#Manager Kim

[temporaerthaervaerk]

Queerbaiting sucks... but

I find it so affirming as a person who struggles with their romantic orientatation. I just live for that state of not quite friends/not quite lovers.

Like yes, they are partners, yes, they live and die for eachother, yes, every other relationship they have loses all meaning compared to them. But also no, they haven't kissed, and they don't want to kiss, and yet, somehow, every single word, every single glance, every single touch carries so much meaning and conveys so much love because this amount of platonic love is usually unheard of and they don't want the other to misunderstand. And I just- aaah, it gives me so much hope and reminds me that romantic love isn’t the only type of love worth experiencing and showing on screen/paper.

I do wish it was done intentionally and wasn’t just a product of homophobia and capitalism. Like I really, really hate the reason I get this representation. Like, it also leaves a somewhat sour taste in my mouth, because I can see that if the world was more accepting, it would probably be a romantic relationship.

(I sometimes see people calling queercoding queerbaiting, and just to make it clear, that isn't what i'm talking about)

[junebugsarchive]

manager nam x reader ; headcanons ver.

summary: headcanons of manager nam x fem! reader

pairing: manager nam x reader

details: mentions of using contraception . not much of warnings other than that . anon request . all headcanons are my opinion, i'm not forcing you to agree with them! . all dividers used are from @cafekitsune . all pictures used are from pinterest

a/n: i love him i love him i love him i love him when yall see this man i want you to immediately think of me and the im his main im his side im every woman that's in his mind sound because he's my goat oh my fosh 🤑 anyways, enjoy babes! thanks for the ask, this was highkey fun to make.

your no. 1 supporter

this man is the greenest green flag when it comes to support and encouragement

you saw this gorgeous dress on display but not sure if it'll look good on you? "go ahead and buy that dress, you look good in anything." you want to sign up for sewing classes? he's immediately doing extensive research on all the sewing workshops nearby and background-checking all the employees. you're struggling to carry all your shopping bags? he's dropping everything to rush to your side and help you carry them to the car.

date nights. date nights. i can't really envision him going out to expensive restaurants (idk why, i'm sorry), but i feel like he would prefer simpler date nights as well, like just sitting down on the sofa with a box of pizza and face masks bc u insisted, watching some corny rom com movie

this man is rich rich. given his job, there's no way you would ever be short on money. he feels bad because his job doesn't really give him a lot of time to spend with you, but he makes up for it by transferring millions and millions of won into your card every month to spend on clothes, manicures, skincare, whatever you needed

pouting to him because you accidentally spent all the money he had given you? no worries, he'll simply press a kiss to your crown and transfer more money, giving you a little extra "just because".

god i love this man

lives for forehead, hairline, crown kisses bc let's be for real, this man is huge. i'm not exactly sure of his height but let's just assume he's super tall, and you have to be standing on your tiptoes just to be able to kiss him properly

because of this, it would be more convenient for him to press kisses to the top of your head before he rushes off for work

very protective

his years as a mercenary have honed his awareness skills (??), and he's really good at detecting threats to you. for example, there's a man that keeps following you around, and you're not even aware of it, but manager nam's already excusing himself to go beat the guy up - or kill him, it depends on his mood that day.

you don't ever need to worry your pretty little head whenever you're around him, because he's already taken care of every threat in the area before you're even aware of them <3

if he's busy on a mission tho, he'll get a bunch of bodyguards to follow u around bc he's just gentlemanly like that

(borderline overly-protective but you beg to differ)

i feel like he would def be like manager kim and hide his occupation for you.

sure, he did mention lightly that he's a contract bodyguard, which is why he's so rich, but he refused to tell you anything other than that, because in his words he has to "protect the clients' privacy" (he's lying he doesn't mention the part he's also a contract killer / mercenary). i mean, it wasn't exactly a lie, right?

he can't say he's never thought of starting a family with you, but between his busy schedule and the constant threats looming behind his shoulder, he would want to wait until everything settles down before giving you a child. until then, he's very strict on using condoms and ensures you take the pills before and after yall do the deed.

but when you guys do have children, he would be an amazing father to the child, no matter their gender.

