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gyupinkys · 11 months ago

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PARK SEONGHWA X READER

WC: 7.4K

WARNINGS: MURDER, YANDERE, VIOLENCE, DOMESTIC ABUSE, GORE, KIDNAPPING, DRUGGING, SMUT, power imbalance, questionable morals, unprotected sex, rough sex, heavy talks of breeding, creampie, oral, guided masturbation, possessiveness, very inaccurate medical terms idk what i'm talking about, lots of dirty talk, seonghwa is actually crazy...

Synopsis: Park Seonghwa, 25, charged with 10 Counts of second degree murder, acquitted of all charges by reason of insanity. You find his story hard to believe, seeing through his lies. As a new psychiatrist you're not sure you're ready for the anomaly you're tasked to treat

A/N: Thank you guys so much for all the support!!! I love this fic <3

You love your job, you really do but moments like this make you question why you’re here. As you stand in the bathroom of your office cleaning the mashed potatoes your patient threw at you in a manic rage off your face, you question why you do this. As a psychiatrist you pride yourself in your patience, but you can't help but stomp your foot in a mini tantrum. You spent so long doing your makeup this morning and it’s all going to waste. You throw the final wipe in the trash and stare at your reflection. The bags under your eyes are much more prominent than a few days ago. You’ve been up all night trying to prepare yourself for your new patient coming today. Park Seonghwa, 25, acquitted of all charges by reason of insanity. He claims a “demon” took over his body, subsequently leading him to murdering 15 people across a 1 month killing spree. You don’t buy it. Something about this guy is off and the state made it your job to find out why. Your phone ringing snaps you out of your thoughts.

“Doctor L/N, the patient has arrived, we are transporting him to his room.”

“I’ll be right there.”

You take a deep breath and walk across the hospital to his room. You expect to hear shuffling and yelling but the room is eerily quiet. The guards in front of the door step aside and let you into the room, keeping a close eye on Seonghwa.

“Hello Mr.Park, I’m Dr. Y/N L/N, and I will be treating you for your stay here.” you smile at him., surprised by his appearance.

“Hello, Y/N.” he says, staring up at you from his place on his bed.

His curly black hair and plump lips suit him so well.

“I hope you adjust well, we’ve been anticipating your arrival. Breakfast begins at 8, so you are expected to be up and ready before then. Lunch is at 2 and dinner is at 7. Your therapy time with me is at 4 Mondays, Wednesday’s, and Fridays. Sounds good?”

“Sounds great” he says with a smile, showcasing his pearly white teeth.

“I look forward to working with you. My job is to take care of you and I promise to do that.” you smile.

You take a second to look at him, watching the dead look in his eyes. His smile says one thing but his eyes say another. With one last smile you leave the room, almost certain he’ll be causing problems before the night is over.

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You come in the next morning and check in with the nurses. Surprisingly there were no issues from Seonghwa, he even took his medication with no complaints. Maybe you had the wrong idea about him. You meet with several of your other patients, thankfully avoiding potatoes in your face again. It's 3pm when you take a break, looking outside your office window. You see him sitting at the edge of the courtyard, eyes fixed up at the sky. Four guards surround him out of precaution, but he seems completely unphased, eyes staring at the clear blue sky. For someone capable of such evil things he’s beautiful. His curly hair has grown quite long during his time in prison awaiting his trial. His eyes are wide and bright holding so many secrets. As if he can feel your eyes on him he looks up, directly into your office window somehow making eye contact with you. Your eyes widen and you quickly look away, pretending you weren't staring at him. It’s not uncommon for new patients to stick to themselves, often untrusting of the new environment. You can only hope Seonghwa will begin to trust you so you can treat him, if not you’re not sure what his future might hold.

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He is brought to your office at 4 on the dot, accompanied by the four guards assigned to him. He looks rather scared, the new environment keeping him on his toes. You welcome him with a wide smile that he doesn't return, instead staring straight at your shoes.

“Hello, Seonghwa.”

“Hi.” he responds quietly, reminding you of a scared child. You find it in your heart to feel sorry for him.

“How are you adjusting?”

He shrugs in response, eyes still on the floor.

“Can you look at me?”

He shakes his head no.

“Ok, that's fine. I know it’s scary here, I’d also hate to be constantly monitored, but we just want to make sure you’re safe.”

He keeps quiet so you continue.

“Tell me, do you like the food here?”

No response.

“I’ve only tried some of the patient food, well besides when it gets thrown at me. Last week Sandy with the weird haircut threw her potatoes right in my face, I looked like Ms.Doubtfire in that one scene.” you say with a laugh, gauging his reaction. He smirks but remains silent, you decide it might be best if you keep talking in hopes of making him comfortable.

“I’ve only been working here for about 5 months. I can’t say I’m settled completely. Some patients don’t seem to like me very much, hence the mashed potatoes. But I don’t let that discourage me, I mean if I was in their shoes I wouldn’t want some random lady talking my ear off. Well, I guess that’s what I’m doing now, I’ll shut up.”

He looks up at you with a wide smile, showcasing his perfect teeth. “Don’t stop," he says gently.

“I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into here, I can talk for hours.” you say with a light laugh.

His eyes widen a bit, he looks at you as if he’s psychoanalyzing you, the roles seemingly reversed. You squirm under his intense stare, deciding to just start talking.

“How about this? If I tell you one thing about me, you tell me one thing about you?”

“Deal.” he says much quicker than you anticipate making you laugh. You hear his breath hitch, concerned you did something wrong.

“Are you ok?”

“I’m fine. Start talking.”

“Ok, Ok. Hmmmm, Oh how about this, I haven’t finished paying off my student debt.”

“I could pay it off,” he says seriously.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’m sure that violates many rules.”

“I’m not one to worry about rules.” he says with a smile, making your own fall. He quickly reacts, trying to soothe the situation. “That was a joke, I’m joking.”

“Noted.” you say hesitantly. “Your turn.”

“I miss my cat.” he says, sadly.

“You have a cat?” you ask in surprise. “I love cats, I have two.”

“Can I see?” he asks, scooching to the front of his seat, making the guards jump hold him back.

“You guys can relax.” you say and they let go of him.

You grab your phone from your desk, missing the way his eyes drop to your ass.

“They're named Brad and Chad. And yes I know those are weird names for cats.” you show him the pictures of your cats, seeing his body visibly relax.

“What’s your cat's name?”

“Matz.”

“Boy or girl?”

“Girl. I think my friend Hongjoong has her but I’m not sure.”

“If you give me his last name I can try to find out for you.” you say with a smile.

He leans forward again in excitement. “You’d do that for me?”

“Of course, I know It’ll give you peace of mind.”

“Kim, his last name is Kim.”

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“Kim Hongjoong has Matz and says you raised a very disrespectful cat.” you say and slide into the chair across from him in the cafeteria.

He looks a bit shocked at your presence but he gives you a wide smile when he registers what you said.

“She was born like that, I had no part in her sassiness.” he laughs.

“Did he say anything else?”

“He said, “Don't forget to look at the sky.” and stopped responding after that so do with it as you will.”

“I really appreciate it.” he says and grabs your hand, making the security guards restrain him.

“It’s ok, let him go.” you sigh, understanding the guard’s worry, but also feeling sympathetic for Seonghwa.

“I’ll see you around, Seonghwa.”

“Call me Hwa.” he smiles.

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Seonghwa has made great progress, now only being followed around by two guards as opposed to four. He’s been much more responsive with you and willing to let you into his mind, but he refuses to talk about the murders. Whenever you attempt to touch on the subject he locks up and asks to leave. You think he needs more time to accept and confront his past. You know prying too much will only erase his progress. You’ve learned so much about him and he’s learned so much about you. He’s so attentive to every word you speak, constantly bringing up small details you forgot you said. You’d be lying if you said it wasn't sweet. Today you decided to try group therapy with him, maybe if he sees someone else sharing he’d be inclined to share as well. You’re also hoping he’s able to make a friend here, since he expressed to you how lonely he’s been feeling. You can see the shock on his face when he walks into your office and see’s San sitting on the couch. He freezes in the threshold of your office, his face morphing into something you’ve never seen before.

“Who is this?” he asks with venom.

“Hwa, this is San, he’ll be joining us today.”

“Why?”

“I think it’ll be a good change of pace. Now come on in and sit down.”

He slowly walks in, eyes never leaving San.

“So, I was thinking of doing a joint session today. I think you two can be great friends and what better place to facilitate this friendship than here?”

“I’d rather be your friend, or more than friends if you’re interested.” San says with a smirk.

“San, don’t start.”

“If you show me your tits I’ll stop.”

“I will write you up.” you deadpan.

He holds his hands up in defeat as you look over to Seonghwa. He’s sitting in his chair with a hard face and tense body. You want him to feel comfortable, understanding why he’s nervous.

“Hwa, San also loves cats. Why don’t you tell him about Matz?”

“I have a cat named Matz” he whispers, eyes never leaving you.

“I used to have a cat but it died. I was thinking of getting a new one.” San says with a wide smile.

“What kind of cat is your favorite?” Seonghwa asks, seemingly interested.

“I like cats that are nice and wet, even better if they're tight.” he says with a wide smile, showing off his dimples. “Can I take a look at your cat, Doctor?”

Before you can respond San’s on the floor, face being beaten in by Seonghwa.

“HOW ABOUT YOU TREAT HER WITH SOME FUCKING RESPECT.” he yells as his fist fly into San’s jaw. As the guards peel him off San and sedate him he’s staring straight at you, tears in his eyes.

“I can’t sit here and let him talk to you like that.” he slurs as the sedative takes over his body.

“Thank you, Hwa.” is the last thing he hears before everything fades to black.

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“You did a real number on San.” you say with an awkward laugh at your next session, trying to make him comfortable. He’s back with four guards after he broke San’s jaw two weeks ago. He was placed in a higher security ward inorder to avoid more altercations.

“He deserved it.” he whispers with an eye roll.

“Maybe, but we don’t have to solve our problems with violence.”

“I do.”

“Well, If I upset you would you beat the shit out of me?” you ask, trying to prove your point but hoping he will say no.

He leans forward and looks directly into your eyes. “Y/N I will never hurt you. I swear on my life.”

“That's good to hear” you say with a laugh.

“Ok, let's begin. I want you to write three things you like here and three things you dislike. I want you to start seeing the good in the bad.”

“Not much to love in this shit hole.” he grumbles.

“Hey, At least the chicken tenders they serve on wednesdays are good.” you joke.

You hand him a piece of paper and a pen, your fingers brushing making you clear your throat.

“Ok, go ahead.”

“You do it too.” he says with a smirk.

“How about I just write things I do like? ”

“Deal”

You write three things you like:

Chicken tenders

The sunlight

Seonghwa

“Ok, you share first.”

He clears his throat.

“I like my doctor, I like the girl I meet on Monday’s, Wednesday, and Fridays, and I like Y/N.”

Your eyes widen and you can’t help but smile, feeling your cheeks tingle. “Well that's definitely something.” you say with a laugh watching his eyes light up.

You read out your list and watch his smile widen when he hears his name.

“Don’t let it go to your head.” you say with an eye roll.

“Oh baby, it already did.”

Your heart stops at the pet name, willing yourself to remain professional. He’s a goddamn serial killer you internally yell.

“Ok, now read the things you don’t like.”

“I don’t like Tuesdays and Thursdays, I don’t like San, and I don’t like your boyfriend.”

You choke on the sip of water you were taking.

“How do you know I have a boyfriend?”

“Your reaction just told me.” he says and you can see him becoming upset.

“I don’t have a boyfriend, and frankly it’s none of your business.” you say, slightly annoyed.

He gives you a look you’re never seen before. You hate to think it but he genuinely looks insane. You’re suddenly thankful for the guards in the room.

“I think that’s enough for today.” you say. the guards picking him up and dragging him out of the room, his eyes never leaving yours.

You weren’t lying, you don’t have a boyfriend. Well, that’s because he doesn’t want you. All Chris wants from you is sex, claiming he’s “too young for a relationship”

You wish you were strong enough to stick up for yourself but that’s exactly how he likes you, weak.

As you sit at your desk you're puzzled by Seonghwa’s reaction. Sure, you've had patients crush on you in the past but they've never reacted like that when they found out about your partner. He looked almost… murderous? You write this in his file, concerned for both your safety and his. Maybe someone else should get assigned to him? No, that’ll only aggravate him more. You sigh, at a loss about this situation.

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When you enter your office you see an envelope on the floor, presumably slid under your door. You pick it up and see it’s addressed to you.

You open it and pull out a letter.

“My dear Y/N,

I don’t know what I was thinking yesterday. I guess I got jealous, knowing I can’t have you in the ways he has you. I can tell you guys aren’t in love. You deserve to be loved, in every sense of the word. I wish we met in different circumstances, I’d do anything to have you, to hold you, to love you. I’m sorry if I scared you. You’ve been nothing but perfect for me and I’ve done nothing but give you headaches. I’ll be better for you, I promise.

-Hwa”

Your heart softens. This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for you. You choose to ignore the parts where he confesses his love for you. That just complicates things. You decide to pay him a visit in his room.

You walk to the other side of the hospital, rehearsing what you're going to say to him. You stop in your tracks outside his door, hearing moans and groans coming from the other side. Is he ok? You press your ear to his door, only hearing more moans and whimpers. As you’re about to open it you hear him moan out your name. Oh. It doesn't take a genius to guess what he’s doing. It would be a lie if you said you weren't imagining his face right now. He’s already so pretty, he must look even better right before he comes. You bite the bullet and knock on his door.

“Hwa, can I come in?”

You hear shuffling and a meek “Come in.”

You open the door and pause. You expected him to stop but he’s sitting up on his bed with his back against the wall, cock in his hand. Your eyes stray from his face to his dick, hard and long.

“Am I interrupting something?”

“No.”

“I’ll come back later.”

“No.” he yells, making you stop in your tracks.

