#donald na x reader

[yoonisweakforthishero]

Hey Yoon!!!!🥰

I saw the request open so if you don’t mind taking my request can you do a one for Eunjang + Union boys who has a girlfriend who is very beautiful and get hit on by boys all the time.

Thank you!!😊

𓇻 When you get hit on all the time

Feat. Gray, Ben, Gerard, Alex, Donald, Jake, Wolf x gn!reader

Warnings. suggestive for donald

A/N: Hi anon! Thank you so much for requesting! I didn't know what to write for a while but hopefully this is good :> I hope you enjoy!

Gray yeon

Ever since you started to date him, Gray has constantly talked about studies and how you should apply to the same cram school to “increase your grades.”

But his intentions involved also giving himself an excuse to spend more time with you.

You eventually gave in because well.. he does have a point… A little bit of studying could certainly help your grades.

He always seems to have extra classes which means that you usually tend to wait for him so you can walk home together.

“Hey sorry y/n did you wait for a long time..?” gray would suddenly pop up, always feeling bad to make you wait after him.

“Not at all! Let’s go already!” You grabbed him as you got up and ready to go, smiling at him reassuringly.

Gray hasn’t really told you this before but he’s glad you’re in his life. Simple moments like walking together always seem to remind him of how lucky he is to have you.

As you were walking home together, some guys started to check you out. Not an unusual thing in your life but it still is very uncomfortable every time.

One of them chased after you. “Hey sorry, I was just wondering if I could get your number? You’re really pretty,” He said, bowing down as he presented his phone.

You can tell Gray feels jealous or uncomfortable because he suddenly became stiff. Honestly, if looks could have killed, I assure you he would have been dead.

“They’re taken,” He assured the guy coldly, taking your hand immediately. “Come on y/n… Let’s go this way,” he would softly whisper to you, pulling your hand a bit.

After you have gone a bit far, you start to recognize the street you’re in. This is the way to Master Arcade.

“I must be lucky to have you since everyone else can also see your worth,” he would tell you while holding your hand closer, he smiles at you and pats your forehead.

“A game of Tekken?” he would ask you, getting some coins out. “Oh you’re so on! I have been practicing lately so I can take you out!” You point to him as your sudden competitive spirit comes out. 

He looks at you softly as you pump your fists into the air walking into the arcade.

How was he this lucky to have you love him? 

Ben park

I know Eunjang is an all boys school but for the plot we will ignore this fact :>

“Hey, you heard? Apparently there’s a hottie in class 1-7.” A group of guys commented “Yeah, I heard they look like they came from a tv drama.” They would whisper to each other. 

Curiosity will eventually kill these cats because they were on their way to see who the pretty hottie is that everyone is talking about. 

“Woah! They’re absolutely beautiful,” They chatted as they would form around your classroom door. “Dude you should totally go ask for their number. You’re one of the most popular guys,” 

“Yeah.. You know what? I will.” The group started to hype each other to go ask for your number. “Wait! But guys if the rumors are also right.. Then… they are dating Ben Park..” The last words rolled off his tongue slowly, warning the others as if trying to avoid a stirring storm.  

“Really? Well I mean… Do you see him? Cause I don’t so” He started to state it cockly. “I’m getting their number if it’s the last thing I do.” He started to comb his hair with his hand, preparing himself.

“Oh.. well it might be the last thing you do then,” a voice stated from behind. Startled by this, the group turned around to see none other than Ben Park at the entrance of your classroom with a plastic bag. 

 Trembling the group realized that maybe this could certainly be the last thing they do. Maybe they should have been careful on what they say if they don’t want it to come true.

“We.. were just about to leave,” one of the guys mentioned as they started to slowly move out of the place. 

“Unless you really want it to be the last thing you do, don’t come back to get their number. They’re already taken.” Ben looked back at them to stand his point. They didn’t even dare to look back and all Ben could hear was whispers from them. “Shit dude, I told you they were taken.”

Like a lightswitch, his sudden dark person turned into the overgrown puppy you know. “Babe! I got us some snacks and drinks!” He announced as he got into your classroom. 

“Thank you! Also you didn’t get into another fight right? I heard some noise outside the classroom again.” You asked him as he took the chair in front of your desk, your hand on his cheek checking for any wounds.

“No… But y/n. I do have a question..” Ben slowly asked as if he was entering a dangerous area. He held his head with his hands and looked at your table, refusing to look into your eyes. 

“If hypothetically.. Some guys that were actually good looking came and gave you their number.. What would you do?” His eyes finally lifted up to look into yours.

“What? Where did this come from? Ben, you know I have eyes for you only. As long as you want me to, I will always love you.” You stroke his cheek affectionately trying to melt away any worries or insecurities he might have.

“Well then that’ll be for a long long time won’t it?” He smiled softly at you and you could almost see an imaginary tail wagging perked up at your response. “Yeah it certainly will be for a long time,” you chucked at his fast mood switch. 

“Come here babe!” He called out to you as he grabbed your wrist to pull you out of your chair and into a big hug.

It stayed that way until the teacher had to literally drag him out when break was over because he refused to let go of you. 

Gerard Jin

It’s no secret that you’re beautiful and it’s less of a secret that Gerard likes to admire your beauty. 

Gerard’s gaze has been stuck to you ever since he first saw you. He always admires you like a painting in a museum.

Sometimes it isn’t noticeable that he’s admiring, because of his broccoli head no one really knew where his eyes were looking.

Other times, it’s a bit noticeable and you would make accidental eye contact. Always end up with him blushing. 

The funny thing is that now that you're dating, he still blushes after you catch him staring at you. 

Another thing is that since he also cut his hair, it's so easy to tell when he's looking at you.

"You're staring at me again.." you would call out to him. Sitting down next to him, you can see he laid down as he nuzzles his head with his arms. 

"... You're beautiful," is all he would say. If you turn to look at him, you can see him becoming nervous.

It's honestly cute how nervous and shy he still gets even after dating you for a bit now. 

"Oh.. I almost lost track of time because of you. I need to head to my part time," he started mentioning. "Well then let's go together!" You pat his head, signaling him to stand up. 

Maybe because of the slight difference in height, it always felt safe to walk around him with. No matter where you went.

Suddenly a group of guys would come up to you. "Hey, we were wondering since you're pretty if you would give any of us a shot?" One of the guys at the front asked you.

Overwhelmed by the sudden attention, you were unsure of what to do. "They are really pretty aren't they?" Gerard would softly laugh as he put his arm around you. 

Gerard trusts you so much that he feels like he doesn't need to reject guys for you. He knows that deep down you love only him. 

Grabbing Gerard's hand and pulling yourself closer to him, you rejected their offer. The guys looked disappointed but they didn't try to persuade you any further. A no is a no and they understand that.

The trust that this guy has in you is so strong that not once has he ever doubted you. He knows many guys are trying to date you and yet he trusts that you respect the relationship enough to never give your number. 

Every time someone flirts with you, he just holds you close. That's all he needs to know you're still there with him.

"How about I get you delicious chicken after my shift?" He would ask sweetly. "Employees discount! Plus Ttosikki Chicken is the best," He added, his mouth watering just at the thought. 

"Chicken is a great comfort food don't you think?" He would say as he stops for a moment to peck your forehead for a moment. 

Close to him, you can hear his heart beating for you only.

Alex go

Alex Go saved a whole universe in his past life. Or at least that's what he kept thinking when the most gorgeous person said they have feelings for him as well. 

I mean what other reason would there be for this literal divine figure to like him. 

Even Ben got jealous that Alex has such an amazing person. "Man, you really scored with y/n.. So lucky.. When will it be my turn," Ben would tell him the first time you guys started dating. 

Yet at least Ben respected your relationship unlike other jerks who would not only swear they could totally win your heart if they tried but also beat Alex and put him in his place.

At first he tried to ignore it but the insults were starting to get to him and eventually he got into more fights than he needed to. 

Ben was worried. More than anything, you were especially worried because you would always see the aftermath of the reckless fights he would get in.

As much as you hate it, you would always bandage his wounds as best as you could. Always begging him to please stop getting into so many unnecessary fights.

"Are we still up for pool?" You texted Alex just to make sure something didn't come up.

"Yeah of course. Can't wait to see you :)" Alex texted back as he put his phone in his pocket and hurried into the pool hall that by now he's probably a VIP customer.

You moved your way to the pool hall and as soon as you opened the door you saw Alex already waiting for you at the table the group always plays in.

“Game on y/n!” Alex greets you as he grabs your hand and leads you toward the game.

You could pick what the loser and winner gets and he wanted a kiss every time he won, really making him concentrate in the game. 

He just kisses your cheek when it’s your turn to throw you off balance and it worked the first few times. Cheating? Yeah possibly but not according to him. 

When it was his turn, the door suddenly fling open which startled the both of  you. It also caused him to completely miss the shot and the ball going the opposite direction he wanted it to.

A bit annoyed but nevertheless tried to ignore them but them on the other hand? It was clear that they were interested in you two. You specifically.  

One of the guys starts to approach your table and starts leaning against your pool table. 

