#Hwang Junho x you

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Swan song, part two

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x Reader (f) 

Genres: Drama, Angst, Romance, Childhood best friends, Junhoe is a former idol, Friends to lovers 

Count: 3004

Warnings: None 

Synopsis: After an unexpected encounter with your childhood best friend Junhoe, years after drifting apart, your rekindled friendship blooms anew. However, life takes a turn when he asks you to pen an article for his upcoming wedding. As you become entangled in his personal life, your old feelings of love for him begin resurfacing and the concealed secret behind his decision to abandon his idol career is soon to be unveiled by you. 

“I want to go home.” You heard Hanbin complain, the moment you set foot inside the building where the art exhibit was currently taking place. It was a serene Sunday evening, and the venue is located at the heart of your hometown. A prominent sign displayed a vivid picture of the artist, Hwang Hyunjin at the entrance. Beneath his captivating blonde portrait, the bold title “Mind Visions and Their Facets Through Colors” was emblazoned with a disclaimer discreetly positioned at the bottom: “All proceeds from this event contribute to charitable causes.” 

Disregarding Hanbin's comment, you searched for any sign of your other friend Yunhyeong among the sea of faces. 

“Yun is here somewhere.” Your voice pierced through the bustling crowd. 

“Thank God for free food courtesy of our Song Yunhyeong.” Hanbin remarked, his senses easily caught the aroma coming from the opulent spread of delicacies at the catering area of the exhibit. 

The elegant space was infused with vibrant energy as a steady stream of attendees filtered in. Each well-dressed guest radiated an aura of affluence, mingling amid the artwork. Their cultured chatter carried an air of sophistication, indicating that they were the elite of the art world, gathered to appreciate the abstract pieces on display. Clad in a chic Ralph Lauren cocktail dress, you couldn't thank Junhoe enough for reminding you of the theme for tonight’s event. You were also grateful to Hanbin's girlfriend, Yeri, who, despite the limited preparation time, had managed to lend you an outfit from her designer-filled wardrobe. 

Like a burst of energy against the artistic refined setting, you spotted Yunhyeong hurrying toward the three of you. His face lit up seeing his friends waiting for him. 

“And so, fate has its own way of bringing us back together!” Yunhyeong exclaimed, his voice taking on a narrator's cadence, making you all chuckle. 

“It's quite a coincidence, isn't it? I got picked to cater for tonight's exhibit, the very event you guys were invited to by Junhoe.” Yunhyeong marveled, his voice quickly returning to its usual tone. 

“I wish Jiwon and Donghyuk could be here too." You sighed with longing. 

You felt Hanbin's hand gently pat your shoulder. 

“If it weren't for you and the free food, I wouldn't be here either.” He sneered.   

You playfully crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow at Hanbin, fully aware that he was only joking. As the introvert of the group, you understood that events like these weren't his comfort zone. But last night's video call with him and the other boys proved otherwise. He, too, wanted to see Junhoe after you shared your surprising reunion with him. It was heartwarming how they handled the situation with maturity, without any lingering resentment toward their old friend. 

Well, maybe Hanbin was a little sulky about the whole situation at first knowing how close you were with Junhoe in the past. He had seen how much you were hurting during Junhoe's absence. Despite you being older than him, he had always acted like a caring older brother to you. While Yunhyeong, Jiwon, and Donghyuk were also there for you, Hanbin's presence remained a constant in your life. He may have had his initial reservations, yet he chose to trust your judgment when you expressed Junhoe's sincerity to reconnect by inviting them to the art exhibit as well. 

“Yeah, I know you're only here for the food, Bin.” Yunhyeong retorted. “You don't have a single ounce of appreciation for art. So, if I were you, Yeri, I'd think twice about marrying this guy.” 

Yeri laughed at Yunhyeong’s jest and cast a mischievous look at Hanbin. 

“Excuse me?” Hanbin arched his eyebrows at Yunhyeong, seemingly offended. “Art is something I’m very fond of. I'm just not particularly keen on attending large gatherings like this.” 

“Dude, you teach a whole class of elementary kids and conduct yearly PTAs, how is this any different?” Yunhyeong expressed confusion.    

“Being in a crowd full of art elitists is a whole different ball game.” Hanbin replied flatly. "I don't have to pretend around children. If they don't like you, they don't, if they tell you you're ugly that's because it's true." 

You and Yunhyeong can't help but snort at Hanbin's answer. 

Amused with her boyfriend, Yeri intercepted. “Well, these art elitists are what y/n and I deal at work, babe.” 

“But you aren't like them, so I also don't have to pretend when I'm with you two.” Hanbin quipped. 

“You're forgetting my dad owns a publishing company, which means I'm part of this privileged community you dislike.” Yeri stated with mischievous intention, while tapping her finger on her chin.  

Hanbin took her hand in his as if to tease her. “Dislike is a strong word, but that's exactly the reason why I'm gonna marry you babe.” 

Yeri burst out laughing along with you and Yunhyeong, eliciting strange looks from the guests passing by your circle. 

There was a ping from Yeri's phone which was her cue to leave the group for the meantime. 

“Chanwoo needs me now for that magazine feature, I have to go.” Yeri noted, kissing Hanbin on the cheek before turning to you.  “Don't worry, y/n, leave this to me. I want you to enjoy the event with the guys.” She gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze and vanished into the crowd. 

You nearly forgot that the artist himself personally invited your editor-in-chief, Jung Chanwoo to the exhibit as well. He asked you to cover the event for a potential feature on your magazine's upcoming issue, knowing that you and Yeri would be present tonight. But Yeri volunteered to do it in your place instead. 

You could only smile at Yeri’s thoughtfulness. “She’s technically my boss, but she sometimes acts more of an associate like me.” 

“Man, you're lucky to have Yeri!” Yunhyeong remarked, throwing a playful jab at Hanbin’s stomach. 

“I’m also lucky to have her as my boss.” You concurred.  

“But what time is Junhoe coming though?” Yunhyeong asked, his gaze roamed across the hall to find Junhoe. You and Hanbin both glanced around to look for Junhoe too. 

You took out your phone when you felt it vibrate from your purse and saw Junhoe's text; Hi, I'm here, where are you? 

At that exact moment, you easily sensed there had been a sudden shift in the crowd's murmurs. Whispers and hushed conversations began rippling through the guests, and like them, your attention was immediately captured by a lavish pair making their way to the front doors.  

You catch yourself staring at Junhoe who was dressed impeccably in a black Prada suit. But you didn't fail to notice the woman accompanying him—none other than his fiancée, Shin Yuna. 

You saw it on the news a year ago—his engagement to his girlfriend of four years. A model and singer-turned-actress he met from one of his movies when he was still acting. The two made their relationship public after promoting their romantic comedy film. It was believed that the co-stars developed feelings for each other on set.  

You had seen him wearing the engagement ring on his finger at the coffee shop yesterday—a detail you had momentarily forgotten. Seeing him now walking with his fiancée by his side reminds you of his existing commitment.  

Before you could even reply to his message, Junhoe already saw you and was strolling closer to your direction.  

“Y/n!” He called. “Sorry we got stuck in traffic a bit. So glad you made it.” 

Junhoe beamed at you. 

You felt embarrassed for yourself because you knew that smile had some effect on you. You could only blame it on his meticulously slicked black hair, or his sharp, masculine features like his chiseled jawline. His well-tailored Prada suit accentuated his lean frame, adding an aura of suaveness to his already striking appearance. Junhoe exuded a strong and alluring profile, and the list could go on, but you instantly stopped yourself from having these thoughts. There is no way you are attracted to your childhood best friend, who is obviously engaged to a beautiful, perfect woman such as Shin Yuna. 

