#aouad suhyeok

[r3flrt]

☆ AOUAD WHEN THEIR CRUSH SLEEPS ON THEIR SHOULDER

synopsis | how aouad reacts to their crush falling asleep on their shoulder ☆ pairing | aouad x gn!reader ☆ wc | 408

note | honestly imagined it happening in my head and just blurted it out on this soo yeah :) (wu-jin’s got removed for some reason it disappeared)

☆ cheong-san

His heart would skip a beat. His face would flush and he would just stare down at your cute sleeping face, trying to keep his cool. Cheong-san is glad to be able to stare at your face. Whenever you did wake up he would just stare at you before complaining about how his shoulder hurt and he wasn’t able to move for so long. Deep down inside he’s happy and he almost says he’s joking when you apologize.

☆ su-hyeok

Su-hyeok wouldn’t know what to do. He would be talking to you on a bench and he felt you land onto his shoulder. “Are you listening to—” he turned to see you sleeping on his shoulder and his heart started beating so fast. He’d move your hair that fell in front of your face, admiring your gorgeous face. He would take his chance, kissing your forehead and rubbing your shoulder.

☆ gwi-nam

The two of you were under the bleachers, talking about the problems of school. The last time he looked over to you, you were playing with your skirt/pants, but by the time he finished his thought you were laying on his shoulder, still barley falling asleep. “Hey!” He taps your arm roughly, looking away when you pushed his hand off. “Please..let me sleep for a little while.” You yawn, placing a hand on his thigh. He’d roll his eyes and scoff, knowing he really didn’t mind.

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[panjakes]

In the end

Summary:Su-heyok and Gwi-nam have been fighting over Yn for a long time but in the end? Su-Hyeok always wins

Parings: SuhyeokxBlackreader

Warnings: cussing, mentions of blood, violence(this one’s pretty long)

Implied black reader, anyone can read

“We’re safe” On-jo says making Su-Hyeok sigh in relief.

“Cheongsan…where’s your sister?” Ms.park asks

Cheongsan looks around the room slowly breaking into a panic

He pokes his head out the window

“Yn! YN!!!” He shouts up but all he heard was growling and then he heard a scream.

Yn’s scream.

“She didn’t come down with us?” On-jo asks

Her breathing became faster. She had just lost Isak now Yn too?

“Im going up!” Cheongsan says going back out the window

“Cheongsan no!” Ms park says grabbing him

Cheongsan looks over at suheyok

“Your so worried about Nam-ra you didn’t even look out for your own girlfriend!” Cheongsan says

“Me? She’s your sister!” Su-heyok says

“She’s your girlfriend! You said you’d look out for her! Now she’s dead!” Cheongsan says going into the corner to cry and about his sister

Everyone looks a Suhyeok with a frown.

“Is something going on between you too?” On-jo asks

“Of course not! You know Yn’s my girlfriend!” Suheyok says

“Enough! Just cut it out!” Ms.park says

“Got damn it!” Yn whispers as she runs through the halls

She had been on the other side of the room when everybody had escaped out the window. As the zombies rushed in she went out the other door and had been running trying to get to the broadcasting room ever since.

As a Hoard of zombies came rushing her way, she ran the opposite way into an empty classroom. When she got inside she slid down the wall covering her mouth as the zombies ran past the classroom looking for her.

“Yn?”

She turns around quickly seeing Gwi-nam hiding in a corner

“Gwi-nam?!”

The boy rushes over to her wrapping his arms around her.

“Oh I’m glad too see you!” Gwi-nam says

The girl awkwardly pats his back. She hadn’t spoken to him since the night he confessed his undying love for her.

She had been doing a great job avoiding him up until this point

“Where have you been?” He asks

“In a classroom.”

“Where’s your brother?”

“We got separated”

“Where’s your boyfriend”

“With my brother” Yn says in an annoyed tone

“Your boyfriend allowed you to be separated from him? Some kind of boyfriend he is” Gwi-nam scoffs

It was quiet for a moment

“You know…you should have chose me” Gwi-nam says bitterly

“Gwi-nam I told you! We’re nothing more than friends! You didn’t even want to be that so you lost me all together” Yn says rolling her eyes

“But with me I would make sure your safe. Not chasing after the class prez” Gwi-nam says chuckling

“Su-hyeok loves me” Yn mumbles

There’s was no doubt in either of their hearts or mind that Su-Hyeok loved lee Yn. The first day he laid eyes on his friends sister he knew he had to have her.

Gwi-nam just wished he could be in Su-hyeok’s place. He wanted Yn’s eyes to shine at the mention of his name like they did when ever someone brought up Su-Hyeok.

“Doesn’t stop him from having feelings for somebody else” Gwinam says harshly

Cheongsan sat in the corner softly sobbing. Hearing his sisters scream was just horrible

“I’m sorry cheongsan” On-jo says rubbing his back

“I’m such a terrible brother” he says sniffing

“No you aren’t” On-jo says

“I am! How the hell am I suppose to explain to my parents that I left their daughter behind while saving my own ass?!” Cheongsan says

On-jo gets quiet not know what to say next. She was just trying to comfort her friend.

“How could we forget about yn” joon-yoong says sighing

“We were so worried about saving ourselves we forgot she was on the other side of the room” Dae-su says sighing

“Hey! Your alive right? Stop crying” Naeyeon says

“How could you say that?! That’s his sister! His bestfriend! My girlfriend” Su-Hyeok says

“Like you actually care. You were so worried about the class prez you let the zombies slaughter your girlfriend” Naeyeon says with a bitter chuckles

Su-Hyeok sighs taking a seat. It was true. And he felt bad. He missed Yn to the bottom of his heart

Nam-ra puts her hand on his shoulder but Su-Hyeok just shrugged her off. Nam-ra sighs and goes to sit in the corner alone.

“I’m sorry Yn.” Su-hyeok whispers wiping his tears

“We have to get out of here. Here take this” Gwi-nam says handing Yn a knife. She hesitantly takes it and follows Gwi-Nam’s lead.

“Slice any zombie that comes our way” Gwi-nam says making her nod 

On Gwi-Nams count, the two ran through the school halls avoiding every zombie that came their way. As the two ran up the stairs Yn trips on the stairs

“Yn!? We don’t have time for your clumsy ass!” Gwi-nam says

“Shut the fuck up!” Yn says kicking her leg

Gwi-nam peeks around her body seeing that a zombie had grabbed her ankle. Yn continues to stomp her foot on the zombies faces

After about four kicks the zombie was tumbling down the stairs but quickly gaining its strength to chase the two.

“Let’s go!” Yn shouts grabbing Gwi-nam’s hand and running up the stairs

The two run some more avoiding more zombies.

“In here!” Gwi-nam says opening the door to the principal’s office. The two rush in killing every zombie in the room.

Yn’s chest moves up and down as she looks around the room at the body’s on the floor. She sigh throwing the knife to the side sitting down at the big desk.

“Shit I’m tired” Gwi-Nam says

Yn was silent just thinking of her brother, bestfriends, and boyfriend. She should be holding hella grudges right now but she couldn’t in this situation. She just wanted them to be alive

“Hey, idiot! Look around for something to eat” Gwi-nam says pulling on one of her puff balls. She smacks his hand away rolling her eyes

“Don’t you know not to touch a black girls hair?” She asks

“Yeah I know, you were pretty serious about it back when we were friends” Gwi-nam says

“So don’t touch it” Yn says

“Just look for food. I know it has to be a mini fridge or something” Gwi-nam says

The next day, On-jo wakes up to Cheongsan looking out the window.

“Nobody came” he says

“They’ll come” On-jo says

Cheongsan scoffs and walks away from the window. Soon everybody was starting to wake up.

“Hey, Cheongsan” Su-hyeok says

Cheongsan looks up to See Su-hyeok standing in front of him holding a purple bookbag with colorful pins and patches. He recognized it. It belonged to yn.

“How’d you get this?” He asks

“She…told me to hold. Thought you might want it” Su-hyeok says

Cheongsan slowly reaches for the bookbag slowly opening it. Cheongsan sadly smiles at the things she had in her bag. Nothing school related just the things she felt like she needed

He pulled out a picture out of one of the pockets. It was a picture of him and her when they were kids. Their parents had took them to the beach and the two of them had a “sand fight”. Sand got in both of their hair and it was all over their skin

Cheongsan laughed at the memory,a tear dropping onto the photo.

Yn woke up to a lot of talking. She groans turning over on the couch

“Gwi-nam stop talking to yourself” She mumbles

“I’m not! I’m talk to the dumb ass principal” He responds back

Yn shoots up at the mention of an adult. Maybe he could help

“Sir! Have you been here this whole time?” Yn asks

“Yes! Now I need you and Gwi-nam to go and get my car!” The principal says making the two frown

“Yeah no. Not happening” Gwi-nam says

“You idiot kids! Do as your told” the principal says making Yn sigh

“He will be no help” Yn says walking over to the desk. She starts going through it to find something that could possibly help the two out

She was so focus on the task at hand she didn’t noticed the principal and Gwi-nam fighting over his knife.

“Yn come help me tie him up” Gwi-nam says

“No” Yn says

“No?! What do you mean no?!” He asks in shock

“Why do we need to tie him up?” Yn asks

“I’m tying him up to protect you!” Gwi-nam says

“Protect me? From what? Him?! He’s harmless!” Yn says

“Yn I swear…if I Die protecting your ass I’ll bite you first” Gwi-Nam says

“Your trippin. There’s literally nothing to protect me from!” Yn says

“Yeah there it is! Those flesh eating things out there! He could be one for all we know!” Gwi-nam shouts

“I am the principal! Let me go!” The principal says thrashing around in Gwi-nams arms

"Honestly sir I don't think titles matter at this point in time" Yn says

"You idiot kids! Do as your told!" The principal shouts. Finally getting out of Gwi-nam’s grip.Before Yn could speak again Gwi-nam raised his knife at the principal

"Whoa Gwi-nam wat are you doing?" Yn asks

"Grab his keys. Me and you are getting out of here he says

“Like hell you are!" The principal says

"Grab his keys then something to tie him with" Gwi nam says

"Uh no." Yn says

"Why not?!' Gwinam asks

"If the police find out a black girl tied him up l'm fucked!” Yn says raising her hands in surrender

"Fine l'Il do it myself" he says. Then the door opens and in runs Cheongsan

"Cheongsan! Great your here help me tie him up your dumbass sister won’t help”Gwi-nam says

Cheongsan frowns at the mentioning of his sister. He looks over seeing Yn. Standing over the desk alive. Well and healthy. Cheongsan starts tearing up walking over to his sister

“I thought you died! I heard a scream” he says wrapping his arms around her

“Oh please! It’ll take more than a couple of zombies to kill me!” Yn says smirking

“Su-Hyeok is crying over you. We have to go” cheongsan says

“Su-hyeok, Su-hyeok, Su-hyeok…what’s so important about that idiot? Huh yn? What’s he got that I don’t?” Gwi-nam asks

“Your a bully…why would she want to be with you?” Cheongsan asks

“Please. Suheyok use to hang with us” Gwi-nam chuckles

“Stop being Human trash. Your not hard” cheongsan says

“Excuse me?!” Gwi-Nam says

“You’ll just always be the bully’s gopher. Your just a loser” Cheongsan says

“I’m not!” Gwi-nam shouts

“Prove it” cheongsan says

Just then Gwi-Nam pushes the knife into the principal’s neck shocking the siblings

Yn gasps as cheongsan lowers the phone. Cheongsan wastes no time grabbing Yn’s arm,running through the hallway.

“Get to the broadcasting room! That’s where everybody is!” Cheongsan says

“No! I’m not leaving you!” Yn says

“Yn stop being stubborn and do what I say!” Cheongsan says

“No!” Yn says

The two rush into the library filled with zombies and Gwi-nam hot on their tail

“Cheongsan! Give me the phone and Yn” Gwi-nam demands

“Give you?! Excuse me?!” Yn asks

“Yn! Come here! I love you got damn it!” Gwi-nam says

“I’m not giving you the phone nevertheless my sister” Cheongsan says

“Shall I kill you for them both?” Gwi-nam asks

“You think I want to be with you after threatening my brother?” Yn asks

“I’ll kill your brother and that punk Su-hyeok if it means I can have you!” Gwi-nam says launching himself at cheongsan on the shelf

Yn watched as the two tussled back and forth. Yn tried her best throwing books at Gwi-nams back.

Yn watches as Cheongsan digs the corner of the phone into Gwi-Nam’s eye. As Gwi-nam was focused on the pain in his eye cheongsan took that as an opportunity to throw him over the shelf

Yn flinches at Gwi-nam’s screams. Cheongsan jumps over to the next shelf grabbing Yn

“Let’s go! Now!” He says as they get up and make a run for it.

“There he is! Someone’s with him!” Dae-su points out

“Who?!” On-jo asks looking at the screen closely

“It’s Yn!” Su-Hyeok shouts

“Are you sure?” Wu-Jin asks

“I think I know my girlfriend when I see her” Su-hyeok says

Nam-ra flinches at the term girlfriend

“That’s definitely her!” Joon-yoong says smiling

“She’s not dead!” Dae-su shouts hugging woojin

Everyone in the room start to cheer and jump around.

“Well we have to get to them!” On-jo says

“Yeah, let’s make a plan” Suhyeok says

“They are idiots! Why would they come here! They could get hurt!” Cheongsan says walking back and forth

“Honestly chill out. I bet on-jo didn’t want you to come down here and you still went” Yn says making cheongsan quiet

“Exactly!” Yn says

It was quiet for a moment. Cheongsan takes a seat next to his sister grabbing her hand

“Do you think mom and dad are okay?” Yn asks

“Most definitely! Moms spirt will keep her alive” cheongsan says smiling making Yn laugh

Su-Hyeok gasp as Gwi-nam kicks him in the stomach

“You were always the better fighter than me. You got the girl I want, and for that. I will kill you” Gwi-nam says smirking

“You think Yn will be with you after killing me?” Su-hyeok asks holding his stomach

“SHE HAS NO CHOICE!” Gwi-nam shouts going to punch Su-hyeok but Su-hyeok grabs his hand

“She does! And she’ll choose me every time” Su-Hyeok screams

Gwi-nam growls before snatching his hand away and punches Su-Hyeok in the face.

Nam-ra took the opportunity and jumped on Gwi-nam’s back. The two struggled with each other before Gwi-nam bit her on the arm then threw her to the ground

While Gwi-nam was focused on her. Su-heyok jumped up and pushed him out the window.

All you could hear was heavy breathing and zombie growls

“Yn’s your girlfriend?” Nam-ra asks

“Yeah…come on” Su-heyok says making the girl frown

Yn and cheongsan’s laughing stopped as the doors busted open and in runs their friends closing the curtains so their zombie-fied classmates wouldn’t see them.

“Are you guys okay?!” Cheongsan says

On-jo quickly sends a kick to The boys ankle making him fall over onto the desk

“You idiot I told you not to go!” On-jo screams

Su-Syeok looks over Cheongsan’s head seeing Yn trying her best not to laugh. He smiles before it turns into frown

He slowly walks over to Yn trying his best not to tear up.

“Y-Yn” he says

Yn stops her cackling looking up at Su-hyeok. She smiles pushing her long box braids out of her face. She opens her arms making Su-hyeok run into them

“Yn baby I’m sorry! I-I thought you were dead! I-I thought I lost you forever” Su-hyeok says sobbing into her neck

“Ew your getting snot on my edges!” Yn jokes

“I’m serious Yn! It all happened to quick…I thought you were dead” he says

“Well I’m alive” Yn says smiling

“You don’t know how sorry I am Yn. When we get out of here I’ll treat you to a meal” Su-hyeok says with a weak smile

“I’ll hold you too that” Yn says returning the smile

Su-Hyeok leans in connecting their lips in a passionate kiss.

