🪐 In which you and ryujin finally do something about your feelings
Pairing: shin ryujin x fem!idol!reader
Genres: fluff, idol!au
Warnings: slight mention of toxicity of idol culture
Note from cece: I have so many wips but I'm slowly getting out of a writing slump and this draft called to me lol. Reblogs and thoughts are so appreciated! Navi
Now playing ♪ super graphic ultra modern girl by chappell roan
Please do not enter my works in ai applications or plagiarize them. Thank you.
Being an idol means that your interactions are constantly being scrutinized. You’re missing from a promotion since you’re sick? That means that you’re leaving the group. There’s a video of you not high-fiving your groupmate back, because you didn’t see her? You two are fighting. You were seen staring at fellow idol, Ryujin? You like her. Well, that last one might be true.
Since your debut with your group in 2021, you have grown close to several other idols. One of those idols is Chaeryeong from ITZY. You two have a lot in common and quickly became good friends. So it’s not uncommon for you to visit her at the group’s dorm. Which brings you to where you are right now: having a sleepover with Chaeryeong.
“I’m a little thirsty. Do you want something?” You ask, pushing yourself up from your relaxed position on your friend’s bed. Chaeryeong briefly glances up from the drama that she is watching to shake her head. “I’m okay.”
It’s late, so you figure that the other girls are asleep, so you try to be as quiet as possible. As you begin to wrap your hands around your chosen drink, a voice broke through the silence. “You’re up late.” You let out a squeal then immediately cover your mouth. You know that voice without even having to look. It’s none other than your longtime crush, Ryujin.
You flutter your eyes shut then turn around on your heels to face her. She has one arm propped up on the counter while staring at you with a small smirk. Taking entirely too long to respond, you sputter out a response. “So are you.” you shut the fridge behind you and step closer to her.
In a fleeting moment, her eyes glance down towards your lips before shooting back up to your eyes. Ryujin shrugs. “I was reviewing some practice footage. What's your excuse?”
Should you play it safe and give the real answer? Or go a little bolder? The words spill out of your mouth without you even really thinking about them. “Me? I was too busy thinking about a certain girl. I think her name is Ryujin or something?”
A flicker of surprise crosses her face, but the smirk that she's wearing grows. “Oh yeah? What about her?” Either you're imagining things or she's leaning in closer. Slowly, so very slowly, one of her hands reaches up and pauses beside your face. Nope, yeah, you're not imagining things.
She's watching your reaction, waiting for you to make the next move. Releasing a small breath, you whisper, “How much I really really like her. And how much I really really want her to kiss me.”
That's what she was waiting for. Her hand softly rests on your cheek. She's even closer now when she says, “I think she really really wants to kiss you too.” As she finishes off her sentence, she finally closes the gap between you two.
It's not what you thought it would be like. There are no sparks or fireworks. And that's what makes it perfect. It’s something that makes you want to stay there forever. It just feels right, like you found a piece of you that was missing.
Reluctantly, you both pull away for air. Ryujin watches as you lift a hand up to run your fingers over your mouth. The disbelief is shining in your eyes, and it's giving her a confidence boost.
“So do you have anything that you want to ask this Ryujin girl?” She attempts a playful tone, but the underlying curiosity is peeking through.
“Ryujin,” you start off by saying. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
The girl in question gives several enthusiastic head nods. “I thought you would never ask.”
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
SUMMARY : when yuna, one of the most viewed content creator of the site you're posting on, takes an interest in you, you're not about to waste your chance.
-> pairing : pornstar!yuna x camgirl!reader
-> words count :
-> genre : smut
-> warnings : wlw, sex work, dom!yuna x sub!reader, teasing, making out, choking, oral, nipple/breast play, marking, use of 'good girl', praising, body worship, begging, fingering, biting,
+ the way i'm depicting yuna does not represent her, it's only a work of fiction
-> 18+ content bellow, minors DNI
-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.
-> masterlist | itzy masterlist
You had always been lazy, be that when you were still at school or when it came to literally any chores in the house. You just wanted to lay back, spend your days doing either nothing or what you liked, and not be forced to do something you didn’t want to. So obviously, getting a job when you (barely) graduated from college wasn’t an option. That was when you started to get interested in the porn industry. It felt like you could make easy money from it, and from what you’ve heard, it seemed like the perfect job for you.
You started with audio-only videos that you posted on a popular site. And as you gained popularity and confidence, you started to feel more comfortable in showing certain parts of your body, little by little uncovering yourself in the videos. You started doing lives, the money flooding in when you played along with your followers, touching yourself for them. You did private sessions sometimes too, the gains you got from these types of clients easily paying for two months of your rent. It was the perfect life for you. All you had to do was to pleasure yourself, stroke the ego of some lonely dudes, and boom - you were able to buy all the things you could only dream of a few months before.
