How do I become that fucking motorcycle
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How do I become that fucking motorcycle
❚❙❘❙❚❘❘❙❘ SILLY RIVALRY
megan skiendiel x female reader
summary; you hate megan. but does she hate you too? of course not. her love for you is stronger than your hate towards her.
cw; social butterfly!megan, megan is a STEM student, reader is fashion student, reader also has attitude ugh, daniela mentioned as reader's friend, misunderstanding, one sided rivalry, dramatic confession, and silly ahh plot.
a/n; @imaxdead here you go, homo fetus 🫰 I hope you enjoy this long awaited fic 🤗🤗🤗
ugh, you hate her.
megan skiendiel.
the girl whose energy radiates through the air but her presence to you is overwhelming, the girl whom you see in every hallway with a big ass grin talking to several people, and at the heart of this is that she was the very same girl who you kept seeing hovering around your friend; daniela.
what does she want, exactly? you thought to yourself each occasion megan sticking around daniela.
What should I write first; I've got a milli ideas for these two
What to write?
KATSEYE
CORTIS
Damn
so tempted to do a smau… who should the reader end up with?
sophia
manon
yoonchae
other? 👀
for noyoshu only
ɪᴋᴀᴡ ᴀᴛ ɪᴋᴀᴡ (ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ)
SYNOPISIS: You're sick of hiding your relationship with Sophia. One eventful Weverse live changes it all. CONTENT: idol!Sophia Laforteza x 7th Member!Fem Reader TAGS: Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship (not for long) , Kissing, Cuddling, it's actually nothing but fluff for once WC: 3.6k A/N: sooo i might've got a little carried away with this one. originally it was js gonna be 1k words😭
Their relationship's backstory (def not needed to read this one) read the request here! send me your requests if you have any :D
One minute turned to two, two turned to five. Somehow five minutes of cuddling on your living room couch turned to an hour. But hey, it’s not like either of you were complaining. You’d had a long day at rehearsal, not even counting the numerous interviews where you were forced to sit apart from Sophia. You just needed some time to rest.
Suddenly, you felt a shift in weight on your chest. Sophia’s head was slightly lifted, her gaze suspiciously aimed at the table under the TV… the one with the karaoke mics on it.
“Mahal…” Sophia whispered in an ominous tone.
“Yessssss?” You replied, still stroking her hair.
“Do you think we could maybe karaoke while we cuddle?”
“Hmm, sure why not?”
You reluctantly left your spot on the couch to grab the two microphones before immediately settling back down. Sophia wasted no time reclaiming her place on your chest, one arm wrapping comfortably around your waist.
You decided that “A Whole New World” would be your first song of choice. Long ago, the two of you had established that you’d always be the Aladdin to Sophia’s Jasmine- an agreement Sophia took surprisingly seriously.
The instrumental began playing through the TV. As Sophia started singing, you found yourself wondering how she still managed to sound perfect even with her cheek squished against your chest.
Then again, it was Sophia… you’d heard her sing half-asleep, sick, while eating, and once with a toothbrush in her mouth. Even then she still sounded good.
When it was time for your line, you glanced down at your girlfriend, only to see her wearing a cheeky smile. You dramatically narrowed your eyes so she’d know you were onto her before moving onto your next part.
Sophia lasted approximately 10 seconds before poking at your cheek.
“Sophia!” You shout a little too loud into the mic.
She burst out into laughter, completely missing her next line.
“Hah! You messed yourself up,” you teased. You knew you’d just started a war.
By the final chorus, neither of you were taking it remotely seriously. Sophia was belting into her microphone while you attempted increasingly unnecessary runs over her, until she finally shoved your mic away from your mouth.
“What babe? It’s a duet!”
“Right, so that’s why your runs progressively got more annoying… Over my parts.”
“What can I say? You started it.” You thought back to when Yoonchae had moved out so you could move in. “I’m so glad Yoonchae warned me about your ragebaiting” You shot your girlfriend a smug look, which she could only respond to with mock-offence.
You laughed as she dropped her microphone onto the couch and buried her face back into your chest. For a moment, you thought karaoke might already be over. Then the next instrumental started. Sophia's head immediately shot back up.
“Ooh, wait- I love this one.”
And apparently, that was all it took. One song became three. Three became seven.
