#352: Let's pray we stay young, stay made of Lightning ⚡

[lordchen]

Prompt: #352
Title: Let's pray we stay young, stay made of Lightning ⚡
Pairing: girl!chen/girl!d.o
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: genderswitch!, mentions/consuming of alcohol
Word count: 14.126
Summary: Kyungsoo thinks it's hard being in love with your fellow bandmate. Especially when that bandmate is Jongdae who can't keep her gorgeous personality to herself. (girlgroup!exo)
Author's note: @ op i fell in love with this prompt and I really hope I did it justice !! (even though I think I got out of topic sometimes lol)



“Rise and shine!” Baekhyun’s voice is loud in Kyungsoo’s ears and she groans by the sudden noise. She rolls over, facing the wall, to avoid the sunlight that fills the room when Baekhyun rolls up their blinds. It is way too early for Kyungsoo’s liking, and Baekhyun is annoyingly happy this morning. Every morning. Every day.

“Look, it’s a beautiful day! Perfect for--”

“Rehearsing all day?” Chanyeol finishes off Baekhyun’s sentence and yawns. Kyungsoo tries to block out the noise that only increases now that Chanyeol is awake too. She lies there for approximately 3 minutes, before Baekhyun and Chanyeol pulls the covers off of her. Kyungsoo whines.

“Come on Kyungsoo, get up,” Baekhyun says and throws the covers on the floor. “If you don’t get up, I’m gonna grab your boob, you know.”

Yeah Kyungsoo knows about that, that’s like, the special ‘wake-up’-move in their dorm, even though Junmyeon scolded them for it in the beginning because it ‘isn’t very lady-like!’. They couldn’t give a shit, to be honest. “See if I give a fuck,” Kyungsoo mumbles down in her pillow.

Baekhyun scoffs. “Well, then I will have to call for assistance,” she says and Kyungsoo’s eyes open widely, as Baekhyun yells. “Jongdae, help me get Kyungsoo out of bed!”

Kyungsoo sits up quickly, making her feel a bit dizzy, and throws her pillow in Baekhyun’s direction. Few seconds later Jongdae peeks her head in through the door. Her morning hair has always been a chaos, but with her current perm, it is messier than ever, and it’s making her look like one of Jongin’s poodles when they haven’t had a haircut for a long time. “You called?”

“Nah, she is up now,” Baekhyun laughs and reaches out to pick up the pillow from the floor, but Chanyeol does it before her.

“Aw man, I wanted to touch her boobs!” Jongdae whines and slumps against the doorframe, causing one of the straps of her tank top to fall down and expose her shoulder. Kyungsoo tries to straighten her mess of a hair to cover her face.

“You’re so gay sometimes,” Chanyeol looks at Jongdae while throwing the pillow back to Kyungsoo. “If you’re very disappointed you can touch mine?” she offers.

“What boobs?” Jongdae asks, and Baekhyun laughs loudly. Chanyeol sends her a glare.

“Who are you to laugh miss A cup?” She fires. Baekhyun makes a face.

“That nickname needs to die.”

Kyungsoo scoffs and tries to brush past the others. “I’m gonna get breakfast, you guys can wake up Jongin in the meantime,” she says and stretches a bit, making her oversized nightshirt lift itself, so it barely covers her ass. Chanyeol whistles subtly and Kyungsoo sends her a glare.

“Jongin isn’t awake yet, and here you are, talking about tiny-boob one and two?” Jongdae asks in disbelief and quickly runs towards Jongin’s bed in the other end of the room. Kyungsoo manages to hear a squeak from Jongin and Jongdae’s loud laugh before exiting the room.

Mornings in Exo’s dorm are always like this. For some reason, Baekhyun and Jongdae have taken the job as the people who wake up the others- sometimes not even on purpose, sometimes they just thinks it’s necessary to have loud duets at 6am in the morning. Kyungsoo actually doesn’t mind it that much, only when they decide to scream instead of sing, or even worse- high note battles. (The real reason Kyungsoo doesn’t like them is because she can’t reach the notes, and she’s a bitter person.)

Kyungsoo enters the kitchen and is greeted by Junmyeon who is in the middle of preparing the breakfast- that normally includes setting the table and placing the leftovers from yesterday on it, but during the preparations for the group’s comeback, they’ve been put on a diet, so they also have to weigh each portion for each person. See, people like Kyungsoo, Junmyeon and Minseok has to watch what they eat because they gain weight quicker than the company’s liking, whereas people like Chanyeol and Jongdae just engulf everything near them and still don't gain any weight.

The only ones, besides Junmyeon, in the kitchen are Minseok and Yixing, who’s busy making coffee. Kyungsoo doesn’t want to help with anything, so she takes a seat by the table, and lays her head on it with the hope of getting more sleep. The hope is getting shattered when someone suddenly pinches her sides, sending tiny sparks through her body, making her scream silently.

“Jongdae go away,” she whines when she looks over her shoulder and sees a smiling Jongdae, the corners of her lips curling in that way only possible for her.

“I’m just making sure you’re not falling asleep again,” she chirps and then proceeds to rest her head on Kyungsoo’s shoulder. Her curly hair is tickling Kyungsoo’s skin, making her squirm a bit.

“But I’m tired,” she defends herself. Jongdae just laughs and pokes her nose.

“Well, stop that, we need to look exciting and fresh today.”

“Yeah, stop making that gloomy face you always have, when we perform,” Minseok says and pulls out a few mugs from the cupboard above her.

“What face?” Kyungsoo asks with a frown, while Jongdae lets go of her, to help Minseok not drop all of the mugs.

“That face you’re making now,” Minseok says and thanks Jongdae for helping her before turning to Kyungsoo again. “It makes you look like you’re in pain.” Kyungsoo is offended.

“That’s just my face!”

“Kyungsoo, please don’t yell,” Junmyeon speaks with a tired voice, and Kyungsoo gapes and starts defending herself calmly.

“I wasn’t yell--”

“What are you yelling about out here?” Baekhyun interrupts, as she enters the kitchen, with Sehun draping over her shoulder. Kyungsoo wants to go back to bed.
“Shouldn’t you be careful with your voice, we got a comeback performance in 5 hours.” Baekhyun continues and sits next to Kyungsoo, who just growls silently. "Wrong comeback," Baekhyun jokes.

Quietness isn't something very common in Exo's dorm, and breakfast is no exception. That's why Kyungsoo always feels a bit relieved when they all have to return to their rooms to get ready to leave, because even though she shares a room with Chanyeol and Jongin, it's not nearly as noisy, as when they're all together. Kyungsoo doesn't care for the big dress up game, when they're just going to be outside for a whole of 5 minutes (getting into the car- driving to the music station- and then getting out of the car), so she just applies a thin layer of makeup to, you know, cover the pimples on her forehead, and then plans on covering the rest of her face with her mask. She has just finished throwing on her usual all-black outfit, when Jongdae appears in the doorway to their room, clad in only underwear.

"Kyungsoo, do you have a minute?" she asks, and Kyungsoo takes a last look in the mirror before turning to Jongdae.

"Yeah, I'm all done," she replies. Jongdae makes a face.

"You're done? Well, never mind then."

"What is that supposed to mean?!" Kyungsoo whines, as Chanyeol pushes her away from the mirror to check her own outfit.

Jongdae shrugs. "Well, it was a fashion-issue, you were supposed to help with, but since that's your outfit--"

"Oh, ha ha, very funny," Kyungsoo mocks, and Jongdae, Chanyeol and Jongin all laugh. "Black is timeless, you know?"

"Sure it is," Jongdae says and leans against the door frame, flashing a lazy smile. "Anyways, come help me." Kyungsoo rolls her eyes and follows Jongdae to her and Minseok's shared room. Minseok however is sitting on the couch in the living room, already dressed and ready to go- probably because she already had her outfit ready before breakfast- she likes being effective like that. Kyungsoo closes the door behind her.

"So what's the issue?" she asks. Jongdae stands in front of her mirror, placing a hand on her hip and sighs.

"I feel really pretty today."

"I'm leaving," Kyungsoo threatens, so Jongdae quickly turns around and grabs her arm.

"I know I sound super vain and horrible, but hear me out!" she begs and Kyungsoo resists the urge to roll her eyes. Instead she gives Jongdae an encouraging look, as a sign for her to keep talking. Jongdae straightens her back. "I just... feel really good today, so I was thinking of dressing a little more... 'extra', today, but I need your opinion- you know, to know if the clothes I've picked is too much." One of her hands keeps a tight, but warm, grip around Kyungsoo's, as her other goes further up the younger girls arm. It's making Kyungsoo's hairs rise on her skin, but she fights it down- she's used to this.

Kyungsoo grins briefly and then nods. "Show me the clothes then," she gives in and Jongdae smiles brigtly before walking over to her bed to pick up the clothes laying on it and shows it to Kyungsoo. The set mainly consists of some sligtly short shorts and a black crop top with short sleeves- there's a smiley on it, and Kyungsoo think it looks like Jongdae a little bit, just because it looks so ridiculously happy. She shrugs. "I don't see what's wrong with it?" she says and accidentally lays eyes on Jongdae's half naked figure in the mirror. Jongdae widens her eyes, looking slightly excited but also nervous.

"Really? It's not too... revealing or something?" she asks, sounding like she needs a really certain answer. Kyungsoo shrugs again.

"No, I mean, you got the body for it--"

"Everyone's got the body for it,"

"--oh god, shut up, I didn't mean it like that," Kyungsoo finishes her sentence and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Okay, let me try again- you would look fantastic in that."

Jongdae flashes a warm smile before going in for a hug that Kyungsoo was not prepared for. She accepts it nonetheless before clearing ther throat. "So, like... maybe you should put on those clothes?"

