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NO MORE TRICKS UP MY SLEEVE ✓ huh yunjin

context. after the massive success of your second album, you throw a star-studded celebration at a private club in downtown la. among the crowd of artists, influencers, and actors is yunjin, who finds herself drawn to you. what starts as glances across the dance floor and a bold first introduction quickly turns into a night of charged tension and chemistry. eventually leading you two stumbling back to your home.

contents. alcohol usage, language, flirting, someone get these two a room, club setting, semi suggestive, power couple in the making

track. aperture - harry styles

the club sat tucked between two taller buildings in downtown los angeles, its exterior unassuming compared to what was happening inside. a black suv pulled up every few minutes, flashes of cameras catching the arrivals before security ushered them through the velvet ropes and into the elevator that led upstairs. by the time midnight crept closer, the entire top floor had turned into something between a party and a cultural moment.

your party.

the space itself was dim but alive with color—deep lights cutting through the haze, thin beams of neon bouncing off mirrored panels. one entire wall was made of glass, revealing the glowing la skyline stretching endlessly into the night. the bass from the speakers pulsed through the floor so strongly that it could be felt before it could be heard, vibrating through the crowd like a second heartbeat.

your management had spared absolutely no expense.

a dj booth stood slightly elevated above the center of the room, glowing beneath strips of led lighting while bartenders worked nonstop along a long marble bar. groups of people gathered in clusters—some dancing, some laughing loudly over drinks, others leaning against the railings filming the moment for their followers.

and the guest list?

it read like the internet’s algorithm had been brought to life.

billie stood near the bar in a jersey, talking animatedly with stassie while someone recorded them laughing over something on a phone screen. across the room, quen had already taken control of a corner couch, half filming a chaotic story while pulling people into the frame. tyrell hampton moved through the crowd with a small camera slung around his neck, stopping every few minutes to snap candid photos of whoever happened to be nearby.

on the dance floor, charli xcx had claimed a patch of space with a few friends, already dancing like the night had been going for hours. neanwhile, odessa leaned casually against a railing near the balcony doors, smoking with a small group that included adela, their voices occasionally breaking into loud laughter that carried over the music.

but tonight wasn’t about them.

tonight was about you.

your second album had dropped only a week earlier and it had already exploded in ways even your label hadn’t fully predicted. songs climbing global charts overnight. clips spreading across tiktok like wildfire. billboard placements stacking faster than anyone expected.

two albums in—and suddenly everyone was calling you the pop princess of the moment.

it was ridiculous.

and somehow… also true.

across the room, the members of le sserafim had arrived together not long ago, quickly blending into the crowd of artists and creators. people had recognized them immediately, conversations sparking naturally as they moved around the room.

but while the others were comfortably socializing, one of them had noticed something different.

yunjin stood beside odessa near the glass wall, one elbow resting casually on the railing while she watched the room unfold. she’d already spoken to a handful of people—quen for a few minutes, tyrell briefly while he asked for a quick photo, and adela when they ended up waiting at the bar together.

still, her attention kept drifting somewhere else. because every few minutes the crowd parted just slightly and you appeared somewhere new in the room. laughing with someone near the bar and draping an arm over someone’s shoulders on the dance floor. leaning in close while someone spoke into your ear over the music.

it wasn’t that you were trying to be the center of attention.

you just naturally were.

yunjin watched as you slipped through another group of friends, your outfit catching the glow of the club lights every time you moved. the black off-the-shoulder top hugged your frame perfectly, the soft fabric slipping slightly off one shoulder in that effortless way that looked more accidental than styled. your mini skirt hugged your hips, the tiger-striped pattern bold under the shifting lights while the thin drawstring hung loosely at the front.

your knee-high boots added just enough height to the way you carried yourself, confident but relaxed, like the entire night belonged to you without you needing to prove it.

your hair fell down your back in loose waves, strands catching flashes of purple and blue lighting as you moved.

someone handed you a drink.

you took it with a grin.

then, suddenly, someone from your team appeared beside the dj booth and motioned toward you. a cheer started almost instantly once people realized what was happening.

you laughed when you noticed the attention turning toward you, raising one eyebrow like you weren’t entirely sure if you should encourage it or run the other direction. eventually, though, you handed your drink to someone beside you and made your way toward the small set of steps leading to the dj platform.

the moment you climbed up, the energy in the room shifted.

the dj lowered the music slightly, sliding the microphone across the turntables toward you while people began crowding closer to the platform.

phones appeared.

lights flickered on.

someone shouted your name from the dance floor.

you picked up the mic, glancing over the room with a smile that was equal parts amused and grateful.

“okay—okay,” you said, laughing softly as the crowd quieted just enough to hear you. “first of all… the fact that this many of you actually showed up tonight is insane.”

you leaned one hip casually against the turntables, clearly comfortable even with hundreds of eyes now locked on you.

“i’m serious,” you continued, sweeping your gaze across the crowd. “when my management started planning this they were like—‘invite people, it’ll be good for the optics.’”

you made exaggerated air quotes with one hand which made a few people in the audience groaned playfully.

“but honestly,” you said, your tone softening slightly as you looked out across the room again, “most of you here are just… my friends.”

there was a small swell of cheers at that.

“which makes this way cooler than some industry thing where everyone pretends they like each other.”

more laughter rolled through the crowd, louder this time. you glanced down for a moment, clearly trying not to smile too big before lifting the microphone again.

“my second album dropped a week ago,” you continued. “and you guys somehow decided to absolutely lose your minds about it.”

someone started whooping from somewhere near the bar.

you immediately pointed at them with mock accusation, “don’t start that tonight.”

“but seriously,” you added, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear while the room slowly settled again. “i mean this. i’m really grateful for everyone in this room. the artists, the actors, the chaos gremlins…”

your eyes drifted briefly toward quen, who immediately started cheering louder when she realized you were looking in her direction, “…and whoever managed to sneak in,” you finished, smirking.

then you lifted the microphone again, that same sharp little edge creeping back into your voice.

“so thank you for coming.”

you paused just long enough for the room to quiet again. your grin widened slightly.

