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bluecakes1978 · 6 days ago

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LADS react you knocking someone out for insulting your man and firmly saying "That's what you get for insulting my husband!"

A fun request and also a callback to my old post HAHAHA. How would they react to this? And the fact that you guys are not even married yet?

Sylus, Xavier, Rafayel, Zayne, Caleb.

Sylus

Are you joking. This man would be so proud of you. He wasn't even bothered by the insult, he even secretly thanks the stranger because he loves this badass ruthless side of you.

And also, you firmly saying he's your husband? He's already thinking of which ring he should get you because he loves the idea of him being "husband" all the time.

The next day you see him browsing for rings, "What.. are you doing?" "Well, you called me your husband so I thought I should really get you a ring. If it happens again, the ring would hurt them even more."

Xavier

Was so confused because it happened so fast. I mean, yes, he is fast too but he always brushed it off if someone somehow insults him.

So to see you stand up for him like that was a bit surprising.. but in a good way, because you know he would do the same to you too, right?

"Did you call me your husband?" "Sorry, I was-" "No, I liked it. A lot. We should go to HR and update our relationship status." "Xavier, that's not how this works!!"

Rafayel

After seeing the knock out punch he smiled happily "That's what you get for messing with my bodyguard!" He didn't register the word "husband" at first.

"Oh, so I'm just your bodyguard now? Not bride? I called you my-" He finally registers it "YOU CALLED ME YOUR- WAIT, MY POOR FISHIE BRAIN NEED TO PROCESS THIS."

He calls you his bride quite often but you always act like it wasn't a big deal, while in fact, it was a big deal and you get so giddy hearing it. So this is a form of revenge on him too, in a way.

Zayne

He also didn't care about the insult. Being a doctor, he's used to getting cussed out by upset patients or family of patients, some people grief differently and sometimes they lash out at the doctors and nurses.

So seeing you knock someone out in a single punch and hearing your words made him feel... he actually has someone who stands up for him now. Still, as a doctor, he has to check on the poor (and rude) stranger first. And of course your knuckles!

While applying first aid kit to your knuckles he remembers your words, "Thank you." "Hmm?" "For standing up for me, and for calling me your husband." You start to blush because.. did you really call him that!? You didn't mean to say it out loud! "We should make it official soon, what do you think?"

Caleb

HEAR ME OUT. I would love to have reader knock the stranger out in one punch but what IF- you didn't and they tried to punch back but Caleb stopped it with his evol, making them kneel in front of you?

"Did you really think I'd let you land a punch on my wife?" After making the man apologize to you, the rest went by a blur because it happened so fast and Caleb wouldn't let you see it. (I mean you remember what happened to Viper right?)

He came back to you with that familiar smile that you love so much, "You called me your husband!!!" "Caleb, what the hell happened-" "Can you call me that again? Your husband? Say it again, please!"

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bluecakes1978 · 7 days ago

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Okay I got an idea!

You're a traveler who once visited Jeju and shared a brief, heartfelt moment with Gwan-sik. Now back in your city life, you exchange letters and postcards scented with tangerine blossoms, falling in love one message at a time. Eventually, you're drawn back to the island — but has too much changed?

I will leave it as an open ending for you to choose if you want it to end as angst or fluffy.

:: Dried Tangerines spice well..

— Yang . Gwan-sik

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: N/A

Synopsis: "Jeju's large seas and dry wind brought you to the island, leave you in the arms of a star and make you abandon it all.. Yet you made sure to wish the star greetings through letters with smell of dried spicy tangerines and it's enough to hold you and tie you close"

Author's note: Ae sun and Gwan-sik are only friends in this one, almost brotherly-sisterly way.

"Are you reading that letter again..?" Ae-sun asked, peeling some sugar-cane with her teeth and cutting off sections of it. Gwan-sik's eyes traces those word again and again, the ink now turning slightly brown from the inky black when he first read it as he nodded with a smile.

"Mhm..She said she loved me in this one" he said, almost proud as Ae-sun grinned. "Big deal..I bet you annoy her just as much as you annoy me" she whispered gently a Gwan-sik smiled, ignoring her comment and back to the letter.

