Chaeyoung’s Flover

Nagyung (Fromis9) x Karina (Aespa) x Winter (Aespa) x Yunjin (LSFM)

word count: 2,406

A/N: New series separate from Racehorse, longer chapters so longer times between new chapters, YES it's still Uma Musume themed, Mid, Huge shoutout to @leafostuff for the goated idea hopefully I can do it justice.

Tags: Uma Musume, slice of life

It was beautiful.

Nagyung fawned over the city landscape of Gangdong-gu, Seoul from the subway car window. It was different from the neighborhoods of Gwangju. She was so caught up in it all that she neglected to notice a kid staring at her until just now. Then, she turned and EVERYONE was staring at her.

Ah, it probably wasn’t normal to gawk out the window while riding the subway. She turned around and sat down, blushing from embarrassment. It’s my first day out in the city and I’m already making a fool out of myself… she thought.

“Are you going to Tracen Academy?”

Nagyung snapped out of her self-conscious daze and traced the source of the sound. It was the mother of the kid who was staring at her just previously.

“That’s right~!” Nagyung replied excitedly, "I'm starting tomorrow.”

“Wow, that’s impressive!” The mother replied.

“It is?” her daughter asked

“That girl there is one of the chosen horse girls” her mother answered, “She’s very fast”

“Wow” her daughter cooed, staring at the horse girl with newfound appreciation. Nagyung blushed again, a gentler warmer glow than the harsh burn of embarrassment from before. “Well, I’m not sure how fast I am, but..”

The speaker cut her off as a voice was amplified throughout the subway car, NOW APPROACHING EAST GANGDONG, EAST GANGDONG.

Nagyung’s head perked up, “Excuse me” she said, getting up and grabbing hold of her bag. 

“What’s your name?” the little girl asked from behind her.

She turned around with a smile, “My name is Sparkling Joy!” before turning back around and stepping out of the opening subway doors.

She could hear a faint “Her ears were so cute” behind her and she again felt a blush creep its way onto her face.

The announcer’s voice came to life on the speaker again, THE DOORS ARE CLOSING. PLEASE BE CAREFUL.

Nagyung snapped out her daze again and moved her tail just in time to avoid it getting caught in between the closing doors.

With the disaster avoided, she turned back around to the station. 

I’m here, she thought, breaking off into a run This is where my dreams will come true!

The gate to my dreams will open! 

PWANG

Nagyung crashed into the closed gate, knocking the wind out of her. Ah, so the gate is closed… she thought.

“Miss, touch” said an elderly man, dressed in a uniform.

“Touch…?” she said, panicked “W-wh-where I am getting touched?! Mom told me to watch out for perverts like you!”

“No!” The man held up his hands and pointed at the gate, “You are supposed to touch your IC card there.”

“Ah, okay I see” The harsh burn of embarrassment flooded Nagyung’s face again as she took out her IC card.

“Thank you so much!” she said, after crossing the gate.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s fine really.” the elderly man replied, waving his hand.

“Goodbye!” 

Nagyung broke into a jog before checking the map of the subway station. Now, where was Tracen? No, that’s not it. Nope, that’s somewhere else. Uhh, it might be there…

The elderly man, seeing her plight, broke her out of her confused stupor “Tracen’s the next station over.” 

“The next one?! HUH?!” 

“Did you make a mistake?” he asked.

She paused, she must’ve gotten on the wrong train. She recalled the call she had received when she was accepted.

PLEASE BE AT TRACEN ACADEMY BY 6:00 PM TOMORROW.

YOU CAN'T BE LATE.

I'M SAYING THIS AGAIN. YOU CAN'T BE LATE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES.

She couldn’t afford to be late, on her first day no less. She turned to meet the elderly man’s eyes once more, “It’s fine, I’ll run there.”

“Are you a new student here?”

“Yes.”

“How about taking a look at the race track? It's the start of the series.”

She contemplated it, remembering that call she received before she left. Ultimately, she came to her decision. 

