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Summary: you're at the thrift store for the first time, planning to shop to upgrade your closet. you come across the jeans aisle and couldn't figure out a way to find the perfect jeans to fit you until you come across a girl who seems to know what she's doing.
a/n - this will be inspired by a wlw film video i found instagram!! lol. but all credits to them because i lowkey was giggling and kicking my feet while watching it
inspo: @dalagaseries on ig
ALSO!!!! PLEASE GIVE ME RECS 😢 IVE BEEN RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS LATELY PLS DONT BE SHY!!!!! I PROMISE I DONT BITE
You recently been interested in thrifting for a while now, you always ask your friends where they get their clothes from and they always say the same answer. The thrift store.
For a while you've been debating to go thrifting but too afraid to go thinking you'll have no luck compared to your friends. On a random Sunday you decided to head to the nearest thrift store.
It was 11 a.m. and thought it was a perfect time to drive to the thrift store.
You pulled up to the parking lot and gave yourself some motivation and claiming your luck.
"Okay, you will get all the good stuff. Please" You said as you held your hands together, praying.
While you were there you knew that you were gonna have the biggest patience, as soon you walked in you took a little look around the area and started walking towards to the women tops.
After 45 minutes of searching through the aisles of tops, you already had many items in your cart which made you excited that you found amazing finds.
You slowly walked to the jeans section with your cart and started from your size and searched through.
You preferably wanted to find fitted jeans around the waistline which made it difficult to figure out.
You found two pairs of jeans that looks like it would fit you but you weren't sure if it would exactly fit which made you blank out.
"Fuck." You whispered to yourself.
In the same aisle, there was another girl with striped hair trying out the jeans by putting it over her shorts to see if they fit. Meanwhile you on the other hand had baggy jeans, so it was impossible for you to try out the jeans.
The girl you were looking at took a glance at you and smiled.
A genuine smile. Not an ordinary one, which you found cute.
You smiled back and started small talk, "That's smart, I should've done that."
"Yeah, I do it all the time. It's a good hack, first time being here?" She asked.
"Mhm, it is my first time." You politely smiled and nodded at her.
"I can see that, finding jeans that fit you in thrift can be difficult, but there are ways." She said while walking up to you closer.
"May I?" She said.
You looked confused but she got closer and grabbed the jeans in your hands and wrapped it around your neck.
She's gotten so close to you, making you freeze (gay panic SORRY LMFAO).
She hummed while looking behind your neck and removed it from your neck, "Well, it looks like a perfect fit. Most of the time this hack works."
"Perfect." You said.
"My name is Alysa by the way."
You stated your name and she nodded.
"Hey, I was gonna grab some ice cream after this. I was wondering if you wanna come with? If you're not busy of course" She suggested.
"No, no i'm not busy! But yes, I love ice cream." You said excitedly.
After paying at the check out in the store you both headed to the ice cream store that was nearby.
"So, how your first experience of thrifting?" Alysa said to break the silence.
"It was really fun actually! I found a lot of outfits that I will be wearing in the future. And thanks to you of the pants hack, I've never thought of my first trip to the thrift store that I'll make a new friend." You giggled.
"I'm very much glad to help you. I actually saw you from afar and thought you were really pretty and wanted to help as soon as you had that look in your eyes." She admitted.
As soon as you heard her response you got flustered, "Really? Thank you!"
While walking to the shop closer and closer, Alysa gets to the door first and opens it for you to walk in.
You saw her acts of service and thanked her as you walk in.
"What flavor are you planning to get?" You questioned her.
"My favorite flavor is definitely chocolate cookie dough." She firmly responded.
Your eyes lit up from her answer, "That's funny, that's my favorite flavor too!"
You both then were getting your ice cream and you were pulling out you wallet to pay for the $3 ice cream. But instead of you paying, Alysa slid in her phone to tap to pay for the both of you.
You looked at her in shock, and she just simply smiled at you.
Both of you sat down at a empty table to enjoy your ice cream.
You took the first bite of your ice cream, and let out a small hum of how good it tastes as usual.
Alysa laughs at your little reaction to the ice and took a spoonful of her ice cream.
"What?" You reacted quickly,
"I don't know, how you reacted to the ice cream was adorable."
You froze and tried to keep your smile but you were already smiling.
Few seconds go by of silence eating you broke the silence,
"Have you always been thrifting?" You asked.
"Mmm, yeah. My friends introduced it to me back when I was in high school. So, I basically learned everything from them. Such as the hacks and tips for it."
"How about you? What made you decide to go thrifting today?" Alysa asked curiously.
"Friends also. My friends always thrift and they find good shit, every time I'm asking where they get their clothes from it's always that thrift store."