"Nah, I think I'll rather go in my underwear and socks today," Jongdae jokes and hugs Kyungsoo just a little bit tighter, taking a deep breath, before letting go. Kyungsoo feels very hot and brushes some of her hair aside.

"Now that would be very revealing," she jokes back and gives Jongdae a quick elevator glance, trying to ignore how her panties are slightly see-through. "You're just blooming with confidence today, huh?"

Jongdae laughs. "Yeah, I don't know why?" she says as she steps into her shorts. "I don't know, I just feel really... me today, you know? Like, really comfortable."

"That must be nice," Kyungsoo mumbles to herself, because she knows Jongdae would go on a body-positivity-rant, if she showed just the least bit of discontent in her body. She scratches the back of her head as Jongdae buttons her (very red, Kyungsoo notices) shorts. "Uh, you know my mom has this theory-" Kyungsoo starts and makes brief eye contact, when Jongdae looks up. "-she used to always say this, uh, thing, when I lived at home that goes like: 'Somedays you wake up and feel prettier or happier than normal. When you do that, it's because you've been in contact with your true love in some way- because only love can make us feel good things so sudden'."

Jongdae pulls her shirt over her body. "Wow," she says and ruffles her hair (as if it wasn't already messy enough, Kyungsoo thinks). "That's deep."

"Well, my mom was like that sometimes," Kyungsoo grins, maybe feeling a bit sentimental. Jongdae 'aaw's at her.

"Miss her? Need a hug?"

"What's with your constant need for hugging me?" Kyungsoo asks, voice shaking a bit with slight laughter. "You didn't hug Kris everytime she missed her mother."

Jongdae keeps quiet for a bit, and Kyungsoo knows she shouldn't have said that, but it just slipped right out of her. Jongdae sighs. "No... Maybe I should've."

"Chen, I--" Kyungsoo tries, but Jongdae switches to her happy face- the one that matches the smiley on her shirt.

"So according to your mother, I must've dreamt of spending time with my true love last night?" she asks and grabs her bag and mask. Kyungsoo blows out some air in relief.

"Yeah, something like that," she answers. Jongdae frowns.

"Weird," she says and brushes past Kyungsoo to go out the door. "The only thing I remember from my dream is how much I struggled feeding a koala bear peanut butter in the kitchen."

Kyungsoo closes the door behind them and sighs. "You just have to ruin everything, don't you?"
♪

“Kyungsoo my friend!” Baekhyun sings and sits next to Kyungsoo. They’re backstage right now, preparing before they have to on stage. Kyungsoo prefers to sit by herself before a performance, stay calm and observe the others silently, but for some reason, Baekhyun always thinks she has to sabotage that. “I have a suggestion for you,” Baekhyun continues, before touching one of Kyungsoo’s pigtails. “Oh my god, this is adorable, you look adorable.”

Kyungsoo slaps Baekhyun’s hand away. “I hate my stylist,” she grumbles and slaps Baekhyun’s hand away once again. “Stop touching my hair!”

“But it’s so cute!” Baekhyun protests and places her hands behind her back when Kyungsoo keeps glaring at them. “I bet Jongdae thinks it’s cute too.”

Kyungsoo turns her head. “Shut up,” she says and accidentally lays eyes on Jongdae. She’s wearing the cutest dress in the world, and Kyungsoo wants to die just because of it. How Jongdae manages to look so good with the most unfitting outfit in the world and that mess of a poodlehair, is a mystery to Kyungsoo. “It’s Jongdae who’s adorable.”

“She looks like a clown; you really are in love aren’t you?” Baekhyun says and makes an obscure sound when the air is knocked out of her lungs, because Kyungsoo elbows her in the chest.

“Don’t be so loud!” she hisses as Baekhyun clutches her chest.

“Don’t be so violent, oh my god, it’s not like it isn’t obvious at all- you’re lucky Jongdae is so dense!”

Kyungsoo wants to hit Baekhyun again, but it’s true. She likes to think, that she’s really sly about her crush on Jongdae, but truth is she probably isn’t. Despite that, Jongdae has never said anything. Never in the 3 years, they’ve known each other.
Kyungsoo doesn’t think it was love at first sight, but it was pretty damn close. She met Jongdae by accident one day in September, only a few weeks before they found out they were going to be in the same group. They literally bumped into each other, because apparently Chanyeol thinks it’s hilarious to throw Kyungsoo around like a fucking stuffed animal or something, and so she fell right into Jongdae. Kyungsoo apologized approximately six times whilst trying to choke Chanyeol, but Jongdae just laughed and introduced herself. Kyungsoo never forgot her smile, and always noticed her loud voice in the hallways of the SM-building after that. Something about Jongdae just seemed very… captivating. She always greeted Kyungsoo when they met, but it wasn’t before they were told they were going to be group members, that they had an actual conversation. A nice one, to top it off.

It took some time before Kyungsoo realized that the weird emptiness she felt when Jongdae wasn’t around maybe wasn’t as platonic as she thought. The weird happiness she felt whenever Jongdae came back around confirmed it. Baekhyun found out about it, when they began rehearsing for Exo’luXion and Kyungsoo kinda fell off stage because she was staring at Jongdae too much. Ever since then, Baekhyun has been trying very hard to get Kyungsoo to make a move. It’s not going very well.

“I think you should walk over and kiss her,” Baekhyun states.

“I think you should shut your mouth,” Kyungsoo snaps back while looking at Jongdae. She makes eye contact with her, and Jongdae smiles widely before running towards her. “Now look what you’ve done,” Kyungsoo complains.

“How on earth is that my fault?” Kyungsoo just groans at the question, making Baekhyun whine and grab her arm until Jongdae joins them.

“Kyungsoo, how do you manage to look this cute in every outfit,” she practically shrieks and grabs Kyungsoo’s hands to pull her to stand up. “I mean, wow, a simple flower skirt, and you still look so freaking adorable, I want to crush you!” Her hands start roaming around Kyungsoo’s body, making the younger all flustered. Jongdae always does this; touches her. Yeah sure, Jongdae touches everyone, but Kyungsoo feels like she’s her favorite target lately, and it’s driving her crazy, because in reality, there’s nothing Kyungsoo would like more than for Jongdae to touch her entire body. “You look like a little doll.”

Baekhyun flies up from her seat. “She does, doesn’t she!”

“You take that back,” Kyungsoo warns. “Both of you.” They laugh.

“Girls, we’re going on stage now!” Junmyeon yells and Jongdae withdraws her hands slowly before grabbing Kyungsoo’s hand. Does this mean she’s into me? Kyungsoo thinks, but the hope dies when Jongdae grabs Baekhyun’s stupid hand too and drags them both along with her. No, Kyungsoo thinks (as always) she’s just very touchy with people. She sighs subtly before Junmyeon begins her usual pep talk.

“Suho-unnie, couldn’t you speed it up a bit,” Sehun groans. Junmyeon pouts her lips.

“You know, it would be over faster if you didn’t always interrupt,” she says and sighs a bit before holding out her hand. All the other girls join, and Kyungsoo notices that Jongdae is still holding her hand, when she brings it to meet the others. She widens her eyes a bit and looks at Jongdae, who’s looking at Junmyeon.
“One, two, three, Exo-!”

“-Let’s love!” They all yell in unison, and Kyungsoo swears she catches Jongdae looking at her for a brief second, but doesn’t mention it. It’s time to go on stage.
♪
The stage went great. They all sounded pretty good, no one made any major mistakes in the choreography and the fans were amazing- they all celebrated SHINee’s win on stage with them, and everything was perfect, until Jongin gathers the girls in the dressing room after the show.

“I just spoke with Taemin,” she says, sounding out of breath.

“Yeah right,” Sehun scoffs. “’spoke’.” Yixing giggles at the comment. Jongin just ignores them.

“He said that we’re invited to come celebrate with them tonight- it’s their 5th win after all, and our comeback stage, so it all seemed to fit.”

“How nice. I’m in!” Jongdae is quick to announce, and Kyungsoo feels herself getting smaller.

“Ooooh, want to spend some time with Jonghyun-oppa~?” Chanyeol teases. Jongdae snorts.

“Are you sure that’s not what you want?”

“I’m taller than him, that would be awkward,” Chanyeol replies and turns around so her back faces Kyungsoo. “Zip down please?”

“Aren’t you taller than, like, half the male population in Korea,” Kyungsoo asks and whips Chanyeol’s ponytail over her shoulder to get access to the zipper on her dress.

“Ow,” Chanyeol complains when her hair hits her. “I’m not taller than Minho, I could do him.”

Junmyeon looks up. “You could what?” Chanyeol waves her hand.

“No, no, I’m not gonna do it, he’s all yours,” she says, making Junmyeon blush. She tries to say something about how ‘she and Minho are just friends’, but Chanyeol has already started a new sentence. “Besides, SHINee-sunbaenims are like family!”

“Yeah, like brothers,” Jongin adds and pulls up her pants.

“Pretty fucked up of you to bang your brother, then,” Jongdae says as she steps out of her dress.

Jongin gapes. “I don’t--”

“I think the dress is giving me a rash,” Jongdae complains, and ignores Jongin, who lets it slide for now. Baekhyun walks over to Jongdae, who is rubbing her chest “Don’t you think it looks like a rash?” Baekhyun tilts her head.

“I don’t know, I’m not a doctor- ask Kyungsoo,” she says, smiling.

“What, because I am one?” Kyungsoo questions and lets her hair loose. Jongdae pads over to her.

“You don’t have to be a doctor to know, just look at it,” she says and practically pushes her boobs up in Kyungsoo’s face.

“Why couldn’t Baekhyun just look at them, if you don’t have to be a doctor?” she asks and turns her head a bit. Jongdae snaps her fingers, making Kyungsoo direct her attention at her.

“Because now I’m asking you- what do you think?”

Chanyeol lifts her head. “Can I see?”

“No Chanyeol.”

