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GIRL, SO CONFUSING — PT. 3 of MEGAVERSE — [18+!]

AN INTERACTIVE SERIES

“We can always stop. It’s just a game,” he reminds you but for some reason it sounds as if there’s more behind his words.

“I don’t want to stop. I want you,” you admit.

❇️ You’re slowly catching up that you might not be caught in a weird dream but a parallel universe instead. Especially, when you meet a few more people that are a bit too familiar—except for your new colleague, Jeongin, who started working as a fashion influencer a month ago. You instantly click and get along as if you’ve been friends for ages—and you can’t seem to ignore that heavy tension that’s between the two of you…

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🧩 CONTENT INFO: skz ot8 x afab reader [not at the same time], smut/fluff/angst, parallel universe/video game au, sci-fi au, mc might catch up on the fact it’s not a dream but she’s still… a little slow

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⛳️ CONTENT WARNING: explicit sexual content [includes make out session with multiple people, semi-public encounters (surprise), fingering, reader gets called good girl, baby and slut], consumption of alcohol, questionable moral decisions and betrayal (?), reader’s boss is very mean, jealousy!!!

💚 AUTHOR’S NOTE: creating that gif almost made my old af phone end it all 💀 anyway, you guys chose! very gen z of you to ditch all the “real” jobs and become an influencer 🤨 (jk, im an office girlie writing mails and categorising data all day) as always, I hope you will enjoy this chapter!! share your thoughts and your choice on the vote with me plsss it’s so interesting to know!! and it’s also very motivating 🥺🫶🏻 lots of love and have fun!! ✨

You thought about staying overnight at Felix’s place for a second. After all, you’ve known each other ever since kindergarten and since he’s finally back in your life—at least you think so—you’ve got lots to catch up on. 

That’s what you did last night. Right. Catching up. 

Or in other words, your legs were spread on his couch while he was burying his beautiful face between your thighs.

Okay. You’re wide awake now. At least you think so.

Isn’t it weird that you fell asleep again and you’re still caught in this dream? The further time goes, the more you start believing that is the real world. Some fucked up version of it, but still real.

And if that’s seriously the case—Hyunjin being Felix’s friend being another hint as well as other mentions like Seungmin, Venessa, Akira or Miko—you’ll begin wondering if the man that caused this all or his virtual, animated version—might be strolling around the area as well.

You remember that you—without knowing what to expect—chose Starlost Boulevard on your own. You made a choice, right? So, does this perhaps mean, if you opted for another route, you could have ended being Jisung’s neighbour as well? Or Hyunjin’s? Or Seungmin’s? Or Akira’s?

The thought of the latter makes you feel a bit weird. After all, you actually dated him—very briefly—before you started college all those years ago. Sure, Akira is still somewhat around since he’s your roommate’s colleague and also a friend of your annoying boss—Minho—but you’ve never seen him as someone who’s close to you. 

It doesn’t even matter. For now you have to get ready for your first day of working as a fashion stylist without losing your mind that Jisung—your long time crush—might be very close. Fuck. You’re not even in the real world and he still manages to harass your mind and occupy every single thought that’s crossing your brains. Cool. Cool. Cool.

You sigh, choosing the same outfit you wore yesterday from your wardrobe since you only own copies of the same eight styles just like in the–

Wait.

You take a closer look at the fabrics and materials, realising the outfits all fit for different occasions. There’s those that are for everyday wear, an athletic look, your pajamas, an elegant dress for prestige events, a party outfit for clubbing, a bathing suit as well as one that’s working well for winter and another one for summer.

Are you… are you actually caught in the dumb game that you were playing?

Wow, it only took you almost a whole fucking day, huh?

Well, sometimes we can’t see the wood for the trees but you feel absolutely stupid right now. What a great start of a day… being caught… in a game.

There’s still a slight percentage of being trapped in only a dream about the game you adore so much but the possibility shrinks with every second. It just feels too long and too real to be a dream. But then again, that’s what we always feel when being asleep, right?

