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BELNEUL (Belle & Haneul focus) | Kiss Of Life

[bornxtoxsing]

Drunk Meme KIOF edition

❝Manager-nim isn't looking... pour the soju into my water bottle.❞ ❝I swear to god, if you do that body roll one more time, I’m forgetting we’re in a dorm.❞ ❝I’m not drunk, I’m just... doing a concept study.❞ ❝You think the fans know? You think they know I want to bite you right now?❞ ❝You looked at her during the bridge. I saw it. Don't lie to me.❞ ❝I’m banning you from the studio. You write songs about me when you’re tipsy.❞ ❝Diet starts tomorrow. Tonight, I’m eating this pizza and maybe you.❞ ❝Is the CEO calling? Tell him I’m dead. Tell him I quit.❞ ❝I think I just texted my mom the lyrics to 'Sticky' instead of 'I love you'.❞ ❝Stop trying to mother me. I need a lover, not a babysitter.❞ ❝Why do we have to be secret? I want to scream your name at the award show.❞ ❝Pass the bottle. Dealing with your dualities is exhausting.❞ ❝You’re so pretty when you’re mad at me.❞ ❝I promised the company I wouldn’t drink. Oops.❞ ❝I think I love you more than I loved debuting. And that’s scary.❞ ❝Your stage outfit... it should be illegal. Take it off.❞ ❝I’m not jealous! I’m just... violently protective of my territory.❞ ❝You taste like strawberry soju and bad decisions.❞ ❝I can handle the hate comments, but I can't handle you ignoring me.❞ ❝Who allowed the Maknae to have tequila?❞ ❝Don't touch me like that unless you plan on finishing it.❞ ❝If I pass out, delete my Bubble history.❞ ❝Why does the choreography require so much touching? Not that I'm complaining...❞ ❝I’m going to kiss you, and if you push me away, I’ll blame the alcohol tomorrow.❞ ❝I hate you. I hate how much I want you. Pour me another.❞ ❝Can we just... not be idols for five minutes?❞ ❝Let’s break the dating ban. Right here. Right now.❞ ❝I forgot the lyrics... can I just sing about how hot you are?❞ ❝I’m not crying over the timeline, I’m crying because we’re out of wine.❞ ❝I’m not asking for forever, I’m asking for tonight.❞ ❝Shh. If we’re quiet, the managers won’t know we’re awake.❞ ❝My hands are cold. Warm them up.❞ ❝I don't need water, I need attention.❞ ❝Are we fighting or flirting? I genuinely can't tell anymore.❞ ❝You’re driving me crazy. Literally. I need a license to handle you.❞ ❝I think I swallowed a confetti piece.❞ ❝If I fall, you better catch me. Like, literally catch me.❞ ❝Stop trying to fix me. I’m not broken, I’m just tipsy.❞ ❝Your lips look lonely.❞ ❝I’m going to steal your hoodie. Consider it payment for putting up with me.❞ ❝Let's play Truth or Dare. But only Dares.❞ ❝I wish we were normal girls. Just for one day.❞ ❝I love you. Like, really love you. Don't make it weird.❞ ❝Get out of my head and get into my bed.❞ ❝I think I just bought something expensive online.❞ ❝Don't leave me alone tonight. The thoughts are too loud.❞ ❝You’re the only one who really knows me.❞ ❝Let’s make a scandal.❞ ❝I’m not drunk dialing, I’m drunk demanding your presence.❞ ❝You owe me a kiss for every mistake I made in practice.❞ ❝I’m high on life. And vodka.❞ ❝Don't look at the comments. Just look at me.❞

[bornxtoxsing]

It would seem that Bop Sky was PROUD of the new word she'd learned in their English lessons today. Seeing as she'd already used it at least three today, & was adding a fourth with her disappearance into the bus bathroom for her shower. Calling out that she would see Belle after she washed up, with the added flourish in English, "PRINCESS" — Was it intimate? Was the younger girl FLIRTING with her? Honestly, yeah, she probably was trying to. But, it also wasn't that weird considering her image was the princess of the group & they all called her that in Korean constantly. So what if Bop Sky enjoyed saying it in English too? Wasn't that a good thing? SHE WAS LEARNING. With an encouraging wink, she waved the other off, before popping one of her AirPods into her ear & pulling up her playlist on her phone. She'd planned to just chill out & rest until it was her turn in the shower. JULIE HAD OTHER PLANS.

