i've always seen this trope with a katz member being the baby daddy. so why not have it the other way around? idk if r is gonna be toxic in this though. maybe it'll just be the "relationship has gone to shit and one is still trying to hold on" type of angst.
now here's another smau i can't wait to start on. snsd used to be one of my ult groups. so i came up with another one for the group.. but this time, the youngest member is getting a smau! this one is lowkey inspired by @rosiehrs 's irene smau you don't know my name too. idk if r will be a soloist uner the black label, or if he'll replace that niggaboo tarzzan in adp though.
first lara fic ever make some noise! this one's gonna be based off the events of the rockstar game gta iv. r will be niko bellic coded and the raj family is gonna shared similarities to the mcreary family as well. and if you played the game... you'll know where i'll be going with this story.
miku miku miku... another smau... i'm thinking about making yn a frank ocean/underground type artist. this smau is loosely inspired by @herlondonboy 's smau price of fame.
and this one's gonna have a few surprises too. i hope you guys will like this as much as I'm gonna like it.
which project do you wanna see first? and which one looks like it could be your favorite?
How had it come to this?! Why was this happening?!
Kim Soo, ever since hitting puberty, had a problem with erections, and it was no less than awkward when his mom explained to him the seriousness of his Family’s changing body. Apparently, they felt the affects to grander heights than the normal boys and girls. So Kim Soo had always been able to manage, either by distracting himself with un-arousing tales or putting his mind to things other than her teacher’s cleavage.
But now… Now! He had to leave his fresh bowl of Beef Noodles for that fatass friend to finish. Now, he had to run around town like he was looking for a bathroom. Now, he looked like a fool, rushing in a bowl-legged stance, cupping his crotch indecently like a monkey! If his mom saw him…!
Was home even the best place to go, he wondered after ducking into an alleyway. He groaned, sending his sights upwards as if hoping that an angel of mercy would appear. Her mother was too alert that will definitely tell her of any shenanigans under her roof, hence the awkward talk. He really didn’t want to rush there, do what needed to be done, and walk out shamefully to find his mom standing there, ready to lecture him on his submission to his libido!T
But this was so much different than before. His eyes went down now, loathing and fearing the incessant and visible bulge. It hurt. It really did. To even be close to this level of arousal in past times, he needed to have fallen in between His teacher Natty’s breasts and take a nice, deep inhale. That one time was a cherished memory for a hormonal teenager. But today, nothing of such spectacular serendipity had occurred. Really, it had begun like any ordinary day: he met with Hyun while his sister took his dog for a walk, and the two goofed around like usual; Kim Soo had joked around about jumping off Hyun’s face during a race, which didn’t sit well with Hyun;
Whatever this was, however much of a boon it was to his bragging rights in the bathhouse, Kim Soo resented it and wished it’d go away. He didn’t even want an explanation for it. He just wanted it gone!
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Taeyeon’s eyes fluttered, squinting at the harsh beam of light shining through the gap in the curtain. Groaning, she rolled over, turning her back to the glaring sun, her gaze landing on your splayed out figure. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she brought her hand up to caress your cheek, you leaned into her touch unconsciously.
Letting her hands wander down your sides, her gaze briefly flickered to the exposed skin of your stomach where your shirt had risen up. A light smirk graced her lips at the sight of your toned abs, trailed her fingertips along them. As you began to stir, Taeyeon pressed a series of kisses to your lips, effectively pulling you from your slumber.
“Morning,” you mumbled sleepily, voice raspy. “Have you been working out?” She asked, eyes glued to your stomach. Looking down to where her hands traced nonsensical patterns on your skin, you raised a brow. “You like?” You asked teasingly, with a smug expression on your face. “Mhm,” Taeyeon hummed, leaning in to kiss you once more, only this time it was more passionate.
Her hands didn’t stray from your abs, fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake. Deepening the kiss, Taeyeon bit down on your lip, earning a groan from you. Her tongue darted out, swiping across your swollen lips. Impatiently, she pushed her tongue past your lips, hands squeezing your hips.
