hi! could I request fem!reader taking back shots from siyeon of dreamcatcher? The scenario could be up to you. Strap preferably but I also enjoy g!p if you write it! hopefully you see this and if you do decide to take my request, thank you in advance! <3
siyeon my love...my queen...my everything...thank you for requesting this anon 🫶
siyeon's voice is laced with condensation as she speaks, rubbing the tip of the strap along your folds, slowly pushing in and then out. you can practically hear the smile on her face with your face in the pillow under you, and you know she's enjoying teasing you.
"i can, please," you nod your head. "please just fuck me."
siyeon lets out a tsk at your words, not responding as she fills you up completely with one swift thrust leaving you gasping sharply. "fine, but you're gonna take everything i give you, understand?"
"mhm," you nod again, your eyes squeezing shut as you adjust to the size.
"good," her hands grip your hips tightly as she slowly pulls out and slams back into you, smiling at the moan you let out. "that's it, baby," she mumbles, building a quick and rough pace with her hips snapping against yours.
"o-oh fuck!" you moan loudly as soon as she starts pounding into you, your hands fisting the sheets beneath you.
a cocky smile is planted on siyeon's face as you writhe around under her, surely leaving bruises on your hips with how tight she's grabbing you. "be loud for me, baby, ain't no one gonna hear," she says, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking on it to pull you up.
your arms struggle to hold yourself up as you let out a whine when she pulls on your hair, your moans only getting louder. "s-siyeon," your voice comes out whiny as you say her name.
"i know, i know," one of her hands moves back down, slapping your ass and leaving a handprint on it, gripping it firmly while fucking you. "no one fucks you this good, right? fucks you til you can barely think? i know you like it, being fucked like the slut you are."
your head is spinning at how full you feel with her strap pushing in and out of you every second, trying to focus on a response you know she wants. your brain felt hazy, so overwhelmed with the pleasure you were feeling that you could barely reply. "n-no mnnh– no one...ju-just you," you manage to get out. "f-fuck!"
siyeon's smile grows at you struggling to reply to her, yanking on your hair again to pull you up so your back was pressed against her front. her other arm snakes around your waist, holding you close against her. "my pretty girl," she whispers into your ear. "you're s' fucking gorgeous, s' good for me. my good girl."
whimpering at her words, you feel the tip of the strap going even deeper, resulting in your noises getting whinier the closer you get to cumming. you reach your hand out to grab ahold of her arm, your nails digging into her skin. "sh-shit, 'm gonna-" your interrupted by a loud whine as she starts vigorously rubbing your clit with her fingers, your body shaking uncontrollably as you cum.
"there ya go, baby," siyeon murmurs, slowing down her thrusts to a stop, her arm still secure around you holding you up. "you did so good for me." she pulls the strap out from you and quickly discards it while you lay down on the bed, your legs shaking slightly. she follows you shortly after, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close to her, moving some of your hair out of your face and pressing a kiss on your forehead. "i love you," she mumbles quietly.
- Nothing gets her wetter than hearing you whine "mommy"
- She'll punish you by spanking if you call her anything else
- It's not just in the bedroom, but she'll tease you outside of it too
- "Let mommy do this for you" as she takes over you chopping vegetables
- If you're too short and trying to reach for something, she'll tease even more
- "Aww, can my baby not reach? Want mommy to help you?"
- I feel like she's also into tying you up
- She likes watching as you squirm from the pleasure she's giving you
- The ropes on your wrists and ankles not letting you go anywhere
- She'll hold a vibrator down on your clit for ages, grinning as you beg her for mercy
- She loves role playing too
- Her favourite is her acting as the boss of a worker, (you), and punishing you for making a mistake
- She'll wear a suit and end up using her “work” tie to tie you to the bed
- and she’ll undo her belt and whip you with it
- But when it comes to aftercare, her whole personality changes
- Her tone becomes sweet and she does everything to make sure you're okay and settled
Sua (switch):
- Whether she's top or bottom, one thing is certain
- She WILL be worshipped
- When you're topping, she likes to be marked and complimented on her body
- You pay extra attention to her breasts, her most sensitive spot
- It feels like you could spend all day with your face in them
- You'll leave little bites all over them
- She'll push your face against her pussy, making you eat her out until she can't take it anymore
- She likes biting your shoulder
- Will surprise you when you get home from work with sexy lingerie
- She'll tie you to a chair and give you a lap dance
- It could go either one of two ways:
- One, you beg her at the end of the dance for her to untie you so you can touch her
- Two, you're so horny that you manage to free yourself
- If the second one happened, she'll be so turned on by your strength that she'll basically let you do anything you want to her
- When you're wearing a strap, her favourite position is reverse cowgirl
- Aftercare includes taking a shower or bath together
Siyeon (switch):
- LOVES face sitting
- You could happily die suffocated between those thighs
- Siyeon is very vocal and won't hold back her moans
- If you're making her feel good, your poor neighbours are gonna know it
- She loves it when you sit on her face too
- Her hands would have a tight grip on your hips, keeping you against her mouth
- There's been a few times when you've been paranoid of her passing out from lack of oxygen
- Very touchy
- You would be walking by her and she would reach out to grope you
- She'd constantly feel the need to be touching you, and sometimes she accidentally turns you on with her innocent touches
- Gives me the vibes that she likes holding your boobs, whether it's in a sexual way or not
- She's down to try out any kinks you want
- If she ends up not liking it then she moves on with no problems between you
- Her voice when she's turned on is huskier and deeper than usual
- She loves whispering in your ear and biting your earlobe
- She has a sweet side too
- During soft sex, doesn't matter if she's top or bottom, she loves to hold your hands
Handong (bottom):
- Gives power bottom vibes
- Kind of expects you to do everything for her
- Even though she's a bit shy any time you bring it up, she LOVES being choked
- It doesn't even have to be with just your hands, she has a collection of pretty collars and chains
- She'd choose a collar to wear after she wakes up, and throughout the day she'd tighten it little by little until the pressure on her neck feels perfect
- When you have her in the doggy style position, pounding her with your strap, you'll pull the collar so her neck is forced back and it gets hard for her to breathe
- Her favourite time to orgasm is when she can't breathe
- Even though she's shy about being choked, she's definitely not shy about wanting sex
- Feel like she's the type to whisper in your ear that she's horny, then walk off already expecting you to follow
- It doesn't matter where you are, you'll follow her
- It could be a small random room or a bathroom, doesn't matter because she'll want you to fuck her anywhere
- She likes the thrill of knowing anyone could catch you and the feeling of your palm covering her mouth to muffle her moans
- Also mirror sex
- She knows she's pretty and she gets off on watching herself being fucked
Yoohyeon (bottom)
- Has the biggest praise kink
- Combine that with puppy play, and she's the most satisfied girlfriend ever
- Loves head pats
- She's honestly down to try anything with you
- She has a special collar that has the tag “Y/N's property”
- Whenever she wants to start play time, she kneels at your legs
- You like to restrict one of her senses
- Your favourite is to restrict her speaking, making her only bark or whine
- It makes her feel humiliated and she loves it
- She's also kind of into free use
- She happily lets you fuck her whenever you want on her days off
- You'll come home from a rough day at work and before she can even ask you how it went, you're bending her over the couch
- Loves sucking your strap idc
- “That's a good girl, come on, you can take a bit more down your throat, can't you puppy?”
- SO good at riding
- You'll make her ride your strap until she can't hold herself up anymore
- Wears short and revealing clothing a lot, which drives you insane
- She likes it when you get jealous of other people seeing so much of her skin
- You make sure to remind her who she belongs to by fucking her into the mattress until she can't take it any longer (with consent ofc)
- But afterwards you better prepare to hold her for a long time
- She doesn't need much when it comes to aftercare except just being held and told she's a good girl
Dami (top):
- A lot of ppl see her as mean, but i think she'd be a soft dom
- Just wants to pleasure you
- Her strap game is crazyy
- You have a collection of dildos and other toys that she loves using on you
- You have an oral fixation
- Loves the feeling of your mouth around her fingers
- Will push them further down your mouth so you gag
- She'll call you her good girl while you choke
- And then she'll wipe your saliva messily on your cheek
- She's soooo good with fingering you too
- She knows all the right spots
- If you try to finger yourself when you're alone, you give up because your fingers can't reach places like she can
- When you've finished on her fingers, she places them on your mouth, expecting you to clean them
- Another thing that adds to your obsession with her hands is the way she caresses you
- She could be fucking you roughly but her hand will feel so gentle and soft against your skin
- If you're riding her strap, her hands gently glide from your neck to your shoulder and all over your body
- “That's it, you're almost there, you can come for me”
- Her ego grows so big because of how easy it is to make you come
- Kinda likes sleepy sex too
- Before bed if you are tired but can't sleep, she'll go under the covers and eat you out
- She takes her time and isn't aggressive since she doesn't want her jaw to ache before sleeping
- Your orgasm basically puts you to sleep
- She'll make sure to get wipes and clean you tho even if you're barely conscious
Gahyun (bottom)
- Pillow princess
- Teases you by wearing short skirts
- Pretends to drop something just to pick it up by bending over and revealing her underwear
- Size queen
- Always challenges herself to take the biggest strap she can
- Loves to dirty talk and whine about the size
- “Fuck, it's too big, I don't know if you'll fit”
- But you both know you'll make it fit
- Loves when you show your strength
- When you get home and pick her up to finger her against a wall
- Or pinning her against the bed with your hands around her wrists
- You could make out with her for hours
- Red and swollen lips is your favourite look on her
- Just like Sua, she has sensitive boobs
- Even an accidental touch can turn her on
- When she's riding your fingers or strap, you feel hypnotised watching them bounce
- You love to pull and lightly bite her nipples, which makes Gahyun more whiny
- She wants nothing more in a relationship than to be taken care of
- So of course you eat her out while she's in bed catching up on her kdramas
- Loves sitting on your lap too
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Thanks for reading, asks are open for anything :) Lmk if there's any mistakes
Dreamcatcher - Reaction to Reader Having A Sinus Infection/ Cold (Requested!)
a/n: two posts in less than a week???? who is this more motivated panda??? jk i'm trolling myself but i really wanted to have the two requests done in the same week. also happy jiu day!!! here's to the hope that her fic won't come out three weeks late! :] ❤️
tw: gruesome descriptions of a cold, food mentions, my brain went brrr when it got to Dami's section so hers is longer
related fic: le sserafim's version
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Prompt: You swear you didn’t feel this terrible yesterday. All you had was a bit of congestion and a scratch in your throat. Today, when you woke up, you could barely lift your head off of the pillow due to the congestion in your head. You were sure that you had enough snot to fill a trash can within your two nostrils. All you wanted to do was lay down and rest, but the ding of your phone causes you to lift your head again.
My Love: Do you mind if I come over? I miss you :(
You text her back with what you think is a comprehensible answer, and you rest your head against the pillow.
The next moment you’re awake, your girlfriend is sitting right next to you. So much for self-isolation.
“Darling, I’m here for you.”
JiU’s voice and gentle touch pulls you out of your slumber. You sniffle for a bit as she starts to rub your arm in a comforting manner.
“I can tell you’re sick,” She frowns for a moment before softly smiling to herself, “and I’m going to try to help you. What do you need from me?”
You cough into your elbow before sitting up in bed.
“You could cuddle with me, if you don’t mind getting sick?” You joke to yourself before seeing JiU move to your side. “I’m joking, please don’t make yourself sick-"
“If it’ll help you feel better, it’s worth the risk.” She wraps her arms around you as you gently pull her into the bed.
“I always feel better when you’re with me, Minji.”
A stuffed animal to the head isn’t an ideal way to wake up, but it sucks more when you’re sick and your sinus headache flares up immediately.
“You’ve been sick for days, and you didn’t text me earlier?” SuA scoffs as you toss the stuffed animal to the side.
