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all for nothing - chishiya x fem

an: this has been sitting in my drafts for half a year 😣 so obviously this occurs during s1

note that i try to make the characters' personalities as similar as possible between what i write and the individual in the show, so don't think that i support this behavior at all. i'm just trying to best replicate the character and what i'd imagine they would do in these situations.

warnings: fingering, being tied up, descriptions involving being hit, absolutely no aftercare, actually quite worse tbh

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Her face was ridden with scarlet and fear. Her hands were securely tied behind a chair, feet tied against the legs. Her mouth was covered in duct tape, murmuring worthless words as her eyes darted across the room.

Directly in front of her stood Aguni, arms crossed and looking down at her, and being as helpless as she was she feared he'd throw another punch, knock her to the floor, leave her there.

Around the room stood what she assumed were "staff-like" members of the Beach. Not in charge, but assisted and were involved in decision-making.

She met eyes with Chishiya and Kuina, praying they'd somehow get her out of this. They put her up to this task. It's not their fault she got caught, yet she hoped they felt it was their duty to help get her out of this situation.

Arisu stood in the corner, involved in what all of them had done but not caught. He kept his eyes on her while Aguni mentioned that she'd stay here until her visa expired. The hard expression on Arisu’s face showed he was thinking -- probably already of a way to snag her from this room.

They all collectively started to leave at once, Arisu halting to give her a nervous glance, saying, "I'll come back. Hold on." He started to walk, then paused and turned towards her one more time before leaving her train of sight. "I will come back, okay?"

Hope swirled in her heart, dropping to her stomach when she noticed one person who hadn't left the room. Chishiya stood, back against the wall, head tilting as he searched her with that face expression he always wore.

He smirked, kicking himself off the wall with the foot he held against it, walking towards her and kneeling down. His nonchalant attitude was nothing new, but it still filled her with nerves.

She looked at him, chest heaving up and down, nose taking in ridiculous amounts of air. He didn't speak, but at her struggle his hand came up to the side of her face, gripping the duct tape and slowly beginning to peel it.

She looked into his eyes through her squinted ones, humming into the duct tape through the uncomfortable feeling. He eventually pulled it over her mouth, over two or so more inches and dropped it to hang off the side of her face.

"What?" She asked him, feelings boiling up inside her. His expression had no remorse, just the smirky, cocky look he always had.

"What?" He mocked back, only filling her up with more anger.

She'd done this for herself, greedy as she was. But if she was really truthful, he was in her mind from time to time. She wanted to get him out of here too, wanted him to focus on her if he was capable of feeling things like that.

"Why'd you stay?" She asked him, only curious but she soon realized how eager and desperate that made her sound.

His eye contact with her broke when he looked off to the side, huffing out his nose in a short laugh.

"To thank you. You helped us out a lot," He spoke lowly. No remorse, but gratitude. Remorse or reassurance he'd come back would've been more to her liking, but the most vulnerable he'd ever been with her, sadly, was right now.

She hadn't noticed that her legs were slightly parted until he stood up, his hand brushing against her inner thigh as he was doing so. He didn't miss her reaction even though he meant it to look solely accidental: she shifted slightly in her seat, a shallow gasp that would've been inaudible if it weren't for his paying attention. A second after, her eyes flew up to his.

He'd only meant it as teasing, but looking down on her he couldn't help but feel a surge of blood rush in his body. She was completely helpless, arms and legs tied up -- she couldn't move.

His eyes searched her body as he stood directly in front of her, figure towering over her. Though he wasn't looking in her eyes, he felt hers on his.

After devouring the sight of her situation, he returned his gaze to her. With the eye contact, she looked away.

Confusion and anger took over her emotions, and she didn't exactly know how to feel. Had he meant to do that? Should she even speak of it?

He tilted his head again as he watched her puzzled eyes scouring the floor.

He knelt down again, watching her so intensely she was forced to look back at him. "What?" She asked.

"Did you enjoy that?" He asked.

"What?" She played dumb again.

He only tilted his head, not about to explain because she knew damn well.

