#johan seong x reader

[k-dokja]

Heated and Jealous sex with Johan? 🤭🫣

Day 69 of me begging me to stop writing cunnilingus into everything.

As always AFAB reader. NSFW is under the cut.

"Sorry."

Johan says and you know he doesn't mean it. Not with the way he holds your hips hard enough to leave bruises in the morning. The apology is a meagre comfort to the way he sucks on your neck, leaving purple splotches along your unmarred skin. He kisses you like he intends to hurt you and it's unfair.

You aren't the source of his ire, but he's taking it out on you anyway. Then again, Johan has never been known to be fair.

Not even your sobs and whimpers deter him from his course when he tugs your shirt off you. His wet lips move from your neck down to your chest, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your mounds and the valley of your breasts. He noses your nipple through the bra, a warning. His better eye is focused on you as he unclasps your bra.

His mouth encloses your nipple in an instant, turning the soft flesh turgid with his teeth in the lightest of bite.

Your breath hitches in your throat, and a quiet moan comes out of your lips when he pulls you free of your undergarment. Without thinking, your hands latch onto his hair and shoulder, clutching on the softness of his hair and the thin material of his shirt.

"Johan, be gentle," you plead quietly, but you don't think he can really hear it, not in this state.

"Mm."

He moves to your other nipple as he works you out of your shorts, wanting to do too many things at once and not having the resources to pull it off. Once he frees you from the pesky fabrics, Johan hooks your bent knees around his hips, grinding his clothed erection into your hot core. Already wet and wanting for more of him.

"Johan!" You squeal but his only response is a ragged breath. He kisses you on the jaw before moving down on you.

Even if you know what's coming, you have no way of preparing for it.

His mouth is hungry on you with every lick and suck on your lower stomach and your inner thighs. Johan knows your body well, better than his own body if you're being honest. He can ignore his own wounds and bruises for days, but with the way he works his tongue on your folds and clit, it doesn't take much for him to coax out a chorus of moans from your writhing body.

His caress is a reminder. Only he can do this to you. Only he can make you feel this good. Only he can turn you on this easily. And he's determined to hammer in that fact time and time again, always intense in his craving for you. The heat in his eyes never leaves you as he works you to perfection.

Your fingers curl around his locks as Johan draws more pleasure out of you. A slight grunt of pain escapes him, but you don't have a chance to react before he doubles down with a fervour on your core. The desperation to feel the sting on his scalp again burns his veins, he wants more.

He wants the proof of your arousal coating his face as he buries his nose into your mound.

And the orgasm which hits you is no less intense than his affection. As your body seizes from the pure pleasure, Johan continues to lap the juice coming out of your pussy until you finally calm down. Once your body slumps down on the floor, Johan wastes no time to clamber over you.

"Mine," is the only word he utters before seizing your mouth with his. Johan kisses you harder and deeper, wanting to taste more of you, wanting to feel your shiver in his arms.

"All mine."

The lack of oxygen leaves you lightheaded, unaware of when he grinds his lower half into you, the head of his cock catches between your slick folds.

Your wetness gives him easy entry. The gasp slipping past your lips when he bottoms out is swallowed up by his greedy mouth. Johan starts slow, an unexpected reprieve from his earlier insistence to make you come undone. His hips roll against yours in circular motions, deep and drawn-out.

This break in pace gives him the chance to fondle your body again. Johan squeezes your breast, kneading the soft mound in his hand. His head rests at the crook of your shoulder, nuzzling the bruised skin made by his mouth from earlier.

"Do you feel better now?" You ask, finally catching your breath enough to question him.

"Mm."

You pet his hair softly, loving the consistent fluffiness of it that never disappears through the year. A sense of contentment washes through your body as Johan pumps you languidly once the haze of his anger dissipates.

"You know I don't have eyes for anyone but you," you mutter as you mush up his hair a little, knowing that he won't mind.

"It's not your fault," he grumbles, "they were chatting you up."

"Talking to people is a part of my job, I can't just ignore the customers," you huff a little, more exasperated with his childish response than anything.

With another growl, Johan lifts his body up from yours, working his shaft into your pussy more insistently. "Just don't like it," he says, pulling you flush to him, "the way they look at you like you're something to eat."

In hindsight, the flash of heat in his eyes is an insufficient warning for the brutal pace he picks up. "They don't have the right of it," he grunts, keeping you down while he pistons his cock deep into you, drawing another whimper from your throat.

"Ahh—Ahh! Johan!"

He keeps on pounding you mercilessly, relishing your silky, slick muscles enclosing around his cock. His hands slide to your thighs for a tighter grip, spreading them wider so you can take him better. Your chest bounces alongside the jerks of Johan's hips, fueling his need to claim you further and further.

"It was either beating them up or this," he says, "I'm going to get an earful from you either way, so it was better to hear your moans than your lectures."

You can't even respond. Not with the way your back is arching from the slams, hitting your sensitive spots. When you toss your head back, he knows he's got you locked, vulnerable, and lost in ecstasy. He knows your body so well, knows every crevice and spot to touch if he wants you to lose your mind.

"Johan..." You mumble breathlessly.

Tingles shoot through his nerves from every tiny sound. Your hair falls on your face, curtaining the blush on your cheeks. Johan can see the exact moment when you get overwhelmed. You can barely keep up with him, being so far behind his stamina and libido.

"What?"

"Please... I need—" Another strangled cry escapes you.

He holds you tighter, his strong arms caging your torso against him. "Say it," he urges, reaching down between your legs to manipulate your clit.

"I-I'm close!" You moan loudly, your body stretching like a bow. Tears brim your eyes as you lean your head on his bicep.

"Mm."

"P-Please, let me come."

A satisfied smile curves his lips as his cock hits your inner wall just right to rub against that sensitive bundle of nerves. His thumb circles your clit, taking the final push to tip you over the edge. Johan never stops fucking you with that punishing pace even when your second orgasm washes over you.

Lost to the throes of your desires, you don't feel the way his movement gets sloppier and sloppier. Unknowingly, your climax triggers his own. With a harsh slam of his hips, he comes deep inside you, his body crushes yours as Johan pulls you into a tight embrace.

The hot, sticky substance filling you up makes your toes curl and your body shiver. Your entire body grows limp, trembling against Johan's embrace as your fingers dig on his shoulder. It takes him a while before he comes down from his high, but even when his body is no longer tense with arousal, he doesn't move off you.

