Elevator Peach | Part 2 of Elevator Series

After being known for their mutual dislike for each other for so long, only a few people recall Jeongyeon and Nayeon being friends in high school. And, for those who remember, they had no idea what had happened between them to cause things to go sour.

However, for the two people involved, everything that happened is now a thing of the past. At one project they shared, they were able to make up by quite literally… making out. 

It started when they had a heated altercation in the studio's stairwell, which ended in a, well, heated reconciliation. Finally, they were able to work through their ups and downs in an elevator, which, coincidentally, refused to go up or down.

Without going down into details on what transpired on that elevator ride — it has been a month since, and the two are finally dating.

“Hello?” Nayeon answered her phone.

“You didn’t wake me up before leaving. I feel so used,” a groggy Jeongyeon said while still on the bed, her eyes not fully open yet. “You come to my apartment, drain my energy all night, and leave my sexy body alone without even saying goodbye in the morning. What am I to you?”

Nayeon rolled her eyes and snorted, “Oh, shut up. I’m the actress, remember? Yet you’re the drama queen,” then she lowered her voice so no one near her might hear. “Also, I didn’t want to wake you up after all that since your schedule is in the evening.”

Jeongyeon turned to lie on her stomach, “If you say so, princess. Just don’t do it again. Wake me up, so I get to see you during the day.”

“Aww, she called me princess,” Nayeon giggled.

“Yes. Pillow princess,” Jeongyeon made another turn on the bed and fell off laughing.

“I AM NOT!” Nayeon yelled over the phone, then apologized to those who had been startled by her.

A month in, and their dynamic is pretty much the same. Jeongyeon teases Nayeon, and Nayeon gets riled up. Later on, they make up by Jeongyeon teasing Nayeon, and Nayeon getting riled up — which literally translates to foreplay.

Jeongyeon is a talented musician by profession. She composes and plays music, writes lyrics, and occasionally performs her own hits when invited to small shows. She could have been a successful soloist if she had chosen that path, but she chose to work on the sidelines for other artists because she enjoys the freedom and flexibility it provides.

However, despite her efforts to avoid the spotlight, the spotlight continued to shine on her. Aside from her ability to create hit music for other artists, Jeongyeon is undeniably a very attractive girl with versatile beauty. She embodies the girl crush image and can easily transition into something chic, cutesy, or a girl-next-door concept. As a result, people can't help but fall in love not only with her music but also with the artist herself.

She is frequently invited to participate in interviews and TV shows, which she usually declines. She is, on the other hand, more open to brand deals, commercials, and modeling. She finds it easier and less stressful because it requires very little live exposure.

Whereas Nayeon thrives in the spotlight. She loves being the center of attention, and she enjoys the hard work it requires. With her charm, talent in acting, and burning desire to reach heights, Nayeon is easily the nation’s fastest rising star. With multiple offers here and there, she feels like she’s finally on a roll.

With everything going so well in both of their careers, there is one catch: They must hide their relationship.

As a new actress with a promising start, Nayeon's agency is very strict about her image. Aside from her talent in acting, she has this charisma and face that goes well with many leading roles, not to mention her versatility in creating chemistry with all leading men paired with her. Most of her fanbase is composed of adoring males from a wide age range. Because of this, it was decided by her agency that she keep any dating activity private, especially since her current lover is also a girl. 

With Jeongyeon, she can pretty much afford for the public to know she's into girls because most of her fans are girls, anyway. In fact, coming out in public may boost her popularity as some of her followers — and even those fans of other artists — are constantly shipping or pairing her with their favorites.

“I don’t have any recording schedule in the evening, so you can come straight back here,” Jeongyeon said as she disentangled herself from her sheets after falling off the bed.

“Oh? How come?” 

“I was offered a collab, and it sounded interesting. Unlike the previous ones where I work with other musicians or singers, this one is quite different. I’m going to be working with a dancer.” Jeongyeon explained.

“Why didn’t you tell me last night?” Nayeon pouted despite being on the phone. “We could have talked about it in more detail.”

“Bunny, there was no way I could bring that up when both our mouths were busy with other things.” Jeongyeon laughed.

“Okay, but how does that work? Ooh, will you be dancing too?” Nayeon asked excitedly.

“Noo—!” Jeongyeon said immediately. “From what was hurriedly explained to me by my manager, I will create and arrange the music and appear briefly in the video doing a couple of riffs on my electric guitar. The main act will just dance around me and do her thing over some pop-rock music that I will be producing.”

