content warnings. abuse of power, bitting, blackmail, body worship, bullying themes, dubcon, fingering, gropping, humiliation, manipulation.
i love how the members of allday project are seen as the gang of rich kids from high school because they all give off this mom and dad’s golden child vibe that has everyone at their feet.
even before her debut, it was public knowledge that annie was a girl from a wealthy family who had always had great influence and power throughout the world, therefore, there’s not much to investigate here because her golden reputation is already more than obvious! probably the typical rich and popular girl who celebrates her birthday party at her mansion and ends up having the party of the year, where you can be sure that even famous or well–known people will go because her family is that influential and popular among celebrities. everyone at school is totally friendly with her and practically acts like her personal slave because one little move and she’ll kick your ass out of town if she wants to.
bailey is more the type of girl who hangs out with the school bullies and ends up being one of those stupid kids who skip class to smoke in the parking lot and beat up students who wander alone in the hallways when everyone is in class and the teachers are busy. typical unbearable person who chews gum like a cow with hay or licks her lollipop as if she want everyone to know how busy her tongue is at that moment… she’s simply unbearable! she doesn’t even try to hide how much she loves making fun of people because you can walk right past her and she’ll burst out laughing, not at all willing to show even a little respect and wait for you to leave because, after all, she loves to make fun of people. this woman doesn’t care if you’re walking by alone or with a group of people because either way she'll scan you intently with her eyes to analyze you completely and find something to laugh at with her friends, being probably the cruelest of the group because she shows no control or respect whatsoever.
the most normal one here might be youngseo, but only because she knows how to act so as not to completely ruin her reputation in front of the new students: at first she seems quiet and reserved, like a social butterfly who goes to class to talk to her friends and get ready five minutes before breaks begin, but no! actually, she’s the typical girl who greets you with a smile on her face, but after a few days she starts to show how poisonous and fake she is...
although thinking about the three of them ending up laying their claws on you... annie threatening to get you expelled from school and not accepted anywhere else if you dare to open your mouth, along with bailey promising to beat you up if you try to get smart, and youngseo swearing she’ll ruin your reputation with gossip and rumors given her high influence at school :( of course, you can’t try to be witty with them or even give them the slightest bit of sass because a single word from them will send you to your grave, so the best thing to do is keep your mouth shut!
annie thrusting two long fingers in and out of your poor sex in a way to “compensate” for the bad welcome she gave you from the beginning, while bailey’s mouth is busy leaving kisses and bites on the sensitive flesh of your breasts but you can’t even let out a simple sigh because youngseo has her mouth on yours and she's making sure you’re not noisy because nobody can know what’s happening in the ladies bathroom!
survival shows are hard as it is. why must you make it more complicated for yourself and entangle intense feelings with vulnerable emotions. but it wasn't your fault, they fell prey to you one by one, all by themselves. maybe you weren't the fool in this mess after all.
TAGS: 3.3k words. series. chapter one. mostly fluff and angst with a little spiciness. reader is very gay and get girls left and right. "everybody falls for y/n" type of fic. reader is also a walking red flag.
WARNINGS: the setting is a survival show so its bound to have kinda depressing themes.
“when will we have female idols as special coaches. i’ll be so motivated if somebody like newjeans minji coaches me,” you voiced as you plop down at the staircase.
the trainees assume their places at the foot of the staircase forming three rows. it was only a matter of time until you get called one by one to come through the orange curtain and pick; vocal or dance.
you sit between jiwoo and jeemin. the latter intertwining your arms, as she lights the room up with her smile. both of them looking at you as you confess your wishful thoughts.
“why would you want someone pretty when you already have me,” jiwoo asks, sending her sharp gaze to you. she raise an eyebrow and you look away, swallowing your saliva.
these kinds of comments from her were nothing new. you should’ve been used to it by now but you find yourself loss for words each time. she’s always been the type to blurt out these kind of comments without thinking of the implication. maybe she does and she just fakes innocence to not deal with the consequences.
before you could rack your malfunctioning brain for a verbal reply, jeemin saved you the trouble and changed the topic. “what will you guys pick? i’m leaning towards dance.”
