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The car ride out was awkward until it wasn't. Save for Jeongyeon’s shattered eardrum, everything went back to the way it was 15 minutes into the drive. Sure, Nayeon was suddenly sober and wide awake staring holes into the back of Sana’s head. Her place from Jeongyeon's lap gave her just enough legroom to lean over the passenger’s seat.
Beside them Chuu pouted, Jeongyeon rolled her eyes before pressing her forehead into Nayeon’s back. Nayeon’s scream rudely woke her up but she knew it was best not to further agitate her when she got like this.
The eldest broke the prolonged silence first.
“Momo??” Nayeon redirected her attention to the driver’s side however she was met with nothing.
“We’ll come back to you, Miss Minatozaki, later.” Nayeon looked back at Sana before she leaned towards Jiwoo to hush her.
For whatever reason Momo had this smug look on her face. In the back, Jeongyeon still had most of Nayeon in her lap, her small hands never left the girl’s even smaller waist. The ride was bumpy and Nayeon was still a little unsteady.
Now fully awake and despite the tension the tennis player giggled. From her position she was absolutely loving the drama and Nayeon’s ass was nice to look at and touch.
Seconds ticked by before Momo and Sana went at it.
"Now Momo.” Uh oh…
“I don’t know who you think you’re about to slut shame but you're not one to talk." With all eyes now on her Sana still ignored Nayeon's glare at being ignored. "You fucked Jihyo and Mina, you fucked Ms. Bae, you fucked half the student populous. I wouldn’t put it past you to fuck Jeongyeon too!”
“It was one time!” Jeongyeon cried out, and both Nayeon and Chuu turned to look at her. “Nothing happened.” Jeongyeon rolled her eyes but Nayeon’s narrowed.
Momo chuckled, “First of all, I never called you a slut, I’m pointing out your hypocrisy. You fucked Tzu, why not me?”
“Tzuyu isn’t fucking half the school and desperately trying to fuck the rest.”
“That you know of..”
“Wait… huh?” Chuu’s eyebrows creased as she heard everything despite Nayeon attempting to cover both her ears. Jeongyeon giggled again.
“And you, Miss Yoo, you think that shit is funny? I can air all of your business out and in front of your girl and ChuuChuu too.”
Jeongyeon froze at Momo’s threat. “Okay— shit! I’m sorry- I was just— ugh I saw a tweet…”
At that Nayeon pressed her thumb to the locked hands in front of her to get off but Jeongyeon didn’t want Chuu to see the boner she was half sure Nayeon was ignoring. Nayeon, on the other hand, did not care. She moved off Jeongyeon’s lap and kept looking at Sana. Her hurt puppy-dog expression would normally get her anything she wanted but the Japanese girl wasn’t looking at her.
She just kept glaring at Momo.
Shifting gears, Nayeon asked. “Who told you Momoring?”
Momo ignored the holes being lasered into the side of her head. Her smug expression simmered but the mischief never left her eyes. It pissed Sana off even more.
She took a breath, “Chae might have overheard Tzu making plans with a ‘sneaky link’ and told Jeongyeon who told me and-”
“Bullshit!”
“Yah— driving!” But Sana also did not care. She swung her bag at Momo a second time before Nayeon reached over and grabbed it. Always attuned to this Nayeon, Jeongyeon pulled her back before she fell face-first into the gearstick.
With that, the tension eased a reasonable amount. Although Sana kept glaring at Momo.
Minutes later aside from the music coming from the car’s speakers and Nayeon rapidly tapping her phone, probably texting the group chat, the ride was quiet. Chuu went back to sleep and Jeongyeon pulled Nayeon back into her lap. The ride went on as the tennis player became lost in thought.
♡
If anyone had asked Jeongyeon what she wanted to do with her life two years ago she couldn’t tell you. With two more years left to go, she still didn't. She grew up with many obstacles and many changes. As a preteen her mothers had a very, very sudden divorce as expected it only spiraled from there. She was a self-assured kid, it threw her off balance, very abruptly.
What used to be warm dinners with both her parents turned into dinners alone while they underwent a nasty custody battle. Jeongyeon hated every bit of it. One of her mothers eventually won custody of her and completely cut the other off. Jeongyeon at 14 was heartbroken, throughout the mitts of her home life confusion, and at the start of high school she met someone, at the time, wished she hadn't.
The cutest bunny teeth armed with a wickedly adorable grin brought her Im Nayeon. The girl a year older than her- who first saw her lengthy hair and long legs paired with a stoic expression and decided she had to know who this new kid was. Despite being a year older Nayeon had taken the girl under her wing, introduced her to the other popular kids and the rest was history.
Nayeon never left her side. Despite being the most insufferable yet stupidly hot but obnoxious girl on the planet, she was Jeongyeon's constant. She never left her once.
Fast forward years later, stuck in her dorm, the older girl was on her knees licking the tip of Jeongyeon's solid length. It was one of those rare evenings when Nayeon had the place to herself. Jeongyeon never raced across campus that fast in her life.
Slightly impatient and running off the adrenaline Jeongyeon got from her sprint over, she grabbed Nayeon’s hair in a fisted ponytail and pulled her forward. Her shaft was warm as it hit the back of the blonde's throat.
"Fuck unnie," Jeongyeon groaned looking down as Nayeon glared at her. "You'd think I don’t fuck this throat every other week."
