who you selling for?

[sgnxminah]

sgnxseungah·:

(...)

“Okay, since the showers are still full. Let’s see if your tactic will work.” It’s nice when women take charge, it brings a thrill to her bones. In a world dominated by men, there are those like Minah who aren’t too scared to take a step further that other girls wouldn’t do. “Pretend you’re interested in me and try to get my number.” Crossing her arms across her chest, below her breasts. A full view of twins sitting snuggly in her lace-up sports bra. Thanks, Victoria’s Secret. “Oh, let’s make it more interesting, let’s see if you can snatch a date with me. Go ahead, give it your best shot.”

          this was going to be a blatant struggle. could already sense it, through the heat that seemed almost intent to rise on her cheeks, and the way she responded through a need to be closer. this was exactly why she tended to avoid the other girls here, in this room. it was too risky. she was sure she’d out herself eventually, through reckless nature and impulse. swallowing thickly, minah attempted to look everywhere but at seungah. a trial, in itself, by the way her eyes kept lingering. 

          “people can be pigs. you’d at least expect someone to give you their number with the intention that they want something more than sex. but, it’s easy to be proven wrong, right?” there was a bitterness laying in her voice, could only be picked up by someone who was willing to hear it. it had happened one too many times to her. girls questioning their sexuality, or simply wanting to experiment, using her for their own ends before leaving her high and dry. shouldn’t have to get used to it, though to a point, she was. being deep in her thoughts only helped slightly with the problem that was standing before her. god, it killed her when girls were confident in their own skin. enough to parade their bodies for all to see. 

          she could only shrug at that, though. the notion of women waiting for men to pick up on hints never interested her. their own worst enemies. and they always wondered why their crushes never showed interest in return. laughable, she thought, “it’s just a bit of common sense. sadly, a lot of girls don’t have that.” a sad reality, that they were practically trained into thinking that men had the upper hand. she could respect people like seungah for breaking passed that stereotype. couldn’t deny the fact that the idea of being the other’s friend brought a wave of happiness over her, though. didn’t have many friends, despite being as extroverted as she was. both a blessing and a curse, she supposed, “starting to? i’ll take that as a compliment.”

          oh no. of course this would be the other’s way of passing the time. it was almost as though she knew minah was attracted to her, and would furthermore do everything in her power to watch as much unfold. she swallowed thickly, eyes dipping down to her chest for just a second. it was long enough to have her heart racing, though, as arms crossed behind her back. clearing her throat, she tried to apply a mask of confidence, one she’d usually wear around men that seemed to think they could win her over with a simple look, “i’m sure you get this a lot, and i doubt little old me is going to make a dent on that, but you’re gorgeous. but of course you know that, it’d be a crime if you didn’t. it’d be an even bigger crime if i didn’t, at least, try to get to know you.” so it had begun. she hadn’t convinced herself, though she could only hope seungah would at least humour her. 

[sgnxminah]

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[sgnxminah]

sgndaisy·:

(...)

she smirks when minah closes the final distance between them, eyes dropping to the girl’s exposed torso when she lifts her shirt. which is exactly what minah intended, daisy suspects, but she looks nonetheless. her eyes drag over bare skin, not missing the way it glistens with sweat. she wets her lips with her tongue. “is practice over already?” she asks, her gaze finally returning to minah’s face. “that’s a shame. I’ll have to come earlier next time, I’m sure seeing me in the bleachers would be a fun distraction,” she replies, her smirk still playing on her lips. there is still space between them, but if they weren’t in public right now there wouldn’t be. it’s taking all of daisy’s willpower not to reach out and touch. “so what’s your plan now? gonna hit the showers?”

         it was bound to happen. the two crossed paths enough to assume it was fate that lead to them suffering until they could manage to escape eyes that dug a little too deeply. like clockwork, one would assume. minah would have been surprised if she hadn’t seen daisy at least once today, only to be consumed by a need to settle her hands upon her as though mimicking a child all too eager for candy sitting upon store shelves. perhaps that’s what made it all the more thrilling. the fact that something would always tell them they couldn’t, but they refused to abide. instead sunk into each other carelessly, left with a lilt of wanting more.

         and daisy looked especially good today, with the amount of flesh on show, framed perfectly by sunlight that seemed to kiss her skin just right. if she wasn’t sweating before, she would be now. a quick glance around them saw how unsafe it was to simply reach out and do what she wanted, when she wanted. but it mattered little, through the sudden dryness of her mouth, and the itch that lay at the tips of her fingers, “are you sure that wouldn’t just be a ploy to get me to drag you underneath the bleachers where nobody can see?” and while it was banter that was often exchanged back and forth, there was an air of truth that lay behind each word they spoke to each other.

         minah found herself closing the distance between them just slightly more, to usher in lowered voices, and sly looks that meant everything but distant innocence. “that was the plan,” it was spoken almost breathlessly, as eyes dipped down, to fully take in everything before her. ripe for the taking. a hand extended, pinky finger wrapping around daisy’s, as she dragged her towards her bag, slinging the item over her shoulder, only to ultimately walk in the direction of the locker room, “you don’t mind joining me, do you? keep me company so i’m not as lonely back there?” it was coy, the way she spoke, whilst sparing a glance in the other’s direction. she figured she could drop her hand now, given her intention were now out in the open, thus she did, “you wouldn’t mind that, would you?”

