Dreamcatcher Imagines

𝗷𝗶𝘂 | fantasia | 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘥

Reader Is: Same Age Non-Member
Categories: Smut
Preferences: Top (Reader), Bottom (JiU)
Summary: The reader unexpectedly runs into and then seduces Minji/JiU after a Dreamcatcher concert on tour.
Author's Note: The reader is portrayed as gender-neutral (use of a strap-on is mentioned) in this story.

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Kim Minji. God, she looked like perfection, and she was right in front of you. Pink tresses tumbled over her sculpted muscles as she tilted her head back, her hand grasping her neck. The concert venue seemed dizzier and farther away by the moment. All that you could focus on were JiU's parting lips, her chest heaving as she let her eyes slide into the audience.

You were thankful for the way that your fingers automatically worked your camera, for you couldn't think about anything except JiU's eyes widening when they landed on you. She bit her lip and looked away quickly, but not before she could hide a smile. Did her cheeks redden, you wondered, or was it just the lighting?

JiU let you breathe for the rest of the show. You were able to get more photos of the other members, leaving you grinning as you left the venue at the end of the night. Your hotel wasn't far away, and the cool night air made for a nice walk on the way there as you floated on cloud nine, blissful after such an amazing experience.

But once you were in your room, though it was late, you found it hard to sleep. You had showered, changed into more comfortable lounge clothing, and flipped through some channels on TV, but you knew that your adrenaline was just too high from the crazy events of the night.

JiU's No Dot challenge was replaying in your mind on a loop. You needed some fresh air.

Before you could even make it halfway down the hallway towards the elevator, however, something – or someone, rather – stopped you. "Oh, sorry!" you exclaimed in Korean as you bumped into the figure, both of you fumbling to catch your phones that you had been scrolling on. You opened your mouth to correct yourself in English, not having adjusted your language to match your surroundings after the concert yet, but the person's words stopped you.

"Sorry, sorry!" a high, musical voice apologized, also instinctively in Korean. Then you and JiU both froze, looking at each other.

"Oh, it's you." The pink-haired woman giggled, stepping back and giving you a proper once-over. "I saw you at the concert."

"You recognize me?" You were rather surprised, given that you had changed and were currently sporting damp hair.

"Of course," JiU chided you. "You're quite attractive."

"Ah," you breathed, feeling more embarrassed by the second. You were aware that your face was flaming red, but there was nothing that you could do about it. "Um, thank you."

JiU giggled again, a beautiful sound. You were beginning to register the reality around you, however, and your burning cheeks grew even darker. If JiU knew what you had just been thinking about, she probably wouldn't have complimented you so sweetly...and wouldn't be running her hand over your arm. You zoned back into the moment just as the leader spoke again. "Are you my dongsaeng?"

"No." Your bashful voice finally reflected how you truly felt. "We're the same age."

JiU clicked her tongue as a devilish smile swept over her lips. "Friends, then."

"Right." Spurred on by her easy-going nature, you asked curiously, "What are you doing out alone?"

"Out? This is a hotel," JiU tittered, then held up a bag of chips. "I went to the mini store in the lobby."