You shake your head, still feeling like a total idiot. Maybe you should have chosen another city. The heat here will probably kill you some day. But you brush that off too, as you slip into your shoes and grab your bag. When you walk outside the door, it’s still quiet outside, the sun currently rising up.

Catching a glimpse of Felix’s small house, you think back to last night. A part of you was so intimate in an instant with him because they believed this was a dream. But if you’re completely honest with you—you’ve missed him. And another tiny part is still questioning what would have happened if he hadn’t disappeared all these years ago.

Would you have ever fallen in love with Jisung? You wouldn’t have even moved in with him in the first place. Would he even be a part of your life? Well, perhaps through Akira, and Minho who you met in college although the two of you have never gotten along at all. So, perhaps not. Maybe he would have been someone you see at a mutual friend’s parties and that’s it.

Your heart aches a little, thinking about the possibilities of what could have been. It lets that uncomfortable tightening feeling inside your stomach appear, that further on leads to anxiety, so you try to erase that thought.

So, your gaze shifts to the house next to the one that your childhood friend owns. It’s pretty—everything’s coloured in a beautiful shade of pink and glittering lanterns are decorating the outside. You wonder if that’s Venessa’s place but it probably is. A little yard connects the shed with Felix’s trailer.

If this is some sort of a parallel universe and you were to meet people that you already know from your real life, will they all be the same? Will they know you? Like Felix does?

God. It’s too fucking early to contemplate that. You decide to rush to your workplace then, trying to get there on time.

“Give me another one, Yang! Come on, you can do better than that,” you hear a loud female voice yell through the room. 

The words seem to be dedicated to a model—or influencer, whatever—who’s currently posing in front of the camera. He’s tall and wears his messy hair open, his fingers brushing through the strands every now and then. He’s beautiful—pretty lips, a sharp jawline and muscular upper arms that your eyes have access to thanks to the tank top he’s wearing.

Fuck. Is he one of your colleagues?

Your eyes meet for a second and he just stares at you with perhaps the same admiration that you’ve granted his beauty but this might be the delusion talking out of you again.

The woman that’s giving all the not so friendly advice to him suddenly turns around, bringing her attention to you, instantly recognising you.

“Hi, I’m Doli Ruano. You must be… Y/N, right?”

She completely mispronounces your name, so you correct her, as you shake her hand.

“Yeah, sure,” she replies, rolling her eyes in annoyance, “I don’t care. Make yourself useful, will you?”

Oh. What a great start. You feel absolutely welcome here.

Still, you follow what she’s told you, not wanting to make her even angrier. Perhaps, she’s just having an exhausting and long day. At nine in the morning.

“Yang, I told you to use more emotions. It’s always the same stupid issue with you,” she spits, looking at the model.

Fucking hell. What have you gotten yourself into?

The poor guy around your age that’s been yelled at doesn’t react and tries again, as you watch his confidence shrink with every insult he gets thrown at his head.

“Okay. Time for a break. Jeongin, you’re done with shooting today. Photoshop will do, I’m sure. Why don’t you show our newcomer around?” Doli suggests, pointing at you with her index finger. How rude. But what do you expect from that woman?

You’re glad for a second that your boss, Minho, has never behaved this way. Sure, he’s annoying as hell and picks fights with you every day, but that’s it. He’s never been cruel to you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N,” you introduce yourself to your new colleague, once he’s approached you.

He chuckles, a smirk on his face. It’s cute how optimistic and naive you are, not knowing what shitshow of a job is awaiting you in this company. “Nice to meet you, I’m Jeongin. Are you from Seoul, too?”

Seoul.

He’s from Seoul. The city you used to live in and found a job offer now—but in a parallel universe.

“Y-Yeah, but I recently moved to Starlost Boulevard,” you explain. He’s still shaking your hand firmly and your eyes wander around, realising how… beautiful his own are. He’s got long fingers, the veins visible on his lower arm–

Get yourself together, Y/N.

“Well, the weather is nicer there,” he continues the small talk, letting go of you. “But the housing prices… even worse than here, right?”

“A total disaster,” you laugh, agreeing.

“Maybe you’ll move back one day. Especially, since you grew up here anyway—or didn’t you?” he asks.

