Can I request, Minhwan Ma and Hanwool Phi being all jealous over their S/o clingy and affectionate best friend who has been stealing their S/o attention :DDD
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[ Minhwan Ma, Hanwool Phi x Gn! Reader ] - Minhwan Ma and Hanwool Phi are all jealous of their S/o clingy and affectionate best friend who has been stealing their S/o attention.
Minhwan Ma:
If there is one thing that Minhwan Ma hates in the entirety of his life is someone who’s a little piece of shit and can’t keep their arms to themselves, Minhwan watch your so-called ‘self-proclaimed’ best friend with murderous eyes as the best friend can’t seem to get a hint from Minhwan’s scathing glare and continued hanging on to your arm with no intention of letting go whatsoever.
The passing students in the halls leisurely wasted their time before the next class starts or in their interpretation; hell, shivered as they come upon the black-purplish era coming out of the body of Minhwan. Everyone tenses under the hall's silent but deadly aura that seems to spread everywhere, plaguing the other students with fear and bated breaths.
Sensing the rising tension in the air, you turned your head back and ignored the unpleasant whines of your best friend who was still clinging to your arm without any fear for their life. “Minhwan? Is everything okay?” You address your boyfriend who was uncharacteristically brooding in the background.
Minhwan Ma saw that smug look on your best friend’s face and his hands that were on his sides twitches uncontrollably, one look at that smug face of theirs is all that it takes to make the hot raging volcano finally explode and let out its ferocious magma that swallows everything in their way.
At your question, your best friend who has steel for guts stopped with their unceasing rambles and averted their gaze away from your figure and to your boyfriend who was silently looking at them with pure intent to kill in his piercing brown eyes. Heh. A smug smirk was all it took from your best friend.
“You motherfucker—” Before you can even visualize what happened, Minhwan already has your best friend in his grasp, his small and slender fingers doing their job easier, as Minhwan choked the living shit out of your best friend, who was struggling. Their nails left dents and scratches on the back of Minhwan and yet he doesn’t seem to care, as he continues to reprieve them from their airway.
You stared baffled, and your brain and motor functions finally kicked in before trying to kick Minhwan out of the way to stop your boyfriend from committing murder and being put behind bars which you don’t want, because (1) that means less couple bonding between the two of you. “Minhwan! Wait, you need to stop! You might kill someone if you continue—”
For a split second, Minhwan stopped with his painful actions as he turned to look at you, your best friend laying limp in his stronghold. “Stop? Do you want me to stop killing this motherfucker right now? They were all over you like a fucking leech. It’s annoying, if you hadn't been here, I would have cut off their arms first before sending them off to the afterlife. Shouldn’t you feel thankful? I’m getting rid of useless trash for you.”
You suck in a breath before taking out your phone, you just hope that google has clear and detailed instructions on how to properly bury a body and how to get away with murder.
Hanwool Phi:
Hanwool is okay with almost everything or should I say— was, at first, Hanwool was naïve. They were your best friend, of course, they would be a little touchy, a bit intimate, and a whole lot smothering with their affection. Because I mean, who wouldn’t want to get you for themselves? Am I right? You had a world too on your own, your world doesn’t revolve around a man named Hanwool Phi. But this is taking it too far.
Hanwool sneers as he watches the messages of your best friend continue to pile up on your phone, numerous notifications keep on popping up on your phone with no rest and all Hanwool did was watch the pathetic excuse of a human to keep on bombing your phone on a weekend with messages of going out together to have some best friend bonding time.
Hanwool almost let out a laugh as he felt hands wrapping around his small waist, hands that is familiar to him throughout his life, the hands that held him up when he was down, the hands that piece him back all together when his life breaks apart every second, and oh my god, the hands that focus on him solely, giving him affection that he never even thought of him to be lucky enough to have.
He let out a fond but lovesick sigh and turned to face you who was still sleeping soundlessly without any care for the world, without any care for the fluctuating heartbeat of the man you were hugging without a care for the world. And for heaven’s sake, Hanwool smiled and opened the camera app.
He quickly takes a photo of him and you together, in bed. A smile made its way onto Hanwool’s lips as the photo was quickly sent with a short introduction, quick and straight to the point.
