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drama--universe · 11 months

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Change in attitude

Requested by anonymous: hi! can i request a jang hanseok (vincenzo) × reader. the reader is known to be calm and collected and doesn't talk much (at least infront of hanseoks employees. so basically the myung-hee (that's her name right ? says something rude about the reader and the reader just had enough and blows up in myung-hees face and everyone is shocked but it's about to get violent and hanseok like comes and kind of calms the reader down and picks them up and just walks out the building with them over the shoulder. sorry i had a dream about this and i really want to see it written but i have no writing skills whatsoever. ¡love your writing btw! ❤️❤️

Pairing: Jang Han-Seok x reader Word Count: 1.0k words Warnings: violence, arguing, suggestive ending

The box on your desk was mocking you, or at least that's what it felt like. It was a large box, one that was often used for moving your clothes or such and not really for paper. A peek inside was enough for you to groan in annoyance and the note that read 'has to be finished by tonight' didn't make it any better. You knew well enough that your boss, Myung-Hee, was doing this just so she could take out her frustrations on you at the end of the day. But you were competitive and there was no way that you'd give her that satisfaction, so you were determined to finish everything.

The first document was quickly finished, only two pages long and you only needed to fill in a few blank spots. Then the second document came along, this time twenty pages long and you had to search most things in the system. Unfortunately for you, the rest of the fifty documents were also twenty pages or more. So by lunch, you were only done with a quarter of the work.

"Are you coming, (y/n)?" One of your co-workers spoke up and you looked up from the papers before sighing softly, stretching your limps and grinning at the satisfying pops.

"Can you just bring me back a sandwich? The usual one." You asked and although she seemed a bit disappointed in you, she agreed nonetheless. You looked at the papers again before getting up for coffee. You didn't usually drink coffee during work hours, but right now you didn't have much of a choice since your eyes stared losing focus from the letters on the papers. So you moved to the coffee machine and taking one of the paper cups to pour it in. After drinking it, you went back to work. Every piece of paper felt like it took an eternity to finish and working while eating was a bit more difficult, but you tried your best. You didn't really pay attention to the time, you were too immersed into the stupid letters to notice the lack of sunlight. It wasn't until your last co-worker left that you noticed, but only because he told you. Yet, you had over twenty documents left...

With a glum face, you took the finished documents to Myung-Hee's office and knocked with your foot. The door was opened and Myung-Hee stepped aside to let you in, but the smirk on her face said enough. Weirdly enough, she just replied with a thank you before requesting that you leave. So you did.

"Are you still not finished?" Your co-worker asked and you shook your head, sinking in your seat with a loud sigh.

"Just two more, which means forty more pages." You mumbled before yawning loudly, covering your mouth in surprise before groaning again. Luckily, you were finished by lunch and ready to down after bring Myung-Hee the final documents.

"So, you're finally finished?" Her voice was clearly meant to be mean, but you honestly didn't care. So you dropped the paper before walking out.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" Myung-Hee didn't even care if anyone heard her, marching after you and roughly turning you around. She started her rant of how the papers had to be finished yesterday and now she was behind as well, causing clients to get annoyed. You hardly believed her and if it was true, it was her fault for delivering the documents to you so late. Nonetheless, you stayed quiet since she was still your senior and boss.

"How are you still working here? You barely do anything and if you do, you do it wrong." She sneered and you rolled your eyes, which she quickly noticed and suddenly you felt a slap on your cheek that made you flinch harshly to the side. The pain in your cheek was barely felt as rage took over your body, boiling over your limit and the it snapped.

"You really think you're above everyone else here?!" You exclaimed as you got closer to the woman, ignoring the whispers around you from the people that had never seen you like this. They were used to the kind and sweet you, not this version.

"You're not better than anyone here, you scam and threaten people to win your cases! You barely do any of your own work and I know this, because I do it! There is not a day that I wished you'd dissapear or that Cha-Young stayed instead of you. At least she did her work, the good and the bad." You sneered, not even trying to control the words that rolled from your tongue. You were well aware of how horrible you sounded, but you honestly didn't care at this point.

"You're a vile woman that I wish didn't even ex-" "That's enough now, darling." Han-Seok's voice rang from behind you and a hand covered your mouth. You bit it, ignoring the loud whine from Han-Seok as you turned back to trying to berate the woman before you. You didn't get the chance as Han-Seok lifted you with ease, throwing you over his shoulder like you were a large bag of sand. You shrieked, hitting Han-Seok's back to be released. Han-Seok didn't budge, instead he walked to the elevator. As the doors closed, you were dropped on the ground again. You fell down on your butt and glared up at Han-Seok, who only kneeled down before you after pressing the button for the top floor aka his office.

"I was talking..." "You call that talking?" He asked and you rolled your eyes at him before hissing when Han-Seok lifted your chin. Your eyes connected and you could see the switch in his eyes, no longer pretending to be sweet Jun-Woo and rather now his true self as Han-Seok. It was something that usually scared you a bit, but now it didn't.

"You have no idea how attractive you are when you're mad, do you?" His smirk spoke wonders for your imagination, thoughts racing through your head. The man before you only smiled before placing a soft kiss on your forehead before leaning down even more so his eyes were on the same level as yours.

"So fix it, baby."

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luvxkdrama · 1 year

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— jealousy

pairing : jang hanseok//jang junwoo x reader

warnings : swearing, mentions of killing, toxic/abusive relationship, screaming.

word count : 1.8k

summary : jang hanseok gets furious when he finds out you hung out with another man.

a/n : I don’t support toxic relationships, this fanfic is for entertainment purposes only!

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The sun was slowly settling down while you were making your way to the cafe at the corner of the street.

November was one of your least favourite months because of the short days and humid, unpleasant weather. It demotivated you to wake up while it was still dark outside and leaving work when the sun was already settling down.

Working at one of the best law firms never made it easy to leave work earlier than 6 pm. There’s tons of paperwork and when you’re finally done, your boss always finds something to keep you at work. You’re starting to believe he really hates you to another level, but if it’s indeed the case, it’s reciprocal.

When you finally reached the cafe, you were on your last legs. After quickly ordering an iced americano, you sat down on one of the free tables. It was usually pretty empty at 7 pm since most of the people would rather directly go home after working the whole day than stay in a cafe. However, you loved to spend time there since one of your childhood dreams was to open your own cafeteria. Sadly, your parents never agreed to it and you ended up having to follow their dream path.

“Y/N?” You turned around when someone mentioned your name, only to be face to face with a young man in his mid-twenties. At first, you had no clue how he knew you but then you slowly recognised him thanks to the tiny scar on his left cheek.

“Changho?” You smiled at the unexpected meeting. “It’s been so long since I last saw you.” You chuckled and got up for a quick hug.

“Do you mind if I join your table?” He asked, smiling.

“Not at all.”

After sitting down, you both got your drinks and got lost in a long conversation. You would never think you’d meet your best friend from elementary school again after he left to study abroad. At first, you’d keep in touch regularly but then you both got caught up with studies, work and you eventually lost contact.

Back in time, you two were inseparable and you treated him as if he was your actual brother. People at school would in fact gossip about you two dating but you never saw him that way. Your love for each other was purely platonic.

“I’m glad I came back here.” He admitted, looking at you.

“Why didn’t you stay in Australia? I thought it was your dream to work there.” You asked, sipping on your iced americano.

“I really loved studying there but I didn’t feel at the right place. The atmosphere wasn’t the same as here, in my motherland so I ended up deciding to come back here and have a new start.”

“Well I’m not gonna lie, I’m happy you’re back. I missed having my brother here.” You admitted and looked at the cafe’s clock to check the time.

“Oh gosh, I’d love to stay more here with you but I really have to go, work has been a mess these days and I’m craving to go to bed.” You looked at apologetically, scratching your neck.

“Don’t worry, I couldn’t possibly agree more, I had lost of work as well.” You both laughed and exchanged your numbers to meet some other day.

“Hold on, tell me y/n, did you finally find your prince on a white horse?” He raised one of his eyebrows, sipping on his drink.

Changho almost chocked on his drink after you proudly showed him the engagement ring.

“No way! When did that happen!?” He smiled.

“A few months ago, it was really unexpected but he made sure the moment was unforgettable.” You softly chuckled at the memory of Hanseok holding a box with a beautiful ring inside.

“I definitely have to meet him someday and tell him how much of a lucky guy he is. Congratulations!” You both high-fived and eventually left the cafeteria.

“Do you need me to call a taxi for you?” He was about to grab his phone but you shook your head.

“No need, I live around 10 minutes from here.” You reassured him but his face was hesitant.

“We talked a lot though and it got pretty dark.” He looked around at the few street lamps that didn’t give much light. “Let me walk you home, it’ll be safer.” He suggested and you ended up agreeing.

The walk was short but you obviously felt more comfortable with someone by your side.

“It was nice seeing you again, I look forward to our next meeting.” Changho waved at you and left once you were at your doorstep.

“See you!” You smiled and grabbed the keys in your purse.

“Hanseok I’m home!” You exclaimed but pouted when there was no response.

You took off your shoes and made your way into the living room but your fiancé was nowhere to be seen. It didn’t worry you though since you thought he was simply still at work.

You were about to boil some water to make yourself some tea when someone turned you around and planted a rather harsh kiss on your lips. You didn’t panic though because you knew it couldn’t be no one else other than Hanseok.

After about 5 minutes of your make out session, you broke the kiss and wrapped your arms around his bare neck, admiring his toned chest.

“Well that was a warm welcome.” You chuckled but frowned when his lips didn’t even twitch into a smile. “Did something happen?” You asked, unsure.

“Why did you come home so late, hm?” He hummed, softly caressing your neck, not even making eye contact with you.

“I got caught up with work, you know how my boss hates me.” You sighed, deciding to lie because you knew he wouldn’t like it if you mentioned you were with another boy.

“Work, huh?” His soft grip on your neck suddenly got tighter and his eyes turned cold, finally meeting yours. “Weren’t you perhaps caught up in a conversation with a man in a cafe?”

“Did you really follow me?” You sneered, not believing it but his grip got stronger.

“Why would you meet another man and why would you fucking lie to me about it!?” He screamed.

“That’s exactly why I lied! You’re already making a big deal about it even though you don’t know why I was with him!” You exclaimed, frustrated.

“Don’t you remember how many times I told you I’m the only man you need in your life? No other man can satisfy you as much as I can!” He smirked.

Before explaining everything, you freed yourself from his grip around your neck. You coughed a few times and cleared your throat.

“We met by accident today! He’s my old best friend from school. This man was like a brother to me and he’s the only one who was there for me when I was a kid. You know how my parents were at that time. He used to be the only person who actually cared about me.” You sighed, however the anger in Hanseok’s eyes didn’t go away.

“Awh, I’m supposed to get emotional? He is still a man, a very important one for you as I can see. You better not meet him again.” He gritted trough his teeth.

“Or what? You’re gonna kill him?” You sneered at him, rolling your eyes.

“You wanna bet?” He smirked, cocking his head to the side. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.” He threatened.

“I hate you.” You pushed him away and were about to leave but he grabbed your arm and put you back against the counter.

“I wasn’t done with the conversation.” He said, putting both his arms against the counter, hovering over you and blocking your way out.

“I’m tired of you being so possessive! I hate how you don’t trust me when I talk to other guys. Do you really think I’d hook up with each guy I talk to? As I see, I’m nothing more than a whore in your eyes. Plus, I just learned that you follow me around. You really don’t trust me to that point?” You sighed, becoming more frustrated.

“I don’t trust you? Oh sweetie, I trust you with my life, I just don’t trust the scumbags who talk with you. I mean, I don’t even want to start imagining what they must think when they see such a pretty face with a perfect body.” He whispered, tracing both of his hands on your upper thighs. “Regarding the following, I ordered a few bodyguards to watch you because, in case you forgot, a few people wish to kill me right now and I can’t let anything happen to you!”

“I don’t care what these men think, I only got my eyes on you anyway.” You exhaled and ran your hand trough his locks. “Plus, you keep our relationship secret so I doubt your enemies know about me.”

“Princess, you have no clue how the world I live in works, I can guarantee they have informations about you and that’s why I have to keep an eye on you.” He softly pecked your forehead.

“If you say so… but you have to stop acting this way whenever I talk with a guy, promise?” You showed him your pinky and he locked it with his as a promise. “If a guy ever gets too close to me, I’ll beat him by myself.” You said proudly, making Hanseok smile.

“Hm, sure.” Hanseok caressed your cheek.

“Let’s go to sleep now, we both have to wake up early tomorrow.” You rubbed your eyes and your fiancé suddenly picked you up.

“As you wish, princess. You do know that you can quit your job anytime though? I can give you everything you need.” He smirked and softly pecked your forehead.

“Even though my boss is horrible, I like my job. Plus, I want to have my own money that I earned by working hard.” You admitted.

“That’s my girl.” He chuckled and laid you down on the bed. “However let me atleast call your boss to say you’ll be absent tomorrow, hm? So we can have some fun together.” He whispered the last part and you felt a strand of wet kisses along your neck.

His hands were busy exploring your body while his mouth was leaving marks on your neck. One of his fingers was about to travel under your skirt but you stopped him.

“Not today, I’m too tired and still a bit mad.” You turned around and heard him laugh.

“Alright fine princess, but you better turn back around.” He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and put your head on his bare chest. “Way better.” He nodded and you laughed before falling into the arms of Morpheus.

Hanseok slowly caressed your hair and even though he promised to not get angry and possessive when he sees you with another guy, he knew he’ll break the promise the second it’ll happen again. You are his and he can’t let anyone hurt you or take you away from him.

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tiredatiny · 2 years

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“A Painless Death Is A Blessing”

Pairing: Jang Junwoo X male reader

Warning(s): Vincenzo spoilers kind of, guns, mentions of blood and death, y/n curses once

Genre: angst

Author’s note: I have no idea about the process of getting shot so this is definitely not medically accurate. Also English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry if there’s many mistakes. (Not proofread)

The silence in the taxi was getting almost too silent. Your driver and you had ran out of things to talk about a long time ago and now you wished that the car drive would be over.

‘Are you here soon??’

The awkward atmosphere was now gone, thanks to a text message from your husband Junwoo. You looked out of the window to see that you were close to your destination. You quickly wrote an answer back: ‘I’ll be there in about 5 minutes’.

The car stopped suddenly and that made you almost drop your phone. “Hey can’t you drive correctly?!” You snapped at the driver. “I-I’m sorry sir but there’s people laying on the ground and-“ he started mumbling. You got out of the taxi and the driver wasn’t blathering some nonsense. There was three- no four men laying on the road groaning in pain. You knew what was going on and instantly tried calling Junwoo. When he wasn’t answering you hurriedly started running, heart beating faster than ever. The taxi driver yelled something about paying but you honestly weren’t focused on anything else than your husband. “If that fucking Vincenzo kills him..” you cursed under your breath.

When you finally got to the building, your legs felt like jelly but the adrenaline kept you going. You examined the current situation from afar and let out a sigh of relief. No one seemed to be dead.. at least not yet. After calming down a bit you started jogging again, only this time you were acting like a completely different person.

