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☆Series List!☆:
Her Photograph: Chou Tzuyu x Male Reader
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Oneshots:
Endurance
dom! Giselle x sub! Male Reader
Taste
Shin Ryujin x Female Reader
CW: Drinking, mentions of cheating, fingering, groping, & friends with benefits
“Salud!!” The shout of ten or more people at once rattles your eardrums. You were basically in the middle of it all but didn't feel against it. With a quick tilt of your head another shot of tequila has coated your tongue and glides down easily. You wave your glass to Hannah who simply laughed. It wasn't a hearty laugh but it was the laugh of someone who really needed to stop drinking. As she leaned back she fell out of her chair and landed on the floor.
Laughter followed from her and some others. On that note you decided to head into the next room which was just as crowded. Everyone was sitting on the floor or the chairs littered around the house. You don't remember whose house this was but, it didn't matter too much.
Though you did have a feeling you should.
After a few more of the phrases ‘excuse me’, ‘nice hat’, and ‘how many you on now?’ as a question to one individual you felt someone bump into you. You gasp and watch as their can of beer hits the floor with a clink against the hardwood floor. You groaned and fixed your hair as you hadn't even looked at who you had bumped into.
“I'm so sorry. I'll get you another drink. Just tell me what you like.”
“I like them like you. Short, cool, and in my hand."
The tone was teasing yet it felt like a flirt was given. Your eyes blink and you look up to see a familiar face now sneering at you. Her bangs were sitting neatly against her forehead and her black nails tapped the wall behind her in a rhythm. Her head tilted down to the left.
“Pick it up and go get me another beer, please? You are always such a klutz..”
“Ryujin, no-” Your voice cracked with disbelief.
You quickly step back but her strong hand grips the side of your shorts and yanks you closer. By now you could smell the alcohol on her breath. The pure mischief in her gaze felt like a fog. You couldn't do this with her now, it wasn't right.
“You...shouldn't be drinking.” You muttered to her as you looked up to her. “You aren't supposed to even be here. I told you to leave me alone. It was one time.”
You rip your arm away from her grasp as her smirk remains plastered on her face. She wasn't drunk at all which made this worse. All she did was get closer and now you felt the wall behind you as it held you in place. Her eyes lock in place with yours. She didn't speak at all and it only made your heart race. You grab the can of beer with a quick hand and walk the other way. But her hand laid against your lower half. Her nails grazed that special spot on your lower back.
You shivered and looked at her with a look of disgust.
“This isn't…working. I am not going to..” You trail off as her smirk disappears and her eyes open a bit wider.
“Not going to what?” She curls her eyebrow at you.
“I am not going to just bend down for you. You need to let me go, now. We broke up for a reason.”
You moved away from her touch and tossed the can in the waste basket not too far away. Ryujin just stands there with a smile tugging at her lips. It wasn't long before she followed you into the kitchen where of course no one was.
You heave a sigh of frustration and grab another can of beer. You and Ryu were a one time thing. A one night stand. You didn't want to take it seriously but now Ryujin was at the same party and wanted some answers as to why you left her high and dry on so many occasions.
“Ryu…you need to leave me alone. Just get lost.”
“I can't. You came crying to me after Connor broke up with you months ago. Then you begged me to love you and I did. After that you ghosted me and ran back to Connor because he was sorry? I gave you all I had. Then you just leave?”
Her tone was firm as you moved some stray hair behind your ears and huffed. Ryujin moves in and snatches the beer from you as she looks at your breasts held behind a crop top that went with blue shorts and a pair of sneakers. You turn away and then scoff but there was silence in return. The can is placed down on the counter.
“Then you come here wearing that. Those are my shorts. You seriously kept those? You're unbelievable. I'll get lost but you know something. Connor is fucking Hannah behind your back. Why do you think he's been ‘working late’ the past few weeks? Have you ever thought about that?”
Your heart stopped for a second and you turned to her with a scowl.
“You're lying. He wouldn't do that.”
Ryujin slips a hand into her pocket and takes out her phone. After a few swipes and slides she shows a picture of Connor and Hannah at the gym sharing a kiss. Ryujin managed to get the photo from where she stood. Your eyes look down to the floor as Ryujin walks up and puts her phone away. A raspy groan followed as now you felt really stupid. You reach up to her and she grabs your wrist firmly.
“I won’t lie about him breaking your heart. Better to find out from me than him. Now…you owe me an apology little lady.” Ryujin would slowly move her hand to her stomach. You flinched as her hand was cold to the touch but your chest was warm. You break eye contact with her but she forces your attention back to her steely eyes with three words with a flirty tone.
“Look at me.”
Of course you crumbled at the pure energy Ryujin had. You always gave in to the charm. No matter how many times you tried to resist you couldn't deny the pull her gravity had on you. Now you were sitting in one of the bedrooms on the second floor as Ryujin was fixing her hair in the mirror. A dripping bottle of beer on the nightstand close by as she turned her phone off.
“I need a fucking break. Work is kicking my ass. It is a good thing I'm off tomorrow. Just had to decline another ride request.”
“I thought you weren't doing Uber anymore after we broke up. You're still doing that?” You grimaced.
“Yeah. Aren't you supposed to be naked right now instead of scolding my job choice?" An eyebrow cocked in your direction.
Your cheeks burn red when Ryujin basically asks why you're still clothed. Of course, this was the apology she wanted. With a set of steady hands you remove your top and Ryujin swoops in slowly and gropes your breasts which were held by your bra. Your lips part with an exhale and your hand slowly strokes Ryujin's succulent neck. Your free hand now was fumbling the button of the jeans you wore and Ryujin chuckled.
“Slow down. You're not gonna be wearing those again.” She spoke in a sultry tone.
“What are you-” Your cry for an answer was cut short by Ryujin ripping the crotch of your shorts. You weren't wearing panties, either. You gasped loudly and watched Ryujin shrug her shoulders.
“It was too easy. They were old anyway, princess. You forgot panties, again?”
“You just ripped my fucking shorts!. I don't have an extra pair. I didn't forget panties! I just…”
Ryujin smashes her lips against your own and silences any attempt at protest you had. You could taste the beer she had been drinking combined with her mango flavored lip balm. A weird yet sultry combination. Your lips parted as Ryujin took a bite from your top lip. She moved so easily while you felt like a hinge without oil. Hesitant, slow, and lethargic. Two fingers slide down your pussy and paint circles on your clit. Your panties were getting wet at the motion. Ryujin holds your chin up as another kiss is shared. A knock even came to the door. A male on the other end who sounded wasted.
“Yo, Ryu. You got my cigarettes on you?”
“Check the kitchen counter. I grabbed a few of them. You also owe for the pack you stole last week."
When she replied she stuffed two fingers inside of you slowly. Your lips parted and quickly her hand covered your mouth. You whimpered from the sensation as Ryujin looked you in the eyes and shook her head. Goading you to stay quiet.
“Either way. Lemme know when you're downstairs. I gotta catch a ride home with you. Yelena took the car…again.”
“Whatever works. I don't really care. Kinda busy here."
Your eyes fluttered when her fingers were pushing deep, and leaving your wet pussy with a quick rhythm. You softly moan and look up at Ryujin.
“You're not even gonna let me-...F-Fuck…let me have a taste?”
“Good girls can have a taste. You've been so bad. So rude to me. You should ask for forgiveness.”
Your feet curled with the warmth filling your lower stomach. You were going to cum already? She must know what spot to hit. Then again you and Ryujin had multiple hookups a few months ago.
“I can't when you have your fingers buried in my pussy..” You whimpered to her.
“You can, and will. Say you're sorry or else I stop.” She warns.
Her stopping would be the last thing you want. As much as your pussy was throbbing you didn't want her to stop. Not when it feels so damn good. You take a shaky inhale.
“I'm s-sorry for being so stupid. I should have l-listened to you. You were right about him and I should have just-”
“Forgiven, princess. Now you can stop.”
Ryujin's pace quickens and you moan out loudly as your eyes meet again. Her lips curled into a smirk while her fingers were just massaging the inside of your pussy. Your hips buckled while the onslaught continued. With your back against the bed Ryujin did not stop, and only kept eye contact with you.
“Who's a good princess? You wanna cum for me? You better cum for me.”
Your reply was a series of moans and whimpers in an incoherent sentence. Your eyes shut tightly as your orgasm had come and rocked your body. Your legs shake briefly and Ryujin's fingers now were painted in your cum. Her hand holds your chin up so she could watch your beautiful agony take over the features you had. When you were riding out your orgasm those two fingers were put to your lips. You welcome them inside of your mouth and slowly suck your juice off her fingers. She then strokes your face with the back of her other hand lovingly.
“Good girl. Now, stay here. I'll get you a pair of jeans.”
“Can't you…stay with me? Just for a bit?”
Ryujin would smile at the request and lay next to you and put an arm around you. You nestled into her chest and slowly exhaled. Even if she was your hookup for the majority of your friendship you could not deny that she was good at pleasing you. Better than that boyfriend who you can't remember right now. For now, you were happy to feel seen for once. Now it only makes sense you would stay with Ryujin. Will you?
Hello you lovely people. I hope you are staying safe and healthy these days🙏. I am still writing that Chaeyoung Fic in-between the crazy days I've had. The oneshot is being posted Tuesday. In the meantime, It's Poll Time!! You know the drill lovelies. Pick your Idol for the next Oneshot!
0800 LOCAL TIME: JYP ENTERTAINMENT - SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA
The streets of Seoul were busy. People were flooding the streets to go about their day with the sounds of children running to their schools. I was already awake during this time as I was used to waking up early in the past. Today we are heading out to Japan for their comeback.
I checked the reflection in my mirror. My outfit, a clean black suit, was a symbol of professionalism but also a sign of respect. For the first time in years, I did not feel the need to reach for a weapon but only the ear piece connected to a comms link.
"Alright.. Let's do this." I took a deep breath as I exited the van to receive the VIPs.
As I pulled the van around the JYP building, I saw a couple of familiar faces that warmed my heart.
"Captain!! It is so good to see you!!" Jin shouted in the garage. Bobby and Wonho followed right behind him. We all gave each other a hug and gave each other warm embraces. After I was hired by JYP, I also put in a good word for them. At first they were hesitant, but I could use a bit of help managing the safety of nine people.
"Alright boys, like old times eh? Let's check our comms." Bobby said as he switched on his mic pack.
"This is Bobby speaking. Do all of y'all copy?" I heard through my earpiece. I switched my mic on.
"Clear as day." Jin replied.
"Copy that Bobby. This is Wonho speaking."
"Captain speaking. Loud and clear." I replied in that firm and disciplined voice that my platoon heard all too many times.
After we deemed that our comms were working, we performed a perimeter sweep of the garage. So far we have not found anything crazy or out of the ordinary. The only thing remarkable was dust and the sound of traffic coming from outside.
"Manager-nim, this is Shogun. The perimeter is green. Prep the VIPs for transport. We are ready to roll-out. Wheels up in 5." I hollered on the radio
The members of TWICE began to filter into the garage. They were dressed comfortably with their oversized coats. To hide their faces, they also wore sunglasses and facemasks. Jihyo gave me a thumbs up as she passed by me to board the van.
But then Sana appeared.
She was wearing a long grey coat, her eyes hidden behind dark lenses that screamed designer brand. As she walked past me toward the lead van, she paused. For a split second, the world narrowed down to just the two of us.
"Good morning, Kyubok-ah," she whispered, her voice barely a breath.
Fuck. My heart did a violent kick against my chest, but my face remained neutral. "Good morning, Sana-ssi. Watch your step."
IN THE VAN
Let's just say all the TWICE members now know my real name now. Nayeon was behind Sana when she entered the van and she heard Sana's gesture towards me. Now all of them began bugging Sana in the van.
"YAH SANA!! YOU DIDN'T TELL US THAT HIS NAME WAS KYUBOK!!" Nayeon screamed while tugging Sana.
"Sana-tan!! What was that even about? Captain- I mean Kyubok suddenly told you his real name? You must have done something to him to do that!!" Momo was in disbelief, even shaking her head. "I have been calling him 'sir' this whole time, but he barely even blinks at me!! He is nice still, but what the heck!!!"
"Kyubok is a fitting name though. I believe it means 'Chosen'." Mina chimed in from the back.
Jeongyeon suddenly popped up from behind Sana's seat. "So Sana.. what have you two done together. I noticed he is always around you eh?" Jeongyeon teased
Sana just sat in the chair with her arms crossed and ears tucked. She knows that she is going to be teased forever because of it now.
"YAH!! Nothing is happening between us!! He is just a good friend that is all.." Deep down Sana knew that was a lie. She could not describe the feeling, but you did many things right. You were someone who paid close attention to details while also tending to her. She could see how flustered you can easily become when you are alone with her. She finds it cute. All Sana could do now was bury her head in her hands to try and block out the bombardment of questions.
Now with the other girls knowing your name, they were suddenly all suddenly awake.
BACK TO THE DRIVER'S SEAT
I open the van and inspect the mirrors and blind spots. Once I had good visibility of the outside world, I buckled up and set our destination course for Incheon Airport.
While driving I heard the girls bickering to Sana about something, but I chose to not pay attention to what they were saying due to my policy to respect their privacy. However, I did hear my name though.
"Damn. I have been exposed." I thought
I kept my eyes on the road, but I could see Sana in the mirror. She had her arms crossed, her ears turning a bright, tell-tale red.
"What on earth are they saying?"
Now that I hear them mentioning my real name, I realized that I did not care so much about who I really was. What really mattered was that when Sana says my name, I can feel my heart melting like ice cream on a hot summer day. Something about her honey-voice just does it to me.
Suddenly, I realized that I had autopiloted the drive to the airport, and now we were at the terminal.
0900 LOCAL TIME: ICN AIRPORT
It was time. We had arrived at the terminal, and it was packed as hell. I observed the scene and saw many people standing in front of the entrance waiting. Cameras with external flashes were pointed at the van with other fans holding up signs at the airport. Idol life is not for the weak.
I turned around to face the 9 women behind me. "Girls, listen up. Let's go over a few things." All of them suddenly stopped speaking and all looked in my direction.
"Jin, Bobby, and Wonho will make a perimeter around you ladies to ensure you guys stay together. I will lead from behind and make sure no one gets separated. The company has briefed me to not give any autographs or receive gifts today. Does anyone have any questions?"
All the girls looked at me in silence and then looked at each other. They all turned back to me and replied in unison.
"No sir!" They exclaimed.
"Good. I will let the others know to begin our exit procedure." I turned on my comms and gave the order. "Jin, Bobby, and Wonho. Delta formation begins now. Girls, let me get to the door and immediately follow my 3 comrades." I hopped out the van and was immediately greeted with cheers and the blinding white flashes that reminded me of flashbangs.
Suddenly Bobby, Jin, and Wonho were in front of the van. Bobby was in the 12 position while JIn and Wonho took the 3 and 6 positions. The girls all began to file out the door of the van, and we immediately started walking. The last person to come out of the van was Sana. That was my cue to take the flank position. I used my body to shield Sana with my hand hovering inches from Sana's shoulder, not touching but guiding. The roar of the crowd hit us like a pressure wave. Flashbulbs strobed, creating disorienting white spots in my vision.
"Move! Don't stop! Keep the pace!" I yelled as I felt the crowd density collapse around us like fish in a barrel.
Suddenly, the crowd surged. A group of people with professional-grade cameras broke through the thin airport barricade. They weren't looking for a photo; they were trying to get close enough to see her face.
One man lunged toward Sana, his camera lens inches from her face. Another person attempted to jam a gift into her hands with many more fans asking for signature.
My hawk-like reflexes kicked in, and I stepped into the gap. I didn't push them but rather pivoted, using my shoulder to redirect their momentum, my arm creating an immovable barrier. In a scene that came from a drama, I turned my head in their direction. Even though I was wearing shades, I stared at the crowd following Sana. The cold, lethal vacuum of a Delta operator's stare was enough to make everyone stop in their trance.
"Step. Back. Or I will make you." I didn't raise my voice, but it carried the authority of a direct order.
We finally made it to immigration and customs. For this, my team and I devised a plan to split up the girls with one member of my squad to make it easier for us. Chaeyoung, Mina, and Tzuyu will follow Jin in one line. The other line had Nayeon, Momo, and Jeongyeon with Bobby while Dahyun and Jihyo followed Wonho. Of course that left Sana in my full protection while we waited for the immigration officers to verify their passports.
Sana, standing quietly in front of me, reached back. Her fingers found my hand. She didn't just touch it; she laced her fingers with mine, her palm warm and small against my calloused skin. This time I did not think too much about it. I just let it happen. It just felt right.
While observing the line, Nayeon and Momo peeked from the other line and made the "look" and began laughing. They immediately texted their group chat and sent a close up photo of us.
While Sana was holding my hand, I leaned in close to speak with her to make sure she was okay. "Sana, are you alright? I know that was intense" She responded by gripping my hand harder. "Kyubok-ah… I am alright… Thank you for protecting me." Although she was wearing a facemask, I could see the way her cheeks lifted indicating her smile.
"They were getting too close," I said, my voice hardening for a split second before I softened it again. "I won't let that happen again. Did anyone actually touch you? Are you bruised?"
I felt a small, playful squeeze on my fingers. "No, Kyubok-ah. I almost fell on my shoe lace, but I am okay."
I couldn't help but smile a tiny bit after that remark. Of course she would probably do that. "Of course you did. I'll add 'untied laces' to the list of high-level threats."
Sana let out a tiny, stifled giggle—the kind that usually earned her a scolding from the managers, but here, it was the most beautiful sound in the world.
"Kyubok?" she said, her tone shifting to something more serious, though she still didn't look back.
"Yeah?"
"Your hand is shaking. Just a little bit."
I looked down. She was right. The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving behind the tremor of a man who had been terrified of losing the person he was protecting. I hadn't felt that kind of fear since the mission with Dex.
"Adrenaline," I lied.