He could remember his meeting with you.. You both were teens, you were here with family mostly to visit some relative who were close friends with ae-sun's family and he never saw someone more pretty.. So perfect.

Though Ae-sun wasn't close with you, she smiled greeting you with a bow as you returned it with as smile as your relatives sat down besides Ae-sun's uncle's family to talk, leaving you and Ae-sun to your own devices.

Yet you both talked a bit—

"Ah- poetry..? It fits you, you're amazing!" you smile brightly, reading one of her poems as you both walked together as Ae-sun smiled, "You're doing well in school too, I heard." she said. The hint of awkwardness still strong in the air as you nodded.

You both talked, hummed softly. As you walked, the smell of dried tangerines and sea strong in the air as the pebbles crunched under your shoe while you both talked. Fashion, stories, poems, studies, Busan, Seoul and your city and foods, you and her talked about it all.

You both walked, the dirt road and stones under your feet changing into algae and moss covered stones and rocks which she helped you skip softly and walk on them,

"Yah— Ae sun-ah!" Choi Yang-im called, waving the girl over as Ae-sun pulled you with her.

The ladies were distributing the abelones silently but smiled at Ae-sun's presence, the boy— who you learn was Yang Gwan-sik, sitting beside them looking through the stuff as Ae-sun introduced you to the ladies.

All of whom cooed softly to you just like they do with Ae-sun, gently holding your chin and admiring your face, "Ah, such a youthful face! Adorable friends you got, ah?" the women told Ae-sun who grinned and gently nudged you.

Ae-sun smiles, as she motioned to Gwan-sik and when he didn't reply, she gently kicked his back, "Oi! Answer and greet her." she scoffed as Gwan-sik stood up, wiping his hands multiple times on his maroon jacket. Hoping they weren't sweaty, smelly or too rough.

He extended it with a little bow as you smiled, introductions passed as the Haenyeo women snickered and smirked, admiring how Gwan-sik got nervous.

His hand gently brushed the stone where you were supposed to sit, putting down his jacket to make it slightly more comfy for you as you mumbled a quick 'Thank you! You didn't need to do that' as Ae-sun scoffed, sitting down on the bare stone chewing on a tree-gum fruit.

She joined the haenyeo women in watching Gwan-sik pamper you in ways men never did.

She could already feel him falling in love pathetically..And Ae-sun was glad for her best-friend.

"Dried tangerines? Seriously..?" Ae-sun asked, looking at the dried tangerines and the leaves hung up in his house as she plucked on off the strings to chew on.

"He's becoming a dog to his future spouse, ah.." Gwan-sik's grandma said with an amused grin, throwing red beans as Ae-sun, who sat down when his grandma pulled her close and took the tangerine back, instead feeding her some marinated eggs.

"He wants to make sure the house doesn't smell of fish.. God, even dogs don't disrespect family like this..." Gwan-sik's mother scoffed, exasperated. His mother continued to mix the spices and paste into the vegetables, making a brand new, fresh batch of Chonggak kimchi just for dinner with YOU. before you left

Ae-sun nonetheless took in a deep breath, the house didn't, in fact, smell like fish or marinated eggs today. Instead it smelt of earthy, sea-salty, soil after rain and tangerines in a subtly way, but the tiny itchy but nice smell of spices from kimchi mixed in...

Gwan-sik sighed, still continuing to wipe the floors with a concoction of tangerine soaked leaves, rose petals and some cleaner wiping the floors with his hand.

Ae-sun had somehow gotten up to ask you and your family for dinner over at the Yangs, who she considered her 'second family' and your family agreed.

Ae-sun felt far more welcome here than at her uncle's, if she admitted. Though Gwan-sik's grandma threw red beans at her and his mum gave taunts but his dad got her gifts or treats some days and Ae-sun could return Gwan-sik's mother's sass back to her and she wrote poems for Gwan-sik's grandma..

She was already considered a 'sister' and she felt like you'd fit in the family perfectly!

Gwan-sik's mother grumbled, squatting as she worked to mix the spices and shove the done kimchi in a jar to ferment somewhat until dinner time as Gwan-sik wiped the dinner table and sighed.

