Study Break

ੈ♡ njz ˳·˖✶

𝜗𝜚 kim minji ᡣ . ٜ̥ .𑁩

maybe aquariums aren't so bad after all

bad things come at midnight

the moment between us

you got the lucky dog!🍀

winter wonders

𐙚 pham hanni ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა

ice cream!

°｡ 𝒟anielle marsh . ૮ ♡ﻌ♡ა

ﾟ ˖  ꕀ 𓂂  ⠀kɑng haerin ᓚ(^. .^)

bad things come at midnight

✶ . ࣪ ׅ 'lee hyein ₍ᐢ.⑅.ᐢ₎

tease me, mommy

pairings: stepmom!aeri x virgin!yn

warnings: oh shit i forgor, choking, fingering, face sitting, a lil bit of scissoring, cum eating?, LOTS of nipple play, also this counts as stepcest right lmk if there’s more, excessive use of sweetie i believe :|

a/n: woohoo your favorite writer is back! i swear this took me a while to finish because life has not been good to me😭 but i’m okay now :) btw 'i’m so bad at synopsis so no more synopsis. hope y’all enjoy!

”what?!” you stormed into aeri’s study after she called (yelled) out your name a couple of times. you had been sorting through your father’s belongings, something that should’ve been his responsibility, but of course, he was too busy. the room wasn’t very big, only half the size of your father’s office, yet aeri seemed perfectly at home behind the sleek mahogany desk, going through stacks of legal documents.

aeri had married your father two years ago, and though people whispered about her being a gold digger, you knew better. she didn’t need his money—she already had plenty of her own. what she wanted was status, influence, the kind of power that came with having your father’s last name. it wasn’t love, but an arrangement that worked for them both: your father got a beautiful, young wife to parade around at charity galas, and aeri got a seat at the table of one of the most influential business families in the country.

”i need you to sign here for your shares in the company, sweetie.” that smile again, that sweet-but-poisonous smile. ”your dad finally decided to hand them over, and i must say, i’m a little jealous of how much power you’ll have now.”

wow. she was right—it was a lot. more than you expected. aeri handed you her pen, but you took one out from your right pocket instead.

”i have my own,” she chuckled lightly as you leaned against her desk, steadying the paper to sign. ”there.” you didn’t hate her presence openly, but aeri always found ways to annoy you—like now, sitting herself on your lap the second you put your pen back on your shirt pocket.

”aeri, get off me.” you said, voice low.

”what? don't like sharing space with your stepmom? you know your dad’s leaving on a business trip right?” she teased, plucking your pen out of your pocket and slipping it down her cleavage with a smirk.

you tried not to stare.

this wasn’t the first time she pulled shit like this. ever since your 19th birthday, her teasing had only gotten worse. it didn’t help that you were only seven years apart in age. did she marry your dad for you or what? you wondered oftentimes.

”aeri... give it back...” you divert your gaze somewhere else, her nightgown slightly ajar. but she’s persistent, putting her thumb on your lips and letting her hand cup your cheek, pulling your face to the front.

”what’s wrong, sweetie? can’t take it by yourself?” her voice dropped an octave, you got up the courage to look at her. lips crimson, eyelashes curled, cheeks pink. you noticed a bead of sweat on her forehead, under her bangs.

”don’t fucking play with me aeri, i got a class in thirty minutes.” you get up, lifting aeri and putting her down on her desk before getting your head yanked to the back. ”what the fuck!?”

aeri’s grip on your hair tightens, her hands proceed to roam under your shirt as she pulls you closer. you can feel her hot breath on your nape, teasing you more than ever. she presses her boobs against your back, sending a jolt through your body.

”you’re so easy to tease, sweetheart.” she let go of her grip on your hair, moving that hand to circle your waist, and holding you still against the desk.

”you think i don’t see how badly you want me? the last time we all had dinner you were basically eye-fucking me, honey.” her hands got braver, playing with your bra strap and taking forever to unclip the hook. fuck, you don’t want to admit that you want this but your body reacts to every single of aeri’s touch.

”ooh, a sensitive girl i see...” she unhooked your bra (finally), quickly taking it off along with your shirt. her palm hovers just a few milimeters above your hardened nipples, the anticipation made you whimper.

”plea- don’t fucking do that aeri.” ”not gonna touch you until you say please.” she retreats her hand from your boobs, taking a step back and slowly made her way to the door, locking it. you stand still, staring with your mouth agape—you didn’t realize—as aeri slowly took off her night robe and put it on a coat hanger across the room. and oh my god, it’s as if aeri knew what is about to happen because she’s wearing a satin, lacy lingerie. you can see her panties as the satin part of the dress parted at the front when aeri walked to the sofa that was just beside the coat hanger, sitting with her legs crossed.

”come here.” you never let someone command you ever but somehow you obliged, wondering what would she do to you next. your legs faltered towards her, as you stand in front of her awkwardly—don’t know what to do.

aeri’s smirk grew wider before she grabs your wrist, guiding you to sit on lap. ”you must be cold, look at your nipples...” oh, it’s all hard and sensitive. you bit your lower lip as aeri fixes her glasses, then puts her middle and index finger inside your mouth. you instinctively suck it as aeri plays with your nipples. the tingling sensastion makes you whimper, hips jerking for friction.