"Maybe in the future we can go thrifting together?"
You gave her a confused look, "Are you asking me out?"
"Maybe.." Alysa shrugged her shoulders.
As soon you were gonna answer her, you get a call from your roommate, Angelina.
Bruh.. not the damn time. You think to yourself.
"Sorry, let me take this." You said as you picked up your phone and held it against your ear.
From your roommate, she wanted you to come back home to help her something.
You really didn't want to leave Alysa but you have no other choice.
"Sorry, that was my roommate. She wants me to come back and help her with something." You told Alysa with a sad face.
"Oh okay. Do you want me to walk you to your car?" She asked.
"You don't have to!"
"No, I insist."
"Okay." You said with a smile.
"So, show me where's your car." She turned to you and smiled.
You walked in front of her and walked towards your car.
As you were walking you turned to your right to look at her, "Thanks for the ice cream by the way. I had fun for my first experience of thrifting"
"Yes, of course! I don't do this often with other people."
You both stopped at your car, "Well, this is my car."
"So, you didn't answer my question earlier."
"About what?" you asked.
"Me asking you out."
"Oh yeah! We can definitely do that."
"Can I get your number?" Alysa asked.
"Mhm," you say as you pull out your phone.
"Okay," Alysa says as she types her number in, "I'll text you."
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Summary: At Stars on Ice tour, Alysa notices you from the crowd and wanted to grab your attention by selecting you as her choice of receiving her rose.
You were sitting on the couch minding your business, scrolling through Pinterest. Until your best friend, Kayla, walks into the house.
"Hey, you're coming to the Stars on Ice tour with me."
Turning your head over, raising your eyebrow, "Excuse me? The what now?"
"Stars on Ice. The figure skating olympians."
You looked back at your laptop, "I don't even know most of them, and why can't you go by yourself?"
"Ugh, I need moral support duh. And also I need to see the love of my life, Ilia Malinin."
"Yeah, I don't know who he is."
"PLEASE COME." She begged.
"I'm sure you'll find it interesting"
"And I'll treat you to froyo after." She continued.
"Okay fine." You finally agreed.
Kayla smiled, "Ok well, get ready now. It's tonight."
"Alrighty."
You and Kayla both headed to the rink pretty early than expected.
As you both headed inside the rink to walk to your seats, you noticed you both were proceeding to the front row of the audience.
The seats where it's the closest to the rink.
"Are you sure these are our seats?" You questioned.
"Positive, I wanted a good view of my man."
"Okay okay, enough."
Kayla giggled as you both sat down.
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Alysa was on the rink warming up before the event actually starts. There was already many people in the rink already as her and the others were warming up and entertaining themselves.
She had a upcoming performance that wasn't performed yet to the audience. Including a rose in her hand,
And having to give the rose to a special person in the audience.
As Alysa was warming up she wanted to look at the people in the audience on who should be given the rose.
She was looking while she was taking a water break, and then taking laps around the rink until she spotted you.
Alysa thought you were beautiful and pure.
You were looking out onto the rink while talking to your friend.
The way you smiled warmed her heart.
She wanted to get to know you.
So. she thought giving the rose will give you the hint.
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The arena lights dimmed, and the crowd immediately started cheering.
Beside you, Kayla grabbed your arm so suddenly that you nearly jumped out of your seat.
"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God."
You laughed. "What?"
"The Blade Angels are next!"
Before you could ask what that meant, the music started.
The crowd got even louder as three skaters appeared on the ice.
Amber Glenn.
Isabeau Levito.
Alysa Liu.
The three names that were shown on the big screen and mentioned from the people behind you.
Even you recognized Alysa from the giant poster hanging near the entrance.
The three of them skated out together, waving to the audience before taking their starting positions.
Then the routine began.
You weren't really sure what you were expecting when Kayla dragged you here tonight.
But it definitely wasn't this.
The way they moved across the ice was mesmerizing. Every transition looked effortless, every movement perfectly timed with the music.
You found yourself really focused on the routine of the three girls.
"Told you it'd be interesting," Kayla whispered smugly.
"Don't ruin it."
She snorted.
The routine continued, the three women separating and coming back together throughout the performance.
At one point, Alysa's eyes briefly swept across the audience.
For a split second, you thought she looked right at you.
Then she was gone again, skating across the rink as if nothing had happened.
You shook the thought away.
There were thousands of people here.
No way.
As the music softened, you noticed something in each skater's hand.
A rose.
"What are those for?" you asked.
Kayla slightly shifts to your ear while still looking at the rink,
"Not too sure, I think this is a new routine."
You looked back toward the ice.
