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Much to her chagrin, Ami felt very intimidated by the three idols standing in front of her. Seolhee’s group mates had sent her on an errand, saying that she needed to sign for a delivery on the ground floor of their apartment building. Seeing as they shared a penthouse suite, and the elevator was broken, Seolhee was not going to come back anytime soon. Ami released her shoulders from her straight posture, and sunk into the couch behind her.
“So,” Minjee started, giving Ami a stone-faced expression. “We've noticed that Seol has taken an interest in you.”
“Uh..” Ami said, folding her hands over one another in her lap. “I guess she has.”
“What she meant is, we noticed that you two are very close. And this is your obligatory ‘Don’t hurt her or they’ll never find your body’ talk.” Jinsoo corrected, and her expression, a pleasant smile, was even scarier than the one Minjee had worn. Ami nodded slowly, feeling all three pairs of eyes burn into her every movement.
“You see, Seolhee doesn’t open her heart to just anyone.” Haewon said, her tone and gaze gentle as she took a seat next to Ami. “and it's very rarely that we see her take this much interest in someone. You know that she likes you right?”
“I would hope so.” Ami said, interlocking her fingers together. For a weathered NIS agent, she had never experienced an interrogation so like an emotional roller coaster before. “We do work together often.”
Minjee narrowed her eyes. “No, like in a romantic sense. She checks you out everytime you look away.” She said, and Ami felt her heart jump slightly at that before she realized; They didn’t know. Seolhee didn’t tell her group mates that they were in a relationship. Did that mean she didn’t want to?
“Oh.” Ami said lamely, deciding that she would continue to keep their relationship a secret for Seolhee’s sake.
“Oh?” Jinsoo repeated, taking the seat on the other side of Ami. She turned to face the NIS agent, and crossed her arms over her chest, unimpressed. “By the way you act around her, anyone would think that you reciprocate her feelings.”
“Uh..” Ami started, and released her fingers to run her hand nervously through her undyed hair. “We get along well.”
“Clearly. Whenever you come around It’s like you two need to be in contact 24/7 or you’ll die.” Minjee pointed out, and Ami blanched. They weren’t that touchy. Seeing Ami’s expression, she spoke again. “We all know you hold hands under the table.”
Growing flustered, Ami lowered her head and sighed soundlessly to herself. She wasn’t sure how much more of this she could endure before she cracked.
“Anything to say for yourself?” Jinsoo asked. “Oh and what about kissing Seol on the forehead everytime you leave?”
Ami didn’t have a heterosexual explanation for that. She needed a distraction.
“Do you.. like her back?” Haewon asked, and Ami allowed her kumiho ears and a tail to take physical form, materializing in a blue wisp of magic where air had been. All three girls gasped in unison, and Ami looked up shyly.
“Can I touch them?” Jinsoo asked, her eyes wide and trained onto the white fox ears stemming from Ami’s head.
“Go for it.” Ami mumbled, lowering her head in Jinsoo’s direction, who gasped excitedly. She felt a hand tentatively pet the back of her ear before reaching the base of it and scratching. Her tail wagged slightly, and the idols squealed.
“So. Freaking. Cute.” Minjee said, mystified. “May I…”
“Yeah.” Ami agreed, and felt another set of hands curiously feel her other ear. Jinsoo scratched behind her ear, and she felt her tail wag again, more vigorously this time and was met with a chorus of awww ’s. She flushed red, and felt her ears lower to match her emotions which only set another chorus of adoration into motion.
“So cute.” Haewon said, and Ami glanced towards her, noticing the idol’s eyes were also gazing curiously at the ears on her head. She met Ami’s gaze, and offered a small smile. “May I?”
“Go ahead.” Ami answered, and she felt Haewon also reach up to touch her ears, joining Jinsoo and Minjee who were trying their best to get her to wag her tail again. One of the hands had come to rest at the spot between her ears before scratching lightly, and she sighed contentedly at the feeling, her tail coming to life at the motion. It was almost enough to distract her from the sound of the door clicking open.
“It was your delivery waiting in the lobby, Jinsoo– What’s going on?” Seolhee’s voice called out, and as soon as it reached Ami’s ears, her tail picked up speed. She would have lifted her head to look if not for the weight of three hands on her head. Seolhee’s footsteps clacked across the floor as she walked closer. “Excuse me. Please get your hands off my girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” Three stunned voices seemed to ask at once, and Ami sank back in her seat. Her lengths taken to avoid defining their relationship were in vain. She glanced past Haewon and met Seolhee’s eyes, which narrowed at her. She gulped, and in a glow of blue light, retracted her kumiho ears and tail. She had a bad feeling that she would have a lot of explaining to do.
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Shifting slightly against Seolhee, Ami couldn’t stop the way her heart fluttered in her chest or had been fluttering for the past hour. Seolhee pressed another kiss to the base of her kumiho ears, and her tails wagged contentedly. She usually didn’t like having all nine tails out physically in her human form, as they became impractical when it came to sitting down or moving around, but in her current position strewn atop her girlfriend, they moved around comfortably and enthusiastically.
“Mine.” Seolhee whispered, kissing the tip of her ear this time. Ami’s breath hitched, and she turned, burying her face in the crook of Seolhee’s neck, efficiently moving her ears out of kissing range. Her girlfriend gasped, as if offended by the action, and she giggled.
“I guess it’s no mystery what everyone’s favorite feature is.” Ami hummed, her voice slightly muffled. “And before you say anything again, I only let your group mates pet them because I was trying to distract them for your sake.”
“It’s not like we’re much of a secret anyways, by the way we act.” Seolhee grumbled, wrapping her arms loosely around Ami. Ami laughed, and pressed a kiss to her girlfriend’s neck before moving her head back, putting her ears into range once again, and sure enough, kisses followed. It was almost enough to convince her to have her kumiho ears out all the time, if it meant constantly being showered in affection by her girlfriend. Almost.