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Right after his knees were shattered, Gotak could no longer pursue the one dream he had cherished for as long as he could remember—to become one of the greatest Taekwondo athletes.
That wasn't just a hobby.
It was his entire future.
His pride.
His reason to keep moving forward.
And now... it was gone.
All because of Na Baekjin.
The hospital room felt unbearably quiet. Days passed with nothing but silence surrounding him. Even Baku stopped visiting for a while.
Not because he didn't care.
But because the guilt was eating him alive.
To Baku, everything that had happened to Gotak was entirely his fault. Every time he thought about facing him, all he could see was Gotak lying in that hospital bed because he hadn't been there.
So he couldn't bring himself to visit.
Then, unexpectedly...
The person who started showing up every single day wasn't Baku.
It was you.
His Taekwondo rival.
The same rival he used to face in friendly matches. The one who always argued with him over the smallest things. The one he never expected to see standing outside his hospital room.
Yet there you were.
Almost every afternoon, carrying a small bag of fruit with your usual expressionless face.
You casually placed it on the table before crossing your arms.
"What?" you muttered. "Don't think too much. That old lady selling fruit by the roadside gave them to me for free because I'm good-looking."
You looked away before adding your daily excuse.
"I'm just passing by. Why would I come here?"
The same sentence.
Every.
Single.
Day.
Despite your harsh words and your constant denial, Gotak wasn't stupid.
He noticed how the fruits were different every visit.
He noticed how you always came around the same time after school.
He noticed how you quietly made sure his water bottle was full before leaving.
And somehow...
Your presence became the brightest part of his day.
Even though you never admitted you cared.
Even though you insisted you were "just passing by."
After losing the dream he had spent his entire life chasing...
You became the one thing he looked forward to every day.
Without realizing it, the rival he once wanted to defeat had become the person who helped him survive the darkest period of his life.
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How would Weak hero class characters be as your brother!
Pairings- Sieun x reader, Suho x reader, Beomseok x reader, Baku x reader, Gotak x reader, Juntae x reader, Seongje x reader, Baekjin x reader
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YEON SIEUN- Tsundere brother
Not good at showing he loves you but makes up for it in small acts of service.
Often buys you your favorite food or snacks when you're down and makes you tea.
Will help you with your homework when he's completely sure you can't do it on your own.
Never cries in front of you and makes sure he hides when he feels like he might.
Wants you to be friends with his friends but gets super defensive and protective if he notices one of them starting to like you until they prove they are worth it.
When you witness him fighting he feels guilty for you having to see him that way.
When you tease him about Suho his eyes get wide and his face and ears go red. "Don't say things like that."
Not a huge fan of physical touch but will let you hug him or hold his hand or arm if you want to.
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The usual afternoon ritual is to wait by the gate for him and his friends to do an after school activity or to get on the bus with him to his cram school to make sure he's safe. He finds it nice but protests verbally.
"You don't always have to wait for me. I can meet you home." He says in his usual monotone voice.
"But I want to, I like making sure your safe." Putting your arm in his, he looks at your arms and looks away as if he's annoyed but deep down he enjoys how much you care.
"Well, we were going to go eat do you want to come with us?" He points to his friends Baku, Gotak, and Juntae.
"Sure, If I get to sit next to Baku." You say with a teasing smile.
He stares blankly at you. "Fine, but don't be weird."
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AHN SUHO- Dad like-brother
Since he works so many jobs he makes sure to try to sneak as much food as he can home for you.
If you're bored he'll make you come with him and work with him to 'Experience adulthood.'
Teasing and head rubs constantly
Not helpful in feminine things. "Which outfit should I pick for today?" "They're all pretty wear whatever you'd like." "You're no help. (╥﹏╥)"
Super supportive in everything.
Tries his best to never break down in front of you to show how strong he is.
Likes when you hang out with him and his friends and he talks about you to everyone before you even formally meet them.
Loves to wrap his arm around you when you go places.
Will force feed you if you start looking to slim or he notices you're not eating
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Some nights studying and chores takes up more of your time than it seems. Forgetting to eat isn't something out of the ordinary, but hiding it is the hard part. You swear your brother can read you like an open book. The front door swings open, you're just finishing up dishes.
"Hey suho, how was work." He walks in and throws his jacket on the dining chair.
"Good, got some deliveries done, my other job doesn't start for a while so I figured I'd come home and chill for a bit."
You nod and finish putting away the dishes.
Then the inevitable question, "Did you eat?" He asks scanning your face for deception.
"I snacked on some chips while studying. Grandma needed me to do some chores today so I've been pretty focused."
He stares at you, "Right, So no REAL food."
You sigh, "No."
"Right, come on let's go get some food, I heard there's a new restaurant that sells good Japchae, let's go." He throws his jacket back on and waits for you to follow. When you finally go to him and put your shoes on he throws his arm over your shoulders.
"Come on, let's go."
