#do gangjae fanfiction

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Hello 👋 Can I pls request dating and jealousy headcanons for Choi Mujin and Do Gangjae with a gn reader? Thank you ❤️

A/n: Heyy! Thanks so much for the request <3 Hope you enjoy!! :)

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My name - MASTERLIST

~Choi Mujin

Has a photo of you in his wallet.

His name in your phone is something like “Mujin❤️”

Your name in his phone is your full name. (And probably where he met you). He forgets to change it.

His penthouse was really boring until you started sleeping over. Now it’s full of your stuff.

Pictures on the fridge. New mugs, blankets and pillows.

If you’re a collector, he’ll make room for your stuff - shelves, drawers, cabinets. Wherever you want to put your stuff.

He’s not usually one for PDA, but if someone’s flirting with you, suddenly he can’t get enough of it.

You have a hard time buying gifts for him, but he’ll be happy with whatever you give him. He’s just grateful for you.

He somehow always knows exactly what you want - even if you haven’t said anything.

Lets you tie his ties for him.

He can do it himself, he just likes being close to you.

Tries his best not to be jealous of people, but it happens often.

NOT good at telling you either. He’ll just stew silently, glaring.

His jealousy usually comes out when someone else puts their hands on you. Though it’s hard to tell whether he’s just protective or actually Jealous. It’s usually both.

Will resort to violence, even if you tell him not to.

Absolutely irrational when jealous.

A person touched your ass? Murder. Absolute Carnage.

You don’t have to reassure him that you love him, he knows. Though he does like hearing it.

If you’re younger than him, he gets jealous of the younger people you talk to.

Sometimes he thinks you’ll leave him for someone closer to your age.

You’ll reassure him with something silly like “well I’m into dilfs so…” or “I like old men, you’re fine” not older, old. It makes him laugh.

~Do Gangjae

Actually really insecure about your relationship.

He really thinks you’ll leave him with the first chance you get. Obviously that isn’t true though.

Gets jealous SO easily.

If you’re shopping together, he’ll get jealous of the staff that you speak to.

And If you’re into more than one gender, it’s 10x worse.

He’s definitely that partner that talks for you at a restaurant because he’s jealous of you talking to other people.

But if you scold him about it, he’ll stop.

Not good at apologizing for it, but he’ll try his best to show it.

You have to reassure him at least twice a day that you wouldn’t leave him for anyone else. That you could never love anyone else.

“that person was totally into you” “Baby, I promise that old lady was NOT into me”

Scary dog privileges, except he clings to you like a moth to a lamp.

Requires kisses 95% of the time.

Likes your fingers in his hair.

You take all of his shirts. It’s not like he wears them anyway.

Every time he comes home from work, you check him for wounds.

If he has any, you patch him up. He gushes at your kindness.

Obsessed with you.

If someone he kills has something you’d like, he’ll take it to give to you.

If you’re good at cooking, you’ll pack him lunch.

If you’re bad at cooking, he’ll eat your cooking regardless. He’s just happy because you made it.

[nessinborderland]

Make Me Yours

Pairing: Do Gangjae x Stripper!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3k

Summary: Your relationship with Gangjae became something you were far from expecting.

Warnings ⚠️Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Vaginal Sex, Possessive Behavior, Public Sexs, Light Breeding Kink

Notes: Several Anons requested something with Gangjae, so here I am to deliver!

Masterlist | AO3

You loved dancing.

It was the only time of the day when you were fully in tune with your body, sensually moving it to the beat of the current song playing. You loved how it made you feel free, how you could just close your eyes and dance to your heart’s desire, fully aware of the dozens of pairs of eyes focused on your body as you swayed your hips from side to side and ground on the pole.

The higher-than-heaven heels on your feet only added to the sensation, making you feel tall and powerful as you danced in only a red velvet mini-skirt, the rest of your body at the mercy of everyone’s eyes. The cold pole against your skin made your nipples hard under the heavy gazes of the men watching, and you knew that if you could smell lust, the wide room would reek of it.

The air was hot and heavy from the smoke in the air, and the smell of sweat and cigarettes was so familiar to you that it had stopped feeling overwhelming a long time ago. The red and purple lights of the place made it hard for you to distinguish faces, but you didn’t need to see him to know that he was watching.

You swung with the beat and straddled the pole, securing yourself with your thighs before leaning back to give the audience a view of your exposed chest, a few droplets of sweat running down your skin to meet your damp hairline. 

A smile graced your lips as you locked eyes with him. 

You felt feverish, intoxicated by the notion that he – the man everyone feared – was as easy to enchant as everyone else. It made a rush of liquid heat pool at your core, and your thighs flexed around the pole as tightly as you wanted to flex them around his waist.

His burning gaze never left your body as your heels went back to touching the floor and you stripped off your skirt to show a sparkly thong underneath. Several whistles sounded around the room as you exposed even more of yourself. Still, when you turned around to face your audience, it was to share a smile and a heated look with him, sitting with his men in the VIP area, looking as hot and imposing as the day you met him. 

Every night, you danced for a room full of people that wanted you, but still – in your head – you only danced for one man and one man only.

From the first time you laid eyes on him, you knew you would never be able to look at another man the same way. It was like time itself had stopped as you watched him enter club Inferno like he owned the place, looking both nonchalant and threatening in a way you couldn’t explain, but could feel in your bones.

You still remembered the goosebumps that had prickled your skin as his eyes ate you alive like he was stripping you of your flesh and bones to bare your soul.

That’s when you knew you had lost.

Your eyes never left his on that first night (or the ones to come) as you danced for him, your naked body on full display as the men around the room played poker, got drunk, and enjoyed the entertainment you and others provided. But you didn’t care about others; only him. 

When he asked you for a private dance – a thick wad of cash making its way down your stomach before settling on the elastic of your thong – you hadn't even thought twice before nodding, the smile on your lips matching his flirtatious one.

Something out of your deepest fantasies had ensued in that private room between you and him. Never had you been so thoroughly fucked, so drowned in pleasure that your vision turned white, and your legs shook for what felt like an eternity. He had left you crying from pleasure and with love marks all over your body, but you still felt the need to go back for more, despite that small voice in your brain that warned you he was as menacing as they came. 

Danger. It surrounded him, like a dark aura that shadowed him in darkness despite his blond highlights and easy smile. Still, you couldn’t stop yourself from desiring him. 

Your mother always said you had a knack for putting yourself in dangerous situations and here you were, proving her right.

After that night, you quickly realized one thing: you would never be able to compare him to any other man, dead or alive. He was sin personified, all seven of them mixed to create that beauty of a man that made you feel things you didn’t even know you could feel.

No, Do Gangjae was not just a man. Sometimes – you caught yourself thinking as you watched him – sometimes you wondered if he was even human.

To you, he was an angel. A fallen one – just like the Devil himself – but an angel, nonetheless.

"Who did this to you?"

His fingers were warm on the purple bruise on your arm, light as a feather's touch. His rich brown eyes burned with the fire of a thousand suns, his lips set in a straight line as he watched you with barely contained rage.

Not directed at you, but at someone else. Someone that wouldn't stay alive for long.

You moved in his lap, hoping to distract him as you planted a kiss on his lips and rolled your hips against his now soft cock. You were still sweaty and sore from the half an hour steamy session you had after your dance was over, legs still trembling from the orgasm he had given you. It never took him long to get inside you once you were both alone.

"It doesn't matter," you said with a weak shrug, eyes avoiding his by focusing on your thumb that grazed his bottom lip. "Some men just don’t know how to take ‘no’ for an answer.”

He grunted in response, arms going around your waist in a possessive hold. You gasped as your naked chest grazed his, your sensitive nipples pebbling from the proximity. He lifted your chin so your eyes locked, his gaze so intense it almost made you shy away.

"Did he hurt you anywhere else?” he asked in an almost hesitant tone, such a dark look in his eyes that made a chill run down your back.

You quickly shook your head, and the relief in his expression was so clear it made your heart flutter.

You gave him another quick peck on the lips before hiding your face against his neck, deeply inhaling his scent. He smelled like smoke and blood and something else that was exclusively him; you couldn’t get enough of it.

He worried about you, you knew he did, either from possessiveness or some other feeling you couldn’t dare to say aloud. But – and you prayed he never heard you say these words – you wished he didn’t do what he did.

You knew what would happen to anyone that hurt you, didn’t matter if you told him their names or not. Death would come for them eventually in the form of a brutal beating followed by a machete to the throat. You had never seen it for yourself, but it wasn’t hard to connect two and two together when some of the pushiest and most violent clients of Inferno suddenly started disappearing.

What Gangjae did for a living wasn’t a secret around this part of town, especially not to you. You were hyper-aware of it most of the time, from the way people acted around him to the warnings and gossip other girls at the club whispered when in the locker rooms. You were the exception to the rule when it came to his treatment of you, and you were well aware of your privilege. 

And that’s why you chose to ignore that part of him most of the time. 

“I’m fine,” you pacified him with a kiss on his neck, combing your fingers through his hair in a gesture you knew he enjoyed. “He just grabbed me, I screamed, and the security kicked him out. Nothing more.”

“Hmm,” he grunted in response, and you knew then that he would still go after the man no matter what you said. “Is tonight the night you leave this place for good?”

You rolled your eyes and leaned back to stare into his eyes.

“Not this again, please,” you said with a sigh. “I like it here. I like dancing.” You gave him a coy smile. “Don’t you like to see me dancing?”

“Oh, I love to see you dancing,” his answer was joined by a kiss on your chest, and you moaned as his lips grazed your nipple. “But I would rather be the only one to see you strip.”

“Jealous?”

“I never liked to share what’s mine,” he shrugged, smirking at the gasp you let out as his hand slid up to grab a tit. “Plus, I would sleep way better with you in my bed.”

“Are you asking me to move in with you, mister Do?”

“If that’s the word you wanna use, sure,” he replied with a scoff, his attention now solely on your chest.

You bit your lip as you felt him kiss and lick at your tits, mouth sucking on a nipple while his hand kneaded the other. You kept combing your fingers through his hair, thinking about what he had said to you.

This was not the first time he had tried to convince you to leave Inferno, but it was the first time he had ever implied a relationship several steps above what you had. Things with him had started easy and casual, and – while you weren’t sleeping with anyone else – you had never defined what you had. He was someone that you expected – to the point of obsession – to visit you at the club, but you had never even met outside of it. Everything with him was done in the dark, with a pop song in the background and the smell of smoke and sex in the air. When he left – with a final kiss that left you dizzy and a wad of cash on the table – that was it. Rinse and repeat.

Now, this… this was different. It made your heart race just thinking about it.

“If I’m yours… does that mean you’re also mine?” you asked, choosing your words.

He didn’t stop his ministrations at your chest at hearing your words, the only sign he had heard you being a small bite to the swell of your breast before he finally answered, “I don’t belong to anyone sweetheart, but you sure as hell belong to me.”

“Oh?” You couldn’t disguise the bite in your tone. “Is that so?” 

He grunted as you lightly pulled on his hair, leaving your chest to lean back against the couch to look into your eyes. They were heavy-lidded and dark, and you gulped as he slowly blinked at you, hands going around your body to pull you closer to him.

“Abso-fucking-lutely it is,” he said against your lips with the confidence of a man that knew damn well what he owned. “Why?” he asked with dangerous curiosity, index finger twirling around one of your locks. “Is there someone else I don’t know about?”

Danger, that voice in your head screamed. It sounded a lot like your mother.

“What if there is?…”

“Careful, baby…” his tone made you shiver, and you almost jumped out of his lap in surprise as he gave your ass a sharp spank. “I’m a playful guy, but don’t take a joke like that too far.”

“Or what?” you panted, grabbing his shoulders for support as he spanked you a second time.

You could feel him get hard under you, his warm cock pressing against your folds as you rolled your hips against him, wanting him inside you again. He grunted in your ear as he grabbed your hips to drag you across his hardening cock, smearing it with the juices practically dripping from your hot core.

“Or I would be forced to do things to ensure you’re mine and mine alone.”

“L-Like what?” you whispered, biting your lip as he almost slipped inside you.

“Like fucking you in front of everybody outside this room, pumping you full of my cum, and keeping you in my bedroom until you’re pregnant with my kid. In that order.”

A gasp left your lips as you stared at him with wide eyes and mouth agape. You felt your cheeks get warm as you replayed his words in your head, almost embarrassed at how your body reacted to his… confession? Threat? You couldn’t decide. You shook your head as you tried to find the words to answer, moaning instead as he captured your lips in his. You let yourself drown in that kiss, loving the way he consumed your mouth, body on fire as your cunt clenched around nothing, desperately wanting him to take you just as he promised he would.

“You don’t- you don’t mean that,” you managed to say after he broke the kiss, your heavy breathing mixing with his.

“Oh, but I do. I really fucking do.”

He entered you then with a swift movement of his hips, slowly and deep, his length touching that spot inside of you that made you close your eyes and open your mouth in pleasure. He grabbed your hips and forced you down until you took all of him in you, both moaning from the sensation of being joined again.

