۫ ꣑ৎ ｡𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄! don't get pissy if this is too much for u, this is a smut and youve been warned. please let me know if you want more stuff like this tho! i actually enjoyed stepping out of my comfort zone with this one, since i've never really written smut before. don't shame me for my first time writing lol
tw: language, abuse, smut (+18) mdni, sub!reader, dom!gwinam, choking, degradation, breeding, spanking, carving into skin, p in v, dacryphilia, fingering.
wc: 2.2k
۫ ꣑ৎ ｡𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟ
Jieun’s tendency to stay to herself had always been both a refuge and a burden. Tonight felt like any other—routine, familiar. She returned home, took a shower, and possibly sobbed for minutes, hours—Who wouldn't after the constant terrorization? Then again, who would have guessed that tonight would be different?
Her father, as usual, waved her off with a dismissive hand, demanding her to run to the local store for groceries and beer. With a quiet sigh, Jieun left the house, her steps heavy with frustration. The night air was colder than she expected, but eventually, her pace slowed into something more habitual, like she was walking to escape her thoughts.
The streets were unnervingly quiet, the usual hum of the city absent. It was just another Tuesday evening, most people tucked away at home, spending time with their families. Jieun walked past the dim, neon-lit storefronts, their harsh glow flickering in the shadows of the empty street.
She turned into a familiar alley—a shortcut she had taken countless times before. It wasn’t the most well-lit route, but she knew it like the back of her hand. Even at this hour, it was no different than any other night.
Then came the voice.
"You're never going to get it right, are you?" The words pierced the silence, unexpected and sharp. Jieun froze, her pulse quickening as she turned toward it. The tension in the air thickened, but she hesitated, unsure whether to leave or investigate.
"I swear, you keep your grades up, and I'll kill you for good," the voice continued. There was frustration in it, but no immediate anger, just disappointment—a feeling Jieun was all too familiar with.
Her curiosity gnawed at her. She should have walked away, gotten the groceries, and gone home. But something kept her rooted in place, as if some invisible force was pulling her deeper into the alley.
When she finally dared to peek around the corner, the scene before her was strangely surreal. A man, his posture slouched from his clear state of drunkenness, was standing before a boy she recognized all too well—Gwinam.
She hadn’t expected to find him here. His head was bowed, eyes fixed on the ground, his body language closed off. There was something so painfully familiar about his stance, the same way she had often stood in front of that very same boy, shoulders weighed down by the weight of his words. The similarity was striking, almost eerie. It was as if Gwinam, too, was carrying a weight he hadn’t asked for.
Jieun felt her heart tighten. She had seen this look before—the kind of resigned sadness that came when you felt like you weren’t ever going to meet anyone's expectations. The kind of sadness that settled in your chest and never quite let you breathe right.
She almost felt guilty. Almost. But, her mind's screaming finally got her attention. Jieun furrowed her brow to herself. What the hell was she thinking?
Pity? For the same boy who'd thrown her against dozens of walls, gripping her neck so tightly he'd left deep bruises? It all replayed in her mind as her senses began to work properly.
His father had left with a final shove, Gwinam's back hitting the hard brick surface behind him. Jieun took this as her cue to leave, spinning on her heel and taking careful strides away.
Clank!
Of course.
Instantly, she froze. Her body was as stiff as a board, foot frozen mid-air as her ears strained. They waited to hear a reaction, a sound, anything. The silence was deafening, and though she should've been happy, the eeriness crept up her spine like a black widow.
A sudden force knocked her down, hard. With a groan, she stood up slowly and rubbed the back of her skull, squinting her eyes.
There he stood, tall and undermining. His height towered over her frame, her eyes fearing and aghast. His slender hand reached up, though it held no remorse.
"Always sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, huh?" He muttered as he pushed her against the alley wall, a growing pain echoing on the back of her head.
His free hand reached up, pressing harshly on the back of her skull, a whine emitting from Jieun's throat. He smirked, pulling back his two fingers, now covered in her crimson blood.
"Look what you made me do," he spat, his grip tightening around her neck like a noose, each word dripping with venom. Jieun's frantic attempts to kick and slap felt laughable; her body was a marionette caught in a twisted game.
With a brutal shove, he tossed her against the unforgiving wall, the impact knocking the breath from her lungs. The world around them blurred into chaos as her mind raced; freedom was a distant dream now. "Please, Gwinam. I-I swear I didn’t see anything! Just let me go!" Jieun's voice wavered, desperation lacing her plea.
Tears spilled down her cheeks, glistening like diamonds in the harsh light of the streetlamp. He let out a low growl, his head tilting back as he closed the distance between them, an aura of menace radiating from him. Her desperate gaze met his, eyes wide and pleading, but beneath the surface, they held a flicker of arousal; through all her defiance and struggle, she couldn't deny the wetness pooling in her underwear. Jieun had to force her thighs not to clench, the evil smirk on his face hazing her senses even more. His hands reached upward, ruthlessly groping her breasts. He ripped her shirt open, a primal urge flaring in his core at the sight of her breasts bouncing out of her dangerously tight top.
She wanted to fight him, truly. But something inside of her felt so desperate for the attention she'd finally been receiving that it held back her sensibility.
"Girls that misbehave deserve punishment, right, Mouse?" He asked, the cruel teasing tone lingering in the air. Her head shook, hands trembling at the undeniable fear and horniness shooting through her mind and straight down to her throbbing cunt.
"Open." He demanded, raising his index and middle finger upward, covered in her blood. Jieun's hesitation brought a sense of fury in him, gripping her jaw and forcing it open. She gagged as his fingers reached the back of her throat, her own taste of metallic blood pouring down.
His fingers were coated in her saliva, creating a bridge between them. Aggresively, Gwinam pulled her skirt up, manhandling her. She attempted to close her legs, though this only angered the rage-fueled boy further.
He finally managed to get her legs open, using his knee to keep them apart. A whine left Jieun's throat at the sudden pressure between her legs. "You're such a fucking whore," He spat, "Don't act like you don't want this when I can feel your drenched panties."
Roughly shoving her underwear to the side, his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt her slick coating his already dampened fingers. His left hand now gripping her hair, yanking her head backwards as he began thrusting his fingers upward.
She felt as though she was at her peak already. His fingers scissored repeatedly in her tight pussy, throbbing around his long fingers. Gwinam's fingertips reached her mushy clump of cells, Jieun's eyes widening. Her mouth parted, but no sound dared to come out at the hold he had on her neck. She was so close, just there. And as her eyes shut and thighs clenched, he pulled out just as quick as her climax brinked.
Her eyes shot open as he roughly pressed his lips to hers without giving her a second to think. There was nothing romantic about their kiss. It was purely a way to shut her up and take his frustrations out on something other than the poorly-rehearsed porn he'd been watching.
Their mouths parted with a bridge of saliva between them. Gwinam reached into his pocket, Jieun's senses immediately rushing back to her as the shiny blade was slowly pulled from his pocket. She began to struggle again, but stopped just as quick as he placed the blade ever so closely to her neck.
Her neck was strained, eyes half-open as she tried desperately to pull herself away from the sharp knife. "You scream and I'll cut you apart like the worthless plaything you are." His lips were on her ear, voice barely above a whisper as his hot breath fanned against her.
He brought the knife down, giving Jieun a small sense of relief. Suddenly, her eyes widened as an aching sting formed on her thigh. A choked sob escaped her lips, her hand immediately shooting upwards.
She knew better than to scream after his threat. Gwinam was a lot of things, but he was never one to back down on his word.
Her eyes were filled with tears, a drop landing on the 'G' he was now carving into her leg, blood dripping with the salty-water.
"Take that as a warning," Gwinam smirked, gripping her jaw with one hand. "Each time you scream I'll add another letter to that pretty little thigh of yours."
He began roughly unbuckling his belt, finally pulling his pants and boxers down low enough for his cock to hang free from it's restraints. He lifted her wounded thigh upwards, the burn causing her to hiss.
She felt him rub his tip around her wetness, every touch heightened. She could feel every twitch, every vein, and could hear every soft huff he let out. Finally, he pushed his hips upwards, Jieun's hands finding their way to his shoulders.