Chanyeol looks affronted, and Kyungsoo finally look down a bit to stare at Jongdae’s chest. Her eyes scan it, move across the collarbones and land on the tiny beauty mark just above them. She doesn’t even pay attention to the so-called rash Jongdae is talking about, and is too busy drinking in her flawless skin, and the way her bra is pressing her boobs together.

“So what do you think?” Jongdae asks again.

It’s gorgeous, Kyungsoo almost answers before swallowing her spit and detaching her eyes from Jongdae’s boobs and the slight redness around them. She looks at Jongdae’s face instead- her annoyingly adorable face. “Chill, it’s nothing serious,” Kyungsoo says, and pushes Jongdae’s face away. She whines, and it makes Kyungsoo’s heart beat faster.
♪
“Why on earth are you drinking coffee,” Baekhyun sounds very confused as she looks into the kitchen. Kyungsoo and Minseok both look up at her.

“Because it’s delicious?” Minseok replies, sounding just as confused.

“That’s just straight up lying,” Baekhyun walks towards them. “You shouldn’t be drinking coffee; we should start getting ready for tonight.”

Kyungsoo scratches her head. “Yeah… about that,” she says. “I think I’m gonna stay in.”

The scream that leaves Baekhyun’s mouth is literally deafening (which is why Sehun yells for her to shut up, even though she’s in the other end of the dorm).

Minseok covers her ears. “Could you maybe not?”

Baekhyun slams her hands on the kitchen table. “That was literally the worst thing I could’ve heard all day!”

Kyungsoo frowns. “Why do you always have to exaggerate like that?”

“How dare you, I never exaggerate, literally never--”

“Do you hear the words that leave your mouth, or?” Kyungsoo interrupts, making Minseok laugh. Baekhyun storms out of the kitchen at the comment.

“That was nice,” Minseok says and takes a sip of her coffee. Few seconds later they hear footsteps getting closer, and soon after stupidity-line (aka Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Jongdae) are standing in the kitchen.

“What do you mean, you’re not going tonight?!” Chanyeol asks, looking horrified. Kyungsoo’s eyes lands on the bloody pad Chanyeol is pointing at her.

“Why are you threatening me with a used pad?!” Kyungsoo almost screams.

“Oh,” Chanyeol says, and realizes what she’s holding. “I was just changing when Baekhyun told us to come, fuck, lol.”

Kyungsoo keeps whining, too grossed out to even comment on the fact that Chanyeol just said ‘lol’ out loud. “Chanyeol, fucking throw it away!” Why was Chanyeol always so disgusting?

“I’m gonna throw it at you if y--” Chanyeol is being cut off when Jongdae grabs the pad.

“Jongdae, no, it’s gross!” Baekhyun yells and Jongdae rolls her eyes.

“Listen,” She looks at Kyungsoo. “I’m not going to throw this at you--”

“Why not?” Chanyeol butts in and Jongdae kicks her in the shrine.

“--but tell us why you aren’t coming with us tonight?” she finishes, and Kyungsoo feels a little sting in her heart, because why did Jongdae look at her like that? Was she disappointed? Was she sad? Was she angry? What was her face trying to tell Kyungsoo?

“I’m just not… in the mood.” She answers. Baekhyun wails.

“But I was so looking forward to, like; braid your hair or something!” Kyungsoo snorts.

“I would never let any of you touch my hair, ever.” she says.

“You often let me play with your hair,” Jongdae beams, like as if it’s a victory. Kyungsoo feels Baekhyun’s scowl.

“That’s because your hands are nice,” Kyungsoo mumbles and takes a sip of her coffee. It’s cold now- she fucking hates Baekhyun.

“My hands aren’t nice?!” Baekhyun yells in outrage. “What the fuck, what kind of lie--!”

“Jongdae’s hands are softer,” Kyungsoo adds, and feels a shiver when Jongdae joins her side (after throwing out Chanyeol’s fucking pad) and starts touching her hair. “Your hands are pretty Baekhyun, but Jongdae’s are soft and gentle.” Kyungsoo wants to shoot herself, because she did not just say that.

“Oh bite me,” Baekhyun snaps and turns around.

“I bet Jongdae is better at that too,” Chanyeol jokes and follows her.

“You’re an ass Chanyeol.” Baekhyun groans and Jongdae laughs at Baekhyun’s little outburst, but Kyungsoo can’t laugh, because all she is thinking about is how Jongdae’s fingers are tracing her ears as they brushes through her hair. Kyungsoo feels hot.
It takes an hour or so for the others to get ready to go out. Kyungsoo is literally the only one staying in tonight, and for a brief moment she thinks about joining them anyway, but then she remembers (Jonghyun) that she can’t be bothered to change out of her pajama pants. Fuck being social anyway.

“Bye Kyungsoo-unnie!” Jongin shouts before closing the door to their room.

“Bye.” Kyungsoo replies and then the silence arrive. Not for more than a minute though, because suddenly the door flies open again. Jongdae is standing in the doorway. She has this look on her face- a look that even after 3 years of knowing each other, Kyungsoo still can’t tell what it means.

“You okay?” she asks. Kyungsoo’s eyes widen.

“Me?”

“Who else do you think I’m talking to, Chanyeol’s collection of stuffed animals?”

“You’re a real tool, you know,” Kyungsoo sneers, and Jongdae starts laughing and walks over to sit on Kyungsoo’s bed.

“No but for real, is everything okay?” she asks again, and Kyungsoo’s stomach does a summersault. No, nothing is okay, because I have the biggest crush on you, and I can’t tell you about it even if I really fucking want to, because I don’t think you feel the same and I don’t want to ruin our friendship.

Kyungsoo settles for a “Yeah.”. Jongdae looks at her with that look again, and it’s making her feel uneasy. Does she know? Then her expression softens, and Kyungsoo can relax, because, no. she doesn’t know shit.

“Okay, I’m glad,” she says and leans in to hug Kyungsoo. In Kyungsoo’s opinion, Jongdae gives the best hugs in the world. They’re always warm and strong, she always means them. Jongdae’s hand goes a little too low in an attempt to pinch Kyungsoo’s butt cheek. It kinda succeeds.

“Jongdae!” Kyungsoo whines and pushes the laughing girl away. She stands up.

“Sorry- just so you don’t forget about us, while we’re gone.”

“I’m not the one who’s going to be drinking.” Kyungsoo replies and tries to fight down a blush.

Jongdae starts walking towards the door. “I have the best memory ever though,” she says.

Kyungsoo snorts. “Yeah, but you’re a mess when you’re drunk though.” After only one drink actually.

“That may be true, “Jongdae says and grabs the door handle. She looks at Kyungsoo “But I would never forget about you no matter how drunk I get.”
Kyungsoo’s heart skips a beat, which is silly, because Jongdae is just being a good friend, but still Kyungsoo can’t help feeling utterly happy at her words. She smiles and scratches her cheek before speaking again.

“I would never forget about you either,” she mumbles. “Now go- and take care of yourself, remember we have a schedule tomorrow.”

“Will do!” Jongdae promises and closes the door. This time Kyungsoo sits in the silence for a little longer before she begins to relax. She falls back down onto her bed and sighs loudly. Was it cowardly of her not to go tonight? Or just plain stupid? Maybe it was both. Maybe she missed a chance by not going. Her thoughts are being interrupted by the sound of her phone buzzing. Kyungsoo reaches out for it. There’s a message.

From: bbh
9:09 pm
Listen !!! I can see right through u, and I know the real reasn you didnt want to come tonight, but I can assure you that I will be the biggest cockblock for your sake !!!

From: SQUISH
9:11 pm
you’re an idiot

From: bbh
9:12 pm
ily2!! i don’t even think jongdae wants to kiss Jonghyun anyways but now I’m gonna make sure that it won’t happen either! See u tomorrow<3

Kyungsoo smiles at the last text. Baekhyun is okay sometimes.


It's not even midnight yet, when Kyungsoo recieves her first drunk text from Baekhyun. She picks up her phone and reads it.

From: bbh
11:42 pm
ive been wathcign jongdea all night !!! we're drinking buddies! i'm the besst friend right ?!<3<3<2

From: SQUISH
11:44 pm
chill a bit with the drinking part, I don't want to take care of your hangovers tomorrow

From: bbh
11:50 pm
ONLY IF U TLEL ME IM THE BEST FREIND EVER !!!

From: SQUISH
11:50 pm
God, okay, you're the best friend ever Baekhyun

From: bbh
11:52 pm
ikr<3<3<3 heres your reward [one photo attached]

Kyungsoo frowns and opens the file, to see a stupid selfie with Baekhyun and Jongdae. They have their heads close together and are both making such stupid faces, that Kyungsoo can't help but laugh. Their hooded eyes are giving them away; they're definitely super drunk. It almost makes Kyungsoo wish she had gone, but this is fine too- this is making her feel like, they think about her, and she's satisfied with that. She text Baekhyun a heart and puts her phone down, so she can continue to marathon her drama on her iPad. About half an hour later Jongdae sends her a photo.

From: Jongdae💕
12:26 am
[one photo attached] Baekhyunnie says gdnight💤💤 lol

Once again Kyungsoo opens the picture to see Jongdae sticking her tongue out and Baekhyun passed out on the couch in the background. Kyungsoo sigh loudly and laughs a bit, because she knows they will be a mess tomorrow. She shakes her head and replies to the message with a simple goodnight, and is about to go to sleep, when she clicks on the photo again. Jongdae in the foreground, with her tongue sticking out like that, is making multiple thoughts run through Kyungsoo's head. As in I wonder how that tongue would feel when eating me out. Kyungsoo feels lightheaded at the thought and zooms in a bit on the photo. The thought of Jongdae's tongue licking up and down her folds, maybe flicking her clit is making her a little more excited than it should. She can feel the dampness grow between her legs, and her hand slowly creeps down to stroke herself through her underwear. She breathes out loud and quickly puts her phone down to focus her attention on her hand between her legs. Kyungsoo is not all about teasing herself, so she quickly slip her fingers beneath her panties to touch herself properly.

