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It’s about midnight when Nakyoung decides to drive to Mayu’s house to surprise her as she was already in the area driving home. Upon arrival, the only one surprised is her.
She hears loud bass blaring from inside the house, and there’s a red hue coming from her downstairs window. She raises an eyebrow as she knocks on the door.
A short haired girl she doesn’t recognize opens it, leaning on the door frame for support as she’s about to pass out at any moment. She looks intoxicated with several substances.
“Who are youuu?” The girl slurs.
The woman peeks inside the house. There’s a lively party happening. She can feel the heat of everyone’s bodies just from the door being slightly cracked.
“Excuse me.” She gently pushes past the intoxicated girl and into the house, annoyance setting in at what’s happening around her.
Once she’s inside, she stops to look around.
The place is a fucking pigsty. Beer bottles everywhere, people making out on the couch, and just overall pandemonium happening everywhere she turns.
“What the fuck.” She mutters to herself.
She walks over to the nearest person, hoping they can be of some assistance. “Hey, have you seen Mayu?”
The guy looks up from his red solo cup, blinking slowly at the woman, just like a cat would. “Who?”
He’s completely wasted too. Nakyoung isn’t even sure if he knows where he is right now. She sighs.
“Short, long blonde hair?” She tries describing the girl to him. He blinks again.
“Don’t know, sorryyy. Youuu are cute though, how ‘bout we go upstairs and—“ Just then, he hurls into his cup.
Nakyoung tries not to gag as she watches him, turning around to look for the girl on her own. After pushing past people making out, she spots her, unmistakable.
She’s passed out on the steps with a guy uncomfortably close to her. His arm is around her shoulder and he’s stroking her hair.
If the woman was mad before, she’s irate now. She storms over to them, ripping him off of the unconscious blonde.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Get the fuck away from her.”
It’s then that Mayu regains consciousness. She looks around, blinking at everything happening in total disarray.
He then looks up at the woman, eyes bloodshot. He drunkenly laughs. “And who are you supposed to be, princess charming?”
Her eyes go dark, and without thinking, she smacks him hard against his left cheek.
Her hand stings violently as she watches him stumble backwards. “Touch her again and I will fucking kill you.” The woman promises the drunkard.
He scowls, touching the side of his face the woman smacked. “You fucking bitch.”
His words don’t affect her as she’s only worried about the girl’s safety right now. “Get the fuck out.”
She watches the man miserably scramble to get up off the floor and flee out the girl’s front door.
She then redirects her attention to the frat-like party still happening around her.
“That’s it, party’s over, everybody get the fuck out before I call the police!” She yells at the drunken bystanders.
She watches them scurry out the door at her threat, no one bothering to throw away their trash while they’re at it. She checks the whole house to make sure no one is hiding.
She cuts the blaring stereo off before speaking to the girl, silence making both their ears relax.
“Go get in the shower and wash his scent off of you. I’ll clean the place up while you do.”
“U-Unnie, I-“ The blonde starts but the woman cuts her off.
”It’s not negotiable, Mayu. Go.”
The girl guiltily nods, walking up the steps.
The woman starts by disposing of all the immediate trash. She can’t even count how many beer bottles and solo cups she threw away that night.
Then, she disinfects all surfaces and handles, not even wanting to know how many people have been inside of the house prior to her arrival and touching god knows what with their hands.
Lastly, she straightens up the girl's furniture, trying her best to recreate it from memory of the first time she came over.
When she’s finished, Mayu’s just about done as well. She hesitantly comes back downstairs with towel-dried hair and an abnormally oversized button up on.
Nakyoung walks up to her and Mayu avoids the woman’s eyes, bracing herself for the scolding she’s inevitably about to receive.
The older grabs her face, making it impossible to look anywhere but her eyes. The blonde gulps as she looks up at the woman, their distinct height difference being something she still isn’t used to.
“What the fuck were you thinking, Mayu? Hosting a party like this without me here.” She berates the girl for her carelessness.
“You’re lucky I came when I did, you don’t know what the fuck he could’ve done to you while you were unconscious.” She adds, roughly letting her face go.