“I want to see it!”

The subway attendant smiled and pointed to a place on the map, “It's right here.”

Nagyung smiled back, breaking off into a jog “Thank you. See you later!”

The elderly man extended his arm forward, calling after her “Wait! It's kind of far!”

She turned back to respond, jogging in place “I'll be fine! I love running!”

Nagyung breezed through the people and cars, even getting a surprised look from a woman when she overtook her car while caught up in the excitement.

The Twinkle Series… she thought as she ran I finally get to see the real thing in person!

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice when she arrived at Tracen for a while until she noticed the changing scenery. She stopped for a second to look around and take it all in.

That's amazing! She thought There are so many people here! It's totally different from my hometown!

Then, she wanted to see more. She ran from place to place to fully experience everything before she had to check in at 6.

She gawked at everything before coming to the areas where the stands were. People and tents up selling various items. There were people selling horse girl merchandise like t-shirts, plushies, fake horse ears, and more.

And the food was wonderful! She stopped at a Kimbap stand, a Sotteok stand, a Hotteok sta-... maybe that was enough food.

She had just finished her last roll of Kimbap when she saw the track. She was in awe of it for a second, that she was really here and really about to see it in person. Her heart bubbled with excitement as she raced towards the stands for a better view of the track. She arrived to see some of the horse girls up on a red, green and white stage. 

The announcer’s voice caught her attention as it boomed through the speaker

THE NEXT HORSE STEPPING UP TO THE PADDOCK FOR THE 11TH TOKYO RACE IS...

BRACKET #5, HORSE #4...

FROZEN ROSE!

Frozen Rose took off her jacket to reveal her uniform with her racing bib engraved with her number on it. She looked unintimidated by the crowds, bored almost.

“She's so pretty…” Nagyung whispered, unknowingly out loud. The speakers boomed once more.

SHE WAS VOTED MOST POPULAR AMONG THE FANS.

SHE'S THE MOST POPULAR.

Nagyung watched as the racers stepped into their brackets but her main focus was on Frozen Rose–the #1 ranked racer in the country. The announcer finished introducing the racers and was now waiting for the final countdown to begin.

OKAY FOLKS IT’S ALMOST TIME FOR THE RACE TO BEGIN, THE 10 SECOND COUNTDOWN WILL START SHORTLY.

Almost instantly the robotic voice started counting down from 10, Nagyung’s heart was almost beating out of her chest in anticipation. She was finally here, finally watching her idol race.

TEN

NINE

EIGHT

Racers began to dig their feet into the grass getting ready to kick off as soon as the gates opened.

SEVEN

SIX

FIVE

Karina breathed through her nose slowly, steadying herself in the final seconds of the countdown. This was just another race she was expected to win.

FOUR

THREE

TWO

ONE

Everything happened extremely fast. The gates flew open as the starter pistol was fired, all the racers flew from the gates and immediately started jostling for position. All the action drew loud cheers from the crowd, Nagyung joined in yelling Frozen Rose’s name in support of her favorite racer.

On the grass track the race was slowly heating up. Racers in the middle of the pack were already in intense battles for positioning while Frozen Rose had already taken an early lead of 1.5 lengths right out of the gate. The pack was still bunched together so there was ample opportunity for overtakes and mistakes to happen.

Frozen Rose had no real competition, still soaring ahead widening her lead to 2 lengths and hitting the 1000 meter checkpoint at 57.5 seconds. The entire stadium including the announcers were gobsmacked at the rocket fast pace she was setting. Nagyung’s eyes sparkled with wonder as she watched her idol make quick work of the course and her fellow racers that were still jostling for position behind her.

FROZEN ROSE JUST HIT THE 1000 METER CHECKPOINT AT 57.5 SECONDS FOLKS, AND SHE’S STILL 2 LENGTHS AHEAD OF 2ND PLACE BUT THEY’RE SLOWLY CATCHING UP TO HER!