Nam-ra stood in the back sulking. She really thought she had a chance. She thought,he liked her.

His love for Yn was strong. There was no way she could beat that. Or beat Yn for that matter.

“I’ll never leave your side again” Su-hyeok says rubbing his thumb across yns hand

“Alright that’s enough! Get your sweaty hands off my bestfriend” Joonyoung says going to hug Yn

“I happen to like Su-Hyeok sweaty” Yn says smirking. Su-hyeok blushes while Joonyoung gags

“Gross” he and cheongsan say at the same time

“Uh Nam-ra…were you bitten?” Hyeorang asks making the attention turn to nam-ra

“No! It’s not a zombie bite” Su-hyeok says jumping to her defense instantly annoying Yn

“So what is it” cheongsan says holding up a paper stand

“It’s gwi-nam, he bit her”Su-hyeok says making The two siblings look at each other in shock

“Your lying” cheongsan says

“I’m not!! He bit you didn’t he” su-hyeok says to nam-ra who didn’t say a word

“Baby…Gwi-nam died” Yn says looking at Su-hyeok sadly

“No he didn’t! I fought him!” Su-hyeok says

“No. He died. He fell into a bunch of zombies and was bitten” cheongsan says

“It’s true. I seen it” Yn says

Su-hyeok looks at Yn with a confused face

“You sure it was Gwi-nam?” He asks

“Positive. I wouldn’t lie to you” Yn says looking up at the taller boy

Su-hyeok looks over at nam-ra with a sigh

After a long,dangerous trip, the group made it to the rooftop. After facing disappointment that the helicopter flew away and not looking back for them. Night had fallen and they had to spend yet another night at the school.

After an awkward confession, Joonyoung decided to lighten the mood

“So Yn, Su-hyeok…how’d you two end up together?” Joonyoung asks

Nam-ra’s ear perked up at the question. She too would like to know

“Your my bestfriend, you should know” Yn points out

“But I don’t, so tell us” Joonyoung says smirking

“Well, his English was, and still is, ass! And Ms.park made me tutor him” Yn says making everyone laugh

“My English isn’t that bad” su-heyok says laughing

“It’s terrible. Anyway I would tutor him at my house. The more and more our sessions went on the more and more we fell for each other” Yn says smiling up at Su-hyeok

“You just couldn’t get tutor. You HAD to make my bestfriend your girlfriend?” Joonyoung says in an annoyed face

“I couldn’t help it, she was super cute and super sweet..and super flirty” Su-hyeok says making the group laugh

“How i fount out, I walked in on them making out” cheongsan says rolling his eyes

“Knock first” Yn says sticking her tongue out at her brother who scoffed

The friendly conversation was stopped by the scream of On-jo. Everyone turned their heads in her direction gasping at the sight of a bloody Gwi-nam. Cheongsan and Yn gasp. He was alive

“Cheongsan…give me your eye” he says smirking

“Gwi-nam?” Yn whispers

Gwi-nam turns his attention to the girl smirking.

“Ah,love. Come here” Gwi-nam says smirking as he walks closer to the girl

“S-stay back! Your suppose to be dead!” Yn says holding her arm out

“Ah, I was. But I’m a god and gods don’t die” Gwi-nam says walking closer to the girl

“Stop! That doesn’t make sense! I seen you die”Yn says as he grabs her wrist

“You left me to die. I know it’s not your fault. Your dumbass brother made you leave. It’s okay I forgive. I still love you, you can still be my goddess” Gwi-nam says making Yn shake her head

“Goddes? Gwi-nam wat are you saying?” Yn asks

“Be my goddess and we will rule this school”Gwi-nam says

Su-hyeok grabs yn’s wrist

“She’ll pass” Su-hyeok says. You can see the anger in his eyes

“Ah, Su-hyeok you punk. She can make her own decisions. Leave. Before I kill you too”Gwi-nam says pointing his head to the door

“If I leave she’s going with me”Su-hyeok says pushing the brown skin girl behind him

Gwi-nam sighs before running a hand through his hair

“Yn come here”

“No Gwi-nam. Just leave this little feud is stupid” Yn says

Those words made the mullet boy throw a fit.

“Damn it yn! I love you! Can’t you see. This idiot isn’t man enough for you! He left you for dead to save another girl! He.doesn’t.care.about.you.I’m the man you need! I’ll take better care of you!” He shouts at the top of his lungs

“GWI-NAM STOP! You’ve bullied her friends! Tried to kill her friends! You tried to kill her brother do really think she wants to be with you!?” Su-hyeok asks

“SHUT THE HELL UP!” Gwi-nam shouts pushing Su-hyeok across the roof

He stalks over to the boy grabbing him by his shirt about to punch him but Yn jumps in front of his fist

“Just stop! Just fucking stop! I don’t love you gwi-nam. My heart is with Su-hyeok” Yn says

“Wow. You’d really chose this prick over me in the end? I’m your god Yn!” Gwi-nam says standing up

“Your no god. Your a fucking imbecile. Even during the apocalypse your still human trash” Yn says

“DONT SAY THAT!!”

Hearing that from the girl he loves hurts. She couldn’t feel that way. It was her dumb brother filling her ear with lies.

“I will NEVER love a person like you” Yn says hurting the boy even more

Gwi-nam takes a step back in shock.

“That’s how you feel? So be it….everyone who isn’t cheongsan, Su-hyeok, and Yn leave” Gwi-nam says

Nobody moves.

“You choose this dumb fuck over me? I’ll just have to kill you too”

Hearing this, cheongsan charges at Gwi-nam. He won’t be killing him or his sister.

The group of friends follow his actions and helps him out.

Su-hyeok lands a punch on Gwi-nam just for him to throw him across the roof. Yn runs up roundhouse kicking gwi-nam.

“I loved you, you should have chose me” Gwi-nam whispers to Yn before shoving her, not as hard as he did Su-hyeok.

Nam-ra finally had enough and decided to throw his ass off the roof.

It was quiet as everybody was out of breath and tired from jumping their common enemy

“You okay?” Cheongsan asks checking Yn for any wounds

“I’m fine, are you okay?” She asks making the boy nod

Yn quickly gets up running to be by Su-hyeoks side.

He groans in pain holding his side

“Su-hyeok baby are you okay?!”Yn asks cradling the boy’s head in her lap

“I-I’m fine. Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you did he?” Su-hyeok ask

“I’m fine” he says slowly sitting up with yn’s help

“Your not! Let me see” Yn says lifting his shirt seeing a purple bruise

“I’m okay Yn I promise” Su-hyeok says standing up

“Your not so stop lying” Yn says grabbing his arm

“As long as your okay I’m okay”Su-hyeok says smiling

“I’m fine. Learn to put yourself first Su-hyeok please. I don’t want to lose you” Yn says with a frown

Su-hyeok grabs her chin making her look up at him

“You’ll never lose me. Thank you for choosing me” Su-hyeok says smiling. Yn returns the smile wrapping her arms around his waist

“I’ll always choose you in the end” Yn says

“It’ll always be you Yn” Su-hyeok says staring into the girls eyes

“It better be” Yn says making the dark haired boy chuckle. He rests his forehead on hers.

“Your so beautiful, I love you so much Yn”Su-hyeok says staring into her eyes lovingly

“I love you too Bare-su” Yn says making the boy chuckle again

Nam-ra watched from the corner as the couples lips connecting for a sweet and passionate kiss. She sighs

As long as he’s happy.

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

And So You Thought... Word Count : 5.7k TW : depictions of gore ; reader doubts ; zombie apocalypse ; kind of episode 1 & 2 spoilers, but also canon divergence by a lot ; Suhyeok being a really good boyfriend ; Request : Anonny asked "Can you write a Su-hyeok x reader angst to comfort?"

“I was gonna go play basketball before lunch was over... or do you want me to wait for you to finish your lunch? I can stay with you until you’re done, and we can walk back to class together.” Suhyeok sat beside you at the lunch table, his chin resting against his knuckles as he watched you, the feeling of his eyes on your face had you burning up under his gaze, but you quickly shook your head, giving him a tight lipped smile as you swallowed down the the food that you had been chewing. 

“I’ll meet up with you in class, don’t worry.” It was your usual response considering he asked every day, and you thought that at some point he’d expect what you were going to say and just stop asking, but maybe he expected you to one day just agree to let him sit beside you until you were finished so he could actually walk you to class. 

A soft hum drifted through his lips as he finally stood up, pressing a swift kiss to the top of your head before ruffling your hair. “Try to focus on eating your lunch instead of reading, jagi. It’ll keep your food from getting cold.” He teased, causing you to whip your head around and stick your tongue out at him which had both him and Cheongsan laughing. “Try to at least finish by the time Onjo and Cheongsan finish so you can walk up with them, okay?” He was right back to being serious and you simply nodded your head in agreement before looking back down at the pages of your book as he walked away. 

With your lunch barely finished, you pushed away from the lunch table, only closing your book long enough to empty your tray in the garbage. “You’re not walking with us? We’re almost done if you want to wait…” Onjo called out to you as you walked by the table, but you simply shook your head, opening your book once more as you headed to the door. 

The sound of screaming sounded from outside, and when you lifted your head you saw a swarm of students rushing towards the doors, the glass cracking as they slammed their fists against it to try to get in. “What the hell…?” You whispered to yourself, frozen in your spot as the glass shattered and the students fell to the floor in front of you. It wasn’t until you saw someone… or something that had once been a someone come running towards the lunch room, they seemed rabid, and you were stunned into silence when you saw one of these… things bite into someone, tearing their flesh from their neck, the chunk of skin dangling from the mouth of this once student. 

“Come on! Move!” Cheongsan shouted as he grabbed the bag of your sweater, yanking you away from the doors and the hoard of students and used to be students. “Go! Go with Onjo!” He screamed, pushing you towards her as he pushed back the crazed students that had no emotions in their eyes, their teeth bared as they snapped at Cheongsan and anyone else that ran past them. 

“What the hell is going on?!” You screamed over the commotion in the lunch room as you and Onjo tried to find anywhere to go, a way to escape the chaos and the horror that was unfolding in front of your eyes. 

There was no response, and everything was moving so fast yet so slow as you both watched people that you used to chat with in the halls getting attacked by these vicious students, or pushed aside by other students that were just as scared trying to find a way out. “I… I don’t know… Cheongsan!!” She called out his name, calling him over as she pointed to a window, seemingly the only means to an escape from the lunchroom. 

“Go! Go go go!” He shouted back, rushing over to where you and Onjo stood, dodging everyone and everything that came towards him until he reached the both of you, pushing you both up through the window. “We have to get up to the classroom…” He panted out as he climbed through the window after you and Onjo. “Let’s go.” 

“Suhyeok…” You whispered, your heart sinking as you thought of your boyfriend that had left before you, hoping that he had made it to the classroom already, that he was safe. “What’s happening…?” 

Cheongsan shook his head, pushing you forward as Onjo tugged against the sleeve of your sweater, pulling you forward. “We can ask questions later, we need to get somewhere safe. Suhyeok is fine though… I’m sure of it.” The way his assuring words were simply tacked onto the end, it wasn’t as reassuring as you assumed they were supposed to be, but you didn’t really have the time to ask anything else or prod more as the sound of snarling and screaming grew closer, proving that whatever was going on, it was happening everywhere on the campus. 

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Cheongsan and Onjo slammed their fists against the door to the classroom as the hoard of used to be students rushed towards them. Gyeongsu quickly opened the doors, allowing them to come in and catch their breath. “You made it… Oh my god!” Suhyeok exclaimed when he saw the two bracing themselves against their knees, sweat dripping from their foreheads, but his smile quickly fell when he looked behind them and saw that you weren’t there. “Where’s Y/N?” 

His voice was flat, and his steps were quick, carrying him to the door to look out the windows, wishing to find you somewhere in the multitude of monsters, but also praying that you weren’t there, for your safety and his own sanity. “She was… she was right behind us…” Onjo stammered out, standing up straight and spinning around as if you’d miraculously show up right behind her or beside her. “I knew she was there… Right Cheongsan?” 

Cheongsans head nodded quickly, his eyebrows furrowed as he silently questioned where you could have gone, or what could have happened while the three of you were running up to the classroom. “She was, she really was. We had to run and… Maybe she got caught up somewhere… Maybe she’s hiding somewhere. She’ll be okay…” 

Suhyeok felt like his heart had fallen into the deepest pit of his stomach, his knees buckling as he leaned against the wall to hold himself up. “I need to go find her… She can’t be alone… She’s… I need to find her.” And, as if like a zombie himself, he started walking towards the door, his thoughts focused only on you, finding you. 

“Hey! Hey, stop!” Gyeongsus voice was panicked as he tried to keep the door shut while Suhyeok tried to open it, the sound of the struggle drawing the attention of the zombified students towards the classroom. “She’s fine! You need to just calm down. We’ll find her! Right now we need to think of what we’re gonna do while we wait to be rescued. I’m sure someone called the police or something, and they’ll find her too… Just be patient.”

Patience… It was a crazy thing to be expected to have right now with everything that was going on. “How can I be patient at a time like this? Y/N is somewhere in the school… She’s probably alone and scared…” His jaw was set, he looked like a man that was about to risk it all, but he knew that doing so would risk the lives of everyone else in the room. “Why didn’t you look after her? Why didn’t you make sure she was with you?” His voice was low, filled with fear that he felt not knowing where exactly you were, laced with the anger he felt towards Cheongsan for not protecting you. 

“What do you mean? How was I supposed to protect her, Onjo, and myself?” Cheongsan retorted, and it was obvious that he was on the defensive, especially considering the fact that it seemed like Suhyeok was blaming him for you not being there right now. “Why weren’t you there to keep her safe, to get her out of the cafeteria? Huh? What was so important that you had to leave early? Hmm? Is it because you had to meet up with Namra again?” The sudden accusatory question had Suhyeok jumping out of the chair that he had settled in, his ears burning a bright red but his nostrils flared with his anger. 

“Don’t.” He practically growled through gritted teeth, his finger pressed against Cheongsans chest. “I’m not with Namra, I can’t believe you’d accuse me of that when my girlfriend is literally missing.” 

Cheongsan chuckled humorlessly, stepping back from the prodding fingertip of Suhyeok, his lips pursed as he looked between his friend and the girl in question, the class president standing in the back of the room near the windows, her hair creating a curtain to shield her face, or maybe to block out the scrutinizing looks of everyone else in the room. “I never accused you of that… You’re the one who brought it up, not me.” 

Syhyeok huffed loudly, taking a step towards Cheongsan, only for Gyeongsu to step in between them, placing his hands against both of their chests. “Stop it, both of you… Seriously. The last thing anyone needs is the stress of the two of you fighting. Just cut it out.” He said, already sounding exhausted. “Can we just try to figure out how to get in touch with someone… anyone? The police should have been here by now if someone called… Them or the fire department… Where are they?” 

“We need to find a phone… Does anyone have a phone… Anything? Anyone?” Daesu asked, standing in the center of the room. “I mean, there’s not much else that anyone can do, right?” Suhyeok nodded in agreement, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he turned away from Cheongsan. “Someone in the class has to have kept their phone…” 

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You had managed to make it to one of the empty rooms, barricading the door and shutting the curtains before finally allowing yourself to break down as you tried to process and comprehend what was really going on. You didn’t fully understand it, and you probably never would, but based on the absolute chaos and the scenes of havoc that you passed by while you had been running with Cheongsan and Onjo… It looked like a scene straight out of a zombie apocalypse movie. The only question was… What had caused it? When did it even start? Everything had seemed perfectly fine while you were at lunch and even before you had gone to the cafeteria. 