"What Bop Sky situation?" — Genuine confusion swam in dark depths as she glanced over at her unnie, "Isn't it my job as her teacher to enable her?" She really wasn't getting it. Like, OF COURSE she was encouraging Haneul to USE ENGLISH. That was the entire POINT of the lessons. Brow raised as Julie pinned the hand holding her second AirPod down against the table, keeping her from putting it in & blocking out the world. "She learned a new word and she likes saying it. I don't see what the big deal is, Julie." Okay, so she was STARTING TO UNDERSTAND, but also? Why was this her responsibility to shut down? She didn't want to shut it down. She LIKED being called a princess & she thought Bop Sky sounded cute when she said it. "If you really don't want her to say it, why don't you just tell her to stop? She'll listen to you." & Belle wouldn't have to be THE BAD GUY.

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She hadn't even had that much to drink. Two wine coolers & a shot of something Natty had talked them all into taking. But, Belle was a known LIGHTWEIGHT & suffice to say, she was already FEELING IT — Body was slumped against Haneul's back, chin perched upon her shoulder, fingernails scraping across bony hips beneath the waistband of her skirt. All her weight was on the younger girl. If she moved away too quickly, the blonde would fall FLAT ON HER FACE. Hips swayed along with the music. She was getting better at dancing & she liked to show it off whenever she got the opportunity. There was HEAT & FRICTION building between Bop Sky's ass & her pelvis with each rock & roll. Her nipples were visibly hard. She was subconsciously singing along with the song. Of course she was. She was always singing. "Cause you're so dang hot~" Those weren't the lyrics, but it was what she breathed into Haneul's ear before Julie came up behind her, gripping at her hips & effortlessly dragging her away from their other member. "Mm~ Speaking of hot~" Oh god she was already WAY TOO DRUNK — Hand slithered up the shorter girl's neck into her dark hair with a mind of it's own & she rocked back against her, "That's right, the countdown."

Belle WASN'T a kisser. But, she also didn't like to be LEFT OUT. & It was tradition to kiss someone at midnight. Last year she'd been so pouty that Julie had kissed her so that she wouldn't have to be a loser. This year... Bite of her bottom lip, tugging it between teeth, glossed over hazels fell on Haneul who was still in front of her, fingers twisting deeper, & HARDER into Julie's hair. This wasn't a choice she was ready to make, so instead, "It's a tradition, so~ Someone's gotta kiss me at midnight." A pause, hips gyrating, lust-darkened gaze fixed on Haneul, "Guess we'll have to see what happens." If she were a betting lady, she'd put it all on Julie. There was NO WAY IN HELL Bop Sky was gonna have the balls to kiss her at a party. Even if it was a small, private gathering of friends. "If one of you doesn't do it, I'll kiss the camera guy."

[bornxtoxsing]

THIS HAD BEEN A NIGHT TO REMEMBER — Or more likely, it was a night that she would completely forget come sunrise, considering she was nearly BLACKOUT DRUNK. There had been shots. Lots of shots. Her & Natty had lost track at one point & the guys at the bar were insistent on buying them more & more & more. Their intention wasn't a mystery. They'd hoped that if they got the two foreigners drunk enough they could TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM. & Maybe they would have if Belle hadn't been clinging to the other girl all night long (using her as a crutch) — Hours of dancing had passed. She'd taken out her contacts, & with the liquor coursing through her veins time & scenery BLURRED. How long had it been? Did it really matter? Did anything really matter? Oh no, she was getting in her head again. Luckily, Natty was there to pull her out of it & physically pull her down the street toward the bus. With each heavy step Belle stumbled over her feet, LAUGHING at her own clumsiness. She'd even fell at one point & scraped her knee. Was it bleeding? Who cares!