Karina barely paid attention to the 2 racers coming up behind her on both sides. They thought they had a chance to catch her in the final straight but they were sadly mistaken, Karina pushed off the grass hard from her left foot and boomed away down the remaining distance of the straightaway leaving them both behind shocked at her speed.

Nagyung was so enthralled in the race that she didn’t even notice the man walking up to stand

beside her. “She’s good right?” no response. The man frowned a bit before repeating himself,

“She’s go-” the announcer's voice echoed through the loud speakers cutting him off.

FROZEN ROSE HAS COME ACROSS THE FINISH LINE IN FIRST WITH A FINAL TIME OF 1 MINUTE 3 SECONDS. SHE JUST CONTINUES TO DOMINATE IN HER 2ND YEAR.

“Wow she’s so…..AWESOME!” Nagyung squeals in excitement, the man beside her smirks slightly. “Yeah she’s awesome.” he turns and walks away. Nagyung, puzzled–looks at the man as he walks off realizing he was standing next to her before leaving.

The top 3 racers are called up to the podium as the announcer speaks into his microphone held in his hand introducing the 2nd and 3rd place racers are called up to the podium first. Karina waits for her name to be called behind the podium curtain, all she can think about is getting back to the dorm and eating dinner.

AND NOW INTRODUCING THE 1ST PLACE RACER, PLEASE WELCOME FROZEN ROSE TO THE PODIUM.

Loud applause exploded through the crowd with shouts and whistles being heard throughout. Nagyung looked at her watch and saw that she was going to be late to meet her dorm manager, she immediately sprinted past the people in front of her and out of the stadium. As she sprinted down the sidewalks surrounding the Tracen academy towards the Dorm buildings Nagyung couldn’t stop thinking about the race, the image of Frozen Rose basically abandoning the other racers at the start of the race still extremely fresh in her mind as she came to a stop at her destination, the dorms. 

Nagyung stepped up to the double doors and stood on her tiptoes to peer inside the small glass window on the exterior. Nobody was around so she tried to open the door, locked, she tried the other door but it was also locked. Looking around the area seemed to be a ghost town with nobody in sight before someone loudly cleared their throat, 

“AHEM.”

Startled, Nagyung quickly spun around coming face to face with an unfamiliar person.

“You are Lee Nagyung I presume”, the girl spoke with an authoritative tone, “Y-yeah that’s me.”,

she said, slightly nervous. “Well Nagyung you are slightly late but I guess we can start the tour now.” she said with a lighter but still firm tone.

“My name is Yunjin, I am the dorm supervisor” She stood tall, radiating authority and confidence as she led Nagyung away from the dorms and towards the outside common area, “It is my job to give all the new students a tour of the academy and explain the rules to you. Do you understand?”

Nagyung nodded, slightly distracted by the parts of the academy she hadn’t seen yet. Yunjin turned forward and started speaking.

“First off, you have to always be back in your dorms by 9:30pm for lights out. Any exceptions and you will be forced to sleep in the nap room and be written up the next day. Secondly, all appliances not specifically approved by a faculty member are strictly…”

Nagyung zoned out, tuning out Yunjin’s monotonous drone while staring into the windows of the academy. It was just hitting her again that she was really here, that she was really going to achieve her dreams finally.

And then she was hit literally by walking into a pole, knocking her on her bottom. Yunjin stops her detailed explanation of approved dormitory snacks to turn back to the tumbled trotter.

“Are you okay?” A voice asked from a distance, slowly getting closer.

As Nagyung’s vision cleared, she saw two people standing over her. One was Yunjin, looking concerned and asked her if she was alright. The other was someone Nagyung hadn’t seen before, and they seemed to have…4 legs?! Wait, no…those weren’t two extra legs, they were crutches! The girl standing before her was using them to maneuver around and had a cast on her left leg.

“A-are you OK?” she repeated, trying to lean in closer while also trying not to fall over.

