NYMPHOMANIAC (Son Chaeyoung x F reader) [G!P]

who is next?

Unknown's pov

The night descended, I found myself sinking into the plush cushions of the couch, my mind swirling with thoughts of the events that had transpired earlier in the day.

The weight of the secrets I carried threatened to crush me, their burden becoming too heavy to bear.

With a heavy sigh, I reached for my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I contemplated the drastic decision I was about to make.

With a sense of determination coursing through me, I dialed a number, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for the call to connect.

Finally, a voice answered on the other end of the line, its sultry tones sending a shiver down my spine.

"Myoui Mina in your service," the woman purred, her voice dripping with allure as she awaited my instructions.

A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips as I relayed the details of my request to Mina, the words slipping effortlessly from my tongue.

She listened intently, her silence punctuated only by the occasional hum of agreement as she processed the information I had given her.

"Consider it done," Mina declared, her tone filled with confidence as she assured me of her ability to carry out the task at hand.

We agreed to meet today to finalize the details and exchange payment, the anticipation of what was to come sending a thrill coursing through me.

Third person's pov

You and Chaeyoung strolled through the aisles of the grocery store, your mind preoccupied with thoughts of the mundane tasks that lay ahead, you were abruptly interrupted by the sight of a woman approaching you.

At first, you dismissed her as just another shopper, but as you scanned her from head to toe, a sense of unease settled over you.

Before you could react, your heart leapt into your throat as you noticed the glint of a knife in the woman's palm, its blade poised to strike.

Panic surged within you as you instinctively stepped back, but it was too late.

With a swift motion, the woman lunged forward, the sharp edge of the knife slicing through your stomach with agonizing force.

"Fuck!" you cursed through gritted teeth, pain radiating through every fiber of your being as you stumbled backward, clutching at the wound in disbelief.

But as the world spun around you, Chaeyoung sprang into action, her instincts kicking in as she reached for your gun with practiced ease.

With a steely determination in her eyes, she took aim and fired, the deafening sound of gunfire echoing through the store as she unleashed a barrage of bullets upon the assailant.

The woman crumpled to the ground in a heap, the life draining from her eyes as Chaeyoung stood over her, her expression hardened with resolve.

Without a moment's hesitation, she reached out and grabbed you, pulling you close as she guided you towards the nearest exit, her grip firm and unyielding despite the chaos unfolding around you.

As you staggered out into the cool night air, the world fading in and out of focus around you, Chaeyoung's words rang out like a lifeline amidst the chaos.

"We need to get you to the hospital, now," she insisted, her voice steady and reassuring as she propelled you forward, her presence a beacon of strength in the darkness that threatened to consume you.

And as the sirens wailed in the distance, heralding the arrival of help, you clung to Chaeyoung's side, grateful for her unwavering support in your time of need.

You lay on the hospital bed, the sterile scent of antiseptic filling the air around you, you struggled to stay awake, your eyelids heavy with exhaustion.

Despite the pain that coursed through your body, you managed to muster a weak smile for Chaeyoung, who hovered anxiously by your side.

"I'll be fine, don't worry about me," you mouthed weakly, your voice barely above a whisper as the doctors rushed you to the emergency room, their urgent voices blending together in a cacophony of noise.

But even as you reassured Chaeyoung, the worry etched on her face was unmistakable.

She remained by your side, her hand clasped tightly in yours as she watched helplessly while the medical staff worked to stabilize your condition.

As the minutes stretched into hours, Chaeyoung paced restlessly in the hospital lobby, her frustration simmering beneath the surface as she waited for news of your condition.

Rage coursed through her veins, a burning fury fueled by the desire to find out who was behind the attack on you.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to contain the storm of emotions raging inside her.

But deep down, she knew that her anger would not bring you justice, nor would it ease the pain of your injuries.

"Ms. Chaeyoung?" the doctor called out, her voice cutting through the din of the bustling hospital corridor.

Chaeyoung turned to face the doctor, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaited the news. "Yes, how is she?" Chaeyoung asked, her voice tinged with urgency.

The doctor offered Chaeyoung a reassuring smile before delivering the news. "Your friend's condition is stable. We managed to stop the bleeding and performed a few stitches to close the wound. Everything else seems fine," the doctor explained, her tone calm and professional.

Chaeyoung's shoulders sagged with relief as she nodded, gratitude flooding her heart at the doctor's words. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice filled with heartfelt appreciation.

With the weight of worry lifted from her shoulders, Chaeyoung wasted no time in making her way to your room.

Pushing open the door gently, she stepped inside to find you asleep, your features relaxed in the soft glow of the hospital room.

A tender smile touched Chaeyoung's lips as she approached your bedside, her heart swelling with affection as she watched over you.

She reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her touch gentle and reassuring as she whispered words of comfort into the quiet stillness of the room.

"You're safe now," she murmured softly, her voice a soothing melody in the darkness.

She settled into the chair beside your bed, she vowed to remain by your side, offering her steadfast support until you were fully healed and ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

In a dimly lit alleyway tho...

Tzuyu met with Mina, their clandestine meeting shrouded in secrecy. As they exchanged a brief nod of acknowledgment, Mina wasted no time in recounting the harrowing encounter she had endured.

"She shot me 12 times, but thankfully I was wearing the bulletproof," Mina explained, her voice tinged with a mixture of disbelief and awe. "That girl is crazy... she'll do anything for that woman."

Tzuyu listened intently, her expression impassive as she absorbed Mina's words. She had suspected that Chaeyoung's influence over you ran deep, but the extent of her power still managed to surprise her.

"I'm glad you're okay," Tzuyu replied, her tone serious as she handed over the agreed-upon payment. "I want Y/N out of my way."

Mina's gaze hardened at Tzuyu's words, a silent understanding passing between them as they both recognized the gravity of the situation.

With a curt nod, Tzuyu turned on her heel and began to leave the scene, her mind already racing with plans to rid herself of the obstacle standing in her path.