“Junwoo? Honey is everything okay??” You started yelling right before entering the house. When you finally stepped inside, you were met with the end of Vincenzo’s gun. Of course.

You raised your hands as a sign of surrender. “J-Junwoo what’s.. what’s going on?” You knew everything that was going on so your question was a bit useless. Vincenzo was here because his dear mother got killed. Vincenzo was also here to probably kill one of you.

Not a person dared to answer your question when the gun was now pointing at Junwoo. “I will give you three things” Vincenzo started. “A humiliation worse than death, unbearable pain and a slow death, where you’ll experience it every step of the way.” His voice and words sent chills down your spine… and probably everyone else’s as well.

“I should give you a preview” Vincenzo loaded his gun and you thought that he would shoot a vase or something like that as a warning but no. The firearm that was just pointing at your husband, was now pointed at you. Before you could process what was happening, a bullet went through your stomach.

You were gasping in pain as you tried walking forward only to stumble into a couch. “Y/N!!” Junwoo rushed to you while Seunghyuk and Myeonghui were trying to call an ambulance. “I.. I think I need to sit down..” you held onto Junwoo’s shoulder while he tried to stop the bullet wound from bleeding even more. Your husband sat you down to the floor, letting you lean against a wall. “It hurts, it really.. hurts so bad I didn’t think i-it..” you whimpered tears forming in your eyes. “I know it hurts. But you’re going to be okay. Just breathe. In and out.”

Junwoo was honestly not sure if you were going to be okay at all. A shot to the stomach was usually deadly. It was the false hope that kept him going. He just couldn’t imagine a life without you by his side. “Everything’s going to be fine, r-right y/n?” No answer. Junwoo’s heart probably skipped a beat when he looked back up and saw your eyes closed. “Y/n?? Wake up..please wake up! Now is not the time to die! WHAT’S TAKING THE AMBULANCE SO LONG??!!” he yelled panically.

“I’m fine.. I’m.. I’m awake” you mumbled barely conscious. “I’m just really tired that’s all.” Junwoo saw flashing lights come from the ambulance outside and a flame of hope lit inside of him again. “I.. I know you’re tired. But you can’t fall asleep okay? You n-need to promise me that you won’t fall asleep.”

“Y/n..?”

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haespoir · 11 months

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texts w/ baby daddy!jungwoo

req: by anon 💌

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bzbnong · 6 months

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𔓕... lun8 e seus abraços

𔓕 gênero: fluffy

𔓕 palavras: 1,2k, no máximo

𔓕 avisos: meio meloso e uma escrita meio bobona dessa vez, algo mais simples e tudo em minúsculo; alerta de talvez você querer um abraço deles, mas só vai ficar na vontade mesmo.

chael;

abraçar o chael seria uma experiência incrivelmente suave e calorosa;

ele teria o toque de alguém que valoriza cada momento de proximidade;

o abraço aconteceria de forma inesperada, talvez quando você menos esperasse, demonstrando o desejo genuíno de estar perto de você;

seus braços envolveriam você com gentileza, como se estivesse segurando algo precioso, transmitindo um sentimento de segurança e carinho;

apressão do abraço seria suave, mas firme, revelando o calor do afeto que ele sente por você;

você poderia sentir o bater de seu coração, como se estivesse sintonizado com a emoção do momento;

e a cada abraço, ele se entregaria completamente, como se o mundo exterior desaparecesse, criando um espaço íntimo apenas para os dois;

o sorriso bobo e os olhares profundos seriam apenas a cereja no topo do bolo, revelando o quanto ele aprecia cada abraço;

abraçar esse personagem seria como abraçar um pedaço do céu, onde o tempo para e a felicidade floresce;

adoraria te abraçar quando estivesse dormindo, agarraria você como se fosse um ursinho de pelúcia (ele realmente acreditou que era um, por isso quando descobriu que te abraçou com muita força, te encheu de beijinhos e ficou pedindo desculpas de forma repetida).

jinsu;

algo profundamente suave e caloroso. ele abraçaria você com um toque suave, mas firme, transmitindo segurança e afeto;

seus braços envolveriam você com carinho, como se estivesse protegendo algo precioso;

ele não hesitaria em abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua ternura inesperada, o que tornaria esses momentos ainda mais especiais;

os abraços seriam frequentemente acompanhados de um olhar brilhante, como se ele estivesse expressando todo o amor que sente por você através desse gesto simples;

você sentiria o coração dele batendo, como se estivesse sincronizado com o seu, criando uma sensação de intimidade única;

Jinsu faria questão de te abraçar de uma forma que transmitisse o quanto ele valoriza o relacionamento de vocês, e cada abraço seria uma lembrança do carinho e afeto que compartilham;

teria uma grandíssima mania de ficar esfregando o rosto em sua curvatura do pescoço;

durante os abraços, ele poderia sussurrar elogios e palavras doces, reforçando constantemente o quanto você é especial para ele;

cada abraço seria um lembrete do amor e da conexão que existe entre vocês, tornando cada momento mais especial do que o anterior.

takuma;

sua personalidade tímida e adorável transpareceria no abraço, tornando-o ainda mais especial;

abraçar o Takuma seria uma experiência incrivelmente suave e calorosa;

ele abraçaria você de uma maneira delicada, como se estivesse segurando algo frágil e precioso;

seus braços envolveriam você com carinho, transmitindo uma sensação de segurança e afeto. esse abraço suave seria carregado de doçura e vulnerabilidade, demonstrando a profundidade de seus sentimentos;

Takuma não hesitaria em abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua ternura e carinho inesperados. esse gesto espontâneo adicionaria um toque de doçura ao relacionamento, tornando cada abraço uma surpresa adorável. se ele não te abraçasse, certo, ai sim teria problema;

enquanto vocês estivessem abraçados, ele poderia brincar com um fio de cabelo seu de forma desajeitada, ou suas mãos tocariam seu rosto de maneira gentil e encantadora. esses gestos desajeitados seriam uma extensão de sua personalidade tímida, tornando o momento ainda mais fofo e genuíno. se apostar, ele estaria avermelhado quando fizesse isso;

você sentiria o amor e a paixão que ele guarda em seu coração, mesmo que seja expresso de maneira delicada. esse abraço seria um lembrete constante de quão especial é o vínculo que vocês compartilham, repleto de carinho e cuidado.

junwoo;

esse daqui amaria abraçar você e te abraçaria com uma energia contagiante, transmitindo uma sensação de alegria e entusiasmo;

provavelmente te apertaria, mas também te daria alguns beijos lá e cá;

seria caloroso e acolhedor, como se ele estivesse envolvendo você em um abraço cheio de amor;

Junwoo não hesitaria em abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua empolgação espontânea, muito pelo contrário, ele amaria pegar você de forma desprevenida, principalmente quando ele entrasse em casa;

ele provavelmente faria movimentos animados e brincaria durante o abraço, adicionando um toque de diversão à situação;

o sorriso constante em seu rosto iluminaria o momento, e a energia cativante dele o envolveria de maneira contagiante;

Junwoo também não se conteria em expressar seu amor durante o abraço, talvez dizendo o quanto te ama e o quanto valoriza a sua presença;

cada abraço seria uma manifestação clara de sua paixão e carinho, tornando-os momentos especiais e cheios de calor.

dohyun;

ele envolveria você com uma ternura cativante, como se estivesse segurando algo precioso;

o abraço de Dohyun seria extremamente suave, transmitindo uma sensação de calma e conforto;

ele não hesitaria em abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua doçura espontânea, o que tornaria cada abraço ainda mais especial;

só cairia a ficha que ele estava agarrado em você mais uma vez quando você sentisse o calor do corpo dele contra o seu e o toque suave de suas mãos em sua cintura;

sempre, sempre e sempre estariam em sua cintura, proporcionando uma sensação de proximidade e segurança;

ele estaria sorrindo o tempo todo, irradiando felicidade e carinho;

acredito que daria uns leves selares em seu pescoço ou esfregaria o nariz em sua curvatura;

seria atento a cada momento e cada toque, expressando sua apreciação de maneira delicada e amorosa. poderia até mesmo aproveitar a oportunidade para dar pequenos beijos e sorrir de maneira singela;

você provavelmente sentiria o amor do rapaz e a valorização dele consigo.

ian;

uma experiência suave, calorosa e repleta de carinho;

ele te envolveria de maneira delicada, como se estivesse segurando algo frágil e precioso;

abraços com toda certeza quando estão sem fazer nada, apenas vendo o que passava na tv, ele te abraçaria tão suave e de uma forma tão calorosa que provavelmente daria sono;

o abraço dele seria incrivelmente suave, transmitindo uma sensação de conforto e segurança;

não hesitaria em te abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua ternura espontânea, tornando cada abraço ainda mais especial;

sentiria o calor do abraço dele, que estaria repleto de carinho e afeto;

ele veria o abraço como uma forma de compartilhar um momento íntimo e especial com você, e isso seria refletido na suavidade e no calor do gesto;

ele é alguém que demonstra seu amor através de gestos afetuosos, e durante o abraço, ele poderia sussurrar palavras doces ao pé do seu ouvido, tornando o momento ainda mais especial;

cada abraço dele seria um lembrete do afeto e da conexão de vocês.

eunho;

incrivelmente suave e caloroso, algo repleto de carinho e ternura;

ele abraçaria você de uma maneira delicada, como se estivesse segurando algo precioso, tipo, literalmente;

seus abraços seriam suaves, transmitindo uma sensação de conforto e proteção;

Eunho não hesitaria em abraçar do nada, surpreendendo você com sua ternura espontânea, o que tornaria cada abraço ainda mais especial;

totalmente o tipo que chega do nada e te abraça por trás ou até mesmo chega com passos leves até você, enquanto lava os pratos ou faz algo nesse meio;

durante o abraço, ele demonstraria sua atenção e afeto ao ajustar as mechas de seu cabelo, garantindo que tudo estivesse perfeito;

o carinho e a dedicação que ele coloca em cada detalhe tornariam o abraço ainda mais significativo;

provavelmente iria roçar seu nariz no dele se estivesse te abraçando pela frente;

você o toque gentil de suas mãos, que estariam em sintonia com a sua emoção;

Eunho seria alguém que não apenas abraça com suavidade, mas também com profundo carinho e isso se refletiria em cada gesto e toque;

cada abraço seria uma manifestação do amor e da conexão que existe entre vocês, proporcionando uma sensação de calor e aconchego.

eunseop;

abraçar o eunseop, digamos que é como uma das oitavas maravilhas do mundo;

incrivelmente caloroso, afetuoso e claramente cheio de energia;

ele abraçaria você com entusiasmo e paixão, como se estivesse celebrando a alegria de estarem juntos;

repleto de calor, dando uma sensação de proximidade e segurança;

não hesitaria de forma alguma de abraçar você do nada, e mesmo que isso fosse diário, você provavelmente se surpreenderia, porque a cada abraço, ele estaria com wolts de energia diferente;

carinhos especiais durante o abraço, alguns beijinhos lá e cá, todos totalmente fofos;

estaria demonstrando seu afeto da forma mais apaixonada possível. não hesitaria, de forma alguma mesmo de mostrar seu amor de maneira efusiva;

provavelmente te balançaria de um lado para o outro, algumas vezes com a voz sonolenta;

falando em voz sonolenta, se ele acordasse e você estivesse de pé, você teria que aguentar ele como um coala em você. e se ele estivesse dormindo, você seria o urso dele :(

#ptbr #fluffy #romantic #romance #lun8 scenarios #lun8 #lun8 headcanons #eunseop #ian #dohyun #takuma #chael #jinsu #eunho #junwoo #lun8 x reader #lun8 x leitor

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imnameimswrld · 7 months

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𝗳𝗲𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗵 – jang junwoo x fem!reader

jang junnwoo of 𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘇𝗼

disclaimers: smut, minors dni, nsfw, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it pls), strong language

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❝ somethin' about me, got you hooked on my body ❞

It's not love. How could it be ? Someone as horrible, vile, and downright inhumanely psychotic doesn't deserve love.

Maybe if we met earlier things would've been different on my end; maybe before Junwoo became all fucked up in the head, I'd have fallen for him,

But my lack of adoration proves to be no problem, because yes, I hate him – but oh dear god do i love fucking him.

"You are fucking crazy, you know that ?" I yell out as I storm into his room, not caring for entering without permission from the owner.

He exits his on suite bathroom, a robe hanging loosely on his shoulders, the belt left untied. I stop dead in my tracks, his body always seeming to amaze me whenever I see it – and I've seen it many times before.

The light reflects off of his damp torso, his abs being extenuated far more than it should. Shit, I didn't come her just to get turned on.

That smirk that I hate with a passion, yet it never fails to make me hot all over, grows on his lips and he begins slowly stalking towards me.

"Why don't you get undressed and tell me something I don't know sweetheart ?"

A voice from hell I swear...yet it carries a sweetness that must have been gifted to him by Lucifer himself before he was booted from the gates of heaven. That's how I'd describe Junwoo; a fallen and utterly deranged, broken angel. He's lost it, too far from saving, but he's so goddanm irresistible.

"I didn't come here for sex, Jang."

I huff out, placing my hands on my hips as I watch his lustful eyes shamelessly trail down my neck before stopping at my cleavage; it wasn't on purpose, I just had a stressful day at the firm and my shirt was suffocating me before I eventually popped a couple of the buttons open.

"Sure," he chuckles before standing in front me and hooking his forefinger in the opening of my shirt. "You do realise you're teasing me right now, right baby ?" he pulls the shirt slightly and leans forward, his eyes sparkling as he stares down at my bunched up breasts.

He moans softly, the sound instantly making my core vibrate. "The red lace ? Sweetie, you're killing me here."

I clench my jaw, wishing I could resist the pull and warmth his hand gives me as it cups my cheek, the other wrapping around my waist to slowly fall down over my clothed ass.

"I wish I could actually kill you, Jang Junwoo."

I whisper softly as he places his forehead against mine, his thumb gently trailing over my bottom lip as he smiles.

"You know that only turns me on, right princess ?"

Fucking hell, he's so crazy.

I didn't realize my eyes hsd fallen shut until I felt his stare down on me, and I slowly raise my lids to stare up at him. It's not necessarily love his dark brown orbs hold, of course not, he's incapable of it; but there is something soft that they hold when he looks at me. Comfort ? Content ? Whatever it is, it doesn't help the fire inside I have for him.

"You're beautiful, y/n."

"I hate you Junwoo."

Although true, it came out sultry and breathy against his dry lips, which he quickly fixes and swipes his tongue over them, only making his mouth more inviting to me.

He let's out a breath and smirks. "Keep going baby, please."

Was I suprised to learn that Jang Junwoo has a degradation kink, and that insults only make his dick hard and beg for my warmth ? Of course not.

My hands come up to settle on his chest gently, before digging my nails into his caramel skin. He throws his head back, a deep moan leaving his lips as I bring my nails down, leaving behind red lines on his otherwise flawless chest.

I step closer to close the distance between us, my stomach flush against his, and I instantly feel his erection poke against my lower stomach. My lips smile against his neck, loving the fetish he has for me.

"I wish I could rip you apart with my bare hands Jang Junwoo."