Masturbating to the thought of one of your best friends will always feel a bit dirty to her, if she has to be honest, but damn, has she had some of her best orgasms, imagining it was Jongdae fingering her and not herself. Today she is a bit too desperate though, and she goes straight for rubbing her clit with two fingers, moaning quietly as she does. The image of Jongdae running her tongue over her, makes her breath hitch a little, and she grabs the pillow beneath her, needing something to hold onto. Her moans get louder as she rubs her clit faster, and she writhes in pleasure as she feels herself getting closer and closer to her orgasm. It's the thought, of Jongdae sweet-talking her, telling her to cum for her while she's still touching her, that sends Kyungsoo over the edge. Her nails dig into the pillow, as her hips lifts from the bed, and she clenches around nothing while her fingers continue to move and finally she cums with a tiny cry of Jongdae's name before flopping back on the bed. Kyungsoo's breath is uneven, and she swallows a couple of times, trying to collect herself while retreating her hand. I'm so fucked, she thinks to herself and rolls over. She sighs. Just not by Jongdae.
♪
Jongdae smiles at her phone when it lights up with Kyungsoo's reply and then puts it in her pocket. She pats the sleeping Baekhyun on the head before joining some of the others at the table. She sits down and feels her head spin a bit.
Jongdae knew she would end up being too drunk after she agreed to have more than two drinks, because that’s the life of being a lightweight, and surely enough; she was right.
“I can’t feel my fingers,” she mumbles to herself, and then punches Chanyeol slightly when she doesn't respond. Chanyeol turns around, and Jongdae pouts at her. “I can’t feel my fingers.”
“Wow, you had, what, one drink?” Chanyeol replies in disbelief, because even though she’s known Jongdae for over 3 years, she still can’t believe how few drinks the girl can handle.

“Four,” Jongdae corrects. “And they were all strong!”

“What were they?”

“I don’t remember.” Jongdae frowns in concentration, trying to remember what she had, but it’s all gone. It was probably tequila, though She pouts again. “And now I can’t feel my fingers, feel them for me Chanyeol.” Chanyeol sighs with a smile, and holds Jongdae’s hand to assure her, that it still exists. Jongdae smiles briefly, but then looks concerned again. She touches her mouth. “I can’t feel my lips either.”

“Oh my god, I don’t have time for your sexual frustration,” Chanyeol complains. She scans the room and then yells. “Jonghyun-sunbaenim!” She raises Jongdae’s hand when Jonghyun looks over. “She needs you!”

Jongdae retreats her hand. “No I don’t!” she whines but Chanyeol just flashes a smile and turns around to resume the conversation she had, before Jongdae interrupted. The latter grumbles and turns her head, accidentally making eye contact with Jonghyun, who's now by her side.

“You need me?” he asks, looking mildly confused and concerned, and Jongdae buries her face in her hands.

“Ah, no, Chanyeol is just stupid and mean,” she mumbles and looks up. “I think the only thing I need is some water.” And a special person, she thinks to herself.

“Or maybe some air,” Jonghyun suggests and grabs one of her hands. “Here, come with me.” Jongdae’s too wobbly to walk, and she ends up sitting on Jonghyun’s back on the way out to the balcony. Chanyeol whistles subtly as she sees them, and Jongdae flips her off.

“Thank you,” Jongdae laughs, embarrassed, when Jonghyun puts her down. She drops down on the ground, and Jonghyun sits down next to her. “I’m a little… stupid tonight” she takes a deep breath ”… and needy.” She’s gonna regret sharing this, but who gives a damn right now.

“Was that why Chanyeol called me over?” Jonghyun asks and laughs when Jongdae gets red in the face.

“D-don’t misunderstand!” she whines. “Chanyeol is stupid, and- and you know, that I--”

“Yeah, I know,” Jonghyun assures her and lays a hand on her knee. Jongdae calms down and rests her head on his shoulder. Every feeling is just too much for her right now, and she is so tired. She feels lucky to know such an understanding person as Jonghyun.

“Kyungsoo’s not here tonight?” he asks after a minute of silence. Jongdae sighs.

“No… I miss her,” she admits and cuddles up to Jonghyun. If Chanyeol saw this, she would never let it go. For some reason, she’s sure that Jongdae has a crush on Jonghyun, but Jongdae is just very cuddly, and Jonghyun is a good friend. She has no romantically feelings for him, he knows that. Maybe a little too well.

“I wish she would come with us more often,” Jongdae continues. Kyungsoo’s strong need for alone-time is something she accepts, and tries to understand, but she can’t deny, that she sometimes wish it didn’t exists, because she loves spending time with Kyungsoo.

“I’m sure if you did this to her, every time you were drunk, she would join you,” Jonghyun chuckles. “Probably even confess.”

Jongdae smiles. “She’s not you,” she says and then closes her eyes. There's a deep breath. “I’m sorry.”
♪

“You guys are pathetic when you’re hungover,” Kyungsoo says and takes the paper bag from Baekhyun. It’s heavy. “Ew.”

“You are so mean,” Baekhyun says and wipes her mouth with a napkin. Jongdae’s head shifts nervously in Kyungsoo’s lap as the latter tries to throw the bag of vomit away.

“Don’t drop it on me, don’t drop it on me, don’t drop it on me,” she begs and Kyungsoo pats her head.

“I’m going to drop it on you if you don’t keep quiet.”

“If you do that I will bite you in the fucking crotch.”

“That’s hot, huh,” Baekhyun mocks, and Kyungsoo side-eyes her before finally dropping the bag into the trashcan next to her.

“Are you a masochist or something?” she asks and Baekhyun smiles (weakly though, because she really is feeling like shit right now).

“Mama loves a little bit of choking to be honest.”

“Oh my God, that's disgusting, now it’s my time to puke,” Jongdae says and sits up. Kyungsoo knows she’s just joking, because she never pukes when she’s hungover, she just has the worst headaches.

“Not that I wouldn’t love to hear Baekhyun refer to herself as ‘mama’,” Kyungsoo begins and stands up. “But we have to go on stage now.” She points at Baekhyun. “Which reminds me; if you puke on stage, I will break your neck.”

“You have no chill,” Baekhyun replies and tries to stand up. “I am going to nail this.”

“She probably is,” Jongdae hums and hugs Kyungsoo, arms fitting perfectly around her. “Unlike me. Give me strength.”

Kyungsoo holds her breath. “I can give you some pain killers?”

Jongdae laughs. “Close enough.”
♪

“My throat feels sore,” Kyungsoo complains during the movie and rubs her neck a bit.

“No wonder, with all that coughing you did today,” Junmyeon replies and gives her a concerned look. “You think you’re starting to get sick?”

“God, please no,” Kyungsoo begs and throws her head back into the couch cushions. Getting sick now would be the worst. Yixing looks up at her from the floor.

“Do you want my blanket?” she offers, and Kyungsoo smiles weakly but shakes her head.

“No thanks, I think I’m just gonna go to bed,” she says and gets up from her seat. She steps over the other girls on the floor, and almost knocks over the popcorn bowl.

“Careful!” Chanyeol whines and looks up. For once, it’s her who has to look up at Kyungsoo. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to bed, my throat doesn’t feel good,” Kyungsoo explains silently. Chanyeol looks disappointed.

“But movie-night?”

“But live performance with an audience in two days,” Kyungsoo fires back. It comes out harder than intended, and she should probably apologize, but she’s too tired and worked up right now. It doesn’t help that the other girls are staring at her with worried eyes. She looks down at Chanyeol again, who just nods silently and averts her gaze. Kyungsoo sighs and walks out of the living room, so she can throw herself onto her bed instead.

There’s a loud pounding in her chest and her head that she wished would go away- that she wished would leave her alone. It always comes around when her throat hurts, and it’s because the thought of not performing perfectly stresses her the fuck out. The constant fear of not being able to sing well any more just becomes too much sometimes, and she wants to yell and scream, but that would not help her situation at all. Nothing can really ‘help’, Kyungsoo thinks, but she has always hated the whole ’only time will tell’; because that means she’s powerless, and that's the last thing she wants to be. She wants to have control over everything, and it just sucks, that she can't.

Kyungsoo rubs her face. Maybe the best is just for her to sleep. She closes her eyes for a brief moment, before she hears the door open. She sits up in her bed.
“Jongdae?” she asks in a confused voice, when Jongdae enters the room with a tray and two cups with steam coming up from them. “What is this?”

“It’s tea with honey and cinnamon. It should be good for your throat, my mom always used to make me this.” She tells and places the tray on Kyungsoo’s nightstand.

“But-” Kyungsoo starts out as Jongdae sits next to her. “What about movie-night?”

Jongdae reaches for a cup and hands it to Kyungsoo. “I thought this was a higher priority,” Jongdae says. “It was a shit movie anyway.” Jongdae sends Kyungsoo a smile, making the latter feel a bit weak inside. But in a good way. Jongdae points to the cup in Kyungsoo’s hands. “Come on,” she urges. “Drink it! It helps, trust me.” Kyungsoo doesn’t really need to be told twice and soon the hot liquid is making its way down her throat. Maybe it’s just a placebo effect, but she already feels like her throat is starting to relax. She smiles at Jongdae, who sends a smile as warm as the sun back, before grabbing her own cup to take a sip.

“Is your throat bad too?” Kyungsoo asks and takes another sip. Jongdae shakes her head.

“Not really, but it’s always a good idea to try and prevent it from happening,” she laughs. Kyungsoo nods. “I’m gonna make this for you again tomorrow. Three times.”

Kyungsoo widens her eyes. “Is that necessary?” she asks and Jongdae nods vigorously.

