#joongdok pool

[whennoodlesformwords]

One JoongDok Order (Crack Flavor) To Go

Only had one thought today, and it was that Joonghyuk's second half of his name sounds so much like the 'hawk-tuah' phrase that, imagine-

Kim Dokja, to spite Yoo Joonghyuk, saves his contact as

Yoo Joong Hyuk-Tuah

and it causes all sorts of misunderstandings

Yoo Sangah thinks he finally hooked up but is kinda concerned about the contact naming and what happened between kdj and possibly a very bad one night stand

Han Sooyoung thinks he's an idiot for actually naming someone that and thinks its a really bad spammer that kdj changed the contact to because the guy was so annoying and refuses to accept that the contact is a real person

Lee Hyungsung is torn between asking what it means and asking kdj who the person is when the phone rings at six o' nine every day

Jung Heewon is torn between laughing out loud or laughing out louder because kdj is just a dumbass and the fact that he knows what hawk-tuah means is hilarious by itself

Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung are at a loss for words and absoultely confused (bless their little hearts, they only know to throw shade to some Yoo guy across the street who keeps bothering their hyung)

Only Lee Jihye and Kim Namwoon have an absolute mental breakdown figuring out that their senior may or may not know modern slang, and die a little inside every time kdj uses 'kid phrases nowadays' for them after they acted all shocked that he knew what 'hawk-tuah' was

*tbf im writing this with like half of the knowledge of the origin of hawk-tuah and only had it explained from a friend in small amounts, so idk how much weight this carries and if it is proportional to actual implications. I just like the chaos possible*

The best part? yjh knows absolutely nothing about this (or he knows everything and isn't paid enough for this and fumes internally and speeds up his rate to getting an ulcer from kimcom) and is just subjected to poorly executed sex jokes and the company betting pool's shenanigans

Relish the idea pls, imagine the possibilities, and think if it actually happened. this was begging to be let out so now I share with yall too

hope you enjoyed and have a good day~ make sure you eat enough and take care of yourselves too~!

[orphiclovers]

tagging posts as joongdok is so scary...it feels like dropping my baby into a pool of piranhas

[siodium]

doujima 2025 has come to an end!! i was at the event almost the entire time on saturday (except for a quick bubble tea run), helping out at dachi duck's booth. it seemed like the security/organisers for doujima were quite lax with creators bringing food into the hall?? so i actually had some food (truffle mushroom toasted sandwiches from tim hortons yey!!) this time.

koko did pretty much all the setting up on friday night, so it was a pretty chill start. about 30 mins before the event officially opened to the public, i ran around collecting my preorders, and somehow managed to complete the orv stamp rally as well LMAO. i was so paiseh to start asking for stamps before the event started bc it felt like i was using my creator access pass to gain an unfair advantage over everybody else?? but i was desperate ok. and there's no harm in trying. ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ it's my first ever completed stamp rally too ehe.

ANYWAYS, BIG HAUL TIME!!! i know i was supposed to work the booth full-time, but bc we were sharing a table with another creator, it was too squeezy for three of us to be at the table the whole time (and also illegal apparently). so, when i felt like business was slow, i ran off to speedrun some shopping...... i most definitely did not spend more time away from the booth than at the booth. ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)

biyoo squeaker doll (⁠♡⁠♡⁠♡), A6 biyoo gingko shaker binder, biyoo expressions sticker sheet (@studionanimo) - omg i've been stalking the biyoo doll for a while now, but i hesitated bc of the overseas shipping cost. so glad i could get her directly at doujima!!! she's super cute i can't??? another thing i rly wanted from their shop was the shaker binder. it was quite pricey (30 sgd), but i bought it anyway bc i didn't want to live with regrets!! i'm gonna use it for card collecting maybe??

