เฟ soldier boy putting you back in your place in front of the seven
18+.แ canon typical language & sexual content.แ mdni
โben i'm sorry..โ you pouted your glossy lips softly, batting your lashes prettily.
usually, the puppy eyes trick works on soldier boy. your pretty eyes being one of his ultimate weaknesses โ but not today.
today you stepped wayyy out of line and over his tolerance point with your terrible bratty behaviour, and in front of everyone else including his own weirdo son โ homelander.
the last person he'd want to be a witness of you making him look powerless and out of control, after all he was a goddamn alpha male, controlling his woman was supposed to be easy and come naturally.
โyou're sorry?โ ben's voice low and ragged, you could smell cigarette smoke on his breath as he stepped closer towards you, closing the distance and caging you in between the seven's conference table behind you and his broad, muscular body.
ben grabbed your jaw with his big calloused hand, wasn't too gentle about it either, forcing you to look up into his eyes. pure fiery fury behind his emerald greens, oh he was pissed.
โshow me just how sorry you are then, doll.โ he growled lowly, pressing your jaw open with his merciless fingers. โgo on.โ
you whimpered weakly at the pressure on your face, blinking twice to battle your pathetic tears. you havenโt seen this side of ben yet, the โkeep acting like that and see what happens.โ side with a pitch of anger and bruised ego.
โyou wanna run your mouth in front of everyone? letโs see how well you do with my cock stuffed down your throat.โ ben spat out with something that gave you the chills, he was lowkey scaring you, and not only.
most of the seven couldnโt look away, seeing soldier boy โ homelanderโs father, snap at you was probably the most entertainment theyโve had since weeks.
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๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ: you catch your boyfriend smoking in the attempts of trying to cope with the feeling of guilt thatโs eating at him
๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: angst.แ fluff ending.แ mention of smoking as a coping mechanism.แ season two events [lowkey spoilers for ep 1-3].แ canon typical violence.แ
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: 1.0k
you abruptly jolted out of yet another nightmare, the whole situation with the IKFC bad guys has been giving you constant nightmares โ mostly about gunwoo getting hurt.. or killed.
the videos youโve watched from the illegal website of the brutal fights terrified you, how can people possibly pay to see guys fight to the death. no amount of money was worth someoneโs life.
and knowing that those awful people want your boyfriend gunwoo to fight to the death made your stomach turn. it made you physically sick.
you took a deep breath in and out, turning to gunwooโs side of the bed only to find it empty. the room was dark and quiet, almost too quiet.
a red light lit up in your head. anxiety rising in an instant, for weeks you and the rest havenโt felt safe anywhere, even in the hotel rooms provided to you by his dear friend, minbeom.
you jerked out of bed as soon as you noticed the time on the alarm clock โ two in the morning. gunwoo should be asleep at this hour considering his healthy lifestyle routine.
food, sleep, exercise โ doing everything to stay in his best form, especially now with gangsters on your tail.
deep down you were praying that he only went to the bathroom or something, but once you called out his name, knocking on the bathroom door to no response, your heart started racing.
โbabe? gunwoo?โ your voice shook, you opened the bathroom to find it dark and empty, just like the bed.
your instincts told you to look out the window, and you werenโt going to ignore them, not when it came to the safety of your boyfriend, or his family.
you moved quick, wasting no time. pulling the definitely expensive blackout curtains out of the way, at first you got a scare, seeing someone standing outside on the balcony.
but you quickly recognised that itโs just gunwoo. you let out a sigh of relief, but the feeling doesnโt stay long with you as you noticed him surrounded by the smoke he exhaled.
you caught your boyfriend gunwoo smoking cigarettes? something he always avoided with a ten foot pole? what was going on here, you thought to yourself. he didnโt even want to be around woojin attempting to smoke the cigar after winning the championship.
you opened the glass balcony door to join him on the balcony, slightly startling him as he obviously didnโt expect anyone to join him, especially at this hour.
โbabe, what on earth are you doing?!โ you closed the door behind you and walked up to him. stepping closer to the smell of tobacco that clouded around him, and now you.
gunwooโs first instinct was to hide the cigarette behind him like a kid, then to maybe throw it out. he looked down at the ground with shame, he knew what he was doing wasnโt good for him, he always prioritised his health.
โsince when does the box champion kim gunwoo smoke?โ you added, gently placing your hand on his arm, trying to get him to look you in the eye.
gunwoo sighed, โi know itโs not an excuse butโฆ itโs just been so stressful lately..โ he looked down at the cigarette between his fingers before throwing it out.
