#daeho x junhee

[hwang-inhos-fish]

I want a cute fluff fanfic where Jun-hee picks up on Young-il's constant staring and teases him just a little bit like "So do you *like* him like him?" And In-ho is like "What? No, don't be silly." "You do. Your face is flushing."

And he's like HAHAHA WHAT NO. NO CHILD NO. THAT'S NOT. NO. (... glances at Gi-hun AGAIN)

And then she's like "Don't worry, I won't tell. But you should. You know. In case we all die. ... Hey unrelated but where's Dae-ho?"

[starryshells]

The Height Difference

(This can be seen as platonic if you prefer to see them that way, but personally for me I ship them)

I just start to think about the height difference between Dae-Ho and Jun-Hee

That dude is freaking tall and he was protective her along with Gi-Hun, Jung-Bae, Geum-ja, and Young-il/In-Ho

I just hope both of them and Gi-Hun, Geum-ja, Young-Sik, Hyun-ju, and if Gyeong-seok was shot in a non lethal area by soilder 11 / No-eul…all make it out alive.

(Also im sure he has PTSD and isnt a traitor/coward/or a lair like a lot of people want to believe)

[kimsjunhee]

y'all don't get it, i need dae-ho x jun-hee injected into my veins.

[trappdpoets]

WE ARE 10 WORKS :DDD

[canonically47]

like ok heres the thing. inho infiltrated the games to earn gihuns trust and then break him and get him on his side right. ok. but he didnt have to do everything he did.

like, he didnt have to defend him so threateningly against player 100 (arguably... possessively... like bro he aint going NOWHERE calm your ass DOWN!!!) or like, he didnt have to call him 'gihun', he couldve, SHOULD HAVE, called him 'hyung', but he calls him fucking??? gi-hun-shi?????? INSANE BEHAVIOUR.

he didn't HAVE to smile at him then, so bright-eyed. he didn't have to share his tragic backstory. he didn't even have to fucking help him with the revolution, he didn't have to shoot his guards he could've pretended to be a terrible shot. he could've betrayed him anytime and yet chose to maintain his mystery until he got away from gi-hun and FAKED HIS DEATH. like what possibly could he gain from this?? gi-hun must find out who he is sooner or later, who cares if it's sooner??

HE CARES. HE. CARES. whether you view them romantically or not, in-ho CARES. there's a piece of him that plays into this entire inner conflict that makes him CARE. FOR GI-HUN. HE CARES FOR GI-HUN even to SOME degree. and that is INSANE to me.

[creamecafe]

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[dxmianwaynesstuff]

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[akirasarchives]

[02] | Valuable Addition.

Summary: Tension grows between you and Hyunju after the split vote to leave. However, you finally find Junhee and discover something dire.

— usual squid game stuff, bold is [day, date, time], italics is internal monologue and bold+italics is flashback

[ DAY ONE, ???, AFTERNOON ]

After the initial adrenaline wore off and the lights began to dim inside the bed hall, a devastating silence blanketed the room. Both you and Hyunju had long fallen into the silence, finding solace in each other's equal trauma. You fiddled, twisted and turned as you tried to fight the flashes of blood and body matter that printed itself into your orbs. The lifeless gazes you met as you stepped over and trampled on the bodies that were dead too early.

That could’ve been me.

However, you can’t shake the thought of player 456. He knew, he knew how the doll worked in such a short time and it was almost as if he had encountered it before. Played it before. You’re dying to ask Hyunju but a part of you is terrified to break the silence.

Suddenly, a loud whirring noise causes you to shake. You gasp, using your arms to prop you up as the lights in the room flash on. The doors had opened and the armed guards filter in.

Everyone who has previously sat on the floors scramble for safety causing the frames of the bedding to shake due to the intensity. You glance at Hyunju who grasps her mattress for support.

“Congratulations for making it through the first game. Here are the results for the first game.” The guard announces, staring straight as the screen above him begins to move. The player count falls from 456 to to 365 as he explains that 91 players had died in the first game. Your stomach drops at the figure and how that could’ve easily been you if Hyunju didn’t help you in your state of panic.

“Sir! Please don’t kill us!” An elderly woman pleads as she steps forward. What you assume is her son is attached to her arm and looks equally as horrified as the woman. She falls to her knees as she begs once more.

The sight is horrifying.

She pleads about her sons debt, explaining that she will do whatever it takes as long as they don’t hurt her son. Together, the two start pleading. Your stomach is churning at the scene as anxiety bubbles dangerously high within your body. You want to run, to hide.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding.” The guard explains but more people begin pleading, crawling and crying. They’re rubbing their hands together desperately and bowing with the deepest respect.

“We are not trying to harm you. We are presenting you with an opportunity—“

“Clause three of the consent form!”

Player 456?