"Johan..."

He grunts.

"You're going to crush me."

With an annoyed groan, he gets up from your body and gives you the necessary space to breathe. He can't resist the urge to kiss you again when you look this beautiful under him, your expression is all wanton and flushed from the force of his lovemaking.

"Don't ever think about leaving me," Johan says, more like a plea than a threat.

"I never will," you cup a hand to the side of his face, making him sigh in relief, "so stop acting like a baby every time someone looks at me wrong."

Johan pouts, "I don't act like a baby."

"Yes, you do," you tug at his cheek, "a clingy, needy baby that needs constant attention—Johan!"

That's it. You're just begging to be punished at this point. Luckily for him, he has stamina to spare.

[y-junghyeok]

Kiss banning the lookism boys???

It's like kicking a puppy

B-But, Daniel gets his daily dose of serotonin from kissing you... multiple times... throughout the day! This is unbelievably cruel (he's being dramatic), can you please at least tell him what he did wrong so he can make amends? (the list is long).

Eli is very accepting of it... Except he has that look of a sad puppy on his face that makes you feel like you probably committed some cardinal sins. It's not intentional... but it's very effective in getting back to your good grace, he might even look extra sad.

Will probably annoy you back into lifting the ban

Johan could've employed the puppy dog tactic. He totally can. But he's more into sulking, you see. He'll probably be grumpy for the rest of the day. Won't even try to kiss you again, but it will be YOUR problem to deal with because he's being so moody.

The moment you try to deflect him, Goo is already pretty much "How dare you?" He'll get his kiss, and he demands it. In fact, put aside his business, it's now his directive for the day to annoy you into giving him SOMETHING. EVEN A PECK WOULD DO. COME HERE.

Completely chill with it

Okay? Samuel is not often affectionate anyway. So banning him is like stopping something that's... not even there... Hope you're happy with your decision... Now, you went from nothing (against your will) to nothing (in your will).

Unlike Sammy boy, Jake is very affectionate, but he understands that you might not want it all the time. So, unless it's out of character (in which he will find out the root cause of the problems), he's pretty content with leaving you be.

Lol what?

Gun just gives you a look like you're being silly again and kisses you anyway. If you're not actually against it and just playfully against it, he doesn't really care about the "ban" lol

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism Guys: I'm disappointed in you

G/N. (Jakey, Sammy, Goo, Gun, Vin, Ryuhei, DG, Johan, Vasco). Masterlists

You're not pissed off. You're much worse, disappointed.

Hands on your hips, finger dangerously close to wagging and lecturing them.

His intimidating presence does nothing to deter how you feel-

Jake's face drops and his eyes fall to the ground.

Whether he thinks he did anything wrong is one thing, but disappointing you is more than enough for him to feel bad.

He bows, bending at the waist a full 90 degrees and then some, and asks for your forgiveness. Face sincere and of utmost seriousness no matter how petty the crime.

Samuel scoffs and leaves. He doesn't need this.

But he tosses and turns that night, daddy and mommy issues playing up. The need for approval and validation from someone he respects gnaws at him, and he doesn't sleep a wink.

The next day he returns to you, bags under his eyes, pretending to be unaffected by your previous disagreement yet trying to get back into your good graces with expensive gifts.

"Disappointed?" Goo echoes, blinking owlishly, as if he couldn't fathom that he could be disappointing to anyone.

He whines and pouts, and is close to throwing a tantrum. Obviously your words having an effect on him.

In the end he does mutter an apology though you doubt the sincerity, especially if the look in his eyes are anything to go by.

Gun ignores you though you see the defiant twitch in his jaw from your words.

He doesn't care, why should he.

Except you catch him staring at you the rest of the day or week or until whenever your ire ebbs away. There's a strange awkwardness to his being, like he doesn't know how he should act around you.

The apology doesn't come if he thinks it's undeserved and unneeded, but he also doesn't want to see that look in your eyes again.

Vin scoffs, pretends he doesn't care. Calls you a nag, a wet blanket, all sorts of frustrating names.

Yet the guilt eats away at him. Your eyes, the playful expression you usually wear is now just replaced with disappointment.

He tries to involve Mary to worm his way back into your good books, she tells him to piss off and eventually he comes to you, tail between his legs and a poorly formed apology (likely as a rap).

Ryuhei's eyes are suspiciously wet. You think he's sniffling, the tip of his nose turned pink and he's trying to keep a brave face but god, he feels like a complete failure.

He drops to his knees and immediately offers to commit seppuku. When you roll your eyes and tell him to stop being ridiculous, he says he will do anything to make this right. That he would rather die than ever disappoint you again.

DG, usually ruled by logic but too often bratty and arrogant, considers whether this is a hill worth dying on. It's not.

Considers whether it warrants an apology, and it does. But does he deliver? Not always. Lets you simmer until he presents you with a grand gesture and a winning K-Pop smile he reserves for award shows.

His charm works on you less than he'd like, but more than you'd prefer.

Johan looks as if he's been slapped, before turning on his heels and leaving.

It takes him a surprisingly short amount of time to come back, feeling contrite. He doesn't say sorry but the unspoken apology runs round and round his mind.

Instead he drifts to your side constantly like a shadow, trying to catch your eye, seek out some of your warmth and hoping for your forgiveness.

Regardless of what it is you're disappointed with, Vasco Tabasco thinks you are the best. A literal angel descended to Earth that has graced his life.

So if you're disappointed then whatever he is doing must be wrong and is worth apologising for.

He does just that. Offers to make up for it however you see fit. Completely heartfelt even if he doesn't know entirely why.

[oathbips]

I'm Sleeping On The Couch - Jake, Johan, Goo

summary: how they’ll react to you saying you’ll sleep on the couch after an argument 

part 1, part 2

content: angst to fluff, reader x goo/jake/johan, slightly suggestive on goo’s 

author’s note: jake’s part is so short but I literally could not think of any argument plot for him cause honestly wtf is there to even argue about when dating him. you would also never catch me giving up my bed after some argument. it better be him sleeping on that couch ong

This was going nowhere and the both of you have been going at it for the past hour already. You hated arguing with Jake. He never raises his voice at you nor even bat an angry glare towards you during arguments but that’s just what makes arguing with him even more frustrating sometimes. He’s so gentle but stubborn and you find yourself having to hold yourself back trying to convey your feelings with the same gentle energy when you’re really about to snap, feeling frustrated with how he’s not hearing you. 

