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❕꒱⠀⠀chap. 2 inspired⠀⠀implied possessive behavior
the bell over the door chimed as the three of you walked in, air thick with smoke and dust and quiet murmurs.
ni-ki peeled off first, hands twitching as his gaze never left the pool table, eager to dominate the game, like he’s been preparing his whole life for this. jungwon slid into a poker table without a word - his presence is hard to miss. you stayed by his side, close enough your knees brush against each other.
just to get a drink, something to distract you from the heat seeping in your skin.
that’s when the guy noticed you.
he smiled too wide, his eyes beaming with glee. “you new here or something?” he asked as if he had the permission to be close to you.
you hadn’t even answered yet.
the crack of pool balls echoed across the place as ni-ki stopped mid-shot. his eyes didn’t look angry - just focused. observing.
at the poker table, jungwon calmly placed down his organized cards: ten, joker, queen, king, ace. royal flush, he won. chair scraped the wooden floor as he stood, steps unhurried as he strides behind you, close enough that you can feel his warmth on your back.
ni-ki spoke first, smirking as the 8 ball disappeared in one of the pool’s pockets. he won.
the guy glanced between them, confused.
jungwon caged you between the table, fingers brushing your wrist - possessive, grounding.
his voice was low and steady, “she’s with us.”
ni-ki set his cue stick beside the table, voice almost bored. “yeah. ours.”
no raised voices, no uncomfortable glares.
just confident authority.
the guy muttered something under his breath and left.
jungwon didn’t need to look back at the guy, his hands found your knuckles, brushing against them softly. “you okay? did he do something?”
you shook your head, smiling. “no, i’m okay, thank you won, ki.” you said as you glanced towards both of them.
ni-ki settled on your other side, hand slithering on your waist. “we don’t share.”
you smiled, heart stammering against your chest.
because they don’t need confirmation.
everyone in that room knew that now.
jungwon nudged both of you. “let’s go.”
you three walked out the same way you walked inside.
confident, but not arrogant.
both of them on each of your side, not too close yet you can feel their chests bumping onto your back every now and then.
you’re stood against the fence, looking at jungwon as he tightens the straps of the saddle, sleeves rolled up, his eyes focused and jaw set. across from him, ni-ki crouched like he owned the place - hat tipped back, lazy grin adoring his sharp face, eyes never leaving you.
ni-ki spoke, his boots scraping against the dust, moving close to you. “you ridin’ with me tonight,”
jungwon didn’t even look up, “she already is.”
that got ni-ki’s attention.
his eyes sharp - observing jungwon. “funny. i was talking to our girl.”
the kind that makes the horses snort and the wind a little louder.
jungwon smirked, his eyes calm as ever. his hand settling on your waist like it belonged there. “she rides with me.”
ni-ki reached out, fingers brushing yours. “and she comes home with - no, to me this time.”
they weren't looking at each other anymore.
their eyes adorned towards yours.
it felt as if this was the most natural thing in the world.
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