"Maybe I would," she started after a few moments, "If I weren't locked in a chair wondering when a laser is gonna shoot through my head."

"Doesn't that just make things more exciting?"

Her eyes fell back to his with what he said, questioning his words.

“You’re so confusing,” she said truthfully, not answering his question.

She tensed up when his finger traveled her outer thigh up to her side, eventually clinging onto and digging underneath the fabric of her pants, tugging on it. “What about this?”

She remained quiet for a moment, breathing heavily, eyes searching the room in quick ponder. "I-. I don't know," She breathed, closing her legs together to which he tilted his head to the side. "You're -- why are you doing this?"

"Because you’ve been driving me crazy ever since you showed up, and frankly I can’t have you die without knowing what you sound like," He said, and to her embarrassment she felt her core tighten subconsciously.

"Can you try to talk to me like this when I’m not tied to this chair?" She pleaded him. "What, you'd rather pleasure me than save me?"

“C’mon,” he urged her, tilting his head and pleading with his eyes. Then his expression softened and became slightly more serious. “After.”

His eyes fell from her eyes to her body. She was breathing heavily, he wondered how she'd breathe if she let him rest his mouth where he wanted.

"You can," She finally said, breaking after the lust in his eyes took over her own. Though she kept her sense of urgency. “Wanna see how quick you are, okay?”

He was throbbing by now with the way she spoke, and he smirked as he grabbed either side of her pants with his tempting hands.

While tugging them down, he couldn’t help but feel the need to tear her shirt apart and feed his eyes with something he’d been aching to see. But that would be indecent — this was certainly not the place to shred her clothing.

With her pants came her panties, and suddenly she was completely revealed for him. She looked down on him, suddenly feeling a hint of insecurity at the fact that she was completely helpless in the situation.

“Beautiful,” was all he said as he drew his eyes away and brought his eyes up to hers. She didn’t respond in embarrassment.

Between her legs slightly glistened with arousal. His crotch hurt thinking about how she was turned on in such a situation as the one she was in. If there was a higher authority, would they know he would take care of her.

He lifted her shirt slightly and touched his lips to her lower stomach, off to the side near her hip. She tensed against her restrictions, looking off to the side with her eyes assumedly closed.

His hands grasped her hips, until he let loose of one and gently traced his fingers along her sensitive skin all the way to the center of her. His finger finally rested on the place a woman craved the most attention, and he didn’t miss the small gasp she made.

He got on both his knees and travelled to the side of the chair, middle finger still against the same place on her body. In close proximity, with his other hand, he turned her face to his and held her chin tightly between his thumb and pointer finger, ensuring her face stayed looking at his.

The eye contact they made was fierce -- Chishiya waited a moment for her to grow restless, waited until he was able to see her desperation for him in her eyes.

But her face stayed expressionless and he became irascible, irascible because he knew if he didn't get what he wanted he'd still continue with it because of how admittedly tempting she was.

No, he didn't feel for her. But given the chance that he could fuck her, he'd fuck her good and right.

So he started moving his middle finger slowly and there, there was the reaction he craved. Her eyes softened, her innocent face blending softly into the painting of pleasure. He almost became audible with satisfaction as he studied her expression.

His finger circled slowly as she took the feeling in. She was so nervous and on the edge, but had to admit she felt somewhat safe with him so close to her like this. She fluttered her eyes closed, seeing his on hers before darkness settled, and relaxed against the feeling.

She didn’t miss the low grumble that left his mouth once she closed her eyes, nor the harsh inhale followed by a pair of lips attaching to the side of her exposed neck. He kissed and sucked gently, the light manner of his lips tickling her in a sensual and pleasurable way.

She felt his tongue leave his mouth and slowly travel up her neck, up to her jaw, where he placed a kiss as he inserted two of his fingers.

He missed her gentle gasp because he could only think about how tight she was. He read her expression to look for discomfort, keeping the pace of his fingers slow as the pleasure built up quickly.

"Fuck," she sighed and Chishiya felt his dick start straining against his pants as he observed her sighs, her sounds, her face, her body adapting to the way his approached hers.

