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Thinking about this but it's Bloodhound and Loba 😩
DATING BADA LEE WOULD INCLUDE....
So these are some things I think dating this beautifully hot woman would include.
dating bada lee would include....
🍒 long talks on the phone when she's away.
🍒 lots of hand holding. even when you are cooking she still wants to try and hold your hand.
🍒 her fingers tracing hearts on your body in the places she wants to kiss you.
🍒 cute dates with matching couple outfits.
🍒 she'll hug you from behind. It's so freaking melting when she does that.
🍒 her cooking for you.
🍒 you wearing her clothes when you spend the night at her place.
🍒 having silly little dance battles with her. the loser has to kiss the winner.
🍒 visiting each other's families during the holidays. your parents love her and her parents just adore you.
🍒 head kisses when you are feeling down and don't wanna talk about what's bothering you yet. she would always wait for when you're ready to talk about it.
🍒 sleeping on top of her when it's too hot during the summer.
🍒 kissing her cold fingers in the winter.
🍒 watching her at dance battles and supporting her.
🍒 long slow kisses.
🍒 taking care of her when she's sick.
🍒 you taking off guard pictures of her to use as blackmail.
🍒 roasting each other.
🍒 her reassuring you every second that she loves you.
🍒 doing each other make-up.
🍒 random road trips.
🍒 awful singing at 2am.
🍒 late night talks about nothing.
🍒 Inside jokes.
🍒 her praising you during and after sex.
🍒 you asking her if you were a worm would she still love you.
🍒 sending each other music because a song reminds you both of each other.
🍒 you sitting in her lap and falling asleep.
🍒 her telling you how beautiful you are.
clingy drunk Bada
You're not in love, You're just drunk.
a/n: hope you like it. I tried my best with it 🥺 sorry for any mistakes.
bada doesn't want you to leave her when you two get to her apartment. she likes it better when you're keeping the other side of her bed warm.
you and bada had bar hop earlier that night, but bada still wanted to drink some more. she tells you to make yourself at home like she usually does. Two glasses in her hand and a bottle of jack daniels whiskey in the other. you were sitting on the floor leaning against the front of the sofa. bada settled down beside you, shoulders brushing against each other. she pours you a little while. She gave herself half a glass.
she was feeling a buzz, and you were looking pretty under the cool glow of the living room lights. bada moves closer to you, she hangs her head down, staring at you.
“w-what?” you asked, your lips on the brim of your glass.
she smiled a little saying, “just looking at the most beautiful girl in the world.”
you laughed sitting your glass down beside your leg. “don't even start, bada.”
“start what?”
“the thing you do when you've drunk too much.”
“i do a thing?”
“yes.”
“what's the thing I do?” bada plays with a strand of your hair.
“you know.”
“no i don't. tell me y/n~”
“the thing you do where you say weird stuff...”
“i say weird stuff?” she asked. “like what?”
you flick bada's forehead and she whines.
“just drink your whiskey and leave me alone.”
after two glasses of jack daniels, bada wanted to feel closer to you. she plays with your fingers, wanting them running through her hair, and ghosting her hot flushed skin. she climbs on you, straddling your lap. her eyes are hooded. you liked the version of bada. you smile at her, and your arms go around her waist. bada is seeing hearts all around you. she thinks you got more beautiful within the last couple of minutes.
bada when she's drunk, she can be really clingy with you. from hugging you to wanting to crawl into you. She needed to touch you. bada is so cute when she's drunk, with a red flush face, to pouty lips that you want to kiss.
“i like your face.” she said quietly. her hands caress your cheeks, the palms of her hands were a little cold, her fingers softly press into your skin. “i could stare at you all day and never ever get bored.”
“there you go saying weird stuff.” you smiled at her.
bada leans into you, wrapped arms around your neck as she pressed her face into the crook of your neck. her nose rubbing against your neck. she always adored your smell. It reminds of her summer, being on a beach playing in the cool salt water.
“i...i...love you, y/n.”
you laughed at what bada said. your body lightly vibrated against hers as your arms wrap tighter around her waist.
“that's the jack daniels talking, honey.”
the fleeting of your heart and the steady hum of hers was like a silent confession.
"you remind me of cloudless blue skies in spring." bada murmurs.
It doesn't make sense to you, but it makes you happy.
You gently rock her. "you're talking nonsense now."
she pressed her lips to your neck, trailing soft, slow kisses up to your ear. she thought about wanting to kiss every inch of your skin.
heat runs up to your face feeling in your cheeks. "bada this isn't funny." you whined.
she pulls away from you. her brown eyes searching yours looking for the permissions she needed. when she finds it, she leans into you her lips lightly ghosting over yours, and the faint scent of jack daniels tickles your nose.
"but you liked it, didn't you?" she teased.
you chewed on your bottom lip before answering. "It felt nice."
"it'll feel even nicer when we kiss."
You didn't wait for bada to kiss. you. you're a little greedy smashing your lips into hers. It's sloppy, and a little clumsy. Teeth hitting teeth and biting of lips.
"fuck." you moaned into the kiss.
bada x ladybounce reader plss
a/n: wasn't really sure what to do here but I hope you still like it.
Mention of sex.