Every sane part of her screamed at her to scream, but the rest of her couldn't give her a valid reaction as it was too busy being fucked away.
Their pants and groans were the only things heard in the quiet night, any passerbyers surely able to deduct the unholy actions taking place 10 feet away.
His tip was deep enough inside her she could practically feel it in her stomach. Gwinam groaned as her tight clit throbbed around him, his head resting against the wall behind her.
The taller boy quickly spun her around, shoving her face harshly against the jagged brick. His hand pinned hers behind her back, pulling her ass up in the air. He slid in easily once more, never giving her a chance to adjust as he resumed his ungodly pace and abuse against her aching hole.
Smack!
Jieun let out a sharp gasp and a scream as his hand landed an aggressive hit to her ass. A pink handprint now engraved into the plush surface, Gwinam's movements abruptly stopped.
Her breath hitched in her throat, realizing what she had just done.
"No, no. P-Please," She begged as he spun her around, "I-I'm sorry. I'll be good, I swear." His mouth opened in a groan at her cries, his lips curling into a wider smile than she'd ever seen.
He was getting off on her suffering, and her pleas of mercy only made him closer to cumming all over her clothes.
The blade shimmered as the cool metal dragged around her thigh teasingly. He violently yanked her pale leg upward, pressing the knife into her skin and carving a 'W'.
"We could keep going until I carve my entire name, or you could be a good slut and take my dick," He demanded, lips brushing against hers, "Got it, mouse?" Her eyes squeezed shut, lip trembling as she quickly nodded her head.
Gwinam turned her around once more, gripping her abused cheeks and burying himself in her. His hips were flush against hers, the wet noises and slaps echoing across the acoustic alleyway. The fresh wound dripped blood with every fast thrust, right leg now coated with the ruby liquid.
He continued slapping her ass, adding to the arousal she deeply wanted to rid of. Their parts seemed to mold into each other, the sounds a cacophony of every frustration and desire he wanted to take out on her pretty little body since the day he met her.
"I'm not gonna last—f-fuck." He groaned, hips stuttering as his pounding became sloppier, rhythm breaking. Her forehead was pressed against the wall, mouth open as droplets of drool dripped onto the cement underneath.
"I'm gonna cum inside you, and you're gonna walk around with me inside you all week." He ordered, her fists balling as she bent over and took his relentless thrusts.
He bent over on top of her, his chest pressed to her back. He reached his hand underneath her, rubbing harsh circles around her clit. Her eyes became saucer-like as a broken moan sounded in the air, her orgasm shooting through her and around his dick.
His release followed soon after as he rode them through their climaxes. Gwinam's hips slowly stopped their motions, his now soft dick pulling out of her.
Wordlessly, he pulled his pants back up as Jieun slid to the floor, legs wide open as his cum shamelessly spilled out of her. He smirked at the sight, spitting at the floor next to her and walking off, sure to ruthlessly shame her for it the next day.
Pairing(s): Gwi-nam x Fem!Reader
Author's Note: For the sake of fanfiction - and this applies to all of my aouad stories unless stated otherwise - we shall make it so that Gwi-nam never sexually assaulted/harassed Eun-ji and neither did his friend group because what they did WAS SA/SH and I feel like so many people gloss over that fact. They have never SA/SH anyone and are just regular bullies who just harass and beat people up normally.
Summary: Even turning into a zombie won't stop Gwi-nam from getting back to you before you wake up.
Warnings: Normal AOUAD gore and violence, Gwi-nam pushing that girl to her death in the kitchen scene, I think that's it but lmk if there's any more you can find!
Word Count: 6,106
Lunch.
One of your favorite parts of the day, because everybody is too preoccupied with their food and their friends to look at you. You always sat alone at your table, right in the middle of the lunch room. You had a great view of everybody around you from here. People-watching became something you were used to doing.
You didn’t really have any real friends, only ones you would talk to occasionally in the halls and at the beginning of classes. You never would actually text them outside of class, and the conversations would dull after the topic of school stopped, but you liked them nonetheless. You were more of an introvert anyways so not requiring yourself to make friends outside of school was nice. No requirements or plans to attend. There was really only one person who you would actually consider your friend; the only person you would willingly get out of bed to hang out with.
And he was currently throwing pieces of broccoli at the back of your head.
Yoon Gwi-nam. The school bully’s gopher and, unfortunately, your best friend. You’d been his friend since 7th grade before he joined the group of the bad and left you alone. You weren’t too upset since he still hung out with you outside of school and showed you his friendly affection in other ways - such as with the broccoli bits that were tangled in your hair at the moment - but it got lonely at times. You also knew he only was in their group because of how you’d gotten bullied at the beginning of freshman year and he stood up for you. From there, he also got bullied until one day it just… stopped. For the both of you. The next time you saw him, he was smirking with an arm wrapped around Myeong-hwan’s shoulder as the boy berated a timid-looking girl who had tears running down her cheeks.
He’d explained everything after school when you’d been ignoring him and you reluctantly agreed to his actions, knowing he was doing it for your benefit as much as, if not more than, his. You didn’t like it, but you weren’t sure of any way to stop him after he’d already dug himself too deep.
Another broccoli piece hit your head and you leaned your head down to hide your face and your smile. To everyone, you just looked like another one of Gwi-nam and Myeong-hwan’s victims but this wasn’t bullying. This was something you had been doing since the both of you were in seventh grade. It was a test to see how long you could go without getting annoyed and if it lasted more than 10 minutes then you got a beautiful reward of a nice, crisp 5 dollar bill. If you lost, you had to lose said nice, crisp 5 dollar bill.
The constant hitting was getting on your nerves and you prepared yourself to lose $5 just until you saw students. They were acting weird, crowding around the glass wall leading to the outdoors and screaming. They banged on the door until it broke and everyone fell to the ground in a pile. You stood up to rush forward to help them but stopped halfway across the room when you saw blood.
They were… eating each other.
You stood there paralyzed as you watched and couldn’t move even as one of them started rushing towards you. Just as the bloodied student got within a foot of your face, it was suddenly launched backward by a familiar sneaker.
“Are you okay?” You heard Gwi-nam ask you and scream your name but you just stared in shock at the body that contorted on the floor before it shot back up and roared. Just as it started to charge at you, Gwi-nam yanked you as he grabbed a lunch tray and slammed it across the beast’s face. It fell to the ground and Gwi-nam grabbed your hand to drag you away from the swarm. The sprinklers had turned on from the kitchen catching on fire and suddenly everything was slippery and you could barely keep your footing.
Correction, you couldn’t keep your footing. You slipped to the ground and Gwi-nam’s hand fell from your own when he was tackled by a zombie. He only barely was able to grab another lunch tray and stick it between the beast’s teeth before it could bite him. You quickly stood up and kicked the zombie off of him, slipping while trying to lift Gwi-nam and running hand in hand towards the closing doors of the kitchen. You crouched down and ducked under the metal table before any of the ones in the room could see you. Quickly after, you were joined by two others, a boy and a girl.
“Get out! No!” Gwi-nam whisper-yelled as he tried to force them back out but you just pulled his hands away from the boy’s hair.
“Gwi-nam stop! They’ll hear us! Just let them in,” you whispered to him and he rolled his eyes but knew you were right. As everyone piled in, you almost yelped when your legs got pushed out into the walkway but held your hand over your mouth as you pulled your legs back in, holding your breath as you waited to see if any zombie had seen you. Luckily they hadn’t.
Gwi-nam cursed and glared at the boy who had unintentionally, or maybe intentionally, pushed your leg out. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you in between his legs so you were laying against his chest to make room for the two as you curled in on yourself. You were too much in shock to think about the crush you’d been harboring for him for years as the first of many tears started to fall down your cheek. A small and almost inaudible whimper escaped your lips but Gwi-nam heard it and quickly used one of his hands to cover your mouth while the other wrapped around your waist and pulled your back further into his chest as he rocked you slightly. No other sounds left you but the tears continued to fall.
The girl across from you wasn’t as lucky. She whimpered loudly as she cried and you reached out to take her hand, trying to get her to calm down but she just cried louder.