Now probably wasn’t the time for you to be trying to rationalize what was happening, and it surely wasn’t the time for you to be trying to figure out a timestamp for when it had happened. You needed to find a way to get to the others. Did they even notice that you were gone? Did they even care? Was Suhyeok somewhere safe? Had he met up with Cheongsan and Onjo? Did he care that you weren’t there? 

So many questions were running through your mind, and while they weren’t the best questions to be asking yourself, the noise in your own head was blocking out the sounds of screams coming from outside and the stomach turning guttural noises that were coming from the zombie-like students out in the hallway. You weren’t sure what was a better noise to be heard to be quite honest. 

Maybe Suhyeok had met up with Namra again, just like he always did after lunch. He didn’t think you knew, but you heard around the school the rumors that the two of them were seeing each other on the side. You never wanted to believe it, but you couldn’t help but wonder if that was the reason why he hadn’t come back to the cafeteria to try to help you… Maybe he was helping Namra instead. 

A loud thud against the door to the broadcasting room had you jumping out of your mind, back into the situation of the present which wasn’t at all better than the doubtful thoughts that plagued your brain. “Shit…” You muttered, cursing yourself for falling behind when you were with Cheongsan and Onjo. You had tripped once, and they were gone before you knew it, leaving you to either try to catch up with them and potentially get caught by one of the “zombies”, or run into the empty room in the hall and hope for someone to come find you. 

The worst part was that you didn’t even know where exactly you were right now, you didn't know what floor you were on. You had been running so fast, all you wanted to do was get to safety, and now you didn’t even know the room number of your safe haven was. Your phone had been taken at the start of class along with everyone else’s, so you didn’t even have a way to get in touch with anyone else either. You felt stranded, and you were trapped, and you didn’t know how long you’d be stuck in that room, but you hoped that someone would come rescue you. 

Running had been exhausting, and you at some point had fallen asleep against the wall in the corner of the room, leaving you with the worst neck cramp when you finally awoke. The funniest part, if you could use that word to describe it, was the fact that the nightmare that had startled you from your slumber wasn’t even about the zombies that hungered for your flesh that stood just a few feet away outside the wooden doors. No. Your nightmares were about Suhyeok and finding him with Namra, about him falling out of love with you, that is, if he even loved you anyway. 

The sky outside had turned dark, the moon now hung high, surrounded by stars… If you could just stare at the night sky forever, you would surely be able to forget about the hell that you were currently living in. No one had come to find you yet… Were they waiting for you to come to them? They wouldn’t expect you to go out on your own, right? No, if they really cared about you, they’d come to you… Maybe they really had forgotten about you. It didn’t matter though… Not them… They might have forgotten… But someone was bound to come soon. Someone had to come… You’d be okay, and you’d get out of there, with or without them. 

The front door to the broadcasting room opened slowly, and you could feel your heart stop and your stomach drop as you silently said your final goodbyes to everyone, the sentiments mixed in with curses at yourself for being foolish enough to not barricade the front door along with the back. “Y/N?” The voice was no more than a whisper, but it was familiar, and in the current situation, it was almost angelic. Someone had come to save you, and while it wasn’t who you expected, they were almost better. “Oh, thank goodness you’re alright… You’re okay, aren’t you?” 

You lifted your tear budded eyes to look up, nodding your head slowly in agreement. “Ms. Park…” You whispered the name, wondering if maybe the sight of her was nothing more than a vivid hallucination brought on by a mixture of exhaustion, dehydration, and hunger. “Are you okay? Do you know what’s happening?” 

A saddened breath left her, one that sounded almost pained as she blocked off the front door of the classroom and moved closer to you. “I’m okay… I don’t understand but… Have you seen the others? Is everyone else okay?” Her question had you dropping your gaze and shrugging your shoulders. You knew nothing. “It’s okay… Just… I’m glad you’re okay.” She looked around the room for a moment before heading into the recording room, and before you could question what she was doing, a loud crackle came over the intercom system. 

The way she spoke, the speech that she made… Had she thought of it on her way to the room? It sounded like a farewell, like she was saying goodbye to everyone. Did she know something that the rest of you didn’t? How much had she seen on her way here? Was everyone able to hear her? The thought had you pushing yourself up off the floor and running into the recording room, asking her with your eyes if you could say something, and she quickly took a step back for you to take her place in front of the microphone. 

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“Uhm… Hi… I’m still here… I’m still alive…” Ms. Parks voice had seemed like a god send, to know that there was still someone in the school that could help, that could call the authorities, but hearing your voice… It was like hearing an angel, and that’s exactly what Suhyeok thought as his feet carried him closer to the intercom speaker, his hand reaching up to the little box in the corner of the room. “Suhyeok… Cheongsan… Onjo… If you hear this… I hope you’re okay. I’m okay… Stay safe… I’ll see you all soon I hope…” 

And then the speaker went silent, and while Suhyeoks heart had soared at the sound of your voice just a mere second ago, now the lack of it had his heart breaking and fresh tears brimming along his lower lashes. “She’s alive… Did you hear that? She’s alive…” He murmured, his hand still pressed against the speaker box, wishing that you’d just get back on and talk to him, even if you couldn’t hear his responses, he needed to hear you, to know that you were okay still, he needed that constant reassurance. “In the broadcasting room… They’re in the broadcasting room. We have to get there.” 

He was rushing towards the door, and once again, he had to be held back by the men in the room. “Let’s wait for morning to move. We won’t be able to see if anything comes at us in the dark. She’s been fine this whole time, and now she’s with Ms. Park… She’ll be fine for a couple more hours. You’ll see her again.” Cheongsans voice was strained as he helped to hold Suhyeok back, but he finally went limp, his entire body loose in Cheongsans arms. “We need to get some rest if we’re going out there… Everyone just… Try to get some sleep. We’ll move to the broadcasting room in the morning.” 

It sounded so easy when it was said… Just getting to the broadcast room, it should have been as easy as going downstairs to the next class… But it proved almost impossible considering the hallways were swarmed with zombies and even the slightest sound drew their attention. It was like walking out into a war zone and there were enemies everywhere. 

Some faces were familiar, bringing a pang of guilt to Suhyeoks chest whenever he had to fight one off. It was hard to fight any of them, knowing that just 24 hours ago these were the same people that had smiled and waved to him, these were the same people that he had conversed with in the hallways on multiple occasions, and now these same people were rushing after him with dead eyes, fueled only by their hunger. The only thing that was keeping him moving forward now was the thought of you waiting for him, and he knew he had to get to you, he had kept you waiting long enough. 

“We can’t keep going, there’s too many!” Wujin shouted as he and the rest of the guys tried to fight off the hoards. “There’s a classroom right here! Come on! We’ll just wait it out!” He screamed to Suhyeok who was still trying to push forward to get down the next set of stairs. “Come on!” He screamed, shoving back the zombied students before sliding open the classroom door, letting the girls run in and then following behind them into the room. 

“Fuck!” Suhyeok shouted, kicking back one of the desks in frustration before going over to the window. “She’s waiting for me… she called for me… She probably thinks something happened…” His fingers ran through his hair as he leaned his head against the window pane, breathing heavily from the physical exertion of just getting down one floor. “What if something happened to her while she was waiting for me…?” 

Cheongsan shook his head, patting Suhyeok on the shoulder. “I’m sure she’d rather wait a little longer to see you than to see you as a zombie. We’ll get down there, but we need to be smart about it. Okay?” Suhyeok swallowed thickly, hating the fact that Cheongsan was right, but not arguing against him because he was right. He knew that if the roles were reversed and he was the one waiting for you to come to him, he’d want you to be safe and smart with every move you made. “I’ve got a plan… let’s just wait a little longer, and then I’ll see if it works.” 

Joonyeong reluctantly tapped both of them on the shoulders, his lips pulled into a thin line as they both turned to look at him. “We’ve got a problem…” He whispered, turning his attention towards the windows that lined the wall looking out towards the hallway. “One of the windows broke… well… two of the windows broke…” Both of the men’s eyes widened as they saw the hands of the zombies, their snarls louder than ever now. The plan couldn’t wait… They had to move, and they had to move now. 

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“None of them have come yet…” You mumbled, your knees folded against your chest in the corner of the room, the corner that had essentially become your own, the small space somehow making you feel safer. “Something must have happened.” 

You knew that being pessimistic wasn’t the right way to be at the moment, everyone needed to be as optimistic as possible, but sometimes a little bit of pessimism went a long way. When your mind was so filled with negativity, the slightest positive thing that happened seemed more amazing than ever. It was a shit way to look at things, but it was how you got through most days, and right now, you felt that that thought process was appropriate. “Hey, don’t think that way.” Ms. Park spoke softly in response, and even though her words told you to think differently, you could see it in her eyes, she was being just as pessimistic as you were. “I’m sure it’s hard for them to get down here… Let’s just… Hold onto hope.” 

That was the hard part though, holding onto hope, it felt like you had been holding onto it forever, your hands were growing tired, your nails were digging into your palms. Why hold on when you could just let go? “Sure… Hold onto hope… Let’s do that.” You mumbled, letting your head drop forward to rest against your knees. There was no sense in being hopeful. The lack of first responders, the lack of literally anyone coming to get you, Ms. Park, and whoever else might be left out of the school… You had given up on having hope. 

You were about to get up, head into the recording booth to have a couple minutes to yourself, the only place where you felt you could lose what was left of your sanity in peace, when a loud banging came against the window. It didn’t make sense, it looked like the end of a firehose, and while your interest was peaked to see who had thrown it, Ms. Park had immediately stood in front of you as if she were blocking you or protecting you from something. “Stay back… Okay?” She held her arm out in front of you as you nodded your head, taking a step back yourself just to be on the safe side, but then you saw a pair of shoes, and pants, and… maybe this was far fetched, but you were quite sure that a zombie student wouldn’t be able to climb down a hose ladder so well, or at all. 

And then, as if on queue, Gyeongsu appeared outside the window, his eyes wide when he saw you and Ms. Park standing there, and it took no more than a second for you both to rush to the window and throw it open, pulling him in to safety. “Y-You’re okay, right? What’s happening out there? What’s going on? Where is everyone?” You had so many questions, but he simply shook his head, leaning back out the window, much to your worry, and then shouting up to someone to come down. “There’s others with you? Is it Onjo? Cheongsan? Who all is with you?” 

But one by one, your questions were answered as everyone climbed down, being helped in by you and Ms. Park until the last person arrived. 

“Y/N…” Suhyeok whispered your name as if it were a prayer leaving his lips, his hands bloodied, reaching out to grab your face, turning your head this way and that before grabbing your hands and looking them over. “You’re okay… You’re really okay. I was so worried about you, and I wanted to look for you, I wanted to find you… Cheongsan wouldn’t le-” 

He had talked enough, and the only thing you wanted in that moment was to be held by him, to know 100% that he was real, that he had really made it, that he was okay and you were okay and you’d both be together from here on out. “I didn’t think you’d come…” You whispered, moving away from his chest to look around at everyone in the room, all of their eyes on you and Suhyeok at the moment, but there was one pair of eyes that had you stepping back and looking up at him, your eyebrows furrowing and your smile wavering. “You didn’t come back to the cafeteria… Why did you have to leave anyway… You always have to leave…” You took another step back, accidentally bumping into Wujin who grabbed onto your shoulders to steady you, but quickly dropped his hands when Suhyeok casted a glare in his direction. 

“I thought Cheongsan would have been able to get you up to the classroom, I thought you’d be okay. I didn’t… I wanted to go back and find you, but I thought you’d be safe with him. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you… I should have been.” You hated the fact that everyone was staring at you, and even though you couldn’t see them doing it, you could feel the heat of their eyes on your back and it was making you uncomfortable. “I was gonna go play some basketball after lunch… That’s why I left early… The weather was nice and, I just thought I’d do that before class…” 

You nodded your head, keeping your eyes down as you reluctantly began your walk back towards him, a pang of guilt in your chest for the assumptions that had filled your mind. “But you saved Namra… The two of you climbed in through the window together right before Cheongsan and Onjo got into the class.You were holding hands and everything.” Daesu exclaimed, and everyone in the room let out a collective groan of annoyance at his sudden urge to announce it. “Sorry…” He muttered, realizing just a second too late that he shouldn’t have said anything at all, but the damage was done and you froze in place in the middle of the room. 

“You… saved her?” You whispered, letting the words roll off your tongue as if you were testing them, tasting them, and you hated the bitter aftertaste they left in your mouth. “Y/N… jagi… listen…” He tried to speak but you shook your head faster, your eyes squeezed shut as you held your hands up, not wanting him to get close to you. “No… No, I get it… She’s worth saving. Heaven forbid something happens to the class president… You couldn’t possibly let that happen, right? Make sure she’s safe, wouldn’t want her to be alone… Just leave your girlfriend to fend for herself, by herself… No, that’s fine.” 

It felt like the room had shrunken to twice the size it once was, you were surrounded by a group of people who clearly didn’t give a single shit about what happened to you, and you didn’t want to be around them. “Where are you going? Y/N, wait!” Suhyeok called after you when he saw you walking off, but you silently flipped him off before slamming the door to the recording booth and sitting at the desk, thankful for the silence of the room. 

“Should… Should someone talk to her? I can go?” Wujin raised his hand, looking around at everyone for some sort of acceptance to his offer, but he was only met with the scrutinizing gaze of Suhyeok. “What? I mean, she clearly doesn’t want to talk to you… Me and her, we’re kind of close, and… Maybe she’ll talk to me. I’m sure you all would rather her be on talking terms with someone just in case we have to move again… At least she’d go with us…” 

Suhyeok scoffed, stepping closer to Wujin until the toes of their shoes touched, glaring down at the boy. “If she won’t talk to me, she’s not talking to anyone. I don’t want you around her… Don’t think that I don’t see the way you look at her… And I’m sure you’re hoping that because of what your stupid friend said that you’ll be able to have some sort of chance… But whatever she might be thinking, and whatever you’re thinking… It’s not true… Don’t get your hopes up. I love her, and only her… I’m not letting her go.” And with that, he moved him to the side, going straight for the recording booth and walking inside. “Jagi…” 

“I don’t want to talk right now…” You mumbled, curled up in the little desk chair, making yourself smaller so that no one could see you over the back of the chair through the booths window. “I came in here because I wanted to be alone… You’re ruining that for me.” 

Your words didn’t stop him from coming closer though, his arms practically caging you in on the chair when he placed his hands on the arm rests. “Do you really think that I left you in the cafeteria on purpose… That I knew this would happen once I was gone?” Of course you didn’t think that, no one could have known that something like this was going to happen, it was completely out of everyone’s control. “I was terrified… I didn’t know what was going on, and I wanted to get back to the cafeteria so I could save you. I couldn’t make it though… I would have died.” You winced at the thought of anything happening to him, the tension in your body slowly fading the more you listened to him talk. “I saved Namra… I did… But that’s just because I came across her on my way to the classroom. It’s not like I was looking for her… I was trying to get to safety… And I was hoping, praying… That Cheongsan had you, that he’d bring you back to the classroom, or that he at least had you somewhere safe with him and Onjo.” He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, shakily as he moved his hands from the arm rests to grab your own, lacing his fingers between yours. “When Cheongsan came back without you… I had never felt more scared than I did at that moment… I felt like shit, and I wanted to come find you, but they stopped me. I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. I’m sorry I let you down… But I love you, and I don’t want to leave this room, or any other room unless you're with me, unless I’m holding your hand… So please, come back out?” 