“Thank you for the invitation, Junhoe.” You managed to say, desperately hoping you weren't blushing in front of everyone. Might as well just be swallowed whole into the ground. 

Thankfully, Hanbin waved his hand at Junhoe, distracting him away from you. 

“Annyeong!” Hanbin greeted him. 

“Hyung!” Junhoe greeted back, exchanging Hanbin's wave for a warm hug, startling  you and Yunhyeong. Hanbin appeared taken aback, but you could tell he appreciated the brotherly gesture. 

Junhoe then scoffed at Yunhyeong upon seeing him. “Nice to see you too, Yun!” 

Yunhyeong shook his head and played along with Junhoe's taunts, forcing you to laugh with them as if it were the old times. 

“Junhoe you haven’t changed a bit. I'm the oldest and you still disrespect me.” 

“I bet you missed me so much huh?” 

“Never once thought of you at all. The only reason I'm here is because they need my excellent catering service.” 

“There's poison in the food for sure.” 

“Why don't you starve in the corner please? Thank you very much.” 

It was their usual back-and-forth banter since childhood that you had missed.  Among the boys, Yunhyeong was the oldest and everyone addressed him as hyung, except Junhoe. The other boys never questioned it. They knew Yunhyeong had a soft spot for the youngest, just like you had always favored Junhoe, even though they often acted like the Tom and Jerry of the group. 

Amidst the playful chatter, Junhoe felt Yuna's grasp, redirecting his attention to her.  

“I'm sorry about that jagiya.” Junhoe felt a slight wave of panic realizing he had nearly forgotten to introduce her to his friends.  

“By the way, this is my fiancée Shin Yuna.” 

Yuna offered a polite smile as she took a glimpse at each of you. It was undeniable how well she complemented Junhoe. Adorned in a stunning Versace gown, Shin Yuna was a doe-eyed, charismatic woman with a figure that boasted possibly the tiniest waist you had ever seen. 

Before any of you could exchange greetings with her, she had already excused herself. 

“I'm sorry I can't stay longer, but it was nice meeting all of you! I'll leave Junhoe with you guys.” 

Is it just you, or does it look like she doesn't want to be here and interact with Junhoe's old friends? 

You could see the instant dismay on Junhoe's face upon hearing that from his fiancée. 

“Yuna, we just got here.” He said, sounding disappointed. 

Yuna swiveled to face him, her voice lowered but still audible. “Jun, honey, you're with your friends. I'd like to look at the paintings, and besides, Hyunjin wants to see me.” 

Junhoe sighed in resignation. “Fine. Tell Hyunjin I said hi. I'll catch up with the two of you later.” 

“Great!” Yuna pecked Junhoe's lips and left without saying another word to your group.  

A brief awkward silence ensued before Junhoe suggested, “Let's get some wine, shall we?” 

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Knowing you didn't own a car, Hanbin offered to drive you home that same evening. His route would conveniently pass by your apartment, unlike Yunhyeong and Yeri who live in opposite directions. They also wanted to guarantee you'll get home safely rather than having to commute like you usually do. But all throughout the ride, the events from earlier were playing over in your mind. Seeing Junhoe again with Yunhyeong and Hanbin, filled you with overwhelming happiness. Despite Jiwon and Donghyuk's absence, you found solace in their company as you all reminisced about the past and shared updates on your current lives. 

There was, however, a hint of melancholy as the conversation took a more personal turn. Was it the sadness you caught in Junhoe's eyes when he told Yunhyeong and Hanbin about giving up his singing career? Or was it because he already had plans to marry Yuna? Maybe it was how you were reminded of your own single hood when they asked you casually about your dating status—why, among all your friends, had you never been in a relationship? 

Well, that wasn't entirely true. You had a few dates that just never turned into something serious. You could only brush it off, claiming you were never interested in anyone and were too focused on work. But deep down you knew that wasn't the case anymore, especially now that you've reconnected with Junhoe. You couldn't stop yourself from admiring how effortlessly handsome he looked all night, and how gentlemanly he had been towards you. You knew it was wrong, yet why did seeing him with Yuna affect you? Perhaps you had too much wine at the exhibit that made you think this way. 

You didn't notice the engine of the car turned off until Hanbin's voice spoke to you. “You're home.” 

“Thanks Bin.” You gave him a lopsided grin from the passenger seat.  

“Did you have fun?” He asked observing your face slightly illuminated by the light coming from your apartment building.  

“Did you?” You returned the question to him. 

“It was really nice.” He answered as he pulled his hands off the steering wheel. 

“I was so caught up talking to you guys that I've almost forgotten about the paintings!” You told him. 

You and Hanbin chuckled at that. 

Hanbin's countenance took on a serious tone, as though he wanted to talk to you longer while you were still in the car. 

“You know how long we've been best friends right?” He started. 

“Since forever.” You smiled sheepishly. 

“And that makes you easy for me to read.” He stated. 

“O-kay yeah, I guess. Your point?” You asked, puzzled as to where he was going with this. 

“I don't know why all this time I've never told you this, y/n." Hanbin paused for a few seconds before he continued,  “I know you've been in love with Junhoe ever since.” 

Silence fell on you. You didn't know how to respond to that. You wanted to deny it outright, to refute his words that you only love and see Junhoe as a friend, yet no sound escaped your lips. The words were stuck in your throat, tangled with your conflicting emotions. Junhoe had always been a cherished childhood friend, akin to a little brother. This perception made it easier for you to dismiss any deeper feelings you might have had for him. You convinced yourself that they were purely platonic to maintain the status quo. Nevertheless, you were aware that you had been suppressing the truth about how your affection for him had grown into something more profound, despite your efforts to dismiss it. The countless seasons spent together during your childhood as you grew up alongside him and watched him chase his dreams, had inevitably laid the foundation for a mere friendship that went beyond. 

“Let's be real here, he's the exact reason why you can't take any guy seriously.” Hanbin added. 

You just sat there, unable to form a coherent response. Whenever you attempted to date or enter a relationship, you found yourself retreating, sensing that something was always missing. No matter how hard you tried to deny it, no one could compare to Junhoe.

You attempted to push aside these unwelcome thoughts, knowing that there was no possibility he could feel the same way about you, not to mention he could be getting married soon. You reassured yourself that you would come to terms with your feelings and move on once he took that step. For now, you resolved to remain content in your role as a friend, focusing on valuing the friendship you have rather than dwelling on what could never be. 

“I know my place, Bin.” You finally got to tell him. “I’m happy with what we have right now.” 

“Look, all I wanted to say is, I just don't want you to end up hurt again.” Hanbin expressed his concern. 

“You know I’m a big girl right? I can look after myself.” You winked at him. “I appreciate you though.” 

Hanbin could only let out a sigh. He averted his gaze from you and suddenly shifted the subject that had you flabbergasted. 

“Something seems off about his fiancée. I can sense it, and it makes me feel sorry for him.”  

"What the hell, Bin?" You retorted. 

Hanbin has an intuitive knack for assessing people he meets, often making character judgments based on first impressions. Unfortunately, Yuna was no exception. 

"We don't really know what their relationship is like in private." You could only say. Although you admit you were offended by how she behaved that way in front of his fiance's friends.  

Hanbin continued. 

“I don't understand why Junhoe had to give up singing for writing, you know? Even acting, he gave up too.  Can't he do it all at the same time? I thought he loved singing more than anything.” 

