read chapter one here if you haven't

pairings: huh yunjin x fem!reader

genre: enemies to lovers loll

A/N: y/n is gonna be annoying for the first couple chapters i cant even lie

If there's one thing no one tells you about becoming an idol, it's how small the world gets. How everyone knows everyone. 

How one day, you're dancing in your bedroom and the next, you're sharing a waiting room with the one person who ruined your teenage years and pretends not to know it like it's a casual Friday. 

My group and Le Sserafim were scheduled for the same variety shoot today after our debut performance—something casual and fast for HYBE's YouTube channel.  Something quick to help introduce us as a group for the fans. Just games, light interviews, and team interactions. The kind of thing fans love and go crazy for.

The kind of thing I was dreading. The kind of thing that is going to make me go crazy.

The staff had split us into mixed teams for a "friendly bonding segment." Of course they did. And of course I end up on the same team as her because why not

She's sitting across from me now, cross-legged on the floor of the set, joking with who I assume is Kazuha while lightly tossing a toy microphone between her hands. Like this is just another schedule. Like I'm just another face.

Not the one who used to hold her secrets. Not the one she left behind. Here I go again with the reminiscing. Reminiscing the past she obviously doesn't give a shit about. Excuse my language. It's just so surreal, watching her and being this up close to her again. Same voice, same laugh—just deeper now, polished by years of training and cameras and everything I wasn't part of. Everything she didn't want me apart of. 

She doesn't look at me, but I feel it every time her eyes skim past, every time our knees almost touch when we're asked to scoot closer for framing.

"Can you sit a little more to the left, Y/N?" a staff member asks.

I shuffle over, barely brushing Yunjin's side. She doesn't flinch. Doesn't move. Just stays perfectly still.

God, she really doesn't remember does she? Is 7 years long enough to forget your former best friend? 

"Action!"

The shoot starts. We play some dumb word games, take turns answering questions about each other's members. Sophia's laughing next to me, trying to guess Manon's favorite drink. The camera's on us, and I smile when I'm supposed to. Nod. Laugh.

I'm not really there.

The producer asks a question: "What kind of friend are you in the group?"

I answer automatically, "The quiet one until I'm not."

"So true Y/n doesn't know how to shut up sometimes." Lara says laughing as my other members agree and laugh as well.

The producer smiles and turns to Yunjin. She tenses up but still answers. Her answer is different than what I remember her being back then. "I think I'm the one who hypes everyone up," she says, her smile easy. "But also, I like listening. I remember a lot of little things about people."

I freeze and try to hold back my eyes from rolling to the back of my head. 

Do you? I have to hold myself back from saying this out loud. 

How can she even say that? Remember the little things? Does she even remember me?

 Laughter erupts around me at some joke I didn't hear. I was too busy cursing Yunjin in my head. I muster up a laugh trying my best to fit into the moment. I feel eyes on my as I laugh. I glance sideways. She's looking at me now—just briefly. But this time, it's different. Her expression flickers. A pause. Like she's trying to place something. And for a moment, the air between us tightens. Then she looks away. Of all things, does she remember my laugh?

I stare down at my lap, nails digging into my palm to control myself from bursting out. I can't tell what's worse—if she genuinely forgot about me or if she didn't and is just pretending.

Either way, it absolutely pains my soul. 

After the shoot, I head toward the hallway to grab my bag when I hear footsteps behind me.

"Hey."

Her voice.

I stop. Turn slowly.

She's standing a few feet back, still in full stage makeup, but quieter now. More real.

"I—" she starts, then hesitates. "You look really familiar. Did we..."

I force a smile. Cold. Controlled.

"No," I lie. "You don't know me."

And I walk away before she can say anything else. 

"Wow harsh as fuck." Lara says walking beside me, a grin plastered on her face. 

I don't respond, trying to change the subject.

"We barely met the girl why so rude?" She asks again nudging me.

I shrug. "It's nothing really. I didn't mean to sound rude." Yes I did.

Lara raises an eyebrow but doesn't question it. "Okay. But can I at least know if you're good? You've been kinda.. well I don't wanna pry but you've been intense since this morning. I know we just debuted today and all but you were chill until Le Sserafim walked in."

