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pt. 1, pt. 2
â bada broke up with y/n but desperately wants her back, so y/n takes it upon herself to have some fun with the tall girl.
⢠since that conversation with bada, you didnât think she was serious with her confession.
⢠it had been so long since you two dated, she couldnât have been still into you⌠especially since sheâs the one who broke up with you in the first place.
⢠yet she made it noticeable to everyone on set that you were hers.
⢠which you werenât.
⢠she cheered for you whenever you danced, only complimenting your skills, telling everyone around about how proud she was with the success you found, driving you to and from set every day, constantly coming into your crewsâ hideout room.
⢠she texted you every morning and every night, and every time she had free time.
⢠and you. ever so lovely you. just couldnât help but look forward to every time a notification with her name on it. but youâd rather not let anyone know that.
⢠it was no secret that this competition didnât hold any meaning for bada when it came to you.
⢠however, it was your crew against badaâs in the k-pop mission and although bebe had won, bada couldnât help but feel nauseous at the thought of you going home.
⢠when it was announced that it was seventh and eighth place up for elimination, with your team being sixth, bada couldnât stop herself from rushing over to you and hugging the daylights out of you.
⢠the amount of relief felt by this girl was insane. you had been so close to leaving and bada couldnât stand the thought of watching you go⌠again.
⢠you could feel everyoneâs eyes on you, feeling your cheeks redden with embarrassment from being the centre of attention, not sure if mnet will turn this into plot line for the show.
⢠âbada, let me go, i canât breathe.â you let out a gasp for air as the tall girl had wrapped you tightly in her arms.
⢠the handsome girl laughs while smiling sheepishly at you, letting go slowly but still remaining in contact with you.
⢠you didnât know if you were adamant or reluctant, but you shooed bada back to her stand with her crew.
⢠were you ready to be back with bada? she had broken your heart in such an abrupt way that left you heartbroken till even now. she had been your first love, first kiss, first everything.
⢠and she left you like you were her first mistake.
⢠yet you couldnât stop thinking about her, and you had been doing so well! but bada had always been persistent, always determined to get what she wants, not thinking of how it would affect anyone else.
⢠sure some may say it was a red flag of hers, but you loved the colour red.
⢠the two bottom teams were competing with each other, a bittersweet moment where the other crews were cheering everyone on.
⢠no one wanted to see anyone go, but you were grateful it wasnât your team nor was it badaâs.
⢠your teammate and best friend, yuna, grasped your hand as it was announced that tsubakill was going home. you had met the japanese team prior to the show, on one of your escapades to japan.
⢠feeling an immense amount of sadness arise in you, tears rushed down your cheeks as you and your team hug your friends.
⢠âyou are so talented, akanen. youâre such a strong dancer,â you hug the tsubakill leader.
⢠as you pull apart, you feel a hand grab your arm, pulling you back in a slightly rough manner. looking up, about to curse at whoever is grabbing you, you lock eyes with your ex-lover.
⢠she did not look impressed.
⢠her tongue was poking the inside of her cheek as her lips were slightly ajar, her eyes were slitted with a stoic expression adorning her features.
⢠you couldnât help but think that she was the hottest person on the planet, especially when she was mad.
⢠feeling her hot breath on your neck, shivers travel down your spine as she whispers, âsheâs so talented, huh? is she stronger than i am? do you like her more than me?â
⢠you couldnât believe what you were hearing⌠is bada jealous?????
⢠laughing a bit, you slip your hand out of badaâs grip and raise your brow. teasing the jealous girl probably wasnât the brightest idea, but you deserved to have your fun with her.
⢠âoh yes, sheâs much better.â
⢠if you and bada were in a cartoon, sheâd have smoke coming out her ears and nostrils. but since you both on set, she couldnât do anything about it and you were enthralled at the thought.
⢠moving back to your crew, you could feel the eyes of your ex-girlfriendâs eyes on you, watching your every movement.
⢠nothing changed, even when filming came to an end
⢠trying to avoid the tall girl at all costs, you purposely waited twenty minutes after you heard bebe leave their hideout.
⢠walking out, you were confident that you had missed bada⌠until you stepped outside to reach your car and heard a very familiar voice.
⢠âthat wasnât very funny, y/n.â bada pushed herself off the wall, as she had been leaning on it, waiting for you to leave the mnet building.
⢠âI thought it was cute, seeing you all jealous.â you laugh as you approach your car.
⢠without any notice, you feel yourself pushed against your car, trapped between bada and the vehicle. feeling bada so close to you brought back memories, very suppressed memories from your time together years ago.
⢠âiâm not going anywhere, love, so make me jealous as much as you want but youâll be the one paying for it in the end.â
helloooo,
this is like a part three to bada breaking up with you?
so i hope you all enjoy and thank you for reading!
lots of love,
j <3
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the way thereâs so many bada lee fics now compared to like a week ago⌠;-;
thank you everyone for feeding my delusions <3
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You Got It, pt. 3
Bada Lee x Reader
Synopsis: Y/n wants nothing to do with Bada, but Bada cannot bring herself to let y/n go.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Update: you never wanted to dance again.
Your dancing career lasted all about 12 minutes, but the idea of dance just reminded you of bada and she was the last person you wanted on your mind.
Yet, she was the only one on your mind.
It didn't help that she was blowing up your phone, alternating between texting and calling. Each attempt ending in failure as the look of her name pop up on your phone made you sick to your stomach.
You felt so stupid. Coming to Korea was only supposed to last three months, yet here you are, catching feelings for someone you probably wont ever see again. And to think she liked you.
Little ol' you.
You werenât like the crowd Bada hung around. You trip over thin air, you arenât popular, youâre go to university for a practical degree, afraid to try chase your dreams because itâs not financially realistic. Youâre just y/n l/n, and you were regular.
An ordinary girl, not made to be with someone of Bada's calibre.