Nayeon’s nails dug into her thigh as slight tears gathered in her eyes. It turned Jeongyeon on more. "I'm so close, use your tongue." When the girl rolled her wet eyes Jeongyeon added a whiny: “ Please ?”
She used the wet muscle to press again the heavy cock in her mouth before Jeongyeon moaned and swiftly pulled out. Her hands fully wrapped around her slick shaft before fucking her fist. She moaned again as Nayeon felt hot squirts land on the side of her face and neck.
"Couldn't you do that in your hand?" The older girl hissed, "If this gets in my hair again Yoo Jeongyeon, I swear I'm dumping your body in the Hans River."
Jeongyeon watched her use her long hands to wipe the cum from her face and lick her fingers clean. Her cock stirred at the sight. Nayeon saw the reaction and decided to put on a show.
She gathered the rest of the cum before sliding it between her breasts. "Do you like marking me Jeongie?" She teased. The younger girl's eyes never left the hand slowly traveling down the smooth skin in front of her.
"You know I love it the most, Nayeonie." The athlete replied in an obvious trance.
"Enough to let me peg you?"
"Yea- wait, what?"
"You heard me." Nayeon was still on her knees and reached forward to the rapidly hardening member.
Jeongyeon let her pump it before firmly stating. "Fuck no."
"What not? I love your ass and Momo lets her girls do it…"
The tension rose and not the good kind they had 5 minutes ago. Nayeon saw the little crease between Jeongyeon's eyebrows and knew it was the beginning of another fight. "Why are you so mad?"
"I'm not mad, I'm just not into that shit."
"But you'd let one of those bobbled-headed whores you and Momo share do it though?" Jeongyeon immediately concluded that it wasn’t about the pegging.
"Nayeon I fucking told you, I'm not seeing anybody else…" Her voice increased in octaves, and Nayeon was sure her nosy neighbors were listening in.
"Who was the tan girl from Gangbuk you hung out with last weekend?"
"Unnie Jesus Christ…"
"You're a fucking slimy liar Yoo Jeongyeon and you better stop fucking them before you catch something and give it to me." Nayeon knew Jeongyeon was very responsible in her 'conquests' but she felt petty.
"I'd rather be a liar than some insecure slut who is too pussy to say what they actually mean."
"Wait- did you just call me a slut? That's hilarious coming from the biggest one next to Momo." Nayeon got up and got in her face, their height difference was comical. "Actually I just remembered I had an appointment get the fuck out of my dorm."
Jeongyeon rolled her eyes looking down at her. "And this is the last time I'll ever say something to you ever again Yoo."
Jeongyeon turned to walk around the room in search of her crocs. "Yeah, that's until you need food or some dick."
"I said fucking OUT!"
♡
“She did WHAT?”
“She also fucked College Math Ms. Son in a supply closet.”
Jennie’s eyes almost popped out of her skull when Momo reaffirmed what she had just heard. “But she’s married?”
Momo inspected the black patterns on her nails before exclaiming: “I know !”
Nayeon found the girls randomly with Momo gossiping at the “nail salon” set up in some 4th-year students' dorm room. It was way cheaper and although they all had the means to go to an actual salon in Seoul this place was just closer and the hot gossip was far better.
“Unnie you wouldn’t believe who and who got caught bac-“ Jennie started but was quickly cut off when she saw Chuu run over to the entrance. Nayeon had tears streaming down her face and her cheeks were puffy and red.
Walking up to them, the older girl sat on an empty chair and pulled Chuu in her lap. Sana who was already done stood behind her massaging the stiff tension in her shoulders.
“What happened, Unnie?” Chuu pouted and kissed Nayeon’s sweaty forehead.
"That fucking bitch Yoo Jeongyeon is what happened. I hate her and I-" A notification dinged from her phone.
It was an email from her Women's Studies lecturer. Ugh.
Then another.
Jy: i'm sorry 2:15 pm
Jy: are you hungry? 2:16 pm
Jy: turn your location back on 2:16 pm
When Nayeon kept checking her phone instead of answering them Jennie snatched it out of her hands. Nayeon looked even more pissed as the girl locked it and slid it into her pocket. She was also annoyed because she was, in fact, hungry.
"Well?" Jennie questioned with her eyebrows knitted in concern.
Momo had her ears cocked too as Nayeon retold the story and everybody else just rolled their eyes, the nail tech included. The on-and-off-again couple does this every 3 to 5 business days, it's honestly nothing new. It's only a matter of time before Jeongyeon comes barreling in with food.
"It's so toxic…" Chuu mumbled against her position now pressed against Nayeon's collarbone. Sana wouldn't help but hum in agreement.
45 minutes might have passed when Nayeon received a fresh set of baby blue nails and put her blond hair in space buns, courtesy of Chuu. She had enough time to wash her face and relax, Chuu never left her alone for a minute while she recounted what had happened. It was adorable, she finally relaxed.
But like all good things, this too had to come to an end. In all her 5'9 glory, Yoo Jeongyeon came bursting through the door with red eyes, the stench of Marijuana clinging to her and Panda Express. Nayeon watched her quietly cross the room to speak to Momo and bow to the tech before turning to the firing squad behind Nayeon, 4 sets of eyes glared at her.
"I got you food."
"She doesn't want your fucking food, Yoo unnie!" Chuu was the first on her feet, Jeongyeon rolled her eyes.