Amber was already heading toward the seats across from you and Kayla.
The audience erupted as she handed her rose to the person.
You could see from afar the girl covered her mouth in shock while the people around her screamed.
You laughed.
"Okay, that's actually kind of cute."
"Aw, I know."
Next was Isabeau.
She skated over to a little girl sitting near the corner of the rink and handed her the second rose.
The entire section melted.
Even you couldn't help smiling.
Then there was only one rose left.
Alysa's.
You watched as she slowly skated around the rink.
People were waving signs.
Holding out their hands.
Trying to get her attention.
You weren't really paying much attention anymore, assuming she'd stop somewhere else.
Until Kayla suddenly smacked your arm.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"She's coming over here."
"What?"
You looked up.
And immediately froze.
Alysa was skating toward your section.
Toward your row.
Toward—
No.
There was no way.
Your eyes darted behind you, wondering if maybe she was looking for someone else.
Alysa stopped right in front of where you were sitting.
The smile on her face was small but genuine.
Like she'd already made up her mind.
The arena noise seemed to fade into the background.
Everything felt strangely still.
Then she held out the rose.
To you.
Your brain completely stopped working.
"Uh..."
Alysa laughed softly.
And somehow that made you even more flustered.
Beside you, Kayla looked seconds away from passing out.
You carefully took the rose from her hand.
The crowd cheered loudly around you, but all you could focus on was the fact that Alysa was still standing there.
Looking at you.
"Thanks for coming tonight," she said.
The words were quiet, almost getting lost beneath the noise of the arena.
Before you could think of anything to say back, she was already heading back.
You watched her skate away, rejoining Amber and Isabeau as the routine continued.
The rose rested in your lap for the remainder of the performance.
And no matter how many times you told yourself it wasn't a big deal.
You couldn't stop smiling.
Meanwhile, Kayla absolutely refused to stop staring at you.
"Oh my God."
"Kayla."
"Oh my God."
"Kayla."
"You got Alysa Liu's rose."
"Please be quiet."
"I'm literally never letting you live this down."
After the final applause finally dies down, the arena starts emptying out in waves.
People are still talking loudly about the performance, replaying moments, laughing, taking pictures. Kayla, however, is freaking out next to you.
“You are not leaving. We are not leaving. I refuse to believe that just happened.”
You stare down at the rose in your hands again, like it might suddenly explain itself.
“It was literally just a rose,” you say.
Kayla widens her eyes. “That was NOT just a rose.”
Before you can respond, a staff member appears near the end of your row.
“Hey,” they say politely. “Is one of you here with the rose from Alysa Liu?”
Your brain short-circuits a little at hearing her name out loud like that.
You slowly raise your hand. “Uh… me.”
The staff member smiles. “She asked if you could come backstage after the show, if you’re okay with that.”
Kayla makes a noise that sounds like she’s about to explode.
“Yes,” she says immediately for you. “She’s okay with that. She’s VERY okay with that.”
“Kayla...”
But she’s already pushing you up from your seat.
A few minutes later, you’re being led through quieter hallways behind the arena, the noise of the crowd fading into something distant and muffled. Your grip tightens slightly around the rose without you realizing it.
“This is insane,” Kayla whispers. “This is actually insane. Do you understand this is insane?”
“I’m trying not to think about it,” you mutter.
“You should be thinking about it more.”
“I literally can’t.”
And honestly, you can’t.
Because your thoughts keep getting stuck on the same thing.
Why you?
The hallway turns, and the staff member stops near a door.
“She’s just finishing up, but she’ll be out in a second,” they say.
You nod, suddenly very aware of your own heartbeat.
Kayla leans in close. “Okay. Act normal.”
“I am normal.”
“You are not normal.”
Before you can argue, the door opens.
And Alysa steps out.
For a second, it’s weirdly quiet again.
No arena lights. No crowd. No music.
Just her.
She has a different outfit on. A little out of breath, hair slightly messy, jacket half-zipped like she threw it on quickly.
And then her eyes land on you.
Immediately.
“Hey,” she says softly.
“Hi.”
Awkward pause.
Kayla suddenly remembers she exists and awkwardly steps back half a step. “I’m just… over here. Existing. Not listening. At all.”
Alysa laughs lightly, then looks back at you.
“I’m glad you came tonight,” she says.
You glance down at the rose, then back up. “I think I should be the one saying that.”
That makes her smile a little wider.
“Yeah?” she asks.
“Yeah,” you admit. “It was… really cool.”
She shifts her weight slightly, suddenly looking a bit more nervous than she did on the ice.
“So,” she says, a little quieter. “This is probably kind of forward, but… I’ve been thinking about you since warmups.”