“Yeah,” Nagyung said, rubbing the front of her head where a red bump was starting to form at the point of impact, “I’m fine”

Yunjin outstretched her hand to help her up and Nagyung took it, lifting herself up. She was then face to face with the limping bystander, and she stretched out her hand towards her.

“Hi, my name is Nagyung and my racing name is Sparkling Joy! This is my first year here. What about you?” The girl smiled sheepishly, leaning on one of her crutches to fully extend her hand and firmly clasp Nagyung’s “My name is Winter, and my racing name is Silent Snow. I’m a second year here.”

Nagyung gasped, “I had a feeling I knew you from somewhere. I read your trainer wanted to take part in the G3 race as a warm up…what happened?”

Winter giggled and gestured towards her cast, “Me and my trainer were doing tire sled training when I got a Tibia fracture. I guess I have to be more careful next time. I am disappointed though because I really wanted to race against Frozen Rose…”

“Same here! I want to race against her too!” Nagyung said excitedly, stars practically beaming in her eyes, “I want to race against you as well! I’ve heard so many things about your speed!”

Lee Chaeyoung (Fromis_9) x Male reader

word count: 1,169

A/N: Final part for now(?), Short, Mid.

Tags: Fluff, Uma Musume, Teasing

You fall onto the bed, slightly wincing from the sore pain still in your abdomen after being kicked just a few minutes earlier. Chaeyoung looks at you and chuckles but doesn’t say anything as you lay there looking like a literal kicked puppy.

“You think it's funny?” You said half muffled from your face sunk into the pillow. “A little bit.” She replied clearly, enjoying seeing you in pain much more than a little bit.

“I’m gonna have to ice this you know.” You say while still clutching your stomach like your guts could fall out at any second, Chaeyoung grinned and replied, “Good maybe you’ll finally understand that I mean it when I say not to do or say stupid and embarrassing things.”

You turn your face away from her as you slowly sit up to get an ice pack from the freezer. “Oh, get me a drink please.” She says quickly, you turn around slightly to face her but don’t say anything. She stares at you with those wide eyes like she didn’t just ask you possibly the most disrespectful thing you’ve been asked in months, a close second being the reporter who asked for details on Chaeyoung’s fertility live on air during an interview.

Her ears slightly fluttered atop her head as she awaited your reply. “Sure.” You muttered as you got up and made your way out of the room, “Thanks!” She said like she knew you were going to agree all along, it’s not like she was wrong.

Your feet pad along slowly down the hallway and into the kitchen, you smile as you open the fridge to get a bottle of Pocari sweat for Chaeyoung before you open the freezer to grab a frozen gel pack to nurse your injury. Closing the freezer you let your forehead rest against the door as Chaeyoung’s earlier words play again in your mind, smiling at the words she’s repeatedly said since your first meeting in Highschool.

You walk back into the room and toss the bottle into Chaeyoung’s waiting hands. “Thanks.” She says while unscrewing the cap. “No problem.” You shoot back laying on the bed and placing the gel pack on your stomach.

“Mmm feels better already.” You grimace as you shut your eyes. “Yeah I bet, most guys couldn’t take a kick like that and still walk.” She says, clearly proud of your resilience in an odd way. “I’d like to avoid getting kicked as much as possible from now thanks.” You reply sarcastically.

You both lay in silence for a while, Chaeyoung had turned the lamp on the side table off a few minutes ago and pulled the covers over herself, you removed the gel pack from your stomach and did the same. You felt her tail brushing against your leg–like a paintbrush stroking the canvas.

“That tickles.” You said softly slowly drifting off to sleep, she smiled, “ I know.”

Your consciousness faded quickly as you spooned her from the side, her soft breathing being the last thing you heard before finally going to sleep.

Next day.

The sun shined on your barely awake way too early in the morning, burying your face into the pillow with a loud groan. After a minute you realized that Chaeyoung wasn’t in the bed next to you, then the scent of coffee and food hit your now slightly awake sense of smell. Sitting up and swinging your legs off the bed you feel the dull ache of the kick from last night still lingering but it barely bothers you.

