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kkurades · 1 year

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ACE my name characters with their idol!s/o (headcannons!)

choi mujin —

- this man will buy anything that has your name on it including the sport car that you created

- you had been given the chance to create your own car and when mujin found out about it he immediately tried to buy it

- key word tried

- apparently your fans were counting down the seconds that it came out

- and when it was finally his turn the bright screen of his computer said that the cars had been sold out already

- this man would become so frustrated by your fans bc no one would give up their car, no matter the price he offered

- when you came home from practice you found your boyfriend furiously tapping at his computer while a cigarette hung from his lips

- he looked up at you when he heard you entering his office

- when you asked what happened he told you that your fans are crazy maniacs

- apparently one of your fans tried to bribe him to get him to get you sign their turtle in exchange for the car

- as he annoyingly tapped his finger against his desk you walked up to him with a smile before kissing him

- he returned the kiss while pulling you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist while yours were wrapped around his neck

- after a short make out session you parted with a bright smile on your face

- istg your man’s face dropped when you told him that you already owned the original car

- but he’d still try to buy your car from you bc he really wants that shit with your name on it

- you eventually gave in with a smile before you handed him the keys to now his new car

- he’s inseparable with that mf car

- and he’d get so mad whenever there’s a scratch on it or if there’s a splatter of blood that accidentally got on it during a fight

- he’ll side eye any other car he’s in bc it’s not as good as yours

- your groups songs would automatically be downloaded so he listens to it anytime he’s driving

- one time taeju got into his car and mujin insisted on driving and when he turned on his playlist which is filled with your songs taeju eyed him with a raised brow

- just imagine two feared gangsters listening to girly pop music with a straight face while chasing some other gangster that betrayed them

do gangjae —

- gangjae loved it when you did interviews but he really really hated it when you had to lie about your relationship

- he knew you had to do it bc of your company but it didn’t stop his annoyance though

- especially not as he watched your most recent interview in his car while a cigarette hung from his lips

- he had a fond look in his eyes as he watched you laugh at something that your members had said

- but when the man interviewing you asked you about your love life and you awkwardly laughed while denying having a relationship he could feel his fists tighten against his phone

- he watched the rest of the interview and glared at anyone that tried to speak to him

- later that evening when you came back home he grinned at you before kissing you heatedly

- the rest of the evening was spent in your shared bedroom and when you finally fell asleep gangjae took your phone

- he unlocked it quietly before opening instagram

- gangjae glanced at your sleeping form in his arms with a slight smile while choosing a couple of pictures of the two of you

- in one of the pictures his arms were wrapped around you while you held your phone

- while in another one the two of you were in his car after an event that you went to, he remembers picking you up and right before the two of you were about to kiss he snapped a picture of the moment claiming he didn’t have enough pictures of the two of you together

- the last picture of you was a mirror pic where you had your arms wrapped around his neck while kissing his cheek lovingly, his tattoos and abs were full on display and your body was pressed against his

- gangjae skimmed through the pictures one more time, putting a red heart in the caption before he posted the pictures for the whole world to see

- he quickly shut your phone off making sure it was silenced so nobody would disturb your time together before he wrapped his arms further around you placing a kiss against your nose

- the next morning you let out a groan but you weren’t able to reach for your phone because your boyfriend tightened his grip around your waist

- eventually you were able to escape from his grip and when you finally took your phone you saw a billion notifications from everyone you knew

- you furrowed your brows in confusion before replying to your manager who was talking about some instagram post so you immediately went to your page only to see a few pictures of you and gangjae blowing up

- your mouth fell open and your phone fell from your hand as you felt your boyfriend crawl behind you to kiss your neck

- ‘what’s wrong baby?’

- you quickly turned to him, already having figured out that he was the one to post those pictures

- he immediately calmed you down telling you that he’ll fully take the blame for it with a grin on his face while you complained to him with your head buried into his shoulder

- so for the next two weeks you were busy with interviews, lives and press conferences while gangjae enjoyed that he could finally be your proper boyfriend

jeon pildo —

- this man was sitting behind his computer screen waiting for your album to come out before immediately pre ordering it

- even though you told him that you would gladly give him an album for free he refused telling you that he wanted for you to make money out of it

- so he waited three weeks for his album to arrive

- his album arrived in the morning right before he had to leave for work but he couldn’t wait to open it so he took it with him to open during his lunch break despite the fact that his colleagues would tease him for it

- after a quiet morning of sitting at his desk he finally got the chance to open his album instead of eating his lunch

- he tore the carton box that was around the album before finally taking the album into his hands with a smile

- but just before he could even look through the album, his colleagues came in

- hyejin sat down at her desk next to his while glancing at the bright pink album in his hands

- she raised her brow which made pildo roll his eyes at her

- when she asked him what it was he quickly told her that it was his girlfriend’s album

- but when he said that she didn’t realise that he meant it as in that the album was made by you and not bought by you

- he quickly went through your members their pages before stopping at yours

- he took his time to admire you with heart eyes while hyejin looked curiously at his album

- ‘that’s my girlfriend’ pildo said proudly while showing her a picture of you

- ‘she’s pretty’ his partner told him while watching him staring at your pictures with loving eyes and an amazed smile

- and when he finally came to the extras he nervously shifted in his seat praying for one of your photocard

- he took the first pc before flipping it and falling back in his seat when he got one of your members instead of you

- he quickly pushed the pc away hoping that one of the two remaining pc’s is one of yours

- then he flipped the second one and let out a sigh when he got another member who wasn’t you

- he quickly readied himself and flipped the third and last pc a wide smile blooming on his face as he saw your sparkling eyes and kind smile

- pildo immediately send you a picture of his new photocard of you that he could add to his collection before taking his other photocards to try to trade them online with a pc of yours

- with a final smile he put the photocard in his wallet so he could always keep you close to him

jung taeju —

- the thing taeju hated more than anything was when you left for tours because he knew he could never go with you

- so he resorted to watching interviews and concerts of you after a hard day of work and coming home to an empty house

- he called you anytime he could and made a habit of sending you gifts as often as he could

- and you absolutely loved to come back to the hotel while knowing that there would be a present on your bed waiting for you after a long tiring concert that had absolutely drained you

- you opened your door while quickly bidding your members goodnight before closing your door with a sigh

- you entered your bedroom and a smile grew on your face when you saw an expensive looking gift neatly placed on your bed

- you pulled your phone from your pocket and quickly pressed on your boyfriend’s contact number

- taeju picked up his phone at the first ring while laying on your shared bed with his arm underneath his head

- a smile spread across his face when he heard your voice for the first time that day while you jumped onto the bed, quickly putting him on loudspeaker to be able to open the package he send you

- he quietly listened to you gleefully unpacking the expensive vivienne westwood necklace that he picked for you himself

- as you thanked him endlessly he asked to face time you so he would be able to see you and you happily did it while thanking him endlessly

- you put on the necklace and showed it to him while he compliments you endlessly

- for the next few hours you talk with each other until you fell asleep while taeju watched you lovingly already counting down the days that you come back home to him

- but he was pleased enough when he noticed you wearing your new necklace at your next concert

yoon jiwoo —

- you and your girlfriend were walking hand in hand through the empty streets while talking quietly with one another

- your relationship had to be kept secret so your company told you to tell people that she was just your friend

- fortunately jiwoo didn’t mind that much because she was a pretty private person and liked to be able to walk around without dispatch taking secret pictures of her

- as the two of you were talking about your weekend plans she noticed a group of high schoolers following the two of you while giggling loudly

- she tugged on your hand which made you turn towards her with a soft smile before it slightly fell at her serious expression

- you looked at the direction she nudged her head to before you smiled warmly at the teenagers that froze when they noticed you saw them

- after a few seconds they ran up to you before bowing at you and complimenting you for your hard work which made you smile wider

- you noticed jiwoo letting go of your hand when your fans asked for some pictures but decided to talk with her after the encounter

- a few minutes later you were having a friendly conversation with them but you noticed them squirming nervously while glancing at your girlfriend every few seconds

- your fingers grazed hers for a second and it seemed to wake her up from her daze

- your fans left shortly after and you quickly linked arms with your girlfriend again while continuing your walk

- when you asked what was wrong she just shrugged so you decided to drop the subject noticing that she wasn’t in the mood to talk to about it

- you quickly looked around before dragging your confused girlfriend into an empty, darkly lit street before kissing her softly

- she softened into the kiss and put her hand on your cheek

- and you knew she knew what you wanted to tell her when you parted with heavy breathing and soft smiles

©cupidsheqrt , 2023.

