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Son Chaeyoung x Female reader

Story: Chaeyoung and Momo get high on weed and Chae's girlfriend visits.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs (Weed), stoned Momo and Chaeyoung, slightly suggestive.

Author's note: I could picture Chaeyoung as a stoner.

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The dorms of the Korean national school of arts are filled with students. It’s late at night. Some rooms are pitch black, and others are filled with friend groups laughing about funny stories. The dorm belonging to Son Chaeyoung and Hirai Momo is lit in a soft yellow tone coming from fairy lights. Momo is sitting by the window, watching the people outside the dorm. She trails the path their taking with her eyes. Her pupils - slightly red and blown out - trace the shadows in the dark as they either leave or enter the college grounds.

Her roommate, Son Chaeyoung, is sitting on her bed. A guitar sits on her lap. The strings strummed by Chaeyoungs fingers. A lit joint trapped between the lips of Chaeyoung, shortening with every pull from the artist. The eyes of Chaeyoungs match the state of Momo’s. Both of them love getting high after a stressful day at college.

The sounds coming from Chaeyoungs guitar are random but not bad. Slow and languid strokes of the acoustic guitar fill the dorm room and haye the minds of the two women. Chaeyoung stares straight ahead at the poster filled wall in front of her. The wall that belongs to her roommate, but is used by her to display her newest art project.

Momo laughs at something she has spotted with her stoned eyes. Chaeyoung stops playing and slowly turns to her roommate.

“What’s so funny?” Chaeyoung murmurs while stopping the strumming of her fingers.

“Your girlfriend is coming. Why didn’t you tell me, Chaeyoungie?” Momo giggles while glancing back at Chaeyoung.

Momo only had a few hits. Most of the joint went into Chaeyoungs system as she had the blund in her mouth for at least ten minutes, her mind subcounciously pulling from the blund every once in a while. Her brain is away, gone beyond the stars in the galaxy, and exploring a new universe.

Chaeyoung giggles softly. “I invited her over today. Saw her at the cafeteria, you know?” Momo nods and turns her head to the window again. Her mind immediately focused on the people again.

Chaeyoung shrugs and starts palying again. The melody is slightly off but still beautiful.

Ten minutes pass, and someone enters the dorm room. Y/n enters the room and slightly stills at the intense smell of weed that has spread through the room. She shrugs and sits down next to Chaeyoung.

The two of them started dating only a few weeks after getting to college. Both immediately clicked and matched interests. Y/N often visits Chaeyoung in her dorm. She also doesn’t mind that the latter is smoking weed and burning away her brain cells with the amount that she is smoking.

Y/n gets comfy next to her girlfriend and kisses her cheek. Chaeyoung smiles and turns to Y/n.

“Hey. Missed you.”

“We haven’t seen each other for like four hours.” Y/n giggles and takes the Blund from her girlfriends lips. “Maybe you should stop smoking for tonight, or I might lose you to the weed.” She jokes while taking a hit herself. The drug slowly fills her lungs and sedating her brain.

Chaeyoung just watches with haye filled eyes. She leans in and lands a kiss on Y/n cheek.

Momo watches from the windowsill. She takes a few minutes to register the situation she's in and slowly gets up.

“Nice seeing you, Y/n. I think I was meant to see Nayeon tonight. I’ll leave you two to it.” The dancer mutters while slowly leaving, not before taking her shoes. Chaeyoung giggles and waves Momo off. Y/n stare after the dancer until a hand slowly pulls your face back.

Chaeyoung’s hand stays at her girlfriends cheek and then gently wraps around the side of her face. She smiles and stares her down. Y/n leans into the touch, the feeling of her girlfriends hand grounding her.

Music softly plays in the background. It’s one of Chaeyoungs recordings. She has contacts to some studio owners who allow her to record some songs every few months. The soft melodies echo through Y/n ears. She leans in and palces soft chast kisses on Chaeyoungs mouth. The latter replies by mirroring her kissing.

It takes them a few moments to break apart and catch their breaths, the weed in their system drowning out their sensations. Chaeyoung’s eyes yero in on Y/n. She, again, leans in and kisses her girlfriend. This time, though, the kiss is filled with much more intensity. Chaeyoung lets go of her guitar and uses both of her hands to cradle Y/n’s face. Their kissing turns more heated.

Chaeyoung only turns away to gently place away the guitar before almost falling over her girlfriend. A soft thud echoes through the room and disturbs the music playing in the background. Now, they’re laying on the bed, Chaeyoung, on top of Y/n. She leans over Y/n’s body and moves her kisses down her neck. Slowly, dark marks build up on the skin.

The night goes on with kisses and hickeys, both of them too lost in each other to notice their drowsiness. Eventually, they both fall asleep on Chaeyoungs bed. The latter wrapped herself around her girlfriend.

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Sana x Female Reader

Story: The new job exhausts you, so you try to turn to your boyfriend for comfort. In the end, Sana's arms are a better place to find comfort in.

Warnings: Cheating, slight angst, boyfriend.

Author's note: Hey... I'm back. It's been a long time since I wrote, but i did want to start again. Hope you like this ♥︎.

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It is a rainy and mostly quiet night. Cars swoosh by and drive through big puddles on the street, slashing water onto the people hurrying through the streets to get home or elsewhere. Dark clothing and black umbrellas coat the nightlife of Seoul.

Today was exhausting. Y/n hurries through wet streets and rushed crossovers. Normally, the woman would curl up under a blanket on her windowsill at her apartment and let the day melt into a distant memory. Work was exhausting enough not to leave the comfort of her home for the evening. Most of the time, Y/n passed on requests from her friends to go out.

She just got accepted at a new job. The new paycheck would not only cover her rent for the month but also allow her to purchase anything other than items needed for her to survive. For a long time, Y/n has lived from paycheck to paycheck, only buying what’s really needed. Now - with the new job - she had the luxury of choosing what food to buy instead of living off the cheap cup noodles that hoard the shelves of her kitchen. She could finally get new clothes, as her old ones have washed out their colour or had gotten holes from the usage over time. Y/n had started working at a relatively normal company after she graduated from college. That meant living with minimum wage and also accepting the fact that it would take a while for her to really blossom in the field she worked in. So, Y/n worked at the minimum wage company for about three years. She put her all into everything. That was what got her the new job at a much more fancy company. A company that paid their workers well.

Yet, a new company with higher wage meant more work. So, the first few weeks at her new job were exhausting. Y/n would come home, fall onto her mattress and dose off. Most of the time, she missed hangouts with her friends, family, or her boyfriend.

Y/n met Paul in college. Both of them studied in the same field. So naturally, they quickly bonded. To be honest, Y/n had to help Paul with the studying. The latter had issues with either the material or the class. So study dates turned into nights out at the bar, into rendevous at the restaurant, into slow evenings or mornings at Y/n’s small apartment.

To this day, Y/n thought Paul might have chosen the wrong field to study in. He was the one not getting a job for his rather mediocre grades at the end of college. So, for the longest time, Y/n had to help him out financially, which was hard since Y/n had not much money to spend.

Y/n thought Paul was a nice guy. He did not have many friends in college, and sure, he was a bit weird sometimes. Though, that did not mean that she did not like Paul. He was there when she needed him. Well, sometimes he did have his phone turned off. Mostly on Saturday evenings. Paul told Y/n that he used Saturday nights for his studying. Y/n never really thought about it too much. She was well occupied with either getting better at her job or now keeping up with her new job.

Naturally, Y/n kind of let off her social field around her. Mom and Dad were proud of her, though she hadn’t called them in two weeks now. Though that was nearly impossible with the workload she had on her back.

Then there were her friends. Four close friends she made in the capital city of South Korea.

She met Jihyo in the gym near her apartment. The latter is always seen in the weight section, pumping weights almost too much for her 1,50 metre body. Jihyo was slightly buff but also a big hearted person. She quickly helped Y/n get adjusted with her training. At some point, the two started meeting up outside of the gym. Jihyo often showed up with leftovers at Y/n’s doorstep. The Korean made sure that her gym buddy was well fed.

