Three's A (Fun) Crowd

Three’s A (Fun) Crowd (ft. WJSN’s Eunseo & Yeoreum) [Female Reader, Futa!]

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“Yah, Cho Jaehee!”

Trust Yeoreum to spot you. She’s always been the quick one.

“Oi.”

Ah, Juyeon’s signature lazy wave and smirk up in greeting. You’ve missed both of them so much.

“You look stressed.”

Juyeon’s smirk morphs into a frown when you take a seat next to her, and you nod tiredly. It doesn’t take long before you’re ranting about the work projects you’ve been swamped with, the overbearing boss that’s making life difficult for the team, and how you’ve barely had any me-time for weeks now.

“No me-time? Like… none? No TV, no computer, none of that nerdy book-reading you like?”

“Absolutely none.”

Yeoreum gasps, and then huffs. You giggle at how cute she is—she looks like an angry cream puff.

“Eh, Jaehee, not even time to… y'know?” Trust Juyeon to bluntly ask the dumb questions—the girl in question makes a circle with her right hand, jerking it in the air in the motion you’re intimately familiar with. The next moment, Juyeon’s swiftly blocking five swift strikes from Yeoreum from across the table.

“Yah, Son Juyeon! We’re in public!”

“What?! We all wanted to know, right?”

“We?! I’m not the one who asked, you—”

You block out the bickering from the lovebirds next to you. You’re used to it, and you love them both for it. Friends for years, all the way from primary school to working adulthood, and you’ve braved through every storm with them, enjoyed every joyful moment with them. You wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

“Okay, okay, let’s not fight here, girls. We’re in public.”

Both Juyeon and Yeoreum relent, and the table falls silent as you begin making your orders with the provided QR code. The selection process is quick—all three of you frequent this place a lot anyway, and when the order’s submitted, Juyeon doesn’t back down on her earlier question.

“Seriously, no time to even… y'know, do anything with that dusty front pipe?”

“Oi, fuck you,” you reply in reflex, but you sigh after. “Yeah.”

Juyeon gasps, Yeoreum just stares in surprise.

“What, none? You, Cho Jaehee, no action at all?”

“Yeah…” You sigh. You’ve been pent up for weeks, and it’s starting to frustrate you so much. You’re glad you have these two girls to vent to—your friendship has long passed the boundary of hiding any information. With the amount of TMI in your shared group chat, you’d worry quite a bit if someone caught a glimpse of its contents.

The food arrives soon after, and all conversation stops. The three of you wolf down your meals quickly, eager to get to the bar nearby for drinks, as was common for the three of you. Nothing could stop the three of you from a good drink and some relaxation.

A few sips of alcohol, and you’re definitely feeling a little more relaxed, and better than earlier. As Yeoreum chatters about the workplace romances going on at her office, you can’t help but let your gaze wander. The ladies here definitely look really good tonight…

… and you’re really pent-up.

“Yah, Cho Jaehee. Stop looking at girls, you pent-up perverted bitch.”

You jump, and Juyeon laughs. Yeoreum giggles as well.

“What? I’m still single! What’s wrong with taking a look?”

“Fuck you, Jaehee. We’re not in college anymore, you lil shit. No more trying to pick girls up for a lay. You’ve got to be Res. Pon. Si. Ble.” She punctuates every syllable with a clap, and you smile at her antics. Sweet, sweet Yeoreum, always using the same speech. Even in college, you remember the words, tone, and message behind her words being exactly the same. Juyeon attempts to hop in to agree with her girlfriend, but you sigh before she can start.

“You’re right… but it doesn’t help that I’m pent-up as fuck. I’ve not even had time to finish, as you know, let alone share a bed with someone. You already know my last lay was with my ex, that dumb bitch, and it’s been a year!”

You take another sip of your drink as you stare into space, frustrated, yet contemplating about the work you still had to do after this drinking session.

Conveniently, you miss the looks between Juyeon and Yeoreum, as they share a conversation just with their eyes.

“Hey, Jaehee.”

“Mm?” You turn around after splitting the bill for the drinks. Both Juyeon and Yeoreum stare at you, hand in hand.

“Um, we have something to tell you.”

“What?”

Juyeon nudges Yeoreum, and Yeoreum nudges back. You see them argue with each other just through facial expressions, confused. You’re just outside the bar, on the street, and it’s not exactly warm out. You wonder what they’re on about.

“Fine! Fine!” Yeoreum relents, and she looks at you. You wait earnestly—usually Yeoreum would be the voice of reason for the both of them.

“Juyeon and I have been discussing… something, and we want your input.” She trails off, and you wait for her to continue.

A moment passes. Yeoreum’s beginning to blush, and she’s fidgeting.

“Um…?”

“Okay, look, I’ll say it. Jaehee, both me and Yorm were discussing… well… our goals in life recently.”

“Uh huh…” You wonder what that has to do with you.

“And… we found a common goal that might involve you.”

“How so?”

Juyeon nudges Yeoreum again as she purses her lips. Their nerves are so obvious, and you’re confused as to why.

“Jaehee, she’s talking about a threesome.”

What.

“We had a talk recently, and we ended up… well… concluding that we’d wanted to try… y'know, including you in our bedroom experiences.”