#gwi nam fic

[iheartcake123]

Hii, i like your Gwi Nam postsss, i have a request, can you do a "Gwi Nam x Reader" Where Gwi nam was already a Hambie and he is crying and sad because he can't find y/n around and once he found y/n he hugged her immediately and crying because he misses her, like they were close friends when the zombie apocolypse was still not spreading but because of he was a bully, y/n didn't wanna be friends with him anymore but Gwi nam changed and apologized to y/n, he tried his best to get along with Cheong san and the others and also confessed to y/n and accepted it?

Here is your request <33 i didn’t know how to end is so sorry about the abrupt ending💀

☁️missed you-yoon gwi-nam☁️

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gwi-nam had searched the whole school, yet he just couldn’t find you. the fact that he hadn’t seen you as a zombie gave him some hope but his hope was running thin.

tears brimmed his eyes as he thought about you, the last time you both spoke was when you decided not to be friends with him anymore. when you found out he was a bully, you instantly cut him off. you didn’t want to be friends with someone who hurt people.

gwi-nam missed you like crazy. when he became a hambie, it was an eye opener for him. he’d been given a second chance to change and it would start by making things right with you.

“where are you” gwi-nam whispered under his breath holding back tears as he was unsuccessful in finding you yet again.

it had been days since he’d last even seen a human being. with a sigh, he decided to try once more. he couldn’t give up easily. gwi-nam dragged his feet up some more stairs and headed down the hallway, he entered the first classroom on the left which was the music room. as his eyes scanned the room all he could see was zombies.

with a sigh be turned on his heel to leave but he then noticed a familiar smell. it smelt like you. your perfume was very distinct as it was very floral and sweet. a glint of happiness filled gwi-nam as he then went to look around the room, maybe you were hiding behind a desk?

after searching, he still couldn’t find you.

and that’s when he heard it.

your voice.

it was extremely quiet but with his new hambie senses, he could just about here you.

you were talking to yourself. about a plan to get to the roof.

“if i wait for the coast to be clear, i could maybe slip past the zombies when they aren’t looking” you were muttering to yourself.

gwi-nam let out grin as he then approached small closet that was in the music room.

he knocked on the door gently, loud enough for you to hear but not loud enough to bring attention to the zombies in the room.

when you heard the knock, you instantly froze. had zombies figured out how to knock?

with a gulp, you pressed your ear to the door to see if you could hear anything. silence. and then you heard it.

gwi-nam’ voice.

never in a million years did you think you’d be excited and happy to hear his voice again. but, what was he doing standing there and leaving himself a target for zombies?

“y/n is that you?” his voice was soft.

you quickly unlocked the door and pulled gwi-nam in before locking the door again.

“you’re an idiot you know that? standing there like bait, the zombies could’ve gotten to you. seriously, how childish-” you began to scold him but immediately stopped speaking once you felt gwi-nam envelope you in a hug.

he was surprisingly warm and you found yourself returning the hug.

“i missed you so much” he whispered into the hug and you sighed slightly “im glad you’re safe y/n”

“im glad you’re safe too” you hummed before pulling away from the hug, when you finally looked at him you gasped slightly.

gwi-nam was missing an eye.

“w-what happened to you?” your brought your hand up to cup his cheek.

you couldn’t help but be nurturing towards gwi-nam. even though you stopped being his friend, you were once really close to him. you couldn’t stop yourself from caring.

“it’s a long story..y/n im so sorry for everything. im sorry for being a fucking bully and im sorry for being a bad person. i should’ve realised earlier but i regret everything, im sorry that my actions broke our friendship off. i care about you so much. please forgive me” gwi-nam took a hold of your hand that you had on his cheek.

you looked at gwi-nam’ facial expression and it broke you. he had tears in his eyes and he was definitely being genuine. you nodded your head, you were more than willing to forgive him. you now also had tears in your eyes and gwi-nam wrapped his arms around you again.

“thank you” he said into the hug and you tightened the hug.

after pulling away, you let out a small smile before rubbing his cheek.

“now tell me, what happened to your eye?” you questioned him and gwi-nam explained it all.

how he killed the principal and how he and cheong-san had gotten into a fight, how he was now a hambie and how he regretted it.

although it shocked you, you knew he trying to better and you could tell how much he regretted all of his actions. you thought about it before telling gwi-nam your plan. which was you were trying to get back to your friends including cheong-san who were now on the roof.

in an instant gwi-nam agreed to help you get to the roof so you both planned how to get to the roof.

you then soon found yourself knocking on the roof door. gwi-nam was fighting the zombies off while you desperately knocked to be let through to the roof.

“guys! it’s me, please open the door!” you yelled through the door and eventually it was opened.

you hastily called out to gwi-nam and you both quickly went through the door before slamming it shut. adrenaline pumped through you as you caught your breath, when you looked up you saw all of your friends stood watching you and gwi-nam.

“y/n why have you brought this asshole with you!?” cheong-san picked up a large piece of wood and held it up like he was ready to his gwi-nam.

you understood why but gwi-nam was going to be better so you instinctively put yourself infront of gwi-nam.

“look, i know you guys aren’t the best of friends but-” you began.

“not the best of friends? this asshole tried to kill me!” cheong-san yelled and you sighed.

“i know…but, i’ve spoken with him and he’s trying to be better. he asked for my forgiveness and i gave it to him. im not asking you to forgive him or to be friends with him..just give him a chance to prove himself” you said your part.

it took a while but eventually your friends agreed to give gwi-nam a chance. the only condition, was that you had to stay with gwi-nam no matter what to keep an eye on him.

you were more than happy to do so, you were just grateful your friends were even giving him a chance.

all of you were waiting for the army to hopefully arrive. you needed saving. a fire was burning in the middle of the roof and you all sat around it in a circle. cheong-san to the left of you and gwi-nam to your right.

“so what’s the plan if the army don’t arrive?” gwi-nam spoke up and cheong-san kissed his teeth in annoyance.

“we haven’t thought of that yet” you answered gwi-nam since no one else would.

“we should all start thinking about that, we can’t trust that they’ll come”

“i know, but we’re all trying to have some hope” you patted his leg.

“maybe it’s time to just breifly start thinking about it though”

“don’t tell us what to do! you just want to get us killed! you’re just the bullies gopher so know you’re place” cheong-san spat at gwi-nam while staring daggers into gwi-nam.

you paused as you noticed gwi-nam’ jaw clench and his fist roll up into ball.

god, this couldn’t be good.

you looked between the two who were glaring at each other now and gwi-bam for a split second looked at you before taking a deep breath in.

he then stood up and walked away into a corner.

“cheong-san please just give him a chance” you sent your friend a small smile before going to check on gwi-nam.

he was taking some deep breaths in and out while pacing up and down.

“that was really big of you to walk away” you told him and he stopped what he was doing.

“im trying to be better, for you” he looked at you and you nodded.

“i promise you y/n, i will be better. this might sound crazy to you but, y/n i care for you a lot. i didn’t even know it was possible to care this much for someone. i missed you so much and now that im here with you i feel things” gwi-nam was now standing directly in front of you.

your heart began to beat fast.

“i feel things that i’ve never felt for anyone before. y/n i love you and want to be with you. will you be my girlfriend?” gwi-nam finally admitted while placing a hand on your cheek.

you didn’t know what to say. you swallowed hard as gwi-nam rubbed soft circles on your cheek. you then let out the biggest grin while nodding.

“yes. a hundred times yes” you told him.

in an instance, you leaned in and pressed your lips onto gwi-nam’ lips. he kissed you back and brought his other hand to cup your other cheek to deepen the kiss.

you could feel him smile into the kiss as your hands rested on his torso.

after the kiss was over, he rested his forehead onto yours and you both just appreciated each other’s presence.

[poisonedprose]

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[writinganything]

HI sooo I was wondering if you could write Soft Gwinam x reader from all of us are dead like in the apocalypse and like how it would go with those two like what would they do when he turns into like half zombie thing stuff like that (I don’t know if you do Soft Gwinam so sorry if you don’t😭😭😭)

Sorry I’ve left Tumblr for a bit but here it is

Warnings: Kinda depressing, talking about kys

He’d protect you at all costs

I feel like he would ask you if you want to become a halfbie like him. If you do, he would bite you the less painful he can. If you refuse, he’d still respect your decision.

