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take her dancing in the moonlight,  a fun delight   ┊  @jamiesofine​​​  .

  ⁺ 𝚮  ›    it is no sore sight.

the ballroom is alight with winter delight.  the frost hung from the windows in spirals of wispy ice  –  their very own haunting decor to offset the mystifying enchantment that hung around the room.  leave it to the planning to committee to outdo themselves,  if hana was bothered,  maybe she would have shown a slight bit more presence in her impression  –  that she was more awe than deepening scowl.  

(  that is if she wasn’t trying heavily to dodge the mistletoe that was constantly hovering about them  ;  stopping between unsuspecting students in order to order them into tomfoolery  )  

no,  cho hana was having none of that tonight. 

she had come to be seen  –  to say she went  –  and to leave once her heels dug into the skin of her ankles and her beautiful dress was too tight to breathe in.  she’d stay an hour,  tops,   before making her sweet escape.  what she wasn’t expecting was to find that twinkling mischief above her head just as her eyes found a pair her heart truly wished she didn’t see. 

“ j-jamie, hi. ”  her breath comes out in a stutter  –  but hana isn’t sure if it’s from the nerves or the surprise,  maybe it was both. 

      it was a bittersweet feeling. no , the evening itself was beyond beautiful and eyes darted to every corner of the room just to let out a enamoured sigh in appreciation of the details in the decor. perhaps a hint of melancholy could be heard through it as the realisation of it being her last ball settled in. 

        nevertheless , this is moon jamie we’re talking about and seizing the moment was under special skills in her resumé -- along with burying every negative feeling seamlessly well. so walking around with her signature smile and distributing compliments all ‘round was how her evening progressed. 

         every year the students organized a set well thought out festively appropriate.. events and if asked the hwaseong grad , the over-smart wandering mistletoe had to be a personal favourite. a firm advocate of love and romance was bound to think so , not to mention the light-hearted repercussions for those who avoided their fate. 

          eyes flickered to the roaming mistletoe just as she had bid farewell to her current company and turned around. chuckling at the thought of it’s next target , jamie shook her head before gaze lowered only to find a familiar face standing right underneath it. 

wrap me all up with your love  ( fill me up )  all with your love  ┊   @jamiesofine​​ .

⁺ 𝚮  ›    the holidays are a sore subject for hana.  she doesn’t really spend them with her mom  –  neither does her mom call her home for the holidays unless it had something to do with attending some societal shindig that neither hana nor her mom really cared for  –  but for cho ahyoung,  appearances were everything.  unlike all the other decembers before,  hana has a little reprieve away from home.

a part of her knows she should go  –  and yet  –  she stays,  hidden away in mokseong’s dormitory until it was absolutely,  positively necessary that she leave.  fortunately for hana,  that day had yet to come  –  and it was like this that jamie had found her  –  mulling about her december days with her head stuck in a book and nothing else to do.  no longer was she strung by deadlines and the tedious reviews she had near-death clung to during most of the previous academic semester,  and it made hana feel somewhat off-kilter.

maybe she was getting cabin fever?

how they get here is lost to her  –  but she stays standing,  sipping her hot chocolate as she waits for jamie to join her,  jamie’s cup held carefully in her other hand.  it’s grown cold in korea  ;  dreadfully so that she feels the chill begin to permeate through the thickness of her puffer jacket.  her nose wrinkling as she feels that touch of a wintry breeze against the tip.  it was cold  –  yet there was no sign of snow in sight. 

she wonders if she’ll get to experience the first snow of the season today.

       OF COURSE , of course the human personification of the holiday season would consider this to be the best time of the year and honestly , anyone who didn’t? well , by the time jamie would be done with them , they would !! because isn’t that what’s all about? spreading the christmas cheer , and all that. so yeah , after finding hana commit the actual sin of having her head buried in a book while a festival raged on in full swing --- she had to pull her away.

         her antics had simmered down through the years but christmas always seemed to manage to bring out the excitable puppy within her as she went on and on about all the wonderful things that came with december while the two walked along ---- definitely stopping for hot chocolate on the way because ‘ hana !! they have the best hot chocolate with a little caramel and marsh-mellows and whipped cream and- ’ yes , jamie could go on and on about hot chocolate too. 

          although , once they finally got closer to the destination in mind , the grad student passed over her cup and asked the younger to wait before finding her way to the ticket booth. ---- a christmas carnival with games , rides , food and even an ice rink at the end seemed like the perfect thing to make even cho hana believe in the joys of christmas. 

eloise​.

