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a break with philip kim

for @sweetsodq ♡

♡ : i wrote something where you take a break because it's overwhelming, i hope that's alright with you, if not, do tell me what you had in mind

good luck on your exams !

you sat in the empty classroom early once more, having been early every day for over two weeks straight now. weariness evident in the way you didn't seem entirely yourself. the slump in your shoulders, the exhaustion in your eyes and the frown on your pursed lips, it was obvious something was bothering you.

exams were almost here and you had been coming early to class, spending the extra time pouring over books and notes. hoping and praying it got into your head despite the overwhelming feelings of stress and worry making it much more difficult.

the sounds of the door and chatter barely register when your classmates began to trickle into the class. you're startled when a heavy book is dropped onto your desk, eyes wide as your head snaps up. philip stood in front of you with a scowl on his face. "you're here again?" despite the seemingly harsh words it was a question, asking you why you kept coming so early when it had such a visible effect on you.

"mhm .. the exams are close and .." your voice trails off as you purse your lips, your eyes shifting back to the open book on your table. "and?" he raises a brow, eyes narrowing in annoyance at your vague response. "and i guess i'm a bit overwhelmed is all" you sigh out, dejected at the reality, mountains of content to learn for exams you didn't even want to show up for anymore.

he tilts his head and turns the seat in front of you, leaning back casually, his eyes studying you for a moment. "want me to get a tutor?" your brows shoot up in surprise. "no way! i couldn't ask you for that" you sigh and push back your hair. "i just need this over with or a break or even some more clear notes so i don't have to make them myself"

you put your head on the book as you complain. "let's go" the chair scrapes against the tiled floor as he stands and pulls you up by your arm. his other hand is quickly typing away on his phone, sending a few texts. "pack your shit we're skipping" he closes your book and hands it to you with a smug look on his face as you pack your things in a rush.

"where are we going?" he shrugs with a cocky grin on his lips. "you shouldn't worry about all that so much, i'm philip kim, so trust me" he grabs your bag and slings it over his shoulder before leaving, expecting you to follow.

the sun beats down on you both as you walk the streets, heading to a more secluded area where you stayed that day as you took a well deserved break, his company and the cold drinks taking your mind off the coming exams.

he walks you home as the sun was setting, warm light bathing the streets and the buildings. you both stop near your home and he takes out his phone while yours vibrates. you glance at him warily while you take it out to see a file sent to you by philip. "what's this?" "notes i happened to have" a smile stretches on your face as you roll your eyes. "sure they are" you lean closer and peck his cheeks. "thanks"

"told you to trust me"

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a tease with wolf keum

warning : smoking and blowing it into faces

reader warning : reader is shown as someone who is very forward and somewhat teasing

for anonymous ♡

♡ : i wrote several versions of this because i literally don't know how a person could react to this situation .. i even contemplated asking my lover to do this to me just to figure it out hehehe

the cool metal of the motorcycle against your back didn't faze you despite the damp cold wind tousling your hair, a chill settling under your skin. you studied the figure sitting in front of you on the motorcycle through your lashes while you sat facing him.

his purple hair was in his face, an annoyed scowl stretched on his chapped lips as he covered the end of the cigarette, trying and failing to light it. his eyes shift up to meet yours when he feels your gaze on him, his pretty eyes narrow behind the lens of his glasses and you tilt your head. a silent 'what?' that he chooses to ignore.

a few more tries reward him with a lit cigarette and you can visibly see his shoulders relax as he takes a long drag. his glasses tilt forward and before he can fix them you reach over, pushing them back, a little smile playing at the corner of your lips. the corners of his lips quirk up, it felt sly from the way his eyes narrowed, the skin of his nose scrunching up the slightest, a habit you had noticed he had.

rather than tilting his head away from you to exhale the smoke, he leans in, your lips only an inch or so apart before he blows the smoke into your face. the wind disperses it easily as your eyes widen, your face twisting into a grimace. "what's that for"

the question wasn't truly meant to be answered so his unconcerned shrug as he took another drag didn't bother you. the cigarette tucked between thick calloused fingers. your eyes are lidded as you watch him lean in with a shit eating grin on that stupidly pretty face of his. the feeling of his blazer against your hand as you trail your fingers up his chest is soft when you pull him into a kiss before he could blow the smoke into your face.