Maybe thatâs why you ran away from the party as soon as you saw Bada and Redlic. Deep down inside, you knew that nothing would ever happen between you and the dancer. You had never been one to be unrealistic and to allow yourself to fall into the depths of your fantasies. Your dreams, delusions and true desires were hidden in your soul, unspoken and invisible to those around you. You canât allow yourself to have false hope, especially when it comes to love.
Bada Lee had been the centre of those desires since the day you met.
And now you find yourself sitting outside your Airbnb, the night before your flight home, with a heavy weighted pressure on your chest and silent pleas to the stars for something good to happen.
You can hear the door leading inside slide open. Expecting it to be Gigi, you donât bother to look up from your position between your knees, closing your eyes to try forget the past three months.
âY/n-â that voice isnât Gigiâs. Your eyes shoot wide open, easily recognising the voice youâve been hearing every day since that dance class.
âNot now Bada,â you whisper into the dead of the night, keeping you head between your legs like a kicked puppy.
You felt the dancer plop down beside you, gently brushing against you and you couldnât tell if she had done that on purpose or not. There was no point fretting about it, Bada isnât yours and will never be.
âGigi let me in,â Bada started to say, taking a deep breath, âshe said youâre leaving tomorrow.â
You lifted your head slightly, to relieve your neck from the discomfort of bending it for long. You couldnât bring yourself to look at the girl beside you.
âYou havenât been picking up my calls-â
âWhy should I?â Animosity fills your tone as you interrupt Bada, who just sighs in response. Silence fills the space between you two as neither of you are quite sure on what to say to each other.
Clearing her throat quietly, breaking the awkward synergy between you and her, Bada takes the first step to mending your relationship.
âIâm so sorry for the other night, y/n. I didnât mean to kiss Redlic, I was drunk and I had been trying to look for you but then she said she needed to talk to me-â Bada stops talking as you finally decide to look at her.
Bada couldnât help but think you looked so precious with your puffy eyes and red cheeks from the cold. She hated that she was the one who made you feel like this, but she couldnât be more grateful to be the one with you right now.
As you two stare at each other, a quiet longing shared between your eyes, you whisper for Bada to carry on. So she does.
âI followed her into the room and I asked her whatâs wrong,â Bada sighs as she rubs her face with her hands, âRedlic said that she saw the way I looked at you and it wasnât fair because sheâs liked me longer than Iâve even known you, and then she kissed me.â
Your breath hitches slightly as Bada recalls her and Redlic kissing, the memory flashes through your head making your face scrunch in hurt and disgust.
Bada continues, âand then you walked in y/n. I swear, when you did, it was like I had immediately sobered up and knew I fucked up right away. I tried to chase after you but Redlic tried to keep me back, she said I should leave you alone and stay with her but I couldnât. When I managed to get outside, your Uber was driving away.â
Tears prick your eyes at Badaâs explanation, you didnât know what this meant for you two. You were leaving tomorrow. Deep in your thoughts, you donât notice Bada taking one of your hands that were cracking your fingers, something you did when you were nervous, bringing you back to reality.
Staring down at your interlocked hands, you didnât have the willpower to pull your hand out of the embrace and you simply didnât want to.
âBada,â you hoarsely say, âweâre not even together, you donât need to tell me any of this.â
âThatâs the thing y/n, I want us to be together. This past month has been the best month of my life since you came along,â Bada leans into you, your shoulders huddled next to each other.
You shut your eyes, almost in phantom pain. You were confused, why did she have to come here? Why did she want to be with you, knowing youâre leaving? Why did your heart swell when she said those words?
Bada suddenly stands up, pulling you along as she still has a deathly grip on your hand. Letting out yelps of protest, your questions go unanswered as she pulls you out of the house and to her car. You hesitantly climb into the vehicle, eyeing out the taller girl, who just gives you a toothy grin and gets in the car herself.
âWhere are we going, Bada?â You ask as she pulls out of your driveway. She doesnât answer you as she drives along the streets of Seoul, the gently colours inconsistently lighting up her face and you couldnât help but think she belonged in an art gallery.
As the drive continues, silence settling over you, a hand grips your thigh. You look over at Bada to see she has one hand on the steering wheel while the other is on you, her thumb gently rubbing against your skin.
Why is this happening to me?! Youâre frustrated in several ways, not understanding why the universe is doing this to you a day before you return home.
Suddenly, you notice the recognisable sign that has been a repetitive part of your life in the past month.
JustJerk Dance Academy
âYou brought me to your studio?â You are so confused, but Bada nods and hurries out the car to open your door.
You whisper a quiet âthank youâ, butterflies filling your entire body at the way Bada smiles at you before grabbing your hand, directing you both inside.
As she goes to open the door, she places a hand over your eyes. You yelp in surprise, grabbing Badaâs wrist thatâs nearest to your face.
âItâs ok, y/n.â Bada whispers into your ear from behind you. You feel her body against your back and her hot breath on your neck, shivers run down your spine from her closeness to you. âJust trust me.â
You couldnât help but think, last time I trusted you, you kissed another girl. Yet, you managed to keep your mouth shut as Bada guided you into, what you imagined to be, the studio. You could soft music playing already, and as she uncovers your eyes, you gasp at the sight in front of you.
A picnic blanket is set out in the middle of the floor while candles are spread out surrounding the blanket. Food is placed in the middle, you can see the steam coming from it still. How did Bada do this if she had been with you?
Tears threaten to fall from your eyes, as you find yourself in shock from the gesture. No one had ever done something like this before for you.
Bada, who is still pressed behind you, guides you to sit down on the blanket. And you comply. Utter confusion taking over your senses.
âBada,â you clear your throat, âwhat is this?â
Bada sheepishly smiles at you, her face reddening as she sits down across from you. âI wanted to make it up to you, and I know you said weâre not together, but I really like you y/n. I want to spend the rest of my time with you but for now, this will have to do. So please, spend your last night in Seoul with me.â
Of course you couldnât deny Bada what she wants because you would be denying what you want as well.
