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Secret Admirer || Seulgi

pt. 2 here <<<

♡ Member: Classmate*Seulgi x Loser*Femreader

♡ Theme: slight angst and fluff at some point kinda?.. Idk just please read lol

♡ Warning: None

♡ Description: For months you've communicated with Seulgi by sending her secret admirer letters, but one day you decide to try taking things further between the two of you.

Word count: 4.2k ???

(Sorry if the time stamps might seem a little messy)

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It was like love at first sight.

At the beginning of the school year when your eyes spotted Kang Seulgi walking the busy hallways after exiting your pre-calculus class.

That silky jet black hair, those dangerously sharp monolids that tried to mask her dark yet alluringly soft eyes, her peachy pink lips, the seductive sway of her hips, the confidence in each stride she took, walking the halls as if she owned the school..

And you will never forget those long three seconds of eye contact you two shared that moment, she was so beautiful, your mind couldn't fathom that she was even real! And to top everything off, her shoulder slightly brushed against yours when you walked past each other, cold chills instantly being driven up your spine, your breath hitching and goosebumps rising upon your sensitive skin.

You paused right there in the middle of the moving hallways and flipped your head around, adjusting your big glasses as you curiously watched the girl approach her friends, hearing them all cheerfully call out for her. "Seulgi!"

"Seulgi.." The word melted off your tongue like ice cream, repeating and savoring the taste of the sweet name under your breath to lock it in memory. "Seulgi."

At first, you were intimidated by her mysterious allure, but with the bright smile she flashed spotting out her friends and hearing the warming tone she spoke in when greeting them, you realized she was just a fluffy bunny in disguise as a black cat. You turned your head back around with flushed cheeks, the girl's name echoing throughout your mind, and walked off to your next class with a satisfied heart. Just everything about those amazing fifteen seconds instantly locked you in, and soon after that, each day whenever Seulgi would walk out from her second period, you'd make sure to always stay near the lockers in time just so you could see her beautiful face passing by you and hear her tender voice when chatting with her friends.

Now you, Y/N L/N, have had plenty of minor crushes before, and you obviously knew you deeply admired Seulgi's beauty and charismatic personality, but after a few weeks passing by, you started to realize that this wasn't just an innocent hallway crush, you were becoming obsessed over Seulgi. Every time you looked at her it was like seeing her for the first time over and over again, giving you the same comforting and content feeling, you cherishing those strong feelings you didn't even know you could hold for someone!

You were catching feelings.

Deep feelings.

And you loved it.

For you, you felt like you had an advantage at crushing on Seulgi knowing that she wasn't really a popular student, so that meant there was less of a competition for you and it made you feel like you weren't too far down from her level.

The only downside of falling for Seulgi was that the two of you had no classes together, zero, nothing, nada, so other than walking past each other once or twice a day during the five-minute time period of switching between classes or possibly at lunch if you weren't sitting in the far corner, then there honestly wasn't any other way to see her.

But even if the two of you did have any classes together, there was no way in hell your wimpy, shy, introverted self could start any sort of clear conversation with Seulgi without freaking out and ending up making an absolute fool of yourself! That was the reason alone on why you hadn’t made any friends yet, so how would you had even expected to freely talk to someone you had feelings for?

Lucky you, you came up with a solution and your solution to this problem was to start writing secret admirer letters to Seulgi and slip them into her locker when she wasn't around. Trying to be cute, the nickname you came up with to use as your anonymous signature was "Candy."

Your first attempt at sending the letters was of a cheesy poem you had written about Seulgi's eyes. That entire day you had discreetly walked past her locker multiple times, hoping to catch her in the act of reading it, but either you missed her or she just ignored the letter, both thoughts as equally leaving you disappointed.

Fortunately, during your second attempt at sending a new poem the next day, you caught Seulgi with one of her friends hanging at her locker. You quickly hid and stood around the corner of the hallways, secretly observing the scene as your eyes only gave interest in to where Seulgi's hands were leading to next.

When Seulgi opened her locker, she was immediately startled from the envelope flying out past her, landing in the center of the non-crowded hallway. While she picked it up her friend peaked her head over, nosily asking Seulgi what it was. You watched closely as Seulgi carefully opened the envelope, making sure not to rip your heart sticker seal, and pulled out the note to which both of the girls instantly starting reading out loud. When done reading, Seulgi blushed, covering her mouth in bewilderment while her friend stared at her with her jaw lowered in shock.

You watched intensely, your heart booming in your chest, anxiously trying to read Seulgi's features to figure out whether or not she was feeling the letter, but seeing her bubble a coy laugh with her friend, holding the note tightly to her heart like it was her most prized possession, a wave of relief finally washed over you, confident in knowing that Seulgi was flattered by your poem. But your smile quickly faltered hearing Seulgi and her friend trying to guess who "Candy" was, all the names mentioned only being random guys from the athletic teams.

You were offended, honestly. All that effort and thought you put in just for them to think that any of the boys mentioned were capable of spending any time out of their day to write something as sweet and romantic as your poem?

Those boys wouldn't even buy a girl roses on the first date!

But their words also struck you like a knife to the chest, stinging you in the most sensitive place of your heart. It pained you that the only people in her thoughts were boys.

Boys..

Would Seulgi ever consider being with a girl?

Did the thought ever cross her mind?..

That upsetting question lingered in the back of your mind for a while, but even though the doubt wanted to take over you, it didn't stop you one bit. You were going to let your admiration for her be known no matter what! So ever since then, you'd consistently send Seulgi the admirer letters you'd spend all night working on, never daring to miss or skip a day.

What started from poems went to you asking questions about herself and her daily life, trying to get to know her better, to eventually just having casual conversations. At the bottom of the letters, you would tell Seulgi to write her response on the backside and place it on top of her locker so that you were able to access the letter again to respond back to her; Lunchtime would always be the time you'd check for her responses since you knew Seulgi and any of the people she hung out with would be too far away to spot you near her locker giving and responding to the notes.

In the span of just two months after starting these letters, you and Seulgi were pretty much like best friends. You were so confident in responding to her, it seemed like you knew so much about her now, like you were actually a known person in her life. Each new fact you learned about her only made you fall for her harder.

You were so comfortable, having already accepted to yourself that this was the only way you would continue to communicate with Seulgi, that you weren't at all prepared for what the upcoming second semester had in store for you when you got moved to gym class.

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You walked into the gym awkwardly and uncomfortably cladded in the skintight gym uniform that you were positive had to have been a size too small. Your arms hugged your body tightly as you sat on the far end of the bleachers, trying your best to keep yourself hidden while you spectated the classmates around you, impatiently waiting for your coach to hurry and start class.

While your eyes glanced around the spacious gym, something, or someone, caught your attention almost immediately. You swiftly pulled your glasses off, cleaned them, and placed them back on to make sure your eyes weren't deceiving you, and surely enough as the gym doors closed you saw the raven head mark her entrance in.

Your hand flew to your mouth to hide your gasp when you saw the tall girl walk to the center of the gym with her friends alongside her. Your first-ever class with Seulgi and it had to be gym? You couldn't tell if this was a blessing or a curse because, on one hand, this would give you a better opportunity to interact with and finally get to see a new side of Seulgi, athletic Seulgi, but that also meant that Seulgi's first impression of you would most likely be as the embarrassingly unfit girl who fails miserably to do even the simplest of stretches, but that's only if she'd even care to spare a glance your way.

Your mouth was quivering and your legs shaking ogling at her slim figure in the fitted gym uniform from afar. And when class had started, you guys running laps and doing basic stretches, all you could do was stay distracted staring at Seulgi the entire time. You never realized how much more attractive Seulgi could get, so now athletic Seulgi was the only image invading your mind for the next couple of weeks when writing your next few letters.

You so badly wanted to write to her about how amazing you thought she looked each time you saw her in class, but you wondered if that would expose too much to her about who you truly were, so you ended up never mentioning it. You weren't confident enough to reveal yourself to her just yet..

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During one class as everyone was running laps, you were weakly running behind Seulgi and her friends who were jogging with ease, all chatting with one another.

Your eyes were too focused on her lower half, distracting you from the untied shoelace that caused you to trip momentarily, you yelping and falling face-first into the freshly polished wood flooring, causing a dramatically loud thud.

You laid on ground in defeat like a stupid starfish for a few seconds before weakly lifting your head, scanning the area around you to notice everyone paused in their tracks to stare down at you with their confused eyes. Your eyes narrowed over to Seulgi and her friends who were only a few feet ahead of you, all turned around to look at you too. Some of her friends covered their mouths in shock while others were clearly trying to hide their laughs.

To say you were embarrassed was completely an understatement, but as your gaze averted to Seulgi's you noticed something that put you at ease. Although your vision was blurry from the lost of your glasses, you could clearly she wasn't laughing at you.

In fact, it seemed as if she looked genuinely concerned, like she wanted to help you up. But unfortunately, if that was her intention, a random guy had already beat her to it—him stepping in front of you, blocking her completely from your view and holding out his hand to help you. You reluctantly accepted his offer, pulling yourself up to your feet.

Some classmates tried to ask if you were okay, one of them giving you back your fallen glasses while you brushed dirt off your shirt, but you quickly dismissed them, placing your glasses back on and hurriedly ran off finishing your laps in embarrassment, your brain continuously repeating to yourself about how much of a loser you are.

At the end of class, you sat on the locker room bench, mindlessly sinking alone into your thoughts, blankly staring at the floor, but the light tap of a finger on your shoulder snapped you back to reality. "Hi!"

You clocked your head to the side, immediately recognizing that silky voice, and felt your heart drop to the pit of your stomach when you made eye contact with the one and only Kang Seulgi. "H-Hi!" You stuttered, your cheeks burning red, trying your best to keep your focus away from Seulgi's abs poking through the cheap white cotton.

Seulgi sat down in the space beside you, keeping a fair distance between the two of you. "You know, that was a pretty hard fall earlier. I just wanted to know if you were okay," Seulgi said, her head tilted as she stared at you, her eyes full of wonder.

You fidgeted with your fingers, keeping your hands close to your chest while trying your best not to break eye contact even though your legs were starting to get equivalent to the feeling of jelly. You were very much still flustered from the earlier incident, so talking about it with Seulgi who watched the whole thing in 4K play out was embarrassing. "Oh.. uh, y-yeah! I guess it kinda hurt then, but I'm okay now, really!" You glanced down at your legs, discovering scraped-up knees you somehow didn't notice or feel earlier.