Mayu looks down as she receives the lashings, knowing the woman is right about everything. She doesn’t even realize she’s crying until she blinks and hears a tear fall onto the floor.
The sound echoes in the (now quiet) house.
“I’m s-sorry.”
The woman reluctantly sighs before taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen. Getting déjà vu from a few weeks ago, she sits her down in one of the dining room chairs.
She quickly gets her a glass of water. “Drink. You’re probably dehydrated.”
She thanks the woman before taking two large sips. There’s a pause.
“Why did you come?”
Nakyoung tucks a few strands of hair behind her ear. “I wanted to surprise you.”
This makes Mayu even more guilty of the situation. She sobs harder. The woman pulls her into her chest, shushing her. “What’s the matter, baby?”
The blonde sniffles.
“All you wanted to do was spend time with me and you walked into all of this.. madness. I don’t even know how all of those people got in, I only invited five. I’m so sorry, Unnie.” The girl frantically explains.
She shushes the girl again. “It’s not your fault, sweetheart. Unnie isn’t mad at you. She just wants you to be safe next time.”
“Promise that next time you host a party you’ll notify me so this doesn’t happen again?” She adds, cupping the girl’s face.
The girl nods through tears and the brunette wipes them away with her thumbs before kissing her lips.
“Good.” There’s another pause.
“Plus, I’m more offended that you didn’t invite me.” The woman adds frowning, making the girl laugh.
“Sorry. I didn’t think you’d enjoy it. You don’t seem very social.” She explains laughing through tears.
Nakyoung gasps, dramatically holding her chest. “I am social! I talk to you.” She argues.
Mayu giggles, brushing the woman’s words off. She wraps her arms around her neck, kissing her jaw a few times.
She faces her again and she’s met with wide eyes. “What was that for?”
“Slapping that jackass on my behalf. It was hot, by the way.” The girl whispers the last part.
The woman smirks.
“Yeah? Well maybe I should start slapping jackasses a lot more from now on.” She cups her face to kiss her again.
Mayu hums into the kiss before abruptly pulling back and scrunching her face, making the older whine this time.
“Have you been smoking? You taste like cigarettes.” She pouts.
The woman frowns. “Sorry.”
Mayu gets up and walks to her fridge. She grabs two cups and some of the leftover whiskey.
She speaks as she pours a bit. “How about.. we have our own little party? It’s still early, y’know.” She smirks.
She hands the cup to the woman. Nakyoung stares at the drink for a second, swirling it around.
“What’s wrong? Do you have work tomorrow?” Mayu questions her hesitance.
“No, it’s just.. are you sure you want this tonight? You aren’t tired?” The woman asks.
Mayu shakes her head almost immediately, and it gives Nakyoung the green light to start drinking. She chugs it in one go, not even looking affected by the sharp and bitter taste.
“Woah.” The girl mutters under her breath before starting her drink, too. She takes one full gulp before putting the cup down, turning her face up at the taste.
Despite her actions, she hates drinking. She often wishes there was a drink that didn’t taste like alcohol but still got her drunk.
“That’s it? Lightweight.” The woman taunts, finishing her drink off for her.
The blonde rolls her eyes. “I’m already a bit tipsy from earlier.”
Nakyoung smirks, still not buying it. “Aw. Baby can’t hold her drinks?” She coos.
“Ha ha.” The blonde rolls her eyes again.
She takes the woman’s hand.
“Come here.” She guides her up the stairs and into her bedroom.
“Wait.” She orders the woman before going to the next room and grabbing a chair. She comes back and positions it in the center of the room.
“Sit.” She pats the wooden chair, making the older chuckle.
“Am I your pet dog?” Nakyoung asks while walking over and sitting down anyway.
Mayu grins, hooking up her record player. She shuffles through her records before deciding on a Beyoncé song.
‘Dance For You.’
The blonde slips the record out of its protective paper before placing it on the player. She adjusts the stylus on the disc and the music starts. She slowly walks towards the woman.
Nakyoung watches her with curious eyes.
In the moment, Mayu is extremely glad she’s been professionally trained to do these kinds of things without getting shy, otherwise she’d be a blushing mess right now.