as a girl dad, he would definitely dotes on her like he does to you, but he's really strict on ensuring she doesn't end up too bratty and constantly trains her in self defense so that she's capable of protecting herself and her mother from creeps. your daughter would def grow up to be a total hothead and extremely protective of her mother, and insists on having "girls night" and literally kicks her depressed father out of their shared bedroom lol. tbh, manager nam's just a total softie for his family

if he was a boy dad tho, the tables would turn because i feel like he would have really strict training regiments and standards for his son, and they're both fueled by the constant reminder that they need to protect you <3 always fighting for your attention it's almost funny lol. until your son grows up and petty arguments turn into full-blown fights that leave you fuming and refusing to talk to them for days because they broke your favourite vase

in conclusion, manager nam is a total simp that would bend over backwards just for you. if he respects and admires manager kim, he 100% worships and adores you with all his heart. every day you spend with him feels like a dream <3

10/10, total green flag that would do anything to keep you happy. as long as he sees you smiling lovingly at him, he's happy.

[rikosseen]

The triple threat hc

As per @yuri018 ‘s request

Manager kim

- Lowkey insecure for not being able to pamper you financially

- This man loves when you get all up in his personal space - be it cuddling, kissing him spontaneously etc

- Will try to initiate kisses, but end up looking like a dead fish due to his hesitation

- Limited experience, so you have to be patient with this baby. Though, he’s a very fast learner

- Fast with his hands and fingers (as seen with his CQC) Take that how you will

- Will observe the things you like, and make mental notes

- Flustered very easily when things are done for him (will never show it)

- Enjoys cooking for you, and spending quality time

- Finds it endearing when you trace over his scars and wounds

- This man is extremely ticklish, and will try to act nonchalant about it

- Loves to listen to you talk- zones out everything and just stares

- Kim subconsciously reaches out for you, always trying to feel for your presence

Jincheol Park

- This absolutely devious man loves squishing you between his biceps

- Adores seeing you struggle beneath him, or whenever he’s cuddling you

- Man has some size kink because he always wants to compare hand sizes

- Will make sexual jokes openly, and loudly

- Loves to embarrass you out in public because you get all flustered and mad

- Wants your attention 24/7, and will whinge when you deny him what he deserves

- Loves to get massaged by you, and loves to massage you back. Though, it never ends well. Take that how you will

- Bridal style, piggy backs, estonian style, fireman’s carry- It doesn’t matter. Jincheol just wants to hold you up in the air

- Will initiate a mating dance because he thinks it’s necessary and manly

- Sleeps shirtless, and encourages you to do so too

- Farts and schmits a lot- they be the stinkiest too

- Feels guilty for worrying you, but at the same time, loves the attention he’s getting

Hansu Seong

Hansu Seong

- At your beck and call

- Will talk about you whenever he gets the chance - “my partner… my partner.. My partner...”

- Loves to cook for, and with you

- Favourite thing to do is give you his undivided attention

- If he gets caught up in something where he has to be away from you for a while, this man will run rampant and lose his schmit.

- Loves to play with the kids in the dojo with you

- He’ll think you’re upset with him if you limit your physical touch

- Very well educated with beauty products, so self care nights are a big thing in the Seong household

- Likes it when you play with his hair- brushing it, drying it etc

- Wants to be able to give you the finer things in life, so often times, Hansu feel guilty for not having the money

- Loves to take pictures of you with his digital camera- knows the best angles, and has a whole physical photo album dedicated to you

- Hansu has plenty of hobbies, and he dedicates his art to you (poems, paintings etc)

[gungoo4lifer]

GOO KİM ON MANAGER KİM 😍🫶

[kumasakka]

Hi do you write about manager kim?

And if you do can you make one about mr kim.

And if you did please dont do it smut.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. manager kim x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. your daughter set you up with your ex-husband even though you ended in bad terms — well you ended in bad terms, he had his reasons .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.3k .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. f!reader. INSPIRED BY DETECTIVE CONAN. self - made au kinda ! [reader is not replacing the actual mother, they got married after manager kim's past] . spoiler - free. safe for minors! crappy writing. manager kim's name never got mentioned. manager kim may seem ooc .

　“PLEASE!”

Minji plead, ready to get down onto her knees what she swore to never do infront of someone. But it's you we're talking about. And you're undoubtedly the mother Minji never had, who was once happily married with her father. But due to unknown reasons, you two divorced — he divorced you for whatever reason without letting you know the reason. You're still angry, up to this day.

"Get up, Minji. We're done discussing about this topic." you began pinching her ear with one hand, letting her yelp in pain.