“you’ll do great in dance. for me, i’m gonna be safe and pick vocal,” jiwoo answered. “what about you?” she added, looping her arms around yours. the sudden proximity would’ve been fine any other time but her remark earlier kept you on your toes.
“me? i don’t really have much of a choice, you know,” you say, pointing to your grey badge with a huge silver “L”. low levels don’t get to choose, they only get the higher level trainees’ leftovers. cruel but you were confident in your abilities to stay afloat whichever category landed at your feet.
“you’re so dramatic. there’s only two options, im sure you’ll get to choose,” jiwoo reassures you after giggling at your antics.
“choose dance so we can be on the same team,” jeemin clutch your arms tighter and starts to shake it lightly as if it would persuade you.
“or i could end up competing against you. no, thank you,” you pull your away from her grasp only to reconnect your hands together.
jeemin pouts in return and your stomach clench looking at her. somewhere deep inside you had the urge to kiss it away. which you find weird because why would you want to kiss your friend. yes, she’s cute. but why would you want to do that. friends don’t do that.
before you get swallowed by your thoughts you hear jeemin’s name get called. it was time for her to choose. she gave your hand one last squeeze before bidding both you and jiwoo good lucks and good byes.
“choose vocals,” jiwoo whispers next to you after a few seconds.
jiwoo is always the type to be assertive but never aggressive. she’ll always be commanding but leave just enough room for you to pull away if you want to. but you don’t think you ever will. you like that side of her. and its son jiwoo, only fools dare to refuse her.
“i don’t know, maybe,” you whisper back playfully, keeping your head faced forward while you still feel jiwoo’s gaze on the side of your head.
jiwoo scooches closer and nudges her head onto your shoulder. to the untrained eye, it must’ve looked like jiwoo’s just clinging onto you. well, its technically right but something in you screams that its not just simple ‘clinginess’. “come on. wouldn’t you like to be teams with me? it’ll be fun.”
you would’ve answered. although, you didn’t know what but you would’ve blurted out. but before you could open your mouth, jiwoo’s name echoed throughout the lobby. saved by the bell, again.
“well, i’ll see you on the same team,” she flashes a smile before walking away.
waiting patiently for your turn, you chat idly with the other trainees to pass the time.
you pull the orange curtain back to reveal the girls in lines. jeemin’s eyes caught yours and give her a smile. the girl in front of her, jihyun, noticed the interaction and waved. you mimicked before walking toward the board containing different stickers. two for dance and vocal each. one of the two vocal badges was for a leader position.
you look behind you to see who’re the other leaders. almost immediately, your scanning gaze locked onto jiwoo’s, as if she was waiting for you to turn around just so she can meet your eyes.
the eye contact lasted for a split second before you turned around and grab the vocal position. the normal one, without the leader position.
jiwoo stands in front with yunah and jeongeun next to her. on her farthest left is yewon, another leader.
you stand in a line together with the other trainees who chose the same category as you, waiting for your name to get called by either of the two. beside you is wonhee and seoyeon. suddenly, anxiousness plagues your insides as you realize you’d be either in the same team as them or end up competing against them.
“so, jiwoo its your turn to pick next. who will it be?”
your eyes avoided jiwoo. you were afraid that desperation would be seen as plain as day on your face and holding eye contact with her would solidify that.
so you turn your attention to the person in front of you. which happened to be minju. her face morphs into confusion at your sudden focus in her. you only smile and minju furrows her eyes in turn. the action only made your smile wider, ‘how cute’.
“y/n.”
jiwoo’s voice broke both you and minju out of your trance. and it took you a second to understand that jiwoo wants you on her team. you look back at jiwoo to meet her unreadable face, her gaze going from minju to you.
“you looked worried there for a second,” yunah teases you as soon as you joined her and jeongeun, putting her arm around your shoulder comfortably.
“as if we’d pass up the chance to be with you,” she adds as she pinches your cheeks with her free hand.
