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Chapter 7/11ish

A Seong Gihun x Reader insert fic

DISCLAMER: I am obviously not the creator of squid game or any of the characters. I only own the oc of this story.

a/n: I always get writers block when it’s cold. Anyone else?

wc: 1.6k

summary: Reader get’s diagnosed with cancer in a country she is not a citizen of. Unable to leave due to work and having no were else to go, she accepts the fact that she will likely never get the treatment she needs to survive, she makes the best of a bad situation. Until one day a strange man in a suit approaches her and changes her life forever.

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        I sit on my bed alone, waiting as the players begin to file in one by one. My palms sweat as I think about Gihun and the umbrella. Guilt so deep that it sends pain through my chest. I try to tell myself that I had warned him but it doesn't. I don't want my last words with him to be ones of anger.         I look up to see 218 walk in with 199, without Gihun. My stomach churns at the thought of him alone in there. “Dammit.” I curse to myself. Minutes pass as the last of the players walk in, Gihun and the old man being the last of them. I let out a watery laugh. He actually pulled it off.         As 199 walks to greet them I stand, swallowing my pride as I walk towards the group. As I approach, Gihun notices me and gives me a small wave and a nervous smile. My stomach churns again, this time for different reasons. I return the smile before setting my sights on 218.         I turn to face him, back facing Gihun, and stick my hand out. “How bout’ a truce? We’re better off sticking together than fighting each other.” I explain my change of heart. In reality, I trust him as far as I can throw him. But it’s better to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. It’s hard to believe but in the short amount of time I’ve known Gihun, I’ve quickly learned to care for him. And I’m not about to let this bastard get him killed.         218 takes my hand firmly and agrees with a small nod. “I’m sorry, for not hearing out your plan. You were right and I almost got my team killed because of it.” He says in false sincerity. His voice is believable but his eyes are empty and unfeeling.         “I’m sorry too.” Gihun speaks up, making me spin towards him.         I stare for a long moment before nodding my head in acceptance.         “You did amazing in there 13! How did you know that the circle would break like that?” 199 asks enthusiastically.         “Sheer dumb luck.” I tell him with a nervous laugh.         Then the woman over the intercom speaks again, letting us know how many of the players passed. The number goes down from 187 to 108, causing more and more cash to fall into the piggy bank above us. I swallow, both dread and adrenaline run through me. I try not to think about the people who died to give us this money and the fact that I could very well become one of them very soon.         “The total prize money accumulated so far is now 34.8 billion won.”         “Holy shit.”

        One egg. One egg is all we get after almost dying. Did they spend all their funds on the prize money and forget to buy us food? A commotion begins to break out over people stealing others' meals. I want to laugh at their outrage, why make a fuss over an egg?         “Excuse me.” A woman speaks up. "It was them. They skipped the line and got seconds. I saw it.” I scoff, thinking about America's number one rule. No snitching. Where I’m from at least, snitches get stitches. But apparently, there is no such rule here.         “Hey, what’s the matter everyone? Jeez. You never see a guy eat before, is that it?” One of the thieves speaks up. I recognize him from the first game, the guy who was roughing up number 67.         The thug's words set off a chain reaction, one of the men who didn’t get any food stands up to take back his poor excuse for a meal. Well, what’s left of it anyway. I stand, ready to give this stupid man my own cider if it’ll make him shut up but someone grabs my hand, pulling me back down.          I look to see Gihuns hand wrapped in my own. He squeezes my hand softly and shakes his head back and forth. I look back over to see the man getting the life kicked out of him. I look back at Gihun with wide eyes, wondering why the guards haven’t stopped this yet.         Finally, the thug stops, walking back over to his own group. I stand, quickly making my way over to the unmoving man. I crouch down in front of him while 218 checks for his pulse. I feel my eyes drawn to Gihun, worry written clearly across both our faces.          218 looks up at me, the shock clear in his eyes. “He’s gone.” He tells me. I look around me, waiting for the guards to do something.           “Hey! You!” I point to the guard with a square on his mask. I march over to him, Gihun quick on my heels. I feel him trying to pull me back, his grip on my shoulder tighter than before. I shrug him off roughly. “Someone was just killed! You need to do something! No one signed up for this!” I scream, taking my anger out on this one person. It feels good and I can feel myself slipping, slowly letting my anger consume me. Not just at this game but at myself, for getting into this damn situation in the first place.         “Fuck you!” I scream, inches from this man's masked face. It’s easier to be an asshole to someone faceless, I realize.          “Player 271, eliminated.” The cheery woman over the loudspeaker calls out. I feel my anger begin to ebb and a sudden wave of disbelief washes over me as the number on the screen goes down and more money pours from the sky. My face becomes lifeless as I turn around to look at Gihun who’s already looking at me incredulously. A single tear falls from my face in acceptance.

        The timer on the wall reads 30 minutes until bedtime. 30 minutes until all chaos breaks loose.          “We can’t fall asleep tonight, okay? Who knows what someone else may try.” 218 breaks the silence.          “You're right. Look at them.” I nod my head towards the group of thugs. “If something happens tonight, we regroup and fight them together.” I tell them.          “Come to our side if anything happens.” Gihun tells me with worried eyes. I nod my head in agreement.