“I’m making the first move when it comes to talking, so I’m expecting you to make the first move when it comes to kissing.” He says as his body suddenly leans towards you, giving you a sly smirk.

“Back off prick.” Alex pushes him back and gets in between you. He is not taking this disrespect and right in front of him as well. The nerve of this guy. 

“And who are you supposed to be? I don’t have time for idiots like you.” The guy starts laughing at him and that was the last straw Alex needed. 

A fight broke out and you tried your best to control it. Eventually Alex beat them but he wasn’t in the mood to play anymore. Besides being ashamed of how easy it ticked him off, he left without another word.

You followed him, calling out to him trying to get his attention. Eventually he stopped and you were able to reassure him.

“I’m sorry y/n..” He whispered to the point you almost didn’t hear him. “Alex.. You know I care for you a lot so I get worried when you get into fights like that. I love you a lot and don’t want to accidentally lose you or anything.. You know?” You told him gently. 

That hit a spot for Alex. He understands that feeling better than anyone else. “Yeah.. I know..”

“So promise me you won’t get into any more unnecessary fights okay? I treasure you so I don’t want you ruining that beautiful face of yours or I’ll personally throw hands!” Lifting your pinkie, he kisses you instead.

“I promise.”

Donald Na

Being in a relationship with Donald is a bit difficult at times.

That’s because he doesn’t go around saying you’re his partner or anything because he knows how easy of a target that would make you. Him being the Union leader and all of that. 

But he still gets jealous whenever someone tries to make a move on you. Which unfortunately for him are very often.

This is why he always makes sure he creates time to spend with you. Always, If he can’t go announcing you’re his partner and to leave you alone. At least he can spend more time with you in private. 

His favorite way to show everyone that you’re taken without necessarily having to announce it is to mark you. 

He loves to put them everywhere on your body, your neck, collarbone, back, chest, and even stomach. 

It shows everyone you’re his without people questioning it. 

You were on a business dinner with the union when one of the guys that you’re trying to negotiate with won’t stop flirting with you. 

You do subtle glances at Donald to see if he’s looking… Only to make eye contact with him every single time. 

You try to play off the flirtiness and try to come across as professional but this guy just wouldn’t stop. 

“I think this meeting is over. We’ll call you again next time to discuss things.” Donald called off the meeting suddenly. Most of the guys confused left. 

Along with everyone else you tried to leave, when Donald called you. “Not you y/n.. I believe we still have many things to discuss,” he would say in a way that would give you shivers down the spine. 

“Donald.. You know I wasn’t flirting,” you tell him and he nods. “Yes I know.. Come here for a second,” he says as he pats the seat next to him. 

When you got close, he brushed your hair away. You gasp at the cold sudden hands.

“Oh.. I see,” he mentioned quietly. More to himself than anything as if taking a note. 

“It seems like the marks are fading away y/n…” His fingers tracing the marks slowly. 

“Don’t you think it’s time to redo them?” He got close to you enough that you could feel his breath on your collarbone. 

“You have time for me.. Correct?” 

Jake Ji

Jake loves to spend time with you even when you’re both not doing anything particularly together but still in each other's company. 

You can tell when he gets jealous because he whines and gets all clingy.

You get flirted with a lot so it happens often. You've gotten used to it by now. 

“Y/nnnnn, you still love me right? Even if those guys would have given you their number you would still only call me right?”

Although, there was an incident way before. Which honestly halved the people who now flirt with you.

He almost beat to death some assholes who kept harassing you when you said no to them multiple times. One of them even tried to corner you so you couldn’t run away from them anymore. 

It was relieving to see your boyfriend but when you saw a face that even struck fear to you, you felt unsure on what to do or say. 

He beat them up to the point they needed to be hospitalized but if you didn’t call out to him that day maybe they would have been in a cemetery rather than a hospital.

Really it took you completely by shock because you only knew one side of Jake up til this moment, which is the aloof and outgoing guy. 

Easy to say, most if not all the guys who knew about the incident refused to flirt with you.

Yet those who didn’t, well we pray they don’t trigger something in jake to repeat the incident.

Well today you were on a small picnic with him, he was lying down reading his newest manga that he picked up. 

A guy came up to you “Hi sorry to bother but my friend over there thinks you’re cute and he’s too shy to come ask for your number.” He said as he pointed to a group of friends who were elbowing one blond guy. 

“Ah, sorry but I already have someone,” you would just reply as the guy bowed down and retreated away. 

You turn around to look at Jake, a tiny bit worried about his reaction, only to see that he’s just staring into the other guy’s soul.

“Jake…” You called out to him as you waved your hand in front of his face. “Y/n to Jake?” you call out to him softly. 

He just tilts his head to meet your eyes. “Y/n,” he called out to you in a serious voice.

“Do I not look like your boyfriend enough?” Is the very next thing that comes out of his mouth. 

“What-” Before you even got to question him, he added another question. “Should I wear a shirt that says I’m y/n’s boyfriend?” He looks a bit too happy at the idea.

“Jake no-” “Jake yes!” 

After the quick exchange he went back to reading his manga. The only difference is that now he’s laying on your legs. “You love me right?” A sudden question that Jake asked after a moment of silence.

“Jake, of course I do. You know that. I love you and no one will ever take your place. Ever.”

Days later, you realized… he wasn’t joking about the shirt. 

Wolf Keum

You have been dating Wolf for a little bit now which means he has definitely noticed the amount of people that try to gain your number are a tad higher than average. 

Honestly, he wasn’t trying to be possessive or come out as jealous all the time but the amount of people always checking you out was starting to be irritating.

One day, he noticed a guy who seemed way older than both of you was eyeing you. Something in his brain just clicked.. and he started to count.

‘1.. 2…’ and before he got to 3 the guy stopped looking. A sound of disapproval could be heard from him as you looked over wondering what was going on in his head.

From then on, he applies the 3 second rule to you as well. Now anyone that looked at either him or you for longer than 3 seconds would find themselves in Wolf's hands on an alleyway the next night. 

It was late at night and Wolf suddenly texted you. “Sleeping?” Based on past experience, this either means that he’s in front of your house or that he was thinking about you and can’t sleep. 

You look at your window to see a purple hair standing. He looked up to see your face as he waves and smiles. 

Welp, time to get your coat. Meeting him outside, you wonder what he was up to this time.

“Are you hungry?” He softly put his arm around as he looked around. “Convenience store trip?” He asked again. 

“Why not? Let’s go for it!” You told him as you leaned into his body warmth.

At the convenience store you got yourself some cookies and some snacks while Wolf didn’t get much snacks but only a drink and some cigarettes.

You sat on the table outside of the convenience store. There was a bit of wind but not enough to be too cold. In some form it was actually comforting.

Wolf smoked for a bit away from the table. He didn’t want the smoke to constantly be bothering you when you’re trying to eat. 

Yet that’s when a big tall man came up to your table and was starting to flirt with you. You were starting to look uncomfortable as the man sat down on the chair where Wolf was going to sit. 

Wolf noticed and he started to count. “1…” he got up from his crouching position “2..” he put out his cigarette and started to walk towards the table. “3…” he got in front of the guy and smiled. Well, well, well, what a good reason to pick a fight with this new prick. 

He took his glasses off and put them on the table as the guy got up from the chair. “Are you deaf? I said, what are you smiling at?” Wolf didn’t hesitate as a punch immediately landed on the guy’s face.

 Taken back a bit the guy tumbled backwards, he quickly recovered to land a hit on Wolf but it didn’t seem to affect him one bit. 

Wolf only walked closer to him as the guy suddenly got nervous at his opponent. He punched him again only to get no reaction again.. 

Wolf got close and landed punch after punch after punch. When he was no longer reactive, Wolf was a bit disappointed in how quick he gave up. 

“That’s it? Where’s the guy who tried to rob my girl? The guy who got all up in my face?” He said as he grabbed the guy by the hair, only to let him go and kick his head. 

“Wolf..?” You called out from behind. “Nothing to see here, I’m done anyways. Sorry to keep you waiting,” he mentions as he gets close to you. Noticing he has blood on his hand he tries to clean it up.

“Tell me if anyone else bothers you,” He says as he hugs you. His heart was still pumping from the adrenaline he got from the fight.

“Anyone who dares to look at you for longer than 3 seconds.. I’ll put them back in their place because they clearly forget where their level is”

#weak hero #weak hero webtoon #ben park #gerard jin #gray yeon #weak hero manhwa #weak hero x reader #gray yeon x reader #donald na #wolf keum #jake ji #eunjang gang #union #ben park x reader #alex go #alex go x reader #gerard jin x reader #wolf keum x reader #donald na x reader #jake ji x reader #writing #requests open

[gojocp]

Can I ask for Yan! Wolf Keum and Yan! Donald Na??

They're having a lil sister that completely opposite them (PLATONICALLY)

I can see Wolf being an overprotective brother to the point her friend/s is on thin ice with him whether they're girls or boys (boys are even worse tbh–)

And Donald being manipulative, possessive over his sister. Since they live in toxic life circle before, it's make it easier for him to convince his lil sister that world outside is just cruel and dirty. So yeah. Just him, money and math union

Thank you <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

cw: yandere!wolf and donald, reader is their younger sister, mentions of abusive household featuring: yan!wolf keum, yan!donald na

a/n: hello! tysm for the request! sorry it took so long 😭😭 school has been a pain!! anyway, here it is! hope you enjoy!