As time passed, you began to notice a regular viewer of your lives. A viewer that always gave you a lot, even when you weren’t doing anything in particular. Out of curiosity, you searched the pseudo on the internet, and you found out that for once, it wasn’t a guy but a girl. A girl who was also making this type of content. And she was a really pretty girl at that. Of course, you just had to message her, to personally thank her for all the money she gave you, for supporting your lives. That was how your “relationship” with Yuna started.
At first, it was only innocent messages - praises of each other's contents, asking for advice from each other’s experience, and giving support to each other. Yuna mostly had a female audience, while yours was mostly masculine, and soon enough, it became evident that collaborating with each other could only benefit your two channels. You brought up the subject during one of your conversations, and Yuna casually accepted, leaving you both excited and nervous about your first meeting.
You had settled on meeting up at a café in town, a public setting making it easier for any of you to step back if you felt uncomfortable. You sat at a table, your acrylic nails tapping repeatedly against the table as you anxiously waited for her. What if she wasn’t who she pretended to be ? What if she had bad intentions ? What if the vibes weren’t as good in person ?
“- Y/N ?”
Your concerns were cut short by the familiar soft and sultry voice you had come to know all too well. You raised your head to look at her in the eyes, and you were immediately swept off your feets by how prettier she looked in real life. Her skin was pale, like that of a porcelain doll, her brown eyes were intense as she stared at you and her long, brown, silky hair framed her gorgeous face perfectly.
“- Y-Yeah ! It’s me.”
She chuckled at your answer and leaned down to kiss your cheek, the contact making you slightly blush. It was stupid - you had done way worse things on camera - but the girl in front of you had such an effect on you that you hadn’t anticipated. Though, Yuna didn’t acknowledge your nervousness as she sat down in front of you with a smile on her face.
“- I’m happy to finally meet you.
- Me too.”
Silence hung between the two of you for a few seconds - out of anxiousness on your part, while Yuna’s eyes were detailing you, a glint of something darker shining in her gaze as she didn’t hide the way she was checking you out. You cleared your throat as you looked down to the table.
“- Do you… Uh, do you want to drink something ?”
Yuna’s smile widened as she got rid of her coat and scarf, revealing the red crop top she was wearing. It was hard not to stare when she looked like she had walked out straight out of a magazine, and she seemed to enjoy it as she relaxed in her seat, crossing her legs as she looked at the menu.
“- If you’re offering so nicely…”
The slight blush that had taken over your cheeks hadn’t left, even as a server came by to ask what the two of you would like to have. You both ordered a drink, and something to eat. Your heart was beating fast, and for the first time in a long while, you felt self conscious, too aware of your own existence and afraid of being awkward. For there was seemingly nothing to worry about since the conversation was always flooding easily. But seeing her in person was making you nervous, and you just had to sip on your latte to try and make it pass.
“- I didn’t think you’d be so different in person.”
Her comment made you raise your head to look at her directly, and her smile hadn’t left her lips as she stirred her matcha. She was right though, it wasn’t like you to be so quiet and nervous.
“- What do you mean ?
- You’re always so bold and flirty when we talk usually… What happened to you baby ?”
Once again, she was right. You had no problem flirting with her, and making cheeky remarks usually. And you knew you had to relax, because Yuna wasn’t any different from her on-camera persona - she had that same lascivious tone of voice, that same mischievous glint in her eyes and these slow, deliberate gestures that had you hooked.
“- Is it too cheesy if I say you’re what makes me nervous ?”
Yuna chuckled, and the sound ravished your ears as you cracked a smile too, slowly feeling more at ease with the situation, knowing that she hadn’t put on a show during all these conversations. She could have, and she could still be fooling you, acting to get what she wanted. But for some strange reasons, you believed her, you believed she hadn’t any bad intentions simply because this all felt so authentic - there was no way she was faking it.
“- It could. But I’ll take it as a compliment. I make the all-mighty Y/N lose her composure after all…
- Let me just get used to seeing your pretty face in front of me.”
The slight smirk stretching out the corner of your lips accentuated the curious glimmer in her eyes, and Yuna felt like she could really get more than a hundred dollars and a new audience for her content. This was way more than just collaborating with you, it was meeting you in person and finally getting a taste of that pussy that had made her drool for the past few months.
“- Shameless… I like it.”
Her comment floated in the air as you took a sip of your latte and tasted the pastry you had ordered. The silence wasn’t awkward, and you didn’t feel the need to break it. The aura of confidence she exuded had transferred to you, and you no longer felt like you were on the verge of passing out from the stress.
“- So… How do you want this to go ?”
The question seemed innocent, but in your defense, you hadn’t had the chance to do anything like this ever before. It was your first time meeting with someone who did the same type of content as you, let alone someone you were about to have sex with. Yuna’s smile didn’t flatter as she put down her matcha, licking her lips in a calculated motion to draw your attention before she answered.
