Paring: Avenger! Bucky Barnes x Avenger! Fem! Reader (Grumpy x Sunshine)
Summary: As the Avengers ring in the New Year, Bucky Barnes struggles with jealousy and admiration for you, the team’s resident ray of sunshine. Amid the chaos, Bucky's protective instincts kick in when someone makes you uncomfortable. But as the night unfolds, Bucky discovers that he might not be as immune to your light as he once thought.
Word Count: Roughly 1.4k
Warnings: Fluff, protective Bucky, suggestive content, one curse word (at least I think so)
Author’s Note: Happy New Year! I hope this brings a little warmth to your day. If it’s still New Year’s Eve for you, have another drink. Even if it’s not, have another drink, you totally deserve it 🥂
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The party was in full swing at the Avengers Tower, the New Year’s Eve atmosphere buzzing with excitement as music thumped and laughter echoed through the Tower. Ever the extravagant host, Tony Stark had outdone himself yet again, turning the space into a sparkling wonderland of lights and glamour.
Everyone was dressed to the nines, including you, wearing a purple dress that flowed around you like water, the delicate fabric catching the light with every twirl.
Wanda had insisted on taking you dress shopping, and Natasha came too, not entirely trusting Wanda's creative judgment. The last time, she bought you a bright orange dress you couldn’t even sit in.
You were radiant, your purple dress catching the light as you moved with effortless grace. Its daring cut turned heads, but your sunshine-like presence and your infectious laughter truly stole the spotlight.
At least for him.
Bucky’s jaw tightened as he watched you, his sharp blue eyes narrowing when a cocky junior agent approached.
Steve and Sam caught the way Bucky’s gaze darkened.
“You’re staring,” Steve teased, nudging his best friend.
“Go talk to your girl,” Sam chimed in, grinning. “It won’t kill you, Barnes.”
Bucky grunted in response, forcing himself to look away.
“She’s fine,” he muttered, though his clenched fists betrayed him.
But then the junior agent got too close. The kid leaned in, his smirk too smug, his tone too slick. You smiled politely, but Bucky could see the shift in your demeanor. The way your bubbly confidence dimmed slightly as you stepped back, you were uncomfortable but too sweet to be harsh.
That was his last straw.
Bucky pushed off the wall and strode over, his imposing presence making the agent step back instinctively. “You got something to say; you say it to me,” Bucky growled, his voice low and menacing.
The agent stammered, backing away under Bucky’s glare. “N-no, sir, I was just-”
“Leaving,” Bucky finished for him. The kid didn’t need to be told twice.
“Bucky, I was fine,” you said softly once the agent scurried off, but your voice wavered.
Bucky turned to face you fully, his hard expression softening the moment he saw the unshed tears in your eyes.
“Hey, none of that,” he murmured, his voice dropping so only you could hear. “You cry; I might actually have to hurt someone, yeah?”
You blinked up at him, surprised by the rare gentleness in his tone. “I wasn’t going to cry,” you sniffled, though your voice betrayed you.
“Sure you weren’t,” he said, raising a brow as he reached out and brushed a gloved hand against your cheek, drying the corner of your eye.
Your lips twitched into a weak smile. “You don’t have to be so mean on my behalf. I could have told him off.”
“Yes, I do,” he said bluntly. “You’re too nice to people.”
“That’s not a bad thing,” you replied, your smile softening.
“It is when they don’t deserve it,” he countered, his voice gruff but protective.
You let out a small laugh, the sound warming something cold and guarded inside him.
His heart.
“You’re ridiculous,” you said.
“And you’re fucking annoying and you drive me mad, sunshine,” he retorted, though there was no real bite to his words. He paused, his eyes meeting yours. “But I like you better when you’re smiling. So go back to that, will you?”
You grinned up at him, your sunshine fully restored. You leaned in and wrapped your arms around him in a quick hug. “Thanks, Bucky.”
He stiffened for half a second before awkwardly patting your back. “Yeah, yeah. Go on before I change my mind.”
You laughed and skipped off to rejoin Natasha and Wanda, leaving Bucky standing there, watching you with a look that was equal parts exasperation and fondness.
Steve walked up to him, a knowing smirk on his face. “So, you’re not interested, huh?”
“Shut up, punk,” Bucky muttered, but his gaze remained on you, a quiet thought slipping through his mind.
Yeah, I’m definitely a goner.
Not long after, you escaped to the rooftop to see the fireworks. You leaned against the cold metal railing, your purple dress rippling behind you. The hum of the party inside felt miles away as you stared up at the sky. Your thoughts drifted, the quiet of the night offering you a moment of solitude to reflect.
Your year full of chaos, obstacles and laughter. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.