"But mom! Dad is hopeless. You're hopeless too. You two aren't even interested in dating, only staring at your rings." she complained, finally standing up, "why are you even wearing those rings?!"

"You're still a child. You wouldn't understand." you huffed, avoiding her question as you eventually let go of her ear. "Now, if you're so free, you can help me with dinner."

She only groaned in annoyance before trailing after you to the kitchen, not letting out another sound after this — well that was until a light bulb lit up over her head. "How about going to a blind date. I will set you up with someone who is also divorced." she suggested and cut the onions like how you instructed her to. "Maybe you'll get over dad and stop wearing that ring which reminds you of him."

"Cut the onions smaller." you demanded while thinking about her offer, "...only if you promise you don't set me up with your father."

"Yes, yes! Promise! Thanks mom— ow!" and with that, she accidentally cut her own flesh.

Broken promise though.

Quietly, you sat in a somewhat loud yet cozy coffee shop while the man infront of you stared at his cup, not daring to break the silence. And you weren't on the better end, blankly watching how your fingers fidgeted around the ring, inwardly deciding to still keep it on. The child of the devil — literally the child of the devil smiled and wished you two good luck.

"I'll take my leave if you don't mind!" Minji stood up and quickly left the awkward scene.

The silence, covered mostly by the tuned out chattering from other tables, was never more uncomfortable for you than right now. You felt like a highschool girl, sitting infront of her ex boyfriend while wondering why he broke up without giving her any reasons. So you just stood up, not noticing how he was about to open his mouth to say something, anything to break the silence.

"If you could excuse me for a moment." you went to the toilette without sparing him a second glance.

"Of course..." he muttered, his eyes glanced over something.

As you reached your destination, you couldn't help but stare at your reflection in the mirror. "I'll never forgive Minji for this." you sighed out and closed your eyes. "I talk like a highschool kid." you wanted to slip off the ring to wash your hands but then you noticed that you weren't wearing it anymore. You look around frantically, searching for the small ring as you had a little breakdown because you did not find it.

Maybe, maybe it slipped when you stood up or when you were still sitting at the table. Somehow you were desperate. Even though the ring only reminded you of your divorce with him. So why are you still clinging to this damned ring that brought back unpleasant memories? Right. "I should just forget about it and go back." you ran your hand over your face as you just left the toilette again.

─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─

Your house was a mess. Blankets and pillows all over the floor, every openable cabinet is open and your clothes were flying across the room. "I thought that I maybe lost it at home." you groaned and hit your head against your wardrobe. As you were lost in thoughts as you didn't hear the sound of ringing and knocking against your door. "Oh!" you swiftly stood up and walked to the door.

"Did I order something?" you muttered under your breath and opened the door slowly.

But as soon as it got opened, the faster it got closed before you ran to the toilette, looking into the mirror to fix your messy appearance and then running back to the door. "What do you want?" you asked, opening the same door you just slammed close infront of him. "Did Minji send you here to give me some flowers?" your eyes wandered down to the bouquet of flowers he was holding and then up to his bruised cheek.

"No! I'm giving you the flowers without any instructions..." he denied right away. "I came here without Minji."

"What do you want then?" you crossed your arms, considering whether you should put trust into his words and accept the flowers or just decline them straight away.

"I-I'm here to give you this." he stuffed his hand into his pocket and got out a small ring, giving it to it's rightful owner.

"Huh?" your arms dropped, your eyes softened. "H-How did you notice that I'm still... Where did you find it?"

"In the coffee shop." he answered as he pushed the bouquet forward so you would finally accept them. And you did, to his luck. "You used your other hand more often even though you're right/left-handed, you also played more with your hands than usual and you also tried to hide your right/left hand..."

After this, you couldn't help it. Your eyes widened slightly as the blood rushed to your cheeks. Was it because of embarrassment or rather flattery? "Thanks..." you mumbled your gratitude and held those flowers close to you with one hand, the other was ready to take the ring back. Just for him to gently grab your hand and slowly slip it back to your ring finger for you to watch

"Of course, no need to thank me." he said as if it didn't affect him at all. As if his heart wasn't about to leap out of his chest. He feels normal. Something that he would never call himself. Not with his past and line of work. "Do you have time this weekend?"

"I do." the reply came without wasting a second and it made him smile.

