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That same night, Mayu has what feels like the worst sleep of her life. She tossed and turned all night, merely from thinking about the woman she’d encountered the night prior.
She tries her best to get through rehearsals without thinking of the alluring stranger she will (inevitably) see again tonight.
She zones out again on her break as she stretches. Her behavior today doesn’t go unnoticed.
“…Mayu.” She refocuses when she hears Jiyeon, her coworker and best friend call for her. From her tone, she must’ve been trying to get the girl's attention for a while.
Oops.
“Hey, you okay? You seem.. distracted.” Jiyeon inches closer to the girl, as if trying to read her mind.
Mayu sighs, frowning. “Is it really that noticeable?”
This makes Jiyeon laugh. “You’ve been making mistakes in the routine all day. It’s just not like you.”
Mayu lets a frustrated noise escape her throat. “I’m sorry, okay? Last night, I had the strangest encounter. It made me realize I’m a Lesbian.”
Jiyeon’s mouth hangs open for a few seconds. “All that from one encounter?”
“Oh right, you weren’t working yesterday! A woman came in and sat down at that table back there.” Mayu explains to the girl while pointing to the empty table in the back of the room.
“A woman?” Jiyeon raises her eyebrows, not fully believing the girl.
“Yes! She was so hot. And she didn’t even speak the entire time I was dancing for her, can you believe it? Until I gave her a lap dance that is.” Mayu mumbles the last part.
“You did what?! Mayu, you gave her a lap dance?” Jiyeon shrieks, eyes now wide.
Mayu looks away as she responds. “Hey, if you saw her, you would too!”
Jiyeon scoffs. “Lap dance aside.. did you even get her name?”
Mayu pouts before responding. “No. She asked for mine, then we had another stage routine to get through, so I didn’t get to ask for it!”
Jiyeon laughs at the frantic girl again.
“Okay, let’s just try to relax, okay? There will be more chances to meet her, I’m sure.” She pats the girl's head who’s now sulking.
The girl immediately lifts her head up at that, remembering that the woman will be there again tonight. “She’s coming back tonight, she told me!”
Jiyeon grins knowingly. “Great, then it works out perfectly. Now stop sulking. Practice is starting again, come on.” She says, taking the girl's hand in hers and hoisting her back on her feet.
After her friend knocks some sense into her, she’s finally able to focus on dancing full out with no.. certain dark haired woman interrupting her thought process.
. . .
8 p.m. comes and the guests start flooding in. The girl starts to get nervous as she watches from backstage, peeking from behind the velvet curtain to get a better look at the people entering the club.
So far, she only sees middle aged men.
She frowns, closing the curtain back, continuing to put on her costume. It’s a dark blue bodysuit with sparkles all over, skin colored fishnets, paired with a flowy blue skirt that moves when she walks. It’s one of her favorites to perform in.
She does her hair in a half up half down style, and gets started on her makeup. She does cat eyeliner, inner corner highlighter, and a carmine red lip.
Her and Jiyeon practice in the mirror a bit before the performance starts.
8:30 comes before they know it, and the two line up on stage with the other dancers. The lights in the club slowly dim.
The music starts and the audience erupts in cheers, already sounding tipsy.
Mayu is always amazed at the amount of energy the people have whenever they perform, despite most of them being newcomers.
The first dance number goes well. The dancers are now in a line, doing a series of Rockette kicks.
The audience erupts in cheers and whistles again. It’s moments like these where she regrets agreeing to wear the scantily-clad stage outfits, knowing that most of the men are shamelessly peeking under their skirts.
Luckily, all dancers are required to wear safety shorts, so they aren’t seeing much skin underneath.
Finally, they get to the audience interaction segment of the night. This time, she looks around the room for the mystery woman she’d been anticipating all day.
She scans the dark, yet lively room and her eyes stop. This time, at a table closer to the exit. She sees the woman, unmistakable, in a cream colored suit, legs crossed and swirling a martini glass in her hand.
