Secret rendezvous

You’d been assigned to photograph Momo and Jihyo for months now—long enough to know each other’s rhythms so well that the rest of Twice (and even the other photographers) joked that the three of you must be dating.

You weren’t. You were just… compatible. Perfectly, maddeningly compatible.

That all changed when this video came out.

It started innocently enough—a TikTok shoot, just another “Mohyo” moment for promo. You were filming them dancing, laughing, teasing each other through a section of the song, when it hit you like a freight train:

You love these girls.

You’ve seen them through breakups and rebounds; they’ve seen you through ghosting and heartbreak. Through all of it, the three of you have somehow remained constant. And seeing them now—in those fitted tops and loose jeans, radiating joy and confidence—something in you finally cracked.

Still, you’re a professional. You finished the shoot and said your polite goodbyes. When Jihyo invited you to join them for K-BBQ afterward, you smiled and made an excuse. You couldn’t face either of them. Not like this.

They were hurt, though they didn’t understand why.

So began a strange, unspoken game of hide-and-seek. You avoided their messages, their hangouts. Meanwhile, you quietly requested a transfer—anything to get reassigned before your feelings bled through your work. But word travels fast in Twice’s world, and it didn’t take long for Momo and Jihyo to find out.

The night before they were set to leave for the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show, they made a special request: you would be their photographer, one last time. You knew it wasn’t about the photos. They wanted answers.

Tradition demanded one last “chicken and beer” night before a long trip, so you went. Your stomach was in knots as you stood outside Jihyo’s apartment. In the few short weeks since that TikTok, you’d been dreaming about them every night—faces and laughter lingering even after you woke. You hated yourself for it. Who could blame you, though? Have you seen them?

Inside, Momo was already there. Both girls looked up as you entered—concern etched across their faces, something soft and unsettled behind their eyes. They knew. Of course, they knew.

You swallowed hard. There was no point pretending.

“A few months ago,” you began, voice low, “I broke a promise to myself. I swore that if I ever started to fall for either of you, I’d step away. After everything you both went through with your last relationships, I didn’t want to risk crossing that line. But… when we filmed that TikTok, I realized what I felt wasn’t just a crush. It was love. So that same day, I asked for a transfer.”

Silence.

The air between you is heavy, fragile, sacred.

Momo’s lips parted like she wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words. Jihyo just stared, eyes wide and glassy, as if something deep inside her had been waiting for this confession all along.

For a long moment, no one moved. The sound of the air purifier hummed softly in the corner. Outside, Seoul’s city lights shimmered like stars you couldn’t quite reach.

Then Momo stood. Her eyes, usually so bright and mischievous, were unreadable now.

“You’re… in love with us?”

You opened your mouth, but the words refused to form. Jihyo’s hand brushed her arm as if to calm her, though her own pulse throbbed visibly at her neck.

“Both of us?” Jihyo added, quietly.

You nodded once. “I tried to fight it. I really did. You two deserve better than me making things complicated.”

Momo exhaled, stepping closer, the smell of beer and her vanilla lotion cutting through the awkward air.

“You idiot,” she whispered. “You thought leaving would fix that?”

You blink, unsure of how to respond, so you say a very timid, "yes,"

Momo, feeling a rush of rage, says, "That's not fair to us, though we've been together for years, and you just up and tell us you're leaving? No goodbye, no reason."

You are very confused now, as you say, "Um, I feel like it would be a..." You don't even get to finish your half-formed thought before you hear a slap echo through the room as Momo's hand hits your cheek. At this point, Momo is so overcome with emotion that she doesn't know all she's feeling, only that she is furious.

You stare at her, and Jihyo is bewildered. Propelled by the myriad of emotions, Momo grabs your face and pulls you in for a kiss.

At first, you acquiesce as her lips taste like everything you've ever wanted, and her perfume soothes your mind, but then rationality hits hard.