“Your throat is very important to us, Kyungsoo!” she insists. “You have a lot of lines during this comeback after all.” Kyungsoo feels a sting and returns to her tea. They’re quiet for a while.

“Jongdae… are you sure you’re okay with the line distribution?” she asks sincerely. They’ve talked about it before- when they got the line distribution. Kyungsoo was kinda confused as to why Jongdae had so few lines, even in the Chinese version. She thought Jongdae would be upset. But she wasn’t.

“Of course I’m fine with it!” And apparently she still is. Jongdae places her cup in her lap and looks up at the ceiling. “Like… yeah, I would love to have some more lines, but I had so many in Call Me Baby, and Suho-unnie barely had any. If the only way the other members can get more lines, is to cut some of mine, then I’m totally okay with that.” She looks at Kyungsoo. “I like letting other people shine. The look on their face makes my day.”
Kyungsoo frowns. Sometimes, she thinks Kim Jongdae is too nice for her own good.
♪

Jongdae watches Kyungsoo’s chest rise and fall with every calm breath. She looks the cutest when she sleeps, Jongdae thinks. The way her thick lips form in a pout, and the way her black hair falls over her sleeping face is just very endearing to Jongdae. She brushes away some of her hair to get a better look at Kyungsoo’s face. Jongdae smiles. She always feels calm and happy inside when she can help people. It was obvious that Kyungsoo was getting anxious about her voice, and therefore Jongdae thought it was obvious that someone should go calm her down; make her relax. Kyungsoo did relax a bit from the tea, obviously enough to fall asleep, but every time she frowns in her sleep, Jongdae thinks to herself, that there are unsolved issues and thoughts in the younger girl's mind. Thoughts they will have to discuss another day. Jongdae sighs. There’s a lot of things they need to discuss, she thinks to herself before leaning in a bit.

“Hey now, without consent it’s classified as sexual assault,” A voice sounds, and Jongdae sits up straight and turns her head to the doorway.

“Get off of tumblr, Baekhyun,” Jongdae jokes and looks back at Kyungsoo.

“Um, was I wrong though? Consent is everything, even for a kiss” Baekhyun continues, and Jongdae rolls her eyes and gets up from the bed.

“No, you’re not wrong,” she gives in and walks over to Baekhyun. “But I wasn’t about to kiss her.”

“Aaw, why not?” Baekhyun tilts her head, and Jongdae thinks it makes her look 10 times more annoying. She smiles.

“Because consent is everything,” she says and walks past Baekhyun who turns around in outrage.

“Now you’re just using my own words against me!” she yells.

“No I’m not, it’s a common social rule,” Jongdae replies and turns around to face Baekhyun again. “Or… it should be.”

“Listen, I would love to have a serious conversation about the flaws in our society, but you always start yelling at some point, and the others are about to go to bed,” Baekhyun says. The movie must’ve ended while Jongdae and Kyungsoo drank tea. Jongdae smiles.

“I can’t keep my voice down, so another time maybe,” she says and stretches. “I’ll just go to bed too, it’s late.” Jongdae starts walking, when Baekhyun calls her name again. She looks at her. Baekhyun has a serious but still gentle expression on her face.

“This isn’t like you… keeping your mouth shut. You’re usually very straightforward,” she says, and Jongdae holds her breath while Baekhyun continues. “… What are you waiting for?”
♪

“You are absolutely shit at this game, oh my god, get out.” Baekhyun pushes Jongdae away from the computer. Jongdae looks horribly offended.

“I was doing fine!” she whines.

“The fact that you call that horrible way of playing ‘fine’ is utterly insulting to both me, Heechul-oppa and any other gamer,” Baekhyun says and puts on her headset.

“You are the worst piece of gamer-trash I have ever come across,” Jongdae sneers. The door to their room is being opened and so Kyungsoo looks up from her book (mangas can be classified as books, right?). Sehun sticks her head inside.

“Dinner’s ready,” she says.

“Okay, we’ll be right there,” Jongdae replies and gets up from the floor, while Sehun leaves again. “Wait,” Jongdae says and looks at the time. “It’s 1am.”

Kyungsoo frowns. “What the fuck is Sehun doing?”

“I don’t know, why don’t you go find out?” Baekhyun says, sounding uninterested. Jongdae glares at her before heading towards the kitchen and Baekhyun smirks to herself when Kyungsoo throws her book on the bed and follows Jongdae.

“Sehun what do you mean ‘dinner’s ready’, it’s--” Jongdae begins but stops midsentence when she enters the kitchen. “Are you… making noodles?” she asks in disbelief when she sees the noodle bowls.

Sehun nods. “Yeah.”

“Why?” Kyungsoo asks as she and Jongdae take place by the table. Sehun shrugs. Jongdae is about to ask about something else when Chanyeol joins the kitchen.

“Ooh, you made noodles!” she says, sounding excited. “How nice, I was just about to get something to eat.” Sehun pushes a bowl towards Chanyeol who happily starts eating. She has one mouthful and immediately spits it out again.

“Oh my god,” Kyungsoo almost shrieks and recedes from Chanyeol. Jongdae thinks she’s going to cry from laughing too hard when Chanyeol continues spitting in the bowl.

“Sehun, what the hell is this?!” Chanyeol shouts, sounding like she’s just been poisoned. Sehun seems unfazed by the fact that Chanyeol basically just vomited because of her food.

“Noodles,” she simply answers.

“No it’s not,” Chanyeol insists. “Ew, I can still taste them, don’t we have something else to eat?”

“I’ll check,” Jongdae says and gets up to look inside the fridge. In the meantime Chanyeol asks Sehun if the secret ingredient was dirty socks, and Kyungsoo tells her to chill. Jongdae pulls a mini-yoghurt out of the fridge. “Will this do?”

“Anything will do,” Chanyeol says in a hurry and few moments later she takes her first scoop of the yoghurt. She sounds pleased. “Hey, isn’t this like the ones you ate at that radio show?” she asks and holds up the cup. Kyungsoo gasps quietly. By ‘that radio show’ does she mean-

“You know, the one where you ate yoghurt sexily~”
-that’s the one. That day may have been one of the worst in Kyungsoo’s entire life because Jongdae was making her so sexually frustrated, she was afraid she was going to leak all over hear chair from the wetness.

“Oh yeah, that’s right,” Jongdae says and smiles lazily.

“You were such a hoe, unnie,” Sehun says and tries to eat some of her noodles. She grimaces but doesn’t say anything. Jongdae looks towards Kyungsoo who doesn’t dare to look back at her.

“I gotta say, I didn’t expect that from you,” Chanyeol says and takes another scoop. Jongdae almost looks offended.

“Excuse me? You don’t think highly of my hoe-abilities?”

“Nah, I think it was a one-hit-wonder, if you can say that.” Chanyeol sucks on the spoon. “Meaning, I don’t think you can ever be so hoe’y again.”

“Challenged accepted, give me that yoghurt, you prick,” Jongdae says and snatches the cup from Chanyeol before she can even answer. She points the spoon at Kyungsoo. “You’ll be the impartial judge,” she demands, and Kyungsoo swallows. Yeah, she thinks, impartial.

Jongdae takes a deep breath before closing her eyes, and then proceeds to dig up some of the yoghurt and lifting the spoon to her lips. A bit of the yoghurt misses her mouth and sticks to her lips, while Jongdae sucks on the spoon, licking it clean, and Kyungsoo wishes that it was her Jongdae was licking right now. Kyungsoo’s eyes widen as Jongdae twirls her tongue around, gathering the leftover yogurt on her lips in a slow motion, before finally shutting her mouth. She makes a little smile and then opens her eyes, to send the others a flirty glare. There’s quiet for a while, but it’s broken by Jongdae’s loud outburst of laughter.

“You want to take your statement back, Chanyeol?” she asks, when she sees the shocked expression on Chanyeol’s face. The latter quickly closes her mouth and shakes her head.

“Uh, not until I hear the judge’s verdict,” she insists and looks at Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo is still staring. She’s in disbelief, every part of her body is just screaming, and she feels so hot, it almost hurts. “Kyungsoo?” Chanyeol repeats, and finally Kyungsoo snaps out of her daze.

“Uh… right,” she stammers and looks at Jongdae, but her eyes are crinkling in such a cute way, that Kyungsoo has to look down at her lap instead. It makes her notice the faint pounding inside her, and she wants to curse at herself for being turned on so easily. “Um, that was really nice, A+ for effort and your amazing hoe-abilities,” she babbles, way quicker than normal, and then rises from her chair swiftly. “Anyways, I’m tired, so I’ll go to bed, goodnight!” And with those words, Kyungsoo leaves the other three, very confused-looking, girls and hurries to her bedroom, ignoring Chanyeol calling her name.

Kyungsoo slams the door. She needs to touch herself, and she needs to be fast, because who the fuck knows when Chanyeol is going to burst into the room. She walks over to her bed and takes a deep breath. Jongdae was absolutely cruel just now, holy fuck. The image of Jongdae eating that fucking yoghurt is haunting Kyungsoo’s brain right now- the way Jongdae’s tongue licked her lips, the way her tongue moved, it’s all too much for Kyungsoo and she needs to let out some sexual frustrations. She doesn’t even manage to get under the covers though, before the door opens. She groans.

“Chanyeol go a--” she stops midsentence when her eyes lands on Jongdae, who closes the door behind her. “Jongdae,” Kyungsoo stammers and stands up. Jongdae looks at her with that look again, that look Kyungsoo can’t understand, before walking towards her. Kyungsoo fiddles a bit with her hair. “Um, I really need to sleep, so uh, shouldn’t you be with the others--” she is cut off, when Jongdae is standing right before her and Kyungsoo forgets what she was about to say. Kyungsoo wants to die. Jongdae’s face is turning a bit less serious and she smirks.

