purinz oneshots/smutshots (chaewon x yunjin)

self-control pt.2

Anywhere, Anytime, Everyday.

Yunjin and Chaewon had miserably failed their mission. Successfully contaminating every surface of their dorms and practice rooms with their sweat and — other things. It's not like they didn't try , they tried keeping their hands off of each other, or atleast being discreet, keeping it a secret from their members–and managers.

The first attempt was an..attempt.

15 Days Ago

"This was a mistake."

"Yes."

"We are never touching each other again."

"Yes."

"You don't need any more practice–of any kind."

"Yes."

"Celibacy from today..no–right now."

"Okay."

"Did we ever fuck?"

"No. Never."

"What do I smell like?"

"Fresh laundry for sure, you have a more oriental tone, you know? Sandalwood, hmmm...lavender incense, maybe. I love your shampoo, Mmmmmm—"

"Yunjin."

"Sorry." Yunjin blushed, "I don't know what you smell like–how am I supposed to know that?"

"You sound awkward."

"What do I smell like?"

"Definitely fruity, orange is easily your favourite fruit and colour, also, RAIN, Oh, I love that—-" It was Chaewon's turn to blush, "Fuck."

"Gotcha." Yunjin laughed, eyes crinkling, nose scrunching, it was a nice and hearty laugh—pleasant to the ears.

"This is hard."

They were practising normalcy. After their not-so-friendly love making session, they decided to go back to being best friends, that they can't date for sure, but they can't keep having sex, it was too risky. Chaewon, being the leader, had to consider the group, she couldn't just give in and get risky with Yunjin, things could go downhill. So, they had to keep their distance. They had to be apart from each other, and not let their feelings, hormones, yada yada get in between.

Then why was it so difficult to not kiss Yunjin? Especially when she rambled about how Chaewon smelled, was it weird to feel turned on at that? Chaewon has 100 questions for herself, and she can't afford to answer any. Their team comes first, and they can't destroy everything they've built. For a dick???

If Chaewon wanted, she could have sex with anyone, there were no restrictions—just not her bandmate. Everyone else worked, just not Huh Yunjin.

But she only wants Huh Yunjin.

She'll have to keep these intentions buried. Deeply. Buried.

Even if Yunjin looks too good. Even if she's wearing the stupidest little cardigan that keeps falling off her shoulders and making Chaewon drool. Even if she's singing the most romantic songs in her quite literally angelic voice. While totally not looking into Chaewon's eyes. She'll have to keep these intentions buried.

And now she's dancing. And her legs look a little longer than normal—maybe because her shorts are ending at her ass . And Chaewon wants to look elsewhere, she wants to not pay attention to the tight shorts, to the bulge that reminded her of the position they were in merely 12 hours ago. But somehow, her eyes are stuck.

"Let's take a break," she needs a break, if she looks at a sweaty Yunjin for longer, she'd easily cross all the boundaries she set.

"Mmkay, I'm going to the recording studio for a bit, Zuha, our producer asked for you as well, let's go."