LOVER
The afternoon sun spilling from the cream paper thin curtains warms your face waking you up. Blinking a couple times and rubbing your eyes you look next to you at the sleeping woman. She's lightly snoring, her dark hair hiding her face. Cuss words quickly slip past your lips.
This wasn't supposed to happen again.
Sleeping with Bada was supposed to be a onetime thing. But she has a way with words that make you melt, and she gets you into your bed. Bada, she shows you that sex isn't just about fucking and rushing. That sex could be beautiful when it's the right person slowly taking their time with you and loving every inch of you.
So you stare at her. Carefully moving hair her from her face. A tiny smile tug at your lips. The feeling in your heart felt nice, like flowers blooming in the spring. You hadn't felt this way in a long time. Yet a sleeping Bada made you feel like this.
She moves in, snuggling her face against yours. She's half asleep but knew she needed to wake up soon to get to practice. Bada lays there for a moment breathing in your scent. It's mixture of something calming and nostalgic; it reminds her of a time when she was a little girl and she would run through the cool summer rain or cuddling up with her mom in her still-warm bed.
“Hey, you.” Bada whispered.
Part of you wish she would sneak out while you were still sleeping. Bada never did. Sometimes she would be up before you cooking your breakfast while swaying her hips to some Beyoncé song.
“Hey.” you said. “Shouldn't you be getting ready to leave to?”
Bada softly groaned, pouting a bit. “Yes. But you're warm and the bed is so so warm I don't wanna leave.”
“Get up.” You poked at her bare stomach making her laugh and roll out of your bed.
“Can I come by tonight?” she asks.
“The girls will be over tonight. We're having a small party for Biggy. But you can come by once they leave. I'll text you.”
You sit up in bed, pulling your sheet up to your bare chest. Bada nods walking around your bedroom naked, collecting her clothes that were scattered across your bedroom floor.
“Still haven't told your girls about us?” Bada asked as she struggled to get her legs into her jeans.
There was nothing to tell. You and Bada were only friends with benefits, sort of. So what would you be telling your lady bounce members? Hey, Bada and I are sex buddies' surprise.
“You and I aren't... Dating so I haven't.”
Bada grabs her shirt next pulling it over her head. She walks over to the bed sitting on the edge where your feet are.
“I, um, wanted to talk to you about that,” Bada said.
She loved sex with you, and the brief conversations that would come after when you were both sleepy and sweet talk turned into funny laughter and soon snoring.
“About what?” You asked.
“I want us to go beyond sex.” she said. “Like I want to take you on dates, and sing along with you to your favorite songs.”
“Dates?” you laughed. “and singing to my favorite song? Don't be all lover girl on me, Bada.”
Bada looks at you. “What if I want to love you?”
“I'll say you're crazy.”
Your last relationship taught you how hard you were to love. That not anybody would want to put up with you. Bada takes your hand running her thumb over your knuckles.
“Then call me crazy, y/n.” Bada smiles. “I'm not perfect either, you know. But I will love you like you're the most perfect person in the freaking world.”
“Bada, I don't want to be loved like I'm this most perfect person in the world. I want my flaws to be loved and seen.”
“If you'll allow me to, I can do that.” Bada said.
“I'm not that easy to love, though.”
“And who is? It's just about having the right person there for you who will love you like you're the easiest person to love. And that's what I will try to do for you, y/n.”
That's all you ever wanted was for someone to try for you.
THANK YOU 🩷🩷🩷
bada lee fic recs (2/2)
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𓆩❀𓆪 home by @throughthebluesea bada lee x reader | just warmth. fluff. heavily based with reese lansangan's home. (highly suggested to listen to it while reading this.)
-you wondered what type of day it is today. you were late at work, got scolded by your superiors, and finished a lot of backlogs that your superiors dumped on you. at this point, you're looking up at the dull white ceiling from your cubicle.
𓆩❀𓆪 bada headcannons by @urlovebot bada lee x reader
-bada when she’s pursuing you. reader is a lil oblivious and bada’s just like ‘this girl is mine she doesn’t even know it lololol’
𓆩❀𓆪 smut headcannons by @urlovebot bada lee x reader
-gf! bada lee got a corruption kink fr
𓆩❀𓆪 all the time by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | smut(sub bada. pussy fiend bada. bada is down so bad she is in hell. dom!reader(?). reader is a tease and bada is fed up)
-"feels so good bada."
𓆩❀𓆪 mirroring bluebird by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x bebe!f!reader
-you are the younger sister of moze and had gone viral at the same time as her. while working under sm, you meet bada and become a core member of bebe, but what you get the same treatment your sister did
𓆩❀𓆪 the duplicate by @throughthebluesea bada lee x 1million member!reader | humor-ish, then fluff? sulky jealous bada, reader is utterly whipped since she sees her girl bada on kingbada so much. this is too cute. moment with 1million crew
-the second season of street woman fighter 2 has been the talk of the town since its premiere, alongside the show's fame is its parody counterpart, which is street gagwoman fighter 2, where a group of korea's highly respected comediennes come together and do parodies of the actual show's highlights by enjoycouple on youtube.
𓆩❀𓆪 the duplicate (special chapter) by @throughthebluesea bada lee x 1million member!reader | fluff, a bit humor-ish... bc... king bada is here again. overprotective bada, the rest of team bebe being the biggest instigators
-d-day. the finale episode has arrived, and everyone has been practicing hard, perfecting their final routines.