Gwi-nam let go of your mouth and waist to reach forward and wrap his hands around her face to cover her mouth. “Shh! Shut the fuck up!” He gritted out through his teeth quietly. His head snapped up when he heard snarling before making the quick decision to just kick her out from under the table. She screamed, attracting all of the zombies’ attention and she tried to get up and run away but they got her. You covered your mouth as your breathing quickened and clenched your eyes tightly together. Gwi-nam pulled you into his chest and your head rested in the crook of his neck. The water from the sprinklers was still dripping down the sides of the table the three of you hid under. Your clothes and hair were soaked completely and so were Gwi-nam’s. More tears fell from your eyes and you clinged to his shirt tightly.
“Go get it,” you heard the boy from above tell the boy across from the two of you.
“No. I won't,” he protested, whimpering when he saw the glare on his face grow.
“You stupid little…” Gwi-nam reached forward to grab onto his hair and yanked it.
“Stop. Please!” He begged. “Just send her! She’s crying just like the other girl was!” He suggested, thinking he was giving a good solution.
Gwi-nam didn’t speak for a second and you heard the boy let out a sigh of relief when his hair was released. “You know what, you’re right,” you heard him say and your body tensed. He wasn’t actually going to send you out there, was he? “She is crying.”
You forced your body to relax, accepting whatever would happen to you next but tensed back up in surprise when Gwi-nam kicked the boy out into the open.
“But she’s important.”
The boy quietly started crying when he saw the zombies running towards him and latching onto his leg. He grabbed onto your leg, pulling you with him as he begged for help.
“Please, help!” He dragged you out from under the table and you had to bite your tongue to keep from screaming as you desperately kicked at his hands. Gwi-nam came up from behind you and dragged you away, helping you to your feet before moving the both of you to dodge a zombie approaching him from behind. He quickly pushed you down so you were climbing through the space under the metal table before following closely behind and moving out of the way just as you put another, smaller, table in between the space of the two of you and the zombie. It just barely stopped the zombie from underneath, who you realized was the girl Gwi-nam had kicked out from under the table, from biting the two of you as she reached desperately but to no avail. As the two of you took a deep breath of relief from the zombie being out of reach, you quickly tugged Gwi-nam away by the sleeve after seeing another zombie approaching from the right and pushed a moving cart in front of the undead boy, causing him to fall over and scramble to get up. You both backed up and you heard someone trying to get your attention from beside you.
“Hey, kids. Down here. Come quick!” The older lunch lady told you and motioned for you to join her under the countertop. You let out a breath of relief as you moved towards her but it faltered when you saw the zombie you knocked over with the cart get up and rush towards you. Gwi-nam quickly grabbed your wrist and moved you out of the way as he grabbed the woman’s outreached hand and pulled her in front of him just as the zombie latched its teeth onto her neck. Her screams echoed through the small room and you let out a shaky breath as he pushed both the woman and the zombie away before rushing forward, your hands still interlocked, and trying to get to the other side of the kitchen. He stopped short and turned around to go the other direction when he saw the boy who suggested throwing you to the zombies contort his body in odd ways before getting up and scrambling towards you. Another zombie ran towards Gwi-nam but he stopped just short to avoid being the next victim of the virus, pulling you away from the zombie boy sneaking up on you from behind. Gwi-nam bent down suddenly and grabbed a knife, holding it out in front of him as he pushed you behind him and into a corner. Feeling useless, you looked around for something, anything, to help and luckily saw a butcher’s knife laying on a cutting board where lettuce pieces were scattered around on. As Gwi-nam was looking at one of the zombies on the other side of the room, the girl trapped underneath the metal table had escaped and jumped towards him before you grabbed her hair to yank her back, slashing her across the neck and getting blood scattered across your hand and face. You didn’t have any time to be disgusted or wipe yourself off when the lunch lady came up to you, now zombified, and tried to pull your arm into her mouth only for you to slash her across the face with your knife and then again across her throat, successfully making her drop to the floor in a lifeless heap. You looked over just in time to see the boy who turned the lunch lady into a zombie charge for Gwi-nam only to be thrown to the ground after he stabbed him through the neck with his own knife. Hastily, the two of you killed off the remaining zombies in the room together and breathed heavily after you finished.
You walked over to the sink and grabbed a paper towel from a roll to your left before wetting it and wiping down your face before turning to Gwi-nam and walking over to him. It wasn’t a lot, but he had blood drops scattered along his face so you gently reached up to wipe them away and he just watched you in silence with an unknown look in his eyes as you did.
Once you were done, you let your hand fall to your side and dropped the wipe to the side with a heavy sigh. The sound of creaking was heard to the side and the both of you looked over in fear as the gate protecting you from the horde of zombies surrounding the kitchen started to break in some areas. “We should go. I don’t think that will hold them for much longer. Especially since they know we’re in here and probably won’t back down anytime soon,” you told him and he nodded in agreement. He looked around before setting his eyes on the window of the room and pointing to it.
“There. We can use that to leave. We definitely can’t use the kitchen entrance so I think this will be the best option,” he explained and you hummed in agreement as you both walked up to it. You saw a lever to the side and quickly unlatched it before pushing the window open and looking around outside to see if there was anything, or anyone, out there that would put either of you at risk. The sun was going down and it was harder to see but you looked over and saw a small alleyway that appeared to be empty. You quickly jumped up onto the windowsill and Gwi-nam frantically put his hands on your waist to stop you from falling, which you let out a small laugh at. You sent him a look behind your shoulder and he rolled his eyes before playfully pretending to push you forward which you flinched at but then let out a small laugh. Jumping down onto the other side of the window, you kept watch as Gwi-nam helped himself get over the sill to hop down beside you. The both of you snuck behind the alleyway and peeked behind the wall to look for any escape. By that point, the sun had faded behind the horizon and the world was encased in darkness besides the lights that automatically turned on from the school’s lampposts. Looking around, you noticed a bike. Without looking, you lightly tapped Gwi-nam on the chest to get his attention and pointed at it.
“Fuck, luck us,” he exclaimed quietly and looked around to see how much of a risk the path to the bike was. “All we need to do is get to the bike.”
Grabbing your hand in one of his and his knife in the other, he quickly set a path to there. You noticed zombies had realized your appearance and tried to tug him back but it was too late. Letting go of his hand, you grabbed an oncoming zombie by the shoulders and threw it to the ground behind you, helping Gwi-nam up from where he’d fallen. You both sprinted to the vehicle and you grabbed both Gwi-nam and your own knives while he hastily got on the bike, trying to get it started and going quick enough for you to jump on so the two of you could go. Unfortunately, as he started ascending the bike, the two of you noticed the chain was broken and you cursed at your luck.
Not so lucky after all.
Abandoning the bike, the two of you jumped off and made a run for the school’s front entrance. The bike had slowed down the zombies behind you but the ones in front of you were still a risk and you had to stab one to stop it from getting too close. You gave Gwi-nam his knife back after you two had successfully made it back into the building and closed the glass doors behind you. Letting out an exasperated groan, you yanked Gwi-nam’s hand and pulled him along as you saw more zombies chasing after you, these ones inside of the building with you. You both ran around through the corridors, getting cornered by zombies but luckily finding an open door.
The principal’s office.
You both ran in and Gwi-nam slammed the door shut behind him. You turned around just in time for a zombie to lunge at you and you shoved its chest hard so it fell backwards. Gwi-nam grabbed one that was creeping up behind you and stabbed it a few times through the neck before throwing it over the principal’s desk where you heard it twitching and groaning before going silent. While he dealt with the another one, you handled the other two and the two of you cleared the room with great amounts of exerted effort.
You bent forward and rested your hands on your knees as you took deep breaths in to try and regulate your breathing. “Fuck. What the fuck. This is so fucked up,” you rambled under your breath and was Gwi-nam carelessly threw his knife down onto the coffee table before resting his hands above his head to try and regulate his own breathing.
“I hate this fucking school,” he complained and unceremoniously plopped down onto one of the soft chairs in the room. Walking over, you plopped down onto the one next to him and sighed.