“I would’ve, but I was afraid of that sort of reaction.”
“C’mon, I’m your girlfriend! I can take care of you when you need me. You do the same for me when I need you most.” SuA looks disappointed, and you sigh to yourself.
“Alright, Nurse Bora, you can take care of me. But don’t take it as an excuse to rearrange my whole apartment-” You state as she laughs happily.
“I won’t, I promise! You won’t regret this.” SuA gives you a big hug, which tackles you further into the bed.
“Is this supposed to be healing?” You joke.
“Is it working?”
“Oddly enough, it is.”
“Babe, wake up.”
You rub your eyes before looking over at Siyeon.
“Siyeon-ah?” You croak out before she shushes you.
“I saw the tissues and the medicine on the counter. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s wrong,” She looks around in her bag for a moment, “but it does take a genius for me to remember my gift for you.”
Siyeon continues to dig in her bag as you grab your water.
“Siyeon, it’s okay, I’m just happy that you’re here with me,” You try to reach out to her with your hand, but she’s preoccupied, “Siyeon?”
Siyeon pauses for a moment, blinks twice, before gently placing her hand on her forehead.
“I forgot your care package at the dorms, I’m so sorry-”
You go to grab Siyeon’s hand, and you successfully do so before tumbling out of bed.
Siyeon laughs as she lays on top of you, apparently you pulled her down with you, and you find yourself doing the same.
“Feel better?” She smiles at you.
“I do.”
You wake up, alone, and you attempt to reach for your phone, but it’s not there anymore. You fumble in the dark for a few moments before a soft light appears next to you. Handong (who looks absolutely beautiful in the light) sits next to you.
“Sorry, love, your phone was almost dead and I wanted to make sure it was charged for you.” Handong adjusts the light as you cough and sit up in bed. “I wasn’t sure you were in the mood for company.”
“I’d rather have you here.” You weakly say. “Thanks for coming.”
“Good, because if you asked me to leave, I would’ve stayed in your living room until you passed out from exhaustion or fell asleep.”
“Geez, Handong, it’s like you’re obsessed with me or something. What a perv~” You chuckle as she scoffs before lightly smacking you. “Wow, hurt the ill. Way to prove a point.”
“Glad you’re feeling better.” She smiles before rubbing your shoulder. “You deserved that, by the way.”
“I disagree, you’re so mean to me.” You whine before laughing alongside her.
"Hey Siri!”
You raise your head, checking for Yooh’s phone, before burying your head back into a pillow.
“She’s not here.” You mumble to yourself.
Yoohyeon calls out to her phone, again, before opening the door to your room.
“Have you seen my phone?” She asks as you rise from your bed.
“No, I don’t think you’ve been in here. I would've woken up earlier if you had been.”
“Oh, you’re totally right!” She closes the door for a moment before opening it again. “I bought a few things from the store, and I’m going to order food when I can find my phone. Just stay in bed until you feel better, and I’ll bring you everything, alright?”
“Yooh, it’s okay, I can get out of bed.” You try to pull off the covers, but Yoohyeon’s disapproving glare causes you to stay in bed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you… once I find my phone.” She sighs to herself before facing away from the door. “Hey Siri!”
You’re happy to have Yoohyeon as a caretaker since you know she’ll take good care of you once her affairs are in order, of course.
Before you rise out of bed, you pull the mysterious, foreign (wet?) object from your face. When you realize that it’s a washcloth, you put it back onto your face. Laying down with that thing on your head feels like the best thing possible, since it helps relieve your headache.
Unfortunately, the drainage from your nose prevents you from completely lying down. You suffice for a half-up, half-down method of lounging before reaching for your phone.
Your hand meets a glass of water before your phone, and you happily drink from it as you are provided with some temporary relief from your sore throat. You wonder who did all of this… you didn’t text anyone, did you?
When you get to your phone, you notice multiple missed calls and messages from Dami.
My Love: I’ll be over in a few minutes, I need to grab a few things from the dorm.
Are you alright? You haven’t answered me yet.
One of your work friends texted me that you called out sick, so I’m guessing that you’re resting. If you see this, I’ll be there when you wake up.
“Dami, honey, where are you?” You call out to her before coughing.
“I’m in the living room, darling. Do you want me to come in?” Dami asks from the other side of the door. “I came in earlier to put a washcloth on your face since you were running a fever, and then I grabbed water in case you wanted it.”
“You can come in, if you want.” You set the water down as Dami opens the door. “Thanks for the water and the washcloth.”
“I don’t mind helping you out since it looked like you needed it.” She says before a light smile breaks out onto her face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Thanks, Dami,” You sit up fully and readjust the washcloth, “I appreciate the sentiment. Hopefully, you weren’t busy before you came over.”
“I wanted to see you, anyway. How are you feeling?”
“Not great, but I’m managing. I get these sinus infections every year.” You shrug to yourself. “They’re terrible, but after a day or two off of work, I’ll be back to myself… mostly.”
She smiles to herself before looking you over again.
“If there’s anything you need, at all, I can get it for you.”
“Thanks, love, I appreciate it.” You say before Dami closes the door and leaves you to get more rest.
“Why did you text me? I'm right here next to you.” Gahyeon grumbles for a moment before turning to face you. “Listen, I know you're upset with me for getting you sick, but I'll make it up to you-”
“-with hugs and kisses and lots of affection?” You force your cutest expression as she tries to hold back her laughter.
“I was going to offer to pay for dinner, but I can go for the free option if you would like.” She wraps her arms around you after you pull her closer. “I'm really sorry, babe, I didn't mean to get you sick after you took care of me.”
“It was worth it, seeing you so happy. I'd do it all over again for you.” You say before covering your mouth for an incoming cough.
“You're so sweet,” She blushes as she mumbles into your chest, “and I love you so much.”
You hear her sniffle as you chuckle to yourself.
“I love you too, every bit of you. And you don't need to apologize for getting me sick, I was probably infected before I came over to your place.”
You both laugh as your ailment drifts toward the back of your mind, at least until you feel the urge to sneeze.
Summary: As the 8th member of Dreamcatcher, you struggle with your growing attraction towards your members, because, in your mind, loving seven different people isn’t natural and couldn’t possibly be considered acceptable by any normal human being… so why would they be okay with it?
“It- it’s wrong.”
“You love us, how is there anything wrong with that?”
Warnings: angst, brief mentions of homophobia, mild sexual content
The audience's excited screams echoed around the arena as we all waved our goodbyes, fading only when the lift lowered us beneath the stage, yet never leaving my mind completely. Even when our managers herded us into two separate black vans that would be taking us to a nearby hotel, the adrenaline pumping through my veins and the dull roar of what sounded like waves rushing in my ears from a night of being stimulated by loud music were permanent reminders of the performance we had just put on.
Kcon LA. It was a big deal for a group of our scale. And, after singing in front of a crowd of that size (one bigger than we had ever seen before), I could tell the members were feeling as elated as I was. If the way Bora pulled me down the hall when we arrived at the hotel and shoved me into our shared room with Minji and Siyeon following closely behind was anything to go off of, I'd guess I was about to experience what being on the receiving end of the dancer's excited energy entailed. I didn't know whether to be excited myself or utterly terrified.
Luckily I was able to convince them to let me have the first shower—which they only agreed upon under the promise that I would stay up to entertain them (not sure what that meant exactly, but I was honestly too afraid to ask)—and immediately took the first chance I got to slip into the bathroom before any chaos ensued. Just fifteen minutes later, my sore muscles had been soothed by the warm water and I was drying off, finally allowing myself to wind down for the night. My conflicting feelings for the members had really been getting to me lately, but I was thankful our busy schedule helped keep my mind off of it.
Though, I had a feeling those emotions would become unavoidable sooner rather than later when I realized I forgot to grab a change of clothes from my suitcase. Even more unfortunately, the only towels in the bathroom were borderline too small to cover all of my... assets.
Fantastic.
Wrapping the towel around me as best as I could, I crossed my fingers hoping the members occupying the hotel room had left to get some food or weren't paying attention before I opened the door. Though, my luck ran short not even two steps out of the bathroom when Siyeon began cat-calling me.
"Yah, sexy," she shouted. I froze, looking over at her timidly. "Come over here. Don't be shy." The singer was clearly joking around, but that didn't stop me from blushing at her words.
"What?" Bora laughed at Siyeon's weird behavior. Seconds later, her curious head popped out from behind the wall where she had been sitting to see what the older woman was looking at. I wanted to strangle Siyeon the moment Bora's eyes widened at the sight of me. "Ooooh," she exclaimed, her eyes shamelessly raking over the bare skin my towel failed to cover while a smirk creeped onto her lips.
Attempting to ignore them, I walked further into the room in search of my suitcase. That only made things worse when Minji was finally able to see me and they all started making shocked and impressed noises. "Ooh, so sexy," Minji doted. My cheeks burned being the center of attention and feeling incredibly exposed.
"Omo, jagi," Bora started, "did you come to give us a show?"
My heart skipped a beat.
"Yah!" I shouted in surprise, stopping to look back at her. Actually seeing all of their eyes on me, confirming that they really had been staring this whole time, made my knees go weak. "I forgot to grab a change of clothes, alright?" My voice came out angry, but they caught the hint of a smile on my lips before I could hide it.
Bora started giggling. "Look at how embarrassed she is." Her finger pointed up at me as if they weren't all already looking.
Siyeon laughed, but Minji scolded, "Yah, leave her alone." I nearly fell for how caring the leader sounded, but then I noticed her eyes lingering for a second too long on my bare thighs. She was just as bad as them.
"Oh c'mon, you like it too, unnie," Siyeon said, "don't kill the fun."
"Yeah, the best part's just starting," Bora scooted to the edge of the bed. "I haven't even gotten to touch her yet." My eyes blew wide and I only had a split second to guard myself before the small woman launched from the bed and ran over to start groping me.
"Don't touch me!" I yelled. With one hand holding up my towel, I only had one left to try and block her attacks. This allowed the main dancer to get a few quick squeezes of my thighs and one of my ass over the towel before I ran to the other side of the room, out of her reach. "Stop it," I squealed as she chased after me.
Bora was all giggles while I was full on panicking—for several reasons. Before I could seek safety in the bathroom, the small woman stopped me halfway with a shove. Minji was yelling at us to not get hurt and Siyeon was just laughing as they watched the whole thing pan out. The atmosphere changed quickly though when Bora pinned me against the wall. Even with her being a head shorter than me, I still felt trapped. My pulse throbbed in my ears as I breathed heavily from both the running and the way Bora's small hands had felt against my bare skin.
Miraculously, I had managed to keep the towel on with one hand while the other held cautiously onto Bora as she stood on her tippy toes so that we were nearly face-to-face. Her hands were not as innocent, one at the base of my neck, teasingly traveling downwards while the other lay flat against my stomach, pushing my back into the wall. We were so close that her nose nearly brushed mine when she looked down, not-so-subtly admiring the curve of my breasts revealed by the towel. Her other hand traveled lower, getting a feel for the skin on the back of my thigh.
"You're not even going to give me a little peek?" She whispered just for us to hear, her fingertips dragging closer to what she really wanted to feel. I found my mind fixated on that word: me. It was no longer an us. She didn't care about playing it up for the others. No, it was just her who wanted it now.
Her eyes flicked up to mine, showing me the want deep within them as her fingers gripped the curve if my butt. "Unnie," I gasped, feeling at a loss for words. She had done this stuff plenty of times. The teasing, the flirting, even the ass-grabbing. She was Kim Bora after all. It was to be expected. What was not expected though was the hint of desperation I caught from her in that moment. If she happened to be feeling any fraction of what I had felt for her in the past two years, I knew she was searching for any sort of confirmation or reciprocation of her own feelings from me. And this felt like a confession.