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misscherrys-world · 1 month

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Jung Tae Ju x fem!Reader

It’s my first fic since long time ago 🤭

Also English is not my first language so please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes. 🫶🏼

It turned a little bit darker than I intended it to be so enjoy!

Relationship status: ✨ enemies to lovers ✨

✨Trigger warnings: injuries, insults, blood, the reader has a crush on taeju and taeju doesn’t know, drugs, gangsters stuff. Slight mention of sexual activities. Mention of death several times. If there’s something else tell me.

✨No usage of Y/N

Third POV:

Feet steps echoed the hotel room where she stayed close to the infamous Jung Tae Ju, he hated her guts. Of course he should hate her she’s the daughter of that one family that betrayed Dongcheon, she was on the run for several months avoiding getting herself killed by Taeju’s cold hands.

She shared a history with Taeju though, before everything went downhill, she was only 17 years old and she was growing that little crush on Taeju. In her perspective he was tall, handsome and everything she wanted basically for a teenager. Although he was way older than her, he was in his late 20’s when they first met.

When she turned 18 her father decided to throw her a huge birthday party and invited Choi Mujin. Of course Mujin won’t come alone he would drag Taeju with him. It was their first interaction, he wished her a happy birthday and gave her the present he bought. She was a blushing mess, she thanked him in a very timid voice. He was just acting emotionless and professional like always. He was clueless about her little crush over him.

Time passed and she turned 20, she got more involved with her family business, more interactions with him, exchanging information, drug deals and lots and lots of money. And her little crush turned into something bigger.

She won’t forget the very first time he touched her like a man would touch a woman. She was only 21 when she got shot, a single bullet to her thigh, he was the only one not busy while both your father and Mujin had to deal with someone. Taeju was the one who took out the person who shooted her, she felt like it’s true love. That night after he helped her with her wounds she was the one who made the first move, a very soft kiss on the corner of his lips, he was confused maybe it was the pain killer she took. He connected their lips together, he’s after all a man who is stressed out and she was a very fine woman in his eyes, he didn’t have any romantic feelings for her though. The night air was very thick as they slept in the same bed, sweaty and relaxed.

That didn’t become a habit, because soon everything was crashing down. Her father betrayed Choi Mujin. At the same time she was in Taeju’s embrace, he got the call, he knew what to do, but he didn’t, he didn’t kill her, he informed her about her father’s betrayal and gave her time to get the fuck out of his sight. It was humiliating. She was treated like a prostitute, and she didn’t even blame Taeju for his actions.

Soon after that incident, she learned that her father was a stupid man, he did that to get his hands on the drugs all over South Korea and to get his only daughter killed. She was the only inheritor of her mother’s wealth, since her beloved mother died in a car accident it’s been clear that her father has set it up. So she learned her father wanted to inherit all that money from her.

She ran away, after several months she send a message to Taeju explaining everything, explaining she was a victim too. He saw the messages, no response though. One day Dongcheon found her hideout, 3 men were sent to kill her one of them was him, Jung Taeju, she managed to escape for the second time but with several wounds from Taeju’s pocket knife. He wasn’t aiming for several cuts but to end her that day. What she doesn’t know that her father was dead the day after she left Taeju’s arms.

It’s difficult time for both of them, she is hurting physically and emotionally, he wasn’t able to kill her with an ease as he thought, he learned that as he hated her he loved her more.

They decided to put an end to this situation. She went to Choi Mujin’s hotel, she knows Taeju would be there. Taeju at the same time he decided to face her, kill her, hug her maybe. He was confused. He reached her side at the hotel room, left all of his weapons and his logical mind out side the room.

“ Taeju..” she said softly with a nervous sigh. He almost lost his cool the way she said his name, he was weak for her voice. “I want to sort things out, your father is dead the day you left my home.” Taeju informed her, she didn’t feel sorry for her father, she stayed silent nodding to him to continue, “It means you’re the one now in charge of your family business and your family did betray Dongcheon-“ she cut him off “I never wanted this life, I’m not responsible for my father decisions, that bastard killed my mother, and he tried to kill me too, my life is fucked up!” She exploded with tears, it wasn’t easy for her to cry in front of someone.

Pity filled Taeju’s eyes, her father betrayal for her was way worse than his betrayal for Dongcheon. He lowerd his head not knowing what to say next, she moved closer to him with a small pocket knife in her hands he recognized it, it was her 18’s birthday present, he’s the one pick it up at the store and request to carve her initials on it. She puts that knife in his hands “Please end everything here, don’t make me feel this pain anymore I-“ he cuts her off placing the knife on the coffée table at his side and cupped her face with both hands to place a kiss on her lips, it was deep, said many things without saying a thing. He broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes “We don’t have to be this way, I can’t kill you, I just can’t..” he said with a very soft tone, a tone she never heard from him before, it was a tone you’d hear between two lovers. She felt for the very first time she is loved. Taeju for the very first time he is in love.

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nessinborderland · 1 year

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My Name -> Fanfiction

-> Do Gangjae

-> Jung Taeju

-> Choi Mujin

#my name #my name fanfiction #my name netflix #do gangjae #jung taeju #choi mujin #my name x reader

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xpialidociousy · 1 year

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Suppression | Choi Mujin x Reader

A/N: I’ve written this about a year ago and I just left it in my drafts so I didn’t proofread this. Hopefully, you’ll still get the story.

Word Count: 6.4k

Warnings: 18+, angst, age gap, eventual smut, pining, jealousy

You first joined the gang when you were 19 and only three years after that, you were able to climb the ranks of Dongcheon. Sighing, you collapsed on the couch of the private gym wherein you practice with the other higher ranks.

“You’re still here?” You abruptly stood up as you look at the source of the voice.

“Oh... Taeju-yah, you scared me.” I sighed, sitting up and resting my back on the couch. He chuckled and sat beside me.

“Taeju-yah? I’m older than you by two years, you know?” I rolled my eyes at him.

“Don’t expect me to call you oppa, please..” He laughed once again and ruffled your hair.

“And what’s wrong with that?”

I eyed him from head to toe. “You’re not exactly an oppa-type-of-guy. Sorry.”

He chuckled once again as we both heard two pairs of footsteps entering the gym. I stood up as I greet them.

“Hyungnim,” Taeju muttered.

“Sunbae,” I greeted Donghoon-sunbaenim. During my stay here, Donghoon sunbaenim has always guided me and helped me. In a sense, he’s like a father to me.

“Hey, you guys are still here?” Donghoon asked.

“Oh, I was just wrapping up when Taeju came in.”

“Again, careful with the Taeju, I told you I’m older than you.” He wrapped his arm on my shoulder, making contact with my exposed skin. Then his other hand gently pat my head as if to scold me.

“As I said earlier, don’t expect me to call you oppa.” I whispered back while Donghoon sunbae watched us, laughing at our exchange.

“I won’t be surprised if you two end up marrying each other.”

I glared at him. “Sunbae, please.”

“I don’t know why you’re assuming that I’ll get married at all, Hyung-nim.” - Taeju

“Yes, bold of you to assume that someone would marry this guy.”

“Woah, make sure you will not eat your words once you fall in love with me and force me into marrying you.”

“That will never happen, so you can now sleep peacefully.” I pat his shoulder gently.

