Female Reader (y/n is in a dress idk)
"god, i'm so bored," you groan into sana's shoulder, holding your arm out a little to prevent your drink from spilling. the brunette only laughs at your misery, taking a sip from her own glass.
"you were the one who came."
you huff and roll your eyes. "you were the one who begged me to come."
"i did not beg!" she protests.
"oh, please," you raise an eyebrow, "with the endless 'please please please' and puppy eyes?"
"well..."
her retort dies down in her throat, having no argument. she simply scoffs. you smirk in triumph, leaning into the nearest table and downing your drink in one gulp. "your mom is so bad at parties," you start. "like, where is the music? where are the dancers and the hot people?"
sana laughs again. "you expect that in a business party? this thing's hosted so that i can greet old men and talk about business and shit."
"no wonder i'm bored."
"you're lucky you're not the ceo's daughter," sana complains. "you don't get the 'oh, you're the little minatozaki girl!' and the 'you've grown up to be a gorgeous young lady!'. you just have to stand there and look pretty for me."
"i'm gonna ignore that last part." you snicker at the irritated look on her face.
"ah, sana, am i right? minatozaki's little girl?" a balding man says, approaching the two of you. sana plasters on a fake smile and you avert your eyes, taking interest in the brownies.
they talk for a bit, you eventually losing your interest in seeing sana shifting uncomfortably. you excuse yourself and head to the snack table, helping yourself to majority of the desserts - after all, you came for the free food.
you'd just taken a bite out of a cupcake when a voice comes from behind you. you spin around and come face to face with a man - your age, maybe, or a little older.
he's fairly attractive, you can't deny, with an almost angelic smile. sadly, nothing can compare to a certain minatozaki girl's smile-
your thoughts are interrupted when he glances at your lips. "um, you've got something there-" he extends a hand and wipes off the frosting from the corner of your mouth.
eyes widening, you grab a tissue and wipe your mouth. "oh, thank you! i didn't notice."
"i'm taehyung," he continues. "i saw you from across the room and.. well, i really couldn't guess who had brought you. also, i wanted to introduce myself, so.."
"nice to meet you, taehyung." he seems nice and polite, so you decide to entertain him. "i'm y/n."
"that's.. a really pretty name."
you and taehyung stay together and talk, laughing when he tells you a story about his childhood and groaning when you tell him about an accident you'd had as a kid. you realize that he's actually fun to talk to, and a great listener, and you don't notice the time passing by until a hand slithers around your waist.
a surprised squeak leaves your lips as you glance at the newcomer, sighing in relief when you see that it's sana. "hi," you breathe out.
she has yet another fake smile on her face - but unlike those from earlier that night. it's a little stiff, a little... colder. "hi," she replies through gritted teeth. "i see you've made a new friend."
"oh, yeah!" you beam at taehyung. "sana, this is taehyung. taehyung, sana."
"oh, minatozaki sana? finally, nice to-"
"a pleasure to meet you, taehyung, but may i talk to y/n? alone?"
taehyung blinks, looking genuinely confused. he glances at you and then at sana, at you and back to sana again. "yes, sure, of course. you look really good in that dress, by the way, y/n."
you watch him walk away before turning to sana. "oh, come on, he was really sweet."
"i bet he thought you were really sweet, too," she grumbles, scowling.
"what, jealous?" you tease, but you can't tear your eyes away from the way her jaw tenses.
"no."
"okay, well, i'm gonna find tae-"
before your sentence even finishes she grabs you by the wrist. "stay."
you smirk and cross your arms, raising an eyebrow. "what, scared you'll be the the single one between us?"
"please don't joke about that."
"why not?"
sana sighs. "look, i don't really like him, but..."
"yes?"
"he's right about one thing." she carefully scans your figure. "you look good in that dress."
in a sudden burst of confidence you lean closer to her. "only bought this dress so you could take it off."
her 'tough' exterior crumbles and she's reduced to a confused puppy expression. "w-what?"
you pull her closer by her tie, close enough that your breaths ghost over each others' faces. "i want you. but i don't want you like a best friend."
you pull away and stare at her face for a reaction. "so? ditch this party with me?"
sana's face lights up in a grin.
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hi
converted from a nontwice fic i wrote haha dont look for it please.
no part two for this one :/