“Her thing?” Nayeon said in an accusing tone, emphasizing ‘her’.

An audible sigh could be heard from Jeongyeon on the other end. She knows so well the heavy drip of jealousy coating that one word.

“Yes, baby. But I don’t know who she is yet. It will be an upbeat song,” Jeongyeon explained. “What do you think she’ll be doing? Crump, crip walk, nae nae,  and soulja boy  her way in my pants while filming?” Jeongyeon cackled.

“Oh, for — shut it, Jeong. I was just wondering who she is.” Nayeon said defensively. “I got to go. We’ll be shooting my scene now! Bye!”

Jeongyeon ended the call, chuckling to herself. That jealous bunny will be the death of me.

-

Nayeon spent the night in Jeongyeon's apartment, but when morning arrived, they had to be sneaky about how they were going to leave. They had to be extra cautious not to be seen by reporters, so they devised various methods of getting in and out. One of them requires the assistance of their managers, where they are picked up, and the other must be dropped off somewhere out of sight of prying eyes and picked up by the other manager.

Jeongyeon arrived on set for a meeting with the crew and the main act herself. Jeongyeon was not involved in the creative process for the visuals because her involvement is mainly in the musical production, and she has a minimal on-screen appearance. She was brought in for the meeting after the concept, set, and other video-related discussions had reached their conclusion.

"There have been a few minor changes to the type of music we'd like you to arrange.” The head producer, Mr. Kim, informed Jeongyeon.

“What kind of changes?”

“For starters, rather than creating new and original content for the project, we'd like you to arrange an electric guitar cover of an American song. The reason for this is that we would like to broaden our reach to the western audience to gain more traction.” Mr. Kim explained.

“That makes sense. What song will I be covering?” Jeongyeon asked.

“Since the main act’s English name is Peach, we thought it would be nice to do Peaches by Justin Bieber. She’d be dancing on the cover you’ll do.” The assistant producer, a bubbly lady in her thirties, explained.

The elevator opened and a single figure emerged.

“Sorry, I’m late!”

Everyone seated around the table turned to look at the newcomer.

“Finally. Here she comes.” Mr. Kim stood up and bowed slightly at the dancer.

Jeongyeon rose to her feet and greeted her as well. The lights on the set behind the girl were so bright that Jeongyeon's eyes had to adjust as she only saw the silhouette of the ascending figure. The girl stopped in front of her and bowed.

When the girl dipped her head to greet them, she discreetly looked at Jeongyeon from foot until their eyes met as she leveled her head from the bow. Jeongyeon was wearing high-cut leather shoes, simple pants, and white polo, which looked fresh and attractive to the girl.

She took a step closer to Jeongyeon and offered her hand, “Hi. I’m Hirai Momo.”

“Pleasure to meet you. I’m Yoo Jeongyeon.” She shook her hand and was surprised by how firm the other girl’s grip was.

“We'll leave you two to talk now that you're acquainted. We still have some things to work on. If there's anything we can do for you, or if you have any questions that Momo can't answer, just look for us.” Mr. Kim said smiling and walked off with the assistant producer, leaving them.

“Do you like what you see?” Momo asked Jeongyeon. 

“Uh, huh?” Jeongyeon managed to utter, semi-panicking.

“The set. Do you like what you see?” Momo gestured behind her.

“Oh,” Jeongyeon felt her cheeks heat up a bit. “Yes! It’s cool.” She managed to say.

A woman of few words, Jeongyeon finds it hard sometimes to articulate her thoughts, especially when on unfamiliar grounds. The same reason why she mostly avoids interviews.

“Cool? Actually, we were going for hot,” Momo raised her eyebrow.

Jeongyeon became flustered, thinking she said something wrong when Momo laughed at her helplessness. 

“I know what you meant, and I was just messing with you. Relax.” Momo squeezed her arm reassuringly.

*Click*

The sound of a camera shutter went unnoticed by the two ladies.

-

The set tour continued with Jeongyeon barely speaking. Just a few nods here and there, with "nice" and "cool" thrown in for good measure. However, she became vocal about the technical aspects, speaking with a few crew members in charge of the sound system for when she'd be playing her guitar on the scene. After that, there wasn't much to do on set because the rest of the process wouldn't be completed until they received her music.