“Oh Mujin, are you going to give them your blessings? Because I would.” That’s when I realized that the boss of Dongcheon was also standing behind Donghoon sunbae.

“Sir,” I bowed.

“Eyyy no need to call Hyungnim boss or sir when it’s just us.” Taeju said. “Right, Hyung?”

I was dazed, his eyes were fixed on me. Have I mentioned that I have a tiny crush on the mob boss, Choi Mujin? I mean, who doesn’t?

“Right,” Donghoon sunbae encourages, putting his arm over the boss’ shoulder, he can freely do that because Mujin is wayyyy younger than he is.

After waiting for any reaction, I began to ask. “So, uhm, what should I call you si- uhm.” I start to blabber nonsense, I wish that I did not, but as I said.... I have a little crush for the boss.

“Mujin, just call me Mujin casually, Y/N.” He said as he intently stared me to my eyes, oh boy.

Thankfully, Taeju butted in. “So I can call you Mujin too, right Hyung?”

Mujin slightly smirked as he reluctantly took his eyes off of her, eyes temporarily settling at Taeju’s. “I clearly said Y/N, Taeju-yah.”

Taeju sighed. “Arasseo,” he gripped my right arm in his hand and bowed at the two older men. “Then... we’ll be going now, Hyung-deul.”

The two nodded at us before Taeju started dragging me out. “Wait, where are you taking me? I didn’t agree to your date proposal.”

He squinted his eyes on me. “Shut up.”

When the two kids left the room, Mujin found himself staring at the girl who was over 10 years younger his age while Donghoon’s laughs filled the room.

“Is there really something between them?” He asked as soon as they disappeared.

Donghoon found his answer interesting. “Why? Are you afraid that she isn’t good enough for your favorite Jung Taeju?”

Mujin shook his head as he look at Donghoon. Mujin knew that you were Donghoon’s favorite, sometimes he thinks Donghoon acts like your father. It makes sense, you and Donghoon has some similarities though it’s hard for Mujin to talk to you yet.

An idea came into Donghoon’s mind as he watched Mujin. His eyes were on him but it was obvious that he was thinking about something else.

“Don’t tell me..” Donghoon said, thinking it was absurd. “No, right?”

Mujin was suddenly brought out from his thoughts. “What?”

Donghoon stared at him longer for a moment, still observing Mujin’s face.

Mujin found this weird so he took a step back. “What?”

But the older guy only looked away and shook his head. “nothing,” Then he started walking to the ring.

“What was that??”

“Nevermind, it’s just nonsense.”

For the next two years, me and Mujin became closer and it wasn’t awkward for us to talk about things anymore. We become a lot more friendly but not like how friendly I am with Taeju. He’s also overprotective with his people but not in a way similar to Donghoon. Though it confuses me, I find this side of him warm.

He stood from the bar and went off to look for you. You were sent to a mission to kidnap the new supplier of drugs that has been affecting your business for weeks now, you had to wear a rather revealing dress as a dress code to the party. You managed to succeed with the mission, leaving it to the hands of Taeju and Donghoon who carried out the unconscious body of your target from a while ago.

From a far, Mujin saw her scanning the crowds looking for him. A slight smirk painted on his face thinking that she was only looking for him. He made his way towards her, increasing his speed once he saw males surrounding her bombarding her with questions. Without a word, Mujin managed to slip himself in the crowd, placing his hand on one side of your hip, pulling you against him.

All the guys looked up to him, irritation was painted on their faces. He wanted to show who she is, at least to him, so smirking he said. “There you are,” whispering it to your ear.

Mujin waited and Y/N seemed to catch up well as a smile painted to her face and her hand falling on his chest. “Oh, hey love.” you said with that voice. “I’ve been looking for you.” you began to snuggle against him, head falling in his chest.

“Sorry, let’s go?” All you replied was a nod. With that, Mujin took off his eyes from you and to the guys who was obviously disappointed. He couldn’t stop flashing them a smug grin as he placed his hand on your back, gently assisting you out of the room. His hand lingered even when you two made it to his car.

“You’ve done so well..” Mujin complimented and I beamed up, of course, my boss was complimenting me so how can I not feel giddy?

Mujin still wouldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“Well, because you did so well and it’s such a waste to go home looking like that. Why don’t we go get dinner first?” Looking like that? Did he thought I was beautiful? You looked up at him and saw him already staring at you.

“Sure,” that’s when Mujin finally took his eyes off of you as he opened the door to his seat, a hidden smile on his face from his approval of your answer. With that, you followed after him and opened your own door.

Mujin took you to a rather fancy restaurant, the night was filled with just you two talking. You were admiring how he looked, as did he. His eyes never leaving yours. He watched you all night, from how you cut your steak, to how you laughed when he mentioned something funny and to how you drank the your wine. Your tongue running over your lower lip in an attempt to savor it up to its last drop. And though his thoughts ran wild again from this, he restrained himself, knowing all too well how you would react once he took action for his thoughts.

And so the night ends by him dropping you off to your unit, both of you restraining yourselves, both thinking how the other would be furious once you’ve done something.

“Oh right, I almost forgot. Here’s the telecomm,” You held the little device in your hand mid air, waiting for Mujin to take it. His hand extended to yours, fingers lightly grazing yours and you both stilled in that moment for a few seconds, both contemplating whether to hold each other hands but deciding not to do so.

You look away and opened the door. Bowing you say, “Thank you for the dinner.”

And all Mujin did was to nod his head, your hand closing the door as you proceed to walk off to your door. Mujin can only watch.

Spending the next year together only worsen the tension. He wanted you more, but he couldn’t do anything about it. And so he observed you with his eyes, watched how you move and fight, and savor listening to your voice.

You forget the amount of times you had to remind yourself not to think of lewd things when your boss calls you into his suite, instructing you for a mission. And you always had to remind yourself that he was just being a kind friend whenever he tells you to be careful as you turn your back to him after receiving orders. And he would always wait for you to look at him again whenever you halt in place when he does this, but you never did.

Just like Donghoon and Taeju, Mujin only wanted you to be safe, there was no other underlying meaning to this. So you always convinced yourself to continue walking out of his office.

One time, this happened in the presence of Donghoon. The moment you left the room, he asked. “What’s stopping you?”

Mujin didn’t bother to lie, he knew it was useless. So, instead of answering, he just downed his whiskey, hoping that Donghoon will just drop the subject.

Thankfully, he did.

You were busy in the gym, training the new guys. Especially Do Gangjae, he has the skills and he’s willed enough to win the brawls. Despite being the maknae, he earned the trust of the older trainees. You were having fun for a while, until you heard the news.

Donghoon is dead.

Donghoon, your only father figure.

When you found out about the truth, you found yourself speechless. Asking yourself and even the ghost of Donghoon if everything was just a lie. Those stories, time, laughters and memories that you’ve shared together, was it all just a lie?

You didn’t even have the courage to go to his funeral, opting never to associate with him again.

You cared so much for Donghoon. As much as you care for Mujin and Taeju. So his death, despite his betrayal, was still as painful. What made it even worse is knowing who killed him, and still understanding why he was killed... why it was necessary.

It was the most important rule of Dongcheon, betray the organization and you will be killed. Surely, Donghoon knew of this risk before he entered the organization as a spy.

Though Mujin will never say it, you knew he hated the situation too. Donghoon was his most trusted friend, and you knew that, for a moment, he hesitated. But it was the rule of Dongcheon, and without it, the organization will crumble.

His betrayal changed something in your leader, as well as Taeju. Mujin seemed to draw boundaries now, Taeju started calling him sir/boss/CEO again, so you decided to call him that too. Taeju, at first, didn’t want to strike any conversation with you at all, but he eventually came around.

Mujin did not. It’s as if he had taken all the steps he made towards you, and now you’re both back to zero. He realized how wrong it was for him to trust someone, given his... profession and lifestyle. He should’ve known better. Everyone will betray him someday. And he would eventually have to kill them.