“…now let’s get fucked up.”

the dj slammed the music back to full volume instantly and the crowd exploded with an energy that couldn't be replicated.

cheers, whistles, phones flying back into the air as the beat crashed through the room once more. you hopped down from the dj booth with the same easy confidence you’d climbed up with, disappearing almost immediately into the swarm of friends rushing over to hug you and drag you back toward the bar.

and across the room—

yunjin realized she’d been watching the entire thing without looking away once, she let out a quiet breath, eyes still following you through the room. because somehow, in a club filled with some of the most recognizable faces of the moment—

you were still the one everyone kept looking at.

someone from your team reached you first, wrapping you in a quick hug and leaning in to say something close to your ear over the music. you nodded along while listening, smiling faintly before responding with a short comment that made them laugh. a moment later, addison appeared from the side and immediately threw both arms around your shoulders in a dramatic greeting, the kind that nearly knocked the drink out of your hand.

your reaction was instant. you laughed, leaning sideways slightly from the impact before pushing her shoulder in playful retaliation.

nearby, quen had already lifted her phone, filming the interaction with a mission to get this on camera. the moment you noticed the camera pointed toward you, you leaned a little closer to the lens and flashed a grin quick and natural as the neon lights flickered across your face.

quen burst into loud laughter and swung the camera back toward herself, clearly talking to whoever would watch the video later. even from across the room, it was easy to see the exaggerated excitement in her gestures.

yunjin watched the exchange quietly, her gaze following the small movements almost without realizing it. there was something about the way you carried yourself that made the entire interaction feel effortless. you weren’t trying to perform for the camera or command the attention of the room. you simply existed within it in a way that people seemed to love.

beside her, odessa leaned comfortably against the railing, observing the crowd with the relaxed demeanor of someone who had already accepted that the night would probably grow increasingly chaotic.

after a moment, odessa glanced sideways.

“you’ve been watching her for a while.”

yunjin blinked, briefly shifting her gaze away as if she had just been pulled out of a thought she hadn’t realized she was having.

“i’m just looking around,” she replied, though the answer lacked much conviction.

odessa’s expression made it clear she didn’t believe that explanation for a second, but she didn’t press further. instead, her attention returned toward the dance floor just as the lighting in the club shifted again, deep color flooding the space as the dj transitioned into another track.

the change in music seemed to ripple outward through the crowd.

and suddenly you weren’t standing at the bar anymore.

someone—most likely charli judging by the flash of wavy black hair and chaotic energy—had grabbed your hand and pulled you into the middle of the dance floor. the group around you erupted into motion almost immediately, bodies swaying and turning beneath the flashing lights as the bass pounded through the speakers.

yunjin’s eyes followed the movement almost automatically.

you danced the way someone did when they weren’t worried about how they looked. one hand remained loosely wrapped around your drink while the other occasionally pushed your hair back from your face or lifted briefly in rhythm with the music. there was an easy confidence in the way you moved, not choreographed or exaggerated, just relaxed.

that, somehow made it more noticeable.

people nearby were glancing toward you even while dancing themselves. conversations paused for a moment longer than usual when you passed through a group. even those who had arrived as big names themselves seemed content letting the moment orbit around you.

a few feet away from yunjin, tyrell walked through the crowd with a camera slung around his neck. when he noticed the cluster forming around the dance floor, he slowed slightly, lifting the camera and snapping a few quick shots in your direction.

the soft clicking of the shutter barely carried over the music.

he lowered the camera again after a moment, shaking his head with a small amused smile before moving on through the room.

yunjin remained still where she stood, her attention drifting back toward you again almost immediately.

it wasn’t just that you were the focus of the party. plenty of people in the room were used to attention. it was more the subtle details in the way you interacted with the people around you—the way you leaned in when someone spoke, the quick changes in your expression when something genuinely amused you, the casual way you rested a hand briefly on someone’s shoulder while listening.

those small gestures made every interaction feel personal.

at one point, someone said something that caught you completely off guard. even from across the floor, yunjin could see the way your head tipped back slightly as laughter escaped you, one hand briefly pressing against your stomach like you were trying to recover from laughing too hard.

for a moment the scene felt oddly quiet to watch, despite the noise surrounding it. then, as the laughter faded, you straightened again and lifted your drink for a small sip.

your eyes drifted upward across the room.

they moved slowly, scanning over the crowd without any particular focus—until they paused briefly in the direction where yunjin stood.

it was probably accidental. with so many people in the room, it was unlikely you were actually looking at any one person for long. still, the brief moment of alignment made yunjin’s attention sharpen slightly.

the pause was short.

someone grabbed your arm again almost immediately, pulling you into another conversation with a group that had just approached you. your attention shifted back toward them as easily as before, a smile returning as you leaned closer to hear whatever they were saying.

beside yunjin, odessa noticed the moment as well.

she tilted her head slightly as she blew smoke out her mouth.

“i think she looked over here.”

yunjin gave a quiet huff of disbelief, though her eyes had already returned to where you now stood at the bar again, talking with quen and gabriette while someone slid another drink toward you across the counter.

“she wasn’t looking at me,” yunjin said, though the statement sounded more like a casual dismissal than a serious argument.

odessa remained leaned against the railing with the casual posture of someone who had spent plenty of nights exactly like this. a cigarette rested between her fingers, the faint glow at its tip occasionally brightening when she took a slow drag.

the cigarette burned low between her fingers before she finally flicked it downward, pressing the end against the small metal ashtray mounted to the railing. the ember disappeared with a soft hiss as she crushed it out and tossed the stub aside.

yunjin didn’t notice the movement at first. her focus remained on the bar across the room, where you had just tilted your head back slightly in laughter again.

odessa glanced at her once more. then she reached out and gave yunjin’s shoulder a brief, firm pat..

odessa had already started stepping away, slipping easily into the current of people moving toward the dance floor. but before she disappeared fully into the crowd, she leaned slightly closer, her voice just loud enough to carry over the music.

“she’s not gonna come to you first.”

by the time yunjin turned her head to respond, odessa was already gone, her dark hair disappearing between clusters of people moving toward the center of the room.

yunjin stood there for a moment longer than necessary, processing the comment. her gaze drifted back across the club almost instinctively.

it wasn’t hard to see why people were drawn to you. yunjin exhaled slowly, finishing the last sip of her drink before setting the empty glass down on the nearby ledge. she finally stepped away from the railing and began moving through the crowd in your direction.

yunjin had to weave through conversations and dancers, occasionally turning her shoulders sideways to slip past someone without knocking into them.

as she moved deeper into the center of the room, the bass felt stronger under her feet, the lights brighter and more chaotic as they flashed over the dance floor. the scent of spilled drinks and perfume hung in the air, mixed with the faint haze drifting beneath the ceiling lights.

by the time she reached the bar, the crowd there was just as dense.

the space around you had opened up slightly, leaving you leaning casually against the marble counter with one hip resting against it, drink balanced loosely in your hand.

you were listening to charli finish a story, nodding along with a half-smile while she gestured dramatically with both hands. when she finally laughed at the end of whatever point she was making, she squeezed your shoulder quickly before disappearing back toward the dance floor again.

for the first time in a while, you were momentarily alone.

yunjin slipped into the empty space beside you without making a show of it, resting one forearm lightly against the bar as she caught the bartender’s attention.