“It’s getting late now, y/n. Let’s just go to sleep.” Jake sighed and pleaded. You stared blankly at him before looking at the time and gave a sigh yourself. You don’t want to just end the argument here but it was getting late. Still, no matter how much you did not want pettiness to cloud your judgment, the feelings of frustration were too strong at the moment to be ignored. You didn’t  want to take it out on him. You could never anyways. 

“I’m sleeping on the couch today.” You stated as your final solution to deal with this built up anger. You needed your own space and time alone to calm down. 

Jake’s eyes widened and shock formed his face, “What? Why?” He reached out and grabbed hold of your hand, scared, you’re about to walk away from him any second after saying that. “Y/n, wait. It doesn’t have to be that way.” 

“I know, Jake. I just want some space to cool down.” 

Hurt overtook his initial shock and the room fell silent for a minute until he finally broke the silence by pulling you closer towards him. He placed his hand on your cheek, gently stroking it before replying with, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you that angry to the point where you don’t even want to sleep next to me. Please, just sleep with me tonight and we can try to work it out tomorrow. I promise.” You felt yourself being pulled into his arms and his hug became more firm by the second, afraid you’ll pull away. You felt a small chaste kiss on your forehead as he soothingly caressed your back.

All the frustration and pettiness you just felt immediately dissipated. No matter how bad your fights get, you know you’ll regret pushing him away more. With how busy he already is, the two of you barely even have time together. Spending the times when you two are finally together being separated is not something you want to be taken for granted.

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize.” He said before picking you up bridal style, carrying you into your shared bedroom.

If there’s one thing you know so well like the back of your hand when it comes to Johan, it’s that he’s beyond stubborn than that of a toddler. His face turns pouty and he starts throwing small silent tantrums. You could even say he looks cute in this state if it wasn’t for him racking your absolute nerves right now. You knew what you were getting into when you both first started dating but as time passes in your relationship, he started becoming more reckless. He’s been acting too reckless lately and you’ve been scared for his safety. All you wanted was for him to finally listen for once. 

“Johan, please.”

“It’s not a big deal, y/n. It’ll heal.” He countered.

A heavy sigh left your lips. You were exasperated with this ongoing argument that’s going nowhere. “It cannot properly heal when you end up getting hurt even more with your fights.”

“I told you not to involve yourself in my business. I don’t want you involved.” He countered again. This time, actually hurting your feelings with what he just said. You know all too well that fighting is what he has to do. He has no other choice but to fight in the circumstances that he's in at the moment, but you just can’t stand seeing him come home everyday bloodied with new bruises each day taking over his body. You shouldn’t have to feel wronged for worrying about him but he was making you feel just that. Fighting the tears that were about to spill out of your eyes, you quickly turned yourself away from him. This was just getting nowhere.

“It’s getting late. Let’s just go to sleep.” You managed to softly let out. He let out a huff of breath before getting up and heading towards the bathroom to call it a day. You stayed back, heading your way into another room to cry while you waited for your turn. 

Opening the bathroom door, you headed out once you were finished with your night routine, tears still spilling down your face. On your way out, you caught a glimpse of Johan’s silhouette getting himself comfortable in your shared bed. Not wanting him to see you like this, you opted out on sleeping on the couch for tonight. 

Finally settling onto the couch, minutes passes by as you wait for the drowsiness to kick in, tossing and turning to soothe yourself to sleep. After about  an hour, you were finally in a comfortable position to fall asleep until you heard movements of shuffling from the bedroom. The sound of the bedroom door opening followed, and two pairs of footsteps sounded down the hallway. It was heading towards you. You could hear and feel it coming but your face is still messy with stained tears, and red puffy eyes from all the crying. Quickly shutting your eyes, you pretended to be asleep as the large figure finally made its way right in front of yours, towering over your sleeping body before crouching down to your level. 

“Y/n, what are you doing?” Johan asked, trying to see if you were really sleeping or not. You stayed silent not wanting to get into another argument about why you chose to sleep on the couch instead of with him. From where he was, he could spot the tear stains on your face and immediately felt guilty. He really didn’t mean to hurt you. He just wanted to keep you safe and away from his dangerous life, and if he could, he would’ve made it up to you for all the times he made you sad or worried by now. He just never got the chance to or even know how.

The silence dragged out for a good minute, leaving you nervously sweating wondering why he wasn’t leaving yet. You were about to give up and open your eyes to deal with whatever was about to come your way until he finally broke the silence. 

“I’m sorry.” He whispered. “I’ll try to be more careful next time.” With that, you felt his presence getting up like he was about to leave until two pairs of arms reached under your figure and swiftly lifted you up. You held in the surprised yelp you were about to let out trying to not blow your cover before you felt a small kiss being planted on the side of your head as he carried you back into the bedroom.

The two of you have been going back and forth for a while now ever since Goo came home. He came back with stashes of cash and fresh fighting bruises on his body. You knew what type of person Goo is and what his lifestyle consisted of but what you didn’t know was the deep shady businesses he has recently gotten himself into that he didn’t tell you about. You had your suspicions though. It rose a month ago when you started noticing his odd behaviors: checking his phone more often than ever around you, the expensive clothes and jewelries he was buying for the both of you, being away from home more often due to “errands” and coming home way later than usual, and of course the most concerning of them all is the amount of blood and bruises on his body increasing in numbers as each day passes. You tried confronting him about it many times and each time he would always brush it off lightly and change the topic. Tonight was the last straw however, and you finally stood your ground trying to get answers out of him. He chuckled and playfully laughed it off again like it was nothing, dodging the topic left and right until your temper was at its limit and you snapped. You wanted him to understand how serious this was. 

“Darling, come on. I told you it’s nothing to worry about.” He tried downplaying it. Goo was trying to sound serious after seeing your change of mood but you could tell a part of him is still not taking you seriously.

“Goo, isn’t this all too shady? Whatever you’re doing is going too far now, no?” You said and immediately regretted it as soon as those words left your mouth. The atmosphere around you suddenly shifts and the air around your boyfriend turns cold. His icy glare pierced through you as his next words sent chills down your spine. 

“Y/n. Know your boundaries, yea?” You stood frozen in place, shocked at what just transpired, not knowing how to react. He never looked or spoke to you like that before. Silence fell over the room as you’re left speechless trying to find something to say, anything. 

