#eunminyeon

“Jiyeonnie, do you want some, too?” Eunjung handed the maknae her small bento box, but she got no response at all. The youngest didn’t even flinch upon hearing Eunjung’s question, nor did she care to turn her head; it was like she didn’t even hear the older at all. A frown appeared upon Eunjung’s features and she shrugged, continuining to eat her lunch which was exclusively prepared only for her by Qri for her birthday. 

“Hyomin unnie, don’t you want to give me some?” Jiyeon raised a brow, inching closer to the black-haired girl sitting on her right. “I was expecting you to offer yourself but you’re almost finished with it…”

“I’m sorry,” Hyomin chuckled and took a smaller piece of meat between two chopsticks, feeding the maknae next to her. Eunjung stole a glance at the girl who rejected her only a few minutes ago and she couldn’t help but cock an eyebrow curiously. Was Jiyeon mad at her for something? Why did it appear like she was ignoring the entire existence of Eunjung? You’re  being paranoid again, a voice warned the older in her head and she sighed, turning to Soyeon on her left and feeding the ex-leader instead who happily accepted the small bit of rice the younger showed her.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about it, though. It was her and Qri unnie’s birthday and while Jiyeon seemed to shower the older with all her love, she totally ignored Eunjung and that made her feel extremely desperate. Did she do anything wrong? Did she hurt her with something? She tried to recall the events of the past days but she couldn’t remember anything that would’ve helped her figure out the reason why the maknae didn’t acknowledge her presence. Yesterday, they slept together, cuddling in Eunjung’s bed. What happened?

She stared in front of her where all the presents she got from both her fans and her fellow members – well, except for Jiyeon and Hyomin, who surprisingly didn’t give her anything at all, but that was okay because she guessed they’ll just hand it to her later or something. But now that she thought about it…

“Okay, girls, we gotta get going,” came the command from the leader and Qri stood up, stretching out her muscles. “Please finish your meals as soon as possible and then we should get ready for our practice,” she nodded and the others got up as well, hurriedly packing eating the last bits of their lunch before they headed outside for practice.

*

“God, I’m so tired,” Eunjung let out a quiet sigh, raising a hand to scratch at the nape of her neck. “Hyomin, could you please hand me the water bottle?” She turned towards Hyomin, reaching out with a hand but the other instead of giving her what she asked for, she just simply walked off, leaving the exhausted and sweating Eunjung in the middle of the practice room. What the hell is going on?!, she thought, her jaw clenching as she got up from the floor and walked to the door to drink some water. So it wasn’t only Jiyeon, but Hyomin who had some kind of problem with her, too? It was quite suspicious that the two girls who didn’t give her any presents were the ones also not caring about her existence. What were they up to? Or more like, were they up to something? Another deep sigh escaped Eunjung’s lips and she shook her head, not wanting to waste more time contemplating about stuff like that.

She soon followed the other girls into the changing room but much to her surprise, it was empty. The baekgu knitted her eyebrows in confusion, her eyes scanning the room but nothing. No one was inside and she had no idea where their members could’ve disappeared to.

“Okay, this is getting really strange,” she mumbled to herself and plopped down in a chair, letting her fatigue take over her body and it took her less than five seconds to fall asleep, alone in the changing room.

*

 “I think she’s suspecting something,” Jiyeon whispered to her unnie, biting down on her lower lip. “We’re being too obvious.”

“We should’ve given her at least something for her birthday,” Hyomin sighed. “But I wouldn’t worry too much about it. I know Eunjung’s not dumb, but she is so naïve not to believe we weant to surprise her.”

“True,” Jiyeon agreed. “So how are we going to do this after all? We’ll both sneak into her house and wait for her to come home and then surprise her?”

“I think she’s going home right after our schedules have ended, so we’ll might have to ask Soyeon unnie to help us,” Hyomin pouted, tapping her chin with a finger lightly. “Also, how are we going to sneak into her house? As far as I know, her parents are away, aren’t they?”

“Please,” Jiyeon let out a soft chuckle, wiggling her eyebrows mischievously. “I have keys to her house. So no worries about that.”

*

She was brought back into reality with a familiar sound of some kind of bell and her eyes snapped open.

“You really should stop falling asleep everywhere and missing your schedules,” Soyeon reprovingly shook her head. “Yah, wake up already! You missed the meeting,” she started poking the younger’s side and Eunjung growled, suddenly standing up.

“I got it, I got it, unnie!” She yawned softly. “Wait, I missed the meeting?!” Eunjnug panicked, but Soyeon patted her arm and wrapped her fingers around her wrist, dragging her along with herself.