“- I don’t have any rules set up. I’d like us to do whatever we feel comfortable with. Unless there’s a limit you have to tell me about, I could be anything you’d like.”
Yuna’s response surprised you a bit. You had seen on her channel that she had already collaborated with other content creators - men and women - so you thought she had a clear method on how she went about all of this. But actually, the idea of letting things go as the mood suggested seemed like a pretty good idea. You nodded as you took another bite of the chocolate cake filled with vanilla cream, licking the crumbs off the spoon with intent.
“- That sounds pretty good to me. I can’t really think of anything that would put me off right now…
- Yeah ? Then I think we’ll have a lot of fun.”
Her eyes dropped down to your lips as you talked, making her intentions very clear. She wasn’t trying to be subtle, but again, why would she when you both knew why you were here and what would happen as soon as you’ll step into your apartment. You both finished your coffees while making small talk, occasionally throwing glances at each other, as if you couldn’t feel your heart beating fast in your chest from the anticipation.
“- Should we go ?”
You nodded at her suggestion, standing up and slinging your purse over your shoulder. You walked to the door in silence, and as you followed the streets down to your apartment, it felt like words weren’t needed to explain how you were buzzing with excitement. Yuna didn’t seem as affected as you were though - she looked so calm, and put together, completely opposite of your current demeanor. And it was particularly odd for you to be like this. Usually, you had no problem being flirty, and unbothered by almost everything, but she made it harder to breathe and think.
Suddenly, you felt her arm wrapping itself around your waist, holding you closer to her and you couldn’t hide your surprise nor the way your breath hitched in your throat at the contact. You could feel the warmth of her body seeping into you through the fabric of both your clothes. Soon enough, you could also feel her lips brush against your ear, and her brown hair falling on your shoulder as she leaned in.
“- Relax sweetheart, I won’t eat you. Unless you ask me too.”
She chuckled under her breath as she saw your reaction - or rather, your lack of reaction. Your cheeks felt warmer again, but this time, you decided you had enough of feeling shy and anxious, the excitement of the situation finally taking over you as you looked at her in the eyes, your own gaze intentionally dropping down to her cleavage before going back up to her lips.
“- Well… I definitely wouldn’t hate it, but I’d rather taste you first.”
A slow grin spread on Yuna’s lips as she squeezed your arm.
“- I like this better.”
Before you knew it, you were in front of your building, and you were leading Yuna up to your apartment. She watched your every move as you unlocked the door, inviting her in. She fitted right in your living room, her eyes falling on each detail of the decoration as she dropped her purse and coat onto your armchair. The security of your own home made it easier to feel relaxed.
“- It’s really cozy, you got great taste.
- That’s nothing new.”
Your eyes fell on her sitting position on the couch, tilting your head to the side to make it clear what you were implying. Yuna’s smile widened as she reached for your hand, pulling you to sit down on her lap. You let out a surprised gasp as you steadied yourself on her shoulders, but her smirk didn’t leave her lips as she reached up to cup your cheek, bringing your face closer to hers.
“- Now, this is more like it. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time ?
- Oh yeah ? Gotta make it worth it then…”
These were your last words before you leaned in to finally kiss her like you had been dying to ever since she pressed her lips against your cheeks. And they were even softer than you imagined. Your arms went to wrap around her neck as you got more comfortable in her lap, while her hands rested firmly on your waist, pushing you impossibly closer to her. And god, the way she was kissing you - slow and deliberate - was leaving you dizzy, unable to think anymore.
You sighed in her mouth, feeling her clear, glittery gloss mixing with your pink one. And as she licked your lips, your eyes fluttered shut, letting her slowly devour you. Her warm tongue swiping expertidly against yours made you moan this time, not caring about coming off as desperate as your hips rocked against her, trying to get that bit of friction you needed to soothe the ache in between your thighs. And all of sudden, Yuna’s hand was wrapped around your throat and she was pulling you away from her lips. Her smirk was back, her eyes darker as she watched you lick off her gloss from your lips.
“- I almost want to keep it all for myself now…”
You giggled as you climbed off of her lap, her hands lingering on your hips for a few more seconds before she let you go, still grinning.
“- Come on, I already have everything set up in my room.
- After you, pretty girl.”
You led the way to your bedroom, revealing the just as cozy setting you had planned : a fuzzy blanket was laid out on your bed, your camera already set up to be able to film from the side of it. Your purple leds were on, as well as some fairy lights casting a glow over the scene. Yuna sat down in front of your camera, as if it was all natural to her. And frankly, it seemed like it was, looking at how at ease she had been all along. And right now, as you sat beside her, ready to start the live, all your nerves had disappeared, replaced by the buzzing excitement and the anticipation of what was going to happen.