He caught her looking up at him and wanted to kiss her. He wanted to press both arms against her back so they were close as possible. Good lord. He was in the moment.

Chishiya's fingers stayed at the same pace when she told him to keep them that way, staggering along with his breath which only made her more aroused. Within time she had started to strain against her restrictions, and she seemed in a different world than the one she was in where a laser could shoot through her head at any given moment.

She was speechless and her mouth was open, and though Chishiya wanted to kiss her everywhere, he wanted more to watch what was about to happen entirely because of him. He recognized the building up of her breath, the shallow, quick gasps for air as she was more focused on what was about to take over her body instead of pursuing her necessary bodily functions.

And so she popped with physical affirmation rather than verbal, and Chishiya swallowed in the sight. He knew to slow down and stop quickly, and brought his lips back to her jawline as her head rested as best it could faced up and to the side.

She stayed frozen like a statue as she started to come down and he kept his fingers still inside her until she showed signs of being through it, then he gently removed his fingers from her.

Chishiya brushed a piece of sweaty hair behind her ear, still wishing he could kiss her. But she wasn't his priority. She couldn't be his priority. Let fate decide if she lives or if she dies. The power cannot be in his hands, because power is more deadly here than it is in the other world.

"I told Aguni," Chishiya said, disrupting the semi-uncomfortable silence.

“Told him what?” She asked, and Chishiya felt bad for breaking this news while she was probably still lightheaded and recovering, recovering from him.

Though his expression stayed the same. It always stayed the same. “I told him what you did to score points with him. I can’t have him know I’m involved.”

Her tightened eyebrows relaxed with the reaction of betrayal. Chishiya helped her get her clothes back on right, and she didn't speak nor move in attempt for him to get off of her.

He felt bad, felt like getting the pleasure to watch her like that was the equivalent to actually being inside of her.

And for this reason he couldn't look back as he left.

For this reason and so many more did he not stop when he left the room and nearly collided with Arisu, about to enter. In fact, he wouldn't tell a soul.

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yeah all i want to be is roman godfrey's gf

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This picture just does something to me. My knees simply give out.

Source: lomon991111 on instagram

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When people ask me if I prefer pre-haircut Hyun-su or post haircut Hyun-su

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let me // gwi-nam

explanation: the bombing of hyosan left little to no humans left for those infected who survived. gwi-nam and the girl he turned, and doesn't specifically like, are left starving and weaker by the day. the food they get enhances nearly every nerve in their body, making them feel better and stronger than ever. after finding a living human, gwi-nam wants to take advantage of that feeling.

tws: smut, aggression, breeding kink, dom!gwinam x sub!fem!hambie reader, blood, (very bloody), *very descriptive and potentially disturbing death/murder (gotta feed the hambies somehow..). also hambies eating obviously. really gory and kinda disturbing. but!

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the sweet scent i could spot in any situation invaded my nostrils, urging me out of my hazy trance immediately. my eyes opened slowly, my back slouched against the wall as my support. my lips slightly parted, my mouth forming sweet saliva at the scent i hadn't been able to indulge in in what felt like weeks.

the scent brought life to my frail body, nearly hypnotizing me as i somehow found the strength to stand up rather quickly. the more i walked the sweeter the scent, and i fell towards it like a magnet.

i left the classroom i was in and drifted towards the womens' restroom, opening the door as if under a trance. the smell was enough to make me drool, and there was no physical way to stop myself from opening the door.

i did, though, manage to stop when my eyes took in the sight before me. a freshly deceased body lay straight before me on the bathroom floor, blood pooled due to the inflicted wound. gwi-nam sit comfortably on the floor, gripping the body tightly, eating like a starved animal. it was clear he could see my figure and hear my footsteps through his peripheral abilities, but he didn't even look up, too engaged in what was before him.

my eyes scanned to the bloody knife on the floor, and i was quickly able to understand gwi-nam's intentions. he had killed the person prior to eating because he didn't want the person turning and up and leaving him. he didn't want them tasting any less sweet.

the sight would've disgusted me if i wasn't so driven by the smell of it all. i quite literally felt weak in the knees. after nearly a minute of me standing and staring quietly, gwi-nam managed to bring his head up and make eye contact with me. the lower half of his face was drenched in blood, not a speck of his skin color bleeding through the crimson.

