voyeurism (i guess?), misuse of ability, constellation star stream isn't here btw, kdj is a certified FREAK for you, primarily yjh x reader but in kdj pov, smut (not detailed but still) kdj feels kinda ooc here? shoot me pls if it does, ig one-sided love for kdj, tagging the angst for @marumaomao bcs i think they'll hate yjh for this.... 🥹
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kim dokja accidentally using his third pov thing, and finding himself in yoo junghyeok's body making out with you.
he's frozen in shock, overturned by hands creeping up the spine of his back, raking your nails up in a sensual manner. Your eyes are shining in mirth, narrowed in a lustful gaze as you giggle at something in his face— then a sudden, pleasant drawl emits from his throat, snapping him out of his stupor.
in all his years of reading ways of survival, he has never once imagined the yoo junghyeok moaning— his version of moaning— from a simple touch, let alone fluster at your teasing smirk.
"you know..." kim dokja's body tenses— actually, yoo junghyeok's. But considering the circumstances... sharing a body with the lucky bastard meant this was his experience too— as you guide his well-muscled arm over your thighs, prompting dokja to hike you up against the wall.
"I bribed bo-gyeong to turn off the channel for a bit. And I was wondering if you'd like to..." a hiss escapes him when you rock those supple hips 'round his groin.
it gives a twitch, then two, blood roaring and pumping down his cock like a feral bull.
"... have a little fun." your smile is wide, brimming in mock innocence as you bat those irritatingly tempting lashes with big, pleading eyes.
dokja barely reconsiders going back to his own body, not when he finally has you in his arms— technically yoo junghyeok's but he doesn't give a fuck about him.
not when his fantasy is pressed against him, taking his cock down to the hilt. Squeezing him so tight and flushed, dokja feels like cumming without you even doing anything.
he's kissing your neck, laving his tongue over the various hickeys he's left behind. All while, he's bouncing you up and down with a firm, bruising grip on your luscious ass.
to hear your pitched moans is heaven to him.
but to have your nails raking down his back, claiming streaks of red as you cry in pleasure has dokja biting back a whine.
another hickey bloomed, teeth sinking into flesh to hide the torrent of pleasure coursing through him.
faintly tasting blood, he finally realizes how hard he's holding back the sounds that threaten to spill.
maybe a whine and a whimper— but a growl echoes from his- yoo junghyeok's mouth. It's animalistic, fervent with need, and unlike anything he's heard before.
reality comes crashing over when those sweet, bitten lips speak not of kim dokja but yoo fucking—
"j-junghyeok!! I'm g-go—" the rhythmic slap of skin reverberates in the empty room. Like a thudding drum of chilling clarity.
dokja's world ripples, waving in and out of the bastard's consciousness as his soul seemingly detaches from its temporary host.
protests fall but no sound was muttered.
he clings on long enough to see you fall apart— beautifully undone with your head thrown back in ecstacy.
the image sears in his mind, cataloguing each miniscule shift in your features before dokja departs from yoo junghyeok's body.
jolting awake, he's painfully aware of his hard, leaking cock straining and upright in position.
thankfully the material was dark enough to cover the embarrassing wet patch of cum staining the front of his pants.
utterly pathetic but at least he got to fuck you.
the next time he sees that bastard, he'll make sure to irritate the fuck outta him— and maybe charm you himself so the only name you'll ever scream is his.
i had to get this out of my system i could NOT sleep without writing this fucking banger of a thought. I will continue this and the other smut i was writing in the first place but pray for time and life to pave motivation for me.
Also this is my first ever dive in something sexual and lwk nobody told me how hard it is to keep it short, kinda realistic, and not overdramatic 🥹 tho it isn't much i hope it's okay
also squared, I don't think kdj wears boxers/underwear bcs when he was killed by the fire dragon egg boss he just took myungoh's pants and called it a day. LIKE I DON'T THINK HE HAS TIME TO FIND BOXERS TOO 😭 SO DO Y'ALL THINK IT'S SWINGING AROUND AND OBV WHEN HE'S HARD?????? the answer is a HARDDDDD yes.
After using too much Probability during what was supposed to be a simple mission to prepare for the final scenario, Kim Dokja's body reverts to that of a child. Yoo Joonghyuk, the golden glow of a transcendent evaporating off his body as he grips his blade soiled with the blood of the enemies, approaches the shrivelled Kim Dokja on the ground. The child, when shadowed by a man with a scowling face, shudders. His eye trembles as a scarred hand reaches for him. His small shaky hands grip the sword too big for him & stab the image of his father.
Would you have allowed it then, if you knew there'd be someone willing enough?
or would you still have chosen the same path only to save that person as well?
Would it have been possible for the end to change if Yoo Joonghyuk knew the answer?
Would it have been possible for him to reach towards the deepest parts of this man's heart if only he had come to understand him better?
Kim Dokja.
You have stubbornly, so unnecessarily, pinned all our hopes unto yourself - engraved them into your very bones as if it was the only way. As if this had always been your fate.
If you could decide your fate, won't it only be right if i decide my own to be the one that could've changed yours?
Kim Dokja.
You have turned your one and only savior into nothing more than a stranger. As if I didn't really matter to you. As if I couldn't have done this for you.
Yoo Joonghyuk could only tighten his grip unto the other man's collar. He was starting to fade, and this bastard still managed a faint genuine smile while declaring how this story had been a great one.
What was so great in a story that would only end with you nowhere to be seen? Your presence no longer to be felt, your laughter no longer to be heard? Your eyes no longer to behold your heart's indescribable amount of love?
To where exactly would this love of yours go, Kim Dokja? Was this sacrifice supposed to reflect everything you've held in your now weakening pulse? To whom was this even supposed to fall unto, you fool?
In this damned world, there would be no other Kim Dokja, and he was now slipping from Yoo Joonghyuk's grasp.
You cannot save those who can't be saved.
Yoo Joonghyuk felt sick.
Was there really no other choice?
It should've been me.
It should’ve been me.
It would’ve been me, Kim Dokja.
Yoo Joonghyuk felt his throat burning, rage scratching through the walls of his windpipe but the only words he could only blurt out were-
"No, No, No. Kim Dokja, No- Don't leave m-"
There was a heavy lump in his throat as he watched Kim Dokja's eyes, ones that always seemed to hold the stars, now dim into a blackened sky.
"Let's meet again, Yoo Joonghyuk."
Yoo Joonghyuk's palm could only clutch at the ashes of the one he could not call his own.
The only one he could not save.
- this song reminded me of joongdok, so i wanted to write something in hopes i could get over that certain chapter....
tho this may not necessarily point to 3rd turn yjh alone, this is also to a yjh who would've been desperate enough to show this vulnerability in him as he grasps at the remaining seconds he had with kdj
(i havent reached this part in the novel yet so this is purely an hc TT)