𓆩❀𓆪 i wanna ruin our friendship by @throughthebluesea bada lee x reader | friends to lovers, bada secretly pining over 'straight' reader, howl is a jerk in this fic, some angst, slightly suggestive (if you squint), lusher and tatter being so supportive, lusher's gaydar never miss.
-"i told you, i can't!"
𓆩❀𓆪 bada lee as your gf by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader | mildly suggestive, women making out!!
𓆩❀𓆪 bada drabble by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader
-imagine doing ur nighttime skincare routine with bada. it’s just such a cute girlfriend moment.
𓆩❀𓆪 blurb by @starrwhispers bada lee x reader | smut
𓆩❀𓆪 head over heels by @badasgirl bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ smut, friends (?) to kinda lovers, slight angst if you kinda like squint, slight fluff, built up tension, reader is shorter than bada,
-a late night studio session turns into something more when bada finally decides it’s time to end whatever tension you both shared.
𓆩❀𓆪 boyfriend by @bluebada bada lee x reader | nsfw(extremely suggestive and very explicit at times). it's giving switch vibes kinda but dom!bada prevail. reader wants it rough. not a complete smut tho.
-where bada is sick of seeing you cry over your stupid boyfriend, and she knows that she can be a better boyfriend to you. so much better than him
𓆩❀𓆪 oh you want me so bad by @badasgirl bada lee x reader | 18+, reader is somewhat shorter than bada, reader is called bunny a lot, CLINGY!BADA
-bada had the longest day of her life and she needs her girlfriend immediately. you just happen to be the best girlfriend in the world and you let bada do whatever she wants.
𓆩❀𓆪 home by @potchi-fics bada lee x reader
-the first thing that probably comes to mind when you hear that is a house, yes? i mean, it's not a wrong answer-- it's just, for you.. your home is a person. no matter where you are, what time it is, as long as you're with her: you are at home.
𓆩❀𓆪 you and me in the moment by @nimxie bada lee x fem!reader
-in the warm of one another, moments like this are perfect.
𓆩❀𓆪 all mine by @badaspebble bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ themes (dom!bada, possessive!bada, semi-public sex, jealously, dirty talk, praise, cunnilingus)
-being on SWF2 was great. meeting new people who were also considered legends was an added plus. you caught many eyes, but one set of eyes in particular stayed on you the entire time. bada notices, and so do you. deciding to dance with haechi wasn’t to make bada jealous, but still. It’s only fair that bada should do something about it.
𓆩❀𓆪 jealous kisses by @badaslovie bada lee x reader | 🤏🏼 suggestive
-bada and tatter were seen holding hands at a concert and you can't help but feel jealous.
𓆩❀𓆪 she's straight.... right? by @bluebada bada lee x fem!reader | highly suggestive, swearing, fake dating, teacher x student, lowercase intended, hword is making an appearance
-in which the woman you want the most is the one you could never have.
𓆩❀𓆪 control freak by @dallaji bada lee x reader | PORN WITHOUT PLOT (like leech rallay NO plot), established relationship, reader is a power bottom and bada is perplexed!! befuddled!!11, bada with a strap, toy
-your girlfriend doesn’t like giving up the reins, but perhaps with some gentle urging she will finally let loose. Even if it's just for a little bit.
𓆩❀𓆪 feel it by @princhii bada lee x fem!reader | 18+, dom!bada, drinking, use of weed, smut, use of strap, sub!reader, age gap (reader is of age, just refers bada as older woman!)
-and just like that, you were there. on her bed. ass up face down. how did you even get there again? oh yeah, that’s right.
𓆩❀𓆪 show you off by @aericrys bada lee x reader | smut
-“Jagiya, stop freaking out, the girls are all really nice, I promise! They’ve been dying to meet you!”
𓆩❀𓆪 100 days by @venuszn dom!bada lee x fem!reader | best friends to lovers, angst, fluff, smut(fingering, nipple play, cunnilingus (bada and reader give and receive), scissoring, emotionally constipated reader, whipped bada, MDNI)
-bada asks you to give her one hundred days to make you fall in love with her.
𓆩❀𓆪 bada lee as the 5 love languages by @venuszn dom!bada lee x fem!reader | smut (ringering, cunnilingus, use of vibrator, bada using a strap, exhibitionism, degradation (but also praise), light bondage, orgasm denial, nipple play, overstimulation, slight choking) and fluff , MDNI
𓆩❀𓆪 jealously, jealously by @handongscult bada lee x reader | possessive/jealous bada, suggestive towards end
-you come on swf2 to have a choreography created for your new song. someone gets a little too bold with you and bada stakes her claim.
𓆩❀𓆪 come get me by @badaspebble bada lee x fem!reader | 18+ themes, (dom!bada, jealous!bada, kinda mean!bada but she’s soft at the end, strap-on use, teasing, hair pulling, semi-public, praise, edging, choking, swearing, dacryphilia)
-bada hasn’t been paying attention to you lately, which is starting to be frustrating. at first it was fine, seeing how much work she had to put into her team. now that SWF was over, there was no need for her to pay so much attention to them. guess you’ll have to make her pay attention to you.