โi know it has baby, especially for you.โ you spoke to him softly, you werenโt mad at him for trying to find a coping mechanism for all this stress, hell youโd probably be doing the same in his place. you were simply worried about him in general. โyou always take so much responsibility for everythingโฆโ
โbecause itโs all my fault..โ his eyes softened, you could tell he was fighting a silent battle inside his head.
โsweetie, it is not your fault.โ you shook your head, you couldnโt understand how he could even blame himself for all of this, for being stalked and threatened by some dark web gangsters.
โif i just accepted the fight.. you all wouldโve been safe, no need to hide my mom in a hotel, woojin wouldnโt have a big gash on his hand.. and you-โ his eyes welled up with tears.
โthatโs enough. justโ come here.โ you couldnโt help but pull him into a hug, seeing the guilt ridden expression on his face.
this poor boy needed a hug. he needed someone to pull him out of the negative thought storm that heโs been trying to fight off all by himself.
โnothingโand i mean nothing is your fault gunwoo. do you hear me?โ you pulled away just a bit, making sure you are looking into his eyes. your small fists clenching around his hoodie.
โif you wouldโve taken that goddamn fight iโd lose you. your mom and woojin wouldโve lost you.โ you explained, your own eyes welling up with tears. the thought alone broke your heart. you loved gunwoo so much. you all did.
โso donโt you dare blame yourself for this. if anyone is guilty here itโs definitely not you. itโs those bastards that hide behind their dirty money thinking they own the world.โ your voice rising slightly at how angry you were with those thugs, making him think itโs his fault.
gunwoo noticed the stray tears falling down your cheeks and at that moment something snapped in him, making him pull you in for a tender kiss.
his lips were so soft against yours with a bitter taste of cigarettes and saltiness of his tears, his big hands framing your face with such gentleness as if he was afraid heโd break you by accident. his iron knuckles bruised from all the punches he gave out hours ago.
you reciprocated the kiss, spilling all your emotions into it. hoping that after tonight, after what you told him, and after this kiss, gunwoo would finally stop blaming himself for everything, and start being a little more angry with those thugs who are trying to ruin his and his familyโs life.
he slowly pulled away, his face inches away from yours, tears staining his cheeks. โiโm sorry..โ he gently wiped your tears away with his thumbs.
โdonโt be.โ you smiled weakly. โyou didnโt do anything wrong.โ
โitโs coldโฆ letโs get you inside, youโll get sick.โ he whispered before giving him a soft peck and tugging him by the hem of his hoodie.
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๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ: sam finds you absolutely worn out after weeks of pushing yourself to find dean
๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: angsty fluff.แ low self worth.แ sam is the sweetest bf.แ use of y/n [once].แ nicknames [babe, sweetheart, darlin, pretty girl].แ seasons 13&14 spoilers.แ brief mention of mary winchester.แ
โhey babe, you alright?โ sam asked with his little puppy frown, his hand reaching to pet your head gently. you were sitting in the library trying to do some research, the only thing was, you looked like death. skin paler than usual, dark circles sitting under your eyes, and that typical spark of life in your eyes gone. it made sam worried about you.
you looked up at him and gave him a little weak nod, trying your best to give him a smile to that.
โyou sure? you look like youโre away to pass out on meโ sam added, his hand touching your forehead gently, checking your temperature to see if youโre not simply ill, but it was all normal.
โwhenโs the last time you slept?โ his voice full of concern, he pulled out a chair beside you and sat down, facing you with his hand resting on your knee. โi sleep everydayโ you tried to shrug his question off, hiding the fact that you havenโt actually had proper sleep or rest in a over a week or more.
ever since archangel michael ran off possessing dean, you wanted to help sam and mary with searching for deanโs whereabouts. but you felt utterly useless because you couldnโt find shit, it was like he disappeared into thin air.
thatโs where you started to over-work yourself, skip meals, sleep less or none at all due to reoccurring nightmares and insomnia that came with all the stress of wanting to prove mary that you were worthy of samโs love, worthy enough to carry the winchester name, and most importantly to bring dean back home. he was your best friend and your boyfriends brother for gods sake, it felt like your ultimate responsibility.
sam sighed, his eyes scanning over your exhausted being. he hasnโt seen you look this tired and sleep deprived since jack ran away to find that dream walker, kaia.
he reached for your hands with his giant ones, looking at you with his signature puppy dog eyes. โsweetheart you canโt be doing this to yourself, you need to restโ his voice gentle as he spoke to you almost in a whisper. sam gently squeezed your hands.
โiโm fine sam, really, i just donโt look the best todayโ you faked a smile and shook your head, but he wasnโt convinced at all, even you didnโt convince yourself.