Seulgi smiled at you, her eyes turning to crescents and the corners of her lips reaching her cheekbones. "Well, that's nice to hear!

By the way, what's your name? I'm Seulgi!" Seulgi held her hand out, waiting for yours. You nervously lifted your shaken hand and joined it with her’s. Your nerves melted at her touch. "I'm Y/N.."

"Oh, yeah, Y/N, that's right! I remember now!" Right after when it looked like Seulgi was going to say something else, her friends walked up to her and told her to hurry with them so they could make it in time to their next class. Seulgi slightly frowned, but then looked at you one more time with a smile, waving bye, and exited the locker room leaving your awkward self all alone again.

Wow.

The first time you spoke to Seulgi, and it didn't end up terrible?

Unfortunately, you and Seulgi didn't go any further than that, that day being the last time you had made real-life conversation with her, but Seulgi fully acknowledging your existence alone is a huge step up for you, and now whenever you two make eye contact, whether it's in gym or the hallways, almost every time she blesses your shy soul with a warm smile to which you reciprocate back an awkward half smile.

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It's now the current date, February 12th, two days until Valentine's Day.

There's a plan you have in mind, but it's so far out of your comfort zone that you don't know if you'll be able to pull yourself to go through with it.

You look down at the note in your hands, rereading it, soaking in the words, pondering it, hoping that you can bring yourself to a conclusion quickly.

Tomorrow morning could we meet at that one tree near the entrance of the tennis court? I feel like it's about time you should know who I truly am!

— Candy ♡

Because it's been months of you and Seulgi hitting it off with the letters and since it's so close to Valentine's Day, you thought why not try to ask her to be your Valentine? You know that if you don't reveal yourself now, then you most likely never will, so why waste this perfect opportunity than to make your reveal to her even more special?

And besides, after a while, Seulgi will surely lose interest in talking with and responding back to basically an invisible person who's leading her on to nowhere.

You let in a deep breath to calm yourself down before sliding the note inside the envelope and sealing it closed with your signature heart sticker. The note is held close to you as you lie under the covers of your bed and turn off your lamp, trying your best to comfortably sleep through the night. You will go through with this.

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When making your entrance into school the next morning, your mind is full of uncontrollable doubt. For some reason, you now think you're taking things too quickly.. maybe it's too soon? But you've already come this far, there's no way you can back out now.

You walk up to Seulgi's locker, making sure beforehand that no one's around, and hurriedly slip the envelope through the slot, quickly running away to your first class.

Class periods go by and soon it's lunchtime. You walk back to Seulgi's locker to check on the note, hoping to arrive back to a response, but when you search the top of her locker you frown.

There's nothing.

Quickly you're starting to get nervous again, imagining the worst, thinking that Seulgi's ignoring Candy now. Maybe she even threw away the note! You knew this was all just a mistake to do from the start!..

You grip your arm awkwardly, walking away from the lockers with your head held down in shame and dreadfully enter the cafeteria, grab a lunch tray, and look around in search of an open seat. You normally sit alone in the far corner of the cafeteria, but a random friend group for some reason stole your table today so now you're forced to actually be seen out in the open. You groan, looking around for empty tables with fail until you notice an open section at an occupied table. There's at least a two-seat distance from the other person sitting on that side of the bench so that's okay enough for your introverted comfort.

But what you didn't realize when sitting down at the table was that Seulgi and her friends were sitting at the other end. You froze as your eyes locked on her figure, stopping yourself mid-chewing with the fork still sitting in your mouth.

You could hear them speaking on the topic of Valentine's Day which instantly opened your ears to eavesdrop.

"So Seulgi, has anyone asked you to be their valentine yet?" One of her friends asks. Seulgi laughs shyly. "Actually, a lot of guys have asked me!"

Your heart sinks at the excitement in her words.

"But.. I haven't accepted any of their offers."

You're suddenly confused. You never saw any of the guys' said attempts, but you're so sure she would've accepted one of them by now since it seems like so many people have asked, right?

"Then who are you gonna go out with? Are you seriously going to ride single again this year?" Another one of Seulgi's friends chimes in, rolling their eyes as if they're disappointed in her.

Seulgi quickly shakes her head at them in protest and pulls out her backpack, digging deeply through it. You can see something poking out as she pulls something out, your letter, but then she hesitates and pushes it back down, zipping her bag closed. "I think I'll have a Valentine tomorrow.. You know, I know I haven't really updated you guys about anything, but I've still been receiving those letters from my secret admirer and honestly, it seems like he's been hinting at me that he'll ask me!"

All of her friends squeal, now starting to bombard her with questions. "What—Why haven't you told us? Can you show us a letter? Did he send you another one today?" Someone tries to reach for her backpack but Seulgi's quick to slap their hand away. "No! Move!"

You listen to the conversation in disbelief, slowly chewing on your lunch. Seulgi saw the letter, but she didn't write you a response to it, but she also basically just admitted she'll be your Valentine if you ask her out tomorrow, right?

Also, it's clear she's been keeping you a secret from her friends, but in a way, it flatters you because it makes this thing feel so much more personal. No friends with her to laugh at your conversations, just genuine bonding. It really seems like she's looking forward to you..

..But her words sting at you once again once she speaks the words "He."

You've never asked her if she likes girls or given her any hints you even are one, which is stupid, you know, but every time you thought about writing it you'd freak out and crumble up the note.

You almost feel bad. You're the mole amongst the table while the girls continue to wonder and guess who the admirer is, obviously expecting a hot football player, not someone like you. You bet she rejected all of the guys asking her out just so she could wait to be asked out by you, and now once she meets you she's probably going to be faced with disappointment..

In the deep corner of your mind, there was always a thought knowing that rejection for simply being a girl was a huge possibility, but you never fully registered how you would react, the embarrassment and shame that would come from it. You knew you weren’t ready to handle that.

On the detour back to your locker at the end of the day to grab your backpack, passing by Seulgi's locker, you spot a piece of paper sticking out from the top of her locker. Looking around to make sure no one's paying attention to you, you slickly grab the paper and quickly walk away to your locker trying not to look suspicious.

As you approach your locker you look down and read the note you sent Seulgi, flipping it over, reading over her response, and see her confirming she'll meet up with you tomorrow.

You want to smile at this, but nothing can distract you from the ongoing fear you have.

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You want to throw up.

After your long night of anticipation, it's finally the day you'll be asking Seulgi to be your Valentine.

There's no way you can back down now, she's already agreed to meet and if you don't and try to write her an excuse instead on why you didn't show up then she'll for sure never respond to your notes again!

You look at yourself in the bathroom mirror, taking in deep breaths as you examine your curled pigtails. You never thought you would see yourself wearing your hair in anything other than down, but while you and Seulgi were talking a few months back she had mentioned her favorite hairstyle was pigtails, so why not do that? You already knew you weren't the most attractive person out there, so maybe she'd find you more appealing this way?

You walk out of the bathroom with your mind finally formed at some sort of peace, grab your bag, and pick up your gifts for Seulgi before finally gaining the courage to walk out of the house.

The wind is chilly as it swishes past your bare legs while you walk down the sidewalk. Soon, you reach the school grounds, being greeted with an unnerving chill up your spine upon entrance.

You so badly want to turn around to go back home and just forget about all of this—it's terrifying, really.

But you inhale one final breath, breathing in slowly and exhaling all of your worries and doubts away. You return on your walk through the school campus, the couples around you punching at your heart as you walk past them being all up and close on each other, the girls blushing as their boyfriends gift them roses, tiny teddy bears, and boxes of chocolates. You know, the stereotypical things.

You approach closer to the tennis court, your heart booming in your chest as the calm thoughts you thought you managed are overrun with fear. What if Seulgi's not even waiting there? What if this is just a waste of time?

You squeeze your eyes shut when turning the corner leading to the tennis court, not bearing to watch your failed plan. Your eyes slowly opening, your body tenses seeing Seulgi standing by the tree just like you had asked her, her scrolling on her phone as she waits patiently.

She actually listened to you. Well, to Candy.

You hold Seulgi's gifts behind your back and slowly but surely make your approach to her, your legs shaking in fear after each step.

Quickly, in the corner of her eye, Seulgi notices you and lifts her head, beaming a joyful smile your way. You gulp and smile awkwardly at her, stepping closer until the two of you are a good three feet apart. "What are you doing here, Y/N?" Seulgi innocently asks.

Your lips quiver, looking into her oblivious eyes, preparing your words. "I-I.. I wanted to give you something important.." You somehow manage out past your shaky breath. You hesitate your actions, but pull yourself together and hold one of your hands out, a note held tightly between your fingers as you offer it to Seulgi.

There really is no turning back now.

— Seulgiwifee ໒꒰ྀི♡˵ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀི১

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fraisitas · 2 months

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purecantarella · 1 year

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Red Velvet Reaction : Almost First Kiss

i thought to do this on a whim and i think it'd be rather cute so i hope you all enjoy!! i do base everything on the first meeting so if there are bits of confusion you can read it but its not necessarily needed red velvet members x reader disclaimer/s : a few curses but in terms of content we're good. fluffy and angsty content, wbk.

Bae Joohyun / Irene

Social cues weren’t exactly the oldest member of Red Velvet’s specialty. Of course she was intelligent and very aware of her own social image when it came to her idol persona. But she was still often lost when it came to relating to others.

You loved that about her, but also it made being her girlfriend an uphill battle.

Like during your first getaway as an official couple. It had been a perfect night, you and her having a quiet night going from food stall to food stall. Her dietary restrictions shot to hell with her wrapped in your arm as you walked by the cool ocean.

Once she was feeling tired of walking, you halted and placed your overcoat on the sandy beach. Irene felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks as you plopped down and opened your arm to her with a loving and warm smile on your lips. The crashing of the waves against the shore relaxed the singer to no ends, your warmth only adding to the sensation.

“I think you needed this, with all the performances and dealing with the girls,” Irene giggled beside you as you imply her members are more mischief than their worth. “You haven’t had much time to unwind and be yourself.” You place your lips on the crown of her head.

Irene says nothing for a moment, only moving to wrap her arms around your waist. “All of that was fine…” She whispers quietly before shyly pressing her nose into your neck. “I just hated being away from you.” You smile and pull her closer to you as the night moves in front of the both of you, enjoying the calm it brought.

