#yoo won

[dpurut]

yine de geldim dünyaya, hiç zamanım da yok ki

[kiss-me-muchoo]

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 || 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐖𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

part one: here // part two: kiss away

summary_ amidst studying in Korea and having an ordinary life, you fall in love with a wealthy man, but turns out he had too many secrets, for example, being married.

warnings_ age gap (not specified but reader is in uni), implied sex, cheating, fluff, angst, jeong-won is still tormented but it’s truly happy with reader, reader wants to be a teacher and is implied to be American, NO PROOFREAD YET

notes_ pls listen to angel of satisfaction is such a banger 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋♬⋆. Using the salesman tag bc we need to avoid the flop okay?

♫ ♪ the worst playlist 4 gong yoo

✰ Index (+ fics here)

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In his arms, you felt safe.

With his kisses, you felt cherished.

The man who urgently smashed his lips with yours in the middle of the dance floor while music blasted from the speakers was the love of your life.

He couldn’t resist the temptation. Couldn’t miss the chance and needed to let you know he always loved you. That everything was true.

“Please, believe me…” he pleaded.

“Fuck you, Jeong-Won”

Frivolously, you leave the taste of poison on his lips. His hand tried to grab yours, but you slipped, leaving him.

Like you had already done before.

But it didn’t make it easier, because tears started falling down the first step out of the club.

And in the middle of the cold night, you slip into your coat and start a quiet walk towards home.

You wished you knew he was mourning a life he had before you.

…

[eight months ago]

Leaving your comfort zone was something you hated. But as soon as you grasped the change, you easily adapted to it.

For a couple of months, surviving all alone in South Korea seemed like it would never cease to feel like a struggle. But you were patient enough to make friends, move out of the dorms of university, and find a home in the wealthy godmother of yours who let you stay at an apartment she had.

Her kindness was so big that she even arranged a full remodeling project that lasted months.

And it was one of those weekends when you finished early your assignments and essays that a plan popped out. Working as a counselor assistant did little to support you financially but the aid from your home government was a good complement. Hence why you couldn’t refuse a night out with your friends; Jade, Ruby, and Seoun-mi.

“Can you pass me the highlighter?” Asks your blonde friend Ruby. It was Seoun-mi who passed her the shiny compact while rolling her eyes. “You already used it, Ruby”

“It’s not enough” You start laughing and Jade joins you.

“Don’t you girls think my dress is a little too much?” You ask pointing at the bright orange dress with scattered sequins hanging from your door. “Do you want to meet guys?”

“God no” you reply to Jade, shaking your head.

“Then wear black tights and some fitted boots” Ruby suggests, which comforts you enough to agree.

“The club we’re going to is not popular with foreigners or students. Boys won’t hit on us” Seoun-mi states, putting on her kneels.

“Good” you affirm. “I’m not in the mood for men”

…

Even with the lights out and neon flashes flying all over the place, your orange dress was making a statement. But in the company of your friends, you weren’t paying attention. A Nelly Furtado song from the 2000s was playing when Ruby complained she wanted some vodka. It was you who offered to ask for it.

And it was then when Han Jeong-Won was coming out of the restroom after smoking a cigarette. He had been deep into shit in that same place months ago, barely conscious and fighting a man. But now, he was at the club, along with the mere purpose of disconnecting from his life for a little while.

The crowd only swayed along to the music, Jeong-Won seated at the bar, but he couldn’t help but notice you were the only person actually dancing, it made him stare longer. Until he caught himself eyeing you up and down.

Definitely foreigner; lousy, careless but refined.

It was such a big coincidence that you walked towards him when the song was over. He heard you laughing at something your friends said in the distance. Fluid English coming out of your mouth.

“Hi! Any vodka or tequila?” You don’t look at the man beside you, his elbow almost touching your ribs. “Just vodka. Bottle or ?….”

“The bottle is fine” you confidently say, the bartender nods and disappears to get your wish.

“Fun Saturday?” The man beside you asked. You turned to eye him, surprised to hear his English was very good. And of course, his attractiveness didn’t pass unnoticed by you.

“I guess so…” you say nodding. “Hey, your English is really good”

“It was a requirement in university” his voice was deep, and even in the middle of the chaos of the club, you could hear him perfectly well. “I wasn’t very good at the beginning”

“Oh, so are you done with your career?” He nodded, drinking from his glass, which seemed to be something like a mojito. “Music engineer”

“You produce? Show me something you’ve done, I love music. There is no day without me playing music…” he chuckles and you realize you were flirting, almost making you freeze. “I do produce actually. But what about you?”

“I’m trying to get into the educational department. I really like to write. So University counselor or professor will be fine…” he nods, hiding his surprise and awe.

“That’s really nice…” his fingers twirl around the straw of his drink, a little smirk in the corner of his lips. “Maybe you can show me your writings one day…”

Your smile grows playful, accepting the fact that he is also flirting with you.

“Isn’t it that I’m a little too young for you?”

“We’re just talking”

“You’re right, my bad…” both of you laugh.

The bartender ruined the moment, he handed you the bottle and you handed back a bill. You offer the mystery man a last glance before turning to leave.

“Hey!” You turn to see him. “I didn’t get your name or anything…”

“If it’s meant to be, we’ll meet again!” you say smiling before disappearing into the crowd of people dancing.

Jeong-won remained there seated, smiling as he finished his drink. And at that moment he realized how much he had smiled in the short span of less than ten minutes.

…

The sound of your stomach growling made your steps hurry up, almost jogging down the street. You arrived at a burger shop, eager to order.

“Just no cheese and no onion please” the girl nods, handing you your receipt and your cup. “Thanks”

As your order awaits, you pick diet cherry vanilla coke from the soda fountain. You hear your number and after grabbing your bag, you are ready to eat outside because the weather is nice. Your receipt falls and when you’re about to pick it up, a big hand does it for you.

It’s him.

“So it was meant to be?….” He asks as soon as he notices it’s you as well. You smile briefly, before feeling your cheeks are heating up. “Apparently…”

He was wearing a sweatshirt and some jacket, jeans, and random sneakers. He was very handsome. With the help of the daylight, you can see he’s older than you. But he’s still gorgeous.

“Where are your friends?” You roll your eyes playfully. “They have classes today”

“And you don’t?” He had also picked up his order and looked tired. “No, I always avoid classes on Fridays or the weekends”

“Ah, smart girl” he sounds so perfect, too nice and calm.

“So, any plans? Or you wanted to eat alone?”

“Well, I planned to eat outside and then take the sub to a mall. I need some new clothes…” Still holding his bag or food, he nodded.

“I’ll propose you something…”

“Uh huh?” He nods again, chuckling.

“You eat with me inside and I take you to the mall” Finally your cheeks heat up completely and he notices.

“Dude, I don’t even know your name” both of you start laughing.

“Han Jeong-Won”

“I’m y/n”

Both of you smile and then you offer your hand for him to shake. Which he considers so occidental, but agrees to do so.

And once again, he noticed how much he was smiling and forgetting about some details of his life.

…

An hour and a half later, you know more about his job, but mostly he asked about you, which made you feel like he wasn’t trying to show off. Or he could be hiding something but he was very chill and kind. After finishing your food, both of you walk outside.

“Oh, you have to be fucking kidding me,” you say chuckling, abruptly stopping at the parking lot.

Jeong-won owned a grey Hennessey Venom F5 and was proudly standing beside the driver’s door.

“This is too much for me” he starts laughing.

“Stop trying to sound humble”

“But I am!” You reply also laughing. “I like some expensive stuff but mostly I find this very ostentatious”

“But it’s pretty, isn’t it?” his smirk makes you roll your eyes and look away, smiling.

“Oh, sure it is…” he walks over and opens the passenger seat for you, gentlemanly inviting you to sit.

“Only pretty girls get to sit here”

“That’s so tacky” Both of you start laughing again. But you finally take a seat and he closes the door.

All the way to the mall he showed you some of the music he produced. Jeong-Won was a serious man, but in the 24 hours you had met him, he was always able to offer you a smile or laugh. His phone continuously rang and you urged him to answer but he said it wasn’t important.

If only you had been able to see the screen…

…

Jeong-won followed you through the candle store, pretending to be attracted to some of the bright bottles with wax and odors but the truth was that he only wanted to listen to you.

“And I don’t like fish. Ahi tuna is fine but it’s mostly raw so…”

“You prefer meat?”

“If it was on me, I would gladly eat purely tofu. But I really like burgers and steaks” you admit giggling.

Your heart continuously beating made you accept you really liked the man beside you. He had made you feel so comfortable and welcome since you met him.

“Oh, I can cook you a steak with vegetables, it’s one of the few dishes I enjoy doing myself” Your cheeks blushed again at his statement. Was he inviting you to meet again?

“But you said you don’t eat at home” you object, deciding on a cardamom candle and going straight to pay.

“I can make exceptions” Once again you meet his smile and it makes you feel delusional. The intrusive thought of anticipating him as the one merging.

“And I will make tofu appetizers” It was on purpose your mocking tone. Just in case Jeong-won never meant to invite you on a date.

“Next Friday. My place. Casual dinner…” he offers, leaning on the counter as you pay your candle. “What do you say?”

“Alright,” his proud smile makes you roll your eyes at him before grabbing your bags and exiting the store.

You think it’s time to tell your friends about him.

…

“NO WAY! The hot dude we saw you talking to at the club?” Jade screams through the video call. You start laughing and nodding.

Everyone one of your friends is shocked.

“We met at the burger shop and then he took me to the mall and there he literally went shopping with me and at the end invited me to have dinner at his place next Friday” Everyone starts yelling and cheering, making it harder for you to believe that you pulled up a hot man like Han Jeong-won.