“Turn around.”

As if you were in a trance you turn around, eyes trained on his large hands wrapped around himself.

“Can you come help me? It hurts so bad.” he whispers. “You’re my doctor aren’t you?” he smirks.

“No, this is wrong.”

“Then why are you still here? Why are your eyes on my cock rather than my face?”

“I-”

“Y/N, all I can think of when I close my eyes is you.” he says as he strokes his cock, looking into your eyes. “Your pretty eyes, your lips, your perfect fucking smile. You make it so hard to focus. I gotta come back here after every session to stroke my cock to you, I can’t help myself.”

You’re frozen in place, unsure if you’re even breathing. “Come wrap your hand around my cock, baby. Please?”

Your legs move before you can think this through, hesitantly wrapping your hand around him. He’s so big in your hands, you can only imagine how perfect he’d feel inside you.

“I shouldn't be doing this.” you whisper to him.

He wraps his hand around yours and guides you to begin stroking him, moaning at the sensation. “You aren’t doing anything wrong, just helping your patient.”

His breathing picks up as precum leaks from his tip onto your hand. “Baby, can I tell y-you something?”

“Yea.”

“I really wish it was your pretty little pussy wrapped around me right now.” he groans. “I’d treat you better than you could imagine, I’d have you addicted to this dick.”

“Hwa”

“Shh, keep going. You're making me feel so good, beautiful.” he breathes out, throbbing in your hand.

“Do you do this to your other patients? Or am I special.”

“You’re special, Hwa. You know that.”

“Do you do this for that ungrateful bastard you call a boyfriend?”

You freeze, but he continues.

“I know you don’t. If he treated you how you deserved you wouldn’t be here with me. I’d make you a queen Y/N, you don’t even have to love me back.”

You look at him in the eye, he looks fucking insane but you can’t find it in you to care. You crash your lips into his, feeling him suck in a deep breath before returning the same ferocity. The kiss is deep and nasty, nothing but tongue and teeth. You grip him harder and begin pumping him faster, desperate to see his face when you come.

“I want you to come for me ok? I wanna see how pretty you look when you feel good.”

“Yes, yes, ok. I’m gonna come for you.”

You hear him let out one last whimper before he comes, his seed dripping down your hand. When he’s done you bring your hand up to his mouth, watching him lick his cum off your fingers. You feel yourself clench around nothing, but you know you’d have to handle your little issue at a later time.

“So good for me, Hwa.” you smile, giving him one last peck before getting up.

He’s laying on the bed, looking completely blissed out, a wide smile on his face.

“I got the letter by the way. I guess flattery has gotten you pretty far.”

_________________________

You arrive home later than expected, getting caught up in some paperwork and losing track of time. When you arrive at your apartment you see none other than Chris waiting outside.

“Where have you been?” he immediately spits, slurring his words, making you roll your eyes.

“Why are you here?” you sigh, unlocking your door.

“What? I can’t come see you now?” he says, going to hug you, but you push him away, smelling the alcohol on his breath.

“Thought you’d be more interested in seeing Irene.”

“Y/N, don’t be like that. You and I aren’t together.” he says, getting aggravated.

“Thank God.” you say under your breath, unsure where this confidence came from.

“Come again?”

“Nothing.”

“No. Fucking say it.” he says, getting in your face.

“Chris, just leave.”

“Youre fucking impossible, Y/N. I don’t know what you fucking want from me. You get mad when I fuck other bitches but you talk to me like this? You don’t deserve me.”

You can’t help but laugh, turning to walk into your bathroom, which makes him even more upset.

“Whats so fucking funny?” he yells, grabbing your wrist a little too tight.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” you spit, trying to pull your hand away, but unable to due to his tight grip.

“You’re hurting me.” you cry as he tightens his grip and pulls you towards him.

“Imagine how much you hurt me when you act like this? You’re a fucking bitch Y/N. Why are you acting like this? Are you fucking someone else is that it?” he’s getting angrier by the second, beginning to scare you.

“GET OFF OF ME.”

“ADMIT IT. YOU'RE WHORING YOURSELF OUT AREN’T YOU? “

You yank your hand from his grip, only to be greeted with a sharp slap across your face.

You look at him with wide eyes, shocked at his actions. He seems equally as shocked as he stares at his hand then you.

“Sweetheart, I’m-”

“Get out before I call the cops.”

He rushes out, spewing bullshit apologies in his drunken state, but you’re having none of it. As soon as he leaves you begin to cry, the reality of what happened hitting you. You look down at your wrist, seeing his hand imprinted on your skin. You cry more, wondering how you got to this point.

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You tried your best to cover the small mark on your face, but the bruise on your hand was a no go. You just hoped the sleeves of your lab coat would cover the mark. You see multiple patients today, trying to keep up your usual happy persona but most likely failing. San is the only one who asked if you were ok, saying he “knows ways to make

You feel better.” Maybe Seonghwa needs to beat him up one more time so he can learn his lesson. Speaking og Seonghwa, you are nervous to face him after your encounter yesterday. You violated so many rules, if he were to snitch on you not only would you lose your job, but your license. You take a deep breath as the guards bring him into your office, two instead of four now due to good behavior.

He takes a seat but you’re not sure what to say. He frowns at the unusual silence, immediately asking what's wrong.

“I’m fine, Hwa. Just having a shitty day.” you say while subconsciously rubbing your wrist, bringing attention to it. He shoots forward in his seat and grabs your arm, pulling back your sleeve and looking at your wrist. The guards immediately grab him, but you signal at them to stand down.

“Did he do that?” Seonghwa asked, venom dripping from his voice.

“He was drunk.”

“That's not an excuse.”

“I know.” you sigh.

“That bastard doesn't deserve you. I hope he fucking dies.” Seonghwa spits.

“Hwa, don’t say that.”

“I want to leave.”

You nod your head and the guards lead him back to his room. You decide to head home, hoping a night out with your friends will clear your mind.

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Seonghwa’s tells himself he’s doing this for you. Everything he does is for you. No one can lay a hand on his sweet girl and think they won't experience any consequences. He’ll be damned if this fucker lives another day. He watches Chris dance and kiss other women like nothings wrong, like he didn’t put his hands on you. Seonghwa can feel the rage flowing through his body, this is the feeling he gets right before he kills. He can’t wait to see the light leave Chris’ eyes tonight. He’s eternally grateful for Hongjoong finding this fucker for him, he knows he’ll avenge you tonight.

He waits for him near his car, watching him fumble with his keys.

“Excuse me.”

Chris turns around and sees Seonghwa standing next to the car parked behind his own.

“Yes?”

“I know this sounds weird, but I’m trying to dump my couch, but I can’t get it out of my apartment by myself. Can you help me?”

“Yea sure.”

Seonghwa couldn't help but smile, knowing what was about to happen. As soon as the pair enter Hongjoong’s old apartment, Seonghwa wastes no time and stabs Chris in the chest, watching him crumble to the floor.

“You think you can touch my dear, Y/N and get away with it? No one is going to hurt my girl.” he spits, rage consuming him.

Chris doesn’t get a chance to respond as Seonghwa plunges the knife into his chest, repeatedly, aiming for his heart.

“This is how my heart felt when I saw those bruises on her.” he spits, mutilating Chris’s body.

When his body is nothing more than a pile of flesh and blood, Seonghwa stands, changing out of his soiled clothes and exiting the apartment, leaving Chris’s body to rot.

He pushes through the crowds of the rowdy club, searching for you. He spots you dancing with your friends, looking carefree and happy, exactly as you should be. He smiles at the sight, falling more in love with you as the seconds pass. He wants to experience everything with you, he wants to marry you, have kids with you, die with you, and he will. He’ll make you his, he’ll fill you up with his seed and watch your body grow. He’ll keep you where no one can find you, make sure you’re his forever.

He watches you search for one of your other friends from your spot at the bar, hoping you’d make eye contact with him. When your eyes meet his heart stops. He watches your eyes widen, and confusion grow on your face. You rub your eyes to make sure you’re seeing correctly and when you open them again he’s gone.

He walks back to the asylum elated, happy he served you justice. He passes by the security who knows better to question him and the nurses who keep their heads down and mouths shut. There's nothing money can’t buy, and the hospital staff’s silence is definitely not one of them. He changes back into his patient attire and gets into bed as if nothing happened.

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You’re 100% losing your mind. Either that or Seonghwa was in the same club as you last night which is impossible. You've run through every scenario you could think of and you’ve concluded whatever you feel for him is becoming too strong. You’re considering transferring him to another doctor, the guilt you have from what happened two days ago is sitting on you. That was completely unprofessional and foolish, your risked so much because you’re too fucking horny. Not only that but you took advantage of him, you're in a position of power, you should've said no. You know you wouldn't be able to treat and diagnose him properly. But you also know he’d throw a fit if he gets assigned to a new doctor. This is all too much for you to handle.

Your thoughts are interrupted by someone barging into your office. You look up and see Seonghwa, eyes widening.

“Hwa? Why are you here?”

“I needed to see you.”

“Where are the guards?”

“Don’t worry about that.” he says and locks your office door, worrying you a bit.

“Seonghwa, you’ll get in trouble if they find out you’re here.”

“They won’t find out if you don’t tell.” he says with a smile, walking to your desk.

“Why did you need to see me?”

“I’m sorry for how I acted yesterday. It wasn’t my place to react like that, and I know you were probably already stressed, I shouldn’t have added to that.”

“It's ok, don’t worry.”

“No, it’s not Ok. I keep saying I'll treat you right but I haven't. Let me make it up to you.”

You smile at how much he cares when it should be the other way around.

“And how are you going to make it up?” you say with a light laugh.

“Let me eat you out.”

Your eyes widen.

“Hwa. What happened was a one time thing. We can’t keep doing this.”

“Why?

“You know why.”

“I won’t tell anyone. No one needs to know, Baby. I love you, why would I jeopardize you?” he says, getting on his knees next to your desk chair.

“What if someone sees?”

“I’ll take care of them. With the way I’m about to have you, no one but me gets to see you.”

Your breath quickens. No way you're actually contemplating this. You watch as he turns your chair towards him and places his hands on your thighs.

“What do you say, Sweet girl?”

You nod hesitantly. He smiles up at you spreading your legs and running his hands up your skirt. He flips it up and looks at your pink panties, sucking in a deep breath.

“Just like I imagined.”

He puts his legs on your shoulder and pulls your hips to his face, running his nose along your inner thigh. He’s breathing heavily, his grip on you tightening. He licks a long stipe up your slit over your panties, teasing you. Your hands fly to his soft curls, pulling him closer.

“Please don’t tease” you whisper.

He begins to kiss your cunt, practically making out with it. He’s so sloppy with it, soaking your already soaked panties more. He pulls off your panties with his teeth, shoving them in his pocket before pulling you flush to his lips. He goes straight for your clit, sucking harshly. He's moaning into your cunt, lapping at your pussy like it's the last he’lll ever eat.

“So good, Baby. You taste so fucking goof. The best I’ve ever had.”

He runs two fingers through you, wetting them before easing them inside.

“Fucking hell, you’re gonna be the death of me.”

You can only moan in response, trying to control your volume.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“It’s so good, Hwa. Feels so good.”

“Is it better than that fucker Chris?”

“Yes, so much better.” you moan out, not having enough brain power to question how he knows chris. All you can focus on is his soft tongue running through you and his fingers hitting all the spots you need.

Your back arches as you feel your orgasm coming. “Give it to me baby. I deserve it,I’ve been so good to you.” he speaks into your cunt, his fingers never stopping.

You look down into his wide eyes and see so much emotion in them. He’s so fucking pretty, just the thought that this is the man eating you out makes you let go. Grabbing his hair harshly and somehow pulling him closer as you soak his face. He keeps sucking and licking your clit, slowing the pace of his fingers. When it gets too much you yank his head back, out of breath.

“Fuck, Hwa. That definitely made it up to me.” you laugh, blissed out.

“I’m glad.” he laughs, licking his fingers clean before standing up and kissing you.

“I can make you feel even better.” he smiles, testing his luck.

“Nice try. Can I have my panties back?”

“No can do.” he smiles, kissing you one more time before backing up, helping you put your clothes back in place.

“I’ll see you four, Love.” he says with a wide smile.

“Actually, I need to cancel our session, something came up.” you say solemnly watching his smile drop. All the guilt from before it you once again. You can’t keep doing this. He’s you patient for fucks sake, you can’t fuck him. This is wrong on so many levels.

“So when am I going to see you instead?”

“I’ll let you know.” you say with a frown.

“Oh, Ok. Have a nice night, Y/N.”

“You too, Hwa.”

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Seonghwa can feel something's off. He thought after he ate you out you’d realize you feel the same way about him. But he could tell it had the opposite effect. He tries to sleep but all that's on his mind is you. He looks at the clock on the wall, it's well past 4am, you should definitely be gone. He gets up and opens his door, seeing the guard on night duty fast asleep. He walks to your office and uses the master key he stole from the janitor to unlock the door. He walks over to your desk and scans the papers littering it. He sees a printed out email from your supervisor, listing reports made about you from other patients. Other patients claim you show him favoritism? He knows San was behind this. They claim patient reports you write for him are much more detailed and that's somehow proof of favoritism? You eating lunch with him is somehow inappropriate? He laughs at this, they really have no idea how inappropriate your relationship has gotten. He continues reading, Your supervisor claims he’s showing no improvement and has requested a new doctor for him. He can feel the anger coursing through his veins but he wills himself. He’ll be damned if they try to take you away from him. His months of planning will not go to waste. He’ll live out all his dreams with you, there's no way he won’t.

He walks out of your office, filled with rage. He can’t believe this. He can only imagine how crushed you are. He knows you love him, even if you don’t know it. He knows you’re probably at home distraught. He owes it to you to make sure you two remain together forever.

