Ryeji Imagines

Say sorry. Right now.

Yuna is Yeji's little sister. Ryujin & Yuna(17), Yeji(20)
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Yeji pov

"Does she really have to come over?"

I glared at Yuna and looked at the clock. "Yes." I mumbled and felt my heart flutter when I got a message from her. A smile crept up my lips and I bit my lip. She's such a sweetheart. I don't get why Yuna despises Ryujin. Every time she comes over, Yuna isn't home.

"I don't understand why you like her. She's weird."

"And I don't understand why you hate her. Ryujin didn't do anything wrong to you, did she?" I growled and made my way towards the front door. And if I'm right then in 3...2...1...

Soft knocks on the door sounded through the small hall and I opened the door, smiling brightly. "Hey sweetheart." I pulled Ryujin into a hug and she rested her head on my shoulder. "Hi..."

"Something wrong?" I whispered softly and poked her sides playfully. Ryujin shrugged slightly and tightened her arms around my waist. "The same as always. People pick on me in school and make my life harder for fun." She whispered and lifted her head to look at me. I pecked her lips sweetly and smiled, making a small smile appear on her face too.

"Let's go inside." I grabbed her hand and led her inside. Ryujin quietly took her coat off and looked around, smiling as she saw my picture when I was younger hanging on the wall. "Hey, don't look at that. It's...embarrassing."

Ryujin laughed softly and shook her head. "It's adorable. You looked so tiny." She teased and poked my stomach. I gasped dramatically and held my stomach as if I was stabbed. She laughed again and snook her hands around my waist. Her touch was warm but her skin felt so cold.

"I love you." She whispered and kissed my softly, leaving me eager for more. Don't get me wrong, not that more. Her kisses are so addicting. I bit my lip and stared at hers. Ryujin kissed me again, longer this time. I moved my lips slowly and held her close.

My stomach felt so hot and fuzzy that it made me giggle. I pulled away slightly and pecked her lips. "I love you more."

After a while of being cheesy together, we got to the living room and got comfortable on the couch. "What do you want to do, baby?" I looked at Ryujin and she shrugged. Her head twisted when she heard rustling in the kitchen and her brows furrowed a little. "What was that?"

I grabbed her hand and squeezed it soothingly. "Probably just my sister. Don't worry." 

Ryujin curled up against me and tilted her head up to look at me. "You never told me that you had a sister."

"I guess it just never came up." I shrugged and smiled. "We could watch a movie or something."

I heard footsteps behind me but didn't bother to look, knowing it was Yuna. Ryujin however did and tensed up immediately. "Hey, Shin." Yuna growled and I frowned. "Didn't see you today at lunch."

"You know Yuna?" I looked at Ryujin and she nodded slightly, her head hanging down. Something seems a little down. "What's up? I can sense the tension here."

"Nothing. Your girlfriend here happens the be the loser." Yuna shrugged and crossed her arms. I looked at her and glared at her. "I'm gonna get my charger, Love. I'll be back in a minute." I kissed Ryujin's cheek and stood up. She looked at me with pleading eyes as if she didn't want me to go anywhere. My teeth sank into my bottom lip and I petted her head gently. "It'll be just a few seconds. Promise." I whispered and pulled away.

Ryujin nodded and looked down again. I looked at Yuna and glared at her. If she does something to Ryujin then I'll strangle her with my charger. There was silence when I got into my room. Well, that's a good sign.

I grabbed my charger and looked in the mirror, checking if I still looked good. My lips curved into a smirk as I unbuttoned my blouse. I had to look at least a little hot for my girlfriend.

Suddenly I heard a loud crash and a door being slammed extremely loudly. I ran downstairs and saw Yuna sitting alone on the couch. "What the fuck, where's Ryujin?"

She smirked and turned her head towards me. "Look out of the window." She pointed to the big window and I ran to it. When I looked outside, I saw Ryujin walking just around the corner, her head hanging low. "You dipshit!" I yelled at Yuna and ran out the door without shoes on. I sped towards Ryujin as fast as I could. "Ryujin, baby! Wait up!" I yelled and ran faster, catching up to her after a few seconds.

"Darling, look at me." I tugged on her arm, making her stop walking. Ryujin didn't look at me yet but I did hear sniffles. "Oh baby..." I pulled her into my arms and held the back of her head gently. "Shh...it's okay. Let's go back-"

"No!" Ryujin pushed me away and wiped her tears harshly. "I'm not going back there."

I looked down at my socks and bit my lip slightly. "Please? I didn't put any shoes on when I ran after you." I looked back up on her face and felt my heart sink in my chest. "Please, baby. We'll avoid Yuna. We can go upstairs if you want."

Ryujin nodded and hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her frail figure and kissed the top of her head lovingly.

19:58

"Fuck...oh god...Ryujin."

"Oh my god, Yeji."

I arched my back and closed my eyes tightly.

I felt my body weaken every second and I started sweating like crazy. "Fuck...oh!"

"Jesus, Yeji. You're so bad at yoga." Ryujin grinned and smacked my stomach, making me lose my balance. I fell onto the bed and tried catching my breath. "You call that yoga? I almost broke all my bones."

Ryujin snickered and straddled me, slowly running her hand up my stomach, to my chest. Her touch sent shivers through my body and I bit my lip. "Hmm, those moans sounded good..." Ryujin whispered into my ear, getting to the other one, "...Mommy."

My hands slid up her thighs that were on both sides on my waist. I moaned teasingly and smirked, getting her back for the teasing. "Let's not, alright? I promised your parents not to touch you until you turn 18."

"Oh come on, that's just a few weeks away." Ryujin rolled her eyes and moved her hips slightly.

"Ryujin." I mumbled sternly, feeling tingles between my legs.

"Mommy." Ryujin mumbled back just as sternly.

"I never told you to call me Mommy, did I?" I whispered and slowly cupped her cheeks.

"No, but I know you think it's hot." She muttered and squeals when I rolled us over. I sat between her legs and leaned down slowly to kiss her. "Mommy, please..."

"Ask your mom if you can stay over."

This is going to be a fun night.