"Are you sure this 's the right bus?" She slurred over words, & CACKLED LOUDLY as Natty pushed her inside — Palms reached to steady herself against the wall of the bus, tripping over herself, peeking into everyone's room before finally finding her own. Was she being LOUD & OBNOXIOUS? Yeah, probably (even sober she was) Belle had never been good at handling her alcohol. "Mmm..." Eyes landed on the body laying in her bed. Drifting from dark hair, down spine to the exposed flesh beneath the crop top just before the waistband of the daisy dukes — In her mind there was only ONE GIRL it could be. That girl being, the one she'd been messing around with for a while now. JULIE. An attempt was made to remove her shoes, before she gave up. It was too much of a hassle. Fingers tugged at her own crop top, pulling it off & tossing it to the floor. Followed by her bra. Leaving her perky tits ENTIRELY EXPOSED. Light was off. It was just the two of them & her bed. Which she was now crawling into. Sliding arms around the girl, slipping one under the crop top, palm gliding across firm abdomen & GROPING ROUGHLY at her breast. Felt smaller than usual. But, she was far too inebriated to really tell the difference.

Other hand was unbuttoning the jean shorts, dragging down the zipper, before slipping beneath denim waistband inside of those panties. "Oh god, Julie. You're so wet already." (usually it took a bit longer to get the kitty going) LUST-DARKENED EYES flittered as she felt just how wet & sticky the other was for her. Fingertips slipping between soaked folds, finding that bundle of nerves hidden between them, rubbing tight circles into it. Her own nipples hard & pressing against the fabric of the other's top — Pressure intensified as the other rocked those hips back, ROLLING THAT PERFECT ASS up against her own pelvis. Creating friction. Damn it. She should have took her shoes & shorts off, but she'd been too lazy. If she'd taken three less shots, maybe she would have noticed that the voice coming out of the girl she was manhandling wasn't Julie's. But, she was way TOO DRUNK & HORNY, "Mmm... Fuck. Wish you woulda come out with us tonight." She understood why, but dancing with Natty wasn't as fun as dancing with Julie. Her own pelvis rocked in rhythm with the other's ass, grinding against her. Fingers pressing down harder against that swollen aching clit before pushing deeper, further, finding & probing at her entrance.

“Nnghh… B-Belle?”

"Mmm..." Soft hum as fingers glided further, attempting to push inside. "Course it's me, kitty~ Who else would it be?" This was not the first time Belle had gone out with Natty to get shit-faced only to come back to the dorm & have her way with Julie. So why did she sound so shocked? & Was her voice deeper than usual? More importantly, "Since when are you this tight?" She could barely fit one finger inside as the walls clamped around the invasive digit.

[bornxtoxsing]

Belle, AS DENSE AS EVER, hadn't even noticed that she'd been flirting with Yena. There was a fine line between having a playful conversation & a suggestive one, & the blonde had a tendency to dance on that tightrope almost every day of her life — Sure, she'd wrapped her arms around the other idol, SWAYING BACK & FORTH, while singing along to the romantic duet they'd picked out for karaoke. But, this was the kind of thing that friends did. RIGHT? At least it was the kind of thing that Belle did with her friends. Which may just have been the PROBLEM. (she was always the problem) Hands slid across Yena's exposed hipbones, nails scarping lazily, as she released her grip on her unnie. STUMBLE & she nearly fell flat on her ass, but Yena was quick to catch her. Prompting Belle to thank her over & over. Look, she was drunk, & surprisingly shy when it came to making friends. With that, their song was over & she was wobbling back toward the table where KIOF were seated. Taking her seat & laying her head down on the table, cheek to wood. EXHAUSTED.

“What the Hell was THAT?”

A single synthetic hazel opened at the sudden question. She recognized Bop Sky's tone immediately. She was in her SCARY, POSSESSIVE MODE. Which sounded a lot like her, clean the house mode. But, with a bit more venom (was also hotter, but the company said belle wasn't allowed to encourage it) — "What was what Bop Sky?" Glance over at her fellow member, hand reaching across the tabletop toward her. "It was just a karaoke duet." At least, to her it was. To Yena? SHE HAD NO CLUE. To Haneul, it clearly was MORE. There was both an audible sigh & a throb down below at the brunette's next seething question. Why did something like that turn her on? She was so fucked in the head, wasn't she? "Haneul!" She scolded, using the girl's real name, pushing herself up into a standing position & trudging drunkenly toward her, gripping firmly at one of those strong biceps. GIVING A YANK. Pulling her away from the group of onlookers. Especially Yena who she could tell had heard the other. Bop Sky was using that loud voice she used sometimes when she wanted to make a point. Only, she was intoxicated & didn't know just how LOUD she was being. "Indoor voice. Please." She was pleading. Thoroughly embarrassed. (still aroused though, what the fuck?) Ears burning bright red as she dragged the girl into the bathroom of the karaoke bar to get some privacy. It was an idol only set they had for a collab so luckily there weren't any prying eyes of paparazi or fans, but still. Making a scene was RISKY. & While a shit-faced Bop might want the world to know that they were "together", a sober one would DIE OF HUMILIATION tomorrow.