He felt his hands smelled weird too, he hadn't felt this self-conscious before..but he wanted to look handsome for you..In your eyes. Ae-sun hummed, silently picking off another tangerine which fell into the chilli paste as Gwan-sik's ma groaned,

"Aiyah-girl. I told you-tch.. Be careful..!" she sighed, picking the dried tangerine out and wiped it the best she could with her kimchi covered hands before handing it back to Ae-sun.

Ae-sun grumbled at the spice that now coated the sun-dried tangerines, huffing. Gwan-sik smiled, gently taking the tangerines and wiping it off gently with his own fingers into the bowl. He pulled off a piece, popping it in his mouth and handed it back to Ae-sun as she took a bite, the hesitance melted away instantly..

It was sweet, a bit sour as the always are..but just the tinge of spice.. Who knew tangerines spiced well? Gwan-sik's smile did agree..

Gwan-sik followed you softly as you ranted in annoyance about your parents and relatives setting you up with just about ANY men they deem is doing the bare minimum..

As you both walked in the canola fields, the yellow spreading into a soft, pale moonlight as you sighed, holding a stupid flower you were sure the man plucked from a street side where a dog likely peed.

"And he thinks getting me a single flower—" you grumbled, throwing the flower, "—and then dumping his kids to let me get used to them is romantic or something..?!"

Gwan-sik sighed, taking in a deep breath, "God, I would NEVER marry a men like that! NEVER..men from Jeju are always so self-absorbed!" you huffed, not realizing what you spouted from anger you felt as Gwan-sik walked, his hands clammy with nervousness—

"I could just ever loo-, "Ya-! Quit your yapping for a little bit, why don't you?!" Gwan-sik snapped, making you flinch in slight surprise as even he didn't realize as he began speaking,

"You keep spitting nonsense over and over and I can't even process any of it!" Gwan-sik gently grabbed your wrist, pushing back her hair, "A brat like you, spoiled and pampered from the mainland, keeps being sweet and nice to me."

Gwan-sik's eyes fell on the bracelets and tiny accessory you always got for him, his heart faster and his mind blanker than he expected,

"Smothering me with gifts and all, you make me want to keep you around me all the time!" he took in a breath, freezing, a soft whisper of devotion on his tongue,

"Why do I love you so much..?"

"Because I love you even more!"

Gwan-sik doesn't realize the moment stop. The smell of overwhelmingly sweet canola flowers, yellow and bright, but unable to live up to your smile or your eyes.

Gwan-sik knew he entwined himself with you in that moment as he ranted, in a place where no one, only you and the stars heard his words. Clear and aviothic in your mind, you both fell deeper into the embraces of stars, the canola flowers and night, hoping to keep each other as close as you possibly could before life returned to pull you back into the main land..

A soft kiss of devotion on your lips, your hand holding his wrist and the collar of his shirt, trembling in delight, the contentment of holding each other even if for a little while you're here.

The clumsy, the sweet and innocence yet laboured ease of your youth in his arms, the star of dodong-rii, rare and beautiful. His hands reverently letting you hold his collar crudely, knuckles white while holding the hem of his shirt as to not keep you tight against him, falling against the soil to spend a night.. The dragon King would promise to leave you together even apart in distance.

The taste of dried tangerines with the kimchi's sour spiciness was the taste of remembrance you know you wouldn't forget..

Your feet trembled, hand trying to straighten his letters to you..the ink browned and pink from the time it weathered in your warm palms, stepping off the boat from mainland to Jeju, Dodong-rii welcomed you with it's signature soil after rain, salty, fishy but fruity scent..

It left you on the dock, alone with a bag, a bunch of letters tied, a few opportunities to introduce to people and fear of things not being the same..You could almost feel the time freeze.

Wondering if The Dragon King Gwan-sik's grandma talked about left him destined with another far sweeter, the one to care longer and the one to pamper him more.. As you're left on the sidelines as a sweet fleeting moment he couldn't help but pay attention to then but ignore now.

Your eyes nervously scan the place, were things too late? Were you too late?