He goes back to his room, but he still can’t sleep. He stares at the ceiling, imagining your pretty face in an attempt to calm his spirit. He’s rudely interrupted by his door opening. He looks at the clock and sees it's somehow 8am. Time flies so fast when you're on his mind. In walks another doctor he’s seen around the hospital. There's no way this happened so quickly. He can’t believe this. He sees the man speaking to him but he’s not hearing anything besides the ringing in his ears.

“I want Y/N to be my doctor.”

“Unfortunately, she can’t. She hasn’t been making much progress with you. We're hoping a more experienced doctor like myself can help you more than she can.”

He looks at him blankly. He feels himself slipping away. His hands clench and reach under his pillow, grasping his knife as the doctor reads from his clipboard. He won’t let someone speak about you like this. He won’t let them take you away from him. He grabs the doctor's hair and slits his throat, sawing through the man's blood vessels until he falls limp. A guard runs in and attempts to wrestle the knife out of his hands but he overpowers him, plunging the knife into his chest repeatedly. Seonghwa’s fuled by blind rage, no one will stop him from avenging your honor. How dare they speak of you like this as he kills the fourth and final guard to come in. He hears alarms blaring in the distance and looks at the clock. It's 9:05 am, he can feel you on your way to him.

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The blaring of the alarms push you to run faster, entering the high security section of the hospital. The commotion from down the hall gets louder as you approach his room. You come to a halt as you see a stream of blood running down the hall, coming from beyond his door. A loud thud from inside his room breaks you from your trance, you push open the door, seeing the bodies of guards surrounding his bed.

“Hwa” you gasp, eyes trained on the battered bodies. “What did you do?” you breathe out, finally looking up at him.

He looks up at you from across the room, eyes wide and bloodshot.

“What did I do?” He laughs maniacally. “Y/N, This is your fault. I did this because of you.” he says as he begins to approach you.

“THEY TRIED TO KEEP ME FROM YOU!” He yells. “You were supposed to take care of me. YOU PROMISED!” He traps you against the wall next to the door. “Isn’t that your job? Nurse me back to my right state of mind? Figure out what's wrong with me? But you didn’t do that. No,no, no you just made me fall in love with you, you made me want you! So don’t act like this is my fault.” he says as he lightly drags the knife across your throat.

“No ones going to keep me away from you, my love.” he whispers into your ear. He leans over and locks the door before looking back at you.

“Do you think I’m going to hurt you?”

“No.” you answer with full confidence.

He smiles at you, but it's not the same smile your Seonghwa gives you. You don’t know who this is.

"I want my Hwa back, I don;t like you like this.”

“I am your Hwa, Baby. I did this for you Y/N. Don’t you see how much I love you?” he says, dropping the knife and kissing down your neck.

“I know, Hwa.” you sigh heavily, feeling his cock hardening against your stomach.

“Say you love me too. I know you do.”

Do you love him? Can you love someone who’d do this? The longer you stay quiet the more upset he gets. “It's ok baby. I’ll love you enough for the both of us.” he sighs. “One day you’ll realize how much you love me.”

He runs his hands down your body, squeezing your ass. He flips you around, pressing your chest to the wall.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, Y/N. I’ll be all you think about for the rest of your life.”

He shoves your pants down and rips your panties off you, rubbing his fingers through you. “Fucking hell, you’re a filthy fucking liar. You do like me like this, look how wet you are.” he says bringing his soaking fingers in front of your face. Your breath quickens, seeing evidence of how wet you are.

“Just fuck me, Hwa.” you groan.

He pulls out his hard cock and rubs his tip through you. “I’ll make you mine, Y/N. You’ll let me cum in you right? Own this pussy”

“Yes, Hwa. Please.”

He lines himself up and slides in slowly, gripping your hips tightly at the sensation.

“F-fuck, Baby. You feel so good, the best I’ve ever had.” he moans out. He fills you up completely, stretching you so painfully but not nicely. You savor the pain, it reminds you of how taboo this is, how much you deserve to feel pain. Youre letting this psychopath fuck you in a room full of bodies, your colleagues blood on your body doing nothing but turning you on. You deserve to feel pain, but he turns that pain into pleasure with the first thrust. It’s like your pussy was made for him, you fit together perfectly. You can feel him in your stomach, so deep inside you, you can feel yourselves becoming one. He picks up his pace, thrusting into you harshly.

“I’ve dreamt of this for so long. I’ve fucked my fist imagining it was this pussy. You couldn't even imagine all the nasty things I’d do to you, Bbay. I’d hurt you so bad but you’d love it, you’d beg me for more. B-beg me to make you mine.”

He pulls out quickly and flips you around, hiking you up the wall. You wrap your legs around his waist as he slides back in, fucking into you while staring into your eyes.

“I need to see that pretty face when I breed you. I have everything planned out for us, Y/N. There's a beautiful house waiting for you, so many rooms to fill up with our beautiful babies. I know you’d be a great mother, my perfect little housewife.”

He picks up his pace, feeling you clenching around him, but desperate to come together.

“I’d keep you full of my seed all the time, my love. You’d always feel me dripping out of you, I’d keep you nice and round with my babies for as long as I can. You want that don’t you? You wanna be my slutty little cum dump?”

You can barely answer him, let alone breathe. He’s hitting it so deep, you feel like your on another planet. You look down into his eyes and nod, mesmerized by his beautiful brown eyes. You’d let him do anything he wanted if it meant you felt like this forever.

“Cum for me, my love. I’m going to fill you up so nicely, ok?”

You let go, clamping down on his cock and hearing his deep groan. His warm cum fills you up to the brim, leaking out of you, despite the vice-like grip your cunt has on him.

“So fucking tight and warm, baby” he blabbers, shallowly thrusting his seed back into you. He pulls you in for a kiss by your neck, claiming your mouth as his own. You pull back for air, giving him a blissed out smile. The words he so badly wants to hear hang on your tongue but you can’t give it to him yet.

“I know, baby. You don’t have to say it, I already know.” he whispers against your lips and sets you down.

He helps you fix your clothes and begins to pull you out of the hospital. As you see the chaos ensuing, the reality of the situation hits you.

“Hwa, where are you taking me?”

“Hongjoong is outside we gotta go before the cops come.”

“Wait, what?” you pull back from him, stopping him in his tracks.

“Y/N, now's not the time.” he growls.

“Tell me what's going on.”

“You really think I was going to stay in this shit hole forever? Y/N, I’m not fucking crazy, I killed those people on purpose. The only reason I’m not rotting in jail is because I paid off the judge. I was planning my escape from the moment I got here but I only stayed this long because of you. So let's go.”

His words break you from your trance. This man is actually insane. You begin backing away from him but he gets visibly upset. “Y/N, don’t try this shit with me. You’re coming with me whether you like it or not.”

The dim lighting of the hallway and red lights from the alarms make him look sinister. For the first time you feel afraid of him.

“I don’t want to go with you, Seonghwa.”

He looks at you blankly before grabbing you harshly. “

“I didn’t want to do it this way, Y/N. I wanted us to be happy, but if I have to force you to want me, so be it. He pulls out the sedative he took from one of the guards and pulls off the cap with his teeth. “You’ll be mine forever Y/N. That baby growing in your belly is proof enough.”

He sticks the syringe into your neck, releasing the chemicals into your body. You feel the drugs immediately kick in, falling limp in his hold.

“Hwa, please don’t.” you whimper.

He caresses your face with a pout. “Don’t worry, Baby. You’ll love me eventually, I’ll make sure of it.”

He flashes you a wide, beautiful smile before everything fades to black.

#ateez fanfic #ateez smut #ateez x reader #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa fanfic #seonghwa smut #yandere ateez #yandere kpop #yandere seonghwa

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deeppink-man · 2 months ago

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blushing meme for Mr.Park

#my oc #disillusionment diary

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zerolune · 4 months ago

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I Hate (Love) You

Synopsis: Being born in a rich family is a double-edged sword. You have everything, except choice. So when you were arranged to be married to Gunwook, you didn't have much of a choice either. Despite his scowl everytime he saw you, and despite your own hatred towards him, you couldn't help but admit it, you wanted him. And lucky for you, he was your husband after all.

Warnings: Includes smut, MDNI, Aged up Gunwook, inexperienced reader, Gunwook is plenty mean at first, fingering, use of petnames (baby, darling, doll), penetration, sort of unsafe sex (use protection always please) and that should be it.

They say love harbours the beauty of life. Through thick and thin, one has a person to rely on- their person. And marriage is a vow to bond that love permanently. However, for you that was very different.

When you were told you would soon be marrying you weren't happy, but you weren't entirely sad either.

Your fiancé, Park Gunwook was the son and the heir to the Park industries, the leading investors in your father's newest business venture. So of course as fate it be- you were arranged to marry this man without your knowing.

"Y/n honey, are you done getting ready- oh...oh thank god you're wearing the dress I asked you to!" Your mother nearly squeals in excitement complimenting the way the dress hugs you, talking about how her choice is always the best. You hold back an eye roll as you smile, you and your parents finally getting out.

When you reach the 3 star Michelin restaurant, the aura of the fancy decor immediately hits you, piercing your gaze as you tried to focus on your sight in front of you.

"Oh Taejung!" Your father greets his friend, your future father-in-law. They both hug as your mother and Gunwook's mother exchange warm smiles.

And there he was, clad in a grey blazer over a white dress shirt- his stature was tall with broad shoulders and his face was smiling...until it turned to you and it became rather indifferent. His sparkling eyes became cold and uninviting and all the confidence you'd managed to build up was- flooding down the drain..

"So, y/n you're currently in your first year of MBA right?" Mr.Park asks, his lips curving in a smile as you shake your head, "I'm starting my second year this August actually."

"Impressive really...you started college at 15 hm?" Your mother in law to-be asks, her face rather intimidating.

"Yes, I skipped a few grades as a child..." you said, gaze travelling towards Gunwook who seemed to be eyeing the way your dress dipped down near your cleavage. His gaze then meets yours, sharp eyes scowling at you, just what was his problem?

Amongst the young people of the high class society circle...Gunwook was an infamous Casanova, sure he was every parent's dream son with his wit and charm but he was also every girl's dream. He was pretty much perfect and kind, except to you.

Weeks passed, you got engaged, you were officially his fiancee, and soon enough your wedding day arrived- it was really celebratory with all the expensive decor your and his parents spent thousands on, but really, it was simple. You walked down the aisle, your marriage was officiated and just like that, the two of you were going back home.

"So, you're my wife now huh?" His voice is is neutral as his hands are fixed on the steering wheel. "Well yea sure."

He scoffs, his foot hitting the breaks as you both approach a red light. "You're way too nonchalant about this you know?"

"And why does that make you mad?" You ask, turning to face him.

"Well, you...I never wanted to marry you, I.. I don't even like you for god's sake!" It's as if his gaze betrayed him, travelling down to your chest that wore a strapless white dress.

"I didn't want to marry you either, gosh..." you roll your eyes, annoyed by his attitude. "You should be happy, I'm the most coveted bachelor you know?" He tried to boast, not looking away from you.

"So?" He was right, but it was also way too cocky of him to say that, it pissed you off in a way that you wanted him to shut up. To make him shut up.

His tongue poked the side of cheek, anger practically ensuing his striking features. Truth be told, he too was pissed. Pissed in a way that he wanted to shut that pretty mouth of yours.

"You know what? Since none of us love each other let's just keep an open marriage-" before Gunwook could register any of your words he had to make a sharp break since a pedestrian decided to just randomly walk during a green light. You heard him curse under his breath, the veins on his hand beautifully popping as gripped the wheel harder. You had to suck in a breath to not drool, okay...maybe he was attractive- no what the fuck were you thinking?

"You okay?" He asks, his face softened a little bit. "Yea...I'm fine." You say, it was rather pathetic how easily you let his pretty face distract you from how much you hated him- but, did you really?

Maybe it was the idea of him that you hated, the idea that a man you barely knew was your husband. The idea that you would have probably chose him, if you had a choice. Maybe you hated the fact that you had no choice. It was for certain that you hated the fact that since birth, nothing was a choice but an obligation and this was too, you hated the deprivation of control you had over your own life.

That is exactly what you thought of as you showered, reluctantly did your skincare as you pulled through tiredness and finally draped yourself in your nightdress before walking in to your room.

Just as you sit down on the bed, you hear a knock. "Come in." You say as you couldn't help but let your gaze travel over Gunwook's tall figure wearing simple shorts and hoodie with his hair down.

"Y/n...I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean all those harsh words I've said to you, just...I've been mad over not-"

"Not having a choice over your own life?"

His eyes widened as you cut him off, realising that you too went through the same thing. "I...well yea. Since i was a child, I have barely been able to do what I want. And just the thought of me being nothing but a pawn for my father's business, it...it makes me feel helpless." You could see him slowly getting vulnerable realising how the two of you were going through the exact situation.

"Me too Gunwook, I...I think it's wrong, but you're...you're not that bad really,"

"Oh trust me, I'm plenty bad..." he purses his lips. "Bad joke sorry..." he bows his head down as you chuckle.

"Gunwook, I have a proposal to make, what if we keep our marriage open? I mean, we're already sleeping in two different rooms...let's...let's just stick to the fact that we may not want to love each other and that-"

"Shut up." His face turned furious again, he didn't know it but the thought of you being so close...but still not his made him rather furious. "None of that crap Y/n, you're really fucking beautiful and I'd be an idiot to not want you. I would be an idiot to not admit that you stir up a lot of different emotions in me. I would be an idiot to not admit that I want to shut you up everytime you start speaking."

"What? But you said that you never wanted to-" before you could complete your sentence your lips were suddenly meeting his before he pulled away and looked at you. "Shut up Y/n" he said before he pulled your face to his and kissed you, your fingers entangled in his hair as his roamed over your body.

He bit your lip to make his tongue enter your mouth, his hands explored your body, clinging to and wrinkling the silk of your dress as he continued to kiss you, pulling away for a bit, hungry eyes darting all over your body as he suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong- OH WHAT THE FUCK-" You were more than flabbergasted as he suddenly picked you up and threw you over his shoulders like some kind of potato sack.

