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siren-serenity · 6 months

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SUB! GOO

"You dirty little whore," You grunt and Goo almost cums from hearing your words. He nods, bobbing his head and hollowing his cheeks. "Such a professional cock sucker, hmm?" You tightened your grip on his blond locks, your eyes meeting his teary ones. "You want to swallow or my cum splattered on your face?" Goo urgently pointed to his throat and he sucked on your cock frantically, tongue swirling around the veiny parts. "Fuck!"

characters: kim jonggoo/goo, gn!reader (mentions having a cock but can be interpreted/seen as a strap on) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, takes place during 'hunt for big deal' arc, degradation, swearing, oral (character receiving) a/n: - for some reason, goo gives me masochist vibes haha - feedback is appreciated!

It's midnight in the city of Seoul. Skyscrapers lit up the cloudy skies, illuminating the clouds with their lights and essentially lighting up the world. The streets are silent, lest common folks want to get mixed up with the rumored gang fights or the average delinquent that roams during nights like these.

An intimidating, black Porshe pulls up on a dusty street. Rowdy noises can be heard a few meters away and Gun sighs, combing his hair with his fingers.

"The Workers just don't listen," He mutters bitterly, giving a glance to you and Goo who is busy playing some stupid game on his phone. "Stay here. Y/N, make sure the blond idiot doesn't do something idiotic."

You chuckle, leaning back into the leather seats and crossing your arms behind your head. "Relax, Gun. You can trust me."

He scoffed. Grabbing a black umbrella under his seat, Gun opened it with a smooth flourish before stepping out of the car.

"Trust is not the word I would use," He rolled his eyes. "But yes, I trust you more than him."

With a middle finger from Goo, Gun disappears into the rain and night. It's even more silent now, except for the occasional pings! from Goo's phone. Your eye twitches with every ping! as you tried to get some sleep.

ping! ping! ping! ping-

"For God's sake," You snatched the phone from him before tossing it into the boot of the car. Now, the pings are muffled and nothing could be heard except for your breaths and his. You breathe out in relief, leaning back into the leather seats. "Fucking-finally."

"What the fuck?" Goo spat out, glaring at you under his glasses. He climbed onto your lap, loosely hanging his arms around your neck and he straddles your waist. Goo leaned in. "You made me bored, Y/N."

Suddenly, Goo grinded his ass onto your cock and you almost let out a gasp of surprise. Blood flowed downwards and your cock just grew impossibly harder. You spat out curses, curling your fist inwards until your nails made crescent shaped blood marks on your skin.

Goo laughed. "I'm bored!"

A tight grip around his waist made him pause in his movements.

"This is Gun's car," You hissed out. "Stop."

A lightbulb seemed to flash over his head. Somehow, he managed to push Gun's seat forward so there was more leg space. He knelt in the cramped area and his face almost pressed into your bulge. A devilish smirk blossoms on his face. His hands reach out to nudge the zipper before giving you pleading eyes.

"I want," He whines. Goo rubs his face over your clothed cock and you grip onto the leather seats, biting back a groan, before nodding.

His eyes glint as he almost tears the zipper down and your cock springs out. Goo's eyes widened; you didn't wear undergarments.

"What are you waiting for?" You lean forward, putting your head in your palm and tilting it. Your eyes glint cruelly. "Suck."

No hesitation was seen in his movements as Goo opened his mouth to envelope your cock. The taste of you on his tongue made his eyes roll backward to reveal pearly whites. He whimpered at the aching feeling of his erection, a hand sliding downwards to cup it.

Your rough hands grip onto his blond hair, making him tilt his head back. Little rivers of drool trail down his chin and drip onto his expensive suit but Kim Jonggoo doesn't give two shits. "You want this?" You forced his head down and he lets out a choked sound when your cock triggers his gag reflex. Your cruel smirk makes his little heart jump and you nudge his hard cock with your shoe. "Hump." Not surprisingly, Goo begins with vigor, your cock in his mouth and humping your shoe to ease the pain of his hard-on.

"You dirty little whore," You grunt and Goo almost cums from hearing your words. He nods, bobbing his head and hollowing his cheeks. "Such a professional cock sucker, hmm?"

You tightened your grip on his blond locks, your eyes meeting his teary ones. "You want to swallow or my cum splattered on your face?"