“Don’t worry about it, it was nothing interesting. We told our CEO you weren’t feeling well, because we didn’t have time to go look for you and you didn’t answer your phone. We’ll tell you everything you need to know in the car.”

“Thank you, unnie…” the younger murmured, a happy smile appearing on her face. At least she knew Soyeon wasn’t mad at her.

“How was your birthday?” The older asked and Eunjung shrugged.

“It was nice, although Jiyeon and Hyomin have been acting weird,” she puckered up her lips. “They’ve been ignoring me all day. Do you have any idea what’s happening?”

“Have they?” The ex-leader frowned. “I haven’t noticed it. Probably you’re just imagining things, Jungie.”

Eunjung sighed. “I hope the same,” she said, not bothering to give the two strangely behaving girls a single look when she followed Soyeon into the car.

Only after a few minutes did she realize that there was no one else in the car besides her and Soyeon. “Where are the others?” she asked, curiosly turning her head around.

“They’ve left already,” she answered, refusing to look up from her phone. “I just went back to get you.”

“Oh,” Eunjung said, a sudden warmth settling in her heart and she smiled at her unnie. “Thank you, Soyeon unnie, you’re the best.”

“I know,” she raised her gaze and flashed the younger a confident grin which provoked Eunjung to roll her eyes. She fought the ugre to lean forward and hug the older; the fact how Hyomin and Jiyeon kept ignoring her the entire day made her extremely sad and she wondered why her friends would want to make her birthday such an awful experience. She forced back a sigh and rested her head on Soyeon’s shoulder, trying hard not to fall asleep again.

It took the driver a few minutes to park in front of Eunjung’s home and she wrapped her arms around her unnie, giving her a peck on the cheek and thanking her again for everything before she slipped out of the car and headed home.

Remembering that her parents were away for the weekend, she decided to go to bed early. It would’ve been nice to have them here for her birthday, but she also knew that it wasn’t her parents’ fault they had to go on vacation now and she was sure they wouldn’t forget about her becoming a year older anyways.

Thundering into her flat, she dropped her bag on the floor and locked the door behind her, a heavy sigh erupting her lips as she made her way into the living room. Her hands looking for the switch on the wall, she turned it on to end her blindness and she jumped almost a meter backwards when she found Hyomin and Jiyeon standing only a few inches away from her.

“What the…?!” she covered her mouth with both hands, her gaze snapping from Jiyeon’s face to Hyomin’s, then back at Jiyeon’s again. “What are you guys doing here?”

“Surprise,” Jiyeon blurted out and threw herself at Eunjung. “Happy birthday, unnie~”

“Happy birthday Eunjung unnie,” Hyomin smiled brightly and hugged the two girls from behind.

“What…” the oldest furrowed her eyebrows, still totally confused about what exactly was going on. “What’s all this?”

“We wanted to surprise you,” Jiyeon explained. “We pretended to hate you so you would feel bad and we planned to wish you a happy birthday as a surprise. With no one else around, but only the three of us because you know, we’ve been together for quite a long time now, unnie.”

Hyomin nodded a few times, verifying Jiyeon’s words. “Exactly. We wanted to make something special to celebrate our beautiful friendship.” Hyomin stepped aside and pointed at the shopping bags on the couch. “All of your presents we didn’t give you this afternoon. I bet you thought we were acting weird, right?”

“Indeed,” said Eunjung, smiling a little. “I thought you guys were mad at me or something… You should never do this again…”

“We’re sorry.” Jiyeon pouted sadly and cupped Eunjung’s face, pecking her nose lovingly. “We could never be mad at you. Never ever.”

“That’s good to hear,” the oldest chuckled and pulled both Jiyeon and Hyomin into a tight hug. “Thank you, girls, I love you both so much.”

“We love you too,” the others chimed in unison.

“Now please would you be so kind and do this for us,” said Hyomin, something indescribable twinkling in her eyes. “We bought you this… outfit, and we want to see it on you.”

“Please tell me it’s nothing naughty,” Eunjung sighed, rolling her eyes.

“You can decide that for yourself,” the maknae chuckled and turned around, grabbing one of the bags and handing it to Eunjung. “Make it quick~”

“I’ll be right back.”

Eunjung disappeared into her bedroom and she hesitated only a few seconds to check the outfit the others gave her – as soon as she saw it, she couldn’t help but let out a soft whine, her eyes rushing through the provocative nurse outfit she was holding in her hands.