"Great. I'll pick you up at six pm." he lets your hand go before bowing slightly like he was a stranger but infact, he was never a stranger to you. Not even after divorcing you. "Good night."

"Thanks. Good night to you too..." you wished him, watching him take his leave as you stood at the entrance of your home with a bouquet of flowers and a glowing ring.

Maybe it didn't only bring back bad memories. Maybe you also thought back when you were the happiest with the brightest grin on your lips. Yes. Because of him, you were at the peak of happiness. The subtle actions and the gentle phrase of words of his. It made you happy and smile that shone brighter than the stars and sun itself.

bonus !

"—so that's why you came back home with a big bruise on your cheek?" Minji asked and her eyes drifted to her father's face. "Because you entered the women's bathroom to search for her ring and someone caught you?"

"You make it sound like I'm a pervert..." he sweatdropped. "..."

"...dad, why did you divorce mom?" she asked which followed the silence.

"Erm... Because they began to target her after they found out [name] is my wife." a bullet of cold sweat glided down his forehead.

"WHAT?!" Minji's voice was loud, booming through the car while she was sitting on the passenger seat. "YOU DIDN'T TELL HER?"

"Shhh..! Don't scream..."

© 2024 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — btw anon, thanks for the request I had a lot of fun !! AND IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW, WE DON'T WRITE SMUT SO NO NEED TO WORRY <3

[locomoqo]

Hiii!! Can I request mr kim from manager kim manhwa?

Like how they meet or how he fell in love or anything you like :)

And if you make one can you can you do it fluff?

Im sorry I know its a strange request😅

tiny moments

— manager kim x reader

details: neighbors to lovers trope

A/N: i haven't picked up on manager kim in a longgg time so u gyatta forgive me for any inaccuracies, also i think manager kim would be the type to fall in love with someone who isn't in the same line of work as him sooo :PP

On an ordinary afternoon at a neighborhood park, Manager Kim had his eyes glued to Minji as she ran around on her chubby toddler legs, giggling as she tried to catch the butterflies flitting through the sunlit grass. It was one of those rare days where he could relax, just a dad taking his little girl to the park. Away from the stress and obligations waiting in the shadows.

He noticed you sitting nearby, also watching Minji’s happy chase with a gentle smile. You looked so warm and approachable, and Minji, curious and fearless as ever, waddled over to you, extending a pudgy hand in invitation. Caught by surprise, he was about to apologize when you laughed and held out your hand to her. It was a sound that made him pause—a simple laugh, but he swears the space around you lit up.

As the days passed, your paths seemed to cross more often. He’d bring Minji to the park, and you’d be there with that same welcoming smile, talking to her as if she was already a grown-up, humoring her babbling stories. Kim often found himself watching you, captivated by how naturally you fell into their lives.

One day, as Minji napped against his chest, you came over with a quiet greeting, and the two of you talked for the first time without the usual buffer of her playful antics. He was reserved, hesitant, but you listened as he spoke about Minji, her little quirks, his life as her father. You didn’t pry, didn’t judge—just listened.

In time, he found himself drawn to you, captivated by your patience and kindness, the way you genuinely cared about his daughter and respected his quiet nature. It wasn’t a rush of feelings but a steady realization, like warmth seeping into a cold room. He began to look forward to the moments when he’d see you, when he’d see your face light up just a little as Minji ran toward you with her tiny arms open wide.

One evening, as the sun dipped low and painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, he finally found the courage to ask if you’d like to join him and Minji for dinner sometime. And when you smiled, nodding yes, he felt a quiet joy fill his heart, one he hadn’t felt in a long, long time.

Now the question is, could he bring himself to open his heart once more?

[jonggunkitten]

i love how goo potrays different vibes in the different hands of the artist

in lookism's art, he's visually looking like a pretty-feminine handsome looking man; while in manager kim, hes completely masculine and big BIG.

i love both versions haha what about you? 😸💛

[managernam]

There is just something about seeing your usually stoic and composed favorite crack a little smile.

[mobumiesworld]

Yippee art… of ptj universe cause I binge a huge chunk of lookism, manager kim, questism, loser life and juvenile offender chapters in three days lmaoaoa

[froggos-are-superior]

Webtoon screenshots out of context: part 17

[temporaerthaervaerk]

I really am a sucker for dual male lead media where they appear as complete opposites only to end up being eachothers foils and somehow also ending up being completely depended on eachother despite of (because of) their differences

[junebugsarchive]

Hiii! Its my first time I request here.