“although, it looked to me you wanted to be with minju more” jeongeun added, joining in and putting her arms around you as well. while her other arm punches your stomach lightly.
“shut up,” you say, laughing at their teasing.
it has been a few days since practice started and your group has been going through some hiccups. well, its mostly yunah.
“yunah, you can tell me whats wrong. im here for you,” jiwoo’s words were nothing but soft and comforting. you were about to reach your friend when jiwoo’s eyes flicker to yours. ‘i’ll handle this.’
jeongeun and wonhee had already moved out to their own corner to continue practicing. you refused to leave yunah alone but jiwoo’s hard stare says all you need to know.
let the leader do her thing.
so, you distance yourself from the pair and roam your eyes around the practice room to look for something to do. you could use the time to practice, yes. but you’re sure that you would bury yourself six feet under the ground if you hear the song one more time.
the empty water dispenser gleamed at your search, the perfect opportunity to do something different. you walked towards it, detached the empty gallon and put it over your shoulder.
you left the practice room, heading to the cafeteria where they store the refills.
that is when hyewon saw your silhoutte from outside their practice room and called out your name. “y/n! what are you doing?”
“im getting refills,” you enter their practice room with ease, “bang!” blaring through the speakers yet nobody was really practicing. they were all doing their own thing, scattered across the vast room.
“great timing!” hyewon exclaims as she walks towards their own water dispenser. just like the one in your practice room, it was empty of any water.
“here! fill ours too,” she smiles at you brightly, her eyes twinkling in mischief. suddenly, her soft hands grips yours, the thin veil of sweat clinging on to you. she opens your palms and put the neck of the gallon there.
“what? no! you fill it up! its yours!” you exclaims as you take her hands and forcefully shove the gallon back in her grasps.
“come on. do me a little favor, won’t y-”
a cough intervenes hyewon’s pleading and forceful words. you turn around to see youngseo, who’s already boring her fiery eyes through your soul. then, her eyes travels to you and hyewon’s intertwined hands.
just like opposite magnets, both of you retreated your hands quickly causing the gallon to fall into the floor with a thud. you and hyewon both wince at the sound but youngseo however did not flinch.
instead, her gaze remained hot towards you. “i’ll be coming with you,” she says softly with her underlying firmness. her voice was always like that, sweet and subtly strong.
how you missed it. when was the last time she addressed you directly again?
“you don’t have to, i’ll be fine alone,” you convince her. it has been a long time since you both spoke to each other. truthfully, you weren’t ready to face her yet. its been too long and you have forgotten what being around her is like.
“no. i want to,” her firmness surfaced through her small voice. you decide that its really not up for debate. when youngseo has made up her mind, it’ll be hard to break her resolve. what youngseo wants, youngseo gets.
maybe remembering the feelibg of her company isn’t bad at all.
you watch as she picks up the gallon from the floor and head towards the door, you follow her until you were both walking in the hallway, side by side.
youngseo didn’t talk. as much as you wanted for her to say something, you knew she wouldn’t open her mouth unless it was to reply to something you said. or so you thought.
“how’s practice coming along?” her question puts an end to your thoughts. if you weren’t surprised by her accompanying you before, you were now that she was actually speaking to you.
“we’re…” you paused, thinking of the right words. choosing the right words carefully, you didn’t want to come across as overconfident. “we’re moving along, i guess”
you see her nod lightly in you peripheral vision. your eyes find the floor. there was so much you both needed to talk about. yet you were talking about practice.
“im happy you chose the vocal team. the world needs to hear your voice more,” youngseo’s voice flew like water against the air, natural and unwavering.
you snapped your head towards her and she turn hers just in time to catch the surprise look in yours, like she knew you were going to look at her.
it was the first time you’ve actually held eye contact after a long time. you drink in the familiarity you’ve lost and among it are a thousand words you can’t decipher. something flicker in her face before she breaks the stare.
“yeah, i just feel like i’ve been branding myself too much to dance lately,” you say, knowing it would end the conversation. a test to see if youngseo will surprise you again and start a new one.
but she didn’t. and the whole walk continued in awkward silence. so many unsaid words hanging in the air, the burden getting heavier each step closer to her practice room.
