ysy yuri freakazoid

It was another late night. Dark and lonely, as you waited on the couch of your apartment that you shared with your girlfriend.

Grace usually stayed on top of all her FBI work, but tonight her boss just had to swamp her with way more than usual.

Earlier in the day she called you to let you know she won’t be home for a few extra hours.

“H-hey! Sorry, my boss said that he has a couple extra papers and articles for me to analyze before I can go- I’ll try to finish by 10- no, 9pm tops!”

Her voice sounded slightly shaky, as it usually did when she was nervous. You weren’t mad at her, you know she can’t control her workload sometimes. You were more angry at her boss for putting so much on her plate, going through articles all day and night, just to do it again the next day? It sounded exhausting.

And you knew the perfect way to help her rest.

“Hey! Calm down, it’s okay. I’ll be waiting for you at home, love.” You made sure that your tone was calm and reassuring.

You hear the soft voice sigh from relief on the other end. “Thank you…I’ll be there soon!” She said as she quickly hung up the phone.

~

The door to the apartment clicks open, you hear a few steps and the heavy sound of a bag dropping to the floor along with a soft sigh from your girlfriend. Slowly, you peak from behind the couch and watch as grace closes and locks the door in front of her.

You rush behind her and give her a hug, head nestling on her shoulder as you face her neck.

You inhale as though you are breathing her in, you are. The scent of her perfume faded but still lingering. “Gosh, I missed you so much baby.”

You feel grace slightly jump at the sudden embrace. But she doesn’t move away, doesn’t shift from discomfort, she just brings her head over to the side to lean on yours, accepting the hug with a smile.

“I missed you too”

You slowly move your hands underneath her shirt, feeling the warmth of her stomach as you slowly continue upwards. Grace exhales sharply, the movement unexpected.

Sensing her reaction, you pause and look at her.

“Do you want to? We don’t have to if you’re tired, it’s okay.”

She giggles as she glances at your face, then down at your hands that are right underneath her chest.

“Yes..I want to.”

With the confirmation you continued to go up. Your hands slowly cupping her chest, feeling her nipples harden through her bra.

Grace let out a whimper, the feeling of your hands on her already made her needy, made her want more of your touch.

You lean your head slightly upwards to whisper in her ear.

“Let’s get this off, yeah?”

Moving your hands from her chest, you lean back and unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor.

Grace turned around to face you and began to take off her shirt, with you following. As soon as your shirt touched the ground, graces eyes slightly widened at your chest.

You weren’t wearing a bra.

Grace was ready for you, she wanted to take you right there.

Rushing forward, graces lips practically teleported to yours. Aggressively kissing your lips like they were her last meal. Your bodies were so close together that your chests were against each other, your nipples grazing with every slight movement making both of you hungrier for more.

Both of you quietly whimpered against the others lips, the feeling of your chests and lips together, your tongue slipping between graces lips, the sounds she was making-

“I need to fuck you right now.”

Grace chuckled at your statement before gasping. Your hand was already between her pants and underwear, feeling the wetness and heat that grew by the second.

“Fuck..you’re already so wet, grace.”

Grace moaned as your hand continued to rub through her panties, feeling her lips first, then her hard clit. It was practically pulsing with her arousal, her panties ruined at this point.

“H- hold on I’m…hngh..wait-“

Grace grabbed your wrist that was still between her pants.

“Can we go to the bed? I JUST put my bag down..” her voice had a slight giggle to it, you sensed she could tell that you’ve been waiting all day for this, you forgot to even get comfortable first.

“Yeah.. sorry” you said with a chuckle as you grabbed her hand and went to the bedroom.

~

Both your clothes were already off by the time you closed the bedroom door. You turned back to Grace and pushed her onto the mattress, letting yourself slowly begin to climb on top of her and kiss her.

She kissed you back passionately, clearly wanting this relief as much as you did. Letting go of her lips, you move your head down her body slowly. Kissing her neck and shoulders, leaving hickeys while hearing her whimpers and gasps, clearly trying to keep herself quiet.

“Please be loud for me, I’ve been wanting to hear you like this all day..just relax for me..”

Grace let out an exhale at your words, you’ve been wanting to hear her like this? You want her to Relax? She had been so pent up all day she didn’t even realize how stiff she was. She slowly let herself go.

“That’s my girl” you say smiling against her skin.

Going lower, you leave kisses on her chest, taking one of her nipples into your mouth, gently sucking as your hand grabs the other one, massaging it and pinching her nipple between your fingers.

“Oh my gosh…please..” Grace says, no longer holding back her moans while she feels your mouth and hands on her most sensitive areas. Her core was pulsing, she felt herself getting wetter and wetter as this continued, she needed relief immediately.

“Please I…I need.. I need.”

“What do you need, Grace?” You say against her hardened nipple. Looking up at her face and watching the sweat drip to her brow.

“I need you…please just..please- fuck, please”

“Use your words baby”

“Fuck- please fuck me.. please”

“Good girl”

You move down to her lower abdomen, leaving a kiss right before moving to her thighs. Spreading them apart you start to leave kisses and marks in between her legs. Glancing down at her soaked core that was practically dripping at this point. Hovering over her wetness, you look up at her one last time to see her eyes are closed and her head is up. This isn’t going to do.

“Look at me, Grace. If you stop looking at me I will stop.”

Grace moaned and looked into your eyes, she watched as you stuck out your tongue and did a long, flat lick from her vagina all the way up to her clit, Wrapping your lips around the bud.

She fought to try and not throw her head back. She watched as you began to lick her clit in circles, gently at first until your licks became quicker.

Her breathing became heavy, “oh you’re so- gosh, don’t stop please oh gosh oh gosh”

You slow down and she looks at you in confusion, her legs attempting to help her buck up to your mouth again. But your hands are pushing her legs down so she can’t do it.

“Why are you slowing dow-“

Grace gasps as you stick a finger inside of her, she was so wet it slipped in with no effort, you began going back and forth, watching her breath hitch and her face almost melt in pleasure.

Then you stick another finger.

Both your fingers pumping inside of her with ease, she wasn’t whimpering anymore- her moans sounding straight pornographic as the pleasure pulsed through her body.

“Oh gosh I’m gonna- I’m gonna..”

You wrap your lips around her clit and begin to suck.

“FUCK!” Grace screamed, her body began to shake and her stomach felt like it was on fire, her whole body felt stimulated as you continued to fuck her through it, waiting for Grace to come down.

You smile as you slowly pull out, letting her calm down before you speak,

“So..was that a good stress reliever?”

Grace laughed at your question and then covered her face with both her hands.

Seoyeon saunters over to her then halts, sucking through her teeth and tilting her head. 

"What's wrong?" Nien asks, less stable than she intended. Seoyeon continues walking, though her steps are less spry and more calculated, eyeing Nien closely.

She sits silently, the corners of her mouth tugged up a bit. Nien swallows a loud gulp. "Alright, what's going on?" Seoyeon crosses her arms and turns her body.

Nien shrinks into herself, cold running down her back. "What's going—what do you mean?"

"Hello, Seoyeon?" Seoyeon chuckles in disbelief. "What happened to the 'hiya hiya, what's going on, Yoon Seoyeon!' bit you do?" She imitates Nien's tone as she quotes it.

"Oh my God, you know it word by word?" Nien grimaces, lowering her face. 

"Of course I do! You say it all the—hey, are you okay?"

Nien forces a chuckle. "O–Of course! I'm feel—feeling super today. Why'd you ask?" She tries to look Seoyeon in the eyes, fails after two seconds, looking away.

"Nien, you look...you don't sound okay. Is something up? Tell me." Seoyeon slides across the bench and reaches out for Nien's face, causing the latter to yelp and flinch.

"Oh my God! Are you sick? Does it hurt? You're sweating, Nien!" Seoyeon whines, reaching for Nien's arms this time. Nien doesn't flinch as badly, though she's lightly shivering now, breaths heavier.

"S–Seoyeon...I need—I got something to t–tell you," she murmurs, licking her lips as she does her best to look Seoyeon in the eyes.

"Mhm? What is it?" Seoyeon asks softly.

Nien takes a few deep breaths, blinking rapidly. "It's, um...I....there's—ugh, hold on, give me a minute, please?" She looks away again, fanning her cheeks.

"Of course. I'm right here, Nien. I'm not going anywhere."

"Mmm...why do you gotta sound so sweet!" Nien whines to herself.

"Huh? What was that?"

Nien doesn't answer, fanning her face harder. Her lips keep drying, she keeps licking them. "Alright. So, like, we've been...um, good–good pals for a while, yeah?"

Seoyeon raises a brow and lets out a single chuckle. "Girl, you're making me nervous—"

"Just listen!" Nien yells, covering her mouth right after, eyes wide. "I—I'm sorry, I wasn't...didn't mean to yell." Seoyeon let Nien's shoulder go in surprise, leaning back slightly. "It's...it's okay. I shouldn't have interrupted."

"No! Don't..." Nien raises both fists in the air, then drops them back to her lap. Another few breaths and she continues. "So...so. I didn't—don't remember when—since when. But...you...I—"

The words clog up in her throat, lips trembling, teeth clenched as a tense groan spills through in lieu of speech. Her head's thrown aside again, trying to bury itself in the crook of her shoulder.

Seoyeon watches with bated breath, her eyes darting all over Nien. Giving some moments to let the flow settle before asking, "You, I...what? Did...I do some—"

"Urgh! I like you! I Yeon Soo—I mean, Yoon Seoyeon! I like you! I like you a lot!" Nien utters breathlessly, fists clenched hard on her thighs. Her big round eyes are locked onto Seoyeon's, fearing she won't be able to anymore if she averts them even briefly.

Seoyeon stammers silently, eyes narrowing a smidge. "Nien..."

"Like, more than a friend! Way–way more! I like you so much it makes my chest hurt!" Nien's voice becomes less stable with every word. "Every time you...you feed me a bit of your food. Your smile and th–the little giggle you make after asking me to open a bottle. When—" 

She runs out of breath, the one she takes next sounding moist. "When you hold doors for me, fix my hair a bit even though—" Now she's starting to laugh, a wide, dumb grin unlike the one she forced on earlier. "Even though you didn't have to! Your smell, your presence—everything! It–it feels...different! I don't know how long, I just know it drives me crazy!"

Seoyeon's slightly open mouth shuts, curving downwards as she watches Nien panting. "Nien...is this—if this is a prank—"

"It's not! It's not a prank! Not a prank, I swe–ear..." Nien begins sobbing quietly. "I prepped the whole day for this! I like you so much..."

Seoyeon raises her arms tentatively, wrapping them around Nien and pulling her in. The moment she does, Nien breaks, crying into her shoulder.

She pats Nien on the back, her face burning hot and eyes getting glassy. Nien calms down after not very long, wiping her tears with haste, a pensive smile already adorning her face, 

"Nien..."

"I'm sorry! Just...I really wanna get it out right now. Felt like I'd literally explode if I don't," Nien chuckles, sniffling. "You don't...you don't have to answer right now." Her voice fades and speeds up towards the end, eyes down at her lap.

Seoyeon observes her for several moments, then smiles. It's not the dazzling summer sun that Nien's is, more like the cozy rays through the canopy of an autumn forest.

"Why would I do that?" she asks, almost too quiet for Nien to catch. "Hm?" the latter raises her head. "Why would I answer it later..." Seoyeon tucks a hair behind Nien's ear, making her breath hitch. " ...when you're right here, right now?"

Nien's mouth hangs open, eyes scanning Seoyeon's face. "Seoyeon..."

"I—phew, I don't think I've told you before, have I?" Seoyeon starts, tapping her fingers on the bench. "You know I got...a lotta people relying on me, yeah? Professors always appoint me to help manage their classes. Always the leader in group projects. Not to mention the club."

Nien nods silently. Seoyeon continues, "And so...a lot of the time, I gotta be upright. Reliable. The one who knows everything, even when I don't." She exhales through her nose, running her fingers through her hair. "It's a lot. Lots of pressure. And it bleeds into my daily life."

Seoyeon inches closer to Nien, eyes gazing deeply. "You help me...forget about them, even for just a bit. Reminds me that...that I don't have to be strong all the time. That not everything has to be perfect for them to work."

A sob, then another, then another from Nien. Each becoming less restrained. "Oh, Seoyeon..."

"Seriously. If not for your wacky ass segues to hang out at random hours of the day, I'd have missed a lot more meals!" Seoyeon scoffs, tickling Nien as well, the latter snickering between sobs. 

"Remember that one time? You said you wanted to try out that new Pho place at like...4 PM?"

Nien scoffs, biting her lip. "Wasn't even that good. Pricey as shit, too. Had the gall to call themselves 'authentic'? Bitch please!"

"Yeah! Did I ever tell you the...nonsense I just finished dealing with right before you texted?"

Nien shakes her head, pouting. "No, you didn't."

"I had—ugh!" Just the thought of it causes something to burble in her chest. "Some genius thought certain campus rules no longer applied to him. Because he wasn't a freshman anymore."

"No way," Nien chortles.

"Wasn't even the nuanced stuff, too. Things that are plain fucking obvious. Like how do you—" Seoyeon sighs, waving away the awful thought. "Anyways, you made me forget all that with your...passionate grovelling about the Pho. Learned some new Viet curses that day!" 

Both women laugh, reliving the memories and emotions of that late afternoon. 

"But um...yeah. When I'm with you, I feel...safe, without being strong. I can feel vulnerable, without—" A single tear rolls down Seoyeon's cheek, her voice also becoming wet. "—without feeling guilty."

Nien's cries get a bit quieter, but longer. "Stop! That's so...why are you so..." she trails off, covering her flushed face. Seoyeon snickers, then grits her teeth, preparing to continue.

"At some point, they did start feeling...different. All those little things you did for me. Being around you." Seoyeon rests her head on her fist, propped against the backrest. Nien follows suit, resting her temple entirely on the backrest, slightly hunched due to her greater height.

"Different...how?" Nien whispers.

Seoyeon ponders for a few, her tears speeding up. "Like–like I...wanted you."

Nien lets out a long squeal, then breaks down crying again, covering her face and shaking. "You did not just say t–that..."

"I wanted—I didn't want us to be just...I want—" Seoyeon groans, Nien's animated, genuine reactions making it harder for her to continue. "Everything! Everything..." she sobs. "When I see pretty things, I wanna show them to you. When things are hard, I want—you, your person. Like...you don't have to—" Seoyeon breaks down properly now, though her cries are silent.

Nien whines and slides over in a split second, closing the distance and hugging her tight. "Seoyeon...don't cry! You're making—" She sniffles and shakes her head, resting her chin on Seoyeon's shoulder. "No. Cry. Cry all you want, Seoyeon. I'm–I'm right here."

Seoyeon hiccups and keens a few times before she's able to go on. "You don't...don't need to do anything, Nien. I just want you near me, to know you're there with me, for me. Whatev—" She coughs. "Whatever it is. Is–is that okay?"

Nien nods fervently, having the unintended effect of hammering on Seoyeon's shoulder. "Ow, ow!" Seoyeon moans, half-chuckling half-sobbing.

Nien gasps and pulls away, massaging the spot. "Sorry! I was...sorry!" she grimaces, pouting at herself. Seoyeon grins, a smile curving her eyes all the way up. "You are so damn adorable, Nien."

Nien's lips curl inwards, then up as she shakes side-to-side, kicking her feet. Her face somehow gets redder than it already was, all the way to her ears.  Seoyeon giggles and settles, fanning and wiping her soaked cheeks. They stay like that for a bit, listening to the park and feeling the buzz of a different energy in the air between them.

"So...does all that mean..." Nien looks at Seoyeon expectantly, hands clasped tight. " ...you, like me back?"

Seoyeon clicks her lips a few times, then nods; oscillating her neck's full range of motion. "Mhm!"

"Can you say it?"

"I...like you, Hsu Nien Tzu. I like you a lot. More than—oh!" Nien squeals and launches herself at Seoyeon, capturing the smaller woman with a tight, crushing hug. Seoyeon's unable to hug back, arms pinned to her sides.

"Nien! You're—ah! Really—strong! Girl, ease up!" Seoyeon huffs. Nien loosens her arms, laughing. "Sorry, you are really...so small and huggable! Hehe!' Seoyeon scoffs and scoots over to rest her temple on Nien's shoulder. "Ah, this is nice. Too nice. I want this every day and night now," she murmurs.

"We can do that!" Nien chirps. Seoyeon sighs, dragging her head to look up at her. "I really wish we could."

Nien looks down at Seoyeon. Something catches in their throat as their faces' proximity to each other is viscous and apparent. Eyes dart between each other and their lips. Without thinking, Nien leans in closer, her warm breaths—

"Oh, oh! Whoa!" Seoyeon scoots away as her brain unpauses. Nien gasps and slides away also, though not as far as Seoyeon did.

"Were you...was that...trying to–to kiss me?" Seoyeon asks, her heart beating faster than the most daunting public appearances could make it.

Nien quietly stammers something, then straightens up. "I—yeah, no—I mean, yeah! Yes! I–I was! Why not?" She puts on a determined face, nostrils wide, jaws clenched. It lasts all of three seconds before it melts again, her mouth loosening to a small frown. "Can I?"

Seoyeon wets her lips and gulps, sliding towards Nien. Nien stays in place, her face tilting down to line up with Seoyeon's. 

Seoyeon raises her small hand, settling it on Nien's nape. "Do it," she whispers. 

Nien exhales through her mouth, gingerly leaning in. She closes her eyes, so does Seoyeon. Hovers closer and closer, they can feel the heat from each other's cheeks now, little breaths tickling. The sunlight through their eyelids dim as their faces block it out. Only centimeters now, she—

"Oop." Their noses bump into each other, sending both women snickering, almost barrelling into something uncontrollable that'll cancel this whole deal.

"Okay, okay. I–I'll go this way? You stay...yeah, yeah," Nien mumbles. Seoyeon chuckles, her eyes fluttering. "Do whatever you need, Nien. I'm yours."

Nien's hearstrings pang with an echo within her chest. She closes her eyes and tries again, tilting her head to the side this time, enough to clear their noses. When her lips land, she nearly moans. 

Seoyeon's lips are soft and small. It tastes of her lipstick, along with a trace of coffee. For over thirty seconds, that's all they do. Lips pressed against each other, not a word or breath uttered between them.

They separate to catch their breaths. Nien opens her eyes first, a longing gaze beaming onto Seoyeon's as hers flutters open. "Seoyeon..." Nien palms her cheek, caressing it and sliding down to her chin. "You are so beautiful."

Before Seoyeon can think up anything, Nien goes back in, hesitation gone. She gets more adventurous, putting Seoyeon's top lip between hers, sliding her bottom lip back and forth with her tongue. 

Nien unlatches briefly, switching to Seoyeon's bottom lip, doing the same. A breathy sound escapes Seoyeon, her hand pulling Nien deeper. Nien wraps her arm around Seoyeon's back, letting out long hums.

The humdrum of the campus park fades away, noon sunlight replaced with a hazy glow in their heads. They keep going until their lungs are ringing alarm bells, head light from more than euphoria.

Their lips smack loose, both women panting. Their eyes exchange looks of wonder and excitement, along with a hint of anxiety. "How...how did you do that?" Seoyeon croaks.

"I...looked it up. Just...you know. Kinda...curious," Nien whispers. 

"Of course you did." Seoyeon takes the reins this time, clutching Nien's shoulders. She isn't as composed as Nien; more impulsive, less methodical. Her mouth stretches around Nien's like she's trying to devour her whole, teeth clicking, tongue jutting around like it's mapping her.

Nien welcomes her all the same, easing back onto the bench to give her more leverage. The added pressure elicits a whimper from Nien, which spurs Seoyeon on. She'd have climbed into Nien's lap right then and there if Nien didn't frantically tap on her back, reminding her of where they are.

"W–Wow, Seoyeon." Nien gasps. "You...you're really eager."

"Is that a bad thing?" Seoyeon wheezes.

Nien's unable to hold back a toothy smile, shaking her head. "No. But...not here."

Seoyeon laughs, flustered. "Not here? What...what did you think I was gonna do?"

"S–Shut up! You know what it is."

Seoyeon doesn't confirm nor deny it, resting her head against Nien's, fingers poking at her biceps. "So...are we—ow! Official? What was that for?" Nien protests as Seoyeon bites her shoulder. The latter snickers, nursing the spot with her fingers. "Mhm. We are."

"Tsch. You hungry or something?"

"Also mhm. Didn't eat breakfast."

"Yoon Seoyeon!" Nien grumbles, gently pushing Seoyeon off her shoulder. "We're getting lunch. Right now. I'm paying. Curry sound good?"

Seoyeon's lips stretch to a thin, shy smile, cheeks blushing red. "Sounds good." Nien can’t help but chuckle, brushing away strands of hair stuck to Seoyeon’s damp forehead. “I think you gotta clean up first though. Your makeup—” Nien bursts out laughing and falls backwards on the bench.

Seoyeon’s face drops in horror, feeling her cheeks with her fingers. “Is it…bad?”

“It’s ruined!”

“God damn it.” Nien continues cackling, pointing at her face. “You knew you’d be bawling so you barely put on any, didn’t you?” Seoyeon asks.

“Uh-huh.”

Seoyeon hits her playfully, playing drums on her thigh while growling. Once she calms down, Nien gets an idea. “Well, since it’s already ruined…” She slides right next to Seoyeon. 

Seoyeon internally braces herself for more tomfoolery, arms ready to deploy. “What? What about it?” Nien’s eyes glance between different places to throw her off, seemingly settling on her belly. The real attack is on her cheek, smooching it hard enough to leave a mark. “Ahh! Nien! Really!” Seoyeon rubs the spot, observing the red smudge on her fingers.

see, the livestream was supposed to be chill. it was supposed to be a fun live where you could talk to wavs and show off your animal crossing island. well, that did happen for the most part... until your girlfriend barged into your room and shoved an ice cream bar in your mouth.

not that it was a bad thing—it tasted good! choco fudge crunch bars are your favorite. it's just that—well—you took a bite from the side of the bar instead of the top, like you always do. and you're a tad bit afraid that this will be your reputation: the tripleS member who eats ice cream bars from the side.

unfortunately, that's only one of many things that transpired during your livestream.

"hi guys!" you wave to your phone camera, though a bit embarrassed at how you're kind of just waving to yourself with the chat overlay scrolling at a rapid pace. "you've been waiting for my live for a while, right?"

ynln25: YESSSSS hausmat: YN IS LIVE idkbruh: what are u doing today??

you laugh at the comments, a grin overtaking your features as you pull out the star of today's show: your oled model switch.

"i spent a lot of time thinking about what to do for the first live, since i wanted it to be special," you present the console to the camera, "and i know the hype isn't as strong as the first few years, but i've been working on my animal crossing island and i wanted to show you guys," you finish, your grin widening by the second.

fans already know how much of a nerd you are, considering half of your fromm chats are about games you're playing, so the livestream's concept isn't a surprise to most.

hamhaminator: OMG animal crossing 77z: pls let us join ur island lynnnnnshark: youre so pretty omg

"let you join my island? wait, that sounds so fun, let's do that next time. you guys have to pay to get in though, one nook miles ticket," you joke, finally picking up the console to move your character to the first place you want to show: a city street with an section for trading, with vending machines and building decorations. the whole area is fully customized, paths and patterns utilized to create a stunning city visual.

ynln25: YOUR ISLAND IS SO COOL likehayeon: 1 nmt entry is crazy mnbmicrm: /\ /\

the tour continues, and you make it about halfway through the areas you want to show on camera before your door bursts open and makes you jump. in comes yoon seoyeon, your very beautiful and amazing and gremlin of a girlfriend.

before you can say anything, as in, your mouth opens but nothing comes out, an ice cream bar is shoved into your face, and you instinctively take a bite... from the side. the side of the bar, not the top.

well, shit! there goes your (not so) perfect reputation. everyone's gonna think you're a weirdo, now!

risingsoty: where did seoyeon come from im crying gndisbetter: JUMPSCARE??? girlscapitalismno1fan: are we not gonna talk about where y/n bit it???? who eats ice cream like that??? 😭

"your favorite," seoyeon says, a smug smile curling on her lips. she's holding an ice cream bar of her own, a crispy crunch ice bar which has left some crumbs around her mouth. you quickly grab a tissue from your desk and reach up to clean the mess upon noticing it. seoyeon hums, handing you the ice cream that you bit before sitting down on a chair next to you.

you go back to the livestream, not realizing how the chat went absolutely crazy at what just happened in the span of two minutes.

the next few seconds are spent in silence, just the two of you eating your ice cream in peace, until seoyeon leans over and giggles before reading a comment. "'seoyeon making a special delivery for her girlfriend' yeah. i stopped by gs25 on the way home from the company and felt like treating her."

you almost choke mid-swallow of the chunk you just bit off. "how— how nice of you! um, anyways..."

trying to change the topic before it gets too out of hand, you hold your ice cream bar between your teeth and pick your switch up from the desk, redirecting your character to the area that you were headed to before being abruptly interrupted. seoyeon finishes her ice cream in the blink of an eye and leans her head on your shoulder, elbows touching.

"we should do an animal crossing live with chaeyeon and hyerin," she comments, earning a hum from you.

"i don't know, 'yeonie. we'll have to see if you behave," you take the bar back into your hand and answer promptly, a teasing tone tucked into the latter end of your sentence.

fireyoo: behave??? what jestjj: yo zxcvbnm: YESSS pls do another acnh live

the blonde reacts strongly to your answer, briefly whining and pouting before turning to the camera. "guys, y/nnie won't let me on her island anymore."

"because all you do is chase me around with your net to hit me," you grumble, "don't listen to her, wavs, you can't just believe every girl with a pretty face. she's an evil hamham."

seoyeon rolls her eyes and playfully bites your shoulder, causing you to dramatically flinch and cry in agony.

"see!" you complain to the camera, "this is how she treats me. a cruel, cruel woman."

"that's what you get," and she sticks her tongue out at you, then snatching the bar out of your hand, "i'm holding your ice cream hostage until you apologize."

widening your eyes, you try to grab for it, but she holds it up high. see, you could reach for it; it's not like you're that short. but it'd be pretty boring if you just snatched it out of her hand, and so you decide to put on a show.

"baby..." you tug on her hoodie, which is really your hoodie but she's made it a permanent addition to her wardrobe, "baby, i'm sorry... please... my ice cream..."

the chat explodes. like, really explodes. it's going so fast that you can't see a single message. and that makes you realize that you just did all of that on a livestream.

useridkicbanym: ijbol u guys arent real holy yuri shionnieee: 🤨🏳‍🌈?? cocomelona: BABY?????????? kwakkwak: wait i just realized i think seoyeon is wearing yns hoodie?!?!? rthtuh: HARD LAUNCH HARD LAUNCH

you frantically look to your side, where seoyeon is blinking at unnatural speeds, face flaming in the shade of strawberries. and this situation could've been saved if you both played on with it, but you're both sitting there like flustered idiots at the moment. she wordlessly hands you your ice cream bar, and you quietly thank her.

not even a minute later, someone's knocking furiously at your bedroom door. and not even a second later, seoyeon's phone starts blowing up. you shoot up from your seat and sloppily reach for your phone, ending the livestream before sitting back down and turning to your girlfriend with widened eyes.

"we're cooked."

the blonde can only shake her head and bury her face into your shoulder.

about fifteen more knocks sound at the door. you groan.

incoming call from manager-nim... answer?

the once-sleeping girl nestled within your embrace whines at the noise waking the two of you up so early in the morning. you fumble around for your phone, reluctantly answering it on speaker. an eerily calm voice crackles out from your speakers.

"you and seoyeon. to the office. in one hour."

if you and seoyeon weren't awake before, you're definitely awake now. seoyeon groans loudly into your pajama shirt. you sigh and press a kiss to the top of her head. "whatever happens, let's get ice cream after."

she perks up at that. "it's your treat, 'kay?"