“Baby, we’re coming tomorrow and we won’t leave until you have an appointment made for your hair and a waxing,” Ruby tells you and it makes you burst laughing.

“Actually that would be nice. And please stay over, you can practically move in with me if you want”

“We can’t move in when you’re one step away from getting a boyfriend, unnie” says Seoun-mi, which makes everyone burst laughing again.

…

The house was ridiculously clean and big. Jeong-won kept his promise and cooked a steak with vegetables. Your tofu was also gone, he let you pick a glass of wine from the floor below and there he kissed you.

“Isn’t it that I’m a little too young for you?” You repeated what you said the night you met him at the club, Jeong-won chuckled, still holding your waist. “You are, but… I feel very comfortable when I’m with you”

You smile, feeling your heart flutter in love. He was so adorable and sweet, only a gentleman to you since you met him.

“I feel the same way about you” In the dark wine cellar of the house, you barely can see the features of Jeong-won, his hair looks even darker than it is and he had to slightly bend over to face you.

Which led to having a dinner full of teasing, leading to you kissing him in his lap upstairs with the TV on in the background.

“We can stop if you want…” he whispers in your mouth. But it’s too fucking late.

You can feel how hard he is, you can feel your panties are growing wet.

“It’s okay, I want you…” He throws his head back when you grind against him. And it’s oddly beautiful how you’d never considered a man so pretty like him.

“Keep moving like that…” he says barely able to talk properly. That makes you feel confident and sexy.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, darling…” you moan on his lips, knowing it’s over once he takes out his cock and puts aside your panties.

“Jeong-won!” you moan his name, repeating it like a mantra over and over again.

You can’t believe how good things are going. So good that you are blinded enough to miss the red flags.

…

Four months together. He didn’t know how it happened. Six months ago he married Noh In-ji just to please his ex-wife. His cheating was not in the plans. You weren’t meant to appear in his life.

Jeong-won never considered age gaps romantic. His parents had one and it didn’t go well, let alone the other problems he had to witness as a kid. In fact, he thought you were pretty but he was only being friendly when you ended up by his side that night at the club.

But he started to feel very comfortable as you talked to him. He didn’t feel the need to oppress his feelings as usual. He allowed himself to smile, laugh, and be talkative.

Jeong-won felt alive.

Whenever you were around he was able to forget about his ex-wife, the baby, his pain, and dealing with his difficult new wife.

Just when he was so close to falling for In-ji.

Your voice singing caught him in his inner thoughts and briefly eyed you taking pictures of the landscape as he drove through the empty highway.

Jeong-won returned his attention to the highly and smiled.

“You should autotune my voice, honey. I know I am no singer” you admit smirking at him before looking away.

“Actually you sound fine…” The small he offers you is sweet and makes you want to lean and kiss him deeply. But he’s driving you to a lake he loved to go to in his free time to fish and just pass the time.

“Bullshit. But I’ll take the compliment” he chuckles, showing you his right dimple from the view of his profile. “Whatever. Tell me about the lake”

“I used to go there a lot since I was a teenager. Whenever things got rough at home, I went there to… forget about it” his uncomfortable tone made you seize your smile. He told you about his parents and his harsh infancy. You couldn’t blame him.

“It’s different now. I go there with my boss, who’s also my friend. And now I’m taking you there… only good times now. I promise”

He also took In-ji to the lake once. Jeong-won desperately pleaded for the right moment to tell you the truth. He had two months left of marriage. His ex-wife still haunted him a little but he was comfortable after pushing her away. There was a lunatic after In-ji but since she didn’t want him to be nosy about it, he found more than comfort in you.

“We’re here!” You squeal excitedly, making him smile at the sight.

Once he parks the car, you get out to appreciate the view. Jeong-won has been there so many times that the only beauty he sees is you.

In sneakers, jeans, sweater, coat, and camera in hand. You look so ordinary, yet so perfect to his eyes. You were the woman he really wanted to call his partner.

That didn’t mean Jeong-won didn’t feel so terrible for lying to you. For also lying to In-ji and getting away with it.

“JEONG-WON! HURRY UP, HONEY!” You yell, noticing he got lost in his head. You wonder what was he thinking. But you soon forget as he gives you one of his cutest smiles.

He starts literally jogging towards you, making you laugh, urging you to run so he can catch you.

The adrenaline flows when he starts running behind you. All you can feel is peace and joy. The man that catches you in his arms is your boyfriend.

“Got you, sweetheart,” he says in your ear, making you blush as he spins you to lean and kiss you.

His lips were soft despite his rough appearance. Jeong-won in general was so sweet, touch deprived and you were the one who broke those barriers.

He’s all you never knew you wanted and someone you weren’t waiting for…

“I love you” you admit confidently. He smirks, tilting his head.

“Me too” he admits to his own surprise.

He knows there’s no way back.

…

Periwinkle was one of your least favorite colors. But you loved how a dress of that color fitted you with grey tights and heels, a grey coat covering you as well as you entered the fancy restaurant. Jeong-won insisted that you two had to celebrate your achievement of passing every midterm of the semester.

“I’ll get the squash blossom soup” you order after your boyfriend and once the waitress leaves, it’s just you and him.

“You always look pretty, but I really think you look lovely tonight, darling…” Your face burns and you shyly smile, hiding your face behind your glass of wine.

“Ah ah, don’t hide from me! I’m being serious” he says chuckling, trying to move the glass away. “It doesn’t match the necklace, but it’s okay”

“I don’t care. I love the necklace and I’ll wear it every single day. Even if it doesn’t match…”

He gifted you a Tiffany gold necklace with a heart pendant. You were embarrassed but enamored by it. He shushed your attempts to politely reject the gift by burying his face between your legs. It left you with no choice but to place the necklace around your neck and admire it in a nearby mirror as you rode him at your apartment.

Luckily Seoun-mi made you an appointment at a public hospital to get your birth control.

When you least expect it, you already finishing your squash blossom soup. Jeong-won is nearly done with his plate and both of you are laughing because he almost spilled the wine.

The solid proof of Jeong-won feeling head over heels for you is evident when all he can focus on is your face.

Although there are no wrinkles in your face yet, some appear around your eyes as you keep laughing. He smiles, ignoring all of his surroundings, miserably ignoring the approaching figure coming to the table.

Everything is perfect until you spot a beige coat, your laughs suddenly stopping as you look up to encounter a woman.

Fear starts creeping up as you notice how Jeong-won also stops smiling, only to lock his eyes with the woman before she turns her head to scan you.

She’s young, maybe a little older than you, like your boyfriend. But she’s very pretty and elegant. But her cold demeanor makes you uncomfortable, the feeling doesn’t abandon you as she looks away from you.

“You didn’t tell me you were having dinner out, sweetheart” she speaks to him in Korean, offering a cold and feigned smile.

You are no fool, quickly thinking the worst. Hoping it’s a mistake.

“In-ji…” he reveals the woman’s name and sounds almost like he’s begging. But you don’t know what.

“I’m sorry, What is happening?” you dare to ask, making both of them turn to look at you.

“I’m Han Jeong-Won’s wife”

Color leaves your face, your stomach awkwardly churns and your hands start to shake, getting on your nerves.

How did Jeong-won hide it so well?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

“Earlier, your phone call accidentally linked to the car I borrowed” the woman reveals, but nobody says anything.

But you know it’s time to go…

Embarrassment floods you, making you a mess of yourself. Your cheeks burn so bad that your face looks red as a beet, you can feel your heart racing and your hands keep shaking as much as you try to calm yourself.

You stand up from the table, hurrying to grab your coat and purse.

“Please, y/n…” you hear Jeong-won calling you, but you don’t even look at him.

“The least you can do is pay for my dinner and beg on your knees for forgiveness to your wife…” you spit out, unable to look at any of them or the nosy people having dinner in the place.

The unwanted attention makes you sick. Only worsening the moment.

The couple stares at you, noticing that even when you were walking away, it was obvious that you started crying and you tried to wipe the tears away.

In-ji almost felt bad for you. Despite looking young and careless, you seemed mature enough. She expected to argue, but she ended up surprised to see you only left and eyed her with evident apologies.

“I deserve an explanation,” she says once you’re finally out of their sight.

“Yeah, you do…” Jeong-won admits, sighing after handing his card to pay the check.

He would pay for your dinner but he would not beg for forgiveness to his wife.

“Why did you do this?” In-ji asks as both leave the restaurant.

She’s certainly jealous but hides it so well. And more than that, she is curious.

“When I’m with her, I don’t feel tormented. I can be myself with no restrains…” he says, looking tired, beat down by the situation, but he briefly smiled at the tons of memories he had made with you.

“Did you ever feel that way with me?” Suddenly In-ji felt nervous, but she had to know.

“I did” After some silence, Jeong-won adds “I was so close to falling for you, but you proved to me we could never trust each other completely”

“That’s not true”

“She picked you well and was right. I will never match with you…”

That breaks her heart. Knowing damn well what he meant.

Her eyes get teary but feels confident to throw the next question.

“Do you love her, Jeong-won?”

“I love her”

She nods, watching him walk away towards his car.

The ex-wife, the wife, and the girlfriend…

Get a fucking grip, man. Get your shit together, Jeong-won thought.

A disastrous marriage, a fake one, and a healthy relationship.

From three totally different relationships, only one had made him feel safe and comfortable.

It was yours and his name that he wanted to see and hear together.

He was the perfect boyfriend but a shit of a person. And of course, you didn’t deserve that.

You deserved his pleas. And so you would get them.

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Part two or what?

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[camipad]

Need!!!!

