Chapter Text
The dorm was unusually quiet for a Friday evening. Normally, the air would buzz with laughter, teasing, and the occasional argument over who finished the last pack of ramen. But tonight, it was still, save for the muffled sound of rain tapping against the windows.
Jimin sat cross-legged on the couch, pretending to scroll through her phone while stealing glances at Minjeong, who was sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table. Minjeong was fully engrossed in her sketchpad, her brow furrowed and the tip of her tongue peeking out as she concentrated. Jimin smiled to herself, her heart doing that stupid fluttery thing again.
Across the room, Aeri leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, watching the scene with a quiet intensity. Her sharp eyes flicked between Jimin and Minjeong, her jaw tightening as she caught the look on Jimin’s face. Aeri knew that look. She’d seen it before, and she hated how it made her chest tighten painfully every time.
“You’re staring.” Aeri said casually, breaking the silence. Her voice was soft but held a hint of something sharper underneath.
Jimin flinched, her face immediately flushing. “I-I wasn’t staring!” she stammered, shoving her phone into her pocket.
Minjeong looked up from her sketchpad, blinking in confusion. “Huh? Staring at what?” she asked, her voice light and curious.
“Nothing!” Jimin said quickly, waving it off. “Aeri’s just being annoying.”
Aeri raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Sure…” she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She walked into the room, plopping down on the couch next to Jimin, just close enough for their shoulders to brush.
Minjeong, oblivious to the tension crackling between her friends, stretched her arms above her head and let out a small yawn. “I’m gonna grab some snacks.” she said, pushing herself up. “Do you guys want anything?”
“No, I’m good.” Jimin said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched.
“Same.” Aeri added, her eyes never leaving Jimin’s face.
As soon as Minjeong left the room, the air grew even heavier. Jimin turned to Aeri, her fists clenching at her sides. “What’s your problem?”
“Oh, my problem?” Aeri repeated, laughing humorlessly. “My problem is that you’re so busy drooling over Minjeong that you don’t even notice—” She stopped herself, shaking her head. “Forget it.”
Jimin glanced over at Aeri curiously. “Do you… are you into?” Jimin gets cut off by Minjeong entering the room.
“So, I just bought a bunch of chocolate bars, so pick at them if you want!” Minjeong said while stuffing her face with Pepero.
The girls smiled at Minjeong, nodding in agreement at the kind gesture. Suddenly, Jimin’s phone buzzed.
The dark haired girl pulled the phone out of her pocket and read the text message. Aeri glanced over to see some girl called “Alex” texting her best friend.
“Who’s Alex?” Aeri questioned, trying to act nonchalant.
Minjeong whipped her head around so fast to look at Jimin that she nearly got whiplash. “What? Alex from the bar?”
“Uh, yeah. She just asked if I wanted to meet up tonight.” Jimin stated, awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck.
Aeri and Minjeong became silent, looking towards the ground and then at each other. Somehow they had a silent understanding.
They both didn’t want Jimin to go out with this girl, that's for sure.
“D-did I do something?” Jimin stuttered, looking between Aeri and Minjeong.
“Of course not, Jiminie. Let’s uh… lets play a video game. The three of us?” Minjeong suggested, making her way back over to the couch, sitting on the other side of Jimin.
“Why don’t I go get some alcohol and we could have a little bit of fun?” Aeri said.
“Uh yeah, seems good to me! I’m gonna text Alex and tell her I can’t make it tonight. I’m with my two favourite people.” Jimin smiled. Aeri stood up and grabbed her coat, telling the girls she’d be back in a few minutes with the hard stuff.
The front door clicked shut behind Aeri, and suddenly the dorm felt even quieter than before.
“She didn’t waste any time, huh?” Minjeong said, her lips quirking into a small smile.
“Yeah, that’s Aeri for you.” Jimin replied, forcing a laugh. She rubbed the back of her neck, her palms weirdly clammy. Being alone with Minjeong shouldn’t have felt so... electric. But it did.
Minjeong looked up at Jimin, tilting her head. “You’re fidgeting. Something on your mind?”