“- Ready ?”
Yuna only nodded at you with her signature sultry smile, and you reached your monitor to start the live, the commentary and viewers immediately flooding in as you sat down beside her on the bed.
“- Hi, guys ! As you can see, today I’m not alone. Please, welcome Yuna warmly.”
She waved at the camera as she greeted your audience too. You started slowly to read out some commentaries and answering questions, the chemistry between the two of you evident even on screen. Yuna’s hand was resting high up on your thigh, her fingers slowly slipping underneath the hem of your skirt.
“- Uhm… Someone asked if we were going to finally touch each other.”
You turned to look at her, your eyes flicking down to her lips once again as a slow smirk spreaded on your lips, mirroring her own devilish grin.
“- Well, I guess we don’t have the choice then…”
Yuna was the one to kiss you first this time, one of her hands curling around the back of your neck and bringing you to her lips. It was much more intense than when you were on the couch, her tongue almost immediately parting your lips and mingling with yours. But you were not going to complain, especially not when she was sighing like that in your mouth, when she let her hands wander down to massage your breasts over the material of your top.
You only broke the kiss so she could help you get rid of your shirt, leaving you only in your skirt and your lacy, dark red bra. Yuna bit down on her lips as she admired the sight in front of her, feeling the sudden urge to cover your perfect skin in her marks, to leave you a drooling mess. So that was exactly what she did. Yuna positioned herself behind you, her lips lashing against your neck and her hands returning to your boobs. You could feel her smile against your skin as you moaned out at the feeling.
“- Such a pretty girl… You dressed up for me, right ? Put on my favourite colour just for me ?
- Yes… I bought it just for you.”
Yuna’s smile widened as she bit down on your neck, making you yelp. She was quick to soothe the ache with another kiss and with her fingers slipping inside your bra to flick your nipples.
“- Good girl.”
You held back a moan at the praise, and even more so at the way Yuna was pinching your nipples in just the right way to make you squirm against her. But she only chuckled against your ear as she continued to tease you. She was staring directly into the camera, as if challenging your viewers, showing them what they could never have.
“- Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”
Her honey-like voice seeped into you, definitely turning your brain to mush. One of her hands was still playing with your right nipple, while the other was slowly making its way down, until she reached the waistband of your skirt and stopped. You whined, bucking your hips up, because she knew exactly what you wanted, what you needed. Yuna’s smile grew wider as she grabbed your jaw, tilting your head back to force you to look at her in the eyes.
“- I need words, pretty girl.”
Your own smile was daring as you took her hand in yours, bringing it down lower, and lower, until her manicured fingers laid up high on your inner thighs, your spread legs showing off your red panties as well as the wet patch on it.
“- And I need your fingers, please.”
Yuna didn’t let you look away from her as she slowly ran up her hands higher and higher, until her fingers grazed the hem of your underwear. She was teasing, and you knew it, but it was too good to ask her to stop.
“- You’re even begging without being asked to… So fucking perfect.”
She didn’t even let you have any chance to respond as she pressed her fingers against your clothed clit, tearing a moan from you, your eyes fluttering shut when she started to draw circles.
“- So wet and I haven’t even done anything yet, sweetheart.”
Her teasing was getting to your head, and the way she was touching you in the perfect way to give you some but not enough was driving you crazy. But Yuna didn’t want to play, at least, not too much. More than anything, she wanted to make you fall apart. So she pushed your underwear to the side, revealing your dripping cunt to the camera. She ran her fingers along the slit, collecting some of your wetness and bringing it up to her lips. She made a whole show out of licking it off, and you couldn’t detach your eyes from her as she did so.
“- Yuna…
- Don’t be so impatient, you’re gonna have them.”
She tapped her fingers against your lips, and as if it was a second nature, you parted them and let her push them into your mouth. You diligently sucked around them, tasting yourself and her saliva on them. And you had to admit that the mix was pretty mind blowing. Before you could enjoy it some more, she took her fingers away from your mouth, returning to play with your cunt. But her teasing didn’t last much longer as she finally pushed one of her fingers inside of your pussy. Your back arched against her, your head resting against her shoulders, and a contented moan slipping past your lips.
“- You’re so wet already… Doing so good for me Y/N.”
This didn’t even feel like it was just for the viewers, you weren’t even thinking about the live anymore except for the distant sound of the donation notification. But with the way Yuna was quick to push a second finger inside of you, and even quicker to find the perfect rhythm to make you whimper, this was completely out of your mind. Her other hand that was still resting around your jaw slid down just a bit, until she could wrap it around your throat. Your breathing hitched and your eyes snapped open for a few seconds, enough to take in the sinful view reflected in the camera, and to see how Yuna was looking at you - like an animal ready to devour its prey.
“- You like that sweetheart ? You like having my hand around your throat ?
