#lee soo hyuk gif hunt

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{ lee soo hyuk , 36 , cis man , he/him } we are so glad to see you safe, tsar nikolai stasov of russia ! it’s dangerous out in the world these days , but i hear that you are brilliant and headstrong enough to handle it. just don’t let your aloofness bring you down. stay on your guard , because with your secret being at risk for exposure , you wouldn’t want everyone to find out you once fled from your duties and lived under a different identity for a handful of years - during which you were briefly held hostage by unknown forces.

basic information.

full name: nikolai stasov. nickname: nik, kolya , nika. name meaning: victory of the people. age: thirty-six. date of birth: october 24th. astrological sign: scorpio. gender & pronouns: cis man , he / him. orientation: biromantic , bisexual. spoken languages: russian , ukranian , english , french , spanish , german , latin , some turkish and mandarin. title: tsar of russia , chief military commander. martial status: widower. unwed , unbetrothed. loyalty: the stasovs and russia.

personality.

positive: brilliant ,  headstrong ,  perceptive , driven ,  valiant , ironwilled. negative: aloof ,  vengeful ,  brusque , overprotective , obstinate , secretive. moral alignment: lawful neutral. temperament: choleric. enneagram: 8w9 , the bear. hobbies: sword fighting , hunting , reading , playing the piano.

familial ties.

mother: tsarina utp stasov. siblings: five younger siblings , all alive. spouse: penelope stasov nee cardon , wife , deceased. children: nadia stasov , daughter , deceased. pets: three cats - a male russian blue and two siberians.

history.

the eldest was shaped to be the golden one. the first child adopted by the tsarina shortly after she assumed leadership of all of russia. nikolai's birth mother had been one of the tsarina's most loyal supporters who ha d tragically perished before she could see her friend begin steering the country onto a better path. however, previous bonds of friendship didn't equal warmth. nikolai's memories of his childhood were filled mostly with expectations - failure was not an option to the son the tsarina hoped to shape in her image, in russia's image. if he made mistakes in his lessons, he was expected to not only fix the mistake but study and train longer that day to ensure he never made it again. he could stare out the window of the stasov's humble home and see other children playing but rarely was he allowed to join them. it was a blessing then that god gifted nik with an exceptional mind, letting him learn topics with ease.

if given the choice, nikolai would've chosen to pursue a quieter career in the government - one day, a quiet envy would grow toward the role the second youngest stasov was raised to fill. but the tsarina wanted her firstborn to be a fighter. choice was not a word in nikolai's vocabulary. he was herded out of the library and toward the training yard where a weapon was put in his hand. russia and its people need a protector, he remembered being told, that will be you. and so it was. raised to exceed, he dedicated himself fully to his training and to defending russia and her people. he didn't hide behind fortress walls but faced conflict alongside his soldiers and ensured the people remained safe.

nikolai couldn't remember the exact moment the veil began tearing. it might've been when one of his close friends announced he was leaving the army to pursue a life in the theater. or maybe it wasn't a moment but rather a culmination of smaller ones - returning home successful only to be met with more orders rather than praise, the way so many questions felt as if they only had one acceptable answer. it didn't matter. what mattered was the realization that for over twenty-five years his life had never been his. it'd been russia's. every choice, if one could call them choices, had been decided with russia in mind, no matter if he agreed or not. a noble pursuit but again, not one he'd chosen.

the rebellions were small at first. he didn't neglect his duties but rather tried forging his own path. yet the more he tried creating his own image for himself, the more criticism he was met with. arguments with his mother suddenly became a frequent occurrence. not even the coldest of environments were immune to reaching a boiling point. it was when his mother arranged a betrothal for him that nikolai reached his point of no return. he had accepted the career his mother had chosen for him, dutifully served russia and worked alongside the people, but he couldn't even be granted the choice of who he spent his life with.

he left within a fortnight. only a note stating he would eventually return was left behind. since he never heard of a tsar running away, he assumed (correctly) that his family found ways to conceal his absence - the stasov image couldn't be called into question. the title of tsar was shed as was the stasov name. under a new identity, nikolai traveled and eventually settled down in a foreign city. life wasn't much different from how it'd been in russia, but it was all his now. it was during his years away that nikolai fell in love and got married. his true identity was told to her alone for when it was time, he intended to bring her and their daughter back to russia with him. but life in the quiet city felt far too ideal to give up. he might've stayed there forever . . .

but secrets never remain. to this day, nikolai still doesn't know how they learned his true identity. they were efficient and ruthless, taking not only him but his wife. his daughter didn't survive the initial attack. his time in captivity blended together, questions he refused to answer broken up by silence or torture, either his own or from hearing his wife's screams. they could've been there for only days or weeks. the moment an opportunity to escape presented itself, however, nikolai seized it. his military training had come to his aid, allowing him to maintain his sanity and watch how his captors acted, and now it aided him as he fought his way to freedom. he would've killed them all had his wife not been there; her safety paramount. but like orpheus looked back at eurydice and doomed her, so too did nikolai, wanting only to reassure her that they were steps from freedom, giving the gun enough time to be fired. one captor was missing from the hideaway - the rest met their end before he fled.