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OH BEOMSEOK- Insecure brother
Constantly doubting his abilities as a person and as a brother
Sometimes ghosts you because he's so busy being obsessed with Suho
Sometimes you two watch movies and eat together but hangouts are rare, especially after he starts hanging out with the bullies.
Always extremely nervous to ask you to hang out. "Hey uh w-would you wanna uh- go hang out with me?"
Sometimes sleeps in your room with you if he gets beat or sad
Will pay for you if you run out of money for anything
When he was friends with Suho and Sieun, you never saw him. He was always with his friends.
If you showed genuine concern or care for him he would cry and breakdown to you
Would be sad if you disagree with his friends and would take it to heart if you insult him
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"Beomseok?" He comes into your room and closes the door.
He never comes in unless something happened. He sits on the edge of your bed. "Sorry for intruding."
You lean over and sit next to him, looking at his face. His posture is hunched and his glasses are off.
"Are you ok?" You place your hand on his shoulder, he looks at your hand and when he sees your eyes laced with care, he breaks down.
"I'm so sorry, I'm such a bad brother. I can't do anything right."
Your heart drops
You pull him into a hug holding his head against your shoulder.
"It's ok, I forgive you. I know it's tough for you." He holds you tight as his tears dampen your shoulder.
"You wanna sleep with me tonight?" You ask rubbing his head, he nods.
Later that night he falls asleep on your chest holding you close just like when you were younger and he sought out your comfort after being hurt.
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PARK HUMIN (BAKU)- Playful brother
The type of brother to jump on you to wake you up
Will teach you self defense incase the union try to mess with you
Likes to spoil you with toys and items from anime's and movies you like
In his Union era, he made sure to text you "I'm ok, please take care of yourself and dad ok? <3"
If you date or show interest in any of his friends especially Gotak he will sit them down and interrogate them and you
Loves to have movie nights with you
Big on sharing food and drinks and will steal food from your plate
Loves when you show up to his basketball games and practices and says you're his little cheerleader
Loves cuddling and will curse anyone who says it's weird
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"Y/N! Y/N!" He runs down the hall to you,
"Yes Yes What?" You look at him as he grabs your shoulders
"Are you coming to my basketball game tonight at 6?" His beaming smile is distracting you from the fact that he stopped you in the middle of a full hallway, his friends behind him.
"I mean sure, do you want me to bring anything?" He claps and brings you into a bear hug.
"Oh yes could you bring two water bottles and a spare shirt from home please?" He bends to your level.
"What do you need two water bottles for?" He looks at Gotak, "One for him too." Gotak waves and smiles at you.
"Oh-uh yeah sure." He pats your head, "Perfect, thank you sis." He kisses the top of your head with a big MWAH.
Later that night at the game, every time he scores he makes a heart to you winks at the pretty girls next to you causing you to gag.
If they win he treats you all to food, if they lose you treat them to food, a deal you've had since he began the basketball team.
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GO HYUN-TAK (GOTAK)- The stereotypical boy brother
You have your period? ew gross, You need him to buy pads? Ew no, You threaten him? He'll agree begrudgingly
You got a boyfriend? He'll kill him and you.
Will play wrestle with you if you look to peaceful
Loves talking shit with you lowkey, lives for the tea
Video game nights and staying up past bedtime are your best memories with him
If you ever date Baku every hang out he will bring you up to test Baku
Will teach you self defense in case he's not there to help you
Hates when you cry because he sucks at cheering people up so he just holds you and hopes you stop
If you catch him crying he stops and will not tell you what happened
Loves to sneak food with you and eat in his room late at night.
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Recently you started dating a boy and you've been hiding it from Gotak. But one night, smiling at your phone too hard gets his suspicion up.
"Who are you texting?" He looks at you from across the couch.
"Just my friend." You reply closing your messaging app feeling weirdly shaky.
"Just a friend eh? What's their name?" He sits up,
"Hyuno."
"Hyuno? Sounds like a boys name." He gets more and more suspicious.
"He is a boy, but he's my friend." You try to lie, it doesn't seem to be working.
"Hm, let me see him then." He holds his hand out.
"I'm not giving you my phone." putting your phone in your hoodie pocket.
"Guess I have to...take it!" He lunges at you and wrestles you, tickling you to get your phone. You scream and laugh trying to protect your phone.
"No no stop!" You say laughing. "Give it to me!" He attempts to grab it.
"Ok fine fine we're dating!" You finally surrender. He stops and stares.
"I knew it. Where does he live? Does he go to our school? Is he nice to you? Do I have to find him?"
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SEO JUNTAE- The sweet brother
Loves having anime binge nights with you
Will cover you in plushies and blankets of your interests
If you wear glasses like him, sometimes for fun you wear each others glasses for 'fashion'
Will never tell you he's getting bullied and always says he's just clumsy.
Baking nights with him so he can learn how to make sweets are his favorite memories
Best brother for periods, he will stock up on meds, heating pads, and cuddles.