       I scramble into my bed at the bottom bunk, heart racing as the timer clicks down. I can’t die like this. I think of all the fights that I would get in during High school. One thing that my father taught me was to never fight fair. If you are fighting a grown man, bring a weapon. I grab my only weapon, a cream blanket, and wait.        The lights turn off, making me feel like a child who’s afraid of the dark. I think of my mother, who would let me crawl into bed with her when my sister wouldn’t. Who taught me that when I feel scared of the unseen monsters ahead of me, to stare right back. So I do, I stare hard around me, looking for any movement.        A scream tears throughout the room, breaking the tense silence. And then chaos. Light’s begin to flash, lighting the room up briefly enough to see everyone scrambling for their lives. I feel my bed begin to tip over, realizing that I would be crushed, I roll off the bed in the opposite direction.        As I’m about to stand, someone grabs me by my ankle which causes me to fall directly on my face. I groan as blood drips from my nose onto the white floor. I look behind me to see a man coming at me with hands outstretched towards my neck. I roll to the side and stick my foot out in time to watch him fall beside me. I lift my elbow up and then down onto his face again and again until he’s no longer conscious.        I stand, looking around me to try and figure out where the hell my team is when I hear Gihun yelling. When I figure out which direction his yells are coming from I dart toward him. “Gihun!” I scream out as I duck under someone's arm, not even knowing if they were attacking me or not. I hear Gihun call back out to me and I see him and most of the team.        I run and reach toward him, taking Gihuns hand as he looks at me with a relieved smile on his face. Suddenly, Gihuns arms are wrapped around me and pulls me to the side as another person attacks with one of the beams of the bunk bed. I grab the bar while I can and hit it over the man's head.        67 runs up to us, looking between mine and Gihuns disheveled appearances. 67 joins us at the perfect time as that thug walks up behind her, ready to attack. Gihun and I grab her by her hands and pull her behind us. As the thug is ready to attack Gihun I hit him in the back with the bar, making him fall flat on his face. Suddenly 199 appears with a whole entire beam from a bed, swinging it wildly between our team and theirs, protecting us.        We stand behind him. Gihun sticks his arms out, a barrier between me and whoever tries to come at me. I can’t help but blush at the sweet but useless gesture.        “Hey, Ssangmun-dong, what are you doing? We’re just helping cull the herd.” The thug laughs.        “She’s our teammate, you got that?” Gihin responds firmly. The thug sneers at that.        “All of you, stop this. I’m-I-I’m scared!” We all look up, realizing that it’s the old man. I open my mouth, brows furrowed. How the hell did he get up there? “We are all gonna die here!” He pleads.        And then the lights turned on and as quickly as the chaos started, it ended. The guards rush in, firing warning shots in the air. The guards rush us, telling us to drop our weapons and face away from them as they search us. And then they bring in the coffins.

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can u please write a cho sangwoo x reader dating headcanon? ty <3

just posted it :) I hope you enjoy it!

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Sangwoo dating headcannons

a/n: woooo he’s so hotttt. Sorry lmao but I know these aren’t exactly what you requested but inspiration struck haha also thank you guys so much for 200 followers.

request: can u please write a cho sangwoo x reader dating headcanon? ty <3

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You and Sangwoo met at SNU while you were trying to get your degree in Economics. You took business classes as an elective which is where you met Sangwoo

You guys had sat next to each other but never talked much which is why he liked sitting next to you.

To be honest, Sangwoo kinda looked down on you, assuming that you were a slacker due to the lack of work he had seen you do in class.

He doesn’t know that you usually finish your work before him so it looks like you don’t do shit.

One day while you were doing some homework for your economy class while he was working on the current assignment you heard him let out a frustrated sigh. You look over to see he has his hands over his face, stressing.

In your peripheral vision, you can see the question he’s stuck on and where he went wrong. So you lean over and show him his mistake and explain it to him. He looks at you with bloodshot eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised when you finish. You almost laugh at his shocked expression.

He looks at you differently from that point onward, always noticing how you finish your assignments so quickly. He takes notice of how attractive you are as well, finding his eyes drawn to you more and more.

After a couple of weeks of watching you, you two become good friends. Always borrowing each other's notes and even swapping phone numbers to be able to talk about assignments after classes.

One day his mother comes to visit him, so he takes her out to lunch. His mind was somewhere else though because you had missed class that morning and weren’t answering texts. He even asked a friend of yours if you were sick.

His mother is doting on him about how proud she is of him, not noticing his more than usual aloof attitude when you walk into the same cafe as him, looking disheveled but somehow he still finds you beautiful.

You order your food and coffee and turn around to see Sangwoo already looking at you. He waves you over, causing his mother to stop speaking to look in your direction. She looks between her son and you with a gleeful smile.

As you approach you say hi and stick your hand out to his mother, introducing yourself politely. She invites you to sit with them enthusiastically which you could never turn down. Plus you would never turn down the opportunity to sit with Sangwoo, who you had grown fond of the past couple of months.

Sangwoo asks you why you weren’t in class, informing you that he texted you. You tell him that you had dropped it on the train tracks the night before and so you didn’t have an alarm to wake you up.

After this interaction, Sangwoo offers to come to your dorm before class to wake you up. The first week you were embarrassed, having him see you like that but you started to warm up to the idea when he would greet you every morning with a hot coffee and even better, a small smile.

Sangwoo didn’t ask you out for a while, thinking that it would distract him too much from his school work. But one day when he’s walking with you to class a friend of yours asks you out on a date, right in front of him! He was fuming, but he didn’t let it show as you were obviously uncomfortable with the question.

You danced around the question and so he stepped in, putting his arm around your shoulder protectively. “It’s inappropriate to ask someone on a date when they're already taken.” He tells the person coldly.

When the person walks away, muttering under their breath, you look up at him with flushed cheeks and obviously fighting a smile. “Thanks, that was really awkward for a bit.” And with that he asks you out himself, surprising you and him both.

When you say yes you stand lean up to give him a kiss on the cheek and continue walking to class, looking over your shoulder at him with a cheeky grin. He huffs out a surprised laugh and follows you to class.

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I was so excited to write more requests but then boom! food poisoning 💀 bruh I love feta cheese but feta cheese doesn’t love me ughhh but once I stop falling asleep randomly I’ll be posting a lot more!

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013

Chapter 6/11ish

A Seong Gihun x Reader insert fic

DISCLAMER: I am obviously not the creator of squid game or any of the characters. I only own the oc of this story.

a/n: this took awhile to get up but I hope you all like it :)

wc: 1.7k

summary: Reader get’s diagnosed with cancer in a country she is not a citizen of. Unable to leave due to work and having no were else to go, she accepts the fact that she will likely never get the treatment she needs to survive, she makes the best of a bad situation. Until one day a strange man in a suit approaches her and changes her life forever.

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        I stand in line behind Gihun, waiting to get some breakfast before the next game starts. Finally, it’s about to be my turn when Gihun stops the line briefly. “Hey, is there any chocolate milk?” He asks sheepishly. A laugh escapes me, shocking Gihun who turns around for a second to look at my grinning face. He turns back around to the worker. “I can’t drink the normal kind. When I was a kid, I had problems digesting it, so I just skipped milk when I was in school.” He finishes rambling but the circle guard says nothing, still holding out the food towards him. He takes it slowly and walks away.

        I swiftly grab my own and lightly jog to catch up to Gihun. He turns to me with a polite smile. “Are you lactose intolerant or just picky?” I joke with a nudge. He laughs, slightly bending down to nudge me back. I look up at him fondly which makes him look away awkwardly. We’re walking slow enough that the old man catches up to us.         “My goodness. As a kid, I’m willing to bet you got spanked a lot.” The old man observes.         “How did you know?” Gihun asks innocently. If he was anyone else I would think he’s being sarcastic. I put my hand on his elbow as the old man passed by us laughing.         “Probably a lucky guess.” I tell him sarcastically.