biyoo pvc charm, foxja phone charm, biyoo acrylic carabiner, kdj & kkomas diner print (@sagopearis)

orv puffy charm, orv tin case, tomato kdj gacha charm, kdj grocery sticker pack, kdj clear card, biyoo lily of the valley sticker sheet, joongdok office prints, orv biyoo soda print (@banacotta) - i'm a big fan of nagi's merch HAHAH. i was so afraid that things would go oos quickly, so i made a trip over to grab everything i wanted before the event started. super happy with my gacha charm pull!! i wanted either the tomate one or the peach one (bc chi).

biyoo transparent sticker sheet (@waffletop_)

ivantill foil photocards (@lushiette)

orv transparent sticker sheet + freebie joonghyuk stamp sticker (@akira_yoru)

kdj photocard, ivan photocard (@nandemocreative)

biyoo universe sticker, s-class hunter birb legs sticker (@magnamilktea) - crying bc they had other s-class birb stickers but no designations for any of them, so when they asked me which birb i wanted to get, i pointed to the legs one and panicked and went "legs". iconic.

fool's circus orv stamp rally prizes!!!! included stickers, a pin badge, a spinning standee, an acrylic charm, and a wooden charm!! waaaa everything's so pretty!! so glad i managed to complete it.

ivantill wings charm, cafe acrylic box, tiny ivantill standees, ivantill sticker sheet, ivantill photocards, ivantill A6 prints (@capybara_roll) - yO the moving wings charm is absolutely gorgeous??? i still can't believe my total only came up to $51, with the number of things i bought??

pool zippered pouch, taiyaki acrylic carabiner, A4 ivantill print (@rollround_) - took all my self-control to not get the tuna (?) carabiner as well helps.

bacattes bakery light sign (@johnmoniker) - i needed a night light bc i started sleeping on my own and i'm scared of the dark. this one is rly cute!! and it's magnetic so i can just stick it on my bed frame heheh.

orv transparent sticker sheet (@hotpotchild) - wanted the frieren one too but it was oos wehh.

p5 joker and akechi food charms, OC cat maid sticker sheet (@jd5vlp)

2ha charms set (@yiyuehua) - my fav thing about mo ran is his shizun.

dungeon meshi long print (???)

four aesthetic prints (@hueyos_)

side eye bread sticker sheet + freebie taiyaki stickers (@shabubaraa) - both were actually freebies from our boothmate (she let me choose something to take from her display at the end of day one)!! thank you so much for the stickers and the gummies!!! it was nice chatting with you and yapping about chi and my haul~

two loose packs of "journey together" pokemon cards - umm hand itchy so i went to gacha. didn't get anything good but i wasn't expecting anything from loose packs LOL.

also bonus espurr, tatsugiri, and maushold foil cards from my colleague~ i'm in my pokemon card collecting era rip.

that's everything, i think. don't ask me how much i spent ok. ಥ‿ಥ i don't wanna math it.

big appreciation for my friends and colleagues who dropped by the booth to support~ and also those who dropped by with snacks!! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ♡

[bellevillenaty]

there a pool on twitter PLEASE GO VOTE JOONGDOK I BEG YOU GUYS!!!

Link to vote

https://twitter.com/_hoonrights_/status/1630215668137177089

[luxaofhesperides]

stealing clothes

college au ft. domestic joongdok. i am so predictable.

also on ao3.

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Kim Dokja is extremely lucky to have Yoo Joonghyuk as his roommate. Not just because Yoo Joonghyuk is the campus heartthrob and Kim Dokja is the one who gets to see him everyday, and not because Yoo Joonghyuk is the perfect house husband, cleaning and cooking because he banned Kim Dokja from doing both. 

While both those things are nice, the best part about having Yoo Joonghyuk as his roommate is stealing his shirts. 

Not to do anything weird! They’re just… comfortable.

He even got permission! For the first few, at least. 

It all starts because Yoo Joonghyuk was going to throw out perfectly good shirts that have been worn and washed enough to become soft, the type of softness that even the most high quality shirts can’t capture. They weren’t dirty, or torn, just old. So Kim Dokja protests this and tries to get Yoo Joonghyuk to keep them, only for him to scowl and throw the shirts at him.