Your worries of being completely alone are erased as you're tackled tightly into a hug by a whirl-wind of Ae-sun, followed by Gwan-sik's mother who ran after her, panting.

Ae-sun's arms were warm and smelt a bit of dust, canola flowers, cabbages and fried fish she used to eat all the time.. The moment took you back to youth as Gwan-sik's mother sighed, her hands on her lower back in the usual motherly fashion,

"Ah-..girl..You're here." she sighed, almost exasperate and apprehensive but Ae-sun nudged the woman who gives a smile as you bow, nodding softly.

You're pulled with Ae-sun pulling your ags despite your insistence you could handle it..your worry in your pit stronger but lighter now as you talked about how life was, which college you were choosing and all.

Your hand clutching a part of life you wished to finally fulfill as you walked. Ae-sun put your bags down at her house, her stepmother greeting you with a small smile, the same snarky one she gave before as Ae-sun motioned for her to tend to her baby rather than you right now..

It leaves you with hours to spare, Ae-sun chooses to take them up wholeheartedly with brightness you missed in her, taking you to parts of island you remembered like a dream.

Being cooed at by the haenyeo women trio; Park Chung-su, Choi Yang-im and Hong Gyeong-ja, the soft pathways between the greenery and nature, the large tangerine trees and the large field of canola field.. Well into the evening you enjoy.

When you finally get home, Ae-sun's mattress laid out in with you, her step-parents, newborn step sibling and half-siblings in the other, soft muffling crying which calmed every few hours and then softly continued, followed by humming..

It's only in the midnight, you softly creeped out, sitting outside and somehow plucked off a tangerine from the tree in her front yard, the branches of which drew into the neighbor's yard.

You getly walked out, wrapping your shawl deeper as you hummed softly, hoping to find yourself leaning against the stone boundary or sitting against them and peeling the tangerine in your hand, watching the moon, hearing the sea crash against the sand and the wind howling softly..

It's only when you get a few feet away did you find the figure you so desperately missed— the reason you bothered to be bold here again, Gwan-sik..

The moment he sees you, he stand straight, brushing his clothes and fixes his hair rapidly as if waiting inspection for being imperfect as you froze, and you had no idea why as your mouth spoke,

"I have all your letters safe."

"...Really..?"

"...Yes."

Gwan-sik's face lit up with a small smile as you took a few steps ahead, already chewing on a slice of tangerine before you put the fruit down on the stone wall as Gwan-sik looked down on you.

His voice catching in his throat as his hands itched to touch you, as his eyes glossed over with memories and tears to hold you close, the nights he missed your presence, the times he had Ae-sun re-read his letters to make sure he didn't make mistakes.

He felt his lip quiver as your hand gently reached for his, a soft smile on your lips—

"Did you get a girl?" You asked, nervousness so strong you could scream into the night in despair of losing him.

But all the while, his glossy eyes stared into yours, ready to demand stars to shine brighter or fade into nothing if you so wished. He shook his head, heart pounding faster and louder and he could breath out in relief as you smiled.

Oh that smile—!

His hand gently took yours, causing you to freeze not that it stopped him as he pushed back your hair with his other hand, still rough and calloused but smelled soft of rose water..which you wondered if it was real, you figured it wasn't..

The realness wasn't always pretty, but it was raw and it was vulnerable and that took time and you'd wait for it if it meant he was always yours. You sighed out with happiness, unable to express more than—

"I missed you." you said, but that word held a stronger 'I love you' than the sonnets of Ae-sun's books, stronger than love of fairy-tales Gwan-sik's mother read to Gyeong-ok these days...

Stronger..than the worry you could feel for the future as Gwan-sik softly nodded, tears slipping down as he grabbed you in a tight hug as you hugged back tighter.

The wind cold, but his arms warm as you gently pulled back, looking up as you softly held his face, wiping the tears off with the tips of your finger. and kissed soft..

Not clumsy as the one in the canola fields nor less loved than it either..But stronger in love, in desire and in passion to keep you around for longer. The taste of tangerine in your mouth mixed with the spice of food like it always did, the similarity which kept you comforted in Gwan-sik's absence..

Who knew dried tangerines spices nicely..? Your love did..

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