#jihyo x reader

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being twenty-something and still needing to ask staff to drive you around had started to become tiring real fast. you wanted freedom, alone time... and honestly, you just wanted to choose what music was playing in the car. plus, it was something you felt would help you feel more secure in having only yourself to depend on. it would be another milestone to maturity, instead of constantly having to depend on others.

the thought had popped up on numerous occasions during tour, but it had bubbled back to the forefront of your mind the second you'd gotten home. because you needed to get something for your apartment... and wanted to attend a pilates class... and were craving hotpot. but needing to call a cab under an alias and hoping the driver didn't recognise you behind your mask, or ask staff to pick you up and tag along, was not in your plans. no matter how much you adored staff, you wanted to do it yourself. you wanted to spend some time alone for once.

only then did you realise you didn't have to keep stalling getting your license until you were out of the public eye. jihyo and jeongyeon had their license. sana and tzuyu, as well. and heck, if nayeon-unnie had gotten her driver's license in just a few lessons, you sure could too.

"i think i'm finally gonna just do it."

your voice sounded over the bubbling and the sizzling of the hotpot in the noisy restaurant, and sana looked up.

"eh?"

"i'm getting my driver's licsence."

"oh!" sana gushed, "that's so exciting! you won't regret it!"

""for all the right reasons or for sana's reason?" chaeyoung snickered.

"hey!" sana shot back, but her wide smile betrayed her, "it was embarassing having to look myself up on the internet to show people who i was and that i was of age!"

jihyo laughed, "i still can't believe you went through all the hassle and lessons just to have an id, but then to never drive again."

"i don't like it all that much, it overwhelms me." sana sank into her seat, pout on her face.

you stirred through the pot in the middle of the table, "well- i want to actually know how to drive, so..."

"finally!" nayeon sighed, exasperated, "i need someone else than jeongyeon to drive me around."

jeongyeon looked up after hearing that, nodding almost immediately, "i don't think that's such a bad idea, y/n."

"i know," you sighed, "i just never got to it and when i did have the time, it felt like the wrong moment. like i wasn't ready."

"you really need to want it. so if you feel like this is the moment, i'd say go for it." jeongyeon tapped your chopsticks away with her own when you were about to pick out a piece of food that was still raw.

"what makes you feel ready now?" jihyo wondered.

"she wants to drive to her lover's house without staff knowing." nayeon snickered, immediately getting nudged by sana. but sana betrayed her true feelings when a poorly masked grin slipped passed.

"no offence, by the way." nayeon added, grinning innocently at one of your managers and another staff member sitting opposite her.

"absolutely none taken."

you merely rolled your eyes, "bold of you to assume i have time for dating when i spend all my time with you glued to me."

"ya! you love it! don't act like you don't!" nayeon shrieked, pointing her chopsticks at you, making droplets of spicy broth fly into your face.

"i'm sure mina doesn't." sana muttered quietly, expression on mischief duty when she looked up to see your reaction.

seven sets of eyes were on you then, and the attention made your cheeks warm.

before they could ask what sana's suspicous comment was about, jeongyeon saved you. she put some food on your plate, "it's worth it. you'll love driving around everywhere once you get comfortable."

jihyo nodded, "it's terrifying for a while, especially in the city where it'll feel like everything's coming at you all at once-" she realised she wasn't selling her point, and added, "-but you'll be singing through traffic in no time."

"... i don't know about that."

"i do." jihyo smiled reassuringly.

your manager nodded, "you're level-headed and responsible enough."

"i'd trust you enough to fall asleep if you were driving." chaeyoung tapped your leg with the tip of her shoe underneath the table, trying to get your attention and cheer you up.

"i just don't know if i have enough time for it. we're already back to crazy schedules soon."

"i had a really great instructor. pretty laidback but funny too. he was lenient with scheduling lessons last-minute whenever i had some time off. i can see if he's available?" jeongyeon was already pulling out her phone.

