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“You’re what makes this confidence possible at all, you know?” Jiwon hummed, tipped her head to the side to follow Yena’s touch. “We’ve been friends for such a long time, I thought to myself that if you accept my confession we’ll make it for sure.” Perhaps not forever, but forever wasn’t what Jiwon wanted to think of right now anyway. Right now, she wanted to enjoy being with her girlfriend, bask in the excitement of the newfound label. The novelty would wear off eventually, of that she was sure, but that was okay. The word friend in girlfriend didn’t just disappear after the figurative honeymoon period. “But good. You deserve a sexy girlfriend. And I might feel like a brick if I couldn’t keep up with your sexy, at least a little bit.”

Jiwon giggled into their kisses, fingers roaming Yena’s shoulders and the back of her neck, fingers eventually finding a place to rest tangled with her hair at the base of her skull. “You’d eat me up? But then you’d only have a girlfriend for–” Jiwon counted, making a show of it as she calculated an arbitrary amount of minutes that had passed since they’d finished listening to her song. “–for fifteen minutes! How sad would that be! You wouldn’t even get hot post-confession sex out of it!” She gasped in mock horror. “Let’s order in? If we go out I won’t get to lean over and kiss you whenever I please anymore…” Her lips found Yena’s for another peck. “And we can order groceries tomorrow morning or something like that. I’m sure I’m not the only person in your social circle who can be bullied into cooking for you.” With one last, lingering kiss, Jiwon hopped off her perch to amble over to where she’d left her phone and inspect their options. Scrolling through a random menu she’d plucked from her Naver search she curled up next to Yena again.

“When I imagined confessing to the girl I like this had never been what I imagined.” She sighed, toes curling with giddiness. “But it was even better than anything I’d ever come up with in my head.”

“well i’m very flattered to be your inspiration and muse.” yena hummed, clearly pleased with herself. “you know what they say, behind every confident, sexy woman is her equally sexy girflriend.” she winked quickly at jiwon. “okay no one said that, i just made that up but truly, i think it sounds about right.” she laughed, stealing a few more quick kisses, more soft pecks to jiwon’s lips than anything else, solely because she could. “your faith in me is inspiting, admittedly if it wasn’t for you i doubt i would’ve even dared to think past the confessing part. or up to that point even.” it was a good thing jiwon was a lot more bold than her when it came to this. had it not been for her efforts, yena feared she would have all of this just pass her by without evening taking the chance. “and my very sexy girlfriend you are~you’ve always been so pretty jiwon-nie, that’s no news.”

yena leaned into the touch, letting her head tip back and rest into jiwon’s touch, more than eager to soak into her girlfriends warm touch. “fair enough.” she hummed with a pensive look, nodding her head as if thinking on a solution. “i suppose rather than to eat you up i could also just eat you out.” a smile curled up on her lips again, more mischevious than her previous experession. “let’s stay in yes? we’ll order in and i’ll make sure i get my absolute neccesary amount of kisses and we will worry about who is on cooking duty for me when tomorrow or something. i have my contacts.” a soft whine escaping her as jiwon left her side to grab her phone but quickly wrapping herself around her girlfriend tightly again as she returned, bedding her head against her chest as jiwon scrolled through their option.

yul huffed as yena reached over to pinch his cheek, quickly moving to slap her hand away. sometimes he forgot that there was a two year difference between the two of them, mostly because they were both as ridiculously childish as the other but both seemed to act like they were far more mature. instead, it was more like watching a pair of bickering elementary school kids in the playground. “if i’m a baby then that makes you an old hag,” yul grumbled in response, rubbing at the spot on his cheek as if she’d committed the utmost offence against him. again, nothing but childishness. “i’m glad that we can both agree that you’re a boring old lady, it’s nice to see eye to eye on things sometimes,” he replied, offering the other a smile as he pet one of the puppies on the head.