“martini, please,” she said, her voice steady over the music.

the bartender nodded and turned away to prepare it.

for a second, yunjin focused on the bar itself—the condensation rings on the marble, the reflection of neon lights rippling across the polished surface. it gave her a brief moment to collect herself after crossing the room.

then she felt it.

that small, almost instinctive awareness people sometimes get when someone’s attention shifts toward them. you had noticed her.

your head turned slightly, curiosity flickering across your expression as you took in the unfamiliar face that had appeared beside you. the recognition came almost immediately—subtle, but visible in the way your eyebrows lifted just a touch.

your posture straightened slightly as well, the natural poise you carried returning without effort. it was the same warm energy you had on stage or in interviews, the kind that made every interaction feel welcoming without losing that confident edge. a bright smile spread across your face

“oh my gosh—hi.”

your voice carried easily over the music, friendly and genuine as if you had already decided you were glad she’d walked over.

for a brief moment, the rest of the noise in the club faded into the background of yunjin’s awareness.

up close, the lighting caught different details than it had from across the room—the subtle shimmer in your eye makeup, the way your hair fell over one shoulder where the neckline of your black top slipped slightly lower. the skirt moved faintly as you shifted your weight against the bar, one boot hooked lightly around the leg of the stool beside you.

you looked exactly like the center of the party.

but your attention right now was focused entirely on her.

yunjin blinked once, momentarily thrown by how natural the greeting felt.

then she smiled back.

“hi,” she replied, her tone warm but calm, like she was trying very hard not to seem as aware of the moment as she actually was.

the bartender slid the martini in front of her just then, condensation already forming along the glass.

“i’m yunjin,” she added after a second, nodding slightly toward you.

the introduction felt unnecessary almost the moment it left her mouth.

you moved easily into her space, arms lifting without hesitation as you pulled her into a quick hug. it wasn’t overly dramatic or drawn out, just the kind of natural greeting someone gave a friend they were genuinely happy to see. your perfume lingered faintly in the moment between you before you pulled back again, your hands resting briefly on her arms as you looked at her properly.

“of course i know who you are,” you said cheerfully.

the warmth in your voice matched the bright grin still on your face, your tone relaxed despite the constant movement of the party happening around you. the music pulsed through the floor beneath your boots, lights flickering across your hair as people continued pushing past behind you to order drinks.

still, your attention stayed on yunjin.

“i'm so glad you could make it,” you continued, brushing a strand of hair back over your shoulder. “i’m sorry for the late notice of the party when my management sent the invites out.”

the apology came out casually, but there was a sincerity to it that didn’t feel rehearsed. you leaned back against the bar again as you spoke, resting your elbow against the marble counter while lifting your drink for a small sip.

“you guys have been everywhere lately,” you added, your eyes briefly scanning her face with an interested kind of curiosity. “i didn’t even know if you’d still be in the city when they sent the invitations.”

yunjin let out a small breath of amusement at that, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly. “we almost weren’t,” she admitted, finally picking up her martini. “schedules changed last minute.”

her gaze flicked over your shoulder briefly, taking in the endless movement of the room around you before settling back on you again, “but i’m glad we stayed.”

you hummed thoughtfully at that, clearly pleased with the answer.

behind you, the dj transitioned into another song, the beat shifting slightly as a new track rolled through the speakers. a fresh wave of cheers rose from the dance floor as people recognized it.

neither of you moved.

your eyes were just as attentive as they had seemed from a distance. then your grin returned again, playful this time, “i’ve been meaning to say hi to you actually,” you said.

your head tilted slightly as you looked at her.

“i just… haven’t stopped moving all night.”

yunjin let out a soft laugh at that, glancing briefly toward the crowd surrounding the dance floor before looking back at you.

“i noticed.”

you followed her glance for a moment, watching the chaos unfolding around the room and when your eyes returned to yunjin, your smile softened slightly.

"well,” you said, lifting your glass lightly in her direction, “i’m glad you came over.”

you studied her face for a second longer than most people might have in passing conversation, the smile on your lips relaxed and genuine. up close, she looked slightly different than she did on stage or in photos—less guarded somehow, even while maintaining the calm composure she seemed to carry naturally.

your eyes flicked briefly over her features, as if quietly confirming the recognition that had sparked earlier.

then your expression brightened again.

“oh—”

you straightened slightly from where you were leaning against the bar, the realization clearly hitting you mid-thought.

“congrats, by the way,” you said, your voice warm with enthusiasm. “on the spaghetti single.”

you tilted your head just a little, your smile widening into something almost sheepish, like you were admitting something you didn’t mind being teased for.

“i’m actually in love.”

the confession came out casually, but the sincerity in your tone made it obvious you meant it. you lifted your drink for another small sip afterward, still watching her over the rim of the glass.

for a split second, yunjin looked almost surprised.

not dramatically but enough that the reaction flickered across her face before she could smooth it back into her usual composure. compliments weren’t exactly rare in this industry, especially in rooms like this, but something about the way you said it made the moment feel more personal than polite.

she let out a quiet laugh under her breath.

“really?”

her fingers shifted slightly around her glass as she leaned one shoulder against the bar beside you, mirroring your relaxed posture without realizing it.

your eyebrows lifted immediately, almost offended by the mild disbelief.

“yeah, really,” you said, nudging the rim of your glass lightly against the counter for emphasis. “i’ve had it on repeat for like… three days.”

your eyes flicked upward briefly as if mentally counting, “actually—four.”

yunjin’s smile grew a little wider at that.

across the room, a sudden burst of cheering erupted as someone recognized the new song the dj had started playing, but neither of you looked away from each other long enough to check what caused it.

“you’re serious,” she said, sounding slightly more amused now.

“why would i lie about something that specific?” you replied immediately.

there was a playful energy in your voice now, the kind that came naturally when you felt comfortable with someone.

“and don’t act surprised,” you added. “everyone’s obsessed with it.”

yunjin shook her head slightly, a soft laugh escaping her again as she lifted her drink for the first sip since arriving at the bar.

“well,” she said after swallowing, her eyes drifting back toward you.

“i’m glad it passed the pop princess test.”

the nickname slipped into the conversation so smoothly it almost sounded casual.

your reaction, however, was immediate. your eyes narrowed slightly in mock suspicion, though the grin tugging at your mouth gave away that you weren’t actually offended.