Can you write about manager kim, mr kim?

Like headcanons or when he get jealous or anything is good with you. (ᗒ⩊ᗕ)

Im sorry if my english is bad. (*_ _)人

manager kim x reader ; headcanons ver.

summary: headcanons of manager kim x fem! reader

pairing: manager kim x reader

details: slightly suggestive . mention of alchohol . kinda depressing bc we know what this man is like . mentions of ptsd / trauma . established relationship ( he calls you his wife ) . all headcanons are my opinion, i'm not forcing you to agree with them! . all dividers used are from @cafekitsune . all pictures used are from pinterest . not proofread

a/n: my man just looks so silly goofy in the second pic. also, first anon ask!! tysm for requesting bae <3 did both headcanons and jealousy if that's ok with you! also i wrote a part of this in public and maybe i was just too paranoid but a girl behind me laughed im so scared now... enjoy babes!

let's start off with the most obvious obvious one; this man would die for you

you could tell him to go up against the government and he would do so without hesitation (he's basically already doing it anyways LMFAO)

absolutely adores cuddling up to you while sleeping. my theory is that this man secretly enjoys being the little spoon because he's never gotten that kind of comfort when he was younger

he likes it when you wrap your arms around him from behind as well. actually, he just likes any type of contact with you.

inwardly guilty he can't spoil you with lavish goods because he's not exactly rich. you deserve the world, in his eyes, and a secret fear of his is that one day you'll leave him

he's either a great cook or a food poisoner, there is no in between. either way, he loves your home-cooked meals the most

very domesticated around you. he radiates black cat energy, and whenever he comes home from work and practically drapes himself all over you, you're always reminded of a grumpy but comfort-seeking cat you once saw on social media.

not a great kisser, because let's be for real, between raising minji and his missions, he doesn't have a lot of time to practice his smooching skills. however, he's a really quick learner and you've noticed a drastic improvement in his bedroom skills ever since he started dating you. but he's great with his hands ( yk, his cqc... fast fingers... ). i'll leave the rest to your imagination

bro would absolutely be the type to be silent about his relationship with you, so people either find out through seeing him with you, or minji happily going around telling everyone she has a mom now.

my headcanon is that this man has horrible alcohol tolerance. one shot with hansu and jincheong is enough to make him red in the face. the first time he came home drunk, you thought he was kind of cute intoxicated and secretly filmed him the entire night tripping over thin air and arguing with the soap

would insist on carrying all your bags. it's rare for you to go on a shopping spree, but even if you're going out for your routinely grocery run, he would insist on carrying all the bags, including your purse, even if you keep insisting he let you carry something.

this gentleman finally relents and lets you carry the bag of chips home LMFAO

now let's talk about his... less than ideal background.

if you were totally oblivious about his past, he would feel a mix of relief and worry, because he's happy that you don't know about his shady history, but also worried that one day you would find out about it, and possibly leave him. let's be real, with the humongous target on his back, someone is bound to find out he has a wife and harm you.

he would never admit it to you, but in the end you'd find out anyways. there's no way the two of you could go your entire lives without finding out every little detail of each other's past, pretty or not.

let's just say you found out through someone ambushing your house when manager kim wasn't home to try and kidnap you. but of course, your husband, having installed silent alarms in every corner of your shared apartment, immediately came racing back to grab you and swoop you into a safe house in the blink of an eye.

he had explained everything to you, saying that if you didn't want to stay with him he would completely understand and accept it.

poor boy was so confused when you burst into tears and hugged him and called him an idiot. he genuinely didn't believe anybody normal would want to be with him even though he basically told them he used to be a ruthless war machine.

after you had calmed down, you had explained that you were disappointed that he thought so little of himself, and you were also really sad because you realized where all the scars littered across his body had come from, and it broke your heart to think that he had gone through so much pain during his time in the military.

after that whole fiasco, you treated his scars more tenderly than ever.

you would trace the bullet scars and lines on his upper body with care and softness as you lay in bed together, and he can't help but think that some good has come out of coming clean to you after all

but let's say that you knew about his past, maybe because you were a part of his squad back in the days.

shared trauma ig

but seriously, i feel like he would feel more at ease whenever he leaves the house to go on a mission because he knows you can protect yourself and minji if the need arises, even if he would still get anxious and worried for your safety.