I really need a Han Jeong-won x female reader story, it's just beautiful.

[submissivebrvt]

  • Squid Game Period Headcanons (As Your Boyfriend)

delicate pain, soft love, and mood swings under moonlight

Thanos Player 230 :

• The type to bluntly ask, "Are you on your period?" whenever you're snappy—only to be met with a death glare and a slap... every time.

• His humor? Absolutely awful. "Women are like spaghetti sauce... red monthly or white nightly." You nearly combust.

• He and Namgyu? Literal toddlers in grown bodies—dancing, hollering, making your cramps worse.

• Eventually, he softens. He apologizes with his eyes, voice low, arms open. "You're scary when you're like this... but kinda hot."

• Tries rapping to make you laugh—badly. So badly it works.

• Suggests period sex—you gag. Every time.

• Buys every craving, every pad, every little thing, and becomes clingier, sleepier, sweeter when you're hurting.

Minsu Player 125:

• Turns beet red the moment you mention blood—shy little bunny energy.

• Quietly tiptoes around you like you're a fragile porcelain doll.

• Learns to massage your tummy with gentle hands, his touch hesitant but thoughtful.

• Never jokes. Never mocks. Just exists beside you like a warm cup of tea.

• Buys chocolate in bulk. Tries cooking even if he burns it—he's trying, for you.

• If you cry from cramps, he might cry too, wiping your tears with trembling fingers.

Namgyu Player 124:

• Casually drops "Are you on your period?" as if it's a safe question. It's not. Slap.

• Quips with a smirk, "Maybe women were cursed with periods 'cause they're devilishly pretty when mad."

• Chaos personified—he and Thanos do their little dance routine, earning twin scowls from you.

• Later, he gets quiet. Scared quiet. He apologizes in that soft, scared-boy voice.

• Instead of getting too intimate, he suggests sneaky edibles at Club Pentagon. It helps... kinda.

• He brings snacks. Hugs. Wraps you in a hoodie and watches movies with you like the world outside doesn't exist.

Semi Player 380:

• Doesn't quite get periods, but she gets you. And that's enough.

• Braids your hair. Wipes your tears. Cooks you warm soups and sings softly when you're cramping.

• Holds your face in her hands and whispers, "You're beautiful even when you feel broken."

• Buys pads, tampons, strawberry mochi—whatever your heart wants.

• If you two sync up? You lay under a shared blanket with Bluetooth earbuds, heating pad on, watching vintage movies all day.

• She takes care of you, always. And when it's her turn, you take care of her too.

Gyeoung Su Player 256:

• "Wait, what's a period again?" Cue facepalm.

• You give him a refresher on basic anatomy. He nods like it's rocket science.

• Will try—earnestly—to comfort you. Cuddles like a big sleepy puppy.

• If sent to buy pads, might return with toilet paper. Baby steps.

• Asks "Are you on your period?" with the curiosity of a scientist meeting a new species.

• Starts rapping like Thanos to cheer you up. It's tragically adorable.

Dae Ho Player 388:

• His sisters trained him well. He knows. He respects.

• When you tell him, he nods gently and offers warm hugs, like you're something sacred.

• Bakes for you—vanilla pastries, molten brownies, kisses your temple in between.

• Walks on emotional eggshells. "Don't wanna make you mad, angel."

• If you're in pain, he'll cry quietly beside you, your forehead pressed to his chest.

Myungi Player 333:

• Misses your period once and spirals into "Oh my god, are you pregnant?" panic.

• When it does come, he asks "Is it your period?" with innocent concern. Slap.

• Retreats like a scared cat at first, then slowly edges back in.

• If he loves you? He's braving the store, texting you for brand names, buying chocolate on the side.

• Clings to you in bed all day, burying his face into your neck and canceling all plans.

The Salesman Gong Yoo:

• Somehow always knows. Before you do. Whispering, "You'll be starting soon." You shiver.

• Prepares a "period basket" like a ritual—lavender oils, mini heating pads, herbal teas.

• Gives the most divine massages. Your shoulders, your back, your aching lower belly.

• Turns the world off with blackout curtains and a documentary you never finish watching.

• Orders everything online. Amazon Prime—discreet, efficient, almost suspicious.

• Kisses your bloated stomach like it's the most precious altar. And you? You melt.

[1liv]

THE TRUNK 1.01

[heyanobody]

GONG YOO & SEO HYUN-JIN as HAN JEONG-WON & NOH IN-JI The Trunk (2024) • dir. Kim Kyu-tae • [ 002 ]

[laylahluvsasians]

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 | 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍!𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - you are a scientist that got chosen alongside other scientists and astronauts to complete a mission to the moon to find samples of lunar water. you and the captain have a bit of tension but thats never stopped you from going after what you want.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - sexual innuendos, smut, p in v, fingering.

𝐚/𝐧 - for all of you who wanted the han yun-jae oneshot, also i added an co-captain oc because i felt like it.

you are an american forensic psychologist who was transferred to south koreas science and space administration.

you spoke fluent korean so none of the korean scientists and astronauts looked down on you, in fact you were very well respected.

you were chosen to complete a mission to the moon to retrieve samples of lunar water from an abandoned research station.

the other astronauts who are going on this mission are Dr. Song Ji-an, an astrobiologist. Kim young the co-captain. Captain Han Yun-jae. Lieutenant Ryu Tae-seok, the head engineer. Dr. Hong Ga-young the team’s medical officer. Gong Soo-hyuk, the head of security. Lastly, Kim Sun leads the pilot team.

the captain han yun-jae was a strict man who didn’t like to lack his job. he was fairly young, around mid 30s. he has an daughter back on earth who is his main priority.

the co-captain kim young was much nicer to everybody. she is an astronaut and one of the most respected people in the lab.

the entire team is currently in the conference room with high executive mr.choi going over the mission.

mr choi stands in front of everyone with a stern face and hands behind his back. he begins to talk to the team.“you have done well to be apart of this team, we chose you because you are one of the very best from this entire organization.” mr choi eyes everyone before his eyes lands on you, you give him a small smile.

“this mission isn’t going to be an easy one.” his stern face not cracking a smile like usual. “captain han, choose ur partner”

captain han and the co-captain give each other a look and a slight nod before turning their attention to mr choi. “i’d like the co-captain kim young to be my partner, sir.”

Mr choi nodded. “very well. Dr.hong, choose ur partner”

Dr.hong’s eyes landed on you and she replied. “I’d like dr. y/n to be my partner. i could always use a forensics person with me.”

mr choi makes eye contact with you and smiles at you softly before continuing on to the rest of the crew.

after everyone chooses their partners mr.choi releases everyone so that you could all handle whatever you have to before ur boosted into space.

the next day.

everyone enters, some seem more tense then others. once everyone has entered the shuttle, the doors are shut and all of them make their way to their seat. the captain, co-captain, and the engineers take their place at their seats.

the engines begin to power up as everyone buckles their seatbelts. the shuttle starts moving and then, it lifts off from the ground.

the shuttle rockets into space and you can look through the glass windows at the planet earth. it becomes smaller and smaller the farther you are from it.

some people seem a little afraid to be up in space, but others seem fine. you can see how beautiful it is all the way the up here. the co-captain looks over at you, before giving you a small reassuring smile.

“we will be entering the moon’s orbit soon. so buckle your seatbelts, the gravity will be different when we enter the moon.” the captain speaks through the intercom.

as soon as the words leave the captain’s mouth, the people who seemed a little frighten before seemed even more frighten. the co-captain lets out a small sigh before her intercom comes online. “listen to the captain, if you wish to survive this trip and not float through the shuttle, i recommend you to buckle your seatbelt, the gravity with change soon.”

you then feel the shuttle entering the moon’s gravity. everyone gets a little lighter feeling as the gravity changes. the co-captain, captain, and all the engineers are hard at work piloting the ship.

but just then red lights began flashing and the ship began to malfunction causing the pilot to issue an emergency landing which worked but also didn’t.

the shuttle crashed into the moons surface hard, and barley steadied on the edge of the moon, tipping off.

people are dazed and confused after the hard landing. the lights in the shuttle flicker before losing power. a few people groan as they take off their seatbelt.

the captain is the first to get up and out of his seat. he helps the co-captain get up from her seat before he speaks. “is everyone okay?”

everyone seems to be a little confused and dizzy, but none of them seem seriously hurt. the co-captain manages to get the intercom to turn on and she speaks. “everyone seems fine, captain. just a little bit dazed from the hit.”

“we need to get out before the shuttle falls” you add into the conversation.

people stumble around, trying to get off the shuttle. the captain and co-captain help and make sure everyone is out before they move away from the shuttle.

everyone huddles around each other, and looks at the damage of the shuttle. one of the engines is blown up, a few others are smoking, and the side of the shuttle has dents all over it.

everyone steps back as the shuttle falls to the ground. the captain curses under his breath as everyone watches the shuttle fall.

“well, we can’t go back. so we need to find the research station.” the captain states as he starts walking away as the team follows him.

the team walks through the endless craters and dust all over the surface of the moon with little to no oxygen. they walk for miles, until they see a building in the distance. it slowly comes into view as they walk closer.

they finally arrive at the research base. the team takes a minute to look up at the building, it was in good shape, just looked unused.

the team is in awe at how big the building seems to be. the captain and the co-captain seem the most impressed. "it's definitely bigger than what was in the reports."

the captain and the co-captain give each other a look, before starting to walk towards the door. "let's go."

the team follows the captain as he enters the building. it looks much cleaner on the inside. the rooms seem very empty, but the equipment is still in tact.

the team wanders around the building, seeing the empty rooms and equipment still there. the equipment is still on. this building looks like everyone just left in a hurry without shutting anything off.

the captain starts lecturing everybody and the co-captain starts co-signing, it was almost annoying.

you lean over and whispered to the lieutenant. “of course she’s dickriding him”

the lieutenant hides his laugh with a fake cough when the captain looks at you both, causing you to wave at him innocently.

the captain eyes you both suspiciously before returning to his lecturing. the lieutenant let’s out a stifled laugh as the co-captain shoots both of you a look.

