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Something Found

Oneshot

Featuring : Hwang Jun-ho x F!Reader.

Summary : You were only thinking of making Jun-ho the best meal you could ever think as a surprise after he finally returned from his island mission but what you didn't mean to find a cute baby staring at you wrapped up in a green oversized jacket with the number 222.

The sun had dipped low, casting soft golden beams through the curtains of your modest apartment. You fumbled with the keys, bags of groceries in both arms, already thinking about what to cook for dinner. Maybe that spicy kimchi stew Jun-ho liked when he was in a mood—or something light, since he said Woo-seok might join him for drinks.

You pushed the door open with your shoulder and kicked it shut behind you. “Jun-ho, did you forget your phone again—?”

Your words stopped mid-air.

There, in the middle of the living room, on the soft cream rug you both picked out together, was a baby.

Tiny. Quiet. Wide, curious eyes staring up at you like you were the entire galaxy.

You froze.

No crying. No sound. Just those blinking dark lashes and the slow, gummy smile forming on her face.

You looked around—no Jun-ho. No note. Just a wrapped baby, clean, fed, and… wearing a Green jacket.

Player 222.

Your heart dropped. You set the groceries down slowly, hands trembling. “Oh my god…”

And then she squealed softly. A high-pitched, bubbly noise that made your eyes sting.

—

At that exact moment, Jun-ho was laughing quietly for the first time in weeks. He sipped soju across the table from Choi Woo-seok at a small, tucked-away bar. They’d talked about Gi-hun, about the island, about all the mistakes. They’d even shared a toast for the fallen.

“You should smile more,” Woo-seok had said.

Jun-ho chuckled. “That’s your fourth glass talking.”

But halfway through their conversation, Jun-ho’s phone buzzed with a notification.

[Unknown Number] She’s with you now.

His body went still. Woo-seok watched the shift in his expression—cold clarity flooding in.

“Jun-ho?”

“I need to go home.”

—

You sat on the floor with her, heart racing, fingers gently brushing her soft little head. Her little hand latched onto your finger, gripping with surprising strength.

“I don’t know who you are, or how you got here…” you whispered, voice catching in your throat. “But you’re safe now. We’re gonna keep you safe.”

The door opened behind you.

Jun-ho stepped in, breath short, face stunned as he saw the child in your arms. You turned toward him, eyes wide. “She was just here. Waiting. I don’t—”

He walked slowly, kneeling beside you. “Jagiya...” he murmured.

You blinked. “Yes?”

“He… He trusted me. After everything. After what we did to him.”

Jun-ho touched the baby’s cheek, voice raw. “This was Gi-hun’s final act… she’s the last one. The only one who didn’t lose.”

You looked at the tiny girl, then at him.

“What do we do now?”

Jun-ho swallowed hard. Then his eyes lifted to meet yours. Not afraid. Just real. “We raise her.”

And in that quiet, sunlit room, with the world behind you both burning down—you kissed his temple, curled into his side, and the three of you simply existed.

No more running. No more fear.

Just beginnings.

Meanwhile....

Outside the apartment, hidden across the street in the shadow of a rooftop, the Front Man stood still. His black mask was off now—tucked into his coat pocket. His face, scarred with time and regret, was bare to the night air.

Hwang In-ho watched silently.

The window glowed warm with soft lamplight. He could see Jun-ho kneeling beside you, your arms curled around the baby who had once been Player 222—now something more, something sacred.

You were whispering gently, rocking her as she began to drift off. Jun-ho’s fingers threaded into your hair, pulling you close. And then… he pressed a kiss to your temple.

A slow, aching motion. One filled with so much tenderness, it made something in In-ho’s chest twist.

Jun-ho held you both, his chin tucked into your shoulder, protective and present. The man In-ho once knew was still there—scarred but intact, not hardened by revenge, but softened by love.

And that baby... she smiled in her sleep.

A memory rose in In-ho’s mind—his own wife, her laugh, her belly round with life. A life that never came. A life he could never save.

But maybe Jun-ho could.

He exhaled quietly, backing away from the edge of the rooftop. No more games. No more watching.

