette gets caught between your lips, sana moving her hand away from it, moving to raise the lighter up.

" 'm gonna light it now, that's okay, yeah?" the taller asks, and you nod dumbly, wondering how you found yourself here.

she strikes the lighter, once— twice, and a small flame rises before your, warmly lighting the both of your faces, you're suddenly hyper aware of the small distance between the two of you.

she presses a hand to your face, blocking the wind from the end of the cigarette, raising the lighter to it, eyes focused on the end, watching the tip glow orange. she waits just a second, before drawing it away, shaking the lighter slightly away from you.

"there you go, now inhale."

you do as she says, unable to resist her, her pretty face and equally pretty face. she leans back again, tilting her head and letting her eyes roam your figure— up and down, then back up again.

you raise your hand, going to grab the cigarette, pulling it away as you breathe in the smoke, feeling it fill and warm your lungs, warming them a little too much, leading you to exhale. the smoke seeps from your lips, filling your vision, a calm before a sudden flurry of coughs rolled out from deep in your lungs. sana lets a huff of air in the form of a giggle out, only before pushing back toward you, patting your back softly.

"it's alright, breathe." sana lets her hand run down the small of your back, rubbing up and down softly as she gazes down at you— almost lovingly.

you regain your breath, sniffling a little from your now runny nose. sana plucks the smoke from your hand, crossing back to the railing, "i'll take this."

you stand, dumbfounded, chest rising and falling unevenly, watching every movement sana makes, watching the gust of smoke that rises from her silhouette.

"what's your name, by the way." she doesn't turn this time, still gazing at the cityscape beneath you two. you don't move other than stuffing your hands in your own pockets.

"i'm y/n" you mutter, loud enough so she can hear, but words still warped from the bouts of coughs you'd just endured. you can see her nod, taking another drag before turning back with a wide smirk.

"cute name, as you are. i'm—“

you don't get to register the compliment, quickly interrupted by the sliding door opening hastily, almost aggressive. the sounds from the party re-envelope the atmosphere.

"yo, sana! come on, we're hitting another party." she's looking over you to the door, scowl on her features prominent. she closes her eyes, letting out a deep breath.

"okay, cool." her tone is monotone, the first time you're hearing her so careless all night. she looks back down to you, giving an apologetic smile.

"i'll see you around?" she places a hand on your own, smiling fondly at you, heat rising in your heart. she raises your joined hands up, sliding the cigarette between your fingers.

before you can even respond, she's moving aside, hollering a 'coming!' in response to her friend yelling at her from inside the house. you turn to watch her leave, not before she turns over her shoulder to look at you.

"oh, by the way, i'm sana."

the last thing you hear is the shutting of the sliding glass door, leaving you alone in your thoughts and the sound of muted music from inside the house.

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cceanvvaves · 5 months

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dress; m.sn

(moved to isanggayfrog) warning: swearing

"god, i'm so bored," you groan into sana's shoulder, holding your arm out a little to prevent your drink from spilling. the brunette only laughs at your misery, taking a sip from her own glass.

"you were the one who came."

you huff and roll your eyes. "you were the one who begged me to come."

"i did not beg!" she protests.

"oh, please," you raise an eyebrow, "with the endless 'please please please' and puppy eyes?"

"well..."

her retort dies down in her throat, having no argument. she simply scoffs. you smirk in triumph, leaning into the nearest table and downing your drink in one gulp. "your mom is so bad at parties," you start. "like, where is the music? where are the dancers and the hot people?"

sana laughs again. "you expect that in a business party? this thing's hosted so that i can greet old men and talk about business and shit."

"no wonder i'm bored."

"you're lucky you're not the ceo's daughter," sana complains. "you don't get the 'oh, you're the little minatozaki girl!' and the 'you've grown up to be a gorgeous young lady!'. you just have to stand there and look pretty for me."

"i'm gonna ignore that last part." you snicker at the irritated look on her face.

"ah, sana, am i right? minatozaki's little girl?" a balding man says, approaching the two of you. sana plasters on a fake smile and you avert your eyes, taking interest in the brownies.

they talk for a bit, you eventually losing your interest in seeing sana shifting uncomfortably. you excuse yourself and head to the snack table, helping yourself to majority of the desserts - after all, you came for the free food.

you'd just taken a bite out of a cupcake when a voice comes from behind you. you spin around and come face to face with a man - your age, maybe, or a little older.

he's fairly attractive, you can't deny, with an almost angelic smile. sadly, nothing can compare to a certain minatozaki girl's smile-

your thoughts are interrupted when he glances at your lips. "um, you've got something there-" he extends a hand and wipes off the frosting from the corner of your mouth.

eyes widening, you grab a tissue and wipe your mouth. "oh, thank you! i didn't notice."

"i'm taehyung," he continues. "i saw you from across the room and.. well, i really couldn't guess who had brought you. also, i wanted to introduce myself, so.."

"nice to meet you, taehyung." he seems nice and polite, so you decide to entertain him. "i'm y/n."

"that's.. a really pretty name."

you and taehyung stay together and talk, laughing when he tells you a story about his childhood and groaning when you tell him about an accident you'd had as a kid. you realize that he's actually fun to talk to, and a great listener, and you don't notice the time passing by until a hand slithers around your waist.

a surprised squeak leaves your lips as you glance at the newcomer, sighing in relief when you see that it's sana. "hi," you breathe out.

she has yet another fake smile on her face - but unlike those from earlier that night. it's a little stiff, a little... colder. "hi," she replies through gritted teeth. "i see you've made a new friend."

"oh, yeah!" you beam at taehyung. "sana, this is taehyung. taehyung, sana."

"oh, minatozaki sana? finally, nice to-"

"a pleasure to meet you, taehyung, but may i talk to y/n? alone?"

taehyung blinks, looking genuinely confused. he glances at you and then at sana, at you and back to sana again. "yes, sure, of course. you look really good in that dress, by the way, y/n."

you watch him walk away before turning to sana. "oh, come on, he was really sweet."

"i bet he thought you were really sweet, too," she grumbles, scowling.

"what, jealous?" you tease, but you can't tear your eyes away from the way her jaw tenses.

"no."

"okay, well, i'm gonna find tae-"

before your sentence even finishes she grabs you by the wrist. "stay."

you smirk and cross your arms, raising an eyebrow. "what, scared you'll be the the single one between us?"

"please don't joke about that."

"why not?"

sana sighs. "look, i don't really like him, but..."

"yes?"

"he's right about one thing." she carefully scans your figure. "you look good in that dress."

in a sudden burst of confidence you lean closer to her. "only bought this dress so you could take it off."

her 'tough' exterior crumbles and she's reduced to a confused puppy expression. "w-what?"

you pull her closer by her tie, close enough that your breaths ghost over each others' faces. "i want you. but i don't want you like a best friend."

you pull away and stare at her face for a reaction. "so? ditch this party with me?"

sana's face lights up in a grin.

#twice #female!reader #twice imagines #sana x reader #minatozaki sana

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hyejuhyegi · 1 year

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I Love That Feeling of Being Loved and Appreciated

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Pairing: Minatozaki Sana x Fem Reader

Summary: you just want to feel the feeling of being truly loved and appreciated by someone and one you do, you decided to run away.

Warnings: crying,family issues, hitting , and cursing

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Sana was your best friend you could tell her anything, you both promised each other that. Even though it was hard for you to express yourself without crying, you made sure to tell her everything just as she does to you.

But some times theres things you don’t tell her at all.

You’d had always been the least favored in your family. It didn’t matter how much you accomplished, gained, or won, your older sister was always gonna be praised. You always felt like you never got a say in anything, hell you couldn’t even cry in front of them because you’d get criticized.

You learned how hide those emotions, though doing this earned you to shut everything down. Masking them with fake ones, pretending that nothing meant anything, acting as if you didn’t give a crap about your responsibilities.

Sana never knew any of this, nor did you want her too.

“YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH!” You flinched as your sister yelled at you. You had accidentally swung her closet door a little too hard causing it to hit the wall hard. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“ you tried to explain but only got cut off. “SO YOUR SAYING THE DOOR JUST MAGICALLY SWUNG OPEN.”

Then your mom came in only to come hit you across your face and back up your sister. You had grown used to this type of things, getting yelled or hit at for things you didn’t mean to do. Usually you held in your tears until you got your room, but today was different.

Sana wanted to meet up at night to go stargazing at you guy’s usual place, under the bridge by Han river. You agreed to this, you just had to wait for everyone to be asleep to sneak out, to which you did.

You finally got to the place, where Sana was already at. “Finally here? I thought you ditch me!” She before playfully slapping your arm. You quietly groaned in pain as she accidentally slapped one of your bruises “I’d never, well not to you.”

You sat down on the grass, wind blowing against the hot bruises your mom left you giving you some sort of relief, the grass prickling your fingers, and the soothing sound of the river water flowing.

“I know about your bruises .” You looked at her, she only looked up at the stars with a calm expression, the wind flowing through her hair, knees to her chin as she hugged them. “H-how?”

“The first time I met you… I noticed you were a complete shut down. I felt frustrated with you at the moment, but now that I go back… I remembered that you were so scared about your jacket falling off.” She breathed in before looking at you, “you know it’s okay to talk about it right?”

You only took a deep breath before you continued to watch the city lights reflecting off the water. You could feel the tears starting to form, the familiar burn in your throat and your nose, you could feel your nose start to run.

“I know.” You felt arms wrap around your shoulders before feeling the weight of her head on your shoulder. “Let’s run away, me and you.” She looked at you with doe eyes, “what do you say?”

You only grinned before excitedly nodding.

“Yes, I’d love that.”

#minatozaki sana #twice sana #sana x female reader #twice #female #fxf #gxg scenarios

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tzuyuscloud · 2 years

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Can I request some fluffffffff for Sana and Reader where they are dating. Sana and yn go to the same school and yn buys coffee for Sana and in the middle of lecture sneaks into Sana’s class to give her the coffee and the teacher stops yn and is like if you want to crash my class answer the question and little does the professor know yn is mad smart.

It was getting colder out as fall approached slowly. Y/n was used to getting coffee every morning with Sana. It was their little tradition since they started dating three years ago, when y/n first bought Sana coffee as a way of telling her that she liked her.

But because Sana was running late to her class, she was forced to leave without coffee which caused a dent in her mood for the day. Y/n knew she needed her coffee in order to function in the morning, which is why she decided to surprise Sana in class.

"could I get a medium midnight bergamot cold brew please?" Y/n ordered at the horribly packed Starbucks.

After she got the drink she made her way to Sana's science lecture. The door had a mean squeak to it once y/n opened it, all eyes were on her including her girlfriend who smiled at the sight of the coffee in her hands.

"As we enter our next chapter we will be looking at questions like; Can momentum be hidden to human eyes like how kinetic energy can be hidden as heat?-" The professor had paused mid-lecture and frowned.

Y/n apologetically smiled before handing the coffee to her girlfriend, but as she was about to walk out the professor stopped her in her tracks, "since you want to disrupt my lecture, why don't you answer the question?"