the smoke fills your mouth as your lips part around his and you can feel his lips stretch into a smirk against yours. nudging him away, both your lips layered with a thin sheen of spit, you blow the smoke into his face. your hands placed between both your bodies holding your weight as you leaned closer, all up in his face to tease.

you can tell it surprised him by the way his features contorted. leaning back you give him a sly grin in response. from the way his lips twitched up you could tell he was entertained by the banter between you both. he put the cigarette between his lips once more, eyes never breaking away from yours, as if you were the most fascinating thing to him in that moment as he sucked in a sharp breath, cigarette smoke seeping through the sides of his lips.

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problems with wolf keum

for anonymous ♡

♡ : i wanted to write at least two for your request since i wrote it so late .. i hope you love it !

if this is received well, i might write these headcanons for more characters

with wolf, dating him is difficult if you aren't willing to forgive. his personality is impulsive and arrogant, that means despite the respect he would have for you, things would take time.

dates are cancelled often or you're ditched without a word if he gets into a fight

make sure you have free time, whenever he's free he's taking you out on impulsive dates

you've both given up on planning ahead since 70% of the time it doesn't happen

you might feel neglected at times, he's a busy man after all, the union work, his own personal work and handling things in ganghak

his arrogance makes communication difficult, phrasing the issues you have with him carefully is important otherwise it might escalate into something bigger than what it started out to be

learning how he expresses his feelings is key ! he won't ever tell you anything blatantly, so reading between the lines will help

being in a relationship with him means compromise, understanding and learning to read him, how he feels, his worries and his feelings for you.

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call me with wolf keum

warning : wolf has been drinking and reader is at the bar but has not been drinking

for anonymous ♡

♡ : i'm sorry it's a couple years late ...... i hope you like how i imagined the first meeting between reader and wolf !

sitting in the bar with a few classmates you weren't really close with, you tap away at your phone, annoyed you have to waste your night here. you were pretty, so much so that a girl in your class who you unfortunately owed a favor, absolutely needed to bring you to the bar. the table began to fill up with guys, loud and irritating. you glance up and meet eyes with a purple haired man just as he sat down. you knew of him, everyone did, wolf keum.

you lower your gaze back to your phone and purse your lips, once an hour passed you would leave. however, before an hour could pass it became unbearable, the loud overlapped talking, the smell of alcohol, the mess. you stood up and squeezed past everyone, mumbling something about a bathroom but instead you went out, standing against the wall of the dim alleyway as you took a breath.

what you didn't expect to see was wolf keum walking into the alleyway soon after, his face flushed and eyes lidded from drinking, his features more relaxed than when he had come in. your eyes widened and you stared in surprise but when his eyes met yours you shifted your gaze. you both stayed silent on opposite sides of the alleyway, unfortunately for you it was narrow and you were barely three feet apart. his eyes stayed on your face, it felt like a challenge to you, pressure that was challenging you to look at him. you met his eyes once more and a lazy smirk pulled at his lips, the bandage on his face shifting at the movement. "no one teach you it's rude to stare at those above you?"

you tensed but couldn't look away, despite all the rumors about him being overly violent and a mad dog he was .. pretty? maybe it was the lighting in the dingy alleyway or maybe it was the flush on his face that made you think that. your thoughts began to change the more tense the space between the two of you became, were you going to be beat up? you didn't want to even come here but here you are getting yourself into trouble.

he glanced over you, his eyes meeting yours, purposefully tilting his head condescendingly as he stepped right in front of you, crowding your space. "take out your phone" your brows pinched in confusion you took it out, fumbling from how nervous you were. he began reading out numbers and you quickly typed it in. your curiosity got the better of you and before you could think about the consequences you asked. "what .. is this number for?" his eyes narrowed in amusement and he pressed the call button on your phone, his grey eyes never leaving yours. the sound of ringing began, from his pocket ..? it was his?

you looked at him in surprise, lips parted as you watched him take it out and answer the phone before hanging up. "pick up when i call" with those words he left the alleyway, heading back into the bar leaving you confused and anxious for what he has planned for you.

