Catch Me If You Can
Title: Catch Me If You Can
Rating: R
Pairings: Jungcest/OT9-ish?
Summary: Girls trash talking after dance practice and things get steamy between the sisters.
Warning:In case you didn't catch the drift, psst it's incest with not too detailed touchy feely between sisters.
A/N: Never thought I'd write a non-AU. Meant to be Jungcest, but somehow it turned into OT9 kinda crack for the first part. Take the shade I threw with a pinch of salt, it's just for the laughs (at least I found myself funny whoops), I love all of them >:)
[I’ll admit to dating, if I get caught]Catch Me If You Can
“I’ll admit to dating, if I get caught ”
Recently, this became the line that Jessica Jung, slightly lazier member of the national girl group, repeated over and over again.
Everywhere, anywhere, as long as the topic of relationship came up, she'd deflect it that way.
"Jessi, it's not really smart to do this you know. With how things are."
Months later, after a particularly intense dance practice of a new routine, Jessica received this random sentence from Tiffany.
"Huh?"
"Your ‘I’ll admit it if I get caught’ excuse," Tiffany stated, more worried than she let on, as she twirled her hair around a finger.
"Why? I mean every word."
"Because you're too confident! Look, those paparazzi have no life. They aren’t letting us off, they’re hounding us again and again. What you said was practically issuing a challenge to them."
Tiffany connected her gaze with Jessica, which, logically speaking should at least show some concern over the matter. However, nonchalance even flamboyance was present instead.
Jessica scoffed.
"Take it as I'm challenging them then. I'd like to see them catch me, I think Taeyeon would get caught sooner."
Jessica flicked her hair and intentionally raised her volume. Across the room, Taeyeon showed a puzzled look to the pair. Jessica giggled and shook her head when Tiffany sent a playful slap her way.
“He just have to say he’s not dating an idol if he gets questioned,” Sooyoung shouted over, fighting laughter, her sharp ears picking up the conversation.
“Or just ninja all the way, while cementing singlehood on radio broadcasts!” Sunny added helpfully, a proud look plastered on her face, “Date any guy or girl, ninjas don’t get caught, bish!”
"Oh, you two,” Tiffany wasn’t sure whether to laugh, before brushing the thought off and continuing with a hushed tone, “But I don't think Tae will get caught. She's dating him after all, they have to be secretive.”
"But he's a boy, they are bound to get caught."
"And yours is a man, so he's better at being sneaky and controlled?"
Jessica bit her lips, a little tempted to correct Tiffany but held back. It was for the best that Tiffany thought that way- the secretive person was a certain man with, as Tiffany often joked, a vast forehead.
Yet, Tiffany wasn't entirely wrong about the forehead, so Jessica never bothered to correct her for that either. But she couldn’t fight the urge to mumble silently that the person she was really dating had infinitely superior genes, even in the glorious forehead department.
"No matter, Fany. I just won't get caught."
"Be careful okay. Your confidence might be your downfall. I'm worried."
"I'm treading the line very carefully, so carefully, you don’t even know," Jessica gave a small smile, the truth in the sentence was beyond what Tiffany could imagine.
Tiffany was about to continue her slightly too concerned friend point of view, when the door to the practice room cracked open and a head popped in.
"Wow, it’s Krystal!"
Hyoyeon, who was just a few steps away from the door and wrestling Yoona, exclaimed in surprise, almost poking a finger into Yoona’s eye.
“Unnie! Yoona’s eyes!” Seohyun cried out in horror, rushing to the girl’s side, but Yoona was laughing heartily, unperturbed by the almost accident.
“Woah woah,” Hyoyeon threw up her hands, eyes twinkling, “Don’t call the police on me!”
Amidst the ruckus, Krystal bowed and said her hellos, pausing beside Yuri for a while when the girl lamented out loud about being jobless most of the time.
“Yuri unnie, maybe you can start a camping supplies store…”
Krystal positively saw the words eureka appear over Yuri’s head as she strolled over to where Jessica sat with Tiffany.
"Unnie," Krystal smiled lightly, gaze directed at Jessica and voice quiet.
"Krystaaaaaal," Tiffany yanked the girl into a hug, which Krystal returned warmly.
Her eyes never left Jessica, though.
"Tiffany unnie!"
"Aren't you supposed to be recording? I'm not complaining though! We've been so busy with practices for the japan tour, I haven't seen you for so long!"
Jessica blinked pointedly. Eyes lingering on Krystal's hands, which were at Tiffany's waist.
"Umm," Krystal detached herself from Tiffany's enthusiastic hug gingerly, "I've got some time before I’m needed at the studio. And unnie said she's here."
"Soojung," Jessica cooed, stretching her arms up, a sign for Krystal to go to her side.