He growls softly, bringing his head back up to crash his lips down on mine, sucking harshly and biting down on them before pulling away for air.

"Fuck, I wish you could too y/n."

In the blink of an eye he has my naked, legs wrapped around his waist as he presses my back against the cold hardwood of his bedroom door. The sudden temperature immediately makes me arch my back, and he greedily takes the opportunity to dive down onto my hardened nipples.

Moaning loudly, hands pushing his robe off of his shoulders so he was only standing in his straining underwear, his lips aggressively attack my nipples and the skin around them. Once he's satisfied with the countless purple bruises littered all over my chest, he moves up to suck at my sweet spot.

As pleasurable as his lips and tongue are, I wanted to hear his crave for me. With one hand gripping his shoulder, the other travels down before grasping his length through his underwear. My action evokes a gasp before I feel his growl vibrate against my neck, his teeth biting down hard before licking up the bruise.

"If I'm the devil y/n, do you know what you'd be ?"

His head is against mine as I continue to roughly grope and stroke his clothed and throbbing member. Biting down hard on his bottom lip to reject all the loud moans that wish to leave his lips, I feel his hips begin to slowly grind into my palm. Unfortunately, no matter how desperate we are for each other, foreplay was a necessity as he's fucking huge and I'd be broken by the time his body eventually allows him to cum; by then I'm drained after reaching my climax over seven times.

"What would I be, Jang ?"

His lip has deep teeth marks in them as he closes his eyes, focusing on grinding into my palm so his climax could close in, because only then would I allow him to switch out my hand for my drenched pussy.

"The perfect angel who's dark side only I'd ever get to see. Shit, now please sweetheart," he's rock hard in my hand, and I felt the wetness of his pre-cum beneath my fingers. He's ready.

"Let me fuck you."

I smirk at his desperate tone, his brows pinched together as his damp hair sticks to his forehead that's already lightly coated in sweat.

"Permission granted, Mr Jang."

Not a second later, I watched his underwear fall to pool at his feet; I don't even get time to look down and admire his red, veiny, throbbing problem, as it quickly disappears inside of me.

A loud shriek-like sound leaves my throat, mixed with his deep moans of relief as he bottoms out completely, stretching me painfully wide; but it feels so good.

The door begins to rattle against it's hinges as he fucks into me, the sound only egging him on to go faster and harder. Another kink of his; it drives him crazy when the surface he's railing me on rattles and rocks under his force. Crazy i tell you.

"Fuck Junwoo !"

His dick hits my g-spot repeatedly, one hand leaving my hip to press down on my lower stomach, constricting the space inside of me so he can feel more of me on him.

"Louder princess, I want my whole neighborhood to know how good I fuck you."

A devilish smile pulls at my lips, and I slide one hand into the hair on the back of his head, before gripping tightly to pull his head back. He releases a string of soft moans as he stares into my now dark eyes, a murderous look in them that only he could ever evoke from me; and I know he loves it.

"No one will ever know what goes down between you and I, Junwoo-ssi,"

His mouth hangs open slightly, his hot breath hitting my lips as he groans at the sight of my lustful glare.

"Our secret will go down to your grave once that italian kills you, got that, sweetie ?"

Another moan before he can no longer resist, and kisses me harshly so that my head is pressed against the door. Our wet lips curling together mixes with the sound of his skin slapping against mine, as well as the sound of the door rattling under his strength.

I felt my high on the edge, and my nails scrape at his back, breathy moans leaving my mouth to reside in his.

"Please tell me you're close Jang, I don't know how much longer I can..." I couldn't even finish my sentence as everytime his tip grazes my center it pushed me closer, and closer to the end.

Junwoo slides his warm tongue along my bottom lip, a knowing a smirk pulling at his lips.

"Oh I'm close princess, your hand really did a number on me earlier."

I groan as I niped his bottom lip, "Good, fuck."

He picks up his pace, racing to the finish line; my brows pinch together when I felt the knot seconds away from bursting.

I shake my head rapidly against his, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum Jang," I moan out, unable to hold back any longer.

"Cum for me sweetheart."

His hands hold my shaking thighs before giving an immensely hard thrust into me, and a loud, strenuous moan leaves my throat as I felt the knot burst inside of me, a wave of pleasure encasing my body.

Junwoo releases a mixture of moans and deep groans as he cums inside of me, his head falling to the crook of my neck as his thrusts turn mellow to ride us through our high.

"Dear God y/n, you're too perfect for me."

My chest heaves against his, my body completely giving up on me and sinks down into his hands that are soothingly rubbing my thighs.

"I know."

He chuckles softly against my neck, before pecking the skin there and coming up to examine my fucked out face.

"Would you like to stay over ?" I just barely raise my lids to meet his gaze. "I have work to do, I wasn't planning on sleeping tonight anyways."

I nod slowly, shifting as I was now sensitive all over and he was still inside of me.

Wrapping his arms around my waist securely, he slowly pulls himself out, before carrying me bridal style to his queen sized bed. The moment I felt the soft cotton sheets being pulled over my body, I sigh in content and allow my body to sink into his amazingly comfortable mattress.

"I'm seriously stealing this bed when you die."

He somehow hears my mumble upon returning from his bathroom, a wet towel in hand. He chuckles as he pulls back the covers to start gently cleaning me up.

"Take whatever you want y/n."

My brows furrow, and I look up at his beautiful face with a questioning yet absolutely exhausted gaze. "Oh, going soft on me Jang ?"

He smirks, and I watch as he leans down to place a soft kiss to my forehead. "Maybe just a little."

He then retrieves his robe to cover his body, before switching off the lights.

( No pov... )

"I still hate you Jang."

He smiles in the darkness, her words only making his heart flutter in his chest.

"Careful princess, you know what those words do to me." He stands by the door as he watchs her. A soft chuckle leaves her lips, and he stays for a little while longer until hearing her soft sleeping breaths, her figure now still and resting.

He smiles one last time at the beauty that was gifted to torture him in this life, before leaving his bedroom quietly. Striding towards his office, his brother, who must have arrived not too long ago with Myunghee and Seunghyuk as he still held a full glass of whiskey in his hands, rises from the sofa to follow behind Junwoo.

"Miss Y/n was hear again ?"

He snorts softly, pouring his own glass of whiskey himself in his leather chair.

"Could those sounds have told you otherwise little brother ?"

"For all I know you could have been murdering someone hyung,"

Not long after Junwoo was driving his dick into y/n, Hanseo, Myunghee, and Seunghyuk entered his house. Although Hanseo was nonchalant as her moans echoed throughout the house, the two older lawyers by his side were absolutely horrified.

Even now, as they stood and stared at a clearly satisfied Jang Junwoo in his big leather chair, a smile on his face, their faces held deep looks of disgust and mild trauma.

"Hyung, you realise you're fucking the enemy right ?" Hanseo said timidly, the lawyers beside still unsure of what to say.

Junwoo just chuckles as he takes a gulp from his drink, before releasing a satisfied hum. "If you knew how good that woman felt Hanseo-yah, you'd do the same,"

He closes his eyes briefly, and her naked chest covered in bruises flashes in his memories; he leans back to feel the sting of her scratches against his back. He's probably bleeding slightly, but he couldn't care less. If anything, the pain just made him feel all giddy inside.

"Trust me little brother. You'd risk it all to just have a taste of woman like her."

#vincenzo #ok taecyeon #jang jun woo #kdrama #imagine #smut #2pm taecyeon #2pm kpop #2pm #Spotify

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suhnshinehaos · 2 years

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crush culture : part twenty-eight

synopsis : ln yn has always flirted with huang renjun. but they do that with literally everyone else too, they couldn’t possibly be serious about pursuing him, right? on their final year of university, yn is determined to show that they are. with all the walls that renjun has built around himself, will they be strong enough to succeed in tearing them down? pairing : huang renjun x gn!reader genre/s : university + student council au, fluff, angst, pining, slice of life, humor part 28 wc : ~1k

part twenty-eight : clear skies

previous ➤ part twenty-seven : doing great sweeties next ➤ part twenty-nine crush culture ➤ masterlist

yangyang needed this. that’s all there is to it.

technically, he could have asked to reschedule. the project was due next week, he could have waited until jungwoo recovered so you could work on this particular part together. but you had already made that statement : it was only going to be you and him. and if he was really about to let you go, completely and truthfully, then this was an opportunity that he had to take.

part of it feels like a betrayal. renjun is practically his best friend, and there’s a tinge of guilt that makes its way to his system when he waits outside your final class of the day. even more so when you greet him with a large grin the second your eyes meet his.

“did you wait long?”

yangyang shook his head, keeping his voice as even as possible, “felt like i aged ten years just from standing here.”

“whatever, yang. let’s go.” you rolled your eyes, but kept that same smile on your face as you lead the way.

let it happen, yang. he reminded himself. give yourself this one day.

it wasn’t even a full day to begin with; it was an afternoon.

an afternoon of going through dusty library shelves for books neither of you were ever going to read, kissing up to librarians of universities neither of you attended, pacing back and forth between rows and rows of wooden tables and trying not to bump into any of the corners.

boring for most, but it would have to be enough for him.

because now here he is, walking the cobblestoned paths of his college campus, the sun long gone and you’re right next to him.

you’re talking about something, but he’s not entirely sure what. he sees your lips moving, sound falls on his ears, but he just couldn’t make out the words. too distracted by the fact that if he moved just a few inches closer, your hand would brush against his own.

the sound of a text notification snaps him out of his trance as both of you completely stop walking so you could check.

even under the harsh glare of your phone’s brightness, or the worried furrow that appeared between your brows, or that small pout that formed on your bottom lip, you were breathtaking. exactly why his heart broke the tiniest bit when he’s unable to help himself from sneaking a glance at the text haechan had sent.

“you should go to him.”

his voice is clear, breaking through the crisp night air. not a single shroud of hesitation. not the the slightest waver to his voice.

the pout on your lips grows deeper, “but we were supposed to have dinner together.”

the two of you vowed that afternoon that if you finished the list of libraries your professor had tasked the class to visit, you would get dinner together in celebration. he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, especially not to you and definitely not to renjun, but he worked a little harder than usual today.

oh well.

when it’s between him or renjun, yangyang knew exactly who you’d pick.

“we can go some other time… at least junwoo can be with us too.” yangyang reassures, but he’s unable to look at you directly. instead, his gaze finds its way to the sky above his head.

dark. clear. filled with stars, bright and twinkling. complimented by the moon, big and beaming and almost overwhelmingly enchanting. you couldn’t help but look up too.

“woah,” you let out a low whistle.

yangyang nods in agreement, “beautiful, isn’t it?”

“i know.”

it’s the way you looked back at him, the slight shift in the tone of your voice that lets him know. you knew. there’s no need for an explanation to the underlying meaning. you just knew.

maybe it was jungwoo that tipped you off. maybe a part of you always knew, you just chose not to believe it. it doesn’t matter, it’s all out in the open now.

you couldn’t help the way your feet moved on their own, closing the already small space between you. you’re unable to stop your arms from wrapping around him, engulfing him in a hug. at the the end of the day, he was still one of your closest friends. it broke your heart to break his, unknowingly it may be.

yangyang chuckles and you feel it when he hugs you back, pulling you even closer to his chest, “what’s this for?”

“i’m sorry,” you mumble. the words don’t feel enough, but you couldn’t find anything else to say. your chest tightens, guilt creeping into your veins.

“don’t be,” he shakes his head and pulls away slightly, placing his hands on your shoulders so his gaze could meet yours, “i’ll survive.”

yangyang smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. not in the way it always does. before you could part your lips to say something else, he’s already let go of you, gently pushing you towards the direction of the council room. where renjun was. where your heart belonged.

“go. i’ll be okay.”

you knew, and that was enough for him.

“they’re going to be so lucky. the next person who captures your heart.” you say with a smile, sincere and hopeful for what the future had in store for him.

“thank you, yn. for everything.” yangyang smiles at you one last time, raising a hand to wave at you as you walked away from him.

it’s silent, a slight breeze blowing past him. there’s a dull ache that fills his chest, it doesn’t sting like he expected it too. but he lets himself feel it as he stands there, feet glued to the ground beneath his feet. he can’t help but watch your figure grow smaller and smaller until you eventually disappear from his line of sight. a sigh escapes his lips, pained and heavy.

it’s a complicated feeling; while the dull ache in his chest remained, a weight had also been lifted off his shoulders.

he really did need this.

and with one last look at the clear night sky, yangyang finally lets you go.

from reese, with love <3 didn’t feel right to end this series without a proper acknowledgement of yang’s feelings from yn... sorry for the angst, but dw it’s going to be fluffy from here :) thank you sm for reading !! as always, id love to know what you think :)) hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :))

also,, don’t hurt too much for best boy second lead yang-- i do have something planned for him ;>

#🦋 — crush culture!#nct dream x reader #nct x reader #renjun x reader #nct dream imagines #nct dream fluff #nct dream smau #nct dream series #nct dream scenarios #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct smau #nct series #nct scenarios #renjun imagines #renjun fluff #renjun smau

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bangtanstanst · 1 year

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Once a Killer | 14 (epilogue)

prologue • part one • part two • part three • part four • part five • part six • part seven • part eight • part nine • part ten • part eleven • part twelve • part thirteen • part fourteen

When you left your hometown, you left behind everything you knew and you never looked back. Now, years later, you’re living life on your own terms. But when your past comes back to haunt you, you find yourself at a crossroads once more. There’s just one thing you know for sure – you will not run away anymore. No matter how hard it gets.

≽ pairing: taehyung x reader ≽ genre: mafia/cop au, fluff, hints of (past) angst ≽ warnings: mentions of a (healed) bullet wound & a past fire ≽ word count: 3.7k

a/n: hello and welcome to the last part of oak ahhhhh!!!!!!! I can't believe this is actually the last part, just in time for new year's ;) I hope you enjoy😊 Also, happy taehyung day y'all!!!💕💕

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“Yes, thank you, Junwoo. I’m standing in front of the courthouse, where the leader of the notorious ‘Devil’s Scouts’ has just been found guilty on several counts including drug trafficking, racketeering, and homicide, and will now have to await his sentencing hearing scheduled next week. I have police sergeant Kim Namjoon here next to me to elaborate on what could be awaiting Park next Friday – sergeant Kim, how big is the chance he’ll get any less than life without parole?”

“Of course, we’re hoping –”

Taehyung pointedly switches off the radio, glancing at you from the driver’s seat before looking back at the road. “He’ll be off the streets for the rest of his life,” he decides, nodding to emphasise his words.

You let out a sigh, straightening out your simple grey dress. Your eyes are drooping as you look out the window, and you’re slumping in your seat. Despite over a year of recovery and physical therapy, you can still feel a dull ache in your right shoulder, which doesn’t exactly help in lifting your spirits. “I know.”

You heave a sigh, watching as the courthouse grows smaller and smaller in the side mirror. When Taehyung turns a corner, it finally disappears from sight, and you bite on your tongue as your eyes flutter closed and you lean back. Your heart still feels as heavy as it did when you entered the courtroom this morning.