The night trickles on, the candles illuminating the room, a romantic ambience flows throughout the room. The whole world seemed to stand still, watching the two girls fall in-love with each other. The stars knew that their journey was going to be tough, but for tonight, their worries ceased to exist.
Bada stands up abruptly as youâre eating some tteokbokki, âdance with me, y/n.â
âI canât dance,â you whisper, deja vu of the first time you met.
Bada smiles and reaches out her hand that you instinctively take, âyou can do anything, y/n.â She leads you to a spot away from the candles, aware of your clumsy tendencies.
Badaâs arms snake around your waist, while yours wrap around her neck. You both begin to sway to the music, you head leaning against her as hers leaning against you. The two of you fit perfectly against each other, as if you were made for each other. The pure synergy between you two is enough to create new worlds as your hearts merge as one. It was a dangerous game that your souls were playing, but fate had different plans for you and Bada.
You raise your head, looking up and into the eyes of the taller girl. Bada, whose heart was beating tremendously fast as she looked into your round, starry eyes, leaned in slightly. It was a soft, slow moment of you both leaning in, stopping just moments away. Staring into each others eyes, you could see the longing and desire within Badaâs soul, so you close the gap between you⌠physically and figuratively.
Your lips mold perfectly with each other. Her soft lips pressed against yours as she pulled you closer towards her, not planning on letting you go anytime soon.
There werenât fireworks like the movies describe. It was better. There were promises of a long life spent together, of shared laughter and tears. There were promises of having each otherâs backs, of being there for each other when things get tough, of finding the one person who you could share your ugliest moments with.
There was the feeling of finding your soulmate.
As the kiss dissipates, you canât find the strength to open your eyes but you feel Bada lean her forehead against yours. Her arms are still tightly wrapped around you and you have no plan on moving away either.
The sound of your heartbeats fill your ears, the heavy thumping noise reminding you of the passionate moment that you just had.
Finally opening your eyes, Bada is staring down at you. If you didnât know any better, you wouldâve thought it was love.
And you didnât know any better.
âY/n,â Bada whispers, afraid sheâll break the fragile atmosphere surrounding you two, âI think I love you.â
Your heart feels like itâs about to explode from the unexpected confession of the worldâs most dangerous feeling. Yet, youâre so ready to confess as well.
âBada,â you smile at the tall girl in front of you, âI think I love you too.â
You lean your head against Bada, still swaying to the music, reality slowly catching up to you. You were leaving tomorrow, unsure of when youâd be back to Korea. Badaâs whole life is in and has always been in Korea, she canât just up and leave. The heaviness of the future causes you to pull away from Bada, making the dancer give you a quizzical brow.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âI leave tomorrow and Iâm not sure when Iâll be back, and you canât leave. Youâre entire life is here,â you share your thoughts as you turn your back to Bada, not prepared for her to see the growing sadness on your face.
Arms wrap around you from behind as Bada rests her head on your shoulder, âweâll make it work, y/n. Iâve finally found the one I want to be with, Iâm not letting you go so easily.â
You sigh, leaning against Bada. Uncertainties lie ahead of you both but as long as you had each other, you could defeat even the deadliest enemies.
âWait for me, Bada. I donât know when I can come back here, but please, wait for me.â
You can feel Badaâs smile against your skin, her arms tightening around you, pressing you against her as if to say she was already planning on it.
âYeah, you got it.â
hello everyoneeee,
that was kind of a cluster fuck of a part 3 but oh well!
y/n and bada are definitely going to experience the epic highs and lows of high school football life together, my poor bebiesss heheh
i hope you all enjoyed and are having a great day unlike last part LOL where bada broke our heart :/
i actually really enjoyed writing this part because the way i was imagining bada setting up a picnic like this for me ;-;
anywayssss, hope youâre all have a wonderful day!
lots of love,
j <3
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I just read your story of bada breaking up with y/n, and what if a pt2? And y/n grew more popular with her dance videos and was invited of sfw2? And bada is shocked to see her there while y/n is being cold to bada and reserved?
â bada broke up with y/n but bada is down bad, and will not let y/n go again.
it had been two and a half years since bada broke up with you, and a year since she broke up with howl.
you were doing really well. your name had blown up in the dance world, bada would see your videos everywhere online and would constantly check your instagram to see what you were up to.
it was safe to say that bada missed the fuck out of you. and that she was obsessed.
she watched your videos where you were a backup dancer for some famous artist, learnt the choreographies you made, made choreographies herself to songs she knew you liked.
imagine the tall girl's shock when mnet is showing her and her crew profiles of the other dancers, your face pops up with your name is bold, "Y/n Y/Ln".
her crew gasps, a million thoughts running through each of their minds. they knew the history between you and their leader, yet many of them were also fans of your work... some even attending your dance classes without bada knowing.
for you, your stomach sunk to the ground, tempting you to crawl into a hole for the rest of your days as you learnt that your ex-girlfriend was also going to be on the show.
great. just great, this is exactly what i need :/
bada was excited to see your pretty face after so long. she couldn't contain herself as your crew's name pops up on the big screen, shyly squeezing lusher's hand as you and your crew walk out and down the stairs.
you looked really nice. you looked better than you did two and a half years ago somehow. bada couldn't take her eyes off you, silently begging for you to look at her back.
but you didn't.
you walked straight past, head up, an air of confidence surrounding you as you and your crew make way to your stand... on the opposite side of Bebe.
you kept your eyes on the big screen, watching your evaluation video, not missing bada's stare out of your peripheral.
can she just leave me alone?
once all the crews were introduced, as well as the host and judges, all the dancers were given fifteen minutes to get changed into their dance clothes.
as you made your way to your crew's hideout room, you could hear your name being called. and you didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
you decide to ignore bada and keep walking behind your crew, until a hand grips your wrist, spinning you around.
your eye level with bada's lips. her pink fluffy lips. the lips that you once loved to kiss so much and couldn't get enough of.