His thumb brushed lightly across the back of your hand, and you finally took the time to notice the dried blood that stained his perfect skin, the crimson blotches that covered his once crisp white button up. He had been through a lot to get here, not just him, but everyone else. You had been lucky enough to be in the safety of the broadcasting room, and you had been fortunate enough to have been found by Ms. Park. They had gone through hell just to get to this room, but they had made it, and you couldn’t forget the look in Suhyeoks eyes when he had first seen you when had climbed through the window. If he didn’t love you, his eyes wouldn’t have become glassy, his bottom lip wouldn’t have trembled when he took those final steps to close the distance between the two of you, a distance that had felt miles long instead of a couple floors away. He loved you, and you could feel it when he had wrapped his arms around you, when he had cupped your cheeks, and you could feel it now as he held your hands. “I love you… I’m sorry…” You whimpered, feeling the fresh stream of tears begin to trickle down your cheeks, the overwhelming emotions from everything that was going on were finally being processed, and all you could do was cry, but he was there, and he made quick work to wipe away each tear with steady fingers and gentle swipes of his thumb. “If we get out of here… We should go on a really nice date… Maybe a picnic if the weather is nice…” You whispered, placing your hands over his as they grazed along your cheek. 

A soft chuckle left him, vibrating his chest, and the sound was so strange, yet so welcomed at such a time that you didn’t want it to stop, you wanted to hear it for hours, it was so… soothing. “When we get out of here… I’m going to take you on the best date… I’ll go anywhere with you, just say the time and the place… As long as you’re there, I’ll be there too.” He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your lips, one that seemed to last longer than usual, but not as long as you had wanted it to. “Let’s get back out there… We’ll figure out what we’re doing, and then we’ll start planning those dates.” 

[smuttykdrama]

[Suhyeok x Bully!Hambie!Gwinam's Sister!Reader / All Of Us Are Dead]

Warnings: NONCON (Well, sort of? Suhyeok's saying no but he actually wants it?), Female Reader, Sub!Suhyeok, Dom!Reader, Smut, Degrading.

(A/N): So i just finished AOUAD and hOLY FUCK i need more Suhyeok smut. I'm a massive fucking domme so had make this idea into a fanfic!! I might make a longer one tbh, like a book on wattpad or something haha. Anyways, filth under the cut!

"What are you smirking at, you brat, huh? Answer me.“

You moved like a predator, dangerous and calculating, and Suhyeok panted pathetically before you even touched him. You'd roughed him up a little so he was too exhausted to dare to escape your clutches.

“Nothing! None of your business, Yoon (Y/N)."

As defiant and brave as ever, Suhyeok wasn’t going to give himself up without a fight, even if he didn’t want to win that fight anyways. You'd found him alone in a classroom full of zombies, fighting for his life. Luckily, you were there to help him out of that sticky situation...and into another one. You and your psycho brother, Yoon Gwinam, had both turned into a Hambie. Conveniently, Gwinam told you that Suhyeok was yours, as long as he have Cheongsan to torment. Nightmare siblings, everyone called you.

"Lee Suhyeok. I saved you. How are you going to repay me, huh?"

You picked him up from the floor like he weighed nothing, ripping his blazer and shirt apart almost instantly, shocking him. A part of Suhyeok felt violated, but another part excited him. He'd hanged with the school bullies before, hence he knew you, and secretly liked you and your fierce attitude.

"Come on, thats enough, (Y/N). Let me go. I have to get back to the others."

Your eyes widened in anger.

"Say that again. I dare you. Do you know what fucking bullshit i had to go through to finally capture you?!"

Suhyeok accidentally moaned as you cornered him and tangled a hand in your hair, tugging on it. You basically hissed, nails leaving tracks across the tanned, unblemished skin of his chest. He gasped, attempting to push you away as you sucked on his neck harshly, making sure not to bite him...yet.

“Wha- (Y/N)..stop - nnghh..."

Suhyeok trailed off, groaning, his adams apple bobbing up and down as you traced his neck. It made you thirsty for more; to claim him as yours, to hurt him more. There was nothing more erotic than a strong fighter submitting to you completely, unable to defend himself from your advances. The truth is, ever since Suhyeok stopped talking to you, your brother and the other bullies, day by day you grew more frustrated with him. And his stupid bravery. The fact that he's not yours. That hes so perfect and good and distancing himself from you. From evil.

"Please, (Y/N). I have to help our classmates -"

Oh come on. Even when he was being violated like this, Suhyeok was thinking of others. At this point he knows he’s going to be punished for even believing that you were a nice person. Because you were a possessive freak. A weirdo. Someone who’s entire existence is frowned upon. If only he knew what it was like to be infatuated with someone until you’d either kill a person, or them.

SLAP.

“Don’t you get it? You’re mine. Stay out of everyone’s sight. Don’t touch them, talk to them, look at them, or even breathe in their direction. I'll kill you if you go back."

Before Suhyeok could say anything else, he choked on his next words as you peeled your panties off and picked him up, thrusting straight onto him, his cock completely filling you up. In that moment, he felt himself crumble in front of you. In this very moment, all Suhyeok wanted was to feel alive again. To forget about the damn zombies. You felt the sweet sting of him stretching you open, filling you to the brim and you know you’d never feel this with anyone else. No matter how shady and unethical and terrifying you were, Suhyeok knew you were not the kind of woman you find twice. 

“Are you fucking with me? You like this don’t you? You dirty little whore, Lee Suhyeok, enjoying being used by a filthy possessive girl like me. You want to be owned. Be thankful i haven't turned you already."

You weren’t taking your time, the way you’re fucking him into the wall—bucking your hips into his at a frantic pace and making him whine—it wasn’t for pleasure. No, he could tell by the way you’re keeping him close, not trying to change your angle to get deeper, that you wanted to possess him completely.

"Harder..."

He finally whispered, his eyes averting from your gaze as you fucked him into oblivion. The slapping of flesh was loud, and so was the sound of Suhyeok's ever so needy moaning. And your heavenly whimpers.

"(Y/N), fuck, im yours. I'm yours, so own me."

That's what you liked to hear.

[END]

[brxttydevil]

Dating SuHyeok

Pairing: SuHyeok x Reader

Warning(s): No use of y/n

Before the apocalypse

- SuHyeok will ask you out first if you are super shy. He would always smile at how flustered you got when you two made eye contact. If you asked first, he would be flustered. He just did not expect it but would still say yes no matter what.

-SuHyeok would pack an extra lunch just in case you forgot your own and if you still had your lunch he would still give it to you. Just so in case you are hungry after school and do not have enough money to buy anything.

-SuHyeok walks you to school. He loves to see his lover early in the morning and be able to be in your glory. He would text you when he is outside. He does not mind if you take some time getting ready. But if he knows that you are sleeping he will call you ahead of time.

-SuHyeok would put on his front wallpaper you two on the first date you go on together. It is his favorite picture of you other than pictures of you looking cute.

-SuHyeok would always make sure that you are ok and drinking water. If he finds out you have not drank water in a while then he would make you drink water.

-SuHyeok would sometimes have study sessions with you to help you stay on track with your work. He knows you can get distracted.

-SuHyeok loves to be around you. He would always come over to your house with permission. When he comes over he brings a gift or something he wants to try out with you.

During the apocalypse

-SuHyeok would worry about you since you two got separated when it first started. he would be fighting zombies just to see you okay and alright.

-SuHyeok when he finds you is all relieved and does not want you to go out of his sight. He would hold on to you when you are sleeping. He is too scared to leave you.

-SuHyeok would make dangerous missions for his friends and you to have food. He would always tell you to not miss him too much. But he knows that it is for you and his friends

-SuHyeok would be happy to see some safety if you make it out alive with him. If you got bitten and had to be taken out he would hesitate. He already lost a lot of people not you too. Even though you would tell him to let you get out, he would not let you go.

After the apocalypse

-SuHyeok would be glad it is over. He is glad you are still here with him.

-SuHyeok will put a ring on your finger even if both are teenagers. I mean you survived it after all this time and it felt like years.

-SuHyeok would take care of you if you got injured. Sometimes he would have nightmares about you getting hurt.

-In the end, SuHyeok would be glad to have someone like you no matter where you came from or how you are.

[unbloomedrose]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 | 𝗚𝗪𝗜 𝗡𝗔𝗠

No plagiarism

This is pure a fictional story as I wrote this from my own ideas

No hate or anything towards the characters

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𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗙 𝗨𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗

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𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Run run run y/n ! ", su hyeok screamed when he saw the zombies running towards us we ran fast as fast we can namra pulled my hand and ran pulling me with her we all ran inside a classroom and breath in and out geongsu locked the door and slipped down there breathing heavily Cheong San throwed the water bottle at him he grabbed it struggling and gulped it in a sec we all looked at each other then sighed

Hey you are infected ! ", nayeon screamed looking at me grabbing everyone attention onjo took her steps infront of me and checked my arms while looking in my eyes

Is that a bit mark ? ", she asked me as i shaked my heart as no

Ofc ! That's what a infected person would say

nayeon said making evryone look down then walked towards me grabbing my arms but before she could pull geongsu stepped infront of her pulling her from me she stumbled on her steps and glared at him

What ?! Don't tell me that you don't belie-.

I don't believe you at all ", geongsu said as he stood infront me

It's alright geongsu I'm fine I'll leave ", i said while walking away but he stopped me again

You don't have to leave just cuz that b*tch said y/n ", he said as he glared at her she gasped as she looked around to gain attention

"Tf you just called me? a*shole ! ", she said as she punched him as they fought with each other cheongsan screamed and stood infront of them as he pushed them away from each other ", stop it guys ! He screamed at them

Y/n ? Is that really a bite mark ? "He asked as he stepped closer to me

No ! It's not I was with you guys ..", i explained to them but they don't seem to believe I just smiled then walked to the door about to open untill geongsu stopped me again

Don't go i believe you

I can't stay with one person trust geongsu..",i said walking out of the class smiling at them one last time i ran out of the class sobbing on the way trying to forget that my own friends didn't believed me i ran ran ran and ran pushing all the zombies I was exhausted but still I ran I ran outside the school halls i saw a bat there I took it and swing it around the zombies face there I saw a small way to somewhere being scared I ran inside there

Shit

I cursed at myself when I saw lotts of zombies were coming towards me I ran into another side and there were none i sighed heavily as i sat there taking a deep breath sobbing my eyes out I was crying untill someone patted on my shoulder I got scared and about to swing the bat on that zombie but someone grabbed it and held it tight when i saw who it was it was a boy clothes dripping in blood one of his eyes are damaged he looked at me up and down

Who are you ?"he asked as he pulled the bat towards him I got scared for dear life he stepped closer to me he smelled me and smiled creepily as I was shivering to dead because of his cold gaze

I'm ---",i said as he raised his eyebrows in confusion

I've never seen you here before?..

I'm a new transferred student from ___", I said as he laughed giving the bat to me i smiled and thanked him as he looked confused ", did you just smiled at me ?", he asked as he looked at me with tense face

Yes is that wrong ?", I asked smiling at him

It's weird ", he said while yawning I took a teddy bandage from bag and sticked on his wood he frowned and stepped back but i stepped closer to him and sticked that bandage on his nose feeling proud I went back smiling he looked at me and then touched his nose glaring at me

Here have this with you this will help "I said giving the bandage to him he pushed it from my hand making me sad I looked away from him taking the bandage from the ground he glared at me again then I was about to walk away untill he said something

Where do you think you going ?

[heavens-moonlight]

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖‧₊˚✧ . ˚

𝐒𝐮-𝐇𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐀𝐔 𝐟𝐭. 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟐-𝟓 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐬

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨! 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞! ♡

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 happiest of birthdays to my favorite person 🥹❤️

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 all my best birthdays are with you 💙

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 here’s to many more together ❤️

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 what am i? chopped liver? 😪

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 aw don’t be jealous. we love you childhood bestie 🫰🏻

𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸 hands down hyosan high’s best looking couple

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 you guys came a long way from secretly staring at one another in class. my babies 🥺

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 my parents are so cute 😭💓

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 are you two cheating on me? 😶

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 and what about it? 🤷🏻

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 we’re marathoning matches together!

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 are you my bf or his? 🤨

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 mine, obviously ✌🏻

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 anddd she’s finally the third wheel for once!

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 vitamin sea 🏝️

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 button up sir, you’ll catch a cold 🤏🏻

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 then you can take care of me 😊

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 pretty sure that’s not the reason she’s going into the med field for ㅋㅋ

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 I just realized from the pics y/n showed me that you guys went on vacation together 🥺

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 our families always take trips together!

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 and where was my invite?

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 third wheeling so hard that even his family is third wheeling with him 😭

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 last time I checked you declined because you’d feel too single

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 she’s always so mean to me 🙄

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 don’t let that stop you!

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 starting to think I’M the third wheel here

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 you guys are losers. @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 my arms are wide open 🤗

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 I don’t run but for you I’ll sprint Prez 🏃🏻‍♀️

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 kids, stop fighting

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 ha-ri noona, do you want to go on vacation with me? 🧎🏻

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 nevermind, continue fighting and count me in. starting with @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂

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𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 alliteration 😮‍💨. truly beauty AND brains ~

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 what’s alliteration?

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 you, you idiot, since you can’t read

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 that’s… illiterate…. 💀

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 hehe I know one of them 🤭

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 you know a lot more than just one at this point 😂💕

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 I should be calling you unnie

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 but I’m the younger one ㅋㅋㅋ

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 doesn’t matter to me. if you’re this pretty, you’re unnie ~

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 on my way to tell mrs. hwang 🗣️

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 and does mrs. lee know you nearly set the house on fire trying to fry ONE chicken leg last week?

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 quick I need blackmail material

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 no can do buddy, my lips are sealed

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 by what? 💀

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 kisses ☺️

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 😘

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 🤢 suddenly wishing I was the chicken leg

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𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 oh?! he finally invested in some socks!!! bare-su needs a new nickname

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 what are you staring at?

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 y/n

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 he’s not special, I would too ♡

𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 old habits do die hard 🤣

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 me! ☺️

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 @𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 guilty! always have and always will!

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧

𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 i am tortellini in love with you 🍝🫶🏻 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮

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𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 my girlfriend 🥹

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 no, MY girlfriend 🥰

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 sorry to break it to you girls but she’s mine 💙

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 if it’s the two of us, we can take him on ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 deal. meet you at midnight 🤝🏻

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 i’d sleep with one eye open if I were you…

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 no one ever wants to get pasta with me ToT

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸

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𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 all these years and I still don’t know how I got so lucky 🎂💙

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𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 another trip around the sun with you. it still makes me dizzy 💘

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 is your girlfriend single?

𝘄𝘂𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗻 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 😂🤣

𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 are YOU single, noona? 🧐

𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 yes, and NOT ready to mingle

𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘂 @𝗷𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗶 @𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘂 clearly the target for today’s archery practice has been decided! 🏹💀

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 can you fight???

𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 unfortunately he can 😔

𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 @𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗰_𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗿𝗮 i’m a whole foot taller than both of you…

𝗻𝗮𝗺.𝗼𝗻𝗷𝗼 @𝗹𝘀𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗼𝗸 appa told me “when in doubt, kick low” 🤗

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Star Crossed - Chapter 4

❤️Happy Holidays all! Hope you all had a wonderful time and if you didn’t I hope sincerely that it gets better for you!❤️

| Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 |

The Star Crossed Masterlist

My All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist

My Navigation and Masterlist

Warnings: Normal AOUAD things, Word Count: 7,717

“Gyeong-su…” You heard Cheong-san say from behind you but it was like you were hearing it from underwater. The only thing you could hear was the sound of your own heartbeat.

And the thoughts that Gyeong-su might not have one soon.

As Gyeong-su wiped his nose to find it bleeding, he brought his hands up to see black and purpled prominent veins growing from underneath the cuff of his undershirt and he looked at them in shock, shaking his head and mumbling indistinctly.

He stood up and breathed shakily as he tried to speak while his chair skid across the flooring. “Hey, hey. What’s wrong with me? Something’s wrong!”

You stood up from your chair and stood in front of him. You grabbed his hands and he looked you in the eyes. You nearly started sobbing on the spot as you saw the whites of his eyes turning red but swallowed down the lump in your throat before smiling at him.

