Babymonster One Shot

Movie Night Gone Wild | BABYMONSTER

The movie night had started perfectly. Babymonster’s dorm was filled with laughter, the familiar buzz of excitement in the air as the group settled in to watch their favorite action film. Ruka and Ahyeon, however, had slipped away to their shared room a little while earlier. It wasn’t unusual for the two to enjoy a private moment away from the group, and no one thought much of it at first.

As the movie played on, everyone laughed and snacked, completely immersed in the intense scenes unfolding on the screen. Midway through, though, a soft voice floated from the other room. “Mmm... just like that, it feels so good,” Ahyeon’s voice rang out clearly.

The atmosphere in the next room shifted instantly. Pharita, who had been passing popcorn to Chiquita, froze, her hand still suspended in mid-air. Her wide eyes met Chiquita’s, who was struggling to hold back a snicker. Rami blinked in confusion, her innocent face betraying a complete lack of understanding of what was going on. Asa raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips, while Rora’s face turned bright red as she bit her lip, trying desperately not to burst into laughter.

Then, to their horror—and amusement—they heard Ruka’s voice, in a low and teasing tone. “You want it harder?”

A small snort escaped Rora, and that was all it took for Chiquita to lose it completely. She clutched her stomach, her laughter echoing through the next room, while the others exchanged surprised glances, their faces a mixture of shock and curiosity.

“Yes, just a little bit. Take it slow,” Ahyeon’s voice came again, breathy, almost too innocent to be taken seriously.

Rami’s eyes widened, her cheeks flushing bright red. She looked at Rora, who was still trying to contain herself but failing miserably as she shook with suppressed laughter. Asa, with a wicked grin, leaned back into the couch, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

“What are they doing in there?” she asked, her voice dripping with mock curiosity.

“I don’t know, but if they’re doing what I think they’re doing…” Chiquita whispered, her voice barely audible over the growing giggles in the next room.

“I can’t—” Rora finally cracked, her laughter loud enough to draw attention. She wiped away a tear from her eye. “You know, I thought we’d have a quiet movie night, but this is way more entertaining.”

Asa rolled her eyes, smirking. “I swear, those two need a soundproof room.”

Pharita, still holding the bowl of popcorn, looked completely flustered. “Wait, I—this can’t be real, right? Are we sure they’re not…?” She trailed off, her voice shaky as her imagination ran wild.

"Definitely not," Rami piped up, her cheeks still flushed. "No way Ruka-unnie would do that knowing we're all here in the next room!"

Chiquita shot her a mischievous look. “You’d be surprised. They’ve got that whole ‘private’ vibe going on.”

The group exchanged exaggerated, knowing glances, barely able to keep it together. But no one was prepared for what came next. The sound of soft moaning echoed through the walls, followed by Ahyeon’s voice, low and steady. “Mmmm, right there. Feels so good, Ruka-unnie…”

All the members froze. Rora nearly choked on her laughter, and Asa's smirk grew wider. “Okay, now I’m starting to wonder…”

Chiquita leaned forward, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I have no idea what they’re doing, but I’m pretty sure it’s not what we're thinking.”

Rami shot a confused glance at the rest of the group. “Shouldn’t we… like, check on them? They might need help?”

“Help?” Rora snorted. “You want to help them?”

Chiquita leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms smugly. “Maybe Ruka-unnie just needed a little distraction. You know, a lot of attention.”

As the scene inside the room took another turn, Asa couldn’t resist. “Okay, I’m just gonna say it—if this turns into something more, I’m never looking at Ruka-unnie and Ahyeon the same way again.”

Pharita, still holding the popcorn, stammered, “I mean, they’re… really loud. This is, um, unexpected…”

Rora just shook her head. “Let’s just enjoy the movie, guys. But if they break something in there, I’m not cleaning it up.”

“I swear, these two,” Asa added, her voice tinged with amusement. “But hey, at least it’s making movie night way more interesting.”

Meanwhile, in the other room, the real situation was far less scandalous than anyone could have imagined. Ahyeon was sitting comfortably on the bed, facing forward with her back to Ruka, who had been giving her a soothing shoulder massage. Ahyeon had been complaining about the stiffness in her neck all day, so Ruka had kindly volunteered to work out the kinks.

“Ahh, Ruka-unnie, that’s the spot. Thank you!” Ahyeon murmured, her voice a mix of gratitude and relief.

“No problem, Ahyeon. Glad it’s helping,” Ruka chuckled softly, applying just the right amount of pressure as her hands moved over Ahyeon’s shoulders. “You’ve been tense all day.”

“Mmm… that feels so much better,” Ahyeon sighed, sinking deeper into the bed as the tension melted away.

Ruka grinned. “I’m happy I could help. You’ve got to take care of yourself, especially with all the stress we’ve been under lately.”

It was a simple, caring moment—one that neither Ruka nor Ahyeon could have known was causing absolute chaos in the next room. As Ahyeon let out a quiet sigh of relief, the two shared a peaceful silence, blissfully unaware of the uproar just beyond the door.

Back in the next room, the members could barely control themselves. They were still throwing out wild guesses, exchanging playful banter, and imagining far more complicated scenarios than what was really going on in the other room.

“Okay, that's definitely something else,” Chiquita said between giggles.

“I swear, if I ever hear ‘take it slow’ again…” Rora muttered, still laughing. “I might actually die from embarrassment.”

And so, the night went on, with the rest of the members making jokes, pretending to guess what Ruka and Ahyeon were up to, all while in the next room, Ruka and Ahyeon shared an entirely innocent, peaceful moment, blissfully unaware of the chaos they had unintentionally caused.