"Liar," she whispered back. "It's okay to admit that you are the only human you know.. Our poor Kyubok is really a soft person behind that stone cold exterior hehe…"
The line moved forward. She had to let go of my hand to present her passport to the officer. As she stepped into the booth to take off her mask, she looked back over her shoulder and flashed me a smile.
I stood back, my hands clasped behind my back. In the back of my head, I was wishing that I could never let go of her again. A spot in my palm felt empty and cold while I felt the distance between us grow apart as she went through customs.
1000 LOCAL TIME: ICN AIRPORT - VIP LOUNGE
The boarding area was a change of scenery. It was quiet. More like a glass-walled cage of high-end boutiques and muffled announcements. My team had established a loose perimeter around the seating area. Bobby and Wonho were "eyes out," scanning the terminal, while I stood near the boarding bridge door. Jin was on food duty.
Sana was sitting with the Maknae line laughing at something Dahyun was showing her on a phone. The terror of the airport surge seemed to have vanished, replaced by a radiant energy I hadn't seen since I first met her.
"She hasn't looked like that in a long time. I am glad to see that she is happy again. Especially with you"
I didn't turn my head because I knew it was Jihyo's voice. She stepped up beside me, leaning against the railing.
"She's resilient," I replied, my eyes still scanning the terminal but landing back on Sana. "She handled the crowd well."
"I'm not talking about the crowd, Kyubok-ah." Jihyo used my name softly, her gaze fixed on Sana. "I'm talking about the way she looks at you. And the way you look at her when you think no one is watching."
I didn't say anything.
"I saw you two in the line," Jihyo continued, her voice dropping an octave. "I saw the way you held her hand. It wasn't just for reassurance. It felt more.. Intimate.. Like you were her anchor…"
She finally turned to look at me, her large, expressive eyes searching mine. "I've only seen that specific spark in her eyes once before. Back when Jinyoung used to sneak into the practice rooms just to bring her a coffee or the times he would text Sana. It's the same look, Kyubok."
A heavy silence settled between us. Mentioning my deceased friend in this context felt like a physical weight.
"Is that a problem, Jihyo-ssi?" I asked.
"For the group? No. For Sana? She needs someone who will stand by her side. She already lost someone dear to her, so she needs someone who will not break." Jihyo said, her expression softening into something more caring.
"But for you… I am worried. You're already carrying Jinyoung's ghost. If you take on Sana's heart too, who is going to protect you? You're a shield, but shields can only handle so much." I did not respond immediately. She was right, and I am not sure how to approach it.
"So, Kyubok-nim, what will you do now?"
I looked over at Sana. She caught my eye and gave me a tiny, secret wave. The spark Jihyo mentioned was undeniable. The spark had returned to her eyes.
"I'm not trying to replace him," I said, my voice thick.
"I know you aren't," Jihyo replied, patting my arm before she turned to gather the girls for boarding. "And I don't think she wants you to. Just… be careful. Falling for the person you're sworn to protect is a dangerous mission, even for someone like you."
After Jihyo's little talk, she went back to her members to speak with them. I just let out a sigh in frustration. The burden of protecting Sana has not been easy. It feels as if I am living the life of someone else. This new feeling… I cannot shake this off like a bullet wound. No, it was that feeling of doing anything to make sure she is happy.
"Jinyoung, forgive me."
1100 LOCAL TIME: SOMEWHERE ABOVE THE SEA OF JAPAN
We finally boarded the plane. I watched her sleep as the plane leveled out at thirty thousand feet. Was she dreaming of him? Or was she resting easily because of my presence? I didn't want to be a ghost's replacement. I wanted to be the man who made the ghosts go away.
The cabin was dimmed, the only light coming from the tiny LED map on the bulkhead showing our progress across the East Sea toward Japan. Most of the girls were out, curled under blankets. I was sitting far away with a view of the galley.
Jihyo's words were a repeating loop in my head: The same spark.
I looked over at Sana. She was asleep, her head tilted slightly toward the window. She was now just Minatozaki Sana at this moment.
The more I kept thinking about the situation, the more I felt a tightness in my chest.
"Forgive me, brother.. I didn't mean for this to happen. I came back on a promise to protect her. I came back to tell her that you loved her, and not fall for her myself…"
I felt like a thief. Every time I noticed the curve of her smile or felt the warmth of her skin, I felt like I was stealing a moment that belonged to a dead man. My life was built on a code of honor, and yet here I was, breaking the most sacred rule of the brotherhood:
Never leave a man behind, and never take what was his.
"Are you watching this, Dex?"
I stared into the clouds above the ocean.
"Are you angry at me? Or is this what you meant when you told her to be prepared? Did you know it would be me?"
I closed my eyes and let out a long, shaky breath. I needed a sign. I needed to know that by protecting her, I wasn't erasing him.
"Jinyoung-ah" I whispered into the silence of the cabin.
"If you can hear me… forgive me. I'm not trying to replace you. I'm just trying to uphold our promise. But God help me, I don't know if I can just be a bodyguard anymore."
I looked back at Sana. She shifted in her sleep, her hand reaching out instinctively, brushing the empty seat next to her before settling on the armrest.
I stayed in the shadows, a silent guardian in a suit, wondering if I was the hero of this story or just a man living in the ruins of someone else's life.
I have an idea for a Marvel oneshot while Chaeyoung’s fic and the Ryujin oneshot is in progress. Which character would you like to see me write? Happy Voting!✨️
I am bringing another oneshot around while I work on the Chaeyoung fic, which is being edited. This one will be against a female reader. All I need you to do is pick the Idol :) Happy voting!
Another late night in the studio for you, again. Aespa were finishing up another session for their upcoming album with the title song being ‘Whiplash’. For you it means another night of mixing and mastering audio clips and the instrumental itself. Your feet cross when Winter, the pure visual, walks over to you and sits next to you. Her shoulder length wolf cut hair acting as a window to her face. Eyes locked onto the keyboard as usual.
“You’ve got a lot of editing to do. I didn’t think there were this many of them. I hope they pay you enough.” Winter spoke with a twinge of worry in her voice.
“Don’t worry. They pay me enough. I only need to focus on this, you girls always do the hard work. You all have worked beyond their expectations.” You offer a smile to Winter as Ningning would coo at you playfully while making her way over to you.
“Aw! y/n is such a sweetheart. You’re single somehow, and I cannot believe it.”
"You flatter me, Ning. Really."
The two Idols share a simultaneous giggle in your presence. A light mood filled the room but was interrupted by the creaking of the door to the studio. Karina, wet hair like a curtain across her face would softly call to her members.
“Guys, come on. It’s late and we have practice tomorrow. Giselle will be here shortly, y/n. She said something about altering her verse on the song.”
“I can make the changes she wants when she arrives. So, please get some sleep ladies. I will see you tomorrow.”
The three Idols would say their farewells in unison as their footsteps were soon not able to be heard. Your job wasn’t to talk to the Idols but, it just happened as if it was part of the job. It always happened if you never wanted it to and you certainly did not. This job was not difficult but then you wondered about one thing.
Why did the last guy even leave this job?
The door behind you creaked open and a pair of sneakers scuff the carpet beneath. It was followed by the door closing and it sounded like the deadbolt was applied. Your ears perked up and you gave a quick yet loud clearing of your throat. You figured it was the security guard who was posted outside the door all night while they had some sort of tour of the facility happening.
“You don’t need to lock the door. I am waiting for Giselle, sir. She should be here any minute.”
Your statement was met with silence. Now you just felt confused by why the guard would just hunker down inside of the control room. But then, you felt something. The feeling of something crawling up your back. Your body said something was wrong even though you weren’t even sure what or who was inside. You played it off as a joke.
“Paul. C’mon man. Stop playing around. You’re not gonna-”
You turned. It was not Paul, the experienced bodyguard with a sneer on his face 24/7. It was instead Giselle who had her phone between her hands. Her eyes were on the screen. Her plush lips parted, her eyes looking over to you with her cotton candy pink hair at the sides of her face. She wore a beanie indoors on this day? Odd. You heave a sigh of relief.
“Giselle. Don’t scare me like that. I thought you were Paul.”
“Good to see you too, y/n. Scoot over. I wanna go over my verse. I know Karina told you.” She spoke as if she was uninterested in the joke as a whole.
“Yeah, she did.” You reply flatly.
Giselle puts herself into a chair next to you while you were scrolling across the clips to find the parts she had recorded earlier in the day. Your hand moves the mouse around with ease with your eyes locked onto the monitor. As you scrolled the display your eyes caught Giselle looking towards you. Rather, through you. A hand pressed against her cheek as she leaned on her chair so now her translucent pink nails were visible. You would softly smile and nod back to the door.
“Why lock the door, then? I mean we won’t be here long.”
“You know why. Don’t be a fucking idiot. You know what I want.”
You broke eye contact with her and then, you felt a hand on your chin. Firm. Forcing your eyes back to her. You softly gasp and watch her lips part, slowly forming a sneer. You shake your head at her as you slowly realize what she wants.
“I didn’t say look away. I didn’t give permission for you to talk.” Giselle murmured to you as her hand left your chin and pressed the space bar on the keyboard. Your eyes were wide as you backed up just a little bit in the chair but the arm of it was grabbed. The song began to play in the room at a decent volume so eardrums weren’t ruptured but now it was enough to mask any noise as you looked at Giselle.
“Is this…a joke? Let go of my chair!” You hissed under your breath so only she could hear it. All it did was make her smile the more you seemed to resist. Giselle removes her beanie and reaches below your waist. Your eyes would get wide again and now you grabbed her hand.
“This is not happening. We can’t do this here. Can't this wait?” You spat out with a hand still pushing hers away in protest.
Giselle would look towards your hesitant hand and roll her eyes. That smirk still on her lips. She pulls your hand to her shirt and she leads you up her bare shoulder. The tank top she wore was skimpy but it covered her breasts nicely. Then you hear her tone shift to something more commanding.
“You told me last night that I could have my fun, tonight. Now you’re being a little bitch? Why? Do you like Ningning more than me? Am I not doing what you begged me to? Answer me, toy.” Her hand grabbed your belt and you shook your head swiftly.
“N-No. I don’t. Why would you think that? I simply just-...” You tried to keep muttering but her eyes cut through you.
“Shut the fuck up. Ningning complimented you and your dick got hard, didn’t it? You can’t lie about it. Now. You wish it was her making your whimper. Don’t you?” She mused.
“I did not get-...I don’t..” The words crumbled as Giselle had loosened the belt with one hand and pulled it off slowly. It clatters to the floor as the beast that was disguised as a belle was smiling at you. Her plush lips parted by her tongue. The scent of lavender filled your nose and now your thoughts got blurred. That scent was all too familiar and comforting.
“You’re so bad at lying.” She stands up next to you and now her supple thighs were in view as they were clad by a pair of leggings with mesh at the sides. Your eyes were drawn to her again as they always did. This was normal for you, however. You submitted because you loved having her in control.
“Say thank you.” Giselle gently fixes her tank top with hands holding her own breasts which were just so supple and perfect. She bounces them gently for you as motivation to obey.
“Thank you.” You mutter with your gaze glued to her breasts as she cocked her eyebrow.
“Thank you, who? Say my name.” She barked in a low tone while bending over to you and looking down at the bulge in your pants.
“Thank you, Gigi. Thank you for-”
Giselle didn’t like the response you gave and grabbed your chin. Her tone now stern.
“It’s Mommy, you stupid dog. You’re not allowed to call me Gigi or Aeri. Call me as I want you to or you won't get anything from me. I will leave you whimpering like I did before.”
Your throat burned at the words forming in your mouth, your vocal cords strained. You needed her touch despite every inch of you saying otherwise. But, your cock was into it. The words finally came to fruition as you needed this badly. It had been two days since
“Thank you, mommy.” You speak clearly as a smile was on her face.
“Good boy.” Giselle spoke slowly while her hands now unbuttoned and unzipped your jeans. Now with your boxers exposed the tent was obvious and on display. She wasted no motion or time taking your stiff shaft in between her fingers and pulling it from the fabric. You softly groan as your tip leaked precum onto her fingers. Between her strokes she began to do her eyes flickered to the monitor. She nods to it.
“Run it back.. Mommy needs the music.” Giselle muses at you while her nail traced your chin.
You quickly reach over and rewind the music track back to the beginning as her hand was slick with precum. Now gliding up and down your length at a much quicker pace. Your eyes closed and Giselle pushed her lips against your own for a slow kiss. Your hands by your side as she puts a hand on your chest.
“Say thank you to mommy. Say it or I won’t let you cum.” Her grip now was loose and her wrist twisted clockwise. Her motion was slow, too slow. You didn’t want her to stop. She began softly singing the lyrics to the song with her hand still rubbing against your cock. After a few heavy exhales your hand reaches up and touches her side. In response she puts a hand around your throat, squeezing firm. Her nails digging into your skin.
“Thank you, mommy. Thank you…”
“You’re such a little slut for me. You act all nonchalant with the others but when I come in here you are my bitch. You hear me?"
She stated it while you were trying to hold back your moans. Her pace suddenly increases. You close your eyes and the pressure fills your lower stomach. As the air was now leaving your lungs. A gasp when you felt the climax coming and then you felt cold air against your cock.
She stopped stroking your cock.
It trembled by itself and her free hand didn’t leave your throat. She squeezed harder and now your air was running short. She was looking down at you and her voice was laced with poison that tasted like vanilla ice cream. Your vision blurs at this point.
“You don’t cum unless I say.” She snickered at your misery.
“Fuck you.-” Pathetically said by you, may I add?
“You don’t get that privilege.” She retorted.
You sputtered to Giselle’s amusement as the pressure was slowly leaving your balls. Giselle let go of your throat and you gasp for the air you were deprived of briefly. A few coughs followed. Giselle took her time before she went back to stroking you at a quick pace but when you felt the pressure build she stopped again. Precum just oozes from your tip like syrup. Her lips latch onto your own to taste your desperation. Your neediness. It tasted like honey to her tongue.
Your lips stayed on hers as the song was reaching its end. She takes a bite from your lips but no copper metallic taste follows. She pulls away slowly and spits into the palm of her hand and slowly places her hand back around your cock firmly.
“Run. It. Back.” Giselle softly growls in your ear with her lips brushing the sensitive skin of your earlobe.
You groan softly while reaching over to replay the song with a click of the mouse. Then in unison with her hand stroking you again she places her hand back on your chin. Her pace was quick and she didn’t want to stop. Wet sounds were audible from where your sat. Your hand was so desperate to grab her, but you couldn’t. The pressure comes again and just like last time she waited until you moaned and stopped again. She shakes her hand and wags her finger at you which makes you groan again.
“Better not do that.”
Her eyes watched your cock tremble on its own and it only made her smirk again. You tried to speak up at this point. You needed this.
“Fucksake-...I can’t hold it anymore. Please…just let me-”
“Beg for it you horny fucking dog.” Giselle looks down at you with a hand reaching down into her leggings to pleasure herself while this happened in real time. It turned her on watching you squirm.
She then sits on her knees and slaps your thigh. You jolt and turn the chair so she could properly take your cock between her hands. Her eyes look up at you with a dare. Daring you to cum even though she hadn’t said a word. When her plush lips pressed against your tip a knock came to the door. Your hand gently touches her face as if to stop her but she slaps your hand away.
“Hey, y/n! I am locking up the doors. Make sure you have your keycard to get out.”
One of the guards would speak through the wooden door. Your breath was ragged as Giselle was literally licking and kissing your tip. You shiver slightly and she stops again to watch your cock tremble.
“Okay! Thanks Lee, I will see you tomorrow.” Your reply sounded normal at least despite the woman who was just punishing you. She nodded her head to you and smirked.
“Beg. You can’t take it anymore now. You are so sensitive I could just blow air on your cock and you’d cum.” She was smug in her statement but she was not wrong at this point.
“Please, mommy. Let me cum.” You spat weakly in reply and Giselle was satisfied with it. She spits on your cock and wrapping her hand at your base she starts off with a slow pace. Her eyes locked with yours. You needy moans only make her lips curl into a smile. The way her voice carried the chuckle just made you even more aroused. Her pace quickened at once and you just gave in to the pleasure.
“Go ahead, cum for mommy. I guess you earned it.” She muttered to you.
With those words, your eyes shut while the pleasure built up again. Giselle puts her lips onto your tip and hummed. It sends vibrations through your lower body. When you gasped softly she took the tip between her soft lips. From there the bough breaks and your orgasm comes. You clutched the arms of the chair as your cum was being released. Her cheeks hollow from sucking and a wet pop would follow as her lips release your cock. You pant from the exhaustion as Giselle was sitting between your legs. A cute grin on her face as she stood before you and cupped your cheek.
“You lasted longer this time. I think your endurance is finally where I wanted it after all this time I have been using you. Don’t you agree, pet?"
“C-c-coffee… Haewon—” I gestured to have Haewon a drink; the coffee’s surprisingly still steaming… is it because of the heat between these two?
“Why don’t you ask your girlfriend first, Hanwoo-ssi?” Gaeul shoots a glare at me.
Right, there’s no closure between us; she’s still my girlfriend.
I’m sitting in the middle of the two; this is even a two-seater table, so I was sitting at the side with an extra chair.
“R-right, Gaeul-ah, have some coffee as well.” My hands are trembling, gesturing at the coffee in front of her. She won’t spill the coffee on me, right? Like what I saw in dramas.
“Heh, looks like Hanwoo only wanted me to enjoy the coffee… Thank you, Hanwoo. As… always.” Haewon winked at me.
“Tch, Hanwoo, stir the coffee for me,” Gaeul ordered, pushing her coffee in front of me.
“Y-yes!” I stirred her coffee; my trembling hands caused a vibration through the spoon.
“You’re scaring him, mine, too.” Haewon had already sipped her coffee, and yet she wanted me to stir it, too?
Haewon, yes, she’s scaring me. But you’re killing me— Gaeul won’t let this one pass!
