#seongeun

[c0smoos--xx]

I've been wondering how the president of the affiliates would react to Yunho being chairman's third brother (like him being back to them since they probably knew Yoojin was searching for him). Probably more on the main ones like Samuel, Mitsuki (+ Ryuhei), and Gyeoul.

{Without including Vivi}

[ Yunho's Masterlist ]

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It took me a while to answer because I wondered if the affiliates knew that Yuseong is Eugene's twin but then I remembered the Hunt For Gun arc where Ryuhei was told to take Yuseong and Mandeok to the hospital and he doesn't seem all that surprised that Eugene had a twin. So I wondered if they're only recently told about about the twins or if they already knew long ago.

I personally think it made more sense for them to only be told recently or accidentally discovered it at one point (unless PTJ states otherwise but so far, there hasn't been anything said about it... if I didn't miss anything). So following this, I'll do my best to jot down their reactions!

I may have went off-track writing some of these. Some may be out of character because I'm not sure how to write them despite having read Lookism so many times. Hopefully, I didn't butcher them too much— TT

Eugene searching for his brother and sending out search teams was something he himself decided to keep a secret. I don't have an explanation for this, actually. I just went with the flow since Yuseong's identity was also hidden for the first few arcs of Lookism.

Perhaps it's so that he could use his brother to trick others as he did during The Hunt For Big Deal arc. Perhaps it's also so that he could protect his brother— not in the fighting aspect, since Yuseong could handle himself, but more towards the 'workers weakness' thing and potentially being investigated and blackmailed since Eugene did make a lot of enemies recently, so maybe he had a few even before this that made him feel necessary to hide his brother's identity.

Or maybe it's so that he could take all the hatred others have towards him while Mandeok and Yuseong could walk away scot-free one day without any worries (aww).

Either way, it's all my theory and not canon. I'll make it my headcanon for my AU though, because this is so bittersweet to me. We did see how much he cares for them in canon materials, to the point of tears.

Mandeok Bang

Mandeok is definitely one of the few people who knew Yunho's identity since the beginning. He is close to Eugene, after all.

When Yunho was first found, he was nothing more than an empty shell, too used to suppressing himself to please the Director and avoid being locked up in that room. Naturally, when he somehow found his way to Eugene, he did everything his brother told him to— like a robot who couldn't function without being given the simplest commands.

This naturally worries him. He tries to understand this strange boy better. He's the chairman's brother, after all. But it felt like everything he tries is useless because Yunho never responded to him— not until Eugene told him to follow Mandeok's orders, just in case he wasn't around.

Before that, Yunho only followed what Eugene and Yuseong told him to do (the former focused more on business stuff and taking care of him, while the latter was more focused on playing games and toys and watching TV shows like they used to as children every morning before Yunho was sold).

Mandeok had no qualms in watching over the chairman's brother, making sure Yunho tended to his basic human needs and not neglect himself.

Mandeok and Eugene worked together to try and get Yunho out of his shell, to get him do things himself because they both can't always be there to tell him what to do.

Eventually, Mandeok suggested they get him both a psychiatrist and a therapist, since they both weren't exactly professionals in the mental health department. He was sure something happened to him. He just didn't know what exactly.

There are times where he'd be confused and a little stressed out— he's human, after all— but I think he'd be friendly/parent-ish with Yunho.

Seongeun

Seongeun thought this new VVIP was weird as hell though not really the worst he's seen, but he is seriously annoying.

Yuseong never spoke, but at least he reacted and responded in ways he could when spoken to. On the other hand, Yunho wouldn't respond to anything he says or does.

He would just... stare at you (or look your way or something. Samuel couldn't tell. The new guy's eyes were partially hidden underneath those fringe so it's sort of hard to).

Or he'd just ignore you completely as if you weren't there.

Seongeun just prefers to keep away from the new VVIP unless it was necessary to do otherwise because there really was no point in trying to interact with him. It's like talking to a brick wall, and all it did was make his blood pressure rise.

Overall, I think he'd just try to limit his interactions with Yunho besides slipping in a few sarcastic comments and subtle insults here and there sometimes to try and get a reaction from Yunho.

Obviously he failed.

Do you guys think it would scratch his ego or nah?

Ryūhei Kuroda

Yunho was called a robot by yours truly.

I think he'd be the one who constantly attempts to include Yunho in whatever he was doing whenever he's there, but also doesn't really try all that much because he sort of shared the same though with Seongeun— there's really no point in interacting with him.