his family dead, there was only one place left for nikolai. he waited until his wounds had mostly healed before beginning the journey home. the prodigal son strode through the doors of the stasov home as if nothing was amiss and no matter what his family asked, he made no mention of being held hostage or of the wife and daughter he lost. but in the dead of night, a hunger for vengeance made him secretly search for the people behind what had happened.

it was a changed man who returned to russia, and in the four years since his return, nikolai dedicated himself fully to russia, proving with each passing day that he would never waver again. he returned to his post in the military but also insisted on working closer with his mother, helping with other tasks where he could, expanding his knowledge when he has the time. russia was his life now. the nation's success was all that mattered. that way, he would never feel the pain of loss ever again. a pain no one knew he carried for while he did reveal to his family that he'd once been held captive after the reckoning occurred, he never spoke of his wife and daughter. and the rest is history.

headcanons.

as eldest, he does view himself as his mother's main successor and longs to one day be bestowed the title of "the great" as ruling individual of the family. the desire is not born out of a hunger for power but rather due to his experience, intrinsic need to protect his younger siblings, and allow for them to have freedom to live as they please, specializing in their own field rather than worrying about all of russia.

despite dedicating himself fully to russia since his return, he still has strong disagreements with how his mother believes the country should be run. especially after seeing the world beyond russia and all they lack due to the tsarina's rules. he doesn't support the excessive luxury that some monarchs live in while their people struggle but he also doesn't believe a socialist russia is the avenue either. wants to find a balance so russia can thrive and is making his own moves to try and encourage that along where he can without the tsarina noticing.

crazy smart. probably would be considered a genius in modern time and has an outstanding memory. he isn't someone to forget a face or words said. but he isn't boastful. he's perfectly content with people not knowing how smart he is and thinking he's simply a military man. the element of surprise is valuable, after all.

despite not originally wanting a military role, nik has become an outstanding fighter. he was never a natural, his skills were earned through hours upon hours of hard work.

his disappearance was only known to the stasov family and other high up officials in the government - all of whom were tasked with secrecy. excuses were made for his absence, citing missions that kept him away or injuries from said missions.

he learned to play the piano when he was young but that was a hobby he was made to set aside in order to focus on the military. he picked it back up during his years away and still plays, though mostly in private.

always carries a locket with him that has two portraits, one of his wife and one of his daughter, in it.

his back is covered in scars. if anyone catches a glimpse of them, he says they're from the army but many are due to the torture he suffered.

while he was always a quiet person, he's grown even more withdrawn since returning home. he prefers keeping people at a distance so he doesn't have to worry about losing anyone else important to him. hence, many view him as cold like the russian climate he hails from. his siblings are the people who are most likely to see a different, warmer side of him but not all the time.

[gang-nim]

BASICS

FULL NAME: KIM GANG-NIM [ 김강림 ]

» MEANING: Kim [is written as 김 (gim) in both North and South Korea. The hanja for Kim, 金, can also be transliterated as 금 (geum) which means "gold, metal, iron".]; Gang-nim [강림 (hanja 降臨). descent of a god from heaven to earth.]

NICKNAME: He was called the terror in his days as a human and for good reasons. His mother, when she was alive, fondly called him Nim-nim when he was very little. That didn’t stick because his father never allowed it. He’s just known for his first name to this day.

AGE: 33-years old in appearance, 425-years old.

DATE OF BIRTH: 1597 November 21, Friday. He was born during the time of conflicts within the dynasty - power struggle and also Japan invasion later on.

PLACE OF BIRTH: Hanyang.

OCCUPATION: Essentially, he’s a bodyguard, but the body he’s guarding has no idea....

RELIGION: N/A

ORIENTATION: Heterosexual.........

GENDER: Cisgender Male.

VERSES: The Meaning of Forever; Night Shift

SPECIES: Human but with supernatural powers.

POWERS: As part of his curse, demon seals appeared on his forearms [ think of Constantine in the film but very different in design, tba] that allows him to access some divine power to exorcise demons/dark spirits, in protection of Namu, mostly. The energy absorb by the seals in his arm is then consumed by his body in the most torturous ways, again, as part of his curse. He did develop superhuman ability in terms of strength and immortality. He does get physically injured when in a fight or in an accident but he heals over-time and faster than a mortal.

PERSONALITY

STRENGTHS: Loyal, Powerful, Brave, Resourceful, Passionate.

WEAKNESSES: Violent, Distrusting, Obsessive, Manipulative, Jealous.

APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Lee Soo-hyuk.

HEIGHT: 6′0″ [183 cm.]

WEIGHT: 149 lbs. [68 kg.]

BUILD: Athletic; Gang-nim was very much into sports. He rode horses, hunted, and shot bows and arrows. He’s also a martial artist. 

GAIT: Confident.

HAIR COLOR: Dark brown.

EYE COLOR: Dark brown.

BIRTHMARK: Some.

OVERVIEW:

» SCARS: Various from accidents and battle. He has a distinctive scar on his left upper arm from an accident back when he was 19 during a hunting game. An arrow grazed him and cut through his attire. It was reported that it wasn’t an accident but actually an attempt on his life since his father who was part of the state council fighting for power within the palace. 

» TATTOOS: Demon seals as part of his curse.