Two sets of eyes subtly locked on me at the moment. One’s from Haewon, which is obviously lovely and calm, while the other’s from Gaeul, which is full of anger and killing intent.
“...”
“...”
“…”
Shit, now they’re just staring at one another.
No one’s blinking.
Ting. Ting. Ting.
I just keep stirring, the spoon noticeably clinking nervously.
Haewon’s smiling, while Gaeul keeps tapping the table with her finger in sync with my stirring.
“I— uhh, rest room break—” I stood up, attempting to leave the battlefield.
“Stay.” Gaeul flatly said.
“Just sit right there.” Haewon did as well at the same time.
“Yes!” I sat back.
They took their coffee and sipped at it.
As I thought the tension had calmed down, Gaeul held my hand.
“Your hand’s cold. Are you okay? Don’t worry, I’ll heat it later.” Gaeul purred. It’s unusual for her to act like that in public, but I’m used to it when we’re alone.
Haewon scoffed, which made Gaeul angrier.
“Why not heat him right now?” Haewon held my other hand.
“Hic-”
Haewon, better stop; I’m afraid Gaeul will boil me later.
“...”
“...”
There it is once again, the staring competition.
“You’re aware that Hanwoo and I are still together, and yet, you’re being like that.” She grinned.
“Yeah, and looks like I’m the bad girl now, but guess what?” Haewon fired back.
“Hmm?” Gaeul raised a brow.
“I’m not giving Hanwoo up that easily, especially to someone who’s keeping him as a pet. In fact, you’re just bullying him.” Haewon had better stop right now.
“Me? Bullying him? That’s a lie. We love each other.” Gaeul’s patience is surprisingly long——
“A-a-a-aw— G-G-Gaeul– H-Haewon–” For a moment, I forgot that they’re holding my hands, until they grip them tightly, their anger firing them up. They might have broken my hand.
“You’re squeezing him.” Gaeul glared at Haewon.
“Tch. It’s you.” Haewon scoffed.
“A-a-ahhh—” The more they talk, the tighter their grip gets. I start to wiggle, whimpering through the pain.
“Bully,” Haewon said.
“Bully’s sister.” Gaeul shot back.
“Ahnng.” I whimpered like a dog.
Invisible sparks flew between their fiery eyes.
Ting! Ting!
The cafe door opened.
“Why are you wiggling like damn worm bait? Oh? I see you’re fishing with two big catches.” Chanmin arrived.
“Chanmin!” I jumped into him, my saviour, my hope.
“What happened?” Chanmin asked me.
“Bring me home.” I plead, but why is he holding a luggage bag— no way.
“What’s the bag for? You’re leaving?” No, please, Chanmin, better not leave me alone, especially now that I’m on the gates of hell.
“No.” He answered instantly.
“Thank God.” It’s much better to solve issues with someone I can openly talk to.
But what’s the bag for? And most importantly, why is it hella cute? Pink and plushie Pokémon keychain.
“This is Gaeul’s luggage; she’s staying in your dorm. Ehwa got a week's break, so she asked me to bring her luggage.” Chanmin tapped my shoulder and walked past me.
“...”
“Hey, Gaeul. Here’s your stuff, oh, hey, Haewon.” I heard him greet them.
“...”
It took a moment to process what the fuck I just heard.
So, he’s not leaving… and the luggage he brought is Gaeul’s—
WHAT THE FUCK!? WHY!? WHY DIDN’T THEY ASK ME FIRST!?
“Why!?” I turned around.
“...”
Gaeul’s scary; I thought I could confront her for a moment, but better not.
“Come here.” Gaeul points to the space beside her.
“Yes, ma’am.” I nod, like a loyal dog.
“...”
Chanmin’s busy ordering coffee after he took my chair. Haewon and Gaeul are having an intense staring competition, while I awkwardly stand on the side like a damn bodyguard.
“Hic.”
I just remembered something… if Gaeul stays at my dorm…
“Hic.”
I’m fucking doomed! My dorm’s a mess; I should have cleaned it up more often. Gaeul will definitely scold me for not taking care of things. And— if she’s coming, the damn sex demon won’t let me rest.
“Are you okay? You’re sweating like crazy.” Haewon’s worried about me.
“His dorm’s probably a mess; he’s afraid I might beat him,” Gaeul responded instead and sipped on her coffee.
“I, uhh—” Words were stuck in my throat.
What Gaeul said was the exact thing I just thought about— how?
Did Gaeul read my mind?
*****
Thud.
My dorm’s door shut. It’s like a bad omen; they did not just shut the entrance of my dorm, but my fate as well. There’s no way out; the cage just closed, and I’m destined to suffer.
I slowly walked in; there was another footstep behind me; it was Gaeul.
“Oh, fuck.” I muttered. My instant reaction when I saw the status of my own dorm. It’s a hell of a mess.
Used clothes hung everywhere, mixed with textbooks, crumpled paper, and underwear——
“Ougg!” I rushed to pick it up.
“....”
I watched Gaeul take a careful step inside my dorm, her eyes scanning every side. She’s strictly observing and inspecting the place.
“Clothes… Pillows on the floor… and what’s this? Ramyeon cup— is this all that you eat?” She spotted the pile of Ramyeon cup noodles that I forgot to throw out.
“Ramyeon’s my favorite.” It’s a lie; I don’t have a choice but to eat instant noodles since I’m not in the mood to cook or order something, since that night I saw her and that guy.
I picked the Ramyeon cups, then an arm suddenly wrapped around me.
“U-uh… Gaeul-ah…” She hugged me and rested her face on my back.
“Just for a moment… I just—miss you so much.” Her hug tightened.
“...”
“Sniff.”
Gaeul is…
“Gaeul… are you crying—” No, I shouldn’t have asked her that; it’s already obvious.
Did I make her cry? The mighty Gaeul? The sunbae that everyone’s scared of is crying at me.
Am I a scumbag?
“Gaeul—”
“Sorry.” She apologized. She’s not trying to hide her sobs anymore. She’s crying openly this time.
“I… I’m the one who should be sorry… Gaeul…” I can’t help it; my tears flowed down my cheeks as well.
“....”
Both of us just let it out, the frustrations, the regrets, the emotions that have been kept inside our hearts.
“....”
She released me, and I turned around to face her. She’s wiping her tears away.
“Should we clean up the mess?” She smiled. When was the last time I saw her smile genuinely?
“Yes.” I just agreed. I don’t know which mess she’s referring to, if it’s our relationship or my dorm.
We rested for a while, then our bodies automatically cleaned my dorm, peacefully. Gaeul didn’t say a word, but I can see her smile never falters once. Notably, we cleaned quickly, perhaps because we were too focused and moved in unison.
At the dining table, we sat across from each other. We ordered some chicken and some meat. She is gradually putting meat on my plate, even feeding me. She looks so cute and kind of special for tonight. Everything’s sweet: the food, the ambiance, and her.
“I’m just tormenting him.” She spoke in the middle of our dinner.
“Hmm?”
“That guy, I'm just teaching him a lesson. It’s all a misunderstanding; I’m sorry.” She just kept on eating, but she had her head down.
“He compared himself to you. I just can’t let it pass. There’s no other Hanwoo… Aish, I should’ve just killed him. How dare he—” She punched the chopstick through the table in just one stab.
That moment will terrify me if it’s just a casual day. But today’s different.
“Gaeul.” I simply called her name and put a piece of meat in her bowl.
“Chanmin told me already,” I added.
Actually, Chanmin told me that I had misunderstood it completely, that she was doing it for my sake. But I’m a fucker who doesn’t believe it; I’m the one who makes myself suffer.
Why didn’t I trust her? Why?
“Thank you.” Gaeul finally looked into my eyes and ate the chunk of meat I gave her.
“...”
“So, what’s the deal with that Haewon girl?” After a few moments of heart-warming exchange, she immediately shifts back to her scary persona. Though not as terrifying as she always does.
“Kgh—” I choked up.
She opened up. Now, there’s no way she’ll let me slip after what happened earlier. I should explain my part as well.
“Haewon’s been my friend for some time now. She approached me first, straight up introducing herself as Sunghoon’s sister and begging for forgiveness. She’s actually my department senior as well.” I took a break and took a glass of water.
“...”
Gaeul’s quietly listening.
“We hang out often since we keep running with each other. Then, she’s also there when… I’m at my lowest.” I told her the truth: there’s nothing to hide— wait, as I remember, I slept with someone… there’s no way that’s Haewon, right?
“Is that it?” Gaeul noticed I stopped talking.
“Huh? I…Uhh… Yes!” I just said earlier that there’s nothing to hide; what a scum I am.
“I see. Eat.” She nods, she understands me.
So this is what it feels like if we opened up to each other… Should I really tell her that night!?
We tidied up, without telling her what happened that night. I’m scared; I might be a corpse the next morning if I told her that. That’s the biggest sin I've ever committed.
This is our first night together at my dorm, and earlier I actually volunteered that I’d sleep on the sofa instead, and she could have the whole room. But she stopped me and insisted we’d sleep together.
“Hmm, should I sleep? Where did she go?” I was laying at my bed, alone.
Gaeul said nothing and just left me alone. She’s not sharpening the kitchen knife, is she? No, she’s way too clingy and gentle earlier.
“I should’ve told her that.” I regret not opening up about that incident while I still had a chance.
“What? Is there something you need to tell me?” She suddenly entered the room. She heard it; my luck must’ve run out.
“OH! NOTHING! B-b-but, what’s with the robe?” I quickly changed the topic. However, what she’s wearing honestly caught my attention.
A silk burgundy robe in the middle of the night? Isn’t she cold? She might be, her nipples poking through the thin fabric like a needle. Her robe interestingly lacks in length as well, just enough to cover her pussy… no, it’s not covering anything— I can see her pussy,
I almost forgot her sex demon transformation. She’s extra seductive this time around.
“W-w-w-what are you doing!?” I keep kicking, trying to get away as soon as possible.
Her hips are swaying, she’s smiling, and tiptoeing her way to me with her heels high? But she’s barefoot.
Is this her way of ritual before finishing someone? Oh, hell no, I should go away,
I tried to slide through the side of the bed.
Cling.
I stopped moving.
There’s a chain… for what!?
“Gaeul-ah… w-w-what’s with the chain?” The size is also unusual; it wasn’t just the ordinary chain; it’s gold and perfect for pets— I knew it; I’ve been a bad pet, she’s leashing me!
“You won’t get away this time.” She smiled from ear to ear.
I’m too terrified to move.
“...”
“...”
“G-G-Gaeul-ah…” I'm starting to realize what she was doing.
After analyzing what just happened, there’s no way she’ll be as brutal as what I’m thinking. She already softened a bit— she’s seducing me right now.
Though she’s still scary. I can’t help but appreciate it.
“You can’t run anymore; I won’t let you.” She half-climbed the bed.
Left leg first, then her right leg. She’s crawling her way into me. There’s also no need to peek; I can see her fair breast hanging, her pinkish puffy nipples glowing in the dark.
I’m starting to heat up. Is it because we haven’t done it for a long time?
“Should I put it on myself?” I took the chain from her hand.
“My neck? My wrist? My… heart?” I play with the chain.
“Hanwoo…” Her eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped.
“...”
“Where should I put this?” I’m waiting for her answer.
Is she really that in shock that I actually made a move? Should I just let her do her thing like we used to? I don’t know anymore— all I knew was I needed to show her how much I love her.
“No, never mind that leash; I think we don’t need that anymore.” She also stopped her cringy seduction and sat up.
She looks so cute, and I pinched her cheeks.
“What are you doing?” Her eyes are glued to my hand on her cheeks.
Did I become too comfortable and careless? Shit.
“I, uhh, I always wanted to do this… your cheeks are the cutest.” I pulled away, but she caught my hand and put it back.
“Then pinch, I’m your girlfriend, and it’s fine to adore me like that… just you know, I— I like it too.” Is she blushing? It’s not because of the dim lighting.
This is the first time I saw her face redden, not because she’s mad. She’s so cute; I want to keep pinching her.
“You wayk it thwat mwuch? (You like it that much).” I kept pinching, pulling her cheeks outward. The way she spoke is hella cute too.
“Yes.” My lips curled into a smile,
She smiled as well, and we shared a smile for the first time since we went to separate universities. I missed it, I missed her.
“...”
“Hanwoo.” She called my name, and I stopped pinching. Who knows? Maybe she started to get irritated, better be safe.
She held my hand and gave it a firm squeeze.
“Let’s do it, let’s have sex. I missed it so much, please?” She asked my permission.
Did she just ask me for my consent to have sex with her?
“...”
She really changed in just a night.
“Gaeul, okay. Let’s do—”
Ding. Dong.
Knock! Knock!
A doorbell and a knock after it? Whoever that was, it’s impatient.
“Fucking shit,” Gaeul muttered and got out of bed. She tied up her robe and stomped her way out.
I thought Gaeul had changed already, but it looks like I’m wrong. She just set a switch to her emotion, must be good and bad.
Whoever that person outside was, it’s his/her last day.
“Shit. G-Gaeul! Wait!” I followed her out. I can’t afford to have a murder scene right in my apartment.
I ran, trying to catch Gaeul before blood spilled.
The door’s already open, the floor’s clean, and a woman is standing outside facing Gaeul.
“...”
“...”
This presence… It’s the same terrifying aura I felt hours ago.
“So, how did this girl know your dorm?” Gaeul spoke without even looking at me. She’s just staring at Haewon.
“I, uhhh, it’s uhh—” OH SHIT! I can’t tell Gaeul that I probably slept with Haewon— I’m not even sure if it’s really Haewon.
“I think I told her…” I hope Gaeul believes in me.
But, yeah? How the fuck did Haewon know where I’m staying? I don’t remember telling her where I live– did we really sleep? NO WAY!
“He told me a few weeks ago.” Haewon winked.
No way— did I really tell her? Yeah, it’s possibly slipped. If I slept with her, she’d avoid me and creep whenever I’m with her, so it definitely isn't her, but the fact that I probably sleep with another girl just makes me scum.
I hate myself.
“What’s with the wink? Should I poke your big boba eyes?” Gaeul gestured to poke it with her two fingers.
“And what’s with the thin red silk robe? You’re like a boiled tomato.” Haewon points at Gaeul's fit.
I can’t believe she just said it in front of Haewon; we still need to keep our privacy!
“Gaeul! Uhh, it’s just hot; the air conditioning unit’s broken.” It’s a part lie. It’s cold as fuck, and running an air conditioning unit on this cold night is basically turning us into frozen goods.
“It’s cold; you might get cold, hopefully.” Haewon kept teasing Gaeul, but they’re somewhat cooler than earlier.
“What do you want?” Gaeul went back to business after a quick banter.
“I just want to give his books back.” Haewon showed the books and notes I gave her a week ago.
But did she really just go here to give my notes back? At this hour?
“I dressed like this since we’re a couple and the night is ours… You don’t belong in here. What do you really want— hey!” Gaeul was talking when Haewon made her way in.
“Move.” Haewon walks in, passing through her.
“Haewon-ah, thank you.” She handed me the books and smiled at me- what a cute— oh shit, Gaeul’s grinning.
“Heh~” Gaeul scoffed.
“What?” Haewon feels mocked; well, that’s what I felt as well.
Whatever Gaeul is thinking right now, it will cause chaos for sure.
“You came to check us, right? Well, we’re just to have our se—”
“Gaeul!” I step in and put my hands on her mouth. Hopefully, I stopped her dangerous mouth at the perfect time.
“I think I already knew it if Hanwoo’s showcasing his elephant just like that.” Haewon giggled and gestured at my bottom.
What’s this girl trying to say— no way.
As I look down, my suspicion was right…
All this time, I’m only in my boxers, and the elephant Haewon’s referring to is my humpy dumpty, which is hard due to Gaeul’s action earlier and the cold.
“Hey!! Why are you casually pointing at it? I tried to cover it as if I were the purest one in the room.
“You really have a death wish? Don’t point at his eleph like that!” Gaeul stepped in and was ready to throw hands— why eleph? Did she put a nickname on it already?
“Eleph?” Haewon had the same question as me.
“I’ve decided to call it eleph if he cheats on me with you since I’ll cut it like its name.” Gaeul’s murderous intention was broadcast in front of us.
Holy shit, just as I thought I’d never get death threats from her anymore… now I’m more scared of her; her mood changes just like the weather!
“Heh~” Haewon scoffed this time.
I swear that these two have their own way of mocking each other. Is it a good thing? I don’t think so.
“What now?” Gaeul's obviously annoyed, well, Haewon's been getting on her nerves ever since they met.
“Are you threatened by me? Well, I can't blame you.” Haewon winked at me— why the fuck would she even do that in front of Gaeul!
That's Ivankov's type of wink; it can crush me to death.
“This girl… What do you really want?” Gaeul's patience is running thin, and I know it's not a good sign.
“Just… books… and just reminiscing about this place…” Haewon said something that hooked my curiosity the most.
Reminiscing… did she even get here before—oh shit.
Holy shit.
Is it really true? Did we really sleep? What the actual fuck—
“You.” Gaeul's calm— no, she's enraged. She's quick-witted; she knows what's up.
“So you’ve also been here… Hanwoo, do you want to explain what’s happening?” Gaeul’s expressionless face is the scariest of them all since I can’t read them!
“Uhhh—” I’m brainstorming on what brilliant thing I should say to save myself— no, ourselves.
“I’ve been here… just once.” Haewon smiled at us.
Haewon— please, I beg you, don’t ever say anything stupid.
“I—uhhh—”
“What the fuck, Hanwoo!?” Gaeul’s eyes speak betrayal.
This shit’s going to be the longest night I’ll ever experience. We’re already good for an hour or two, and now we’re in chaos again.
“Gaeul— I’m drunk! Promise! I–”
I thought it was better just to say it straightforwardly. I actually regret not telling her earlier!
