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finding out you’re pregnant ✩ choi seung-hyun



warnings: mentions of pregnancy + i didn't proofread :/
a/n: this has been in my drafts forever sorry if it's not good 😭 i’ll try to write a jiyong version soon!
read the daesung version here!
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you and seung-hyun never planned on having kids. you had been married for three years now, and having kids was something that you had both agreed wasn’t something you necessarily wanted.
then you didn’t get your period. your cycle was pretty regular, so just to be safe, you bought a pregnancy test. you didn’t bother telling seung-hyun that you had bought it, because you probably weren’t pregnant and this was just a fluke, so what was the point in worrying him?
a couple days later, seung-hyun was out doing interviews all day, so you decided it would be the right opportunity to quickly take the test and throw it away before he came home. you'd tell him later and the two of you would laugh about it. as you waited the agonizing minutes, you felt yourself get more and more anxious. when your alarm sounded, you flipped over the pregnancy test. it was positive. “shit.” you mumbled to yourself. you had a couple hours to yourself before seung-hyun got home. you took another test, wondering if it was maybe a false positive. but it wasn't. then you took another. still positive.
you spent the remaining hours pacing the house, thinking about what to say to seung-hyun and how he would react. it's not that you were upset, maybe just scared. the possibility of having kids never crossed your mind as a reality and you knew that it had never crossed your husband's mind either. suddenly, you heard the door open and the sound of keys jingling.
“nae sarang, i’m home!” you heard seung-hyun call. you came out of the bedroom and wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “i brought takeout.” he grinned.
you happily sat at the dinner table with seung-hyun, eating the takeout he had brought. you were quiet the whole time, which was unusual for your demeanor, so of course seung-hyun noticed. he placed his hand atop yours, rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand.
“you okay?” he asked, a look of worry flickering across his face.
“yeah, just, uhm…” your voice trailed off. “i need to tell you something.”
seung-hyun’s eyes widened with worry. “what’s wrong?”
“my period was late” you stuttered. “and just to be safe i took a test and... i'm pregnant.” you looked over at seung-hyun, whose face was expressionless, so you began to quickly add, “i'm sorry i didn't tell you that i was going to take the test, i just - i didn't think i was really pregnant and i-”
seung-hyun reached out to cup your face, gently tilting your chin to look up at him. he leaned in, kissing you softly, a small smile spreading across his face as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “you don't need to apologize,” he murmured. “are you really pregnant?”
you nodded, feeling tears welling in the corner of your eyes. “jagiya, this is amazing.” he smiled at you, wiping away tear that had escaped.
“do you really think so?” you asked. “i know we haven't really talked much about this, but-”
“of course,” seung-hyun said, cutting you off from your rambling once again, a smile growing on his face. “you’re my wife. i'm really happy.”
you laughed a little, your worries easing at his reaction. he leaned forward to kiss you again and pulled you into his lap this time. when he pulled away, one hand softly caressed your cheek while the other rested on your stomach.
“i can’t believe we’re going to have a mini-you,” he whispered. “i love you.”
#bigbang#bigbang fic#bigbang x reader#choi seung hyun#seung hyun#top#top bigbang#seung hyun x reader#seunghyun x reader#top x reader#choi seunghyun#seunghyun
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husband!in-ho ✩ headcanons pt. 2



read pt. 1 here!
warnings: 18+, smut.
a/n: i love love love writing about husband!in-ho. this is longer than i intended it to be lol but enjoy
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• you are the only thing that matters to him in the world. in-ho has been through a lot and lost many people close to him, and he wants to make sure he never loses you.
• in-ho is a pretty light sleeper and usually wakes up earlier than you. however, he’ll usually stay in bed with you and hold you in his arms, stroking your hair, until it’s time for him to get out of bed.
• he remembers every nice thing you have ever said to him. whether it it was when you told him how much you admire his strength and courage, or something as simple as how beautiful you think his eyes are - he’ll remember those moments. the fact that you can see past his tough persona means a lot to him, even if he has a hard time expressing it.