Jeongyeon went home and got to work immediately on the song. A few hours in her studio, the security camera showed Nayeon enter the apartment. Since she was done with her draft, she sent it to the producers then got up to stretch. She went into the kitchen, where she knew Nayeon would go first to get her banana milk drink.

“Hi, bunny—” She began, but then noticed something strange. Nayeon drank her banana milk directly from the small container rather than through a straw.

Uh-oh.

In Jeongyeon’s experience, that usually meant Nayeon is upset over something. It’s her way of expressing her displeasure. Why Nayeon thinks her little rebellious act made her look threatening, Jeongyeon will never know.

“How was work?” Nayeon asked after seeing Jeongyeon walking warily towards her.

The tone was a pitch higher than usual, but the delivery was nonchalant. This made Jeongyeon think of anything she did that day or forgot to do. Alarm bells were silently going off in her head.

Just keep it short and simple. Fewer words, fewer mistakes. Jeongyeon thought.

She stepped forward and pecked Nayeon’s cheek before answering.

“It was great. I met the team already and looked at the studio setup,” she said.

But Nayeon raised her eyebrows like she was waiting for her to say more, so she continued, “Uh, the set looked hot.” She remembered it was the supposed theme according to the main dancer, so to be accurate, she added that.

“Hot.” 

“Um… yes?” Jeongyeon croaked, her throat suddenly feeling dry.

“I see.”

Nayeon whipped out her phone and scrolled silently. Jeongyeon was left standing in front of her, doing mental calisthenics in the middle of the kitchen. Her mind was still busy thinking of anything she did to put Nayeon in this icy mood.

“I actually saw the set since they posted a few photos on SNS.”

Still scrolling. Jeongyeon felt something coming.

“Set was hot, wasn’t it?” Nayeon didn’t wait for her to answer and just put her phone screen in front of Jeongyeon’s face.

Jeongyeon looked at the photo Nayeon was showing, and realization finally dawned on her. It was a photo of her standing close to Momo where the other girl’s hand was on her arm, and they were both smiling at each other. The caption read: Our main acts warming up with each other. Are you excited about this collab? 

The comment section didn’t help as well, as fans of Jeongyeon and Momo showed support, some already creating their ship name JeongMo until it trended on different social media platforms.

Jeongyeon heaved a sigh of relief, then threw her head back, laughing.

“What’s so funny?!” Nayeon demanded.

“My jealous bunny,” Jeongyeon answered, still chuckling but with a gentle look in her eyes. “Come here.” She opened her arms.

Nayeon crossed her arms and scowled at her while pouting but still took tiny steps toward her. Jeongyeon engulfed her in a big hug and peppered her with kisses with loud smacking noises. Nayeon refused to meet her eyes, so she continued her kiss attack.

One haphazard kiss landed on Nayeon's cheek near her ear, but instead of a smack, Jeongyeon lightly chuckled.  It wasn’t intentional, but the low voice of her laugh and the slight brush of air from Jeongyeon’s nose that touched her ear made Nayeon’s breath hitch audibly. Nayeon’s involuntary reaction caught Jeongyeon’s attention and made her pause.

Something stirred inside Jeongyeon, making her next kiss deliberate and suggestive, right below Nayeon’s earlobe. The sensation it caused made Nayeon uncross her arms and slowly wrap them around Jeongyeon’s waist, a tiny moan escaping her lips. Jeongyeon savored the sound made by her girlfriend, and she wanted more. She kissed Nayeon on her lips, and it was returned with equal fervor. It was a long, sweet kiss that was slowly building heat inside them. The exchange of kisses became hungrier and rushed, hands traveling all over each other’s waist, back, and hair—

RIIIIIIIING!!!

The two of them jumped apart because of the loud noise.

“What was that?!” An out of breath Nayeon asked.

“My phone,” Jeongyeon said as she hurriedly went to search for it on the couch.

“Why is it on full volume? I almost had a heart attack!”

“I was in my studio recording. I didn’t want to be bothered if it’s on vibrate mode or its tone disrupts my music. So I left it out on full volume where I can still hear it but won’t bother my work.”

Jeongyeon held a finger up before she answered the phone, to which Nayeon responded by rolling her eyes. When Jeongyeon finished the call, Nayeon asked what it was for.

“It was the head producer. He said the team loved what I did with the music and asked me to drop by the day after tomorrow for the music video.” Jeongyeon smiled proudly.

“That’s great, babe!” Nayeon walked over and linked her arms around Jeongyeon’s neck. “But aren’t they supposed to practice choreography first?”