You yelped in surprise when he suddenly stood up with his cock still buried inside you before walking out of the private room, the curtain fluttering behind you as you went back to the main area. He barely gave you time to process it before you were unceremoniously laid down on an empty table, the loud song in the room drowning your moans as he started thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace.

You kept your eyes closed, aware that everyone in the room could watch you get fucked like a common whore. You squeezed your legs around him as he fucked into you harder, the sheer force of his thrusts enough to make you slide up the glass tabletop every time his hips slapped against the back of your thighs.

“Open your eyes, baby,” he commanded, rutting into you even deeper as he threw your legs over his shoulders. “See how scared they are to look at us fuck right in front of them.”

You opened your eyes at his words, their meaning resonating in your chest together with the loud music playing. You clenched around him as one of his hands touched your clit in expert circles, his thrusts never faltering even as he leaned over you to suck at your breast like a man starved. You hugged his head against your chest, head thrown back in ecstasy as you felt an orgasm build deep inside you.

“Gangjae, please, I- “

You were unable to finish your words as an orgasm replaced them with moaned screams, your back arching to get him as deeper in you as you possibly could. The head of his cock inside you only highlighted the feeling that blinded your vision, and your legs released his hips to shake at either side of his body as you came.

“You squeeze my cock just right, sweetheart,” he moaned against your ear, his thrusts growing erratic as he came close to completion. “Can’t wait to fill you up with my cum and drag you out of this place with it dripping down your leg for everyone to see.”

You only moaned in response, dragging your lips across every part of his skin you could reach in open-mouth kisses. Your brain had turned to mush, but you were aware of how much you wanted him to fill you up and make you completely and utterly his.

“Do it,” you gasped, almost screaming to make sure he heard you. “Make me yours. Now!”

He said nothing to that, his movements stopping as he sank into you one final time before you felt him fill you up, completely folding you in half as he used your body for support while he came.

You felt like you were on fire as he kissed you, consuming your mouth like he needed the air in your lungs to survive. You kissed him with the same passion, almost wishing you could stay together like this forever as you felt him break apart and pull out of you. You saw him as he looked around the room, a smirk on his lips, before sending you a wink and retreating to the private room you were in moments before.

That’s when you remembered where you were.

You didn’t dare look behind you as you sat straight on the table, still struggling to calm your breathing and your beating heart as you fully realized what had just happened. You had just fucked Do Gangjae, the most feared gang leader in Seoul, in front of a full room of both patrons and coworkers. It was one thing to do it in the privacy of a dark room like it was a dirty little secret, but it was something completely different to do it like this.

The man in question strutted out of the private room now fully dressed – apart from his jacket – and with a lit cigarette hanging on his lips. He didn’t say a word as he handed you the jacket, which you promptly wrapped around your naked form before standing up on shaky legs. He took your hand in yours and pulled you to him, stealing another kiss from his lips before winking at you with a smirk.

“Let’s take you home.”

[sm-entertain-me]

Wrong Place, Right Time (M)

Synopsis: You knew you didn’t belong in a club like Mango’s, the type of people surrounding you being wanted for all kinds of crime that you couldn’t even fathom committing. But after the day you had, all you wanted to do was let loose and forget about reality for at least one night. You were sure at least something in this club would make you forget… or someone that is.

Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader, adult language, smut, angst, depictions of violence, mentions of drugs and alcohol, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, exhibitionism, oral sex (female receiving), choking, biting, thigh slapping, creampie, strangers to lovers!au. Gangjae just fucks the shit out of you tbh.

Your throat burned harshly as you knocked back your shot of tequila, your face squishing up in discomfort from the pain that took over the length of your esophagus. Normally you would turn away from the liquid hell that was known as tequila, but considering you got stood up by a guy you had been seeing for a couple of months, you had reconsidered your tolerance for the horrid devil liquid. Due to the sheer amount that you ordered, the bartender thought it would be necessary to prod at you to hear what made you so forlorn.

After explaining your rather pathetic situation while trying to hold back tears, the bartender poured you yet another drink but assured you that this one would be on the house since you clearly deserved it after the night you had. Showing your gratitude, you nodded respectfully to the young man behind the bar while raising your glass to give you a sort of “thank you” toast. As you knocked the shot back, you saw a figure come in to your peripheral view, choosing to sit right next to you despite having tons of other chairs lining the bar.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here? You’re way too pretty to be hanging around here sexy. How about we get you out of here and back to my bedroom, huh?” The intrusive man propositioned next to you, flashing a sleazy grin as if his statement to you was something to be proud of. You could only imagine how deep of a scowl your face as you furrowed your brow, scoffing at him before turning your attention back to the bartender who was much better at conversation than the pig next to you. Not wanting to take no for an answer, the man returned your scowl and grabbed your wrist tightly, yanking you to look at him, “Hey, you listen to me when I’m talking to you bitch-.”

The man was going to continue his venom laced tirade on you until you felt his hand being ripped away from your wrist, you looking on to see that he had been quite literally yanked back by his shirt collar, being held firmly by a much more interesting looking man. He had a denim jacket with no undershirt to show off his impressive physique donned with a simple pair of black jeans, his hair styled slightly but not too much to the point where he was trying too hard. Once the man saw that he had your attention, he flashed you a quick wink before turning his attention back to the sleazeball who thought it was okay to put his hands on you, “Now is that anyway to treat a lady?”

“Fuck off Gangjae, this one’s mine,” The arrogant asshole seethed as he struggled to get out of the mystery man’s grasp, the man known as “Gangjae” tightening the grip he had on his collar to hear him choke out slightly. Gangjae refused to let up on the man as he shot daggers his way, not seeming to be convinced judging by the way he had resulted to forcefully grabbing onto your wrist moments ago. Instead of responding to the guy with words, Gangjae thought it would be more appropriate to slam him against the bar, reaching up to grip the back of his head and slamming his forehead against the bar with a loud thud.

Your eyes widened as you watched the rude guy’s head bounce off of the counter violently, instantly knocking him unconscious from the impact. His body slumped along the bar slowly until he was facedown on the ground, you watching his chest rise and fall slowly to indicate that he was still alive despite the rather gruesome way his head bounced off the bar. When you finally collected your thoughts and got over the fact that a man was just knocked out in front of you, you returned your attention to Gangjae who was now in the process of kicking the man’s body to the side while pulling out a bar stool to sit next to you.

“Sorry about that hun, I prefer to handle business in house instead of contacting the authorities,” Gangjae mused as he flashed a cheeky grin, looking over at the bartender and ordering his signature drink before he turned to look back at you. His eyes traveled all over your body in a not very subtle way, smirking as he focused on how your breasts filled your top perfectly while traveling back up to your plump lips. Typically you would roll your eyes and wave guys like this off, but he did just knock out some guy for you so it would be fair to hear him out... right?

Gangjae continued to admire your physique, licking his lips occasionally before he finally decided to use his words, “What’s a beautiful lady like you doing in a shithole like this? I mean, you see the kind of patrons that come here. You clearly don’t belong here.” With that, Gangjae had turned his body completely towards you, you trying all you could not to look down at his more than toned abdomen. Key word was “trying” as you ultimately failed, biting your lip as you admired the crevices with anything but innocent thoughts. Noticing how your eyes remained on his lower half, Gangjae decided to place his hand on your arm and stroke the skin tenderly before propositioning you for your name, “Tell me princess, what’s your name?”

You hesitantly revealed your identity to the dangerous man, the bartender behind the bar making sure to keep a watchful eye just in case Gangjae tried to pull anything like the guy did earlier. Despite his rather cold outer appearance, conversing with Gangjae was surprisingly delightful to talk to. He had a certain swagger about him that intrigued you, only emphasized by his shocking charisma. Gangjae could tell that you were comfortable with him, occasionally pushing the boundaries with you to place one of his hands on yours, caressing the skin slowly. This simple motion caused a dull heat to burn within you, waiting to be exploited.

Innocent touches and passing glances quickly turned into you resting your hand on Gangjae’s muscular arm while his hand ran up and down your scantily clad legs, his soft fingertips causing feeling like shockwaves on top of your bare thighs. Gangjae’s eyes darkened hen he realized you were letting him go higher on your thigh, eventually stopping just before the hem of your dress hanging loosely on at the tops of your thighs. His intense stare caused you to bite your lip, never taking your eyes away from his as you felt him give a playful squeeze to your thigh before propositioning, “These thighs are driving me absolutely mad babygirl, mind if I bury myself between them tonight?” 

Normally cheesy pickup lines like that would have no effect on you, most of the time resulting in you throwing your drink at the person who said it. But Gangjae wasn’t what you would consider “normal”. He was an up-and-coming drug dealer who knows how to handle business without getting authorities involved and judging by the way he was able to pretty much talk the panties off of you, he oozed enough charisma to convince a nun to do unspeakable things. And that was definitely something you could get behind, leaning in to the side of Gangjae’s face to lick the outer shell of his ear before whispering in his ear, “Lead the way.” 

It was apparent that Gangjae knew the owner of the club since his very presence parted the crowd like the Red Sea as a sign of a respect, and people would only be doing this if he was the owner or if he had connections. Gangjae made it very clear that he dabbles in cocaine, not real estate. But that doesn’t mean Gangjae would turn his nose up at the various perks that this club offered. Because he knew the owner, he was given free reign of the floorplan, quickly shuttling you off to a darker part of the club that was sort of sheltered away from everyone’s eyes. However, if someone focused hard enough, they would definitely be able to see what you and Gangjae were up to.

“Is there anywhere... More private?” You asked with a concerned tone, looking up at Gangjae who was already in the process of removing his jacket while you sat on the black satin couch. He chuckled at your question, shaking his head at you as he reached down to grip your chin in between his thumb and index finger, admiring your delicate features before responding, “Well I suppose there’s the bathrooms, but everyone would hear you screaming my name so that’s completely up to you...”

“Besides,” Gangjae began as he gave your cheeks a playful squeeze, releasing your chin in favor of leaning down to look you directly in the eyes before he began to sink to his knees. As he found a comfortable position on the ground, he gripped one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder, carefully positioning himself in between your steadily heating core. Gangjae made sure to maintain eye contact with you as he slipped his hand inside the fabric of your dress, slowly dragging his digits up your thighs until he crossed over to grip the fabric of your soaked panties, “Maybe that guy from earlier will see me face deep inside of you and realize how big of a mistake he made fucking with you. Sound like something you’d enjoy babygirl?”

The speed at which you nodded your head hopefully didn’t look too desperate to Gangjae as you allowed his fingers to pull your panties down your legs at an agonizingly slow pace, him smirking up at you as he watched you huff out impatiently. Gangjae could tell you would be fun to play with, chuckling as he finally pulled the panties completely off of you just to place them in his back pocket for safe keeping. Something told you that you probably wouldn’t be seeing that pair of panties ever again, but weren’t complaining as Gangjae grabbed your thigh roughly to hook your leg behind his head. The fun was only just beginning.

With one of his hands holding your other thigh to that it couldn’t interfere with his talent, the other one rested in Gangjae’s lap to palm his steadily hardening cock in an attempt to relieve the tension in his jeans. His eyes flicked up to make brief eye contact with you before returning his focus back to your dripping heat, licking his lips deliciously before plunging his face deep in between your hips. The second his lips enveloped around your throbbing clit, you knew you were in deep trouble. 

“Oh fuck,” You cried out, immediately throwing your hands behind your head to grab desperately at the fabric behind you to act as some sort of anchor to reality. Your words caused Gangjae to chuckle against your clit, the vibrations sending a pleasurable sensation through your lower abdomen almost immediately. The sensation made your hips jolt forward inadvertently, your legs wanting to close around Gangjae’s face but he kept his hand firm on your thigh to keep you still. In fact, he actually took his hand off briefly to deliver a scolding slap to your thighs to make sure you kept still. It was supposed to act as punishment, but by the way you moaned out wantonly, it was clear that you were enjoying the sharp stinging instead.

A devious smirk found its way onto Gangjae’s face as he repeated his motion, smacking your thigh slightly harder than before to hear your breath hitch in your throat. When he was certain you wouldn’t try to entrap his head with your luscious thighs, Gangjae continued to exploit the bundle of nerves that was screaming for stimulation with his talented tongue. He would constantly switch up his technique from sucking mercilessly on your pulsing clit, to taking his tongue and licking bold stripes up your slit to feel your thighs tremble in his grasp.

You no longer seemed to care that the other patrons of the club could see and possibly hear you, the only thing you seemed to care about was focusing on trying to focus on not losing your mind. But it was kind of hard since Gangjae had taken both of your thighs and wrapped them tightly around his face, groaning into your folds as he continued to eat you out like you were his last meal on Earth. You tasted like pure heaven to him and he needed to taste everything you were offering, even if that meant you painfully digging your nails into his scalp to leave imprints as reminders of his expert performance.

Just as you were about to let yourself be thrown into your passionate climax, you were met with the disappointing feeling of Gangjae’s tongue being ripped away from your painfully tightened core due to your orgasm being denied so quickly. Not knowing what was going on, you opened your eyes to look down at Gangjae with a quizzical look, partially pissed off that he ripped your orgasm away from you. Once you made eye contact with Gangjae, he simply wiggled his eyebrows at you while licking his lips slowly to relish in your taste, “Seems like we have a couple of spectators, so I figured we’d give them a show.”