Never did the three of you spend your time together again, eating samgyeopsal at the same place, though Taeju will sometimes offer to treat you somewhere else.

It all gets worse once Donghoon’s daughter came in the picture. She’s too driven by revenge. At times, you wanted to scare her away, to tell her to escape and rebuild her life, but she was too eager to avenge her dad. A part of you felt for her, for all the times that she had missed Donghoon, he was with you, looking after you like a father. Perhaps that was the reason why he was so fond of you? Maybe you reminded him of his own daughter? But you’ll never know.

You never had the chance to convince Mujin to let go of his little revenge, believing that he wouldn’t listen to you. He seemed to have grown an interest for Donghoon’s girl. Finding her similar to Donghoon, yet different. She was much braver than him. You understood why Mujin was so interested in her and you knew, that if there was someone who could cause Mujin’s and Dongcheon’s downfall... then it would be her. So you weren’t that surprised, watching Mujin training her in such late hour. He’s smiling again, you can taste jealousy in your tongue.

Not really having the energy for other things, you volunteered to handle the deal in Japan, and when you came back.. you found out that Gangjae has killed Donghoon’s daughter, Ji-woo, was it?

Such tragic life.

Well, yours isn’t any different.

For the next two years, Dongcheon only became more powerful. Which meant that there were more enemies. Taeju was in charge of transacting with the dealing of drugs while you were in charge of taking care of Dongcheon’s allies, always sent out to make sure that everything is in order. You thought 2 years would be enough for Mujin to come around, but it turns out that you were wrong. Still, you were happy that he seemed to be doing better now, and if your source was correct, a member of Dongcheon said that Mujin was frequently seeing a woman, though you never knew of her name and face. Except for the fact that Mujin drinks in her tumbler, chamomile. She gives him chamomile tea.

Mujin waited for you to enter his office, a glass of whiskey in his left hand. It’s been years, but he still finds himself anticipating every chance that he gets just to get a glimpse of you.

“How are things with the other gangs? Are they demanding something else?” He asked, eyes on her, scanning her face. As always, she looked beautiful, though he wondered why she was wearing a turtle neck instead of their normal dress shirt.

“There are no problems as of the moment sir, though Seotaji keeps demanding for more drugs, we were able to settle it.”

“Demanding?”

“Yes sir, they have a new leader. But it’s all settled.” Mujin only nodded, eyes moving from your eyes and to your neck. He was surprised by what he saw than what he just heard.

You realized where he was looking at so you quickly pulled your turtleneck higher, hiding the hickeys.

“Okay, good work, leave.” He said, turning his chair from her form, downing his alcohol again in an attempt to bury the sting in his chest.

Who was the bastard that left his mark on you? Did they purposely placed it there to remind Mujin how he can never have you? His mind flashed pictures of you with another man, watching and hearing you gasp and moan for someone else... so when he heard the door close behind you, he tossed his glass of whiskey to the floor, his right hand reaching to his pocket, desperately lighting his cigarette to ease his mind of these pictures.

Taeju entered the room and had it cleaned up. “Is there a problem, sir?”

Mujin only shook his head. “Is there anything happening with our members?”

Taeju was confused, what is it that he wanted to know? Knowing that you entered before him, he must’ve realized it.

“He’s not from Dongcheon,” Mujin nodded.

Then who the fuck is he?

“I’d look into it sir—“

“Why would you?” Mujin grew defensive all of a sudden. “It’s none of my business, I was just curious..”

“Just to make sure he wouldn’t bring trouble to the organization.” Taeju said, but the look in his eyes alone was enough confirmation that he did knew of Mujin’s intentions.

“Okay, do that.” Taeju bowed once again before leaving the room.

In no time, Taeju found out about your lover. He’s just a gangster from an allied gang. He’s at the same age as you.

This went on for months, you walking in wearing a turtle neck and Mujin already knowing why. He would just dismiss you after that.

Today was going to be the same, though when you walked in, you saw a tipsy Mujin. Which has never happened before. “Sir,” you bowed.

“Again?” He asked, laughing bitterly. He stood up and walked around his desk, stopping just in front of it to sit. “Don’t you guys even rest? Is he that crazy for you?”

You were flustered. “Sir—“

“Shh, I don’t wanna hear it.” He shook his head. “Can I blame him? No. No."

Before you can even process his words, your attention was suddenly on his touch, he held your hand in his as gently as he could. He then caressed your fingers, his thumb tracing the ring on your finger. Another mark on you. Whoever this guy was, he certainly knew how to show possession, and it drives Mujin crazy but there’s nothing he can do about it.

“Are you marrying him?” He asked.

Before she could even answer, Taeju entered the office. And she was gone in an instant, thinking about what he just said.

The next time you saw each other, no one mentioned it again. The silent treatment went on until one day you didn’t show up for work, Taeju had no idea why too. And another day passed, still no you. Mujin grew impatient so he sent Taeju to you, but you were not in your apartment.

The next day, you showed up late at night, apologizing. Mujin sat in his desk, looking at you. “Where have you been?”

“I apologize sir—“

“Wait,” he said, eyes scanning your face. He went down from his desk and took strides to stand in front of you. He lifted his right hand and let it fall on your left cheek, his thumb running over a bruise.

“What happened to you?” You averted your gaze from him, wanting to hide.

“It’s... I just got into a fight during—“

“Stop lying, it’s been years since I last saw you with a bruise.” He knew full well that it wasn’t from an enemy, you had let your guard down, which meant that it was caused by someone you trust. Mujin’s hands started to slightly pull the collar of your dress shirt, looking for other bruises.

“Mujin...”

All Mujin could feel was rage. “Where is he?”

“It’s all settled, Mujin. I finished it—“ Mujin only shook his head, trying to calm himself.

“Y/N, where is he?” When he was sure that you were alright, Mujin left to look for your ex. When he did found him, he was already bruised with a scar on his face, which is your doing.

Taeju swung his fist first, while Mujin watched.

When enough was done, Mujin held the guy’s chin and made him look at his eyes. “Who the fuck do you think you are to do that?” He then swung one punch on the man’s jaw, kicking him repeatedly on his chest. “Fucking. Bastard.”

He then stopped. “Don’t you dare come near her again. Or I’ll make sure you’ll die slowly in the most painful way possible.”

As the months go by, the little bruise disappeared. Taeju had learned the truth, he attacked you in your apartment when you were asleep after ending things with him, fortunately, your intense training had helped you. You were staying at Liber for the mean time, Mujin didn’t want to risk it. So you weren’t surprised when he suddenly showed up in front of your door step, asking if you two could talk.

You served him wine that was left by Taeju. His eyes observed you all the while, something that you’re very used to. When you extended your arm to give him his wine. There was only silence between the two of you. When he finished his glass, Mujin only sat there staring at you, waiting for you to empty your own glass, his eyes focused on your lips. How long has it been since he met you? 8 years? And he’s been wanting to bend you in his desk for 6 years. Pining over you and being content with watching you.

Feeling nervous under his gaze, you downed the remaining wine on your glass. “You’re not wondering why I’m here?”

You shook your head.

“How about everything that I said before? Or how I reacted? Are you not curious as to why I reacted like that?”

“No sir, I thought it’s because it would’ve been a shame to Dongcheo—“

“Stop pretending, I know you know it.” Mujin said, his teeth clenching as you watch him close his eyes in frustration. You’d be an idiot, if you still don’t know by now that the leader has romantic feelings for you.

“Know what sir?” To change the topic, you stood up from the couch. “Do you want some more wine si—“ Mujin gently tugged her hand, causing her to fall on his lap.

His touch was too much. Too much that she couldn’t find the strength to stand up from his lap. Her mind ran wild when he placed his rough hands on her hips, adjusting her thighs to straddle him, his eyes wandering from her eyes to her lips and back to her eyes again.

“I’ll give you 5 seconds to stand up.” He whispered, looking at her eyes. “5....4.....3.....2....”