BACKGROUND [ TRIGGER WARNING; SEXUAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE; SUICIDE ]

HOMETOWN: Hanyang then now Seoul in South Korea.

RESIDENCES: He has a permanent residence in Seoul and various homes in all parts of the world as he travels to find Namu...

NATIONALITY: South Korean.

ETHNICITY: Asian.

FINANCIAL STATUS: Gang-nim was born into a prestigious Kim clan from the Joseon Dynasty and always had wealth. His family owns lands and later on businesses which to a degree, he still access to. He always had a fund put away by his father since he was little that grew in time as he learned to navigate the changing world around him. He put his money into stocks and other businesses his clan owns.

EDUCATION LEVEL: Coming from a rich family, Gang-nim was well-educated during his time. Throughout the many years, he’d taken interest in various subjects and took classes but mostly studied on his own.

DEGREES: In today’s equivalent, he would had a degree in law and he was also interested in the sciences.

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Gang-nim speaks with an accent. Through the years he learned various languages including Nihonggo, Mandarin, some Cantonese, various dialects, English, French, German. His mother tongue is Hangul. He was educated to read and write in Hanja which was favored by the scholarly elite during the early days. Later on, he adapted Hangul as well.

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: Song Ji-yeong [ mother, d.]; Kim Dong-geun [ father, d.]

SIBLINGS: None legally, but it was reported that Kim Dong-geun had several illegitimate children.

CHILDREN: Gang-nim did father a couple of offspring but the account was that they were also punished because of Gang-nim’s sins. They unfortunately did not survive birth.

PETS: None.

SIGNIFICANT RELATIONSHIPS: Gang-nim entered an arrange marriage with a young woman named Na-mu, age 16 when he turned 20 at his father’s command. The marriage was unhappy and abusive on Gang-nim’s part. He had many affairs and mistresses that caused Na-mu great pain and embarrassment. Unbeknownst to Gang-nim, his young wife truly cared for him. The affection and attention was not reciprocated and Gang-nim continued to do as he pleased. After her second miscarrige, Na-mu went back to her family against everyone’s advice but Gang-nim did not care. Eventually, Na-mu passed and many claimed that she took her own life but the truth was that she passed due to a broken heart and health complications... Na-mu’s family was a clan of shamans who put a curse onto Gang-nim after their daughter’s death. Gang-nim is to roam the earth to search for Na-mu each time her soul returns to take over a new body and life. Gang-nim was to protect Na-mu from all the evils and darkness of the world but he could never have her or any other person for that matter. Gang-nim is to live an immortal life of sadness and pain.

» TBA.

FAMILY HISTORY: Gang-nim was born into a noble clan of Kims in Hanyang. He didn’t grow up with a mother although he’d said plenty of times that he remembers her though she passed when he was two years old. A lot of accounts claimed that Gang-nim’s mother was abused by his father and that she died of a broken mind and heart leaving her only child behind. Gang-nim never had a good relationship with his father whom treated Gang-nim as extension of his property than his own flesh and blood. Gang-nim’s father also had many affairs and did not care if his son witnessed any of them. 

ROMANTIC HISTORY: Gang-nim married a young woman from another noble family named Na-mu but the relationship was never happy. It resulted in two pregnancies that never survive. His abusive behavior resulted to Na-mu’s demise and her family took revenge and cursed Gang-him. Na-mu returned a few times in various status in life in various parts of the world through the years. Na-mu recently returned as a young Japanese man living in the United States...

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS: Gang-nim often met Abe during his travels...

THOUGHTS ON LOVE: None.

HEALTH

PHOBIA(S): He will not admit to anything although he feared life every passing day and living it while everyone leaves him behind.

HANDICAP(S): None.

MENTAL DISORDER: He - can be nuts. But undiagnosed, my man has depression and anxiety and alcoholism. 

PHYSICAL DISEASE(S): If he had any coz he was a man whore, they’ve been erased by the curse... I guess?

PREDISPOSITION(S): N/A

[rampld]

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                   𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐎 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐊: 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟏𝟏𝟔+

━  𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝟷𝟷𝟼 {𝟸𝟺𝟻 𝚡 𝟷𝟹𝟾} 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚘 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝙰𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎: 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝟷-𝟼.  ( 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚐𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠. ) 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚘 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟾 ; 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 ( 𝚎𝚣𝚐𝚒𝚏 & 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚊 😬  ) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, "𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎?" 🥺✨

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕.

𝚝𝚠𝚜: 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍

[howlscifer]

LEE SOO HYUK

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[aigoocale-nim]

Ohhhh hEY I GET IT

Remember that Grade 1 Monster, the Steel Feathered Hawk? The one Cale called "Noonim" in Earth 2? That was a hawk, and Cale called it Noonim.

[calehenituse-brainrot]

Coffee Stains

OG!Muscle Daddy Kim Rok Soo x Reader

Everyone genuinely feels like this hostile(?) atmosphere between Team Leader Kim Rok Soo and [Name] [Last Name] is going to last forever.

@calesleftboob as promised, i put muscle daddy krs there lol

i genuinely just want to write smut because of lily. we talked on twt too much about of krs and we strayed away from god's light with every message. so...

@bomiflower , as we have discussed...

