#iveyujin

An Yujin x Female Reader

Synopsis: During a heartfelt visit, unspoken tensions between you and Yujin ignite into something deeper, turning fleeting moments into an unforgettable, slow-burning love story.

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The cool air clung to your skin as you approached the dorm building, the city lights casting a faint glow on the streets below. You clutched your phone in your hand, rereading Gaeul's text for what felt like the tenth time.

"Come over tonight! The girls miss you, and honestly, so do I. It's been too long. We need some bonding time!

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. Gaeul had always been your biggest cheerleader, your confidante, and your best friend wrapped into one. Being only a year younger, the two of you had grown up inseparable, sharing everything from childhood secrets to late-night talks about dreams and fears. Now, with her thriving as a member of IVE, you cherished every opportunity to spend time with her and her friends.

But tonight, there was something else lingering in the back of your mind—someone else. Yujin.

The memories of your quiet, intense fling with Yujin played in your mind like a film reel, each scene more vivid than the last. It wasn't something either of you planned; it just happened. A connection that neither of you could ignore, no matter how much you tried to convince yourselves otherwise.

The door swung open before you could knock, and Gaeul's beaming face greeted you. "Finally!" she exclaimed, pulling you into a tight hug. "I was starting to think you got lost."

"You know I wouldn't miss this," you said, squeezing her back. "Besides, you'd hunt me down if I didn't show up."

"Damn right I would," she laughed, tugging you inside. "The girls are super excited to see you. It's been forever since your last visit."

The moment you stepped inside, the familiar warmth of the dorm wrapped around you. Wonyoung was stretched out on the couch, lazily flipping through TV channels, while Rei and Liz were huddled together, arguing over the rules of a card game. Leeseo was sitting cross-legged on the floor, her phone in hand, scrolling through social media.

"Unnie!" Wonyoung called out, her face lighting up as she jumped to her feet and rushed over to hug you. "You're finally here!"

"Finally," Rei echoed, smiling as she set her cards down. "Gaeul's been talking about you nonstop."

"It's been too quiet without Gaeul's sister around," Liz teased, giving you a playful nudge.

You felt a warmth spread through your chest at their welcome, but your eyes drifted to the corner of the room, where Yujin stood leaning casually against the wall. Her gaze met yours, and in that instant, the air between you seemed to hum with unspoken tension. She didn't rush over like the others, but her small, knowing smile sent a shiver down your spine.

"Hey," she said softly, her voice cutting through the noise like a thread pulling you closer.

"Hey," you replied, your pulse quickening.

— — — — —

It all started on one of your earlier visits to the dorm. Gaeul had invited you over to celebrate a milestone in the group's journey, and the night had been filled with laughter, food, and music. You remembered feeling a bit out of place at first, watching the girls interact with such ease, their bond palpable. But Gaeul made sure you were included in every joke, every story.

That night, you had stepped out onto the small balcony to get some fresh air, the city lights twinkling below like scattered stars. You leaned on the railing, letting the cool breeze wash over you, enjoying the quiet escape from the lively chatter inside.

"You okay?" a voice had asked, breaking the silence.

You turned to find Yujin standing in the doorway, her silhouette framed by the warm light from inside. She stepped out, joining you at the railing, her shoulder brushing against yours. The casual contact sent a small thrill through you, though you quickly pushed the feeling aside.

"Yeah, just needed a breather," you said, offering her a small smile. "It's a little overwhelming, but in a good way."

She nodded, her gaze drifting out over the cityscape. "I get that. Sometimes, it's nice to just...be still."

The two of you stood there in silence for a while, the sounds of the city below filling the quiet. It was a comfortable silence, one that didn't need to be filled with words. But eventually, Yujin spoke again, her voice softer, more introspective.

"You know," she began, "it's rare to find someone who doesn't expect anything from you. Someone who just...lets you be."

You glanced at her, noticing the way her brows knitted together, as if she were wrestling with thoughts she wasn't used to sharing. "I guess we all need that sometimes," you said gently. "Someone who sees us for who we are, not what we can do for them."