“No!” Jimin said, way too quickly. Her cheeks burned, and she could tell from Minjeong’s amused expression that she wasn’t convincing anyone. “I mean, not really. Just… y’know. Tired.”
“Liar.” Minjeong teased, resting her chin on her knees as she studied Jimin. “Come on, you’re never this awkward with me. Spill.”
Jimin’s heart raced. How am I supposed to ‘spill’ when the thing on my mind is how much I want to kiss you right now? she thought bitterly. Instead, she shrugged, trying to play it cool. “It’s nothing. I promise.”
Before Minjeong could speak, the door opened and Aeri came plodding in.
Aeri whistled low as she set the bottles on the table, pulling out three mismatched shot glasses from a paper bag. “Alright, let’s kick this night up a notch!” she said, popping the cap off the first bottle with an air of confidence. Her eyes flicked between Jimin and Minjeong as she poured, her movements precise but her expression guarded.
Jimin sat stiffly on the couch, her pulse still racing from what had just happened. Minjeong, for her part, seemed too calm. Her face a picture of nonchalance as she picked up one of the glasses Aeri slid her way.
“To us.” Aeri said, holding up her glass. Her eyes lingered on Jimin, the faintest edge of challenge in her gaze. “And to a night we won’t forget.”
“Cheers.” Minjeong chimed in, raising her glass with a bright smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Jimin hesitated before clinking her glass against theirs, avoiding Aeri’s piercing gaze. She tipped the shot back, the alcohol burning her throat as it went down.
As Minjeong reached for the bottle, her hand accidentally grazed higher than she probably realized—right over the sensitive area of Jimin’s crotch. The unexpected touch sent a jolt through her body, and she instinctively jerked back, her knees knocking against the coffee table.
Her pants started to bulge as she quickly pulled a cushion on top of her thighs, trying to hide her growing heat.
“Whoa!” Minjeong exclaimed, pulling her hand back as her eyes widened. “Jimin, are you okay?”
“Y-Yeah!” Jimin stammered, her face flaming red. “I just—uh, you startled me, that’s all.”
The atmosphere in the dorm shifted as the night went on, the music in the background growing louder and the empty bottles on the table multiplying. The three of them had moved on to a chaotic round of Mario Kart, their laughter filling the small space as the alcohol worked its magic.
“You’re such a cheater!” Minjeong accused, throwing a pillow at Aeri as her kart spun off the track for the fifth time in a row. “There’s no way you dodged that blue shell.”
“Skills, babe.” Aeri said with a smirk, leaning back with her controller in hand. “Don’t hate the player.”
“Ugh, whatever.” Minjeong groaned, collapsing dramatically against the couch. Her head lolled against Jimin’s shoulder, and Jimin’s entire body went stiff at the unexpected contact. She tried to focus on the game, but the warmth of Minjeong’s cheek against her arm and the way her hair smelled faintly of citrus was overwhelmingly distracting.
“Alright, alright.” Aeri said, stretching her arms above her head. “Enough of this.” She stood up unsteadily, wobbling slightly before catching herself on the edge of the couch. “We need dancing.”
Jimin’s stomach sank. “Dancing?” she echoed, her voice rising in alarm.
“Yes, dancing!” Aeri said, grinning as she grabbed Jimin’s wrist, tugging her to stand. “Come on, Jimin. You never dance. Loosen up a little.”
Jimin shook her head, panic bubbling up in her chest. She was not about to stand up right now—not with the way her body was still reacting from earlier. The accidental brush from Minjeong had set off a chain reaction she couldn’t seem to shake, and the alcohol certainly wasn’t helping.
“I’m good right here.” Jimin said firmly, gripping the edge of the couch for dear life.
Aeri wasn’t one to back down, especially when she was tipsy and determined. She marched back over to Jimin with a mischievous glint in her eye, grabbing her wrist with both hands. “Nope, no more excuses. You’re dancing with me now!” she declared, tugging with all her strength.
“Aeri, seriously, I’m fine!” Jimin protested, her voice high-pitched and panicked. She clutched the edge of the couch like her life depended on it.