Your eyes widen slightly.
Alysa quickly adds, “Not in a weird way—I just mean I kept noticing you.”
“That makes it slightly less weird,” you say, and then immediately regret how that sounds.
But she just laughs again, relieved.
“Okay, good.”
There was another pause
This time, it doesn’t feel awkward. Just… careful.
“I was hoping,” she continues, “that maybe I could take you out sometime? ”
For a second, you just look at her.
Then the rose in your hand suddenly feels a lot less random.
“Um..Yeah,” you say, before you can overthink it. “I’d like that.”
Alysa’s expression changes instantly—like she’s been holding her breath without realizing it.
“Okay,” she says, smiling. “Good.”
From the side, Kayla lets out a very quiet, very betrayed sounding, “Oh my God…”
Alysa glances past you and finally notices her properly.
“Oh—hi,” she says politely.
Kayla straightens immediately. “Hi. Hello. I support this. Fully. I have always supported this.”
You cover your face for a second.
Alysa laughs, and the sound is soft and genuine, like the whole night finally settling into something calm.
And when you look back up at her, she’s still smiling at you like you’re the only person she’s thinking about.
“Okay, can I get your number by any chance?” she says again, a little softer this time.
"Yeah, sure" You say as you get your phone out of you pocket and passing it to her.
She carefully adds her number, making sure it's not dialed incorrectly.
"I'll text you?" She asks, handing you back your phone.
“Mhm,” you hummed.
“See you,” Alysa walks away, giving you a smile.
And as you stand there in a quiet hallway with a rose still in your hands, it suddenly feels a lot more real than anything that happened inside the arena.
“Okay, you can definitely overfill your froyo cup.”
sypnosis: you've been alysa's celebrity crush since your debut, and you two "happen" to cross paths at the AMAs
pairing: olympian!older!alysa x katseye’s 7th member!reader
w.c: 3.1k
contains: tooth rotting flufffff | use of y/n (SORRYYUUUHH)
kk here: chromed out alysa can ruin my life and id thank her massive writer’s block while writing this 😬 not proofread
Alysa anxiously checked her makeup for the millionth time with her phone’s front camera in the Uber. She was on her way to the American Music Awards, twitching to bite her nails, leg shaking in nervousness. She knew you would be there with Prada.
Since KATSEYE was announced in 2023, Alysa had been embarrassingly obsessed with you. Even her Olympics leotard was inspired by your outfit in the Debut MV.
Unfortunately, she had never had the opportunity to see you up close, so this might be the first and only time she’d ever be able to come in close contact with you.
When KATSEYE debuted in 2024, you were only 15 and Alysa was 18. She hadn’t planned on stanning you because you were a minor, but she found herself slowly falling for your charms. She didn’t like you in a parasocial way. She just had your picture as her phone wallpaper and watched your fancams in her free time.
She had been to the Beautiful Chaos tour in December 2025 in Los Angeles. However, she could only get tickets for the second floor, so she could barely see you. She cried at the concert anyway.
Finally, her Uber stopped. Then, the flash of cameras nearly blinded her. She flinched, and then regained her composure, smiling for the cameras.
Eventually, she steps into the room and immediately gets pulled away to take pictures. Afterwards, she was pulled away again backstage to prepare herself for the prize presentation.
A strict-looking woman with a slick back walked over to her. “Alysa Liu?”
“Uh, yeah, yeah. That’s me.” Alysa spun around to talk to her.
“You will be presenting the prize for…” She ran a finger down her clipboard. “…New Artist of the Year. You can only see the winner when it’s time to present the award. The nominees are Olivia Dean, The Marías, Addison Rae, sombr, Lean Thomas, Alex Warren, Lola Young… and Katseye.”
Alysa’s heart skipped a beat when she heard your group, nodding. “Okay. Got it.” She took the envelope from the woman, carefully putting it into her pocket.
As she waited, she struck up a conversation with Anthony Ramos. Awkward, but better than just silence. After what felt like an eternity, it was finally Alysa’s time to announce the winner of New Artist of the Year.
She walked on stage with her practised confident smile, taking the stage and putting down the award on the lectern.
“And the winner for the Best Female K-Pop Artist is…” Alysa opened the envelope, pulling out the piece of paper. “KATSEYE!”
The camera switched to your group’s face. You stood up first as the leader, leading the rest to the stage to collect the award.
You then presented the winning speech.
