#kang Dagyeom x reader

[jamesleecult]

James lee x gn!reader : In case you come back one day.

The reader rants about their past relationships experience on a song comment section they recently listened to.

note: James kinda ooc(?), attempted to angst. I was planning to make it like the reader view, like their feelings then what happened(flashback or smthg idk) but I’m lazy. Not proof read, I’m bad. Reader kinda still hung up, if you squint enough I’m kinda listening to a sad song rn. Bold font for the typing and the italicized for flashback. (Plottwist dg wrote the song and saw the comment lol) with the help of Grammarly.

During the midnight hour, their finger danced across the keyboard, each keystroke echoing in the quiet room. Blending with the faint whirr of the glowing screen with melody’s in the background.

The sounds of the faint tapping on the keys stopped, few moments later - a sound of clicking can be heard as they began to typed again.

I've met it fresh and hot, it was years ago, yet it felt like yesterday. Actually, I've been walking so far that I can start again with someone else, but in my heart I secretly ask a question. Do I really still have a spot left for him?

In their distant and hazy memories, They shared soft whispers and laughter, the gentle breeze carrying their words like secrets through the air. With each stolen glance and faint smiles.

Or always ask myself that do I love the person in front of me equally to that person. Until now.

In the dimly lit ambiance of their favorite spot, he sat across from them- on the side, his demeanor cool and composed, concealing the turmoil within. They sensed a distance growing, a chill settling in the air.

“We need to talk,” he began, his voice steady, devoid of emotion, easily making their pulse quickened, a knot forming in the stomach.

"I met a lot of people, but in the end, no one can replace you." Right into the hook. I realized, I didn't intend to hurt the person infront of me.

“What’s wrong?”

I just want myself to try and start again, but now I understand that.

“This,” the red haired boy, he gestured subtly between them, “isn’t working anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

I did never stop loving or stop missing him at all.

Confusion etched across their face, so many questions left unanswered. He met their gaze, his eyes holding a depth they couldn’t fathom.

“I’m leaving.”

I wanna say something in case, even if I never get the chance to tell him.

“Leaving? Why?” Panic rising within them making their heart skipped a beat.

“I can’t stay,” the tall boy stated firmly, his tone unwavering. “It’s not safe for you.”

They searched his eyes for answers, finding only resolve. “Not safe? What are you talking about?—That’s not true. We love each other. We can work through whatever it is!”

I got so many questions that was never answered, you left with no room for me to ask further more. What’s happening? Did I do something wrong?

As they spoke, he looked away, sighing at their persistence. Unable to meet their gaze. “No, you don’t understand. I’m.. I’m dangerous.”

Their brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance. “What do you mean, dangerous?”

“I can’t explain” he said, his voice barely a whisper in disappointment. “But you need to trust me. You need to let me go.. there are things you don’t know about me. Things that could put you in danger if I stay.”

Their mind raced, trying to make sense of his words. “But I don’t understand. We are together, we love each other- why are you leaving me with just.. short explanations?”

Then you just disappeared for no reason. I couldn’t find you, as if you were gone.

“…farewell.”

And with that he just walked away, coldly stood up- leaving them sitting there, alone with nothing but unanswered questions and a heart heavy with sorrow.

I still have a spot left for you in my feelings, always will be the one for you, In case you come back one day.

After hours of uninterrupted typing, they finally halted, their hands hovering over the keyboard as they took a moment to gather their thoughts. Pressing the final key—

The soft click of the laptop lid echoing in the now silent room.

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[inzsanewrites]

Lookism - PDA

Daniel Park

It’s a bit foreign to him since has no prior experience. So at first he’s very shy with it and even hesitates before he even tries to hold your hand. As your relationship progresses and his confidence grows he is more natural with it but outright telling him things you prefer he not do in public and encouragement of certain acts of affection is highly appreciated.

In most situations, public and private he just likes being close to you or touching in some sort of way. Your touch and presence is always something that’s comforted him greatly. So he won’t have a full in make out session in public but he won’t disagree with it if you do it in the when your in a more private place.

James Lee

Little to no PDA exists at all. Since he’s an idol and everyone knows how crazy fans get when celebrities have a romantic relationship of any sort and he wants you to be safe, he rarely approaches in public. Now he will keep an eye on you and likewise have hidden security for you, he won’t have any physical contact with you if it’s not necessary and any loving words are so quiet that the room has to be silent enough for a pin to drop if you want to hear it. Sometimes he gets tired of this and will look for a remote place just so you two can have a proper date.

In private it’s a different story. Since he is in public quite often he’s a bit touch-starved. He’s far more passionate and often initiates any sort of physical activity, be it kissing, hugging, touching, or any bedroom activities. He talked more often too and a lot of suggestive things are said so try not to get too flustered.

Vasco

Regardless of private or public, he’s very affectionate (not sexually though). Although Vasco is very unintentional with his touches as it’s more of him being comfortable with you with you.