“Are you serious…” she mumbled under her breath and shook her head, knowing that she had no choice but to try it on. Quickly removing her clothes, she put it on and tried to arrange it so it wouldn’t be so damn revealing but nothing worked; the outfit consisted of two pieces, an upper and a lower one, the latter being nothing but just panties that were decorated with frills and it had a dark red heart shape painted in the middle. The upper part was literally enough for nothing but to make people believe you have at least something covering your body; it had such a low cut cleavage Eunjung felt uncomfortable even just looking at it.

Even after ten minutes, although she was already wearing it, she didn’t want to tell the girls she was ready. She stood in front of her huge mirror and she felt like some kind of hooker. She had to admit one thing, though: she undoubtedly looked extremely hot.

“I’m done!” she shouted, a deep sigh escaping her lips and she was already regretting putting it on. She still had no idea why Jiyeon and Hyomin would enjoy the sight of Eunjung wearing anything naughty like this one, but she didn’t dare to ask.

The two girls thundered into the room faster than expected and Eunjung turned around, letting the others have a great view at her. Hyomin and Jiyeon immediately cracked up and they started laughing so hard they almost lost their balance and fell to the ground, making the oldest feel even more uncomfortable than she already did.

“Can I take it off now, please?” Eunjung whined softly, but Jiyeon shook her head and stepped in front of the older, sliding her hands down the other’s arms and looking her up and down.

“It actually looks great on you, unnie,” Jiyeon smirked, her eyes dropping to Eunjung’s rather inviting cleavage and they lingered there more than they should have. The maknae’s smirk faded and she bit down on her lower lip, taking a few steps backwards.

“What’s wrong?” Eunjung frowned, studying Jiyeon’s face.

“N-nothing,” she murmured and she shot Hyomin a look only Eunjung seemed to not understand. Hyomin chuckled and the oldest noticed how she was trying real hard to force back her laugh.

“Okay guys, what is going on?”

“Jiyeon just wanted to say that she thinks you’re-“

“Shut up!” Jiyeon cried out and smacked Hyomin’s shoulder, causing her to squeal.

“Yah, that hurt!”

“You should’ve kept your mouth shut,” the youngest mumbled quietly, taking a side glance at Eunjung who was more confused than ever. Hyomin snickered and stepped behind Jiyeon, gently pushing her a little bit forward.

Eunjung’s frown grew more apparent on her face as she watched Jiyeon look away, desperately trying to avoid her eyes. The way she was behaving came off as quite odd and Eunjung couldn’t help but wonder if she was feeling strange because of her certainly too revealing outfits and if so – why did she look so shy about it? And what did that smirk on Hyomin’s face mean? A silly thought suddenly hit her, but she tried to shoo it away as soon as it appeared because it was extremely dumb.

Finally, Jiyeon met her eyes and Eunjung saw her swallow, hard before she parted her slightly trembling lips, letting the following words slip off of her tongue softly, a husky tone settling in her voice. “Unnie, you look… you look really hot.”

Eunjung blinked at the youngest, her mind still processing Jiyeon’s words. “I look… hot?”

“Yes,” Jiyeon nodded, biting down on her lower lip and stepping closer to Eunjung. “You look extremely desirable.”

The oldest knitted her eyebrows, looking at the maknae still slowly approaching her. “What do you want to…”, she started, but before she could finish the sentence, she was cut off by a soft pair of lips pressing against hers. Jiyeon kissed her gently and Eunjung found herself kissing her back, involuntarily leaning forward. She heard an amused giggle from behind Jiyeon and the maknae suddenly pulled away, dark red blush growing across her face.

Eunjung frowned, an awkward smile appearing upon her lips. “Uhm, Ji… what was… why…”

“Ssshhh,” Hyomin suddenly cut her off by grabbing both hers and Jiyeon’s wrist, pulling the two closer to each other. “Now kiss again!”

Jiyeon chuckled, poking Hyomin’s nose. “You are so cute.”

Hyomin rolled her eyes. “We’ll discuss that later, now-“ Before she could finish her sentence, Eunjung unexpectedly leaned forward and cupped Jiyeon’s face with both hands, capturing her lips in a sweeter, longer kiss than before. Hyomin nodded and crossed her arms over her chest, watching the two passionately kissing in front of her for a while before she turned around, ready to leave the room when she felt a tight grasp on her arm.

“Y-you too, unnie,” came the husky murmur from Jiyeon and Hyomin shot her a confused look.

“Me too what?”