He gave your butt a gentle pat as he made his way to his room, effortlessly putting you down on the floor. "There."

"Why did you bring me here?" You raise a brow as he chuckles. "Just to show you that I could maneuver you any way I like."

It was sick, but you couldn't help but blush at that, clearing you throat as you avoided his eyes. "Ah, quite easily flustered aren't ya?" He said, gently pushing you on the soft sheets of the bed.

"Mhm, haven't been laid in a while, quite happy I get this for the rest of my life." His words are a soft hum against your skin as he kisses your neck, pinning your wrists with his one hand as the other bunches up your dress near your hips.

"I...wait Gunwook, I...I haven't gone further than this before..." you suddenly confess, blood rushing to your cheeks like clockwork as his hands tug on the hems of your underwear.

"Mhm, no big deal, I'll be gentle." He whispers in your ear before pulling your panties down, lifting up your hips and spreading your thighs apart, groaning at the wet sight in front of him.

"All this for me?" He mocks, his hands now holding your knees apart as you try to close your thighs. "No baby, let me see..." his fingers trail down to your core, brushing against it as you let out tiny gasps.

"I'll use just one finger first, hold my hand if it hurts and keep your legs nice and spread baby." His voice is laced with such dominance that you immediately nod reaching to hold his hand as he gently inserts a finger- oh god...that hurt- until it didn't and you wanted him to move, and before you could say so, he did, slowly thrusting his finger in and out, cooing at you, as you try to hold back your moans.

"Don't hide those pretty noises doll, let me hear you...let me hear you please." His movements speed up, and you scream a little when he adds another finger, your grip on his hand growing tighter and tighter until you feel some sort of knot forming in your belly.

"Gunwook- I...I think I'm close..." just as you say that and you let your eyes roll back you find that he thrusts out, but he doesn't go back in, he pulls his fingers away, smirking as he takes them to his lips and licks them clean. You whimper in annoyance from the empty feeling as he makes a mocking pout with his lips.

"You-what-but you-" he tsks at your pathetic behaviour, rolling you to the side as he takes his place on the bed next to you. "Come baby, it's time to sleep."

"You can't do this to me!!" He traps you in his arms, putting a leg over you as he lulls you to sleep. "No more whining." He says, giving your neck a sweet peck.

"But Gunwook!!"

"Y/n what did I say?" And just like that, you were forced to sleep, being cradled in his arms like you were some sort of child.

The next morning, you woke up, only to find him not next to you but heating the sounds of the shower running in the bathroom.

You sigh as you get up from his bed, trying to find your panties from yesterday but couldn't so you head back to your room, also taking a quick shower and wearing some comfy shorts and tshirt.

You go into the kitchen, already finding him sipping some coffee as he sat shirtless on the dining table, scrolling his phone. Wait...what?

You turn around a second time and indeed he had no shirt on. You were not baffled, but rather flabbergasted at the sight because not only did he flaunt his broad shoulders accompanied by his muscular arms. Was he trying to seduce you after edging you last night?

"G-good morning," you curse yourself as you stutter like some character from a fanfiction when he innocently looks up from his phone and grins sheepishly.

"Something wrong darling?"

"No..." you trail off as you head to the fridge and remove a fresh carton of orange juice before treading to the kitchen counter, reaching up to get a glass before you turn your head back to the way he chuckles.

"What?" You cross your arms, watching him walk over to you. "Nothing, baby," oh that annoying smirk was back...

You roll your eyes, turning around when suddenly you found yourself pressed to the counter, your back against his bare chest as his hand touched yours to reach for the glass you could've easily got.

He keeps the glass aside, wrapping his arm around your waist to turn you around before caging you between the marble platform and his tall frame.

"Thirsty?" He asks, tilting his head to the side as his gaze locks onto your features.

"Could've gone for some juice yea." You say, raising a brow at his seemingly pointless antics that you seemed to love.

"Eh? Shouldn't little girls like you have milk to grow up?" He teases, probably hinting towards either your height or your two year age difference.

"Oh but I find it quite unappealing, quite bad for the skin you know..." you reply, putting your palms over his bare shoulders.

"What if I knew a type that wasn't bad for the skin?" Gunwook's knees spread your thighs apart, settling to hover over the middle of your shorts as he leaned closer to your neck, breath tickling your ear as he whispered, "A type that's more natural, raw, straight from the source even...and fulfils your....thirst."

You gasp as his knee rubs against your core, his lips pressed to your neck as he keeps you pressed to the kitchen counter. You feel your breathing turn ragged as he continues to press his knee against your now dampening shorts and pulls your hoodie to the side to gain better access of your neck, sucking marks that you would have to hide later on. You feel yourself getting lost in the tiny pleasures he gave you...but you wanted more. You needed him to give you more.

"Gunwook...please...more..." you whimper, already weak from his ministrations.

"You just don't ever have patience do you?" He says, before picking you up again, perhaps boasting his strength and carrying you to his room, gently (not so gently) throwing you on the bed.

"I'll ask you this, are you sure you're ready-" he was cut off as you annoyedly let out a groan.

"Can't you just give me what I need? Do I have to beg-"

"That doesn't sound all that bad," he begins, his hands pulling down your shorts and panties, "but I'm too hard myself, so I'll give it you baby."

He leads your hand to his groin, making you feel his length as you gasp at the size. "You expect that to fit in there?"

"Baby, I'll be gentle, trust me and let me do I do best...at least I think I do a fairly good job-" he chuckles, spreading your thighs apart before his thumb played with your clit, the wet sound making this whole interaction even more nasty.

He slowly inserts two fingers, cooing at you when you whine from the stretch...eventually he gets rid of his sweats and boxers, stroking his cock before looking at your face for approval once more.

"Please..." you say, already weak for him...just then you feel it. That rip. That pain...you can't help but let the tears pool. "Baby...I know you're nervous, but don't clench, it makes it a little painful at first...just relax..." he caresses your cheek.

"Tell me when to move darling..." he wipes your tears, before leaning down to kiss you. You feel his tongue exploring your mouth, before he pulls away, breathless and panting, kissing your neck again, trying to distract you from the pain. "You can...move..." you say, feeling a bit comfortable.

That was when he began thrusting, it was slow and comforting at first, but then, he began moving faster, pulling your hoodie over your chest to squeeze the flesh and pinch the sensitive bud. You moan at the pleasure, which was previously painful, but now you need him to move faster and bring you to that high.

"Gunwook...please...more..."

"Baby, I don't want to hurt you..."

"But- ah...I want more..." you whimper again, gripping his broad shoulders. "Okay baby...okay..." he moves faster, his own face contorting in pleasure as he groans...

"Do you want me to pull out?"

You say something but he doesn't get it, so when he feels you and him both shudder, he thrusts out but doesn't go back in, choosing to merely stroke his cock as he fingers your wet pussy.

You try to bring your hands to stroke him but he refuses..."No...baby...this is your pleasure...ah-" that was when he felt the wet, sticky fluid dripping down you, and he shivers in ecstasy as his own cock spurts out his cum.

"You did so...so fucking good for me baby..." he says, still recovering from his high. You both pant for air, the adrenaline soon coming down.

"You...I don't know if it's cuz I'm a virgin but you did so good...fuck..." you say, losing any self respect you ever had. "Oh trust me darling, I could've done so much more...but since this is your first..." he smiles, before collapsing beside you, pulling you in his embrace as he buries his face in your neck.

"But don't worry, we'll have plenty more firsts on our honeymoon." He mutters, his hand creeping under your sweater to knead your boob again.

"What honeymoon?"

"The one we're going on day after tomorrow, pack up soon baby."

"But I have a test on-"

"Oh shut up. Now tell me, ever given a blow job before?"

"Oh I hate you so much." You scowl, as he continues to laugh, "Oh I love you too my prett baby..."

You giggle in his arms as you both continued to enjoy the lazy Saturday morning, in bed, and the bathtub...and then lunch before which he bent you over the counter and his way with you.

#kpop #zerobaseone #zb1 fanfiction #zb1 gunwook #gunwook x reader #gunwook smut #gunwook zb1 #zerobaseone smut #zb1 smut #zb1

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teddursa · 1 month ago

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where the sick ‘n twisted go.. .ᐟ — 🦇 ( 제이크)

PREC .ᐟ S : being dirt poor in a small village means not having the privilege to study where only the elite go, only when your mom married mr.park did the doors open for you.

𝓅 arings. vampire/cultist!jake x helpless!reader

⛪️ .ᐟ 𝓌 arnings — mention of god/religion. mention of sexual acts between step!siblings. noncon.fingering.oral sex. public sex (?). dirty dirty talk. pls lmk if i should add more !

☥🦇 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪ - authors note : hii! it’s hana ♡ this is my first fic & it’s based off of a dream i kept having & i was like this would be a bomb fic. i’m nervous abt sharing my writing since i mostly just read on here so pls be nice ㅠㅠ this will also be a multiple story series since IM NAWT done, my brain is full of things for this series. this is based in the salem witch trial era.

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ FIC UNDER MORE ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆

CHAPTER 1. JAKE SIM.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐

you stepped into the school. your brown plaided skirt falling before your knees. your white button down was perfect with no wrinkles on it. the sweater you wore was new, a gift from mr.park. it had now been a month since your mother and mr.parked married making you one of the new members of the rich and powerful of salem. your black mary janes clicked softly on the tiles. the school was huge, so similar to a church.

sunghoon walked behind you, staring at your plush ass as you walked. the skirt being so tight and short on you was not something he expected. but it was the only size the school had left. he chuckled to himself as he looked at your legs, they looked so soft and delicate. rubbing against each other as you walked.

suddenly, a old lady appeared. “you must be y/n. i’m mrs.malen.” you stared with a soft smile, “yes madam. it’s so lovely to meet you” you were so soft spoken that she had to move closer to hear you. “well here’s your schedule and i’m sure sunghoon here can show you to your classes.“ as you turned to sunghoon, he had the same expression, he held out his hand as you handed him your schedule. “we have all the same classes. how annoying.” his voice was deep and cold. “follow me.”

when you walked into the classroom, there were 2 clerestory windows plastered on the wall. the desks were dark and almost looked like pews. as you sat down. you looked over at your seat mate, it was guy. he had blonde hair and the prettiest features. he was sleeping. but the way you admired him had awoken him. his eyes fluttered open, he took a glance at you, “what are you doing sitting here? are you new?” you nodded, he chuckled. “ohh , well i hope you enjoy being my seat mate bc i know i will.” your innocent voice spoke “what do you mean?”

“im jake.” “y/n” he only chuckled as the teacher finally started the lesson.

later on into the lesson, you felt the need to use the bathroom . you raised your hand and was granted permission to go, you slowly walked to the bathroom using the signs plastered to find your way into the bathroom. as you walked inside you felt like there was something following you. you turned around only to find jake. “what are you doing here? this is the girls bathroom!” you shrieked as he ran towards you. pushing you into one of the stalls. closing the door behind him. “god i knew as soon as i opened my eyes, i just had to get a taste of you.” you struggled against him as he ran his hands all over your body. “stop! t-this isn’t right, god would punish us both… s-stop jake!” he only chuckled, your devotion only made him harder. “god bless your innocent soul” he said as his hand snaked their way under your tight skirt.

his fingers rubbing your tight virgin pussy. you screamed for help but jake slapped you “shut the fuck up before i make this worse for you. no one’s gonna hear you baby deer.” he grabbed your face, shoving his tongue into your mouth. still rubbing your pussy from the outside of your panties. “god, i can’t wait to fuck you.” you shook your head violently, “p-please, i can’t..” he suddenly forced a finger inside. you screamed, the pain like nothing you’ve experienced before. he slapped you with all his force. “keep quiet you fucking slut. it’s like you want someone to walk in and see you get fucked like a whore” you cried as he started to finger you.

your nails digging into him as he fucked your tight pussy with his long slender fingers. “you seem so innocent, but no innocent girl would let me finger fuck them so well in the school bathroom.” you whined as the pain started to turn into pleasure. “fuck your dripping wet…” the squelching sound of your pussy sounded like a dream to jake. forcing him to only go faster. “f-fuck jake” you moaned out, his fingers fucking your pussy harder.

“ i knew you were a good little girl. come on let me make you feel good.” you whine and you lay your head on his shoulder. you arms gripping him so you won’t fall onto the cold tile floor. he kissed you on the neck as he pulled his hands away from your pussy. you whined. “no worries my baby deer i just want to feel your tight mouth.” suddenly he pushed you on the ground, making you fall into a corner, your hand gripping onto the toilet as he pulled out his cock, fucking his hand. you looked in shock as precum fell onto your skirt.

“fuck you look so beautiful. i can’t wait to fuck your innocent face.” he chuckled as you made a confused expression, pushing his cock into your mouth. “god bless this tight mouth.” your eyes teared up as he forced himself inside your mouth. “fucking whore, take it, take my cock...just like you were made for..." your small hands grabbing onto the toilet, your head banging against the tile wall. you looked up at jake. you tried to beg him to stop but his huge cock filling your mouth stopped you.

he groaned. “t-this is why no girls sit next to me, they all know what i do to innocent girls like you….i fuck them until their brain dead.” your eyes widened as you tried to push him off. your tiny hands grabbing onto his thighs in an attempt to push him off. he only laughed as his huge hands grabbed onto your hair pushing your nose closer to his v-line.

the choking sounds were becoming to much for jake as he felt himself get closer to his high. “g-god i don’t know how sunghoon hasn’t fucked you yet. w-when he told me about you, i thought his sick self would’ve been fucking you already—“ suddenly he stopped talking and he sped up. his cock hitting the back of your throat. your choking sounds were becoming more intense, as the spit started to flow down onto your school uniform. your tiny hands grabbing onto his thighs harder and harder as he finally reached his high cumming into your mouth with no shame.

his hand let go of your head, you started to choke on the cum. Jake leaned forward and took your chin in between 2 of his fingers. “swallow.” he whispered. you shook your head desperately. “i said swallow slut.” he said coldly as he forcefully shut your mouth. you swallowed his salty cum, how will god ever forgive you for the way you had sinned. jake’s cold voice talked again. “show me baby” you opened your mouth, hanging your tongue out. he chuckled. “good deer.” he got up slowly. taking in the way you looked.

you were sitting down on to the ground, in between the wall and the toilet. your hands grabbing onto the toilet. spit all over your face as your delicate features were covered by your runny makeup and spit. Jake buttoned up his pants, and fixed his shirt. you just sat there on the floor, crying suddenly what had happened hit you. “oh baby deer, don’t cry. you’ll see more of me later i promise… i still haven’t even fucked your tight virgin pussy..” he chuckled as he walked out of the stall.

leaving you crying on the floor, you heard the girls bathroom door open and shut. what a beautiful way of starting your first day of your dream school. how will god ever forgive you for the way you have sinned.