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sensitive with wolf keum

important : this fic is set after wolf keum and donald na fight (chapter 89 & 90 )

warning : unestablished relationship

for anonymous ♡

♡ : i wanted to make it as close to wolf keums character as possible so it took me a while, it's difficult to imagine a man like him crying very often or easily heheh

the chill in the night air nipped at your skin as you walked along the empty streets, cold hands stuffed into your jacket while the lamp posts illuminated your features, the slope of your nose and the tilt of your lips as it tugs down when you stop in front of wolf.

his eyes shift up to meet your gaze, the lit cigarette between his lips making warm shadows dance along his pretty face and the edge of his glasses. the split skin of his knuckles along with the sprayed blood stains on his skin and wrinkled uniform made it clear he had already gotten into several fights that night.

your eyes rake over his features as you lingered near ganghak. even in the dim light you could tell his throat was badly bruised and his jaw was clenched tight enough that it seemed painful as he put the cigarette out. "are you okay?" your smooth voice broke the silence, pretty lips pulling into a grimace when he tries to respond.

his voice comes out choked and hoarse and you're barely able to make out what he said. "and you were smoking in that state? you sure do have your priorities" you scoff in disappointment and he scowls, this time it's different though, his brows are pinched together and the corners of his lips twitch.

he leans back against the brick wall behind him, arm moving over his eyes. you wouldn't have been able to tell he was crying if not for the stray tear that was illuminated by the lights. you can't help but coo despite the sudden display of vulnerability from him. "wolf .." your voice is soft as you take a step towards to him, tugging him closer by his other hand.

messy purple hair tickles at your skin when he puts his head on your shoulder after some coaxing, a frown on his pretty face at the uncomfortable position and the awkward atmosphere between the both of you. his body is tense but he doesn't move from your embrace. his nose brushing against the collar of your jacket as a few stray tears soak the material. the pain, fear, and humiliation, along with how easily he was beat by donald made him a little sensitive tonight but he would never admit it.

you stay that way for a while before he moves back awkwardly, avoiding your concerned gaze while pushing his tousled hair back. after a few moments you open your mouth to speak but he grabs the sleeve of your jacket before you could, tugging you after him as he began walking. wordlessly, you take quick steps after him, not wanting to push him when he already seemed distressed enough. despite the cold night his hands were warm as they held yours.

the bell chimes when he pushes the door open. the cold air blasts in your face as you walk into the convenience store, letting go of your hand he heads straight for the drinks. paying for one for the both of you to share.

the air outside seemed colder now, it was late as you both lingered near the store, passing the drink between the both of you in silence. "you wanna tell me what happened or no?" your voice is quiet when you ask, stepping in front of him so he meets your gaze. his eyes linger on you for barely a second before they shift to stare at nothing in particular behind you.

silence fills the space between you both and you sigh, stepping back and pushing the drink into his hand so he could finish the rest of it.

"fine, just make sure to get yourself fixed up" the vulnerability he showed you must have meant something right? you really hoped so.

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a little help ? with ben park

alternate : you're neighbors in the countryside, he helps out his parents on their farm while you live with your grandparents after your graduation

the rest of the series : collection for ben park

the sounds of sawing and hammering have been ongoing for an hour or two now. ben was helping fix the floor that had cracked and fallen in by the door. you couldn't stay out there even if you wanted to so instead you stayed by the window, a book discarded in your lap as you watched him work, his muscles taunt as he sawed the wood planks, his tank top that seemed to fit him just right making every muscle in his arms visible to you.

he freezes and you can see him bring a hand to his face, before you can get up and go to him he enters the house. his eyes meet yours as he holds one finger and your brows furrow in worry. "what's wrong?" you stand and walk over to him, taking the finger he held to see a large splinter in his hands. "can you take it out? i don't .." he trailed off as he avoided your gaze as if he was embarrassed. you tilted your head, encouraging him to continue. "i don't do too well with needles or splinters"

you bit back a smile and nodded before going to the kitchen and bringing out a small first aid kit. "sit on the couch and tell me if it's too bad okay?" pushing the coffee table closer you sit on it in front of him and take out a pair of tweezers, some disinfectant and a cotton swab. he lets out a breath and nods, "i'm ready" you fight back a smile and nod as well before focusing on pulling out the splinter, you glance up at him and pause.

he rested his head back, his other arm thrown over his eyes as his throat bobbed nervously, beads of sweat from earlier still on his skin. he peeks at you from under his arm and purses his lips in embarrassment when he sees you staring. "what?" he asks with the slightest pout on his lips. "nothing" your answer is delayed as your eyes linger on his face before moving to his finger once more.