Goo urgently pointed to his throat and he sucked on your cock frantically, tongue swirling around the veiny parts.

"Fuck!"

You arch your back slightly off the leather seats as a wave of heat washed over you. Goo let out a grunt as he swallowed all of your cum before opening his mouth, revealing nothing.

"Tastes so good," He rasps out, swallowing again. His blond hair was mussed up and his glasses was fogged over. Yet, there was a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"You're not done yet," You nudge his erection with the tip of your leather shoes and Goo swallows a whimper. "You want a little help?"

There was no need for audible communication. You lifted him up by the arms and set him on your thigh. Getting the message, Goo slowly moved himself forward and backward in a slow pace before picking up. His calloused hands grip your shoulders and the only words he could say in his haze of lust was your name.

"Fuck!"

His back arched beautifully in the dim lighting of the car as he orgasmed, body shuddering and mouth open to let out a breathy moan.

Your pants were wet as Goo slumped forward, hair lolling and thumping on your shoulder. His open lips pressed on your button-up shirt and you ran a hand through his sweaty hair.

"Bored now?" You teased.

Goo gave you a middle finger and you laughed at his face, cheeks burning and his perfect image ruined.

...

"DID YOU GUYS FUCK IN MY CAR?!"

#lookism #lookism x reader #sub lookism #dom reader #sub goo #sub kim jonggoo #kim jonggoo #goo kim

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year

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Goo Kim with Unhinged F!Reader

Less unhinged, more dissatisfied. (Gun Park | Goo Kim | Samuel Seo | James Lee/DG)

Goo threw all his power behind the next swing at you. You caught the sword easily with one hand.

'Fuck, I'm fucked.'

You peer at him and frown, "Baby baby~," you coo, "that could have really hurt. Please try harder next time."

You blow him a kiss and your lips transform into a demented smile. He stands there unmoving, shocked and staring. You are a monster, a beast, a creature from his nightmares. There you stood, relatively unharmed, despite the blood flowing from your hand.

"Here," you grin, your eyes flash dangerously as you pull the sword closer towards your heart, "aim here next time."

This idiot desperately tries to leverage your movement, using the momentum to push forward. Nothing budges.

"Not sure you deserve a next time though," you tut at him. Another let down. You spin your leg around and aim for his temple. It connects and Goo goes down like a sack of shit.

You're not a huge fan of weapons, but you couldn't begrudge someone who was. More so if it made the hunt more fun.

Goo's power and fighting prowess exponentially improved when you threw him a sword. Peals of laughter left your throat each time he swung to kill. You had heard about his preferences. This was more like it.

It certainly was. Up until a point. The excitement in your eyes gradually faded to dissatisfaction.

Was this guy just toying with you? Is this all his seriousness gets him? You casually eyed his shattered glasses as he unleashed a flurry of blows at you. Was he almost blind? Did you severely handicap him when you broke his glasses in two?

Or was this just all he had to offer. Yet again, another disappointment. Sigh.

Goo awakes to you sitting on his chest, fiddling with your pen and scrap of paper. Blood continues to drip from your hand, but you appear unconcerned.

Despite his broken ribs, he minimizes any movement, wills himself to remain calm, and trying not to disturb you as he looks for the sword and calculates his next move.

"Oh, you're awake," you nudge the fallen weapon within reaching distance for him, "it's here if that's what you're looking for,"

Goo doesn't dare breathe, doesn't dare move.

You tuck your pen and paper back into your pocket and look at the frozen man. All you could see is fear reflected back at you, now that really did make you smile.

"We could have been something," you murmur. You lean forward and stroke his cheek, marking him with your blood. His breath hitches as your hand trails further down and lands at his throat. You claw your nails along his windpipe before letting out a cackle.

At least toying with this guy is pretty fun.

Finally, you stand up and leave. All Goo could do is watch your retreating back.

#lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookism hc #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #kim joongoo #goo kim #goo kim x reader #kim jonggoo #lookism fic #lookism fanfic #wannaeatramyeon #lookism unhinged series #lookism oc

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soyxx · 7 months

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missing the silly gungoo moments 😞

#lookism #gun park #park jonggun #goo kim #jonggoo kim #googun #gungoo #my dads #i am a child of divorce

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eviyum · 2 years

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Goo: Can I bother you for a second?