She seductively unbuttons her shirt, revealing black lingerie. She keeps it on once it’s fully undone, wanting to leave the rest to the woman’s mind.
“You had this on.. all this time? What the fuck.” The woman manages to get out before the blonde shushes her with a finger.
She goes behind her chair, similar to the first time they met, and wraps her arms around the woman’s neck.
Then, she comes back around the chair to sit on her lap. She sees the woman about to place her hands on her waist and she hops off before she can make contact with her.
“No touching.” She whispers to the known-to-be handsy woman.
“Are you serious? You must be trying to make me—”
She’s shushed again. This time with the girl’s lips on hers. “You are the most annoying guest. Be quiet and let me dance for you. Please.”
The woman ultimately shuts up at the blonde’s words.
Mayu stands up again to slowly remove her large button up. Nakyoung’s eyes travel up and down her body as it slips off her shoulders.
She quickly gets used to the song's BPM, creating a routine on the spot. The girl seductively freestyles some floor work in front of the woman.
She lipsyncs the lyrics as she does, feeling even more grateful she isn’t on the clock right now as dancers lipsyncing to the music playing in the club while performing is strictly prohibited.
Loving you is really all that’s on my mind
And I can’t help but to think about it day and night
I wanna make that body rock
Sit back and watch
The girl feels her alcohol from earlier kick in, and it gets her excited. She’s now dancing exactly how she dances while she’s alone, careless of mistakes and free.
She walks back over to Nakyoung, straddling her lap. She uses the woman as a prop, holding onto the sides of the chair as she does a body wave on her.
Tonight I’m gonna dance for you, oh-oh
Tonight I’m gonna dance for you, oh-oh
Tonight I’m gonna put my body on your body
Girl, I like it when you watch me, ah
Mayu does a back walkover off the woman’s lap for fun, landing in a split. She notices Nakyoung’s eyes widen in shock.
She also notices the lump currently forming in her pants. She smirks.
It’s about to go down
I’ll be rockin’ on my babe, rockin’, rockin’ on my babe
I’ll be swirlin’ on my babe, swirlin’, swirlin’ on my babe
I wanna put my body on your body
Promise not to tell nobody
’Cause it’s about to go down
She smoothly sinks her upper body down into the floor as she arches her back, leaving her ass in the air for a second.
I’ma take this time to show you how much you mean to me
’Cause you are all I need
No money can emphasize or describe the love that’s in-between the lines
Girl, look into my eyes
The girl crawls towards the woman, resting her tilted head in folded arms against the woman’s knees. She gets up to circle her chair again. She plays with the woman’s hair as she does.
While I’m grinding on you
This is beyond sex
I’m high on you
If it’s real then you know how I feel
The blonde does a few delayed aerials around the room before slowly spreading her legs and continuing her floor work.
Rockin’ on you babe, rockin’, rockin’ on you babe
Swirling on you babe
In my mind all I can think about is a frame for our future
And the pictures of the past
And a chance to make this love last
She showcases her body lines to the woman one more time before standing back up and walking to her lap again. She sits with a purpose.
She can feel the woman hard against her butt.
Watch me pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it for you, baby
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it for you, baby
Watch it, watch it, watch it, watch it for me, baby
Wanna make that body rock
Sit back and watch
She provocatively grinds herself against the woman as she dances, loving the way it makes her squirm. She spends the last few seconds of the song trailing kisses up and down the woman’s neck. It ends and she looks down at the woman.
“Touch me.” She whispers.
If there was a world record based on how fast you could touch someone, Nakyoung would’ve won it.
Her hands are on the girl in an instant. She eagerly trails them up and down her waist. “You are so fucking amazing at everything you do. I was mesmerized, sweetheart.”
Little does she know, the girl loves getting complimented on her dance the most. Mayu blushes as she smiles. “Well, maybe I should start dancing for you more often, hm?”
The older smirks. “Please.” She grabs the girl’s jaw, finally connecting their lips. Mayu gets eager as she grinds her hips down on the woman.
