K-POP Girl Imagines Pt. 4

Gem-ZeZal

Noze & Rozalin (Dancers) x G!P Reader
Requested by ThereseliannaCuevas
⚠️Smut⚠️ & Angst

Y/n's POV

"Dude get over her," my best friend, Hoyeong, sighed.

"How do you get over a girl like that?" I got frustrated with him. "Kang Seulgi is-."

"Yes we get it," our other friend, Mingu, groaned. "Irreplaceable."

I rolled my eyes before I saw my ex. Our eyes met then she looked away. My heart strained. It wasn't supposed to end like that.

~~FLASHBACK~~

"You know what?" I laughed. "Forget it, I'm done with this stupid game of yours Seulgi! It's like you always have twenty eight reasons you don't want to see me or even be in my presence!"

"Twenty eight?!" She scoffed. "As if! I have two reasons I don't want to hang out with you! One, you were just a prank! And two, you have a penis! And you're a girl! That's not fucking normal!"

"Wow," I felt taken off guard. "That's a low fucking blow, even for you."

I grabbed my backpack.

"Y/n I'm sorry," she shut her eyes.

"No," I whispered. "No you're not."

I walked out of her dorm room, passing by her roommates.

"I hate SM University," I groaned.

~~FLASHBACK OVER~~

"You know what?" Hoyeong rubbed my shoulders. "We're gonna take you out tonight."

"I'm gay," I tried joking.

"Lame ass," Mingu snickered. "But you need some fun in your life."

"Please don't embarrass me," I sighed.

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"This is fucking embarrassing!" I yelled over the loud music.

"Shut up!" Hoyeong rolled his eyes. "You have a dance with the two most amazing dancers who work here! They go by Noze and Rozalin!"

"You mean to tell me instead of being at a strip club, I could be at my apartment studying?!" I rolled my eyes.

"Hey there sexy," I felt arms wrap around me. "You're our VIP for tonight."

"Come with us," another voice spoke. "Your friends already paid for your extra special treatment."

I was dragged to a back room. The shorter girl locked the door. I felt my jeans tighten seeing them sporting sexy lingerie.

"We'll even let you use our real names," the taller girl rubbed my shoulders.

"And you can touch us," the other girl turned on some music. "My name is Eungyu."

"And I'm Jihye."

They began dancing around in front of me. I watched as they grinded against each other.

"So your friends told us about your situation," Jihye smirked at me. "Such a shame that girl doesn't know what a gem she had."

"You don't have to do that," I whispered.

"And what is it I'm doing then baby?" She came to me and rubbed my thigh, close to the bulge in my jeans.

"Hyping me up," I shook my head. "I know what I am, I'm a freak. I can't be loved. And I'm not anyone's gem. Not even my parent's."