It was overly dramatic, but Jeongyeon knew Nayeon liked theatrics. She got on her knees in front of the girl and held the plastic bag of food before her. "Im Nayeon I'm sorry, I'll never call you a slut ever again or have sex with another. Please forgive me."
The girls, especially Jennie, rolled their eyes because they knew what came next. Either Nayeon would slap her and take the food or squeal and kiss her (then take the food). Judging by the red flush in Nayeon’s cheeks they all knew the outcome. Even the salon tech went back to doing Jisoo’s nails.
"Ya! Yoo Jeongyeon don't ever, in your fucking life, say that to me again!" The older girl stood and pulled the girl up before she jumped onto and kissed her on the mouth. Chuu grabbed the bag of food before handing out individual boxes of chicken and shrimp.
Jeongyeon always brought extra when she knew the girls were with her. The kiss intensified before the taller girl locked her arms beneath Nayeon's butt and moved to walk out of the room. "Wait my food, did you get orange chicken?"
"Of course jagi." Jeongyeon grabbed the bag with 2 boxes remaining with one hand before handing it to the girl still clinging to her. They're about to leave to do things Jennie couldn't help but roll her eyes at.
Momo nodded at Jeongyeon before throwing her arm behind Sana's chair, Sana pushed her off. With that the pair left with Nayeon's loud laughter echoing down the hall.
And the toxic cycle continues.
"We need to do something," Sana said after a moment passed. "They're gonna kill each other if we don't." The entire friend group (and Momo) nodded in agreement.
♡
Back then Sana knew she was pretty, she remembered as a little girl how women and men alike gawked at her mom everywhere they went. Malls, PTA meetings, even on trips to Hakone- everywhere someone would admire her. Sana had that same face, and her mother always told her to keep herself up.
She knew she was pretty, so when she met Hirai Momo at Kanto International High School she didn't give her the time of day. Not even when she called her prettier than the moon. And boy did Momo tell her. It was as stereotypical as it gets, slick smirk and budding teenage muscles wrapped in an ego 50 times the size of Tokoyo.
In high school, most girls would fall to their knees if Momo looked at them, much less talked to them. Sana figured she wasn't like most girls. It annoyed her until it didn't.
"Sana-chan, princess of Kanto, you look beautiful." A 16-year-old Momo with bangs and a low bun jogged up to her.
"Good morning Momo-chan." Sana deadpanned but she didn't immediately shoo the older girl away. As she usually did.
"What class do we have now?"
And so they went back and forth for many years to come. Momo chased Sana for years, she'd never seen a girl-turned-woman as beautiful as the younger girl. Her obsession birthed what happened to be one of the messiest friendships in the Eastern Hemisphere.
As the years went by Sana saw the many faces Hirai Momo showed and hid. Beneath that tough careless shell, she knew Momo was very fragile.
She knew Momo loved her the most. But even the most loved things can be fucked over. And the most important thing to remember is that you can always be replaced.
At 18 Sana decided she didn't want to go to college as a virgin and who better to take her virginity than her best friend? Her best friend for many years- Momo whom she'd heard many, many things about. Things that would make a church usher blush.
Everything went well until Sana fell in love. Momo took her on a beautiful date on October 27th, she picked her up and took her to an upscale restaurant and they had wine. Expensive century-old Hong Kong wine Sana knew cost thousands.
They spent the night under the stars from the rooftop table Momo booked. Sana never felt more beautiful with the way Momo stared at her as they talked about plans for the future. Slightly buzzing and lightheaded they kissed. It wasn't like those innocent pecks they shared at 15. This was a real kiss.
Kisses got deeper and deeper as Momo dragged her onto her lap and wrapped her arms tightly around her slender waist. One neck kiss led to another until Sana knew she wanted Momo to be her first.
She was certain of it.
As the bill was paid and the valet pulled Momo’s car around, Sana couldn't help but stare at the older girl. Was she always this gentle with her? Holding her hand to descend stairs, opening doors for her, glaring at men that looked at her?
She wasn't sure, but she loved it.
Impulsively she grabbed Momo’s hand over the gearstick and brought it to her mouth. One peck, two pecks… before she could kiss it more Momo cupped her cheek and smiled at her. Sana melted.
The car pulled up to the Ritz-Carlton and Momo led them to the top floor. When they opened the hotel room with the card Momo got from the front desk, Sana gasped. Black and red roses spread across the floor with lavender-scented candles and a serene orange glow covered the space. It was Sana's favorite scent too.
Momo watched her with the same love-stricken eyes as she had throughout the night.
"You know I love you the most," Momo whispered in her ear as she hugged her from behind.
Sana took her hand and led her to the king-sized bed in the middle of the large bedroom. With every kiss, every affirmation whispered and spot licked Sana fell deeper and deeper in love with Momo that night. She had no idea the other girl could be this soft.
As they continued light caresses, Momo's hand ventured lower to stroke over Sana's bare stomach. Her dress long discarded, she felt Momo pull at the waistband of her underwear and her breath hitched.
Momo stopped kissing her collarbone and looked at her. "Can I?"
With her eyes closed Sana nodded. Momo pulled the red mesh lingerie down her pale, spread legs. Momo's hands were soft as they brushed Sana's inner thigh. A quiet moan fell from her lips and she made to close her legs. Momo was quicker as she gripped and held them apart.
"So beautiful," Momo looked at the untouched pink lips before her. At the first lick, Sana arched her back. Momo's soft lips closed around wet, rapidly slippery flesh. "I can't wait to fuck you, Sana-chan."