He defends you and protects you even if he is weaker and smaller than you
Feels safe crying to you and loves your room as a safe space.
Sometimes he tries to convince you to get a bunk bed so he can stay in there with you.
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Today was hard all around. You woke up late, had to run to school in the rain, and spent your whole evening doing chores and studying. Juntae was dealing with Hyoman and came home with a busted lip and bruised cheek. When you saw him he immediately tried to deflect.
"Oh hi Y/N, You look a bit tired." He says in a small smile
"What happened to your face?" You grab his face and scan his bruises
"Nothing, I fell down the stairs at school, It was really embarrassing." He pats your hands.
"Stop lying to me Juntae, this is too much too often for you to be 'just clumsy'." He stares right at you after that, his smile drops and his face looks everywhere but you.
"Are you being bullied?" You ask still holding his cheeks
He hesitates before finally nodding and letting a few tears fall. You pull him in and hug him tightly.
"I'm so sorry." You say holding him tight. He hugs back and tries to comfort you even through tears. "It's ok, I'm ok."
You pull back and look at him, you smile a bit.
"Do you want to watch Blue Exorcist with me?" you ask, knowing a anime binge night is just what he needs. He smiles and nods.
You make some popcorn and he gets into his pajamas and you set up pillows and blankets so you can both watch comfortably. After a few episodes he says,
"You know, we really should get a bunk bed in here, I really like hanging out in here with you." You roll your eyes and nudge his shoulder,
"Fine, we can ask mom tomorrow."
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GEUM SEONGJE- The lowkey toxic brother
Always busy with the union so he's never home but when he is he makes it a habit to touch everything you own and never put it back where it goes.
Won't tell you he loves you but will give you money occasionally on his own free 'good' will.
If you get a boyfriend he will stalk you guys and text you live updates of his thoughts and if your boyfriend kisses you or does something you don't like he'll beat him up.
Will let you play on his console as long as you buy your own games and don't mess with his save files.
If you get hurt he will send a pack of people on the person or people who did it.
Sucks at communicating but once every week or two he will have a sit down with you and just talk.
The type to send you money spread photos for fun, you usually reply with "ദ്ദി˙-˙ )"
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A random bag sits in front of the door, food with the name "Seongje." Guess he forgot to change the address, You bring it inside to the table and call Seongje. The first two times he doesn't answer but the third time he finally does.
"What?" He replies snappy
"Did you order food? It came here instead."
"Oh shit I did, damn it I forgot to change my address, be there soon."
"Alright, it's on the table, I'll be in my room."
"Well since it's there you might as well eat with me, we can do a early meetup."
"Oh uh- sure."
"K, be there soon." He hangs up. You wait scrolling your phone for him to come in. Ten minutes later he walks in, he's in his orange jacket and his glasses are slightly crooked.
"Finally, I'm so damn hungry." he sits across from you. He opens up the bag and places the food in the middle of the table.
"Just grab whatever you want." He says not looking at you. You grab yourself a plate and chopsticks. You two eat in silence for a while before he looks at you.
"Have you been hanging out with those Eunjang kids?" He asks between bites,
"Well kinda, I enjoy them." You reply back with food in your mouth.
He nods, "Well, I don't care who you hang around with, don't be mad at me though if I get paid to beat them up got it?" He locks eyes with you.
You roll your eyes and keep eating. After dinner he hands you Two hundred bucks.
"Sorry for not being around kid. Go get something nice will ya this place is still dingy." He gives you a quick side hug.
"Right, thanks." You say back. "Love you." You say as he leaves, "Yup," He says back, his own way of saying it.
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NA BAEKJIN- The Slightly Guilty Brother
The union is his top priority, you've always known, but he hates admitting that. He'd much rather pretend it's you.
When he's home, he is always quiet and falls asleep after you yet somehow is out of the house before you even wake up.
When you were kids, he clanged to you and admired you, but after he learnt to fight from Baku and joined the union, he became independent in a avoided way.
When he's home he likes when you two your own thing but with each other. He likes when you watch a movie or read a book while he studies or plans out things.
He isn't super touchy but tries to hug you in private when he can.
Gives you money if you seem to be a bit low
If you ever date or mention Baku he will get super quiet but he will try to use you to talk to Baku.
Hates when you call him out as he gets insecure.
Tries to make things up but can be too busy
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Your phone rang, the sound of your ringtone bringing you out of your movie. The house was empty, your parents gone for the night. Caller ID- "Baekjin." You pick up and wait,
"Y/N?" he answers,
"Yeah?"
"I heard mom and dad are out of town. Do you uh, want me to bring dinner for you tonight?"
"Why? do you feel guilty for not being here?"
The silence on the other end is deafening.
"Yes. I do."
You think for a moment.
"Yeah, it's fine. Do you want to uh, spend the night? I made your bedroom up the other night."
"You did?" Pause. "Yeah, I can."
"Ok, I'll uh see you soon."