A smile and a click on the block button commenced and Hanwool smugly looked at your phone, before finally getting himself into the comfortable and warm confines of both his bed and your embrace. A smile was ripped off of him again as he remembered the picture that he had sent your best friend. There's a possibility that you might be angry at him for doing something so rash but what’s a little anger that Hanwool Phi can’t tame?
[y/n] [l/n]
Sent at 2:20pm
[picture]
Hello, I’m Hanwool Phi. I’m her boyfriend and they’re currently busy right now as you can see, I’ll make sure to tell them what you said.
The picture of you and Hanwool was downright salacious, with your sleeping figure and your arms tightly wound around Hanwool’s waist, and the pure, pristine white blankets covered up your entire figure but the blanket that slips down from your bare shoulders indicated that you were completely naked.
But the worst thing of it all was the man, with white bed hair that still seems to frame his handsome face. A smirk or was it a grin was plastered on his face, the blanket covered up the entirety of his lower half, and the scratches and red splotches that adorn the silky and white skin of the man seemed to tell a story of passion that happened between lovesick lovers.
Hanwool smiles and finally drifts off to sleep, good thing he managed to save the photo in his phone before you cause a ruckus.
I want some angst plot but can't think of anything soo, Could I request for study group geonyeob and hanwool (plus minhwan if you're okay) with reader giving them silent treatment please, thank you in advance!
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[ Park Geon Yeob, Hanwool Phi, Minwhan Ma x Gn! Reader ] - Reader gives them the silent treatment.
Park Geon Yeob:
He's confused, did he do something wrong? What is it? What does he need to do to fix it? Please talk to him. When you showed no signs of talking and continued with your silent treatment, he felt like losing everything all over again. Please look at him, don't turn away from him, were you afraid of him? Well, he doesn't blame you. With how hell-bent he is on getting the revenge he considers the fact that it made him look like a monster. But he thought that you can look past that and still love him all the same.
Seeing how you look like you have no qualms about not showing any affection and even turning on him with nothing but a cold gaze left him all feeling bothered and empty inside, weren't you supposed to love him? Was all the I love you muttered every night with a bated breath and loving gaze all fake? What about the promise of loving each other till death do us part? Were you falling out of love? He shook his head when he thought of that, of course, you wouldn't. You still love him right?
He decided to give you some space first, maybe you were going through a tough time and needed some bit of space for yourself. When you're all finished with tying all of the loose ends is when he'll exert himself in your life again and will comfort you in whatever way you want. Until you didn't.
A day goes by without talking to each other, no it's fine you need time. He can wait.
A week goes by without talking to each other, and he realizes that you needed more time than he thought, it's fine he assures himself, you always waited for him, and it's time for him to do his part.
A month goes by and he knows, he knows, like a whisper from a devil that goes through his mind every anxious night, are you sure they still love you? You're the only one holding on right now? Isn't it time to let go of them by now? And he cries. Yeah, maybe it is time to talk. He cursed under his breath. You weren't dead like his mother, but why does this hurt like that night when his mother died in his arms as he watched with widened, traumatic eyes as the blood seeps out of her body?
And he showed up right outside of your door, tear tracts fully hidden by the rain as he stood with his feet wobbling. "If you don't love me anymore, say it. Don't hurt me with this nonsensical game of yours."
Hanwool Phi:
Hanwool Phi knows that he is a hard man to love, he knows that so much that at times, he thought that he was the one at fault. A wrong word can send someone down the wrong path. He knows all of it. He is quite experienced when it comes down to it, of course.
He had incited, manipulated, and destroyed people's lives like it was some useless gum stuck under the heel of his shoes, people may hate him for it. But this is the only way to somehow lessen the guilt that has been eating him alive without any ounce of rest.
And when you came into his life, like that pesky teacher of his who tried so hard to worm her way into his hateful cycle of deceit, manipulation, kill, and everything repeats. He thought, how long will this fragile happiness last when his father who has no qualms about killing people for the life that he wants for his son (did he ever once treat him as a son?) Will it last?
And he dreads the time that he knows will come sooner or later. After you have ignored him and even didn't look at him like he was scum that didn't need any of your warmth and rays of affection, like a starving man he goes after you. "Hey! What's wrong with you?" And with a cold glare sent in his way, him faltering.