“You keep them then,” he said, then left. And Kim Dokja did. 

He’s well aware that wearing his hot roommate’s shirts might be (is) weird, so he only wears them on long nights when he needs some extra comfort to get him through his last assignments, or when Yoo Joonghyuk isn’t home. He never wears them when Yoo Joonghyuk might see. He’d rather die. 

And because his wonderful roommate is out for the night, no doubt at a party celebrating his latest gaming tournament win, Kim Dokja is settled in for a long night of reading, curled up on the couch in one of Yoo Joonghyuk’s old shirts. It’s long enough to reach down past his thighs, so he doesn’t bother wearing pants, and a blanket over his shoulders helps with the chill his exposed collarbones bring. 

The apartment is quiet, most people out or sleeping, and the latest update of his favorite web novel is a long one. And should he get hungry, there’s dinner in the fridge, courtesy of Yoo Joonghyuk who is very determined to get Kim Dokja eating more regularly. 

It’s been too long since he was able to be so relaxed and comfortable. No urgent deadlines, no projects to stress about, no tests in the near future hanging over his head like a guillotine. 

He’s so comfortable that halfway through the chapter he’s reading, Kim Dokja begins nodding off. The living room is gradually getting darker as the sun begins to set, and he sees no reason why he shouldn’t take a nap; his sleep schedule is fucked anyways, a little rest won’t hurt him at all.

The sound of the door opening rouses him. 

Distantly, Kim Dokja hears a lock click and a heavy sigh, but half-awake, he can’t be sure if it’s real or part of a dream. 

He opens sleep-heavy eyes to a dark living room; he must have been sleeping for a few hours, long enough for the sun to fully set and the moon to shine brightly. His entire body feels heavy and slow. 

Slowly, Kim Dokja sits up, the blanket falling off his shoulders to pool around his hips. He stretches his arms up above his head, arching his spine a bit, drawing out the stretch as he shakes off the last of his nap. 

Behind him, someone chokes. 

Startled, Kim Dokja drops his arms and turns to see Yoo Joonghyuk standing in front of the hallway, staring at him with wide eyes. He’s… shirtless. Kim Dokja quickly looks away. 

“When did you get back?” he asks, trying to break the strange tension that suddenly fills the apartment.

Yoo Joonghyuk is silent for a few moments before Kim Dokja hears him step closer. “Just a few minutes ago. I thought you were asleep.”

“I was. Is it late?”

The light turns on suddenly and Kim Dokja winces, blinking to clear the spots from his vision. 

“It’s only nine.” 

Huh. He wasn’t asleep for too long then. He feels the couch dip and looks up to see Yoo Joonghyuk sitting right next to him instead of anywhere else on their rather large couch. He’s staring at Kim Dokja’s chest, which makes him shift uncomfortably. 

He glances down to see what has Yoo Joonghyuk’s attention. There’s no stains or anything…

Then his heart stops for a solid minute. He’s wearing Yoo Joonghyuk’s shirt. And Yoo Joonghyuk knows it’s his old shirt because it’s way too big for Kim Dokja! 

Please don’t bring it up, Kim Dokja mentally begs, trying to send the plea into Yoo Joonghyuk’s head. 

“Isn’t that one of my old shirts?” he asks. Telepathy has failed. Kim Dokja changes to Plan B which is Fake His Death And Start A New Life. 

“Uh. Yeah. You gave it to me,” Kim Dokja answers, hoping Yoo Joonghyuk won’t think he’s weird and kick him out. He’s not willing to give up the best roommate he’s ever had! He just can’t go back to living with the worst people in existence, who treat him horribly and steal his things. He just can’t. 

“I’ve never seen you wear them,” Yoo Joonghyuk says instead of demanding that Kim Dokja move out. 

“I don’t wear them often.”

Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes dart farther down. “You’re also not wearing pants.”