"stay close to each other. we know nothing about what happened down here at this base.” the entire team goes silent at the captain's stern words. they all share looks before nodding in agreement

the team begins to explore the research station. they move with caution and are very careful. the captain and the co-captain take the lead, while the others move in the middle and ur partner dr. hong and you at the back.

“the captain’s lucky he’s sexy or i would’ve quit” you whisper to dr.hong.

the lieutenant almost snorts out loud and stifles a laugh in his hand when you whisper to the doctor. the doctors face turns a light shade of pink from embarrassment. “will you shut up, he could hear you.”

you shrug and reply with no shame. “good, id let him hit.”

the lieutenant lets out a few stifled chuckles when you say that. doctor hong whips her head and gives you a look. “oh my god, do you have no filter?”

the lieutenant can barely hold his laugh in anymore as he covers his face with his arm.

she gives you another look as she crosses her arms. “i swear you’re ridiculous.”

the lieutenant can’t hold it in anymore and he starts to laugh out loud. the attention of everybody goes to you two. the captain turns around with a raised eyebrow.

doctor hong immediately tries to hide her embarrassment as the captain eyes the two of you with annoyance. the co-captain seems amused by the situation, and the rest just watch with a mix of confusion and amusement.

the co-captain struggles to hide her smile and the lieutenant is still recovering from his previous laughing fit. the captain sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly unamused. the doctor hides her face in her hands.

"can you two please be serious. we have work to do here." he says through a clenched jaw.

the lieutenant and you sheepishly nod, trying to stifle your laughs. doctor hong takes a deep breath before peeking through her fingers at the captain.

the captain gives you both a look before turning his attention back to the team. "we will spilt up and search through this entire base. you have a hour to find anything interesting. understood."

everyone voices in agreement before splitting up into smaller groups to look around the base. the team disperses into small clusters of twos and threes in different rooms and areas of the base.

as you begin to walk away, you hear the captain call out to you. “dr. y/n, come here for a moment.”

you halt your movements and turn around to see the captain staring at you. you walk over to him before he grabs your arm and pulls you aside.

he leans down to your ear, making sure no one else can hear him. "I need to speak to you privately for a moment. just us”

you blink a few times at his words before nodding in understanding. a bit curious as to why he wants to speak with just you, you follow him to a secluded corner of the room.

he stops when you’re in a small corner where no one can see you both. he leans back on the wall, and crosses his arms as he stares at you with a blank gaze.

you put ur hand on ur hip and smirk slightly, feeling a bit cocky. “like what you see?”

he doesn’t speak or respond for a few seconds as he keeps his gaze on you. a ghost of a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth before he speaks. "I wouldn’t mind staring longer, but we have a mission to complain.”

he pushes himself off the wall and stands in front of you, towering over you as the corner of his mouth twitches into a smirk again.

he leans closer so your faces are only inches apart. your heart races a little bit as you stand there, pinned in between him and the wall. he looks down at you with a hint of amusement in his eyes before he speaks again. "did you think I wouldn’t hear what you were saying to the doctor earlier?"

you tilt ur head slightly. “i was hoping you heard it actually.”

his smirk widens a little as he raises an eyebrow at your words. "oh really? and why would you want me to hear it?"

you lean in closer towards him. “so you could take my suggestion.”

now you got his full attention. he leans in even closer, his face only centimeters from yours. he lowers his voice, so only you could hear him. "and what exactly is this 'suggestion'."

“that you fuck me.” you respond with no hesitation.

he lets out a low chuckle when you say that. he puts his hand on the wall behind you, completely trapping you in between him and the wall. "is that so? you want me to fuck you? right here in this station."

you smirk proudly. “yep.”

he lets out an amused laugh as he stares into your eyes. he brings his face closer to yours. "you're ridiculous, you know that. i could get in a lot of trouble if anyone heard you say that."

you lean against the wall and cross ur arms. “awh, how so?”

he raises an eyebrow at you.

he looks at you like you grew two heads. "how so? are you serious? i’m the captain, and you’re a member of the team. we’re on a mission to collect a important research sample. it’s highly inappropriate for me to do that with a member of my team. let alone do it in the middle of this research station."

“nobody has to know.” you put on ur best seduction tone and leaned against him.

he looks at you with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. “oh really? and how would we keep this a secret? this place echoes, you know that right?”

“bold of you to assume im loud.” you reply sassily.

he gives another amused smirk at your words, bringing his face closer to yours again. “oh i can guarantee you’ll be screaming my name by the time i’m done with you.”

he presses his body against yours, pinning you up against the wall. he leans down so your faces are only a few centimeters apart. your heart pounds wildly in your chest as he moves his mouth your ear. “let’s see if you can keep quiet.”

he brings one of his hands up and cups your chin, forcing you to look up at him. his face is still blank, but his eyes are filled with amusement as his thumb rubs your bottom lip.

“keep quiet and i’ll let you scream all you want after this” he whispers as his thumb moves from your lip to your chin, gently lifting it up so your mouth is aligned with his.

he doesn’t waste any time as he closes the small gap between you, capturing your mouth in a kiss. his hand grabs the back of your neck, pressing you further into his body as he kisses you deeply.

he pushes his tongue into your mouth, tasting you, as he presses his body harder against you. his lips move against yours, hungry and needy for you.

his free hand grabs your waist, his grip tight around it as he presses your body even closer against his. his thumb rubs soothing circles on your hip as his tongue continues to explore your mouth.

a moan escapes from your mouth as his lips move down to your neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there. his hand moves from your chin to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair.

he lets out a low moan against your neck as he continues to kiss down your collarbone. you can feel his breath against your skin, hot and needy as he pushes his body even harder into yours.

he lifts you up, making ur legs wrap around his waist. he carry’s you to the control center and sits you down on the desk.

“are you wet for me?” he whispers into your ear, his voice filled with need and desire. his touch is firm and possessive, as if he’s laying claim to every inch of your body. “shall we see?”

you’re too lost in the moment, words have failed you. all you can do is nod, giving him the permission he craves.

his words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the anticipation building within you. his lips begin to trail down your neck, his hands gently teasing the hem of your jeans.

he undoes the button on ur jeans, carefully removing them while he continues to kiss and nip at your skin. he can sense how desperate you are for more, and his own desire matches yours.

his fingers lightly brush against the waistband of ur underwear, teasing you further as your breathing becomes uneven.

you can feel his gaze on you, as he looks up at your face, wanting to see your reaction to his touch.

his hands slide beneath the fabric of your underwear, his fingertips gently tracing along your sensitive skin, getting closer to where you wanted him the most.

his lips capture yours in a heated kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth.

your body is practically pleading for his touch, and he finally grants your silent wish. his fingers trail along ur core, gently stroking at first, before applying more pressure

he can hear the moan escape your lips, and he can feel just how much you want him, how much you need him.

he continues to move his fingers, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, wanting to drive you absolutely insane.

he watches your face, how you’re biting your lip, trying to hold back your moans. he loves how you look like this, how you’re completely at his mercy.

his name escapes your lips, barely more than a whisper, and he can tell how close you are. he leans to your ear, his hot breath causing your entire body to shudder.

“let me hear you” his other hand grabs you by the chin, making you look right at him as he continued to touch you in all the right ways

the look in his eyes, his words, and his touch all combine into one overwhelming feeling, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

your body is completely overwhelmed, and you’re barely able to form a sentence. “please..”

he smirks, loving how desperate you sound, how you’re practically begging him, but he knows you can take more, and he’s determined to bring you to absolute ecstasy.

he slips a finger into you, stretching you out.

your body tensed up at the sudden sensation, waves of pleasure coursing through you.

he watches you closely, his eyes dark with desire, as he begins to move his finger inside you, each motion sending shockwaves through your body.

you can barely form a thought, the room is spinning and all you can focus on is his touch, his eyes, and the overwhelming pleasure that he was causing you.

he knows he is in full control of your body and you can barely move yourself.

he adds another finger, his pace quickening, knowing exactly how to get you to the edge. “you’re so damn beautiful like this” his voice is ragged with desire, and every bit of self control he has is being used to resist the urge to just take you right then and there.

he could see how close you were and he wanted to make sure you were completely undone before he gave you the release you needed so desperately.

your body clenches around his fingers, desperate for more, and you can hardly breathe from the intense sensations coursing through you.

he curls his fingers in just the right spot, hitting a nerve that makes you see stars. you cry out his name, completely lost in the sensations he’s creating within you.

he leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, his words barely audible. “let go for me, sweet girl.”

his words send you over the edge, waves of pure ecstasy crashing over you as you come undone beneath his touch.

you’re trembling violently, completely undone by the overwhelming sensations, and he continues to watch you with a mixture of awe and desire. he can’t get enough of you like this, vulnerable and completely his.

his grip on you tightens, not ready to let you go just yet.

he quickly unzips his pants, and he pulls you forward, your bodies now almost touching, and leans in to kiss you desperately. the taste of your lips only makes him want you more, and he presses himself against you, his hardness already obvious.

his hands roam over your body, unable to resist the urge to touch you everywhere he could reach, to feel the heat of your skin against his own.

he breaks the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours, his breathing ragged as he tries to control his desire. “i need to be in you.”

the words send a shiver of excitement through you, and you can hardly believe this is finally happening.