Pulling back, she smirked in satisfaction when you opened your eyes, pupils dilated and cheeks flushed. Lifting herself up from the bed, Taeyeon got to her feet, leaving you hanging. She swayed her hips tauntingly as she walked to the bathroom, looking over her shoulder to see you pouting. “You’re such a tease,” you whined as she closed the door behind her.
Sunny
Soonkyu let her gaze wander from the tv, landing on your figure. She watched you for a while, hint of a smile on her lips, you were too stuck in your own world to notice. Her eyes shone with adoration, picking herself up from the couch, shuffling towards the kitchen. She leaned against the counter, waiting for you to become aware of her presence.
Humming any tune that popped into your head, you carefully manoeuvred yourself around the kitchen. Furrowing your brows in though, you looked at your dish, wondering what it was that was missing. “Ah huh!” You clapped your hands, reaching up to the cupboard for your final ingredient.
Soonkyu followed your movement with her eyes, barely able to hold back a chuckle of amusement at your behaviour. As you stood on your tippy toes, arms held high above your head in hopes of reaching the ingredient, your girlfriend's gaze dropped to where your shirt had rode up. Her eyes widening in surprise for a moment before she composed herself, quietly walking up behind you.
You jumped in shock when you felt a body press up against your own, Soonkyu’s hand reaching up to grab your missing ingredient. She set it down on the counter in front of you, her strong arms wrapping firmly around your torso. She rested her chin on your shoulder, only slightly taller than you. Her hands caressing your toned stomach, pressing a sweet kiss to your neck.
“Soonkyu I can’t finish our dinner if I’m trapped in your arms,” you said. Although, your actions betrayed your words, as you leaned back into her touch, sighing contentedly. She hummed in response, smiling when you occasionally giggled at the feeling of her fingertips tickling your stomach.
Tiffany
When Miyoung woke up a frown was etched on her face as soon as she noticed your absence. Rather than waking up with you in her arms, she was forced to wait patiently for you to finish showering. She busied herself with social media, aimlessly scrolling past dozens of things she deemed uninteresting. She lifted her gaze from her phone at the sound of the bathroom door opening, smiling once you came into view.
“Oh, you’re awake,” you acknowledged her, heading over to your closet. Humming, Miyoung dropped her phone, giving you her full focus. “What time did you get up?” She inquired, eyes locked on your figure, anticipating the moment you’d come back to bed. “An hour ago,” you answered, finally having decided on a comfortable outfit to wear.
Letting your robe drop to the floor, the instant you did a loud squeal sounded from behind you. Turning around to face your girlfriend with an amused smirk you raised an eyebrow at her. “Yah, since when do you have abs?!” Miyoung shouted, looking at you with wide eyes. Her bold words made blood rush to your cheeks, shyly rushing to put your clothes on. Once you were dressed your girlfriend held her arms out to you expectantly.
“Jagiya!” She whined, making grabby motions with her hands, only further embarrassing you. You hesitantly made your way to the bed, instantly being pulled down next to Miyoung the moment you were in reach. Wrapping her arms around your waist, hands finding their way under your shirt, she let her fingers glide across your torso.
Her strange actions made you hide your head in the crook of her neck, but you didn’t stop her. Miyoung smiled widely at your cuteness, her eyes crinkling as she did, hands still lingering on your stomach. “I like them,” she said decidedly, poking at your abs. You squirmed in her hold, melodious laughter falling from her lips as she began to tickle you mercilessly.
Hyoyeon
The two of you dance perfectly in sync with one another, the chemistry between you was undeniable. Not missing a beat, you and Hyoyeon performed the choreography full out, it was only when the music came to a stop that the two of you collapsed on the floor. Huffing and panting, you lay there for a while, waiting until you caught your breath to rise from the ground.
Hyoyeon watched you in the reflection of the large mirrors as you willed yourself to stand. Pulling your hoodie over your head, you were left in a crop top, the heat becoming too much to bear. Your complaints about the temperature fell deaf in her ears as she stared at you, hypnotised by your figure.