Nayeon bumped into Y/n while getting to work. The coffee spill that Nayeon left on Y/n blouse was a quick laughing matter, which turned into an honest friendship. Both of them now take the same route to work every morning after realising that their work buildings are actually next to each other. With Nayeon Y/n, I always had something to laugh about. The bunny teethed girl laughed at everything, no matter how stupid or simple it was.

Then there was Momo. The chef at a restaurant nearby Y/n’s apartment. The sushi place was known for it’s finesse and quality. Y/n met Momo after seeing her trip over a trash bag in the alleyway behind the restaurant. Y/n quickly rushed over to the clumsy girl and helped her get up. To thank Y/n, Momo invited her to sushi evenings at her apartment. Now, Y/n knew where to go when she wanted the real good taste of Japanese sushi.

The last friend she met in her new company. Minatozaki Sana’s job was to show Y/n around and introduce her to the new job. They shared an office space and the same humour as both quickly realised. Sana was not only friendly but also super flirty. Y/n felt comfortable around the Japanese woman. They spent almost the entire day together, which made them close friends. Sana would take Y/n out to eat sometimes. Nothing too serious.

Paul, however, did not really like Sana. He had the opinion that Y/n had been spending too much time with Sana. She rarely visited him. Y/n argued that they were just work friends and that he should invest his time into getting a job and not building up jealousy over Y/n’s friends.

Sometimes, the little arguments between Y/n and Paul got a little messy. Y/n was annoyed with Paul’s attitude. He was a bit weird with not having a job and always lounging around instead of getting his life together. On the other hand, he was sweet to Y/n. He sent her flowers and calory low chocolate. Sometimes, he took his time when they had Sex. Y/n never came. She never made it that big of a deal, though. Maybe it was the stress pushing down on her, which did not allow her to relax.

Y/n turned at another crossroad and is now in front of Paul’s apartment. She wanted to surprise him and show up after not meeting up with him for over a week. It is Saturday, which is normally his study time. Y/n just thought he maybe would put away his books and focus on her a little more. Besides, she did not have any other evening where she could meet up with him and not rush to work the next morning.

So, she went inside and upstairs to his door. Y/n had an extra key for his apartment. She opened the door and took off her shoes. The lights were mostly off. Stepping inside, she looked around. There were leftovers on the table and a blown out candle. Weird.

Y/n stepped further inside and made her way to the bedroom. With each step closer to the bedroom, she notices more and more clothes on the ground. Also weird. Even weirder that he had a pink tube top.

Y/n completely stalls in front of his bedroom door. The sounds coming from behind the door were explicit. Moans and the faint sound of skin slapping could be heard through the door. Y/n was pretty sure that the sounds were loud enough for the neighbours to hear.

Tears prickled down her cheek. She did not dare to open the door. She did not want to see what was going on behind it, or rather who the owner of the pink tube top was. She just turned around and marched out the apartment.

Now, everything made sense. Why Paul had his phone off on Saturday nights. Why he sometimes acted so weird. Why he never took time for her when they had sex.

She hated the feeling that now spread inside her chest. The feeling of frustration and emptiness clawed at her heart. A pit formed in her stomach. It felt like she was on a rollercoaster, though the cart that she sat in was just going straight down.

She hurried away from the apartment and onto the streets of Seoul.

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Sana was watching a studio Ghibli Anime when she heard her doorbell ring. Normally, nobody bothered her at this time of the day. Sometimes, the old lady from across her apartment would show up and hand her baked goods.

That did not happen at 10 pm, though.

Sana got up and walked over to the door. She turned the key and opened the apartment door only to find-

Y/n.

Y/n in a state that concerned her.

“What’s wrong? Did you cry?” Sana urged from Y/n. The latter just nodded and crashed into the arms of the Japanese woman. She could still smell the faint Shampoo Sana had used this morning.

Sana gently walked Y/n inside while still keeping her arms around her. She closed the door with her foot and brushed a hand through Y/n’s hair.

“I-i, well Paul. He just-” Y/n almost stuttered as her tears intensified. The tear drops rolled down Y/n’s cheek, and snot was building at her nose. Sana pouted at the sight and quickly got her a tissue.

She let Y/n to the couch and wrapped a blanket around the shaking girl.

“He used me. I spent so much money on him.” Y/n exclaims sadly while looking utterly defeated. Sana bites her lip. How much she would like to find Paul and cut him into bits and pieces. She always hated him. The snobby attitude and the cry baby that he was. Sana always thought that Y/n deserved better. Hence, the flirting she did with Y/n.

Sana comforts Y/n and tells her how much of a shitty boyfriend Paul was. Though she makes sure to empower Y/n as well.

“You were too good for him anyway. Imagine him next to me. That little bitch wouldn’t keep up with me Sweetheart.”

Sana gently guides Y/n over to her bedroom. “You’re staying here for the night. You’re in no condition to leave and be alone right now. I’m going to get you some clothes to sleep in.”

Sana left Y/n alone in her bedroom. While Y/n curled up on the bed, Sana made her way to Y/n’s phone. She watched the latter type in her password many times. Sana enters the password and blocks Paul. She also deleted his number for good measure.

Sana returns with an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts. Y/n changes into those, while Sana turns around to give her some priavcy. Both of them move into Sana’s bed and curl up under the covers. Y/n feels Sana’s arms creep around her waist while slowly closing her eyes. She felt safe and welcome. Sana’s comfort almost made her forget about the emotions she went through today. As her eyes fell shut and her mind closed off for the day, she felt a small kiss on the crown of her head. A small smile settles on her lips as rain drops hit against the window of Sana’s bedroom. The sound lulling both into a deep and comfortable sleep.

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Im Nayeon x Female reader

Warnings: Besides some arguing, none, I think.

Story: Sitting there and getting ready is Nayeon's favourite thing. Especially if you're the one taking care of her.

Authors Note: This was kind of requested. Shout out to @zyozyominatozaki for the idea. I've tried some new things with this one. There is no use of the term Y/n. Also, I've used some Korean sentences in this to make it more authentic. I did not use AI to translate, but Pons, a website that is safe to use. If there are any mistakes with those Korean sentences, please let me know so that I can fix it. Other than that, enjoy the read

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You didn't think that your application would go this far. To be honest, you didn't think it would go through in the first place. All of this started as a lonely thought on a random Thursday night. What if you applied as a make-up artist at the JYP Company?

You started getting interested in make-up at a young age. The early internet access made it easy to look up youtube tutorials. You would spend hours watching them and trying out the different motives with your moms make-up. Now, almost fifteen years later, you love doing your make-up. It is the best and most calming part of your everyday routine. The strokes of the make-up brush against your skin take you away from the outside world and into the headspace that you need to create the art on your face.

Applying make-up became your way to express yourself during your teenage years. You've tried multiple styles and wore different kinds of make-ups throughout your adutling era.

Your dearest choice for a job would slowly transform into doing something with the talent you acquired in your teenage years. Yet, the job of working as a make-up artist is something your parents weren't too fond of. Of course, they liked your talent and appreciated the passion you had for make-up, but after all, they decided to pressure you into searching for a job that would secure your later life. Something that would pay your bills and keep you away from unemployment.

Now that you have finished high school, you still need to find a job. You did apply to some colleges for some random studies that would guarantee you an office job, but did you want that? A nine to five for the rest of your life.

So, on a random Thursday night, you decided to take matters into your own hand. You applied at a few places, including the JYP Company in South Korea. At that time, you didn't think any of your applications would make it through. But those thoughts completely vanished when the popular company in South Korea actually responded and decided to hire you for real.

And that's how you got into a flight to South Korea, taking your talent and everything you need with you, hoping for a chance at what you can do best.