After a long twenty minutes of silence and solitude, the front door opens. You look behind and see Baekjin with his bangs on his forehead in full black clothing with a bag of food.
You sit together and eat, the food is warm, but eating is hard. You feel full even though you haven't eaten all day.
"Your grades at school seem a bit low, have you been going to your cram school?" He asks you with a straight face.
"I don't have a ride there, the bus by the house hasn't worked in four years now." He looks down at that answer.
"I could help you study. I'm top of my class-"
"You're also a criminal."
He pauses.
"Thanks Baekjin but, I can manage myself. I don't need to be going to your stupid bowling alley just for some lessons." You say sharp. He gets a bit tense.
After dinners done he stands for a moment before pulling you into a tense awkward hug.
"I'm sorry. But the union needs me." he whispers the only excuse he can make up.
"It's fine just. Try to show you care a bit more. I don't have many friends because of you alone." He sighs. "Right." He places a hand on your head and leaves to his room. The kitchen feels cold and a bit warm at the same time.
author's note: my girls!!!, I was going to upload this for the poll but it's winning seongje, I really wanted to wait and upload it next to seongje's but his will take me a while longer so I'll leave you something about my handsome boy 💋
⤷ Contains: .Fluff, hurt/comfort, humor, drama, webtoon canon-divergence.
⤷ Pairing: Gotak x Reader (Female)
⤷ Word count: Approximately 1225 words.
. ⤷ Warnings: Mild distress, mention of injuries (Gotak's knee), physical confrontation, blows (slap and push against the wall), and lots of romance at the end.
The alleyway behind the arcade was shrouded in gloom. Seongje emerged with his usual bored expression, straightening his jacket. He hadn't expected anyone to intercept him, much less a girl alone.
You stood firmly in front of him, blocking his path. Your breath was ragged, fueled by pure rage.
"You're a damn coward!" you shouted, your voice trembling with indignation. "What you did to Gotak's knee… You're trash!"
Seongje stopped. He looked you up and down, unfazed, with those cold, distant eyes that were so characteristic of him. For him, violence had no gender; he didn't discriminate, he was simply bored by unnecessary drama.
"Stop making a fool of yourself and go home," he said with complete disinterest, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Did you come here to cry over that weakling? Gotak couldn't defend himself because he's pathetic. He brought it on himself."
Your ears rang. The insult directed at your boyfriend erased any remaining shred of prudence you possessed. You began to hurl insults at him with everything you had, shouting truths in his face, calling him a monster, a coward, and a union lackey. At first, Seongje merely sighed, hoping you would tire, but your persistence and your words began to test his patience. His jaw tightened.
"Shut up already," he warned, taking a step forward.
You didn't back down. You weren't an expert boxer, but fury gave you the impetus. You raised your hand and, with all your strength, delivered a clean slap across his cheek.
The sound of the impact echoed in the alley. Seongje's face snapped to the side.
The silence that followed was deafening. Seongje slowly turned his gaze back. The disinterest had vanished from his eyes, replaced by a spark of genuine annoyance. He rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand.
"You're a nuisance," he said in a low, dangerous voice.
Before you could react, Seongje moved forward. His movements were too swift for you. He gripped your wrists tightly, nullifying any attempt at defense, and shoved you hard backward, your back slamming against the brick wall. The impact knocked the wind out of you.
He held you there, cornered, his face inches from yours. Fear finally seeped into your system as you witnessed the cold physical superiority of the syndicate enforcer.
"I'm not going to break anything of yours, just because I pity you," Seongje spat, his voice dripping with contempt. "Tell your crippled boyfriend to keep his bitch under control. If I ever see your face again, I won't be so patient."
He let go of you abruptly, leaving you on your knees, trembling with adrenaline, while he simply turned around and walked away into the darkness, leaving you behind.
The pain in your back still lingered when the sound of hurried, uneven footsteps broke the silence of the alley. The shuffling of a shoe betrayed the difficulty of walking.
"Hey, are you okay?! What the hell happened here?!" It was Gotak. He was limping noticeably, his face pale with physical exertion and sheer panic. He'd been searching frantically for you all over the district after learning you'd gone to the syndicate's territory. When his eyes fell on you, sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall and trembling, something seemed to break inside him.
He dropped to his knees beside you, completely ignoring the sharp pain that shot through his own injured knee.
"Look at me! Look at me, please!" He took hold of your shoulders with trembling hands. His black eyes scanned your face, your hands, your reddened wrists. "Are you hurt? Who did this to you? Answer me!" “I went to see Seongje…” you whispered, your voice still ragged with adrenaline.
Gotak froze. The mention of that name made his pupils dilate with terror. His expression instantly shifted from shock to blind fury, a rage born of the deepest fear.
“See who?!” he shouted, his voice echoing loudly in the alley. “Are you out of your mind?! What the hell were you thinking?! Do you have any idea who he is?! He’s a damn monster! Look what he did to me!”