“Y-yo…” you tried the first time but couldn’t get the words out so you cleared your throat and tried again. “You just need a t-tissue. It’ll be okay.”

He nodded as tears filled his eyes. The both of you knew you were lying but it was okay to be delusional sometimes… right?

He’d be okay… right?

If you just kept repeating that then he would be okay.

Everything was fine.

Gyeong-su was fine.

You were fine.

Right?

You frowned as you heard the scurrying of footsteps behind you while you reached into your pocket to grab one of the crumpled tissues you had from earlier and gave it to him but he couldn’t seem to grab it and it dropped to the floor.

“It’s not true…” You heard Cheong-san say from behind you yet you kept all of your focus on the boy who was in front of you.

“Come on. Get rid of him. Get rid of him now!” You heard Na-yeon scream and just as you were about to yell at her to shut up you felt someone grab you by the hand and pull you away from the boy.

“No, no…!” You tried to complain and weakly pulled against the hands restraining you, already knowing who it was. “Su-hyeok, he’s not. Gyeong-su’s not! I was with him for half an hour, he’s not!” You tried your best to convince him and looked up at him just to see him trying to keep a straight face while tears filled his eyes. “No!”

“Gyeong-su, stay where you are!” You heard On-jo say from behind you which brought your attention back to the group as Gyeong-su had rushed forward but everyone stepped back into a corner to try and avoid him like the plague. “Stay back!”

“I swear, I’m fucking not!” Gyeong-su begged and your heart broke at hearing the confidence in his words faltering.

“I’m sorry, Gyeong-su. Please, stay back.”

You watched as the remaining bit of hope in Gyeong-su’s eyes vanished like a flame being doused by water. “I’ve turned, right?” He asked, his voice quivering. “Cheong-san, what do I do?” He begged for guidance that none of you could provide, especially not Cheong-san who was dealing with the fact that his lifelong best friend was about to die at the hands of a virus that turned the kindest of souls into a flesh eating monster.

“No, no. This doesn’t make any sense. Why would you…” He started, just as confused and in denial as you were when On-jo came up from behind him and tried to pull him away.

“Cheong-san…!” She begged but he just yanked his hand back.

“Let go!” His voice broke as he was finally coming to terms with what was written in blood red ink in front of him. “This cannot be true. Why would you suddenly…?” He shook his head, false certainty refilling his voice as he stepped towards his friend. “No, no. Gyeong-su you weren’t-”

“Step away. Don’t come any closer!” Gyeong-su yelled as he ran backwards in an attempt to put distance between his friend and himself. You stopped struggling against Su-hyeok’s hold a while ago and just let him hug you to his chest while you watched in shock.

“B-but, you were fine. Gyeong-su, you were fine!” You tried to convince him and yourself when suddenly his neck cracked to the side.

Na-yeon looked around frantically as everyone stood there in shock as their friend turned right before their eyes. “Hey! What are you doing?” She sputtered out. “We need to kick him out! We’re all gonna die!” She screamed and you suddenly found the voice you’d lost before.

“Shut up! He-” your voice dropped from its screaming tone to one barely above being completely silent. “He just needs a tissue.”

“W-what’s happening…? Fuck!” You could hear Gyeong-su desperately get out as he gripped his head like it was pounding.

Na-yeon ran over to the door and yanked the umbrella away that was blocking it from being opened. “Get out. I said, get out!”

“Shut the fuck up!” He screamed before discovering a newfound determination within himself. “I’ll leave by myself! I’ll leave. I’ll go on my own!” He started sobbing. “Why would I bite you? We’re supposed to be fucking friends. If I… If I leave, it will be better for everyone.”

Every step he took towards the door you could feel more of your hope for him to be okay being lost.

“Gyeong-su,” Ms. Park spoke up and you looked over to see she had walked forward to the front of the group to speak to him directly. “Why don’t you just go into the recording room until we can figure out-”

Na-yeon interrupted her before she could finish. “If he stays in here he’s going to kill us all!”

“Na-yeon!” Your teacher screamed at her.

“I’m just trying to stay alive,” she whimpered out.

“I’ll leave. I’ll get out of here on my own,” Gyeong-su grunted out while breathing heavily and staggering towards the door, using the table and chair on his way to support him. He turned to look at everyone around him but his gaze stopped on your shocked one for a moment. “Don’t worry,” he started sobbing more and your vision started to get blurry with unshed tears. “I’ll get out of here.”

“Gyeong-su!” Cheong-san begged as his own eyes filled with tears that had yet to stain his cheeks. His lips quivered as he tried to remain strong in front of the group.

“It’s okay. Thank you for everything. Stay alive.”

Right as he tried to open the door to leave, he turned around and started looking at all of you in terror while thrashing around and mumbling things under his breath before his body contorted in strange directions, his bones creaking and breaking until he stood up and let out an unnatural roar and growled at all of you. Dae-su started walking towards him and both you and Su-hyeok tried to grab his arm to pull him back, knowing your friend was gone, until he shook you off and rushed forward when Gyeong-su’s empty shell of a body charged at the group standing by the speakers. He threw him against the table in an attempt to save himself as well as his classmates. Just as the monster who you briefly viewed as your friend was about to attack again, the sound of a familiar tune filled the air.

While everyone was focused on the fight, Cheong-san had managed to raise himself onto the window and grabbed a hold of the rope, hanging off the side of the building with only that to support him. He sang their tune, the tune of Auld Lang Syne, and the body of his old friend came rushing toward him before Cheong-san jumped out of the way just in time.

The group had sat in shock for a while until some started to cry. Cheong-san had gone into the recording room and threw the table to the ground in a fit of emotional turmoil. On-jo had walked up to the door for a moment before deciding to walk back and to just give him space.

A gut feeling told you space was the last thing he needed right now.

You walked away from the spot you had been leaning against the wall with Su-hyeok. You had been comforting him on the loss of his friend as you knew he was grieving right now and didn’t want to focus on your own pain. He and Dae-su had hugged and were currently exchanging tissues.

That was what you had learned to do the best. Block out the pain. Be the emotionless girl everyone knew and few loved.

You walked over to the recording studio’s door before taking a deep breath and walking in. You took slow steps as you entered and saw Cheong-san sitting right underneath the large window on the wall of the door. He’d been crying until you walked in, that much was clear by his red eyes, glistening cheeks, and sniffles. He’d wiped them away and turned to look in the other direction of you. You walked over to him and sat next to him against the wall. You both sat in silence for a few moments before he spoke.

“I’m fine, if that’s why you’re here. You can leave now,” he spoke rather harshly but this time it didn’t affect you as you knew he was on stage 2 of grief.

Anger.

“Go,” he told you, his voice breaking at the end and he pointed towards the door where you came from but you just looked at his hand before looking up to him.

You sighed and felt your nose and eyes stinging but pushed it down.

“You don’t have to be strong with me, you know?” He was taken aback by your words and looked visibly confused. You sighed before looking down at your fingers where they were playing with the hem of your vest. “I know none of you like me, and most of you think I’m like my brother,” you took a deep breath before you built the courage to look back into his eyes which looked even more astonished than before. “But in the short amount of time that I spent with Gyeong-su in this recording studio,” you gestured to the mess in front of you as you looked at the book and string Gyeong-su had been playing with before everything went down, now places in the corner of the room. “I’d like to believe I was able to call him my friend, and I’d like to be able to call you one too,” you looked back up at him once again to see tears had once again gathered along his waterline and he was looking at you with his lips quivering as he still tried to hold back his emotions. “So I’ll say it again,” you grabbed his hand from where it was resting on his knee and gave it a friendly and comforting squeeze. “You don’t have to be strong with me, Cheong-san.”

There were a few moments where the two of you sat there and stared into each other’s eyes before a teardrop streaked down his cheek. Another followed after that one, and then another, and then another, until he had started sobbing and you brought him into a hug while hiding your own tears which slipped onto his shirt. You didn’t say anything, you couldn’t even try to think of something to say in a situation as bizarre as this one. You just held him in his time of grief.

After a few minutes when Cheong-san had calmed down, he wiped his eyes with his sleeve and pulled away from you. Standing up, he lowered a hand down to you so he could help you up and you gave him a small smile as you accepted it.

The two of you walked out and Cheong-san gave you a smile before walking over to lean against the window, looking out onto the field. This time you let him be alone as you walked over to sit down next to Su-hyeok who was on the ground. You mirrored his position with your legs bent and your arms resting on your knees. Your shoulders were grazing ever so slightly and he leaned over to bump into your shoulder ever so gently. You looked over to him and he smiled at you. You couldn’t handle the softness in his gaze so you blushed and looked away, knocking your own shoulder into his as he laughed lightly.

“That asshole,” you heard Dae-su sob after a little while when the grieving atmosphere set in again. “Gyeong-su, why did you have to turn?”

Na-yeon opened her mouth and you just knew what she was going to say next would piss you off. “I told you all. He was infected.”

“Well, are you happy now?” Dae-su said as he looked at her in despair, you quickly stood up and put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly. He looked back at you and had a bit of a shocked look which you internally rolled your eyes at but stopped when he put one of his hands on top of the one you had resting on his shoulder. You smiled softly but it fell immediately when Na-yeon started talking again.

“You were all wrong. Only I was right. What would you even do without me?” Your head snapped over to her.

“Na-yeon. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll shut up and let us mourn the loss of our friend. Don’t be heartless on top of being a bitch,” you told her and just as you looked back at Dae-su, you saw her roll her eyes and scoff.

Just as you were about to talk again, Nam-ra started speaking. “Hey,” she paused and you looked over at her. “Maybe you did it.”

“What?” Na-yeon questioned her in an annoyed tone.

Nam-ra grabbed everyone’s attention as she walked over until she was standing right in front of Na-yeon’s sitting form.

“I saw everything… Na-yeon,” Nam-ra told her, accusing her of something that had yet to be revealed.

Na-yeon stood up to be face to face with the class president. “What? What did you see?” She asked and seemed to get on the defensive quickly which had suspicion rising in your gut.

“You are the one who did it,” Nam-ra revealed, yet everyone was still confused.

“Who did what? I didn’t do anything to Gyeong-su,” she defended.

“I didn’t say anything about Gyeong-su,” Nam-ra told her, which kind of confused you.

It’s kind of inferred because we were talking about his death less than a minute ago, but okay.

“Knock it off!” Na-yeon told her, raising her voice a little.

“What are you talking about?” Wu-jin asked as Su-hyeok and Cheong-san - who were both minding their business - turned to look at the scene.

“I didn’t do anything,” Na-yeon insisted.

“While we were all watching Gyeong-su, you were in the back alone,” your friend explained, then turned and pointed at the broken mop that laid against one of the cabinets in the room. “You wiped that blood with your handkerchief.”

She hesitated before replying in a shaky and slightly fearful voice. “No, I didn’t.”

“You wiped that on the scratch on Gyeong-su’s hand.”

At Nam-ra’s explanation, everyone had a shocked look on their faces, unable to comprehend that their classmate was the cause of their friend’s death. Even you had nothing to say and your hand went limp on Dae-su’s shoulder, only being held there by his own, which tightened on yours.

“I did not,” Na-yeon tried again to defend herself but it was getting less and less convincing as Nam-ra was insistent on proving her to be the murderer of Gyeong-su. The innocent boy who was everything good yet died for nothing.

“It’s in your pocket,” the other girl voiced.

“So what?”

“Take it out.”

“No.”

“If you’re so innocent you’d take it out and show us,” you sneered at her and your hand closed into a fist while tightly gripping the fabric of Dae-su’s vest.

“I said no,” she insisted while looking at you and slapping away Nam-ra’s extended hand. You glared and she visibly shrunk in on herself.

“Should I take it out?” Nam-ra paused for a split second before reaching for Na-yeon’s pocket until the girl pushed her hand away and slapped her face, most likely a lot softer than she intended to.

“Fuck you! Who the hell do you think you are? Huh? Class president?” She mocked before Nam-ra sent a hard slap across her face and her head snapped to the side.

“You never treated me like president.”

Despite the situation at hand, you smirked slightly as you saw your best friend standing up for herself and just being a complete badass. You let go of Dae-su’s shoulder and went to lean against the table beside where he sat.

“Nam-ra, that’s enough!” Ms. Park exclaimed as she sped-walked up to the two girls to break up the argument. She looked back and forth across the floor as she tried to figure out what to say before continuing. “Nam-ra, do you realize what you’re saying right now? If that is true, it means Na-yeon killed Gyeong-su.”

“It’s true. Na-yeon did it,” the girl confirmed. You looked over at Cheong-san as he watched. His eyes were filled with so many conflicting emotions: anger, sadness, betrayal, remorse. “She killed him.”

Na-yeon scoffed and rolled her eyes before she reached her hand into her pocket. “You fucking cunt,” she exclaimed angrily before throwing the handkerchief in Nam-ra’s face. Dae-su had to grab ahold of your sleeve to keep you from rushing forward. “There. Happy?”

Nam-ra, who seemed unaffected by Na-yeon’s treatment, reached down to pick up the cloth from the floor and inspect it. “This is blood.”

“I wiped Gyeong-su’s hand,” she claimed and you scowled as you could see the cloth.

“This is his blood?”

“You can’t tell?”

“If it was his fucking blood there wouldn’t be that much of it, you cunt. He’d stopped bleeding 10 minutes into staying in the studio room,” you told her and her eyes flashed with fear but her expression remained the same.

“Then put it on your wound,” Nam-ra told her in an attempt to show either her innocence or her guiltiness. “Wipe yourself with it if you’re so confident.”

You could see her searching for an answer. “Like his blood is so clean? He was a zombie.”

Nam-ra threw the cloth to the floor and stepped closer to her offensively. “He was just fine until you infected him with your handkerchief.”

“Na-yeon… you-” Cheong-san started and started marching towards Na-yeon until Su-hyeok held him back.

“Damn it! It wasn’t me!” She screamed while crouching down and picking up the handkerchief, hovering it above her wound as she looked around for someone to tell her to stop, that they believed her, anything for her to not do it.

Ms. Park, ever the mediator, ran up to her and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand and the handkerchief away from her scrape, trying to pull it from her hands but Na-yeon resisted. “Don’t do it. Stop it.”

“Let go,” she whimpered as the teacher tried to yank it from her hands.

“I said to stop it. Give it to me.”

“Leave me alone! Fuck!” Na-yeon screamed while breathing heavily. She let go of the handkerchief and stood up with teary eyes. She looked across the room at everyone, “I should just die too then, huh? That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Nobody answered and so she sighed, looking away before turning back. “Why is Gyeong-su better than me? That dirty welfie pushed me,” she whimpered.

“You little cheat!” You yelled at her while trying to rush forward but Dae-su was still holding onto your sleeve. Su-hyeok abandoned his spot as the one to hold back Cheong-san to wrap his arms around you, restricting any movement of your arms while you struggled and kicked your feet.

“Na-yeon,” Park said after a while of silence, “You didn’t…”

“So you did do it,” Cheong-san spoke, devastated, until he raised his voice to yell at her. Dae-su rushed forward to hold him back. “How could you fucking-”

“I didn’t kill him, okay?” She insisted and you could hear your heart pounding in your ears with rage. Rage and loss. “Gyeong-su fell, but he got up and ran. He’s still alive. He didn’t die, he just turned.”

“You mother fucker! They’re the exact same fucking thing!” You yelled out at the same time On-jo spoke.

“Are you kidding me right now?”

“Stop ganging up on me!” She whined and threw her hands around like a toddler having a tantrum. “When I said he smelled, you all laughed. You all made fun of him too. Don’t try to act all innocent now.”

You thrashed around harder as you felt your eyes burning and your cheeks wet and you finally realized you were crying.

It had been a while since you’d done that.