And he chokes on his tears as his thoughts rise, have he forgotten? He is a Phi too, he shares the same blood with that despicable father of his, how funny that he thinks that it was his father who has always stomped on his happiness when he was the one who has always done it with his own two hands. Ah, I am his son, he thought.
"Are you leaving me? If you are, don't say anything to Hansol. You know that she's going to throw a tantrum because of it. Little kids like her shouldn't know about this kind of stuff yet."
Minwhan Ma:
Minwhan Ma likes it, oooh, is this like one of those tricks of yours? If so, he'll gladly play this charade of yours, he's Minwhan Ma and he's good at playing.
If you don't answer his calls, he won't reply to you either, he takes it up a notch and announces to the whole fucking school to ignore you, if anyone tries to talk to you they're immediately reduced to being low in the rankings of the school. No one gets in the way of his playtime with you.
A week passed and he's barreling down his way to your classroom, he opened the doors with gusto, his voice high pitch as he shouts your name to the entire class, the teacher doing nothing but staying quiet and timid and made his way out of the class, wanting nothing but staying out of what shit is going to transpire.
Minwhan made his way to you, his signature grin plastered on his face, "[y/n]! I'm tired of this charade! Let's eat together, I made my chef make your favorites!" His fingers now gently clasping your wrist.
His smile now slips out of his face as he watches you unclasp his hand away from your wrist, your eyes looking aloof as ever without any emotion and you walk past him, not even once turning back to look at him nor checking to see his reaction. You just walk straight past never turning back, like he was some obstacle that you can finally get rid of.
He still, his breath catching in his throat. And he finally realizes that this wasn't some drill or a game that the both of you can enjoy, this game is cruel, one will leave with a free heart while the other one will be stuck in the past wallowing in sadness at the time spent together, and Minwhan Ma doesn't like that. He has enough of this sick charades whether be it playing family with a fool or working his ass off playing fighting instead of just shooting them with a single fucking bullet and the problem's done! This problem wasn't one of them.
He looks at the students who were eerily quiet as they waited for Minwhan to explode like a volcano, they shivered as they heard Minwhan finally lift his head, his eyes now looking insane fitting of a man whose the right-hand man of a tyrant, "now who the fuck is getting between me and [y/n] hmm?" A gun was now held in his hands as the classroom that was quiet now erupted into screams. Just wait for him, he'll find out the reason why you're ignoring him.
"Why are you ignoring me? Was I that replaceable to you? Was I that unworthy of your time? Haha, I see. I'm not like a genius like Hanwool Phi and that fucking glasses guy, is that why you're ignoring me right now?" A toy gun was now pointed at your head.
"I hate this, speak right now if you don't want me to do something drastic."
Hellooo, can you write Hanwoolxy/n with enemies to lovers trope? thanks!!
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[ Hanwool Phi x Gn! Reader ] - Enemies to lovers.
Being an accomplished person inside a den of greedy and powerful men or women vying to get just an inch of the fame and power that you have accumulated in your time inside of Yeon Baek's foundation was difficult. The line of people easily exceeds over a hundred, but you've never thought that the esteemed young master of Yeon Baek foundation will be one of them.
"You're disgusting." Another insult was hurled at you, the man sitting before you was none other than the young master of Yeon Baek foundation, Hanwool Phi. You've never thought of him as someone who will vie for your position when it's him who's in a higher position than yours.
All you did was to help Yeon Baek grow up to this day and it will never exceed the birthright of an only child of the infamous Yeon Baek Phi. "Yes, I know. Young master." The easiest way to get out of an argument was to just agree to everything, you didn't have the time to butt heads with the son of the man you work for.
The click of his tongue was heard throughout the cafe that his father oh so gloriously rented for reasons that he can disclose, though he did tell you to get comfortable with his son. But you really can't do that with the said son glaring daggers right at you. Well, handling him can't be that hard.
"Young master-" You were cut off very rudely by the man and you've always thought of yourself as someone above the ordinary but Hanwool Phi was getting on your nerves, you grit your teeth in annoyance and continued listening to whatever insult he will hurl at you.
"I can't believe that you're the esteemed demon everyone calls, you look mild. I bet you can't even hurt shit, I wonder what my father sees in you. He must have felt pity for your parents' deaths. Though traitors don't deserve pity, don't you think so? [y/n]." Fuck, this was getting on your nerves, no it was already inside of you. The anger, sadness, and emptiness that you have experienced from the death of your parents, and this man dared to curse them when they have already died and are repenting for their sins.
