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a/n: this had been in my drafts for a while now so i figured i should finish writing it. anyways, yay, sophia!!

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The biggest crisis that ever hit the Katseye house wasn’t a messed up choreography, not a comeback deadline, not even a broken nail. It was the fact that food kept vanishing into thin air, and no one knew who was doing it.

It started small at first: Daniela’s imported cheese chips she hid at the very back of the pantry behind the flour bags? Gone overnight, not a crumb left. Your bag of sweet treats from your hometown carefully hidden in the drawers? Demolished as well as Lara’s expensive dark chocolate she stashed in the cupboards for stressful practice days. Nothing but a crumpled empty wrapper left on the floor.

Then it got personal.

Yoonchae’s strawberry milk that she lined up neatly in the fridge door, each one labeled with her name in cute pink marker? All gone, only empty bottles rolling around. Manon’s French macarons she brought all the way from home, carefully packed in a pretty box she kept on top of the fridge? Gone without a trace, box left open and empty. Even Sophia’s protein bars she bought for early morning workouts? Vanished one by one.

And the most tragic of all? Megan’s tteokbokki cups, the ones she wrote "MEGAN’S ONLY!! DO NOT TOUCH!!" on with a big black marker, even drew a scary face next to it? Gone. Not even the paper cup remained.

"There is a criminal living among us! A thief! A monster!" Lara yelled during the emergency house meeting, slamming her hand on the coffee table so hard the remote jumped.

"Yesterday I bought three whole boxes of cookies! Three! Today all that’s left is the empty plastic tray! Who eats like a starving gremlin at 3 AM?! HUH?!"

"I swear, I saw someone!" Daniela added, pointing an accusing finger at no one in particular, eyes wide. "Last night I got up to get water, and I saw a shadow wearing a hoodie rummaging near the fridge! I thought it was just me tripping but NO! This is a crime spree!"

Yoonchae looking so broken-hearted, just stared at her palms blankly. "My strawberry milk… I saved that for after dance practice… who would hurt an innocent maknae like this…"

Manon crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow, looking unimpressed. "My macarons were not cheap. And they were imported. Whoever ate them is paying me back tenfold. Seriously."

"My mom bought those treats. I almost fought the airport staff at the baggage scanner just to get that through." You murmured out dramatically from your spot at the carpeted floor, fists clenching while Manon shook her head, clicking her tongue.

Megan, who was sitting on the armrest looking extra dramatic, suddenly slammed her fist on the table too, face all serious like she was the biggest victim here. "We can’t let this go on! This is anarchy! We need evidence! We need to catch this bastard red-handed! They think they can just steal our food and get away with it?! NO!"

"Megan, calm your tits." Sophia raised her eyebrow at the younger girl's dramatic aggression, standing up to hold the floor of the emergency meeting.

"Y'all are suggesting that we get a security camera?" She asked out to which the others immediately nodded, chirping their own complaints like they were declaring their rights.

Amidst that chaos, you met Sophia's eyes, nervousness evident on your gaze as you shook your head subtly. You and the Filipina had been dating secretly and for the past few months now, the kitchen had been your secret meet-up spot during late nights so putting on a security camera would definitely catch you two going at it and you absolutely don't want that.

"Guys, I really don't think that's a good idea." Sophia's voice came out way higher than usual.

Megan, already suspicious, raised an eyebrow. "And why not? It's for the greater good of our collective snack security."

"Well," Sophia began, her eyes darting around like she was looking for an escape route, "it's... it's a matter of feng shui!"

Silence.

Like, actual, awkward silence.

Everyone just stared at her.

"The what now?" Daniela asked, looking genuinely confused while Lara just shot Manon a 'what the fuck?' look before her gaze flickered back to their leader.

"Feng shui!" Sophia insisted, waving her hands vaguely around the kitchen area. "Think about it! A camera, with its harsh, staring lens, totally messes with the natural flow of qi in the kitchen. It'll create negative vibes, it'll make.. stale bread, burnt toast, and overcooked brownies! I can't absolutely have that!" She finished with a flourish, like she'd just dropped some profound wisdom.

