Dreamcatcher Imagines

𝘀𝘂𝗮 | body language | 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘥

Reader Is: Neutral Age Non-Member
Categories: Romance, Smut
Preferences: Top (SuA), Bottom (Reader)
Summary: SuA and the reader navigate language barriers to explore a night of pleasure after a Dreamcatcher concert on tour.

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It was late at night. Rock music had been pounding in your ears for the past couple hours while you stood in front of the stage that Dreamcatcher was playing on. Your feet ached, your camera was heavy in your tired arms, and the heat of the venue was beginning to make sweat trickle down your back – but God, how you never wanted to leave.

Those girls were onto something with the name of their group, weren't they? You would definitely be dreaming about them later.

Probably one in particular.

The gorgeous one with long black hair, her petite yet full-figured body barely covered by a skimpy plaid skirt and a t-shirt that should have been looser around her chest than it was. She was surely one of the fittest of the bunch, with muscular thighs and sculpted biceps that put a spotlight on her no matter where she stood on the stage.

Kim SuA had been your bias from the moment that you became an InSomnia. Her remarkable ability to belt out high notes and her obnoxiously funny laugh had singled her out to you right away, and you'd never looked back.

Though you had never been particularly active on the social media aspect of the fanbase, you had decided that the new camera you had purchased for your job would be the perfect thing to tote along to the Dreamcatcher concert that you were attending.

You suddenly had a lot more respect for fansite masters. How did they get such clear shots while screaming and jumping around per the girls' requests?

Well, perhaps they weren't also holding out their phones, waiting for the Dreamers to notice and snatch the devices up for a short video.

Their loss, really.

Milky knees dropped down to the floor just in front of you, making you let go of the camera in your hands. It fell against your chest with a jarring jerk on its strap, but you hardly noticed the sensation. "Can I – please?" a heavy accent asked sweetly, small hands doing the talking for...her.

SuA.

She was reaching for your phone, but it was just a little too far away. The crowd parted around you as they heard her question, allowing you to step forward. Bless those kind InSomnia.

As someone who regularly took photos for work, you recognized that this was a stellar opportunity. The moment that your phone left your grasp, you reached for your camera and raised it until the ball of energy that was SuA became perfectly set within the frame. You snapped away without pause, thrilled both to have a high-quality reminder of the special moment and a closer shot of your bias.

But when SuA knelt down again a few moments later to return the phone, her chest heaving against the constraints of her top and her flushed face grinning inches from yours, every thought you had went right out the window.

Your own cheeks flamed as you shakily took the device back. Before you could thank her, she was bounding away, already off to torture Kim Yoohyeon again. Oh, well. It was probably better for your sanity and self-control, after all – and your shaky hands when you tried to work your camera again. Steadiness was very much needed, as Lee Siyeon was a handful of feet away from you, playing peek-a-boo with a slogan.

You could hardly keep up with all of the polarizing aegyo and charisma, but you managed as best you could for the remainder of the show, which wasn't much longer. You were shocked at how time had flown when everyone was slowly filtering out of the venue, clustering at merch stands or getting in line like you were for the meet and greet.