yeji-core

yejisu neighbors au, fluff & humor & smut, yeji is a chiller, jisu is a ray of sunshine, bella the dog is an important character | 19k words | 3/3 chapters 🔞

“Hot Gym Girl is flattering and all, but my name is Yeji.” Jisu blinks at her for a second. She’s standing in the corner of the elevator, hands shoved in the pockets of her sweats, plastic convenience store bag dangling from her wrist. It’s hard to see her eyes in the shadow of her cap under the harsh elevator lighting, but she looks relaxed. And, fuck it, she seems friendly enough. (Also, Somi is often right, but that last tequila shot probably wasn’t her best idea because Jisu’s lips are feeling even looser than usual). “Okay, Yeji,” Jisu starts, “This has been haunting me for the past three minutes now. Do you think you could bench me?”

childhood friends (with benefits), angst & smut, non-linear narrative, a lil toxic a lil spicy | 4.2k words 🔞

Yeji always comes back, and they always come back to this. To confident hands pulling Ryujin’s shirt over her head, to undone belt buckles and tripping out of their pants, to lips meeting again, harder this time, desperate.  Ryujin moans, she sighs, she rolls her hips. She throws her head back to let Yeji paint the skin of her neck with purpling bruises. She’s feral as ever. Laying claim to what isn’t hers. (What never has been, what always will be).  But maybe Ryujin can be hers again. For the night at least. And maybe again and again after this until Yeji finally falls too fast for a pretty girl over coffee and they go back to being friends who don’t do this.