WOLF KEUM: ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

honestly, wolf seems like the kinda guy to watch from afar

like i can totally see him beating up (y/n)'s classmates if they step out of line

but i feel like he would just sit far away and watch

but if someone hurts you, then may they rest in peace

cuz wolf is NOTTT playing around

like, someone shoves you in the halls?

they're meeting wolf at the back of the school and coming the next day with bandages all over them

oh? some guys in your class are making jokes at your expense?

okay, they never interact with you for the rest of the year

your friend spilled something on you by accident?

you practically have to beg wolf not to fight them

and he doesn't, since you're asking

but he'll glare daggers at them like he's trying to kill them with his eyes the rest of the time they're around you

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

DONALD NA: ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

donald seems like he wouldn't care on the outside

but on the inside, wheeww

he's planning an attack against whoever messed with you

also, connecting to my other yan!donald fic

i feel like he would go out of his way to manipulate you to stay with him

saying things like, "where will you go?" "i'm all you have (y/n), do you want to end up like dad?" "i'll keep you safe, i've been doing it since we left home"

yeah, you also don't know what happened to your dad, all you know is he was found dead in an alleyway

since you both came from the same abusive household and lost the same family members, it's easier for him to convince you. seeing as how you were already mentally messed up from the abuse you witnessed and endured

if someone tries to get back at him by hurting you, he's got union members disposing of their body

first, he goes and comforts you, taking you home, making food, and putting you to sleep

next, he's paying a personal visit to whoever hurt you

honestly, i feel like donald would be the scariest yandere, cuz he's just got and ears everywhere

#donald na weak hero #yandere donald #donald na #donald na x reader #wolf keum weak hero #wolf keum x reader #wolf keum #weak hero webtoon #weak hero #weak hero x reader #weak hero headcanons #gojocp

[imvriix]

Hi!Is it okay is I request Donald with a childhood friend reader who's an absolute sweetheart and is always bubbly? Thanks!!♡♡♡♡

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𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢

donald na x gn! reader

same scenario with gray, ben, alex gerard and teddy

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                 ⋆*･ﾟ:     :✧*⋆   ･ﾟ

whenever you were around, he could swear his teeth hurt from your sweetness.

you being around him seemed to fit into his routine, and as much as you clouded his thoughts without having to lift a finger, he wasn't one to stray from his habits. if only the two of you hadn't crossed paths so long ago, maybe it'd be easier for him to push you away, maybe his heart would stop beating so much when you made an appearance, and maybe he'd be able to focus on something that didn't revolve around you and your stupid pretty face.

you always wanted to be around him, not being too clingy, but making sure he was near by. and he just couldn't bring himself to tell you to get lost. he'd say he'd be colder and more strict in your mess of a relationship, but all those thoughts were left forgotten when he feels your hands tug on his sleeve when you felt intimidated by the multiple punks staring at you.

and your hands, for gods sake. if it was possible, he'd give you the entire world to hold and control in those soft hands of yours. so different to his, not rough from fights, not sticky from blood, not used for anything unpure. he'd pay attention to the small flicks of your fingers and the details in your palms whenever you did anything, your actions so fluent and mesmerising.

the two of you sit in his office even though its dark, people watching. you pulled out a chair to place next to his, more specifically turned towards his. one of his hands was held by one of yours, while the other was carefully placing dainty bandaids on his bruised knuckles. your eyes were squinted and your cheeks puffed up in concentration as he stares at you.

you rambled on about the first thing coming into your head while he listened. it was normally like this between the two of you, you talk, he listens, besides a few sentences every so often. neither of you minded, your words soft as you talked slowly and calmly. it was so strange compared to the constant shit talking and harsh voices donald was used to, but your constant hushed tone was addictive to listen to.

" i brought you some dessert too. you stay cooped up in here like a hermit, i doubt its very healthy. your meant to be getting 8 hours of sleep, you know? such a vampire. " you laugh.

" i sleep just fine. " he says as you let out a breath of laughter.

he wonders how someone like you was able to decide he was worth the time and effort to care for and talk to so freely. he wouldn't have given you the time of day if you hadn't been the one to change his world, to prevent him from falling even deeper into a world of selfishness and inequality.

" yeah, yeah, dracula. i barely see you eat too, whats up with you neglecting your basic needs? is that the new fashion with gangsters? i wasn't sure what type of food you like, so i just got a dessert. you seem like a dessert type of guy. " you carry on, lightly shaking your head at him dismissing things like sleep and food.

" fine, ill eat it later. " he says, though you don't feel very convinced. you take the fancy box out the paper bag, opening it and pressing the sweet up to his lips while a smile graced your own. his mouth trembled when he slightly opened it and took a small bite.

you smiled even more now, feeling proud of yourself for getting him to actually eat, even if it wasn't something very healthy. progress, right? you thought to yourself.

he turned his head slightly and looked towards the few people outside and the cars racing by, forcing a barely noticeable blush off of his face.

no matter how suffocated he felt when submerged into a world of greed and cruelty, he knew he could always rely on you to pull him out of it. thats just how you were.

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#donald na #donald na x reader #weak hero x reader #weak hero x gender neutral reader #donald na x gender neutral reader #weak hero union #weak hero webtoon

[satankilledmyghost]

next to me - donald na x reader

a/n: i've finally written something!!! *insert celebratory dance here* i tried to write a whole one shot?? thing? idk what to call it. also, i put female reader down just because i feel like with how i wrote this, it’s more suited for a female reader. but there’s no mention of gender or pronouns, just one use of the word ‘skirt’ so if that doesn’t bother you, this is for all. enjoy!

not important at all but this is one of my fav pics of donald i’m too obsessed with him omfg look at how he’s so fucking annoyed i just wanna hold his face and tell him how pretty he is and i’m rambling so i’ll shut up now

warnings: swearing, female reader, mentions of low test grades

“DONALD!” You exclaimed, bursting into his office. Donald lifted his head up from whatever he was working on at his desk and watched as you shut the door behind you and put your hands on your knees, trying to catch your breath. “Give me a second. I ran here.” You said between gasps of air, holding up a finger.

The corner of Donald’s mouth quirked up for a split second at seeing your frenzied state, then he turned back to his work. A minute later, you straightened yourself, fixed your uniform skirt, and skipped happily over to his desk, a giant smile on your face and your eyes shining with excitement. “Can I interrupt you for a quick second?”

You always felt like you had to ask. Though you’ve never seen him get angry, you could practically feel the danger vibrating from his aura on a daily basis.

“Technically, you already did when you ran in here like a wild animal, but go ahead.” You made a face at Donald’s comment and pushed a packet of paper into his line of sight. “Look! I actually did well on the math test we just had!”

You have always struggled with math and Donald had offered to help you study for the upcoming test when he had breaks in his day. It was gruesome having him as your tutor, but it all paid off when you finally scored above an 80%. You’ve always averaged in the mid to high 60’s, so this was a major improvement.

“I got an 83%! Isn’t that crazy? I totally thought I’d be worse.” You say cheerily. “I honestly couldn’t have passed without your help, so thank you! You’re fucking magic.” You said, smiling at Donald.

He didn’t know what to say. Though you always beam at his intellect, you constantly find ways to fluster him. “That’s great, y/n. Congratulations.” You hummed and shoved the test back into your bag.

“Whatcha working on today?” You asked, heading over to your spot on one of the couches. You’ve made it a habit to always go to Donald’s office when you both were free and you needed a quiet place to study.

“Just paperwork.” You looked back at Donald knowingly. “Did someone do something again?”

“Not really. I had Jake go across the river to retrieve a contract and it caused a fight between us and Cheongang. The company was being stubborn and caused this mess so now I have to deal with the documents to fix their issues.” Donald replied while writing something down.

You tilted your head, your eyebrows furrowing. You had finished setting yourself up for a couple hours of studying, your books and papers on the coffee table already, but you chose to forget about them for now. “Cheongang? I’ve never heard of them.”

“They’re an organization that’s on their second generation already. They’re in charge across the river- business and streets.” “So kinda like you?” Donald nearly glares at you, clearly offended and your eyes widen. “What? Aren’t they similar to the Union if they’re in charge of businesses and the streets? Is that a bad thing?” You try to save yourself.

Donald sighs and drops his pencil. “When you put it like that, yes, we’re similar. But my Union is nowhere near the level of inferiority of those boomers.” Donald’s eyes darken and you nod. “Gotcha.” You murmur, finally turning to your work.

Unbeknownst to you, Donald was watching as you got to work on your studies. He had to admit, having you hanging around in his office at first annoyed the hell out of him. He wasn’t used to a constant presence in his space. And it’s not like he could ask you to leave, you only came over when you knew he didn’t have any meetings and you always kept silent and to yourself.

But the more you came over, the more those afternoons gradually grew on him. Donald had eventually warmed up to your company, finding comfort in knowing it isn’t just him alone in his office all the time.

