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

in danger

As Daewon's parents arrived to pick her up, the little girl's protests about leaving grew louder. She clung tightly to both you and Chaeyoung, clearly reluctant to part ways.

"Mommy, Daddy, can't I stay for the weekend? Please?" Daewon pleaded, her eyes pleading with her parents to relent.

You and Chaeyoung exchanged a glance, silently conveying your desire for Daewon to stay a little longer. Seeing the sincerity in your eyes, Daewon's parents relented with a smile.

"Well, if it's alright with Y/N and Chaeyoung, then it's fine with us," Daewon's mother said, her tone gentle as she looked to you both for confirmation.

You and Chaeyoung nodded eagerly, expressing your agreement. Daewon's face lit up with joy, and she squeezed you both in a tight hug, her excitement palpable.

"Yay! Thank you, thank you!" Daewon exclaimed, her happiness infectious as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

Daewon's parents departed, bidding farewell to their daughter and expressing their gratitude to you and Chaeyoung, you felt a wave of exhaustion wash over you.

Daewon, too, seemed worn out from the day's excitement, her eyelids drooping with fatigue.

"Come on, sweetie, let's go upstairs and get you ready for bed," you said gently, guiding Daewon towards the staircase. She nodded sleepily, leaning against you as you ascended to the upper floor.

Once in your bedroom, you helped Daewon change into her pajamas and tucked her into bed, ensuring she was comfortable and cozy.

As you dimmed the lights, Daewon's eyes fluttered closed, drifting off to sleep almost instantly.

With Daewon settled for the night, you felt the weight of the day's events catch up to you, your eyelids growing heavy with exhaustion.

You bid her a soft goodnight before slipping out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

Downstairs, Chaeyoung was engrossed in a documentary, the soft glow of the television casting shadows across the room. She looked up as you entered, a warm smile gracing her lips.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," Chaeyoung teased, setting her glass of wine aside as she stood to greet you.

You chuckled softly, feeling the weariness seep into your bones. "I think it's been a long day for all of us," you replied, sinking into the couch beside her.

Chaeyoung nodded in agreement, her gaze softening as she reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face.

"You did a great job with Daewon today," she said sincerely, her voice filled with admiration.

You smiled gratefully, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you in Chaeyoung's presence.

Then you leaned your head against Chaeyoung's, a soft sigh escaping your lips, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the depth of your emotions.

The events of the day had stirred something within you, a profound gratitude for the woman sitting beside you.

"Chaeyoung," you murmured softly, your voice barely above a whisper. "Do you know how much I love you?"

Chaeyoung's laughter danced through the air, a melodious sound that filled the room with warmth. She turned her head to face you, her eyes sparkling with affection.

"I think I have a pretty good idea," she replied with a playful smirk, her gaze softening as she reached out to gently cup your cheek.

Leaning in closer, Chaeyoung pressed her lips to yours in a tender kiss, the taste of wine lingering on her lips.

It was a simple gesture, yet it spoke volumes, conveying a depth of emotion that words could not fully capture.

As you melted into the kiss, a sense of contentment washed over you, the warmth of Chaeyoung's love enveloping you like a comforting embrace.

"You're Daewon's mother figure, Y/N.. Like really.." the warmth of Chaeyoung's words washed over you, stirring a sense of profound gratitude within your heart.

As you gazed into her eyes, you saw a reflection of the love and trust that had blossomed between you, binding you together in a bond that felt unbreakable.

"Thank you, Chaeyoung," you whispered, your voice soft with emotion. "Having Daewon with us... it feels like we are a little family of our own."

Chaeyoung's smile widened at your words, a tender expression of affection spreading across her features.

She reached out to intertwine her fingers with yours, her touch sending a comforting warmth coursing through your veins.

"I feel the same way," she admitted, her voice laced with sincerity. "It's moments like these that make me realize just how lucky I am to have you in my life."

As you sat there, basking in the quiet intimacy of the moment, you felt a deep sense of purpose settle over you.

You were determined to protect this newfound sense of family, to cherish it and nurture it with all your heart.

At 3am

Unknown pov

As Daewon's parents jolted awake to the persistent knocking on their door at 3 in the morning, their hearts pounded with worry.

Who could be visiting at such an hour? Fearing the worst, they hurried to the door, their minds racing with anxious thoughts.

Upon swinging the door open, they were met with the sight of a woman standing before them, her features partially obscured as if she were attempting to hide her face.

The dim glow of the porch light revealed a scar marring her forehead, adding an air of mystery to her appearance. Especially that scar she had on her forehead.

The woman held out a pizza cardboard, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she spoke. "Did you order a pizza?" she asked, her words hesitant as she glanced around nervously.

Daewon's parents exchanged bewildered glances, their confusion deepening at the unexpected arrival of a pizza delivery at such an odd hour.

"No, we didn't order any pizza," one of them replied, their voice laden with suspicion.

As they studied the woman's demeanor, a sense of unease settled over them. Who was she, and why was she delivering pizza in the middle of the night?

With cautious apprehension, they contemplated their next course of action, unsure of what to make of this mysterious visitor in the dead of night.

The unsuspecting couple stood frozen in shock at the unexpected sight of the woman on their doorstep, their world was shattered in an instant.

Without warning, the woman's hand darted to her side, producing a glinting firearm that sent a jolt of fear coursing through their veins.

Before they could react, gunshots echoed through the silent night, shattering the calm with their deafening roar.

The couple's bodies jerked with the impact of the bullets, pain searing through them as they crumpled to the ground, their lives extinguished in a heartbeat.

The woman wasted no time, firing multiple shots with deadly precision before swiftly fleeing into the darkness, leaving behind a trail of devastation in her wake.

As the echoes of the gunfire faded into the night, the only sound that remained was the haunting silence of the empty street.

Amidst the chaos, the pizza cardboard lay forgotten on the ground, a chilling message scrawled across its surface.

"I'll find you, Y/N.."

The ominous words whispered of a sinister intent, sending shivers down the spines of anyone who dared to read them.

With dread pooling in their hearts, the truth dawned on them, this was far from a random act of violence. It was a targeted threat, a grim promise of vengeance that loomed ominously over their lives.