"I am very sorry sir-" y/n started.

But the middle aged man wasn't having it, "nope. Let's here it. What's the answer?"

Y/n let out a sigh before answering, "no momentum cannot be hidden because it is directional." Sana couldn't help but smile as her brilliant girlfriend as she stunned the professor and left students 'ooing.'

"You may leave" the man cleared his throat before turning back to his lecture slides and resuming his lecture.

Y/n gave Sana one last smile before walking out of the hall and back to their shared apartment.

#kpop gg #kpop scenarios #sana x female reader #sana scenarios #sana fluff #minatozaki sana #twice scenarios

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amaris-alton · 2 years

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Punishment (SanaxG!p reader)

Having Sana as girlfriend was something everyone dreamed of. The girl is sweeter than candy with smile that puts sun to shame. The only problem was her clinginess. Honestly you didn't mind really it when Sana is cling with others you know she is the only child and growing up she barely had any sisterly love, but this time your grip on the glass seeing Sana landing a kiss dangerously close to Dahyun's lips.

Recently this was very common, For someone who loves being called 'good little kitten' Sana was being a brat and you knew exactly how to deal with her.

It was late night when you heard the doorknob of your room turn around and then a sweet voice followed.

-Hey baby, I'm home

It was Sana. She entered the room expecting to see you asleep on your cozy bed, but you were sitting on the edge of the bed with a collar in your hand. And the moment you looked up she knew what is going to happen, so she silently dropped her purse and sat down infront of you on her knees.

-Baby what happened? Why are you still up?

She asked with teasing voice, while you just smirked and lightly gripped her chin and pulled her closer.

-I think you already know kitten. Don't you

You moved yourself closer towards her almost brushing your lips together, while she just closed her eyes expecting to you to drop a kiss. Seeing this you let out a deep chuckle and you stroke her brown silky hair

-Aww, Does my kitten want a kiss?

She simply nodded and your question and breathed out a small 'yes' but then you tangled your fingers in her locks and pulled her head backwards

-But you can't always get what you need after teasing daddy can you?

Sensing that she was not answering you tightly gropped her breast throught her top and screamed

-ANSWER ME

-I'm sorry Daddy I was being a bad girl

-Good girl, Now tell me what does Daddy do when you are being bad.

-Daddy punishes me

-Good girl. Now come here

Hearing the dominant voice Sana instinctively moved forward, while you simply put the black collar on her, held the leash and guided Sana towards the bed and pushed on the mattress slowly going on top of her.

A gasp left her mouth when you tore of her top along with her bra, while you took your time kissing and licking her neck while she just held the bedsheet tightly using one hand while other was slowly making it's way towards your hair pushing you closer, But the moment it touched yours scalp, you pushed them back and raised yourself up to face her.

-Keep those hands up next time I'll not be gentle. Understood.

You expected her to answer with words but when she nodded you let out an exaggerated sigh and sat on your knees and roughly turned her around making her lay on her stomach then pulled her shorts along with her underwear and caressed her naked bottom.

-Now kitten, What do you do when daddy asks you something?

-I answer daddy

-And how do you do that?

-With words

-But you did not do it right now did you

-No daddy

-Hmm. Now count.

And with that a loud shriek left her mouth when a harsh slap landed on her butt

-One

then another

-Two

one more

-Three

you were about to land a fourth one but then you felt you pants geting slighly wet, that's when you noticed. Sana was wet, dripping wet. It amused you, how turned on she felt simply by spanking, deciding that the punishment that she received is according to her crime, you decided to end her suffering and press kisses on her thighs trailing them towards her core, stopping so close, she could feel your breathe on her pussy, she just wanted you to fuck her rough and hard, isn't that why she was riling you up.

-Daddy please

-Please what kitten?

-Please fuck me

-I will, but don't you think there is something you should do first.

She turned her neck to look up at you, with eyes brimming with tears threatening to spill.

-I am sorry daddy. I was being bad. I promise I will not do it again. Please fuck your sweet little kitten. Please daddy"

And all of a sudden her tears spill down her eyes due to desperation of having her daddy's cock in her pretty pink pussy. Sensing the need in her voice you opened your pants and gently inserted your cock in her pussy giving her time to adjust to your cock kissing up her bare back.

Just seconds later, you worked your cock in-and-out of her in rapind motion, hitting her at a different angle. Using on hand to hold her neck for stability while the other hand fondled with her breast as you do her in doggy style. Some time later she could feel a knot in her stomach

-Daddy I'm cumming

-Go ahead kitten cum all over daddy's cock.

Hearing the confirmation she needed she milked all over your cock and you almost came when you felt the warm liquid gush out, not much later you felt the same knot in your stomach and pulled out you shaft, jerking it off a few times before cumming on her back.

After the intense activity both of you laid down on the bed almost lifeless. At that moment Sana was on cloud nine. All of a sudden she heard a whisper.

-One more round?

She let outa short laugh before turning towards you crashing your lips together, though both of you know you night will consist of more than one round of love making.

---The end---

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cry4tzu · 4 days

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Focus on me, not the damn exam

Minatozaki sana x female reader

synopsis-i wanted her attention, and i got it .

Warning-smut!!, mention of mommy, and slut

A/N- first attempt at smut so it a little short so bare with me.

The air was heavy with the scent of dust and old books as Sana hunched over her desk in her dorm , her hair falling over her face as she pored over notes and textbooks. Her heart raced and her palms sweat, but not from nervousness; it was excitement, anticipation. She was inches away from triumph, from proving herself to the world. No, not the world, just her professor. Just this stupid, stupid exam.

She glanced at the clock, willing the hands to move faster. Just a few more hours and she'd be free to enjoy the fruits of her labor. Or so she thought. There was a small shape, barely noticeable at first of someone right beside her.When she focused her attention on it, she realized it was her girlfriend, Y/N, trying to get her attention. But she couldn't. Not now. She had to focus.

"Sana," Y/N whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Babe, I need you to pay attention to me."

Sana sighed, already for the 50th time . "I can't, Y/N," she murmured, her voice strained. "I have an exam tomorrow, I need to study."

“You have been studying for the past hours my love, you should take a break” y/n said whining to the fact that her girlfriend attention was on something else other than her.

“Well, this exam is very important so if you can let me study for two more hours then i promise you will get my attention baby ” she said going back to focus her attention on the papers she need to read over.

With a sigh of defeat, y/n gave up on trying to get Sana's attention the conventional way. She knelt down on the floor, slipped her long, slender legs underneath Sana's desk, and before Sana even had time to register what was happening, she felt y/n's lips wrap around her aching clit, her tongue darting out to tease and caress her swollen nub. Sana's eyes widened in surprise and she let out a small gasp, the sound muffled by the pages of her notes.

She slipped a finger inside, making Sana gasp, and began to move. "You're so wet," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “You like this don’t you mommy.” Sana let out a whimper in response.

As Y/N continued to work her magic, Sana could feel her mind start to wander, her focus slipping away from the books and notes spread out before her. She tried to concentrate on the exam, on the questions she needed to know, but all she could think about was how good it felt to have Y/N's body pressed against hers, her fingers moving inside her. She couldn't help but wonder if she was making the right choice, if she should really be studying right now. But it was too late for second-guessing. All she could do was give in to the pleasure, and hope that she would remember enough to get her through the exam.

Her breath hitched as Y/N's fingers found her clit, circling it expertly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes," she moaned, arching her back, her hips pushing against Y/N's hand. "Just like that baby ." She could feel herself getting closer, the need building inside her, and she knew she was going to cum.

“You're such a fucking slut for your baby, you know that right?" Y/N whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Just let go, Sana. Let me take care of you." she increased the pressure of her tongue and her fingers, driving Sana closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck,fuck ,fuck I’m gonna cum please don’t stop”sana said as her eyes rolled back in her head, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt herself starting to lose control. the way her lover fingers was deep inside pushing her right to the edge. She needed more. She reached out, tangling her fingers in Y/N's hair, urging her on, begging for more.

As the pleasure built inside her, Sana could feel her muscles tensing, her orgasm growing closer and closer. And then, with a cry of release, she came, her body shuddering and trembling beneath Y/N's expert touch. "Fuck," she moaned, her voice hoarse. "Y/N... I can't... I can't take it..."

But Y/N didn't get up, not yet. She continued to suck on Sana's clit, her fingers still thrusting inside her, relentless in their pursuit of pleasure. And as Sana began to catch her breath, she realized that she was still sitting at her desk, her legs spread wide, her pussy exposed and on display for her girlfriend. A thrill ran through her as she imagined what this must look like, and she let out a moan of approval, urging Y/N to keep going.

"That's it, mommy. You look so pretty when you’re desperate for me ," Y/N murmured, her voice low and husky. "Just let me have you." She reached up, untying Sana's hair from its messy bun and letting it fall around them in a curtain of black. She used it to cover her hands, using the strands to hide her fingers from view as she continued to work her magic.

Sana arched her back, her hips bucking forward as she felt herself growing wetter and needier under Y/N's expert touch. She gripped the edge of the desk, her knuckles white with effort as she tried to remain still, but the sensations were simply too intense. "I'm gonna cum again," she gasped, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Oh God, Y/N..."

Y/N smiled against her, her tongue darting out to tease and flick at the sensitive bud of her clit. "That's it," she whispered, her voice a low growl. "Let go, Sana. Give it all to me." And with that, Sana was overcome, her body shuddering with another powerful orgasm as she cried out in ecstasy.

As Sana's tremors subsided, Y/N pulled away, gazing up at her with a satisfied smile. She licked her lips, tasting their combined juices, and then leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Sana's swollen lips. "I'm so proud of you, mommy," she whispered. "You did amazing."

Sana blushed, her cheeks flushed with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment. "Th-thank you," she stammered, her breath coming in short gasps. She looked down at her desk, still covered in books and notes, feeling a pang of guilt. "I-I really should study..."

Y/N laughed softly, her fingers tracing lazy circles on Sana's inner thigh. "Don't worry about that for now," she said, her voice soothing. "You've earned a break." She leaned in, pressing their lips together in a soft, gentle kiss. "Why don't we take a little nap together? It’s getting late. " she suggested, her hand sliding up under Sana's shirt, touching her soft skin.

Sana nodded, feeling herself grow warm at the touch. They got up from the desk, and Y/N helped Sana lie down on the bed. She pulled the blankets up over them, tucking Sana in like a child. As they snuggled close together, their hearts racing and their breaths intermingling, Sana couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. It was as if nothing else in the world mattered in this moment, as if they were the only two people in existence.

"I love you, Sana," Y/N whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their hearts pounding. "You're the only one for me."

Sana smiled, nestling deeper into Y/N's embrace. "I love you too," she murmured, feeling her eyes grow heavy as sleep began to creep up on her. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so safe, so cherished. The warmth of Y/N's body against hers was addicting, and as her eyelids grew heavier, she allowed herself to drift off, lost in the comfort of their embrace.