“I- Goo..” Was all you managed to let out before he turned his back to you, making his way to the bathroom to clean himself off. “We’re done. No more talking about this matter, y/n.” With that, you hear the bathroom door shut and the sound of the shower being turned on in the distance, leaving you to your thoughts alone. 

The both of you were now standing across each other from your shared bed after finishing your night routines, getting ready to finally get in bed and sleep the night away. Goo pulled the blanket on his side and laid down first. You on the other hand were fidgeting and stalling time to lay down. You felt uneasy getting into bed with him right now and going to sleep like nothing happened. You hate to admit it cause he has never made you feel this way before but what happened earlier scared you. It felt like being on the receiving end of all those who had the misfortune of running into him during fights before they met their doom. Of course, you know he would never hurt you but that doesn’t change the fact that you feel pretty shaken up from his glare and cold words. 

Maybe you should give him some time to himself, you thought. Finally making your decision, you went to pick the pillow from your side up and walk towards your bedroom door. “Goodnight, Goo.” You said, turning the doorknob.

“Huh? Y/n, where are you going?” His voice rang from behind you with confusion. Stopping in your tracks, you tried making it sound like everything was okay as you turned around to face him.“...I just thought that I should sleep on the couch tonight.”

“What? Why?” He asked with concern and quickly got up from the bed to walk towards you. Cupping your cheeks in his hands, he soothingly started stroking your cheeks with his thumbs before speaking up, “What’s wrong? Why do you want to sleep on the couch instead of with me?”

“Uh…” You didn’t know how to tell him. That you were scared and thought he was mad at you. That he would even speak to you like that. But honestly, how could he not know, acting like nothing just happened? 

“Is it because of what happened?” You didn’t answer and just let the silence speak for itself. 

“Y/n. I didn’t mean it like that.” 

“It sounded like you did mean it like that though.”

“No, you know that.”

“No, I don’t know that. Goo, I know whatever you’re trying to hide means a lot to you but do you know how worried I get seeing you come home like that everyday? You’re becoming so different, I’m scared.” 

He looked at you shocked, trying his best to take in what you just said. “I… Baby, I’m sorry.” He finally managed and pulled you in, placing a meaningful kiss on your forehead. “I just want you to trust me. Please. I’m fine. You know me, no one could ever hurt me like that.” He chuckled saying that. “Sleep with me tonight. We can talk about it tomorrow. I promise.” He smirked and leaned in to steal your lips. Kissing you passionately before it quickly turned heated. His smirk became wider as he pulled away, dragging you towards the bed. “Let me make it up to you.”

[bubbless-s]

Daniel Park who remembers the small things about you, how you like your coffee or which side of the bed you prefer.

Vin Jin who convinces you to have a singing contest in the shower, I mean double the win right—you naked and he gets to show off.

Gun Park who prefers slow and deliberate kisses to the quick pecks you give him, if he’s going to kiss he’s going to make it worth it.

Goo Kim who lives to tease you be it messing up your hair, poking your cheeks or calling you the most ridiculous nicknames.

Johan Seong who says he’s not the jealous type but then proceeds to sulk the entire evening because you paid attention to someone else.

Eli Jang who loves back hugs, he would wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on your shoulder.

James Lee who throws a couple of heart shaped lollipops whenever he buys you a bouquet of flowers.

Zack Lee who is so whipped for you that all of the girls in his department these him about it “Wow Zack you look a little too happy with carrying her bag?”

Extra:

Taehoon Seong doesn’t know how to express his feelings properly and tried to show his love through his actions and sarcastic teasing.

ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ

[kumasakka]

Hiii! Can you do how lookism men reaction will be about reader asking them “what if I disappear one day?” or “what if I disappeared one day, what you will do?”

Like hudson, gun, goo, eli jang, taeso ma, James lee and other characters.

Sorry if there was any mistakes, my english is not good. 😅

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 ? ❞

little headcanon — how will the lookism cast answer or react to that question?

“Find you. But it's not like I'd let you leave my sight.”

JAMES LEE.  JAKE KIM. JICHANG KWAK. Daniel Park. Hudson Ahn.

“...I'm not letting you go anymore.”

JOHAN SEONG.  SEONGJI YUK.  Daniel Park.  euntae lee (vasco).  jerry kwon.

“Is this your way of breaking up?”

ELI JANG.  SEONGJI YUK.  Jake Kim.  Warren Chae. Jaegyeon Na.   jace park. ryuhei kuroda.  eugene.

Panicks, thinking you would leave soon.

JAY HONG. DANIEL PARK.

Blinks several times before returning back to his work. He will not answer such stupid question.

GUN PARK. SAMUEL SEO. Gitae Kim. eugene. diego kang.

“Search across the whole world, hang up missing posters, incite world chaos.”

GOO KIM.  SINU HAN.  ZACK LEE.  Ryuhei Kuroda. eugene. taesoo ma.

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

a/n's note — never ever let me rank again. bY THE WAY I'M SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE.

[amphitriteswife]

Would they still date you if jonggun was your brother?

Shit was interesting in my head

Break up: Johan seong + Eli jang

Eli loves you. Thats a fact. An undeniable fact. But he’s more than just a lover or boyfriend. He’s a dad with a family he needs to protect. Eli is without a doubt convinced that Jonggun is the reason why Hostel ended up the way he did. He doesn’t forgive him not will he ever. And he still holds him accountable. To find out you’re related to him doesn’t make him see you any differently. You’re still Y/N to him. But, he is cautious and would like to know the relationship you have with Jonggun. If you are close to Jonggun, Eli would be on high guard. He’s sorry to break your heart. He hates it. But he can’t risk his family getting damaged once again by Jonggun. He can’t put Yenna or the other family members ot Hostel in danger. He hopes you understand..and if you don’t, then it’s also fine. He has been a hypocrite all his life, and if you tell him he’s still abandoning his family. Aka you. He doesn’t have an answer. If you hate him, that’s fine too. He doesn’t mind. He can handle it…he’ll try to. After all, his first priority is Yenna and that will never change…he’s sorry. But he has to.