They might be traitors of the Yeon Baek foundation but you won't stand still if they're insulted, any insults against you are tolerated but insults to them were not allowed in your presence. And before your mind understands everything, your body is already moving as you try to grab the man in front of you and throw him off a cliff that no one will ever find.
"You two are getting along well." Your hand that was tightly clutching onto Hanwool's collar went stiff as the voice of Yeon Baek Phi echoed throughout the establishment, and your eyes met with the man who caused your ire. His smug expression and the knowing look in his eyes pissed you off, and you immediately knew. You fell right into his trap.
Hanwool Phi was waiting for you to slip right in front of his notorious bastard father, and slip you did. The hold on his collar and the small knife pointed at his neck were clear indicators of treason. You can't help but let out a small curse, "shit." Hearing that Hanwool smiled and tapped your hand that was still holding his collar. "Let go, if you don't want me to cut off that hand of yours."
You immediately let go and turned to face your boss with a stoic expression on your face, "I'm sorry." You can hear Hanwool snickering in the background causing you to grit your teeth and your hands tightening so much that it leaves half-crescent moons on your palms.
A sigh was heard and Yeon Baek continued to speak, "I've heard what Hanwool said, your ire is sure to be guaranteed. But I don't want anyone to lay a hand on my son again, do you understand?"
"Yes sir." You bowed your head again, "good, I'm only letting you off because we wouldn't have come this far without your help." In the corner of your eye, you saw Hanwool smiling and waving at your form.
"I've come here today to tell you about Hanwool's enrollment in Yusong High." You glance at Hanwool discreetly before turning your attention back to your boss, "and I've decided to send [y/n] with you Hanwool."
Hanwool flinched and tried to open his mouth in protest but the cold look on his father's face left him stiff on his seat. "Yes, father." Never in your life for the first time you have wanted to die right on the spot.
***
A year has passed and you have watched Hanwool build up his empire of school bullies in Yusong High, you have seen almost every side of Hanwool Phi more than anyone. Because you have been by his side without ever leaving, you didn't expect to at some point find the man's company comfortable.
He had wormed his way inside of your walls and had your heart in a tight grip, but this was the first time you have ever seen him look this peaceful. Hanwool was standing on the rooftop and his hand was holding the ledge gently, all sorts of colors of the sun setting down the horizon bathing him in all its glory making him look more handsome at this moment.
You watch on quietly before finally deciding to open your mouth, "are you sure about this?" He turned his head to look over at you and he shrugged and motioned for you to get closer and you followed. You stared at him right in the eyes before turning it back to watch the sunset.
"What do you mean by that?" You were sure that he knew what you were thinking about but you sighed and reiterated your words from before.
"The teacher." You said, Hanwool turned to look at you before flicking your forehead and letting out a clicking sound, "I'm sure, if she goes even further, my father will do something." You sighed and turned to face him.
"I meant you, will you be okay?" And Hanwool stills, his face was passive and his eyes cold but you can see the hesitation and loneliness hidden beneath his eyes, "I'm sure."
And you wish that the man won't break when his decision will come and hit him where it most hurts.
***
A month was how long it took for Junghwa Oh to fall, and as she falls so does Hanwool. His face was ridden with tears as it fell and fell uncontrollably, his hands that were tightly holding on to your clothes as if it was his lifeline subtly hurt the skin underneath the cloth but you stayed quiet.
"Was it me? It was my fault, wasn't it? Fuck, I should have been more aggressive in pushing her away. itsmyfaultitsmyfaultitsmyfault-" You held the man's face in your hands and you stared right into his eyes, concern was seen in your [e/c] orbs and it made Hanwool feel warm and comforted in this situation.
"Calm down," Your voice was soothing and Hanwool felt like all his doubts and guilt were washed away down to the deepest parts of the ocean in which he won't bother about the complicated feelings he had inside of himself.
"How can I-" You held his face tighter and pulled him closer than before, "you can." The firm tone was all the thing that Hanwool needed, his head drop and your hand was the one keeping his head in place. He nuzzled his head to your cold palms and he let out a shivering sigh.
