Hi! Can I please request Ha Do-yeong and Jeon Jae-jun falling in love with the same reader? She is Moon Dong-eun's friend and helped her in getting her revenge. So she started working at jae jun's shop / do yeong's company. When she met them, both fell in love with her, become obsessed with her and gets jealous of each other.
Caught in Between
Pairing: Ha Do-yeong x Reader, Jeon Jae-jun x Reader
Since JaeJun was not really invested in the shop I thought her working in the golf club would be better..
You never expected to get tangled up in a love triangle between two men who were as different as fire and ice. But maybe that was inevitable.
After all, you had helped Moon Dong-eun in her revenge, tearing down the powerful people who once thought themselves untouchable. You had seen the cracks in their carefully built lives, the destruction that followed.
And yet, here you were, working at Jeon Jae-jun’s golf club, a place where wealth and arrogance mixed like whiskey and ice.
The first time you met Jae-jun, he had leaned against the counter, a cocky smirk on his lips “Didn’t expect someone like you here,” he had mused, looking you up and down, eyes filled with something far too dangerous to be casual interest. “Are you here to keep an eye on me? Or did you just miss me?”
You had scoffed. “I think you’re confusing me with someone who actually enjoys your company.” He had laughed—really laughed—and from that moment on, he made it his mission to get under your skin.
But then, there was Ha Do-yeong.
One day, you were cleaning up after a long shift, and the next, you turned around to find him standing there—watching you.
He didn’t play games like Jae-jun. He didn’t smirk or flirt outright. He simply studied you, eyes calculating, as if trying to figure you out before making a move.
“I didn’t think I’d see you again,” he said one evening, voice low, unreadable.
You wiped your hands on a towel, meeting his gaze. “Neither did I.” He stepped closer, slow and deliberate. “And yet… here we are.”
Obsession is a dangerous thing.
Jae-jun was bold about it. He liked having you around, liked the way your presence irritated Do-yeong, liked the way you challenged him instead of falling at his feet.
“You like me,” he teased one afternoon, cornering you in the hallway, arms braced against the wall beside your head.
You arched a brow. “You wish.”
He leaned in, breath fanning against your cheek. “You don’t have to admit it. I already know.”
Do-yeong was quieter in his obsession, but it ran just as deep.
You caught it in the way he watched you, how his hand would linger when he passed you something, how his usually composed expression would darken every time he caught Jae-jun getting too close.
One evening, after closing, you found yourself alone with him outside the club. The air was thick with something unspoken, something heavy.
“Why are you here?” you asked, crossing your arms.
He exhaled, gaze sharp. “Because I don’t like the idea of you being around him.”
Your heart skipped. “That’s not for you to decide.”
His jaw tightened. “Maybe not. But that doesn’t change the way I feel.”
And so it continued—a silent war between them with you caught in the middle.
Jae-jun would pull you into his world, filled with luxury, reckless flirting, and the kind of passion that threatened to consume everything in its path.
Do-yeong would ground you, offering quiet intensity, lingering glances, and a stability that felt far more dangerous than recklessness.
You knew you couldn’t have them both.
But you weren’t ready to choose.
Not yet.