Johan has always doubted people. He’s naive, yet untrusting towards other people. He’s always been alone. Sometimes it wad because it was necessary. Sometimes because he preferred to be on his own. You were no different. He was rather awkward when you two forst met, and it took quite a while for him to trust you. But it all worked out in the end. At least. That’s what Johan thought. Hearing you say you’re related to Jonggun made him wary of you. It’s not intentional. He knows it’s wrong…it’s just…how? How are you related to that monster? Everything in his life fell apart because of Jonggun. His mom. His gang. Charles. The drugs at club Vivi. It’s the drive to keep him going. You’re important to him, that’s true. But He can’t overlook it. His hatred seeps too deep to forget or forgive. You’re not him. He knows that. He keeps telling himself that. But he still feels betrayed. Why didn’t you tell him? Even if you were afraid to tell him about it because of his reaction, he still wanted to know and it wouldn’t change the answer. He feels too much rage. Too much betrayal. Too much hatred. He’s sorry. He really is. But he doesn’t want to be with you anymore.

Okay-ish: Jake kim + Samuel seo

To find out you’re related to Jonggun is… a surprise to say the least. Jake himself feels strongly about Jonggun, it’s not something he hides. Even if he knows you’re Jonggun’s sibling, he still doesn’t change his opinion on him. However, he does tone down his words to you. After all, you love your brother for who he is and Jake won’t say you can’t. His revenge is important to him, for Sinu, for Big Deal, and for himself. But ultimately he doesn’t make you choose between him or your brother. He thinks you can love him and your brother at the same time. And he’s okay with that. He’ll learn to live with it, and he hopes you’re fine with him being rather distant at times when you mention Jonggun. Overall, as long as you don’t make him be in the same room as Jonggun. Will he still take revenge on him? Yes definitely. He’s sorry if he hurts you because of it. He won’t hold it over your head, so don’t hold it over his either please.

Now, if this was early samuel, he would have absolutely lost his shit. Probably screamed, cried, yelled, 100% got violent with you and i’m not even sure if you would make it out alive. Especially if you had kept it hidden from him. He would NOT have forgiven you for it. But, as we can see in the manhwa now. He has grown as a person and overall doesn’t hold the grudge that was deeply rooted in himself against Jonggun anymore. He’s over that now and focuses on the things he does have in his life. He seems more composed and started to actually reflect on what he does or doesn’t want. If you meet Samuel after he is over Jonggun and getting his validation, he doesn’t seem to care all that much about you two being related. As long as you don’t force them to be buddies he’s chill with it and couldn’t care less.

[shintaru]

lookism | Cuddling head canons pt.3

Pt.1, pt.2, pt.4

Eli Jang

Likes cuddling with you and Yenna

loves coming home seeing both you asleep with Yenna in your arms. He will lay beside you and cover you up with a blanket.

will be the big spoon he loves holding onto you, he won’t admit it but he has a fear that if he lets go you’ll disappear

let’s you sleep in his clothes

Likes cuddling on the couch watching cartoons with you & Yenna

Johan Seong

Likes cuddling with you and his dogs

loves eating and cuddling. Expect him to get crumbs everywhere and he doesn’t share his food. Anytime you reach for some chips he’ll snatch the bag and give you a side eye. That is if the bag isn’t already empty.

will let you play with his hair, it relaxes him

let’s you fall asleep on his chest. He likes seeing how peaceful you look while resting.

He will lay on you any chance he gets

Bonus : he will stare at you a lot and study your face because he’s afraid that he won’t remember what you look like if he loses his eye sight

Jong Gun

Likes being in control

loves being an asshole. You’re cold and you want him to spare the blanket prepare for him to ignore you until he feels like sharing.

will hog the blankets when you sleep over it doesn’t matter if you bring extra blankets he somehow manages to have them all

let’s you sleep over because he doesn’t like having to wait on you to arrive at his house to cuddle

You have to initiate cuddling he won’t unless he is really sleepy

Joon Goo

Likes when you snuggle up to him when you fall asleep first

Loves getting on your nerves in a playful way. He will do small things to annoy you like sticking his foot in your face, farting under the blanket and trapping you underneath it

will make a bunch of random dad jokes that make you shake your head and sigh while you’re both laying side by side

let’s you sleep in his clothes

Gets way too excited when he has time to cuddle with you

Jake Kim

Likes when you cuddle on the couch and fall asleep on him. He will carry you to bed and sleep with you in his arms.

loves when you straddle his lap and wrap your arms around his neck

will alternate between being the big & small spoon

let’s you trace your fingers over his scars and tattoos if he’s comfortable with you he’ll tell you how he got the scars and why he got his tattoos

Doesn’t want to get out of bed and let you go when he has to go to work

dedicated to @vynnyll

[koiiiji]

we don’t talk enough about them😔😔

[simpforwebtoonmen]

★lookism characters with an s/o with a similar fighting style as Bayonetta pt.2

feat. Johan Seong, Zack Lee, Mira Kim

So the first one did pretty good so im gonna do a second one :) (edit: it's been ages since i've posted (i fell out of my hyper fixation on lookism BUT NOW ITS BACK YIPPIE) and college is sort of kicking me in the ass rn) not proofread

sorry zack fans but his part is really short...

★Johan Seong

Everyone knows of his "copy and paste" abilities, right? Even with little knowledge of a fighting technique, he's almost always been able to pull it off without any difficulty.

So why is it that he can't copy your technique?

He groaned, his hands on his knees as he panted, letting beads of sweat drip from his forehead and his shirt just slightly damp from the sweating. He hasn't been able to catch up with you at all during this training session. The way you'd fly through the air with no trouble, as if there wasn't such a thing as wind resistance. You were so quick with your movement, making it hard for him to even catch up with you. And even if he could predict your dodging technique, he couldn't predict where you'd dodge or if you'd try and land a blow onto him. You were so predictable yet so unpredictable as you'd never do the same thing twice, there was always something new with you.

"Goddammit," he muttered to himself, growing frustrated with his own slow movement, or rather what's slow compared to you. Usually he's quickly against most opponents, but of course you aren't one of those opponents. You giggle, "uh oh, looks like someone's struggling. Wanna call quits? No shame in doing so, Baby," your words were not comforting in anyway, your teasing tone giving away your true intentions. And who was Johan to not give into your obvious trap.

He wiped the sweat off of his face, and with a deep breath in he straightened himself up. Getting into a fighting position, one you havent seen before, he raises a hand, beckoning you to come forward with his pointer and middle finger, "you fuckin' wish."

With a laugh, you got into position as well, "finally gonna take me seriously?" you teased, your lips curled into a beautiful grin.

And with that, you finally make the first move, jumping up and forward toward your boyfriend. Your left leg winding back just as quickly as it landed a kick on your boyfriend's face.