"yeah, and then jeongyeon and i can help teach you whenever there's time. just easy stuff like car handling and parking."

from the other side of the table, nayeon wheezed, "easy-?!"

"just because your coordination is miles off, doesn't mean y/n's is."

"please let me be in the backseat." nayeon shot back, all shit's and giggles though, "i wanna see how she does."

jeongyeon ignored her, "it'll have to be on a parking lot, though. can't have headlines going 'twice's y/n drove into incoming traffic'."

"an empty parking lot." jihyo nodded solemnly, then sniggered when she saw your face.

"oh- a really empty parking lot!" jeongyeon added, the two of them having way too much fun riling you up.

"ya!"

your corner of the restaurant erupted with laughter. but what everyone failed to see, were your manager and staff locking eyes-- you had just given them the perfect idea.

two days later and right after practice, you walked onto the empty parking lot your instructor had picked out to meet for the first time. slightly terrified of being in a car for two hours with a strange man, and the general nerves that came with driving a car for the first time, you'd begged jihyo and jeongyeon to tag along with you. after a few teases from jihyo and a playful eyerol from jeongyeon, they had agreed immediately.

the only thing you hated? you'd gotten a call yesterday evening letting you know that your pre-planned tw-log episode would be scrapped and swapped with filming your first driving lesson instead. did you like it? no. did it make you more nervous knowing that you'd be filmed during your first few miles in a car? oh, without a doubt. but it was a sacrifice you had to make. you would rather film an episode now and get the day your tw-log episode was planned off. because days off were scarce. besides, you knew it would be mina's day off as well. so it would finally give you a reason to buy the new lego set she had been talking about and build it together.

"remember- use your mirrors." jeongyeon massaged your shoulders while you waited.

jihyo nodded, "and beware of your blind spots."

you silently sipped the last few drops from the iced coffee jihyo had bought you on the way over, trying to calm your nerves.

"y/n-yah, you're going to do just fine." jihyo bumped your shoulder and looked at you with soft, supportive eyes. she could practically see the worries brewing behind your eyes.

the three of you saw movement at the parking lot entrance. a black van drove up, followed by a way smaller car with a roof signage and decals that read novice driver.

the van stopped right in front of you, and a staff member you knew was part of the audio-visual team got out.

"we're going to film an introduction first, then do some outer shots while you guys are in the car. then we'll follow you guys in this car when the lesson goes on the road. the car is already rigged up with mics and cameras."

"on the road?! i don't even know how to start it yet!" your eyes were wide, your tone incredulous, "great. my existential crisis is going to be on the internet."

jeongyeon started laughing when she saw the panic on your face, but she schooled her features when you glanced at her, "you'll be okay. promise."

"the instructor won't let you do anything he thinks you're not ready for yet." jihyo hooked her arm around yours, "and remember, he has pedals too so he can always take over."

"this is going to be content, isn't it?"

jeongyeon burst out laughing again, "absolutely."

the crew placed you, with jihyo and jeongyeon on either side of you, in front of the car. you already knew you would end up in many a 'funny twice moments' videos from the introduction bit alone.

filming started.

"are you excited?" staff asked.

"well, i played a lot of racer games growing up, and i always enjoyed those."

it was silent for a while. you could feel your friends reacting beside you and knew their faces would end up as close-ups.

jeongyeon pinched the bridge of her nose, "that's the worst answer you could've given."

"she's talking about mario kart, by the way." jihyo quietly muttered.

you ignored them, "i don't think i'll be a safety hazard."

"you sound really confident."

then, staff turned to your members, "are you here for moral support?"

"i just want to say, we did not agree to this." jeongyeon shook her head solemnly.

"do our insurances even cover this?"

"ya!" you playfully smacked jihyo's back a few times while she laughed.

after the intro was filmed and the niceties of a first meeting were out of the way, it was time to start. your instructor had given a quick rundown of everything in the car. he was surprisingly calm, although maybe he was putting on his nice act because he was being filmed. only time would tell.