"help yourself," was all i heard him say as he watched me diligently. he looked as if he was beginning to slow down. i wondered how long he'd been on them.

i took a step towards the body and fell to the floor in weakness and desperation, looking to gwi-nam as if asking for his consent to me sharing his prey one more time. he nodded subtly, closing his eyes and leaning back so his face was towards the ceiling, looking like he was feeling better than ever at the moment.

without any further hesitation, my body fell onto the corpse. the contact with my tongue was no other description than pure bliss -- i never imagined a mouth could hold so many nerves. i never imagined the level of hunger i'd feel after over a week with no food.

i felt gwi-nam's head come down and his eyes now piercing through my back as i turned into a creature that i never imagined i'd be. i fed without barely giving myself time to breathe for nearly five minutes -- the amazing thing was that the blood never turned sour because it wasn't flowing -- the sweet taste lasted forever. that was also the difficult thing. i couldn't tell when i needed to stop.

but i noticed that the amount of matter i ingested gave me a feeling i'd never had before. somehow every single sense, every single nerve in my body was stimulated. i'd never felt like this when i could feed how i wanted. when i felt satisfied, but not full because i couldn't manage to get to that level of satisfaction. once i had that, my body felt on drugs, my mind sober.

"you feel that too," gwi-nam softly spoke, his teeth a mixture of white and red as he smiles. i pulled back at his words, feeling like there was nothing in the world that could make me feel any better than i felt right now. his voice rang in my ears again. "it feels so good."

i look into his eyes and smile and laugh, probably looking like i'm on drugs but it's really just because i'm so happy.

his eyes are droopy and pleased -- he returns the gaze, but not to my eyes. all of a sudden, the only thing he sees is my lips.

we're sitting criss-cross like children only inches away from each other, and he leans into me without further notice. i taste the sweet trace of blood on his lips, my mouth opening in response to take in what i can. his tongue slips in slowly as i suck in a breath through my nose. my body shivers in response to his hand, now gripping my face at my jawline, smearing it in blood, the feeling so much more intense than usual. he pulls me closer to him, craving the feeling of being close just about as much as i was now.

i felt his breath soak into my skin as he began to grow more intense in his actions, building up the kiss.

he pulled away quickly, breathing heavily. "stand up."

my senses controlled me, made me so needy and obedient for him, because i could see it in his eyes, all he wanted to do to me. so i rose to my feet and he picked me up, walking over to the sink where he sat me down. i was more his height now. he sunk back into the kiss, leaning forward, when i felt his hips hit my core softly. i swore to myself i'd never let a man hear me moan with such little contact, but with my nerves so stimulated i couldn't help a whiny sigh from leaving my lips. it made me genuinely nervous how such brief contact felt so fucking good.

he smiled cockily when i made noise, kissing me again and bringing back the pressure, because he now understood what exactly he was doing to me. "you wanna let me do things to you, baby?" he whispered into the kiss.

i kissed him harder in response. our bottom lips attached as i pulled away to let a heavy sigh out. his arms now were securely wrapped around me, holding me tight as his hips grinded straight over my clit through the fabric of my clothes.

his hands wandered to his belt, undoing it as his lips felt mine. we both were panting heavily by now; each second without contact made us more breathless.

“take these off,” he instructed me, tugging at the waistline of my skirt. as i did what he said, i felt his hot breath on my neck as he laughed to himself. “if i knew all this time you never wore shorts under that skirt, i would’ve fucked you long ago.” his eyes traced down to my panties. “you’re a little slut, aren’t you? you like to take chances wearing a skirt that short with that nothing but that pretty little thong on?”

he kissed me before i could answer, rough and quick, moving down to my neck. i gasped with his lips against my neck as his finger made sudden contact against where i was hot and pulsing, nice and gently moving in circles as he teased my neck.