Blinking rapidly, Hyoyeon pulled herself from her daze, thanking you as you handed her a cold bottle of water. She found her gaze wandering back to your exposed abs not even a minute later, tongue darting out to wet her lips at the light. “You're not even listening to me!” Your whine echoed around the practice room.
“Sorry baby, what were you saying?” She asked, scooting closer to you, hands smoothly coming to wrap around your waist. “Why are you so distracted?” You asked curiously, leaning into her touch happily. Humming, Hyoyeon looked at you in faux confusion, eyebrows threaded together.“You’ve been zoning out a lot lately, are you getting sick?” You asked worriedly, frown etched on your features. “I’m fine,” Hyoyeon assured you, absentmindedly running her hands across your torso.
Narrowing your eyes at her in suspicion, you were still completely unaware of the reasoning behind her unusual behaviour. To her luck, Hyoyeon acting oddly made you cut practice short for the day, dragging her back to your home. A smirk eased its way onto her face as she imagined all the possibilities of what she would do once you were in the confines of your shared home.
Yuri
Yuri busied herself with finding an assortment of snacks for movie night while waiting for the popcorn. Carrying everything over to the couch, she giggled at the sight of you splayed out, remote in hand as you searched for something decent to watch. Hearing the familiar angry beep of the microwave, she scurried off to get the fresh popcorn.
Rushing back into the lounge, Yuri set the food down on the coffee table, looking at the TV curiously. “Did you choose something?” She asked you, turning her full attention to you. You only hummed in response, opening your arms wide, impatiently waiting for your much needed cuddles after a long day at work.
Smiling brightly, Yuri edged closer to you, only to halt in her step last minute. Her gaze dropped to your exposed midriff, something she’d failed to notice earlier in her focused state. “What’s wrong?” You asked, whining, desperate to have your girlfriend in your arms. “Nothing,” she quickly composed herself, letting her body practically fall on top of yours.
Humming contentedly, you forgot all thoughts the moment Yuri embraced you, not paying mind to the fingertips that skimmed over your toned stomach. Pressing play on the movie, you wrapped your arms around your girlfriend, finally getting a chance to relax with the one you loved. Taking one final glance at her, you felt the corners of your lips tug upwards before you returned your attention to the film.
Yuri found herself barely being able to focus on the movie you’d chosen, mind wandering elsewhere. “I missed this,” she heard you mumble over the movie, your muscles relaxing as she massaged your sides diligently. “I missed you,” she responded, both of you having not seen each other much lately due to your busy schedules. Looking up to your face, she smiled at the sight of your eyes fluttering shut, fighting off your exhaustion. “Sleep, love,” your girlfriend whispered to you, drawing nonsensical patterns on your hips to ease you into a slumber.
Sooyoung
The two of you ran side by side, chests heaving as you pushed yourselves for the final stretch. Picking up the pace slightly, you forced yourself to pull ahead of Sooyoung. But she wasn’t having any of that, increasing her pace to match your own, racing you all the way home. By the time you were rounding the corner, both of you had broken into a full on sprint.
Practically crashing into the door of your home, you both turned to each other immediately. “I won!” You breathlessly shouted in unison, panting heavily. “H-How could you have won?! I mean- Look at the size of your legs,” Sooyoung managed to get out, using her height as an advantage. “So what? Short people are speedy!” You huffed, glaring up at her.
Unable to hold it together any longer, the two of you broke out in a fit of laughter, still not having caught your breaths. After managing to compose yourselves, you entered your home, stretching your muscles. One particular stretch had you lifting your arms above your head, shirt riding up as you did. Sooyoung felt her breath hitch as she caught sight of your toned abs, shining with sweat.
“Come on, let’s shower,” Sooyoung spoke calmly, eyes still glued to your stomach. Humming in response you followed after your girlfriend mindlessly, stopping off your clothes as you hopped in the shower. Closing the door behind you, she admired you from behind for a moment, letting her gaze wander as the water ran down your body. Taking a step forward, she snaked her arms around you possessively, letting her chin rest on your shoulder.