☥🦇 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪ - authors finishing note : i hope you guys enjoyed! i’m sorry for the bad grammar or writing. like i said it’s my first fic so pls be nice but feedback is always appreciated ♡

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heeseung-min · 1 year ago

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[12:41]

"Oh! You got flowers again! It's the fifth time this week."

You stared at the bouquet of lillies. It's your favourite flower but you felt creepy after reading the notes that this person left for you.

I hope you like this flowers just how I like to see you every night you come home.

You discarded the flowers while your coworkers stared at you with confusing expression.

"Why did you throw that?"

"Yeah, you should be grateful you got admirer."

"Can you guys just shut up and mind your business?"

With that, your coworkers started to leave your table and went to their seats. You spent your day with stressing over the work and about the secret admirer words. It made you feel agitated on your surrounding.

"Y/n, do you want to have lunch together?"

Heeseung asked you as he keep his place nice and tidy before turning to you waiting for a response.

"Sure, let me finish this first."

While you were eating with Heeseung, you got a text from unknown number. You put your cutlery down before taking the phone.

Even when you're eating, you still look beautiful.

And below the text, there was your picture captured while you were eating. You immediately looked at your surrounding trying to find someone suspicious but everyone in there seems busy with their work and foods.

"Are you okay, Y/n?"

"Yea...yes. I'm good."

"Did something happen? Why were you looking everywhere?"

"Nothing, can we just hurry up? I remember I still didn't finish the report I need to do. I don't want Mr.Park to be mad at me."

Within five minutes, Heeseung and you finished lunch and paid the meal. Your eyes were looking everywhere when you went out from the restaurant. You felt frustrated when you didn't see any weird person.

It's night and you were waiting for your bus when suddenly a man sitting too close to you.

"Hi, I've seen you few times here. I also work in the same building as yours but in different department. Would you like to go out together?"

"I'm sorry but I have a boyfriend."

The man scoffed and then hold your hand tightly while insulting you.

"Oh you think you are that pretty? Am I that ugly? Do you think I'm dumb to not know you don't have a boyfriend?! You whore-"

You gasped loudly when the man got punched by your boss, Park Jongseong. The tight grip on your wrist finally went off and you winced a bit while trying to move your hand.

"Stay away or I call police on you!"

The man quickly ran away after Jongseong said that. He turned to you and checked on you in case the man hurt somewhere else.

"Are you okay? Do you need to go hospital?"

"I'm...I'm fine. Thank you so much, Mr. Park."

"Let me send you home. I don't trust that guy."

When Jongseong reached nearly to your house, you realized that you never tell him your address. You glanced at him who looked so relax while driving as like he really knew where do you live.

"Make sure to lock your windows and door, Y/n. Who knows the guy might be trying to break in."

"Thank you for the ride, Mr. Park. I really appreciate it."

After he went off, you immediately ran to nearest police station in your neighbourhood and told them about Park Jongseong possibly being your stalker.

"With this info, we can't really confirm him as the culprit. So, we hope you can wait for any update from us."

You came home with disappointed feeling when the police officer said that. Even when you wanted to sleep, you keep thinking about it. You decided to swallow a sleeping pill before laying on the bed.

Beep beep beep beep

While you were deeply in sleep, a man pressed on your door lock pad and you didn't notice or even heard your door got unlocked from outside. You can't even heard footsteps coming towards you.

The man aka your stalker smiling at the sight of you sleeping peacefully. He went to sit beside you and caressed your face.

"You worry about wrong person, darling."

[Part 2]

Ayo, it's really been a long time🤓🤓so sorry for not posting anything😣😓 i hope this one can satisfy you🤗 i bet yall cant guess who the stalker is🤣🤣

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yparkwrites · 4 months ago

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SON OF THE MOB SUNGHOON FF

Pairing: Mafia Sunghoon x Female reader (Y/N)

Content warnings: explicit content (smut), mentions of abuse, bruises, blood, etc.

Word count: 18k+

Synopsis: When Sunghoon, the son of Mr. Park meets a fearless girl everything will change around him as he tries to fight for his freedom from his father's nest.

Note: this is my first ever Enhypen ff, it is published on Wattpad as a complete story.

Part 10 - 12

NO MINORS ALLOWED 18+ ONLY

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PART 7 - 9

CHAPTER 10: First Night

“Sunghoon,” Y/n moaned in Sunghoon’s mouth.

“What time will your mom get home?” Sunghoon asked, pulling away from the kiss, making Y/n whine.

“I’m already home, kids, dinner’s ready, Sunghoon have dinner with us,” Y/n’s mom said coming out from the kitchen.

“Why are you home so early?” Y/n asked, pouting.

“It’s 12am, it’s not early anymore,” her mom responded.

“Then I’ll get going, Tristan is supposed to be having dinner with us,” Sunghoon said, turning to leave when Y/n stopped him.

“No, please stay,” Y/n said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll snuck into your room again,” Sunghoon said, pecking her forehead.

“I heard that,” Y/n’s mom said, making Sunghoon chuckle.

“I know you like him that much but remember what happened you don’t want it to happen again,” her mom said, reminding her of what happened in the past.

“You’re late,” Mr.Park said. “You missed dinner,” he added.

“Caught up doing homeworks,” He responded, going upstairs.

“You sure you’re not hanging out with a girl?” His father making him stop on his tracks, Y/n’s right his father has eyes on the university.

“Son, I hate lies, stop hanging out with that girl or else this time it won't be you getting hurt it’s gonna be her,” Mr. Park said as he headed towards his office.

Sunghoon headed towards his bedroom and he clenched his fist seeing Tristan.

“The fuck you doing in my room?” Sunghoon asked as he grabbed Tristan by his collar before throwing him on the floor.

“Whoa there, is that how you greet me?” Tristan said standing up.

“Get out of my room.” Sunghoon said coldly.

“You know, Y/n is pretty, I bet she’s prettier when naked, or prettier when I fuck her in her bed tonight,” Tristan said.

Sunghoon grabbed him by his collar before punching him hard on his face making him stumble.

“Don’t you dare touch her, or I’ll fucking kill you like how I killed your brother,” Sunghoon said pushing Tristan out of his room.

Sunghoon sat on the edge of his bed as he ruffled his hair in frustration.

Mature content !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunghoon decided to snuck out of his room and to snuck in Y/n’s room.

“Sunghoon what the fuck it’s 3 in -” Y/n said but was cut off when Sunghoon started kissing her sucking her bottom lips as she opened her mouth letting Sunghoon’s tongue explore her mouth.

“What happened?” She asked in between their kisses trying to figure out what’s going on with him.

Sunghoon pulled away from their kiss as he sat on the edge of Y/n’s bed pulling Y/n in his lap.

“You’re mine,” Sunghoon said as he started planting kisses on her neck, making her moan.

“What happened?” Y/n asked again.

“I don’t like Tristan, I never did, I hate it how he fucking bad mouths you with his filthy mouth,” Sunghoon said before flipping her on the bed, Sunghoon now hovering above her.

Sunghoon started kissing Y/n hungrily again, as his hands started traveling in her body, putting his hands inside her shirt as he squeezed her boobs. “Fuck” Sunghoon moaned as he’s getting harder.

“Do you want it?” Sunghoon asked and Y/n nodded as an answer. Sunghoon continues kissing her, grinding his clothed area on her.

“Stop me,” Sunghoon said before taking off her shirt. “No,” Y/n responded.

Y/n helped Sunghoon remove her clothes and waited for him to remove his.

Sunghoon covered both their bodies with her blanket as he hovered over her again. “Do you really want it?” Sunghoon asked, making sure she’s fine with it.

“Yes,” Y/n responded as Sunghoon aligned his c**k in her entrance, Sunghoon started kissing Y/n before pushing in his length inside making her gasp feeling him pushing in slowly. Sunghoon let Y/n adjust to his size before moving.

“Fuck,” Y/n moaned.

“You like it?” Sunghoon asked as he started moving faster, making Y/n moan louder causing Sunghoon to seal her lips with his.

“Fuck Sunghoon, go faster, I’m close,” Y/n moaned, as Sunghoon moved faster, torturing her spot making her moan louder.

“God, Y/n, you’re so fucking tight” Sunghoon moaned, kissing her as Y/n’s moan became louder.

“Fuck I’m close,” Sunghoon said, before they came together, filling her up with his seeds.

Sunghoon collapsed on top of Y/n hugging her tightly.

“I love you,” Sunghoon said, pecking her lips.

“I love you too,” Y/n responded.

As they both fell asleep together ready to face what’s gonna happen next.

“He really snuck in her room,” Y/n’s mom said from the other room as she tried getting more sleep pretending she didn’t hear her daughter being dicked down by the mob’s son.

The next day, Y/n woke up without Sunghoon beside her. Finding a note on her nightstand: Sorry, had to leave, your mom woke me up to tell me I have to go back home before they find out I’m not home. I love you and you look cute in my shirt. Y/n smiled while reading the note.

Y/n went downstairs after cleaning up to meet her mom with a teasing smile.

“How was your night with Mr. Sunghoon?” She asked.

“Maaaa,” Y/n whined.

“Go have your breakfast” her mom said laughing. “I’m leaving, and your lover boy will be here to pick you up,” Her mom said as she left for work.

After Y/n ate her breakfast, Y/n grabbed her stuff to go to the university.

“Good morning,” Sunghoon greeted seeing Y/n came out of the house.

“Morning,” Y/n greeted back.

Y/n hopped in his motorcycle before Sunghoon started the engine.

CHAPTER 11: A WEEK LATER

Sunghoon and Y/n arrived at the university together, gathering attention from the students in the parking lot.

Sunghoon held Y/n’s hand as they walked together towards the university entrance. Sunghoon stopped walking, making Y/n stop too, as Sunghoon tightened his grip on Y/n’s hand.

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked, confused.

“Sunghoon, your father will hate this, you’re not allowed to have a girlfriend,” the guy in front of them said.

“Mind your fucking business,” Sunghoon replied, clenching his jaw as he tightened his grip more on Y/n’s hand, hiding her behind him.

“Sunghoon, you’re getting brave, you know your father will kill this girl once he finds out about her.” The guy in front of them replied.

Sunghoon approached the guy in front of them as he held his collar with his free hands. “I dare you blabber about this and I’m gonna end you with my bare hands, like how I ended your brother’s life with my bare hands, don’t fucking try me Tristan,” Sunghoon warned.

“Sunghoon, stop it, let’s go,” Y/n whispered from behind Sunghoon as she tried pulling him away from Tristan.

“You won’t do a thing, you’re weak since your fucking girl is here,” Tristan replied smirking. Without wasting any second, Sunghoon landed a punch on Tristan making him stumble as he landed another punch on him. “Shut your filthy mouth,” Sunghoon said, landing another punch on Tristan.

“Son,” someone said from behind him. He knows this voice, it’s his father.

Turning around, his world almost collapsed seeing his father holding a knife in Y/n’s throat as she tried to stay still.

“Let her go,” Sunghoon said, looking directly into his father’s eyes.

Seeing his father smirk, he slit her throat.

“NOOOO!” Sunghoon yelled, waking up.

“What happened?” Y/n asked as she woke up hearing Sunghoon scream.

“Just a bad dream,” Sunghoon replied, Y/n hugging him tight, Sunghoon sighing in relief.

“What was your dream about?” Y/n asked as she handed him a glass of water while her mother prepared for their breakfast.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it,�� Sunghoon responded, giving her a smile to assure her it’s nothing.

“You know you’re bad at lying,” Mrs. Kim said, turning around as she placed down their plates.

“It’s really nothing,” Sunghoon muttered, smiling at them.

“Fine, it’s nothing, go eat before your food turns cold”. Mrs. Kim said, looking at them.

After having their breakfast they both went to the university together. Walking inside the campus hand in hand, gathering attention from everyone, is Sunghoon back to old Sunghoon, that question lingered in everyone's mind.

“Why did you suddenly change your course to a different one?” Sunghoon ask, as they sat down on their seats.

“When you left, I just felt like I don’t want to be in that class anymore, the class where I met you, where everything started,” Y/n responded.

“Y/n, after we gather all the informations we need about my family history, I don’t want you involve in it, I want you safe, neither I want any of them helping me further, don’t do anything stupid and just do as I say,” Sunghoon said, making Y/n look at him.

“But I promise to help until we end everything,” Y/n said.

“I know, but I don’t want to put your life in danger, more than I’m putting it in now, and whatever happens I’ll make sure you’re safe.” Sunghoon said, making Y/n sigh in frustration. “I know you want to help me, but I want you to promise me that you’re gonna keep yourself safe from danger, away from my father and our family,” Sunghoon added.

“Will you promise me that you’re coming out alive?” Y/n asked worried about what might happen.

“I promise, now will you promise me that you won’t get involved in any of this?” Sunghoon said.

