My Baby Brother is the Strongest Character MASTERLIST
Featuring:
isekaid!older sister!Reader & younger brother!Gun Park
reverse harem
Goo Kim, James Lee/DG, Samuel Seo, Gitae Kim, Jake Kim, Jichang Kwak
other love interests
Jinrang (Lang Jin), Seongji Yuk
Synopsis:
If God is real, then He has one hell of a sense of humor.
Life hasn’t been perfect. There were ups and downs, times where you wished you were born as someone else, someone prettier or richer or more talented, but you had reached a point where you were content. Happy, even. A promotion abroad, a new apartment with no roommates, delicious paychecks and what does the Big Guy do? He kills you. What’s more pathetic is that you died choking on chicken skin while celebrating your new life of independence.
Just when you were an official, proper, working adult of society, the universe spat in your face and now you were back to square one.
No, scratch that, you didn’t regress—you reincarnated as the only known daughter of a yakuza boss. Sounds fancy, you know, but this is no romance manga. Actually, it’s somehow worse, because your baby brother is the infamous Gun Park.
Your Character Settings: AFAB, older half-sister of Gun Park, civilian, medical professional
Content/Trigger Warnings: swearing, typical Lookism violence, sexual themes, mind the warnings for individual chapters
Other Tags: slice of life, isekai, reincarnation/rebirth, sister complex, reverse harem/why choose, fluff, comedy, humor
💋 : smut (from mild to explicit)
Author's Note: There is no deep plot to this. This is just fluffy family stuff with Gun Park being protective of you, his older sister and a magnet for hot weirdos. There is some occasional smut. NO BROTHER-SISTER INCEST. Also, some ages have been lifted.
IMPORTANT: I started this AU during the early chapters of the Incheon arc. Back then, we didn't know who Gitae Kim's mother was. But after some deliberation, I've decided to acknowledge that part of canon within my AU so there is second cousin incest within the story between Gitae and Reader.
Lastly, don't overthink. Just enjoy the ride.
Episodes:
First Meeting
You've been reincarnated and now you have a weirdo younger brother.
Games
Gun has a special place in his heart for toys and puzzles.
Birthday
Goo shows up unannounced after Gun missed a work meeting.
Angel of J High (featuring: the J High first years)
You've grown accustomed to your life as the school nurse for J High.
It's a Promise (featuring: James Lee/DG)
A forgotten promise comes back to haunt you.
Swift Waters Parted
It's the day of the festival, but why do you feel like you're forgetting something?
Morning Sun (featuring: Samuel Seo) 💋
You meet up with a friend for drinks.
Safe and Sound
You and Gun finally share a meal again.
Weirdo (featuring: Goo Kim)
Gun Park has been acting weird and Goo will get to the bottom of it!
Like Water for Chocolate (featuring: Gitae Kim)💋
Once upon a time in Mexico...
Paper Snow, Glittering Fish
Gun reminisces about his two very different experiences with Mother's Day.
Scammers and Strange Fellows (featuring: Goo Kim)
You have a word with the man who tries to scam your students.
Like Tears in the Rain (featuring: Jake Kim)
A near chicken skin fatality leads to a fateful encounter.
Kryptonite (featuring: James Lee/DG)
You struggle to find a gift for your brother so you rope in a "former" admirer for help.
Bert and Ernie (featuring: Goo Kim)
The tension in Goo and Gun's friendship reaches its boiling point.
Morning After (featuring: Samuel Seo, Goo Kim)
Samuel doesn't do breakfast buffets, but then the elevator greets him with an unexpected surprise.
Trip to Busan (featuring: Goo Kim, Busan Gang and Lang Jin/Jinrang)
Gun accompanies you to Busan for a medical mission, and where Archie goes Jughead follows.
Noah's Ark (Gun-focused but with minor Goo Kim x Reader)
One fishing trip changes the course of history.
Anchor
The bad days come and go like the tide, but luckily, you found your anchor.
Fish Out of Water (featuring: Seongji Yuk and his students, Samuel Seo)
Seongji Yuk and his students visit Seoul for the first time.
Fire! (featuring: Samuel Seo)
Your house catches fire, forcing you to relocate.
Alibi in Ashes (featuring: Samuel Seo, James Lee/DG, Goo Kim)
(Direct continuation of "Fire!")
Life goes on after your house is set ablaze, but the culprit maybe closer than you think.
Out of the Frying Pan (featuring: Samuel Seo, James Lee/DG, Goo Kim)
(Direct continuation of "Alibi in Ashes")
You confront the so-called arsonist.
Stupid Piece Of (featuring: Samuel Seo)
A glimpse into Samuel Seo's devotion.
If I Love You, Beware (featuring: Gitae Kim, James Lee/DG) 💋
Gitae Kim's hunger remains unsatiated and he doesn't understand why.
So This Is Love (featuring: Gun Park, Jake Kim, James Lee/DG, Gitae Kim) 💋
You encounter an old acquaintance while doing a favor for your senior.
Lovefool (featuring: Gitae Kim, James Lee/DG) 💋
(Direct continuation of "So This Is Love")
You finally get a whole day to yourself. No boys, no drama. Or so you thought.
Haunted (featuring: Gitae Kim, James Lee/DG) 💋
(Direct continuation of "Lovefool")
What's worse than one persistent freak?