You always kept to yourself and only interacted with him when you absolutely couldn’t understand something.

Then, you’d walk up to his desk and he’d raise a pierced brow, silently asking you what was up. You’d quietly explain what you were working on and how you just couldn’t understand it no matter how hard you tried and that you need his help. Donald would then stop whatever he was working on and explain it to you, made sure you understood it, and then watched as you did the rest on your own.

When you would finish, you’d show Donald your completed work and silently watch him as you anxiously wait for his feedback. He’d glance over your work, and he’d point out what you did that needed fixing and sent you off to retry it.

If your work was executed perfectly, he’d express his approval with a simple, “looks good.” and immediately turn back to his own work.

Donald would never miss how you bit your lip to repress the smile that would follow those two words and he would watch out of the corner of his eye as you returned happily back to your spot on his couch, moving onto the next thing you needed to do.

And then there were those days where you didn’t have any work to complete but you would still come over. You’d end up sitting on the couch either taking a nap or scrolling through your phone, making small talk with Donald once in a while. He loved those days.

The longer this went on, the more you began to have an affect on Donald. Now he found himself looking forward to seeing you whenever you said that you were able to stop by. You were a drug to him, and he was unknowingly becoming an addict.

Donald even went as far as to reschedule a meeting one time just because you hadn’t been able to hang out with him in a while and this was the first day that you were finally free. That was when he started to realize his affection towards you.

He always hides it whenever he’s around you, but it’s you. And Donald is slowly losing more of his control. It’s only a matter of time before he can’t take you two just being friends anymore.

#weak hero #donald na #weak hero webtoon #weak hero x reader #donald na x reader

[cupiditis]

                                                 haunting

feat . donald na

alternate . mermaids

warning . cannibalism

note . the amount of research i had to do for this was insane

" never go where the sun doesn't shine "

" i heard that they have horribly pale skin and you can see inside their tails ! "

fearful curiosity festered inside of you, and by then you were already as good as dead. and the moment you packed your little satchel with food and a few trinkets you felt the need to take, you had practically opened the door for death.

before the sun rose, you awoke from a night of little sleep and excitedly snuck out of your home, hair flowing behind you in the water as you swam to the edge of your home. the deep crack in the bedrock was always a horror from afar. and yet as you leaned your head off the edge, it didn't seem like it was all that.

pushing yourself off the edge you dove in, the temperature quickly dropping the farther you went down. every breath you took felt cold against your lips. you weren't use to such cold waters, having lived in warm shallow waters where it was warm and bright. but as you floated in the water, satchel clutched in your hand you felt so out of place.

your bright tail, even in the dark reflecting the little light around you made you glow. your mothers eerie lullabies of this place rung in your head. you unconsciously hummed the tune, soothing yourself as you slowly swam around the trench. you could feel eyes on you. turning in the water, you were met with nothing but bubbles. you turn back around continuing to swim, faster and faster. and you turn once more, you could see something glowing this time. hope in such dark waters.

glowing intricate designs along pale skin, a slender tail which you could see the inside of ..

you turn and swim, as fast as possibly could, tears collecting along your eyelashes. unfortunately, they were faster. strong hands held onto your tail and pulled back, you were now in the arms of your pursuiter. he moved his hands to your stomach, wrapping them around you as tight as he could. red eyes bright against pale skin, webbed hands and blonde hair. skin adorned with intricate designs that glowed in the dark.

" don't worry, i'll return you to your family " he whispered against your neck, you could feel the way his lips moved againstyour skin. you trembled in fear, a light of hope at the mention of your family. but before you could voice it out, a wet crunching against the skin of your neck. and the blood red colour of his eyes filled the water around you.

by the night, you really were returned to your family, your neck mutilated with barely any flesh there but returned.

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#webtoon #webcomic #weak hero #donald na #x reader #weak hero x reader #donald na x reader #tw cannibalism #☆ . written by her

[imkumichan]

Being the only female member of the Union as the powerhouse of your highschool. You're not neccessary strong, but if Baekjin Na has to choose someone to make a big contract, you are the first on his list. Baekjin Na knows you are up to something but he doesn't bother to find out what it was because he doesn't feel threaten by you. But who knows? You're slowly destroying the Union from the inside with manipulated the situations and other members who are no longer want to be part of the Union.

You are the only female of the Union's member

You are unranked

Not many Union's member knows you

Baekjin Na usually will call you personally if he needs something.

Yes, you are not a threat for him. What can you do to against him anyway?

Though make no mistake, he might not see much of your worth for the Union, but he doesn't underestimates you.

You are a girl, and not strong enough even to fight against other leader from other school. But you have your brain to make the situation on your favor.

#baekjin na x reader #donald na x reader #weak hero x reader

[sadboiweebabo]

"I'll tell you where he is if you stop!"

I'm new to writing on Tumblr and writing in general. I posted this on Wattpad and Ao3 too so if you see it there it's probably me.

Pairings- Na Baekjin(Donald Na)/Reader - Ahn Suho(Stephan Ahn)/Yeon Sieun(Gray Yeon)

A little angsty tbh (Listen to Yes to Heaven for the best experience)

You barely paid any attention to your boyfriend's work unless it was hanging out with Jake. You knew what he did and you knew that if he wanted to he could kill you. You were okay with that because of how gentle and kind he is to you. You always said “I love you” and “I need you” to him. He never said it back. You gaslit yourself in thinking that he did want and love you. In the end, he just is too scared to say it because it could be seen as a weakness. You always cry when he doesn't come back from work. You know how strong he is, but you still fear if someone were just to be a little stronger. Now that happened. He miscalculated. Your oh-so-very smart boyfriend miscalculated. Now you’re running to a random park in Yeongdeungpo. You saw on this website called “Shuttle Pass” or something along the lines of that that he got in a really really big fight. When you saw pictures of the fight you recognized 2 men. 1 being your boyfriend Na Baekjin. 2 Yeon Sieun the boyfriend of your brother. You got adopted into the Ahn family after your biological family gave you up. You knew that there was no normal reason for Sieun to be there. You decided to get a ride to Yeongdeungpo to see what the hell was going on. You finally reached the park, extremely out of breath. You’re next to Kingsley, your boyfriend’s right-hand man. You look up from your panting state. Complete dread is plastered all over your face. Sieun is beating the absolute shit out of Jin. You don’t know what to do. You’re not qualified to do anything here. The only you do is scream. You have a bunch of teenage boys staring at you. Some knew who you were some didn’t. You knew only one way to stop Sieun. “Sieun-oppa, he’s awake.” His movement falters a bit as he looks at you. “Suho?” He now has tears falling down his face. You only notice when you get closer. Everyone's eyes are on you. All you are focused on is getting Jin out of this. “You’ve really grown since the incident at school.” You smile at Sieun. You place a hand on his cheek. You really care about him. He was like a second older brother to you. He taught you how to play video games, how to put on proper eyeliner, and how he helped you with homework. Now he is beating your boyfriend's face. You caress Sieun’s beautiful skin. You say the only thing you think could make him stop. "I'll tell you where he is if you stop!" You shout out desperate for Sieun to let go. When you say that he does. You take your hand off Sieun’s face and rush over to Jin. “Jin-oppa, are you awake?” You get a small nod. Your tears start running down your face once again. Pulling Jin close you whisper how much you love him and about how much you need him to be with you. Sieun looks at you two. You don’t know what he’s thinking. You don’t need to know. All you need is Jin alive with you right now. You lift him onto your shoulder, then you look at Sieun. “We can talk over Chinese.” With that, you drag his limp body to the car that Kingsley directed you to. You bring him to his and Kingsley’s shared house. You only want him to stay alive. To be able to finally tell you how much he loves you, how much he needs you. You know you’ll have to bring him to a hospital soon and unblock Sieun from your phone or he’ll try to fight Jin again. You are finally ready for the taste of Chinese again.

#Donald Na #donald na x reader #gray yeon #gray x stephan #Gray yeon x stephan ahn #na baekjin #ahn sooho #ahn suho #yeon sieun #donald x reader #angst #weak hero

[dontkickmyshin]

it's a cruel summer (with you)

You and Donald Na get wrapped up in a summer romance. It doesn't end well.

F/M, Angst, Hurt no comfort

Inspired by the song 'Cruel Summer' by Taylor Swift

(and I’m drunk in the back of the car-)

You leaned into the man’s shoulder, cloth rubbing against your skin, your two bodies pressed against each other. You inhaled, and expensive cologne filled your nostrils, dampening your already dulled senses.

"But whyyyy?” You slurred, leaning into him even further. Your voice comes out whinier than usual, like that of a disobedient child, but you’re too drunk to care. The man next to you stays silent, and you steal a glance at him. His cold steely gaze is harsh in comparison to the soft fabric of his sweatshirt sleeve- lined with golden motifs and bought with an absurd amount of money no high schooler should have had access to. 

“Donald.”

Donald Na’s red eyes land on you for a second (you don’t know how to feel- elated that you caught his attention, or small, under his shrinking gaze, his silence a simple reminder that you aren’t worth his time. But, a smaller voice in your head whispered, He hasn’t pushed you away. And for you, that was enough.) before shifting back to the road. 