Inhaling the scent of your shampoo, Sooyoung pressed several lingering kisses trailing from your shoulder to your neck. You tilted your head back, giving her full access to your neck, gentle kisses turning to light nips. Her fingers skimming across the skin of your stomach, not even attempting to hide her intentions. Your girlfriend smirked at every reaction she got out of you, a smug expression plastered on her face for the rest of the evening.
Yoona
Yoona tapped her foot on the wooden floor impatiently, waiting for you to finish getting ready. “Babeee, are you almost done?” She called out from the living room couch, looking towards the closed bedroom door in wonder. Her brows furrowed when she received no verbal response from you, biting her lip in contemplation, unsure of whether she should check on you or leave you be.
“Screw it,” she said to no one in particular, jumping up off the comfortable sofa. Yoona marched towards your shared room with a purpose, carelessly opening the door without knocking. “Y/n?” She called out in confusion upon not seeing you in the room, tilting her head cutely. “In here!” You shouted back, voice coming from your walk in closet.
“What’s taking so long?” Yoona whined, peeking her head in, eyes widening when she laid her eyes on you. You stood in the closet in only pants and a bra, clearly looking for a shirt to wear. “Sorry, I just can’t find the-” you were cut off when your girlfriend came bounding towards you, crashing into your side.
“Hey,” she smiled innocently at you, patting your stomach while giggling to herself. “Help me find my shirt?” You asked Yoona, raising your brow. “You’re fine how you are,” your girlfriend responded simply, poking at your exposed abs. “Yah,” you lightly hit her arm, shaking your head at her. When you laughed, your stomach tensed beneath her fingers, a faint smile gracing her lips at the feeling.
“You weren’t joking were you?” You asked in disbelief, amused by the way she was acting. She shook her head as if it was obvious, hands glued to your torso, enamoured by your abs. “We can’t go on our date if I’m dressed like this,” you attempted to reason with your girlfriend. Key word; attempted. “Why not?” Yoona asked, pouting, giving you her best puppy eyes.
Seohyun
Joohyun’s gaze lingered on you the entire night, always seemingly able to find your face in a crowd of a hundred people. The two of you were attending a friends party together, but it wasn’t long before you lost each other, being pulled off by different people you knew. Right now, she was exchanging pleasantries with an acquaintance, although she wasn’t really paying that much attention to whatever it was they were saying.
Instead, she looked over their shoulder, eyes locked on you from across the room. You were engaging in a friendly conversation with someone unfamiliar to Joohyun. That fact alone was enough to put a scowl on her face, eyes narrowed at the stranger that was getting a little too comfortable with you. She didn’t even know this person, and yet she already knew she didn’t like them at all.
She watched as they got closer and closer to you throughout the conversation, making her uneasy. As you raised your hand to usher over a worker with a tray of champagne, your blouse rose up, Joohyun’s eyes catching sight of your toned abs. Much to her disliking the stranger also seemed to have noticed this, their tongue darting out to lick their lips at the sight.
Turning back to the person in front of her, Joohyun sent them a faux smile, excusing herself. She manoeuvred her way through the crowd of people, reaching you in record breaking time. “Hey baby,” she said a little louder than usual, wanting to make sure she was heard. Her arms snaked around your waist possessively, looking at the stranger with raised eyebrows, as if taunting them.
“I’ll leave you to it,” they mumbled, taking the hint. You didn’t seem to care, turning your full attention to your girlfriend. Her fingertips grazed your exposed skin, smirking to herself in victory. “Wanna get outta here?” She asked, nodding her head towards the exit. “Sounds good to me,” you smiled, leaning back into her touch.
Prompt: You get stuck at work and you’re late to pick up your gf Seohyun from shooting so you make it up to her with a spontaneous date night
Length: 1,267 words
A/N: I feel like all kpop stans know about the honey prank by now, but if you haven’t seen soshi pranking their maknae on yuri’s yt channel, then check it out here // I also made a moodboard for this fic (fem reader)
You were dead meat.
