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"Hello, we are the feisty, sexy JAM REPUBLIC!!" The yelling always gets me, I sit there smiling while fixing my dress or simply trying to pull it down. When the girls agreed on wearing black, I showed up in pink, trying to represent all both of the national colors. I was then given a blanket as I thanked the staff and placed it on my lap. "We are here to work hard, though I can say I'm excited to see what everyone brings to the table. It's fun because we are the serious judges now." I stated while smiling at my team and holding Audrey's hand. We are then brought the cards, "I have a feeling about some of the other teams. What do you think about it, babes?" She turned around, showing off her little dimples before saying, "I feel like it's gonna be some teams we have seen before and a few mysterious ones, you know."

I agree before adjusting the blanket on my lap and watching our wonderful leader reveal the crew. Of course, when I saw BEBE, I wasn't shocked. Bada and I had been dating for a while, technically before the show started, well, at least in her opinion. She had been trying to get with me way before we got to street women fighter, but I genuinely believed those feelings weren't real. No matter how much she tried to tell me of send me gifts and pick me up from work. I know what you're thinking, "like fuck can you be any more dense." Well in my opinion I've had people work extremely hard for a fuck, I'm talking overtime with no breaks. Though she showed me the real her and we opened up to each other about some tough situations and at that moment I knew I was in love with her. Shit I had been the entire time, and I was simply trying to protect my heart.

Other crews weren't exactly a surprise either, though when 1MILLION added another dancer I was a but surprised, I've seen her dancing style for a while and she was good as fuck. "New scenery, me like it, girls." Latrice laughed at me while hitting my shoulder, with Kirsten giving us the motherly like pointed eye stare, meaning she meant business. Though in this situation I think it just meant to shut the fuck up politely. We saw some other times with Hook coming back and making an appearance, Aiki was a judge last time I saw her, and even though I didn't watch her season, I've heard great things about her. Like Bada, she had her students on her crew, and they showed out. "Still can't believe she is older than us or has a kid." We joked a lot about how the hottest people on set were taken.

Seeing LA CHICA was new as well. As soon as the cameras turned off, Latrice looked at me. "Is it bad I don't know the last crew?" I laughed at that. I mean shit not that funny but funny. "Stop laughing and tell me what they have done." I tried to stop my laughs but ended up laughing harder. "To be honest, the leader is just known for a lot of cultural appropriation in my book." The rest of the girls turned around with Kirsten stated we are in korea, so that's accurate.' We all start to get up and move towards set. We were really the only ones to film the outro since we arrived late. Seeing all the crews stand sit there on their podiums was kinda amazing, mainly knowing we would go up there as well. "Funny how we aren't the ones dancing."

After a while of sitting and the occasional introductions of different crews. We also had the smoke challenge performed by BEBE that awed the crowd. We were finally sitting down, and a few selective girls had already shown their dancing skills. Everything was going well so far. Until some girl thought she could pull a sexy choreography. It was actually sad to watch. "It simply wasn't for me, I felt like it could've had more of a wow factor or just better moves. Everything seemed sloppy, and it didn't fit your persona at all." Everyone looked at me after the harsh criticism, I guess no one expected me to be real. I turned to the side to notice Redlic has been winking at me. Weird. You see, me and her didn't exactly have a friendship. She and Bada were friends due to working together previously on dances as well as classes. In my opinion she was too friendly.

Though, not to Bada but to me. She was always winking and trying to hug me or asking me on dates. Now everyone pretty much knew that me and Bada were a thing except the public per my decision. Bada thought it would be a good idea to show the world our love, and while I was glad she wasn't ashamed of it, I knew the outcomes of it. Now I'm not scared by any means of what the world has to say, shit I came out while working as a dancer for beyonce during a tour to thousands of people. But, those opinions mattered to Bada, and as much as she liked to tell me this and that I knew the truth. Redlic saw this as an opportunity even going as far as stated. If you aren't public, then it doesn't really count. After a while, I realized I spaced out and was brought back to reality when I heard Redlic open her mouth. "I'm sure my sqeet angel Ellie could show you how it's done. She is known for being sexy without trying. I mean, come on, people just look at her."

I sat there shocked while plastering on a fake smile shyly shaking my head to disagree with her statement. But it was too late. She had already convinced half of the crowd, and before I knew it, everyone expected me to dance. I took a look over in my girlfriends direction and saw her face. She was smiling, but I knew that smile. She was anything hut happy. She also looked like she wanted to kick Redlics ass. I guess I was taking too long before I felt a hand reaching over to grab me and pull me to the stage. I looked over and saw Redlic smiling at me, telling the crowd to watch and learn. "So much for not dancing today." I whispered. I heard the music, Beyonce, of course it was. Realizing they had decided to play partition out of all the songs seemed like the world was against me today. Redlic had grabbed my hip, squeezing it while smiling at me. At that moment I knew I was fucked.