he positions himself between your thighs, his hands on your hips.

he looks into your eyes, the intensity of his gaze almost overwhelming. “last chance to back out”

you quickly shake ur head and look into his eyes. “i want this.”

he can see the desire in your eyes and his own desire takes over completely.

he lines himself up, the tip of his cock gently pressing against your entrance. he wants to savor this moment, but he’s already so close to the edge he knows he can’t hold back.

he wants to hold back, to go slow, but he's completely overtaken by his desire for you, by how much he wants you.

he takes a deep breath and thrusts into you slowly, trying to be gentle even as his body is on autopilot, wanting nothing more than to claim you.

his mouth finds your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers how beautiful you look, how much he wants you.

he can barely hold back, but he doesn't want to be any rougher than he has to be.

he looks into your eyes, checking if he was hurting you, and when he sees that you're just as lost in the moment as he is, he loses the last bit of his self-control.

he begins to move faster, each thrust harder than the last, his grip on your hips tight, almost bruising.

he's completely possessed by the pleasure of being inside you, by the way you feel surrounding him.

he can't think, he can't speak, he can only feel, and all he can think about is how much he wants you, how much he needs you, how all he wants is to make you his. forever.

he reaches down, slipping a hand between your bodies to tease your sensitive clit, wanting to bring you the same amount of pleasure he’s experiencing.

he wants to give you everything you need, to please you in ways you didn’t know were possible, to take you to heights you’ve never reached before.

his fingers move deftly, finding all the right spots, his lips finding yours again, desperate and eager to taste you.

he swallows up your moans as he deepens the kiss, completely consumed by you. he can tell how close you are to the edge, and he wants to feel the moment you completely let go.

he moves his hand as well as his body in every way he knows you love, determined to bring you to the peak of pleasure that he was experiencing himself.

he whispers against your lips, the heat of his breath, and the sound of his voice sending shivers down your spine.“let me see you come apart for me, love” he moves ur leg ontop of his shoulder creating a new angle.

your body is completely overcome with sensation, and you’re barely able to form a thought other than the overwhelming, all encompassing sense of pleasure that is coursing through your every nerve.

the way his body feels against yours, the way he touches you, the way he looks at you as he takes you to the peak of pleasure, is all too much for you to bear.

he can see the moment you completely let go, your body clenching around him as you find your release. he holds you tightly as you ride out the waves of pleasure, his grip on you unrelenting, yet gentle at the same time.

he stares at you completely enamored by the beauty of you in your most vulnerable state.

he gently lifts you up, still not letting you go, and kisses you tenderly, the intensity between you now replaced with affection. he wraps his arms around you, gently stroking your back as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

he finally comes down from the high and rests his head on your shoulder, his breath ragged, completely spent. he holds you close, as if he can't bear to let you go, as if by holding you close, he cant help himself from whispering dirty things into your ear.

“when we get back to earth, we aren’t stopping.”

[pascalislove]

Error 404: Your clothes not found: Hacker!Gong Yoo x F!Reader

Summary: Your hacker boyfriend has been distant lately, so you decide to take matters into your own hands to get his attention back.

Warnings: (18+), graphic smut, unprotected sex (wrap him before you touch him!), creampie, piv, cunnilingus.

Gong Yoo has always been meticulous, serious, and organized, but lately he’s been so wrapped up in his work that he’s barely paid you any attention.

You decide it’s time to remind him that you’re a part of his world, too, so you slip into his work area wearing only one of his t-shirts, loose enough to cover you… but not so loose that it hides your intentions. You sit on his lap with a mischievous smile and whisper in his ear:

—“Still busy, love?”

He barely looks up from the screen, giving you a slight smile before continuing with his software. It’s not the reaction you were expecting, but you’re not going to give up either. You lean down and begin to slowly kiss his neck, pressing your lips against his warm skin.

—“You haven’t been paying attention to me lately…” you murmur, sliding your hands down his chest.

Gong Yoo closes his eyes for a moment, enjoying your touch, but he continues to try to concentrate. Seeing that he still resists, you decide to take more drastic measures: you take off his shirt in one movement, revealing the red lingerie you chose especially for him.

When he looks back at you, his eyes scan your body with apparent indifference, though the slight darkening in his gaze gives it away. Frustrated, you frown and blurt out:

—“Pay attention to me, dammit!”

He calmly sets down the keyboard and flashes a lopsided smile.

—“You shouldn’t have touched my computer,” he says in a deep voice.

—“I did it to buy this,” you reply, pointing to your lingerie.

His gaze slowly slides down your body before you take the liberty of straddling him. This time, he doesn’t hold back. Gong Yoo calmly takes off his glasses and sets them on the desk before wrapping you in his arms. With a firm movement, he picks you up, and instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you into the bedroom. His lips find their way to your collarbone, leaving a trail of warm kisses on your skin.

With eager hands, you slide his shirt down his torso, feeling every line of his well-defined muscles beneath your fingers. He responds with another deep kiss before undoing his pants, leaving him in just his boxers.

You can’t help but run soft caresses over his toned abdomen, enjoying the feel of his warm skin against your fingertips. Slowly, you unhook your bra, letting it fall to the floor, and his gaze darkens with desire. He’s quick to lean down to capture one of your breasts in his mouth, playing with his tongue as a moan escapes your lips.

He then slides down to the other, sending shivers down your spine. His mouth travels lower, placing kisses on your belly before removing the last piece of clothing and dipping between your legs.

The first brush of his tongue makes you arch your back and let out a ragged gasp. Still looking at you, he slides a finger inside you, exploring with precision until he finds that spot that makes you shudder.

A second finger joins in, moving in perfect sync with his mouth that never stops playing with your clit. Your hands clutch at his hair, holding him tighter to you, and between muffled whispers, you beg him not to stop.

Pleasure consumes you suddenly, leaving you trembling under his expert touch. With a satisfied smile, Gong Yoo sits up and undoes his boxers, revealing his erection. You roll over on the bed, lying face down, and feel him align himself with you before slowly entering, stretching every fiber of your body with his size.

His thrusts start slow, torturously deep, until his grip on your waist becomes more demanding. With one hand, he grabs a fistful of your hair, tilting your head to the side to whisper in a deep voice:

—“You can’t last even a few hours without my attention, can you? Small and needy…” A shudder runs through your body as you gasp between moans.

—“No… I can’t be without you…” you confess, lost in the feeling of him inside you.

His response is a firm spank that makes you arch even further against him, followed by three more that only intensify your desire.

He pulls out of you suddenly and drops onto the bed, giving you an expectant look. Understanding his invitation, you straddle him and take control, aligning yourself with him before slowly sinking into his hardness.

His hands grip your hips as you begin to move, the rhythm of your hips matching his perfectly. His gaze is lost in the way your breasts move with each swing and, unable to resist, he captures one with his mouth.

—“Tell me about your computer…” you murmur between moans, enjoying the friction between your bodies.

Gong Yoo lets out a laugh between gasps and, without stopping moving inside you, begins to explain about settings and systems, his deep voice making you tremble even more. You feel an intense heat build up in your belly.

He senses it too, and in a quick movement, he pushes you onto the bed and settles between your legs, taking control again. His rhythm intensifies, his skin hitting against yours in an increasingly frantic swing.

You wrap your legs around his waist, clinging to him as your nails leave marks on his back.

Your climax hits you again with overwhelming force, making you moan his name as you cling to him desperately.

A few thrusts later, he follows, burying himself deep as his own pleasure consumes him. You’re both left panting, sweaty, tangled up in each other. His face hides in the crook of your neck before he leaves a soft kiss on your skin.

—“That was amazing…” you whisper with a satisfied smile.

Gong Yoo props himself up on one elbow and looks at you with that confident expression that turns you on even more.

—“Who said this is over?” he murmurs before leaning over you again.

And without waiting for an answer, he claims you for himself again.

What do you think of this approach by Gong Yoo?🫦

I put the saleman labels and others characters so that they appear to you.🫦

[dilfismz]

Squid Game Characters texts during “talking stage” HCs

Contains: Junho, Thanos, Minsue, SaeByok, Salesman, Se-mi, Namgyu, Inho, Sangwoo, GiHun

[chaesong-hwa]

YOO YEON SEOK AS AHN JEONG WON

Resident Playbook (언젠가는 슬기로울 전공의 생활) EP. 05

[fuckyeahgongyoo]

[sowhatwereyousaying]

A Promise - Part 2

summary: Last night's activities, are here to haunt today. You have to face the music...

warnings: age gap (reader is in their 20s and gong yoo is in his 40s); fake dating, pr,

I was dreaming.

That had to be the explanation.

Because there was no way in real life that Gong Yoo—superstar, professional heartthrob, and the man whose face I had drunkenly collided with last night—was standing in my apartment, looking entirely too smug, and suggesting that we pretend to be engaged.

I gripped the doorframe for support. “Let me get this straight—you want me to just… go along with this ridiculous story?”

He nodded. “Exactly.” 

I blinked. “Absolutely not.”

He sighed, pulled out his phone, and turned the screen toward me.

My stomach dropped.

📢 BREAKING NEWS: Gong Yoo’s PLAYBOY ERA IS OVER! Who is the mystery woman who stole his heart? 📢 He vowed to marry the next person who kissed him… AND HE MEANT IT!!! 📢 Enemies to lovers? Fake dating? K-drama plot IRL?!

And then, the worst part—a photo of me, mid-kiss, looking like a drunken mess, with my arms wrapped around his very famous face.

Someone had even Photoshopped a wedding veil on me. WITH SPARKLES.

I nearly blacked out.