Frantically, you flung yourself into your car. You bluetooth connected your phone and pulled out of the parking garage with the dial tone filling the vehicle.
“Pick up, pick up, pick up,” you mumbled under your breath.
“Hello?”
“Baby, I am so sorry.”
“You.” Even though she was nowhere in sight, you could practically feel her glare. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”
Contrary to her belief, you were well aware. It was currently 7 o’clock, nearly an entire hour later than you promised your girlfriend you would pick her up, and you were still a half-hour away.
“My boss held me up. I’m sorry. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Forget it, I’ll just take a taxi back.”
“No, no, I’ll be right there,” you responded firmly. “Is Manager Unnie still there?”
“I told her to go home because I thought you would be here on time.”
You winced at the direct insult. “Just give me half an hour. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” She hummed in response, before hanging up.
Silence filled your car, as you came up to a red light. Groaning, you slammed your head back against the headrest. “Hey Siri, play my driving playlist.” When the light turned green, you sped ahead of the cars next to you.
To your surprise, you arrived at Namoo’s headquarters five minutes early than expected. You parked the car by the back entrance. As you rummaged through your bag for your cell phone, there was a knock at the window.
Standing outside of the passenger door was your usually smiley girlfriend, who was currently scowling at you. Seohyun yanked at the door handle, her glare intensifying when she realized the car was still locked. You scrambled to unlock it, giving her a weak smile as she entered.
“How’s my favorite girl in the entire world?”
She crossed her arms over her chest, clearly unfazed by your compliment. You leaned over and placed a light kiss on her lips. The corners of her lips turned up ever so slightly. If you hadn’t been less than inches away from her face, you wouldn’t have caught it.
“Well, I missed you,” you whispered, hovering by her face. “So much.”
With that, you pecked her cheek before returning to your seat. You watched as her cold facade began to fade. Her scowl turned into a slight pout, and you let out a relieved laugh.
“You were so late,” she cried out, shoving your shoulder. “All the senior actors kept passing me in the halls, giving me weird looks. I felt like a trainee all over again.”
“They were probably admiring your beauty.”
Seohyun rolled her eyes at you. After glancing around for any cameras, she tilted her head forward and pressed her lips square against yours. Before you could thread your fingers through her hair and pull her closer, she pulled back.
“I’m still mad at you.”
You rested your hand on her leg and gave it a squeeze. “I know, baby.” With that, you started the car and headed out onto the main road.
“Where are we going?” The question was asked just after you began driving. When you didn’t respond, she huffed. It took everything in you not to laugh at her frustration. But less than a minute later, Seohyun let out a cheer. “Are we going to Han River?”
“Why do you have to be so smart,” you jokingly complained. “I thought it would’ve taken you at least another two minutes to figure it out.
She merely laughed in response, clapping her hands in front of her. It wasn’t long before the two of you were standing in a convenience store. You handed her a package of her favorite ramen, a smirk playing on your lips.
“Should I get you some honey?”
Automatically, Seohyun slapped your shoulder. You gave her a grin, and she returned it with a glare. To make it up to her, you wrapped your arms around her, pulling her into a back hug.
“Aw my little baby got tricked by her unnies,” you cooed softly, careful not to let a passerby hear. “They’re always pranking you.”
“I should trick them back one day.”
You nodded before releasing her from your grip. The two of you quickly paid for your dinner before making your way over to the river. It was a weekday, so it wasn’t too crowded, but it was still impossible for you to find a free bench. Rather than wait around for someone to leave, your girlfriend dragged you over to a grassy spot, plopping herself down.
Eagerly, Seohyun dove into her ramen, barely pausing to blow on the steaming noodles. You chuckled at her, reaching up to brush her hair out of her face. Her eyes sparkled with adoration.
“Busy day?”
“We were so busy today. I didn’t eat anything since I left the house.”
“Wait,” you paused your own chewing to lock eyes with Seohyun. “You mean that you didn’t eat anything all day, besides the eggs that I made you this morning?”