You follow his line of sight- red and green traffic lights and moving cars blurring into one under the droplets of rain beating down on the windows. To anyone outside in the pouring rain it might’ve seemed warm and cozy, but to you it was as cold as ever. You looked back at his face, his beautiful, angelic, face. Angelic, hah. Pretty, snake like red eyes that were hellbent on ignoring you, pale, flawless, undented skin, like you were looking at a marble statue. 

It was laughable how someone who looked like they could’ve been sculpted by God himself was capable of doing so much harm. (Some poetic part of you thought that your comparison of him to a marble statue was rather fitting- beautiful, yet cold and untouchable. You supposed it was the alcohol talking.)

It started back at the bar.

~

It was hot outside when you met him. The summer was in, and you were drinking your way through the sweltering heat in the bar. 

Donald was there sometimes, and he had always caught your eye. How could he not? Tall, pale, and tattooed, radiating an expensive yet untouchable aura, always watching, never taking a sip. It intrigued you, so much that one day you approached him. He seemed sort of amused by your arrival, and in a way it felt demeaning- like you were just some idiotic girl that he saw as entertainment. You pushed it away.

One thing about Donald Na, is that he did everything right. He was charming, bought you drinks and bantered with you, yet you knew that this man was a bad idea the moment you set eyes on him. You were drawn in anyways. It’s not built to last. That’s what you told yourself. It’s just a casual fling. You weren’t sure you believed yourself, as his snake-like eyes met your own (his captivating aura was even stronger up close), from your view next to him on the booth seat. 

He smiled at you (God, he was gorgeous) and you knew that your entire being was going to be consumed by this man, like he was a black hole and you were the astronaut who floated away too far from the space station. Only you were jumping in willingly. 

Perhaps that was a mistake, dedicating every fiber of your being to something you knew could only end in tragedy.

He started coming in more often, still never consuming a drop of alcohol. You asked him why once, and he smiled at you with that smirk of his- the one that said he was always in charge of the situation (the one that drove you crazy)- and said that it was ‘dirty’. The two of you talked for a bit at the bar, before you started meeting at other places. Late nights where you’d text him all of a sudden, asking him if he wanted to go to the park to ‘hang out’. Oh, please. It was a date, and both of you knew it. 

Other times he’d be the one calling you up, abruptly informing you that he’d reserved a table for two that night at some fancy restaurant with a complicated name that you had no idea how he could afford, telling you to clear your schedule. He’d bring you in, arm around your waist, walking like he owned the fucking place. Despite all the time the two of you spent hanging out, you didn’t know that much about him. 

He was from Yeo-il High apparently, but aside from that he was some sort of enigma to you, expertly dodging questions about his job and personal life, and especially his background, half truths rolling off his tongue as if he was used to twisting the situation to his advantage. That should have scared you off; a man with something to hide is not a man to be trusted. You knew that, and yet you ignored it. All the red flags that should have pushed you away drew you even closer to Donald Na.

You guessed it was just some dumb, self destructive part of you that wanted to know more, craved the feeling of having him open up to you when he was so on guard with everyone else, that screamed louder than the sensible part of your brain that told you that this could only end badly. So for a couple months as the two of you grew closer, you lived in a false reality, a dream where you were always aware that the alarm clock was going to come ringing eventually. You took a gamble; you made a bet.

~

It started back at the bar. 

Donald had to admit that when you first showed up, pretty face flushed from alcohol, he didn’t think much of you. He watched in amusement as you struck up a conversation with him, played along as you flirted with him, yet the more he talked to you, he couldn’t help but get the growing feeling that you knew exactly what you were getting yourself into. He was good at that, at reading people. He decided he wanted to see where this would go- talking to old men and delinquents all day was frustrating after all. He needed some normal human interaction too.

You were ordinary. And he meant that as a compliment. Frankly, Donald was bored of dealing with delinquents who thought they were tough shit until they got a taste of his fist, tired of the business meetings and stuffy suits. He had learned to savour the ordinary in his everyday life, knowing that it would fade away soon enough; sitting in his dark office, eating soft bread, watching the traffic below. 

He would listen as you talked about your life, about your parents, about drama at your prestigious all girls school, about your grades, just anything. It was so different from his dangerous, crime filled life. It was peaceful. Each moment he spent with you felt like he was pressing pause on his reality and jumping into another one, one where he wasn’t stressed out running a criminal empire, one where he could just spend time slowly talking with you under the dim lights of the bar.

But all good things had to come to an end. It was a cruel lesson that life taught Donald again and again, to the point where he got used to leaving and being left. He knew that this secret relationship couldn’t last forever- It wasn’t built to last. He had accepted it as a fact. One thing that Donald valued, even more than his criminal empire, even more than his own life, even more than you, was his reputation.

It was his reputation that kept him alive, that made sure that fuckers who would usually be trying to oppose him, couldn’t even look him in the eye. It was what let him lead the Union so flawlessly, and he knew that at the slightest slip up, the smallest mistake, all the scum that had cowered at his feet before would come running. Loved ones were seen as a liability in his world, as weaknesses to exploit. He wasn’t gonna risk all that he’d worked for, what he'd spent all these years building up just for a small crush, a summer fling.

He looked down at you, leaning against his body, his jacket over your bare shoulders. He would miss you when you were gone.

~

"We should stop meeting up." 

Donald’s icy tone broke the peaceful silence that hung over the table. You blinked, drunken mind taking a moment to process what he said. When his statement finally registered, you swivelled around to face him, grimacing when your head spun. Shit.

“What?” You put your hand to your head, rubbing at your temple; you must’ve misheard him. But there was no mistaking the way his light hearted voice turned hard, no mistaking the whiplash it gave you.  

“We should stop meeting up.” Donald Na always got straight to the point. Speaking frankly even when he was breaking your heart. 

You moved yourself off of his side, sitting up straight, as if his words had sobered you up.

“Why? What are you talking about?” You watched him- cold, red eyes and an indifferent expression. You felt your heart drop. He had to be fucking joking. Your life depended on it. 

The thrill of the chase was wearing off, and now it was time to face the consequences.

“You know what I mean. Let’s end this.” Donald didn’t look at you as he stood up. The last pieces of hope that you clung on to fully disintegrated into ash. You knew that face; the cold, distant one that he put on when he was annoyed. “You’re drunk. I’m getting a taxi.” 

You chased after him as he walked out of the bar, yanking on his sleeve with a manicured hand. 

“Wait- Tell me what I fucking did wrong. Don’t just leave, Goddamnit!” 

Donald sighed, and you knew whatever came next would be painful. Even if it was just the truth. You weren’t sure why you asked the question- perhaps it just slipped out due to intoxication and desperation, hoping to hear another answer rather than the one that you’ve already known since the start. 

A cab pulls up on the street before he can start. You get in, and he does too. 

Rain starts to pour as the cab door slams shut, and the driver steps on the gas, soft jazz music playing on the radio. Red, orange, and yellow leaves fell from the trees, your eyes following them as they hit the ground. Just like a movie scene. You wondered if there was a God out there. How cruel, if this was the fate that they had chosen for you. But then again, you did suppose you chose it yourself. 

Maybe it was unfair to blame everything on an omnipotent being you weren’t sure was even there. The calming music, and the thudding of the heavy rain on the windows made your eyelids heavy, but you couldn’t fall asleep- not like this.

“But whyy?” You cut through the heavy silence. Donald kept quiet, and the cab driver minded his business. Fuck. It felt like you were freezing inside the taxi. You wondered if the vehicle had heating, as you leaned into Donald’s shoulder. His sweater was warm. He however, was colder than ever, as he watched the road, like whatever was going on outside was so much more interesting than you. You took a moment to admire his face.

Pale skin, piercings and scarlet eyes. At least even in uncertainty one thing stayed the same.

“Donald.” 

He said nothing. 

“Goddamnit, you asshole. Don’t ignore me.” He turned to face you, and your heart leapt. 

“Goodnight.”

The cab came to a halt outside a large house. You’d been there before, marvelling at Donald's tall ceilings and designer furniture. 

“Wait-” You have got to be fucking kidding me.

“Get her home safe.” Donald cast you a glance before the door shut, and the car sped off. 

It felt like the universe was playing a big prank on you today. Like you were the galaxy’s equivalent of a little kid wearing a dunce hat in the back of the classroom and everyone else was just pointing at you and laughing. 

Hahahaha. You just got dumped, or whatever the term for what just happened for the strange relationship you and Donald Na shared was, and then stood up in the back of a taxi. Hilarious.

But you wouldn’t end things. Not like this, in the pouring rain in the backseat of a cab. The alcohol spurred you on, making you bolder than you usually would’ve been. You’ve already made so many bad decisions, what was one more?

“Stop the car.” The taxi driver cast a quick, incredulous look back. “Stop, now?”

“Stop, now.” 

The driver stared at you like you were mad, but you paid it no mind, pulling dollar notes out of your purse and handing it to him as he slammed on the brakes. 

“Thank you.” 

