#night has come (tv)

[zenxvii]

character: go kyung-jun x fem!reader

kdrama: night has come

!!: thoughts are in italics

🫶🏻: childhood friends, protective go kyung-jun, friends to lovers

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y/n had just got out of her room walking around the halls. She wanted to get out of this hellhole as soon as se could, she couldn’t bear to see anymore of her classmates die.

Passing by rooms she knew where se exactly wanted to go. She had walked towards the cafe in the building not knowing all the trouble inside it.

- y/n pov

I had wandered through the halls and got closer to to the cafe. I heard lots of voices from there so I quickened my steps. There was lot of people standing there and in the middle there was Hyun-Ho fighting with Kyung-Jun.

“What the fuck is going on.” I whispered to myself noticing it didn’t catch anyones ears.

Kyung-Jun had roughly pushed Hyun-Ho and he slammed against the wall. “Alright! Isn’t this enough now!” I said strongly and went to push Kyung-Jun away from the other man.

“You stay here.” I told him and went to help Hyun-Ho up. “You okay?” I asked him as I helped him up. He nodded at me and gave me a smile.

I could feel Kyung-Juns burning a hole onto me head, but I didn’t mind it. “I don’t get it. Why do you guys have to fight at a time like this.” I breathed out and shook my head.

“y/n’s right.” Our class president agreed with me. “We should go now.” He continued and mentioned that we should go downstairs and meet everyone in there.

I watched them leave and Kyung-Jun slumped on a chair and kicked the table. I sighed and exited the cafe and went to a girls bathroom to look for a medkit.

Once I returned to the cafe I saw Jin-ha and Seung-Bin also sitting around the table. “You idiots.” I said and their gazes turned to me. I sat on a chair next to Kyung-Jun and gently pulled his chin between my fingers.

“Why do you start fights.” I asked him and started to clean his wounds. He didn’t answer but hissed each time the wound pained him. I just sighed and cleaned his wounds.

After cleaning his wounds I turned to Jin-Ha who was on next chair next to me. “Head this way.” I told him and he turned his head to me. I started to clean his wounds but then someone yanked my hand back.

“He can clean his own wounds.” Kyung-Jun told me but I didn’t listen and yanked my hand back. “Don’t get in my nerves now. I bet you guy started the fight but let me help out a little.” I said and turned my attention back to Jin-ha.

I don’t get why was Kyung-Jun like this. When we were young he wasn’t violent he was kind. I miss the old him who wouldn’t just throw fists around. But I do love this Kyung-Jun, he treats me well. I’ve tried to told him to stop fighting but he still hasn’t, maybe someday.

Kyung-Jun had stayed silent as I cleaned the duo’s wounds. “All done. Now stop doing unnecessary shit like this, you’ll just draw suspicious to your way.” I said and shook my head and the trio just stayed silent not matching my gaze.

“Let’s go then.” I told then and got up. Jin-Ha and Seung-Bin got up as well but Kyung-Jun just sat there. “You two go ahead.” He told them and they just obeyed and left. Leaving me and my cranky boyfriend in the cafe.

“What is-“ “Do you love me?” I started to ask but got cut off by Kyung-Juns question. Do I love him? Of course I do.

“Of course I do. You know it.” I told him snd walked up to him. “It didn’t seem so.” He said and made eye contact. “What do you mean “it didn’t seen so’” I quoted him “Why did you go at Hyun-Ho first when I’m your loved.” He said and that’s when I knew what was up.

“Are you jealous?” I teased him and he sighed. “Of course. That jock freak has liked you for a long time now.” He said face turning into anger. Huhhh?? Hyun-Ho likes me?? Well damn.

“We both know I only love you.” I said and sat down next to him taking his hand onto mine and squeezing it a bit. “I love you.” I told him again.

He gave me s faint smile before standing up and pulling me into a hug. “I’ll make sure we get both out of here. Together.” He reassured me. And I nodded to his chest.

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Few nights later

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We were at a swimming pool looking around. I felt like it was pointless but I didn’t give up, I believed Yoon-Seo she was one of my best friends.

I was all the way back almost other side of the room and I heard people talking bit then I thought I saw something in the water.

I crouched down and tried to look again, but I couldn’t see anything anymore. Weird. I tried to look around with my hand and putted it in the water moving it around a bit.

Nothing. I started to get up but then felt a strong tug and I was face first in the water. I gasped and water filled my lungs as I tried to swim back to the surface. I got back to the surface and started coughing and saw Kyung-Jun and everyone else running to the side I was on.

“y/n!” He screamed as he reached me and extended his hand. “I’m okay..” I said and tried to grab his hand but then something tugged me again and I was underwater unable to swim back up.

