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

surprise

Chaeyoung entered the hospital room, her eyes fell upon you and Sana seated together, a flicker of surprise crossing her features at the unexpected sight.

Sana rose from her seat, a nervous energy radiating from her as she introduced herself with a slight stutter.

"Oh... Hi, I'm Sana," she greeted, bowing respectfully in deference to Chaeyoung's presence. Chaeyoung returned the gesture with a polite nod, her expression unreadable as she approached your bedside.

You observed the exchange between Chaeyoung and Sana, noting the lack of hostility in Chaeyoung's demeanor despite the tension that lingered between them.

It was a relief to see that Chaeyoung wasn't visibly upset by Sana's presence, allowing you to relax slightly in her company.

As Chaeyoung drew closer to you, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned in close to your ear.

"Tzuyu is next," she whispered, her words sending a shiver down your spine. You met her gaze with a silent understanding, knowing that Chaeyoung's thirst for revenge burned hotter than ever.

With a nod of acknowledgment, you watched as Chaeyoung straightened up and turned to leave the room, her footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness of the hospital corridor.

And as you settled back against the pillows, the weight of Chaeyoung's warning lingering in the air, you knew that the storm of vengeance was far from over, and that Tzuyu would soon find herself in the crosshairs of Chaeyoung's wrath.

Sana's phone shattered the tense silence in the hospital room, its shrill ring piercing the air as she hastily answered the call.

Tzuyu's voice echoed through the phone, her words sending a chill down Sana's spine as she listened intently to her friend's dire message.

"There was another murder... my hitman is dead," Tzuyu explained, her voice tinged with urgency and disbelief. Sana's heart clenched at the news, her mind racing with the implications of Tzuyu's words.

As Sana tried to process the gravity of the situation, she glanced over at you, her eyes wide with shock and concern. You met her gaze with a furrowed brow, silently questioning the sudden change in her demeanor.

Ignoring your puzzled expression, Sana continued to listen to Tzuyu's words, her heart sinking further with each passing moment.

Tzuyu's accusation hung in the air like a heavy cloud, casting a shadow of doubt over your innocence.

"Y/N is definitely a suspect... I can't trust this bitch even in the hospital," Tzuyu declared, her voice dripping with venom as she voiced her suspicions.

But before Sana could respond, a realization dawned on her, a flicker of hope amidst the chaos.

With a trembling voice, she leaned in closer to the phone, her words a whisper of truth in the darkness.

"Tzuyu... Y/N never left the hospital," Sana whispered, her voice barely above a murmur as she relayed the crucial information.

In that moment, she knew that she held the key to clearing your name, to proving your innocence in the face of unfounded accusations.

As she waited for Tzuyu's response, Sana's heart raced with anticipation, her mind filled with the weight of the revelation she had just delivered.

"Are you with her?" Tzuyu asked, her tone tinged with apprehension as she voiced her fears of potential danger. But Sana's confidence in your innocence remained steadfast, unwavering in the face of doubt.

"Yeah, and I guarantee you that she has been sleeping all day," Sana replied, her voice firm and resolute as she reassured Tzuyu of her safety.

But before she could offer any further explanation, a sharp gasp echoed through the phone, cutting through the tense silence like a knife.

"Oh!" Tzuyu exclaimed, her voice filled with realization as the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place.

In that moment, she understood the gravity of Sana's words, the implications of your innocence ringing loud and clear in her mind.

Tzuyu's voice filtered through the phone once more, tinged with a newfound understanding, Sana couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

"Thank you, Sana," Tzuyu murmured, her gratitude evident in her tone as she acknowledged the truth of Sana's words.

When Tzuyu made her way home, a sense of unease settled over her like a heavy shroud, the weight of recent events bearing down on her shoulders with every step.

Little did she know, danger lurked just around the corner, waiting to strike with lethal precision.

A voice pierced the silence, causing Tzuyu to freeze in her tracks as she turned to face the source of the ominous words.

There, standing before her, was Chaeyoung, her form illuminated by the dim glow of the streetlights, a gun gripped tightly in her hand.

"Going home alone? I wouldn't suggest that," Chaeyoung muttered, her voice laced with a dangerous edge as she pressed the cold metal of the gun against the back of Tzuyu's head.

Tzuyu's heart hammered in her chest, her mind racing as she searched for a way out of the perilous situation.

But Tzuyu remained silent, her jaw clenched in determination as she waited for the opportune moment to strike.

With every fiber of her being, she prepared herself to disarm Chaeyoung, to turn the tables on her would-be assailant and emerge victorious.

With lightning speed, Tzuyu spun around, her movements fluid and precise as she wrestled the gun from Chaeyoung's grasp, turning the tables on her adversary in a swift and decisive maneuver.

In an instant, the balance of power shifted, the weapon now aimed squarely in Chaeyoung's direction.

With a steely resolve, Tzuyu squeezed the trigger, the sharp crack of gunfire shattering the stillness of the night as the bullet found its mark, striking Chaeyoung squarely in the stomach.

But to Tzuyu's shock and horror, Chaeyoung remained unfazed, her determination unyielding as she bore the pain with grim resolve.

In a fit of rage, fueled by her unrelenting desire to protect you at all costs, Chaeyoung lunged forward, her hand closing around the gun once more.

With a savage ferocity, she unleashed a barrage of bullets, each shot finding its mark as Tzuyu's body was riddled with gunfire.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the night, a chilling symphony of violence and despair as Chaeyoung unleashed her wrath upon her helpless victim.

But amidst the chaos and carnage, there was no remorse in Chaeyoung's eyes, only a burning determination to eliminate any threat to your safety, no matter the cost.

As Tzuyu's lifeless body slumped to the ground, the echoes of gunfire fading into the darkness, Chaeyoung stood over her fallen adversary, her chest heaving with exertion as she surveyed the scene before her.

She knew that she would stop at nothing to protect you, to ensure that no harm would ever befall the one she loved above all else.