He kills every zombies in a room and throw them out before hiding you there because he knows you would be too scared to stay near them even if they’re dead

He’s the one to go find food for you to eat

One day, when he was cuddling you to sleep, he confessed on how if something ever happened to him he wanted you to take his knife and look for Cheong-San and everyone else. Because even if he does everything to keep you happy and safe, what if something happens?

If you know your constellations/stars ect, I imagine you teaching them to him at night when the sky is clear. It makes the world stop for a while and you guys forget that flesh eating monsters are hunting you down.

He tries his best to make you forget about the apocalypse I could say. He goes to find food for you to eat, take a shower if it’s available and keep a conversation.

He teaches you how to survive

“I would still love you if you decide to go with them you know?…” he said one day, referring to the other survivors. He gets insecure about himself on if he can really protect you and that you must find him annoying or smtg but you always comfort him.

But after all this time in an apocalypse that didn’t seem to be ending, you were getting tired. Seeing your old friends now laying chasing you around to make you become one of them or laying dead on the ground was becoming too much for you to handle and your mental health had deteriorated. You haven’t had a proper meal in weeks and despite your efforts to keep it up…giving up didn’t look so bad.

Plus, your boyfriend’s rivalry with Cheong-San was upsetting because it was all he could talk about sometimes.

Ofc when Gwi-Nam saw your state, he blamed himself and damned the whole world for letting this happen.

The same night, you had an argument with Gwi-Nam.

You tried talking to him about how he should stop blaming everything on Cheong-San and because you were becoming sick of it, but he didn’t listen and took it personal. This soon transformed about your mental state, then how dangerous it was outside, then how he wants to make you join them to make you happier.

Then you started getting angry at how he wasn’t making any sense. He hated Cheong-San but wanted you with him and his friends??

“As long as you’re safe, I’m surviving and if I have to leave, I will” is the last thing he said.

The next day, you thought he was taking you out to take a shower like he usually does but instead, he took you somewhere else.

And there, there was your friends. Still alive.

You ran toward them, happy to see them and when you turned around, Gwi-Nam wasn’t there anymore.

Time went by and you missed your boyfriend, wondering how he was doing and where he was. The only updates you got were from Cheong-San.

Until there wasn’t any updates anymore. Cheong-San and Gwi-Nam were dead. From an explosion.

[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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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 ?

[nessinborderland]

Hungry for You

Pairing: Yoon Gwinam x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Dark fic

Word Count: 5k

Summary: You want to stay alive.

In your school, zombies roam the halls and death is certain. Unknown to you, a bigger threat lingers nearby, and he's hungry. Lucky for you, he doesn't want you dead either. He just wants you as dead as he is.

Warnings⚠️ Extremely Dubious Consent, Vaginal Sex, Character Death, Blood and Violence, Blood and Gore

Notes: This work was inspired by a request that was sent via my google forms. Thank you to the anon that requested it, this was a fun one to write ;)

If you enjoyed it, please consider leaving a heart and reblogging <3

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Plunk! Tink! Bum! Bang!

You can’t listen to that fucking piano anymore. Your head hurts for a multitude of reasons, and the goddamn piano noise just outside is going to make you lose your mind, you’re sure of it.

Who are you kidding? You feel like you have lost it already. The last thirty-something hours have been nothing but a hell straight out of your foulest nightmares, and you can’t wait for it to end so you can go home and sleep the headache away. But that seems something further and further from happening with every passing hour.

A zombie apocalypse. A fucking zombie apocalypse. You can’t believe that something as unbelievable as the dead rising is fucking real. You refuse to believe it.

All you want is to sleep – beyond tired from all the running, the crying, and the fear that still makes your heartbeat race – but that seems to be impossible. Your back and neck hurt from your half-sitting, half-lying position against the wooden closet behind you, and your eyes sting from hours of crying and lack of sleep. You sigh; what you wouldn’t give right now to be safe and sound in your bed.

Tink! Bang! Plunk!

You cover your ears with a grunt and change positions on the bench you’re in, stretching your legs that are starting to tingle from being bent for so long. Your feet collide with your companion’s thigh, and you mumble a quick apology before bending your legs again with a sigh.

“It’s okay,” comes the weak reply.

You glance at the girl in front of you, eyebrows furrowing as you take in her almost catatonic state. Lee Nayeon; that’s her name.

She saved your life.

You had been so close to being a zombie meal, your legs almost giving up on you as you tried to find someone or something, or somewhere that would help you stay alive. You got inside that classroom by sheer luck, and it was by Nayeon’s grace alone that you didn’t die outside that room. If she had never opened the door for you, you would be growling with the other monsters in the corridor, waiting for the chance to sink your teeth into the flesh of the living.

So here you are, you and your companion, seemingly alone in a school that quickly became a death trap, with zombies growling in the halls and a piano grinding on your nerves.

“That’s it, I’m stopping that thing,” you proclaim as you rush to get up, limping on prickly legs as you make your way to the door.

You hesitate, your hand on the handle; is it safe? You know the answer to that: a big, fat, NO.

“What’re you doing?” Nayeon questions, her tone hesitant as she glances at your hand before looking at your face. “It’s not safe.”

“I know,” you say with a nod, followed by a gulp as you take up the courage to unlock the door. The sound of it unlocking makes you slightly jump, and your shoulders tighten as you slowly open the door just a crack. “I wanna stop the noise, that’s all.”

The adjacent room is messy, with broken furniture and musical instruments painting a chaotic scene together with the blood on the floor, but at least it appears to be empty. You are aware of the couple of zombies trapped in the room, their growls making it easier to pinpoint where they are in the dark room. You open the door a little more before remembering that the sliding doors that access the corridor are wide open.

“Nope,” you say to yourself as you close the door again, cringing as it makes a loud noise. You let out a small whimper as the zombies in the room start a wave of agitating noises, no doubt alerted by the sound of you carelessly closing the door.

You hold your breath as you wait for them to calm down, hoping that no zombies were alerted by their ruckus. The last thing you need right now is even more zombies in the area.

“Do you think that the piano will attract others here?” Nayeon’s voice right beside you startles you, and you turn to face her.

“Yeah, that’s why I’m trying to make it stop,” you answer in a whisper, “but I’m scared more will come. The sliding door is open.”

“I’ll help.”

You nod, taking a deep breath before forcing yourself to open the door a second time. Everything seems as calm as before, the growls of the trapped zombies now back to normal. You glance at the lit hallway, relieved at seeing it empty.

“Okay so,” you start, “I’m going to stop the piano while you close the door and keep watch, okay?” Nayeon nods and you give her a brief smile. “Cool, let’s do this then.”

~+

“You were supposed to keep watch!” you loudly whisper, trying your best not to shout your words. You shoot a fearful glance at the door, where new zombies bang against it with all their might, and you feel like sobbing. Fresh blood slides down your arm and drops to the floor, and your whole body shakes as you try not to panic from the burning scratch on your forearm. You see red from how furious you are. “I was almost bitten back there because of you!”

“I’m sorry!” Nayeon pleads with tears in her eyes. “I got distracted and–”

“And I almost died!” You push her then, unable to control your rage as your voice raises in tone. She falls back against the bench, eyes on the video camera in her hands. You feel your anger grow. “And all for a goddamn camera?”

“I said I was sorry, okay?” she snaps, sending you a look that reminds you a lot of the Nayeon you are more familiar with. “You don’t have to be a bitch about it, it’s not like they bit you!” You were never friends, or even in the same class, but you always knew her as the preppy rich girl with a superiority complex. And here she is, proving herself as exactly that.

“Fuck you,” is all you say as you remove yourself to a corner of the room, grabbing a roll of toilet paper with shaky hands from a nearby box before sitting back on the floor against the shelves.

You do your best to clean up your wound as you try your hardest not to panic. Is a scratch enough for you to get infected? Is this how you will die? By turning into those awful monsters?