At first you didn’t know what Gangjae was talking about when he mentioned spectators until you turned to the side to see that asshole from earlier, him sitting with his rough looking entourage while he sipped on his alcoholic drink slowly. You knew it was the same guy from earlier because he had a very sizeable gash on his forehead from Gangjae smacking his head against the bar, a smirk forming on your face as you gave him a teasing wave while Gangjae was busy hiking your dress up past your hip bones to reveal your naked cunt. Groaning out loudly from the delicious sight in front of him, he couldn’t help but grab at your hips roughly to pin you underneath him so he could join you on the couch, preparing himself to ruin you properly.

With you pinned directly underneath Gangjae, you were completely at his mercy as he shoved his thick cock deep inside of your aching slit, you groaning out from the stretch. Gangjae was kind of enough to still his hips to allow the dull pain in your abdomen to subside before he reached down to wrap your leg around his hips, instructing you to hold on tight for your benefit. If you didn’t do as he said, you ran the risk of possibly getting fucked off  of the couch. Although that would be quite the story, you did as Gangjae instructed by wrapping not one but both of your legs around his hips to hold you in place. 

Now that Gangjae was certain you were ready to have your guts rearranged, he flashed a toothy grin before holding one of your hips against the cushion below you while the other one supported his weight on the side of your face. He then pulled his hips back so his cock could glide out of you just to ram back into the exact position he was in, your sensitive walls feeling every single vein and throb with each delicious thrust into your heat. It didn’t take long for Gangjae to get used to fucking you hard, grunting with each thrust as his grip tightened on your hip to keep you anchored.

“Gangjaaaee,” You cried out as you dug your heels into his lower back, bringing him closer to you so that his face was mere inches in front of yours. In your passionate thinking, you immediately reached up to grab at his shoulders to pull him down, crashing your lips onto his as he continued to thrust into you at backbreaking speeds. As Gangjae’s lips crashed into yours, you couldn’t help but moan against him while digging your nails into his glistening back. Gangjae was pretty surprised that you were the one that enacted the first kiss of the night, but he certainly got the last laugh as he slipped his tongue past your lips.

Gangjae’s strokes became more calculated as he continued to fuck you into the couch below you, tearing his lips off of yours to kiss along your neck in favor of hearing your high pitched moans. Even though the music of the club may have been loud enough to drown out your moans, Gangjae could hear them perfectly as he continued to kiss and nip along the sensitive skin of your neck. He was determined to mark you up as his, wanting to show that asshole from earlier and literally any other potential lover or yours that Gangjae was the one fucking your brains out tonight.

The longer Gangjae tended to the needs of your neck, the higher your moans would get in pitch. Every time Gangjae heard you moan out for him, you swore you could feel his cock throb wildly deep inside of you, continuing to thrust into you without any concern for who could see you two. After a particularly hard bite to the junction of your neck, he made sure to soothe the skin with a delicate swipe of his tongue before removing his lips completely. Gangjae wanted to admire his masterpiece, smirking down at you as he studied each side briefly before resulting to gripping your throat in his hand.

Your eyes began to roll back inside your skull due to the increased euphoria brought on by Gangjae’s careful grip, making sure his grip on your throat didn’t cut off your air in a dangerous way. He absolutely adored the feeling of your neck pulsing in his hand, nestling his lip in between his pristine teeth while he watched your mouth hang open to moan out for him. You looked like the sexiest vixen Gangjae had ever laid eyes on, no longer being able to hold himself back as he snapped his hips into your backside so hard that you were convinced you would bruise in the morning. But that didn’t seem to matter to you as you finally reached your heavenly climax.

Pathetic whimpers mixed with sinful moans let Gangjae know that you were cumming, as if the merciless throbbing of your walls suffocating his cock wasn’t enough to let him know. Gangjae was simply mesmerized by the lewd faces you were making as your whole body shuddered, you crying out silently thanks to Gangjae still cutting off your airway slightly. Safe to say he was relieved that you came before him because he was sent tumbling into his climax shortly after, the addictive feeling of your walls hugging his cock contributing significantly to the process. 

Sweat dripped off of both of your bodies as you lay still underneath Gangjae, him breathing heavily on top of you as you slowly massages his bare back. Neither one of you were in any shape to move, so you two remained in a very hot yet intimate embrace. You were rather surprised that someone like Gangjae was allowing you to be so touchy feely with him considering he had this cool exterior to him, but you weren’t complaining as he playfully nuzzled his face into the valley of your breasts that your dress showed off wonderfully tonight. He knew that he might be in this position for a while, so he might as well get comfortable while he’s at it.

You were delightfully surprised when Gangjae offered to drive you home, you gladly taking his offer since this would be saving you over $40 for an Uber ride on a Saturday night. The car ride home was pleasantly comfortable despite the two of you doing unspeakable things on that couch, sharing interests and chatting about things that old pals would normally chat about. When the two of you got to your house, you made sure to give Gangjae a kiss that he couldn’t help dipping a generous helping of his tongue into, you scolding him playfully after pulling away. Before you left him for the night, you made sure to give your contact information and told him to call you whenever he was ready for another encounter.

As you entered your apartment, you felt your phone begin to vibrate repeatedly in your clutch to reveal you were getting a phone call. Curious about who it could be, you reached for your phone to reveal an all too familiar name. Smirking to yourself, you clicked the “answer call” button and spoke with a slight chuckle in your voice.

“Already Gangjae?”

[euphoniumpets]

Hi☺️ just want to say I love your work, you are a great writer and thank you so much for taking requests for My Name! 💕

Could we please get another Do Gang Jae fic. Smut with a bit of fluff too maybe at the end? 😍

I can't help it, I love him so much! I wish we got to see more of him in the show. I honestly thought he was gonna turn out differently at the start 😩

Thank you!

Always on my mind | Do Gangjae

Summary: Having a relationship inside of Dongcheon was forbidden when you arrived at the place. That was all until when you met Gangjae and he noticed you and ever since, you had always been on his mind. What will happen when his desire takes over and break that rule?

A/n: I suck at summaries especially when it is complicated ones lmao. Anyway, thank you for not being a nonnie because i feel lonely if i can describe it lmao when i write these request because I don't get to know you guys :( don't be afraid i don't bite! AND YES i felt bad for him of how he turned out in the show bcz he had so high hopes.. DO YOU SEE HOW INNOCENT HE LOOKS IN THIS GIF I FOUND?

Warnings: smut, nsfw, 18+ minors dni, sexual content, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), fingering, steamy sex, and pls give me holy water and forgive me father for i've sinned for writing this fic.

Ever since you stepped inside of Dongcheon, you had always been on his mind. He didn't care if your hair wasn't brushed or that you looked like you didn't slept for days at all. He was mesmerized as soon you stepped inside those doors and never looked back.

Ever since you were always in his mind. He would see you when he slept, trained with the others or when he was doing something else.

Gangjae wouldn't describe himself as a shy person, he was intiative and always took the step out first before anyone did it. But something about you made him nervous when he was around you.

A question was always left his mind because he wanted to know why you joined Dongcheon out of all places when you could go into university or get a better job. That made him curios about you and he wanted to know more about you.

He knew the rules of course, that attachment was forbidden when you had arrived considering that you were the second woman beside Jiwoo.

He didn't know why he felt so drawn to you.

It was 9 pm and he couldn't sleep. As always, he couldn't get off the image of your smile when he got to see it for the first time today when he saw you and Jiwoo talking.

Letting out a sigh, he approached towards the gym when he heard the boxing noises when he approached it closer. He frowned when he saw the small light streaming from the room of the hallway.

He was surprised when he saw you with the boxing gloves around your hands as you kept punching the bag in front of you.

You panted as you let out a grunt before you threw another punch on the bag. You couldn't sleep and you thought you could waste your energy on some more training. You had been lacking off lately and Mujin wasn't happy with your results.

''Hey,'' You snapped your head in surprise when you saw Gangjae in front of you as he leaned on the fence. You didn't even notice that he was in the gym. ''Hey,'' You let out a breath, feeling embarassed that you didn't even notice him standing there.

''How long have you been standing there?'' You questioned as you wiped the sweat on your forehead. ''Not long,'' he replied with a smile on his face. ''How long have you been here?'' He asked as you glanced at the clock on the wall.

''After dinner,'' You answered as he widened his eyes. ''Have you been here for, what? three hours?'' He asked shocked. ''I need to train more, Choi Mujin told me that my training has been sloppy,'' You replied.

''Let me help you,'' He offered.

''Are you sure?'' You asked him.

''Yeah, come on, I will help you,'' He responded as he walked away to take some boxinghands before he stood in the middle of the gym. You stared at him blankly as he let out a chuckle towards your expression. ''Don't worry, I will go easy on you,'' He teased you as you rolled your eyes before walking closer.

''Ready?'' He asked as the two of you were ready in your positions. You took a deep breath as you nodded before he threw a punch towards you. You tried to remember all the weak spots that Choi Mujin taught you and Jiwoo as you defended yourself from his punches.

Gangjae threw a punch on your stomach and flipped you over on the ground. You let out a grunt before you flipped yourself up and punched him again. He dodged your punch before he flipped you on the ground, keeping you locked so you couldn't get released from his grip. You grunted as you tried to wriggle out his grip as you saw his face in front of you.

He continued to try and hold you still on the ground and you swore you could see his eyes flicker down on your lips. You knew what he was thinking and he knew what you were thinking.

''We shouldn't do it,'' You whispered as you looked into his eyes.

''I don't care,'' He responded before he met his lip against yours. You let out a small moan when you felt him kiss you - hard on the lips as his hands moved towards your back as you could feel your legs wrap around his waist. You let out a sigh when you wrapped your arms around his neck, dragging him closer to your body before you let go to catch your breath.

You both breathed heavily before he attacked your mouth again as you felt him lift you from the ground. You was so caught up at kissing him when you didn't even realize until now when he had led you to his room.

You let out a small thump when you felt him throw you on the mattress and watched him undress his sweaty shirt and his boxers down. You did the same and when you were done, he crawled on top on you as he kept sending kisses all over your body.

You let out a sigh when you felt him kiss on your chest before it trailed over to your neck. You let out a surprised gasp when you felt his palm go under your panties as you could feel the wettness as he rubbed your clit in small movements. ''Gangjae,'' You gasped his name as he continued to kiss on your neck.

You gasped when you felt him put a finger inside you as he kept pumping in and out of your pussy in a rhythm. ''Say my name again,'' He mumbled into your neck as you kept whimpering in front of you.

''Gangjae,'' You moaned as his free hand gripped your left wrist against the mattress. Your hips buckled against him as the pressure inside of your stomach grew. ''Such a good girl for me, yeah?'' He mumbled as you let out a whimper from your mouth.

He released his mouth from your neck before he buried his head between your breasts. You kept moaning for him and when you felt about to cum, he released his fingers from your cunt. ''What are you doing?'' You asked him, annoyed as he let out a chuckle towards your behavior. ''Tonight, I only want you to cum on my cock,'' He told you before he kissed you.

You saw his hardening cock in front of you as it made your mouth water towards the sight. He placed his body between your legs as he spread your legs even wider. You let out a small moan when you felt him grind his cock on your wet cunt in front of you.

''Please,'' You pleaded him since you were done being teased by him. You heard him let out a chuckle as he placed the tip of his cock on the entrance. You sucked a breath in when you felt the tip.

Before you even know it, you let out a surprise gasp when you felt him slip inside of you. You gripped the bedsheets tightly as both of you moaned out loud towards the europhic feeling.

''Gangjae,'' You moaned when you felt his head bury of your neck as you gripped tightly on his shoulders. His cock stretched you out with pleasure. ''God, you're so tight,'' He muttered before he began to move. His pace began to go slow before you urged him to go quicker.

He continued to go a quicker pace as he listened to your moans that sounded like music to his ears. You could feel that you were close and he began to quicken his pace even further. Then, like the time had frozen, you felt your stomach tighten as an euphoric feeling came washing through you.

The two of you said nothing for a while as you catched your breath. Gangjae let out a sigh before he lifted his head up from your neck as you saw him grin before giving you a kiss. His limb cock slipped out as he walked towards the bathroom to clean him up. He walked out and towards you with a towel in his hand as he helped you clean up before the two of you went back to bed.

You didn't spoke for a while as you could feel his warmth body and enjoyed each other presence. ''Why did you join Dongcheon?'' He asked and cut the silence. He trailed his fingers on your arm as he had his left arm wrapped around you.

''I came here to look after my father,'' You responded with a sigh.

''After my mom died, she told me that he was part of this organization,'' You answered as you looked up and met his eyes.

''My mom got killed after I decided to join,'' You revealed as you looked down and trailed your fingers into small pattern on his abs.

''I will help you find him,'' He responded as you looked at him with a frown. ''Really?'' You questioned. After you was told that your dad left you, and then later your mom died, you didn't had anyone to trust before when you met Gangjae.