Yujin turned to face you then, her eyes searching yours. "Yeah," she murmured, a small, wistful smile tugging at her lips. "It's nice. Being around you feels like that."

The words hung in the air between you, heavy with meaning. And before either of you could second-guess it, you leaned in, your lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss. It wasn't planned or rehearsed; it was spontaneous and real, a quiet confession shared under the stars.

When you pulled back, her eyes were wide, filled with uncertainty and something else—something that mirrored your own feelings.

"I..." she started, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to—"

"I know," you said, cutting her off gently. "But I'm glad you did."

That moment was the beginning of something neither of you could define. It wasn't a relationship, but it wasn't just a passing fancy either. It was something more, something that lingered in the stolen glances and secret smiles you shared whenever you visited the dorm.

— — — — —

Back in the present, the living room was alive with laughter as the group dove into a game of charades. Gaeul was your partner, and her over-the-top miming had you laughing so hard, tears pricked at the corners of your eyes.

"Come on!" Gaeul groaned, flailing her arms as she tried to convey octopus. "You're supposed to be good at this!"

"You look more like a flailing chicken," you teased, wiping your eyes as you guessed correctly at the last second.

The room erupted in laughter, and Gaeul threw herself onto the couch in mock defeat. "I can't believe you got that."

But even amidst the fun, you were hyper-aware of Yujin's presence. She was watching you from across the room, her eyes soft but intense, as if she could see right through the façade of the game to the emotions you were trying to keep hidden.

"Truth or dare?" Wonyoung called out, shifting the game to a more playful and dangerous territory.

When it was Yujin's turn, she glanced at you, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Dare."

Wonyoung grinned, leaning forward. "I dare you to tell us about your first kiss."

The room erupted into cheers and teasing, but Yujin kept her gaze on you, her smile turning softer, more intimate. "It was...unexpected," she said slowly. "But it felt right. Like everything else disappeared for a moment."

Your heart thudded in your chest, and you quickly looked away, focusing on the glass of water in your hands.

— — — — —

The tension between you and Yujin had been simmering all night, and when you slipped away to the kitchen for a moment alone, you weren't surprised when she followed.

Her hands were on your waist before you could turn, her body pressing gently against yours, grounding you in the present.

"I've been waiting for this," she whispered, her lips brushing the shell of your ear.

"You're playing a dangerous game," you murmured, though you didn't move away.

"Maybe I like the danger," she countered, turning you in her arms to face her. Her eyes searched yours, filled with longing and something deeper.

Her lips captured yours in a kiss that was anything but tentative. It was a release, a culmination of every stolen moment, every unspoken word. Her hands slid under your shirt, her touch sending a shiver down your spine as the world outside the kitchen faded into insignificance.

"Yujin," you gasped, breaking the kiss to catch your breath, your forehead resting against hers.

"We can't keep pretending this doesn't matter," she said, her voice trembling. "Not anymore."

"I know," you whispered, your hands tightening around her.

— — — — —

The laughter from the living room faded into the background as you stood in the dimly lit kitchen, Yujin's hands resting lightly on your waist. The warmth of her touch seeped through your clothes, grounding you in the moment. Her eyes, dark and filled with unspoken longing, held yours, and for a moment, it felt as though the rest of the world didn't exist.

"We can't do this here," you whispered, though the breathlessness in your voice betrayed the conflict within you.

Yujin's lips curled into a soft, teasing smile, her thumb brushing gentle circles against your hip. "I know," she murmured, her voice low, sending a shiver down your spine. "But I couldn't stay away."

Her words wrapped around your heart, tugging at the very core of your resolve. The tension between you had been simmering for months, unspoken but palpable in every glance, every accidental touch. And now, here you were, on the precipice of giving in.

You leaned in slightly, the space between you diminishing until her breath mingled with yours. The air grew thick, charged with anticipation. Before you could think better of it, Yujin's lips brushed against yours in a tentative kiss, a soft press that quickly deepened. Her hands tightened on your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss intensified, slow and deliberate, as though savoring every second.

