It was one of the rarest days wherein Byulyi opted to wear a more feminine outfit in contrast to her usual baggy style. However, it seemed like the weather was not in her favor as the sudden cold breeze hits the skin of the back of her neck, making her shiver as she walked through the streets not far from their music video filming site.
Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, a gold necklace belonging to a set of two hanging loosely around her neck. She was clad in an oversized white button-up polo shirt, the first button undone and the collar pulled down her shoulders, showing a bit of her collarbones. The hem of the shirt was tucked inside a tightly fitted black pencil skirt that emphasizes the curve of her waist. To top it off, she completed the outfit with a pair of white rubber shoes and a small simple yet fancy hand purse.
It was unusual for Byulyi to be wearing such an outfit offstage but Yongsun was not complaining. It was a new fresh look and the younger definitely looked stunning. The moment she walked into the filming set, the entire team, including Wheein and Hyejin, were in shambles, however, the younger's conscious gaze as they walked through the area did not go unnoticed.
Yongsun was having an internal turmoil, torn between her protectiveness triggered by the vulnerability visible on the woman's face and not knowing how to act on her worries. She bit her lip, staring down her now slightly shorter bandmate all thanks to the heels she was currently wearing.
The moment Byulyi hid herself behind the leader, she dropped all her hesitation, finally removing the blazer she wore above her silk cream one-piece outfit and stopping on her tracks to turn and drape the garment around Byulyi's shoulders. The younger, in turn, stared at her in shock, currently in a flustered state at the sudden action.
A mischievous glint flashed through Byulyi's eyes, smirking at the older who looked away from the gaze, cheeks flushed with red. "Unnie, that made my heart skip a beat" she teased, much to Yongsun's misery, poking the older's nose with her index finger.
Following right after the younger who continued walking to the convenience store, she groaned.
"Shut up, Byul-ah."
Bonus:
Byulyi clutched onto the blazer, her lips stretched into a wide grin as she walked pass a dumbfounded Yongsun. Her cheeks were tinted red, her heartbeat was racing and she couldn't help but let out a small squeal. When she said her heart skipped a beat, she wasn't lying.
honest question to anyone that has read or is familiar with the historical moonsun au, lost souls and reverie: was the open ending satisfying/good or is there need for an epilogue + a conclusive ending?
Summary: Friends cuddled. She wasn’t always sure if she and Byulyi were friends. They were more like soulmates. But they often cuddled.
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Blankets rustled in the darkness as warm breaths and quiet giggles filled the air of the bedroom.
They were wrestling, a little bit. Mostly it was the younger woman poking this place and that, delighting in the older woman’s reactions and attempts to keep her away.
“Byul ah...” the older woman laugh-scolds breathlessly. She grabbed the younger woman’s hand to put it back next to its owner. “Byul...” she said in a warning tone.
The younger woman laughed as she slipped her hand out of Yong’s grip and went back to Yong’s armpit for a quick pinch.
“Ow!”
Byulyi chuckled as Yong swatted her away and looked at her with mock offense. The younger woman’s hand made their way towards her armpit again before Yong grabbed it and whined for her to stop. They arm wrestled briefly.
This was a familiar exchange. They’ve played with each other like this so often that it’s like breathing. One provoking the other and the other who couldn’t resist responding. A push and pull like magnets swirling around each other, almost aligning for the perfect click before swerving to keep the pretense of separation.
Yong didn’t hold back. She let go of Byul (she was losing anyway) and went for a surprise attack. A sharp pinch to the side of her ribs.
“Ah! Unnie...” the younger girl whined. She retreated to massage her patch of skin tingling with pain. Yong looked down at Byul’s pouting face and couldn’t help the warmth that bubbled up to her heart. She replaced Byul’s hand with her own to massage the spot better.
“Be good, okay?” She gave the spot a few more rubs before wrapping her arms around the younger girl and tucking her under her chin. It was their original position before the one-sided play fight started.
Byul smelled really good. There was a faint, refreshing scent from her freshly washed hair, the usual scents from all the oils and serums of their nighttime face routine, and something else that was really nice. She smelled really nice. Yong buried her face a little deeper and took a breath in.
Friends cuddled. She wasn’t always sure if she and Byulyi were friends. They were more like soulmates. But they often cuddled. Just like this, in the darkness of Yong’s room, after a day of schedules and activities, where they could finally have some space to themselves.