Tonight was the last time he would look in from the outside.

He had chosen his path—and Jun-ho had found his redemption.

And in that fleeting, fragile moment of warmth and family, In-ho disappeared into the night.

For good.

The rain had started to fall softly, the droplets pattering against the window as the city lights flickered in the distance. Inside, the apartment was still—bathed in the amber hush of evening.

You lay nestled into Jun-ho’s side on the couch, your head against his shoulder, the baby cradled between you both. Her tiny fingers twitched in sleep, wrapped around the edge of your sweater. Jun-ho's hand rested protectively on her back, his other arm wrapped around you, pulling you closer like he never wanted to let go again.

You tilted your head up, eyes searching his face.

“Do you think we’ll be okay?” you whispered.

He looked down at you—eyes tired, heart bruised, but beating with something new. Not just survival. Not just duty.

Hope.

“I don’t know,” he said honestly. “But we’re together.”

You leaned up and kissed his scar—softly, reverently—just above where his brother’s bullet once tore through him.

Outside, the rain fell harder. But inside, it was warm.

In another lifetime, he’d lost everything.

But this one?

This one was different.

It wasn’t just someone saved.

It was…

Something Found.

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HAIKYU!! MASTERLIST

HEADCANONS

PLAYBOY PROPHECY

Karasuno

Seijoh

Nekoma

ONESHOTS

GONE WITH THE WIND

Featuring : 1940s!Keiji Akaashi x F!Reader.

SCENARIOS

SEAT SHEANIGANS

Featuring : Karasuno, Nekoma, Seijoh, Inarizaki.

MISCELLANEOUS

KILLING ME SOFTLY WTH HIS SONG

Featuring : All TEAMS.

FICS

Your Fault

Featuring : Rintarō Suna x F!Reader

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Your Fault II

Rintarō Suna x F!Reader

@multi-fandom-fanfic i got you!

PARTS : I

💔🎤 "The Hangover of Regret" – Rintarou’s Descent

Three months.

It had been three whole months since you walked out of his penthouse, your sweet perfume lingering like a ghost in every room.

The velvet curtains still smelled like your hair.

The balcony still held your windchimes.

And the studio… the studio was completely silent.

No humming. No laughter. No You.

Rintarou Suna had become a shell of himself.

---

The headlines screamed stardom:

"SUNA'S SOLO TOUR A HIT"

"The Silent God of Strings Returns Darker Than Ever"

But they didn’t see the truth.

They didn’t see the empty whiskey bottles lining the marble counter of his loft.

They didn’t see him sleep on the cold studio floor because the bed still smelled like you.

They didn’t hear him whisper your name in his sleep, night after night, soaked in regret.

---

And as for your best friend—the one he betrayed you with?

He cut her off.

Completely.

One night she came by again, in a silk slip dress, red lipstick smudged like she belonged. He opened the door, a drink in one hand and a cigarette burning low between his fingers.

"You shouldn’t be here," he said, voice low, eyes bloodshot.

“Rin… you haven’t returned my calls. I was worried,” she pouted.

But his voice turned ice cold. “Worried? Now you remember guilt?”

She stepped closer, "It was a mistake, but—"

He dropped the glass. It shattered, amber spilling across the tiles.

“I loved her,” he growled. “I still fucking do. And I lost her because I was a coward and you were—”

He didn’t even finish. He slammed the door shut in her face.

That night, he broke his own guitar. The one he used to play when you danced in your pajamas around the studio.

The fans didn’t know the truth behind the lyrics.

But you would’ve.

You would have known that “Moonlight Smile” was about your round cheeks and that imperfect grin.

That “Venus in Brown Eyes” was an apology he’d never have the courage to send.

That the bridge wasn’t just a height—it was a shrine.

He refused to sleep with anyone else.

Refused to touch the ring you’d left on his nightstand.

Refused to let go.

One night, at a rooftop bar in Shibuya, Atsumu found him slumped over a table.

“Still drownin’ in whiskey, huh?” Atsumu muttered, pulling out a chair.

Suna didn’t look up. “It helps me see her.”