I pause.

"I'm fine, just didn't expect to see our seniors so soon."

She nods, accepting the half-truth.

"Yeah, makes sense," she says. "I had to talk myself out of puking twice before we went on. But hey—we killed it, right?"

"Yea," I say with a smile. "We did."

"Oh, and by the way," she adds with a smirk, "when we get to the dorm, you better tell me all the drama with Yunjin."

I freeze slightly.

A/n: For the sake of the story Le Sserafim and KATSEYE never met during Dream Academy,

n e wayz I hope you enjoy!!!

~

Present Day

You never expect to see someone you know while being in another country.  I knew eventually I'd see her again but not like this. Not during something so important.

The backstage hallway at Music Bank is loud, narrow, and packed with people rushing around with clipboards and headsets. My group, KATSEYE, is minutes away from our debut stage, and I should be soaking up every second of it. But all I can feel is the weight in my chest.

Because she's here.

Huh Yunjin. From LE SSERAFIM. From my past.

It's been years, but I know her smile and laugh from anywhere. Her hair's longer now, her voice a bit deeper, her presence still magnetic as always. But it's her. I'd memorized that face when we were twelve, whispering dreams of performing on stages like this. Back when she still went by Jennifer.

Before everything changed.

Before she got popular. Before she stopped talking to me. Before she disappeared.

She never told me she was leaving, well not like she even talked to me anymore at that point in our lives. I found out like everyone else in our school—watching Produce 48 on my laptop, stunned as her face lit up the screen. No warning. No goodbye. Just... gone.

I should've let it go. I tried to. But I tend to hold grudges.

And here she is, a few feet away, laughing with her members like the past never existed. Like, I never existed.

I think I'm staring for too long, when her eyes glance over me and we make eye contact for a split second before she goes back to her members.

There was no shock on her face. No smile. Not even a second look.

She doesn't recognize me.

"Le Sserafim's here already?" Lara, one of the girls in KATSEYE says behind me. "Oh my god, Yunjin's so pretty in person." says Megan.

I roll my eyes. She's not that pretty.

"Y/N," Sophia, our groups leader nudges, "you okay?"

I force a smile. "Yeah. Just a bit nervous."

Not a complete lie but also not the complete truth. I've trained for this moment for years. But now I'm standing on the edge of my dream with a grudge tighter than my ponytail, watching the girl who shattered everything act like we're total strangers.

Maybe we are now.

But I remember.

Flashback – Age 14, New York

I waited for her at our lunch table for two weeks straight. She stopped showing up. One day, she walked past me in the hallway and laughed with a crowd I didn't belong to. I stared at her. She didn't look back.

Present

"KATSEYE!" the stage director calls. "You're up next."

I take a breath and grab my mic pack.

This is my debut. My moment. Not hers.

And yet, as I walk toward the stage lights, I still feel her shadow lingering.

She doesn't remember me. But I never forgot her. Not once.

How could I? 

Summary: Being famous is hard. Dating is hard. Two superstars try to make their relationship work in their drama-filled lives. Can they do it?

Huh Yunjin x Fem!Reader

~multiple chapters

Y/n Pov

Los Angeles, California, U.S.A

Chapter Three

I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Yunjin comes back to LA tonight. Scary. After reading the article about her and Karina yesterday I'm not sure how to feel. I know nothing happened between them but still, it hurt seeing the girl I love with the girl that ruined me for a while.

Huh Yunjin x Reader

Summary: Being famous is hard. Dating is hard. Two superstars try to make their relationship work in their drama-filled lives. Can they do it?

~Multiple chapters

Chapter Two

Huh Yunjin x Reader

Summary: Being famous is hard. Dating is hard. Two superstars try to make their relationship work in their drama-filled lives. Can they do it?

~Multiple chapters

Y/n Pov

Los Angeles, California, U.S.A

Chapter One

stop should i write an imagine about this 🫣

 G!p Le Sserafim Sakura x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Blowjob while driving

Y/n stared at Sakura, admiring her features.

“I can feel you staring Y/n.” Sakura says.

Y/n rolls her eyes. “You just look so hot while driving.”

