#067 x reader

[baestruly]

☄. *. ⋆ 𝐒𝐀𝐄𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐊 !

✧ fluff

༊ angst

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

in the works !

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

✧ ༊ room to care ── during the chaotic night, you get cut with a players knife. as you try to fight the pain, someone who you didn't expect noticed you were acting different. 

✧ under the moon ── saebyeok can't seem to keep her feelings from you any longer.

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒

✧ excited to see you

✧ night walks

[rainsoughtflowers]

hi! could i request a sae-byeok x fem reader fluff / hcs where it’s christmas and they do a bunch of activities together like putting up / decorating a christmas tree, baking cookies, buying matching pjs and drinking hot cocoa while having a christmas movie marathon with face masks, dancing to christmas music together, making out under the mistletoe, shopping for presents for cheol (and each other) etc ?? i’ve been missing christmas lately and christmas with sae-byeok just sounds so comforting rn! (sorry if i sent this twice, i’m not sure if it submitted the first time)

all i want for christmas is you

tw/cw - none

a/n - this is so vv late ik im horrible but uh the christmas spirit changes people so :D

- sae byeok wasn’t one to go all out for christmas. growing up poor her family could barely afford a tree, let alone presents and the sparkling lights strung along rooftops and trees. she didn’t own a single pair of fuzzy sweaters that families matched with during their christmas photos. she didn’t even have a photo, not a single one from all the years she lived. call her a grinch, but christmas felt like a reminder what she and her family couldn’t have every year.

- then you came along. and god, you adored the holiday, putting up everything the moment halloween passed. sae byeok was a little annoyed about it at first, at a loss for words walking out of your shared bedroom and finding the house decked out in boxes of christmas decorations. but she couldn't feel resentful of the holiday when you smiled like that. when cheol brightened at the sight while tugging on the hem of her shirt. she found herself mirroring his expression, despite wanting to ask the hundreds of questions swirling around in her mind.

- she released a sigh. her grumpiness would have to rest for a bit.

- you and sae byeok would dedicate a whole afternoon to decorating, insisting it had to be done all in one day. the girl would follow you around like a lost puppy, holding up foreign objects and asking where they went. she felt a little useless during that time, unsure whether she was handing over the correct ornament or setting up the tree properly. but you were patient with her, gently reminding the girl of what was the correct object and showing her the easiest and quickest way to flock the tree. and even though her placement of the decorations looked horrible compared to yours, you simply told her it looked beautiful.

- shopping for christmas presents was something new to sae byeok. she had gone before for her younger brother, but the gift was usually something cheap and used. and even though they weren’t as poor as before, she still felt guilty spending so much money on material things. so christmas shopping was a whole other level of guilt.

- but she eventually grew used to it. after all, this would be their first official christmas without the looming shadow of debt. she wanted to make it as memorable as possible for her younger brother.

- you accompanied her on one of her trips, your excitement making her enjoy the shopping more so than usual. every time you found something you believed the young boy would like you’d hold it up, examining the functions and appearing like a child wanting it for themselves. as quick as your attention found the object however it would disappear, grasping another that would repeat the process. it took many hours for sae byeok to settle on just a couple things.

- shopping for you was a whole different story. she thought long and hard about what to get you, wanting it to be special. you meant a lot to the girl after all, and even though you insisted on her not getting you a present she wanted to see the same bright smile on your face as you opened her gift. sae byeok would spend hours in the shopping center, asking for several different opinions. when she finally settled on a bracelet she was excited, beginning to think that christmas couldn’t come sooner.

- while you waited for the day to come, you made sure to have the pair participate in many classic holiday traditions.

- a gingerbread decorating contest was the first on the list. you bought two sets, pairing up with cheol to decorate one while sae byeok was left to fend for herself. the afternoon was filled with laughter, hundreds of photos and a messy amount of icing. somehow, when cheol was announced the winner for the contest, sae byeok was left with a face covered in white frosting and a chunk out of her gingerbread house (curtesy of you, of course).

- ice skating is another activity you felt was better appreciated during the holiday season. the siblings joined you on the ice, arms spread out as they struggled to stay upright. you quickly handed cheol a walker so he was less likely to fall before grinning mischievously at his older sister. sae byeok could only widen her eyes when you grabbed her hand and pulled her around on the ice, laughing when she screamed from both fright and adrenaline. it didn’t take long for you both to fall on a heap on the floor, breathing heavily with your hands still clasped tightly together. eventually you find yourself laughing loudly, the girl letting out a soft sigh before allowing her own snickers to leave her lips.

- mistletoe is practically everywhere in the house. more often than not you purposely meet the girl under the plant, grinning when she finally glanced up and realized why you kept staring at her so expectantly. after having dealt with your antics several times already, sae byeok released a small sigh, the smallest hint of a smile on her lips as she leaned forward and captured your lips with her own.

- when christmas came around no other music was played except the classics. you insisted upon this fact, your excuse being that it was only acceptable to listen to certain songs during a small window of the year. sae byeok used to mind at first, eventually growing tired of the repeated songs playing in the living room. but when you took her hands and pulled her to her feet, swaying your body with her own, her irritation disappeared. instead she focused on the way your body followed hers and how your head would dip back in laughter when she would accidentally step on your foot. her eyes traced the smile on your face and the sparkle in your eyes, voice humming softly to the tune.

- when christmas eve finally came around you spent the day preparing for ‘santa’. you showed cheol how to bake cookies and stir hot chocolate, putting on a christmas movie while they heated in the oven. you allowed the siblings to open one gift, matching pjs for you all to wear while watching the movie. your hands easily found their way curled against sae byeok’s chest, warmth radiating from your bodies as her fingers found purchase in your hair. when cheol began to grow sleepy you helped the small boy put out a plate of cookies and a glass of milk, tucking him into bed and kissing his forehead. as soon as the door clicked shut you and sae byeok shared a look of understanding, rushing to the closet filled with the presents santa would be leaving for the young boy in the morning. your words are hushed throughout the night, giggling from excitement and the rush of trying to stay quiet enough as to not disturb cheol’s sleep.

- you and sae byeok share a lingering kiss under the mistletoe, before falling asleep under the blankets and twinkling lights.

- you both awake in the morning to cheol tugging on your limbs and pulling you into the living room excitedly. you match his excitement when he takes notice of the half eaten cookies and small pile of presents, eager to begin the morning festivities. you hold up a camera and record the morning filled with torn wrapping paper and bright smiles, many hugs shared followed by words of gratitude. it was the perfect christmas morning.

- exactly what you had hoped for.

- sae-byeok’s hands are cold during the winter season, abnormally so. each time your fingers found her own you hold on tighter than necessary, hoping your warmth will eventually ease itself deep into her skin. your thumbs stroke her knuckles, finger pads rubbing along every inch they can find. you believe it works when you finally (and regretfully) pull away, palms a little sweaty but her skin back to its normal temperatures. and then you smile, catching sight of her reddening cheeks and equally red nose. you lean forward, placing your hands over her cheeks and begin kissing them. softly, gently, hundreds of times with the excuse to warm them enough so she’d never feel a bite of cold ever again.

menu. upside down peach cake.

[theganymedes]

GIRLFRIENDS…!? [ k. sae-byeok ]

content warnings — intoxication, explicit sexual/profane speech eluding to smut, etc..

note — HI ALL! i’m back and i’ve missed tumblr sm. i promised to put out some of my unpublished saebyeok pieces and this is the first of many. BEWARE! this is a very lusty MATURE plot sparked by one of my favorite songs that i wrote like forever ago— it is the foreplay/first part to a smut i began and never finished. there is no real smut in this piece, and if you’re into that sort of thing, it will leave you wanting for more! read at ur own risks luv! (if you like this enough, i’ll finish the second part for you (if requested!), but this is pretty cute on it’s own, imo :) i hope you enjoy!

synopsis — you’re not sober, and saebyeok, (who apparently might be your girlfriend) is on the way…

Okay. You really need to stop drinking.

It isn't helping. In fact, it's making everything worse. With every bittersweet swig of Stella Rosa, you crave the taste of something much more satisfying— Much more intoxicating.

    Saebyeok's lips.

    You sigh softly, your tongue sliding across the roof of your mouth with a chuckle as you shook your head at yourself, staring back at the MacBook screen thats still blank, besides your name and a due date prompted in MLA format on the left hand corner.

    You’re supposed to be writing a paper for your english course, yet it's nearly 1AM and you got nothing— You're all alone in your one-bedroom apartment, level of intoxication tangoing with tipsy, head empty, only thoughts being... her.

    It's a Friday night.

    You could submit yourself into the astiring streets crawling with shit-faced students from your college university, as your apartment complex was just barely off campus— All it took was a few miles walk, and you could be at some wild frat rave, getting drunk for free and partying with pretty strangers...

    You don’t want to. You want one thing. One person. And her name is Saebyeok.

    The thought of her dizzies your brain more than normal. Not just because of the spirit juice spiraling through your system, but because she finally made your relationship official!

    Four days ago. She finally asked you to be her girlfriend!

    Well, okay... Maybe ‘asked’ is a bit of a stretch.

    Four days ago, she was helping you study for a mid-term via FaceTime,

    (SaeByeok lives off campus as well, back at home with her mother and little brother whom she takes care of, and avoids coming to college unnecessarily as much as possible... She's not much of a people person.)

    Anyways...

    Her kid brother, Cheol interrupted your study sess, asking who his sister was on the phone with. She replied saying, and you quote—

   "My girlfriend."

    Your heart nearly exploded.

    You’re her girlfriend!?!?! I mean, sure, you guys have been getting closer, and your relationship has certainly surpassed the status of college acquaintances who share each other’s notes...

    Sometimes, Saebyeok seems to be quite fond of your company... and spooning you, and making out with you all the time, and sleeping over at your place, and leaving her hoodies and toothbrush at your apartment… and maybe you've seen her naked once or twice, and or had sex in the backseat of her car...

    But girlfriends!?!

    This is big news to you. And it leaves you feeling... Some type of way.

    You like her. You like her a lot. And the fact that she spoke to Cheol, the human she loves most on this planet, about your little 'ol existence? It proves she likes you just as much.

    Or so you assume. You can’t really be sure if your love-sick mind had misinterpreted the whole girlfriend-Cheol-facetime thing— Yet, the rousing scent of Saebyeok’s oversized tapestry hoodie you’re wearing and the enthralling influence tainting your sense of wit just won’t leave it to chance.

    Fuck the english paper. You need pure pellucidity straight from the horse’s mouth, and you’re determined to get it — That, and maybe a little something else too…

    With fidgety fingers, you tend to your cellphone’s call list, fishing for that freckle-faced contact photo in an unbidden blur.

    You’ve never called her this late before, and the last thing you want to do is scare her off after she (possibly) just made things official, but your morals are missing at the moment.

    She picks up the phone on the first ring, which isn’t unusual, but it still makes your heart beat berserk each time.

    "Yeah?" The sultry sound of her voice is buried under swift breeze, honking cars, and diluted laughs commencing in the background.

    Where ever she is, it’s crowded. It sounds like she’s passing near a pile of traffic on a sleepless city street.

    You furrow your brows, almost taken aback by the fact that she’s out and about this late.

    "Where are you right now?" You ask while fighting back a grin, a snarky twinge interlacing your vocals.

    Saebyeok is a homebody, and you're positive that you have to be one of the couple people she enjoys enough to spend her free time with on a Friday night.

    You were curious as to what the hell she could be doing right now besides touching you...

    "Out." She submits simply. "Is everything okay? Why are you calling me now?"

     Always so plain...

    You twirl the drawstring to her hoodie giddishly, hanging on to her every word.