“This is so insane, there’s so much I wanna say but there’s not enough time so I’ll keep this short. Thank you to our Eyekons, we could not be here without you guys. Thank you to everyone who’s ever supported us before, even if you’ve only streamed our song once or twice. Especially thank you LE SSERAFIM and ILLIT sunbaenim for inspiring us, we love you so much. We haven’t debuted for too long but we already have an American Music Award, and that’s just so so so unreal. We hope our music keeps inspiring everyone and we’ll keep representing our culture. Once again, thank you eyekons, and we are KATSEYE!”
Alysa couldn’t keep her gaze off of you. To the naked eye, she was just being polite. In reality, she was taking you in, admiring how good you looked even under the harsh stage lights.
You then smiled and bowed to Alysa, hugging her with one arm, and her heart nearly stopped beating.
You got off stage, and Alysa retreated backstage as well.
The rest of the ceremony flew by but Alysa was in a state of shock for the whole time. The fact that you, her bias, had smiled at her and hugged her was so unbelievable that she just couldn’t process it. She had expected a glance, maybe even a nod, but definitely not direct interaction.
Later, it was time for everyone to walk around and congratulate each other. Alysa was just wandering pointlessly, looking around and exploring the venue. When all of a sudden, a hand tapped her back and she heard a very familiar voice. “Hey, you’re Alysa Liu, right?”
Alysa has never turned around faster in her life. There you were, right in front of her. You were alone, but you looked even better close up, in real life.
She almost forgets to speak for a split second. “Uh, yeah, that’s me.”
“You’re kinda hard to miss, striped hair and all. I kinda wanna dye mine a similar style.”
Alysa’s hand went up to her hair. “You totally should, you would look amazing.”
“You think?”
“Mhm.” Alysa bit her tongue to stop herself from saying “you’d look good with anything.”
“This is your first time at the American Music Awards, right?”
“Yeah. Kinda surprised I even got invited, to be honest. I don’t have a lot to do with music.”
“I mean, your performance for the Exhibition Gala at the Olympics did go really viral. I can’t seem to avoid it.”
“You’ve seen it?” Alysa tilted her head, surprised.
“Who hasn’t? It’s everywhere.”
“I mean, yeah, that’s true I guess.”
Then, a photographer walked up, asking to take pictures. Alysa felt a little disappointed until she heard you say, “Do you mind if I get a picture of the two of us?”
“You don’t mind? Right?” Alysa shook her head no. The photographer agreed, leading the two of you to the curtains.
After taking the photos, you thanked Alysa and hugged her, and then kept taking individual photos.
On the Uber back to her place, she finds herself searching you up on Instagram. Your account pops up from the first letter of your username.
She keeps it open for a few moments, just soaking in all of your posts. She refreshed the page and saw that your following count had gone up by one. Curious, she clicked into your followings, and her jaw nearly dislocated when she saw that you had started following her.
She checked your shared activity
y/n followed you in May 2026
You followed y/n in Nov 2023
“Holy shit.” She muttered, taking a screenshot, sending it into the group chat with Amber and Isabeau.
alysa: [ 1 attachment ]
alysa: GUYS????
amber: are we serious
isabeau: ?????? is this ai
alysa: omg go kys
But Alysa was smiling so hard that her face hurt.
You two texted to and from, Alysa oversharing and you matching her energy. You were surprisingly funnier than she’d expected, making her laugh even over text.
Two days later, she saw that you had posted an AMAS photo dump.
y/n BUY ME PRADA
styled by @katieqian my girl 🤍
thank you @prada @amas
She liked it immediately, then scrolled through the photos. You looked breathtaking as usual, but the one that really caught her eye was the fifth picture.
It was the candid one that the photographer had taken when you hugged her goodbye.
Her. In your Instagram post. Your post.
She hesitates for a moment, and then she types a comment
alysaxliu: power duo
She checked her DMs hopefully, and sure enough, you had sent two messages.
y/n: hey !! here’s the pics from the amas if you wanted to post any 🤍
y/n: [ three attachments ]
Alysa saved them immediately, liking them.
She typed a response, deleted it, typed another, and deleted it again. She then settled on a response.
alysaxliu: thank you!! i’ll def be posting them, they look amazing.
alysaxliu: btw, i saw your post
alysaxliu: thank you for including me
Her heart flipped in her chest seeing you start typing.
y/n: ofc
y/n: they look unreal
y/n: i saw your comment btw
y/n: might have something to do with you being in the pic
alysaxliu: just u
You liked her reply with a “🤍” and didn’t reply further.
Alysa smiled into her pillow. If anyone had told her three years ago, that she’d be casually texting you, she’d call them crazy and delusional.
The next day, she posted her pics, with only one picture with another person, and that was you. The rest were just individual photos.