Irene soaks in the moment, bliss was the only thing on her mind. You on the other hand, can’t you’re your eyes off her lips, wondering just how they would feel against yours. If when you two did kiss would it be warm like she’d always imagined or if when she smiled you would too. You breathe a shaky breath before you clear your throat and pull away slightly, much to your girlfriend’s dismay. Evident by the complainant whines.

Unable to hide the smile on your face, you lift your hand, brushing the stray hairs from her face. The charming smile on her face only makes your heart soar even higher than it already had. “You are the most amazing and perfect person I’ve ever come to know, and I’m so glad you chose me out of everyone who came your way.” You gush making the older woman smile even brighter.

Before you can lean in or do much of anything, something shoots up from a distance, illuminating the sky with a series of brightly colored lights. You both gasp and your quick to cover her ears from the sound. You look back down at her, the serenity of the moment shattered, but the childlike glee on her face makes you forget anything else.

“Look at that, N/n!” She says with an unbridled sense of joy. You feel a sense of hope, maybe you could salvage this. But once again, the mood is ruined as she squeals in shock and fear from another firework shooting up in the sky. You smile and shake your head, covering her ears further and pulling her closer. “I’ve got you, Joohyun.”

It wasn’t long until you both made your way back to the hotel, Irene needing some rest after the long day of walking around and spending time together. While you went into the bathroom to take a shower, Irene excitedly told her members about your day spent together as a couple.

“Then there were literal fireworks! It was magical and Y/n…” She sighs dreamily, “Y/n was absolutely amazing. Gosh I’ve never felt this way before…” Yeri giggles and takes the phone from where it was propped up in the kitchen. “Oooohh, somebody’s in loooove!” She teases in a childish manner. Irene blushes and rolls her eyes before the phone is snatched from the youngest member.

“Wait. Did you two kiss?” Seulgi asks with a teasing smile. But Irene’s expression quickly shifts into one of confusion. “…No…? Did she want to kiss me?”

There’s a silence before a loud whine comes from the phone, most definitely from Wendy. Snatching the phone from Seulgi, the vocalist was now the focus of the camera. “How could you have not wanted to kiss her?!” She pauses to laugh ridiculously. “The ocean, what she said, the serendipitous fireworks?! It was straight out of a movie, unnie!”

The realization of the romance of the moment suddenly dawns on Irene and she feels the need to smack herself in the head. “Shit.” Irene mumbles, amusing her members on the phone.

“You really are clueless, aren’t you unnie?”

Kang Seulgi

Seulgi liked you, a lot. But more than that, she liked getting involved with your life, friends and family, and most of all, your work. Popping into your bakeshop so much that patrons thought she was the manager, thankfully they weren’t aware of her identity or fame.

Her days off were spent there, tirelessly watching you in amazement and adoration. Today was no different. You began frosting the tops of your order’s cupcakes when you realize your girlfriend’s subtle gaze. You giggle to yourself before shooting her a playful glare. “Stare at me any longer and I’ll have to ask you to pay a fine.”

Seulgi merely smiles and props her cheeks up on her own hands as she continues to stare at you lovingly. “I’d happily pay millions to see that smile every day.” You roll your eyes before placing the piping bag down and motioned for her to come close. She stands upright and places a hand on her chest, feigning confusion to which you laugh and beckon her to hurry.

"If you're going to be here as often as you are, you can at least help." You complain jokingly. She looks at you nervously before tentatively picking up the bag filled with icing. You watch, holding back laughter, as she sloppily iced the top of your cupcakes. Feeling a twinge of guilt when you hear Seulgi wince when she squeezed the bag too hard.

Quickly and carefully, you take her hands in yours, guiding her movements in a fluid motion. Your lips press gently against the shell of her ear, innocently whispering, "Take it slow, there's no need to rush it."

Your girlfriend blushes and silently follows your movements until there's a clean swirl atop the pastry, confidence from moments ago melted away. She turns to face you and is flustered to see you as close as you were.

Only a mere breathe away.

Seulgi looks down at your lips, the light sheen from your lipgloss and the scent of cherry made her head spin. Her eyes look for yours, which are glued to the cupcakes bellow the both of you. The warmth of your radiant smile and general body heat made the dancer even more flustered.

Realizing she hadn't spoken since you stepped in to help, you refocus your attention to Seulgi. Your smile brightens as you watch her gazing at you, so flustered and so cute. You lean in to brush your nose against hers.

"There you go again with the staring, Seul." Your girlfriend smiles as she inches closer, until your noses are pressed against one another. Her eyes find yours as yours watch her lips.

Before your lips can really connect, the bell of the bakeshop rings out, your client's voice pulls you both out of the moment, "Y/n? Are the cupcakes ready?"

Your eyes widen before panic runs through your veins. You pull away from the dancer to prepare the boxes. "They'll be out in a few! I'm sorry for the wait."

Once again, Seulgi watches as you dash around the kitchen with admiration oozing from her eyes. She continues to ice the cupcakes beside her carefully. Her mind lost in imagining what your real first kiss will be like.

(you and me both seul)

Son Seungwan / Wendy

"You've been hauled up in here for days..." Wendy mused as she leaned against the doorframe of your office. Your head shot up and your glasses fell down the bridge of your nose. A low laugh falls from the singer's lips as she approaches you. "Were you really not going to pay me a visit?"

You chuckle, staring hopelessly at your laptop. The draft of your unedited chapter staring at you, taunting you for it being left uncompleted for as long as it has. Your attention is pulled from the semi-blank page when Wendy plucks your eyeglasses from your face.

The singer pouts before propping her head on her hand, staring up at you with soft puppy dog eyes. "Can't you take a break? Even for a few minutes?"

You chuckle softly before taking her free hand in yours, "Editors want these chapters by the end of the week." Squeezing her hand in yours apologetically, you look down back at your screen. Much to Wendy's dismay.

Half an hour flies by, inspiration slipping away from you, but Wendy only sat there, either on her phone or roaming around your office. Patiently waiting for your attention like a pup. You look at the time on your screen, a flourish of guilt building in the pit of your stomach. You wanted to give her as much attention as she needed.

You breathe a soft sigh, before pushing yourself out of your desk, catching your girlfriend's attention. Her eyes brighten as you smile up at her, "I could use a break. After all who better to spend my day with than my muse." You stand and walk over to Wendy, who can barely contain her joy of being called your muse.

You place a soft kiss on her temple before wrapping your arm around her, pulling her into you. She smiles up at you and begins to ramble on about the things she wants to do with you, your mind wrapped around the look of her lips as she does.

Realizing that you were zoning out, she places a hand on your cheek, thumb brushing your cheekbone gently as she stared up at you with adoration and love in her eyes. Your heart felt like it would combust in your chest.

"You alright?" The singer asks, her English accent sending another wave of bliss over your body. You're unable to say anything or hide the smile that creeps up on your lips. You place your hand on hers, leaning into her touch.

Then a stroke of genius hits you.

Your eyes burst open and you abruptly pull away, and laugh madly to yourself. "That's it! That's what I've been trying to find." You plop yourself back into your desk chair and begin typing madly, the blank page filling almost instantly. You smile up at her proudly, seeing only a look of confusion on her face.

You smile even brighter, "Go get ready, baby. We're going out tonight, and we'll do everything you want and more." She approaches with a warm expression, one that only overflows your heart at this point. "I just need to send this over to my editor..." You pause, reaching over the desk, caressing her cheek lovingly.

"I really would be lost without my muse." Wendy merely blushes and turns a heel before skipping happily over to your closet in hopes to find some clothes she'd left at your house while you excitedly type an email to your editors.

All the while, you can't stop thinking about Wendy and just how much you were going to kiss her later that night.

Park Sooyoung / Joy

Three months more of absolute torture and Joy still couldn't fine it in her heart to break-up with her boyfriend. Each time she tried she was met with immense guilt or something got in the way before she could end it with him.

None of that irritation could really make up for you though.

You were somehow more and more insufferable every time Joy saw you. A cocky smirk, a passing snide comment, and on the rare occasion, flirtatious actions that made the singer question her own morals. You were an absolute pain in the ass, but she couldn't get enough of you.

"Are you actually going to do it this time or are you going to chicken out like you did last week?" Irene chastised over the phone as Joy pushed her way into her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend's apartment. She scoffs at her leader's sarcasm, "After last nights 'date' I don't think I can stand another minute dating him, unnie. It has to end today."

The conversation doesn't last for too long after that given Joy needed to ride the elevator up. Her mind raced at what she was going to say to him, what he would feel. Another pang of guilt rings in her chest as the rickety steel doors open for her. Walking in, she presses the floor number and leans back on the metal frame before pulling out her phone again to feed her boredom.

As the doors begin to close a hand thrusts itself through the metal, making Joy squeal in terror. Only for the doors to slide open to reveal you, grinning proudly at the chaos you'd ensued. "Hey there, pretty girl." You pause, taking an almost playful step into the elevator with her, "I like you screaming like that, you should do it more often in front of me." You tease, the shit-eating smile still very present on your face.

It pissed Joy off to no end. She had no idea why though.

She crossed her arms and forces herself not to look at you. From the corner of her eye though she sees you looking at her shamelessly, grin still prominent on your face. Joy looks over at you, eyes dripping with frustration. "Are you just going to stare at me the entire time?"

You laugh and push yourself from the metal railing of the elevator, "I could do much more if that's what you're asking me, Joy." You tease, her name slipping from your lips in the most irritatingly attractive way she could imagine.

"Please, like you could." The singer snaps, only goating you on. You laugh heartily before leaning uncomfortably close to her. She remembers how you did something similar the night you first met her and her heart rushes as the smell of your earthy perfume reaches her nose. Your smile falls, a sense of seriousness looming over your expression.

The foreign expression on your face makes her nervous. You press your lips firmly together. She watches as your eyes fall from hers to look down at her lips. "I've told you before, Joy." You pause, your voice firm, "Don't test me. I might not be able to control myself."

You inch closer, testing the waters. Joy was conflicted, you were so annoying to her but she couldn't help but wonder how your lips would feel against hers.

A sort of magnitism she figures.

"You're trouble." Joy whispers before a small smile etches on her lips. You mirror her expression, leaning in closer. "So I've been told."

You hesitate as her breathe hitches. Your eyes find hers, desperately looking for an answer to the questions you had from the moment you first laid eyes on her.