Taehyung takes a breath, seeming to want to speak up, but then lets the breath back out. You know him well enough to know what he was going to say, though – the same thing he’d been repeating up until this morning, the start of the last day of Jimin’s trial. Are you sure we should’ve come?

You still don’t know the exact answer to that question.

“It’s just weird,” you say, shaking your head in a halfhearted attempt to rid yourself of any doubts. Closure. You’re getting closure out of this– trying to, at least. You turn to look at him, sending him a smile for good measure. “It feels so final when I know there’ll be appeals and hearings and more appeals, and…”

He puts a hand on yours, intertwining your fingers as he keeps his eyes fixed on the road. “We’ll worry about that when the time comes,” he says, glancing at you. “Hell, I’m no lawyer, but even I could tell their defence was absolute bullshit. You never know, maybe they’re scared he’ll get a worse sentence if they do appeal.”

You breathe out a laugh, staring down at your hands. “I guess so.”

“No– no guessing. I know it,” he returns, sending you a gentle smile. You return the sentiment and he nods, satisfied for now. “Now, let’s just get to the shelter and eat before I start on that sauce packet that’s been in the glove department for, like, a year.”

With a laugh, you glance out the windshield, watching the colourful collection of townhouses, restaurants, apartment buildings, and storefronts you pass. The streets are bustling with people; some are dressed up for dinner, some are walking their dogs in sweatpants and hoodies, and others are still in their work uniforms. “Should I text the others to go ahead and order more?” you ask, letting go of his hand to lean down and dig around for your phone in the purse at your feet.

“Nah, I’m pretty sure Hoseok and Minji got just about every item on the menu.”

A chuckle escapes your lips and you nod, though you keep your phone in your hand, playing with it for a while as silence takes over the car. In the corner of your eye, you spot the shelter up ahead. It has been rebuilt completely, bigger and better than before; the building stands proudly in the exact place of its predecessor, stark against the sky now coloured in pinks and purples. The mere sight makes you smile, your chest filling with joy for a fleeting moment– before it dissipates again with a mere sigh, and you focus on your phone.

You aimlessly swipe around while Taehyung focuses on driving; you open different apps before closing them again after only a second, the soft hum of the engine filling your ears. You don’t bother to check your notifications – you don’t think you can muster up the energy to reply to anyone right now.

“Jungkook said you tried to call Yoongi again.”

You let out a sharp sigh and your eyes flutter closed for a moment. Your chest aches. “Yeah,” you reply softly, your finger idly swiping across the screen. You clear your throat. “He still isn’t accepting my calls, though, so I guess it’s fine.”

Taehyung falls silent for a moment. He takes a breath, lets it out, glances at you before looking back at the road. “Look, I really do admire the fact that you keep trying to reach out, but…”

“I know.” You lift your eyes to look at him, and you take his hand to give it a soft squeeze. “But it’s Yoongi. I can’t stop trying, especially when his trial hasn’t even started and there’s still a chance that…” you trail off, shaking your head and scoffing at yourself. “Well, you know.”

He bites on his bottom lip, nodding slowly as he pulls into the shelter’s parking lot, smoothly turning into an empty spot. You can tell he has a lot to say; you know he does. You’ve talked about it too many times to count at this point – with him, with Jungkook, with Seokjin, with Namjoon… They’ve told you again and again that it’s been years, that a lot has happened– that you are not the same, and neither is he. And they’re right.

Which is probably why he skips that part. “It’ll never be over if you never stop, you know.”

His hand slips out of yours. You follow it with your eyes as he takes hold of the keys and switches off the engine, the car falling completely silent once its hum fades.

“It doesn’t have to be over,” you answer finally. Taehyung frowns but remains silent, subtly tilting his head. “I can just roll with whatever happens and hope it doesn’t bite me in the ass at some point.”

An amused smile pulls at Taehyung’s lips and he nods slowly, undoing his seatbelt. “And even if it does, you can just bite right back.”

You grin when he holds up his hand for a high five. “Exactly,” you say as you slap his hand. With a start, you wince and pull back, hissing. Your other hand shoots up to where the bullet went clean through your shoulder. Taehyung’s face falls immediately, eyes widening, and he leans forward – but you just grin and laugh, your hand dropping back into your lap. “Psych!”

“You’re the worst,” he says, though it’s through a laugh. He slips out of the car before you can reply and you simply chuckle, undoing your own seatbelt and following him outside. You meet him on the way to the entrance, slipping your hand into his. “You’re lucky you’re so beautiful,” he adds in a murmur, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

You smile at his comment, softly elbowing his side as you walk up to the shelter’s entrance. The lights at the front of the building are off and a ‘closed’ sign hangs against the glass doors. A kitten peeks through the O, and a puppy through the letter D. “And I’m lucky you’re so adorable,” you add, making him laugh as he fishes the keys out of his pocket.

“Even more adorable than Yeontan?” he asks in jest, unlocking the door and swinging it open. You step into the small vestibule, and he locks the main door before opening the door to the large, expansive lobby, locking that as soon as you’ve slipped inside.

The reception desk rests against the far wall across from the entrance. White wooden benches line the walls, bright pillows loosely arranged on the surface to provide some comfort. A round table sits in the middle, a vase with colourful dried flowers adorning its centre. The floor-to-ceiling windows let in enough natural light that the room looks bright even though the sun has started to set. “Are you sure that’s even possible?”

You snort, playfully flicking his arm as you make your way to the back of the shelter. The long hallway is lined with unassuming grey doors, all closed. Pawprint stickers of different animals in a rainbow of colours decorate their surface, as well as the walls. Most of the rooms are already full even though the shelter only officially reopens tomorrow; it would’ve been wrong to wait until the building was entirely finished, the team had decided unanimously. “More adorable in a human way,” you say with a smile, at which he grins.

“I knew it,” he says through a playful huff as you walk to the break room, exuberant chatter streaming out from the crack between the door and its frame. A sliver of warm light casts across the grey floor, beckoning you inside. “You like Yeontan better than me.”

You draw in a loud gasp when the words leave his mouth, and you come to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hallway. “I do not!” you insist, crossing your arms over your chest.

Taehyung pouts at you, though you can see the corners of his lips twitching with amusement. “Then prove it.”

You smile, taking a step closer and wrapping your arms around him. “I like you the very, very best, Tae,” you say lowly, briefly pressing your lips to his.

His pout quickly fades into a grin. “That’s very, very good to know,” he says in a soft imitation of your response. He leans back in for another kiss, his hands on your lower back to keep you pressed up to him. His embrace is warm and you gladly melt into him, letting out a slow, content breath as his fingers ghost across your cheek, your neck, swiping your hair off your shoulder. Goosebumps rise on your skin at his touch.

“Woof!”

With a giggle, you pull back and look down at the small ball of fluff now yapping at your feet, jumping at your ankles. “Hey, speak of the devil!” you remark happily, crouching down to run your hand through Yeontan’s soft fur.

“Guys, food’s getting cold!” a voice rings from further down the corridor, and you look up to see Hoseok peeking his head out of the break room. He sends you a smile. “We went ahead and ordered pretty much everything.”

You don’t miss the ha, knew it! look Taehyung gives you, and you hold back an amused laugh as you keep petting Yeontan.

“Good thinking, because I’m starving,” Taehyung tells Hoseok with an excited grin, walking ahead to the break room. You pick up Yeontan and rock him in your arms before following your boyfriend inside.

The break room is much smaller than most other rooms in the building, but big enough to house the shelter’s growing team of employees. The kitchen counter stretches along the left wall, a row of windows covering the wall across from the door. A large, wooden table occupies the middle of the room, surrounded by a collection of thrifted and thus mismatched chairs. A white desk is pushed against the right wall, holding two enormous monitors with live footage of the rooms housing all the animals. The large staff bulletin board hangs on the wall right next to the desk, already filled with announcements, schedules, pictures, and colourful post-its.

Hoseok and Minji have already been joined by Jungkook, and their feet scurry across the greyish-blue linoleum floor as they deck the table. A large blue banner hangs on the wall above the bulletin board, reading It’s a boy! conviction!, and you can’t help but laugh. You take a moment to stare at it and an elated feeling washes over you, your smile softening. Yeontan pants up at you with wide, confused eyes.

“Hey, Y/N!” Jungkook greets you, abandoning a stack of plates on the counter to briefly hug you in greeting. “Long time no see,” he jokes. You put Yeontan back on the ground, and he immediately runs off to yap at Taehyung’s shins.

“I’m surprised you got here before us,” you return, walking up to the counter and grabbing a few glasses from the cabinets.

Jungkook grins and shrugs, picking the plates back up. “I just know a couple shortcuts,” he shoots back, plopping the dishes on the table much more hurriedly than he needs to. You place the glasses beside them.

“Yeah, a little route called breaking the speed limit,” Minji butts in with a snort, unpacking the boxes of Chinese food and arranging them in the middle of the table. “Congratulations, by the way,” she adds, walking up to you to give you a tight hug.

You smile, hugging her back. “You, too, with the grand reopening and everything,” you reply as you break apart. “Busy days ahead, I’m sure.”

She grins brightly. “Damn right,” she says, turning back to the table. “So this better not be a late night, because we have lots of pets to take care of in the morning.”

You laugh and nod firmly. “I’ll get Taehyung home before twelve, ma’am,” you tell her, and she chuckles – though her laughter quickly fades when her phone chimes on the counter and her head snaps into the direction of the sound. She drops pretty much everything in her hands to check the message.

A bright smile washes over her face when she looks at the screen, and you raise an eyebrow at her as she quickly stuffs her phone into her back pocket. She clears her throat and straightens up, wiping the giddy smile off her face. “Namjoon and Seokjin are here, I’m just gonna go get them,” she announces to the room, dashing out without waiting for a response – and you swear she’s hiding a bright red blush behind her hair. Even Yeontan stills, his ears perking up as he looks in the direction of the door before he happily bounces onward.

Hoseok joins you to take over Minji’s job of unpacking the food. Jungkook and Taehyung are wrapped up in a conversation about speed limits and stoplights, and you smile in amusement as you turn to Hoseok. “So, how does it feel, having the building back?”

A soft smile pulls at his lips, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “It helps, y’know, to… move on, I guess,” he says, nodding slowly. He focuses on straightening out some of the plates and glasses to make more room for the food. “Finally getting back into things,” he adds. There’s still a glint of sadness in his eyes, and your smile fades into an expression of sympathy. You haven’t talked about the fire with him all that much – he seems to do his very best to avoid the topic if he can, and you certainly don’t blame him. Seeing the sadness in his eyes just drives that point home.

“I’m sorry, Hoseok,” you say, leaning your hip against the sturdy table. Hoseok lets out a slightly shaky breath, his movements slowing. “I should’ve– it should have never happened. I’m sorry.”

He looks up at you, his smile faded now. “Not your fault,” he insists, his voice soft. “It happened, there’s nothing to do about it now.” He takes in a deep breath and lets it back out, nodding firmly. “All we can all do is try to move on, right? Deal with it until it can’t hurt us as much.”

You can’t help but smile. “Wise words.”

His grin reaches his eyes this time. “What can I say– I’m an old soul.”

Breathing out a laugh, you turn back to the food, opening your mouth to respond –

The door to the shelter slams closed, and three cheerful familiar voices echo off the walls. A hush falls over the room, and you exchange looks.

“I’ll bet it’s happening soon,” Jungkook says lowly, a mischievous grin pulling at his lips. He glances at the doorway, and the room falls silent once more – everyone focuses on the voices of Minji, Namjoon, and Seokjin as she leads the other two to the break room. Minji giggles and your brows shoot up, your eyes widening in excitement. “Maybe tonight.”

You snort. “I’d be surprised if it hasn’t happened already,” you return. “Really, it’s –”

The rest of your sentence dies out when you hear Seokjin’s laughter approaching, and you clear your throat and plaster on a casual smile to greet both him and Namjoon when they enter.

Only Namjoon hears your ‘hello’ and replies with a kind smile; Seokjin is already busy talking with Minji and making her giggle yet again. Jungkook, Hoseok, and Taehyung freeze, staring at the two as they walk over to the counter and pour themselves two glasses of water.

Though he’s still wearing his sombre black suit, Seokjin looks much happier than when you’d sat beside him on the hard courtroom benches less than an hour ago. The tight, solemn look on his face has faded, replaced with a bright smile as he looks at Minji.

“Love the banner,” Namjoon remarks as he walks up to join you, though no one turns to look at him or the banner – all eyes and ears are fixed on your two friends as they happily chat with each other. You don’t think you’ve seen Seokjin smile this much since... well, since he talked to Minji last week.

But that’s exactly the point.

“He asked if she was gonna be here today,” Namjoon adds in a conspiratorial tone, at which all heads snap over to him in unison. He laughs, crossing his arms. “There we go! Hi, guys!”

“Wait, so you only said that to get our attention?!” Hoseok hisses, his eyes flickering to Minji and Seokjin, who are still standing at the counter and talking – completely oblivious to your conversation. “It wasn’t actually true?”

Namjoon shrugs. “Does it matter?” he returns, though the corners of his lips are trembling with the beginnings of a smile.

“Of course it does!” Taehyung replies in a whisper. Yeontan barks up at Namjoon’s ankles to underline his words and Namjoon fights to hold back his laughter. “It means I can still win.”

You snort. “I’m sorry to say this, babe, but not a chance,” you shoot back, grinning when you hear Seokjin and Minji’s laughter echo through the room. “Minji’s still gonna be the one to make the first move. Right, Hobi?”

Hoseok grins. “Guaranteed.”

“Bullshit!” Jungkook protests, frantically shaking his head. “I might not know much, but I’m goddamn sure that –”

“What are you guys talking about?”

The group falls silent and freezes for a moment, then slowly turns to the pair that just joined you. Seokjin and Minji still seem oblivious; they just stand there, waiting for an answer you most certainly don’t want to give.

“We uh…”

“Beer!” you exclaim, plastering on a casual smile and turning to your friends. “I was just asking what beer the guys got.”

“Yes, beer. Let’s get some beer,” Jungkook confirms with an emphatic nod, following you over to the corner of the break room and leaving behind a slightly confused Minji and Seokjin. “I’m still right,” he insists lowly as you bend down to grab some bottles from the crate.

“No, she kinda took the initiative, actually,” Seokjin butts in, swiping two bottles out of your hand. He opens both and hands one over to Minji.

She just smiles bashfully and leans down to pet Yeontan, unable to hide her red cheeks. You cheer at the confirmation of your victory, throwing your hands up in the air and jumping into a hug with Hoseok. Taehyung sulks and sinks into a lime green plastic chair, and Jungkook sips from his beer with a scowl, leaning against the windows.

Namjoon simply leans back in a baby pink rolling chair, his arms crossed, an amused smile teased over his lips. “I can’t say I’m not surprised,” he says with a laugh.

You break away from Hoseok, walking up to Taehyung’s chair to sling an arm around his shoulders. “Hey, it’s alright, lose– I mean, babe,” you tease, ruffling his hair. He scowls in response – there’s a glint of amusement in his eyes as he looks up at you, though, and his disappointed expression is a little too theatrical to be real. You grin. “Already accepting your fate, I see?”