I heard a splash and felt arms wrap around but my vision was blurry. I gasped for air when I was back up and started coughing hard.

I was in Kyung-Juns arms and Jun-Ha pulled me up as Kyung-Jun tried to lift me. I got on the floor still coughing and people gathered around me. Kyung-Jun basically jumped out of water and came to me.

“What happened?!”

“Are you alright!”

I was getting bombed with questions. “I..” I tried to speak but nothing came out. “Shut up!” Kyung-Jun shouted at everyone l. “Leave her be. She needs to rest!” He said and picked me up in a bridal style and started walk away.

“Message the plan then. Now I’m taking care of my woman.” He said and walked away leaving everyone behind.

He took me to a room and wrapped a towel around me. “I thought I was gonna die.” I told him and felt tears starting to form. “But you’re not. I don’t know what happened but from bow on I’ll protect you always.” He said and wrapped his arms around me.

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End🙏🏻

What did tug y/n😨 Could it be the ghost..🥶

[rainymoodlet]

Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

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Part 3 of 5 ☕️

[kdramemes]

Night has come - spoilers without context

I'll be honest, I'm a little pissed about some particular things. And you ?

[softquietsteadylove]

Hey could I ask for a Thenamesh human au were Thena is raising her little sisters (Sersi and Sprite) after their parents die and Gilgamesh is her co-worker who finds her having a mini breakdown and comforts her? Kinda slow burn-ish and no smut if possible

"Sorry!"

Thena pressed even harder on her eyebrows, sure she would get bruises from it. Maybe then she might actually get medical clearance for time off. "It's fine."

"I didn't mean-"

"It's fine!" she snapped at him again, shifting to swipe at the corners of her eyes and wipe the tears onto her fingertips and then on the sleeves of her cardigan. "I was just...looking for something."

But all she heard was the door shutting gently.

Thena sighed, picking her head up and looking around the shelves. All that was in here was extra paper and printer ink. "Gil, I'm fine."

Gil was sweet, if a little too sweet. He went out of his way for people, which their firm really discouraged. But he was going into family law, which was easy to tell from the 'everything' about him.

"Yeah, I just, uh," she heard him shuffle around before finally turning to glare at him. Her glower was usually strong enough to scare away anyone else. He pointed at the shelf of toner. "Printer."

She closed her eyes, feeling the throbbing in her head from her coffee and the twitch in her eyes from her need for sleep. But they had a lot of contracts to examine, and Sersi was in the middle of the soccer season, which meant she didn't even get home until 6, which pushed dinner to 7 and that said nothing about homework and getting Sprite to bed at a decent hour.

"Um," Gilgamesh gulped, tugging at the suit he was wearing. It was standard attire for the firm, of course, but she always imagined he had a hard time finding suits to really fit him. Perhaps he needed shirts and Jackets in one fitting and trousers in a smaller one. "How was Sersi's game?"

She whipped her head up at him, and she must have looked ready for murder by the way he flinched. "What?"

He went stiff as a board, practically pressing his back to the door. "S-Sersi--your sister, you said she had a soccer game on friday. H-How did it go...if that's okay."

Right, friday; she had rushed home from work, still with half a day's work to complete, picked up Sprite, gotten her not to gripe all through grocery shopping, bundled her up for Sersi's game, which was a loss, and it was a hard loss, and Sersi got a few scrapes and bruises, so then they were both a little cranky for the start of the weekend, and of course that meant she didn't actually get any work done-

"Thena?"

She blinked, feeling as if she had gone somewhere else entirely. This was getting ridiculous. She just needed coffee, she reasoned. Even more coffee. She shook her head.

"Hey," he whispered, not moving from the door to let her out, despite her moving closer. "Are you okay? I know you're...I know you've got a lot on your plate."

A lot on her plate? She had that already with this job and the beginnings of her career. Her student debt alone would be more than a full plate.

That was before handling a joint funeral, and counselling for her sisters, and getting them back to school, and a full year of them not being themselves. And then, when they finally seem to be getting better, both of them start having the worst time with school in their lives.

Or maybe their mother was just better at dealing with it than Thena could say for herself. And while their father wasn't exactly her favourite person, let alone parent, her first year of filing her taxes with two dependants was enough for her to look into a decent accountant for this year.

"Listen, I know you've got this under control," Gil continued, visibly worried about saying the wrong thing. "I know you're tougher than I could ever imagine."

She really didn't know about that.

