Dreamcatcher Imagines

𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗶 | eye to eye | 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘥

Reader Is: Younger Non-Member
Categories: Romance, Smut
Preferences: Top (Dami), Bottom (Reader)
Summary: Dami seduces the reader when they run into each other after a Dreamcatcher concert on tour.

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Lee Dami's tawny ponytail whipped in the air as she fell to her knees on the stage before you. The smooth undulations of her hips grinding against the floor and the smug grin on her face told you that she knew exactly what she was doing. Dami swung her legs around with ease, her willowy arms stretched out behind her as spindly fingers guided her arched back flat onto the stage.

The Dreamcatcher concert had been flying by. How had you reached the No Dot challenge already, really?

Yet there, in that moment, time seemed to freeze. Dami's eyes had landed right on yours.

Yes, Dami was your bias. She had been since you first became an InSomnia, and her status hadn't even been swayed by bias wreckers. But in that moment, you suddenly realized something new about her.

Cameras just couldn't capture that feeling. When you were eye to eye with someone, you saw their beauty in a whole new way.

And Dami, it seemed, was experiencing the same feeling. As she continued to seduce everyone else in the room by kicking her long legs in her little red short shorts, she smiled only at you. She turned her head away shortly thereafter, but you didn't miss the way that her tongue caught between her teeth and the milky skin around her eyes crinkled. For a moment, you wondered if maybe, just maybe, the butterflies that swirled through your tummy were also fluttering in hers.

Then she was off, springing to her feet to grind on Lee Siyeon, who had made the poor decision to get on the floor for a better vantage point. You were left frozen a handful of feet away, gaze locked on Dami, jaw hanging open, and mind in another universe.

The latter remained rather stuck there for the rest of the concert. Afterwards, too, as you traipsed down the sidewalk with arms full of merch bags and body full of adrenaline.

Your apartment wasn't far at all from the venue. There were lunch leftovers waiting for you in the fridge; cup ramen in the cupboards if you decided that the half-eaten meal was no longer suitable.

But between the concert hall and your home, there stood your favorite fast-food joint – and you could really use a hearty combo special after all that jumping around. A quick stop wouldn't hurt, right?

Even though you had only been carrying them for a couple blocks, the relief you felt from setting down the bags in your arms was immense. You had probably gone a little overboard at the merch booth, but you justified your purchases by reminding yourself that it beat paying for overseas shipping.

You relished the short break from toting everything as you enjoyed your food. The restaurant was blessedly quiet, and though you couldn't wait to get home and collapse in bed, you decided that it would be alright if you stayed a few minutes after you'd finished your meal to post some of your favorite snapshots on social media.

Then five minutes turned into ten, then twenty. You had so many incredible pictures, and the immediate response to them was making your heart soar. You knew that you would be reliving those wonderful moments many, many times over.

But, you finally decided, that was something best done in the comfort of your own home. With a grunt, you lifted your hefty shopping bags onto your shoulders and pushed open the door to step back out onto the sidewalk.

"Oh!"

"Oh my God, I'm so sorr—"

Dami gazed over at you with parted lips as she froze in place. Her grasp around your wrist continued to hold you tightly even though you had already regained your balance after running into her. It was a good thing she did, because your knees seemed to turn into jelly the moment that you locked eyes.