Like, Ryuhei would greet the new VVIP, maybe say a thing or two before it gets very awkward so he just shuts up and goes off to mind his business because Yunho has the social intelligence of a pebble which meant that any jokes or conversation starters he tries just fails immediately.

He'd probably try to convince Yunho to get Yunho to follow his orders too as a joke after putting two and two together.

Ryuhei was obviously turned down. Well, it's not like he was being serious, anyways.

Mitsuki Sōma

She probably couldn't care less about Yunho, interacting only when necessary. She didn't really think he was weird since I assume she probably saw Vivi's Bicheon Gang at one point and didn't think of Yunho any better than them.

Eventually, she did get curious about one thing— how far would Yunho go to fulfil Eugene's orders?

Yunho and a member of the Bicheon Gang were two completely different people, so there are bound to be differences. Would he sacrifice himself for Eugene or would he abandon him instead?

Mitsuki asked Yujin about it, but he shut it down almost immediately, giving a vague and somewhat passive-aggressive response. She noticed his usual serene expression faltered just a tiny bit before returning, something that happens only whenever anyone had been less than nice to the first VVIP and the Vice Chairman. Perhaps Yujin was irritated enough for his mask to slip momentarily.

That meant the new VVIP was someone important to the chairman, so she dropped it and went with her day. She had better things to do like tending to Sinu, after all (well not anymore).

Perhaps she would try to ask Yunho or anyone close to him about it but either they genuinely don't know, refused to answer, or she was straight-up ignored. So she never got to satisfy her curiosity.

Gyeoul Baek

From canon materials, they seem to know each other since they went to the same school, so I assume they're friends.

That didn't mean Yujin would freely tell everyone he's close to what he's been doing and who he's searching for when he was in school, unless the situation deems it necessary. So I assume he most likely didn't say anything about Yunho's identity to Gyeoul, though he could already figure it out just by observing.

I also think he knew who exactly the first VVIP (Yuseong) since they attended the same school, way before the whole Workers thing (again, just a speculation).

Seeing how he hid Yuseong's face, Gyeoul assumed the new VVIP must be a brother or a relative since he wore a black medical mask almost all the time to hide his face.

He was right, of course, but would he ever know that? Maybe one day. Or maybe he already did know at one point, after Gyeoul subtly hinted one day that he had guesses about the new VVIP to Yujin, who picked up on it easily.

His suspicions were confirmed, though they never really talked about it much after that.

Yunho reminded Gyeoul of Hangyeoul in a way that they are protective of their brothers and would do almost anything they're told to— whether in fighting or something else.

Overall, I think Gyeoul wouldn't really have any issues with Yunho. He wouldn't be too irritated or pushy whenever Yunho wouldn't respond or react because he was somewhat used to it via Hangyeoul.

With how both Gyeoul and Yujin seem to always maintain a serene expression almost all the time, I think Yunho would somehow mistake one for the other occasionally. I know I did when I read the flashback scenes about Gyeoul and I thought 'wait is that Yujin?'

I was so nervous to post this. I seriously hope this isn't too OOC. This is my first time writing for characters that aren't Eugene or Yuseong lol—

[koiiiji]

canonical event

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[anticapitalistclown]

can I request some lookism characters after an argument with reader? some comfort pleasee?

sure!

*I made a poll long time ago and the most voted characters are Gun, Samuel and Goo (the most stubborn man fr)

Gun, Samuel and Goo x reader, after an argument

Gun

You and Gun always try to avoid conflict, mostly because of your stubborn nature and for the sake of your relationship, yet sometimes arguing can't be avoided. It is in those cases that your boyfriend's way of showing his apology is by acts of service, sometimes by cleaning your apartment or making food for you, he's too stubborn to say a simple "I'm sorry" yet he makes it up by showing it instead.

You were curled on his bed, drained, all the energy you had it was gone, your eyes staring at his empty wall, his decoration sense was so hideous that you could have used that in the argument "stupid Gun" you cursed and hugged his pillow "watch your fucking language" Gun's voice made you jolt, you rolled to face him, and he slowly approached you, laying next to you and grabbing your body to hug him instead of his pillow.

You both rested curled in each other's for a silent while, his hand caressing your hair, admiring your features, your fingers were following the line of his collarbone, even in that silence you both managed to show each other's love by simple touches.

"Gun" you tried to break the silence, yet he didn't let you continue, his lips kissed the tip of your nose "I made some dinner if you're hungry".

Samuel

God for sure gave you the strength to keep up a relationship with this man, Samuel was raised to not show any vulnerability, those who did get beaten up to pulp or just experience a fake act from him, a way of manipulation that sometimes affects you too.

