STAR: UNDISCLOSED TENSION
Curled up on the couch with her legs rested over Diana's, Satine fought back tears at the sight of her. They had finally reunited after way too long. Six years they spent inseparable and in the space of a night they were ripped apart.
She had avoided the obvious question for long enough, the whole, why the hell did you leave town without telling me? Usually, Satine would have bluntly stated the obvious, it was in her nature to do so, but the subject required a softer approach.
They'd been thrown back together, laughing as if they were never separated.
"Are you warm yet?" Satine's voice was low and inviting, not dissimilar to how she normally spoke, but there was a warmth in the air, a familiarity as the twin flame flickered.
"Nearly," Diana rubbed her arm. "Does this guy not have heating?"
"It's sort of expensive..." Satine couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth and neither could Diana. She was never one to worry about money; that's what made Diana so intrigued by the woman sitting beside her.
"You're sort of different, Star..." Diana looked her up and down. "Like a new and eerily improved version of yourself."
Feeling a proud smile rise to her face, Satine welcomed the compliment gladly.
"It's because of Mingyu. I suppose I needed humbling..."
"Yeah, you did..." Rolling her eyes playfully, Diana covered her face with a pillow as Satine went to hit her.
"Bitch."
Setting their mugs down on the table, they spent a few minutes just relishing in each other's company. The feeling of serenity welcomed them gladly, allowing them to completely relax in the presence of the other. They were closer than family, in many ways' soulmates.
"So how did you two meet then, ay? I may not have seen you in half a year but that doesn't mean I've forgotten how you work, missy. How did this guy manage to lock you down?"
Sighing, Satine gave in. "He's just... He's just great, Dots. The kindest, most attractive guy. I don't deserve him, I really don't."
"He's something, alright. You're definitely a great match. Handsome, funny, and completely laid back which I think is good for someone as bonkers as you. He really seems to worship the ground you walk on, Star."
Satine wouldn't have felt her body tense up as much if it wasn't for the slight awkward chuckle that was released from Diana's mouth after finishing her sentence. The truth was, Satine knew Mingyu was just her type. He was the kind of guy Diana would swoon over in high school, write books about in her spare time, and completely obsess over until it got weird.
The way they had conversed with each other earlier made Satine incredibly cautious.
"You know you always come first right? You're my girl," she unwillingly blurted out.
Diana looked up from below her lashes, coyly smirking at her best friend. "Damn right I am."
Tracing patterns up Diana's thigh, Satine rested her head back against the sofa, mentally snapping her friend's features. She drank her in, pausing on her heart-shaped lips for far too long to be deemed appropriate. It was rare for Satine to be enamoured by another woman's beauty, but Diana was always going to be different. She was beautiful like a China doll, with the warmest bronzed hair and strands of gold whenever she was sweet enough to bless the sun with her warmth. She had styled it blunt and short since the last time Satine had seen her; similar to that of Demi Moore's in Indecent Proposal - she always loved that movie. Half covered by a pair of deep-set lids, Satine would have never gotten used to the brilliant hazel eyes that Diana possessed. They were kind as well, dissimilar to her own. The girls were practically polar opposites, but don't they always say opposites attract?
"I missed you," Satine whispered earnestly.
"I missed you too."
"I bet your life's been so boring without me," she smirked as Diana reached over and began playing with the hem of Mingyu's Rolling Stones top.
Nodding without saying anything, it would take a fool not to work out the peculiarity behind their friendship.
There was always going to be a certain level of tension between the two of them, they were by far the other's greatest competition. But there was another sort of tension too, one they often took advantage of.
"Well, you've got Mingyu now, you don't need me..." Diana dramatically sighed, thinking Satine wouldn't have noticed the heavy gulp she took.
Of course she noticed, Satine noticed everything.
Changing the entire subject, she used her other hand to push a strand of hair behind her friend's ear, moistening her lips slightly. "There's something different about you too, Dots."
"Something good?" Diana reached up and took hold of Satine's hand.
"Something mysterious..."
"Well, we've always loved our mysteries, haven't we? That Mingyu... he's got a past. I can feel it."
How had she caught on to that already?
Shaking her head, Satine laughed. "Let's stop talking about Mingyu. I haven't seen you in forever." She watched as Diana's face softened and her light eyes twinkled as they locked with hers.
"Okay then, we'll talk about you. When did you get so beautiful?" Diana teasingly asked, knowing she wasn't going to get an answer. Satine had always been beautiful, the unfathomable type, and she always knew it.
"God, I haven't seen you in a month of Sundays. I forgot how annoying you are."
Cracking up, Diana mimicked her accent like she always used to. They ended up in a mini play fight, Satine putting aside her pride just for once and not using her added height and strength to pin Diana down.
They both fell into a teary mess, with their faces millimetres apart. Diana smiled as her wandering hand slipped under Satine's shirt - her fingers tracing along the band of her underwear.
"Now, really?" Satine couldn't help but match Diana's expression as she was sent a look she knew all too well. "I have a boyf- I have Mingyu."
Satine's subtle urge at resisting lasted all of two seconds before she rested herself down, separating her legs for Diana to position herself between them. Soon their breaths were mingling in the same perfumed air.
"I really meant it, Star, I missed you," Diana whispered, before lowering herself to meet Satine's lips.
They hadn't changed.
Satine responded with a small moan as Diana's fingers lightly brushed the top of the elastic of her underwear, inching in slowly until she was met with a familiar warmth.