"But if you need--I mean, if you ever want a hand with anything, or even just logistics, or carpooling or something," he suggested, losing confidence with every new idea. His massive shoulders drooped and he gave her those big, sad puppy dog eyes that always got him the best desk and the best cases and the best lunch, "just let me know, y'know?"

Thena gulped. Heat rose up in her as the horror of her tears resurfaced. She was done crying. It was the middle of the work day. She didn't have time for this. This had never been an issue before.

Can we have lasagne?

Just that simple text from Sprite had set her off. Because Sprite loved lasagne--she loved their mother's lasagne. And for an entire year Sprite couldn't even stand hearing the word, let alone the sight of it. And to have her ask for it, when they all knew that Thena was somehow the worst cook of all three of them.

Gil blinked as Thena dropped her head, squeezing her eyes shut and pressing her hand over her eyebrows again. His hands hovered around her, never crossing the last few inches of boundary she held.

Thena was just as shocked as she leaned froward and her forehead met something firm. But she couldn't choke it all back, a squeak escaping her as her tears dropped to the musty old storage closet carpet below.

"Hey," he whispered soothingly. Of course the bastard was great at comforting people too. Why wouldn't he be? Why wouldn't he be so completely perfect? "It'll be okay."

She usually hated when people spoke so certainly. Because what did they know? What assurance did they have? But Gil meant well. He only ever meant well. Her breathing slowed and she realised she was truly letting him embrace her. What an unfortunate turn this had taken. But he was warm, and he smelled nice. And it felt nice when he rubbed her back.

Gil let her pull away, not making a grand affair out of the whole thing. He brushed away a few more tears of hers, "you okay?"

She nodded. She was far, far from it. But she could probably get through the rest of the work day without humiliating herself further. Her throat felt dry as a bone. "Thank you."

Gil tilted his head at her. He did give off the first impression that he would be some meathead, into his own looks and loud and brash and hypermasculine. But he was kind, he was considerate of others and his good nature only made him more sensitive to those around him. "I mean it, Thena, if there's anything you need at all."

He was one of only a few who even knew about her sisters. She didn't really go around announcing her past, and she wasn't one for keeping precious personal keepsakes on her desk either. But Gil had once seen her phone light up with a notification and asked who the girls on her lockscreen were.

And as much as she could have told him to mind his own business - and he would have, knowing him - it seemed worse to ignore it. So she had told him about her sisters, and how she had basically acquired them as children, as far as the state was concerned.

The biggest advantage to Gilgamesh knowing about her duties outside the office was that he was her biggest defender whenever she couldn't make events outside of work. Of course a lot of deals happened out of the office as well as in, and being able to seal those deals came with the job. But Gil always had an excuse ready for her when she couldn't join them for drinks after work, or make a round of golf or two on sunday morning.

He smiled as she finally picked her head up. "There she is."

She chose to ignore that. She sniffled, dabbing at her eyes again. If anyone asked her if she was okay once she stepped out of this closet, she might commit an act worthy of termination. "Thanks."

"Any time," he shrugged. He still didn't leave. "I saw you get up from your desk. I thought-"

Silence came over him, perhaps at the admission that he had all but followed her here. Any other coworker and she would have her keys in her hand and a knife with his car's name on it. But only Gilgamesh could say something like that and have it be just as innocent as he meant it.

"Sorry," he concluded, having discouraged himself yet again. He blushed.

She truly was a bitch of epic proportions to inspire this level of fear from the sweetest man alive, she gathered. Usually that wasn't a problem, of course, but just this once: it was undeserved. "That's nice of you, Gil."

That seemed to surprise him even more than walking in on her crying in the closet.

She finally reached for the doorknob, and Gil nearly leapt out of her way. She headed back to her desk, with the same papers in hand as when she had first gone in. At least at her desk, she could take a breath. Her computer was still open on emails, she set the papers beside her.

Of course

She replied to Sprite, although if she got more texts she was just going to tell her not to text in class.

If her sister wanted lasagne, then she would find a way to make it happen. Affection was not her most polished skill, but love needed no polishing. If her baby sister wanted lasagne, she would have it.

If only she weren't a horrendously bad cook.

Sersi was decent, but she only ever let her help when Sersi herself seemed eager to do so, and that was usually on weekends. And Ajak was an excellent cook. Her handwritten recipes alone would not help Thena actually produce the promised product.

Thena picked up her phone again. She scrolled until she could select the contact in her phone. Perhaps it was silly to text him when his desk was in sight of hers. She was just in a closet with the man. But she selected his name and typed.

Can you make lasagne?

[theinfinitedivides]

he stole a wholeass roll of toilet paper so he could get away with his alibi unscathed i'm cryingggggg

[b-lightwalker]

Feel like Michael would say he's experienced with mechanics or programming from working on the animatronics or something, and somehow end up working on someone's car or computer. But he needs the money, so he just does the job.