When Samuel and you argue he tends to leave, not out of disrespect, just to cool things and give some space, then he comes back with any sort of present.

You were sitting on his sofa watching whatever was on the TV just to cool you down a bit, your teeth had no mercy on biting your nails, an involuntary gesture that you had since young and only appeared when you were stressed out. Suddenly a hand grabbed yours "stop, this is not good for your fingers" you recognized the tattooed hand and avoided looking at Samuel "are you going to give me the silent treatment?" no response "alright, understood" his hands travelled to your neck and placed an expensive necklace on it "you wanted to spend more time together, right?" you looked at him and nod at his words "get dressed, we're eating out tonight".

Goo

Arguing with Goo was no use, you would never make him understand the point, only getting mockery from him.

You both have been arguing for an hour, honestly it was you just arguing and him laughing or looking at his phone, it was like talking to a wall, and you hated it so much.

"enough!" you shout of anger and trow him the first object that was near you, a soft pillow "do you really think you're going to hurt me with this?" Goo laughed "ouch my nose is broken!" he retorted on the floor mockingly "the softest pillow we got on the house broke my nose!" he laughed and looked at you, Goo expected you to laugh, he always stops the arguing when he makes you laugh, so this time would work again, right?

Goo went silent when he saw you crying "you idiot" you sobbed, and he knew he fucked up. Goo got up from the floor and hugged you, his strong arms making you unable to move and run away from him, you started to slap and punch every part you were able to reach, his arms still around you, not letting you go.

Once you got tired of attacking him you rested on his chest, crying on it "believe me, seeing you cry hurts me more than any punch you trowed at me" he palmed your head, soothing you "I'm sorry".

[vinjinssunglasses]

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・❥ character sammy

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・❥ a/n I think the last para could be considered NSFW, so be warned. ily guys 🙏

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・❥ You cherish all the kisses he gives you — from the warm ones that leave you feeling fuzzy inside, to the ruthless, bittersweet ones that leave you breathless.

・❥ The desperate clashing of the lips when you haven’t seen each other for what seems like an eternity. Squeezing each other in the others arms, grateful to finally have you back by his side. Palms pressed to cheeks while your lips collide mercilessly, the world around you seemed to dissipate as he was the only one you needed at this moment. Neither of you spare a moment to take a breath; neither of you care about how messy you’ve made each other. The touch between you will never be enough to fill the emptiness in your hearts that you lost when you lost the other.

・❥ Or the kisses after you’ve been crying, warm and comforting on your forehead. Sitting atop him, legs in each side of him while you drench his shoulders in your tears. Samuel immediately rests his book down to hold you in a tight embrace, whispering sweet lullabies in your ear. He plants kisses on your reddened cheeks, tender and patient as he combs your hair back. Then, after a long and comforting silence, he places one on your lips — a kiss that feels like a promise, a promise that means he’ll always be by your side.

・❥ Your hands resting on his neck while you kiss all over, while murmuring the words “come to bed” while hes working. You can barely stand from the exhaustion, so you take his lap as your seat and plead him to finally come to bed. By 20 minutes, his neck is marked with hickeys and his face has traces of your lips, yet he remains unfazed. The warmth from his arms and his body head radiating against yours — you crave it. And he won’t give it to you. Samuel gently kisses your forehead over and over again as he tells you to go back to bed. Stubborn, you still insist he comes with you. Instead, he continues clacking the keys with his fingers, letting you rest on his legs until you finally fall asleep. Upon awaking, you distantly remember waiting for him — did he carry you to bed?

・❥ The steamy makeout sessions after arguments, where you grip at each other’s clothes in fury yet you just can’t get enough. At this moment, you hate the other’s guts for whatever reason, but none of you dare pull away. It’s messy, hands gripping hair and his glasses being thrown to the floor. It was your own special way of making up.

・❥ The barely awake kisses in the morning that end up on jaws or cheeks because you’re too tried to land it properly. You groan and rolls into Samuel more, draping your flimsy arms around him, leg folding over his body while you lazily tease after his shirtless back. He peppers little kisses around your forehead, admiring the sleepiness plastered over your face, while whispering sweet nothings into his year. And oh, goodness, isn’t his morning voice addictive? Low, raspy and music to your ears — you can’t help but look forward to it.

・❥ The ones where he suddenly wraps his arms around your waist, whispering ‘kiss me’ in a successful attempt to catch you off guard. You don’t hesitate to plant one on his lips, before he pulls you in for a surprise one. You giggle as he showers you in kisses — cheeks, lips, forehead.. Samuel simply can’t get enough of you.

