Loona oneshots

Hyewon

I'm sorry for not updating in such a long time and updating with a bad written chapter
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Swipe. Swipe. Swipe.
Oh my god.
I took a deep breath, blinked a few times, slapped myself, swiped at the screen once more. Gray tick marks circled for a second at the top of my phone screen before disappearing. My eyes widened another half centimeter—
"Jinsoul! Jinsoul!!!" I scrambled out of the beanbag and through the doorway separating my studio from the living room.
"Jinsoul!! I need you!"
"Kitchen!" came a clear, exasperated voice.
Rushing into aforementioned kitchen, I marched up to my best friend and shoved my phone into her bleary face.
"Tell me I'm not dreaming."
Jinsoul looked up from her cereal bowl squinted at the bright screen and wrinkled her nose, "can this wait? I just took my morning dump. I need a sustenance refill."
"Jinsoul, my best friend, best roommate, platonic soulmate, future—"
"Oh my god fine. What is this?" she snatched the phone from my hands and glared.
"Gowon," I smiled dreamily.
Jinsoul scoffed before perusing my phone, frowned, closed the app, turned off the phone, turned it back on, reopened Instagram, and swiped three times.
"Holy shit."
"Holy shit," I agreed.
"Gowon followed you??"
"Holy shit," I repeated.
"Gowon...millionaire Youtuber, up and coming singer-songwriter, Korea's most endearing crackhead, your gay epiphany, what am I missing?"
"Well..." I swallowed.
Jinsoul's disbelieving eyebrow raised a notch and I shrugged helplessly, "Gowon slid into my DMs."
"You're shitting me," Jinsoul snorted, before running away with a mad cackle, "I'm calling Jungie!"
I blamed my muddled thought processes on Gowon's lack of tact. She should've known that as a celebrated individual with a gorgeous face and banging figure, she should not initiate contact, even virtually, without proper warning. The lucky recipient would not be able to function properly for another 3-5 business days. Me being said recipient had, unwittingly, given the most twisted human being enough blackmail material for a decade worth of embarrassment.
"Jinsoul," I tried, "If you've ever loved me—"
"Jungeun is my girlfriend," her retort cut me off.
I didn't know what possessed me to ask Jinsoul for help when her other half is a wolf in sheep clothing, or sheep in wolf clothing. Either way, the cunning element of a wolf is involved.
"I don't know what possessed me to ask you for help," I pouted.
"Because you're in a perpetual state of gay panic whenever a pretty girl is in question."
"I hate that you didn't even think before answering."
"Gotta love our rapport, huh," Jinsoul smirked, "Jungeun is on her way, so you know."
I rolled my eyes and searched the fridge for a beer, "thanks for the warning. What did you tell her?"
"That you need a DM response to convey thirst, grease, and pine for a girl way out of your league."
I spat.
"Should you be drinking at 10 in the morning?" Jinsoul continued without pause.
I walked to the sink and threw her a baleful glare, "clearly, it's the only way I'll be able to cope for the next few hours."
Jinsoul laughed as she walked back in the kitchen, "stop being dramatic, do you want the girl or what?"
"But jungeun has no game," I whined a little, resentful despite knowing that I'll need a push to deal with Gowon's DM.
"You know that's not true. Jungeun on the prowl is not jungeun  whipped for me."
I pretended to gag, "there were so many things wrong with what you just said."
"Just the truth," jinsoul said, smug, "you totally have me to thank for Gowon's DM, by the way."
At my blank look, jinsoul rolled her eyes and brandished my phone, "look at this."
I grimaced, "I still can't believe you, I wasn't even finished with the choreo."
"Are you kidding me? This post got you another hundred fangirls, not to mention—look down!"
I looked down. Jinsoul stamped her foot. I snorted. She glared.
"What?" I raised my hands defensively.
"Gowon liked your post you idiot!"
"Holy shit!" I grabbed at my phone.
"Holy shit," jinsoul crossed her arms and smirked.
A few seconds of silence passed by, "Isn't this a sign that I'm making the right life choices? My dance choreo was validated by a star!"
Jinsoul shook her head in disbelief, "whatever, nerd. She was probably only eyeing your arms. And you should thank our ancient air conditioner for making you bare those abs."
I blushed, "I didn't know you were taking a video!"
"Don't be a prude, Hyejoo-ah," a bored, slightly nasal voice drawled.
Jungeun winked, groped Jinsoul's ass, and bent down to give her a wet kiss, eliciting a giggle from the girl.
"You guys are gross," I wrinkled my nose, "can we get back on track, please?"
Jungeun shrugged, "just wait 'til we get your girl, then it'll be you putting socks on that door-knob."
"So you got a plan, babe?"
Jungeun wrapped her arms around Jinsoul and sighed happily, "call me babe again?"
I threw a cereal morsel at them, "seriously?"
Jinsoul cackled, "ok, ok, but honestly, it's not that complicated right? She's clearly interested based on her DM."
"But I've never heard about her coming out?"
"Maybe she didn't want it to be a big thing? But since she's putting it out there to a rando-"
I balked and was ignored with a dismissive hand flip, "-she must at least be somewhat comfortable with liking girls," Jungeun shrugged, "but honestly we're just here to tease you, Hyejoo. Feed her one of your cheesy lines, god knows how but you seem to be able to pick up girls with them."
Jinsoul nodded, "like I said, she didn't respond to a post of you sweaty and sexy for fun."
"It can't be that simple?" I hesitated.
Jungeun laughed, "we don't know, Hye. You don't see us finessing with potentially gay idols, but celebrities are human beings, too. It can't hurt to try."
"Besides, I know Gowon's all that, but doesn't her fans call her chaewon? She might be more receptive than you think," Jinsoul reassured me, gesturing to my phone again. I gulped, "you're right," pulling up my insta chat, "this isn't my first rodeo."