The sound of muffled laughter from the living room was a distant hum, barely registering over the pounding of your heart. Yujin's fingers slid up your back, tracing the curve of your spine through the thin fabric of your shirt. Every touch sent sparks skittering across your skin, igniting a fire that burned brighter with each passing second.

"We'll have more time later," Yujin whispered against your lips, her voice trembling with restrained desire.

You nodded, breathless, reluctantly pulling away. "We should go back before they notice."

Her eyes lingered on you for a moment longer, filled with a promise that sent your pulse racing. With one final glance, you both stepped back into the living room, trying to mask the heat that still simmered between you.

— — — — —

Gaeul greeted you with a wide grin as you rejoined the group. "There you are! We thought you got lost."

"Just needed some water," you said, settling back down beside her. "What's next?"

"Codenames," Rei announced, holding up the box with a triumphant grin. "Let's see who the real spymaster is."

The group quickly divided into teams, the energy in the room shifting as everyone focused on the game. Gaeul was beside you, her competitive spirit coming alive as she strategized her next move. Wonyoung's exaggerated guesses had everyone in fits of laughter, while Liz's dramatic clues left the room in suspense.

But even amidst the chaos, you couldn't help but feel Yujin's gaze on you. Every so often, your eyes would meet, and the world around you would blur, the tension crackling between you like a silent current. Her subtle smiles, the way her fingers tapped against her knee, as if itching to reach for you, kept your heart pounding.

"Gotcha!" Gaeul shouted, breaking your reverie as she pointed triumphantly at the board. "We win!"

"Luck," Rei groaned, throwing her hands up in defeat. "Pure luck."

"Skill," Gaeul corrected, winking at you. "Right, sis?"

You laughed, nodding. "Definitely skill."

As the game wound down, the energy in the room shifted, growing more subdued as the night stretched on. One by one, the girls began excusing themselves, retreating to their rooms.

"I'm exhausted," Wonyoung yawned, stretching her arms above her head. "I'm heading to bed."

"Me too," Liz added, nudging Rei. "Goodnight, everyone."

"Night," you and Gaeul called out in unison, watching as they disappeared down the hall.

Soon, it was just you, Gaeul, and Yujin left in the living room. The atmosphere was quieter now, the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen the only sound filling the space.

"I think I'll head to bed too," Yujin said softly, standing from her seat. Her eyes met yours for a brief moment, a silent promise lingering between you. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," you replied, your voice steady despite the fluttering in your chest.

— — — — —

As Yujin disappeared down the hall, the dorm fell into a deeper silence. You leaned back against the couch, exhaling slowly, the weight of the night pressing against you. Gaeul shifted beside you, her gaze steady and knowing.

"You think you're being sneaky, don't you?" she teased, her voice light but filled with amusement.

You turned to her, eyebrows raised in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

She chuckled softly, nudging you with her shoulder. "I've known about you and Yujin for a while now."

Your heart skipped a beat. "You... you knew?"

Gaeul nodded, her smile turning softer, more affectionate. "Yeah, it wasn't that hard to figure out."

"But how?" you asked, still processing her words, your mind racing to all the moments you thought you'd been discreet.

"There was this one night," Gaeul began, settling in comfortably, "when Yujin and I had a little to drink. Just enough to get her talking. She's pretty weak to alcohol, you know."

You nodded, listening intently.

"She started talking about someone she had feelings for. She didn't say your name at first, but she kept going on about how this person made her feel like she could be herself, like she didn't have to be perfect all the time." Gaeul's eyes twinkled with the memory. "And then, without realizing it, she said your name."

You sat up straighter, shocked. "She did?"

Gaeul grinned. "Yeah, she didn't even notice. But I did. And from then on, I started watching. You guys weren't as subtle as you thought. I even caught you making out in the kitchen once."

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Gaeul!"

She laughed, raising her hands in mock surrender. "It was gross but in a cute way. Honestly, I just want you to be happy."