- Yes… Feels so good…”
Yuna smirked at the way your voice was shaking, at the way you were moaning and whimpering, at the way you were chasing her hand each time she slowed down the rhythm of her fingers. And as she buried them deep inside of you once again, she squeezed your neck tighter, and she relished in the desperate sounds you made, in how pliant you were in her hold, in how tight you were. Soon enough, your legs were shaking and you could already feel your orgasm approaching rapidly.
“- You’re close sweetheart ?
- Yes… So close…
- Mmh, yeah… I can feel you clenching around my fingers. Come on baby, let go for me, show me how beautiful you are when you cum.”
Yuna’s words pushed you closer to the edge, as well as her hand leaving your throat to come play with your clit again. She only needed to whisper some more praises against your ear to get you there, smiling at the way you loudly moaned out and grabbed her arm in an attempt to keep in touch with reality. Your orgasm crashed over you like a hurricane, more wetness seeping out of your hole and making the lewd sounds of Yuna’s fingers even dirtier.
“- You did such a great job for me, sweetheart.”
You turned your head to the side against her shoulder to look at her in the eyes, still trying to catch your breath. But the pure lust and desire you could so clearly see inside of her gaze made your heart beat faster again. Without needing to say one word to each other, your lips were on hers, one of your hands tangled in her long brown hair while hers slid up to take a hold of your breasts again. When you finally parted your lips, a new determination had taken over you.
“- It’s my turn to have fun, now.”
You didn’t let Yuna protest or react before helping her out of her top, leaving her torso completely bare. The realisation that she hadn’t been wearing a bra all this time left you speechless for a few seconds. Yuna’s chuckles at your lack of reaction quickly died in her throat when you leaned down to catch one of her nipples in between your lips. She exhaled a shuddering breath at the action, letting you do as you pleased.
So you didn’t hesitate to suck on her nipple, while you rolled the other one in between two of your fingers, attentive to every sigh and quiet moan Yuna let slip past her lips. She didn’t protest when you started to kiss your way down her body, finally stopping at the waistband of her jeans. She looked down at you - her lips parted and her eyes full of desire, of need - and you simply smirked, slowly undoing her button and zipper. You discarded her jeans somewhere in the room, your hands sliding up from her ankles to her thighs that you squeezed.
“- You’re enjoying this, aren’t you ?
- So much.”
Your answer made her bite down on her lip again, and you definitely liked that habit of hers a lot. Now that she was only wearing her panties, you kneeled down on the floor and tugged Yuna closer to the edge of the bed. Your lips quickly found their place against her right knee, slowly making your way up to her inner thigh with your kisses and occasional light bites. And by the time you started over your little game with her left leg, Yuna was breathless, her chest heaving rapidly and her fists curled around the sheets.
“- Tell me what you want, baby.”
Your teasing didn’t go unnoticed, and Yuna couldn’t help but grin at the way you took her own words from her. But that didn’t stop her from tangling one of her hands in your hair, tugging on them and making you gasp in surprise.
“- You better put that mouth to good use instead of running it sweetheart.”
The sudden shift in her demeanor made you want to be brat and to be good all at once. But the appealing view of her soaked panties just in front of your eyes led you to nod at her. Though she let you move on your own again, her hand was still resting against the back of your head, guiding you toward her cunt. You made a show of licking at her over the material of her underwear, and moaning under your breath at the feeling. But was it really acting when she tasted like the sweetest thing you had ever had the chance to try ?
You didn’t waste any more time as you pushed her black, lacy thong to the side, finally getting a real view of her cunt. But you didn’t stop on that for more than a second, immediately leaning forward to taste her for real. You both moaned in harmony at the feeling, Yuna’s fingers tightening around your strand of hair while yours rested firmly on her hips.
“- That feels so good sweetheart, don’t stop…”
You hummed against her cunt as you took her clit in between your lips, restlessly sucking on it like your life depended on it. Yuna could see the sinful reflection of what was happening through the camera, your head moving in between her legs and her exposed body taking up the whole frame. She wanted to keep watching, to try and read some comments, but the way you were devouring her as if you were starving had her throwing her head back, rocking her hips against your face.
And you didn’t try to stop her, only encouraging her to keep grinding against you. Your nose was bumping against her clit with each thrust of her hips, and you kept licking at her, pushing your tongue into her clenching hole, collecting her slickness as much as you could. And Yuna didn’t try to hold back her sounds, her whines and moans echoing through the room and the live still going the last thing on her mind as she felt herself approaching her climax.
“- Y/N…”
You hummed again, feeling how her thighs were starting to shake around your head, feeling how her whimpers were getting more and more high-pitched. So you doubled your efforts, not caring about not being able to breathe anymore as you buried your face as deep as you could in between her thighs. You looked up at her, and Yuna let out another whine as her gaze fell into your wide doe eyes, almost pleading her to cum in your mouth.