You sighed, a small smile gracing your lips.
The faint thud of boots echoed and a shadow fell over you. You didn’t need to turn to know it was Bucky. He had that presence about him that was strong and unwavering.
“Thought I might have found you here,” he said, his voice warm as he stood beside you. His eyes swept over the horizon, almost as if he were scared to meet your eyes.
You glanced up at him with a playful smile. "You coming out to watch the fireworks, or did you just need some space?"
Bucky didn’t answer right away.
Instead, the night's first fireworks erupted above you, lighting the sky in a dazzling cascade of colors.
Without a word, Bucky pulled off his leather jacket and draped it around your shoulders. The warmth of it was immediate, cocooning you in its familiar scent of worn leather and his cologne, something uniquely him.
"You looked cold," he muttered, his voice softer than usual.
He didn’t meet your gaze; his eyes still trained on the fireworks display. But you could feel his gaze on you.
A soft smile tugged at your lips. "Thanks, Bucky."
As the fireworks continued, bursting overhead in bright, colorful explosions, you stood a little closer to him.
"You're not going to drag me back inside, are you?" you asked softly.
You turned slightly to face him, feeling bolder than you normally would. Bucky’s gaze flicked to you. But after a beat, his lips twitched into the smallest of smiles.
"Not yet," he said, his voice rough and kind. "But don’t get used to it."
You grinned, a fluttering excitement making your pulse quicken. Turning fully toward him, your heart raced as the fireworks painted the sky. You looked up at him, meeting his eyes for just a second before you leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed a soft, quick kiss to his lips.
Bucky froze, his body stiffening in surprise. But he didn’t push you off. Instead, his hand slid to the back of your neck, pulling you closer. His lips met yours, deepening the kiss just for a moment before he pulled back a fraction.
“Well,” he murmured, his voice low and hoarse, “looks like you’ve finally lost your mind. Congratulations.”
You grinned against his lips, cheeks flushed with heat. "Maybe I just like the way you look at me."
Bucky’s gaze softened, the harsh edges of his usual guarded demeanor momentarily cracking. He reached up, his thumb grazing your cheek with a tenderness that made your heart skip.
“I’m gonna have to kill the guy who ever hurts you, sunshine,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
You smiled, tilting your head back to watch the final round of fireworks exploding in the sky. "Good thing that guy’s not around."
Bucky’s arm instinctively tightened around your shoulders, pulling you close as he tucked you into his side.
"Happy New Year, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice soft against your ear.
"Happy New Year, Bucky," you whispered back, your heart fluttering.
Bucky leaned in and kissed you again, this time slower, deeper, as if savoring the quiet intimacy between you. When he pulled away, his eyes were darker as he cursed.
His forehead rested against yours, his breath mingling with yours. "You’ve got me all twisted up, sunshine," he muttered.
You smiled, your cheeks warm despite the chill. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Not even close," he said, a rare, genuine smile softening his features.
You shivered and he noted how you were still cold, even with his jacket.
"Inside. You’re not going to freeze that cute little ass of yours off tonight," he said, his voice gruff but caring as he stepped back.
"But-"
"No, buts," Bucky cut you off, his tone final. His hand shot out, gently but firmly, wrapping around your wrist. "Come on. I’m not letting you stand out here like this any longer."
You grinned up at him. “Fine, but can we at least go to your room?”
Bucky shot you a glare that didn’t quite reach his eyes. His lips curled into an amused smile.
"You’re lucky I like you, kid," he muttered, pulling you along as he steered you away from the rooftop and back into the warmth of the building.
Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Happy New Year!
Ken, have you seen the trend on social media where two people are walking, one in front and one behind, and the one that's behind swipes the other person's foot mid step so they fall? What about Bucky with a younger reader who's an absolute menace, and tries it on him and dies of laughter when she actually catches him off guard and he falls?
that is my favorite activity to do to my sister! (she hates it)
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Bucky should’ve known something was wrong the second you went quiet.
Not your usual quiet—this was too deliberate. The kind that set off every instinct he’d sharpened over decades of missions, ambushes, and betrayal. You were walking a step behind him down the sidewalk, hands clasped innocently behind your back, humming under your breath like you weren’t plotting something feral.
He glanced back over his shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Walking,” you said sweetly.
Suspicious.
It was late afternoon, the sun warm on the backs of your necks, the city buzzing around you. Bucky had agreed to take you out for coffee after you’d spent the entire morning sprawled across his couch, scrolling on your phone and giggling every five minutes like you’d been possessed.
He should’ve asked then. He didn’t.
His mistake.
You sped up just enough to be directly behind him, close enough that he could feel your presence without seeing you. He frowned. “You’re gonna run into me if you keep—”
That’s when it happened.