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The arrival in Korea was smooth. You got off the plane and went straight to your new apartment, which was actually a bedroom with a bathroom attached to it. But that is all you can afford for now. Tomorrow, your new job as a make-up artist at JYP would start. You're nervous, on the edge even. What if this would not turn out like you imagined? Horrific scenarios spread out in your head.

To settle down with the new part of your life that you started now, you decide to explore the city and take your mind off the stress that has been consuming you ever since you landed in Korea.

The nightlife in Seoul in bustelling. Young adults and even teens wander the streets with easyness. The atmosphere is relaxed. Many small fast food restaurants fill the streets, and the smell of street food fills up your nostrils. The smell takes you to a small shop selling tteokbokki. The few bits of Korean you learned from the moment you got the job at JYP let you order a medium serving. You try your best to talk in Korean, but it does show some difficulties. The whole concept of learning a language with a different alphabet is like climbing a mountain. You have to trust your fairly good language skills to master this.

The job application did not necesserally expect a perfect Korean, but it just felt rude not to know anything of the language when you're living in another country. So you applied for a Korean course near the company after you got the job. Plus, you took an online course that teached you the basics.

The tteokbokki fill your stomach. You eat them while wandering around the streets of Seoul. You still can't believe that this will be your life from now on.

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"Good morning. Can I see your ID, please?" The woman at the front desk smiles at you. You take out the ID that has been shipped to you beforehand. She scans the ID and then hands it back to you.

"Alright. The ID is now saved in our system. From now on, you just need to hold the ID against the gate to the left. Keep your ID with you at all times. A replacement is expensive. Three missing IDs can result in notice of withdrawal. Please be aware of that. You should be good to go now. Have a nice day."

You return the smile the receptionist gave you and head inside the company. The inside looks clean. White walls, shiny floors, and awards decorate the interior of the JYP Company. You walk past band posters and meeting rooms.

Your first day will be used to get to know your coworkers and get all of the information about the schedule. Your manager scheduled a meeting for this. You only need to find the room for the meeting. Easier said than done. You have absolutely no clue how to get to this room. The manager did e-mail you the room number and the area of the company you need to head to, but the navigation inside the company could use a little upgrade.

You decide to just go for it and walk in one direction, taking turns left and right, and hoping to find the meeting room.

The plan turns out to be a disaster. Now, you're even deeper inside the company without knowing where you actually are. You look around in confusion. Where have you been walking to?

Stress erupts inside you, yet you try your best to calm down at first. Maybe you'll eventually find a way out of this situation. You lean against the wall and decide to look up a plan about the interior. The search for a solution has you so focused that you don't notice someone walking up to you. The person taps your shoulder.

"길을 잃으셨나요? 도와드릴까요?" She asks in Korean. You look up at the woman. She seems familiar. Right, you saw her face on one of the posters when you walked in. The group name was Twice.

Of course, you heard of the group before coming here. They're the nations Girl group, how could you not have heard of Twice? Though the names of the members are unfamiliar to you. You haven't answered the womans question, which results in her asking something else.

"괜찮으세요? 제 말을 이해하셨나요?"

The expression on your face grows more confused. You could only decipher a few things, she said. Something about not understanding. You look around and try to get some Korean words together, but the situation got you so mixed up that you can't even think of any words right now. All you can utter in slight desperation is:

"English?"

The woman gives you a one over and then nods slightly. You sigh in relief and straighten your body, the tense feeling in your shoulders disappearing slowly.

"Do you need help?" The woman asks a third time.

"Yes. Thank you for switching languages." You quickly turn on your phone and show her the e-mail with the room you're supposed to be having your meeting in in 20 minutes.

She nods in return to you, thanking her. Then, she takes a look at the e-mail. Her brows furrow, and she takes a second to understand the content.

"Do you know where the room is? I've been searching for it for a while."

"Yes. You're in the wrong area." She takes all of her skill and the time that she has to explain the way to you. It takes a while until you figure out where to go.

After thanking her for the help and excusing the inconvenience you ask for her name.

"Im Nayeon."

You tell her your name in return and then depart for the meeting room.

The meeting starts right on time, as you managed to arrive on time. The entire meeting is filled with getting to know your job. The information seems easy to understand, but some things need to be kept secret. Throughout the meeting, you can't seem to get your mind of Neyeon, though.

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Your next day starts early. The company awaits you at 5 am in the morning. On todays programme is a photoshoot connected to the upcoming album "This is for". You arrive at the location and look at the equipment the company gave you. This is definitely something you could work with. The products are expensive. You've never worked with these kinds of products. But they should bring in the best results.

Time after time, the staff members and the girl group members arrive. Some of them look tired, and some of them look excited. They slowly spread out in the green room and take some time to wake up. A few of the members eye you curiously. Apparently, they're not used to new faces.

The first member to approach you is a brown haired woman. Her big brown eyes light up at the sight of you. She smiles and takes a seat in the chair in front of you.

"안녕하세요, 새로 오셨죠? 저는 사나입니다." The woman starts talking to you. The only thing you can get from the sentence is her name, Sana. You smile nervously and nod.

"안녕 사나." You greet Sana and take the products in front of you.

Other than the greeting, you keep silent. Partly because you don't know enough Korean to communicate with Sana, and also because you're unsure what to talk about. Sana takes out her phone and checks her socials.

You sort the products and then look at Sana. You try to look for some Korean words to form a question, but the online course you took only provided you with the basics.

"Uh, did you do your skincare this morning?" You ask Sana nervously.

Sana glances up from her phone and looks at you in confusion. The switch to another language took her out quite a bit. You can see the cogs turning in her head as she tries to understand what you asked her and find an answer.

Sitting behind you and Sana on the couch is Nayeon. She overheard your question and saw Sana's language struggle. The uncomfortable silence and the way both of you just look completely lost make the eldest member get up and walk over to both of you.

She gets next to you and repeats the question to Sana, but this time in Korean. Sana's face ligths up. She quickly does some thumbs up and nods virgiously. You smile and place the skincare products away. Then, you turn to Nayeon and thank her. She smiles and waves the situation off with her hand.

"No problem." She responds and heads back to her spot on the couch, which has been stolen by another member. They start bickering behind you as you get to work on Sana's make-up.

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You finished eight of the nine members. The only member being left is Nayeon. She gets in the seat and smiles at you through the mirror.

"I've done my skincare. You don't need to do that anymore." Nayeon starts the conversation. Her accent is prominent in a few words. You smile back and nod.

"Thanks for letting me know." You respond and get to work.

You start off by using the foundation that matches her skin tone the most. Then you slowly work your way up to the details. Nayeon, as almost all of the members, checks her socials. Though, she occasionally glances at you. Her eyes wander over your face and the clothes you're wearing.

"I like your shirt. Where are you from, by the way?" She asks after a long minute of checking you out.

Heat rises up into your cheeks. Your lips turn into a lopsided smile.

"Thanks." You proceed to tell her about your home country while trying not to stumble over your words. The compliment you received got you quite messed up.

Of course, Nayeon is beautiful, and her presence makes you nervous. You try your best to finish her make-up without making a fool of yourself.

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Throughout the photoshoot, you stay in reach of the Twice to touch up the make-up on their faces.

Some members stay still while others keep on staring at various parts of your face. The members in question are Sana, Momo, and of course Nayeon. Though Nayeon's gaye seems different. She's been eyeing you up ever since you showed up in the green room today.

Your cheeks have tuned into a constant shade of red while you work with the members. They sure are flirty, and their good looks don't help with loosening the situation.

The photographer tells them to take a quick break. You get up and wander over to the group, taking the different make-up products with you.

The first member you decide to take a look at is Jihyo. The leader smiles at you, which you quickly reprocreate. Her skin is naturally a bit more tan than the others, so you take a while looking for the fitting make-up. After digging through your bag, you find the make-up that you need. You get closer to Jihyo and start applying make-up on various spots on her face.