[hereforajohnnyknoxvillefanfic]

I haven't read anyone mentioning this yet, but Mike would fuck somebody while there is something playing in the background (if it's not music, then it is the tv or something else that can help him distract himself from his own thoughts and just lose himself to the act of having sex)

[fictionadventurer]

Home Improvement is interesting (at least in early seasons--I can't speak to later ones) because it's one of those stereotypical sitcom marriages where the husband is a meathead who makes colossal mistakes all the time, but in this case, you understand why these two stay married to each other. They have fun together! They make each other laugh! They're both very flawed people (Tim moreso, of course) but they can laugh at each other and at themselves. You get the sense that those differences and flaws are part of the reason they like each other. Sure, they fight about the Gender War Issue of the Week, but you can believe that they can fight and make up so often because their relationship is strong enough to weather it. It's just interesting to me, because I didn't expect that to be a Cheesy '90s Family Sitcom thing that held up well.

[4giorno]

i started patho 2 over (again) and ive only done day 1 and i feel so... bad? like i feel like i majorly fucked up bc ive just been doing nothing for 6 hours. like are there rlly no quests rn 😭

[itspileofgoodthings]

it’s the real life weight of friday night lights for me. the way things that are hard are just hard for a while and often solved in unexpected ways that involve some combination of compromise or luck or timing intersecting with characters and their choices but it’s never slick? there’s never a pat lesson to be learned or resolution reached in one episode or even two. and there’s always a certain real life quality of bitterness or regret threaded through it too even while the show is hopeful and forward moving.

[zenxvii]

Hello!, luv your stories!!!, can u do a jealous kyungjun?

For sure🙏🏻😻

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character: kyung-jun x fem!reader

kdrama: Night has come

!!: thoughts are in italics

🫶🏻: jealous boyfriend,

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Fuck this! I just want to go home! I thought as I walked over to my room after having an argument with Kyung-Jun. It wasn’t anything too bad or serious he just got on my nerves this night.

I slammed the door shut and laid on my bed, screaming into my pillow. I sat up again and threw the pillow with anger. “Fuck this!” I shouted annoyed and started to throw all my things. I opened my suitcase as threw everything. Some things breaking and screamed again in anger. I punched everything, the bed, wall, my suitcase, everything that I saw.

I had destroyed the room. Now standing in front of a mirror that I had destroyed in anger. Blood flowing from my knuckles. I sat back down now in the middle of everything. “I just want to go home..” I quietly sobbed as I held my hands. I didn’t want to play anymore. A knock was heard on the door. “Go away.” I said not caring who was there.

Something was said and the door opened revealing Kim Jun-Hee. He looked at the messy room everything thrown on the ground l. Things broken with glass on the floor. “y/n..” He called me as he got closer.

“Go away.” I said again as I looked at his eyes. “Leave me alone.” Now told him as I stood up to go push him out. “Don’t shut me away.” He said now standing in front of me. “Leave me be.!” I said and bit louder and tried to push him to leave, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Go!” I yelled and pushed hard but he didn’t move. “Why.!” I said both understanding what I meant. He did nothing, but then wrapped his arms around me pulling me to a hug. “It’s going to be okay.” Was all he said. I felt tears forming in my eyes but kept quiet.

After like 15 minutes just standing there he held my hand analyzing it. “Let’s go.” He said and tugged me gently along. We walked to the infirmary and he sat me down. We didn’t speak both just quiet as he cleaned my hands from the blood. He wrapped bot of my hands carefully not to hurt me.

He had done the job very well. “Thank you.” I thanked him and watched him clean away the stuff he used. “It’s all fine. Just don’t shut me away, please.” He said and came back to sit and held my hands. I just nodded.

We had left the infirmary and now heading to the cafe. I didn’t want to go but he insisted I got something to eat. We walked quietly nobody speaking.

We arrived at the cafe. “I’ll stay here.” I told him and stopped. He looked at me sadly but then nodded. “I’ll bring you something.” He said and went into the cafe. I sat on the ground waiting for him to come back.

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After 10 minutes he came back with two cup noodles and a bottle of water. “Let’s go eat.” He said and I followed him. Arriving at his room I opened the door helping him. “Wait here for a second.” He said and put the food in a table before walking away. I sat in the ground and waited for him bot wanting to eat alone.