‘look, how about we just forget everything and start over?’
'we both know it won't work'
the past looms over both of you like dark shadows and you both know it. yet, youngseo did make any move to open the skeleton in your shared closet.
'let's talk, youngseo. you can’t keep ignoring me forever’
‘im sorry, i just need more time’
she’s ignoring it so why shouldn’t you. if someone’s going to peel the scab, it wouldn’t be you. you already did your part. a long time ago.
'i need space.'
‘you already got your space, youngseo. what about me? it's been months. if you've found peace then let me find mine!'
before you knew it, the door to her practice room is in sight. a part of you felt relieved to finally be free from her presence, while another part was longing to be with her a little longer.
youngseo stands beside it, holding the doorknob with one hand. she smiles at you sweetly. then waves at you lightly, “i’ll see you soon! good luck on your practice!”
the thoughts come pouring in as the door shuts in front of you. she was gone like she had never been there. you would’ve wondered if the last few moments were real if it weren’t for her voice replaying vividly on your mind. just like a melody you can’t get enough of.
just like that, you find yourself getting stuck in her web. again.
the following days went by quickly. but youngseo never once left your mind. you know you shouldn’t think much of her actions, youngseo’s too unpredictable.
after everything, why now?
“are you even paying attention?” jeemin’s whines mixed with the song blasting through the speakers.
it was late into the night and you decided to stay back with the tall girl to help polish her moves. you thought her moves were perfect the first time she showed it to you. and by the nth time, your mind can’t help but drift.
jeemin couldn’t believe it when you agreed after all the stage is coming up soon, there’s no time to loiter around. but she didn't have to know that you can never refuse her.
“are you okay? we can go home if you’re tired.” jeemin’s offer sounded sweet, she’s as nice as ever. but you witness the fire burning in her eyes, begging for her passion to translate into her performance. you knew it will never be extinguished completely, she was born to be a performer. so you let it burn you a little more.
“im fine, don’t worry about me and carry on,” you gesture for her to continue. and she restarts the song all over again. this time, you poured her all of your attention.
it was a wonder how your mind sailed before when jeemin is tight in front of you. her performance was impeccable as ever, the hard work and talent prominent in every sway and stroke.
“you’re off to space again,” jeemin narrows her eyes down at you playfully. her raspy voice was a blessing and her smile was godsend. an angel looks down at you.
“i wasn’t this time! i swear! i was just mesmerized.” your hands flew up in defense as you stand up to join her in front of the mirror.
“stop lying!” she smacks your arm lightly, her laugh gracing the whole room. you were glad nobody else was in the room, it made the privilege of making her laugh sweeter.
“fine then. if you were actually paying attention, at least give me some feedback.” your heart leaped at the sight of her crossing her arms.
“you were perfect!” jeemin let out a big sigh. as much as jeemin likes being praised, she needs actual feedback. something she can work with for these next few days leading to the stage.
“give me something more specific,” jeemin rolls her eyes lightly. but even then her cheeks stay up and her smile never faltered.
“well,” you think for a bit. “i liked how you start of the song. it really set the mood for the song.”
in front of you, jeemin’s pink turn a bright shade of pink.
“i think you also killed the omona part. you’re naturally cute so plus points for that. and then this move,” you didn’t know the name of the move so you demonstrate it to her.
jeemin bursts out laughing at your attempt. your awkward movements reflecting wholly through the mirror and you follow after jeemin, throwing your head back. “stop laughing, im not that bad.”
but jeemin continued giggling and so did you. the joyful sounds filling the entire space and drowning the faint sounds of the speakers.
you calm down after a few seconds but one look from each other sent you both into another spiral again. soon, both of you were lying on the floor, clutching your stomachs.
“ah- my stomach hurts from laughing so much.” jeemin blurts out between breaths and gasps.