At least I’ll eat her as revenge, you think to yourself before shaking those thoughts away. You don’t want that to happen, doesn’t matter that you almost died because of her recklessness. You want both of you to live. That’s all you want right now.

A sound from across the room makes you look at Nayeon, that is focused on the video on the camcorder like nothing else matters. Some voices and names sound familiar, but you’re too tired and dizzy to focus exactly on what they’re saying. Still, hearing other people brings you some comfort, and you’re dozing off to sleep before you realize it.

~+

A sudden noise startles you awake, and you open your eyes wide to search the dark room, fearing the worst. Nayeon is standing across from you, filling her bag with the food and drinks from the shelves with a vigor you can only describe as desperate. You can still hear someone talking from the video camera.

How long have I been asleep? you ask yourself as you feel your injury burn. A look at it tells you that at least it has stopped bleeding.

“What’re you doing?” you ask her, hating the way your voice sounds. Your head hurts now more than ever, and you consider going back to sleep.

“I’m just–”

She interrupts herself before finishing her words, and you look up at her with a raised brow, sensing that something is wrong but unable to realize what.

“It’s my fault he died,” says someone in the video, grief clear in the boy’s tone. “Please let his grandma know.”

Your eyes widen at the words, and you think you just realized why Nayeon is staring at the camcorder with such intensity, a tremble to her lower lip.

“You know them?” you ask. She nods, and that’s all the answer you need. “I’m sorry.”

You stay quiet, deep in your thoughts as the words in the background go by you. You don’t know these people personally, but their faces are familiar. They are students, just like you. Teenagers with dreams and hopes that suddenly don’t matter anymore. All that matters now is surviving; at least to you. Still, most die, as shown by the dead walking just outside this door you’re hiding behind. Kids are dying in here. Outside the school grounds too, for all you know.

Maybe that’s why no one has come to our rescue after almost three days, you think to yourself, quickly shaking those thoughts away; losing hope won’t help you stay alive.

A beep snaps you out of your thoughts, and you look back at Nayeon to see that the camera has seemingly run out of battery. She’s looking in your direction; but not at you. At something beside you.

You glance in the direction of her stare, relieved and confused by seeing nothing but a wall and more furniture. There’s no one there, but the look on her face makes you believe she’s seeing a ghost.

Nayeon suddenly drops the bag in her hands, and you watch as the look on her face deepens into something you can’t quite comprehend, but looks a lot like grief and regret. She hugs her knees to her chest and buries her face against them. Her shoulders start to shake.

“I killed them,” you hear her whisper in a tone so low you have to force yourself to comprehend her words.

“W-What?”

“I killed them,” she repeats in a shaky voice. “They’re dead because of me.”

Before you can process her words, she stands up and reaches for the bag on the floor, refilling it with food and beverages with newfound vigor before heading for the door.

“Wait, where are you going?” you ask with wide eyes, forcing yourself to get up and follow her. Your scratch still hurts like hell, but at least it has stopped bleeding. That – and the fact that you’re yet to crave the flesh of the living – brings you some relief.

“Got to go back to them,” is all she says as she opens the door and walks out.

You follow, hesitating by the door as you see her peek into the corridor. You quietly walk towards her and pull her by the hand, hoping that the zombies lurking in the hallway aren’t attracted by your presence.

“What’re you doing?” you whisper, trying to pull her with you back inside the room. She shakes her arm off your grip. “This is dangerous!”

“They’re on the roof,” she explains, eyes wide as they lock on yours. They look desperate as she passes by you to search for something near the wall. “They don’t have any food or water, so I’m bringing them some. I have to help–”

Bang!

The sound of a door shutting roughly behind you makes you both jump, and you turn around to look at the source of the noise. Relief floods through you as you see who it is, the sight of seeing someone else alive – even if it’s him – filling you with hope. You had avoided thinking about him at all since this all started, but part of you was sure he was dead. You should’ve known better.

“Gwinam!” you exclaim at seeing the tall boy, a smile gracing your lips as you take a step closer. Your smile quickly drops as you take in his appearance.

Something isn’t right.

He’s covered in blood, white jacket stained red. But that is not what worries you.

“W-What happened to your eye?” you ask, gulping at the expression on his face. You reflexively take a step back as he takes a step forward, the way he looks at you sending a chill down your spine. Something is very very wrong. “Gwinam?”

“What’s that?” he asks instead with a nod in Nayeon’s direction, ignoring your questions.

“It’s… nothing.”

“Well…” he says, passing by you, his eyes locked on Nayeon. “I have to go to the roof. But the door’s locked. So, I’m going that way,” he says while pointing at the window.

You stare at him in surprise; what is going on?

“You’re not a zombie, are you?” Nayeon asks in a hesitant tone, her eyes jumping to you before she focuses back on him. You can see the growing fear in her eyes.

Something is very very wrong.

“Zombie? Fuck that!” You can’t help but flinch at Gwinam’s tone. He might not be a zombie, but he is starting to scare you almost as much as one. He was never kind, but this is not normal – even for him. “So, is that food?”

“Yes, we–”

He interrupts your attempt at claiming his attention. “Are you hungry?”

“Gwinam, what’s–”

“I’m not talking to you, am I?” he snaps at you, turning his bad eye in your direction before focusing back on Nayeon. “Are you, huh? Are you hungry?

Nayeon nods.

“Me too.”

You hear it more than you see it. The scream; the gurgling sounds; the blood spraying the room – spraying you – and dripping onto the floor.

The look on Nayeon’s face as Gwinam buries his face in her neck and starts to feed.

It all happens so fast that you have no reaction but to freeze for the first few seconds. Your heartbeat quickens and your knees tremble, and you do anything but stare as Gwinam pulls Nayeon to him before biting into her neck with a disgusting, wet sound. Blood spatters and dribbles onto the floor as you watch him feed on the girl like she’s nothing but a bag of blood, the slurping sounds coming from his feeding making you retch as you double over and fall to your knees, eyes unable to leave the carnage in front of you.

You see the moment life vanishes out of Nayeon’s eyes, her body going limp before falling to the ground. Then slowly, he turns to you, and your eyes lock.

“What about you,” he takes a step forward, a gory smirk on his bloodied face. “Are you hungry?”

You have to run, or he will eat you too, screams the voice in your head.

He’s so much faster than you. Or maybe your eyes give it away. Either way, he’s grabbing you before you can even attempt to escape.

His strong hands squeeze your wrists in a tight grip, and you gasp as he forces you to stand up and shoves you against the wall with so much force it pushes the air out of your lungs. The look in his eyes is predatory. Hungry.

“Do you have any idea how good you smell?” he asks, leaning towards you to run his nose against your pulse. You jump at his touch, whimpering as his tongue licks your skin. “I bet you taste fucking amazing.”

You’re about to die; you’re sure of it. He’s going to eat you alive, just like he did with Nayeon.

“Please,” you beg, shaking your head in supplication. “Please don’t.”

He laughs. Like you said something funny. Nothing about the last three days has been funny.

“Lucky for you, I’m not hungry anymore,” he says, and you almost relax in his grip. But the look of bloodthirst in his good eye doesn’t let you.

Gwinam was always… complicated, to put it simply. You’ve known him for as long as you’ve attended Hyosan High School. In the beginning, he was just another classmate. Yes, he was cute, but he was also mean most of the time and liked to hang out with the wrong crowd, so you avoided him as much as possible.

Until you couldn’t.

When he asked you on a date – all red ears and avoiding eye contact – you had half a brain to say ‘no’. In retrospect, that’s exactly what you should’ve done, but the younger you was beyond happy to have a boy like you enough to ask you out.

So, you said ‘yes’, a shy smile on your face and the fantasies of a naive girl running through your head as you accepted his request.

Your relationship evolved naturally from there, and before you knew it he was stealing kisses when no one was around and touching your hand when you passed by each other in the hallways. It quickly became something more, with heated make-out sessions that ended with both of you naked and panting.