“oh no,” you said slowly, "you’re one of them”

the moment yunjin opened her mouth to reply, movement swept into the space beside you. the energy shifted so abruptly that both of you instinctively turned your heads toward it.

tyrell appeared like a hawk swooping in on prey, practically materializing out of the crowd. his small camera hung from his wrist, one hand already lifted as though he could snap the perfect shot at any second.

“oh my god,” he began, voice sharp and urgent, “do not move. i need this.”

you laughed immediately, tilting your head back slightly at his dramatic tone. “ty—”

“nope,” he interrupted, already stepping back a few paces to frame both of you perfectly in his lens. “absolutely not. this is a cultural moment.”

yunjin raised an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at her lips, though amusement had already softened her usual calm. “what’s happening?” she asked quietly, glancing between you and tyrell as if bracing for chaos.

tyrell moved slightly to the side to adjust the lighting, making sure the neon from the dance floor caught both of you just right. “this is going to break the internet,” he said, shaking his head with a mixture of awe and mock-seriousness. “do you understand what you two standing here together means?”

you groaned, covering part of your face with your hand while laughing softly. “i'm so sorry. he gets like this sometimes.”

yunjin chuckled, shaking her head lightly. “it’s fine,” she said, her voice calm but amused. she watched as tyrell waved his hands dramatically, clearly impatient with the both of you.

“you two are standing like coworkers right now,” he said sharply. “i need more energy. closer.”

you turned slightly toward yunjin, brushing your shoulder gently against hers as you adjusted your position. it wasn’t forced—just casual, natural, a subtle nudge of closeness as you angled yourself toward the camera.

tyrell squinted through his lens, muttering to himself before stepping back. “almost. you’re too calm."

both of you exchanged a quick glance, a shared flicker of amusement passing silently between you. then you turned your heads toward each other just slightly, the contact of your gaze enough to shift the energy in the small space around the bar.

tyrell’s grin spread when he snapped the first shot. click. then another. click. each flash caught the glimmer of the club lights reflecting off your hair, the subtle curve of your smiles, the small, natural ease of the moment.

h e lowered the camera slowly after a few more shots, staring at the images on his small screen as if he could not quite process them. “oh,” he said finally, his voice thick with disbelief. “this is literally it.”

you exchanged a brief look with yunjin, both of you laughing quietly at his intensity. despite the pounding music and chaos of the club, the three of you had created a bubble of focus, the moment suspended in a way that felt both intimate and monumental.

without another word, he lifted his thumb in a quick gesture of approval, like a silent perfect. the movement was quick and confident, a small stamp of completion on whatever chaotic mission had brought him over in the first place.

before either of you could react, he leaned forward suddenly and pressed a quick kiss to yunjin’s cheek.

it was fast, friendly, and completely casual—the kind of affectionate greeting people in his circle gave without thinking twice, “nice to meet you, i'm literally so obsessed with you.” he added as he straightened again, already beginning to step backward into the moving crowd.

then he pointed briefly between the two of you with a grin that suggested he knew exactly what kind of moment he’d interrupted.

“don’t move too far,” he said. “i might need a round two later.”

with that, tyrell hampton slipped back into the flow of people moving through the club, disappearing almost as quickly as he had appeared.

the space around the bar settled again.

for a second, the two of you simply stood there, the echo of his sudden energy fading back into the rhythm of the party. the music was louder now, the dance floor visibly more packed as people crowded closer together beneath the shifting lights.

you watched tyrell vanish into the crowd for a moment, the corner of your mouth lifting in quiet amusement.

then you turned back toward yunjin.

the curiosity in your expression softened your features slightly, your head tilting just a little as if you were studying her again. the neon lights shined along the edge of your cheekbone while the off-shoulder neckline of your top shifted as you leaned back against the bar.

your smile returned to warm, playful, and unmistakably inviting, “up for a dance?”

the question came easily, like it was the most natural next step in the world. across the room, the dance floor pulsed beneath the lights, bodies moving together while the dj drove the beat deeper into the night.

yunjin glanced briefly in that direction and then back at you.

“i think i am.”

“well,” you said lightly, mostly to yourself.

you tipped a shot glass full of tequila back in one smooth motion, finishing the shot before the burn had time to settle. your face scrunched briefly in reaction as you swallowed, the expression quick but honest before you exhaled and set the empty glass back down against the marble surface with a soft tap.

yunjin watched the entire thing unfold with quiet amusement.

you slid off the bar stool the next second, boots hitting the floor with a confident thud as you turned back toward her. the movement brought you a step closer than before, the neon lights catching faintly along the loose waves of your hair.

then you extended your hand.

your smile had shifted slightly—still bright, still easy, but now carrying a little more intention behind it. there was something undeniably charismatic about it, the kind of invitation that felt less like a question.

“come on.”

the gesture hung between you for half a second.

yunjin’s gaze dropped briefly to your hand before lifting back to your face.

up close, your confidence wasn’t overwhelming the way it might have seemed from across the room. it was warm. welcoming. the kind of presence that made people want to step closer instead of pulling away.

it made her stomach flutter.

the feeling caught her slightly off guard, though it only showed in the faintest shift in her expression before a small smile spread across her lips.

she reached forward and took your hand.

your fingers closed around hers naturally, warm and steady as you turned immediately toward the dance floor. the crowd parted just enough for you to guide her through, weaving between moving bodies while the bass pounded through the room.

yunjin let herself be pulled along without resistance, her grip tightening slightly as you navigated through the shifting crowd.

ahead of you, the dance floor glowed beneath the shifting lights, people moving in waves beneath the dj booth.

the moment you pulled yunjin into the center of the dance floor, the energy shifted again.

the music felt different than it did at the bar. the bass wasn’t just something you heard—it lived in the floor beneath your feet, vibrating up through your boots and into your chest. the dj had just blended into a new track, something smooth and hypnotic, driven by a deep, steady beat layered with airy synths that floated above it. it had that late-night groove that pulled people in slowly rather than demanding attention all at once.

the lights above swept across the crowd in waves of violet and blue, catching on raised hands and the occasional flash of someone’s phone camera.

you released yunjin’s hand once you reached the center of the floor, but the space between you stayed close. people danced around you, bodies swaying and turning, yet there was still just enough room for the two of you to move without bumping into anyone.

the rhythm settled into your body almost instantly.

you tipped your head back slightly as the beat rolled through the speakers, letting your shoulders loosen while your hips began to follow the groove of the song. the movement came naturally, smooth and controlled, the kind that didn’t look forced because it wasn’t.

your hips rolled slowly to the rhythm, winding in time with the bass while one hand brushed back through your hair. the tiger-striped skirt shifted with each motion, the pattern catching the flashes of light as your boots slid lightly against the floor.

across from you, yunjin had already closed her eyes for a moment.