He wants to feed the ducks? He’s holding your hand and dragging you along.

You look particularly cute that day? He holds your face and tells you the exact same thing.

He’s about to fight a bad guy? Vasco picks you and placed you somewhere safe.

Even if you’re not very comfortable with it, never holding back with you it’s something subconscious he does so you may find a hand holding yours when he’s not really thinking about it.

#lookism imagines #lookism webtoon #lookism x reader #daniel park #kang dagyeom x reader #kang dagyum x reader #daniel park x reader #park hyungsuk x reader #webtoon x reader #webtoon #vasco x reader #dg x reader #james lee x reader #manhwa x reader

[person25]

So…does DG act like a regular kpop idol? Like, does he make those tiktok videos dancing to his song with other kpop idols to promote?

Imagine seeing the guy who beat the shit out of you doing aeygo. My pride would be in hell, never to be seen again.

imagine being his s/o and watching act all sweet on tv and he comes home with his real personality💀

ALSO i need to know what kind of music he makes bc i NEED to see him singing and dancing Rover (by KAI)

I need an in depth abt his idol life right now.

#actually i wanna see him sing some jungkook #i just wanna see him acting like a kpop idol😣 #james lee #lee jihoon #diego kang #kang dagyeom #gotta tag all his damn names #lookism webtoon #lookism #i just know gun and goo shit on him😭 #kpop #also his trainee days?? #i want to know all the tea #daniel park #park jonggun #gun park #james lee x reader #lookism x reader #lookism manhwa #goo kim #dg x reader #dg lookism

[wannaeatramyeon]

do not know if youre accepting requests rn but i keep thinking abt james lee carrying us w/ one arm😍😍😍😍

Gotta be honest, I had no idea what this carrying with one arm was until I googled it!

James Lee/DG x Reader: One arm

G/N. Pre DG. Fluff.

"What?" James lifts up his head from his school desk to find you hovering over him, hand on your hips and face full of challenge.

"Carry me with one arm."

"No."

"Why? Is it because you're weak?"

.

.

"Not like this!"

"I'm doing it, aren't I?" comes his voice from somewhere behind you. "I'm not using anything."

He's not wrong. Having heaved you over his shoulder in a fireman's lift, and now leaving you to balance precariously while he stands with one hand in his pocket, and the other twirling the lollipop in his mouth.

You can't see his face but you know for certain he is looking unbearably smug.

.

.

"Put me down!"

Talk about manhandling. James grabbed you with one hand, curling it around your waist and lifting you effortlessly until you're left parallel with the ground. You're tucked snug under his armpit and into his side like you weighed hardly anything.

Like an exasperated parent with an errant baby. This is not the vibe you were going for.

"Fine."

"W-wait!"

The fall was no more than a few feet. It hurts your pride way more than your body.

You slap the lollipop out of his hand as payback.

James just pulls a fresh one from his pocket.

.

.

"Damn, you really are strong."

"I know." James flashes you a smirk, lollipop poking between his fangs.

He gives you a small bounce, adjusting his arm beneath you, hand lightly gripping your thigh. You tip off-balance, ever so slightly, and throw your own arms around his neck for support.

This. This is what you wanted.

"I know what you're doing." His voice is completely flat except the glimmer in his eyes gives away his fondness for you.

"And?" Well if James knows, then you make no secret of your next move, snuggling up close to him and feeling his huff of laughter on your cheek.

He eases, a little. Not familiar with gentle touches, not familiar with this forwardness. It's not what he's used to, but it's not not nice. Maybe he can get used to it.

"And nothing."

#lookism #lookism x reader #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

[evacado3]

Hii!! I want to request a fic(･´з`･)

dg with an always sleepy fem!reader who is always sleeping on the most random places?? Like, in the park, in bathtub, the kitchen, etc.

I was obsessed with this man, and since I always sleep on the most random places and time(i don't know why, it just happens) so, I want to know on like, how would DG treat his lover??

Tysm!! Have a nice day <3

Goddamn it's so hard to write for Dg I swear I have a problem with this guy, like I admit he's hot but I can't find myself liking him idk UGH I wanna like him so bad ;-;

Sleepy lover

Word count: 1011

"AAAH DG!" "DG PLEASE LOOK OVER HERE!" "DG WE LOVE YOU!"

The idol waved at his fans, walking out of a luxurious shopping mall. He only wore a sleeveless black shirt with ripped jeans, it was such a casual fit but somehow still manages to stand out in the large crowd. The cheering didn't stop as he got back in his car, more screams and cries came out as they begged him not to leave.

Dagyeom was used to this kind of lifestyle, he remembers when they bothered him so much he'd lock himself up in the agency, panicking at the knocks outside the door, frightened of the ones who followed him home.

He knew he was no pushover, but he was dedicated to this disguise. Also, he couldn't just punch his fans in the face, no matter how much they disrespected his privacy, Dg has learned to be used to it.

