kpop girl group smut

Blackpink x Lesserafim ( Jennie x Kazuha g!p)

prompt: kazuha meets her idol

or

kazuha and jennie hooked up

TW: g!p, lowkey femdon jennie, degradation, unnie kink, pet names, hairpulling, light face slapping

a/n: jenzuha is real to me

Kazuha, has been a fan of Blackpink fan for years. Hell, they were the reason she even got to know what K-pop was in the first place. She was hooked from the first time she watched the Boombayah music video.

Matter of fact, seeing them in concert was the reason she even thought about becoming an idol. The confidence and sexiness they showed on stage, she only wished she could atleast a exude a bit of that on stage herself.

So, you can imagine her absolute shock when her manager gave her word that she had been invited to Jennie's showcase for her new Calvin Klein line of clothing wear. There was no way Jennie actually knew who she was. Her managers or the people at Calvin Klein only invited her because she had done a few ads herself, and her being there would just be good publicity for her, right?

The couple of days leading up to the event, she was an absolute fucking wreck. Just being in Jennie's general vicinity was enough to send her into a spiral of her own anxiety-ridden thoughts. What if she fell in front of her? What if she says something stupid?

The other girls tried to comfort and soothe her nerves a bit, making an attempt to give her some advice. Eunchae saying, "She probably doesn't know who you are. She probably won't even talk to you!". Much of the girl's advice sounded like that, actually. Telling her Jennie probably would probably only say a couple of words to her out of courtesy before moving on to the next person, if even. Now that she thinks about it, she probably shouldn't have asked them for advice.

Kazuha didn't know what the worst scenario was. Not to sound a bit narcissistic, but the thought of Jennie not knowing who she was and not talking to her, or Jennie actually talking to her and her not knowing how to formulate comprehensible words in front of her idol.

During the long car ride to the event, she tried to focus on anything else. Playing games on her phone, scrolling through social media, anything to try and help calm herself. All of which did little to help. She eventually settled on staring out the window, but as she saw the lines of fans and reporters start to build as they got closer to the event building, her nerves just kept getting more and more amplified.

While exiting her car, she was bombarded with paparazzi, photographers, and fans alike. She could barely open her eyes without being blind-sighted by the shining flashes of cameras. All of whom were screaming a mix of her name, as well as the other celebrities who were in attendance. Kazuha was used to this lifestyle by now, already being a year into her career. But not to this level. She hadn't seen more people losing their minds over a single person than she had anywhere else she's been thus far.
After a long photo op, Kazuha finally made her way into the actual event space. Where only the invited guest had access, meaning the fans, paparazzi, and reporters weren't allowed in. Upon arrival at the event space, her manager had walked off, saying that she needed to make a few phone calls and that she'd call her later when it was time to go.

So, that left her alone. She didn't know anyone there and was opting to just stay hidden and really just stand by herself awkwardly in the back by the collection of clothes by herself until her manager called. Then while she was wallowing alone, a man holding a plate of hors-d'oeuvres and champagne offered to her. She smiled at the man before taking a glass of champagne.

Kazuha slumped against a nearby wall and started taking sips of the champagne. She needed something to help her calm her down. Finally, taking in the opportunity to take in her surroundings, she really was out of her element. Everybody at the event was much older than she was, leaving her not even wanting to talk, never mind walking up and approaching anyone. The loud music was blasting from the speakers, and the DJ was hyping up the crowd and was doing nothing to help her case. She sighed. She just had to make do with her surroundings for the next hour or so.