We danced together with me, somehow ending up between her legs while smirking st thr camera seductively. Might as well put on a show. If anyone would see us, they would think we were involved or fucking. After we finished, she pulled me closer. It almost looked like we were kissing, so I pushed her away softly and laughed nervously. Seeing the look on Bada's face, let me know I wasn't gonna walk tomorrow. I heard the crowd giving us applauds with Redlic, not trying to let go of my waist, like girl you trying to get me killed in this bitch. After a while, we were called on break. I was scared as shit obviously. I managed to avoid Bada for some time before I was waking down the hall going back to meet uo with the girls after getting a snack, and I saw Lusher. I tried to slowly back away, and she noticed to me. "Bada said she would like to talk to you, unnie, and she said she wouldn't bet on you running because you know. I don't really know what the second part means, but apparently, she said you do so, yea. She is in our crew room, and she seemed pissed so I wouldn't keep her waiting. Plus, you two live together, so don't prolong the war." At times like this, I wish she wasn't so clueless. She was literally leading me to my death.

I sighed and started walking to the direction of the crew room, fuck I can already feel the pain in my legs. As I was trying to give myself a little pep talk I realized I was standing in front of the door. Thinking about it, maybe this was a bad idea. Fuck I'm scared. "Get you ass in here, and don't make me repeat myself, little girl." Yearing her voice like that kinda turned me on until I realized she was gonna murder me. I walked into the room, seeing her sit there on the couch man spreading while staring at me with a glare. "You put on quite the show, didn't you? I would say I loved it, but I mean, did I baby? Was a bit confused on why you randomly decided to throw you ass. Wait, let me rephrase that. Throw my ass back against that girl." She motioned me to walk over na di stood between her legs until she pulled me down. "You hear that, my ass. Because you mine, belong to me. All of you are mine. Seems like you forgot, let me remind you then, what do you say, baby?" I nodded mindless to her commands. "Who's the best baby, say it?" I could barely heat her when she started to grind me against her lap. "Say it pretty." I managed to mutter it out finally. "You're the best, baby. Only you. Always you."

Synopsis: A heated argument with Redlic escalated into a passionate encounter. Anger and desire combined, resulting in immense tension that ended in a blazing climax that brought you both closer together.

The evening had begun quietly enough, with you and Redlic sharing a nice night at home. But as time passed, a seething argument between you began to grow.  Small arguments escalated into a full-fledged fight, and it was as if the sparks of irritation fueled your emotions.

Redlic's anger was evident as she screamed her worries, her eyes flashing. "I can't believe you're so stubborn, always thinking you're right!”

You, too, felt angry and refused to back down in the face of her claims.  "I'm not the only one who struggles to see the big picture!" It irritates me because you're so short-sighted!"

As the argument continued, the room became tense. You were both stubborn, and neither of you was willing to give in. The heat of the disagreement burned your cheeks with rage and frustration as the voices became louder.

In the middle of the chaos, Redlic's gaze caught on yours, and she said those fateful words, her voice low and forceful.  "Shut up."

Her order hung in the air like a challenge, difficult you to ignore it. The fire in her eyes sparked something within you, a mix of frustration and desire that had been growing during the fight.

"Make me," you answered, your voice low and tension-filled.

The argument shifted into a completely different direction at that point. The room's wrath and desperation had given way to a different type of intensity—a heady mix of Lust and tension, a challenge that neither of you could decline.

Redlic drew closer to you, her lips crashing onto yours in a powerful, passionate kiss. The kiss represented an eruption of want and fury a need to show power and a desire to be dominated. It was as if the fight started with  a hidden flame that could only be smothered by a different kind of fire.

As the kiss deepened, your hands tangled in Redlic's hair, drawing her closer. It was a tense war of tongues and teeth, a struggle for control and submission. The tension in the room was obvious between you, a physical electricity that left you both breathless.

Clothes were flung aside in a fit of outrage, and you found yourselves caught in a passionate embrace, a war of lips, hands, and skin. The rage that had powered the argument had now been channelled into a different type of intensity, one that had you both gasping for air.

The tension between you grew as your bodies crushed against each other. It was a war of wills and desires, a struggle for domination with little place for room for negotiation.  Redlic's nails drove into your back, and you responded by grabbing her hips with a strong hold.

