young & wild | chaeyu

thirty-eight ; nerves

After speaking with Jeongyeon, Momo didn’t know how to proceed. She was relieved that she and Jeongyeon were on the same page, and she hoped that the older girl had followed through with talking to her ex.

But something that Jeongyeon had said dance through the young dancer’s mind. She was right. Momo really didn’t want to make Jeongyeon’s mistake and lead Dahyun on. But Momo truly felt as though since the night of the kiss, her feelings about the beautiful trainee had solidified. Dahyun was so sweet and funny, and Momo felt as though now that she had closure with Jeongyeon, she could finally accept that Dahyun was more than just a dance partner. She was someone that Momo wanted to be able to fully love.
Unlike when she’d confidently flirted with Jeongyeon, Momo felt a weight in her chest. She truly liked Dahyun, and she didn’t want to sacrifice their friendship by confessing.

She kissed me back. Friends don’t do that.

And, God, Momo really wanted to taste her lips again. Her mind was full of daydreams of Dahyun, and what it would mean if she liked her back. Would she kiss her again? And would that kiss mean anything? Did the first kiss mean anything to her to begin with?

That night, Momo called Sana. She didn’t say a word about Dahyun, she just talked to Sana about anything else that came to her mind. Finally, after an hour of mindless chatter, Momo ran out of topics and things to say. Once again, thoughts of Dahyun seeped in and consumed her thoughts in the silence of the call.

“Momo? Hey Momo, are you still there?” Sana asked, her voice crackling through the static of the phone.

Momo nodded, before remembering she was on call and Sana couldn’t see her gestures. “Yeah,” she said hoarsely. “I’m here.”

“Are you okay? You sound stuffy. Do you want me to bring soup?”

Momo smiled at Sana’s caring offer. “It’s okay, Sana. Is Mina with you?”

“Yeah, she’s in the room over. Do you want to talk to her?”

“No, just wondering. Hey, I’m feeling pretty tired. I think I’m gonna go to sleep early tonight,” Momo confessed honestly. She was very mentally fatigued from all the overthinking she’d done.

“Got it!” Sana said brightly. “Sweet dreams, Momoring.”

“You too. Goodnight.” The call ended with a soft click of the phone, and Momo slumped onto her couch, eyes fluttering shut as she fell into confusing dreams full of wrong ends and dreamy colors. She was almost relived when she woke up abruptly-- she was tired of running in circles in the mess that was her dreams.

But it was morning. And morning meant she had to go to practice at the YWE building. And Dahyun would be there. Momo didn’t know how she’d stand it, to be right next to her and know she had resolved things with Jeongyeon and could finally admit how much she’d grown to like Dahyun.

Momo shook her head quickly, as if to rid herself of her own thoughts. Okay, she told herself. Let’s clean up and get going to work.

The day passed in a strange haze. After several hours of sweaty practice and trying desperately not to worry about Dahyun could be, Momo got her answer.

“Hey! Sorry I’m late, I forgot to tell you I’d be taking a break from practicing this morning to rest.”

Momo spun around so fast she almost felt dizzy. “Dahyun!” Blood rushed to her head and her heart sped up. “I wondered where you were!”

“Just resting,” answered Dahyun with a beaming smile that made Momo feel queasy with butterflies.

“That’s good.”

Dahyun nodded, humming softly. “Hey, how was your talk with Jeongyeon?”

“My talk with Jeong-? Ohhh,” laughed Momo nervously. Caught up in wondering what she should say to Dahyun, she’d forgotten that the talk with Jeongyeon had occurred only an afternoon ago. It felt like so long ago in her head. “It was good, she, uh, answered my question.”

Dahyun stared at Momo curiously. “Are you alright?”

For a long moment, the Japanese idol struggled for words.

“I’m sorry for asking,” Dahyun said quickly, trying to fill up the awkward silence that stretched between them. “I suppose I ask you that quite a bit, I understand it must get pretty irritating for me to constantly be asking.” She smiled weakly, pale cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“Oh, no, Dahyun, you’re good. It’s nice that you notice and care when I’m acting off.”

Dahyun nodded nervously, her gaze train on the floor and her arms tucked into each other protectively.

“Hey,” Momo said gently, taking a step closer to her. Seeing that Dahyun was just as eager to please and nervous as Momo felt made the older girl feel a rush of protectiveness. The confidence that Momo normally had with girls filled her chest and stilled her nerves. Gently, Momo cupped Dahyun’s face in her hand, as she reached for Dahyun’s arm with the other. Momo felt a shiver of excitement, realizing that Dahyun’s bicep rested lightly under her fingertips, and her lips were centimeters away from the hand cupping her face.

Momo leaned in and kissed Dahyun’s forehead softly, wanting to be bold while she still felt so confident. Dahyun’s breathing had become shakier with the overwhelming closeness of Momo’s body, and she leaned her head into Momo’s palm, nuzzling into the touch.

“Dahyun,” whispered Momo softly. She shifted her hand so that she was lightly gripping Dahyun’s jaw. Gently, she tipped Dahyun’s chin up so her face was on Momo’s level.

“Momo,” breathed Dahyun in response. “What are you doing?” Her voice was full of emotions-- of anticipation and nerves, of want and need.

Momo’s eyes were trained on Dahyun’s lips. “Admiring you,” she whispered in response.

Dahyun couldn’t help the high pitched whimper she made at Momo’s sweet words and attractive tone. Flustered, her face reddened with embarrassment as she processed that she’d just squeaked in front of Momo.

Momo was smiling lazily, clearly amused by Dahyun’s soft whine and pink cheeks. Gently, her hand slid from Dahyun’s arm down to her waist. It felt good to have Momo’s hands against her, Dahyun realized happily.

“Dahyun,” Momo said, her expression sincere and voice clear of the teasing tone with which she’d told Dahyun she was admiring her. “I really like you. And I want to kiss you again. And maybe again after that,” she added, laughing nervously to relieve any possible tension. Suddenly feeling the courage ebb from her body, Momo was about to take a step back when Dahyun suddenly was embracing her and kissing her, and oh, it all happened so suddenly. One moment Momo was confessing and praying the tension between them meant more than just messing around for fun. The next moment Dahyun had her hands in Momo’s hair pulling her closer, her lips pressed against Momo’s. Eagerly, Momo reciprocated, feeling electric with excitement and passion. Tingles ran through her entire body as Dahyun bit Momo’s lip harshly, their kiss turning from passionate to rough.

Momo pulled away from Dahyun with a gasp, staring into Dahyun’s dark eyes with shock and desire.

“My god, Dahyun,” she whispered. “What was I nervous about?”

“Don’t know,” the brunette responded with a raspy whisper, hair messy. “I really wanted to do that.”

“God, me too,” murmured Momo, still breathing heavily. “You’re so beautiful Dahyun.”

Without a further word said, Momo pushed Dahyun into the wall behind her, and leaned in to kiss her again.

a/n: i had my gf test read this chapter before publishing and they got flustered from it so i think i did okay <33

so for the question for this chapter, whats your sexuality + do you have an s/o?