Sakura's eyes widened in surprise, but a mischievous smile spread across her face. "Oh, really?" she replied, her voice laced with amusement.

“You know if you think I look so hot you should give me head.” Sakura inquired.

“Wow so classy Kkura.” Y/n replies.

“Like you haven’t given me head countless times in this exact car.” Sakura says, eyes still focused on the road.

“Yea but in the backseat and not while you weren’t driving.”

“No way you’re backing down from a challenge.” Sakura says smirking.

“Oh please. We both know it’s a challenge for you not me. No way in hell you can’t focus on driving while I’m giving you head. You can barely sit still.” Y/n says in rebuttal.

“Challenge?”

“You know what fine. I’ll give you head but you need to focus on not crashing.”

“Of course. Safety first.”

As the car continued down the road, Sakura's grip on the steering wheel tightened, and she shifted slightly in her seat, creating a tantalizing tension in the air. Y/n, feeling emboldened by the playful banter, slowly reached over and let her hand rest on Sakura's thigh, tracing light circles with her fingertips.

The atmosphere in the car grew more charged with desire. Sakura's breathing hitched as Y/n's hand inched higher, brushing against the bulge in her pants. Y/n's words had ignited a primal spark within Sakura.

“I’m for sure going to crash.” Sakura says.

With a swift and smooth motion, Sakura parked the car in a secluded spot. She turned to Y/n, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. Without saying a word, Sakura unzipped her pants, revealing her hard cock. The sight sent a jolt of anticipation through Y/n's body.

“This wasn’t part of the challenge.” Y/n says smirking.

“Please I need you so bad right now Y/n.”

Y/n wasted no time, leaning over and taking Sakura's member into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. Sakura let out a low groan, her grip on the steering wheel tightening as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

The car became a haven of lust and desire as Y/n continued her oral ministrations, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony to bring Sakura to the edge of ecstasy. The sound of Sakura's moans mingled with the soft hum of the engine as Y/n skillfully pleasured her.

The world outside the car faded away as Y/n focused on giving Sakura the utmost pleasure. Sakura's breathing grew erratic, her hips subtly shifting in response to Y/n's expert movements. It didn't take long before Sakura reached her climax, her body trembling with release.

Y/n swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of Sakura's pleasure. She pulled away, a satisfied smile gracing her lips. Sakura, still catching her breath, looked at Y/n with a mixture of surprise and delight.

“You lost the challenge by the way since you parked.” Y/n says wiping her mouth.

Sakura, still catching her breath, looked at Y/n with a mixture of surprise and delight.

G!p Huh Yunjin x Fem!Reader

Smut: blowjob

But then, life happened. Y/n had to move away to another city because of her family's job, and Yunjin stayed behind. They promised to keep in touch, but as time passed, their communication became less frequent, and eventually, they lost touch.

Months turned into years, and Y/n and Yunjin grew up, living their own lives and pursuing their own dreams. They both moved on, but deep down, they still missed each other.

One day, Y/n found herself back in her hometown for a family event. As she was driving around, she saw Yunjin walking on the sidewalk. At first, Y/n wasn't sure if it was really her, but as she got closer, she realized it was.

They locked eyes, and everything around them disappeared. It was as if they were the only two people in the world. They ran to each other and hugged, both of them feeling the same emotions they had felt years ago when they were still close.

They spent the entire day together, catching up on everything that had happened in their lives since they had last seen each other. They laughed, reminisced, and made plans to hang out again soon.

As the day turned into night, Y/n and Yunjin found themselves sitting on the couch in Yunjin's apartment. They were both feeling a bit nostalgic, and their conversation had turned to old times and their shared memories.

Yunjin was wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and sweatpants, and Y/n couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she looked. She had always been beautiful, but something about her had changed. Maybe it was the way she carried herself, or the way she smiled, but Y/n felt like she was seeing Yunjin for the first time.

Without thinking, Y/n leaned in and kissed Yunjin. It was a soft, tender kiss, but it was enough to make Yunjin gasp. Y/n pulled back and looked at Yunjin, her heart racing.

"I'm sorry," Y/n said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I shouldn't have done that."