"y/n, hi." bada smiles down at you. you have to look away or your self-control that you've worked on all this time would disappear in a second.
keeping a straight face, you take a step back and cross your arms, "what do you want bada?"
bada wasn't used to the coldness in your tone or the harshness in your eyes. but she couldn't blame you, it was her fault that you've become this way.
"i missed you," bada confesses quietly.
is she serious? is she fucking serious? you scoff, shaking your head in disbelief. tears start welling in your eyes, you struggle to swallow them down.
"how cruel are you, bada lee? you completely destroy my heart out of nowhere, start dating someone else straight away, then i see you for the first time after two and a half years, and you want to tell me you miss me?! you really know how to play with someone's feelings, bada. just leave me alone."
bada knew then and there she was going to spend the rest of her life making it up to you. because even though you told her to leave you alone, the universe had placed you in her life once again and this time, she wasn't going to let you.
"i let you go once, y/n. it was the worst mistake in my life, and i will never make it again."
helloooo,
thank you for your request, i hope i didnât let you down with how short it is!
if i did, iâm sorry ;-; i really just wanted to end it with simp bada, i didnât find it right to add in y/n and badaâs reunion arc into this so maybe iâll write a third part about it⌠hmm
anyways! hope yâall are having a great day!
lots of love,
j <3
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You Got It, pt. 2
Bada Lee x Reader
Synopsis:
Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3
Update: you could dance... a little bit now.
There's no mistaking you as the new Bada Lee, but you could follow easy choreography now. Which isn't much considering the talented dancer herself had been luring you into her dance studio every. single. day. since you guys met.
But it was safe to say you never learnt the choreography to "You Got It".
Instead, you had resorted to trying to film tiktoks of dance trends, which you still found challenging and Bada found amusing.
"You look like a rusty seesaw," the talented dancer laughs as she watches you stiffly move your hips side-to-side.
You huff, crossing your arms, "they're asking too much of me. How can I move my hips and keep to the beat?!"
Shaking her head while chuckling at your flare for the dramatic, Bada finds herself walking over to you. Step-by-step she shows you how to smoothly move your hips without your whole body following, and by some higher power, you can do it!
âIâm doing it, Bada!â You yell gleefully, rushing to hug your mentor.
Your arms wrap around her neck, pulling her closer to you to her surprise. You feel Badaâs arms snake around your waist, your bodies mesh together like puzzle pieces. Her hot breath tickles your neck before you slowly pull away from her, much to Badaâs distaste yet she canât help but feel warm inside when you flash her an excited smile.
âLetâs film this tiktok before I forget,â you laugh making Bada chuckle in agreement.
As you set up your phone, Bada canât help but watch your every move with a sense of fondness. She did not expect you to become such a prominent part of her day, seeing you had become a necessity for Bada, so the dancer had resorted to forcing you to come to her studio every day since you walked into her class. There was something magnetic drawing Bada towards you, but she kept quiet about it, not sure whether you felt the same way.
You press start, allowing the âGirls Like Me Donât Cryâ by Thuy play.
You lip sync the beginning before slowly backing up to your place just in front of Bada. When the song transitions into the chorus, you and Bada start to move your hips to the beats.
Unexpectedly, Bada turns you around so your backside is now facing the camera and she places her hands on your hips. You feel your cheeks heat up as you give her a quizzical look, confused on what sheâs doing but she continues to move her hips and so do you.
She leans her head down, resting her forehead onto yours, the eye contact going crazzzyyy. You nervously gulp, as you bring your hands around her neck. You forget the tiktok youâre filming as your faces inch closer and closer. You stare at Bada through hooded eyes as hers begin to close while leaning in more, your noses brush against each others and you can feel the exchange of your breaths.
A knock on the studio door startles you and Bada, causing you both to immediately let each other go. The atmosphere between you two turns awkward when a guy walks in, you remember him to be Howl, Badaâs second-in-charge.
You turn to busy yourself with your phone, trying to act natural as if you werenât a millisecond away from kissing Bada.
Wtf was that y/n? What if she doesnât even like girls? Thoughts are racing through your mind as you save the tiktok as a draft and then swipe out of the app, noticing that Gigi had messaged you saying she was done with her class now.
You stand up in a seemingly nonchalant way, congratulating yourself for coming off as super natural although you were internally shaking with nerves. Bada and Howl are talking about something in Korean, but you can see Bada glance at you, almost asking you not to go.
But you have to, so you smile awkwardly, clearing your throat, âIâm going to go now Bada, Gigiâs finished her class.â
A disappointed look flashes across her face but nods, âiâll text you.â
You nod before turning around, speedily walking out of the studio, meeting up with your best friend, who was waiting outside. As you two wait for your Uber to arrive, you hurriedly whisper what just happened between you and Bada, and not surprisingly, Gigi couldnât help but let out squeals of excitement, catching the attention of a few people who were around.
âShut up,â you whack Gigiâs arm, âsomeoneâs going to know from your big freaking mouth.â
She rolls her eyes as the Uber arrives, you both hop in and continue the conversation. Gigi turns her entire body in your direction before recalling what you told her, âso let me get this straight. You and Bada were filming a tiktok and she made a move on you but you guys didnât kiss because Howl walked in?â
âWell I donât know if she made a move or if I did,â you trail off, âI donât even know if sheâs into girls!â
Gigi laughs, shaking her head, âI think if she was about to kiss you, that would mean sheâs into girls.â
Almost as if she knew you two were talking about her, your phone buzzes with a text from the devil herself. Gigi leans over your shoulder so she can also see what Bada has texted you.
Bada đł
Hellooo
Sorry about Howl coming in
Iâm sad you had to go so soon :(
Do you and Gigi want to come to a party tonight???
You share a look with your best friend who dramatically places her hand on her chest, âsheâs so into you! Tell her yes, oh my god, yâall are going to start dating and get married!â
Your eyes widen from the intensity of your best friends comment, shaking your head quickly before quickly replying with a âthatâs alright! and sounds good, weâll come tonight!â
As you and Gigi pull up to your guysâ apartment, you thank the Uber and rush to get into your rented home. Bada messaged saying sheâll pick you two up at 8, leaving two hours for you guys to get ready.