    "Well what are you doing? It's pretty late." You pry a little, shamelessly too.

    You are her girlfriend after all... Right!?

    "Making money. Are you okay?"

    Always so curt... Always so sketchy... Always showing concern for your well being... Why is this turning you on even more?

    "Sounds realllll sketchy, Ms.Kang." You tease in a slight slur, following a few giggles. "Where do you work again?"

    You're well aware that whatever she does to get enough cash to support her family was probably boarding the line of illegal, and she knows that you know, but she refuses to ever involve you in her less than lawful activities.

    As long as she assures you she's safe and not an any sort of danger, there's no harm in poking a little fun…

    She scoffs lightly, catching onto your antics. "What's this about, (Name)? Do you need something?"

    "I need you here with me." You exhale dramatically with a protruding pout. "I've had a few drinks and... I really wanna see you."

    Saebyeok is silent for a few seconds.

    She knows you, and judging from your overly-sensuous tone and the time of night, she's beginning to gather what this call is really about.

    She gulps thickly, "You want me to come over? ... Right now?" Before she excites herself, she needs you to confirm.

    "Yes, please. If you can." You aren't afraid to beg, nor of seeming desperate. "I've been without you all week... You're all I can think about right now."

    Another taut silence. You swear you can almost feel her hitched breath nestling against the nape of your neck threw the phone.

    "I'm on my way."

    As white noise swallows the line, you scarf down the remaining wine in your glass, jolting from the couch to your feet, excitement surging your skeleton in its entirety.

    Your head spins as you briefly reminisce on the last time you had her in your presence— Her dark eyes being so attentive to you, adoring your every move. Her lips on yours, tongue so modestly asking for entrance to your mouth and her hand trailing up your thigh with reluctance, patiently awaiting your shy shows of consent…

    You pace around your apartment, too antsy to sit still. Already freshly showered and shaved, you tidy up a bit, lighting a vanilla bean candle — An airy savor, not too potent. You don't want the aroma to conflict with your perfume oil.

    When you hear your phone ding with a new notification less than 20 minutes later, you don't even check it — You run straight to your door, knowing it’s SaeByeok making you aware she's outside.

    Swinging back the knob eagerly, your lips softly part at the sight of her. She's sporting a cream-colored kawaii crewneck and simple sweats, palms shoved in her pockets as she stares at her shoes.

    Gosh, the things this girl did to you.

   You pretend your heart doesn't stop when her glance dwindles to meet with yours, always managing to forget how tall she is.

    The star-like speckles dappled on the apples of her cheekbones sprout skyward as her smile widens — She sizes you up, her eyes slowly trail from your fluffy house slippers to your bare legs, skin only covered from your mid-thigh and above… Then she realizes you're wearing her most homely hoodie.

    She licks her lips nervously, lustful eyes nearly looking threw you, speaking of the impure words she can’t form, for her breath is beyond her.

    You feel a blowsy tint blooming on your cheeks.

    "Like what you see?" Mists of lightweight liquor loosens your lips and emboldens your audacious body language.

    Blinking from her daze, Sae chuckles in the cutest coy manner.

    "It's huge on you." Her verbal taunting is kittenish, though the tacit teases tattooed on the back of her skull are not.

    You huff a wispy laugh. "Whatever, Giant." Rolling your eyes, you shuffle off to the side. "Come in."

    And so, she does, but she doesn't get far.

    Slipping past the door seal, Saebyeok is jolted forward — You softly snatch the fabric of her sweater, cornering her back against the front door. It slams shut as you envelope her neck in your arms, embracing her into a kiss.

    You sigh instantly at the tiny contentment. Kissing Saebyeok is like a saccharine dream — Her warm lips kindle a burning desire that seems otherworldly, a pillowy bliss of passion.

    Sensual, defining the tender undertones of your adoration, but sloppy, personifying the aching hunger between you both.

    Her fingers whirl along your waist, yearning for closeness, yet only wandering shyly around your midriff— Too meek to trickle lower, leaving you to pine for more.

    Before her tantalizing touch can linger too long, she simply pulls away, breathless and bashful.

    Her brows knit, "You taste drunk." Saebyeok breathes out. "How much have you had, exactly?"

    The implication unnerves you. Arms flying to your sides, you straighten how your (really hers) hoodie a bit, as a wave of embarrassment seems to spite you.

    Oh, no. Are you coming on too strong? Are you making her uncomfortable? Is she not as into this as you?

    You let out a timid giggle, untangling yourself from her personal bubble.

    You need to chill. Don't give her the impression that she's only here because you're horny. At least figure out if she’s even actually your girlfriend before you try to seduce her, geez!

    "Uh, a.. few glasses?" You confess, awkwardly leisuring over to your living room.

    Saebyeok notices your abrupt shift in nature, and it disappoints her a little, but she says nothing, merely following after your lead.

    "It's only wine, though." You assure her. "I was trying to loosen myself up enough to write my english paper."

    Hips swaying as you strut, you can feel her eyes attached to you— Devouring you, admiring the way her clothing encompasses your curves.

    "Yeah?" Her voice is like stifling satin, which makes you shiver. "Get anything done?"

    You turn on your heels to face her, aligning your gazes. "Ummm, I found a pretty font and layout to type my name in! The words are gonna be really cute when I finally write them." You smile innocently, interlocking your arms around her torso.

    She glares you down, subtly nibbling on the inside of her cheek, in her best attempts to scold your darn adorable face.

    "(Name), there's nothing aesthetic about procrastination."

    You giggle, pressing a chastise peck to her lips, "I'll get it done! I promise, it's not even due for another week anyways."

    "That doesn't mean you have more time to pretend it doesn't exist."

    That's exactly what it means in your mind. You know it, and she knows it.

    She can't stand when you procrastinate like this, ultimately being cause of an inevitable anxiety attack and mental breakdown when due dates roll around.

      It stresses Saebyeok out just as much as it does you, so she's strict on you about turning in assignments on time — You aren't complaining. You find her stern traits to be quite endearing.

     Endearing, and in this special case, conveniently opportunistic.

    "Look at youuu, all worried about your girlfriend's studies." You coo in jest, floating an odd amount of extra emphasis on the spoony slogan.

      In the beats of silence that follow, you stare deeply into her eyes, smile unwavering, awaiting her retort. Patient for the moment she begins to fluster and blush about how she'd made your relationship official— for Saebyeok to bring up some sort of formal conversation about the thing that's got a tsunami in between your thighs.

    Instead, she blinks at you— Stammering her response and searching for the correct answer within your cherishing glimpse.

    It was weird... Like you were expecting her to have a certain reaction to your words that just sound like... plain 'ol words to her.

    She lets it fly. You're a weirdo. A drunk one too. Nothing new.

    "Let me see the rubric.” Sae insists softly. “Maybe I can help." She bends down slightly as her faint callouses begin to reach just beside you for the scattered loose leafs across your coffee table.

    Though you clasp her wrist before she can proceed any further.

    “Not a chance!” Damning her in the most delicate way possible, your touch drifts off to graze her palm. “I didn’t invite you here so you could do my homework. I wanted you here so we could… Spend time together.”

   The use of a neutral tone is good enough to shadow the shake in your liquid courage, because SaeByeok is still convinced that it is the liquid courage meddling with your coherence.

    So, her heartening hands come to engulf yours— The affectionate gesture sweet enough to make you swoon.

    “It still counts as us spending time together, as long as we’re together…” Her thumbs gently caress your knuckles as she shrugs. “I don’t mind.”

    One of the innumerable reasons you endlessly adored Kang SaeByeok was because she was the rare type of person who truly didn’t mind.

    “Well too bad,” You declare to her, “Because I do.”

    She regards your doting orbs as you sweep the short raven strands swinging in her sights behind the lobe of her ear, waiting for you to continue.

    “I don’t know, I’ve just been hoping for a while now that we can… Start spending more quality time together…”

    While the intent behind your coquettish request is wholesome, Saebyeok looks disappointed — Her features contort slightly with confusion, and if you didn’t know her so well, you might say she was pouting.

    “Anytime I’m with you is quality time to me.” Her dainty disclosure whistles up in the wind and implores for your confirmation.

    “No!” Your frantic console is spat in a hurry, before your little scheme can skew south.

    “I mean yes it is, I feel the same way— It’s just… You’ve been busier lately and we don’t have as much face time together like usual…” In the persuading sputter of stutters, you somehow work your way back to the original point.

    “Wouldn’t you prefer to do something more intimate with… Your girlfriend… rather than writing her thesis?”

    Your apartment falls noiseless.

    Saebyeok squints as she silently seeks for the reason why you’re suddenly a third person in this conversation.

    Maybe she forgot that you’re kind of an angsty weirdo — You sometimes have this excessive tendency to complicate things into oblivion.

    The way you’re wired reminds her of an overstrung piano— a morass orchestra of sublime symphonies amalgamating into one swell song.

    And thus, Saebyeok’s accepted that when you try to sing the lyrics, she may have to listen closely in between the overlapping labyrinths.

    Her wary ears are open, but her innate need to be rational keeps her mouth closed.

   “We can do whatever you want.” Is all she obliges to you, her features nearly impassive. “This is your place. What do you have in mind?”

    Damnit. Saebyeok is harder to read than text subtitles across a theater screen.

    Nevertheless, you sat aside your unsettled stomach and scrunch your shoulders like you’re careless.

   “I guess I should at least be a decent host and offer you some food.” With her hand coalesced in your grasp, you lug over to your cushy kitchen area.

    “Are you hungry? I have leftover pizza in the fridge, or I could make you something really quick.”

    … Not exactly the hunger Sae was hoping to satisfy when she came over, but she supposes this’ll do too.

    “Whatever is easiest is fine.” She replies, her body sticking close to yours with her every movement, as she knows the subtle steam of her skin will stir tension.

    A simpering smile adorns your face while you dawdle to your fridge door.

    “Pizza it is!” You move quickly, scurrying over to the cozy corner where your air-fryer lives while pulling the plastic wrap from the plate of pie, “After I heat this up, do you maybe wanna watch something by Ghibli!?”

    The dopey grin on Sae’s lips offsets how she rolls her eyes and her heads shakes at the suggestion (that’s she pretty sure is becoming an obsession) of yours.

   “Sure...” She agrees, chewing her bottom lip as her feet maunder in your direction. “Guess what?”

    When the mini-fryer begins to aerate, you turn to face her hovering above you, pressing your back to lean against the cold marble countertop.

    “What?” Ignoring the sweltering ache simmering between you, you ponder curiously with the flutter of your lashes.

    There are the tiniest shards of luster lathing in Sae’s eyes— A supple smirk springing on the rim of her lips, and you instantly know the name she’ll say next.

    “Cheol got invited to another kid’s birthday party this weekend.” The animation cresting through the undertones of her dour vocals could make you croon.

    “Oh my gosh, really!? That’s so good!” Without noticing, your voice is lifted a few octaves, your hands are flapping together like a penguin’s, and you’re nearly jumping up and down.

    Saebyeok is almost annoyed that she can feel the stupidly huge beam painting her features pink, and still can’t do anything to stop it— You’re just too precious.

    She’s only strong enough to snicker at your reaction as she watches you in revere.

    Once your feet plant again, you urge for all the juicy details.

    “I take it he’s starting to fit in better at school?”

     Sae nods. “He seems to be, yeah.”

    For a second, her glimpse loses yours— She ducks her head a little, fingers running to fiddle with the hem of your (really hers) hoodie’s pouch before she proceeds…

    “Anyways, I wanted to ask you.. If you felt like chaperoning at the party with me.” Her volume is shallow of any base and her eyes are anywhere but on yours. “I know it sounds kind of lame, but it’s supposed to be some laser tag thing with like, bouncy houses. You don’t have to play or anything—“

    “Are you kidding!?” You can’t help to interrupt, voice dripping of wry humor and Saebyeok’s sights suddenly jolt up at you.