He struggled to his feet, gently but firmly pulling you to your feet. As you stood, you let out a small whimper as your back brushed against the wall again. Gotak reacted instantly. He turned you around, and as he lifted the back of your shirt slightly, he saw the enormous scrape and the purple mark beginning to form on your skin from the impact with the bricks.
Gotak's teeth ground together. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. He was furious with you for doing something so stupid, but he was even more furious with himself for not being there to take the blow for you.
"I could have killed you!" he roared, his eyes bloodshot, tears of frustration beginning to well up at the corners of his eyes. "Why did you do something so stupid?! You didn't have to mess with them! You didn't have to defend a damn cripple like me from anything!"
His own confession seemed to completely drain him. Gotak's noisy anger vanished, replaced by a profound weakness. He stepped forward and wrapped you in a desperate embrace, pressing your head against his chest. His arms were so tight you could barely breathe, but you could feel his whole body trembling.
"Don't do it again…" he whispered close to your ear, his voice completely broken and choked. "Please, I beg you, don't do it again. If something worse happens to you because of me, I… I'll never forgive myself."
Gotak slowly pulled away from you, wiping his eyes with a quick flick of his hand to hide the fact that he'd been on the verge of tears. He took your hand firmly, intertwining his fingers with yours, and began to drag his feet.
"Let's get out of here. I don't want to be in those bastards' territory for another second," he growled, still frowning and with his jaw clenched.
Half an hour later, you arrived at the place where Baku usually hung out. He was sitting, idly eating something, but he jumped to his feet as soon as he saw you enter. Gotak's expression was still a picture of pure fury and frustration, and you were brushing the dust off your clothes.
"Hey! What happened? Gotak, you look like a ghost. And why are you limping even worse?" Baku asked, crossing his arms with genuine concern.
"Ask her!" “—Gotak exploded, letting go of your hand to point at you, dramatic but visibly stressed. —This crazy woman went looking for Seongje! Alone! In her own territory!” Ben’s eyes widened, processing the information.
“Seongje?! Are you out of your mind?! What the hell did you go there to do?”
“I went to confront her about what she did to Gotak’s knee,” you said, crossing your arms and looking away proudly. “She was coming out of her playroom, and I blocked her path. I yelled at her that she was a damn coward, a wimp, a monster, and a mere starving syndicate servant. Until she got tired of listening to me!”
Gotak put his hands to his head in despair.
“And not only that, Baku! She slapped him right across the face! A syndicate enforcer! They almost killed her!” Baku froze completely for three seconds. He looked at Gotak, then at you, and suddenly, a huge smile spread across his face. Baku burst into laughter again, wiping away a tear.
"I just can't! Imagining that cold wolf from Seongje getting slapped and taking the insults is the best thing I've heard all year!" Baku put an arm around your neck, giving you a playful shake. "You're officially my idol! Hide your henchmen, my sister-in-law is on the loose!"
"Hey, hey! Take your hands off my girlfriend!" Gotak jumped up immediately, playfully pushing Baku's arm away from you with a jealous huff. "And stop inflating her ego, because of you she's going to do it again!" You laughed at your boyfriend's panicked face and took a step forward, wrapping your arms around Gotak's waist. You pressed your cheek against his chest and looked up at him with puppy-dog eyes.
"Okay, love… I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me, I did it because I love you and I was so angry about what they did to you," you said in a super-sweet tone, swaying slightly from side to side.
Gotak's fury melted in a second. He tried to keep his brow furrowed to look tough, but the warmth of your embrace and your words completely betrayed him. His cheeks flushed a deep red that reached his ears.
"S-Stay away, I'm still mad…" he grumbled, his voice trembling, but instead of pushing you away, his arms automatically wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. "Don't look at me like that. You scared the living daylights out of me, silly."
"Ugh, how disgusting, get a room!" Baku pretended to complain, covering his eyes dramatically. "The great Gotak, the terror of the streets, tamed by a pair of pretty eyes and a hug. What a disappointment!"
"Shut up already!" Gotak yelled, hiding his flushed face in your neck so Baku wouldn't see. "You didn't calm me down, did you? We'll keep talking about this at the house… but thanks for standing up for me, my love. Although next time, leave it to me." He gave you a quick kiss on the forehead, pulling you close, finally relaxed and happy to have you safely in his arms.
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yooo..I've been thinking about gotak's knee lately..can you make a fic where the reader is rich and she pays for gotak's knee and all the other expenses and she only tells that to humin because she doesn't want credit and humin covers up by saying it's an anonymous donation by gotak's mother gets suspicious and finds out it was her....and make sure the reader has no love interest...especially not gotak
A Debt That Couldn’t Be Repaid
Fandom: Weak Hero
Pairing: Gotak × Reader
Genre: Drama, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Slice of Life
Rating: Teen (16+)
Warnings: Serious knee injury, hospital scenes, financial struggles, emotional conflict, family conflict, mentions of violence.