Jihyo keeps still, but she does occasionally steal glances at your face. Her face focuses on your eyes, your nose, and then your lips. You notice the stare and can't help but get red in the face. The moment is slightly awkward. Jihyo opens her mouth to say something, but before the leader can utter out any word, another member interrupts her.

"I think there is some lipgloss missing on my lips." Nayeon mentions from the side. You turn to face her and glance at her lips. There, indeed, is some lipgloss missing, but it rather looks like someone quickly wiped it from her face.

Nayeon smiles innocently. You nod and turn to Jihyo.

"I think you're good to go."

Jihyo nods and moves away from you. Nayeon immediately takes a seat on the empty chair and looks up at you with a big grin.

You start applying more lipgloss to her lips. Meanwhile, Nayeon keeps on staring at your lips. Not just a little glance like her members do, but a full-on stare. You nervously finish her make-up and wait for her to move so that Tzuyu can take a seat. But Nayeon is not moving.

"Nayeon? I'm done, you can go now."

Nayeon, completely startled by your voice, glances away from your lips.

"What?"

"I said I'm done. You can move now." Nayeon blushes and hastily makes space for Tzuyu, who just scoffs at Nayeons behaviour.

"She is so weird sometimes, you know? I started studying psychology because of her." That comment cracks you up, and you have to hold back from not completely laughing in Tzuyu's face. The youngest member smirks and then relaxes her face for you to work on.

Nayeon, standing on the side, eyes this interaction closely. Her eyes squint as she lets out a scoff. You should fold around her like that.

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Back at the Twice dorm, the members relax after the exhausting day, filled with preperations for their next comeback, including the photoshoot. Most of the members take off their make-up and get into comfy clothes. They meet in the living room and spread out on the two large couches located in front of the TV.

Jihyo puts on one of the K-dramas she has been watching. Her and a few other members watch the TV and occasionally chat about the events from the day. They quickly stumble across their new make-up artist. Nayeon's ears listen intently as the members comment on your beauty and your skill. She decides to stay silent and hide her expression by checking something on her phone. Tzuyu decides to destroy that.

"Nayeon was definitely struck by her beauty. She would'nt even move away from her."

Nayeon's face lights up at the mention of the interaction the two of you had. Yet, the youngest comment on the situation makes her brows furrow.

"Yah, it wasn't even that bad. I was just admiring her."

"It was bad. You practically pushed me out of the chair only to admire her and drool because of her beauty." Jihyo chimes in with a smirk. She continues to tease Nayeon while paying attention to the K-drama playing on the TV.

Nayeon blushes and waves off the entire teasing session she is getting from her members. But the comment lets her think. Was it really that obvious?

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You try to do your work, but a certain pair of eyes and their glare make you nervous. You're at one of Twice's music video shoots. The members were supposed to dance to a certain part, but Sana, as clumsy as she is, accidently wiped parts of her costume across her face, resulting in her make-up to smear.

Now you're sitting in front of her, redoing her make-up. It does take quite some time, as her previous make-up had to be removed due to the smear. So, you've been working at her face for ten minutes. In addition, the make-up for this music video was supposed to be detailed.

Sana calmly chats with you as best as she can, switching between Korean and English from time to time. The other members were granted some rest while you fixed up Sana's look. Some of the members took the time to sit down and catch some breath, others went to their stylists and made sure everything was still in place. Everyone was doing something beside Nayeon.

She sat down on one of the chairs granted for the members to relax on during shoots. Her eyes have been on you for the entire time. At first, you did not notice her stare, but it became harder to ignore with how much she had been glaring at you.

The thought of her being mad at you made your stomach turn. Did anything happen that she did not approve? But no matter how much you think about it, you can't come to a solution. Why would she be mad at you?

You're so caught up in your work that you don't notice her glare being directed at Sana and not at you. The other Twice member had been eyeing you for the entire day now. She started that ever since the teasing at the dorm started. Almost like Sana wanted to snatch you away from Nayeon.

You finish Sana's make-up and tell the director and camera man to proceed with the music video. Everything goes smooth until Nayeon trips and in panic holds onto Tzuyu. While trying not to fall, Nayeon also smears parts of her make-up on Tzuyu's clothes.

The members, including the staff, groan. This would mean at least another 20 minutes of waiting until the shooting could be continued.

You take your make-up bag and walk over to Nayeon, who sits on the ground, patiently waiting for you. What you and the others didn't know. The fall wasn't as accidental as it seemed like.

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You unpack your make-up bag in the green room that has been arranged for Twice. The members sat down in various spots in the green room. Jihyo walks around and tries to talk with every member, leaving no one out.

As she gets to Nayeon, you can feel a shift in their conversation. It's different from the conversations Jihyo had with the other members. Nayeon is not the problem, though. It's the content they're talking about.

You feel Nayeon's gaze shift over to yours from time to time. Jihyo adds to this as she follows Nayeon's gaze. Her eyes express a more sceptical look than Nayeon, though. Meanwhile, Nayeon's look is rather dreamy.

They harshly whisper about something, the chat they're having sounding more and more like an argument. You get quite uncomfortable with the situation, as now the other members notice the conversation between Jihyo and Nayeon as well. The eyes from the members shift on you. The worst part about this. They're arguing in Korean. The words fly out of their mouths so fast that you can't understand what they are saying.

You feel your stomach turn, and your brain plays out the worst things the two members could be saying about you. The pressure rising in the room gets too much for you, so you take your essentials and leave the room.

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"Nayeon, you know how unprofessional this is. You can't just oogle at her in every chance you get. You've completely ruined the music video shoot today. It took so long to get your make-up back on. This is disturbing our schedule. All I'm asking for is some responsebility from you. Act like you're the oldest." Jihyo snaps at Nayeon as soon as you leave the room. She tried to keep the conversation down to not raise that much attention on her lecture.

Yet, you still noticed the argument and at least figured out that it was about you. Jihyo doesn't know the extent of your knowledge, though. She will have to talk to you later and clear things up with you.

Meanwhile, Nayeon is almost seething. She has never been this embarrassed in her life. All she had was an innocent little crush on you. How bad could that be?

"I'm sorry, okay? I just wanted to be close to her." Nayeon snaps back.

"We noticed. Just for the sake of the schedule, talk to her. Chat her up normally. I bet she'd appreciate that as well. Because we don't have the time for your little romance play." Jihyo responds, and she is right. The comeback is coming closer with every day. They don't have much time to complete everything if she keeps on interrupting everything, just to be close to you.

Nayeon scoffs but eventually nods sheepishly. Maybe talking to you normally and trying to ask you out would help her.

"Good. Now go after her. I bet she thought we were gossiping about her. Poor girl." Jihyo scoots away from Nayeon, offering her some space.

Nayeon takes the advice from her leader and goes after you.

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Nayeon finds you sitting in a room a few metres away from the green room. You're looking at your phone like something important has decided to show up on your timeline. In reality, you're just distracting yourself from the thought that Jihyo and Nayeon probably talked bad about you. The way Jihyo looked at you was just enough to think that she didn't approve of you in some way.

Nayeon walks over to you. She gives you some time to acknowledge her. Slowly, you raise your head to look at her. She smiles nervously and sits down next to you.

"Hi." Nayeon's voice is inches away from cracking with how nervous she is.

"Hey, look, I'm sorry if I did something wrong -"

Nayeon interrupts you immediately. "You did nothing wrong. I'm just too stupid to find a way to tell you that I've been taking an interest in you." Nayeon blurts this out.

Your eyes widen, and the voice dies down in your throat. This can't be true. The Im Nayeon from Twice likes you. A nervous laugh escapes your mouth. This seems really funny until you see Nayeon's serious face.

"Why are you laughing? I'm not joking. I'm serious."

Nayeon's serious face makes you laugh even more. This situation feels so unreal.

"Yah! Stop laughing!" Nayeon tries to argue, but the laughters also bubble from her.