A weak moan left the slender girl's lips as Momo swirled her tongue around her hard clit.
"Mo- momo, please t-touch me."
"Patience princess." Momo went back with a little more force. Her tongue suddenly slipped inside and Sana's thighs collapsed around her head. That left her deafened as Sana screamed out in pleasure. Momo chuckled against her, the vibration almost sent her over the edge.
She felt the bed shift below them as Momo used one hand to remove her belt, pants, and underwear to cup her length.
Not long after Momo felt a sudden rush of wetness as Sana gushed, soaking her chin and the bed below them.
"Fuck, look how wet you are." Momo gathered some of the slick and made a scissor motion with two fingers. Sana, already looking freshly fucked, almost came a second time when she saw the mess she's made.
The older sat up before shedding the black crewneck top and sports bra she was wearing. Her ego stroked when she saw Sana laser-focused on her abs and midsized breasts. Pushing herself over the girl she crawled up her body.
Their eyes locked as Momo settled between her legs. With the first slow thrusts, Sana shut her eyes, the rumors were true. Momo was fucking colossal. With a few more experimental shallow thrusts, after a few minutes, Sana began to relax.
It felt good. Momo sensed she could go hard and slammed her hips forward.
"Fuck! Momoring--" Sana whined before Momo closed the gap between them and kissed her. Again and again, they made love. It was nothing like Sana had ever experienced in her life. She felt whole, completed.
And oh how she regretted it.
When Sana woke up with bed hair and hickeys scattered all over her stomach and neck she smiled. A quick glance at the fancy analog clock on the wall told her it was 3:15 p.m. She must have overslept. She felt the bed empty beside her but Momo's shoes and car keys were still in the room.
Not 10 minutes later, Momo turned to the room with wet hair and a bathrobe on…Facetime? She focused on the phone and her heart dropped. A very clear image showed someone's tits on screen with their head thrown back moaning. Momo watched it quietly, still thinking Sana was asleep.
She opened a drawer and found some clothes. She had to have been here many times for spare clothes to be there. Sana felt sick and cold. Vulnerable. Was she trying to sneak out?
"Shit!" The screen was shut off and the phone shoved in the robe's pocket. "Sana-chan you're up?" Momo had the nerve to smile at her.
"Call me a driver please." Was the only thing the younger girl said. With her refusal to look at Momo, Momo knew she saw her phone.
Sana felt betrayed. Sure, she had told Momo they'd still be friends, and sure this wasn't anything beyond having sex with someone safe but she felt numb.
On the other hand, maybe she was stupid and overly sensitive? Overthinking overwhelmed her. They weren't dating of course, but she still felt hurt. She was in her head for some time before Momo leaned over her to kiss her. She turned her face making the kiss land on her forehead.
When Momo left her parting words were still stuck in Sana’s head. Sana becomes just a tad bit colder every time she hears those words.
"You know I love you the most."
♡
At times Sana knew she was a little dramatic. It’s just in her nature as a film student. That's why she rented a conference room with sofas in a corporate building in Seoul. She set up everyone with bullet points and a presentation. Sure she was beautiful, but she was also wickedly smart and fiercely loved her friends.
Across from her Jeongyeon looked pissed. This was cutting into the last peaceful 15 hours before a tennis match at school. Her emotionally unavailable yet strangely supportive mother was going to be there and she needed all the rest and mental prep she could get.
"Listen, I think we all know why we're here." Sana started, the other occupants in the room nodded. Soojin didn’t but she also proceeded to nod.
"I don't get why I need an 'intervention'. Momo got that girl who dropped out last year pregnant and nobody said anything to her."
"Uh..?" Momo looked around but everybody ignored her.
Jihyo spoke up before the futch with the wolf cut could continue. "We all know Momo is a lost cause-"
"Ya!"
"-But you're not Jeongyeon. At least not yet, we're waiting on Nayeon unnie to get here so you both can work your shit out."
Jeongyeon crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
On the other couch, after Jihyo's little interjection, Sana tried pulling her into her lap. She was absolutely obsessed with the tiny girl with pigtails. Jihyo only rolled her eyes before succumbing to her faith. Sana giggled when the shorter girl huffed but plopped down.
Momo, being who she is, watched the sight like a hawk before biting her lip.
Not long after that Jennie, Nayeon, and Jisoo walked into the room. Nayeon looked pouty as if they probably lied about something to get her there. As soon as the trio stepped inside both Nayeon and Jeongyeon rolled their eyes.
Jennie cleared her throat, breaking the silence. "Okay listen bitches, we all care about both of you, and we can't keep watching you go through this nasty cycle of fighting then fucking then fighting again. It's not healthy, and it's affecting all of us too."
Sana chimed in, her voice a little gentler, "Nayeon unnie, we've seen you at your best, and we've seen you at your worst. You're both amazing people, but together, it's like a never-ending rollercoaster of emotions."
"I'm saying…" Everyone turned to Chaeyoung when she didn't finish her sentence. In all honesty, Chaeyoung thought Mina would be here, that's why she rolled out of bed so early and cut her bangs. "...the same for Jeongyeon unnie."
Jisoo added, "We just want to understand what's going on, why you keep coming back to each other, and if there's any way we can help you find a healthier way to be together."
Jihyo spoke next from her position in Sana’s lap. "This intervention is about opening up, sharing your feelings, and listening to each other. No judgment, no bullshit."