“Oh. My. God.” I turned to Mia, my best friend. “Please tell me this is a joke.”

Mia, who was having the time of her life and my EX-bestfriend, just sipped her coffee and said, “I mean… it’s kinda romantic?”

I gaped at her. “You’re supposed to be on my side.”

“I am.” She gestured lazily toward Gong Yoo. “But, babe, look at him.”

I refused to look at him. Looking at him was dangerous. Looking at him might trick my brain into thinking he was attractive and charming and not a walking scandal generator with the smuggest smirk known to man.

Instead, I turned back to him. “So if I say no, what happens?”

He exhaled dramatically. “Well, then the media spins the story that I was ready to settle down, and you crushed me.” He placed a hand over his heart. “It’ll be tragic. I’ll probably have to write a song about it.”

I scowled. “You don’t even write songs.”

“I might start.”

Oh my god, I wanted to kick him.

But he was right. If I walked away now, I’d get eaten alive by the internet. If I agreed, I could at least control some of the damage.

I exhaled sharply. “Fine. But I have conditions.”

His brows lifted, clearly entertained. “By all means.”

“One, no staged PDA. I refuse to be part of some ‘oops, the paparazzi caught us making out in an alley’ moment.”

He sighed. “There go all my plans.”

I glared.

“Fine, fine,” he said, biting back a smirk. “No staged PDA. Unless you beg for it.”

I swear to god if I had a knife right now, it would be in his skull. 

“Two,” I continued, ignoring him, “I keep my normal life. I don’t quit my job, I don’t get sucked into some industry circus, and I don’t suddenly become an influencer.”

“No brand deals?” “No.”

“No luxury vacations?” “No.”

“No matching couple outfits?”

I blinked. “That was never on the table.”

“Pity.” He sighed dramatically.

I refused to laugh.

“And three—” I took a deep breath “—I want compensation.”

Mia choked. “Oh my god. You’re negotiating with Gong fucking Yoo?” 

He glanced at Mia and grinned. “I like it. What do you want?”

I thought for a second. “Pay off my student loans.”

“Done.”

I froze. “Wait, what?”

“I could do it right now,” he said, pulling out his phone. “Wanna watch?”

I hated how attractive that sentence was.

I folded my arms. “I feel like you agreed too quickly.”

“What can I say?” He smirked. “I’m a romantic.”

I snorted. “Yeah, okay.”

Then, just as I was about to fully process the insanity of agreeing to a fake engagement with Gong Yoo, his phone buzzed again.

He checked the screen, then slipped his phone back into his pocket, looking a little too pleased with himself.

“What now?” I asked suspiciously.

“Well,” he said, stretching like he had all the time in the world, “since we’re engaged now, my manager thinks it’d be cute if we were seen together today.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Seen where?”

He grinned. “Oh, you know… on a date.”

I nearly choked. “Excuse me?!”

“Nothing crazy,” he assured me, clearly enjoying this way too much. “Just lunch. Maybe a little hand-holding. A few longing stares across the table.” He tapped his chin. “Do you know how to gaze at me adoringly? Should we practice?” 

I was going to kill him 

“No,” I said firmly. “Absolutely not.”

“Too late,” he said, already grabbing his coat. “There’s a car downstairs waiting for us.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but Mia was already shoving me toward the door.

“Oh my god, just go,” she said, practically vibrating with excitement. “Worst-case scenario? You get free food and the world’s most ridiculous story.”

I was going to kill her too and then dump their bodies in a dumpster. 

But before I could protest, Gong Yoo was already holding the door open for me, his expression full of pure, unbearable amusement.

“Shall we?” he asked, voice smooth and teasing.

I glared at him. “I hope you trip on the way down.”

He smirked. “If I do, will you catch me?”

This was a disaster waiting to happen.

a/n: OMG, thank you so so so so much for your love on pt1, honestly I didn't expect this so thank you so much again! It was fun writing this as well, literally like- some of yall were suggesting me to just get them married, which honestly isn't so bad, but I kinda thought it would have been too hasty, so I am sorry for that..I hope yall love this part too!

[kiss-me-muchoo]

𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 || 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐖𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

part one: angel of satisfaction || part two: here

summary_the fallout of your love story with jeong-won and how he begged long enough to drastically change your life.

warnings_ age gap (not specified but reader is in uni), implied sex, cheating, fluff, angst but happy ending , reader smokes, is implied to be American and PLOT TWIST at the end, NO PROOFREADING

notes_ need to watch goblin and the silent sea :( using the salesman tag to avoid the flop allegations

♫ ♪ the worst playlist 4 gong yoo

✰ Index (+ fics here)

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The smell of cigars filled your home: you never thought you would deliberately find yourself smoking.

But there you were, looking at the cloudy skyline while you threw out the unhealthy smoke.

Your phone rang and you pulled it out of your pocket.

The ninth call of the day. Three times three is the charm.

“What the fuck do you want?” You neutrally ask, ignoring the beating of your heart.

“…y/n? Thank goodness you’re answering” You roll your eyes. “We need to talk, there’s a lot you-“

“Jeong-won, I don’t want to talk about anything with you” The exasperated tone in your voice doesn’t go unnoticed by him, which makes him feel even more stressed out. “In fact, I don’t want you to keep calling me. I don’t want you messaging me. I don’t want to have your follow on social media. I don’t want to hear your music in the clubs. I don’t want to ever fucking see your face again”

“Please, y/n. I don’t deserve to explain myself but-“

“I told you, you only had to pay for that dinner and forget about me. I suppose you didn’t mend things with your wife…” you abruptly cut him off, watching the smoke of the cigar fly out of your place.

“It’s complicated…” he sounds tired, sad and pathetic.

“Yeah… Everything’s that way with you. I just didn’t want to see it” you spit out, hanging up, leaving him to make a mess over the deadline.

You didn’t know how, but you would try everything just to forget him. But when you get out of the apartment the first thing you notice is the public trash can.

There lies the flower bouquet that appeared at your door three days ago. It had been Jeong-won’s first attempt to say sorry.

But so far it wasn’t working.

…

Three weeks into trying to move on. The first days felt like walking throwing a dark alleyway with no return. Tears always find a way to run out of your eyes, but you couldn’t deny, that you felt better.

Your friends helped a lot. Seoun-mi was the only one who said that if Jeong-won insisted, you could let him explain himself. Ruby and Jade immediately said no.

The spring was right around the corner. The rain was slowly coming to an end. The coats were being replaced with sweaters and cardigans. Even the sun cooperated, warming enough to make you go out to run.

Jeong-won crossed the street to walk towards his car. He had submitted a mini EP of music, expected to release mid-spring.

The city looked active, almost as if everyone had been trapped by the winter. He pulled out the keys to his car when he looked up.

His feet dragged him away, noticing a woman jogging down the street.

His face turned in awe after realizing it was you. Your matching grey tracksuit was hard to miss. He remembered you mentioned you were asthmatic, he wondered if you carried your inhalator.

“Y/N!” Jeong-won couldn’t care less if everyone stared at him as if he was insane. He started running hoping to get your attention.

His heart started beating so fast, the rush of seeing your face again, the hope of having you by his side again.

But that didn’t happen, you didn’t even listen. Music was playing so loud through your wireless headphones.

Jeong-won stopped running. He stared at your blurred vision and sighed in dismay.

His phone rang and he answered, still looking at you.

“Are you busy?” In-ji asked.

“No. I’m going home…” the man answered.

…

As the desperation started to burn you, the need to go out also grew stronger.

Ruby and Seoun-mi had seminars, and Jade had a meeting with her major advisor.

The outcome? You dancing all alone in a club.

You couldn’t go to the same one where you used to go. That’s where you met Jeong-won, it was too painful.

But as the alcohol sinks in, you start to feel tipsy, alerting you to stop drinking.

For a second you thought it was already too late but Han Jeong-won was actually there.

He gently pushed people to come to you.

There isn’t even time to feel angry, nervous, or panicked.

“What are you doing here?” You ask loudly.

“I came with a friend…” he admits, looking hopeful.

When you try to sneak away, Jeong-won grabs your wrist and pushes you against his chest. Only to then kiss you.

In his arms, you felt safe.

With his kisses, you felt cherished.

The man who urgently smashed his lips with yours in the middle of the dance floor while music blasted from the speakers was the love of your life.

He couldn't resist the temptation. Couldn't miss the chance and needed to let you know he always loved you. That everything was true.

"Please, believe me..." he pleaded, holding your hands.

"Fuck you, Jeong-won"

Frivolously, you leave the taste of poison on his lips. His hand tried to grab yours again, but you slipped, leaving him.

Like you had already done before.

But it didn't make it easier, because tears started falling down the first step out of the club.

And in the middle of the cold night, you slip into your coat and start a quiet walk towards home.

You wished you knew he was mourning a life he had before you.

…

Caffè Americano…

The smell fills your nostrils and the warmth of the cup soothes the cold of your hands. Too many thoughts have run through your head over the days. And it was very rushed to say you were over Jeong-won. Walking through the same streets you once walked while feeling in love was devastating, as dramatic as it sounded.

But it’s a good day. You can feel like you are reaching peacefulness and it’s enough.

It’s been a month and a half since you last saw him. The world is not fresh, but it’s still open.

You walk out of the coffee shop, your boots sound with every step you take and the cool air makes the very few cherry blossoms in the trees fall.

Your eyes scan the street; everyone is just there living.

When would you start feeling like yourself again?

Apparently not at that moment. After coming down the little steps of the coffee shop, you look up and meet two people talking, just inches away.

Why was life so cruel? Why do you have to meet your ex-boyfriend and his wife right then and there?