“The games may be terminated upon a majority vote. Correct?” He retaliates as he walks to the centre of the room, demanding authority. The tension in the air is thick as 456 has a silence standoff with the guards leader.

You swallow nervously, cringing at the loud sound.

“That is correct.” The guard nods slightly.

“Then let’s take a vote right now.” 456 replies with the upmost confidence. You glance between the two, thankful for your higher view.

“Of course.”

The room fills with relieved sighs. Your heart hammers heavily. Surely it cannot be this easy to leave?

I still haven’t found Junhee.

“But first, let me announce the prize amount that has been accumulated.”

Gasps fill the room as the lights dim, followed by the familiar arcade sound of a winning play. A large pig, beaming with a golden ray begins to fill with stacks of money. The sight is eerily dystopian as people’s faces begin to fill with curiosity and amazement instead of dread and disgust.

“The number of players eliminated in the first game is 91. Therefore a total of 9.1 billion won has been accumulated.”

Horror spikes through your body, pricking you like pins and needles. The money presented is the worth of these individuals. Instead of cash, you see visions of the crumpled corpses lying inside the pig.

I’m getting out of here.

[DAY ONE, ???, EVENING ]

Things had gone south quickly. Once the vote to leave was announced and the guards had the players vote one by one, by number, you watched as the one person you connected with voted to stay. You felt so… betrayed? Hyunju didn’t even look at you once she voted, joining the O side without any thought towards you. You watched from the X side as the people around her didn’t even glance at her yet celebrated others joining the side as they are too absorbed by their transphobic ideologies. A part of you wanted to scream as you watched the O side increase by one. How can she join the O side especially when the purple haired lunatic was screaming and running around proudly?

On the plus side, you found Junhee. She was player 222 and had a look of absolute distraught that you had never seen before. Despite the turbulent emotions of fear, anger and distress, you greeted your friend with a relieved smile and tight hug.

“I’ve been looking for you!” You both whispered, holding back your laughs as you took in each other's faces. You both share a defeated look, though the light in your eyes had brightened since finding Junhee alive.

Now, you followed Junhee to her bed. She was situated on the other side of the room which explained why you had struggle locating the small woman in the spacious cell.

You think back to earlier, how it felt Hyunju turned her back on you. Despite finding your friend, you felt you lost another.

“You chose to stay?” You ask Hyunju with slouched shoulders. The woman, who had previously started walking back to the beds, pauses. It’s almost as if she was trying to run away from the conversation as she must’ve realised you would be pissed at her actions.

‘We were talking about getting out of here less than two hours ago!’ The thought rattles in your head.

A frown presents itself on your face. It feels like the only thing you’ve done since you’ve been here is frown or become overrun by existential fear. Slowly, she turns on her heel.

Her pupils shake as her face contorts through her emotions. A pang of empathy hits your heart at the sight of her glossy eyes.

“I need the money, [y/n].” Her voice is shaky and despite the usual compassion you would feel, her words just irritate you. You both watched people die. You comforted her because she couldn’t save someone. You rubbed the bloody fucking sand off of both of your shoes.

You can’t help but scoff, “Hyunju. People died. That money is only there because people fucking died.”

“You don’t understand.” Hyunju replies. Her voice is still ever so soft and it only serves to annoy you more. How can she be so calm?

“I don’t? You want to keep playing — more people are probably going to die! Then what? You might get to live?” You can’t help it as you begin to raise your tone at her. Hyunju furrows her brows as her patience wears thin.

“I need this money to live. To be me.” She places a hand on her chest sincerely, but her tone is sharp, “To be beautiful.”

A palpable silence bestows you both. Like earlier, a silent standoff begins. You can’t find the words as your mind is reeling.

‘Why do I care so much about this random person?’

Hyunju turns on her heel once more, walking back to her bed. You step forward, speaking loud enough for her to hear.

“You’re beautiful already, unnie.”

A hand is placed on your shoulder. You jump, following the arm to the perpetrators face.

“You scared me.” You whisper, glancing back at your shoes. They’re still beaten, bloodied and still have sand stuck in the crevasses. The sight puts you off the food in your dish despite how your stomach tells out in hunger.

Junhee examines your face, “The person… 120. Are you okay?” She asks. Of course she witnessed your fight with Hyunju as she had been by your side, nervously pulling at your sleeve to get you to walk away. Junhee had never seen you in such a state and to be frank, it scared her quite a bit. She watched the clip of you on the screen too, how afraid and little you looked. It was nothing close to your usual self.

You sigh, “Yeah. I guess.” Pushing yourself from the bed frame, you glance around. Due to everyone circulating in groups it was now easier to spot individual people. It wasn’t hard to find Hyunju sitting by the elderly woman and her son who had previously begged for their lives.

Junhee opens her mouth to speak but you reply swiftly, “We should be in 456’s team.”