Then his eyes fell on her lips as he gently held her chin. “1,” then he pulled her and kissed her.

And though Mujin counted, he was expecting for her to pull away, so he was surprised when she rested her hands on his shoulders instead and kissed him back.

Mujin’s desire only ran wild, his senses were high on alert as they took her in. The feeling of her body against his, her scent, the sound of their lips locking, and the taste of her lips. Suddenly, he felt himself getting drunk of her.

Y/N thought she would melt, as she felt him gently caressing her arms, rubbing them up and down as if she was fragile. She felt so important, so adored. And if she only knew every thought of Mujin about her, she would definitely feel like a queen. If it was up to him, he could build a statue of her.

They had to pull away for a while, their eyes opening at the same time. “You’re so beautiful,” Mujin said, scanning her whole face while his hand caressed her cheek, pulling her face close to him again and sticking her forehead to his, closing his eyes. “You taste and feel so good, even better than I imagined.” He then pulled his face away from her to stare at her. “You don’t deserve anything less than perfection, and though I can’t give that to you, I’ll do my best to give you everything that I can.”

Through his half lidded eyes, Mujin stared in your eyes. “I’ll make sure you won’t ever regret it.... and all I ask in return is for you to stay by my side.”

He softly traced your facial features with the back of his hand. “Can you do that for me?”

With this question, you let your hand fall to the face of the man who was letting himself be vulnerable to you, despite of all the betrayals that he went through. “I will stay by your side, even if you don’t ask me to.” Mujin let himself take in the warmth of your hand, your touch drives him crazy that he wondered why he even restrained himself from doing this in the first place, then he would’ve had you for all those years, and you wouldn’t have to suffer from some lowly bastard.

He nodded at your response before moving his hand from caressing your cheek and to the back of your neck, pulling you in for another kiss. This time, it was deeper. Mujin was eager to taste you, and you let him. Fighting for dominance, you were trying to beat his tongue but when you felt his hands rubbing your thigh, you lost it. Losing your mind, you let him win. Mujin was smirking because of this.

“Mmmm,” The feel of his rough hands on your soft skin was so addicting. You’ve been touched before, but Mujin’s touch makes you feel like you’re burning up. You wanted more, wanting to feel his warmth, you arch your back and pushed your body closer to his.

Mujin moaned at the feeling of your chest against his, growing excited by the fact that he could touch you and undress you now, his long time desire. Now that he was distracted, you took your chance to land soft kisses in his jaw and neck. You work on his necktie, loosening it and throwing it somewhere in the room. You then moved to take off his jacket that was tossed somewhere too. You excitedly unbuttoned his dress shirt, aching to feel his skin under your finger tips. Mujin only chuckled at this, helping you unbutton his shirt.

“So eager for me,” he mused. You pulled away and stared at him through half lidded eyes.

“Do you even have any idea how badly I wanted to do this?” You whispered, trailing kisses from his jaw, his exposed shoulders and up his neck again to his ear. “Every time you called for me in your office, I wanted nothing but to straddle you in your chair and to just grind into you while leaving kisses in your beautiful neck.”

Mujin felt his cock twitching at your sudden confession. “Is that so?”

“Yes sir,” He moaned when you started grinding on top of him. “Fuck!” Hands falling on your butt and guiding them to grind against his hard-on. When you finally unbuttoned Mujin’s dress shirt, he took it off and tossed it behind him.

“As much as I love the feel of your lips, love, I also have my own desires to fulfill.” With that, Mujin pulled you in once again for another hot kiss, this time it was more forceful, you felt the slight burning of your lips. He squeezed your breasts through your clothes and you couldn’t help but moan.

“Please....” you said as you brushed his hair through your fingers. He held the hem of your t-shirt and pulled it over your head, he pulled away just so he can see you, his eyes filled with lust and burning desire. He expertly unclasped your bra and let them fall down, his eyes dilating at the sight, while he bit his lip with a smirk in his face.

“So fucking beautiful,” he wasted no time, he pulled you closer and left a trail of kisses in your jaw, sucking everywhere that his lips touched, marking you. Finally. His kisses went down to your neck, finding the spot that made you moan, making sure to bite it and massage it with his tongue afterwards. Your shoulders were not excused, he left his marks too. As his kisses move closer to your breasts, he stopped.

“Mujin?” He chuckled. “So needy,” he adjusts your position on his lap, making you high enough so that your nipples were on the same level as his lips. He stared at your eyes and you felt his breath on your now perked up left nipple. Then he teasingly licked it.

“Ahhh...” you let your fingers pull on his hair, pushing him closer to your breasts. He started sucking, then finally, you felt his tongue playing with your nipples. “Shit!” You started grinding your core once again, too turned on.

Mujin was so satisfied to see you so eager for him. He let go of your nipple with a pop. “So, you have a fetish for nipple sucking.” I felt myself blush from his words. “That’ll be fun, but let’s do that some other time, for now..”

He moved to your right nipple, doing the same things that he did, he got the same reaction, which was you grinding your core against him. He made sure to leave marks on your breasts too. When he was satisfied, he pushed you up and guided you to clasp your legs on his torso, he then stood up and walked through your bed, not breaking the kiss. You let your hands slide down his heaving chest and the desire to kiss every inch of him took over you.

Plopping you down to the bed, you took this chance to climb over him. Mujin sighed, knowing he should let you, he then felt your lips on his chest, gently sucking on his skin... he felt weird, never has he been marked before... but he still let you, your lips moved to his tattoo. You pulled away for a second and gave one kiss to it.. just when he though you were gone, you moved your kisses to his nipples. He hissed, strangely liking it. As you move your lips to his other nipple, your hand traveled to unzip his slacks, pushing it lower to palm his hardened member, but he held your hand and turned over, so you were now at the bottom once again.

His lips fell on your breasts, wanting to feel the soft skin of your love handles... his finger traced your tattoo that was identical to him, while his left hand pulled your shorts down. He once again kissed your neck while his finger rubbed circles over your soaked panties.

“Mmmmm...” you moaned. Your breath ragged. He bit you the junction of your neck and shoulder and you were losing your mind so you reached down to take off your panties but he stopped you.

“I want it to be so soaked, love.” He said, kissing you once again, silencing your protests.

“Mmm please, ahh— touch me please Mujin.” You wanted to feel his finger without the cloth and Mujin pulled away to watch you pleading. He buried his nose into your neck once again, inhaling your scent.

“Sorry, I won’t be touching you... not yet.” He said before moving down, he then took off your panties in one move and pulled your legs over his shoulders. He slowly left small kisses in your thighs and his beard felt so heavenly in your skin, you watched under you as he buried his nose in your skin, seemingly wanting to take in your scent. He started moving again and you arch your back to get him where you wanted, but to no avail.

“Mujin please..”

“So wet for me, so eager, is this how much you want me, love?”

“Yes—“ before you can even finished, Mujin licked your folds gently eliciting a loud moan from you. “You taste and smell so good,” you arched you back again, wanting nothing but to bury him in your pussy.

“Please, Mujin.” He didn’t know you’d be the type to plead, but he likes it, so much. So he gave you what you want and began licking your clit, his mouth eating you as if he was starved for a long time. The moans that went out of your mouth were too loud accompanied by your hand in his hair and hearing his name with your gasps and whines made him so eager to draw out every single noise that he can get from you. He buried his nose in your pussy, while he worked his tongue, wanting to get you to come.

“G-gonna come,”

“Go on love, go on...” then he felt your body shaking under him, he looked up at you and in no time, you came in his mouth, his tongue helping you to ride out your high. He tasted your cum, loving how you taste, all the while staring at your face. You eyebrows were scrunched up and your eyes were almost closing, mouth open wide and your chest rising and falling. He then stood up for a while, taking off all of his remaining clothes as you watch him, you legs opening at the sight. He pumped his dick with a smirk on his face as he watched how you reacted.

He then hovered over you once again.