Kim Dokja pulls the blanket over his legs and tries to pretend Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t just say that. “Well, you’re not wearing a shirt! You’re only wearing…” he trails off, finally letting himself look at Yoo Joonghyuk. Those sweatpants look familiar. They look just like the ones he thought he lost months ago. “...Isn’t that mine?”

“...Our laundry must have gotten mixed up.”

That’s a lie. Yoo Joonghyuk is not one to mix up their laundry. They’ve never accidentally taken each other’s clothes. 

Kim Dokja smiles and Yoo Joonghyuk looks away, his ears turning red. “Joonghyuk-ah,” he says sweetly in a way that Yoo Joonghyuk knows is a threat.

“I don’t see why I can’t have some of your clothes if you have mine.”

“My clothes don’t fit you! And besides, isn’t it strange for us to be sharing clothes?”

“No. You should wear my clothes more often. You look good in them.”

Kim Dokja has no response to that. He freezes, then ducks his head, trying to hide his quickly warming cheeks. 

Yoo Joonghyuk, the bastard that he is, doesn’t let Kim Dokja hide. He wraps an arm around Kim Dokja’s waist and pulls him closer, hard enough to send him falling against his side. “Stop being so shy and wear my shirts while I’m around.”

“Shut up. Aren’t you supposed to be at a party?”

“I got bored and left early. I prefer being here with you.”

“Don’t think sweet talking is going to make me forget about you stealing my sweatpants.”

“Oh?” Yoo Joonghyuk runs a large hand down Kim Dokja’s spine, making him shiver. “What should I do then?”

“Nothing!” Kim Dokja hits his chest, but makes no moves to put any space between them. He is not going to be thinking about why. “Anyways, aren’t you tired? You should go to sleep since you spent hours at that tournament. Congratulations on another win, by the way.”

Smiling, Yoo Joonghyuk leans closer, forcing Kim Dokja to bend back a bit, putting more of his weight on Yoo Joonghyuk’s arm. “You were watching?”

“I always watch when you compete. What’s the point of having a popular gamer for a roommate if I can’t brag about him?”

Without another word, Yoo Joonghyuk collapses on top of him, crushing him against the couch.

“Hey!” Kim Dokja flails, then smacks Yoo Joonghyuk’s shoulder. “What’s that for!”

“You’re right, I am tired.”

“Then go to bed!” 

Yoo Joonghyuk tightens his grip on Kim Dokja’s waist, then nuzzles into his neck. The feeling of his hair brushing against his neck makes Kim Dokja shiver, not quite tickling him but just enough to have the sensation send sparks down his spine. 

He sighs softly, and feeling it against his skin brings a deep blush to Kim Dokja’s cheeks. “I’d prefer to stay here for the night,” Yoo Joonghyuk says. Kim Dokja grumbles about being squished beneath the heavy weight of his body, but ultimately decides to indulge himself and stay. 

They stay like that, sleeping on the couch, all through the night. They both wake with stiff necks in the morning, but Kim Dokja doesn’t mind at all when it lets him stay in Yoo Joonghyuk’s embrace a little longer.

Things change after that. 

Kim Dokja wouldn’t call them friends, per se. Not before That Night. Roommates, yes. Acquaintances who get along well, yes. Friends? No. 

But now, he’s not too sure what to call their relationship. They live together so they have to spend some time together, but school keeps them both busy and Kim Dokja often spends his time at the library with Han Sooyoung and Yoo Sangah while Yoo Joonghyuk streams and goes to tournaments. 

It’s more accurate to say they exist in the same space, than to say that they spend time together. 

They get along well enough, which is why they’ve renewed their lease together for another year, but somehow, after That Night Yoo Joonghyuk is suddenly… sticky.

He’s constantly making food for them. More so than before. He asks for Kim Dokja’s preferences instead of just silently handing him a plate?

Kim Dokja stares at the box of pasta in his hands. He doesn’t understand why he’s grocery shopping with Yoo Joonghyuk, but he’s gone with it for too long and can’t ask any questions now.