Walking to the closet you pick a random T-shirt which just so happens to be the shirt you were given after the college racing team won the championship during yours and Chaeyoung’s 2nd year. You pull the shirt over your head and walk out of the room down the hall to the kitchen, there you see her standing at the stove cooking something you can’t see. Her long black hair cascades down her back barely hiding the back of her sports bra, her tail sways slowly urging you to focus on it instead of her thick butt and thighs basically swallowing her black panties–it failed miserably.

“Good morning.” You hum softly as you rest your head on her back–snaking your arms around her waist. “Mmm good morning.” She purrs as you tighten the grip of your arms around her lower half. You finally see that she’s making Dakjuk, probably because she’s concerned about the state of your stomach from yesterday. Silently appreciating her unspoken concern for your wellbeing even after almost maiming you the previous night.

“Go sit, I’ll bring you a bowl in a sec.” You kiss her neck before you turn to go sit down at the small table, plopping yourself down into the chair you start scrolling on your phone. Your algorithm has been taken over with clips and reactions of the race from yesterday, some showing the final overtakes of the race and others showing the nasty tumble that happened earlier in the race. Chaeyoung walks over to the table and sets a bowl down in front you.

“Alright phone off it’s breakfast time.” she quips a bit too cheerfully this early in the morning. “Yeah sorry i’m just seeing tons of stuff from yesterday.” Putting the phone away and grabbing the spoon to start eating, “What type of stuff?” she inquires with a teasing tone, “The race.” You reply deadpan. Chaeyoung stares at you for a second with the blank expression before quickly raising her legs into a kicking position, you immediately recoil and scream in fear. She starts cackling like a madman finding your reaction amusing, “That’s not funny. At all.” you say grumpily as you settle back into the chair, “It’s actually hilarious.” she says while still laughing–her hand covering her mouth as she throws her head back.

Breakfast passed without further incident, Chaeyoung was still giggling when you cleared the bowls from the table and took them to the kitchen. Now she’s currently doing her yoga routine in the living room while you sit on the couch with your computer coordinating schedules with the management company she’s signed to, nobody told you that being a trainer meant you also had to be a manager as well. Staring at the email you were sent from her stylist you try to decipher the meaning of half of the jargon included in it, settling on just agreeing to whatever she said and sending the response you put the computer to the side and crack your knuckles. Chaeyoung is in the puppy pose after transitioning from downward dog, your member twitches a little in excitement as you exhale heavily watching her back arch low from the side. “You’re staring.” she says softly, “Yeah.” is all you can muster as she chuckles at your reaction. You watch tail sway lazily–entrancing you, she straightens up, ears fluttering atop her head.

Lee Chaeyoung (Fromis_9) x Male reader

word count: 895

A/N: the shortest part somehow, tried my hand at actually writing dialogue for once, different writing format from the other parts, mid.

Tags: Uma musume, fluff(?)

Back at yours and Chaeyoung’s shared apartment you sat on the couch exhausted from the long and stressful day.

“This picture makes my face look bloated.” Chaeyoung quips out of nowhere. “What?” You reply in confusion, Chaeyoung doesn’t respond and continues scrolling on her phone with a noticeable pout and furrowed eyebrows.

“So just ignore me then I guess.” You huff as you turn your attention back to the tv playing the evening news. Chaeyoung kisses her teeth before shoving her phone in your face, “This picture isn’t flattering at all.” She whines like a toddler. “Well it was taken during your final spurt so…”. Chaeyoung rises up from the couch immediately.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”. Her voice drips with venom, you silently curse yourself for saying something so stupid to a woman who could easily choke you unconscious, “I just meant that the picture wasn’t taken at the best time that’s all I swear.” The words tumble out of your mouth shakily–the terrified expression on your face seems to amuse the girl towering over you. “Hm.” Is all she replies before turning away to sit back down on the couch.