She blinks, “Huh?”

“He’s been here before. He won. We should be close to him. We could have a better chance of winning if we don’t get a majority vote out.” You point over at the distraught man. His friend, player 390 seems to be comforting him as he wallows in pity.

“Have this too.” Again, you jump. This time Junhee does too. An extra egg is placed onto her dish by the elderly woman from earlier.

How is she this fast?

She leans in, glancing at you and Junhee. She seems almost nervous or hesitant to speak, causing you to raise a brow.

“You should eat it for your baby, eggs are good for pregnant women.”

Baby!? Junhee is actually pregnant? Also how does this woman know??

“Junhee… You’re actually pregnant?” You ask in a low whisper. Junhee looks like a deer in headlights. Not only had this woman just known about her pregnancy, now you do. After all, she told you she thinks she might be pregnant.

Her pale lips quiver. She’s at a loss for words, staring at you with soulless eyes. You want to cry for her, seeing her in such a state. The usual bubbly girl who helps you make coffees is reduced to a mute state.

The elderly lady tries to crack a smile “I’ve helped more than a dozen women in my neighbourhood deliver their babies. I can tell just by looking at your body shape and the way you walk.”

It’s your turn to blink.

Am I really that stupid that I didn’t notice? Or is she some kind of walking ultrasound machine?

Junhee glances at her food dish. A part of you want to reach out and hold her, tell her she’ll be fine. But it’s not right.

“It looks like your due date is getting close. If you compress your belly to hide it, it’ll be dangerous for both you and your baby.” The elderly woman expresses sincerely. It’s the same pleading face she used when begging the guards to spare her life. Junhee’s situation is dire.

“That’s why you were in pain earlier!”

… She was?

Junhee shakes her head, “It’s not what you think.”

The lady sighs once more. Junhee sounds so dejected and you’re sure she’s thought about this a lot in the past few hours. Would it be safe for her to reveal her pregnancy?

Within seconds the lady is quickly rushed away by her son, pulling her before she can fully say what she wanted to Junhee.

“Junhee… You didn’t tell me?” You ask, looking at hee slumped posture. She stares at the egg placed over her partially eaten rice, toying with it with her spoon.

“I… I didn’t know how. It’s so complicated.” She replies, glancing at you through her bangs. You sigh, placing your food tin in front of you. The elderly woman’s words ring through your mind.

Her belly… She must be in so much pain.

You motion towards her stomach, “How long have you been compressing your belly?” The thought sickens you. How far along had Junhee been when she told you if she has to press it down? Was she testing the waters to your reaction?

“A while…” She whispers as she gathers a bit of rice on her spoon. Slowly, she brings the spoon to her mouth. Your eyes sting with the threat of tears as she shows her vulnerability to you.

You scoot forward, swinging your legs over the bed so you’re sat comfortably beside her. She doesn’t bother to move her head as you place your arm around her. Almost instinctively she leans towards your touch.

You rub her shoulder comfortingly in an attempt to soothe her.

“I’ll take care of you.”

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[noirtcnes]

im guessing that this is jung-bae. wont be daeho, or myunggi or namgyu cuz they all in the back, im pretty sure. im guessing they send jungbae's body as a warning, and they're slowly opening the coffin to see who's inside, and its jungbae.

so then the guards or the frontman or whoever warns these ppl saying "this is ur fate if this happens again" or similar.

as for gyeong-seok, pretty sure he ends up being a guard?? or something like that, according to some spoilers, but let's see.

idek like, obviously the frontman's cuffed him up. its definitely in the main players' dorms, but something about the lighting, and the odd emptiness of the room has me feeling like the other players are out playing the game? and gihun's been held back?? or something like that. im saying that a lot. but maybe this is the frontman having a conversation with gihun. it couldnt be anybody else, considering how intently and furiously gihun's glaring at them.

but actually, the shoulder's green, so...it's a player?? dang. maybe its just the shaman lady pissing him off again. or daeho, and gihuns pissed off at him.

i dont want to guess. im kinda scared of this picture and its implications. lets move on.

that's not inho. is all im going to say. inho never sits this relaxedly, and inho would never actually sit, because in the first season, hes hosting the games, yeah? so therefore he stands at the podium throughout. never sits down. you could give it the benefit of doubt and say 'doesnt have to be the case all the time' but considering this is the vip's room, and he would obviously be the host unless specifically asked to sit down, i doubt. hes not explaining anything either, cuz theres a chair parallel to him, so hes not sitting across.

so its mostly probably gihun, masquerading or actually the new frontman himself or such, oor junho. but since junho was in the room already in season 1, to keep the plot fresh, they wouldn't put him back there, i know.

no-eul and junho are most definitely meeting each other. absolutely. but who's side they're on, i got no idea. alternatively, it could be gyeonseok, but less of a probability.