Synopsis: After Baek Jin leaves Gotak with a devastating knee injury, the reader secretly pays for his surgery and every medical expense, asking for nothing in return. But when Gotak’s mother discovers the truth, gratitude quickly turns into resentment, forcing the reader to fight for a place in the life of the boy she quietly loves.
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The automatic hospital doors slid open with a soft hiss as you stepped inside, the familiar scent of disinfectant filling your lungs.
You had grown used to it.
The nurses knew your face.
The receptionists greeted you with quiet smiles.
Every bill that arrived at the front desk had your name attached to it before it ever reached Gotak’s family.
The surgery.
The anesthesia.
The overnight stay.
The medication.
The physical therapy sessions scheduled months in advance.
Even the custom knee brace.
When the total had finally appeared on the screen, you hadn’t even blinked.
“Would you like to pay today, Miss Y/N?”
“Yes.”
“In full?”
You slid your black card across the counter.
“In full.”
The machine approved the payment almost instantly.
Thousands upon thousands of dollars.
Money that could’ve bought another luxury car.
Money that meant nothing to you if it meant Gotak wouldn’t spend the rest of his life limping in pain.
The receptionist smiled politely.
“Would you like your name listed as the payer?”
You shook your head immediately.
“No.”
She paused.
“We’ll mark it as anonymous then.”
You smiled.
“Please.”
⸻
Only Humin knew.
He leaned against the hallway wall, arms crossed.
“You know…” he muttered.
“If he ever finds out, he’ll lose his mind.”
“I know.”
“He’ll probably spend the next twenty years trying to pay you back.”
“I know.”
“So why do it?”
You looked through the small glass window into Gotak’s room.
He was asleep.
His mother sat beside him, holding his hand.
“I don’t want him worrying about money while he’s trying to learn how to walk again.”
Humin followed your gaze.
“You really love him.”
You laughed softly.
“…Yeah.”
“So don’t tell him.”
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Weeks passed.
The surgery had been successful.
But recovery…
Recovery was brutal.
Every physical therapy appointment ended the same.
Gotak gritted his teeth.
Sweat soaked through his shirt.
His hands trembled from forcing himself to bend a knee that screamed every single time it moved.
Sometimes he got angry enough to slam his fist into the therapy bed.
Sometimes he just sat there quietly.
The therapists praised his determination.
They had no idea he spent every night wondering how much debt his mother was falling into because of him.
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His mother wondered the same thing.
One rainy afternoon, she finally gathered enough courage to ask the hospital’s billing office.
“I…”
She clutched her purse tightly.
“I just want to thank whoever helped us.”
“The doctors said… everything was paid.”
The employee hesitated.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. We usually don’t disclose donor information.”
She bowed.
“Please.”
“My son only has me.”
“I just… I want to know whose kindness saved his future.”
The employee sighed quietly before turning the monitor toward her.
One name.
Y/N.
Her entire body went still.
“…No…”
Not the girl who constantly visited.
Not the girl who brought homemade lunches.
Not the girl whose eyes always searched for Gotak before anyone else.
“No…”
⸻
She waited three days before speaking to you.
You had just left the florist after buying fresh flowers for Gotak’s next therapy session.
“Y/N.”
You turned around immediately.
“Mrs. Go?”
She looked exhausted.
Older.
Like the last few months had aged her years.
“Can we talk?”
⸻
The nearby park was nearly empty.
Rain clouds covered the sky.
Neither of you sat.
“You paid.”
You froze.
“…”
“The surgery.”
“The hospital.”
“The rehabilitation.”
“The medication.”
“…Everything.”
You lowered your eyes.
“I wasn’t going to tell him.”
“I know.”
Silence stretched between you.
Finally…
She asked the question she’d been avoiding.
“Why?”
You swallowed.
“…Because I love him.”
The words came out quietly.
Almost embarrassed.
“I’ve loved him for a long time.”
“I couldn’t watch him lose the chance to walk.”
“I had the money.”
“So I paid.”
There was no expectation.
No demand.
No condition.
Just honesty.
Mrs. Go closed her eyes.
For several seconds…
She said nothing.
Then…
She bowed.
A full bow.
“So thank you.”
Your eyes widened.
“Please don’t—”
“You saved my son.”
“My family can never repay you.”
Her shoulders trembled.
“I’ll remember this kindness until the day I die.”
Tears formed in your eyes.
“…You don’t owe me anything.”
“I know.”
She slowly stood again.
“But I have one more thing to ask.”
You smiled faintly.
“Anything.”
You expected her to ask you to keep it secret.
Instead…
“…Please stop seeing Gotak.”
Your smile disappeared.
“…What?”
“I know you love him.”
“I’ve known for a while.”
“But…”
Her fingers tightened around her purse.
“…He’s been spending time with another girl.”
You stared blankly.
“I’ve seen them together.”
“He laughs around her.”
“She makes him comfortable.”
“She’s pretty.”
“She’s sweet.”
“And…”
Her voice cracked.
“I think she’s the kind of girl he deserves.”