Second Puberty (featuring: James Lee/DG, Gitae Kim, Gun Park, Goo Kim)
(Direct continuation of "Haunted")
DG forces you to stop looking away, Gitae Kim is a surprisingly decent conversation partner and Goo Kim realizes something.
Tempting Fate (feauturing: Jake Kim, Samuel Seo)
Jake Kim invites you for a drink.
Better Than Candy (featuring: James Lee/DG) 💋
You're right, he can't keep sucking on lollipops forever.
The One That Got Away (featuring: Jichang Kwak) 💋
The girls ask you for relationship advice.
The Lost Lenore (featuring: Samuel Seo, Jake Kim, Big Deal)
You reunite with your childhood friends.
Manwhore, Maneater (featuring: Gitae Kim) 💋
Gitae Kim shows up with an offer you can't refuse.
My Best Friend's Sister (featuring: Gun Park, Goo Kim)
Goo is practically family.
Old Flame (featuring: Gun Park, Goo Kim, Jichang Kwak) 💋
You spend Thanksgiving in Chungcheong and run into a familiar face.
Burn Marks (featuring: Gun Park, Goo Kim, Jichang Kwak)
(Direct continuation of "Old Flame")
Is love really enough to fight fate?
Sparks Fly (featuring: Gun Park, Goo Kim, Jichang Kwak)
(Direct continuation of "Burn Marks")
Jibeom wants his brunch to be as entertaining as an episode from Sex and the City.
No Need for Goodbyes (featuring: Gun Park, Goo Kim, Jichang Kwak)
(Direct continuation of "Sparks Fly")
You leave for Seoul and Jichang rethinks his life.
Bonus Content:
Timeline explanation
smut scenarios with the men of the harem (James Lee/Diego Kang, Samuel Seo, Jake Kim, Gitae Kim, Goo Kim) 💋
NSFW Alphabet: Gitae Kim💋
“Uh, I like noses. I like big noses because well, because you can kind of like, you can like sit on them.” – Doja Cat, 2021
These headcanons are specific to MBBITSC! Gitae Kim and references his first time with AFAB!Reader, which occurs in the episode "Like Water For Chocolate."
NSFW Alphabet: James Lee/DG💋
NSFW Alphabet: Samuel Seo 💋
These headcanons are specific to MBBITSC! Samuel Seo, who is way softer than canon!Samuel.
Love Languages with Younger Brother! Gun Park
A fluff-filled exploration on how Gun Park communicates his affection for you, his older sister.
What if...
MBBITSC! Gun Park switched consciousness with canon!Gun
You're reborn in the Pre-Generation (masterlist)
You ended up in Korea at age 8. (ask/discussion)
You had a son with Gitae Kim (masterlist)
Twins
You were in a sorta love triangle with Gap Kim and Minseon Kang
Main AU Fanart:
Noona 1, 2 by @lollipoplolly33
My art:
Gun, did you miss me?
Goo and you dancing
Disclaimer: The image used does not belong to me. It is a screencapture from Ep. 505 - Lookism, Webtoon.
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CHARACTERS: Gun Park, Goo Kim, James Lee, Daniel Park, Jake Kim, Eli Jang, Kitae Kim.
GUN PARK
The moment he walks into the house, the entire atmosphere changes. Your parents sit up straighter without even realizing it. It’s the Yamazaki effect.
He’s absurdly polite, all good manners and respectful nods. A part of him is probably itching to test your dad’s strength, but he won’t. Gun’s a gentleman.
With or without his sunglasses, your parents are convinced you brought a mafia boss home. Which… technically, you did.
Surprisingly, he’s very knowledgeable about everyday affairs and slips into conversation with your mom and dad with ease. He remembers every tiny detail they mention.
Your mom somehow ends up charmed by him, though your dad still remains a little suspicious. Eventually, Gun invites him to the sauna or out jogging, and slowly they become best frendos who occasionally drink together. Sometimes Goo Kim joins them too.
GOO KIM
Arrives late~
Shows up with the weirdest gift imaginable, but somehow your mom loves it because, despite everything, it’s practical. The moment he sees your dad, he immediately calls him “Dad” and pulls him into the tightest hug imaginable.
Throughout dinner, he says things so outrageous that your parents genuinely can’t tell whether he’s joking or subtly threatening someone.
Somehow, he charms everyone anyway.
Your mother laughs at all his jokes. Your father tries not to laugh and fails miserably.
He helps around the house and acts like he’s already an essential part of the family which, surprisingly, he becomes. By the end of the night, your parents are already asking him to visit again.
“Babe, your family likes me. I think I’m their favorite child now.”
He absolutely tells embarrassing stories about you just to watch you suffer. He’ll also somehow plan a situation where you have to say, “Daddy, pass me the salt,” only for both him and your actual father to reach for it at the same time. Oops.
JAMES LEE
Your parents are stunned the second they see him.
Both of them are genuinely mesmerized by how handsome he looks. It’s not just his appearance, it’s the way he carries himself that changes the entire atmosphere. Your mother suddenly starts fixing her hair. Your father becomes suspicious because nobody should naturally look that flawless.
Even though James is perfectly capable of charming people, with your parents he tries to be unusually genuine and relaxed. At the same time, though, he doesn’t particularly care about winning their approval either. He doesn’t give a fuck 😭
By the end of the night, your parents are left wondering how you managed to pull someone like him.
He compliments the food, the house, and asks thoughtful questions about your parents’ work. He has a way of making people feel important when they talk about themselves.