It was good; until it wasn’t. It broke your heart to end it, but you couldn’t ignore what he did anymore. How his group – him – treated others so badly that they dropped out or hurt themselves. Even to you, he was toxic; jealous, possessive, pushy… It took you some time to realize, but you knew he wasn’t good for you.

That was almost a year ago. You’ve barely said a word to each other since then, but – to your surprise and relief – he never tried to seek revenge after your breakup.

You hope that part of him still likes you enough to keep you alive.

“Are you going to- to eat me?” you can barely choke out your question amidst your sobbing. Funny; you were sure your tear ducts had run out of tears. Apparently not.

“No.” His answer makes you relax just a bit; you know he’s not lying. He’s not going to eat you. But that doesn’t mean he’s not going to hurt you.

“T-Then are you–”

“I’m not letting you go either,” he says in a decisive tone. That’s when he leans his head to the side, observing you like he’s seeing your face for the first time. One of his hands releases your wrist to catch a falling tear, following its path up your face until his palm is cradling your cheek. It’s surprisingly gentle. “Why are you crying? You never cried before.”

“You’re scaring me,” you whimper, not able to control the tremor in your voice. “Please let me go.”

He scoffs, thumb wiping away your tears.

“Remember when we used to fuck after school? I swear I can still smell you on my sheets. Fuck,” he swears, pressing his forehead against yours. A sob escapes your lips at the proximity, and he chuckles. “You used to make the prettiest noises. I wanna hear you moan like that again. It’s been way too long.”

His body presses against yours at the same time he forces you into a kiss.

“No!” You cry out at the feeling of blood on your mouth and face, gagging when he deepens the kiss. You push him away with all your strength, but he barely budges. “Stop!”

A loud crash from behind you is what finally has him release you. You scream as a hoard of zombies barges into the room, you the clear target of their hunt. Gwinam barely reacts to the intrusion, grunting in frustration as he throws you into the other room before any of the dead can get you.

You fall to your knees as he closes the door behind him, and you do nothing but stare as you hear what goes on outside, the swears of Gwinam indicating that he’s fighting them off in some way. How he’s doing that, you can’t even begin to imagine.

Whatever he is, you’re sure of one thing: he’s not human anymore. Not completely.

The commotion outside lasts a few minutes, and you hold your breath as the last growl gives place to an eerie silence. Then, the doorknob turns, and in comes Gwinam, alive and well despite the blood on his clothes, skin, and hair. You can’t believe he’s alive. A small part of you wonders if he is alive.

You say nothing and stay on the floor, waiting for him to do or say something. But Gwinam barely sends you a glance before walking to the couch and sitting down with a sigh, his good eye closing as he leans his head against the wall.

“Why are you doing this?” you ask after your sobs have subsided. You can’t take the silence anymore.

“Why shouldn’t I?” he scoffs with a shrug, opening his eye to finally look at you. A chill runs down your back at the intensity of his gaze. You want him to look away.

“You ate her.”

“Be glad I didn’t eat you.”

That makes you shut up. You could be like Nayeon right now, body rigid and growing cold as your own blood sticks to your skin. Dead. But you’re not. That’s when you remember the blood in your mouth. Her blood. You rush to clean your bloodied face, gagging at the taste of it on your tongue.

“Are you going to kill me?” You rasp out after a moment of dry heaving.

“Not thinking about it, no. Why? Feel like dying?”

You shake your head, new tears falling down your cheeks. You want to live. You really do.

And that’s why you stand up, eyes not daring to meet his as you straddle his lap, hands hesitantly going on his shoulders as you try not to gag from all the blood on his face. The same blood that is also on your face, even though you did your best to clean it off. The blood that belongs to neither of you.

Without a word, you use the sleeve of your shirt to wipe off the blood on the bottom half of his face. If you’re going to do this, you’re not doing it with Nayeon’s blood on his skin.

He watches you in silence, a light smirk on his lips that only widens when you start to unbutton your shirt, button by button. You can feel his heated gaze on you, burning you in a way that makes you want to press your thighs together. You know what he wants, and you don’t think you have any good options but to give it to him. It’s not like it’s your first time, anyway. Sex with him, if anything, is familiar.

Gwinam’s impatience gets to him, and he’s soon ripping your shirt open, buttons popping to the ground. You yelp as he roughly palms your breasts, ripping your bra apart before pulling them into his mouth. You close your eyes at the sensation of his warm tongue on your nipples, trying not to think about how he was eating someone not even twenty minutes ago.

This all feels like a nightmare, and you want it to end. But fuck, does he know how to touch you.

His mouth trails its path up your chest to the curve of your neck, marking your skin in ways that make you shiver and wonder when he’ll break your skin and turn you into a monster. Just like him.

You shiver at the thought, and he must take it as a sign of enjoyment because he’s pulling you down for another kiss before you can stop him, soft lips roughly forcing yours to respond to him as he tastes your mouth. A whimper escapes you as his teeth graze your bottom lip, his smirk clear as he stops you from pulling away.

So, you quickly give in.

When he breaks the kiss to pull your body under him, you let him. When he lifts your skirt and rips off your panties, you open your legs wider, ashamed of the wetness that shows him just how ready you are to get him inside you. His fingers are rough and fast as he touches you, thumb pressing on your clit as two of his fingers stretch you for him, making you arch your back and sway your hips as you chase more of that shameful pleasure.

“I’ve missed this pretty pussy of yours,” he groans against your ear as you hear him pull himself out of his pants. You gasp as he starts sliding his dick up and down your folds, making you moan every time his shaft bumps against your clit. “Always so wet for me.”

When he finally slides into you, it’s agony; the good and the bad kind, all mixed into one delightful experience. The head of his cock inside you makes you shake and moan in pleasure as he fills you up to the brim, your legs trembling as he lifts them over his shoulders before starting to thrust into you so roughly you have to cover your mouth to muffle your screams.

He doesn’t slow down as he fucks you, hands squeezing your tits as he leans over again to suck at your nipples, your legs still bent over his shoulders just making him fuck you even deeper as the angle shifts. You lay there as you let him use you, eyes closed tight as tears slide down your temples and your palm stops your moans of pleasure from escaping.

This shouldn’t feel this good. But it does. Fuck, it does.

If you try hard enough, you can imagine you’re still dating, and this is just another normal school day where he fucks your brains out after school. He wasn’t always the most giving lover, but he knew how to make your legs cramp from pleasure and make you moan the loudest.

And it seems he hasn’t forgotten how your body works.

“Look at me,” he orders with a thrust so deep it makes you whimper in pain. “Open those pretty eyes and look at me while I’m fucking you.”

You do what he says; that’s when the illusion is shattered. He’s not your boyfriend anymore and you’re not in his room, having sex just like normal teenagers. No.

Gwinam is a monster who just ate another human being and forced you into having sex with him. What choice did you have anyway; dying, just like everyone else? No, that’s not a choice. Not to you.

So, you endure it, all the long minutes it takes him to fuck you to completion, his gaze never leaving yours till the moment he comes with a groan and a shudder, burying his face in your neck. His thrusts get shallow as he comes in you, the feeling of it overwhelming as the weight of this whole situation throws you back into reality.

You just lay there as he comes, wincing at the burning feeling in your core that only grows when he pulls out of you, his cum seeping out of you to stick at your inner thighs. You stay still as he rests on you, your heart beating like a galloping horse as you catch your breath. You’re surprised to feel his fluttering heartbeat against your breast, fast and shallow, but there.

For whatever is worth, he’s alive, somewhat.

You lock eyes again when he finally pulls himself up from your body, a satisfied glint in his eye that shows you how satisfied he is. His features are relaxed and there’s a light smile on his lips, an expression that reminds you so much of the boy you used to date. It brings you some comfort; he won’t hurt you now, will he? You want to believe he won’t.

No words are shared between you as he stands up in all his naked glory, and that’s when you see it; the very gruesome, very recent marks that scar his body. You hadn’t noticed these before, but now they’re very clear in the contrast they make against his pale skin.

He shouldn’t be alive.

“What happened?” you ask before you can stop yourself. You slowly rise to a sitting position, leaning over to grab your mangled shirt off the floor. “What is wrong with you? Your body…”

He halts his movements and his eye narrows.