“Let’s just go to sleep for a bit, we’re both too fucking tired to think properly, let alone fight anymore. Maybe tomorrow we can try to find another way out,” you reached over to where a modern rotary phone resided and tried dialing 119 but the dead dial tone playing through showed you that it was either broken or the calling services no longer worked. You sighed in exhaustion before falling to the side and resting your head on the arm rest of the chair. You could feel Gwi-nam’s eyes on you but didn’t bother looking up at him as your eyes fell heavily closed and your breathing seemed to even out on its own. The soft hand that fell onto your hair and gently caressed it away from your face didn’t help in keeping you awake and you felt your consciousness slipping through your fingers like sand at the beach.
The next morning, Gwi-nam woke with a start as he felt tapping on his arm and turned to see the one and only principal next to him. His hand fell away from where it limply rested atop your head and you let out a small groan of protest in your sleep which he would have thought was adorable if he wasn’t just rudely awoken by one of the last people he wanted to see. “Hey. You're Gwi-nam, right?” The principal asked him while he looked around nervously.
“What? Why?”
“How is it outside? Still the same?” He pestered and Gwi-nam groaned as he realized the situation he was still in, turning over in his seat to try and go back to sleep, now knowing neither you nor him were in any danger.
“You can drive a car, right?” The principal asked him and he just looked up at him before shaking his head lightly.
“I can't,” he denied.
“Come on!” The principal complained. “I had to cover up your mess last year when you guys drove your dad's car and caused an accident!” Gwi-nam just looked around in slight embarrassment before looking back up at him questioningly.
“Why do you ask?”
The principal reached into his pocket and retrieved a keychain with his car keys attached. “Here's my car key. It's in the parking lot. License plate, 7340,” he turned to go to his desk, opening a drawer and retrieving something from there before closing it loudly. Gwi-nam’s head snapped over to where you were still laying asleep and breathed out a sigh of relief when you didn’t even stir. “Bring it here,” the man walked over with a new pair of fresh socks in his hand and sat down on the couch beside you to put them on.
Gwi-nam slowly sat up and leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees. “Why?” He questioned.
“Go to the night duty room and out the window, it's in the lot.”
Gwi-nam groaned, realizing what he was being asked to do and layed back in the chair with his feet resting on the coffee table. His head laid against the back of the cushion and his hand returned to resting on top of your head, lazily scratching your head with his fingertips. “No way.”
“You punk. Listen to your principal at once!” The man arrogantly ordered him but Gwi-nam just sat back up and looked at him in annoyance while he defied him.
“I said no,” his eyes looked over at his knife just as the principal’s did too and they both reached forward for the object at the same time. The principal was quicker and grabbed onto it, holding it out in front of him awkwardly but threateningly.
“Give me that,” Gwi-nam demanded before grabbing onto the principal’s wrist and wrestling him for it. “Give me that!”
“You punk!”
“I said to let go!” Gwi-nam raised his voice as he finally got the principal to let go and looked down at you briefly only to see you still sleeping peacefully on the chair. “Damn it,” he sighed quietly and waved the knife back and forth as he looked back at the principal who looked terrified.
“Fine. Just get out of here.”
“Go with me.” Gwi-nam insisted but the man shook his head in rebuttal.
“Why should I? You go.”
“Go with me to the car. It'd be nice to have a shield, anyway,” Gwi-nam told him while gesturing to the older man’s body as he explained the purpose he would be using him for.
“What's wrong with you? Stay away!” The principal picked up a plant pot from beside him and held it above his head as if he was going to throw it.
“My god. Look at you,” Gwi-nam degraded and rolled his eyes at how pathetic he looked. “All right, Mr. Principal. If this were a game, I'd be… happy to kill you… sir.”
“Stop! Stay away!” The older man begged after Gwi-nam took a step forward, his voice raising. “Why don’t you just take her!” He pointed down to where you were still sleeping peacefully, undisturbed by the loud noises coming from above around you and Gwi-nam hosted a smile for a moment before turning back to glare at his so-called principal.
“God, why does everything suggest that?” He took another threatening step forward. “Is it so fucking hard to see that she’s important to me? I guess everyone is just too fucking dense to see it.” The principal looked worried for his own safety and suddenly Gwi-nam had wrestled him down so he was pressed against the coffee table with his chest down. “And keep it down, would you? She may be a fucking deep sleeper but anyone would wake up with a voice annoying as yours blaring in their ears.”
Suddenly, the door burst open and a familiar face popped in.
Cheong-san looked back and forth between the two of them, his eyes falling on the sleeping girl on the couch before training back on where Gwi-nam had the principal restrained against the table.
“Is that the principal?” He questioned, confused.
“Get this jerk off my back!” The older man protested and begged. “Get this psychopath!”
“Shh! I told you to shut the fuck up, didn’t I?” Gwi-nam grabbed his collar roughly to stop him from talking.
“What the hell, Gwi-nam?” Cheong-san asked the bully only to receive no answer but a demand instead.
“Cheong-san. Come here and tie his arms. The bastard won't stay still.”
“Hey. What are you doing?” He questioned with his eyes blown wide in shock.
“Come and tie him up,” Gwi-nam tried again.
“You're finished. Do you hear me? I'm expelling you! Untie me now!” The principal yelled only for Gwi-nam to shush him again and press his knife against his throat.
“Gwi-nam! Stop that!”
“Stop what? This fucking guy…” he stood up, pointing towards the helpless and pathetic man on the table before pointing the knife towards himself. “Tried to kill me. He said to go out and get his car!” He then switched the knife to his other hand and pointed his now knife free hand towards you. “And he tried to make me use her as a shield!” Gwi-nam leaned back down over the principal and pressed the knife onto his neck again. “You call yourself a principal.”
He suddenly got off of the principal and hid the knife behind his back as he saw Cheong-san bring out a phone from his pocket and start recording him.
“That's right. Good idea!” The principal praised Cheong-san’s quick thinking.
“I'm filming everything,” the boy explained. “Let go, or I'm gonna send this to the police immediately.”
“You little… I will kill you,” Gwi-nam threatened.
“Just stop acting like human garbage. No one respects you just because you act tough.”
“I'm the new boss of this school,” Gwi-nam explained to him like it was obvious. “Don't you get it?”
“Don't make me laugh. You're just a fucking loser who will serve bullies for his entire life,” Cheong-san spat at him and Gwi-nam’s face fell to a much more intimidating and annoyed one. He let his arms fall from behind his back, the knife no longer hidden from the camera.
“Yeah? Say that again,” Gwi-nam dared him but turned around after the principal had maneuvered himself off the table so he was near you, his leg pumped into yours and you stirred faintly which caused Gwi-nam to rush forward, slicing the side of the principal’s neck where he fell to the floor and bled out.
He walked towards Cheong-san who lowered the phone down in shock after seeing what he just witnessed. “You fucking…” Cheong-san couldn’t finish his sentence because of his shock as Gwi-nam walked towards him slowly, wiping the blood from his knife into his red-stained white button up shirt.
“So am I… still a loser? Are you with me or not? The phone,” Gwi-nam stuck his hand out as he demanded him to give him the phone with the video on it.
“You just murder-”
“Give me the phone!”
Gwi-nam lunged forward, trying to slash at Cheong-san who narrowly avoided his attack. The two ran around each other and scuffled for a bit before Cheong-san got ahead and ran out of the room with the cell phone in his possession. The zombies in the hall followed after him and Gwi-nam ran after him before turning back to look at you where you were still sleeping. It amazed him how heavy of a sleeper you were, not waking up even after all of that chaos. He rushed forward, giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead before silently promising you he would be back, running out the door and softly closing it behind him before chasing after Cheong-san.
Soon enough, the two ended up in the library. After seeing Cheong-san getting mauled off of the top of a bookshelf, Gwi-nam jumped on top of the bookshelf and yanked the shirt of the boy who pushed him off, successfully returning the favor and causing the zombies to lunge for the fallen boy. Gwi-nam chased after Cheong-san, both boys avoiding zombies whenever they came into near contact with them. The latter had jumped up onto a bookshelf but was stopped when a couple of zombies had tried to pull his leg down so he would fall. He managed to kick them off him and got onto the bookshelf but one followed him up. It miscalculated its jump and slammed into the light, bringing it down with it as it fell to the ground. Cheong-san had no time to breathe in relief as he saw Gwi-nam appear on top of another bookshelf and jump after him. They both scrambled after and away from each other, now crouching next to each other only separated by the gap of the two bookshelves and the zombies below.