“You too, please…” the maknae said, lacing her fingers into Hyomin’s shyly. The older frowned, flushing slightly.

“I thought you two… that you are going to…” she muttered softly, seeing Eunjung pressing her lips against each other before she flashed Hyomin a smirk.

“It’d be quite rude to send you away now, wouldn’t it be?” she said, swallowing once, hoping that she won’t regret her words later. “Besides, I got this outfit from both of you.”

“Well…” Hyomin said quietly, her gaze jumping between Jiyeon’s and Eunjung’s face.

“Come on, it’s my birthday.” Eunjung threw her arms around Hyomin’s neck and kissed her before the other had a chance to disagree. The younger smiled against the other’s lips and Eunjung blushed, her mind full of question marks regarding to the past events. Was she doing the right thing, killing two birds with one stone? Jiyeon wanted it. Hyomin was kissing her back. Neither of them objected to the idea so why was she worrying? She wanted it too after all, didn’t she?

Eunjung felt a slight tug on her shirt and soon she was dragged to the bed by Jiyeon, her arms still around Hyomin’s neck. She let her go and turned around, pushing both younger girls on the bed at once and she crawled up, hovering over Jiyeon, her lips quickly finding the other’s. The maknae squirmed, but didn’t pull away; instead, she let her hands roam around Eunjung’s body, sliding them down her side slowly. Hyomin hesitantly slipped a hand under Eunjung’s tank top, starting to pull it off of her head and the older raised herself up to help her remove the piece of clothing. A soft moan escaped Hyomin’s lips as Eunjung turned to her and pressed her lips on her neck, sucking on the skin gently, making sure not to leave any marks. Jiyeon’s fingers caressing Eunjung’s skin, they hurriedly found their way to the buttons of her bra and after unclasping it, the oldest let it fall on the bed, revealing her slight, attractive curves, her cheeks flushing slightly at the thought of her being half-naked but she didn’t stop placing soft kisses on Hyomin’s neck.

A guttural moan escaped Eunjung’s lips when Jiyeon’s hands slid over her breasts, starting to massage them gently and she turned away from Hyomin, breathlessly seeking out for the maknae’s lips. Hyomin grabbed the hem of Jiyeon’s shirt and waited for Eunjung to pull away before she removed it, making the maknae blush only a little bit. Jiyeon smiled at Hyomin and brushed her fingers across her face, leaning in to plant a kiss on her lips while Eunjung slid her tongue along the shape of Hyomin’s ear, slightly nibbling on it. The maknae brought her hands down to Hyomin’s stomach and slipped them underneath her shirt, finally freeing the older from it as well before she started fidgeting with the buttons of her bra, getting help from Eunjung who removed the bra and threw it across the room. She carefully pushed the younger down on the bed as she straddled her, legs on both sides of Hyomin. She leaned down and trailed her lips along her collarbone before moving to her breasts, taking them into her mouth hungrily. Hyomin gasped and stuck her chest out for her.

“T-this feels good,” she whispered, breathing heavily, her hand looking for Jiyeon’s body. She lazily searched for the clasp of her bra, undoing it so quickly the youngest didn’t even have time to help her; she inched closer to the other two, allowing Hyomin’s hand to cup her breasts, a soft sound of pleasure escaping her.

Eunjung poked her tongue out and started doing circling movements around Hyomin’s hardened nipple, provoking louder and louder moans, her own lips letting out a soft growl when she felt a hand in her panties. Hyomin let go of Jiyeon’s breasts and decided to give more attention to Eunjung’s erecting pink buds, pinching them only slightly not to cause too much pain.

The maknae reached out, a dissatisfied whine escaping her because she wasn’t getting enough attention; Eunjung flashed her an apologetic smile and kissed the pout she was giving, her tongue tracing her mouth and slithering inside when the youngest parted her lips. Eunjung’s hand travelled inside Jiyeon’s panties and she rubbed her thumb against the girl’s most sensitive spot, a groan tearing up from her throat.

“P-please…” Jiyeon gasped, gripping at the other’s arm. Hyomin pressed her lips against Eunjung’s neck from behind, her hands grasping her breasts and squeezing them lightly. Eunjung leaned forward, her forehead pressing against Jiyeon’s shoulder as she continued teasing her clit, a good amount of pleasured moans leaving her lips.

“We should s-sit in a triangle,” Hyomin whispered into Eunjung’s ear and the older nodded, her mind clouded by pleasure.

“Sure,” she breathed, reaching down to take off her panties, the other two doing the same and they shifted their positions, trying to find the most comfortable way to settle on the bed in a triangle. A blush decorating Jiyeon’s face, she hesitated, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.