        When we’re all seated and begin to eat I look down at my pastry, breaking off pieces between my fingers and sniffing it. I know that this type of pastry wouldn’t need a lot of sugar. The main ingredients would be flour and other things that would make this light and fluffy. And even if there is a lot of sugar there would be no need to melt it. That means that this pastry has nothing to do with whatever 67 seen in the vents. I look up to see 218 gazing at me curiously. I narrow my eyes at him in confusion.         “Hey sir, why aren’t you eating that?” 199 asks 218. I tilt my head in faked interest, still making eye contact with 218.         He breaks eye contact with me, gulping as he hands 199 his pastry. “Have it.” He tells 199.         “You mean it?” 199 reaffirms with wide eyes.         “I don’t eat most mornings.” He explains. I scoff at that, making their heads shoot in my direction. I don’t know why he’s refusing to eat but I know it isn’t out of the goodness of his heart. The way he’s been watching me since we sat down tells me something is off with him.         “Why aren’t you eating?” Gihun asks me, brow furrowed in worry. I sigh, considering telling him the truth but I don’t want to sound stupid. I look at 218 who’s already watching me. I take a bite of the pastry, tasting the lack of sugar. I smile at Gihun with a mouth full of food.         “I was just hesitant, I only really eat my own cooking.” I lie easily. His face relaxes at my answer.         Gihun hands 199 his milk. “Here, take mine too.” He offers with a kind smile. I look at him knowingly, my eyes twinkling in amusement. When he looks at me with a sheepish smile I shake my head, finishing my pastry.         Suddenly the same classical music as before begins to play, making me jump in surprise. “Attention. The second game will begin shortly. Please follow the staff's instructions and swiftly make your way towards the game hall.” The female voice on the intercom says cheerfully. My stomach churns, anxiety bubbling up to the surface. My hands shake as I stand up, sparing a glance at Gihun who looks at me nervously.

        We step into a light blue room that reminds me of the daycare my mom used to take me to when she worked two jobs. I squish the thought of my mother down, forcing the thought from my mind and in turn, the welled up tears. The playground is familiar, regardless of the large playground equipment.         Gihun begins to mutter to us, attempting to guess what the game is. My mind goes blank, only able to think of one word. Sugar. What does sugar have to do with this room? My heart races along with my mind, reaching for an answer that’s not there.         “Players, welcome to the second game. We will begin shortly.” The woman over the intercom interrupts my thoughts.         “What do we think?” Gihun asks us conspiratorially. I don’t answer, the lump in my throat preventing me from doing so.         “Players, before the second game begins, choose one of the four available shapes you see on the wall. Once you’ve chosen your shape, please stand in front of it.” The woman continues.         “So our options are circle, triangle, star, umbrella.” Gihun points out.         “I don’t know. They seem very familiar.” 199 comments. I bite down a snarky response, knowing that my anxiety can make me say things I don’t mean.         “Should we play together?” Gihun asks 218.         “That could be dangerous. At this point, we don’t know anything. I think it would put us at a disadvantage if we choose just one.” 218 says, that particular tone of voice creeping up on me. I can’t put my finger on it but it brings chills to the back of my neck. Before Gihun can agree I turn to face the group.         “I disagree. Remember, this is a children's game. I think we should choose the simplest shape, that’s the safest move.” I tell them, swallowing hard.         They look at me silently, contemplation written on their faces. “And why should we listen to you?” 218 is the first to break the silence. I don’t move, becoming a rock.         “I could ask you the same thing.” I reply with my own rebuttal.         “He’s first in his class in SNU.” Gihun butts in. I look at him shocked for a moment before righting myself. 218 looks at me smugly. I let out a rueful chuckle before stepping up to him so we are chest to chest.         “I see you.” I tell him plainly before walking away. I hear Gihun calling out to me, but this time I don’t turn around for him. Instead, I take my place in line at the circle. I understand not wanting to go with my plan, after all, what do I know about these games? But I’m not going to be made to feel like my opinion doesn’t matter, isn’t that what teams are for? All I know is that I might be dead soon and I’d rather die with my pride intact than let some assholes walk all over me.

        Once we are all lined up at our shapes the intercom comes on again. “The time to select your shape has ended. I will now explain the rules of the next game.” And with that, four doors open where the shapes once were, revealing more masked men standing behind a table. “All players, please take one case each from the table at the front of your line.”         I was one of the first people in line so I got my case fairly quickly. I walk away I find a place to sit down like the rest of the players are. Once most people are sat down the woman over the loudspeaker continues. “Please take a moment to open the case and check the contents.” She instructs. Once I do I see what looks to be a piece of flat candy, the shape of a circle with another circle imprinted on it. I also notice a needle sitting on top of it. I stare in confusion, not recognizing this game. “The second game is sugar honeycombs.” The lady informs.         “What’s that?” I mutter to myself, brows furrowed.         “The shape you have chosen is the shape you must remove from the honeycomb.” My head snaps up, realization sweeping through me. I almost cried out in relief that I had chosen the easy shape. Before I can realize what I’m doing my eyes scan the room for Gihun, wondering if he had heeded my warning. When I spot him his back is turned away from me, blocking me from seeing his expression.         “The time limit is ten minutes. You will pass if you trim out the shape without it breaking or cracking within the time limit. With that, let the game begin.” She finishes with a cheery flourish.         I pick up the needle with steady fingers, suddenly thankful for all the classes I took for decorating cakes. The main takeaway was to always keep steady with confident strokes. I let out a large breath, letting myself feel the same amount of calm I do when decorating cakes.         Everyone begins to slowly scrape away at their candy. I use a light hand to scrape in the cracks, not rushing but executing with swift technique.         A couple of minutes pass by before the shot rings out. But I’m ready for it, pretending that it's just a slamming door, or a timer going off telling me that it’s time to take something out of the oven. More and more shots ring out, letting the intrusions slide away. I bring the candy up to eye level, seeing how far deep I’ve carved when another shot fires right next to me. This time I can’t ignore it, the sound is so close that I jump suddenly. My grip loosens on my candy and like clockwork, I drop it.         I hold my breath, waiting for the delicate candy to break. I see the piece that breaks off, right on the edge of the circle where the candy is thinnest. I laugh in relief, nervously picking it up again. I stick the needle in my mouth, an idea forming as I drop the candy again, this time on purpose. The candy breaks again, right on the edge, next to the last break.         Before I can continue, I notice 199 looking at me with wide eyes. I smile at him, noticing that he has the same shape as I do. I look at him with a nod as I drop the candy one last time, breaking off the last piece, leaving me with a perfect circle. I hold it up to show him with shaky fingers, barely holding on due to adrenaline.         “Player 13, pass.” The voice over the intercom speaks. I put the candy down as I’m led to the door to leave. I’m the first to pass, I realize as I look over my shoulder. My grin is wiped off my face as I notice the shape that Gihun had picked, the umbrella.