It took two hours but after heartfelt conversations during the intervention, Nayeon and Jeongyeon confronted their issues and made a commitment to improve their relationship. Tears were shed, emotions were high but nobody could deny it was a phenomenal start.
No doubt, it wouldn't change overnight but to see the couple in question break down months of toxicity with the support of their friends, they all knew it was the right thing to do. Who knows what would happen over time? Nobody could predict the future but Sana saw the look of love in Nayeon’s eyes when Jeongyeon tearfully kissed her cheek many times in apology and knew the mission was accomplished.
Tears turned into laughter and a peaceful aura enveloped the room. By the end of it Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung, and Momo were the only three remaining in the room as everyone had something to do. Jeongyeon stared off into the distance while Momo rapidly texted someone on the phone and Chaeyoung fell asleep on the floor.
“Jeong, between you and me if you need to blow off some steam I have a girl for you…”
“Momo shut the fuck up, oh my god… Did you know she planned that?” She being Im Nayeon.
“No- why would I-“
“You’re all buddy-buddy with them and I know you’re fucking Sana again.”
"Fine, fuck off, I knew but you know I can't resist her…" Chaeyoung stirred before opening her eyes when their voices got louder. “And I swear, and we’re not fucking. She’s still in a mood.”
“I mean can you blame her?” The two span to stare in Chaeyoung's direction. The maknae looked down with her cheek flushed pink at the sudden attention. “Didn’t you get someone pregnant while you were together Momoring?”
“Okay first of all we don’t know if it’s mine.” Momo rolled her eyes. “And second, it’s not polite to cock watch Chaeyoungie…”
Momo got up with a smile on her face, Chaeyoung stretched then whined when the older girl suddenly lifted her up and swung her around. Her legs went flailing as Momo threw her around like a ragdoll.
“YA! UNNIE!” But Jeongyeon still looked deep in thought, promptly ignoring the two.
♡
On the flipside, it wasn't that Jennie was a secretive person though she likes to keep her private affairs to herself. Nayeon and the girls knew she had an obsessed ex that wouldn't leave her alone. They knew all her socials were private, she always traveled in groups and she made sure to block her on every platform she could.
Yet weeks of caution proved to be futile as the one time she was alone, just coming from the on-campus library her ex, Yves, ran up to her. Just when she thought she finally got rid of her too.
"So…"
"I told you to leave me alone." Jennie deadpanned, her tone was monotonous as she kept walking.
"Hold up for a sec-" The other gripped Jennie's arm to stop her from walking faster. Just as she was about to pull out her switch blade a tall blond figure approached them. The blond towered over both her and Yves in her black platform boots.
Park Chaeyoung, or Rosé if you will, stepped in. Jennie really wasn't one for unnecessary violence but to see the right hooks the taller girl sent across Yves' face defending her was hot.
It was history from there on out. Just as Rosé turned to leave Jennie stopped to exchange Instagram accounts. It was then Jennie learned she had to get Rosé for herself, she was pretty, smart, and could beat people up.
With weeks of texting back and forth Jennie and Rosé's 'friendship' grew stronger. They spent a lot of them together, and eventually things got heated and they had sex. As it turned out Rosé was great with her mouth too.
She had it all, the looks, the money, the vibe. She had everything- including a girlfriend. A girlfriend who just so happened to be a lecturer at their same school. Bae Suzy, one of the prettiest women Jennie had ever seen, made her skin boil.
She knew it was wrong, and she knew it wouldn't end well but when Rosé brought Suzy up one night after they had sex, and Rosé's phone kept ringing- she made a proposition. It would be a secret.
Jennie could do ‘down low’, nobody had to know. Not even the girls, well most of the girls. Jisoo accidentally caught them in Jennie's dorm. In all honesty, Jennie was relieved it was Jisoo out of everybody else, she would keep a secret. Long story short Jennie introduced her to Rosé, who, in turn, introduced Jisoo to Lisa. As a means of 'distraction' was the taller girl's reasoning.
In a refreshing contrast to the dramatic twists of other relationships, Jisoo and Lisa hit it off quite naturally. Lisa was drawn to Jisoo's charming personality, while Jisoo found Lisa's bangs and aura irresistible.
It was going well up until that party when Nayeon saw her leaving with Rosé. The older had been on her ass for weeks, and she wasn't letting up soon.
Nayunnie: You fucking whore, I know you're fucking Bae Suzy's girlfriend! 11:15 pm
Jenduke: Girl, I'm not… 11:15 pm
Nayunnie: I can't believe you didn't tell me :( 11:17 pm
Jennie rolled her eyes.
Jenduke: I'm sorry unnie, I'll kiss it better 11:17 pm
Nayunnie: Not after you just sucked Park's dick bitch, gross 11:17 pm
Jenduke: Shut up, you'd enjoyed it. She's just your type: tall, blonde, and toxic 11:18 pm
Nayunnie: First, fuck off. Second, we're talking tomorrow. Good night and I love you<3 11:18 pm
Jenduke: I love you too <3 11:18 pm
Well, that was that. Jennie rolled over and softly moaned when she felt Rosé had fallen asleep still inside her. Whatever tomorrow brings… She knew she had to mentally prepare for everyone, besides Jisoo, hounding her with questions. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
♡
If you told 25-year-old Seo Soojin she would be ditching her lectures and joyriding two towns over with some younger brunette girl she met 6 months ago, she would laugh in your face. The music blasted a little too loudly and they were going a bit fast but all the cherry-loving girl could focus on was the slender hand gripping her thigh. Her gaze left the hand to peer across the dashboard with a sigh.