I found myself involuntarily glancing down at her lips. So many countless nights I had spent imagining what they might feel like against mine, overwhelmed by an excited thrill wondering if she'd be just as aggressive in intimate moments as she was normally or if she'd break character, acting more calm and submissive. All these possibilities made my stomach burn and I knew I should stop before my arousal became evident on my thighs, but it was so hard to when she was looking at me like that.
The fact that her and I were not alone was a rude awakening the moment Minji appeared next to us, pulling Bora away just before either of us could lean in and do something we might regret later. Had I not known any better, I might've considered Minji's stern gaze and cocked jaw a sign of jealousy as she berated the younger member for touching me in such a way. But I did know better, brushing it off as merely her protectiveness required as our leader. With no shortage of fussing, the dancer eventually let in, giving me one final once-over before allowing me to grab my clothes and retreat to the bathroom.
When I was successfully clothed, I returned to the room to find the unnie line carrying on as if nothing had ever happened. It had me debating if it was all a dream, but the sting of Bora's firm grip on my sensitive skin still lingered, evidence enough of the encounter. After something like that, they normally wouldn't shut up about it, finding joy in teasing me for days on end. The unusual silence seemed strange. Still, it meant less embarrassment for me, so I gladly ignored it, settling down on the bed Bora was currently on the edge of.
About half an hour of casual conversation had passed between the four of us without anything eventful occurring. It wasn't until Bora started getting loopy from her increasing tiredness that things began to ramp up once more. I made the mistake of joking about her loud voice surely sending everyone in the audience home with hearing problems, resulting in her initiating a wrestling match between us on the bed. She griped at me for being such a 'brat,' grabbing and violently shaking any body part of mine that she could get ahold of.
I couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably at the sensation of her tiny hands pinching at my skin and how easy she was to offend, and now I was beginning to understand why Yoohyeon found it so fun to toy with her. Well, that is... until Bora landed on top of me, straddling my hips with a suddenly very different goal in mind. The abrupt change in mood had my body stilling completely under her. When I dared to meet her stare, I caught a glint of mischief in it that surely couldn't be leading anywhere good.
Like before, her hands pressed down on my stomach to keep my back flat against the bed. Tilting her head to the side, she looked down at me, raising her eyebrows up once before lowering them again. "Your move," she smirked, already conducting another one of her games that would surely end in chaos.
Looking to my left, I noticed Minji and Siyeon watching us with cautious eyes. There was this sort of rush it gave me, just like the concert, that dared me to continue. They had so often tested the boundaries of our relationships, so why couldn't I do the same? Knowing that it would surprise them made it seem that much more tempting. Now that I wasn't exposed and had been handed back the control, I wanted to give them a show.
So, without even considering the repercussions of my actions, I grabbed Bora's hips and pushed her over. She squealed in shock when I ended up on top of her, my body resting between her legs. "Your move." A satisfied smile formed on my lips when I heard the other two members let out mumbles of surprise. Bora didn't allow me to bask in my victory much longer, always insistent on one-uping me. She liked when I got like this more than she'd ever care to admit and was eager to take it a step further.
Her arms previously resting on my shoulders slithered up to my neck and with one firm tug, I was leaning over her, so close that I could feel her breath on my lips. Now I knew I was in over my head. Her beautiful features and her fingers intertwined around the back of my neck locking me into place made it difficult to breathe. Every spark, every chill, every heart flutter that she had ever made me feel resurfaced all at once and seared itself permanently into my chest. There was never any denying that I was attracted to her—I mean, look at her. Who wouldn't be?—but now, as I lost myself in the inescapable pull of her soft, brown eyes, there was absolutely no denying that I was in love with her.
"Your move," she whispered the softest whisper I had ever heard leave her mouth, never once looking away. Her eyes seemed to be communicating in ways that her words couldn't and the expectant, even hopeful look in them had me convinced this is exactly what she wanted.
So, I gave it to her.
The moment my lips met hers, time seemed to stand still. I felt her inhale, forcing her to press further up into me as her fingers tightened at the nape of my neck. My mind went completely blank finally feeling how silky and warm her lips were against mine. They were impossibly softer and her kiss gentler than I could've ever imagined. And I certainly wasn't counting on the fact that she wouldn't want to pull away, holding me there a few precious seconds longer than what I assumed normal.
After what felt like hours, she loosened her grip on my neck, letting me release her lips slowly. The loss of pressure elicited the sound of a light smack, sending an unexpected sensation of pleasure through my body. Her eyes fluttered open to meet mine, appearing dazed and intoxicated by the kiss. Within those few seconds, she granted me a look at the real Bora: the one beyond all the playful, unserious facades she put up. The one that was really as soft and vulnerable and desperate for love as the rest of us were. And knowing that she trusted me enough to give me a glimpse into her heart had me bearing my own for her to take claim of.
However, doubt was quick to take hold of my thoughts when Bora's eyes widened, concealing her initial reaction with an over-dramatic expression of shock. As she laughed incredulously before glancing to her left, I became all too aware of my surroundings. "Jinjja," she yelled, a smile of disbelief painting her lips. I followed her eyes, spotting Minji and Siyeon both mirroring her surprise, mouths drawn open and eyes blown wide.
The weight of my actions came crashing down, suffocating me with unavoidable feelings of regret and embarrassment. How did I really expect this to turn out anyways? Desperate to find an escape from their stares, I hid my face in Bora's neck, clutching her sides as if I could disappear into her.
"Can you believe her?" Bora played it up, pretending like she didn't kiss me back with just as much—if not more—conviction.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled ashamedly, but her neck muffled my voice. God, why didn't I think this through? Reluctantly pushing myself up, I looked down at her shyly. "I'm sorry," I repeated.
Bora paused, her smile faltering as she took in my humiliated expression. I almost thought she was going to reassure me, until a look of uncertainty crossed her own eyes. "Yah," she covered it up, her smile only growing, "look at how red her face is." She raised her hand to point a finger at me like she had done before and laughed. Though she didn't have much room to talk, a pink blush tinting her own cheeks.
"Unnie," I whined, rolling off of her to lay on my back and hide my face in my hands. When would this night ever end?
Following a few more jokes, Bora eventually stopped pestering me about it for the moment. Still, I couldn't ignore the knot that settled in my stomach with the uneasiness lingering in the air between us. Their reaction had been both expected and unexpected. Obviously I knew they'd be shocked, but the three oldest members struck me as the type that would encourage this sort of behavior. In the past I even caught myself wondering if any of them had shared a kiss in the privacy of the dorms out of genuine physical attraction or just pure curiosity. In my mind, it seemed more than probable given the fact that pursuing romantic relationships outside of the group wasn't exactly allowed as well as the inkling I had about at least a couple of the members having a preference for women. Yet, now with all of them appearing avoidant and standoffish after the kiss, I wasn't so sure.
Did I read them all wrong? Did I completely fabricate the concept of them being accepting of that sort of thing because of their touchy and flirtatious tendencies? Most of all though, did I entirely misjudge Bora's reactions to the entire thing?
After all this, I was beginning to think I didn't know anything at all.
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It was just a few days after we'd traveled back to Korea and I couldn't seem to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the kiss with Bora over and over again, encouraging me to over-analyze every single little detail. The prospect that I had crossed a major line was stressing me out, to say the least. Strangely, the whole thing also made me feel sad. That part confused me the most. Maybe I wanted her to tell me it was okay. Or maybe I wanted her to even admit that she liked it. But really, what could I expect her to say with the other two members watching? I wasn't completely oblivious to the fact that she wanted it, but even then, how could I be sure that it meant anything real to her? That it wasn't just playful?
Deciding that overthinking was doing me no good, I left my room and went into the kitchen. It was dark and quiet, the other members having gone to bed a couple hours ago. The dim lights on the bottom of the cabinets illuminated the area enough for me to find the handle of the fridge. When I opened it, bright, blue, artificial light came pouring out, forcing my eyes to squint as they adjusted. I wasn't feeling particularly hungry, but I needed something to satiate my mind. A bottle of water would surely suffice.
As I reached out for one, I felt a whoosh of air and the sensation of hands sliding across my hips from behind. My entire body went rigid as my mind instantly assumed the worst. Even though I had slowly grown used to the abundance of physical affection my members gave me, the timing and scenario had me in a momentary panic.
Before I was able to do anything drastic, arms snaked all the way around my waist and I felt a warm, feminine figure press against my back. "It's just me," the familiar voice of our group's main vocalist said softly near my ear as she rested her chin on my shoulder. I let out a breath of relief, resting my hands on top of hers that had found their way beneath the hem of my t-shirt. Though, it was less calming and more nerve-wracking given my growing attraction to the older woman.
Having her this close allowed more opportunities for embarrassment, or, in her case, teasing. Though, the feeling of her lips pressing gently to my cheek elicited less of a flustered feeling and more of a depressed one. The memory of Bora's response to my kiss suspended permanently in the forefront of my mind, preventing me the luxury of indulging in the idea that little touches like these were glimpses into a deeper truth.
I should've known all along that I'd never be able to have what I truly wanted—never be able to fulfill my heart's deepest desire—but that reality hurt too much now that it had finally revealed itself. Obviously I knew I couldn't have all of them. Giving your heart to two different people with the promise of sharing it equally was arguably unrealistic, so offering it up to seven with that same promise was absolutely absurd. Still, I tried to hold out hope for as long as possible. And the way they all seemed to reinforce their feelings for me on a daily basis only made that hope grow at an alarming rate. How was I supposed to stop my wishful thinking when every thing they did confirmed that it could be a possibility?
"Couldn't sleep?" Siyeon asked, grounding me.
I sighed, feeling exhausted by my emotions, and finally allowed myself to lean back into her welcoming embrace, ignoring the way my heart fluttered at her warmth. "Yeah."
Siyeon unraveled one of her arms from around me to close the fridge door. Missing my opportunity to grab a water didn't bother me as much as it might've had I not gotten a little nauseous from the sickening pain my thoughts brought on. Even though she seemed to be enjoying this quiet moment between us, Siyeon slowly spun me around in her arms. I didn't meet her eyes, anticipating the questioning that would surely follow my admission.
"Jagi," her fingers reached up to brush a hair out of my eyes. "What's wrong?" she said in such a way that had me believing for a split second that she might know what I was going through, but the thought fleeted almost instantly. There's no way she could've.
"Nothing," I replied simply, though even I knew it didn't sound convincing. Clearly it wasn't nothing, but I had already made up my mind that talking to her about it (or any of them, for that matter) would do no good. It's not like she could fix everything and magically make the members fall for me like I'd fallen for them.
Her hand rested on my cheek and she spoke carefully, "I can tell it's not nothing." The tone of her voice compelled me to finally glance up at her.
The look in her eyes was all-too-familiar to me. She worried for her members, sometimes too much, because she cared for us so deeply. And this look told me she knew something was wrong and wouldn't be leaving until it was made right again. It truly was one of the things I loved most about her—her undying protectiveness for her loved ones—but now I was growing to dread it. Fear it, even. Because she had me dangling off the edge of admitting it all to her right there, one slip away from slinging my arms over her shoulders and letting her hold me as I shed every last tear I had stored inside of me.
"It's nothing serious, really." I looked down with a forced smile, hoping she'd just let it go. Though, deep down, there was this desperate cry inside of me, begging for her to continue prodding until I had no other option but to spill everything. All I needed was that one final shove off the cliff to get these unbearable secrets off my chest.
"Y/NN," she said sadly, rubbing her thumb across my cheek. "Is this about the kiss?" Her question made my heart grow ten times heavier in my chest and my eyes darted up to meet hers in surprise. How did she know?
"What, no! Of course not," I rushed out, feeling much too exposed for my own liking. If anything, I was preparing to explain the entire situation to her myself—if I did end up caving. I never could've expected her to know precisely what was bothering me. It made me feel ridiculous. Did I really make it that obvious? But Siyeon wasn't looking at me in a degrading or amused way. In fact, the look in her eyes was so frighteningly sympathetic and understanding that I was almost totally convinced she might even be struggling with the same sort of dilemma. At the thought that I wasn't alone in my suffering, my nose started burning, warning of oncoming tears threatening to fall and expose everything I've tried so tirelessly to conceal. Did she really understand?