“W-wait, Mujin... I-I’m overstimulated.” Mujin only kissed your neck.

“It’s alright. I think you can take it, love. You’ll do well, going to take me so well, right?”

You had no choice but to nod, wanting to make him feel good.

“You want this, right? I can stop now..”

“No, please, please don’t stop.” Mujin nodded and he took your legs to help you lock them around him, they were powerless, looks like you’re only used to coming once. Huh. For a while, he kissed you to wait for you to move on from your high. Hands cupping your breasts and thumbs playing with your nipple, he noticed that he never failed to bring out a moan from you when it comes to your nipples.

Once he felt you’re alright he placed his arms under yours and held your shoulders, pulling you close to him, his chest touching yours and that alone can make him come. He slid his member on your folds, up and down, before he slowly entered you. You were already slick, but it still was hard for him to slide through. You buried your nails into his back while being stretched out. “Fuck, Y/N.” Once it was all in, he stopped for a moment, waiting for you to adjust, and when you left a kiss on his neck, Mujin knew he could start.

He pulled his hips back and slowly pushed it in, making a sound from slapping his hips to your own. “You feel so good... fuck.. so so good,”

He thrust into you one more time, almost losing his mind on how tight you were. “Mujin...” his thrust starting to get faster, though he always had to remind himself not to get too lost, but it was so hard not to lose control... you feel so good around him.

“You were made to be mine, love. You were made to be fucked by me— oh,” he can hear your whines, the fact that you can’t even form words struck him. He almost came when he felt you clenching around him. “Shibal—ah.”

He buried his face in your chest, moaning into your skin as his pace continued to pick up, your moans and whines only got louder. You were now meeting his thrusts, so it made him think that he could still go faster, which made you scream.

“My noisy princess,” he chuckled, leaving sloppy kisses in every skin that he could reach. He watched as your breasts bounced in each of his thrusts and how you maintained eye contact with him through your half lidded eyes, forehead scrunched up. The image of you made him hornier.

“I-I’m—“ he was mind blown by how you were able to cum for him again.

“Good girl, you’re doing so well, princess...” he left kisses on your chests, knowing you were overstimulated once again, which made sense on why you were whining.

“Mujin—please,”

“Shhh shhh, you can take it princess, just one more... one more, you’re doing so well.” He caressed your hair, stepped back for a minute moving your legs over his shoulders for a new angle. He pinned your wrists at the side of your head, now satisfied with the fact that he’s face to face with you, so he left sloppy kisses on your lips, muffling your moans.

“MMMMMM,” you started writhing and he knew that he found your gspot, so he continued in this angle, detaching his lips from yours to bury his forehead to your left shoulder, he was going crazy.

His thrusts became sloppy so you knew he was coming, you moved your hips a little to create a circular motion and he gasped. “Y/N...” you clenched your pussy to his and he buried his forehead deeper into your neck, leaving a bite on the junction while his finger stimulated your clit, causing you to come for the third time.... it finally caused him to come too, your name repeated like a mantra in your neck as he rode out both of your highs together.

He pulled out from you as he let himself collapse beside you, the both of you were panting for a moment. When he moved on, he reached for your face and caress it. You were completely used and he knew you couldn’t even stand. He sat up and looked over at you, eyes falling at the pool of cum in your pussy, oozing out of you, he’s beginning to grow turned on again, but you clearly cannot take another round.

Gently, he kissed your lips as softly as he could, his hands playing with your breasts, and you still reacted. “Let’s get you cleaned up, love.” And so he carried you to the bathroom and gave you a bath, his hands loving the softness of your skin. You tried to do the same to him but it was hard. He chuckled at this and assured you. “It’s alright, I got it.”

He reminded you to pee and he washed your feminine area for you, longer than he had to, but it still did the trick. He dried your hair and your body, not wanting you to get sick, then he placed you back on the bed once again, placing a soft kiss beside your head. “Thank you for tonight,”

All you could reply was a hum and then you fell asleep, Mujin engulfing you in his arms before draping the blanket over the two of you, still amazed at how good you felt against him, he swore never to stop touching you again.

#choimujin #choi mujin x reader #Choi Mujin fanfiction #my name #park hee soon #choi mujin #choi moojin #choi mujin imagine #my name imagines

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euphoniumpets · 2 years

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hey!! can i request some gangjae angst where you realise he isn’t the same person as when you started dating bc you find out about the gym and you leave him? endings up to you!

What a world we live in | Do Gangjae

Please don't plagiarize my work!

A/N: I'm still clearing my inbox and request are still closed for the moment!

Warnings: mentions of rape, violence, blood & gore, and angst.

The rumors spread quickly when it happened.

You couldn't believe it with your own eyes when you heard about what had happened with poor Jiwoo. You could understand his anger and frusteration since he had told you about his dream.

But that didn't make any excuses on why he did it.

Nothing good was going to come from any of his actions since you knew that your father was furious.

And after promisning your father that Gangjae was a person that wouldn't hurt you or the organisation when he found out that the two of you were sneaking behind his back, you were drowing with shame and guilt.

''Father I can explain-''

''Silence,'' He interrupted you. You stood frozen in his office with feared eyes as his back faced in front of you. The rain poured heavily against the windows as thunder could hear in the silent room.

The only ones that stood there was you, Taeju and your father.

You turned around towards the door entrance as you could see your father's men brought him in. You saw Gangjae in front of him all bloodied and bruised.

All you wanted to run towards him and comfort him but the feeling of your father grip on your bicep made you stand still. You could hear him beg to your father for forgiveness but there was no excuse for what he tried to did.

''Please, I'm so sorry,'' He sobbed as his eyes met with you. You avoided his eyes and stared at the floor with a shameful expression.

''It was an accident!'' He begged.

''Was it an accident the day when you began to be with my daughter?'' You heard your father scowl at him. You knew that he was furious at the way he spoke.

''You promised to not be a threat to the organisation and yet here you are,'' Mujin spoke with a sigh as he looked down at the boy with an amused expression.

''Face, arm, or leg, I will only manage one, and If you ever touch my daughter again or any woman within this organization, I will be doing much more than that,'' You could hear Gangjae plead your name as you still didn't look up from the floor.

You felt angry towards him and thought back at the memories when he wasn't the same person when he was now. He was so innocent back then. ''Since you can't choose, I'll choose for you,'' You tried to be strong for the organization and for your father, but seeing the boy you once loved was making you almost break into pieces.

Gangjae pleaded with mercy at Mujin as you could hear him grabbing the katana to the side as he pressed the black steel against Gangjae's cheek.

You winced with fear and you could feel Taeju's eyes on you. Mujin stabbed into Gangjae's cheek and sliced it through as he cried with pain. ''Get him out of my sight and off my property,'' He ordered his men as they obeyed and dragged him away.

You let out a deep breath that you didn't knew that you were holding as your father walked to his office desk and lit another cigarette. You didn't say a word and left his office.

Mujin faced over the windows as he took a breath from the cigarette before he glanced at Taeju. ''Sir, what will happen to Y/n?'' Taeju spoke. ''I need you to take care of her and not make the same mistake again, do you understand?'' He responded from behind as Taeju nodded.

''Of course, sir,''

''Right now, she needs someone to comfort her,'' He replied as Taeju understood the assignment as he bowed and walked out of his room. Taeju was glad to know that Gangjae was out of their lives since he knew that you deserved someone better.

Someone more like him.

#taeju x reader #my name x you #my name x reader #taeju imagine #taeju fic #taeju oneshot #taeju x you #taeju x y/n #do gangjae x reader #gangjae x reader #do gangjae imagine

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aly-writes · 2 years

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Hi there! I really enjoy your works and damn it got me visiting your account to read more. I then noticed you haven't written anything for Taeju from My Name, so I'm here to request something!

Reader and Taeju are lovers but act like casual friends!