Dae-su lost his grip on Cheong-san and he ran towards Na-yeon, Su-hyeok unable to stop him because of you in his arms already.

The boy pushed the girl to the ground and breathed heavily. “How could you kill him?” He screamed while Ms. Park told him to stop it. Na-yeon kept her head down.

“You’re… a murderer.”

Her head lifted and you saw tears falling down her face but you had no sympathy at all.

“I have no friends at all,” she whimpered out.

“I wondering fucking why,” you growled.

“I don’t need any of you. Fuck you,” she then stood up and shakily walked out of the room, Wu-jin rushing after her just as the door closed and Ms. Park moved to stop him.

“Listen,” she started and you were finally released from Su-hyeok’s grip after you stopped struggling. “No matter what happens, you stay alive. Also, you must never take a life. If you cause someone else to die, life becomes meaningless.”

She looked at you all with a remorseful and fond gaze and you were sure you knew what she was about to do. “All right?”

“Ms. Park?” You whispered shakily and she looked at you with a small smile before turning and running out the room, rushing after Na-yeon.

“Ms. Park! Wait!” Dae-su yelled and ran towards the door and Wu-jin held him back to the best of his ability.

“Dae-su, don’t go!” he begged.

You had never felt so helpless. Your feet seemed to be glued to the floor and your eyes stuck to the door where she had stood only moments ago.

Dae-su started sobbing into Wu-jin’s shoulder and your heart broke for him.

“Fuck!” You heard Cheong-san scream followed by the banging of his fist against a computer. You didn’t have the energy to stop him, even though you knew if he did it too much he could seriously injure his hand.

You were sitting in the corner next to Su-hyeok who had an arm wrapped around your shoulder, pulling you into his chest as you were too much in shock to cry; again. You saw On-jo walk up to Cheong-san as he was staring out the window but you couldn’t hear their hushed whispers.

“I feel like it’s my fault,” you said suddenly, only a breath above a whisper. Su-hyeok looked down at you in surprise and confusion.

“What’s your fault?”

“Gyeong-su.”

He sat up from his leaning position against the wall, bringing you with him, and looked you in the eyes. “How is it your fault? You didn’t do anything!” He tried to convince you, still whispering so the others wouldn’t butt their way into your business .

You let out a sad laugh as you felt your nose burning. “Exactly. I didn’t fucking do anything,” you wiped your nose slightly with the back of your hand to subside the sting. “I didn’t notice what she was doing. If I only noticed and was a little more attentive then Gyeong-su would be alive! It’s my fau-”

“No,” Su-hyeok insisted as he brought your head back into his chest to keep the guilty thoughts at bay. His heartbeat worked just enough for your soul to take a breath. “No, (Y/n). It’s not your fault. How could you have possibly known what she was going to do. You didn’t need to be attentive at that moment because it was someone who was supposed to be loyal to the group and not fucking kill someone. That is not your fault. Thinking like that will just drive you insane.”

At his words, a small sob escaped your lips and your body started to shake with your silent tears as he trailed his hand up and down your back. His lips were pressed against the crown of your head as he whispered the reassurances that you were needing.

After you calmed down and wiped away the tears on your face with your sleeve, you sat up and gave Su-hyeok a grateful smile.

“Thank you,” you breathed.

“You don’t need to thank me.”

It was then you noticed how close the two of you were, faces only inches apart and you could see his eyes travel from your own down to your lips a few times. You backed away with your cheeks flushed and gave him a small smile. He seemed delighted with the effect he had on you and that made your cheeks burn even hotter.

“I’m going to go sit by Nam-ra, I haven’t really spoken to her much in the past day,” you told him, avoiding eye contact as you stood up.

“Okay,” he smiled and got up himself before winking at you and walking over to lean against the counter where Wu-jin was sitting. You took a breath to cool your cheeks and calm your nerves before going over to sit next to Nam-ra.

“Hey there, prez,” you greeted and she met you with a cheeky grin.

She nudged you in the side. “Hey there, lovergirl. How’s it like in paradise, hm?” She teased in a whispered voice and you covered your face with your hands.

“Stop that, we’re just friends!” You whined softly and she giggled for a moment until her face slowly fell back into a frown.

You didn’t want to ask if she was okay because you knew the answer would be no. Nobody was okay right now, Nam-ra wasn’t any different. Instead, you just grabbed her hand and held it in your own affectionately while she leaned her head on your shoulder.

You stayed like that for a while until Cheong-san spoke up and broke the silence. “I didn’t hear anything at all. I just couldn’t hear anything.”

“Like what?” Su-hyeok asked but Cheong-san didn’t lift his gaze from where he stared at the floor.

“I mean after Na-yeon went out and then Ms. Park went after her. I didn’t hear anything after that.”

“You mean, screaming?” Su-hyeok asked and Cheong-san finally looked up at his friend to confirm.

“Yeah.”

“Maybe they didn’t die, then. They wouldn’t have been quiet if zombies were biting them,” Dae-su spoke his thoughts. “They must be alive.”

You let out a hum of acknowledgment while everyone else stayed silent and he huffed in annoyance, feeling left out. “Why won’t you respond? No one answers me. I’m always talking to myself,” he looked down and played with his tie. You couldn’t help feeling bad even though you were the only one to acknowledge his thoughts, albeit with only a hum.

Just as you were about to say something, On-jo beat you to the punch. “I think you’re right.”

“Forget it,” Dae-su waved her off with an eye roll but she continued.

“I didn’t hear anything either.”

“Me neither,” Hyo-ryung threw in her own thoughts. “ I was scared because I didn’t know how I’d feel if I heard them screaming, but I didn’t hear anything.”

“Come to think of it, neither did I,” Joon-yeong added.

“Then I’m right. They’re alive, right?” Dae-su asked and Joon-yeong nodded in confirmation.

“Should she be alive?” Ji-min asked angrily and you turned slightly to look at her, Nam-ra still resting her head on your shoulder, unmoving.

“What do you mean?” Joon-yeong asked.

“She’s a murderer. She killed Gyeong-su and walked out of here on her own. Is it even right for her to be alive?” She asked angrily, using rage as a coping mechanism for everything that was happening. “Aren’t you all being fake?”

“What about Ms. Park? Should she have died too?” Wu-jin questioned and Ji-min was quick to reply.

“Is that our fault?”

“Either way, we’re responsible for what happened,” he argued.

“Why is that? What did we do wrong?” She asked and you turned back to looking at your hands which were interlocked with Nam-ra’s, unable to look at the emotion in Ji-min’s eyes anymore. “Na-yeon killed someone, then played the victim, and chose to leave on her own. All because we didn’t listen to her,” She defended her own argument and Wu-jin remained silent. “If no one’s on your side, is it okay to kill?” Everyone stayed silent as they churned her question over in their brains. “Ms. Park acted like we were wrong. We didn’t tell Na-yeon to go out there. We didn’t tell Ms. Park to go out there, either. Why should we feel bad? What the hell did we do wrong?” Hyo-ryung leaned over to hug Ji-min and comfort her but the hand she placed on her shoulder was shoved off.

You noticed On-jo looking down at the table and a teardrop falling down her cheek and you reached over to grab onto her hand with your free one, squeezing gently. Surprisingly, she didn’t look shocked by your movements or the fact that you would do something like this, she just gave you a watery smile and sniffed before slightly wiping her nose on the sleeve of her slightly bloodied jacket.

Speaking of jackets, you realized you still didn’t have your own after using it to cover up Hyeon-ju when she came into the classroom. Although it wasn’t cold right now, you were sure it would be later, especially with the broken-open window.

“Hey,” Su-hyeok spoke up and interrupted everyone’s thoughts. “I feel weird saying this, but-”

He was interrupted when Wu-jin smacked his stomach. “Don’t say it.”

Su-hyeok groaned and took a strange moment of silence before continuing with what he was going to say. “Does anyone else have to go to the bathroom by any chance?” Nobody responded. “Am I the only one?”

Dae-su raised his hand slightly. “I do.”

“We have to go, too, actually. But we can’t go out,” Hyo-ryung spoke on behalf of her and Ji-min.

“I also have to go,” you added in and everyone’s head snapped towards you, making you shrink back in on yourself and press your cheek against the crown of Nam-ra’s head in embarrassment.

Joon-yeong sighed before pressing his forehead against the table.

“I’ve had to poop for a while,” Dae-su spoke up again and you held back the smile that threatened to take over your face.

“Dude… that’s… ew,” Wu-jin told him as he threw a pencil at him which was placed near his sitting spot.

“Why are you blaming me for this? Su-hyeok’s the one who brought it up. Poopings not a crime.”

“It’s not a crime, but-” Wu-jin told him with an amused face.

“But what? Don’t you need to go?”

“Yes, I do. Not poop, but, you know…” He informed.

“What about you?” Dae-su asked Cheong-san as he pointed at him, pleading for anyone to be on his side.

“I don’t… Pooping? No.”

He turned to Hyo-ryung. “Don’t you need to go?”

“Why are you asking me?” She whined.

“Why are you getting annoyed?” He shot back.

“What do you want from us? We can’t go out, anyways.”

Dae-su sighed deeply before his eyes caught on yours and he shot up straight. “(Y/n)!”

You smiled, amused, and Dae-su looked ecstatic at your expression. “Yes, Dae-su?”

“Do you need to go? Do you need to poop?” He asked, practically begging you to agree.

Your head tilted a bit as you looked up while thinking. “Yes,” you finally replied.

His hands shot up in victory. “Really?”

“No,” you laughed and he deflated like a balloon back into his seat with a playful glare. “I do have to go though.”

He sighed out again before he looked at the window. “I have an idea.”

You sighed and slapped your forehead, knowing exactly where he was going with this and not liking it one bit.

Dae-su walked up to the window, leaning against it slightly. “First, the girls and the guys will take turns.”

“Where?” Hyo-ryung asked, not understanding the context clues or deliberately being ignorant in hopes of him choosing a different answer.

He looked at her before gesturing to the window in front of him. “Here.”

She scoffed. “You’re crazy.”

“Stop it, man,” Cheong-san said and rolled his eyes at Dae-su’s strange suggestion.

“Why?” The boy asked with a slight whine. “The girls can wait in the other room, and the guys can just pee out the window.”

“What about… poop?” Wu-jin and you groaned out while shrinking in on yourself as you were sure you knew exactly what his idea would be.

He pointed at Wu-jin before looking back at the window. “Poop. Well…” He was silent for a moment as he thought before he slapped the frame in realization. “You can take your pants off and hang out the window,” he explained and climbed up the window so his butt was hanging off on one side while he held onto the window frame. “Like this.”

You couldn’t help yourself from snorting at his demonstration. “Outside!” He went on as you hid your smiling face underneath the collar of your green sweater. He stepped down from the window. “Like you’re taking a dump off of a cliff,” he then squatted down before continuing. “Like this.”

“What reaction is he hoping for?” You heard Wu-jin whisper before you spoke yourself.

“You seem to know a lot about this, Dae-su,” you teased. “I’m guessing you’ve had a lot of experience with pooping off of cliffs.”

He looked at you with an unamused look and you couldn’t help yourself from bursting out into laughter that everyone else joined in on as Dae-su rolled his eyes in annoyance. Nam-ra lifted her head from your shoulder and hid her smile behind her hand.

“I’m being serious!” He exclaimed over the laughter.

“Stop being ridiculous,” Hyo-ryung told him with an eyeroll after she calmed down.

“But someone has to hold you, so you don’t fall!” He quickly added when he saw a break in the giggles.

“How are you going to wipe your butt?” Joon-yeong asked him.

“Well, someone else should.”

“What is he saying?” Hyo-ryung facepalmed.

“Idiot.”

“Let’s just hold it,” Ju-min told everyone. “If the rescuers come-”

“It’ll take a while for them to get here,” On-jo looked at her as she interrupted her before looking down at her hands woefully. “It may be the same outside of the school.”

Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The joking and laughter filled atmosphere was replaced with the sullen one as everyone thought of the situation they were still in.

“I don’t know how long we’ll be stuck here, but my dad always told me to separate the bathroom from where you sleep if you find yourself stranded,” On-jo continued, sounding like she had an idea.

“What do you suggest?” You implored.

“We create a makeshift bathroom for the time being,” she said confidently.

“Where will we create a bathroom and how?” Ji-min inquired, confused.

“Right there,” On-jo pointed to the recording booth and everyone turned to look.

“That’s smart, if we do some things to make it more private it could be the perfect place to make one. Good thinking,” you praised her and she blushed slightly as she looked back down to her hands while a small smile graced her features. You stood up with a slight hop before turning to On-jo and clapping your hands together. “Okay, boss lady! First order of motion?”

She tried to hide her smile but failed as a small laugh escaped her. She stood up herself and turned to look at the group of girls. “Nam-ra and you guys, try to look for something to cover the window.”

They nodded before scattering across the room to find things they could use.

“Cheong-san and Joon-yeong,” both boys turned to her at their names being called. “Make something that can absorb urine and feces to use as a toilet,” they nodded and got to work. “And then the rest of you…” she paused, knowing they needed something else but not sure what it was.

“A screen?” You suggested and she snapped in your direction in appreciation.

“Yes! A screen.”

“A screen?” Wu-jin asked to confirm in slight confusion and On-jo nodded.

“Yes, a screen to block.”

Wu-jin, Su-hyeok, and you walked into the recording booth and looked around. The both of them seemed stuck on what to use but you saw something immediately.

You walked over to where a few filing cabinets were and started moving one of them so it was positioned parallel to the wall with the window. Going over to start moving the second one, Su-hyeok realized you had been doing the work while they were just watching. He slapped Wu-jin’s chest before jogging over to you with a smile.

“How about you two move that one,” you pointed over to another filing cabinet on the other side of the room. “And I’ll move this one so they can be ‘walls’ on each side of that one,” you then pointed to the previous filing cabinet you had moved which was across from the window.

Su-hyeok frowned before moving over to where you were and going on the other side of the filing cabinet you were about to move. You reached over to smack the back of his head. “I don’t need help, idiot. Go help Wu-jin,” you pointed to where Wu-jin was struggling to move the filing cabinet on his own despite trying to seem like he wasn’t. Su-hyeok turned and rubbed his head where you smacked him before you could see the smile and blush that blessed his cheeks. He mentally slapped himself.

All she did was slap me on the head and call me an idiot, why the fuck am I smiling?

You laughed as you watched him walk away and he blushed harder at the sound of it.

Oh… that’s why.

After moving the two filing cabinets, you moving yours comically faster than the two boys did and rolling your eyes before helping them, you walked out of the room to see Dae-su laying his head down on the table. Cheong-san and Joon-yeong were almost done with what you assumed was the makeshift bathroom.

You walked over to them and rested a hand on Joon-yeong’s shoulder as you leaned over to look at the basket. “Is this the homemade toilet?”

Joon-yeong jumped at first before relaxing. “Yeah, we’re trying to figure something out for where to sit, though. With just this, everyone would probably just have to hover above it.”

You nodded and looked around for a second before something caught your eye and both of them lit up. You practically skipped over to the seat next to Dae-su and grabbed his neck pillow from where it was resting and walked back over to the two boys.

“Put this on top, I think this might be the best option we’ll have,” you suggested and placed the pillow on top of the rags in the basket.

“Dae-su's got a big butt, so let's…” he said as he opened up the button that held the two ends of the pillow together and spread it a bit.

“Perfect!” you smiled and opened the recording booth’s door for the two of them as they brought the basket inside. Walking over to where Nam-ra, On-jo, and the rest of them had set up a little circle of chairs, you sat in the one next to where Nam-ra was standing just as everyone was rushed out of the room by Su-hyeok who slammed the door harder than he probably intended to. You laughed.

“Do you want to sit down? I can pull up another chair,” you suggested to your best friend but she just politely shook her head with a smile. You held your hands up in mock surrender. “Okay, if you say so.”