“me? tragic? i’m sensing some hypocrisy here, noona.” honestly, yul was fine with not dating. all that mattered to him was that he could rely on himself, and that’s exactly what he did. he was always busy and on the move, anyway - there was hardly anyone who could really keep up with his lifestyle for the most part. he was young and enjoying the freedom, what more could he want? a puppy, that’s what he wanted. yul gave a disapproving look as yena pet the little dog - not because he didn’t want her to, but because he had an image to uphold - and crinkled his nose slightly. “poor thing, hardly lived a life on this earth and is now subject to being forced to be in your company,” he sighed, looking down at the puppy, “hilarious to think i’ll even let you come into my house to begin with, though.”

yena stuck her tongue out at yul’s dramatics, of course a shining example of her maturiy. “jokes on you, that just means i’m in my milf era, i still win.” she teased. looking from the outside in, it would probably be a littl tiring to constantly watch the two of them bicker back and forth, wondering why there were even friends at all if all they did was bitch at each other. but with yul, it was truly a love language and while yena wouldn’t admit, she truly enjoyed his company. even if he was a pest. “truly, my glory days have passed at this point, all there is left for me is to disintegrate into dust. at least i aged prettily. something tells me you won’t be that fortunate. enjoy your youth while it lasts.”

“Maybe I’ve just watched too many rom coms, grown too big of an ego. Become too confident,” Jiwon giggled before kissing Yena back. Honestly, she wouldn’t know where she was taking this amount of confidence either. For so long she’d been puzzled by the idea of love and the concept still was intimidating. But falling for her best friend had kind of reassured her that at the end of the day, the basis of what she’d been doing was all rooted in love all the same. If she’d been able to be friends and in love with Yena at the same time, surely they’d be able to make the girlfriends thing work too. “I think right now I’m just too excited to be worried. And once we do hit worries, we can take care of that together, yes!”

She melted a little under her girlfriend’s touch (girlfriend, girlfriend—it still hadn’t lost its exhilarating sound) and leaned in to peck Yena gently on the tip of her nose. “Isn’t making out usually the answer to things? Even the ones you didn’t realize were questions?” Waggling her eyebrows comically, Jiwon shifted a little, making herself comfortable on Yena’s lap. “Making out and then a late dinner? Goodness, I’m ravenous…”

“well confidence looks very, very sexy on you.” yena laughed, reaching over to brush her fingers through jiwon’s hair. perhaps that was the most reassuring thing of them all, the biggest reason yena wasn’t swallowed hole by the anxiety that had always come with the concept of commitment. looking at it, jiwon and her hadn’t changed much since their little confesion, they were still them, jiwon was her best friend before this and she still was after, some things between them would never change and yena was glad that they didn’t. “truly, look at us, we’re far too hot to be wurried anyway. that shit gives you wrinkles, can you imagine, ugh i wouldn’t survive.” with every light joke, yena’s worries felt further away, less real and pressing. 

duri had a lot of pieces in his wardrobe in the past that he had only worn once before donating it, simply because he wasn’t entirely sure how else to style that item. so, truth be told, he was thankful that yena had mentioned her own rule of three different outfits before buying something. he had a lot of items that he was able to style differently a lot - but, it was probably going to be easier now with that rule in mind whenever he’s shopping for a few new things for seasons. especially summer, he was never good at styling for summer he felt. he nodded his head, “that’s true! it’s like a new boost of confidence,” he says. 

it was going to be a rather good addition for his wardrobe. sure, it was only something that could be worn in the summer. but, most items were simply one season out of the year, weren’t they? he was sure by next summer, he would be able to style that one item some more, not to mention other things in his wardrobe from other seasons. plus, he really liked to continue to build up his wardrobe with new things that he likes. “it’ll be great!” he reassures, giggling once again. he giggled softly, coming out of the dressing room with the shirt on. “how does it look?”

yena felt a sense of pride almost seeing how well duri took to her advice, paying genuine mind to it. nam yena wasn’t someone who was particularly well known for her sound advice or for being someone who people usually listened to if she gave suggestions so even about something as seemingly unimportant as fashion advice, she was glad that someone seem to actually value her words. it was a nice feeling, being listened to. “and you know how it goes, trends change.” she shrugged. “not saying you should follow all of them blindly straight away but by slowly adding trendy pieces out of your wardrobe you can keep your wardrobe up to date without having to replace it all at once!”

jeonghwa blinked, momentarily taken aback by an unexpected outcome. although, within the time of her processing the action, yena presented her with a phrase that knocked any of her confusion away. from the doe-eyed shock came a face heightened, eyebrows up, cheeks pushed, lips as if attempting to reach her eyes. okay, whatever to her disappointment, that could be dealt with later. right then, the only thing that mattered was badgering yena for as much information as possible.