It happened sometime in June. This Taiwanese foreigner randomly walked up to her and rather overconfident asked for her number. Jennie and Nayeon, who were walking with her, both giggled at the interaction. And Soojin, to their surprise, didn't roll her eyes and walk away as she usually did with many, many hopeful suitors.
It should have never gotten this far. Or so she told herself.
“My love,” the heavy Mandarin accent slipped out even as she spoke close to perfect Korean, “What’s wrong?”
The hand on her thigh loosened, but only to travel half an inch higher.
“Just drive.” The older girl sighed again.
Shuhua grinned as her girlfriend didn’t wiggle her thigh in an attempt to get her hand off. Their journey continued as Soojin subconsciously parted her thighs. Next to her the driver’s smile impossibly widened, she felt the warmth in between the black hair girl’s legs and she knew she won.
Soojin almost jumped when she felt her phone vibrate in the bag at her feet.
Kim Jennie: Where the fuck are you? Me and Nayeonie are getting food for the girls 🫤 3:15 pm
SooSoo: Class. 3:17 pm
Kim Jennie: Liar! Don’t fucking lie to me. Who is the girl you’re with and why are you in Guri? 3:17 pm
SooSoo: I told you bitches to stop tracking me 🙄 3:18 pm
Kim Jennie: THERE she is! The real Soo Soo 3:18 pm
Soojin didn’t text back but she felt her phone vibrate once more.
Im Nayeon: Are you safe? 3:23 pm
Soojin-ah: Yes unnie 3:23 pm
Im Nayeon: Did you eat? 3:23 pm
Soojin-ah: Yes unnie 3:23 pm
Im Nayeon: Okay I love you, don’t get pregnant bitch 😘 3:24 pm
Soojin-ah: 🙄 3:30 pm
Shuhua's hand had long left her thigh by the time she looked up.
Soojin could see her squeezing the steering wheel. It was obvious the girl was jealous. It was adorable how red her face got when she was angry. There was no need to be though, and usually Soojin would roll her eyes and not feed in her obvious act for attention but it was cute.
She honestly doesn’t know what she’s doing.
“Put your hand back,” Soojin stared at the side profile of the younger girl. “It’s just Nayeon and Jennie being nosy.”
At once the tension left her body. When Shuhua turned her head to face her at a stoplight Soojin would see the stars sparkling. She could tell Shuhua was madly and wholeheartedly in love with her. It bordered on an obsession, Soojin’s heart fluttered at the thought.
The red transferred to the older girl’s cheeks as got shy under the intense stare.
“When will you introduce us?” Shuhua asked.
“In due time.”
Shuhua chuckled, it was nothing she hadn’t heard before. “ Bǎobèi , I love you, I will love you bravely and I will in front and behind every door.” Her Korean was botched but her eyes were sincere. Soojin was sure the other girl could hear her heartbeat across the center console.
That’s when Soojin decided she should stop hiding her love, while she preferred to keep her love life under wraps, she knew it was unfair for her partner. Her Shu.
The older girl without thought reached over and grabbed the younger girl before smashing her lips against hers. Shuhua hastily let go of the wheel to properly return the kiss.
What couldn’t be said was surely felt.
“I will, too, love you bravely, baobèi.” Soojin’s awful Mandarin made the other girl giggle. And how the older girl’s heart fluttered at the sound.
♡
Some days later three women walked side by side along the Starfield Coex mall strip. Their black, brown, and white cargo pants were in sync, and though Chaeyoung's were a little too long she insisted on matching them with her unnies. It was a gift from Momo’s mother after all.
Jeongyeon and Momo easily towered over her even as she had on chunky platform sneakers.
"Fuck, I'm hungry," Momo grumbled. "Chaengie you're lucky I love you."
Jeongyeon watched as Momo swung an arm over the shorter girl's shoulders and forced her into a side hug. Chaeyoung's yell was muffled by Momo’s sideboob.
"Momo chill, if we get kicked out again I'm calling your dad."
"Fuck off Yoo, she needs a little roughhousing." Jeongyeon rolled her eyes at Momo’s dismissal.
"I'm not a kid!"
"You're my kid, shut up." At that, Momo pulled her back in.
They were on a mission to get Chaeyoung some formal clothes for the mystery woman she was seeing. Downright begging both Momo and Jeongyeon to drive her to the mall for help. They tried saying no but the baby beast was persistent.
Finally, at the Futch™ store, they tracked forward the hoodie section. Zoned in, Jeongyeon pulled Chaeyoung to the side and held up various shades of grey tracksuit tops in front of her. Momo stood beside them on her phone.
Jeongyeon's lips were in that pout she used when she concentrated. "So who's the girl?"
"Can't say…" Chaeyoung slightly raised her chin in a small show of smugness.
Momo and Jeongyeon both exchanged unimpressed looks.
"Is there even a girl?"
"Ya! Fuck you, Jeong! There is, I swear." Chaeyoung yelled at the now-snickering duo in front of her. She waited until they calmed down with a huff.
"Okay, okay, don't get pouty."
"It's Chuu."
At that, Jeongyeon frowned. "What did I say about leading that girl on? Do you want Nayeon to cut my fucking dick off?"