“Jimin, just give up!” Minjeong giggled from the other side of the room, her cheeks flushed pink from the alcohol. “You know she’s not gonna stop.”
Aeri pulled Jimin up, and as Jimin stood, the front of her sweatpants betrayed her. The bulge, impossible to miss, strained against the soft fabric, and the moment it came into view, the room fell silent.
Aeri froze, her grip on Jimin’s arm slackening. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted slightly in stunned realization. Minjeong’s laughter died immediately, her gaze dropping to Jimin’s pants before darting back up to her face, her expression unreadable.
Jimin felt the blood drain from her face, only for it to come rushing back tenfold, leaving her burning with embarrassment. “I uh.” she stammered, her hands instinctively flying down to cover herself. “It’s not…”
“Oh.” Aeri said finally, her voice low and filled with a mix of surprise and something else Jimin couldn’t place. Her eyes flicked between Jimin’s flushed face and the conspicuous bulge, lingering a moment too long. “Well. That’s… something.”
Jimin wanted the ground to swallow her whole. “I can explain!” she blurted, her voice cracking. “It’s—it’s nothing! It’s not what you think…”
“Not what we think?” Minjeong interrupted, her tone light but tinged with amusement. She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. “So you’re saying we didn’t just see what we saw?”
Jimin groaned, burying her face in her hands. “Oh my god, this is so embarrassing.”
Aeri blinked a few times, as if trying to snap herself out of her daze. Then, to Jimin’s horror, she smirked. “Embarrassing?” she echoed, leaning a little closer. “I don’t know if that’s the word I’d use.”
“Aeri!” Jimin hissed, her eyes wide with panic.
“So…” Minjeong began, tilting her head slightly as she studied Jimin. “How did that, uh... happen?”
Jimin choked on air, whipping her head around to stare at Minjeong in disbelief. “What?”
“You know.” Minjeong said, gesturing vaguely toward Jimin’s lap, her cheeks pink but her expression completely serious. “How did you get… hard?”
Aeri, who had been mid-sip of her drink, nearly spit it out, coughing as she doubled over in laughter. “Oh my god, Minjeong!” she wheezed, wiping at her mouth. “You can’t just ask that!”
“What?” Minjeong said defensively, her gaze flicking between Aeri and Jimin. “It’s a legitimate question! I mean, it’s not like that just happens for no reason, right?”
Jimin’s entire face felt like it was on fire. “Minjeong, I…" she stammered.
“Not what?” Minjeong pressed, leaning in slightly.
Jimin groaned, slumping deeper into the couch. “It’s not like I meant for it to happen, okay?” she mumbled.
“Okay.” Minjeong said patiently. “But… why did it?”
Finally, she sighed and muttered, “It was... earlier.”
“Earlier?” Minjeong repeated, her brows furrowing. “What do you mean?”
Jimin squirmed under her gaze, avoiding eye contact. “When you, uh…” She cleared her throat awkwardly. “You kind of… brushed against me. By accident.”
Minjeong blinked, her eyes widening in realization. “Oh.”
“Oh.” Aeri repeated, clearly delighted as she let out a low whistle. “So it was Minjeong. I knew it.”
Aeri, clearly enjoying herself, leaned closer to Jimin, her body brushing against her side as she reached for Jimin’s hands. “Come on, Jimin!” she teased, trying to pull the pillow away from her lap. “You can’t hide from us forever.”
Jimin flinched, instinctively pulling her hands tighter against her face, covering her eyes. But Aeri was persistent. With a playful smirk, she tugged at Jimin’s hands, inching them away from her flushed face. “You’re not getting out of this that easily.” she said, her voice a low murmur that sent a shiver down Jimin’s spine.
Minjeong, who had been watching the entire scene unfold, raised an eyebrow at Aeri’s boldness, but didn’t speak. Instead, she shifted closer to Jimin, her thigh lightly brushing against Jimin’s side. The closeness was almost unbearable, and Jimin’s heart was racing. She could feel the heat radiating from both of them, the weight of their attention on her making her feel more exposed than ever.