“oh. my. god.” her hands came up, fingers spread, then slapped down over yena’s. she used the grip to pull yena with her over to a seating area, though she couldn’t stop talking even on the way there. “who? where? when? how?” by the time she sat, she’d exhausted herself enough for a short sigh. “tell me everything. i’ve gotta know if losing my kissing privileges is worth it.”

the confusion on jeonghwa’s features was understandable, the two of them had always been very free in their affections and well, prior to it happening it wasn’t like yena had made any allusions to the fact she might be dating someone soon. it had all happened pretty suddenly, yena’s own feelings shoved down and ignored until jiwon had taken her by surprise. so it was only fair it came a bit shockingly to her friends as well. that, and as experience had proven so far yena always had a bit of a rounabout way of announcing her new relationships status. because apparently, just saying i have a girlfriend would simply be too boring.

yul could only huff in response, turning his nose up at yena before turning his attention back to the puppies who were far too excited and curious to stay still for more than a few moments. “telling lies isn’t very nice, noona. thank goodness you aren’t pinocchio,” he replied, his tone as if he was scolding a child, “we all know that ugly pictures of me don’t exist.” he paused for a moment before turning his attention back to her. “besides, if i’m in the dictionary next to selfish then you’re right there next to the definition of boring! not my fault i’m hilarious and exciting to be around!” it was equally as childish of a response, but yul was no way going to let yena have the last word.

whilst most people around him were getting into relationships, yul was still very much single. he really did like the independence that came with not dating and he had fun just having flings without responsibilities of a relationship, but his lack of love life was mostly due to the fact that he was scared of allowing himself to open up and be vulnerable. not that he was going to say that, though. “is it tragic, though?” he retorted, crinkling his nose in disapproval. “what’s more tragic is people forcing themselves to be in boring ass relationships because that’s what society tells them they have to do. i’d much rather be single.” hoping that he could turn attention from talking about romance, yul was more than enthusiastic to talk about the puppies. he hummed for a moment before reaching out to pat the head of a doberman puppy that had stayed by his side and had seemed to be comfortable enough to take a nap. “this one seems to like me, she’s really cute. what do you think?” 

yena couldn’t help but laugh as yul visibly sulked at her words. her friend surely could be amusing at times. “you’re still such a little baby yullie~” she cooed, reaching over to affectionately pinch his cheek before tapping her fingers against the spot. “throwing a tantrum like a little baby, such a child still.” her hand moved to ruffle his hair instead, something that would undoubtedly prompt even more protest because how dare she mess with his precious locks. another laugh was pulled from her lips as he called her boring, the claim too ridiculous to take seriously. like the two of them weren’t drunk off their ass god knows where every other week. “you know me, a boring old lady, just here to spend my weekends knitting or whatever.”

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if heaven was a place on earth, this truly must be it. yul was in pure and utter bliss and nothing was going to ruin that - not even yena. when he’d found out that the company was forcing them all to go to an animal shelter and volunteer, he’d nearly lost his mind with excitement at the idea of spending all day with adorable little animals. in particular, yul was excited for the puppies. he loved dogs and practically spent half of his time at his friends and members’ apartments just so that he could have some well deserved serotonin from cuddling their puppies. he just loved their little noses, their little paws, their silly little waggy tails and soft tummies. 

“absolutely not,” yul huffed in response as he snuggled the armful of puppies to his chest, squishing his cheek gently to the tops of their little heads. “stay here with me, puppies! i’m much more fun than yena, she’s boring and not as hot as i am.” he let out a pleased noise as a puppy tilted its head up to give the bottom of his chin a little lick, and he decided that having to be in yena’s presence was a small sacrifice to make to be able to have the time of his life with such cute little babies. “you’re right, i should get a dog,” yul replied. he’d been thinking about it for a while and, if he was quite honest, he didn’t think he’d be going back home alone - not when all of the puppies had taken his heart already. “and i’m not being selfish, i’m saving the puppies from utter boredom.”

yena... tolerated yul. that wasn’t true, he truly was her best friend but dear lord, could he be absolutely insufferable at times, today she was reminded of that more than ever. to some degree, his enthusiasm at being surrounded by a swarm of little puppies had almost been cute. almost. but in good han yul fashion, he just had to test yena’s patience again. “if you look up selfish in the dictionairy your picture is literally right there.” she huffed, sticking her tongue out at him. “and it would be an ugly picture too!” it was downright childish at that point but hey, yena had never claimed not to be and she knew her friend, if anything would prompt protest it would be that.