Your foot hooked behind his ankle mid-step, a sharp, perfectly timed swipe that caught him completely off guard.
Bucky Barnes—former assassin, super soldier, man who’d survived wars and gods and worse—went down.
It wasn’t graceful. There was no cool recovery roll, no metal arm saving the day. One second he was upright, the next he was pitching forward with a startled, very unmanly “—what the fu—!”
He hit the sidewalk hard, palms scraping, knees thudding, the impact knocking the air out of his lungs.
Silence.
Then—
You.
Laughing so hard you actually had to crouch down, hands braced on your thighs, face red, shoulders shaking. Full-body, wheezing, unapologetic laughter.
“Oh my god,” you gasped, breathless. “I— I didn’t think— I didn’t think it would work!”
Bucky pushed himself up slowly, blinking like he’d just woken up from a bad dream. His hair had fallen into his face, his jacket scuffed, his dignity in absolute shambles.
He turned to look at you.
You were crying laughing now.
That’s when he realized—this wasn’t an accident.
“…Did you just,” he said carefully, “trip me?”
You nodded, still laughing. “It’s a trend!”
“A what.”
“A trend!” you repeated, like that explained everything. “People do it to their friends, or their partners. You walk behind them and—” You mimed the motion with your foot, nearly toppling over again. “—yoink.”
Bucky stared at you.
You stared back, eyes bright, absolutely feral with joy.
For a long moment, neither of you spoke.
Then Bucky laughed.
Not the easy, amused chuckle you got when you teased him about being old. This was a low, incredulous sound that shook out of him as he sat back on his heels, rubbing one hand over his face.
“I cannot believe,” he said, breathless with laughter despite himself, “that you just took out a super soldier.”
You beamed. “I know! I’m so proud of myself.”
He stood, brushing himself off, rolling his shoulders like he was checking for injuries. You watched him with open fascination, still buzzing from adrenaline and success.
“You okay?” you asked, only slightly concerned.
He shot you a look. “You’re lucky I didn’t break something.”
“But you didn’t,” you pointed out. “Because you’re big and strong and very durable.”
“Mmhmm,” he hummed. “And because I wasn’t expecting my own girlfriend to assassinate me on a sidewalk.”
You grinned. “Technically, it wasn’t lethal.”
“Oh, it was personal.”
He took a step toward you.
You took one back, still smiling but suddenly aware of the way his eyes had sharpened, amusement giving way to something darker. Playful—but dangerous.
“…Bucky,” you said lightly.
He lunged.
You shrieked, spinning on your heel and bolting down the sidewalk, laughter tearing out of you as his heavy footsteps thundered behind you.
“Oh no you don’t!” he barked, laughing now too, full chase mode activated.
You were fast—young, reckless, fueled by victory—but Bucky had longer legs and a lifetime of pursuit burned into his bones. He caught you within seconds, grabbing you around the waist and lifting you clean off the ground.
“No!” you squealed, kicking uselessly as he carried you toward the brick wall of the building beside you.
“Yes,” he corrected, pinning you there gently but firmly, one arm braced beside your head. “Absolutely yes.”
You were still laughing, breathless, chest heaving, eyes sparkling up at him. “Worth it.”
He leaned in close, forehead pressing to yours, voice low. “You realize you just declared war, right?”
You tilted your head. “You fell.”
His lips twitched. “You’re never gonna let that go.”
“Not even a little.”
He sighed, but there was a smile tugging at his mouth as he shook his head. “You are such a menace.”
“And you love me.”
“I do,” he admitted easily. Then, softer, fond. “Even when you try to kill me for internet points.”
You laughed again, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I didn’t get it on video.”
His eyes widened. “You what.”
“I know,” you said mournfully. “Tragic.”
He groaned, dropping his head to your shoulder. “Thank god.”
You kissed his cheek, still riding the high of it, and whispered, “I can’t believe it worked.”
He pulled back just enough to look at you. “Don’t get confident.”
“Oh, I already am.”
He smiled slow and dangerous. “Good. Keeps things interesting.”
And as he took your hand and started walking again—very aware now of where your feet were—you could practically feel him plotting revenge.
Student Council president!Chaewon x Little Menace reader Headcanon
Genre: Fluff. Smut.
Warning: this sht is LONG and well as I said there’s a little bit of smut-
I recommend reading Yunjin’s headcanon first since it’s where this chaewon is first introduced. Not necessary tho. I mentioned before that I think this will be some type of series. And yes, but also I might post other student council content but with Yunjin as the romantic interest. Almost the same universe as these but with that difference. Anyway we’ll see how it goes in the future.
-Your dynamic is basically arguing almost 24/7 dbdjdjnd
-Your friends find it amusing most of the time tbh.
