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wheein/byulyi

• you're not a ripple (you're a tidal wave) (pg 13)
  • It’s a Tuesday when Byulyi returns.
• (i could never be myself) without you (pg 13)
  • Moonbyul, psychics, and airport tacos. Honestly, she doesn't need to say anything else.
• one day i'll get the feeling back (gen)
  • Wheein and Moonbyul in an actual horror house.
• save your gold coins (gen)
  • “At least she’s not a murderer?” Hwasa supplies, amused and sympathetic. She pushes the beer closer and then checks the polish of her nails. “There’s that – and usually, Yongsunie has a better luck picking out the serial killer in movies than setting us up.”
  • Listen, there's a reason why Moonbyul doesn't date.
• playing hard to get (gen)
  • Jung Wheein only wants to get the attention of the pretty senior that studies too much.

yongsun/byulyi

• synchronous orbit (gen)
  • There's a few metallic clangs and Wheein's head appears again. "Try the light now." Moonbyul flips the switch for the light Wheein's fixing. There's a fizzing sound, but no light, so Moonbyul flips the switch off again. "Also," Wheein continues, wagging a wire cutter at Moonbyul in a shaming fashion, "it doesn't count as trying to talk if you just follow her around, poking her all the time, and expecting her to read your mind. You have to use actual words, like, 'Oh, Solar-unnie, my one and only pilot of my heart, captain of my lady parts-'"
  • "Yah! I can make this scaffolding fall down," Moonbyul interrupts, but it doesn't stop Wheein's dramatic gestures, which have now morphed into some kind of charade of making out.
• shh! do you have an interest in me? (m)
  • Byulyi’s heart is beating too fast, mind reeling, trying to figure out how Yongsun knows this. It’s been building between them, the stress of debut making Byulyi careless, holding on longer, leaning closer. She never thought Yongsun would feel the same, would see anything outside of nervousness in need of comfort.
  • There’s the brush of fingers, tickling, fluttering around the hem of her dress, dipping down, pushing the material of it, hands wrapping over her thigh.
• it's the way (m)
  • how Yongsun makes Byulyi feel
• like magic in front of our eyes, you and me (pg 13)
  • Yongsun takes Byulyi to an f(x) concert.
• i need to be youthfully felt (cause god i never felt young) (m)
  • Yongsun’s kisses are all soft lips and sharp nips of teeth and it leaves Moonbyul chasing after her.

wheein/hyejin

• don't blow it (pg 13)
  • Hwasa's volunteering at a carnival kissing booth and wants to do a good job. There's just one small problem: she's never kissed anyone before. Surely her best friend Wheein won't mind helping her prepare.