she tilted her head slightly from side to side as if physically leaning into the music, letting the beat guide the way her body moved. the controlled composure she carried earlier dissolving into something far more relaxed.

the song had that kind of pull.

it didn’t ask for attention—it coaxed it out slowly.

you noticed the change immediately.

a grin tugged at the corner of your mouth as you watched her start to move more comfortably with the rhythm, her head tilting again as she let herself sink deeper into the groove. she had a natural sense of timing, the kind that came from someone who understood music instinctively.

your hips circled again with the beat, a little slower this time, the movement smooth and unhurried.

yunjin opened her eyes just as you did it.

for a brief moment, the two of you locked onto each other again in the middle of the flashing lights and moving bodies.

the crowd around you blurred into motion, but the rhythm between the two of you stayed perfectly in sync with the music. yunjin’s smile grew slightly as she caught the way you were moving, the confidence in your posture, the playful ease in your expression.

she shifted her weight forward just a little, letting her shoulders follow the beat while her head dipped again to the rhythm. the track built gradually, the bassline deepening while the synths layered softly over it like distant echoes. your body followed every shift naturally.

your hips rolled again, slower this time, your head tilting to the side as you leaned into the groove of the music. one hand lifted briefly into the air, fingers brushing through your hair again while your other hand rested loosely near your hip.

yunjin soon realized something quietly.

it wasn’t just the music making her stomach flutter now.

you began head nodding gently with the rhythm while your shoulders loosened, your body following the groove with an ease that came naturally rather than intentionally. after a moment, you tilted your head upward toward the ceiling lights, letting them wash across your face as you closed your eyes for a brief second. the alcohol sitting lightly in your system softened everything just enough—the music felt heavier in your chest, the lights blurred at the edges, and the constant motion of the crowd faded into something distant and unimportant.

a quiet smile settled onto your lips as you let the music guide your body.

your hips moved slowly with the bassline, winding in smooth circles that matched the tempo of the track. the movement wasn’t exaggerated or showy. it was relaxed, the kind of dancing that happened when someone stopped thinking about how they looked and simply let the rhythm carry them.

and yunjin watched you carefully.

eventually your gaze drifted back down from the ceiling lights, landing on her again.

your eyes carried that soft, hazy warmth that came with a few drinks and a good song. when you met her gaze, you nodded slightly in time with the music, the small smile still resting on your lips while your hips continued moving slowly with the rhythm.

then you lifted your hands toward her.

the gesture was simple but intentional. your palms opened toward her in invitation, held just long enough that she understood exactly what you meant.

yunjin placed her hands into yours without hesitation, her fingers briefly fitting against yours before you guided them upward. your hands slid gently along her arms, moving them into place until her palms rested comfortably on your shoulders.

once they were there, you let your own hands settle at her waist.

the movement was smooth and natural, almost blending into the rhythm of the dance itself. from the outside it would have looked completely ordinary. people danced like this in clubs all the time—friends leaning into each other while moving with the music, bodies swaying together without much thought.

anyone watching would have seen nothing unusual.

but the moment your hands rested against her waist, the space between the two of you shifted.

you were closer now, close enough that the movement of your bodies began to sync without either of you consciously trying. the slow winding motion of your hips guided the rhythm between you while yunjin adjusted her grip slightly on your shoulders, her fingers settling there more comfortably as she leaned into the beat.

her body followed yours almost automatically.

the bass pulsed through both of you as the music carried on, your movements aligning in a quiet, shared rhythm while the crowd continued to dance all around you. your hips rolled slowly with the song, and yunjin mirrored the motion without even realizing it at first.

from the outside, it looked like two people dancing the way close friends often did in crowded clubs.

but the intention behind it was something only the two of you could feel.

the way you had pulled her closer without making it obvious.

neither of you spoke because neither of you needed to, to understand this.

the touch, the closeness, the rhythm you had fallen into together wasn’t accidental. it was the first move.

then you shifted closer.

it wasn’t abrupt or dramatic. it happened gradually, the kind of subtle movement that could easily go unnoticed by anyone else in the room. your hands tightened slightly at her waist as you guided her forward, closing the distance between you until there was barely any space left at all.

yunjin felt the change immediately.

her hands adjusted slightly on your shoulders, her fingers curling more securely against the fabric of your top as she leaned with the motion you were guiding. the closeness made the heat of the dance floor feel stronger, the music louder somehow, the moment more focused.

your bodies were almost pressed together now, still moving with the slow rhythm of the track.

the neon lights flickered across both of you, briefly illuminating the way your hair fell forward as you leaned in closer. your head tilted slightly, bringing your lips near her ear so your voice could reach her over the music.

your breath brushed lightly against her skin when you spoke.

“is this okay?”

the words were soft but clear, carried close enough that she could hear them despite the bass vibrating through the room. your hands didn’t move from her waist, but the way you held her loosened just enough to give her space to pull away if she wanted to.

it was a quiet check-in in the middle of the chaos of the club.

yunjin felt the question settle in her chest for a moment.

her heart had already picked up somewhere between the walk to the dance floor and the moment your hands had guided hers onto your shoulders. now, with you this close, the feeling was impossible to ignore.

her grip on your shoulders tightened slightly.

instead of pulling away, she leaned just a fraction closer, letting her head tilt toward yours so you could hear her response without needing to raise her voice.

“yeah,” she said softly.

her lips curved into a small smile that you could almost hear in her tone.

when you pulled back from her ear, the space between your faces was still impossibly small.

the music continued to pulse around you, thick and steady, but for a moment it felt like the rest of the dance floor had softened into the background. the lights swept over the crowd in slow waves of violet and blue, catching briefly on your hair and the curve of yunjin’s jaw as the two of you continued moving together.

your hips never stopped following the rhythm.

they wound slowly with the beat, guiding the shared motion between you while your hands remained warm at her waist. the movement had become almost hypnotic now—subtle, smooth, instinctive.

when your eyes met again, the intensity of it was different than before.

neither of you looked away.

yunjin understood the shift instantly.

there was something unspoken hanging between the two of you now, something playful but deliberate. the kind of tension that came when both people realized they were stepping into the same moment at the same time.

her hands slid slowly from where they rested on your shoulders, the movement gradual enough that it blended into the rhythm of the dance. her palms traced lightly along your arms before lifting higher, settling gently at the sides of your neck.

the contact was warm but careful.

one of her thumbs brushed softly along the column of your throat, the movement almost absentminded as the beat continued to guide the sway of both of your bodies. the touch wasn’t forceful or possessive—just curious, exploratory, like she was testing the new closeness between you.

you didn’t stop dancing.

your hips continued moving with the same smooth rhythm as before, but your gaze flickered between her eyes and her lips now, the playful spark returning to your expression. the faint haze from the drinks you’d had earlier softened your focus just enough to make the moment feel even more surreal.

for a second, neither of you spoke.

then your smile curved slowly into something more mischievous.