( ... ) 

     it’s hard to explain , what eloise does to her , mostly because it’s a feeling unlike any other she experiences. usually , it’s a clear head and jamie’s in charge , she’s the one who watches people fall apart and come back together with her touch. she has her emotions in check because that way , it’s easier to completely be there for the other. ---- with her fellow grad student , though? her composure was chipping away with each sound that left her lips and jamie was on an all time high. 

hana​.

jamie.

[ … ]

TW VIOLENCE

she should be used to this, shouldn’t she? 

her life spent in an infinite loop of cho ahyoung’s design – never once has it gone out of sync. again and again, perfection emulated to the best of her ability ; but of course, nothing was ever enough for cho ahyoung. not especially when the person who emulates, in vain, is of her own flesh and blood. 

hana tries, 99.9% does she succeed, the lone 0.1% never comes without consequence. it’s twisted, hana thinks, but in a way – she knows her mother only does this because she loves her. right? there could be no other reason outside of love – even if it pains hana in the seconds after that love is thrown, smashed, crashing into her enough that it takes her breath away and she’s faint for all but a moment as she tries to regain her bearings. she feels the pain, it’s sudden, a barreling of nerves that spark every painful receptor in her axis. 

      you can live in denial all you want. you can build up the idea of a perfect world and work hard to keep it that way everyday... but , someday , reality is gonna hit you hard , maybe in the form of a slap in the face. for jamie though , it was more metaphorical than what the younger just faced , not to say her insides hadn’t shook as she witnessed it , and not to mention the rage that bubbled in a way she hadn’t experienced yet. for a person who focused on the pure goodness of everything along with an extent of blinding optimism --- the girl found her twisted view of reality crumbling. 

〈 sms › › › the other dada ta 〉 ⤷ thanks for being surprisingly supportive ⤷ and i say that in the nicest way  ⤷ i guess i was expecting a lot more of backlash from people ⤷ or teasing ⤷ that’s a very gentle offer but i don’t think there’s much that can be done even with your brother’s help ⤷ the sentiment is appreciated though ⤷ and there goes the moment being ruined, i completely take back everything i said, i’m going to leave ⤷ also pls do not make a sex tape, i was JOKING

[ text to :  boss man park 😬  ]

— can’t stop

yet another thing that eloise can appreciate in her moments with jamie was how they could make things soft without needing to worry about the consequences of it, about misunderstandings or messy feelings. even if jamie’s words did fill eloise with a type of warmth, the easy admission that that the other has missed her enough to make the geumseong grad student a little softer. she definitely returns the sentiment with how busy they both ended up being these last few days, jamie especially with her practice for the start of the quidditch season and then eloise ended up getting swamped by her ta work due to professor she assists deciding that it’d be a great time to dump extra work on her. they didn’t have a lot of time to see each other, much less fool around like this.

eloise also gets extremely endeared by jamie because of the small gestures that she does. even if the geumseong grad student ends up a little distracted with how the other moves her hand across eloise’s body, makes her shiver and there’s this soft delighted sound that escapes her lips, she doesn’t miss how it rests on the back of her head, because of course jamie is gentle enough to worry about eloise bumping her head against the wall even if the whole movement was slow and eloise wouldn’t end up because of it either way. it makes eloise want to give jamie everything. 

“i thought you only liked my pretty face.” the cheerleader teases, but her breath still hitches when she feels soft lips on her collarbone so that possibly defeats the whole playfulness in her tone or maybe it’s how one of her hands also travel to jamie’s waist, pulling her closer and letting one of her legs fit between the other’s. eloise only says that because she knows at this point that this isn’t only about them being attracted to the other, not in the bad way at least. jamie is a friend, eloise can confidently say. even if they fool around most of the time when they end up sharing the same space — but who can blame her? look at jamie —, they’re still friends and eloise knows she can count on the other for more than some sneaky kisses in the locker room. but well, eloise does still have a pretty face and of course that was the reason they first hooked up anyway so it’s just a little joke. 