After a little while, it was your turn and you used it quickly before grabbing a hand sanitizer bottle from one of the cabinets and pumping a little into your hand.

“Oh, thank god!” You heard and turned around to see On-jo, followed by Hyo-ryung, beside you. “I was worried about that. Even if we’re in a zombie apocalypse, I don’t really want to go to the bathroom and not wash my hands,” the bob hair cutted girl said in relief before holding her hand out. You put some in her hand and then some in On-jo’s as well and both grinned at you gratefully.

The bottle got passed around as everyone took a little and then started chatting.

“At least there are cops and soldiers out there, right?” Hyo-ryung questioned hopefully.

“But if you watch the movies, they can’t do anything either, right?” Wu-jin answered with his own question.

“I’m hoping that this situation will be different from the movies, that this thing will have a cure and everyone outside of the school is doing just fine,” you muttered with slight optimism. Hyo-ryung smiled at you and grabbed your hand.

“Exactly, and they always save everyone in the end.”

The door slammed shut and you noticed Joon-yeong, who had been standing outside of the door, waiting for his turn, had gone inside and Dae-su was standing on the other side with the tissue box you all had designated at the toilet paper in his hand.

Everyone’s face had turned sour as the smell of the recording booth flooded out with the small time the door was open.

“Shit!” Su-hyeok exclaimed as you all plugged your nose or wafted away the stench with your hand. “Why don’t you just stay inside?”

“Does it smell?” Dae-su asked cluelessly.

The door to the studio opened again before slamming as Joon-yeong came running out. “S-shit.”

“What?” Dae-su asked again as Joon-yeong ran towards the window to get some fresh air. “Stop being so dramatic. It doesn't smell at all.

“Oh, it does more than just smell. I’m pretty sure the zombies will bust down the door just because of that,” you joked and grabbed a piece of paper from behind you to use as a fan and blow away the air.

“Sit somewhere else,” Hyo-ryung demanded as Dae-su sat in the seat next to her but he just ignored her and she rolled her eyes.

You looked up at Nam-ra and saw that she was just staring off blankly out the window. “What’s up? What are you looking at?” You asked her.

She took a breath and hesitated before speaking her mind. “There’s nobody there. There are no lights on in the stores and apartments out there. They all ran away.”

“Or died…” You added depressingly.

“What do you mean by that?” On-jo quizzed.

“No one’s coming here to save us,” Name-ra stated.

“Why do you have to be so pessimistic?” Joon-yeong asked as he shifted uncomfortably under the change of tone in the air.

“Don’t you know my mom?” She shifted so she was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest. “She would’ve torn the school apart looking for me, but she isn’t here yet.”

“So, what do you wanna do?” Ji-min asked in a bitter voice and Nam-ra turned to look at her, annoyed.

When you realized she wasn’t going to reply, you replied on her behalf. “I think she’s just trying to point out the facts, even if they are depressing,” you looked up at Nam-ra to see if your assumption was correct and she nodded.

Ji-min turned to face you. “We all know that no one’s coming. So I think we should just figure out what we’re gonna do next.

“We have to wait to be rescued,” On-jo vocalized. You all looked to her and you especially knew that she might have the best knowledge of what to do in a situation like this considering she had some information passed down to her from her dad. “We can’t leave somewhere safe to go somewhere dangerous.”

“But from the place where we are right now, we’re not exactly in a visible spot for someone to see and rescue us from,” you told her, knowing that even if rescuers showed up to save people, they would most likely go to the roof first before anywhere else if at all.

“And what if nobody comes?” Nam-ra added on and you nodded.

“We haven't been waiting that long yet,” the girl insisted as she stared up at her.

“How long do you think we have to wait? Do you think we should wait until we die?” Nam-ra asked in a slightly snarky tone which you winced at but didn’t make any move to interfere.

“No,” On-jo clarified. “I’m saying let’s wait as long as we can.”

“But when will we know when we can’t?” You asked and On-jo just looked at you, her mouth opening and closing a few times before she looked down at her lap.

“I don’t know… but there’s no way we can go out right now, anyway.”

“It’s probably because it’s nighttime. I’m sure somebody will come in the morning, maybe. There are a lot of choppers flying around,” Su-hyeok pointed out and everyone looked out the window to inspect the sky for a second before leaning back. He let out a sigh. “Let’s just wait until tomorrow, and we’ll see.”

Everyone nodded in agreement when Joon-yeong took in a deep breath and ran back into the recording studio while plugging his nose which you and Hyo-ryung slightly giggled at. Su-hyeok looked down with a smile at the sound but you didn’t notice it from how you leaned forward to talk to Hyo-ryung. You also didn’t notice the questioning looks that On-jo passed back and forth between you and Su-hyeok.

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| Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 |

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▎  1:28 A.M.,  ft. lee suhyeok

pairing, gn! reader.. best friends. genre, fluff. setting, non-apocalyptic. warning, sweet shy babie suhyeok. note, and she lives! this was requested so hey anon, thanks for sending this in ♡

suhyeok isn't sure when you lost interest in the movie. he just knows that you've stopped watching it because of his hand's sudden movements. and unless it has a mind of its own, he's not the one controlling it.

“what are you doing?”

concentrated on your ministrations, you mumble, “i'm comparing the sizes of our hands.”

confused yet unwilling to stop you, suhyeok decides to watch too. but his gaze isn't really zoned on the little nudges you make to align your hands as best as possible. yeah, it's actually on the way you scrunch your nose when you push a little too much.

also, is it too much to say that your tongue poking out slightly between your lips while you focus is cute? he'll ask namra about that tomorrow.

(not sure why he expects her to say anything new. no matter what he asks, her answers are consistent: confess already. at this point, she might just record it to save her voice the trouble.)

the hushed ooh that falls from your lips has suhyeok looking at your hands. judging by his red ears, it's something he quickly comes to regret. not in a bad way, he swears! it's just that..

did you really have to slip your fingers between the gaps of his own hand?

what makes it even worse for the shy boy is that you're holding his hand like lovers do. you know, fingers folded and sat upon his warm skin like an anchor—like you have no plan of letting him it go anytime soon.

despite the chaos that is taking place in him, he decides to do the same and act like it's normal. if you're not freaking out over it, then neither will he.. or so he's trying to convince himself.

he returns his attention to the movie, then sighs after a few minutes. glancing over at you, he asks, “can we change the movie?”

“please do, i've been waiting for you to ask that ever since we got past the first fifteen minutes.” you complain, to which he chuckles and leans over to grab the remote.

realistically, he could have made it easier for himself by taking his hand away from yours since that was the closest.

honestly, suhyeok would rather put a little strain on his muscles than give up one of the very things he frequently dreams about.

(hm, perhaps it's about time he follows namra's advice.)

© SOLEURS — 2023.

[poisonedprose]

Hi!

I recently found your blog and I have to say that I really love it.

It's impressive to me the way you manage to capture the words in the stories you've created, I really would love to have the skill you have but I suck at writing xd.

I also checked on your profile that you have open requests, I wanted to request a Su Hyeok story from "All of us Are Dead", since I saw the character I was literally crushed and to my surprise there isn't much material about him here on Tumblr, it could be something romantic when they are on the rooftop of the school after escaping the music room and Su-Hyeok wants to talk to Y/N and ends up proposing, it's a scenario I've had in my mind for a while and I would really look forward to you writing it.

Obviously no pressure or anything like that, take as much time as you need, I hope you're well and thank you for the good time I have reading what you write. ❤️❤️

₊˚✧ marry had a little lamb

su-hyeok lee x gn!reader

warnings: none that i can think of

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AN: youre so sweet :(( it really means so much to me so i hope you like this ! ily /p (and im so sorry for such a long wait! i wasn't feeling very well this week but i hope the wait was worth it)<;3

You were still trying to catch your breath when Su-hyeok pulled you to the side. "Are you okay?" He asked with concern written all over his face. "Yeah, I mean, I think so." You smiled to try and ease his worries. His eyes quickly scanned over your body to make sure there were no visible bite marks.

"I'm fine, I promise." You take his face in your hands, your eyes meeting each other's gaze. He nodded, but he still scanned every last inch of you that was visible to him. "Sorry, sorry. I just.." He trailed off, his mind racing and his eyes wandering to the group who seemed to just be standing around. He turned back to you, a glimmering look in his eyes.

You looked up at him. "You just.." You encourage him, trying to get to the very center of his mind. He licked his lips before reaching his hand into his back pocket. You cock your head slightly, confused at to what he could possibly be reaching into his pocket for. He glances at the group one more time before pulling a little black box out of his pocket.

"I know this probably isn't the best place to do this and I don't really have anything to say planned but I just really really love you, Y/N. And when we get out of all this I want to be your husband." He opened the box, revealing a ring inside. You were shocked, your words running dry. You examined the ring in the box, looking back up at Su-hyeok with visible shock.

Even in these horrid times, he still finds a way to make a smile creep onto your face. "Oh, my god." You gasp quietly, mostly to yourself. "Whaddya say? Wanna be stuck with me forever?" He smiled and you couldn't say no. "Yes, a thousand times, yes!" He smiles at your responses and takes the ring out of the box and places it on your finger. You take a second to admire the ring before wrapping Su-hyeok in your arms.

You laughed in your head at his choice of place and time but it made it even more special in it's own sick way. "I love you." You whispered in his ear and he couldn't help the overwhelming feeling of joy that filled his chest when the words left your tongue. "I love you." He returned the phrase, leaving a kiss on your temple. "What are you guys doing over there?" Dae-su calls out forcing you both to break the hug. You can't help but giggle at the annoyed look on Su-hyeok's face.

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wc: 0.4k (estimated ~5k total) an: this is actually super old but maybe i’ll finish it soon.. we’ll see. also hello aouad fans :)

“Another secret admirer?”

It’s supposed to be a joke, but your voice catches on the words and stumbles over itself. You keep your eyes trained on the carton of strawberry milk in his hand, ignoring the flush that warms the back of your neck. 

He looks at you, quizzically, mouth quirking up at the corners, before his eyebrows raise in realization. His hand clenches around the milk a little tighter, although you pretend you don’t notice.

“Yeah, these things just keep showing up at my desk. It’s cute,” he replies, although his tone of indifference hints more at bewilderment than flattery. You wonder if he’s even aware of the effect he has on people. 

You swallow down the lump in your throat.

“I’m almost jealous,” you tease again, expression falling into pleasant neutrality, although you paste a smile onto your face to make it seem genuine. It’s true, you suppose, the jealousy part- although it’s not for the reasons you’re trying to imply. You think of the package of Pepero that’s been sitting in your bag for days, shame and uncertainty clawing at your insides every time you watch the mysterious gifts appear on his desk during break. 

Something flickers across his face, something you’re not sure how to read, and you suddenly wonder if you’ve crossed some sort of line, It’s not like you two are particularly close. It’s not like he’s supposed to pick up on what you’re trying (and failing) to put down. The classroom suddenly feels oppressively small. 

“You can have it, if you want,” he says suddenly, too loud, and he clears his throat. “I’m not thirsty.”

You hope you don’t look like an idiot, snapping your mouth shut after it hangs open in surprise. You tighten your grip on your pencil like it’ll anchor you to your desk before you start floating away.

“Really? It’s yours, you don’t have to-” 

He interrupts you. “But I want to.” 

And that’s that, except for the smile that stretches across your face. He reaches out and your fingers brush when you take it from him, plastic straw wrapper crinkling in your hand. Something in your chest turns cottony and thick and it’s suddenly hard to breathe.

“Thanks,” you breathe out. He grins, eyes tracing your face with something almost akin to what feels like affection. He tucks his hands into his pockets and shrugs nonchalantly. It’s not long before you have to duck your head away from his intent gaze, feeling like your thoughts have been laid bare and exposed in front of him. 

When you drink the milk later, it tastes sweeter than usual. 

[zenxvii]

Hello! So this is about me the author. I just wanna say thank you for all my supporters and everyone who reads my fics.

Just to clarify I’m 18 and a high school student with a job so I can’t post every day but I hope to post as much as I can and I’m currently taking requests in! I am also dyslexic so I’m so sorry for the typos you may see, I’m trying always to check for typos but sometimes I just cant see them.

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MASTERLIST(Last updated 3.1.2024)

SHOWS:

Night has come

Heo-Yool:

Valentimes day

Kyung-Jun:

Protective boyfriend

It all ended

"Don't fall for me now."

Jealous boy. Part one & Part two

"I wish I wasn't"

So-Mi:

I love you:

All of us are dead

Cheong-san

One sided love

Su-Hyeok

Confessing too late. Part one & Part two

Gyeong-Su

Ice cream

[panjakes]

Somebody asked for this request but tumblr is acting stupid and won’t let me into my submission/inbox. So if you ever come across this! This is your request!

Su-hyeok was running rampant looking for you. Shit was hitting the fan and he had to find you. He dodged students that were running away. He found one of your classmates when he saw them running

“Where is she?! Where’s Yn?!” He asks

“S-she was upstairs” he says before pushing Su-Hyeok away and continues running

Upstairs where?! That wasn’t enough information. He ran up into the upstairs hallway anyway looking in every classroom. He wasn’t going to stop until he fount you.

He ran past a classroom but quickly went back when he heard a scream. He ran back going inside the classroom where he found on the floor with someone on top of you.

The girl snapped her jaws at you. You screamed trying to push her away.

“Yn!” He shouts grabbing the girl. She turned around snapping at Su-Hyeok causing him to fall down himself. You took the opportunity to pick up a chair smacking the girl with it. Multiple times. You didn’t stop until blood painted you and the floor

“Yn! Babe stop!” Su-hyeok said getting up causing you to stop your movement. You looked up at him. Your eyes shook in fear

“S-Su” you were so terrified you couldn’t even fully say his name. Your lip quivered

“Come here baby” he mumbles opening his arms. You rush into his arms sobbing. He heard the groans getting closer. He covered your mouth dragging you away from any doors and windows

Moments later the groans disappeared. Su-hyeok looked down at you with a frown. Your face neck and clothes stained with blood.

He cupped your chubby brown cheeks into his hand trying his best to wipe the blood off your face with his sleeve. Your tears never stopped flowing

He wipes those away too before giving you a small smile

“Your so beautiful” he mumbles

“Not that time Su” you mumble back

“I know. Just trying to lift your spirits. I mean it though. Your really pretty” he says smiling

“Thank you” you whimper

“Come on. We gotta get out of here” he says helping you up from the floor.

You both head over to the door, opening it as quietly as you could. Taking off running as fast as you could to safety.

“Baby go out the window, I’m right behind you” Su-hyeok says causing you to shake

“Your coming with me right?” You ask

“I’m right behind you baby, I’m just gonna clear out these zombies first” he says grabbing your hand.

“N-no! You don’t have to do that” you say

“I don’t, but if it gives you a better chance at escaping then I’ll do it” he says kissing your forehead and pushing you towards the window. You could hear your friends screaming for you two to come down.

Su-hyeok finally got you up and out the window. When you got into the room you could hear all the zombies groans and Su-hyeoks grunts

“Su-Hyeok please come down” you shout up just for your response to be a zombie flying out the window. You scream causing Cheongsan to grab you

“Watch out!” He says grabbing you and pulling you back.

“Su-hyeok is still up there” you say to him

“He’s strong. I bet he’s coming right now” Cheongsan says

You both look at the window. Nothing. Nothing but silence. Before you could get worried all over again the hose started moving and a body started climbing down.

It was su-Hyeok. He basically threw himself into the room clearly out of breath.

“Su-hyeok! Are you okay!?” On-jo asks

“I’m fine.” He says panting, eyes looking for you. They finally landed on you in Cheongsan’s arms. You looked like you could cry. He knew you didn’t know how to handle all this. You were struggling and he knew it. You wanted to break down. And he knew it.