"We cannot risk the cosmic balance of our cooking space!" Oh, you loved this girl too much. Sophia was really fighting for her life out there.

Manon just looked unconvinced. "Isn't feng shui for like, furniture placement, not security cameras. And I'm pretty sure it won't magically make your brownies overcooked."

"Ah, but you underestimate the subtle energies!" Sophia pushed on, getting a weird kind of confidence. "And the reflections! Imagine, you're just grabbing a late-night bite, and you catch your own reflection in the camera lens! So.. unflattering! Who wants to see themselves caught off guard, crumb on their cheeks, just trying to enjoy a moment?" She shivered dramatically.

"It’s a total invasion of our aesthetic privacy!"

You snorted subtly at that. The only privacy it'll probably invade is you and Sophia's midnight sessions to which is what currently motivating the Filipina to absolutely fight her way to not have your members agree on putting on a security camera.

Lara, who prides herself on always looking put-together, even at 3 AM, paused for a beat, then shook her head. "Sophia, we're trying to stop someone from eating all our food, not setting up a glamour shot."

"And the noise!" Sophia suddenly exclaimed, snapping her fingers. "All those tiny circuits, humming and buzzing inside! It would completely drown out our ability to truly hear the food cooking! You know, the gentle sizzle of frying eggs, the comforting gurgle of boiling water.. that's part of the whole culinary experience! A camera would just ruin it with its mechanical drone!"

Megan just threw her hands up, clearly done with the theatrics. "Sophia, it's a security camera, not a rocket launch! It's basically silent!"

Sophia caught your eye, and you saw a tiny, almost imperceptible wink. Her totally wild excuses were working, kind of. For now, at least. But the others weren't buying it. Not really.

As Sophia continued to throw out increasingly bizarre arguments, Manon and Daniela exchanged a look.

It was that knowing, "she's definitely guilty" kind of look. She's got to be the thief, their expressions screamed. They were totally convinced Sophia’s defensive/nonsense explanations meant she was the culprit. That she was trying to cover her tracks with this ridiculousness and throw them off the scent.

Amd so, later that day, while Sophia and you were out chilling, the rest of the members had a secret meeting.

"She was way too defensive," Daniela whispered, shaking her head. She was definitely not convinced.

"Right? And all those weird excuses about 'feng shui' and aesthetic privacy." Lara added, arms crossed. "It has to be her. Who else would try so hard to stop a camera?"

"Alright, my people." Manon declared, her mind made up, pulling out a small, sleek black gadget from her bag. "We're doing it. This thing is super discreet, high-def, and has night vision. I'll put it in while they're gone. We'll catch her red-handed and finally solve this mystery."

"Yeaw! About darn time!" Megan yelled out, exclaiming in that God-forbidding southern accent again to which Yoonchae just stared at her with disgust.

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You let out a soft yawn when you felt Sophia gently shaking your shoulder, your gaze opening, meeting those adorable doe brown eyes.

"Hey.. come on." She whispered softly at you, giddily, careful to not wake up Manon and Daniela who's on their respective beds.

You, of course, despite sleepiness tugging at you, followed your girlfriend out of the room and into the kitchen, running your fingers through your messy locks with a soft yawn before putting your hood up.

"What? Did you catch the food thief?" You murmured out, yawning once more.

"Nope. But I did caught something better." Sophia grinned mischievously at you and before you knew it, those plump, soft lips were already claiming yours.

And, well, who are you to deny it?

You let out a soft chuckle against Sophia's lips, letting her push you against the counter, your hands slipping inside her shirt, mapping every inch of skin you could feel.

She shivered at your touch, nipping at your lower lip in response. God, did she loved these moments.

Sophia let out a soft, hushed moan, a little purr that buzzed right through you as your hands gently cupped her breasts inside the thin fabric of her shirt. Her body, already molded against you, totally pressed in even closer, every curve just fitting perfectly with yours. "Fuck.."