The bathroom itself didn't feel safe enough. Anyone could walk in at any time. So, Belle tugged the slightly taller girl into one of the stalls, closing & locking it behind them. This was mostly for Haneul's sake. She was still very deep inside the closet. She'd THANK HER later. "I wasn't doing anything like what I do with you with Yena. I haven't... Done those things with that many girls." Only Julie & Natty. Which, she supposed was MOST, if not ALL of her close female friends. So, maybe the other was valid in her insecurities — "We were just singing a song together. We never..." Next words muttered from those pretty lips had her biting her own. HARD. "I wasn't even trying to flirt, Bop Sky. I'm drunk and..." Really wasn't an excuse. "I didn't know I was doing it." As crazy as it sounded, that was THE TRUTH. "Hey, c'mere." Hands reached to steady her, pulling her close against her body & resting back against the wall of the stall. "If you want, we can do a duet next?" Fingers tucked a stray strand of black hair behind Bop Sky's ear in an attempt to calm her down. WAS THIS HELPING?

[bornxtoxsing]

SHE HADN'T THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT IT — This had been one of the longest, most excruciating days of her entire career as an idol. It had taken every ounce of energy left in her body to LUG IT back up into the dormitory. Contacts had been removed in the car. Making vision blurry. She may have bumped into a wall or two. Makeup was half rubbed off, half smeared across her face. Hair taken out of the ponytail. Every muscle in her body was SORE & ACHING. But, with one final heavy step & a push of the door, she'd finally made it. "Mm... Home sweet home." Muttered softly to herself. Eyes half-lidded, nose up-turned so that she could see in front of herself, purse dropped to the ground with a thud. Heels kicked to the side. Pink jacket shrugged off shoulders found it's way to accompany her purse. SHE YAWNED. She needed to stretch her muscles, but that felt like too much of a hassle. "Is that you Bop Sky?" She squinted in an attempt to better make out the blurry figure. "I'm gonna need like fifty full body massages after today." She was exaggerating. Of course she was. Head drooped & she dragged herself toward the brunette, SOFT SLEEPY SMILE tugging at pink lips as the other girl raised an arm to welcome her. Within seconds eyes had closed & she was lost in the warmth, letting out a content little noise. "Comfy~" Far as she was concerned there was no better place to end a hard day's work. Nuzzle into the nook of Haneul's neck, nose brushed across prominent collarbone through her long sleeved shirt. Did she just BREATHE HER IN? God. She hoped not, but she was too tired to care either way.

"That was fun." LIGHT CHUCKLE at the memory. Last night had been one of the good ones. She'd come home full of energy & ready to PARTY. Naturally, she'd been drawn to her fellow extrovert, Julie. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why. & Belle had never thought too deeply into it before tonight. "I woke up with confetti in places..." Pause. "Confetti should never be." Laughter followed & a shake of her head — Brow furrowed at the other's comment. Heart picking up pace as she physically felt Haneul TENSE UP BENEATH HER. "You okay Bop Sky?" Glance up at her revealed confusion swirling in deep brown depths. She didn't know what she'd done to cause this & honestly, she didn't have the mental fortitude to figure it out. She was gonna need her friend to SPELL IT OUT FOR HER. "Like I'm obsessed with her...? Where is this coming from...?" Tone was more concerned than judgmental. Though, there was A BIT of judgement. It was no secret that her & Julie were the party girls of the house. Natty joined in from time to time. But, as far as she'd known, that sort of thing wasn't Haneul's scene. This whole time she'd thought she'd been RESPECTING HER BOUNDARIES by not forcing her into awkward situations like that.