“Did you want pasta?” Yoo Joonghyuk asks, appearing behind him without warning. Kim Dokja jumps a little, then glares at him, annoyed by how amused he looks.

“I don’t know. Maybe. I can just buy instant noodles.”

Scowling, Yoo Joonghyuk grabs the box of pasta from his hands and adds it to the cart. “Absolutely not. I’ll make noodles for you later.”

“You can make noodles from scratch?”

“It’s not hard.”

Kim Dokja would marry Yoo Joonghyuk right that very second if asked. He also doesn’t understand why Yoo Joonghyuk is suddenly spoiling him, but he’s not going to question a good thing. He’s going to get as much as he can out of this, because who knows when it will end?

So he bumps his hip against Yoo Joonghyuk’s with a smile as they walk down the aisle, and asks, “Can we get ice cream?”

Yoo Joonghyuk does not answer for a long minute, then glances at Kim Dokja’s hopeful expression and sighs. “Fine.”

He really is getting spoiled.

Kim Dokja fully intends to use this knowledge for evil.

Another thing that’s changed: clothes. 

Since Kim Dokja didn’t complain enough about his sweatpants being stolen before he fell asleep, Yoo Joonghyuk decided he could just take Kim Dokja’s most comfortable sweatpants and wear them whenever he wants. So what if he looks really good! They’re still Kim Dokja’s and he will hold this grudge for as long as he needs to. 

He intends to steal more of Yoo Joonghyuk’s shirts as revenge, except he doesn’t need to steal anything. Because Yoo Joonghyuk just leaves his shirts in Kim Dokja’s room. So he wears them and tries not to get flustered when Yoo Joonghyuk stares at him each time he walks out of his room wearing something Yoo Joonghyuk left him. 

It’s a losing battle.

On the bright side, he no longer has to hide it. It’s still embarrassing, but he’s getting more and more used to lounging in the living room in Yoo Joonghyuk’s shirts. 

The hungry look Yoo Joonghyuk gives him is also nice to see. 

Kim Dokja may be the king of denial, but even he can’t lie to himself with how obvious Yoo Joonghyuk is being. Nor can he pretend that he isn’t doing this for that exact reason, or spending more time at the apartment to be with him. 

They’re both pushing in little ways, but it’s not enough for him to be willing to push their relationship out of the cloud of ambiguity its currently in. 

Before he knows it, half his closet is Yoo Joonghyuk’s clothes, and he has to go to Yoo Joonghyuk’s room to grab a pair of sweatpants to study in because all of them got stolen. The rude bastard really has no shame. 

“Why don’t we just keep our clothes in the same room?” Yoo Joonghyuk suggests after Kim Dokja complains to him about this. 

“Whose room?”

“Mine. Just take all your things into my room. I’ll make space for you.”

And so Kim Dokja suddenly finds himself sharing a room with Yoo Joonghyuk. And then sharing a bed. And then waking up with him to his absurdly early alarm. 

They’re not dating, and he says as much to Han Sooyoung when talking about this; she just rolls her eyes and calls him and idiot for not realizing what’s going on. 

She has absolutely no room to talk, being in a friends-with-benefits relationship with Yoo Sangah instead of just asking her out on a date like normal people would. 

They’re not dating, but Kim Dokja leans into him when they watch a movie together after rejecting a party invite. They’re not dating, but Yoo Joonghyuk kisses his cheek each morning before he gets up to make breakfast. They’re not dating, but Kim Dokja will settle into Yoo Joonghyuk’s lap while wearing nothing but one of his shirts to finish a reading for one of his classes. 

They’re not dating, but he certainly wants to. 

However, Kim Dokja would sooner pass away then actually talk about his feelings, so he bottles it up, greedily hoards all the affection he gets from Yoo Joonghyuk, and hopes he makes his move soon because Kim Dokja is starting to get impatient.

In the meantime, he’ll steal another shirt and pretend he didn’t do it on purpose just to get Yoo Joonghyuk to look at him. 