She moans as she rocks. “Can we- ah, can we just stay like this, please?”
The woman grabs her hips, guiding them better. “Of course we can, princess.”
Whimpering fills the room, mainly done by the younger, of course. The chair they’re on begins to squeak quietly.
The blonde closes her eyes out of instinct, moaning softly. Nakyoung leans down to speak in her ear. “You’re doing so good for Unnie right now, baby.”
Mayu’s moans get more noisy at the praise, typical. The girl continues grinding until she’s close. Her entire body convulses as she comes with a loud guttural moan.
Nakyoung watches her come with a somewhat surprised face, slightly taken aback at how much she squirted from merely dryhumping.
She suddenly feels wet spots scattered on her pants. She looks down to see the girl squirted mainly on her. She looks back up and she’s met with guilty puppy eyes.
She strokes her face as if reassuring her that it’s okay as she’s used to the girl’s bodily fluids getting on her whenever they fuck now. She honestly thinks it’s hot.
“My messy girl. You’re so good for Unnie, aren’t you?” She coos before kissing her cheekbone. “Feel better?”
Mayu nods into the woman’s shoulder, feeling worn out from all the dancing and humping she just did. Nakyoung smiles, cradling her.
“Is my princess tired?”
There’s a tiny noise that escapes her mouth before even tinier snoring is heard. The woman stares at the peaceful girl for a second, feeling her chest rise and fall against her.
She moves a few hair strands out of her face, smiling gently.
“Princess..” Nakyoung smiles fondly as she whispers without even realizing it. She blinks a few times before snapping out of the trance the girl just put her in.
She slowly stands up with the girl still attached to her. It’s thankfully smooth as her arms are already around the woman’s neck. The woman gently places her down on the bed.
She makes her way to the bathroom, looking for cotton pads and makeup remover. It’s relatively easy to find as the girl’s bathroom is perfectly tidy.
She goes back to the bed and gingerly removes the girl’s makeup for her. She then heads to her closet, also tidy, to find pajamas for her.
She smirks as she purposely picks out the shortest pajama shorts for the girl. Already hearing the girl’s voice in her head calling her “such a perv.”
She carefully changes her, surprised at how out clean she is. She’s sleeping like she’s dead.
The woman tucks the girl in before leaving medicine for the hangover she’ll likely have tomorrow, a glass of water, and a note on her nightstand.
She kisses her a few times before stealthily putting the record disc back where it came from, then the chair, and driving back home. The woman is in desperate need of a shower as she still has come-stained pants on.
. . .
The next morning, Mayu wakes up with, as Nakyoung predicted, a throbbing headache that makes her head feel three times bigger than it actually is.
She groggily moans before hiding under her duvet for a while, knowing the harsh sunlight coming through will only make it worse.
She gently peeks out after a bit, watching the room get dull as the clouds cover the loud sun, as if letting her know it’s safe to come out now.
She yawns as she looks down at her attire. Her eyebrows furrow, knowing she’d never voluntarily choose such a slutty outfit to sleep in. She quickly connects the very obvious dots.
Nakyoung.
She turns over to see medicine, water, and a note on her bedside table.
She smiles as she quickly takes the medicine before redirecting her attention to the note. It blurs and unblurs in her hand as she doesn’t have her contacts in. She reads it.
Take the medicine when you wake up, you’re gonna need it. Call me when you’re ready. I’ll be waiting.♡
-N
She smiles at the messy heart drawn at the end, finding it cute. She grabs her phone, unlocking it and quickly pressing the woman’s contact. The phone rings a few times before it connects.
“Hi, sweetheart. How are you feeling?” She hears the woman’s smile as she speaks.
She pouts. “Like shit. Why did you leave me?” She nags.
The woman laughs before cooing. “I needed a shower. You came all over Unnie last night, remember? I would’ve used yours but I didn’t wanna wake you.”
Mayu remembers the events of last night again. She flushes. Talking to the woman makes her forget she’s hungover, which is nice.
“Oh.. right.” She blushes as she responds, making the woman snicker.
“I’m only teasing, baby. Do you think you’re well enough to come see me today?”
