#mgcoin

Fic. Fic idea. But something I haven’t done ever before because it’ll be a Lee!Reader one…

…where the reader is in MG coin’s place during the scene where Thanos and Nam-gyu are bullying him in the dorm. Yknow. When In-ho has to step in.

Reader was the one to peddle Dalmatian coin and Thanos and Nam-gyu are PISSED.

hii.. im vik ... or mgcoin urrmmm... im 13 and ive experienced easy attachments to the wrong people in my life that could make up for how i get so easily attached to things like this. ive also faced other things id rather not disclose as for being too personal,

info :

im REALLY attached to myung-gi, i also see myself AS him irl and online, so id prefer anyone who shipped themselves with him or say they are an irl myunggi to dni, its nothing against you, i just simply dont feel comfortable with it :-)

um i dont have any other information yet.....

Chai had seen him before. He could almost remember the feeling of those hands on his skin, lips against his neck, his chest, his stomach... And that was saying something, because Chai rarely remembered any of it nowadays. It was all a blur, all just man after man, night after night, money handed over and then immediately sent to his godforsaken father back in Thailand, leaving him with barely enough to cover the rent on his tiny, tiny stupid apartment. If it could even be called that.

But the man walking into the club, towards the bar... Chai remembered him. His tongue brushed over his lip from where he was leaning against a table, seeking out which big spender he'd target, and for just a brief moment... debated whether going for the man again would work out. Maybe he was the kind to want someone new each night, it was hard to tell with the more wealthy clients. When they could have their pick of anyone, some preferred to sample it all. But Chai was nothing if not terrible at avoiding temptation, and so his feet were carrying him over before he could help it, sliding up beside Myung-Gi with a flirty smile as ever.

"Couldn't stay away, hm?" He hummed, leaning a hip against the bar, body tilted just so in the way he'd done time and time again, but felt almost exciting this time.