“He's drunk, and as a good friend, I brought him home.” There's definitely something behind Haewon's mischievous smile.
“Hmmp! Hmmmm,” Our backs kept hitting my dorm’s walls. Exchanging places on pinning one another while our kisses get deeper. She stripped her clothes, and I did as well.
“Hic–” Shit, everything's coming back! Those memories! It's still blurry but still—
“W-w-what!?” Gaeul cannot believe it.
I can hear tremors— and some bubbly sound like popping magma… is it Gaeul's boiling anger? A volcano that will erupt at any moment.
“Ahhh~” Her walls gripped my cock so insanely like it was the first time. Her moans were different than what I usually heard.
“Hmmm~” Her nipple tasted and felt different under my tongue, too, and what’s more, her skin was glowing even in the night. Is Gaeul always this pale?
“Shit—” I muttered and saw Gaeul's fist shaking and ready to strike.
“Before you got bad ideas about it, do you know how battered I was that day? Hanwoo's really hard to contain when he's drunk!” Haewon began explaining before Gaeul even struck a punch at me.
But wait– did we really have sex? Why does Haewon sound so cool with it?
“Yeah, he's a different kind of animal whenever he's drunk.” Gaeul's anger lessened a bit; I can see her fist loosen for a moment.
But why am I an animal!? The last time I was drunk… oh yeah, right, Gaeul and I had sex. That's actually where this all started.
“Yeah, he's wrecking anything, and he's so heavy! He even slammed himself against the racks like The Rock.”
Haewon watching WWE— Wait a minute… so that explains why my place is a mess when I woke up.
Does that mean we didn't do it?
“Did you two… have sex?”
That's also what I'd like to—- HOLY SHIT IT'S GAEUL WHO ASKED THE FUCKING QUESTION.
“Uhh, sorry–” I apologized.
“Huh? No, we did not.” Haewon denied.
“...”
“Huh!? We did not!?” I'm confused and relieved at the same time—
“Why do you sound disappointed!?” Gaeul got the books from Haewon and threw it at me, at close range.
“Aww! No! I'm not—”
“Really? You could've just asked me if you wanted to— aww!” Haewon's teasing me, then got smacked by books as well.
“You two!” Gaeul's still mad, but she subtly smiled as well.
She might also feel relieved that nothing happened, but what exactly really happened?
It feels too real; there's no way it's just a dream.
“Why did you hit me so hard!? Why hit Hanwoo like a baby!?” Haewon suddenly complained about how strongly Gaeul was hitting us.
For real, it just feels like Gaeul held back earlier.
“It's the hit of love.” Gaeul tapped the spot she hit me.
“And yours is the hit of exorcism, you bad spirit.” Gaeul gestured as if she were throwing salt at Haewon.
“Seriously? Anyway, it's already late. I'll go home now, you already got the books.” She kicked one of them and hit Gaeul's toes.
“Aw!” Gaeul shrieked in pain. Haewon simply got her revenge.
“You're a bad spirit too?” Haewon mimicked Gaeul's throwing salt action with her own silly version.
“Go, before you really become a spirit.” Gaeul didn't attempt to hit her back since they hit each other fairly.
“Bye– bye Hanwoo!” Haewon flatly said goodbye to her while she energetically waved goodbye to me.
“Where's the knife?” Gaeul muttered.
Oh shit.
But before Gaeul even moved, Haewon disappeared behind my unit's door.
“...”
I wonder if Gaeul's still mad, but I have to do something before it gets worse.
But still, I wonder why I really have sex with someone…
Thinking…
I kept thinking… scanning my memory for every clue about that night— until my eyes landed on the books on the floor.
It's the same as that day.
The messy stuff…
“AHHNG!” I remember fucking her while we were standing, knocking over everything obstructs our way.
The spilled condiments…
“Ahh! Ahh!” I drilled her tight pussy on the table, her back sliding up and down on the table top.
The sofa sheet…
“Ohhh!” I fucked her from behind, on the floor, on the sofa.
Most importantly, the pillows on the floors…
Things are slowly getting clear.
“Shit,” I muttered and facepalmed.
“What's wrong?” Gaeul looked over at me, but I couldn't face her.
“...”
It's so fucking embarrassing.
I remember it now.
All this time…
I make out with my pillow—
“Fuck!” I shout.
“Shit, you surprised me! Why!? What's wrong with you? Why are you blushing?” Gaeul grabbed my head and, surprisingly, saw me blushing even with my hands on my face.
I don't want to tell her I had sex with my pillow— in fact, I DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT!
“Nothing… G-Gaeul--let's just do it.” I suddenly grabbed Gaeul and carried her in bridal style.
I just wanted to forget that embarrassing thing happened in this unit and replace it with a real one.
This time with Gaeul, and it's real.
“w-what— Hanwoo–” She was probably in shock. Well, I was surprised as well that I could carry her with ease
“...”
We stayed like that for a moment.
She got her arm wrapped around my neck while I carried her.
Then our eyes met.
There is an electric shock that sparks something inside me, and it's starting to burn.
“Hanwoo…” Gaeul speaks my name before leaning in and kissing me.
“You better not think of sleeping after this, right?” She cupped my cheeks and stroked them like a baby. She's letting me decide, unlike the old Gaeul who'll force herself into me.
I'm her baby, Gaeul's baby.
“Yes.” I leaned and kissed her while I started walking on the way to the bedroom.
We'll definitely do it this time.
Every step I take, the deeper our kisses become.
“Hmm…” I’m more aroused than the last time we did it.
“Haaa… H-Hanwo— hmmppp~” Gaeul can feel it, matching my hungry kisses with her own pace.
The moment we’re at the door. She instinctively reached for the knob; she’s unusually clumsy.
She opened it, without breaking our lips from eating each other, and gently put her to bed. Right after I put her down, she stripped her camisole off, well, as manly as I am at the moment, I yanked my remaining cover as well. Tearing my boxers off as if they’re just paper, it’s my favorite, though.
“Gau— WHAA–” Finally, I can show her dominance—
She just pulled me in, laid me on the bed, and sat on top of my lap. Lining my cork on her overflowing sweet wine hole, and plugging it in.
“Ohhhh~ Hanwoo… I miss this very much!” My dick slides in her smooth like butter; she must have been flooding hot for a long time.
“M-me too… Gaeul— I love you.” I said it, that I love her, I love her tightness, I love her existence.
“I know.” Gaeul beamed a smile when she heard it.
That night, there’s no alpha, there’s no real domination, it’s a night full of understanding and passion.
“...”
“Haa…” I thrust in and out of her while she faces down my bed in a prone position, my hips crashing onto her smooth ass, rippling in every impact. I’ve never fucked her in that position, and it feels great.
“...”
“Hnngg— Hanwoo…” She called my name while I fucked her, missionary, with her legs spread on both sides of my hips. The sight of my dick coming in and out of her puffy, juicy pussy is a sight of a lifetime. God knows how much I missed this feeling.
“...”
“Ahhngg~” She rode me like she always does, but this time, she let the gravity do its purpose, letting her weight fall and slam her crotch into mine.
I cum nonstop inside her, on her midriff, and even on her face. She doesn't mind it; she just lets me do it, anytime and anywhere I like.
*****
“Good morning!” I greet my seatmate, whom I have never talked to once; I don’t even know what his name is.
“Good morning?” He greeted me back, well, I didn’t even look at him after that.
“Good morning!” I just greeted everyone I came across.
I’m just in a very good mood.
Who wouldn’t?
Earlier, I just woke up in a very good sleep, the most heavenly sleep I've had in the past few months.
The first thing I noticed was a sweet, flowery scent coming from a girl who was snuggling up to me. It’s Gaeul, and she’s sleeping comfortably. Her cheeks look so cute as she rests her head on my chest.
She woke up moments later, and we instantly shared a kiss.
But my wonderful morning didn’t stop just like that. Since we slept naked, we woke up naked, and her warm skin brushed mine smoothly. That wakes my morning wood as well, and she knows how to take care of it.
She gave me a morning oral. Her face was puffy, and her cheeks got puffy too after my dick stuffed her mouth. Watching Gaeul bob her head after I just woke up is such a blessing. I came inside her throat after a few bobbed, and she gulped it like a morning supplement.
She hugged me after it, and we rested for another hour.
“...”
“...”
“...”
“You’re daydreaming. Did something good happen? I guess you and Gaeul are okay now.” Chanmin pressed a cold iced coffee into my cheeks, and that brought me back to reality.
“Huh? Ahh, yes. We’re good now, thanks!” I cheerfully accepted the coffee.
We’re walking our way off the campus. I’m in a good mood, it’s too much that I didn't notice that the day went by really fast.
“Looks like it, there’s your guardian.” Chanmin nudged me and pointed at the entrance.
There she is, Gaeul’s standing right there, waiting for me.
“Hey.” She waved happily.
I never thought I'd ever see it, the way she smiled as she waved her hand upon seeing me after waiting at our university gate. I always dream about it.
“He– WHA! H-Haewon?” An arm clung to mine suddenly, and I instantly thought of Haewon when I saw how snow white it was.
“Oh, you knew it was me? How lovely.” Haewon was wearing her mischievous smile as usual.
Pretty… not just her, me too, I’m pretty dead.
“I should’ve broken your arm when I had a chance yesterday.” Gaeul approached and sliced Haewon’s arms with her glare.
“Do it, and I’ll cling to him even more since I need someone to feed me if I can’t— yes, break it, that’s actually a good idea.” Haewon tightened her arms around my right arm.
“You—” Noticeably, Gaeul improved on restraining herself from creating chaos, and instead, she grabbed my left arm and tugged me over to her.
“...”
“Hanwoo, looks like everyone wants to know your secret.” Chanmin’s giggling at the side,
What the hell is this guy talking about— oh shit.
As I looked around, everyone’s eyes were on us. I’m not a celebrity, but I feel like they’re watching us since it’s unusual to find someone with his arms around two beautiful fairies.
“Looks like they’re watching us, Hanwoo~ You’re like a flower, and I’m a butterfly.” Haewon sounds so happy with how things are working right now.
“You’re a moth.” Gaeul scoffed.
“I’m a butterfly—” Haewon insisted.
Girls, I wish you would let my arms go if you’ll just argue over again.
“Okay, fine, since your eyes were as big as butterfree.” Gaeul always finds a way to tease Haewon.
“It’s fine you… uhh… Skwovet!” Haewon shoots back at Gaeul with her own Pokémon.
“Huh? Why?” Gaeul looked confused about how she looked like Skwovet.
“Just— I don’t know! You look like a squirrel.” I knew it, Haewon just blurted some nonsense again just to fire back at Gaeul.
“Heh~ Yeah, squirrels like nuts… Hanwoo’s nuts—” Gaeul scoffed, I don’t like the way she is smiling… there’s something on her mind—
“Gaeul!” I instantly cut her off before she said anything, especially about how she ate my nuts last night.
“She’s really nuts.” Haewon let go of my arm, feeling defeated.
But that’s only momentarily, I can feel it since she’s still beaming her usual pretty smile.
“Bully— Gaeully,” Haewon muttered, and it made me laugh. I had to hold myself back before Gaeul decides that I deserve to go to hell.
“Wh— Are you laughing?” Gaeul looked pissed now.
“No.” I held her hand, just reassuring her that she got my full support.
While they bicker, students begin to murmur around. I can sense some of them looking at me with a death stare. But, they can’t do anything about it. Chanmin’s there, so they can’t come near us.
“Hehe.” Chanmin’s just enjoying the show.
“Hey, give me Hanwoo for a moment.” Haewon just asked Gaeul to hand me over to her.
Like candy.
“As if I’ll give him to you.” Gaeul tightened her grip on my hand.
“I’ll just borrow him for a moment.” Haewon sighed. She sounds like she’s somehow tired already.
“Then ask properly.” Gaeul had a point.
“That’s what I did!” Haewon stomps her feet; she’s annoyed since Gaeul had no intention of handing me over.
“No, you didn’t, you said… Give me Hanwoo—” Gaeul recalled the way Haewon said it earlier.
“For a moment, you forget that part, it means I’ll give him back to you— but I’ll keep him if Hanwoo wants to stay with me~” I never thought a boba eye like Haewon could resemble a fox.
“...”
“Okay.” Gaeul approved.
“...”
“Huh— huh?” I stuttered.
Did Gaeul just agree to give me to Haewon? Seriously?
“Gaeul, don’t regret this later.” Chanmin finally butts in.
“I won’t; I trust him.” Gaeul smiled at me but glared at Haewon. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay? Hanwoo.” She added, now she patted my head like a loyal dog.
“Yes,” I answered like a dog.
“We’re just at the coffee shop near the bus station.” Haewon checked her phone and showed a map of where she was planning to take me.
“Heh~ you know how to behave sometimes.” Gaeul slyly grinned again.
They’ll bicker again; it always starts with a grin, and the other girl will fight back, trust me.
“Yeah… sometimes… not often.” Haewon's finger walked her hand from my arm to my shoulders.
“Tch. Go.” Gaeul, let me go.
“Gaeul, I’ll come home after,” I told her, but that’s what I should really do, right? I should go back home after Haewon, and I will talk.
“I know.” Gaeul gave me a reassuring smile. I still can’t believe she allowed it.
“Let’s go, Hanwoo, my treat.” Haewon nudged me.
As we walk away, I can feel relief and gladness at how our relationship has drastically changed. It’s not the ruthless, sex demon, and cold Gaeul anymore. It’s the understandable and lovable Gaeul. She’s still a sex demon, though.
“Did Gaeul really eat your nuts?” Haewon suddenly asked.
“Haewon, what the fuck— stop it.” I looked around, and I can still see Gaeul. We’re not that far away, and yet, Haewon had the nerve to ask for it.
“Why? Are you scared of her? Come on, I’ll treat you right.” Haewon is just foxily seducing me at this point.
Is being with this version of Haewon the right decision?
I hope Gaeul doesn't really regret letting this girl. I can feel danger.
*****
“Here’s your coffee, enjoy.” The server put the coffee down at our table.
“W-what did you say?” I’m in a state of shock at the moment. Haewon just blurted out the most absurd thing I've ever heard.
“I said, I'm pregnant, Hanwoo…” Haewon took a sip of her coffee.
“...”
“Haewon— don’t–” I can’t speak properly.
“Why did you just let it all out inside my—” Haewon looked down at her belly. Is she talking about her belly? Her womb!?
“I—Uhhh—” No way, no way, no way.
“I never felt so full—” Now she rubbed it, as if she had just finished eating. But, full of what— of my cum? NO WAY!
“Hae–-Haewon—” NO FUCKING WAY.
“...”
“...”
“....”
“Just kidding!” She burst out laughing after seeing the look on my face. The look of horror and terror.
“Aish! Y-y-you! Don’t joke like that!” My heart dropped for a moment— I thought it was real!
But… why the fuck do I feel like I’m the one responsible for it? It’s not her that I had sex with, it’s the pillow—- shit! I wanted to forget that one really badly.
“How could I get pregnant? We never did it— wait, do you want to?” Haewon brushed her feet on my calves under the table.
“Stop.” I kicked it.
“You’re really loyal, and I like it.” Her lips curled into a smile before sipping her coffee.
“This girl…” I really don’t know what’s running through her mind.
“Well, the real reason I wanted to talk to you is… Seunghoon finally gained consciousness.” Haewon’s smile turned into a sincere one.
She’s happy, but I can feel something’s bothering her.
There’s a reason why she told me first, even though she could have said it earlier with Gaeul and Chanmin.
“Don’t say sorry again,” I warn her before she does it again.
“But still… sorry.” She bowed her head.
She still said sorry even though I told her not to.
“Haewon… I… I’m fine now, it’s okay… really.” I hope my words ease her burden, the burden that keeps clinging to her. “But… if Seunghoon really woke up, he should be the one who needs to apologize,” I added.
“Y-yes. I’ll bring him over, don’t worry.” Haewon raised her head and nodded.
“Haewon, it’s not for me… It’s for Gaeul.”
“....”
“Seunghoon bullied me, yes, but Seunghoon and her gang tried to do something inhumane to Gaeul. It’s disgusting— sorry, I just want Gaeul to get her own apology, not from you, but from Seunghoon.” Just remembering how Seunghoon and her gang tried to spike her drink and plan to take advantage of Gauel, it almost made me puke.
“Yes…” She responds.
“But, Haewon. He’s awake now. I know you’re worried about your brother.” I wanted her to smile, so I hope reminding her that his brother finally woke up can ease the pain she is feeling at the moment.
I want her to smile again, like she used to earlier, but tears drip from her eyes instead.
“...”
She looked down; she wanted to hide it, like she always does.
I always knew that behind her Jolly and playful face, there was a Haewon full of pain and regrets. Well, it all started that way, the moment Haewon and I talked, she apologized. She always does, she always feels sorry.
“...”
I let her tears run down for a moment.
“Huh?” Haewon's whimper came to a halt when I reached to brush her tears off.
She finally raised her head once again, her puffy red eyes still wet from crying. She just stared at me as I wiped her tears away.
“Stop crying, you look like milk tea when your boba eyes are wet.” I mimicked the way Gaeul teased her.
“No, I don’t.” She wiped her own tears and let out a giggle.
“You’re prettier when you smile.” Those words… I didn’t think about it thoroughly; it just came out of my mouth for no reason.
“...”
“Thanks…” She smiled.
Right after it, the cold air-conditioning unit blew through Haewon and me. The humming is so loud that it feels the place with sudden awkwardness and silence.
Both of us blushed for no reason, or there is?
“H—Hae–” I tried calling her name, but there’s nothing to say.
“H-huh?” Haewon stuttered as well.
We just sat there, regaining composure from the sudden awkwardness. I guess she already said what she wanted to tell me. It’s time to go home—
“Oh! We got a couple here!” One of the servers spotted us.
“Happy couples day!” Another one suddenly popped.
“Happy couples day for the two of you!” Then another one. How many servers are there?