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helloooo can u pls do a sangwoo nsfw alphabet?

Sangwoo NSFW Alphabet 

a/n: Sorry it’s been a minute since I posted, my grandma got sick and it feels awkward trying to write smut in the same vicinity as her lmaoo but heres something in the meantime :)

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Sangwoo is definitely a “Cigarette after sex” kind of person. You would lay on his chest and pass the cig back and forth and just talk. I also think he would unconsciously rub your back because it soothes him more than it does you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours would definitely be your ass. Sangwoo is an ass man through and through. He loves to grab onto it as he’s fucking you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Sangwoo loves to cum inside you, he’s got a breeding kink. The though of him getting you pregnant always gets him hard as a rock.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Although he never shows it he’s a pretty possessive person when it comes to you. And every time someone flirts with you he fantasizes about fucking you in front of them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s not very experienced, though he is a fast learner. In college he never even had time to make friends, let alone fuck.  

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy style. He likes to get in there deeeep. He loves when you look over your shoulder at him, eyes rolled to the back of your head in pleasure. Also it gives him the perfect view of your ass.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Obviously serious, it’s Sangwoo. He takes your pleasure very seriously, he get’s off on it. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I would say he’s more well groomed than most are. He wouldn’t fully shave or anything but he keeps everything trimmed and neat. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s intimate as fuck. He won’t go to any extremes like roses, candles, ect but he does consider fucking you to be making love. I think his love language is physical contact so sex is the ultimate way to show his love for you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sangwoo would jerk off a lot while he’s away on business trips or what have you. He would call you, just to hear your voice and get off on it. You could be talking about something super innocent like what you had for dinner and he would still get turned on.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink 

Rigger (He loves to tie you up so you up, it makes him feel like he owns you completely.)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers to be at home so he can hear you be as loud as you want but he is also turned on by the idea of fucking you in front of a large window. You pressed against the glass and people watching what they can’t have makes him super hard.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you whisper dirty things in his ear, especially when you do it in public. He’ll act annoyed but you know he’s not, especially when you get home.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Threesomes. He would never share you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Receiving. He loves to see you on your knees, drool dripping down your face, tears leaking out your eyes as you take him in your mouth.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and hard wins the race. He likes to go slow becuase he likes to watch you fall apart on his cock. He like it rough at the same time, he’s unable to stop himself.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He would enjoy quickies, especially when he’s in a rush to get to work but needs some release before hand.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s into experimenting but he also knows what he likes and doesn’t so he mainly sticks to that.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

At first his stamina was pretty low but when he get’s more experience he can last for a long ass time. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t see him as much of a toy person. He doesn’t see the point when he can do all the work himself, and much better.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s a huge tease! He will edge you until you can’t even think straight and still continue to tease after that. He feels so much power over you when you’re a blabbering mess underneath him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not very loud, but he does breathe heavily. When he’s about to cum is when he get’s loud, growling in your ear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’s a sucker for passionate sex. He tells you that it’s for you but he enjoys it just as much if not more.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He has a huge cock. He’s got big dick energy written all over him. Like 8 inches but he doesn’t have a lot of girth.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He pretends he doesn’t but you know he’s got a high sex drive by how easy it is to get him going.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty fast, 10 to 15 minutes depending on how hard and long he fucked you.

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hey guys, sorry ive been not posting. my grandma got sick and then i did and halloween happened lmao anyways ill be uploading today

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brat!reader x gihun smut was amazing u did great we need moreeee

all done! thanks for the request. here’s the link :)

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cool summer air was so good😭 can you do more where reader is being brat again to gihun please😩

here it is! hope u like it

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Restraint

Gihun x Reader

a/n: Sorry I didn’t post yesterday, I hope this makes up for it lmao also this one got out of hand, someone stop me.

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warnings: smut, reader being tied up, teasing, oral (male receiving), mentions of somnophilia (doesn’t actually happen), toys, crying (from pleasure), spanking, hair pulling, dirty talk, light degradation, creampie, aftercare. 

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        When me and Gihun first got together, I was sure that he was a vanilla sex type of man. Which was fine by me, but when we finally had sex for the first time I could tell he was holding back. The look in his eyes as he thrust into me slowly and passionately was a lot darker than I had anticipated for someone so innocent. I had tried many things to get him to snap, to not hold back his desires for me. But to no avail, he always stayed quite reserved in bed.         I lay on Gihuns chest, breathing heavily after a long night of sex. He strokes my hair as I bring his face down to mine to kiss him softly. I prop myself up on his chest to look at him better. The look in his eyes is languid and loving. “You know I’m not gonna break right?” I whisper against his lips.         His eyebrows furrow which causes me to run my thumb over his brows, coaxing him to relax. “Huh? What do you mean?” He asks me, voice filled with curiosity.         I give him loving kisses all over his face, first his cheek, then between his worried brow, then the tip of his nose, which elicits a smile from him. “I just mean that you don’t need to hold back with me, I trust you.” I tell him, making sure to look into his eyes to reassure him.         He opens and closes his mouth for a couple of seconds, his eyes blown wide open with lust. “You want that?” His voice strains with restraint.         I bite my lip and nod. “Yes, sir.” My voice is a faint whisper, barely recognizable to my own ears. His eyes flash down to my mouth before they look back into my own, the lust in his eyes makes me clamp my legs together tightly.         “Then you’ll need a safe word. Something to let me know when it gets too much for you.” He says gently.         I think for a moment before landing on, “Red. Let’s keep it simple.” And with that, I give him a kiss before we go to sleep.