“I promise.” Y/n said.

“What do you mean you don’t need more help?” Jake asked, looking at Sunghoon as he put down the book he was reading.

“I don’t want to put any of your friends in trouble, especially Y/n.” Sunghoon responded looking at Jake.

“Please don’t tell me you’re planning on leaving her again, don’t do this.” Jake said.

“I’m sorry, I really love her, I love her so fucking much that I don’t think I’ll be able to live without her, and if I have to leave just to keep her safe, so that I don’t lose her, I’ll do it.” Sunghoon responded.

“So when are you planning on telling her you’re leaving?” Jake asked.

“I won’t, and you’ll keep her safe, you’ll stop her from looking for me, I’ll come back after all this, and after that, I won’t leave again.” Sunghoon responded.

“Sunghoon” Y/n moaned as Sunghoon hovered over her.

“God, I love your lips,” Sunghoon whispered in between their kisses, as they continued to make out, Sunghoon’s lips moving down to her neck, leaving marks on it.

“Mhhm Hoon” Y/n moaned, her hands traveling on his chest, down his abdomen.

“You like it when I do this don’t you?” Sunghoon asked, removing some of her hairs out of her face.

“I love it,” Y/n responded before pulling Sunghoon into another kissing session. His hands traveled all over her body. Removing her shirt carefully before he started leaving kisses on her chest, making her moan.

Y/n’s moan got louder feeling him rubbing her cl*t. “Tell me what you want princess” Sunghoon said, slipping his fingers inside her making her moan louder.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” Sunghoon whispered in her ear.

“Fuck me.” Y/n said her hands were traveling on his pants as she helped him remove his pants.

Sunghoon aligned his c**k in her entrance pushing inside her making her moan. “Fuck.” He started kissing her again, as he let her adjust on his size, feeling a tap on his biceps he started moving slowly in and out of her.

“Sunghoon” Y/n moaned, feeling his finger on her cl*t, she arched her back as she felt him go deeper inside her, hitting her spot. “Fuck, faster,” Y/n moaned.

“Fuck, I’m so close,” Sunghoon moaned as he started moving faster and deeper making her moan his name in pleasure.

“Fuck, I’m c**ming,” Y/n moaned and with a few more thrust they came together, Sunghoon collapsing on top of her.

“I love you so much,” Sunghoon said, pecking her forehead as he pulled her closer to him.

“I love you too” Y/n responded as she cuddled onto him, burying her face on his chest. “Please don’t leave me again.” Y/n added before falling asleep in his arms.

Y/n woke up the next day without Sunghoon beside her. She got up and saw a note on her desk, as she smiled thinking he might’ve left early to go home, but it faded when she read it. I’m sorry. I love you, my love.

After reading the note she started panicking. Calling him but his phone is off.

Arriving at the university she started looking for him frantically. She's going crazy. She couldn't find him, he had left her. Again.

She went on the rooftop hoping he’s there but he isn’t, making her break into tears holding her chest as she cried.

“You said you won’t leave me again,” Y/n whispered as she kept crying.

“Y/n”

Looking up she saw her friends looking at her, worriedly.

“He left me, again.” She said, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Jake hugged her, her cries became louder, her friends stood watching their friend break into million pieces.

CHAPTER 12: SUNGHOON

Waking up earlier than Y/n, Sunghoon stared at Y/n’s sleeping figure, face buried on his chest, leaving a kiss on her forehead, questions going through his mind. The other day he called Lorenzo to meet up, surprisingly he’s back in the country, agreeing to meet up with him.

Sunghoon stroked Y/n’s messy hair, fixing it, hugging her tightly. “I’m sorry if I’ll leave again,” he whispered, unsure of any of his plans. “I want you safe like this, even if it’s not me in the future, I want you safe like this.” He whispered again.

Standing from the bed, Y/n groan in sleep feeling Sunghoon’s warmth gone, “don’t leave,” Y/n mumbled. “I’ll just have to pee.” Sunghoon whispered. Noticing she’s fast asleep, he grabs a shirt from her closet, puts it on her, puts a pillow beside her, tucking her in the bed.

Grabbing a small paper after putting on his clothes, he grabbed a pen before he started writing a small note, a note that will break her the next day.

Going downstairs he found her mom, sitting in the living room. “Mrs. Kim, you're up early.” Sunghoon greeted Y/n’s mom. “I couldn’t get back to sleep.” she responded to him. “You’re leaving early?” Her mom asked, to which Sunghoon nodded. “At Least have some coffee before leaving and I insist so you can’t say no.” Y/n’s mom added before standing up with Sunghoon following behind her.

Sunghoon sips his coffee, made by Y/n’s mom, as her mom stares at his blank face.

“Don’t leave my daughter.” Mrs. Kim said, making Sunghoon look up at her, she knows.

“It’s just for a while, I just have to work on something.” He responded to her.

“I know what you’re up to, please don’t do it. I’ve seen Y/n miserable when you disappeared and I don’t want to witness it again.” Mrs. Kim told him.

“What did she do?” Sunghoon asked, curious about what had happened after he left that night.

“The night you left her, Jake drove her back home, he’s with his sister. They told me everything that had happened, I felt bad. She stopped coming to class. She stopped eating. She locked herself in her room, crying herself every night to sleep.” Mrs. Kim told. “She’s unstable for a month, we had to bring her to a psychologist that suggested to us it's better if she stays for at least a week in the psychic ward, Jake refused, he got mad, he told the psychologist that his friend is not crazy. I agreed. She was there for a week, but weeks turned into months, but after being there for 4 months she was sent back home. Mrs. Kim added.

“What happened after she came back?” Sunghoon asked.

“She’s the same, still miserable but better. She dropped out of her current course and the next year she enrolled in another course.” Mrs. Kim responded.

“I’ll come back.” Sunghoon said, looking at Y/n’s mom.

“You’re not sure.” Mrs. Kim said, smiling sadly at him, knowing that there’s a big chance he won’t come back ever again.

“If I don’t come back please tell her I love her so much, and I want her to love again, I want her to forget about me.” Sunghoon said, standing up from his chair looking at Y/n’s mom. “Thank you for taking care of me.” Sunghoon added.

Sunghoon arrived back home, it’s empty. He got upstairs and went inside his room. Grabbing clothes from his closet he went inside his bathroom to freshen up, to get ready and meet with Lorenzo.

He put on his leather jacket, grabbed his gun, tucking it on his holsters.

Sunghoon went to their meeting place, his mansion, he’s never been to Lorenzo's place, as he only remembered seeing him in a public place with his father as they fought about money.

Arriving outside at the mansion, Lorenzo’s guards guide him to the garden where he saw him drinking wine early in the morning.

“I thought you’re not showing up.” Lorenzo said with a smug look on his face.

“I’m a man of my words.” Sunghoon responded to him.

“You sure? You just left your girl.” Lorenzo said, smirking as Sunghoon balled his fist.

“I know everything but don’t worry, your girl is not my concern, my concern is, why do you want to see me.” Lorenzo said, trying to ease Sunghoon a bit. Lorenzo might hate his father but not him, for Lorenzo he’s just an innocent guy dragged into his father’s mess.

Sunghoon took a seat in front of Lorenzo. “Wine?” Lorenzo asks. “No.” Sunghoon responded.

“I don’t remember everything, the only person I remember is Y/n, she’s my only memory now.” Sunghoon said. “I need help.” Sunghoon added.

“Help?” Lorenzo asked, smirking. “Help to remember your past?” He asked again, chuckling.

“No, help to destroy my father. I don’t want him near her, nor her friends.” Sunghoon responded, making Lorenzo put down his glass of wine.

“Son you’re too late, your father is already on his way to take down your girl and her friends, maybe not today but very soon, you should’ve come to me earlier.” Lorenzo said, standing up. “You, leaving Y/n is not gonna keep her safe. Heeseung. That’s Tristan’s step brother. Lorenzo added.

“Then we need to do this fast.” Sunghoon said.

“What if you get killed?” Lorenzo asks him.

“I don’t care, I want Y/n safe.” Sunghoon responded to him.

“Fine then, let’s plan it.” Lorenzo said.

Sunghoon parked his motorcycle in front of the university, waiting for them to come out, it’s lunch time. Looking at his phone, he has 10 missed calls from Y/n. And a text from Jake. “You better come back you motherfucker, if you don’t get your ass here I’m hunting you down.” Sunghoon chuckled at Jake’s message.

Coming inside the university, the hallway is packed, it’s lunchtime. He started looking for Jake until he saw him outside the nurses office with Jay, Jungwon, Yura and Heeseung. That motherfucker.

“Sunghoon.” Yura called out to him and he approached them, and he’s about to speak when he received a tight slap on his cheek.

“Yura, what the fuck!” Jay exclaimed as he held her back from hitting Sunghoon again.

“It’s fine, I deserve it.” Sunghoon said. “Jake, I need to talk to you alone.” He added looking at him.

“What is it?” Jake asks as they walk away, far from them.

“Keep Y/n away from Heeseung and from you,” he said.

“Damn jealous much,” Jake responded, chuckling.

“No, Heeseung is Tristan’s stepbrother and I need him away from Y/n.” Sunghoon told Jake.

“What?” Jake asked, shocked.

Sunghoon dragged Jake with him away from the crowd.

“I met up with Lorenzo, and he’s nicer than my father, he’s gonna help me keep you all safe from my father.” Sunghoon told him.

“Did you ask him about my father?” Jake asked.

“No, you can ask him that, if you want.” Sunghoon said.

“So what’s the plan?” Jake asked.

“Kill my father.” Sunghoon said.

“Are you fucking crazy? You’re gonna keep yourself killed.” Jake whispered-yelled.

“I'm crazy, and I don’t want Y/n finding out about this.” Sunghoon retorted.

“What do we tell her if you get killed?” Jaked asked, worried.

“Lorenzo knows what to tell her.” Sunghoon said. The bell rang indicating the lunch was over.

“I’ll go and watch Y/n a bit.” Sunghoon said.

Y/n woke up in the nurse's office alone, getting up from the bed. Glancing to her side, she found a small note. My love I was here, I’ll watch you from afar from now, don’t cry. I love you. Tears pooled in her eyes, looking at the chair beside her bed, she found Sunghoon’s favorite leather jacket, standing up from the bed she grabbed the note stick onto it. Love if you’re cold wear this, don’t worry I’ll send more of my jackets and hoodies for when you miss me.

Y/n grabbed the jacket hugging it tightly as she sobbed.

“Y/n.”

Turning around she saw Jungwon there. “Was Sunghoon really here?” She asked, sobbing. “He was here and he still is here.” Jungwon responded to her.

Looking at the door she saw Sunghoon. “I told you not to cry anymore.” Sunghoon said, approaching her, wiping her tears.

“You promised not to leave.” Y/n said, sobbing.

“I’m sorry.” Sunghoon said, pulling her on his chest, now understanding what her mom meant. “I was gonna leave now, but Jake told me, if I don’t wait for you to wake up and talk to you before I leave he’s gonna kill me before my father does.” Sunghoon said, chuckling.

“Where were you gonna go?” Y/n mumbled, face buried on his chest.

“I have to keep you safe, away from my father, don't worry I’ll be with you after everything.” Sunghoon said.

“Are you gonna leave?” Y/n asked, looking up at him.

“I’am, and I’m coming back.” Sunghoon said, wiping the tears that fell from her eyes.

Y/n buried her face again on his chest as she hugged him tighter.

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zbwor1d · 2 years ago

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Zb1 members as love tropes<3

🤍 pairing : zb1 members x genderneutral!reader

🤍 warning : cursing, not proofread

🤍 genre : fluff cuz thats all i know what to write, a bit of angst in gyuvin's

🤍 word count : idk tbh sorry

♡kim jiwoong

fake relationship

you were in a same acting project

while practicing the script together, he proposed the idea first

saying that it would help with the chemistry between you two

"are you serious?" you hesitated.

"yeah, what could go wrong?" he simply replied with his sexy ass eyes

after shooting for couple scenes, both of you start to get confused with the relationship

it felt REALLLL

he asked you to meet after the shooting

"i think," he started. "i think, you know, i might fall in love with the idea of us"

♡zhang hao

soulmate

you were sitting down in the corner of a coffee shop, reading the same page of the book over and over

all because of the overly handsome guy who was sitting across the coffee shop, doing something on his macbook

you swear you could feel him in your memories

while sipping your tea, you try to steal another glance, but he already looking at you

it made you jumped on your chair, frantically trying to flip trough the pages of the book in your hands

you had your head down, eyes focusing on the book hoping that he wont catch you staring

but then, you heard the chair moves, footsteps getting close

"fuck im fucked" you cursed under your breath

"im sorry to disturb you," he softly knocked on your table, "have we met before?"

"huh?" thats what im thinking! you thought

"i know its weird but i think we might have history? i dont know but i could feel you somewhere in my memories but cant pinpoint where" he let out an awkward chuckle

you smiled, amazed by the situation, "its crazy cuz i feel the same too"

"uh, then, can i sit here with you?"

♡sung hanbin

summer's fling

you decided to have a vacation at a beach for the whole summer

everything was doing great, especially with your crazy good looking tourist guide

he was sweet, funny, great at making coffee and got really attractive when his on the surfing board

you two were having popsicles

"have you ever surfed?" he popped a question

"surf? i've never... isn't it kinda scary?" you replied

"well, at first, it was. but then it became my comfort activity. i can teach you"

then here you are, face being hit by the waves countless of time

"it's hard! i think i have low iron or something, i can't stand on this thing" you sulked

he giggled "you're just scared. come on its okay, im here for you, to hold your hand" gazing your eyes

the silence was too loud and your cheeks is burning hot in the summer heat

you avoided his gaze

he smirked "and for the whole summer too"

♡seok matthew

first love

you two were 18

and he was your class monitor

he was the brightest and it was hard to not fall in love

you were having the fattest crush on him and it was kinda- no, really obvious, your friend said

during the midterm exam, you blew off the test so bad

"yo, mr.park wants you at his table" your classmate informed

upon entering the teachers' room, you were a bit taken aback seeing matthew was there too

it was embarrassing to have your crush watching you being nagged for your bad test result

"honestly i don't know what is wrong with you, but if this happen again next exam, you might just give up college" mr.park sighed "but i am a responsible teacher, i wouldn't let that happen. hence, this is why our matthew is here"

"pardon sir?" you heard him, just need confirmation

"2 or 3 month tutoring is not that bad right? i heard our guy here is very good at teaching, right?" mr.park said

during the first tutor was very nerve wrecking, you didn't want your feelings get to him

"are you okay? you look a bit tense" he asked

"i- im f- fine, yeah"

"really? wanna stop a second?"