“You hear that, Hanwoo!?” Haewon happily holds my hand as we both stand.
There it goes again, the jolly Haewon I used to be with.
“Y-yeah… really?” I was taken by surprise. I believe it’s the first time I've felt her hand; She always clung to my arm, wrapped it around my neck, but this was the first time I held her hand. It's nice.
“Since it’s couples day… we had a free plushie!” The shop’s manager excitedly announced their promo.
Then a massive life-size bear plushie emerges from their back kitchen. How did a giant thing like that fit in their tiny back area? And more importantly… It’s so huge that it even needed two people to hold it.
“Really? Wow— oh God! It’s so cute!” Haewon is hopping with excitement.
They put the plushie beside her. Their sizes are quite similar, though the plushie is a bit taller than she is.
“Wow– kugh— sorry.” I had to stop myself from laughing. I never thought I’d see a plushie taller than an actual person.
“Hey! I heard that!” Haewon shouts at me; she’s mad. I forgot one of the most important things when she’s around: don’t ever mention anything about height.
I clearly didn’t say a thing about it, but she just felt it.
We realized that we had this connection; we can’t explain what it was, but there’s something.
“Huh? Sir, she’s mad.” We heard one of the servers.
“Umm, wait, are you really a couple?” The manager looks confused by our actions. Why in the first place did Haewon have to yell at me like that?
“Yes, we are. Why?” Haewon answered instantly, her other hand gripping the massive plushie’s arm. I think she’s worried it might be taken away from her.
“Then, prove it.” A server said, clasping her hand.
“Then can we request a kiss?” The manager happily ordered.
All of the workers blushed, but not just them, Haewon and I as well.
“…”
“Hanwoo…”
“H-Haewon-ah.”
Her grip on my hand tightened, and the entire café was anticipating it.
“We just kissed earlier, our kiss battery is already depleted!” Haewon just spat non-sense, avoiding the complications.
“Awwww.” The crew let out a synchronized disappointment.
Later on that night, I helped Haewon with her massive plushie. I gave her a new toy, a piggyback ride while she held its hand to prevent it from falling.
“I never thought you'd be quick at getting the hint.” She laughed as we walked.
“Yeah… I never thought that kind of occasion would exist.” We’re talking about the sudden couple roleplay earlier at the coffee shop.
“All of it for this giant plushie— it’s quite heavy,” I grunt as I fix the sliding plushie.
“Just until the shed.” Haewon kept laughing, enjoying my delivery services.
We arrived at the shed and waited for a taxi to come. I felt so battered up, the plushie’s too heavy. I doubt Haewon can bring it by herself.
“You know what? I’ll just accompany you until you’re home.” I told her.
“No, I can manage.” She smiled. Earlier, you already insisted on bringing the plushie all the way to her house; there’s no way she can bring it by herself.
“But–”
“My dad’s home… he can help me and… I doubt you wanted to meet him.” She didn’t look at me as she happily played with the toy’s hand.
“Ohhh, okay… I guess.” Come to think of it, I don’t want to meet her parents.
Not because we’re hiding something since we’re not a thing anyway, but just to avoid anything unnecessary. I’m the one that their son bullied; I wonder how they’ll take me.
“My dad… my mom… they’re the same as me. They just kept apologizing once they saw you. They… actually really wanted to meet you— they’re full of regrets just as I am.” Haewon had her reasons.
“Sorry about that.” Now, I’m the one who felt really bad.
“No, you know what? Taxi’s here.” Fortunately, Haewon took the conversation more lightly than before.
I put the plushie in the back seat; it barely fit in. Haewon sat in the passenger seat.
“Bye—”
“Wait.” I rushed to the back of the taxi and took a photo of the plate number.
I remember the last time I called a taxi for her. I just can’t really trust anyone easily,
“Okay, bye!” I went back to her and waved.
“Bye!” Haewon waved goodbye as the taxi disappeared in the middle of the night.
“...”
“Now, time to go home and enjoy some kimchi—” I excitedly hopped my way to the next bus station. I can’t wait to go home and enjoy some lovely moments with Gaeul——
Or just as I thought?
“AHHHH! Hanwoo~”
“Hmmm, yes, fuck me.”
“Ahhh– Ahhh– cum! Inside!”
Fuck it, I thought it would be a night full of cuddling and lovely moments, but it’s a night full of fucking! Just right after I came home, she was wearing this sheepish smile. She went to help me undress— but it turns out she’s already stripping me.
We fucked on the sofa while a basketball game was playing in replay, the Rockets just beat the Spurs, then in no time, my rocket spurted thick cum inside her belly.
Then for dinner. She finished her food quickly and suddenly disappeared. Where did the sex demon go? That dinner’s insane, I have a hard time chewing since she’s under the table, sucking my dick like a damn dessert.
Then, while she’s washing the dishes, I fucked her from behind after I received a good scolding from her. She scolded me for taking a break! As my frustration skyrocketed, I slammed my hips into her ass with ruthless aggression. I just DXed her pussy.
Next on the bed, where the rodeo show began. Ride after ride after ride, non-stop dick riding for the sex demon. For compliance, I just kept cumming inside her. I can’t count how many times she shifts positions. She rode my face, my nose, my mouth, my hands, and my dick. I feel like a human amusement park, but more like an abusement park.
The night wasn’t the end, since every morning, I woke up with my dick inside her mouth. She didn’t even bother to wake me up. I bet she wanted me to have sweet dreams while she drank my sweet cum.
She’s wild, and that didn’t change.
But after all of that.
I love Gaeul.
*****
“Haaa…” I just got a good sleep the other day, then Gaeul decided to use me the whole night.
Is this her way of punishing me for going out with Haewon— no! She’s the one who let it happen in the first place!
“Water…” I felt so thirsty, all I ever drank last night was her cum and squirt.
“You already had five bottles out! Don’t blame me if you took shelter at the restroom later on.” Chanmin reminded me how much water I already consumed, but still brought me another one.
“Drink~” Gaeul’s sitting at my side, looking at me lovingly.
Of course, she’s happy. She got her pussy fucked all night, and now watching me trying to regain my energy, just to get use again later.
“Stop drinking water, drink this.” A familiar voice spoke and put a bottle of milk in front of me. It’s Haewon.
“Thank you…” I drink it, and it feels refreshing.
“What are you doing here?” Gaeul crossed her arms and legs; she might want to cross Haewon’s body, too, by the way she glared at her.
“I’m the one who should be asking you that. What are you doing here? How long is Ehwa’s break?” Haewon sat on my other side.
“Three more days.” Gaeul picked up a potato chip resting in front of us.
“Three more days— you need more milk.” Haewon tapped my back, as if she were worrying about me.
“Why milk?” Right, I wonder why milk?
“Just you know, for strong bones… that girl seems to be draining you, she might break your bones in no time.” Haewon took a chip as well.
It’s my potato chips, but I don’t have an appetite to eat; all I want is to drink.
“You know… never mind.” It’s embarrassing to admit that Haewon might have a point. The way Gaeul rode and slammed her ass on my hips? Shit’s too good but painful as well.
“...”
“....”
“W-w-what? Aren’t you going to eat?” I noticed Haewon just kept staring at me. Well, it’s lunch break, so I doubt my potato chips are enough.
“Well… Just looking at you makes my heart full.” Haewon suddenly states.
“Kgh–” Chanmin choked up.
“Aish…” Gaeul almost cursed.
“I—uhhh—kgh–” I’m speechless, and Gaeul just shoved the milk into my mouth.
“Shoo! Go away! Shoo!” Gaeul shooed Haewon away like a pest.
For some reason, Haewon and I shared the same awkwardness that rose yesterday.
“Want more milk? I’ll come get some—” Haewon noticed that the milk was almost empty and stood up—
“No, it’s fine–” I grabbed her hand to stop her.
There it is again, the awkwardness.
WHAT IS HAPPENNING TO ME!?
“Hanwoo…. H–Hanwo— Yah!” I can hear Chanmin calling my name, but I can’t actually process what the hell he’s saying.
Until I felt a crushing blow to my foot, Chanmin stomped on me to get my full attention.
“AWW! What?” It hurts as fuck.
Chanmin gestured at Gaeul.
Oh shit, I’m about to experience more pain than Chanmin’s stomp.
‘...”
“Hanwoo,” Gaeul called my name.
Why did it suddenly become hot, like it’s hell— right, I did something that can bring me to hell, holding Haewon’s hand in front of her.
“G-Gaeul—” I let Haewon’s hand go.
“...”
I expected something to happen, so I closed my eyes… but there’s nothing; instead, there is silence.
As I opened it up, Haewon, Chanmin, and Gaeul were all looking in the same direction. They’re looking at someone who approached us.
It’s Seunghoon.
*****
We’re at the open grounds, standing in a full circle. I’m surprised by his sudden appearance, honestly. I’m quite scared. Gaeul’s emotionless face, Haewon’s face was blank, and Chanmin’s was in a fighting stance, ready to fight as he kept telling me to move behind him.
“I’m not here to fight; you’ll squash me up if I ever did,” Seunghoon told Chanmin.
I put a hand on Chanmin’s shoulder, and eventually, he let her fist down.
“What do you want?” Gaeul asked Seunghoon.
“He’s just—” Haewon tried to explain her brother’s intention once again.
“Noona.” Seunghoon took a step forward in front of Gaeul.
“Haewon-ah,” I called Haewon, and I knew she got what I was trying to say just by looking at her eyes. That she should let Seunghoon do his thing.
“...”
Seunghoon kneeled on his knees, his forehead kissed the dirty ground. It’s not the Seunghoon I know anymore.
“...”
“I know, I’ve done a lot of things that don’t deserve forgiveness— but I’m really, really sorry. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you, Hanwoo, Gaeul, and Chanmin.” Seunghoon lowered his pride and begged for forgiveness.
“We’re really sorry—” Haewon attempted to assist him—
“Apologize to Haewon, too,” I muttered. Haewon deserved an apology at the same time.
Haewon endured so much; everyone knows it. Gaeul deserved an apology, Chanmin deserved some too, and of course, Haewon.
“Hanwoo…” Haewon, why does her voice suddenly get wavy— no, don’t cry!
“Heh~ Boba eyes about to tear up–” Gaeul didn’t let the chance slip by to tease Haewon.
“Hey! No- I’m noOooOt!” Haewon sniffed.
“Hey, get up. I’m fine now. You should apologize to Hanwoo as well.” Gaeul kicked Seunghoon, enough to stumble Seunghoon.
“Ah— yes! Hanwoo, I’m so sorry. As for my apology…” Seunghoon raised his head.
“...”
As for his apology? What now?
All our ears are on his words…
“Date my sister! You have my full support! Marry her, have kids, and live happily ever after! Even afterlife— ARGHHH!!”
“I’LL SEND YOU TO THE AFTERLIFE!!” Gaeul kicked Seunghoon again; it’s obviously stronger as Seunghoon twisted his body in pain. He just woke up, but he’s also on the verge of a coma once again.
“Omo~ my brother really loves me, what can you say? Hanwoo? Accept his apology~” Haewon winking at me.
Haewon, if you wink once more like that, your eyelids will close forever at rest.
“You told your brother to say it! Right!?” Gaeul is now storming Haewon.
“Of course—- I didn’t,” Haewon answered in a contradicting manner.
These two… they’ll fight again.
“Hey, are you good?” Chanmin poked Seunghoon, who’s still squirming in pain.
“Yeah… I guess.” He’s having difficulty breathing. Is he dying?
“You should— hey, what are you doing?” Haewon’s confused, Gaeul suddenly pulled her phone out.
“...”
“Oppa, please beat up Seunghoo—” Gaeul called her brother.
“Aish!” Seunghoon used his remaining strength to stand up and run.
“Yah! Where are you going!?” Haewon shouts at his brother, which instantly disappears.
“Looks like he’s scared as fuck on Gaeul’s brother… that’s what you get if you offer your sister to somebody's boyfriend.” Chanmin chuckled. He really enjoyed watching us, didn't he?
“Let’s go Hanwoo—” Gaeul grabbed my right hand.
“Wait–” Haewon grabbed the left one.
Shit, it's a tug of war once again.
“Should I pull his head?” Chanmin muttered, this is not the right time to joke like that!
“What do you want now?” Gaeul pulled me.
“Let’s settle it.” Haewon pulled me back.
Shit, they’ll tear me up.
“What’s your idea?” Looks like Gaeul will agree to her terms, but… what will they settle? Me?
“Let Hanwoo date both of us. I’ll take him first.” Haewon tightened her grip on my hand. She’s serious.
“Will that put your spirit at ease?” Gaeul is already treating her like a dead one!
“Yes.” Haewon didn’t mind it, and instead she responded flatly.
“...”
“...”
“...”
“Okay, fine.” Gaeul let my hand go.
“First, coffee shop. Now, date. Are you really fine with this?” Chanmin asked Gaeul, which I also wanted to ask.
“It’s fine, he’s still my guy.” Gaeul smiled at me, she’s… changed.
*****
“WAHHHHH!!”
“WHOUGHH—”
The roller coaster ride had me puking, while it’s like an energizer for Haewon.
We’re at Lotte World, and this is the kind of date she wanted. I asked her about romantic trips at Busan, then on Jeju, but she wanted to have fun with me and not those boring trips. Well, she’s having fun for sure.
“HIT IT! YES!” Haewon jumped in happiness when I took down nine cans in just one bullet in an arcade shooting game.
“WOOOWW!!” Her eyes were shining like crystals when the crew gave us the stuffed toy reward. She really loves plushie, and it feels great seeing her genuinely smiling at this time, no more burden, no more apologies.
“Hmmm~ I never thought hot dogs would taste this good!” We’re at a hotdog stand, taking a break from intense rides and arcades. Her cheeks were stuffed, rides really made her hungry, I guess?
“Easy, no one will take it away from you.” I wiped the excess mustard from her lips.
“Hmmm~ Hmmm~” She happily nods.
We also had some horror games, well, it didn’t scare us, but it shook us. I felt bad when she smacked the crew’s head when it suddenly popped out; it was so strong that the props flew meters away.
We enjoyed it. I never thought I'd ever enjoy a theme park at my age, and with her.
Come to think of it…
I never had any bad and boring times with Haewon.
“...”
“Hanwoo,” Haewon called my name. She’s staring at the sunset.
“Hmm?” I responded.
We’re at the Ferris wheel, currently at the peak. The sunset’s warm ray lighting our gondola through its glass enclosure.
She’s shining, like a pearl, a precious thing in the vast ocean.
“It’s funny, I know I already lost. And yet, I demand to take you on a date. Do you hate me for that?” She kept looking through the sunset.
“No, I’ve never hated you, Haewon.” It’s true, I’ve never hated her, even when she introduced herself as my bully’s sister… I never hated her.
“Really? Thank you…” She responded, not taking her eyes away from the sun, which was minutes away from fully setting.
“...”
“Thank you for letting me date you, thank you for easing my burden, thank you for telling me it’s okay, thank you for—” She stopped, her tears dropping.
Before she continued, she looked at me.
She’s smiling.
Her tears are different from the other day, I can feel gladness and… love.
“Thank you for everything… Hanwoo.”
“...”
“I’ll gladly accept this loss, well— it’s not technically a loss… I still had memories to cherish! I’m happy, and that’s what's important, right?”
“...”
“Hanwoo, after this day, I’ll finally let you go. Be nice to Gaeul, she really loves you.”
“...”
“See that Sun? That’s my love for you, it might probably be setting down, but it won’t disappear. I love you, Hanwoo, and I always will.”
The last rays painted the sky orange. Shadows stretched across the city below as the Ferris wheel stood still at its highest point.
“...”
I remained silent. I don’t know what to say; there are no words I can think of that can reciprocate everything she said.
I want to thank her as well.
I want to tell her that I’m glad to meet her.
The Ferris wheel ride came to an end. Now, we’re walking side by side, it’s nighttime. We’re ready to take a leave, and call end of this date.
“Hanwoo… can I request something from you?” Hanwoo went in front of me swiftly, and it stopped me in my tracks.
“W-what?” My mind is still in a fog, not knowing what to respond to.
“Can you kiss me?” Haewon leaned in.
“...”
“I— uhh–”
“Just kidding.” She laughed, and it made me laugh as well.
“Haewon-ah…”
“Can I hug you?” Haewon opened her arms. “You know I love plushies, can I hug you just this time? Be my plushie!” Haewon added.
That put a smile on my face, and I stepped forward for a hug.
She felt so tiny and warm, but she’s big at heart and cool as ice on everything she does. She’s strong, and I admire her for that.
“Thank you…” She’s the first one to let go.
“Hanwoo, once again, thank you…” Haewon already thanked me countless times, why is she keeping thanking me—
“We’ll move to the countryside tomorrow. Me, Seunghoon… all of us. We’ll continue our lives there, away from trouble and also reflecting on our mistakes.”
It wasn’t their mistake, and they’re already forgiven… but it’s their decision.
“Haewon…” I held her hand this time.
So she’s leaving? Is that why she’s thanking me non-stop? How about the words that I should’ve told her earlier? I should tell her— right.
“I’m glad to meet you, have fun with you, and be with you.”
“...”
“Thank you for being there when I’m at my lowest, thank you for… loving me.”
“....”
“You told me your love is the sun, right? Then be a sun, shine brightly, and be the cause of their happiness, like you gave me happiness… Thank you.”
The night drifts away with a smile, love, and understanding.
*****
I slowly opened my apartment’s door… she should be sleeping— shit, she’s wide awake and watching TV.
I took careful steps.
“You’re late.” Gaeul sounds like my mom, well, I gladly call her mommy.
“Sorr–”
“I regret it. I should not have let you date that girl!” There it is, Chanmin and I always ask her if she won’t regret it, and now she does!
“There’s no next time!” Gaeul crossed her arms.
“...”
I approached her and hugged her.
“W-what are you doing?” Gaeul loosened up and hugged me as well.