-Your routine is based on having breakfast, creating a little bit of chaos here and there, and getting detention/afternoon activities as punishment which were mostly with the student council members.
-Which in your brain translates to having a good day because you had food, went to class, had a lot of fun and spent time with your favorite girl(s) during the afternoon. What’s better than that??
-Chaewon, on the other hand, just can’t believe you.
-How are you always getting in trouble but looking so happy? Aren’t you concerned about anything?! She knows you’re smart, and knows you’re not a bad person neither, but you’re so reckless and impulsive and just a magnet for trouble sometimes and Omg you get on her nerves, you’re like a puppy who never listens!
“Why would you do something like that!”
“It was Yeonjun‘s fault! Why Tf would he say green flavor when red or blue are better!”
“Those are colors, y/n. not flavors!”
“you don’t get it :(!”
-you’d complain with a pout like a little kid. Again, you get on her nerves so easily.
-She’s always scolding you, telling you that you need to tone it down, to learn how to behave, be responsible and to stop being such a troublemaker.
-To respect your school and take some pride on being a student there.
-You just sigh, roll your eyes and complain that maybe you don’t need to tone it down, maybe she needs to tone it up and learn to have fun and to let go of all that seriousness.
-And you guys spend the time arguing about it.
-The rest of the girls look at you in amusement
-You’re sure you heard Eunchae said that you two should get a room.
“Hey! What do you know about those things huh?!” You heard Sakura said while chasing Eunchae down, who ran away to avoid being scolded as well.
-You looked at chaewon, who also heard the whole thing and laughed at how her cheeks turned into a cute pink tone. You winked at her and started walking to the gym to meet with Ryujin and Yujin but
“Hey I’m not done with you! You still have detention today and the principal said you’re assigned to help me move some equipment from a practice room and…”
-But when she’s not scolding you tho…
-Ohoho when you guys are alone
-you’re all over each other kissing until your chests hurt ‘cause of the lack of air.
-You’re sure you’ve kissed her in every secret corner of the school.
-In the library, when you meet up with the excuse of tutoring you.
-You have her against the bookshelves at the end of the hall, holding her so close to you while her arms are around your shoulders. Kissing her like her mouth is more interesting than any adventure in any book in that library.
-And it is! You’re sure about it.
-In empty rooms when you’re assigned to help her with anything the prestigious Stucon president might desire. Lucky for you, very often what she desires the most is you.
-Encounters in the student council’s office when you have detention and Yunjin is not there to watch you. It’s never planned and she always says it won’t happen again because it’s their office and it’s the school! It’s not a place for such acts!
-But it always ends up happening bsjsndjd you just let her talk ‘cause it’s funny. But it really only takes for you to kiss her neck and she’s melting in your arms, ready for you to please her.
-You lift her and make her sit on her own desk, while you get on your knees and eat her out so good she almost forgets where she is.
-She’ll grab your hair and push you closer to her pussy, rubbing herself on your tongue and looking at that pretty face between her legs while she bites her hand trying to keep herself quiet.
“Hurry up! they’re gonna come in any second”
“Hopefully you too”
“Omg shut up…”
-As I said you let her talk ‘cause it’s just comical that she tries to lie to herself when you both know she can’t keep her hands off you when you’re both alone.
-Unless you’re not in the mood to deal with that.
-Either ‘cause something happened and you’re angry or ‘cause you’re stressed.
-You’d be rather quiet for your usual self, surprising her.
“What’s up with you?” she asked with a raised eyebrow (the rock).
-You looked at her, without answering while an idea popped in your head.
-Maybe the dear stucon president could help you destress.
-So you get up and sit on her lap while you kiss her aggressively.
-She tries pushing you, shocked about it.
“Wait ! Not here, somebody could walk in and-”
“Kim Chaewon, shut. up” you said in a rather deeper voice that gave her shivers and made her close her mouth immediately, ‘cause there weren’t many occasions where you’d be actually dominant like that. “I’m gonna fuck you on top of this desk until you can’t feel your fucking legs do you hear me?”
-And she’s scared but is even more turned on ‘cause damn didn’t you look hot af like that bekdkdkd
-So instead of “complaining or arguing” about how you shouldn’t be having sex at school, she follows your each and every order, enjoying how you fuck her while bent over her own desk, the papers she was working on long forgotten. Pulling her hair, spanking her ass and grabbing her tits from behind while focusing all your energy and anger in only one thing: making the girl under you come hard as you fuck her until her brain can’t organize an easy thought besides you you and you only.
-After you’re done and dressed again tho, she’ll ask you why you were so upset.