Every word felt like another knife.
“I don’t want my son choosing you because he feels indebted.”
“I don’t want guilt to become love.”
“So…”
She looked directly into your eyes.
“If you truly want him to be happy…”
“…Please let him go.”
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That night…
You cried until sunrise.
Not because she hated you.
Not because she rejected you.
But because she thanked you first.
Then asked you to disappear.
How could you refuse a mother who had just watched her son nearly lose his future?
⸻
The next morning…
You deleted Gotak’s contact.
You muted every group chat.
You stopped waiting outside his therapy sessions.
You stopped bringing homemade lunches.
You stopped asking Humin how he was recovering.
You vanished.
⸻
At first…
Gotak thought you were busy.
Then he thought you were sick.
By the second week…
He couldn’t ignore it anymore.
“Humin.”
“Hm?”
“Where’s Y/N?”
“I don’t know.”
“You do.”
“I don’t.”
“She hasn’t answered my texts.”
Humin looked away.
“Maybe she needs space.”
“For what?”
No answer.
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Three weeks later…
He finally saw you leaving school.
Your headphones were in.
Your backpack hung from one shoulder.
You looked thinner.
Tired.
Like you hadn’t slept properly in days.
“Y/N!”
You heard him.
You kept walking.
He frowned.
“Hey!”
Still nothing.
Ignoring the ache in his recovering knee, he hurried after you.
“Wait.”
His breathing became uneven from moving too fast.
Finally…
He caught your wrist.
You stopped.
But you didn’t turn around.
“…Look at me.”
Slowly…
You did.
The smile you gave him looked painfully fake.
“…Hi.”
His chest tightened.
“You’ve been avoiding me.”
“I’ve been busy.”
“No.”
“You won’t answer my messages.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You won’t visit.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You won’t even look at me anymore.”
Silence.
His voice softened.
“…Did I do something wrong?”
You shook your head.
“No.”
“Then tell me what’s going on.”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
“…Because I promised.”
His eyebrows knitted together.
“Promised who?”
You immediately realized your mistake.
“…No one.”
“Y/N.”
His voice cracked.
“We used to talk every day.”
“You were there after my surgery.”
“Then one day…”
“You just disappeared.”
“What happened?”
Your eyes burned.
Nothing hurt more than hearing the confusion in his voice.
You wanted to tell him.
That every hospital bill had your signature.
That every physical therapy appointment existed because of you.
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after falling into a hole of sadness, and ghosting everyone, including your worried boyfriend, he visited you and showed you he cares.
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst/comfort
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mild cussing, not proofread!
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is the first thing I’ve written in a while because I’ve had the worst writers block for the past month or two , ik no one asked for this fic at all but I wrote this to try to get back into writing so I can start posting again, so even though this is sorta rushed and not good I still hope it’s enough to feed yall. Happy reading! 🤍 (PS: peep the very obvious euphoria reference)
it was safe to say you were at a new low right now.
it all started with one bad day, nothing record breaking bad happened, but all the little inconveniences just kept adding up, you woke up late for school, didnt get to do your makeup, you had to run all the way to your buss stop, and when you finlly got to school, excited to see your boyfriend, he had stayed home that day, so he wasn’t at school, then baku, in his energetic state, happened to accidentally spill chocolate milk all over you.
when you got home, finally ready to sleep after you changed out of your dirty uniform and took a nice hot shower to calm yourself down, your mom deided it was the perfect time to deep clean the house, so you ended up being forced to wash all the dishes, finally, after you were done, you sent a text to your friend, who you had planned a hangout with that day, but of course, since your guardian angel apparently decided to quit its job on you that day, she ended up cancelling just to hangout with someone else, and for you, that was enough inconveniences for the day to want to rip out all your hair and crawl out of your skin.
you ended up finally going to sleep, but the next day, you didnt have the energy to get out of bed, so you told your mom you werent feeling well, and you ended u staying home from school, and then ended up laying in bed the whole day binge watching an unhealthy amount of love island on your laptop, like it was some cinematic masterpiece, which honestly, to you, at that point, it definetely was.
you were getting up only twice to go the toilet and to grab a small snack which was definetely not enough food for the whole day. you ended up doing the exact same the next day too, and the next...and then the next. by now you’ve been rotting in your bed for about four days, but what you didn’t think about, was your phone, you hadn’t charged it or checked it ever since the second day of being like this, so it was simply laying on your bedside table, and you were completely unaware that your boyfriend, hyuntak, had been freaking out for the past three to four days.
it was not a secret anymore that gotak was worried to death. you hadn’t come to school for a whole four days, and you hadn’t reached out at all, not a "hey, im sick, cant come to school" not even a simple "sick rn" and he was starting to really think something really bad had happened, how could he not? But he also didn’t want to suffocate you, so on the first two days he hadn’t said that much, just a simple text asking if you’re okay and a missed call, and when you didn’t answer, thats when he started getting really worried, so when he was playing basketball late at night with baku at the court, he decided maybe baku could help him or atleast give him good advice, but all he ended up getting was a "she’s probably just mad at you", gotak did genuinely consider that option for a good minute, maybe you were just mad at him…right? but deep inside he knew something just wasn’t right.