Their eyes land on each other at the same time, and the woman smirks. She puts her drink down, using a finger to usher the girl over before another dancer spots her empty table.
Mayu flushes as she seductively makes her way towards the table, skirt swaying as she does. Once she’s at touching distance from the woman, she gets pulled onto her lap.
A small yelp leaves her lips.
She looks at the woman up close. Her hair is styled differently today, it almost looks wet. She also has smokey eyeshadow on with a black to red ombré effect on her lips.
She looks.. delectable.
She speaks. “Mayu, right?”
The girl nods, unsure of what to say.
“You’re my favorite.” The woman adds.
The girl in her lap squirms at the words. The mystery woman notices immediately and holds her firmly.
“W-What’s your name? You know mine but I don’t know yours.” Mayu finally manages to get out, refusing to leave the table without getting the woman’s name.
The woman chuckles before responding, flashing the girl a few of her perfect teeth.
“I never told you, did I? Nakyoung.”
The girl’s eyebrows raise. “Nakyoung.” She repeats after the woman, liking the way the name sounds coming out of her mouth.
The woman hums. “But I’d like you to address me as Unnie. Understood?”
Mayu’s breath hitches. “U-Unnie?”
An amused laugh is heard at that. “Good girl.” Nakyoung rubs the girl’s waist with her thumbs, same as yesterday.
Mayu freezes in the woman’s lap at the foreign nickname. She starts feeling hot on the lower region of her body.
What the fuck is happening to me? It’s just a nickname.
As if Nakyoung can read her mind, she starts. “You’re probably hot, hm? Drink.” She reaches for the blue martini on the table.
The woman lifts it to the girl’s mouth, tilting it back gently. Mayu embarrassingly fastly listens, allowing herself to be fed the cold, bitter drink.
Nakyoung places the drink back on the table, wiping the girl’s mouth with the back of her hand as some of the liquid escapes, dripping down her chin.
“Such a messy girl, aren’t you?” Nakyoung coos, gently dabbing her chin.
Mayu blushes before looking around, making sure no one on her team saw as dancers aren’t allowed to drink on the job, especially from a customer's cup.
Luckily, they were all preoccupied with other guests. She faces the woman again, who’s now looking back at her with a slightly tilted head.
“How old are you, sweetheart?”
Mayu freezes, also remembering that dancers are only allowed to tell guests their names for business inquiries, but that’s the farthest they can go with personal information.
She starts to feel lightheaded at the thought of losing her job, but the woman is so captivating, she tells her anyway.
”Twenty-three.” The girl mumbles while looking down.
The woman ducks her head so that the girl is looking at her. “What was that, princess?”
“I-I’m twenty-three.” Mayu says, a little louder now.
“Twenty-three.“ The woman repeats it back to her, amused.
“You’re a baby.” She adds, squeezing the girl's waist.
“A-And Unnie?” Mayu musters up the courage to ask for the woman’s age.
There’s a brief pause before the woman responds.
“Twenty-seven.”
Mayu’s eyes widen. “Twenty-seven? Wow, you look—“
The woman cuts her off, laughing. “Younger?”
Mayu nods, unable to speak.
“I get that a lot.” Nakyoung grins before looking around the club.
She knows that giving money to the dancers is strictly prohibited, but she can’t resist the blonde haired Barbie in front of her.
She grabs about $200 from her breast pocket, stealthily tucking it into the waistline of the girl’s skirt.
Mayu’s eyes widen again. “I-I can’t take this.” She says, beginning to reach for the money to return it, stopped by the woman’s hand on her own.
Mayu freezes at the woman’s perfectly soft hand on hers.
“I insist. A pretty kitten like you deserves to be spoiled.” Nakyoung replies, leaning closer, shiny lip gloss on display for the girl.
Mayu blushes again, looking down. “Thank you so much.”
The woman grips her waist again, leaning in to talk in her ear. “My pleasure.”
This simple gesture sends shivers down the girl's spine.