"we're going to get comfortable with the vehicle first. nothing too crazy yet. so no pressure." he pointed at the cameras, and you couldn't quite tell if he was being sarcastic or not, "okay?"

"okay."

you tuned your mirrors. adjusted your seat at least five times. then readjusted your mirrors again when you had pushed your seat a bit too far. but then you couldn't quite reach the pedals anymore, so you adjusted your seat again. and the mirrors. and the steering wheel. and then the mirrors... again.

the instructor waited patiently.

jeongyeon leaned into one of the cameras pointed at her, and whispered into it loud enough for you all to hear, "i think we need to swap the sd cards already."

trying to not let it show that she'd been quietly snickering too, jihyo nudged her into silence.

"is everything just right for you now?" your instructor asked.

"i think so." warmth crept up your neck, "i'm sorry. i've never been in control of a vehicle before."

he reassured you before giving you a little rundown of what you would do next.

"make sure the gear is on neutral and your handbrake is on... or we're going to shoot forward."

you did as told.

your instructor nodded, "yep, just like that. hold down the clutch with your left foot now. all the way down. keep it down and turn the keys."

the car's engine roared to life.

"now you can safely and slowly take your foot off the clutch."

he clapped, a silly smile on his face, "you've officially started a car for the first time ever."

a relieved sigh left you, and jihyo and jeongyeon cheered with him.

"how do you feel about driving your first lap around the parking lot? just a slow-pace, nothing too crazy."

"good, i guess."

he nodded, pointed at the clutch, "press the pedal to the floor with your left foot again. and move the stick into first gear. yes! great... okay, now tap the gas a little like we practiced."

"oh!" you grinned, embarassed, when the car roared so loud that some people walking by turned around. you had pressed the gas a little too enthusiastically.

"it's okay. you'll get a feel for it the more you practice. do you want to try that again?"

you nodded. you had long forgotten the plenty of cameras planted all around and in the car. biting down on your lip and furrowing your brows like you were solving a terribly difficult puzzle, you tried again.

you pressed the accelerator ever so slowly while at the same time slowly letting go of the clutch.

"great! when you think the accelerator has taken over from the clutch, slowly put down the handbreak."

you did as you were told, and before long, the car started to roll forward. slowly. very slowly.

"don't be afraid to take your foot entirely off the clutch, you're in first gear now." your instructor pointed for you to steer a bit to your right, "let's go a little bit faster. you can do it."

you took the most ridiculously wide turn ever, but you had to cut yourself some slack-- you were steering a car for the very first time. everything was new. you just had to get used to it.

"hey! look at you!" jihyo cheered from the backseat.

"you got this, y/n!" jeongyeon beamed from ear to ear.

"excellent. okay- now you can press the clutch again. we can go into second gear... slowly... slowly let go-" the car stuttered ever so slightly, but as you pressed the gas simultaneously like you were told to, you managed to keep it from stalling, "yes! now give more gas. you can hear it's struggling in this gear with the lack of speed."

you drove around the parking lot, turning each time you reached its end with another wide and comical turn.

"i want you to stop near that green car next. remember what you practiced. you know the steps."

you did as told, but the car started stuttering like crazy as soon as you pressed the brake. jihyo and jeongyeon stumbled and shook in the backseat.

"press the clutch simultaneously when you brake this much, y/n." your instructor pressed his own pedals to help the car to a smooth stop when he saw you started to panic.

jeongyeon felt bad the second she saw your rigid posture and death grip on the steering wheel, "you're doing better than nayeon already, and she drove automatic."

through the rearview mirror you gave her a nervous smile, which looked more like a grimace. you were too focused for jokes right now.

a few practice rounds later, the instructor turned in his seat to face you, "i think it's time for the next level."

"great. but next time, please."

jihyo and jeongyeon started laughing from the backseat,

"she said 'i'm done now, thank you!'."

they fell against each other in a heap of giggles.

"don't be nervous. you're doing great."

"you think i'm ready?"

"yes."

for a split second, your eyes wandered to the rearview mirror to look for the silent confirmation of your friends. when they nodded and gave you encouraging smiles and thumbs up, you took a deep breath.