• even though you know what in-ho does for work, he still keeps it very hidden. he doesn’t want you to know too much out of fear that you’ll view him differently and maybe even be scared of him. if you press him about details for his day, he’ll usually tell you a subdued version and then kiss the top of your head, mumbling, “don’t worry about it, darling.”
• he’s definitely always the bigger spoon. he likes to have his arms around you and feel like he can protect you, even in moments like these.
• when you stay on the island with him, he insists on coming everywhere with you - he’s especially paranoid. when you wake him up in the middle of the night to use the restroom, he’ll secretly grab the gun from the drawer of his nightstand and accompany you. he knows having you on the island is dangerous but you always insist on coming with him and honestly - he hates being away from you, too. since in-ho usually doesn’t sleep much due to stress, you often feel bad waking him up, but he’ll remind you that he doesn’t care because you’re the most important thing to him.
• in-ho is bad at opening up, but he definitely tries his best with you. the way you’re so sweet to him and able to separate who he really is from the cold, calculating frontman he is when working, he just can’t help but let his guard down just a bit.
• in-ho loves coming home to you, especially during the games. if you’re already asleep, he won’t wake you up - just gently caress your face and kiss the top of your head, whispering, “i love you. i’m home.”
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• (hot take) i think in-ho is usually pretty slow and gentle during sex. not all the time - don’t get me wrong, he definitely has moments where he needs to release his stress and anger. but most of the time, the angry and tough frontman he is at work, he wants to leave behind when he’s with you. for you, he’s a different person - a gentle and sweet lover. you’re the only person he’d show that side to.
• even though he’ll never ask for it directly, in-ho loves it when you get on your knees for him. when he’s sprawled out on that black leather couch he has in the office, watching the first game, the sight of you on your knees before him, slowly undoing his belt, is his favorite thing. his hand will fist into your hair, gently guiding you as you move your head up and down, all while he tries to pay attention to the screen in front of him.
• he definitely has a size kink. he always stretches you out first with his fingers, secretly loving the way he can get you moaning and a whimpering mess under him with only his fingers. he also loves to feel the stomach bulge. as he thrusts into you, his hand will gently rest on your lower stomach, feeling himself move in and out of you as he whispers, “you feel that, baby? you take me so well.”
• he won’t show it, but in-ho actually really likes it when you mark him. as you kiss your way from his jaw down his neck and suck on one spot, he’ll murmur, “baby, that’ll show,” but won’t stop you. the next morning, he’ll look at the marks you left him and smile to himself before getting dressed. his frontman attire covers everything, anyways.
• in-ho is very good at aftercare. he’ll get a warm, damp towel and clean you up, careful not to overstimulate you any further. he’ll hold you in his arms, telling you how good you were for him and whispering other sweet nothings. once he feels you starting to get sleepy, he’ll hand you a pair of pajamas and give you a kiss on the top of your head, telling you to get some rest, before heading into the shower himself.
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#hwang inho#hwang in ho#inho#in ho#frontman#inho x reader#in ho x reader#player 001
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i recently found ur account and i love it🥹
thank you so much!! this seriously means the world, i love writing <3
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I need more husband!in-ho btw 😭
yess i love writing for husband!in-ho so much!! i have some more headcanons in the works that i’ll hopefully post soon :)
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bf!jun-ho ✩ headcanons



warnings: 18+, smut. not proofread.
a/n: idk why it took me so long to finally write these for jun-ho lol anyways enjoy :)
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• jun-ho loves spending time with you - quality time is his love language. he’s always planning cute dates and adventures to do with you - whether it’s walking downtown to window shop, hiking, or relaxing at the beach.
• his work is very stressful - whether it was when he was a police detective or while he’s helping gi-hun track down the island, jun-ho is almost always stressed. he loves coming home to you after a long day at work, knowing you’ll be there to take care of him and listen to him.
• because jun-ho is very busy, he likes to do as much for you as he possibly can - he doesn’t want you to ever feel neglected. he naturally wakes up early, so he’ll take the extra time in the morning to make you breakfast. if he’s not home too late, he’ll also cook dinner and pick you up from work.
