#not only does younghoon care SO much but hes willing to go on a tangent about just how much he cares and just how perfect you are

[seung-scrittore]

XAN, XAN, XAN, XAN, XAN !!!!

I JUST READ THIS😭 AND OH MY GODS THE EMOTION ???! THE CHARACTER CREATION ?! THE MONOLOGUE !!!! HOW HE STUCK UP FOR THE READER :(((( <3

xan you never cease to amaze me with your writing, how do you manage to create something so beautifully descriptive in just 500 words...

everyone seeing this rn, go read this, even if you don't stan tbz, i promise you wont regret it😭💗

DESERVE.

PAIRING kim younghoon x gn!reader WARNINGS ohh this is kinda angsty, juyeon & hyunjae kinda being assholes? drinking alcohol + smoking cigs + curse words. GENRE angst, established relationship au, whatever peaky blinders is au. WC 509 words. A/N me posting something that's not a request😱😱 anyway this is completely inspired by this peaky blinders scene, like its word for word because i love me some angst lol, anyway, hope you enjoy this!!! (reblog if you can<3)

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“WELL,” HYUNJAE LAUGHED. He lit his cigarette and watched you storm out with tears forming in your eyes, leaving the table empty with radio silence. It was awkward. “That was quite unnecessary, don’t you think?”

Juyeon, from across the table didn’t respond, but it was noticeable from the mocking and smug grin on his face that he had enjoyed whatever shit-show that he was currently watching.

“Younghoon,” Hyunjae finally addressed him, noticing how Younghoon was avoiding his eyes on purpose. He forced eye contact as he locked eyes with him. “We do so hate to be so nosy, however we’ve told you many times that if you wish to seek such power from shiny magazines or public position, your spouse would simply have to find somebody else. Somebody like them.”

“Given the past that a person like Y/N has,” Juyeon continues smoothly, knowing exactly where Hyunjae was going with his small speech. “It’s — how do I say this? Very unusual for them to be with someone like you.”

“They don’t deserve you, Mr. Kim.” Hyunjae, finally said. Finally stating what he meant to say in the beginning. He watched Younghoon’s eyes move from his and settle onto the table in front of him, he tried to decode the emotions that Younghoon was feeling but his eyes were simply full of nothing but emptiness. He hid his feelings well, he’d give him that.

Hyunjae picked up his cigarette and released the toxins into the air, waiting for a response.

And he received one.

As the two men waited for Younghoon to respond — or to at least react, he abruptly stood up from his chair and walked to the end of the room. His careful footsteps thudded loudly onto the fragile floor, reaching a small table full of alcoholic beverages from different kinds of brands. He picked one up and poured himself a drink in a small expensive looking glass.

He sipped from the drink and kept the glass with him as he returned to the table, walking towards them but not sitting down. He stopped and pointed towards Hyunjae’s direction, finally responding; “you know the thing is Hyunjae, you’re right,” Younghoon raised his glass as he addressed him, while his words shocked the both of them as Juyeon’s eyebrows rose in surprise. “You’re right, they don’t deserve me.”

Before anyone could take a quick breath, Younghoon continued without stopping. “They don’t deserve what I am. They don’t deserve what I will become.”

“What will you become?” Juyeon asked with a rough voice.

Younghoon ignored Juyeon’s question and only continued further, not missing a beat. “Truth is, I belong here at this table,” he pointed at the table that was served with food and drinks that he hadn’t touched. “With fuckers like you. They don’t.”

“But as much as I try to hide it,” he laughed, picking up his small glass of alcohol, “I’m just one of you.” He looked back at his glass and took a deep breath, chuckling to nobody but himself. “Could’ve been a sadder ending, right?”