Slowly, but with conviction, she nods, giving you the go ahead. Before your lips can meet though, the elevator dings pleasantly as the doors slide open. Your brother standing on the other end of the steel frame, eyes down on his phone as Joy squeaks and you jump away quickly.

Your brother looks up and smiles, "Joy! Y/n! You two just get here?"

Joy sputters as you simply stare at him, ashamed of yourself. Guilt reeks from you as you laugh awkwardly. "Yeah, I saw Joy a couple blocks down and decided to drive her here. Make sure she's safe." You rush out before stepping out of the suddenly hot metal box.

Your brother quirks a curious brow before you usher him to his unit, "Give me a second, I left something in the car, I'll be right back, oppa."

Not thinking much of it, he shrugs and walks to his unit, leaving you and Joy alone again. You breathe a sigh of relief as Joy laughs nervously. "I guess that was a close call, huh?"

You don't speak. Only brushing past her gently. You hold the elevator doors open as Joy turns to speak flustered. "I uh...look I didn't mean for things to get too far and I hope you don't think badly of me-"

You cut her off, all brightness in your voice instantly evaporated. "It was just as much my fault. Don't worry about it." You pause before looking her sternly in the eye. "If you don't want to be with my brother. I suggest you make that obvious to him."

"I-"

"And until you've figured that out...I think it's best I don't show my face." Joy hesitates at your words but she hears a slight tremble in your voice. "I would have never done this to my brother but you...you have some sort of pull on me, Joy. And I can't stop myself around you."

In attempts to lighten the mood, Joy whispers, "Bad girl has a heart?"

You laugh bitterly before reaching out to caress Joy's face, bringing her an odd sense of comfort. One she'd never felt with her boyfriend. You bite your lower lip and look down, "Go back to your boyfriend, Joy." Pulling your hand back, and locking eyes with her as the doors shut.

"Bye Joy."

The door closes and Joy takes a moment to recollect herself as she finds herself in front of her boyfriend...your brother. He looks over his shoulder with a warm and kind smile. Upon seeing her confused face, he approaches her and places his hand on her cheek.

It was cold and foreign to her. Her mind races, wondering why she ever got together with him in the first place when you were there, just waiting for her. You could be everything she'd ever needed.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" His voice breaks her focus, and she sees his warm smile...the innocence in his eyes. She smiles up and shakes her head. "Just a little tired."

All the while you sit in your car for a couple minutes, hoping she'd walk out of the elevator and come looking for you. You close your eyes and breathe out your disappointment.

"That's karma for you, N/n..." You whisper to yourself as you start your car and drive off.

Kim Yerim / Yeri

You felt her eyes on you the entire evening, at first it was rather flattering. But then as the night wore on, you began being worried and a little insecure about yourself.

Finally having enough of it, you look over to your girlfriend with a exasperated expression. Yeri's taken aback and begins to flush as you look at her. You chuckle at her expression before reaching for the TV remote, pausing the movie on screen.

Adjusting yourself to face her better, you lean on your shoulder as you smile at her sheepishly. "Everything alright on that side of the world?" You ask jokingly, making her giggle and shuffle towards you.

You can tell she's thinking hard and it's bugging her. "Hey..." You pause, placing your hand on hers, weaving your fingers into hers, squeezing and offering her a bit of comfort. "What's wrong?"

Yeri hesitates, jolting forward but pulling back. Her member's words reverberating in her head.

Earlier in the week, her members and her were enjoying a break from their rehearsals. While they drank water and picked up some light snacks, the youngest member immediately pulled her phone out and giggled to herself. Her member's stare at her curiously before she waves them off, "Y/n just sent me a funny picture of her when she was younger."

Wendy and Irene share a look as Joy and Seulgi giggle to themselves, playfully kissing the air to tease the young woman. She simply rolls her eyes and continues to type away at her phone and smiles so brightly. It makes her groupmate's hearts melt.

"So just how serious are you and Y/n?" Irene asks, motherly instincts kicking in. Yeri flushes a deep red before putting her phone away, playing with the case. "I don't know exactly...I like her though." Unable to repress her smile, she shyly turns on her own axis, "I really like her."

Before any of them could tease her though, she began, "But..." The girls watch her intently. Wordlessly, she lifts her hand up to her lips. A chorus of gasps pull from the girls's lips before a barrage of questions flow between the five women.

Suddenly feeling the pressure to show you her affection, Yeri decides to text you asking if you want to sleep over soon.

Back in the moment, she hesitates and practically rocks back and forth. You watch her eyes, gazing down at your lips. You smile and raise her hand to your mouth, placing a delicate kiss over her soft knuckles. One on each finger before you stare up at her with a warm smile.

"There's no rush Yerim...It can wait." You pull her closer, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, leaving feather light kisses over her shoulder, the corner of her jaw, "I can wait, alright? I like you a lot, and I want our firsts to be special...not out of compliance."

Yeri pulls away and smiles at you, shifting to leave a lingering kiss on your ever redenning cheek. "You're a gem, N/n..."

The smile on your face brightens before she curls up into your lap, grabbing the remote from you to play the movie from the beginning. In spite of your complaints, you settle down quickly and pull her impossibly closer, savoring the feeling of the young woman in your arms.

why did joy's come out the longest ? HAHAHAHA i hope you all enjoyed!! i love you all and see you all vv soon!! byeeee 💖 oh and if there are any filo fans here who are going to the itzy or mamamoo or blackpink concerts in the Philippines, let me know and we can meet up maybe. - r

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heyniniy · 5 months

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୨୧ ࣪ 𓈒 seulgi - red velvet lockscreens

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wontune · 1 month

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ㅤㅤスㅤ✿ㅤ seulgiㅤㅤㅤㅤ( red velvet )ㅤㅤㅤㅤlockscreens

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retrievablememories · 1 year

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lady cab driver | seulgi (m)

pairing: chauffeur!seulgi x celebrity!fem!reader genre: smut, pwp word count: 2.1k warnings: car sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, slight power play? (employee-boss dynamic) a/n: don’t let me listen to prince songs past 12 a.m. or this is what happens. also, hurray for the first (completed) gay fic on this blog despite my years of posting...how embarrazzing. this was fun to write

sequel to this fic is here!

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you don’t know how you’ve currently found yourself crawling between the legs of your attractive new chauffeur in the backseat of a limousine, both your clothes disheveled and hair already out of place.

or maybe you do know. all of her flirting and subtle moves over the past few months have paid off, surely, for the both of you. the way she smirks at you now as you peel up the hem of the pencil skirt that fits her so perfectly, exposing her underwear, says it all.

her chauffeur's hat has long slipped off, landing somewhere on the floor for the both of you to forget until your tryst is over. the first few buttons of her blouse are loose and bare the cleavage underneath. her blazer still hangs off one arm, forgotten in the middle of your earlier make-out. you had thought of the whole chauffeur getup as a bit silly and on-the-nose when you first hired seulgi. your past drivers hadn’t bothered with the formality of a uniform, instead wearing whatever business casual clothes they desired. but, seulgi seemed to know what effect this uniform had on women—including you—if the glowing praises from the other stars she’d driven around said anything, and so it stayed.

it all began about a half-hour earlier, with a fairly simple statement.

“if you’re often lonely, i’m more than happy to provide you with any company you desire,” seulgi says. you stare at the back of the headrest as if that will make her see you, and when it doesn’t, you look right into the rearview mirror, but she keeps her eyes on the road. convenient for your safety, but annoying in every other way.

“do you think i’m lonely?” you ask, unsure whether you should feel offended. you’d made an off-hand comment about your frustration of not knowing who to take as a plus-one to an upcoming event, but you didn’t think it would inspire this reply. plus, you’re pretty sure this statement couldn’t be considered professional—though you could guess many of your past interactions with seulgi weren’t exactly professional either, with the barely-veiled flirting.

“you seem lonely, if you’ll forgive me for mentioning. i’ve noticed there are always other people accompanying you on your rides, but you don’t seem very moved or engaged by them.”

you sit back further against the cushy seat, like it could envelop you and shield you from view if you simply tried hard enough. “i don’t know.” you shrug. “i don’t care. i just don’t like being bothered much. i interact with people daily because i have to. nothing else to it.” seulgi hums and nods to your answer, apparently not going to push her assertion—which is fine with you. you are relieved to have quickly shut down that line of conversation because you aren’t in the mood to be psychoanalyzed today, but something inside of you is still curious. “but what kind of company are you offering, anyway, that would be different from theirs?”

“any kind you’d like. the way we’re talking right now and have been doing for months now, if that’s all you need. or anything else.” her eyes flick to the rearview mirror to look at you when she says or anything else. it’s a quick glance, but you see the rise of her cheeks as she smiles subtly, and you suddenly feel exposed.

you let a stretch of silence settle in the air between you after she says that, wondering if you want to go there—if you want to change things in this way between the two of you. a moment of cold apprehension creeps into your chest when you wonder if maybe you’re misinterpreting her meaning, but there have just been too many signs to say otherwise. the gentle way she holds your hand when she helps you out of the car, how her palm settles on your lower back to steady you when you’re balancing in those wretched high heels, the knowing glance she gives when she catches you watching her adjust her hat or the collar of her blouse in the limo’s mirrors.

“anything…else?”

“you’re the boss here, aren’t you? i merely do what you ask of me,” seulgi replies, her voice low, the words delivered emphatically.

that simple statement makes you throb, your crossed legs tensing. the promise of seulgi letting you take control of the situation… surely, over these past few months, she’s picked up on your need for having control of everything all the time. which is often framed as a major character flaw by most, but you don’t really care as long as you’re getting what you want.

you’ll be arriving back home soon, and you feel like you’ll miss your chance if you don’t respond now. If you don’t—she’ll just let you out of the car, letting her hand linger the slightest moment in yours, and you’ll go inside your big empty house, slumping onto your bed and fishing your vibrator out of your drawer once again. perhaps there will be other chances later, but this one feels like it needs to be grasped immediately.

finally, you unglue yourself from the seat, shuffling forward so you can look through the window where the partition would otherwise be raised. you lean your arms against the seat backrest and try to sound casual.

“stop the limousine, please.”

seulgi is silent for a beat, then says, “anywhere?” like she’s trying to hold back a smile you can practically hear in her voice.