“There’s nothing wrong with me.” He looks almost offended, like you’re the weird one. “I’m better now than ever before,” he continues as he finishes dressing. “You’re the one that should ask herself what is wrong with you.”

The look he gives you is enough to make you recoil, and you flinch as he kneels before you, grabbing you by the arms with so much force you cry out.

“Please,” you beg, in a shaky tone. “I gave you what you wanted, now let me go.”

He shakes his head as he cradles your cheeks, pulling your face to his.

“You could be like me,” he starts, growing excitement in his voice as he pulls you in for a short kiss that you don’t return. “Do you trust me?”

“You know I don’t.”

“Too bad,” he shrugs, followed by a low laugh. “It would be a waste to watch you die. I can do you one better.” The grip on your face tightens slightly, and you tense under his touch.

“Gwinam–”

The feeling of his teeth on your neck feels like blinding pain. He moans as you scream, trying to push him away, but he acts like you’re not even trying. You can feel it in his grip, the moment he tastes your blood. You’re going to die; you can feel it.

“No!” you cry out, thrashing against his hold.

He stops then, pulling away from your neck with a groan, mouth covered with your blood. You shakily cover the wound, eyes wide as you take him in, breathing deeply with a satisfied smirk on his lips. You shake as the feeling of pain intensifies, the blood running down your still naked chest warm against your cooling skin. You’re terrified, and you know he can see it in your eyes.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he says as he forces you to lean back, long fingers brushing your hair from your face. “You’re gonna thank me for this later, I promise.”

“Am I-am I going to die?”

“Nah,” he laughs, kissing your trembling lips. “You will live forever. We will. Together.”

[plentyoffandoms]

Yellow (Part 1)

wearer is willing to hug

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-Nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Warnings: Some swearing. Nothing sexual yet

WC: 869

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @weputthefunin-funeral 2nd & 3rd gifs @dramastream

YN’S POV:

He is staring again.

Ever since I transferred to Hyosan High School a few months ago, I was used to being stared at, as I joined a month into the new school year.

Many people wanted to know where I was from. Why did I transfer?

Did I do something bad that made me have to transfer to a whole new school and leave my friends behind?

The answer was no.

My father got promoted and we needed to move for his job.

I quickly became old news and made friends. People stopped staring at me, except for one.

Yoon Gwi-nam.

"He is staring at you again." Jang-Mi said to me as she nudged my foot under the cafeteria table.

"I know. I can feel his eyes on me wherever I go."

"Maybe he likes you." Sun-Hee said as she nudged my shoulder.

Before I could say anything, Jang-Mi quickly said, "No shit."

The two of them started to bicker, and I ate there in silence, trying to wrap my head around what Sun-Hee said.

~

I wasn't really paying attention to what the teacher was even saying. I was staring out the window, playing with the bracelets that I had on my wrist.

Laughing silently to myself at the myth that came with these so-called sex bracelets.

They were a going away gift from my friend Ye-Rim. She knew I like to try and accessorise the school uniforms as much as possible without getting in trouble, of course.

"Just make sure no one snaps them." She said teasingly.

"Or what? I will have to do what that person says?" I scoffed as I looked down at the bag of jelly bracelets.

"Yes." She then on to tell me what the meanings were behind each of the colours.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I sat up straight and leaned back slightly to listen. "You are gonna get caught." Dal-rae, another one of my friends whispered to me.

I was gonna say something back, but I was called on by the teacher to answer a question.

~

I ran as fast as I could towards the school, but even I knew I wasn't going to make it on time, and that was going to be three demerit points.

Either way, I was gonna be late, so I decided to stop running and take my time, but I wasn't the only one.

Myung-hwan and his pathetic group of friends weren't that far from me, and that included Gwi-nam.

Who seemed to have a sixth sense of when I was close to him because he looked over his shoulder and I could see the half-smirk on his face.

He said something to Myung-hwan, who looked back at me as well and said something back to Gwi-nam that had the both of them laughing. Gwi-nam stopped walking, and the others continued walking.

I held my head up high and went to walk past him, but I didn't realise he had his hand out to grab my backpack until I was pulled back into his chest.

"Now, now, YN, where are your manners?" He tutted at me.

Gwi-nam's POV:

She raised her eyebrow at me. "What do you want, Gwi-nam?" She asked instead.

This is probably the first time I have heard her say my name. I mean, I hear it in my head as I think about her, but never once from her own lips.

"All I want is a hug."

She took a step back and looked me up and down, clearly confused.

"Why would I give you a hug? I don't even know you."

I figured she would ask that.

"You see YN when I saw those bracelets that you constantly wear under your jumper one day, I remember one of my older cousins mentioning them and said they were all a fad in North America when they did a student exchange program."

"They have no meaning." She tried to say.

"But they do. Now I would like a hug." I held the snapped, yellow bracelet up high for her to see.

YN gasped and looked down and saw that it was indeed gone from her wrist.

"Unless you want me to tell everyone that you actually had to come here because you got caught cheating on your exams at your old school."

"You are willing to tell some stupid lie just to get a hug? Why? No one else will touch you?" I could tell she was angry, but I stood my ground.

She looked like she was having an inner battle with herself, and she sighed and held her arms open and wrapped them around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around her.

The hug wasn't very long, but just as she was about to pull away, I made sure she heard me say, "You will be mine, YN." and I let go of her.

YN quickly turned to walk towards the school.

"Oh and YN?" She stopped and didn't say anything.

"Make sure to keep wearing those bracelets. I think you and are going to have fun with them."

Orange (<-Part 2)

[panjakes]

Not on my watch!

Summary: Naeyeon won’t do anything to gyeongsu. Not on your watch

Warnings:Cussing,mentioning of blood,fighting

Implied black reader, anyone can reader



Everyone sighed in relief now that the zombie was gone and they were once again safe. For the moment at least

Yn walked over to her boyfriend patting his back

“Bare-su hit you kind of hard with that mop” Yn says giggling making Gyeongsu scoff

“It’s not funny! It really hurts” he says walking away making Yn giggle some more

“Hey!”

Everyone looks at Naeyeon who had yet another outburst

“Your nose is bleeding” she points at gyeongsu

Gyeongsu stops in his place before whipping his nose.

“Suhyeok hit me with the mop” he says going to grab some tissue

“Stop! Stay back!” Naeyeon says stepping back

“Hey! I just told you he hit me with the mob!” Gyeongsu says

“It’s true I seen it” Yn says stepping up

“Sh-shut up! Your just defending him because he’s your boyfriend” Naeyeon says making everyone look at the two

“Boyfriend? Since when?” Dae-us asks

Yn walks over to Naeyeon grabbing her by her sweater

“Why do you have to tell everybody’s business but your fucking own? Huh?” Yn says about to raise her fist

“Hey! Hey no! No fighting” Ms.park says

“Get your dirty hands off me!” She says swatting Yn’s hands away

“Oh! My hands are dirty because I’m black?!” Yn asks shouting

“Yes!” Naeyeon answers

“You bitch! I’ll beat your ass!” Yn shouts but gyeongsu grabs her

“Yn no!” He says

“I’ll handle you later!” Yn says pointing two fingers at Naeyeon

“You need to get him out of here right now!” Naeyeon says

“I just said I was hit with the mop!” Gyeongsu says

“Then what’s that on your hand!? It’s a bite!” Naeyeon says making Yn laugh at her stupidity

Cheongsan goes over to gyeongsu grabbing his hand looking at the injury

“It’s just a scratch” cheongsan says

“Even from here I can see that” Yn says

“A scratch that the zombie gave him” Naeyeon says

“I scratched myself when I picked up the computer!” Gyeongsu says Defending himself

“Just apologize” Dae-su says

“N-no! He’s going to kill us all of you don’t get him out of here!” Naeyeon says

“I’ll kill you if you don’t shut the hell up” Yn says walking forward but Cheongsan puts his arm out in front of her to stop her

“Okay stop! Gyeongsu just go in the recording room for five minutes!” Ms.park says

“What?! No I’m not infected” Gyeongsu says

“Just for five minutes…it only takes five to turn” cheongsan says

“We’ve been standing here discussing this for five minutes and he hasn’t turned! He’s fine!” Yn says

“No it’s okay! I’ll go in there for a whole hour!” Gyeongsu says

“Babe no! Your not infected! Lock that bitch up since she’s wants to start drama!” Yn says

“Yn stop!” Ms.park says

“It’s fine. I’ll go” Gyeongsu says

“Then I’m going with you” Yn says

“No! Stay out here” Gyeongsu says

“Yeah go with him. Lock them up together” Naeyeon says

“I swear she has one more time” Yn mumbles

Gyeongsu walks into the recording room closing the door.