Atsumu exhaled. “You could still fix it… maybe not win her back, but at least tell her the truth.”

Suna’s voice cracked for the first time in months.

“I don’t deserve her forgiveness,” he whispered. “But I’m afraid if I don’t say it, she’ll forget how much I loved her… how much I still love her.”

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THE PLAYBOY PROPHECY

A HAIKYUU MASTERLIST

KARASUNO EDITION.

SEIJOH EDITION.

NEKOMA EDITION.

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🧨 Yamamoto Shows the First Years a Playboy Magazine and Get Caught by Yaku Headcanons:

KARASUNO EDITION.

SEIJOH EDITION.

Let’s stir up the Nekoma locker room Here's a hilarious headcanon set where Taketora Yamamoto decides to be that guy and gets caught red-handed by the Libero General himself—Yaku Morisuke:

🐾 "Playboy Panic: Nekoma's Locker Room Incident" Headcanons

🕶️ Taketora Yamamoto's Brilliant (and Terrible) Idea:

Taketora thought it would be "peak senpai culture" to introduce the first-years to the "wonders of adulthood"—via a vintage Playboy magazine he borrowed from his uncle’s drawer.

He gathers Lev, Inuoka, and Shibayama during lunch break in the locker room and dramatically pulls it out like it's some kind of holy relic.

"Alright, young bloods… this is art. Culture. Honor it."

📖 The First-Years' Reactions:

Lev Haiba: “OHHH SHE'S SHINY—wait is this legal!?” (immediately loud, absolutely useless at being subtle)

Inuoka Sō: His eyes are wide, but he's blushing redder than his Nekoma jersey. “W-We shouldn't be seeing this! What if we get cursed!?”

Shibayama Yūki: Closes his eyes and turns around like he’s being purified by the sun. “I didn’t sign up for this. I'm a Libero. Not a sinner.”

😨 Yaku Morisuke Enters the Scene:

Yaku walks in holding a towel and instantly senses something unholy.

He sees the circle of sins around the magazine like it’s a dark ritual.

Yaku: “What the actual—Taketora, are you corrupting the first-years!?”

The silence is deafening.

The magazine hits the floor dramatically.

Shibayama screams.

Lev tries to hide it behind his long legs—failing miserably.

Inuoka pretends to faint.

Taketora: “IT WAS FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES I SWEAR.”

💥 Yaku's Legendary Rage:

Yaku delivers a Libero Roundhouse Kick of Justice™ to Taketora’s side, yelling, “YOU WANNA BE A PLAYBOY OR A PLAYER, HUH?!”

Then proceeds to give all the first-years a “respect and decency” lecture like a disappointed mom.

Lev: “So… I shouldn’t tell Kuroo-san about this?”

Yaku: "YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULDN'T—"

Kuroo does end up hearing. Laughs so hard he almost drops his phone while texting Kenma, “Guess who got caught with boobs in the locker room? 👀🐯”

📚 Aftermath:

The magazine mysteriously disappears.

Yaku finds it later... in Kuroo’s backpack. Classic.

Taketora isn’t allowed within five feet of any printed media unless supervised.

The first-years now refer to Yaku as “Guardian of Innocence.”

Taketora? Still insists it was art.

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🧨 Matsukawa & Hanamaki Show the First Years a Playboy Magazine and Get Caught by Iwaizumi Headcanons:

KARASUNO EDITION.

NEKOMA EDITION.

It starts harmlessly. Matsukawa brings an “artifact of culture” (aka a retro Playboy magazine) to the clubroom, claiming it's "for educational purposes." Hanamaki is fully on board, treating the whole thing like a sacred text.

“Look, Kindaichi, Kunimi,” Hanamaki says, dead serious, “This is called art appreciation.”

Kunimi, who gives zero craps about anything, just lies down on the floor, muttering, “This is dumb.” But his eyes do flicker toward the magazine when Hanamaki opens it.

Kindaichi is blushing so hard he looks like a tomato. “W-we shouldn’t be looking at that!! What if Oikawa-senpai finds out!?”

