#han seokyool

[multiakimo]

Who else is up missing geurae and seokyool in these trying times

[yo4snd]

I believe in Geurae x Seokyool supremacy!!!

[greenteabelle]

a missing scene from the misaeng valentines au , if you will , released to the public as requested by @poetryincamelot !!

When Geurae hears the familiar rush of footsteps coming from behind, he's tempted to start running. 

But alas, he's never been able to escape from Han Seokyool's clinginess before. 

"My darling Geurae." Seokyool croons as he naturally wraps an arm around Geurae's shoulders to pull him closer. The latter stumbles slightly from the action, though he does nothing more than shoot a glare at the perpetrator. The sight only seems to amuse him further, however, as they come to a stop in front of the lifts. "Did you sleep well?" 

"Yes, I did." Geurae answers drily, pressing the lift button with some difficulty because of how clingy the bastard is. He tries to pry the Seokyool off his shoulder, missing his days of having personal space, only for the offending hand to slide down to his waist instead. Barely containing a flinch when the man lightly pinches him there, Geurae decides to accept his fate. It won't prevent him from squirming every so often though. "You're here early; Do you have a lot of work to do?" 

The lift arrives with a melodic ding and they walk in, briefly detached from each other. As Geurae habitually presses the 15th and 16th button, Seokyool practically wraps himself around him from behind, chin tucked squarely in the crook of Geurae's neck. 

"What a woeful day it is, to be coming in early for work on such a special day!" Seokyool bemoans. 

"Is today a special day?" 

"...Jang Geurae, it's Valentine's Day. Why else would you be fully booked with meetings today?"

"Thanks for the reminder, but why and how do you even know my schedule?" 

"I asked here and there." Seokyool vaguely answers, with no attempt to explain how he managed to overhear the information through sheer determination. He instead digs through his briefcase to pull out something. "Anyway, it's because I wanted to give you this." 

Geurae looks down, only to be surprised by an intricately embroidered pouch. He accepts the gift, carefully studying it with slight awe as he brushes his fingers over the silky fabric and impressive recreation of a bowl full of black and white Go stones. 

"It's beautiful." 

Geurae can feel the pride radiating off of the man's chest after he says that. He pulls open the drawstrings of the pouch to find an assortment of Hershey's kisses. Geurae almost snorts.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, I do. I didn't know you knew embroidery."

"It's a hobby I picked up from my grandma. Since you liked it, I'm glad."

"But… it's too much. I don't have anything to give you." 

Surprisingly, Seokyool lets go of Geurae and steps into his field of view with a mischievous expression. He clears his throat, leaning in as he taps his cheek pointedly without a word. When he sees Geurae scrunch his nose in disgust, Seokyool almost laughs off the matter and is about to step away-

-When Geurae's expression morphs into one of consideration. 

Before Seokyool can do anything, Geurae speaks up. 

"I suppose it will have to do."

And he tilts his head upwards and brushes his lips gently against Seokyool's cheek. 

The action must have only lasted mere seconds, yet Seokyool feels as though an eternity has gone by. He barely stops himself from reaching out to touch the man's lips, just to make sure that they were truly as soft as it felt on his skin, instead cupping his cheek with a hand. As if it would retain the sliver of warmth that still remained. 

The lift dings.

"I'll see you later, Han Seokyool." Geurae murmurs with suspiciously pink ears, before stepping out of the lift. He gives a small wave as Seokyool slowly turns to face him, like he still can't quite process what has happened, until the doors close. "Happy Valentine's Day." 

Inside the lift, Seokyool's face burns, though his smile is giddy.

[krotiation]

I miss them every damn day

[greenteabelle]

a misaeng valentine's day au , if you will .

"Section Chief Cheon, Deputy Kim."

The two yell out affirmatives, then wince at their volume and huddle closer into the circle they've formed in front of Deputy Manager Oh's desk. The man in question shoots them a glare but otherwise doesn't comment on it. Thankfully, the office is empty.

"Are the preparations for tomorrow done?"

"Yes sir," Cheon nods, his mouth set in a grim line. "I've already notified the receptionist to make sure that Geurae's deliveries are to be thrown away immediately. I also made sure to ask them to not allow any delivery workers up to our floor."

"Good work, Cheon. Kim, what about you?"

"I've switched all of Geurae's things with mine, so he'll be able to work at my desk with no issues. I've also prepared 2 spray bottles full of water if any of those... things try to come in."

