#swf2 fic

“You good?” Bada places a hand on the younger’s knee, squeezing gently. Minah simply scoffed, not wanting to dignify her feelings with a response. Unfortunately for her, that was more than enough of an answer for the leader. She laughed, turning away from the girl and joining Minah in observing the situation in front of them develop. Bada tilts her head, looking back up and noticing Minah purposefully looking away, the tips of her ears red. “She looks uncomfortable, Minah. That’s more what I’d be worried about.” Bada hums, leaning back on her hands.

It’s almost comical how quickly Minah’s head snaps back to watch you closely.

It’s not like you were dating… well, you weren’t exclusive (yet). But you were something, right? Minah wasn’t even sure if she had any right feeling the emotions she was feeling… but focusing back in on the two of you and the way you were reacting to the other dancer made her emotions feel more justified.

She felt heat claw up her neck, wrapping around her chest tightly the more she watched. Even though you were giggling and seemed to be playing along… something looked off. Minah leaned forward, observing… almost waiting for the other dancer to make a wrong move and let her pounce.

You moved back quickly, just out of immediate reach of Redy’s overly touchy hands as she seemed to reach for your face again. Minah watches you bow, putting more distance between you, eyes darting away from the forward woman and thanking her for whatever stupid shit she said. You scratch your forearm, gulping obviously as you try to shuffle back.

Bada was right. You were uncomfortable. And Minah wasn’t going to sit opposite you and let you be uncomfortable.

She stands abruptly, Bada leaning out of the way and letting the younger step past her.

Minah has tunnel vision; seeing nothing but you, trying to politely turn Redy’s advances down. It’s even worse because your team can’t even understand what’s being said to help you out. “Oh, thank you for the offer, but I’m not interested. We’re really busy, and I’ve already got someone in my life…” She hears your quiet response as she gets closer.

‘…Did she ask you out?’ The anger bubbles over inside Minah. She all but storms up to the pair, arms crossed intimidatingly. “She’s saying no, Redy. She’s uncomfortable. Leave her alone. You got your answer.” Minah’s bluntness is a welcome relief. You quietly let out a sigh as Minah stands in front of you, feeling the weight lift slightly off your chest.

“Sorry, were you involved in our conversation? I don’t think you were, actually-“ Redy starts, moving closer to you again.

“I am because you’re coming onto my girlfriend. And I’d really suggest backing up before things get bad for you. Quickly.” Minah’s eyes are narrowed, chest puffed as she takes a step closer. You look over at Redy, her eyes now wide as she puts the pieces together. You quietly apologise to the girl, before standing and taking Minah’s arm and leading her off-set and into an unoccupied corridor backstage.

“No, let me back at her. I swear to God-“

You place both hands on Minah’s shoulders, squeezing gently. That stops her rage for a moment, finally focusing on you. “Are you okay? She didn’t touch you, did she? I know you were uncomfortable… I just…” Minah’s eyes closed for a moment, trying to calm herself.

“I really shouldn’t find you that attractive when you’re jealous and overprotective.” Minah’s eyes pop open, looking at you incredulously.

“I was not jealous. I-“

Before she can open her mouth to keep lying, you answer her questions, “She only touched my arm, and I’m okay. Just… unsettled? Sorry, you had to help me deal with her. I just… didn’t know how to stop her without coming across as rude. You did a good job though.” You smile, hands deftly sliding up her shoulders and to her face, cupping her cheeks.

Minah brings her hands to rest over yours, sighing. “Don't apologise, baby. Just be rude. I hate watching people try and take advantage of your kindness. Especially like that. Bitch.” She hissed the last word quietly, feeling your fingers tap her cheek in response to her choice of words. The anger Minah had before fills her body for a moment before it softens as she meets your eyes. You take a step closer, Minah’s hands now dropping to your waist, thumbs caressing your skin. She sighs, “I… sorry. I hate seeing you uncomfortable, even a little bit. I care about you too much to see you like that…”

You’re both quiet for a moment, simply enjoying each other's presence; Minah squeezes your waist as she tries to calm down again, ignoring the nagging feeling in her heart as her brain keeps replaying the events of before over and over. Redy's hands on your face, your arms... She bites her lip, suppressing her internal desire to go back out and-

“So… girlfriend, huh?” You can’t help but tease the girl in front of you, breaking her building bitterness, laughing as she groans and rests her head against your shoulder. You bring a hand up and stroke the back of her head, still giggling. “I liked it before you apologise. You should introduce me like that more often.” You feel Minah’s body tense before she pulls back to look at you.

“Yeah?” She smiles so cutely you can feel your heart race at her beauty, “You wanna be my girlfriend? You’ll be mine?” You return her loving smile, resting your foreheads together. “Mhm. As long as you’ll be mine.” Minah all but smirks at your reply, pulling back a little further and resting her palm on the back of your neck and brings you in. The glint in her eyes as her gaze drops to your lips giving you all the answers you need as she closes the distance between you.