Chaeyoung shrugged while Momo chuckled.
"What else can I do? The one I want won't notice me." She turned to look at the other clothes on the aisle.
"Chae take it from me," Momo started. "You can't handle demonic women like Mina."
The shorter girl rolled her eyes and scoffed.
"I'm serious, pussy like that will have you missing class and buying her favorite flowers. It's a trap, Chaengie, trust me both she and Jihyo are-"
Jeongyeon tuned them out having heard Momo tell that threesome tale a million times before. She wondered what Nayeon was up to right now, her face unlocked her phone, ready to text her and find out.
"Can you tell me about it again? Please?" Chaeyoung gripped Momo's arm.
"No, you little creep."
"Please?"
"Your aegyo does nothing for me, remember?"
"Please?" she smiled with her dimple and closed her eyes.
"Fine… So I had her after Jihyo sucked-"
Jeongyeon tuned them out again to text the baby blue icon at the top of her contacts. It was well after 12, no doubt the older girl would be hungry.
Jy: hey 12:55 pm
Jy: do you want food? 12:55 pm
N🩵y: Maybe… Come to the Thai place with Momo and Chae 1:02 pm
♡
“And she messed around, sucked a few dicks and left?” Nayeon naturally broke her neck to eavesdrop on the hot gossip two freshmen girls, 2 tables down, were spewing. The entire restaurant seemed to be listening, they weren’t whispering. Jisoo rolled her eyes when she saw the ever-reclusive chef at the counter with his ear cocked too, not cooking any food.
“Jeju? Hello?” The eldest tried again. Sat around the largest booth their usual Thai place offered were Nayeon with Jeongyeon, Sana with Momo, Jennie with Rosé, Soojin with Shuhua, and Jisoo herself with Lisa. It seemed only Lisa paid any attention to her, she huffed when the group still didn’t budge.
Soojin looked bored of her mind from her seat on Shuhua’s lap. With the table still not focusing on Jisoo, she whispered something into the younger girl’s. Shuhua was all too happy to comply.
A very very loud ‘Ya!’ echoed throughout the restaurant, and everyone at the table— along with the nosy chef— jumped and stared in Shuhua’s direction. Soojin kissed her cheek in thanks before she spoke softly.
“Jisoo unnie has something to say.”
With their full attention, Jisoo went on.
“We’re going to Jeju again this summer.” She started. “The only difference is we’re bringing a lot more people and Eomma sold our beach house. Who can room twelve or fourteen people?”
The table was buzzing with chatter and laughter as they ironed out the trip details. In the end, Momo agreed to have her father give them access to a few floors at one of the many hotel resorts on the island. They had a buddy system, planned the flight info and all in all, Jisoo, the planner of the group was satisfied. Next stop, Jeju.
♡
Weeks later Jeju Island, an exhilarating haven for the gang of unsupervised Seoul University students, holds a dazzling feel. You have to be there to experience it. The minute they stepped off the plane everyone was excited. Encompassed by crystal-clear waters, the island showcases dramatic volcanic formations, dense forests, and a tapestry of vibrant flowers. The atmosphere is electric, brimming with the aroma of blossoming orchids, infusing the island with an air of enchantment.
Nayeon had her film camera ready, and Jeongyeon found it cute.
As they all meander through the bustling streets, they are met with an explosion of flavors from street vendors, offering mouthwatering local delights, from sizzling seafood skewers to zesty tangerine-infused treats.
The sun-kissed beaches of Jeju beckon, promising endless adventures in the gentle waves and sun-soaked sands. Amidst this splendor, opulent neighborhood mansions serve as luxurious retreats, hidden gems nestled within the island's lush landscape. The entire island is infused with an infectious summer euphoria, echoing with laughter, music, and an irresistible island vibe that makes their vacation an adrenaline-pumping, unforgettable journey. Their buddy system allowed them to stay together and far apart, whether it was fucking, drinking, or tanning everyone had fun, as much fun as they could.
♡
Days filled with fun and laughter went by when Momo found her alone on the beach. Sana was clad in a white and gold two-piece bathing suit, she looked exquisite with her lavender hair and freshly tanned skin. Momo, in a black bikini top with matching swim shorts, couldn’t help but gawk at her.
Sana saw her and sighed before beckoning her over. On closer inspection, she spots two bottles of coconut water in her hands. Sana exhales, she knows the type of conversation they’re going to have. It’s evening time and the gentle waves over the horizon do nothing to quell her nerves. There’s no Nayeon to buffer between the two or no Chaeyoung to poke fun at. It was just them.
With the way her eyes softened, anybody could see Sana’s mood was at least receptive. Momo counted small blessings.
“Sana-chan…”
“Momoring, there’s no future for us…”
“Don’t say tha-“
“I’m not perfect, no human being is but I don’t trust you Momo, I can’t put myself in a vulnerable position like I did in the past.”
“Sana…”
“Let me finish. You say you’ll change, you say you’d stop talking to three women at once then months later some girl shows up outside your dorm saying she’s pregnant-“
“We don’t know if it’s mine yet.” Momo lowered her head when Sana glared at her. “Okay! I’ll shut up…”
The younger girl took a sip of the coconut water and sighed. The coolness washed down her throat as she gathered her thoughts. Momo began tracing small stars in the sand below them. Sana's gaze followed her finger’s idle trail.
