#6th:ryu

“don’t look at the door” she starts. “look here” and she curls her finger up to elicit a moan out of you, one that was louder than intended.

“f-fuck” you take a minute to breathe, holding her hand still so she wouldn’t do anything to surprise you. “someone could come in”

“and?” ryujin shrugs, knowing fully that no one was around now except your members, and even they were all busy to just come bursting through the door. “they’d get to see you like this, wouldn’t you like that?- eyes down.” she can’t even ask you a simple question without you breaking her rules, because she told you to look at her digits pumping in and out of your cunt and you’re looking everywhere but.

“i don’t want you to look at me, i want you to look at my hand” she takes her other hand and uses it to move your head in the direction she wants it, and now your eyes are glued to her hand against your clit and moreso because you know how it feels, what you’re watching. and watching it today unlike other times makes you clench around her fingers so tight you’re seeing stars and blurry spots of white.

“move faster please.” she realizes you ignore everything she is saying, asking you, so of course she won’t give you what you want, but instead the complete opposite, slowing her digits down from the mild speed they were fucking you at.

“like this?”

“n-no. not like that at a-all” your nails dig in her thighs that were at your sides, her skin accessible to you because of her shorts. the really tight biker shorts she wore for practice that are what drove the two of you to this.

“chaeryeong and yeji are going to sleep now” the door closes behind you as you walk to the bed, where ryujin lies waiting for you. “they said we should go to bed” you take off your slippers and easily climb on top of her with your legs at each of her sides “but i don’t want to go to bed yet”

“hm” she chuckles, knowing what you’re implying as she runs her hands up your thighs and under your shirt. “i can think of a few things to do before bed” she pecks your lips when you lean lower, and her hands usually go to your back, but tonight she cups your breasts and takes your nipples between her thumb and her forefinger

“not here” you whisper on her lips after she pulls a soft moan out of your lips. she doesn’t ask where, knowing you’ll tell her anyways. but she doesn’t expect you to pull her up and off the bed with you. you walk backwards until your back hits the giant glass window that opens a view to the city, all lit up, once you touch it with your back, you look up at her “here.”

she’s got her hands on your waist the entire walk here, and once you stop and tell her where you want her to fuck you it’s like her eyes darken, and she doesn’t say a word before pulling your shirt over your head and turning you around, pressing your front against the glass. it fogs up with your breaths that get heavier and faster as she kisses all over your body and takes off your shorts.

ryujin leaves your underwear on, because she likes the way your ass looks when she pushes it to the side, still somehow decorated as she makes you whine and moan over and over again. and she’s going to fuck you, she is, but she pulls away from you for a few seconds, after feeling you and kissing you all over she steps back and looks at you. how good your body looks surrounded by the lights of the city, how the glass fogs up whenever you breathe against it, and she wonders how much it will fog up when she actually gets to touching you.

“ryujin ah, you’re taking too long”

“don’t tell me what to do” she growls, spanking your ass when she approaches you. you didn’t bring any toys, you didn’t want anyone to see it in the suitcase scan and post it all on social media and then get in trouble. so you’ll have to conform with her fingers tonight. though that’s always been enough for you. “you’re so fucking wet, was it fucking in front of a window that got you this wet?”

“yes” you whine, pushing your ass further to her front whenever she teases you with her fingers and pulls away.

“does it turn you on that everyone can see you from here? is that it slut?”

“y-yes. i want you to touch me in front of all these people. please.” ryujin hums in consideration, she wishes she could see the view from outside, she can only imagine how good your tits look pressed against the glass, how your face looks against the glass when it contorts in pleasure thanks to her and her hands.

“you’re such a whore” she laughs, spreading your legs with her foot and putting her hand on your neck before the other hovers between your legs. “i want to hear you. i don’t give a fuck if the girls hear you too. understand?”

“i understand.” you whisper, hoping good behavior was enough for her to finally touch you.

“good” you don’t know why her voice is so much deeper today, but it’s driving you insane. specially because she presses her lips against your ear and her warm breath tickles your skin and makes it pebble up wherever it touched.

“hurry-“ she interrupts you with a finger finally pushing inside your cunt. still breathing in your hear, her other hand moves to hold you up against the glass for when your legs give out on you. “shitt!”

