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"Let me take you out on a date, unnie."
“Not now, you're still a kid Jungah.”
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“Let me take you out on a date, unnie.”
“Jungah, you've got finals coming up! School is more important!”
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“Let Jungah take you out on a date, noona.”
“Yoongi-yah, she's just graduated! She doesn't have time to date.”
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“Why won't you let Jungah take you on a date? She's liked you for forever.”
“She's still young Namjoonie, she'll get over it.”
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“Let me take you out on a date, unnie! I rather hang out with you than meet my coworkers for a stupid happy hour.”
It's been five years since the first time Jungah tried to ask Soojin out.
“Okay, Jungah, let's go out on a date.”
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They go roller skating.
Soojin squawks, holds onto Jungah's hand the whole time, even though she pretty much knows what she's doing.
(But the more she plays up her "bad balance" the closer Jungah holds her, the tighter she squeezes her hands. "Just don't let go of my hand, unnie, I got you." Soojin does feel a little lightheaded after all. Probably the way Jungah's eyes sparkle under the silly disco ball making her breathless. Maybe.)
Later, Jungah smiles at her, so pleased that she's finally, finally been able to take her unnie on a date, not only that but Soojin had a good time! The best time? And she wonders why she's been denying herself this for so long. Why she forced herself into dates, and one night stands and flings that were fun while they happened but this... She could've had this all along.
She takes in Jungah's wide smile, where her eyes are curved in little lunette crescents above her pretty rose cheeks and ... And.
Soojin kisses Jungah's cheek before she takes Jungah's hand, tangling their fingers together.
Jungah's eyes go wide for just a second before she smiles so hard and brightly she could light up the whole room.
And it does. Light a little something in Soojin’s chest. Feels warm there behind her ribcage.
Jungah squeezes Soojin’s hand. “I like you a lot unnie.”
For just a split second before she opens her mouth, Soojin thinks, am I really doing this?
But as Jungah keeps smiling at her, and tucks a wisp of Soojin’s hair softly behind her ear, Soojin thinks, yeah. I am.
“Come back to my place, Jungah?”
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Soojin takes a second to question the universe about HOW Jungah is so good with her hips, but the thought is fleeting as Jungah grinds down again, her thighs pressed up so deliciously against where Soojin wants them most, and Soojin doesn't have time to process the thought before her mind is blank, and she only has the ability to pull Jungah closer, grip her hips harder, buck up against her thighs more urgently.
Jungah's whispering in her ear a mishmash of praise, "so sexy unnie" and "you feel so good, unnie" and what the fuck, Soojin thinks for a moment, she should be the one doing the praising, she's the unnie here after all.
But then Jungah's hand snakes down between them, Jungah's fingers are long, Jungah's fingers are soft, Jungah's fingers are right where Soojin needs them to be, swirling and pressing down just right there and good enough to make Soojin shout and tremble.
Soojin wraps her legs around her, holding her close and trapping her hand between them. "So good, Jungah," Soojin shakes, "you make unnie feel so good," and Jungah lets out a little growl, just a little groan as she shivers, the compliments shuddering down her spine, before pressing harder, going faster, grinding steadily.
It's just there, blooming gently below her bellybutton, before it's growing quickly, making Soojin gasp and whine and all she can do is hold Jungah closer, beg her not to stop, keep going keep going unnie’s so close, Jungahimgonna--
It washes over her, crashes into her body as her muscles tense and an unbidden noise breaks from behind her lips where she was biting them to keep quiet. Her hips keep bucking up to meet Jungah's fingers and as another wave of pleasure shakes a spasm though her she hears Jungah's awed whisper, “oh fuck, unnie,” as a gush of wetness coats Jungah's fingers, dripping, soaking into the sheets. Oh, Soojin thinks barely, that doesn't usually happen, but. It is Jungah after all, good at everything all-star Jungah, and Jungah's always full of surprises.
Her muscles all relax at once, and the pleasure dies down to a gentle rolling wave, makes her body feel warm all over. Her hands trail up Jungah's back, and the way Jungah's panting, clipped whines into Soojin’s neck, hips giving slowing thrusts as she shivers in Soojin ‘s arms lets her know that Jungah is coming down too.
When Jungah stops grinding, she looks down into Soojin‘s eyes, before her lips come down, pressing with just enough assurance, gentleness, and affection and... Soojin wonders again why she waited so long.
Jungah pulls away, surges forward again to press one more soft kiss there, before flopping to Soojin‘s side. Her hand traces smoothly up Soojin’s belly.
Soojin looks and knows something ridiculous is about to come out of Jungah's mouth just by the way the smile is tugging at her lips.
"I made you come, unnie."
Soojin throws her head back, giggling, and smacks Jungah on her thigh.
"I made you squirt unnie," Jungah presses her smile into Soojin‘s shoulder while Soojin yells 'yah! Jeon Jungah! Don't get cocky!'
Still, Soojin reaches down and grabs Jungah's hand, squeezing it and bringing them up together to rest on her stomach.
Jungah presses a soft kiss into Soojin’s shoulder.
"Hey unnie,"
Soojin hums in response.
"Let me take you out on another date."
Soojin squeezes her hand, smiles. "Okay, Jungah."