-

"aww, you poor thing! I'm so sorry! lemme kiss it better," you apologized, taking Johan's face into your hands, careful to not grab too hard and to avoid bruises and bumps. Softly and gently, you peppered his face with kisses. And despite his frustration towards you, he let you do as you pleased (as if he didn't enjoy your coddling and kisses. The pink on his cheeks told you everything you needed to know).

★Zack Lee

"Do I look like I need help?"

"yes, very much so."

He sighs, "alright fine, but don't you dare get hurt!"

You laugh, "yeah, that's funny." that earned a confused look from zack and an even funnier look when you stood on your hands kicked your heel into a workers nose, causing a messy nose bleed and most likely a broken nose.

"what the fu-" his distraction and attention on you left him open, a rather weak punch to the jaw causing him to get his head back in the game.

Just as he takes down the second to last worker, he's almost taken out by the last one but is saved when a chain wraps around his torso and is yanked against the ground, his head hitting the ground first causing him to pass out.

On the other side of that chain was you. How were you able to slam a man 3x your size to the ground with a chain no less? Zack has dated you for a pretty long time but has known you as a friend for longer, and he's had no idea how or when you've acquired such skills. but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't thinking about marriage right now.

"hello? Zack? Earth to Zack!...what the hell is wrong with this dude-"

"marriage..."

"okay, what the flip man."

★Mira Kim

it was supposed to be a peaceful and fun date. And it was for a while. You and your girlfriend, Mira, first got coffee at your favorite cafe, then went shopping at the local mall, and now as your leaving the mall's arcade, hand in hand with Mira, a group of mall stop you from exiting.

"what do we have here?" the one in front, who also happened to be the tallest and most menacing, mocked the two of you. Mira, unafraid and not one to give into bullying or intimidation, replied, "we're on a date, can't you see that?" she raised hers and your connected hands, showing them evidence.

The tall one laughs, his three lackeys laughing along with him, "oh sweetie, I know you can do a lot better than," he looked you up and down, "that." He takes a step closer to Mira, though she stands her ground, refusing to move or let go of your hand. She already knew you had her back, though she's never seen you in action, the stories told from Zack is enough to tell her that you're more than capable of protecting her and yourself.

The man smiles, his hot breath wafting in Mira's face causing her to scrunch her nose in disgust. "I'm a much better person to be going with, doncha think?" it was much worse for Mira when he talked.

And just when the man was about to move closer, he was rough shoved backwards. "yeah, that's enough," you step in front of Mira, realizing that this man was taking it too far and would go farther if he could.

But apparently, the shove backwards was not enough hint for him. "mother fucker!" he wasted no time throwing a punch at you. You deflect it by simply shoving his arm away followed by a kick underneath his chin. he damn near flies backward and onto his back, your leg straight upward in front of you for a few seconds before you slowly lower it back down.

Mira stood behind you, stunned with her hand covering her mouth. Her shock increases when she realizes that the man was now unconscious as his three goonies try to shake him awake. They try to point fingers at you, blaming him for his 'death', which was ridiculous because it was very clear that he was still breathing by the way his chest rose up and down. Of course their accusations cease when you smile down at them, your smile full of mischief and malice.

They end up dragging away their leader and you and Mira were able enjoy the rest of your date in the mall in peace.

"(name)"

"yes, sweets?"

"that was really hot..."

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

IDEAL TYPE PART 2

Characters: Jake Kim, Eli Jang, Johan Seong

Jake Kim

A sporty girl who's a total tomboy and can crack skulls 🥰

I'm not kidding, this dude gives major "I like a woman who can kill me" vibes.

Looks don’t matter. Absolutely not. But yeah, you do need to be healthy, he won't vibe with a couch potato or a lazy sloth. Part of it is because he’ll worry a lot, and he can’t stand watching you do self-damage.

Someone who isn’t clingy or demanding of his attention 24/7. He’s got Big Deal to handle, and god knows when a new threat might show up. He needs someone who understands he won’t always be available at a moment’s notice but also someone strong enough to hold him accountable when things go wrong.

He’ll try his absolute best to be the best boyfriend/husband/partner. The memories of what his father did to his mother still haunt him, and you're far too precious to ever be treated that way.

A fierce, sassy mess who’ll drag him out of the shadows when things get rough.Someone with a good head on their shoulders who knows when to be serious and when to go full clown mode.

Overall, a tough nut with a soft heart, for our beloved babygirl 💓

ELI JANG

Truth be told, he doesn’t have an “ideal type” in mind. If you’re a good person and get along with Yenna, a marriage proposal might just come your way 😉😉

But hey, it’s not like anyone who’s nice, kind, and gets along with Yenna can win his heart. Of course, you need to be good friends first and foremost. Even being sweet to Yenna won’t be enough,you need to build a real bond with him for him to even consider you in a romantic light.

Again, looks don’t matter at all. At first, he’ll probably just think, "You’re such a good friend, that’s why I think about you all the time, right? That’s why I search for you in the school corridors, right?"

Eventually, he’ll accept his feelings, but he’ll weigh everything carefully before stepping into a romantic relationship.He needs someone genuinely kind, someone who sees beyond his scars, both literal and emotional. Someone he can open up to, who’ll stick with him through thick and thin.

A person who can help lift some of the burden off his shoulders and let him breathe for once. And someone who understands and respects that he’s not just your boyfriend: he’s a dad too. Yenna will always come first, and if you can respect that, he’ll feel both guilty and deeply grateful.

He’ll go all out for you in whatever way he can, but even the tiniest gesture from you will make him feel like the happiest man alive. So he needs someone unafraid to show how much they love him.

Open expressions of love and affirmations will be incredibly healing for him both emotionally and mentally.

JOHAN SEONG

Tough nut to crack 🙏 but he really needs someone who doesn’t beat around the bush: a no-nonsense person who can get straight to the point.

He was incredibly respectful to Lua when she helped him, but the moment she started meddling in his business, his guard shot right back up. That’s why patience and understanding go such a long way with him.

Not saying you should tolerate his tantrums or mood swings without pushing back, but you do need the ability to see that, sometimes, the things he does are just his way of protecting his heart. That fragile heart full of love, but terrified it’ll be shattered 😭

He needs someone soft and sweet, but also a little headstrong, like Tohru from Fruits Basket. Compassionate enough to navigate the emotional messiness, but also strong enough to step in when that mess starts hurting him... or you.