"almost done" you mumble as you pull out the splinter and clean his finger before standing to put everything away. "how was it?" your voice was careful as you asked, worried about him. "i'm okay" he scratched at the nape of his neck before standing abruptly and coming close to you. he hesitated, wanting to hug you but not wanting to ruin your clothes too much, he was sweaty and you had never really hugged before. "thanks" he meets your eyes and tells you a little quietly.

"you're welcome, get some gloves next time" your tone was teasing and light as you spoke. he pouted but didn't disagree as he left to continue the work and you settled back onto the couch to watch him, but this time when you settled and glanced out of the window his eyes were on you. those pretty brown eyes widened before he smiled sheepishly before looking back at the wood.

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I know that there's a portion of people who prefer Wolf without a true backstory— who think of him as just being "like that", and no good reason for being so, because it would be kinda funny and maybe a little bit fitting. And as much as it would be funny if Wolf just was born into the world with that attitude, I also feel like it wasn't really the author's style.

Something I really enjoyed about Weak Hero is how almost every character, from the protagonists, to the anti-heroes, to the scummy antagonists from the main characters' backstories, had some sort of human reasoning behind what they did. It may not have been a good reason, like in the case of Jeomgmu (guy from Gerald's backstory) or Jared, but it was a human reason. So I like to still believe that Wolf did have a past that culminated in the personality he has in the present, because almost every character had a humanizing motivation behind all the fighting and beating each other up.

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also something that weak hero does really well that should be the industry standard but unfortunately is not: characters aren't portrayed with only one skin tone (pale), with token darker skinned characters thrown in the mix (i'm specifically side eyeing lookism here). before someone jumps in and says "oh but its korea everyone is the same skin tone" this is untrue and actually colorism is a major issue in korea, which is part of why mainstream korean media will have you believe that everyone living there is chalk pale. people actively get bullied for having dark skin in many asian countries, it's just not portrayed often.

which is why i love that weak hero portrays a diverse cast with a wide range of different skin tones, even while staying within the south korean school setting. and not just a linear range from pale to dark but also with slightly different cool/warm undertones. its something that i wish more comic artists did, instead of just defaulting to a generic beige for ninety percent of their cast and then tossing in one or two darker skin tones for "representation".

it also lampshades characters like ben being mixed race without outright pointing "hey this guy is token mixed race representation!!" and then making it his entire personality. it's just in the background. ben is allowed to exist as he is, and its never brought to our attention because he's just there, along with everyone else unquestioned. honestly sometimes its hard to find this kind of casual representation in mainstream western media, so again, i love that weak hero does this without even trying.

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a ruined date with ben park

alternate : you're neighbors in the countryside, he helps out his parents on their farm while you live with your grandparents after your graduation

the rest of the series : collection for ben park

with your heart racing and hands intertwined, your nerves showed obviously as you waited in front of your home for ben to come get you. he had gathered the courage, pretty face heated, a hand nervously tugging and running through his hair as he asked you out for a date with that grin you loved so much on him.

his hand waved in the air when he saw your figure waiting for him by the door as he jogged over to your house from his, he had dressed up for you. his pace matched yours as you walked through town to the diner where you planned to get ice cream from. your hands brushed against each other but neither of you moved to hold the others hand, just a tad too nervous that you didn't trust yourself not to mess up.

a soft bell chimed as he pushed open the door to the diner before approaching the selection of ice cream. conversation began to become easier again, words and teasing flowing between the both of you as you picked out ice cream unlike on the walk to the diner where nerves got the better of you both.