"okay then."

after a tiny break where staff could change up some batteries and prepare the van to follow and film, you got back into the car.

"how are you feeling so far?" staff asked.

"good. i haven't run over someone."

and with that, the second part of your lesson started.

"we're going to get on the street now. there'll be traffic, but i'm sitting right here with you."

you heard your friends in the back click their seatbelts shut and just knew how the clip would be edited-- you, nervous behind the wheel. and jihyo and jeongyeon making playful scared faces in the backseat while putting their seatbelts on.

your knuckles turned white from how hard you were gripping the steering wheel when you rolled away from the parking lot.

"i am one with the vehicle." you muttered to yourself as you stopped to check if it was safe to turn onto the street. "i control the vehicle, it doesn't control me."

at hearing that, jihyo turned to the camera and did a silent prayer. jeongyeon immediately grabbed the roof handle.

the instructor smiled, trying not to let his amusement show, "nice and gentle turn. perfect. now keep driving straight until i tell you to turn. watch your spacing on the road."

you drove for a couple of minutes without making a sound. the silence in the car started to become comical. it was clear how focused you were and, not wanting to ruin your concentration, jihyo and jeongyeon kept silent as well. but it was hard. usually, you were the member who tossed dry comments witihout another thought. now? you were the quietest they'd ever seen.

even the editors of the episode edited dramatic music and slow zoom-ins.

"do you see that billboard? i want you to turn right there."

"i see it."

you checked your mirrors again.

"right turn approaching. brake a little more. now turn the wheel smoothly after you've checked your blindspots."

"okay."

"turn it more."

"i am."

"a little more-"

the car took the widest turn ever, and instead of following and returning to your lane, you ended up on the other side of the road.

"y/n!" jihyo was leaning fully to the right, trying to steer along with you with her entire body. "turn!!"

"i am!!"

"onto their driveway?!" jeongyeon asked, gripping the handle tighter than ever.

the instructor couldn't help but let a chuckle slip past his lips while adjusting your steering, "we'll keep on practicing."

the camera caught your face-- you looked mortified. then it cut to you driving on a slightly busier street now. and more cars meant more focus. and more focus meant... going as fast as a snail to keep up with everything that was coming at you.

jeongyeon rolled down the window, hung her head outside and turned to talk to the air, "grandma! out on your walk today? nice weather, huh?"

jihyo snorted and smacked her head, "be nice."

the staff van behind you filmed a shot of an entire queue that had started to form behind your car, adding text that said 'we'll arrive... eventually!'.

but things soon improved. after another fifteen minutes, your nerves settled. your steering went smoother and more accurate, your breaking became softer, your confidence in letting go the clutch without stalling grew, and you sat more relaxed in your seat than before.

the instructor pointed it all out, complimenting you a couple of times.

"very nice."

"you're listening well."

"see? nothing to be insecure about. you learn quickly." he pointed out.

finally, a tiny smile formed on your face, "really?"

"absolutely. you just need more experience and you're good to go in no-time."

a breathy chuckle left you, "so i'm not a lost cause?"

"definitely not."

you looked oddly relived. then, a shit-eating and proud grin started to pull at the corners of your mouth. the switch-up from nervous to smug was immediate and nothing short of amusing.

"don't feed her ego, sir."

but it had already gone to your head. there'd been too much talking. too much joking.

you'd lost your focus.

the instructor quickly pointed ahead in a reminder to slow down, but in vain. you felt the speed bump before you saw it.

the entire car bounced. four heads nearly hit the roof of the car. jeongyeon, who hadn't been aware of anything, let out the most dramatic gasp imaginable and ducked. jihyo, blissfully unaware as well, clutched onto the seat in front of her for dear life.

"ssib-what was that?!"

jeongyeon still had her eyes closed, "are we good?!"

the bang of the speed bump hitting the bottom of the car with your speed, resounded in your head. if you didn't know any better, you had just ruined the entire bottom frame of the car.