And that was exactly what she did, throwing her head back again and holding you in place with both her hands as she rode out her orgasm by riding your face. And you stayed still, moaning against her and licking her clean until she pushed you away. You didn’t let her catch her breath as you came up to kiss her, sharing her juices in a searing, hot and messy kiss that left you both wanting more. As if on cue, another donation notification rang up from your phone and brought you back to reality. Right. You were supposed to be working. You turned around, sitting in between Yuna’s still spread legs as your eyes bore into the camera.
“- I hope you guys liked this, you can look up for more content on our channels very soon.”
Before you could say anything else to your viewers, or see how much you made from this one single live, Yuna reached over your shoulder to stop the live. And before you could protest, she grabbed your shoulder and pushed you to lay on the bed, knocking the air out of your lungs for a few seconds. She hovered over you, almost fully naked, and that dark glint in her eyes back.
“- The rest of what I’m gonna do to you doesn’t need to be shared, it’s only for you sweetheart.”
And you definitely weren’t mad about that.
-> i don't allow any reposts, copies or translations of my work.
yeji: broke at least two vases, one mug, and one plastic live, laugh, love sign how did she even do that is a mystery. gets super happy when someone laughs at her puns. people assumes she is the manager and yeji is low-key scared that management will permanently make her one and she can't take nap in the bedding aisle anymore
lia: thinks there should always be a discount on cucumbers she wants them OUT of the store. volunteers to be the store mascot whenever they need one. snitches on ryujin whenever she steals gum from the counter. uses her employee discount to take a tub of ice-cream home everyday.
ryujin: whenever the customers have a complaint, ryujin lies and tells them that she is the manager. also lies and tells customers that kids aren't allowed at the supermarket she is going to lose her mind if she has to hear any more crying children but dogs are.
chaeryoung: has to wipe up the vomits every time. it was supposed to be a turn-based rotation but people mysteriously vanish whenever a customer vomits. loves making the free samples. however has a hard time telling people they can only take one sample at a time. she swears she will one day. in a far off future. maybe. she hopes so.
yuna: whenever a customer asks her to check if there are any more out-of-stock product left in the back, yuna says, 'okay!' and doesn't come back from the storerooms for the next two hours. her everyday schedule is- clock in, take a ootd pic in front of the cool mirror besides the dairy aisle, clock out.
Summary: a brief study into the lovelife of Hwang Yeji and Junie Emery, a brief exploration into the battle of acceptance.
Warnings: body image issues, sexuality issues. angst. fluff/bittersweet ending.
a/n: something small i put together to tie my little universe a little tighter together before the next chapters come out, and we get to visit our favorite lovers again
｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
Yeji was smiling happily to herself as she gently stroked one of the cats next to her. The small tabby in question purred happily under the attention that the idol was giving them. Junie smiled while taking a happy sip of her tea.
“How have you liked Seoul so far?” Yeji asked and Junie thought about it for a second.
The redhead nodded before replying, “It’s a pretty city. They all tend to be.”
Yeji hummed to herself, setting the cat down onto the ground, “I think if I had to live anywhere in the world. No matter what. It would always be here. Traveling is nice, but it's stressful for me. At least here, I am comfortable.”
“I’d want to travel forever,” the other replied, knowing it was the exact opposite but couldn’t help but say her bit, “I think we grew up well enough off that as a child we went on many family trips to fun countries. I loved each one. With a tour coming soon, I’m giddy at the idea of some of our break days being able to explore a foreign country.”
“Have you seen some sights here?”
Junie nodded as another cat came up to Yeji, nudging at her sneakers, “Rosemarie and I went hiking the other day.”
“By yourselves?”
“Mhm.”
“Call me if you need a guide. I am not busy waiting for this all-clear for next comeback,” Yeji sighed inwardly before shrugging, “Very well, I get to talk to a pretty girl freely.”
Junie sputtered, nearly coughing up the sip of tea she was drinking, “Smooth.”
“Which one of you came up with the idea to cover Loco?”
“Ah jeez,” Junie waved a hand, “That’s a fan decision thing. We gave them five songs to choose from, and they decided they wanted us to cover that. I think Katya was hoping for Love Talk. I personally was hoping we could cover Like Lovers Do.”
Yeji just giggled, “You did amazing, regardless. I was so impressed, it felt like it was your song, not mine!”
“Now you’re just flattering me.”
“Well, yeah. Pretty girls deserve every praise.”
“Well, thank you for preparing such an astounding song that I am so lucky to perform. Your performance is incredible, and we can only hope to live close to it.,” Junie smiled at the end as Yeji’s ears glowed a pretty red underneath the cover of her hair.