His fingers loosened their hold on your shirt but never let go, "I'm disgusting aren't I?" You have heard thousands of insults from the man before you but this was the first time that he has used an insult for himself, the you're was replaced by I.
"You are." He laughs before hitting your shoulder weakly, "you fucker, can't you even comfort me properly?" He sighs and puts his head on your chest and he lets out a small smile which you can feel through your clothing, "you won't leave me right?" And your breath hitched before stiffly nodding your head.
"You're such a liar, be grateful that I like you, or else I would have killed you for lying to me."
"I'm not lying." You muttered firmly.
"You aren't?" Hanwool glances up at you with eyes that look cold and emotionless, "Yeah." And he nodded his head satisfactorily. A smile that finally reached his eyes was seen on his face.
"Yeah, that's right. You better not leave."
You were now stuck as the lover of your enemy's son but you didn't find anything wrong with it, after all, the man does hate his father too. Won't it be romantic to kill his father together? You were sure that Hanwool would like it. Hanwool likes it when you do everything together, after all. Be it eating or staining your hands in blood, everything done together was something Hanwool would never replace.
Hello, since you’re requests are open, I was wondering if I could request Gamin Yoon, Geonyeob Park, and Hanwool Phi (separately) reacting time their s/o asking them, “what would you do if I disappeared?” Hope this makes sense!
Thank you for your request!
[ Gamin Yoon, Geonyeob Park, Hanwool Phi x Gn! Reader ] - "What would you do if I disappeared?"
I.
It was dark that day, and the both of you were seated beside each other as you both looked and peered at the endless beautiful night sky. The emotions that were burdening you for a while now finally were let out of their confinement in your chained and locked up heart, you look on over to your side to see them dozing off under the night sky.
His figure hunched over the green meadow, with the night sky as its blanket, you furrowed your brows and continued staring, "What? Is something on my face?" You fondly shake your head as you turned away from his burning gaze and your eyesight fell onto the sky again.
"Nothing, I just wanna ask you something." He hums in a contemplative manner, "What is it?"
"What would you do if I disappeared?"
Gamin Yoon:
The man stared at you with wide eyes and pulled you close towards him, his eyes that were crystally covered with his glasses were now boring. It gaze into your very being, it makes you nervous, "What?" He asks you as if unsure of what he heard, he was making sure if he heard you right.
"I said, what would you do if I disappeared?" Confirming that was your question, he looks at you seriously without breaking eye contact, "I won't do anything." Your eyes slightly widened from his answer, you were quite hurt by that.
"Wow, thanks." You rolled your eyes as you tried to push Gamin's figure but prove to be difficult with how strong he is, "because you won't be leaving my side," you stop pushing him and stared at him with doubt-filled eyes, "really?" He nodded his head, his forehead was now on yours as he close his eyes in a comforting manner, "Yes." You know Gamin Yoon by heart now with how long you spent with each other.
And you know that you should take Gamin's words by heart.
Geonyeob Park:
Looks at you as if his trauma was coming back to life, you have to assure him that you won't leave, he held your hands tightly with no intention of letting go, "Is it by your own will or others?" You cock your head to the side with his question, a hum left your lips as you look at his light gray eyes filled with contempt for the world and nervousness that the faithful night that loses his entire being will happen again.
"Hmm, I don't know, haven't thought of that yet." He looks at you dumbfoundedly as he sighs, his thumb was now lightly stroking the inner of your palm with a gentle touch, and his eyes sparkled with unshed tears, he hates feeling vulnerable like this, but if it's you then he doesn't mind, "Then what if it's by my own will?"
He hums, "Then I just need to lock you up," you laugh happily, your head rolling to the back before meeting his gaze again, seeing him all serious makes you swallow your saliva down your esophagus, "Wait really?" He nodded before pulling you closer to him, you can feel every scar and wound on his body as he hugs you closer and deeper.
"That's not healthy you know, then what if it's by others," You shivered as you felt his smile on your shoulder, "Then I just need to kill them."
Hanwool Phi:
Will grab you and shake you, "What? What did you say just now? Did my father threaten you? That fucking-" You choke on your spit as your entire vision shook and dallied around, your eyes were shaking due to the dizziness creeping up to your head, you hold his wrist that was intent on shaking you to your core.