“The PD-nim asked me to come after lunch since Momo will practice earlier. I was told she memorizes an entire performance in two hours!” Jeongyeon said in awe.

“Eh. Hooray for her, then.” Nayeon responded unenthusiastically, unlinking her arms from Jeongyeon.

Jeongyeon chuckled, catching her arms and putting them back around her neck.

“You really can’t help being a jealous little bunny, can you?” Jeongyeon leaned down and whispered in Nayeon’s ear.

Before Nayeon could respond, Jeongyeon put one arm around the middle of her back, stooped down, and swept her feet off the ground. Nayeon shrieked in surprise, blasting Jeongyeon’s eardrums, then turned into laughter as Jeongyeon carried her to the bedroom.

-

Jeongyeon arrived at the studio and was immediately prepped by the glam team. While in the dressing room, someone was explaining to her what would be expected of her and where she would be included in the video. Jeongyeon listened and nodded until she was done with her costume and make-up, then she requested to do a soundcheck.

“She sounds terrific,” Momo said while monitoring Jeongyeon on the screen with the director.

“She does,” the director agreed. “She’s a talented musician.”

“Not to mention that she’s a pretty sight, too.”

“She is pretty, isn’t she?” Nayeon suddenly emerged from the dark corner of the soundstage, inserting herself in the conversation.

Both looked her way, and the director got up from his chair once he recognized the actress, smiling. “Nayeon! What a lovely surprise. What brought you all the way here?”

“I came here because of you, of course. I heard you were directing, so I decided to drop by.” Nayeon lied smoothly, giving a basket of treats to the touched director.

“You shouldn’t have! But thank you. Momo, this is Im Nayeon. Nayeon, she’s our main act in this project, Hirai Momo.”

Both girls shook hands while sizing each other up silently. 

“Momo, you’re up,” the assistant director called. 

Momo nodded in Nayeon’s way with a slight smile on her face as she left. Nayeon returned it with a sweet smile of her own.

I’m an actress. I can be as sweet as honey. She thought to herself, swallowing the bubbling jealousy as she saw how beautiful Hirai Momo is in real life.

Nayeon moved closer to the monitor beside the director, who was busy munching one of the treats she brought.

The studio lights went out and were replaced with a spotlight, centered at Jeongyeon. She played the song’s intro with her electric guitar, accompanied by a band at the back. Right before the beat dropped, the light softened and was slowly replaced by some backlight, illuminating the figure of Momo walking closer to Jeongyeon. When the beat finally came, Momo lit up the dance floor with her moves and attitude.

“It was so different during practice,” the director whispered to Nayeon, clearly in awe. Nayeon didn’t respond and just watched.

If Nayeon didn't react at first, the transition of music and choreography had her jaw almost on the floor. Jeongyeon's music became slower and more sensual, causing Momo's routine to change to fit the mood.

Nayeon can’t deny the talent and charisma of Hirai Momo, making her forget her jealousy for a while as she became transfixed with the girl’s performance.

That didn't last long because Momo suddenly moved in close to Jeongyeon and danced seductively around her. Sweat beads formed on Jeongyeon's brow. Then she returned to the chorus, which was thankfully much more upbeat, putting Momo back in the middle of the dance floor.

“CUT!” The director yelled into his megaphone, startling Nayeon, prompting her to yell as loudly as she could but without a megaphone, prompting Jeongyeon to look their way.

Because of the intense lights trained on the set, Jeongyeon had difficulty seeing what was going on at the back. And before she got to move, Momo was right in front of her.

“That was really awesome, Jeongyeon! I hope we get to work some other time again.” She offered her hand, and Jeongyeon took it with a smile.

Nayeon was watching the exchange, and her eyes widened when Momo tugged on Jeongyeon's hand, drawing her closer. Momo was still holding Jeongyeon's hand as she stood on tiptoe to whisper something into her ear. Jeongyeon's face was flushed with surprise, which was quickly replaced by laughter between the two of them. Then Jeongyeon leaned in to whisper something into Momo's ear, which elicited yet another round of laughter from the pair.

Nayeon had had enough of the intimate display and stormed off to the restroom.

As she closed her eyes to do some deep breathing in front of the bathroom mirror, she heard the door open and close. When she opened her eyes, Jeongyeon was towering behind her.

“Does my being alone in closed spaces summon you?” Nayeon asked in a sarcastic tone.