I heard footsteps thinking it was Jun-Hee I just sat on the ground. “y/n?” A voice said aggressively and I turned my head to see my boyfriend there. “Kyung-Jun.” I called out to him. “What are you doing here.” He said looking pissed. “Eating with me.” Another voice said and Jun-Hee pushed past him to the room. “Now if you’ll excuse us.” He told him and shut the door.

“Hey!” Was heard multiple times behind the door with some punches. I sighed and shook my head. “Maybe it’s the best if I’ll leave.” I told Jun-Hee but he denied it. “Don’t go, it’s okay.” He said and sat in front of me with a piece of strawberry shortcake.

I felt my mouth watering by just seeing it. “Which one do you want?” He asked and looked at the noodles. “You can decide.” I told him and he nodded taking on of the noodle cups.

We started eating, I never realized how hungry I was, but the way I ate the noodles I guess I was really hungry. We ate and made some small chats here and there.

We had finished the noodles, but then he hit me up with a question I didn’t expect. “Is he always like this when you hang out with a boy.” He said and we both knew who he was talking about. “No, not always. Just sometimes, if he know someone likes me or if the person I’m with really pisses him off.” I told him

He nodded and grabbed the wayer bottle and drank a bit the bottle itself not touching his lips. He closed the bottle and handed it to me. “Drink.” He said and I did. I did it the same way he did the plastic not touching my lips. “Here.” He said again and sled the strawberry shortcake to me.

“Really.!” I said excited and got answer by him nodding. “Thank you Jun-Hee!” I said and took a spoon he also brought and started to dig in.

“You’re the best.” I told as I took another spoon full of the cake. “Here.” I told him and gave him the best piece. Some of the cake with the only strawberry on the cake. “I couldn’t.” He said but I shook my head. “Please.” I said and got up.

He thought it for a moment before opening his mouth and I dropped the cake from the spoon to his mouth.

“Thank you.” He said and nodded. “Don’t mention it.” I said and smiled. We made more small talks and laughed every now and then. “Thank you. For everything.” I thanked him and he let out a small laugh. “It’s all good.” He waved it off.

“I had wonderful time, but I think it’s time I go now.” I said and he nodded. “I’ll se you later?” “Definitely.”

I got up with a smile and opened the door and waved bye and closed the door. My smile dropped as I looked down. I saw Kyung-Jun sitting next to the door. He got up quick as he saw it was me coming out.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him and tugged him away from the door. “Why were you with him.” Was all he said and I sighed. “He made me feel better.” I answered him and turned to look at him again, he was now pissed.

“Better? By what, pleasuring you!” He said angrily both knowing what he meant. “What! Of course not! We ate and talked as friends!” I told him and wanted to slap him so bad. How could he even think like that.

“Yeah sure! You know he likes you, don’t you! It’s so easy to see, but I guess you’re just too blue eyes to see it!” He said and stormed off. I just stood there dumb faulted. Huh..

“Wait! Kyung-Jun!” I called out at him and walked after him. “Kyung-Jun!” I called out again trying to get him to stop, but nothing he just kept walking away. Why was he like this? I knew he didn’t like the class president, but still. Wait.

“Are you jealous!” I shouted and he stopped. He turned around with anger and slightly red eyes. He stormed to me. “Of course!” He said and shook his head. “What do you think! We both know he would be so much better for you! He likes you and you spent just like an hour with him just eating! You never do it with me anymore!” His sudden outburst made me feel like shit.

“I’m sorry.” I said and tried to hug him. “Don’t.” He told me and walked off again leaving me alone in the corridors. I’m sorry Kyung-Jun

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I was thinking making a part two for this, what do you guys think? Also if you guys have any thoughts or comments about the fics please do comment them! I love reading comments and talking with you guys!🫶🏻 (Also sorry for the short fic but I got called to work today because of an employee being sick so I didn’t have much time today😞)

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🏷️: @istanstraykidss

[dirt-str1der]

yk every time i see a post about somebody wishing bad things on another person i think ‘dirt-strider to kiryu’ you’ve broken me brain

You see a post thats like i want to stick him in time prison so that he gets so bored he starts breaking his own bones to get even a hint of stimulation and its tagged me at kiryu and you scroll down and its a post thats like i want to feed him chips from my cupped hands like a wild stallion and its also tagged me at kiryu also hiiiiiiiii

[theredtours]

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[theinfinitedivides]

hold on babe where are you going we have to have our moral spiritual emotional and sexual awakening on this overpass you can't just leave like that

[etherical-angel]

did u guys know that. uhm. i have psychosis.

[navree]

aaron sorkin making a show about how The News Is so Important and then showing a virulent disdain for any form of print journalism doesn’t really sit right with me or with his philosophy on how The News Is So Important So Therefore We Must All Protect It