He rushes over to you wrapping his arms around you. You sob into his dirty blazer.

“Shh it’s okay”he whispers leaning down to kiss your forehead but before he could you cock your hand back and punch him in the stomach

He doubles over gasping for air holding his stomach. To add a little flavor you kick his ankle

“Yn! What the fuck?!” He asks

“You idiot! You said you were right behind me! You had me worried sick!” You say trying to hold back a sob

He stands up pulling you into his arms again.

“I’m sorry okay. I didn’t mean to leave you. I was just trying to protect you” he says

“Don’t leave again” you say

“I wont” he says kissing your nose

It was now night time. It was dark and cold. Ms.park had went after nayeon and you all were sitting ducks

“Su, I’m tired” you say looking up at the man. He hasn’t let you go sense gyeongsu turned. Poor gyeongsu.

“Come here, lay down” he says taking off his blazer. You lay down across the table, head in his lap as he covers you with the blazer.

“Get some sleep” he whispers

“What about you?” You ask

“I’ll be fine” he says smiling down at you

“You sure?” You ask

“Positive. I love you” he says pecking your lips causing you to smile. You hadn’t smiled in hours

“I love you too” you say back.

With Su-hyeok’s hands playing with the few curls that managed to escaped out of your puff, you were knocked out like a light.

Su-hyeok looked down at you with a sigh. Your brown skin dotted in blood and dirt. He was going to get you out of here. Safe and sound. Rather it was the last thing he did.

He was going to protect you to the end.

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Because The Rain Makes Rainbows... Pairing : Lee Suhyeok x F!Reader TW : spoilers for the last two episodes ; canon divergence ; fluffy ending ; I'm sorry, it's still kind of angsty in the middle, I can't help myself ; Word Count : 2.1k Request : Anonny : Can I request fluff for Su-hyeok?

To have been found during such a hectic time was a miracle, although you were quite positive that none of them had actually meant to find you at all, you just so happened to be in the room that the group of still human students seeked shelter in. You could remember it clearly, the way they all ran to you as if they knew you, as if you had been one of the missing members of their group and they had been looking for you the whole time. All of them had been so kind, so sweet, and you didn’t know any of them. 

There was one in particular who took a certain… protective stance over you, making sure that you were always safe, always guarded, whenever the group had to move, when an area was deemed unsafe. He had become your own personal bodyguard, and you didn’t even know why, but you appreciated it, and you made sure to thank him every chance you got for watching out for you. He always brushed it off, but the corners of his lips would tug up when he looked at you, when he heard you speak, and he’d quickly look away if you caught him looking. There was something, you just didn’t have the time to think of just what that something might be. 

The group that had grown smaller and smaller with each move you had to make had finally made it away from the school, but not without some of the worst losses that any of you would have to go through. Watching people that you had begun to look at as friends, and some even as best friends die at the hands of zombified students had taken a toll on everyone that was left, but you were all hell bent on getting out, so you pushed forward no matter how bad it hurt. 

“We’re almost there! Come on!” Suhyeok shouted, pushing everyone that was left forward. No one knew how much further there was to go, but his words of encouragement were the only source of reassurement that anyone had left, everyone held onto those words like they were scriptures. Almost there… Were you really almost there? No one knew, but if Suhyeok said so, it had to be right… Right?

Snarls and stumbled footsteps sounded in the distance, and Namras head shot up as she froze in the center of the street. “What is it?” Onjo asked, and you felt your own body freeze up with fear. You had known that whatever it was that was going on wouldn’t have stayed in the vicinity of the school, but it felt like you had been walking for hours, you didn’t think the zombies would have made it this far. 

She started counting off, the number going higher and higher until she urged everyone to run, and before anyone else’s feet started moving, you had sprinted off into an area that you didn’t even know, finding somewhere safe to hide as your hand covered your mouth to muffle your heavy breathing and your whimpered cries. Would this ever be over with? Would any of you actually get to somewhere that was completely safe? It didn’t seem like it, it didn’t seem like there was somewhere safe to go to. The military had already left you all for dead, had they done the same for every other citizen of Hyosan? Did they even care? 

The sound of snarling and screaming was loud, and then it went completely silent. Should you come out from where you were? Everyone else had fought it seemed… Were they gone? Had they lost the battle? Were you the only one left? Maybe they had made it, but realized that you were too weak to be in their group. They were all fighters, and when it came time to fight, you had run, you had been a coward. They didn’t need you in their group, you would only hold them back. Maybe they went on without you, it would be better if they did, it’s not like you were in any way essential to them getting to wherever they were going. You would only hold them back. 

And even though those thoughts were racing through your mind, a small part of you hoped that you would be found once again by the group of people that you had called your friends. Time seemed to tick by though, and with each passing second, that hope dwindled until it wasn’t there at all. No one was coming to save you, they had probably already forgotten about you. It was quite easy to do that considering you hadn’t made any memorable contributions to the group. You had just… been there, and now you weren’t. You hoped that they were okay though, they had gotten you this far, and you hoped that they had made it further. They deserved it, they deserved to make it. 

Four months had passed, and you still could remember that pang of gut wrenching, indescribable fear that overcame you when the lid to the dumpster had opened, and then the overwhelming sense of relief that washed over you and had tears pouring down your face when the dumpster lid was flung open. You weren’t sure how long you had been in there, maybe it had been days, or maybe it had only been hours, you couldn’t keep track, but as they lifted you up and out, your knees buckled and you collapsed onto the ground, crying until you inevitably passed out. 

You had been put into double quarantine along with the rest of the citizens of Hyosan, and while you had been there, you hadn’t seen anyone from the group you had been with. You dreaded the thought that something had happened to them, that they hadn’t made it to safety. Your mind continued to replay that moment back when you had run away. Would they have made it if they ran with you? Would you all have been found together? 

You had never stopped thinking of all of them, silently thanking them for saving you, for getting you here, but there was one person that you thought of more than anyone else. Suhyeok and his smile, the way he spoke to you, the way he stared at you, images of him filled your mind no matter what you were doing. Every waking and sleeping moment, he was there. 

The extra quarantine for Hyosan citizens had ended, but you were all only let out into a slightly larger quarantine zone, but it was better than where you had been, and you hoped that maybe you’d recognize some of the faces of the people that were walking around. Were your parents there? Had any of your family members made it? There were so many people, and you walked around the camp daily, trying to find someone, anyone that you might know. 

“Sorry… Excuse me…” You whispered, bowing your head to the tall figure that you had bumped into during one of your searches, but the person's hands grabbed onto your shoulders, and then one hand moved to slip a finger under your chin, tilting your head up to look at them. 

The sun was so bright, you could barely see, the person’s features shadowed by the blinding light that haloed behind them. “Y/N…?” It was a man’s voice, and before you could correctly place it to someone, his arms were wrapped tightly around you, practically lifting you off the ground as he spun you around. “I was so worried, but I never stopped hoping, I never stopped praying that you’d be here, that I’d find you.” He said, and when he finally put you down, your back was to the sun and you could finally take in the man who was standing in front of you, and the sight of him had tears forming in your eyes. 

“You made it…” You whispered, wrapping your arms around Suhyeok, clinging onto the coat that he was wearing. “I didn’t see you… I thought… I thought you got hurt… Is everyone else okay?” His head quickly nodded as he pulled you against his chest, his hand petting over your hair as his chin rested atop your head. “I’m sorry I ran…” 

“Shh… It’s okay…” He murmured, his hand sliding down to rub soothing circles in your back, but you could hear the raspiness in his chest, he was holding back his own tears. “We looked for you, I looked for you… But it was getting dark… I’m sorry I gave up…” He was ashamed, you could hear it in his voice, but he had no reason to be. You understood, and you were glad that he had made it, that he was safe, but he didn’t seem like that’s what he wanted to hear right now, so you held onto him, and he held onto you, the silence enough for now as you both relished in the fact that you were both there now, you were both together. 

“I never stopped thinking about you either…” You whispered, glancing up at him, and your words had that familiar smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “You saved me… I still owe you for that.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head as he looked into the distance over the top of yours. You wondered what he was thinking, what was going through his mind as that smile stayed plastered to his face, a soft hum emanating from his pursed lips and vibrating through his chest. 

“Well… There was one thing that I had been hoping to do when we got here together that day… But I can do it today, it’ll be just as good.” He mused, and your head cocked to the side as you breathed out a hushed hmm? In response. His gaze lowered to yours, his eyes like lasers as they looked directly into your own, his tongue darting across his lips before he leaned in. You didn’t even have time to react before his lips were against yours. It felt like you were melting, the heat that filled your entire body and the electricity that rushed through your veins, it was like every nerve ending along your skin was alive and highly aware of the way he held you, the way his lips moved against yours. It would be a lie to say that you hadn’t been dreaming of this moment every single night, that you hadn’t been pondering what it would feel like to have his lips against yours, and for it to finally be happening, it was far more perfect than you had ever imagined it to be. “Hey…” The word came out as a chuckle as his thumb brushed along your lower lip. You were in a daze, like your entire body had floated up to cloud nine and you were in no hurry to come back down. “I should have asked you this when I first saw you in the halls at school…” 

The sudden revelation that he had noticed you before all of this had you snapping back to reality, your eyes growing wide as you stared at him. “Y-You saw me? You knew me?” He nodded sheepishly, and you rolled your eyes as you teasingly pushed his shoulder. “Why didn’t you say hi? Why didn’t you do anything?” 

His hand awkwardly moved to the back of his neck, rubbing it quickly as he looked down at the ground. “I thought you were really pretty… But… Who cares about that. We don’t have to go to school, and you’re here now, I’m talking to you now.” You scoffed, but he was right, there was no school to go to, it had been nuked along with all the zombies and some of your friends too. No, you couldn’t think about that, no right now… This was supposed to be a good moment, a happy moment. “So…” He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he grabbed your hands, his thumb brushing along your knuckles before slipping his fingers between your own. “Do you want to go have lunch with me? We can talk while we wait in the super long line… Get to know each other?” 

You giggled lightly, nodding your head as he let go of one of your hands to stand next to you, your arms swinging as you walked towards the lunch tent. It wasn’t exactly a dream date, not even close, but you were with him, and he was with you, and for the time being you and him were safe, and that in itself made it perfect. 

[writinganything]

Suhyeok x reader Headcanons

Warning: nsfw content at some point

HE IS OBSESSED WITH YOU

He would literally do anything for you

He IS literally the definition of charisma and he knows it damn well

His love language is physical touch

I just know that guy is rich, I mean look at him!

He smells REALLY good

He has a really good hygiene, especially with his feet. People just like teasing him about never wearing socs and saying that his feet smells, but it’s not true and everyone knows it.

He hates when someone reminds him of the shitty things he did in the past

he often makes you blush on purpose

He has a workout routine and has a workout kit at home

He knows how to play basketball and American football, but definitely prefers the first one. He just loves sports in general, from artistic sports to contact sports he must try them all!

I think he likes cheerleaders. Base? Flyer? Backspot? Frontspot? Competitive? Sideline? All girl? COED? He doesn’t care, as long as he sees you in that uniform doing that sport. If not, he likes them shy, nerdy, quiet you know?

He absolutely HATES coffee. Its smell, taste, even the coffee beans. No matter how much milk or sugar you pour in it, you’ll never catch him drinking that. Just seeing caffeine disgust him.

Suhyeok loves caramel! He always has some pieces in his pockets and he try to share with you, but you always decline. There’s something in his eyes that says “I hope you say no, so there’s more for me” and it just warm your heart when you see him smile as he opens the wrapper and stuffs the sweet into his mouth.

He is very romantic, so be prepared

He has a dog, a Siberian husky, because it’s an athletic race. He really loves his dog, like when he goes on a walk with it, he often ends up in a pet store buying clothes, accessories, toys, food or just supplies in general for the dog. He referred to it as his child.

He sleeps on his back with an arm over his head, while the other is on your back, massaging it. He really likes cuddling.

He has an habit of always running his hand through his hair, but somehow it doesn’t mess them up.

He is an ass guy

His favorite positions are leap frog because he gets a great view of your butt, cowgirls ( both reverse and facing him) and 69. Giving you head while you’re on top if him getting him off sloppy and slow is sooo hot to him.

Hair pulling kink

If you like being choked, he would hesitate at first, but after a lot of insisting, he did it. Now, you don’t even have to request it, because he does it on his own. Like, y’all could be in a missionary position and he just wraps your neck with his fingers and choke you(not to death obviously). It drives him crazy to see you roll your eyes and smile when he does that. You managed to make him have a new kink and maybe he could let you do it to him someday.

HE LOVES ORAL, he thinks it’s really important during intercourse. If you don’t like giving head tho, it’s not a problem, he loves giving it to you.

“I really need a snack” he said one time in class during a team work with you, his eyes full of lust. You will always remember that recess afterwards…

He just loves giving you pleasure in general

He is SO bad in arts and he attempts to draw most of the time only to see and hear you laugh

Y’all went to a private pottery class one time. Let’s just say, that man can be BOLD when he wants to.

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I think I’m getting good at this! What do y’all think?

[aii-ki]

Operation ， 로몬을 사랑 —

﹒ @Park Solomon ﹕☆

﹟ Summary · You, an idol, happen to get a role you jokingly applied for. Unannounced to you, someone from the cast has been wanting to know you personally for a while ㅤׂ

┆Warnings﹒Lomon's obsessed with you (in a not creepy way), the reader isn't into him though, the reader is bullied by an insert character... readers character in aouad is also an insert ♡

 ᰋ. ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎Details ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎The story is about Solomon but there are parts of Su-hyeok and the reader's character in aouad (all of us are dead), I'm not sure how long this will be, the reader is a female, the reader is an idol in a fake group emanating from a fake survival show, this story isn't finished so each chapter might take a bit ‎ ‎ᰍ 

꒰୨୧◞ 。Prologue⠀.ᐟ

Reader is a stunning singer and an even stronger dancer. Dancing is something she's cared about since a very young age, going to dance class 9–5 on weekends and all day after school on weekdays. Being bullied and having no friends made leaving for dance practice more enticing; even if she was tired, she never missed a day.

It was her strong suit—the first thing everyone noticed when she performed.

She appeared in the public eye for the first time on "Noa," a survival show hosted by Hybe ent in 2018. Her captivating visuals and talents amazed viewers and the eyes of 18-year-old actor Park Solomon. 

He had just finished filming "Sweet Revenge" not too long ago and was to soon be starring in Lookism; he had never really cared for music survival shows or music in general. Noa just happened to be running when he had nothing else to watch. Solomon was interested in what would come from the show, especially what would come from you.

In his head, he had wished you luck in debuting; he would've voted for you, but he wasn't sure how the website worked, so he settled for silent encouragement.

Eventually, in April of 2019, you debuted in the group Seasons, a light-hearted, bubbly, girl-crush-style group, a classic concept for girl groups in 2018. 

He enjoyed the debut song and added it to his favorite playlist, and that was the end of it; he didn't give much more thought to it, and that's the extent of your parasocial relationship.

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Flash forward to early 2021, and Minju, the member of your group you knew pre-debut, was begging you to take up a role offered to you for a new zombie-thriller-style show.

Acting was never a skill you possessed, nor was it something you cared about taking up, but the director of the show told your manager you fit the visuals he had imagined for the character perfectly. With staff and members practically begging you to take it, you inevitably did. The show would start shooting later that year, which gave you time to take classes and fully understand what you were getting into.

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Eventually, the time to start shooting came, and you got your script. 

It was so much more than you assumed it would be; it was kind of stress-inducing but thrilling at the same time.

You finally step on set, ready for anything, and all you can focus on is none other than Kim Eun Ae, a mean girl from your early years of high school.

You were excited, yes, but this made this a lot harder than it should've been.

✧ ˚ ࿔ @seungki.!! · ˚ *