That's what you have thought as well. Junhoe has always had a great love for singing, a passion evident to anyone who knew him. From a young age, his talent shone brightly, captivating audiences with his soulful voice. He seemed born for the stage, effortlessly blending emotion and skill in every performance. Singing wasn't just a hobby for Junhoe; it was his calling, the very essence of his being. You asked yourself if he genuinely wanted to explore other paths and as he said, it was about time he settled down in life by marrying Yuna. You felt a gnawing sense of unease, pondering over Junhoe’s choices. There had to be more to it than meets the eye. It was becoming overwhelming, considering you were grappling with your unresolved feelings for him at the same time. Exhaustion and sleepiness begin to settle in your body. 

You decided not to linger in Hanbin’s car any further, feeling that your night was over. After saying your goodbyes, you walked to your apartment, trying to quiet your racing thoughts. You hoped for a restful night’s sleep to be ready for work the next morning. 

Part one: https://www.tumblr.com/soundsofcicadas/727025864701771776/swan-song-part-one?source=share

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@madness1999sworld Requested: Hi, can I request for a hwang jun-ho smut where the reader and him have angry sex due to an argument please.

A/N: Thanks for requesting! Hopefully it's good and you guys enjoy!

Rating: Mature 18+

Minors Don't Interact

Warning(s): Smut, Jealousy, Oral (M Receiving)

There was tension in the air as we sat silent on the ride home. I sat staring out the window, facing my body towards the passenger door. He stared straight at the half empty road, hands clenching around the wheel. Junho and I were driving back home from a friends party, streetlights shining into the car as we did. It was an amazing party, we even got to catch up with old friends. I thought the night was going well before I felt his hand grab mines, yanking me away from the party, past small goodbyes and towards the car.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, pulling my hand away as I stopped behind him in the parking lot. He stopped once I let go of him, turning around. He had an agitated look, giving a sarcastic huff as he faced me. He brought a hand up to squeeze the bridge of his nose, taking in a deep breath as he stood there for a moment. It looked as if he was contemplating his next move. “Get in the car.” He simply said as he dropped his hand, walking off as the beeps of the car unlocking went off.

I locked the apartment door behind me as he finished taking off his shoes, walking into the dark living room and turning on the lights. The whole walk to the apartment was silent, him walking feet ahead of me as I was left trailing behind. I was surprised he didn’t let the elevator doors shut in my face and left me waiting for the next. The silence had me fuming. HE was the one who started this and I’M getting the silent treatment?!

Quickly, I set my things down, following behind him. “So you're gonna act like nothing happened?” I asked, a hand grabbing his shoulder and making him face me. He turned harshly and pushed my hand away. “Act like what?” He asked, staring down at me as he tried to walk away towards the room, removing his suit jacket. “Don’t act like more of a dick.” I rushed and stood in front of him, blocking him from the hallway. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.” I said. His expression was contorted in anger and I'm sure mines mirrored his. He glared, throwing the jacket back towards the couch nonchalantly. “I’m not sure to be honest.” He replied. I took a deep breath before I replied, “You yanking me out like nothing!” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “You should be the one who knows exactly why I did that." His voice rose, pointing at me. "Me?! What, that I was hanging out with friends?!" I replied, hands moving for emphasis. He gave a dark chuckle, shaking his head. "You are unbelievable." He glared at me for a moment, before saying, "That asshole always finds a way to stick to you like gum." I groaned, rolling my eyes. The guy he was talking about was my new coworker. Both of our cubicles were next to each other so talking was inevitable. He's a nice guy, we had a lot in common but he took that as a green light to ask me out. Ever since I explained that I already had a boyfriend, he's been fine. To me, he doesn't overstep anymore and we have great conversations. That's completely null in Junho's mind.

"Seriously, Junho?!" I said, taking in a deep breath. "I am! Every single fucking time we go out with your friends, he could give half a shit that I'm there, he flirts with you." He said. "He does not! Is just talking with me flirting?!" I yelled, becoming baffled with him. "Even if he doesn't say that he wants to fuck you, it's still in his head." He replied, pointing at his own. "And that's enough to argue about?" I asked. Both of stayed silent for a second. "He knows exactly what he's doing with you." He said lowly. "What is that?" I asked, stepping towards him. He let out a deep breath through his nose, sounding almost like snarl. We stood there, staring at each other. The tension was almost suffocating. Both of us were angry. Furious at each other and our own stubbornness leading to an argument. As much as I understand, he pisses me off to no end when he does that.

He stepped forwards, leaning his face closer to mines. His dark eyes bore into mines, glancing from them and my lips. "Trying to take you away from me." He said, his breath ghosting against my lips. A chill ran down my back involuntarily. He smirked when he noticed, bringing his hands to my waist. "He's that much of a threat?" I replied, staring at him as his grip tightened. "No. I just can't stand him talking to you." He explained, ghosting a hand up to cup my chin. His thumb graced my bottom lip, looking entranced. "What if I keep talking to him?" His eyes snapped back to me, his thumb leaving my lips. His hand gripped my chin, saying, "You love to try me." I smirked, enjoying the way he reacted. "You're sexy when you're angry." I said, closing the gap between us with a harsh kiss.

He groaned and brought his hands back to my hips, leading us to the couch. Our lips never separated as he sat clumsily with me on top of his lap. I grinded down onto him as my hands wrapped around his neck, his traveling everywhere along my back. He groaned as I kept a teasing pace, both of us becoming engrossed in the sensations. He suddenly separated from the kiss, licking his own. "As much as I enjoy this-" His hand went to bottom of my dress, grabbing the hem. "I need this off." He said as I raised my arms to help him, him throwing the dress behind him. I immediately captured his lips again, my hands grasping his face to dominate. He groaned and grabbed my wrists, removing them and separating us. “What are you doing?” He asked, keeping my hands tight. “Don’t be shy. I’m still not happy with you so might as well fuck it out.” I explained, his eyes darkening as he raised an eyebrow. “I’m alright with that.” He said, smirking. I grinned before capturing his lips again, his hands letting go of mines so we could undress each other. Clothes went flying quickly, lips meeting once again as we finished. Our hands wandered, one teasing my nipple as the other stroked the inside of my thigh. My hand rested against his shoulder as I glided it down his chest and his stomach. He trembled slightly as I let it slip down lower. I smirked against his lips as my fingertips touched his member lightly. His hands went to my shoulders, pushing me away harshly. "Hey!" I said, grasping his knee to not fall backwards. "You could use something better than your hand.” He said, pushing my back to fall on my knees on the floor. I let him position me as he sat, his hand moving hair out of my face. I looked at him as a hand grabbed his thigh, the other beginning to stroke his growing cock. I leaned forward, taking in the tip before taking him in as far as I could. He groaned as I started bobbing my head, stroking the rest that couldn’t fit inside. I looked up at him, his eyes meeting mines. “Fuck.” He groaned, throwing his head back against the couch. I moaned around him, relishing in the way that he reacted to me. He kept his head back as a hand grabbed the back of my head, pushing me down further. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, squeezing my eyes shut as tears stung. He cursed in return, keeping my head moving at the pace he wanted. I could feel myself getting wet as he used me, moaning around him as I let a hand slip down, beginning to rub myself. He groaned and cursed as he kept up his movements, suddenly pulling me off. I gasped as I was finally able to breath properly again, amused at the ropes of spit that connected me to his cock. He breathed heavily, sitting up.