Your eyes widened as she nodded, and you shoved some of your noodles onto her plate. When you reached over to her plate for the third time, a pair of chopsticks collided with yours. Forcibly, your chopsticks came to a halt.
“I’m fine, love,” Seohyun promised. “You need to eat too.”
“But-”
“I’ll heat up the leftovers we have at home if I’m still hungry later.”
Dejectedly, you gave a nod. Your girlfriend chuckled at your antics, reaching over to playfully squeeze your cheeks. With your lips puckered, she smiled sweetly at you.
“I really want to kiss you,” she declared in a soft whisper. “But there’s too many people around.”
“Guess you’ll just have to kiss me when we get back.”
Before she could utter a reply, a loud bang erupted from the side. You jumped, and your entire body tensed up. Knots formed in your stomach as horrible thoughts flooded your mind. Subconsciously, you caught your lip between your teeth, and you began gnawing at your lower lip.
A gentle hand landed atop yours, bringing you back. Your gaze fell on soft brown eyes, and you noticed the way her eyebrows furrowed. She flipped your hand over and laced your fingers together.
“It’s just fireworks,” she reassured you, eyes scanning your face. “You alright, love?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
Your voice was a little breathless, but Seohyun didn’t comment on it. Instead, she gave your hand a tight squeeze. In response, you ran your thumb against the back of her hand.
The two of you stared up at the night sky, admiring the contrast between the stars and the fireworks. Wordlessly, she scooched closer to you. Her shoulder bumped against yours, and you turned to her.
It was almost pitch dark outside, and the river was being lit up by a few lamps; yet, you couldn’t help but gawk at your girlfriend. Even with the low lighting, her eyes sparkled, and she looked like a goddess.
When she caught you staring, she smiled. “Take a picture,” she joked. “It’ll last longer.”
“Click,” you replied cheerily, tapping the side of your head. “I just took a mental screenshot.”
“You’re cheesy.”
“But, you love it.”
“Correction, I love you,” she interjected. “There’s a difference.”
“All I’m hearing is that you love me.”
She rolled her eyes at you, but you spotted her lopsided grin. Abruptly, she stood, extending a hand to you. You clasped your hand with hers, jumping to your feet.
Just read your side note about writing for SNSD and since I'm a SONE I would gladly ask for a reaction (ofc if it's okay with you) where the s/o hurt themselves and SNSD gets worried
Thank you for requesting this, I've been wanting to write for them for ages. I hope you enjoy, and sorry it took a while.
As a rookie idol yourself, performing with Taeyeon wasn’t something to take lightly. So you’d practised and practised until your body physically couldn’t, pushing yourself to have every detail perfect. You fiddled anxiously backstage, breaths shallow as you made sure your mic was secure.
Taeyeon looked at you concerned, watched the way you couldn’t seem to stand still for a moment. Patting your shoulder, she gave you a look of encouragement, trying to ease your nerves. You looked at her, eyes wide, a scared look reflecting in them, you seemed so vulnerable. Your gaze had her wanting to help you, but before she could speak, you two were ushered on stage.
During the whole performance you executed every move flawlessly, and Taeyeon couldn’t help but admire your passion when given the chance. Because your your close proximity she started to notice the way your hands subtly shook at your sides, eyes blinking rapidly during the ending pose. When the lights cut out, your body slumped against hers, eyes barely opened.
She wasted no time calling her medics, following closely behind them as you were carried backstage. “She's okay, just exhausted, when she wakes up make sure she drinks lots of fluids and gets some food in her system.” Taeyeon nodded along to everything they said, hand holding yours tightly. She refused to leave your side, even when you woke, she made sure you ate,even if it meant feeding you herself.
Sunny
Soonkyu stepped into your shared apartment, quietly slipping off her shoes in hopes of surprising you. She’d finally gotten off work early for the first time in months, and she was so excited to spend time with you. So, as carefully as she could, your girlfriend tiptoed through the house, expecting to find you splayed out on the couch.
Much to her surprise, you were nowhere to be seen, making Soonkyu look around in confusion. A loud thump, soon followed by a groan, had her head snapping in the direction of your bedroom. She quickly sped towards the source of the sound, rushing to see what all the commotion was about.