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melpomene-writes · 8 months

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hands on

minatozaki sana x gn! reader // fluff

“look alive, y/l/n,” jeongyeon says, dropping a stack of paperwork on your desk in your little office in the rear corner of the shop. “i have those preliminary expense reports you asked for.”

it’s at least an inch of unstapled loose-leaf paper, of order forms and itemized receipts and pages of faxed correspondences with a junkyard about scrap metal and hauling services for jeongyeon’s project of the moment.

“pretty sure i asked for these weeks ago, jeong,” you roll your eyes and drop the pen in your hand, “and that i’ve been asking almost every day since.”

there’s a tray on the left side of your desk for incoming documents, a tray on the right for outgoing stuff, and you were in the middle of updating the inventory log — which you had to do before you could call in a round of orders from a local shop — when jeongyeon dropped everything smack in the middle, so that it covered the top half of the sheet you were working on.

you can practically feel your blood pressure rise at the prospect of having to comb through all this. you’ll be at it for days.

“possibly,” jeongyeon shrugs, dropping into the vacant office chair next to the little bookcase and rolling it up to sit opposite of you, “but did you ask me to collect these stupid things for everybody?”

“everybody,” you ask, incredulous. “you mean to tell me that everybody in the shop tracked their stuff down, and that it’s all right here?”

“everybody,” jeongyeon smirks, “i know, i’m good. you don’t have to tell me.”

“you mean to tell me, when i comb through all this, all the half-sheets and torn receipts with god knows what streaked all over them, nothing will be missing?”

“seriously, y/n,” jeongyeon scoffs, “every mechanic in the shop, and all our shit, is in there. even haeun. you might even say we’re all—”

“please don’t—” you try.

“accounted for,” jeongyeon finishes. and then she grins, just like she did when you had collected everything to make last year’s expense reports, and the year before. “where’s your sense of humor? that killed you the first time.”

the first time, you were so overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sort of paperwork necessary for keeping a brand-new business open and in good standing with the irs that you would’ve laughed at anything. you laughed hysterically when chaeyoung tripped over an open quart of oil, even cried a little when momo slipped in the slickness and the lug wrench in her hand went flying.

“this is the third, jeongyeon. three times now i’ve had to hear it.”

“you’re a lucky girl, always being here when i make it.”

“try it on me next year, and you’re going to need a new shop manager slash accountant,” you threaten.

“i’m calling bullshit on that,” jeongyeon says, leaning back in her chair and yanking down the zipper on her jumpsuit, “one, because you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself if you couldn’t boss around all us grease monkeys every day.”

“pretty sure i could adopt a few feral cats and let them make huge messes and drive me crazy for a much smaller investment but continue.”

“two, because, while i’m definitely the brains in every other aspect of our life together, this is your place to shine in that regard.”

“what a compliment,” you say dryly.

jeongyeon shrugs again, and adds, “we both know you’re the only one who understands your filing system, and i would probably tank both our credit and take this place under in like three days without you.”

“i literally just file things by serial number and there’s a drawer for each filing year, jeong. plus—”

“bleh, you’re brilliant, y/n, but that’s all gibberish,” jeongyeon sighs, “and, three, you love me.”

“do i?” you ask, even though you’d be hard-pressed to come up with another reason for pooling your savings with jeongyeon to open the first all-female mechanic shop in the state.

“you will,” jeongyeon informe you, “when you look through that stack and notice that our receipts and junk are all sorted by mechanic, and in chronological order. i even threw in some sticky notes for your convenience.”

“holy shit,” you say, actually blown away as you lean forward to confirm that the tops of some of the papers are marked with names: momo and haeun and chaeyoung and… “i love you.”

“duh,” jeongyeon says, pushing up out of her seat, “so, just keep that mind, the gratitude and the love, while i run home to grab my lunch, will you?”

“who’s on the floor,” you ask, before jeongyeon can even drag the rolling chair back to its spot.

“just you and me, babe. momo had to pop over to alexandria to pick up a few parts. chaeyoung should be in soon, though.”

you groan, “pick a timesheet, like, any timesheet, jeongyeon, and find me a shift that chaeyoung wasn’t late for.”

“golden hands, y/n,” jeongyeon reminds you, still creeping toward the door, “and she’s nice enough.”

“and her family did our commercials for free, i know.”

“you’ll barely even know you’re here alone, y/n.”

“uh, yeah,” you complain, “i will, because chaeyoung will be late, and momo always hangs around to flirt with that clerk who gets disappointed whenever we have to make the pick-up instead of her, and your mouth is saying lunch, but my instincts are telling me that you’re still doing all the honeymoon sex stuff with nayeon instead of eating.”

“can you blame me,” jeongyeon says, a little dreamily, slouching against the wall.

“that means i’ll be sitting here, one eye on all this,” you wave a hand over the mess on your desk, “the other on the garage, and i’ll have to talk to customers. customers, jeong. they’re the worst, and they can smell my discomfort.”

“has anybody ever told you you’re too smart for your own good?”

“you,” you respond, folding your hands over the bottom-half of the inventory.

“all of that might be true,” jeongyeon admits, “and it might also be true that someone is only making a big deal about my hot, married sex life and momo’s tawdry flirting with clerk girl because they haven’t even been on a date in months—”

“i’m—”

“a horny mess,” jeongyeon fills in, “trust me, everyone knows. but you’ll be fine, y/n. nobody’s even going to come in, and if they do, just pretend they aren’t keeping our business alive, be your cute, friendly self and sit them down somewhere with a cup of water or something. i’ll be right back, i swear.”

“fine,” you begrudgingly say, “but i’m going to teach you all about this filing system when you’re back.”

“i love you,” jeongyeon beams, and you know that means your best friend is going to use every move possible to avoid looking at the system, “i’ll be quick. thirty minutes, tops.”

“yeah, yeah,” you say, pushing the stack jeongyeon dropped further away to get back to the inventory as jeongyeon disappears through the door.

///

jeongyeon’s been gone for fifteen minutes when you look up through the clear glass of the office window to see a car pulling up to the open garage door.

you sigh and push up from your desk to greet the customer at the door.

you’ve done most of the paperwork, and you grumble about it plenty, but you prefer it to dealing with people nine times out of ten. you’d rather leave it to one of the mechanics, who are happy to smile and ask questions and field the sort of casual condescension that comes from the men who drive up without realizing they’ll be turning over their cars to lady mechanics with their girl hands and girl tools — which really refers to all their tools, though you barely gets through a month without one of the girls huffing into the office, because it’s the break room, too, and telling you that another man has felt the need to joke about them marring his car with pink lug nuts or something — or to jeongyeon, who takes a special delight in answering honest questions and seems genuinely unbothered by the idiots who dare to doubt her.

but chaeyoung is late and momo hasn’t gotten back from flirting on that clerk and jeongyeon is, actually, you don’t want to know what jeongyeon’s up to right now, but the point is that you co-own an auto shop, and that means you have to speak to the occasional customer.

it’s a short walk, from the back office to the front of the garage, one littered with little obstacles along the way, and you’re considering throttling aecha if she keeps forgetting to recoil the air hose when she’s done with it. when you get to the front, there’s a woman standing beside her car, a mid-size black sedan of some kind.

you don’t really know the difference.

she’s on her phone, typing away with both hands beside her open door, in an impossibly sharp-looking skirt suit, all pin stripes and cleanly pressed lines. she doesn’t even look up as you approach, doesn’t slow her typing or either close or move away from her door.

you’re going to offer the cheery, but impersonal ‘hi there. how can i help you’, but the woman beats you to the punch.

“can you fit me in for an oil change in the next twenty minutes? i’m in a serious rush.”

she looks up then, this woman with long brown hair pulled back off her face and cheekbones that could probably rival momo’s, and you’re supposed to try to placate her until somebody, literally anybody, shows up for their shift.

you’re supposed to be polite and apologetic and offer her a paper cup of water or a mug of weak coffee and a seat on the guest couch in the waiting room that’s only slightly larger than the office.

instead, you get caught off guard by this woman who, if you’re being honest, is so good-looking that you sort of think she might not be real.

instead, you say, “yeah, i mean, yes. we can, uh, we can do that.”

the woman smiles then, nothing very broad or warm, just the polite smile of a person who got the answer she was looking for, but it’s still a very nice-looking smile and it makes you grin like an idiot.

“no haeun today,” the woman asks, “i think she’s done my last few oil changes.”

“nope,” you say, “she’s off.”

the woman hums somewhat thoughtfully and says, “i didn’t realize you were one of the mechanics.”

you should take the out before you embarrass yourself any further, but you already agreed to do the oil change, and so you semi-truthfully say, “i’m usually in the office.”

“yeah, i know,” the woman says, “i’ve seen you from afar a few times, just pictured you as the management type.”

she doesn’t stumble or stutter or walk back on her words, doesn’t seem particularly bothered with the implication that she’s looked on multiple occasions, into the huge windows of your office and looked you over without you ever noticing.

“no offense, of course,” the woman says quickly, “i’m sure you’re more than capable.”

“mhm,” you nod, still feeling sort of dumb. “i work here.”

“yeah, uh, you do,” the woman says, sort of laughs, even, making no sign that she knows how strange you’re behaving, “are you going to—... is that what you’re going to wear?”

“huh,” you start to ask, and then you look down and realizes you’re in your business casual office wear — because one condition you and jeongyeon agreed to when the two of you decided to open the shop was that you wouldn’t be expected to wear coveralls or anything with your name sewn on it — and say, “no, i’ll just go get into some coveralls.”

you’re walking away from the woman toward the metal container that houses the soft, but so-not-your-style one-piece jumpsuits and start stepping into one of them when you hear the woman speaking up again.

“should i pull into the garage?”

and… should she?

you don’t usually handle this, you’ve watched ryujin wave people forward for some jobs, and you’ve watched garam hop into the driver’s seat for others.”

“nope,” you decide, walking back to her, “i’ve got it, you can wait in the lobby.”

the woman nods then, short and sure, and doesn’t wait for you to open any doors like jeongyeon and the others sometimes do for customers, and then you’re alone with her car, key still in the ignition.

and… you can do this. you have, in the most desperate of moments, when jeongyeon and all of your employees were otherwise occupied, had to slowly, carefully drive a car onto a track that will suspend it in the air. you’re technically qualified in accomplishing the barest of minimums, so you’re sure you can do this.

and… you don’t really do your own oil change, not when jeongyeon’s been doing them for years, but you know the parts. you know what things look like, more or less. you have to, for order forms and inventory crosscheck, and you sort of know where things are going.

the woman is in the lobby and the key is in the ignition and you aren’t sure why you’re doing any of this, but you’re pretty sure there’s nothing you can really fuck up with this — and you’re quietly hoping that jeongyeon’s back in time to take over — when you realize you’ve already fucked up.

the key is in the ignition, the woman is in the lobby, and, when you slip into the driver’s seat, you realize the car has a stick shift.

you’ve only ever driven automatic cars.

you don’t even know how to get the damn thing over the threshold of the garage.

“what are you doing,” a voice asks, and you snap your head up to see momo grinning at you, “and is that mine?”

“what? no,” you say, but you look down, and, sure enough, momo’s name is over your chest.