tbh i feel like you probably caught his eye because you kicked his ass a couple of times when sparring lol

he would like the fact that he could come home in the dead of the night, covered in blood from head to toe, and not have to fumble for an excuse to tell you

nightmare bonding is real bc the two of you have probably gone through some extremely traumatic things in your early days, and of course it's going to leave a lasting impact on both of you.

some nights, the two of you would wake up sweating and shivering after reliving those moments, or seeing your dead comrades, and can silently comfort each other as you both steady your breathing and calm yourselves down

definitely would bring the two of you closer together than ever

let's talk about what manager kim would be like if he's jealous!

would be the type to subtly swoop in and enter whatever conversation you were having with the poor guy, remaining calm and collected, though he made sure he dropped hints left and right.

"ah yes, my wife owns that dress..." "my wife loves the tteokbokki at that restaurant..." "my wife... my wife..."

and when the dude finally gets the hint and backs off, you're always left feeling amused as you watch your husband stare at the guy as he walks off, a stoic look on his face, though you can always feel the triumph radiating off him.

and let's just say the guy doesn't get the hint, and instead keeps implying that you can do so much better than what you have right now. you smile awkwardly, reassuringly interlacing your fingers with his, but it's not enough for the cold stare to drop from manager kim's face.

spoiler alert: that guy either dies or he leads a very unlucky life afterwards

after you and him part ways with the annoying guy (you have to politely excuse yourselves with a lame excuse), manager kim is always left feeling slightly insecure and ashamed of himself. the guys that hit on you are always younger, always richer, always better looking. why would you want to stay with a broke, single father like him anyways? his secret fear comes back into play as these thoughts eat him alive

it doesn't take much to make him forget his worries - just reassure him and comfort him and pamper him, but if a few days go by without you noticing the shame and insecurities eating him away, it might cause him putting some distance between the two of you because he thinks he's not worthy of your love

besides his self-degradation, this man is one of the best men in manager kim to end up with because you know he's going to do whatever he can to ensure you live comfortably, with little to no fears or worries whatsoever. 10/10.

p.s. bro would defo be the type to get hit on by older women when he goes to parent-teacher meetings. and going back to how he wouldn't outright talk about his marriage, none of the women would ever know he was married, until they saw you come in place of your husband, who was on a 'work trip' (that was not true, he went to another city to murder some gang), and needless to say, the women never bothered manager kim ever again.

[rikosseen]

Here with you

Mention of self harm | extended anon request | ptjverse

There’s a weight. A wall. One that suffocates you. One that presses in on your chest, cuts off your air, and wraps around your neck like a vice.

Wanna feel something.

Wanna feel something else.

Mindless scratches pave the way for red skin, and a burning sensation begins to ignite. You feel choked up, at first unable to cry. Everything is weighing down, and the heaviness of it all is paralysing. The feeling of loneliness is so overwhelming at this moment. It’s painfully numb, yet achingly hard to bear. Wanna feel something.

Drawer.

Blade.

Sharp.

Wanna feel something.

You scour around, trying to find the object. Once it’s in your hands, you sit down on your bed to recollect your thoughts. The blade is pointed at your skin, glinting temptingly, and you try. You try to restrain yourself. Wanna feel something else.

A muffled choke escapes your lips, but your throat still feels as constricted as ever. The cold pricks at the already formed goosebumps, and all focus is between the object in your hand, and your skin.

A hand softly plants itself on your back, and suddenly, everything feels like it’s going to fall. The touch is gently, but it feels like betrayal. You don’t want him here. What you want to be more than anything right now when doing this, is alone. You don’t want to face the pity, the disappointment, the weight of someone else’s concern.

The man situates himself on the bed behind you, holding you so gently, so securely. He doesn’t pull the blade away, but instead, brushes rhythmic circles on the hand that holds it. You try to squirm away from him, but he’s reluctant.

“I love you,” he whispers, and you can feel the desperation in his being with the way his fingers twitch. Oh how he wants to pull the object away. How the current situation pangs his heart. How he wants to embrace you, spill whatever’s hurting you into him instead.

You want to scream, but like before, nothing comes out. Your shoulders begin to shake, your body convulses, muffled cries escape your mouth, and everything inside of you cracks wide open. They become uncontrollable.

The arms wrapped around you tighten, and the man holds you so you don’t fall into whatever bottomless dark pit threatens to swallow you.