You reposted it to your story, and it wasn’t long until the comments rolled in.
y/nism: im starting a rumour
y/nfineshyt: they’re so cute tgt ong
y/nallaroundtheworld: oh how i love this duo
Alysa stared at her phone for a while, then decided to text you.
alysaxliu: wanna grab coffee tgt sometime?
What if you rejected her?
What if you thought she was weird?
What if you-
y/n: sure !! when where?
Holy fucking shit.
alysaxliu: anytime is fine with me
y/n: well it’s not good for me to be seen out in public with someone not in the kpop industry
y/n: maybe i can come over or you can come over to my apartment? i can order some food and stuff.
alysaxliu: i can come over, where’s your apartment?
y/n: [ Google Maps link ]
alysaxliu: tmr, 5 pm okay with you?
y/n: see u then
That day, Alysa spent half an hour picking out the perfect outfit, and an hour perfecting her makeup and hair.
She took the elevator down to her apartment lobby, getting into an Uber since there wasn’t free parking near your place. It was some high-end apartment complex that Alysa won’t ever even dream about living in. The drive there took roughly an hour.
Her heart nearly stopped when she stepped out and saw you.
“Hey.” You smiled, taking her hand. “They won’t let you in if they don’t recognise you.
“H- hey.” Alysa blushed from her stutter and your hand in hers.
She followed you into the escalator, taking it up to your floor.
You made her take off her shoes before entering, her jaw nearly dropping when she saw your place. It wasn’t really minimalist, but not too over the top as well.
You ordered takeout, refused to let Alysa pay you back, and ate while talking about everything under the moon. Mainly it was you who talked and Alysa who listened while staring at you, mesmerised.
“I noticed that you’ve been following me since 2023.” You brought it up casually. Alysa nearly chokes on her Coke. “Are you a pre-debut fan of Katseye?”
“Uh, yeah.” She smiled sheepishly. “Caught in 4k I guess.”
“Well, it’s an honour to know that the Alysa Liu is an Eyekon.”
“Are you kidding? I can’t even believe that you know I exist?”
“You’re an Olympian, Alysa.”
“Okay, but you’re y/n.”
After finishing your food, you invited Alysa to check out your room. “It’s nothing like the rest of my house, you wouldn’t believe it.”
She had doubts when you said that, but when she walked in, she was proven wrong.
Your entire room smelled faintly of vanilla and was filled with posters of bands, Marvel, and a bunch of fandoms that she wasn’t a part of. A fourth of your room was empty, the very front had a floor-to-ceiling mirror and had wood flooring instead of a white carpet. You had a queen-sized bed tucked into the corner, a beanbag and a walk-in closet.
“So that’s where I practice alone.” You pointed at the wood floor. “And that’s where I become a chud.” You pointed at your bed. It was filled almost a third of the way with plushies, the sheets unmade and messy.
Alysa eventually loosened up and ended up on the beanbag while you lay in your bed, head on her shoulder, both of you doomscrolling. You were so close that she could smell the scent of apple in your hair and you could hear her heartbeat going five hundred miles an hour.
“I have practice in like, an hour.” You suddenly spoke up while later, breaking the silence. “I’ll still text you though.”
“Oh, okay, that’s fine.” Alysa tried to hide her disappointment. She wanted to soak in your presence for a little longer, but knew you had more important matters to deal with.
You went over to your closet, picking out a loose shirt that said “IDGAF” in bold red print and a pair of grey sweats, closing the closet door to change.
“You like this outfit?” You stepped out of the closet, fully dressed.
Alysa looked up, nodding.
She called an Uber and you went down to the parking lot, waving her goodbye.
At HYBE, you met up with Lara and Yoonchae, and waited for Daniela, Megan and Sophia to show up. Using that time, you texted Alysa.
y/n: u got home safe?
alysaxliu: yes lol, thx
alysaxliu: u at hybe?
y/n: yup lol, waiting for the rest to show up
alysaxliu: whatchu going tdy?
y/n: nothing special, just filming a dance practice.
alysaxliu: be careful
You reacted “🤍” to her message
y/n: gotta go, they’re all here
alysaxliu: okayy
You smiled at your phone before putting it into your bag
“Girl you’re never this happy before practice, who are you texting? Must be a miracle worker.” Daniela side-eyed you suspiciously
“Nobody.” You replied, a little too fast.
After practice, you and Yoonchae were getting to your cars before getting caught by sasaeng fans. One of them was trying to hug you, and you hugged her back. Yoonchae meanwhile, ignored the camera filming her, trying to hide.
You finally managed to get rid of them, and Yoonchae huffed. “You’re too nice to turn, rewarding their bad behaviour. You need to stand up for yourself.”
You simply shrugged. “I mean, I don’t like sasaengs, but they’re still Eyekons, so I still kind of appreciate them.”