“i think switching it up brings something exciting and interesting to your wardrobe, right?” he asked, a soft giggle seemingly leaving his lips moments after. he nodded his head as he listened to the other. this was why he enjoyed shopping with yena, she had seemingly made shopping a bit easier with her suggestions, and tips on how to go about purchasing a piece. duri would normally just purchase something, hoping that it would work. that was probably a bit of a mistake, but it did work, sometimes. “i think i’d be able to create at least three different outfits with this, so it should work?” he said, giving a bit of a nod. “i can pair this with flowy pants, skinny jeans, and maybe shorts? though, i don’t really wear shorts that much,” he admitted with a soft shrug himself. 

there’s a happy giggle that leaves his lips, head shaking a bit. it was what was most comfortable, never really realizing how much it actually showed off his body. “ah, they just feel really nice,” he responded, giggling once more. he nodded in agreement, “comfortable is always a lot nicer in the hot summer,” he said. he nodded it, “i will get it! it’ll be a nice piece to have!” he agreed, giggling softly. he made his way over to what yena had picked up, carrying the shirt over his arm, as that was easier. he looked at it up and down, nodding his head. “sure thing!” he said, before taking the shirt to go try it on.

 admittedly, the only reason yena had learned to be mindful about shopping had been out of neccesity. yena had always had a love for pretty clothes but especially in the early days of gal.actic she was living on a much smaller budget and shopping had to be a very careful practice if she wanted to keep up a solid wardrobe. by now, gal.actic made a little more and yena had her own sources of income from her solo schedules on top of that but old habits died hard.  “yeah it’s fun to branch out and try something new once every while. new clothes can make a huge difference.”

“You show your love in your own way,” Jiwon argued, affectionately brushing Yena’s hair out of her face. “It’s okay if it’s not with words, that doesn’t mean I don’t know you care.” She wouldn’t always be as good at it as she’d just proclaimed, love had always puzzled her and being twenty-six wouldn’t magically gift her the ability to safely and healthily navigate her feelings all the time. But she was, if nothing else, firmly determined to do her best to be the best person she could possibly be, not just for Yena but also for herself to have this relationship be one of no regrets or misunderstandings.

“Exactly. We’ll go and work on the pitfalls on the way,” she promised, smiling. “I have no idea what I’m doing, honestly, but I promise you that I want nothing but the best for you and for us and–” She paused, took the moment to just look at Yena as if trying to immortalise this moment in her mind somehow. “I have no way of always getting things right but I want you to know that I’m serious about this. You mean too much to me for me to take this lightly.”

Even though they’d kissed plenty of times in the past, held each other, shared a bed in both (were there more? Jiwon wasn’t sure she really cared, this was going to be a thought for later) senses, hearing Yena agree felt special. “It’s okay, I’m not great at it either, I have no idea what I’m doing.” She giggled, stole yet another sweet kiss. “We’ll figure it out together. That’s what we’ve always done, right? Why should us being girlfriends change anything about that!” The corners of her mouth were pulling apart so hard, she wondered when the smiling cramps were going to set in. “Girlfriends. Girlfriend. Nam Yena is my girlfriend,” she chirped, pleased. “That sounds so nice. I hadn’t realized how badly I actually wanted this. Like, badly badly.”

it was a bit awe-inducing almost how determined jiwon seemed even if in reality, neither of them knew exactly what they were doing. yena always liked to pride herself in not being afraid of much but when it came to this, something so emotionally and vulnerable, yena was quick to realize that maybe she wasn’t so brave after all. if she was, she wouldn’t have waited for jiwon to write a whole song to confess to her first. “you don’t seem like you don’t know what you’re doing.” she pointed out softly, leaning over to steal a brief, sweet kiss. “but even if you don’t, seeing you so fearless about it all takes my worries away a little bit too. so thank you. for inspiring me to do better too. the rest we’ll figure out along the way.”