“and don’t tease me.” eloise can’t help but whine a little bit when jamie’s kisses keep being too light, too gentle in such a sensitive spot of hers, hands tightening a little bit on the hwaseong keeper’s hair, pulling her gently to another kiss far less innocent and slow than the first one they shared. 

       it’s way too easy to tease her and eloise so clearly knows this , even gets a whine from her at those words because how dare the geumseong student even joke about that. to think that there was a world where moon jamie didn’t adore anything and everything about the woman in front of her?? --- madness. she was going to say something , she was going to pull away to go on and on about all the wonderful things that came with along with her.

       BUT THEN --- but then , hands were on her waist pulling the prefect unbelievably close until she could sense eloise so beautifully against her.. so yeah... her mouth opened but no words came out , just a breathy exhale that manifested into relief of being able to feel her like this again. “ merlin , i missed you so much. ” she repeated in barely even a whisper. honestly? jamie might not have even realised how her thoughts actually turned into words free to listen to. maybe they weren’t even meant to. much akin to every feeling she felt about herself , maybe it was supposed to be a secret. 

        the following request did snap her out of the daze as she was being pulled up , the little moan as her hair was tugged a bit firmer hushed by the kiss , along with the apology that was just about to roll off her tongue. jamie? tease? ... never ( wink , wink ). she did though , have a teasing smile as their lips connected which hopefully eloise didn’t notice. although , one would argue it wasn’t a teasing one as much as it was one simply about of habit. a habit that her lips would instantly curl upwards when the potions ta met her with hers because how could she not be happy with that. 

         the intention and intensity was however not lost on her and she couldn’t possibly tease her fellow grad student anymore , jamie could never be that cruel. which is why her lips parted just enough to let her tongue drag across eloise’s lesser lip before pushing further to meet up with hers. a hand still placed on the crook of her neck to support it as the way it had to crane up to match the keeper’s wouldn’t have been entirely comfortable , but jamie did what she could to help hold her while bending just a touch more. her other hand though , the one placed on her waist , it didn’t get the memo of not being teasing because it slowly had crept up underneath the other’s uniform top. not moving further up , it comfortably settled on the bare skin of her waist as her thumb gently caressed the spot. 

nightowls in the before opening is an entirely different experience. yumi can scarcely imagine the music pulsing through the walls, the shifting lights dancing across the interior– now it only looks barren. and huge. she’s spent many nights in here, but coming back like this never feels familiar.

jamie, on the other hand, is a welcome presence, and obviously the only reason she’s allowed to be here in the first place. 

yumi slouches ever lower in the barstool, practically leaned across the counter at this point with her arms stretched out in a yawn. she’s finished her reading a while ago, but the appeal of discounted drinks is enough to keep her around.

“how much time do we have left until opening?” she croons, not yet in the clear of the post-schoolwork daze. pdfs hit different on weekend nights, and ecological psychology is a doozy. “which is to ask if we have time for one last drink before i retire early. ugh.” 

she makes a half-hearted attempt to straighten up; to look a little more determined. 

“and sorry for being boring comapny, by the way.” 

@jamiemsu​

      it was ironic how a club could be so quiet too , well comparatively to later in the night at least but still... somedays jamie would actually enjoy the absence of the a club’s true essence more than the actual purpose behind one. it had it’s own charm. but then again , it was very much like the grad student to the find the charm in anything. 

      although , particularly the early nights when she had company as she worked to set up? definitely a favourite and yumi nothing but welcomed with a big grin as she walked through those doors. 

       sometimes they studied , sometimes they talked or times like now when yumi did her homework , jamie worked around the stations while doing inventory and the both on them just enjoyed each other’s company.  a chuckle escaped as she watched the younger yawn and look like she was ready for bed way before the party even started.

       reaching over to grab a glass , the bartender made a repeat of her order and replaced it with the now empty glass in front of the other. folding her arms on the table , jamie leaned over from her side towards yumi and smiled. “ you have time. ---- but you know , if you want to stay for a little longer... you can , i don’t think i’m ready to let you go just yet. ” 

〈 sms › › › the other dada ta 〉 ⤷ but that’s exactly what i’m doing ⤷ thanks. really i’m grateful. ⤷ i just need ⤷ i have to figure out some stuff before anything  ⤷ and i mean unless you know someone who can post another sex tape to cover this one ⤷ i don’t see how that will blow over but thanks for trying  ⤷ that was not sarcastic

[ text to :  boss man park 😬  ]

msujieun​ !!

