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Minatozaki Sana (Twice) ♡🔞

Title: Coming out •°. *࿐🧃
Genre: Smut 🔞
Word count: 1790
Warnings: sexual content ahead, do not read if uncomfortable. Top Y/N, Bottom Sana.

Minatozaki Sana of Twice
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Droplets of sweat trickled down your forehead as you panted for air. Your best friend, Sana, had dragged you to practice with the excuse that you weren't doing enough exercise. And it was probably true, considering how tired you were and how sore your legs felt despite not having done much.

"Sana, I'm tired." You gasped, sitting down and grabbing your water bottle, chugging the whole thing down in mere seconds.

"How are you tired? We barely even started, Y/N." She said as she placed her hands on her hips. "See, this is exactly why you need to come with me more often instead of watching netflix."

"I just don't think dancing is for me." You hummed.

"Why not? You were doing just fine." She said as she grabbed your hand in hers. "Come on, let me help you."

You gave in, a sigh escaping your lips as you stood yet again in front of the mirror. The sweat was causing your hair to stick to your forehead, and your shirt was basically see through at this point. Yet Sana still looked so mesmerizing, her hair pulled back in a pony tail, and not a single drop of sweat cascading down her shirt.

"Look at me first." She ordered, your gaze darting off to her well toned body. "You move your hips like this, to the beat... one, two, three, four..." She instructed, your eyes focused on the image presented in the mirror.

She looked so... hot.

"And then you do five, six, seven, eight." She hummed. "Y/N, are you even listening?" She scoffed, dropping her hands to her sides.

"Sorry, I uh- zoned off." You said, returning your gaze to her face.

"You've been doing that a lot lately. Is there a problem?" She asked, concern laced in her voice as she stood closer towards you, her hands taking yours suddenly.

"No. I- no, I'm fine." You stuttered, pulling your hands away and wiping the sweat off on your shirt. "There's just a lot on my mind, I guess." You excused yourself, clearing your throat.

She sighed, taking your hand yet again and guiding you to the couch. She sat down, patting the empty space next to hers so that you could sit too. You reluctantly did, playing with your fingers.

"If you weren't feeling well I wouldn't have dragged you here." she explained as her hand rested on your shoulder. "Now please tell me, what is on your mind?"

"I don't know, just a lot of things." You said, letting out an awkward giggle.

"Like what?" She asked.

You.

"Well, I guess I like someone." You confessed. It was obvious it was her, the past months you had spent thinking about her deeply confirmed it.

During your whole friendship, Sana was very open about her sexuality and her interest for girls, and she had always known you as her "straight" friend. You had never taken interest in dating, you had probably gone out with a couple guys during high school but that was about it, therefore, you were never really able to figure out a lot of things about yourself.

It was confusing at first, trying to convince yourself that you were something that you weren't, and that the feelings you had towards Sana were just those of a caring friendship. But, before you knew it, you were catching yourself thinking about her a lot, her lips, and how they would feel if they made contact with your skin.