Immediately, Krystal skipped past Tiffany, and reached for older sister. Jessica could see the yearning burn, in Krystal's every move and in her eyes. But instead of allowing a hug, Jessica laced their fingers together and pulled Krystal down. A pout peeked out when Krystal plopped down.
"Unnie..."
Jessica giggled.
"So that was who you were texting?" Tiffany quirked an eyebrow, tone amused.
"Mmhmm. Who else?" Jessica raised her eyebrow in turn as she made herself comfortable on Krystal's shoulder.
"Mr. Forehead, for example. You had such a sly look."
Jessica giggled even more when she heard a soft but sharp intake of breath from Krystal. Her younger sister's finger twitched in hers.
"Fifty percent correct, I was texting Ms. Forehead. The superior of the two."
When Tiffany found it amusing, Jessica flicked a finger at Krystal's exposed forehead as emphasis. The complaints were gurgling in Krystal's throat. Jessica smirked and with a simple action of circling her arms around Krystal's neck, silenced the younger one.
Automatically, Krystal snuggled close.
"I missed you," Krystal breathed softly against Jessica's ear, the desire in her tone unmasked.
"You fooled me," Tiffany remained blissfully unaware of the unusual tension between the sisters, "No wonder you're so good at side stepping the paparazzi."
"I'm always alert, Tiff. You just don't notice."
"You're always giving blank looks."
Jessica laughed loudly, not from Tiffany's words but from Krystal's warm breath tickling her. Obscured by their hair, no one in the practice room realized the temperature heating up between the sisters.
"Krystal, you should ask your sister to be careful with this dating thing."
Startled at the mention of her name, Krystal turned away from her sister's scent only to blurt out words without prior processing.
"We're always careful."
"Hold on. What?! You're dating too?!"
"Uh, oh, ummm," flustered, Krystal tried seeking help from Jessica, but the older girl chose to avoid eye contact.
Instead, she stealthily rounded her hand behind Krystal and gave the firm butt a cheeky squeeze.
"Ack!"
"SO WHO ARE YOU DATING. SPILL, LITTLE GIRL."
"I'm not! Oh my god. Really! I-I just... I meant to say she's very careful!"
However, Tiffany, as clueless as she was sometimes, wasn’t buying Krystal’s unconvincing, arms flailing excuse. Jessica sniggered when she saw the familiar persistent look on Tiffany’s face.
“Tiff, my babysis can’t really tell dreams from reality. She told me she’s dating Johnny Depp last night.”
“I did not!” Krystal shot out, while knowing perfectly that Jessica was trying to pull her back from awkward mode, emotionally, she rejected the idea of dating someone else, “I didn’t even get to see you last night!”
Jessica rolled her eyes. Tiffany gave an “ah-ha! you can’t fool me” expression.
“She sleep talked,” Jessica continued seamlessly, not batting an eyelid at the half-lie she was about to say, “I sneaked into your bed last night, Soojung. I was in bed with you, silly. And you said you love Johnny Depp so much and started hugging me. I was trapped in your arms the whole night.”
Krystal spluttered, heat pooling to her face rapidly, when Tiffany clapped and laughed while commenting on how cute Krystal was. Jessica laughed along, voice tinkling, music to Krystal’s ears. Her cheeks heated up even more, recalling that exact tinkling voice underneath blankets, crooning her name. Night after night.
Soojung.
Teasing fingers trailed and made circles on Krystal’s back. Hiding behind the veil of playful sisterly behavior, Jessica’s finger danced, sneakily, on Krystal.
Catch me if you can, those actions spoke and echoed through.
“Anyways, aren’t you two doing a reality show soon? You should really be-”
“Jessica needs the washroom,” Krystal abruptly announced, cutting Tiffany off, to the whole group in the practice room, forcibly dragging Jessica along.
“I need it?” Jessica muttered out loud, visibly amused but not a single bit surprised.
All the teasing was for this after all.
“Yes. You need it. Desperately.”
Jessica read everything as Krystal dragged her out to bewildered stares from her members.
Krystal needed Jessica.
Her lips, her kisses, her tongue trailing on soft skin.
The desire flaming.
She needed the sexily whispered words, pressed against her ear, smothered with lust but telling her of love.
It was all consuming.
She needed those fingers, waltzing gracefully across her body, knowing where to stop and where to start. She needed them inside of her, intimate, safe, exhilarating.
Love.
Yes, Sooyeon almost moaned out loud as Soojung’s teeth lightly grazed her neck, catch us if you can.
[Author's Note:]
Omg. Are you guys out for my blood already? I die without regrets! It was just for fun, I was inspired by forehead discussion and I had to throw shade at the dude. Unexpectedly it ended up as this. I actually wrote an incest fic on the train. Gosh. Anyways gotta run before I get chopped up. Laters~
Rating: R
Pairings: Jungcest/OT9-ish?