She rolled her eyes, but didn’t push it further.
Alysa was in her dorm, scrolling on Twitter when she saw the video.
“ KATSEYE Y/N AND YOONCHAE spotted after practice “
The video showed the sasaengs surrounding you, filming you and hugging you. You were clearly overwhelmed, yet still entertaining them.
She immediately texted you.
alysaxliu: hey i js saw the video
alysaxliu: u good?
y/n: yeah lmao
y/n: i love my eyekons
alysaxliu: okay, stay safe alr?
y/n: okay cutie
Alysa nearly drops her phone on her face.
alysaxliu: look who’s talking
After a few months of subtly flirting back and forth, you and she are comfortable enough to lie together in bed together.
To be honest, you still affected Alysa the way you had affected her back in May. It still felt unreal when she had your arms wrapped around her in her dorm bed. But now she’s much more comfortable with you, not as tense.
Somewhere along the way, you had become reliant on Alysa. She had been the one to support you after every hard practice, every mistake, every meltdown.
The first kiss was sudden and unexpected. You were cooking in your apartment, and Alysa was sitting on the kitchen counter. She was just looking at you, studying the way you moved.
“Taste the soup.” You held the spoon to her lips, snapping her out of her daze.
“Huh? Oh.” She sipped it, nodding in approval. “Tastes good.”
Neither of you moved for a moment, her eyes following you for a second too long.
You went back to the stove and continued stirring the soup. Alysa got off the countertop, leaning next to you.
“You’re good at this.” She tentatively tucked a piece of stray hair behind your ear.
“You think?”
“Mhm.”
Alysa moved closer, wrapping her arm around your shoulders and pulling you to her side.
You looked up at her, smiling, spoon still in hand. Alysa cupped your face, leaning in close enough to smell that apple flavour in your hair that she loved. She gave you enough time to pull away if you wanted to. When you didn’t, she pulled you in to press her lips against yours.
It was soft, everything that Alysa had ever dreamed of. Your reaction was buffered for a second before you kissed her back.
She pulled away first, burying her face in your neck, her breathing heavy and unstable.
“I can’t believe I just did that.” She breathed out, lifting her head from your shoulder.
“And I can’t believe you just did that.” You laughed.
“No like, three years ago I was sure you’d never know I even existed and now I’m in your apartment and I just-“
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” You cupped her cheek and pressed a short kiss to the corner of her lips.
“So, I’ll take it as you like me too?”
“Yes I do, Alysa, I like you a lot.”
“Does it mean I can kiss you again?”
You kissed her cheek. “Yes, it does, silly. As many times as you want.”
You were constantly busy, but you still managed to make time for Alysa. You started going to practice in her clothes, going to her place instead of your own after practice.
Alysa discovered that you were actually a pretty clingy girlfriend. You needed constant attention, and it was practically impossible to pry you off after a rough day.
Every night, she found herself lying next to you, arm around your waist, your leg thrown over hers. You would be in her clothes, and occasionally press a kiss to her cheek, and she would blush every time.
You practically lived at her apartment, but Alysa wasn’t complaining. It was every Eyekon’s dream- to have their bias in their arms every night.
You did end up dying your hair like Alysa’s for the iconic by mistake music video. You dyed it the opposite of how she did, so it was more matching than the same.
Once, you were looking for her portable charger when you came across something that looked like a photo book. Curiosity took over you, and you opened it. You were met with your face. You flicked through the pages. It was filled with every photocard of yours, every single one since your debut.
“Alysa?” You called out, still looking through the binder.
When she opened the door and saw you holding it, her first reaction was denial.
“I-“ She started, but you cut her off.
“Didn’t know you were such a big fan of me.”
“This is so embarrassing.”
“It’s cute.”
“You’re just saying that.”
“No, I’m serious. It’s cute.”
You kissed her neck, and muttered, “Everything you do is cute.”
Could you write fem reader getting a certain boob piercing. And when she shows Alysa she is immediately obsessed with them and wants to touch and play with them so bad but is devastated when she is told he had to wait a while so they can head.
“What do you think? I’m so fucking wet.”
“BABE”! You shouted, entering the house. You just got back from your appointment that Alysa didn’t know about. “In the bedroom”! She shouted back.
You put down your stuff, wincing a bit as your shirt rubbed against your boobs. You sucked it up and walked to the bedroom, hearing Alysa’s voice becoming louder and louder.
She was sat at her desk, headphones on. She had her controller in her hands and her upper half was illuminated with the bright light of her computer. “Hey baby”, she said, glancing your way. You wouldn’t need to be a genius to figure out that her attention was mostly on her game.