Her own fingers started to explore you, tracing down your spine, lingering at your waist, then pulling you even tighter, squishing out any last bit of space between you two. Her lips, so full and impossibly soft, were just glued to yours, a constant, amazing presence.

"Mhm.." Your mouths danced together in this slow, sweet, but insistent rhythm, like a really good, wordless chat that just got hotter with every breath. You could taste the lingering sweetness of her strawberry lip gloss and that faint, yummy spice from her dinner earlier, a delicious mix that just made you want more.

Her tongue lapped and swirled against yours, exploring every soft, secret spot with no rush at all. It was a kiss that felt like everything you ever wanted, a mix of pure affection and just knowing you were exactly where you needed to be. Each gentle brush, each soft little suck, sent these amazing shivers through you both, sparking a slow, delicious warmth that spread through your veins, a powerful, magnetic pull that just clicked.

It was all breathless and exciting, a silent exhilarating session of happiness and belonging that made the quiet kitchen feel like the best place in the world.

Unbeknownst to you both, thoroughly lost in your own little love bubble, the tiny, almost invisible red light of the security camera tucked away in the corner of the kitchen gave a discreet, almost blink.

Yeah, you guys were royally fucked.

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The very next day, right after practice, the living room became Mission Control. Everyone was there, except you and Sophia, who were conveniently at the company for "urgent meetings" with Missy— definitely not on a secret date somewhere, eating each other's faces, absolutely not, nope.

Phones and tablets were prepped, snacks (carefully guarded from the yet-to-be-identified culprit) were laid out the coffee table, and Yoonchae even dimmed the lights for maximum effect. They were practically vibrating with anticipation, ready to finally catch their midnight food thief red-handed.

"Is it working?" Manon asked out, fixing the connection to the T.V since Megan claimed that watching the caught footage at the laptop is mid.

No responses were heard, Lara busy with her phone, Daniela chatting animatedly with Megan while Yoonchae was making sure the snacks on the bowl weren't missing a piece yet before the tape even played , slapping every hand that was going near it.

"Y'all, is it working!?" Manon yelled, to which all of them finally payed attention to, answering in a chorus of "Yes!"

"Thank you!" She huffed, dusting her hands off while Megan snorted, side-eyeing Lara.

"Goddamn, who pissed at her drink."

"I don't know, maybe you did?"

"The fuck? Why would you eve-"

"Okay, okay, i'm starting it!" Daniela yelled out before they could even continue their conversation, pressing the play button immediately.

At first, it was just the empty kitchen, lights dim, everything quiet, the clock showing 11 PM. Everyone leaned forward, eyes glued to the screen, holding their breath.

And..

Nothing absolutely happened.

"That was anti-climatic." Daniela spoke out, breaking the silence.

"Well, no shit, we gotta fast forward." Manon deadpanned, grabbing the remote from Daniela as they all just stared at the TV screen blankly, popping snacks in their mouth every once in a while.

They stared at the empty kitchen for 15 minutes, absolutely nothing going on, no food thief nor disturbance caught.

"Damn, it's like watching the paint wall dry-"

"Wait! Shh! Look! Someone’s coming!" Megan yelled, even standing up on the sofa to see better, pointing at the screen.

There was a figure, a silhouette of someone they could recognize very well entering the camera frame. This was it. They could finally know the identity of the damned culprit. Their fallen snacks and treats would obtain justice.

"THERE! GOTCHA! Who are you—"

Everyone froze. Dead silent. You could hear a pin drop.

On screen, the door can be heard opening slowly from the other hallway, and in walked into the frame was their leader, Sophia, wearing her silk pajamas, looking all cool and calm… and then you, their member, trailing behind her, rubbing your eyes looking just like you had woken up from sleep.

"Ha! It's Sophia, I knew it! It's So- Y/n..?" Megan halted her celebration, trailing off confusingly as she watches your figure following Sophia after, the camera catching both of your frames.

"There's two- Oh my god, there's no food thief, there's TWO food thieves!" Daniela concluded, eyes wide open as if she just discovered something horrendous. Yoonchae, on the other hand was looking at the screen with so much betrayal, oh, her heart, how could the both of you do that to her?

