Confessing was easy, it was easy like how momo can dump the cup of water that chaeyoung gives her down the sink, easy like Mina's love for ketchup, it was easy like jihyo realizing what her dream was when she was a little girl. Chaeyoung had confessed, she had tugged nayeon away from all of her members and told her every feeling that her heart has for her. She felt her body illuminating happiness because this was it, this was when nayeon unnie would tug her by the shirt and would kiss her until she could taste her soul. Yet, here was her unnie, her nayeon standing before her and she wasn't moving. Her face said nothing, her body was stiff, Nayeon wasn't happy.
Nayeon had spoke softly and clearly; how it wouldn't work, she was too young, they couldn't risk everyone else's dream of being on top because of some crush, she didn't love her like that. Nayeon didn't want her like that. Her legs began to tremble as did her lips but chae smiled and nodded quickly, "I understand," her throat cleared, "I understand," she turned her body from nayeon and went into her room. she knew she couldn't get mad; nayeon was her member, her unnie, her friend. She couldn't get mad, she wasn't mad. A rejection is a rejection and she had to grow up.
Trying to sleep without letting all of her pain out was an absolute bitch. tossing and turning; holding in every negative emotion inside so that tzuyu and dahyun wouldn't awake and question her. she looked at the digital clock to the left of her: 3:34 a.m and in a couple hours they would wake up. she needed a drink, water, just a glass then she could force herself to sleep. She walked out of her room and towards the kitchen without any problem, she thinks that maybe shorter people have more of an advantage to have quiet feet, that's the only positive she could find from her short genes. Right before heading into the kitchen quiet breathing could be heard from the living room, it was harsh, deep but quiet the only reason she could hear was because she was right by the entry to the kitchen. Her eyes widened at the sight she was presented with: Nayeon, the nayeon she had confessed to, had poured her burning heart out to, kissing Jeongyeon. Her no jam hyung, her closest unnie, she was kissing Jeongyeon.
Her tears fell down without any way to stop them. Nayeon's hands running through jeong's hair recklessly, Jeongyeon sucking and nipping on Nayeon's pulse point. She felt numb, this was the reality she didn't see. Jeongyeon was the reason why Nayeon didn't want her, didn't love her. She wasn't mad at jeongyeon, she never told anyone what she felt for nayeon. Plus, who wouldn't want her no jam bro, she's the actual incarnation of what a model is. She was more mad at Nayeon who had told her that she wouldn't, couldn't risk their careers for her where here she was still risking by being with Jeongyeon. So, when their eyes met, when Nayeon saw her looking, she didn't turn away, she didn't make jeong stop, she told her to go harder, to mark her, to touch her. Nayeon's moans got louder. She could see her hips roll against Jeongyeon. Yet Nayeon was only looking at her, the dark lust plastered in Nayeon's eyes was only directed towards her. She moved herself away and headed back into her shared room and she could swear she heard nayeon whimper 'don't'
Waking up at six in the morning with Jeongyeon holding her possessively wasn't the way she wanted to wake up. A lot of things were happening that Nayeon didn't want. Chaeyoung wasn't supposed to feel like she did, wasn't supposed to love her like she did. Chaeyoung wasn't supposed to catch her with Jeongyeon. Nayeon wasn't supposed to keep looking at chaeyoung as Jeongyeon was giving her a hickey, Jeongyeon wasn't supposed to confess beforehand, and wasn't supposed to kiss Nayeon like she did. Most of all, Nayeon wasn't supposed to be thinking about how chaeyoung would have been kissing her if she had just said yes...
Dry lips kiss the side of her head gently, she looks at Jeongyeon with careful eyes and sees how the blonde girl looks at her as if her beating heart is on edge of her fingertips. She smiles gently and whispers softly, "We need to get up, I hear the others moving about and you know how they'll get if they see us like this." The taller girl removes herself from Nayeon and gives her a tiny peck on the side of her lips, "I'll be in the kitchen, go to your room and change quickly, I already miss you." Nayeon's stomach turns and she nods gently. She shouldn't dislike it as much as she does, she shouldn't still be thinking about chaeyoung as much as she is yet as Jeongyeon leaves the room she quickly walks to the maknae lines room.
She gives a gentle knock and looks at Tzu and dubu who in return give her small tired smiles. She looks to see Chaeyoung still soundly asleep in her bed, she motions the two younger ones to let her wake up the sleepy cub and they leave quickly. She walks to chae's bed and hopes to not awake her but a gentle voice makes her jump, "You shouldn't be here," Chaeyoung sits herself up, "I don't want you near me right now unnie, please leave." Nayeon doesn't back away, she moves closer and sits on the younger girls bed. Chaeyoung looks warm, she's everything her heart yearns for. She feels the younger girl come closer, her forehead leaning against the side of hers. Her breath is hot and nayeon wants her to bite down on her ear, she wants Chaeyoung to mark her, to get rid of the mark Jeongyeon had made because through the whole ordeal she had always just wanted it to be chaeyoung making her moan. So she grabs onto Chaeyoung's shirt and she pleads, "Don't make me leave when you know what you want to do to me."
The tight invisible rope that holds the young cub rips and she squeezes her hands against her unnie's hips. She pulls her on the bed and has her looking straight at her. Confessing was supposed to be so fucking easy, denial was supposed to be final and not a lie, Chaeyoung was mad, infuriated that Nayeon would come to her after repeating how everything that she said was just some bullshit that young inexperienced kids say. She knew the beating in her chest that she was having right now was because through all the hatred she fucking loved having Nayeon beg for her, she loved nayeon. She wanted to do anything her unnie begged for, she wanted to make her fucking scream but how could she when the dark purple mark illuminated against her skin and made her remember who Nayeon chose.So she pushes her with every ounce of strength and tells nayeon harshly, "I confessed, you denied, you lied, and you chose so no I won't ever give you what you want, not until you admit to everyone who you really want." Tears were running down her face again and she let out a pained laugh, "it's funny how reality works doesn't it unnie, maybe you'll one day wake up to yours and I won't want you anymore."
a/n: hey, hi i hope u enjoy nachaeng like i do. pls forgive 2yeon shippers.
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I'm Young.
Novela JuvenilChaeyoung never thought following her heart would cause her the most pain she had ever felt in her life not when falling in love with Nayeon was the most easiest and wonderful thing in the world.