-You ended up telling her what happened and depending on what is it, she always has a way of making you feel better. (Besides Fuckin, Ofc)
-If it’s a silly thing, then she’ll jokingly scold you a little bit
“Seriously?! You’re angry because Ryujin scored and won against you?!”
“I’m angry because she cheated! I wouldn’t be angry if she’d won fairly but she wasn’t following the rules we stablished ! Not fair” you said with cross arms and a pout, causing Chaewon to laugh at you.
She shook her head to then rest it on your shoulder “fine you’re right, but still I can’t believe you, y/n”.
-If it’s something serious tho, she’ll quietly listen to you as you vent and either give you a little bit of advice if you ask for it or she’ll just let you talk if she doesn’t know what to say, knowing sometimes you just need to let things off your chest.
-And since Yunjin wasn’t there that day, she could do her role as your bestie. Ofc she could, you could always come to her.
-Lowkey jealous and a lil possessive as you can see lol
-Not if it’s her friends tho (well -)
-But like if she sees someone being too touchy or extra smiley with you it’ll show. ‘Cause yeah you’re funny and charming but she didn’t know you was a fvckin comedian to have that girl almost rolling on the floor and choking when you’re just there breathing-
-Anyway!
-You think it’s hot tho. Oh-
-Specially since you know it’ll reflect when you’re alone jddjkfjf. More details here.
-Constantly fixing your tie ‘cause it’s always loose and your shirt sndkdjj.
-You tell her that’s just your style and you like it like that!
-But she says your uniform should always look impeccable because students represent the school. You roll your eyes, but let her have her way because secretly you enjoy the attention and how cute she always looks fixing your tie and shirt collar.
-It’s not like she’s trying to change the person you are. Even if you’re a little bit of a mess, she respects and appreciates you.
-But Ofc you know she’d like you to be a little less of a menace kdndkfh. She knows it won’t happen. Not that easy. But she’s happy to be a little bit of a good influence sometimes (lol).
-And you’re happy to be the one corrupting the oh so well mannered student council president Kim Chaewon.
-It’s a win-win, sex or not related.
-You love your dynamic. It’s fun, it’s interesting.
-Sometimes you wish you didn’t have to watch out for how much distance you had to keep with her sometimes tho. You weren’t good at it anyway, you let yourself be guided by your feelings. Often hugging her close, Ofc with the excuse you guys are friends (even when most of the time people see you arguing shjdkdjf).
-People bought it tho.
-You had that cute golden retriever puppy energy, so they knew you got clingy with your friends sometimes.
-didn’t expect it to happen with the stucon presi who sometimes seem like your enemy more than your friend but oh well -
-Who could say no to you anyway, right?
-You like it like that tho, being each other’s little secret. Maybe eventually the guilt of hiding this whatever-it-is from your friends will invade you two. But for that you’d have to first realize that what you’re feeling is more than physical attraction aaand
Student Council President!Chaewon x Little Menace Reader
Genre: Friends (love-hate) with benefits. smut. Fluff (kinda lmao)
TW: overstimulation. Orgasm delay)? Little bit of choking ‘cause it doesn’t hurt. Jealousy, chae is lowkey possessive idk what to tell you.
This is based on this stucon presi!chae x menace reader storyline, so I’d go check that first 100%.
What for others would look like you simply talking and laughing with some of your friends, to chaewon (my least possessive friend Ofc) looked like the stupid flirty menace she unfortunately likes was surrounded by popular pretty girls, minutes away from probably choosing who chaewon’s replacement/competition/rival the subject of your attention is gonna be for the weekend.
It wasn’t like that tho, at all. Actually, to most people’s surprise (and disappointment), you weren’t interested in getting with nobody else besides chaewon, but this last part was Ofc something only you and her knew.
And yes she knew it! She didn’t think like this about you. Not all the time at least. Only when she was really jealous. Her mind would betray her creating fake scenarios where you go and fuck somebody else as good as you fucked her. Or where you’d let other people explore that body that she so much loved, making her get all impulsive and angry and ugh! She had to go there and showed you and everybody who tf owned you.
She decided she’s had enough when she sees Chaeryeong grabbing your waist.
She was simply helping you with a dance move that she showed you and you wanted to learn.
“Bs”, according to chaewon. Specially when the other girls are looking at you like you’re a piece of meat while you’re dancing so sexy.
(None of that was actually happening snjddj they’re just laughing with/at you ‘cause you’re too silly and can’t get the move right. Wonie is insane).
But she was jealous af, so out of impulse (this is your influence istg) she walked to you, grabbed your wrist and threw a cheap excuse about how you had to help the stuco members finish some stuff as part of one of your punishments.