y'all can go crazy and add more ideas pls the squid game brainrot needs feed

[meraelkady2061202]

They were saying that we are delusional and that they are just looking at the logo, now the main account has posted the pairs the same ones who were staring at each other 🤭🤭🤭

[lemonbeemon]

I think Jun-hee and Dae-ho should kiss, actually

[hwang-inhos-fish]

Anybody else think Dae-ho and Jun-hee would be an adorable couple?? What's the name of the ship I need content 😭✨️

[txxxciii]

Sorry I need to talk about the Squid game 2 fandom because what the hell 😍

Specifically the Daeho/Junhee ship, since for some reason everyone collectively agreed that they're sibling coded and decided it's everyone's problem now.

Before you attack me, I don't mind seeing them as siblings, alright? If you think they're like older brother and younger sister, that's fine! Cute, even, considering Daeho is the youngest in his family and now he finally got a chance to be in his sisters' shoes.

What's NOT fine, is being a party pooper about it and nagging the shippers with "But they're literally siblings!" WHEN THEY'RE LITERALLY NOT?? It just makes us (yeah, I'm one of the shippers, that's why I'm frustrated) look like villains with shipping two adults that are not blood-related. Why

"Myunggi/Junhee is canon" yeah, it is. So? Gihun and his wife were also canon. Ali and his wife are canon. Deoksu and Minyeo too. You don't have an issue shipping them with other characters, why is it an issue now?

"Daeho is literally gay" I'M GOING TO KILL YOU. Daeho was raised primarily by women, has a "non-masculine" haircut, and knows best how to play a traditionally girly game. You saying he's gay just feeds into the harmful stereotype that gay men are feminine. You are not aiding the queer community I fear.

"This is such a non-issue" I know, but I see absolutely no one talk about it, so I might as well be the pathfinder.

Anyways, if you are interested in some headcanons of these two, let me know, i'd gladly yap about my new fixation ♡

[kimsjunhee]

hi everyone! i'm going to have this pinned on my profile just so it doesn't get lost in the contents of this blog. i will edit it if anything new comes to light, but unless that is the case then this post will contain all relevant information for you if you wish to rp with me! thank you for reading <33

pairings i'm looking for (squid game, with my muse in bold):

jun-hee x dae-ho (preferred)

jun-hee x in-ho

jun-hee x myung-gi

jun-hee x character of your choosing (legal only please)

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i use the alias 'moon' on tumblr, but if we move onto discord then my real name is there! i am 18+, she/her, and in my last year of college. i'm very active, very chatty and love sending things for our muses.

i'm not sensitive to many things, but please note that i am autistic. i know this might be a deal breaker for some, hence why i'm mentioning it.

please only reach out to me if you are 18 or over! i'm willing to rp either on here or on discord. if this post seems like something you're interested in, message me or leave a reply and i'll get right back to you.

thank you!

[bimb0fy]

requests for any squid game characters are open!!

[koririmao]

dalmatian🐾

cast| lee myung gi (mg coin), kim junhee, seong gihun, lee jungbae, kang daeho, oh youngil

wc| 4.3K words

cw| mg coin, heavy smut (18+), straight, mg coin is a shit father even before the fetus was fully developed so don't y'all come for my boy gihun because at least he actually tried

synopsis| myunggi x junhee before the squid games

credits| @koririmao / @duckreiii on W app

ib| that one tiktok i saved, actually maybe the other one as well, also the chainsmoker's closer heheheh— -

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myunggi exhaled sharply, his hands trembling as he hurled his phone to the floor. the screen shattered on impact, the sound piercing through the silence of the room.

"woah, babe, you okay?" junhee’s voice was laced with concern as she sat up, startled by his outburst.

before she could reach him, myunggi shoved her away—too hard. she stumbled back, landing on the floor with a sharp thud.

"DO I LOOK FUCKING OKAY, JUNHEE?!" he roared, his face contorted with frustration.

junhee winced, not from pain but from the sheer force of his anger. the room fell into an uneasy silence as myunggi stared at her, his breath ragged.

realizing what he’d just done, panic flashed across his face. he dropped to his knees beside her, his hands hovering hesitantly before finally reaching for her. "no, no—baby, i’m sorry," he murmured, his voice cracking. "i didn’t mean to hurt you. i just..." his sigh was heavy with regret.

gently, he scooped her up in his arms, carrying her back to the bed. he placed her down carefully, as if trying to erase the violence of a moment ago.

"it’s the dalmatian crypto..." his voice wavered. "it—it turned out to be a scam..."

he brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering as he cupped her cheek. his thumb moved in slow, desperate circles, searching for comfort in the warmth of her skin.

"you were right," he whispered, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"i’m so sorry, baby..."

junhee exhaled softly, her heart aching at the sight of him unraveling. despite everything, she pulled him into her arms, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on his back.