    “I get to beat a buncha kids at laser tag and possibly meet the incredible, infamous Kang Cheol? Count me in.” You snort with a sardonic scoff.

    Her face falters— Brows boosting to the baseline of her forehead, bewildered and all bushy-tailed.

    “Really? You’d actually go with me?”

    “Of course.” Starkly, you say, allowing your palm to skim tepid along her collarbone…

     In moments like these, you sometimes wish you were more like Saebyeok.

    You wish you were the type of person who knows how to chill— The type who didn’t nag, poke, or probe … Someone who didn’t throw a tizzy over silly things like labels and titles, who knew how to let things be…

    But you weren’t. And you don’t.

    So, if you just so happened to sense a perfectly good opening…

    “I mean… That’s what… Girlfriends are for, right?”

     Luckily for you, the third time Saebyeok has to cringe through you awkwardly highlighting the word girlfriend out loud, is a charm.

    “Okay, why do you keep repeating that?”

    She’s blunt — Boring an unblinking gaze upon you as she scoffs beneath her breath, as if she found your behavior confusingly hilarious.

    Your eyes go doe, and you put on a phony frown to avoid being so vilely prompted on the spot.

    “Uh— I don’t know what you mean.” You puff a timorous chortle. “I’m not repeating anything—“

    Your lying has never been very good, but Saebyeok is especially over your little larks tonight.

    “Girlfriend.” She badgers you stubbornly with no remorse. “You keep saying the word girlfriend over and over on purpose. Why?”

    You analyze her stony response with a churning stomach.

    “Why are you being so hostile?” A swig of somber seeps into your defensive delivery. “Does that word make you uncomfortable by chance?”

    “It might start to if you keep emphasizing it in every sentence.” She deadpans. “What is it?”

    The air is dull of noise as your jaw clenches.

    This is much more embarrassing to admit aloud than you could’ve imagined, but you can only dodge Saebyeok glaring daggers at you for so long — Before your cast crumbles…

    “You called me your girlfriend last week.” You spit it out so fast, it nearly blends together like a single syllable.

    Assuming you have more to spill, she quirks a brow at your seemingly insignificant statement.

   “Okay… And?”

    “Anddd…” You attempt to shrug off your inhibitions, as all the correct words twist on the tip of your tastebuds, yet never come out straight.

    “I-I’m- kind of— I’m just wondering if you, possibly, actually really meant it.”

    Your eyes divert downward like lightning, though there really isn’t anywhere else to look— Saebyeok practically has you pinned against the air-fryer on the countertop behind you, and her body not much farther from melting into yours feels like thunder.

    “You’ve never really referred to me as that before and, I guess I’m just trying to figure out what you see this— Us, as.”

     Clearing your throat, you hope to expel the butterflies from your gullet.

     Your apartment is peep-less again and you’re this isn’t the greatest sign.

     At this point, you think your toes are sweating, your heart is beating so bad that it hurts, and you’re staring at the floor so hard that the tiles are beginning to wiggle.

    And when you finally gather the gall to look at her again, Saebyeok is on the verge of bursting into a fit of laughter.

    “Seriously?” She goads with giggles, her voice full of cynical glee. “(Name), I have a toothbrush here.”

    Well, when you put it so curtly…

    “Yeah— Well, It’s easy to misplace toothbrushes on accident.”

    You’re sure that’s a thing… Somewhere in the world…

    “We’ve been intimate…” Saebyeok reminds you. “Like multiple times.”

     Obvious is starting to sound like an absurd understatement— Even though you feel like your face is caked with clown makeup, you contradict her quickly—

     “Okay, the first time we had sex was in your car…”

     She sports a conceited sneer, her features glossed with gloat.

    “Only because someone was too eager to wait…”

     You are wordless, as your eye-sockets see the back of your brains for the third time she’s brought this up.

    “Besides, I’m bringing you to meet my brother this weekend.”

    “So what!?” You exclaim, solely for the petty purpose of putting up a fight. “If you really think about it, the sacredness of meeting family is very subjective—“

    Saebyeok settles your debate with the covetous crash of her lips onto yours— A pale groan escapes you without your permission, your reciprocation impatient and hungry, as you pleach your palm into her hair.

    She grunts lightly as you tug along her scalp, hands pulling your bodies even closer, nearly pressing your center against her hips.

    Goosebumps inflame like prints all over your skin, a seething fever stewing your senses as your tongues entangle, the grip entwined in her fluffy tresses only getting tighter…

    Saebyeok stops — Pulling back ever so slightly that her dense breath fans the hot flush coating your cheeks.

    “We’re girlfriends.” She tells you. “I see you as my girlfriend, (Name).”

     “Oh. Okay.” Exhaling heavily, you simply nod, trying to steady more than one throbbing pulse. “I see you as my girlfriend too, Saebyeok.”

    “Good.” She sighs out with swollen lips.

    “Great.”

    Your air-fryer beeps, right on cue to slice the tension with a knife.

    “Well, now that that’s settled…” You swallow breathlessly. “Do you still want your pizza?”

    “Depends.” She gawks at you with no indignity, slightly leaning in, as her hands soothe the cinch of your waist.

     “Is that really what you called me over here to eat?”

squid game m. list.

[squidgames1mp]

You Told Me

pairing: saebyeok x fem!reader

summary: after she promised to not leave you with no explanation again, she comes home to see the result of breaking that promise

warning: angst

The first time it happened, you had no idea what to do with yourself. It was not normal for your girlfriend to leave you without any explanation. She would always tell you where she was going, even if it was to just get your mail. You thought about calling the police and report her as a missing person, but if you did that then that would open the possibility that she might not come back.

When she came back you were outraged that she told you nothing, she did say some excuse and you pretended that you believed her. The thought of being angry at her was out of the question though when she walked through the front door. You could not help but say something to her, to not do that again, to just talk to you, that there is a better solution to this.

When you woke up the next morning she had left you once again, this time with a note that read:

Sorry. I love you.

Sorry!?

That made the rage even stronger than the first time. Whatever this was truly about; money, her brother, her past, had meant more to her than your relationship. That was okay with you, but you thought you deserved better than a note with four words. Four words that probably held no meaning in them as she wrote it.

As much as you loved her and cherished her in your heart, you also did not want to spend a lot of your time being revolved around her. You still had a life, you had a career and bills to pay, and you did all of that as you should be. You also felt a little helpless knowing nothing with where she went or what the hell she was doing. When you were a wreck you made sure to keep it behind closed doors, and away from Cheol.

You would visit the boy nearly every day, and he was just as worried as you were, even a little bit more if that was possible. You would bring snacks over whenever you visited and you two ate them, sometimes in silence and other times you would speak about your day, the nature around you. Anything to keep your mind off the worst scenario of the woman you loved.

Dinner was cooking in the kitchen, you had put on a sitcom show to keep your spirits high and the night sky peaked through your curtains. The squeaks from the front door made you turn around and you nearly dropped the spoon you held for stirring.

Your girlfriend looked as though she was a walking corpse, a walking corpse who had a credit card in her hand. You stilled on the spot, not wanting to make the wrong move. Saebyeok took off her jacket and placed the card on the kitchen counter. She took a step towards you, but stopped when she saw that you took a step away from her.

"I'm sorry," she said, her eyes glossy, "I lied to you, I left you, and you deserve an explanation. You deserve more than what happened. I don't know where to even start, but all I ask is time to get my story straight. It was so fucked up."

You took a moment to not break down in front of her, "I don't care about whatever you're going to say to me. I am not looking for an explanation of where you were. I have one question for you and you better be absolutely fucking honest with me."

"Yeah?"

"Can I trust you, like at all?"

"I want you to."

"That was not the question. After what you have done, should I trust that you'll not run off again. Should I trust that you won't leave me alone to pick up the pieces for your brother?" you asked with a few tears down your cheek.

Saebyeok approached you immediately and held your face, her thumbs brushed away the tears, "No, no you should not. At the end of the day I am a thief, and a liar, and greedy. I should not be with you in the first place because I am everything that you are not. You have a good heart."

Your breath was shaky at how close you both were, finding it hard to keep your composure, "I fell in love with a woman who loves her family, who is brave and will do anything for who she loves. But if you are going to leave me worried for you, thinking that you might be dead, then I cannot see myself with you."

"The greed in me wants to keep you to myself, I need you in my life, my love. I can be better for you, please let me be better for you," Saebyeok whispered, "One more chance?"

"One more chance," you agreed before kissing her lips.

[parkersbliss]

Flustered | F. Hargreeves

pairing: five hargreeves x fem!reader

wc: 903

warnings: sexual innuendo?

synopsis: ever since five retried, he’s been a lot more affectionate with you

requests: CLOSED

prompts: 043: “Your hands are really soft.” 054: “They have everyone.” “Not you.” “I’m the exception.” 067: “Nice hickey. Where’d you get it?”

—

“Hi, Luther, Klaus, Diego!” You greet happily. Five doesn’t bother and just pulls out his chair.

“What’s wrong?” Later said through a mouthful of Chinese takeout. “You look happy.”

You come up next to Five, and he pulls a chair out for you, making your cheeks heat up at the small action. “Why can’t he be happy?”

“Well, he’s Five. Always so… bitter.”

You shrug. “They hate everyone.”

“Not you.”

“I’m the exception.”

“I am plenty happy,” Five spoke, taking a seat. “Had a nap and shvitz, what does a man need?”

“Brother’s who don’t eat like barn animals?” Klaus suggests.

Both Diego and Luther look to Klaus, mouths full of noodles, proving his point.

You sit down, smiling at the three brothers. You're dressed in the same thing as Five, a soft bathrobe that says “Hotel Obsidian.”

Klaus grins at you, and you raise a brow. “Nice hickey. Where’d you get it?”

“What?” You practically scream, pulling back the collar of your bathrobe.

Diego snickers, “Seems like Five got a little more than a Shvitz.”

Luther nods. “Yeah, (Y/N) looks like she’s gonna die of embarrassment.”

Klaus claps. “Oh my god, I’m so happy for you two! How was it?”

Five blinked at his brother. “It’s none of your business.”

“Oh, why not? We’re bros!”

Five sighs, looking at you, then back to Klaus. “It was… nice.” You basically die in your seat at his choice of wording. He notices and chuckles, grabbing your hand in his. The three brothers whistle, and you shrink further into your seat.

“Your hands are really soft,” He whispers in your ear.

“Five!” You whine, feeling like you might explode at all the attention and affection. You and Five mostly kept your relationship on the down-low, seeming it was the most concerning issue the past month.

“So I’ve been thinking through our little timeline snafu, and I’m pleased to report that in my professional, expert opinion: we are totally in the clear.”

“Awesome!”

“Huh.”

“Great! So everything’s totally fine?” Luther asked.

“More or less. I mean,” Five hesitates, smiling. “There is one small thing. But it’s nothing we can’t manage.”

Five hands you one of the carry-out boxes, “Choi mein, your favorite.” And you smile softly, mumbling a thanks to him. He just smiles back, “Anytime.” And your stomach flips when he presses a soft kiss to your cheek. You actually think you might die this time.

“So, spit it out, boomer!” Diego mumbles through his noodles.

“Fine, Diego, it’s like this. Dad didn’t adopt us as babies, but those babies still existed here,” Five explained as you take a bite of your own meal.

Klaus frowns. “Awww.”

“We just grew up in different places with different people.”