"no- i really don't understand this part" you quickly changing the subject

"oh this one? let me see" he scooted closer to you

and your reflex was to get away from him, resulting to you falling off the chair

"woah im sorry! you okay?" he went to help you get up, resulting you to slide away from his touch

"i- im okay!" you said, avoiding him

poor boy was confused

but then it kinda clicked, "you really like me that much?" he smiled, "i thought i was the only one who likes you" he confessed

♡kim taerae

love at first sight

you were going out to relieve your stress

just walking around the city

and then you heard a beautiful voice singing accompanying the guitar sounds

you walked to the voice and saw a man doing a busking with lots of people surrounding him

at one point, he smiled so brightly and sweetly that your heart couldn't handle it

while you were falling in love with his smile and voice, he just happened to look at you and his smile brighten

you stayed until the show was over

he started to tidy up his equipments but halted when he saw you

"oh, you... you stayed till the end?"

"yeah..., you have such a sweet voice, and smile"

he smiled again, "ah, i get that a lot"

you said without skipping a beat, just following your thoughts "can i have your number?"

♡shen ricky

childhood friends

you two weren't the closest friends, but for some reason, you had a lot of memories together as a child

you parted ways when high school started, he started to get famous and you just there, being the outsider

but once college life started, you two were miraculously got into the same university

both of you still didn't talk to each other, just smiles and awkward hi's when crossing paths

but one day, while you were eating alone in the cafeteria, he made his way to you

"hey, can i sit here?"

glancing to all the empty spaces in the cafeteria, you replied "yeah"

putting down his food, he started "it has been a while right?"

"i know" you continued "i saw you come to school with different sport car everyday"

"oh, you've been stalking me?" he teased

"wha- no! im just- you're every girl's topic, it's impossible to ignore" you were taken aback

he smirked, "ah the girls, were you jealous?"

you scoffed in desbelief "why- i- you acted like you don't know me wrong the whole 4 years and-"

"i wanna know all about you now" he cut off

♡kim gyuvin

enemies to lovers

you don't know when it started, but the tension between you two are always tense

he just know how to make you mad in every way possible

but in the end, its him you seek comfort to

one day your group friends were having a visit to the amusement park

but eventually all of them can't make it, leaving you two to enjoy the fun

"why is it always you" you sigh

he scoffed "huh, you really think i want to hang out with you? make it make sense."

but not wanting to waste the precious ticket, you guys decided just to take the roller coaster ride

but boy is scared asf

unconsciously, he grabbed your hand and held it the whole ride

after the ride, you seriously wanted to make a hideous remark to his situation that moment but he was really sick

he silently sat down to the nearest wall, head pulled all the way down

feeling a bit worried, you asked "hey, you okay?"

"i told you i hate these rides" he replied with a small voice

"i- im sorry, i didnt know that" you hesitated, but eventually have him small pats on his back

to your shock, he suddenly hugged you

"shut up, i really needed this" he reasoned

"you scaredy baby" you smiled, putting your chin on his head

♡park gunwook

bestfriends to lovers

it was raining hard and you guys were stuck in a convenience store

boy was craving some ramyeon so he called you to go for a midnight run

"i know it was already a bad idea when you ring me at 1 in the morning" you sighed

"well, at least we can eat ramyeon" he responded

looking at your dispirited expression, another stupid idea popped out of his head

he grinned,"hey, wanna do something fun?"

he grabbed your wrist and started to bolt out of the store

"WTF ARE YOU DOING" you screamed after being greeted by the heavy rains

"AINT THIS IS FUN" he screamed back

you two laughed and continue to run aimlessly, hand in hand

after a while, you two sit in the rain, and he looked at you, asking for eye contact

he smiled and you replied his smile

"i love you" he confessed

♡han yujin

boy next door

it has been 2 years since you moved in the current house

but it was kinda hard to be close with the neighbors, everyone was busy with their lifes

but every morning before going to school, you always meet this beautiful boy that lives one unit below you

you two would exchange smiles and nods and thats it

but one day, he knocked your door

"he- hey" he shyly greeted

"oh, um yeah why..?" this is bizarre

"im sorry but do you have some salt..?" he asked

"some what?"

"ah," he scratched his head "i tried cooking and i just realized i dont have... you know, uhh... salt."

you went in the get some salt

"here you go" you smiled "you need more help?"

he hesitated for a second

"oh its oka- i mean- i think i need some help, the bacon is kinda burnt.." he let out an awkward chuckle

ah, yeah of course lets go save the bacon" you laughed

while going to his house, he said "just saying, but i've been wanting to talk to you" he shyly confessed

p/s : yeah i was inspired by Love Struck in the City for shanbin's and Have We Met Before by Sarah Barrios for matthew's ngehngeh plz do send me ideas for me to writes more! -inha🍒

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showupnothrowup · 9 months ago

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he’s definitely your hot professor that you hate. he is so condescending and such an asshole to you, especially when your marks aren’t to his standards.

“have i taught you nothing, sweetheart?” his strong arm wrapped around your neck so he can see your fucked out face, the other toying with your clit while he fucks into you. tears falling from your eyes, staining your face from the overwhelming feeling of Mr.Park fucking into you so deeply. you try to give him a response, failing miserably.

“i can’t hear you, princess…c’mon, answer Mr.Park”

#enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut #sunghoon hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 1 year ago

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ʕ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1.00 - 'ᴍʀ.ᴘᴀʀᴋ??' ʔ

ヾᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ : ᴄᴇᴏ! ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ x ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ヾꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ/ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ : ʜᴇʀᴇ

ヾ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ Qᴜɪᴛ?

ヾᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟᴇʀɢɪᴇꜱ

ヾᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ : ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ "ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ᴋɪᴍ" ᴋ-ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴀᴜ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀɪꜱᴛɪᴄꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ.

You suck in a harsh breath, your hands grip tightly onto the tablet that was placed on your lap. You try hard to focus on the meeting and the men speaking in front of you but you couldn't help but sniffle under your breath. Your eyes water slightly after turning red as you try hard to contain yourself from sneezing hard. Your hands subtly try to push away the big bouquet of roses kept next to you. But it doesn't go unnoticed by the sharp pair of dark eyes which hold no emotions, Seonghwa cocks his head towards your side.

His eyebrows cocks up in confusion when he finds your eyes get red and watery. But he decides to let it slide for the moment before focusing back onto Hongjoong who stood in front of the board of officers. Though the thought doesn't leave his mind as to why you pushed away the flowers so aggressively.

Your heels make loud noises against the floor while you make your way into the elevator next to Seonghwa. There is a weird not-so awkward silence between the both of you, if your older self would be in the same situation, you could see yourself getting suffocated in seconds. But now you have to come to get used to these silences. As you walk into his room, you place the files down and finally decide to break the silence. "Mr.Park I would like to inform you that, I will be taking a leave tomorrow for personal reasons."

Seonghwa's eyebrows cock up in surprise as he fixes his overcoat a little, "Don't I have to attend a party hosted by the Sumyung group? It's postponed to tomorrow right?" His expressions stay unreadable, but his unbelievable tone is definitely hard to not notice. "Yes Mr.Park, that's correct. But you will have to deal with it yourself for tomorrow, and I've already arranged Secretary.Do to take care of your usual necessities." A scoff escapes from him as he stares at you in disbelief, "Then what about my date? Aren't you usually the one who stays by my side in these parties?"

"I've got that covered too, Mr.Park, the top model of Korea, Song Hyunju, the ambassador for YSL, must have been familiar to you. I've done some research on her, and found out her father is one of the shareholders of your father's company. She will be your date for tomorrow." Why the fuck are you so smart, Hwang. Seonghwa mutters to himself, not getting why he was annoyed at the fact that you wouldn't be by his side for a whole day. "If that is all, I will leave you here Mr.Park"

"WAIT MS.HWANG ARE YOU REALLY GOING ON A BLIND DATE?" Ji-yeon screams loudly, almost making it audible for everyone in the bathroom stall. You instantly try to shush her down, panicking that someone must have heard her. "Omg Jiyeon-shi calm down, and yes I am" You say with your usual smile on your face just the fact that you were hiding how scared you were for the so-called blind date your friend set you up with.

"Y/n-ah you really need a personal life other than being your stuck-up CEO's secretary" You let out a sigh, not being able to deny your friends, Yuna's words. "Well what can I do then, not like I get any free time other than running behind him." Yuna lets out a pitiful sigh before inhaling sharply, "Well, you are going to make some free time because you're going on a blind date with my boyfriend's best friend next week." Your eyes widen from her words, "WAIT WHAT? WHAT BLIND DATE, WHO?"

"That is exactly why it is a blind date, Silly." Your shoulders slump down and you let out a defeated sigh knowing well that you won't be able to say no to her. "Well what am I going to do with Seonghwa? How am I going to get any free time?" Yuna shrugs at your questions, "I don't know, just tell him you're going to take a holiday or something." "I- Fine"

"With who?- well I mean, It's a blind date, but i can't wait to hear what happens on your date." You let out a chuckle at the other girl, who couldn't hide her excitement for you. "I'll definitely let you know about it all" You weren't surprised to hear the most excited squeal from her as you walked out of the bathroom.

You walk out of the door of the fancy table, walking next to your date. Your heels click on the pathway, and just as you raise your head, your eyes widen at the sight. "MR.PARK??"

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asexualandalwaysshipping · 11 months ago

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All this discourse with Saltburn may or may not being an eat-the-rich movie takes me back to when people's main criticism of Parasite was that its writing failed by making the Kim family too unlikable.

If you ask me, I feel like if you went into either film thinking them as eat-the-rich films, then it does come off as bad writing. However, neither story works well as an eat-the-rich film because that was never the intention. Sure, class disparity and social inequality are both vital themes but the main point of the EtR genre is about taking down the system, which neither film even tries to accomplish.

Parasite is a criticism of modern capitalism. It was never about pitting the poor against the rich. Bong Joon-Ho said himself, "It's a comedy without clowns and a tragedy without villains." The Kim family aren't meant to be hailed as heroes, and nowhere in the writing does it come off like that. But you end up asking yourself how come this family, who is clearly very capable and skillful, are just barely surviving off the edge of poverty and has no choice but to resort to scamming an entire family just to make a livable wage. Keep in mind they were barely making a profit—the biggest change to their lifestyle was being able to afford slightly better food than usual. Why is it that the poor will go as far as to fight among themselves just to continue leeching of the wealthy? Who benefited aside from the Parks? You could argue that Mr. Kim stabbing Mr.Park in the end was his way of fighting the system, but the film ends with him stuck in the basement, feeding off the house itself, still contributing to the same system that placed him there. EtR would've been more about the negative effects that come from the Parks from hoarding so much wealth that could sustain three entire families, making them deserved of comeuppance. Parasite instead focuses on how it's the system that keeps these class divisions in place.

It's the same with Saltburn. Oliver Quick does, in his own way, challenge the system. But what people forget is that it's not even as though the system ever worked against Oliver—he grew up in an (upper) middle-class household and managed his way into a prestigious university. He may not have been in the 1%, but he was at least in a position where he could go the rest of his life being comfortable. He just got greedy. He wanted more. He wanted to be on the inside. Saltburn isn't a story where a person painstakingly makes his way up the social ladder after starting from nothing whilst making the rich succumb to their sins; there is no justice or vengeance taking place here. Just a single man who manipulated the system to get more than his fair shares, just like his predecessors of Saltburn did. If it was EtR, it would've shed more light on how the Catton family and their wealth do more harm than good, justifying Oliver's actions. And even though they're unlikable, the most harmful thing about them is their performative charity and willful ignorance of the real world. This doesn't mean Saltburn lacks in substance; it's a compelling narrative on obsession and hedonism which introduces an excellent anti-hero, it just doesn't work as an EtR story. And it isn't supposed to.

#Saltburn #Parasite #eat the rich #Bong joon ho #anti villains #film rant #critical analysis #emerald fennell

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deeppink-man · 3 months ago

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Mr. Ahn and Mr.Park

Park, the man who committed the murder, and Ahn, the psychopath who wants to be friends with him a strange friendship story between the two

Disillusionment Diary Since I'm drawing this comic now, I'm revealing the silly doodle I drew in between while I drawing comic

#Disillusionment Diary #my oc #my comic

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hansleftbuttcheek · 6 months ago

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Sold To The Mafia - Pt.3

Ship - Mafia!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Genre - smut, fluff

Warnings - yeah

Summary - after the meeting, you wondered around the place, meeting now people and etc. However, you stumble yourself upon a member of the group jacking off in the shower. What do you do?

Note - bad at grammar and probably weird sentences so don’t make fun of me because I know where you live 🤨 🫵

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“Wait so, they want Y/N?” Changbin groans, obviously angry and stressed.

When the meeting started after having that time with Jisung, the group found out that another famous mafia group that was at the auction was hunting you down for them to claim. Of course everyone was stressed about it. They wanted to keep you because your their “pet” and also that they spent 100 million dollars on you and that they didn’t want that it go to waste either.

Everyone was furious, researching about who they are, what’s their plan, what are they going to do next and etc.

