Lesbian romance

The practice room is quiet except for the music playing through the speakers. Most of the staff and members left a while ago, but Yuqi stayed behind like she usually does when she feels like dancing longer.

She’s in the middle of the room, moving easily across the floor, sneakers sliding lightly against the wood. The choreography fades into something looser after a while—less practice, more just enjoying the music. Yuqi has always loved dancing like that, when there’s no cameras, no stage, just the rhythm and the mirrors around her.

You’re stretched out on the couch near the wall, watching without really hiding it.

Dating Yuqi was never something you two tried to keep secret. Fans know, the members know, everyone does. But you both keep it simple—no constant couple posts or dramatic announcements. Just occasional Instagram stories where one of you ends up gushing about the other a little too much.

Most of the time, it’s moments like this.

Yuqi spins once more before slowing down, laughing quietly to herself as the song ends. When she looks toward the mirrors again, she catches your reflection watching her from the couch.

She tilts her head slightly, that playful little smile appearing instantly.

Instead of sitting down, she walks over and stops right in front of you, still catching her breath. One hand rests on the back of the couch as she leans down slightly, messy hair falling forward, eyes bright from dancing and from the fact that you’ve clearly been watching the whole time.