“who said we’re done yet? you just made fun of my dancing.” you hands flew to her sides before she can fully comprehend what you said. another round of laughter echoes throughout the room as you tickle jeemin mercilessly.
somehow, she managed to get free from your grasp and now a tall baby is chasing you around the practice room.
jeemin catches your arm and pulled you to her, lightly but it was enough for your bodies to collide. she uses the momentum to turn your back to the wall, effectively locking you.
“got you,” she smiles brightly at you, a thousand watts on her lips.
the laughter comes to a gradual halt as silence blankets the both of you. her grin turns into a soft smile and her eyes felt endearing against yours. you couldn’t look at her in anything but adoration.
you anticipated it would happen. in fact, you hoped for it. but it still caught you by surprise when her lips press against yours. soft and gentle just like everything about her.
you wanted to press harder, for it to last longer. but you were already living in a dream and a second longer would be asking for too much.
jeemin pulls away in haste. you would’ve dived in for one more if you hadn't seen the panic flashing across her features. she blinks once, twice until the haze in her eyes clears.
she remained stiff for a moment. she looks up at you and the look of regret she gives you haunt you even after weeks.
“im sorry, i shouldn’t have,” she whispers, pupils still blown wide.
reassurance was a the tip of your tongue but you held back. but what were you going to say? that its fine and to just forget it ever happened?
immediately your mind reverts back to youngseo for a split second. it didn’t turn out well when you said that to her so what good would it do to say it to jeemin?
jeemin looks at your face, trying to make sense of your incomprehensible expression just to take a peak at your thoughts.
but each moment felt eternity to jeemin. and trepidation sets in her veins deeper and deeper until it roots and sprouts into anxiety. all while you weren’t aware of the consequences your silence had brought to her.
“jeemin-”
before you can finish, she was already out of door. from the practice room, you hear the echo of her dashing footsteps. as it died down, you were left wondering if you just let history repeat itself.
another friendship broken in the name of fleeting romance. but will this time be worth it?
📝: You and Youngseo have been keeping your relationship on the down low since R U Next began. But the moment one contestant found out the truth, there was no point of hiding anymore
⚠️: fluffy YoungY/n type of fic, Youngseo tops in the relationship but not in a nsfw way (does that make sense😭), reader is in the Bad Boy group with Jiwoo, Jeongeun and Chanelle, English speaker reader, reader is an 05
For: @strawbseo
“Yesss Y/n, your vocals are vocallingggg” Chanelle praised with a dramatic click of her fingers.
You had to cover your mouth to laugh. “You’re making me shy”
“What does vocalling mean?” Jiwoo asked as she scratched her head.
“It’s just a silly expression to say that Y/n’s vocals are super good” the half American explained.
Jiwoo slowly nodded her head. “So if I said her singing is singinging…”
“Mmm doesn’t work like that”
The two walked off as Chanelle tried explaining the phrase in a better way and Jeongeun followed them. You mentally patted yourself on the back just before an arm rested around your shoulder.
“Hey, beautiful” your girlfriend whispered closely in your ear.
You hid your face in her chest. An advantage for Youngseo because she was taller than you. “Hi, Youngie”
“Your vocals never fail to blow me away. I kept messing up in my group practice because I was focusing on you more” She giggled.
“Is that why I heard Moa Unnie scolding you?”
“Yep. It was hard finding an excuse”
“It better have been a good one” You playfully warned.
“Yah, what’s happening over here? Are you two a couple now or something?” Yunah teased while wrapping her long arms around you and Youngseo.
“We’re actually married. We made that official with our cheese rings last night” Youngseo replied smoothly.
“Last night? I would’ve wifed up Y/n the moment we met” Yunah winked at you, causing you to blush and hide in Youngseo’s chest again.
“Hey back off, she’s mine” You heard your girlfriend say in a tone that you couldn’t decipher.
Yunah laughed it off and ran away to annoy Minju who was eating Jihyun’s snacks. You pinched your girlfriend’s cheek as hard as you could.
“OW!”
Going on your tippy toes, your lips matched height with her ear. “You need to learn to control your emotions or else we’re gonna get caught”
“Ow ow ow im sorry! I didn’t like what she said” Youngseo whined before you released her now reddening cheek.