He pulled me up from the floor, moving me onto the couch. His tongue invaded my mouth as he sat me, hands grasping my breast and teasing my nipples. I moaned into his mouth as he separated, standing up. “Face down. Keep your ass up.” He said roughly, moving to watch me position myself. I did as told, feeling vulnerable in this position. He stared for a moment before moving behind me on the couch. I couldn’t see much from my position, leaving me wondering what he was doing. A hand trailed down my back, moving my hair to look down at me. I groaned, looking at him. “Can you fuck me already?” I whined, him giving a chuckle. “Oh, you ask so nicely now.” He teased, using a hand to guide himself in. I groaned, eyes closing as I enjoyed the sensation. “(Y/N).” He groaned, his hands gripping my hips as he filled. I moaned, opening my eyes to look at him. He bit his lip as he struggled to stay still, moaning quietly as he closed his eyes. Groaning, I moved my hips, beginning to fuck myself against him. “Fuck.” He groaned, opening his eyes as he stared down. “Hurry up.” I whimpered, bringing a hand to tease my breast. His eyes darkened as he began to thrust harshly, stilling my hips with a tight grip. I whined out his name as his cock hit my spot every time, sending an amazing feeling through me. "You're so good for me." He groaned, biting his lip. For a moment, both of us couldn’t do anything but be engrossed in the feeling. His grunting and groaning mixed in with the slapping of skin, whimpers and moans coming from me to complete the obscene sound in the room. My face rubbed against the cushion, grasping onto it as he kept up his harsh thrusts. “Junho- I’m gonna come.” I whimpered out. “So fast? Ugh- do it." He groaned, his thrusts starting to become sporadic. I stared at him, him looking back with a pleasured expression. I moaned out his name as I came, eyes closing as I grasped tightly, so much I thought I was ripping them. After a string of curses and harsh thrusts, he came inside of me, keeping my hips tightly against his as he rode his orgasm.

I began to pick up the clothes off the floor as Junho walked in again, a towel in his hand. "I'll pick those up. You go shower." He said, coming up to me and grabbing the clothes, handing me the towel instead. "You don't want to shower too?" I asked, him giving a warm smile. "Better to pick these up before we end up falling asleep. Who knows who'll walk in tomorrow morning." He said as I shook my head lightly. "Thank you." I said, giving him a kiss his cheek. "I'll meet you in a little." He said, me nodding before walking away.

[maedrama]

Can I have a Jun Ho x Fem!Reader where they go out and the reader gets jealous because everyone is staring at her boyfriend?? Thank you.

the ugliest trait - hwang jun-ho

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it wasn't unusual for the two of you to be out this time of night; in fact, it was a ritual. every friday night, you and jun-ho would go out to a diner together for date night. it was usually a small restaurant that had mostly elderly couples or single dads taking their kids out to eat. it was fun to people watch as you had small talk with your lover, but this time it wasn't fun at all. all night long, you watched as women gawked at jun-ho, whispering to their friends how hot he was, as if you weren't even there. you sat, sulking in your chair as the night went on. "baby, you haven't even touched the wine. here, try some." jun-ho held the glass to your lips, encouraging you. you huffed, lighting pushing the glass away. "not thirsty." you mumbled. he sighed in defeat, bring his own glass to his lips. you stared down the bottle blond that has her eyes set on him. she twirled her hair between her fingers as she bites her lip. jun-ho looked at you intently before following your eye line, straight to the girl. she gasped lightly, smiling at him. jun-ho sighed, looking back you. "do you want to leave?" he asked, catching onto the situation. you didn't want to leave, the food had just got there and you were starving. "no, i just want her to leave." you grumbled, huffing. he smiled very lightly before leaning across the table to kiss your cheek. the blond quickly got the hint, pink spreading across her cheeks before she turned back to her table. "she's gone now, just you and i." he announced. the rest of the night seemed to be going fine as you digged into your food, enjoying each other's company. that was until another admirer had come. she sat closer this time, a table away from the two of you as she just stared. you let it slide for the first few minutes, given that he was an attractive guy. but as it continued, you found yourself getting more jealous. "i don't know why, but you look so familiar. do i know you from somewhere?" she asked, eyes narrowing as she spoke. jun-ho glanced at her, licking the sauce off of his lip. "i don't think so." he smiled shortly, not a genuine one of course. "i'd remember a face like yours, and i totally remember you. are you a cop?" she poked, giggling. he stopped chewing before taking a closer look at her. "oh yes, i remember you now. i arrested your brother." he answered, keeping his voice monotone. she smiled, laughing. "oh my gosh, yes!" she exclaimed. "i bailed him out and you were the cop i spoke to." you shrugged it off, letting her reminisce. but as they both spoke back and forth about her brother, bouncing off topic to what field of work she's in. after ten or so minutes, the conversation began to rap up. "this was really nice, you should come with me back to my place. i'm sure your friend won't mind, will you?" she suggested, smiling at you. before you could protest or correct her, jun-ho shifted in his seat. "actually, this is my girlfriend, y/n. didn't i already mention that?" her smile flattered before she flashed a fake smile. "i thought you were just playing coy." she giggled. he shook his head, drinking his wine. "no, i wasn't." with that she bowed quickly before leaving. "you know, jealousy is the ugliest trait but damn it looks great on you."

[ithehellisbucky]

A Lovely Man

Hwang Jun-Ho x Reader

Requested: Nope

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Grief, betrayal, sadness, angst, fluff

Author’s Note: I wrote this shit in a day. Ay.

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Beloved son, brother, and fiance. That's what Jun-Ho's tombstone read.

It was a closed casket, the police said that the body was too water-bloated to be put on display. Since you weren't married yet, the funeral wasn't up to you. That responsibility fell to In-Ho, Jun-Ho's brother.

You were too exhausted to argue. You didn't say that he wanted to be cremated, or that he wanted them to plant a tree over his grave. You couldn't. All you could do was just be grateful that they at least included fiance on the headstone. Because, with the way your life was going, all you would ever be is Jun-Ho's fiancee.

One step down from spouse. God, you wished this all happened after the wedding. You wish that he could've been your husband before all this. Instead of fiance on his gravestone, it could've said husband, or even father.

But you didn't get that chance.

The medical examiner said that the cause of death was indeterminate, that he could've just taken one last bachelor vacation before your wedding, or he could've had a psychic break. They don't know what he was doing in the ocean, all they knew was that a fishing boat found his body in the ocean, water filling the lungs and severe trauma to his shoulder.

You didn't know what to say. All you knew was a strange doctor was standing in front of a disfigured, boney body that you couldn't even recognize, asking you to sign a paper saying that it was the love of your life.

You got countless meals delivered to you, casserole, soup, noodles, all the things you didn't want. You and Jun-Ho would end every day watching American dramas, eating ramen and cake. He loved cake, but no one gives chocolate cake to a widow.

When you make your weekly trip to the store for toilet paper or cake or toothpaste, anyone who sees you says one of two things "I'm so sorry for your loss" or "hey, (y/n), how's Jun-Ho doing?" You hated both of them. You're getting fucking shampoo, now is not the time for grief, and now is not the time to explain that your fiance is dead. All you want is cake.

Crying is useless, talking about it is useless. It's just something that exists. You couldn't change what was happening, and you couldn't change Jun-Ho. Every day when you woke up on the two mattresses pushed together on the ground you had to remind yourself that he was dead.

Jun-ho was dead. Your fiance was dead. It became a mantra that you would mutter to yourself, and it would mostly make people stay away from you at the supermarket.

You would probably break down, jump into the ground next to the casket being lowered, have a panic attack, try to kill yourself. All of these things would happen in the coming weeks.

You really fucking wish that everybody wouldn't wear black to the funeral. Jun-Ho's favorite colors were black, and, funnily enough, yellow. You called him your little bumblebee.

No one should wear his favorite color at his funeral. It was like they were burying the last of his personality and interests into the ground with him.

Some distant relative who didn't know Jun-Ho was engaged would probably yell at you if you didn't wear black, so you did.