today’s the day! the sun is shining, yena’s in the building, and we’re about to shoot a… yena’s in the building… yena’s in the building!

everything with this project had gone by so quickly. jeonghwa felt lucky and grateful that hyeju and yena -or at least their companies- agreed to let her use them for an on the fly schedule. in most every way since she first brought up the idea, yena had been easier. she was closer with yena than hyeju, and given they were already under the same company (as their tits attested to) moving schedules around a bit to fit in this song was easier.

it also meant, seeing the dressing room door open to the face of her friend, was all the more exciting. jeonghwa asked her hair stylists for a minute, pausing only partway done with her do, so she could scamper herself over to the girl. “yenaaa,” she said as she approached, arms flying out. they wrapped around yena’s shoulders, and jeonghwa took at least a little care to not mess up her foundation on yena’s clothes. “i’m so glad you could come. i swear, it would totally not be the same without you.” when jeonghwa pulled back, like any other meeting, no thought was put into the action of leaning forward to peck yena’s lips.

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yena hadn’t been sure what to think when she had been told they wanted her to do some collab song to be released through portal. yena didn’t really do music outside of gal.actic and even that was only out of obligation. but her wary attitude had dissapeared within mere seconds upon hearing it would be together with jeonghwa and hyeju, two women dear to yena’s heart. not to mention it was some edgy, grungy song about how much men sucked, female empowerement and all that, that was always a good thing in yena’s book.

The ease that quickly filled the space between him and Yena had been a big part of why he’d felt genuinely excited to work with her for the cover. Realistically speaking the two of them had fairly diverging tastes in music and he’d been glad that they’d been able to come to a consensus as quickly as they had though in great part, he assumed, thanks to Yena’s lack of care for what they sang at all, Hanbyul was aware.

“It’s a little silly,” he tried to compromise, smiling. “There are things that make more sense to be excited by.” But the rug was pretty and fit the ambience without feeling like an active prop and having things fit together like that, especially when there had been limits to how much could be done as far as sets went anyway and Hanbyul had a good feeling about this. It was probably okay to be a little silly right now.

“Oh– yeah, no, fair!” He was quick to nod. Right now they didn’t have the time but he made a mental note to show Yena a clip once they were done. “They have an actual… I think it’s a wooden rug? Kind of a platform that can lift off from the ground carrying two people’s weight.” Watching that had been interesting, maybe magical, even if less so in a sense of something supernatural and more because Hanbyul thought the creativity that went into stage sets was its own kind of miracle.

“It’s been a long while since I’ve seen the movie,” he admitted. “And I’ve never seen the musical outside of a few clips on Youtube either, but I really liked the arrangement. It’s like you can hear the night sky twinkle.” Maybe if they’d been around more people this would’ve been where he’d get nervous under the pressure of others waiting for them to conclude rehearsals. But with his manager sitting in the corner flipping tapping away on the phone and their base-designated musician currently on a bathroom break it felt like he was allowed to take things a little slower.

“Yeah. Which is nice, if you ask me. Not like we got much of a chance to rehearse together before.” He shrugged, smiled. “How’s the song working? Like, in terms of pitch and all.”

“well, even if it were to be a little silly, who says that has to be a bad thing?” yena argued back gently. “who says silly things can’t be nice huh?” it was something yena had always appreciated in hanbyul’s presence, finding joy and beauty in the small things, an eye for detail and nuance she had personally always lacked. yena wasn’t about to get excited over a rug, but she did get excited over hanbyul’s excitement, it was nice they got to share that.

yena wasn’t exactly intrigued by stage design or musicals as a whole for that matter, she couldn’t recall the last time she had attended one but she was more than willing to indulge her friend in his knowledge on the topic. it was the least she could do, that’s what friends were for right? “i don’t know if that sounds cool or dangerous.” she pondered it for a second. “both, probably both, those two usually go hand in hand no?” it usually did when you were nam yena at least. “i watched the live action movie back when it came out, i liked that one, it was really pretty.” yena wasn’t one to argue about which versions of a piece of media were best, she simply liked things or disliked them, no need for deep analysis. “show me some of the clips of the musical after we’re done filming maybe? it sounds nice.”