• jun-ho is such a gentleman. (i just know hwang brothers were raised well) he will always hold the door open for you - and yes, he runs over to your side of the car before you can get out so he can get the passenger door for you. he pulls out your chair at restaurants and walks on the side of the road on sidewalks.
• jun-ho is pretty protective over you, but always tries his best not to make a big deal about it. he knows you can take care of yourself. if someone crosses the line - whether it’s a drunk man at the bar or some creep whistling at you down the street - he doesn’t hesitate to put that person in place and make sure you're okay.
• he definitely struggles to open up about his past with you. he’s generally a very reserved person and doesn’t want to burden you with his problems. however, once you guys have been together for a while, he’ll usually tell you things during late night conversations. as long as you listen, that’s enough for him.
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• jun-ho basically worships you in the bedroom. he doesn’t even do it on purpose, he just can’t help himself. he really values these intimate moments with you, so little comments like “you’re so beautiful,” will slip out.
• he loves kissing you, whether it’s innocently or not. in the bedroom, he loves pressing kisses down your neck, your stomach, in between your thighs…
• jun-ho is so soft and gentle with you. he loves eye contact and being as close to you as possible. speaking of which, he’s also amazing when buried between your thighs. he reads your reactions so well and loves making you feel good.
• if you surprise him in the bedroom, whether it’s with some delicate lingerie or a new toy, he loves it. he’ll get a bit embarrassed, cheeks flushing pink - but he loves knowing that you put in effort for him.
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#junho#jun ho#hwang junho#hwang jun ho#jun ho x reader#junho x reader#hwang jun ho x reader#hwang junho x reader
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hi! can I put in a request for a fic about f!reader meeting gyeong-seok at an art gallery?
hi, just posted! read it here :) i hope you like it and thank you for the request!!
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how you met ✩ park gyeong-seok



warnings: none except i was too lazy to proofread
a/n: based on this request! i was looking at pictures of young lee jin-wook and omg i might be in love
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it was a quiet sunday morning and you were thankful that for once you didn’t have any extra work to catch up on. you woke up early, stopping at a cafe to get breakfast before heading to your favorite museum in seoul. since you finally had a free weekend, you knew you wanted to stop by your favorite museum as it had been a while since you’d last been there.
you entered and bought your ticket before heading into your favorite gallery. luckily, it was empty so you took the time to wander around, looking at your favorite pieces that you knew so well. you stop at one particular piece - your favorite - admiring it. the way the brushstrokes were so random yet precise and the way the color and light interacted… it was marvelous. even though you’d seen this piece numerous times, you couldn’t help but want to take a picture of it again. you pulled out your phone and upon taking a step back to capture the entire frame, accidentally bumped into someone.
“oh my god, i’m so sorry,” the words rushed out of your mouth as you turned around. the person you had bumped into was a handsome man some years older than you. he gave you a soft smile.
“that’s a beautiful piece,” he remarked, pointing at the painting behind you - the one you had been trying to take a picture of. “i’d want to take a picture of it too.”
your cheeks flushed, still embarrassed from having bumped into him. “yeah, it’s one of my favorites,” you managed to stutter.
“is this your first time here?” he asked.
you shook your head. “no, i come here often. this is just one of my favorite artists.”
he smiled at you again. “mine too. my name is gyeong-seok, by the way. park gyeong-seok.”
you reach out to shake his head, bowing slightly, as you introduce yourself.
“you know, they just added a new gallery here. have you seen it yet?”
“no, not yet.” you reply, shaking your head.
gyeong-seok is silent for a moment but quickly adds, “do you want to go check it out with me?”
you smile at him. “yeah, i’d like that.”
you and gyeong-seok make your way to the new gallery, gyeong-seok reading off of an informational pamphlet to point out specific paintings to you. the two of you spend hours in the museum - exploring the new exhibits and revisiting some of your favorites. and maybe it’s the way a museum makes everything seem romantic, but you have a feeling that this could be the start of something.
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#gyeong seok#park gyeong seok#player 246#gyeongseok#park gyeongseok#gyeong seok x reader
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would you consider writing a fluffy piece of husband in-ho comforting his partner when they’re crying 🫶💗 tysm
hi, just posted!! read it here :) thank you for the request and i hope you like it!