“you know, even though we call you a control freak sometimes, i don’t think any of us has ever actually thought you were going to do our job for us. or as us.”

“i’m not impersonating you,” you argue.

momo raises her eyebrows.

“fine, i kind of am. but i have a good reason,” you tell her, stealing a glance at the brunette sitting in the lobby on her phone. “and keep in mind that i sign your checks and am solely responsible for getting you reimbursed when you buy parts out of pocket.”

“pretty sure jeongyeon could sign them just as handily but explain.”

“there’s— don’t look,” you beg, “there’s a very busy woman waiting for an oil change in the lobby right now—”

of course, momo snaps her head in the woman’s direction, and connects the dots.

“ah, i see. a super-hot corporate babe needed a lube job, and after seeing that face you couldn’t turn her down.”

“don’t be gross.”

“am i wrong?”

you glare but shake your head.

“then what’s the problem? i would say you just remembered that you don’t have any of the necessary certificates for this, but somehow i don’t think that’s what’s stopping you.”

“i can’t drive a stick.”

“y/n, i know it’s been a while, but the rhythm comes—”

you sock her in the shoulder hard enough that momo winces, “my car’s an automatic. this is a manual. and she’s in a rush, momo.”

“you’re no fun these days,” momo rolls her eyes, “get out.”

“then she’s going to know—”

“that hot lady,” momo interrupts, “her name’s sana something. she comes in a few times a year, super polite, and she’s pretty much glued to her phone until we’re ready to take her credit card. she won’t notice if you aren’t the one pulling it in.��

you don’t fight it after that. you take advantage of a rare bit of sincerity from momo, and let the other woman pull the car in. then you stand at momo’s side as she does a five-minute job of changing the woman’s — sana’s — oil, and listen seriously while momo explains what she’s doing, and more attentively than any of the times when jeongyeon tried to explain it.

you only check over your shoulder once, to see whether the woman has looked up to notice that momo’s doing all the work.

by the time momo pulls the car back out, chaeyoung has shown up, and jeongyeon’s back, too, and you’re not excited for both of them to know how embarrassing you’ve been in the last ten minutes. you consider yourself lucky when jeongyeon autopilots back to the office and chaeyoung busies herself near the batteries.

“keys,” momo says, dropping them in your palm, “just be normal, okaya? she’s a good customer, and she probably hasn’t even noticed how fucking strange you’ve been.”

“you’re probably right,” you say.

“almost always,” momo tells you, as you start to back away, “but, for real, don’t be any weirder. no drooling or crying.”

“noted,” you say, rolling your eyes.

“and don’t forget, if your hands touch when she gives you her card, don’t be creepy and weepy eyed over it. works in the movies, not so much in real life.”

“i hate you.”

“and don’t forget to charge her,” momo laughs, “no discounts, either. the woman who does our books is kind of a bitch about it.”

“good luck on your next paycheck,” you tell her.

“you’re welcome,” momo says just as you get to the lobby door.

the brunette looks up then, as you walk in the door, and she has an odd expression that you can’t place.

“you’re good to go,” you say, getting behind the register, “i just have to ring you up.”

the woman gets out of her chair, pockets her phone, and stands on the other side of the register, reaching into her bag for her card.

silence stretches between you both for a few long seconds, and you aren’t going to try to stop it, not when you’ve only just barely avoided embarrassment, but the brunette breaks it.

the itemized receipt is printed when the brunette asks, “so… are you new to this whole mechanic thing, or…”

“i,” you start, gearing up to dig yourself further into this lie that you had no reason to tell, but this woman is a regular, and she’s seen you before, and she’ll probably notice if you never work on another car again, “you were right earlier. i’m more the management type.”

“yeah,” sana says, and she lets out this short burst of laughter, “i gathered, by the way you hovered over momo’s shoulder while she changed my oil.”

“You saw that, then?”

“yeah…” sana says looking down at the paper you slide her way and handing over her card. your hands don’t touch, and you don’t even cry or drool or whatever. “you’re the management type, and i’m the observant type.”

the brunette smiles then, and you smile back.

“is there a reason why you tried to convince me you were going to change my oil when, by the looks of it, you couldn’t get inside?”

you stutter out your laughter. it dies when you catch sight of momo and chaeyoung, side-by-side watching through the window.

“observant seems like an understatement,” you say, impressed.

“and that statement seems like a way to avoid answering my question,” sana smirks.

“yes.”

“yes?”

“yes,” you say again, and now jeongyeon is against the window, standing back just far enough that sana wouldn’t know she was there if your eyes didn’t bug out at the heart shape jeongyeon was making with her hands through the window. “there’s a reason.”

sana turns in time to see jeongyeon, just hovering, practically attached to the glass, but luckily a second too late to see the heart. she looks back at you quizzically, narrows her eyes for a second, but not in a threatening way.

it makes you feel even more exposed than a gorgeous woman knowing you can’t drive a stick or do an oil change.

you hand sana her card, spinning the printed receipt around for her to sign, and passing her a pen.

“any chance you’ll tell me the reason today?”

“probably not,” you say, “it’s kind of embarrassing.”

sana looks at you again, brown eyes boring into yours, and the woman seems to come to some understanding.

“maybe next time,” is what she says to you and your mind goes to the months that span between oil changes, but then sana adds, and in a quiet somewhat less sure voice, “i should probably get my tires rotated soon. any chance you want to pretend to do that, too? maybe thursday afternoon?”

“i usually take thursday off,” you say.

“friday then?”

“friday works,” you smile. “and i know even less about tires.”

“in that case, we can leave it to the professionals, and you can tell me more about this mysterious reason.”

“i’ll pencil you into my schedule,” you say.

“sounds like a plan, momo.”

you grimace, “y/n, actually. these aren’t my clothes.”

“y/n,” sana says, and then she holds out her hand for you to shake, “i like that even better. i’m sana.”

your hands are touching then, you’re gripping firmly onto sana’s, and you’re trying not to be all gross and romcom-y when it occurs to you that you should ask, “is there a reason why you let me pretend i could work on your car even when you clearly knew i couldn’t?”

sana still hasn’t let go of your hand when she says, “yeah, there’s a reason.”

you think that’s all you’re going to get out of sana, that the woman in the pressed skirt suit who’s probably already spent too much time in the shop will be as coy as you’ve been, but the brunette surprises you.

the two of you aren’t shaking hands as much as holding hands when sana admits, “the gorgeous woman i’ve been seeing from afar for months finally spoke to me, so i figured i’d let her do whatever she wanted.”

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vex91 · 10 months

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Minatozaki Sana - Lovely

Pairing: Minatozaki Sana x Female Reader

Fandom: Twice

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Imagine: Sana comes home drunk is extremely affectionate, sweet and sappy towards reader

Summary: Sana was always a very affectionate person since she loved letting people she cares about know how much she loves them. Her affection becomes even more extreme after a few drinks and especially when it came to you.

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting <3 I'm sorry that it's bad😭

3rd's POV

Relationship with Sana meant that you had to like affection. There was no way that you would be in a relationship and a happy one at that if you wouldn't be able to take Sana's affectionate nature. Hugs, kisses, holding hands, back hugs and other things like that helps Sana show people she cares about her love for them.

Of course her love is even bigger for you since you're her girlfriend so these things were a normal occurrence in your life together. Even though she showed you her love everyday, Sana was able to slow down if the affection became too much for you and she wouldn't feel hurt by it, she would just take a break before continuing showing you her love.

What you didn't know about Sana is that her affectionate side grew after a few drinks.

That day Sana went out with the girls for a few drinks to celebrate their new album success. That was a pretty normal thing with them and you already got used to it but this was the first time that she went out with them to drink ever since you two started living together which meant that it was also the first time you'll see a drunk Sana coming back home.

Sana came back home some time before 1 AM. You already were in bed but since you wanted to wait for your girlfriend, you decided to read a book in a meantime. When you heard a sound of keys downstairs, you put your book down and followed the sound until you got to the front door. You opened them and the sight you were met with caused a chuckle to escape you. Sana stood there with her arm wrapped around Jihyo's waist for support, keys in her other hand told you that she tried to open the door but her drunken state made it quite difficult for her.

You shook your head at the sight "Thanks for bringing her back safely" Jihyo smiled at you "It's okay, I didn't wanted her to go back home in this state either. Here, I need to go before Nayeon does something that she'll regret tomorrow" She handed you your girlfriend who immediately wrapped her arms tightly around you and left in order to take care of the other girls who knowing them were in a worse state than Sana.

You somehow managed to close the door with Sana literally hanging on you and slowly you brought her into your living room "Come on love, sit down here" You tried to make Sana sit down so you could go bring her a glass of water but the girl seemed to have other plans and as you got her to sit down, she pulled you down with her and immediately her arms were back around you. She kept you closely to herself as she started giving you kisses on your head, every one of them followed by a loud exaggerated smooch sound.

"I love you so much" She mumbled into your hair as she started rubbing your back. You smiled into the crook of her "I know, you say it everyday. I love you too" You patted her knee and she immediately pulled away to look at you "You should know~" She slurred as she quickly collapsed on you and connected your lips in a messy but sweet kiss. You could taste the alcohol that she drank earlier but you didn't pulled away, you only did when you felt her hands sneaking their way to your pants.

"No so quickly Minatozaki, we're not doing anything today. You're drunk" You stood up and pulled her up with you, ignoring her constant whines "Come on, it's late" You said as you started pulling her to your bedroom. You somehow managed to help her change ignoring her constant efforts to get into your pants. You even managed to slip away from her to get her a glass of water that she fortunately took from you without any type of protest.

And now here you were, under the covers with your girlfriend. Her grip around you tight despite her falling asleep not so long ago as she didn't wanted you to go anywhere anymore. You looked at her and even in a messy state she was in she looked incredibly beautiful.

You sure were lucky to have such a lovely girlfriend.

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coldfanbou · 1 year

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Her Frustration

So we have a female reader fic. First attempt, and I was not sure what I was doing. Much like my first-ever fic, so I was having some fun. To the person, I requested this...I tried. Also, Dom Sana, so enjoy

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Sana x f reader

There was a lot of talking going on in Ms. Minatozaki's class. You kept talking to your friend as she tried to quiet everyone down. Sana told you to stay after class. Ms. Minatozaki was absolutely sick of you talking during class. You stood up to leave, and Sana kept you from leaving. Sitting on the table in the back, you wait for Sana to say whatever she has to before you go. As the other students left the classroom, she ensured no one would be coming by locking the door. She steps behind her desk, placing her hand on the cool wood. "You disappointed me today."

Sana stares right through you. She undoes her bun and lets her hair fall to her sides. Her heels clack against the floor as she walks toward you. As she reaches you, Sana's hand forces its way under your skirt and panties as she slides two fingers into you. You're caught off guard and moan. Sana leans over you, "You said you were going to be a good girl for me, but then you pulled this today." You feel Sana's fingers push deeper into you. Her fingers spread you apart, "Such a naughty girl you are." Sana pulls on your hair, yanking your head back before she kisses you. Her tongue forces her way inside. Sana's fingers curl inside you as they hit your g-spot. You shudder and feel your legs grow weak as she breaks the kiss. "You know I don't like punishing you. Why can't you just be a good girl?"