You weren’t even sure if that was true or not (probably yes) but you didn’t even have a chance to fight as she dragged you down the hallway. You could only wave a goodbye to the other girls while they waved back with confused expressions in their faces, not saying anything because who in their right mind would argue with a clearly angry Kim Chaewon.
“We should pray for her” Ryujin said. And oh was she right.
Chaewon grabbed your wrist tighter and pulled you to an empty janitor’s closet, locking the door quickly.
“Umm, Wonie?-” you started, clearly confused about what was happening, but got cut off.
“Shut up.” she whispered while pushing you against the door, pressing her body against yours and kissing you aggressively.
You had no idea what was going on but you don’t have time to even process a question when her hand is already inside your pants, teasing you and making you wetter than you already were. The girl lets go of your lips at the same time so she can see your reaction, while you sigh both ‘cause of the lack of air in your lungs and ‘cause of the pleasure and intensity of her eyes.
“Unnie what’s-”
“Shut.up.”
Oh?? -
Her fingers started moving slowly on your clit, which is surprising in contrast with the aggressive way she basically kidnapped you in this closet.
Don’t get confused tho, she totally wants to ruin you right now for making her feel this way. So impulsive, so angry, so jealous. Acting without stopping herself to reason and to choose a coherent decision. That is so you. This wasn’t Chaewon. This wasn’t her, tf?. She was upset at you and wanted you to know it, to feel it burning through your body the way it was through hers. But first she had to make you believe she’s taking things slow.
“Wonie, that feels good…”
“Yeah?” She asked in that sensual soft tone she sometimes used, accompanied with a smile “I make you feel good, don’t I?”
“Of course you do baby…” you answered, already starting to get lost in the pleasure the girl was making you feel, closing your eyes while you rested your head against the door behind you. Biting your lip and unconsciously moving a little bit under her touch, starting to give Chaewon a little show.
“Better than Chaeryeong?”
…oh.
“Better than all those girls? Hm? Don’t think I didn’t see you basically flirting with all of them. Tell me, do I make you feel better than them?”
Oh no.
“Oh I’m fucked” you thought. Chaewon was jealous. That’s why she was being so impulsive and careless. And here you were thinking she was just starting to get too affected ‘cause of your company.
You could be a little bit of flirt, yes. But it was part of your personality, it was just natural! Plus it was mostly just joking around, you were friends with those girls, and honestly chaewon kept you too distracted to think about other girls like that, let alone actually get with other girls. Even if you guys weren’t exactly dating. (Lets go losers who are loyal without dating wooo)
“Chaewon, it’s not like that, with Chaer-”
“Shut. Up!” She whispered-screamed “I don’t wanna hear other girls’ names while I’m fucking you, let alone their stupid little nicknames, what’s wrong with you?!”
“But you asked me if- Ah fuck!” you almost screamed in a high pitched cry when she suddenly put her fingers all the way inside you.
“And your answer wasn’t supposed to include another girl’s name.” she said between her teeth, slowly but hardly fingering you.
“I- I’m sorry…”
“Now tell me. Do I make you feel better than them?”
You were gonna answer but she started going so fast on purpose, sending your mind to another planet.
“answer me or I’ll stop and you won’t get to come today.”
“Yes! Yes you’re so good. You’re better than everybody else, you’re perfect!” you said in between moans while trying to catch your breath. Compliments kept falling from your mouth and Chaewon loved every second of it. You guys couldn’t be too loud tho.
“Be quiet, somebody might hear you!”
“I can’t, it feels too good…”
“Yeah?” She said while softening her tone and smiling. Those little moans and whimpers while you grabbed her shoulders, causing wrinkles in her perfectly ironed uniform. She’d normally complain about it but she couldn’t care less, not when you’re looking and sounding so cute, making her forget why was she even mad about to begin with.
“Too good… unnie…” and Omg she can’t help but to shut you up with a kiss. Her kisses went to your neck while you unbuttoned your shirt.
“What are you doing?” The president asked while looking at you, stopping her kisses.
“I need kisses there too..” you answered, referring to your now very sensitive tits.
“And who told you you had any type of control on what’s happening here right now?” She said in a mocking tone.
“Unnie, please…” you begged, looking up at her and pouting, your eyes basically screaming your desire for her mouth to cease the needs that that part of your body was feeling. And that’s all it took for her walls to break and give in.
“Fuck. you’re lucky you’re cute and have those puppy eyes.” She said while moving your bra up and starting to leave kisses on your chest.
“Ha, thanks. Jen says the same all the time” you said without thinking. And you regretted it immediately when you realized you once again dropped somebody else’s name. Chaewon stopped her kisses and fingers inside you, making you groan as you felt that familiar sensation of your orgasm getting close painfully disappearing. Ah fuck.