Five minutes go by and Yn goes in to try and get him to come out.

“Gyeongsu. It’s been five minutes. You can come out” Yn says

“No fuck that. I’m staying a full hour! Just to prove them wrong!” Gyeongsu says

“Fuck them! Let’s go” Yn says

“No I’m staying” Gyeongsu says making Yn groan

“I’m staying too” Yn says taking a seat next to him

“I don’t need your company” Gyeongsu says making Yn laugh

“You love my company! Stop being stubborn” Yn says reaching over to pinch his cheek

“Stop that!” Gyeongsu says smacking her hand away

Yn giggles and it goes silent before Gyeongsu speaks again

“Hey babe?”

“Hm?”

“If I really was infected…would you still love me?” Gyeongsu asks sadly

Yn stands up with a smile. She opens her arms wide requesting a hug. Gyeongsu smiles standing up wrapping his arms around her

He felt safe with Yn. She made him feel better.

He puts his face into her neck inhaling the smell of vanilla and shea butter.

“I’ll love you during life and death” Yn whispers

“That’s a long time” Gyeongsu says pulling away from the hug making them both laugh

They both take their seats still holding hands.

“When we get out here. Stay close to me. So I can protect you” gyeongsu says making Yn smile

“I’m a big girl. I can handle myself” she says

“I know” Gyeongsu says leaning over to kiss her cheek

“Aww they’re cute!” Jimin says making suhyeok nod

“Naeyeon you should apologize. To the both of them” Dae-su says

“No. When he turns you’ll be thanking me” Naeyeon says sitting down in a chair

“She gets on my nerves she knows good and well I’m not infected” Gyeongsu mumbles sitting down in the chair

“I’ll kick her ass. Always picking on you…why don’t you just beat her ass?” Yn asks making Gyeongsu sigh

“Because I’m a boy and she’s a girl. My parents raised me better than that” Gyeongsu says

“Well my parents taught me to stand up to bully’s and that’s what she is.” Yn says taking a seat next to him

It was quiet for a moment. Before Gyeongsu laughs

“What’s funny?” Yn asks

“The look on everybody’s face when she revealed our relationship” gyeongsu says smirking at Yn

“That wasn’t funny. We wanted to be the ones to tell them and she took that away from us” Yn sighs

“Calm down its not that serious” gyeongsu says

“It is to me” Yn says sighing

“Fine. I’ll go apologize” Naeyeon says standing up going to the door

“You better apologize” Dae-su says

Naeyeon rolls her eyes ignoring him going into the room

Yn looks back rolling her eyes. She turns her chair around so she wasn’t facing the girl.

Even though her back was turned she listened to the conversation. She listen how it started out nice and slowly went down hill. Yn turns the chair around just in enough time to see Naeyeon grabs gyeongsu hand.

She jumps out the chair snatching his hand away.

“Don’t touch him” Yn says

“I just want to clean his scratch” Naeyeon says going to grab his hand again but Yn snatched it back

“I already did. Found a first-aid kit. He’s okay” Yn says pulling gyeongsu away from the girl

“Anyway. I still suspected you” Naeyeon says throwing the cloth on the table

“We know. If you didn’t he wouldn’t be in here” Yn says

Naeyeon ignores her and continues talking

“I’ve always looked down on you” she says

“It’s okay. It’s in the past” gyeongsu says making Yn upset

“You deserve to be looked down on…fucking welfie” Naeyeon says harshly

“Watch your mouth!” Gyeongsu says standing up

“You really thought I’d apologize to you? You should stay the full hour. I hope you never come out” Naeyeon says walking away

“You bitch!” Yn shouts grabbing the girl by her hair slamming her to the ground

“Ms.park they’re fighting!” Suhyeok screams

Ms.park rushes into the recording room helping gyeongsu break up the fight

“What is the meaning of this!?” Ms.park asks grabbing Naeyeon

“She didn’t apologize! She started talking shit! She tried to kill gyeongsu!” Yn shouts trashing around his gyeongsu’s arms

“What?!” Ms.park asks

Yn pushes gyeongsu away before calming herself

“She walked in there and started talking down on gyeongsu. She tried to wipe his hand with her cloth that has zombie blood on it!” Yn says making the room grow quiet

“She’s lying!” Naeyeon says

“I say her before I went into the recording booth!” Yn says

“Don’t believe her! Black people are liars” Naeyeon says

“My lying black ass will whoop your ass!” Yn shouts charging at Naeyeon

“It’s true.” Nam-ra says stopping the commotion.

“I saw her too.”

“So your both lying?!” Naeyeon shouts

“When everybody was looking at gyeongsu you were in the back. You took that chance and wiped your handkerchief on the mop with the zombie blood on it” Nam-ra points to the broken mop

“I did not!” Naeyeon shouts

“You tried to wipe gyeongsu’s scratch but Yn grabbed his hand stopping you.” Nam-ra says

“I did not. I just tried to clean it” Naeyeon says

“Your handkerchief. Pull it out”

“No”

“Why not?”

“Because I said no”

Nam-ra tries to reach in Naeyeons pocket but she moves away

“What are you doing?! I just said I didn’t do it! Who do you think you are. Do you feel special class president?” Naeyeon asks earning a smack from Nam-ra

“When was I ever your class president?” Nam-ra asks

“Enough! Namra, Yn. You do realize what your saying? If what your saying is true…Naeyeon tried to kill gyeongsu.” Ms.park says

“She did! You have to people telling you they saw her in action! She just tried to kill gyeongsu!” Yn shouts

Gyeongsu just stands in his spot In shocked. He didn’t even realize. If Yn wasn’t there Naeyeon would have wiped his hand. And he’d be a zombie right now.

“It’s true. Naeyeon tried to kill gyeongsu” Nam-ra says with a frown on her face

Everyone in the room was silent and In shocked. No way Naeyeon would stoop that low.

“You fucking bitch! Here!” Naeyeon says throwing the handkerchief at Nam-ra

“Couldn’t be me”

Yn thought to herself

Nam-ra goes and picks up the handkerchief expecting it.

“There’s blood on it. Couldn’t be gyeongsu’s blood…you never wiped his hand” Nam-ra says

“That’s because it’s my blood. My knee was bleeding” Naeyeon says

“Wipe it again” Yn says going to stand next to nam-ra

“No. I don’t need too. I stopped bleeding” Naeyeon says

“Just put it on your knee” Nam-ra says

“No!” Naeyeon shouts

“Naeyeon you-“ cheongsan says walking towards her but gyeongsu and suhyeok holds him back

“Fuck! Fine! I’ll do it” Naeyeon shouts going to grab the handkerchief and wipe her knee

Everyone watches as she slowly put it’s up to her knee

“Stop! Okay!” Ms.park says snatching the handkerchief but Naeyeon fights her about it

“Let me go!”