For him, affirmations work like magic. He’ll dodge them or call you stupid, but the tips of his ears will be redder than a tomato 🍅 and that’s how you know he secretly loves it. So of course, you just tickle him 🌸🌸

In a nutshell: a calm and confident soul, someone compassionate enough to truly see him for who he is, but strong enough not to bend to him. Someone who reminds him that, yes, the world is cruel, but it’s also incredibly beautiful (hehe AOT)

[y-junghyeok]

Originally requested on @k-dokja

"Stop squirming."

Johan lets out a long, suffering breath. His grip on your hips is firm, but if anyone can see his face now, they'd see how hotly he blushes. It's a blessing he has remembered to pull his hood up before getting on the bus. Out of place, he might be, but it conceals the worst of his embarrassment.

Curse this packed bus and its lack of seats.

Actually, he'd curse you and your niceness. You could've made him stand up and give his seat to the old woman. No, you had to go and do it on your own. He knows you'd have to stand for the remainder of the ride—across the city, mind—if he didn't pull you back on his laps.

You'd not even complain about it later when your feet and legs ached.

Then, he'd have to go and carry you around anyway once he sees the strain it has on you. Honestly, what would you do without him? Nothing good, he swears.

"Uhm, Johan?"

The slight note of distress in his voice snaps him out of his brooding. Only then does he realise that his grip on you has tightened to the point where it shouldn't. He sighs again and relaxes his hold, putting his hand on your thigh instead. "Yeah?"

"Don't your legs get numb...?" You ask hesitantly, squirming again. His entire body tenses at the action. Not because your concern holds any weight, but because your friction has done some irreparable damage.

"I'm fine," he grits out. He won't even check if other people notice what's going on. "Sit still."

"But—"

"No 'buts', stay," his shaky breath is louder than he wanted. You may notice it by now, you may not. Either way, you're not standing for however long the ride takes.

When you turn back to check him, he turns his head further away. The hood obscures his burning cheeks, sparing his dignity some mercy. All he can do now is pray for the moment the elderly woman gets down from the bus. Salvation cannot come soon enough.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism Guys Listening to You Ramble

G/N. Just something light hearted. Masterlists

"Sorry," you say, looking sheepish.

You must have talked nonstop for the last ten minutes. Not that he's complained much about it. Nevertheless, when it's something you're particularly passionate about, you can't help yourself. It's a habit you're trying to break out of.

"I was rambling again, right?"

.

.

Ryuhei continues looking at you like the lovestruck fool that he is.

Fact is, he tuned out when you were only a few sentences in, preferring to bathe in the melody of your voice, bask in the centre of your attention instead. He looks at your pretty face and your full lips and he's just grateful to be here.

.

.

Goo grins, "Yep, but don't stop sweetheart."

He's self aware enough to know that he absolutely loves the sound of his own voice and you have done your own fair share of listening. It's the least he can do. Besides, seeing you light up when you talk about something you're passionate about is absolutely adorable.

.

.

"Yes," Gun deadpans, face blank but eyes soft. "I don't mind."

He's never felt the urge to tell you to shut up. To be honest, ramblings that would have started a headache from anyone else, he can't get enough of when it's from you. He's so used to the silence when on his own that your voice is a welcome reminder of your company.

.

.

Vin peeks at you over his sunglasses and shrugs. "I stopped listening ages ago."

You huff a little even if you did apologise, because what a rude asshole. And you don't hesitate to tell him so.

But beneath the facade, he has taken every word to heart and when he later asks a question so specific to a throwaway sentence during your ramble, you can't help smiling at how closely he was listening.

.

.

"Yeah," Jake pulls you close and kisses you sweetly on the forehead, " but I like it."

He will happily listen to you talk about anything. It's a nice break from some of the troubles of Big Deal, reminding him that the world is bigger than his bubble and as a bonus, you're cute as hell especially talking about your latest interest.

.

.

"It's fine," Johan mutters, tips of his ears pink.

He has no problem telling most people to shut the hell up but he can never bring himself to be mean to you. Besides, you know he's telling the truth. He listens, face soft and content, not even realising he's wearing a small smile for you.

.

.

Samuel rolls his eyes and pulls you into his lap.

He's a great listener. Honed after years of working in the corporate world, listening to far more dull and boring people. Whatever you say is infinitely more interesting.

Samuel tells you this, arms wrapped around you and face nuzzling into your neck.

[ay4tou]

Can I request a fic for Johan and a reader where they are friends but he has a secret crush on her one day they're hanging out and the reader is doing Johans hair and he keeps moving. So she holds his head in place using her thighs. He finally ends up snapping and confronting her about knowing about his feelings and to stop playing with them.

unspoken truths | johan seong x reader

summary: when a simple moment with johan takes an unexpected turn, the tension becomes impossible to ignore. but sometimes, it only takes one bold move to uncover the truth.

author's note: my first request!! anyway i promised i would post a fic after i went to go vacay at singapore but then i got sick OOPS. MY BAD YALL 🏃💨 | masterlist

The two of you were seated in your room, a familiar space where you’d spent countless hours over the years you've known each other. The sunlight streaming through the window caught the strands of his chestnut-brown hair, which was, as always, an unruly mess.

“Your hair’s a disaster.” you teased, grabbing a comb from your desk.

Johan shot you a flat look, though a faint blush crept to his cheeks. “It’s fine the way it is.”

“Not while I’m here, it’s not.” you countered, taking a seat behind him on the bed. You began working through the strands, carefully parting and combing.

“Stop moving,” you said, exasperated as he shifted slightly for the third time.

“I’m not moving...” he muttered, but the stubborn smirk tugging at his lips told you otherwise.

“Yes, you are. If you don’t hold still, I’m never going to finish.”

“I didn’t ask you to do this.” he quipped.

You rolled your eyes. “Fine. If you’re going to be difficult, I’ll make you stay still.”

Before Johan could protest, you swung a leg over, settling yourself on his lap. His face immediately flushed as you held his head still with your thighs.

“Wha- what are you doing?” he stammered, his usual composure completely shattered.

“This.” you replied nonchalantly, resuming your work. “Now you have no excuse to move.”

He sat frozen beneath you, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. His bangs brushed against your fingers as you worked, and he avoided looking at you, his jaw tight. The silence in the room felt heavier than usual, but you were too focused to notice the way his ears were turning red.