And as soon as the question echoes off the walls of the woman’s house and gets to her, she’s sitting up with her ears perked. Completely cured from the hangover she must’ve imagined waking up with.
“I-I’ll be over in a bit.”
“I’ll make breakfast. See you in a bit.” She hears the woman’s smirk over the phone just as well as she hears her smile.
The call ends and she stretches a bit before getting up and getting herself together. She does small face enhancements for her makeup today as she’s too unmotivated to do a full face.
Her outfit is also relatively lazy for her. An oversized sweatshirt with grey sweatpants. It matches her vibe perfectly today.
She contemplates how she should style her hair in the mirror.
She smirks as she remembers the woman saying she likes her hair up. She quickly does a messy, yet firm ponytail, not forgetting to leave a few strands out.
She sprays on her signature vanilla perfume before heading out the door.
She drives to the woman’s house with that same nervous feeling she had the first night they’d officially met.
She parks her car behind the woman’s and the cute sight makes her smile. She takes a deep breath before gently knocking on the woman’s door.
It opens after a beat. Both of their eyes light up at the sight of each other. Nakyoung has damp hair and a towel wrapped around her neck.
Mayu’s eyes linger on her neck for a second too long. She forces her eyes up when she hears the woman speak. “Hi, my angel.”
She takes the girl’s hand, guiding her inside and closing the door behind them, kissing the blonde's lips once she’s fully inside. She steps back, tilting her head slightly at the girl.
“Why are you dressed like.. me?” She chuckles as she never sees the girl dressed this laid back.
The girl pouts. “You don’t like it?”
The brunette cups her face in her hands. “I love it, baby. You look so cute today.” She pecks the girl’s lips again.
Mayu does a toothless smile as she leans into the touch.
“Come, the food’s ready.” The woman takes the girl’s hand again, guiding her into the dining room. She sits her down before grabbing two plates from the cupboard and plating their food.
She gives the girl more food on purpose. The blonde notices immediately and smiles.
Nakyoung opens her fridge and holds up two cartons to the girl. “Apple or orange juice?”
The girl answers almost immediately. “Apple, please.”
“Good answer.” The older praises before pouring them both a glass and sitting across from her.
“Thank you.. for all of this.” Mayu says as she picks up her utensils.
Nakyoung smiles. “Let me know if you want more, okay?”
Mayu looks at the near mountain of food on her plate and back at the woman. “Unnie.. this is plenty. Thank you.” She laughs.
The two eat in a comfortable silence that consisted of Mayu sharing praises for the woman’s cooking every now and again, and the woman thanking her coyly.
They finish their meals and Nakyoung is the first to speak. “Unnie’s gonna get ready now. Be a good girl and wait for her, okay?” She tells the girl.
The girl hums and the woman caresses her face before heading upstairs to get ready.
A few minutes pass and Mayu gets bored of being on her phone. She places it on the dining room table before getting up.
She curiously walks around the woman’s house, unintentionally touching everything that looks expensive, AKA everything.
She walks farther into the house. She stumbles upon a metal door, hidden in the very back of the house. To her surprise, it’s unlocked. She uses a bit of force to open it as it’s extremely hefty.
She immediately regrets entering as she freezes in place at the contents of the room. A vault. Full of weapons of all sorts.
It’s jarring, of course. Yet, she can’t seem to look away. She walks over to the nearest weapon she sees. A handgun.
She picks it up with a shaky hand. The weight of it alone tells the girl it’s real. She examines it closer until a voice close to her ear startles her clean out of her fascination.
“Curiosity killed the kitty, y’know.”
She immediately drops the gun, clutching her chest. “Shit, Unnie you scared me.”
The woman brushes her words off. “Why are you meddling in Mommy’s arsenal?” She frowns, walking closer to her.
She reaches for the gun that was just in her hand and puts it back where it belongs out of sheer memory.
The girl is about to give the woman an excuse, but she realizes it’s no use. So she tells her honestly.
“I got bored.“ She mumbles as she looks down at their shoes.
The woman lets out a sigh before taking the girl's hand and carefully guiding her out the door, as there’s too many things in the room that can potentially hurt her.