Summary: Girls trash talking after dance practice and things get steamy between the sisters.
Warning:In case you didn't catch the drift, psst it's incest with not too detailed touchy feely between sisters.
A/N: Never thought I'd write a non-AU. Meant to be Jungcest, but somehow it turned into OT9 kinda crack for the first part. Take the shade I threw with a pinch of salt, it's just for the laughs (at least I found myself funny whoops), I love all of them >:)
[I’ll admit to dating, if I get caught]Catch Me If You Can
“I’ll admit to dating, if I get caught ”
Recently, this became the line that Jessica Jung, slightly lazier member of the national girl group, repeated over and over again.
Everywhere, anywhere, as long as the topic of relationship came up, she'd deflect it that way.
"Jessi, it's not really smart to do this you know. With how things are."
Months later, after a particularly intense dance practice of a new routine, Jessica received this random sentence from Tiffany.
"Huh?"
"Your ‘I’ll admit it if I get caught’ excuse," Tiffany stated, more worried than she let on, as she twirled her hair around a finger.
"Why? I mean every word."
"Because you're too confident! Look, those paparazzi have no life. They aren’t letting us off, they’re hounding us again and again. What you said was practically issuing a challenge to them."
Tiffany connected her gaze with Jessica, which, logically speaking should at least show some concern over the matter. However, nonchalance even flamboyance was present instead.
Jessica scoffed.
"Take it as I'm challenging them then. I'd like to see them catch me, I think Taeyeon would get caught sooner."
Jessica flicked her hair and intentionally raised her volume. Across the room, Taeyeon showed a puzzled look to the pair. Jessica giggled and shook her head when Tiffany sent a playful slap her way.
“He just have to say he’s not dating an idol if he gets questioned,” Sooyoung shouted over, fighting laughter, her sharp ears picking up the conversation.
“Or just ninja all the way, while cementing singlehood on radio broadcasts!” Sunny added helpfully, a proud look plastered on her face, “Date any guy or girl, ninjas don’t get caught, bish!”
"Oh, you two,” Tiffany wasn’t sure whether to laugh, before brushing the thought off and continuing with a hushed tone, “But I don't think Tae will get caught. She's dating him after all, they have to be secretive.”
"But he's a boy, they are bound to get caught."
"And yours is a man, so he's better at being sneaky and controlled?"
Jessica bit her lips, a little tempted to correct Tiffany but held back. It was for the best that Tiffany thought that way- the secretive person was a certain man with, as Tiffany often joked, a vast forehead.
Yet, Tiffany wasn't entirely wrong about the forehead, so Jessica never bothered to correct her for that either. But she couldn’t fight the urge to mumble silently that the person she was really dating had infinitely superior genes, even in the glorious forehead department.
"No matter, Fany. I just won't get caught."
"Be careful okay. Your confidence might be your downfall. I'm worried."
"I'm treading the line very carefully, so carefully, you don’t even know," Jessica gave a small smile, the truth in the sentence was beyond what Tiffany could imagine.
Tiffany was about to continue her slightly too concerned friend point of view, when the door to the practice room cracked open and a head popped in.
"Wow, it’s Krystal!"
Hyoyeon, who was just a few steps away from the door and wrestling Yoona, exclaimed in surprise, almost poking a finger into Yoona’s eye.
“Unnie! Yoona’s eyes!” Seohyun cried out in horror, rushing to the girl’s side, but Yoona was laughing heartily, unperturbed by the almost accident.
“Woah woah,” Hyoyeon threw up her hands, eyes twinkling, “Don’t call the police on me!”
Amidst the ruckus, Krystal bowed and said her hellos, pausing beside Yuri for a while when the girl lamented out loud about being jobless most of the time.
“Yuri unnie, maybe you can start a camping supplies store…”
Krystal positively saw the words eureka appear over Yuri’s head as she strolled over to where Jessica sat with Tiffany.
"Unnie," Krystal smiled lightly, gaze directed at Jessica and voice quiet.
"Krystaaaaaal," Tiffany yanked the girl into a hug, which Krystal returned warmly.
Her eyes never left Jessica, though.
"Tiffany unnie!"
"Aren't you supposed to be recording? I'm not complaining though! We've been so busy with practices for the japan tour, I haven't seen you for so long!"
Jessica blinked pointedly. Eyes lingering on Krystal's hands, which were at Tiffany's waist.
"Umm," Krystal detached herself from Tiffany's enthusiastic hug gingerly, "I've got some time before I’m needed at the studio. And unnie said she's here."
"Soojung," Jessica cooed, stretching her arms up, a sign for Krystal to go to her side.