𓆩❀𓆪 too close by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | angst. angry howl, homophobia, minor and very, very minor physical harm done to bada. closeted bada, out and proud reader. its alooooot of angst. some comfort at the end though
-"are you okay?"
𓆩❀𓆪 dating bada lee would include... by @unique-high bada lee x reader
-some things dating this beautifully hot woman would include.
𓆩❀𓆪 heacannons of bada asking insecure reader to sit in her lap by @urlovebot bada lee x reader | extra fluff
𓆩❀𓆪 save room for us by @dallaji bada lee x reader | ex-fwb, university setting, lengthy smut (like 50% ratio), both bada and reader are switches, relationship is the epitome of "its complicated", bada is a mess but please forgive her, author has never used a dating app before, kinda angsty?? hopeful ending though!!
-this could’ve been a perfect night: it was your first time being invited to a sorority house party and you were promised alcohol, decent music and good company. so naturally, because nothing is ever truly perfect, your ex-situationship had to be a part of said sorority.
𓆩❀𓆪 ride it! by @mikaleialt bada lee x reader | fluff, suggestive, smut, drabble
-in a random instagram live, your newly found fans after SWF 2, started asking you random questions about what do you think of each team leaders. for a quick background, you are one of the team leaders in SWF 2, but sadly your team got eliminated after the crew battle mission, after getting defeated by mannequeen on the elimination round along with wolf'lo and lady bounce.
𓆩❀𓆪 bada headcannons by @aericrys bada lee x reader | fluff, smut
𓆩❀𓆪 how bada would handle being in public with her s/o by @bountycancelled bada lee x gn!reader | headcannons, author being delusional, lower case intended, fluff
𓆩❀𓆪 the elevator by @venuszn bada lee x reader | enemies to lovers, angst, fluff
-you and bada are rival choreographers under the same company. bada has always treated you differently and you didn’t know why. You convinced yourself that you hated her for it. but you’re both forced to face each other one evening when the company elevator breaks down and there’s no where to hide - from each other and ur feelings.
𓆩❀𓆪 your so pretty it hurts by @nimxie bada lee x fem!reader | angst, injury
-you never want to worry bada, but when you get hurt and try to hide it. she can’t help it
𓆩❀𓆪 jealousy by @seungxstar bada lee x fem!reader
-how bada would be if she was jealous…
𓆩❀𓆪 .......threesome? by @badaleesbish switch!bada x switch!reader x sub!tatter | NSFW(face sitting, fingering, choking, degrading, praising, use of strap)
-you and tatter decide to try to talk bada into having a threesome. Thinking that bada would turn down the request, you and tatter take some extreme measures to get bada in between the two of you.
𓆩❀𓆪 bada fic by @allur1ngs bada lee x reader
-mafia boss bada reacting to reader in a suit looking badass omg bada would literally drop her jaw
𓆩❀𓆪 her best friends by @mikachacha bada lee x singer!reader x monika shin
-your new song is a huge hit and your two girlfriends wanted to celebrate and spoil you for a job well done
𓆩❀𓆪 only one by @yayayxs bada lee x fem!reader | suggestive if you squint
-after winning street woman fighter nobody expected this…
𓆩❀𓆪 moonstruck pt:1 by @dkluvs bada lee x oc | 2.3k
-in which a romance so forbidden arises between an idol and her favourite choreographer.
𓆩❀𓆪 moonstruck pt:2 by @dkluvs bada lee x oc | 1.6k
-in which a romance so forbidden arises between an idol and her favourite choreographer.
𓆩❀𓆪 new game, new player by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x dancer! f!reader | 4.7k
-jeon y/n joins SWF to prove that her being the sibling of an idol doesn't make her any less of a dancer, but while trying to do so, she makes new friends and potentially something more.
𓆩❀𓆪 expert level by @ssivinee bebe!bada lee x dancer! f!reader | 5.8k
-Part 2 of "New Game, New Player," suggested to read Part 1 first!
dance practice — bada lee
pairing: dancer!bada lee x dancer!fem!reader, swf2 au, bebe!bada x jamrepublic!reader.
genre: friends to lovers
For some reason you couldn’t learn the coreo that you have to present in 2 days. You had to compete with the other main dancers with the coreo that Bada had presented last time. The song name was “Smoke” and the coreo was absolutely amazing, obviously because Bada created it.
But for some reason, you couldn’t memorize neither the steps and the beat. So here you were, it was 8:30pm and you were in the dance studio with Bada Lee, luckily she offered to help you learn the coreo.
“Okay so, the first step is easy, nothing complicated” Bada explained. “First you have to this, and then this movement, like lighting up a lighter and then you have to blow it. Okay?” she said showing you.
“Okay” you answered.
“Okay so 5, 6, 7, 8” she counted.
You did the movements exactly like Bada show you, watching yourself on the mirror and thinking you did correctly.
“Great job Y/N!” she said with that pretty smile she had. “Now let’s continue with the next part.”
The next part of the dance wasn’t that difficult. It was just simple and strong movements with your arms and legs, not a big deal until…
“You have to move your hips in circles” Bada corrected.
“That’s what i’m doing” you answered.