he paid for both of your cones as you walked out, laughter and words shared between licks of ice cream as you walked together. the sky was gloomier despite the sticky atmosphere, as you tossed the tissues in a nearby trash can after finishing. droplets of rain began to drizzle against the pavement before quickly turning into painful battering against your skin.

both of you ran through the town emptying streets trying to head home quickly. his hand grabbing yours as you crossed the street but he didn't let go, his larger calloused hand clutching yours. you didn't separate even as he pushed open the door to his home and let you walk in first before leading you up to his bedroom. once the bedroom door shut he lets go and you both burst into a fit of giggles. water dripping into puddles under the both of you, clothes stuck to your freezing skin making you feel even colder than you already are.

he stepped just a bit closer and pushed back your hair as you smiled up at him, expression bright despite the cold seeping into your bones. "can i have something to change into? i'm freezing" stepping back he runs a hand through his hair and clears his throat. "yeah let me get you a towel to dry off too" a few moments pass before he hands you a fresh towel and a red shirt of his before pointing to the bathroom so you could change comfortably.

when you step out he's sitting on his bed, you catch a glimpse of his midriff as he pulls down his shirt. your teeth tug at the inside of your lip as you stand there, "where should i put my wet clothes?" he stands and you feel your heart race, you could feel the quick beats on your lips as he takes them from you before leaving the room. "let me hang them up, be right back"

you sit on his bed, your actions tentative as you wait for him to come back. despite working in the fields and practically sweating for a living his clothes and his bedroom smelled calming, like fresh laundry and something else you couldn't exactly pinpoint. your eyes snap to his figure as the door opens and he comes in, your throat runs dry, the situation suddenly felt strangely intimate. the dim room, the rain pouring outside and only wearing his shirt while you sat on his bed, alone with him in his room.

" .. do you have a hairdryer i could use?" you asked before it could become a tense silence. "i don't .. i can help?" he offered with a sheepish grin as he took the towel you used from your lap, carefully drying your hair with more care than you would expect from a man like him. his hands moved slow and clumsy, figuring out how to dry your hair without hurting or pulling at your wet hair. your heart was steady and loud against your chest and from how close he was, you wondered if he could hear it.

"thank you .. your turn?" you stood up and pat the spot you were just sitting in once he finished drying your hair, carefully undoing knots with his fingers instead of a hairbrush. he sat straight on the edge of the bed while you stood between his spread legs. the towel on his head before you gently dried the roots before you began. his hands were on his knees, nervously fisting at the fabric of his pants as he fought the urge to hold onto your waist over the shirt you wore, his favourite shirt. his eyes on your face as your focused on his hair but you could feel his gaze, you kept your eyes trained on the mop of red hair you were drying.

you were afraid of what you would see, what you would feel if you met his gaze. your fingers ran through his hair, lingering in his space before you stepped back and offered a smile. "all done" your voice was a little strained, you hoped he didn't notice that as he smiled and looked up at you from the bed as he ran a hand through his hair. "thanks" his heart raced and his throat bobbed as he noticed your avoidant gaze, were you just as nervous as he was? he wouldn't know and he wouldn't ask just as you wouldn't ask about the wrinkled fabric around his knees and his hands constantly running through his hair. but you both knew.

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want a drink ? with ben park

alternate : you're neighbors in the countryside, he helps out his parents on their farm while you live with your grandparents after your graduation

the rest of the series : collection for ben park

every passing day since you got to the countryside was hot and slow. the day passed by slowly from the moment you woke up until you drifted off to sleep but strangely enough after graduating that seemed to be what you needed. the sun beat down on your skin as you sat under a tree between your house and bens' house. a cold drink clutched in your hand, the condensation making your palm wet as the drink melted slowly but surely, the cool breeze that made the weather a little more bearable helping keep it chilled a little longer.

your eyes shifted up from the book on your lap when steady even footsteps approached, the corners of your lips curling up as ben approached. a layer of sweat shining under the sun as he took off his hat and ran a hand through his red locks. a grin on his lips as he sat down beside you, his head leaned back against the tree while his eyes remained on you.

you held out the half finished drink to him. "want some?" you shifted your body so you were facing him now, your eyes traveling over him as he sat beside you. he was radiating head, droplets of sweat traveling down the expanse of his neck as he nodded and huffed out a sigh before taking the drink from you before bringing it to his lips.

you felt silly as your face heated up as you watched him, his lips pressed where yours were just moments ago and his throat bobbing as he chugged the drink. as if feeling your eyes on him he opened his eyes, meeting your gaze as he drank the last of the drink. you were surprised to see a dimple on one side of his face as he smiled at you as he handed back the now empty drink.