“Anything’s wrong?” Eunjung asked but the maknae shook her head.

“N-no, nothing, it’s just…” Jiyeon started, biting down on her lip again. “I’m just afraid I wouldn’t do things correctly…”

“There really isn’t a correct way to do things though,” Eunjung consoled the girl, breaking out in a smile. “As long as you do stuff, it’ll be okay.”

“Alright…” Jiyeon returned the smile and pecked Eunjung’s lips lightly, making sure to do the same to Hyomin as well. Eunjung couldn’t help but frown, a strangely high-pitched giggle escaping her as she found the current situation funny in quite a morbid way. She would’ve never believed she would end up making love to not only one, but two of her members. It’s not like she minded it, though.

All three girls laid on their sides, Jiyeon facing Hyomin’s crotch, her facing Eunjung’s and the oldest poking her face between Jiyeon’s legs.  She immediately pressed her mouth against the maknae’s wet folds, teasing them a little bit before she let her tongue slip inside her slit, inducing a soft growl. The oldest gritted her teeth to keep herself from crying out when she felt two fingers inside her and she closed her eyes for a few seconds before quickening the pace of her tongue thrusting in and out of Jiyeon.

The maknae kissed Hyomin’s bright pink lips softly, tenderly, teasing her for a while before she played with her clit, her fingers starting to caress the older inner thigh lovingly. Hyomin’s hips grinded against her face in a fast rhythm and Jiyeon made sure to occupy both her clit and folds at the same time, causing the older to whine in pleasure.

Hyomin penetrated another finger and Eunjung growled, her teeth accidentally sinking into Jiyeon’s skin and the maknae snorted. Eunjung thrust her tongue deeper inside to make up for the slight pain she had caused, her own gasping making it quite difficult for her to fasten up. Hyomin’s fingers started a tingle between the oldest legs and she moaned louder, bucking her hips into the younger’s hand as she felt a finger rubbing against her clit as well, her climax building up faster than ever. Hyomin thrust harder and faster and Eunjung’s breaths were coming shorter, her moans more intense. With a final cry, she froze, her body locked up tight. There was a deep gasp and then Hyomin’s mouth was flooded with the sweet, tangy taste of her.

The younger pulled her fingers out and Eunjung rolled on her tummy, busy catching her breath for a good fifteen seconds before she rose and let a hand wander between Jiyeon’s legs. Eunjung slipped a finger inside the maknae’s tight, wet hole while she was still teasing Hyomin and she cried out as the youngest girl’s tongue lovingly massaged her swollen clit. Hyomin bucked her hips into Jiyeon’s mouth, her body tensing up and her eyes closing. She moaned, a little louder each time the maknae’s tongue rubbed against her clit.

“Don’t… don’t stop, please,” she mumbled, arching her back. She was close.

“F-fuck…” her voice devolved into a stream of unintelligible sounds, each louder and faster than the last. Soon she jerked her back, her legs closing tightly around Jiyeon’s face and Hyomin moaned louder than ever, a shiver running down her spine. The maknae used her hands to spread the elder’s legs, pulling away and leaning on her back, a bunch of exhausted sighs erupting her lips.

“E-eunjung u-unnie…” the youngest muttered, attracting Eunjung’s attention. “Please continue.”

The oldest smiled and nodded, burying her face between Jiyeon’s legs while Hyomin raised herself up and inched closer, starting to plant soft kisses all across the maknae’s chest. Jiyeon’s moans turned into a near shriek as she felt the welcome feel of Eunjung’s lips lightly dragging across her folds.

“Oh fuck,” Jiyeon cried, spreading her legs slightly more to allow greater access as Eunjung’s fingers spread her open as they plunged inside. The girl groaned again when Hyomin squeezed her boobs, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as Eunjung’s fingers began thrusting in and out of her, her copious wetness allowing their rapid plunges and withdrawals. When the outstretched thumb of Eunjung’s plunging hand brushed against her clit, Jiyeon felt herself tighten and spasm and then gush around the older’s hand. She shrieked as she came; she felt herself contract and quiver and tense and yet, it was like electric waves rushing through every part of her body.

Eunjung and Hyomin lay next to Jiyeon at the same time, both of them turning towards her, their bodies pressing against the maknae’s. Jiyeon closed her eyes, her lips slowly curling into a satisfied smile.

“This was great,” she murmured and Eunjung chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss on Jiyeon’s shoulder.