''Whatever you go through, I'll go through it with you,'' He replied with a soft smile on his face. You smiled as you nodded and placed your head onto his shoulder as you could feel him drag you closer to his body.

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Taglist: @ny-meriaa

Word Count: 1k

Summary: gangjae sees her for the first time

prologue | part 1

Not all villains wear capes and destroy the world. Some of them wear suits with their hair styled back, and have a heart.

Twenty one years ago, on this day, a bundle of joy came into Mujin's world; and he never expected it, his life revolved around drugs, guns, and all the underground scene. He recently just built the hotel he named Liber near the north port and dispatched a few of his men from his organization Dongcheon, inside to the same said hotel.

Carrying the baby in his arms, his face softened as he watched the baby sleep peacefully. He named his first child Y/N, a daughter. Though he knew nothing of raising a child, he hired nurses and maids who he could trust in looking after his child.

At the age of three, he brought Y/N for the first time inside Liber. The little girl holding onto his hand tightly, hugging his leg as the men gathered around her, finding their boss' daughter small and adorable. Giving her a tour around the hotel, he found Y/N slowly warming up to his men, waving her small hands at them and giving them high fives. Y/N even warmed up to his secretary, who the posh elderly woman found her cute.

At the age of six, Mujin brought his daughter to Busan, acquiring the temple as his hermitage. He clearly remembers his daughter's reaction to seeing the ocean for the first time. There was something in her eyes that glimmered and brought a wide smile on her small face. He promised himself that in the near future, he'd buy them a house by the ocean.

At the age of nine, he was running late to pick Y/N up from school, he didn't know that she was waiting for him for four hours.

"Are you Y/N's father?" A woman asks as she slowly and quietly opened the door.

"Yes" Mujin replied

A sigh of relief escaped the woman's lips. "She's sleeping on the couch" the woman further opened the door, letting him in. And there was Y/N, sleeping soundly on the cough with a blanket covering her legs.

Scooping her in his arms, Mujin carried her out and into the car.

At the age of twelve, parents were not happy with the idea that drug man's daughter is in a school with their children. Many of them protested to have her expelled, whenever they see Y/N, she's always the subject of their snarky remarks and hateful glarings. Mujin ordered his secretary to appeal to the school, investing millions just so the institution would go against the parents' protests and that Y/N has never lifted a single finger to hurt her classmates.

Which is true, but this brought a different kind of wave of sadness to Y/N. She didn't know why they hated her so much, though her father's secretary told her that she didn't have anything to worry about, she couldn't help it. And that was the first time Y/N slept crying for the first time.

At the age of fifteen, Mujin wondered what were Y/N's likes and dislikes. Three years ago, he started to become immersed with his line of work, oftenly in his office and never at home. Though he tried messaging and calling her, it was not enough. So he sent his secretary to check up on her, oftenly asked the maids if she was behaving well, to his surprise, Y/N was more than well - excelling in everything she does but didn't cared if she had friends or not and always asked his men if her father was coming home each night.

He found himself at a tart shop in Busan, eyeing the different flavors they offered for him. He was told by his secretary that she likes sweets.

"You have a woman waiting for you in Seoul?" Donghoon asks, clasping a hand on his shoulder as he stood beside him.

"It's Y/N's birthday today" Mujin says, eyes still scanning the different flavored tarts. "And I don't know which flavor she likes"

"You can always get the assorted ones. Playing safe." Donghoon pointed at the tart cake with different flavors. "Y/N is older than my daughter" He spoke again.

In the end, Mujin ended up buying the tart cake with different flavors. Before they could reach back Seoul, he told Taeju to stop at a flower shop and bought white lilies in a woven basket.

At the age of eighteen, Mujin felt thankful for Y/N's creation of the black cat virus. Though it was created a year ago, but because of it, they were able to track down which among his men had a duplicity. And Mujin didn't hesitated to kill Donghoon that night.

And today, he was bringing her to Dongcheon's gym for the first time, as there would be a competition amongst the new members to see who would ascend up the ranks of the organization. As the three of them (along with Taeju) entered the place, every men stopped and turned to look at them and instantly bowed their heads in ninety degrees angle.

Except for one person, he bowed his head slightly and continued to stare at the woman besides his boss. He's heard of stories from the others that he had a daughter, and now, the rumour is true. And he found her to be his ideal type - slim body, pretty face, firm busts and smooth legs, he couldn't stop staring at her until-

pow!

A punch collided his face that made him fall onto the floor, but instead of being angry, he found himself still smiling like an idiot at the thought of her.

"Hey, if you have time ogling at our boss' daughter, make sure you know when an incoming punch is coming for you too." They laughed together before he helped him get up from the floor, he turned to give her a look one last time, but he caught her staring at him too.

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[mynamefreak]

hi! i have a request, could you write do gangjae x fem reader, where both are located in the time of dongcheon, and when he loses, she comforts him, making him understand that losing is fine, something like super healthy and soft, preventing that gangjae become a psycho, please💌 (sorry for my bad english haha)

Idiot

Pairing: Do Gang-jae x f!reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Just you, comforting Gang-jae after his lost fight

Requested?: Yes

A/n: It's short as hell and I'm not entirely happy with it, but I hope it's okay <3

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A good few hours have passed since the fight. The time of screaming was over. Now Gang-jae was indifferent, laughing at himself.

You held ice to his eye, trying not to hurt him. You saw the fight. You saw all this shit. And you saw Ji-woo punch him in the face. But you were there for him.

- I'm a fucking loser. - He mocked himself, while nothing else whirled in his head except the fight.

- You know that's not true. - You looked at him, rubbing your hand against his skin. You knew how much he wanted to win. And you knew him perfectly well. It was not a simple loss for him. He kept telling himself that you have to be a loser to lose and also with a girl.

- True as fuck. She thinks she's so awesome?

You dropped the ice bag and sat across from him, clutching his cheeks. You rested his head on your chest, looking deep into his eyes.

- Gang-jae, please. This is really not a good way of thinking.

You placed an affectionate kiss on his forehead, looking back at him.

- You tried as hard as you could. You did your best. But you have to be prepared for the fact that you cannot always win in life. And losing is not a bad thing. - You looked at him, trying to reason with him. - I may sound stupid to you now, but I'm telling you the truth. You are an amazing man. Your fighting technique and skills are amazing! I believe that you will have a chance to prove your importance. I know how hard you've worked these years. I can see it. Tae-ju sees it. And I guarantee you that Mu-jin sees it too.

He watched sitting silently. Eyes resting on your skin as his hand rubbed your hip.

- She came from nowhere. It was so close and she would be over. Maybe without her-

- Gang-jae, don't do anything stupid. Please. - You turned gaze on him. You didn't want to watch him torment himself over failure. - We are just humans. People have the right to fail. If you are patient, you will get what you want. Please. Trust me.

He sighed, resting his forehead on your chest as if he had given up.

- I know it will bite you for a while. I know how important it was to you. And I know it's not an ordinary fight. But if you want to be someone, you have to be able to recover from failure. - You raised his head, resting your forehead on his. You brushed his hair back, giving him a little kiss on the nose. - And to me, you already are someone.

You noticed that a small smile was forming on his lips.

- You're boring.

You clicked your tongue with resignation, and he rose a little. He shifted your position completely, causing you to lie on his chest now. He put his arms around you.

- And you're an idiot.

- Your idiot. - he added.

You loved that idiot. How could you not love him.

Of course, all of this didn't make him feel much better right away, but it did help anyway. Feeling you in your arms made him feel good. Gang-jae was tough, he was rude, he was sarcastic and he could be a piece of bastard. But with you, at least for a moment he was able to forget what he must be like. The laugh of his, which sounded like a crazy one, had its charm. And listening to him allow himself to talk about whatever he wanted, as much as he liked, and knowing that he was acting this way around you gave you a feeling of warmth and happiness.

~MNF

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[peaxhxhair]

Imagine Gangjae coming home after a ‘mission’, covered in blood. When you first started dating, it would have been concerning to see him with so much blood on him. Now, it was almost a daily occurrence for him to come home with at least some blood on him.

It was difficult to even mention what he did, and how he ended up practically drenched in the red substance, yet he wasn’t shy when it came to the clean up. The second he finds you in your little apartment, he’ll ask you to join him in the shower. Well, Gangjae isn’t exactly the type to ask.

Most of the time, he’ll either drag you there or pick you up. He’ll only really ask when you two have had an argument, or if you’re particularly on edge one day. It’s difficult for you to say no to him, even if his entire body resembles a crime scene. At least he bothers to clean it off.

Showering with you was something he seemed to enjoy quite a bit, but only when he comes home from ‘work’. At first, you assumed it was some kind of scare tactic, but you figured out that it was because he thinks he’s away from you for too long. He’ll often find a way to drench himself in blood in order to have that moment with you, which you found a little bit gross, but if he thinks it’s that important then you’ll let it slide.

[peaxhxhair]

Hi!!! Can you please write headcanons for Mujin, Taeju and Gangjae crushing on a gn reader? Thank you in advance 💞

A/n: HEYY! Thank you SO SO much for the request!! TO BE HONEST this started off well and ended up with me kinkshaming Gangjae a little bit LMAOOO- Hope you enjoy!<3

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Choi Mujin

I REALLY want to believe he’d lay on his bed and kick his feet like a schoolgirl while thinking about you, but unfortunately that just isn’t the case LMAOO.

He probably wouldn’t admit that he even has a crush.

If he did admit that to himself, he wouldn’t keep it a secret for very long.

NOT good at communication, but will do other things to show his affection. I.e: gift giving.

Once he realizes that he has a crush on you, he’ll become more attentive - focusing on the things you like, things you like to do, etc.

Love Language? Gift giving.

He’ll start buying you things, even if you hadn’t mentioned that you wanted it.

If you call him out on it, he’ll say something like. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop” He doesn’t, but he’ll keep his spending to smaller things - stuff you’d find useful.

Sometimes he’ll call you into his office just so he can see you.

If you ask what he wants, he’ll fumble over his words in an attempt to find an excuse.

If you’re single, he’ll likely just tell you outright that he’s into you. Though, he’d likely do it over text or leave you a nice little letter.

If you already have a partner, he’ll keep it to himself.

WILL consider murdering them, but tries his best not to. If you like them that is.

If your partner is being cruel to you, and it’s clear that you’re scared or unhappy with them - he will kill them. He’ll make it look like an accident though.

He doesn’t want you to think he’ll hurt you.

He’ll follow you with his eyes from across the room - making sure you’re okay.

Not the type of guy to blush, but he’ll get a little uncomfortable when you’re too close to him - adjusting his tie awkwardly.

VERY patient with you.

Will do anything for you.

When he finally gets around to telling you how he feels, he’ll avoid you for a while - worried that you won’t feel the same.

He’ll get so happy when you tell him about your crush on him - though he’ll struggle to show it, not having felt such strong emotions before.

Jung Taeju

I love him but this bastard will not realize he has feelings for you.

Like that scene where they talk about the girl from the shop.

“It’s not like that” Baby, yes it is???

Literally will not even think about it until Mujin is like “you and them are close, right?”

It becomes SO obvious to him once someone else points it out to him.

He’s definitely embarrassed about it.

Avoids you like the fucking plague. You’re in the gym when he wants to be? He was never there.

CANNOT be professional around you.

Mujin thinks it is SO funny??

You two get paired together for tasks because his crush is so obvious.

It’ll be boring tasks like stacking papers; Mujin does NOT trust him in this state.

Extra points if you’re oblivious.

His face will be all red and you’ll be like. “You got a cold or something?”

EXTRA extra points if he’s oblivious to your crush on him.

Bring him lunch on a busy day? He just thinks you’re being nice.

His Love language? Acts of service.

Will silently do your work for you. Even if you’re not struggling with it.

He’ll just do it, and then you’re confused because you have nothing to do.

Sometimes he’ll tell you that he did it for you. Other times he’ll leave you thinking your job is just really easy.

I think that he would struggle to tell you.

You know who would tell you? Mujin would tell you.

He’d tell you casually, but it would probably send you into a frenzy.

If you confront him about it, he’ll get all nervous, but will tell you.

His ears will go all red and he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

When you tell him that you have feelings for him too, he’ll be happy about it, but will be SO awkward around you for the first few days of your relationship.

…Can you tell that he’s my babygirl?

Do Gangjae

Not at all quiet about his crush on you.

If he could, he’d sing it from the rooftops.

Ever seen ‘the next step’? He’s Eldon.

Bonus points if you play hard to get.

WILL BEG??

Literally shameless.

If he asks you out and you reject him, he’ll probably fucking grovel at your feet - on his knees.

Slightly less INSANE if you already have a partner; will probably just get a little upset about it.

Fucking boombox outside of your window type beat.

Your crush on him is probably quite obvious too - you just like seeing him work for you. He’ll keep asking because he knows you like it.

He’ll buy you your favorite flowers and ask “Will you go out with me?” And when you say no, he’ll squeal like a child and huff for a while.

When you finally agree to go out with him, he’d be so quick to kiss you - picking you up and spinning you around.