Once she arrived in the doorway, her lips parted in shock, eyes widening at the sight of you lying on the hard floor. “What happened?!” She yelled, startling you, making you place your hand over your heart. When you didn’t respond, she looked around the room, spotting a fallen chair right next to a shelf. Putting two and two together, Soonkyu made her way over to you, crouching down beside you.
“What are you doing home so early?” You asked innocently, smiling to your girlfriend. “Doesn’t matter. Can you move?” She asked, worry laced in her tone. Moving to sit up, you sucked a sharp breath at the surge of pain you felt shoot through your spine. “Stay put, I’ll call the doctor,” she said, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. She tried to give you a reassuring smile, but you didn’t fail to notice the way her eyebrows furrowed in concern.
Tiffany
“Jesus can’t you get a single thing right?” Your manager sighed exasperatedly, eyes lingering on your hunched over figure. He’d make you repeat the dance for hours on end, every time he seemed to spot some kind of mistake. Your limbs were aching, begging you to give them a break, but your manager seemed to disagree.
“I don’t even know why they debuted you, you’re a useless waste of time,” he shouted in annoyance. However, what he failed to notice was the sound of the door creeping open, an incredibly enraged look on your girlfriend's face. She stepped into the room wordlessly, slamming the door shut behind her.
Your manager turned around, eyes widening when he caught sight of her. “I suggest you get out of here before I call security, and I’m sure the company would love to hear about your dealings with one of their most popular idols.” She threatened him, and he cowered immediately, running out the door in record time, probably going to beg to keep his job.
When Miyoung looked at you, her burning gaze softened, rushing over to you immediately. “Are you okay baby?” She asked, pulling you into a bone crushing hug, supporting your exhausted body. You nodded tiredly, feeling yourself melt in her arms. She was furious that someone had dared to hurt you, but for now she could only focus on how small you looked in her arms. She rubbed you back soothingly, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you sniffled.
Hyoyeon
You watched as Hyoyeon’s body moved effortlessly in time with the music, your full focus on her. Mesmerised by her, you failed to notice that she had in fact stopped dancing, looking at you in amusement. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer, she teased, bring you out of your trance. A faint blush coated your cheeks at her words, looking down in embarrassment, you refused to meet her eyes.
“Here, I’ll help you,” she offered to teach you, moving to stand behind you. She placed her hands on your hips, grip firm as she looked at you through the mirror. She guided you slowly, whispering instructions over your shoulder. Flustered by everything she was doing, you found yourself unable to focus on the dance, but rather on a certain someone.
One missed step had your ankle tweaking to the left, rolling, then completely giving out underneath you. Letting out a pained whimper as you collapse to the ground, you scrunch your face up in discomfort. Hyoyeon did her best to ease your fall, immediately looking at your ankle in concern.She was composed, but you could see the cracks in her calm facade, worrying for you breaking through.
“Does this hurt?” She asked, pressing lightly on your foot. The pressure had you holding your breath, trying to smile through it, but you couldn’t fool her. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, not able to look you in the eye. “It's not your fault,” you smiled, grasping her chin, forcing her to look at you. “If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t be hurt,” she huffed out in frustration. You quickly pressed your lips to hers, distracting her from blaming herself. She was still wary of you, being extra careful when kissing back, afraid to hurt you.
Yuri
The two of you were in the kitchen together, messing around while trying to salvage what was left of your attempted dish. “Could you watch the stove?” Yuri asked, rushing over to the other side of the kitchen to fix things before they got worse. You followed her instructions carefully, stirring the foot in the pot.
Yuri was so focused on what she was doing, she almost failed to hear the faint gasp come from you. Whipping her head around at the speed of light, your girlfriend rushed over to you in a flash. “What happened? Are you okay?” She bombarded you with a flurry of questions. “I’m okay Yuri-ah, just a small burn,” you assured, trying to discreetly hide your hand behind your back.