Gun: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

#i'll never be tired of making gungoo incorrect quotes #incorrect lookism #lookism incorrect quotes #webtoon lookism #jonggun park #kim jonggoo #goo kim #gun park #lookism #source:tumblr #evi's incorrect quotes junk

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yourlovermumu · 10 months

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''open your mouth, baby.''

''...huh'' you blink dumbfoundedly as you stare at the man hovering above you. his messy hair pushed back with a few strands falling over his face.

''i said..'' he grabs your cheeks with only one hand as he brings his face closer to you. his eyes looking into yours and holding eye contact.

''open your mouth for me, pretty.''

you hesitantly obey. slowly opening your mouth for him while unaware of what he intended to do.

he grins as you slowly began to open your mouth, flashing his pearl white teeth with a menacing look in his eyes.

''thats it, good girl...open a little wider..''

you do as he says. opening your mouth wider as you stare at him cluelessly. but your eyes soon widen when a warm liquid suddenly hits your tongue. you blink twice or so, trying to process what that was before realization finally hits. he just spat in your mouth.

''shallow.''

he says as he wipes his bottom lip with his thumb, a little spit having remained on his bottom lip after he spat inside your mouth.

again, you obey. shallowing down his spit. letting it go down your throat as your eyes never leave his.

he groans at the sight.

''god...so fucking obedient. such a pretty little slut for me, arent you?''

he chuckles as he brings a hand up to push back all the stray strands of hair that fall over his face but some of them refuse to get pushed back and come bouncing back.

''your...making me hard again.'' he sighs as he brings a hand down to his length and strokes it.

''you can go again right? oh fuck- you have no idea how pretty you look right now all fucked out...''

all you can do is stare at him as you still pant slightly from him fucking you previously. looking into his eyes with your fucked out ones.

your eyes travel down from his eyes to his hands, that suddenly grabbed your thighs. you let out an small gasp when he pushes your legs back into your chest. he slowly positions his rock hard cock against your pussy as he licks his lips. you moan when he rubs his tip onto your entrance teasingly, he does it checking to see how you would respond. would you push him away? crying that its too much for you to go again without a proper break or would you moan beautifully for him and let him do as he pleases?

turns out it was the latter because you do moan when he rubs his tip against your pussy. it makes him grin because he knows you want this too. want him to fuck you into a fucking mess.

''ah, look baby..your twitching down here.. do you want me that badly? gonna let me fuck you till you get pregnant with my babies, arent you? heh..my baby is so naughty..''

gojo, toji, samuel seo, mammon, tsukishima kei, oikawa, jonggoo, ace,

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friedchickenlover01 · 2 years

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Fluff Drabbles: Lookism

No warnings

Authors note - none

He will always keep you away from the road side when you guys both walk on the street together. Whether consciously or not.

He will also hold your heels or give you his jacket when you get cold. <3

- Jace Park, Jonggun Park, Jonggoo Kim, Daniel Park, Vasco, and literally all of Burn Knuckles, DG / James Lee, Samuel Seo, Eugene, Zack Lee, Jay Hong, Eli Jang.

#friedchickenlover01 #duck…#nandoslover028 #godduckcult #x reader #lookism x reader #lookism #daniel park #daniel lookism #gun lookism #lookism jonggun #park jonggun #james lee #lookism james lee #vasco lookism

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hostelsbigbro · 3 years

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Daniel: I am feeling a little nauseous

Goo: Damnit Gun! You made him pregnant!

Y/n: Daniel is a whole virgin, what are you talking about?