“Naeyeon. You really dislike me so much, that you were willing to kill me?! What have I ever done to you? Huh?” Gyeongsu asks

“Shut up! I’ll just die! Is that what you all want right?!” Naeyeon shouts

“Girl don’t try and be a victim after you just tried to kill somebody” Yn says

“I’m not being a victim! That stupid welfie deserved to die! And so do you!” Naeyeon shouts in Yn’s fight

Yn cocks her hand back before swing on Naeyeon and knocking her down on her ass

“I’ve whooped your ass once and I’ll do it again!” Yn says

Gyeongsu stops her wrapping his arms around her waist

“Yn, babe it’s okay! I’m okay!” Gyeongsu says

“She’s wrong gyeongsu!” Yn says

“What makes that dirty welfie better than me? That welfie pushed me” Naeyeon asks

Yn pushes gyeongsu away stepping over to Naeyeon

“His personality makes him better than you! His heart makes him better than you!? You wanted to kill him because he pushed you?! I beat your ass kill me?!” Yn shouts

“Enough! Nobody’s better than anyone.” Ms.park says but Yn just ignores him

“Grow a motherfucking heart and stop being so mean all the damn time and you’d find some fucking friends” Yn says walking away to sit down

Gyeongsu follows behind her crouching down to hold her hands

Yn puts her head down her lap

“Yn please calm down” gyeongsu whisper

“I-I can’t!! If I didn’t see or stop her I could have lost you! I’m not ready to lose you!” Yn says softly sobbing

Gyeongsu smiles taking his thumb to wipe her tears

“Thank goodness you did stop her,because I’m still her alive and not infected. Give me a hug” gyeongsu says wrapping his arms around the shaking girl

“You tried to kill my bestfriend…How could you!” Cheongsan shouted ready to charge at the girl getting held back

Gyeongsu jumps to go and calm him down. He was alive and thankful and he wanted everyone to see it that way too.

“Cheongsan clam down!” Gyeongsu says

“I didn’t kill him! He’s right there! Alive and breathing! So calm down!” Naeyeon shouts

“But you tried!” Yn shouts

“Are you kidding me?!” Onjo shouts

“Stop picking on me!” Naeyeon says

“You never stopped picking on gyeongsu” Yn says

Cheongsan finally got out everyone’s grip and pushes Naeyeon to the floor

“Why’d you try to kill him?!” Cheongsan asks

Everyone stood and looked at Naeyeon with a frown. Even gyeongsu

“I have no friends” Naeyeon says crying

“Oh please! Not the crocodile tears” Yn says rolling her eyes

Naeyeon gets up from the floor. She walks over to the door and open it’s going outside.

“Hey!” Woojin shouts going to stop her but Yn stops him

Ms.park runs to the door trying to stop anyone else who decides to stop Naeyeon

“Guys. No matter what happens don’t die. Don’t let anyone die. Okay!?” Ms.park says

Nobody says anything

She smiles at everyone before leaving the room

“Ms.park!” Dae-su shouts

“Dae-su no!” Woojin shouts

“She left!” He says

Gyeongsu let’s out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Cheongsan walks over to gyeongsu pulling him into a tight hug while sobbing.

Soon Yn joined in. Then everyone else did. They were happy that their friend was alive

Gyeongsu was still in shock himself. He knew Naeyeon didn’t like him but he never thought she’d take it as far as too kill him.

Everyone pulls away going back to their seats.

Yn was the only one who didn’t.

“I see I’m the one who needs to protect you” Yn says with a sad smile

“Wouldn’t mind it. I have a super hot girlfriend who’s willing to protect me… I say that’s pretty awesome” gyeongsu says smirking

“Shut up!” Yn says pushing him away from her. He chuckles before pulling her back into his arms

“I love you Yn. Thank you for saving me” he whispers in her ear

“I love you to gyeongsu” Yn says kissing his cheek

[gemstarstarlight]

If I have learned anything in life, it’s that the Single Handsome Boy who does Bad Things will be adored.

Regardless of morality or level of Bad Things.

I think I want to call it The Ted Bundy Precedent.

[roktavor]

Written for the 'trail of blood' square on my new @badthingshappenbingo card.

Rating: M Words: 5.3k Pairing: Cheongsan/Gwinam Summary: [different zombie apocalypse AU] In the midst of this most recent zombie outbreak, Gwinam hunts for a fresh meal.

He stumbles across someone familiar at the end of the blood trail.

[card progress under the cut]

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

A vaguely yandere fic with Su-Hyeok and Cheong-San. All I’ve got is a bit of dialogue between Su-Hyeok and Gwi-Nam.

……

“Why do you need him?”

“I’m gonna kill him.”

Su-Hyeok pins him against the wall by the throat, heated glare in his eyes as he practically snarls at him.

“He’s mine. Don’t fucking touch him.”

“Ooh. Hit a nerve did I? Maybe I’ll keep him instead and make you watch?”

Su-Hyeok punches the shit out of Gwi-Nam, breaks his knuckles on his face and threatens to do worse if he so much as thinks of going near Cheong-San

Gwi-Nam smiles through bloody teeth, laughing slightly as he spits blood and spit to the side.

“Does your boyfriend know how much of a psycho you are?”

[iheartcake123]

HIIII!!! I love your writing, It's a masterpiece to me. Anyways! Can I please have a Gwi-Nam x Reader. Where Gwi-Nam likes the reader and he does anything to get her attention before the spread. Then when the virus was lose in the school, the reader still denies the feelings she has for him but he won't let her go. Sorta thing. If you do this I will be very great full. Keep up the good work!!!!

hiii, here’s your request!! <33 again im so sorry it’s took so long😭 there’s a part where they’re in the principals office but for the sake of the fic, the principal isn’t in there💀this will also be split into 2 parts sskdkf and it’s going to be slow burn🤭

☁️feelings-yoon gwi-nam☁️

Part 1

Masterlist

you excitedly giggled with your friends as you all watched the latest kpop music video on your laptop.

“ah they’re all so cute” your friend commented sinking into her seat.

“we need to get tickets to their concert the next time they hold one!” you suggested nudging her arm.

“for sure. you know i think they’re-” you friend began but was cut off by a loud voice.

“aju nice! dadadadadadada. nice!” gwi-nam obnoxiously sang out loud while attempting to do one of the dance moves which caused other people in the classroom to laugh.

you rolled your eyes and shut your laptop in an instant. gwi-nam just always had to ruin everything for you. every single day he’d do anything to get your attention and it never worked.

you would never like him.

at least that’s what you told yourself.

“asshole” you muttered to yourself as you folded your arms and watched him continue to try and make you laugh.

when he finally stopped, you shook your head and turned to your friend again.

“sorry about that, please continue” you sent her a smile and she began to tell you what she was saying earlier.

“yeah i know the ceo personally” gwi-nam raised his voice again as he spoke to his friends while trying to see if you were impressed “he invited me to dinner and wants me to meet some celebrities, i was actually going to ask y/n to come with me to meet him”

you rolled your eyes again. you hated when he would mention you in his conversations like you were close to him. after sighing loudly, you pushed your chair out and stood up.

“let’s go to the cafeteria, it’s too loud in here” you commented loud enough for gwi-nam to hear.

you just wanted him to stop trying so hard.

as you made your way to the cafeteria with your friends, a voice called out your name.

“y/n!” it was loud and you knew who it was in an instant.

gwi-nam.

you didn’t even understand how he had managed to follow you so fast.

of course, you ignored him as you then began to speed walk to the cafeteria.

“hey! y/n, wait up!” he called out again but this time you felt his presence next to you.

“gwi-nam, i really don’t have time for you. i just want to get some lunch” you said not looking at him, determined to get to the cafeteria.

“i’ll join you then” he continued to walk beside you.

with a huff you stopped in your tracks and turned to face gwi-nam.

“i don’t like you so please just leave me alone!” you snapped before increasing your pace even more. you were practically running.

“not going to happen” he grinned cheekily while quickly catching up with you.

you rolled your eyes and gave up on trying to get him to stop following you. it was clear that he wouldn’t give up anytime soon.

as you got your tray of food, gwi-nam followed you on your tail. he copied every single thing you did. when you had a bite from your food, gwi-nam would do the same with his.

many people would say it’s cut that gwi-nam was so infatuated with you. however, this was constant and even though you thought gwi-nam was attractive, you’d be lying if you said he wasn’t, that didn’t change the fact you didn’t want to peruse a relationship with him.

he was a bully and you hated that about him. you hated bullies and were not going to get involved with one.