Junie smiled again. This time not for the flirt, but to herself. Feeling herself feel right for once in her life. The way Yeji smiled and laughed with her felt more right than any boyfriend she’s ever had before. Something about how Yeji looked at her and called her pretty made her heart beat a rhythm she never heard before.
--
Sometimes Junie wondered if she was made for the pop star lifestyle. One day she would get on Twitter and laugh at funny memes and follow her favorite artists and then the next day, she was the one trending. She was the one made into memes or a hashtag or something that barely even made sense. Causing herself to delete the app and rely on the others to tell her anything she needed.
At first, it wasn’t much, fans tweeting out videos of their performances, saying how much they loved them and had their support. Then The Real cover blew up and suddenly everyone had an opinion. That they should wear more clothes to cover Jameela and Junie up more, that Junie’s dance lacked in comparison to Rosemarie--you know, the fucking professional dancer. She’d see tweets calling her body inspiring and praiseworthy, and others saying she needed to lose weight and find a weight management plan before interacting in K-pop.
It got worse when she entered Seoul. A beautiful city, but looking at every product placement, ever model, every idol she met was like looking at a bunch of what-ifs. What if she was skinnier? What if she was prettier? Had more talent?
Sometimes she wondered if she should have stuck with a computer engineering degree.
The thought stops the second she thinks about late nights spent in the studio with Sonya while they try to edit a music video. The thought stops when she receives Jameela’s gentle praise after a recording session. She doesn’t think about quitting when it's early in the morning and Rosemarie is running a choreography with her for the eighth time that she just doesn’t get. The thought doesn’t exist when Katya sends her a fan made meme.
Juniper Emery was made for this life, she just needed to be stronger.
---
“When did you know you were a lesbian?” Yeji stumbled at the line of questioning, but quickly recovered. They were out on a nightly snack run after the game night with the others, going to grab drinks before running back, and Junie couldn’t stop herself from asking.
“God, no one’s ever asked that. Usually it’s How do you know when you’ve never kissed a guy?”
“Well, I’ve kissed men and felt nothing, so it’s easy to get the how.”
Yeji giggled, the bags of drinks rustling in the night wind, “Well, I suppose I was young. I had a friend in middle school and I swear her hair was so soft, it would make a rabbit jealous. She was sweet. Feisty. And had a boyfriend and I was so, so jealous. I mean, the guy smelled like pork belly most days. But like raw.”
Junie giggled and Yeji kept talking, “We drifted as I began training but I figured it was a crush when I met a trainee months later and felt the same. Then again, and again, then oh my gosh, Jessie-eonni is so hot. Then I met Twice, and my world felt like a slide down. Even meeting every male idol I met was nothing compared to the day I got Jeongyeon-eonni to smile at me and call me a good trainee.
“Maybe I’m just a simp for a feminine affection. It’s hard to figure out in this industry. I don’t get to explore explore. Possibly a fling with another idol backstage here and there. Nothing consistent. Nothing that confirms it more than the initial attraction,” Yeji finished, pulling a soda out of the bag and handing one to Junie after opening it. She took one for herself and sipped at it.
“Thank you.”
“Hm?”
“I don’t think it’s a secret I’m questioning my sexuality. It’s nice to hear from someone I think confident in the topic.”
Yeji hummed, staring up at the moon. It was shining and waxing, lighting their way back to KQ, “I don’t think we ever stop learning about ourselves, eonni. I think we are forever growing beings, and we shouldn’t stop that growth for a long, long time. Who knows? Maybe next year I’ll find a man, gross, and fall in love. Who knows, maybe I’m just too open in the fact that everything changes and nothing is guaranteed.
“I mean, there’s a chance one day I’ll wake up and Twitter hates me, and suddenly I don’t have a career. And I have to be okay with that. Same for my love life.”
“How about you?” Yeji gestured for Junie to take a sip of her drink, “When did you know you were gay?”
“When you saved me at the party.”
Yeji froze for a second before they continued their walk, chatting bout sexuality and what it means to be sapphic.
---
“Still no response?” Jameela asked Junie on the plane, and she nodded, looking at the unanswered messages she left to Yeji.
“I feel like an idiot.”
“Not your fault, she just assumed you two were dating.”
“Yeah, but. We saw each other like every day. Did all those cute shit,” Junie sighed, switching between her messaging apps and Twitter, redownloaded out of pity, “I would think it too if I was in her shoes.”
Jameela just looked up at her as the flight attendants milled around, readying them for take off. It was a last minute flight, and Junie was more than happy to quickly grab it, so she wouldn’t have to face her own mistakes. Rosemarie was already dozing beside them, refusing to tell them about what happened to make her want to leave so soon.
“What?”
Jameela sighed. The type of sigh she did when she didn’t think Junie wasn’t ready to hear what she had to say. Unfortunately, she may be right, “Do you really think the first woman you have feelings for is going to be the one for you?”
“Huh?”