        It wasn’t long before I found myself tied to me and Gihuns shared bed, arms above my head. My legs are restrained at the knees, being held apart by straps wrapped around the bottom of the bed. Gihun is currently admiring his work, gentle hands rubbing up against my body as he walks around the bed. “Are you ready? Cause I’m about to fuck you for as long as you can stay awake, maybe even after that.” He tells me. My hips lift off the bed as I moaned breathlessly. I know such a threat shouldn’t turn me on as much as it does but I throb around nothing regardless.         “Please, Gihun!” I beg, already feeling my wetness dripping downward. He gives my inner thigh a hard smack.         “Please, what?” He asks me, condescendingly as he takes a finger to gather my arousal onto his finger.         “Please, sir! I need you to make me feel good.” I whine loudly as he now teases his wet finger around where I need him most. The look in his eyes is downright sinful, something I had been trying to get out of him for a long time has finally presented itself to me.         He turns the vibrator on slowly teasing it around my clit, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. The teasing is almost unbearable, but before I can beg for more he turns it off completely. He reaches up and unties my restraints which makes me look at him confused. He just grins, grabbing my chin in his hand.        “I want you on your knees when I fuck your mouth.” I can’t even respond before he’s pulling me up by my hair. I pull myself up part of the way so my face is level with his groin. He runs his hand through my hair soothingly as he takes the vibrator and brings it to my lips. “Suck.” He demands. I open my mouth wide as he sticks it deep into my mouth until I gag. “Hold it, hold it.” He cooes at me as my eyes water, arousal now dripping down my thigh.        I hold it, drool dripping down my chin to my neck. “Good girl.” He tells me, pulling it out of my mouth slowly. He then takes off his pants, watching me, making sure I don’t touch myself. I can feel my aching core throbbing as he takes his stiff cock out of his boxers. I moan at the sight of his own arousal leaking from his tip.        He gets back on the bed and begins to tease his cock across my lips. “Open up.” He demands. I keep my mouth shut, pushing his limits further. He growls, forcing my mouth open with his thumb, holding it open by my chin. “If you disobey again you’re not cumming tonight.” And with that he shoves his aching cock into my mouth, my eyes pleading for forgiveness. The thought of not cumming makes the tears that had formed in my eyes fall. He brushes them away with his other hand cooing. “You’re so pretty when you cry for me.” He says with a high-pitched groan as I take him all the way to the back of my throat.        When he’s about to cum I suck harder, wanting him to spill down my throat. But he doesn’t. He rips my head back by my hair. “Turn over.” His jaw is clenched from having to stop himself from cumming. I do as I’m told, not wanting to disappoint him. When I’m on my hands and knees he leans forward, grabbing my wrists and bringing them behind my back. I fall forward onto my face, my click cunt dancing so close to his groin that I let out a needy whine.        He pushes my legs together, the friction causing more tears to fall from my eyes. “Beg.” He simply demands.        “Fuck me! Now!” I respond with my own demand. This causes him to spank me, hard. I lurch forward, a frustrated scream breaking free.        He doesn’t respond, instead, he brings the tip of his leaking cock and puts it inside. I let out a cry at the short-lived release. He takes it out as soon as it’s in and instead shoves his cock between my thighs with a loud groan. I gasp in disbelief as he uses my thighs for his pleasure. “Since you don’t want to behave I’ll just use what’s available to me.” He leans down to whisper in my ear.        “I’ll behave! I’m sorry! Please just put it in me!” I yell out, sobbing into the pillow. The friction between my thighs is torture, feeling empty but so close to being full.        “I’m gonna cum, shit. I know you don’t want me to cum inside, do you?” He asks with fake innocence. His lustful moans are almost enough to bring me over the edge.        “I do! Please, please, please.” I repeat over and over again, unable to think at his point.        “How could I deny such a pathetic brat?” And with that he slowly slides in, my walls stretching to fit his full length inside of me. I let out a broken sob of relief. “Look at that, every time I pull out I get to see your juices covering my cock. I’ll never get tired of seeing that.” He pants out, rubbing soothing circles on my bottom. I lose myself, begging for his cum to be inside me shamelessly.        He reaches down, grabbing my throat and pulling me up to his chest. He smacks my breast as he thrusts into me hard. “I’m gonna mark you, you’re my property and everyone will know it.” He growls in my ear. The pressure that had been building in my abdomen breaks, gushing around his cock with a scream. My vision blurs but he doesn’t stop until he reaches his own release. I feel him shoot warm ropes of cum inside me, my voice hoarse with pleasure.        “Good girl, jesus christ you’re tight.” He whines.        When we’re both spent, he grabs me up in his arms and takes me to the bath. He sits me on the edge of the bathtub as I gaze at him with loving eyes. When the tub is filled up, he gently sits me in the bath and then joins me. I immediately crawl in his lap, making his eyes soften as he strokes my hair. The bath is soothing to my now sore body, soaking up all the warmth from the water and Gihun.        “Thank you (y/n). I needed that after the day I had.” He tells me, voice now nervous, wondering if he went too far.        “Thank you for trusting me.” I reassure him before his mind wanders too far off. He smiles at me gratefully, wondering how he had gotten so lucky as to find someone like me. When we’re both settled in bed we doze off quickly in each other's arms, thankful to have each other.

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Chapter 5/11ish

A Seong Gihun x Reader insert fic

DISCLAMER: I am obviously not the creator of squid game or any of the characters. I only own the oc of this story.

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wc: 1.4k

summary: Reader get’s diagnosed with cancer in a country she is not a citizen of. Unable to leave due to work and having no were else to go, she accepts the fact that she will likely never get the treatment she needs to survive, she makes the best of a bad situation. Until one day a strange man in a suit approaches her and changes her life forever.

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Classical music beats down onto me, eyes burning at the light shining through them. I know where I am this time though. I keep my eyes closed for another minute, gathering the courage to stand up and face another game. When I do manage to peek my eyes open, the first thing I notice is all of the people. So many came back, 187 to be exact, desperate to make their lives better than the hell on the outside. I get up, stretching my arms in the process, preparing for the next game. I look around to see people forming groups. “Shit.” I curse under my breath. I’ve never been good with groups, always getting picked last for school projects, gym class, and just about everything else besides culinary class. “Hey! 13! (Y/n)!” My head snaps to the right at the mention of my name. I see a group of four guys, and amongst them, is Gihun. I walk over to his group, right up to Gihun as confusion sweeps over me. Isn’t he the one who had acted like I had killed his cat when I told him I was coming back? What is he doing here? “What the hell? Why are you back?” I demand softly when I’m standing feet away from him. “You know her?” His friend asked, number 218. Gihun opens and closes his mouth, looking back and forth between me and 218. “Hardly.” I answer briefly before bringing my attention back to Gihun. He looks at me sheepishly with a closed-lip smile. I look at him expectantly. “I-um, I realized that I need the money more than I thought.” Is the answer he lands on. My eyes soften understandingly. “I’m sorry to hear that then.” I tell him, giving his arm a quick squeeze before pulling away. I begin to walk away, back to my bunk, when Gihun calls out to me. I smile at the deja vu. “What?” I ask him while looking over my shoulder. “Um, we have a group! Would you like to join us? We’re better off in groups.” He rambles on. I sigh, debating whether or not this could end up with a knife in my back but ultimately decide to join. When I stand back in front of their group, 218 looks pretty annoyed. I raise an eyebrow at him. He sighs, before meeting his eyes with mine. “Before you join us, what use can you be to us?” He asks sternly. This causes Gihun to look at his friend in shock. “I do what needs to be done.” I tell him, holding his steady gaze, challenging him. He looks impressed but that disappears from his face instantly. He gives me an approving nod which causes Gihun to smile and give me a thumbs up. I chuckle, face flushing before returning his thumbs up. Before I can feel embarrassed by my reaction a woman over the intercom tells us it’s time for us to eat and to gather at the center of the room