The tense athmosphere from before fades away. Nayeon and you laugh for a while until the both of you realise that you should probably talk about this.

"Maybe we could go out for a date?" You suggest shyly.

"Of course. I'm down for that. I know a lot of good restaurants around here. I bet Jihyo would appreciate that as well. I've been disturbing the schedule a bit too much." Nayeon jokes, and agian laughters fill the room.

The two of you settle for a date at the end of the week at one of Nayeon's favourite restaurants. You can't wait to get to know her better and see past her idol image.

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Park jihyo x Female reader

Warnings: Self-doubt, mentions of kissing and making out (at the end of the fic)

Story: You've finally made it as a group.

Authors Note: I haven't watched Sixteen (and I dont intend on doing so), so i made up the whole stuff about the election process. Enjoy the read

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You have goosebimps. The feeling of nervousness and excitement rush through your body. Today would be different. Different than the other days at the JYP Company. No more training. No more anticipation. Today is the day where JYP will announce the trainees that made it into their newest group, Twice.

Every trainee has been filled with fear from the moment they got up today. Nobody is sure of their chances. Anyone could be part of the new group, and anyone could be sent home today or still linger within the company, waiting and hoping for a debut.

The halls are bustleling. Many people zoom past you to do their chores. The final episode with the announcement of the new group had to be perfect. Within all this chaos, you and other trainees get ready for the show. Make-up, hair-and clothing stylists walk around you to make sure everything looks perfect. Your hands are shivering from the anxiety that is going through you.

Next to you, sitting on another stylists chair is jihyo. She seems to be just as nervous as you are. Though her path to this point was longer and more emotionally draining than yours. She came to the company at eight years old and then took off as a trainee. So many years of hard work and waiting just for this day. You can not imagine what must be going through her mind at this moment.

Jihyo looks straight ahead into the mirror. Her posture is tense, her shoulders are flexed, and her fingers clench around the chair. She takes a good look at herself. All of the years that have passed will surely come to an end now, right? This will be the end of her trainee days and the start of her idol life, right?

Yet nothing is for certain. There was also a plan before this show. Build up and debut the group six mix with her and some other trainees. But the plan got thrown away, and instead, JYP arranged a survivoul show called "Sixteen." By the end of the show, the left-over trainees would be picked for the new group.

Jihyo just prayed that her name would appear in the new group. That she has a spot. If not, all of the years of practice went to waste. Jihyo lets her mind drift. What if she doesn't make it? What would she do then? Is life even worth it if she does not achieve her one and only dreams of being an idol?

She shakes the thoughts from her head and takes a look around the room. The other trainess are just as nervous and as doubtful as she is. Her eyes scan the room and then land on the person in the chair next to her, Y/n. The other girl has been by her side for most of the trainee days.

Both of them met by luck. Jihyo was sorted into a room with Y/n during the trainee days. They quickly became friends and started to form a strong and intimate bond, which both of them protect dearly. Underneath the strong friendship lays a layer of intimacy that most of the trainees would not understand. Comforting each other in the worst moments, always sticking together no matter what, and lastily, sharing hidden and forbidden touches when no one was around.

Sometimes, the pressure was too much. The voices got too loud, and the finish line seemed too far away. in those moments, they turned to each other. Kissing and caressing the troubles away. yet, that would stay a secret that they protect for a lifetime.

Y/n meets Jihyos gaze. It almost immediately softens. A small smile spreads on jihyos face.

"We're going to make it, alright? I believe in both of us. There's nothing that can separate us now." Jihyo whispers to Y/n.

Y/n glances at Jihyo. The words give her some hope, and a small smile also adorns her face. But then again, this is no reassurance. Everything could happen. By any means, Jihyo would immediately get a spot in the new group, as for Y/n, things seem more complicated.

Y/n was never that much of an all-rounder. She is pretty decent at dancing and has good vocals and raps, all right. All of this together doesn't look that bad, but in comparison to the others, Y/n is not a standout. She has nothing much to offer besides nice looks.

This exact problem caused deep scars within her self-esteem. What if the people dont look past the beauty and the looks. What if they view her exactly as that? A pretty girl with nothing more to offer.

You take her hand, hoping the contact would ease the inner turmoil that you're facing. Jihyo squeezes your hand. She's seen this side of you. You've made your insecurities clear with her, and Jihyo has held you through each one of them. She always made sure to be by your side during your worst moments and support you no matter what.

The other people in the changing room dont notice the interaction between the two of you. Such support between trainees is normal. Most of them lean onto each other when the time gets hard.

You only get a minute with Jihyo, as one of the show managers announces that the show will begin in a few moments.

The emotions swirl around your mind. Nows the time you both feared and anticipated for such a long time. Will you make it? Will she make it? Will either of you make it?

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You line up on the stage. All of the trainees look around, some are smiling, and some others are showing a more reserved face. But, theres one thing that unites them secretly, the anxiety and the will to make it out of this show and into the new girl group.

JYP begins to announce the names of those who have made it into the girl group. Everything feels like a blur. Then, you hear her name.

"Jihyo."

Excitement flows through your body. You look over to her and see the same excitement in her face. She starts to cry and hugs some of the other girls who have already made it into the group.

The announcement goes on, and more spots in the group are revealed. The hope to also be part of the girl group gets smaller each time another name is called. You keep on glancing at Jihyo. She has stopped crying and follows the election with a serious expression. Her gaze meets yours.

'You're going to make it.' She mouths at you. And you try to believe her.

"I have now announced eight members of the new girl group Twice. But, there are still two missing."

JYP glances around the room. His eyes met most of the trainees.

"The ninth member of Twice will be, Momo!" He declares in a serious voice.

Momo, who had been eliminated earlier in the show, looks around in shock. tears immediately fall from her eyes. Other trainees watch the scene with shock. Nobody expected this. Sana and Mina, two Japanese trainees, begin to cry as well. The bond the three japanese trainees formed was ripped due to Momo getting eliminated. Yet, now that Momo is part of Twice, the three of them can come together again and spend seven amazing years together.

The studio quitens down again as JYP begins to announce the final member who will be joining Twice.

"As for the last member, I had to think a lot about this decision. But, after all, I think she will fit perfectly. The last member of Twice will be, Y/n!"

The sound of your name being called lifts a heavy weight from your chest. It only takes a few seconds until you feel a set of arms around you, squeeying and hugging you tightly. Jihyo sobs into your shoulder, and you can't resist the tears that have built in your eyes. The fall from your cheeks and onto her top.

The whole world stops as you and Jihyo hug. You do register the other girls wrapping their arms around you, but the person that matters the most right now is Jihyo. The two of you finally made it. Everything you worked for has helped you to this point of your career. The debut you waited for for so long.

The celebration gets wrapped up after some time. The now members of Twice return to their rooms and begin to pack.

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Jihyo giggles against your lips. You two haven't stopped kissing since you returned to your room. The excitement and the euphoria are still very present.

"Im so glad we made it." Jihyo whispers before kissing you again. The kiss feels warm and comforting. It's everything you need after this exhausting day.

"Ji, we have to pack our bags. We will leave for the dorm tomorrow. You know how tight our schedule will be once tomorrow arrives."

"I know. Just let me appreciate the moment for now. We can use the time we still have." Jihyo murmurs and trails her kisses down to your neck. Her hand takes yours and leads you to her bed.

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Yoo Jeongyeon x female reader

Warnings: none, I think :)

Story: Jeongyeon can't take care of the dogs for a while, so she asks for your help.

Authors note: Enjoy the read♥︎

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A new Twice Tour was just announced. Normally, Jeongyeon likes going on Tour. The memories and getting to see Once from all across the globe would always get her excited. Yet Jeongyeon had one major problem with going on Tour. Her pets.