You’re sure he’s just assuming things, after all you don’t know each other.

“Oh, I did! I’ve lived my whole life here and needed something new,” you lie. You love living in Seoul and you definitely wouldn’t trade it for this Temu version of Los Angeles. But you haven’t lived in this Seoul that you currently find yourself in.

“Yeah, you’ve got everything here. Endless restaurants, crazy nightclubs, the coast and an annoying boss,” he half-jokingly says.

“Doli seems like… a lot,” you confess.

“That’s the friendly way to put it,” he chuckles.

Jeongin starts showing you the company then, taking his time to explain everything to you and how stuff works. He repeatedly makes sure to tell you that you should always ask him whenever there might be a question. He’s adorable. And it’s refreshing to know that you have someone here to trust.

“Thanks for showing me around and being so kind,” you compliment him, when the two of you sit down for a second, getting some water.

“I’m actually not that kind,” he laughs. “But in comparison to Doli, everyone looks like an angel sent from Heaven.”

You join his giggles, taking a sip from your beverage. “Do you know why she’s… like that?”

You’re genuinely curious. That woman is… a whole new level of rude.

“Oh, it’s mostly her private life. She’s a person that takes out her anger at work. Very toxic. And because she knows that Yoltic, another employee, would be much better at the job so she has to make fun of him all the time. And the rest of the team,” your colleague explains.

“Wow, you’re a gossip girl, Jeongin,” you tease him, nudging his shoulder. Usually, he isn’t that much into physical touch but for some reason, it feels nice when it’s with you.

“You’ll never get bored with me, I can promise,” he says with a wink.

Fuck. That confuses you a little. A bit more than it should. You met this guy an hour ago and he’s already messing with your head.

“That’s fun. It’s scary being new here, you know. It was rather spontaneous for me to accept that offer,” you try to bring the conversation back to what it was. Not because you don’t like it when he’s flirting—it’s rather the opposite—but because your heart can’t handle it right now.

“Oh, what were you working before that?” Jeongin asks.

“Uhm… as a scientist for food… stuff. Yeah. In a laboratory, testing ingredients.”

That’s the easiest way to word it. Although you’ve been mainly busy at work with getting into fights with your college rival Minho who’s now your boss. You’ve never gotten along—well except for that one night that never was—and working together won’t change that.

“Wow, you’re smart. And that’s a rough change. I admire you for that,” your colleague says, meaning it.

“Thanks, Jeongin.”

You watch him catch his lower lip between his teeth. Fuck. He can’t focus. Jeongin met you an hour ago and you’re already occupying his head with your cute little voice always calling him by his name. Maybe after all the weird shit he’s been through, there might be light at the end of the tunnel—you.

“How old are you, by the way?” he suddenly wants to know.

“I’m twenty four, you?”

“Twenty three. Just a little bit younger, Noona,” he says.

You chuckle, “Wow, you’re direct.”

You like that about him a lot. For some time, Jeongin helps you forget that you’re trapped in a parallel universe. He feels… normal.

Not that Felix and Venessa don’t seem normal. But being with your colleague makes you forget about what seems to be your confusing fate now.

“Too much?” he shyly asks, scratching the back of his head.

“No, I like it,” you admit.

“How about we get lunch together, hm?”

You nod, “Sure!”

The two of you leave the building, as Jeongin shows you the area surrounding your workplace. It reminds you a lot of Seoul although it isn’t the same.

Your new colleague approaches a street food place and orders for the both of you, before you sit down at one of the tables together.

When you look at your phone for a second, you notice you received a message from your childhood friend.

[Felix, 12:08]: Would you like to go to Hyunjin’s vernissage with me tonight?

Oh, is this a date?

[Felix, 12:09]: Venessa and Miko will be there with us, too.

Perhaps not. Unless Felix wants to date three people at the same time.

You type a quick reply.

[You, 12:10]: Of course! I'd love to.

Jealousy is forming in your stomach. Why does this affect you? It isn’t meant to be a date, after all. Felix is close with Hyunjin so it makes sense he goes there with his friends. Female friends.