・❥ The kisses where you can’t get enough of each other, lips clashing together as if each touch could never be enough. Clothes discarded in a frantic rush, each kiss barely giving enough room to catch your breath. He then pushes you onto the bed, movements filled with a need that you can feel in every touch. The way he rests his gaze on you is almost feral, eyes filled with lust as if he’s been holding back for too long. There’s a moment, a moment where you can see the desire burning into his eyes before you close the gap between you two. Hands tangling in his hair and your legs wrapped around his waist, the world around you falling away as you loose yourselves in each other.

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can you do seongeun seo headcanons, pls i'm on my knees rn 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

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- warnings : a little NSFW I guess?

-masterlist ( devider )

❃ Unfortunately (or fortunately ) his rough nature carries to bed. Atleast he’s gentle afterwards.

❃ This man is noted to be very sarcastic by Daniel so you can imagine how conversations go with him.

❃ You know how people do a whole 180 when they get into healthy relationships? That’s Samuel and you.

❃ Let’s you select his ties and stuff.

❃ Gets jealous a little too easily, his insecurities coming out, but his loser ass wouldn’t admit it.

❃ At the begging of the relationship, Samuel may act detached and nonchalant, but its an act. (Later on he will question you on why you thought he wasn’t taking things seriously. Like hm.. I wonder why too.)

❃ You know the guy who fixes glasses when the frame gets broken or the glass itself shatters? Yeah that guy is seeing Samuel in his shop a little too often because while making out with you Samuel..gets excited. Too excited.

❃ Words don’t come easily to Samuel so I’d say his love language is giving expensive gifts & physical touch.

❃ Having said that, Samuel usually gifts designer clothes, custom made accessories or even high end watches.

❃ His drunk self has no filter around you.

❃ Samuel in his own way is very possessive, but not in the way you think. He doesn’t want to control your life but he always wants to remain your number one priority.

❃ It takes a good while to break down his walls.

❃ Pre-relationship he would be deep in denial that he cares about you, would gaslight himself to think he is feeling anything but love,but his actions towards you prove wrong.

❃ Makes your anniversary date his password. (Jake guessed it and finally has access to Netflix yippie)

❃ Gives you flowers once the old ones die.

❃ Paid an artist a great deal of money to have your portrait painted.

[sscarletvenus]

if you choose to run away with me...

[wannaeatramyeon]

Samuel Seo x Reader: Waiting

G/N. 3 separate fluffy scenes. Sammy just being sweet and not unhinged. Masterlists

"Sammy you don't have to come with me."

He gives you a look over the top of his glasses. One he reserves for when someone is being particularly ignorant and stupid.

(Jake Kim and Ryuhei Kuroda have been on the receiving end of this many many times.)

You think he's being a little unfair.

"I thought you were supposed to do something with your friend?"

"It's fine." Samuel responds.

It really isn't.

Goo had thrown something of a tantrum when Samuel said he wasn't able to accompany him on his latest errands. Threats of his secret (or not so secret) friend status was bandied about.

However, you have a medical appointment. Which is really more of a check up than anything, but Samuel still thinks he should be by your side.

He understands that it's standard procedure. Nothing is expected to come from it.

But there's a lot of things in his life that he regrets, and he's trying not to make any moves that would make you regret being with him.

"Sammy-"

"No." His tone holds no room for argument. "I'm coming with you."

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Samuel, the absolute sweetheart, plays chauffeur without complaint and always walks you to your front door.

You had nearly swooned the first time he strolled around to your side, opened the car door for you to climb out as elegantly as you could (which was not very), and strode next to you with his hand resting on your hip.

Over time, it had become second nature for him to do so and every time, you find it just as sweet as the first.

"Did you want to come in?" You ask him under the porch light as you fiddle around with the keys.

That was also something you asked after you became better... acquainted. Nine times out of ten, Samuel would answer with a hungry glint in his eyes and a smirk that makes you want him to devour you.

Tonight-

"I've got an early morning."

It's a straightforward response. You know there's no game playing, yet you can't help the pang of disappointment and rejection. "Oh."

He chuckles at your response, the eagerness that was so clearly painted on your face then the way it dropped, "Were you expecting something?"

Samuel knows exactly what you were expecting, and relishes the way his question makes you blush.

"No!" Even to your own ears it sounds like a complete lie.

"Tomorrow," he promises, kissing you on the lips and leaving you breathless.

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No matter what time your train gets in, Samuel is there waiting on the platform for you.