"thanks for the drink" he was clearly proud to tease you as he got up quickly before you could say anything about the empty drink as he ran off, laughter following him as he looked back at you as you stood in exasperation, your pretty features scrunched in annoyance despite the smile playing on your lips.

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the little things with ben park

alternate : you're neighbors in the countryside, he helps out his parents on their farm while you live with your grandparents after your graduation

the rest of the series : collection for ben park

your eyes wandered curiously as you walked the streets of the town, the buildings were spaced out even in town, shops few and far between. your grandfather had asked you to head into town and get some things, deciding to take the opportunity to explore a little you dressed up a little and headed out. you were on your way back home when you saw the familiar figure. his eyes lit up in recognition before he walked across the street to you.

"hey, i didn't expect to see you out in town" his lips were pulled into that same smile when you first met him. "had to come to the shop, are you heading back home as well?" your tone was curious as you noticed how you were both walking in the same direction just on different sides of the street. "yep, all done with my deliveries" his grin was pretty, his eyes narrowing the slightest when he smiled.

"then .. do you wanna walk together?" your heart raced the slightest as you asked. your hand tightening around the bag you held as you asked. "i was just gonna ask you the same thing" his laugh was bright and it felt like a fizzy drink bubbling out of its bottle.

you walked side by side, far enough apart that you didn't touch but close enough that you felt the warmth from his arm beside yours. you had to try particularly hard not to turn and look at him, from this close you would be able to notice every detail. whether he had a beauty mark or not, whether he had freckles from being out in the sun all day or if he had any scars from his childhood on his face.

instead you focused on the town around you. your laughs and voices mingled as you spoke easily, stories about the town changed to why you came here, your shared worries about growing up and the future. the conversation flowed as you pointed at different landmarks, vehicles and when you pointed at a particularly pretty flower growing along the side of a building he stopped. "do you want it?"

your eyes widened the slightest before you laughed. "why? are you going to get it for me? it's pretty high up" your voice was a little teasing as you asked but laughter fell from your lips as he began to reach for it, positioning his arm before he jumped and snapped it off the plant it grew from. "i can't believe you did that!" your grin was bright and your eyes almost shut from how wide it was. your heart raced and you could feel your cheeks heating up as he offered it to you. "i'm quite the athlete" he shrugged as if it was no big deal but it really was, it was sweet and it was so stupidly simple but you couldn't help the swell of your heart at his gesture.

"thank you ben, you're a sweetheart" your fingers brushed against his as you touched the petals of the flower, the touch lingering before you took it from him and moved it to your face, smelling it a little before grinning at him and offering it for him to smell. "woah that's really nice"

conversation began once more, it was easy and comfortable despite it being your first proper conversation. he hoped you'd both meet once more, maybe he could do more, what did you like? what did you want? questions floated in his mind as he spoke to you, all of those thoughts about you. curiosity and the first seeds of affection buried themselves in his mind the longer he spoke to you and as he watched you wave at him before slipping into your home, he knew it'd only grow.

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Lycaon actually comes across as a bit shy to me. When you are very forward and flirt with him, he will become flustered and use politeness to cover for it. But he also clearly likes it, too. I think this is where him restraining himself so much starts to show a fault because he is so strict with himself and scrutinise every little thing he does (eg. how his ears and tail reacts to things).

It's interesting as well in relation to Hugo because as they are now, in current time, they both represent strongly the opposite. Lycaon is now extremely restrained in everything he does including his own reactions while Hugo represents absolute freedom (to the point of admitting he is a bit of an adrenaline junkie). We don't know much about Lycaon yet except what we know from Hugo's stuff but it seems to be how he react to trauma and the way he copes with it. I hope they touch on it more in future because there is so much more going on with Lycaon than meets the eye.