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About 10 minutes later, you both emerge, back at the ring, hands entwined. Minah walks you back to your crew, squeezing your hand once more before returning to Bebe. Bada and Lusher stifle a laugh, Tatter motioning for the younger to come to them. Reaching up, Tatter wipes away smeared lipstick from the corner of Minah’s swollen lips. “Maybe next time you get all macho for your girl, look in a mirror before you come back?” The three giggle as they adjust Minah’s jacket and hair, askew and mused from your hands.

“Poor girl, did you maul her in, like, five minutes?” Lusher chuckles, noticing the already darkening mark on your neck from across the room… on the side of your neck that faced the 1Million crew.

Minah can’t even bring herself to be embarrassed, looking over at you and sending you a cheeky wink, before meeting Redy's eyes. Minah raises an eyebrow, wiping her lips and smirking at the elder, unable to stop herself from mouthing a quick 'mine' and glancing in your direction. She can't help relishing in how quickly Redy averts her eyes from both of you, laughing quietly.

Lusher enters your shared apartment quietly, assuming that by this hour of the morning, you’d definitely be asleep. She quickly toes off her shoes, stepping into her house slippers and letting her dance bag fall to the hallway floor with a dull ‘thud’. She could deal with her mess at a more appropriate hour of the day. Pulling her thick coat off and hanging it on the wall, Lusher is mentally prepared to see you all snuggled up in the blankets, looking so cute and peaceful as you rest... so she almost jumps out of her skin when she sees your figure slouched over on the couch, illuminated by the TV light.

Her hand rests over her heart, trying to calm herself as she stares at your unconscious body. “Honey?” Lusher whispers, creeping around to the front of the couch. You were fast asleep, neck bent uncomfortably as you curled into yourself, phone face down on the floor. Lusher holds back a squeal as she bends in front of you. You were still so, so cute to the woman crouched in front of your fast-asleep figure. As much as Lusher would love to leave you to get some well-deserved rest, she knows that if you stay like this any longer, your neck will be so sore tomorrow. The dancer gently shakes your shoulder, sighing as you mumble in your sleep, but don’t fully wake.

“Bub?"

No response.

She places a hand on your bicep, squeezing gently before stroking your arm. "Hey, pretty baby… c’mon, I’m home… let’s go to bed, hmm?” She whispers again, watching your eyelids flicker as you slowly wake. You whine, yawning before stretching out a little.

“Seoyoung?” You whisper softly, eyes still closed. Her hands come to cup your cheeks, giggling as you nuzzle into her warm touch.

“G’morning, pretty thing… I told you not to wait up for me…” Lusher murmurs, watching you stretch out once more, struggling to open your eyes.

“Mmmm… missed you. Don’t like going to bed without you…” you mumbled, eyes finally opening.

You blink once. Twice. Squinting a little at the woman in front of you. You shake your head, trying to figure out if your brain is really awake or not. Lusher smiles, cooing over how squishy you look between her palms.

“You…” Lusher hums as you don’t finish your thought, tilting her head and smiling cutely, her eyes forming those crescent moons that have your heart fluttering. Your hand comes up to her face, moving her curtain bangs away from her pretty face.

“You dyed your hair?”

Lusher laughs softly, stroking your cheek with a type of affection only you bring out of her. “Mhm… earlier this morning before I went to practice. Wanted to surprise you. You like?” She giggles at you. You look lovestruck, eyes glassy as you stroke her hair, twirling her now cool-toned grey strands between your fingers.

“You’re so pretty… Seoyoung’s so pretty…my pretty girlfriend is so... pretty.”

Lusher laughs cutely at your praise, gently propping her arms under yours, and lifting you to a sitting position.

“C’mere, hun. Let’s get you to bed, hmm?”

Your eyes are half-lidded as you look up at her, whining as she moves you but nodding nonetheless. You finally make it to your feet, stumbling forward and wrapping your arms around your girlfriend. Together, the two of you waddle into your shared bedroom. Lusher walks you back until your legs hit the mattress. She reaches around and pulls the sheets back, before tucking you in.

“I’ll be five minutes, okay, bub? Gonna have a shower and get changed.” She kisses your forehead before racing into your ensuite.

You whine at her absence and hear her giggle carry throughout the room. A fuzzy, warm feeling envelops your body as you snuggle into the pillows, surrounded by a mix of Lusher’s perfume and shampoo.

The shower stops running, and it’s only then you realise you must’ve dozed off. Before you can process it, your girlfriend reappears in the room, looking so cozy and cute, newly dyed hair pulled up into a half-hearted bun.

“You look so comfy, hun. Scoot over, lemme cuddle you.” You throw open the sheets, whining again at the cool air that hits your skin, before immediately being sated as Lusher slides in next to you and drags the covers back over the two of you. Pulled into her arms, she peppers your face with kisses, giggling. “You’re so cute. I missed you today.”

You smile at her words, cuddling into her embrace; trying to convey that you felt the same way, but your brain is so sleepy that no words come to mind. But she knows… you know she knows.

“I love you, baby…” you slur out almost incomprehensibly, but you must make enough sense to Lusher, as you can feel her lips curl into a smile on your skin. Her hands slip under your pyjamas, tracing little hearts on your back and cooing as your eyes start to droop once more.