"Calm down, I'm about to die due to you shaking me so much," he stopped immediately at the word die, he took a bottle of water and handed it over to you, "Okay, now what do you mean by that." He raised his eyebrows at you questioningly as you continued sipping the water he handed over.
"I was just hypothetically speaking," he hums, "Do you think you can get away from me?" You rolled your eyes at his condescending tone, before pointing at the flier that was on his car, the study group it read. "Yeah, if I seek Gamin Yoon's help that is."
You flinch at his warning gaze that was boring into you, you let out a nervous laugh as you cough into your fist, "just kidding, you know I like to play around." He rolled his eyes at your lame excuse, "Uh-uh, does playing around involve asking a question that can potentially foreshadow your death?"
um hello, can i make a request about hanwool with childish, clingy and petite reader? the reader is actually matured by she does that to hanwool as a sign of love.
Thank you for your request!
[ Hanwool Phi x Fem! Reader ] - Childish, clingy, and petite reader but mature.
Being with Hanwool Phi was one of the best and worst decisions that you had ever made in your life, your relationship was full of ups and downs but that never discouraged you from loving the man as deep as the ocean and as boundless as the sky. Hanwool was thankful and loved you as much as you love him or maybe more than you know.
Love is a word that can't describe the whole feelings that Hanwool harbors for you, at times he's so lovesick even Minwhan's done with his bullshit but at times like the one that is happening right now? Hanwool had to control his anger on not bashing your head on the wall right at this very moment.
The vein marks that are showing on his forehead and neck were a clear indicator of his feelings of irritation, anger, loathe whatever word that had the same meaning as 'hate.' Well, that wasn't stopping you from teasing the man, even though your death seems quite guaranteed by the look in his eyes.
Another giggle was ripped out of you as you childishly blink your eyes innocently and your petite body that cling on to his arm was deathly tight that it make Hanwool wonder what the fuck have you been doing in your free time to have this monstrous grip strength.
"Let go." Hanwool voiced out, you look up at him with big eyes that scream 'what do you mean?' Hanwool sighs. "I can't fathom how you're one of the biggest factors of the YB foundation being this successful." Another laugh escaped you.
"Really? But you know, Wool-ah. I'm not one of the factors, I'm the only factor. Hmm? You understand?" If Hanwool hadn't known better he would have thought that you were just joking, but your achievements inside of YB were a slap to the face. You stared at Hanwool with gleeful eyes before tilting your head.
"But I haven't seen you this interested since Junghwa Oh-" Your sentence was cut short as Hanwool looked at you with cold eyes that were usually reserved only for outsiders, looks like you have crossed a line with your teasing. But the mischievous smile never left your lips.
"Did I cross a line?" You smiled and the hold you had on his arm tightened and you nuzzled your head over at the crook of the man's neck, you can hear his pulse rising and the bated breath that soundlessly escaped his mouth. "If you know then why ask?" He retorted sarcastically.
You look up at him with a pout before pushing him down the couch of his room, you are now on top of him with both of your hands on either side of his head fully encashing him in like a spider's web. Your [h/c] tresses softly and gently fell on his face.
He stares up at your beautiful face that seems to get more highlighted due to your [h/c] locks, his heartbeat rising quickly with every second wasted. Knowing the effect you have on him you smiled, "why so nervous? It's not like I'm going to eat you, Wool-ah."
Hanwool stared right into your dilated pupils before turning his head to the side with a scoff, "Why are you so childish?" A giggle was heard from above him, you looked at the flustered man before you and your right hand that was on the side of his head was now on his warm cheek, slowly and gently stroking it.
"You know this is how I show my affection for you, Wool-ah." Hanwool let out an indiscernible noise as he nuzzled his face closer to your cold palm. "You're like a cat." Hanwool stares.
"Do you have to tease me at a time like this?" You nodded your head innocently.
An annoying noise left Hanwool, "tsk, I don't know how the people here nicknamed you a devil." You laugh at his words.
"Don't you feel special with it? You have the devil princess here showing you affection." Hanwool tilted his head and sneered at your words. "By affection, you meant teasing, clinging, and dragging me around to play with you?" You nodded your head with satisfaction.
"Ding, ding! You know me so well. This is why you're my favorite out of all the fools in here." Hanwool sighs and pulls you closer to him with a serious expression on his face, "yeah, yeah. I better be your only favorite." A knowing look shone on your face.