The 45 pound door alone could’ve hurt her. She’s honestly shocked the girl managed to get it open in the first place. She shuts it back firmly, not forgetting to lock it this time.
She speaks once they’re back in the main house.
“That isn’t a place for you, sweetheart. Ask Unnie next time you wanna go in there so she can supervise you, okay?”
The girl nods sheepishly, knowing she had no business snooping around in the woman’s house.
“Unnie.” The blonde calls out.
Nakyoung hums.
“It’s really cool.” She says without mentioning it directly.
The brunette smiles, lifting her hand to kiss it. “Yeah?”
Mayu nods again, only getting more inquisitive at the woman’s lack of explanation. There’s a beat of silence.
“Do you ever use them?”
Nakyoung’s face lets the girl know that she’s thoroughly musing her answer. The last thing the woman wants to do is scare her.
“No. It’s mainly a collection hobby I’ve had since I was in college. I’ve only fired the guns at ranges, never at people.” She explains to the girl.
The blonde feels her body relax at the answer. She grabs the woman’s hand, rubbing it in circles with her thumb.
“Scared?” Nakyoung asks the girl quietly after another moment of silence.
The girl shakes her head. “You won’t hurt me.” She whispers back, feeling assured without being assured.
Nakyoung feels a wave of relief at how understanding the girl is about her uncanny in-home arsenal.
She smiles, leaning down to kiss the girl’s head.
“I won’t.”
They stay like that for a moment.
The girl lifts her head up, still not dropping the topic. “Can you.. can you teach me?”
The woman sighs.
“Come here.” She walks back to the vault with the girl trailing closely behind her, something along the lines of a baby duck.
She types the password in on the key pad, extra quickly on purpose so the girl doesn’t catch a glimpse of it and get any ideas.
It unlocks and she easily pushes the door open, used to the size by now.
She gently pulls the girl inside. “Stay right here.” She positions her a few feet away from the target dummy she has on the wall.
She grabs a replica of the same gun the girl was looking at earlier, only real difference being the bullets aren’t life threatening. She hands it to her before standing to the side of her.
“Now, aim at the chest.” She instructs the girl from afar, wanting to see her form first before giving feedback.
The blonde listens, somewhat confidently aiming the gun to the center of the rubber dummy’s chest.
The woman speaks while walking behind her. “Good girl. Just hold it firmer at the grip, like this.” She positions the girl’s hands properly on the gun grip.
The girl’s breathing slows down as she inhales the woman’s scent. She closes her eyes for a second before the woman’s voice snaps her out of it again.
“Now put your index finger here.” She taps the trigger before going back to the side of her.
The girl does as she’s told, placing her pointer finger on the gun trigger.
“Now fire.” Nakyoung tells the girl.
The blonde pulls the trigger, and the loud noise sends her body into panic mode. The sound rings in her ears, making her flinch harshly and shut her eyes.
“Good job, baby! You actually managed to hit the target with your eyes closed.” The woman points to the fake bullet piercing the dummy's lower stomach.
Mayu opens her eyes to look. She laughs.
“Again?” The woman asks her. She nods, holding the gun back up like the woman taught her before.
“You’re a quick learner. Now, try again but try not to get scared, okay? Otherwise, your aim will only worsen.”
The girl nods again at the instructions. She takes a deep breath before pulling the trigger again. This time, she only flinches slightly at the overly loud sound, which is growth.
The bullet pierces through the dummy’s temple this time.
“Holy shit, you’re a natural. Head shots are even harder than the chest.” The woman tells her, walking over to the target and taking the bullets out.
“Was it good?” She innocently asks the woman.
“Was it? You’re a sharp shooter just like Unnie, baby.” She rewards her with a head kiss.
Mayu flushes at the praise. “Can I try again?”
“Of course you can, sweetheart. Wanna try for his eye next?” The woman taps the rubber eye.
The girl nods. She shoots with confidence this time. The bullet goes smack dab in the middle of its eye.
“Unnie, Unnie! I did it, look!” The girl jumps up and down excitedly.