“Come on, think about it rationally,” Jameela shut her book for a second, looking out the window. In moments like this, Junie could easily see why fans were enamored by Jameela’s stern expressions, making you crave her approval.
“Rationally?”
“You’ve only just figured out that maybe you like women more than all these plain white men you’ve been dating. That started with Yeji. I mean, think about it her way. Would you want to be someone’s gay awakening? Would you want to date someone with that sort of pressure?”
“I guess not.”
“No, you wouldn’t. It’s being put on a pedestal that you never asked for. It’s totally just not the same. Not only that, but it’s a power imbalance, and you feel like you’re leading. You should take a risk. Go enjoy life and go enjoy finding out your sexuality. And if, at the end, you decide you still want to be with Yeji, fucking do it after leveling the field. Do it after you know for sure.
Yeji wants a commitment, and you may not be ready for that yet.” Jameela finished and picked back up her book, signifying that the conversation was over, even though Junie felt like she was stuck in the middle of a tornado.
She supposed it wouldn’t hurt to take the time for the tour to find herself.
“Did the comments bother you too?” Junie couldn’t help herself from asking, peering down at Jameela’s outfit of a large sweatshirt and flowy pants.
“What?”
“The weight comments?” Junie shrugged, “Twitter and all they have to say bout us and how our stomachs jiggle.”
Jameela looked the singer up and down before sighing, “Maybe. I don’t want to-”
“You’re beautiful regardless. So am I.” Junie nodded to herself, “It’s not mutually exclusive.”
“I-”
“I don’t want to see you lose your love for fashion because some netizen online calls you some mean name. Some fatphobic or racist thing. They don’t deserve to win.”
“And what about you? Should I fight each one that talks about your body or your skill?”
“Whenever one of us slips up, the other is there to catch them.”
Jameela smiled then as Rosemarie flipped over in her sleep, nuzzling closer to the two. The sleeping dancer spoke up, “I’ll kill for you all. Don’t worry. I’ll delete Twitter if needed.”
Junie smiled, feeling a bit lighter than she has in years.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
it was then and there that you knew that your best friend ryujin meant something to you. her face lit up as she won the pinball game, blue tickets gushing out of the machine as she glanced back at you. her pretty pink lips stretching into a smile. little did she know that her smile made your entire body react.
your heart skipped a beat, your chest felt heavy, as if it were caged and your heart was trying to escape. why was it trying to leave? because in that moment it didn’t belong to you anymore. it was all hers.
“y/n!” ryujin said as she pulled the tickets out and stood face to face with you. “we won.” her arms wrapping around your shoulders as she squeezed you in a tight hug. however, this hug was different. she held on longer, her face buried at the side of your neck as she closed her eyes. ryujin’s body pressed against yours.she was so close that you swore that she heard your heart beat. you listened carefully and realised - it was her heart beat. you knew the sound of her heart after countless sleepovers in the past.
ryujin slowly pulled away - you could feel how reluctant she was. a shy blush forming on her cheeks.
“y/n.” she said. you looked at her.
“ryunjin.” you said her name.
“i like you a lot.” she added. you laughed and nodded.
“i like you a lot too - that’s why we’re friends.” you said trying to brush it off as casually as you could. but it was still eating you up inside. you moved to turn away until you heard her voice again.
“no.” ryujin stated as she looked away, “i like you more than just friends. more than best friends.”
you looked at her and then back at the people around you in the arcade. you couldn’t believe her words.this was the best thing to happen to you in a while.
“more than best friends?” you repeated. ryujin nodded.
“like lovers.” ryujin tucked her hair behind her ear shyly. “i have for a while.” you covered your mouth with your hand. you couldn’t believe that she harbored the same feeling towards you. “and all i want is your love in return. your heart in exchange for mine.” she ended the statement.
“yes.” you said way to quickly. “i mean yes, take my heart - take all of it.” you blushed as a silly smile formed on your features. ryujin beamed as she lunged forward and enveloped you in another hug. her best friend was now so much more. you were her lover.
That’s what Potion Mixer!Yeji told you.It’s been about a year since you stumbled upon Yeji’s cottage in the forest you walked through. Yeji had a hatred towards adults but you could understand completely.
To Yeji,Adults were wretched and unforgiving.Especially adults in the forest.Yeji could barely keep count of how many times she’s used potions on those who dare intimidate the children for playing outside and accidentally throwing a ball their way or bumping into them.
You couldn’t help but think about how wonderful Yeji truly is,You wanted to spend all the time in the world with her.Perhaps there’s a potion for that?
“You think i’m wonderful?There’s no potion for all the time in the world but i wouldn’t mind trying for you~”Yeji smiled that smile that made your heart burst while mixing in her cauldron.You could care less that she heard you praising her.
Yeji didn’t need to give you a love potion of some sort. She already had you wrapped around her finger.