It can be headcanons, a small story or an imagine, anything! I just want to see how you write Taeju because so far the other writings are chef's kisses.

taeju is a bit of a difficult character for me to write, so i hope this satisfied you nonnie! yikes this one is a little short, i hope you don't mind :( inspiration kind of went down in the dumps

i wasn't quite sure if you wanted their relationship to be similar to casual friends in general, or moreso them acting like casual friends in front of other people. i decided to go with the latter, hope that's alright with you

warnings: none

taeju and his s/o acting like casual friends

taeju is more of a private lover, so it's no surprise that his relationship with you came off as a mere friendship to others.

it's not like you were totally against acting like a couple—because you weren't.

but with both of your jobs, it might be more problematic than one would expect. he's choi mujin's right-hand man, and you were a simple assistant.

his work was dangerous, and he had always expressed a bit of fear that you could potentially be harmed because of it.

he spent most of his time running around and doing tasks for mujin or accompanying the man, so it wasn't like you got much time to act like a couple in public anyway.

it happened pretty naturally, actually.

taeju was a very formal guy in the first place, so when he was on the clock you could expect him to treat you like nothing but a colleague.

you were a bit surprised to see him treating you like a casual friend, but you'd take that over the formality you assumed would happen.

of course this is all different when it's just the two of you. casual relationship things happen, and it's definitely a stark contrast to how you act around others.

other people never suspect a shred of anything between you two.

the only person to have the lightest suspicions is mujin himself. taeju has been his right-hand for a long time, it's naturally strange to see him sparing glances and friendly hellos at a meager assistant.

he didn't care enough to question the man though. as long as you didn't get in the way of taeju's performance, mujin couldn't care less.

aside from that, the other workers under mujin would never imagine someone like taeju was romantically involved with you. his glances are only seen by mujin because they're constantly working near each other, but other than that, he makes them as sneaky as possible.

this dynamic between the two of you comes in handy at times.

you're never considered a potential weakness to taeju. whether it's mujin who thinks this or an enemy.

mujin doesn't think you'll get in the way, so it's a win-win for both of you.

whereas enemies don't try to use you against him, and that's all he could ever ask for.

in the end, the both of you acting like nothing but friends gives you more benefits than you could ever imagine it would. it leaves the stress of your safety off of his shoulders, and you don't have to worry about getting scolded by mujin.

the extent of your romantic relationship in public isn't much.

you hold conversations with each other much more than taeju would with anyone else, but it's hardly noticeable.

if no one is around, he might give your hand or shoulder a quick squeeze.

truly, affection doesn't come easily in public. sometimes you get a little tired of it, but he makes up for it when it's just the two of you behind closed doors.

speaking of, your relationship dynamic changes pretty drastically when you're alone.

you like to do a lot of the cheesy couple stuff together. it makes up for the obscurity of your jobs.

watching shitty romcoms, making heart-shaped pizzas (they never come out of the oven looking like a heart though), and all of that. more often than not, it's you bringing up these ideas and him playing along with them to make you happy.

the affection level definitely goes up when you're in private. you're very content with that.

the banter the two of you had surprisingly stays pretty similar to when you're in public. taeju finds it a little difficult to turn off that filter during what little free time you have together.

though it can be slightly difficult for you to act like nothing but friends, he does have his way of making sure you know that he loves you.

this is done pretty subtly most of the time.

shared glances, most often. but in those glances are eyes filled with an overwhelming amount of love. he also likes to leave tiny notes in your work locker. he's really sweet when it comes to stuff like that.

occasionally he goes with something a little more noticeable.

one day you were sitting at your desk and a sudden delivery of flowers arrived.

they had your name on them and it was a bouquet of your favorite flowers. there was no mistaking that they were for you.

while the card didn't tell you who they were from, you knew.

while that stuff happens sometimes, most of the time he treats you casually.

you get used to it pretty quickly. as long as you're aware that he still loves you, you don't mind acting like you're friends.

it's still quite an honor to be 'friends' with taeju. not many get that title. he's kind when he needs to be, but he never gets close enough to the people he works with to consider them friends.

so either way, you get special treatment from him.

overall...

taeju holds you dear to him, which is why he treats you like a friend in the first place.

whether it's for your safety or just how he acts, he still loves you a lot and will do the most for you when he needs to.

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conivingmf · 2 years

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imagining things | after sex

pair: jung tae ju x reader

show: my name

genre: mention of sexual activity

it was late at night and your bedroom was flooding, all that was on the floor you placed on a higher place to avoid getting it wet.

your face was dripping wet too, the hair on your face and parts of your robe was damp too.

you step closer to the door of your bathroom to see the man who came here dry and hair slicked back, was now in the same predicament as you were.

with his hair down, he looks at you— a mixture of disappointment and tiredness laced his gaze.

" how did you manage to break your sink even,,,"

he asked, borderline thankful that now at least the water wasn't spraying at his face like earlier.

you step inside the bathroom, kneeling beside him and pathing his thigh— innocent smile was hiding an embarrassing back story of how the sink broke.

and he saw it, he looked so done with your antics that he didn't even bother asking again, instead he made sure the bolt wasn't to tight so it wouldn't crack the pipes.

you watched him do his work, your hands starting to roam the wet fabric that stuck to his skin.

" you should really teach me how to do this, so i wouldn't have to call anyone for it."

you whispered to his ear— gentle whispers turned into kisses on the neck, kisses turned into licking until he finally turned his his face for his lips to take yours.

your hands already made itself busy by unbuttoning his shirt, his hands abandoning his previous task to pull your head closer to his, deepening the kiss by tilting his head.

but before you both could go far enough, he pulled away breathlessly.

" you come up with very interesting reasons for me to come here,,,"

you giggle, taking off your robe to reveal nothing but your underwear that you picked specially for his arrival. the robe you wore was now on his head, drying his wet locks.

" you're imagining things."

with the robe, you pulled him in for another kiss.

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sweetandabitspycho · 8 months

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Kdramas master list

Request are open for all.

D.P.

My Name

Gangjae dating hc

Jung Taeju dating hc

Choi Mujin hc

Mouse

Bloodhounds

Hong Woo-jin dating hc

Vincenzo

Jang Han-Seo dating hc

Jang Han-Seo jealous nsfw

Jang Han-Seo jealousy sfw

Jang Han-Seok nsfw hc

Jang Han-Seok dating hc

Jang Han-Seok Jealously nsfw

Jang Han-Seok Jealously sfw

Jang Han-Seok x reader smuts

#my name x reader #mr choi moo-jin #choi moo-jin x reader #Jeong Ba-reum x reader #Jung Taeju x reader #jung taeju x reader #Vincenzo #vincenzo x reader #Bloodhounds x reader

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kkurades · 1 year

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ MY NAME MASTERLIST ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

choi mujin —

nothing yet

do gangjae —

nothing yet

jeon pildo —

nothing yet

jung taeju —

nothing yet

yoon jiwoo —

nothing yet

headcannons

ace | my name characters with their idol!s/o ( fluff )

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mynamefreak · 2 years

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Hi, I saw you opened your requests, so, could you write something with Taeju, where he has to protect Mujin's daughter, and she one day runs off to go to a party and when he finds out where she went, he goes after her, but getting there he has to fight some guys who were trying to grab her? And he also ends up confessing that he's jealous of her because he likes her? It can be smut or romantic if you like. Thank you very much. ❤️

It's so hard to find My Name fics around here lol.

A little secret

Pairing: Jung Tae-ju x f!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Living with an overprotective father like Mu-jin can be exhausting. You wanna go a little crazy sneaking out to the party. You don't expect such a reckless decision to lead to confession.

Requested?: Yes

Warnings: None

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- From today on, you have to keep an eye on her. - Mu-jin said imperturbably, lighting a cigarette.

- What? - you asked incredulously, looking between your father and his right hand called Tae-ju. - I'm an adult! I can take care of myself-

- This is not amenable to discussion. From today Tae-ju makes sure nothing happens and you don't move anywhere outside the school and house without telling me about it.