And he finally has a source of comfort now, someone that gives him the motivation to keep going every day, which is why he is almost speeding on the road, rushing back home to you.

The first thing he did after stepping into the house was to roam around, deliberately avoiding the bedroom since he knew you'd be anywhere other than there.

Dagyeom recalls the heavy slap you gifted him during your first meeting. He found you sleeping soundly on a bench in the park around his house when he was out for a jog. The man thought you were homeless, being the kind guy he is, he brought you back to his house first, thinking he could help you somehow when you woke up.

Things didn't go how he planned, a scream nearly busting his eardrums echoed through the room. He went to check on you but before he knew it, his face burned with a red handprint imprinted on his cheek.

"KIDNAPPER! HEEELPP-…"

…Yes he knocked you out, but at the volume you were screaming at, the police from a mile away would come in no time. He was guilty as hell when you woke up with a bruise on the back of your neck, your first meeting was truly hectic.

Turns out you were just sleeping??? His eyes nearly popped out hearing you 'explain' how you were merely tired and that bench looked too enticing at the moment you couldn't help it. But after a few more chats and dates, he realized it was just a weird habit you have and it was adorable to him, though he wouldn't admit it.

It took another minute for him to find you spread out on the kitchen floor, sleeping deeply, even snoring a little. He chuckled at your figure, your arms and legs stretched out like a starfish, "you dork…"

He whispered under his breath, kneeling beside you and quickly scooping you up. Carrying you every day is now a lifestyle, this man has spotted you sleeping everywhere in your shared house, it's honestly a great workout!

"These can wait," Dg placed you on the sofa, next to the goodies he bought for you, there were all sorts of candies you wanted to try out and some branded clothes that he knows would look amazing on his sweet girlfriend.

He heard your stomach growl as you shifted on the couch, did she not have dinner yet, is that why she was in the kitchen? He sprints to the fridge, grabs the flowery apron lying on the counter and whipped out his professional cast iron skillet, ready to cook.

About a few hours later, you woke up from the smell of food drilling into your nose, legitimately. You knew it was your boyfriend as he is an astounding cook, he would've been a chef if he hadn't debuted. This was wayyy better than the ramen you were going to make, you hopped off the couch and sprinted full speed to the kitchen.

Your personal cook has a full table of dishes laid out on the table for you when you came into the dining room, and his eyes immediately landed on you.

"You're finally awake, I cooked a little something for you," he quickly smiled while tearing the cute apron off himself, then pulled out the chair for you to sit down. "Thank you…" you mumbled, technically half asleep, but that doesn't stop you from shoveling the piping hot food down your throat.

As if he couldn't be helpful enough, your angel of a boyfriend placed your phone on the table with a charger too. The notifications were blowing up none stop as your dead phone finally opened, they were all news channels that talked about kpop idols and Dg was for some reason the hot topic?

It's not that your boyfriend wasn't famous, but he hasn't released anything new these days, it was quite odd for him to be randomly so popular. You tapped into the news and burst out laughing at the title.

'Kpop star dg has been working out?' with an image of your boyfriend today, outside a building in a sleeveless shirt. You soon understood the header after seeing the picture, and damn did he look good. His arms were buffer and he was shining.

Dagyeom stopped washing dishes once he heard your laughter, sneaking up behind you to look at what humored you so much.

"What the fuck?" he laughed, "do I really look buffer?" He grinned slyly and flexed his arms.

"Yes you do, and yeah what the fuck have you been working out?" you snickered, though you knew he didn't work out, his busy ass doesn't have any time for that. That man is always immersed in work, but any free time he had, he'd spend it with you without a second thought.

"No I don't, it's from carrying you around all the time," he taunted, but you smacked his head before he could laugh. "Kang Dagyeom! Are you saying I'm heavy?" you pulled his ear and scolded him like a mom, and he could only listen like a good kid <3

.

My first time writing for dg, hmm... I HATE IT UGHHH ;-; but yes I love imagining him as a chef idk he just seems like a good cook??? Also I really just can't bring myself to use Diego... and I can't use james cause how the hell would she know his old identity

#lookism dg #webtoon lookism #lookism #lookism x reader #james lee #diego kang #dg lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism imagines #kang dagyeom

[dgragooners]

DGragooners❣️

Who ever wants to join the James lee/DG fanclub msg me or reblog this post❤️

i want to know all my fellow simps and believers (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)❤️

#lookim dg #lookism #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #Kang deigo #dgragooners❣️ #james lee #dg #dg x reader

[phsmloves]

DG: Is something burning?

Y/N, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

DG: Y/N, the toaster is literally on fire.

#lookism dg #lee jihoon #james lee #lookism incorrect quotes #lookism x reader #lookism #incorrect lookism #lookism webtoons #lookism webtoon #webtoon lookism #diego kang #lookism james lee #kang dagyeom

[yaatrickyassification]

DG with a blind fem!reader? Have a good day<3

Thank you for requesting! Have a nice day<3

[ DG/ James Lee x Fem! Reader ] - With a blind Fem! Reader.