"shhh, shhh... it’s okay," junhee murmured, holding him close. "i’m here."

myunggi’s grip on her tightened for a moment before he hesitantly pulled away. his eyes, still glistening with unshed tears, searched hers desperately.

"b-but what about everyone else who bought the crypto?" his voice cracked. "h-how are they gonna get their money back?" his breath hitched, panic creeping into his words.

junhee took his trembling hands in hers, circling her thumbs over his knuckles in a slow, reassuring rhythm. "we’ll figure something out, together," she promised, her voice steady. "i’m not letting you suffer on your own, okay?"

she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss against his lips—a seal to the vow she had just made.

as she pulled away, myunggi's hands found her cheeks, his fingers pressing into her skin as he pulled her back. this time, his kiss was more urgent, more desperate. his lips crashed against hers, his tongue parting them with ease.

his fingers tangled in her hair, gripping just enough to make her gasp. he took advantage of the sound, deepening the kiss as he slowly leaned forward, pressing her down against the mattress.

the weight of him, the heat radiating from his body, sent a shiver through her. his hands, once trembling from regret, now roamed with purpose, tracing the familiar curves of the woman who had always been his safe place.

for now, just for this moment, myunggi let himself forget the chaos of the outside world.

there was only junhee.

junhee trembled, her voice barely above a whisper as she tried to protest. "m-myunggi, i don't know if this is a good idea..."

myunggi silenced her with a finger pressed gently against her lips, his intense gaze boring into junhee’s eyes. "shhh, just let me love you, junhee" he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. his fingers deftly slid the strap of junhee’s top down her shoulder, exposing the smooth skin beneath.

junhee gulped, a flicker of fear in her eyes as she remembered the trying day her boyfriend had endured. she nodded hesitantly, not wanting to upset myunggi further.

a smug smirk played across myunggi's lips as he tugged down his boxer shorts, his hardened length springing free. the tip glistened with precum, a testament to his arousal.

junhee gasped, having seen it before during their secret trysts under the table during streams. but the idea of finally taking that next step, of feeling myunggi inside her, made her heart race with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

as if in a trance, junhee allowed myunggi to slide her shorts and panties down her legs, baring her most intimate place to her boyfriend's hungry gaze. he spread her legs, a shiver running through her as the cool air kissed her dripping folds.

myunggi licked his lips, his eyes dark with lust as he took in the sight before him. "fuck, baby, you're hotter than i ever imagined" he growled, his fingers tracing junhee’s sensitive clit, eliciting a sharp gasp from his lover.

"m-myunggi..." junhee whimpered, unsure of what she wanted to say, or do. her body ached for myunggi's touch, but her mind wrestled with the weight of their decision.

in one swift, decisive motion, myunggi leaned in and buried his face between junhee’s thighs, his tongue delving deep into his lover's dripping folds. junhee cried out, her back arching off the bed as myunggi's skilled mouth worked her into a frenzy.

"f-fuck~ yes~" junhee moaned, her fingers tangling in myunggi’s hair.

myunggi gripped junhee’s thighs tighter, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he devoured his lover's aching core. his tongue swirled and flicked, teasing junhee’s sensitive folds, coaxing out more of her sweet nectar. myunggi drank it in greedily, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he savored junhee’s intoxicating taste.

myunggi's hands slid higher, gripping junhee’s hips as he pulled her closer, burying his face deeper into his lover's dripping heat. he could feel junhee trembling, hear her desperate moans and whimpers, and it only spurred him on, driving him to pleasure his girlfriend in ways she had only dreamed of before.

myunggi's rigid length throbbed, a bead of precum dripping from the tip as he ground his hips against the sheets. he needed to be inside her, to feel junhee’s tight walls wrapped around him, squeezing him, milking him for all he was worth. but first, he wanted to taste every last drop of her essence, to make his lover come undone with his mouth alone.

myunggi focused his attention on junhee’s swollen clit, his lips wrapped around the sensitive nub as he suckled and flicked his tongue against it. his fingers slid deep into her entrance, curling and stroking that special spot inside that made her see stars.

"fuck, baby, you taste so fucking good" myunggi growled against junhee’s dripping folds. he could feel his lover's body tensing, her thighs shaking, and he knew he had junhee right on the edge. myunggi redoubled his efforts, determined to make his girlfriend come apart in his arms, to hear his name falling from her lips in a scream of ecstasy.

junhee’s body began to tremble uncontrollably, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her as if trying to anchor herself to reality. myunggi's skilled tongue and fingers pushed her closer and closer to the precipice, her lover's relentless assault on her most sensitive spots threatening to send her spiraling over the edge at any moment.

