LOONA smuts

Small Hands (viseul) 🦐

A/N: once again this is another year old smut that I'm only publishing because it's taking longer than expected to finish my other wip smuts. And yes the plot is based off that one tumblr prompt which made me kind of hesitant to post it but here it is lmfao. Also yes the name is a joke

Content: top vivi, bottom Haseul, Yves is annoying, fisting, yes it takes place at a party but they're both sober, bondage, it's really short I'm sorry

I leaned against the wall with a red plastic cup half-full of water in my hand with the blaring music pounding into my head and the dizzying array of colourful flashing lights making my eyes hurt. I looked around, only to see sweaty, drunken nobodies grinding on other people they barely knew. I just closed my eyes and sighed, my head pounding as I took another sip of my water. I just wanted to leave this ridiculous party, but unfortunately I was unlucky enough to be the driver for one of those drunken losers dancing out there. I thought I was concealing myself well, which is what my goal was for the time being, until a girl with copper hair and thick bangs covering her forehead approached me.

Ugh. Some drunk idiot. I looked away, hoping she just wanted to talk to someone near me. "Hey," she said, then pulled at my sleeve. Fuck, she is talking to me. I looked at her for a second, her light brown eyes staring intently into mine. What did she want?

"Hi." I responded rather harshly, taking another sip of my water.

"What're ya drinking?" The girl asked curiously, pissing me off because she's probably a lonely drunk.
"Water." I replied monotonously.

"Oh, me too," she smiled. Wait, so she isn't drunk? Why is she being so damn annoying then? I looked at her for a moment, surprised that she isn't actually drunk.

"Why are you standing here by yourself?" She asked me, her gaze turning down for a split second, then back up to me. It felt like her eyes were penetrating my soul. It was making me really uncomfortable.

"Because this party blows," I said back nonchalantly, twirling my black hair with my free hand.

"Why don't you just leave, then, if it's that bad?" the girl laughed.

"I would, but I have to drive one of these losers home," I joked, still annoyed that my friend dragged me here. The girl just nodded and took a long swig from her drink. With seemingly nothing left to say, she just stood next to me in silence.

"Are you sure you're not drunk?" I blurted out after what seemed to be an eternity of silence.

"Yeah, you can even try my drink if you want!" She replied with a laugh.

"Okay, whatever," I said, not completely believing her.

"My name's Kahei," the girl said to me with an irresistible grin.

"That's a pretty name if I'm being honest. I'm Haseul," I replied, and her eyes seemed to light up at the compliment. She just giggled, her hand over her mouth and nodded as if to say 'yours too.' I looked forward and saw a familiar figure walking towards us. Ah, shit.

"Oh my god, hey Haseul!" My friend Sooyoung slurred, stumbling slightly as she walked towards me.

"Hi, Sooyoung." I responded, trying to reply minimally to get her to go away.

"OMG, you met the host?! Wowww, lucky! She is such a bottom, am I right?" Sooyoung slurred, punching me playfully in the arm. My face flushed of colour and my eyes widened enough to pop out of their sockets. This girl I had been talking to was the host and I had been complaining about how shitty her party was? She must have seen the look on my face because she shuffled closer and wrapped her arm around me.