“Hey..who you’re playing with?” You asked, running your fingers through her hair. “Uhh, my friends and some random people online- hey! You were supposed to go this way! We’re going to get killed!” She yelped, pressing more aggressively on the button on her controller.
“Lys, can you log off? I gotta show you something.” “Baby, you know I can’t pause this game, I literally told you-” she began to ramble, cutting herself off when she saw you remove your top.
“Baby what are you- holy shit.” Her jaw literally fell on the floor. She immediately closed her laptop, removing her headphones as well. “Oh my goodness baby.” She got up, walking towards you.
You had your shirt rolled up over your chest, boobs out. On your nipples were two freshly made piercings. You hissed slightly, the cold air mixing with the slight throbbing. “You’re so easy Alysa.” You laughed, watching her lick her lips.
“And you’re insane! Why didn’t you tell me?” She fake-scolded, lowering down at your chest level. “Because it’s a surprise, duh.” You chuckled. “They’re so fucking hot, baby.” She mumbled, ready to touch them.
“Hey! No touching.” You slapped her hands away. She huffed, looking up at you. “Why?” “The piercer said it needs to heal first.” You caressed her face before jokingly pushing her away. “This is so stupid. What kind of rule is that?” She rolled her eyes. “Do you want my boobs to be even sorer? And have an infection?”
“Well it’s not going to first time that I’ll make your boobs sore-” “Shut up!” You blushed, pulling your shirt down. “No, wait, I wasn’t finished looking.” She held your hands in place, continuing to stare at your new piercings. “You like them?” You smirked. You knew damn well she did.
This girl is obsessed with your boobs and anytime you flashed her, she considered it as a blessing from heaven.
“What do you think? I’m so fucking wet.”
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⋆˚꩜｡ gf alysa would take you to all the hidden gems in the Bay Area
"Where are we going?" You asked in the passenger seat next to Alysa.
"Don't worry about it. It's a surprise." She chuckled.
You gave Alysa a scared look but deep down you were excited on what her surprise was.
You both parked into a park, and Alysa quickly opened the door for you.
Alysa leads you to a empty field with flowers and trees around, looking closely you see a blanket and food placed from afar. You couldn't see much but as the more you both walked towards it, you were amazed of the hard work Alysa put into this.
It was neatly organized with all your favorite foods as well as Alysa's favorite foods. The area itself was so magical with all the nature surrounded the both of you.
"Where did you find this place?" You curiously asked.
"Just one of my favorite spots where I would to relax and chill."
"Also, I thought I would show you this spot. This could be our spot from now on."
You looked over at your girlfriend and smiled at her.
⋆˚꩜｡ gf alysa is so a night owl. When you're sleeping, she would wake you up with her laughing hysterically while she's watching Tiktoks on her phone.
Sometimes she would purposely shake you until you're awake to show the videos that she finds funny. You would often glare at her for blaming Alysa ruining your sleep and get annoyed of the brightness of her phone.
“Babe, look at this, it’s fucking hilarious.” As she shifts to you with her phone with full brightness.
You looked over at her with a pissed off face, hinting that you're not in the mood.
“Sorry,” she’ll whisper with a soft smile, putting her phone down and pulling you into her chest, leading you back to sleep.
⋆˚꩜｡ gf alysa first attempted to invite you to play Fortnite with her brother and cousin. You were hesitant at first because you were overthinking that you were gonna be terrible but you managed to carry the whole team in the end.
"Please play with us! We need another team member." Alysa pleaded.
"I don't know. I'm scared that i'm gonna embarrass myself and die."
"It's okay! I'll protect you from all the other players if they try to kill you."
You scoffed at her response.
"You can get an reward after.."
You looked at her confused, "What type of reward?"
She smirked.
Next thing you know, you're sitting on the PC joining your girlfriend's match.
For the entire match you were LOCKED tf in. You didn't speak or anything, just pure silence on your end.
You and the team were swarmed with enemies leading you to kill each and every one of them.
"WHAT THE FUCK." Alysa yelled while trying to shoot the other players.
You were on the verge of dying but still went to defend but there was too much of them.
"GET OFF MY GIRL." Alysa screamed while trying to save you.
Her and the rest of the team managed to kill all of them. Alysa stayed back to you to help you gain back health.
"Here drink this baby." She offered.
"Thanks." You said while laughing.
As the game was coming to an end you have to kill the last few people that were remaining.
"Okay guys, lock in."
You achieved to killing the last player, revealing the big "Victory Royale" on the screen.
Alysa got up running to you and kissing all over your face.
"You did so good! I knew you could do it!"
Later, she gave you the reward that she promised you would receive.