“How stupid do you think I am?” she asks and looks at Kyungsoo’s lips. Before Kyungsoo can answer, Jongdae places her lips Kyungsoo’s. Kyungsoo’s breath hitches as she feels Jongdae’s mouth slide against hers, and she tenses up immediately. What the fuck is going on?! Jongdae has one hand buried in her hair and another lying on her shoulder, and meanwhile Kyungsoo’s arms are just hanging awkwardly by her sides. Jongdae pulls back and Kyungsoo takes a deep breath.

“I…” she whispers looking into Jongdae’s eyes. “What?”

Jongdae grins. “I know you like me, you know?” she says. “I’ve known for some time, waiting for you to make the first move, but God, Kyungsoo, you are hopeless!” Kyungsoo’s face reddens.

“W… waiting for me to make the first move?” she questions. “Why?” Jongdae curls her hand around Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

“Because I like you too, you idiot, why else,” she announces and Kyungsoo’s heart is beating so fast, she think she’s going to pass out.

“You… like me?” she asks, eyes wide, and Jongdae laughs nervously.

“Can you stop asking questions!” she whines and avoids Kyungsoo’s eyes. “Why else do you think I would put up a show like that before? Why else do you think I touch you all the time? Why else do you think I get really sad when you won’t join us for drinks? And when you do, why else do you think I would sit with you in the bathroom for two hours while you puke?”

“You are not one to talk, that happened one time,” Kyungsoo defends and ducks her head to hide her blush. Jongdae cups her cheeks and lifts her face to look her in the eye. She smiles, and her eyes crinkle in that way Kyungsoo absolutely adore.

“Your face is the cutest,” she beams. “Can I kiss it again?”

Normally, Kyungsoo would just push Jongdae away from her, and insult her in a friendly way, but right now, she can’t think, as Jongdae’s perfect hands rests on her cheeks and her eyes are sparkling like that- like fucking stars. This is what Jongdae does to her.

“Yeah,” Kyungsoo almost whispers as her eyes land on Jongdae’s lips. She sees the way, her lips widens even more in a smile.

“Please be more into it this time?” Jongdae jokes and Kyungsoo curls her hands.

“You caught me off guard, what was I--” and once again, Jongdae interrupts her with her mouth on Kyungsoo’s. Kyungsoo is still a bit tense, but Jongdae rubs little circles on her right cheek, until Kyungsoo slowly gives in, close her eyes and relaxes into Jongdae’s touch.
The kiss begins as soft and sweet, just like Kyungsoo always wanted her first (well, almost first) kiss with Jongdae to be. The sweet taste of Jongdae is filling her entire body with heat, and just when she thinks, it can’t get better, Jongdae’s tongue slides into her mouth. Kyungsoo’s hands slowly reach up to hold onto Jongdae’s shoulders, at the same time as Jongdae’s left hand travels down Kyungsoo’s body, stroking her chest briefly, before settling on her waist. The kiss turns hot and messy, and Kyungsoo moans slightly, when Jongdae speeds up and gently bite down onto Kyungsoo’s lower lip, and then Kyungsoo realizes that Jongdae’s hand is slowly starting to stroke her through her jeans.

“Oh, no, I--” Kyungsoo tries as she breaks the kiss and is silenced again when Jongdae rests her head on her shoulder.

“Please don’t tell me you don’t want this,” Jongdae almost whimpers against her skin before kissing her neck gently. Kyungsoo eyes flutter and she takes a sharp breath.

“N-no, that’s not it, it’s--”

“Because I know you’d be lying. I’ve heard you.”

“-- it’s just because- wait, what do you mean, you’ve heard me?” Kyungsoo asks, feeling light headed as Jongdae sucks in her skin between her teeth.

“When you touch yourself,” Jongdae replies, and Kyungsoo’s eyes fly open.

“You gotta be kidding--”

“The way you whimper my name is so cute.” Kyungsoo covers her face with one of her hands. The humiliation. “Can’t wait to hear it again.”

“I hate you,” she says and Jongdae detaches her lips from her skin and pouts at her.

“Don’t be mean,” she whines. Kyungsoo punches her in the shoulder.

“You’re mean, you’re the one… teasing me,” she says and looks away from Jongdae. She can still feel her smile.

“Trust me, I could do lot worse teasing, than what I just did,” Jongdae says. “But I guess you don’t like getting teased?” Kyungsoo nods, still not looking at Jongdae. Jongdae laughs and licks her lips before slowly moving them to Kyungsoo’s ear. Kyungsoo swears, she can feel the curl of Jongdae’s mouth and it’s making her eyes flutter a bit. “So you don’t want to have sex with me?”

“Of course I do,” the answer comes a little too quickly and Kyungsoo squeezes her eyes shut, when the breath from Jongdae’s low chuckle hits her ear. She takes a deep breath. “It’s just… I kinda… don’t want you to see my underwear.”

Jongdae lifts her head and looks straightly at Kyungsoo. “You what?” she asks in disbelief. Kyungsoo looks at her, but tries her best to avoid eye contact.

“Well um… it’s just… it doesn’t match, and uh, my panties are kinda not sexy at all, and uh--”

“You’re kidding me.” Kyungsoo is taken aback at Jongdae’s sudden outburst. “You’re worried about me, judging you or not finding you sexy, because of your underwear?”

Kyungsoo fiddles with her hands. Is she supposed to answer that? She hestitates a bit. "I just... want it to be perfect."

Jongdae's face softens and she smiles. “Kyungsoo,” she begins, and takes the younger girl’s hands in hers. “Remember the first time we went out to drink together?” Oh no. “Remember how you got so drunk, me and Yixing had to carry you all the way home, praying to god, that no one would see us? Remember how, you puked all over yourself, just as Yixing went to bed, and I had to remove all of your clothes except for your hello kitty panties and matching socks?”

“That, uh, doesn’t ring any bells,” Kyungsoo replies and shift her eyes. God she hates that story.

“Well, with how drunk you were, it doesn’t surprise me, but the point is-” Jongdae laughs, and holds tighter around Kyungsoo’s hands. “Not only have I seen that, incredibly pathetic sight-”

“Thanks,”

“-I’ve seen a lot of other things. I have seen you change a tampon once, I have comforted you, when you had tears and snot leaking from all over your face, I’ve heard you complain about your diarrhea that one time-”

“Listen, what the fuck is your point,” Kyungsoo interrupts, making Jongdae laugh. She takes a deep breath.

“The point is… that even though I’ve been a witness to all of those supposedly ‘not-sexy-at-all’-moments, I still find you incredibly gorgeous. And I couldn’t care fucking less about your childish panties. It's going to be perfect no matter what.”

Kyungsoo laughs briefly, feeling warm inside because of Jongdae's words. “Well I’m not shaved either.”

“Oh dear lord, what am I going to do now?” Jongdae wails. “What do you think I am- a straight white boy? I don’t care about you being shaved or not.” She leans in to capture Kyungsoo’s lips. “We’re gonna have a good time regardless of that.” Kyungsoo sucks in a breath before Jongdae pushes her down on her bed and gets on top of her. Their mouths press together in a kiss once again.
“I was seriously thinking about fucking you in the practice room earlier today,” Jongdae mumbles against Kyungsoo’s lips and slides her hands up her body.

“Me too,” Kyungsoo breathes and kisses Jongdae before she withdraws. She smirks.

“Seriously?” she asks, and Kyungsoo just rolls her eyes. Jongdae keeps smiling and dips down to attach her mouth to Kyungsoo’s again. Kyungsoo can feel the heat in her body spreading just by Jongdae being so unbelievable close to her. Her hands find their way to Jongdae’s ass and she squeezes gently, adding the pressure on her. Jongdae moans into Kyungsoo’s mouth, and Kyungsoo’s almost afraid she is gonna cum right there and then because of that. “So tell me,” Jongdae lets out a shaky breath and plants an openmouthed kiss to Kyungsoo’s neck. “What exactly where you thinking of me doing?”

“You’re a dirty talker?” Kyungsoo asks and lets out a breath, when Jongdae sucks on her skin.

“You aren’t?” she asks back, and Kyungsoo almost laughs.

“I just… I don’t think I’m very good at it, that’s all.”

“Who cares,” Jongdae assures and slides a hand up Kyungsoo’s shirt to cup her breast through her bra. Kyungsoo sighs. “Just… tell me, what you were thinking about.” Jongdae continues.

“Why can’t you tell me what you were thinking about, if you’re such a pro?” Kyungsoo responds. Jongdae laughs.

“I’m not a pro, but okay then,” she says, and Kyungsoo wants to hit her, until Jongdae’s breath ghosts over face. “I just... I want to feel all of you, you know? I want to feel you on every inch of my skin, and just… touch you forever,” Jongdae grinds her hips against Kyungsoo and they both breathe out. “The thought of me between your thighs has been haunting me lately,” Jongdae’s voice whimpers a bit more now, making Kyungsoo feel lightheaded. She wants to say something back, but at the same time, she wants Jongdae to be all in control, and let her do the talking.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” Jongdae whispers and that's the last drop that makes Kyungsoo feels like she's going to die from a heatstroke.

“We have to get rid of our clothes,” she breathes and sits up. Jongdae kisses her on the mouth, sliding their tongues together and Kyungsoo slips a hand through Jongdae’s short hair, before breaking the kiss. Jongdae stars undoing a few of the buttons on Kyungsoo’s shirt.

“God, I can’t wait to see you naked for me for once, and not just because we have to change in front of each other all the time,” Jongdae laughs. “I love your body so much, it’s gorgeous.”

“Come on, don’t overdo it,” Kyungsoo says and pulls at the bottom of Jongdae’s t-shirt.