“Thank you… for loving me, Gaeul.” I tightened my hug; I always wanted to hug her whenever I wanted to.
“Yes, I love you… But did you do something wrong?” Gaeul is still suspicious.
“No, can you please… stop for now. I just wanted to hug my girlfriend.” I rest my head next to hers.
“Okay.” She scoffed and brushed my back like a baby.
“Haewon… said goodbye,” I muttered, I feel like she should know about it.
“I know… so that’s why I said there’s no more next time.”
“...”
Huh? Does she know?
“Y-y-you know?” I pulled back. Did they talk already? How? When? I thought they always fight; there’s no way they talk without me.
“Yes, that’s why I allowed it when she asked you for a date.” Gaeul really changed… she really is.
“Gaeul…” I called her name before leaning in for a kiss.
“Hanwoo, remember that both of us should date you, right? Now, I don’t need a date… just be with me, tonight, tomorrow, next week, next year—” Gaeul’s words got cut off when my lips sealed her again.
It will be endless, she could’ve just said forever.
I’ll stay with Gaeul forever.
“I love you, Gaeul.”
“I love you, too, Hanwoo.”
*****
Three years later.
“Hanwoo, don’t forget our movie date tomorrow, dress well, okay?” Gaeul was clinging to my arm as we walked down the stairs of my university.
“Yeah,” I responded with a smile.
The sun’s too bright, I can’t really open my eyes wide.
“...”
“Looks like you two are still going strong.”
A voice from behind… a familiar one…
A voice I haven’t heard for three years.
Gaeul and I turned around and found a bobbed-haired girl, smiling like a kid, with her big eyes shining like boba.
Photo after photo your heart only melted more. The hair on your arms stood erect in her presence. She swayed with elegance, the pure focus in her eyes. The crowd was eating it up right from the palm of her hand. Of course it included you, too.
The show had ended hours ago at this point in time. After it was over all four girls immediately sought you out in the crowd of people, assigned a bodyguard to your side so you did not get lost. Well, it was more of Tzuyu doing that. See, the other three girls weren’t too wary of you and Tzuyu’s situationship. To call it a relationship was not on the cards for you. If anything, this only further pushed the question that pummeled at your temples and transformed into a migraine.
Why has she gone through all this trouble just for you?
When the moments began to feel close to a Lamborghini flying by your Uber on the way to the venue, you blinked once. Now you lay in the master bedroom with nothing but the soft ambience of silence surrounding you with eyes on the digital clock by the bed. The time was glaring back at you; it being 2:30 a.m. and annoyingly bright. Those red numbers were some sort of sign yet you could not read it now. Your eyes soon track your phone screen as it lights up. A text from Tzuyu.
“I can’t sleep…can I come to your room? We can just hang out if you want.”
A slow hand ruffled your hair with a soft sigh passing your lips. Just hang out? Then again the quad of girls were sharing drinks an hour or so ago. You took some pictures with them but nothing out of the ordinary. However, Chaeyoung watched you with a smile the whole time. Something that the Idol you knew, you did not. You assumed she was always the weird one in the group. You knew where this was leading though.
“Makes two of us. I will let you in.”
The message was marked as seen with a heart attached to the corner indicating that she had double tapped it as well. The rooms were only a short walk apart from each other. She wouldn’t waste much time considering what was waiting for her, but rather, who.
You rolled out of bed phone in hand making your way over to the bedroom door. Your eyes are hazy and the room is a little blurry. After wiping your eyes with a careful hand you heard the door to the hallway close. She already made her way over? In just a few minutes? You step out of the bedroom and are greeted by…Son Chaeyoung? She wore an oversized hoodie, with a pair of shorts. Her sneakers slightly shuffle against the vinyl plank flooring of the room.
“Chae-…what are you doing here? I thought you weren’t feeling well-”
“I want to ask you something. It’s important.”
Chaeyoung stared directly into your eyes when she started to speak to you. Her voice was husky and low compared to Tzuyu’s. For some reason her eyes were so dark brown that they looked black. It didn’t help that her posture was perfect, erect without a single sight of a lean or sag. To your knowledge, Chaeyoung was battling an illness and could not travel. You slowly nod your head being a tad unnerved about her straightforward approach and sudden appearance. She also was shorter than you remembered.
“Yeah…ask away. I will answer as honestly as I can.”
Chaeyoung’s eyes locked with yours as she took three steps towards you. You were taller than her but her gaze made you feel smaller in a way. She looked down at your feet, then back at you.
“Do you love Tzuyu?”
“Do I what?” Your heart was in your throat now.
“Do you, the photographer she’s been seeing behind my back, love her?” Chaeyoung asked again without a falter in her speech. She was seemingly protective of Tzuyu.
The question would scrape your temples and call forth a migraine so profound you applied your hand to the front of your head. Rubbing your forehead gently as now your mind paced. Did you say that you loved her, or that it was just a friends with benefits thing? You felt Tzuyu would say it wasn’t a serious thing. However you felt the answer in your chest.
“I love her, yes. I won’t lie. I fell in love after our first night together. She was so…sensual and honest. She admired me for who I am, not what I did. I cannot imagine not being with her. She has shown me a lot. Not even just sexually. She is genuinely so sweet. I don’t just want her for sex or any of the favors she may do for me. I am seriously attracted to her. Also…what do you mean behind your back?”
Chaeyoung’s hands would fix her hair and she softly hummed while you spoke to her. You placed your phone into your jeans pocket and walked over to the island in the kitchen where an assortment of wine was sitting. It was looking like a drink would be had now. Especially when you were basically forced to relay your feelings about her fellow member. You popped the top off but remembered that Tzuyu hates the taste of beer. Great, now you wasted a beer.
“Tzuyu means a lot to me, and the rest of the girls. Seeing her fawn over you the way she does makes me a little jealous. She hasn’t felt this way about a boy in a while and it is nice to see her enjoy your company.” Chaeyoung chirped in response.
Your smile returned and you turned to the fridge with your left hand opening it. The first thing you grabbed? A beer. You place it onto the counter while replying to Chaeyoung.
“Yeah…she is what I never thought I could have. I never knew that taking pictures could get me this far. I guess it is a dream come true.”
Chaeyoung’s eyes didn’t move. Her hand reaches behind her which is followed by the doorknob being grasped. It turns with the door opening up which shows the empty and well lit hallway. Her eyes peer over at the beer you had in your hand.
“For your sake, y/n, I hope you’re not lying. You’re gonna need that ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign. Better grab it now, pretty boy.”
She departs with a few steps and a teasing tone and the door being pulled closed quietly. Once it shut again you just let off an exasperated sigh.
The tension was thick enough to where you could cut it with a knife now. She just…showed up like that and gave you a heart attack and interrogated you about her best friend.
Was she always that way? You thought that to yourself and softly sighed deeply. You chuckled finally.
“Okay…so...I did not think I was going to be interrogated..”
Just as you were collecting your thoughts you heard another set of footsteps coming towards the door. This time, you relaxed your shoulders. The door slowly opens and Tzuyu's pretty eyelashes batted at you. Why was she so cute?
“May I come in?” She asks softly with a sneaker crossing the threshold. With a tone smooth as silk.
“Yeah. Come in. You know I don't mind.”
As she steps inside and closes the door you couldn't help but admire the outfit she chose. A cream colored crop top with a green strap that seemed to come from what else with a hem that hugged her abdomen. Her own toned abs in view complimented by a dainty gold chain around her waist. Nails still decorated and pink, with a series of rings adorned on her right hand. A necklace or two around her neck also in tangent with a pair of gold earrings.
As she stepped a little closer with a hand reaching to your chest you noticed her jeans were unbuttoned yet the hem folded neatly downwards. Despite this, those jeans hugged her curves tight. They seemed to be comfortable.
“I wished I could have caught you before you left. I wanted to talk to you about…us.”
Tzuyu mused back, “Us. You and I? What is there to discuss? You're with me, and have been together just a week or more now.
A lump formed in your throat while gathering the correct words. “I…I am more than a good fuck to you, right?”
As you utter those words Tzuyu puts her arms around the back of your neck with the feeling of her nails grazing that spot where your neck and shoulders are connected. It sent a series of tingles up your back and your brain nearly grew fuzzy.
“You're a great fuck, a better photographer, and an amazing boyfriend. Why else would I do what I do?”
Tzuyu leans up to you as now she wasn't wearing a pair of heels or boots. So you were taller than her just this once. After a brief moment of eye contact her lips touch a delicate spot under your chin. The sound of her lips sampling your skin filled your ears. She pulls away softly as your hands find their purpose and hold her hips. Thumbs now grazing that chain.
“Was sending Chaeyoung in here necessary? I felt like she was going to murder me. Like…she just showed up in here all monotone and stoic before asking me if I loved you.”
Tzuyu gave a smile to you and covered her lips with her hand as a chuckle came with it.
“She is protective of me. All she wanted was to make sure you were going to treat me right and all.”
“But…she introduced me to you. You think she wouldn't be so…mistrusting.”
Tzuyu adds, “I wanted you the moment I met you. I just didn't say anything while my bodyguards were around. They would have told my manager and…I don't need him on my ass. I'm already working hard.”
The reality then set in. An Idol was not a fun occupation. Yes despite the concerts and fansigns they had to do it was a lot of hard work. You knew that from all the times Tony's friends talked about how one of them managed to bump into Soyeon of i-dle.
That's another story for another day.
You simply nod in agreement with Tzuyu with your hands just heading back to her shoulders where they belonged for now.
“You don't think we moved too fast?”
Tzuyu’s lips parted as her head shook in response. When you softly move your head to the side to check the door her face moved closer than before. Your lips brush together and you felt the gloss of her lips glide over yours. Then she fully engulfs your lips with a slow kiss. Her head shifts to the side to broaden the reach she had with her lips. Her tongue even grazes your lips once she pulls away. Your lips parted while you looked into her eyes.
“You forgot the condom, again.” Tzuyu teases you with a hand on your chest.
“Yeah. I forgot it a few weeks ago and you brought one. I assume you didn’t bring one this time?”
Tzuyu softly shakes her head at you and turns to the door. Her fingers latch onto the ‘Do Not Disturb’ placard. Her arm reached around the door itself and then you could hear her speaking to someone. Who could she be talking to? You step forward with a quick step and try to see who is there. Tzuyu glances over her shoulder and waves you over with a quick hand. Once you were able to be in view you see Chaeyoung standing there with the placard between her fingers. Your eyebrow raises but you nod to her in greeting.
“You’re back, huh?”
“I am covering for you two so you can have your time alone. Better get back inside.”
Chaeyoung flashes a smile at you as Tzuyu’s hand grips your hand firmly. She pulled you inside with haste with your socks sliding across the floor. Who knew she was this strong? The door closes and the placard can be heard as it was placed over the doorknob. Your eyes locked while she took you across the room. But you didn’t make it to the couch before the two of you locked lips again.
The kiss was rushed and messy with your lips clashing and missing the others lips. Tzuyu even bites your bottom lip as your hands grab the waist of her jeans, tugging them down. They slip off with ease as if they were silk and lace. With her black panties now in your line of sight. You pulled away for air as she was attacking the nape of your neck with her lips. You panted softly as your fingers tangled in her panties waistband. You grunted while her teeth sink into your skin which leads you to just pause for a moment.
“You like that, don’t you?” Tzuyu mused with a hand basically inside of your jeans. Her hand grabbing the whole length of your bulge. Nails scraping your skin through the fabric.
“I won’t say no. But…you don’t have a condom.”
Tzuyu chuckled as your jeans were unbuttoned and now were dropped to your ankles. As you stepped out of them your lips were met with her own again. Slow and careful as if your lips were the canvas and she was the brush. Her nails drag across your chest as her eyes turned to something hungrier. Something a little darker.
“I don’t want you to wear one this time. I just need you before you have to go, so do me a favor?”
“Whatever you want..” You mumbled against her lips.
Tzuyu pulled away and grabbed your chin with a firm hand. She then whispers in your ear.
“Shut up and just fuck me already.”
A switch flipped in your mind once Tzuyu spoke to you. Her eyes narrowed and a smirk graced her lips. She knew she had pressed the right button now. She quickly steps away while holding her jeans in her left hand. Her hips swayed side to side and perhaps it was on purpose. Just to draw your attention to where it needed to be. Why focus on anything else now?
Your heart was racing yet your hands slowly grabbed your jeans and you made your way back there to the bedroom you had slept in. The sight before you was Tzuyu removing her earrings and placing them neatly on the dresser. The lights were dimmed but you could see her perfect figure. With a slow movement you slip off your boxers and place them with your jeans by the door. Dropping them carelessly.
You made your way over with your cock standing erect against your abs with precum just running from the tip. Her necklace came off but your eyes were drawn to that gold chain she had around her waist. It shimmered in the light. Your hands grabbed her hips prompting a playful gasp from her lips. She turned around and sees your shaft was waiting and ready.
“For me? You shouldn’t have.”
Tzuyu trails a kiss along your jaw as her hand gently strokes your length. You put a hand on her midriff as her hand just takes its time caressing every inch you have. A few moans slipped past your lips while she kept eye contact with you. Each stroke just pushes more precum to your tip. A smile soon cascaded over your lips with your eyes closing. A moan comes out, then another. Then she suddenly stops her strokes leading you to open one eye.
“You’re such a tease…” You mutter as you put a hand on her ass with fingers pressing into her cheeks in the attempt to pull her forward. She gives in to the pull and pushes back. With a quick motion the two of you land on the queen sized bed. Once there, her panties make their way onto your chest. She was upright over your cock with her wet entrance just so dangerously close. With a smile on her face she grabs your shaft and sets herself down onto it nice and slow.
The sensation prompted you to moan with a tilt of your head. Tzuyu did the same with a shaky exhale passing her parted lips. She puts both hands on your chest and raises her hips up and down. Her breath hitched hard.
“Shit-..you feel so much better than I thought…”
Your reply was a sigh of relief between you panting as the sensation. Her walls were hugging you tightly as if you were going to try to leave. Truth be told you weren’t going anywhere. Not now. A hand grabs that gold chain firmly as the other slapped her ass hard. She jolted, a shriek passing her lips yet it was followed with a giggle.
Her eyes held that same gaze from earlier as her legs would supply her the power she needed. She began to bounce on your cock at a fast pace. Her hands go to your shoulders with the roughness of her nails digging into your skin. The bed moved slightly at the impact the two of you shared. Her moans were quick, panting with every exhale. Your fingers tug on the chain and it makes her come to a very slow halt. You didn’t want her to stop but you knew this would be difficult to pull out of.
“Need a break already, baby?”
“Yeah…unless you want me to get you pregnant.." You mutter between heavy breaths.
The Taiwanese idol began rolling her hips against you at an agonizingly slow pace yet her pussy was just stroking you as if it was trying to push you deeper. You watch as Tzuyu’s head lifted up and her lips parted again. A guttural yet low moan comes out as she looks down at you. Your lips press together as your free hand slaps her ass again.The sound echoed through the room and it made her moan again. She spoke low with a hunger in her voice.
“You keep doing that..and you won’t be leaving this position for a while..”
Your heart leapt around your chest and now your hands would grip the chain tight. The eye contact was a silent way to confirm you knew the dangerous game you were playing with Tzuyu. You seriously could not afford to get her pregnant and now, the worry was in the back of your mind. Your eyes focus on her hips as they roll and grind against you. It was like you felt the tension now. Every roll, every bounce, and every stroke. Would she let you even pull out?
“You’re so…damn-”
Tzuyu cuts you off by bouncing on it again. Your breath hitched as her hands were now on your abs. She allowed her moans to get progressively louder each time she touched down on your waist. She whimpered with her eyes closing tightly. A sight you loved seeing from where you laid.
“Oh god! I’m cumming-” Tzuyu cried out softly between her ragged breaths.
Your hands would pull her all the way down to where she couldn’t move off of you. You felt her walls clench more and it was soon followed by her body quivering. Her back arched back as her nails dug into your sides to keep herself upright. You groaned softly watching her beautiful agony unfold in front of you.
Quickly thinking, you hold her waist and sit up so now you were face to face. She smiles at you and cups your cheeks with both hands. Your cock twitches inside of her and she looks down and gently rubs your abs. Then she slowly began to grind against you once more. Her hair falls like a curtain over her eyes and cascades across your face like water.
The warmth started on the crown of your head and then rushed to the tip of your cock. With a quick gasp before you could speak, Tzuyu latches her lips with yours. Her soft lips gently pull away after a moment. She continues grinding on you but she knew you would bottom out soon.
“Yes baby…you don’t wanna hold it in. I promise you won’t regret it…do it for me. Cum inside of me. Please fill me up. Don’t fight it. Don’t resist…”
Tzuyu whispers it against your lips as her hands wrap around your back. Your cock was slick with a mixture of her own nectar and your own precum. A hand finds its way to your cheek as Tzuyu’s lips, swollen and still glossy, quietly form a smile. Her grinding is now picking up pace.
“I-I can’t. You would get pregnant and…I don’t want to ruin your career..” You managed to squeak out between moans.
“Yes you can. Yes you can, baby. Just give in. Let my body take you away..”
Tzuyu gently holds your shoulders and nods her head slowly at you just coaxing you to cum. That smile was there, and it was luring you in like a melody. She softly moans and wraps her arms around your head. Your face was now buried in her sweet smelling neck. Vanilla had filled your nostrils as the pleasure was mounting up. Her fingers tangle in your hair as she moans in your ear just loud enough so you couldn’t think straight anymore. Your eyes fluttered shut as the moment had come. Your hands wrap around her back and it was then you could not hold it anymore.
“I’m cumming…oh shit-”
When you managed to get the words out your body stiffened and your cock was buried deep inside of her. She stopped her movements and simply held you close. Your seed would begin to fill her up. She smiles at the sensation while throwing her arms around your neck. You grunted and exhaled deeply while you pulled back and saw two of her as your vision blurred. Her sweaty body was against your own, nails scratching the back of your head in a loving way. You slowly fell back onto the bed with her coming with you. She panted along with you while rolling off of you, and the cum that was pushed deep inside had come running down her thighs.