โthatโs crap and you know itโ sam said, his face clearly showing you that he does not believe you.
โlook sam, i canโt just sit here and wait for michael to magically let dean go and come back on his own, i need to do something, i need to be usefulโ you explained, your voice losing itโs strength with every word. the fatigue catching up to you quicker than the speed of light.
โno y/n, what you need to do right now is get your pretty little ass to bed and get some sleep, proper sleepโ sam spoke more serious now.
โbut sam-โ you tried to argue but he didnโt let you finish.
โi wasnโt asking darlinโ samโs more authoritative side coming out. he stood up and tugged at your hands gently, โcome on, up you getโ
you look up at him with a little cute glare, your lips forming a little tired pout. sam gave you a second to get up, but you tried to stand your ground and keep on working. โalright if thatโs how you want it, suit yourselfโ he shrugged before picking you up like you weigh nothing, you let out a small yelp. sam threw you over his shoulder and started walking out the library, down the hallway.
โsam!โ you couldnโt help but whine out his name, a giggle slipping past your lips. you were too weak to fight him though and he knew it, any attempt to squirm out of his grip only made him chuckle. โthatโs adorableโ he commented in a teasing tone. his hand holding onto the back of your thigh.
โeven when youโre worn out you canโt help but be a little menace, can you?โ he chuckled before kicking the bedroom door open and walking in.
sam gently tossed you onto his bed, it smelt so nice and fresh, with a hint of his cologne. the bed felt so soft and comfortable, it was like a cozy hug from sam.
โnow, youโre going to take a long napโ he pulled the covers up and tucked you in. โand i will fix you something to eat and if that will mean spoon feeding you then so be it, iโm not letting you starve yourselfโ he added, reaching for the tv remote and putting on a movie you and sam watch together regularly. โthink i didnโt notice you skipping your meals huh?โ
โyou need to take care of yourself more if you want to be of help, you know that right? we canโt have you walking around like the living deadโ he teased but there was a truth to it. if you did truly want to help, you had to be at your best, at your 100%. not at what you currently were at.
you gave him a small nod of acknowledgment, making sam smile back at you. โthatโs my girlโ he caressed your head and gave you a kiss to your temple. โrest up now, for me okay?โ
โi just want to be useful.. i wanna help find deanโ you admitted in a quiet voice, shame creeping up behind the soft tone. samโs brows frowning at your words. he knelt down by the bed to get to your eye level. his hand grabbing yours once again.
โhey what are you talking about? you are helping, whereโd you even get the idea that youโre useless?โ his eyes softening, he knew you were always hard on yourself but this? this was way past just being hard on yourself and more like becoming masochistic.
โyou literally worked day and night with no breaks, trying to find dean. doesnโt sound like what a useless person would be doingโ he explained, his thumb gently caressing the back of your hand.
โlook i really want to find my brother too, but that canโt cost you your health, alright?โ sam spoke, again with his puppy stare that always melt your heart. you nodded slowly.
โbesides, you canโt put in more effort in trying to find my brother than me, makes me look like a bad brotherโ sam added jokingly, hoping he could make you smile.
you tried to give him a scolding glare but the smile gave you away. โyouโre not a bad brotherโ you murmured softly. sam pushed a bit of your hair behind your ear with a soft smile. even when you looked shattered he couldnโt take his eyes off you, to him you were prettiest girl in the world, his girl.
โpromise me youโll take it easy and rest up for todayโ he spoke in a soft tone.
โi promiseโ you replied, nodding.
โatta girlโ he whispered with a genuine soft smile, his hand petting your head for the last time before he got up. โif you need anything give me a shout or a call even, alright pretty girl?โ
you smiled shyly, โokayโ
sam nodded and left the room, the tv quietly playing in the background as you closed your eyes, trying to get the sleep you promised your boyfriend youโll get.
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sam forces you and dean to play pretend a young rich couple to get into this big charity event, where you will discreetly question and interrogate some of the people for information about the 'accident' that happened in the girl's toilets at the towns private school.
dean being dean, hates wearing tuxedos, feels like a douche in them, but he can't help getting a little shy when you compliment him.
"lookin good winchester, especially with those glasses" you smile as you step closer towards him, your hands coming up to fix his tie.
"a real heart-throb right here" your eyes lingering a second too long on his lips, despite dean usually being the easy-flirt, he actually ends up getting flustered, having to look down at the ground with a blush creeping up his cheeks.
maybe because he's been pining for you for ages and the proximity simply doesn't help? especially with that perfume of yours that makes him feel some type of way.