“Huh?”

“Huh?” Nayeon repeated.

“What?”

“What?” Nayeon echoed.

“This looks familiar,” Jeongyeon noted.

“No, it doesn’t,” Nayeon fixed her lipstick.

“Then why does it feel like you hate me?”

“I don’t hate you,” Nayeon said. “She just annoys me.”

Right before Nayeon got to finish the last sentence, another person walked into the restroom. It was Momo.

“Who?” Jeongyeon asked.

“Who?” Momo copied.

“The both of you sound like owls,” Nayeon said irritably, looking at the two of them through the mirror.

“I like eagles more than owls,” a voice said in one of the three cubicles.

All heads turned to look at the source. A pale and pretty woman emerged from the small space, smiling.

“Hi,” she said with a small wave to all of them.

“Hello, baby.” Momo said, stepping forward to peck the girl’s cheek.

“Baby?” Nayeon said, looking from Momo to the pale girl.

“Yes, baby.” Jeongyeon replied.

“Baby?” the pale girl repeated, looking from Jeongyeon to Nayeon.

“Yes, baby.” Momo replied.

The fast exchange of words had Nayeon looking back and forth like they were playing table tennis.

“Babe, meet Nayeon, Jeongyeon’s girlfriend. Nayeon, meet my girlfriend, Dahyun.” Momo said, her eyes twinkling.

“You have a girlfriend??” Nayeon said incredulously.

“I do,” Momo replied.

“You didn’t tell me,” Nayeon directed at Jeongyeon.

“You didn’t ask,” Jeongyeon shrugged.

“You told her you have a girlfriend??” Nayeon said.

“I asked,” Momo interjected.

“And you just admitted it??” Nayeon zeroed back at Jeongyeon.

The fast exchange of words had Dahyun looking back and forth like they were playing table tennis.

“Well, that conversation started only after Jeongyeon caught us kissing in the dressing room,” Dahyun bashfully explained.

“Yes. Jeongyeon walked in on us,” Momo continued, “and since we’re not out in public, we begged her not to say anything.”

“We were really stressed about it, so I guess to calm us down, Jeongyeon said that she understands our situation and shared that she is in a similar situation,” Dahyun said.

“Dahyun is the daughter of our head producer, you see. And he is quite strict with her, putting us in this predicament.” Momo elaborated.

Jeongyeon wasn’t really watching the exchange like a table tennis match but was instead trying to make herself as small as possible, standing beside Nayeon. 

Nayeon slowly turned her head toward Jeongyeon, delivering a death glare.

“She didn’t tell us it was you,” Momo chuckled lightly, clearly understanding the situation. “I figured it out myself when you first appeared. I saw how you looked at her.”

Jeongyeon silently agreed, nodding her head profusely.

“Then I confirmed it after the director yells ‘cut’, and Jeongyeon said baby inquisitively after hearing you scream.” Momo laughed. “She didn’t know you were there, but I guess she recognized your voice. So I asked her directly and caught her off guard.”

Jeongyeon was still bobbing her head in agreement.

The door opened once again, and the assistant director peered in.

“Wait—” her head disappeared for a while as she checked the door. “Oh, I thought I opened the wrong door. What are you girls doing here? It looked like an elevator for a while there, with all of you cramped up in this small space.”

When none of them made any kind of response, she just shrugged and said, “We’re having a small wrap-up party. If any of you are hungry, feel free to dig in.” Then she left.

“I’m hungry,” Dahyun said.

“Me too,” Momo replied.

“It was nice meeting you, Nayeon,” Dahyun said with an amused smile.

“Uhm, thanks. You too… the both of you.” Nayeon managed to say with a shy smile.

When the couple left the bathroom, Nayeon playfully jumped at Jeongyeon, pinning her against the door.

“Okay, I get that I shouldn’t be jealous, but tell me, Yoo Jeongyeon,” Nayeon smirked but with a dangerous glint in her eye, “who do you think is prettier —  her or me?”

“You are pretty.” Jeongyeon simply said.

“Just pretty? So she’s prettier??” Nayeon asked testily.

“I didn’t say she’s prettier. I just said you’re pretty.”

“What do you even—” Nayeon started, apparently getting annoyed.

“I can’t say you’re prettier than her when from the very beginning, I never looked around to compare you with anyone,” Jeongyeon said with a playful smile.

Still, in a much serious tone, she continued, “To me, it has only been you, Im Nayeon.”