Byul, relaxed after getting her dose of Yong’s reactions, shifted a bit under her. She craned her neck and gave Yongsun a peck on her chin.
“Ddunie, how was your day?”
The older girl paused to think.
“Um... Good. The tteokbokki today was really good.”
Byul’s hands went up to tuck a few strands of hair behind Yong’s ear. “Then we should order from there more.”
“Yeah. Definitely.”
Byul peppered some more kisses on Yong’s chin. Yong felt like Byul was almost treating her like a cat, but instead of scratching her chin she was kissing it. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Instead, she lowered her chin to stop the still-ongoing chin kisses. She pushed Byul’s head down and kissed her forehead.
The younger girl stilled beside her. Then made a squeak or a squeal or some other high pitched sound and absolutely pounced on Yong, pushing the older girl to her back and smushing her face into the crook of her neck.
“Hey! Oh my God Byulyi I’ve done that before! Byul!” Yong laughed.
“Unnie I love you,” the muffled voice said.
“I know I know. I love you too.”
They weren’t... lovers. They didn’t have sex with each other. They loved each other and readily admitted so. But they weren’t... what some people assumed they were. None of what people thought about them mattered to Yongsun. She was most worried about protecting Moonbyul from malicious rumor-spreaders and those who wanted to take advantage of her soft heart.
Moon Byulyi was the person who she would do anything to protect and care for.
As the embarrassed girl slowly let go of her tight grip on Yong’s arms, Yong started humming a song in her ears. It was one they often listened to together before they debuted, studying the vocals and choreography in an attempt to imitate their favorite idols.
She peeked down with one eye to find the younger girl’s bright eyes staring at her.
“So what time do we need to wake up tomorrow?” Byul asked softly.
It was already 3am, they came back to Yong’s apartment late after finishing their last festival booking. Tomorrow they will have a CF filming and a private event.
“The van is going to pick us up by 2. Let’s get up by 1?”
The younger made a sound of acknowledgement. After one last peck to Yong’s cheek, Byul adjusted herself so that her weight wouldn’t be too heavy for Yong to sleep with. She leaned in close and whispered once again her affection for her, just for good measure.
Yong knows. She whispered it back, staring into the younger girl’s delighted moonlit features.
Moon Byulyi didn't need to hear those words to know how Kim Yongsun felt about her.
Just being close, in this space, at this time; just being in this privileged spot in Yong's life, nothing else could compare.
hello! your fics are amazing and really well written! thanks so much for sharing them. it feels like the characters are real and human. there's a mundane appeal to it, despite the fics being set in very specific eras. you're one of the best, if not the best in my book, moonsun writers. i was wondering if you have any fic recs? thanks once again and i hope you have an amazing day! :D
oh my god! thank you so very much. this is definitely one of the cutest messages i’ve gotten and it really motivates me to keep on writing <3 I’m very happy that my characters come off as human, that’s what I’m really aiming for.
and i definitely do! it’s not as long as it’d like it to be, since i haven’t had the time to read that many fics lately sadly, but these are one of my all-time favorites:
In Sickness and In Health
make a wish
I need to be youthfully felt ('cause, god, I never felt young) (E rated)
Black Forest
i don't hate him (because he makes you smile like an angel) (E rated)
your touch (it's addicting like that)
soft
about us
say it, just say it
Mirror
(baby don't you mind) if i do (alpha/omega dynamic. E rated)
“feelings were not linear, yong realized with a drink in hand, especially not in a post-apocalyptic world scenario where she happened to be in love with her best friend.”
it wasn’t the first time something like that had happened. intrusive thoughts about byul made their way into her mind more often than not and took her by surprise. she’d tripped, fell, crashed against doors and people and almost kicked a toddler. choking was just a newly added way to embarrass herself in public thanks to moonbyul.
that night, tteokbokki take-out in hand just as yong was setting the table up, she threw the front door open and almost tripped with her own feet as she rushed inside.
“byul-ah, what-
“let’s have a baby.”
chapter 1: i have an idea [AO3] [AFF]
chapter 2: fate [AO3] [AFF]
chapter 3: good luck [AO3] [AFF]
chapter 4: bossy [AO3] [AFF]