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baking with phillip kim

warning : food is a prevalent theme

for @sweetsodq ♡

♡ : i've never written for phillip before, i hope i did him justice for you !

if not, please let me know what i could fix and i would be more than happy to fix that for you if you decide to send in a request again !

phillip stood beside you scrolling through the recipe you showed him on your phone. his hair was freshly washed and messy, his lips pulled into a scowl. "i don't understand why you want to do this yourself, i can just order it or have the chef make it for you" his eyes were narrow as he watched you prepare the ingredients, a smile on your lips at his words. "where's the fun in having everything done for you? baking is part of eating"

you approach him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you smiled at him teasingly. "plus, i heard it makes the food taste even better" his free hand goes to wrap around your waist, a scowl still on his lips but the furrow in his brows softens at your words. when you step away from him to get a bowl he reached for it in the cupboard above you, knowing you couldn't properly reach it. "i won't help" his words were harsh as he put the bowl down but you knew he didn't really mean it, he could never leave you alone especially not when he was right there.

and you were right. he rested against the counter, arms crossed over his chest as he watched you in silence. when he thought you were struggling, whether it was to mix the batter for the cookies or to open anything he wordlessly took it, doing it for you without you needing to ask and without a complaint. "can you pour that in while i mix?" you motioned to the bowl of flour. he frowned, "i told you i wouldn't help" even with those words he picked up the bowl, pouring it in while you mixed the other ingredients together. "thank you phillip~" you smiled at his help, your voice carrying an undertone of teasing at how he complained in the beginning but now here he was baking with you.

you set out the measured cookies on the tray to put into the oven to bake but before you could, phillip took the tray from you. "i'll do it" he never vocalized his worries, his ego never letting him but with you he cared in his own way. as the cookies baked he watched you sit on the counter a smile on your lips as you watched him. his expression sour at having to bake but still not stopping you or leaving you alone.

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pretty new neighbor with ben park

alternate : you're neighbors in the countryside, he helps out his parents on their farm while you live with your grandparents after your graduation

the rest of the series : collection for ben park

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sweat trickled down your chest despite the shade you sat under. your legs stretched out in front of you as you sucked on a cold ice lolly that melted and dripped while you sat just outside the door of the old house your grandparents lived in. despite the heat and your body begging for you to find somewhere cooler, preferably inside, your eyes stayed glued to a figure in the near distance surrounded by crops.

tan skin that shone with a layer of sweat and dark red hair peeking from the bottom of his hat as he worked in the field. he moved between the crops, gloved hands picking them efficiently as his muscles moved, ones he had gotten from working all these years with his parents in the field, exposed by the tank top that stuck to him like second skin.

you didn't know his name, only that he was your neighbor now. most of your day since the late morning had been spent watching him work, your eyes never drifted too far from him even as you melted under the heat. your lips wrapped around the stick of the now finished lolly as you got up, you couldn't spend all day watching your gorgeous neighbor no matter how much you wanted to, you had things to do and suitcases to unpack.

that same evening, just as the last of the sun set beyond the horizon, a knock carried through the house. you left the kitchen where you were helping your grandma set the table to open the door. you opened the door the slightest to see who it was, a pretty face with a wide smile greeted you. your eyes widened the slightest in recognition, the man you were watching earlier today stood there at the door.

"hello, may i help you?" you greeted him with a smile, eyes moving over his features, the tan skin, the sharp features, his brown eyes. "hey! i'm here to give you this" he held up a basket with a selection of fruits. your hands brushed against his when you took the basket from his warm hands.

"thank you for this" your eyes met his as you tilted your head and introduced yourself, telling him your name. "what's your name?" his eyes roamed your features, memorizing your features with a flush on his cheeks that only he could really feel before he spoke. "ben, your neighbor, that's from me and my family" he gestured to the basket and you grinned. "it's lovely to meet you, please thank your family for me"

with a nod and a cheerful goodbye he was on his way. ben, that was the name of the gorgeous man that had caught your eye today. your thoughts were on that interaction as you shut the door and went back to the kitchen to help set the table. maybe you'll go to him next time.

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Barok when someone asks what's on the wall in his office