purinz oneshots/smutshots (chaewon x yunjin)

mesh and steel

"Sakura? Miyawaki Sakura? No way, dude." Yunjin leans back in her seat in disbelief. "No fucking way."

"Yes fucking way. Lots of fucking," Kazuha grins around the rim of her beer. She's just finished recounting the tale of her most recent conquest to her friend, and Yunjin for once in her life is speechless. Yunjin's had her fair share of stories to tell too — her threeway with the school's power couple, for example — but Kazuha's been whining about how much she wants to rail Sakura all year, and she can't believe she's actually gone and done it.

"Well, shit," Yunjin finally says, clinking their bottles together in congratulations. "Was it good?"

"Great," Kazuha says dreamily. "She's so cute, Yunjin, just seriously adorable."

"Really?" Yunjin says with a raised eyebrow. "She looks like the type to enjoy missionary in the dark and just lie there as you do all the work."

"That's not true!" Kazuha defensively. "She doesn't just lie there."

Yunjin cackles. "God, classic Kazuha. Always giving and never receiving. Poor thing."

"Shut up," Kazuha grumbles, kicking her ankle. "There'll be time for receiving later, trust me."

"Wait, later?" Yunjin asks. "Did I just hear Nakamura hit-it-and-quit-it Kazuha imply that she's going to fuck the same girl twice?"

"I... kind of already did," Kazuha admits, to which Yunjin lets out a scandalized gasp.

"Going back for thirds ? I can hardly believe my ears," Yunjin exclaims. "What next, are you going to spend the weekend in Vermont together? Meet the parents?"

"Jesus, relax," Kazuha snorts. "It's not like that, it's casual. I invited her here tonight, actually."

"Here? Seriously?" Yunjin makes a point of looking around the room. It's one of Jenny's famous ragers, and almost everyone in the room is from one of the school sports teams. In fact, she thinks she can spot Wonyoung and Yujin making out by the fridge. Good times. "I don't think this is really Sakura's scene."

"Yeah, I told her to bring a friend so she wouldn't feel so out of place..." Kazuha scratches the back of her head, feeling nervous. "Why? Do you think it was a bad idea?"

The movement of the door opening catches Yunjin's eye. "Well, too late to worry about that now," she says, nodding to where Sakura's just entered the party. She's looking around nervously, like a gazelle who just walked into a lion's den, but Yunjin has to admit she cleans up nicely in a simple black dress and her hair loose and wavy. Then she turns around to talk to the girl behind her, and Yunjin's eyes follow and—

"Holy fuck," Yunjin breathes, sitting up in her chair.

"Dude!" Kazuha looks affronted. "Bro code!"

"Relax, I'm not talking about your girlfriend," Yunjin says, ignoring Kazuha's indignant noise. "Who is that?"

Arm in arm with Sakura is what has to be the prettiest girl Yunjin's ever seen. With her tiny frame and peroxide blonde hair she looks just like a fairy, if fairies wore smokey black eye makeup and lipgloss so shiny it makes her pouty lips look wet. To make matters worse — better? — she's dressed in skintight vinyl pants and a beat-up leather jacket, and fuck, is that just a mesh crop top underneath? Yunjin spots a belly button piercing winking in the strobe lighting, and she swears she's died and gone to heaven.

"Sakura's friend, I guess," Kazuha says, her eyes still fully fixated on Sakura. "Shit, she actually came. Should I go talk to her?"

"Yes!" Yunjin says immediately, grabbing Kazuha's arm and all but yanking her out of her seat and in the direction of the door. She has to talk to this girl, even if it means encouraging Kazuha's suspiciously crush-like behavior.