The fact that he’s now a politician practically makes your parents swoon. Wealthy? Successful? Well-spoken? What more could they ask for in a son-in-law?
Your father almost starts seeking his approval in every conversation.
When you both leave, your parents are already asking about wedding dates. You immediately shush them and tell them not to pressure James, but he just laughs softly and says,
“Whenever you’re ready. I’ll keep the ring handy.”
Your mother nearly squeals because she’s officially become a James fangirl.
DANIEL PARK
Daniel is unbelievably nervous. To him, meeting your parents feels like a life-or-death situation. He’d rather face Kitae again than do this.
He rehearses greetings in the mirror beforehand, brings flowers, and probably Googles “how to impress your girlfriend’s parents” at least ten times.
But the moment your parents meet him, they instantly adore him, because sincerity like Daniel’s can’t be faked. There’s a warmth to him that people naturally trust.
Your mom keeps feeding him more food because he looks far too sweet to refuse.
Your dad ends up giving him life advice for nearly two hours after learning Daniel grew up without a father figure and went through so much because of the people around him🥀
Daniel listens sincerely to every word.
When you walk him home afterward, he lets out the deepest sigh of relief.
“I thought your father was going to interrogate me…”
And then he kisses your cheek.
JAKE KIM
Jake is surprisingly relaxed about the meeting, though deep down he hopes your parents won’t recognize him and start talking about Gapryong Kim.
Unfortunately, things go even worse than that.
The moment they see the scar on his face, your parents are convinced you brought home a gangster.
Your dad starts testing him with serious questions, but instead of trying to impress anyone, Jake answers honestly.
Slowly, the atmosphere eases. Jake is naturally affable, and Sinu has definitely coached him beforehand.
If your family situation is tense or complicated, Jake notices immediately. Under the table, he gives your hand reassuring squeezes whenever conversations become uncomfortable.
Later, your mother says:
“He feels like someone who would protect you no matter what.”
And she’d be absolutely right.
ELI JANG
Your mother falls in love with him instantly.
He has a soft voice, gentle eyes, and is incredibly sweet with you. Everything about him feels warm and comforting.
The problem begins when he mentions Yenna.
At first, your parents are completely caught off guard by the fact that he already has a daughter. The atmosphere becomes tense almost immediately.
Later, they tell you that you need to come out of your fairytale and find someone more suitable.
But to you, nobody is more suitable than Eli.
And eventually, once your parents meet Yenna, everything changes.
Yenna quickly becomes a regular visitor at your house and starts calling your parents Grandma and Grandpa. In the end, they completely adore Eli and wholeheartedly accept your relationship.
KITAE KIM
The moment your parents open the door and see him standing there with an axe, they die of a heart attack😔🥀
featuring: Gun Park, Gitae Kim, James Lee/Diego Kang, Jichang Kwak, Seongji Yuk, Kingmaker J
TW: sex work, rough sex, gagging and bondage, overstimulation, roleplay, use of sex toys, oral sex (male and female), voyeurism, group sex, dubcon, Reader gets called dirty names
You thought about rereading your contract to check if your company has a filtering process. Why? Because every single man you serviced was attractive. No, that's not enough to describe them.
They were panty-dropping, jaw-hits-the-floor, drop-dead gorgeous. If one were to see them walking on the street, one would think that these creatures are proof of a higher power.
There was this one handsome man with heartbreak in his snake-like eyes. Apparently, you reminded him of his ex-wife, and he asked you to call him "honey" while he made love to you. He never kissed you though. You hope he and his wife make up soon.
Another time, you met with a big-chested fellow with glasses and ink everywhere but on his face. He used to be a regular, but one night, he moaned "mommy" while you massaged his scalp—that was the last time you saw him.
Once, you were "invited" to a birthday party. You thought there was a mix-up and tried to explain that you weren't a stripper (you didn't like dancing), but the guests explained that you were the birthday boy's present. The birthday boy was a tall thing with polydactyly. Contrary to his intimidating appearance, he was shy and awkward. A virgin. He was so cute that you couldn't help but pamper him before you took his first time, even teaching him how to use those extra fingers.
You must admit, you prefer flings over repeat customers.
One of your regulars is a mob boss with an X-shaped scar across his face. Newbies aren't allowed to service him.
The reason is simple: Jonggun Park likes rough sex.
He also doesn't hold back.
Countless women have left his room covered in bruises, welts and scars. Some even received wounds on their faces. You're one of the rare few who volunteered to be with him. Unlike the other girls, you don't have friends or family to fuss over your injuries, and you weren't popular, so it's only logical to keep him entertained so the more in-demand workers can focus on other clients.
Your first time with Gun Park was an experience. You used to think that you weren't into rough sex, but maybe your previous partners weren't rough enough.
Gun gave you a safe word, but you never felt like using it.
You love having his tattooed arm hooked around your neck as he pounds you from behind. You can't get enough of his deep, rumbly voice calling you his cheap whore. You can't help but smile when he sneers down at you.
The morning after is always painful, but you find the ache delicious.
But Gun has changed. When he calls for you, he doesn't throw you to the couch or bed the moment you arrive. He invites you to eat with him and asks if the bruises he gave you last time still hurt.
You weren't one to say no to a free meal but it was disarming to have Gun Park treat you like a person. Even more disappointing is how he has been fucking you less and less. During your last visit, he ate you out until you came, and then he fell asleep without entering you.
Is he getting bored? You hope not.
You find Gun's violence titillating.