“Just don’t be too obvious, babe”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Youngseo…”
“It’ll be a quick one!”
You looked around the room and thankfully no one was paying attention to you or your whiny girlfriend. “Fine. But let’s go and get snacks. I’m kinda hungry”
Youngseo grabbed your hand and started walking towards the doors but Jiwoo stepped right in front to block your path.
“And where are you two going?”
“Just getting snacks” Youngseo replied happily.
“And you’re taking Y/n?”
“She was the one who asked me to go with her. Don’t worry Jiwoo Unnie, we’ll be back before you know it!”
Jiwoo sighed and stepped aside. “Alright. Bring me something back while you’re at it. Wonhee ate everything in my bag”
“No worries, Unnie. Bye~”
Your girlfriend continued to drag you down the halls where the vending machines were located. Your sparkling eyes scanned over the delicious chips and drinks provided.
Youngseo’s sparkling eyes, however, were all on you. Her arm went around your waist and her smile seemed to grow impossibly bigger than before. “You’re so pretty, Baby. Do you know that?”
Thank God for the air conditioner inside the building otherwise you would’ve melted to the ground by now. You covered your face and started squealing. “Stop it!”
“But I’m telling the truth. You’re beautiful and I’m so lucky to call you mine” she continued to say while she kissed your head. “Now which snacks would you like?”
You peeked through your fingers. “The spicy chips please”
“Alright…but give me kiss first” Youngseo quickly said and puckered her lips.
You held her cheeks and kneaded them like dough. “You’re so frustrating but so cute”
“Kiss kiss kiss~” she chanted a bit too loud that you jumped into kissing her on the lips.
It was strong enough to almost knock her down but she managed to keep her balance by squeezing your waist. You finished the kiss with 3 more pecks before you pulled away.
“There, can I get my chips now?”
“Mmm, there’s an extra kissing fee”
“For what?!”
“Because I’m your girlfriend and I need more kisses or else I’ll die”
“Stop being dramatic! We’re always together 24/7”
Youngseo pouted. “Just a few more and I won’t ask again”
Rolling your eyes, you kissed her gently this time. It let Youngseo savour the taste and warmth of your soft lips and the feeling of your small hands caress her nape.
Neither of you wanted the moment to end.
But a loud gasp caused you two to separate.
Chanelle stood there with her jaw slacked. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt—whatever is going on”
“Chanelle Unnie! I-I uh…Let us explain” you panicked in English.
“Hey woah there sister, you don’t need to explain anything. I’m not a snitch” she chuckled. “Sorry for my reaction, I was just not expecting for this to happen”
“I’m sorry, I’m a bit worried about what the others would say—“
“The others? Honey, we all know you two are practically married. We just like to tease you to see if the truth would come out sooner. Took longer than expected” Chanelle spoke with a smile.
“Wait, everyone knows?” Youngseo asked while holding your hand.
“We talk about your chemistry a lot so you can call us your biggest YoungY/n fans. But the only thing we have to say is that you two should be careful especially since we have cameras everywhere. Last thing we want is for your debut spot to disappear when Korea finds out. You know how they are”
“Yes Unnie we’ll be super careful” Your girlfriend said.
“You two are cute together. Don’t lose that spark. I’ll go back now and you should too. Can’t keep them waiting” Chanelle winked before running off.
Youngseo pulled you into a back hug and took a whiff of your floral scented hair. “You feel better now?”
You leaned back into her long arms and sighed with content. “Absolutely. At least we can act normal around each other when the cameras are off”
“Oh for sure. Will be giving you all the kisses we’ve missed these past days”
“Come on, let’s buy the snacks now. I’m gonna pass out from starvation soon”
Youngseo pulled out her credit card. “Yes ma’am. We need to get Jiwoo Unnie’s chips too”
While the taller girl was inserting the card and buying the snacks, you leaned up to kiss her cheek. “Thanks again, Youngie. I love you”
“I love you more” She giggled and quickly kissed your lips before grabbing the packets of chips.