“i don’t think this was a good idea,” you said.

your voice carried just enough humor to reveal that you didn’t mean it the way the words sounded. the grin tugging at your mouth made it clear you were enjoying the situation far too much to actually regret it.

contact still there on your throat to remind you both how close you were standing.

and you were very close.

close enough to see the subtle shift of her expression each time your eyes flickered down toward her lips before returning to her gaze.

there was something in the way the two of you looked at each other now—something heavier than simple flirting but still held back by a thread of restraint.

a kind of quiet neediness.

the lights shifted again, washing briefly over both of your faces. in the glow it became easier to see the faint flush that had settled across your cheeks. the dancing, the alcohol humming softly through your systems, the closeness of the moment—all of it had warmed your skin just enough to make the color obvious.

yunjin’s face carried the same warmth.

her breathing had slowed slightly, but her eyes hadn’t left yours.

your hands remained at her waist, steady there as your bodies continued swaying with the music. the beat rolled through the speakers again, deeper this time, and your hips followed the rhythm without thought.

the movement brought you just a fraction closer again.

for a moment it felt like the world around you had narrowed down to the two of you standing there in the middle of the dance floor, the noise of the club fading into something distant while the tension between you lingered.

neither of you spoke.

the tension between you had stretched into something almost fragile.

your bodies still moved with the music, slow and synchronized, but the space between your faces had grown even smaller without either of you consciously deciding it should. the bassline rolled through the room again, low and steady, vibrating faintly through your chest while the lights swept across the crowded dance floor.

your gaze dropped briefly to yunjin’s lips.

then back to her eyes.

something in your expression shifted—less teasing now, more certain.

you began to lean in.

it wasn’t sudden or impulsive. the movement was slow enough that she could see it coming, your body tipping forward just slightly as your hand remained steady at her waist.

for a fraction of a second, it looked like you were going to close the last few inches between you.

but yunjin reacted quickly.

a soft laugh escaped her as she lifted one hand from your neck and pressed her palm lightly against the center of your chest, stopping you before the distance disappeared completely. the gesture wasn’t rough—it was gentle, almost playful but it held enough firmness to pause the moment.

she smiled at you.

“not here,” she said, her voice warm but steady despite the music surrounding you.

her eyes held yours as she added, a little softer, “plus… i think it’s just the drinks talking.”

for a moment you didn’t move.

then you shook your head slowly.

the smile that returned to your face was quieter now, but it carried a kind of certainty that hadn’t been there before. instead of stepping back, you leaned slightly forward again but this time not toward her lips, but toward the hand she had placed against your chest.

your movement was slow enough that she didn’t pull away.

your head tilted just slightly as you leaned into the warmth of her palm, letting it rest there against you while your eyes stayed locked with hers.

“it’s not the drinks,” you said, “it’s you.”

✵

the car had rolled up the winding driveway to your mansion without either of you really noticing, the quiet of the early morning contrasting sharply with the pulsing chaos of the club hours earlier. music, laughter, and the haze of drinks had melted into something almost dreamlike, leaving only the two of you together, riding the lingering warmth of the night.

by the time you reached the front door, the tension that had been simmering since the dance floor had become impossible to ignore. yunjin’s hand found yours almost instinctively, gripping your wrist and pulling you toward her. you barely had time to react before her lips were on yours.

the kiss was sudden and consuming, a release of all the restraint that had built up between you over the past hours. it was messy in the best possible way, urgent yet careful, demanding and giving all at once.

yunjin moved forward just enough to close the tall front door with her foot, shutting out the quiet street outside. the sound of it thudding against the frame echoed faintly in the foyer, but neither of you paused. her hands came to rest on your waist, pulling you against her as your own found the curve of her back. your breaths mingled, warm and shallow, as the two of you stumbled backward together.

the back of your legs bumped the edge of the small foyer table, the motion tipping over a decorative bowl. it wobbled across the surface and came to a stop, a soft clatter marking the clumsiness of the moment.

you caught yourself on yunjin’s shoulders, steadying yourself against the stumble, and for a brief second, both of you paused.

the pause lasted only a moment before the corner of yunjin’s mouth lifted into a quiet, breathless smile. you could feel the same grin tugging at your lips, the shared understanding that the moment had been inevitable finally breaking into something tangible.

she leaned in again, her hand sliding from your waist to cup the side of your face, tilting your head slightly as the kiss deepened. your back pressed lightly against the table now, its cool surface grounding you while the world outside seemed to fall away.

yunjin stepped back slightly, letting her eyes sweep over the expanse of your home as she took in the foyer. her hand still lingered lightly on your chest, but she had enough distance now to fully absorb the space around her.

a soft exhale escaping her lips. “lead the wa—woah… holy shit,” she murmured, her voice catching in awe. she looked up, then around, scanning the sweeping staircase that curved elegantly to the second floor, the polished marble floors that reflected the faint glow of recessed lighting, and the modern, art-filled decor that gave the space an air of effortless sophistication.

her fingers drifted from your chest and lightly brushed along her own arm as if to steady herself from the sudden sensory overload. “this… this is insane,” she breathed out, her eyes still darting from the grand chandelier hanging above to the tall windows overlooking the city below.

the moonlight spilling in highlighted the sleek lines of the architecture, casting soft shadows that made the space feel almost cinematic.

you couldn’t help but laugh softly at her reaction, the corners of your lips tugging up. “impressive, right?” you asked, your voice teasing but low, carrying just enough warmth to make the words feel personal despite the grandeur surrounding you.

yunjin turned her gaze back to you, eyes wide and sparkling, a smile tugging at her lips. her admiration was obvious.

she tilted her head slightly, the awe in her expression mixing with the way your presence made everything around her feel electric. “i… wow. this place is beautiful,” she finally whispered, voice soft, as she let herself take a small step forward again.

yunjin was still looking around the foyer, her gaze drifting from the high ceilings to the long stretch of windows that overlooked the dark hillside outside. even in the soft lighting of the house, everything felt enormous. carefully placed artwork, the that curved upward toward the second floor.

she shook her head softly, still a little stunned.

“i mean it,” she said, glancing back toward you with a breathy laugh. “this place is—”

her words faded when she noticed what you were doing.

you had stepped a little farther into the foyer and leaned down to kick off your boots, nudging them aside near the door with a casual ease that made it clear you’d done this routine countless times after long nights out. straightening again, you ran a hand through your hair before glancing back at her.