”look at you, all cute and obedient for me.” you want to deny, but aeri's hand that started to creep up your inner thighs leaves you silent. after all, your blushing face was enough for confirmation. aeri chuckled softly, wanting to do a ’little experiment.’ she picks you up and lays you down on the coffee table by the window, you could clearly see the gardener adding some fertilizer to your mother's flower pots. while you were trying to distract yourself, aeri slowly pulled down your shorts and threw them across the room.

”relax pretty.” your breath hitched as aeri moves closer into your core and begins kissing your inner thighs while playing with your increasingly aroused nipples, slowly, her kisses turn into tiny licks. her mouth begins to tease your leaking cunt, thumbs stroking your sensitive bud gently. your legs tremble, feeling aeri’s finger on your entrance.

”may i teach you how good this could feel cutie?” she lift her face from between your thighs, lips ghosting over your heated skin as her teeth teasingly tugs at the hem of your panties. your breath hitches, too embarassed to meet her gaze, but you still nods—heart pounding with anticipation.

”hey, look at me.” aeri crawls up to meet your face—eyebrows furrowed, eyes watery from the pleasure, lips swollen from how much you bit it to hold in your moans. that’s when aeri knows, she gazed at you intently, her smile slowly widening as her awareness grew. her hand reached out, touching your face, which burned beneath her fingers.

“oh my gosh, sweetheart. you are a virgin.” you could only let out a soft whimper, her voice dropping an octave, something thrilling in the way she spoke. her thumb brushed against your flushed lips, then trailed down to your chin, holding it in place so you’d keep looking at her. “no one’s ever touched you here, huh?” she asked, though her tone sounded more like a statement than a question.

you resist answering, but she already knows. the expression on your face, the way your body trembles under her touch—are all enough for an explanation. aeri let out a small sigh, like she’s holding herself back. her hand goes down further until it touches your chest, she squeezes, fondles, and pinches your tits while still keeping her eyes on you. this time, her gaze is softer, her touch gentler. you're still trying to hold in your moans when aeri finally breaks the gaze and settles her warm mouth on your nipple.

there is no part of your tits that is missed by the sweep of the aeri tongue, the warm sensation of her mouth mixed with saliva makes you tremble violently, as you hold your body to stay lying on the now entirely messy coffee table. ”emmh... aeri...”

”yes sweet girl?” her eyes gazing full of control, you can now clearly see aeri’s face-a little sweaty, and a little tense. her makeup becomes a little messy, but her face still unexplainably pretty.

”i-it feels so good...” you manage to let out, holding onto the sides of the table. ”i know,” aeri starts tracing your neck and leaves some marks while stroking the mound in the middle of your legs, ”and it's about to get better.”

aeri shifts her position, she kneels in front of you and positioning her hands on your legs to keep them apart. she makes the first lick along your slit, long and slow to make sure you feel it. you let out a long whine as your back arches from the sensation, eyes shut, and lower lip bitten. you throws your head head back, and aeri starts to raise her speed.

your arousal drips down into aeri’s mouth and overflows until it drips onto the table, aeri hums—chuckle—the vibration from the hum makes it feel even better. she decided to stick her tongue inside your cunt when she thinks you’re unable to control your moans anymore. you’re getting more desperate, and aeri struggles to keep your hips stay still because you keep wriggling it for more friction.

”you like it?” she asks, even though she knows for sure you love it, you let out another lustrous moan as an answer. aeri smirks and gets up, the excess arousal flows down her chin. she gather some on her fingers, ”woah, you’re really... aroused. you know?” she licks it off clean shamelessly and moves closer towards you.

”come sit back up.” she grabs your jaw gently and crashes your lips together, you voluntarily open your mouth for aeri to slip her tongue inside your mouth and lets you savour your own taste. she hums in satisfaction as she let go of her grip and puts her palm against your nape, pushing you forward to deepen the kiss. the kiss gets more desperate, sloppy, and rough as aeri lets you take control of the kiss. actually, you didn't hate her that much, you were mostly jealous, but it feels like those feelings just dissipate into thin air right now, otherwise why would you let yourself be all submissive under your stepmother’s touch?

slowly, without letting go of the kiss, aeri starts to lower her hands down, one hand settling on your left breast, the other on the mound between your legs.

”you’re so wet...” she hissed in between kisses, toying with your bundle of nerves. letting go of the kiss—you unconsciously follows her mouth—she hugs you. confused and dazzled from the stimulation on your clit, you just follow her lead.

”do you ever pleasure yourself?” aeri whispers, her breathing heavily against your ear. being the nerdy loser virgin you are, you answer, ”of course, i had some experiments, but i never really-” aeri's laughter cut you off mid-sentence.

”let me rephrase the question. do you ever have sex?” you pushed aeri back and shriek.

”what? no! i will never let anyone touch me, ever!” ”yet here you are, reacting at every of my touch,” aeri lets out a giggle, ”but seriously? a freshman like you? the senior used to always went out for cute freshmens like you, y’know?” aeri teasingly asks.