“Cut it out,” Cheong-san grit out while both of them breathed heavily.
“Give me the fucking phone,” Gwi-nam demanded and held out his hand, waiting impatiently. He was desperate to get back to you, desperate to just hold you again and finally be able to say what he’d been too much of a coward to for the past three years. Now might as well be the perfect time.
“You killed the principal. You're a murderer.”
“You made me kill him, you shit!” Gwi-nam hissed. “You wanted proof I wasn't a coward.”
“You're insane.”
Gwi-nam slowly stood up, ready to fight and Cheong-san followed his lead. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before Cheong-san dashed in the other direction. Gwi-nam followed and lunged for the boy’s legs, knocking him down so he hit his head on the top of a bookshelf before falling to the floor where zombies quickly followed after and tried to take a bite of his flesh. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on who you asked, Cheong-san managed to get back up on a bookshelf only to find Gwi-nam already there. He kicked him in the stomach only to have ended up landing on his back with Cheong-san on top of him, trying to stop all of his attacks. The bookshelf rattled from the two’s fighting and from the zombies below trying to knock them over.
Gwi-nam noticed the pulling the zombies had been doing to the bottom of his pant leg and screamed at them, “Get off me!”
Just as he managed to get the zombies off and stood up, Cheong-san pulled down the light above them and slammed it against Gwi-nam’s back. An act that seemed to have no effect. The boy grabbed Cheong-san and slammed him down against the bookshelf before forcing his head over the edge and making it so he was dangling above the zombies who reached up and tried to grab at his hair.
“Should I save you?” Gwi-nam taunted. “What do you say? Beg for your life. Come on.”
“Screw you,” the other boy refused and Gwi-nam pulled his head up to punch him a few times, succeeding in knocking him out before searching his pants for the phone.
Just as he found it and tried to search for the photos app, Cheong-san woke up again and hit the phone out of his reach, just barely managing to catch it in his other hand above the zombie horde who reached endlessly for a bit of his flesh. Gwi-nam angrily resorted to choking him to try and get him to either pass out again or to reluctantly give him the phone.
Neither of which happened.
Gwi-nam screamed and whimpered in agony as he found himself with the edge of the phone lodged in his eyes, screaming even more as he then found himself being pushed off of the bookshelf and into the void of death below.
He fought for a way out, pushing the zombies away but only ending up to where he was laying against the top of a table and the zombies piled on top of him. He reached out for Cheong-san, now begging for his own life in an act of life’s cruel irony. “Damn it! Shit! Help me! Cheong-san! Fuck! Oh, please!” He begged and begged but Cheong-san only looked down at him before looking away, trying to plan for his escape. Gwi-nam cursed him silently, vowing to end his life and not let him get away with this.
“I'll kill you. I will kill you. Fuck you,” He cursed him in his head. “I'll…”
He stopped moving all together as his body gave in to the call of death, only leaving one last thought as he left the land of the living.
You.
Less than an hour later, Gwi-nam awoke in the same spot on the table, confused and scared as zombies still surrounded him. He looked down and pinch lightly at where he saw a bite mark had appeared on his stomach. “Oh, shit. Did I die? Am I dead?”
Suddenly zombies came running towards him after hearing the noise. He gasped and flinched back as he prepared himself to be attacked again only for the zombie to stop short after smelling him. More followed but none attacked him. They all just turned away like there was nobody there.
“Hey!” He experimented after the zombies turned around, looking for their next prey. They all turned back to him but turned back around after not smelling fresh meat.
A small smirk started to cover his face as he started to realize what was happening. “Aren't you gonna eat me, you zombie bastards?”
When they all growled but made no move to attack him. He let out a confused laugh before deciding to stand up, still cautious of the zombies surrounding him. When none of them tried to go after him, the fear he harbored started to dim and he gained more confidence with every step. He walked up to where a cracked mirror was and took slow steps as the memory of Cheong-san stabbing him with the edge of the phone refilled his mind. He slowly touched his eye, wincing when it stung a tiny bit but much less than he expected it to.
“Cheong-san, you son of a bitch! I'll kill you,” he vowed before his one good eye widened in realization. “Fuck!”
He started panicking as he thought about you being all alone before realizing he had closed the door and you were safely inside, probably still asleep from how deep of a sleeper you were. He calmed down and walked around, finding a ONE HEART club jacket and putting it on after taking off his blood-stained white button-up.
“What the fuck?” He sighed as he put the jacket on and zipped it up. “That means…” He paused as he looked around at the zombies who were growling and running into the walls around him. “I'm God.”
He rolled his eyes at the zombies before making his way back towards the principal’s office. He opened the door quickly and entered the room before any zombies could follow up behind him. He walked over and saw you in the same position he had left you in with your head resting on the arm rest and your legs curled up. He let out a small and quiet laugh as he walked over, making sure to be quiet as he gently lifted you from the couch and gathered you in his arms so you were sitting on his lap with your head resting against the curve of his neck. You let out a small groan of protest as your eyes fluttered open slightly.
“Gwi-nam?” You whispered out in confusion and tried to lift your head but he just gently pushed you back into his chest which you followed without any more complaint. “Where’d you go?” You asked, your words mumbling together and he cursed himself for you waking up while he was absent.
“I just had to deal with some things, but I’m back now.”
“You should’ve woken me up,” you scolded him lightly while wrapping your arms around his torso.
“But then you would’ve been awake and I would’ve had to listen to your dumbass scolding me,” he teased lightly and you lightly slapped the back of his arm from where you were holding him.
“Jerk.”
He smiled softly and leaned his head on top of your own, his cheek pressed to your crown, waiting for you to go back to sleep. He wasn’t satisfied until he heard your breathing even out once more. Lifting his head up, he looked down at you with a soft gaze as you breathed in deep breaths through your nose. Every exhale would softly blow against his neck but he didn't care. He tried to suppress his emotions but couldn’t stop the love bubbling underneath his skin and threatening to escape. He leaned down and pressed a loving kiss to your forehead before leaning his head back onto yours and closing his eyes, trying to get more sleep of his own.
“To hell with Cheong-san,” he thought to himself. “I’m never leaving you again.”
Your Boyfriend Yoon Gwi-nam promised to keep you safe. Even when the World is facing a Virus and Chaos breaks out at School, your Aein - would keep his Promise. A Promise to keep the Flame of your Bloodshot Love alive.
"….we have to stick together and…..request help, the military will be here soon….for sure!" - the nervous chatter of your classmates echoed unnaturally loudly in your ears and you made yourself a little smaller in the corner of the classroom…..everything was so loud and the transformed high school students were thumping loudly in the hallway, you could hear heavy groans and moans. Couldn't your classmates just shut up for a minute?
You weren't usually so sensitive, to the sounds of the outside world, but since this chaos had broken out, everything seemed so unbearably confused and confusing….the panicked screams of the other high school students, still echoed up to the classroom…..like cursed death screams of damnation that would only underscore a scene from a horror zombie film.
Fuck.
"Don't you want to help? We have to strengthen the barrier to the classroom!" - Lee Na-yeon's derogatory voice circled above you like a damn bird of prey.
"Huh?" - you said monotonously and you didn't even bother to look up…it was no secret that you didn't get along well with Na-yeon…and with most of the other students in the class…you were more of an outsider…it's hard to make friends because of your insecure nature…you're not popular and most of your classmates just get on your nerves.
"Am I speaking fucking Spanish? Move your ass and help the others, bitch!" - Na-yeon hissed so clearly that there was silence for a moment…wait…if you made it here with your classmates then…oh no!
"The other students in the hallways, corridors and classrooms… they're safe too, right?!", you said uncertainly as you stood up… and ignored Na-yeon's bitch look, you stumbled over to the class representative and repeated your question. Your gaze bored into Nam-ra's eyes, almost nervous and panicked.