"Oh, jagi," Siyeon frowned when she noticed my eyes turn glassy and my bottom lip quiver. The reality that the kiss I was crying over probably meant nothing to anyone else but me made me feel pathetic, yet Siyeon never once seemed to judge me. "Come here," she said, giving me no possible option to refuse her offer of consolation. I obeyed anyways as she gently guided me over to the couch, losing all strength to refuse once the onset of my breakdown approached.
The back of my thighs barely touched the cushions before the older member was pulling me into her chest. That was enough to crack through the dam stifling my endless pool of tears, and now there was nothing to keep them from flowing freely. "It's okay," Siyeon cooed softly, rubbing my back in soothing circles as I cried into her shirt. "I know. It's okay," she reassured and repeated the same phrase over again for the next few minutes, allowing me plenty of time to get everything out.
When the tears began to subside, sobs dwelling to quiet sniffles, Siyeon turned to grab something. I sat up and watched as she pulled a tissue from a box on the coffee table. Without saying anything, she turned to hold my chin and started wiping the tears off my cheeks. As I watched her face, the noticeable shiny glint in her eyes and the way her jaw clenched while she took in my (probably pitiful) appearance hinted that she was likely fighting back tears of her own. Guilt twisted in my gut knowing that I was being selfish burdening her with my pain and not even considering the hurt it might have caused her to see me in such a state.
"I'm sorry," I croaked out, grabbing her wrist.
Siyeon halted her actions, eyes flicking up to mine. "Don't apologize." Her voice was firm, but not angry. "Especially for this."
I shook my head. Why did she have to be so selfless? "You should be sleeping right now, not having to deal with this," I motioned to myself.
She put the tissue down and grabbed my hands, pulling me closer to her. "If you really think I could sleep peacefully right now knowing how you feel, then you must not know me that well." A gentle smile pulled at her lips and her voice softened, "I'd do this every night in a heartbeat if that's what you needed." The sincerity in her words had me on the brink of tears once more. There was no doubt in my mind that she meant every word she said.
I pouted. "Quit it," I mumbled, letting go of her hand to shove her shoulder. "You're gonna make me cry again." My words had her laughing. Feeling a bit more relieved after shedding some of the tears I had bottled up, I was able to laugh with her.
As our laughter died down, Siyeon leaned into me, showing off her beautiful smile. I admired it, feeling a swell of pride in my heart knowing I was the cause of it. It was honestly kind of unbelievable. Here I was, interrupting her sleep and ruining her shirt, yet I was also somehow the one making her laugh and bringing her joy. How could I be so lucky to find myself on the receiving end of such unconditional love? And how could I possibly consider myself deserving after feeling like such a burden?
Siyeon's forehead met mine, drawing me from my thoughts. As if the contact allowed her to hear my thoughts, she caressed my cheek and washed my worries away with three simple words. "I love you." It came out as a whisper, almost like she was telling me a secret. That stubborn spark of hope that I had tried so hard to stomp out the past few days ignited while we shared a moment staring into each other's eyes. The absolute last thing I needed right now was another intimate moment that I'd spend hours on end reading too much into—considering how that ended up with the whole Bora thing—but I could already feel my heart clutching onto those words and savoring the loving look in her eyes as if they were the blood that kept it pumping.
A breath unevenly slipped past my lips when Siyeon finally pulled away, giving me space. I relaxed back into the couch, straightening myself out and staring down at my hands in my lap to avoid her gaze. She shifted, angling her body and propping her head up with her elbow on the back of the couch to look at me.
"So," she trailed off, "do you want to talk about it?" Her voice was delicate, like she was afraid she'd speak too loud or say the wrong thing that would send me into another breakdown or scare me off entirely.
I hummed in indecision while I distracted myself, playing with the two adjustable strings dangling from the waistband of my sweatpants. The longer I debated it, the more I started to doubt how Siyeon would actually react. What if she just assumed I liked Bora? Or what if she doesn't think it's that at all? How would she really feel if I told her I was in love with seven different people? Any normal person would think I was insane.
Her right hand cut my thoughts short, laying on top of both of mine to stop my fidgeting. "What if I start?" she offered when I made eye contact with her.
I couldn't be sure what she possibly had to say, but, in my mind, it seemed like a better option than going first. So I agreed. "Okay," I swallowed thickly, suddenly feeling the nerves creeping back in. Now I was regretting not grabbing that bottle of water.
Siyeon released her head from her left hand and sat up straight, using both hands to grab one of mine and started softly pinching the back of it. I just hoped she didn't notice how cold my fingertips had gotten or the goosebumps that riddled my skin. "I think I have an idea of what you're going through, and I don't ever want you to feel like you have to hide this from us."
The words hit me all at once and the racing thoughts that followed were overwhelming. I was so busy trying to figure out what she thought she knew, I couldn't even appreciate how sweet her words were. She seemed to hit the nail on the head, but what she said could've applied to almost anything. There was still no way she could've known I was in love with all of them, let alone one of them.
I found myself struggling to respond. "But, this is..." my eyebrows furrowed as I focused my attention on the couch under us, face flushing at the idea of giving away too much. "This is different."
"I know," she responded immediately, as if she expected that exact reply out of me, drawing my eyes up to her. "I see the way you look at us," her voice was cautious but it didn't stop my pulse from racing, "and how you react when we touch you." Oh god, I was so obvious.
I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and panicked all at the same time. "Unnie-"
"It's okay," she cut me off, placing her hand on my waistband. "You don't have to be shy," she whispered, scooting closer. The proximity had me burning up. I had to turn my head away from her in order to focus my thoughts.
Alarm bells were ringing in my mind, alerting me that my secret had been found out. But which one? She couldn't know the whole truth, could she? No. She had to be talking about my attraction to women. "It's-" I hesitated. Was I really ready to tell her? "It's not just that." An unsteady breath left my mouth.
"Jagi, I know. We know," she emphasized. "Maybe the younger members haven't made it as obvious, but surely you've seen the way we look at you, too."
...there's no way. I must've misheard...
"I thought our flirting made it pretty obvious," Siyeon said lowly, slipping her hand under my shirt to rub her fingers against my stomach, but I was unable to react to any of it.
"You flirt with everyone," I mumbled subconsciously, my brain slowly breaking down in its spastic attempt to process everything hitting me at once. She knew.
Her warm laugh filled the room, momentarily startling me out of my mental breakdown, "okay, fair point." Right about now, I was ready to wake up in bed and realize this entire thing was a dream. It even felt like one when I started to get lightheaded. Siyeon leaned in even closer, fingers dipping dangerously below my waistband, inches away from turning this moment into something exponentially more intimate. "But it's different with you," she whispered, making the skin under her hand burn as a fire began to flare up between my legs.
My mind wouldn't give in, refusing to let me accept this as reality and bask in it like I'd wanted to for so long. It all felt wrong. She shouldn't even know, let alone be okay with it, let alone confirm my delusions??? This wasn't right. Where was the lack of acceptance, the judgement, the disgust? No normal person reacted this way. She couldn't actually mean it.
I tilted my head up, searching her eyes frantically for any sign of dishonesty. "How are you so okay with this?" I asked in disbelief. "It's unnatural. Y-you should be freaked out by it!" I stuttered as I felt the emotion choking me up again.
"It's not unnatural at all," Siyeon said, voice laced with sadness once she started to realize how I felt. "And why would I be freaked out by it?" How could you not be? How is it not unnatural?
How could you be so accepting of something that I've hated myself for feeling for the last two years?
"It- it's wrong, Siyeon," I whispered, a single tear sliding down my cheek.
In the blink of an eye, she was grabbing my chin and wiping the sadness away. "You love us," she emphasized softly, staring into my eyes, "how is there anything wrong with that?"
Those words made my heart clench painfully in my chest. They were ones that I needed to hear all along, ones that I should've been telling myself this whole time, but they were also ones that my mind still rejected, over and over again. I looked down. "But what would someone think if they found out?"
"No one has to know except for us. And it wouldn't matter anyways." Siyeon shook her head, closing her eyes for a moment as if looking for the right words to say. When she opened them again, I saw a universe of stars in them as specs of light bounced off their now teary exterior and I felt an equally limitless amount of love radiating from them. "All that matters is that you're happy. That we're happy. And I won’t let anything get in the way of that."
I stayed silent, really, truly allowing myself to soak in her words. She was right. Even my mind couldn't argue with that one. The ultimate goal was to be happy. To make them happy. Why would I possibly refuse when that happiness was right at the tip of my fingers?
Choking back my tears, I tried to keep my hopes low and remain realistic. "How do you even know it's really what the other members want?" I whispered weakly, no longer caring if I sounded insecure. All my cards were out on the table now, there was no point in trying to hide from her any longer.
"Honestly, I don't for sure. That's something you'll have to figure out on your own." She frowned sympathetically. Regret was already starting to sneak in and the idea of being rejected or having to choose between any of them had my heart aching. "But, you know, Bora hasn't stopped talking about you since that night," Siyeon's lips turned up in amusement.
"What?" I blurted out.
"She's been acting like it didn't affect her, but I know it did. She just won't admit it out loud." Everything that came out of her mouth was sounding less and less believable by the second. Had Bora really been thinking about the kiss as much as I had? "And Minji," Siyeon let out a short chuckle, "Minji is so clearly jealous. It's funny how they try to act indifferent. It's pointless, really. They're so painfully obvious." Minji... was actually jealous?
For the sake of my rapidly and unrightfully inflating ego, I hoped Siyeon wasn't making all of this up. Although, the thought of Bora and Minji fighting over me had me feeling overwhelmingly hot and I was beginning to think this was gonna be way more than I could actually handle. I never prepared for this, because it so surely seemed like a massively far-fetched fantasy... yet here it was, very quickly becoming a reality.
Even faster than I realized when I dared to ask, "And you?"
"Me?" Siyeon smiled, leaning in again. I kept eye contact, heart beating unusually fast as her finger traced my jawline. "Honestly, I'm a little disappointed you gave Bora your first kiss." Her low tone of voice left me feeling dizzy. I couldn't even say anything, frozen like a deer in headlights. Taking advantage of my stillness, she scooted even closer, making it hard to breathe. "Mm," she hummed, her lips ghosting over mine, "you really do get nervous around me, don't you?" She smirked and I subconsciously squeezed my thighs together, clenching my jaw in an attempt to distract my mind from the way she was making me feel.
My silence was enough confirmation for her, giving her the last final push to lean in. All the oxygen was sucked out of my lungs at the sensation of her lips meeting mine. I had been waiting for this moment for so long and somehow I still wasn't prepared for it to actually happened. With Bora, it was short-lived and I had been the one to initiate it. But with Siyeon, her own control and choices were variables that I could've never even considered. And the concept that she started this and that she was kissing me out of her own want made this feel so much better than I ever thought it could. The way she kissed me slowly, savoring every single second, and cherishing the taste and feeling of my lips against hers.
I could tell she was feeling the same when I backed away for a second to catch my breath and she was quick to chase my lips. I held onto her shirt as her hands clutched the sides of my face possessively, her thumbs resting on my jawline. I could feel her staggered breathing against my skin—telling me her heart was racing—while her lips captured mine over and over again in a mind-numbing rhythm. Now I was beginning to think her description of Minji more accurately suited herself. It seemed like Siyeon was jealous of Bora and couldn't wait until she finally got her turn to claim me as her own.
Eventually though, air became a problem, causing her to release my lips. I grabbed her hands that were holding my face while we both fought to catch our breath. She looked down at me, instantly smiling when she saw how affected I was. I felt shy under her gaze and released her hands to plunge into her embrace. She held me tightly as I clutched the back of her shirt, laying my head on her shoulder. A small laugh escaped her mouth, "you're cute."