We all grab our meals and sit down on the staircase. It feels strange sitting with a group, being used to eating in the school bathroom, or alone in my bakery. The bathroom thing was my choice, the noise overwhelmed my senses. The bakery though is not much of a choice. “This brings back old memories.” The old man voices my thoughts for me. “Do you remember eating lunches like this too?” Gihun asks excitedly. “Wow, you guys are lucky. The school lunches in the states are borderline inedible.” I proclaim with a chuckle. Gihun laughs and leans towards me. “You must have been shocked coming here then, the food is a lot better, right?” I nod in response, mouth full of rice. He chuckles and takes a bite of his own. “I wish the rice was piping hot. At least they could’ve warmed it up a little.” Gihun complains. I shake my head, grinning around my rice at his childish nature. “All we need is a stove.” He continues. “Remember doing that?” He speaks only to 218 now. “The little briquette stove we had in our elementary classroom. We’d stick our lunch boxes on it. It’d get burning hot on us too, and the rice would get all scorched.” He explains enthusiastically. When he’s finished, 218 doesn’t look interested at all. “Gihun, let’s try to stay on the subject. How about you put your mind to what the game could be?” He tells him, breaking Gihuns spirit. I notice that his face drops, making my heart beat faster in anger. I put my hand on Gihuns, bringing his attention to me. “I thought it was a nice story?” I tell him quietly yet still loud enough for 218 to hear. Gihun looks down at our hands then back to me with a doe-eyed expression that makes all the blood rush to my face. I pull my hand away quickly, turning my attention to 218. “No one can figure out what the game is, that’s kinda the whole point.” I retort back to him blankly. “You know, considering the last one that we did, I think that there’ll be another old game kids played, just like I used to.” The old man cuts into our staring contest. I sure hope number 1 is correct. All I know how to play are children's games, at least in South Korea. “I’ll bet you’re right.” Gihun agrees, naming off a bunch of children's games. Most of them I don’t recognize, making my heart beat a little faster. Before my anxiety can build too fast, 199 cuts in, the one who caught Gihun in red light, green light. “I don’t know how to play those.” He informs us. “You don’t know any of the games I listed?” Gihun inquires. 199 just shakes his head no, looking ashamed. Before I can reassure him that neither do I, 218 cuts in. “Hey, listen to me. All those games are easy to learn. And we’ll teach them to you.” It’s the first thing 218 has said that makes me believe he might be human. 199’s face lights up. “Me too. I know a lot of the games you mentioned but some are foreign to me.” I tell them. Gihun puts his hand on my shoulder and looks at me reassuringly. “Of course, as Sangwoo said, they're easy to learn.” He reassures me. I give him a relieved smile and tell him thank you. His face turns pink as he turns away from me, making me grin wider. We finish the rest of our meal in silence.

I’ve been trying to fall asleep for the last hour but my bladder has different needs than I do. I ended up with another player at the door, begging to go pee as well. It wasn’t until she almost pissed on the floor that they let us go, plus player 67. After I quickly do my business and walk out of the stall, player 67 rushes past me to the stall where the loudmouth is. “What are you doing?” I ask in a hushed whisper. She doesn’t answer, flinging open the door. I come to stand beside her to see loudmouth smoking a cigarette. I let out a low laugh. “Don’t scare me like that! What do you guys want?” She exclaims. 67 doesn’t respond verbally, instead, she flips open a knife. Me and loudmouth back up. “Wanna smoke a little?” She surmises. “You can stay put on the bowl and smoke some more.” 67 tells her plainly, stepping on the toilet seat. She begins to unscrew the vent above the toilet. I smirk a little, realizing that this girl is smarter than any of us. “Buy me some time. Then I’ll tell you if I find anything.” She tells us before stepping onto loudmouth's shoulder. I grab the smoke out of her mouth and take a large drag. I know I shouldn’t smoke, I quit years ago, trying to avoid cancer. But it seems like it’s too late for that now, so might as well. 67 is up there for a long while before she comes back down, which sets my nerves on fire. Loudmouth did what she does best and made a commotion, and I actually joined her. Complaining about the smell and the lack of toilet paper bought us enough time. When the guard stormed in I was at the sink washing my hands and loudmouth and 67 were in the stall, and not in the vents.

The next morning me and loudmouth, who I now know is 212, approach 67. 212 asked what she saw up there in a hushed whisper. “Masked guys with pots, and they were melting a liquid down there.” She tells us. “What was it?” I ask, voice softer than 212. “I couldn’t tell, but it smelled like sugar or something.”

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Just letting y’all know that I’m gonna write a bunch today but it’s supposed to storm really bad today so if I don’t upload, just assume my power went out 💀

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If you're taking requests still, could you write a reader insert of a sugar mama reader with Gi Hun? But one who turns out surprisingly innocent and just wants him to go with her to fun places like arcades and carnivals while she takes care of his debts?

Sugarbaby!Gihun x Sugarmommy!Reader

a/n: i LOVED this request haha I hope you enjoy it!

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     Gihun had never been scared to ask for help when it came to money, he didn’t like doing it but he does what he has to. But signing up for a sugar mommy was never something he’d imagine doing. He felt gross like he was using someone for his benefit.      He waits outside of the arcade they had agreed to meet at while smoking to ease his growing nervousness. Finally, after waiting for a half-hour a car pulls up with tinted windows. It’s a nice car, nothing flashy but also reliable. The door opens quickly and you step out with a large smile on your face. Gihuns heart flutters, feeling a little less nervous at your kind expression.      You’re dressed a lot more casually than Gihun expected for a rich lady. Jeans, a white t-shirt, a puffy black coat, and boots. You walk up to Gihun briskly and stick your hand out. He takes it while giving you a closed-lip smile, not knowing how to act in front of someone so wealthy.      “Hi there! You must be Gihun! I’m (y/n).” You exclaim. He nods his head quickly and you tilt your head, smiling on one side of your mouth. “You’ve never done this before, have you?” You examine.      “Uh, no. Why? Is it obvious?” He asks you with wide eyes. You simply chuckle at his innocent expression.      “Kinda, it’s my first time as well.” You say while looking to the side sheepishly. “I thought that we could just play some games or whatever. Have fun, you know?” You tell him, heart racing.      “Oh, that sounds great! But I’ll warn you, I’m quite competitive.” He informs you while leaning in conspiratorially. You laugh at his joking nature and take his hand to walk into the arcade.      You look back at him with a beaming smile on your face. He feels his stomach roll with butterflies, something he hasn’t felt in a long time. You drag him over to a pool table, surprising him. “Have you ever played?” You ask him.      “No, I always watched others play as a child.” He informs you. “Have you?” He asks you, expression curious.      “Yeah, me and my dad used to play together. He loved his pool table.” You reminisce. “Don’t worry, I can teach you.” You tell him while setting up the balls to play.

     “Damn! You’re so good!” Gihun whines playfully which elicited a laugh from you. When it’s finally Gihuns turn again, you take pity on him and decide to help.      “Hold on!” You proclaim before standing behind him. He’s already in position but you stop him. “Here, hold the stick like this.” Your voice softens, position his hands correctly on the stick. His eyes are now trained on you, unfocused as you explain how to hit the ball correctly. After a moment you realize he’s not paying attention, his eyes focused on your moving lips.      Your sentence trails off, a smile now dancing across your lips with knowing eyes. “If you wanna kiss me then go for it.” You tell him, your heart beating fast. He seems like he’s going to move away for a moment but he decides to go for it, pressing his mouth against yours.      You breathe in deeply through your nose, lightheaded at the contact. He drops the pool stick on the table to bring his large hand to your cheek, the other wrapping around your waist. When you finally pull away you see Gihuns eyes are still closed. He opens them to see you staring at him, eyes twinkling.      “I-I-um-” He stutters, a grin forming on his face as he tries to find the appropriate words. You shut him up with another quick kiss.      “I know.” Is what you surmise.

     You and Gihun stay at the arcade until closing hours, losing track of time. You both walk out of the arcade hand in hand, staring at each other with dumb grins on your faces. You come to a stop at your car door and reach into your purse and pull out a hefty amount of money. You put it into Gihuns hand as he looks at you with sad eyes.      “What’s wrong?” You ask him, putting a hand on his cheek.      “I-i just, don’t want this to be a- I want to take you on a real date-” You cut him off with a kiss, standing on your tip-toes to reach him.      “How about next week? I’d love to see you again Gihun.” You whisper against his lips. He nods like he’s in a trance. And you get in your car, a smile stretching across your face as you drive away thinking about the man who had stolen your heart so quickly.

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Chapter 4/11ish

A Seong Gihun x Reader insert fic

DISCLAMER: I am obviously not the creator of squid game or any of the characters. I only own the oc of this story.

wc: 1.6k

a/n: I really love this chapter, I hope you guys enjoy!

summary: Reader get’s diagnosed with cancer in a country she is not a citizen of. Unable to leave due to work and having no were else to go, she accepts the fact that she will likely never get the treatment she needs to survive, she makes the best of a bad situation. Until one day a strange man in a suit approaches her and changes her life forever.

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     My hip hits the pavement hard, knocking the wind out of me. The cool breeze hits my half-naked body while my skin is pressed against the cool pavement. I know they dropped someone off with me, mainly due to his loud yelling. I reach backwards, feeling for his face to peel off his blindfold, hoping it will stop his yelling. I can tell just by his blabbering alone that 456 is the one they dropped me off with. When his eyes are finally able to see around better I hear his breathing start to slow as he realizes he’s not alone.      “Who are you?” He gasps out. I’m assuming he’s trying to get a better look at me by the sound of the ground moving underneath him. “You’re the girl who saved me in the game! Number 13 was it?” He asks.      “Are you going to keep asking questions or are you going to untie me?” I plainly ask, too cold to care about pleasantries. I feel him bring his mouth to where my hands are tied behind my back, pulling them with his teeth. I help out by pulling my hands in the opposite direction. I hiss in pain as the rope rubs against my wrists painfully. When my hands are free I yank my blindfold off and untie my feet.      With a huff I finally stand up, stretching my sore limbs. I look down at 456 who is now wiggling around, attempting to get his own restraints off. I think about getting dressed first, slightly embarrassed by our state of undress, but I push those thoughts aside as I reach down to untie his wrists. “Thank you, thank you!” He says fervently. As he is untying his legs I put my clothes back on as quickly as possible to avoid the cold.      He finally stands, moving so fast I’m afraid he might topple over. When he finally stands he looks to the side, avoiding eye contact with me. Eventually, he meets my eyes so I decided to mess with him, obviously raking my eyes up and down his physique as if searching for something. “Nice boxers.” That's the answer I land on.      A smile graces over my features as he scrambles to get his clothes on. He begins mumbling under his breath nervously. I decided to give him some privacy so he doesn’t fall on his ass.      When he’s finally finished I turn back around awkwardly while trying to think of something to say. “Thank you for helping me in the game.” He breaks the silence. He pushes his hair to the side as he avoids my eyes.      “It was the right thing to do.” I tell him simply before turning to walk in the direction of my bakery.      “Wait!” He grabs my arm which makes me spin around quickly and yank my arm from intrusive hands. “Sorry, I just, do you live around here?” He asks me.      “Yeah, I have a bakery. Why?” I ask him with a quirk of my brow.      “Oh! A bakery!” His face lights up in excitement. I can’t help but smile at him, his energy is contagious. “Um, maybe I could work for you! I can do deliveries!” He tells me while making big gestures with his hands.      “I don’t need a delivery boy, I’m sorry.” And I am, but before I could walk away an idea came to mind. “Can you lift heavy bags of flour, or bake?” I ask him.      He lights up, that same smile from when our photos were taken spreads across his face. “I can learn! I’m a fast learner, I promise!” His voice raises an octave as his eyes plead with mine.      “Yeah?” That's all I can manage while fighting the blush on my cheeks. He nods his head quickly, reminding me of a golden retriever. “Well then, you can come in for training on Sunday. I’ll see how useful you can be.” I tell him and with a nod as I begin to head home.      “Wait!” He calls out. I stop, not bothering to turn around. He doesn’t need to see the smile plastered on my own face. “What’s your name? If you’re gonna be my boss, shouldn’t I at least know your name?” His voice trails off timidly.      “(y/n). (y/n) (l/n).” I tell him, finally turning my head to face his.      “I’m Seong Gihun.” He tells me, his smile never leaving his face.      “Well nice to meet you Seong Gihun from Ssangmun-Dong.” My own smile now matches his, eyes twinkling with mischief. His own smile now wiped off his face, realizing that I’m also the girl that he had fallen on before red light, green light. And with that, he finally lets me leave without complaint.