“No, your not. You moving your hips back and forth, you have to do round movements like this” she showed you. “Do it again”
“Fine”
You did it again trying to copy the movement that Bada did before, but apparently you still did it wrong.
“I can’t” you said frustrated. “Why I can’t? It a simple movement”
“Here, let me guide you”
Bada came closer to you, standing behind your back and placing both hands on your hips. Shivers came down your spine, the touch of Bada always had an effect on you. Her smile, the way she looked at you, of course she never failed to make you nervous.
You tried to breath the most normal way possible, the feeling of her breath on your neck was driving you crazy.
“You have to move them like this” she said guiding your hips in small circles. “In that way you can make the move look cleaner.”
“U-uhm yeah, sure” you said nervously.
“Why are you so nervous, Y/N?” she asked with a smirk on her face, passing her hands from your shoulders down to your lower back.
God. This woman was driving you crazy.
“Nothing. I-I just—” you tried to explain.
“Do I make you fell nervous?” she teased.
Oh shit.
“You looked so pretty today, dancing against Rena, you did it perfectly” she said. “Like always…”
She was talking on your ear, her hand around your waist pressing her body against yours. You felt like you were going to die right there.
“Bada, I think we should continue practicing” you said looking at the mirror in front of you. Watching how your body looked so small compare to hers.
“Oh fuck the dance practice” she finally said.
She turned you around, both of you now face to face. She put one hand on your cheek, finally closing the space between you two with a kiss.
You put your hands around her neck, pushing her lightly towards you, deepening the kiss. She started kissing around your jaw and neck, sucking softly the skin and making you shiver. Your breathing became heavier; feeling Bada Lee, the woman that you were so attracted to, kissing and touching your body, you could fall on your knees at every second.
She started kissing you on the lips again, it was your turn now. You kissed her jaw, leaving open mouth kisses all around that zone.
“God, your driving me crazy Y/N” she said with eyes closed between soft gasps. “Your so hot, i like you a lot”
“You have no idea of how long i’ve ben waiting for this moment” you said giving her another kiss on the lips. “I like you too Bada.”
“Why didn’t we did this before?” she said looking at your eyes.
“I don’t know, maybe you were to shy” you teased this time.
“Nah, if it were for me you would be on my bed long time ago” she answered.
“And what are you waiting for? I can lear the rest of the dance tomorrow” you suggested.
“As you order, beautiful.” she smirked.
This would be definitely a long and probably the best night of your life.
Beauty and a Beat | Prologue
I am not a good writer and have the tendency to abandon works, apologies in advance. Also this is me shamelessly simping for Bada Lee after watching one episode of SWF2, so it will be cringe and it will be insufferable but alas here we are. And yes I have no ounce of originality so I can’t even come up with a decent title, so let’s go with this one for now~
The chittering in the dance studio’s elevator faded as a hand reached in, reopening the screeching metal door. “Sorry I didn’t see you there,” the tallest of the group muttered. A looming figure entered, smiling politely. “You’re alright.”
The girls exchanged a look as they silently sized up the newcomer, one more amused than surprised. It’s not everyday that they meet a female dancer taller than her after all. The elevator stopped at 4th floor and she marched out, but not before nodding courteously at the group.
As soon as the door shut the chattering resumed excitedly, new blood are always a welcoming change. The fox-eyed blonde turned to the leader of their group and teased, “Ah Bada, seems like you have competition,” she said as the rest of the group chimed in with agreement.
Bada laughed at the jive, rubbing Tatter on the head. “Okay I promise I’ll get her number for you once she’s here to stay.”
“Oh come on, I barked up the wrong tree once-” Tattee stuttered, flustered. “Can you please just let it go already?”
The group bursted out into laughter. “Yeah well it seems like we have a second walking tree,” Lusher joined the teasing, gesturing at the door.
“Nah I’m not going be asking Ms. Steve Jobs wannabe out,” Tatter refused, still blushing. “Bada’s the one who’s into that turtle-neck-oversized-blazer type.” The group nodded in agreement, “Actually, she does look like a rip-off of you, but much more corporate looking.”
“I wonder what’s her dance style, hopefully we get a new member soon,” said Bada, “hopefully she can take over some of my classes. I can really use some time off after all these jam packed schedules.”
I’m sleep deprived and not the best at checking before posting, so thanks for reading - and here to hoping that I am able to edit after posting (I haven’t been on this site since Yahoo removed p*rn from here…)
Beauty and a Beat | Part 1
Still sleep deprived, still writing. Let’s do this.
CB pranced into the empty dance studio and plopped her duffel bag down in the corner. She’s half an hour early to the workshop but she’s already been waiting anxiously outside for an hour and the security guard have started to taken a notice of her. She stood in front of the floor length mirror and gave herself one last fit check and nodded reassuringly at the reflection. After all she’s made sure to put on the right kind of over sized hoodie and sweatpants (she even got those caps that dancers likes wearing) to make sure she blends right in. “You got this, fake it till you make it,” she said to the reflection, pointing finger guns right back at herself. Hopefully no one saw that.
Someone saw that.
“You got this,” they said reassuringly.
CB turned around, mortified. Upon realising who was standing at the door, she turned a shade of barbie pink. “Kirsten?”
Kirsten chuckled, “Don’t be so nervous love, you must be the newest member to Jam?”