I whined into her shoulder, "I'm not cute."
"Oh, really?" She teased, the hint of a smile still evident in her voice.
I lifted my head to look at her, hoping it was dark enough so that she couldn't see the blush on my face. "Yeah really," I reciprocated her smile, staring her down and probably failing miserably at looking intimidating.
I watched as she dropped her hands to my waist and moved to rest mine around her neck. "Then prove it," she whispered, cocking her eyebrow in the most attractive way possible.
My stomach bubbled with nervous-excitement once I realized where this was probably leading. Trying to fight a smile, I bit my lip as my eyes darted down to her mouth. From my actions, her tongue swiped out over her own lips to wet them. Before she ever even gave me a chance to act, she was pushing me down onto the couch and taking her place on top of me. Her hand reached out to grab my chin and her thumb moved my bottom lip from my teeth.
"Don't do that," she said lowly in a way that made the pit of my stomach burn. "Unless you want me to do this." One of her hands made its way to the inside of my thigh and she squeezed down, making me gasp in surprise. She seized her opportunity to lean in and slip her tongue past my parted lips. The sensation of it swiping boldly across my own tongue had me clutching her neck for support, feeling myself growing slick just inches above where her hand was placed. I was so shocked that I couldn't do anything in return. I had absolutely no idea what I was supposed to do anyways.
She could probably feel my hesitance because she finished with a kiss and pulled back to look at me. I immediately felt the need to explain my tenseness, "I'm sorry, I don't know what to-"
"It's okay," she let out a small laugh and smiled at me. I avoided her eyes, a bit ashamed by my inexperience since she clearly seemed to know what she was doing. "Hey," she whispered gently, releasing my thigh and using her hand to turn my head to face her, "there's no reason to be embarrassed." Her eyes looked so caring in that moment and I wondered how someone could be so perfect.
I smiled, feeling more shy by the second. "I know, I've just never done this before and you clearly have, so I felt the need to-"
She cut off my rambling, "Hey, hey. I know, it's okay," she laughed, finding my nervousness endearing. Her hand started combing through my hair while she waited for me to relax again. "I have to admit, I'm regretting dating that girl in high school right now because the idea of experiencing all of your firsts with you sounds really fucking romantic," she let out a laugh again, and I couldn't stop the massive grin on my face. Now I was convinced she was actually perfect... or a mind-reader, because she knew exactly what to say to make me fall even harder for her. Before she could continue, I pulled her down to steal a kiss. That seemed like a better way to express how I felt about what she said anyways. Plus, it made her laugh happily and steal another kiss back.
Once she was satisfied, she released my lips to finish what she wanted to say. "But now I'm starting to think the idea of me teaching you is way hotter," she said seriously. I laughed lightly, grateful she could so easily make my nerves go away.
"You want to be my teacher?" I teased, raising my hand to brush my thumb against her thick, bottom lip. She leaned into my touch, her lips parting and her nose grazing mine as she struggled to restrain herself. My throat went dry when an intimidating look flashed across her eyes. It was way more satisfying than I expected seeing her have such a visceral reaction to me. Now I was beginning to understand exactly why they enjoyed teasing me so much. If I knew Siyeon was really this affected by every little thing I did to her, I would've been doing it for years.
"Yes," she breathed out against my lips with such desperation that I couldn't help but smirk. "You have no idea how much I want you."
With no time to even process what she just said, her lips crashed back into mine. Now I knew I was reaping the rewards for my teasing when her kisses were no longer slow and gentle. My hands threaded through her hair while she made out with me, and her own found their way under my shirt. With the stimulating feeling of her fingers traveling teasingly up my abs, I made the mistake of parting my lips once more, granting Siyeon's tongue access to my mouth. Still not knowing what to do, I instinctively pushed her away.
"Unnie-" I mumbled.
"It's okay, baby," she said, breathless, "just relax and follow my lead, okay?"
She kissed me again before letting me reply, "Okay." And then she was back at it, swiping her tongue across my bottom lip, silently asking me for permission. So I let her have it and gripped her neck tightly at the way her warm, slick tongue was making all the blood in my body rush to my core.
She kept going, her tongue exploring a different part of my mouth every time it entered before retreating out to be replaced by her lips. After just a couple times, I felt more comfortable, and allowed my tongue to meet hers. Siyeon rewarded me with a hum of pleasure and handed off the control. She let me experiment, practicing exactly what she did to me on her. I quickly learned that the addicting sensation of my tongue inside of her mouth gave me a sickeningly intense feeling of power and had me turned on to such a degree that it was borderline embarrassing. After that, getting to be the one in charge evolved from really terrifying to way too enjoyable. Something about someone as experienced as Siyeon letting me do whatever I wanted to her was so undeniably hot.
When I finally seemed to get the hang of it, we both pulled back, panting heavily. Though, Siyeon wasn't quite finished yet, trading my lips for my jawline. She slowly planted kisses from the edge of my chin all the way to my ear and I could feel her sporadic breaths bouncing off my skin the entire way. It was like she wasn't satisfied unless her lips were on me. She couldn't get enough of me and it had me wondering if she had imagined this moment a million times before just like I had.
"You're being such a good girl for me," she praised suddenly, sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body.
"Fuck, Siyeon," I whimpered quietly out of instinct, though I knew there was no way she wasn't going to hear it with my mouth just a few inches away from her ear.
"Mm, you like when I call you that, baby?" Her voice came out husky as she gripped my thigh, biting down on my earlobe.
I inhaled sharply, instinctively arching my back off the couch, pressing our chests together. "Oh my god," I breathed out, dripping with arousal.
Siyeon groaned quietly at my reaction. "You sound so fucking sexy, babygirl," she mumbled against my skin.
"This can't be real," I said, making Siyeon chuckle lowly as she started kissing down my neck. "I have to be dreaming right now."
She finally stopped what she was doing and leaned back over my face, "Are you saying you often dream of me doing things like this to you?" The smirk on her face made my stomach twist.
"Unnie, please," I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my heartbeat. If I ever wanted it to resume it's normal rhythm, there's no way I could look at Siyeon's face ever again after hearing those words leave her lips.
She laughed lightly, "you're overwhelmed."
"Thanks for pointing out the obvious," I replied uneasily, only making Siyeon let out a few more quiet laughs before running her fingers through my hair again and kissing my cheek, probably hoping it might help calm me down. "How are you not?" I tried to open my eyes but the second I saw her unrealistically attractive features, I had to close them again. "God, this is way too fucking much for any normal human being to handle."
"I think this is the most I've heard you curse in your entire life," she laughed. I just pulled her down into me, wrapping my legs around her waist. She adjusted her head to answer my question. "And I am overwhelmed, my reaction is just less in the form of almost passing out and more in the form of wanting to kiss you." That finally made me laugh and I turned my head to rest it on hers.
It was quiet for a moment while we stayed locked in each other's embrace and I was sure she could feel my heart pounding like a sledgehammer against my rib cage. Her hands now at the small of my back felt like fire against my skin and I remembered back to what she said a few seconds ago.
"Yes," I answered out of the blue.
She tilted her head back to look at me, "what?"
I finally opened my eyes and scooted to the side so that I could turn my head to look at her face-to-face. The image of her in that moment almost made me turn away. Somehow her slightly messy hair and flushed face made her look a million times sexier than I ever thought possible. It definitely didn't help when I remembered everything she had previously whispered in my ear. I took a deep breath, focusing on my fingers resting against her jawline rather than her eyes so I wouldn't forget how to speak. "You asked if that meant I often dream of you doing things like this to me... and the answer is yes," I explained, the nerves now more evident in my voice.
Without even looking at her entire face, the pull of a smile on her cheek reassured me that I hadn't admitted too much. "Good to know I'm not the only one," she mumbled, pulling my gaze to her eyes. She didn't appear to be lying, maybe a bit timid, but definitely not untruthful. Her eyes stayed on mine as we both started to realize how real this was. It was a relief finally knowing I wasn't completely crazy for feeling the way that I did and that she felt the same. Although, the thought of her picturing me in certain situations suddenly hit me and I felt incredibly shy again, reaching out to grab the collar of her shirt so I could pull her into me.
"What?" She giggled as I hid my face in her neck.
"You're going to be the death of me, Lee Siyeon," I groaned.
"Man, and you haven't even made it to the other six yet," she said seriously.
"Jesus Christ," I spoke in English, eliciting the loudest laugh from Siyeon yet.
The concept of having to go through all of this again with six other members was driving me insane. In that moment, I nearly concluded that it'd be better for my sanity if I just stuck with Siyeon (even though that alone was still detrimental to my sanity).
"Come here," she grabbed my neck loosely and gently pushed me back. "You know, you never said it back to me," she pouted. It took me a minute to understand what she meant, but I eventually remembered.
I looked deep into her eyes, finally letting all of the feelings soak in. And, after tonight, there was no doubt in my mind that my next statement was true, "I love you."
Siyeon beamed, looking over at me like I was the most precious thing in the world to her, and pulled me in for another kiss. This one was unlike the others. It was delicate and sweet and I knew it meant so much more than just a kiss. It conveyed everything she was feeling for me in ways that words couldn't. So I cherished it as if it were my last.
The sentimental moment didn't last long though, a less shocked and more disappointed voice breaking through the silence, "I should've known this is what you were up to." We drew apart, both looking up in surprise, unable to conceal our obvious guilt, finding Minji standing a few feet away with her hands on her hips. Even with the lack of lighting in the room, I could make out the expression of disapproval on the leader's face, like a mother who just caught her teenage daughter in bed with a boy. Realizing her eyes were on Siyeon, I felt somewhat relieved that I wasn't the victim of her scolding... until her gaze shifted to me and hardened in a way that sent chills up my spine.
She really was jealous and I had a good feeling I was just seconds away from reaping the consequences of making out with someone who wasn't her.
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**This oneshot was transferred over from my Wattpad account OT5Stan4Life**
🔮 Dreamcatcher
“This World Doesn’t Deserve You”
(1 Part - completed)
🐶 Yoohyeon x Female Reader
Summary: It’s the end of the world and Y
a/n- I know this is way past new years but oh well (not fully proof read)
The air crackled with anticipation as the year's final hours ticked by. you bustled around the apartment, stinging up fairy lights and arranging colorful balloons, eager to create a memorable celebration for Siyeon and your friends. The soft glow of the twinkling lights filled the room, casting a magical ambiance upon the simple decorations.
Your heart fluttered with excitement as you imagined Siyeon's reaction to the surprise. You hummed a cheerful tune as you placed the final touches on the makeshift photo booth, complete with festive props.
The night promised to be perfect. An intimate gathering of close friends, laughter, and love filled the air until the clock struck midnight.
As the guests began to arrive, the apartment buzzed with lively chatter and the pop of champagne corks. You greeted each friend with a warm embrace, eyes sparkling with joy. The room filled with delightful chaos as music blended with laughter, creating an infectious energy.
Siyeon, stunning in a white dress that accentuated her curves, entered fashionably late, immediately becoming the center of attention. Her presence electrified the atmosphere, and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. Siyeon's eyes sparkled with mischief as she made her way through the crowd, leaving a trail of captivated smiles in her wake.
"Happy New Year's Eve, my love!" Siyeon purred as she pulled you into a tight embrace, her breath warm against your neck. "I have a feeling that tonight will be unforgettable."
You giggled feeling delightful. "It already is with you here, I can't wait to show you what I have planned."
As the evening unfolded the partygoers danced and mingled, creating a joyful blur of movement and sound. Siyeon, always the life of the party, charmed everyone with her quick wit and infectious laughter.