“I’m not!” Taehyung protests, pointedly grabbing your hand and taking it off his shoulder. He pulls you into his lap and you yelp, thrown off your balance, bumping into the arm he holds against your back to keep you from falling to the floor. “Just you wait and see,” he says, wrapping his arms around your waist while you sit up and put yours around his neck. “Next bet’s gonna be mine for the winning.”

“No can do. Next one’s on you two,” Hoseok retorts with a shake of his head – when he realises what he’s actually said, though, his eyes widen and he looks up from his beer, just in time for Seokjin to hit him in the back of his head. “No, wait, I –”

Seokjin’s glare is enough to shut him up, and he quickly takes a sip of beer.

Taehyung leans over to Jungkook, who’s pulled back a simple wooden chair and plopped down on the deep-blue polka-dotted pillow. “Can I get in on that one?” he whispers.

Jungkook shrugs apologetically, his eyes lighting up with laughter. “Sorry, man,” he says. “First rule of the bet– don’t talk about the bet.”

You snort and gently poke Taehyung’s ribs, leaning closer to stage whisper in his ear. “I say we have a bet on the bet.”

He chuckles, raising a brow. “What are we putting on the table?” he replies with a growing grin, his arms tightening around you. You snort and shake your head, playfully tickling the underside of his jaw. “Hey, I’m just saying, money isn’t the only thing we can bet with here.”

A gagging sound pulls you out of your conversation. “Oh, god, please don’t turn into that,” Jungkook remarks to Seokjin and Minji. “I can’t handle two of those.”

A laugh. “Too late.”

a/n: ahhhh I hope you liked it!! It's been so long since I wrote the story and started uploading that I can't quite believe this is actually the last chapter🥺 Thanks so so much for reading and sticking with the series all the way through, it genuinely means a lot and I very much hope you enjoyed the ride💕 Let me know what you thought of this part or of the whole series, I'd love to hear from you!! Anyhoot, I hope you have a wonderful day/night, and that you have an amazing 2023!!💕💕

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stt4lk3r · 8 months

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The trainee - Hanseok x Reader

I was twirling a pen between my fingers, listening to Myung Hee endless speech. Truth be told, I didn't care what the woman was saying, I certainly have much bigger problems to solve in this company.

— ...and that's why we have to keep an eye on them, we can't let it go quietly, we have to dig deep and...

The door opened abruptly, snapping me back to reality, ready to fight with the asshole who had practically kicked the door in.

But I couldn't do that. Not with him.

— Ms. Choi, Miss Kim —the boy bowed right after saying our last names, seeming to fumble with several papers in his arms —Sorry, I really needed to deliver these documents.

— I think I'd better hire some other interns —Myung Hee stood up, realizing that he wasn't going to be able to continue his conversation. —Have a good time.

I whispered a "you go" as Choi walked out the door.

— You saved me from having to listen to another half hour of bullshit.

— And again things conspire in our favor, —he threw the papers on the table, and as soon as I picked them up to read them, I saw that they were empty.

Hanseok smiled. We were almost boyfriend and girlfriend, living a double life where I was the boss and he was one of the employees. But in reality, we were both the bosses. And owners.

The company was divided 50% to him, and 50% to me. Hanseo, his younger brother, didn't know that yet. It was his father's orders, one of the few requests in the will.

They both saw the advantage in this arrangement, I love to lead, and I do it very well on my own. Hanseok, on the other hand, is having fun while pretending to be a good guy.

— Miss Kim, I've finished all my work for today —he pushed his chair back to stand in front of me, between the table and me —are you going to let me go early?

— Junwoo darling, if I let you go now, I'll have to let the others go too. It's not fair.

He laughed. Totally out of character, he laughed. That laugh was music to my tired ears —from Mrs. Choi's blah blah blah.

— If I ask nicely, will you let me off a few minutes early? —she leaned towards me—

— I'll think about your case.

I played with his blue tie, while Hanseok looked at me with the same look as when he had to feign innocence in front of everyone.

I pulled the tie tight, and our lips came together in a rather indecent kiss. His large, firm hands squeezed my thighs, lifting my skirt and caressing the area. My fingers carefully opened the first buttons of his white dress shirt.

Damn, Hanseok, how can you look so hot dressed like that?

Soon the kiss became fiercer, more anxious. I unzipped his underpants, stroking the slightly damp bulge above his underwear. Realizing that my legs were open, Hanseok slipped his body between them, rubbing our intimacies urgently. He moved my waist in rhythm with his hands. His mouth explored my neck, making me arch my back in pleasure.

I gasped for breath for a moment and let out a moan that I'd been holding back.

— We'd better stop here, Y/n. —she pulled away— They must be missing me downstairs by now, so I'd better go.

—All right, —I smoothed down my skirt— you'd better be careful or our plan will fall apart.

—Yes, I will, miss, —he smiled faintly— we'll finish this later.

#imagine #jang hanseok #vincenzo #fanfic #+16 #jang jun woo #dorama

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mikanotes · 2 years

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— chilly

han-seok x gn!reader | shortfic.

genre: established relationship, comfort

warnings: mentions of killing, blood and anxiety. this takes place after the *literally kills someone then giggles and shrugs and says “surprise!” with a smile* scene if u were wondering

synopsis: hanseok isn’t just a merciless killer. sometimes. and the blood he carried on his hand never bothered you. not when he always took the time to wash it off properly before running his fingers on your face.

author’s note: i’ll write proper fics for him later rn i just wanted to write a comfort fic this is self indulgent bcos i’m feeling anxioussss also i couldnt find a gif of him saying his iconic “surprise” OTL cries

“You have blood on your cheek.” you said.

Hanseok had just come home after spending a while outside in the middle of the night. He only told you it had something to do with Hanseo and people never listening to what he said, which in itself, wasn’t much to go by. Hanseok could very well spend a day complaining about either of the two, so well.

He swiped his thumb over his cheek and looked at it, before furrowing his eyebrows and rubbing the back of his hand there again. This time a little smudge of blood was visible on his skin. He chuckled quietly and looked up at you. “Ah. Seems like it.”

You weren’t at all phased by the blood. It wasn’t really something that surprised you, anymore. And you knew what blood looked like, just as anyone else. Seeing it on his face precisely didn’t shake you in the slightest. It was almost normal. You sighed and brought your knees closer to your chest. “Did you go and kill someone, or something?”

“Something like that.” he exhaled in what seemed like satisfaction as he took off his jacket. He started walking towards the bathroom but stopped at the door to look at you over his shoulder. “What’s up with you?”

You shrugged. He pouted a bit but walked into the bathroom. You had no doubt he was trying to wash off the blood from his face and hands, and would probably come out with a different shirt at least. You sighed and let your head fall sideways onto the couch you were sitting on.You were tired. A bit sleepy. There was no reason for you to be on the couch rather than on the bed, really. You just didn’t think of moving. And didn’t really have the energy to, either.

Hanseok walked back into the room without a drop of blood on his skin and with a new hoodie. Just as you thought. He walked over to where you sat and plopped down next to you with a sigh. “What a very slightly eventful day. How about yours? You look exhausted.”

“Don’t know. I’m just tired.”

Hanseok hummed and pursed his lips, looking away before smiling and turning towards you. He opened his arms and you gave him a questioning look. He waved his hands towards himself, clearly beckoning you over. “Come here.”

You shook your head no. You didn’t feel like moving. Hanseok sighed and wrapped his arms around you, easily pulling you onto his lap and into his hold. You didn’t shake him off. Really, you didn’t mind it— You just didn’t have the energy to move. And it felt better now that he was holding you, too.

Hanseok gently caressed the side of your head, fingers eventually grazing your cheek. He smiled to himself at the sight of you, then looked you in the eye. “Don’t worry.”

“Easier said than done.”

He smiled. “As usual.” he said, “But still. I’m here. It’s okay.”

You sighed and let your head fall onto his shoulders, staring into nothing in particular as you practically dozed off. The atmosphere was much more comfortable with Hanseok around. Maybe it was ironic, because you knew he’d just come back from literally killing someone. But, well. It was Jang Hanseok. To you, this was just part of him, and you were used to it by now. It didn’t concern you much, and he knew that too.

So with this trust in him, you eventually fell asleep in his arms, comforted by the warmth and firm hold he had on you.

#crying streaks i love and miss him so much #jang hanseok x reader #hanseok x reader #jang han seok x reader #han seok x reader #vincenzo x reader #hanseok vincenzo x reader #han seok vincenzo x reader #x reader #not gna tag this as junwoo in case someone wants to read for him but doesnt know who he really is yet LMFAO

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dreamiesminx · 2 years

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Dirty Little Baby

paring: Hard Dom!Jungwoo x Sub!fem!Reader

word count: a little over 1.8k

summary:

Jungwoo isn’t normal the jealous type, He’s fine with his coworkers knowing you but this coworker seems to know things about you that he doesn’t

warning:

complete Filth,pussy smacking, spitting,crying, Hard dom jungwoo like seriously, messy cum play towards the end, creampie, light face slapping, jungwoo calls you baby a lot because your his little baby, daddy kink mentioned, degrading and i think that’s all lmao

author note:

watch this and this for before read, angry jungwoo is so damn hot… also i haven’t written in like 2-3 years so it might have mistakes but enjoy

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Your body lays on the bed, In the prettiest white lingerie set because Jungwoo likes his baby to look pretty and this is the prettiest set. Jungwoo stared down at you, His glare heavy and his lips pushing out slightly with anger. You open your legs, thinking that maybe He was upset at that.

When jungwoo texted you to be ready for him, you didn’t know what to expect. an Angry Jungwoo in his button up from work, wasn't what you expect since he never likes to get his suit dirty and usually showers and changes as soon as he gets home.

“I didn’t know my baby was so dirty.”Jungwoo shakes his head at you and loosens up his tie. You shook your head no immediately.

“You’re not dirty?” You shake your head again, “That’s not what Jaehyun from work told me.”

Your eyes widen at the name mentioned. It's been 3 years since you last saw Jaehyun from your horrible break up. You didn’t think you’d have to speak of him again.

“oh so you know Jaehyun.” Jungwoo pulls his tie completely off and uncuffs his cufflinks. You nod slowly, looking down at Jungwoo’s crotch. It was so hard and it matched his anger perfectly and you want nothing more than to swallow him.

“My eyes are up here,baby.” Jungwoo smacked your calf, “you know your rules, Eye contact is a must.” You look at him in his eyes with a doe look in your eye.

“Jaehyun saw you on my lock screen,” jungwoo unbuttons the first few buttons on his shirt, “He asked me if you were my girl.”

“He did?” You stutter, shifting slightly in the bed.”What did you say?” You reach for his hand but he pushes your hand away from him.

“I told him Yes because you're my baby, Right?” You nod your head fast and eagerly at his words, “And he told me that I was lucky because you’re so nasty.”

“I was curious so I asked him why he thinks that,” Jungwoo walks over to his dresser, carefully placing his tie into his Tie drawer, with his back turned towards you. you can see how broad his shoulders are, “He told me that you used to call him daddy and that you were always so needy for him, always wanting something from him.” Jungwoo turns around from his drawer and walks back to the foot of the bed, his eyes running over your body, Taking you in completely. You look like his perfect little baby.He thinks you’re the pretty girl and he hates that he has to do what he’s about to do, But he can’t help but to get hard at the thought of your pretty little tears.

“He said this in front of a few of my other coworkers, I think he wanted to embarrass me.”Jungwoo shakes his head,rubbing his knuckles. Jaehyun definitely learned his lesson about that after work, “don’t worry though, I handled him.” You bite your lip at his word, finding him fighting that hottest thing in the world.

“Did you call him daddy?” Jungwoo’s eyebrow raises up. You shake your head no,causing him to chuckle at you,” Use your words, baby.”

“no, I didn't.” You hate lying to jungwoo but you didn’t want to get in trouble

“Are you lying to me?”Jungwoo’s head moves forward as he talked, Showing his anger. You shook your head no, making jungwoo sigh. “oh so, my baby’s a liar now.”

“I’m not a liar. I didn’t.” You sit up and try to get closer to him but he shakes his head and pushes you back down.

“You know i fucking hate liars, so why are you lying to me?” Jungwoo leans forward and gets a good grip on your hair,pulling you closer to him, “I’m gonna give you one more chance.Did you call him daddy?”

“No.” Your voice comes out as a whisper and jungwoo let’s go of your hair, making you fall back onto the bed.

Jungwoo looks around the room with his teeth clenched, He raises his hand and smacks your mound, Hand coming down heavy right on your center.You try to close your legs immediately, Letting out a yelp like moan.

“Stop fucking lying to me, Answer me correctly,” Jungwoo forces your legs open and looks at your pussy that shines wet and red threw your lacy white lingerie bottoms.

“I didn’t.” You saying this results in another harsh slap to your pussy, you try and close your legs but jungwoo keeps them open.

“Keep playing games with me, and you won’t get anything from me after this. I’ll get to cum and you’ll get nothing. Don’t test me.” Jungwoo slaps your pussy hard and you cry out with tears decorating your pretty little face.

“Okay. Okay!” You take a breath and Jungwoo watches your face. He takes in your teary eyes and your pouty lips,”I did call him daddy.” You cry out, earning yourself another slap on your mound.

“Why do you lie to me, baby?.” Jungwoo slaps your pussy again but the hardest time, you release a whine and close your legs and Jungwoo allows you to do so, “Are you sorry, Baby?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, Jungwoo.” Your voice is shaky and has a needy tone to it, Jungwoo reaches to open your legs again but you push his hand away and yell at him, “I’m sorry sir, I won’t lie again.”

Jungwoo smiles at your words, “That’s my good baby girl.” Jungwoo leans down and kisses the tears on your cheek, You reach up and pull his face to kiss your lips.

Jungwoo laughs and kisses you back deeply, pressing his center to your abused one. You rub your pussy against his hard length, He lets out a groan and moves away from your face, licking his lips. He grabs your waist and rubs your pussy harder against his cock that’s covered with his dress pants. Your body arches closer to him, Your mouth opens as you let out your breathy moans.He knows that he’ll have to get them dry cleaned but your pretty moans make that task worth it.

“Baby wants cock,huh?” Jungwoo steps back from you, causing you to whine and make grabby hands at him. He shoots you a look to tell you to be patient, “I guess I have to give it to you before you try to find someone else to give it to you.”

“I would never give your pussy to anyone else, Sir. I promise.” You shake your head side to side, pulling your ruined panties off.Jungwoo chuckles at your eagerness, He takes his belt and places it on the bead and takes off his pants along with his boxers. His red erection smacking his stomach as he pulls down his boxers.

“You better not.” Jungwoo grabbed your faces and rubbed your bottom lip, “This is my pussy now. Fuck Jaehyun.” His face hardens after saying his name. You peck his lips and cheek to get his mind off of Jaehyun. Jungwoo smiles and gives you a kiss on your nose, pushing you to lay down afterwards.

Jungwoo smacks his cock on your pussy a few times before sliding into you completely, He knows how much you love the burning stretch you feel when he doesn’t prep you. Your back arches and your hands grip the sheets under you tightly, you hum at the stretch, letting Jungwoo know he did the right thing.