i sighed in response to the contact. he pulled away from me for a moment to raise his shirt above his head. my eyes wandered to his bare chest. he was so thin and toned, my eyes were magnets to him. for once, i didn't want him to move closer so i could stare at him for a moment.

his finger grabbed the bottom of my chin and pulled it up so i was forced to take my eyes away and look at him again; he kissed me.

when he pulled away to stare at me, i took my shirt off slowly and looked back to his eyes. they were already at my chest, his hands wandering behind me to unclasp my bra.

once he did so, he fell to my lips with his own again, pulling me closer so our chests fell together. his skin was so warm and soft against mine, and i loved hearing him suck in breath to kiss me harder.

he unbuttoned his pants while he kissed my neck, only making me squirm with neediness. i dare not let him know how much i need him right now.

he wandered back up to my lips and my eyes fell closed. i gasped when i felt his tip tease my clit unexpectedly, and he smiled against the kiss with my reaction. his thumb replaced his tip when i felt him travel down and slowly start pushing into me.

he groaned at the feeling; i tried to keep my head up. holy shit, did it feel better than ever. he let me warm up to the feeling by moving shortly and slowly for few seconds. he eventually picked up his speed, soft moans pouring out my lips.

i was holding onto him tightly, still tense and adjusting to the feeling. his thumb stayed on my clit, moving in circles with the perfect amount of pressure. i could barely take it combined with the way he was moving inside me.

"feels.. fucking.. amazing," i spoke in between thrusts, holding onto him tightly as he started pounding into me, a tear running down my cheek, my face buried somewhere in his chest.

"i know, baby. i know," he spoke back. he moaned right into my ear, making my pussy clench around him tighter. i earned another noise from him.

his thrusts slowed down to be long and slow. a moan spewed out my lips, and then he carefully pulled out of me.

he turned me over so i was bent over on the sink, only a foot away from the mirror. i saw him tilt his head and smirk behind me, bringing his dick back up to my entrance and slowly pushing himself back in.

"want you to watch yourself when you cum," he said, making my breath hitch when he started thrusting long and fast inside me.

it was hard to keep my head up in this position when i was this close. i noted blood all over my face and on my neck from what we did earlier. i glanced up and noticed gwi-nam was covered in blood, as well.

his hand wrapped around me and found its way back to my clit. when he saw my head falling down, his hand grabbed me by the forehead and forced my head up so i was looking at myself in the mirror. "your head goes down again, you don't cum," he ordered.

with that, he moved faster inside me, filling me up so fucking good. i whined and closed my eyes, only to be brought back by a tug of my hair.

"i mean what i say, baby. eyes open and head up," he said, voice getting tired with all the pleasure building up inside him.

my own pleasure built up gradually, and i was reaching my breaking point. "i can't take much more," i whispered and looked at him through the mirror helplessly.

"cum, baby," he said, kissing my neck. "i need to see you."

i looked at my eyes in the mirror as he wanted, mouth falling open as my body was overridden with a state of euphoria. my head involuntarily fell down a few seconds later and he let me, now falling into his own world as he thrusted into my repeatedly contracting core. he moaned, cumming deep inside me as i kept contracting around him.

he surprisingly hugged me from behind me as he came down, sweaty and panting heavily. i stayed weak against the sink for a moment, allowing him to hug me while he recovered.

i always, though definitely wished not to, thought gwi-nam was sexy, but never cute. this was the first time he's done something cute, though i'd never say it out loud.

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rather me than you // cha hyun-su

cute little short scenario of protective hyun-su i just randomly thought of, my heart is his <3

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i grabbed my portion of food and thanked sun-young, waiting for hyun-su, who was behind me, to receive his portion. he mumbled a thank you and his eyes landed on mine, as if he was just going to follow me wherever i went.

there were three circular tables in which everyone was eating, and i placed my tray on an empty table. i think both me and hyun-su would prefer it that way.

i saw a bit of hesitation in hyun-su's face as he watched someone behind me who i couldn't see, then traced his eyes back to the table and sat down next to me.