“So?” Diego questions.

“So where are they now? Odds are we each have identical versions of ourselves walking around out there living completely different lives.”

Luter gasps excitedly. “Our doppelgängers!”

“That’s a made-up word,” Klaus dismisses.

“No, no, I learned all about this in Texas. Tell them about the paranoid psychosis, Five!”

“It’s paradox,” You correct.

“Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, I thought you said this wasn’t a problem?”

“Okay, yes,” Five admits. “Technically, if you’re near your Doppel for too long, you’ll go insane. So if you ever see your other self—”

“Kill them.”

“Sleep with them.”

“… avoid them."

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Luther asked, giving both his brothers a skeptical look.

“Oh, come on, as if you wouldn’t climb Luther mountain,” Klaus teases. The look on Luther’s face tells you enough about what he’s thinking.

“Wait, how are we supposed to guarantee we don’t cross paths with ourselves?”

“Easy. I mean, we’re the Benetton of superheroes, born all around the world until dad brought us here, which he no longer did. Doppel’s probably aren’t even in the same time zone as us.”

“That’s true,” Luther mumbles.

Diego nods. “Yeah.”

“Would you pass the moo shu?” Five asked, reaching across the table, and Luther does so. Suddenly, Diego leaves in a rush, and you shrug it off.

“So how long have you two been…” Klaus trails off, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Gross, Klaus,” Five said, before adding. “We’ve been together for a while now.”

“Oh, wow,” Klaus sighs. “That’s so cute. I mean, (Y/N) is so sweet, and you’re so… you!”

You giggle at that, and Five rolls his eyes, “Thanks, Klaus.” Five grabs his takeout and a pair of chopsticks before taking your hand and helping you off your seat.

“You didn’t have to do that, Five,” You mumble, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“I know, darling, but I wanted to,” He replies, and you swear you’re gonna pass out.

Five must notice because he waves his brothers goodbye and leads you back to the hotel room. His hand intertwines with yours, and your face is even hotter now.

“You’re easily flustered, darling,” Five said, opening the door to his room.

“You’re not usually so forward, that’s all,” You shrug.

“Well, I’m retired, so I get to spend the rest of my life loving you.”

You hide your face in your hands at his comment. “Five!”

He chuckles, peeling your hands away carefully. “There you are, pretty girl.” Five cups your face in his hands, pressing a tender kiss to your lips that has you internally screaming.

“The rest of our lives is just gonna be this,” He promises.

“Really?”

“Really.”

— END —

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[brrrkdslek]

ＱＵＡＤＲＩＬＡＴＥＲＡＬ ＬＯＶＥ !

❒ csn, smg, jwy x idol! fem! reader

❒ smau, written(partly), romcom, SLOWBURN

❒ being a newly debuted group from the small company, KQ, you're already getting yourself into scandals and many allegations have been made about you. how will you battle through the public and feelings you surprisingly catch in between everything?

❒ wonyoung of ive, bahiyyih of kep1er, chaewon of le sserafim, hanni of newjeans and more as you read on!

❒ milky way by @ad0rechuu (amazing!!!)

❒ 1st august, 2023—

❒ @asherthehimbo (dm to be on taglist!!)

₊ ⊹ ＡＣＴ １ ⎯ ＢＥ ＴＨＥ ＤＲＡＭＡ !

✦ 000 ⎯ ASSTROIDS☄️💫

✦ 001 ⎯ BUTTEASE👴🏻🤏🏻

✦ 002 ⎯ OTHERS

✦ 003 ⎯ ZAZA ALLEGATIONS⁉️

✦ 004 ⎯ LET'S GO LESBIANS‼️😍

✦ 005 ⎯ GOSSIP GIRLS🫢💅🏻

✦ 006 ⎯ Y/N'S GIRL DINNER⁉️🤭

✦ 007 ⎯ POOKIE BEAR😍🫶🏻🫧

✦ 008 ⎯ INKIGAYO MCS⁉️🫨

✦ 009 ⎯ STINKY BUTT FUCK😡👎🏻

✦ 010 ⎯ THE LESBIANISM IS FADING...😰

✦ 011 ⎯ MOTHER IS MOTHERING😢🫶🏻

✦ 012 ⎯ DHMU CUZ😭😭😭😭😭

✦ 013 ⎯ ITS FINE NOW HMU🤭🫶🏻✨💫💞💗

✦ 014 ⎯ WONYOUNG STRIPPER ERA⁉️💸🤑

✦ 015 ⎯ THE BOYS R FIGHTING👴🏻🤏🏻

✦ 016 ⎯ WE CHILLIN🍃🍃🍃

✦ 017 ⎯ YUH PRODUCER LINE GET IT‼️‼️

₊ ⊹ ＡＣＴ ２ ⎯ ＣＡＮＯＮ ＥＶＥＮＴＳ ! ?

✦ 018 ⎯ WHUT R U DOING AWN THE NEWS⁉️😱

✦ 019 ⎯ MAKING MY MOVE😈

✦ 020 ⎯ WHO'S PUSSY DO I NEED TO POP❓🤨

✦ 021 ⎯ BATTLE FOR THE FANCALL🤺🥷

✦ 022 ⎯ WAR BEHIND CLOSED DOORS🤫

✦ 023 ⎯ 6TH MEMBER OF STARLETZ🤭💝

✦ 024 ⎯ JEALOUSY JEALOUSY BY OLIVIA RODRIGO😢

✦ 025 ⎯ THE GAYS R AT IT AGAIN🤺🤫

✦ 026 ⎯ INKIGAYO INCIDENT☠️☠️☠️

✦ 027 ⎯ SORRY GAYS😔💔

✦ 028 ⎯ MUTHER DID WHUT⁉️🫠

✦ 029 ⎯ NEVER BEATING THE ZAZA ALLEGATIONS😫

✦ 030 ⎯ IT'S TUFF BEING STR8🥱🤒

✦ 031 ⎯ PROS OF BEING A STALKER😍👂🏻☕️

✦ 032 ⎯ CONS OF BEING A STALKER😨🫢❓

₊ ⊹ ＡＣＴ ３ ⎯ Ｗ ＷＩＩＩ ! ? ! ?

✦ 033 ⎯ BREAKING APART☹️

✦ 034 ⎯ POOKIE IS FREE⁉️

✦ 035 ⎯ POOKIE ENVY😒😒

✦ 036 ⎯ POOKIE VS KEEHO😫

✦ 037 ⎯ WHY IT SMELL LIKE CACAS IN HERE🤢🤮

✦ 038 ⎯ KIDNAPPING POOKIE XOXO👹

✦ 039 ⎯ POOKIE IS THE 6TH MEMBER OF STARLETZ⁉️😨

✦ 040 ⎯ WHAT HAPPENED TO MUTHUR❓🫣😰

✦ 041 ⎯ HJ SLANDER😢💔

✦ 042 ⎯ OH...😨🪦

✦ 043 ⎯ DON'T PUT ME ON THE NEWS😡😡😡😡

✦ 044 ⎯ NAWT GOING BACK‼️🥱😤

✦ 045 ⎯ MOTHUR HWA😭😭😭😭

✦ 046 ⎯ DON'T START SMTH POOKIE😐🙄

✦ 047 ⎯ HE STARTED SMTH WAAA😵

✦ 048 ⎯ COMFORT BY THE LOML🫶🏻

✦ 049 ⎯ WHY R U GUYS ACTING SO GROSS N WEIRD❓🤮

✦ 050 ⎯ WHUT IS GOING AWN TODAY⁉️😍🤑

✦ 051 ⎯ RAPPER LINE GET IT YUH‼️🗣️🗣️🗣️

✦ 052 ⎯ WHICH WAY DO I GO❓🤔😶‍🌫️

₊ ⊹ ＡＣＴ ４ ⎯ ＥＭＢＲＡＣＩＮＧ ＴＨＥ ＳＴＲ８ＮＥＳＳ . . .

✦ 053 ⎯ BEING A LESBIAN WAS EASIER THAN THIS😔

✦ 054 ⎯ ZAZA RIZZ Y/N⁉️⁉️

✦ 055 ⎯ GIGGLING HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS😰🦶🏻

✦ 056 ⎯ WHO'S UR DEALER❓🤑🥵

✦ 057 ⎯ CARRYING THE 5TH GEN‼️💯🗣️

✦ 058 ⎯ CARRYING MY POOKIE BEAR😔🥺🤱🏻

✦ 059 ⎯ THE GIRLS R FIGHTING⁉️😭😰

✦ 060 ⎯ WHST DID YIU DP⁉️🧚🏻‍♀️🤔

✦ 061 ⎯ TENSION EVERYWHERE😭😵😫💆🏻‍♀️

✦ 062 ⎯ I'M SAWRY LUVER😢💔🫂

✦ 063 ⎯ MCS COMEBACK⁉️😫😍🏃🏻‍♀️

✦ 064 ⎯ U TWO R WHUT😵😵😵😵😵😵😵😵

✦ 065 ⎯ DON'T PUNCH MY BRO⁉️😡

✦ 066 ⎯ BROS MAD, HOES SAD😔

✦ 067 ⎯ POOKIE THERAPY‼️🫶🏻🥰

✦ 068 ⎯ SUCCESS🤓🧎🏻‍♀️🏌🏻‍♀️

₊ ⊹ ＥＮＤＩＮＧ １ ⎯ ＳＩＲ ＭＩＮＧＬＥＳ ＰＲＩＮＧＬＥＳ !

✦ 069 ⎯ FORGIVE ME MY LUV😢

✦ 070 ⎯ I'LL BUY U PRINGLES🕳️🤸🏻‍♀️

✦ 071 ⎯ EXPENSIVE SEXY DATE⁉️🤠

✦ 072 ⎯ GOING SUMWHERE FINALLY👽🫶🏻

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₊ ⊹ ＥＮＤＩＮＧ ２ ⎯ ＷＯＯＦ ＢＡＲＫＢＡＲＫＡＲＦ ＹＯＵＮＧ !

✦ 074 ⎯ BARK AT THE ENEMIES😡🗣️🗣️🗣️

✦ 075 ⎯ ADOPTED⁉️🤱🏻😍

✦ 076 ⎯ POOKIE APPROVED😫🧚🏻‍♀️🫶🏻

✦ 077 ⎯ MCDONALDS DATE❓😟🤨

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₊ ⊹ ＥＮＤＩＮＧ ３ ⎯ ＣＨＯＩ ＳＡＭ ＢＡＫ ＣＨＯＩ(菜 心 白 菜) !

✦ 079 ⎯ DATING SCANDAL⁉️😰

✦ 080 ⎯ U WANNA HIT😳🤭😶‍🌫️

✦ 081 ⎯ WHEN U DON'T SERVE CUNT🫠

✦ 082 ⎯ THE BOY BECAME A MAN😧👀

✦ 083 ⎯ HE BUILT LIKE MY BOYFRIEND🤭

₊ ⊹ ＥＮＤＩＮＧ ４ ⎯ ＴＨＲＥＥ ＩＮ ＯＮＥ ! ?

✦ 084 ⎯ FOURTH WALL😬🫢

✦ 085 ⎯ WHAT IF I WANT ALL OF THEM❓🤔

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✦ 087 ⎯ CAMERAMAN POOKIE⁉️🫣

✦ 088 ⎯ 3 KENS & 1 BARBIE🤞🏻💗🤭

©BRRRKDSLEK 2023

[milkybonya]

digital lover ☆ haknyeon

order 067, @sickvision : large milk tea with regular and banana tapioca pearls for tbz Haknyeon

! : mentions of a psycho ex and Hak has a restraining order on them (pls never be obsessive/toxic in ur relationships), Hak called reader 'pretty'

#: best friend!Haknyeon x gn reader, friends to lovers! , fake dating!

another day, another (fake) date with Haknyeon.