Gun: Yeah, that’s the only reason he can’t get pregnant

#lookism #외모지상주의 #y/n #daniel #hyunsuk #gun #jonggun #goo #jonggoo

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butteredshrimpnsweets · 3 years

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When your boyfriend and your boss wants to wear matching clothes at the same day <3

reference used

#lookism #lookism fanart #samuel seo #seo seongun #jake kim #kim gimyung #kim gimyeong #goo kim #kim jongoo #kim jonggoo #lookism goo #jakemuel

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akiyamanemu01 · 2 years

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Lookism icons

Like or reblog

#edit #icon #aesthetic #aestheitcs #mangá #manga edit #lookism #lookism goo #jonggoo #park hyungsuk #eli jang #Jang hyun #park daniel

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jsscsmjo · 3 years

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Just like TT ~ But Yoon-ssaem is not quite interested

#Kim Jonggoo #Moon Sungil #Kim Hieora #Ko Hunjeong #Kmusical #Fan Letter 2015/2016

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k-dokja · 3 years

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I honestly you’d write something for jonggoo, I love how you portray him so much. Thanks for sharing you writing

This came in after requests were closed but I had Joongoo in the draft so here you go 😭

You knew you won't get to return to a life of normalcy after your employment by one of the geniuses.

However, you didn't hope to have to work with neither Jonggun nor Joongoo. It looked like unsteady ground to tread on, reserved for people far too accommodated with instability.

Then again, when your own employer worked with both of them, you couldn't rely on your luck to avoid them both forever.

If you were to bound to work with either of them, maybe Jonggun would have been better. Even if you knew he'd treat you no more than a puppet in the grand scheme, you didn't have to deal with higher expectations.

Joongoo, however, you could never get a read on Joongoo.

He was friendly from the get-go, but in the patronizing manner of someone with strength elevated above the common people. Jonggun never hid that he didn't care for you, but Joongoo pretended you were his friend.

That was even worse. He was too charming and flippant, you never had the feeling he hid anything from you, even when his ulterior motive was written on his face.

It was unsettling when he smiled, always too wide and too bright, always genuine in his mockery of the world. It was too poetic to call him a hurricane, but one couldn't find a better word for him. Untouchable and destructive.

He didn't only wreck everything in his path, he also kept you watching with every step of his moves. You'd have been mesmerized if you didn't have to worry about the approaching disaster coming your way.

“You always watch me with those eyes, buttercup,” Joongoo sneered, “it’s embarrassing.”

“What eyes?” You blinked, confused. If he didn't point it out, you wouldn't even notice you were looking at him.

If he didn't bring it up, you wouldn't have noticed what you did until something happened. Well, something did.

“Those eyes, scrutinizing, analyzing, picking, and prying,” each of the words he spouted out was spoken with delighted disdain, “are you here to spy on me?”

“I...”

In front of your hesitation, he stalked towards you, each step belonged to a man slighted, filled with callous incrimination. He was lightheaded in his mannerism, but something about it raised all the alarms and sounded the sirens.

With your distance shortened, his list of questions grew. “Is that what you planned? To see if I had any weakness to exploit? Do you think I'd be an easier prey compared to Jonggun?”

Until eventually, there was no distance left between the two of you. Only when he trapped you at the wall did you realize you had been backing away this entire time, unknowingly playing into his ploy.

“You...”

When you stared up at him, his smile was one which should've alerted you of the danger you were in, but you couldn't help but stare, mouth gaped by the changing flow of the conversation. “You’re lucky I don't like hitting pretty faces, but let me warn you if you dared to cross the line again, I will—”

You couldn't take it anymore. “Fuck, you're cute,” you whispered breathlessly.

With the closeness between the two of you, there was no way you'd waste the opportunity for something you had wanted to do the moment you met him. You reached up, cupping his face. It was a blessing that he remained too confused by you to do anything about it because it gave you the chance to do what you wanted.

Apparently, that entire statement got Joongoo stopped in his interrogation entirely, too surprised by your brazen confession to react.

“...what.” Joongoo said dumbly.

“I always wondered how it would feel to pinch your cheeks,” you squealed when you began to pull at his cheeks, marvelling at how adorable he was, “you're so cute... ”

This cleared up his confusion no further, in fact, Joongoo was even more dumbfounded by the whole ordeal. “I'm... cute?”

“Super!” You chimed happily, cradling his face in your hands again.

It was a weird situation to be in if you looked at his perspective. “Super... cute?”

“Yup!” You once again echoed your earlier sentiment, prodding at his cheeks with your index finger.

The whole situation was too bizarre for word, maybe they weren't necessary, but Joongoo couldn't help but show his exasperation. “You have a few screws loose, you know,” he captured your hands in his own, stopping your assault on his face, “I can’t believe of all things, you have a crush on me.”