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT BELOW. SMUTTTT. also KRS is ooc because i just want to write some action for him.

btw i'm gonna be out the whole day and wont be able to see everyone's messages after this🥲

"You should start on those, you know."

Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at Kim Rok Soo after hearing his voice. They see him walking past your desk as you sat there, sipping your coffee calmly while a stack of papers sitting on your desk.

"Get your nose out of my business, Rok Soo," you replied, not even turning around to face the man, keeping your eyes on the papers in front of you as if someone would snatch a handful of them at any moment.

Kim Rok Soo glanced back at you before continue walking to the break room, most likely going in to make himself some tea so he can enjoy it while working himself.

Everyone quietly went back to their respective work after seeing the two of you continue yours instead of immediately having a banter like usual.

Everyone had always wondered what exactly caused a rift to appear between you and the man, but you never disclosed anything personal to anyone and Kim Rok Soo himself always avoids talking about you in detail.

Kim Rok Soo never showed any hostility to you — it had always been your attitude that will incite some sort of chaos in the office, but never to the point that everyone else will be bothered by it. Everyone is baffled with your attitude towards the man considering you had always been someone kind.

Meanwhile, Kim Rok Soo had always been someone to look out for others, you yourself included despite not being his subordinate, but your attitude perhaps got even more hostile whenever he does.

'Well, she probably hates me,' he thought, heating up some water. 'I still don't know why, though.'

There was a reason why Kim Rok Soo was looking out for you.

You had been one of the people who were close with Lee Soo Hyuk, having been one of the people he saved before being assigned to a different team.

Despite being on a different team, you were always hanging out with the three of them, though you were distant with Kim Rok Soo due to his indifferent nature.

When the two died, you had been there beside him with a tired expression on your face, still wet with tears you had shed when you had been alone.

When he had looked at you that day, you returned his stare for a couple of seconds before looking back to the frames of Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo.

"I'm sorry."

He remembered saying those words to you once everyone had left. You stayed with him until late at night at the office even though you were tired and light-headed.

He was apologizing for returning alone.

You had glanced at him for a moment and clicked your tongue.

"What are you saying sorry? There's nothing to feel sorry for," you mumbled. "Being alive isn't a sin."

Kim Rok Soo remembered those words, storing them in his records along with so many images of you whenever you return injured from a hunt, apologizing to family members during the funerals of your deceased team members, and the way you'd slump on your desk whenever a hunt has gone wrong.

"They won't be happy to hear you say such a thing," you continued, packing up Choi Jung Soo's things. "Lift your chin up and just stay alive to remember them."

"Let's..." You heaved out a sigh. "Let's stay alive for them. To remember them."

Kim Rok Soo remembers your defeated face as you spoke those words. You didn't sound upbeat and positive — why would you? The people you both look up to had died — but instead, you sounded like being alive is the only choice you had now.

Which wasn't exactly wrong.

"You shouldn't forget to live for yourself, you know."

You flinched a bit at his voice, finally hearing him say a full sentence for the first time that day. Closing the box that were full of Choi Jung Soo's things, you smiled at him.

"I won't."

That was perhaps the last proper conversation that the two of you had after the two's deaths.

Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo had been the people that connected you and Kim Rok Soo together, though even when they were still alive, you and Rok Soo weren't close but not like this.

When they died, you strayed further away from him.

'Well, I can't force things,' Kim Rok Soo thought, pouring his tea into a mug he had taken out of a cupboard.

Though he may have seemed like he was brushing this issue like dust, he wasn't.

He was quite... disturbed with the fact that you hated him. It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth every time he thought of it.

Lee Soo Hyuk had introduced you to Kim Rok Soo and asked the two of you to be friendly with each other since the two of you were around the same age.

You were a part of Kim Rok Soo's world when things were slightly better back then despite the two of you being distant with each other at that time. Either way, it didn't change the fact that he had lost so much people from that time and you were perhaps the last one to remain.

Seeing you so easily brush him away made him feel a bit bitter.

Watching you by the sidelines as you began to grow into an amazing individual — not that you weren't amazing before — was something he had choose to do as you no longer allow people from the past to get through you.

"Do you think Team Leader [Name] is single?"

Kim Rok Soo stopped stirring his tea for a moment

"Damn, you too?"

Kim Rok Soo glanced at the two men walking into the break room, both of them looking for food in the fridge as Kim Rok Soo focuses on his mug.

The one who had asked about whether you were single or not let out a laugh. "I mean, she's quite pretty, isn't she?"

Kim Rok Soo went back to stirring his tea. 'That's true.'

Beside being an outstanding individual, you were known for your mature and kind disposition to others — Kim Rok Soo not included — and those qualities of yours made you appear more physically appealing to everyone.

"I didn't know you liked older women."

"You have to try it out, man. They got so much more experience—"

Kim Rok Soo pulled out the spoon he was using and used it to click the rim of his mug several times, making sure the clink was as loud as it can be.

"Since when did the break room become a locker?" he asked out loud without turning his head, licking his spoon, and tasting the sweet tea. "What's with the locker room talk?"

"T-Team Leader—"

Kim Rok Soo turned around with his mug of tea in hand. "Next time, don't share your thoughts out loud. They're disturbing. Have some respect."