'—and get treated as your private little comfort pillow. Cute…'

OKAY. NOW? SHE WAS OFFENDED. & Hurt. Though, she wasn't about to admit that part. "Your private little comfort pillow? Really?" Voice came out an almost whine. She was caught between fuming & pouting. Where the hell had this even come from? & Why was it happening on one of the WORST DAYS OF HER LIFE? (drama queen) "I thought you liked being my comfort pillow." Blonde was full pouting now. Bottom lip protruding. Big brown sad puppy dog eyes. "You make me laugh all the time. Only reason I don't come home and tackle you and dump a bag of confetti on you is 'cause you wouldn't like it." Julie did. It was how they connected. This wasn't COMPLICATED. Different types of people have different types of friendships.

[bornxtoxsing]

“BUS RULES, PRINCESS” — Tour Bus Jealousy Starters

“If you’re taking the back bunk, you’re taking mine—I’m not watching you sleep next to her.” “No, you can’t shower after her. Switch. I don’t like the thought.” “Stop sharing your hoodie—do you know how fast a bus turns ‘cute’ into rumors?” “You’re eating with me. Not at her little table like it’s a date.” “Your towel goes on this hook. Not hers. Not near hers.” “If you climb into her bunk ‘just to talk,’ I’m dragging you out by your wrist.” “You get one person for comfort on this bus. Choose wisely.” “Stop letting her sit with her thigh pressed to yours—there’s literally an aisle for a reason.” “I’m charging your phone at the front. You don’t need to be plugged into her corner all night.” “You’re not borrowing her shampoo. You have your own. Don’t be intimate about soap.” “If you’re cold, ask me. Don’t curl up against her like she’s your heater.” “I don’t care if the bus is shaking—keep your hands to yourself around her.” “You’re too pretty to be acting this careless in a hallway the size of a coffin.” “Close the curtain. I don’t want her watching you change.” “If you’re going to wear shorts on the bus, you sit where I can see who’s looking.” “You’re not 'just sharing a blanket' and you know it.” “Don’t use her mirror. Come here—use mine.” “If you take your earbuds out to hear her better, I’m going to lose my mind.” “You’re not sleeping in makeup in her bunk because she ‘forgot wipes.’ That’s ridiculous.” “Take the first shower slot. I’m not letting her ‘accidentally’ follow you.” “Stop giggling. People only giggle like that when they’re hiding something.” “You don’t need a midnight ramen buddy. You need sleep—and distance.” “Sit on my side. If the bus turns, you’ll fall into me. That’s the point.” “Don’t let her braid your hair—no, not even ‘just for fun.’” “You’re not changing outfits behind her curtain. Use the bathroom like an adult.” “If she keeps ‘checking on you,’ I’ll start checking on her.” “Stop trading socks. I don’t care if you ran out—laundry exists.” “You can be bossy with me in private—on this bus, you follow my rules.” “If you want cuddles, ask for them. Don’t accept them from whoever offers first.” “Don’t shower with the door unlocked. I don’t trust ‘accidents’ on tour.” “Stop letting her sit on your bed while you’re in it. That’s not ‘team bonding.’” “You’re not eating in her bunk. Food stays at the table. That’s a rule now.” “If you’re going to fall asleep on someone’s shoulder during the drive, it’s mine.” “Don’t let her lotion your hands. Don’t let her touch you with ‘care.’” “I heard her call you ‘princess’ in English like she’s testing how it sounds—shut it down.” “Stay close. Smile. Let them think I’m just protective—only you know what it really is.” “No more ‘accidental’ matching hoodies. It looks like a couple cosplay and you know it.” “Your shower slot is mine to assign—stop ‘going whenever.’ That’s how accidents happen.” “If the bus hits a bump and you ‘accidentally’ fall into her again, I’m switching your seat permanently.” “Keep your hoodie on. You’re too pretty when you’re comfortable, and it makes people stupid.” “I’m taking your phone for the drive. If you’re bored, talk to me.”