“Shut up, shrink escapist,” you pulled your hands from his hold without a struggle, and once again, held his face with such gentleness that took Joongoo by surprise, “gosh, you're so cute.”

Well, this took a turn.

When Joongoo returned to their office with a skip in his step and a tune whistled past his lips, Jonggun expected only good things. “I assumed your work went smoothly,” he acknowledged Joongoo without looking up from the newspaper he was reading.

“Fantastic, even,” Joongoo grinned, “she called me cute.”

That got a reaction. “...What?”

Joongoo shrugged his blazer down, throwing it unceremoniously at the office's couch. “Like, fifteen times before we got any work done,” he plopped down on the sofa cushion, “though I don't think she even likes me.”

“In a patronizing way or...” Jonggun lifted an eyebrow, not catching up to the conversation.

“I think she meant it,” Joongoo sighed happily, “it was the best thing that happened to me this week.”

“...So are you saying we don't have to worry about her loyalty?”

“Forget about loyalty, I'm going to ask her out.”

#kim joongoo #kim joongoo x reader #goo lookism #lookism #lookism x reader #fics

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peachrings-and-bluebells · 7 years

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What Are You To Me? || Part 3

Hoseok // Soulmate AU

Part 1 ... Part 2

Word Count: 2,340

Warning(s): Mild language (Cursing)

Hoseok’s POV

As the days and weeks went by, Hoseok found himself thinking of his Enemy constantly, much to his confusion. Hate was a strong feeling, just as strong as love, and perhaps that was why Hoseok’s mind continually wandered to the person he supposedly hated. But there was no animosity in his thoughts, only an ever-present discomfort that something was not quite right in the world. It was beginning to show, it seemed, since his friends kept sending him concerned looks every time he thought about his Enemy and her Soulmate; he found himself frowning heavily more often, too.

It wasn’t until one group dinner where Taehyung finally brought his Soulmate, Aera, to be introduced to them that Hoseok realized what it could all possibly mean.

“And Hoseok hyung has been weirdly grumpy for weeks now! It doesn’t make sense - Enemies don’t make you feel grumpy!” Taehyung cried during his monologue about how his favorite hyung (he loved all his hyungs, of course, but Hoseok was Hoseok) barely ever paid him attention anymore after the Bump and Run.

“He’s right,” Yoongi agreed, “you’ve been down a lot more recently. What’s been eating you, Seokseok?”

Hoseok would usually fake gag at the endearment, but tonight he just heaved a great sigh and slumped down in his seat. “I don’t even know! I just feel so uncomfortable all the time!” he wailed. Namjoon, never the best at comforting, awkwardly patted Hoseok’s back.

“Uncomfortable?” wondered Jin. “That’s definitely not a normal reaction to meeting your Enemy. And it wouldn’t last so long either unless you see them constantly…”

Yoongi and Namjoon, the only two so far (aside from Hoseok) to have met their Enemies (Enemy, actually, because it was the same person - it was how they became closer, funnily enough) nodded.

“Usually, seeing or thinking about your Enemy causes you to get angry or upset. How much depends on whatever past history you have with them,” said Namjoon.

“You remember what happened that time we had to deal with that asshole Jonggoo?” growled Yoongi. Everyone else except Aera winced; that was not a good week for the group, what with getting Namjoon to stop moping and keeping Yoongi from trying to find stuff for blackmail. And, apparently, Jonggoo’s Enemy tattoo was neither of their names so he really was just a dick who had nothing better to do in his life than infuriate people. Point was, people tried not to think about their Enemies at all if possible.

“But still!” Hoseok insisted. “She said - almost screamed, really - that we were Enemies. And she was with this big buff guy already and he was staring me down like he was her boyfriend which he probably was ‘cause it looked like they had just finished a lunch date so they’re probably Soulmates which has to mean that she and I are really Enemies…”

The table was silent following their friend’s word vomit. No one was sure what to say and decided to let Hoseok cool down a bit. A few deep breaths later, he sat up straight again and calmly asked a wide-eyed Jungkook, “Pass the japchae?”

The rest of the evening was spent getting to know Aera (to whom Hoseok apologized for giving a rather unfortunate first impression) until Taehyung said he was going to escort her home. Hoseok left not long after, but not before Jimin gave him a tight hug.