You were the childhood friend of DG or James is what you call him before he changed his identity, you were an aspiring artist. Art has been a big part of your life ever since you were born, it was your only solace in this cruel world.

You smile fondly as you blindly caress the smooth to the touch of the awning cloth, that has been painted in omnipresent coolness with the color of burning heat or from embarrassment.

You flinch slightly as you hear a noise from the door, seeing how light the knock is. It's probably DG that was behind the door. "DG? Come in." You heard DG's light and muffled footsteps coming closer towards you, his hand gently touching your shoulder, his eyes glancing at the painting before you. His fingers traced the canvas with a light touch.

The colors that were elegantly stroked in the canvas were wearing out in age. "Didn't you paint this when we were kids?" You hum, you lean in against his chest as you sign out in relief, since you lost your eyesight DG has been your safe place ever since.

"What do you wanna eat?" He asks you.

"How about going to the restaurant that we ate in when we were kids?" He smiled and patted your head gently, "That's a great idea-" He reached out for your wrist tenderly, "I'll guide you like I always do." Your face seems to twinkle at his statement, you grin before tightening the hold you have on his hand.

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[eviyum]

My heartbeat after seeing him 📈📈

Kang Diego

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[lokislytherin]

devil by the window

pairing: current canon idol!dg x gender neutral journalist!reader

summary: you’re just going to interview dg - your bias, your celebrity crush - on behalf of dispatch. what could go wrong?

chapters: one / two

a/n: dg being sus, as y’all are interested 👀👀 this fic does not have any sussy content as in dg will not be taking his pants off. tits may or may not be bared but his pants and yours will be staying firmly on! title from ‘devil by the window’ by tomorrow x together (txt)! enjoy~

warning: canon compliant violence. also reader is kind of horny but that’s the majority of tumblr dg stans so y’all should be thanking me really

there's no way around it: dg is your ultimate bias.

you've been enchanted by him since the moment he debuted - visuals, vocals, dancing, rapping, he's the epitome of talent. he's young and charismatic too, charming half the women in seoul the second he steps foot on stage for the first time. according to the news, he's only a month older than you. he'll change the idol industry, you told your boss back at the time, eyes bright. he'll change the world.

your boss looked back at you, a lowly intern fresh out of high school with nothing to your name, not even a bachelor's degree, only raw enthusiasm for hunting down the truth. okay.

it's very obvious he didn't believe you. you were a nobody, after all.

now, you're twenty-one and studying media and communications at seoul national university, the most prestigious university in south korea. you've got more experience and reference letters to boot. you're interning for dispatch, the most (in)famous entertainment news company in korea. they say they're willing to take you in as an official journalist the second you graduate. 

even if dispatch is pretty shitty to idols, your old boss can suck it. you’re working for dispatch now.

it's been four years since dg debuted, and you're still his biggest fan. if dg has a million fans, you're one of them. if dg has ten fans, you're one of them. if dg has one fan, it's you. if dg has no fans, you're probably dead.

which is why you're currently panicking, bouncing off the walls with hysteria at four in the morning. all your colleagues know you as the local dg hard stan, so as the one with the most knowledge about dg you've been scheduled to shadow a sunbae from the journalism department to interview the one and only dg for a cover article in twelve hours.

dg doesn't know who you are, but you've been to every single one of his concerts and fan meets, bought every single one of his albums and made a shrine to him out of photocards. you know him - or at least the version he shows the public - as well as you know your own skin. 

you've got yourself a nice outfit: a white blouse with flowy sleeves, a black corset to accentuate your figure, black pants that are just long enough to show off your nice legs. it's better than you've dressed for any date, which would probably explain why you've never had a romantic relationship before. you've always put dg and your studies before everything else, after all.

you’re not sure how long you sleep for, but you shoot out of bed immediately after your alarm starts screaming, and the rest of the morning passes in a similar haze. you don’t even remember getting to the interview spot, but when you do, you’re a whole fifteen minutes early. at least your make-up is looking fabulous.

“excuse me,” says a familiar voice, “are you from dispatch?”

your heart skips a beat. you turn around, and- 

“oh,” you breathe, feeling a little weak in the knees.

dg is tall.

he’s taller than he looks on television, and even though he has only the slightest of makeup on his face, the ceo of ptj entertainment is as beautiful as any renaissance painting. he looks almost unreal.

he smiles down at you, warm and friendly. he feels like someone you can trust. “i’ll take that as a yes, then.”

all you can do is nod, because you don’t trust yourself enough to speak.

“would you like to head in first?” dg gestures towards one of the rooms - there are two security guards outside, both of them shooting you dirty looks. you catch dg shooting them an even dirtier look, and they look away, like wounded dogs with their tails between their legs. “you’re the newbie, aren’t you? we can have a little chat before your colleague arrives.”

that sounds a little like a threat, now. but at the same time, dg could make you do anything he wanted and you’d probably thank him for it. “i- i-”

“be not afraid,” he says, still smiling at you, almost inhumanly beautiful. it’s almost like he knows how you joke about him being angel incarnate. well, you’re not scared of him, you’re scared of you. “i don’t bite.” he leans down, and you go cross-eyed at the proximity. “unless you want me to.”