”no, fuck, my class.” suddenly, you were snapped back into reality. what the fuck are you doing right now? shit, your embarassment grew when you realize that aeri’s fully clothed while you’re naked. you were about to get your shirt back, but aeri holds down your waist, pushing it back against the table.

”relax sweet girl,” aeri cooed, she grips onto your waist tighter, you’re sure that a red mark would be seen, ”we’re not done.”

”but my class-” ”oh plese, you’re late anyway. besides, pfft, you really think i would let you go so easily after tasting you?” you nod, ”... adorable.” you squeal, feeling more and more aroused as aeri guides you to the brown sofa and push your back so that you can watch her undress. her movements are slow, almost careful, aeri’s hand slowly make its way to the ribbon knot on her shoulder and with a small tug, the fabric that covered her chest drops. aeri bit her lower lip and watches your reaction, clearly amused.

”like what you’re seeing?” aeri let the clothing fell to the floor and walks up to you then positioning your thighs in between her legs, then sat, you can sense clearly when her arousal are starting to spread all over your thighs.

”feel it baby? feel my cunt on your thigh? see how much i want you too?” aeri went for your ear, licking and biting while simultaneously grazing her hard nipples on your chest.

”ah... hnggh...” you hold both of her shoulders, attempting to push her back, but she only smirks, unfazed by your weak resistance.

”hmm... needy, aren't we?” she teases, sitting back on your thigh and starting to move her hips back and forth. she guides your hand to rest on her hip, placing the other on her chest with a deliberate touch.

”come on, don't be shy, do whatever you want.” her words ignite something in you, and without hesitation, you start putting into practice the things you’ve seen in porn. you start by playing with her nipples—pinching, caressing, licking, until her pussy is begging for attention too.

”hnggh.. yn... please- here, touch me...” you carefully slide your middle finger inside her, watching her face for any sign of hesitation before adding another one. her hips starts moving again while you’re still trying to find the pace of your fingers. with every touch on her skin, aeri gets more needy and desperate until she decides she couldn’t take it anymore. your fingers aren’t enough.

she pins you down on the carpet and grabs a fistful of your hair gently while positioning her pretty cunt on your mouth, a few of her arousal drops onto your face before she lowers her body to feel your warm tongue lapping her sweet cunt.

”shit- yn, sorry i- haven’t- got fucked- this good....” she immediately moves her hips frantically. you instinctively tease her bud with your left fingers as the right hand massaging her bubble ass, ”mmh, am i doin’ this right?” your mumbles sent out a vibration that made aeri’s body tense up, ”fuck you’re gonna regret letting me taste this sweet cunt of yours aeri.” you can feel that she’s close by the way her walls are clenching around your tongue.

”yes you’re doing so great baby,” your hand that were previously on aeri’s butt lowers down, finding your own pussy soaked, aeri’s movements gets more and more desperate when you hear a loud pornographic moan. afraid that anyone hears it, your first instinct were to grab her neck and kisses her roughly as she rides out her high.

”wait-” as aeri try to catch her breath, you quickly take the advantage to crash your cunts together, grinding it harshly as you feel your high is about to come too.

”fuck aeri please let me use you, ’m sorry, fuckfuckfuck...” it really didn’t take you long to reach your high after tasting aeri’s sweet cunt. you collapse beside her, both of you panting, bodies slick with sweat. aeri's hand finds yours, fingers intertwining as she turns her head to look at you with a lazy, satisfied grin.

”not too bad for a virgin.”

fuck i need minjeong and jimin to fuck this sadness outta me

warnings: age gap, fingering, kisses obvi

a/n: y'all i did not plan this to be this long😭😭 this was meant to be a short thought but ok ig i'll write a full fic later😔

imagine older-sister's-bestfriend!minjeong that secretly keeps an eye on you whenever she comes over. breath hitching everytime you walk into the room with shorts just waaaaay above your thighs, or catching gazes at your exposed stomach when you reach for something on the higher cabinets. so, let's say you're jimin's lil sister, always look presentable, cute, sweet. but hmmm, you might've had a not-so-innocent-imagination, especially minjeong is around. the thought of cotrupting her plays over and over again in your head whenever minjeong's giving you extra attention when the three of you are baking, or when she sleeps over and comes out fresh out of the shower smelling like your scent because she said she likes how you smell.

”excuse me,” in the kitchen, minjeong puts both of her hands on either side of your hips, passing behind you to get something from the cupboard. and ARRRRRRGGGHHHHH same as minjeong, you secretly steals a glance on her toned abs, but quickly back to stirring the cookie dough because jimin catches you staring and is about to tease you.

at last, you two finally meet up without telling jimin-unnie in a secluded cafe outskirts and she is so giggly!!! telling you she had been crushing on you for everrrrrrr, holding your hands and all that sweet shits. she brings you flowers, buys you gifts, cuddles you (in her apartment), kisses you everywhere, so sweet i might get a toothache myself🥺🥺

guess what? jimin-unnie eventually finds out by herself because you two are not being very subtle with the "accidental" touching and glances, and oh my did she become a complete ass about it. literally teasing you to the point you want to shove her mouth with raw cookie dough (you threw flour to her face).

you were the first one who initiated you want more than just holding hands and brief kisses (heh bold), minjeong turns so red you're afraid she might get a fever! but she nodded, fumbling with her fingers and not knowing what to do. you finally asks her to undo her shorts and OH MY GOD HER FACE TURNS TOMATO RED, ”unnie, if you don't want to do it just say it,” you jokingly said to which minjeong replied with shaking her head, ”n-no, i want to do it...”

with minjeong basically-half-naked in front of you, you slowly guides your hand to touch her nape, then kisses her lips slowly but surely before lowering your hand to her waist and the other to cup her breast. she squirms when you squeezes her boob and brushed your thumb over her clothed nipple. unhooking her bra with ease, and pulling it up along with the shirt, minjeong is naked at last.