“so fucking wet and tight,” Jungwoo pulls out almost completely and then slams right back into you, “And it all for me right?”

“Yes, Sir.”You whine as you open your legs more, trying to give him more space to fuck you. Jungwoo takes the hint and starts slamming his cock in and out of your pussy like he hates you, which he doesn’t but he fucking hates Jaehyun, so nothing is better than taking it out of your poor little pussy.

Jungwoo grunts as your pussy clenches him tightly, smacking your face lightly, “I’ll cum if you do that baby.” You nod in response and clench him tightly one last time before relaxing.

Jungwoo’s places his one of his hands above your head and grips your hip with the other. He starts pounding your pussy with such a speed that your brain can barely register. Your eyes roll back with your mouth open as you let out cries for more of him. Jungwoo leans forward and spits straight into your mouth, You swallow immediately like the good baby Jungwoo knows you are.

Your pussy throbs at Jungwoo’s cock abusing it, Your pussy begins to clench around him again, “You ready to cum for me, baby?”

you nod rapidly as drool falls out of the side of your mouth, making your face a mess, a pretty little messy and it’s all for jungwoo.

“gonna mark this pussy with my cum, gonna know this is my pussy now.”Jungwoo’s words come through his clenched teeth.

“Want my cum in your little pussy?” You nod at his question and Jungwoo reaches down and rubs your clit fast,applying pressure to it as he does it. “Pussy is so little, probably can’t handle it all.” Your pussy gushes at his voice that has become raspier and deeper. Jungwoo feels himself getting closer and closer but he wants you to cream his cock first.

“I can sir, want all of your cum in me.” Your voice is completely broken and dry, right on the edge of cumming “Make my pussy take it all.”

Jungwoo lifts up and spits right on your red and swollen clit, taking his fingers and rubbing your clit fast. your legs shake as your orgasm shatters throughout your whole body, your mouth wide open as you release a silent scream.

“That’s right, cream this cock for me.” Jungwoo rolls his hips as his cock glides in and out of you, your pussy creaming his cock.

Jungwoo’s eyes roll back,his toes slightly clenching as he hits his ending. His first few spurt of cum feeling you put completely, he pulls out and releases the rest right on top of your pussy.

“such a pretty pussy covered in cum,” Jungwoo rubs your cum covered pussy, Rubbing your clit. you close your legs, your pussy is too sensitive but jungwoo holds them open.

“can you give me one more, baby?”Jungwoo dips his fingers into your pussy and fucks his cum in and out of you with his fingers, You weakly nod at him.

your eyes squeeze together tightly, Legs falling open. your legs too weak to keep themselves open. The mixer of the cum and jungwoo’s fingers makes the hottest noises that has Jungwoo wanting to fuck you all over again.

“It's cumming.” You whine, moving your hips closer to jungwoo, Drunk on the feeling of his long finger fucking your dirty cunt.

“cum for me.” All it took was jungwoo saying that for your legs to shake as you experienced another earth shattering orgasm, You push jungwoo’s hand away and your body shakes from it.

Jungwoo leaves the room and returns with a warm rag and gently cleans your sensitive center, “you did so good for me, baby. My pretty little baby.”

you nod in response as your eyes get heavy and take you into a deep slumber.

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I don’t take request but I will take suggestions..

Please send me asks on your thoughts, i would love feedback.

And too all the snoppyzens, I hope i did jungwoo justice with this fic lol

xoxo

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drama--universe · 2 years

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Most Precious

Requested by anonymous: Hi! Can i request for Joon-Woo Jang like the reader was in coma because of an incident with babel?

Pairings: Jang Han-Seok/Jang Jun-Woo x reader

Word Count: 2011 words

Warnings: none

A/N I assume you watched the whole series, if not you might want to finish it first since there might be spoilers (sorry) :]

His eyes were trained on your figure, listening to the beeping of the heart monitor while watching your chest rise and fall slowly. His anger was clear to anyone if they walked past, rolling off of him in thick waves and that might have been why no one dared to come closer to him. His brother stood not even a meter away from him, trying to hide himself from his elder brother's view as he waited for the inevitable to happen.

It didn't happen, Han-Seok was only silent. It was something very abnormal and only scared Han-Seo even more. But Han-Seok only stormed out of the room and decided to go back to the company, picking his Han-Seo's car and driving off. He went up to 50 km/h, hands tightly gripping the steering wheel.

You were fine this morning, you were still in bed when he left.

He woke up with your arms tightly wrapped around his torso, your face pushed in between his shoulder blades while you breathed softly. His hand quickly found yours, prying it off of him as he rolled out of bed while ignoring the whine you let out.

"Babe?" You asked and he turned around, watching you turn over to try and pull him back. This was, of course, unsuccessful and he couldn't help but smile a bit.

"Do you have to leave already~? It's only-" You paused as you turned your head to look at the clock only to groan loudly. "-It's 5 am... What could you possible have to do that makes you leave me this early in the morning? What is worth so much that you'd leave me without morning cuddles?" You whined loudly and he rolled his eyes at you, falling back again to softly kisses you.

"I have some things to take care off at the company, love." He answered and you whined again, pulling him closer again and laying your head on his chest. He sighed, waiting for awhile as you rested on his chest before he grabbed you and turned over so he was hovering over you. You giggled and pulled his face closer to yours, nose touching before you softly kissed him again before just laying down.

"Be careful out there. No bruises this time!" You said in a scolding tone, referring to the bruises that were already on his body from a previous fight (one he told you about at least). He rolled his eyes again, but agreed anyway before kissing you one last time before leaving the bed.

He pressed harder on the gas pedal, the engine roaring as he went up to 60 km/h. He was never afraid, not even of dying. But watching you in that hospital bed, somehow, he was scared to death. He was afraid, so much that he felt like he was someone else. That fear was quickly replaced by anger. Anger to whoever did this to you and he'd make sure that they'd pay.

He smiled as he watched you scream along to the song on the tv, blissfully unaware of him standing in the doorway until you turned around. You let out a bloodcurdling scream before calming down and looking at the clock on the wall in confusion.

"You're not supposed to be home yet. You still have 3 hours of work." You whined and he scoffed, putting his bag down and brushing his hair back before walking your way. He wrapped his arms around your waist after pausing the show and you pouted as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"You don't want me home then?" "Shut up, you weren't supposed to see that." He just smiled at you and kissed your forehead softly, leaning his head on you afterwards. You hugged him before suddenly pushing him back.

"You smell and not good..." You mumbled and he frowned, smelling his suit and the distinct smell of blood was quick to fill his senses. He sighed, thinking he had drowned out that smell with his deodorant. You came closer to him, opening the jacket to reveal a red stain on his dress shirt and you looked at him in disappointment. He felt annoyed at himself and was quick to follow your usual command to shower, throwing the suit in the trash before showering away the blood. When he was finished, you two cuddled to the couch while watching your show.

He went up to 70 km/h, knuckles already turned white as he saw other cars flash by. He had already past a few red lights and almost drove over a few people, but he didn't care in the least. He was only 10 minutes from the company now.

His eyes watched as you talked to another man, clearly uncomfortable but you were not saying anything. Why? Well, this man was your boss. But he knew this man as well, every secret illegal thing he had done because he had blackmailed said man under Babel, but he didn't know that was him and neither did you.

He walked your way anyway, one arm draping over your shoulders and looking at Dae-Hyun with a fake smile on his face. It didn't look fake of course, he could act well enough at this point to even fool you (not that he would ever do that). The man in front of you was clearly not amused by him joining you, eyes giving a subtle glare in his direction.

"Who might this be?" "Jang Jun-Woo. Lawyer for Babel." The man flinched when he heard the mention of Babel, physically uncomfortable. You were a bit confused by the name change before remembering that he worked under Jun-Woo instead of Han-Seok for some reason, one he never fully explained to you but you didn't really care. The man tried to talk to you a bit more, but he was quick to end the conversation when he saw Han-Seok's glare. You were also quick to hit his abdomen with a hiss and he just smiled at you cutely, taking his arm off of your shoulders.

"You're crazy." You said and he chuckled, standing up again and you grabbed his hand before dragging him outside with you. He let himself get dragged, giving everyone who even gave you a look a harsh glare in return.

He must have been at 80 or 90 km/h, but stopped once the company was fully in sight. He drove right in front of the doors, getting out and storming inside. He saw red, everything else was useless to him until he set eyes on your direct boss, Dae-Hyun.

Said man was happily chatting with others, not at all feeling remorse for endangering you in a task that should've been him. At this point, Han-Seok felt his anger rise again as he marched towards the man. The people around the man saw Han-Seok coming, or in their eyes it would be the sweet and naïve Jun-Woo walking near. Yet it was a look that they had never seen before on his face and it terrified them to the core, clear in the way that they stepped back and away from Dae-Hyun.

Once Han-Seok had reached them, his hand placed itself on the man's shoulder and he pulled him back harshly before landing a punch in his face. The man fell back to the ground and looked up from the ground in shock, ready to yell at the younger before freezing when he saw the look on his face.

"Jun-Woo, what-" "Do you have any idea what your done?!" He didn't contain his anger as he screamed throughout the whole lobby, all heads turned to watch what was happening. They watched as their Jun-Woo, a man who was always nice, started to curse in both English and Korean very loudly while trying to hold himself back from killing Dae-Hyun in public. It could wait, first he'd be fired and replaced before he'd kill him as painfully as possibly. He couldn't help but smile at the thoughts started to shoot through his mind, finding any way to kill the man.

"What happened then?" He asked with an arrogant tone and Han-Seok looked back at the man, who had stood up again with an arrogant look on his face.

"Where were you this morning?" He asked and the man scoffed harshly, replying with an 'at work'.

"At work?" He scoffed, getting closer to Dae-Hyun. "If you were at work, you would've been in the hospital along with your co-workers with burns or chemical wounds." At this the mans face fell while everyone around them grew even more silent.

"How is that my fault?!" Dae-Hyun retorted and Han-Seok sighed, his breath wavering from the anger.

"Had you been there, doing you job of checking everything then the newbie wouldn't have screwed up. If you were there, like you were supposed to, you should've told the newbie what to do so he wouldn't have screwed up!" He sneered and the man flinched back, clearly scared of what was going to happen. Han-Seok grabbed the man's collar, tightening the tie just enough without anyone noticing.

"If she doesn't wake up in an hour, you can pray that I won't find you or your family." He threatened before letting go and storming out of the building again, ready to go back to your side. The car ride back was just as horrible as before, by the end he was driving a full 120 km/h. He stormed back to your room, ignoring others calls before slamming past security and into your room. You were sitting up, Han-Seo sitting next to you while listening to you talk and an investigator taking notes as you explained. Once they realized that Han-Seok stood in the doorway, Han-Seo stood up and dragged the investigator out with him while you just gave Han-Seok a smile. He walked closer, sitting down before giving your body a quick scan until you grabbed his face.

"I am fine, stop it." You said and he stared at you, eyes showing no emotion (something you were used to at this point). You sighed softly, pulling his closer to yourself and he shuffled a bit closer while dragging his chair closer.

"I swear that I'm-" "Did it hurt?" He interrupted you and you paused with a sigh and he looked up again, eyes this time showing a slight anger again.

"Answer me." He said, voice harsh and you couldn't help but flinch. He noticed this and softened his gaze a bit, but you knew he still wanted an answer.

"It hurt at first, I won't lie about that. But it was not his fault." You said and he knew that you meant the newbie that created the accident. He knew this fact, yet he couldn't help but loath the guy anyway. You laid back down, still smiling at him and he felt his anger slowly wash away.

"When can you leave?" He asked and you pointed at the bag that hung above you. "When that is finished, don't you dare tamper with it to go faster." You said and he rolled his eyes before laying down his head on your legs, hands softly massaging them. You returned the favor as you started to run your fingers through his hair, liking how bouncy the waves in his hair were. You preferred his loose hair over the gelled back style that he sometimes did.

You only left 5 hours later after multiple more checkups, but Han-Seok didn't even let you walk as he carried you to the car and then into the apartment. He only set you down when he reached the couch, softly laying you down before covering you with a blanket and sitting next to you. He looked at you before sighing as he saw you stumble asleep, knowing that the medicine you received would make you sleepy.

Once he saw that you were fully asleep, he stood up again and went to put on a different outfit. He had made up his mind as he took a last look at you before he exited the house, getting into his car and driving off while looking at his phone.

There was no way that Dae-Hyun would be alive at the end of the hour.

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luvxkdrama · 1 year

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— temptation

pairing : jang junwoo // jang hanseok x reader

warnings : adult content (18+), smut, slight choking, cursing

word count : 1.8k

summary : After joining Hanseok’s team, you end up becoming surprisingly close to him

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The second you entered the large room, all eyes were on you, however it didn’t intimidate you, on the contrary, the corner of your mouth raised into a discreet smirk.

“Mr. Jang, this is the lawyer I talked to you about, Y/N.” Mrs. Choi introduced you to the tall, brown-haired man which you assumed was the boss, based on his rather dark yet charismatic aura.

“She is way younger than I thought.” He noticed, his gaze travelling all over your body. “Who would’ve thought such a young person carries the title of the best South Korea’s Lawyer.” He admitted, raising one of his eyebrows.

“If I’m not mistaken, you aren’t old either and yet you are Babel’s feared chairman. As you can see success has nothing to do with age.” You exclaimed, sitting down on one of the chairs.

You looked around the room and noticed everyone else besides you and the chairman, standing. Before you could comment anything, Mr. Jang nodded his head at them, as a sign to sit down.

In the corner of your eye, two unfamiliar men sitting at the table caught your attention. You must’ve not really seen them when you entered the room.

“May I ask who are you?” You looked at one of the men whose face had soft surprisingly soft features and dark, sliced back hair.

“I’m Jang Hanseo, the boss’s brother.” He said, looking around the room, seeming uncomfortable with eye contacts.

“My name is Han Seung Hyuk.” The second man spoke up and you gave them both a tiny smile before turning your head towards the chairman.

“Let’s go straight to the point, Mrs. Y/N are you willing to join my team and become even more successful than you already are?” He smirked, waiting for your answer.

“Well Mrs. Choi didn’t really go into details so I still don’t know what I would have to do specifically.” You admitted, leaning into your chair.

“Do what you’re the best at, defend me and Babel if we ever get into troubles. Babel is going to be very soon the most powerful company in South Korea so trust me, you won’t regret working with us.” He said shortly.

“Do you expect me to do anything else than defending, which include crimes and illegal activities?” You cocked your eyebrow, watching Mr. Jang’s lips turn into a smirk.

Thanks to the years of your career, you were able to read people better than books so the second you entered the room, you knew he wasn’t a simple, successful chairman. Maybe it was his dark gaze or his strange aura, you weren’t sure but something was off about him.

“I will be honest with you, Mrs. Y/N. You, personally won’t be involved in anything that goes against the law, you’ll leave it to us.” He said, sincerely not looking fazed by what you said.

“I’m in.”

After a few months, you got to know your team better and you often spent time with them outside of your work hours because their presence genuinely made you feel better. However, there was one particular person with whom you got significantly closer than with the others : Jang Hanseok.