"are you okay?" i asked him quietly as he still looked a bit on edge in his seat.

i realized how loud my words were, even though i had intentionally tried to keep quiet. but i was swallowed by the sound of silence in a full room.

i looked at hyun-su uncomfortably as he nodded, looking down slightly, his hair covering his eyes as he sat with good posture. he didn't seem like he was planning on eating any time soon.

i turned around and noticed how nearly all eyes were on him. a girl with a mouthful of food nudged a guy as if insulting his manners, but she really didn't look any less bothered than he did.

"what are you looking at?" i muttered to the ignorant people.

most everyone kept quiet, and i searched their eyes, indicated that i was expecting a response.

"its hard to eat when my nerves are going crazy," i heard the voice of a man, but i was busy looking back at hyun-su who hadn't moved.

"what are you so scared about, hm?" i asked.

"that any second we could have a monster in this room, and we'd all be screwed."

"have a little respect, huh? hyun-su is the one who got the food you're shoving down your throat," i spoke up against him.

"and? doesn't change anything," he muttered.

i looked at the man in the face now and gave him an agitated smile. "he may potentially be spending the last few days of his life gathering necessities for pricks like you, when he really doesn't have to. and for what? no thank you? being treated like he's not a human just like the rest of us?"

i turned around to face hyun-su, and picked up no reply from the man.

i started to eat my food, trying to ignore the silence behind me. hyun-su looked at me eating, and picked up his chopsticks.

"crazy bitch," the man i'd been arguing with muttered to himself, though loud enough for the room to hear.

i closed my eyes, trying to keep myself from arguing further. i really didn't plan on this being such a big deal, and now i'm getting called shit like this because i'm sticking up for someone?

"let's go," i whispered, picking up my tray. he stood up, leaving his on the table. i guess he didn't want to eat anymore.

i began to walk and grabbed hyun-su's hand angrily.

my arm got tugged when i realized hyun-su had stopped walking. he looked at me, then slowly turned his head to the man.

he let go of my palm and began walking towards the guy. he yelled in fear when hyun-su was within inches of him, standing tall and looking down at him.

"you don't really mean that, right?" i heard him say softly as he tilted his head.

the guy shook his head quickly in response, clearly fearful to a concerning level.

"good. and you're not saying it again, otherwise you're going to be the first one to see me when i turn," i heard him say to the guy. i was able to see his cheeks raise which indicated his smile.

but that quickly went away. the man heaved in fear as hyun-su turned around to face me, and i felt my heart stutter when i met his deep black eyes. he looked more pissed off than sad now. he grabbed my hand and left the room.

i shoved him once we were into privacy. his eyes were still jet black, but the shove kicked him out of it, and his eyes turned back to normal as he looked around the room for a second.

"why would you do that?" i yelled.

"did you not hear what he called you?" hyun-su asked.

"yes, but you know i could care less about that. you just made things worse for yourself. you've told me the pressure you feel to turn when you're like that, number one. and you fucking know how that makes me feel. and now everyone's going to think worse of you now that you used your fucking demons, or whatever they are, against that low-life."

"why not defend you while i still can?" his voice was quiet.

"don't say that. why do you say that?" he makes me upset when he hints his death.

"i just want to care for you, before anything happens. and either way, no one should be talking to you like that."

i started to cry, i couldn't help it when he spoke about himself like he was going to die. "why do you have to make things worse for yourself just to help me?"

he looked down and really lightly smiled. "because it doesn't matter to me how i'm treated anymore when you're here."

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to take the pain away from you // cha hyun-su

word count: 1.8k

mentions: angst, fluff, oral m!receiving, depression, def sub vibes from hyun-su but ur weird if u complain abt that ;)

cha hyun-su x fem!reader

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you sit in bed with hyun-su, watching him as he sits up straight and stares at the wall in silence. he hasn't spoken since he came in the room about five minutes ago, and you don't urge him to, either.

instead, you hurt for him. his eyes are so full of sadness you struggle to heal.

hyun-su wasn't really an open person. sure, he was vulnerable at times -- which you admired. of course, it hurt seeing him that way, but it made you feel better that he felt comfortable showing such expressions around you. but he rarely spoke unless you started the conversation. and he was still very brief in his responses.