“i- i-”

“i’m kidding, i’m kidding.” he guides you into the room, relaxing onto the couch opposite yours. you’re a rabbit who strolled into the den of a lion, timidly perched on the edge of the loveseat. dg has no shame in reclining across the back of the couch, legs splayed out so he takes up most of the sofa even though he’s only one man. you try your best not to look at the space between his toned thighs, because even if you want to know whether dg really does have the biggest cock out of all the idols, now is not the time to find out.

only then do you realize you haven’t introduced yourself. you jump up and bow, ninety-degrees. “my name is y/n! it’s a pleasure to meet you, sir, i’m a really big fan!”

that doesn’t even begin to cover how big of a fan you are, but he doesn’t have to know that.

he gestures towards your bag, and you finally notice the limited edition that’s been hanging there the whole time. you had to fight people for that. “i could tell.”

ahhhh, that’s so embarrassing! and unprofessional! 

“it’s cute. you can call me dagyeom, by the way. that’s my name, after all. no need for dg-ssi. we’re around the same age anyway. as for sir...” he smirks. “you can save that for elsewhere.”

“elsewhere? like... where?”

he spreads his legs wider, like he’s making space for something. he raises an eyebrow almost invitingly. “where do you think?”

is he... flirting? with you? oh god, he’s flirting with you.

nothing in all of your years as a journalist or a dg fan has ever prepared you for this. you’ve never heard anything about him flirting. he’s insanely good at hiding from the press and the cameras. you’ve never been assigned to professionally stalk him before (you’re much better with a frontal approach), but some of your colleagues have, and all of them were caught in the act. he barely even does aegyo for the fanservice. 

you give yourself a mental smack in the head. this is the interview of a lifetime! you are face to face with the person you’ve admired for years! you cannot let yourself be horny on main!

he laughs, amusement dancing on his lips as he watches countless emotions flicker across your face in the span of a few seconds. “cute.”

ehhhhhh?

just as that moment, your sunbae barges in. he’s huffing and puffing, clearly having run here, but he’s on time. nobody had told you which sunbae you would be shadowing, but you had been desperately hoping it wasn’t him. you’ve shown nothing but respect for him, as you should, but let’s not even talk about inches, not once has he ever shown you even a centimeter of respect. so he’s late, huh? it feels mean, but you hope he made a bad impression in front of dg. “dagyeom-ssi-”

dagyeom smiles, frigid and unamused, a stark contrast from the way he’d smiled at you. even his spread legs feels less like a calling and more like a threat, although it’s dominant and overbearing either way. “call me dg.”

your sunbae swallows and nods. “dg-ssi, we can begin the interview now.”

wow. dagyeom is really, really biased.

it looks like there’s still a lot you don’t know about him, but your heart flutters in your chest at the feeling of being able to know more.

you’re pretty experienced with interviews - you know the journalist should lead the conversation, and always ask for elaborations from the interviewee. but this time, dagyeom is the one in the lead, constantly offering you chances to speak and ask questions while blatantly ignoring your sunbae.

both of you journalists are helpless under the full force of his charisma as he drives the conversation, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on your shoulder. if this interview was a car, your sunbae would’ve been stuffed in the trunk, or tied up with a rope and dragged along behind the car. but when you ask about his past and why he became an idol, he becomes tight-lipped.

there’s probably a reason why he never talks about his past, after all. you were just trying to see if you could get a scoop out of things, or be the first to find out.

“i just thought it was neat,” he says with a shrug. “singing and dancing and making money off that.”

you ask him about his thoughts on aegyo next, and giggle when he makes a face. dagyeom has always hated acting cute for the cameras, but you think he’s cuter when he’s pouting like that and complaining about fan-service.

(you are a much bigger fan for the more… physical kind of fan-service, so to speak. but you would die of shame before admitting to his face that you got all hot and bothered when he ripped his shirt off for a show in the middle of a rap. and that time when he modelled for calvin klein, with the waistband of his boxers peeking out under his tight jeans. and the rich boy concept photos with him in the pool, smirking lavisciously. those toned pecs… the lick-able abs… hhhhnnnnnggggg~

enough, enough! you’ll die of shame right now if you don’t stop thinking about that. luckily, you’re good at multitasking, and you’re fully capable of taking notes dutifully while imagining dagyeom bending you over the table.)

the interview comes to an end all too soon, with all your questions answered except the ones about his past, or his worst fears. he’s been rather vague about some of them, but as an idol and ceo of an entertainment company, dagyeom likes to keep whatever privacy he can, and as a respectful journalist you won’t pry too deeply. even if you did, you’d find out in your own time and never tell him.

just before your sunbae drags you off, dagyeom holds you back, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards him. you gasp as he catches you gracefully when you stumble, steady hands on your waist. his hands are big enough to wrap around you entirely, and the realisation makes your cheeks heat. “i’ll keep in touch. i’ve seen your other works. you’re too good for the likes of dispatch.”