She swayed to the music, her hips moving seductively, drawing your gaze like a magnet. "You look stunning tonight," you whispered stealing a quick kiss as you passed by her. "You're not so bad yourself" Siyeon replied her voice low and sultry. "I can't keep my hands off you, even with all these people around." She stated while smacking your ass gently.
The hours flew by in a whirlwind of celebration. As the countdown to midnight began, Siyeon pulled you close, hearts pounding in unison.
The room erupted in a chorus of cheers and screams as the clock struck twelve. "Happy New Year!" The shouts filled the room accompanied by the pop of champagne and the clinking of glasses.
Couples embraced, sharing passionate kisses, while friends hugged and wished each other well. In the midst of all the chaos, you and Siyeon found each other, lips meeting in a passionate kiss that tasted of champagne and desire. The world around you both lost in a haze of passion.
The party slowly slowed down, guests hugging goodbye and wishing the happy couple a happy new year. as the last of their friends left, Siyeon turned to you, her eyes glinting with mischief and something more. "Now where were we?" she purred, her voice thick with desire.
Your heart raced, knowing that look all too well. Siyeon's eyes had that firey glint, a sign that her inhibitions had been lowered by the generous amounts of alcohol she'd consumed. "I think we were about to continue our celebration, just the two of us." You replied, matching her tone already feeling that familiar heat between you ignite.
Siyeon's lips curved into a mischievous smile, and she took your hand leading you towards the bedroom. The air crackled with anticipation as you both stumbled playfully, giggling like teenagers. Movements becoming more urgent as you reached the sanctuary of the bedroom.
The door clicked shut, sealing the two of you in a private world of your own. Siyeon still buzzing with an alcohol induced confidence, pressed you against the closed door, her hands roaming freely along your body.
"I've been waiting all night to do this," she murmured, her breath hot against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
Moaning softly at Siyeon's touch, you felt a familiar heat pooling in between your thighs. "I love it when you're like this, all wild and untamed."
Siyeon's hands moved to the hem of your shirt, tugging it upwards revealing the smooth skin underneath. "I love when you let me have my way with you."
Your breath caught as her lips trailed kisses along your neck, nipping and sucking gently. "Anything for you, my love," you husked out in a moan.
With a swift motion your shirt was lifted up over your head and tossed aside. Siyeon's hands rough from the nights festivities, traced patterns on your bare skin, eliciting a chorus of sighs and moans.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want to touch every inch of you." Your body trembled under her touch, breath coming in short gasps, "and I want you feel every inch of you too."
The tension in the air thick as Siyeon's hands traveled lower, unbuttoning your jeans with practiced ease. The fabric slid down your legs pooling at the feet of both of you.
Standing in nothing but your lace underwear you hear Siyeon moan softly to herself. "Oh you're so ready for me," she breathed out, her fingers dipping beneath the fabric and stroking your wetness gently.
A low moan escapes your lips as her touch ignites a fire within you, "please Siyeon..."
Siyeon chuckled darkly, her fingers working their magic, making your knees weak. "I love it when you beg."
Your head fell back against the door, body undulating with each stroke of her skilled fingers. "Siyeon, please... I need you."
Siyeon's other hand joined the first, working in tandem to bring you to ecstasy. "Not yet love. I want to taste you first." With that, she dropped to her knees, hands holding your hips possessively.
Breath hitching as her mouth replaced her fingers, her tongue sliding through your folds, eliciting a loud moan. "Ah, Siyeon!" you cried out, hands tangling in her hair, holding her close.
Siyeon's mouth moved with purpose, her tongue flicking and lapping, driving you insane with pleasure. She hummed her approval, the vibrations sending you over the edge.
"Oh, god, I'm gonna..." your words dissolved into a scream of pleasure as your release washed over you, body trembling in Siyeon's arms. She continued to devour you relentlessly, until you were reduced to a quivering mess.
She stood, eyes dark with desire, and kissed you deeply, sharing the taste of your pleasure. "My turn," she whispered against your lips, her hands already working at getting her dress off.
Still riding the waves of your orgasm, you managed to help Siyeon undress, hands exploring the familiar curves of her body. Siyeon's breath hitched as your fingers brushed against her sensitive nipples, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
"You're so beautiful," you whispered as you began to trail kisses down her neck, relishing in the taste of her skin. Siyeon moaned, her head falling back offering herself to your exploration.
"Take me, my love. I'm all yours." Your hands were quick to move lower, stroking her length through her underwear, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. "You feel so good."
"It's all for you," Siyeon breathed out, her hips thrusting forward slightly seeking more contact. Your fingers danced along her shaft, teasing her and making her squirm. "I love the way your body responds to me."
"Please, Y/n" she pleaded her voice thick with need. "I need to fill you."
Your lips curved into a satisfied smile, and you positioned Siyeon on the bed, her body a vision of wanton desire. You climbed onto the bed and straddled Siyeon's thighs.
Eyes locked in a silent communication of lust and need. Siyeon gripped your hips once you had settled on her lap and flipped you over, pinning you to the bed.
"I love you, y/n!" She whispered, her hands guiding herself inside you, filling you slowly. Your breath caught, body welcoming Siyeon's invasion.
"I love you too," you whimpered out as she began to move, setting a slow, torturous pace. She watched as your face contorted with pleasure.
Taking your hands that were gripping the sheets tightly and intertwining them together and bringing them up above your head.
Your body arches up to meet each trust, moans filling the room. "Faster, please," you begged, voice hoarse. Siyeon obliged, quickening the pace, bodies slapping together in a rhythmic dance.
Your cries grew louder, filling the air with the passion you both share. "Fuck, god! yes!" you screamed, body tensing as your release builds.
Siyeon leaned down, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss, tongues dancing as both your bodies moved in perfect harmony. Your climax hit like a wave, back arching off the bed, a scream of pleasure tearing from your throat.
Your body trembled in Siyeon's arms as she moaned into your ear, her own climax taking over her body. She pulled you closer as she slowed her movements.
With Siyeon's head resting on your chest and your fingers running through her long black hair, a contented sign left her lips.
"Happy New Year, my love," Siyeon whispered, voice laced with affection. "Happy New Year to you as well." You husked out, lips pressed against the crown of her head.
pairing: paramedic!siyeon x doctor!reader
genre: angst but there is comfort
word count: 1.8k
warning: description of blood and death, mentions of violence, gore and anything else found in a typical zombie apocalypse setting – please don’t read if you are uncomfortable !
summary: you were supposed to save lives. that’s who you were.
a/n: from the archives lads, this was written in 2021 because of the ost shadow by siyeon and dami, so you know its ancient. also this is open to title suggestions bc im blanking hence the empty banner HFKJDSFHKJSD
In the cramped back of the ambulance, Danoh was fast asleep, curled in your coat and snuggled close to her mother, who gave you a weary smile before shutting her own eyes. Returning the small smile, you turned to look at the stretcher beside them. On it, Ms Park’s oxygen mask lay beside her head as she tried to sleep with her eyebrows pulled to a frown. Her granddaughter, Sieun, on the other hand, had her knees to her chest managing to take up a small portion of the stretcher with dark circles under her eyes as she looked at her unwell grandmother. Sighing at the scene, you squeezed Sieun’s shoulder, bidding her goodnight wordlessly before closing the doors of the ambulance carefully.
After making sure that the lock was secure, you turned to the familiar skyline of your city. The sun had completely vanished behind towering buildings, as the last shades of coral and blue made way for a deep indigo, allowing twinkling stars to emerge—you would’ve never been able to witness this from your apartment. At this distance, your home looked peaceful… and normal. From afar, no one would be able to tell that the streets had been infested with flesh-eating monsters. Shaking your head to thwart away the growing lump in your throat, you looked at the dry sand beneath your boots while you walked to the passenger seat of the ambulance.
The sound of static filtered through the quiet night as soon as you opened the door. Unfazed by your entrance, Siyeon kept fiddling with the radio she’d managed to find. Climbing in, you shut the door soundlessly. For a few moments, neither of you acknowledged each other. Hissing and stray words from the radio elicited sighs of frustration from Siyeon, while you stared at the object separating the two of you—an emergency axe.
There were splotches and specks of burnt umber which couldn’t be scrubbed clean even when you knew they weren't rust. Under filtered moonlight, the end of the blade gleamed silver, terrifyingly sharp and unblemished as if it could sever a thousand more limbs and crush a thousand more skulls while still remaining untainted. You couldn’t say the same about your hands.
That cursed axe had ruined you. Your hands.
The moment flashed across your vision again.
Both your hands gripping Siyeon’s axe. Bringing it down with a swing. And then another. And another. The blade cleaving through skin. Muscle. Bone. Until the head rolled toa stop by your feet. An expression of eternal horror. Cloudy eyes and rotting skin.
You couldn’t pull your stare away from it. You simply couldn’t.
Siyeon had to pull you away.
There was still that phantom sensation of bringing down that axe, saved in your muscle memory now. Your hands shaking. The very same that had been trained to save lives had just taken one.
Unable to take the repulsive image nor the shuffling static anymore, you said under your breath. “There won’t be a broadcast this late.”
The static abruptly stopped.
You startled slightly when Siyeon raised her hand in surrender and away from the radio, before folding her arms and looking out the window. Now instead of rampant hissing, there was endless silence—an enormous suffocating chasm between the two of you, more distressing than that axe.
The relationship between you and Siyeon was a strange one. You were work colleagues, not that your paths crossed often at the hospital, what with her running back and forth from the hospital on this very ambulance while you were running laps around the intensive care unit and operating room. After long shifts and late nights, the two of you have shared thoughts and drinks. Though Yubin had always been there to be a buffer, a mutual connection. You and Siyeon were acquaintances at best.
So when all hell broke loose one night, now almost three weeks back, you were glad she was there. Wielding a bloodied axe, her bleached blonde hair a mess in her face as she guarded and escorted you, Sieun and her grandmother to the parking lot. The four of you took off, and the rest was history. Until, the convenience store two nights back.
With a voice just as quiet as yours, albeit lower, Siyeon asked. “How are they doing?”
Staring at your hands splayed out flat on your knees, you answered. “Fine.” You hesitated, then swallowing your distress, you asked, “when do you think we’ll reach that camp? Ms Park… her condition is worsening. We need to treat her. Quickly.”
Finally, Siyeon turned away from the window to stare at your side—to observe you. She did that often.
Of course, you were thankful for Siyeon. Well, without her, you wouldn’t be here. Alive, that is. However, you’ve seen how paramedics work, how she worked with Danoh and her mother, and how… proactive… she can be when necessary. You spared a quick glance at the axe. This is why when she paused or withdrew, it stunned you. There is a slightly awkward aloofness to her that she masked well with a sombre gaze and brief answers.
Sighing deeply, Siyeon leaned forward to fiddle with the radio once again and mellow static filtered through the speakers. She recalled the broadcasts you’d stumbled upon two nights back and said, “they mentioned a base camp. Up north, not far. So—“
“We’re in the middle of nowhere, Siyeon.”
“—it must be a factory or warehouse,” nonchalant to your comment, she continued, “there’s that industrial sector, you know?”
You bit back the urge to hiss that, no, you don’t know any industrial sectors because you were rooted to the hospital. Instead, you asked, in what you hoped was a level-headed tone.
“And they have the ability to broadcast messages from there?”
“I don’t know, but it's good shelter,” Siyeon said emotionlessly. Factually. Like she did when she wanted a conversation to end.
Once again, there was that smothering stillness between you, only disturbed by the sound of the howling wind rustling the sand accompanied by the faint groans of monsters. On habit, you checked your dying phone to see if Yubin had read your messages, or received them for that matter. Still nothing.
When the screen turned black, you saw Siyeon’s reflection. Her head was turned to look at you, jaw clenched with that fierceness you couldn’t seem to mimic. Her skin was ashen under the moonlight and her once silken blonde hair was wind-blown with brown roots. There were dark circles under her eyes, but even then they were trained with such intensity you doubted if she was actually tired. She studied you like you would a case file, noticing the flaws, reading between the lines, running millions of scenarios before narrowing down to a possible diagnosis.