A warmth spread through your chest at her words. "Thanks, Gaeul."

She smiled, leaning her head on your shoulder.

— — — — —

Once the dorm had quieted down, you found yourself standing outside Yujin's door, your heart thudding in your chest. The anticipation of being alone with her again filled you with both excitement and nervous energy. You knocked softly, and Yujin opened the door almost immediately, her eyes softening as she took you in.

"Hey," she said, her voice quiet and inviting.

"Hey," you replied, stepping inside. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from a small lamp casting warm shadows on the walls. It felt cozy, intimate—a world away from the bustling dorm outside.

Yujin closed the door behind you, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. Instead, she reached out, her fingers intertwining with yours as she guided you to sit on the bed. The silence between you was comfortable, filled with the weight of everything unsaid but understood.

"What are we doing?" she asked softly, her thumb brushing over the back of your hand.

You took a deep breath, meeting her gaze. "I don't know," you admitted, squeezing her hand gently. "But I know I don't want to stop."

Yujin's smile widened, her eyes glistening with something unspoken. "Me neither," she whispered, leaning in slightly, her forehead resting against yours.

Before either of you could say more, the door burst open with a loud bang, and Gaeul marched in, grinning from ear to ear. She threw herself onto the bed between you two with all the dramatic flair of a little sister who knew exactly what she was doing.

"What are we talking about?" Gaeul asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she wiggled her way between you and Yujin, making herself comfortable.

"Gaeul!" you exclaimed, half-laughing, half-exasperated, as she sprawled out across the bed, pulling the blanket over herself.

"What?" she said innocently, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm curious."

Yujin chuckled, shaking her head, clearly amused. "We were just talking," she said, glancing at you with a knowing smile.

"Mm-hmm," Gaeul hummed, snuggling deeper into the blanket. "Sure, sure. But seriously, I'm glad you guys found each other. It's cute. Gross, but cute."

Before you could respond, the door opened again, and Wonyoung peeked in, her eyes lighting up when she saw the three of you. "Ooh, a secret meeting? Without me?" she pouted, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.

Rei followed close behind, raising an eyebrow. "What's going on in here?"

Liz and Leeseo appeared right after, each carrying their own blankets and pillows, grinning as they entered the room.

"Sleepover in Yujin's room!" Liz announced, dropping her pillow onto the floor and flopping down.

"I knew something was up," Leeseo said, setting her blanket down and joining Liz. "You guys can't hide anything from us."

You exchanged a glance with Yujin, who looked equally surprised and amused by the sudden invasion.

"This wasn't exactly planned," Yujin said, but there was no trace of annoyance in her voice. Instead, she smiled, scooting over to make room for the others.

"It is now," Wonyoung declared, climbing onto the bed next to Gaeul. "There's no way we're missing out on the fun."

Rei grabbed a spot on the floor, leaning back against the wall with a satisfied grin. "This is perfect. We haven't done a proper sleepover in ages."

Gaeul turned to you, her expression smug. "See? It's not just me who thinks you two are cute. Now, let's make this an official sleepover."

You couldn't help but laugh as the room filled with chatter and the sound of blankets being spread out. Yujin leaned in close to you, her voice low enough for only you to hear. "Well, so much for being alone."

You smiled, squeezing her hand. "This isn't so bad."

Yujin's eyes softened, and she pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. "It's perfect."

As the night wore on, the room became a cozy nest of warmth and laughter. Gaeul told embarrassing stories from your childhood, Wonyoung shared funny anecdotes from their tour, and Rei attempted to start a pillow fight that quickly devolved into chaos.

You leaned against Yujin, her arm draped around your shoulders, feeling the weight of the day melt away. It wasn't the private moment you had imagined, but it was something even better—being surrounded by love, laughter, and the people who mattered most.

And as the early hours of the morning crept in, you realized that these moments, chaotic and unexpected, were the ones you would treasure the most. Together, with Yujin and your newfound family, everything felt right.

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