Immediately, Krystal skipped past Tiffany, and reached for older sister. Jessica could see the yearning burn, in Krystal's every move and in her eyes. But instead of allowing a hug, Jessica laced their fingers together and pulled Krystal down. A pout peeked out when Krystal plopped down.
"Unnie..."
Jessica giggled.
"So that was who you were texting?" Tiffany quirked an eyebrow, tone amused.
"Mmhmm. Who else?" Jessica raised her eyebrow in turn as she made herself comfortable on Krystal's shoulder.
"Mr. Forehead, for example. You had such a sly look."
Jessica giggled even more when she heard a soft but sharp intake of breath from Krystal. Her younger sister's finger twitched in hers.
"Fifty percent correct, I was texting Ms. Forehead. The superior of the two."
When Tiffany found it amusing, Jessica flicked a finger at Krystal's exposed forehead as emphasis. The complaints were gurgling in Krystal's throat. Jessica smirked and with a simple action of circling her arms around Krystal's neck, silenced the younger one.
Automatically, Krystal snuggled close.
"I missed you," Krystal breathed softly against Jessica's ear, the desire in her tone unmasked.
"You fooled me," Tiffany remained blissfully unaware of the unusual tension between the sisters, "No wonder you're so good at side stepping the paparazzi."
"I'm always alert, Tiff. You just don't notice."
"You're always giving blank looks."
Jessica laughed loudly, not from Tiffany's words but from Krystal's warm breath tickling her. Obscured by their hair, no one in the practice room realized the temperature heating up between the sisters.
"Krystal, you should ask your sister to be careful with this dating thing."
Startled at the mention of her name, Krystal turned away from her sister's scent only to blurt out words without prior processing.
"We're always careful."
"Hold on. What?! You're dating too?!"
"Uh, oh, ummm," flustered, Krystal tried seeking help from Jessica, but the older girl chose to avoid eye contact.
Instead, she stealthily rounded her hand behind Krystal and gave the firm butt a cheeky squeeze.
"Ack!"
"SO WHO ARE YOU DATING. SPILL, LITTLE GIRL."
"I'm not! Oh my god. Really! I-I just... I meant to say she's very careful!"
However, Tiffany, as clueless as she was sometimes, wasn’t buying Krystal’s unconvincing, arms flailing excuse. Jessica sniggered when she saw the familiar persistent look on Tiffany’s face.
“Tiff, my babysis can’t really tell dreams from reality. She told me she’s dating Johnny Depp last night.”
“I did not!” Krystal shot out, while knowing perfectly that Jessica was trying to pull her back from awkward mode, emotionally, she rejected the idea of dating someone else, “I didn’t even get to see you last night!”
Jessica rolled her eyes. Tiffany gave an “ah-ha! you can’t fool me” expression.
“She sleep talked,” Jessica continued seamlessly, not batting an eyelid at the half-lie she was about to say, “I sneaked into your bed last night, Soojung. I was in bed with you, silly. And you said you love Johnny Depp so much and started hugging me. I was trapped in your arms the whole night.”
Krystal spluttered, heat pooling to her face rapidly, when Tiffany clapped and laughed while commenting on how cute Krystal was. Jessica laughed along, voice tinkling, music to Krystal’s ears. Her cheeks heated up even more, recalling that exact tinkling voice underneath blankets, crooning her name. Night after night.
Soojung.
Teasing fingers trailed and made circles on Krystal’s back. Hiding behind the veil of playful sisterly behavior, Jessica’s finger danced, sneakily, on Krystal.
Catch me if you can, those actions spoke and echoed through.
“Anyways, aren’t you two doing a reality show soon? You should really be-”
“Jessica needs the washroom,” Krystal abruptly announced, cutting Tiffany off, to the whole group in the practice room, forcibly dragging Jessica along.
“I need it?” Jessica muttered out loud, visibly amused but not a single bit surprised.
All the teasing was for this after all.
“Yes. You need it. Desperately.”
Jessica read everything as Krystal dragged her out to bewildered stares from her members.
Krystal needed Jessica.
Her lips, her kisses, her tongue trailing on soft skin.
The desire flaming.
She needed the sexily whispered words, pressed against her ear, smothered with lust but telling her of love.
It was all consuming.
She needed those fingers, waltzing gracefully across her body, knowing where to stop and where to start. She needed them inside of her, intimate, safe, exhilarating.
Love.
Yes, Sooyeon almost moaned out loud as Soojung’s teeth lightly grazed her neck, catch us if you can.
[Author's Note:]
Omg. Are you guys out for my blood already? I die without regrets! It was just for fun, I was inspired by forehead discussion and I had to throw shade at the dude. Unexpectedly it ended up as this. I actually wrote an incest fic on the train. Gosh. Anyways gotta run before I get chopped up. Laters~