At some point, cuddling became difficult because Sophia couldn't resist sitting up whenever a song demanded proper vocal technique. Then she started standing for the emotional ones. You couldn’t help but join her. By the time the two of you collapsed back onto the couch, slightly breathless, you had absolutely no idea how long you'd been singing.
“You know mahal, the fans have been asking for a live… And I was just thinking a karaoke live would be great.” Sophia suggested during a slight pause between tracks.
You turned your head toward her.
You glanced at her. “Right now?”
“Why not? We’re already singing.”
“We’ve been singing for like an hour at least.”
“Exactly. We’re warmed up.”
You stared at her for a moment before shrugging. “Hmm fine. Only cause you’re my girlfriend.”
Sophia practically beamed, immediately reaching for her phone. The two of you had gotten pretty good at this by now. You'd never actually announced that you were dating. There was no official confirmation, no hard launch, nothing. As far as the public was concerned, you and Sophia were just really close.
Suspiciously close, according to most fans. The edits were endless. Compilations of Sophia staring at you during interviews. Clips of your hands brushing backstage. Entire Twitter threads dedicated to analyzing the fact that you apparently owned suspiciously similar hoodies.
Neither of you confirmed anything. Not like you could under the company’s watchful eye, but you never denied it either.
Sophia propped her phone against the coffee table, making sure the frame caught the both of you before starting the live.
“Hi, guys!”
The comments immediately began flying.
SOPHIAAAA
WAIT Y/N IS THERE
KARAOKE LIVE???
OMG SOPHY/N
You gave the camera a lazy wave from your spot beside her.
“Hi.”
Sophia picked up her microphone. “We’ve already been doing karaoke for a while, so we thought we might as well let you guys join.”
You nodded compliantly even though it was more of her choice than yours. And for a while, the live went relatively normally.
Or, at least, as normally as anything involving the two of you ever did. You took requests and occasionally forgot about the live entirely because you were too busy talking to each other.
Eventually, Sophia's eyes caught on a comment.
“Ooh! Pasilyo!”
Your head turned toward her.
“Pasilyo?”
“Yeah!” Sophia leaned closer to the screen. “They're asking me to sing it.”
You'd heard the song before, mostly because of her. Sophia played Filipino music often enough that you'd picked up a handful of songs through sheer exposure. But you'd never actually learned this one. Sophia pulled it up.
“You know it?”
“Kind of.” She immediately handed you the other microphone.
“No.” You shoved your hand out in front of you.
“What? Why not?”
“I don't know the words.”
“I'll teach you!”
You laughed. “Right, like I’ll learn Tagalog in five minutes.”
“I believe in you.”
“Okayy fine, I’ll try.”
Sophia played a little of the song anyway, singing quietly along with it.
You listened for a moment. Then your attention drifted away from the lyrics, your gaze flicked to your acoustic guitar sitting in the corner of the room. The solo at the beginning was simple, but it interested you. Sophia noticed.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
You reached for your phone. The chat noticed too.
WHY DID Y/N JUST LOCK IN
THE MUSICIAN FACE 😭
wait… doesn’t she have perfect pitch?
Sophia watched as you replayed the beginning. You started quietly humming along, fingers mapping the chords out on an imaginary fretboard.
“Hold on.” You stood up, headed towards your guitar.
Sophia looked up at you. “Where are you going?”
You disappeared from the frame without answering.
A few seconds later, you returned carrying your acoustic guitar. Sophia's mouth dropped open.
“No way you're learning the guitar part right now?”
“Well, I'm certainly trying.” You joked
“You listened to it twice!”
“Shhh. I’m locking in.”
You sat back down, guitar resting across your lap. You played a chord, it didn’t sound right, so you tried another.
“Nope bit.” Another chord.
Sophia was staring at you now, completely forgetting about the phone. You replayed a section of the song, fingers moving experimentally along the fretboard until-
There.
You played the progression again. Sophia's eyes widened.
“What the heck Y/N?! That was right.”
You grinned. The chat exploded.
huh?????
BY EAR???
Y/N GUITAR CONTENT WE WON
she listened to it like three times? what??
You laughed at the comments. “It's not that impressive.”
“Yes, it is!” Sophia protested. “Don't listen to her. She does this all the time and then acts like it's normal.”
“That’s glaze.”
“No it’s not, I’ve literally never met a person with a better ear than you.”
You played through the progression again, more confidently this time. Then you looked at Sophia.
“Your turn.”
Her smile disappeared.
“My what?”
“Your turn.” You repeated.
“I don't play guitar.”