She was calculating what to say to get you to forgive yourself.
You knew this because ever since you picked up Danoh and her mother at that convenience store, Siyeon had suddenly become more vocal. More concerned. Like… you were some sort of patient.
On the other hand, you’ve been doing your best to ignore her, just like how you pretended her burning gaze didn’t bother you. Before returning to study your hands, you threw your useless phone into the glove box, pushing aside any hope that Yubin might respond.
“You did what you had to.”
Those five words made you clench your fists and had your nails dig into your palm, but you felt how your hands trembled. You were well aware of what she was talking about but you weren’t ready to admit it. Maybe, it was easy for someone like Siyeon to say something like that, to tell herself that to justify her actions but you’re not like her. That lump of regret and self-deirison you’d swallowed began clawing its way up your throat again. There was a tightness around your chest which paralysed you, making you feel the weightlessness of being weak. When you unclenched your hands and turned to study your palms, you witnessed the odd twitches of your fingers, the sudden jerks and incessant shaking, and the growing redness from forming blisters.
“You did what anyone would’ve done,” Siyeon tried again, each word stressed to drill her point in, though it was of no use.
At the sight of you shaking your head, Siyeon groaned. You didn’t want to hear this again, not when your hands were quivering like a leaf. The same hands that you’d spent a decade moulding into perfect stillness, precision, and poise—only to be lost to fear, doubt, and crushing regret.
Whatever lecture Siyeon had prepared, you interrupted before she could begin.
“That's ten years of study and practice and tears—and a lot of money—gone to waste,” you said, voice shaking as much as your fingers, which never stilled even when you clenched your fists again.
“You still have two years of your residency—”
An exasperated scoff escaped your lips as you kept flexing your fingers, hastier with each attempt, anxious to stop the tremors but to no avail. Biting your lip, you tried to steady your breath and blinked furiously at the sight of your hands.
“You did what you had to,” Siyeon repeated, voice gravelly and exhausted.
“We swore to save lives!” you yelled, hitting the dashboard as tears you’ve been holding up for days were finally free. With another dejected slap to the dashboard, you leaned forward and laid your forehead on it and held your aching head. Voice brittle, you said, almost like a whine, “we swore to save lives.”
Only your sobs were apparent in your surroundings for a moment, no doubt shocking Siyeon into even more distance, but something new happened.
Silently, the paramedic moved the axe away from your sight and shuffled closer to you. She wrapped an arm around you, forcing you to turn into her. There you were, crying into her shoulder as Siyeon rubbed circles on your back, consoling you with a gentle voice you’ve only seen her use with Danoh.
“We are saving lives,” she said, after a while when your sobbing had subsided. Siyeon pulled you away from her and wiped away any stray tears. “You are still saving lives—no, look at me.”
Siyeon held your cheek to make you face that intense gaze of hers head on. You recognized that look of determination, that calculating stare as she took note of your features.
“Ms Park is here, in this ambulance, because of you. She’s alive, because of you. Her granddaughter is here, with her, because of you. Danoh is sleeping peacefully in her alive and healthy mother’s arms because you heard her cries and jumped head first into that convenience store, which was super stupid by the way,” that elicited a chuckle out of you and Siyeon’s own lips twitched upward for a second, savouring this moment before she said, “and we’re all here—I’m here… because you—”
Killed.
You knew that.
You did.
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a/n: i actually wanted to make this a larger fic with multiple parts (some of which are half-written) but then i put too much pressure on myself lol. i might post the parts, it might be disjointed tho idk anyway hope you have a good day/night :]
A/N: enjoy! g!p yoohyeon is up next so please stay tuned;)
There was only one thing you were dreaming of right now.
You were craving your bed.
After long 8 hours at work, you felt completely destroyed. Every part of your body was aching and your brain was probably overheated too. You sighed heavily, before locking the door to your apartment behind you. Finally, a moment to yourself - you thought while heading to the bedroom. Heavy raindrops started to fall down from the sky, luckily you got home before they could do you any more harm. The sound of the rain itself was soothing though.
Once your feet managed to drag you into the room, you were met with a heartwarming sight of Siyeon covered with a fluffy blanket. Despite everything, you let yourself smile and approached her.
She was laying on the side, with her back turned to you. Your laptop was located in the legs of the bed with a new tv show playing on it, but Siyeon’s eyes remained closed - meaning she probably fell asleep on accident. You bit your lip in order not to grin too widely, but who were you fooling? You looked like a maniac already.
Maybe there was one more thing you were craving though. Funny, how fast your priorities can change.
“Siyeon, baby.” With a heavy heart, not really wanting to wake her up, you rubbed her back, admiring the way her eyes lazily fluttered open. “Were you sleeping?”
“Hm? No, i wasn’t.” You smirked at Siyeon’s quick attempt at denying reality. She propped herself on elbows and quickly checked the number of episode on the computer. With a defeated sigh, she rubbed her face humming tiredly, “I was watching this new drama.”
“Sure you were.” You pressed a kiss against her soft cheek, a quiet chuckle escaping your lips.
“Well, I was trying to.” Siyeon smiled at you, before adjusting the blanket around her. She sat up against the headboard. “When did you get back?”
“Just now.” You could hear your own smile in your voice, as you fondly studied her messy hair and sparkling eyes embraced by the dark circles underneath.
Siyeon bit her lip bashfully and reached out for you. Then, she pulled you towards her.
“And how was your day?” She asked once you settled down on her lap. Gently, she caressed your hair once you used her chest as a pillow.
“Awful.” Now it didn’t matter though. As long as you were able to be this close to Siyeon, to feel her breaths fanning the skin of your earlobes, to hear her steady heartbeat - you were more than okay.
“Why? What happened, princess?” Siyeon looked down at you with a frown, she watched you carefully not wanting to miss any changes in your expression.
You exhaled loudly and explained what exactly happened. From time to time she nodded, letting you know she understood what you meant, how you felt. Her fingers worked unconsciously, without her approval. Like they had a mind of their own. Siyeon was pinching the skin of your hand, between your knuckles and wrist.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” Once you were done, your girlfriend asked, kissing your temple softly. The room was filled only with the sound of the rain on the other side of the window and your laptop working.
You were very glad she asked.
With a tilt of your head, you looked up at her. She immediately recognized the darker shade of your eyes. A ghost of a smile formed on your lips, as you straighten your neck a bit, leaning in. Hopeful, you stayed in Siyeon’s personal space letting your eyes close. Patiently, you waited for her move, endlessly enjoying the feeling of her hot breath tickling your face.
She cupped your jaw, as if you were made of incredibly fragile glass, but the way she kissed you was a huge contrast to it. Your breath hitched, your lips followed her lead excitedly. Physically, you were trembling in her embrace.
“I’m going to make you feel so good.” Siyeon promised, biting your bottom lip.
In a blink of an eye, her slim arms wrapped around your waist and she switched your positions. You gasped in surprise, automatically opening your legs for Siyeon. It was her absolute favorite place on Earth.
With shaky hands, you pushed her sweatshirt aside, eager to feel the heat of Siyeon’s body. Your touch had her humming into your mouth, the way your fingers traced shy patterns on her toned abdomen made her want to smile. Instead, she swiped her tongue along your lip seductively. The action had you going crazy.
Your girlfriend sat on her knees in order to take her top off, you did the same. No matter how many times you’ve seen her tattoos before, you felt this need to just stop and admire them once again. Your point finger brushed the one on her shoulder with Siyeon’s eyes following curiously. She brought your hand higher, up to her face. Pressing a long kiss on the palm of your hand, she shut her eyes. Next, Siyeon’s mouth was on your stomach, creating a path of love bites down to your anticipating core. She moved almost like a viper on top of your body. So effortlessly, so confident with her touches. Siyeon knew all the right ways to send you into overdrive.
Your eyes fought hard to stay open, wanting to absorb the sight of the love of your life pleasuring you for as long as possible. Although, Siyeon was simply way too good at eating you out.
You covered your mouth with your hand, desperately trying to reduce the whimpers falling from your lips. It actually was a pathetic attempt at hiding what couldn’t be hidden.
From what it seemed, Siyeon planned on making you cum with her tongue, but you were opposite to the idea. True, it felt incredibly, but you needed something else in that moment.
“N-no, Siyeon... s-stop, please.” Admirably, you held back from being carried away to cloud nine.
“Everything okay? What is it?” You had Siyeon worried in a second. She propped herself against the mattress and faced you with wide eyes.
“I need your cock. Please, just make me cum with your cock.” Siyeon smiled from ear to ear and kissed you like she just emerged from the water and you were the air she breathed.
Like a pair of thirsty teenagers, both of you hurriedly reached towards Siyeon’s pants. She pulled them down before climbing back on the bed. You were so ready to get a hold of her massive member when she surprised you by pinning your arms to the bed.
“I am in control here, princess.” Then, she slowly entered you, moaning at how tight you were around her.
“Fuck, Siyeon. It feels so good.” You cried, your back arching slightly.
Helpless, you leaned your head back on the pillows, surrendering yourself to Siyeon.
“That’s right. You can be such a good girl when you want to.” She intertwined your fingers together, as she fucked you hard, easily sliding in and out of your dripping pussy.
Siyeon groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching her member. She sank her teeth into your neck forcefully, satisfied with the purple mark forming as the result.
“S-Siyeon, please. Right there!” The burning hickey on your neck only added to the pleasure Siyeon was providing you.
You rolled your hips, meeting her thrust every time. Finally, Siyeon let go of you and gripped your hips, fully focusing on hitting that spot again. You pulled on her hair, letting your hands explore some more. You were met with a layer of sweat covering Siyeon’s back muscles, you could feel them tensing underneath your fingers, as your girlfriend worked on your body passionately.
“I’m close.” You whimpered, only now noticing the sound of bed squeaking - you wondered for how long had it been heard.
“Come for me, princess. You know you deserve it.” Siyeon nuzzled her face in your collar bone, her scent kept you grounded. Her heavy breaths and low groans also kept you grounded. But her member buried inside you took you to the sky.
A wave of warmth and pure ecstasy embraced your whole form as if you were showering under a refreshing waterfall of blissfulness on a hot day. You kept repeating Siyeon’s name - it felt like the only word you knew in that moment.
“Shit, Y/N.” Your girlfriend panted when she joined you in your little paradise. Her cum slightly leaking out from your spent pussy.
“Stay with me.” You stopped Siyeon when she was about to pull out, your breathing uneven as well.
With a small nod, she let herself rest in your arms. The sound of your heart beating rapidly under her ear reminded her of how sensitive you could be. How delicate you really were. She’ll be the one to keep you safe, she promised to herself. For now though, all she wanted was to cherish your soft touches, to hide in this safe place unreachable for anyone else.
| I hope you all enjoy this lovelies! Remember to take care and rest <3
| After a long day at work, all your girlfriend wanted was to be next to you
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Minji yawned as she stepped through the front door. After taking off her shoes and her jacket, she looked around for you downstairs.
She saw some food on the counter but still no sign of you so she decided on calling for you.
She frowned when she didn't hear any reply. She looked at her phone confused. No text from you and it was 6 pm, you should have been home by now. She pressed your name on her contact list and called.
You immediately picked up
‘’Hi baby!’’
‘’Where are you?’’ You could hear the slight pout in her voice
‘’Why, is everything okay?’’
‘’Yes I was just thinking you’d be home by now’’ she said defeated.
‘’Oh babe I’m just upstairs, I was listening to music and studying, I'm sorry I didn’t hear you!’’
Jiu hung up and raced upstairs, slowly down before opening the door.
‘’Hey, baby!’’ You exclaimed before glancing back down at your notebook
‘’How was your day?’’ You added
‘’Hmm I missed you’’ she said while walking closer to the bed before sitting down.