he had started accompanying you in your room a few weeks ago when he arrived on the first floor during all this mess. everyone had been scared of him, but you trusted him after a day or two. the first time you talked you realized what a kind soul he is, and seeing people looking at him like he was a monster infuriated you.

tonight when you were getting dinner with him, everyone had stopped their conversation and stared at hyun-su. the whole situation was made extremely awkward due to the silence and staring. hyun-su only kept his everyday expressionless face, but you could feel how much that hurt him in his eyes.

so you sat away from the others together with sang-wook. hyun-su didn't speak the whole time.

now, you decided to open your mouth in the silence. "are you still upset, hyun-su?"

he didn't move a muscle as you spoke.

you cursed loudly in anger all of a sudden. his shoulders tightened in a flinch as your voice raised. "how long are you going to keep letting them use you when they treat you like this?"

"you're going to treat me that way one day, too," he practically whispered. "you have no idea when i'm going to go full monster on you and what it will do to your trust."

"you're not going to, don't you understand that? it's been weeks," you say, agitated that he's pushing you away like this.

he laid down on the bed slowly, letting out a heavy sigh when he relaxed his muscles. you fell onto the bed with him and lean on your hand so you can be turned to him.

"you know, when i was younger i was always weaker," he spoke. you looked down because you couldn't take it when he spoke about his past. "i thought that's why they treated me that way. but now, i feel no different. i thought if i was stronger and more helpful people would like me more. but i feel like it's the same."

as he spoke, he didn't look away from the ceiling. when he finally finished, he slowly turned his gaze to you, looking at you in some helpless way that made you want to sob.

"i like you either way," you whispered.

he looked at you with no expression. "say that when i end up killing someone."

"you won't," you reassure him. "but even if you did, i'd still say it."

his gaze stayed on yours innocently. his eyes then wandered around the room, as if processing your words, then fell back to you.

you leaned toward him and kissed him on the lips gently. his eyes stayed open until you pulled away, surprised by the unexpected impact.

the only thing running through your head at this point was to make him feel like he was loved. your words didn't seem to work.

"i just want you to know there's people in the world that appreciate you, even if you don't feel like it." your hand fell down his body, grabbing the waistline of his sweatpants and tugging on them gently. "can i make you feel something you deserve?"

he looked at you tensely as if he was unsure your intentions, but nodded.

"hey," you stopped and stood on your knees, bringing yourself closer to his face. your pointer finger touched his chin, pulling his face up to make direct eye contact with you. "i know you don't like to stick up for yourself, but its just me. i need to know you're okay with me touching you."

he nodded again, searching your eyes. "i want you to."

you smiled subtly and brought your lips back to his. this time, he eased into the kiss. his eyes fell shut, his lips putting in more effort to create a smooth flow.

you pulled his sweatpants down just to the point where you’d have access to him, as you knew he liked to show little skin.

his dick fell straight to his stomach. he was already so hard for you.

you looked back up at him, to which he still looked down. when he felt your eyes on his, he brought his head up. you noticed how heavy he was breathing now, and brought your lips back to his. he lost his breath for a moment when he felt your hand gently grasp him, hesitating towards whether or not to look down, as you kept your lips close to his and looked at him in the eyes.

with the arising tenseness you decided to start stroking his dick ever so slowly, and you lost your breath when he pulled away from the kiss to vocally exhale.

he sounded so fucking beautiful.

your lips found their way back to his as you kept your hand moving in a slow pace. he closed his eyes as you kissed him, but you realized how tense his body was against you. "relax," you say through the kiss, and you slowly felt his body melt in your hands.

though his breath didn't relax. he sucked in breath during the kiss, and let out short whines when you dragged your lips down to his neck, sucking on his sweet spot while you stroked him harder, listening to him suck in a breath and hold it, listening to him exhaling as you let go and returned your hand to its slow pace.

you kissed his chest through the fabric on his shirt, looking for his facial expression every few moments.