Normally, Jeongyeon just asked one of her family members to take care of her dogs and cat, but they all jumped off last minute. Momo often took the dogs with her on Tour or gave them to her sister Hana. Well, Jeongyeon had very few options to pick from. Most friends were already busy with other stuff, so they could`nt take care of her babies.

The last resort she had was Y/n. She met the significantly quiter girl a few months ago at work. Y/n started out as one of the managers that took care of the touring and all that stuff. Jeongyeon immediately befriended her and made sure to get her number. She did think that the new manager had a charming side to her. Besides, Y/n told her about the cat that lives on her street and how much she adores animals.

Jeongyeon is very careful when it comes to her pets. She won´t just hand them to some random person and call it a day. No, Jeongyeon needed to make sure that the person who was in charge of her babies would be qualified enough for the work.

After debating with herself for a good while, Jeongyeon came to a conclusion. She decided to reach out to Y/n. What could go wrong?

`Hey there! Are you maybe interested in taking care of my pets for a while while I´m on tour? I have two dogs and one cat. They´re very friendly and just need a person to accompany them while Im gone.`

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Jeongyeon waited for a while. The series she started just got interesting as her phone informs her that she got a new message.

It´s a response from Y/n.

`Hi! Very nice of you to reach out to me. Of course I´m interested in taking care of your pets. You know I love animals. Just send me your address and all of the stuff I need to know!`

Jeongyeon´s face lights up with a smile. The thought of having someone to take care of her animlas is nice. Now, she doesn´t have to worry about them being in bad hands. Plus, it is Y/n who would take care of her animlas. So, it´s a win/ win situation.

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The doorbell rings. Y/n nervously fidgets with her fingers as she waits for Jeongyeon to open the door. The two of them decided to meet up for further planning. While glancing around the hallway, the door opens up. Jeongyeon looks cosy in her casual clothes. A warm smile adornes her face.

"Come on in." The warm invite lets Y/n face light up as well.

A cup of coffee waits for Y/n alongside a few cookies. Jeongyeon really tried to make this get-together appealing. The pets that Y/n should be taking care of wait for her at the foot of the table.

Jeongyeon takes a seat and starts explaining all of the stuff that would be important for taking care of the animals. The dog and cat food that Y/n needed to know and the routines the different pets were used to.

Y/n listened carefully and made some notes on what Jeongyeon said. She lastily accepted the little job and thanked Jeongyeon again for the opportunity. She could only do the job, as Y/n did not have to leave for the Tour herself.

Jeongyeon also made sure that the pets were comfortable around Y/n. She let them alone for a few hours and made the pets go through a routine with Y/n. After a few days of getting to know each other for a while, Jeongyeon left for the Tour. She let Y/n stay at her apartment for the while that she would be away.

Y/n took some of her most important things over to Jeongyeon´s apartment. She would leave for work in the morning and return to sleep at Jeongyeon´s apartment in the evening.

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Y/n´s phone rings. She was just about to make dinner for herself while watching some shitty k-drama. Her hand swiftly picks up the phone and answers the call. Jeongyeon´s voice meets Y/n´s ears.

"Hi, how are you?" Jeongyeon asks. It is a habit of her to call in the evening. She would do that just to make sure that everything is alright and that her pets are doing fine. Jeongyeon, of course, also did that just to hear Y/n´s voice, but she would never admit to that.

"Hey Jeongie, I`m fine. How about you? I heard that the concert was good?" Y/n´s voiv´ce is filled with happiness. She always enjoys the conversations/phone calls with Jeongyeon. The Twice member would always make her feel at ease.

Jeongyeon´s chuckle interrupts the silence. She thinks about the concert that the Twice did yesterday. She didn´t think that Y/n would be watching clips of her concert.

"Did you watch videos to the concert?"

"Yeah. I actually watched a whole livestream. Cannot miss my favourite idol perform." Y/n mindlessly says as she continues cooking her dinner, the phone now on speaker.

Jeongyeon is surprised. She didn´t think Y/n would be this much of a fan.

"I´m your favourite, huh?" The teasing in Jeonyeon´s voice stops Y/n from cooking. She lets out a small laugh and nods to herself.

"Maybe you are. Though Mina is really good as well. Might change my bias."

Jeongyeon immediately prostest, which results in you laughing. She really didn´t like the fact that you would pick another member over her.

The bickering continues for a while as Y/n cooks and Jeongyeon imagines the manager living in her apartment.

"Your pets are okay. They seem normal to me, so no need to worry."

"Thanks for taking care of them for me. You know how much I love these little beasts. I´m still sad that I can´t see them for such a long time."

Jeongyeon takes up a bit of sadness. You can imagine her lying in bed with a frown on her face.

"You know I love animals as much as you do. I would do this every time you ask me to. I love the animals, and I love -"

You stop the sentence before the words reveal your secret. It would be very awkward to have this kind of talk over the phone.

Jeongyeon holds her breath on the other side of the phone. She would do anything for you to finish that sentence and say the words that she needed to hear so desperately. But you don´t. You continue on with talking about her dogs and driving the conversation away from the slip-up.

The call ends after a few minutes of awkward silence and failed attempts to pick up a new topic. Would Jeongyeon be mad? Throw you out of her apartment the second she would be returning home? Never ask you to take care of her lovely animlas again.

You lie down in Jeongyeon´s bed, thinking about the event. Her dogs jump on the bed and cuddle into your side. The action makes you think, and you quickly grab your phone after a few seconds.

Your hands snap a few pictures of you and dogs together in a cuddly position. You send the picture to Jeongyeon with the caption.

"Miss you"

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Jeongyeon´s breath hitched as soon as she saw the photo and the text you sent her the night before. She never would have guessed that you would send her this type of message after you held back your emotions. She was not sure what to interpret into this situation.

All that came into Jeongyeons mind was to send a photo of herself back. She was still dressed in her pyjamas, and her hair was a mess. Yet the camera makes it look like she is a model, on her way to shoot for a famous magazine.

She sent out the photo while typing down a message to match your behaviour.

"Miss you too. Can´t wait to get back and see you again."

The text sounded corny, and Jeongyeon hated being corny. She just coulnd´t handle flirting with someone like this. If this was even considered flirting. Sure, she could flirt with her members and make goofy comments. But she wasn´t in love with them. It´s something different when she makes these comments with her friends.

Or maybe the word love is used in the wrong context. She dosen´t know if she even loves you. Yes, there are some strong feelings inside of her that come out every time she sees you.

One example could be the first time you two ever spoke. She was mesmarized by the way your voice sounds and couldn´t stop herself from getting lost in your eyes.

Jeongyeon needed closure on this topic. So she would ask the only person who would be capable of helping her.

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Sana was just about to dry her hair as a knock echoes off her door. She gets up from her chair with a slight pout that only furthers as she sees Jeongyeon.

"What are you doing here? I thought vlogging would start later this day. You know how much i value my time to get ready."

Jeongyeon ignores Sana´s complaints and lets herself in. Her face is quite serious, which is a rare sighting when it comes to Jeongyeon. Sana knows something is up.

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"So, you like her"

Sana asks while brushing through her now dry hair. That's how long it took for Jeongyeon to open up and explain the situation. Her cheeks tinted to a light red hue. Even now, Jeongyeon is too shy to fully give in to her feelings. Sana notices the silence and glances at the older member through the mirror.

"I won´t tease you for it. You should know that. It´s good that you didn´t tell Nayeon or Jihyo. They would have made fun of you by now. I understand you, Unnie. Liking someone isn´t always easy, but you should not be ashamed of it. Also, I think Y/n likes you too."

Sana casually drops while putting up parts of her hair to create a new hairstyle. Jeongyeon´s head snaps up at Sana´s words.

"You´re sure? Don´t play about this, Sana."

Sana nods and adds some make-up to her face.

"I´m very sure about this. Don´t lose your head about this Jeongyeon. I´m always there for you. Anyway I have got a meeting to attend. Maybe ask her out or something?"