[bornxtoxsing]

“CROWNED, KEPT, AND OFF-LIMITS” — Toxic/Possessive Jealousy Starters

“Smile for the fans, princess… then come back and tell me why you smiled at her first.” “If she reaches for your hand again, move it to your mic—slowly.” “Stand behind me at the photo wall. That’s not negotiable.” “I’ll hold your water. You don’t take it from anyone else.” “If she wants a cute moment, she can do it with the camera. Not with you.” “Your schedule’s tight today. You don’t have time to be alone with her.” “If you keep drifting toward her, I’m going to start pulling you back.” “Don’t let her adjust your outfit. Stylists exist for a reason.” “Your phone—give it here. I want to see what she’s saying.” “You can call it ‘fanservice.’ I’m calling it a boundary.” “If you’re going to be everyone’s princess on stage, you’re going to be mine off it.” “Why did you answer her message in three seconds and mine in ten?” “If she’s your ‘bestie,’ she can survive without sitting in your lap.” “Keep your hoodie on. I don’t like the way she stares.” “Say ‘no’ the first time. Don’t make me be the bad guy.” “You don’t owe her comfort just because she looks sad.” “Stop fixing her bangs. Stop touching her face. Stop feeding the rumor mill.” “I saw the monitor replay. Don’t tell me you ‘didn’t notice’ her hand on your waist.” “Don’t share your mic during encore. If her voice cracks, that’s her problem.” “Stand still. Let me straighten your necklace. You look… too available.” “No, you can’t switch partners for practice. You already know why.” “You’re not allowed to be that pretty for someone who isn’t me.” “Don’t accept her snack bribes. I packed yours.” “You’re not ‘just being friendly’—you’re creating habits I don’t like.” “If you’re going to act innocent, do it with someone who doesn’t know you.” “I’ll be sweet in public. I’ll be strict in private. That’s the only way this works.” “Say you’re tired and come with me. I don’t care if she pouts.” “We can’t be public, princess—so stop giving her private pieces of you.” “You smiled at her. I counted. Don’t make me start counting everything.” “If she keeps clinging, I’ll schedule you so tight she won’t get a single spare breath.” “You love being wanted. Fine. Be wanted by me.” “When she touches your arm, you don’t pull away fast enough. Fix it.” “I don’t share. I don’t ‘take turns.’ I don’t ‘let it slide.’” “You flirt like it’s breathing—then look shocked when I get possessive." “You’re safe with me. You’re mine with me. Don’t confuse that with a choice.” “If you defend her, I’ll assume you chose her. Do you want me to assume that?”

[bornxtoxsing]

“OFF-CAMERA, YOU’RE MINE” — Toxic Sentence Starters

“Why are you laughing like that with her? You don’t laugh like that with me.” “If she touches you again, I’m going to ‘accidentally’ steal you first.” “Come here. No—closer. I don’t like how she’s looking at you.” “You let her put her hands on you way too easily.” “Don’t call her that nickname. I thought that was ours.” “You’re wearing her gift today? Interesting choice.” “Are you trying to make me jealous, or are you just forgetting I exist?” “Tell me what she said to you. Word for word.” “Stop turning your body toward her when she talks.” “If you’re going to hold someone’s hand, hold mine. At least be consistent.” “You don’t need her. You have me. So why are you acting like she’s oxygen?” “I saw you on the monitor. Don’t lie to my face.” “She gets the bright smile. I get the ‘I’m tired’ voice. Cute.” “Let her find her own water bottle. You’re not her girlfriend.” “When she’s around, you forget to look at me. That’s not an accident.” “You can’t be public with anyone, so why are you being obvious with her?” “If she’s your favorite, just say it. I’d rather hear it than watch it.” “Do you know how humiliating it is watching you choose her with your eyes?” “You’re not ‘being nice.’ You’re feeding her.” “Come sit by me. Right now. I’m done watching her take my place.” “Don’t fix her mic. Fix mine. If you need an excuse to touch someone, touch me.” “You’re too gentle with her. Like you’re saving her. What about me?” “She keeps hovering because you keep rewarding her.” “Are you really that clueless, or do you just like making me crazy?” “If you keep letting her cling to you, I’m going to start clinging first.” “You’re not hers. You’re not anyone’s. But you’re especially not hers.” “Tell her to stop. If you won’t, I will.” “You’re blushing. Don’t tell me that’s because of her.” “If I asked you to pick partners, would you still pick her?” “I hate that you get soft for her. I hate it more that she knows it.” “She’s not ‘just a member.’ Not with the way you look at her.” “Do you save your pretty voice for her too, or is that just a bonus?” “You didn’t even notice I walked in. You only noticed her.” “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad that she thinks she can have you.” “Stop defending her. She doesn’t need you. She just likes being wanted.” “If she’s going to compete, I can compete. Don’t act shocked.” “Let me see your phone. Why is her name at the top?” “You looked happiest when she grabbed your arm. Explain that.” “If you keep giving her attention, I’m going to start taking it.” “Say you’re okay. Look at me when you say it. Not at her.” “I’m not asking for much—just stop making me feel like your second choice.” “I could be sweet. I could be unbearable. Which one do you want?” “You keep telling me ‘it’s nothing.’ Then why does it feel like everything?” “If I pull you away from her right now, will you fight me?” “You can’t date. But you can stop acting like she’s the one you’d break rules for.” “I’m trying so hard to be normal about this, and you’re making it impossible.” “If she keeps trying to claim you in public, I’ll claim you in private.” “Tell me you don’t like her. Lie if you have to—I just want to hear it.” “Look at me. Choose me with your eyes, since you can’t do it with your words.”