[ksalientian]

23. [orv] joongdok

actors au, 'skinship'. text version of my twitter post.

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Kim Dokja is an enigma.

They had met for the first time on this set, the two of them— Joonghyuk is playing the male lead and Kim Dokja one of the minor characters on the antagonist's side. Kim Dokja isn't an actor by trade. He is only here because he's friends with the screenwriter, and she'd asked the director for a favour slotting him in. Joonghyuk doesn't like that sort of thing, and so he hadn't thought much of the man at first.

But for some reason, Joonghyuk keeps finding himself in Kim Dokja's vicinity. They have the same preferences in food and always receive the same boxed lunches, and by some twist of fate they even have their hair and makeup done at the same times before filming. And they always film on the same afternoons, one after the other, as though Kim Dokja is a big name or the second lead instead of just a side character. Ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem. Joonghyuk's seen it before, when investors throw some random idol into the mix and the crew has to give them the same star treatment as the lead actors. Joonghyuk doesn't particularly like it, but as long as he isn't personally disturbed, all he has to do is act as he always does. 

It's only that Kim Dokja, once he's discovered that Joonghyuk will scowl and be cold but never really get angry— Kim Dokja decides that this is permission to start taking liberties.

"Are you a squid," Joonghyuk asks, when Dokja has flopped down on the ground next to his chair and leaned on his knee for the nth time. "Don't you have bones? Can't you sit properly?"

"Squids have bones," Dokja says, which is not at all the point. 

Joonghyuk wonders why he's not pushing the man off. He's had ample opportunity to stop this. 

It had started with just a fleeting touch to his elbow, a friendly nudge here and there. Then an arm slung around his neck, or Kim Dokja's chin resting on his shoulder. Now, it's escalated to Kim Dokja hugging him (ostensibly to recharge) and holding his hand, fingers interlocked. Every day, all of the cast and crew he's worked with before give them looks ranging from mildly surprised to drop-jawed incredulity; he's fairly sure the screenwriter is running a betting pool for how long it will take him to snap. Yet every time Kim Dokja touches him, Joonghyuk just… accepts it. Begrudgingly. But he does.

"Squids don't have bones," he tells Kim Dokja, instead of pulling away. 

"They do! Just one in their head. But it's an important bone."

Kim Dokja has turned to look up at him, and his cheek is resting on Joonghyuk's thigh. Joonghyuk has a sudden and inexplicable urge to show him a human man's important bone. He stamps it out ruthlessly.

"That's an internal shell. Cartilage."

Kim Dokja smiles, and like most of his smiles it's an attractive curve of his lips, perfectly calculated to bring out the best of his features. Joonghyuk is not a fan. He thinks Kim Dokja must have a better, more honest smile that he's only hiding because he's an idiot. "How do you know so much about squids, Joonghyuk-ssi?"

"I—" Joonghyuk has no idea. "I read it somewhere." At this, Kim Dokja reaches out to take hold of his hand. (From the corner of his eye he sees Lee Jihye whip out her phone. He'll have to delete her entire gallery after filming is done.)

The hand that has so rudely grabbed his is surprisingly soft. Joonghyuk's own hands are rough and calloused from years of cooking and housework, and later martial arts. They're scarred, too, though his agent is always nagging him to get the worst of it lasered off. Against his hand, Kim Dokja's is milky white and smooth as mutton fat jade.

As usual, he doesn't shake it off. Kim Dokja squeezes him, just once.

"Yoo Joonghyuk," he says, looking steadily at Joonghyuk's face though it seems to be making him shy, if his flushed neck is any indication, "do you believe in past lives?"

Without his input, Joonghyuk's fingers tighten around Kim Dokja's. He still doesn't know why he keeps letting this man touch him. No one else has ever been allowed this close, this level of casual intimacy. And he and Kim Dokja— they barely even know each other.

Joonghyuk doesn't believe in past lives, either. But when he looks at Kim Dokja's expectant eyes, somehow, his mouth opens to say: "Yes."