The woman raises her eyebrows as she walks over to the dummy, taking the bullet out. “I see, baby. Well done.” She smiles.
They move on to guns of various sizes and this continues until the girl empties all of the bullets from each extractor.
“This was fun.” She giggles while walking over to the dummy and examining all the shots she landed.
“I can’t believe how good you are. Are you sure this is your first time shooting?”
The Japanese girl playfully rolls her eyes. “Yes, I’m sure.” She giggles.
“Beginner's luck.” The woman teases, cupping the girl’s face and pecking her lips a few times before she gets the chance to pout.
The two finally make their way out of the vault. When they do, the sun is completely set.
“Maybe next time you can teach me— it’s night?!” Mayu comments as she looks at the moonlight shining in on them, lighting up the pitch black house.
Nakyoung turns on the light.
“Why are you so shocked? We were in there for-“ The woman checks the clock on the wall. “Four hours because you kept picking up guns!”
Mayu nervously laughs. “Oops..sorry.”
“Whatever…are you hungry?” The older doesn’t stay upset at the girl for long.
Mayu hums and that’s all it takes for the woman to start making dinner for the two.
“Go sit in the living room. I’ll tell you when it’s done.”
Mayu thanks the woman with a cheek kiss before skipping away. The brunette smiles as she watches her before refocusing on the task at hand, cooking.
Same as earlier, the blonde gets bored while waiting. She sneaks up behind the woman, snaking her arms around her waist. “What are you making?”
The woman looks back at her. “Didn’t I just tell you to wait in the living room?”
The girl pouts. “But I’m boreddd.” She dramatically responds.
“You’re always bored. Now go sit down. This knife is very sharp.” Nakyoung tells the girl.
Mayu huffs, going back into the living room. She keeps herself busy by catching up on some work. She practices the new choreography she learned the other day.
Things go south fast when she’s practicing her turns. The girl accidentally loses her balance, hitting one of the woman’s expensive looking antique vases.
She tries to catch it before it falls, but it’s too late. It shatters into thousands of pieces on the woman’s floor. The noise alone is ten times louder than any gun she fired earlier.
She gasps, backing away from the unfixable mess she’d just made. Her back hits a tall surface as she does.
Said tall surface is Nakyoung’s chest.
She guiltily turns around to face her, already preparing mentally for the scolding. But it doesn’t come.
“This is why Unnie told you to sit down. Are you alright?” She sternly says to the girl.
Mayu nods, unable to speak.
“Go in the kitchen while I clean this up. Don’t touch anything else, please.” Nakyoung pleads to the toddler-like girl she’s seeing.
Mayu does the walk of shame into the kitchen, finally listening to the woman and settling herself in a seat. She laughs to herself at her own stupidity.
The woman comes back after a few minutes. The girl scrambles to apologize. “I-I’m really sorry about the vase, Unnie.”
Nakyoung doesn’t seem phased at all. “It’s okay. It’s not like you did it on purpose.”
The girl shakes her head, still feeling uneasy. “How can I make it up to you?”
The woman brushes her words off. “I’m serious. It’s no big deal, I have a thousand vases just like that.”
Yet, the girl still isn’t convinced. She gets up, seductively walking up to the woman. “Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do to make it up to you?”
The woman snickers, kissing her forehead. “Yes, I’m sure. Now the food’s done, sit.”
Mayu sits down, feeling slightly embarrassed and relieved that the woman isn’t mad at her for breaking her vase.
The two finally eat as they talk about trivial things like vases, superglue, and superglue for broken vases.
After their meal, Nakyoung speaks.
“Stay the night?”
The girl smiles, nodding. The two have a quick shower together and the woman picks out one of her oversized hoodies for the girl to sleep in. They settle themselves in bed.
Mayu stares at the woman’s ceiling, seemingly lost in thought. Nakyoung immediately notices. “What’s wrong?”
“Unnie.”
The woman hums.
“Why did you put me in that slutty sleep attire yesterday night?”
The woman’s eyes widen before she turns around, pretending she doesn’t hear the girl’s very valid question. “Goodnight.”
“You’re such a fucking perv.”