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[bornxtoxsing]

"Even Bop Sky thinks I'm a hazard!" — Face crumpled in FAUX TEARS. Pink lips pursing into a theatrical pout. Tone was accusatory. As if she'd been betrayed by the maknae. Of course she wasn't actually offended. Everyone in the room (& watching in chat) was aware that Belle was A WALKING HAZARD to herself & anyone within a five meter radius. Still, even in her exhausted state, she knew how to distract from the awkwardness & put on a show. Julie had thrown her a bone & she was happily gonna CATCH IT. "Oh c'mon, Julie~ Tell us what you really think!" She posed a few more times with the fur coat while Natty attempted to rip it off her, before finally giving up & stripping down. Tossing the garment at the rightful owner who promptly pulled it on & did a pose of her own, asking Julie to pick too. Saying that she looked WAY HOTTER. Belle didn't really care what her bestie said in front of the fans or to make Natty feel better, she knew deep down EXACTLY who she was more attracted to.

"Mm.." Sound that escaped her throat this time was a SOFT & QUIET EXHALE. Nothing out of the ordinary. Eyes flittered for a moment when she felt the kneading of those STRONG HANDS right back in the spot she'd found that needed it most. Bop Sky was so skilled when it came to finding those SWEET SPOTS — "Ooh, I could do with a nice Greek Yogurt." Heavy lids remained shut a bit longer as she leaned into every deep press & rub of those fingers, small appreciative smile, Bop Sky always remembered her favorite things (not that they were a secret, she was a creature of habit)

"You won't be puffy." Julie always looked so pretty, she had NOTHING to worry about so far as Belle was concerned. At the mention of Thai food, one of her synthetic hazels finally snapped open. "You want Thai food?" It really wasn't THAT wild of a suggestion. But, it wasn't like they were gonna have time to go to a restaurant before the flight, & it felt... RATHER... SPECIFIC. Not that she could really think about it as she realized that the rapper had her perky ass right up in her face & was shaking it around. Oh, yeah, Julie was jealous, & she was making it obvious. Who was Belle to complain though? PLAYFUL SMIRK tugged at her lips and she reached up to spank that hot ass with both hands over & over like a drum kit. "I guess we can get Thai if you guys want. But I want Greek Yogurt." (if julie was playing games, she sure as hell wasn't about to lose) Another THWACK. Harder this time.

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

Jealous Lovers Sentence Starters

as requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

“Who was that?”

“I don’t like the way he/she/they look/s at you.”

“How could I make you jealous? I melt whenever you say my name.”

“Hi! I’m ___’s girlfriend/boyfriend/partner/etc. Ever heard of me?”

“So what if I’m jealous?”

“You are spending WAY too much time with that guy/girl/person.”

“How come you never do that with me?”

“Hey. You’re mine.” / “Don’t worry. I’m yours.”

“I’m going to kick his/her/their ass! No one can touch you like that except for me.”

“I heard you and ___ had lunch.”

“Are you jealous?~”

“Can I just give you another hickey?” / “Did you really have to give me so many hickeys?”

“I can’t have these people all over you.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t worry about him/her/them, we’re just friends.”

“Don’t you trust me?” / “You’re not the one I don’t trust…”

“I know that you love me, but your jealousy is getting out of hand.”