Jeongyeon makes a mental note about asking you out while watching Sana pack her purse and leave the apartment.

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Jeongyeon takes a lot of time to ponder about this. She spends the night and day thinking about her feelings for you and the signs you send to her.

Meanwhile, the two of you keep in touch. Every evening, you two call for hours, listening to each other's voices.

On the other hand, you also think about Jeongyeon. She is beautiful, charming, and thoughtful. What is there not to like about Jeongyeon. Yet, you are uncertain. Maybe she's just being nice. But then again, this isn't like jeongyeon. She wouldn't act like this with anyone.

Your hand reaches for your phone while more thoughts take over your mind.

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"What is it? Do you know how late it is in America right now?"

"Yes, now shush." You break off Sana and scoff at her annoyed behaviour. Silence takes over after your sigh.

"If you thought it would be a good idea to call in the middle of the night just to say nothing, then let me break it to you. It's not."

"I think I like Jeongyeon." You blurt out and immediately regret the choice. What if Sana is not the right person for this? Would a conversation with jihyo or nayeon be better?

"My god. You two can't figure it out, right? Why do I have to play Cupid here? Just confess, for heavens' sake." Sana grumbles and hangs up as soon as she stays her point.

Now you're even more confused. "You two?" Jeongyeon likes you back?

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The days leading up to Jeongyeons return feel like a dread in your stomach. The unwell feeling won't leave you alone. And, even though you now know that Jeongyeon likes you back, you still can't fathom a good confession.

Every thought you try to conjure to the confession only makes the feeling of dread grow within the depths of your stomach. It feels as if the emotion is eating you alive with every moment you commit to Jeongyeon.

You try to keep things as cool as you can, but the consitant calls every evening, and the yearning that has already consumed you makes it hard.

Before you know it its Jeongyeons return to Korea. You decide to keep things calm tonight. There's no need to rush this, right?

The door opens, and her footsteps echo through the hallway. Soft but with determination. The sounds halt, and her eyes fall onto you. It's as if the time freezes and everything around you stands still. There's only you and her in this Universe of unsiad feelings and brewing emotions.

Then, her footsteps get closer. She's in front of you. And then, a hug. A hug that says more than a thousand words. the feeling of her arms keeping you safe, that smell of hers that makes you mind, and stomach spin.

"I've missed you so much." Jeongyeon mutters into your shirt and lets her body relax against yours. This could be a scene out of a K-Drama.

"I've missed you too. More than you know." You try to respond, but Jeongyeons laugh interrupts you.

"Oh, trust me, I know. Sana can't keep her mouth shut."

"So you know?"I know, yes."

A blush spreads onto your cheeks. Well, this is awkward.

Jeongyeon seems to be just as at loss for words as you are. The very awkward moment gets interrupted by Jeongyeons dogs, which now gather around her legs.

"Ah, there you guys are. I've missed you guys as well." She then turns to you. "Thank you again for watching over them. It's been so nice of you."

She leans in and gives your already blushing cheek a small kiss as a thanks. The air gets knocked out of your lungs as she leans back and gives you that sweet smile of hers.

"Maybe you can stay here for another night? I bet you still have some clothes here."

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Park Jihyo x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Story: Jihyo and you are caught cuddling.

Authors Note: This was requested, @zyozyominatozaki. Short af (sorry). Hope you enjoy ♡.

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All you can feel is the soft breathing coming from Jihyo's nostrils to your neck. Her head is snuggly fit between your shoulder and your chin. Her left hand rests under your body, while the right hand occasionally tightens on the fabric of your shirt. The sounds that filter through your ears are her soft whimper and a few low exhales.

You can also feel the slight heat of the sun rays that have crept their way into the room. It is apparend that Jihyo didnt properly shut her blinds last evening.

The sounds outside of the room start to rise. There is a squeel or some shouting about breakfast from the other members. Normally you would now start to get up and pray that none of the other girls have noticed your departure from your leader's room. Yet, Jihyo's unconcious body has other thoughts. Her grip on your shirt does not let up, and will probably not consider it in the next minutes.

Your eyes dart around the room and take in the few messy clothes that have been dumped into the corner. This is very unlike Jihyo. Even when she has the ability to rest in her free time, she decides against it. Jihyo usually uses her free time to turn into Bob, the builder, or a cleaning fairy to keep herself up and about.

You decide against trying to get up and turn into Jihyo's side, effectively cuddling into her. Her unconscious mind registers this action, and her arms begin to hold you close. Your eyes now close and relax into the moment.

While falling asleep, you don't register the voice that is now right in front of Jihyo's bedroom and then opens the door.

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Jeongyeon makes her way to Y/n's bedroom. She has decided that Y/n has definitely gotten enough sleep now. It's almost midday. Yet, to her surprise, Y/n is not in her bedroom. The sheets are messy, though, so she has to be around somewhere. Jeongyeon slanders around Y/n's room and looks around if she can find her or a trace that might lead to the other member.

But there's no trace of the other member. It's like she just disappeared out of her bed. That's until Jeongyeon picks up the squeal that comes from across the hallway. Nayeon has found something, or rather someone.

Jeongyeon's vision is met with her leader and the missing member Y/n, cuddling, in Jihyo's bed.

This is a sight to see. Slowly, Jeongyeon's hands reach for her phone and open the camera app. This has to be captured. And posted to their social media accounts. Nayeon giggles at the sight of Jeongyeon taking pictures. Her giggles also alarm some of the other members. Momo and Sana, which were only a few feet away, decided to check out the comotion.

After capturing the wholesome sight and successfully posting it to their socials, the members leave Jihyos room and head for their own rooms.

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Jihyo awakens with lots of vibration from her phone. It's been a long time since so many messages have made her rise from her sleep. She unwriggles herself from your grasp and reaches for her phone to check out the commotion. Her eyes almost bug out of their sockets as she sees what has been causing her phone to blow up like this.

"Damn it, Jeongyeon," She thinks to herself as she examines the social media post that just popped up on her timeline. The photo of her and you cuddling has already reached a large amount of attention from once. Jihyo scoffs and tries to form revenge in her head. Jeongyeon can not get away with this.

It only takes her a few minutes of cuddling with you until her mind comes to a great revenge plan. Jihyo quickly gets up and heads for jeongyeons room, which is not too far from hers. Slowly, she opens the door and takes a look inside.

As expected, Jeongyeon is not alone in her room. Beside her, equally cuddling as you and Jihyo were, is Nayeon. She has her head on jeongyeons shoulder, while Jeongyeon is doing something on her phone. Jihyo grins at the scenery in front of her and takes out her phone.

Just like Jeongyeon, she takes a picture of the other two members. Jihyo even has to surpress a giggle while slowly closing the door and sneaking back to her room.

Inside, she slips back into her bed, next to you, and prepares a social media post. A small laugh erupts from her throat as she adds she picture of Jeongyeon and Nayeon cuddling. She uploads the post and puts her phone beside her on the bedside table.

You stir at the motion of Jihyo, laying back down and wrapping her arms around you.

"What happened? Is something wrong?" You ask with droopy eyes.

Jihyo shakes her head. "Nothing happened. Go back to sleep."

Just as you close your eyes, you hear Jeongyeon yelling from down the hall.

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Jackie Taylor x Female reader

Warnings: Smoking, parental issues, light angst, mentions of making out (only small make-out though), othe rthan that nothing major

Story: Living live as Jackies dirty little secret.

Author's Note: My body is yearning for autumn. This is short af. Hope you enjoy this ♡

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The birds chirp outside of your window. A slight breeze hushes through your room and hides between cupboards and posters that adore your wall. The breeye is cold and sends a chill down your spine, as it comes out from its hiding spot and crawls over your skin.

You get goosebumps. The hair on your body slowly stands up, and your skin is transforming into a rough pattern, which could be compared to one of a reptile. Autumn has arrived, and just as you open your eyelids to the rather moody day that's awaiting you, your alarm goes off. The tune is the song "1979" by the band "Smashing Pumpkins". Natalie introduced you to them.

