Guys I accidentally lost the anonymous ask, BUT I do know that it was made so yk here it is.
Jealous?
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Summary: Famous singer Se-Mi comforts her jealous girlfriend after her latest concert
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: bro idk ass writing? And fluff and happiness so if you’re allergic to that yk..
A/N: I’m on another road trip back home so, I have time to write this. Although I’m like, really lazy but I hate having it put in drafts bc it ruins my thought process so it’s just.. short. I’ll make a part 2 if you want though. Hopefully it’s good enough.
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“Baby, come on. You know I only have eyes for you. Don’t be mad.” Se-Mi says, trying to get you to talk to her. Of course, to no avail. This all started when she had her latest concert and decided to have a meet and greet afterwards and sign autographs and take pictures and stuff.
Well one fan got a little too close for your liking. Obviously you knew it wasn’t exactly Se-Mi’s fault, but it still upset you. So now here you were, sulking, pouting and giving her the silent treatment.
You guys were already official to the public and all that, so there was no need for Se-Mi to hide you or for you to be scared someone would hit on her thinking she was single.
Yet you were sitting on the couch, back to Se-Mi, still jealous and it’s been a few hours already.
“Babyyy.. come on. Talk to me, please? What if I buy you food, will that appease you? I won’t do the meet and greets anymore if you want.”
“..if you buy me food I might consider it..” Of course, Se-Mi knew you well enough to expect this and pulled out takeout from Panda Express.
“Here, happy?” You took the food and started eating it.
“..yeah” you mumbled, covering your mouth full of food with your hand.
“So, should I stop the meet and greets? Or do you just wanna be a part of it? Ooh, you know. I’ve always wanted to have you be part of my concerts, would you do that?”
“I can’t sing.” Se-Mi gives you a look, you could sing. Kind of, not idol level, maybe shower idol level. You could play an instrument though, a lot of them. Since you were young you liked to play instruments.
“What about playing guitar then? Or drums, or violin or piano, or you know anything. My songs’ genres vary”
“Se-Mi, I’m not a concert person. I’m not one to go on stage.”
She rolled her eyes, “But I’ll be there” she held your hand, pulling your waist towards her and looking at you with pleading eyes. “Just one concert? Please?”
“Weren’t you supposed to be talking me out of jealousy”
“I thought I did that already.”
Oh my lord.
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After like three hours of deciding between just being part of the meet and greets or stopping them completely and 3 hours of Se-Mi begging you to be part of her concert to at least play an instrument if not sing.
You guys finally made a decision.
Se-Mi would include you at the meet and greets, you would coordinate them and you had rules made with strict guidelines on how close you could be for pictures. Was that toxic? Maybe a little, but Se-Mi went through the rules and thought they were reasonable so no objection there.
And you also decided you would perform for one of her concerts, backing vocals and instrumental because she really wanted you to sing at least a little.
Were you confident it would go well?
No, not really like at all.
Were you and Se-Mi happy by the end of the conversation?
Yeah, pretty much.
And you were fed, and that’s all that really matters.
Kidding.
Se-Mi sent a text to her manager about all the new things that were discussed between the two of you while you laid on her lap, watching the tv. Before eventually, you guys decided to call it a night.
Lights out.