“You’ll make me look like a fool.” Sana sighed. “I’ve seen this exact scenario play out over and over again. You say you love me, you leave everything behind then a year—2 years from now multiple women pop up with mini Momos.”
Momo heard the crack in Sana’s voice and looked up. “Sana-chan…”
Silence enveloped the pair. Sana finishes the water in haste when the other girl says nothing. She turns to Momo and rests her face against her collarbone. “Why do you hate me Momoring? Why do you hurt me? Why can’t you let me go?”
“You know I’ve always loved you the most Sana, I know I’m not the most honest woman these past few months—years even but I’d change my ways to have you in my life. For good. I love you Sana, the most.”
Sana only sighed and closed her eyes. Below them, in Momo’s shorts pocket, the thick native islander-- whose number she got an hour before coming here-- sent her some raunchy texts. With Sana’s head against her, Momo quickly opened and closed the phone’s messages.
She pressed a kiss to the younger girl’s head before deciding to unlock the phone again. Her fingers moved quickly over the keys.
M: room 855. midnight, see you baby 6:15 pm
♡
Across the beach on the balcony of a shared hotel room, the gentle caress of the evening breeze carries the soothing scent of ocean air, while the rhythmic sounds of distant waves create a lullaby, lulling Jeongyeon into a state of perfect relaxation. The air was still as she laid back comfortably with her eyes closed, and of course, Nayeon was on top of her.
Lying on a comfortable lounge chair, both of their eyes closed, savoring the warmth of the setting sun on their now-tanned skin, enveloped in the serenity of this idyllic island paradise. Nayeon's thin satin robe was silky against Jeongyeon's fluffy white one. Her hair was in space buns and she felt at peace.
As Jeongyeon was falling asleep, suddenly feeling playful she opened her eyes and sat up. Jeongyeon looked so beautiful in the sunset lighting that Nayeon pinched her cheek and grinned when the taller girl tried batting her hand away.
“I love your small face,” Nayeon whispered.
“I love your big front teeth.”
“Can you be serious for one minute?” Nayeon rolled her eyes and made to get up but Jeongyeon locked her arms around her waist, pulling her closer and looking at her with smiling crescent moon eyes.
Suddenly Nayeon leaned forward to press her lips against the girl below her, their mouths locked as they kissed. While their tongues battled, Nayeon's right hand gripped Jeongyeon's neck and moved her head, moaning at the taste of the complimentary wine on the younger girl's tongue.
Her left hand slid beneath the train of Jeongyeon's fluffy white robe, rubbing against her well-defined abs and causing them to sigh with pleasure.
“Fuck unnie.” Jeongyeon breathed raggedly against her lips. Her arms tightened around Nayeon’s waist in her lap, pulling her entirely against her front. She fought the urge to press her hips into her fully, trying to relieve the throbbing.
“What?” Nayeon smirked. Her lips were now latched on the base of the younger's neck, sucking on that pale skin enough to watch it turn a deep shade of red.
Nayeon could feel the effect she was having on Jeongyeon. She could feel it pressed between her thighs. She could feel her hardness, which made her own parts throb in pleasure. She tried rubbing her thighs together, trying to get herself some friction, but it wasn't working in her position. She was wet, almost embarrassingly so.
Jeongyeon’s lips trailed along her neck and her hand caressed her side, below her breast, she couldn’t help but wonder why Jeongyeon hasn't started fucking her yet. It was as if she was savoring the moment. While it was sweet, Nayeon need her to fuck her.
“I might have to show you what happens when you tease me Unnie.” Jeongyeon rolled her hips, bumping the head of her member against the underside of Nayeon’s clit, making the blonde on top of her moan in pleasure.
“You like that, don't you?” She pressed her lips against the blonde’s mouth, who was now panting slowly and trying to get more of that, but Jeongyeon's hips pulled back when she tried to aim it inside of her.
“You have no idea how good I’d fill you.” She nipped at her bottom lip, rolling her hips forward enough to drag it between her wet folds, feeling her juices coat her.
Having had enough, Nayeon gripped her length and put it in herself. Nayeon’s legs locked around Jeongyeon’s waist, holding her in place as she slammed herself on the hard member pressed inside her core. She could feel Jeongyeon’s tip press deeply against her cervix with each rough thrust, making her eyes roll to the back of her head in pleasure and a little pain.
“You look- fuck- beautiful like t-this, unnie.” She moan in the girl’s mouth, pinching her clit between two fingers as she angled her hips, to pump herself in and out at a faster pace. She looked down between their bodies and the sight of her cock sinking into Nayeon’s core just spurred her on.
With her eyes fixed on their connected parts, she started slamming herself harder upwards into the blonde above her. Each thrust was faster, harder. Each slam of her hips was followed by an even louder moan.
"Oh fuck- Jeong!” Her thrusts quickly became sloppy and uncoordinated as she finished inside. The wet heat spasmed around her cock, feeling her tip shoot thick ropes inside the girl.
"Fuck Jeong, c-coming..." Nayeon dropped on her, breathing hard while Jeongyeon laid back against the lounge chair they shared. “That was…”
"I love you, Nayeon." The older girl’s breath hitched. "I'll never hurt you, whatever the future brings, no matter how toxic I'll love you through."
Nayeon sat up and cupped the small face in her hands. "I love you too." They kissed as the sunset and the air around them disappeared.
“You’re it for me too, jagiya.”
♡