โhey babe, why did you want to meet up here?โ gunwoo ran across the road to join you under a cherry blossom tree, that didnโt do a very good job at protecting you from the rain. but you didnโt want to do this in a cafe or any place he would end up associating to with what you were about to do to him.
he reached out to grab your hand, but you quickly pulled away making him frown in confusion. โhey..whatโs wrong?โ
โgunwooโฆโ you tried to muster up the courage to look him in the eyes, his beautiful innocent eyes. he didnโt deserve what was about to happen. he was always so good to you. yet here you were, away to break his poor soft heart.
you took a deep breath in before finally looking him in the eyes and speaking up, โthis isnโt gonna work..โ
his confused expression deepened at your statement, not being entirely sure what you were meaning, โwhat are you talking about?โ he titled his head.
โwe need to break up..โ your voice went quiet, you were unable to keep the sadness down and boxed up inside you.
gunwooโs eyes widened in shock, this was the last thing heโd expected to hear from you, especially when things seemed to be going so well between you two. โw-what? why? did i do something wrong?โ his mind instantly going to everything heโd ever said to you or done, trying to figure out what pushed you to this decision.
gunwoo was sadly the type of person to blame himself for the smallest things and dwell on the feeling, mostly alone. you knew that too well, thatโs why it broke your heart to see his mind going there this very moment.
you shook your head, tears forming in your eyes. you could physically feel your heart ripping in half and aching so badly for the kind hearted sweet boy that stood in front of you, getting soaked in the pouring rain just for you to simply dump him after all that you two have been through. good and bad.
โthen.. why?โ he looked at you with those puppy eyes that always melted your heart, which totally wasnโt helping you right now.
you wiped a stray tear from your cheek, โmy parents donโt agree with your.. violent lifestyle.โ you sniffled, you sadly werenโt lying about that, your parents pretty much despised gunwoo for putting you in even the slightest danger, as if he didnโt do everything in his power to protect you. โthey say that if i donโt break up with you, theyโll disown me..โ
โiโm so sorry gunwoo.. i canโt afford them cutting me out..โ your voice quivering as you held in your tears, you didnโt want to completely break down in front of him.
gunwoo didnโt know what to say, he wanted to fight for you, after all he had a heart of a boxer, a fighter that never gives up.
but another part of him knew that you loved your family with everything you had, and that nothing should come between you and them.
not even him. despite how much he loved you.
he was going to let you go, as thatโs what he believed would be the right thing to do. because as the saying goes, if you love someone โ let them go.
his sad puppy eyes welled up with tears, throat clenching in a way it felt like barbed wire was restraining him from speaking. he couldnโt contain his sadness, he was always an open book when it came to you, always felt safe enough to let himself be vulnerable.
but he somewhat agreed with your parents, he did put you in harms way multiple times whilst dating you, whether it was intentional or not, you did get hurt and he will never forgive himself for that, so maybe it was better that way.
he simply nodded, looking down at the ground. vision blurry from the tears. โi understand.โ gunwooโs voice raspy and quiet.
โi wish there was another way gunwoo, but i-โ you shook your head, feeling so guilty, you couldnโt stand hurting him like this. your first instinct was to over-explain yourself.
โitโs okay.. you donโt have to-โ he wiped his tears with his sleeve, โ-you donโt have to explain. family comes first.โ
โy/n, dad says to hurry it up.โ you heard your sister yell from the cracked open car door, your father not having the balls to tell you that himself. the black hyundai parked on the other side of the street, of course your parents would be watching over you nonstop now.
you gave her a nod before turning back to gunwoo, โif it were up to me, this wouldnโt be happening..โ you met his sad gaze before you pulled him into a hug.
a tight hug that said goodbye.
โi will always love you gunwoo... please take care of yourself, woojin and ms. kim. okay?โ you spoke softly, your words slightly muffled by his soaked hoodie. but he heard everything.
โmm.โ he gave you a soft nod, his face buried in your soft wet hair that smelt of your fruity shampoo.
your father honked the car horn, impatient bastard.
โi love you.โ gunwoo whispered into your hair before pulling away and letting you go. he noticed the tears marking your cheeks, this was as equally hard for you as for him.
โhey, itโs okay.โ he wiped your tears with his thumbs. โeverything will be okay. i promise.โ he tried to assure you, forcing a weak smile despite the tears forming in his eyes.
you sniffled, nodding your head softly.
โcome on now, theyโre waiting for you.โ gunwoo tilted his head to your familyโs car. he didnโt want them more mad than they already were.
you stepped off the curb, letting go of his hand, for the last time.
running to the other side of the road where the car was parked and got inside it โ leaving him under that damn cherry blossom tree in the heavy spring rain, with a broken heart and tears staining his cheeks.