"Oh yeah? You always seem to enjoy yourself." You say, chiding her.

A devilish smile forms on her face, "I don't like punishing you, but I do like using you." Sana pulls her fingers away from your pussy before slamming them back in, drawing a moan from you. "Don't you remember last time? You were begging me to let you cum, but I didn't let you. I loved hearing you moan my name; you're my bitch. My whore, my naughty girl, a rose by another other name would smell as sweet; you get what I mean, don't you? You're mine." Sana kisses your neck and begins her march down your body. Her soft lips press against your neck; her tongue gives you little licks before she moves lower. As she pulls for your shirt Sana tears it, the plastic buttons fly all over the room, and your shirt reveals a simple black bra.

You huff and feel your thighs become slick with your juices as Sana forces herself upon you. "I can feel you getting wet. Does my little girl like being used like this?" You don't give her the satisfaction of an answer. Sana pulls her finger away to show you how wet they are. "Have a taste." She says before pushing her fingers past your lips. They play with your tongue, one finger on either side. Sana pushes her finger as far back as possible. You begin to submit as you suck on her fingers, tasting yourself. "That’s it, baby." While you're doing that, Sana's other hand sneaks around your back, unlatching your bra and stripping it from you. Sana's smile grows, watching you give in to her. She leans down and licks at your breast, slowly moving to your nipple. You moan, feeling Sana's wet tongue flick your nipple. Her fingers slowly leave your mouth, and a twinge of sadness hits you. Quickly though, that sadness is replaced by pleasure as you feel Sana's hand trace your folds, slowly moving up and down before she finds your clit. A rush of pleasure courses through you as she rubs it. Your knees shake, and you're forced to hold yourself up. "Are you going to cum already? That's no good."

Sana leaves your body as you begin to feel your orgasm approach. She moves one of the desks and sits on it. She unzips her skirt and spreads her legs for you. Instinctively you walk toward her and kneel, ready to service her. Her hand cups your cheek, and you smile, "That's a good girl. You're learning your place," she says as her hand moves to the back of your head and pushes you toward her crotch. Sana's panties stop you only for a moment as you use your nose to push them to the side. You press your tongue against Sana's pussy before you push deeper. She coos in response, "such a good girl; you've learned so much. It's a shame I don't have any toys to use on you." Sana pushes on the back of your head, it's becoming difficult to breathe, but you can't complain. Being pressed against her pussy you continue to eat Sana out. As her nectar tastes your tongue, a hunger springs forth from deep in you. A new ferocity comes as your tongue laps at her walls, and you rub against Sana's clit to bring her more pleasure. Sana's thick and soft thighs press against the sides of your head as she squeezes you. Her moans grow louder, Sana lets her head roll back, and she closes her eyes as she revels in the pleasure. She gropes her breast through her shirt as she pushes you further.

You begin to lose consciousness, and being pressed against Sana's sex deprives you of air. You tap Sana's thighs, trying to get her to release you. "I'm getting close, make me cum, and you can breathe." You rush to get Sana to orgasm, quickly running out of breath. Sana's moans grow louder as she holds you in place. Her grip on your head becomes harsher as she gets closer to her orgasm. She squeezes your head with her thighs as she cums. Her nectar floods your mouth until Sana finally lets you go. Your chest heaves as you try to breathe; Sana's nectar squirts out, painting your neck and chest. Sana smiles as she looks at you in your current form. Your hair is messy, your shirt torn and wet, along with your chest from her cumming on you. Sana grabs your hair and pulls you to your feet. "Now you get to cum." She pushes you over the desk and squats down behind you. You feel her fingers about to move inside you again when they disappear.

"Please! Just let me cum! I want to cum!" You cry. You desperately shake your ass. Sana strikes your ass. You feel the sting and moan. She hits you again, this time with more force.

Sana stands up and bends over you. "Look at you begging for me to make you cum. Are you going to be a good girl now? Are you going to shut up in my class?"

"Yes! Yes! Please just make me cum." Your desperate voice turns Sana on; she slides her fingers into her slit and fingers herself a little before getting off you and kneeling again. Sana flips your skirt over your ass while pulling off your panties.

"Relax, baby." Her tone shifts from domineering to somewhat motherly and kind. Your submission to her seemingly changed her attitude. Her hands run across your lower body, eventually finding a home at your thighs. You feel Sana's tongue slither into your pussy, spreading apart your lips. You moan, feeling her lap up your juices. Two fingers slide into your body as you feel Sana's mouth move toward your clit. Your moan turns into a scream as you push your hips back, trying to get Sana to do more. Sana gently pushes you against the table, keeping you from moving. "Relax, baby. I'm taking care of you." Your legs become jittery as your orgasm approaches. You feel a pressure build within you as Sana's tongue flicks your clit. Every movement brings you closer, and the pressure increases until, like a balloon popping, you cum. Sana attaches herself to you drinking your nectar. You lay your head on the desk, exhausted. You hear Sana stand and see her walk around the desk, stopping before you. She pulls back your head and kisses you. Her tongue, coated in your juices, gives you another taste of yourself. "Don't be such a bad girl next time, understand?" She asks. You nod, and as she lets go of you, it falls back on the desk.

Sana makes herself presentable before going to the door. "Be a good girl and clean up before the custodian shows up. I'll be leaving now." You stay bent over the desk for a while, fading in and out of consciousness before eventually doing as Sana says.

#sana smut #f reader #twice smut #kpop smut

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mncein · 1 year

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charger.

› pairing: minatozaki sana x female!reader

› warnings: slight make-out? lol, i didnt really mention smut but i'm just not ready to write one yet and it's just fluff so idrk, fluff to spicy...?😭

› synopsis: during a long weekend, you and sana travel to paris to relax yourselves. during your second day in the hotel, you can't find your charger anywhere. looks like sana have some 'talking' to do.

upon your arrival in paris, you and sana quickly made your way to a luxurious hotel where you could finally unwind after the exhausting flight. as you lay on your back, letting out a satisfied groan, sana couldn't help but giggle at your contentment. she gazed lovingly at your sleepy face, wanting to join you in bed, but you had already finished unpacking while she was still sorting out her belongings.

with each day that passes, you realize how much more you are drawn to her. even after performing night after night for their concert tour, she still finds the energy to reach out and connect with you. her voice on the phone brings a sense of comfort, the sound of her breaths calming your heart. you love the way she makes time for you, despite her hectic schedule. you set your phone to the maximum volume, always eager to answer her call. and even when you're busy with work, you make sure to check in on her, just to hear her voice and feel that connection. it's the little moments like these that make your love grow stronger with each passing day.

finally done with what she's doing, she sighs cutely and looks over to you. she smiled at the sight of you waiting for her in a romantic pose on the bed. you made her laugh effortlessly, which leads to small cuddle sessions and bombarding each other with your sweet 'i love you's'. you're willing to be the best lover she had in her life, promising her group mates that you'll take good care of her, which they trusted you. thankful and grateful may be the same, but both of them is what you feel towards having sana as your lover.

she greets you with a kiss, before taking your phone out of your hands and placing it on the nightstand. you pouted, telling her you weren't done with the game you were playing. but she ignored what you said and continued to kiss you down your jaw.

"sana~ wait..."

you tried to push her away gently, and after minutes of trying, she finally pulled away.

"you don't want kisses?"

she pouted. oh, that pout of hers make you go weak. the game, you were so close on beating it but sana snatched your phone away. you thought that maybe she would be nice enough to give you a couple of minutes to finish it, right? sana stood up and threw your phone at the bed, she stomped away cutely. since you have your phone now, you quickly open your game again.

sana being the usual sneaky girlfriend, she digs in your luggage to find your charger. she had a plan to hide your charger since you're being too occupied with the game you just started playing weeks ago with mina and tzuyu. so in order for you to not use your phone, she had to hide your charger.

"sana, i'm done now. can we cuddle again, please?"

hearing those words, sana quickly hid the item and rushed over to you. seeing you put your phone away made her smile. she climbed on the bed to get a hug from you.

"mina unnie said she was tired, and tzuyu wanted to spend time with her unnies. so i had to finish what we left."

as you held sana close to your chest, you whispered sweet nothings into her ear, the sound of your voice calming her. she placed her hand on your back, tracing circles with her fingertips, savoring the feel of your warmth against her skin. in that moment, she never wanted to leave your embrace. you gently grasped her hips, pulling her closer to you, and captured her lips with your own. as she deepened the kiss, she felt a sense of overwhelming love and affection for you, and without hesitation, she climbed on top of you, eager to feel your body pressed against hers.

"now, this is the sana i want."

you breathe against her lips.

"oh really?"

"yes, sana."

you knew what would happen next.

the next day, you woke up with sana still in your arms. you weren't really expecting what happened last night, but you were sure that those nights will happen during your trip here in paris. you took your time to admire sana's morning face. under the covers, you snaked a hand on her back to pull her close by her nape. kissing her sweetly, she woke up by it and returned the kiss.

"were you awake the whole time?"

sana shook her head no and kissed you once again.

"you really enjoyed cuddles to turn like last night don't you? being naughty before it happens."

she sighs against your chest. waiting for your response.

"of course, who wouldn't? being with the amazing minatozaki sana from twice, my ultimate bias."

"bias?"

"wrecker. mina unnie is my bias."

sana whined and slapped your shoulder.

"i thought i was your first bias!"

"you were! first bias wrecker."

sana whined even more as she starts to get violent, by pushing you away and separating both of you with a pillow in between.

"but you are my favorite in my whole life!"

after the moment, you had showered and dressed up with sana. but while doing so, she was ignoring you! you didn't know why, but she kept on ignoring you while you ask why.

you were unsure if she wants something, but you're still gonna try.

while on the bed, she squeaked as you lifted her up to make her straddle you instead.

"is this what you wanted? if so, i'd be so down to give it to you."

she knew, the position you were in? she knew, of course. she loved neck kisses and more, so you suppose this was what she wants. you rubbed her hips gently as you kissed her down to her neck. licking and sucking gently, you hear her whimper in your ear. even if she's ignoring you, she didn't try to push you away. you stopped for a while, hoping she would talk to you after hours of ignoring.

"i hid your charger."

she admits, making you stop kissing her neck.

"that's all? that's why you've been ignoring me?"

"no... i was upset. i want to be happy again, can you fulfil my wish...?"

you knew what she wanted to happen next.

"well then, let me be the your charger and you be my phone."

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all readers participate in the poll pls.

yo whaz gud gays. ehem. hi, i'm back with a fic. random idea bc i lost my charger while thinking of sana. ANYWAYS thank youu and i hope you enjoyed this!