‘’I missed you too honey, I’ll just finish these quickly’’
She looked over your shoulder, seeing you busy writing a few notes.
After a minute you noticed her closing in on you. Letting her chest press against your back and her head lay on your shoulders.
‘’Im sorry I'm almost done’’ she simply hummed before leaving a soft peck on your neck. She just couldn't help it. She had been thinking about you all day, and now that your soft kissable skin was right in front of her, she had to give it attention.
You giggled at her action, noticing her getting a bit impatient for your attention. You closed your notebook and looked down at her, noticing her slight pout.
‘’You want a hug that bad?’’ You teased her, making her whine
‘’Come here’’ you completely turned to face her, opening your arms wide for her. She immediately let her body rest on yours, head snuggling closer to your heart.
You rocked her from side to side, leaving sweet kisses on her temples. ‘’How was your day baby?’’
‘’Can we just cuddle for now’’ she mumbled against your skin, making you giggle again
‘’Of course baby’’ you replied with another kiss, this time on her lips.
You let yourself completely fall against the pillows, bringing Minji in with you. She let her arms lay on your stomach and her head on your chest.
You placed a blanket over the both of you before reaching for the tv remote.
But before you could reach it, you felt her nudge her head against you repeatedly, even adding a small whine to her plea. ‘’Please play with my hair’’
You could do nothing but obey your wonderful girlfriend, quickly lulling her to sleep after her long day
As soon as Sua finished dance practice, she hurried home. The both of you had been too busy this week to spend more time together than the time you slept. She stepped through the front door and immediately called for you.
It was finally Friday and the both of you had ended early, it was a perfect night to spend time together after a long week.
You heard her and made your way to the entry. You smiled as soon as you saw her. As for Sua, she ran towards you without any warning and engulfed you in a hug. After saving yourself from falling, you spun her around laughing. She clung onto you and let her head rest on your shoulder.
Once you settled her down, she placed one behind your neck to bring you closer before kissing you. She cupped your face and deepened the kiss even more, leaving you smiling.
‘’Missed me?’’ You teased when she pulled back
‘’Yah!’’ She lightly slapped your shoulder ‘’I haven't seen you all week’’ and all in one sentence she had turned from offended to pouting.
‘’I know I'm sorry baby’’
When she clung onto you again that's when you realized her clothes were a bit wet.
‘’Do you come from dance practice’’ you asked still holding onto her
She nodded in your embrace. You didn’t mind the situation, warm, cold, damp, your girlfriend was still your girlfriend and you loved to be in her arms… but you sure wouldn’t pass the occasion to tease her.
You gently pushed her off of you ‘’Ah you’re all sweaty Sua’’ trying your best to look disgusted although a smile was clearly peeking through. Your girlfriend picked up on your teasing and immediately retaliated.
‘’Oh, you don't like this?’’ She grinned before she grabbed you and pushed herself onto you in a hug.
You faked being in distress and tried getting away but she caught you in her arms again. ‘’You’re not going anywhere y/n’’ she giggled
‘’Help!’’ You shouted before giggling along with her
She pushed you to the nearest sofa and made the both of you fall onto it before nuzzling closer to you.
You faked an escape once again, slightly moving your leg closer to the floor. Sua didn’t stop you this time, simply warning you,
‘’Keep up this act and you’ll regret it y/n’’ she said before slightly tickling you, making you squirm under her.
‘’I was joking jagi, I love you so much’’ you kissed her lips again.
‘’I love you too, trouble maker’’
Siyeon texted you as soon as her day was over. She had been eager to see you all day. With the comeback approaching she had been busy for most of the week and she was looking forward to simply relaxing with you.
She drove to your apartment before letting herself in with the key you had given to her.
She spotted you looking out onto the balcony. After taking her shoes off she silently made her way to you before hugging you from behind.
You slightly jumped. ‘’Ah! Siyeon, you scared me’’
‘’I'm sorry baby’’ she pouted before resting her chin on your shoulder
‘’It's okay honey’’ you giggled before turning back to look at her. You placed a few strands of hair behind her ear before placing your arms around her waist.
She simply stared at you, a smile drawn on her lips. She would often zone out while staring at you, but it always had the same heartwarming effect on you, one that reminded you of just how much you loved her.
‘’The earth calling Siyeon’’ you joked with a teasing grin
‘’Ah! Sorry’’ she giggled ‘’I just missed you so much’’
‘’So did I but we should go inside before my baby gets cold’’ you explained with a grin, to which she responded with a nod and her signature pout.
You took her hand and guided her to your bedroom before laying down on your bed. She wasted no time in joining you, letting her head rest against your clothed armpit.
‘’How was your day baby?’’ You asked while she put both her arm and leg above your body.
‘’It’s better now’’ she mumbled happily
‘’Same here but is that all about your day?’’ You questioned with a grin
She nodded against your arm, making you giggle. She grabbed your hand and interlaced her fingers with yours before playing with the skin on the back of your hand.
You loved when she was clingy, you’d never get enough of her warm embrace.
After an exhausting day at work, Handong was excited to go back home to you.
She had been recording her special clip for her fans all day and was now ready to rest for the evening.
She came straight back home to you. Not stopping back at the studio to review the footage or change.
The crew found it unusual for her to not want to do so but she just really wanted to be with you at the moment.She knocked at your door, thinking about hiding away to prank you, but ultimately not doing so, anticipation to see you being too strong.
When you opened the door, you were stunned. You didn't expect Handong to be back so early, but definitely not dressed so majestically after her long day at work.
She slightly smirked at your awe.
‘’So can I come in?’’ She teased
‘’Oh! Yes of course babe’’ you let her in and before you could put another word in she lifted you off your feet, in a secure embrace while she spun you around.
‘’Ah y/n I missed you’’ she admitted, letting her head rest within the crooks of your neck, where she could smell the recomforting scent of your perfume.
You wanted to tease her, but it was rare for you to see Handong so clingy so you opted to tell her just how much you missed her too.
She was like an exhausted child hanging on to a parent. You giggled when you looked down to see her face squished against you. You rubbed her head and squeezed her tight.
‘’Wanna go get changed, my love?’’ You suggested while still holding on to her. She simply nodded.
You led her to the bathroom where she asked you to take off her makeup for her with a pout.
‘’Okay princess’’ you giggled
She sat on the counter, her legs pulling you closer to her body. You gently wiped away the makeup from her face. Reminding her with each wipe just how truly beautiful she was, makeup or not.
Once done, you were to turn around to get her clean clothes but she pulled you back by your collar, enticing you with a sweet kiss you wouldn't be pulling out of just yet.
Yoohyeon called you as soon as she was done in the studio. She told you to join her at the dorm because she wanted to spend the rest of her day with you.
You obviously couldn't say no to your girlfriend. You teased her on the phone, saying you’d consider it, only resulting in her whining even more. Truth be told, you had been done with work for a while now and you were only waiting on her call.
You dressed in your coziest clothes before walking a few blocks out to join Yoohyeon at the dorm. You weren't sure if the girls had arrived yet, so you looked at your phone to see if she texted you again.
Before you could even get to the messaging app, the door was slammed open and the next thing you knew, a 5’6 foot puppy was hanging on to you.
‘’Im so happy to see you’’ she mumbled against your skin
You giggled, finding her adorable as always.
‘’I miss you to jagi’’ you kissed her forehead.
She pulled on your arm and guided you to her room quickly.
‘’I prepared a bunch of blankets on my bed for us!’’ She said excitingly
‘’And what would those blankets be for?’’ You faked being unaware of want she wanted
‘’Well...I thought we could spend the night cuddling with a movie’’ she looked down at your intertwined hands
You softly giggled before lifting up her chin for her eyes to meet yours ‘’I know my love, I would love that, anything to stay close to my beautiful partner’’ You smiled at her, making her own lips curve into a beautiful smile.
She quickly pecked your lips before pulling you onto the bed. She acted as if you were a plushie for her to cuddle. She guided you to sit against the pillow, then cuddled your side before pulling both your arm and leg over her.
You looked down at her with an amused face while she nuzzled her face within your shirt.
After a few seconds of admiring how incredibly adorable she was, she looked up at you.
You lifted one brow, a smirk plastering your face at how clingy Yoohyeon was to you. When she saw your teasing expression, she whined, gently hitting your chest
‘’cuddle me back, don't just stare’’ she mumbled
‘’Oh yes, of course, I'm sorry love’’ you smiled before bringing her even closer.
You had stayed over the night at the girl’s dorm. You and Dami were planning to watch one of your favorite series together this weekend.
Unfortunately, she was called in along with jiu and yoohyeon to record a few more lines in the studio. So she had left early this morning and it was now a little after 2 pm.
You slept most of the day off, waiting for your girlfriend to come back.
But since you had woken up at 1 and couldn't fall back asleep, you decided on writing in your journal for a bit. You were entranced by whatever you were writing that you hadn’t noticed that Dami had entered the dorm, only finding out when she entered her room.
‘’Hi my love’’ she grinned, placing her bag down before making her way towards you.
She plopped down on the bed onto her stomach before turning her head towards you.
You smiled at how adorable she was. ‘’How was it at work baby?’’
‘’It was fine, but I wanted to come back here with you’’ you could see a glimpse of a pout on her lips while her cheek was gently squished against the mattress.
‘’Well we're here together now’’ you smiled
‘’Hmmm’’ She nodded
She pulled herself up before moving behind you. You had been sitting close to the bed rest but not exactly against it, leaving a place for Dami to cuddle up against you like she usually would.
She pulled you closer to her, letting her arms and legs wrap around you.
‘’Ah there's my little panda’’ You giggled, you always loved when she would let herself be clingy this way, clinging like a panda to a tree.
‘’Can we watch our series?’’ She asked, placing her chin on your shoulder
‘’Yes of course babe’’ you replied
As you grabbed the remote, Dami let her hand snake up to your jaw, turning you towards her so she could kiss your lips
‘’I missed you’’
‘’I can tell’’ you teased, making you both giggle
The both of you stayed this way for a while, Dami did not let go of you for the rest of the day.
She seemed to sometimes try to not make it obvious though, following a bit late after you. And you’d always end up with her arms around you if you took too much time outside her room.
Gahyeon was so stressed for today. The music video recording would finally end after 3 consecutive days but her final scene, where a stunt was planned, would be recorded today.
Luckily, everything went well and the filming ended quite early, against all expectations.
Finally feeling the stress leaving her body, she let herself flop on the backstage lounge’s sofa. She breathed out and drank some water. She looked over at her phone and saw your name, remembering her that you were on your way to pick her up.
With all the stress she had been through, she almost forgot the sole reason why she had been motivated to get up this morning~ the fact that she’d spend the night at your place tonight.
Although she was exhausted after filming, she felt excitement brew inside of her. She grabbed her phone but before she could reply to you, she heard a knock.
She looked over to the already open door to see you standing there with a proud smile.
‘’Y/n!’’ She whined ‘’come here’’ she pouted, making you giggle
You made your way to the love chair, sitting down next to her before intertwining your hand with hers.
‘’How did it go baby?’’ You looked down at her, eyes full of love
‘’It went well’’ she replied, still with a pout
‘’Im glad, I'm so proud of you’’ you hugged her tired figure.
She stayed in your arms and felt herself relax even more.
‘’You want to go home now?’’ You asked, gently cupping her face, she nodded before following you. You grabbed her things while she changed and the both of you left in your car.
She wouldn’t let go of your hand during the ride, admiring you from the side while trying not to fall asleep.
Once you arrived at your apartment. You noticed that she was sleeping. You decided on bringing her bags inside before waking her up to go in. But when you did, she whined, asking for you to carry her. You laughed before picking up and bringing her inside.
You laid her on your bed before making your way out of the room to get some water. But Gahyeon whined at you once again, obligating you to lay down next to her and offer her all the cuddles she yearned for.