On the other hand, there is this other client, a giant named Gitae Kim. He was your introduction to orgies. Well, more like a harem. The man loves women so much he sleeps with them in groups. You were nervous at first, but the other girls—your "seniors" so to speak—were very nice. They even told you that a group arrangement with one man and multiple women is relatively easier and leagues safer than anything else.
But for some godforsaken reason, Gitae Kim singled you out. The man who was obsessed with harems began asking for you and you alone. Your co-workers were terrified on your behalf and begged the madam not to send you to him, but everyone knew that they can't say no to a mobster, let alone the boss of an entire syndicate.
But surprisingly enough, despite his history of group sex, Gitae Kim was… kinda vanilla. He liked to watch you suck him off and bounce on his dick, but that was it. However, as the other girls pointed out, you were the only one who could keep up with his stamina. Perhaps that's why he preferred having multiple partners.
You really do wish he would get bored of you already, because you've long gotten bored of him. More importantly, the oversized thug has begun sending you flowers. In your line of work, that kind of attention is dangerous. Instead of flattery, the bouquets of blood-red roses only served to freak you out.
Speaking of freak, your least favorite client was also your first one. A beautiful man known only to you as "DG." He has a face that could put movie stars to shame, and a body that would have Michelangelo's David shaking.
DG started gently. You thought for sure that he was going to be one of your more "normal" clients. It turned out to be the opposite.
Like Lucifer, he was deceptively sweet.
He's the biggest pervert you've been with.
One of his favorite activities is using you as white noise to help him focus—he would type on his computer as your muffled screams and sloppy sounds filled the air. Usually, he just plugged you with toys, your arms and legs tied together while you suffered through delirious agony. Sometimes, J would take over.
You prefer J over the toys.
He always shows up wearing a policeman's uniform (probably one of DG's sick fetishes, you told yourself). In contrast to DG who never stops smiling, J's face remains impassive. However, J is kinder.
You like how warm he is, how he asks "Are you okay?" as he fills you.
But you barely see him, especially now that DG has decided to start fucking you with his own cock.
So yeah, you meet lots of interesting, unfairly attractive men at your job. None of them are husband material though.
synopsis: your husband kitae comes back home mad as hell because of the idiots surrounding him at work, and he needs to calm himself down? how? scroll further to find out >_<
tags/warnings: MINORS STRICTLY DO NOT INTERACT smut, rough sex, manhandling, praise kink ( slightly ), creampie, marking, overstimulation.
a/n: S(CREAMING) out LOUD SATURDAY who up fr?
kitae slammed the front door harder than he meant to, jaw tight, shoulders stiff. the whole day had been complete bullshit people testing him, memories fucking with his head, everything piling up until he felt like he was gonna snap. but the second he saw you in the living room, curled up on the couch in one of his oversized shirts, that familiar heat rushed straight to his cock. righttt…
he needed you. bad. so bad.
you looked up, a little startled. “kitae… ¿todo bien, amor?” (kitae… everything okay, love?)
he didn’t answer with words. he just dropped his jacket, stalked over, and manhandled you lifting your body slightly to reposition your thighs and hook them securely across his forearms. your legs dangled helplessly over his arms, hips angled at his mercy as he kissed you deep and rough like he’d been starving for it all day. his hands were already sliding under the shirt, his rough skin a delicious contrast to your own as he gripped your ass, squeezing hard.
“missed you so fucking much,” he muttered against your mouth. “this pussy really is something else.”
you whimpered softly, already melting into him the way you always did. you were submissive, sweet, letting him take what he needed when he was feeling down. he loved that about you.
kitae picked you up like you weighed nothing and carried you straight to the bedroom, tossing you on the bed. he climbed over you, breathing heavy. “today was shit. but you… you’re gonna make me feel better, right?”
you nodded, biting your lip. “sí… quiero hacerte sentir bien.”(yes… i want to make you feel good.)
that sure did hit him different. he groaned and yanked the shirt over your head, exposing your tits and soft stomach. his mouth was on your neck instantly, sucking hard enough to leave marks, then moving lower. he worshipped your chest with wet, hungry kisses, his mouth latching onto one of your nipples and sucking hard while his fingers twisted and pulled at the other until they were swollen and shiny with his spit.
“tan bonita,” (so pretty) he hummed. the way he spoke to you during sex, it always made you wetter.
his hand slid between your legs, a soft, involuntary squelch accompanying each slow drag of his fingers against your folds. he continued a slow, tortuous rhythm, circling small strokes over your swollen bud. you were already soaked, dripping even. he smirked against your skin.
“look at you…mami already dripping for me and i barely touched you. drench my cock more, c'mon darling i know you got it.” he pushed two thick fingers inside without warning, driving in with a sudden thrust as if he wanted to hear you unravel in his arms. “buena chica.” ( good girl. )
you moaned, back arching, hands grabbing onto his shoulders. “kitae… por favor… fill me up!”
he pumped his fingers faster, thumb pressing on your clit while his mouth stayed busy on your tits, sucking harder, almost like he was taking his frustration out on your body in the best way. you were squirming, getting louder, getting closer.
but he wasn’t done teasing.
he pulled his fingers out, stripped his own clothes off in record time, and flipped you onto your stomach. he pressed his hard cock against your ass, grinding slow while he kissed the back of your neck.