“I’m— I need some air.” Jimin mumbled, finally breaking under the pressure. She stood up quickly, pushing herself off the couch, trying to escape the suffocating atmosphere.
But before she could even take a step, Aeri was there, hands on her shoulders, pushing her gently but firmly back down into her seat. “Oh no, you’re not going anywhere, Jimin.”Aeri said, her voice low and teasing. Her eyes gleamed with a knowing smile. “You’re staying right here.”
Jimin gasped as she was pushed back down onto the couch. She tried to stand again, but Minjeong was on her other side now, her hand on Jimin’s wrist, pulling her back down as well. “You don’t really want to leave, do you?” Minjeong whispered in her ear, her breath warm against Jimin’s skin. “I think you’re enjoying this more than you’re letting on.”
Jimin’s breath hitched in her throat as she sat back down, the weight of both girls pressing in on her.
“Aeri, Minjeong, please.” Jimin whispered, her voice desperate. “I can’t take this anymore.” She was on the verge of breaking, her body trembling under the intensity of their attention.
Aeri leaned down, her lips almost brushing Jimin’s ear. “You don’t need to take it anymore, Jimin. You’ve got us here now.”
Minjeong’s hand slid from Jimin’s wrist to her thigh, her touch sending a shiver up Jimin’s spine. “We’re not going to hurt you,” Minjeong said softly. “We just want to make you feel better.”
“Fuck. Fine.” Jimin grabbed Aeri by the throat and pulled Minjeong closer by her waist. She leaned in to both of them.
As Jimin's lips met theirs, Aeri and Minjeong both melted into her touch, their bodies responding eagerly. Aeri's hands slid up into Jimin's hair, pulling her closer as she deepened the kiss, while Minjeong began to trail kisses down Jimin’s neck.
“Unnie, can I?” Minjeong whispered, tugging at Jimin’s sweatpants. Jimin nodded and Minjeong smiled, pulling the sweatpants down as Aeri pulled away from Jimin’s lips.
Once Jimin’s pants were off, she sat in her boxers, Minjeong and Aeri could see how big Jimin was through her boxers.
Aeri pulled her shirt off and helped Minjeong take hers off and tossed them on the floor, Jimin looked over at both of them. “God, you are both so fucking pretty.”
“Jimin. I want to taste you.” Aeri whispered seductively.
Minjeong’s eyes widened, she knew she had to step up her game. “We both will, won’t we? You’re not getting Jimin all to yourself.
“Fuck, okay.” Jimin groaned, giving them permission.
Minjeong reaches out and gently takes hold of Jimin's cock, stroking it slowly as she leans in close. "Mmm, are you ready for us?”
They both get off the couch and get on their knees. Minjeong parts her lips and wraps them around the head of the penis. She sucks hungrily, her tongue swirling around Jimin’s sensitive tip. Aeri watches intently before mirroring her friend's actions, taking Jimin's shaft into her own mouth. "You taste so good." she moans, sending
“Fuck fuck, don’t stop.” Jimin moaned as the girls continued to pleasure her.
Jimin throws back her head in ecstasy, her hips bucking slightly to meet the girls' eager mouths."Oh fuck yes...just like that.”she pants, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. Minjeong releases Jimin's cock long enough to speak again. "You've got such a perfect dick for us to share." Aeri nods in agreement before diving back down, taking Jimin deep into her throat once more.
Jimin's hands weave through their hair, guiding them as they pleasured him relentlessly. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum so hard.”
Jimin's words are cut off by a deep, guttural groan as her orgasm crashes over her. Her hips jerk wildly, pumping her cock into the eager mouths of Aeri and Minjeong as they swallow every drop of her climax. “Mmm, so fucking good!” she cries out, collapsing backwards on the couch.
"You are going to fuck us, aren't you?" Minjeong asks huskily, her voice dripping with desire despite the underlying question.
“Yes.” Jimin says as she gets off the couch and glances at both of the girls.
“Face me and spread those pretty legs wide." Aeri and Minjeong exchange nervous glances but quickly scramble to obey.