You watched, still nervous at his words. Why was he doing this to you?

- You can't just lock me up! I can take care of myself!

- It's for your own good.

He said nothing more, breaking eye contact. You scoffed and you looked at the man watching the whole situation. You shook your head and started to leave. You didn't feel like sitting in this place any longer. You knew exactly what your father was like, but you didn't expect him to go this far.

And so a few years have passed. You felt like a prisoner. But appearances are deceptive. Tae-ju was a really nice guy. Even though he always had a mixture of innocence and seriousness on his face when you were close. In time, you started talking to him. By talking, I mean trying to make some kind of contact. He just tried to answer your questions, and besides protecting you, you had the feeling that he was keeping his distance.

You didn't even realize when your cheeks were turning a juicy red in his presence. You liked him. Which didn't change the fact that you didn't intend to waste your youth. You were going to have fun that day. And your father couldn't stop you. Not today.

But Tae-ju had his reasons to keep his distance. He also didn't realize when he became livelier seeing you. When he caught himself staring at you a few times, he began to suspect what was happening. But he couldn't let that happen. You were Mu-jin's daughter. If he had found out that his most trusted man was doing something with his daughter, he would not be pleased. And it could end up with consequences for both of you.

Therefore, he tried to reduce contact to a minimum. How much he would want to hear your laughter, hear you complain about problems or boredom, see how eagerly you talk to him, he has stopped making such contact with you recently. He tried to focus on the task at hand. It hurt. Not only him. You too felt a little hurt as you watched one of the few people who had an interest in you started to pull away from you. This is what made you feel that he was trying to keep you company from the beginning just because he was pleasing to Mu-jin. But it wasn't like that at all. And it hurt him too that he pulls away from you.

Therefore, imagine his reaction when one day he found you neither at Mu-jin's place nor at your house. If he hadn't been more capable, he might not have found you at all. But since he wanted to locate your presence as quickly as possible, he found you some distance from your apartment. But he didn't want to be impulsive. Following you, he reached a small, hidden alley with your steps. There was a small door between the two blocks. Loud pumping music was coming from behind them. Party? He could have expected it.

You were young. He wasn't much older than you. He guessed that the urge to run out of the house for some party had been echoing in your head for some time.

After some time, the red light turned on in his head. Did you have someone? What if something happens to you at this party? It's not even about Mu-jin. He was just worried about you.

Without waiting any longer, he left the car, slowly walking towards the loud gathering. Upon entering, he encountered a severely drunk guy who was supposed to be checking who he was letting into the party, but he was too drunk to stand on his feet. He passed by, ignoring some incomprehensible word under his breath. He was greeted by even louder music and strange looks around. He was used to such looks. His only concern was if everything was alright with you. He has failed to locate you. He decided to stand aside and wait for you to emerge from the crowd.

- Fuck off, pervert! - you growled at the man who was trying hard to convince you to go to his room. This voice alerted Tae-ju, immediately leading him to you. He noticed the guy who was trying to overpower you now, disregarding consent.

You closed your eyes helplessly, wishing you were sitting in your room right now. You heard the man whine in front of you. You opened your eyes, watching him slide to the ground, rubbing his back in pain.

- I think she said no. - said a familiar voice. Too familiar.

- Tae-ju? - You widened your eyes, rubbing your aching wrist.

You noticed that two other men started walking towards him, trying to knock him down by surprise. You were standing quietly watching as he easily kicks one, hitting the other. They both fell to the ground. The first one tried to get up. Tae-ju interrupted him by pushing him to the ground with his foot. His stern gaze went to you. You swallowed hard without taking your eyes off him.

The whole road passed in silence. Tae-ju didn't seem harsh with you in the past. You also never gave him a reason to do so.

- Thank you. - that's the only thing you gulped out quietly. Still, loud enough for him to hear.

You walked in through the door, headed for the bathroom. You washed your face, tired of what happened. You knew Tae-ju just wouldn't let it go. You entered your room, where, surprisingly, he was waiting for you. He stared at the view outside the window.

- Are you okay? - you asked softly.

- Take a seat.

You sat up in bed, resigned.

- What was that? - he asked calmly. But you could feel a hint of nervousness in his voice.

- I just wanted to have a little fun.

- By putting yourself in danger-

- How could I know? - You raised your voice. What could you say to him? You had nothing to defend yourself. - Now Father will kill me. How did he even know I went there?

- Your father had nothing to do with it. He doesn't know you've been there.

- What? Then why you-

- I just wanted to talk to you. - he confessed, sighing deeply.

- Why? You are supposed to protect me, that's all. - You tilted your head, waiting for the course of events.

- That's the problem.

You watched as he moved away from the window and sat down next to you on the bed.

- That was my job. But every time... when you were around-

He paused, looking away. You started to get curious.

- Yeah?

- You know, I followed you... and I thought you had someone.

- Why?

He was looking everywhere but at you. You have never had such a close conversation with Tae-ju before. Even your short little conversations weren't quite as close as this one.

You moved closer to him, leaning against his side.

- You are jealous? About me?

You could see him biting his lip gently, be it embarrassment or shame.

You nudged him gently and nodded, resuming the question.

- I don't know, maybe.

You sighed, turning completely towards him.

- Tae-ju, is this about my father?

He looked at you like burned... and was silent.

- Bloody hell! You can't-

- (y/n), I'm old enough to deal with this. But you know your father, I don't want Mu-jin to stop me from getting near you.

- But-

- If you think I'm afraid, you are wrong. But I don't want to drag you into something that will be difficult for you to get out of.

- Tae-ju, don't talk nonsense. - you assured him bravely. Holy shit, your confidence has flowed through your body smoothly. - I want us to talk honestly.

- Talking honestly, you should be more careful. - he replied more seriously.

- But it was just a party! How was I supposed to know something like this would happen?

He raised an eyebrow, impassive. Okay, you could have guessed.

- Tae-ju please, you know I don't want to stay in this room all my life!

- I know. - he nodded. - But you should be careful anyway, no one knows when an idiot will try to get into your pants.

- Why are you so nervous huh?

- Because I'm worried about you, okay? - he said louder, rubbing his temple. He had an expression on his face as if he had said a few words too much. - This world is really dangerous. And as much as I understand your needs, you have to be more careful.

- I don't have to.

He looked at you with a mixture of surprise and resignation.

- I have you.

You felt his hand on yours. Your heart began to beat faster as anxiety took hold of you immediately. You have never experienced close contact. Sometimes you have talked to some friends about such topics, but you really had no experience in practice. You lowered your eyes to him, waiting for his words. Could it really be like that? Did he stand back and avoid you because he felt something for you? Did he follow you because he was jealous?

- If anything would happen to you... maybe Mu-jin is your father, but it was me who was entrusted with the task of protecting you. It could be my fault.

- That's all? - You shuddered, breaking out of your thoughts. - Am I really just a task for you to complete?

- Could you just stop talking for a minute? - he pulled out, wide awake. You gasped softly, surprised.

- If something happened to you, I wouldn't forgive myself. - he admitted, looking at the window. - And it has long ceased to be just a task.

Heat rushed through your skin as the man tightened his grip on your hand.

- I'm too attached to you, you know? - he mocked himself, surrendering completely. What if you hate him even more now? What if you close before him after he told you this?

You turned his face to your side, placing your hand on his cheek. Fuck it. There is no way back.

You put your warm lips on his, guided by self-confidence. Tae-ju hesitated at first, not sure if he should. But... he had waited so long for this. Long enough.

A soft and romantic kiss. It was a bit lost and spontaneous... but it was wonderful. You knew one of you had to end it. So you pulled away, slowly opening your eyelids. He was looking at you with a similar expression on his face.

- I like you, (y/n).

You kissed him again, no matter what. Maybe in this cold, unpleasant world, Tae-ju will be able to provide you with some light. And your father? He doesn't need to know yet. It will be a little secret.

~MNF

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