Yunjin shook her head, her eyes dark with desire. "No, it's okay," she said, leaning in for another kiss.

This time, the kiss was more passionate, more urgent. Y/n felt herself getting lost in the moment, and before she knew it, she was straddling Yunjin's lap, grinding against her.

Yunjin moaned, and Y/n felt a warm wetness seeping through Yunjin's pants. She pulled back, looking at Yunjin in surprise.

"Did you just cum?" Y/n asked, smirking.

"Shut up," Yunjin said, looking shyly away. Y/n giggled at Yunjin. Y/n looked down to see that Yunjin was still hard.

Y/n smiled and got on her knees, looking up at Yunjin. "Lemme help you with that, Yunjin," she said, her voice husky with desire.

Yunjin nodded, and Y/n leaned in, pulling down Yunjin's pants and revealing her hard cock.

As Y/n took Yunjin's cock in her mouth, she felt it throb and twitch with excitement. She ran her tongue along the length of it, flicking over the tip and tasting the pre-cum that had already started to leak out.

Yunjin moaned softly, her fingers threading through Y/n's hair as she watched Y/n give her pleasure. The feel of her mouth on her cock sending shivers of ecstasy through her body.

Y/n sucked Yunjin's cock eagerly, taking it deep into her mouth and massaging it with her tongue. She could feel Yunjin getting close, the head of her cock swelling in her mouth as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

Suddenly, Yunjin let out a cry, her body shaking with pleasure as she came hard in Y/n's mouth. Y/n swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of Yunjin's cum as she pulled away from her lover.

Yunjin moaned, her fingers tangling in Y/n's hair as she rode out her orgasm. Y/n swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of Yunjin's cum.

Kazuha Nakamura x Fem!Reader

Non!Idol Au , Teen Angst👹

“Y/n!” A familiar voice called

Y/n turned around facing the sound. Behind her in the schools hallway stood her brother Yeonjun, panting slightly as he had to run to catch up to Y/n.

"What?" She questioned. Y/n was on her way to soccer practice. She couldn't afford to be late since she was the captain of the team. (Her coach was also a huge asshole.)

"You won't believe who's back." He replied, finally catching his breath.

Y/n stood in annoyance. Guess who's back? What ex of Yeonjun’s came back to him now? And why did she have to know?

"I don't have time for another one of your manwhore stories Yeonjun." Y/n said rolling her eyes, quickly turning around and continued walking down the hallway.

"No not one of my exes. One of yours." Yeonjun called out.

Y/n stopped walking abruptly.

The day she dreaded the most had finally came.

Kazuha? Kazuha Nakamura?

Y/n could never forget that name. How could she? That name destroyed her entire well being.

"Kazuha? My Kazuha?" She questioned. Y/n hoped it wasn't that Kazuha who was back. She really did.

Yeonjun looked at Y/n worryingly and nodded. Yeonjun knew everything about what Kazuha did to Y/n. The whole school knew too.

Y/n began to stare off into space. Her breathed hitched. This couldn't be happening. It made no sense. Kazuha was supposed to be in Korea for the duration of senior year.

~

Y/n's mind was all over the place during soccer practice. She couldn't focus on the game or what her coach was shouting at her. All she could think about was Kazuha being back. The thought of facing her again after what happened made her feel sick.

After practice ended, Y/n headed straight to the locker room to change. She wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. As she was packing her bag, she heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, Y/n?" It was one of her teammates. "Are you okay? You seemed distracted during practice."

Y/n shook her head, "No, I'm fine. Just have a lot on my mind."

"Is it about Kazuha being back?" Her teammate asked gently.

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know?"

"Word travels fast around here," her teammate said with a shrug. "Look, if you need anything, just let me know, okay?"

“Yea thanks.” Y/n replied.

As Y/n left the locker room, she couldn't help but wonder how many people knew about Kazuha being back. She had a feeling it was more than just her teammates.

That’s when it hit Y/n. Her dad. He had to know.

Y/n's heart was pounding as she made her way to the her dad’s office. As soon as she arrived, she knocked on the door and entered without waiting for a response.