The tall man walked out of the break room and when he was about to turn to his desk, he bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry—"

You stood in front of him, your button-up now drenched with a dark liquid that most likely came from the mug of coffee you were holding in your hand. You looked up at him, the frown on your face as you stared at him made him think you were going to tear him apart.

You turned around and walked away from him and he froze a bit, thinking about what he should do. You were angry at him and while he does not want to face your wrath, he knows he shouldn't just leave you be and not take responsibility.

'She'll probably hate me even more if I did that,' he thought. And then cursed when the realization hit him.

"Shit," he murmured, hurrying over to his desk and placing his mug down.

Everyone eyed the man as he cleaned up his desk as quickly as he could before he followed you down to the hall.

"[Name]," he called for you, seeing you walk hurriedly. "[Name]."

"You've done enough damage, Rok Soo," you gritted out. "Asshole."

For a moment, Kim Rok Soo was so shocked that he could've swore his brain stopped circuiting for a moment. He had known you for years and he had never once heard you cussed someone out with such distaste.

He questioned whether or not this much hatred you have for him was normal. How did he accept such an attitude when he had done nothing wrong to you?

He rushed over to you, grabbing you by the shoulder. "[Name]."

"Let me go, assh—"

You shut up when Kim Rok Soo pushed your shoulder and your back immediately hit the wall. His face was stoic and he looked down at you. "Was that necessary?"

"What?" You questioned. "Calling you an asshole?"

Kim Rok Soo frowned a bit. What had he ever done to you to invite this type of dislike from you? He usually would brush things off easily whenever people would call him names, but he can't stand it when it's from you.

"God, I nearly had a heart attack when I realized he was there, too."

Both you and Kim Rok Soo snapped up, hearing the same voice from the break room from the end of the hall. Kim Rok Soo looks around the hall for a moment and when his eyes landed on the door not far from the two of you, he grabbed your arm.

"What the—"

He opened the door and pulled you into the small room. He shuts the door as quietly as he could while you're frowning at him.

"What the hell? What did you do that for?" You asked, watching as the dark-haired man runs a hand through his hair before he turned to you.

"We're settling this for once and for all," he told you. "What did I do wrong?"

Your frown turned into a look of confusion. You gestured to the coffee stains on your shirt and then spoke with clear confusion, "You made me spill my coffee–?"

"No," he cuts you off. "No, that's not what I'm talking about."

You closed your mouth, now realizing what he was talking about.

"We've known each other for years and I can't recall a time where I've ever done something so horrid to you that would have you hate me this much," he started. "Tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it. I want this hostile atmosphere between us to be over."

You stared at him for a few moments and then shake your head. "You're crazy. Let me out."

"[Name], I'm serious."

You stared at his reddish-brown eyes and his expression. He had always looked stoic, but the aura he was exuding this time was stifling. You looked around the room and hugged yourself, noticing that he had shoved you into a cramped janitor closet.

"Why did you pull me here...?" You complained instead of answering him, leaning back to the wall. "Gosh, was this really needed?"

"Yes," he answered you with no hesitation. "Tell me."

"Can't I change first?"

Kim Rok Soo suppressed the urge to let out a groan. He approached you quickly, considering his long legs and how cramped the closet was. When you're both nearly chest to chest, you looked up at him.

He stared into your [e/c] eyes. "You're not leaving until I get my answer."

The two of you held eye contact for a while and Kim Rok Soo tries to dig into his records to see whether or not has he seen you this close. He could smell the smell of the bitter black coffee that had stained your shirt and the faint smell of jasmine, most likely from your shampoo or soap.

He can feel how warm your body was despite not touching it.

"Fuck." You rubbed your face, averting your eyes first from the intense eye contact. He watched you seem to contemplate something before you lowered your hand and look back at him.

"You want your answer, right?" You asked him. He nodded silently.

"Fuck you, Rok Soo."

You stood on your tiptoes and placed a hand on his chest, leaning forward so your noses touch. Your other hand placed itself on the back of Kim Rok Soo's head and pushed it down so your lips can finally reach his.

You closed your lips as you moved your lips against his slightly chapped ones, tilting your head to the side and pressing your body to his.

You immediately pulled away and let go of him. "There you go, asshole."

Kim Rok Soo's eyes widened as he stared at you, his lips slightly apart. What the fuck?

Your face reddens and you immediately regretted what you had done in the heat of the moment. "Now let me leave."

You walked to the door and when you were about to turn the handle, Kim Rok Soo spoke, "Are you kidding me?"

He turned around to look at you with a disbelieving look on his handsome face. "[Name], are you fucking kidding me?"

"I'm sorry!" You exclaimed, letting go of the door handle. "I-I got too carried away! You can press charges if you want or whatever. I'll take the responsibility—"

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? How does this answer my question?" He asked you again. "[Name], what the fuck was that?"

You stared at him, face red and [e/c] eyes swirling with bitterness. "I like you, you dumb asshole! Have been for the last few years!"

Kim Rok Soo nearly had a whiplash from how hard he had shaken his head out of shock. "What the fuck? But you hated me."

"Yeah, because you're an unapproachable bastard," you defended yourself. "I can't get close to you because you're literally so distant. I hated you because of all people to like, I somehow chose you."

"That--" Kim Rok Soo stopped talking for a moment and then let out a big sigh.