“anywhere.” then you consider this. the car has blackout windows, so it shouldn’t matter, but… “okay, maybe look for a back street or something?”

back street secured, engine cut off, legs spread. you look up at seulgi with her body sprawled across the seat where you were just sitting, legs askew and face painted with anticipation. you laugh quietly at the blended stain of your brown lipstick and her own red shade on her lips; your mouth must look similar. her eyebrows furrow intensely as she watches you press more kisses up her inner thighs, leaving stark traces of lipstick on her flushed skin.

“i’ll admit, this wasn’t quite how i imagined it happening,” she says, voice already a little breathless and catching on certain words.

“how did you imagine it, then?” you ask, pressing yourself closer between where her thighs meet and pushing a thumb against the dampened seat of her underwear. you rub your thumb slowly over her clit, eliciting a low exhale from her.

“that i’d be doing all the work of pleasing you. which i still wouldn’t mind, you know.”

“what a cute way to say you’re eager to taste me, but you can have that later,” you reply, circling the pad of your thumb steadily. “right now this is how i want to solve my loneliness, since you’re so concerned about it.”

“i only want to…” her voice trails into a low moan, her body slouching when you push her underwear to the side to make room for your fingers and mouth. you delicately spread her open with one hand while pressing your mouth against the throbbing bud in a kiss. “...make you happy.”

you feel one of seulgi’s hands slide across your back, which is freely exposed to her touch from the barely-there halter top you’re wearing. the sensation sends a shiver up your spine as you push your tongue against her entrance, only teasing and not entering.

you want to ask her why, but you’re unwilling to separate your mouth from the warm and inviting space between her legs to do so. that may also be too much emotion for what’s supposed to be a quick and dirty fuck in the back of a limo, so you let the question rest and focus on finally slipping a finger into her, ears perking up at the gasp that follows. smirking at the sound of it, you allow your tongue to circle around her clit a few times before you pull your finger back out, and seulgi’s hand stills on your back.

“why’d you stop?” she asks, and it sounds like her voice is edging into petulance but she’s trying very hard to keep it from reaching that destination. you shift away, and your hands go to her hips so you can hurriedly pull her underwear down, leaving it in the growing array of strewn clothes on the floor.

“better access,” you mumble, pulling her closer by the hips and putting her legs firmly over your shoulders. her moans bounce off the interior of the limo when you bury your face back in between her thighs, pressing your tongue flat against her clit and using your finger to search for the spot that will make her scream.

you know you’ve found it when her thighs tense and twitch around your head, her voice pitching up in a new way you haven’t heard yet. you crook your finger into that area a few more times to recreate that sound, smiling to yourself at how easy it is to get a reaction. then you slide in another finger to intensify the effect, still suckling her clit all the while like it’s a sweet little candy made just for you.

“oh–y/n–” she lets out another quavering, desperate moan before biting the sleeve of her shirt, seemingly remembering you’re still technically in public and not wanting to make too much noise.

with your free hand you tug the sleeve away, stopping your actions on her increasingly sensitive core to speak. “no one’s around to hear,” you murmur, “and if they do, it doesn’t matter.”

she makes a sound that’s something like a scoff or a whine but doesn’t attempt to cover her mouth again. rather than being preoccupied with quieting herself, other things are busy calling for her attention, like the mounting tension throughout her body. the restlessness of her legs increases as she nears the precipice, and you must go back to trying to hold at least one of her legs still while your other hand asks her for more with the hurried strokes of your fingers stimulating her g-spot.

her head lolls back onto the seat and her body tightens even more, and you feel an abrupt shiver of pain from her nails raking your back—not enough to be injurious, but enough to make their sharpness known. you watch every one of her reactions, both miniscule and overt, as that glorious electricity running through her expands until it can no longer be contained, and you feel a sudden sense of pride that you’re the one responsible for it all.

she comes with a moan that, if someone were to ask you later, sounds like the personification of “overjoyed.” it’s pure pleasure concentrated in the form of her voice, and it provokes the heat between your own legs, but you ignore that to guide her through her orgasm. you continue kissing her lower lips sweetly and fingering that spot as she comes in your mouth, her hands grasping onto you for dear life and her thighs posing the continuous threat of closing entirely around your head.

it ends when seulgi cries out that she can’t take anymore and you finally pull away from her, easing up your tight hold on her leg and sliding your fingers out of her. you’re satisfied, especially when you study her wetness sticking to your fingers and subsequently suck it off, but you’re already beginning to miss the experience.

seulgi presses her hand against the window to steady herself, her chest heaving as she tries to stabilize her breaths. you sit back on your heels, your hands trailing away from her thighs, and push back some misplaced strands of your hair. you know your silk press must already be sweated out by now. “did you enjoy the ride?” you ask. you scoff at your own silly joke, rolling your eyes when you realize how corny it sounds as soon as it’s said.

seulgi sits up and places her hands on your shoulders for balance, pressing her lips on yours in the next second. you readily accept her kiss, your tongue slipping against hers as she tastes herself on you. your embrace deepens as her hand settles on your neck, the other hand finding itself at the back of your halter top and finally pulling the strings holding it together apart.

when she separates from you, her hand still on your nape and her lips a pale pink from the mere memory of her red lipstick, she says, “i’d tell you yes, but it’s not over yet.”

#red velvet smut #seulgi smut #red velvet fic #red velvet imagines #seulgi fic #seulgi imagines #red velvet reactions #seulgi reactions

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nanawritesit · 1 year

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Red Velvet Imagine: The Moment They Realize They’re In Love With You

Irene: The first time you hold her hand

It was going to be her first time meeting your friend group, and she was pretty much having an internal anxiety attack. Irene had never been great at first impressions, she was surprised she even managed to get you as a partner after your first meeting when she had spilled her drink all over you at a party. She wanted so badly for your friends to like her, and she was just so scared of blowing it.

She kept it all inside around you, not wanting to spoil your fun with her anxiety. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt and bit her ruby red lip, looking over at you from the passenger seat. You looked so excited and relaxed, she couldn’t possibly ruin this for you.

But somehow, you knew exactly what she was thinking. As you pulled into the parking lot, she was about to exit your car when you reached over and took her hand in yours. As you smiled at her warmly, she realized this was the first time you had done this particular gesture. Normally, you would share a hug or a peck on the cheek. Holding hands wasn’t something you two usually did, and it made this moment special for her. It was exactly what she needed in a moment of weakness.

“Hey, everything’s gonna be okay Rene. My friends aren’t the kind of people to judge you based on a first meeting. And even if they did, I’m sure they’d see nothing but the beautiful, kind, fun woman that I see.” you told her, rubbing your thumb along the back of her hand.

She gave you a small nod and smiled brightly, squeezing your hand a bit. “You’re the best. I love you.”

You couldn’t help but break out in an ear to ear grin at her confession. “I love you too. I guess our relationship just got serious huh?”

She giggled, then let go of your hand. “Come on, let’s go have some fun my love.”

Seulgi: When you play with her hair until she falls asleep

She had been ridiculously overworked lately. Red Velvet had just released their new album and she was already preparing for another comeback with GOT the beat. She barely had enough time to take care of herself, let alone sleep a decent amount.

You hated watching her struggle and wanted to tell her to slow down, but it was hard when she was doing something she loved so much. You didn’t want to stand between her and her passion for performing, but it wasn’t easy watching her run herself ragged. Plus, you didn’t get to spend much time together.

Like tonight, she came home even later than usual, still wearing her dance practice clothes and completely exhausted. She threw her duffel bag down with a heavy sigh, then threw herself down on the couch next to you. Her head went straight into your lap, making you chuckle.

“Rough practice, bear?” you asked, turning your attention towards her.

“Of course.” she grumbled, nestling into the plush of your thighs. “Three hours in the studio followed by three hours of dance practice, then doing it all over again for my other group? It’s a little rough.”

“Awh, I’m sorry babe.” Your hand instinctively went to her head, making her freeze. You started running your fingers through her hair and lightly rubbing her scalp. She didn’t know how, but it was making her feel the most relaxed she had felt all week.

“Mm, that feels so good honey.” she whimpered, relaxing every muscle in her body until she was completely limp in your lap.

“My poor baby…” you began, petting the back of her head. “You must be exhausted if something this simple is making you relaxed. I wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard.”

“I suppose I could ask for a break…” she groaned, half asleep. No one else in the world would ever have been able to get through to her like you did. If anyone else asked her to take a break, she would have laughed in their face. But with the way you were playing with her hair, she was starting to see the appeal of spending less time at work and more time with her partner. Soon, she was seconds away from passing out on top of you. “I love you so much Y/N.”

You were taken aback at her confession, not knowing how to respond at first. You kind of just panicked and looked around the room frantically for a while, then stammered out a response. “Do you really mean that Seulgi?”

There was no response, and you were scared you had offended her somehow.

“Bear, I said are you sure?” you asked, rolling her towards you. It was then that you noticed, she was fast asleep in your lap. You smiled to yourself, then patted her head. “I love you too babe. Enjoy your rest, you deserve it.”

Wendy: The way you look at her when she gets all dressed up

You had both been invited to one of your closest friends’ weddings, and were very excited for the chance to dress all fancy and party. Right now, you were waiting in the living room for your girlfriend to finish getting ready, just scrolling through Instagram on your phone.

“Honey, do you know where my clutch is?” you heard her ask as she entered the room.

“Yeah it’s on the-“ you stopped mid-sentence as you looked up at her. She was absolutely stunning in her tight fitting black dress, her long, fit legs adorned with tights that led the eye down to her sexy red bottom heals.

“What’s wrong?” she chuckled, tucking a piece of her bob behind her ear hesitantly.

“Nothing, it’s just…” you got up and started walking towards her. “You look absolutely gorgeous, honey. Makes me speechless.”

She could drown in the look in your eyes right now. There was so much admiration in your expression, from your big, sparkly eyes to your bright, toothy grin. No one had ever looked at her like that, like truly looked at her. It was like you were taking in every little detail of her and loving it all unconditionally. It wouldn’t have met so much if it was from anyone else, because she… she loved you.

She didn’t feel comfortable telling you until after the wedding. You were both sitting under a pergola under the starry sky at the reception, drinking wine and talking.

“Y/N, I need to tell you that I’m in love with you. It’s okay if you don’t want to say it back, but I thought you should know. After all, no one looks at me the way you do.”