[sgnxminah]

sgnxseungah

Baring skin in the locker room was normal. Everyone was either getting ready to shower or already in their towels, dressing up. “How would you ask someone for their number?” Leaning against the small space between hers and Minah’s locker, tilting her head. Making small talk to pass time till a new shower stall gets vacant. She’s spoken to Minah a lot before, nothing too deep, just random small talks in the locker room and more cheer related topics out on the field. “I mean you’re like really pretty, you probably don’t do much to get someone’s number, much more their attention.”

          it was always this point in time that had minah holding her breath. the notion of sharing a locker room with girls that were uncaring in the way they undressed themselves. bared themselves for all eyes to see, though simultaneously unaware there were a set that would pry. she tried her hardest, each and every time, to keep her thoughts innocent. to keep her eyes on off-coloured tiles and dull lockers, if only to keep those same thoughts that would threaten her sanity, at bay. it simply wasn’t as easy as one would think.

          particularly when their captain came up beside her. she could tune out the mindless conversations going on around her, and often times had little input in them, aside from opinions when asked. thus came such a moment, when her opinion was sought after. even then, she had little of such to offer. her orientation made it difficult to offer an opinion up, more often than not being the one to give out her number, over waiting for one to be handed to her. though, she supposed, she could see the appeal, for starry eyed girls seeking out the affections of their all too masculine crushes. 

          looking at seungah, however, was a mistake. eyes immediately dipping downwards. she had to catch herself quickly, practically shoving her head into her locker. though she couldn’t be that rude, not when the two were friends. instead, she bit her tongue for a moment, collected her thoughts, and offered a bright smile, “please, you’re probably more versed in getting numbers than i am. i can only speak for the small majority of us that aren’t desperate for others to make the first move, but,” she shrugged, light and airy, as fingers idly toyed with the fabric of the shirt she was holding. the chill that climbed up her spine was anything but comfortable, “you just ask, right? there’s no need to beat around the bush.”

[kyulsoo]

Chungha // ‘Stay Tonight’ Jacket Shooting Ver.1

[dazzlingkai]

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[sgnxminah]

☾ ║ *~ follow me down

don't confess none of your sins || @sgndaisy​

          it was perhaps the notion that today was a hot day, that had minah so hot and bothered. desperate to laze around without having to commit to responsibilities that found her in this moment, chest rising and falling with conviction. track practice was never easy, always had her gasping for air by the end of it. and as it had come to a close, minah was already stretched across the ground, eyes screwed shut, sweat running over her skin as though on a mission. the uniform certainly didn’t help, became uncomfortable far too easily. 

          it only took a few more moments for her to become much too uncomfortable in her own skin, through the lingering moisture that lay on her flesh, to the way she was sure she came across as disgusting. the rest of the team had already disappeared at this point, leaving her to look the fool in her own exhaustion. slow in the way she stood up from her position, only for unfocused eyes to scan her surroundings. was she really as alone as she thought she was? while there were still people hovering around, none of them were there to keep her company. and as much had become increasingly obvious.

          of course, she’d returned to her things, promptly picking up the bottled water she had stashed in her bag, almost choking herself with the speed at which she consumed its contents. only to hear footsteps behind her. upon quick inspection, it became clear her day was going to become lighter in an almost twisted way. daisy was approaching. her achilles heel. the very person that made her suffer more than anyone else in this world. abandoning her things where they were perched, she instead decided to close the distance between the two, pulling her drenched shirt up to wipe the hem over her face, in an act to remove the sweat from her upper lip. in actuality, it was done to show off a little too much skin to be considered innocent, “did you come to throw me off my game? you’re a little late for that, unfortunately. i would’ve loved to see you ogling me while i ran.”

[sgnxminah]

hey all you cool cats and kittens, it’s g, back with yet another muse. while i’m trying to get my head into doing replies on wooyoung, i’m gonna spend a lot of time on this chick (bc it’s about time i fckn played a female muse istg). 

so in the meantime, thank you for all the welcome messages!! i’m gonna get to those v soon. but if you guys would like to plot, just drop a like on this post and i’ll come raid your dms!!