#twice #twice sana #minatozaki sana #sana x reader #kpop #◖ 💗 ° ✧ — serving for twice #◖ 🕢 ° ✆ — call@7:30 fluff

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cherubiyeon · 8 months

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ welcome to cherubiyeon's! ⌗♡°✧‧₊˚

a blog for kpop girl groups fanfics for gn/female readers. — she/her | 08' | aries | enfj | reqs open, asks closed ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡

all complete works

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petrichor [newjeans hanni pham x gender neutral! reader]

kiss goodnight [newjeans danielle marsh x gender neutral! reader]

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idlesana · 4 months

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can i request a sana drabble!?

phone sex w r, when sana is too insatiable while away from r, and has to get herself off ;( gp btw!

gotchu, great prompt btw, and happy new year! this is a special for everyone before i go back to working on my long-fics

one call

gp minatozaki sana x female reader ; smut

summary: sana always has you for her needs, so what does she do when she doesn’t have you there?

sana wasn’t sana if not carrying herself with an insatiable libido.

it wasn’t her fault she was overflowing in lust, and it wasn’t like you’d complain, obviously. she just was how she was, and how she is, is needy, whether it’s total PG attention and pda, or, something more graphic.

and drunk sana wasn’t drunk sana if her horniess wasn’t multiplied by tenfold.

being a clingy kissy drunk was sure to cause her to become absolutely incurable when it became just the two of you, all twice functions ending with her keeping you up all night.

and this would’ve, been one of those occasions, if only her and the rest of j-line hadn’t had scheduling that kept her in japan over new year’s eve and day.

momo, luckily enough, had some connections to some parties local to the area, and sana almost gave in to fucking her (not like you’d mind— both you and sana had talked about your subtle attractions to the older japanese girl) but she’d slipped out of the party early to go to bed. lame.

so here sana was, beyond intoxicated, a bulge growing in her pants, leaving her needier than ever, and without you.

she knew she had to handle it before she was too far gone into her lust or drunkenness, so, she found herself scurrying to the luxurious yet minute bathroom, leaving her with no room, cramped, and ridiculously horny.

she leaned against the cool marble counter of the sink, fishing her phone out with shaky hands, messily inputting her passcode and scrolling to your contact, immediately hitting call.

sana placed her phone between her jaw and shoulder, holding it upright as she unzipped her pants, the ringing hurting her head.

she only managed to shimmy her pants down, not getting to the underwear before she had to give her irrationally painful erection some attention, stroking herself through her boxers, breaths growing heavy.

she didn’t even notice the ringing stopped, only clocking it once you greeted her.

“hello..?” your voice sounded gravely, but pitch still high, just how she liked. sana bit back a moan, stroking herself a little quicker.

“h-hey, pretty.” she stuttered, tone laced with lust and voice just as low. her heavy breaths were panted out into the phone, and you quickly realized what this call was about.

“hey, sana. did you need something?” you pushed up on your bed, leaning back against the headboard and clenching your thighs shut. you were playing dumb, you and sana both knew that, but that’s the route you’d take whenever sana called you like this.

“ ‘just wanted to hear how your day went, is all.” sana whined, quitting her stroking only to push her boxers beneath her balls, lifting her shirt up with her free hand, and letting her hard cock hit her stomach.

“ahhh,” you paused, stretching, garnering a light, airy moan out of yourself, which successfully made sana twitch, “i see.”

she let her pointer finger rub against her leaking tip, not holding back from moaning softly, moving to rub her palm over herself, gathering the precum to lube herself up.

“i’m okay, today was okay. i had a shoot.” you sighed, dreamily thinking of what your girlfriend was doing to herself, desperately trying to ignore the pulsing of your own nether region.

“oh yeah?” she finally, finally, moves to stroke herself, instantly moaning at the feeling, rubbing her hand up and down her length. “what were you wearing?” she squeezes her tip softly, whimpering out.

“hmm, well, i had some different outfits.” you listen to the increase in the speed of her breathing, savoring in the small, pretty whines she lets out. “the first one was a pretty little slip, backless, with some cute shoes and diamond jewelry.”

sana rubs herself faster, giving a small hum for you to keep going.

“and then the next one was a skirt and this nice corset top, cropped obviously” you pause, letting out a soft moan of your own as you stretched out once more, smiling softly to yourself.

sana runs her hand up to her tip, squeezing it softly as she moans, “a-ah! please,” she runs her hand down her length again, continuing with her motions, “please keep talking, b-baby.” her voice is whiny and cute, just how you liked her, and you could almost hear how turned on she was.

“the other outfits weren’t too interesting, but, it’s okay, what mattered was going to the hot tubs after with nayeon and jihyo unnie.”

the thought of you in a swimsuit alone has sana nearly doubling over, soft “oh fuck.” dropping from her lips in a whine.

“i took some photos all throughout the day of myself, if you wanted to see.”

sana moves quick, taking the hem of her shirt to her mouth, holding it up, as she turns the phone on speaker and swipes to your text conversation.

“yes please.” she mutters through the fabric, slowing her stroking to go back to teasing her tip, running her thumb over it.

“mmm, okay, baby.” you move quick too, scrolling through and picking only the best photo for sana, wanting her to get the relief as soon as possible.

you smile as you find one of you in the swimsuit, a selfie from above of you looking up at the camera, doe eyed, and your whole body was in frame, cleavage on very obvious display. you select it and one other, a mirror selfie of the same pretty swimsuit, perfectly highlighting your features. you send them both over, waiting for sana’s response. and you get it soon after, sana groaning out, which turns into a shakey moan, as she starts up stroking herself again.

“f-fuck, wow, you look so— mgh, so good.” she’s stroking herself quicker that before, now imagining fucking you, pounding into you just how she wants. she swears she can almost feel you, absolutely soaking her length and clenching against her.

“god, y/n, i need you.” she finally drops the sweet act, back arching as she makes subtle thrusts into her hand as it falls back on her.

“i can tell, wish you were here.” you mumble, your own arousal getting to you now. “want you in me, always so big, filling me so well.”

sana shudders, staring at the images, trying her hardest not to let her eyes flutter shut. she imagines just how you’d stretch on her, just how you’d moan beneath her as she had her way with you.

“f-fuck, i’d fuck you so— shit, so, so good.” she feels herself losing it, so close to release, and she whines out, “god, you’re so pretty baby.”

you whine right back, and it gets sana stroking herself even quicker, her own pre-cum rolling down her length, veins defined and just so hard.

“want it so bad, sa-chan, would want you to fill me up, want all that load in me.”

and that’s what does it for sana, her hips stutter and she thrust into her hand, moaning shamelessly now, curses falling from her lips heavenly as you can only listen, so, so frustrated. she spills out all over her hand, whimpering softly to herself as she strokes herself into sensitivity, having to stop her movements.

“thank you,” sana pants, letting her shirt drop and moving to clean her hand, “i miss you.”

“of course, sana. you know i miss you too, even more so after that.” you groan, rolling on your bed, ignoring the aching wetness forming in your underwear.

“hey, hey, don’t be upset, maybe i can help you after my party?” she chuckles, and you’re quick to respond.

“oh. definitely.”

she was in for quite the night.

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cceanvvaves · 8 months

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opposites attract; m.sn

(moved to isanggayfrog) warning: bullying? idk

A 12 year old girl who goes by the name of Fujimori Y/N walked alone at the playground. Her mother, quite worried, watched after her at a nearby table. This child was peculiar, never really mingling with other kids, nor speaking more than 10 words in a sentence.

Y/N stared longingly at the children who laughed and played. She never felt as if she belonged. She always felt different. Perhaps it was because of her mismatched eyes.

Whenever the young girl approached someone her age, they gawked at her in shock, before running away to their mothers, crying.

Whenever she looked at one a second too long, they screamed at her, calling her names like 'freak' and 'weirdo'.

The parents did nothing to stop their children, however, for they were also staring transfixed.

This was because Y/N was born with a condition called heterochromia. Her left eye was green, while the left was blue. Although these colors were beautiful, they weren't the same, nor normal, and that's what made people avoid her.

The name calling was also what led her to be a silent child. She was born at the start of spring, and at a young age she was a giggling, curious child, blabbering anything and everything. But her first interaction with a boy at 5 changed everything. The boy took one look at her and started crying. She tried to approach him and ask what was wrong, but that only led to the boy crying harder.

Now, Y/N was 12, sitting sadly on the swings. She had learned at an early age to keep her words to herself and hide her feelings, much to the dismay of her parents.

She hung her head, kicking the little pebbles and wishing time would go faster so that her mother would take her home, and she can have solace in books.

To her surprise, however, a shadow stood over her. She looked up curiously, not expecting what she saw next. A brown-haired girl around her age was staring at her, not in the amazed way everyone else did, but with eyes filled with curiosity. Her smile was blinding, and she did not look away, even when their eyes met.

"Hi! I'm Sana." She said, taking her place on the other swing. Y/N was aware of the other kids staring at them, wanting to approach Sana but not wanting to get closer to Y/N. "Hi.." she whispered, not wanting to let the opportunity to talk to someone go. "I'm Y/N."

Sana giggled. "You're very quiet." Proving her right, the ravenette stayed silent. "I'm going to guess you're 12 too. I was born on December! You?"

"April..."

"Wow, so you're a spring child then! What do you like to do?"

A little annoyed at the girl's talkativeness, but not wanting to scare her off either, Y/N replied a little reluctantly. "I read."

"Oh, really! I like to sing. Dance too, I guess. Do you like Harry Potter?" the spring child nodded. "Ooh! I like it too!" Sana squealed excitedly.

The two girls talked the rest of the afternoon, although Sana did most of the speaking. Y/N's mother, who was happy her daughter found a friend, approached them. "Y/N, I'm sorry, but we have to go home."

The said girl walked to her mother, sending her new friend a small wave. "Bye.."

"Bye bye Y/N!"

Unfortunately, that small interaction was the last they would have for a long time, the reason being Y/N moving to Korea only a week later.

3 years later...

"Y/N-ah!" The girl's friend, Jeongyeon, called the ravenette sitting on a low tree branch. "Did you hear there are going to be new students?"

The ever wordless girl only nodded, focused on her book. Jeongyeon sighed. Setting down her bag, the younger pushed the April-born's shoulder, though carefully enough not to push her off the tree. "Come on, Y/N! You really need to communicate with other people."

Y/N looked down at her with startlingly beautiful eyes. "I have no wish to do so, Jeongyeon. Leave me alone." But Jeongyeon would not give up so easily.

"Please! Come with me, Jihyo and Nayeon to greet them and I'll buy you a new book." Sorely tempted, Y/N sighed and closed the novel she was reading. "Fine."

Grumbling under her breath, Y/N followed the younger, glaring holes at the back of her head.

They reached the cafeteria where students of all grades and ages were gathered. Every single head turned to one of the tables.

Damn, whoever is sitting there, I feel bad for you. Y/N thought.

The crowd parted, making way for Jeongyeon and Y/N. Seriously?! Go look at the newbies! I don't exist!

Nayeon and Jihyo were the first to approach the 3 girls. Jihyo spotted her two other best friends, and she eagerly beckoned them over. "Jeongyeon-ie! Y/N-ie! These are Momo, Mina, and Sana! They're Japanese too, Y/N-ie."