If he could click his heels together, he totally would.

He probably has a thing for being rejected.

Rejecting him would continue on into your relationship.

You’d reject him and he’ll act all sad and one of your friends will be like “you guys have been dating for two years??”

Will still have the biggest crush on you even while you’re dating.

10x worse if you marry him.

You’d show him your outfit for the day and he’ll be like. “hehe that’s my partner/spouse”

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Hi! I was wondering if you could write smut about Do Gang-jae? (X reader ofc) And the prompt could be like they had a really bad argument where the reader was really mad and yk where it goes, that or one where reader is on their period cuz yk him🌚 It's completely fine if not! I did read your rules and all that, anyways thank you!

(I really like your writing btw)

Pairing: Do Gangjae x GN! Reader Warnings: Mentions of periods, blood, Cocaine, G*ngjae. 18+ CONTENT, *No use of y/n in this fic*, smut, AFAB reader (No gendered pronouns used for the reader), cunnilingus, p in v sex, (idk what to tag smut as icl) ~ A/n: Ahhhh Thank you for the request! <3 ( I haven't written for Gangjae in so long that it was a STRUGGLE finding the banner LMAO) Anyway hope you enjoy! ~ *Slight headcanon that Gangjae just drinks blood for the fun of it. He'd probably be a vampire in a past life*

My name - MASTERLIST

You were fuming. Not for any particular reason, but there was a feeling in your gut that told you to be angry at everything. What didn't help was the overbearing clients and lines of coke getting in your way at every opportunity. The amount of time you cleaned the bar, only for a new line of the white substance to show up was infuriating. Okay, maybe you did have a reason to be annoyed.

"What the fuck is up with you today?" Gangjae grunts at you, clearly fed up with you slamming shit around his bar. This was your second glass in an hour that you had cracked due to your need to slam things onto the marble counter, and Gangjae wasn't having any of it.

The music was too loud, and there were too many drunk bastards for you to care about how good your customer service was. It didn't help that you were on your period - those times making you feel a lot worse than you should. The cramps that shot up your back and sides made it almost impossible for you to focus on anything important, and maybe that was obvious to everyone around you.

Gangjae had obviously been the first to figure out that you were going to be a massive bitch the entire day. Although he had never seen you with such a big stick up your ass. That was something he had yet to really figure out - sneaking glances at you as he pretended to work, something he rarely did even in his own organisation.

Eventually, he grew tired of your shit, and just decided to ask.

The questions had caught you off guard - but you knew what he was getting at. Still, you had no idea what to say to him. What? You were on your period and very annoyed that people kept doing drugs on your freshly polished counters? Or that when he looked at you like that - with that anger in his eyes that made you feel like you had done something wrong - in fact made you extremely horny? Why would you tell him that? When you couldn't even think about fucking him when you were leaking a third of your bodies blood - a cycle which you would rather not have at all? Yeah, that sounded like itwould go down well.

"Nothing" You utter after a second, shifting your eyes back to the stacks bottles you were attempting to organise - which you had already reorganised three times before. It's when you feel his hand on the small of your back that you finally tense up - an inevitable when you can feel his breath on your neck.

"Don't give me that. What's wrong?" His words this time were softer - a tactical choice. You couldn't stay mad when he talked to you like that - like he actually cared about your wellbeing - and he knew that. Gangjae knew he had you in the palm of his hand from the way you relaxed into his touch, a soft grumble leaving your lips.

Still, your eyes focused on the glass bottle in your hands, struggling to even look at him - not when you knew you'd just start telling him things in the very crowded bar. You let out a noise as his cold hands reached under your shirt to grab your waist.

The way you twitch under his touch tells him all he really needs to know, and you could practically feel his smile in your neck as he kisses your skin. "It's time for your break, don't you think?" Gangjae's tone is barely above a whisper, but he made sure that it was the only thing you could hear.

Well, you couldn't exactly deny his offer now, could you? Not when you had been thinking about him all day.

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"Are you sure about this?" The question was hesitant, mixed with your low gasps and pants as Gangjae kisses down your stomach. He grunts against your skin, pinching your skin between his teeth as a warning. A warning to shut the fuck up. His bite only made you body arch towards him.

"Shut up an' take 'em off" He pulls at the belt loops of your trousers, before he unbuttoned them for you. He didn't exactly want to waste any time, even after you had told him what your problem really was. If anything he was more eager this way - ready to devour you. He had never mentioned this alleged kink to you - but you couldn't complain when he was doing it with you.

It's awkward and needy the way you pull them off, along with your underwear - though he does help a little, chucking them across the room so that they land somewhere across the floor. His hands caress your thighs as he looks up at you - a grin splattered across his face. His eyes return to your glistening heat - staring long enough for you to begin to question him.

"You don't have to if you don't- oh~" Your original sentence being cut off in your throat as Gangjae's lips attach to your clit - then moving to lap at your folds. Your hands shoot into his hair - hips bucking as he attacks you with his tongue.

"You like that?" Your eyes roll at his question - pulling at his hair at some weak attempt at revenge, not enjoying the fact that his tongue had returned to his mouth. Of course he would pull some shit like this - you knew he got a rise out of teasing you.

"I'd like it if you shut up" A grumble leaves your lips, attempting to push his head back down, only for him to grab your wrist. Gangjae frustrated you at the best of times, and now that he was denying you the pleasure that he had promised just made you whine at him. The noise of complaint left your lips as you squirms against his touch.

Gangjae's hands gripped your thighs, your uncomfortable shifting making him grin. He licks the blood from his lips - just watching you squirm and twitch against him turning him on even more. "Gangjae~ I need you.." You hand moves to grip his chin - thumb grazing against his bottom lip.

As much as he liked watching you squirm, the way you were begging for him made it hard for him to keep his dick in his pants. At first, when he pulls away, you actually think he'd going to leave you there - aching for him.

Instead, he unbuckles his belt. The way he pulls his cock out of his pants has your legs trembling, and how he looks at you let's you know that you couldn't touch it, no matter how much you wanted to rub your thumb against his glistening tip.

"Gangejae~ I fuckin' hate you so much. Such a tease~" Your knees hugged his hips in an attempt to pull him closer - only for him to grip your knees and push them up to your chest he positions his tip against your hole.

He presses his lips against yours, and you could taste your blood as you kissed him. Your hands shoots to his shoulders as he begins pushing into you - whimpering against his lips. The stretch practically made your lungs hurt - a shallow pant falling from you as your nails dig in to his skin.

He's nice enough to let you catch your breath, though only for a second before he's thrusting into you. hands pressed firmly on the back of your knees.

"Ah~ 's too much" You fumble, head falling back into the mattress - the slapping of his hips against your ass made it hard for your eyes to not roll into the back of your head. Still, as noises fall from your lips, he slows down.

"You want me to stop?" The feeling of him against your walls was hard to let go of, and you bucked your hips into his - not exactly pleased with the idea of him pulling out.

"Please don't stop~" How could he deny you that? When you were falling apart beneath him. He can't even take his eyes off of you for more than a minute - the dopey tears in your eyes and your flushed face making it hard for him to tease you for too long.

So, he picks up his pace again, his eyes entirely focused on your face. He only looks down when his thumb moves to your clit - the skin of his thumb turning red from your blood.

It's when he knows that you're about to cum that he shoves his thumb into your mouth, making you taste your own blood. It's harsh on your tongue, and if you weren't so close you would have scolded him for it. Still, the way he man-handled your jaw just got you closer - finally coming undone under him as your body twitched. Gangjae keeps his pace - but they become harsher, until his hips jerk and he's spilling his seed into you hole - a low grunt leaving his lips. Gangjae's head falls onto your shoulder as he finally lets go of your legs - bucking his cum into you.

Your whimpering at his slow thrusts, your voice muffled by his hand. When he finally pulls out, he finally gets a look at his cum spilling out of your hole - mixed with your blood. Well, he couldn't just leave it like that, could he?

Gangjae chuckles as you complain about him pulling away, but your complaining stopped quickly when his tongue was on your hole again - lapping up your blood. He doesn't even realise you're cumming again until your legs are around his head - having been to focused on tasting you.

He pats your thighs gently as he chuckles - pulling away so that he can get a look at you. "Still angry?" He asks, and you suddenly begin to wonder why you took a break in the first place. You roll your eyes at his words, attempting to sit up, only to fall back into the matress at how weak he had made you.

"I am now that you're talking" You grumble, your lack of breath making it seem unconvincing. Gangjae grins - clearly not too bothered by annoying you, since your legs were still over his shoulders after all.

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My Name -> Fanfiction

-> Do Gangjae

-> Jung Taeju

-> Choi Mujin

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Money Talks (M)

Synopsis: You’re the most sought after dancer in the club, always getting suitors to beg you to come home with them in exchange for empty promises of marriage, riches, and everything your heart desires. You’ve heard every line in the book and we’re unimpressed with each attempt to say the least. Until one night when a new drug lord has eyes only for you and won’t take no for an answer. (Based on the hit Netflix series My Name starring Chang Ryul, Park Heesoon, Han Sohee, and Ahn Bohyun)

Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader, stripper!reader, patron!Gangjae, adult language, smut, pole dancing, lap dancing, mentions of drugs and smoking, thigh riding, dry humping, spanking, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, choking, marking, creampie. PURE FILTH.

The pulsating bass of the music in the club could be felt through your six inch heels as you danced flirtatiously around the gold plated pole, smirking and winking at your patrons as they never peeled their eyes away from your breasts that were basically spilling out of your stage garments. All of the men that surrounded the stage were throwing millions of won at your scantily clad body, screaming your name as you gyrated your hips against the pole, relishing in the euphoric feeling you got every single time you performed.

Stripping off your last piece of clothing until you were standing in nothing but nipple pasties in the shape of x’s and your tiny hot pants that crept up your ass to show off all the delicious curves of your asset, you climbed up the pole for your last move to finish out your routine. As you hooked your leg around the smoothed metal, you made sure you were secure before you let go completely, allowing your legs to hold you up as you extended your frame to show off every nook and cranny to your paying gentleman callers.

Cheers erupted for you as you slid down the pole to end your set, bowing graciously to each side of the stage to show your gratitude, as required by your contract with Club Excelsior. You were to treat the club’s members as gods, revering them for their social status and ability to drop millions of won without even batting an eye. It also didn’t help that most of them were drug dealers and most often had exclusive treatment sorted out depending on how much they’ve “invested” in the club.

This exclusive treatment most often included allowing certain members to go home with various girls of the club, given they have verbalized their consent and signed a time-sensitive “pleasure” agreement with the member. Every girl was allowed to say no at any time, or they were allowed to extort as much money as they could from their customers if they were ballsy enough to disagree with the drug dealer paying to take them home. Nearly all the girls were too afraid to adjust their prices when face-to-face with Seoul’s most prolific drug dealers... But not you. You knew exactly how much your time was worth, which is why you NEVER went home with any of them.

Focusing on getting all your money and cashing out to finish your shift, you made sure to smile at all the patrons that were hanging around even though you really hated playing into their fantasies, bending over and scooping up the millions of won that pretty much covered the whole stage. In the midst of you walking toward the front of the stage, you saw a very intriguing looking man with a cigarette hanging loosely in his teeth, watching you intently with eyes that exuded pure lust. 

Knowing that you could probably extract some more money from the man who had been making it rain on you all night, you walked over to him slowly, loving the sound of your heels clacking against the stage littered with won. The man watched as your figure appeared in front of him, you dropping down to your knees so you didn’t have to risk breaking your ankles when not needed. He licked his lips insatiably as he got a perfect view of your breasts that only had two flimsy pieces of tape on either side to preserve your modesty, throwing his head back to expose his neck tattoo, “Aish, you're even more delicious up close.”

A smirk painted across your face as you took this time to examine the man and his gorgeous body. He had tattoos littering his body from his neck all the way down to his arms, you noticing a peculiar symbol on his pectoral muscle that seemed to be X’ed out. It looked somewhat like the tattoos you would see on the Dongcheon members that would visit frequently, but you hadn’t seen this guy in their crew before. He seemed to be a lone wolf considering he had no other buddies with him, but he clearly had money to be able to throw all the cash he threw on you tonight. Maybe he could spare a little more?

Continuing to keep the smirk on your face, you began to lean in to your potential cash cow of the night, allowing your lips to grace the shell of his ear after you made sure to push his hair back. The man shuddered from the contact of your lips, the rest of his frame tensing as you turned to lick his soft lobe, giving a small nibble to the skin before whispering in the most sultry tone you could muster, “How bout I show you how delicious I can be with a lap dance, babyboy?”

The man’s frame seemed to relax at the thought, knowing there was a dumb smirk on his face from your offer. You were willing to offer up some kind of special attention for the right price, but you weren’t necessarily going to sleep with him. Just bleed him of his cash a little more. After the quickest moment of contemplation you had ever seen, the man then watched as you backed up to your previous position, standing in front of him as you scooped up the last bit of money before shooting him a quick wink, “Come to viewing room 7 and sit on the couch. Don’t keep me waiting.”