To her surprise, her dad, who was also the school principal, was sitting at his desk looking at some papers. He looked up when he saw Y/n and smiled.

"Hey kiddo, what's up?" he asked.

Y/n took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down before speaking. "Dad, do you know about Kazuha being back?" she asked.

Her dad's smile faded, and he leaned back in his chair. "Yes of course I do. She's enrolled in our school again," he said, watching Y/n's reaction carefully.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Y/n's voice rose in frustration.

"I didn’t know how to say it," her dad said, standing up from his desk and walking over to her. "I'm sorry if I should have told you sooner. But Y/n, you have to understand that Kazuha has the right to come back to school, and I couldn't stop her."

“This is a private school. You had a choice.”

“Kazuha is a star in our ballet program. I couldn’t reject her from trying to come back not when she provides so many awards to our school.”

“Are awards more important than your own daughters feelings. You know what she did.”

“Sweetie I’m sorry but she’s back and there’s nothing that can change about it. But one thing you should know is we’re having welcome back assembly for her tomorrow.”

“Are you serious? She doesn’t deserve all that.” Y/n says.

“There’s not much I can do it’s already planned.” He replies.

"But Dad, what about me?" she pleaded. "How do you think I feel about this? I have to welcome her back and act nothing happened. I have to see every day now.”

“Not everything’s about you Y/n.” Her dad says.

Y/n was taken aback by her father's response. She couldn't believe he was being so dismissive of her feelings.

"Dad, I know not everything is about me, but this is about me. Kazuha hurt me, and now I have to see her every day at school. It's not fair."

"I understand that, Y/n," her father said, his tone softening a bit. "But you're going to have to find a way to deal with it. I can't change the fact that Kazuha is back at school, and neither can you. The best thing you can do is try to move on and focus on your own life."

Y/n felt a surge of anger rise up in her. How could her father be so insensitive? Didn't he understand how much Kazuha's betrayal had hurt her?

"Fine," she said, her voice shaking with emotion.

With that, she turned and stormed out of her dad’s office.

~

The next day was the welcome back assembly for Kazuha. Y/n felt sick to her stomach as she walked into the auditorium and saw the room filled with students, teachers, and parents. The air was buzzing with excitement, and people were already talking about Kazuha's return.

Y/n stood by the gym doors with her arms crossed. She could hear people around her murmuring and whispering about her.

"It's great to be back here at Bishop Prep. I've missed some of you," Kazuha said, scanning the crowd for a particular person. "I know that my return may have been a surprise to some of you, but I want to assure you that I'm here to continue pursuing my passion for ballet and learning."

A few students in the audience whispered to each other, and Y/n could see the disapproving looks on their faces.

"I know that there have been some misunderstandings in the past, but I hope that we can move forward and work together to make this school even better," Kazuha continued, her voice steady, eyes landing on Y/n standing by the gym doors.

“Why is she acting like she’s running for president?” Y/n mumbled to herself.

"But most importantly," Kazuha added, her gaze finally finding Y/n, "I want to apologize to anyone who may have been affected by my actions. I know that I made some mistakes, and I'm truly sorry for the hurt and pain that I caused by leaving so abruptly.”

Y/n couldn't stand being in the same room as her anymore. She quickly exited the gym.

After hearing Kazuha's speech, Y/n went to hide at the Girls’ soccer team gym. She needed some time alone to process everything that had happened and to figure out how she truly felt about Kazuha's being back and the apology she made in front of the whole school.

As Y/n walked into the gym, she was relieved to find it empty. She made her way over to the bleachers and sat down, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.

Lost in her thoughts, Y/n didn't hear the sound of the door opening. It wasn't until Kazuha spoke that she realized she wasn't alone.

“Figured I’d find you here.” Kazuha said softly, taking a seat next to Y/n on the bleachers.

Y/n hesitated, unsure if she was ready to talk to Kazuha just yet.

“Silent treatment. I deserve it.” Kazuha says chuckling.

Y/n stayed silent still. Kazuha took a deep breath. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I know that doesn't change anything, but I want you to know that I truly regret how I treated you."

“You left without telling me. You didn’t even break up with before you were posting yourself kissing other girls.”

