(drabble) genie for you, girl
genie for you, girl
yonghwa/sooyoung, onesided!yonghwa/seohyun
r, ~331w
in which seohyun is just part of yonghwa and sooyoung's elaborate sex game.
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"i heard your song" seohyun's soft, lilting voice floats through the receiver.
"aa-ah, i see. i'm guessing you got my message" yonghwa attempts to keep his voice steady.
there's a delicate giggle, before seohyun quietly replies a content yeah. yonghwa laughs, low and rich.
"did you like it?" he asks cheekily.
yonghwa can hear her blushing over the phone.
"y-yeah, i did. it was um - really cute. um - thank you. i'll - i'll see you for we got married recording on monday, okay?" she stumbles over her words, and it's as adorable as a chubby four-year-old.
"yeah, o-okay" yonghwa suppresses a groan, because this is seohyun he's talking to, pure, innocent seohyun, that doesn't deserve to be corrupted by the manipulative games he plays.
"okay, bye"
"b-bye"
yonghwa doesn't even hear the dialtone as he comes, hard and fast. sooyoung straightens up, wiping at her mouth.
"god, you have such a fetish yo~ong" she smirks, licking her lips. "who knew you'd come so fast when you're on the phone with your pretend-wife? an exhibitionist. i like it." she winks, chuckling.
yonghwa rolls his eyes. he tugs onto his lap, his palm firmly cupping her ass.
"ah, but i'm not the one who has a thing for fucking their bandmate's pretend-husband behind their back, am i?" he retorts, tracing the small of her back.
sooyoung wrinkles her nose in distaste, fingers curling against his chest.
"we're being a bit mean, aren't we? we should probably tell her this is all some elaborate game to us, with the teasing and the sneaking around and the well-placed i'm genie for you, girl, shouldn't we? is it awful for us to be turned on by using seohyun as a cover?"
yonghwa thinks about little innocent seohyun slowly falling for him, believing his sweet words while all this time, he's been fucking sooyoung.
yonghwa thinks he doesn't care.
"maybe. but you know how elaborate lies turn me on"
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yonghwa/sooyoung, onesided!yonghwa/seohyun
r, ~331w
in which seohyun is just part of yonghwa and sooyoung's elaborate sex game.
--
"i heard your song" seohyun's soft, lilting voice floats through the receiver.
"aa-ah, i see. i'm guessing you got my message" yonghwa attempts to keep his voice steady.
there's a delicate giggle, before seohyun quietly replies a content yeah. yonghwa laughs, low and rich.
"did you like it?" he asks cheekily.
yonghwa can hear her blushing over the phone.
"y-yeah, i did. it was um - really cute. um - thank you. i'll - i'll see you for we got married recording on monday, okay?" she stumbles over her words, and it's as adorable as a chubby four-year-old.
"yeah, o-okay" yonghwa suppresses a groan, because this is seohyun he's talking to, pure, innocent seohyun, that doesn't deserve to be corrupted by the manipulative games he plays.
"okay, bye"
"b-bye"
yonghwa doesn't even hear the dialtone as he comes, hard and fast. sooyoung straightens up, wiping at her mouth.
"god, you have such a fetish yo~ong" she smirks, licking her lips. "who knew you'd come so fast when you're on the phone with your pretend-wife? an exhibitionist. i like it." she winks, chuckling.
yonghwa rolls his eyes. he tugs onto his lap, his palm firmly cupping her ass.
"ah, but i'm not the one who has a thing for fucking their bandmate's pretend-husband behind their back, am i?" he retorts, tracing the small of her back.
sooyoung wrinkles her nose in distaste, fingers curling against his chest.
"we're being a bit mean, aren't we? we should probably tell her this is all some elaborate game to us, with the teasing and the sneaking around and the well-placed i'm genie for you, girl, shouldn't we? is it awful for us to be turned on by using seohyun as a cover?"
yonghwa thinks about little innocent seohyun slowly falling for him, believing his sweet words while all this time, he's been fucking sooyoung.
yonghwa thinks he doesn't care.
"maybe. but you know how elaborate lies turn me on"
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