As promised you made your way over to the private viewing rooms that were often used for private lap dances or it could be used for other means if the ladies signed their agreements before entering the room. All of the bodyguards in the club knew you didn’t sleep with any of the patrons so nobody even thought about approaching you with pleasure agreements when you were near the viewing rooms. They all knew better.

Making sure you had enough time to spruce up, you decided to change your current stage outfit for something that was a little more practical. To be completely honest, these viewing rooms are notoriously cold to promote the appearance of nipples showing through so you just wanted to be warmer, opting for a black and red lace teddy that left nothing to the imagination when it came to your plump backside and well endowed chest. To complete the look, you decided to slip on some thigh high stockings with a matching garter belt, turning to apply the last bit of your reddest lipstick as you heard a succession of knocks from the opposite side of the door.

You glanced over at the clock, impressed that your gentleman caller was able to make his way over to you within five minutes. He probably didn’t want to keep you waiting long since he couldn’t fathom giving up the opportunity of a private dance with you. You had a feeling he would’ve been here sooner if he didn’t have to withdraw the extensive amount of cash required to buy one of your exquisite lap dances for the night. No matter, a deal’s a deal.

Smoothing over the last bit of red satin that hugged your toned midriff, you slowly opened the door to reveal the man from earlier, his eyes nearly popping out of his head once he saw your new attire for the evening. You chuckled slightly as you grabbed the man’s wrist, pulling him inside the room, but not before you made eye contact with your favorite bodyguard and gave him a nod to stand watch outside the door just in case this guy tried anything with you. You weren’t stupid when it came to guys like him.

When you closed the door behind you and made sure that you had total privacy with your new customer, you turned around to face the man who was sprawled out comfortably on the black velour couch, taking another drag of his cigarette before his eyes traveled all over your body. You then walked over to him, positioning yourself between his sprawled out legs and leaning down to have your eyes parallel with his as you spoke with a sultry tone, “You can look for free, but I’m not touching you until I get my dues sweetie.” 

“About that,” the man mused, flicking ash into the gold ash tray that lay next to him on the black end table. Your eyes seemed to darken as you crossed your arms over your chest and leaned up abruptly, creating distance between you two at the possibility of him not having the funds to cover your astronomical fee. The man watched as you did this, shaking his head with an amused smile, “No, that’s not what I meant, dear. I have the money to cover the dance. But my point is, I have much more than that if you’re willing to do more than just blue ball me.”

You have a rule. You never sleep with any of your customers, no matter the price. Something tells you that this man knew this already, but he still wanted to try with the most popular dancer in the club. He wanted to be the one that got to take you home and bury himself deep inside of you after a long night of working. Even though you have a rule, you were willing to bend the rules slightly depending on how well the dance goes. No chemistry, no sex. 

Although you already made the decision to consider it, you wouldn’t let your customer know that as you simply reached your hand out for the money you were due, “Hand over what’s rightfully mine and I will do whatever you pay me for. If you decide to give me more, I’ll make the final decision on whether or not you get to fuck me, got it?”

The second the man nodded while handing over the money, you took it over to the grand table in the center of the room, counting the various bands of won. A dance with you was worth a cool price of 75 million won, but after counting the massive amounts of money in the gold bag that the man handed you, you realized he had DOUBLED your fee to a shocking 150 million won. After you counted the won, you turned over to face the man, him leaning forward in his seat and winking to show he knew just how much he handed over to you. You had to admit it, you were genuinely considering letting this man fuck you for this much money.

Without speaking another word to the man, you began your strut over to him, making sure to trace your hands all over your body to show off your body line in the most desirable way. The man licked his lips as you were now standing in front of him, placing a hand in the middle of his chest and pushing him back forcefully to that he was now leaning back for you to climb in his lap. Satisfied with the way he was sitting, you slipped your way in between his legs again and ran your hands up and down the rough fabric of his jeans, purposely lingering closer to his steadily growing hardon. 

“Tell me baby,” You mused, running your hand up his chest and over his shoulders until you were now gripping his denim jacket, sliding the fabric down his shoulders to reveal his entire body to you. Before you continued, you unintentionally ran your hands all over his body, remaining a little longer on his pectoral and trapezius area. Gulping down the rock that formed in your throat from the feeling of his pectoral muscles under your hands, you finally continued, “What’s the name I might be screaming later tonight?”

The man’s eyebrows cocked as he leaned forward, not to kiss you, but to take off his jacket and throw it to the floor below you. He made sure to support you properly by taking his hands and gripping each of your ass cheeks in the palms of his hands, giving a squeeze before he would let one hand go to remove the denim behind him and throw it haphazardly around the room. After seeing you smile slightly from the squeeze, the man finally revealed his identity to you, “Gangjae. And you’d better scream it. I love screamers.”

For some reason, the way that Gangjae said those words to you made your core clench slightly, silently wishing there was something to clench around at the moment. But no matter, you had business to attend to as you allowed Gangjae’s hands to remain clutching your ass, you opting to roll your hips against him to hear him moan out breathily from the contact. His grip began to get tighter as you rolled harder against him, feeling him get much larger underneath you to cause your eyes to open suddenly from the new contact.

Gangjae saw this and decided to lean down until his face was buried between your breasts, his tongue coming out to lick the exposed skin and cause you to become the moaning one. It was as if Gangjae knew your body already and knew how to exploit you in his favor, wanting to make you crumble for him so that he could be the one to conquer the unconquerable. Playing off of your moans, Gangjae decided to remove one hand from your ass much to your dismay, but then it was back just as quick as it was gone as a sound a loud smack could be heard throughout the room. Gangjae wanted to make sure his handprint would stay on your ass at least for the remainder of the night.

Upon knowing that Gangjae had a thing for spanking, you smirked to yourself as you began to wriggle out of Gangjae’s grip, him looking up at you with a confused look. You didn’t say a word as you opted for grabbing Gangjae’s hands and placing them on your hips, quickly turning around so that your ass was now to his face. You could’ve sworn you heard Gangjae squeal as his hand moved to the middle of your back and bent you over, exposing your ass in the most attractive of ways. It wasn’t long before you felt Gangjae’s lips on the juiciest part of your ass, biting down on the flesh before giving a harsh slap to the skin. As you moaned out from the contact, you felt Gangjae grab your hips and slam you down on his denim clad thigh.

At first, you were facing away from Gangjae as you sat pert on his thigh, but he didn’t like not seeing your face so he decided to turn you around instead. Whenever he finally got you to face him, he made sure to look down and saw a small wet patch on his jeans from were your aching slit rested on the fabric. Gangjae commenting on the new stain, “Oh baby, you already made a mess on me? You must really want to ride my thigh. Go on then, I won’t stop you. But just know I might not be able to help myself with you rutting on me like a dog in heat.”

Nodding at Gangjae’s lust-filled warning accompanying his permission for you to ride his thigh, you placed your hands on either side of Gangjae’s shoulders to stabilize yourself as you straddled his thigh, beginning to roll your hips against the fabric. Just as you were getting started though, Gangjae had already intervened as he tsked at you slightly, taking his finger and hooking it inside the soaking fabric of your teddy, pulling it aside so that your bare clit caught on the denim instead of being hindered by the fabric of your teddy.

The second you felt the fabric against your swelling clit, you let out a moan that you didn’t know was hiding in your throat, gripping onto Gangjae’s shoulders a little harder. You threw your head back from the friction, unconsciously pressing down harder on his thigh. In response to you hunkering down on his thigh, Gangjae made a conscious effort to flex his thigh and then move your hips over  the raised muscle to get a more pleasurable experience. Gangjae then began to chuckle as he saw your eyes shoot open from the new pleasure, knowing that his chances of fucking you were increasing the longer you used him to pleasure yourself.

Labored breaths fell from your lips as you desperately rolled your hips against Gangjae’s muscular thigh, pressing your engorged clit against the dampened fabric as you tried to chase your high. Although you thought you looked embarrassingly desperate, Gangjae thought you were the sexiest vixen in the world, watching you with dilated pupils as you bit your lip from crying out his name. As much as Gangjae would love to see you lose yourself from just his thigh, he didn’t think it was fair for you to cum without being filled properly.

With your orgasm knocking on your door, Gangjae forcefully pulled you off of his thigh by your hips much to your protest. You were so close, so very close to cumming but Gangjae decided to quite literally rip that experience right out from underneath you. In the middle of your whining and trying to fight Gangjae to let you ride his thigh until you came, Gangjae simply put his finger to your lip to silence you and get your attention simultaneously, “You deserve to be cumming around my cock, not on my jeans.” He had a point.

Nodding at Gangjae’s logic, you decided it would be best for you to stand up and wait for further instructions from him since it was clear that he had taken charge from here on out. Not that you really minded though, it was nice to be able to give up control in the bedroom for once. As you waited for Gangjae, he decided to join you but then immediately instructed you to jump. Reluctantly, you did as you were told and were then briefly caught by Gangjae as he stepped forward to allow your hips to wrap tightly around his waist, turning to place you on the gold bed that was across from the couch.

In the brief time that you were in Gangjae’s arms, you allowed him to attach his lips to your neck and begin to paint your neck with varying shades of red. His hands cupped your ass nicely to not only support you, but to press your core against his now fully-hard length to show you just how much you managed to turn him on. Moaning out from the feeling of Gangjae’s teeth sinking into the juncture of your neck, your hands began to entangle in his hair until your back felt the satin sheets of the unfamiliar bed you had never used the whole time you worked here.

Gangjae laid on top of you, his broad frame caging you underneath him has he was the one to roll his hips into you this time. He knew that since he was at his full length that you would be getting as much friction as possible, smirking against your neck as you keened for him. As you were enjoying the friction from Gangjae’s jeans rolling against you, Gangjae sinfully declared into your ear, “I really need to be inside of you. Now.”

It didn’t take long for you to be stripped from your teddy, but Gangjae made it very clear that he wanted you to keep on the heels and the thigh highs as it was something that really got him going. Gangjae also made sure to be stripped of his necessary clothing as he began to tend to your aching clit. Satisfied with the way you were writhing underneath his touch, Gangjae continued his pace on your clit while slipping two fingers into your dripping hole. He wanted to make sure you were ready to take him completely because he wasn’t sure he would be in control of his actions while fucking you silly.

As the moans spilled out of your mouth shamefully, Gangjae took this opportunity to remove his fingers from your slit in exchange for his throbbing cock. Pushing himself deep inside of you, Gangjae fell forward from the feeling of how snugly you walls hugged his cock, groaning out into your ear from the pleasure. “Oh god,” Gangjae hissed, trying to get his bearings together to he wouldn’t cum from entering you. “You feel so fucking perfect”

Your nails dug deep into Gangjae’s back as he held himself up by pinning your hips into the sheets below you, grunting with each thrust he gave you. Something about Gangjae’s cock was so enthralling and addicting that you were already crying out his name within the first five minutes of him burying himself to the hilt inside of you. You didn’t know if it was because his cock was hitting all the right spots or if it was the addicting way he marked your neck with his love bites, but you were absolutely under Gangjae’s spell and didn’t care how loud you two were being. All you cared about was getting your guts rearranged at the moment.

As Gangjae was pounding into you at the speed of light, he took one of your legs and lifted into the air, licking the skin of the back of your knee all the way to the bottom of your calf. Fuck that was hot you thought to yourself, throwing your head back into the pillow and exposing your neck to Gangjae. Big mistake. In the middle of you relishing in the feeling of Gangjae’s cock practically kissing your cervix from the depth he was able to achieve, you felt Gangjae’s veiny hand wrap around your throat to cut off your airway in a pleasurable way. The feeling of being oxygen deprived allowed your senses to be heightened, bringing you closer and closer to orgasmic relief.

Gangjae began to apply more pressure to either side of your throat, careful not to cut off your main arteries as he had no intention of knocking you out. With more pressure added to your neck, you could feel your orgasm approaching, unconsciously opening your mouth and having your tongue fall out to result in the hottest face Gangjae had ever seen. This made him go into overdrive.

Gangjae reached down to wrap your legs tightly around his waist, making sure his other hand remained on your throat to control your breathing. Once he was sure that your heels were anchored into his lower back, Gangjae delivered new kinds of strokes that had you arching your back off of the mattress. These were a result of him drawing his cock out to his tip, but then slamming his hips back into you until his pubic bone slammed into yours, also applying the necessary friction to your clit without even needing to finger you. This total stranger was arranging your guts so well that you were starting to see stars.

“G-Gangjae,” You breathed out, hiccupping underneath the carnal stranger above you. He had been making you feel so good for the last fifteen minutes that you were surprised you had been able to hang on this long. But it was all going to come to an end pretty soon as you desperately tried to find purchase on Gangjae’s back that was now glistening in sweat from his performance of the night. “G-Gonna cum.”

“Cum baby,” Gangjae commanded huskily as he snapped his hips against you, holding you up slightly with his hands on either side of your hips to make sure his cock was getting the deepest he could in this position. Normally he’s more of a doggy person, but he really wanted to see your face when he choked you. “Cum all over my cock like the good girl you are.”