Kazuha looks down, shame and regret evident on her face. "I know, Y/n. I messed up.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving?I know how much you love ballet. You could’ve told me you were going to Korea. You left for a year Kazuha. You wouldn’t answer my texts or calls. The only time I ever heard from you was when you posted that stupid picture of you kissing that bitch.”

Kazuha looked down, feeling the weight of Y/n's words. "I know, and I'm sorry," she said softly. "Leaving was a last-minute decision, and I didn't want to burden you with it. I was afraid that if I told you, you would try to stop me from pursuing my dreams."

Y/n shook her head in disbelief. "What the fuck? You know damn well I would never stop you from pursing your dreams. You’re my- you were my girlfriend, Kazuha. You should have at least told me. And what about the picture? Did you think about how that would make me feel?" Y/n let’s out.

Kazuha looked up, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I was in a bad place, Y/n. I didn't know how to handle the pressure and the stress of being away from home. Being away from you. That girl meant nothing to me, but I wanted to feel something, anything, to distract me from how much I missed you."

Y/n sighed.

"I don't know, Kazuha," Y/n said. "I need some time to think about everything. But for now, I just need some space."

Kazuha nodded, looking sad but understanding. "I get it. Take all the time you need. Just know that I'm here for you whenever you're ready."

G!p Lisa Manoban x Fem!Reader

Warnings: G!p, Smut

Y/n had been missing Lisa terribly since she left for tour, but she knew that it was all part of the lifestyle that came with being a famous musician. So when her phone buzzed with a new message from Lisa, she couldn't help but feel a little bit excited.

Opening the message, Y/n was greeted with a short video clip of Lisa, her hand wrapped around her cock as she stroked it slowly. Even through the screen, Y/n could see the intense pleasure etched on Lisa's face, and it made her own arousal flare up in response.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but touch herself as she continued to watch the video, imagining that it was her hand wrapped around Lisa's cock instead. The thought of being there with her, feeling Lisa's body pressed against hers, was almost too much to bear.

As the video ended, Lisa sent another message. "Wish you were here with me, Y/n," it read.

Y/n quickly typed back a response, her fingers flying across the screen. "Me too, Lisa. I wish I could feel you in my mouth."

Without waiting for a response, Y/n sent a video of herself fingering her wet pussy, imagining that it was Lisa's cock she was touching instead. She couldn't wait to see Lisa's reaction, and to feel her body pressed against hers once again.

A few moments later, Y/n received another message from Lisa, this time with a video attached. Y/n's heart raced as she clicked on the video, and her eyes widened as she saw Lisa's naked body, her cock standing at full attention as she stroked it with one hand while playing with her perky breasts with the other.

Y/n bit her lip as she watched Lisa, feeling her own arousal growing with each passing second. She couldn't help but touch herself as she watched, her fingers moving in time with Lisa's strokes.

As Lisa's moans grew louder and more urgent, Y/n felt her own orgasm building inside of her. She was so close, and she knew that Lisa was too. With a final cry of pleasure, Y/n came hard, her body shaking with the force of her release.

After a few moments, Y/n composed herself and typed out a message to Lisa. "That was amazing," she wrote. "I can't wait until we can be together again."

Huh Yunjin x Fem!Reader

Tw: Smut

As the Le Sserafim members walked into the room, they were all caught off guard by the sight before them. Yunjin was on top of Y/n, their bodies pressed together as they kissed passionately. Sakura, Kazuha, Eunchae, and Chaewon all froze in shock, staring wide-eyed at the couple.

The silence was thick with tension and awkwardness as Yunjin and Y/n finally pulled away from each other, realizing they had been caught. Yunjin blushes and quickly gets off Y/n, pulling her into a sitting position on the couch. Y/n's face is also bright red as she tried to regain her composure.

"Uh, hi guys," Y/n says, her voice shaky.

The Le Sserafim members all laugh, teasing the couple about their position on the couch.

“Looks like Yunjin’s got some moves,” Sakura jokes.

“Hey, I’m versatile,” Yunjin replies with a grin.

Eunchae smirks. “And Y/n’s definitely a bottom.