A semi-nice dress that fell midway down your calves, with one of Jun-Ho's soft black jackets over your shoulder. You wore pantyhose, one of the fun ones, with butterfly rhinestones on the back. Jun-Ho loved them. Whenever you worse them to one of his events he would always call him your secret weapon. You would always laugh and tell him to pay attention, you wished that you didn't tease him now.

You wore thick "soccer mom" sunglasses, to cover your eyes, and your hair was untouched since you woke up a complete and total mess.

Your knee was bouncing like crazy as you sat in the front row of the funeral procession.

"Hey, are you ok?" In-Ho placed his hand on your knee.

You nodded, not saying anything and trying not to cause a fight. You never really liked In-Ho, to you he seemed conceited. He didn't really care about anyone or anything else, and you once watched him kill a rat that had snuck into your and Jun-Ho's apartment.

He lost his brother too, and you didn't want to fight. You didn't want to tell him that Jun-Ho's death could've been because he went looking for him, you couldn't do that. It was easy to fight with people, it's less easy to grieve at a funeral.

A procession of people were coming towards you, asking you questions and giving you apologies, asking you if you needed anything. Of course, you needed something, your fucking fiance back.

"He was such a good soul" "wonderful, simply wonderful" "I was his 11th-grade biology teacher, I always knew he had potential" "I made you some soup, I'll stop by and give it to you later" "He was such a lovely man."

Was. He was a lovely man. He wasn't anymore. He wasn't your Jun-Ho who learned English from watching a decade worth of the Walking Dead, he wasn't your Jun-Ho whose police chief would call you to drive him home after he had poured his heart and soul away to work on a case, he wasn't your Jun-Ho anymore. He was just a shell without a soul inside of it.

Thank god you were wearing your sunglasses. You reached up and wiped your hand underneath them. "Thanks."

The ceremony was heartbreaking. Not that it was particularly sad, just that it was boring and nothing like what Jun-Ho would've wanted.

People that you had never even heard him mention spoke. The official police portrait that he hated was the photo on display. The commanding officer from his military service when he was 19 that Jun-Ho still complained about a decade later spoke about how strong he was.

If Jun-Ho was here he would've left early, you chuckle to yourself thinking about how instead a part of him never gets to leave.

The part that pissed you off the most was In-Ho's speech. He talked about what an honor it was for him to be Jun-Ho's big brother, when in reality before half a decade ago all he did was ask for money whenever he would visit.

All you wanted to go was go home. In-Ho tapped on your shoulder, which snapped you out of your trance and you went to give your speech.

"I don't know what to say. I don't really believe that he's dead. We were supposed to get married. But, uh, that's not gonna happen now. So, I don't really know what to do anymore. Sorry." Everyone in the crowd was crying and looking at you with pity, even though you didn't say anything that they didn't know.

This funeral is fucking embarrassing.

You didn't realize when it was over, nothing happened, some guy you'd never met just kind of stopped talking and everyone stood up. You didn't stand up. You just stared straight at the boring casket a few feet in front of you. You couldn't even remember if you threw a rose in the grave.

Some of his friends were talking about going out to eat, and one of them looked like they were about to ask you to come, but another caught his arm. One of Jun-Ho's closest friends. He knew that you wouldn't go, and he knew that asking you would only give you more anxiety.

All you wanted to do was go home, and hold Jun-Ho, but you couldn't do that.

You got in your car and drove home.

When you walked in the door you immediately took off your dress, sunglasses, shoes, and everything else uncomfortable. Now was the time to let yourself cry.

You walked towards the refrigerator, to get a piece of chocolate cake. But when you opened the door you found nothing inside.

Arms wrapped around your waist. "I ate the cake."

"You shouldn't be here."

"But I am."

"They could've seen you."

"They're busy with the funeral, besides, it's a big building."

"But-"

"Honey, you just went to my funeral. You've had a long day, forgive me for wanting to see my fiancee."

You twirled around, "fine, but if you actually get killed I'm gonna be so pissed off."

He laughed and kissed your forehead, you muttered "I won't come to the next funeral."

He doesn't laugh with this one, just smiles and kisses the tip of your nose instead.

"God, it was horrible." You rocked in his arms, "I gave the worst speech ever."

"I'm sure there have been worse speeches." He said, rocking with you and kissing the top of your head.

"I said I don't know twice." You mumbled into his chest.

"That's not too bad."

"It was like 15 seconds." You said, looking up from his chest.

"Okay, so that's a little bit worse." He chuckled, and you could feel the rumbling of his chest.

You knew everything that happened. About In-Ho, about the game, about all of it. What they In-Ho didn't know was that he had survived the fall.

He was wearing a bulletproof vest, and when he fell off the cliff he found a cave to swim into. He hid for hours, and while he was underwater he called you and told you everything, just in case. You didn't know how the wifi worked, and you didn't know how he survived, but you didn't care. He was alive.

Eventually, a police ship disguised as a fish boat came to rescue him and he pretended to be a body, just in case they were watching, which they always were.

He was immediately rushed into witness protection. Right now he was hiding out briefly in a town just outside of Seoul, but in a week or two, he would be shipped out into a farm town on Hokkaido.

You just had a few days back together, until you had no idea if or when you were going to see him again.

He noticed you looking at him wistfully and kissed your lips to distract you.

"Come with me." That snapped you out of your trance.

"What?"

"Come" kiss "with" kiss "me."

"What are we gonna do? Fake another death," he chuckled a bit, but you could tell he was completely serious. He wouldn't joke, not about this.

"Maybe, we can say you killed yourself, or maybe that you decided you needed a break and went back home."

"No one will believe me, they'll find me, besides, I don't even speak Japanese."

He stroked your cheek gently. "It's fine, you've been watching anime without the dubbs for years."

"That's what you got from that conversation. Baby, watching anime is nothing like moving to a different country." You say, warming up to the idea.

"I'll be there for you honey, I promise, I'm not going to let anyone hurt you." He pauses, "besides, me and the chief have been talking, he thinks that if they think you know something, they'll kill you anyways, this might be the only option."

He kisses your forehead again, "If it's between me being alone, and us being together, I think this may be the better option." You exclaim.

"If it's the only option." He says with a smile on his face.

"Of course, it's the only option." You say with a smile equally big.

He kissed you on the lips this time. Tomorrow you would leave for a new country that scares you, and your entire family would think that you killed yourself after the funeral, but at least you and Jun-Ho were scared together.

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[jeonselca]

Please please front man smut. Your smut is to die for and I’d love to see you write for him

games

ღ — pairing ; front man x player!f!reader [ SMUT ! ]

ღ — warning(s) ; manipulation , cockwarming , degradation , denial .

ღ — request ; yes no

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you nervously tapping your shoes on the floor , eyes scanning allover the hall as you stood close by to your bed , watching as everyone lining up to the exit door for their 4th game— everyone except for you .

ofcourse you felt bad .

because you know too damn well what is the next game .

but you were too wrapped around his finger . and you could do nothing about it

because you desperately need to be his .

a fainted yell could be heard, and you recognised it as gihun's voice, asking why aren't you lining up with them , but before you could do anything , you felt yourself getting dragged from behind , your face turning to the side and saw the pink triangle guard, looking down and nodding to you

this is it

the guards hold your wrist before dragging you with them, passing through the colourful and bright stairs that would often gave you headache , the memories of your first time bumping into him flashing through your mind,

oh how careless are you to accidentally got into the wrong stairs and room

but little did you know , that little meet up was going to save your life .