[💌: my love, i'm so sorry this took so. damn. long :( especially since it was your first request :< i hope you still enjoy it ee >_< i had fun slowly writing it bit by bit ! also tbz's comeback slays omg i'm so ?!?!]

"when you get married, i'll pay you to let me sing at your wedding," Hak says before sticking his lollipop back in his mouth.

the two of you are sat in your bedroom, just hanging out as you always do.

he removes it again to use it as a microphone while singing the most horrendous cover of a song with too many high notes to count. Haknyeon is a gorgeous singer, he just purposely sings bad sometimes to make you laugh.

he continues to bounce around your bed while singing until you speak.

"not like that, hell no," you reply but unable to hold back a smile.

you think about his words. when you get married? did he want you to get married off already? why would he be singing... wouldn't he be the groom?

you've liked your best friend, Hak, for a year now, and you've only been falling deeper and deeper. somehow, everything he does makes your heart flutter. if he's a little too close, if he wraps an arm around you, if he waits for you after your night class on campus... you're flooded with butterflies.

you're almost sure he doesn't feel the same way, though. that's why you haven't even thought about confessing. as selfish as it is, you'd rather be close to Haknyeon through this friendship than ruin it completely just to tell him your feelings.

"hey.. why are you so lost in your thoughts. don't be so boring!" Haknyeon whines, snapping you back to reality. he gently takes hold of your shoulders and shakes, filling you with giggles.

then, his phone buzzes next to your legs, entangled from Haknyeon trying to tickle you.

when he picks up to check it, you watch as his face darkens before he tosses his phone to the side.

"what happened, Hak? everything okay?"

"yeah," he mumbles.

but you know he's not okay. you don't press him further, though. instead, you tell him that if he ever wants to tell you, you'll be ready to listen.

even though a week ends up passing before he tells you, you're still ready to listen.

he asks you to meet him at a café and you find him with dark circles under his eyes, messy hair hidden under a beanie and his leg shaking up and down with how nervous he is.

"hey Hak, what's up? are you okay?"

"no, i'm not," Haknyeon tells you, frankly.

he pushes a drink towards you. of course, he knows you so well that he was able to order your favourite drink for you in advance.

"i... keep getting texts from someone and it's been bothering me. they keep calling me, too, and i'm going insane."

your heart drops. Haknyeon doesn't even have to explain. you already know who he's talking about: his psycho ex.

they broke up almost a year ago, yet Hak still keeps receiving calls and texts from them. they've even shown up to his house, followed him around. they're a complete stalker.

everything had died down for a few months after Haknyeon went to the police, but now they're back again?

"i've contacted the police and they've said that the texts and calls pose no threat, that i should just block them. i do, i keep blocking them but they keep calling with different numbers. i don't even know whose calls to answer anymore, y/n, i'm going insane."

"show me," you say, gesturing for Haknyeon's phone.

with a pout and quivering lips, he hands it to you. you scroll through the messages, filled with anger. all of them talk about how Hak will never be able to find anyone as good as them, his ex. they tell him his life is over without him, that he'll die alone.

suddenly, you have an idea.

"Hak... i know what to do. you said they stalk your instagram too, right? but you have a restraining order on them so they can't see you in person?"

Haknyeon nods along to your words.

"okay... what do you think about being digital lovers? how about we post as if we're dating and show your ex that you can be happy without them?"

your heart races as you explain your idea, and honestly you don't even expect Haknyeon to agree. you're also mad at yourself because... are you just taking advantage of the situation to act on your feelings for Hak?

despite it all, Haknyeon, with red ears, nods at you.

"let's do it. and let's start right now," he says.

-

"no, what the hell, this angle is so ugly?" you whine as Haknyeon attempts to take a photo of your drinks.

"i'll do it," you snap before snatching the phone out of his hands. the boy is left pouting as you do all the work.

"okay, now put your hand in and complete the heart i'm making," you say.

even feeling Haknyeon's fingers touching yours makes your heart race, but you quickly tell yourself to shut up.

"there. now post this with the caption: 'first date... already so in love'," you say.

Haknyeon scoffs. "how do you come up with the most absurd ideas?"

you stick your tongue out at him.

he shakes his head but still posts and yep, before even a minute has passed, his ex is sending him messages again.

who's that? first date with who? you're lying. you're lying i know you are. you think this will get me to leave you? you need me, Hak. you need me.

"more like they need you. how pathetic. it's okay, Hak. the more we post, the more it'll convince them. just give it time and ignore them, okay? block this new number again. and if you're ever scared or can't sleep, just come to me. it's okay," you say, patting Haknyeon's shoulder.

the look he gives you is unlike anything you've seen before. his eyes are all watery and star-filled, and he looks at you as if you're someone else. his ears are red, too.

"everything okay?" you ask, your hand on his shoulder.

"y-yeah.. just fine," he replies.

this is the first time Haknyeon starts to suspect he has feelings for you.

-

a few days later, the two of you go to an art gallery. there, you take plenty of cringey but cute couple-shots, none of them showing your faces. though, it's very obvious that Haknyeon is in every photo.

"y/n, this is so pretty.. it's almost as pretty as you," Haknyeon says, giggling to himself while he shows you a painting of a flower garden.

"hey, now. you don't have to act like my boyfriend in real life, too," you say, feeling flustered.

"but.. you're pretty! it's true.." Haknyeon trails off and you clear your throat, unconsciously taking his hand as you guide him to the next painting.

Haknyeon's heart races and so does yours.

it's the second time Haknyeon realizes he's falling for you.

-

another day, another (fake) date with Haknyeon. the two of you walk hand-in-hand through the downtown streets while you snap pictures of your interlocked fingers. Haknyeon keeps fidgeting, not knowing what to do with his free hand and constantly worrying that he'll start sweating and you'll be grossed out by his wet palms.

"Hak, your hand looks weird... like, too stiff? just relax!" you say.

he clears his throat and nods with a small small. despite trying his best, he still looks too stiff and you decide to just head into a café to rest.

"you know what, i think your ex is still being annoying because they haven't seen your s/o's face.. maybe we should show our faces this time?" you point out.

"ah, but then.. all our friends will think we're for real, too," Haknyeon says, sadly.

and... so what? wouldn't that be good, too?

you nod your head, pointing your phone at the cake/drinks and Haknyeon who sits across from you. though, he stops you. he takes the phone out of your hands and takes a deep breath in through his nose.

he knows it. he knows it, now. he likes you.

"what if.. what if we do post a photo of our faces... as a real couple?" he asks, only meeting your eyes after he's done speaking.

"hm?"

Haknyeon clears his throat and tries again. "y/n.. what if we date for real?"

your heart starts racing as you take in the sincerity in his eyes.

"do you.. like me?" you ask.

Haknyeon slowly nods and you're filled with butterflies.

"i like you too, Hak... l-let's take a selfie this time, then," you say, grinning as Haknyeon quickly gets up to sit beside you instead of across from you.

he carefully wraps an arm around you as you take the photo. the second the shutter goes off, he turns and gently presses his lips to your cheek.

"i've always wanted to do that," he says, cheekily.

"but Hak. how can you sing at my wedding if you're my husband?" you ask, reminding Hak of when his ex first started texting him while the two of you were together at your place.

he grins, poking your cheek.

"i can sing and marry you, y/n. all for free!"

you smile back at him and rest your head on his chest.

[squidficdump]

FREE HIM (ch 2)

pairing: Deok-su x Reader rating: M words: 796 read: 5m (fastest) content: plot without pourn, first person, dark themes, existentialism, toxic romance A/N: WP | AO3

Heading down the hallway, I quickly saw the tail end of the line of triangles heading toward the monitor room. SA-12 was waiting for me with a triangle mask in his hand.

I accepted it from them with a half-hearted, “Thanks.” He then opened a door to a small room, with only one light, and a camera.

“Change your mask in there,” he said.

He accepted my circular mask when I came back out, and as the last person to enter the room, everybody’s heads followed me to my chair and monitor.

It was time to rouse the contestants with the trumpet music.

It was easy to recognize the man I'd medicated this morning. Tall, and fit in a way that was useful, not cosmetic. He had his thick arms folded under his chest, a mimicry of an animal puffing up.

I watched, like a pod of seals, a few scrappy guys with unkempt hair flock toward 101, on instinct of slipping into a protector/minion dynamic.

There were small clumps of people that had already formed. Whether they knew each other before or simply had formed alliances since waking 3 minutes ago, was unclear.

There was this couple who were obvious. Scared. Why would they both agree to this? Did they not have any children?

As displayed in a floating window on the monitor, my assignment was to watch 067. A young, furtive, grave, but beautiful woman. Instantly I knew I had a tougher job than the others. She had made a point of finding all the cameras, and letting us know she knew she was being surveilled.

After several minutes of very little action, 067 let her guard down, doing a small breathing exercise in her bunk. It was at this moment of ease she was accosted by the broad hand of player 101.

I zoomed back, gently smacking my cubicle neighbor with the back of my fingers and pointing to the action on screen.

He had dragged her from the bed and instantly a circle formed around them. The entire room full of people surrounded the two like sheep as he grabbed and swung at her. She dodged many times, clearly infuriating him.

"Should we...should we intervene?" I said.

My colleague shook their head. "The Frontman says the players are less likely to rise up if they know we'll just let them get beat up."

There was that face-splitting feeling again. Eurgh.

Another player got involved. Player 456. Although at first it seemed he had a hero complex, placing himself between her and the tattooed man, he ended up grabbing her by the shirt himself. It seemed everybody had a score to settle with the woman I had been assigned for the day.

Player 101 addressed 456, who looked ready to shit his pants. They squared off for a minute before the big white doors slid open, revealing rows of guards.

Our presence is imposing enough to stop activity just by arriving, most times. It's a nice power to have. That's one of the benefits of the pink suits. That and, of course, the anonymity.

Glancing around with eyes only, I assessed that everybody else was also focused on their monitors. Of course, in my brain, I knew it was protocol to stay in one's station unless directly told otherwise.

It was a bit anticlimactic, all the players falling into line, but what else were they supposed to do? It did sit with me that I was thinking of this as entertainment. For some reason it felt more real, and worse, now than before.

As I watched the players on the screen, I imagined if I would hold up as well as 067 in the same position. Without the suit, without gunned soldiers backing me up, if I was a player? I think I could take him. It would be easy. I'm smarter than him. I'd have him pinned in moments. Wrists under my shoe. Face pressed on the concrete. Cursing at me.

I shivered hard, quickly playing it off as a cough.

"So who do you think is gonna try to hook up first?" said the feminine-voiced colleague to my left.

"My money's on the married couple," said somebody else. "They're so scared and vanilla. They'll probably cry while they do it, too."

Biting my tongue was getting easier, too. Saying "that's mean" around these guys gets you social pariah status.

There was nobody I trusted here. Even my colleague to the left.

Slowly losing piece after piece of myself to silence.

"Isn't it a little early to be taking bets? Most of them are probably gonna die this afternoon," I said, just as the thought occurred to me. Though I was confident of player 101's ability to finish the first game, I was less confident he would make it to the end...much less, win. He was neither dexterous nor pleasant.

And I was oddly disappointed at the prospect of his death.

[yanyanfeii]

omg her with a corruption kink PLEASE TELL ME YOU SEE IT??

Dom! Sae-byeok x Sub! Fem reader!

Warning: fingering, degrading, not proof read

NSFW CONTENT BELOW!!!