“i would give you a tour,” you began.

your voice carried that same teasing warmth from earlier in the night, but there was something slower about the way you moved now. your fingers found the hem of your top, lifting it slightly as you spoke.

“but there’s kinda only one thing on my mind right now.”

the words hung in the quiet of the house as you pulled the fabric up and over your head, the movement unhurried. you tossed the top casually toward the same spot your boots had landed, leaving it in a small pile by the door.

yunjin blinked.

for a moment she just stared, her brain catching up with the scene unfolding in front of her.

then a quiet laugh slipped out of her, half disbelief and half admiration.

“you’re unbelievable,” she said under her breath, though the smile tugging at her lips gave away that she wasn’t complaining in the slightest.

her eyes lifted back to yours, the earlier heat from the foyer returning instantly.

for a moment after you tossed your top aside, the house fell quiet again.

yunjin stood a few steps away from you in the foyer, her eyes lingering where the fabric had landed before slowly lifting back up to you. the teasing confidence in your expression hadn’t faded, and something about the calm way you stood there made the air between you tighten all over again.

whatever patience she had left from earlier in the night didn’t last long.

in a few quick strides she crossed the distance between you.

her hand found your waist first, fingers curling there with a sudden confidence as she pulled you closer. the motion was firm but smooth, guiding you back toward her as if the space between you had been bothering her for too long.

you barely had time to react before she leaned in.

her lips found the side of your neck, warm and deliberate as she pressed a series of kisses there. the contact made you inhale softly, your hands instinctively lifting to her shoulders to steady yourself as she kept you close.

yunjin lingered there for a moment, her breath warm against your skin as the quiet of the house wrapped around the two of you. one of her hands remained at your waist while the other slid lightly along your side, holding you in place as she continued kissing just below your jaw.

the soft sound of her lips against your skin.

you tilted your head slightly to give her more room, your fingers brushing through the back of her hair as you laughed quietly under your breath.

“thought you wanted the tour,” you murmured.

yunjin paused just long enough to smile against your neck before lifting her head slightly.

“changed my mind,” she said softly.

her hand tightened gently at your waist again, pulling you just a little closer as if she hadn’t quite gotten enough of you yet.

yunjin lingered there for a moment longer, her lips brushing your neck while her hand remained steady at your waist. every small movement between you carrying more weight now that there were no flashing lights or pounding speakers around you.

your fingers rested lightly against her shoulders, and for a second it seemed like neither of you were in a hurry to move anywhere else.

but the faint thread of restraint you still had left tugged at you.

“okay,” you breathed out softly.

your hands slid gently against her arms as you pushed her back just enough to create a little space between you. the contact lingered for a moment before she finally stepped back, though her hands stayed loosely at your waist like she wasn’t quite ready to let go completely.

you looked up at her with that familiar playful spark returning to your expression.

“i’ll show you where the magic happens.”

the words slipped out before you could stop them, and the second you heard yourself say it, a laugh escaped you. it was quiet and a little shy, like you knew exactly how ridiculous the line sounded but couldn’t help yourself anyway.

you shook your head lightly at your own joke.

“that was… terrible,” you admitted, smiling as you reached for her hand.

yunjin laughed too, the sound warm and slightly breathless as she let you take her hand without hesitation. her fingers threaded through yours naturally, squeezing lightly as if to say she was more than happy to follow wherever you were taking her.

“i thought it was smooth,” she teased.

behind you, yunjin followed easily, her hand still linked with yours as you led her upstairs.

the faint glow from lights along the hallway cast a warm path forward, softening the edges of the modern architecture. downstairs had already been impressive, but the upper level felt even more private, like the rest of the house existed for guests while this floor was meant only for you.

when you reached the end of the hall, you stopped in front of a set of tall double doors.

you pushed them open.

yunjin stepped in behind you and immediately slowed.

your bedroom felt less like a typical bedroom and more like a carefully designed retreat. the space was expansive but warm, decorated with a kind of understated luxury that made everything feel intentional without looking overly polished. soft, earthy tones filled the room with creams, muted browns, natural wood while balanced by low furniture that made the entire space feel calm and actually livable rather than being careful to not destroy anything.

a large bed sat centered in the room, layered with thick linen sheets and oversized pillows that looked impossibly comfortable. on one side of the room, a curved sofa and a low coffee table sat on top of a textured rug, creating a small lounge area surrounded by shelves filled with books and art pieces. a few modern lamps cast pools of warm light that made the entire room glow softly.

but what caught yunjin’s attention most was the wall of glass.

floor-to-ceiling doors stretched across the far side of the room, opening onto a wide balcony. beyond the glass, the entire city of los angeles spread out below like a sea of lights, the skyline glittering in the early hours of the morning. the view felt endless from this height, the quiet hills around the house making the city look even more distant and surreal.

yunjin exhaled slowly as she took it all in.

“you wake up to this every day?” she asked, glancing back over her shoulder toward you.

you leaned casually against the doorframe for a second, watching her reaction with quiet amusement.

“it’s not the worst way to start a morning,” you said lightly.

yunjin laughed softly, shaking her head as she looked out over the balcony again. the night air pressed gently against the glass, the city lights flickering below like distant stars.

you watched her from near the doorway for a second before finally moving toward her.

“hey,” you said softly.

your voice broke the quiet in a gentle way, enough to make her turn slightly from the view. as you crossed the room toward her, the playful edge you’d carried all evening settled into something more careful. up here, with the house quiet and the night winding down, everything felt more real than it had under flashing club lights.

you slowed your steps as you reached her, stopping just a couple feet away.

for a moment you looked at her without speaking, as if weighing the moment in your head. then you let out a small breath and spoke again, your voice softer than before.

“are you sure you’re okay with this?”

the question came out calmly. you held her gaze while you asked it, giving her space rather than stepping closer. yunjin studied your expression for a moment.

the concern in your voice seemed to settle something in her rather than make her hesitate. a small smile formed as she turned fully away from the balcony and stepped toward you, closing the space you had intentionally left between you.

her hand came up to rest lightly against your arm.

“you asked me that on the dance floor too,” she said, her tone warm and reassuring. the memory of that moment hung briefly between you.

she held your gaze as she continued.

“i meant it then,” she said quietly. “and i mean it now.”

her fingers curled gently where they rested on your arm, the gesture simple but steady. the uncertainty that had briefly entered the moment faded again, leaving only the same pull that had brought you here in the first place.

you held her gaze for another second before letting out a small breath.

your cheeks had taken on a noticeable warmth, the flush coming from the drinks still lingering in your system, and the sudden awareness of the moment you were actually standing in. but standing here now, barefoot in your bedroom, half dressed and face to face with her, it hit a little differently.

your hand rubbed briefly at the back of your neck as a shy smile crept onto your face.