You exhale through your nose as your hands shake slightly, Chaeyoung laughs softly while running a hand through her hair, “You shouldn’t say things like that if you’re gonna get scared of the consequences.” She says with her famous lazy grin–eyes crinkled in amusement, “Right sorry it was stupid I’m-“, the news channel then shows the race clips cutting you off. Both you and your girlfriend look at the clips shown on the tv, the 3rd place racer taking a tumble, the long corner where everyone was overtaking and the final straight where Chaeyoung sealed the win.

You look over at her, watching her eyes wide completely enthralled with the clips and commentary coming from the news broadcast. “You did really well today, honestly.” She looks at you, expression softer than the one she gave you just a minute ago, “You’re not just saying that because you want me to forgive your comment from earlier?” Her tone teasing and playful, you chuckle with embarrassment knowing that she won’t let you forget that moment for a while, “Seriously Chae, the way you raced today is gonna be talked about for a long time probably even after the season ends.”

She stares at you, no words just smiling like the day you asked her to officially be your girlfriend which was also the day that she won her first professional race 2 years ago. “Training academies are gonna analyze this for real.” You both laugh as you say it, she snorts covering her mouth with her hand, “Yah! Don’t say that it’s embarrassing!” Memories of study sessions where you both watched pro race clips to train her running form back in high school flood back into your brain. You both sit on the couch reminiscing, the news broadcast ended minutes ago with another KBS program replacing it on the tv.

“Maybe I’ll finally get the pocari sweat sponsorship.” Silence follows, then abrupt and loud laughter from both of you, you clutch your stomach as you cackle like a madman–air leaving your lungs every second, Chaeyoung is no better basically doing the same thing. After a couple minutes you both finally pull yourselves together as best you can, “Maybe Jiheon can put in a good word for you.” You giggle as you refer to Chaeyoung’s friend and racing junior who became sponsored by Pocari sweat at the beginning of her rookie season.

“She actually texted me earlier congratulating me on the win, her and all the girls were watching.” Remembering the other members of the racing club in college who ended up becoming Chaeyoung’s best friends, you never really befriended them, choosing to stay mostly solitary and focus on your work as a young trainer in college studying to get your official training license.

“It’s really cool that you all keep in touch honestly, I wish I made friends like that in college.” You sigh, “You could’ve but you wanted to be a lone wolf focused only on becoming a trainer.” Chaeyoung retorted with a teasing tone, you replied back “yeah but I did it for you.” A soft smile playing on your face as you watched her face heat up in embarrassment. “Sh-Shut up idiot, quit saying stupid and embarrassing things.” She looked away quickly but you kept your soft gaze on her–admiring the features that you fell in love with back in Highschool.

“It may be embarrassing and stupid but it’s true.” You say as you move over on the couch closer to Chaeyoung, she looks at you wide eyed–face still red, you capture her lips in a quick kiss tasting her cherry flavored lip balm, you smirk as you pull away and see her eyes even wider and her face even redder. The moment doesn’t last long as she kicks you in the abdomen immediately, thrusting you off the couch in pain, you groan as you clutch your stomach moving your legs side to side in pain, Chaeyoung standing up from the couch and looking down at you.

Lee Chaeyoung (Fromis_9) x Male reader

word count: 962

A/N: short fic, Uma Musume inspired theme, Big thanks to @kwilquib for beta reading.

The scent of freshly rained on grass flowed through the spring breeze, the atmosphere at the racetrack was electric, only 3 minutes until race time, Chaeyoung scanned the stands until her eyes locked yours, irises burning with determination as she got ready for the countdown stepping into her gate.