”unnie, can you spread your legs? it's hard to-” you haven't finished your sentence when she spread her legs abruptly while bringing her arms to cover her face (still red), slowly dipping your fingers after drawing lazy circles on her clit as you simultaniously whisper praises in her ear.

you also call her 'puppy', 'good girl', and various other nicknames but you can feel her cunt clenches around your fingers tighter when you call her 'minjeong' without unnie, ”oh? you like that minjeongie?” her cunt just cleches harder.

that went on for several minutes because minjeong cums all over your fingers soon after you undress and grinds your cunt on her🩷

write or sleep... ( ´_ゝ`)

i miss home (but this is home)

kim minjeong x fem!reader

synopsis: when you step into the house, the smell of your mother’s cooking greets you, as if reminding you of all the memories long buried. but behind your warm smile, there’s a voice in your heart whispering, ‘this isn't the home you wanted.’ even though you’re here, your soul longs for the place you left behind—a place where you felt free and full of hope.

warnings: implied cheating; angst; mention of food; i wrote this in 5 hrs and i’m sleep deprived so it may not make sense at some parts; the story is set in japan (mostly) but i didn’t know much japanese idols so please ignore my character selection🙏; i forgor abt amari at the end.

a/n: i actually proofread this one once yay👍 actually got this idea while listening to NIKI’s split a d reading tbhk comic volume 8. #i'm grindimg yoo🔥🔥🔥 forgot to say that the story is mostly taking place in japan😭

exactly four years ago during winter, after you’d finished your daily task of shoveling snow from the driveway, a silver sedan parked at the house across from yours. that house had been empty for a long time; its last residents were an elderly couple—mr. and mrs. jones. your family had become quite close to them after being neighbors since the day your parents moved into the house. by the time you and your sister were born, they were like a third set of grandparents, often inviting you over to play. unfortunately, they decided to spend their old age in europe when you were nine.

though you were curious about the new residents, you decided not to watch the movers unload boxes—or their child, gleefully carrying their own box—after hearing your mom call you for dinner. only after everyone had gathered—your parents, your older sister karina, and the family’s beloved doberman, amari—did you mention what you saw earlier. “hey, did you know someone moved into grandpa jones’ house?” everyone turned to you in confusion.

“yn, sweetheart, did you forget or were you not listening to what i told you yesterday, huh?” karina playfully pinched your cheek, which you allowed. after a moment of thinking, you slapped your forehead.

“ah! i totally forgot. it’s, uhh, mr. and mrs. jones’ son and daughter-in-law, right? when are we visiting them, dad? i want to give their kid a present!” without waiting for a reply, you said enthusiastically, “oh, they have a kid?” your dad replied in the same cheerful tone.

“yeah, looks to be about my age.”

and that’s how you found yourself in this situation, punching the face of a school bully notorious for picking on new kids—especially the ones who looked timid and helpless.

“wow, wow. looks like someone wants to be a hero…” yunjin, their leader, sneered at you, wiping the blood dripping from her lip. she ordered her twin, yujin, to fight back, but before she could swing, you grabbed the new kid’s wrist and took off running.

after escaping through the school gate—the guard was stupidly asleep—and stopping once you felt safe, you let go of her wrist. you went in search of the nearest convenience store for drinks, and she followed you quietly.

“pick anything you like, it’s on me!” your positive energy seemed to surprise her a little, but she didn’t say much after you both chose drinks and you paid.

“thank you..” she said softly after you both sat down on a swing in the park just a stone’s throw from your house.

“no problem! uh...”

“minjeong. my name’s kim minjeong..” her soft voice spoke again.

“ah! so you’re korean too! i’m yn, kang yn! nice to meet you, minjeong.” you switched to speaking korean, extending your hand. and in that split second, you both somehow knew you’d quickly become inseparable friends.

“don’t go anywhere without me, okay? yunjin’s gang is known to be… well, you saw, right?” you shrugged, making sure minjeong was safely inside her house before heading back home.

“whoa, dropping off your girlfriend, huh?” your nosy sister (who was about to leave for her evening class) teased when you got home.