"Kon'nichiwa!" The three greeted in unison, bowing respectfully. Y/N furrowed her eyebrows. A particular girl caught her eye. "You said your name was Sana...?"

"Hai!" Sana confirmed brightly. The ravenette nodded.

"Wooowww! Sana! Y/N never talks first! You're so lucky." Nayeon complimented.

Since that day, the 7 became friends, their group only getting bigger when Chaeyoung, Dahyun and Tzuyu joined.

2 years later...

Y/N was now 18. She never told Sana that she was that girl at the playground, not even sure of the latter remembered it. Although the brunette was a bit suspicious of the fact Y/N knew which month she was born before revealing it, she forgot about it in a few days, becoming more affectionate as the years passed by.

Y/N was a little irritated by this. It wasn't because she didn't like Sana, no. She just didn't like the way the winter-born made her feel.

She was used to being alone, to being avoided, to being able to hide her feelings. But Sana didn't seem to understand that.

Her simple smile made Y/N's life brighter. Her addicting laugh made Y/N's day better. Her soft touch made Y/N's heart beat faster. And when she spoke her flirty lines? Y/N's characteristic blank face adopted a rosy hue.

Y/N wasn't stupid. She knew that you felt these things when you like someone. She just wasn't ready to accept the fact.

To make herself remove the tension from her body after every day filled with clingy hugs and loving kisses, she resorted to writing.

No, It wasn't a 'Dear Diary, today I...' thing.

She wrote short, 1 sentence letters. Letters to the girl who made her feel things, who made her feel accepted.

You, born on the cold winter, but with a smile like the sun breaking out at the dawn of spring.

You, whose touch is as soft as flowers.

You, whose eyelashes flutter against your cheeks like butterfly wings.

You, whose sweet words are better than a King's dessert.

You, who reassures me that things will be better with a simple hug.

You, whose eyes shine brighter than the stars at night.

You, with the form Aphrodite herself praises and admires.

You, with a humble personality, an alluring aura, drawing people in like moths to a flame.

You, with a laugh that reminds me of a nightingale's song.

Y/N was content with writing these and keeping them to herself. But, as usual, her plans were ruined by the girl she wrote to herself.

"Y/N-ie~" Sana said in a sing-song voice. "Can I come over to your house?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?" she said again, pleading with her enchantingly beautiful brown eyes.

"Fine." Y/N agreed with a sigh, knowing she would always cave in to her. "Yes!" the brunette cheered, throwing her arms around the shorter.

So, that night, Y/N opened the door to a beaming Sana. She led her to her room. "Why did you come here?" she asked, only realizing that she had agreed without knowing the girl's intentions.

Sana shrugged. "Just wanted to spend more time with you, I guess."

There it was again, one of her carelessly thrown comments that made Y/N flustered.

"I-I uhm... you want cookies?"

"Sure."

Y/N left, heading to the kitchen to bring out the cookies her mother baked.

Meanwhile, Sana looked around the room, admiring it. A desk sat in the corner, surrounded by shelves filled with all kinds of books. The walls were painted with the colors of a sunrise, excluding the side the bed was on, which was painted with the colors of a night sky, flecked with white dots that resembled stars.

Spotting an open book on the desk, she moved curiously toward it, wanting to see the title. However, she saw that it was a notebook, not a novel.

Not wanting to intrude into Y/N's privacy, she looked away, but she wanted to know so much what was written in those pages.

So, she flipped through them.

And then Y/N returned, right as she finished reading the last sentence.

You, whom I met at the playground, who made me feel like I was normal even for just a few hours.

And she knew now who Y/N was.

Her first crush.

"Sana!" Y/N exclaimed, her voice uncharacteristically high. "Why did you-"

She rushed frantically to the desk, setting down the plate of cookies and grabbing the notebook, stuffing it in the drawer. Feeling quite embarrassed, she wrung her fingers, staring at the floor.

Sana walked nearer to the agitated girl. "Y/N-ah." she whispered, wrapping her fingers around her chin, tilting it up to make their eyes meet. "Were you writing about me?"

Y/N did not answer. In her mind, however, she said so many things.

"Y/N-ah." Sana called once more.

"Y-yes.."

"You like me?"

"Of course."

"Then..." the brunette started, "Can I kiss you?"

The mismatched-eyed girl nodded.

Sana brought her lips to Y/N's. Her lips were soft, and the shorter tasted a hint of her strawberry lip gloss. Her hand cupped Y/N's cheek tenderly. The latter wrapped her arms around her waist and kissed back enthusiastically. They pulled away, panting for breath.

"You should consider being an author."

"Shut up."

#twice #sana x reader #minatozaki sana #female!reader #twice imagines

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Twice as WLW Drama Love Interests Opposite The Reader

so I made a few tik tok videos about this but I wanted to make this into a headcannons. Some of these might be full fics in the future, let me know which ones you guys like. Hope ya’ll enjoy!

Nayeon

• Frenemies to lovers drama type

• Your rival throughout school and now at the company you both worked at.

• The both of you always tried to one up each other, whether it’d be with getting coffee first throughout the day or even taking lunch breaks first.

• Your guys’ boss, {insert whichever male k-drama, telenovela, or soap opera actor you’d like} was the popular guy who went to the same high school you both did.

• See, if we’re following the drama formula here, he’d be the guy you and Nayeon would be pinning for but this here’s the opposite. He had eyes for you and Nayeon but ya’ll end up having eyes for each other.

• What’s funny is that everyone around the office picked up on you and Nayeon’s sexual tension except him (pour guy)

• You’re oblivious to his advances, but Nayeon picked up on every little thing he did to get closer to you.

• If he offered to take you out to lunch, she’d swoop in and take you herself. Often covering it up as a way to go over plans for work.

• If he offered you a ride home, Nayeon would meet you out front before you could get in his car, lying about living in the same building you did.

• You began questioning Nayeon about it.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” you would ask. “You haven’t insulted my work ethic in weeks.”

“Oh, would you rather our boss do it for us?” she’d ask back. “He’s been eyeing you for awhile.”

• You and her go back and forth while she drives you home; her hands tightening on the steering wheel while you pour out all the insecurities that you developed with trying to keep up with her throughout all these years.

• Nayeon pulled over and confessed to you then and there.

“Are you kidding me?” she asked. “You made honor roll that year while I missed it because of a measly test score. I wanted to talk to you about it, but I didn’t want you to make fun of me for it.”

“Now why would I do that Nayeon?” you said. “I like you!”

• After your confession she decided to start being nicer and show you how much you mean to her.

• Walks you to your desk and even practices kissing your cheek goodbye, no matter how flustered you get.

“We’re still at work Nayeon,” you said.

“I don’t care,” Nayeon grumbled. “I have to wish my girlfriend a great work day. Don’t work too hard, OK? I’ll meet up with you during lunch.”

Jeongyeon

• Best Friend who would have her own love interest, but is too interested in you, the protagonist.

• You both live together after attending the same university; the both of you wanted to get away from your parents and decided it was the best option to go for.

• She works at the cafe you frequent after work, so she’s there as a stress reliever during the afternoons you’d get off. Always ready with a discount drink and pastry. (I say discount, but we all know Jeongyeon will let you have it for free on most occasions)

• Listens to you vent always, but a little too closely when you told her about this woman who started flirting with you at work.

“You told her off right? She was being too forward, right?” Jeongyeon asked; high key concerned and low key jealous.

“Not really,” you said. “It was pretty flattering actually she was really cute.”

“Really? I-I mean, uh that’s great!”

• It was in fact not great for Jeongyeon, she watched you with a tiny smile as you gushed about this other woman while she wipes down the counter.

• Throughout your time with this mystery woman that has caught your attention, Jeongyeon has gotten rather distant; you did too, but she hardly said three words to you after you arrived home and even on the days the both of you were off.

• You began to wonder why Jeongyeon would work all night when you got off work and why she changed to more busy shifts.

• You caught her one night when you were getting ready to fall asleep, catching her as she put a blanket over your half-sleep body as the TV continued to blast.

“Jeong? Jeongyeon, is that you?”

Jeongyeon hesitated but nodded. You took her hand and pat the empty space beside you on the couch.

“Talk to me,” you said through a yawn. “We’ve become strangers in our own apartment.”

Jeongyeon frowned and fixed the blanket over your legs.

“You need to rest,” she groaned. “You can barely keep your eyes open.”

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong. You aren’t even working up front when I come in at the cafe anymore,” you said. “I thought you liked working up front better.”

Jeongyeon’s eyes softened.

“I did. But--”

You didn’t let her finish as you went on.

“Is it me?” you asked. “Have I not made enough time for us to hang out?”

Jeongyeon shook her head.

“No, no. I’m ok,” she reassured. “I’m sure you’re busy with your own work and your girlfriend.”

You woke up a bit at the mention of the word, girlfriend.

“Girlfriend?”

“Yeah! The girl you couldn’t stop gushing over,” Jeongyeon said. “You didn’t even tell me you had a girlfriend!”

“That’s because I don’t,” you whispered.

• Jeongyeon grew quiet as she caught your eye, the both of you now staring at each other before each of you move to kiss. You pulled away to catch your breath when Jeongyeon held you tightly.

“Jeong, I-”

“I like you, OK?” Jeongyeon said.

• From that moment on, Jeongyeon had her affections apparent, even around your workplace “girlfriend”

Momo

• The fake dating type drama

• She’s the hot dancer who you fall for at your local gym, while you’re training hard to get in shape for your siblings wedding.

• You got caught staring at Momo while you were filling up your wattle bottle and got embarrassed because water spilled down your shorts and shoes.

Momo offered you one of her clean towels for you to dry off as she laughed at how oblivious you were to the water spilling out.

• She’d be rather cheeky about your obvious staring while you played it off with a suave wipe of the forehead with your towel.

“So, what do you normally do here?” she asked trying to make quick conversation.

You almost choked on the water you consumed because the hot dancer who was just dancing circling around everyone in the practice room was talking to you.

“Uh, I-I j-just um cardio and light weights,” you said. “I-I wasn’t really staring I just loved your moves and felt inspired is all. I’m new to this working out thing.”

Momo gave you toothy smile.

“I could help if you’d like! And maybe teach you a few of my moves.”

• It wasn’t long before Momo became your workout partner, becoming someone who could push you when need be but also become the voice of reason when you go a bit too hard.

• Always makes sure you eat regardless of diets, eventually questioning why you have to uphold such an image for your family

• Accompanies you to the wedding as your plus one/ date

• You couldn’t really confess to her yet, but everyone there assumed Momo was your girlfriend, which you laughed off awkwardly, telling them that she’s just a trainer while Momo only smiled.

• She was a bit off the entire time, of course you picked up on it.

“You Ok?” you finally asked as your sister and her groom began to dance.

Momo shrugged. “Am I just a trainer to you, Y/N?”

“Of course not Momo you--” you cut yourself off as you thought about what to say.

• Momo didn’t let you finish as she got up and left the wedding, leaving you baffled and stuck watching your sister and her husband dancing with the other patrons

• You stopped going to the gym for a few weeks, too sad to face Momo again until your sister called you about her.