Joy: When you protect her from a stranger

You were having a date in the city, just walking around from shop to shop, when all of a sudden you got a call from work. Apparently your coworkers needed help with an issue that only you knew how to solve, and they wanted you to pop in for a bit while you were in the city. Joy was perfectly fine with it, after all it would only take a few minutes.

You gave her hand a quick squeeze before disappearing into your workplace, leaving her to wait outside. After she had been standing there for a few minutes, a man approached her and began hitting on her. When she refused, he started to get violent and try to drag her away.

“Hey, get the hell away from her you asshole!” you practically roared, sprinting out from the doorway towards them. You immediately ripped him away from Joy and stood protectively in front of her, still gripping onto the man’s arm tightly. You looked him dead in the eye as he struggled in your grasp. “If you ever touch my girl or any other woman like this again, I’ll rip your damn arm off, you hear me? Now get the hell out before I call the authorities.”

The man ran off like the coward he was, and you immediately turned around and hugged your girlfriend with a sigh. “Thank god I came out soon enough, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you did he?” you asked, putting your hands on her cheeks and examining her face.

Instead of looking scared, she looked very calm, and was looking up at you with the widest for eyes. “You just protected me from that guy. You must really love me.” she said dumbfounded.

You widened your eyes before chuckling nervously, dropping your hands back down to your hips. “Yeah, I do. I love you Joy, that’s why I can’t let anything happen to you.”

“Well I love you too Y/N. I just can’t believe it took some random creep harassing me for me to realize it.” You both erupted into laughter, letting your foreheads fall against each other. You shared a chaste kiss, then looked into each other’s eyes lovingly for a moment.

“Come on, let’s continue our date.” you told her, gesturing towards the sidewalk. “No more interruptions, I promise.”

Yeri: When you share everything with each other

The two of you always joked that if a stranger walked into your shared bedroom, they wouldn’t be able to tell who’s side was who’s. There was a mutual understanding that what’s yours is Yeri’s and what’s Yeri’s is yours. Your dressers were a perfect blend of each other’s clothes, and the vanity was covered in shared beauty products and perfumes. You guys shared everything. Makeup, hair ties, sunglasses, shampoo, shoes, books, food… it was all mutually owned, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

One particular night, Yeri was sat on the bed helping you get ready for a night out with your friends.

“Y/N babe, if you pair those embroidered jeans of yours with my leather jacket, that outfit will really stand out.” she observed, smiling at you through the reflection of your mirror.

“Oh that would be so cute!” you squealed, getting changed. “I bet your yellow shoes would look perfect with this. And where did you put my black handbag?”

“Let me get it for you, I took it out a few nights ago and left it in the kitchen.” you explained, getting up and leaving the room. She quickly found the handbag on the counter and made her way back to your room. However, the sight of you caught her off guard, making her freeze in the doorway.

“What do you think?” you asked, holding out your arms to show off the completed outfit.

She shook her head in disbelief at how wonderful you looked. “I think you need to stay home because everyone’s going to be checking you out in that.” she giggled, holding your bag out to you. “You look hot as hell in a combination our stuff. It’s like… we belong to each other you know. I love that. And I love you.”

You scrunched your your nose in a smile, putting your hands over your face. “Kim Yerim, did you just confess your love to me?” you squeaked.

“I did.” she told you, wrapping her arms up around your shoulders. “Do you love me back?”

“Of course I do.” you giggled, feeling happy tears prickle your eyes. “You know, maybe I don’t need to go out tonight. I’d much rather be with the woman I love.”

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Secret Admirer pt. 2 || Seulgi

(PLEASE READ THE FIRST SECRET ADMIRER BEFORE READING THIS.. OR REREAD IF YOU NEED A REFRESHER ON THE STORYLINE !!)

♡ Member: Classmate*Seulgi x

Loser*Femreader

♡ Theme: ;)

♡ Warning: None

♡ Description: For months you've communicated with Seulgi by sending her secret admirer letters, but one day you decide to try taking things further between the two of you.

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Seulgi furrows her brows, tilting her head at you with confusion, but still accepts the paper.

Jittering teeth chatter behind your sealed lips and you fiddle with the stray threads hanging from the hem of your skirt as you anxiously watch Seulgi unfold the note. Once she finally reveals it to herself, scanning over the written words, it takes everything in you to not shut your eyes out of fear, clutching tighter onto the fabric of your skirt.

♡ Surprise! I hope you're satisfied. ♡

If so, WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE?

ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ ♡

— XOXO, Candy ♡

Seulgi reads the note out lowly, just enough for you to hear, repeating herself as her mind soaks in and fully comprehends the words.

"Candy.." Seulgi mutters to herself again, slowly lifting her head and staring at you with an unreadable expression. Was it shock? Impressment? Disgust?

To make this interaction go by quicker before you melt into a puddle of shame from the overlapping feelings that continue to sting at you, you reveal Seulgi's Valentine's gifts from behind you and show them off to her. "I.. I got you this."

You pull out a bouquet and set it gently in her arms. "I honestly don't know what kind of flowers these are, but since I saw they were orange and know that your favorite color is orange I bought them for you." You then hand her a tiny gift basket. "I got you this panda bear because you had mentioned it was your favorite animal, and I tried to craft you this uh.. sort of bouquet of lollipops thing instead of giving you anything chocolate related since I remembered you said you weren't the hugest fan of it.. And then there's just some filler confetti down there at the bottom and uh.. yeah.. that's it.

I know it's not a lot, it's just all I could afford and— yeah.”

You pin your focus on anywhere but Seulgi's direction as she takes the basket from you. You grab onto the ends of your pigtails tightly, nervously glancing up to watch her examine your gifts, seeing her pull the stuffed panda out for a better look. She checks out the little orange bowtie detail you'd sewn on it and the custom orange cursive of her name you had embroidered into the bottom of the plushie's foot.

Seulgi looks up at you again in what looks like disbelief, her lips parted in a small 'o.' You squeeze your pigtails tighter, trying so hard not to avoid eye contact as you wait for what she'll say.

"You.. You're seriously Candy? You're the one who's been sending me the admirer letters all this time?"

Your body hairs stick up cold, hesitantly nodding your head in confirmation.

You're so uncertain by Seulgi. There's no telling what her next move could be, but as of what it seems like right now, all you can do is just prepare for the worst for the way her silence is speaking for her.

You ball your shaky fists to your side, squeezing your eyes shut, not able to look at her for any longer as the deafening silence continues on, and the longer it lasts—the longer of it allowing your negative thoughts to speak to you—the more of the war between you and your self-consciousness takes over, your mind unfortunately winning and now has you feeling like you've messed up, badly.

"Seulgi.. I'm so sor—"

At last out of fear, you try to apologize to Seulgi for clearly wasting her time, but to your utmost surprise, your muscles go tense, gasping sharply from the feeling of small arms tied around you as you're forced into a sudden hug.

Your eyes shoot open from the unexpected gesture and your mind runs to a panic when you look down to see Seulgi tightly wrapped around you. You don't know what to do. You continue to stand there frozen in place for what feels like hours until Seulgi eventually lets go of you.

You cover your burning cheeks, staring at Seulgi in embarrassment and confusion.

"Wha—? What was that for?" you ask nervously in a hush, your trembling voice barely audible for even you to hear.

Seulgi smiles, placing her gifts on the bench and pulls you in for another hug, holding you less tightly than before which allows your body to seek comfort of what feels like a homey warmth into the embrace this time.

"Thank you."

You freeze, the contact and scent of her so close to you, the warmness of her voice melting into your ear as she abruptly expresses her gratitude for you, giving you all kinds of jumbled-up feelings you weren't prepared to feel early this morning. "Thank you? A "Thank You?" For what?!" You reluctantly wrap your arms around Seulgi's lower back, hesitant and unsure if this action is appropriate despite her already hugging you twice now.

"Everything!" Seulgi pulls back, grazing her slender fingers down your arms and holds onto your hands, sealing them together by locking your fingers. She gazes at you with gentle eyes. "From the letters to all the thought you put into these gifts, even if you think it's not a lot, remembering all of these specific things about me—No one's ever done anything like this for me!

Like, the determination you have with how consistent you've been for the past months with writing and sending me these letters, the way you're so polite and nice and understanding with me and never fail to keep me engaged. I can always tell you're serious about what you say, and the fact you built up all of this courage to reveal yourself to me despite being this seemingly shy person tells me enough about you and I appreciate it so so much.

My friends don't even have my birthday fully locked in memory, yet, you still remembered from one conversation we had weeks ago that I don't prefer chocolate?!

I don't know.. it just makes me so happy knowing there's someone in this world with all this devotion and would actually waste the time out of their life to do all of these amazing things for me so honestly I don't think I could say thank you enough!"

Your mouth falls in shock.

You weren't expecting this reaction, at all.

She didn't even question anything or think twice about the fact that you, her confirmed secret admirer, are a girl. "I— wow.. so, uh.. do you just not care that I'm a girl?.. a girl that has a crush on you? I mean, you seemed so sure that I was a boy when talking with your friends yesterday— I mean—" You slap your hand over your mouth.

"Well, I can't really say I was expecting my secret admirer to end up being a girl.. but between you and me," she whispers in a playful tone, looking side to side and leans in closer to your ear, "I never minded the thought of it happening."

Your tense gaze at her softens just barely. "Wait.. so.. do you like girls?" you ask, quickly biting back your lip, already regretting if this is too personal of an ask.

"Well—" Seulgi squeezes your hands tighter, cutting herself off by biting her lip as she stares off in thought, looking as if she's almost uncertain about herself. You break the silence, asking her again quickly, a more greater question. "Do you like me? You know, feel any attraction?"

Seulgi looks back at you, more quiet than she was before. "I'd be lying if I said that I've ever been attracted to you because well.. we've never really talked. I don't see you often and if I do you're just so distanced away from anyone, so I've never really been given an opportunity if m being honest..

But, I can say that I can definitely see myself getting to know more about you in the future and see where things can lead to after that."

Seulgi latches her palm onto your cheek, her thumb and pointer finger gently nipping at your baby fat. "And you're just so cute! How could I not want to?"

You blush deeper at her teasing, failingly covering the lower half of your face to hide your sheepishness. "So, does this mean you'll be my Valentine?!" you ask her excitedly, your eyes gleaming when she answers with a single nod. "I would love to—"

You interrupt Seulgi before she can even complete her sentence, this time, you being the one who brings her into a tight bear hug, snuggling your head deeply into the crook of her neck, taking in her sweet scent and embracing the feeling of her body so close with yours. "Thank you! Thank you!" you squeal into her neck.