"We don't know if… others were able to get to safety…"
These words hit you like a slap in the face.
"My boyfriend is still out there… I have to look for him!", you blurted out and wanted to run to the door, which was just being reinforced by the boys pushing chairs and tables forward.
"That freak… two of them have found each other!", Na-Yeon mocked and you gave her an angry look.
"Wait… you're together with Gwi-Nam?"
"These victims are like flies on cow shit!"
"What do we know about her? She speaks even less than our other outsiders!"
"YOU can't just run away now! There are infected people everywhere and we have to make sure… that we survive and contact help!"
Your eyes flash angrily when some of your classmates say something against you or your friend.
Of course Gwi-Nam was considered a bully and an outsider… but that's exactly what brought you together… that and a little bit of Cupid's arrow… you feel safe with Gwi-Nam and he would do anything to protect you… you would do the same the other way around… you love him so much and can't believe what some of your classmates are saying… you shouldn't risk your life to look for your boyfriend… who is probably being attacked and injured by zombies out there? What kind of logic is that?
"Let me go! Gwi-Nam is probably already looking for me!" - you scream and try to push past one of the boys. All you want right now is… to find your partner and escape into a hug from him (and maybe feel his arm wrapped around your upper body!)
But your attempts were thwarted and when it came to escaping from the school building to the outside, it happened…..some zombies tried to attack you and you were separated from the group…..running for your life…..trying to find a safe place and not get bitten.
On the stairs down to the school entrance hall, you were just able to pull your right foot out of the hands of a zombie and only had two thoughts…..one….where the hell is the person who has been most important to you for several months….and thought number 2….where is a safe place to…
"Aaaah!", you were grabbed from behind and tried desperately to defend yourself against the cold, blood-stained hands….but the zombie held you tight and you felt the breath on your skin….shit….that creature is about to bite you…..
"Keep your hands off my girl!", - the aggressive tone followed by a knocking sound.
Just a few moments later, the zombie lets go of you and your friend's hands grab you by the shoulders and pull you to your feet.
"Gwi-Nam!" you exclaim, throwing yourself around his neck and then kissing him on the mouth.
You don't mind the taste of blood or the fact that the scent of your Gwi-Nam is a little different….the feeling of security as he pulls you closer to him and as his hands wander down to your hips before he reaches for your right hand to hold it…is still the same.
"Let's get out of here!"
And you've never been happier to hear those words and to be able to hug your friend…alive…somehow again.
"I'm so glad…that you're not dead! A world without you would be…"
"Boring? Crap? You have to deal with those nerds?"
"Exactly… tell me… will the kiss make me a zombie or… hybrid?"
"Let's find out! Two is better than one!"
And while some zombies around you wanted to launch another attack on you, Gwi-Nam made an almost growling noise that was more like the zombies than any human sound… and…
and kissed you so passionately as if it were the last time he would be allowed to put his lips on yours.
Hello, I love your writing!! Could I request a platonic Gwi-nam x GN!Hambie!Reader imagine where they're on the same level of visciousness as him? Like, they're violent and don't have much consideration for others' lives; even making dark jokes and playful quips at their victims' expense? Then for one reason or another, Gwi-nam and Reader team up, basically becoming like a villain duo (maybe Reader also wants to get revenge on someone, it's up to you though)
Thank you in advance if you do decide to write this!
Hambie Party
requested?: yes
pairing(s): Yoon Gwi-Nam x GN!Platonic!Hambie!reader, Choi Nam-ra x GN!Enemy!Hambie!reader, Lee Cheong-san x Enemy!Hambie!reader
genre: angst
warning(s): mentions of death/injury (typical apocalyptic stuff), mentions of jealousy, petty past friendship drama (reader and nam-ra), blood, gore, mentions of school bullying (typical gwi-nam), mentions of threats, ngl DARK themes (please don't come after me because you haven't read the warnings), not proof read
summary: 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘸𝘪-𝘯𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘥𝘶𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦...
word count: 1.5k
a/n: okay, so i am so fucking sorry for literally disappearing off the face of the earth. i have had literally no motivation to write anything for the longest time, mixed with the fact that my life has been so fucking busy at the moment, i have literally had no time to write everything. HOWEVER, i am (hopefully) back in business. i would like to also say, i have stopped using c.ai altogether, so i will no longer be taking any requests for bots, i will make an announcement at some point so more people can see this, but yeah. thank you all so much for being so patient with me as i haven't posted since like february, but i hopefully should be back! remember to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! -Cilla (also, thank you for how much support my account has been getting during my very long and unplanned hiatus)
nam-ra. the smartest girl in your class who always managed to outshine you, no matter what you did or tried. it was never good enough. she was pretty too, always had the attention of every brain-dead male in this god-forsaken school.
look at them now, brain dead as ever, quite literally. moving around like literal zombies – ironic - snarling at every noise and movement something around them made. you made a lot of noise, just to tease them into moving around and snarling. they would never go for you, of course, since you were one of the undead, along with gwi-nam.
you had always noticed him in school, the way he went around, grabbing people he didn’t like and thrusting them against walls, uttering demands you couldn’t hear before sauntering off, his goons in tow.
you weren’t that confident in school. sure, there was people you didn’t like who you would threaten from time to time, but you never went full out grabbing them like gwi-nam did. but now there was an apocalypse. barely anyone had survived the initial outbreak at the school, but those who did were easily hunted down.
but it was now time for you to get your revenge. you had already seeked your revenge on many people who had bullied you for the past few years at hyosan, but there was still a few more who were somehow still living despite there idiotic moves.
you had practically been hunting a girl from your class down throughout the whole school, moving from classroom to classroom, somehow skilfully dodging the dead (though it didn’t really matter on your behalf). the scent of her coppery blood lingered in the air as you hunted her for one reason and one reason only. food.
you were practically itching after not being fed for hours upon hours upon hours, but you finally had a food source, and nothing was going to take it away from you.
somehow, you had managed to lose your source somewhere between the science classrooms, but you could still smell the scent of blood, so you knew she was near. and it was getting stronger as you continued to wind your way through the halls of the god-forgotten place you once called your school.
just as you had turned the corner, the scent was much stronger, and the girl was making noise, soft whimpers which made your skin prick with anticipation as to the hunt which would soon give you your long awaited reward.
however, you snarled when you came into contact with her. your eyes adjusted to the sight of what was ensuing in front of you, brown eyes met yours as his teeth sunk into the victim sandwiched in-between the two of you. blood dripped down onto his chin and onto his thin white zip-up as he feasted on the girl’s neck. your victim was being claimed by another.
a wave of rage surged through you, completely blinding you to any sense of rationality you had left. the boy in front of you was not hungry, you could sense his greed through the heightened senses you gained after being resurrected after the initial bite.
you could see his smirk as he pushed the defeated girl off him, forcing her to slump on he floor in a pool of twitching agony as the evidence of his attack pooled around her, her hand soaked in a failed attempt to cover the blood so more of the lurking ex-students wouldn’t come and find her.
he saw the twitch of your nose at the scent of her defeat as the girl finally succumbed to her fate. the thrill was gone, and so was your dinner. you lunged forwards, but the other attacker was much faster, stepping to the side before you could latch onto him with your sharpened teeth. you hit the floor with a thud, coating yourself in the blood of the girl as you groaned.
a pain shot through your back as you stood back up, bones cracking under skin and tissue as you stared the boy in the eye.
“gwi-nam” you uttered, staring angrily at him.
“that’s right” he quipped with a smirk written all over his face. he wiped the last of the blood from his mouth before he looked back at the girl.
she was cracking back to life as you had seen so many do, as you had also done before as you awoke from your ‘slumber’.
“she was dead meat anyways” he spoke softly, you couldn’t help but huff a laugh, though you quickly composed yourself. he turned back to you and looked you up and down, probably sizing you up before he spoke again. “you’re hungry”
“you ate my lunch” you quipped back.