Their lips moulded together, revelling in each other's sweetness. It wasn't passionate or heavy. It was sensual, slow and simple like it had always been.
"Dotty..." Satine whispered out in a breathy gasp as her fingers played with her clit.
Ignoring her pitiful pleas, Diana kissed down her friends' neck, sucking lightly, but enough to leave a pretty red mark.
There was no explanation for what was happening. It was just a habit. Their little secret when the lights went out.
Smirking, Satine pushed Diana back and mounted her. After pulling up her t-shirt, she immediately clasped her lips around her breasts; flicking her tongue around her nipples, roughly enough to initiate her dominance.
Diana's legs quivered as a nerve was quite obviously struck.
"Did I hit a sweet spot?" Satine teased, letting go of her breast with a pop. "Remember when I gave you an orgasm just by playing with these?" She rubbed her thumb over her erect nipple.
"Mmmhmm."
"Although, I must say..." she continued, pulling at the laced material sitting on her friend's hips and flinging it over her shoulder. "I was always much better at making you cum like this." Positioning her head between Diana's legs, she flattened her tongue and delivered one long, heavy lick up her slit.
"Fuck," Diana squirmed.
Satine knew the effect she had on her friend; on everyone. She knew that she liked it slow and would cry out when she used her tongue to fuck her, but most of all, she knew that Diana liked the fact that whatever they had never went past the simplicity of friendship.
Diana giggled sweetly as Satine's nose brushed soft circles around the inside of her thighs, leaving gentle kisses in a dotted line back up to her core. She sucked on her clit, taking it with her every time she checked for Diana's expression. Satine glorified in watching her victims; loving the way they'd squirm and gasp and curse.
"This is so bad, Star."
Satine wasn't interested in hearing it. So sticking her tongue deep inside, she smiled into the wetness as her friends voice hushed into a breathy hum. Her tongue licked and flicked, and her fingers multiplied, encouraging the explosion of heavy moans filling Mingyu's loft to increase. It was loud enough for her neighbours to call the cops, but that's just the way Satine liked it. She liked the power she had over people.
"Wait, wait!" Diana suddenly gasped out. "What are we doing?" She sat up in a panic, widening her eyes at Satine spreading her folds to eat deeper.
Another important thing to note about Satine was that she didn't like to be interrupted. "Shhhh, relax," she replied, pushing her body back down. "I know you're close."
Diana was in fact close, so close that she was afraid of the pleasure about to erupt inside her. Satine wasn't helping either with the seductive glances and the way she would wipe her mouth every so often to prove just how wet she'd made her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Diana rounded her hips into a Satine's face, chasing the high that she knew only she could bring. Her toned stomach glistened with sweat beads as Satine reached up and kneaded at her breast. She was unpredictable and impulsive in the best and worst ways.
"That's it, cum for me," she spoke into her, the vibrations from her voice driving Diana wild. At that point, Satine's fingers were so deep inside that she was travelling to a different dimension as the climax burst through her core, making her shudder uncontrollably.
"Oh my God..."
"Mmm, there we are." Smirking to herself, Satine removed her fingers, sucking the moisture from them as she looked down at her exhausted best friend. "Tastes just as good as I remember."
"Shut up," Diana chuckled, trying to sit herself up. "We shouldn't have done that... We're adults now, we should know better."
"Your mouths telling me one thing, but the wet patch on the couch is telling me another. Make up your mind, or do you want me to remind you why you call me your best friend? I think it has something to do with scissor-"
Diana scoffed. "I'd rather order some food... I've worked up an appetite. Are you hungry?"
"I just ate." Satine shrugged almost too innocently for a girl of her nature.
Wiping down the leather, remembering Mingyu's rules, Diana playfully rolled her eyes. "I take it back, you seriously haven't changed one bit."
It was a comfortable silence of Satine setting up the blow-up mattress in the corner, occasionally watching Diana out of the corner of her eye. In some ways she couldn't believe she was there in front of her, reading one of Mingyu's books. To be together in the place they were obsessed with as girls was a dream come true.
Despite the undisclosed peculiarity of the situation.
"Alright, I'm going to bed now," Satine announced, sauntering over to her room. "You know where everything is. Wake me up if you need anything."
She received a small nod from Diana, who was far too engrossed in her book to give her proper attention. Satine couldn't help but giggle as her friend nibbled away at her lips, her eyes wide and overly interested in whatever was going down on the page.
But the more she stared, the more Satine's smile shrivelled up into a cold purse. The previous air of flirtation and childhood warmth had dried up, becoming thick and dry and impossible to inhale.
Pausing by the door, not turning around to take in Diana's reaction to her forwardness, Satine asked the lingering question. "Why did you leave?"
If a pin were to drop, the clang would have been deafening.
A breath broke the silence, a short one, a suspicious one. "Because it would have never happened if I didn't take the initiative," Diana spoke gently, her words concise and perfectly strung. "I knew that if I were to leave first, you would have followed. I did it for us, no other reason."
Satine's head dropped and her lip popped out from between her teeth. She tried ever so hard to conceal her bitter laugh. "Sure," she whispered, sliding the partition shut.
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Thoughts —->
Guys remember to let me know if there's any mistakes. Sometimes when changing the names it doesn't fully update and so I'll be talking about Hoshi but it'll not have updated from the BTS version. So Hobi will be randomly in a Seventeen ff. 🤠
Short chapter, but an interesting one nevertheless