"m-myunggi, i... i can't... it's too much..." junhee whimpered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her own heart. she could feel the pressure building inside her, her core clenching and fluttering around myunggi's plunging fingers as if trying to draw them in deeper.

myunggi merely growled in response, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through junhee’s very being. he could feel her body responding to his touch, could sense the impending climax that was fast approaching. he wanted to taste junhee’s release, to feel his lover's essence flooding his mouth as he brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure.

with a final, hard suck on junhee’s clit and a curl of his fingers deep inside his lover's tight heat, myunggi sent junhee flying over the edge. junhee threw her head back, a scream of her boyfriend's name tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

"MYUNGI! fuck, yes, fuck!" junhee cried out, her body convulsing and shaking as she rode out the intense waves of her climax. her walls clamped down around myunggi's fingers, gripping them like a vice as junhee’s release gushed out, coating myunggi's tongue and chin with her sweet, heady essence.

myunggi drank it all in greedily, his tongue lapping up every last drop of junhee’s offering. he could feel his length throbbing, the need to be inside his lover growing more urgent with each passing second. but he wanted to prolong junhee’s pleasure, to make this moment last as long as possible.

as junhee’s climax began to subside, myunggi gentled his touch, his fingers slowing their movements and his tongue softening its caresses. he pressed tender kisses to junhee’s sensitive folds, helping her come down from the high she had just experienced.

finally, after long moments of basking in the afterglow

myunggi slowly kissed his way up junhee’s quivering body, his lips trailing over the smooth skin of her belly, over the curves of herribs, until he reached junhee’s chest. he paused to lavish attention on the hardened peaks of her nipples, his tongue swirling and flicking over the sensitive nubs until she was arching into his touch, mewling softly with renewed desire.

myunggi's hand slid down to wrap around his own aching length, stroking it slowly as he watched junhee come undone beneath him. he could feel the heat of junhee’s release still radiating from her core, could smell the heady scent of their arousal mingling in the air. it took all of myunggi's willpower not to plunge into junhee’s tight warmth right then and there.

instead, he continued his sensual assault, his lips finding junhee’s in a searing kiss. he let junhee taste herself on myunggi's tongue, let her savor the flavor of her own climax as myunggi's mouth moved over her own. his hips undulated against junhee’s, the hard length of his cock slipping between his lover's thighs, teasing her entrance without breaching it.

"i need you, junhee" myunggi rasped against her lips, his voice rough with desire. "i need to be inside you, to feel your tight little cunt squeezing my dick. i want to fuck you until you can't walk straight, until my name is the only thing you remember." his words were filthy, obscene, but they made junhee shiver with anticipation.

junhee trembled beneath myunggi, her body still sensitive and tingling from the intense orgasm her boyfriend had just given her. she could feel the hard, hot length of myunggi's cock sliding between her thighs, teasing her entrance with each roll of his hips. the promise in myunggi's words made junhee’s heart race and his breath catch in his throat.

"please, myunggi..." junhee whimpered, her voice hoarse and ragged from screaming his name. "i need you too. i need to feel you inside me, filling me, claiming me..." her hips lifted, trying to align herself with myunggi's throbbing length, seeking that first delicious moment of connection.

myunggi's eyes darkened with lust at junhee’s pleading words, a wicked grin spreading across his handsome face. without warning, he lined himself up and pushed forward, the swollen head of his cock breaching junhee’s tight entrance. they both groaned at the sensation, myunggi's fingers digging into the flesh of junhee’s hips as he fought the urge to surge forward, to bury himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

"fuck, baby, you're so goddamn tight" myunggi grunted, his forehead pressed against junhee’s as he slowly sank into his lover's heat inch by excruciating inch. he could feel her walls fluttering and clenching around him, trying to adjust to his size, to draw him in deeper.

junhee gasped and mewled, her back arching off the bed as she was slowly filled and stretched by myunggi's thick cock. it was almost too much, the sensation of being so completely claimed, so utterly consumed by him. but it was also perfect, a delicious blend of pleasure and just the right amount of pain.

"breathe, junhee," myunggi murmured, his lips brushing against junhee’s ear as he bottomed out, his hips pressed flush against his lover's ass. "take a deep breath, baby. you're doing so well, taking me so well..."

junhee did as she was told, taking a shuddering breath and trying to relax her body, to will her walls to soften and accept myunggi's thick length. as she exhaled, she clenched down around myunggi, a moan of pure delight escaping her lips in return.

myunggi let out a low, guttural groan as he felt junhee’s walls clenched tightly around his throbbing cock. the sensation was exquisite, like a velvet vice gripping his sensitive flesh, trying to milk him for all he was worth. he had to grit his teeth, to call upon every ounce of his self-control not to start thrusting wildly, to pound into junhee’s willing body until they both found release.