Over the following week, Hoseok kept thinking about what the others had told him about usual Enemy interactions. He wasn’t feeling angry or upset in any way when he thought about his Enemy, there was a strange niggling half-thought floating around in his mind, and he was thinking about her much, much more than one would usually think about their Enemy.

But why was he uncomfortable thinking about his Enemy? From what he remembered, and from Jin’s account, she hadn’t done anything that Hoseok would find uncomfortable. And now that he thought about it more, he wasn’t feeling the kind of discomfort that came after something like having your personal space invaded or having strangers on the street look at you weirdly because you were being yelled at by your Enemy. No… it was a feeling closer to nausea, or maybe trying to breathe in thin air.

When Hoseok called his sister for her opinion, she asked, “Do you feel that way when you think of her?”

“No…” he answered slowly.

“Then what about if you think about her boyfriend?” she prompted.

Hoseok’s lip curled in disgust when a memory of the man’s vaguely smug face flitted through his mind. When he didn’t answer his sister right away, she made a sound of realization and added, “What if you think of them together?”

“Definitely feeling a bit nauseous, noona,” Hoseok replied as he began to nervously tap his foot. His sister chuckled softly, and just as he was about to complain about her lack of seriousness, she spoke.

“You’re so silly, Hoseok… Don’t you see? She can’t be your Enemy if you don’t hate her, if you don’t feel any sort of negative emotions about her alone. I don’t think you could anyway, you’re too kind for that. No, no, you just don’t like her boyfriend.”

“But I don’t even know that guy!” Hoseok exclaimed. “And he didn’t do anything bad to me, so what reason do I have to dislike him?”

“I think you’re jealous.” Hoseok swore he heard a faint smirk in his sister’s voice. “You have her name, and she has yours. Soulmates or Enemies? It doesn’t seem like she’s your Enemy, so that leaves you with…”

“Soulmate,” breathed Hoseok. His mind whirled with this realization. It was possible - entirely possible - that she had mixed the two up. His heart thumped in his chest as a sudden mix of warm and cold spread throughout his body from opposite sides, starting from his wrists. He looked down to see the only name he had - his Soulmate’s - was taking on hints of color around the edges of the solid black characters. His other, empty wrist, meanwhile, had a strikethrough where a name would have been if he had an Enemy.

“Hoseok, you okay? You’ve gone really quiet,” said his sister; Hoseok had forgotten she was still on the line.

He took a deep breath and replied, “Yeah, I’m fine, noona. I just… My tattoo just - it has colors now…”

He heard a sharp intake of breath from his sister. “You lucky kid. But I should have known. You better tell her soon, or it’s just going to be a big mess - especially since she’s dating someone who isn’t her Soulmate.” Some voices in the background suddenly called for her and she groaned. “Damn, I forgot… Hoseok, I’ve really gotta go right now, but call me tomorrow if you need to, okay? Bye, little bro.”

The siblings hung up and Hoseok stared at his wrist. As much as he wanted to run through the city in hopes of bumping into his Soulmate and showing her his tattoo, he couldn’t. She had seemed to really like the guy, so suddenly appearing to shove his wrist in her face would do nothing more than upset her. No, it was probably best to wait for now and hope that they would meet again and have a calm conversation where he could bring the Soulmate mix-up thing up.

He could wait, Hoseok was sure. Soulmates usually found each other and with his colored tattoo... they were rare, and while unconfirmed, seemed to belong to Soulmates who developed unusually strong bonds.

Hoseok traced the lines of the name on his wrist with his eyes, and whispered to himself, “My Soulmate… I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until the day you realize that I’m yours.”

Your POV

The first few weeks of dating and getting to know each other were fun. There was the spontaneous trip to the beach that day that was abnormally warm for early spring, and the day at the arcade where the two of you competitively butted heads over childhood games. You made Sangin lunch one day (it was a tad too salty for him) and he returned the favor a week later (much too spicy for you, unfortunately), and while that hasn’t happened again for fear of assulted taste buds, you two had a good laugh over it every once in a while.

You and Sangin, busy as you both were, could only spend time together one day a week, two at most. After two months, an agreement was made to try to go out more often, so dinners at each other’s apartments became more common. Those dates were nice, too. And that was all they were, you realized as your relationship approached its fourth month. Sure, there was hours and hours of pleasant conversation and a good amount of cuddling and quite a bit of kissing, but you felt almost... stagnant.