jieun hums into the keeper’s lips, as she’s pulled even closer, though she had already thought that wasn’t possible at this point. their kiss is no longer soft, tentative, searching — now, it’s heating up, the passion between them increasing. honestly, it’s almost a touch overwhelming. jieun can’t remember the last time she had been this close to anyone, much less a girl. or, well, she does remember, actually, but she’d rather not think about that — not now, not while she’s with jamie. 

still, there’s the issue of the two of them being on display for the entire hwaseong common room to see, if they so desire. jieun has no idea if anyone’s even looking at them — they are, thankfully, situated in the couch furthest out of sight, but that doesn’t mean they’re invisible to those close to them. so, she’s almost relieved, in a way, when jamie breaks the kiss, pulling back slightly. part of her longs to get the contact back, and she has to stop herself from leaning back in to reconnect their lips. 

“yeah,” she breathes out, giggling as she opens her eyes to look at jamie. the older’s eyes are still closed, and jieun has to admit that she looks beautiful like this. her attention is so focused on taking in the other’s features, that she nearly misses her question, her brain registering it a moment later than it would usually, and—

oh. jieun feels almost as if her heart stops. the realization that she’s here, kissing jamie, feels as if it hits her suddenly, though it shouldn’t feel like that — not really. she’s well aware of exactly what she’s been doing up until now, as the alcohol hadn’t affected her that much. sure, she might be a tiny bit tipsy, but her head’s still clear. she supposes part of her had just thought this could be for fun, that it wouldn’t mean anything, nothing would happen from it. but now, with jamie’s request to go somewhere with more privacy, it becomes all too clear to jieun what she’s been doing here. 

but, the weird part is, she doesn’t feel opposed to the idea. no, in fact, she finds that she wants to go with jamie. despite how new the situation might be, how scary it is to think about what it might mean, she finds the offer… well, hard to refuse. her body is craving the older’s, her mind already running through possible scenarios of what might happen when they— 

okay. yeah, you know what, fuck it. she might not have done this before, she might be terrified as fuck, but for once, she’ll choose to ignore whatever worries she has, instead following what her heart wants. 

“yes.” she nods, decisively — she’s determined to go through with this now. “let’s…” god, she can’t believe she’s about to suggest this, “go to your room? i, uh, have a shared dorm, so…” her words trail off, as her eyes finally meet jamie’s, her teeth digging into her bottom lip as the nervousness she’s feeling is clear across her features.

       jamie watches with a hawk-eye gaze since the moment her question leaves her lips. the tipsy state she’s in requiring a little more focus to pay attention to each reaction which would help her understand where the younger’s mind was at. whether this idea was so absurd and unimaginable and jamie had in fact stepped out of line or was it... a possibility they both were currently thinking of. ------ her multitasking had to work overtime because as she was looking for signs , her brain kept distracting her thoughts as they kept telling her how beautiful each and every feature on the girl was and how the lit fireplace beside them helped her glow. 

       “ only if you’re sure and if you want to. ” the keeper whispered once again as the contemplation still evident on the other’s face. but then , an approval came and jamie would’ve lied if she didn’t say that her eyebrows raised from the slight surprise in her answer and her conviction. a happy surprise , though. 

        waiting a breath longer , she observed the younger before nodding along. “ okay.. ” she answered with a smile while her thumb reached over to free the trapped bottom lip and run over it gently to soothe the pain as her own expression softened. “ do you trust me? ” the question initiated due to the hesitance in chaser’s expression. “ i hope you know you can. ” it was so gently spoken and so genuinely meant , almost couldn’t even tell that just a few seconds ago these two definitely hadn’t be so... soft. 

        hands moving down from her waist to settle underneath her thighs , jamie lifted the younger and pulled her closer as legs wrapped around her own waist before hands went back to their original position and slid around her. connecting their lips once again , jamie smiled into the kiss as footsteps lead them out of the common area and towards a small staircase that headed to the prefect’s room. it was a good thing she spent years in this space and could quite literally find her way around with her eyes closed. 

        and they were as their kiss didn’t take too long to intensify once again , jamie finding herself stopping briefly along to way to press the other against a wall just so she could focus on her lips entirely for a moment. but thank merlin it wasn’t a long walk and that soon enough these two were in front of her door. the older simply waving her hand over the lock as the door opened , a neat tricked she learned that was very helpful... especially in times like these where she didn’t want a moment of hers to be distracted from jieun. 

msueloise​ !!