"im so sorry! im so so so-"

you had lost all focus now and were driving with your arms outstretched, pressing yourself back into the seat. your instructor tried to pacify your worries. to no avail.

"i don't want to drive anymore- can we stop?"

they heard the sincerity of your voice, and immediately all sillyness was gone.

"y/n, it's okay."

"you're safe."

your instructor took over and parked the car on the side of the road. "let's take a little breather."

there the four of you sat, in silence, until jeongyeon couldn't help it anymore and snorted from the backseat.

that did it. it broke the tension.

sheepishly, you smiled a little, though the shock hadn't truly left you yet.

the instructor couldn't help but chuckle to remove your worry, "it's okay, y/n. that was on me. and the car's gone through worse."

"ya! i almost became one with the roof!" jihyo couldn't stop laughing now.

of course, the editors replayed your little accident. four times. from all different angles, perfectly capturing everyone's reaction. then again, but in slow motion. then they showed the clip that the van following you had taken of the exact moment the car bounced. jihyo and jeongyeon could be seen flying in the backseat, despite their seatbelts.

"when you're ready, you can check your mirrors, signal left and we'll drive back to the parking lot. are you okay with that?"

"yeah, i think so."

but you were still overwhelmed. the shock and panic hadn't left you yet. your hands were sweaty. and your focus was clouded.... which showed the second you tried to turn onto the road and made the car stall so badly that all of you launched forward, only to be pushed back into your seat seconds later... and that three times in a row.

"okay- okay," your instructor helped you and pressed the clutch on his pedals, then put the car back in neutral. "do you want me to drive back?"

you let out the biggest relieved breath imaginable, "yes, please."

the cameras cut for the time being.

it was quiet on the drive back. you were reflecting and replaying everything that had happened the past hour. you were embarrassed beyond no end. it was one thing it had happened at all, but an entirely different thing that it had happened for the entire internet to see. you beat yourself up for it. jeongyeon saw your gaze drifting out the window, eyes glazing over in that distant look you usually had after long gruelling days where new routines or high notes didn't come to you as easily as usual.

she leaned forward and squeezed your shoulder, "y/n, be easy on yourself. this is your first time in a car. you're doing really great all things considered."

jihyo nodded, "and trust yourself a little more. you hesitate because you don't, and then lose focus. don't be in your head about it."

sullen and disappointed in yourself, you replied, "but i don't want to make mistakes."

"experience doesn't come without mistakes."

you let their words settle a little. you didn't do 100%, ever. you always gave 200%. hard work, passion, determination and complete dedication always equalled perfection. it had done so for the past few years, anyway. and you had tried the same tactic today, even though it had been clear from the get-go that this was something way different entirely and completely out of your ballpark. driving was serious business, and thinking about all the mistakes you'd already made so far, made you feel defeated. you couldn't depend on any of your usual strategies with this one, and that made you more nervous than ever.

your friends knew you well enough to know where your mind had gone. they knew exactly how you worked and could see in the mirror that it frustrated you that this was an entirely different playing field than you were used to. your usual strategy didn't work here. you'd lost your footing for a split second and you absolutely hated yourself for it.

"y/n-yah, be proud of yourself. you're doing something way out of your comfort zone." jihyo pointed out. "you can't expect to have the experience of an average driver on your first lesson. not everything can be achieved with hard work. sometimes time and repetition are what works. you'll get there."

you heard the words of your leader and tried to let them soothe your worries. the car fell quiet for the rest of the drive. it wasn't awkward or tense. it was comfortable. supportive.

when the car stopped back where all of this had started on the parking lot, the instructor turned to you,

"i actually don't want to end my lessons after a little hiccup like the one from before. because then it can be harder for students to want to get back behind the wheel." he started, "how about we do another few laps in first gear and some parking techniques and end it on a high note? it's just us here on the parking lot. you were doing so great before and i could tell you were getting more relaxed."

you thought about it for a while. then looked at jihyo and jeongyeon sitting in the backseat.