Matsukawa grins, leaning on the lockers. “Relax, it’s just us guys. This is sacred senpai-to-kouhai bonding time.”

Then Iwaizumi walks in.

The door swings open mid-page-turn. Cue: collective gasp and the sound of Kunimi sighing in annoyance.

Iwaizumi freezes in the doorway. His eyes land directly on the centerfold being proudly displayed.

Dead silence.

Kindaichi looks like he's about to cry. Kunimi rolls over and says, “Told you idiots this would happen.”

Matsukawa tries to play it off. “Ah, Hajime, you’re just in time! We were giving them an anatomy lesson.”

Hanamaki: “Truly a cornerstone of male maturity.”

Iwaizumi: vein throbbing “You two absolute morons! WHY would you traumatize the first years like this!?”

He storms in, snatches the magazine, and—without missing a beat—tosses it directly into the trash.

Matsukawa mourns it like a fallen soldier. “That was vintage…”

Hanamaki bows to the trash can. “Rest in peace, Miss October.”

Iwaizumi makes them run ten laps around the school as punishment while grumbling, “I swear, if Oikawa finds out about this, he’ll probably ask to borrow it.”

Bonus:

Later that day, Oikawa does find out and corners Matsukawa like:

“So I heard you had some educational material earlier… mind sharing?” 👀

Matsukawa just sighs. “You’re late. Iwa-chan killed her.”

🏐 Aftermath Headcanons:

Matsukawa and Hanamaki had to do 500 laps and were banned from "mentoring" first years ever again.

Oikawa heard about it and was mad he missed the show. “Iwa-chan, you should’ve let me supervise. I could’ve taught them tastefully.”

Kindaichi cannot look at rabbit logos the same way again.

Kunimi secretly swiped the magazine when no one was looking and keeps it hidden inside his math textbook like a pro.

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🧨 Tanaka & Nishinoya Show the First Years a Playboy Magazine and Get Caught by Daichi Headcanons:

SEIJOH EDITION.

NEKOMA EDITION.

You know the kind of chaos only happens when Tanaka and Noya are left unsupervised for five minutes 😭💀 Here's a spicy and hilarious batch of headcanons for Karasuno.

🌪 The Setup:

It starts with Nishinoya sneaking a "collector's edition" Playboy into his gym bag, saying it's “for educational purposes,” wink wink.

Tanaka, hyped as ever, swears it’s “art—like, classy, historical art,” to justify it being in the clubroom.

The plan? Show the first years during break and “pass down the wisdom.”

👶 First Years' Reaction:

Hinata: Eyes wide like dinner plates, cheeks on fire, whispering “W-we’re gonna get arrested!”

Kageyama: Confused and mildly horrified. “Is this legal? Is this... part of training?”

Yamaguchi: Staring awkwardly at the floor like it’ll swallow him whole.

Tsukishima: Adjusts glasses, deadpans, “Seriously? Are you two twelve?” but still peeks anyway.

🚨 The Cursed Moment:

The boys are huddled like a mini cult around the magazine on the floor.

Tanaka narrates every page like a museum guide. Noya throws in passionate commentary like, “Look at this pose—this is core strength!”

Then...

“...What. Are you. Doing.”

Daichi’s voice freezes time itself.

He’s standing at the door, arms crossed, the aura of a disappointed father mixed with the fury of a thousand volleyball spikes.

⚡️The Fallout:

Tanaka and Noya? Panic mode. Magazine flies into the air like a dove of shame.

Hinata nearly trips trying to hide under the bench.

Kageyama stands frozen like a soldier.

Tsukishima casually kicks the mag under the table like he had nothing to do with this mess.

Yamaguchi’s soul leaves his body.

🔥 Daichi’s Rage:

He gives them The Lecture™:

“You’re representing Karasuno! Is this what ‘Fly High’ means to you now?!”

“You’re corrupting the children!”

Suga walks in halfway through, sees the scene, and just sighs. “Again? Really?”

Asahi walks in, sees the magazine, and walks right back out, muttering a prayer.

📕 The Aftermath:

Noya and Tanaka get suspended from senpai privileges for a week.