Sometimes it's with a bouquet, sometimes it's with a coffee. A little pick-me-up that he has thoughtfully prepared for you.

He really didn't need to do this, although you express constantly how much you greatly appreciate it. You've told him again and again but he insists on being there for his peace of mind. To make sure you've arrived safely, to make sure that you return back to his arms in one piece.

In the past he has cut off meetings with Eugene early, or heads back to the office to work late into night once he has taken you home.

For him, it's always worth it.

"Sammy!"

You're the first off the train, already impatiently gathering your things as soon as you recognised his outline waiting on the platform. Practically running off the carriage and full body slamming into his open arms.

He holds you like he hasn't seen you in years, like you're his lifeline and he's been adrift without you by his side even if it's only been half a day.

"Let's go home," he says, finally releasing you from his embrace. He offers up his hand and you happily intertwine your fingers together.

[ay4tou]

coincidence? i think not | samuel seo x reader

summary: samuel tries to get through the night until a run-in with you shakes things up. coincidence? he thinks not.

author's note: my samuel brainrot is at its peak right now so expect a lot of works of him 😔 | masterlist

You'd think Samuel would love clubs.

I mean, he does.

But he doesn't like it when he's there for work.

A club is supposed to be a relaxing place to get away from work. But now he's here for work? Everything about it pissed him off.

The pounding music, the fake laughter of his coworkers, and the way people stared at him like he was some rare animal. Tonight wasn’t any different, and he wished he were anywhere else.

But no. When work calls, Samuel Seo answers. That’s how he ended up sitting in the VVIP section, sipping whiskey and pretending he wasn’t seconds away from losing his patience.

He wasn’t planning to notice anyone tonight. He was here to handle business, not make small talk.

But then, you come up to him.

“Can I get you anything else?”

Your voice was polite and professional, but when Samuel looked up, he could tell you were nervous. You were holding a tray, standing stiffly, like you weren't used to it.

You were young and currently new to the job. That's why you avoided his gaze.

And that caught his attention.

“No.” he said curtly, turning back to his drink. He wasn’t here to play nice.

You hesitated, shifting your weight like you wanted to say something else, but then you just nodded and left. He figured that was the end of it.

He didn’t think about you again until he saw one of the regulars grab your wrist. The guy was leaning in, slurring something in your ear, and trying to pull away, your polite smile barely masking the discomfort.

Samuel sighed. Just his fucking luck.

Before he could stop himself, he was out of his seat and crossing the room.

“She said let go.” Samuel said, his voice low and cutting through the noise.

The man froze, his face going pale. “Hey, I didn’t mean-”

“Did I ask?” Samuel shot back, his glare sharp enough to silence the guy.

The creep muttered a quick apology and slunk off, leaving you staring up at Samuel with wide eyes.

“Oh God, thank y-” you exhaled, voice shaky, but Samuel cuts you off before you could finish your sentence.

“Don’t thank me.” he said, sharper than he needed to be. “Just stay out of trouble and keep out of my way.”

Your face fell. You thought to yourself. "I was just trying to thank him, so why the hell is he being so bitchy?!"

Samuel didn’t stick around to care. He turned on his heel and headed back to his seat, already regretting getting involved.

The next morning, Samuel finds himself at the convenience store near his apartment, looking for coffee... and a pack of cigarettes.

At least, it was quiet until someone reached for the last pack of his brand at the same time he did.

“Sorry.” you mumbled, and he looked over to see you.

The girl at the club. Of course.

“Small world.” He muttered, glancing from you to the cigarettes.

You blinked at him, then grabbed the pack. “Uh, I got here first.”

Samuel raised an eyebrow. “Did you?”

“Yes..?” you snapped, gripping the pack like it was gold.

Samuel smirked. “Can you even afford these?”

Your jaw drops, and you glare at him like he’d just insulted your entire existence. “Excuse me?!”

“You heard me.” he said, enjoying how your face flushed with irritation.

“Man, fuck this guy.” you mumbled but intentionally said it loud enough to make him hear it while yanking the pack toward you.

"Sure." Samuel couldn’t help but laugh: two people fighting over a pack of cigarettes like it was life or death.

After a minute, Samuel sighed and let go.

“Fine,” he said. “Take them. Maybe smoking will help with that attitude of yours.”

You muttered something under your breath that he didn’t catch... or maybe he just didn’t care. He grabbed his coffee and left, the faintest smirk still tugging at his lips.

After that, Samuel kept running into you. It was really starting to annoy the both of you. At the club, at the store, even once at a coffee shop.

