It doesn’t matter who comes after. Jungeun will always be the best Haseul’s ever had.

Inspired by @incorectlipsoul's tweet -> https://twitter.com/incorectlipsoul/status/1172519079296389120?s=19  

Jiwoo dressed up in her best dress, did her make-up to perfection, had gotten her hair professionally done at the salon earlier today, all to result in her getting stood up by the guy that was supposed to be her blind date. Luckily, her evening is not completely ruined when someone comes to her rescue. Someone in a dashing red suit, gorgeous brunette hair, beautiful eyes and perfect lips.

Drabble based on "When We Were Young" by Adele but I actually got the feels through Taeyeon's cover lmao.

It’s the dress, Jungeun reasons to herself, watching.

Jungeun recounts her bittersweet story of loving her best friend. Or, a letter Jungeun wrote Jiwoo, but not one meant to be sent.

she's sweet, like cotton candy.

In which Jung Jinsol was supposed to only see Kim Jungeun as a respectable boss.  Who knew things would be getting out of hand?

Being the leader of a girl group was hard, but being the leader of Loona was exhausting. Haseul didn't know how she hadn't lost her mind yet. She was always used to putting up a tough front. She knew what people thought of her, that she wasn't apt to lead and be the one everyone looks up to. Leader was such an important title yet Haseul always felt like she was lacking. All she could do was take on all the chaos by herself.

A forgetful Jiwoo and Jungeun hopelessly in love with her bestfriend

Perusal - the action of reading or examining something.

Sooyoung is rejected and complains to her friend, Jungeun, which leads to a question:   "Am I your type?"   Things don't go quite as expected after that.

jinsol had a tiring routine. her life was boring. until jungeun came and broke it. 

the one where haseul comes home to find jungeun sleeping on the couch.

Haseul learned the hard way that a phone and alcohol don't match well together, you take a serious risk of being too honest and talking more than you should.

a memory flashes in her mind for a millisecond that jungeun almost fails to catch it. despite that, she reminisces the night her first life ended. nearly two hundred years have past, yet it still sits in her memory vividly. the emotional scars it left are still fresh, and evoking that very recollection is like rubbing salt to the wounds, sending a pang through her heart. it's five shy of two centuries still, but even through the countless lives the now-blonde woman underwent, nobody can repla

In which Jungeun is the local florist and Jinsoul is the tattoo artist down the road whose smile renders Jungeun speechless, leaves her desperately searching for wherever the air in her lungs went. She thinks Jinsoul took it with her.

Heaven is near afterall

heejin and hyunjin have been suffering through the apocalypse for months now, and have finally found an opportunity to escape the hell they'd gotten used to. but things don't always work out in their favor. 

4 sisters on a mission to steal 12 treasures scattered across the world. Will fate be on their side? 

To Jungeun, maybe spending a day thirdwheeling her bestfriends wasn't so bad after all.

Jungeun was Haseul's first love. Haseul was Jungeun's home.

A LipSeul Valentine's Day drabble ^^

Jinsoul just wanted to comfort Jungeun about her recent breakup, she didn’t expect to confess her feelings with a door separating them. She was even less expecting to break the latter and her shoulder at the same time.

"Besides, maybe this time it's different. I mean, I really think you like me."

A one-shot telling the bacstory of Jinsoul, Kim Lip and Choerry. It's a part of my Hyewon social media AU https://twitter.com/chuubihonest/status/1069658543949787137   (English is not my first lenguage so I'm sorry for the possible typos you may find here.)

“This was for the best, for her and for me.”

Jungeun is due to meet her secret admirer in BBC's lobby. But what a coincidence, Jinsoul is there too...

based off prompt: "your apartment is next to/above mine and i can hear you and your partner dancing, singing/the bed moving/you two laughing and talking and i can't sleep so i about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops and one day turns to months and i haven't seen you smile in forever please let me in, i've been knocking for ten minutes"

Haseul loved her. All the ethereal things and magical stories she told. Haseul just wanted her back.

for as long as jungeun could remember, jiwoo had always been in love with her.

Jungeun and Jiwoo find shelter away from the infected.

After a break up they searched for comfort the best way they could: drinking.

You are afraid aren't you ?  Afraid of me, afraid of love, afraid of the world.  Don't be frightened beacuse after all... I know your name... And you know mine. 

“Please... go home.”     

it had been four years since jiwoo saw jungeun at the airport

In which Jinsoul watches Jungeun drift further and further away amidst their busy schedules in the light of their impending debut, but somehow they manage to find everything in their mornings together.

Haseul wasn't feeling well, so Jungeun decided to keep her company.

it was 2 a.m. in the morning and they had to wake up at 5, but jungeun was still wide awake.

Jungeun isn't good with words. Especially not in front of pretty girls.

one day, out of nowhere, jiwoo stopped touching sooyoung.

As Jungeun got older, she heard more and more about “colors.” Apparently, there were a lot of colors that she couldn’t really see, because she hadn’t met her soulmate yet.

“I can’t let you in,” Jungeun repeats firmly. She just moved into this homey two-story condominium literally last week, meeting her – frankly – gorgeous roommate who had graciously helped Jungeun bring all of her stuff in, and Jungeun’s not about to go adopt a kitten behind Jinsoul’s back, especially after the older girl had been so nice to her. Except then she does.

Jungeun and Jiwoo watch a scary movie together.

Their relationship had always been based on impulse.

in which jinsoul needs urgent help with one of her classes, and jungeun provides it.