“I’ll teach you. C’monnn you can teach me the lyrics and I can teach you the chords.”
Sophia stared at you. You smiled. The chat immediately understood the assignment. Convince Sophia.
TEACH HER
Y/N TEACH SOPHIA PLEASE
Sophia guitar arc?!?!?!
GET ON THE GUITAR SOPHIA
Sophia shook her head. “Nooo I can’t!”
“Oh, come onn. The eyekons want it too”
“I only know how to sing, Y/N.”
“And now you can also learn how to play..”
“I know, like, three chords max.”
“Perfect. That’s better than most beginners!”
You shifted closer to her, turning the guitar so it rested partly across both of your laps.
“Here.”
Sophia hesitantly placed her hand on the neck.
“Okay, put your finger here.”
“Here?”
“No, bab-uhhh I mean uh bestie.”
You caught yourself before you could finish, Sophia caught it too. It was a horrible save. Both of you went silent for approximately half a second. The chat however, went so fast you couldn’t read anything without squinting.
BABE????
DID Y/N JUST SAY BABE
oh we are so back 😏
You cleared your throat.
“Sophia. Here.”
She was biting the inside of her cheek to keep herself from laughing.
“You're so bad at this,” she whispered.
“Shut up.”
You guided her fingers into position.
“There. Now strum.”
Sophia did, and the resulting sound was horrific. You physically recoiled.
She gasped. “Don't make that face!”
“What was THAT?”
“I'm learning!”
“Were you trying to kill my guitar?”
Sophia smacked your shoulder while you laughed.
Eventually, though, she got it. It wasn't particularly smooth, but it was recognizable. Sophia looked ridiculously proud of herself.
“I did it!”
“Yeah you did! Good job.” You were smiling ear to ear, you were proud of her too.
“Wait, wait, I wanna do it with the song.”
You repositioned the guitar.
“Okay. You do the chords.”
“What are you doing?”
“The fun part.”
You moved closer. Your arm reached around Sophia, hand finding the lower strings while hers stayed positioned over the chords.
“There's no way this works. Two people on the same guitar?!”
“I've seen people do it on TikTok.”
“Have you done it?”
“Nope.”
Sophia burst out laughing. “So we're experimenting in front of a hundred thousand people?”
“Yeah! It’ll go great, don't worry.”
The chat was already losing its mind, and you hadn't even started.
WHY ARE THEY BOTH HOLDING THE SAME GUITAR
ohh this is evil, they’re feeding the editors
THEY'RE SO CLOSE??? SOPHIA’S BASICALLY SITTING IN Y/N’S LAP
sophia move your hand i can’t see… wait nevermind dont move
You played through it slowly once. Sophia handled the chords while you picked out the melody above her fingers.
By the third attempt, you'd somehow figured out how to work around each other. Sophia started singing. You joined quietly where you could, mostly relying on her pronunciation and copying the words back after her whenever she corrected you.
Every few lines, she'd turn her head slightly.
“Not like that. Try saying it like this instead-” Sophia repeated herself.
You butchered the pronunciation again, much to Sophia’s dismay. You caught the look she gave you.
“Okay so sorry, teacher. Again.”
She repeated it slowly. You copied her.
“Better.”
“Yay!! I’m a natural.”
“Don't get confident.” Sophia teased.
Eventually, you restarted from the beginning. Sophia strummed while you played around her hand.
Sophia sang and you harmonized with her.
You'd occasionally glance at each other whenever one of you made a mistake, both fighting back smiles so you wouldn't throw the other off. It was objectively a little awkward. Two people were not exactly meant to play one guitar. But somehow, it worked.
this feels too intimate to watch…
THE WAY Y/N IS LITERALLY AROUND HER
they’re “just friends” btw
never beating the allegations omd
I'M SORRY THERE'S NO PLATONIC EXPLANATION FOR THIS
THE WAY SOPHIA KEEPS LOOKING AT Y/N😭
You caught the last comment, flicked your eyes to Sophia. Unfortunately, Sophia was already looking at you. The corner of her mouth curled upward as soon as you truly looked at her.
You immediately looked back down at the guitar so you wouldn’t start laughing again.
“Next chord.”
Sophia laughed softly.
“Right.”
Neither of you acknowledged the comments. After all, you'd never said you were dating. If the fans happened to come to that conclusion themselves? Welp- that wasn't exactly your problem.