“gonna fuck you nice and deep, okay?” he whispered, voice low and dangerous. “want you to feel every inch. let it all out for me, baby.”
you nodded into the pillow, pushing your ass back against him. “sí, por favor… i need you..”
with a sudden, powerful thrust, he finally plunged into you. a deep, satisfying splurch sounded out as your bodies met, his thick fat cock stretching you oh-so-perfectly. every stroke was deep and possessive, like he was trying to bury all the anger and confusion inside you.
“fuck… tan apretada,” ( so tight.) he groaned, picking up speed. “your tight little cunt’s suckin’ me in.”
you were moaning his name, completely lost in how full he made you feel. he kept pounding into you, rough but focused on making you cum first rubbing your clit faster, whispering dirty little praises in your ear until your legs started shaking.
when you finally came hard around his cock, crying out and raking your nails down his back, the coil inside you snapped a second time. he followed right after, hot and pulsing deep inside as he filled you up to the brim. you milked him greedily with every flutter of your pussy until white ropes began to seep from your swollen slit, dripping slowly down the curve of your ass.
afterwards he didn’t pull out right away. he stayed on top of you, catching his breath, eyes dropping to the evidence of his your activities.
“te quiero,” ( i love you.) he mumbled, tired but calmer now. “thanks for letting me have this.”
you smiled softly, still catching your breath. “siempre, mi amor.” ( always my love. )
🔞 MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This post contains explicit NSFW themes, including primal play, breath play, mild bondage, and impact play.
MINORS AND SENSITIVE READERS: DNI
Kitae Kim is a womanizer. In Mexico, he lived like a king with a revolving door of beauty, be it expensive wine, high end luxuries, and women who were nothing more than a temporary distraction to keep him out of boredom. He never viewed sex as emotional; it was a physical release to relieve stress or to show his dominance.
After he meets you, his lifestyle starts to change. He tries to go back to his old ways, but the moment another woman touches him, it feels uncanny. The scent is wrong. The skin feels like plastic. He finds himself pulling away mid-act because his brain is fixated on the specific way you look at him.
He stops sleeping around entirely. Not out of a sudden moral enlightenment or something, but out of an obsessive preference. Why settle for a flicker when he’s finally found the sun?
Kitae doesn’t have a single 'gentle' bone in him. Everything about his touch is pOsSesSiVe. He loves pinning you down, not just to be dominant, but because he likes feeling the contrast between his calloused fingers grazing your soft body.
Those fight scars covering him from head to toe? He loves it when you trace them during intimate moments.
He is extremely prone to leaving marks. Bites, scratches, or dark hickeys on your collarbone and shoulders. He needs a constant visual reminder that you belong to him and him alone.
Kitae is vocal. Expect low growls, breathless swearing in Spanish, and a lot of praise. He’ll call you “Mi amor” or “Mi vida” in a voice that’s dropped ten octaves from his usual tone.
He fights for hours; he can go for hours. He has terrifying levels of endurance both in fights and in bed. He’s the type to tire you out completely, only to pull you back for more just when you think you’re done.
He would absolutely enjoy tying your hands with his leather belt,while towering over you as he edges you with slow, deliberate touches, his fingers grazing but never quite giving in, until you whisper his name like a plea.
Drawing from his brutal combat history(get well soon Daniel), he loves the sting of spanking or light flogging, nothing too extreme, but firm slaps across your thighs or ass are like music to his ears.
Deep, deep deeeeeeep down, Kitae harbors a fantasy of you topping him (briefly), like a defeated king begging for mercy.
Kink: you riding him slow while he growls instructions, his hands fisted in the sheets to hold back. But it always flips (he’s a monster) he'll surge up, flipping positions mid-thrust, laughing at how you almost had him.
Post-climax, his little less than harsher side peeks through. He's not one for cuddly or soft talks, but he'll wrap you in his leather jacket and clean you up with surprising care. It's his way of saying that you’re all his now.
A/N: Writing NSFW is pretty new to me, so I hope I did this monster justice... I apologise in advance if this was not what you were expecting...🥺🥀
Thank you for the request <3
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The question made James hum in response. His finger tapping the lollipop in his mouth against his teeth, one hand in the pocket of his pants. His lips wrapping around the lollipop before he pulled it out of his mouth and pointed it to you. ‘It’s simply impossible.’ James stated, his tone wasn’t even arrogant or egoistical but rather as if he spoke the truth. He snickered a little at your confused expression, humming to himself before he gave another explanation. ‘I have the perfect body, i have every trophy this school can offer. I know every little thing about you, i know you wouldn’t even dream of being with someone else.’ Now that. That was arrogance, perhaps the cockiness of being ‘perfect’ had gotten to his head a little. You placed your hands around his neck from behind and jumping on his back, him catching you and carrying you with the lollipop still in one of his cheeks. ‘You didn’t answer my question though!’ You told him, your head leaning on top of his, the frizzy red dyed hair feeling rather dry today. James chuckled at your sentence. ‘I would kill them.’
The sound of a cigarette hitting the floor was the only thing you heard after you asked the question. His hands still frozen with the lighter still on. His mouth slightly agape from where the cigarette fell. He remained still for just a moment before he closed his mouth, his foot stepping onto the cigarette, crushing it in the process. He knows you, you ask a lot of stupid and unnecessary questions. And most of the time it doesn’t bother him. Most. This one being an exception. His eyes closed and a rather eerie smile appeared on his face. A smile that was so obviously fake. He put the lighter into his pocket before his strong heavy tattooed hands dug into your shoulder. He bend just to your height, the shadows in his face making him a lot more creepier, the veins in his neck and jaw were throbbing. The fact that the smile and other body languages didn’t match made you rethink about even asking him this question at all. Is he perhaps jealous? Or is he angry? He did have an inferiority complex after all…. ‘you’re not cheating on me, are you?’ Samuel asked you in quite a low but dangerous voice, his eyes were opened now but looking at you intensely. ‘Ofcourse not.’ ‘Great…i would not hesitate to slap you or murder the other person.’ ‘Well that’s not nice.’