However, this makes an idea spark up in your head.

“Jeongin?”

He looks at you with his fox eyes, the strands of his messy hair covering most of his forehead, “Yeah?”

“There’s this vernissage of a friend of mine in Starlost Boulevard tonight, he’s very talented. I’m going there with a few friends. Would you like to join us?”

“Oh, absolutely! Thanks for asking. That sounds like fun,” he grins.

You reach for your phone again and send another text.

[You, 12:11]: I’ll bring my colleague with me. Is that fine? 😊

Half a minute later, you receive a reply.

[Felix, 12:12]: Of course!

The museum where Hyunjin’s vernissage is located does look a bit better from the inside than the outside. Especially with the beauty of those stunning art pieces he’s presenting.

You’re walking around with Jeongin, currently on your way to find Felix and the rest, when the man in question enters your vision.

“Y/N, hi,” he greets you, pulling you into a hug.

“This is Jeongin. He’s from Seoul,” you introduce your colleague to the rest of the group.

“Y-Yeah. I’m a big city boy.” Jeongin cringes at his own words. He still has to get used to all of this. At least he’s happy now that he’s found an actual friend after being caught in this disaster that still feels like an ongoing fever dream. He is from Seoul, yes, but not the one that you are talking about.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Felix. This is Hyunjin,” your childhood friend says, as you watch a certain someone appear next to him.

When Hyunjin sees you, his face is carrying a huge smile, before he drags you towards him. “Y/N, how’ve you been? How’s your new home?”

“G-Good. It’s nice there. How are you?”

What?

He knows you?

You begin to believe more and more that this is an actual parallel universe. At least that would explain why Hyunjin knows you.

Does this mean… Cecilia is also here?

“I’m great! Changbin didn’t make it. You know how he’s been ever since he became the CEO of his company,” Hyunjin explains to you.

Changbin exists here too? And he’s a CEO?

Then your best friend must be somewhere here too. You wonder if Cecilia has a crush on this Hyunjin as well.

“What about his sister?” Felix suddenly asks.

“Man, I don’t know. She’s been getting on my nerves. I’ve told her so many times that she ain’t my type but she keeps annoying me,” the artists explains.

“That sucks, dude,” Felix agrees.

You turn around to Jeongin—all while trying not to lose your mind—giving him a soft smile. “I hope it’s okay for you here.”

He gives you a reassuring look, “Of course. I feel honoured to meet your friends and I enjoy spending time with you.”

Fuck. He’s so… handsome. Smooth. Exciting.

“So, what do you guys say?” Hyunjin asks, a proud look on his face.

“It’s amazing, Jinnie,” you compliment him, “you’ve always been so talented.”

He smirks, “I knew you’d love it, Y/N.” Then he turns around to the rest of the group. “Thank you for being here. All of you. It means a lot.

Felix does his best to withstand his own emotions from overspilling. Sure, it’s only been a one time thing last night and neither of you discussed what it meant, but can his stupid best friend perhaps not flirt with you in front of a group of people? And more importantly, could you stop smiling when you listen to Hyunjin’s words?

“How about we continue this night at my place? It’s still warm outside and Felix and Y/N live close by after all. We can have a campfire, if you like. There’s enough booze as well,” Venessa suddenly suggests.

Miko is instantly excited about the idea—it’s weird seeing her again after such a long time but you don’t mind—and Hyunjin seems to agree as well.

“What do you think, Jeongin?” you ask your coworker, not wanting him to feel left out.

He smiles, “I’m in.”

“Sooo, who’s turn is next?” Miko asks, her eyes roaming through the room and stopping once they connect with Felix’s. You wonder if she’s still got a crush on him but decide to shake that idea off.

God. It’s been so many years. And you still get jealous of her even though your childhood friend was between your thighs last night and not hers.

And, yeah, how did you even end up here?

You’re all currently in Venessa’s yard, sipping on your beverages while playing a round of Truth, Dare or Drink. Yes.