“You don’t own me…except when you make that face.”

“I don’t remember our hello kiss being a hello makeout. Are you threatened by my friend?”

“Who are you texting? I thought I just saw a heart emoji.”

“Why is your ass so amazing? Everyone is staring at it and I hate it.”

“Hey, pal. His/her/their eyes are up there.”

“I don’t know what that was about, but I love seeing you all riled up.”

“This is outrageous. I demand more attention.”

“Oh you and ___ went there? That’s where we went on our first date.”

“You’re with ME now.”

“What is/are he/she/they doing here?”

[promptfairy]

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

designed  for  muses  with  a  bit  of  unresolved  tension between  them ,   but  can  be  used  for  any  circumstances you  see  fit !!  

♡   𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄  :    add   ‘  + 🔁  ’   to  reverse  the  roles .

📖  :    my  muse  discovers  your  muse  reading  a  diary  entry  that  my  muse  wrote  about  yours .

💅  :    your  muse  paints  my  muse’s  nails .

🚿  :    my  muse  accidentally  moans  while  your  muse  washes  their  hair .

👕  :    your  muse  helps  my  muse  get  dressed  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🛏️  :    our  muses  are  forced  by  circumstance  to  share  a  bed  for  the  night .

🧼  :    your  muse  bathes  mine  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🙏  :    our  muses’  hands  brush  as  they  walk  side  by  side .

💢  :    your  muse  picks  mine  up   &   carries  them  over  their  shoulder .

👁️  :    your  muse  is  watching  mine  sleep ,   when  my  muse  suddenly  wakes  up   &   catches  them .

🚬  :    my  muse  steals  a  cigarette   (   or lollipop   )   from  your  muse   &   puts  it  in  their  mouth .

🎐  :    our  muses  slow  dance  together .

🧦  :    your  muse  walks  in  on  my  muse  changing  clothes .

🎀  :   your  muse  brushes  my  muse’s  hair .

💍  :    our  muses  are  mistaken  for  a  couple  by  someone  else .

👔  :    your  muse  notices  that  my  muse’s  shirt  is  open   &   goes  to  ‘  fix  it  ’ .

👗  :    my  muse  sees  yours  all  dressed  up .

🪑  :    my  muse  is   ‘  forced  ’   to  sit  on  your  muse’s  lap   (   due  to  a  lack  of  chairs ,   faulty seatbelt ,  etc .   )

🍆  :    your  muse  makes  a  suggestive  joke  but  my  muse  actually  acts  on  it . 

[bornxtoxsing]

"Mmm~?" Soft hum in response to Haneul's inquiry, head lulling back against the slightly taller girl as they reclined on one of the many sofas in the room. She was four drinks in. Walking was NO LONGER AN OPTION (not unless she wanted to faceplant the floor and flash the room her panties) — Brow furrowed in thought. An attempt to mull over the other girl's question. Hooded eyes glazed over. How did people drink & still have coherent conversations? "Do you think about it?" Thought may have crossed her mind once or twice, but she'd never DWELLED ON IT. What could have been didn't matter to a girl like her. All that mattered was what was. & The little family they had formed together. That said, NOW that Haneul had prompted it, SHE WAS thinking about it. "I think..." Slurred voice trailed off & she turned to rest her chin in the dip of the other's collarbone, hot liquor drenched breath rushing across her neck as she spoke, "None of that matters 'cause we did find each other and I don't wanna think about my world without you in it." When she said you she really DID mean all of the members & the kissys. But, it sounded more personal when it came out. & Well, it still was about Bop Sky too. She mattered SO MUCH to Belle.

'You’re so drunk when I’m pretty…'

It wasn't just Julie's voice that dragged her attention away from Bop Sky, it was her EVERYTHING — Leg thrown over her. Fingers prodding at her lips. The smoke trickling between them. Those lust-darkened eyes. & Then after all of that, the words. Belle chuckled. DEEP & HUSKY. Different from her typical loud & dramatic laughter. Something toying with the line of FLIRTATIOUS, "Don't you mean I'm so pretty when you're drunk?" Tilt of her head & a momentary look of annoyance, "Rude. By the way. You better always think I'm pretty not just when you're drunk." One of her hands slid around Julie's body to give her ass a playful smack.