[whennoodlesformwords]

One Joongdok Order To Go (arcade flavor)

had the idea of just posting these plot ideas as little food orders because I tend to add sidenotes and really enjoy them but sometimes they're optional to a plot so they can be little side dishes to a plot and this is how I got here. We'll see how this goes. this also got super long im sorry it was supposed to be short i swear

Y'know those arcade games with the joystick and how there's different ways to hold them? Y'know that one way where you cup the ball on the joystick from underneath and kinda curl your fingers around it from the bottom and instead of jerking it around from the top you kinda curl your fingers in and it gives more precise and measured movements or something and lots of arcade regulars use it a lot?

Well, kdj is a soda boi / food server in this (maybe early 2000's? when were arcades and pin ball machines and all that super popular) somewhat retro arcade and has to always deal with gum stuck to the bottom of machines and whiny kids and all sorts of annoying people with complicated orders (hsy just makes up food things and he lowkey enjoys seeing what she'll order next just so he has an excuse to make something up and waste some time and she knows he enjoys it too)

but no client is as stuck up or obnoxious or arrogant or annoying or handsome or utterly unbearable as this black haired guy who comes to the arcade every (insert day) of the week and buys out his entire stock of game prizes. From all the games. And constantly maintains his high score on all the machines.

Pinball, combat, claw, dance, shooter, even those little gambling ones that require precise timing and a fuckton of luck.

He never fails to strike fear in all the other employees, and comes often enough that everyone else refuses to work on his specific time slot that he decides is 'terrorize the local arcade' hour (it's never an hour, kim dokja counted all the time and it went maybe 4 and a half hours on a good day) and it leaves kdj with a double pay shift for about five hours on this specific day of the week.

The best part is everyone knows they saddle this random game terror with kdj regularly, but they lowkey kinda ship it for that exact reason (uriel started the trend and made sure everyone signed a contract making sure kdj didn't get help unless it was absolutely crucial before they could enter the ginormous betting pool on when they're getting together. The manager is even in on it *namgung minyoung maybe? that'd be hilarious* and rumor has it whoever wins gets half of the arcade business alongside her mysterious heir) and kdj hates all of his coworkers for it

yjh has an absolute mean streak and has been banned from every arcade in a 10 mile radius from his house, except this one, and he has always been very suspicious of why and the reason of why it's so empty of employees every time he comes over. Through the words of his mentor, he must hone his gaming skills in other ways besides his online gaming setup, so he started frequenting arcades to get a more hands on gaming approach.

Until they all kicked him out. It's sort of extra that Mia came home the other day to a poster with his name and picture on it saying he's wanted dead or alive, but all the owners would've had to do is email his company head. It's not like he wanted to play them out of prizes. Luckily, his mentor has been able to take all the prizes he won and do something with them (he doesn't know what) but at least she's more happy that his gaming skills have gotten better.

Sides/bonus points(not really):

namgung minyoung doesn't have to be the mentor but imagine the chaos if she was

the whole reason i wanted to write this was bc the image of kdj drooling over yjh hand movements as he plays with the joystick is just too good to pass up (works both smut and fluff in that way, but also so much crack if he develops a hand kink

sys and lgy can also visit kdj and get free drinks and food or he babysits them since the arcade is close to his apartment

yjh can glare and disapprove of kdj horrible creations that he makes outside of the arcade menu and kdj just looks at him like '?'

hsy and kdj have a streak going on of who can make the most convoluted order and who can actually deliver it, so kdj has a little bit of cooking knowledge, but sometimes he chooses to not use it

valentine's day at the arcade you get to order a cute little cake but you have to share it with someone but kdj is just grumpy and hates it and has to deal with these couples himself and yjh and mia come over but mia wants a cake for herself and yjh doesnt know what else to do so he tells kdj he wants to share a cake with him and makes kdj have a crisis for like 5 whole minutes (its an hour to kdj) and when he serves it up yjh goes point blank and says 'i lied' and slides it over to mia and now kdj has a Grudge