You start to ponder on Gigiâs words⌠could Bada be into you?
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Just as promised, Bada pulled up to your apartment at 8pm on the dot. You couldnât help but feel a blush form on your cheeks as you entered her car, punctuality is so hot.
Just not as hot as the tall girl smiling at you from the drivers seat. Sheâs wearing her infamous hat, which is tightened below her chin, a baseball jersey and some cargo pants. Her handsome vibe definitely did not help with the blossoming feelings you were forming for Bada, increasing them tenfold.
As Bada drives to the party, you sneak glances at her whenever you think sheâs too busy to notice. Everything about Bada was catching your attention. From the way sheâs driving with one hand to the way her tongue poked her cheek whenever another driver got on her nerves.
Everything about Bada was driving you crazy.
You didnât even notice you three had pulled up to the party residence and that Bada had turned the car off already, not until she spoke your name with a quizzical tone, ây/n you alright? Weâre here now.â
Clearing your throat, you nod frantically before stepping out the car. That was so embarrassing, what if she noticed I was checking her out?
Trying not to come off as a weirdo, you shake off your thoughts and follow Bada into the house with Gigi trailing after you. The house was crowded. There were plenty of people around, some were dancing, some were laughing with their friends and some were playing drinking games.
This wasnât really your vibe, you preferred to stay home and drink with a couple of friends, but you knew this was definitely Gigiâs vibe so being a good friend, youâre going to suck it up and try to enjoy yourself.
Bada leads you to a group of people chatting in the kitchen, youâre assuming these are her friends. You were proven right when she began introducing you to them.
âGuys this is y/n and Gigi,â Bada smiles as she points at you and your best friend. You give them a gentle smile and a shy wave, quietly saying âhiâ as Gigi says hello too.
âY/n, Gigi, this is Redlic,â Bada points to a blonde girl who smiles behind her cup, âand you know these guys from dance class.â Howl, Lusher and Tatter all wave in unison.
Redlic begins speaking in Korean to the group of friends, and they all begin laughing at whatever she said. Trying not to stand there awkwardly, you look over at Gigi, whoâs pointing to the drinks table.
âWant a drink?â
âYes please.â
You both walk, well Gigi pretty much ran, to the table full of alcoholic beverages and began grabbing two soju bottles. âI know youâre supposed to take these as shots but I want to get fucked up since weâre leaving Korea soon.â Gigi pouts as she opens the two bottles, you guys clink and both take a chug at the drink.
Itâs a dangerous drink, you think to yourself, as you can barely taste any alcohol. Itâs also a dangerous drink because thirty minutes go by and you donât even notice, you also havenât seen Bada since she introduced you to her friends.
Feeling a pressure grow in your lower abdomen, you tell Gigi youâre going to the bathroom. She nods and asks if you want her to come, because girlhood, but you tell her not to worry and that youâll be quick.
You had trouble finding the bathroom. It was a large house, one with many rooms and you just happened to be a victim of the directionally challenged disease. You have never been given the task to give directions, even when youâve got a gps because youâre somehow going to fuck it up.
As you stumble slightly down a corridor, you find a door that seems like it could be to a bathroom. Something inside you was pulling you towards the door, so it clearly had to be your gut instincts telling you that this is the room youâre looking for.
Pushing the door open, it was not the bathroom.
In fact, it was far from a bathroom. It was the room you felt your soul get crushed in due to the sight before you.
Bada and Redlic were standing in the middle of the room, kissing each other just like you and Bada were close to doing earlier.
You heart shatters but you canât bring yourself to look away, the sight engraving itself into your memory. At the sound of the door opening and footsteps, Bada pulls herself away from the blonde, seeing the last person she wanted to witness what just happened.
âY/n, wait-â Bada moves towards you but you, in your state of inebriation, manage to run out the room before she could touch you.
Tears are threatening to spill down your cheeks but you canât allow yourself to cry. Thereâs no reason to. Itâs not like you and Bada are even together⌠so why does it hurt so much? Why do you feel like youâre breaking inside?
You find Gigi as you hear your name being called behind you. Ignoring the calls, you grab Gigi and without needing to say anything, Gigi understands the situation and you two rush out of the premises.
No one has followed you outside, much to your relief and dismay. You didnât want to see or speak to her ever again, but you also wanted her to fight for you and show you that she cares about you. Are you not important enough for Bada to follow you out?
So Bada does like girls⌠just not me, tears finally drip down your cheeks as you and Gigi hop into your Uber.
As the Uber drives away from the house, youâre completely unaware of the girl standing in the middle street, too late as she watches your car disappear in the distance.
âWhat have I done?â
hellooo,
i hope you guys are having a great day!
or were, before bada broke your heart :(
anyways, thank you for reading!
lots of love,
j <3
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hello everyone!
iâve just made this post to say a few things.
first off, iâve only just started making posts but i have received so much love and support already and i am so grateful for you all <3
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Single Soon
Bada Lee x Reader
Warnings: Bada is a simp for you, it gets a bit steamy towards the end hehe oops
Synopsis: Youâre set on breaking up with your boyfriend with the plan to be single soon, but your best friend Bada Lee is so good at comforting you.
âShould I do it on the phone? Or should I leave a little note in like the pocket of his coat?â
You sat across your best friend, Bada Lee, on her couch as you both tried to come up with ideas of how to get you to break up with your boyfriend.
Things between you two were alright, but there was no spark. And ever since you were a little girl, you always imagined that when you found the one, you would feel fireworks and everything would feel right.
Your current boyfriend was nothing like that.
There was no electricity, no magnetic connection. You had simply found him cute while visiting Bada at her dance class, walked up to him (after the supportive push of Bada Lee) and asked him for his number.