“i want another one. please add another finger.” you look back at her, which is easy since she’s just by your ear, and its so easy to look at her and give her the softest eyes that you know will make her cave and do what you asked.

“i don’t know” she hums, moving the one finger faster in and out of you. “i honestly think you’re just fine like this. don’t you want them to see you? if i make you cum too fast, i don’t think they will”

“please. please add another finger, two more even. please daddy. i need it, i want it so bad”

“okay” she shrugs “but you’ll hold your orgasm, until i tell you to”

“i can’t” you whimper, already feeling much better with three fingers in your cunt instead of one. “i can’t, it feels so good”

“you know what happens when you disobey me” she warns, three fingers fucking you faster and harder than ever as her hand slowly moves to your throat “im serious y/n”

“so am i!” you gasp “im so close daddy i can’t hold it… i want to but i can’t”

“don’t you dare” ryujin is mad. she’s so mad, but she doesn’t feel mad enough to take away your orgasm, now, if you disobey, she will make sure you face the consequences, but for now she’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.

“i-im sorry” when it finally hits you, you cry, shaking against the glass and holding her hand because it was too much. “im sorry i was bad.”

“what? no i didn’t” you instead just rub your eyes, and walk over to them to help the stove turn on since you noticed the redhead was struggling.

“you had sex!” chaeryeong agrees, this time louder, making yeji shush her while she drops the things on the counter and gets closer to the two of you. you’re still trying to act uninterested, seeing if it makes them believe you and back up.

“i did not. there’s no reason to make the other three think that too”

“there’s no reason to make the other two know, because ryujin already does, doesn’t she” yeji squints at you and it gives you time to take in her appearance. she looks pretty, wearing gym clothes and looking a tad bit red like she just went on a run with chaeryeong before you found them. “come on, just tell us!”

“tell us what?” ryujin pops in the same way you did, but she’s not fooling anyone. she looks exactly like she had been waiting the five minutes you told her to before coming out of the room. yet she shrugs and takes an apple from the fridge, not even washing it before putting her arm around your middle over the sweatshirt you were wearing and messily pecking your temple. yeji and chaeryeong study it all, move for move while you look back at them wide-eyed, one hand on the pan and the other paused in stirring the eggs.

i've been good, same old just work and what not. my heart is breaking from seeing ryujin's fancalls and the midzys all saying nice things to her after the messy rumors thats been spreading and her getting threats :( she literally looks like she wanted to cry at the midzys words of encouragement im- i want reader gf to just comfort a b i hope she knows shes loved :(( (🎂)

i know :( the way jyp won’t do anything to protect her either is infuriating.

when i think of the girls using bubble i think about them being together some of the time, just hanging out while talking to fans, specially if they share a room. so i imagine you sort of asleep on ryujin’s chest while she types away, giggling every once in a while. and of course there’s hundreds of nice comments and messages, but she’s bound to see the mean ones, the worrying, upsetting messages that don’t agree with the rumors that had been spread.

and i think she gasps when she reads it, that sort of stirs you awake, and her breath quickens when she looks online because she hadn’t read anything about her and anybody, and then she goes on social media and reads the many comments not only in english but in korean which is what hurts her the most. her silence and no longer giggling are what actually awake you. and you find her staring at her phone with watery eyes that make you immediately snatch it from her hands and read for yourself. you tut, and you put her phone on the night stand next to your shared bed before opening your arms for her.

i think she cries, it’s a healthy thing, to cry when you’re upset, and she learns that with you. so i think she cries in your arms while you run your fingers through her hair and hold your own tears so that she wouldn’t worry. you don’t talk for a while, just holding her while she sobs quietly, but you do ask her.

“do you want to talk about it?” with the press of a soft kiss on her head. but she just shakes her head no and hugs you tighter, your sleeping shirt is drenched with tears and who knows if with snot too, but that’s the least of your worries, you only want to help her get through this. “i won’t let anything happen to you.”