But somewhere along the way, the both of your bickerings turns into something else.

One night, outside the club, you and Samuel just end up sitting together while he smoked. You start talking about your shitty job, your useless coworkers, and your pet dog. It wasn’t until you ask why Samuel didn't like clubs that he realized he’d been listening to you for a solid ten minutes.

“They put all the attention on me.” he said, flicking ash off his cigarette.

You snort. “Yeah, poor you.”

Samuel looks over at you, ready to snap back, but you were smiling. Not the fake, customer-service smile he was used to seeing, but something real. He didn’t know what to do with it, so he just let the conversation drift into silence.

Around a month later, Samuel spots you again. Fortunately, you weren't working this time.

He watched as you stumble through the crowd, laughing with your friends and taking shots like you didn’t have a care in the world.

...Aand then you bump into him.

“Samuel!” you exclaim, grin wide and a little too bright.

“You’re drunk." he said, glancing down at you.

“You’re observant.” you shot back, giggling.

Samuel sighed, grabbing your arm. “C’mon. Let’s get you out of here before you embarrass yourself.”

“What, are you taking me to bed?” you tease, poking him in the chest.

Samuel froze. You tone was playful, but something about your words stuck. For a second, he actually considered it.

“Don’t tempt me.” he muttered, his voice low and rough.

"I'm tempting you right now."

Your eyes narrow, and a smug grin forms on your face. Before either the both of you could think twice, Samuel leaned in and kisses you on the lips.

Fuck.

"Oh, so we're doing this now?"

"Yeah."

He leans in again for another one, but it wasn’t soft or sweet like the first — it was messy, desperate, and so fucking good. His hands grip your waist, pulling you closer as your fingers tangled in his hair.

When you and Samuel finally broke apart, the both of you were breathless.

“Still think I’m an asshole?” Samuel asks, smirking down at you.

“Definitely.” you said, grinning as you pull him back in for another kiss.

[melljam]

samuel if he was cool like that

[rikosseen]

Samuel seo x Reader: Unwavering

TW. abusive relationship

They made it sound so much more simple than what it was— when in retrospect, the reality was far beyond it.

Soft lies at first. Though, just the beginning. One appearing to have no end.

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Once, he raised his hand.

Tired he had said, frantic eyes scouring your expression. Gentle fingers finding their way back to your body. They always will though— his touch forever engraved into you.

You nod along. Samuel’s always been troubled.

Twice, he left bruises during his angry wake. No verbal apologies. Just eyes that searched for your forgiveness subtly.

Samuel’s always been troubled. You love him so.

So be it, the nights repeat. Only for them to stretch into the day, and become a normalised occurrence.

Your love is sorry. Work is difficult. His ambitions bring out so much frustration. You understand, don’t you? He looks so desperate, the way his hair hides his face in shame. Yes, Samuel’s always just been troubled.

The sunrises and sunsets now, are not vivid. The penthouse doesn’t cease to be devoid of the love that had once been. What fills it up is a rotting carcass and a vulture instead.

The carcass stands, overlooking the buildings beyond the full length windows. And in the motion, catches a glimpse of their own reflection. Your reflection. You wonder how things turned out the way they did. Perhaps… perhaps… perhaps….

Only, you know better than to give in to his tired eyes. To his reaching hands. Oh, how they feel like vines now. Thorny, itchy ones. You claw at your skin to rid him of his existence. Then you stare. The entrance is only a few away. And then the door swings open, showcasing a Samuel carrying shopping bags.

He makes you sit down and strip— grazing over your figure to apply a stinging ointment. The silence stretches, and you’re reminded of when he held you during your most vulnerable moments.

And then he grips you, a little tightly. As if a reminder to say the guilt within you could never let you escape.

As if to say that when he turns completely astray upon your absence, you are the cause.

A plead? A threat? The rose tinted glasses are wavering.

[amphitriteswife]

Can you make a Samuel Seo OnlyFans Hc's please 😭🙏 Thank youuu

Samuel seo onlyfans HC

Source: Lookism

Character: Samuel Seo

Warnings: nsfw content

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👓 Samuel would blurr his face, maybe show his jawline or make the picture that way that you can see his body but the phone covers his face. After all his work and career could get in danger if he shows his face. It doesn’t actually help because from the tattoos it’s very easy to guess who it is

👓 He’s the type to caption his videos normally. For example he would caption it ‘going out for a walk.’ Inly to find out that he’s filming his lower half when he’s walking outside, the sight of his massive print in his pants almost taking up the whole screen.