Not really needing his permission to throw you over the edge, one hand was digging your nails deep into Gangjae’s honeyed skin as your other hand tangled in his dark locks, screaming his name to the ceiling as you clenched hard around his length. Stars came flooding in to your vision as you stared at the marble ceiling above you, partially obscured by Gangjae’s face as he was pounding into you at a backbreaking pace in order to cum with you. You saw his face begin to twist into shapes of pleasure as his grip on your hips had gotten the tightest it had gotten all night. The longer your pussy clenched and throbbed around him, the closer Gangjae got to shooting his load inside of you.

Only able to take about thirty more second of the euphoric feeling of your walls clenching deliciously around his cock, Gangjae’s hips stalled against yours as he spilled his warm seed all over your walls. “Ohhhhh fuuuck,” Gangjae moaned as he threw his head back from the feeling, thrusting his hips into you a couple more times in an attempt to fuck as much of his cum back inside of you to keep cleanup to a minimum. How thoughtful.

You were a completely fucked out mess underneath Gangjae: lips red from the constant biting and making out, neck littered with bite marks and hickies on both sides, face all red and sweaty from the calories that were just burned, and you couldn’t feel anything from the waist down for a solid thirty seconds after you had come back to reality. Gangjae looked completely fine except for the fact that he was red and sweaty, but he looked devilishly handsome with his hair sticking to his forehead and his lips red and swollen from your intoxicating kisses. Both of you had put on your best performances and neither of you had any complaints.

Once you two were able to clean up with the complimentary toiletries your club offers such as wipes, towels, pH balanced soaps, etc., you decided that this was the last performance of the night. Although you were in absolutely no shape to be standing up right now, you had to do what you had to do in order to get out of your uncomfortable teddy since it already served its purpose tonight. 

As you were removing your work clothes to put on your relaxing clothes consisting of a loose tank top and some sweats, you turned to glance over at Gangjae who was still sprawled out on the bed and looking up at the ceiling in disbelief that he had just fucked the best dancer in the club. Men would kill to be in his position, and he was able to do it on his first try. To be honest, you were pretty surprised yourself that you fucked Gangjae, but you know what they say.

Money Talks.

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Master and Apprentice (M)

Synopsis: It’s no secret that you and Gangjae are an item within the Dongcheon organization, but what happens when Mujin walks in on his two most talented recruits in the bedroom together?

Contains: Do Gangjae x (f) reader x Choi Mujin, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of unprotected sex, fingering, teasing, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, cum play/mixing, member!reader, casual fling!Gangjae.

Steam billowed out of the shower room as you exited with a towel wrapped tightly around your torso, walking silently through the gym to get to your designated room. You had to be careful not to wake any of the other recruits since they had no business seeing you in your towel without paying a hefty sum first, avoiding stepping on anything that could make even the slightest noise. Successfully managing to maneuver your way over to your room, you took a quick glance around the gym no make sure nobody had been watching you from afar, slipping into your room quietly. 

Confident that you were able to avoid any of the other recruits, you sighed of relief and turned around to prep yourself for bed by removing your towel first. However, as you turned around and had the towel halfway down your torso, you came face to face with a very shirtless Gangjae sitting atop your bed. He had the biggest smirk on his face as he was graced with the presence of your naked breasts before, him letting out a laugh as you struggled to wrap the towel around your body quick enough, “Come on babygirl, I’ve seen you naked at least ten times already, what’s one more?”

Yes it was true that you and Gangjae have been sneaking around everyone’s back for some very intimate nightly gatherings, but he’s been getting bolder and bolder each night. This time he was bold enough to sneak into your room while you were showering, knowing that there are cameras on the edge of the gym that would catch him. If Mujin were to catch you two in the act, you were fairly certain one of you would be left on the streets while the other one would be on the business end of Mujin’s tempered steel knife. 

“Baby, we had sex last night and you nearly broke my back from the positions you threw me in,” You scolded at him as you waved him off, turning your attention over to your dresser so that you could find your sleep clothes for the night. Mujin told you that you were to be going on your first entourage assignment tomorrow so you needed all the rest you could get, but it was kind of hard to focus when you could feel Gangjae’s hands grip at the fabric of the towel while also giving a sharp yank to show his intentions.

“What if I give you a massage afterwards? I know how much you love these hands,” Gangjae teased as he leaned in to ghost his smooth lips over the crook of your neck while his hands were busy playing with the hem of your towel. Due to his size advantage over you, he had you completely caged up against your dresser, but you didn’t seem to mind as you moved your head to the side to allow Gangjae more access to your neck. 

“Ugh, fine. I want a deep tissue tonight after the training Mujin put us through,” You relented with a sigh, allowing Gangjae to pull the towel away from your body to watch it fall to the floor. You could hear Gangjae groan out in approval against your neck as his hands traced along your hips, steadily making their way inward to your most sensitive areas. While Gangjae made his way towards your core, you decided to help him out by spreading your legs wider for easier access. 

“That’s my girl,” Gangjae praised as his lips were kissing down the junction of your neck while his fingers finally arrived at your slit, him pressing his fingers to your entrance and tracing up to collect some of your essence to feel you shudder. Smirking against your skin, Gangjae let his tongue slip past his lips to tease the skin of your neck before sucking tenderly on the spot that made you moan the loudest. While his lips left red blossoms along your neck, his expert fingers slipped inside of your aching folds.

Every ounce of air left your lungs upon feeling Gangjae’s fingers plunge inside of you, causing you to reach out and grip onto the edge of your dresser to hold yourself up while Gangjae continued to work magic with his fingers. He made sure to curl his fingers up to reach your most sensitive spots, biting down on your neck when he felt your legs starting to tremble around his hand. Gangjae leaned over to see your knuckles turn a ghastly white color from the hellish grip you had on the dresser, biting your lip to suppress the needy moans threatening to fall with every tap of Gangjae’s fingers.

As Gangjae was gearing you up for an intense orgasm from his fingers, he traced his teeth along your neck to watch the goosebumps stretch across your body, turning to whisper in your ear, “I’ll let you choose: do you want to cum on my fingers or my cock?” You didn’t have time to answer him though as you two were quickly interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat, immediately feeling Gangjae’s fingers still inside of you while you were completely frozen in his grasp.

“And what do we have here?” An all too familiar voice asked rhetorically, the voice making your blood run ice cold. The voice belonged to none other than your ruthless leader Choi Mujin, and he had just walked in on Gangjae being knuckle deep inside of you against your dresser. You could hear Mujin’s footsteps enter your room as you refused to look at him, too ashamed to do so until he was standing right next to you and Gangjae. Now you had no choice as you turned your head to look at him, feeling Gangjae’s arms wrap protectively around you as he kept his hand still to protect your modesty. 

Mujin’s eyes were dark as he held your gaze, making a disappointing tsk sound with his tongue as he began to remove his jacket slowly, “I just came to check up on one of my favorite recruits ahead of her important mission tomorrow, but here she is, getting finger fucked by another recruit when she should be sleeping. Perhaps you two would’ve gotten away with it if you knew how to make her cum fast enough, Gangjae.” The insult caused Gangjae’s grip to tighten on you, you hearing a slight growl from his throat. But Mujin didn’t seem to care as he simply waved Gangjae’s threats off, turning his attention to you, “I bet I could have her cumming in two minutes.”

After Mujin’s bold claim, you felt Gangjae slip his fingers out of you, him stepping in front of you to keep Mujin’s eyes to himself instead of continuing to allow Mujin’s eyes to travel all over your body without anything hindering him. At first you thought Gangjae was about to square up with Mujin, which would not have been smart given that you two were deep within Dongcheon territory and could be killed within seconds. But then you saw Gangjae reach his hand out, offering Mujin a handshake as he responded to Mujin’s claim from earlier, “If you have her cumming in two minutes, you can fuck her however you want. If not, you only get to fuck her mouth. Sound like something we can agree upon?”

Mujin smirked as he leaned over Gangjae’s shoulder to make eye contact with you, cocking an eyebrow to silently as you if you were okay with these terms. Either way, you were getting fucked by a tremendously attractive gang member tonight so you weren’t necessarily opposed to Gangjae using you as a bargaining chip in this specific scenario. Nodding at Mujin’s silent question earned a devious smirk as Mujin shook Gangjae’s hand gleefully, making sure he had your attention as he commanded, “Go ahead and climb on the bed for me Y/N, and don’t make me ask twice.”

Obeying Mujin’s very direct orders, you sauntered over to your bed and sat on the side of it, crossing your ankles together and waiting for Mujin’s next command. You watched him smile approvingly at your immediate obedience, him removing his expensively tailored jacket and setting it to the side as he stalked towards you like a lion stalks his prey. There was a look of unbridled lust that was only reserved for you, the intensity of Mujin’s eyes causing you to shift nervously in your seat while looking down at your feel to hide the red hue on your cheeks.

Mujin didn’t seem to enjoy you looking away from him as he appeared in front of you, his hand reaching out to grip your chin and yank your face in the direction he wanted. You could feel your breath hitch in your throat as your eyes were staring into Mujin’s, his eyes tracing all over your delicate features before he spoke, “Keep your eyes on me at all times, I want to see the faces Gangjae’s been seeing for the past couple weeks.”

Letting out a soft whimper at Mujin’s words, you nodded slowly as Mujin’s finger slid over your lips to tease you before instructing you to lay down. Doing as you were told, you crawled up to the head of your bed and laid on your back, looking over a Gangjae who was standing up against your dresser with his arms crossed. He did not seem amused in the slightest as his eyes hardened at Mujin’s figure that was now at the foot of your bed, placing his hands in between your thighs before spreading them to reveal your naked cunt to him.

“I can see why Gangjae fancies you,” Mujin mused as his eyes became entranced by how your pussy was clenching around nothing, a thin sheen being visible on the inside of your thighs both from Gangjae’s excited fingers and Mujin’s very presence. While hearing Gangjae grumble to himself, Mujin placed two fingers against your entrance and pushed in slowly, the sinful smirk on his face deepening as he felt you tremble around his fingers, “Now I get to feel why.”

Mujin’s fingers curled up against your most pleasurable spot almost immediately, causing your eyes to shoot open from the sensation to look deeply into Mujin’s eyes. He returned your gaze with a cocked eyebrow, placing one hand on your bent knee while the other hand was in between your thighs, working all kinds of magic inside of your slick walls. You didn’t know if it was because Gangjae did his special tricks on you earlier and you were still feeling the effects, or if Mujin was just that good with his hands, but the longer Mujin went knuckle deep inside of your heat, the blurrier your vision became from the orgasm building up.

“Oh Gangjae, I think your girlfriend is about to cum,” Mujin teased over his shoulder at the young male who was gripping the dresser behind him, both angry that Mujin was able to bring you to relief much quicker than he could as well as turned on by how fucked out you looked under Mujin. Your eyebrows were knitted together in pure ecstasy as Mujin’s hand kept your thigh pinned to bed, preventing you from closing them and throwing Mujin off his game. Your chest was rising and falling at a rapid rate, your head thrashing against the pillow from the pleasure threatening to wreck your brain. Although Gangjae hated the fact that Mujin was the one fingering you, he couldn’t help but get turned on by the way you looked as you were thrown headfirst into your orgasm.

“M-Mujin!” You cried out in pure desire, arching your back off of the mattress below as you lost yourself in the throes of passion from Mujin’s masterful fingers. Stars began to cloud your vision as you continued to shudder around Mujin’s fingers, him pressing his thumb against your aching clit to extend your orgasm to a point that was almost too pleasurable. 

“Alright that’s enough, you won,” Gangjae interrupted, obviously irritated at the fact that not only did Mujin make you cum in less than two minutes, but he was still thrusting his fingers in and out of your dripping heat to draw out your needy moans even more. Rolling his eyes at Gangjae, Mujin relented by slipping his fingers out of you slowly, but not before maintaining eye contact with you as he licked his fingers clean to taste you for the very first time. All you could do was moan out since you were in no position to be moving due to the mindblowing orgasm Mujin was able to give you with just two fingers.

As Mujin joined Gangjae over by your dresser, both of the men were now facing you as you lay on your back, your legs still shaking slightly from the sensation pulsing through you. Mujin let out a chuckle when he saw your legs twitch, crossing his arms and looking at Gangjae with a cocky grin, “You can go first, she’ll be too worn out by the time I’m finished with her. Not convinced? Look at what I did to her with just my fingers.”

Gangjae’s framed stiffened as he clenched his fists, restraining himself from punching Mujin square in the jaw from all of his cocky yet painfully true comments. Still, Gangjae persisted as he joined you on the bed, nestling his hips in between your thighs and leaning down so that he had you caged in his embrace. Watching you respond to his touches, Gangjae placed his hand on the side of your face and gave you a gentle caress, leaning down to kiss your forehead before he whispered, “Forgive me baby, but I’m going to have to ruin you tonight.”

Seconds later after Gangjae’s comment, Gangjae’s hands gripped your bare hips roughly before sinking his hardened cock inside your tight walls. He didn’t give you time to adjust like he normally did the previous times, immediately drawing out and thrusting deeply inside of you. Gangjae’s actions caused you to reach up and grip onto his shoulders, digging your nails into his broad shoulders as you cried out from his intoxicating strokes. Never had Gangaje been able to fuck you this hard before, always holding back for your benefit. But not tonight; he had something to prove to the man who currently had his eyes trained on the sinful sight in front of him. 