You wanted to feel desired, to feel wanted, to feel like you were everything to someone.
Maybe it was unrealistic, but you at least wanted someone who made you feel like you were at least 60% of the time on their mind. Right now you felt like you sat at a good 45%.
Bada scrunched her nose, shaking her head in disapproval, âNo y/n, thatâs so sad! Being broken up with in a non-face-to-face way is so embarrassing.â
You shoved your head into a pillow, letting out an exasperated sigh. You didnât know how to end it, but you knew that you didnât want to see him cry.
âMaybe I should disappear,â you lifted your head out of the pillow, âI donât wanna see a tear, you know?â
Bada shook her head again, letting out a chuckle before standing up, ây/n, youâre terrible!â
She stretched out her long arm, which you grabbed for straight away, allowing her to pull you up with his unexpected strength. Although Bada was tall, she wasnât big, her waist was probably the size of your arm in a totally non-exaggerated wayâŚ.
As Bada pulled you up, you stumbled a bit, crash landing on her chest. You just giggle as she catches you, wrapping your arms around her waist.
âDonât fall too hard for me, y/n.â Bada jokingly warns as she wraps her arms around you as well.
You tilt your head up, âWhy? You always catch me anyways.â
Badaâs cheeks redden as you stare up at her with your naive eyes, unaware of the feelings brewing inside your best friend.
The tall girl feels almost bad, as if sheâs taking advantage of you and your determination to break up with your boyfriend, but she canât help. Sheâs going to help you end things with him, just so she can have you all to herself.
Bada didnât realise she was down bad for her best friend at the time she pushed you to go talk to your current boyfriend, only figuring it out whenever she was jealous to see you two all lovey-dovey.
She feels you pull away, the warmth shared between you dissipate, leaving a sense of loss to Bada.
She wants to touch you all the time.
You throw your hands up in the air, exclaiming excitedly, âanyways, the weekends nearly here and Iâm going to find a cute outfit!â
Rushing to your closet with Bada following your every step, you scan your clothes. A dress and a pair of shoes catch your attention, âIâm picking out this dress and Iâm trying on these shoes.â
Bada just stares at you in admiration, youâre so beautiful when youâre smiling and when you get excited over the littlest things. And to be honest, you couldâve picked a trash bag and Elmo slippers, Bada would have still thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world.
Sheâs so engulfed in her own train of thoughts that she doesnât realise that youâve put the dress on already and wanted Badaâs help with the zipper.
As her fingers move to zip you up, she canât help but brush her fingertips over the smooth skin of your back. Bada could see the physical reaction you had to her, shivers running down your spine. The tall girl couldnât help but check your back up and down, getting a sneak peek of your thong and thinking to herselfâŚ
If only she was taking your dress off you instead
As soon as the zip fastens together, you spin around, facing Bada with a wide grin on your face. âIâll be single soon!â
Bada couldnât help but laugh at your excitement, âdo you think heâll be upset?â
You ponder on the question for a second, âIâll know heâll be a mess when I break the news, but I think itâll be for the best âcause iâll be single soon and I can date whoever I want, and we can stay out late whenever we want. I can just do what I wanna do, without being held back.â
Bada nods.
It was true that your boyfriend was a bit controlling. He never wanted you to stay out past 9pm, he didnât like how much you and Bada hung out, and he would scrutinise your wants if they didnât align with his.
Therefore, she couldnât help but smile when you began calling your boyfriendâs number, placing him on speaker so Bada could listen in.
âHi babe,â he answered making Bada feel sick to her stomach. She wonât be yours for much longerâŚ
âHey,â you replied sheepishly, âwe need to talk.â
âRight now? Can it wait? Iâm out with the boys right now,â your boyfriend announced, which was news to you because he didnât mention it earlier.
âYeah, well itâll be quick,â you feel a hand grabs yours. You look over to Bada, who gives you a comforting smile and interlocks your fingers together, âI know Iâm high maintenance and we both had a lot of fun, but I think itâs time we move on and find new people since weâre both still so young.â
Thereâs a deathly silence that follows. You meet Badaâs gaze, she brushes her thumb over your hand, calming you down from any sense of nerves that seem to have been arising from this ordeal you were once excited to do.
âBut,â he begins, trailing off to silence again before speaking up again, âalright then, itâs been fun y/n. Good luck with things.â
âYou too.â
And with that you hung the phone up, ending not only the call but your relationship forever. A sense of relief falling over you, and unknowingly Bada, as you put your phone down.
When you turn to face Bada, you notice how close sheâs moved to you, only a step away before it reached to intimate levels.
She was just staring at you, but she wasnât truly present. It was as if a thousand thoughts were running through her mind all at once.
âBada, you ok?â
Your voice breaks her out of her little trance and she finally whispers, âcan I do something?â
Confusion sweeps over you. What could Bada possibly want that she has to ask you for it? Sheâs never done that before. Sheâs always taken what she wants, including your friendship all those years ago.
âOf course Bada,â you smile gently at your best friend, âyou donât need to ask.â
With your permission, Bada finds herself taking a step forward, closing the distance between you and her. Her hands gently wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer.
Your eyes widen at the gesture, unsure if what you think is going to happen is happening. You donât want to jump to conclusions so you just let Bada take control of the moment.
She slowly tilts her head down, your noses brush against each other and her eyes close slightly. âAre you sure I can continue?â
You find yourself wrapping your arms around her neck, through hooded eyes, you whisper a small âyes.â
And thatâs all Bada needs to close the gap between your lips with her own.
Slow. Gentle. Nice.
At least thatâs how the kids started off until you felt Badaâs tongue swipe against your bottom lip, begging to be let in. And who are you to deny Bada what she wants?
Bada explored your mouth with her own as if she had been waiting for this moment for years, like you had starved her of a necessity to her survival and now sheâs taking what belongs to her.
Your hands wander to her hair, gently tugging it, causing a small moan to be released by Bada and her pushing you against your bed, making you fall.