“i know” she whispers, accidentally interrupting you

“or the girls” you continue, locking eyes with her when she pulls out of your neck and looks up at you. “even if they don’t do anything to protect you, we will”

“i know, it’s hard to think of them as just cowards who are unhappy with their life so they feel the need to mess with others’… but that’s what they are ryu. if you want to cry, you can cry, i’ll hold you as long as you want me to. if you want to scream and break things, that’s okay too, i’ll do it with you if you feel like having company. if you don’t want to do any of the above, and you just want to ignore everyone and everything, we can do that too. i just want what you think is best for you. the girls do too. we love you. they love you, and i love you, so much. maybe a little more than the girls but still” the last thing makes her chuckle between tears, the ones that you clean off with your thumb before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“i love you” is the last thing she whispers before falling asleep..

her hand on your thigh is masked by her chuckle and the lean on her body towards you, but you both know her hand was too far up your leg to be a simple ‘you’re so funny!’ touch, lia tries to copy her, instead patting your back at your joke with a smile, but letting her hand go lower as soon as you finish telling the anecdote.

you can’t say or do anything right now as you’re being recorded, but you’re thankful you have members sitting in front of you to cover all that is going on. they exchange a few looks as if to telepathically communicate about you not showing any reaction, but truth is, it’s taking everything in you not to.

and you try to stay away from them as much as you can during the day wanting to escape both trouble from your team and the one known as your girlfriends messing with you in public. but they somehow always manage to find their way back to you.

“what’s wrong?” lia asks, smiling when you don’t know where to sit, all the seats of the waiting room couch taken by your members, both your girlfriends next to another waiting for you to do the expected. the members didn’t mind, it was pretty normal for the three of you to do pda, so they too find it a little bit weird when you hesitate to sit on either of their laps and instead pretend to busy yourself at the snack table.

“why are you avoiding us baby?” ryujin’s hand squeezes your ass and waist when she reaches you, and you can’t help but stutter a little bit forwards, her body covering your own as the girls occupy themselves on something else, lia watching attentively from afar. “everything okay?” her nose tickles your ear when she pretends to hug your waist to do so.

“y-yeah. yeah” you clear your throat and attempt to not let her see the effect she has on you, and she’s just about to speak, already pushed your hair out of your face, when one of the staff comes in to let you know you have to go back to filming, so she instead just spares you a mischevious smile and squeezes your side before walking out.

lia takes her hand, and all of the sudden it’s like you’re being punished the rest of day, they make you suffer by feeding each other when they know you’re watching, more than enough pda without you doing all but paying attention to you. you try not to let it affect you or your work ethic, but you can’t help but get a little bratty when your day is finished, ignoring their texts in the group chat, choosing to go in another car with the rest of the girls instead of them, having dinner with yuna and spending most of the night in her room until it’s time to go to bed in your shared room with ryujin and walk in to them cuddling.

“come on” lia tuts when you get in your own bed that hasn’t been used for sleep in months, instead of ryujin’s bigger one “we miss you baby”

“didn’t seem like you did at all today” you hope they hear your voice echoing off the wall when you turn around to face it instead of them

“we didn’t think you wanted our affection” ryujin sighs, and you just know she’s shrugging

“you teased the fuck out of me and then ignored me for a whole day. im not going to come crawling” kinda obvious. you think, attempting to again get a hold of sleep but it’s difficult considering you have slept in a cuddling pile for the past months.

“we’re sorry” lia is closer now, too close for you that want to keep angry. you can feel her breath behind your ear and you realize you never noticed her even getting in your bed. “can we make it up to you?”

you have been looking forward to this ever since they started teasing you, but you don’t know if they deserve to touch you. maybe they don’t, maybe they deserve to watch while you make yourself cum on a toy, but ryujin will not allow that. the thought of you getting pleasure from anything that’s not her or lia boils her blood. so you think. “hm?” ryujin runs her hands up your thighs with a pout on her lips waiting for an answer

so many? or vice versa. i wanna say these are all like moments where you’re “talking” or whispering to each other and since ur so close u end up looking at each other’s lips and well

there’s always the times you think you’re alone in the living room, you have your legs on her lap and sit up to say something to her and end up sharing pecks and kisses until yeji clears her throat or sighs loudly when she comes in

or in the car when you think chaeryeong isn’t looking and she just ends up elbowing whichever of you two she’s closest to in the moment, immediately causing you to break apart embarrassedly

or lia constantly walking into you two in the dance room, because you’ve tried to convince the other four that you do work and you don’t just kiss and smack each other’s butt, however every time they walk in on you specially lia, you happen to be kissing and doing anything but practicing.