With a deep inhale an exhale, CB bashfully made her way towards the beauty. “Hi hello hi, lovely meeting you! I am the newest member to Jam, I’ve never thought I’d meet you in person but I think I might be here by mistake…” she trailed off. Seeing the slight confusion on Kirstin’s face, CB continued her rambling. “I am not really supposed to be here - I’d love to be here - but I don’t think I’m a dancer dancer.”
“Okay now you’ve lost me, I need more context. You are CB though?” Kirsten remained her graceful and welcoming composure, albeit a little more puzzled as CB continues to word vomit.
She nodded. “Well yes to being new to the team, yes to being CB, yes I am supposed to be here for the Jam Republic team workshop, but no I am not a dancer.” She paused, realised how convoluted she has made this whole situation. “Okay I think I should rewind - I’m technically hired to be a sound producer for JR, but during the hiring process I was asked if I can dance and I said yes. He then asked if I would like to join the dance workshop for team building and I said yes, but I didn’t get a chance to explain that I was an… exotic dancer during my college years.”
“Oh my god this is amazing,” Kirsten bursted out in laughter, “we love a good variety. I’m so glad you’re here. Don’t sweat about it!” The blonde gave CB a firm hug, “once a dancer always a dancer, no shame in stripping. Is that why you’re in those massive heels?”
CB chuckled and followed Kirsten’s gaze to the 8 inch platforms. “Pretty much yeah, they said to bring comfortable dance shoes so I brought Chloe along. It’s the only thing I know how to move in, really.”
“You named them?” Kirsten said amusedly, “At this height you might just be on Bada’s height. She should show up soon, she’ll be thrilled to not be the only giraffe in the room.”
The studio door opened once again, behind which the slender girl with perfectly pin straight fringe walked in. Elevator turtle neck? Bada thought to herself. “Speak of the devil!” Kirsten pranced over, guiding CB towards her. They briefly greeted each other before turning towards CB. “Here’s our newest, CB this is Bada, Bada, CB.”
Bada turned to the newbie, briefly stunned by the heels. How does she move in those?
CB beamed back, taking in the gorgeous face with effortless coolness. Her hair tied up in a messy bun, her streaky fringe a blend of cool grey and black, with her signature cap sitting on top. She then quickly followed her gaze down to the heels. “Hello there! I’ve heard plenty about you - and this would be Chloe. Pleasure meeting you,” CB tried to sound as approchable as possible, knowing her tendency of having a notorious resting bitch face when seeing a stunner.
Bada chuckled at Chloe. “Hi! I think we’ve met but never got the chance to introduce myself,” she said as she remembered the elevator encounter. The girls were right, she is her type. Her split dyed blue and black hair resembling a gothic Cruella, cold eyes with eyeliner sharp enough to kill, and her towering figure had Bada catching herself staring at her jawline. Under those oversized utilitarian hoodie must hide a very choke-able neck, Bada couldn’t help but think. Feeling a flush of redness rising to her cheeks, she quickly looked back down at the leather heels and feign a massive interest in them.
“Right,” CB quickly recalled the encounter, “I was just stopping by the other day to get the studio’s location, Jam Republic have sent me there in hopes that I can find you before they’ve set up the recording studio in Seoul for me. They thought I’d get lonely in a new country all by myself.” The Cruella impersonator chuckled, “but I got all flustered seeing all you ladies there that day and couldn’t bring myself to introduce myself. Sorry about that, I don’t do well in groups.” I don’t do well in front of pretty ladies, CB thought to herself, but managed to swallow that line before she made a fool of herself.
“Don’t be silly, we were actually wondering when did we get another dancer in the studio,” Bada reassured, pleasantly surprised by how warm and fuzzy CB sounds despite her almost mafia-like appearance the other day. “We even have a nickname ready for you in case you’ll be joining BEBE.”
The small group was interrupted as the remaining members of Jam Republic joined the room, ready for the workshop to begin. CB took a seat next to Bada on the oak dance floor, the duo exchanged a smile before turning their attention to Kirsten, who led the first day of workshop. Glad I went along with the misunderstanding, CB thought to herself as she checked out Bada one last time before focusing on the dance training.
The ten hour day went on as each member took a 2 hour slot sharing dance moves and exchanging pro-tips. Four hours in, during Latrice’s turn, Bada can’t help but to stare at CB as she quickly learned Latrice’s skilful footwork in those seemingly impractical shoes, moving like a graceful gazelle. CB noticed her intense eye contact and grinned back, “I doubt I’ll be able to move by the end of today. I’m surprised I even lasted this long with all you pro dancers,” CB whispered, laughing at her own rusty moves. Bada repeated Latrice’s moves alongside, which much better precision and body control, CB’s eyes widen at the demonstration, trying hard to not drool at the sight of her fluent dance grooves.
As soon as the lunch break was announced, CB sprawled onto the floor, panting heavily from the exercise. “I have no idea how you do it,” CB said shakily, “I am so out of shape it’s not even funny.”
Bada laughed at the slump on the ground, “you’re not doing too bad, probably just not your genre. What is your usually dance style anyways?”
CB smirked mischievously as she unzipped her hoodie, “stripping.”