Tzuyu would lay next to you and put her arm around your chest and kiss the space between your ear and neck. Her lips were pillow soft and moist enough to where it felt like the fresh dew that covered the grass. Your eyes looked towards her but as she stroked your cheek with her thumb she said three words that you were not expecting at all.
“I love you.”
You thought you were dreaming. There was no way, right? She didn’t just say that. Between your vision being blurry and the sound of static in your ears you took a very careful moment to reply. Just before your eyes closed and you could feel her warmth lulling you to sleep.
“I love you, too.”
When you could feel the bed around you again you did not feel Tzuyu next to you. The cool air brushes against your exposed legs and your eyes flicker open. You immediately notice your boxers were on and next to you was an outfit to wear. A pair of sweatpants laid with a black hoodie. Both in your size. A soft sigh passed your lips once you could see the sun was risen and the light was being let in. You instinctively reached for your phone which should be next to you on the nightstand. Once you feel it in your hand you turn it on while you sit up on the edge of the bed.
You were met with a flurry of notifications. The majority of them were Instagram likes and comments.Upon tapping the block to open them, you were greeted by the photos you had taken of TWICE the night before. Of course, they had blown up. The girls had reposted the photos on their own accounts so the likes came pouring in but so did the following for your own account.
A quick swipe here and a tap there leads you to your own page where you went from 3k followers to now 90k followers. It seems the photos you had posted of Tzuyu and the girls were getting the traction you strived for in the beginning. Not only that, but your inbox was flooded with messages. A lot of them. While marveling over how many messages you had, you remembered why you were here and most of all who was partly responsible for the followers.
“Tzuyu…”
You said her name with a worried tone as now you finally remembered the time you two shared last night. She hadn’t probably had the time to say bye last night after the two of you had unprotected sex. With a quick gesture you close Instagram and see you have one single message. Thankfully, it was from her and it was a voice memo. You press play and turn up the volume with an eager ear.
“Hey baby. I hope you’re sleeping well. You really needed the rest after last night.~ I wanted to let you know that I did have to leave earlier for South Korea. Your flight I think…leaves at 3pm tomorrow? Mine was around…9am today. I am actually on the flight now. I wanted to…let you know I left you an outfit and some breakfast on the table in the main room. I miss you so much and I cannot wait until you get back here. I even left you a gift on the couch. I think you’ll like it. I gotta go. I love you, and I will see you soon.”
You smiled the whole time as you listened to her drowsy voice. You knew she would get busy between now and tomorrow so you double tap the message to leave a heart and send a quick text back.
“Love you too, Tzuyu. I’ll miss you until I get back tomorrow. I can’t wait to see you again. Maybe we can have another session. ;)”
Just as you sent the message you made your way into the kitchen and found a clear plastic container of breakfast food that was steamed up. It was recently cooked, or, at least reheated. It was some eggs, pancakes, and sausage. An American breakfast for certain. After glancing at it you then see a large photocard on the couch.
You tilt your head at the photo and pick it up. It was a photo of Chaeyoung and Tzuyu together during what seemed to be a concert. Earpieces still in, and all of that but then you notice something. The back of the photo had something taped on it, and it felt…familiar. When you flip the photograph you have a note with a heart on it attached. However this one was drawn differently than how Tzuyu drew hers.
Even as you investigate further you then notice that there was a box not far away. You gently place the photo on the table and sit down on the couch. Your fingers would slowly open the piece of paper and you would watch as it was the size of a legal sheet of paper. You rubbed your eyes and began to read the small letter.
“Hey y/n! Remember me? If not, let me jog your memory. We met yesterday. Truth be told, I was a little skeptical of you. I didn’t think you were such a nice guy as Tzuyu said you were. Turns out I was wrong about you, so I apologize for that. Needless to say, I wanted to say thank you for being so sweet to Tzuyu. You two are so cute together and I am so happy for you. I left something for you in that box. Make sure to open it!”
Your memory was foggy but then you realized who this was from. Chaeyoung. The girl who thought you a fraud when you first met just last night in the midst of waiting for Tzuyu to come over that night. You softly exhale at the realization that she was here this morning, and that would explain the food being reheated. As you pick up the medium sized box that came with a black bow on top you slowly undo the bow. Carefully, you open the top and find a silver necklace that was adorned with three fake strawberry halves. It was certainly hand made. A gift from her to you, it seems.
“This is…unique. She must have made this. Wait…there’s something else.”
You reach back into the box and then find a photograph of the window across the room that overlooked the city. You were on the 6th floor of the Hotel so the view was breathtaking. You admire the photo itself but then you noticed something on the window itself in the photograph. Another piece of paper that was taped to the double hung window. You put down the necklace, placing it back into the box.
A set of careful steps would take you to the window and you raise a finger to the paper. This one had another heart on its front. You take it off the window carefully and open it up. The contents of this paper was, of course, another photograph.
“Chae…you love your scavenger hunts. I have to say I am very impressed you went this far.”
This last photograph was of the bedroom window. Your bedroom window to be exact. With haste you went back to the bedroom, flicked the light on and stood at the center of the room with the window in view. Taped to the window? A condom in a gold package.Your eyebrows furrowed. Now, you were confused. What was she trying to say? You make your way over to the window and find a paper note written on the desk adjacent to the window.
Don't bother bringing this. I found it in your bag. You're so cute when you get flustered while talking to me. I guess you were thinking about me when you put it down. I was on your mind and you got distracted. Just how I like it. -Tzuyu <3
She found the condom you could not after rocking your world again last night.
A knock came to the front door and you jolted wildly, dropping the photograph you had in your left hand. You picked it up carefully and announced your intention to answer the door simply with ‘Coming!’. After a brief moment of putting the photos together and onto the desk in the bedroom you go to the door and answer the door. Thankfully, it was the receptionist who checked you in. A nice man with a clean cut combover and a two piece suit.
“Good morning, y/n. I hope you slept well. I wanted to let you know that there will be lunch in the mess hall at 12pm. As one of our many VIP Members staying here, I wanted to let you know.”
“Ah, well, thank you. I appreciate it greatly, sir. Thank you.”
As the receptionist leaves the hallway to head to the elevator you close the door and sit back on the couch. Your mind was crossing itself trying to make sense of this seemingly endless debacle. Tzuyu and you were together for a few weeks and now Chaeyoung was congratulating you? You weren’t sure how to feel exactly at the moment. For now, there is only one thing you can do.
You look towards the photograph of Tzuyu and Chaeyoung and you softly smile. Pictures often tell stories. This one story would now hold a special place in your heart.
That's the end! I want to say thank you to everyone for the reblogs and likes on this series! Thanks for reading!
It has been 2 days since I last saw Sana. Our awaited meeting has had devastating consequences. She has not been the same after the news. TWICE had a schedule with a variety show, but Sana had decided to not attend citing that she had personal schedules that she needed to attend to. It was probably for the best anyways.
I wish I could reverse time and bring him back in exchange for my life. Nothingless, I am still here. I was in the hospital room for a routine evaluation of my injuries, and the doctors say that I am recovering well. However, no doctor could fix the hollowed-out feeling in my chest. I looked at the freshly pressed uniform hanging on the back of the door that has seen many ceremonies.
Today was the day we said goodbye to Dex
A nurse knocked on my door and I gestured for them to come in. "Sir, before you leave. Someone wants to see you." A nurse said. I was not
expecting any guests as my other comrades were getting ready from their respective situations. Though I was curious.
"Who is it?" I asked.
Suddenly a slim figure walked in.
"It's me..." Sana said. I was not expecting her to be here.
"Ah. Sana... It has been a bit... Are you okay?" It was obvious that she cried a lot since that day, but nothing can deny how strong of a woman she is.
"I don't know," she whispered. "But I wanted to see you before the service. Mind if I sit?"
I gestured to the edge of the bed. As she sat, the weight of everything—the mission, the blast, the blood-stained photo—hit me all at once. Seeing her here, in the quiet of the hospital, made it all too real.
" Sana... I can't do this.. I cannot watch my best friend be lowered into a ground... I should have known there was a switch. I should have been faster. I could have saved him, Sana..." Suddenly seeing Sana here with me broke me. I felt so vulnerable. I let myself cry again. All the emotion washing out.
I felt a small, warm grip around my hand. "Ah... you are such a loyal friend. Can I tell you something?" She held my hand and looked me in the eye. The same eyes that loved him.
I gave her a nod and she gripped my hand harder. "Jinyoung told me to always be prepared for anything... He told me that being in the UDT came with a price. I just never expected that he would be gone so soon... He told me that you would be the person to blame yourself because of the responsibility you carry, and I want you to know that Jinyoung would be happy seeing you alive and well.." Sana sniffed and gripped my hand harder with a tear tracing down her cheek.
"So, we're going to do this together. For him."
The cemetery was shrouded in a light mist that signaled the mood. Because of Sana's status, the agency had arranged for a private viewing an hour before the official military honors began. Her members even came out to support her. Their love was unmatched for their member that was suffering.
I stood in my dress blues, the medals on my chest feeling like stone weights against my healing ribs. I held Sana's arm, acting as her physical and emotional anchor. She was veiled, her face hidden from the world, but I could feel the tremors racking her small frame.
As we approached the casket, Jinyoung's parents were already there. His mother looked at my bandages and my crutch, then at the veiled woman on my arm. She didn't need to be told who Sana was; she saw the way Sana's hand gripped mine.
"Captain. Thank you for returning our son home." Jinyoung's father said with the stoicism that Jinyoung has heard throughout his life.
I stood as straight as my injuries allowed and saluted. "I am sorry, sir. I should have brought him home whole. I failed him."
The mother stepped forward and did something I didn't expect. She didn't slap me or scream. She took my hand and Sana's hand, joining them together over her son's casket. "He loved you both more than his own life," she whispered. "Do not let his sacrifice be in vain by living in guilt."
Bobby, Jin, Wonho, and a dozen other UDT and Delta operators emerged from the mist. They formed a silent semi-circle around the casket.
One by one, the men stepped forward. They reached up to their own chests, unpinning their gold UDT Tridents or Delta pins. Then, with a hollow thud, they slammed their palms against the wooden casket, driving the metal pins deep into the lid.
Thwack. Thwack.
Each blow echoed through the silent trees. When it was my turn, I let go of Sana's hand for a moment. I looked down at Jinyoung's face through the glass one last time. I unpinned my own badge, the metal biting into my palm.
THUD!!
The vibration traveled up my arm, rattling my fractured bones, but I didn't wince. "Rest easy, brother," I whispered. "I've got her. I promise."
The official ceremony began shortly after. The rifles of the 21 gun salute echoed through the cherry blossoms slowly raining down on the casket.
As the bugler began to play Taps, I pulled Sana closer. To the rest of the military world, I was a Captain looking out for a "friend of the deceased." But beneath the veil, Sana was weeping silently, her head resting against my shoulder.
When the flag was folded into a perfect triangle, the officer in charge didn't hand it to a wife or a mother. Jinyoung's mother had requested it be given to me.
I took the flag, the heavy wool smelling of gunpowder and rain, and immediately turned to Sana. I didn't give it to her in front of the cameras. I shielded her with my body, tucked the flag into my arms and whispered, "Let's get you out of here."
We made it back to the car, and Sana took off her veil. Time starts to slow down as the veil revealed her face slowly. At this point, I realized why she stole Dex's heart. Her face was sculpted like a statue that belonged to the finest museums. Her jaw and cheek bones are as sharp as a knife and her eyes are always so expressive. I stepped out of my trance when Sana caught my gaze. "Ah Captain.. are you alright?" She asked as she finally settled into the car.
"Yes Sana. I will be. Let's go back to JYP."
Since she is a busy idol, I drive her back to her agency where I will exchange the folded flag. We got out of the car, and we stood in front of the back entrance to the company.
Sana reached out to my arms and held them. "It was nice meeting you Captain... I wish we would have met on better terms, but fate really had us meet on these circumstances." Sana softly said. Her eyes drifted down to mourn the loss, and that was when I spoke up which seemed to have lifted her face.
"It has been an honor meeting you Sana-ssi. As promised from Jinyoung... he would have wanted you to have this."
As a symbol of finally returning Jinyoung home, I decided to present his flag with his memorabilia to her. Although her grip on my arm was soothing, I needed to do this. I silently presented her the folded flag with his beret. It felt like a weight being lifted off my shoulders in a way because I finally got over blaming myself for his loss. I had kept my promise. I had brought him home to the person who mattered most.
Sana looked at the flag, and took it upon herself and held it close to her chest. Taking in the symbolism while holding to the last pieces of Jinyoung. She smiled at me and spoke calmly.
"For what it is worth, let's exchange numbers, so that we can stay in contact. Is that okay with you?" Sana's eyes widened and she gave a cute expression. The pureness of her heart was slowly starting to melt the scars from my heart.
"Yes," I smiled, and for the first time, it didn't feel forced. "Anything for you, Sana."
Sana pulled out her phone and airdropped her information. "Jinyoung would be proud of you for not blaming yourself."
Later that night
The hotel room was quiet, the only sound being the distant hum of Seoul's nightlife filtering through the glass. For the first time in weeks, I didn't immediately reach for the painkillers. For the first time in weeks, my dreams were silent.
I sat on the edge of the bed and slowly unbuttoned my dress uniform. The medals clinked as I laid the jacket across a chair. I caught my reflection in the mirror. The burns running down my neck to the arms were slowly scabbing up. The jagged scar where the shrapnel was removed on my abdomen was large. And a familiar look with my baggy eyes. God I need some sleep.
I looked like a man who had been to the edge. But I didn't look like a man who wanted to stay there.
Ping!! Ping!!
The green bubble showed up on my phone which illuminated the dark room. It was from Sana.
Sana: I put the flag in a safe place. It's right next to the award he gave me for my last comeback. It feels like he's finally resting now.
Sana: Also... don't forget to ice your leg. You were limping when you walked away. Captain's orders, okay?
I stared at the screen for a long time. It was such a "Sana" thing to say which was cute. Trying to play captain on me now huh. I could almost hear Jinyoung's laugh in the back of my head, telling me I was a lucky bastard for having her look after me.
I typed back a short reply: I'm icing it now. Sleep well, Sana. You earned it.
She replied back almost instantaneously. "Good night!!"
I laid back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. The high-pitched ringing in my ears was there, but it was quieter now. It was muffled by the memory of her smile and the weight of the promise I'd kept.
Tomorrow, the physical therapy would continue but most importantly, I would need to figure out life without a mission and without the military.
But tonight, for the first time since that clear night in the plane, I closed my eyes and didn't see the red blinking light. I just saw the way the wind caught Sana's hair at the cemetery.
I wasn't just a survivor anymore. I was a guardian.
And as sleep finally pulled me under, I realized that maybe, just maybe, the mission hadn't ended at the compound. It had just changed.
Loving reading Her Photograph. Looking forward to that pt3!
Question about poll: will the idol determine the story, theme of fic or you already have all in mind regardless?
Hello anon!! I am glad you are enjoying Her Photograph and I thank you for your support🤍
Regarding the poll, yes. I have everything planned in mind for each selection. I have a tendency to plan ahead for my ideas and this poll just gives me a nudge in the next direction; I love the input you all give me so please do not be afraid to reach out and offer advice or ideas🙏
A few days had passed after you and Tzuyu met at the arcade together. The two of you were in the ambient purple lights inside one of the many game rooms there were. The close proximity, the subtle touches she left. The kisses on your cheek you got whenever you won those stupid rigged machine games followed by a full kiss on the lips? Heaven. Tasty. Even sinful. Kissing so much that her lips had gotten a tad swollen, expensive lipstick all over the collar of your polo shirt. You were just indulging in her lips and how soft they were with the whispered tease of her sucking you off again but this time, in the photo booth close by? Yeah. You were having it good.
Unfortunately you did not get that second blowjob, but rather, you did get some amazing oral sex for your troubles. Her perfume was still locked into your black hoodie as if the fabric was soaked in it. You even occasionally took a few whiffs saying you just wanted to check if it smelled the same.
It smells like her and you just wanted to keep indulging.
Now, we get to the present moment. Let’s just say that Tony was not exactly believing what you were giving him as information.
“What do you mean she gave you a condom?” Tony looked at you simply out of bewilderment. He was not believing any of this shit. No way that someone as hot and talented as her would ever choose you like that. What Tony did not know was that she also gave you the most sensual blowjob in your life. You say it to yourself with utter confidence in your mind that it is so. With a sigh followed by a waft of your hand over your head.
“I meant what I said, dude. She gave me a condom.”
Tony chuckled and took a heavy sip of his beer from its glass bottle. A swallow and a shake of his head. He was not buying the whole condom statement and now you were thankful that you did not tell him about the head you got after the shoot. Though his comment didn’t affirm it.
“Mate, I want to believe you. I just…cannot believe she would want a guy like you-”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You interrupt, only getting a shrug from Tony.
“You’re impulsive when it comes to girls, mate. You commit until it gets too hot like putting your hand in the fire you created. You can’t start a fire and then not attend to it to keep it burning.” Tony nudges you firmly and tosses the empty bottle into the waste bin. A firm hand slapping your back.
“I gotta get to the wife. She wants some dinner and it is my turn to cook. We’ll catch up brother. Take it easy, you’re clenching your jaw again.”
Tony grabs his keys in stride as he walks out of the front door of your apartment. The door opens then closes in the same rhythm. The only sound in the room was the bluetooth speaking playing ‘Catch Catch’ by Yena. How in the fuck did that get on the Pandora station? It was supposed to be ILLIT, but good ‘ol Pandora. You groan and reach for your phone on the couch next to you deciding what to play next. When your phone displays your lock screen which was of you and Tony at the bar with two beers in each hand. Then, a message pops up.