And much like the other times in your life when you had started to feel like you were trapped in a standstill, you withdrew in an attempt to figure out how and why such a thing happened. Sangin’s concern, while appreciated at first, soon began to grate on your nerves when he never seemed to understand why you were, in his words, acting like such a recluse when the weather was perfect for going out and having fun together.

To make matters worse, on some of the days when you weren’t feeling down and tense, you would sometimes spot your Enemy while he was out with his friends. Hoseok never approached you and only threw some indecipherable glances your way, but seeing him bothered you enough to make you uneasy. You tried talking to Sangin about it once, but his response didn’t help.

“Why are you so affected by the man? You bumped into each other once and nothing has happened since,” said Sangin offhandedly.

“Well, yeah, but whenever I see him, everything’s just telling me something’s wrong, so of course I’m bothered!” you nearly yelled in return.

Sangin rolled his eyes and scoffed quietly. “Wow, way to be vague - everything is telling you that something is wrong. Are your Spidey senses tingling? Does your Enemy look like he’s about to shoot killer light rays at you?”

Realizing that your boyfriend was not going to be helpful in the least, you shut up about the discomfort you felt whenever Hoseok was in your line of sight. (He sometimes wandered into your thoughts as well, but you were quick to shove him out of your head. No need to stress yourself out even more.) Unfortunately, your attempts at not acknowledging your Enemy were backfiring as the memory of his unhappy and tired expression from about two months ago kept sneaking its way past your mental blocks and, oddly, made you feel guilty.

The first big fight came a week before your six month anniversary.

If you were to be honest, you weren’t surprised it happened - it had been building up for a while now, like constantly increasing pressure in a container with no valves to relieve it. It certainly didn’t help that both of you had a tendency to become irritable quickly when exhausted, and the past week had been hectic to say the least.

“Can you just-? Will you just tell me what’s bothering you so much?” asked Sangin during a dinner at your apartment. “You’ve been quiet and gloomy for months now! And you’ve given me no reason for it at all!”

You pursed your lips a bit before taking a small bite of food. You took your time to chew and swallow the food, trying to give yourself time to come up with a civil answer (and not a rant with a slew of curse words thrown in about how you had given a reason).

“I have told you,” you started. “I mentioned it a few times before it became obvious that you didn’t take me seriously.”

Sangin raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “You mean that completely vague ‘something’s wrong and I’m sure it’s because of my Enemy that I interacted with all of one time’ thing? That’s what’s been bothering you for months now?”

“Yes! Why is that so hard to believe?” you cried, quickly giving up your attempt to stay calm. “For fuck’s sake, we have tattoos from some mystic whatever telling us who our Soulmates and Enemies are, and you can’t believe that I have a feeling that something’s off?”

“How am I supposed to help you then?” Sangin asked incredulously. “Do you want me to come up with every possible idea under the sun until you realize what’s wrong?”

You crossed your arms and fix him with a hard stare. “It’d be more than what you’ve done so far to help me.”

“That’s a ridiculous way to figure things out! We’d get nowhere, and we’d just be wasting a shit-ton of time!” he argued. “Besides, why are you even thinking of your Enemy? I’m your Soulmate, aren’t I?”

“I don’t know - have you been acting like a Soulmate lately? Maybe you’re onto some-”

“You know what? I just - I think I need to be away from you for a while,” Sangin said tiredly, interrupting you. “At least until you calm down and start thinking logically.” He quickly gathered his things and walked out without a single glance back at you, allowing the door to slam closed behind him.

You slumped down in your seat in exhaustion, internally berating yourself for spouting out whatever nonsense came to your head. As you replay the argument in your head, you stared listlessly in front of you and thought people must not like thinking about their initial struggles with Soulmates. That’s probably why no one had ever said anything.

A few minutes later (it felt like an hour to you, but the clock on the wall disagreed), you picked yourself up and started clearing away the remains of your unfinished dinner.

Things would fall into place soon, you were sure of it.

Part 4

#bangtan #jhope #peachbellwrites #bts au #hello readers i have finally returned to finish this darn thing #it's been almost a year since part 2 omg

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