Woo Seulgi is drowning alone, broke, and one exam away from collapse. Law school was supposed to be her way out, but survival leaves no room for dreams. Then Yoo Jaeyi appears. The beautiful, powerful and dangerous. Seoul's youngest legal CEO doesn't make requests, she makes offers. One envelope. One condition. Total surrender. Jaeyi can give Seulgi everything she's ever needed. But what she wants in return is far more than Seulgi is ready to give. How much is Seulgi willing to trade for her dreams? And what happens when the price is herself? _______ Warning: This story is a fictional work that explores intimate and sensual scenes. Some content may be emotionally intense or sensitive for certain readers. If you feel uncomfortable with these themes, please do not continue reading. Always prioritize your well-being and personal boundaries. Thank you for understanding.

If someone had told Seulgi three months ago that she'd end up sharing a house with her mother's new fiancé and his daughter, she would've laughed. Or screamed. Or both. Now? Well-she's still screaming. But more internally. Mostly. "I swear to God, if you touch my skincare again, Jaeyi-" "Relax! I was just borrowing your toner. And serum. And... maybe the snail essence. Your pores look rich, I'm trying to invest." Seulgi clenched her jaw, gripping the bathroom doorframe like it personally betrayed her. "Your investment plan is going to end in hospital bills." Living under the same roof as Jaeyi was like signing up for emotional whiplash. One moment she was laughing at Jaeyi doing a ridiculous dance in the kitchen with a burnt pancake on her head; the next, she was staring too long when Jaeyi came home in a sundress that shouldn't be legal. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Because Jaeyi wasn't just annoying. Or pretty. Or funny in a way that made Seulgi want to punch a pillow. Jaeyi was her. The kind of chaos Seulgi never asked for but somehow couldn't stop orbiting around. "You're staring again," Jaeyi teased one evening, perched on the kitchen counter, eating grapes like a Greek goddess with no regard for personal space. "No, I'm regretting my life choices," Seulgi deadpanned, turning away, ears turning traitorously red. Jaeyi tilted her head. "Sure you are. Just like how you 'regretted' sitting next to me during movie night. Or how you 'regretted' holding my hand during that thunderstorm." "That was for safety," Seulgi snapped, grabbing a water bottle just to have something to hold that wasn't Jaeyi's smug face. "Oh? So if another thunderstorm happens, you'll hold someone else's hand?" Silence.

- Jaeyi pushed Seulgi against the wall, her eyes burning with desire. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Seulgi's ear as she whispered, "Darlin', can I be your favorite?" Seulgi gasped, her heart racing at Jaeyi's boldness. She felt Jaeyi's hands grip her hips tighter as she continued, "I'll be your girl, let you taste it..." Jaeyi's fingers trailed down Seulgi's body, sending shivers up her spine. "I know what you want, yeah..." Jaeyi purred, her voice husky. "Just take it." With that, Jaeyi crushed her lips to Seulgi's in a fierce kiss, claiming her as hers alone. -

Two girls who met in an online game became close friends over late night calls and shared victories, but as they got closer, they couldn't help but wonder if there was more than just friendship growing between them. Jaeyi g!p

"Between Heartbeats" is the story of a troublemaker with a fragile heart and the ice queen melted by love. Woo Seulgi is the one the school hallways are afraid of. Yoo Jaeyi is the president with eyes of ice and a voice made of steel. They come from different worlds, but when Seulgi's life begins to slip between heartbeats, it's Jaeyi who stays. Too late for "later", too early for goodbye. This is a story about how love blooms where no one expects it - between pain, fear, fistfights, silence... and last chances.

Part 2 of Jaeyi x Seulgi Oneshots

just jaeyi and seulgi being gay with each other

Jaeyi Kang was used to getting what she wanted. Front-row concert tickets? Done. Reservations at a booked-out rooftop restaurant? Please. A new designer bag dropping in Paris before it even hit Seoul? Already in her closet. But none of that helped when it came to Seulgi Han. Seulgi, with her thrifted hoodies, beat-up sneakers, and zero interest in people like Jaeyi-the loud, bratty, rich-girl types. She worked part-time at the library, part-time at a bakery, and maybe full-time avoiding eye contact with Jaeyi since the first time she slid into the seat beside her in econ. "You always sit here?" Jaeyi asked, plopping her oat latte on the desk with too much flair. "I sit wherever you're not," Seulgi replied without looking up from her textbook. Rude. Intriguing. Jaeyi leaned in, chin resting in her palm. "That's a lie. I've been here three days in a row and you haven't moved once." "That's because I'm trying to graduate, not flirt." "Oh," Jaeyi said, pretending to be wounded. "So you have noticed me." Seulgi finally glanced at her, eyebrow raised. "You talk at full volume and smell like three different perfumes. A blind man in another country could notice you." And just like that, Jaeyi smiled. This was going to be fun.

When Woo Seulgi, a spirited and delightfully messy 23-year-old fresh out of university, arrives in Seoul, she's hoping for a fresh start. What she gets instead is Yoo Jaeyi, her meticulously organized and seemingly icy 25-year-old nurse roommate. Their shared apartment, meant to be a sanctuary, quickly becomes a battleground of passive-aggressive notes, clashing personalities, and the furry, chaotic presence of Seulgi's secret weapon: Boksil, her mischievous Maltese. Seulgi, despite her loud exterior, harbors a hidden truth-a fierce attraction to women she's desperately trying to conceal behind. Jaeyi, outwardly composed and mature, secretly battles her own inner demons, including a possessive streak she keeps carefully hidden. Both women, commoners from the provinces, are stretched thin by the demands of their low-paying jobs and the financial burdens of supporting their families-Seulgi's younger brother, Jihun (20), and Jaeyi's parents and younger sister, Eunbi (18). Their initial hatred reaches a peak after Boksil's innocent destruction of a prized possession. But forced proximity and shared struggles begin to chip away at their defenses. As their carefully constructed facades crumble, they discover a common ground in their relentless pursuit of stability and their deep love for their families. The subtle shift from bitter rivals to hesitant friends, and then to something undeniably romantic, is a journey of quiet glances, lingering touches, and a growing understanding that transcends their initial animosity. Kiss The Girl:Next Door is a heartwarming tale of two women bound by circumstance, who find unexpected love amidst the chaos of adulting, financial strain, and the noisy presence of a small, fluffy dog. Can their blossoming affection survive their clashing worlds and the secrets they both carry?