“my other…?!”

you can feel his minty breath fanning across your cheeks when he speaks. “see you soon, jagiya. don’t let me down.”

you’re not sure how you don’t faint on the spot, or collapse completely when an email from ptj entertainment pops up in your inbox half a day later, formally requesting you to join the company as part of the media and communications department.

you email them your cv, resume, all your reference letters. i’m still doing my bachelor’s degree in journalism at snu.

this time, kang dagyeom emails you back personally. that’s perfectly fine with me. you can start as soon as next week.

you terminate your internship contract at dispatch at the end of the week. good riddance to the sunbae who had disrespected you. you’ve got the job of your dreams.

#dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #lee jihoon #james lee #lookism #lookism fic #dg x reader #lookism x reader #me before: ok after i finish sonny x reader i'll never write x reader again. fuckin cringe #me doing this bc i could not resist the idea of dg [redacted for spoilers read to find out]: oh. damn #and then i saw someone say jagiya instead of jeogiyo n i was like oh! byelingual dumbhead gun moment! #and now i have not one but 2 lookism x reader fics #how?? where?? nani tf??? #i swear to god i come up with x reader fic ideas every now and then and i Hate it #mainly bc i find reading x reader awkward #bc hello... yn is another character... they aint me... #but writing yn tho. developing yn as their own character even tho that is most definitely not the purpose of x reader fics. #i like that #i tried reading dg x reader fics to see how u guys write dg in general but literally everything was smut #please i am jus a fluff/crack/crime writer

[person25]

reasons i do NOT believe the ‘dg and Charles Choi are the same person’ theory:

i HATE Charles with my whole being and james is my pretty pink princess.

if that WAS Charles, why was he feeling up daniel in that one panel⁉️

again, if that WAS Charles, why was he giving daniel head pats⁉️ he does not have the Right‼️

Other than that it would be funny if it was and he had to play up the kpop idol role

imagine behind kpop idol dg doing aegyo it’s huge rich business man Charles Choi💀

#i’m coping #all of the dg x readers will be seen in a different light 😨 #lookism #lookism webtoon #james lee #lee jihoon #dg lookism #diego kang #kang dagyeom #all of bros names😔 #lookism x reader #dg x reader #james lee x reader #anyway #if you care #i have been reading orv #i just don’t have anything to say for now #expect something soon #charles choi

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DG’s Male S/O meeting Aru or Crystal?

Hey Anon! I promise I'm not reading from a script but again I am sorry for the super delayed response. Feat Aru to make this idea work :)

DG x M!Reader: Meeting Aru

DG notices the way Aru zeroes in on you, eyes greedily raking over your features and your figure.

So distracted that she doesn't even bother to greet her senior, the CEO of PTJ Entertainment.

"Hi, I'm Aru." Holding out her hand, she pastes on her sweetest grin. The one her fans go wild for, "Are you an idol too?"

"Ah me?" You scratch the back of your head awkwardly, other hand gripping onto hers, "No I'm just-"

"He's with me." DG smiles, all teeth and fangs. Stepping in to break up the handshake, which has lingered on far too long for his liking.

"DG!" Aru jumps back, eyes wide, "I didn't see you there."

Judging from her reaction, because let's face it - she isn't that good of an actress, she really didn't see him there.

Such is your radiance that you can cast most people into shadow. Even DG. It's both a superpower and a curse.

He bites back a sigh, "It's fine-"

"Can I have your number?"

What the...? Aru holds out her phone to you, completely ignoring him and his earlier words.

"Aru Lee," DG observes her with blatant hostility, not even caring to keep up niceties, "I said he's with me."

As if to prove a point, he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you into his body.

An impromptu cuddle with your boyfriend? You weren't going to complain, although you give Aru a sympathetic look at her misunderstanding.

"Oh! I'm so sorry I didn't know!"

"No. You didn't." DG weighs up her usefulness. Sure she brings in ok revenue but not enough for him to really care about keeping her on.

"Hey," you whisper into his ear, breaking up his train of thought, breath ghosting over his skin, "Don't be mean."

Ugh. Sometimes it's eerie how well you can read him. Fine. Fine.

"You can go," he calls out to Aru, not even bothering to look in her direction.

Instead, he's captivated by your expression, all soft and soppy and goddamn adorable.

DG fears he may give in to you too much, but if this is what he gets in return... Perhaps it's worth it.

#lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism x male reader #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

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James Lee/DG with Unhinged F!Reader

He never stood a chance (Gun Park | Goo Kim | Samuel Seo | James Lee/DG)

Out of all your fights, all your opponents. This one definitely left a bitter taste in your mouth. You couldn't even hide the look of disgust on your face.