You sighed heavily trying to relax yourself, rolling your shoulders back and cracking your neck as you nervously gripped the bar in front of you staring at the race clock, only 1 minute now, the announcers and the crowd behind drowned out by the hammering sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

BANG

“And they’re off!” The announcer shouted into the microphone, the gates flew open the racers thundered out of their brackets dust and dirt flying up immediately slightly clouding the inner bracket racers from view Chaeyoung included, the first 50 meters ended and the group of 12 racers slowly split with the leaders and pace chasers forming a chain right before the 90 meter mark, the first corner came up quick everyone leaning into the sharp turn kicking up more dirt, you turned your attention to the huge Jumbotron in the middle of the track showing you a full view of the pack, Chaeyoung had moved to the inside almost immediately after the first 30 meters—something you had worked on heavily leading up to the race, she was now in 5th place clipping at the back of the 4th place racers heels giving her no grace, letting out a shaky sigh you watched as the long turn ended and the 4th place racer moved slightly outside letting Chaeyoung by, a smirk tingling on your lips as you watched the Jumbotron.

The next 30 meters of chaos happened in a flash, the 2nd place racer stepped wrong rolling her ankle at a brutal angle, her reaction was almost immediate on the Jumbotron—mouth open in a scream, bracing herself for impact with the dirt track and the 3rd place racer with Chaeyoung following shortly behind, eyes wide in shock still thundering on, the announcer exclaimed “OH THE 3rd PLACE RACER KIM SI-HYEON GOES DOWN, PARK SU-MIN AND LEE CHAEYOUNG ROLL PAST HER WITH EVERYONE ELSE TRAILING!” The crowd roars with different reactions, mostly negative. The race goes on in spite of the accident with nobody letting up pace especially Chaeyoung and Su-min now neck and neck for 2nd place, now you’re white knuckling the bar, teeth gritting slightly as you watch Chaeyoung try to edge out Su-min on the straight while chasing after the 1st place racer Hwang Ye-ji.

The second turn is coming up quickly after the long straight, Chaeyoung has slightly moved forward from Su-min but she has to keep the pace not being able to reserve as much stamina as either of you’d have liked, the gap to yeji however is ever shrinking giving her no time to rest either as she keeps kicking, you lean over the railing eyes still locked intensely on the Jumbotron watching your racer and girlfriend battle for victory, the other trainers near you are also locked in on the race, some cursing out loud others muttering prayers, you don’t care about them right now though instead placing all of your attention on the Jumbotron watch Yeji’s lead shrink by the second as the second turn comes up, the month of training has all led up to these last 500 meters for every racer but especially Chaeyoung, the memories of the long training sessions, the rehab sessions and the passionate lovemaking sessions over the past month rush back to you sending a strong tingle up your spine. The long awaited turn finally comes, everyone leaning into it again, Chaeyoung and Sumin have now caught up to yeji who has little stamina left heading through the turn into the last straight.

It happens almost in slow motion compared to the violent tumble taken earlier, Chaeyoung on the inside line running up beside Yeji with Sumin following suit slightly on the outside behind Yeji, moving quickly the three come out of the turn the rest of the pack following closely behind but with no hope to win, everyone else is fighting for 4th but these 3 they’re fighting for 1st, Chaeyoung edges out Yeji coming out of the turn into the final straight, it all comes down to the final 400 meters everyone in the stands up on their feet now yelling and cheering, it’s almost deafening and your stomach is curling up as you watch the 3 thunder down the straight, Chaeyoung starts her final spurt down the last 300 meters, Sumin does the same a second later Yeji following immediately afterwards, the powerful kicks of 12 racers beating against the dirt track is completely drowned out by the roar of the crowd.

“THE FINAL 250 METERS IS COMING DOWN TO 3 RACERS, CHAEYOUNG, SUMIN AND YEJI BUT CHAEYOUNG IS PULLING AHEAD SLIGHTLY SHE MIGHT HOLD OUT TO WIN IT!”

It’s almost over, it’s happening right now, your breath hitches watching the last 150 meters. Chaeyoung is slipping away from the other 2 racers now, she’s close to victory.

“THE FINAL 150 METERS, EVERY RACER ON THEIR LAST SPURT BUT CHAEYOUNG IS STILL LEADING, SHE MIGHT WIN IT!”

100.

70.

40.

“SHE’S ABOUT TO DO IT! SHE’S ABOUT TO WIN”

30.