now you were down by his hips, your hand still moving painfully slow. once you reached the top, your thumb grazed his tip and teased it for a moment, earning another whine to escape his lips. he didn't plead you to do anything, he didn't ask for you to go harder even though you could read the neediness on his face.

your fingers grasped his dick again as you brought your mouth to him, swirling your tongue around his tip once again before taking him into your mouth. you could feel your body react when he moaned for the first time, so softly and gently.

in reaction, he grasped your hair; not pulling it, but tugging softly as your mouth worked on him perfectly. his breaths built up audibly, and you could start to notice him tensing up again.

the more you saw him react this way the more you wanted him to feel. he deserved this. he deserved every second. so with your rising excitement you began to take him further until your mouth was at the base of his dick. to this he choked back and you heard him whisper, "please- stop.."

you hummed as he was now really tugging on your hair, probably not even realizing it at this point. his breath became unorganized, and you heard a deep groan stuck quietly within his short and quick exhales.

"i can't--" he spoke, his words incomprehensible. his other hand was now in his hair, tugging it back and out of his face so he could keep his eyes that were so in awe on you.

you felt things picking up, and decided to place your hand at the base of his dick. this way you could move faster, and you did, earning another whiny moan. you would've never imagined how vocal he would be.

you could hear it in his voice how close he was getting, and you could read it in his body language by the way he managed to weakly prop himself up on two elbows so he could look at you better.

when he did so, you slowed in your moments, bringing your mouth to a break and twirling your tongue along the tip again as you rested your eyes on his. he was looking right back at you, and managed to smily weakly in between his breaths, only turning into a moan when you started stroking him again, fast.

you watched him close his eyes and tilt his head back, looking like he was having trouble taking this all anymore. he brought his head back up and started to look as if in a state of panic, whispering, "wait--no, stop-"

you needed to see it more than he needed to feel it at this point. you watched him struggle to function as you kept him just as fast in your hands when he sucked in a breath and held it--keeping his eyes closed as his body tensed up more than ever.

an exhausted moan fell out his poor lips as he started to twitch in your hand. you started to slow your movements, being careful not to hurt him.

once he came down his eyes opened wearily and fell straight to you.

"your shirt," i mentioned, not meaning to break the moment but it really was a mess. "do you want me to grab you a new one?"

he shook his head, grabbing the bottom of the shirt and pulling it over his head. you didn't have a vocal reaction, but you felt warm inside because you knew he didn't like showing a lot of skin.

your eyes searched his bare skin politely, only taking in the beauty and warmth radiating onto your skin and eyes. you smiled at him and fell onto his chest, kissing him gently then laying your head down onto him.

"sometimes, i don't think you're real," he said.

"what do you mean?" i ask curiously.

"just.. i feel like you're too good to me to be real."

you tilted your head up to look him in the eyes. "has anyone ever done anything like that for you before?"

he shook his head.

you didn't respond. you only situated yourself so you could feel closer to him.

you felt like you were required to say something, but you couldn't figure out words to say.

his body was soft and relaxed against yours. it felt good to know he was relaxed. you really hope you made him feel better, or at least, forget about it for a little.

"hey, hyun-su?" you asked. you heard no response.

you gently tilted your head up again and smiled when you noticed his eyes were closed. you felt even more warm and cozy against him when you noticed the subtle smile on his lips, even while he slept.

[gwinamwhxre]

hellooo, if you’d like to request any angst/fluff/smut with any of these characters, I’d love to write! also provided the links to anything i’ve already written about the characters

also, if you enjoy my writing, my wattpad is suhyeokslvr, I’m currently writing a yoon gwi-nam fic (from all of us are dead) :)

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all of us are dead

- gwi-nam

let me (smut)

- cheong-san

- su-hyeok

- gyeong-su

sweet home

- hyun-su

rather me than you

to take the pain away from you (smut)

- eun-hyuk

- eun-yoo

- jae-heon x ji-su

- sang-wook

- wooi-myung

alice in borderland

- arisu

- chishiya

all for nothing (smut)

- karube

- kuina

- kyuma

alchemy of souls

- jang-uk

- jang-uk x mudeok

- seo yul

- dang-gu (no smut he’s too bby)