You jumped out of the car and into the raging storm. The water hit your bare shoulders, but you felt numb to the cold, your mind focused on only one thing. Your head was throbbing, but you were sober enough to walk straight.

 That would be enough for you, as you ran towards Donald's home, pressing the doorbell repeatedly. The storm around you didn’t stop, beating into you persistently, soaking you, your minidress, and anything you had on underneath. Water pooled around your feet, and you knew that the heels you had on would be ruined by the end of the night. 

Finally, the door cracked open, and streaks of light broke the inky darkness that you stood in. Donald stood there too, looking down at you with those vermillion eyes. His eyes widened slightly, though the rest of his face remained levelled, like he was surprised you were there but decided to mask it with apathy.

“Go home. You’re going to get sick.” His tone sounded indifferent, but you could pick up on hints of? exhaustion? exasperation? regret? 

If you regret it so much, take me back, you asshole.

“Tell me why.” Your voice came out hoarse, and you cleared your throat. You tried your best to stay still under his stare, under his overwhelming presence.

His eyes narrowed, and his lips grew taut, before finally, he broke eye contact and let out a sigh. 

Exasperation, you were right. 

You knew you were probably quite a pathetic sight; shivering and soaked to the bone. You hoped your makeup wasn’t running. 

“There are some things I can’t tell you. On my part, I’m sorry things had to end this way.” 

“But let’s be honest. We both knew that this wouldn’t go well, so let’s not pretend that you didn’t know this would happen.” 

He moved to close the door, and the pounding of the rain seemed to hit harder than usual. “Good night, and I mean it this time.”

For a second there it was as if you saw the grains of sand flowing down the invisible hourglass of your relationship, and you knew you had to do something- you didn’t know what, but something. 

“Wait! Please!” 

Donald paused. You saw his face through the crack of his front door. He looked tentative, like he was expecting you to say something. To try to change his mind.

So you did.

“I love you!”

You felt instantaneous regret as the words left your mouth.

You watched Donald for the hundredth time. He didn't scoff, or reply emotionlessly like you expected. What came next was much worst.

He laughed. You’ve heard Donald laugh before- usually just a soft chuckle in response to a joke you made. This was a hollow, humorless laugh that chilled you to the bone.

You’d practically studied Donald’s face, every soft curve and every sharp angle had been practically memorised by you, carved into your mind.

But this wasn’t something you’ve seen before. A devilish smile. How ironic; you’d compared him to an angel just moments before. Well, the devil came in many forms. Maybe Donald Na was one of them. You unconsciously took a step back. 

He caught his breath, and his laughter ceased.

“No, you don’t.”

The door slammed shut.

~

Pure despair.

It had been a while since you had last felt it. 

Truth is, you didn’t cry easy. When you got sad, you got moody. And when you got moody, you got angry, lashing out and sulking until you cooled down as a way to cope with the pain. Now, there was none of that. No one to blame but yourself.

The tears did not come out in a rush; it built up slowly in the wells of your eyes before cascading down your face like a dam had been broken, getting heavier and heavier until you were fully sobbing. You let out a raw, anguished cry, like a banshee in the night.

You had prepared yourself for this a million times, waited for this moment to come, but you never expected it to hurt like this. 

At that moment, you wished you were at home, in your comfiest pyjamas, taking in the warmth of your blanket. But you were crying on the front step of some man’s house, makeup and tears streaming down your face, half frozen to death. You should have brought your jacket along. 

Maybe this wouldn’t have happened had you thought this through.

Donald was right (of course he was). You did know that this was going to happen. You knew that this was the reality that was written for the two of you, carved in stone by the hand of whatever divine being was up there. And you didn’t love him. You just blurted it out of desperation to make him stay. 

After all, it was impossible to love somebody you didn’t know. 

Maybe you could have loved him, if this relationship wasn’t doomed from start to end. 

Sure, Donald could be cruel. But you were too, to want more than he had to give. You knew there was nothing more to it than a summer fling, and yet you threw yourself into it headfirst hoping that there could be something more. Well, there wasn’t. 

One part of you wondered what would have happened if you listened to your Goddamn brain and stayed away from him. Then you’d just be two strangers in a bar, with you constantly looking over at him in curiosity and him pretending not to notice your glances before finally failing to show up one day. Two planets orbiting each other, but never touching. 

(The reckless part of you, the one that got you into this mess, thought that it would’ve tortured you more if you had never approached Donald. How you would’ve stayed up at night, thinking about what it could’ve been.) 

You laughed in spite of yourself. You were gonna get yourself killed one day.

Numbly, you pushed yourself off of Donald’s doorstep, standing up wobbly, the tears blurring your vision. The cold rain had sobered you up, and your mind was clear. It was time to pull yourself together. You sent a glance back at Donald’s house. All of his lights were off except for one. You wondered if he had heard you cry. You wondered if he cared.  You guessed that you were of value to him, just not as much as whatever he was hiding from you. Not that it mattered anymore.

You knew you’d get over it eventually. Time heals all wounds, after all- like the grains of sand running over a jagged rock in a river until it became a smooth pebble, but for now, you would mourn. 

You looked around. The neighbourhood was a nice one, large houses lining the empty streets, lighted by rows of lamp posts. The wind blew colder, and both you and the tree skeletons shivered. The air had grew colder over the past few days, signalling the end of a long summer, and the start of autumn. The start of a new beginning. 

This time, you didn’t look back as you walked away.

#go listen to cruel summer right now #weak hero #union #donald na #weak hero webtoon #na baekjin #oneshot #donald na x reader

[writergod0]

WEAK-tober | Day 1: Claws

Category: M/F

Pairing: Donald Na/Reader

Tags: #Drabble

Words: 379

Current TW: None

“You’re beautiful.” 

And you state that as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. It almost leaves you speechless, awed to the point you might consider taking up a new religion. If you did, you wouldn’t even be surprised, having given up on your mission the moment you set sights on the creature.

The pressure pushing down on you does not diminish, the giant creature above you does not release its mighty hand from your throat; its black claws digging into the skin on the back of your neck. 

Outside, the night screeches.

The world is crying and screaming, lighting dances so closely with its thunder that you’re sure you’ll never be able to hear quite so well again as the heavens strike the world again and again. Boom, boom, boom— and the castle remains standing against the wrath of the gods. 

This beautiful creature was never meant to be created, and the gods are angry. You are the knight, the holiest and most faithful, and you are the knight sent to kill the monster prophesied to destroy the order of all beings. 

But…

You’re crying, and you do not understand why, barely understanding who you are anymore; only knowing that you cannot lift your sword against something so beautiful. Is this not the epitome of the world? To rid the world of such treasure… is it not too cruel? 

When the creature releases his hand from your neck, you are still awed. 

It tilts its head, and the creature would have been called a man, had it never been sentenced to death. Its gaze of dark scarlet boring into you, long golden hair falling against your cheek—

“You’ve gone mad.” And it looks genuinely confused, and it trails its claws against your lips. It draws blood.  “I’ve yet to do anything and here you have completely given up on the mission your gods have given you.” 

The creature leans further down, claws trailing back to your neck. It pauses, then moves to pick up the weapon you’ve abandoned and dropped at its feet. The sacred artifact of the church, the only weapon ever created that could have slain the creature and you dropped it at its feet at first sight. 

“... and you’re right, I am beautiful.” 

You allow yourself to breathe. 

#writergod works #writergod weak hero #weaktober #weak hero x reader #weak hero webcomic #weak hero webtoon #Donald Na #Donald Na x reader #weak hero

[valeriele3]

Donald Na

The D-Day Angst

#donald na #weak hero #weak hero x reader #weak hero manhwa #na baekjin #donald na x reader

[whchenlvr]

How would the weak hero guys try to pursue the reader romantically? As in how would they try to get their attention, flirt etc. because they have a crush on the reader.

when they have a crush on you ;

weak hero x gn!reader

gray yeon

➤ i see him as a blushy boy

➤ i think gray wouldn’t want to admit his feelings for you because he sees them as a distraction. the more time he spends thinking of you, the less time he has to study

➤ when he finally does accept his feelings, i think he would be very subtle in his attempts to catch your attention. holding the door for you, sharing his work or pencils when you need them, offering to walk you home so you don’t have to go alone, etc

➤ you’re no idiot, so i think you’d be the one to officially initiate things because come on what guys are going to offer to walk you home?