Jimin leans down, pressing her lips to Aeri's in a searing kiss that leaves them both panting for air.
Breaking the kiss, Jimin turns her attention to Minjeong, capturing those lips just as greedily. The two make out passionately on the spot, their moans mingling together as they lose themselves in each other's mouths.
Jimin's gaze lingers on Minjeong's glistening pussy before meeting her eyes. "You're first, babe.” she declares with a sultry smile.
"Please...fuck me hard." Minjeong whimpers, biting her lip as she spreads her legs wider in invitation.Jimin chuckles darkly at the desperation in her voice. "Oh, I plan to…”
Jimin lines herself up with Minjeong's entrance, the head of her cock kissing those swollen lips teasingly. Minjeong grips Jimin's hips tightly, looking up at her with pleading eyes.
Jimin thrusts forward suddenly, burying herself deep inside Minjeong’s tight pussy.
Jimin sets a brutal pace, fucking into Minjeong with deep, punishing strokes. The couch creaks beneath them as their bodies slam together again and again."You take my cock so well...such a greedy little slut for me.” Jimin grunts between thrusts.
Aeri leans up, kissing along Jimin’s neck as she touches herself lightly.
Jimin pulls out of Minjeong with a wet pop, She turns to face Aeri, who's been watching the entire scene with wide eyes and parted lips. Jimin doesn't hesitate, lining herself up and plunging into Aeri.
“Jesus fuck! Jimin, you’re so big!” Aeri screamed as Jimin began fucking Aeri at a steady pace.
Aeri wraps her legs around Jimin's waist, meeting every thrust eagerly. "Yes! Just like that! I’m gonna cum if you keep fucking me like this.”
Jimin continues to thrust in and out of Aeri fast, until her walls clench around Jimin's shaft, Aeri can feel her orgasm building and with one last push, Aeri arches her back and cums for Jimin, becoming weak and lying down on the couch.
Jimin helps her ride out her climax and then pulls out slowly, edging closer to Minjeong. She knows she has more feelings for Minjeong but god, they were both a good fuck.
Minjeong spreads her legs wide in welcome, reaching up to pull Jimin down into another searing kiss as she positions herself.Jimin breaks the kiss long enough to speak huskily against Minjeong's lips. "I'm going to fuck you so hard this time...you'll be feeling me for days." With that promise, she thrusts back into Minjeong.
Minjeong meets Jimin's thrusts with equal fervor, her inner walls clenching tightly around the invading cock. "Yes! Please, fuck me harder!" she begs shamelessly. Jimin obliges, pounding into Minjeong with deep, powerful strokes.
Jimin grunts between thrusts.Minjeong whimpers and rolls her hips to take Jimin even deeper. "Cum inside me.” Minjeong whispered in Jimin’s ear which made Jimin lose all control.
Jimin's movements become erratic as she nears her climax once more. She reaches down to rub Minjeong's clit in time with her increasingly frantic pace."Shit. Fuck. I’m gonna cum for you both!”
As Jimin and Minjeong hit their climaxes simultaneously, the older woman's cock throbs and pulses inside her. But instead of flooding Minjeong's pussy with her cum, Jimin suddenly pulls out just in time, withdrawing to the tip before a gush of cum erupts from her slit.
Aeri, who had been watching with rapt attention, reacts quickly. She opens wide as Jimin aims for her mouth, catching the first spurt on her tongue before swallowing it eagerly. Jimin continues to fill both Aeri and Minjeong’s mouths with her cum.
Jimin pulls the two exhausted girls into a tight embrace, her lips brushing against their cheeks as she speaks. "Wow… you're both so amazingly hot. That was.. good.” Aeri and Minjeong hug her back, savoring the warmth of her body against theirs for a moment longer before reluctantly breaking apart.
Aeri smirks up at Jimin with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well that was eventful." she remarks wryly. Minjeong just rolls her eyes.
“Don't even joke about it." she jeers as she disentangles herself from the group hug and heads towards the bathroom.
"We can never speak of this again.”