“What do you mean ‘overdo it’?” Jongdae asks and slides the material of the shirt off of Kyungsoo’s shoulders, exposing her chest. “Have you seen your body? Your boobs, your waist, your ass--”

“Yeah, I’m pear-shaped, so there’s plenty of it,” Kyungsoo groans and insists on pulling Jongdae’s t-shirt over her head. She’s wearing such a cute black bra, with a little white bow in the middle, and Kyungsoo wants to dive right into her boobs. Jongdae is about to speak up, when Kyungsoo places a finger on her mouth to silence her. “Listen,” she says. “It’s not that I hate my body,” she removes her finger and tries not to make eye contact with Jongdae “But like, how can my body be considered gorgeous, when we live with people like fucking Jongin or Yixing?”

“A body can be gorgeous even if it’s not hourglass-shaped, you know that, right?” Jongdae asks back with a smile. Kyungsoo smiles back.

“Yes, I know, you’re sitting right in front of me.” She says, staring at Jongdae. Jongdae wails.

“How cheesy!” she yells and reaches out to pop the buttons of Kyungsoo’s jeans. “Besides, if you consider the perfect body as someone like Jongin and Yixing, then what the hell are me and my flat chest doing there?”

“You’re not flat chested,” Kyungsoo protests and manages to get her pants down her hips, so Jongdae can slide them off of her legs. “Chanyeol and Baekhyun are flat-chested. Your boobs are just cute.” Jongdae smiles.

“Oh really?”

“Really,” Kyungsoo repeats and reaches behind Jongdae’s back to unclip her bra. She slides the straps off her shoulders and tosses the bra to the side, before cupping Jongdae’s boobs. “See- they’re a perfect handful, and perky and bouncy.” Jongdae lets out a breathy laugh as Kyungsoo squeezes her boobs between her hands, fingers just barely stroking her nipples. “Unlike my saggy tits.”

“Saggy tits my ass, they’re just bigger,” Jongdae says and removes Kyungsoo’s hands. It’s her turn to remove Kyungsoo’s bra and free her boobs into the cold air. She leans forward to suck on Kyungsoo’s breast, tongue flicking over her nipple, and Kyungsoo whines in response.

“Okay, this is taking too long, we’re too slow,” she breathes and pushes Jongdae’s head away. She wipes her mouth.

“I agree.” She sits up a bit, so she’s able to get rid of her shorts, and then they’re both left in their panties. But they don’t move. It’s like, right now, they have an unspoken agreement to just drink in each other, to appreciate everything in each other with just their eyes. As if they’re both mentally preparing themselves to appreciate each other with their entire body and mind too. Kyungsoo feels so lightheaded from all the staring, that she can barely sit up straight, and it seems like Jongdae knows it, because she giggles and leans forward to plant a kiss on Kyungsoo’s lips. She keeps placing little kisses around Kyungsoo’s face and neck, making the latter melt completely and before she knows it Kyungsoo’s lying on her back, with Jongdae’s mouth attached to her, making her way down Kyungsoo’s body.

She’s going slowly, and it’s making Kyungsoo pant in frustration. “Jongdae,” she breathes when it feels like Jongdae’s been kissing above her panty line for what seems like hours.

Jongdae smiles- Kyungsoo can feel it against her skin. “Mmm?” she hums, and Kyungsoo can sense her goddamn lip-curl, and it’s only adding desperation to her mind.

“Touch me,” Kyungsoo’s voice is shaking, and she feels embarrassed for asking, but she needs this, she needs Jongdae.

Jongdae makes a small sound, almost a purr, and Kyungsoo doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry, so she just keeps quiet, as Jongdae peels her underwear off. She feels her face redden at the thought of Jongdae observing her like this. At least, that must be what she’s doing, because she isn’t doing anything else. Kyungsoo is a second from complaining, and telling Jongdae to hurry the fuck up, when suddenly, Jongdae is pressing her tongue against her slit, making Kyungsoo cry out embarrassingly loud. Jongdae laughs against her, and it's really not helping.

"Not too loud," she murmurs and drags her tongue along Kyungsoo's folds again, making her whine. "Can't have anyone getting suspicious and walk in."

There's a brief image of Chanyeol and Jongin flashing through Kyungsoo's mind and she tries to sit up. "Chanyeol," she says, and it turns into a moan, when Jongdae lightly flicks her clit with her tongue.

"My name is Jongdae, but okay," she teases and Kyungsoo intertwines her fingers in Jongdae's hair.

"No you assh-hole," she moans as Jongdae continues working her. "Roommates- they can come in any time." Jongdae withdraws her tongue and kisses Kyungsoo's inner thighs instead, biting slightly, and probably leaving marks, before answering.

"Jongin is out, and I asked Baekhyun to distract Chanyeol before coming in here," she says and looks up at Kyungsoo with a lazy smile. Her mouth is wet, and Kyungsoo can't tell whether it's from spit or from her wetness. Both things are turning her on incredibly.

"So... we're all clear?" she asks, sounding out of breath, and Jongdae licks her lips as an answer. Kyungsoo smiles weakly. "Well then please get back to eating me out."

"What a polite dirty talker," Jongdae jokes and dips her head down again, and soon Kyungsoo feels her lips on her, kissing along her pussy. She tries to keep down the moan coming out of her, but it's hard, when Jongdae's tongue starts fucking into her, making her squirm. Soon, she replaces her tongue with a finger, and focuses her mouth on Kyungsoo's clit, and Kyungsoo can do nothing but moan her name, feeling herself getting closer and closer to her peak for every touch from Jongdae. Jongdae curls her finger inside her before slipping in another, and Kyungsoo clenches around them, making Jongdae moan against her.

"Oh my God, Jongdae," Kyungsoo breathes, voice pitching, as she tightens the grip she has on Jongdae's hair in her hand, and Jongdae's breath hitches briefly before she sucks hard on Kyungsoo's clit in reward, making Kyungsoo whine from the sensation flowing through her. She can't remember the last time she had sex, but she can remember that it sure as hell didn't feel this good.

"You taste so good," Jongdae whispers and gives her clit one last suck, and that is enough to send Kyungsoo over the edge, pleasure filling her entire body one second after another. Her hips jerk and she thrusts against Jongdae's face as she cums, while repeating Jongdae's name over and over again, like a mantra. Jongdae withdraws her fingers but keeps licking Kyungsoo, tasting her fully, until the younger girl groans and pulls on Jongdae's hair to get her away. Jongdae is half laughing, half moaning when she does so and she quickly snuggles up to Kyungsoo's naked body, as the younger tries to regain a steady breathing. Jongdae noses against Kyungsoo's face, making her turn her head and getting her lips captured by Jongdae's. She can taste herself on the other's tongue, and it's driving her a little bit crazy.

"Satisfied?" Jongdae asks when their lips break apart and sends Kyungsoo her little kitten-smile. Kyungsoo can barely see straight, her orgasm still running through her system, and she simply nods before swallowing.

"I don't think, you're real," she confesses and looks Jongdae in the eyes. "You're good at everything, like, even good in bed, you're too perfect." Jongdae laughs loudly (making Kyungsoo's heart sing) before she sits up, getting on top of the younger girl's thighs.

"I'm very flattered," she says and takes one of Kyungsoo's hands. She guides it to her left breast, urging Kyungsoo to squeeze it and feel her heartbeat underneath. Jongdae sighs loudly as her eyes flutter shut. "And also very real." Kyungsoo can see the heat spreading on Jongdae's face, and she thinks it's fantastic to see her this wound up for her. Jongdae grinds her hips against Kyungsoo's, and Kyungsoo can feel Jongdae's wetness on her skin. She hadn't even realized that Jongdae had gotten rid of her panties before climbing on top of her, but she's so glad that's the case.

Jongdae smiles, still with her eyes closed, looking a bit embarrassed. "I don't want to be boring or anything but-" she begins and then whimpers a bit when Kyungsoo slides her free hand up her thigh. "-but can you please eat me out too?" Jongdae bends down, capturing Kyungsoo's lips in a short, but heated kiss. "I've been fantasizing so much about your lips lately, so..."

Kyungsoo doesn't let her continue before she has them flipped over, her between Jongdae's legs. She kisses Jongdae on the mouth again, a desperate and lustful kiss, before she moves lower, kissing all over her breast, just like Jongdae did to her earlier.

"I take that as a yes?" Jongdae laughs, breath quickening for every inch Kyungsoo moves lower.

"I would love to," Kyungsoo mumbles against Jongdae's hipbone. She doesn't go lower, and it has Jongdae opening her eyes in confuse.

"Is there a 'but', I missed or?" she asks, laughing slightly and Kyungsoo sighs.

"Jongdae," she begins and kisses her hipbone again. "You were so good. So good. And I've..." Kyungsoo hides her face in Jongdae's thigh. Her beautiful thigh. "... never actually gotten down on a girl before."

Jongdae sits up a bit. She looks at Kyungsoo for a few second before blurting out "So what?" and it has Kyungsoo crawling back up to her face.

"What if I'm bad at it? I've only ever... fingered others, that's my specialty!" she whines, while Jongdae tries to rut her body against hers.

"Listen, the last person I was with, was a guy, who didn't know what a clitoris was, I think you're going to do fine," she breathes out and pouts her lips as an invitation for Kyungsoo to kiss them. She does, briefly.

"Fuck, I'm glad I've never fucked dudes," she laughs against Jongdae's lips, and Jongdae laughs back.

"What a good little lesbian you are," she grins and wraps her arms around Kyungsoo's neck. She tilts her head a bit, and deepens the kiss, letting Kyungsoo's tongue slip inside her mouth. "Whose specialty is fingering apparently." She intertwines her legs with Kyungsoo's, bringing their bodies the closest yet. "Show me then," she whispers when Kyungsoo lets go of her lips to suck on the skin beneath her ear instead.
"But keep kissing me, I love your mouth," Jongdae insists, and Kyungsoo licks a stripe up her neck before getting face to face with her again. While keeping eyecontact, Kyungsoo slips a hand between their bodies, and moves it down, before she dips a finger between Jongdae's folds, making her gasp.