on the third day of no contact from you, he was getting borderline paranoid and extremely worried, "something isnt right" he kept repeating to himself again and again and again, and at that point, he was spamming you with calls, but you just wouldn’t answer, and as he listened to your voicemail for the 20th time, he had decided that if he doesnt get an answer from you by tomorrow. hes barging into your house and talking to you himself.
by the fourth day, you still hadn’t answered, so, after school, he went straight to your house, he was basically running there, because he needed to see you, now.
now he was stood infront of your front door. He knocked a few times, praying to whatever god out there that you were home and okay. When your mother answered the door, offering gotak a kind smile and a greeting, he was quick to get to the point.
"Hey miss, is Y/N home? im really worried about her, she hasn’t been answering my calls."
the older woman looked at him with deeply furrowed brows, and thats how he knew something wasnt right.
"yes, she’s in her room, but i dont think she’s doing too well"
his mouth turned into a subtle frown “how so?"
"she hasnt really gotten out of bed ever since monday, ive tried talking to her but she keeps insisting she’s fine. im glad youre here, maybe you can talk to her?"
gotak tries to hide his worry, but despite himself, his breath hitches at that information, and instead of answering, he simply nods and moves upstairs to his girlfriends room.
the knock on the door was soft, and you let out a heavy sigh, great, your mother is here to nag you again. you didnt bother pausing the episode of love island you were watching, too engrossed in it, and instead tucking yourself deeper into the sheets.
"mom, i told you to leave me alone."
"its hyun tak."
your eyes immediately widened, you had missed him like hell, but you also never had the energy to charge your phone, and send a text to him, it felt like too much work for you, but the realisation and guilt of it only hit you now, your heart clenching.
“Come in…”
your door opened slowly, and as gotak walked in warily, your gaze softened almost immediately. he took a look around your room, it was messier than usual, clothes scattered on the floor, cans of energy drinks laying on the bedside table, and then there was you, laying in the bed, wrapped in your blanket, looking like you were trying to disappear from the world, and he couldnt bare that sight. he sat down on the edge of the bed, his hand moving to your blanket covered thigh.
"how have you been, babe?" he knew the answer already, but he wanted to hear it from you.
"not that good..." you paused the show you were watching, and sat up slightly, the bags under your eyes more prominent, hair in a messy bun and only being in gotaks hoodie which was the only thing bringing you comfort for that whole period of time.
he could feel his heart clench at the mere state you’re currently in "cmere baby."
he stretched out his arms so he could comfort you properly, and you just broke completely, basically falling into his arms. the feeling of finally seeing your boyfriend was overwhelming to say the least, and before you knew it, a tear ran down your cheek, and then another, and another , and by the time gotak tightened his hold on you, you were already sobbing into his chest.
"its okay, Y/N, im right here, just let it all out" his voice was soft and quiet, like he didnt wanna disturb the moment.
“I don’t know what’s happening with me, I’m so sorry.” You muttered into the crook of his neck, your broken sobs echoing in the room.
He moved his hand to cradle your head and shushed you, he couldn’t handle hearing you say sorry, sorry for having feelings, because that’s exactly how he’s felt his whole life, and he’s not gonna let you feel the same way
“Shh…it’s okay baby, you don’t have to apologise, I was just worried.”
He kept running his fingers through your hair, hoping that maybe that would comfort you, because he truly had no idea what to do or how to comfort you, he’s never really had anyone break down right infront of him like this, but he was trying his best.
“I couldn’t get out of bed, I just- I’m sorry for making you worry, im sorry, I’m so sorry”
you kept muttering apologies under your breath, and he almost couldn’t believe you’re apologising for not being okay, it broke his heart into a million pieces hearing you say sorry again and again like a broken record, as if you’ve done something wrong, as if you’re an inconvenience to him.
you stayed like that for a while, until your sobs turned into quiet sniffles, and your sorries turned into hiccups. he pulled you away just enough to get you to look at him, and when you finally looked into his eyes, he placed a kiss on your nose, wiping your tears away with his thumbs as gently as possible.
"Fuck…you don’t have to apologise, okay? Don’t ever apologise for shit like that, in no way is that your fault, baby.”
His hands cupped your face, looking into your eyes, he wanted to make sure you knew he was 100% serious about this.
You gave him a hesitant nod, and buried your face in the crook of his neck, letting out a heavy and relieved sigh at the comfort of your boyfriend’s warmth.
he rubbed your back gently and placed kisses on the top of your head, while you two sat there in a comfortable silence, but silence has always been comfortable with gotak.
You couldn’t say you were magically just okay again, but it finally felt like you could breathe for the first time in a while, because you know you have the best boyfriend in the whole world.