The room was filled with heavy breathing and the rustle of blankets as you moved in a frantic pace. The wrath that started the fight was now bound with a desire, a violent mix of emotions that had you both on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

The tension that had sparked the experience was then released in a wave of bliss with a final, passionate climax. The room fell silent, the remains of the fight long gone in the aftermath of your deep connection..

You were still trembling from the intensity of the encounter as you lay wrapped in one other's arms. The frustration that had fuelled your passion had been replaced by a sense of closeness and connection, leaving you both feeling raw and vulnerable.

Redlic was the first to break the silence, her voice barely audible in the dark light. "I can't believe we let our argument turn into this."

You quietly giggled, your fingertips drawing lazy patterns on her skin. "Sometimes, it takes just one spark to start a different kind of fire."

Redlic softened her sight as she turned to face you. "I never thought anger and love could be so connected."

You shared glances with her, a slight smile on your lips. "Passion has many appearances, and sometimes it's the rawest and most intense feelings that lead to the most powerful connections."

You hugged each other close in the quiet moments that followed, the tension in the room replaced by a sense of calm and affection. It was a night you'd never forget, a night when an argument had turned into a passionate show of desire and love.

As you lay together in the aftermath, the room filled with a sense of intimacy and tenderness that had been absent at the start of the evening. The argument had led you to a place of vulnerability and connection, a place where love and desire had triumphed over anger and frustration.

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Flowers and Tanghulu

Y/n and Eunji were the epitome of a picture-perfect couple. Their love was like a delicate dance, with every step bringing them closer together. They were inseparable, going on romantic dates filled with laughter, joy, and endless memories.

But today, their love story hit a bump in the road. A misunderstanding led to a heated argument that left both Y/n and Eunji feeling hurt and distant. The once vibrant bond between them was clouded by tension and sadness.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Y/n knew they had to make things right. They wanted to remind Eunji of the love and happiness they shared. With a determined heart, Y/n set out on a mission to mend their fractured relationship. Y/n knew Eunji's heart was easily won with the simplest gestures of love.

They remembered Eunji's obsession with tanghulu, those delectable sweet and sticky fruit skewers. Y/n decided to surprise Eunji by buying a box of tanghulu, knowing it would bring a smile to her face. But Y/n didn't stop there. They wanted to make the moment even more special.

Y/n made their way to the flower shop and carefully handpicked a bouquet of Eunji's favorite flowers. Each bloom held a message of apology and affection. As the evening approached, Y/n nervously knocked on Eunji's door, holding the box of tanghulu and the bouquet in trembling hands.

Eunji opened the door, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and longing. Without saying a word, Y/n extended the offerings of peace and love. Eunji's eyes sparkled with tears, knowing that Y/n had gone above and beyond to make things right. She reached out and took the tanghulu, savoring the sweet taste that reminded her of their shared

memories. With the bouquet of flowers in hand, Y/n gently took Eunji's trembling fingers and brought them to their lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of love and understanding. As they sat together, tanghulu and flowers surrounding them, Y/n and Eunji realized that their love was stronger than any argument. They promised to communicate better, to cherish each other, and to never let trivial matters come between them again.

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Coworkers anonymous- Redlic x reader

You were halfway through your exchange period in Korea and you were dirt broke. Not "Oh, I just need to cut back on going out and get less expensive groceries." No, more like not getting kicked out of the apartment through the sheer grace of good luck and automatic deposits on the 1st day of the month. You had already borrowed some money from friends. Asked your parents a few times. Everything was just more expensive. It was easier to indulge. The company you kept had grown up here, they were used to lavish. To glitzy and name brand. To restaurants for lunch and dinner daily. You needed a job and you needed it fast. A sex shop wasn't necessarily what you hoped you would get. Didn't really fit with your degree or your previous experience. Internships and part-time jobs didn't really prepare you to sell fisting dildos. But the pay was good, the hours were consistent and you got to practice your Korean occasionally. The area was touristy enough that locals didn't really come that often or they would prefer buying online. But on the offchance some couple came in, flushed from drinking, giggling and whispering you had your coworker takeover.

Redlic stuck out like a sore thumb here too. Her long blonde hair and pristine outfits didn't really scream "Let me teach you about lube today." With you she was shy. Voice soft and timid. More often than not she'd make you tidy up, or do inventory. Didn't really ask you questions nor did she offer any information about herself. Once when she was late, she let it slip that her practice ran late. So all you knew about her was her name and that she danced. Great.

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