Bada felt her cheeks flushed red as she continued to pulled off the oversized clothing, revealing the singlet underneath. Thank god for the practice, at least I can chalk that one up to Latrice’s full body workout. Before she even had the time to register the stunning body, she was quickly distracted by impressive patchwork tattoo collection CB had covering almost the entirety of her body, from the base of her neck to as far as Bada can see under all the hoodies’s coverage. She fought back the urge to gulp hard but failed.
CB noticed the lingering gaze and decided to tease a little more, winking at the already blushing Bada. What a cutie, she thought to herself, maybe I’ll take a shot.
The workshop continued after the hour long break. CB kept the hoodie off, tossing it to the corner along with the remainder of her belongings. Bada couldn’t stop stealing glances at CB, she’s never realised how fast hours can pass. On the other hand, CB is not cut out for these high intensity dance sessions but refused to be the only one to tap out and embarrass herself, especially when Bada won’t stop looking over at her. I gotta make a good impression, she thought as she gritted her teeth to push the remaining hours; hours felt like days as every inch of her muscles threatened to give out at any given time.
As soon as day one of workshop ended, CB crawled her way towards her bag to reach for a grinder and a pouch. She rolled a joint in record speed and searched for the nearest smoking area. Kirsten caught a glimpse of a pink grinder and squatted down next to CB. “Sharing is caring,” she said half joking, half very much wanting some greens.
CB motioned at her travel sized smoke goodies and inched towards the exit. “Help yourself, I desperately need a smoke after today. I might have to show up tomorrow in crutches.”
As the duo giggled towards the smoking area, Bada wondered where CB vanished to, determined to make more conversations the next day.
“I didn’t know you smoke,” Kirsten asked as she took a draw.
“I was a stripper in Melbourne, or course I smoke.” CB responded. “Just glad the workshop is here and not Korea, I don’t think I’ll have enough ouid pen to last me through this. There is some really cute girls to keep me motivated though, I’ll have to say.”
Kirsten laughed, clicking her tongue. “Bada? She really is the infamous heartthrob isn’t she.”
CB nodded, taking another deep long draw. “Caught her looking my way a few times, you reckon I have a chance?”
“I think so, pretty sure Redy is out of the picture…” Kirsten trailed off, enjoying the company. “Careful with that one, she’s can be a real womaniser,” Kirsten said jokingly, her tone laced with a hint of warning.”
CB’s eyes flickered under the street lights, “I do like a challenge.”
Aight guys I am very sorry for the inconsistencies in writing, it has been so long since I last birthed a fic and I am behind rusty. Thanks to my brilliant ~depression~ I really can’t decide between fluff or angst (I have the tendency to lean towards sabotaging relationships whenever my mother is in town to visit, I wonder why…), so I’ll probably be writing some hard-to-get long burns for the time being? If you have a preference feel free to let me know~ Anyhoo thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far ^_^
Beauty and the Beat | Part 2
Less sleep deprived, still indecisive. Let’s gooooo.
CB spent the second of workshops acclimating to the intense workouts, while simultaneously keeping a calm facade - no thanks to Ms. Bada who have taken a vested interest in her moves. CB is no where as precise as the skilled dancer, who managed to execute new chores seemingly effortlessly, but the way she carried herself does have a certain quality that Bada can’t quite put her finger on. And so the hours flied by, as the two were mesmerised by each other - and both sneaking peaks at each other, hoping that they were being subtle about it. They weren’t, Kirsten and Latrice on the other side of the room had front row seat to their “subtle” exchanges and feigned gagged at the two.
Comes night fall and CB once again weaselled out for some smokes, updating the girls about her (slow) progress in the meantime.
Day three of the workshop is when CB realised the clear divide between pro dancers and herself, as she begin to struggle to catch up with the group, either falling half a count behind or missing a turn. After almost an hour of tussling, CB casted her ego aside and turned to Bada asking for some guidance.
It isn’t like Bada hasn’t noticed the hour long scrambling taking place beside her, but CB was clearly trying hard to figure out the steps in her own terms and she didn’t feel the need to intervene. When CB finally turned to her after for some pointers, the more experienced dancer warmly offered some guidance. “You missed a step between count 4 and 5,” she placed her hand on CB’s shoulder and directed her to the beat. “Like this. Be a little more precise.”
CB parroted the instruction, this time executing the movement with more accuracy and force. Bada nodded approvingly as she watched. “Now for the other part that you missed,” she moved closer to CB and placed her hand on her lower waist, “left heel, tip, heel.”
Again CB followed the instructions, moving to the beat counts; the instructor’s hand following the arch of her back as she moved, sitting comfortably at the hollow of her back’s arch. When CB got the moves right on the third try, Bada took a step back and released a breath she hasn’t even realised that she was holding, slightly relieved that she’s able to take a step back before inappropriate thoughts begin to form in her head.
“Thanks for that,” CB smiled and turned around, inches away from Bada’s face. The latter looked up to meet her eyes, not used to having such a pretty face looking down at her. She’s usually the one towering over other dancers, female and males alike; but being at eye level with CB’s chin, she couldn’t help but stare at her flushed cheeks and plump lips. Realising that she’s gawking, Bada lowered her gaze.
Noticing the effect she’s having on Bada, CB chuckled and flicked the brim of Bada’s cap downwards, concealing the blush now painting the dancer’s cheek a shade of rose.