➤ “thanks for walking me home, gray. is it okay if i get your number?” *insert flustered gray*

donald na

➤ soooo much internal conflict

➤ like gray, he doesn’t want to accept his feelings for you and puts them off as long as he can. having feelings for you means admitting that he still feels things like compassion, and that gets in the way of how he does business

➤ donald only allows himself to fall for you when he sees someone else hitting on you

➤ after that, bro does everything in his power to be your man (when it’s not interfering with the union)

➤ “thank you for helping me…” “donald. and it’s my pleasure.” *cue blushing y/n*

ben park

➤ SUCH a flirt. like for real

➤ no like, i think ben is the most humble and genuine guy there is, he just likes to flirt a lot

➤ he’d give you a nickname like “cutie” or “sexy” and it just sticks. if it were any other guy, you’d probably smack him across the face, but something about ben makes your chest flutter

➤ i feel like ben would be the type of guy that teases his crush. nothing extreme, but he’d give your hair a small tug during class or playfully take your erasers

➤ “you’re so pretty, cutie~” “so are you.” “i—HUH?!”

wolf keum

➤ of all the guys, i actually think wolf would be the first to truly accept his feelings for you

➤ it isn’t like a breakthrough or anything, he just has so little emotions that he prioritizes, so when his face heats up at the thought of you, he realizes this isn’t normal for him

➤ honestly i think he’d be a bit creepy in his advances. he wouldn’t think it’s weird or anything, as if following someone around is completely normal

➤ it’d probably take you confronting him for him to realize that that’s not how you should get someone’s attention

➤ “why are you following me?!” “i.. um… hi?”

jake ji

➤ do not talk to him. bro is in his feels

➤ jake would literally be on the edge of a mental breakdown when he realizes he has feelings for you because what??

➤ he’d drift off in class and just stare at you. when you catch him, jake would go beet red and book it

➤ like gray, i think you’d have to be the one who makes the first move. you’d probably follow him to check if he’s okay, and he’d put on his confident façade so you don’t see him literally dying inside

➤ “hey, are you okay?” “no, i’m jake.”

#weak hero webtoon #weak hero #weak hero manhwa #weak hero class 1 #weak hero x reader #wolf keum #donald na #jake ji #ben park #gray yeon

[reanbowful]

“that’s literally me”

if you were talking about your crush and they realise it was them

(gerard, ben, alex, jake, donald, wolf)

gerard jin / jin gayool

You were at his house, playing truth or dare on his phone.

When it got your turn, the golden question popped up.

Truth: Describe your crush

You look up at Gerard with a teasing smile.

“Well. My crush is a person you know well. He’s with me almost everyday.”

Gerard grinned, pulling you onto his lap.

“Oh really?”

You nodded.

“He has the most beautiful smile. And he used to be in a band too!”

Gerard raised his eyebrows, making the both of you chuckle.

“He does sound like a pretty cool guy.“

“That’s because he is! And not just pretty cool, he’s very cool. Remember that.”

You brushed his bangs away to reveal the scar on his left eye. Tracing the red skin with the tip of your fingers.

“Don’t you think your lucky guy would be jealous if he finds out that you’re sitting on my lap right now?”

You smiled, inching your face closer to him.

“You know what, I don’t think he minds at all.”

With that, he connected his lip to yours. The both of you feeling the smile tugging on each of your lips as you embraced each other in the dim lights of his room.

ben park / park humin

Okay look. Ben is a himbo, but he’s not that stupid.

The two of you were walking down the street together playing some dumb game.

Catch the shadow basically. But if you catch the other person’s shadow, you can ask them one question. And if they cannot answer, they have to buy the two of you ice cream.

“Ha! I caught you!”

Clicking your tongue, you gave up and turned to him.

“Alright, spill it.”

“Hihi, who do you have a crush on?”

You looked at him incredulously. This grown dude was giggling and wiggling his brows like he’s some elementary school kid who heard the word underwear for the first time.

“Seriously? Fine. I’ll describe him to you. This person, goes to Eunjang. And you know him.”

“Ooh. Interesting-“

“Shh. I’m not done. So, this person. He’s.. strong. Like super strong, like you wouldn’t even believe it strong. He’s like a superhero. He has a nice smile and has a surprisingly connoisseur palate. He also has the most beautiful sun-kissed skin I have ever seen.”

Ben is now looking at you with intent, a slightly nervous gulp could be seen from where you stand.

“I like his- no I love how he’s always there for his friends. And the fact that he is liked by everyone gives me a warm feeling in my chest. He also has a child-like wonder to his eyes that I want to protect forever-”

Feeling a heavy hand drop on your shoulder, you stopped your current rambling to see a frowning Ben at your side.

“Wait- Uh not to be a narcissist, but the way you’re explaining about this guy makes it sound like you’re literally describing me?”

Oh how you wanted to punch him lovingly in the face.

“It is you.”

“IT IS?!”

alex go / go hyuntak

Alex was furious. And not to mention super confused.

He thought the two of you had something together!

Alex had overheard the girls talking at your part-time job about your supposed “crush”.

How had he not realise it sooner! Figures he was just another ‘great’ friend of yours.

“Hey, Alex!”

“Oh. it’s you.”

You had just finished your shift and headed straight to his gym with two cups of coffee in your hands.

Setting them down, you took your backpack off and tossed them over on the corner.

“I brought you some coffee.”

Your smile melts his heart a little bit. But then he remembers that you already have a pretty little “crush”. So, he just turned his head and murmured

“Why didn’t you just give it to your crush? I’m sure HE would appreciate it.”

You turned to him, baffled.

But, honestly a sulky Alex is kind of amusing to see, so a small laughter cracked out of you.

“Where did you heard that from?”

“Oh it doesn’t matter. Good for you though, I’m sure he’s such a great guy.”

You hummed to yourself.

“Yeah, he kinda is actually.”

Alex let out a choked sound when he whipped his head to face you with the most ‘I thought what we had was special’ expression, that for a second there you were genuinely worried that he was gonna start crying.

“Alex-”

“No, I mean it. I’m sure you’d pick someone worthy enough, so let’s hear it. What’s so great about this guy?”

He just can’t figure it out can he.

You sighed.

“To name a few, he’s the sweetest person I know. He has a big dream, and he’s a hardworking person. I love his eyes, his smile, and his cute little red nose.”

“Huh? What do you- OW!”

Alex’s eyes widened when you came to pinch the bridge of his nose hard.

Ah.. that’s definitely gonna be red- eh?

And only then he realised. Darting his eyes up at you as you look down onto him with a satisfied smile on your face.

“Figured it out yet?”

Face hot and burning now, remembering just how ridiculous he had acted.

jake ji / ji hakho

“Jake, come take a picture with me.”

No questions asked, Jake came and posed for the camera.

“What’s it for?”

“Uh nothing! Just wanted to get back at someone, you know.”

It was in fact, not nothing. The truth is that you have been compiling pictures of both you and Jake to keep as a substitute. It looks a lot like you guys are dating from those pics, and you like looking at them to cheer yourself up during the bad days. Not that anyone has to know.

“Ooh~ Is it a new guy? Do I know him?”

“Tsk. Mind your own business.”

“Aww come on, we’re friends aren’t we? Besides I gotta make sure he’s good for you! Call it a guy’s instinct~”

That’s not the problem dumbass! But,

You really can’t say no to him can you.

“It’s someone I like.”

“Whew! Let’s hear more about this lucky guy then!”

Gosh if only he knows. (ITS YOU MANN)

You shifted in your seat, tucking a loose strand behind your ear as you start, warily watching his every move.

“I met him 3 years ago. He never really noticed me, he was one of the cool kids. All the girls liked him so it wasn’t really a surprise that I joined in. Eventually he came up to talk to me and we became friends, and he’s such a sweetheart but he’s just so oblivious that it’s making me go crazy!”

Jake looked at you with an unreadable expression on his face. Your heart thumped with anticipation.

“Damn.. that must be hard. But if it’s you, I’m sure it will work out!”

You felt your heart sink as he tapped you on your shoulder, mouthing a ‘good luck’ before leaving the classroom.

It is what it is you guess.

Meanwhile in Jake’s mind:

man don’t say anything man, if it’s not actually you it’s gonna be sooo damn awkward

donald na / na baekjin

This scenario with Donald would be super straightforward.

It would be completely out of the blue as well.

He was doing some paperworks in his office when you suddenly barged in.

“Donald, I would like to inform you about my crush.”

If he likes you a lot, (which he probably does if he lets you just barge into his office unannounced) he will put down everything aside and give you all of his attention.

“Go ahead then.”

It’s honestly comical how concerned you are about such an innocuous thing.

“I don’t know when it started, but it’s been getting worse. Initially I thought that I might’ve contacted some kind of disease and went to the nearby clinic but they hadn’t found anything wrong with me. So then I went to work as usual, where I then meet you! A-and my heart did this weird jumping thing!”

“So, you’re basically saying that you have a crush.. on me?”

The way you look genuinely exasperated, running a hand through your hair had Donald trying to suppress a grin.

“I have come to that conclusion. That, yes. I’m afraid so.”

“You know you don’t have to be embarrassed about it, right? It’s completely normal to get nervous when you see an attractive man.”

“Do you find yourself attractive?”

“I mean not necessarily, but clearly you do.”

You groaned and sat yourself down on one of the armchairs Donald keep in his office, clearly in distress at this newfound feeling you just discovered.

Donald then stood up from his seat and walked over to kneel himself in front of you.

“Now let me tell you about my crush.”

wolf keum / keum seongje

It was something that Wolf overheard by accident.

He had wanted to return your calculator, walking up the second floor. Hwangmo offered to return it for him, but he wants to get some interaction with you, you know.

He couldn’t care less on what your classmates are discussing, about to enter the room when he heard some interesting statements.

“… no, but I do have it. Someone I like.”

Well well well. Looks like Wolf’s staying outside for now.

“OMG OMG WHO?”