Never would you think that you’d be in this situation. Your life on the line, with only one fuck up and you wouldn’t exist anymore. Yet you found herself alone with you in the bathroom late at night. Her fingers curling inside you while you practically scream her name.

You gasped, your hands reaching up to cover your mouth, toes curling in your shoes as you leaned back against the cold tile wall of the bathroom. Your face flushed bright red as Sae-byeok’s long fingers thrusted sloppily into your sopping wet pussy. “Keep quiet.” She ordered lowly, her sharp chocolate eyes peering through her jet black bangs. You nodded frantically, biting onto your bottom lip to muffle your moans of pleasure. 

Your head falls forward onto her shoulder as your knees quiver. She gives no mercy, the callus pad of her thumb now circling your swollen clit. “Sae~” You whine into her neck, her smell fills your lungs. Her sweat almost smells sweet to you as you bite down on her shoulder, baring your teeth, feeling them sink into her flesh. Sae-byeok hisses under her breath. “And here I thought you were a vanilla.” You could almost hear a smirk in her teasing tone, wanting to fight back, you just couldnt. 

Her other arm reached around you, cupping your ass as your legs began to shake harder. “P-Please, Sae-byeok!” You begged feeling heat pool up in your abdomen. “such a little slut for me.” Sae-byeok growled in your ear, nibbling on the shell of it as it flushed pink just like the rest of your face. Her pace fastened as she thrusted in and out of you, knuckles deep, 3 fingers wide. 

You let out a loud cry before your body fell limp,  toppling down on the smug female in front of you. She rested you down on the bathroom’s icy floor. You looked up at her waiting for a hand to help you ip, waiting for her to leave so you could follow behind her and pretend like nothing happened. But she didnt move, so when you tried to stand, her hand grasped onto your shoulder pushing you back down on your knees. “woah woah, where do you think going?” She said her eyes darkening with a look you couldnt quite describe. Your eyebrows furrowed as a annoyed look formed on your soft features. “Uhm, back to my bed?” You irked as your knees were feeling quite sore from this position. “How about instead of being a smartass you put that mouth to good use.” She smirked as your eyes widened.

This was gonna be a long night...

[luvsellie]

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO LOSE? [k. saebyeok]

pairing saebyeok x fem!reader

warnings mentions of blood

wc 1.0k

note no bc this scene had me like 😳 AND SHE HAS ME LIKE DNSDJNVBDIUJDB god i love women sm

“holy fuck,” you swore, eyes widening in concern as saebyeok removed her green jacket, tossing it aside, and glancing your way in the mirror. there was so much, no, too much blood covering her. your line of sight was glued to the large chunk of glass embedded in her side.

bracing herself on the sink, saebyeok groaned, her bangs sticking to her forehead and sides of her face with sweat. instinctively, you reached out, already helping her shirt off her frail-looking stature.

you, fortunately, had been in front of sangwoo when the glass squares exploded after the previous game, leading you to only have small cuts on your cheeks and neck. saebyeok, however, had gotten the worst of it since she was closest to the explosion.

“it hurts,” you heard her mutter, voice strained as she spoke. when you nodded understandingly, she leaned into your side for support.

reaching for the shard of glass, you looked at saebyeok and said, “i’m going to take it out, alright?”

“no. no, let me do it,” she said rather quickly, shaking her head. with her right hand, she gripped the wedge of glass, and you winced as she yanked it out with a grunt, no hesitation whatsoever. she threw the fragment into the sink.

you grabbed what was left of her shirt, ripping off a good portion of it and throwing the rest on the floor. “here, we can use this as a bandage. but, first, let me try to clean it.”

saebyeok merely blinked at your words before turning around and leaning against the sink as you ripped what used to be her shirt for a second time. careening silently, she watched you wet one of the slips of fabric and stepped between her outstretched legs, lips pursed as you rested a hand on her hip.

“this might hurt a little,” you muttered, pressing your fingers against the skin surrounding the wound. she didn’t say anything, only shuffled her legs out a bit more, bracing herself for whatever pain she knew she was about to feel.

biting the inside of your cheek, you began to gently wipe at the blood, then moving to the actual wound itself, muttering apologies to saebyeok when she gripped your wrist tightly, her head flinging back as she panted in agony.

when you were done cleaning the gash, you took the dry, and mostly clean, strip of cloth and wrapped it around her middle, securing it with a firm tug. you stepped back when you were done, saebyeok’s hand releasing your wrist at the same time. “there. all done. now we can get dressed.”

but saebyeok shook her head. wincing faintly, she stood up straight, grabbing your hand and switching places with you. “you’re still bleeding.”

“it’s nothing. i’m fine,” you remarked, trying to pull away from her. when she only gripped your hand tighter, you nodded earnestly as you repeated, “seriously, i’m fine, sae.”

“no, you’re bleeding,” saebyeok told you, bringing her other hand up to your left cheek and sweeping her thumb across the small surface. when she retracted her arm, her finger was red. “see?”

you looked at her dumbfounded before turning to the mirror behind you. the cuts on your face, you realized, were deeper than you had thought, and blood oozed from a few of them. you must have been too worried about the girl in front of you to feel any of the stinging. “oh.”

thumb and forefinger gripping your chin, saebyeok took a step closer to you, reaching around your body to wet the other end of a bloodied make-shift cloth. she gazed down at you, pressing the palm of her left hand to the side of your face, thumb centimeters from your earlobe. her steady breath mixed with yours as you looked anywhere but her eyes, too nervous to do so. you hated how jittery she made you feel. you hated how she was so oblivious to it.

the damp linen was cold on your hot skin, the cloth absorbing the blood that was there as saebyeok softly cleaned away all the red from your face. you could tell she was trying to be gentle.

once she had wiped the surface of your face, she gripped your chin again, tilting your head upwards and moving it from one side to the other, forcing you to look at her as she scanned for any more small cuts that she might have missed. after finding nothing, saebyeok released you tenderly, her eyes still locked with yours. you hated the pain and the longing and the coldness you saw in them. and as you briefly glanced down at her lips, you felt the overwhelming urge to kiss her.

what have you got to lose? a tiny voice whispered in your head, pushing you to act on your sudden desire. who knows if you’re going to make it out of here, and chances are you’ll never be presented with this opportunity again.

as the thought finished, you stepped forward, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards you in urgency, crashing your lips against hers. you felt her tense under your touch, your nerves flying and then sinking when she relaxed and slid a hand near the base of your neck and another on your hip. the action made you groan, and you kissed her harder as you stepped impossibly closer.

her skin was hot against yours, and the hunger for more suddenly overtook you as saebyeok let out a breathy moan into your mouth. the desire and lust made your lips drive more and more until the only thing on your mind was saebyeok’s lips and hands.

when you both pulled away, due to lack of air, you couldn’t help the cheeky smile that presented itself, the butterflies in your stomach making you practically tremble with happiness.

saebyeok ran her tongue over her lips, the corners of her mouth tugging upwards as well, the pain she had felt before suddenly replaced with pleasure and bliss.

“come on,” you said, turning towards the two boxes that held suits for you and saebyeok to wear. “let’s hurry up and get dressed before the guards grow anymore impatient than they already are.”

[authorforrosie]

I decided to write for Kang Saebyeok as well. Because she deserved better.

Dating Kang Saebyeok Would Include:

•Sae seem cold from the outside towards the other people especially in public but to you and her little brother she is the sweetest person.

•You both fall in love with each other every day more.

•Sae comforting you when you are sad, depressed or angry. You both are each other's comfort person.

•You crying when you heard about her almost dying in squidgame.

•Sae getting angry to each person that comes too close towards you mostly because she knew how much people love to take advantage of your beautiful kind personality.

•You would do almost everything for Sae especially cuddling her when she is feeling cold or very sad. Especially after what happened with her parents.

•Sae trying to seem annoyed but in reality it seem very cute when you stop to pet an animal while you both take walks together.

•You kiss her on the forehead when she does something for you because you know she shows how much she loves you though her actions more than words.

•Sae's love language is to the most point actions since she isn't so good with expressing her feelings into words. She often shows you her feelings though her physical actions. Like kissing your neck, lips or even holding your hand.

•You feel butterflies into your stomach whenever she shows you her feelings with her physical actions. You loved her even more than you already do when she kisses your lips or neck.

•Sae making you meet her little brother who loves you already like a big sister who can give him many advice about life.

•Her little brother often baking or cooking with you for her when it's your two month anniversary with her.

•Sae finding it cute when she found out about her little brother looking up to you like a rolemodel.

•You both hugging each other with tears rolling down your cheeks when you both met again after she won the money in squidgame.

•You being there for her though the trauma that she went through in squidgame. She lost two people who she got along with.

•Sae calling you cute when you pout after she ate the last chocolate that you had.

•Sae calling you kitten when you are misbehaving especially around her friends in public like ignoring her. Your cheeks flushing red when called you kitten in front of her friends who were giggling right after the situation happened.

•You playing guitar for her and singing sometimes songs from BlackPink who you truly loved.

•She kissing your cheeks as return when you do something for her like a birthday surprise party.

•Sae secretly being a big baby when she gets sick while trying to push you away at the same time. Which you won't let her since you always want to take care of your big baby.

[rainsoughtflowers]

guys pls saebyeok and eunhyuk and AND eun yoo alone scaramew will cry

fallen star

tw/cw - major character death, angst, mentions of blood.

a/n - hi keo. uhm. so turns out i couldn’t leave her alone :D i feel kinda bad but not at the same time BFJDB anyways enjoy!

ALSO LAST PART FOR I HUNG THE STARS FOR YOU I SWEAR IM DONE WITH THIS AU I JUST HAD THIS IDEA FOR SO LONG AND NEEDED CLOSURE.

you used to believe that perhaps the girl you met that fateful winter day was simply a fragment of your imagination.

it was easier than the reality of what was true. that weeks spent on hopeless pining, longing stares and beating hearts resulted in the letter you kept crumbled down from wear inside your pocket. that the feelings that had blossomed and nurtured now lay wilted, decayed and forgotten like an abandoned garden. that sae byeok would never come back, no matter how many shooting stars heard your desperate cries each night.

a year had been enough to have you accept the thoughts, the colors of the leaves the only indicator of the time passed. because everything still felt the same. you still went to that small art shop tucked snuggly between the two buildings, leaning against the aisles and drawing aimless scribbles into the parchment of your notebook. you could feel everything too. could still feel the warmth of sae byeok’s body beside yours, knees bumping and shoes pressed together. could still hear the quiet tone of her voice, soft and hushed and everything nice. you still saw her sometimes, too, waiting for you like she always did despite her insisting otherwise. and yet deep down you knew things had changed, much more than you realized. much more than you let yourself believe.

you sighed quietly into the strong aroma of paints and chalk, blinking away the figments of your imagination beginning to surface once more. it happened too frequently for your liking, and each time it left your heart throbbing painfully inside your chest until it stopped, and you were left feeling nothing at all.

‘come on. it’s been a whole year. you need to get over it.’ you thought angrily to yourself, grabbing the nearest set of paints and putting it into your basket. your visit at the time was for supplies instead of a place to draw, a big project coming up where your teacher asked for only acrylic paints to be used. you weren’t very familiar with the techniques related to the paint, but at least it allowed you an excuse to stay busy and not think about the freckles splayed across skin.

“uh, excuse me.”

you glanced over at the voice, surprised about the appearance that greeted you. it wasn’t necessarily because of the bright red hair that felt out of place, but rather the age of the man and the suit he was wearing. definitely did not look like someone who would come to an art shop, at least not for himself.

