female idols / female reader

Yves <soloist ex-loona>

You sat watching the 'Loop' performances on repeat waiting for Yves to get home. Her schedule had been packed for months. Yes, it did hurt that sooyoung wasn't around as much as before. However, having a talented girlfriend did pay off. From being able to be around filming music videos to sitting in the studio it was the coolest you have ever felt.

Sooyoung was currently on the drive home from her music core performance. You were so excited for her to come home, wanting to spend some anticipated time together after a while of her being busy.
You couldn't stay still, having to pace around the living room. Nervous? Excited? No idea.

You jumped at the sound of keys opening the door. Yves.
Giddy, you run towards the door just as Yves was opening it.
"Sooyoung !" You shout enclosing Yves in a tight hug, her keys still in her hand.

"Hey baby" She laughs lightly putting her arms around you in return.
"Maybe hug me when we are inside?"
Yves says looking down at you with a smile on her face.

"Oh yeah, okay" You say excitedly, huge smile on your face. Yves smiles even wider in return.
You move to the side letting your girlfriend finally in the house.
She walks past pinching your cheek,
"Cutie." She states, grinning.

You wave her off closing the door behind her.
"Your performances look so cool, it feels cool dating someone so talented." You say following her into the living room.

"Really?" She asks turning around towards you.
"Of course, you always look so mesmerising on stage."
Sooyoung smiles yet again, "thank you, i was thinking about you the whole time" "I didn't think i would miss you so much."

You pull Yves into a kiss, trying to make up for all the kisses that were lost in time.
"I missed you too, but you being an idol is what we both want so I guess we will just have to get used to it, you know?"

Yves kisses you on the forehead,
"You're to sweet sometimes." She replies, looking in your eyes, making your stomach flutter even though you have been in this position countless times before.

"Plus who is going to make great music if you don't?" You ask giggling to yourself.
Yves gives out a breathy laugh, looking away from your face.
You follow her gaze, moving you head in her direction
"Ooh- ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, o-" you sing quoting the chorus to her song.

"Shut up." She jokes, smirking, lightly hitting your nose, letting a giggle fall out of you mouth.