"your call."

you pondered it over once more. you had to give it to him-- the moments from before kept replaying in your head and your heart had barely stopped thumping in your ears from the shock. maybe he was right. and... you were never known to be a quitter. injured or sick, you would still try and show up in a way that wouldn't make you miss out on anything or jeopordise your group. why would this be different?

"okay."

the cameras started again. they filmed some of your parking and turning. then some laps around the parking lot where you practiced turning and checking your mirrors and blindspots.

by the final lap around the practice course, you looked entirely different from half an hour ago.

still careful. still slow. but smiling. actually smiling this time.

the instructor folded his arms, "there she is."

"hm?"

"the relaxed driver."

you laughed, "i think that's a big stretch."

"it's progress, nonetheless."

when you climbed out of the car like you'd just won a grand prix, bowing and waving, staff applauded and cheered accordingly.

"where's my champagne shower?"

jihyo nudged you in the ribs, scolding you because you were still being filmed, but a proud smile broke free only moments later.

"i've never been this exhausted before." you sighed and raked a hand through your hair, hoping the cameras didn't pick up on how much you'd been sweating.

jeongyeon wrapped her arms around you, "you did great."

"i almost launched all of us into space."

jihyo cracked up thinking about it again, then quieted, "but you also improved more than you realise. your first twenty minutes and your last twenty minutes were completely different."

"you think so?"

she nodded at you, brows risen and proud grin on full display.

"we won't talk about the rest." jeongyeon waved it off playfully, then pulled you in her arms again the second you were about to protest. jihyo joined the hug, wrapping her arms around both of you. the three of you started to jump in your place.

"so- this was a success?" staff asked off-camera.

you turned to the camera and pointed. finally, the confident y/n that once adored came out, "give me three months- i'll be driving everywhere!"

"citizens of seoul- beware. she'll be on the road soon."

somewhere behind the cameras, staff were already pitching a second part. because if there was one thing they'd learned that day, it was that watching you quietly lock in while jeongyeon and jihyo dissolved into laughter or pure panic, was internet gold.

a/n: ngl, this was the most fun one to write to date 😭 i could practically see this happening as i wrote it, so it pretty much wrote itself. also- go watch the nayeon x jeongyeon driving episode if you haven't yet! no better comedy. it was what inspired this fic.

★ personal trainer!jihyo who always subtly makes sure you're eating and drinking enough

★ personal trainer!jihyo who is always very aware of the way you, biting your lip, watch her demonstrate on the machines

"this is a hip thrust," she explains, settling into the machine. "i think you're ready to move onto these."

you swallow, watching her movements with barely contained desire. faintly, you can hear her saying something, but it's drowned out by your focus on the way her hips move, the veins in her arms, the way her shirt rides up, the —

"you got it?" jihyo asks. shit, she was explaining everything you needed to do, and there you were, lusting over her instead of actually listening.

"um, yeah," you nod despite having no idea what she just said, a little breathless despite not having done anything yourself. "actually, can you show me again? i got a little...lost in thought."

"sure," she agrees, starting up again. you think you see her smirk, but it's gone so fast you must've been imagining it. "just make sure you're paying attention this time."

★ personal trainer!jihyo who praises you more than she probably should

"that's it, just like that," she affirms, watching you get the hang of pull ups. "can you do five more for me?"

"yeah," you reply, a little breathless from both the exercise and her words.

"good girl."

★ personal trainer!jihyo who can't help but get distracted by your gym clothes

"is something wrong?" you ask your trainer, snapping her out of the daze she was in.

"no. sorry," she shakes her head, then, "is that a new set?"

"oh yeah! i got it last week, i've been wanting to show you it," you beam. the set hugs your body in all the right places, accentuating your features. when you tried it on in the store, you knew instantly you couldn't go home without it, and if the decision to purchase was influenced by the thought of jihyo struggling to maintain her composure seeing you in it.....well then who could blame you?

jihyo nods, swallowing down the implications of you wanting to show her, "it looks good."

★ personal trainer!jihyo who gets irrationally jealous when someone hits on you

you're taking a water break when the girl approaches you, "hey, i'm giselle."

"oh, hi," you look up, taking her in. she's really pretty, wearing just a tank top and shorts with her brown hair held up in a claw clip. "did you need this space? we're just about to move."

she shakes her head, handing you a slip of paper, "i've seen you here a few times now and i wanted to give you my number, but no pressure if you don't wanna call it."

before you can even reply, she's walking away, waving back at you once and then heading towards where her friend is waiting at one of the machines.

"are you gonna call her?" jihyo breaks the awkward silence, and edge to her tone.

"i mean, i don't know. she was cool, so maybe—" you falter at her expression, never having seen jihyo so tense before. her jaw is clenched, nails digging into her crossed arms. you've seen her intense and focused before, but this is different, and your stomach flips at the sight. "probably not."

"you should, she's pretty," jihyo forces the words out through gritted teeth.

"i guess i'll think about it?" you shrug, knowing damn well you have no plans to even look at the number.

is she jealous? the thought makes you extremely flustered.

★ personal trainer!jihyo who always reminds you to breathe during exercises

★ personal trainer!jihyo who never cared much about the way her gym outfits looked until you come along

what has she become?

jihyo stands in front of her mirror, painfully aware she should probably be on her way to the gym by now, but she can't decide what to wear.

it's not that you make her insecure, quite the opposite, but she finds herself wanting to impress you. every time she gets ready, she can't help but wonder if you'll like it, if your eyes will rake over her body like hers do to you. today's tight compression top and sweats are sure to make you loose your mind, so there's just one more thing to figure out.

"momo, which hat looks better?" she calls out to her roommate, who looks at her like she's been possessed but points to the white one anyways, despite the fact that they both look the same.

jihyo nods like she was thinking exactly that, puts the cap on, grabs her keys and a protein bar off the counter, and darts out the door, "thanks! i'll see you later!"

★ personal trainer!jihyo who corrects your form in a very hands on way

"am i doing it right?"

"your core is off a bit, let me just—" jihyo suddenly stops herself. "can i touch you?"

"yeah, sure." it's not like jihyo hasn't touched you before, with permission of course, but the proximity still makes your breath hitch.

she stands behind you, her palm splayed over your stomach, so close you can feel her breath against the nape of your neck. "you need to engage here more."

you adjust your form, then turn your head to look at her. there's only a few inches separating her lips and yours, all it would take is one step to close the gap—

jihyo steps back suddenly, snapping herself out of it. a second longer and she would've been pressing you against the wall. "yeah, you've got it now."

★ personal trainer!jihyo who swore she would never get involved with a client until she meets you outside of your sessions

you enter the restaurant bathroom, just needing to freshen up before eating dinner, when you spot the most beautiful girl washing her hands, her arms so well defined you might as well be drooling. she's wearing the most gorgeous black dress, her brown hair flowing down her back. then, she turns, and you stop short when you see her face, "jihyo? is that you?"

her eyes widen when she sees you in something other than your gym sets for the first time. you can admit your dress is probably a little shorter than appropriate, so you don't blame her when her words just slip out, "holy shit, if you weren't my client i would...."

"you would what, jihyo?" maybe it's the few sips of alcohol you had getting to your head, or maybe it's the way jihyo is practically undressing you with her eyes, but whatever the reason, you feel bolder. it's about time you did something about this tension. "because i'm not your client right now, am i?"

she swallows, eyes darting to the door. there's no in here but the two of you, and with how empty the restaurant is at this time of night, she doubts anyone will walk in. "how long 'till your food arrives?"

"i don't know, maybe five minutes?" you estimate. is this really happening right now?

"i can do five minutes." jihyo takes your hand, pulling you into the nearest stall and locking it shut. she has you against the cubicle door, chest pressed against yours. it's as close as you've ever been, so close she can feel your racing heartbeat thumping against hers. "are you sure?"

"jihyo, please...." it's all the confirmation she needs.

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