“didn’t think i’d be half naked in front of a k-pop idol tonight,” you admitted with a quiet laugh.

the self-awareness in your tone softened the tension between you, the humor slipping naturally into the moment. yunjin blinked once before a grin spread across her face.

tilting her head slightly as she looked you over with playful exaggeration. “when you put it like that, it sounds way more dramatic.”

her hand slid lightly from your arm down to your hand, fingers brushing against yours.

yunjin stepped forward slowly, her attention settling fully on you as the playful grin on her face softened into something quieter. her hand lifted gently to the side of your waist as she leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss that was careful.

there was no rush now, her lips moved slowly against yours, warm and steady, like she was savoring the fact that the two of you had finally reached this point after the long stretch of tension throughout the night.

your hands instinctively came up to her shoulders, grounding yourself as the kiss deepened slightly. yunjin’s hands slid lower along your sides until they reached your hips. without saying anything, she tapped lightly against the back of your thighs.

the gesture made you blink in confusion for half a second before realization hit.

a small laugh slipped out of you at the audacity of it, but the warmth in her expression made it impossible to hesitate for long. your hands shifted around her shoulders as you leaned into her again, trusting her balance as you lifted yourself slightly.

yunjin caught you easily.

her arms wrapped securely beneath your thighs as you settled into her hold, your legs instinctively hooking around her waist. the sudden closeness made both of you laugh quietly against each other again, the sound soft in the calm bedroom.

your arms slid around her neck to steady yourself as she adjusted her grip.

“comfortable?” she murmured with a teasing smile.

“very,” you whispered.

you leaned in again, capturing yunjin’s mouth in another kiss. your arms tightened around her neck as you balanced in her hold, legs still hooked around her waist while she held you securely. the kiss was warmer now, less tentative than before, the quiet of the room letting the moment stretch without interruption.

yunjin shifted her footing slowly as the kiss deepened, guiding the two of you backward across the room.

the city lights outside the glass doors glowed softly behind you, casting faint reflections across the floor. you barely noticed where she was leading until the cool surface of the glass met your back.

the sudden chill made you inhale softly against her lips.

yunjin smiled slightly into the kiss at your reaction, one of her hands sliding higher along your side while the other kept its steady hold beneath your thighs.

your fingers threaded lightly through the back of her hair as you kissed her again, the quiet room, and the city outside. yunjin leaned closer, holding you firmly as the two of you stayed there against the glass, the night unfolding slowly around you.

yunjin’s lips drifted away from yours, trailing slowly down the side of your jaw and along your neck. her breath warm against your skin as she kissed just beneath your ear before continuing lower. you tilted your head instinctively, giving her more space as her lips brushed across your collarbone.

a soft laugh escaped you when she lingered there, though it faded quickly when she pressed another kiss just below it.

still holding you securely, yunjin began to move backward through the room. the shift was careful so she wouldn’t lose her balance with you in her arms, but it was confident enough that you realized where she was guiding you before you even reached the bed.

when the back of her legs met the mattress, she sat down slowly.

your legs stayed loosely around her waist while her hands rested at your sides to steady you.

for a second the two of you paused, catching your breath.

then your hands began to move.

your nails traced lightly along the front of her shirt, dragging softly across the fabric as you leaned in closer again. the contact made her inhale sharply, her hands tightening slightly at your waist as she looked up at you.

your fingers slid down to the hem of her top. there was a brief moment where your eyes met, a quiet check-in between you that didn’t need words.

then you gently lifted the fabric upward, guiding it over her shoulders as she helped pull it off the rest of the way. the shirt landed somewhere beside the bed, forgotten almost immediately.

sitting there with you in her lap, the room quiet except for the soft rhythm of your breathing, she lifted her gaze slowly. her eyes drifted downward. the movement wasn’t rushed. it was careful, almost hesitant, like she was making sure she was reading the moment correctly. when she looked back up at you, there was a silent question in her expression.

you answered it without words.

looking down at her, a small, reassuring smile spread across your face before you gave a gentle nod.

the tension in her shoulders softened instantly.

encouraged, her hands began to move again, this time slower than before. her fingertips brushed lightly along the dip of your collarbone, tracing the line there as though she were committing the shape of it to memory. the touch carried a kind of quiet attentiveness—gentle, deliberate, like she didn’t want to rush through any part of the moment.

her gaze stayed on your face while she moved.

from your collarbone her hands drifted lower, sliding carefully along the center of your chest before continuing down the length of your torso. her palms followed the natural curve of your body, tracing across your sternum and along your ribs before settling briefly at your waist.

the warmth of her hands against your skin made you inhale slowly.

yunjin looked up again, meeting your eyes with a softer expression now, something curious and a little awed mixed with the anticipation still lingering between you.

then she leaned forward.

the warmth of her breath brushed against your skin first, sending a subtle shiver through you before her lips followed. the contact was light and barely there at first as she pressed a soft kiss just below your collarbone.

your fingers tightened slightly where they rested in her hair.

yunjin lingered there for a moment before letting her lips drift a little lower, brushing gently against your breast. the movement carried a teasing softness to it, careful and exploratory at the same time, like she was still learning how you reacted to her touch.

a quiet gasp slipped from you as you looked down at her, the sound soft but unmistakable in the stillness of the room.

yunjin lingered there for a moment, her lips still brushing softly against your skin while your fingers remained threaded through her hair. her tongue peeking from her lips to swirl around one of your nipples, gently sucking with desire while her tongue splayed flat.

she lifted her head just slightly, her cheek still close to you as a quiet laugh slipped from her.

“i think we’re gonna regret this,” she murmured playfully, the words spoken against your skin.

the tone wasn’t serious. if anything, it carried that same teasing edge that had followed the two of you since the dance floor hours earlier. but the moment she spoke, her hands resumed their slow movement along your sides, her touch warm and steady.

the sensation made you inhale sharply.

a breathy sound escaped you before you could hold it back, your head tipping slightly as your fingers tightened faintly where they rested in her hair. the closeness of her, the warmth of her hands made the moment feel heavier than the joking words she’d just said.

“too late for that,” you breathed out in response.

your eyes drifted down toward her again, meeting her gaze as she looked back up at you. the playful warning she’d given lingered between you for only a second before it disappeared into the shared understanding that neither of you had anny intention of stopping now.

outside the glass doors, the city continued to glow in the distance.

inside the room, the night carried on slow and warm between yunjin and you. doing things that the public eye wouldn't ever imagine in a million years.

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