"fuck, just like that, baby" myunggi praised, his voice a deep, husky rumble. his hands slid up junhee’s sides, over the dip of her waist and the swell of her ribs, until they reached the perfect globes of her breasts. myunggi cupped them in his large hands, his fingers sinking into the soft, malleable flesh as he kneaded and squeezed.

he could feel junhee’s nipples hardening even further under his touch, poking into his palms like little pebbles. unable to resist, myunggi leaned down and captured one between his lips, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub before he suckled hard, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through junhee’s body.

as he lavished attention on her breasts, myunggi began to move, his hips rolling and rocking in a slow, sensual rhythm. he didn't pull out completely, but rather dragged his thick length along meilyn's walls, stirring up the slick arousal that coated his shaft. the friction was delicious, maddening, stoking the fires of their shared desire with each passing second.

myunggi could feel the heat building between their bodies, could feel the way junhee’s skin flushed and grew damp with sweat. he wanted to mark his lover, to claim every inch of her as his own. his teeth scraped over junhee’s nipple before he swapped to the other, giving it the same treatment until junhee was writhing beneath him, mewling and whimpering with need.

"myunggi... please..." she begged, her voice barely a whisper, a breathless plea for more. her fingers scrabbled at myunggi's back, nails digging into the hard muscle and sinew as she tried to pull him closer, to urge him on.

myunggi's response was a low, wicked chuckle that vibrated through junhee’s chest.

myunggi's hips began to move with more purpose, his thrusts growing harder and deeper as he lost himself in the exquisite sensation of junhee’s silken heat enveloping his aching cock. the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with the erotic symphony of their moans, groans, and ragged breaths.

"fuck, junhee, you feel incredible," myunggi growled, his voice strained with pleasure and exertion. "so tight, so perfect, like you were made just for me..." his hands gripped junhee’s hips hard enough to leave bruises, holding her in place as he began to thrust with increasing fervor. his lips moving to the butterfly tattoo on her shoulder, his teeth sinking into her flesh.

junhee could only cling to myunggi, his fingers sinking into the sweat-slicked skin of her boyfriend's back as he was thoroughly taken, his body rocking with each powerful surge of myunggi's hips. he could feel every ridge and vein of myunggi's thick length dragging deliciously along his sensitive walls, stoking the flames of his rapidly building pleasure.

"yes, fuck, just like that!" junhee cried out, her head thrown back and her eyes screwed shut as she lost herself in the overwhelming sensations. "harder, myunggi, fuck me harder..."

myunggi obliged, a feral grin splitting his handsome face as he hooked junhee’s knees over his elbows, nearly bending his lover in half. the new angle allowed him to plunge even deeper, his cockhead kissing junhee’s cervix with each brutal thrust. the change in position also exposed junhee’s perineum, and myunggi wasted no time in reaching down to rub at that sensitive spot, his fingers circling and pressing in time with his thrusts.

"oh god, oh fuck, myunggi!" junhee wailed, her voice rising in pitch and volume as her pleasure crested. the combined stimulation of myunggi's thick cock pounding into her prostate and his fingers massaging that secret spot had junhee teetering on the brink of another shattering climax. his balls drew up tight to his body, his abdomen clenching and fluttering as he fought to hold back his release, wanting to make this moment last.

myunggi could feel his own end approaching, his thrusts growing erratic and desperate as he chased his impending orgasm. the pressure building fast.

myunggi's hips jerked erratically as he felt his climax fast approaching, his cock throbbing and pulsing inside junhee’s tight heat. with a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and threw his head back with a roar of completion.

"FUCK, junhee!" myunggi bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls as thick ropes of his hot seed erupted from his throbbing length. he painted junhee’s inner walls with his essence, marking his lover from the inside out as he shuddered and convulsed above him.

myunggi collapsed on top of junhee, his weight pressing down on her as he tried to catch his breath. he peppered junhee’s face and neck with kisses, his hands roaming over the sweat-slicked skin as he basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"that was... incredible" myunggi murmured, his voice hoarse and ragged from screaming junhee’s name. "i love you so fucking much, junhee. i can't believe i waited so long to do that with you..."

as he spoke, myunggi's softening length slipped from junhee’s tender body, a trickle of their combined release seeping out and dripping onto the sheets. he rolled to the side, pulling junhee close and curling around him, his arms wrapped possessively around his lover's waist.