Although, you promised yourself to never get your personal feelings involved in your work, you couldn’t help but feel your knees get weaker at every eye contact you shared with the chairman.

At first, you completely neglected your feelings, actually cursing yourself for acting this way until you started noticing Hanseok acting different than usually. Although he wanted to act indifferent, his body language heavily betrayed him.

Whenever you spoke to him, he’d lean towards you saying he couldn’t hear well, until your lips were practically a few centimetres away from each other.

But even though, you could read people like books, you weren’t a hundred precent confident Hanseok was into you, so you decided to let it slide for the time being.

The first serious charges towards Babel appeared on the internet after a few months since you’ve joined the team. Usually, Hanseok was able to make the articles disappear thanks to his connection but this time the charges were too serious and you needed to take it to the court.

Thanks your unbeatable lawyer skills, you had no issue winning against Vincenzo’s team. Even though they had proofs and witnesses, you predicted each one of their moves and you were able to defend Babel properly.

Once at Hanseok’s apartment, everyone clicked their glasses filled with champagne and celebrated your victory.

“Y/N you were amazing back there, you didn’t even stutter once!” Hanseo noticed, smiling at you.

“The key to success is confidence.” You admitted, comfortably leaning your body into the black couch.

“I have to admit, we would have been in a very bad spot if it wasn’t for you.” Mrs Choi added, sipping champagne afterwards.

“You all flatter me too much.” You laughed.

Everyone talked about the trial yet the person you were expecting to be the happiest among the team, didn’t even spare you a word. Hanseok was sitting on one of his armchairs, seeming lost in his own thoughts.

Midnight eventually came by and everyone decided to head to their houses. You bid your goodbyes to Hanseo, Mrs. Choi and Mr. Han who quickly left the mansion and you were about to put your shoes on when Hanseok grabbed your arm.

You turned around and you felt his his gaze pierce trough your soul. Your breath hitched when Hanseok’s eyes shamelessly stared at your lips, noticing his pupils expanding.

Without a second thought, Hanseok put his hand behind your neck and locked your lips together.

At first, you were in a state of shock, not excepting the evening to take such a 180° turn but you quickly smiled into the kiss, giving him the hint to continue.

“I didn’t get to properly thank you for what you did today.” He whispered, between the kisses. “So let me show you how grateful I am.” He smirked and suddenly picked you up, making you wrap your legs around his torso.

None of you dared to break the kiss and Hanseok eventually led you to his bedroom where he carefully laid you down on the massive bed.

“Properly thank me?” You cocked one of your eyebrows, looking at your boss who was on his knees between your legs.

“If it wasn’t for you, we would’ve lost over 760 million dollars today.” He admitted, slowly leaving a trail of wet kisses down your neck.

You couldn’t help but moan at the pleasing feeling of his hot tongue doing wonders on your sensitive skin. His big hands roamed over your body, driving you crazy.

“May I?” He looked at your shirt and one nod was enough for him to rip it open. He smirked as his eyes devoured your body. “Holy shit Y/N.”

You chuckled at his reaction and he quickly took off your pants, only leaving you in your undergarments. His mouth started savouring your chest, progressively going down your body until he was face to face with your private area.

He didn’t hesitate to bury his face inside you which took you by surprise and made you moan his name out loud. Your fingers gripped his locks while his mouth sent an euphoric feeling through your whole body.

“Han- Hanseok” You stuttered, gripping the white bedsheets next to you. A certain pressure started building in your lower abdomen.

“Let it out princess.” His raspy voice sent vibrations on your private area which only made the feeling ten times better.

As his dark eyes met yours, you moaned out loud and arched your back before you ended up coming into his mouth.

“You taste so good.” He hummed, still busy eating you out down there.

Although the pleasure felt like heaven, you started becoming too overwhelmed so you whined, slightly pulling at Hanseok’s hair.

He got the hint and slowly came back to hover above you. His well-built body and big muscles made you feel insanely small under him.

“Is someone tired already, hm?” He ran his finger under your chin and you felt his member pocking your inner thigh trough his pants.

You shook your head and slowly pumped him trough the fabric. He smirked and breathed out at the feeling. After helping him take off his clothes, you made him sit down on the bed with his back against the headboard.

“You’re driving me crazy Y/N.” He moaned when you left a few hickeys on his neck and chest, finally marking him as yours.

After a few minutes of kissing and teasing, you carefully positioned yourself between his legs and sat down on his member, making you both gasp out loud. Hanseok immediately placed his hands on your waist, waiting for you to adjust before helping you move.

“You good?” He breathed out and you nodded, feeling his manhood stretching you out.

Although you had a few boyfriends before him, none of them had such an impressive length like Hanseok did.

Once you were fully comfortable, you started riding him, making both of you moan in pleasure.

“Fuck.” He groaned, speeding up your movements.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in his shoulder as a way to muffle your loud moans.

“Let me hear you baby.” He whispered, adding hip thrusts to match your movements and at the same time completely rocking your world.

When he saw you didn’t budge your head from his shoulder, he grabbed your neck with one his hands and slightly choked you which only brought you more pleasure. You leaned in and locked your lips together, the kiss being wet and messy.

After a few minutes you felt yourself clenching around his member, meaning you were close.

“Fuck do that again.” He moaned with his eyes closed and his head thrown back. You smirked at how submissive he looked in that particular moment.

His grip on your waist tightened, definitely leaving bruises, yet the pain added more pleasure.

You both eventually came together with loud moans echoing trough the empty house. Hanseok gently laid you down on your side and put your head on his chest, letting you rest. While you were busy regaining strength, he played with your hair and admired your face.

“Let’s go take a bath before sleeping.” He caressed your cheek and picked you up before leading you to the bathroom.

He carefully washed your whole body and gave you one of his shirts to wear in order to make you feel more comfortable. You both eventually fell asleep, tangled in each other’s arms, not fully knowing what tomorrow will bring. But none of you two cared. All that mattered at that moment was your presence besides each other.

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sweetheartyuta · 4 years

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Prince! Jungwoo

Not gonna lie, to most people he looks absolutely terrifying, his royal standing, tall frame and sharp jawline could easily trick anyone into thinking he was scary

On the contrary, he so badly wants to make friends and prove to his villagers that he’s anything but menacing

He didn’t want to be treated like a prince at all, in face he loathed the title, he’d rather keep his own room clean and help in the kitchen making dinner so that the palace workers were given a small break.

He hated people feeling inferior to him as a result of his title, he wanted everyone around him to be treated equally and fairly.

He found the most comfort when he was amongst the animals at the stable, making sure they were well fed, they carried no judgement and he was never pestered by anyone, in that moment he was no prince, just jungwoo in his little hideaway.

He’d take the horses out of the stable and train them on the land he had but wasn’t allowed to venture outside of the castle walls as a result of his mother and fathers’ iron first.

He was close to the maids, regarding them as his only friends and appreciated them for treating him as such, no title included. He confided in them, often opening up to them about his thoughts and feelings

The palace staff often held sympathy for the young prince, isolated in the castle, no friends his own age and as a result of his parents being King and Queen there was very little interaction between them due to making appearances.

If given the chance, he’d trade his life as a prince in a heartbeat for a normal life.

As he grew older his “home” started to feel more and more like a prison and the more he wanted to break out and away from his parents grasp.

He slowly felt like he was going insane, being so isolated. His parents were so often in other countries, dealing with royal affairs and were none the wiser to their sons’ loneliness.

Jungwoo decided enough was enough and drew a deal with the castle staff, with them allowing him one day of freedom a week to go into the town, leaving a change of everyday clothing outside of his room so that he didn’t bring any unnecessary attention to himself.

The guards knew of the risk but complied with his wishes so long as he keeps a low profile, them secretly being excited that he was going off into the world on his own and holding resentment against his parents for always leaving him behind.

He’d take money to those in need, disgusted by how comfortably his family lived and yet there were people in such dire need so he did what he could without being discovered.

He never showed his face to those he helped, scared that they would treat him differently or refuse his help because of who he was.

After a few more visits into the town, the village conditions had bettered and poverty was lessening, leaving only one mysterious figure to thank.

When returning back to the castle from his most recent visit, a guard who was visibly panicked approached him, letting go of a breath he’d been holding

“I’m so glad you’re back young prince, your mother and father are due back in half an hour, take this back to your room and quickly change” handed him a pile of royal clothing

He thanked the guard and ran to his bedroom, changing into his formal wear and placing his casual clothes into the back of his drawers, making it back downstairs with just enough time to spare to greet his mother and father on arrival

but this time there was a girl alongside them, confusion written all over his face

His mother chided him “Jungwoo, don’t be rude to your future wife”

and he honestly choked on air because

what the fuck

what the fuCK

whAT THE FUCK

Livid was not even the word. His own parents had used him as a bargaining chip to unite two different counties and keep the peace between them.

He also felt sorry for the girl he was due to marry too as she probably wasn’t for the marriage either but had been coerced by her own parents but he didn’t care, this was the last straw.

Jungwoo saw his parents maybe twice a year if he was lucky yet for some reason they thought it would be okay to marry him off to someone without any consideration of his thoughts or feelings

he felt like part of a business deal, cheap. And he wasn’t about to let that happen.

He stormed off to him room, mother and father crying after him but for Jungwoo there was no turning back now and he put a plan in action, he would not be used as currency.

He locked his door and waited up until the early hours of the morning and ran away, heading in the direction of the town he knew so well and loved dearly, all those times sneaking out coming in handy.

He knew the village and castle would know of his absence come morning, leaving his parents a letter, giving his reasons for running away, namely being his wishes to find love on his own terms.

It was still dark by the time he made it into the centre of the village but he kept moving, knowing he couldn’t stay there for long as he would be quickly discovered.

He advanced to the outskirts of the village where the woods were located, stepping over a few branches when he fell, a searing pain shooting up his legs, making his yelp.

You dropped the firewood that you’d been collecting after hearing a pained shout coming from an area nearby, searching for the owner of the voice you see a figure holding their ankle as you rush to help them.

You wouldn’t typically let a stranger into the house at sunrise though in this state, the man posed no threat to you.

You decided to get him to your house first where you could examine his injury better, you looked down at him and realised that the man was very handsome, you crouched to his level as he attempted to cover his face which you thought was as a result of being injured but Jungwoo was afraid of being found.

You pulled his arm down from his face, willing the man to look at you “can you walk”

Jungwoo nodded, bewildered at the fact you didn’t know who he was but was in no position to answer any questions on the matter and so was glad he wasn’t a familiar face to you

He tried to stand, grunting in pain, you rushed to his side, swinging his arm over your shoulder to help take some of the weight off of his leg, and starting the small walk back to your house which was situated in the middle of the woods

As you walked together, Jungwoo took the opportunity to scan your face, you were absolutely beautiful, the warm glow of the moon illuminating your angelic features, he’d never spoken to anyone around his age but still felt instantly comfortable with your presence due to your kindness and reassuring aura.

He was a total strange to you and yet you still rushed to his aid and half carried him to your own house so he was already indebted to you.

You made it home and got straight to work at examining Jungwoos’ leg, using your limited knowing of nursing from your mother which was enough to know that his ankle was badly sprained, not broken thankfully.

You racked the cupboards looking for the herbal medicines your mother made as Jungwoo broke the silence and decided to ask a few questions

“How long have you lived in these woods for?”

You turned and smiled, leaving his heart soaring at the sight

“All my life, I live here with my mother picking herbs and plants to make into remedies for the doctors in village, that’s how we make our money but most of the time we don’t accept it, we know enough about the land to live off of it, we just like to help out as much as we can, no one knows the forest like my mother does.”

Jungwoo put the pieces together in his head, you rarely ventured from the forest, explaining why you hadn’t recognised him but hearing of your good deeds did not help the erratic pounding of his heart

“Your mother and yourself are very good people, please, is there anything I can give you as a thank you for helping me?”

You turned, finally finding the herbal mix you were looking for “your name” you laughed, realising that the both of you still were strangers to each other.

He smiled, and it was a heavenly sight, it was only then you realised the full of extent of beauty of the man before you, even with some twine and leaves stuck in his hair.

“My name is Jungwoo and yours is?”

Realising you’d been staring for too long you startle “Oh! My name is Y/n! “

You have a beautiful name, it compliments you well

You turned back around to face the cupboards, making sure he didn’t witness your face turn the same colour as the roses you had picked earlier that day.

You collected yourself, turning wrap Jungwoo’s ankle, applying the herbal remedy and warpping the cloth around his ankle as gently as you could, he winced quietly, guilt washing over you as you whispered a soft apology, Jungwoo reached for your hand making you look at him as he giggled.

“It’s all right, it was my fault for being clumsy enough to fall in the first place though it appears I’m falling again”

You didn’t quite understand what he meant by that so you focused on making a warm brew, infusing it with medicine and handing it to him before deciding to go back into the forest to quickly retrieve the firewood you dropped earlier.

Concern flooded his face, it still wasn’t light outside and he was concerned about you going back out there on your own, he hopped to your side “I’ll go with you”

You laughed softly “Jungwoo, you haven’t given your ankle any time to heal, the forest is my home and I know it well, I’ll be back in no time, I need to make a fire to keep us warm, I should say, you’re welcome to stay a few nights, I saw your bag and realised you probably don’t have anywhere else to go, besides it’s nice to see a new face. My mother often goes into town for a couple of days at a time delivering medicine so it can be quite lonely”

He nodded in return, understanding the feeling more than most would

He visibly calmed upon your return, watching you throw the pieces of wood you had collected into the fireplace and afterwards taking a seat next to him and sparking up a conversation.

You quickly opened up to him, talking about anything and everything, feeling so instantly comfortable with him, you both related to being outsiders of the town and it wasn’t long before Jungwoo confessed his true identity to you

He wholeheartedly liked you and if he wanted to get to know you further he wanted to give you as much truth and honesty as you had rewarded him.

The news came as a total shock to you as a result of how grounded and down to earth he was

though it did explain why such a handsome man was walking around the forest himself in the early hours of the morning.

“So you ran away?” you questioned

He nodded, continuing “ In the time I’ve spent here I’ve felt more welcomed into your home than I ever did my own, I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t call a search, they tried to pick my destiny for me and so, I ran away, I wasn’t having those decisions taken from me”

You shook your head, empathising with the young man “I’m so sorry that happened Jungwoo, everyone should be in charge of their own destiny”

“I’m not sorry it happened anymore, I met you”

While caring for Jungwoo, days continued and not once had you asked him to leave, so he didn’t. He stayed and days turned into months and soon enough, he had asked you to marry him, knowing from that night that you would be his beginning and his end.

There was nothing better than waking up beside him each morning, his arms wrapped tightly around you, as if he was protecting you from harms way even in his sleep, legs tangled together and your bodies fitting together like a puzzle piece, made for each other.

When you kissed it was like all of the stars had aligned in your favour, he knocked the breath from your lungs in the best way, disappointed when you ultimately had to break away to catch your breath, Jungwoo lowering himself so that he could rest his head on your chest as you ran your fingers through his hair, talking to him about whatever was on your mind.

You’d spend days together showing him the right herbs and berries to pick to help you and your mother in the future and which herbs to avoid.