“no! just a friend. besides, i’m old enough to get mom’s permission to date, right, mom? i’m fifteen this year.” your mom just hummed in agreement.

the next day, as you requested, minjeong waited for you in front of her house to walk to school together. “morning, minjeong!!” you waved your hand energetically with your full energy at the early hour.

at school, you didn’t run into yunjin’s gang; your classes were on completely different floors. they were in class F, while you were in class B—not bad for someone a little lazy. unfortunately, minjeong hadn’t taken her class placement test yet and was temporarily assigned to class F. when you learned this, you were worried to death, but minjeong assured you she’d be fine, so, reluctantly, you let go of her arm—and you swore you heard yunjin’s gang’s mocking laughter.

at lunch, you let your friends know not to wait for you in the cafeteria since you’d brought lunch from home, and then you sprinted to minjeong’s classroom. “minjeong-ah! let’s eat lunch together!” you yelled unashamedly, causing a teacher passing by to jump a little. you both picked a spot under a big tree near the soccer field to have lunch together. “how’s class? did yunjin’s gang bother you?”

“no, i threatened them. told them i’d make them pay if they messed with me. i told them i was actually a taekwondo expert, and they didn’t dare touch me.” you burst out laughing at minjeong’s story, “ha! oh my god! my stomach hurts! they’re so gullible?” wiping tears from your eyes.

and so went your high school days, with minjeong—who quickly became close to your group—you, ningning, and kazuha, though you ended up closer to minjeong because of how close you lived. sleepovers, movie nights, and study sessions filled your evenings—and your sister’s pranks. you didn’t realize it then, but your understanding of home started to change because of the person eating ice cream beside you.

winter passed by quickly, and summer came with all its love stories. minjeong, who was once calm and gentle, began to pick up some of your traits, cheerful and spirited. once again, you found yourself in minjeong’s room.

“got any plans for summer break?” you asked, lying on her bedroom floor while she sat on her bed, playing her nintendo.

“uhuh, spending it with you.” it happened again, your heart rate suddenly spiking, and your face flushing red, “i mean— to, uh… what are you planning to do?” you stopped fanning yourself.

“i dunno, whatever you wanna do, i’m in.”

turns out she wasn’t lying. you decided to help at a local eel farm for harvest season! minjeong, who absolutely hates eels, hesitantly dipped her feet into the muddy pond full of eels, and as soon as one coiled around her ankle, she screamed and fell right in (in the end, you were the only one helping with the harvest, but at least minjeong agreed to forgive you and keep you company under the shade of a tree after you bought her two handfuls of ice cream). with clothes full of mud, you two spend the rest of the day cycling through the entire village—with minjeong being your passanger princess. a few days later, you both visited some high school festivals with food stalls and arcades before attending the big event together with your families—the tanabata star festival.

“are you ready?” your dad's head popped in from the front door. he and your mom were wearing matching yukatas, as was your sister with her girlfriend giselle, and you...

“minjeong!!!” after getting out of your respective cars, you quickly returned to minjeong's side, linking arms with her.

“remember, you need to be back by 9 sharp if you don’t want to walk home alone,” your mom reminded you again.

and so began the great snacking adventure at the stalls with minjeong! you started with classic food, takoyaki. the steaming, round snacks tempted you to eat them, and you devoured them hot. minjeong reached out her hand, and you reflexively spit a round piece of takoyaki into her palm. she tossed it into the nearest trash can and washed her hands three times with soap before you both bought melon soda at the adjacent stall. after that, the tanabata star festival wouldn’t be complete without playing goldfish scooping and shooting games! you successfully got the teddy bear you wanted, but seeing minjeong's disappointed face when she couldn’t win the bunny plush she desired, you decided to trade yours for it.

“what did you write for your wish?” the night grew late, and the fireworks show was about to start. even though it was already 9:30, you and your sister agreed to go home together in your dad's car after your parents were too tired to continue and headed home first. “you better not turn on do not disturb!” your sister shouted before her girlfriend pulled them away for a photo.

“...it's a secret.” minjeong covered her tanzaku paper.

“hey, i gave you my red tanzaku!” ah, there it was; your childish side hadn’t fully faded yet.

“fine, but show me yours too.”

bingo. minjeong wrote, ‘i hope i can always be with yn,’ and you wrote, ‘i hope minjeong can always be with me.’ you quickly exchanged your papers and then laughed awkwardly—at least you got the green light. after hanging your tanzaku on the large bamboo tree, you climbed a hill a bit away from the crowd, spread out a blanket, and laid out the food.

you sat under the starry night sky, enjoying the scattered lantern lights around the festival. minjeong glanced at you, who was busy finishing the takoyaki you had earlier—both of you had agreed to eat while sitting. after a moment, minjeong smiled and began to tell a story.

“you know, yn?” minjeong started, her voice soft, almost like a whisper. “this tanabata festival actually has a really romantic story. it’s about two stars, ori-hime and hiki-boshi… they are a couple living in two different worlds, separated by a great river called ama-no-gawa—which we know as the milky way.”

you paused from putting food in your mouth and looked at minjeong; of course, she knew. your siater’s japanese girlfriend had told her about it at the tanabata star festival three years ago. but you tried to maintain a look of amazement.