Your phone buzzed on your lap, you took a quick glance. It was Lara.
Lara: your closet is made of glass~
You: oh respectfully shut upp
Months later, the “bestie” incident was all over Instagram and Tiktok.
Sophia and management had been in talks about your relationship, which honestly made you uncomfortable. Sophia assured you it was going at least somewhat well though. You weren’t sure if that was actually true or if she was trying to calm your nerves.
So when, you got an email labeled:
IMPORTANT: MEETING REGARDING SOPHIA & Y/N
You nearly fell off your bed. It was scheduled at 1pm which was in about 3 hours. Very soon after the realization hit you, you shook Sophia awake.
“Wha- what? I’m awake, what’s wrong?” Sophia was alarmed, but sleep was still evident in her voice.
“Read your email.”
Sophia grabbed her phone and saw the email almost immediately.
“Mahal… I know you’re worried but I’m pretty sure this meeting will be good.”
“How do you know that? What if they tell us to break up? What if we’re never allowed to see each other again? What if-”
Sophia cut you off. “Babe, they’re not gonna say that. And even if they did, I wouldn't let that happen.” Your girlfriend was stroking your hair to comfort you now.
You stared at her. “You promise?”
Sophia’s expression softened immediately. “I absolutely promise.’
She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“And they literally can't stop me from seeing you. We work together.”
“They could move me out of your apartment.”
“I'd follow you and sleep in yours.”
“They could fire me.”
“I'd-”
“Sophia!”
She laughed, finally managing to pull a tiny smile out of you.
“Come here.”
You let yourself fall against her, resting your head beneath her chin. For a while, Sophia just held you. Then you felt her fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt in a repetitive motion. You frowned, then slowly, you lifted your head.
“You're nervous too.”
Sophia immediately stopped.
“No. I’m not, you have no proof.”
“You might rip my shirt with how much you’re fidgeting with it.
She looked down at her hand like it had personally betrayed her.
“…Okay. Maybe I’m a little tinnyyyy bit scared.”
“A little?”
“Fine. I'm terrified.”
“Oh no. Are we gonna die?” You asked, semi-jokingly.
“No we won’t, don’t freak out. Only one of us is allowed to do that at a time.”
The conversation certainly didn’t make the meeting any less terrifying, but at least you were terrified together? Okay that actually didn’t make it any better. You figured you were screwed.
At 12:57, your leg wouldn’t stop bouncing. At 12:58 Sophia placed her hand over your knee. At 12:59 you gripped her hand so tightly you’re surprised she didn’t yelp.
At exactly 1:00 Missy started the meeting. You barely processed what was being said for the first few minutes.
It was something about privacy, about how they’d been monitoring fan reception regarding your relationship, all the speculation. Sophia squeezed your hand under the table.
“We’ve decided we are comfortable with the two of you publicly confirming your relationship. It seems it would be a good PR move. As long as you don’t steal focus off official schedules, you may go ahead and confirm it whenever you are comfortable.” Missy said rather calmly.
You froze, and so did Sophia.
“Sorry,” you said. “What?” You lost all your composure.
Missy looked mildly amused. “You can confirm your relationship publicly.”
You and Sophia just looked at each other.
“Like…” You turned back to Missy. “Like publicly publicly?”
“Yes.”
“As in, we can tell people we’re dating?”
“Yes.”
“And we won’t get in trouble?”
Missy paused. “That is generally what permission means, yes.”
“Oh.” You were literally speechless and pretty sure the two of you looked insane.
For months, you’d been so careful. Every touch in front of the camera was thought out. Every accidental pet name had to be horribly covered. You’d gotten used to checking who was around before kissing her, dropping her hand the second a staff member walked into the room. And now they were just-
Letting you reveal it?
“There will obviously still be boundaries,” Missy continued. “We don’t want your relationship to become the focus of Katseye. During promotions, tours, interviews; you’re still members of the group first.”
“Of course,” Sophia answered immediately. Like if she did any slower this opportunity would slip away.
“But considering the fan response to the speculation surrounding you two has been overwhelmingly positive…” Missy glanced between you. “We don’t see much benefit in continuing to hide it.”
You weren’t entirely sure you liked your relationship being discussed in terms of fan response and benefit, but right now, that was being heavily overshadowed by one very important fact.
You could kiss your girlfriend in public. Holy shit.
Sophia must’ve been on the same wavelength because the second the meeting ended and the door shut behind you, she grabbed your arm.