Your neighbour definitely has a cosy place and you admire her for her creativity to turn this dumpster of a place into a mini castle. Everything is glittering and well decorated—you feel so absolutely comfortable. Perhaps, it’s also because you’re currently sitting next to your colleague—a little closer than you should—while stealing glances from him whenever you believe he isn’t watching. But he is.

Jeongin is a very attentive person. That’s also why he’s realised that you’re different from anyone else that he’s met so far. You two instantly clicked and he’s sure there’s a reason for it.

“Lix, truth of dare? Or drink?”

He takes a sip from his beer, “Truth.”

Venessa chuckles, “When’s the last time you got any?”

Felix rolls his eyes, already considering to just take another shot of this cheap soju mix they prepared until he decides against it. “Last night, actually,” he casually admits, shrugging his shoulders as if it’s nothing.

You try to hold back a gasp, your eyes instantly finding his own and you’re sure the rest of the group catches up on it.

“Interesting,” Hyunjin starts, staring holes into your skull, “Y/N. Truth, dare or drink, hm?”

Fucking hell. You don’t want to find him attractive since your best friend has been having a crush on him for literal years. But then again—he’s Hyunjin. No one can withstand this man’s aura.

“Dare,” you state, trying your best to stay confident. You’re usually someone who chooses the Truth option but you can’t do that when everyone’s suspecting you to have slept with Felix last night. They’d definitely ask about that.

“Great. We're gonna spin a bottle and whoever it lands on, will get a kiss from you. Okay?”

You nod, biting your lower lip gently. 

“Hyune, the campfire is pretty much in the way,” Venessa reminds him.

“Right. Then I’m just gonna use this dice and we’re gonna count, starting form Y/N.”

He randomly grabs a dice from his pants’ pocket—is this a video game inventory? Hyunjin places the object on the ground and gives it a little nudge.

“Four!” Miko, who’s sitting between him and Jeongin who’s next to you, shouts.

Oh, fuck no. “You know the deal, Y/N.”

You don’t even count since you know it’s your fate to kiss Hyunjin, as you get up from your seat. Slow strides bring you to him, as you feel pairs of eyes shooting through you.

You’re pretty much aware that you shouldn’t do this. He’s your best friend’s crush. But then again—Cecilia hasn’t been the kindest person to you lately and it’s not as if you want to take revenge or purposely hurt her, but something inside your heart tells you that she’d take the chance to make out with Jisung if the opportunity was given.

Maybe you’re being unfair with her. Maybe you’re a bitch. Or maybe it’s the newfound confidence of being trapped in a parallel universe that makes you even more impulsive than before. The fact that both Felix and Jeongin obviously try to hold back their immense jealousy, just adds fuel to the fire.

“You want this, Y/N?” Hyunjin suddenly asks. His demeanour has shifted, you’ve never witnessed him being so gentle and thoughtful which doesn’t make things for your heart any easier.

“Kiss me, Hyune,” you say, getting closer. That’s it. It’s just a game, right?

His lips align with yours, feeling so soft pressed against your mouth. Hyunjin lets out a grunt, as he pulls you closer. Time stands still when he kisses you like this—taking the lead, having one hand placed on your neck and the other one gently laying on your hips.

You’re forgetting about your surroundings completely, as he continues to passionately make out with you, his tongue slipping inside your mouth–

“Okay, thank you, that’s enough,” you hear Felix say, jealousy spitting from his words.

You chuckle, as you let go off Hyunjin who carries the same stupid smirk on his face. Getting back to your initial seat, you watch the game go on.

“Jeongin,” Miko says, deciding it’s your colleague’s turn now. “Truth, dare or drink?”

“Dare,” he immediately says, confident.

“Oh, someone’s eager. Well, if that’s the case. How about seven minutes of heaven behind Venessa’s trailer,” she suggests. God, Miko has gotten bold. Or just tipsy. Or a mix of both.

“Fine. Who’s the lucky one?”

Miko looks around, contemplating what to say, before she decides to opt for the safest path, “You can choose. Whoever you like. But since you’re new here, you’ve got the privilege of making decisions.”

Usually, Jeongin hates making decisions ever since he’s ended up in this weird parallel universe. But the fact that you’re one of the options makes this a bit easier.