James Lee, DG, The Legend? Whatever. You held back a yawn as you countered his fist, bending it back painfully until you heard the telltale snap and crack of bone.

That hype? That reputation? The supposed feats with the first generation kings? What a waste.

He barely had time to react as you stomp your foot down on his, your sharpened stiletto piercing through skin and tendon. To think you put these on specially for him.

You rarely get angry during fights, your emotions tending to err on the side of deranged and demented. But this pink haired fool. You suppose you might as well have fun.

DG thought he had eyes and ears on all the notable people in Seoul, even maybe all of South Korea. So when you (dressed to impress, dressed to kill) approached him with a frenzied grin and laser-focused eyes, he thought you were just another fan.

You had peered down at a rough scrap of paper, trying to make out your own sloppy handwriting, now half covered in grime and dried blood.

"Jim, no hold on. James Lee?" you had asked. The man in white didn't answer you, but you noticed the way his body tensed. That was all the acknowledgement you needed before you made the first move.

DG sits with his back against the wall, his breathing laboured and stilted. He was certain he was unable to move - you having broken his wrist, arms, then ankles.

The initial anger on your face certainly alarmed him, but when it eventually melted into a teasing look, his hairs stood on end.

Despite his history, he had never been in the presence of such violence and intimidation before. Years since he had even felt an ounce of threat.

"Tsk," you lean down and roughly grab the back of his head, forcing him to look at you, but his eyes are bleary and focused. "What an anticlimax."

You never thought a man of his reputation could be so delicate. The blood and dirt, swollen cuts and broken bones, all mar his previously pristine appearance. You let out a giggle as you consider leaving some scars on his pretty face, that would be a fun one for this idol to explain.

But your eyes flicker over him. He really is too pathetic to be worth anymore of your malice.

Instead, you place a kiss upon his forehead, relishing in the way his body trembles beneath yours.

You see the red lipstain stain adorning his bruised and battered body and smile.

#sorry for the spam #last one for the night #but that anon and their idea is A++++ #lookism #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #lookism x reader #lookism fanfics #lookism fic #diego kang #kang dagyum #dg x reader #lookism dg #lookism headcanons #lookism hc #james lee #kang dagyeom #james lee x reader #wannaeatramyeon #lookism unhinged series #lookism oc

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Yandere!DG + Reader: His hold on you

TW: as above, nothing too bad tho. Platonic. Could be read as x reader if you want. For non-anon anon request.

Friends tell you you're lucky to know someone like DG, to have him look out for you. Introduce me, they would ask and when you shake your head, their eyes cloud with resentment and jealousy.

DG had warned you not to share anything about him, no matter how much your friends begged. A little part of you preens at the special connection between the two of you. It's private, intimate. A secret little club just for you and him.

You hold onto this connection and thought when your friends distance themselves.

Even your own parents are blinded by the pop-idol persona; the fame and fortune and perks of being associated with the country's favourite singer. All too happy to let you and DG spend time together. They dismiss any concerns with a wave of their hand while surrounded by lavish gifts.

So who can you actually tell, who will listen when you mention how uncomfortable you are. How you can't exactly put your finger on why your skin crawls, your stomach drops, and the discomfort continues to grow each time DG contacts you.

(Truly, the hold he has on you scares you, you admit to yourself that one time. The last time you can recall DG leaving you just about long enough so you can form your own thoughts. Moments of clarity before he sinks his claws in again. He has only made that mistake once.)

He used to be sweet, and you would respond to him giddy with excitement. DG! A K-pop idol! Paying attention to me!

But now he feeds you far too much bitterness. It's unbalanced. You never know which side of him you get.

When he pushes just a little bit too much, when you want to scream at him to leave you alone through tears, he's all sunshine and sugar again. Like how it used to be. Like he knows what words are on the tip on your tongue.

And when you're all buttered up, then he would chide you for being silly and young and you should just listen to him, his voice light and full of laughter. Hasn't he been good to you? Hasn't he been good to your parents?

Yeah he has, you concede. He's older, more experienced, seen the world. He's right. What do you know in comparison? Barely anything.

So it's fine. Everything is fine. You're just spiralling for nothing.

On top of that, the last few months have been better.

He's been nothing but nice to you. You can't bring yourself to ruin such a good thing.

Yet something unsettles you. And you know you sound insane. Crazy. Because why would DG do this? Why would he even break in?

Things are misplaced in your own room, or something you swear was right there disappears for a few days and miraculously turns up.

Little harmless things. Things you should hardly notice it but the insidiousness builds and builds and builds.

A book missing on your bookshelf, photos switched around.

You stop being able to relax or rest in your own home, only catching moments of fitful sleep as your mind races and your sanity hangs by a thread thinking someone has been in your space and messed with your things.

Even your ID disappeared. You turned your room inside out, was shouted at by your parents for losing such an important thing before it appeared on your bed.

Lying right in the middle, on top of the covers. So obvious. You can't have missed it.