“I’m here with you,” he whispers, his own voice threatening to break too.

You grasp desperately at his arms, letting go of the blade as it falls on the bed sheets. He leans his forehead on the nape of your neck and tosses it to the ground.

“I love you,” he says again, vulnerable and soft.

Someone’s here for you. Someone’s here with you. Someone’s willing to hold you, even when there’s too much hurt. Someone wants to feel your pain, to share it. Someone’s willing to hold your hand through all of this. Even if you feel lonely, you’re not alone. He’s here now, and he won’t ever leave.

- Taehoon Seong, Gun Park, Goo Kim, Jake Kim, Samuel Seo, Sinu Han, Ryuhei Kuroda, Mandeok Bang, Jerry Kwon, Warren Chae, Manager Kim, Manager Nam, Hansu Seong, Seongji Yuk, Jichang Kwak

To whoever’s reading, I love you so very much, and I hope this makes you feel less alone. Life can get overwhelming, and it’s easy to feel swallowed by all the heavy thoughts. Especially in a suffocating environment. But if you’re here, that’s something to be proud of. You’ve already shown a lot of strength just by doing what you could. And I know it’s not always easy—relapsing can be part of the journey. What matters most is your intention, and the fact that you’re still trying. You’re doing better than you think

[seong-r]

i wonder if mama lee pulled his ear growing up

[miraathegreat]

I THEY BEG SOMEONE PLEASE WRITE MANAGER KIM SHIT I WILL SUCK YOUR DICKS IF YOU DO PRETTY PLEASE

I JUST WANNA READ ABOUT SOME OLD MEN

[kumasakka]

Hiiii! Your writing about manager kim was amazing! Can you do one for Jincheol park? Like when he get jealous or anything you want I don't mind.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐗 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. jincheol park x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. when your husband finds out that the lunchbox made by your beloved daughter wasn't for him but for some other bastard .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~1.3k words .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff. f!readers. established relationship between you and jincheol. manager kim x my life as a loser crossover kinda. spoiler for my life as a loser kinda ! safe for minors! crappy writing. jincheol and dabin may seem ooc. this is the jincheol-father jealousy. jincheol gets beat up with a candle like mentioned in the manhwa of my life as a loser.

　“MOM, how do I make a lunchbox?”

It wasn't an exaggeration when it was said that you dropped everything you held in your hands. Because as soon as those words left the lips of your daughter you couldn't help but gasp in shock and dropped the remote you were holding in your hands, now turning to your one and only daughter. Your daughter that was well — sometimes you wondered how she survived in this world.

"What's wrong, dear? Are you sick?" you stood up, concerned as you held her arm and measured her temperature with your other free hand.

"N-No!" Dabin groaned as she removed your hands from your face. "And what outfit should I wear to the library?! What do people wear in the library?"

You breathed out, needing a moment to regain yourself from the shock. What did she say? Library? She even knows what that is? "Dabin, dear... What's wrong? Is someone bullying you?" you asked worriedly, trying to get close to her to search for bruises or anything else, only for her to stop you by putting her hands on top of your shoulder, shaking her head hastily.

"Please mom! It's important. Teach me how to make a delicious lunchbox!" she cried out.

With that, your eyes wandered down to her hands, noticing how many plasters and bandages were wrapped around her fingers. "How many times did you accidentally cut your fingers?" you asked as you took her wrist to look at her hands closely. "You sure, you aren't going to die by blood loss? you asked once again, your face serious even though whatever you said was silly.

"Ugh.. Nevermind." she gave up and was about to leave, but you didn't let go of her wrist yet.

"Who said I wouldn't teach you?" you chuckled at the sight of her eyes lighting up.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best, mom!"

"Wrong! That not how you cut the chicken." you sighed out, watching her nth attempt to cut something. "You're hopeless..."

"Mom, you're not helping." she deadpanned and tried to... whatever she was doing with the chicken.

"Come on, I'll cut the chicken for you and you're going to season it?" to be honest you were a little tired after trying her to teach something, yet she failed miserably and now that you're at the last step, you made your life easier so you wouldn't need to stand another hour in the kitchen.

"Dabin." you called her name out, removing the chicken tendon before continuing to cut it into smaller pieces while she was finding her ways out with the spices and humming as response. "How come you aren't cooking for your father? He'd be overjoyed if you cooked something for him for the first time."