Daichi hides the magazine in a secret spot… but later, it's found on the top shelf with a sticky note from Suga: “For science.”

Tsukishima never lets them live it down: “Real academic atmosphere today, huh, Tanaka-senpai?”

The first years are traumatized but bonded for life.

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Your Fault

Rintarō Suna x F!Reader

PARTS : II

🎸💔 "The Spotlight Lied" – A Rockstar AU Tragedy

The room reeked of cigarette smoke and artificial stage fog, traces of last night’s concert still lingering in the air.

You sat at the edge of the grand ivory bed, your fingers clasped over the soft fabric of his oversized shirt you wore—the one that used to smell like cedarwood and spice, like him. Your soft brown waves tumbled messily over your shoulders, and your wide chocolate eyes stared blankly at your phone, the screen still lit up with a message.

From Atsumu Miya.

“Name, I didn’t want to be the one to say it… but you deserve to know. It’s not just a rumor. Suna was seen leaving with your best friend after the afterparty. And they were... close. Real close.”

Your hands trembled. Not just because of the betrayal, but because it was her—the one who used to braid your hair before his shows, the one who used to call him brother while laughing in your dressing room. The one who knew every damn detail about how much you loved him.

Your mind spun. The sleepless nights. The whispered "I love you"s before his tours. The diamond ring he custom designed with a moonstone just for you. The lullabies he hummed against your neck when the fame got too loud.

All lies?

The sound of the front door opening jolted you. Footsteps—slow, dragging. He was home. Rintarou Suna, your husband, still in ripped black jeans, with eyeliner smudged and his ash-brown hair falling over his tired eyes.

He didn’t even greet you. Just tossed his jacket onto the velvet armchair.

"You're home early," you whispered, voice barely there.

He glanced at you—lazy, guarded. “Show got cut short.”

You stood, all of you, your heart threatening to explode. “Tell me it’s not true.”

He froze.

“Suna… please… tell me it’s not true. Tell me Atsumu’s lying. Tell me my best friend isn’t the one you took to bed behind my back.”

His lips parted, then pressed shut. He sighed, a hand raking through his messy hair.

“I was drunk,” he said softly. “I didn’t plan it. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Your knees almost buckled. “You didn’t mean to hurt me?” you laughed, bitter and trembling. “You wrote entire albums about me. You made the world fall in love with me—and you threw me away like a goddamn backstage pass!”

He looked away, jaw tight. “It didn’t mean anything.”

“It meant everything to me!” you cried, grabbing the chain around your neck—the one with both your wedding rings laced onto it from your anniversary shoot. Your round cheeks flushed with rage and pain, and tears lined your long lashes.

He stepped forward. “Name…”

“Don’t you dare touch me, Rintarou.”

For once, his calm cracked. Guilt pooled in his eyes—but it was too late.

You reached for your suitcase, shaking fingers fumbling through your closet.

He stood silent, watching the only person who truly loved him—you—slip out of his reach. His groupies never mattered. His fame never mattered. But you?

You were his muse. His girl. His light in the toxic, glittering world.

And now?

He’d lost you.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Cho Hyun-ju Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

Diva is a female version of a hustla💃.

Would give out the most comforting hugs.

Kisses your head and likes to hold you close.

Would keep you away from the shaman-.

During the sixed legged pentathlon the shaman insulted you and she gave a death glare to her causing her to shut up real quick.

After losing Young-mi she would grow more protective of you.

Sometimes feels insecure but you're there to remind and love her the way she is ❤️‍🩹.

During special games you had a mild panic attack and she asked you to look into her eyes as she comforted you and held your hands in her large ones.

Girl's a ROK special forces sergeant, of course she will wreck the guards's asses if they come close to you.

Before leaving to assist Gi-hun and the squad she gave you long kiss on the lips and a tight hug, a reminder that she will be back soon.

Dont try to die on her, she won't be able to handle it 💔.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Kang Dae-ho Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

He a baby tiger.

Very energetic.

Sweetest gentleman.

Kisses your knuckles and rubs them with his thumbs

When his ptsd knocks he rushes to you for comfort.