"They were scheming! Oh my fucking god!" Lara gasped out, extremely offended and betrayed, after she shared some sympathy with you having your hometown snacks getting stolen, you and Sophia were the culprits all along?

"I can't do this anymore! I can't! This- This is war-"

And before Manon could even finish her sentence, everything changed.

Sophia pulled you close by the waist instantly, one hand resting firmly on your lower back, before pushing you against the counter, her lips against yours. It wasn’t even just a quick peck. It was deep, warm, full of so much affection, her fingers tangling gently in your hair to tilt your head back just right, kissing you like you were the only person in the whole world.

Your hands slipped inside her shirt, the camera fully showing how intense and intimate your kisses were. A soft moan coming from Sophia can be audibly heard at the caught footage, the two of you lost in your own world, completely unaware that you were being recorded.

The whole living room was silent for three whole seconds. Then chaos erupted.

"NOOOOOO! THAT’S NOT REAL!!" Megan screamed at the top of her lungs, covering her eyes with both hands but immediately spreading her fingers to peek wildly anyway.

"FAKE! EDIT! CGI! GREEN SCREEN! THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!"

"Turn it off! TURN IT AWF!" Daniela shrieked as she slapped Manon's thigh, the other girl also screaming as she tries to take the about to be live porno off of the TV screen.

"How do I even- oh my god, they just kept going?!" Manon, bless her heart, instead of turning off the TV, had managed to just press the fast-forward button, resulting for the screen to absolutely see everything in 2x speed.

Lara, finally having enough material to tell her therapist, bolted, pulling the TV's power cord plug off of the socket. "Oh my god, finally!"

"It's still playing at the laptop!" Megan shrieked to which Yoonchae slammed the laptop screen shut, eyes wide, face flushed and sanity barely intact.

A moment of silence overtook the whole living room before they finally processed it once more, all of them collectively going into a psychosis.

"I EAT THERE, I PUT MY FOOD THERE!" Daniela started pacing back and forth across the room, pulling at her own hair looking absolutely traumatized. "HOW COULD THEY DO THAT ON THE COUNTER?!"

"Bleach my eyes. That's my final wish. Please." Yoonchae murmured, slumping onto the couch, eyes wide, mind barely running. That image of you and Sophia practically smooching each other's faces carved into her mind. She can see it even when she closes her eyes.

Meanwhile, Manon, was laughing so hard in disbelief, she fell off the sofa, clapping her hands while wheezing, wiping tears from her eyes. "Oh my fucking god! That's why Sophia was being so weird- OH LORD!"

"I KNEW IT! I HEARD NOISES BEFORE!" Lara cackled, pointing at the now black screen of the TV, where your good ol' loving session was just played earlier. "I thought paranoia was being a bitch but no! Because apparently it's these two getting down on each other!"

"Wait! Megan! Weren’t you the one who said last week you heard weird sounds in the kitchen and ran away saying there’s ghosts?" Daniela gasped, piecing the coincidences all together as she threw herself on the nearest cushion at the couch from her revelation.

Everyone turned to Megan at that, the Hawaiian practically disassociating next to Yoonchae on the couch.

Megan, after a few moments of processing, had turned bright red from her cheeks all the way to her ears. She shook her head violently, trying to physically erase the memory now that she knew what those noises were.

"I thought the kitchen was haunted!!" She exclaimed out, standing up while gesturing with her hands animatedly. "Ugh! Oh god! And I was wondering why it sounded like someone was eating tteokbokki loudly!"

And just like that, the whole mission failed.

Throughout the whole footage, there was no sign of any food thief. No one stealing anything, just you and Sophia giving each other some good ol' smoochin' the whole night.

With that, they disposed the security camera away immediately, figuring that they absolutely don't want to see anything that would be going on in the kitchen no more.

And with that, the mystery remain unsolved.

Or has it?

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A week had passed since the Great CCTV Fiasco. The initial shock of Sophia and your secret romance had somewhat faded, replaced by a house-wide agreement to simply not think about what happens in the kitchen after midnight. The food thief, however, remained an unsolved enigma, a ghost in the machine.. or rather, in this case, in the pantry.

It was precisely midnight, pushing past 1 AM, and the house was blanketed in the kind of deep, peaceful silence only possible when all of you were finally getting their beauty sleep. Everyone was fast asleep, that is, except for one very determined, very hungry, and very guilty party.

Megan.

She woke up again, not to an alarm, but because her stomach was grumbling so loud it probably shook the walls. Just last week, she'd put on a total show, crying over her "stolen" snacks, including her own tteokbokki cups, which had mysteriously vanished right after her big speech about anarchy. She even blamed Sophia with convincing fury, all while secretly planning her next raid on the cookie stash.

She was the food thief.

And now, tonight was her night for another of her sneaky snack run, a solo mission she'd been waiting for.

"Ugh. I’m so hungry." Megan mumbled to herself, putting on her hoodie, tiptoeing out of her shared room with Lara after making sure that the other girl was dead asleep.

"I saw Manon put new cookies yesterday, hid them in the tin can. Bingo. No one will know. Easy. Safe." She whispered, giggling to herself at how much she sounded like a Disney villain plotting the end of the world.

"I wish it's those imported ones she got from Switzerland." She stretched, already salivating at the thought before finally making her move as she quietly walked, barefooted, to the pantry.

She crept slowly towards the kitchen, holding her breath, ready to sneak in, grab the food, and sneak out before anyone woke up. She turned the doorknob slowly, pushed it open just a crack, and peeked inside.

The lights were dimmed.

The atmosphere way too charged for a place known to be getting snacks at 1 o'clock in the morning.

And there you two were again.

For the hundredth time.

You were leaning against on the exact same spot at the kitchen counter, Sophia pressed up against you, her hands roaming on your body, your arms wrapped around her waist. You two were making out again, slow and deep, Sophia tilting your head back to kiss you properly, one hand coming up to cup your cheek, the other crawling on your thigh.

When you pulled away for air, she rested her forehead against yours, smiling that soft smile only you get to see.

"I love you so much." She whispered softly against lips, those familiar lip gloss of hers already yours at this point from how many times it had been smeared on your mouth.

You pressed a lingering soft kiss at those plump lips you adored, whispering an "I love you too." back, before feeding her a piece of strawberry you were holding.

It was sweet. It was wholesome. But Megan had reached her absolute limit.

She didn’t even care about the cookies anymore. She just stood there, staring at you two, then let out the loudest, most dramatic groan ever, facepalming so hard it echoed through the whole kitchen.

"REALLY?? COME ON GUYS?? AGAIN??"

She whisper-yelled so loud it was basically a shout, full of annoyance, disappointment, and pure trauma. "I came here to eat! I was so hungry! But now, I lost my appetite! Seriously?? Can't you two go anywhere else?? Why is it always the kitchen?! Huh? Do you guys have a schedule or something? Literally every single night!"

You and Sophia jumped so hard you almost fell stumbled to the floor. You immediately hid your face in Sophia's shoulder, blushing like crazy, while Sophia tried to fix her hair and act like leader mode but her ears were bright red.

“M-Megan?! What are you doing here?! It’s 1 AM!” Sophia stuttered, trying to at least save face.

"WHAT AM I DOING HERE?? I CAME TO STEAL FOOD OKAY— I MEAN I CAME TO EAT!" Megan ranted, throwing her hands in the air. "But now, I don't even want it anymore! My appetite is gone! I don't want it!"

She pointed at you two, shaking her head. "You two are so affectionately disgusting! I absolutely support the both of you but you two are still disgusting!"

Megan turned around and walked away, not even looking back, muttering to herself as she went. "I’m not even hungry anymore. Gross. Lovebirds. Using the kitchen like that. Seriously.."

And that was how Megan got away with being the food thief forever.

No one ever found out. The only thing everyone knew was that the kitchen was permanently reserved for Sophia and Y/N’s date nights, and Megan would rather starve than walk in there ever again.

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