“yes?” you asked, a little cautiously.

he smiled, kind enough to have your tense stance falter ever so slightly, “do you come to this place often?”

you sighed a little in relief, realizing that he probably just wanted to know about what supplies to get. you ignored how it reminded you of a different encounter many months ago, “i do. usually come here everyday.”

he nodded, hesitating for a moment before speaking, “if you don’t mind me asking, can i see some of your work?”

“oh, sure! here, give me a second.” you pulled out the notebook from your bag, opening it to the first page littered with motion drawings and random sketches. he flipped through the pages, intrigued, until stopping on one that had his entire body going completely still.

“this one is…” he trailed off, glancing between you and the graphite smeared onto the page. your own eyes landed on the drawing, body growing cold at the familiar sight.

quickly you grabbed the notebook from his hands, holding it protectively to your chest, “sorry, these ones are private,” you hastily stuffed it into your bag, eyes downcast to hide the tears threatening to break through, “if you’re looking for advice you can always ask the workers. i have to go.”

“wait!” the sudden rise in tone and the alarm in his voice caused you to pause, seeing the conflicted look across his face. he swallowed, eyes switching between you and your bag before remaining on your face, “do you know a girl named sae byeok?”

his tone was much softer that time, but you still felt frozen in your spot, rolling the familiar syllables within your mind. your lips parted, so many thoughts running through your head but none finding a place on your tongue. you swallowed, asking the easiest question you could muster, “what did you say?”

“sae byeok,” he repeated, seemingly desperate by the way he looked at you, “did you know her?”

“did i know her?” you almost laughed at yourself. at the whole predicament. a whole year, and despite you thinking that it was enough to forget about the girl you met, all the images centered around her felt clearer. you remembered the butterflies gracing ribcages, the sunsets on your cheeks, and the stars across her face. a bitter smile found its place on your lips, heart aching quietly inside your chest, “i loved her.”

the man, or rather gi-hun, took you to a nearby coffee shop. he said it’d be better to talk there than inside the store, to which you only partly agreed. despite it being a much appropriate setting, the coffee shop he brought you to was the same one you took sae byeok to as well. you didn’t sit in the same seats, thankfully, but each time you glanced over and spotted the table you recalled the wonder in her eyes at showing her the sketch made up of her features.

“how do you…” you paused, taking a quick sip of your tea to help soothe your throat and ease your anxiety, “how did you know her?”

gi-hun remained quiet for several moments, as if he were trying to find a suitable place to start. finally, after a silence far too long for your liking, he muttered quietly but loud enough for you to hear, “did she tell you about the games?“

“yes.” how could you forget? you read the letter left to you so many times you practically had the words memorized.

“i was there. we played together,” his tone lowered ever so slightly, his attention drawing to the untouched cup of his coffee, “we were teammates.”

seeing gi-huns crumpled state had your heart pounding, afraid of what the expression meant. but you needed to know. you had to be sure, “is she…” you trailed off, not wanting to utter the words you tried to deny for so long. it would be too real if you said it aloud. written permanently into the universe you could not change.

he lowered his head ever so slightly, and gi-hun didn’t even need to utter his next words for you to know, “i’m sorry.”

“how did-“ you choked on your words, scrambling to pick up the world that just shattered by your feet, “how did she die?”

“there was a game…the glass exploded at the end. she…she was unlucky enough to have been the closest one.” gi-hun also struggled with his words, his eyes never quite reaching your own.

you pressed a hand your lips, fingers trembling against the appendages as you pushed down the tears and tried to ignore the tightening in your throat. you tried not to imagine it. the blood flowing out of her body. the desperate tone of her voice and the struggling of her eyes to remain open. had she been in pain? was she scared? did she pass with regrets? “sae…”

“she told me about you. before she died,” you glanced up at the words, awaiting what was to follow. this time gi-hun did meet your eyes, red rimmed but gentle, “she loved you very much. and i uh, i promised her something.”

gi-hun reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a slip of paper. when you held it between your thumb and pointer fingers you read the letters to be an address, confused by the unfamiliarity.

“what is this?“ you asked, sparing a quick glance up.

“its the place cheol is staying at. she told you about her brother right?” at your nod gi-hun continued, “i promised sae byeok that i would take care of her family. that included you. there’s….there’s enough money to let you live a comfortable life.”

you stared at the piece of paper, feeling emotions you couldn’t quite place. but you knew one thing, and it was that you didn’t want money. you didn’t want a life of luxury or comfort. you just wanted sae byeok. just one more moment with her. one more smile. one more laugh. one more hug in the pouring rain where the roar of the falling droplets allowed only you two to hear the thoughts kept in your hearts. no amount of money could buy that.

“again, i’m really sorry. if i could i…i would’ve taken her place. it should be her here right now, not me,” gi-hun was staring down at his hands, tears building up in the corners of his eyes. the guilt he felt must’ve been heavy, the thought urging you to reach over and place a reassuring hand over his own.

“thank you for watching over her.” you whispered. you didn’t know much about gi-hun. but the fact that he was there, comforting you and giving closure for both you and the girl now among the stars told you enough.

he nodded, appearing relieved, “if-if you ever need anything you can call me. it took me a year to get my shit together but i intend to keep my promise. anything at all, don’t be afraid to ask.”

“thank you mister.” you smiled, grateful for his offer. gi-hun tensed at the words, as if they were familiar and brought back a memory he had forgotten. but just as quickly he was smiling, nodding while standing up from his seat.

“take care.”

it took you a couple days to gain enough courage to visit the address gi-hun gave you. it wasn’t really that you were scared, or doubted his intentions, but rather you were nervous. you had heard so much about cheol from sae byeok. she always spoke of him so fondly, and despite not having met him before her words alone were enough for him to find his own place in your heart. but, what if he didn’t like you? what if you couldn’t take care of him? you were just a college student after all, but it was sae byeok’s brother and you were willing to try for the sake of protecting one of the only things she loved. but what if that wasn’t enough?

you breathed out a shaky breath, the cloud steadily disappearing into the air. slowly you brought your hand up and formed a fist, knocking three times on the door before you. when you heard the rustle of movement from beyond you took a step back, rocking on your heels while waiting.

an older woman greeted you, to which you realized was the friend’s mom gi-hun told you briefly about. she smiled at you, warm like hot cocoa, and you returned it with one of your own, “uhm. sorry to intrude…is there a boy named cheol here?“

her smile widened, perhaps having been expecting you, and she turned towards the stairs inside the house and yelled out a loud ‘cheol!’ into the distance. it echoed, bouncing off the walls and blending with the sound of feet rushing down the steps. a boy, small and no older than ten, appeared behind the older woman, peering at you curiously. it was almost laughable how similar he looked like sae byeok. the only think lacking was the splash of freckles on his cheeks and nose.

“hi…i’m (name).” you waved your hand, relieved when he returned it and stepped out to now stand in the doorway.

“are you the person my sister always talked about?“ he tilt his head towards the side, the action and big brown eyes causing your heart to tighten.

“yup,” you laughed, trying to keep the mood light, “that’s me.”

he rushed forward, small hands bunching the fabric of your shirt. you only remained still for a brief moment before putting your own hands around his small frame, fingers running through the strands on his head. he mumbled something, muffled by your thick jacket, and you had to maneuver his face away from the fabric to hear him properly, “thank you for making my sister happy.“

you were taken aback, not expecting the words of gratitude. you felt something roll down your cheek, and hastily you crouched down low, holding the small boy closer to your body, “thank you for having such an incredible sister.”

the sobs pouring out of your mouth never seemed to stop. you wanted to be strong, for the sake of the precious boy before you. yet you found yourself unable to stop the tears, heart and body aching all over again, just like that day you received the letter. and cheol, sweet cheol, patted your back gently whilst releasing his own small sniffles.

“my sister isn’t coming back…is she?” he whispered quietly, the broken tone of his voice causing you to pull back and hastily wipe away the tears on his cheeks.

“we can wait together, hm?” you smiled, keeping your voice steady while stroking the apple of his cheeks, “that means we have to take care of each other.”

cheol let loose another small sniffle, before nodding his head and burying his face within your jacket once more, “okay.”

you don’t know how long you sat there holding onto the boy, whispering quiet reassurances while fixing the mess of strands that was his hair. cheol probably saw through your little white lie, but you wanted to try. to try keeping his bright spirit as warm as the sun. to make sure he knew that his sister loved her, and didn’t leave because of the lack of it. that sae byeok would’ve wanted you both to be happy, even if she weren’t there to witness it all.

maybe hung stars and shooting comets weren’t enough, but this, holding cheol and having gotten to love her, was.

menu. upside down peach cake.

[theganymedes]

im absolutely obsessed with your newest sae byeok fan fiction! keep up the amazing work <3

HI LUV<3

thank you SO MUCH for reading my stuff and I WILL TRY!! i plan to post a few more of my old pieces that are just rotting in my drafts, but if i’m being honest, i am kinda running low on new ideas for Ms. Kang Saebyeok—

SO, if there’s any specific themes you may wanna see from her (wlw ofc) pls feel free to leave suggestions in my ask box!!! I LOVE YOU :)

[squidgames1mp]

FIRST MAKING UP saebyeok x female reader

this is the eleventh and final part of the first series!! cannot believe it, and before i allow you guys to read it i am gonna do a lil speech that portrays how grateful i am for yall reading my masterpiece.

*clears throat*

be gay.

now read on and cry.

You stared at the door. No words could describe what you were feeling. Relief? Exhausted? Perhaps grateful that you had someone in your life that was willing to protect you from your greatest fear. You watched Sae-byeok stare back at you, "Are you okay?" she questioned.

"I am," you whispered, "Thank you for doing what I have not had the courage to do."

Sae-byeok wrapped her arms around you, "You do not need to thank me for something like that. I will always be here to make sure that you are safe," she kissed your forehead, "I am sorry about what happened, it was unfair and I should have been honest instead of running away like a coward."

You got out of her arms to cup her face, astonishment on your face, "No, no you are not. Many words can describe you and you are far away from a coward," you kissed her cheek, "I do not want to be a part from you again," a kiss on her chin, "I love you," you declared before Sae-byeok leaned down to kiss you breathless.

lol that was short. not sorry

[reinekinthos]

request: SEDUCING SAE BYEOK AND FAILING… or maybe not.

(I'm back!!! <3 )

You’ve never confessed to someone before. Sure, you’ve gotten confessions, but turning people down isn’t the same as actually confessing to someone. And that is why, despite having a crush that has lasted for the better part of a year, you’re confronting Sae byeok only now.

You’re not a coward. You’re just cautious. You’ve been… biding your time.

Sae byeok is quietly sipping her coffee when you surprise her.

“Yo” you wave at her after climbing through the window. The couch dips beside her as you sit, much closer than expected. “What a wonderful day! What’s up?”

Sae byeok looks up, blinking in confusion. “Would it kill you to use the door?”

“Yes” you answer, knowing it doesn’t really bother her. Actually, she was the one who taught you how to come in through the window. “How are you? You look good today, got a spicy date?”

“Right” Sae byeok deadpans. You continue to just stare at her for a minute. Sae byeok raises an eyebrow. “Did you need something or…?”

“Unnie” you call, wiping your sweaty palms on your pants. “Who’s your type?”

Sae byeok looks mildly concerned for you but at least she doesn’t seem tempted to do a spit take.

“I don’t know, I don’t think I really have one. Girls are my type.”

“Everyone has a type” you say, turning and drawing your legs up. Sae byeok doesn’t look down. “What kind of girls? Have you ever thought Jiyeong was cute?”

Sae byeok snorts and it’s not a pretty sound, then she stares at you, fully expecting you to break and indicate you’re just joking, but you’re just there waiting patiently for her to answer.

“Jiyeong?” Sae byeok croaks out as you get up to serve yourself a cup of coffee.