Choo: Hey. Are you free? :)
Your heart throbbed in your throat and your head gained a dull aching against your temples. Perhaps it was one too many beers? Nah, you were not a lightweight. You had 4 bottles and you felt okay. However you open your phone and just reply carelessly.
You: Yeah, just got done having some drinks with my brother. What’s up?
It was not long before she replied to you again. Just fifteen measly seconds.
Choo: By chance…do you still have that condom?
You: Of course I do. It was a gift for the next time I think I will get lucky at my next session.
You send the message with the intent of it being a joke to lighten the mood for yourself, but when Tzuyu reads the message there was not an immediate response like the last message. Instead, a few minutes go by. You wait. Unsure if you were stupid or just genuinely curious about her reply. Then, your phone dings. A voice note from Tzuyu? You raised a quizzical eyebrow before hitting play. A hand wrapped around your beer as you wondered if she was put off by the comment.
“You sound pretty confident about your next chance. What if I told you you’re getting another chance, tonight?
You quietly clutch your beer in hand and then, you feel confused by what she said. Did she say…tonight? As in, today? Your fingers start to slowly type but it was then you stopped. A feeling of familiarity kicked in when you saw the three dots. Then another voice note came through. This one was longer than the last.
“You like that idea, don’t you? I will be there in 20 minutes. Don’t be too drunk, okay? I will see you soon.”
Now, you felt your heart thumping like a drum of war. You double tapped the voice note to leave a heart and quickly put your phone down on the table. The bottles were then tossed into the waste bin while your fingers fumbled the jacket you had on. She was coming over and you felt indecent, unprepared. Mostly, considering you had a condom ready. In those final moments your thoughts had settled because the doorbell rang to your apartment. Of course it was based on an intercom system. So you press the button to speak.
“Who is it? I don’t want any Girl Scout cookies.” You said, halfheartedly with a hand on your head. After some shuffling on the other end you heard her voice. The voice of the woman who had led you on for a while.
“If you don’t want my cookies, then I can just leave. I think you want a taste of what I have…know what I mean?”
Your throat closed up with words unable to escape. You needed to play it cool. After you slowly exhale to yourself you would chuckle and open the door. She was standing there in a sleek black dress and boots. Large boots to be exact. As you gawk, the scent hits your nose. It was sweet, fruity but ever so melodic to your nostrils. You exhale and offer your hand.
“Please. Come in.”
Tzuyu takes your hand with her left hand as she steps across the threshold of the apartment. She beams at you with a grin while looking around the place. You had some house plants here and there, it was clean as well. She smells notes of cinnamon and maple while turning to face you. Her hand then stroked that ever so obvious bulge in your jeans.
“You missed me. I can tell.”
“I didn’t make it obvious, did I?” You mused in reply.
It was not long before that had literally unbuttoned you then held that cock in her hand. Tzuyu leans close as her lips part and shine in that dim light of the kitchenette. She smiles at you. God that smile could make you do unspeakable things.
“Give me some sugar. You can’t just leave me all exposed like this..” A plea disguised as a snarky remark.
Tzuyu shakes her head at you and wags a finger while pointing at the cans you had drank. She didn’t want the taste of beer on her lips. Her hand now peeled your boxers down in a slow motion. The agonizing feeling of fabric just clinging onto that erection of yours left you breathless but only briefly. Her eyes staring into your soul while both hands seemed to want to stroke it out and wring it dry. The erotic squelch of her hands going up and down fills the corner of the kitchenette. Her lips part as she kisses your cheek and within a second just grabbed the counter behind you and pushed you against it. You kept your balance but now find yourself pinned.
“Ow-...take it easy Choo. I don’t have a good stance here-”
“Shut up and take off your pants, now.”
Her voice was low and alluring to your ears. You glance at her with a confused look but you don’t delay the process. Your jeans and boxers are soon tugged downwards by your own hand as Tzuyu looks up at you with a sneer. You meet her gaze, and shrug.
“You must be feeling very confident today. I mean, I thought I was going to be the one wanting this but you came to me. Just like it should be, right?”
Silence on her end as she just looks into your eyes with her finger tracing your chest. A wordless command to you and that meant one thing. Stop talking, and that means right now.
Within the moment you clammed up and just started watching her hands stroke you again. The air enters your lungs and leaves them simultaneously. She keeps her eyes on you as the precum now spilled over the edge and onto her hands. With one hand she licks her freshly done white nail which cleans your mess off her fingers.
“Damn…it’s like that? You’re not gonna guide me through it like a few days ago?”
Again, silence from her side as her hand now stops at your base and goes into a squat. Your heart pounds against your chest as now her lips engulf your tip and suck hard. Her cheeks hollow as her hand lays against your abs. You softly groan and reach for her hair just to hold it so it wasn’t in her eyes. After doing so she begins licking from base to tip slowly. Her soft lips pressing against your shaft the whole way up to the top. The moan you stifled came from your diaphragm and Tzuyu smiled at the sound you made. It only made her go even slower now.
Her eyes close while her mouth would do the absolute best with taking your shaft and swirling her tongue around it. You felt your stomach get tingly while watching her. You stifle another deep moan and she releases your cock from her lips with a pop. Her breathing was slow and a giggle followed.
“Your turn.”
Tzuyu stands up in front of you and guides your hand to the space between her thighs. So supple and warm as you gently squeezed one. Her breath hitches instantly upon grazing her skin but her hand pulled you against the center of it all. The warmth of her pussy was against your fingers. You were hesitant to touch but she gave you a smile with a slow nod. You oblige and press into the folds hidden by the fabric of her panties. It drives a series of moans from Tzuyu but you liked that. A chance to make her feel like she was the toy. However as your fingers were pushing inside her hand grabs the base of your cock and strokes. You jolted slightly as you were more sensitive than you remembered.
Your phone began to ring just as you were removing your fingers from between her sweet thighs. Your eyes look over at your phone and see it was Tony calling. You shake your head and stifle a moan again, reaching over to decline the call. Then Tzuyu would slide the phone over to you, coaxing you to answer.You swallow a lump as Tzuyu stroked your cock and answered as normally as you could.
“Yo…Tony?”
“Mate. I left my pack of smokes there. Could you find them for me?”
When he mentions the pack of cigarettes to you, Tzuyu with your cock still in her grasp would raise them to your chest with a smile. You chuckled and nod.
“I found them for you mate. I am…surprised to say that you left them.”
“Yeah, me too. I guess I was in a hurry to head home. I wanted to get home to Angelina quickly.”
Tzuyu then slowly pulls out a condom from her bra and rips the corner to open the package. Your heart speeds up again as she puts it between her teeth as her hands would lift her dress up and expose her black panties. She then slips them down and around her boots, gently placing them onto the counter.
“Yeah. Tony, I will call you back in a little bit. My landlord and I are talking about the noise complaint I got yesterday.”
“Noise? Ah, I bet it was from when we were talking about Tzuyu. Hey, I should tell you this. I actually met her a few days before you did but did not realize it. I also met someone she called Strawberry? She seemed like your type too.”
As this was said Tzuyu smiled ear to ear now wiggled her ass to you as she leaned on the counter. So she did know the whole time. The condom was handed to you as you replied.
“The photographer chick that messaged me about her? You’re serious?”
“Yup. Her name was…Chaeyoung? She was a really sweet lass. Shame she didn't want to talk with me. I will let you go, call me back.”
The call ends as Tzuyu was smiling back at you as your cock was twitching from the sight of her. You began to put on the condom which was fitting nicely. You shake your head at Tzuyu.
“You knew the whole bloody time because of Chaeyoung and him talking when you met him. I cannot say I am surprised-”
Tzuyu reaches behind her and pulls your shirt to lead you closer to her waiting pussy.
“Stop making me wait, please?”
Your eyes blink and you line yourself up with her pussy. Just slowly pushing inside drawing out a moan from Tzuyu who was tight, just as you imagined after the Arcade date you had. Your hands slowly grasp her hips with your first few thrusts being slow. Paced to match your breath. You wanted to cherish this. Her moans are soft yet laced with her own pleasure now filling your ears. Her walls hugged you tight with the condom slick from her juices.
You couldn’t help but slow down at this point. After the blowjob with just pure foreplay before that you knew if you went faster you wouldn’t last long. Unfortunately for you Tzuyu wanted it to be faster. In the middle of your euphoric high Tzuyu grabs your shirt and tugs to get your attention.
“Take me. After all the things I did to you I know you want me, so, act like it.~”
The words caused a warmth in your chest you never felt before and you grabbed her hips and racked your hips, slamming into her one good time. She gasped and smiled at the sudden cock which now thrust into her. She moans with a hand on your shirt. Your thrusts pick up in a rhythm that makes her swoon.
You had no plan on stopping once you heard her encourage you, or rather, demand you to keep going. Your hips keep the requested pace and your feet stay planted. Your breathing picks up now as you stifle your own moans while listening to her goading you to just keep giving her what she wants. However as you discovered earlier your second wind gives way. Your core quivered as you grunted softly.
“Tzuyu…I can’t hold it in. I’m gonna cum-”
Tzuyu would push her ass against your waist and reach around to hold your chin. She giggled while her hair was in her eyes. She panted while she grinds her ass against you. Her walls tighten and your hands would listlessly grab her hips. Your body jolted as your orgasm came finally and just as it did she moves herself away and watches the condom fill with your semen. Her lips shimmer in the light, her eyes gleamed as if she saw through you. You relaxed your hands.
“Good boy.” She muses with a kiss being planted on your cheek.
Tzuyu would gently stoop to a kneeling position and remove the condom slowly to ensure the semen didn’t come out. You shiver a bit at the feeling as your head leans back. With a grin you shake your head.
“Still no kiss?” You tease with a hand on her cheek.
Tzuyu shakes her head and puts the condom in your hand. Wet and sticky, warm most of all. You slowly look towards her and watch as she kisses the tip of your cock with her soft lips. You quivered at the sensation but she just kept going. You grunt and shake your head.
“Tzuyu…I…came already..” You managed to mutter to her.
“This is your kiss you wanted so badly. Say thank you.” She mused back.
Your eyes widened as she kissed your tip again and just let her tongue run along the head of your cock. Staggering into the counter behind you, you felt the air in your lungs seep through. You were panting faster and couldn’t hold your moans. You stifle them by biting your lip but Tzuyu just keeps rubbing her plush lips against your cock.
“Thank-..” You managed to choke out a word but she doesn’t stop. Her mouth takes all of you at once and your body feels like jello again. Your hand presses into the counter and your eyes closed. You could hear those heavenly noises that came from her lips. She slaps your abs with a firm hand, and it stung more than usual.
“Come on…just do what you did at the studio. Make me happy. You want me to be happy right?”
Your hips reply instantly. Your cock is plunged between her lips to shut her up. Even if it was brief. Her hum after that sent a vibration to your cock and you just groaned with the pleasure reaching a new high. Your next orgasm was more intense with your body shivering for just a moment while her lips were now coated in cum. She gasped while putting her hands under her chin to not get any on her dress. Thankfully she didn’t. Not a drop missed.
“Now…you’re gonna help me.”
Tzuyu hops onto the countertop which had her facing you with her back to the front door. She leans back a tad and spreads her legs enough to give you a peek at her pussy. It was soaked. Dripping even. Your eyes were blessed at the sight and you slowly made your way over. Sitting on your knees and taking in her scent. Your nostrils flared and your eyes closed. Then, your tongue would lay flat against her wet snatch. Tzuyu jolted and grabbed your hair.
Tzuyu moans softly while your nose pressed between her lips as your tongue was busy lapping against her sweet clit. Her hands firmly pulled you in. With not much air to breathe you just keep licking and sucking up until you take a breath with your lips just barely away from her pussy.
“Uh huh-...get back over here. You’re not done at all.”
She barked down at you as she pushed your head away before pulling you back into the sweet treat between her legs. Your mind was empty as you peered up at her. All she did was hold you there as you grinded against her. Her eyes closed shut as she moaned out loudly with a gasp. She was reaching it, finally.
“Shit-..don’t you fucking move. Stay- Oh shit I’m gonna-”
With a stifled squeal by her own hand covering her lips she reached her climax at the expense of you breathing for a just a few seconds. Her nectar would rush against your tongue and the warmth increased from her womanhood. Her left leg wrapped around your shoulder acting like a weight against your back. When she did let go you sat on your ass and could feel the remnants of her nectar sitting on your chin. Tzuyu stands up and kneels down to you. You smiled at her and she smirked back.
“Let's take some pictures. I think you'd like that.”
You blinked with a smirk on your lips but when you blinked the last time, you saw the ceiling of what should be your bedroom. Hours had passed from that time and your head was in a haze. Your shirt was still on but you were just in your boxers. The moonlight has crept into the room and left a glow on the farthest wall from where you lay. Your hand lazily reaches to the left and finds your phone. For an odd reason you couldn’t remember right away what had happened a few hours ago. After activating your phone you realize it was 3 in the morning.
“Fuck…it’s 3 am? What happened? Shit. I knew I should have stopped after five beers…”
Alcohol and you don’t mix well at all. It was apparent to the outsider looking in. As you sat up you smelled a familiar scent on your shirt. Then, the memories flooded back. The teasing, the way she goaded you into the palm of her hand the whole evening. You rub your eyes with a weak finger and then open the gallery.
“Oh…shit..”
34 photos were added to the camera roll a few hours ago.
34.
Your heart thumped quickly as you looked at the collection and just looked over them all. Most of them were Tzuyu sitting on the couch with you. Then there were the ones that needed to be in a Your Eyes Only folder. One in particular was when Tzuyu was sitting with you on the couch and she was half naked. Breasts out and her panties were barely on. The album itself was something to behold for your eyes. You vaguely remember her telling you take a few pictures and it seems you did that to the fullest.
You open up the conversation between you and Tzuyu and find a flurry of those photos that the two of you shared. Within a moment, you noticed one of the messages she sent you.
“I wish I could have stayed with you. But I had to get back to the hotel. Big performance in a few days and all of that.”
Upon reading the messages further you learn it was a Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. Learning as well that she had to travel for the event. When you asked why she was telling you all of that she then sent this message.
“Well…I will need my photographer with me. My Label doesn’t send one with us unless we ask, plus, VOGUE is doing the event. However, I need my own photos to post.”
Scrolling down further you could only see where she convinces you to come with, even just to confirm that she would pay for your flight to the U.S. A lot of promises but you knew she would deliver. The concern was in your head though; what about the other members? Did they also know you and Tzuyu were seeing each other like this besides Chaeyoung? Only time would tell at this point. It was something the two of you would discuss later. Not much longer though, since the event was in a few days. Two days to be exact. Further detective work shows that your departure was scheduled for the night before the event. It was a deliberate move on her part, certainly.
If only you were ready for what was coming next.
Days passed now, and you stared directly into the mirror of the master bathroom of the Hotel you were staying at. New York City still felt unreal to you in a way. However there was only another thing you couldn’t believe. The whole event was underway in 30 minutes. 30 minutes of prep before the actual show begins. It all just flows by in the blink of an eye.
The venue was packed with people shoulder to shoulder in the seats that sat adjacent to the runway on both sides. People from all over had been here it seems. Some actors, some famous figures in entertainment. Your focus was the Taiwanese Idol who had been in your head, on your cock, and just everywhere you look. Luckily for you, you were heading backstage to where the group was. Well…four of them. Park Jihyo, Hirai Momo, Im Nayeon, and of course your Taiwanese doll, Chou Tzuyu. When you went around the security detail who were where the girls were, Jihyo immediately clocked you on the spot.
“You must be y/n. Pleasure’s mine.” She spoke with a certain poise. The poise of a leader who knew her way around the events similar to this. You admired her demeanor.
“I am, Miss Park. I am Tzuyu’s photographer.” You say in response with a nod, flashing the badge given to you by the event staff.
Nayeon gave a glance of confusion. “Eh?! She hired you? Nice to meet you. She's mentioned you before, but, I didn't think you would be so handsome."
Nayeon gave off the ditzy vibe to you. Still as cute as a button though. Momo stands erect and bows at the waist. A quiet one, it seems. For some reason, you could not help but smile when you had laid eyes on her. You bowed back out of respect. As you did so Tzuyu came around the corner with a smile. She looked stunning. A pink button up crop top with a frilly pink bra you could not help but notice how it gave her breasts more definition. A decorative skirt with it complimented by boots covered with pink fur all the way to just below the knee. Your eyes stayed up to her face as she approached you. She would address the other three in Korean so, you felt left out but afterwards, they shared a laugh before the other three departed to the dressing room to get their makeup touched up a bit.
“I really have to behave tonight, don’t I?”
“Being a good boy won’t hurt you at all. Come here.”
Tzuyu meets you halfway and places a kiss on your lips. Her lipstick had fruity notes attached, perhaps it was a peach flavor? You could not tell unless you kept tasting her lips. Just as the two of you pull away she gently touches your stomach and rubs her nails down towards your belt.
“Stay with it, just like usual. Got it?”
“Yeah. I got it. Just give me a twirl so I can-”
Tzuyu shoves you gently on the shoulder and wags her finger at you while walking away. Damn. You could get used to watching her leave at this point and time. Despite the obvious erection flowing in your slacks, you head back out to the main area and prep your camera for the flicks and scenes of the show. Once back in your position, the show begins. Even when the time escaped you with all the sights and sounds your mind was focused on one subject. When she finally came out you snapped photo after photo as you were supposed to do. The atmosphere was contagious with people singing along to the group performing ‘This Is For’ with ease, and elegance most of all.
Still, you had her photograph on the screen. Plus, you intended to keep that one for yourself.
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TheHGNinja’s Masterliist:
Homecoming | Sana X Male Reader
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Synopsis: A soldier returns home after a fatal tragedy kills his best friend in combat. He returns home only to realize that his best friend left him with an important responsibility to protect someone that is dear to him. Through his journey, he discovers what love is, but also the dangers of being so close to an idol.
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