You pull back, looking away from her embarrassed from your sudden outburst, and scratch your arm. Seulgi smiles, glancing ahead of you, then reaches over to grab her gifts from the bench and looks back at you. "Come on, we should probably go inside before school starts." Seulgi holds her hand out, inviting yours to join hers. You giggle shyly, slowly creeping your hand over until it links with hers. Then you two walk off. "You know, I did these pigtails today just for you because you said it was your favorite hairstyle. How is it?"

Seulgi smiles as you two enter the double doors. "Adorable."

Your tiny mind can't believe that this is truly happening. Not only is Seulgi your valentine now, but she's proud about it, showing it off to the world as you two walk through the hallways hand in hand, although the peers around you probably wouldn't think twice about you two, most likely thinking you're just close friends like every other that's girl seen in this school holding hands with another girl.

—

You couldn't remember a single thing your teacher mentioned in discussion during first period because all you could think about was wow—this is not a dream. You and Seulgi could potentially be girlfriends by the next few days, or weeks.. or months?.. yeah, you're still not too familiar with the idea of how quickly these relationship things begin and whatnot.

You barely even survived gym class; Seulgi letting you run with her during laps, standing next to her during stretches, and you doing horribly at trying not to be obvious when you'd admire the way her body coordinated in that now blessing of a uniform as she'd bend all around.

But you really knew the beginning of this relationship or bond thing between the two of you was going to be serious once Seulgi invited you to sit with her during lunch. No— forced you to sit with her and her clique, sitting you down right beside her and keeping you in close.

All eyes fell on you as the friend group looked at you, clearly confused as to why you were all of a sudden seated there with them today, and honestly were quite judging with their stares.

All that the staring made you want to do was hide, and you didn't even dare to try sparing any eye contact with these girls. "Who's she?" one of them curiously asked Seulgi, but the hidden tone in her voice sounded very uninvitingly of you being there.

"She's Y/N, one of my new friends!" Seulgi explained to her happily. "—Well, I've never seen you hang out with her," another girl chimed in, raising her eyebrow at the both of you, clearly trying to throw some sort of shade.

"Hence, why I said new friend. We got closer today," Seulgi clarified, her forced smile flashed brightly to mask the tinge of annoyance you noticed in her voice. She was starting to get irritated at all of her friends' judgment. You bit your lip awkwardly as you looked down at your lunch tray, already embarrassed by the thick atmosphere your presence alone just being there had already caused.

Before anyone could make any more comments about you, the girl sitting on the other side of Seulgi looked down, noticing the earlier gifts you had given sticking out from the opening of Seulgi's bag. "Oh my gosh, Seulgi! Who got you these? You have a valentine?!"

Immediately, the tension died down and you were already nothing but a lost topic as everyone leaned over the table to check out the gifts sitting alongside Seulgi. Seulgi waved for everyone to sit and calm down and pulled out the gifts so the girls could see better. "Yes, guys.. I do have a valentine!" Seulgi confirmed to them with a blush, rolling her eyes playfully and covering her mouth to hide her smug smile.

"Who is it?!" one friend demanded, the others murmuring around, wanting to know the same.

You quickly stole a glance over to Seulgi's direction, staring nervously as you wondered what she was going to say to them.

Seulgi shook her head at them. "I'm not telling you!"

"Come on! Why? Is he ugly or something?"

"No— of course not!" Seulgi defended. "You guys just don't need to know everything about my life," she told them jokingly, but behind the smile, it was obvious she was serious about her words.

All of her friends in unison sighed dramatically with a roll of their eyes. "Seriously? Come on! Just give us a hint! Is he from the football team?"

"No."

"Basketball?"

"No."

"Is he in our English language class?"

"No."

"Is he hot?"

"Yes."

"Do we know him?"

"Is he in here right now?—"

"—Okay guys stop. I'm telling you right now, you're not going to guess who he is! And no matter what you do or say I'm not going to tell you anything," Seulgi stated firmly.

"Okay whatever.. just know, we're still not going to stop bothering you about this until we find out who he is."

Seulgi sighed with a dry laugh, mixing in with her friends' ticklish laughter. The girls around continued to talk with and exchange Valentine's gossip with each other while Seulgi turned over to you, seeing how noticeably uncomfortable you had gotten as you stared down at your tray, not a single bite of your food eaten.

"Can you give me your phone for a sec?" Seulgi whispered to you. You looked up, uncertain of what she would possibly need it for, but nodded anyway and handed your unlocked phone to her.

Really, you were surprised in yourself at how quickly and easily you gave her your phone, not even thinking twice about all of the bad things she could've planned on doing with it.

Not too long after, she handed you back your phone while pulling out her own. You looked at her confused until you felt a vibration a few seconds later come from your phone. You glanced down, seeing a message notification from an unfamiliar contact.

[Seulgi]

| sorry about them.. they can be a handful to deal with sometimes haha

| also sorry for lying to them about us

| i know ur upset

| i've never told any of them that i find attraction in girls so i had to continue with the thought that my valentine was a guy

| it's nothing against you i promise :(

[You]

| I know.. I get it though :):

Seulgi frowned when she heard you exhale a sigh from beside her.

[Seulgi]

| yk i wish i could've given you something for valentines if i would've known it was you behind those notes

| i would've had something so cute for you!!!

[You]

| Oh, NO no it's fine! Really

| Just seeing you enjoy my gifts is perfect enough for me :D

[Seulgi]

| :) ♡

The corner of your lips reached your cheekbones as you smiled stupidly at your phone, blushing and your heart fluttering around as you read the messages, continuously scanning over the heart emoji she sent.

You turned to face Seulgi, shyly smiling at her while she smiled back. Your attention was brought back down once you felt the buzz of your phone again.

[Seulgi]

| you should probably eat before your food gets cold

[You]

| Oh yeah..

*hearted message*

*Contact name has been changed to

"Seulgi ♡♡♡"*

Seulgi giggled softly watching as you quickly stuffed a spoonful of rice in your mouth after placing your phone down.

—

You walked to your locker at the end of the day with a joyful heart. For once, you didn't feel like you wanted to hide from the world, you were proud of yourself, strutting down the once terrifying hallways, feeling the most confident you never thought you could be.

Crazy how much Seulgi's effect can have on a person.

After grabbing your belongings you exited the building by yourself, like always, and walked down the concrete steps. While making your detour to the sidewalk, you heard your name from afar get called out which quickly stopped you. You warily turned around, startled by the sudden yell, but settled your nerves once you saw Seulgi standing by the tennis court frantically waving over for you. You could see her motion two fingers for you to come, so of course with your obedient heart, you hurriedly skipped over.

When standing in front of Seulgi, you shyly fidgeted with your fingers. "Hi.."

"Hey, Y/N! Sorry for stopping you at a busy moment like this, but I just wanted to finally give you a Valentine's gift!"

"Really?!" you gasped, glancing down at her arms and the ground, though seeing nothing. "You know, you didn't have to.. What is it?!"

"Close your eyes," she instructed and with no hesitation you did as she said, holding your hands out, expecting a physical item to end up in your possession, but something happened that you weren't expecting in the slightest. Something you had only ever daydreamed of happening.. You wanted to scream, hide, run away, but you managed for your body to accept it, feeling Seulgi's tender lips pressed against your cheek, her lipstick staining pink on you once she lifted back.

By this point, you couldn't control yourself anymore, your legs and hands were shaking violently and you had lost all ability to speak as your jaw hung open. You knew you looked like an idiot, and your face had to have been as red as a chili pepper by then, you could feel the heat emanating from your shaken body.

"S..Seulgi..." you struggled out, entirely caught off guard by her action and touched your cheeks, gently patting on the area where her lips once were.

Seulgi winked at you, finally walking off. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

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{One month later}

"I've never had a sleepover before," you admit quietly as you enter Seulgi's bedroom, looking around in awe, admiring the spacious room.

"Seriously? Never?!" Seulgi asks surprised, closing and locking the door behind her. You shake your head sadly and place your night bag near her bed.

"Well then," Seulgi starts, "I guess I'll just have to make this the best, most unforgettable sleepover you'll ever have!" She grabs you from the waist, pulling you in close to her side, and you bubble a coy laugh at the swift movement of her gesture, still not used to being this touchy with anyone. "So uh, what do people usually do at sleepovers? Is it like what the movies show?"

Seulgi shrugs. "I mean, guess they can be like that sometimes. You know, realistically it's usually more tamed down than the movies, but tonight we can just do what you want!"

"Oh, okay," you mumble with a nod, holding your thumb up.

"So, what do you wanna do?"

"I don't know.." you mumble awkwardly, "I guess we could watch a movie?.. People do that at sleepovers, right?" you suggest, your voice rising more high-pitched the more unsure you start to sound. Seulgi chuckles, seeing your lack of experience shine through. "Of course they do!" Seulgi turns on her TV and once on hands you the remote. "You can choose the movie."

"Oh uh, I'm not really that good at choosing stuff.." you mutter, hesitantly taking the remote.

"Don't worry, I'll watch whatever you put on!"

You nod with that and scroll through the catalog until you click on a random comedy movie that you thought was something Seulgi would enjoy. "Do you want anything to eat or snack on?" Seulgi asks as she turns off the light and gets ready to exit the room while you make yourself comfortable in her bed. You shake your head. "You sure?" She asks again and you nod reassuringly, although you are, in fact, hungry.

Seulgi arrives back as quickly as she exits the room, not wanting to leave her guest on her own for too long, and returns with a small carton of strawberry ice cream, your personal favorite, though she doesn't know.

Seulgi scoots next to you on the bed. "You readyy?" she smirks, wiggling her eyebrows playfully to spark your excitement. "Yup!" you reply, trying to mimic her brow movements to match her energy which only causes her to laugh more.

As the movie plays, you sneak glances over in Seulgi's direction from time to time, eying the ice cream, watching as the amount gradually gets smaller. Your glances don't go unnoticed once Seulgi notices your gaze in the corner of her eye and turns to you with a smirk. "Whatcha looking at?" she teases.

You quickly look away embarrassed and put your focus back on the movie, ignoring her question.