For a third night in a row, Bada have noticed the disappearance of CB, and is wondering how the hell does she manage to sneak around silently with those massive stompers of hers. Opening the doors one by one, Bada is determined to locate her. A strange smell through the exit piqued her interest, and the tall girl approached the doorway. A familiar sound indicated that she was on the right track and she sped up her pace.
“So how is your plan coming along?” Kirsten asked, during their nightly sesh. “I’m seeing a lot of batting eyelashes and giggling, but I’m not seeing a lot of-” she trailed off as she pinched both her hands towards each other, making a smooching motion with her hands. CB chuckled and stuck her middle finger up, nonverbally telling Kirsten to “get fucked.”
“Mate I’m trying,” CB attempted to explain, “it doesn’t help that I’m constantly in PAIN because it’s taking me everything to simply keep up with you ladies… took everything just to keep a straight face you know what I mean!”
“Oh girl you need to do something about that stamina of yours,” the newest member to their nightly hangout, Latrice, added while rolling her eyes. “She’s gonna devour you at this rate.”
CB gasped, pretending to be offended by the comment.
“Well she ‘likes a good challenge’,” Kirsten jabbed, “physical challenge.”
The group bursted out into laughter as the door flung open, with Bada on the other side of the door frame. Kirsten and Latrice exchanged a sneaky smile as CB welcomed the newcomer into the group. “Look who found us!” She cheered as she scooted over, just enough for the tall dancer to sit down. “You smoke?” CB offered.
Bada shook her head ‘no’, politely smiling as she does. “I’m good, are you guys…”
“Baked.” “Stoned.” “Blazin’.” The trio responded in unison. The South Korean’s eyes widen slightly, quickly recovering once she realised their geographical location.
“So this is your little hide out,” Bada marvelled at the cozy corner, “I’ve been wondering where you three disappeared to every night fall.”
“The couch potato can’t handle us,” Latrice nudged, “she’s been chain smoking like an elderly cat lady over here after every workshops.”
CB kicked her legs up and gently plopped it onto Bada’s lap, “My whole body aches,” she complained as she pouts.
Bada was mildly surprised by her forwardness, nevertheless she started rubbing CB’s foot skilfully, the way that she usually does with her teammates. CB has leaned back on the couch, her hoodie unzipped, the dim street lights illuminating her torso like an art piece in the museum.
“You’re really good at this, maybe I should stop by your room later for a full body massage.” CB praised, her tone playful. Kirsten and Latrice snickered at her boldness.
Is she flirting? Bada wondered while her hands continues to knead. Seeing the relaxed posture CB took, she brushed it off and convinced herself that the foreigner is just being friendly.
As soon as Kirsten and Latrice finished up their roll, they stood up and excused themselves for the night, sneaking a wink at CB on the way out. When they’re out of sight, Latrice shot CB a message reading “Good luck 🍀😉”
CB’s phone lit up, Latrice’s message popping up on the screen. Bada glanced towards the device, peeking at the text. Noticing the dancer’s curiosity, CB picked up the phone and snapped a quick selfie of themselves. “I’m on it,” she texted back.
“What’s that about?” Bada asked, CB still leaning on her shoulder from the selfie pose.
“They’re wishing me luck with trying to hit on you,” CB explained nonchalantly.
Bada, taken aback by the bluntness, tried to cover up her bashfulness with a chortle. “You’re funny.”
CB pouted, displeased that her attempt is brushed off as a friendly gesture. “I meant it though, you’re really pretty. Nice smile too.” She immediately wanted to kick herself as soon as she said that. Nice smile? That’s the best I can do?
The faint light veiled the blush forming at the girl’s cheek, muttering a soft ‘thank you’ in return, speechless at the vixen. It’s not that she’s uninterested, just unsure at CB’s sincerity. After all the popular dancer does receive quite a number of attention (and online, professions), but more often than not those compliments are just that, compliments. On to of that, Bada is used to being the one who had to be the first to make romantic advancements, as most people just assumed that the tall handsome girl with such charming aura would surely be more dominant.
CB noticed the sudden silence from the other girl and retreated her advancement, sitting back up right. “Sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable,” she apologised, feeling responsible for the sudden shift in aura. Perhaps she did come on too strongly. “Do you want me to walk you back to your room?”
Bada glanced up at the anxiety-ridden producer and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears. “I’m not uncomfortable,” she explained softly, “you’re just… different than what I’m used to. Not in a bad way though.”
A warm smile crept it’s way onto CB’s lips as she felt a sense of relief. “What, girls?” She carefully prodded for explanation.
“No I’ve had my fair share of girls,” Bada winked, “you’re the most candid one by far though.”
“Oh thank fuck I didn’t bark up the wrong tree,” CB exhaled, “I’d be mortified. Okay I get your drift, I’ll back up a little. Old habits die hard.”
Not noticing the underlying message of the last bit, the dancer tugged on the producer’s hoodie, pulling her closer. “It’s alright, I kind of like it.”
Thanks again for staying around sorry if this is all over the place - I took a sick day from work and had a mountain of tasks to return to 😩 see y’all hopefully tomorrow (anxiously waiting for the Chilli Challenge to come out!!!) xoxo