“Oh really?” she said, sarcasm floating around her tone while she looked up at you. You gulped.
Chaewon (almost) never got jealous of her best friend. She knew you guys were friends even before she appeared in the picture at all. But right now? Every other human being was simply a rival for her. Even Yunjin. It was you and her. And you were hers. And she’ll fuck every other girl, person, name, thought out of your fucking mind if she has too. You get distracted way too easily for her liking.
“What else does she do that I do too, hm?” she asked while starting to move her fingers again slowly.
“I- I’m sorry unnie I didn’t mean to-” you tried to say but she wasn’t having it.
“No no, cmon tell me. What does my friend and I have in common?” she added, a fake-interested tone adorning her voice “does she also tells you how tight your pussy always is even after fucking it deep and hard a million times?”
You whimpered at her dirty talking, not being able to answer as your brain was malfunctioning with the pleasure added by her words and the stimulation she started to give to your nipples with her other hand.
“Does she tell you how perfect your tits fit in her hands? Or how good you taste in her mouth? Tell me does she tell you all those things while she fucks you as good as I do” She whispered in your ear while fucking you harder and faster.
You couldn’t form one single thought. You could only shook your head because of course Yunjin hasn’t done any of that Tf?! Doesn’t mean you weren’t turned on by this jealous side of Chaewon, who’d be so possessive even when she knows she’s the only one who tells you and does all those things to you.
“You know ~oh f-fuck~ that only you can make me feel this good, unnie” you moaned in her ear with your low voice, and you could feel her whimper against your neck. “Chaewon.. fuck I’m gonna come…” you said, your voice getting slightly high pitched, praying she’d finally let you come instead of building your orgasm and stopping.
“Do it for me, baby. Only for me” she answered while sucking on one of your nipples and moaning against it, as her free hand grabbed your neck, tightening around it slightly just the way she knew you liked it, creating a sensation that was more than enough to send you to your climax. You came hard all over her hand, but she didn’t stop or slow down.
“Fuck! Wonie, wait…!” you said while trying to move her hand but that only made her slap yours Lmao.
“ah ah ah! Keep your hands to yourself baby” the girl whispered in that sexy voice she has while getting on her knees, never removing her eyes from yours. If they weren’t so hypnotizing maybe you would’ve realized what she was gonna do. Only the sensation of her tongue inside your pussy replacing her fingers brought you back to reality.
“Holy fuck Wonie!” you almost screamed, quickly covering your mouth with your hand and biting hard to avoid any other sound coming from you. Her tongue, reaching every right spot right after your first orgasm, being too overwhelming “Chaewon, please slow down, it’s too much!” you whispered-screamed. You looked down at her, and regretted it immediately.
The girl simply went to your clit and shook her head in a “no” motion while stimulating it with the tip of her tongue, her fingers back inside your pussy moving fast and hard. God she looked so Fuckin hot like that. Her pretty eyes fixed in your face, that stupid egocentric smile that made her eyes looked like crescent moons, nothing in her mind but to fuck you until your legs were shaking. That plus the way she moved her fingers and mouth on you, without even giving you a break from your recent orgasm, was making you feel extra sensitive. Pleasure running from head to toe. You could hear your heart in your ears.
“Fuck! Oh my god, Wonie! Ahh…” you cried with the little string of voice you had left. tears forming in your barely open eyes while you gave the girl on her knees what she wanted and came all over her fingers and mouth. Your legs felt like jelly, so while getting up and licking her lips clean, she grabbed you so you wouldn’t fall.
“Are you ok?” The president asked giggling, holding you close to her and feeling your agitated breathing against her chest. You shook your head, making her giggle again.
“What was that?!” You asked her, shocked and still not completely back after the intense experience the girl in front of you made you have.
“hmm, nothing. Just felt like stealing your attention” She answered, to then lick her fingers clean. God, you didn’t understand what that woman did to you, you haven’t even recovered from whatever that was, yet you could feel yourself slowly getting horny again. Thank and fuck youth for the high sex drive.
“It’s not typical of Kim Chaewon to do something like this tho” you reminded her, hugging her by the shoulders. She scrunched her nose cutely at the comment.
“That’s true, but you’re so cute like this”.
“What, all messy after we fuck? you asked her laughing while slowly getting your breath to start going back to normal. She softly slapped your arm.
“Not that, when you’re only mine…” she said while hiding her face against your neck, and her fingers slowly traveled between your thighs again.
STUDENT COUNCIL MEMBER! YUNJIN X LITTLE MENACE READER HEADCANON
Genre: fluff. Childhood best friends, not exactly romantic yet but there’s something there -
Warning: none bro. Reader is lowkey golden retriever puppy coded, don’t blame me-
Had in mind a spicier thing for Chaewon but first I wanted to do my first one about my girlie<3 but I’m still gonna post wonie’s one later. Might want to turn it into a little series of os in the same universe.