“Mahal.”
“Yeahh?”
“We can actually tell them.”
“I know!”
Sophia stared at you for a short moment before both of you screamed. Not too loudly though…
Okay maybe a little loudly.
Sophia threw her arms around your neck and you caught her around the waist, stumbling backward from the force of her practically flying onto you.
Somewhere down the hallway, a door opened.
“Who the hell was screaming?” Lara called, slightly concerned.
You immediately pulled away from Sophia and instead grabbed her hand, dragging her toward the voice.
“Lara!”
“What?”
“We can hard launch now!”
“Fucking finally.”
@ sophia_laforteza added to their story
The first picture wasn’t incriminating at all. It was just a photo of the two of you sitting beside each other on the couch. You were looking at the camera while Sophia was looking at you. Nothing fans hadn’t seen a thousand times before.
The caption read: my bestie 🥰
You were about to throw your phone across the room when you saw it.
“BABE. Now is not the time to be ragebaiting.”
She was laughing beside you.
“You said we were hard launching!”
“We are! Just give me two seconds.”
She added another picture to her story. The two of you were laying together. She was asleep against you and your arm was around her waist.
The captions this time read: my very very very close bestie ❤️
“Sophia…”
“What?! I think it’s pretty clear now.”
“I’m breaking up with you.”
“You’re not,” she paused to hug you. “You loveee me.”
You sighed. “Unfortuantley… I do.”
You decided to take matters into your own hands.
@ y/n_l/n added to their story
“You had to ruin the fun huh, mahal?” Sophia joked.
“I just needed to make it clear!! Bestiegate is over.” You glared at Sophia, just a little annoyed she brung it up again,
Sophia grinned and leaned over to kiss your cheek. You tried to maintain your glare for about half a second. Then your phone buzzed non-stop.
SOPHY/N NATION GET UP!! there’s been a hard launch‼️‼️‼️
ofc sophia had to mention the “besite” incident again 😭
WTFFF? DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME?????
There were thousands of other posts on just about every social media platform reposting your story within minutes, each equally as shocked.
It was so weird.
You’d kissed Sophia hundreds (probably thousands) of times by now. You woke up next to her daily, you knew what shampoo she used, how she liked her coffee. None of this was new. But seeing it there out in the open was just… different.
“You okay?” Sophia asked quietly.
“Yeah, more than okay.” A genuine smile slowly spread across your face.
You tossed your phone somewhere onto the bed. Sophia barely had time to react before you cupped her face and kissed her. She made a surprised little noise against your lips before immediately melting into it, her hands finding your waist.
You pulled away just enough to mumble-
“My girlfriend.”
Sophia smiled against your mouth. “Your girlfriend indeed.”
You kissed her until you ran out of breath… And then once more after that. Your phone wouldn't stop buzzing somewhere behind you. Sophia’s was going off too, but neither of you cared.
At some point, she started laughing into the kiss, which made you start laughing, and then neither of you could properly kiss anymore.
You realize,” you murmured, brushing your nose against hers, “we have to face everyone tomorrow.”
“Mhm.”
“And they're going to be unbearable, Lara especially.”
“Yeah, but I think I’m actually rather excited… To finally stop hiding.” Sophia admitted.
“You make a fair point.” You smiled, then kissed her again.
You stopped ignoring your phone for just a second to look at the 50+ new messages from the Katseye group chat… Everyone was freaking out and congratulating you, even Yoonchae was proud of her unnies. The newest one was from Lara.
Lara: THE CLOSET FINALLY SHATTERED 🎉🎉🎉
You showed Sophia and she burst out laughing.
You: i hate all of you
Lara: go kiss your “bestie” or something
“Well,” she said, reaching up to wrap her arms around your neck again. “She told you to.”
You dropped your phone.
“Who am I to disobey?”
Tonight, Sophia was curled against you, smiling into your kisses while both of your phones exploded with notifications somewhere beneath the blankets.
For the first time, Sophia was publicly yours. Yours, and only yours.
Finally.
ANGELEYES — "investments"
sophia laforteza x f!reader
syn. An intern at an architectural firm was assigned to perform a site visit at an undergoing construction located in Makati City, which happens to be owned by the company of the most well known family in the Philippines— the Lafortezas. warnings. use of y/n, slowburn, intern!reader, ceo!sophia, work-related stress, anxiety, profanity, some architectural teminologies status: ongoing
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