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dead .

that was the other assumed you .

but here you are , giving every ounce of strength, working your ass up and down, sliding deliciously onto the front man's looking-angry red cock, his hand aggressively holding onto the head couch, head tilted to the back as he hold his moans from becoming louder, his eyes restraints on the way his cock is perfectly between your round ass ,

and before you could know , you felt yourself getting grabbed by the waist, the front man's hand hoisting you up before reluctantly pushing you down making your mouth turned into an 'o' shape, nothing seems to come out from your mouth as this was too much for you, and you need time to process the way his cock just perfectly sliding into your already wet cunt , thanks to you grinding onto him and managed to make him cum a few times,

and finally— finally

he is inside of you .

your heavy breathe was echoed through the control room, the front man's hand roamed around your body, his free hand hoisting your body closer to his, that you swore you can feel his heart beating behind of you,

''im quite upset that i can't see you..'' ''like this'' he muttered closed to your ears as he spread your legs wide enough to give whoever is infront of you a really great view, your breath getting heavier by the second as he doesn't make any effort to move his cock inside of you .

''i wish.. i could see this wet cunt of yours..but'' he was practically whispered into your ears, his hand roamed to your below just above your sopping cunt, before he let a slap onto your clit making you whine and squirming , his cock ever so often twitching inside of you begging for another release .

but he needs to hear you begging first .

''do you really deserve, to be eaten out... by me ?'' he spoke before he slightly thrust up his hips, enough for your body to stuttered at the pressure, leaving another harsh slap onto your clit, ''shh''

''please.. please move'' you managed to uttered the words, only for you to received yet another harsh slap on your clit, a moan escaping your lips at the very intense pleasure .

''don't fucking talk unless your superior say so'' he groaned, watching as your eyes fluttering, fighting the urge to close as you were too deep into your subspace, considering you had been edging that felt like hours .

the front man continously put his hand onto your thigh, sweetly and gently brushing his hand against your already sensitive skin, his sweet hummed could be heard beside your ears as he continued to play with you .

play

maybe you are not a part of the game anymore .

until you realised, you are a part of his game all along .

[sophiewritesworld]

Dating Jun-Ho would include ...

Pairing: Hwang JunHo x F!Reader

A/N: Reader isn't Korean.

First and foremost, dating a cop is challenging but of course Jun-Ho does his best to make this life easy for you.

Jun-Ho tried dating before you but it never worked out because of his job so when you two make it official, he sets to himself to always free time for you.

Which means working three times harder during the day so you can call ou see each other in the evening.

After you move in together, Jun-Ho always make sure to come home on time for dinner and even before if whatever he worked on during the day was not complicated.

He loves coming home to you.

Jun-Ho knows that no matter how hard his day could be, he would come home to love and safety with you.

You never talk about work, he prefers to keep the troubles of his cases in his office rather than bringing them to the comfort of your home.

You always greet him with a kiss and a hug before he goes to shower and change for dinner.

After that you would just settle on the couch and cuddle while watching either something completely random or continue the latest show you started on Netflix.

He is the first one to say "I love you".

Because of the nature of his job, Jun-Ho is confronted to cases most of the time involving women as victims.

One day when you stop by the precinct to drop his lunch, he can't help but hug you tighter than usual before he kisses your forehead and whispers "I love you... I love you so much, (Y/N) you know that right?

You are shocked to hear it out of the blue but of course you knew it because he never failed to show it to you since you started dating many months ago.

"I love you too Jun-Ho"

He teaches you self defence.

Jun-Ho wants to make sure you are capable of protecting yourself if he is not around.

Again, due to his job, he knows that danger can be anywhere.

And Korean

Despite living in Korea for a while before meeting him, you only know the basics because you mostly communicate in English and with Google Translate (terrible idea)

Jun-Ho's English is not bad. But it is not great either.

You often wonder how you even managed to communicate to the point of dating.

Anyways, while he teaches you Korean the best he can, you do the same with English.

Jun-Ho is a sucker for hand holding.

The guy would not move if you are not holding his hand.

And if he is driving, he would have your hand on his lap.

It comforts him.

Calling him "detective"

if no one is around when you stop by the precinct, you always greet him with "hello detective" which always makes him laugh and blush.

Wearing his clothes.

Jun-Ho is at first surprised when he sees you with one of his hoodies when he comes back from work but doesn't point it out.

Not right away.

He waits until you're cuddling against his chest while watching some random show you found on TV to say "By the way, I really love your outfit."

Of course it makes you blush like crazy.

"You should wear my stuff more often."

Working out together.

Though you're not very fond of going to the gym, you push yourself to go for his sake.

He helps you with certain work outs (but really it's just an excuse to have his hands on you).

Meeting his mother.

When he tells you that you are going to his mother's place, you become livid and get scared.

You are afraid she might not like you because of the cultural (and religious??) difference.

But the moment she sees you and despite you not being able to understand each other (not without Jun-Ho interpreting from one language to the other), she absolutely loves you.

Jun-Ho tells her that you take good care of him, which comforts her because she knows her son can be a little neglecting if he has a lot of work.

She always calls him to ask about you and tells him to drop by her place to grab some food she made just for you.

[saebyeoked]

hii! hwang junho marriage x reader headcanons pleasee🥺💌

sure! people seem to like these lol thanks for the request

gn!reader

being married to hwang junho headcanons

being married to this man is a dream come true. he treats you like royalty and that wouldn't ever change

he proposes to you after about a year of dating. he loved calling himself your boyfriend but he wanted to be your husband more than anything in the world

he'd take you out on a fancy dinner or a cute picnic depending on what you'd like more and pop the question towards the end of the night

junho would hire a photographer to capture the moment where he proposed so he could see the look of shock and happiness on your face everyday

when you say yes, his heart would explode and he'd feel like the luckiest man who ever lived. junho adores you and is so happy to finally get to marry you

he worried that it was too soon but that anxiety quickly vanished when he actually proposed to you and saw how happy you were

it'll be a small wedding. if you wanted to invite more guests he wouldn't mind but he wouldn't invite too many people himself. his brother would come, but other than that he wasn't too sure who else to ask

he'd prepare his vows super early on but continue adding to them whenever he thinks of something else. the night before your wedding he basically scraps his old vows and writes entirely new ones because he was worried they weren't good enough

he's so excited to see you walk down the isle. he knew you would look incredible in whatever you wore but his heart would beat so fast just thinking about becoming your husband

the time for your wedding would come and you would walk down the isle to meet him. tears would be forming in his eyes as he admired you but he'd try his best to hide it. he'd do decently well until he saw you up close

his vows would be pretty long. he would promise a lot of things to you, that he would always love you and be there for you, and that he would take care of you no matter what. he's recall some of his favorite memories of your relationship and he'd probably cry a little bit

if he wasn't crying because of his vows he'd cry for yours. he worries that you deserve better a lot and hearing everything you said about him in your vows reassured him that you actually love him like he loves you. no matter what you say in your vows he'd be crying

he'll hire a photographer for the wedding too, to take a picture of your first kiss as a married couple

junho wouldn't care about the audience, in that moment where he was going to kiss you it was only you and him against the world

he would pull you in close and tangle his hands into your hair, kissing you so softly that you visibly melt into his touch. your legs would go weak at the knees and you'd almost fall over

for your honeymoon, he'd let you pick the destination. it wouldn't matter to him as long as he was with you so he didn't care where the two of you went

it would be romantic to him since you were there. you'd go sightseeing and walk around town together, going into little shops and buying souvenirs

when it came time to come home, the entire plane ride was filled with laughter and love. the two of you wouldn't stop talking the entire time because you were just so giddy to be married

love exists and your relationship proves it. he talks about you so sweetly to anyone he meets, always feeling the need to let everyone know that he's married somehow

he loves you more than anything in the entire universe and he thinks himself so lucky because he managed to win your heart <3

[ririspace]

Can I request for Husband hwang jun ho and hwang in ho headcannons

JUN-HO AND IN-HO HUSBAND!AU HEADCANONS

warning(s):none,just fluff

JUNHO

he’d be very busy with his work as a police officer,but he will try to make time for you

after his night shift,he would take you out to eat street foods near your house

he will tell and rant to you about how his day went—how the cases went,what kind of people he had to encounter,anything!he loves talking to you.

this man is AN ABSOLUTE MALEWIFE!!—he’d cook you breakfast,clean the house and send you to work whenever he got the chance to!

surprisingly,hes good at makeup!jun-ho will definitely be the one doing your face in the morning

love language is act of service—he feels oblige to you,youre the love of his life and has been the most important person to him

hes fine with PDA,as long as it that makes you happy :)

the type of person to hold your waist while your cooking

if you slept before him,he’ll always big spoons you in your sleep.his misses your warmth,so much.also would gives you forehand kisses after wishing you a goodnight

spa date is a must—he loves getting massage and doing facial care,it makes him feel cleann

hes good at repairing stuff,so no worries

good husband,but too busy with work :d

IN-HO

the workaholism runs in the hwang blood 💀

he seem cold and distant at first—but trust me hes just not familiar with intimacy after joining the game and becoming the front man,so it’ll take time for him to open up again

love language is giving gifts—he loves spoiling you with his money,it makes him feel powerful classy to you

will definitely slow dances with you with jazz music in the background breaking the silence—hes very good at dancing!

he would let you sit on his lap while monitoring the players,nothing sexual,just you and him spending some times together

your dates with him are probably going to be going on vacations,shopping,bougee things only ykk hes rich rich

not a fan of pda,he just doesnt like exposing you in public,worrying it might threaten your life etc

but in private,he loves to caress your face,he loves how you look,such etheral to him

he may be busy,but he would cook you 5 michellin stars meals once in a while,hes good at cooking,well hell,even better than you!

teaches you how to use guns—for safety purposes..

but i think he’d make a good but distant husband!

[mamamilki]

Junho being protective of you??

Junho x reader

Warning: there are curse words.

This mf would literally not let you go anywhere. After a investigation where you nearly got badly injured, Junho said “You are going to be by my side 24/7 whether you like it or not.” He holds your hand when you two are going out. A lot of people mistaken you guys as a couple. As to which Junho- if you don’t interrupt him. He would immediately reply with a “Yes we are. Now buzz off, I don’t trust you.” The reason why you’re not shocked is because he always and I mean always tell people you two are together, relationship wise. I mean let’s be real here, you don’t mind at all cause look at that handsome fucker. You wouldn’t even say anything, you’d just nod your head “yep, I’m with him. Not that I’m complaining” he is so adorable when he is protective.

One time you remember going out with Junho to get some food, stopping by a 7/11 convenient store you both get foods that will satisfy your cravings. While getting to the cashier the man looks up from the cash register and glanced at Junho then you. He lingered his gaze on you making it feel very uncomfortable. Junho noticed and before he could take any action you smile and hand him the foods you both are excited to eat “That’ll be a total of 15000 Wan, Miss.” the cashier spoke, you reach into your pocket to grab the money you owe and handed it to him, his hands were on yours and stayed for a little bit longer than needed. This. Oh now this, was what made Junho tick. He was watching from behind you this whole time and let me tell you, that man isn’t happy. He yanks your back onto his hard chest ( :> ) so Junho can secure you with his arms around your shoulders “If you don’t mind, stop touching my damn girlfriend.” You blush due to the sudden explosion of jealousy that ran in his veins. The cashier backed off and apologized.

“What was that for?” You glanced at him, he pouts “He liked you. I could tell” you shrug “what’s so bad about that?” Junho looks at you like you support trump “Are you kidding me?” He points at himself “I like you” he emphasized the ‘I’ you pretend to ignore him and continue munching on food while watching whatever you guys put on “You’re not listening to meE!” He complained you sighed

You kissed him “There happy now?” Junho smiled like a little boy who got ice cream “yes, yes I am.” He smiles kissing you on the cheeks, then forehead, then nose, then your lips muttering an “I love you” with each kiss. You smiled and lay on his shoulder after finishing your food.

Ok yeah this cutie is too wholesome

[berrytooth]

could you write possesive hwang junho x reader gn headcanon pleasee<33m

Possessive Hwang Jun-ho HCS

— [ g.n reader ]

- okay so mans isnt like a yandere okay

- he has limits and probably wouldn’t kill for love

- this doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a lot of pent up jealousy

- he often feels bad and thinks you’ll leave him, due to him being a police officer and being busy most of the time

- he’s always texting you to make sure you’re safe

- if he gets jealous while you’re talking to someone, he’ll come up behind you and give a death stare until they leave

- when you’re together, he’s ALWAYS touching you

- ^ it may not be a koala hug, but you can notice how he’s always pressing his leg against yours, or holding your hand when you walk through town

- overall v v good bf, 10/10 would recommend

i hope this is what you wanted! also i wrote this in culinary class LMAO

[squidgameheadcanons]

hi! can I have random fluff hcs of Jun-ho please? thank you!

•fucking protective Someone disrespects you? Dead.

•can’t do PDA for obvious reason if we’re talking about him being on the island if not then he’s all for it •3•

•he has a Polaroid that he take pictures of both of you and hangs them up via string and wall of memories.

•cooks with you to cheer you up.

•built a pillow fort with you once he took pictures that are on the wall of memories.

•thinks about starting a family with you but puts it aside due to his job.

•wore matching outfits with you once

•thinks about you when your not there next to him

[intellectualfallacy]

Hi, how are you? This idea has been pounding in my mind for a while. The reader being Jun-ho's wife and after he disappears without any news, she starts to despair, until one night In-ho shows up to console her, trying to make her forget her brother, convincing her that he would look for him, being that he had secret feelings for her too. Sorry if it's a little confusing.

A/N: I hope this was a good interpretation of your request! I think I made it a little darker than it needed to be tbh but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

Warning(s): Implied Manipulation

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I hung up the phone for the tenth time that evening. It was more than that throughout the day. I sniffled as I walked towards the couch, the apartment feeling emptier than ever. His jacket still hung on the coatrack, a mug he had left on the coffee table there. The anxious feeling in my stomach never left since he went missing. It was the fourth day he went missing. Four terrible nights and four terrible days after he just left without a word. Well, after a kiss and reassurance. I can’t forget. It was just like any other morning. We woke, got ready, ate breakfast, and before he left, he laid a soft kiss against my lips. “I have to work longer tonight. Don’t wait up, okay?” Those were the last words. The last words that I’ve been over analyzing.

Did… did I cause it? Did I cause him to leave? I gulped back the feeling to cry as I sat, trying to take deep breaths. My eyes felt heavy and so did my chest. I glanced down at my hands, rubbing the wedding ring he gave me not even a year or so ago. “Junho, please… come back.” I whispered at nothing, sniffling as I wiped the tears that escaped down my cheeks.

A knock on the front door frightened me, causing me to jolt. No one came to visit at night. I raced towards the door, a delusion in me believing it would be Junho. I opened the door, waiting to be met by him. Inho stood there, a firm face as always as he was dressed in a rather nice looking black suit. “(Y/N).” He said, bowing slightly. I relaxed my breathing. “Inho.” I replied, bowing back. “I wanted to ask about…” He started, trailing off as he noticed my puffy eyes. “Come in.” I replied, moving to let him into the small apartment.