They feel someone staring, but they try to act so normal, like you hadn’t seen them. You start walking away. With firm steps and a well-hidden urge to run as well.

His hair looked the same, but his face looked less tired. She looked younger if that was even possible, with longer hair and more casual clothes.

Jeong-won and In-ji stare at each other awkwardly.

“Go after her” she softly tells him. Jeong-won stares back at her with unease before turning back his attention to you.

He knew you wanted to run away the moment you saw them.

“We already met once. What if we met again and she’s in the middle once again?” He can’t deny the anxiety growing as you stop waiting for the traffic lights to change.

“Jeong-won, perhaps we were really never meant to be together…” his face almost turns into a childish pout.

But maybe… In-ji was right.

She was kind, supportive and caring. She would’ve been a great wife. But their marriage started as a contract, Jeong-won never knew her completely.

He never felt the same way he did with you.

“We couldn’t even say ‘I love you’ to each other…” the woman admitted with a sad smile.

Then both turned to look at you.

“Go, explain her everything. And if we see each other again. It’s because we are meant to be friends. But that’s it…” Jeong-won almost felt his eyes turn glassy. But he nodded, gave Noh In-ju a brief kiss on the forehead, and literally started running towards you.

For a moment he thought about

You are still waiting for the green light when you hear him. You spot a cab and make him a sign to stop by you.

“Y/N !” When you look back, you see Jeong-won running, out of breath with his hand waving in an attempt to make you notice him.

You sigh, already feeling stressed out.

“This needs to stop. I can’t take it anymore!” You almost yell as soon as he ends up face-to-face with you. “I know it was just a coincidence and she’s your wife, but it’s not fair. I can’t do this anymore…”

You’re so mentally exhausted that you don’t even notice your eyes tearing up until the cool air makes you aware of the tears.

“Please, don’t cry. If you just let me explain… you and I-“

Boom. You explode…

“YOU AND I, NOTHING!”

It spills out of your mouth. The words even hurt you since you know it’s not true. People around stare but you don’t care.

“This is why I can’t go out anymore. I’m so scared that I will have to see your face again… “ his heart breaks, he can’t stand your tired and hurt tone, your burning cheeks, and your red eyes.

He wants to make it better but doesn’t know how.

“I never wanted to hurt you…” he admits with his broken voice and you find the strength to chuckle. “I will remember that when I’m gone…”

“You’re leaving?” Jeong-won finds himself panicking, already desperate to make you stay.

“If the office approves my petition, yes. I’ll leave in three weeks” his face goes pale. “And even after everything… I can’t hate you, Jeong-won”

Your cab arrives just in time, and you disappear without saying anything else. You don’t even look at him again.

And as the cab drives away, you begin to think about anything else. In hopes of forgetting about everything, starting with his face.

…

2:00 am…

You can’t sleep. It was the following night after a hangover day. Your friends almost cried, pleading you stay at least the rest of the semester. You hadn’t thought about leaving the apartment and all of the good memories built there.

You look through the open curtains at the skyline. The same crystal diving you from the city that once was your lullaby as Jeong-won hugged you and combed his fingers through your hair.

You were so sober that you even questioned if he deserved to explain himself.

What if he was in a bad marriage and he couldn’t get divorced but started seeing you? No… Then why did they look very happy talking to each other the last time?

What if he actually never meant to cheat on his wife but tremendously fell in love with you? No… He still cheated and never told you about it.

But he said he loved you.

And he looked sincere while doing so…

*beep beep*

Your phone makes you touch the ground again.

After hours of being in the dark, the light of the screen blinds you for a second.

Five new messages…

Jeong-won ♡

You never removed the heart beside his name in the contract.

Jeong-won ♡ ׂ╰┈➤

I can’t sleep again.

and not because I’ve taken

the pills again. I miss you like

you have no idea.

I know I hurt you despite not

wanting to. But as I said, it’s complicated.

Jeong-won ♡ ׂ╰┈➤

My first wife and I had issues.

She always wanted to

control me. We almost had a kid,

but we lost it and that shattered my

life once again. So she urged me

to sign a fake marriage, now I see

how twisted and stupid it is.

Jeong-won ♡ ׂ╰┈➤

I was so uncomfortable when this

new woman appeared at my place.

It was already a bad place

and it added up to my neglect. It was

never my intention to cheat on In-ji.

I was only being friendly

that night we met in the club. But the

more I heard you, the more I realized

how lonely I was. It was luck or a fluke

that you were in that burger shop

days after.

Jeong-won ♡ ׂ╰┈➤

I swear to you, y/n, that every

word, caress, and moment I shared

with you was real. Never in my life

I’ve been more sure about

feeling like this. I wanted to tell

you about the marriage, but I

didn’t know how. I thought that

no matter how much I tried to

explain, it would sound terrible.

I was so close to falling in love

with her. But thank goodness

I didn’t, because I would have

settled for so little compared

to you. The marriage contract is

over. That day you saw us together,

it was the first time I saw her

in months. She told me to go after you.

Jeong-won ♡ ׂ╰┈➤

I don’t think it’s enough

explanation. But I hope it’s

enough for you to believe me

when I say I truly love you.

I’m so sure I want to waste as

many years as needed as long as

you forgive me. Please don’t leave,

I need you. Even when I don’t deserve

it.

✓ ✓

You don’t cry, you don’t panic, you don’t even blink. You just lock the phone and set it aside. Your eyes locked on the ceiling as you start drifting off, succumbing to sleep.

…

It could’ve been any other day. But it was raining when you decided to drop the final papers to withdraw from the study abroad program and return home. The apartment was a mess, half of it already packed up inside carton boxes and the other half resting as if nothing was happening.

The decision was not properly made, that was clear.

Your head was a disaster, a swimming mess.

Your life has been quite boring but comforting ever since you entered your teenage years. Never in your wildest dreams, you thought you would be stressing over a failed relationship where the man was married.

Three months after that embarrassing night at the restaurant, you are in a very different place and situation.

The rain has stopped, the sun peaks between grey clouds but the streets are still a wet mess.

You avoid the puddles of water that form across the sidewalk. Your cable earphones get tangled with the bunch of papers in your arms. It’s annoying until you slow down to take them off and hold the papers properly.

You bump into someone. The altercation being a little violent makes you almost fall to your knees, but the stranger holds your shoulders.

And the papers fall from your hands, drenching in the water.

“Fuck…” you whisper, hurrying to kneel, not caring that your knees get wet, you can only save the top papers. You see the hands of the stranger also trying to save them. That’s when you look up at the stranger.

Without a warning you end up smiling, Jeong-won smiles back at the instant. Both of you chuckle.

The half-drenched papers slip from your hands again, completely drowning in the puddle of water.

“Is it too late?” He asks.

“For what?”

“For begging you to stay with me…” your hands snake to grab his. He had a black turtleneck sweater and a jacket hanging over his shoulder. He looked painfully gorgeous.

You think about all those hours you spent re-reading his messages.

“I think you have begged enough” you reply.

Needless to say… you just know it was meant to happen.

Your arms lock around his neck and it’s you the one kissing him. Jeong-won mentally sighs, feeling relieved and renewed.

You can feel his arms embracing you tightly, as if scared you would slip away from him again.

Out of breath, he rests his forehead against yours, witnessing how the pain slowly washed away.

“It’s okay…” you almost whisper, he nods, briefly smiling. “Jeong-won, let's go home”

You knew he understood. Both of you knew home was wherever the two of you were together.

…

The heat was slowly building up. The windows started to remain open all day and night. Jeong-won was slightly stressed out, he had an upcoming trip and was in a mall, outside of a candle store.

His phone was almost burning when he realized the day was indeed hot.

“Jeong-won?” He turns only to encounter In-ji, smiling brightly at him.

“In-ji…”

His ex-wife appeared upon him, looking gorgeous. She looked happy, with her long hair now dyed chocolate brown.

“How are you?” He asked giving her a quick hug. “I haven’t seen you in… a long time”

It had been a year, to be exact.

“What happened with y/n?” She asks straight to the point and Jeong-won chuckles. “Why are you laughing?”

“It was bad… Remember?” In-ji nods, then he points at a woman squatting while looking at candles inside the store.

It was you, wearing a sundress that hunched over the floor. A purse hanging from your shoulder with many keychains. And when you stood up and turned to the side, In-ji noticed your left arm was also busy, holding a newborn baby.

“HAN JEONG-WON, YOU HAD A BABY?” the man starts laughing while nodding. “Oh my goddess! Congratulations!”

“I can’t believe it myself” he admits after accepting the hug In-ji gave him.

It felt nice to see her. She was right, they functioned better as friends.

“It’s a girl, right? What’s her name?” His eyes brightened at the subject.

Jeong-won had a baby with you…

“She has two names. June Iseul” the name of the baby rolled over his tongue and he found himself smiling again.

June Iseul was born in the peak of the winter, weighing and measuring less than expected, with matted raven hair and grey irises that were slowly becoming like yours but shaped just like her father’s.

“That’s adorable!” In-hi admitted, feeling awe at the sight of the baby in your arms, wearing a rainbow onesie.

“And I guess you married her?” Jeong-won huffed.

You never denied how June Iseul had been an accident. She came to slow down your academic career, she also made you gain weight and lose some hair but her arrival amidst winter gave you half a year to recover. You felt amazing and June Iseul was growing healthy.

Jeong-won was happier than ever. He was just a little worried about the reason why they were in the mall. Your parents were slightly mad and very confused as to why you left home being single and a full-time student and you were going to visit them being a part-time student, with a boyfriend and a baby.

Jeong-won was nervous, excited, and eager to marry you.