Instead of an answer you earned quite the laughter from Gitae who was smoking his pipe and blowing some smoke in different shapes. His laughter was rather much more humorous and light hearted. He didn’t seem to take you seriously, even though your question was half a joke so it depends. the laughter died down after a while before he took another drag from his pipe and turning to you, blowing the smoke in your face. He knew you disliked it when he smoked, that’s why he blew the smoke in your face. He’s just teasing you after all. ‘You sure ask a lot of questions hmm?’ His voice was a little raspy of all the smoke he had been smoking the past half an hour. His eyes were still sharp and darting between you and his pipe. ‘Hey answer me!’ He laughed at you again. Before taking another drag from his pipe and chuckling lightly, a little of the smoke escaping because of it. ‘I’m pretty sure you know what i would do and what I’m capable of.’ Gitae said looking outside the car window, he didn’t even seem to mind the fact that the smoke that left his mouth when he spoke to you had made the glass fogged. ‘Don’t you?’ He turned back to you, a slight smirk plastered on his face yet his eyes seemed as sharp and sadistic as ever.
Conclusions: they would all kill the other person and yes sammy would be in a very toxic and abusive relationship
2.2k. G/N. Gitae Kim x reader. Reader is morally grey. Gets spicy (Prequel-ish: An Introduction) Other Masterlists
“So, let me get this straight."
"Mm." Goo hums, meaning go ahead.
"You're paying me to babysit?"
"Man-sit," he interjects.
"Whatever." You flap your hand, "but I am looking after this person, correct?"
"Yes my little sweetpea." Goo rests his head on your shoulder, so close you could count his eyelashes and see the way his pupils dilate. "It's my secret friend's first time back in Seoul after being away. It'll be good for you to show him around."
"...I'm charging my usual rate."
"Sure-"
"And you're covering our expenses."
He rolls his eyes, "Ugh, fine."
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Gitae Kim, from what you have managed to find out, is patricidal and a powerful man with unsavoury dealings.
"Play nice," was Goo's parting advice when you came to him with your concerns.
"Play nice?!" You say, voice shrill. Goo grins.
"Fuck you, my rate just tripled."
The grin drops and is replaced by a scowl.
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"I thought we could try this place. It serves the best yukhoe." You gaze over to Gitae sitting in the passenger seat as you navigate the roads, checking if there's any response.
Nothing.
"Raw beef tartare." You explain, "I've heard you can be bloodthirsty."
His eyes flicker to you and you give him your most charming smile.
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Head resting in your palm and elbow on the table, you observe him.
You find his table manners leaves a lot to be desired and watching him has put you off your own meal.
He eats like a beast but if the ferocity that he attacks his food is anything to go by, you're right on the money with guessing his taste.
"Let's get you another drink," you murmur, signalling for the staff. "Goo will kill me if you choke to death and I'm not practised with the heimlich."
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"That was good, right?" You ask, striding alongside and trying to match Gitae step for step as he ignores you.
"I think you enjoyed it. Or you look like you did. I'm not really a fan of raw anything to be honest but gotta be a good host." You direct a smile his way and he hasn't even glanced over at you. You shrug it off and continue to ramble. "I'm still pretty hungry. There's a really good bubble tea place round here and they have a limited edition drink I want to get-"
"No," Gitae cuts in rudely.
"It won't take five minutes."
"No." He repeats, indicating there's no room for argument.
"Aww, cmon," you pout and he once again continues to ignore you. You consider going anyway, with or without Gitae.
Goo, face scrunched up in anger and shrieking obscenities, pops into your mind's eye when you imagine telling him that you might have lost his secret friend because you wanted a bubble tea.
"Fine," you grumble and throw Gitae a dirty look.
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Gapryong's eldest is a man of few words and it only adds to his intimidating and menacing aura.
You've seen his list of achievements and he is not someone you want as an enemy. But when someone is this difficult, your default is to try and see what response you can get out of them.
"You know they have vapes now," you signal at the pipe hanging from his belt as you continue to walk next to him.
"Do you smoke?" you ask, and expectedly, he doesn't respond,
"No? I guess it's cool you're committing to it for aesthetic reasons." Then dammit, you wonder what has gotten into you. Maybe it's hanging out with Goo too much because you can't help but add, "Even if it makes you a bit... y'know."
He slows, looking over at you at the same time that you pull a face. Indicating clearly you meant 'cringe' even if you didn't say it aloud.
"You do you though," you say, giving him a thumbs up.
He looks at you for a beat longer, head tilted and eyes narrowed, before continuing on his way with you scurrying to catch up.
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By the end of the first week, Gitae has responded to exactly three things that you've said.
The second week, he's still mostly silent but he actually looks at you sometimes when you talk.
The third week, he calls you by your name when he demands your attention and you're surprised that he even knows who you are.
And the fourth - you manage to make him laugh.
Ok, maybe laugh is a bit generous, but he exhales harder than usual and you're sure he's at least amused.