"I umm..." she trailed off, placing the spices down to the counter again, "it's for someone special this time..."

"Oh yes?" you raised an eyebrow at that. "Seems like you're in love."

"W-What?!" she blinked, blood rushing up to her cheeks as she bashfully mixed some spices together, not even knowing what she mixed up together. "H-How would you know?!"

"I'm your mother." you sighed and looked at your daughter. "Who is the lucky guy."

"No one..." she whispered meekly and took the cuttingboard to marinate the chicken, expecting you to urge her to answer.

"Tell me if you're ready then." but you didn't.

"What?!" her eyes widened, the last chicken dropped into the seasoning, splashing her shirt. "Y-You don't wanna know?"

"I am dying to know." you smiled, "sadly, you're at an age where you would hide most of the things like your first crush."

Dabin pouted at that, looking like a sad puppy to you. "I-I'll tell you soon." she said and began to mix the chicken with her hand. "Ew..! It feels so weird!" she complained, making you chuckle as response. She'll get used to it one day, you hope. You rolled up your sleeves and helped her to wash the dishes, a little smile growing on your lips, getting reminded at your youthful days.

"Your father will cry if he finds out." she flinched at that.

"I will cook him something when I'm better at this!"

CRASH !

At the sound of something breaking, you couldn't help but flinch, immediately standing up to make your way to the living room. Just to see your husband stand in the middle of the room, holding a lunchbox in his hands with a little note attached to it. "[n-name]..." he stuttered, turning himself to your direction as he didn't waste a second to come closer. "Is this... what I think this is." he said and blinked. What is this.

"You read it. »Do not touch!«." you read out the note and chuckled, seeing how your husband almost dropped the lunchbox, if it weren't for you, by falling to his knees dramatically.

"W-Who is this for?!" he jumped up again, shocking you a bit as he held onto your shoulders to prevent you from falling. "This isn't for me! Dabin..! Who is harassing her?!"

The moment he stepped away from you to set a step into your daughter's room, you held onto his shoulder, shaking your head. "You're staying here, mister." you furrowed your eyebrows, feeling the tension under your grip. "Or else I'll beat you up if you interrupt Dabin from bringing this lunchbox to your in-law!" you felt your own flame firing up, knowing well that he was bursting in anger.

Quickly — your hand grabbed onto the nearest object in your reach which was an candle before swinging the very candle against the back of your husband, making him cover himself even though it didn't even really hurt. "She's in puberty, Jincheol! But that doesn't mean she'll have it with every boy!" every word was one slap with the candle without missing a single beat. "Calm down, yeah?!"

"[name], you should also calm down!" he yelled and winced as you didn't stop.

"Jincheol..." you breathed out, placing the candle to the side again while also taking the lunchbox into your hands, "I know you're worried since she's growing up and probably will leave her parents in the back of her mind—"

"B-But!—"

"No buts." you huffed, put the lunchbox back to it's original place, "you should be lucky she isn't as wild as you were once a teenager."

"You can't compare!"

"I can."

The discussion ended with you having the last word before he threw the white flag up, grieving as he bit down on the same white flag he was holding onto. "This is not fair..." his voice was muffled by the piece of cloth in his mouth. "I should've been the first... We should've been the first to taste of her delicious cooking! This isn't fair at all! Who's that bastard? I'll hunt him down."

"Stop." you sighed out once again, folding your arms, "or else I'll beat you up again with the candle."

"Please don't..." he begged weakly, life drained his face while collapsing to the floor with no life energy left.

"Better stay down like this." a smile made it's way to your lips and you walked into the kitchen again, "I'll even make something delicious, alright?"

This made up his mood and the atmosphere in the room, immediately standing up while shining brightly full of life, quickly following you into the kitchen. "Yes, wife! I love you so much! What would I do without you?" he asked, proudly puffing his chest as he stood behind you to watch you preparing lunch for the two of you. After all, Dabin will eat with her secret boyfriend, right?

"Hey, how fast did you change your shirt?" your eyes gazed at the personal made shirt.

"What do you mean?" he asked, flexing his muscles in the »I love my wife« shirt.

"Nevermind..."

© 2024 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n's note — this is probably first and last time writing for jincheol even though I had fun... I'm sorry if this isn't what you expected when you requested jealousy but nothing came into my mind !!! did I seriously read manager kim and my life as a loser to write oneshots for kim and jincheol? yes. yes, I did.