Could you?

"Why would I do that? How? You must be seeing things." DG denies when you ask, body looming over yours and eyes flashing.

Maybe he's right. This is DG after all. He's busy. He's been nice lately. You don't want to rock the boat.

You think about your missing items, the misplaced things. Yeah. It is ridiculous to think DG would have any involvement.

Must all be in your own head.

"Y/N," he says, lips quirking and eyes a little unhinged, "It's funny though. Isn't it? If someone messed with you like this."

Is it? You think it's not, but you don't know what to think anymore.

"Seeing you go a little crazy," DG prods.

"It's ok to laugh." Somehow that feels like a threat.

So you laugh and laugh and laugh yourself sick, until your eyes are streaming and you convince yourself it's tears of laughter and DG is right.

#idk what this is #sorry anon #lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

[wannaeatramyeon]

DG x Reader: Remember?

To the anon whose ask I accidentally deleted and requested angst to fluff. Fluff looool. Anyway. G/N reader.

DG remembers kind eyes and tender touches.

A voice that calls him 'James Lee' without any fear. That in the middle of night, bodies intertwined, gasping his name as he moans yours with reverence.

Remembers thinking the world of you. Back when he was younger and everything was shiny and new.

Mornings in bed, tangled in bedsheets, bathed in the golden glow of a new dawn.

Lazy afternoons, hand in hand, wandering down cobbled streets or peering up at skyscrapers.

Evenings and nights whispering hushed secrets. Drunk and hazy from each other's company.

And then.

DG remembers the love fading.

Letting you fall through his fingers. Sprinting blindly towards a path that took him further and further away.

Until you're nothing but a dot on the horizon as his ambitions grew.

When late nights blur into early morning. When the noise dies down and only buzzing is left behind. When sleep won't come and regrets remain-

He also remembers what a mistake that was.

.

.

He looks you up on social media and sees the same kind eyes.

.

.

He wonders if you're happy.

.

.

He wonders if he has branded you like you have branded him.

.

.

He wonders if you realise you have ruined him for everyone else.

.

.

He wonders if you forgive him.

.

.

And when the regrets give way to hope. And when the hope overwhelms and intrudes all other thoughts-

DG types out a message, praying that you would see it, praying you wouldn't be cruel enough to ignore him.

That you still remember who he is beneath the K-Pop polish and the pink hair.

That you remember him for the love rather than the heartbreak.

.

.

Heart in his throat, he watches the message change to 'read'.

Eight minutes later, three dots appear on the screen.

One response comes through.

'James? Is that really you?'

It's not much, but it's enough to make him smile.

(He also remembers the last time a smile reached his eyes, the last time he was truly happy.

That was with you too.)

#i have put out a lot of bs today #maybe this is why i got suspended. cant blame em #lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

[wannaeatramyeon]

Please james lee fluff...

Apologies for the delay. I've been struck down with covid... 😷

James Lee/DG x Reader: Haircut

G/N. Fluff.

"Yes?"

"No."

"But your hair is dark pink anyway!"

"It's red."

"Dark pink," you mutter bitterly under your breath, adding his new name with your lip curled, "DG."

You try once more, holding up your phone with a photoshopped picture of your boyfriend with pink hair. "You'll look so good though!"

He doesn't bother glancing in your direction, instead continuing to flip nonchalantly through a magazine. "I'll look good in any colour."

Usually you would agree, because as arrogant as this man is, he is also aware of his good looks. Today, you don't play to his ego and only respond by sticking your tongue out.

DG's hand darts out, fingers pinching your tongue and you jolt. It's gross. You squirm-

...And you're stuck.

"Stick your tongue out at me again," he drawls, finally turning to peer at you and releasing you from his grip, "and see what happens."

Oh. Like that is it?

You give him a devilish grin, tongue poking once more between your lips and he gives you a playful eyeroll in return.

"I just told you-"

"Mr. Kang?" Just before DG can make good on whatever he had been thinking of as punishment, the hairdresser makes a very timely entrance to whisk him away for his appointment.

(Even if she does bat her eyelashes at him, it is completely ignored as he kisses you on the cheek and tells you he won't be long.) . . That was a lie.

An hour turns into two. You think if you have another coffee you might vibrate out of your skin. You're completely caught up on the magazines and celebrity gossip and you must be bored out of your skin because you're thinking of doing something productive with your time like check your emails.

"You got your wish," A familiar voice murmurs, hot and silky into your ear.

A beam stretches on your face before you can even catch DG's new baby pink hair style and goddamn, you were right. It looks impeccable and so cool.

The pink a very flattering shade for his skin tone, and his bangs frame his sharp eyes and high cheekbones perfectly. He looks every inch the k-pop idol he's trying to rebrand into.

"You did it!" You squeal.

"Only because it's your favourite colour,"

"And I'm your favourite person?" you give him a fond nudge with your shoulder.

"Hmm, I suppose."

#lookism #lookism x reader #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon