#polyphia

lara didn’t really hide her relationship from the kats—it was just a little low-key at first. you went from secret (from her fans) late at night dates to ‘oh, i’m seeing y/n’ when the desi girl was leaving the dorm in only a matter of a couple months. she honestly liked it that way, because she had time to get to know you first. figure out if it was serious enough to meet her members, who were practically her sisters.

because lara didn’t bother hiding the fact that she was in a relationship, all the girls from katseye made it their mission to find you. should be easy enough, they had your name and knew lara was probably following you from her private account.

except yours was also private. profile picture a stupid meme of a cat, probably not even yours.

no public tiktok account too. nothing to work with. not a picture of your face, because lara wouldn’t show them because ‘they’d fall in love and try to steal you’.

“this is so stupid,” daniela and yoonchae were napping on the couch, somehow the least invested in the whole case. megan signed in resignation, putting her phone down. “i can’t even find like a glimpse of her hair in any photo! how can lara be so open and secretive at the same time?!”

“fall in love my ass…” also putting down her phone, manon seemed to give up too.

“i know, right? like, i get your masc gf is hot but i can hold my temper.”

“mascs aren’t even my type honestly,” manon looked at sophia, who hasn’t said anything in a while. “you okay there, fia?”

“mhm,” the filipina hummed. “just thinking.”

“that’s rare for you-“

“says the dyslexic.”

immediately, megan pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. “okay, wow. low blow. thanks for not bullying me or whatever.”

“back to the topic girls. you were thinking sophia?”

“yeah. what if… i dunno,” she bit her lip, thoughtfully glancing at the duo resting on the couch. “maybe it’s lara’s girl that doesn’t want her to be shown off? we’re imagining this confident person, but maybe she’s a little shy or something?”

“are you guys gossiping about my relationship again?”

lara suddenly came down the stairs, making the gossiping trio jump in their spots before awkwardly looking at her.

“… no? haha, no, we were discussing the lolla outfits-“

“you totally were,” the desi girl plopped down in the free space next to manon, one hand lazily draping over her friend’s shoulder. “it’s fine. i know she’s hot.”

“we have to take your word for it.”

“my word is more than enough.”

“i’m starting to think this mystery girl was just made up by you- ouch!” megan was awarded with a small punch to the shoulder. “okay, you guys are all losers. i’m not talking with you.”

“do we get to meet her eventually?” manon nudged lara in the side, to which the desi girl nodded slowly.

“yeah, we were planning on that… would next wednesday work? y/n goes to gym around 5 so we could reserve a table somewhere for 9…”

“gym? okay, buff mommy.”

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“oh my god, lara! i barely have time to get ready! you’re trying to make me give off a bad impression!”

“babe,” lara’s hands smoothly slid around your waist, gently pulling you back until she was hugging you from behind. “calm down. you just took a shower and i already picked out the prettiest dress for you, okay?”

there was still a small, frustrated pout on your lips, but it quickly melted away as your girlfriend suddenly attacked your neck with kisses.

“stopp… i’m trying to be mad at you!”

“too bad,” her lips hovered over your pulse point for a short second before she moved up, kissing your cheek. “we still have some time before we have to leave.”

“your makeup’s gonna get smudged.”

“happens. i have to help you with yours.”

“mhm,” you turned around in lara’s hold, arms lazily coming up to rest around her neck. “i’m a bit nervous about meeting your members…”

“me too,” she confessed. “but i know they’ll love you. i mean, they’re not allowed to love you. you’re all mine.”

in response to her playful words, you just chuckled softly. “yeah, yeah. now help me zip up my dress.”

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all the katseye girls, except for lara, were already waiting by the table. they were supposed to meet you in just a couple seconds, and your girlfriend is coming with you to maybe ease your nerves.

you stood in front of the restaurant, nervously smoothing out any wrinkles in your dress. “are you sure i look good? i don’t wanna leave a bad impression…”

“baby,” her hand cupped your cheek, gently forcing you to look at her. “darling. you’re breathtaking, okay? i’m probably gonna have to fight them to keep their hands off my property.”

“… okay. yeah, okay.” you locked arms with lara, giving her a small nod and letting her finally lead you inside.

you wore this stunning, red dress she picked out and she was dressed in a matching one, slightly more crimson in colour. (author’s note: smash bbg)

lara led you to the kats’ table, letting you sit first like the true gentlewoman she sometimes is, before sitting by your side. only then you noticed how silent the table was around you.

“… hello? i’m y/n,” you watched as lara lifted up her hand and gently closed megan’s parted mouth. “are you guys good?”

“wow,” on your side, manon suddenly turned in her chair to face you, eyes raking up and down you. “you are y/n? no wonder lara kept you hidden from us..”

most of the table seemed speechless, making your girlfriend chuckle. “i warned you guys. isn’t my girl so pretty?”

“pretty she is…” sophia finally joined the conversation, shaking her head as if knocked out of a trance. “we—wow, we tried to like, imagine you guys? i don’t think we were expecting this..”

a small frown appeared on your lips. you weren’t sure if that was a compliment. “is that a bad thing..?”

“not at all!” the filipina looked almost panicked. “you’re just—wow, you’re super pretty… we thought you’d be like… handsome?”

“more masculine.” megan agreed.

you let out a sigh of relief. so they didn’t dislike you. that’s a start.

“anywaysss…” manon leaned back slightly and caught lara’s eyes behind you. “wanna give me her number or…?”

“oh, back off, gabriela.”

“i’m just joking!”

“you better be…”