👓 Is actually open to have sex with other people and post about it. He would be very rough and dominant. It’s his ‘style.’ It would involve slapping, face grabbing, choking and overall very top like stuff. You have to be into that type of stuff if you actually want to participate in it, it’s a regular thing. If you don’t then he’s not really for you. Might add BDSM into that i suppose

👓 Samuel is the type to actually do asmr but not in an outright sexual way. His viewers would know what he means but others wouldn’t. He also focuses a lot on his hands in those scenarios or his chest. His tattoos also play a huge roll into his roleplay, many find them endearing or rather sexy. So why not use it against his own benefit? There would be scenarios of him being your boss, your trainer, your teacher. Any role where he is above you. (He has a inferiority complex for a reason-)

👓 it’s not necessary his own doing but a lot of people use his body or voice for captions or advertisements. It wouldn’t be a surprise if you come across a video of boyfriend asmr with his face of body. He doesn’t really care for it to be honest as long as it doesn’t get out of hand. If it does you’ll get your ass beat.

👓 He doesn’t actually use many toys. He isn’t fond of them and prefers to do things ‘the natural way’ what does this mean? It means that he’s either jerking off or actually having sex with someone. He might use cock rings for example or gags. But not self pleasuring toys, it’ll bruise his ego quite a lot although he would NEVER admit it. Why use toys when you can have sex with him? He’ll never understand it and frankly will never see reason with it.

👓 Samuel would let you beg for him, not only will it feed into his own apparently fragile ego but it’s also a fetish thing. He’ll deny and tease you a lot simply to hear those words come out your mouth. He’ll have that satisfied grin on his face when you say it too. He could be generous at times and sometimes give in easier than other times but that purely depends on his own mood or when he feels like it.

👓 to take a look in his pants: 19 cm. Easily probably the biggest in the verse (he’s PTJ’s fan service). Right amount of veins and prides himself in it. Purely because he thinks it looks masculine that way. Actually doesn’t have a much obvious curve. It’s rather more straight forward. Thickness is pretty evenly divided and the tip is cut yes. He’s very clean as we saw a few times in the manhwa, sprays perfume and stuff as well as grooming and using make up. This also applies to the x-ray. He actually had laser treatment and he smells really nice during sex. He also doesn’t sweat easily.

👓 His watch will probably stay on during sex. He also has big hands which will play a part during it. He’s actually very good with his hands. Both when it comes to fingering or just touching your body. No he doesn’t do fisting, he’s crazy but not that crazy okay.

👓 When it comes to role play during sex it’s usually the topics i had already stated before in the asmr section of this post. But he would also take it to rather extreme scenarios. Such as cheating for example. It’s not real but it definitely feeds his ego in some twisted way to know someone choses him over someone else. And frankly if he were to know you actually had a partner and you cheated on them with him he wouldn’t care. I think he doesn’t have his morals straight and doesn’t see it as his problem.

That’s all for now yall😔⭐️

[koiiiji]

real footage of what going on behind the scene of Jonggun’s past arc

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[kingchroma]

morning after.

࿇ summary. samuel gets a little epiphany in the morning after spending the night with you. ࿇ pairing. samuel x reader

࿇ word count. 1.2k ࿇ warnings. smoking in the morning? that, and i don't proofread.. ࿇ author's note. was playing with the prompt generator again lmao

It feels warm.

His centralized penthouse oddly feels warm, and Samuel was sure that he didn’t turn on the heater considering how hot it was these days. Apart from that, he had a habit of sleeping down to his boxers—and if he slept like that, it sure as hell shouldn’t be warm right now.

He opens his eyes—ah.

He sees you.

He remembers it now.

The sheets rustle around him as he adjusts his position, bleary eyes almost getting blinded by the light that slips through the curtains before he glances at your sleeping form. He notices that your arm was carelessly laid around his waist, an attempt to hold onto him even unconscious.

Shit, you were deep in sleep. Did he wear you out too much last night?

That should’ve been a question—he knows he did. Every single time this happens, you end up knocking out like a light afterwards. Nights come where he allows you to be over, enticing him with his favorite alcohol in the guise of trying to get him to relax. After all, being the President of the 4th Affiliate was no easy task.

Even if Samuel was well-aware of the fact that the two of you only want one thing, he still lets you get on with your theatrics. It was nothing short of entertaining, always bringing the edge of his brims to a small smile.

He still remembers how you sauntered in last night, dressed in that skimpy, little dress that he liked—with the heels that he had gifted you because they looked good on you. You were dressed like you had him as your target for the night.