20.

10.

The announcer yells again.

“SHE HAS DONE IT, SHE HAS FINALLY DONE IT! LEE CHAEYOUNG HAS WON THE KOREA SPRINT! YEJI AND SUMIN FOLLOWING BEHIND IN 2nd AND 3rd RESPECTIVELY!”

Lee Chaeyoung (Fromis_9) x Male reader

Word count: 939

Tags: Foot worship, fingering, implied smut, uma musume

A/N: short and unedited, mid asf

The air in the private dressing room is hot and heavy, Chaeyoung immediately attacked your lips as soon as the door had closed barely giving you enough time to breathe as she let loose her assault on your body, rubbing your chest and palming the bulge in your pants massaging it as it grew. She finally pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your mouths as you both pant for air, it's time to give her reward for winning the race, something both of you have been looking forward to all day, she sits down on the couch as you kneel at her feet starting to remove her race boots caked in dirt and sand, you quickly remove the boots barely being able to contain your excitement for the next part. She sighs as you begin to massage her stocking clad feet “mmm just like that” throwing her head back you continue to rub both of her feet, the sweat soaking through the fabric dampening the skin on your palms and fingers.

After a few minutes of rubbing her feet she finally speaks “Take these stockings off” her tone sultry and demanding, you quickly obey “With pleasure”. You work quickly moving your hands up her left leg all the way to her thigh to remove the sweat soaked garment, you pull it down revealing her milky skin underneath, sticky and damp with sweat from the race, you finally get it down to her ankle before looking up at her face, a lewd grin painting her features, half lidded eyes from the exhaustion, she gives you a wordless nod to continue which you do. Pulling the stocking off fully revealing her foot, a beautiful and soft size 7, perfectly deep arch to put your face in which you do immediately, inhaling the scent of her lotion mixed with the sweat, she lets out a low moan from the couch letting you know that she’s enjoying it already. You continue the worship of her foot, licking and sucking her toes before moving to her sole and repeating the process, she finally says “Do the other one already.” You obey immediately, resting her foot on your lap as you move your hands up to her right thigh to remove the second stocking, you quickly roll it down her leg and past her ankle freeing her foot. She says again “This one. Now.” You respond “Yes ma’am.” She smiles again as you begin to lift her foot to your face, inhaling her scent deeply again before placing a kiss in the middle of her deep arch causing her to let out a deep sigh of pleasure, you smirk as you continue to kiss and lick her sole before moving to her toes, beginning to lick and suck one at a time before finally fitting your mouth around all five toes licking them like jolly ranchers, she lets out another moan “Fuck, it feels so good, keep going.” You respond with a nod continuing your worship of her foot.

You finally bring both of her feet to your face placing kisses on both of her soles before dropping them both gently to the floor, moving up to kiss Chaeyoung on her soft lips, still drunk off the pleasure from the foot worship she asks “What’s next?”. You grin “Oh you’re gonna find out.” You dive into her neck immediately sucking the flesh aggressively as she lets out a sharp moan, you don’t stop your relentless assault as you begin to remove her costume unbuttoning her shirt with maximum efficiency removing it in a flash, now the only thing covering her chest being her sports bra you proceed to start massaging her left boob tracing your thumb over her nipple under the fabric, she lets out a sharp breathy moan “mmm don’t stop fuck don’t stop.” You didn’t plan to. You remove your hand from her breast and start pulling down her skirt revealing a pair of black safety shorts which you also removed finally revealing a pair of white panties soaked through the middle. You chuckle “You’re so fucking needy aren’t you? Already soaked and I haven’t even started eating you out yet.” She only lets out a whimper in response wordlessly begging for you to have your way with her which you obliged, you move your hand past the

waistband of her panties and start rubbing her clit in a counterclockwise circle, she immediately moans louder and slightly arches her back off the couch, looking into her glassy eyes you can see the lust swimming in her pupils, waiting to be given all the pleasure you can give.