“Gangjae sl-slow down,” You stammered as Gangjae pounded you into the mattress, not heeding your warnings as he pinned your hips down to keep you right where he wanted as his hips smacked into yours with extreme fervor. The sound of the bed creaking could probably be heard all the way down the halls to alert all the other recruits, but Gangjae didn’t seem to care by the way he grunted loudly with every sensational thrust. If he didn’t bother to keep his grunting to a minimum, why bother to keep any other sounds to a minimum?

As time went on, Mujin couldn’t help but relieve some of the pressure that was building in his slacks, slipping his hand into his boxers to stroke his cock languidly at the sight of Gangjae snapping his hips into you roughly. Mujin then watched as your mouth hung open from the euphoric feelings pulsing through you, inspiring him to walk over to you and slip his fingers inside of your mouth, smirking as he felt your tongue slide over his digits. But you couldn’t focus on sucking on Mujin’s fingers for too long as you felt Gangjae’s lips attach to your sweet spot to elicit a moan from your throat as well as bring you closer to your personal heaven.

You swore you could see a pang of jealousy on Mujin’s face as you screamed out for Gangjae, Mujin immediately clamping his hand over your mouth to silence you from waking the recruits and to also not have to hear you scream for someone that wasn’t him. Gangjae didn’t seem to care as he continued to thrust into you while you shuddered around him, your walls steadily milking him try the longer he used you to get himself off. 

A few deeper thrusts to your soaked heat had Gangjae moaning out for you, throwing his head back in peak pleasure as he came deep inside of your walls, feeling you fill up to the brim with his cum so he could make sure Mujin remembered who you still belonged to at the end of the day. Just as you realized Gangjae had brought you to your second orgasm of the night, you weren’t too sure you would be able to go through a third one. 

Once Gangjae had finally slipped out of you and took refuge in the chair that was in the corner of your room, you could feel Mujin circle your bed like a shark before he eventually joined you to slip in between your thighs in the same fashion that Gangjae had done. Instead of stroking your cheek, Mujin opted for stroking your hair and placing a stray strand behind your ear. The gesture was surprisingly romantic for what he was about to do to you.

Clearly exhausted from all the energy you had spent in the past thirty minutes alone, Mujin decided to help you out by holding your legs up for you, placing your ankles on either side of his face so that you could cross your feet behind his head. This allowed for a much tighter squeeze as Mujin had entered you slowly, groaning out from the sensation of your walls hugging his cock despite already having Gangjae wreck you minutes earlier. 

“Holy fuck,” Mujin moaned out as he finally started to move his hips, biting his lip while throwing his head back from the intoxicating feeling of you shuddering around him. Although you were slightly battered, you were still appreciative of every stroke Mujin inflicted onto you, you struggling to find purchase on the sheets below you. While you were gearing up for your third orgasm of the night, Mujin couldn’t help but admire the way your face was twisting into shapes of desire, knowing he was the one making you feel so good.

“Ha-Harder Mujin,” You begged out, throwing your head back into the pillow you while you became a shameless mess underneath your boss. Kindly obliging your request, Mujin grabbed onto your hips to anchor himself as he thrusted the deepest he could into your aching heat, immediately causing you to choke out a moan from the sensation. The heat was building between your bodies at a rapid rate, not allowing you to prepare yourself for what you hoped was your last orgasm of the night for the sake of your insides. To be completely fair, you did tell Mujin to fuck you harder.

White heat tore through your body in waves, sending you into your orgasm much quicker than either you or Mujin had anticipated. Mujin’s name fell from your lips constantly as he continued to thrust into you, needing to hear more from you as he too was about to lose himself inside of you. It also didn’t help that your pussy was throbbing uncontrollably around his talented member, Mujin’s hips beginning to still from the effects of your body. Seconds later, Mujin joined you in your journey to euphoria, moaning out your name while he filled you up even more. 

Both of you could feel the warm liquid of Gangjae and Mujin’s cum dripping down your stuffed slit, pooling in the sheets below you as Mujin remained buried inside of you to the hilt. He simply didn’t want to move, relishing in the feeling of being stuffed inside of you. But he was quickly reminded that you two were not alone as Gangjae cleared his throat, motioning to Mujin to get moving so that the two of them could take care of you after the impressive amount of orgasms you were able to endure. 

You don’t remember much of what happened after your last orgasm with Mujin since you had most definitely blacked out from the pleasure, but the next thing you remember was being in the shower with Gangje. He was holding you in his arms protectively while you leaned into his frame, too tired to keep yourself up. It was understandable given what you just went through, so Gangjae was happy to help you in any way he could to make sure you were all taken care of before he left you for the night. 

After your rather intimate shower to cleanse you of all bodily fluid that did not belong to you, Gangjae carefully carried you back to your room to kiss you goodnight so you could get some much needed rest for your mission tomorrow. Just as you were about to succumb to your slumber, you heard a knock on the opposite side of your bedroom door. Groaning out in frustration at the person preventing you from sleeping, you arose from your bed and opened the door to reveal none other than Mujin, Taeju and one other guard in their signature Dongcheon suits. 

“With all due respect sir, I don’t think I could take you three,” You said in a joking tone while rubbing the sleep from your eyes, noticing Taeju adjusting his tie from your sexual comment. 

The comment was also met with a chuckle from Mujin as he simply shook his head at you, offering his hands to you, “No, no. I was just coming down to peronsally invite you to live in the Liber casino like all of the other high level recruits. You are going to be part of my entourage after all, you might as well be in the same building as the person you are protecting. Isn’t that right, princess?”

Hard to argue with that logic.

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“My Name” Masterlist

Welcome everyone to my Masterlist that is exclusively for the hit Netflix series “My Name”, starring Han Sohee, Park Heesoon, Ahn Bohyun, Chang Ryul, and Lee Hakjoo! I have become obsessed with the show and will be writing more on the Dongcheon side of things rather than for Pildo, but I will still write for him nonetheless! It’ll just be a little bit less frequent as I have some demons that need to be tended to due to Mujin, Gangjae, and Taeju’s characters in the series. Enjoy!

Last Updated: December 5th at 10:10 PM (PST). Most Recent: Wrong Place, Right Time (M), smut for Do Gangjae.

LEGEND: TBW - To be written. IN PROGRESS/NC - Not completed. TBR - To be Released, usually the next smut to be released. BOLDED - popular 

Choi Mujin (Park Heesoon)

Vital Points (M) - While Jiwoo is away being the good little mole she can for Mujin, another prolific female joins the inner rankings of Dongcheon. Seeing how far she’s progressed in such a short time, Mujin arranges for some one on one time to test her training… and her resolve.

Sweet Relief (M) -  In the short amount of time you had been in Dongcheon, you rose to the same level as Mujin’s most trusted henchmen, maybe even the same level as Taeju. You had seen Mujin at his lowest lows and his highest highs, but you often wonder how much of a toll it takes on him. Unable to face his demons alone anymore, Mujin turns to you for relief in more ways than one.

April Showers (M) - Long day of training means a long, steamy shower to get you all rested for tomorrow’s brawl. Your boss completely agrees and has to make sure you’re properly rested to give your best tomorrow, no matter what extracurricular activities it may contain

The Offer (M) - As a steadily improving drug lord in the streets of Seoul, it’s very important of you to get some protection to help grow your empire to new heights. Knowing how Dongcheon operates and how they’re known for having the most effective security details, you arrange a sit down with their dashing leader to make him an offer he can’t refuse.

Master and Apprentice (M) - It’s no secret that you and Gangjae are an item within the Dongcheon organization, but what happens when Mujin walks in on his two most talented recruits in the bedroom together? (feat. Gangjae)

Do Gangjae (Chang Ryul)

Money Talks (M) -  You’re the most sought after dancer in the club, always getting suitors to beg you to come home with them in exchange for empty promises of marriage, riches, and everything your heart desires. You’ve heard every line in the book and we’re unimpressed with each attempt to say the least. Until one night when a new drug lord has eyes only for you and won’t take no for an answer.

Master and Apprentice (M) - It’s no secret that you and Gangjae are an item within the Dongcheon organization, but what happens when Mujin walks in on his two most talented recruits in the bedroom together? (feat. Mujin)

Wrong Place, Right Time (M) -  You knew you didn’t belong in a club like Mango’s, the type of people surrounding you being wanted for all kinds of crime that you couldn’t even fathom committing. But after the day you had, all you wanted to do was let loose and forget about reality for at least one night. You were sure at least something in this club would make you forget… or someone that is.

Jung Taeju (Lee Hakjoo)

Sworn Protector (M) -  Being the daughter of a prolific drug lord wasn’t necessarily easy as you had many people try to kill you, men try to do unspeakable things to you, or steal money from you just because of your status. They all tried and never succeeded because Taeju was always there to protect you. After all these years, you never knew how to repay him, until one seemingly meaningless midnight conversation in your penthouse suite turns into something much more passionate.

Secret Service (M) [TBW] - As a member of Dongcheon, Taeju was forbidden from having an official relationship as Mujin believes it would distract him from his work. So when Mujin enters Taeju’s room unannounced to discuss their next plan of attack, he has to act quick to make sure you stay hidden from his watchful eyes.

Jeon Pildo (Ahn Bohyun)

A Night in Narcotics (M) - You had one simple job tonight and you let Mujin down by getting caught by Narcotics while transporting new product from the warehouses since you had pulled transport duty tonight. Now you were stuck in a holding cell, alone with the smug cop that was able to slide those handcuffs around your wrists. You wanted nothing more than to wipe that smirk right off his face...

[euphoniumpets]

english is not my first language so forgive me hehe; ooh i'm so happy to see open request for 'my name', you are right there aren't many writings. i just wanted so bad to ask something with 'do gangjae', because i fell head over heels in love with him since the begning, tho he did that oNE TERRIBLY HUGE THING THAT IS SO HARD TO IGNORE, but damn he's so fine.. and, i don't know, just wanna something cute and romantic with that sweet side of him, if you could, babe. thank you, anyway ❤

Not as what it seems | Do Gangjae

A/n: I KNOW LIKE ?? HE SEEMED SO INNOCENT AND SWEET IN THE BEGINNING BUT THEN EVERYTHING fucked up 😂 Although, he kind of deserved it after what he did to Jiwoo but i also kind of felt bad since he had so high hopes of being the one of the highest rank in Dongcheon. Also, it's okay love your english is fine. Although, I hope I write this right but like their relationship is sort of like the joker and harley quinn? idk.

Warnings: None, just fluff and some swear words?

The sound of the doorbell catches his ears as he turns around towards the door. His face turns into a grin when he know who it is behind the door. As he approached the door and opened it, his grin wides open even more, you were the only one who brought him happiness after he got thrown out from Dongcheon.

After he got kicked out, he made sure that you would stay there and be his little mole. Unlike Jiwoon, you had become one of them even though the place roamed with men that could kill you in less than a minute.

You were one of Mujin loyal guards along with Taeju and when you saw the scene where he got the scar on his face made you sick towards your leader.

Gangjae had fallen in love with you as soon he saw the little fire inside of your eyes, and ever since, the two of you stuck to each other's side from the beginning.

''Y/n!'' He greeted you with a smile on his face as soon he saw you standing in the doorway. You smiled as you jumped towards him and embraced him. ''How is my favorite girl?'' He questioned as he closed the door from behind as you looked at him.

''I'm doing fine, I have exciting news!'' You grinned before placing a kiss on his lips.

''And what is it?'' He asked as the two of you walked towards the livingroom. You smiled and turned around before you fell into the couch as Gangjae ordered one of his men to get you something to drink before he approached you.

He sat next to you and placed an arm around your body and dragged you closer. There was something about Gangjae when everybody looked at him like they feared him and thought that he didn't had emotions. But whenever the two of you were alone, you were his most possesive prize. ''Come on, baby, what is it?'' He asked when he started to grow impatient.

''Always so impatient,'' You replied with a smirk and chuckled. ''Jiwoo is working for the police and she's giving information to Mujin,'' You revealed. ''She's not dead, at least not yet,'' You told him. After Jiwoo had mysteriously disappeared from Dongcheon, Mujin had told you and Taeju that she was undercover for the police.

It made your blood boil when you heard that Mujin put the blame on your boyfriend for killing her. His eyes widened before it broke into a grin and then into laughter. ''After all those months and years, I thought she was dead but it doesn't seems like it,'' He responded before he clenched his jaw.

''That bitch...'' He cursed as you looked at him before you placed your legs around his waist. ''Hey,'' You told him as he met your eyes. ''Whatever you're planning, we do this together, I want to get rid of her too after what she did to you,'' You told him as you looked into his eyes.

You could still see the vulnerable boy in front of you, no matter how he tried to hide it from everybody else, you could still see it. ''Together, yeah?'' You asked him and cupped his cheeks. He reached out his hands and placed it on top of yours.

''Together,''