“How do you know what that is Eunchae?” Chaewon asks concerned. Eunchae shrugs and points at Y/n.

Y/n blushes and covers her face with her hands, while Yunjin laughs.

Kazuha chimes in, "I can't believe you guys are doing this in our living room. At least take it to your own bedroom next time."

Yunjin grins mischievously, "Maybe we will."

Y/n can't believe how shameless Yunjin is being right now. She tries to protest, but the words die in her throat as Yunjin leans down and kisses her passionately.

Sakura clears her throat, "Alright, alright, we get it. You two can't keep your hands off each other. But can we at least eat dinner first before you start making out on the dining table next?"

“The dining table does sound like a good idea.” Yunjin says.

“No!” Everyone except Yunjin shouts.

Yunjin puts her hands up.

“It was just a suggestion.” She says rolling her eyes pulling Y/n into her lap. Y/n can feel her cheeks burning as she looks around at the other members.

"We were just having some fun," Yunjin says.

"Uh huh, bet you were," Sakura says with a laugh. "Just make sure you keep it PG in public, okay? We don't want to cause a scandal Yunjin.” Chaewon adds.

“You should say that to Y/n and not me. She’s the one who can’t keep her hands off me.” Yunjin says smirking.

It takes a moment for the other members to process what Yunjin said, but once they do, they burst out laughing.

"I knew it!" Sakura exclaims. "Y/n, you sly dog."

Y/n blushes and looks away, feeling embarrassed but also pleased that Yunjin was so bold about their relationship. Yunjin noticed the way Y/n's body tensed at the teasing and how her cheeks were flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. Yunjin couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness over Y/n, knowing that she was the one causing those reactions in her.

As the teasing continued, Yunjin leaned down to whisper in Y/n's ear, "Do you like this, baby? Being teased in front of everyone?"

Y/n's breath hitched at the words, and she couldn't deny the way it was turning her on. She nodded, feeling her body respond to Yunjin's touch.

Yunjin smirked, knowing she had Y/n right where she wanted her.

Sakura turned to the other members and said, "I think we should give these two some privacy. Don't you think?"

"I think it's time we take this to the bedroom," Yunjin said, her voice low and husky.

Y/n nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of being alone with Yunjin. As they got up to leave, the other members continued to tease, but Yunjin and Y/n were lost in their own world, their minds focused on each other and the pleasure they knew they were about to experience.

As they made their way to the bedroom, Yunjin couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction that she had Y/n all to herself.

As soon as they were behind closed doors, Yunjin pushed Y/n against the wall, their bodies pressed together as she kissed her deeply. Y/n moaned into the kiss, her hands running over Yunjin's back as she felt a wave of desire wash over her.

Yunjin broke the kiss to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down Y/n's neck, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive skin until Y/n was panting and begging for more. Yunjin grinned against her skin, loving the way she could make Y/n feel with just her touch.

They quickly shed their clothes, desperate to feel each other's skin against their own. Yunjin pressed Y/n down onto the bed, her body covering hers as she trailed kisses down her chest and stomach.

Y/n writhed beneath her, moaning and begging for more, and Yunjin was more than happy to oblige. She used her mouth and hands to drive Y/n wild, taking her to the brink of pleasure before pulling back and teasing her again.

Yunjin relished in the control she had over Y/n's body, loving the way she could make her tremble and writhe with just a touch or a kiss. She continued to tease and tantalize, building up the tension until Y/n was practically begging for release.

Finally, Yunjin relented and gave Y/n what she wanted, using her skilled fingers and mouth to bring her to a powerful climax. Y/n cried out in pleasure, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

As she came down from her high, Y/n gazed up at Yunjin with a look of pure adoration. Yunjin smiled down at her, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction knowing she had brought Y/n so much pleasure.

"God, Yunjin," Y/n breathed. "You're amazing."

Yunjin leaned down and captured Y/n's lips in a sweet kiss, pouring all of her love and affection into it. As they broke apart, Yunjin whispered in Y/n's ear, "I love you."

“I love you more.” Y/n says.

~

“They’re so loud.” Chaewon says shaking her head.

“They’re? You mean Y/n.” Kazuha replied laughing.