After a while, you finally leaned back to admire your work. “Perfect! See? That wasn’t so hard, was it-"

“Stop." Johan said abruptly, his voice quiet but firm.

You frowned, caught off guard by his tone. “Stop what?”

“This.” he said, gesturing between the two of you, his bangs falling back into his face. “You know what you’re doing. Don’t act like you don’t.”

“What are you talking about?” you asked, genuinely confused.

“You always do this!" he muttered, his voice sharper now. “Getting close, touching me like this… acting like it doesn’t mean anything. You have to know, right? Or are you just messing with me?”

His words hit you like a ton of bricks. You stared at him, frozen, as the realization began to sink in. When you didn’t respond immediately, Johan let out a frustrated sigh, his nonchalant mask slipping back into place.

“Ugh. Forget it.” he mumbled, moving to stand, but you grabbed his wrist.

“Johan...” you said softly, your voice cutting through the tension. “I didn’t know. I swear I didn’t. But… I’m glad you told me.”

He froze, his eyes snapping back to yours. “You… are?”

You nodded, your cheeks warming as your grip on his wrist tightened slightly. “Because I feel the same way.”

His eyes widened, and for a moment, he just stared at you, his usual guarded demeanor completely gone. Then, with a quiet huff, he looked away, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

“Good.” he muttered, his voice quieter now. “But next time, maybe don’t use your thighs to trap me.”

You laughed, the tension in the room finally breaking. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

Johan smirked, though his ears were still pink. “And you’re annoying.”

[k-dokja]

AHHHHH I love how you described Johan & reader as girl & her huge scary dog 😭😭💞

Can you please write moreee of them. Their life in schoolll 😭 perhaps even include how Johan scares off anyone who's clearly interested in reader or tries to bully her?? Only if you like, it's your wish 💞

"You know... we don't have to spend all of our hours together."

Johan grumbles, moving the book covering his head so that it would shield the light from his eyes better. You have half the mind to ask if that's even necessary seeing his condition. When the two of you arrived on the first day, you were filled with the hope that Johan could get an opportunity to make new friends and expand his social circle.

But up until now, all he does is tailing you. Save for the one time when he realises you're heading to the bathroom, where he takes a sharp turn to the male bathroom next to it. Even now, during your lunch break, the only interaction he gets with other classmates is through them inviting you to eat with them.

You don't really mind it, you simply worry that he won't manage to make new friends like this. Even without his grumpiness, he's always the shy sort, making you the de-facto communicator between the two of you. Before, on the streets, you don't really have to think much about it, but now...

With a concerned glance at his slumping form, you sigh, not knowing what else to do. At least, until you're interrupted by a classmate sitting down on the seat in front of you. It wouldn't have been so surprising had it been the owner of that seat, but no, you remember this boy sitting across the class.

"Hey," he smiles at you and you reflexively smile back.

"Hi," you say, almost putting on your customer service voice, "do you need anything?"

Whatever he has in mind must've escaped his thoughts, because he spends the next few moments opening his mouth, and closing it shut, then a red colour stains his cheeks that reminds you of the times when Johan is flustered. Except he often glares at you ineffectively, this boy scratches the back of his head and looks away.

"Are you, uh, a thing with him?" The boy nods at Johan as he finally finds his voice.

"Hm?" You blink. "No, we're two things."

The boy chuckles, a bit exasperated, "No, I mean, are you two together? Are you guys... dating?"

"Yes."

That answer didn't come from you. In fact, it comes from next to you. Johan perks up with bleary eyes that make his glare less effective than it should be, but it translates the point anyway. "Is there a problem with that?" Johan asks pointedly.

The boy raises his hands up defensively. You know it's only an instinctive response, but knowing your boyfriend's past, it's not an unreasonable one. "Uh, no," the boy quickly recovers, you realise you haven't caught his name, "we have a group gathering coming up and we want to include you two, just wasn't sure what's your, uh, situation?"

Johan frowns, unconvinced, "Is that all it is?"

"Johan, don't be hard on him," you quickly squeeze his arm, not noticing the way the other boy's expression falls. Johan does, however, and his eyes narrow.

"We'd love to join," you chime, "please have patience with him, he's a little antisocial."

A grunt of protest bubbles up from Johan's throat, but he doesn't have the heart to rebuke you. He doesn't have the ground to stand on anyway, you already underplay the truth.

"Yeah, of course," the other boy's face brightens a bit, "I—we'd love to get to know you—you two better!"

After you exchange contact information with the boy and notice his friends waving at you, you turn back to Johan with a smile, already hopeful about the prospect. "I hope we can click with them."

Johan huffs, "But not too much," his eyes are still on the retreating form of the other boy, who you had come to know as Jiwon. The moment Jiwon turns back to look at the two of you, Johan reaches over to the under of your seat and drags your whole desk closer to him, which would've blocked the way had it not for your position near the end of the class.

He ignores your alarmed look, seemingly too focused on something else. Meanwhile, you're a little befuddled by his actions. "You can see him?"

This time around, you're the one who's getting a look from him.

"What?"

"Seriously?"

Instead of giving you a proper answer, he only pulls at your cheek before slumping back to sleep again. Not without a final command, however, "Pet my hair."

"Jeez, what's with you today?" You pout a little but comply anyway, enjoying the fluffiness of his brown locks. This time around, Johan drifts into sleep even with the nearby light casting down on his face. Seeing him this peaceful makes it all doesn't seem too bad, going back to school might've been a good idea after all.

You can only hope it stay that way.

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 ! ❞

a little drabble about johan having a crush on you — he's totally whipped though.

　IT'S when you said that his hair was getting pretty long and that he should maybe cut it, only hindering his already poor eyesight more. And he did cut his hair. No, not because you suggested it.

Johan did it on his own, because he wanted to. Yes. It's not like he sat on the usual meeting spot, the bench in the park, for hours while waiting for you just so you can see his new and fresh haircut.

What did you say? It looks good? He's handsome? Oh his cheeks are red? How dare you accuse him of blushing? He would never. Why would he even blush? Only because you gave him two or three compliments?

Just because you ARE a little cute — cuter than the average — and a bit friendly with him, doesn't mean that he has a crush on you. Why would someone even think that he has a crush on you?

But by the time he catches himself staring at your figure for a little too long, he knew he was absolutely whipped. How couldn't he? Even Eden and Miro were happy at the sight of you!

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

a/n's note — it's not like i'm whipped for johan...