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in-ho comforting you ✩



warnings: none!
a/n: based on this request! husband!in-ho is my fav, i love writing him sm 🤭 also… i am seriously considering buying skz tickets but why are they so expensive 😭
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in-ho stepped into your shared penthouse on the island. the games had been particularly stressful this year. he took off his mask and made his way to the bedroom. when he entered, he saw you curled up on your side of the bed, back turned to the door, and sniffling. he instantly rushed over you, placing his mask down on the bedside table as he took a seat on the bed next to you.
“darling? what happened - are you okay?”
you didn’t respond, just shook your head and wiped at the tears streaming down your cheek. in-ho took off his gloves, setting them down next to the mask, and came closer to you, wrapping an arm around you. he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and pulled you closer, letting you lean into his chest.
you exhaled at his touch, finally feeling a small sense of comfort. your cries became more dispersed and hiccuped as you tried to calm down.
in-ho was quiet for a few moments, not wanting to pressure you to tell him what was wrong. he finally spoke again, softly asking, “did someone hurt you?”
you shook your head and he nodded, stroking your hair “good.”
he pulled you into his lap and rested his back against the headboard of the bed, still holding you gently. one hand still caressing your hair, he took his other hand in yours and rubbed comforting circles on the back of your palm.
in-ho is silent, letting you cry into his shoulder. you feel bad a little bit, ruining his suit with crinkles and tear-stains, but in-ho doesn’t care. you’re his priority and you always will be. nothing else in the world matters to him.
he moves one hand down your back, rubbing small circles on your back. as your cries calm down, your breath shaky as you try to calm yourself down, in-ho whispers to you, “it’s okay, jagiya. i got you.”
when your cries finally stop, he reaches a hand up to tilt your chin to look up at him. the sight of your tear-stained cheeks and red eyes breaks his heart. it might be the only thing that could ever hurt him - the thought of you being upset. his heart aches as he holds your face gently. “do you want to talk about it?” he asks, gently stroking your cheek to wipe away any leftover tears.
you shake your head. “later. not now.” you muster out in a shaky whisper. his heart twinges at the tears threatening to spill out behind your shaky words but he simply nods his head and presses a soft kiss to the top of your head.
“have you eaten dinner yet?” he asks, interlacing his fingers with yours and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. when you shake your head, he reaches over to the beside and grabs the radio. “i’ll ask the guards to bring us some. your favorite.” he offers a small smile at you.
you smile back and lean back into his shoulder. “thank you.”
he kisses the top of your head again. “always.”
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#hwang inho#inho#frontman#player 001#inho x reader#frontman x reader#in ho x reader#hwang in ho#in ho
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are we allowed to send some requests?🥺👉👈
hi, yes requests are always open!! i try to get to them as soon as i can :))
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bf!myunggi ✩ headcanons



warnings: 18+, smut.
a/n: ok… i’m finally adding myunggi to my list of characters i write for!! these would probably be before the crypto scam and before jun-hee
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• myunggi is very protective over you, especially if you receive any hate online being his girlfriend. he’ll delete any negative comments about you and block the person who posted it, as well as constantly reminding his followers how much he loves you.
• i actually think myunggi would be a very loyal boyfriend, especially while his youtube channel was rising to fame. you’re his anchor - the person that keeps him grounded and humble. he loves coming home to you everyday, knowing that you’re always there for him and to support his dreams.
• he is constantly checking in on you throughout the day. if you guys don’t live together yet, he’ll definitely send you good morning and good night texts and ask you how you slept and if you’ve eaten. throughout the day, he’ll send you small messages like “how’s work going? i miss you baby.”
• myunggi definitely prefers to be the small spoon. he likes to crawl into your arms, hearing your heartbeat and feeling the soft rise and fall of your chest as you hold him. he absolutely loves it when you play with his hair, especially if you have long nails and can scratch his scalp. however, if you have a long day at work or just a bad day in general, he'll always be there to hold you and will lay with you for hours until you feel better.
• myunggi is not a morning person. he sleeps in as much as possible. on days where he doesn’t have anything planned, he could sleep in until 2pm if you let him. because of this, you probably get up earlier than him. as soon as he hears you stir in bed, ready to get up, he’ll wrap his arm around you and pull you into his chest, mumbling something incoherent that sounds like “no. five more minutes…” before he dozes off again.
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• myunggi loves to buy you lingerie sets. he thinks you look like an absolute goddess in a delicate lace attire, and he likes the fact that he bought it for you even more.
• he’s definitely very touchy. when you guys make out, he literally can’t keep his hands off of you - they’re always trailing around your back, your waist, your hips, everywhere. because of this, make out sessions definitely always lead to something else - he just can’t help himself.
• he usually likes it when you take him from behind, he loves the way your ass moves and the way you arch into him as he pushes into you as deep as he can. he’ll get as close to you as possible, bending down to kiss you and swallow your moans.
• he’s extremely soft in the bedroom. as much as he loves touching you, he’ll never grip you too hard to leave marks - and if he does, he’s apologizing constantly.
• he’s definitely very whiny and whimpers, especially if you tease him. he loves it when you wrap your lips around his length, placing slow kisses to his tip, but if you tease him too much, he’ll start getting desperate.
• myunggi’s not the best at aftercare. he’ll definitely clean you up but he doesn’t realize the importance of staying in bed with you for a while after, just basking in your presence. he gets better at it the longer you guys have been together, though - running a shower for the two of you and gently scrubbing your skin.
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#myunggi#myung gi#myunggi x reader#myung gi x reader#mg coin#myung gi squid game#myunggi squid game#lee myung gi#lee myunggi#player 333
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Hi
I just had this idea where the salesman/recruiter is doing his job and then his eyes fall on the reader(chubby reader) and gets a little obsessed with her and drops hints that he is into her but she is completely oblivious
hi, i know it's not exactly what you asked for, but i just posted something very similar. read it here!
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looking for me? ✩ the salesman



read part 1 here!
warnings: 18+, smut
a/n: finally a part 2!! i had so so much fun writing this :))
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it had been a couple of weeks since your encounter with that mysterious man on the subway. you wished you could forget about it but the mystery of the man plagued your mind. and honestly, the way he had left you - building you up just to leave you in that corner - only made you want more.
college had still been tiring you out - much more than you would like to admit. most nights were sleepless - whether it was studying late at the library or working late shifts at your part-time job at the bakery. today was going to be one of those nights.
it was a saturday, and you typically worked early mornings to late nights on the weekends. it made you feel pathetic, really, the way everyone your age was going clubbing on a saturday night and you were stuck here at 07:00. the day started off slow, people only casually dropping in to buy small pastries or simply browse. about two hours into your shift, you heard the bell on the door jingle as a tall figure stepped into the bakery. you looked up from the register, and just like the first time you saw him, your mouth dropped. it was the man from the subway, looking better than he did that night - if that was even possible. he was dressed in the same suit, a light grey color, and carrying the same black briefcase that you knew held ddakji cards and money.
his gaze met yours as he stepped into the bakery and he gave you a polite nod of acknowledgement, a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. you watched in curiosity as he reached for a tray and began placing individual packets of bread onto it. a lot of bread. every time you thought he would stop, he kept adding more to the pile. he was going to sell out your whole stock at this rate. after a couple of minutes, he finally stopped adding bread to his growing pile and brought the tray to the register to you.
“you’re going to buy all of that?” you asked in disbelief. the man didn’t answer but simply smiled and nodded his head. you began checking out the pastries and placing them in a brown paper bag and the man handed you a wad of cash to pay for the groceries. you counted the money and placed it inside the cash box, before continuing to pack the breads into the bag. he had bought exactly one hundred and that number seemed peculiar to you - it was almost too specific. you slid the bag over the counter to the man once everything was packed and watched as he reached into his wallet to pull out more cash.
“you already paid-” you tried to tell him, but he pulled out a couple of bills and handed them to you, his fingers lightly grazing your palm as he placed the money in your hand.
he closed your fist around the cash and simply said, “for you. enjoy your day.” before grabbing the bag from the counter and leaving the bakery. you stayed there, frozen for a couple of seconds, watching as he left, before you opened your hand and counted the money. 150,000 won. holy shit.
you quickly pocketed the money, wondering why he had given it to you. he had surely recognized you from the subway, right? maybe it had to do with the fact that you told him you had college debt?
your thoughts were disturbed when you heard the shift lead call your name. realizing you had been standing frozen for some minutes, you turned to face her. “are you okay?” her expression was more judgmental than that of concern.
“i-yeah, sorry,” you stuttered. “um, i’m really sorry to ask but do you think i can get off work right now? something came up.” really, you were just determined to follow the man and find out what he was up to.
“what came up?”
when you failed to instantly come up with an excuse, the shift lead chucked. “sorry, tough luck. i know - none of us want to be here on a saturday.”
the rest of your shift passed by in torturously slow time. every minute felt longer than the last one and every customer somehow infuriated you. the only thing on your mind was the subway man. the man who had touched you in a way that made you feel crazy yet had also left you with nothing. after what seemed like days, it was finally 21:00 and time to close the store. you swept up, wiped down counters, and even helped the clean the dishes - anything to leave as fast as you could. as soon as you were done, you quickly bid goodbye to your boss and stepped out of the restaurant, the cool night air hitting your skin. you shivered slightly and pulled your sweater over yourself.
as you walked to your apartment, something caught your attention in the corner of your eye. just across the street, a tall man walked briskly. a tall man in a grey suit. carrying a black briefcase. your eyes widened and you quickened your pace - it had to be the subway man. you watched as he suddenly turned into an alleyway. barely looking to see if any cars were coming, you ran across the street, trying to catch up to him and turning into the alleyway where he went. to your dismay, the end of the alleyway diverged into two different directions. you looked down each direction but didn’t catch a glimpse of the man or any clue as to which way he went. not wanting to get lost and given that it was late at night and dark out, you decided to admit defeat and exited the alleyway, continuing on your way home.
you wondered on the way home if you had maybe just imagined the man turning into that alleyway. maybe seeing him in the morning and spending your whole fourteen hour shift thinking about him had made you crazy. as you made it to your apartment, you were fairly certain you had just imagined seeing him. reaching into your sweater pocket for the keys to your apartment, you were suddenly startled by a strong arm wrapping around your body and a hand firmly pressing against your mouth, inhibiting your ability to make any audible noise. you felt a hot breath tickle your ear and a low voice murmur, “looking for me?”
the strong arm turned you around and pressed you against the door so you were now facing him - the subway man. his hand was still pressed against your mouth. “no need to scream, right, darling?” you nodded and he removed his hand from your mouth before bending down to pick up your apartment keys that you had dropped in shock and he handed them to you.
you stayed frozen, keys in hand, until the man finally spoke again. “you’re not going to go inside?”
you blinked, coming back to reality. “no, i am, sorry- you just…” your words trailed off, the shock of his surprise clearly catching you off guard.
as you fumbled with your keys, hands shaking, you could feel the man still standing behind you. as you pushed the door to your apartment open, the man stepped in behind you, shutting and locking the door.
he stayed leaning against the door, dropping his briefcase on the floor next to you. you looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to say something, but his gaze bore into your skin and made you feel uncomfortable and not nearly covered enough in your skirt and sweater.
“you followed me today.” he finally spoke, taking a stride closer to you.
“i… did i?” you questioned, trying to play dumb.
he laughed, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair. “you did. in the alleyway.”
you didn’t respond, so he took another step closer to you, now towering over you as you looked up at him. “don’t play any games with me,” he muttered. his hand reached up to gently tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and cup your face, before he bent down to press his lips to yours. you kissed him back, leaning into his touch. the kiss was soft but you could tell it was filled with a deep yearning. his hand tangled it’s way into your hair and he tugged gently, making you moan against his mouth. when he pulled away, his fingers gently brushed over your lips.
“on your knees.” he muttered firmly. you quickly sank to your knees and watched as he undid his belt, dropping his perfectly tailored grey pants to the floor, quickly followed by his boxers. he stroked his hard length, then reached his other hand down to carefully tilt your chin up to look at him.
“you think you’re clever, huh? following me? did you think i wouldn’t catch you?”
“no, i…” your voice trailed off as he reached down to grab your hand and guided you to continue stroking him.
“are you gonna apologize, darling?”
you hummed in agreement and his hand moved to the back of your head, guiding your mouth onto his length. you bobbed your head back and forth, trying to take as much of him as you could. his hand stayed resting on the back of your head, tangled in your hair, guiding your movements. he would occasionally push you so far down that you could feel him touching the back of your throat, making you gag and making tears burn in the corner of your eyes. you hollowed out your cheeks and he groaned in response before pushing you off of him.
“get up.” you rose, unsure why he had made you stop. his hand wrapped lightly around your neck and he inched his face forward, lips brushing against yours. “are you going to let me cum inside you, darling? are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“yes,” you breathed, feeling the arousal in your underwear growing. “please.”
he smirked at your response and turned you around, pressing you against the wall, so he was now behind you. you felt his hands lift up your skirt and toy with the hem of your underwear, dropping them to pool around your ankles. he stroked his length teasingly against your wet folds, slapping your slick entrance a couple of times. “please,” you whimpered, the teasing getting unbearable.
“please, what? you use your words, darling.”
“please, fuck me,” you whispered, and despite not being able to see his face, you knew the exact smirk he was making. when you finally felt him slip in, one hand firmly gripping your hip, the other resting on the wall for support near your head, you couldn’t stop the moan escaping your lips. he was so big, you could feel him in your gut as he sunk further into you. when he finally began to thrust, the sounds of your moans and the slap of his hips meeting your ass blended together until you were certain you were seeing stars. you felt the knot in your stomach building and tried to hold tighter onto the wall.
“cum for me, sweetheart,” you heard the man whisper in a deep voice near your ear. “i’ve got you.”
you whimpered, and with a couple more deep thrusts, the pressure in your stomach unraveled and you felt your legs shake as you gripped the wall tighter, trying to steady yourself. he continued to thrust into you, every movement overstimulating you and eliciting a whimper to slip from your lips, until you finally felt him come undone inside you.
his hand moved from your hip to wrap firmly around your neck, gently turning your chin to face him, as he planted a passionate kiss to your lips, slipping his tongue into your mouth. when he finally pulled out, you felt an ache in your core, knowing you would be sore tomorrow. you turned around to face the man, watching as he was pulling his pants back on, fastening his belt. you leaned against the wall, still breathless and slightly shaky. he bent to grab his briefcase and straightened his suit, just like he had done at the subway. this time, he leaned closer to you and pressed a kiss to the top of your head before bowing slightly and clicking the door to your apartment shut as he left without another word.
you groaned, leaning your head against the cool wall, before picking up your underwear from the floor and getting into the shower to clean yourself off.
when you awoke the next morning, still sore, you stretched lazily in bed. it was early morning and you had another day-long shift at the bakery. you quickly got ready, brushing your teeth and getting dressed. you got ready to leave the house, slipping on your shoes, but when you opened the door to your apartment, you froze.
lying outside your door, in perfect arrangement, was a bouquet of roses with an envelope sticking out of them and a small box. you stepped out of the door quickly, looking around to see if you could spot who had dropped these off at your door - surely it was a mistake. not seeing anyone, you grabbed the bouquet and small box and brought it inside the house. the box was black and rectangular, wrapped with a pink ribbon. you hurriedly opened it, and your jaw dropped. a delicate bracelet lay inside and next to it - a morning after pill. you laughed when you saw it, instantly realizing who it was from. the bracelet was beautiful, though, and you clasped it to your wrist, admiring the way it sat beautifully on you. it had to be the most expensive piece of jewellery you owned.
you looked at the bouquet of roses next, and plucked the envelope from where it lay. you flipped it over a couple of times, but it wasn’t signed. you opened it carefully and your jaw dropped once again. a stack of bills lay inside and your hands shook as you carefully counted the money - 1.5 million won. your hands trembled as you held the money, unable to believe it was real. despite there being no indication that it was from the subway man, you just knew. you could feel it. as you finally stepped out of the house to go to your shift, you hoped that maybe you would see him again.
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#squid game season 2#the salesman#the recruiter#gong yoo#salesman x reader#recruiter x reader#gong yoo x reader
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More sangwoo fics/headcannons?
hi, i just posted some more headcanons! read them here :) i hope you like these!
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bf!sang-woo ✩ headcanons pt. 2



read part 1 here!
warnings: 18+, smut.
a/n: my man fr… also, spring break is next week so that means more time for me to write!! 🤗
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• sang-woo loves spending time with you. your presence was what attracted him to you in the first place, and sometimes quiet moments with you are more than enough. even if neither of you are talking and you’re just laying on his chest while his fingers absentmindedly run through your hair or trace patterns in your skin, he savors these moments with you.
• sang-woo is a very good listener. he remembers literally everything about you - even things you don’t remember telling him. you might mention something in passing, casually bringing it up, and he’ll mention it to you months later. if you tell him that a certain dress or pair of shoes caught your attention, he will remember the exact kind you like (and yes, he also knows your dress and shoe size) and will gift it to you.
• although sang-woo is a good listener, he’s not the best at communicating. because of this, he tends to write you a lot of cards. it’s kind of old-fashioned of him, but you love it. on anniversaries and your birthday, he’ll give you a letter that’s multiple pages long with a neat penmanship that reflects his personality.
• when he goes on long business trips, he’ll sometimes give you a card (that you’re not allowed to open until he leaves, because if you do, his face will turn a bright red and he’ll be mortified) in which he finds a million different ways to tell you that he love you and already misses you.
• even though sang-woo is bad with his words, you make it easier for him. when you first met him, he was cold and bad at expressing his feelings. as the two of you have been dating for longer, he definitely eases up and will occasionally share things about his past with you.
• sang-woo can get pretty jealous. he tries to be rational and logical about these feelings, reminding himself that you would never do anything - yet, it sometimes still gets to him. these feelings of jealousy can often lead to him being controlling over you, such as when he tries to tell you what to wear on a night out or expressing distaste at you going out with your friends for the night. it’s things like these that typically cause arguments between the two of you, but sang-woo is usually good at recognizing his faults and apologizing to you.
• when sang-woo comes home after a long day at work, you’re the first person he runs to. as aforementioned, your presence is enough to calm him down and sometimes - despite his tough front - he just needs to be in your arms and let himself relax.
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• when work really gets to him, sang-woo will take out his frustrations on you. he becomes rougher in those days and weeks, using you to destress.
• intelligence is a huge turn-on for him. despite always being genuinely interested in what you say, when you talk to him about your work or casually comment a witty fact to him, he thinks it’s the hottest thing ever.
• sang-woo likes it when you’re loud. he likes to know that he can make you scream and whimper his name; he likes knowing that he has that kind of effect on you. it also affirms to him that you’re enjoying whatever he’s doing, and that makes it better.
• he’s learned to read your body - the way you twitch or whimper or how your breath hitches when he touches that one sensitive spot - and he’ll remember it.
• sang-woo likes to leave marks on you - but only on intimate places. he’ll suck hickeys on your tits and inner thighs. sometimes, if he gets especially rough, his fingers will leave lasting marks on your hips and waist.
• that being said, sang-woo is actually a very gentle lover. he never wants to hurt you or make you uncomfortable - and part of learning how to read your body comes from that. after he cleans you up, he’ll get in the shower with you and gently wash your hair. his hands will delicately trace any marks he left and he’ll whisper, “i didn’t hurt you, right?” when you shake your head no, he’ll smile softly and lean in to kiss you on the lips gently. “good.”
#squid game#squid game fic#squid game x reader#sangwoo#cho sangwoo#sang woo#cho sang woo#sangwoo squid game#sangwoo smut#sangwoo x reader#player 218
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When it hits 9 pm and I pull out this combo:




Ps: I have severe writers block. Help
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PLEASE MORE DAESUNG FICS, AND MY LIFE, IS YOURS!!!!
hi, i just posted a new one!! read it here :) i have lots of ideas for daesung / bigbang fics but i might be a little slow to get to them. i hope you like this one!
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