     I didn’t expect to see Gihun so early after we last saw each other. After I pulled a fresh batch of cookies out of the oven to cool I heard the bell ding, informing me I have a customer. When I walked out I saw Gihun shifting nervously, looking at the menu. “You here to eat or bother me?” I ask him. He practically jumps out of his shoes. I chuckle as his wide eyes meet mine.      “Bother you?” He responds. I nod my head while walking towards the door, locking it. Luckily for him, business is slow today so he’s my only customer. I walk back behind the counter after he sits down at a table. I grab two scones, bringing them over to the table as I sit down across from him.      I slide the scones over to him. “Alright, what do you need?” I ask him as he looks down at the pastry.      “I don’t have the money to pay for this.” He looks up at me with puppy dog eyes.      I let out a large sigh. “It’s on the house, but if you don’t want it-” I tease him by going to reach for the scones. He quickly grabs my hand. His hand envelopes mine, it’s soft but I can feel the calluses on his fingers. The warmth from his hand washes over my whole body.      “Sorry.” He tells me when he realizes he’s holding my hand, a blush forming on his cheeks. “I want it.” He takes a large bite of the scone. His eyes widen as he looks at me with wonder. “Wow, you’re amazing!” His voice is filled with amazement. It’s my turn to blush now.      “Why are you here Gihun?” He perks up at the mention of his name, surprised I had remembered.      He sets down his food to level with me. He leans in conspiratorially, unnecessarily since there's no one here but us. “I need you to come to the police station with me.” This makes me lean back in surprise, shrinking down in my chair at the mention of the police.      “And why is that?” I ask him with pursed lips.      “What do you mean ‘why’? You saw what happened in the games! We have to make a report!” He preaches, hands flat on the table.      “Well I can’t go with you, I’m sorry.” My voice drops to a whisper, but I know he can still hear me.      “What? You have to! They’re more likely to believe two people as opposed to one!” He exclaims, frustration written on his face.      I lean forward now too, inches from his face. “Look at me, do I look like I can just walk into a police station? I’ll get deported faster than I can make a report.” I spit out. When I finish I lean back in my chair, running a hand through my hair.      “Oh.” Is all he can manage. He looks down now, his fire now put out. I pinch the bridge of my nose between two fingers, trying to push down my tears. I can’t help but wonder what had to go wrong for me to end up down this path in life.      “Plus, I plan on going back.” I inform him, voice wavering.      “Huh? You’re going back? What amount of money could possibly be worth risking your life over?” He guffaws at the idea, making me chuckle at the cruel irony.      “I can’t get the treatment I need for my cancer unless I pay for it.” I say weakly, tears falling from my eyes. I feel drained, repeating that same statement in my head for weeks.      He grabs my hand, pulling it away from my face while I look at him with bloodshot eyes. I sniffle and relax as his comforting eyes meet my own. “I’m sorry.” He tells me before letting go of my hand reluctantly.      “So am I.” I respond with a teary smile which he replicates.

     Later that night while I’m closing down the bakery I think about the conversation I had with Gihun and how easy it was to talk to him. When I moved to Korea I had never made any friends, never had time to with a full workload, and now cancer. But Gihun seems like someone worth taking the time for. I go to lock my door for the second time that day but notice something on the floor. I sigh as I bend down to pick it up. My eyes immediately go wide as my heart pounds in my ears. I don’t hesitate before dialing the number printed on the back of the strange card. Before anyone picks up I whisper to myself, “Sorry Gihun.”

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honey your fics don't appear on the tags when you look for it or at least your last junho fic, but the fic was too good <3

what does that mean? sorry I’m new to posting to tumblr 😅 do you know how I can fix it?

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hiii omg I loved ur sugar baby gi hun post!! can I request for a sugar baby/sugar daddy sang woo relationship??

I apologize if I crossed any boundaries. I hope you stay healthy and safe <33

Sugardaddy!Cho Sangwoo x sugarbaby!Reader

Nothing More, Nothing Less

a/n: No boundaries crossed, I promise. I wasn’t sure if you mean for sangwoo to be the sugar baby or the sugar daddy but I hope you enjoy it anyways!

wc: 480

warnings: mentions of masturbation briefly, implied smut

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Sangwoo would be hesitant to even meet up with a sugar baby. He would feel skeezy and like a creep. But he would do it anyway, feeling like the relationship would benefit you both mutually.

His mom would get off his back about settling down and finding a girlfriend and you would be able to pay rent on time.

Sangwoo decides to introduce you to his mom over a fancy meal, trying not to stress over the fact that you could be a complete trainwreck of a human.

But you’re not. Well, sorta. You have money issues without a doubt but you pride yourself on your genuine and kind nature. Sangwoo is surprised when a beautiful, well put together, woman walks into the restaurant with a big smile and a wave at the two.

The dinner goes perfectly, his mom doting over you the whole time. She keeps giving Sangwoo looks, letting him know that you’re a keeper.

By the end of the night, you offer to walk his mom home, surprising him further. His mother declines though, insisting that he walks you home instead.

When you guys arrive at the door to your apartment you thank him for a lovely night, so genuinely that it brings a small smile to his lips.

He parts ways with you after awkwardly handing you a stack of cash which prompts a giggle from you.

The next time you two meet up you guys are alone. This surprises you since the whole point of this arrangement was to convince his mom that you two are dating.

You brush it off though as he explains that he wanted to bring you along on a business trip to America. You couldn’t turn that down, plus you had begun to grow fond of his quiet but generous nature.

When you get to America he spoils you rotten. The best hotel suites, fancy dinners, breathtaking sights. All while hanging off the arm of a handsome man.

One night while you’re laying in your hotel suite, hand down your underwear as you think of Sangwoo and what it would be like to be touched by him.

You knock on his door at 10 pm, hoping that’s not too late for him. When he opens the door he’s wearing a white button-up with the sleeves rolled up and tight trousers. You don’t even take the time to say anything before pulling him by his collar for a long kiss. He kisses you back but eventually pulls you away from him.

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this.” He tells you. Because if he’s being honest with himself, he knows that he wants you. But he also wants you to want it, not for the money, but for him.

You brush his worries away as you tell him, “I want you. Nothing more, nothing less.”

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