Nakyoung smirks, pulling her closer and whispering in her ear so that only the two of them can hear. “When do you get off?”
Mayu gasps under her breath at the sudden question, but she answers the woman regardless. “11 o'clock.”
Nakyoung bites her lip before replying. “I want to see you tonight. Meet me at Modhaus St. the second you’re free, okay?”
Mayu’s mouth hangs open for a second before realizing that she needs to verbally reply to the woman. “O-Okay.”
Nakyoung’s eyes turn dark. “Okay what, princess?”
Mayu gulps, remembering what the woman asked her to call her when she sat down.
”Unnie.” She responds, word still sounding peculiar as it rolls off her tongue.
This gets the woman excited. She rubs her hands up the girl’s back as she replies amusedly. “So obedient, aren’t you? Good girl.”
Just as she says this, the music for their next routine starts. Getting déjà vu from yesterday, she hops off the woman’s lap, earning a smirk from her.
The woman sees her off, mouthing “I’ll see you later,” as she makes her way to the stage.
As they begin dancing, she looks back to the woman’s table only to be met with an empty seat and the half finished blue martini she once drank. As if the woman vanished into thin air as soon as their conversation ended.
She shakes the thoughts of Nakyoung out of her head as she finishes work.
. . .
Before she knows it, 11 o’clock rolls around. She uses one of the dressing room showers and changes into her comfortable clothes before driving to Modhaus St, gripping the steering wheel as she does, nerves on one hundred.
She parks imperfectly and gets out of her car, getting slightly paranoid at being out alone this late. She walks a bit before seeing a shadow leaning against the wall, seemingly smoking a cigarette.
She cautiously walks closer, now terrified at being unable to see whoever is lurking in the shadows.
The shadow speaks and her shoulders relax.
“Scared?” The woman laughs, inching closer.
“It’s just me, princess.” She laughs again, walking into the streetlight and revealing herself. “Did you think I’d set you up?”
She has on sweatpants and an oversized hoodie. She looked amazing earlier, but it’s something hotter about her when she’s dressed comfortably.
“Come here.” Nakyoung says after putting her cigarette out and placing a cold hand in her pocket.
Mayu lets out a breath she didn’t know she was holding as she walks towards the lanky woman. She gets eye contact distance, and the woman hums, dissatisfied.
She inches the tiniest bit closer, and the woman impatiently reaches out for the girl, pulling her in and hugging her.
Mayu keeps internally reminding herself that she barely knows this woman. But why does it feel so good? She melts into the hug, wrapping her arms around the woman’s slim neck.
She inhales her scent deeply, trying to draw back a moan. “Unnie.”
She feels Nakyoung tense up in her arms, grip on her body now becoming firm.
The woman lets go and the girl doesn’t even notice. Still hugging, she hears Nakyoung speak. “Let Unnie see your pretty face, hm?”
She lets go upon hearing that, flushing as she faces the woman. Nakyoung moves a few strands of hair out of the girl’s face, cooing. “So beautiful, Mayu. Look at you.”
The girl blushes at the compliment, looking down.
“Come. My house is across the street.” Nakyoung says, holding the girl’s hand, guiding her. She notices the girl’s hand shaking and she looks at her.
“Nervous?”
Mayu nods truthfully. “I’ve never- been with a woman before.” She mumbles, avoiding the woman’s eyes.
The woman smiles, gently raising her hand to her mouth and kissing it.
“Unnie will take good care of you. I promise.”
The girl relaxes a bit at the woman’s words.
The two walk to the woman’s house and Nakyoung doesn’t let her guard down once, sticking close beside the girl, keeping in mind that it’s almost midnight and they’re still two girls walking alone.
They make it to Nakyoung’s house and she firmly holds the girl's waist as she unlocks the door, scared to let anything happen to her.
This makes Mayu laugh. “Unnie, I’m not gonna get kidnapped with you around. I promise.”
Nakyoung gets the door open, still refusing to let the girl go. “No. Better safe than sorry. Now get inside.”