"Wait, what the fuck?" you demand. Momo can barely process anything before you pull her in for another kiss, also overwhelmed by emotion. Jihyo watches, and an intense fondness washes over her as she looks at both of you. She looks at both of you and says, "What am I gonna do with the two of you?" before kissing you, then Momo.

The kissing doesn't last long as tongues find their way between mouths and tops get removed. In a blur of limbs and emotions, you all somehow end up in the bedroom. With Jihyo beneath both you and Momo. You and Momo both look at the younger woman, then at each other. Your minds share a single thought: "Take."

Momo goes high as she kisses Jihyo's neck and collar. You go low as you unzip your pants. You align your cock with her folds as you can almost see the condensation coming from how wet she is. You slide in, and she is belligerently tight. Jihyo yelps of course, overcome by the flood of feelings, but it's quickly silenced by Momo returning to Jihyo's lips in a fervent kiss.

Meanwhile, you slowly push inside of Jihyo while Momo whispers filth into her ears.

"You see the way he stares at you like you're his salvation."

"You see the way he slowly fucks into you. Trying to open your tight cunt."

"It's gonna look so good when he's in, and when he's fucking you."

Jihyo moans at Momo's words, unable to do anything but claw into her back, which causes Momo to realize that she may be a bit of a masochist.

"fuck Momo, you've made me a dirty slut, you bitch!" Jihyo yelps as you finally bottom out.

Momo gets wetter at Jihyo's words, making her realize she may be a bit past the masochist threshold. "Say meaner things!" Momo screams.

Jihyo and you groan as you rut inside of Jihyo. You roughly grab Momo's tits and grope them lewdly as Jihyo says, "I can feel your slutty cunt drooling all over me. Are you nothing but a horny dog?" Jihyo yells—Momo moans before kissing Jihyo again. As you watch Momo flash you a look to grope her tits harder. So you do. You squeeze the firm but supple flesh as Jihyo's cunt sucks you in with no attempts at letting go. As Jihyo's cunt sucks you in, you feel her muscles around you spasming and contracting in a way you're not used to before Jihyo screams as she cums all over your cock. Due to her tightness, you can't even thrust as she just uses you as a dildo to fuck herself on as she rides out her orgasm. Her walls squelch as she screeches around you. You groan before finally cumming inside her. Her walls have a massive load out of you. This sends Jihyo into another spiral as she cums again around you. Momo watches sopping.

As the two of you come down, Momo slides off of Jihyo and begins touching herself while the two of you recover.

Sadly, both of you passed out.

When the two of you wake up, Momo is still touching herself. You both look at each other before pouncing as her arousal scent surrounds both of you, but as the two of you close in. The alarm to leave for the fashion show goes off. All three of you groan before heading to the flight; thankfully, you all had packed the night before, so heading to the spot was no issue.

As you boarded, Momo was clingier than usual. At first, you didn't think anything of it until she whispered in your ear, "I am going to punish you and Jihyo for leaving me all alone last night."

You turn to her, surprised, and she smirks like nothing happened before giving her iconic dazed and confused face. You roll your eyes as the flight takes off. The flight is quiet physically until you get 9/10s of the way and receive a few "airdropped photos" from Momo, who was in the bathroom. You and Jihyo look at each other before opening them.

The two of you watch ravenously as Momo puts on a show of touching herself and massaging her breasts. The caption says, "I can't wait to break you two after the show."

After that, everything is kinda of blurry for you as the show races by. The only thing on Jihyo's and your mind is the ending with Momo. What the two of you didn't expect was to be tied up in the room while Momo danced proactively for three hours, occasionally touching Jihyo and you before going back to her little dance. By hour 2, Jihyo and you are begging Momo to let you go, but she doesn't. She just laughs. She gradually builds up an impressive orgasm that squirts over you and Jihyo, leaving the two of you drenched. Momo takes your camera and takes a photo of the two of you, drenched and glazed with her essence. She laughs, saying, "You two look good like this."

The night ends with Momo finally unlocking the two of you and saying, "Okay, I'm happy. Now, are we all dating?

Jihyo and you look at each other, then say,