Rare are the moments when Nayeon runs out of things to say. She just stared at Jeongyeon, unmoving.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” Jeongyeon chuckled lightly.

“No,” Nayeon scoffed, finally getting her voice back. “But you will.”

Nayeon leaned forward, standing on her toes, and kissed Jeongyeon. She ran the tip of her tongue along the length of her girlfriend's lips as if asking permission to enter. It was immediately granted, and they kissed deeply, their pace quickening.

Nayeon smoothly opened Jeongyeon’s pants and slid her hand inside the underwear.

“Wait— what are you doing??” Jeongyeon caught Nayeon’s wrist.

“You.”

Nayeon's long fingers moved slowly to Jeongyeon's folds, causing Jeongyeon's grip to loosen. She yielded almost instantly, melting into Nayeon's touch while letting out a sinful moan. She tilted her head up and leaned against the door, eyes closed, exposing her neck, which Nayeon immediately latched on to. She landed open-mouthed kisses along the expanse of Jeongyeon's exposed skin. Nayeon accelerated her pace as she teased Jeongyeon's clit, causing the other to rock her hips forward and back in time with the rhythm of her finger.

“You know, for someone whose jokes are usually dry,” Nayeon whispered while catching her breath, “You get easily wet.”

“Shut up, Im,” Jeongyeon said. She caught Nayeon’s mouth and kissed her hungrily.

Nayeon inserted two fingers inside Jeongyeon without warning after being told to shut up, causing Jeongyeon to break the kiss to gasp for air. Nayeon focused on turning Jeongyeon's knees to butter by hitting all the right spots. She enjoyed watching her girlfriend melt for her and only her. Nayeon knew Jeongyeon was close when they heard faint footsteps that became more audible as it approached.

“Someone’s coming—” Jeongyeon’s eyes shot open.

Nayeon continued her ministrations.

“And it better be you,” Nayeon smirked, then hit Jeongyeon’s g-spot.

She used her free hand to cover her girlfriend’s mouth as Jeongyeon rode her high, to muffle the sensuous sound she knew would follow.

When they finally joined the small celebration, the crew took turns congratulating Jeongyeon for a job well done. 

You’re here,” the assistant producer said as soon as she spotted Jeongyeon, “I thought you wouldn’t be joining our mini party! I’m glad you came.”

“Looks like she did,” Momo noted, trying to keep a straight face.

“And I think she has Nayeon to thank for,” Dahyun chimed in, with an equally serious face.

“Huh?” the assistant producer said.

“What?” Dahyun and Momo said.

The assistant producer blinked twice, baffled, then moved along. This left Nayeon, Momo, and Dahyun laughing aloud while Jeongyeon was still in a semi-dazed state, receiving congratulatory handshakes from the team.

“There you are!” The director boomed once he spotted Nayeon.

“Where have you been? I’ve been meaning to invite you to eat and thank you again for dropping by!”

“Oh, I’ve been around. Getting well-acquainted with your musician.” Nayeon said smoothly, earning approving smiles from Momo and Dahyun, who were eavesdropping nearby.

“Really? That’s great! She’s really good with her hands, isn’t she?” the director gushed.

By this time, Dahyun and Momo could be seen snickering while listening, Momo trying to fit two servings of Yubu Chobab (tofu pocket fillings) in her mouth.

“Yes, she is,” Nayeon agreed. “I actually practiced fingerstyle with her earlier.”

Momo almost choked with the food in her mouth, Dahyun slapping her back, both with tears in their eyes as they tried their best to keep from spitting food.

“Fingerstyle guitar?” the director asked.

“If you say so,” Nayeon smiled sweetly.

This had Dahyun and Momo close to the ground, holding onto each other, laughing while trying to chew (if that was ever possible). The director looked at the pair incredulously, not knowing what was funny, then he bid Nayeon farewell to get back with the party.

“Whoa, you really are such a good actress!” Momo said to Nayeon, while Dahyun nodded in agreement.

“Thank you,” Nayeon giggled.

Jeongyeon shuffled back to their group, still a bit flustered.

“Can we go home now?” Jeongyeon asked Nayeon quietly but still loud enough for the other two girls to hear.

“Don’t you want to eat first?” Nayeon asked innocently.

“That’s exactly what I want to do. So let’s go.” Jeongyeon responded, waving a quick goodbye to Dahyun and Momo before grabbing the giggling Nayeon and walking off to the elevator.

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