“they can only meet once a year, on the night of the tanabata festival,” minjeong continued, gazing at the sky as if searching for the two stars. “that’s why people like to write their wishes on tanzaku, hoping their love can be as strong as ori-hime and hiki-boshi’s. even though they’re separated, they keep looking for each other… they believe that one day in a year is enough to strengthen their love.”

you smiled softly, a bit shy. “that sounds like an unforgettable love story.”

minjeong nodded slowly, then looked at you with a gentle gaze. “yeah… there’s something beautiful about people who are willing to wait, right? they both remain strong and faithful, even though they have to be apart for so long.” minjeong paused for a moment, as if savoring her own words. “maybe true love doesn’t always have to be together every day. sometimes, just waiting for each other and believing that in the end, they will meet again is enough.”

you felt your heart race at minjeong’s words. slowly, you smiled as if you understood the hidden meaning behind the story. you both looked up at the sky again, each with a wish tucked away in your hearts (which were actually the same).

as the moments leading up to the fireworks display drew closer, the atmosphere around you became increasingly tense and filled with anticipation. the sound of people whispering filled the air, while the lanterns flickered in the night breeze. minjeong looked at you with sparkling eyes, as if she wanted to express something that had long been buried.

“yn,” she said softly, her voice almost drowned out by the crowd around. “i… i feel like there’s something more between us. ever since the first time we met, my heart has raced whenever i’m with you.”

a gentle smile formed on your face, your heart beating faster. “i feel it too, minjeong. you make me feel comfortable and happy like never before.”

time seemed to stand still as minjeong leaned closer, the distance between you narrowing. the fireworks began to adorn the night sky, bursting forth in stunning colors. in that magical moment, you locked eyes, ignoring the commotion around you.

“do you want to share our wishes tonight?” minjeong asked, her face trembling with hope and tension.

“of course, i do,” you replied, feeling your heart race with excitement. before you realized it, the fireworks exploded above you, casting bright lights that made the night even more dazzling. amidst the cheers and awe surrounding you, minjeong leaned in and gently touched your face before her lips found yours in a soft, heartfelt kiss. as the fireworks erupted in the sky, their colorful lights created the perfect backdrop for that moment—the moment when two hopeful hearts finally united.

after that night, you officially became the subject of teasing in your household. returning home with slightly messy lip tint, both of you were immediately put on the spot by karina and giselle in the car. “did you just kiss?” checkmate. no one dared to speak, but your flushed cheeks answered their question. your parents of course knew right away because the first rule in the house was: ask for permission if you want to date! and it shouldn’t affect your grades.

but oh, it’s true that summer and seventeen are inconvenient times to fall in love. your dad was reassigned to the us after spending 19 years in japan. three months before your departure back to the us, he finally told you. it was the first major fight.

after hearing the news about your father's move to the us, you feel worry creeping into your heart. mixed emotions fill your mind—happy for newfound love, but also afraid of loss. that night, you decide to talk to your mother in the kitchen, a place that has always felt comfortable for you.

“mom,” you say, your voice soft. “what should i do? we're leaving, and i… i don’t know what will happen with minjeong.”

your mom pauses for a moment, looking at you gently. “honey, i know how you feel. love can be strong, even when separated by distance. i experienced something similar with your father back then.” she reminisces, a nostalgic look filling her eyes. “we had to communicate, trust each other, and do our best to stay connected. love won’t disappear just because of distance.”

her words offer a little relief, but the worry still lingers in your mind. after that conversation, you feel a bit calmer. and surprisingly, minjeong doesn’t even cry when you tell her about the news—or perhaps she’s just accustomed to staying calm in all situations.

the night before your departure, minjeong takes you to your favorite spot, where the night sky is filled with stars. there, she has a little surprise for you.

“yn, i want to give you something,” she says, pulling out a beautifully decorated tanzaku paper. “this is our hope for the future.” you open the paper and read: ‘may we always be together, no matter the distance that separates us.’

your heart races as you see it. “minjeong, this… means so much.”

minjeong then gives you a small bracelet made of colorful threads. “this is a reminder for you, so you know i’m always with you, no matter where we are.”

you both exchange warm hugs, feeling the emotional moment as the stars shine above.

“can we write letters to each other? even though we can also text every day...” you suggest, the idea making you feel more at ease.

“of course,” minjeong replies with a smile. “every month we’ll exchange letters. it’ll be our tradition.”

as you write down your hopes and dreams on the paper, the atmosphere feels full of warmth and love. when the letters are exchanged, you feel the bond between you grow stronger. even though distance will separate you, you believe this love can endure.

but oh, you are wrong again. in the early years, you and minjeong did exchange messages every day, writing to each other every month, but suddenly all that stopped. you both got busy with your respective studies, especially with graduation day approaching. you, studying law, were busy helping to handle cases at the firm where you interned.

time passed, and the messages that once filled your days began to dwindle. at first, you hoped everything would be okay, but without realizing it, distance and busyness gnawed at your relationship. the longing was there, but no words came out. one day, as you returned to the city where you first met during your semester break to visit your sister who continued her studies and lived with her girlfriend there, you decided to visit the famous tanabata festival again. the atmosphere felt nostalgic, reminding you of all the beautiful memories with minjeong. you almost wanted to call her but changed your mind, wanting to surprise her by picking her up on the bicycle you used to ride to the eel farm. even though your relationship over the past two years was unclear, your status was still girlfriends—or at least that’s what you thought, and you hoped to see her (hoping those feelings still existed).

upon arriving at the festival, the lively and festive atmosphere reminded you of the moments with minjeong. you strolled around, observing the lanterns shimmering in the night, hoping to feel her presence. suddenly, your ears caught sound of a familiar chuckle.

minjeong.

she stood near the bamboo tree, surrounded by a crowd, but something was different. as you approached closer, your heart raced. minjeong looked radiant in a beautiful dress, her face is still pretty as ever but the lines of her face have grown to be more... mature.