-You guys are actually childhood friends.
-Used to play together and go into feral mode, very energetic kids.
-Whenever you guys got hurt during one of your adventures, you would always clean each other’s tears and get a bandage with cute designs. That, plus little kiss in the affected zone and you were as good as new!
-eventually tho, when middle school ended and high school began, Yunjin started to become closer too with other kids (the fimmies) who were rather well mannered, so she eventually toned it down a bit until she became such a model student that they all became the student council.
-I mean she looked happy, and you were happy for her fr, and it’s not like you guys stopped talking. You just missed your partner in crime from time to time tbh. You have feelings too Cmon.
-You’re not actually a bad person, as some might think because of the amount of times you’re sent to detention. (Even some of the big intimidating kids like you and told you if you ever have a problem they’ll beat the sht outta people wheidjfod cute).
-And you’re not trying to create problems for yourself nor others, it’s just your excess of energy sometimes makes you be a little impulsive and don’t stop to use some reasoning.
-Like that time that your friend and you got into a heated and serious argument about the best gummy flavor since they kept saying green and you were like ??? Freakin green when blue and red exist???
-One thing lead to another and you ended up causing a food battle.
-Worth it tho ‘cause you
-1. Got supported by majority and red flavor (PAPA-PALGANMAT) won. And
-2. You got sent to the principal’s office who decided your detention would be in the student council’s office.
-Which meant you could spend some time with Jen and also the rest of the girls.
-GOING BACK TO THEM.
-They do actually like you, specially Eunchae, who was their youngest member.
-She likes how carefree and energetic you are and sees you as one of her role models like the rest of her older friends (even when chaewon tells her not to)
-Chaewon, as the student council president, of course has a liiiittle bit of a love-hate relationship with the cute little menace who can’t seem to get tired of running around school creating chaos nskdndjd. Here here.
-She’s always scolding you.
-And Yunjin too, when she gives in and joins you in your antics.
-She‘s never mean, she does it ‘cause she cares for her best friend’s other best friend and for her school.
-Sometimes tho, she might get a little too intense, and lowkey hurt your feelings without meaning to or realizing.
-But Yunjin and Sakura always remind you is with 0 bad intension, she just gets too much into stucon pres mode.
-Y’all are cool tho.
-now for the actual main topic of this Lmao
-Having a best friend in the student council actually be having its advantages hsjdnckd
-Since you seem unable to stay away from trouble, you often have Yunjin to your rescue.
-whether it is to talk to the professors, or even the principal!
-She always convinces them to not give you heavy punishments that might seriously affect your record.
-And she always gets you out of detention early.
-Except when you stop her from it for two reasons.
-First is ‘cause you’re having fun with the actual bullies in the detention uenrdjfn. Making jokes or talking about stuff you guys like. She just looks at you like “…Are you serious” and everybody just looks at her and shrugs, The Office style.
-And second is when your detention is in the student council office, then you stay there with her.
-Initially she tells you to be quiet and work on your class work ‘cause she has to focus on the papers on her desk.
-But then you start talking to her with the excuse that you need help (bs Ofc)
-Then the classwork questions turn into small talk
-Then that small talk goes into intense talk
-And you guys are just being loud making jokes and just laughing together while throwing paper balls to each other.
-Until Sakura or God forbids Chaewon tells you guys to stop playing around and finish both your work for class/ stucon responsibilities.
-Her mom still adores you. To her, you’re still just that energetic kid who would always bring a big smile into her dear daughter’s face.
-Her dad tho-
-Listen he doesn’t hate you but he doesn’t exactly LIKES you neither anymore bdjdndk
-He’s just protective with his kid and doesn’t want her getting into trouble. He’s never too mean or anything but sometimes (specially when it comes to his ears that you got in trouble again) he might make comments that aren’t exactly nice.
-But Jen’s mom is always there to defend you from her husband tho, and after a short awkward moment, things are ok (for now at least).
-Her uniform always ends up a mess when she lets go of her calmed self and you get a glimpse of her old self.
-It’s still there, and it’s not like she’s pretending to be somebody she’s not. She is who she is.
- “People grow up and change a little, it happens to everybody. Even to you.” She said. And you know it’s true. And you’re ok with it. Getting a little nostalgic about your childhood together is not a bad thing. And again, you guys are still good friends and you love and appreciate each other, even if you grew up to be slightly different (or maybe not) people.
-Seriously if it wasn’t for her who knows where you’d be right now, at juvenile or something. Get yo sht together bro.