She smirks at you, âI told you not to fall for me.â
You meet her eye, leaning on your elbows for some elevation. You didnât know whether it was due to the heavy sexual tension in the air, or the pooling wetness between your legs, but something came over you to give you the confidence to say, âAnd I thought youâd always catch me.â
She quickly climbs over you, entrapping your body with hers. You thought she was going to continue kissing you, but she stops an inch away from connecting your lips.
You pout in desperation, which Bada finds extremely difficult to not give in and just take you right then and there.
âIâll catch you every time, y/n.â
âThen I guess I wonât be single anytime soon.â
helloooo,
if thereâs mistakes, just ignore them!
this my first time writing a steamy(ish?) scene so if itâs novice material then⌠idk what else to tell you tbh.
anywaysss i hope yâall enjoyed :))
lots of love,
j <3
#bada lee x reader#bada lee x y/n#bada lee#bada lee fluff#bada lee is a simp for you#bada is down bad#Spotify
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âafter breaking up with y/n, bada realises that howl isnât the one she truly wants.
it was a nasty breakup between you and bada.
there were A LOT of tears from you while bada managed to stay stone cold.
âi donât want to be with you anymore y/n, i donât love you.â
you couldnât believe it, you had just spent a year of your life with bada and you thought things were going absolutely fine. sure you guys had your arguments here and there, but which couple doesnât????
âplease bada,â you begged, âtell me what i did and i can fix it, please.â
âyou canât y/n, iâve met someone else.â
those words shattered your heart.
she met someone else? bada⌠cheated on you?
your stomach dropped at the thought, you couldnât even look the tall girl in the eye as you ran out the room, tears rushing down your cheeks.
it had been a year and half since that fateful night.
you stopped going to dance classes, you blocked bada on everything, you were slowly building yourself back up.
bada immediately noticed your absence in class, sighing to herself, trying to convince herself that she made the right choice.
when things started to get serious with you, it scared bada. she had never felt so strongly for someone before, much less another woman and the thought of the matter scared her. the unknown frightened her, especially in a conservative country such as her own.
howl was the conventional choice.
he could provide with things that you couldnât, that a relationship with you couldnât and her parents would actually accept this romance.
itâs not like bada wasnât interested in howl, she did have a good time with him.
he made her laugh, took care of her, they barely fought, he was never jealous about her growing popularity.
howl was perfect, but he wasnât you.
you. the chaotic girl from dance class who had a temper and never thought before she spoke.
bada found herself frequently checking instagram to see whether she was still blocked. always coming out a bit disappointed.
until one day, she wasnât.
and she just had to click on your profile. it was purely for scientific purposesâŚ
the newest post intrigued her the most. it was a picture of you and another girl with the caption âit takes time.â
bada noticed that you looked genuinely happy as she scrolled through your instagram for hours on end. she watched all your highlights, scrolled through your tagged posts, even watched your story.
it was a mirror selfie of you in a dance studio.
bada smiled sadly, she thought she may have been the reason that you quit dance forever but it was bittersweet to see that you were back at it.
it meant you were over her.
as she stared at your face, her eyes began to water.
howl was perfect, but you were everything to her.
she didnât need a conventional life.
all she wanted was you, but it was too late. youâre over her and now she was the one silently begging for you to come back.
damnâŚ
now that made me sad to write lmao.
but hope yâall enjoyed this lil angsty thing!
lots of love,
j <3
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You Got It
Bada Lee x Reader
Synopsis:
Reader canât dance, but goes to Bada Leeâs dance class and instead of learning how to dance, falls for Ms Bada Lee⌠literally.
You donât know how to dance.
Itâs possible that you may be the least coordinated person on the planet. You can barely walk without tripping on your own two feet. So when your best friend that youâve known your entire life, Gigi, asks you to come to a dance class with her, you laugh at her ridiculous request.
âDonât be stupid, Gi. You know I canât dance, thatâs so embarrassing,â your face reddens at the mere thought of dancing in front of other people.
You would think that, as your best friend, she of all people should know that youâre the last person to bring to a dance class⌠but apparently not. âPlease y/n! This is Bada Leeâs class and her classes always sell out!â
You have a slight idea who Bada Lee is, purely due to the obsession your best friend has with her choreographies and the extensive hours youâve spent, some may say unwillingly, watching her dance videos and tiktoks due to Gigi.
âCome on y/n,â she whines, âweâre not going to be in Korea forever, this could be an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!â
You watch the way Gigi falls to her knees, begging you with her puppy dog eyes, and you canât help but groan out an, âoh my god, when is it?â
âAt 5âŚ,â she trails off while tightening her lips, ââŚtoday.â
âNo. No way.â
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You find yourself standing outside a building with an excited Gigi, who is barely able to contain herself.
JustJerk Dance Academy
The massive sign is almost teasing you and your lack of skills on the dance floor. Your stomach is sinking the more you look at it in disbelief, not able to recall how Gigi managed to drag you to the dance class.
âI think Iâm going to be sick,â you slap your hand to your mouth. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Gigi rolls her eyes as she grabs your wrist and drags you inside with a small, âyouâre so dramatic.â
When you enter the building you can hear faint music coming behind the door that has a smaller sign of the dance academy. You honestly felt like at this point the entire world was making fun of the fact that you canât dance.
Youâre far too in your own head, trying to come up with ways to get out of this, to realise that you and Gigi have made it past the receptionist and into the actual studio. The first thing you notice is how busy the studio seems. There are people dancing, others getting ready to dance, and others who are just talking amongst themselves.
âI want to die,â you think to yourself as you and Gigi make your way to the back of the studio.
A tugging on your sleeve interrupts your wishes for death as Gigi whispers excitedly, âthere she is! Thereâs Bada!â
Your eyes follow the direction of her head nod, landing on a woman with two-coloured hair under a bucket hat, who is dressed tomboyish but trendy. Sheâs talking to a guy, who is dressed in all black, but her aura dominates the studio. Even if you didnât have a single clue who Bada was, youâd easily assume that she was the leader of this dance class.