I closed the front door as he walked in, taking in the environment of warm colors, throw blankets and picture frames. He removed his shoes before walking in. “I-I’ve reported him missing already.” I broke the silence as I stood a few feet behind him, him looking back at me. “Have you?” He asked, me nodding in reply. He nodded, looking around again. “Where have you been, Inho? We haven’t heard from you in so long.” I replied, his glances faltering before he turned to fully face me. “I’ve been occupied with a new job… but hearing Junho missing-“ He clenched his jaw, taking in a deep breath. “I had to take a break.”

“T-Thank you for coming.” I said, him giving a slight nod. We stayed in silence before I asked, “Would you like something to drink? A tea maybe?” “No, thank you. I don’t want to be more of a hassle.” He replied as he walked closer to me. “I wanted to ask how you were doing.” He said. I nodded slightly before tears started to swell into my eyes. I didn’t want to bother or let anyone else know about Junhos disappearance other than his mother. It was the first time I was able to actually speak about it.. but I was too afraid to do so.

I couldn’t help the weep that left me, bringing my hands up to cover my face. His footsteps came closer and I felt arms going around me, encasing me against his chest as his hands rested on my back. “It’s okay. You can cry.” He said gently and I did so, crying into his dress shirt. His hand rubbed gently up and down my back, trying to sooth me. “It’s alright.” He repeated, both of us staying there a moment before my tears slowed, sniffles filling the air.

“Sit.” He said as he moved back, grabbing my arm with a gloved hand as he guided me to the couch. I followed, sitting as he went into the kitchen, coming back with a few napkins. “Here.” He said as he sat next to me, handing me the stack he retrieved. “Thank you.” I replied as I grabbed them, wiping my face clean. “It must be hard for you. I know how much you care for him and him to you.” He said as I glanced at him, tossing the tissue into the small trash I kept there. I cleared my throat before replying. “It’s terrifying not knowing where he is. Or what’s happening to him.” A hand came over and covered mine that rested on my knee. “You shouldn’t be worried about that. He’s more than capable of taking care of himself.” He replied. I looked stunned at his words. “Yes but four days?! He would have answered my calls, let me know where he is.” I said, his grip tightening slightly on my hand as he looked at me with a gentle expression. “He will when he has the chance. There’s no reason to start to panic.” He said, thumb stroking across my hand. I had my doubts. Junho would have called me the moment he knew he was sent for a case or wasn’t coming home on time. But another part trusted in Inho. He was his older brother after all, of course he’d know what Junho is capable of. Of course he would.

I gulped nothing as I looked down at my lap, seeing the black glove covering my hands. Junho would hold my hand the same way when I was upset, him trying to console me on this very couch. “You don’t need to worry about him. I’ll make sure to search for him.” I looked back up at him. “It’s fine. The cops are already-“ “What I have is much more useful than what they have. My work has valuable perks.” He said. I nodded gratefully. “Thank you.” I said, giving a smile.

Inho POV

Her warm smile sent my chest alight. Why, oh why, didn’t I meet you first? What did Junho do to deserve you? Ever since he brought you to the family dinner you invaded my mind. It was difficult to keep you out of my mind. I tried everything. Yet you were still there. If there was anything to help me forget about you… is finally having you.

A smile played on my lips. “You leave the search to me. I’ll stop at nothing to track him down.” I said, her nodding and grasping my hand back. “If there’s anything you need me to help with, I will.” She said, looking back at me with her beautiful eyes that were puffed and red. “I will let you know when I do.” I replied, bringing a hand up and stroking my thumb across her cheek. She tensed as I did so, nervously gulping. I let go, standing up as I straightened my coat jacket. She stood after me, wiping her face again with the sleeves of her sweatshirt. “Thank you, again, Inho. You have no idea how much this helps.” She said. I nodded, grabbing a card from the inside of my jacket before handing it to her. “Call me whenever you need. I’ll be by the phone waiting.” I said as she grabbed the brown card, inspecting it before nodding. I nodded before walking over to the door. “I’ll be visiting every other day. To keep you up to date with my search.” I lied. She opened the door and nodded. “Anything to help.” She replied. Putting my shoes back on, looking back at her once again. Her beauty always amazed me no matter what she wore or what state she was in. No other woman I met compared, leaving me seething in jealousy all these years. But now that dear brother is out of the way… if I play my cards right…

“Don’t worry about Junho anymore, okay?” I said, stepping outside and turning back to her. She nodded, a hand on the door. “I know. It’s not doing me any good and I should trust him more. Like you said.” She replied. I smiled slightly and nodded. “Good. I hope you have a goodnight.” I said, not waiting for a reply as I left, entering the elevator at the end of the apartment hall. I smirked to myself as I pressed the button for the ground floor. Maybe it’ll be easy to get her after all.

[maedrama]

Squid Game Masterlist

my masterlist

Hwang Jun-ho

Please pick up

Long overdue

Brownies

More than words can say

Please just love me

Too much love

Know better

The ugliest trait

Refusal

I promise

Pretty please

Cho Sangwoo

sounds he makes in bed

sugar and spice but nothing nice

sugar and spice but nothing nice pt 2 (coming soon)

Seong Gi-hun

Sounds he makes in bed

I don't deserve you

Alone again

Kang Sae-byeok

Subby sae

Please don't say you love me (coming soon)

[jeonselca]

one more time

ღ — pairing ; hwang junho x f!reader [ smut ]

ღ — warning(s) : squirting , overstimulation

ღ — words : 0,4k || navigation sg masterlist

authors notes : an extend version of this dialogue

''come on— come on—cum for me—''

junho groaned out as he focused on fucking your hole , hard and fast , his hand holding onto the bed board behind you , balancing his body as his gazed fixed on your bottom where you and him were connected ,

your eyes rolled back as you felt your orgasm is approaching , a familiar knot is forming in your lower tummy .

your body is trembling out of pleasure, with your wrist that is completely bruised making it difficult for you to move around , as it was tied to each side of the bed .

you watched as junho's cock slid in and out of you , hitting all the spot that you never knew it exist all over again making your visions turn into stars, as a tears drolling onto your cheek at the pleasure ,

''jun-ho..  i think i'm gonna c—cum'' you choked out , but before junho could say anything , you felt your thigh shook as the mind blowing orgasm took over you , wetting the silky bedsheet underneath you and junho's thigh, immediately making his eyes flustered at the feeling of his cock getting squeezed by your cunt , his hips stuttered at the newly pleasure .

a gasped leaving your mouth at the realisation of yourself making mess all over him, a mumbled of sorry's escaping your lips ,

''did you— did you just— god-'' junho praised in disbelief as he quicken his pace once more not giving you any chance to catch your breath from your previous orgasm ,

he never felt that tight, how you clenched around his cock when you squirt , utterly making a hot mess on the bedsheet as a string of whimper leaving your lips while your body arched at the orgasm .

he wanted to feel it again

he need to feel it again

''ju—junho.. , i'm s'sensitive'' you moaned out at the overstimulation of his cock continously slammed into your already abused cunt , and screamed out loud as Junho's finger start to traced circle on your clit in attempt to make you squirt cum again ,

''do it— do it again—'' he spat as he thrust into you faster till the sound of the headboard knocking the wall behind you could be heard , the crecking sound of the bed along with skin clap , and the moans filling in the room

''one more for me— come on, come on darling, make a mess on my cock—'' he slap your clit a few time making you cried out at the pleasure as you finally giving in , squirting all over the bed sheet, painting junho's lower with your release ,

''thank—thank you...'' you mumbled at the big orgasm , as junho leave soft kisses all over your face ,

''no love— thank you'' he breathed as he slowly massaging your shaking body, praising how you were good towards him