"Are you jealous?" You giggled as you poke his side with a teasing smile, "shut up." Hanwool pulled you much closer than before and placed his lips on yours. Your eyes widened before turning to normal.
Hanwool can feel the smile on your lips as you immerse yourself with this intoxicating feeling, your hands were now on both of his cheeks and you gently bit on his bottom lip to deepen the kiss.
Hanwool pulled away with a pant before glaring at you, "you really can't stop yourself, do you?"
"Well, if you want to kiss we should do it properly."
Hanwool wonders how the fuck did he get so lucky and unlucky at the same time.
okay okay this time I have funny dialogue(?) it's like reader saying they love ..... but saying wrong name and they're like bruh you must be drunk that's not my name (it can be reader actually drunk or just saying wrong name accidentally) for study group minhwan, hanwool and geonyeob pls(you can add characters!) please be fluff/good endings pls not too serious lol, thank you!! and love your work xx
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[ Minwhan Ma, Hanwool Phi, Geonyeob Park x Gn! Reader ] - Saying someone else's name while drunk.
Maybe drinking wasn't the best thing to do when you have just finished reading the novel you've been dying hard over, tears fell from your eyes, and your boyfriend watches on with a neutral expression on his face. The bottle of soju that was on the table was now in your hand as you took another swig of the bottle.
A sigh was heard from the man beside you before taking the bottle away from your hand and putting it far, far, away from your reach. Seeing the bottle of soju getting farther and farther away, a whine left your lips. "What are you even sad about?" He asks.
"It's just, you know the feeling when you're too attached to a novel and now you're crying your insides out because it just ended? LIKE." Another sob escapes you and your boyfriend watch on with a dumb look on his handsome features. "Sober up." He handed you a glass of water.
You peered over the glass of water, the crystal liquid reflects the light of the moon that was peering over the window. Another sob escapes you as it reminds you of your favorite character from the novel that you have just finished reading. "Huhuhu, Moondae-ah. I love you… Moondae-ah."
If it weren't for the alcohol flooding your veins and brain controls you would have noticed how the room's temperature lowered down and how your boyfriend seems too willing to kill someone right now.
Minwhan Ma:
Man's shock, who is this Moondae-ah? Hmm? Care to tell him? He's so shocked that he stared at your drunken mess of a figure for a minute before taking away the glass of water that he obediently and worriedly handed over to you.
How dare you drink the water that he oh so lovingly gave you when you're just going to spout nonsense? Especially a man's name. He'll smile at you so intimidatingly from the side and because of the alcohol blocking your brain censors you thought that it was his usual lovesick smile. Not.
"Care to tell me who this person is?" He stares at you menacingly before getting his phone out of his pocket and taking a picture of you, even though this situation was shitty and all, with the prospect that you MIGHT have been cheating on him. You still look cute and he needs another addition to his [y/n] folders.
He clicks on the voice record button to record this for future purposes (like finding the dude who has the guts to flirt with you when you're taken and for blackmailing purposes if you didn't cheat on him.)
"Why do you ask?" You hiccuped and tried to get to the water that was beside Minwhan with great difficulty, your limbs were heavy and the painful migraine coursing through your head was another one of your problems. Minwhan continued to smile before pulling the cup of water away from your reach causing another whine to leave your lips.
"I'm just interested." And lo and behold, Minwhan watches on as you animatedly talk about this 'Moondae' person with the most gleeful expression he had ever seen on your face, the glass of water forgotten as it cracks from under the force of his grip. The glass shards hurt his palm causing him to bleed.
"What's wrong with you, huh? Moondae this, Moondae that, then when the fuck will it be about me? Are you leaving me now? You? Don't think so. Because I will keep you here beside me, till death do us part."
You'll have to explain to him that the dude was a fictional character and you'll never replace Minwhan even if you wanted to live, that joke of yours gets him laughing but the deadly grip on your waist leaves you gulping.
Hanwool Phi:
Man's trying to calm himself down because what the fuck did you mean about that? Are you replacing him right now? You're cheating and he didn't even figure it out? Was he too blinded by love to not even notice even a little thing about it? Sure, he had his fair share of girls but he all dropped them in an instant when he found his relationship with you.