a part of eloise really wants to argue that jamie could never bother her, even if they’re in the middle of a movie that eloise was actually enjoying, but jamie was too scared of it to enjoy it herself, even if all the tactics that the other has to try to deal with her fear were distracting. but they were a good distracting, the cute kind of distracting, the kind that entertained eloise much more than the movie ever could. how could eloise not give her attention when jamie was being this cute? and the geumseong girl actually prefers this, after all this whole experience is about watching a movie with jamie, and not simply watching the movie in itself. a part of her wants to argue that it’s ok, that she really doesn’t mind and remind the other that she could always just rewatch the movie back at her dorm room, cuddling with her cat and—

(she’s definitely not thinking about what her and jamie could be doing if they were in her dorm room, with proper privacy and a bed.)

but the kisses are too distracting and eloise just melts under the hwaseong girl’s attention. the geumseong grad student also wants to point out that what she’s doing isn’t exactly making eloise be able to focus on the movie either, but that would mean getting jamie to stop what she was doing and at this point eloise is just too far gone to want that. but the geumseong grad student still allows herself a soft, out of breath, chuckle when jamie pulls yet again another cliche line straight from a romantic movie based on a novel of nicholas sparks and it’s even more interesting because of course eloise can also hear the sincerity of it in jamie’s tone, how she means every word that she says no matter how cliche they are, how someone could easily argue that no one would actually say that to their partner and mean it in a serious way. 

she softly gasps when jamie gives some extra attention to her collarbone. “jamie.” she repeats the other’s name, but this time it’s very much clearer how eloise is affected, especially with the whimpering in her voice. “babe” how she can’t help the use of the petname when jamie is riling her up so easily, when she’s just so easy for jamie. 

eloise spares a single glance around, just to be sure that everyone is busy with the movie, distracted enough that they won’t pay attention to them and sure enough, everyone else seems entertained with the movie or with whoever they came with and that’s the only thing that she needs. “no.” she finally answers, now that she knows that no one is really looking at them, eloise lets her hand wander a bit high on the other’s leg, thanking the heavens and beyond that jamie decided to dress up as wonder woman and she has all this bare skin to enjoy. “please.” she squeezes jamie’s thigh gently, perhaps a little too close to her ass but she knows that jamie clearly doesn’t mind that.

    so , maybe this time , JUST THIS TIME ( not really ) , her intention wasn’t as pure. maybe she didn’t want her fellow grad student to pay attention to the movie at all !! shocking , i know. but maybe she wanted that attention all to herself. and in her head , she made a promise to watch the movie with eloise again , properly !!! she would even invite the woman over to her room and get snacks and turn off the lights and... they’d be in bed together... alone.... with no one around them.. ---- okay so maybe eloise and jamie weren’t meant to watch horror movies together. 

    it’s not her fault though , have you seen eloise?? have you seen the way she reacts to the hwaseong prefect’s touch , have you seen the way she gets breathless from just a few kisses , have you seen the way she puts up with all of jamie’s dumb antics and clichéd ( yet , painfully true ) statements??? yeah , she was not to blame for this and not for the way eloise had a similar , if not worse , effect on the prefect. ---- but the woman would’ve easily said that she’s spent way too long exploring eloise’s body when they were behind doors , giving her undivided attention to the other while her lips and fingers roamed freely to help her determine what clicked for the woman. what made her gasp and moan a little louder. what made her enjoy their time together the most. because that’s all jamie’s ever wanted , to make sure that the geumseong student was treated perfectly. 

〈 sms › › › the other dada ta 〉 ⤷ what video together???? ⤷ what are you ⤷ oh ⤷ actually i just saw friday texts so ⤷ let’s raincheck that practice i gotta do something ⤷ important ⤷ also thank you for letting me know and for offering even if i won’t take it ⤷ so i’ll go now. 

[ text to :  boss man park 😬  ]

〈 sms › › › the other dada ta 〉 ⤷ what did he post that would make me freak out?? ⤷ i mean i think it’s something about his cat but why would i freak out about his cat?? ⤷ i’m starting to get annoyed ⤷ jamie, just tell me what it is or i swear i’m getting points out of hwaseong.

[ text to :  boss man park 😬  ]

〈 sms › › › the other dada ta 〉 ⤷ no why??  ⤷ why is everyone sending me such cryptic messages? ⤷ has the world ended and i missed it?

[ text to :  boss man park 😬  ]