“Wake up,” Samuel nudges you awake, shaking you slightly before he turns his body to the nightstand, grabbing a stick of nicotine he would consume with a cup of coffee for breakfast.

It takes him lighting up a stick for you to finally move, grunting. Your face was scrunched up at the smell before you curl up to stretch, a small moan escaping your lips. “Bad habits certainly don’t change,” you comment, blinking the sleep away from your eyes as you stare at Samuel’s bare form sitting up on the bed, back against the headboard.

“I don’t know why you’re complaining. You’re used to this already,” he responds, straight to the point as he grabs his tablet.

Of course he’s all business the moment he wakes up.

“I’m used to it, but it doesn’t mean I can’t complain,” you huff, sitting up as you grab the cigarette from his lips, completely rendering it useless as you dump it on the ashtray.

This makes Samuel scoff in annoyance, but makes no move to get another stick, preferring to focus on his tablet instead where he replies to emails and even viewing presentations.

You don’t know how he does it—but he had told you of his ambitions. He wanted to be king.

But did the aspiring king need a queen? That, you didn’t know. It still didn’t stop you from coming into his life though—why would you, when he hasn’t told you to stop anyway?

And so, you grab his dress shirt that was lying on the floor, covering yourself up and your discarded underwear. And after getting dressed, your feet takes you outside of his room then to his barely-used kitchen.

It feels a little good that Samuel lets you roam around his home so freely—you didn’t think that he would let you in like this in the first place, and to have that kind of power over him made you giddy.

He was a man focused on his goals—a man who wanted nothing but to climb to the top and become king—but for you to be allowed to stand as a witness was a lot to take in already.

Though you brush the thoughts away from your still-sleepy brain as you make breakfast for the two of you. Despite him rarely cooking, Samuel’s fridge had some food stocked up. You make him a basic breakfast meal, but most important of all—his coffee.

“Deep in thought early this morning?” he asks from behind, a hand on your waist as he stands behind you, reaching to get a cup, surprising you. “Careful, the neurons in your brain might get overworked,” he says.

“Aren’t you such a smartass?” you respond in a sarcastic, loving tone.

His touch lingers on your waist as he pours himself the coffee you had made him. “Oh? You always called me a sweetheart though,” he says, tone indifferent, though he’s amused you can keep up with him this early.

You roll your eyes at him, placing breakfast on the counter for the two of you to eat. And he smoothly follows—one cup of coffee in one hand, a glass of juice in the other.

Samuel should already be scolding himself for being so careless—for allowing himself to have a routine with you when there are more pressing matters to attend to. The countless emails and files he needs to read and sign demanded more of his time, yet he spares some of it to eat breakfast with you.

It shouldn’t be that bad—but it is, because he lives life solely for himself—but time and time again you worm into his life and he lets you, so maybe he should take some of the blame before getting irritated by how you acted like you knew him.

Acted like you knew how his coffee was made—it was perfect every time.

Acted like you knew when he needed a break—texting him at midnight to ask him if he’s busy, and it makes him the slightest but guilty.

Acted like you knew he needed to see you—shamelessly calling him even if he was at a meeting, and he actually says it’s an emergency instead if ignoring nuances like he’s used to doing.

Maybe you did know him, and that irks him to the core because this set up shouldn’t have ended up like this—shouldn’t have made him feel like he had opened himself to a person who’s not related to Gangnam or Gangseo.

“Those emails won’t delete themselves if you don’t answer them right this second,” you speak, ending his train of thought.

He turns to look at you, surprised expression on his face. “I know that.”

“Why do you look so surprised then?” you ask, taking a bite of the waffle you made.

Samuel doesn’t answer—doesn’t want to let you know that he wasn’t thinking about those emails, that he was actually thinking about you and your presence in his godforsaken life.

“Silence isn’t exactly an answer, Sammy,” you tease him with a nickname, and he mutters a small ‘fuck off’ to you—it does make you smile as you eat though.

As he quietly eats breakfast with you, Samuel thinks that maybe he is allowed at least one good thing in this life. He could easily buy all the material things the world has to offer, but no sports car nor estate could make him feel the good you had him feeling.

As breakfast finishes, you attempt to take the empty plates away from him but he doesn’t let you. “I’ll do it,” he says, standing up before leaning down to kiss you on the forehead—something he rarely does, making your cheeks flush at the intimate gesture.

“Are you sick?” you ask quickly, mouth moving faster than your brain can even comprehend, but Samuel only glares at you before easily taking the dirty dishes from the counter.

“No,” he says.

“Just having a good morning.”

[talililu]