Can you do the first night between Gun and the reader?
Like did it happen before or after you're in a relationship? What was he like and how did it happen?
Analysis: Based on his characterization, Gun would most likely have sex before being in a solid relationship. Of course, that can change depending on the partner — especially if you’re someone who doesn’t like intimacy before commitment — but with Gun, the start of the relationship is often physical first.
What was he like? Rough, obviously. He chases intensity in every aspect of life because of fight horny, and sex would be no different. He would want that same rush and adrenaline recreated there too, that’s why he has those infamous lines😝🤣 How did it happen? That’s circumstantial. Most likely he would either directly ask if you wanted to do it, or if things escalated while kissing, he’d simply take you home… or to a room.
With Gun, it was mostly about give and take.
Giving him files. Taking more orders regarding when Crystal would be free, where Charles was, the usual office work.
With Gun, it was never about the skipping heartbeat or awkward stutters of words. It was always precise and clear, what he wanted, what he was asking for.
It began with you noticing his gaze lingering more often than usual.
It began with his fingers grazing your wrist while exchanging files.
And it continued with his hand resting on the small of your back as the two of you took the elevator. He wouldn’t mind doing these things even if Crystal or Charles were there.
He genuinely didn’t care.
And what started as a casual routine of coming into the office early soon led to a suffocating tension hanging in the air as you tried to figure out where exactly you stood with .
He wasn’t the type to blurt out I like you. He didn’t give flowers. But the rides home in his luxury sports car told a different story.
You had been meaning to ask him.
Were these just friendly gestures?
Not until one day you overheard him speaking to his friend, a blond man named Goo, talking about women.
“The girl I slept with had so much fire in her.”
Gun chuckled at Goo’s words.
“Should’ve given that girl to me.”
“You really like feisty women, huh?” Goo said, making an annoyingly suggestive face.
You got a piece of information.
Gun was into feisty women.
But the fact he was still sleeping around despite all this…
Well, what exactly was there between you two in the first place?
So you decided not to give him much attention. Let things marinate naturally. See whether he’d come back begging and crawling…
Or whether he’d just shove his dick anywhere available.
He noticed the gap instantly. At first, he assumed you needed space. Were you on your period? Perhaps.
But when your clipped responses lasted nearly a month…
Gun realized it wasn’t your menstrual cycle making you moody. You were intentionally creating distance now.
He didn’t know. Did he want to know?
So one day he cornered you. Face to face. His breath mixing with yours.
“Stop the cat and mouse chase,” Gun said, pressing your back against the wall.
“What cat and mouse chase?” you asked.
“This. Playing hard to get.”
“Who says I’m playing hard to get?”
“You don’t think I notice the change in behavior, woman?”
You tried kicking him between the legs. Of course he moved.
“Stop calling me woman. I have a name.” You glared. “And for someone who shoves his dick into every hole like plugging a charger into random sockets…”
You crossed your arms. “Why exactly did you think I’d be interested?”
Gun didn’t know how you found out he slept with random women. But good. At least now he wouldn’t waste time explaining.
“Don’t you wanna see how those women feel?” he asked, stepping closer.
You tried kicking him again.
“No, I don’t you public toilet.” You scoffed and turned to leave.
“I use condoms,” he said behind you.
You paused. “You want a medal for that?”
“I don’t want to do it with someone who does it with everyone.” You said.
“Spare me the I’m a man bullshit.” You turned sharply. “You can’t control your dick for shit.”
But Gun caught your wrist this time, pulling you back toward him.
“What if…” He tilted his head. “What if after this, I change my mind and only sleep with you?”
He challenged you. This was a challenge you didn’t want to accept.
But the smirk on his lips. The smell of his cologne. His eyes.
Everything about him screamed yes.
So the two of you booked a room and the second the door closed—
Gun tore your clothes off. No wasting time. Nothing. Your bra was ripped apart. Your panties yanked down. And he immediately started his assault between your thighs.
You stopped him right there.
“Show me what’s different between the way you’d fuck those girls…”
You leaned down slightly.
“And the way you’d fuck me.”
That changed everything. Gun suddenly became strangely… thorough. Kissing every inch of your body. Building pleasure with an intensity unknown to him as well. His fingers thrusting inside you at monstrous speed.
Gun was rough. Very rough. At times it felt like he hated you. But there was tenderness hidden somewhere beneath it all.
His touches lingered a second too long to dismiss entirely. Not enough to call affection. But enough to notice.
And when the two of you were done…
There were no cuddles. No aftercare. Just silence.
Both of you lying there, panting and satisfied.
“So…” You turned your head slightly.
“You fuck me with love? Is that what I’m supposed to think?”
Gun stared at the ceiling. “Think whatever you want.”
Your head rested beneath his arm, that tiny contact strangely keeping the two of you connected.
“I think…” You pretended to contemplate. “I think I’d like to sleep with your blond friend too.”
Gun stopped blinking then slowly turned toward you. “What did you say?”
“What in your thick skull makes you think I’d let you sleep with another man…” His jaw clenched. “That too with Goo Kim?”
You dug your nails into his bare chest. “What in your thick skull makes you think I need permission to sleep with someone?”
Gun stared at you. “You’re my woman. Why would I let you sleep with anyone?”
“And why do you need to?”
You should’ve known. This was probably the closest thing to a confession Gun Park would ever give. But you weren’t emotional enough to melt from it.
“And do I have the right to call you my man…”
“When you’re the one sleeping around?”
Gun sighed. He didn’t think you’d bring this up immediately but there was truth in your words.
“If you please me with your body like this…” He looked at you lazily. “I don’t see any reason why I’d sleep with other women.”
As if he had said something profoundly wise.
You made a disgusted face. “And if you stop pleasing me with your body…”
You smiled sweetly. “I’ll definitely go for your mango friend.”
“You hang out with strawberry hair too, right?”
You smacked your lips dramatically.
“Mango and strawberry. Wow.”
But suddenly Gun gripped your jaw....hard.
It wasn’t a request. It was a dare.
“Say you won’t sleep around if I’m with you.”
“I told you, I see no reason why—”
“If my body stops pleasing you…” Your eyes stayed fixed on his. “And then you go to other women, then I’ll go to other men if you stop pleasing me too.”
Gun hated hearing that. He didn’t want to imagine it.
You were stubborn. Standing firmly on your point and strangely…
Hell! He was hard again because of it.
So instead of arguing, he pulled you into a kiss.
Because that.. that was his promise. He wouldn’t sleep around.
Gun already said you were his woman, didn’t he?
So you hoped he meant it.