“Y/N. I’m choosing Y/N, obviously.”

Your heart skips a beat. All eyes are on you, mouths are falling agape and you are sure you can hear a whistling sound coming from Venessa.

A minute later you find yourself behind your neighbour’s little house—in an angle that the others can’t see you—Jeongin standing in front of you, carrying the most mischievous smile that earth—or whatever planet that is—has ever witnessed.

“Of course you chose me,” you tease him.

Your colleague—who you met less than a day ago—has the palm of his hand placed on the wooden wall behind you, cageing you between his body and the hard surface colliding with your back.

Maybe this will help him make him feel real again. And your mind is occupied with the same idea.

“We can always stop, Y/N. It’s just a game,” he reminds you but for some reason it sounds as if there’s more behind his words.

“I don’t want to stop. I want you,” you admit.

His smirk turns into something darker, pure lust swirling around in his eyes, before he crashes his lips into your own. And God, you feel like a real person again. Jeongin kisses you with so much passion as no other man before.

He pushes you further against the little house, his tongue immediately slipping in and you let him. Fuck. Your mind is racing at lightning speed, your body screaming for more. This is just a game. It’s just a game. And a dumb dream that you’re caught in.

There’s nothing wrong if you’d let your incredibly hot colleague do more to you than just kissing.

Right?

“Touch me, Jeongin,” you tell him, sounding so desperately he’s afraid he might as well come in his pants. You sound so adorable, begging him for more.

Still, he needs to make sure that that’s actually what you want. “Really? Are you in the right state of mind?”

You look at him, nodding, “Absolutely. I’m sober. Do you want to, though?”

He chuckles, “I’ve wanted you ever since you stepped inside the company this morning.”

“Then don’t make me wait any longer,” you tell him.

Jeongin follows suit, letting his hand wander under your skirt, sneaking below the fabric. He grips your thigh, as he keeps kissing you, while his fingers wander further.

You give in, your tongue circling around his own, when you feel him brush over your soaked underwear. Jeongin keeps touching you through the ruined fabric, before he pushes your panties aside. Slipping a finger inside you, he watches you part your mouth.

“Feels good,” you tell him and he keeps moving.

His thumb is pressed against your clit, starting to draw smooth circles on it, while his lips collide with your neck. 

You can’t hold back but listen to the sound of a moan passing your lips, when he adds another digit. You already feel so full, thanks to the thickness and length of his fingers, as your new colleague keeps pleasuring you. Right here. Behind your neighbour’s house. This is definitely too wild but you can’t seem to stop.

“You sound so pretty. You’re such a good girl for me, Y/N,” he whispers. “Who would have thought that you’d let me have you like this on our first night together, hm? Are you that much of a desperate little slut, baby?”

He’s gonna ruin you, that you are sure of. Especially, when Jeongin that menace decided to curl his fingers inside you, adding a third one.

“Fuck—Jeongin, I’m close. Don’t stop, please,” you admit. You don’t even know if it’s been half a minute or longer but no one has ever brought you to your relief that quickly.

“Go on, baby, let go,” he speaks, when he feels you tightening around his fingers. And you do. You come all over them, as your body shakes while utmost satisfaction takes over you, running through your muscles and veins.

Jeongin helps you through it, placing sweet little kisses on your skin, until you calm down again. He pulls his fingers out of you, making sure you keep your eyes on him when he licks them clean.

“You’re so sweet,” he tells you. “I’m glad we’re working together, Y/N.”

You can’t help but smile, feeling all flustered but not regretting a single second of this scene with him.

“I’m glad too, Jeongin.”

Your colleague helps you adjust your outfit, before you hear Venessa scream your way, telling you that the time is over. But before you’re ready to go back to the group, you check your phone, since it receives a message at this moment.

[Info]: Seven minutes in heaven are over. Seven days are left for you to find the perfect partner to make it out of this universe again and go back to your home, Y/N. For this to work, you have to find your perfect spouse and marry them within the next week.

What? You’re getting quests now? What kind of bullshit is this?

[Info]: We can help you find potential partners. In order for this to work, please answer the following question:

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