She gently pushes the girl inside, looking around the dark neighborhood, paranoid as ever before following her inside and quickly locking the door.
Mayu’s nostrils are immediately engulfed with the smell of the woman. She looks around in awe at the house.
It’s huge.
There’s dark brown wooden floors, and the interior is chic, with various shades of black and grey.
“Unnie, your house..” Mayu starts, speechless.
Nakyoung chuckles and it makes the younger's heart flutter. “You like it?” She asks, taking the girl's coat off and hanging it up.
“I love it. It’s so.. you.” Mayu responds, looking up at the ornate ceiling.
The woman laughs again. “I appreciate that.” She says, walking into her kitchen.
“Make yourself at home. I’ll make you dinner.”
Mayu immediately shakes her head. “I’m fine, Unnie, really. You don’t have to.”
But she’s too late. The woman is already grabbing ingredients. “Angel, you performed for 3 hours straight. I know you’re hungry.“
“But Unnie—“ The girl starts.
“Don’t argue with me.” She sternly cuts the girl off.
The girl pouts as she goes to sit down.
“Good girl. I’ll come get you when the food’s done.”
And so, the girl settles herself on the woman’s loveseat. She watches the baking show playing on the TV for a bit before dozing off.
She’s asleep for about 35 minutes until the woman wakes her up. Nakyoung gently strokes the girl’s hair, leaning down to whisper. “The food’s done, princess.”
Mayu almost immediately wakes up at the woman’s touch, as well as her voice. She sits up, looking up at the older woman. “Did I fall asleep?”
Nakyoung looks back at her with amused eyes. She cups the girl’s face in her hands, leaning down to place a kiss on her forehead. “You’re so adorable.”
Mayu blushes, hiding her face in her hands.
“Let’s go eat, sweetheart.” The older woman says, taking the girl’s hand in hers and guiding her to the kitchen.
Mayu thanks the woman and they begin eating. The girl eats embarrassingly fast and it makes Nakyoung laugh.
“Is it good, kitty?”
Mayu looks up from her plate, cheeks full. She nods with wide eyes.
The woman laughs again, leaning over to wipe the girl’s mouth with her thumb.
“So messy.”
She takes that same thumb and licks it clean, making the girl across from her flush a violent red.
They get to know each other a bit as they eat their meal. Mayu learns that Nakyoung is an interior designer. She also plays piano as a hobby.
“That’s so cool, Unnie! I was wondering why there was a grand piano in your living room.” The girl glances over the woman’s shoulder at the abnormally large instrument.
The woman smiles. “I could play you something sometime, y’know.”
The girl’s eyes light up. “I’d love that.” She smiles back at the brunette.
Nakyoung purses her lips, curious. “So what about you? Are you a dancer full time?”
The girl hums. “Full time.”
The woman raises her eyebrows in shock. “That’s amazing, sweetheart. You’re really talented. That’s one of the reasons I was so drawn to you the other night.”
Mayu looks down, feeling her face get hot for the umpteenth time tonight.
Nakyoung chuckles at the cute girl.
“So what do you wanna do now?” She asks.
Mayu’s eyebrows furrow. “Wait, so you didn’t invite me over to…” She trails off.
“Fuck?” Nakyoung finishes her sentence, laughing.
“Well.. yeah.” Mayu mumbles, still not believing the purity of the woman’s intentions with her.
“Of course I didn’t, angel. I’ll never make you do anything you don’t want to. Plus, it’s the first night we’re officially meeting. I’m a Lesbian, but I’m not that fast.” Nakyoung explains to the girl, chuckling again.
“Oh.” The girl looks at her, slightly shocked as this is the first time she’s met up with someone and they’re not using her solely for sex.
“Is there something wrong?” Nakyoung asks, feeling the mood shift at her previous response.
The girl shakes her head, scrambling to find words. “No- it’s just.. people just usually want me for my body.” She looks down mumbling.
“People or men?” Nakyoung asks the girl.