She was having none of it, turning the stove and glaring at you. “Show me,” she demanded, looking at you expectantly. Caving under her stern gaze, you revealed your injured hand. “Jesus Y/n, you said it was a small burn,” she cursed, pulling you over to the sink with her. Gently placing your hand under the stream of cold water, Yuri looked to you in concern.
“We should get you to the hospital,” she muttered, eyes scanning over your reddening skin. “But the food-” You were cut off abruptly. “I don’t care about the food Y/n,” she raised her voice slightly. Sighing, you nodded your head, letting her fuss over you, knowing she was just worried about you.
Sooyoung
“I can’t believe you!” Sooyoung screamed, anger present on her face. “How dare you think you can speak to me that way!” She yelled once more, looking at you with disgust. “I-I’m sorry,” you tried to apologise. Next thing you knew, your head was whipped to the side, cheek stinging. You looked up with watery eyes, only to be met with her cold gaze.
“Cut!” The director called, Sooyoung's face immediately morphing into a look of concern as she rushed towards you. “I’m sorry baby,” she bit her lip, cupping your face to get a better look at the reddening mark. “Someone get some ice,” she demanded, gaze held firmly on you.
“I’m fine Sooyoung, it was just a part of the script,” you smiled, her eyes softening. “I know you’d never really hurt me,” you spoke sincerely. “I hate that I had to,” she whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. “I know,” you spoke softly, pulling her other hand down, interlacing your fingers together.
“Where is the goddamn ice?!” She yelled, not wanting your precious face to swell. One of the staff members quickly handed her an ice pack, bowing as you thanked them. She couldn’t focus on anyone but you, gently placing it on your cheek. She ushered you into a private room, so she could tend to you without the prying eyes of those around, whispering apologies over and over again.
Yoona
Yoona slept soundlessly, deep in her slumber. You admired her natural beauty, and how she always looked gorgeous no matter the circumstances. She smiled unconsciously when you began to trace your fingers across her collarbone. Snuggling into your neck, she whined sleepy, still in a dreamland.
You took one last look at her face, sighing before you rolled over to get up. Miscalculating, you were too distracted by your girlfriend to notice how near to the edge of the bed you were. You landed on the floor with a loud thump, groaning in pain as you rubbed your head. “Jagiya,” her sweet voice called out, eyes barely open as she searched for you.
“Down here,” you spoke groggily, squeezing your eyes shut, hoping that it would make the pain fade. A laugh echoed around the room as your girlfriend spotted you, the angelic sound being almost enough to sooth the pain. Once her laughter died down, she took a moment to fully assess the situation, eyes lingering on you.
Her eyes widened when your shirt lifted up, catching a glimpse of an already forming bruise on your side. Yoona rushed to your side, carefully examining you, a pout forming on her lips when she realised you were actually hurt. Her eyes became slightly watery, frown etched on her face. “I’m sorry I laughed,” she apologised, massaging your head in hopes of making you feel better.
Seohyun
Your girlfriend watched you perform your scene, eyes shining as she admired the way you worked. You were filming a fight scene for your newest drama and you’d been practising endlessly for the stunts, talking about it at any chance you got. Joohyun was glad that you invited her to watch, happy to see you so in your element.
Although, one particularly realistic looking hit you’d taken made you groan out in pain, Joohyun’s eyes narrowing sceptically. As an actress herself, she was able to recognise the difference between what was real and fake, and that punch looked a little too real for her liking. She watched the rest of the scene with sharp eyes, gaze boring into you.
When the director called cut, you walked to her slowly, trying to hide the pain you felt in your abdomen, knowing it would only worry her. Once you were close enough to her, she reached out to you, examining your body. When her eyes landed on the way you held your abdomen in pain, you knew you’d been caught.
You smiled up at her innocently, only to be met by her harsh glare. “Medic!” She called out, pulling you towards the nearest one site doctor she could find by your wrist. Her gaze slightly softened as you squirmed in pain when the doctor treated you, she hated seeing you hurting. “You made me worried,” she whispered to you once you were alone, letting her facade break.