“Well… happens that y/n doesn’t fully believe in traditional marriage. I’ve asked her on multiple occasions but she keeps saying that we shouldn’t push it yet” Jeong-won admits rolling his eyes, she chuckles, turning her head to see you invested in the newborn section. “She’s very smart”

“She is…” he agrees, joining the chuckles and smiling like an idiot at the sight of you with his daughter.

“Well I didn’t have a baby, but I got married” In-ji revealed, making Jeong-won almost gag.

“What? When?”

“Two weeks ago. I met him in Thailand and… I don’t know. I’m just… very happy” Both smiled, feeling in peace knowing everyone had moved on. “I’m happy for you, Jeong-won. I can tell you are living a dream”

“I’m also happy for you…” both smiled at each other.

…

An hour later, you are done shopping and the most important thing is in your hands; a stroller for June Iseul.

Jeong-won pushed the stroller as both of you walked towards a pasta restaurant.

“It sucks that you got me pregnant before my twenties ended. I should be in the club!” you object, exaggerating. You can hear Jeong-won huffing in disbelief.

“You literally go out to the club every week!”

He was right. Your life pretty much remained the same.

“And that’s one more reason I love you so much”

Even with the arrival of June Iseul, Jeong-won had no problems with staying with the baby while you attended classes or decided to hang out with your friends. He used to have a lot of free time, but now… he found the perfect routine.

“What are we ordering?” He asks, grabbing a menu as you both wait your turn to order and pay.

“You pick the pasta and I want a pizza with truffle oil. What do you say?” You negotiate with a smile.

He gets so lost in your beautiful face that he ends up smiling back like an idiot.

“What?” You ask again, chuckling at his silly face. “Nothing, I just love you so much”

You blush. And before you can say anything.

You hear some coos.

“I’ll order, you pick a table and feed Junjun” Jeong-won reassures you, knowing very well his daughter was demanding and using the silly nickname he had given her.

You take a seat at a secluded table and turn the stroller so you can uncover it.

June Iseul was awake.

“Hello, little blossom” she smiled and it melted your heart. “I know you’re hungry…”

She was very small and soft. She had that baby smell but as her mother, you thought your baby smelled perfectly compared to the others.

She locked her eyes with yours as you breastfed her, not caring about the attention because your back was facing the world, and the table was secluded enough to cover you.

June Iseul’s pale skin resembled her father’s, making her look a little like a porcelain doll. Like the one your friend Jade gifted her from Japan months ago.

The doll was very sophisticated and rested along with some baby books and toys.

“Your father isn’t very good at conversations with strangers, right?” You ask your baby as you pull her out of the stroller and into your chest. Your boyfriend seemed to awkwardly be exchanging words with the woman taking the order. It made you chuckle.

After a long night talking and him telling you every single detail of his life, everything changed.

Just when he got a little house in a modest neighborhood and asked you to move in, you accidentally got pregnant.

What seemed like a challenge turned out to be easier than expected. Jeong-won had been the perfect partner all along.

Ignoring the judgment from your peers in classes after you waddled around campus with a baby bump, everything was perfect.

Also ignoring all the insults you threw to Jeong-won while he held your hand in the delivery room, everything was perfect.

So seeing him come with the receipt of the order and taking June Iseul from your arms to burp her made you realize how lucky you were.

How fucked up things were until they weren’t.

You have a boyfriend begging you to marry him and a perfect baby that looks like him. Both are in wait to visit your homeland and parents for the first time.

The flash of your phone pulls Jeong-won out of his trance with June Iseul.

“Are you taking us a picture?” he asks.

“Yes, you both look so adorable” you admit looking at the screen. June Iseul perfectly locked eyes with his father and you captured it in a picture.

You would print it, use it as your lock screen, and send it to your friends.

Ruby immediately replies in the group chat, then Jade, and lastly Seoun-mi.

Rubz <3 ׂ╰┈➤

DILF + adorable baby spotted!!!!

Jadore ׂ╰┈➤

Is that the onesie I bought her?

June Iseul my baby 🩷🩷🩷

misu :) ׂ╰┈➤

Tell Jeong-won he’s not

holding her neck properly:)

misu:) ׂ╰┈➤

I love her <3

you ׂ╰┈➤

Everyone gets In-N-Out and

animal fries after we come

back to Korea (cold ofc)

you ׂ╰┈➤

For being such a good

trio of aunts 💋

You lock your phone with a smile on your face as you stand up.

“Where are you going?” Jeong-won asks.

“To wash my hands, silly” You lean forward to kiss him briefly and you can feel him smiling amidst the kiss.

It’s inappropriate but since the table is secluded, you feel playful enough to add tongue and have a little touch with his.

And then you remember your daughter is in the middle of you two and had just burped.

“She spilled some milk…” Jeong-won hurriedly says, breaking the kiss.

You chuckle and kiss your daughter’s matted hair.

“Then clean her, Jeong-won,” you say before leaving to finally wash your hands. As your steps grow further, you can hear your boyfriend talking in Korean with June Iseul.

“Your mother is a little spitfire. That’s why I want to marry her…”

There’s an embarrassing smile on your face when you look at yourself in the bathroom mirror.

___________________________

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[celestiallure]

Can I request something fluffy with Gong Yoo? It can be anything really, I’m not picky :)

ft. gong ji-cheol x f! reader — rpf

╰₊✧ you’re too short to kiss him properly┊0.5k words

contains: fluff! size difference (reader is described to be average height), established relationship, reader has an attitude but he loves it, rpf don't like don't read

➤ author's note: first finished request on this acc :) wi ha-joon fic coming soon

he’s not sure what’s gotten into him this morning, but he was in a rather mischievous mood today. there was already a cocky little smile on his handsome face that you haven’t noticed yet as he leaned against the kitchen counter while sipping on his coffee, watching you sluggishly stroll into the light of the room. you looked so cute with your hair sticking out in all directions, rubbing one of your eyes sleepily, wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts that was comically long on your frame and reached your thighs like a dress. “good morning, honey.”

the reminder of how tiny you were in comparison to him gave him an idea.

“good morning,” you murmured softly, your mind still half enveloped in sleep with your body moving on its own. you drew close to him, standing on your tiptoes with your head tilted upward and eyes closed, anticipating for him to lean down and meet you in the middle with a kiss as was your usual routine. 

except this kiss never came, and you opened your eyes with a little pout and slightly furrowed brows. he was clearly biting back a childish giggle, unable to hide his amusement despite being a world-renowned actor. “what’s wrong? aren’t you going to kiss me?”

“are you being serious?”

he cracked a chuckle, taunting you by puckering his lips while standing up straight. “dead serious.”

you bit the inside of your cheek, trying once again to elevate yourself by standing on your toes and wrapping your arms around his neck in an attempt to pull him down to your level. still, he didn’t budge, and his stupid grin was only growing wider at how goddamn adorable you were in his perspective. all you could reach was his lower jaw, just short of his lips.

“come on, don’t be a dick!” you whined. “are you really going to make me get a ladder?”

“oh? are you too short to kiss me?”

“don’t piss me off— obviously, i’m too short to kiss you!” the statement solidified your suspicions that he was trying to get a raise out of you, which you normally didn’t mind since being an annoyance at his grown-age was sort of a love language of his, but it was way too early for this. he frequently teases you for your height, even before you started dated, always using your head as an armrest and purposefully putting items just out of your reach so that you would need to jump or climb something to reach it. “just to remind you, i’m average height. you’re the one who’s a giraffe masquerading as a human!”

that broke him, bursting out in laughter at your little insult. it made you roll your eyes playfully, ready to walk off and get ready for the day. before you could take more than two steps, he tutted and grabbed your wrist, pulling you back to him in a single fluid motion and finally placed a loving kiss on your lips. he didn’t stop or let go of you until he felt you go slack in his arms and kiss him back, indicating that you surrendered yourself and had forgiven him for his teasing.

“you’re lucky you’re so handsome,” you scoffed, pressing your finger into his forehead and pushing him off you with a giggle.

[he3ts]

( SQUID GAME MASTERLIST )

✴ nam gyu,, oneshots

౨ৎ crawling towards the bunny, how far can a rockstar's love go?

౨ৎ poison, one has one wound, which never closes.

౨ৎ never forever, the first love is the one that hurts the most. like the memory of you.

✴ nam gyu,, series

౨ৎ blue sky, no one can hurt you like he can. ( masterlist )

౨ৎ for your love, i wanna hold you in my arms tonight. for your love, i'll do whatever you want. ( masterlist )

౨ৎ let the world burn, a ruined dancer and a drug addict who cannot see beyond his own eye. in summer, love blooms, which unfortunately ends with the arrival of autumn. ( masterlist ) ( extra )

✴ the salesman,, series

౨ৎ thirty one days, a recruiter and an fbi agent. you are mutually obsessed with each other, what could go wrong? ( part one )

౨ৎ voodoo, he will never leave you, obsession has caught up with desire. ( part two )

✴ hwang in-ho / 001,, oneshots

౨ৎ god bless me, he'll only want you for one night anyway.

౨ৎ the lady in red, lady in red is dancing with me, cheek to cheek. there's nobody here, it's just you and me.

✴ se mi,, oneshots

౨ৎ illicit affairs, loving her is bad. loving her is dangerous.

✴ cho hyunju,, oneshots

౨ৎ i'm not good, you know it's wrong, you know you shouldn't.

✴ thanos,, series

౨ৎ heartbreaker, if we depart tonight, please just be my love. ( masterlist )

✴ kang dae ho,, oneshots

౨ৎ betty boop, the eyes, chico, they never lie.

────────────୨ৎ────────────

MASTERLIST.

[hagarsays]

DAMN!!! Gong Yoo like you trying to kill everyone