You listen to the tunes for a few seconds before turning the alarm off and moving to get up. Right after standing up on your feet, you notice the yelling from the living room. Your parents are having another fight again. Its been the like tenth time they chose to yell at each other since they came back together again. Though, your parents are both in bad, bad places right now. Your mom barely gets the minimum wage, which doesn't really help out the family, and your dad decides to drink away the money you really need. Ever since he got fired, things have been going down.

You slip out of your room and into the bathroom. While getting ready, you listen to the voices of your parents. If the situation wasn't so depressing, your Dad could really get into a metal band with that voice of his.

You decide against using the front door and slip out of the window in your room. Your parents could care less where you go or what you do. They are to busy with fighting and eventually fucking until everything crashes down on them again. Outside of your Trailer waits Natalie. Youve been Neighbours for a while. She showed you around, and you guys eventually ended up in the same friengroup.

Natalie smiles at you and lights a cigarette, which she passes over to you after she takes a drag herself.

"Morning. Theyre still fighting?"

You nod and take a drag from the cigarrete and wait for the stinging feeling in your lungs. Smoking has really helped you cope with everything that has been happening around you lately. You know it's bad for you, but this is the quikest resolve you have found since therapy and medicine are out of your price range.

The both of you take on the walk for school and chat about everything and nothing at the same time. The leaves crunch under your ripped converse, which have been holding on for way too long. Natalie and you always take the walk through the little woods next to the trailer park. The silence and the feeling of being left alone by annoying popular kids is just the best.

As you get closer to the school of Wiskayok, you see more and more cars on the road, driving to the same destination you are having. One of the cars contains two of your soccer teammates. Jackie and Shauna. Shauna looks really concentrated as she tries to make her way to school save. Jackie is not so interested in the road in front of her. She watches herself in the small mirror in Shaunas' car while applying some make-up to her face. Looks like she's been running late this morning.

Jackie seems to notice the feeling of someone watching her. She removes her gaze from the mirror and moves her eyes to detect the person who has been watching her. She quickly comes to an answer as her gaze meets yours. Her eyes widen momentarily before her gaze transforms into something different, something deeper. Jackies eyes carry a certain pull that holds you back from looking away. The look in her eyes recalls way too many memories.

Shauna breaks the moment by asking jackie something. Jackies gaye breaks away from yours and focuses back on shauna and then to the mirror, in which she finishes her make-up. Natalie hasnt noticed the interaction. it's too busy smoking away at the cigarrette.

You try to take your mind off from this interaction and continue walking onto the school grounds. Though you're scared about the glances you'll be receiving from the Taylor girl in the hallway.

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The hallway is a place where you duck your head and keep to yourself or to your friends. Back then, when your dad lost his job, rumours made their way through the town. You once had a decent life, with decent friends and decent grades. Yet now all of that is overthrown by the image your dads general failure in life has created. You sometimes hate him for that.

Natalie walks beside you. She keeps on talking about kevin, some emo guy she has some kind of romance with. You can not seem to care about that, though. Something else has caught your attention.

Golden locks, perfectly styled. A cute pink top with a jeans jacket thrown over her shoulders. The jeans jacket a familiar piece, normally found in your locker for colder days. A white fluffy skirt that reaches mid thigh. And, of course, perfect make-up. If you had to describe the picture in front of you, you'd have to choose the word perfect. Not because of the general image, your eyes are grazing, no, it's because she is perfect. She was always in your eyes.

Jackie Taylor is perfect, and she knows that. A picture-perfect life, with a perfect family, a perfect boyfriend, perfect friends, and a perfect closet, which not only contains perfect clothes but also a perfect opportunity to hide in. Yet, she would never reveal the last.

Jackies expression is filled with joy. She's laughing about something Shauna said while practically laying in the arms of her boyfriend Jeff. Her other friends stand around her like a guarded union, not letting anyone through that could destroy her perfect facade. But they dont know that you already made it through, through the iron wall and into the heart of the perfect girl. You didn't have to fight anyone. You just took a quiet moment, and then she let you in herself.

Busy with thinking about her, you run into someone, Taissa.

"Look where you're going." She mutters in your face while pushing you away roughly with her shoulder.

Natalie scoffs and takes your left arm.

"You should really watch where you're going. This is like the fifth time you ran into someone. Are you like losing your sense for ballance?"

"Haha, Nat, im just a bit out of it. Sure, nothing else was in that cigarette?" You tease and keep on walking. Walking past the perfect girl, whose eyes immediately land on your form, but not for too long. Wouldn't want anyone to notice.

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The smell of sweat courses through the Yellowjackets locker room. Training was demanding and hard. Natalie and you always change in one of the more secluded corners of the locker room. Sometimes Laura Lee and Lottie Matthews join you for a little chit-chat, but both practically went missing after practise.

You take off your shirt and rub a towel along your body to rub off the excess sweat that has hidden under your shirt.

While changing, you feel a pair of eyes on your body. You immediately know whose eyes are boring through your body. The hazel eyes quickly avert to the locker in front of her as you turn around to catch her gaze.

One after one, the girls leave the locker room. Natalie, beside you, gets impatient. She taps her foot and starts glaring at you in hopes of you hurrying up.

"Nat, could you stop that? It's like really annoying." You ask her while still taking your sweet time with changing.

"No, because you have the time management of a sloth. Hurry the fuck up. Im still trying to meet up with Kev." Her taps get even more impatient and her eyes seem to transform into a slit with how much she is glaring.

"You know what? Just go ahead. Im not thrid wheeling again with you guys."

Nat only scoffs and dramatically takes her bag.

"Bye Loser." She shouts while leaving the locker room.

You're still in the process of changing as you feel two arms wrap around you from behind. Panic shoots through your body as you quickly turn around to detect the person who decides to hug you.

A giggle echoes through the locker room at your panicked movements. Jackie seems to be laughing her ass with how you've reacted. A frown spread across your face.

"Arent you supposed to talk with the coach? And did you lock the door? Is someone still in here with us?" Your panic gets calmed down by a soft kiss to your lips. The taste of strawberries invades your mouth and brings the butterflies in your stomach to fly around.

"Calm down, Y/n. I made sure no one was in here anymore. Besides, no one wants to stay loner at school than necessary. And no, Coach Scott does not want to see me." Another giggle errupts from the depths of her stomach while she kisses along your face and moves on to your neck.

"Jax -" You try to form a sentence, but Jackies kisses overwhelm you to the point of clouding your brain. She grins against your neck, your resolve loossening further.

She pulls away after a few more kisses and smiles at you.

"You look so beautiful." She huffs out with dazed eyes.

"Im literally covered in sweat." You remind her while wrapping your arms around her and drawing little patterns on her back.

"I said what i said." Jackie smugly decleares.

You scoff at the smug grin that has engraved onto her face and turn around to change into fresh clothes. Jackie sits down on the bench next to you and watches your moves.

"Stop staring, you creep."

Now it's Jackies turn to scoff. She kicks your shin with her foot.

"Hurry up. I dont intend on staying here overnight." She groans and grabs her duffel bag with her soccer gear. You hurry up and meet Jackie outside of the changing rooms. She gives you a short kiss on the lips.

"You know this stays between us, right? I just want to keep you to myself."

"You mean you can not afford beeing seen with me? Jackie, I know what you're looking out for. There is no need to glorify it with me."

Jackies eyes dart away from yours and inspect the nature surrounding the parkinglot youre standing on.

"Jackie, you know you can be honest with me. I know why you want to keep this a secret. Just dont pretend in front of me, okay?"

Jackie nods and now leans in for a longer and more meaningful kiss. You know her struggles, and you definitely understand them. It's not like you're not affected by the homophobia that's surrounding you. That will always be the reason why Jackie and you decided for this relationship to stay secret.