• Momo eventually texted you, yet you still didn’t come back to the gym until she showed up at your door.

“I was angry, OK?” Momo said. “It wasn’t fully at you, but mostly at myself for not admitting it to you soon Y/N--”

Before she could finish you confessed to her.

“I-I like you Momo!”

Sana

• The ex-girlfriend who showed back up in your life.

• Usually if this happens in a drama or tv show the ex would scorn the protagonist or try to win them over, but that isn’t the case with Sana.

• You and her would meet back up during a tough moment in your life, you thought she had malice against you but it was the opposite.

• She would be extremely sweet and try to help you out the best way she could by getting to know you on a deeper level

• The both of you dated when you were younger in high school and now that you’re both in your twenties, emotional growth hit you both yet you’re still afraid to be vulnerable with her.

• A lot of this potential rekindling of the relationship will deal with Sana attempting to grow closer to you while adjusting back to living in ya’lls hometown.

“Sana,” you said.

“Y/N, it’s been awhile.”

• The rest of Twice would be worried about you seeing Sana again, yet you didn’t mind. However you were a mess inside and Sana could tell which made her terrified to admit she still had feelings for you.

• Your romance with Sana would start out as light hearted friendship that turned intimate through your memories with one another and the conflicts that you have to face. Conflicts such as getting laid off by a job, or even a closed loved one passing.

• Sana would prove herself as a dependable partner and someone who’s grown since the both of you have seen each other.

“I’m here, OK?” Sana said as she wrapped her arms around you. “I’m not leaving again.”

Jihyo

• Office drama where you have a huge crush on your boss, Miss Park Jihyo herself.

• You often would gush about your crush of Jihyo to your friends and co-workers

• Jihyo didn’t pick up on it at first, but she did appreciate the hard work you did around the office during those short times she’d see you.

• One night while you were leaving for the bus stop, a group of guys in the company tried to corner and hurt you or worse.

• Luckily, Jihyo came down after finishing up some stuff in her office, shutting down the situation immediately.

“To even attempt to do something that horrible as my employees is shameful,” Jihyo said. “Your contracts are terminated, leave now. All four of you are fired.”

After the guys fled, she turned to you with such softness and concern.

“Are you all right? Do you need a ride home?”

• You nodded, tongue tied up and dry at just being in the presence of Jihyo , some much so that your friends picked up on it more than usual.

• Jihyo would be in your department a lot more to see how you were doing, while tiptoeing over the fact that she cared about and had an attraction for you. She heard the rumors that you did too and decided to not be around you to cause more suspicion

• You did as well, but whenever she’d come around she’d only compliment your work and move along, barely looking at you.

• One night you were working late, all your friends and co-workers left, leaving you with your boss and crush again.

She came by your department to make sure everyone left before locking eyes with you. She smiled softly prior to asking if you needed another ride home and you nodded.

The ride was quiet with quick stares at Jihyo from your side at the passengers seat.

“Is everything all right?” she asks.

“Yeah, I just--um. I can tell you something right? Since we’re not at work.”

Jihyo chucked and nodded for you to continue.

“Well, I-I was just wondering why you don’t come over to say hi,” you say while fiddling with your seat-belt. “I know from those crush rumors that I seem delusional.”

Jihyo parks the car on the edge of the street near your apartment.

“I don’t think you’re delusional but we should keep it under wraps at work,” Jihyo says.

“We? Should?”

Jihyo smirked. “How does lunch sound?”

Mina

• Fan meeting an idol type drama that revolves around E-Sports and Video games (mostly fighting games, also I nerd out a lot with this one :) )

• Mina is the star Tekken 7 player for team JYP and has never lost at the annual Tekken tournament in her birth city of San Antonio, Texas.

• You were just at the tournament to test out your skills and meet new people, until your first match was against the prodigy herself, Myoui Mina

• She mainly used characters who required lots of execution and skill like the Mishimas while you opted for Lee.

• Mina was shy, reserved prior to the match, a bit shocked by your initial choice of Lee but the both of you shook hands on it anyway.

• The match was pretty one sided. You were super nervous to be sitting next to the Myoui Mina and for the fact that she was a pro player. But your decent prowess soon kicked in as you almost brought the match back, stunning Mina and everyone in attendance. But, you still lost as the wire zipped down, ended it when Mina got you with a leg sweep you couldn’t see.

• Mina shot up from her seat, looking to walk away but didn’t as she thanked you for the great match and shook your hand. You were baffled to say the least but thanked her and admitted (on accident) called her gorgeous, admitting that you were such a huge fan.

• She froze but chuckled under her own rosy cheeks. She choose to avoid you until Sana and Momo forced her to ask for your number and you vice versa.

• The relationship started as a friendship, texts about tips for getting better at the game and sending each other videos explaining things either of you had trouble dealing with in the game.

• This soon turned to innocent flirting which only complicated things since she traveled the world to participate in tournaments while you were in your small town working a 9-5.

• The complications would come to head as Mina grew distant because of her traveling and games causing you to worry about where you guys were, relationship wise.

• Ofc Sana texted you that Mina was off her game (quite literally) and urged you to call her.

“Y/N, sorry I didn’t call I just--”

“We can be honest, right Mina?” you asked.

“Always.”

“Ok. It doesn’t matter if you win or not, I just want you to do your best. You always do and I love that about you.”

“You bring the best out of me, Y/N.”

Dahyun

• Childhood friends to lovers drama with complicated families plus fake dating.

• Both of you had unspoken feelings for one another but kept it under wraps due to your families wanted the both of your to marry decent men or just marry and have a family in general.

• After a night filled with a ton of junk food, alcohol and horrible yet hilarious films, Dahyun suggested the idea.

• Hearing Dahyun speak so casually about being in a relationship with you, albeit fake, was endearing and you almost confessed to her then and there.

• She’d forget about most of it in the morning but you remind her. Through her blushing and mumbling, she agrees.

• Nothing changed with you two, except more contact: heavy on the contact, hand holding, hugs, kisses on the cheek and pecks on the lips. Of course you hesitated to do more but remembered what you both agreed on and kept your feelings close to heart.

• Dahyun’s mother questioned the both of you a lot, yet it was your own mother that pulled you aside one day to ask if you were truly happy with Dahyun, noticing your hesitation with her. You took this as your mother shoehorning her way into your relationship but she did have a point. Would Dahyun really replicate your feelings?

• You grew distant to Dahyun because of your issue, resulting in dozens of missed calls and hundreds of texts from her until she showed up at your house in frustration and a heat of tears.

“Why won’t you answer? Did I do something?” she asked.

You stared at her as she paced back and forth revealing how much she was worried that she fucked up the relationship to which you followed up her question.

“Which relationship? Our fake one or the real one?” you said.

• Dahyun stunted at your words before whispering, “the real one.”

• Her words broke you as your own tears fell before Dahyun swept you up in her embrace. She’d coo in your ear about love and loving you, but is it in the same way you love her?

Chaeyoung

• Meet cute/ slice of life/ college au drama that’s funny, but serious and fun.

• Chaeyoung’s the girl in your 11 a.m. class who’s super creative and is apart of the art club’s showcase every year. She was a bit of a wallflower, kept to herself but was energetic and a force around the right people. Thus your crush was developed, especially based on how she stopped movement in the room when she spoke, so much that when the professor asked for your input, you tripped over your words.

• Of course the class found it hilarious, and made an entire event out of it. Your eyes remained glued to your notebook.

• Once class was dismissed, you packed up as quick as you could, only for your pen to fall against the floor. A minuscule event but still made you feel worse due to what happened earlier.

“Hey, this yours?” someone asked.

You looked up to see Chaeyoung herself, eyebrow raised but kind as she held out the pen to you.

“Yeah, t-thanks Chaeyoung.”

• Chaeyoung smiled, revealing her adorable dimples that took your breath away. She was going to leave the classroom but stayed because of the tiny keychain from your favorite cartoon on your bag. She raved about how it and the both of you talked about your fav cartoons while leaving the building and stepping into the crisp, Autumn air of campus.

• “You’re pretty cool Y/N,” Chaeyoung said. “I don’t know if this is too forward but could I get your number? I got class in a few but I’d love to grab a sandwich from subway later.”

You almost passed out then and there but typed your number into her phone anyway.

• Hanging out with Chaeyoung meant meeting a lot of people who admired and liked her just as much as you did. There was no competition but you still got jealous because you were still new to Chaeyoung.

• Time outside of your classes included hanging out with Chaeyoung at library study sessions, some at her dorm and others in the courtyard. You guys would also support each other, whether it’s buying each other coffee or a meal after an exam.

“So, how’d the exam go?” you’d ask.

You were looking down at your phone, absentmindedly. A few moments passed before you looked up to find Chaeyoung staring at you. Her attention made you realize how close she was, leaning on her hand while she laid across her bed with her open notes. She was so close.

“Y/N, have I told you how pretty I think your eyes are?”

Tzuyu

• Best Friends to lovers, but Tzuyu is a rich heiress of her family’s toy company.

• The both of you met at Chou’s Toy Factory, which you were a wide eyed intern who got lost one day.

• You bumped into Tzuyu, frazzled already but your dishevelment increased at the gorgeous sight of the woman.

• She started blankly at you, blushing at you as she pulled you up before you could fall.

“Are you all right?”

“Yeah! Um, sorry I wasn’t looking.”

• Tzuyu’s shy yet friendly demeanor drew you to her as she attempted to make small talk while she led you to your department. You noticed how the other workers bowed and looked to Tzuyu in awe, that’s when you put two and two together, figuring out Tzuyu was the daughter of the owner.

• You kept it to yourself, not bringing it up as you talked with her as normal and being friendly while taking lunch breaks with her. This would happen a few weeks until she asked for your number and the both of you starting hanging out outside of work.

• Tzuyu would spoil you a lot, whether it’d be surprising you with coffee or lunch when you’re crunched at work but plays it off as a friendly gesture while leaving notes of encouragement on stick notes.

• You weren’t as well off but you did surprise her with gifts of your own, which Tzuyu welcomes with tight hugs.

• The more time she spend with you, the more people started to notice, Tzuyu’s parents especially.

• They began to wonder where Tzuyu’s time went into and when she would find a suitable partner when she takes over the business. Of course they mean a man and not you, which only frightened you more when your hangouts with Tzuyu begun to lessen.

• She made herself scarce and you did too until Tzuyu ran into you while you were leaving work.

• She asked if she could hang out with you at your apartment, you wanted to say no but she looked to desperate.

“I can make you tea, but I don’t have much time to talk,” you said as you removed your coat, and shoes prior to closing the door.

“Y/N, we can skip the tea,” Tzuyu said. “I just want to talk, you’ve been avoiding me.”

You scoffed at her words.

“Funny, you ditched me for every rich bachelor in town and I’m avoiding you?”

Tzuyu bit her lip.

“That’s not my choice Y/N,” she said.

“Really? Which bachelor is the best? Saw you smiling with one of them while you were leaving the other day--”

“Could you just stop!” Tzuyu yelled, cutting you off. “My choice would be you Y/N, only you.”

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