"You want some, don't you? Don't worry, you can have some if you'd like!" Seulgi holds her hand out, offering you the carton. You gladly take the ice cream, but once you pull out the spoon, you then realize it's the same spoon she'd been eating off of this entire time. Are you supposed to use it? Is this how friends share things at sleepovers? Did she just forget to give you a different spoon? You hold up the spoon, tilting your head at Seulgi.

"Oh sorry, did you want your own?"

Oh, so it was intentional.

You quickly shake your head at her. "Oh— uh.. no— no! It's good!" You use the used spoon to scoop up the ice cream and shakily place it in your mouth.

This is technically like a kiss, right, you thought. Did you just kiss Seulgi? Or maybe you're just thinking too much into it since you've never had any friends to live the experience of sharing food with before.

After swallowing your spoonful, Seulgi grabs the spoon from you, taking another scoop for herself.

For the next ten minutes of the movie, you and Seulgi take turns eating from the tub, somehow, during the middle of it, creating a sort of silent competition of who could successfully get the final scoop.

You won, afterward teasing and poking fun at Seulgi for being too slow. You two laughed it off, but as it calmed down, Seulgi just stared at you, silently, and continued to do so for a good couple of seconds. The longer she looked at you, the more you started to get self-conscious and ran back to your usual overthinking.

"What? What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask nervously, wondering if she'd been staring at excess ice cream stuck to the corners of your mouth or if what you had thought you both knew was an just innocent game had instead gotten her upset.

"Nothing, you're just really pretty."

What?

Your brain doesn't want to believe her words because after all, you probably do have leftover ice cream sitting on your face. Your hair's messily tied up, you still have on those big ass nerdy glasses.. you're literally wearing my little pony pajamas for goodness sake!

Overall in conclusion, right now you know you're just not attractive in the slightest bit, yet.. you just couldn't help yourself from blushing like a loser and covering your cheeks from the compliment.

Seulgi has called you "cute" and "adorable" many times during the last few weeks, and they definitely flattered you, yes, but this compliment was something new, something you never thought you'd hear from anyone's mouth seriously besides your mother. And in honesty, this was something your fragile mind had been needing to hear for a long time, especially in a moment like this where you're nothing but being and looking like your true self.

"N-No! You're pretty!— I mean— Aaggh!" You grab one of Seulgi's fluffy pillows and stuff your head into it, hiding your cherry-red face. Seulgi giggles at your reaction and leans in to hug you. "Stop, you're always so cute when you react like this!"

The force of her hug somehow manages to push you two down to your backs, her arms still wrapped around you and her leg slightly resting on top of yours. Seulgi pulls the pillow away, allowing your burning face to look at her, all flustered and shy of embarrassment. She smiles down at you and you giggle shyly, wanting to cover your face once more.

Soon, the embarrassment wears off, but now you and Seulgi just remain staring at each other silently. You don't even know why though, but you do know you sure don't want to look away. You can't. It's like there's a force keeping you like this.

Apparently, that force didn't want to just stop at eye contact because before you knew it, Seulgi's lips were pressed softly against yours.

Your foggy mind quickly wakes up, your eyes going wide as you look across at Seulgi whose eyes are shut closed, feeling deep into the kiss. You internally panic, not knowing how to react and look side to side now with so many new confusing thoughts and feelings as your lips mindlessly move in sync with hers.

Oh my gosh— your first kiss and it's with Seulgi.. Seulgi?!

You slightly squeal when you feel Seulgi's lips part and her tongue seek out to find yours. You don't what in the world to do, your virgin lips have never made out with anyone before, so you just try to copy what you feel her doing, mimicking the way her tongue rolls with yours while still looking around the dark room frantically. After a few seconds, you tense down and get used to this feeling, finally closing your eyes and allowing yourself to ease into the kiss.

You don't want this to stop, you want to taste the sweet strawberry coated all in her mouth some more, but after what feels like an eternity, yet somehow not long enough, you two softly pull back from the kiss, fluttering your eyes open and looking right into hers. You two can't even say anything to each other, Seulgi's face now blushing a deep red like yours.

As if it was possible, you were gaining even deeper feelings for Seulgi.. and with the way her eyes are admiring, you can tell she's starting to feel them too.

Without a second thought or word, you quickly dig into your pajama shorts pocket, pulling out a folded paper. You were going to give this to Seulgi the next day, having already made an entire plan beforehand for how you originally were going to use it, but after this kiss something clicked something in you, making you realize you had to do this action quickly because at this point, there was no room in your heart to wait any longer for something you so desperately desired.

Seulgi looks down, feeling the note placed in her hand, you continuing to stay silent.

You would normally be nervous at a moment like this, but the determination you feel drastically overweighs those feelings as you watch her unfold and read the note.

Will you be my G♡rlfr♡end, Kang Seulgi?

— Candy ♡

Seulgi looks at you with a blank expression, suddenly confusing you when she hops off the bed to pick up her school bag without saying a word. She sits back beside you, pulls out a pen, and takes the note.

You watch as she flips it over to the blank side and starts writing on it. Then with a smile, she hands it back to you.

It's about time you'd ask :)

— Candy's girlfriend

LOL hope you guys are satisfied with this ending sorry to keep you so suspenseful for so long

— Seulgiwifee ໒꒰ྀི♡˵ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀི১

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fayeforrosie · 6 months

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Angstober Day 3~ Miscommunication

Seulgi x Fem! Reader

KinkFluffAngstober Day 3~ Miscommunication with Kang Seulgi

Warnings- Swearing, mention of sex, seulgi is a walking red flag

Word count- 1.1k (my shortest one yet😟)

Seulgi pulls her head away from in between your legs, huffing in short breaths as she looks above her and sees your messy state atop of the sink. The bass from the outside party has yet to stop blasting through your ear drums every since Seulgi dragged you into this shiny marble bathroom.

After seeing you in the miniscule black dress you had worn for the sole attention of the girl, Seulgi groaned and rolled her eyes at the thought of anyone else seeing you, and placed her champagne class on the table adjacent to her and left her members, bringing you to where you are now.

Seulgi cups your cheek harshly and forces it towards her face, attacking your lips fervently as though she'd been hungry for you all night, your own juices flowing from her tongue back into yours.

You moaned at the taste and pulled her closer, that is until the both of your heads snapped to the door in response to a few short knocks, followed by a voice asking if everything was alright.

You couldn't make out the face the voice belonged to, but you figured Seulgi did as she immediately pulled away from your lips, pulling her shirt over her head as if in a race, fixing her hair evenly.

"Wait Seul," you softly request, ready to speak to the woman the words that have been on your mind for more months than you can count.

She turns around to face you, almost seeming irritated by the fact that you were calling her once again after your business was already concluded.

"What is it?" Seulgi asked nonchalantly.

You feel awkward still resting yourself on top of the sink, so you hop down to meet her eye level. Instead of looking you back in the eyes, Seulgi's fixation seems to be fixated on your exposed chest, eyeing them like a treasure chest filled with gold.

"I was thinking...," you begin, and she nods but continues to fixate on your body, "and I wanted to say this earlier but... I feel like you only want to see me, or call me, or text me when you're in the mood. I'm never your first choice to go out to dinner with, or have a nice picnic outside, or grab a coffee with. I'm just the girl that you call up when you want pussy, and honestly just... I want something more than that."

It was true. Seulgi only ever interacted with you if she wanted a quick fuck or to play with your body unrepentantly. She would take other woman out on dates, experimenting with various other girls to find someone she truly liked. She's even went as far as sending you a picture once while she was out on a date, only to explain later that she wanted to make you jealous so she can fuck you while your mad, claiming you looked hot when heated.

Nobody knew about you. She decided to keep you her own secret, and when you would ask why she would never want to mention you to her groupmates, or her other friends, it was always the same response.

"I want to be the only one to know about you, since you're mine and nobody else can have you."

You knew it was bullshit, because Seulgi could care less if she was on a casual stroll down the street and saw you were out on a date with someone. Her eye wouldn't even spare a blink.

You wanted Seulgi as something more than just a booty call, you wanted her in every state, in every way. But what was the point if Seulgi only used you for your body, and also the fact that she would continuously remind you how sexy and attractive you were, but never how kind and beautiful instead.

Seulgi, already anticipating your whole speech sooner or later, rolled her eyes and went back to putting her clothes on.

"Y/n I've told you this, I am so fucking busy with work every day. I do so much for us-"

"That's not true!" You exclaim, your hands pushing the woman's shoulders to make her stumble back into the wall, and if it had not been you to do that, Seulgi probably would have spit in their face and walked away.

"Seul I see you talk to other girls! I hear about everything you say to them! Why can't you do the same to me?"

You sounded alost desperate, and absolutely hated the words that were spurting from your tongue, cringing with every syllable.

"Did you forget what we talked about when this whole thing started Y/n?" Seulgi slowly approaches you, walking you backwards until your back comes into contact with the cold marble of the sink.

"This thing between us, is specifically just sex. I've said that."

It pains you to hear Seulgi's sincereness, your brain screaming continuously to just give up on her and walk out of this party, but your heart knew you couldn't.

"Seulgi we've been doing this for two years," you sigh, "I want you in more ways than just sex."

The woman laughs in your face, turning around as if asking the audience "did you just hear what she said?", and it ruined you. The tears waste no time in filling the brim of your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.

"Y/n, let's get this clear," her finger pushes against your chest, any harder and she would poke you through your heart.

"You are the only person I ever have sex with now, so first of all, you should be grateful."

She's ridiculous, it almost makes you laugh.

"Second of all, you might want to go on all these stupid little dates together, and get ice cream and watch movies and live happily ever after, but it doesn't fucking work that way, so we must have had a miscommunication in what this", Seulgi waves her finger back and forth from herself to you, "is."

You go to open your mouth and reply to her, but she cuts you off with more to say.

"I made it clear to you what we were getting ourselves into, so whatever you thought, is never gonna happen," her finger now pushes against your forehead, "so get that out of your head."

With that, Seulgi picks up her phone from off of the toilet seat cover, opening the door brutally before she slams it behind her, not even sparring a final glance.

So now you're back in your familiar place, on your knees, head dug into your hands as the sobs wreak from you throat.

It didn't matter anyway, because in two days you know she's going to show up at your apartment door, kissing away each apology and promising good sex as an expression of regret.

And if that's all you could do to stay by her side, then so be it.

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