“Yeah, what about Jiyeong?”

She stays silent a little too long and you nod knowingly. Sae byeok likes Jiyeong… you take a deep breath, trying to calm yourself. “I don’t blame you. She’s tall, pretty and smart.”

Sae byeok looks increasingly perturbed. “We’re friends.”

Oh.

“You bicker a lot… so much tension” you say with emphasis as you sit again next to her.

Sae byeok looks mildly nauseated. “Are you in middle school?”

You laugh nervously. “You really care about each other. Sometimes I think she would die for you.”

“Oh my god” she breathes. “Jiyeong and I are just friends.”

“That’s too bad, she’s a really good kisser.”

Sae byeok stares at you and you think this is it, she’s going to punch me in the face and I deserve it, I finally did it, I talked too much shit and now she’s going to break my nose and I’m going to be ugly forever. “You’ve… You’ve kissed her?” she asks, her nostrils flared.  

You shrug, ignoring the way that Sae byeok is now choking on her own tongue. “Yeah. She was the first one I told that maybe I liked girls too, she was like “kiss me” because that’s apparently how sexuality works. We might’ve been drunk, I don’t remember. Anyway it was just once, but she kisses better than most people.”

Sae byeok looks at you, considering, and defensively says, “sounds like she’s your type.”

“Jiyeong?” you laugh, leaning your weight into Sae byeok. “No, we’re too similar. Great friends, though.”

Sae byeok licks her lips. “Who do you,” she says after a minute of complete silence, sounding unlike herself. She’s the assertive one amongst your friends. The one who always has a dry remark at the ready. Hesitation is not normal for her. “What’s your type then?”

You tilt your head in though as she swallows. You lean in, eyes bright, and say, “unnie.”

Sae byeok waits, but you don’t continue. “Yeah?”

“No, I mean you” you say, like it’s nothing, like a a handful of words hasn’t just knocked both your worlds completely sideways. “Is that okay?”

Sae byeok looks like she has everything absolutely under control.

And then “this is not happening” Sae byeoks says, calmly and clearly calmly freaking out. “Did you drink earlier, Y/N? Do you drink alone these days? Because I don’t think that’s a good idea…-” Sae byeok reaches across the table for the mug that’s sitting in front of you and makes to take it away from you, even dodging you when you try to slap her on her wrist.

She smells the coffee as if she’s trying to catch if you added alcohol in it.

You haven’t even managed to put your seduction plan into action yet and Sae byeok thinks you’re an alcoholic.

“Do you like piercings, Sae byeok?” you ask her, out of nowhere. “I’m thinking about piercing my nipples” you add, giving her a long look before dropping your hands to the hem of your shirt. 

“Try to imagine my nipples pierced, do you think they would suit me? I need your help because I really can’t figure this out alone” you say, starting to lift your shirt in the most seductive way you can manage, but Sae byeok panics and lurches to stop you.

Except she forgets she still has a cup of coffee in her hand. The sudden movement causes half of what’s left to spill over her sweats and your legs. “Shit!” Sae byeoks stands up to assess the damage.

You, instead – you’re laughing. You seem to find hilarious the coffee dripping and trailing down her shin. Luckily nothing spilled on the couch, but Sae byeok pulls you up before you move the wrong way and reverse their luck.

Sae byeok puts your mug on the kitchen counter and drags you to the bathroom. It's not very big, just enough to fit a sink, toilet, and standing shower. She wets a hand towel and gives it to you while strips her sweatpants off to wash most of the stain out. She'll throw it in the laundry later.

It doesn't take you very long to clean up. You set the towel on the counter as Sae byeok scrubs the one pant leg with hand soap.

“Unnie, are those crocodiles?”

Sae byeok pauses and follows your line of sight down to her own underwear. She doesn't care about print or color when buying them, but it does mean that yes, there are crocodiles on her butt. “They were on sale.”

“It's cute!” you flip the waistband of your shorts down to reveal a strip of black. “Mine are just plain.”

Sae byeok makes herself look only briefly and keeps her eyes down as she dunks her pants back under the faucet to rinse it out. “Plain is fine” she mumbles, feeling like maybe it's dangerous to be in a small confined space with you right now.

After Sae byeok wrings out her clothes, just enough so it's not dripping everywhere, she turns to leave, but you grab her wrist with one hand and braces the other on the wall over Sae byeok's shoulder.

“I've always wanted to kabedon someone,” you say, looking beside yourself with glee. You take Sae Byeok's sweatpants and toss them onto the floor. It’s amazing how she doesn’t push you off. Hard.

“I need to put those in the wash,” Sae Byeok says instead, shrinking back a little when you move closer, enough that your chest touches Sae byeok’s. The two layers of clothes between them doesn't seem like much at all. "And I'm not wearing pants."

“Unnie,” you say, putting her other hand against the wall too. Your sunny disposition has all but disappeared. “We should finish our conver…-”

“Y/N,” Sae byeok says brusquely and doesn't get any further.

You fall silent as you stare at Sae byeok, trying to ignore how her voice made you shiver.

“I like you too, you can stop trying to seduce me, I get it. You like me and I reciprocate those feelings.”

You stare at her for along second, frozen before you lift one eyebrow and look up at her suspiciously. “Yeah?”

She nods and lift her hand to cuff your cheek. “Yeah” she presses a plush, lingering kiss to your temple.

“Sae-byeok, I don’t know what’s… what’s happening right now” you say, the words tumbling out of your mouth shaking with nerves. “But I really, really hope you aren’t going to laugh at me and call me stupid any second now and say this is all just a joke because I don’t think I’ll be able to take it…-”

“It isn’t. Now stop being a drama queen.”

You worry your bottom lip for a few seconds before you throw yourself into Sae byeok, burying your face in her collarbone. “Then why did you let me act like that, you’re evil… You should have stopped me sooner” you complain embarrassed, your lips brushing against Sae byeok’s skin with every word. You pull back and pout at her. “I didn’t know how to make it more obvious; I was throwing myself at you just sat there sipping your stupid coffee.”

Sae byeok giggles into your collarbone. “I noticed.”

You jab her in the chest. “I was this close to just get in your bed naked and ask you to make out with me. This close.”

Sae byeok colors at the mental image. “You could have just said something.”

You look away, shy. “I was too scared.”

Sae byeok chuckles. “So you mean it would have been easier to get naked in my bed?”

This time you color. “Okay fine, I see your point but…”

Suddenly, Sae byeok lean forward, cutting you off with her lips and nearly knocking you out with her head in the process. Her lips aren’t really soft, but you caste the mint of her toothpaste and the coffee she was drinking.

When you pull away, her eyes are wide, and you know yours are too.

“I didn’t mean to cut you off but…-”

You throw your arms around Sae byeok’s neck with all your might, cutting her off, pressing your lips together firm and sweet. “So is this how it’s gonna be? Of course you would kiss me to shut me up…” you end up sounding a little petulant but you don’t mind.

Sae byeok stares at you silently, as if the solution to every problem had been suddenly revealed.

You open your mouth to ask her what is she thinking about but she doesn’t let you.

Sae byeok backs you up against the sink, pressing the full length of your bodies together and leaning in with a slice of movement, her hands suddenly on either side of your head, in your hair, yanking you forward.

You menage to eke out a long “mmph” sound against her lips.

Sae byeok doesn’t just kiss you she devours you, pauseless and exhaustive, tongue moving ruthlessly between twist, between biting and sucking at your lips. Her mouth is hot and slick and feel so good you make a startled bird-like noise when she licks at your tongue.

Eventually you part again. Sae byeok rolls her tongue on her teeth and swallows.

You turn your head away to breathe huge gulping breaths indignantly. “Oh my god, you know that you can’t literally kiss me to shut me up now?”

“Try me” Sae byeok says, both hands around your face as she kisses you soundly. You can’t find it in yourself to even pretend to protest.

[067supremacy]

When The Reader Is Pregnant x Kang Sae-byeok

Masterlist

Word counter: 850

Requested on Wattpad!

Warnings: pregnant reader. Mentions of a struggle to get pregnant. Mentions of insecurity. Mentions of smut (not very descriptive) and a sickening amount of fluff!!

1. The two of you had wanted a family of your own for a while, and with all the money she had earned from the squid game, the two of you decided to pay the hefty price for a new medical procedure that would produce a baby with both yours and Sae-byeok's genes.

2. Unfortunately for the two of you, the procedure had to be done a few times as your luck just didn't seem to be in. After every failed test, Sae-byeok would embrace you in a tight hug and tell you to remain positive. She will kiss your forehead and tell you that she won't stop until you both have what you want.

3. "If it isn't positive, then we will try again; maybe we could try it with me next time?" she asks, but there was no need..... The pregnancy test comes back positive; a second one also appears positive, and just to be absolutely sure, the third test confirms that you and Kang Sae-byeok we're indeed expecting a child.

4. She is beyond thrilled. Something you hadn't witnessed from your significant other since you met was a high pitched squeal until today. She instantly jumps to her feet and embraces you while showing you all the love she can possibly give.

5. She was already protective of you, but now it is increased x10000000. Someone in the grocery store gets a little too close to you? You best believe she is pushing them out of the way.

6. The first time you experience morning sickness, Sae-byeok is right by your side. She holds your hair behind your head and sits with you until it passes.

7. She always reminds you to eat and drink plenty of water. The girl just wants her baby to be healthy!

8. When the changes to your body start to become noticeable, you feel insecure about how she would see you. However, Sae-byeok loves you all the more for how you look. She particularly loves the bump that begins to protrude. Sae-byeok will always compliment you and kiss you with more passion than ever before. She senses that something is wrong, but this girl does everything in her power to make you smile.

9. When you start to crave certain foods, Sae-byeok finds it very amusing. Not so amusing when your cravings kick in at 1Am, however. Like the amazing girlfriend she is, Sae-byeok will travel to the store to get whatever weird and wonderful food has been on your mind.

10. She will kiss your stomach and talk to her unborn child daily. It's one of the cuter moments that you share with her, as it is like she is in her own little world.

11. She knows that you are capable of doing things on your own. However, she enjoys helping you with the little things, such as carrying items for you or picking something up off the floor.

12. When the bump is large, and you are far along. You and Sae-byeok share the bathtub together. She gets in first and leans back against the tub while you get in after and take up space between her legs. She cuddles you from behind and draws little shapes on the globe of your stomach, all the while giving you tender kisses to the neck, shoulder and cheek.

13. If your muscles begin to ache, Sae-byeok will offer a massage which at first you were sceptical about, but this girl has magic in her hands. Every ache disappears when she gives you a massage.

14. We all know that your hormones go wild when you are pregnant, and it's only a matter of time before Sae-byeok, who is simply in bed relaxing, looks too good.... You need her right now; it's as simple as that. You need release, but your girlfriend wants to take her time with you; this only fuels the hormones to rage all the more. In the end, she gently guides your core against her thigh until your earth shatters and you finish with a scream of your lover's name.

15. It is a cliche, but when the gender is revealed, Sae-byeok instantly begins to style the bedroom of your child to match the gender of the baby.

16. She has a diary full of names for the baby......

17. She reassures you that you will be a great parent and that she can't wait to have a family with you.

18. Sae-byeok names Gi Hun as the godfather, because why not! :’)

Overall, Sae-byeok is amazing throughout the pregnancy. She is kind, caring and highly loyal to you and your unborn child. She takes on responsibilities without any argument as she wants this to be her future and take over all the awful memories from her childhood. She is determined to make sure that the kid has the best life possible, and with the winnings from the games, she will do anything to make that happen. She already has great parental instincts after caring for Cheol so she will make the best mother ever! <3