“i feel like i’ve known you forever! you’re so easy to be around.” she said as she laughed with someone standing beside her, your heart felt a deep ache. it felt like time stopped for a moment as you stared at her. however, as her gaze shifted to the person beside her, you felt something was off. when she reached out for the person’s cheeks, you finally noticed the sparkling ring on her finger. ah, you were too late, it seemed. you’re pretty sure that the tanzaku you and minjeong once wrote were still hanging at the tree because look, you are together right now. how funny, you should’ve been more specific. you turned around with a chuckle, decided to go home and pack for the earliest flight to US. unbeknownst to you, minjeong catch glimpses of you when you were stopping by the kiosks. she made a mental note to visit you after she’s done with her date.

as minjeong and her ‘date’ wrapped up their evening, her thoughts kept drifting back to that glimpse of you she'd caught at the kiosks. she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was left unsaid, unfinished. after parting ways, she decided she couldn’t wait any longer and headed straight to your place.

meanwhile, you’d already started packing (karina was at her girlfriend’s). the memories were overwhelming, and each item you placed in your suitcase felt like a little piece of the life you were leaving behind. just as you zipped up your suitcase, you heard a familiar knock on your door. surprised, you hesitated, debating whether you should ignore it. but then you remembered her smile, the tanzaku you’d both written, and the promises whispered under the stars. with a sigh, you opened the door.

there she stood, slightly out of breath, eyes searching yours. she seemed hesitant, almost as if she was second-guessing herself.

“are you…going somewhere?” she asked, her voice soft as usual.

you nodded, trying to keep your composure. “the earliest flight to the US,” you replied. a moment of silence passed between you, filled with all the things neither of you had said. her gaze dropped to the ring on her finger, then back to you.

“look, i…didn’t know how to tell you,” she whispered, the weight of the moment evident in her tone. “but when i saw you today, something just…clicked. i couldn’t stop thinking about us, and how we were—”

you cut her off gently, a bittersweet smile on your face. “you don’t owe me anything, minjeong. i’m happy for you. really, i am.”

but she stepped closer, not letting you finish. “maybe not, but i owe myself the truth. and the truth is…there’s been someone i’ve been seeing since you left-” she glanced down, biting her lip as if debating whether to say more.

“then why did you…” your voice faltered as you glanced down at her ring, a painful reminder of how things had turned out.

“i was- i love you yn, but it’s hard for me to consistently giving love to someone who’s not present.” she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. her eyes searched yours, guilt and longing all wrapped into one.

frankly speaking, you wanted to beg for her to love you one more time, you want to throw that ring across the continents but you two remained silent. your gaze fell down as you told her, “i loved you too, kim.”

kim minjeong was your home after all.

warnings: slight somnophilia, pet names (kitten)

idk about you guys but to me short hair karina screams sugar mommy who loves to spoil her baby. you live with her in her apartment because you’re lowkey a broke college student😭 she loves to take you in though, easier ’contact’ she says, iykwim. coming home to you snoring on her bed is the best because then she can fuck you right away! quietly unbuttoning your shirt along with your jeans, hands creeping up under your t-shirt... ”h-huh? jimin-unnie?” you eventually wake up from how hard she’s squeezing your boobs are. ”hi kitten, had a nice nap?” without pausing, she gently positioned herself in between your thigh, giving your clothed cunt a long, slow lick. ”hmmh... uhuh...” shit, you both know you couldn’t resist her even though you’re beat up by the assignments your professors had given you today. ”good- because i’m not letting you- sleep tonight- all the meetings- i had today- was awful...” with every pause, she gives your bundle of nerves a kiss, your hand is already nestling on her hair. ”you like my haircut kitten?” you can only nod because rina’s starting to slip her tongue inside your puffy cunt :((( you try to hold in your moan but of course, rina had to add two fingers making it impossible to keep quiet. ”awww, you’re so cute when you’re all whiny and messy like this, kitten~” oh! don’t forget the excessive marking and biting on your neck because she’s obsessed and need everyone to know that you’re most likely not single. yeah, just sayin’... ahaha first time posting something short like this🙈 defo gonna turn this into a full fic tho...

need y'all to see this💆‍♀️

i did not expect people would love this😭😭

clementine&fiji

girlfriend!karina x fem!reader

synopsis: yn joins karina and her family on their first vacation together. as they explore osaka and share playful moments, yn finds herself falling for karina. a heated kiss in a hot tub takes their connection to the next level, but their moment is hilariously interrupted, leaving them both embarrassed yet closer than ever.

warnings: they make out and got caught; the tension is craaazyy; intended lowercase; mild choking.

a/n: i'm bored in class so here i am writing a fic about two dorks in love🥰 (i'm single af)

the airport buzzed with excitement as travelers hurried to their destinations. you stood nervously, scanning the crowd for familiar faces. this trip was a first for you—your first vacation with karina and her family. your own family was far too busy to join you, making this a chance to step out of your comfort zone.

finally, you spotted karina, her radiant smile lighting up the room. she waved enthusiastically, and your heart skipped a beat. as you approached, you noticed her family was with her, looking just as welcoming.