Meanwhile, you were obviously clueless on everyone, sitting down, rubbing your thighs together, fiddling with your thumbs and staring into oblivion.

Once the meeting had ended, you explored the mansion and took notes of everything, there was about 2 kitchens around the mansion, one inside and out, 10 bedrooms upstairs, 2 grand staircases, 4 living rooms, one big yard outside, the walls were white, the counter was marble, the grass was green and etc.

You also took notes of the people there. Of course the members too. The doctor that the mafia team had was Mr.Park, the chef was Mrs.Minlee, the assistant or maid was Miss.Choi and the gardener was Mr.Lee.

You met Chan first when you explored. He was in his office, looking out the window when you walked in. You lightly knocked on the door and opened it, seeing that Chan noticed you and turned around.

“Oh, hey princess. Didn’t see you there. What brings you here?” The man said as he stood over you, observing your body.

“I just wanted to check up on you Is all. I was also looking around the house. Do you know anyone else I can go to? Like the members?”

Chan thought and scratched the back of his head thinking.

“Uhm…there is a gym in the basement and if you go down there, Changbin will be there. You can chat to him.”

You nodded and just did as he said, determined to find Changbin. Chan cooed at you and found you very adorable before you scrambled off to the basement.

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You found yourself in a dark, scary and gloomy staircase that leaded to a very thin area of light. You walked downstairs and immediately was smacked with the scent of sweat and deodorant. You looked around and saw Changbin. God was he buff and muscular.

You went up to him and he smiled, greeting you.

“Hi Y/N. Haven’t seen you since the meeting. Wanna work out too?”

He said as you gently touched your hips and pulled you closer. You felt your face burn up as his sweaty biceps were near your face, almost the size of your head too.

“N-no..I was just looking for other members. Chan said to look for you so you could help me find another member.”

Changbin hummed and thought about it before crossing his arms and smiling.

“You know Hyunjin? Probably don’t but anyways, he’s always in his room painting or doing whatever the hell he does in there. Go find him. He’s the 2nd last door to the right near all the bedrooms. Okay Y/N?”

You hummed and thanked him before gently and kind of hugging him, feeling his sweaty arms before walking off.

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You were walking up the steps and went to the right corridor, finding the 2nd room. You found it and found that the door was slightly opened. You slowly and gently peered through before entering. You heard and saw nothing, only the shower in the bathroom and tiny moans and groans.

You felt your face flush with embarrassment and also being flustered.

You never knew Hyunjin jerks off in the bathroom.

Anyways, you peered the door opened to see a clear glass panel and clothes all over the floor. However, the glass was foggy and you could only see a slight shadow behind the fog.

Hyunjin was resting his head on his arm which was leaning on the wall and the movement of his hand gliding across his long and hard shaft.

You heard his soft moans, his whimpers, his whined, his cries, his groaning and his pleasure.

You eventually spoke his name and definitely made him jump, seeing how his body reacted. He peered his head out of the door and you blushed at the sight of his wet hair on his face as his plump lips just waiting to be touched.

Your face flushed with embarrassment on how the tension was in the air.

“…h-ello?”

“….hi Y/N..” Hyunjin stuttered as he looked you up and down.

“Well, care to join me? Pretty boring and lonely to jerk off in the shower.”

You nodded without hesitation and immediately stripped off for him.

He invited you in and grabbed your waist and pulling you closer in the hug. He gently grabbed your chin and pulled you into a deep kiss, your tongues roaming around in each others mouths, taking note that he tasted like brownies.

He gently flipped you around and slapped your ass making you wince in pain as you pressed your arm against the wall. He gently rubbed the spot and kissed your neck.

“Sorry Y/n. Can I go in now?” He asked as you felt his tip poking your ass. You hummed and nodded and he slapped your ass again.

“Words baby.”

“Yes sir” You whimpered as you felt a tear roll down your cheeks.

He slowly rubbed his tip on the entrance of your pussy before diving in making you moan loud. His shaft was long and vended at the end, perfect for hitting your g-spot.

He pulled out until the tip and slammed back in, a moan coming out of you.

He definitely couldn’t last long and neither could you. You dragged a hand down to your cliff and rubbed it until you felt yourself near.

“Im gonna cummm-“

“Me too baby…” Hyunjin said as he thrusted his last thrust.

You felt the chin spurt out of you and felt him pull out, you whined as you felt empty.

Hyunjin quickly pulled out and came all over your ass and back, both of you panting at everything.

“Fuck Y/N..that was amazing.”

“Yeah it was..”

“Round 2?”

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Behave! (A Park Jung-gil NSFW Oneshot)

Summary: Y/n never ‘liked’ working with or around Jung-gil. Each time, they did their best to irritate him to no end. However, word soon reached the Director about Y/n’s antics, so she decides to punish Y/n by sending them off to an abandoned house with Jung-gil in hopes that they’ll get along with one another. However, one wrong move from Y/n snaps the last thread holding Jung-gil’s sanity together and he makes it very clear who’s in charge……

Warnings: SMUT, just pure filth, rough sex, hate sex, oral receiving (male), slapping, spitting, degradation, dacryphilia, a bit of breath-play, over-stimulation, possessiveness, etc.

Word Count: 1.9k

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“HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!” The loud, annoying chattering of Y/n echoed loudly as they followed behind the Escort Team’s leader, Park Jung-gil, as he strolled through the empty corridor towards his office. “HEY, you brick wall, you don’t know how to greet a colleague? Wow…….” That was just the first encounter of many to come.

A week later, their paths crossed once more in a hospital. “Hey, rookie, you good?” Y/n asked Jun-woong, who collapsed on the floor 10 feet from his hospital room. They didn’t get a chance to answer when he was suddenly grabbed and flung through the hall. Jun-woong hit the wall with a loud thud, grunting in pain and letting out a stream of curses. Taking in the scene, Y/n turned to Jung-gil with an irk in their eyes. “Isn’t it against the rules to attack a fellow reaper in the World of the Living?” “Isn’t it about time for you to shut your mouth?” Jung-gil answered, growing annoyed.

After that encounter with Jun-woong in the hospital, any time Jung-gil and Y/n would cross paths, the banter would grow more and more annoying. It became too much once the Director caught word of it. Calling Y/n to her office, the Director began to format a specific punishment for them.

A couple of minutes had passed before a loud knock echoed in the garden. “Come in, Y/n.” The Jade Emperor called out, prompting said reader to enter and close the door behind them. “You called, madam?” Y/n asked, bowing their head in respect. “Yes. I’ve caught wind from a little bird that you’ve been causing a bit of mischief to a certain someone. And that someone being Mr.Park from the Escort Team. Would you like to tell me what’s going on?” She spoke, her gaze focused on the plant in front of her.

“It is just playful banter between two colleagues. Nothing too extreme.” “Hmm, while it may not be extreme, it revolves around one specific person and that cannot happen. So, instead of me scolding you with a lecture on respect for your seniors, I want you to go to this location. Once you arrive, you cannot leave until you finish the tasks. You may go now.” She explained. “Yes ma’am.” “You are dismissed.” “Yes, ma’am.” Y/n responded.

After her meeting with the Director, Y/n left to the address written on the paper given to her. It took a few hours to get there, but as they closed in on the destination, Y/n saw a figure in the distance that looked vaguely familiar. “Is that….Jung-gil? Why is he here?” Y/n mumbled with confusion. Once they got closer to the house, they parked at the end of the driveway before exiting the car. “Mr. Park, what are you doing here?” “The Director sent me here for an assignment though seeing as you’re also here, it would seem that she set us up on purpose.” He replied.

“Well then, I guess we’re stuck here together.” “What do you mean?” “She didn’t tell you? Until we can get along and be respectful to one another, we aren’t allowed to return to Jumadeung. Now, I don’t know about you but I could use a break.” Y/n spoke, shuffling to the front door and entering the house. Jung-gil sighed in annoyance before entering after Y/n.

Once inside, Jung-gil couldn’t help but feel annoyed at his current predicament. Just why was he the one to be stuck with Y/n of all reapers? “Aren’t you going to sit down or stand there like an idiot with his hand stuck up his ass?” Y/n chided. “Why must you act this way?” “Because it’s just how I feel. Is that so wrong? Should I act like you instead? All cold and frigid with no care about the world?”

“This is why no one can respect you in the workplace. You act so childish and ignorant.” He berated, frustration clear as day. “Childish?! Ignorant?! How dare you?” Y/n shouted, feeling embarrassed at his statement. Y/n stood up in a huff and marched towards Jung-gil until their chests could almost touch. “I pity the souls you had to escort. They should have been escorted by someone who they didn’t fear, like me. Tell me, in any of your past lives, were you ever happy?”

That lone remark tipped Jung-gil over the edge. Wrapping his hand around their throat, Jung-gil pressed them harshly up against the wall. “Shut your mouth!” He seethed. “Or what?” The tension grew thicker as each beat of silence grew louder and louder. Soon enough, Y/n couldn’t hold it in any longer and pressed their lips against his. The action caught Jung-gil by surprise but it soon faded into an intense lust.

Their lips moved with such vigor, it left them breathless. Soon, they pulled away to breathe. “Take them off.” “Take what off?" Jung-gil huffed, a dark look of lust clouding his eyes. "Your clothes. I want them off. Now." "Don't forget who's in charge, you filthy brat. On your knees." He barked. "Make me~" Y/n chided with a teasing smirk.

That smirk was quickly wiped off with a hard slap to Y/n's face. The pain was quick and heat pooled quickly in between Y/n's legs. "Don't make me say it again. On your knees, slut." "Yes sir." Sliding down to the hard floor, Y/n looked up at Jung-gil through their lashes with droopy eyelids.

"If you don't want this, say 정지. Do you understand?" Jung-gil stated. While they may have been crossing many lines, Jung-gil wanted to be clear about what Y/n wanted while they were still somewhat clear-headed and not wanting to take advantage of them. "I understand, but could you hurry up and fuck me already? Or will I have to do all the work by myself?" They responded.

Jung-gil scoffed and pulled Y/n into another heated kiss, letting go and allowing them to move closer to the couch nearby. Taking a seat in between Jung-gil's legs, Y/n made quick work of his pants and shuffled them down to the middle of his thighs. They slowly ran their hands against the imprint of his length prompting a sharp hiss from Jung-gil’s mouth.

"Someone's a bit sensitive~" "Shut up…" "Whatever." Not wanting to waste a moment longer, Y/n led a trail of open-mouthed kisses along his clothed cock all the way up to his waistband. Sliding two fingers in between, they pulled down his underwear and revealed what they wanted most. Eyes widening, they let out a breath they didn't know that they were even holding.

In all its glory, Y/n began to wonder if they were going to be able to stand after this. "So beautiful…" They whispered before moving in closer and taking his cock into their mouth. The sudden warmth overwhelmed Jung-gil in a rapid wave and he bucked his hips upwards gagging Y/n for a quick second.

Placing a hand on his pelvis, Y/n signaled for Jung-gil to relax a bit. It was enough to cause him to pull back just a bit before he began a shallow pace. With each thrust, Jung-gil could see a slight imprint of his length in Y/n’s throat. Just the sight of it made his cock twitch in immense pleasure. But, that pleasure was ripped away before it became too much for him to handle. “Don’t worry, big guy, you’ll get more. But, I need you to hurry up and fuck me.” They murmured, rising to their feet and stepping out of the rest of their clothes.

The sight of their naked bodies could be barely seen in the soft moonlight, but Jung-gil could easily see how flushed they looked. “Bend over.” He commanded with an authoritative tone. “Yes sir…” Y/n responded without any hesitation. They rested their body across the arm of the couch, arching their back as if they were presenting themselves to him.

Jung-gil pressed his hips against the curve of their ass, sliding his cock in between their thighs. Giving a few thrusts between the supple flesh of their thighs, he let out a soft groan before aligning himself with their entrance. “Hurry up~” They whined, but were cut off by the sudden pressure of his cock slipping past their entrance. Y/n and Jung-gil moaned loudly, the pleasure slowly building once more. “Holy shit, feel so full~~” Y/n wailed, tears pricking at the corners of their eyes. Once adjusted, Jung-gil set a languid pace to get used to the tight feeling of their hole.

However, that didn’t last for long. Jung-gil slipped out before plunging deep into them at an even faster speed. Each thrust sent shivers down Y/n’s spine as they let out short screams in pleasure. “F-fuck!!!” “So fucking good…” The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed loudly as the room got hotter and hotter. “Please, please - more!” “Who’s in charge?” Jung-gil, yanking Y/n’s head back, hissed into their ear. Barely understanding, they let out a whimpering moan in response. “Who’s in charge, baby girl? Tell daddy who’s in charge of this slutty hole~” “Y-you, daddy! You’re in charge!”

“That’s right, slut…” Tilting my head to his, Jung-gil squeezed my cheeks together before spitting directly into my open mouth. Y/n groaned deeply, the act bringing them closer to finishing. The coil in their stomach was so tight that with a sharp thrust, it snapped. Y/n came with a loud scream, eyes rolling back so far in their head all they could see was white. This triggered Jung-gil’s release and he filled their hole with warm ropes of cum. Slowly coming down from their highs, the two fell back against the couch while breathing shallowly.

“Just know that I’m still going to annoy you.” “Yeah, whatever.”

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The following weeks after their night together, Y/n stayed true to their statement of annoying Jung-gil at work. Only, just not as much as they used to. Jung-gil, on the other hand, slowly began accepting the taunts with a smirk. This didn’t go unnoticed by the Director. “I guess my plan succeeded then..” They whispered with a small smile.

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Author’s Note: After such a long while, I have finally finished up this request. I swear I’ve written and rewritten this so many times that I slowly forget how to spell words. But, that’s besides the point. I hope that you guys enjoy this and don’t forget that commissions and requests are open. They’ll be open until the end of my birthday week (ends on August 12th) so that way I can catch up on any other requests. With that being said, Stay Classy~~~

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