You smiled at his reaction to the deer cautiously making its way towards you both, the adoration in Jungwoo’s eyes was clear when you pet the deer’s nose, you had such a close bond with it as you had helped your mother raise it as a baby when she found it abandoned by his mother in the forest, before releasing him back into the wild when it was fit and ready.

Jungwoo had found it so easy to fall in love wit you, he loved every part of you, you were the escape he was looking for, and in meeting you he knew he’d made the right decision in running away from the palace because in you, he’d found his destiny.

Hope you guys enjoyed! I really like how this turned out after some serious editing, let me know what you think!

Bunny x

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a-cupof-jo · 3 years

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Set Up My Heart Pt. 5

PT.4 – PT.5 – PT.6

College volleyball player!Johnny Suh x reader

Rivals-to-lovers

Fluff and angst

Synopsis: Ever since that fateful day Sophomore year of high school, Johnny Suh had been an insufferable thorn in your side. Once you made it to college you thought the two of you would never have to see each other again. That is, until a sudden school transfer has the entire university buzzing

“Please, please, please, you have to join, y/n. Jaehyun already bailed on me for the baseball team,” Jungwoo pouted as you both sat down in your chemistry lecture.

You shook your head as you pulled a thick packet of paper from your bag, “Jungwoo, I don’t think I can fit that into my schedule. I already need to set aside more time for chemistry or I’m going to fail the class!”

Jungwoo turned sharply to you, “Okay, first reason why you should stay on my volleyball team, I need another girl, it’s coed so we have to have an even amount of boys and girls.” He rushed on as you rolled your eyes, “Second, it’s going to be a good stress reliever for you. It’s only practice one or two times a week and games are on Thursday evenings. Lastly, I can help you with chemistry. One of my students had to switch times so he went to a different tutor, meaning, I can now help you.”

“Really, Jungwoo, that would be amazing,” you grinned at him.

“But I will only help you if,” he held up a finger pointing right between your eyes. “You stay on my volleyball team.”

You sighed but before you could start the thick english accent of your chemistry teacher hushed the room, “We’ll talk about this later,” you hiss in Jungwoo’s ear before returning your attention to the small woman at the front of the room.

“Did you hear,” a girl in front of you whispered to her friend. “That new volleyball player is rushing Phi Delta Theta.”

“Really,” her friend turned back. “ What’s his name again? Suh?”

“Yeah, I heard from Sehun that the team really took a risk letting him transfer here,” you rolled your eyes at their conversation. “Apparently, he has been on a downhill since his return from an ACL injury last year.”

“Last year! How is he back after such a short-”

A boy with large round glasses turned sharply to them, “Hey, I’m sorry, but could you talk quieter. I can’t hear what she’s saying.” The two girls rolled their eyes before slumping in their seats. You couldn’t help but hang on to a piece of information from the girls conversation. Johnny had been injured and so he transferred to your university.

That doesn’t make sense. If anything he would have moved back to your hometown and gone to the local college, not one that’s several hours away. Why would he do that? You shook your head. You don’t care. You shouldn’t care. It was Johnny. What happened to him is not your problem.

“Because of this we know that oxidation is taking place,” the professor raised her voice. You glance up at the screen to see her flipping over to the next page of note.

“Page 10,” Junwoo whispered.

You nod flipping through half filled out pages. Your pencil slipped across the small desk before falling off. It clattered as it rolled under the feet of the boy sitting next to you.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, grabbing the boy’s attention. “But could I get you to grab that pencil for me.”

His dark head ducked under his desk to grab the pencil, “Here you go.” He gave you a bright grin as he handed it back.

“Thanks,” you return his smile before returning to your packet. You sigh as you glance at the amount of notes you missed.

Jungwoo leaned over, “So, practice starts next week, when should I put you down for tutoring?” You turn to glare, but just end up pouting at him before finally turning to the lecture.

“Why are you here,” Johnny stepped into the living room.

You roll your eyes as you unzip your backpack, “Not that it’s any of your business. I’m here to see Jungwoo. Is he here? Jaehyun let me in on his way out.”

Johnny shrugged, “He should be, but I don’t think he’s going to have time for you. He said that he is having someone over for tutoring today. So unless you want to listen to him talk about Chemistry for an hour I suggest you come back later. Or better yet, leave and don’t ever come back.”

“Johnny,” you heard a whine and Jungwoo stepped from the kitchen into the living room. “Can you please stop bullying my student.”

Johnny scoffed, “Your student, really.” Jungwoo nodded as he sat next to you on the couch. “You have got to be kidding me. Really, y/n, you still can’t figure out chemistry.”

You turn to Jungwoo ignoring Johnny’s harumps.

“How are you still taking chemistry? Didn’t you take AP Chem in high school?”

You grit your teeth, “Can you please just let me study? Unlike you I’m not trying to waste my college career by forgoing the actual school so I can party.”

Johnny frowned at you, “Better to party then have a stick rammed up your ass.”

“Ugh!” You throw your hands up, “I can’t do this, Jungwoo.” You push your books back into your bag. “I knew that this was going to-”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” Johnny shrugged. “I’m leaving. See you later, Jungwoo. Hopefully, not you.” He grins at you and closes the door as you chuck your pencil at him.

You let out a yell, “He’s so infuriating. He acts all smug and smart and like a know-it-all. I can’t stand him.”

“Do you want to start studying,” Jungwoo pulled his book to the table in front of him.

You glowered at the book, “Yeah, let’s get started.”

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hey adm !!

eu fiquei encantada com o imagine (?) do boynextdoor, os dois em si só que o da thread do batom >>>>>> e queria saber se poderia fazer com o LUN8 já que não tem nada deles, fãs do LUN8 que são escritores por favor apareçam

fico feliz que tenha gostado daquelas capenguices que foram os primeiros posts daqui :( todo dia antes de dormir eu faço uma reza para aparecerem, mas não aparecem 😔 mas tá na mão, mô! espero que goste!

🍥 :: ‘‘LUN8 na trend de mancha de batom..❞

𔓕 gênero: fluffy, romântico

𔓕 palavras: 1,5k(?)

𔓕 avisos: lun8 x leitor; sem gênero citado; muita meiguice e coisas fofas; talvez esteja fora de ordem, eu não tava afim de arrumar; tudo em minúsculo propositalmente.

chael;

ficaria totalmente entusiasmado, sorridente de forma completamente boba quando você sugeriu, ele realmente queria receber vários beijos seus, mas ele é meio envergonhado para pedir, então apenas aceitou a sua proposta sem reclamar;

com toda certeza daria algumas pausas nos bastidores porque ele estaria completamente vermelho;

colocaria as mãos ao redor da sua cintura e sempre que se sentisse nervoso por motivos desconhecidos, ele seguraria firme ali;

ficaria todo animadinho quando visse todas as marcas do batom no próprio rosto;

se você sugerisse para ele escolher o batom, ele ficaria confuso porque tinha sido pego de surpresa, mas também ele não ligaria a cor que você escolhesse, gostava de todas;

ele ficaria sorrindo do nada sempre que você parasse de depositar algum beijo nele, um sorriso reto, sem mostrar os dentes, mas caloroso;

a cada pausa nos bastidores, ele aproveitaria para olhar nos seus olhos e guardar mentalmente cada detalhe desse momento especial, tudo seria algo que ele valorizaria profundamente, principalmente estar ali com você;

demonstraria um enorme entusiasmo com cada marca de seu batom no rosto dele, completamente bobinho;

depois que o vídeo acabasse, ele tiraria uma foto de seu rosto, deixando marcado aquele momento e depois ficaria completamente agarrado com você, tipo, muito mesmo. seguraria suas mãos de forma bem calorosa e apertaria elas. ele não pararia de sorrir lembrando do que acabara de acontecer.

jinsu;

adoraria a proposta, principalmente de receber vários beijos seus, mostrar o amor que sentem um pelo outro é incrível para ele;

gostaria de arrumar todos os mínimos detalhes antes de começar a fazer o vídeo;

faria questão que você tivesse beijado exatamente todo o rosto dele, como também escolheria um dos batons para dar mais destaque nele;

se ele tivesse outra coisa para fazer no dia, ele não daria bola, você estaria em primeiro lugar, quer fazer você feliz;

no meio do vídeo ele com toda certeza te olharia de uma forma totalmente brilhante, colocando alguma mecha de seu cabelo atrás da orelha;

talvez atrapalhasse vez ou outra os bastidores dos beijos, afinal, ele ficaria perdido olhando para você, e por achar que ele estava se sentindo mal, perguntaria, saindo risos mútuos;

iria em sussurro te elogiar e elogiar o momento, que é mais especial quando estão juntos;

mesmo com a possibilidade de erros nas gravações, ele se mostraria paciente e gentil, reforçando constantemente o amor que sente por você com palavras doces, alegando sempre estar tudo bem e te dando alguns toques reconfortantes;

e para o gran finale ele surpreenderia você com um beijo surpresa e doce nos lábios, arrancaria um sorriso genuíno de ambos e assim o vídeo acabaria.

takuma;

ele ADORARIA mas seria do jeitinho dele, um pouco mais fechadinho e tudo mais;

quando seus lábios tocassem o rosto alheio, nossa, ele ficou tão vermelho que você poderia jurar que estava beijando um tomate;

uma gracinha, todo tímido, mas adorando toda aquela situação;

para adicionar um toque especial, ele acabou sugerindo que você fizesse uma contagem regressiva antes de cada beijo, deixando ele menos nervoso pelo momento seguinte. essa contagem seria cheia de suspense e antecipação, tornando a experiência ainda mais emocionante, porque quando seus lábios tocassem o rosto alheio, ele iria ruborizar novamente;

enquanto você o cobrisse de beijos, um toque de nervosismo acrescentaria charme à situação. os dedos dele brincariam com um fio de cabelo seu ou pousariam de forma desajeitada em seu rosto, tornando o momento ainda mais fofo;

ele adoraria passar o batom em você, respeitar todas as curvas de seus lábios ou simplesmente deixar isso com você, porque é bonito te ver com fissura em algo;

iria gravar o vídeo em si de uma forma bem apaixonada, sorrindo depois de limpar o borrão do batom proposital que ultrapassou os lábios;

te abraçaria e assentiria estar tudo bem, adorando toda aquela situação;

depois de um tempo desencadearia a ousadia e beijaria os seus lábios, marcando os dele.

junwoo;

ele não ficaria quieto por nada, por isso demoraria bastante para começar o vídeo em si, porque os bastidores paravam de segundo em segundo;

o sorriso enorme no rosto dele, brilhante e cativante. não parava por nada mesmo;

abraçaria você ao redor da cintura e balançaria de um lado para o outro, mostrando confiança;

tentaria inovar um pouco na thread, tentando diferenciar um pouco, mostrando algo único do relacionamento de vocês;

ele sorriria tanto que seria um pouco difícil dar o beijo final nos lábios dele;

faria QUESTÃO de te dar um sorriso apaixonado ao limpar o borrão do batom, deixando claro a paixão dele por você;

depois do nervosismo ter passado um pouco, ele colocou as mãos de leve em sua cintura, fazendo um carinho aqui e outro acolá;

faria charme para ganhar logo o beijo nos lábios, fazendo biquinho ou uma voz particularmente forçada a fofura;

talvez enquanto você beijasse o rosto dele, ele aproveitasse para dizer o quanto te ama e o quanto adora te ter por perto.

dohyun;

ele desconheceria a thread, por isso quando você falasse para fazerem, ele ficaria sorridente com uma expressão confusa;

seria todo fofinho, ofereceria amigavelmente para você sentar no colo dele;

e depois colocaria as mãos dele na sua cintura;

estaria sorrindo A TODO MOMENTO pode acreditar;

tenho crenças que ele iria ficar um pouco vermelho;

doce e super suave, seria bem atento a cada beijinho que você desse nele, dando um sorriso e marcando as bochechas sempre, sempre, sempre;

talvez apontasse para algum canto da bochecha e diria "beija aqui?" e depois daria um sorriso singelo;

adoraria retocar o seu batom, acharia isso fofo;

quando chegasse nos lábios dele, ele transformaria um selinho simples, se tornaria em um beijo apaixonado.

ian;

tímido, como o chael, mas eram as orelhas dele que ficavam vermelhas, tipo o takuma, como um tomate maduro;

aceitaria fazer a thread para te ver feliz, mas deveria confessar que iria ser algo divertido para se fazerem;

praticamente ele só aceitaria esse momento com você;

receberia com carinho cada beijo seu depositado no rosto dele, soltaria aquele sorriso que soltamos quando vemos algo supostamente engraçado;

estaria abraçado a sua cintura em todo o procedimento;

ele veria isso como uma oportunidade divertida de compartilhar momentos especiais com você;

o sorriso dele poderia ser bobo, mas a expressão seria totalmente confiante e isso provavelmente chamaria atenção no vídeo;

acho que ele não falaria muita coisa enquanto você beijasse o rosto dele, mas se falasse, seria no pé do seu ouvido;

poderia ter planejado um gesto especial ao final da thread, algo que revelasse sua consideração e amor por você.

eunho;

ele se esconderia no travesseiro por algum motivo, lutaria contra a timidez;

mas, quando você retirasse o travesseiro, veria os olhos dele fechadinhos e ele sorrindo, no fundo tinha adorado a proposta mas não sabia como reagir;

ficou tão animado assim que se acalmou e ele te sentou em um local e pegou um de seus batons, perguntando qual era melhor e assim passou em você, com um sorriso brilhante nos lábios;

ficou com uma expressão serena a cada beijo que você deu nele, enquanto sentia o batom impregnar no rosto dele;

ficaria arrumando as mechas de seu cabelo se elas ficassem caindo;

o vídeo ao ser gravado estava com uma atmosfera acolhedora e romântica, combinando com o momento;

antes de começarem a fazer a thread, estavam ouvindo música e a música estava ecoando bem baixinho no fundo, fazendo vocês sorrirem, porque era a favorita de vocês;

depois de quase terminar a sessão de beijos você começou a perceber os detalhes do rapaz e como ele realmente ficava bem com todas aquelas marcas de batom;

por fim ele ofereceria um momento romântico que seria vocês ouvindo repetidas vezes a música favorita.

eunseop;

estaria confuso por ser pego desprevenido, mas aceitaria;

para ele seria como uma aventura e ele adoraria ela;

só sei que ele saberia aproveitar e muito bem essa situação, ele adoraria ela e tudo que tivesse nela. tinha você, então ele já adorava isso;

teria você bem pertinho dele, com os olhos piscando e de forma bem fofa olhando para você;

toda vez que você beijasse ele, ele revidaria, te dando um beijo bem no cantinho da boca, depois te olharia de uma forma fofa e depois sorriria;

daria um sorriso sem mostrar os dentes o tempo todo;

quando você beijasse os lábios dele, pode ter certeza, ele iria pedir mais, bem mais;

quando terminasse, pode ter certeza, ele te abraçaria como um urso e te encheria de beijos, seja no topo da cabeça, nuca... ele só iria querer te beijar;

beijos, beijos, beijos, beijos... quantas vezes eu tenho que dizer que ele iria te beijar? ele só... queria isso.

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