#the killers shopping mall

[leedongwook]

Who else thinks that Jin Man isn't dead and he'll appear any minute (I really need this to happen ya know I won't accept that he is dead ya know)

[tkaonashi]

hyello._.o ig update

[blackmultifan]

Great show and everything, Kim hye jun you will always be famous but.... who was uncle's friend in episode 2?

[scorpi14]

Can someone who is good at making gifsets PLEASE make a gif of Ji An asking Min Hye if she liked her uncle alongside when she hugs Jin Man & says she missed him? PLEASE?! I'd die happy. Thx <3

[thegunslingerletmedrop]

When you go from watching A Shop For Killers to Hot Stove League and Jo Han-Sun appears

[scorpi14]

She's also not completely cold. She's on mission & sometimes is blunt, but she's still caring. She gives Ji An a playful wink or a head nod of approval, she reminds Brother of the lesson Honda taught them and gives him a candy bar to keep him focused, she goes a little doe-eyed when Ji An asks if she liked Jin Man.

They're glimpses, but they're enough given the circumstances all the characters are in, and we're allowed to see more of her soft side in the past when she cries in fear before Jin Man rescues her and gives him the biggest hug of her life when they're reunited.

She's allowed to be vulnerable and soft when the occasion calls for it, which I think is often sacrificed in badass female characters in the action genre.

honestly minhye is all I've ever wanted to see from female characters in the action genre- she's resourceful, bad ass, clever and most importantly the clothes she's wearing for the majority of the show look comfortable and practical, not too revealing, but sexy at the same time and she's not throwing hands and shooting bastards while wearing super high heels or high heeled boots- she's wearing literal TRAINERS. YES. I love it! QUEEN!

[mangodelorean]

Lee Dong Wook as Jeong Jinman and Kim Hye Jun as Jeong Jian in A Shop for Killers [2024]

dir. Lee Kwon

[jeongjinman]

Lee Dong Wook as Jeong Jin Man | A Shop for Killers (2024) Episode 3

[ikjun]

We have to go now. Hurry!

A SHOP FOR KILLERS EP. 6: JEONG JINMAN (2024) dir. Lee Kwon, Noh Kyu-yeob

[scorpi14]

#this is the difference between him and Bale

When he says "We are different" in response to the accusation "Did you know? You and Bale are similar."

It's this:

VS this:

That's prob why his eyes squint in the 2nd gif of the og post. Because he's being brought back to that moment where he's being accused of being similar to a psychopath and he can't fathom how he'd do the same thing to this vulnerable woman. So he puts his coat around her instead and hides her until he can get her out.

And I just 😭

How am I not supposed to love him? How am I not supposed to ship them?!

A SHOP FOR KILLERS 킬러들의 쇼핑몰 EP. 06 "Jeong Jinman"

[indiangp]

leedongwook_official via Instagram 01.02.2024

[leedongwook]

Lee Dong Wook as "Jeong Jin Man" 🥵

A Shop for Killers  킬러들의 쇼핑몰 (2024) // Episode 6

[tkaonashi]

hyello._.o ig updates

[khaoray]

2024 WATCHLIST

Close your eyes, Jian. Let's go home now. A Shop For Killers, south korea (2024)

[feydpauls]

"You and Bale are similar. You're cold as ice too. You keep your composure even in bloodbaths. The only person who can control Bale is you."

A Shop For Killers (2024). Episode 6: Jeong Jin-Man

[stray-kaz]

Breathing : a Jeong Jin-man x f!reader oneshot

Summary: He's alive, and you can breathe again.

A/N: Yikes, I wrote this in under an hour.

The land lay quiet, the house in the midst a clatter of rubble and smoke. The guns were laid down, the knives bloodied and still. Pasin and Min-hye were nowhere in sight, and Ji-an was blood spattered and shellshocked. You weren't a lot better off.

You perched unevenly on what remained of Jin-man's carefully crafted wall, a crow with a damaged wing. Your left arm hung awkwardly in a makeshift sling, dried blood caking your skin where the bullets had grazed you.

You had possessed no earthly idea that this was what Jeong Jin-man was. Months ago, he had seemed quiet, a little morose, unnervingly funny, deep in the trenches of loving a girl. And then there was you.

And now, he was this. Or, he had been.

You pulled Ji-an down to sit next to you on the wall, and she quietly leaned her head on your shoulder.

"The cleaners will deal with the mess" she murmured.

An unsettled, strangled scoff fought its way out of your throat. The mess. The multitudinous dead bodies.

She put a hand on your knee and patted it awkwardly.

"Boys are dumb" you said suddenly. "There'll be others, Ji-an. Good ones."

She glanced at you.

"Are you talking to me right now, or yourself?" she asked. "I know that you lo -"

You interrupted quickly.

"He is good" you said, swallowing with difficulty; your throat couldn't seem to work properly, your lungs struggling for air. "He...was good, Ji-an."

She cleared her throat and settled back on your shoulder, but she was on her feet the split second she glimpsed the taxi coming. She moved to stand with the bus driver and his cleaners, and you glimpsed the butt of his gun.

You sighed. More?

You didn't move off the wall, too tired, too sore, too over it to care now.

The taxi stopped in a cloud of dust and the driver stepped out, accompanied by his front seat passenger. You blinked hard, shaking your head; was there someone in the back? You closed your eyes and when you opened them again, the taller man was opening the taxi's rear door and reaching in to help someone out.

You heard a soft intake of breath, and realised it was yours. The tension eased in your lungs and you pushed clumsily to your feet, one winged, and took a step away from the remains of that crumbling wall.

Jin-man.

You felt Ji-an's hand brush yours as you passed her, caught a half glimpse of the smile on her face. If you could have run, you would have, but your feet could only manage a slow, one step at a time kind of pace. However, from the look on his face, it didn't matter. One step at a time was just fine.

Jin-man couldn't hold you, but he held out a hand to grab yours, grasping it with the same strength he'd always used. You couldn't wipe away the tears clearing tracks through the dirt and gunpowder residue on your face with his hand gripping yours, but you leaned your cheek against his shoulder and that was better.

"You're alive" you whispered, as if the wind could snatch the truth away if you spoke it too loud.

He looked down at your injured arm, your torn shirt used for the sling.

"I'm sorry" he said, his voice low and gravelly.

You shook your head, your hair brushing the underside of his jaw. You squeezed his hand.

"You're alive" you repeated.

So I can breathe again.

Tagging: @writingmysanity