Would handfeed you.

Loves stealing kisses from you.

Protective of you and Jun-hee during mingle as he considers her as a little sister.

During the special games he would hide under the bed with you in the middle and on the other side his mentor Jung-bae.

If you fell asleep during keeping watch, he looks over you while holding you close.

His heart would be shattered if you died right before his eyes 💔.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Se-mi Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

Girl's a Mama Bear.

Wrecked Nam-gyu's shit beacuse he flirted with you.

Teases you by blowing in your ears and smirks when you yelp.

Cuddles all the way.

Doesn't trust Thanos at ALL.

Loves when you play with her hands.

Would hold you, your back to her chest and chin on your head in a bear hug.

If you had a panic attack she would cover your ears and tuck you under her chin and rock you back and forth to soothe you.

During the special game she would keep you behind her protectively at all times because Nam-gyu definitely tries to attack both of you.

Poor Min-su would be of no help as he would be shaking in his boots.

loves caressing your hair.

One time someone injured you and she went feral.

Straight up killed the bitch ✨🤸.

Would rather die than to see you get killed ❤️‍🩹.

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Best Served Cold

Oneshot

Featuring : Jeon Jae-joon x Platonic!Daughter!Reader.

Summary : When Jae-joon receives an unknown mail, he doesnt know what horrifying things lie in the tiny pendrive he received.

TW : ATTEMPTED HARASSMENT, BAD LANGUAGE, EXPLETIVES, MENTIONS OF TORTURE, JAE-JOON COMES WITH HIS OWN WARNINGS, DARK THEMES.

Do not read if you feel uncomfortable with the above terms given.

The characters do not belong to me except the reader. This is an original plot idea do not steal or modify the scenario created down below.

Masterlist.

The kindergarten was hosting its annual photo day, and the atmosphere was light with the sound of giggling children. You, dressed in a pristine navy and white kindergarten uniform, were excited, twirling around as the teacher, Mr. Chu, organized the students into groups. However, there was something unsettling about the way his camera lingered, snapping photos at odd moments when no one else was paying attention.

Mr. Chu's behavior had always been peculiar, but today he seemed especially fixated, taking candid pictures of you and other little girls without any explanation. Unbeknownst to anyone, he stored these photos on a small, encrypted chip for his his own pleasure of viewing.

That evening, Jae-joon returned home after a long day, immediately lighting a cigarette as he stepped into the luxurious living room. When he noticed a small envelope on the coffee table with no sender, his curiosity piqued. He ripped it open to find a tiny chip pendrive inside, along with a letter reading,

'you are her real father, so i thought you should know about this.' - anonymous.

His curiosity rising even more, he took his tablet and inserted the tiny pendrive into the charging cable and took a seat on his lavish couch.

What he saw was horrifying to say the least.

There were minimum 100 inappropriate upskirt photos of countless young innocent girls from the kindergarten, including yours.

His cigarette dropped from his lips and into the glass of whiskey he was drinking along with.

His nose flared in silent rage as he browsed more and eventually stumbled upon a 2 minute video of you, to which he wated no time on clicking.

the video began with you running cutely towards the monkey bars with the camera following your pace.

To which Jae-joon smiled widely at your cute waddling but that quickly turned into a dangerous scowl when the camera panned up into your skirt from below as you climbed clumsily about the monkey bars and heard a deep chuckle from the video's audio.

His knuckles grew white with how tightly he was holding the tablet in his hand wanting to bash that bastard's face into shambles but his eyes softened when the in-video you turned around to wave cutely and happily at the camera and as you were about to get down, unbeknownst to you the camera again panned upskirt and Jae-joon caught a glimpse of your cute bear bloomers.

All he saw was red, as he stood up knocking away the glass of whiskey along with the submurged cigarette onto the glass table top.

Jae-joon seethed, how dare that pathetic excuse of a pervert commit such heinous crime and that too especially with you, his sweet babygirl?

He immediately removed the pendrive and threw it on the floor, enraged and growled mencingly

"Just wait you son of a bitch i'm coming to get you."