To think that you can't even commit yourself to a relationship with him has him feeling all iffy and disgusted all over, Hanwool's already calling his personnel to find information about this person. He still has hope that this person might have been a relative of yours and not the boyfriend you have been cheating him off.
He breathes in and out before shoving the contents of the glass of water down your throat, though he still tries to be gentle with him, wiping off the excess liquid that escapes the confines of your mouth or making sure to not drown or make you choke. Even though there's a possibility that you may be cheating, he still loves you and will still care for you with all of his darkened and rotten heart.
And as soon as his phone's notification was heard he whipped it out so fast to read the message that his personnel had given him and only to find nothing. No existing records were found. He raised a brow before peeking at your figure that was slumped on the wooden table.
If his personnel can't find anything, he's taking it into his own hands. He searched every social media outlet just to find out that this 'Moondae' person you were talking about was a fictional character. He peered up at you as he saw you trying hard to cover up your laughter.
"Ahem, you know that out of the thirty guys in line you're the one I love the most, Hanwool."
"Are you joking or are you saying you have thirty guys in mind?" The glare on his face shuts you up and encourages you to pull the man close and kiss him on the lips, lest you want to get out of the house safe and sound.
Geonyeob Park:
He looks at you as if you plucked the stars out of the sky and gave them to him personally, this man has put up with you for years. And he knows that you aren't that type of person right? Right?
He double-checked his notes about you inside of his head before nodding to himself and coming to a hypothesis that this person that you muttered about that you 'love' him was a fictional character in the novel that you have been reading.
Now, since he has come to a hypothesis. He's browsing through his mind on what novel it was, "was it Lookism? No, if it was that they would have been raving on and on about DG, Wmmap? If it is then they should be talking about Athanasia non-stop." He knows all of the novels that you have read with how many times you have sat him down and talked about them for hours.
Safe to say that he has a mental note about all of the novels that you have read and your favorite characters, and since he hasn't heard of that name before, he had concluded that this person was from a new novel that you have just read.
This person might have just been a fictional character but hearing you say you love him? Now, that's a big no, no. He sighs fondly and shakes his head to get rid of thoughts that dared bother him before putting his palms on each of your cheeks and pulling you closer towards him.
"Hey now, I thought I was the only one you love?" He asks you gently, though his tone may seem affectionate and loving, he was asking for reassurance. You only love me right? Was what you heard from his question.
You tilted your head to the side before giggling and pushing your hands in front of his face, your left hand was far above your right hand. "My left hand is you and he's the right hand, see? He's very low." Geonyeob shakes his head fondly.
"But I want to be the only one." You look at your right hand thoughtfully before showing an act of throwing your right hand away, "see, gone! Poof! Geonyeob's the only one left." A laugh escapes from Geonyeob's lips before pulling you closer to kiss you.
Hanwool Phi x Gn! Reader - [ What it's like dating Hanwool Phi ]
He's someone who's a tsundere, cold, aloof, and manipulating on the outside and soft and warm on the inside. He's the type to give you gifts while saying bad shit about you, a surprise sound left your lips as an expensive clothing material was thrown straight into your face.
"What the fuck?" A curse involuntarily escaped out of you as you struggled to take hold of the flimsy material, a scoff was heard from Hanwool with his fingers grabbing the clothing you're struggling with to get a hold of and shoving it into your awaiting arms, "wear this, you're ugly."
A fond smile crossed over to your lips and you poke Hanwool on his side, a teasing smile now replacing the fondness. "Can't hurt to be a bit honest, Wool-ah."
"If you don't keep your hands away from me, ugly won't be the only word describing you."
Spoils you but like discreetly, you'll just wake up in the morning and ready yourself for another experience in hell (school) but a small box and inside of it was a lot of cash with new shoes that you've been wanting to buy. "Such a softie." You muttered.
I wholeheartedly believe that this man can cook and bake a little here and there, with their mom leaving them early on at their age and many people trying to target or kill their father, poisoning attempts were normal in the Phi siblings' lives. That's why Hanwool takes it upon himself to cook for him and his sister.
His food is delicious, he gives you your pair of a lunchbox when it is finally lunchtime with the excuse of "here, my chef made this," but it was him that cooked it. You knew all along that it was him but just decided to humor him for once.