"I love your cunt," Kyungsoo replies and smiles as she strokes Jongdae, making Jongdae whimper in a tiny voice. "I especially love how wet it is for me." Kyungsoo continues and attaches her lips to Jongdae's. She quickly slips a finger inside Jongdae, not wanting to tease the other girl for too long, and judging by the way Jongdae moans into her mouth, it seems like she's grateful for the action. Kyungsoo plunges her finger inside Jongdae a couple of times, taking time to work her up, but with how wet she is, Kyungsoo decides to insert another finger rather quick. Jongdae makes a loud noise, that is muffled a bit by Kyungsoo's lips on her. The other moan that escapes her lips pitches up at the end, when Kyungsoo curls her fingers inside her, stroking her inner walls.

"Kyungsoo," Jongdae whines, voice high, as she breaks the kiss between them, and Kyungsoo mumbles a fuck under her breath, because hearing Jongdae saying her name like that, whimpering it in pleasure, it's what she's wanted for so long. "Please... more," Jongdae continues begging and tightening her hold around Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo gives in easily, breathing hot against Jongdae's cheek, as she slips in a third finger inside the wetness, and Jongdae moans so loud, that Kyungsoo has to silence her with another kiss so they won't get caught. She curls her fingers inside Jongdae again, making her squirm and thrust against Kyungsoo's hand, and after a few seconds, it almost doesn't feel like Kyungsoo fucking her fingers into Jongdae, but Jongdae fucking Kyungsoo's fingers. She keeps moving her hips to meet with Kyungsoo's thrusts, and with each thrust, Jongdae lets out tiny 'oh oh oh's, which ends up sounding like the best thing Kyungsoo has ever heard, when she speeds the movement of her fingers.

The delicious noises Jongdae makes is driving Kyungsoo insane, and she wants more of it, so she angles her hand so her thumb is against Jongdae's clit, rubbing it rapidly. Jongdae sucks in a deep breath, and moans Kyungsoo's name in a whiny tone, higher than Kyungsoo has ever heard her, and she can't even be bothered to silence her, because she wants to hear it, wants to hear Jongdae scream because of her. Jongdae clenches hard around Kyungsoo's fingers, and with a cute little voice-crack, she cums, digging her nails into Kyungsoo's skin.

Jongdae's hips jerk a few times, before she slumps down against the bed, arms by her sides, and Kyungsoo carefully slides out her fingers, Jongdae whincing, as she does so. Kyungsoo stays between Jongdae's legs, observing her chest rise and fall with each breath. She plants a single kiss on her cheek.

"Satisfied?" she teases, and Jongdae cracks an eye open.

"Oh fuck you," she replies and punches Kyungsoo with the little strenght she has right now. Kyungsoo laughs and untangles herself from Jongdae's grip, so she can lay next to her and spoon her. They lay there for a while, Kyungsoo sniffing in Jongdae's scent.

"Kyungsoo?" comes the sound from Jongdae, once her breathing is back to normal. Kyungsoo hums in response, and Jongdae takes a deep breath before rolling over to face her. "This is going to sound stupid and cheesy, but I am stupid and cheesy, so it's okay, but still, I just want to know-" she babbles while Kyungsoo strokes her arm, still remembering the way her entire face closed but at the same time opened up, when she came. Jongdae breathes again and looks away from Kyungsoo's eyes. "We're... girlfriends now, right?" she asks, and Kyungsoo loves, when Jongdae shows this side of her- the flustered, emotional, fluffy side.

"Man, I sure hope so," Kyungsoo replies kissing Jongdae on the nose. "Because I'm kinda in love with you."

Jongdae finally looks up, with her shining eyes, the ones that reminds Kyungsoo of the starry sky, and then they crinkle, and reminds Kyungsoo of crescents too. Jongdae is her night sky, the kind of sky you never grow tired of watching, because there's so much to explore about it. Kyungsoo can't wait to explore not only Jongdae's eyes, but her entire self in a completely different way. Mapping out all the galaxies, stars and constellations in her.

"Good... because I'm kinda in love with you too," Jongdae mumbles and kisses Kyungsoo on the mouth. Then she looks her in the eyes, and it's like a lightning strike. "And I kinda want to fuck you again too."

Jongdae is Kyungsoo's night sky- so predictable yet full of surprises.
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“Where’s Kyungsoo and Jongdae?” Junmyeon asks and twirls around a couple of times, to see if she just missed them during counting.

“Probably gaying it up somewhere,” Baekhyun mumbles with a bitter expression.

“I thought you were ‘rooting for them all this time’!” Chanyeol teases and Baekhyun groans.

“I did, but they’re super boring now! All they think about is making out!” She flops onto the nearest bench and tightens her ponytail with a sigh. "I made this happen, the least they could do, is to reward me with never having to see them shove their tongues down each other's throats!"

"I think they're cute," Chanyeol confesses, and Baekhyun narrows her eyes at her.

"Don't ever say that in their presence, because then they'll never stop being fluffy."

"They're just in their honeymoon period, Baekhyun," Yixing says, and Jongin looks up from her phone.

"They're not married, though,"

"It's a saying," Sehun butts in, and scoffs at her. Jongin sighs.

"I know that- it was a joke."

"Not a very good one."

"What wasn't a good joke?" The others turn their heads at the voice, and then see Jongdae and Kyungsoo, coming towards them, holding hands. Baekhyun feels the urge to vomit.

"Your mom," Chanyeol answers, laughing to herself, whilst literally everyone else groans.

"Chanyeol get out," Baekhyun says and pushes Chanyeol's face away from her before turning towards the 'happy couple'. "You too!"

Kyungsoo blinks. "I didn't make a bad joke?"

Minseok laughs and wipes Kyungsoo's mouth a bit. "Your lipstick is a joke, it's all wiped out- you need to fix it." Kyungsoo widens her eyes and blushes slightly.

"Oh... that must've happened when--"

"We know how it happened!" Baekhyun interrupts and gestures wildly for Kyungsoo to hurry out to the makeup again.

Jongdae laughs. "I'll go with you," she says and tightens her hand around Kyungsoo's.

Baekhyun groans loudly. "Of course you will," she complains and waves her hand. "Get outta my sight."

Kyungsoo and Jongdae giggle on their way out, just like a new couple is supposed to. "I think you look great, you know?" Jongdae teases and nuzzles her cheek against Kyungsoo's when she knows no one's looking. Jongdae's skin against Kyungsoo's is not something they're not used to, but being a couple, an official couple, has made it feel different from before. More sparks, more open love than hidden, more security. It's more unfamiliar than normal, but at the same time, it feels like home. It's hard to explain, they've both agreed, but it's a feeling none of them would give up.

They're still walking hand in hand when Jongdae stops abruptly. She looks into Kyungsoo's eyes with a loving gaze and bites her lower lip, making Kyungsoo want to scream. "What is it?" she asks instead and fiddles with her hair briefly. Jongdae looks down and makes eye contact with her (ridiculously) high heels. She shrugs.

"You know that thing your mother used to say?" she begins and taps lightly with her feet. "That thing about... if you feel unnecessarily pretty or happy some days, it's because you've been in contact with your true love- often in dreams."

Kyungsoo hums in response and waits for Jongdae to continue. She does eventually, after looking up first, breaking the eye contact with her shoes. "I think she's right. Because I've been feeling..." She glances down at their hands intertwined, and runs her thumb over the back of Kyungsoo's hand, whilst taking a deep breath. "... I've been feeling so happy lately, Kyungsoo. Whenever I wake up, I just think of how happy and good with myself I feel. I think it's because of you. Because you are--"

"You really are stupid and cheesy, you are."

"-- a massive asshole, oh my god," Jongdae finishes and let's go of Kyungsoo's hand to turn around. Kyungsoo laughs and grabs her shoulders to turn her back, so they're face to face again. Jongdae is pouting, looking deeply offended.

"Sorry," Kyungsoo says and Jongdae just sticks her nose in the air.

"And you say I always ruin the mood, you don't have a single ounce of romance in your body," she says and crosses her arms. "I was gonna say, that... you're my true love." The words come out in a mocking tone, but Kyungsoo knows Jongdae just uses that as a shield. She likes knowing her little quirks like that. Jongdae looks her in the eye and finally cracks a tiny smile. "And I love you, and I love waking up next to you and performing with you, and just you." She lowers her arms and Kyungsoo takes the opportunity to intertwine their fingers. How's that for romance, she thinks, but doesn't dare to say it out loud.

"I love you too," she mumbles instead and captures Jongdae's lips in a careful kiss, lips between each other and skin hot under their touch. Kyungsoo breaks off the kiss with a breathy sigh and rests her forehead against Jongdae's, smiling. "But we have to do something about that 'waking up next to each other', because Chanyeol doesn't like it; she keeps telling me she 'wants her roomie back!'."

Jongdae scoffs and pulls back. "Fuck Chanyeol," she says and starts walking again.

"I'd rather fuck you," Kyungsoo states as she follows. Jongdae stops in front of the door, her hand on the door knob. She flashes her kitty smile at Kyungsoo, making the butterflies in her stomach come to life.

"I'd rather you fuck me too," Jongdae grins and reaches out to wipe a bit of Kyungsoo's lipstick, below her lip, away. "No let's get you in here to fix your lipstick so I can fuck it up later."

Kyungsoo's light laughter mixes in with Jongdae as Jongdae's finger glides over Kyungsoo's mouth. Kyungsoo finds it electrifying. She finds Jongdae electrifying, and she hopes it never stops.

Kyungsoo smiles and hurries inside to get her makeup fixed, because she can't wait to go out on stage and perform their song; a song that basically describes every single one of her feelings for Jongdae. She knows she will be looking at her for basically the entire performance, providing very good fanservice- maybe too good for the company's liking. But Kyungsoo can't help it-

Her entire universe is Jongdae.

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