"ready for another round?” he smirked, already tracing the curves of her hips again.

~~~~

"come on, come on... do these things always take this long?" junhee muttered, tapping her foot anxiously as she stared at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands.

this was the fifth one.

her heart pounded as the tiny screen revealed two pink lines once again.

positive.

a breath hitched in her throat. this was real. the egg had been fertilized. she was pregnant.

excitement surged through her veins as she yanked her pants up and bolted out of the bathroom, nearly tripping in her haste. she found myunggi hunched over his computer, lost in whatever escape the screen provided him from reality.

"baby! baby! i have some exciting news!" she squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet—until she remembered the tiny life now growing inside her and quickly steadied herself.

without even turning around, myunggi scoffed. "finally found someone willing to donate 17 billion won to cover our debt?" his voice dripped with sarcasm.

junhee rolled her eyes. "no, dumbass. i’m pregnant!"

she beamed, her entire face lighting up with joy.

but myunggi didn’t smile.

his body went rigid, his fingers freezing over the keyboard. slowly, he turned, his wide eyes locked onto hers, searching—no, pleading—for this to be some kind of sick joke.

"you... you're joking, right?" his voice wavered.

junhee’s brows furrowed. "why the hell would i joke about something like that?!" her voice rose in frustration.

"you literally came inside me seven times last night—"

"junhee!" he groaned, running a hand down his face.

"—and you expect me not to get pregnant?!"

myunggi rubbed his temples, exhaling sharply. "no, no, we can't do this. we have no money to raise a child!" his voice cracked under the weight of his own panic. "look, i'll borrow some cash from my friends in japan so you can get an abor—"

the sharp slap echoed through the room before he could finish.

junhee’s palm still stung as she glared at him, her chest heaving. "maybe next time, wear a fucking condom."

the sting on myunggi’s cheek burned, but not as much as the fury bubbling inside him. his jaw clenched as he slowly turned his head back to face junhee, his eyes dark with anger.

"you think this is just my fault?" he snapped. "like you had no part in this? like you didn’t want it just as much?"

junhee let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "oh, fuck off, myunggi. don’t you dare act like i should’ve been the one to be careful when you’re the one who didn’t even suggest using protection!"

"so what, you’re just gonna keep the baby out of spite?" he stood up abruptly, knocking over his chair. "you think this is some fairytale where love magically fixes everything? we are drowning in debt, junhee! we can barely afford to take care of ourselves, let alone a kid!"

junhee’s hands balled into fists at her sides. "i don’t give a shit about the debt, myunggi! we’ll figure it out!"

"oh, yeah? and how exactly?!" he scoffed, running both hands through his hair in frustration. "by hoping a pile of cash magically falls from the sky? or maybe you think love and good intentions will feed a child?"

her lip trembled, but she refused to back down. "i don't know yet, but i sure as hell know that abandoning my baby isn’t the answer."

his eyes darkened. "you're acting like i'm the bad guy here for being realistic."

"no, myunggi, you're the bad guy for thinking you can just throw money at this problem and make it go away!"

they stood inches apart, breathing heavily, the air between them thick with resentment.

"you're being fucking selfish" myunggi muttered.

junhee let out a bitter chuckle. "selfish? you’re calling me selfish when you’re the one trying to pressure me into an abortion just because it’s inconvenient for you?" she shook her head. "god, i should’ve known. i should’ve seen this coming. you always run when things get hard."

his face twisted with hurt, but instead of softening, he lashed out. "and you always make everything about emotions instead of facing the facts! you're just as naive as ever, junhee!"

silence.

something in her snapped.

her fingers trembled as she grabbed her phone and shoved it into her bag. she walked to the closet, yanked out a duffel bag, and started throwing in clothes.

"what are you doing?" myunggi demanded.

"what does it look like?" she didn’t look at him as she zipped the bag shut. "i'm done, myunggi. i’m not staying here and fighting with someone who doesn’t even want this baby. who doesn’t want me."

hiis chest tightened, panic creeping in. "you’re seriously leaving? just like that?"

she turned to face him, her expression unreadable. "you made it clear where you stand. and I refuse to spend another second with someone who sees me and our baby as nothing but a burden."

he opened his mouth, then closed it. his fists clenched at his sides, his pride keeping him from saying what he wanted to say.

junhee waited—waited for him to say something, anything that would make her stay.

but he didn’t.

without another word, she grabbed her bag, walked to the door, and yanked it open.

"junhee—"

she turned one last time, her voice quiet but firm. "goodbye, myunggi."

and then, she was gone.

~~~~

"and that’s how i ended up here—pregnant. any questions?" junhee chirped, clapping her hands on her thighs with a bright smile, waiting for a response.

the room fell silent as everyone stared at her, jaws slack from the story she had just shared about her and player 333.

“t-that’s… wow… i feel sorry for you, kid” gihun finally broke the silence.

“yeah, screw that guy. he doesn’t deserve someone as strong and independent as you, right, daeho?” jungbae nudged the younger man, making him jump.

“o-oh! u-uhh y-yeah! haha, totally! completely agree, sir!” daeho stammered, his awkward response earning a chuckle from young-il.

“looks like that was a little too much information for our boy here, junhee” young-il teased, making the group burst into laughter.

“whoops” juhee giggled.

— end —