As he got into his lavish car speeding down the highway, there was only one motive he had and that was

To beat the absolute shit out of Mr. Chu and disfugure that fucker.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Choi Su-bong Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

This man is high af-

One word. Possessive.

Somehow he dragged you along with himself into the games.

Feels really guilty about that 💔.

Tries his very best to keep you safe.

When he saw player 169, Kang Mi-na's body he shielded you behind him.

Would keep you away from his drugs that he hides away in his cross at all times.

Has a tattoo of your name on his collarbone ❤️.

Nam-gyu would be your assigned bodyguard. No arguments.

During mingle he would kick out the person that was residing first in the room for you-.

He saw you crying and held you close to his chest without any words and say 'i love you' in your ear.

Always the big spoon.

Due to his arrogance, he was killed by Myung-gi by a fork and whilst dying his thoughts only went back to you and prayed to god that atleast you would get out of here alive, in one piece ❤️‍🩹.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Lee Myung-gi Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

this man istg-

would be cocky at first but seeing that you participated in the games too made him break his demeanor.

as he saw you, his eyes go soft.

MAD PROTECTIVE AND POSSESSIVE.

Doesnt want Thanos and his ass to be near you or vice versa.

During the special round he would get under the bed along with you holding your hand during the entire duration.

a softie only for you.

cuddles 4 life.

would give you shy pecks.

Once Thanos called you baby girl and Myung-gi whooped his ass HARD.

Nam-gyu came to rescue his lord but instead got dragged along and also got his shit rocked.

MG coin doesn't play especially when it comes to you.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Kang No-eul Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

Assuming that you are a guard alongside with her.

Girl's a mama bear.

PROTECTIVE but in a very sweet manner.

Would always look after you.

Would silently point her MP5 submachine gun at the other guards who would leer and try to make a move.

During breaks she would stay by your side.

Discreet hand holding ✨.

The chief would notice but would stay out of it, not wanting to face her deadly wrath.

One day power went out and she snuck into your room and cuddled with you.

A big spoon.

Very much into eskimo kisses.

Girl's like a toffee, hard on the outside but chewy, sugary and soft on the inside.

Would literally kill for you.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Recruiter Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

GORE WARNING.

This man comes with a warning of his own.

Hella POSSESIVE.

This man is a smug bastard especially to others and considers them trash but when it comes to you he's suddenly a most well mannered person you have ever met ✨.

Has a GOD LEVEL PATIENCE.

Makes the most watering dishes for you and in doing so wears a cute apron and becomes a cute househusband all for you 🤸.

One time, a slick man thought he could get away by taking panty shots of you being unbeknownst and found himself kidnapped, gagged and bound and in front of him stood your boyfriend with a sadistic calm expression and his revolver.

And the next thing the man knew was he had his blood and brains splattered on the wall behind him like a abstract art.

Afterwards he dumped the man in the incinerator and left him to burn along with his cracked phone periodt.

Will break anyone's bone and disfigure them if some distresses you in any manner just say the word and the person is no longer in existence.

Is extremly touch starved.

Is a big spoon but wouldnt mind being the little spoon.

would hold you close and hum you to sleep if you're stressed or burned out.

He just doesn't want to lose you ❤️‍🩹.

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Being Their Girlfriend Would Include :

Hwang In-ho Edition.

Series Masterlist.

Main Masterlist.

This man would do anything and I mean ANYTHING to keep you out of harm's way.

You would join along with him into the games but he refuses altogether.

As he trolled Gi-hun and his gang you were peacefully snoozing away in his lavish bedroom with the utmost security.

While he cuddled along with you before joining the games, he would have nightmares of losing you 🥺.

He also loves having his hair played with you, it calms him down and falls asleep to your heartbeat.

The guards would never dare to disrespect you not wanting to face the frontman's deadly wrath.

Is very much touch starved.

Sometimes feels guilty about shooting his brother and carries that burden.

Is very possessive but also very loving.

GENTLEMAN #2.

loves cheek kisses.

He would silently appreciate that how a man like himself pulled a diamond like you everyday before he falls asleep ❤️.