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GItae thinks you're strange.
You run your mouth like you don't know who you're talking to, though you anticipate his needs and preferences like you've been studying him for most of your life.
You're this side of irritating, but not irritating enough that he wants to kill you.
And, the few times he tunes in to your comments, he admits that he finds you quite entertaining.
No-one has spoken to him like you do in a long time. There's a refreshing honesty to your words, and he's also confident that you're not going to stab him in the back at any second to wrest control of his cartel territory, which is also a welcome change from his usual company
It means that he can relax around you, or relax as much as someone like him can..
All in all, progress. Gitae finds himself trusting you like you're his second-in-command.
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"What do you do for fun?" You ask. Gitae doesn't respond.
Right, you think, back to ignoring me.
You roll your eyes and start to ramble about this and that. You tell him that you're chronically online, giving a wry smile, and say it's a general side effect of your job but at least it's interesting to know the ins and outs of a few things.
Really though, maybe you should consider taking up some exercise to get fit or even as a form of self defence with your line of work and the people you come into contact with (you give Gitae a side eye at this) but it's kinda hard to find the time and-
"I can teach you," comes Gitae's low voice.
"What?"
"I can teach you," he repeats and your mouth drops open in shock.
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Ok, as far as bad ideas go, this is a terrible one.
First, Gitae is huge. There is no chance you could even win in a spar or anything against him. You doubt even bullets would be able to penetrate that muscle.
Second, there is a lot of close contact and even more touching.
You aim a punch with all your might at him, any part of him. He deflects without effort, capturing your fist in his palm and he pulls you to his body. Chest against your back, wrapping his arms around you and pinning your own to your side as you try to wriggle out of his grasp.
He leans down to murmur into your ear. "You're very weak." You can feel his voice rumbling through his chest. "But you're very fun."
Your eyes snap to his at his words.
He's grinning, for the first time you've been with him. Eyes crazed and pupils blown, breath hot on your skin.
"Thanks!" You dip your head just before throwing it back sharply, connecting to Gitae's nose with a loud crack.
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Gitae's nose isn't broken though it is bruised.
You apologise profusely and he tells you you have nothing to apologise for.
"It's a great hit."
You halt in your apologies, peering up at him through your lashes with a smug smirk, "I know."
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Your response plays on his mind.
The lift of your lips, the sharpness of your smile, the confidence in your eyes, that half-lidded gaze.
"I know."
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Gitae sees you in a new light.
He has enough of an understanding of Goo Kim to know that he's selective with his secret friends, and you have talked enough that Gitae also understands you play the role of brain rather than brawn.
Though he did not expect such viciousness to hide under your veneer, or you to be capable of such an underhanded move.
He's impressed.
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"Why do all these shows make Mexico so blue?" You ask, watching a scene unfold on your phone. "Is it actually?"
You hold out the device to Gitae, some drama show playing and Mexico is indeed blue tinged.
"No."
"Hmm. It'll be cool to see for myself." You murmur, pulling your phone back.
Gitae pauses. The idea of you in his territory is very appealing. He can demonstrate to you exactly the kind of man he is, the power he wields. He can relish the impressed (or horrified) look on your face.
"I can show you," he says and you beam at the offer.
"Deal!"
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“How many people have you killed with this?” you flex your hands, signalling ‘gimme’ and Gitae passes over his axe.
“Too many to count.”
“Cool,” you say nonchalantly, testing your grip. Gitae gives you a strange look.
“I gather intel, remember. That’s my thing,” you say, swinging the axe experimentally a few times and appreciating the heft behind it.
The meaning is clear: I know all your secrets and Gitae, to his surprise, feels some respite at this fact.
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"Fuck," you squirm to no avail, trapped underneath Gitae as he looks down at you lazily, inches from your face.
Your wrists are pinned above your head, held in place by his grip as his other hand rests, light but threatening, on your throat.
You have had a few other training sessions since the first one, and the way they had gone was all pure luck. You had managed to gain the upperhand by complete fluke.
This time you feel completely stuck. Movement completely restricted. Gitae straddles your hips and you’re left unable to escape. You have no way to get close and cause any damage.
"Looks like you lose," he says.
You buck your hips, trying to throw him off but the weight and strength difference is too vast. He barely moves even with all your effort and you’re left more dishevelled than before. Shirt riding up and hair in your eyes and mouth.
“Fuck,” you groan again, elongating the word and pouting.
You peer up at Gitae and find his eyes flicking between your jutted out bottom lip and your sliver of skin on show.
An idea pops into your head. It may be your worst one yet.
Throwing caution to the wind, you tilt your head up in one swift movement and kiss Gitae full on the mouth. You make contact harder than anticipated, almost clashing your teeth painfully together but adjusting the angle just in time.
His body stills when he realises what you’re doing.
“Why-” he asks, pulling away, and you take advantage of the distance to nip at his bottom lip and reel him back in.
Gitae’s thoughts are cut off.
You bite down roughly, feel your sharp canines punctuating skin.
Blood bursts onto your tongue and he lets out a guttural groan, eyes boring into yours and darkened with lust.
His other hand releases your wrist, caressing over your body, slipping down until it reaches your bare exposed skin. He slides his palm under your top, long, thick fingers splaying over your ribs.
With your hands now free, you continue kissing him, mingling spit and saliva and bursts of metallic tang.
You squirm and this time, Gitae gives in to what you want; rearranging his position without breaking contact. Tongue delving into your mouth. Tasting you as you wrap your legs around his hips.