“shame, thought she was wandering aimlessly”
“nobody wanders aimlessly through this school”
you stared at each other for a little longer before your eyes snapped in the direction of a crash before a scream. then silence. probably too late. you huffed before looking at the smudged pool of blood the girl – now zombie - had left behind before she wandered off, trailing more blood in the direction she had gone.
you huffed again before turning away from gwi-nam to look for another food source, even a goldfish would do at this point, you just needed something to eat.
your spine prickled as you heard footsteps behind you, before they moved to your left.
“i’ve seen you around school before. you hate nam-ra, right?” you don’t say anything in response, but glare at him instead. “well, i’m looking for the group she’s in with cheon-san. he did this to me” he pointed to his eye that was all bloodied and puffed up with an obvious wound, how had you missed that before? “how about i help you find some more food before we go and find the group, then we can get our revenge?”
you stopped walking at that. i mean, you would like to get revenge on nam-ra for all these years you had spent lurking in her shadow, but you didn’t necessarily want gwi-nam’s help in finding her. you mulled the thought over in your head, thinking of every possible outcome before you made your decision.
“okay, but this next one is mine. got it?” you stare at him intently, your eyes darting between his damaged one and the perfectly fine one before he nodded. you smiled bitterly before you started moving again.
it was another half an hour before you found another victim, hiding out in the library, underneath a table. there was nothing dead inside as you made your way inside, making an effort to find the librarian’s keys and lock the door before you spoke normally. gwi-nam was hidden behind some bookshelves in case the victim tried to make a run for it.
“hey, it’s safe. i locked the door, you can come out” you said, slightly too sweet for your and gwi-nam’s liking, but your efforts were rewarded when the boy made his way out from underneath the tables that had been pushed together to make some kind of fort. “how long have you been in here? hm?” you asked softly, taking a step closer to him.
the boy gasped as he caught sight of your neck, the ugly scar left behind from the teeth that had dug into you many hours ago, which had left you in this precise situation. he pointed at it. you lifted your hand to touch it, swiping at some of the dried blood that had poured out of it when the wound was inflicted upon you. but you didn’t frown, your grin only grew wider.
“oh this old thing? you don’t need to worry about that. it’s all healed, i’m all better, see” you brought your hand away to show you your clean hand, absolutely no blood. “it’s a shame, though, i was going to show you later on when i gave you one to match”
you were closer now, you could practically smell the rich scent of fear dripping from the boy as his eyes stayed locked on your face. you lunged at him, sinking your teeth into his neck. you got a good taste of him before he managed to push you off and booked it towards the other exit, where gwi-nam was waiting.
the boy collided with him around the corner as he tried to explain to gwi-nam what had happened with you. all the while, you had stood back up, slowly making your way around the bookshelf as not to be heard. you locked eyes with gwi-nam as he ‘consoled’ the boy about your attack.
the boy caught wind of your return and spun back around before facing gwi-nam again.
“you have to help me- please” the boy tried his hardest to plead, but to no avail. you smiled softly, unmoving as gwi-nam stared at you, a fake look of ‘genuine’ determination in his eyes to help the boy. and then he spoke.
“i would help, but you’re already tainted” you took your chance and sunk your teeth in the boy, ultimately bringing him to the floor as you fed upon him.
and when you were done, you only sat back and wiped the evidence of your feast on your sleeve before looking back up at your accomplice.
Hey girl! It’s not AIB (but will def request that later tooo) but could you do a Gwi-NamxReader fix? It can be smut, romance, angst anything you want I just want a fic of him thank youuu! Your writing is awesome 😎
Thanks for the request! I’ve been wanting to write a Gwi-NamxReader fic for a while now!🤩
Genre: Romance-Ish, Smut, and before the apocalypse!!
⚠️⚠️Warnings: Bullying, anxiety driven, verbal abuse, rough play, smut, heavy make out, unprotected sex, fingering, choking, biting, nipple play, dirty talk, oral, Not proof read, and language. -YOU’VE BEEN WARNED 💖
School sucks. It absolutely sucks. As much as you tell yourself it will get better, it doesn’t get better. Why? Because of one fucking person.
Yoon Gwi-Nam.
One of the biggest bullies at Hyosan High School, and you were one of his favorite victims. Unfortunately for you it was almost impossible to avoid him during the school day. He was in four of your classes and sat behind you in every single one. If you managed to get a seat in front of someone, Gwi-Nam would simply shove them off so he can sit behind you.
On top of that, Gwi-Nam also had the same lunch period as you. Most of the time as sad as it was, you would sneak and have your lunch in the girl’s bathroom. Or not eat at all, depending on how anxious he made you feel that day.
The worst part was you had a huge crush on him. Despite how much he teased and harassed you, you were completely smitten over him. It was wrong, so wrong and you knew it and you didn’t want to like him. You’ve tried so many times but it was impossible since you saw his face everyday. Why did it have to be the bad boys that were so attractive?
Your crush for Gwi-Nam made you feel pathetic and hopeless, you didn’t dare to tell your parents or your friends. Word spreads fast at Hyosan high and you were not going to give Gwi-Nam another thing to harass you about.
Attempting to swallow back the stubborn lump in your throat, you had to first period. Your hands shook as you grasped the straps of your backpack. It was Friday, you just had to get through today and then it would be the weekend.
Math. History. Science. English. Lunch. Then your three afternoon classes that were Gwi-Nam free and you were done. You could do this. Who knows maybe he skipped school today, it wasn’t rare for him.
Despite the classroom being empty, your heart was already racing with anticipation of the possible encounters you’d have with Gwi-Nam today. Glancing over at the clock on the wall, class started in fifteen minutes. It wouldn’t be long before other students started piling in.
“Hey, baby girl...”
You stiffen from the sound of Gwi-Nam’s voice, you could feel your stomach twist in a tight knot as your hands gripped the edge of your desk tightly. You had to compose yourself, he wanted to feed off your fear. If you could just stop showing him how afraid you were of him, he would get bored and leave you alone. Right?
“Not now, Gwi-Nam.” You vowed, trying to sound braver than you felt.
Gwi-Nam raised his eyebrows as a smirk spread across his handsome face. He was amused by your attempt of standing up for yourself, he found it adorable how you failed so miserably at being tough.
Gwi-Nam grins, instantly sensing your fear that was also slowly turning him on. He loved every time you averted your gaze from him, bit your lower lip nervously, and crossed your arms over your chest. You were so pathetic to him it was adorable, and what you didn’t know is he wanted you. Badly.
He grabs you roughly by the hair, forcing you to look up at him. His dark eyes shone brightly with lust and mischief.
“Didn’t your parents ever tell you it’s rude look away when someone is talking to you? Show me some respect.” He sneered, his lips spreading into a grin.
“S-sorry..” You mutter softly.
“What was that?” He cupped his ear with his free hand. “I didn’t hear you. Speak up, love.”
“I said sorry!” You raise your voice, “Can you please let go of my hair? That hurts.”
Gwi-Nam laughs as he obliges. He then struts over to the wooden classroom doors, you narrow your eyes as he closes them both and pushes two tables behind both of them. Barricading the two of you inside the classroom.
“What are you doing?” You ask, as you feel your heart starting to race.
If he started to beat you or strangle you right here, nobody would be able to come in to save you.
“What?” He asks, his voice dropping with innocence. “A guy can’t have some alone time with his girlfriend?”
“G-g-girlfriend?” You repeat, your mouth dropping open.
“That’s what I said.” He replies impatiently, as he walks back over to you. He leans forwards planting his hands on both sides of your desk and caging you between his strong arms.
He looks down at you, his dark eyes wander from your pretty face to your breasts as he inches his face closer.
“I know you like me, y/n....” He whispers.
You nearly choke on your own saliva as your breathing grows rapid. What could you say? You were a terrible liar and he wasn’t wrong. You were very attracted to him.
“Is it that bad that I just want to spend a little time with you?” He gives you a charming smile as he tilts his head to kiss your neck. His grin grows wider from the soft gasp that escapes your lips.
“Sweet little, y/n...all mine....” Gwi-Nam coos as he starts to kiss down your neck slowly. “You don’t have to be so afraid of me baby girl....” He whispers deeply, you feel his hand at your hip that makes you flinch.
“I would never hurt you....”