Sheâs extremely attractive. The way she holds herself and her appearance can only really be described as handsome, but you werenât exactly sure why you couldnât seem to take your eyes off her.
The music started to fade away and Bada started to speak in Korean. âNow would be a really good time to know Korean,â you let out a sigh before turning to Gigi to see what the dancer had said.
âSheâs going to show the choreography weâre going to learn first and then sheâll teach us the moves.â
âGreat,â you whisper back. You actually wanted to disappear from the world at the thought of dancing, praying to any higher power that no one pays attention to you and that you stay on your feet the whole time.
As the crowd separates, Bada and four guys enter the centre and music starts playing. You recognise it to be You Got It by Vedo, a song that you quite vibed with.
Your mouth immediately drops as you watch Bada dance, barely paying attention to the guys behind her.
Itâs as if a wave of hypnosis had come over you because your entire being was set on the dancing woman in front of you and you couldnât focus on anything else in the studio. Your body was in shock and your mind drew a blank, you were literally malfunctioning.
When the guys left and Bada danced alone, you felt your heart skip a beat⌠or two. And that was just from watching her dance. Before you completely lost function of your own body, you wiped your mouth and closed it before you started drooling all over the floor.
âHow the fuck am I supposed to do that?â
Gigi let out a chuckle, shaking her head. âIâm sure youâll be fine y/n.â
âŚ
It was safe to say that you were not fine.
The moves were too advanced for you to follow along, and the class was progressing to quickly as well. However, while you were struggling to barely keep up, Gigi was having the time of her life.
You decided that you deserved a little break and sat against the back wall, gulping down water like your life depended on it (which it very much felt like it did) while mentally cursing Gigi and her future bloodline.
Being so deep in your thoughts of hating on your best friend for making you go through modern torture, you didnât notice a foreign presence sit down next to you.
âAre you okay?â
An accented voice pulls you to reality. You turn your head to see the one person you didnât want to notice you this whole time.
âOh fuck me.â
Bada Lee was staring at you with a soft smile, her head slightly tilted as if she were interested in you and your presence in her class. And thatâs exactly what she was. Interested.
As soon as you had stepped foot into her studio, she couldnât help but notice you. You were the only foreigner in her class. She also couldnât help but notice how you made a beeline to the back of the studio, nor could she ignore the way you were mesmerised with her dancing.
When she started teaching the choreography, she spared glances to you, possible due to her height that towered many of the dancers there.
She saw you struggling to keep up and how clueless you looked whenever a dance move was introduced, and how you would laugh at every mistake you made (and you made a lot). Bada thought you were cute in a clueless way, almost seeing you as a challenge as there isnât one person she hasnât been able to teach dancing.
Maybe thatâs why she found herself looking at you more than the other dancers in her class, or why she found herself making her way to you when she noticed you were on the floor.
You were a challenge.
And maybe thatâs why she offered to teach you the choreography 1-on-1 in a different room. No other reasonâŚ
âOh I canât dance,â you chuckle as Bada lifts herself off the ground.
âWe can change that,â she smirks at you with a mischievous look in her eye, reaching out a hand that you hesitantly take, being pulled up with ease.
You follow her out of the studio and into a different one across the hall, where it was just the two of you. As you looked around the room awkwardly, avoiding any chance of eye contact with Bada, she couldnât take her eyes off you. The dancer had previously been interested in a few people in her lifetime, but they were all different from you.
Korean and confident in a dance studio.
Two things you werenât. Yet, Bada couldnât help but feel some sort of pull to you that she couldnât explain. So she kept telling herself that itâs simply because you canât dance, and sheâs such a talented dancer herself that she can help anyone. Even someone as uncoordinated as you.
âLetâs just begin from the very start, yeah?â Bada smiles, looking at you through the mirror.
You finally make eye contact with her, adding a shy smile of your own, âokay.â
The next twenty minutes was spent with Bada teaching you the choreography very patiently. As you messed up, she assured you that youâre fine and simply helped you with what you couldnât do. However, you didnât know how but Bada had ended up behind you with her hands on you correcting your form. You could feel her warm breath on your neck, in the mirror you could she was bent down a little and you werenât short yourself but Bada still held a good bit of height on you.
Feeling the dancerâs front against your back, your mind started racing with a million thoughts per second. âOh my god, oh my god, oh my god.â
As you tried to do a move with foot work, the universe was simply not on your side as the next thing you know youâre tripping over thin air and closing your eyes, letting out a yelp as you feel an impact with the hard ground. You groan a bit as slight pain rushes through your back, but itâs nothing compared to when you opened your eyes to find Bada right on top of you. Clumsy you of course managed to not only trip yourself on nothing, but you also tripped Bada.
If you thought she was close to you before, that was nothing compared to her proximity to you now. Your eyes widen and your cheeks redden as you stare into her eyes, and she stares into yours. Your noses gently brush each others as you slightly tilt your head, and your breaths mix, enveloping each other.
âYou werenât lying when you said you canât dance,â Bada letâs out a small chuckle, still holding herself slightly above you.
Your pretty sure your face is comparable to a tomato now and you laugh, âno, no I wasnât lying.â
The synergy between you two are engulfing the entire studio as you both donât move from your intimate position. Questions of the unknown run through both of your minds, as temptation of wading through these uncharted waters flow through your hearts.
It seems like an eternity before Bada speaks up charmingly, her eyes darting between your eyes and your lips, âmaybe you can give me your number⌠for you know, more dance lessons?â
With red cheeks and glistening eyes, you smile shyly.
âYou got it.â
helloooo !!
if youâve made it this far than i would like to thank you so much for reading. this is my first time writing something like this so i apologise if itâs bad, iâm learning as i go.
i havenât proofread and i probably wonât, so again, apologies for any mistakes lmao.
anyways, hope yâall enjoyed this little one shot and let me know if you have any requests!
lots of love,
j <3
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