Taking advantage of the situation, you hug your arms around his neck and use your body as leverage to flip him over. Straddling him as his hardness grinds into you and his hands circle your waist to press your body close.
You can feel exactly how turned on he is, how much he wants you. And god, you’re just as fucking horny. You want him just as badly, except now you’ve managed to climb on top, the whole point of this came rushing back. You absolutely hate yourself for stopping this but-
It’s the principle.
“You know,” you murmur into his mouth, then pushing up off his chest to sit up, “I think I’ve won. Again”
Gitae frowns at the sudden loss of contact, “What?”
“I’ve won. Pretend this is a knife,” you smirk, holding your hand against his throat, in an almost-mirror image of your previous position. “I would have killed you.”
Gitae’s eyes widened in surprise, “You did this… to win?”
“Yep!”
“I didn’t expect you to play so dirty.” He says, grinning maniacally as the pieces click into place and he finds himself completely captivated.
“I play as dirty as I need to,” you tell him, tongue swiping out to lick the remnants of his blood from your lips before dipping your head down to kiss him and continue where you left off.
I might do a part 2 if this is well-received. Sorry if OOC, I've never written a fanfic before, but I worked up the courage!!
Reader falling asleep on lookism men, cuddling talk, genderless terms and no physical traits of reader mentioned.
Includes: Gun, Kitae, Jake, Samuel
Gun:
Overall, I can't see Gun greatly inconveniencing himself for the reader, like refusing to move or putting off his day just to avoid waking them. If he does have to leave, he'd make sure the reader is comfortable before he goes, a loving gesture in his own way. Gun doesn't want them falling asleep in an awkward position and possibly hurting themselves.
I don't imagine Gun to be a "natural" cuddler type, but for you, he'd tolerate it and do his best not to disturb you with too much movement. On days when he isn't busy, he'd stay as still as he can without completely inconveniencing himself.
Over time, I think Gun would come to genuinely enjoy the peace and security of the reader choosing to sleep on him. Listening to your steady, rhythmic breaths would put him at ease. I especially think he'd like it when the reader falls asleep on him while he's occupied with his hobbies, which seem pretty quiet and peaceful, like woodcarving.
Kitae
Kitae doesn't seem to mind people (or at least the ones he "likes") falling asleep or resting on him. If anything, he seems to enjoy lounging around himself quite a bit. (Though I can't actually tell if Kitae ever sleeps,, maybe that would explain the dark circles.)
I think Kitae would be more than fine with the reader falling asleep on him, so long as they're not getting in the way when he's handling business that has him constantly getting up and moving around. If it's a long meeting, I think he'd have no issue with the reader cozying up against him. Who in their right mind is going to make a comment about you? If you're at home, I think he'd be pretty indifferent about it too. He isn't going to go out of his way to make you more comfortable, but he won't move you either. I don't imagine he sees much intimacy in it; if it's something you enjoy, it doesn't bother him. He might even take the opportunity to catch some sleep himself.
If he doesn't have the time to let the reader sleep on him, I think he'd be pretty callous about moving you off. I don't imagine he'd be especially rough or violent (at least not on purpose), but he wouldn't bother setting you down somewhere cozy either. He feels no guilt about acting in his own interest, and if he has somewhere to be, that's his priority.
Jake
Jake would be thrilled if he has nothing to do and a sad if he's busy and has places to be.
I can see Jake being a big cuddler. I think it would be a huge source of pride for him that the reader feels safe and secure enough to fall asleep on him, and because he doesn't want to break that trust, he'd struggle to move unless it's genuinely urgent. He's a boss, of course, so if push comes to shove, he'll carefully move you somewhere cozy and come back as quickly as possible so the reader knows they weren't abandoned.
If it happens during the day, I think it'd stress him out a bit more. Big Deal needs him constantly, and he struggles to find a balance between his responsibilities and the people he loves, something his father struggled with, too, which might make him anxious about the situation, even if it is just moving you as you sleep.
I think Jake would love it most if the reader chose to curl up with him at night or in the evening, when everything has finally settled down. Then he can give the reader his undivided attention and soothe his own worries by listening to the steady beat of your heart. It's in moments like those that he feels the safest and most at peace. More than anything, he hopes the reader understands that even though he's busy being a boss, he'll always do whatever he can to make time for them, and he feels genuinely honored that they trust him enough to fall asleep on him.
Samuel
I think Samuel would behave a lot like Kitae, though less callous. It would definitely annoy him if the reader fell asleep on him while he's busy. He's constantly working and would probably think, "Couldn't you just sleep at home or at night?" If the timing is especially inconvenient or unprofessional, I could even see him waking the reader up. (not in an aggressive way)
If it's a situation where he can stay seated, though, I think it might fuel his ego a bit to have somebody beautiful resting against him. At the same time, I don't think he'd like other people paying too much attention to you while you sleep, and it might make him a little jealous or irritated.
At home, it's kind of hard for me to say whether it would annoy him or not. He seems to value his personal space quite a bit. I don't think he'd resent the situation or the reader of course, he just wouldn't really understand it. If the reader explained that falling asleep on him makes them feel safe and comfortable, I can see him becoming much more tolerant of it. Maybe it would even make him happy that somebody sees him as a safety net. It might make him feel strong or chosen in a way. He'd definitely prefer the reader keep it as a home activity, though, where he can still do his own thing while keeping the reader comfortable.