“Then why do you tease me?” You ask, wishing you didn't because this makes him pull away from your neck. “
He looks down at you almost in shock. You weren’t sure if he was faking or if it was genuine.
Baby girl...” His voice softens. “Haven’t you ever heard that when a guy...”
He pauses as his grip on your hips tighten before he lifts you up to sit on your desk.
“It means....”
You gasp as you feel him slip a cold hand between your thighs, you could feel his hard thumb slowly brush against your clothed clit. You bite down on your lower lip to stifle a moan. Gwi-Nam chuckles darkly as he leans in to nip your earlobe seductively.
“...it means he has a big...big crush on her.”
Gwi-Nam runs his finger slowly up your slit as he takes your earlobe in his mouth. You moan softly as he begins to suck on it. It was wrong, all of this but how could you say no?
If he actually did like you would things be different from here on? You had no idea and it was hard to think of anything at this point as he started to diddle you through your underwear.
He had effortlessly found your clit, drawing a louder moan from you as you squirm and wiggle on the desk. This makes Gwi-Nam grin before he captures your lips in his silencing your moans. Class would start in ten minutes, Gwi-Nam knew that he had to be quick about this but he was confident enough he could make you cum faster than ten minutes.
Gwi-Nam’s lips moved against yours confidentially, making it easy for you since you never even had your first kiss. At first you were worried about biting his lip or drooling but Gwi-Nam was already doing that for you. He suckled on your lower lip as he started to pull down your panties.
You clench your legs together on instinct and look up at him with wide eyes. This makes him laugh.
“Come on, open up for me baby girl....I want to see your wet pussy...” He licks his lip seductively, you could feel your own juices leak down your inner thigh.
Before you even had the chance, Gwi-Nam pulls apart your legs with his hand as he bends down so his face is right by your pussy, eyeing it hungrily.
“W-wait!!” You cry.
Gwi-Nam ignores you and thrusts his tongue against your clit, swirling slow teasing circles with his tongue. Your hands fly up to grab his long hair as you cry out a moan. Pleasure bubbles up to your core as he flicks and nips at the sensitive bud between your legs, your sweet juices soak his tonuge and make his dick twitch with anticipation.
“Mmm...” He purrs against your pussy as he slips a finger inside of you, you squirm from the feeling. Sure you’ve touched yourself before but never like this and it felt completely different when someone did it for you.
“Oh!” You moan helplessly, as Gwi-Nam begins to fuck you with his finger. He watches your facial expressions and your pretty lips form into an ‘O’ as he pumps his finger in and out of you.
“You love it, you little slut. Don’t you.” He asks, using his free hand to unbutton the blouse of your school uniform.
“W-we should stop...” You pant, even though you didn’t want him to. What’s the worst that could happen if the two of you got caught anyway? A week of detention? Suspension? Was it bad you wanted to risk it?
No, we shouldn’t.”
He grabs your breast roughly pulling out from under your bra and pops it in his mouth. You tug at his hair as you feel his soft wet tongue lap around your hardened nipple. He could feel the pulse of your heartbeat against his face as he suckled your breast roughly.
He slipped another finger inside of you and increased his speed, the wet squishy sounds of your juices being pushed back from his fingers made his dick ache for you. He smirked against your tit as he felt you pulling at the long strands of his mullet.
You tasted amazing and you were beautiful, but he wanted more. He wanted all of you. He wanted no other man to have you and he was going to claim you as his.
Pulling away he unzipped his zipper slowly, eyeing your plumb and swollen breast that was sticking out from your shirt. He grinned seeing his own teeth marks on your soft skin.
“It’s your first time, isn’t it princess?” He almost sneers as he lowers his boxer briefs, your eyes widen as he pulls out his large erected cock. He was so thick and big you didn’t know how that could possibly fit inside of you.
You could only nod as he grabs your face roughly in his hands. He crushes his lips against yours in a deep and possessive kiss as he presses the thick head of his cock against your inner thigh.
“You’re mine. y/n. Understand?” He says against your lips.
“Yes..”
“If I see you with another man, I’ll kill him.”
“O-okay...”
Not that it mattered because you hardly spoke to any other men anyways, and you only wanted Gwi-Nam.
“Good girl...” He purrs before sinking his teeth into your neck, you flinch as his teeth pierce your soft skin, drawing blood.
He starts to suckle at your flesh while he rubs the head of his cock against your wet entrance, it hits your clit and makes you mewl in pleasure from the stimulation.
Gwi-Nam grabs your legs and wraps them around your waist before grabbing you by the neck and laying you down on the desk. You gasp realizing how much you like his cold strong hand wrapped around your throat.
Gwi-Nam only grins at how vulnerable you look with swollen lips and breasts, laying down in front of him with your legs spread out.
“I’ve been wanting to fuck you....” He says, before pushing the head of his dick in your pussy, stretching out your velvety walls.
You cry out from the pain as he thrusts his hips roughly against yours, sliding his entire long length deep inside of you. He could care less if it hurt and if you weren’t ready.
He kept his hand around your throat as he started to thrust inside of you deeply, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes as he savored the feeling of your tight pussy around his cock.
“Ooh fuck yes...” Gwi-Nam groans, as he rolls his hips roughly down against yours.
You grab onto his wrist tightly as you needed something to hold onto to ease the pain. It hurt but at the same time you found yourself enjoying it. The sound of Gwi-Nam groaning deeply above you while he fucked you was the most attractive thing you’ve ever witnessed.
“You’re a good little slut...” He says, slowly moving his hand from your throat to squeeze your breast.
You arch your back and start to moan loudly as he picks up his speed, going rougher and faster. Making the desk rock violently underneath you, this worries you as you grab Gwi-Nam’s long white inner shirt. You never knew why he didn’t wear his school uniform like everyone else or how he got away with it, but to you it made him look more sexy.
The five minute bell rang from above causing Gwi-Nam to groan to himself. It wouldn’t be long before students started pounding on the doors to be let in, along with the teacher. Not that he really cared.
“You better cum for me, baby girl.” Gwi-Nam says, bending down to suckle your breast. He lets you comb your fingers through his long hair, deciding that you have earned the privilege.
The more Gwi-Nam thrusted in you the better it felt, as you were starting to adjust to his large size. You toe your curls and arch your hips as Gwi-Nam begins to hit your sweet spot, the both of you could feel your pussy tighten around his cock.
“Gwi-Nam!” You moan, panting loudly. Your cheeks were a bright pink and parts of your hair stuck to your forehead.
“Fuck...I’m going to cum...” He grunts, not even caring or asking if you were on the pill and unfortunately you were too caught up in the moment to realize.
You pull at his hair as Gwi-Nam starts to slam into you. His hands hold your hips down against the hard desk roughly as he pounds into you violently, slamming his hips roughly against yours hard enough to leave bruises. He curses under his breath and groans as he thrusts out his orgasm, spilling his warm seed deep inside of you,
“Ahh..fuckk...” He purrs, giving your thigh a slap as he rides out the rest of his orgasm. Your chest rises and falls with each breath as you watch the pleasure slowly drain from his face.
He slowly pulls out of you with a groan before he helps you up to your feet. You pull up your undies and awkwardly smooth out your hair. You can feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you hear Gwi-Nam’s zipper as he pulls it up.
“Hey.” He says, cupping your chin in his large hand.
You swallow hard before looking up at him, you were in complete shock that he had just fucked you and took your virginity.
“Next time, you’re going to cum. I’ll give you a pass since it was your first time.” He kisses you before you had a chance to say anything.
There would be a next time?
As Gwi-Nam predicted, students from the other side started knocking on the door. He rolls his eyes as he walks over to the wooden doors. You watch quietly as he pushes the tables out of the way. Before he unlocks the doors, he turns to look at you.
“Sit your pretty ass down, baby girl.”
You do as your told and quickly open your text book as students start to pile in. You hoped you looked like you were studying and not like you had just gotten fucked senseless two minutes ago.
“What on earth where the two of you doing in here!?”
Mrs. Moon, your math teacher asks Gwi-Nam. You didn’t dare to look up from your text book because your flustered face would give it away instantly.
Gwi-Nam only grins as he takes the seat from behind you.
“Studying.”
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