She gently lifts her chin up with her index finger.
“I’m not like them, princess. We don’t have to rush anything.”
Mayu’s eyes water as she looks at the woman. She has the same eyes she gave her two days ago at the club. Pure fondness, not a hint of lust.
“Unnie..” The girl starts balling into the woman’s arms before she can stop herself, overwhelmed with her emotions.
“Hey, hey.” Nakyoung rubs the girl’s back, a little taken aback at the sudden outburst of emotions herself.
“You’re just-“
Hiccup.
“So nice to me. You barely know me.” She sobs into the woman’s chest.
Nakyoung firmly holds the girl, petting her hair. “I know you enough, Mayu.”
Wailing is heard in response. The girl is now completely hysterical.
Nakyoung strokes the girl’s head as they sway back and forth. “You’re a sweet girl, angel. Unnie just knows you are.”
The girl trembles in the woman’s embrace, attempting to steady her shaky breathing.
They stay like that for a moment until Nakyoung notices the girl dozing off again. She gently coos the girl awake.
“Wanna go to bed, princess?”
The girl lazily nods, and with that, the woman picks her up and carries her up the stairs to her bedroom.
The woman picks out clothes for the girl to sleep in, as she’s likely uncomfortable sleeping in what she already has on.
“Can Unnie change you, sweetheart?” Nakyoung asks for the girl’s consent before touching her.
The girl flushes slightly before nodding again.
The woman begins undressing the girl after getting her permission. She lifts her shirt up and something that sounds like a gasp leaves her throat.
She slides the shirt up more, the coldness of the room makes the girl shiver.
“You’re so beautiful.” The woman whispers as she gets the shirt fully off, eyes lingering on the girl’s perfectly cuppable boobs sitting up in her baby pink lace bra.
The younger girl blushes as she looks down into her hands.
She unclasps the girl’s bra with ease and Mayu covers herself, now feeling too seen in front of the woman. Nakyoung doesn’t mention it as she proceeds putting one of her oversized shirts over the girl’s head.
The woman then directs her attention to the lower half of her body. She unbuttons the girl’s jeans, gently pulling them off.
She notices the girl has on matching baby pink lace panties. She lazily smiles at her, leaning down to place a kiss on her knee.
Mayu shudders as she watches the woman change her. Nakyoung gently puts the girl in a pair of her sweatpants for extra comfort. She laughs as she looks down at her.
She looks like a puppy draped in a blanket as the woman’s clothes are oversized, and Mayu’s are usually tight fitting, fit to hug her curves.
Nakyoung then picks the girl up to tuck her into the bed. As she turns around, Mayu grabs her hand, pleading.
“Stay. Please.”
It’s at that moment that Nakyoung realizes… she’s in trouble. Deep trouble. Is it really okay to become this fond of a person in two days?
Her eyes soften at the girl as she grips her hand, leaning into her.
“Oh sweetheart, Unnie’s just going to get changed, okay? Think you can be a good girl and wait for her?” She coos.
The girl nods, eyes watering. Nakyoung leans down to kiss her hair, walking into her closet to fetch some pajamas.
She changes into her sleepwear, then walks back out into her room to see the girl fast asleep and hugging one of her pillows.
The woman smiles while walking up to the girl, gently leaning down to kiss her head again before turning off the bedside lamp.
Nakyoung ever so carefully gets under the blanket, remembering to keep a safe distance between her and the girl as she doesn’t know how comfortable she is with being touched yet.
She finds out soon enough as the girl rolls over to face her, whining and making grabby hands at her.
She smiles gently before scooping the girl up into her arms. And within five minutes, the girl is snoring soundly on her chest.
The woman stares at the still girl in her embrace, basking in the moment. There isn’t anywhere she’d rather be right now, but this moment.
She strokes the girl’s head as she feels her own eyelids gradually get heavier. She kisses the blonde's hair one last time before mumbling groggily under her breath.
“What am I gonna do with you?”