"Excellent. I've also pulled some strings so that I can attend some of the meetings Jang Geurae has tomorrow." Oh Sangshik lets out a severe sigh and claps both of his subordinates on the shoulder. "Tomorrow is going to be a warzone, but we've done the best we could to prepare for it. Get some rest tonight, so we can fight tomorrow, alright?"

The following chorus of "Yes, sir!" rings out loud and clear throughout the empty office.

The next day, Geurae rounds the corner to find a shocking sight. Quickly jogging to the Sales Team 3 office, he bows in greeting with a flustered expression.

"Good morning everyone! I didn't expect all of you to be here so early."

"You're as energetic as ever, Jang Geurae." Cheon replies. "We have a busy day today, so make sure you're prepared."

"Yes, sir! I'll work hard today as well!"

"Jang Geurae, you're gonna pierce my eardrums." Kim deadpans as Geurae shrugs off his jacket and carefully places his bag on his desk. "Did something good happen- What is that?"

"Hmm?" Geurae asks distractedly, until he realises that Kim is staring straight at the pouch he's holding. "Oh, this was a Valentine's Day gift!"

The temperature drops imperceptibly, as the three members of Sales Team 3 slowly raise their heads to stare at Geurae with unreadable expressions.

He's none the wiser.

"Han Seokyool gave it to me in the lift." Geurae continues, not noticing the way Kim mutters something under his breath and Cheon rolls his eyes. "I didn't even realise it was Valentine's Day today because I was too busy preparing for today's meetings, but he made the pouch himself. It was really nice of him!"

The office falls into a deafening silence for a few moments before Oh gets up and throws his pen to the ground. "Han Seokyool that sneaky little bastard-" He yells, veins popping in his neck before he cuts himself off, visibly trying to calm himself down. "Forget that. So. He didn't do anything else right?"

Geurae looks down at the pouch he's cradling oh so carefully. At the memory of him giving the man a kiss as a token of gratitude, no matter how innocent it was, he can't help the blush that tinges the tips of his ears.

"I'm going to kill that bastard."

"Huh?" Geurae asks with widened eyes, blinking rapidly as he tries to figure out why Oh is holding the letter opener he uses for mail with a white-knuckled grip. "He didn't do anything to me, I'm just a bit embarrassed…"

That stops Oh in his tracks, already poised to march out of the office to the 16th floor.

"Tell us."

Geurae squirms, pinned under the deadly stares of his superiors, though he eventually sighs and gives in.

"I gave him a light peck on the cheek." he mumbles, his ears turning so red they might as well be bleeding.

This time, Oh's calendar takes the fall.

"I'm going to visit the 16th floor." Oh says calmly.

"Oh! I can help you if you need me to-"

"YOU." Oh bellows, jamming his index finger in Geurae's direction with wild eyes, his gaze murderous. He storms past them, letter opener in hand. "Stay here. Work. Don't even dream of leaving this office unless it's for your meetings today."

"But what about lunch?"

"WE'RE GETTING TAKEAWAY!"

Then he's gone.

Still confused from the entire ordeal, Geurae turns to the remaining members of Sales Team 3 for answers.

He doesn't get any answers.

"Cheon," Kim starts, staring intently at one of the spray bottles on his desk, "do you think I can get away with it if I replace this with toilet water?"

The man hums thoughtfully before shaking his head. "What about gochujang?"

"You're a genius, Cheon. Should I go down and borrow some from the cafeteria auntie?"

"While you're at it, add some vinegar. I'll go check on Oh if he needs any help. Lord knows we don't need another meeting with HR again."

"Then what about-"

"Just sit here and work!"

If he wasn't getting yelled at, Geurae would marvel at how well they sync with each other. Instead, he hurriedly takes his seat at his desk, that for some reason has been switched to Kim's original spot, and pulls out some files to skim through.

He has a lot of work to do today, after all.

watching misaeng , the only thing i could think about was " damn , valentine's day must be rough when you have someone like jang geurae in the team " then it was like i was slapped with a lightbulb

like , imagine jang geurae's schedule on valentine's day so jam packed with meetings because every single client is trying to woo him , yet he's totally unaware of the chaos . even the office isn't safe , and he only has 3 middle-aged men who are close to comitting murder to those who try to chat him up .

i do have the scene between jang geurae and han seokyool written out , but it didn't quite seem to fit so i just wrote this one !

but i honestly love misaeng so much it's honestly in my top 5 kdramas !!!

[sundaylullabies]

the game goes on [even if you lose a stone]