“even the way you eat your food is pretty” gwi-nam commented as he stared at you putting a spoonful of rice in your mouth.

you had to admit his compliments were sweet. but again, he was a bully.

suddenly, you lifted your head up after hearing screams. students were piling in some covered in blood, clearly running away from something.

your heartbeat quickened and before you knew it gwi-nam had grabbed your arm. he was pulling you up to run away.

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you never thought you’d end up in a situation where you were stuck with gwi-nam. yet here you were.

both of you had managed to escape the cafeteria and made your way to try and find a safer place. now you were stuck in the principals office with him.

“we could maybe make it to the roof after they disperse out a little bit but we’d have to move fast” you told him after listening to the sounds of zombies through the door.

“are you crazy? that would put your life at risk. no way. i’ll find a safer way to get out of this place” he argued back “you need to get some sleep”

gwi-nam stepped forward and grabbed your arm to pull you towards the sofa.

with a sigh you reluctantly sat down.

you hadn’t realised it but you were exhausted.

who knew a zombie apocalypse could be so draining?

a yawn escaped your lips and gwi-nam stared as you forced yourself to stay awake. you didn’t feel safe especially since half dead people were on the other side of the door.

“it’s okay, you can sleep” gwi-nam sent you a soft smile and you shook your head.

“im fine” you desperately tried to hold back another yawn but you couldn’t help it.

a chuckle escaped his lips and he looked at you with a raised brow.

“get some sleep” he then moved so you could lay down on the sofa.

you wanted to protest but you were exhausted. you needed to rest.

[sanzuphobe]

i hope they domesticate gwi nam

[allofuswantgwinam]

idk if im gonna do kinktober cause tbh im not gonna lie it gave me anxiety while i was making my list BUT i do wanna write again. i know for sure there’s a one shot on my old page i wanna bring over here and re do cause when I was reading it I was like “ooo so many things could’ve been better but I like this” so that’s happening and I’ve been thinking of some gwi nam ideas

[crazyk-imagine]

Fic Rec II

One Piece (Live Action)

Roronora Zoro

Liminal space by @paperultra

How to disappear by @zorobff

Vinsmoke "Black Leg" Sanji

Service with a smile by @paperultra

Bring me the sun and I'll give you the moon by @honeydjarin

Hammock by @paperultra

Worth your while by @cow-smells

House of Dragons

Aemond Targaryn

It's complicated by @hamatoanne

All of us are dead

Yoon Gwi-Nam

Whipped by @iheartcake123

All of us are dead Master List by @iheartcake123

Harry Potter

James Potter

Cause' your kinda cute by @wingedhallows

Begin again by @pretty-little-mind33

Stay beautiful by @pretty-little-mind33

Gold rush by @pretty-little-mind33

Sunny-side-up by @dearharriet

Why didn't we work out? by @astonishment

Top Gun Universe

Top Gun: Maverick Master List by @fanboygarcia

Javy "Coyote" Machado

The plus one by @beyondthesefourwalls

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

A change to everything by @beyondthesefourwalls

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Divine Retribution by @pellucid-constellations

Little lion man by @wkemeup

Bucky and his arm drabble by @buckyalpine

Twilight

Paul Lahote

Always an angel by @jogetsobsessed

Random

Twilight masterlist by @fishoutofcamelot

Misc

Peaky Blinders Master List by @theshelbyclan

Otis Driftwood HC by @soupbabe

Lost Boy by @fandom-imagines-stories

Adults by @panic-at-the-fiction

How the knights would confess by @sketchshack-go-blr

Blue moon boy by @sagesolsticewrites

Code red by @zepskies

Transactional by @sethsclearwater

Bittersweet blunders by @happy74827

Full of adrenaline by @withahappyrefrain

Musicals aren't supposed to have encores by @agentofteamvaliant

Clean Shaven by @your-highnessmarvel

Dating Han by @early2000smovieimagines

Liar by @discopaddock

Mastermind by @pretty-little-mind33

Love, love, love all these fics and think everyone here is an incredible writer. I hope you all enjoy these as much as I do!

[gwinamwhxre]

hellooo, if you’d like to request any angst/fluff/smut with any of these characters, I’d love to write! also provided the links to anything i’ve already written about the characters

also, if you enjoy my writing, my wattpad is suhyeokslvr, I’m currently writing a yoon gwi-nam fic (from all of us are dead) :)

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all of us are dead

- gwi-nam

let me (smut)

- cheong-san

- su-hyeok

- gyeong-su

sweet home

- hyun-su

rather me than you

to take the pain away from you (smut)

- eun-hyuk

- eun-yoo

- jae-heon x ji-su

- sang-wook

- wooi-myung

alice in borderland

- arisu

- chishiya

all for nothing (smut)

- karube

- kuina

- kyuma

alchemy of souls

- jang-uk

- jang-uk x mudeok

- seo yul

- dang-gu (no smut he’s too bby)

[plentyoffandoms]

Glittery Green (Part 14) (18+)

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

the wearer is willing to "69"

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @walksdowonders 2nd gif @dramastream

GWI-NAM'S POV:

I kissed up and down her neck, my fingers gently thrusting inside her pussy. "Gwi-nam." She sighed my name, tilting her head to side.

"Why don't you take off that dress and stand next to my bed."

"But,"

"No baby, just trust me. I have missed you and I want to make it up for the lost time."

She slid off my lap and went and did as I asked. I palmed myself through my pants as she slowly stripped for me.

"All off it, YN."

"Are you going to strip?"

"I will. Don't you worry about that." My breathing picked up when I finally saw her in all her glory. I have seen bits and pieces of her body, but not like this.

"Gwi-nam, please." She whispered, but I heard her.

I took off my suit, and for the first time, the two of us were naked. I took a few steps and wrapped my arms her and slammed my lips against hers once more.

Her arms wrapped around my neck and kissed me back. I pulled back as I needed air, the two of us trying to catch our breath.

I let her go and lay on my bed. I made sure I was flat on my back. "Break the glittery green one for me."

The wearer is willing to "69"

"Now climb on top of me. Face the other way." She hesitated, but did as I asked.

"Just like that. Yes, now do what you did in my car, and I will do what I did that other day." I gripped her hips and pulled her pussy towards my face.

I dove right in and started to eat her out, groaning at the taste of her. Fuck, I have missed this.

I groaned against her pussy when she took me in her mouth. My hips lifted off the bed, and I went deeper in her mouth and down her throat.

She gagged around my cock, but didn't stop until I was fully in her mouth. I wanted nothing more than to flip us over and pound into her face, but I just got her back.

I inserted one finger inside her pussy once more, then another one. My lips wrapped her clit and I sucked.

She was dripping down my chin and on my face, and I was loving every damn second of this. When she stopped talking to me, I thought I would never get to this point or have my cock down her throat again.

Speaking of that, her head was going up and down. "Just like that, YN. Gonna cum down your throat and you're gonna swallow it all." I growled against her pussy before I went back to licking.

She ground her pussy harder against my face. I knew she was close. She was dripping even more now and her pussy was fluttering around my fingers.

She pulled off my cock and moaned my name loudly. I fingered and licked her through her orgasm.

YN'S POV

I felt it before I even came. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and moaned his name, loudly. If he didn't have the top two floors, the neighbours would be complaining about how loud I moaned his name.

He continued to fuck me with his fingers and his mouth and tongue never let up as I shook on top of him.

I took him back in my mouth, working his cock back down my throat. Moving my head up and down.

I was into making him finish in my mouth, remembering the sounds he made the last time.

I didn't notice him plant his feet flat on his bed until I felt his hands on the back of my head as he started to thrust up into my mouth.

"Take it. Take that cock."

"Fuck yes. Gonna come. Fuck me. Shit YN." The last part came out in a groan, and the first rope of cum hit the back of my throat.

I swallowed as fast as I could, not wanting to miss a single drop. He made sure of it by his tight grip on my head.

"Shit. I could spend every day in your mouth." He said.

My pussy clenched around nothing at the thought of him doing that.

Red (Part 13) ♣︎ Black (Part 15) (18+)

Gwi-nam taglist: line through, won't let me tag @thefrogqueen8 @leia2cool @skz-tua-txt-storytimes