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sailorsong2024-02-16 09:38 pm
kkotgalpi) wrote in sailorsong2024-02-16 09:38 pm
Entry tags:
addicted to your touch
fandom: (g)i-dle
pairing: miyeon/minnie
word count: 418w
inspired by: rush
The lights are blinding, there's alcohol splashed all over the dance floor and there's a high chance her ears will start bleeding if she doesn't step away from the speakers, but Minnie finds it hard to care.
She's standing by the bar, sipping on some blue drink Soyeon handed her earlier, while her eyes stay glued on Miyeon, entranced by how ethereal her girlfriend looks right now—pink dress hugging her waist in all the right ways, skin covered in sweat and glitter, euphoria written all over her face.
Miyeon meets her stare, a dazed smile blooming on her face as she urges Minnie over with her index finger. Minnie complies, handing the drink back to Soyeon before she makes her way through the crowd of drunk people, desperate to get to Miyeon, to her home.
“Hi,” Miyeon greets once Minnie is finally standing in front of her, wasting no time before she throws her arms around Minnie's neck.
“Hi,” Minnie breathes out, hands resting on Miyeon's hips. “You look pretty.”
“You told me that thirty minutes ago,” Miyeon points out, scrunching her nose. The red that paints her cheeks makes it easy for Minnie to know how she really feels, though—there's nothing Miyeon loves more than being complimented, especially if it comes from Minnie. “But thank you.”
“Mm,” Minnie chuckles, gaze switching non-stop between Miyeon's mouth and eyes. “You'd be prettier if you kissed me, though.”
Miyeon laughs, head thrown back in delight, and Minnie takes the opportunity to leave a bunch of kisses on her neck, fingers gripping on pink fabric for dear life, pure and unadulterated desire for Miyeon clouding her senses and making her forget they're in the middle of a crowded, steamy club.
When Minnie pulls back, Miyeon's eyes are hooded, her breath is heavy and, fuck, the view of her lipstick all over her girlfriend's neck is driving her insane. She's ready to grab Miyeon's wrist and drag her to one of the bathrooms, but Miyeon is quicker and grabs her by the nape, sealing their lips in a bruising, deep kiss.
Whatever Miyeon wants from her, Miyeon gets—and Minnie is more than happy to let her have her way with her, right then and there.
Miyeon ends the kiss with a couple of pecks on Minnie's lips, a few on her jaw, then she takes Minnie's hand on hers, entwining their fingers and tugging her forward.
“Alright, you can drag me out of here now.”
Minnie doesn't have to be told twice.
pairing: miyeon/minnie
word count: 418w
inspired by: rush
The lights are blinding, there's alcohol splashed all over the dance floor and there's a high chance her ears will start bleeding if she doesn't step away from the speakers, but Minnie finds it hard to care.
She's standing by the bar, sipping on some blue drink Soyeon handed her earlier, while her eyes stay glued on Miyeon, entranced by how ethereal her girlfriend looks right now—pink dress hugging her waist in all the right ways, skin covered in sweat and glitter, euphoria written all over her face.
Miyeon meets her stare, a dazed smile blooming on her face as she urges Minnie over with her index finger. Minnie complies, handing the drink back to Soyeon before she makes her way through the crowd of drunk people, desperate to get to Miyeon, to her home.
“Hi,” Miyeon greets once Minnie is finally standing in front of her, wasting no time before she throws her arms around Minnie's neck.
“Hi,” Minnie breathes out, hands resting on Miyeon's hips. “You look pretty.”
“You told me that thirty minutes ago,” Miyeon points out, scrunching her nose. The red that paints her cheeks makes it easy for Minnie to know how she really feels, though—there's nothing Miyeon loves more than being complimented, especially if it comes from Minnie. “But thank you.”
“Mm,” Minnie chuckles, gaze switching non-stop between Miyeon's mouth and eyes. “You'd be prettier if you kissed me, though.”
Miyeon laughs, head thrown back in delight, and Minnie takes the opportunity to leave a bunch of kisses on her neck, fingers gripping on pink fabric for dear life, pure and unadulterated desire for Miyeon clouding her senses and making her forget they're in the middle of a crowded, steamy club.
When Minnie pulls back, Miyeon's eyes are hooded, her breath is heavy and, fuck, the view of her lipstick all over her girlfriend's neck is driving her insane. She's ready to grab Miyeon's wrist and drag her to one of the bathrooms, but Miyeon is quicker and grabs her by the nape, sealing their lips in a bruising, deep kiss.
Whatever Miyeon wants from her, Miyeon gets—and Minnie is more than happy to let her have her way with her, right then and there.
Miyeon ends the kiss with a couple of pecks on Minnie's lips, a few on her jaw, then she takes Minnie's hand on hers, entwining their fingers and tugging her forward.
“Alright, you can drag me out of here now.”
Minnie doesn't have to be told twice.