“hey, yn! i’m so glad you could come!” karina exclaimed, pulling you into a warm embrace. the warmth of her hug made your worries melt away, and you felt your cheeks flush slightly. you returned the embrace, feeling a sense of belonging in this moment.

the journey to osaka was filled with laughter and chatter, with karina sharing stories about her family and her favorite places in the city. as you strolled through the streets, your heart swelled with happiness at simply being with her. you admired the way her eyes sparkled with excitement, each smile making you fall a little harder.

the days in osaka were a whirlwind of adventure. the aquarium was a highlight for you, and you found yourself lost in wonder as you marveled at the vibrant sea life. your eyes lit up every time you spotted a colorful fish or a playful otter. karina noticed, her own face lighting up at your enthusiasm. she leaned in closer, her voice a soft whisper as she pointed out the creatures swimming by.

you exchanged glances, and in those moments, words felt unnecessary. the joy in your hearts filled the silence.

after a few days, you made your way to fujinomiya for a day of fruit picking. the fresh air invigorated you as you approached the apple orchards. the sight of the towering trees filled you with anticipation, and a playful pout formed on your lips.

“i want to pick apples, but that gorilla got to have you on its lap before i did,” you teased, crossing your arms dramatically and pretending to sulk. karina chuckled, her laughter like music to your ears.

“oh, come on baby. it’s just a silly gorilla.” she replied with a playful roll of her eyes. you both continued to joke and laughed as you spent the day picking apples, but you couldn’t really focus on the job when karina reached up an apple at a higher place, towering over you. nearly fell, you quickly catches your hat, holding onto karina’s arm.

“ooh, careful baby,” karina replied as she placed your hat back on. after a fun-filled day in the orchard, it was time to enjoy the fruits of your labor. you and karina sat side by side on the edge of the gazebo, while karina's family gathered in the middle.

"first to peel 5 clementines wins!" karina announced without warning. but watching her furrow her brows in concentration made you pause. this girl had so many sides that made you fall in love with her over and over again. karina's mom captured the moment on her phone—karina would tease you about it later, but both of you knew she was just as down bad for you.

when you arrived at the cozy accommodation—where you and karina shared a room—you decided to relax in the hot tub provided. after only 10 minutes of closing your eyes, you feel something heavy on your lap. "see? you got to have me in your lap with this gorgeous swimsuit." after karina said that, you didn't dare to look down—you can be sure that your cheeks are tinged with red.

"this is nice," karina leaned her head against your shoulder, her lips coming into contact with your neck briefly as she bobbed her head. you nodded in response. with the hot steam evaporating into the air, the desire to kiss karina grew even greater.

you shifted slightly, making karina move her head away from your shoulder to look up at you. "you're so beautiful," tension filled the air between you before you inched closer, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. it started soft, a brush of warmth, but as you melted into the moment, the kiss deepened. your hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer. karina responded with equal intensity, her fingers trailing up to your neck—squeezing it lightly.

the kiss grew more heated, the sensation of her pressed against you sends a jolt of electricity all over your body. you pulled back for a breath, only to have her lips follow yours, hungry and eager. you both laughed softly in the midst of it, caught up in the moment.

just as things were getting even more intense, you heard a throat clear from behind you. your heart nearly stopped as you quickly pulled away from karina, eyes wide with shock. standing at the doorway was karina’s mother, her arms crossed put a playful smirk tugging at her lips. “well, well, what do we have here?” she teased, clearly hiding her amusement.

“i was just coming to see if you girls wanted to join us for the movies, but it looks like that you’re... occupied.”

“we were just... uh, talking.” you stammered, though karina’s swimsuit, the redness on both of your face, and the way you were still sitting close in the tub told a different story.

karina’s mother just laughed lightly, shaking her head. “relax, i’m not mad.” she glanced at karina, still hiding her face in embarrassment. “just try not to drown while you’re... you know, ‘talking.’”

“mom!” karina groaned again, finally peeking out from behind her hands, looking mortified beyond belief.

“okay, okay, i’m going. just wanted to check in on you two,” her mother added, clearly enjoying the situation far more than karina did. “have fun, girls. but don’t stay out too long.” with that, she gave a knowing smile and walked away, leaving you both in stunned silence.

karina slowly sank down even further into the water, her entire face still flushed. “oh my god. i can’t believe that just happened.”

you, still recovering from the shock, let out a nervous laugh. “i guess... at least she wasn’t angry?”

karina let out a groan, her head dropping against the edge of the hot tub. “i’ll never live this down.”

“well, it could’ve been worse,” you offered, nudging her lightly. “at least she didn’t, like, sit down and start giving us advice.”

karina shot you a horrified look before both of you burst into laughter, the tension dissolving into a shared moment of humor. even though the embarrassment still lingered, you could feel the closeness between you growing, the awkwardness of being caught somehow making the moment even more memorable.

“next time,” karina mumbled between giggles, “we need to lock the door.”

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