What the fuck? So you've liked him all this time? Was he blind all this time or did you just cover it up really nicely by hating him? More importantly, what does he feel about this situation?

Oddly enough, he doesn't mind it. It's a good boost for his confidence because he had always thought he was an average Korean man and to be liked by you felt like quite the compliment.

But does he return your feelings?

You who had turned quiet and were only looking at him waited patiently for his next words.

"[Name]," he finally spoke. "Can I try something?"

You blinked, a bit apprehensive. "Try what?"

Kim Rok Soo leaned toward you and you froze. What was he doing?

He raised one hand to cup your jaw and lean down to your face. He glanced at your eyes for a moment and his thumb caressed your face, asking for permission. You gulped and nodded.

Kim Rok Soo gently placed his lips on top of yours, moving them slowly against yours. Despite you tasting like the bitter coffee you had earlier, he does not pull away. Having your lips against his felt good and when he pulled you closer by your waist, he can feel the pounding of your heart and his own.

As corny as it was, Kim Rok Soo could feel it.

Sparks.

He could feel sparks as he brushes his lips against yours. The smell of roses from you was almost intoxicating and your lips were impossibly soft against his. Your body feels so perfect against his and he couldn't help but to hold you close and never let you go, craving the warmth of your body.

You placed your hands on his shoulder before slowly wrapping them around his scarred neck, returning his gentle kiss with your eyes closed. You press yourself against him, tugging at the hair at the base of his neck and then feeling his big hand squeezing your hip.

"Fuck," you murmured against his lips. Kim Rok Soo opened his eyes a bit -- when did he close them? -- to look at you. He can see your closed eyes and flushed face as you kiss him fervently.

When you bite onto his lips, he pulled away but he kept his arm around you to make sure you stay in your place. You opened your eyes, dazed and confused. "Wh-what's wrong?"

"I can't believe you acted that way because you liked me," he murmured, brushing his lips against your cheek and temple. "You could've just told me instead of making me think I did something wrong."

He gave you no chance to reply as he went back to kissing you. He squeezed your hips and then moved them to your back, pulling you closer to him. He traces his tongue along your lips and gently nibbles on your lower lip.

You opened your mouth, letting his tongue probe into your mouth. You let out a strangled moan when the tip of his tongue swirled around yours and Kim Rok Soo held you tighter when your knees nearly gave out from the stimulation.

He pushed you against the wall, causing a broom to fall over. He accidentally stepped on the broom, the wooden handle breaking underneath his weight. "Oh, fuck."

"Fuck that," you told him, pulling him to you again and opening your mouth for him. He kicked away the broken broom and shoved his tongue into you, beginning to explore your mouth using his tongue.

"R-Rok Soo," you whimpered, words slurring as Kim Rok Soo kept on swirling his tongue with yours. You sucked on his tongue gently and heard him let out a groan.

He pulled away from your mouth for a bit, kissing your lips once before going down to your jawline. You gripped at his shoulder, throwing your head back to give him more access.

"H-hah," you huffed as Kim Rok Soo kisses a spot underneath your ear. He placed light kisses here and there before his tongue began to lick up several spots that had you writhing a bit in his arms.

"Rok Soo," you called for him, feeling his tongue swirl on a spot before he placed his lips on it, sucking and nibbling on your skin. "Hahh, fuck."

"Mhm." The man hummed on your skin, hands going up to your ribs. "Can I touch you here?"

"Yes," you whispered. "Yes, please."

You used one hand to start unbuttoning your stained shirt, sighing in relief when Kim Rok Soo helped you to take off the sticky shirt completely.

Your hands went to your back, taking off the clasp of the bra you had on and letting him tug the straps from your shoulders and let the bra fall to the floor. He stared at your naked chest and placed his large hand on the underside of your breast, massaging them gently.

You bit your lip when his coarse fingertips pinched on your nipple, pulling and rolling them to his heart's content.

"I can kiss them, right?" He murmured, lips pressed against your cheek and placing soft kisses every now and then. You nod your head, closing your eyes and letting out a sigh when you feel him grind his bulge against your damp pussy. "P-please do whatever you want."

Kim Rok Soo kissed your jaw lovingly. "I won't disappoint you, Team Leader."

He lowered his lips to your breast, wrapping his lips against your nipple and sucking on them as his other hand is busy massaging your other tit. You run a hand through his hair when you feel his tongue swirling around your nipple before he caught it with his teeth, pulling on them which resulted in you hissing.

He'd move his lips around your areola, kissing and sucking on the soft skin there to leave hickeys that no one would ever see. As he switched to the other breast, your hand went down to his crotch, palming the growing bulge he had.

"F-fuck." He bit onto a spot on your breast, sucking on them before pulling away to look down at you.

"I want you," you murmured, staring at him with lust-filled [e/c] pools, one hand palming him and the other one pulling on his belt. "I want you in my mouth. Can't I do that?"

Kim Rok Soo's face reddens hearing you speak like that. He let out a shaky breath before kissing you again, his hand going down to take off his belt. He pulled down his pants and you tugged on his boxer briefs, pulling them down. You flinched when his cock sprung out, semi-hard but its size already intimidating you.

"Y-you're big," you blurted out, looking down at his erection with wide eyes. You gulped a bit, trying to imagine what it would be like to have him inside of you.

"Not your thing?" Kim Rok Soo asked in a low voice, kissing your jaw and making more hickeys around your neck.

"Bastard," you mumbled, wrapping your fingers around his thick shaft and began pumping them.

"Hahh, shit," he groaned out against your neck, frowning as he suppressed the loud groans that were about to leave his lips. He bit onto your shoulder as your hand began to quicken its pace until he was hard and a bit of pre-cum leaking out of his slit.

You kissed his neck before kneeling down in front of him. Kim Rok Soo looked down at you, topless and covered with hickeys and his saliva. He activated his Records, keeping this image forever ingrained in his mind.

His eyes went from your bruised lips, your neck that had a slight sheen from his saliva and covered with hickeys, your naked chest that was moving up and down, and your fingers around his cock.

You kissed the tip of his cock as he tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ears. Looking up at him, you opened your mouth and wrapped those pretty lips around the mushroom head. Kim Rok Soo lets out a grunt and as much as he wants to throw his head back and close his eyes to enjoy the moment, he couldn't.

He kept his eyes on you as you kept yours on him, recording every second of this moment.

You moved your tongue up and down his slit which had his breath hitch before you swirl your tongue around the head. Kim Rok Soo placed his hand to the back of your head, pushing your head to take more of him.

You let out a moan as you slobber all over him, fucking your throat with his cock. You'd pull back a few times to take a breath and the way Kim Rok Soo would cup your face with his palm and caress your jaw with his thumb had you eager to continue.

He watched as you rub your flushed face against his cock with a hazy smile, his body running hot as he records that image. That alone had him nearly coming and he let out a groan when your hands came up to massage his balls.

He places both hands into the back of your head and moved his hips while also guiding you down on him, fucking your throat slow and deep. His breath labored and he grunts when he could feel your saliva running down to his boxers.

He lets out a snarl as he fights to keep his eyes open and trained on you, his lashes nearly fluttering close when he felt your throat spasming around him in tight, wet heaving gulps. He bit his lips, reminding himself that the two of you were still in the office and were going at it in the janitor's closet.

Tears started appearing in your eyes and running down your cheek. Your hands stopped massaging his balls and instead were gripping at his muscled thighs. When he came, he grinds his hips deeper into your throat, spurting hot fluid down your throat and you swallowed every single drop.

"Ohh, fuck," he cursed as he feels you swallow, throat moving around his cock.

When he finally lets you go and you pulled away from his cock, you wiped your mouth that was slobbering with saliva and some of his cum. You looked up at him, watching him take deep breaths to control his breathing.

"S-shit," he cursed again, gathering himself to try and not jump on you immediately. "Come and give me a kiss, pretty."

Your face reddens and your eyes twinkle at the nickname. You do as he said, kissing him with a smile on your face. When you pulled away, his hand dug into his back pocket and took out a handkerchief.

You looked at his face as he wiped the tears and saliva away from your face, his hand touching your jaw as he does so.

"Did I do good?" You asked and Kim Rok Soo frowned, "Why are you asking? Of course, you did. I'd like to pay you back for it."

You gave him a smile, unbuttoning your pants and leaning to the wall. You let them fall to the floor along with your underwear before stepping out of them, watching Kim Rok Soo kneeling down and looking up at you.

"Put your leg here, baby," he said, moving your left leg to dangle over his shoulder.

You let out the sweetest sigh Kim Rok Soo had ever heard when he kisses your leaking pussy. He hums, running a thick finger through your sopping wet folds. You covered your own mouth and Kim Rok Soo thought to himself that it was a damn shame the two of you weren't in his apartment right now where he could make you scream and turn you into a mess.

He kissed your thigh before pushing his face against your pussy, tongue pressing against your clit and finger slipping into your cunt. You let out a yelp and could feel the twitch of his lips moving upwards before he began to flick his tongue against your clit.

"O-oh, Rok Soo," you murmured warmly, running a hand through his hair as he looks up at you, Record working as he memorized your expression. "Oh, please, please, please..."

Kim Rok Soo opened his mouth, gliding his tongue along your folds before sucking your clit. You gripped at his hair, letting out a quiet moan when he nibbled on your clit and pulled on it.

"R-Rok Soo, I'm gonna cum," you mewled, feeling another digit of his finger entering you before the began to pump them in and out -- his other hand gripping at your hip.

He laps at your arousal, lips moving against your folds as he ate you out like a starved animal. His tongue was exploring your cunt, fervently savoring the taste of you as he pumps his fingers in and out to push out more of your slick, groaning in approval when you began to squirm underneath his grip.

When he slid his tongue down your slit and wrapped his lips around your cunt, your knees nearly gave up on you. "Rok Soo, baby, ohh..."

You feel his tongue swirling around your hole and nearly missed the heavy breaths he was letting out as he does so. You arched your back as you lean to the wall while Kim Rok Soo continued his onslaught on your cunt. His skin felt hot against yours and with every movement of his tongue against your cunt, you could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm.

You nearly let out a yelp when he pushes his tongue inside of you, the wet muscle lapping at your insides. Your legs were trembling and when Kim Rok Soo's thumb began to circle your clit, you eventually tip over the edge and came, letting out a low whine as your body twitch underneath his hold.

He lapped up your cum, letting out a low growl as he continued licking and sucking on your cunt as you squirmed. "R-Rok Soo, stop..."

He wrapped his lips against your clit and licked up the length of your slit before pulling away from you, a string of your cum connecting his lips and your cunt. He licked his lips, staring up at you who were trying to breathe properly. He kissed your thigh, rubbing your shaky thigh as you try to gather your bearings.

"You okay?" He asked you.

You nodded, gulping. "Y-yes."

He removed your leg from his shoulder, standing up to his full height. He buried his face to your neck, placing butterfly kisses there. You leaned to him, nuzzling your cheek to his jaw and humming as he lift your leg again, pushing his erect cock against your cunt.

"You smell nice," Kim Roo Soo commented, letting your cunt coat his cock with your slick.

You wrapped a hand around his shoulders, humming. "I smell like sex and sweat, Rok Soo."

"Mhm, exactly why I said that." He kissed your jaw. He pulled away from tou before pushing his cock into you.

You gasped, eyes rolling into the back of your head as his thick cock filled you up. His broad chest was pressed against your tits as he pushed into you. You could feel him up to your stomach and the stretch was borderline painful, his tip continuously pressing to your G-spot.

"Y-you're 's big," you slurred, mewling when Kim Rok Soo began to move his hips.

"Ssh, don't let the others hear you," he murmured, picking you up by your thighs and wrapping them around his waist. You placed your hand on his shoulders, throwing your head back and letting him to kiss your neck.

He grabs you by your ass, guiding you to move on his cock as he kiss and suck on your neck. You can feel every bulging vein he had on his cock and the slight curve on his dick made it much more pleasurable.

"R-Rok Soo—!" You moaned out and immediately swallowed your words when he slammed you to the wall, one hand leaving your ass to cover your mouth.

"Ssh," he shushes you, now his hips moving to fuck his cock into your cunt. "They'll hear you."

"Let's get this done quick," he added, pressing his hand to your mouth more before he moved his hips quickly, pumping his cock in and out of you in a pace that had you squirming and writhing, pain and pleasure mixed into something that has you curling your toes and tears running down your cheeks, wetting his hand.

"R-Rok Soo—" You slurred underneath his palm, sniffling as he fucks your pussy, the sound of skin meeting skin everytime his crotch meet yours only driving you to the edge, more slick dripping out of you and wetting his boxer briefs.

"F-fuck—" Kim Rok Soo nearly let out a whine when your walls throbs around him, sucking him in the best they could despite being so slippery due to your previous endeavours. "You're so warm, [Name], so good for me."

"You like to be filled with my cock, right?" He continued, hand still covering your mouth. You feel your abdomen began to contract, something pooling to the bottom of your stomach, ready to burst.

"You like it when I fuck you like this, yeah?" He murmured, voice husky and breathy, his cock pumping in and out of your slippery hole. "Maybe I should just let you scream for me here. Let those guys know I'm fucking you inside some old closet. What do you think, huh?"

You shook your head, moans muffled underneath his palm. Your legs were trembling and when you came, your whole body limps on top of Kim Rok Soo.

"Done already?" He questioned you, hips still moving and you whine, the overstimulation stinging and your abdomen quickly contract again. "One more time for me, baby."

Despite still being muffled, you still spoke. "R-Rok Soo, please, I'm going to—"

You let out a gasp when Kim Rok Soo slammed his hips to you as hard as he could and you immediately came again, squirting a bit when you did so..

"Come on, come on," he murmured, quickening his pace. "Give me more, [Name]."

"Rok Soo—!" You mewled, helpless as he try to chase his own release.

"Fuck, I'm close, [Name]," he grunted, pressing himself closer to you, a ring of white now gathering at the base of his cock and some of your fluids running down his balls. He removed his hand and placed them back on your ass, guiding you to his cock as deep as he could. "Can — hahhh, shit, shit — can I come in you?"

You squeezed your eyes shut, nodding your head. Kim Rok Soo slapped your ass and you gasped at the sting. "Use your words, [Name]. Can I come in you?"

"P-please," You moaned, sniffling as you buried your nails into his shoulders. "Please come in me."

Kim Rok Soo groaned at your words. "Give me a kiss, pretty."

You pressed your lips to his, dazed and delirious. Kim Rok Soo quickens his pace as he shared a heated kiss with you, swallowing your moans and whines as you began to twitch and tremble.

"Mhmm, ahh, Rok Soo," you moaned against his lips. "I'm coming, please, please—"

"With me, [Name]," he whispered. "Come with me. You can do it."

You curled your toes when you felt the pressure on your abdomen began to build up higher and higher. When you finally came, you felt Kim Rok Soo bursting into you.

"Ahh, hahh," he huffed, slowing his pace before he completely stop.

You fell limp within his hold, head on his broad shoulder. "R-Rok Soo..."

"Sshhh," he murmured, pulling out of you slowly and letting his cock out, covered with both of your cum.

Your cunt began to leak out your mixed fluids and dripped down to the floor. "Fuck," you murmured. "I don't think I can walk."

Kim Rok Soo gulped and let out a quiet chuckle. "Fuck."

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