He could hear you giggling over the series of table smacking.

“Just.. look I can’t tell you guys who it is exactly. But, I’ll tell you this. Well, um. He has a deep voice, and.. he’s younger than us. Oh and he wears glasses. There! I’ll reveal that much.”

Now would you look at that. A smirk curled on Wolf’s lips right as the words roll off of your tongue.

Oh what is he gonna do with you.

“What?? That could be anyone-”

“Noona, I came to return this.”

:)

Yes. Wolf decided that he wants you to suffer for the rest of the day.

The purple haired demon spawn could feel his soul smile when he sees the horrified looks of everyone in your class as they connected the dots together; deep voice (checked), younger (checked), glasses (checked).

“N-no way. ITS WOLF KEUM?!”

“OKAY! You know what, it’s nearly due time for P.E. Don’t forget to change guys, I’m also gonna go.”

You ever panicked so hard that your body moved on autopilot and somehow does everything perfectly? This is how you are right now.

Heart thumping fast in your chest, you made your way into the ladies changing room before a certain purple haired sadist closed the door back from behind you.

“Noona, aren’t you curious about who I like?”

This boy is gonna be the death of you for sure.

[a/n] Originally there was supposed to be Jimmy too. But I’m way too tired and can’t spend too much time on one topic so.. I’m sorry to all the Jimmy stans I failed to feed you.

#weak hero class 1 #weak hero x reader #weak hero manhwa #weak hero webtoon #gerard jin #ben park #wolf keum x reader #wolf keum #donald na #alex go #jake ji #jimmy bae

[gojocp]

HII DERR!!

Can I request a fluff oneshot with Donald Na?

Donald Na has a long time crush for reader and whenever he sees reader from afar, he would stop and just watch them. But one time, one of reader's friends noticed and told them someone was watching her and he almost got caught. So he just decides to confess his love for reader.

It depends on you on how it ends ><

admiring from afar

cw: fluff, probably ooc (so sorry), bro's lowkey staring like creeps LMAO featuring: donald na

a/n: I AM BACK YA'LL!! also, tysm for the request, this idea is so cute omg !! hope you enjoy, lmk how this is!

"donald? are you listening?" kingsley asks, for the nth time this week. it was starting to agitate him since he wanted to tell donald about what was going on in the union, and he just didn't seem to care! "donald." kingsley repeats.

"huh? oh, yes kingsley, what is it?" donald asks, tearing his focus away from you and to the man trying to talk to him. with a raised eyebrow, kingsley asks, "are you staring at (y/n) again?"

"no, i'm not staring. i'm simply observing. they're a real nutcase, that (y/n)." donald replies, almost having his cover blown. resulting in an unimpressed "uh-huh" from kingsley.

"well, regarding the fight between jimmy bae and.." kingsley begins. 'aaand, he's not listening.' kingsley thinks. he look at donald, then at you happily talking with your friends, then at donald again. 'he cares about them more than the union?' .・。.・゜✭・.

"are you still staring at them?" kingsley asks. "again, not staring. i'm-" "yes, you're observing." kingsley interupts, cutting donald off. he recieves a pointed look, but donald lets it slide.

a small, fond smile is apparent on donald's face as he watches you from afar. and it disappears as soon as it could be seen, as your friend takes notice of his "observing".

"(y/n), do you know that blonde guy?" your friend asks. you turn around and make eye contact with him for a split second, before he averts his gaze. "yeah they do! that's their boyfriend~!" another friend teases. "he's not my boyfriend, we're just friends! he's my class and i think he's kinda cute.." you say, taking a sip of your drink. "well, boyfriend or not, he was staring at youuu~!" your friend sang out, wriggling her eyebrows at you.

"no he's not!! donald's probably looking at something else." you deny, feeling your cheeks grow warm. "well, donald's looking again." she responds. you turn to look at donald and catch him looking at you. you hold eye contact for a bit before turning away. "okay, maybe he is looking at me." you say with a flushed face. "but, whatever! i'm sure it doesn't mean anything.." you continue, taking another sip from your drink. .・。.・゜✭・.

the next day, you recieve a text from him.

'meet me in my office at 5.'

'why does he want me to go to his office?' you ponder. nonetheless, you arrive there at 5 and knock on the door. "it's (y/n)." you call out.

donald quickly opens the door and stares at you. "can..uh- can i come in?" you ask with a sheepish smile.

"yeah, yes.. come in.." he responds, opening the door more to make space for you. "uh- here, for you.." he says bashfully, holding out a bouqet of flowers.

"thank you!" you beam, gratefully accepting them from his hands and taking a seat.

"listen.. i'm just going to get straight to the point.." he starts, taking a seat in front of you. "i like you.. a lot." he continues, staring at the flowers in your hand. "and..i was wondering.. if i could.. be your boyfriend.." he trails off, feeling his ears turn pink.

"i- wh- yes!" you sputter, stunned at the sudden confession. "i would." you smile at him.

"yes? okay.. okay, i have a meeting soon, but meet me at ____ restaurant at 6?" he asks standing up, the corner of his lips curling upwards the slightes bit.

"of course, i'll be there." you respond, placing a soft kiss on his cheek and walking out the door.

#donald na x reader #donald na #weak hero webtoon #weak hero x reader #weak hero #donald na weak hero #fluff #donald na fluff #na baekjin #baekjin na #gojocp #I LIVE #I AM BACK #WOO

[imvriix]

Request is it alright if its multiple? if not you can choose, anyways Female deliquent Akashi Senju with the union boys. met them and their reactions to finding out instead if He it was a She?

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𝔉𝔢𝔪𝔧𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢

summary ;; — the union boys finding out that the reader, a notorious delinquent, is actually a girl.

a/n ;; — i wasnt completely sure what you're asking, as i don't do character x character, but idk if you mean to have a reader that's in the same circumstance as senju either, so this is just the union boys finding out that the reader, a notorious delinquent, is actually a girl.

featuring ;; — jimmy bae, donald na, wolf keum, jake ji x female! reader [seperate]

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                 ⋆*･ﾟ:     :✧*⋆   ･ﾟ

— jimmy bae

i don't think he'd really believe it.

part of him would be embarrassed for being weaker than a female delinquent, so he'd probably get more agressive.

jack would probably know way before jimmy found out, and jimmy would probably be annoyed for feeling like he wasn't in on this.

" you knew?? "

" you didn't?? "

" well obviously fucking not, how was i meant to know?? "

his egos too big for his own good, so i feel like he'd take every little thing you say to him as an insult towards his strength for some reason.

it'd be obvious that his pride was hurt, and it'd be so fucking hilarious to tease.

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— donald na

i think he'd already know, and he wouldn't point out that he knew until you knew he knew.

he'd understand that it'd be hard making a name for yourself in the delinquent world as a female, so he just kept it to himself, you were strong anyway so even if you were a girl, you'd still be a strong ally.

overall chill about it tbh.

would find it funny to send a female delinquent to take down other delinquent groups.

once you know hes found out, he'd be even more helpful in hiding the fact you weren't actually a guy if that was what you were more comfortable with.

when he had first actually find out, he was pretty shocked.

he wondered how long it'd take for you to come clean, but you weren't causing any problems so he just went with it until you caught on.

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— wolf keum

he would've had some subconscious accusations but called them off.

he was still surprised when he figured it out, though.

i doubt he would've conversed with you much anyway, even before finding out, and i doubt he would anymore than he did.

he might have asked about it once or twice but he wouldn't be dramatic or over the top about it.

i feel like he would've respected you a bit more, though. like 100 more respect point or something.

idk why but i also feel like he'd be a bit more mindful around you too.

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— jake ji

would be so dramatic about it.

he would've found out way later than the rest of the friend group.

" HUUHHHH?? YOU'RE A GIRL???? A REAL GIRL???"

" i don't think things like fake girls exist, jake.. "

would act so betrayed you nearly felt bad.

after that got over with, he'd noticeably be more fidgety around you because he wouldn't really know how to react.

just give him a slap on the back of his head and he'll go back to normal.

" i haven't turned into some other person, dumbass. "

" okay, okay !! i get it !! " he says while rubbing the place you hit.

" .. girls are scary.. "

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#weak hero x reader #weak hero webtoon #webtoon #donald na #jake ji #weak hero union #weak hero x gender neutral reader #wolf keum #wolf keum x gender neutral reader #jimmy bae #weak hero jimmy bae #weak hero union x reader

[satankilledmyghost]

unwanted vigils - donald na x reader

a/n: i had an idea and ran with it. it’s like 1 am currently and insomnia has been kicking my butt for the past month nearly and i felt the need to self-indulge so i wrote this. i’m also on an insomnia comfort rampage so there’s going to be more posts about it later once i’ve finished editing.

warnings: swearing, mentions of insomnia

You currently felt like crying and watching the world burn to a crisp.

This was the third time this week that you couldn't fall asleep- and it was only Tuesday. Sighing, you roll to your other side to hopefully find a comfortable position.

You've tried everything at this point. Drinking tea, music, staying still for five minutes, meditations, exercising before bed, switching where you put your head, melatonin- everything. Hell, you even stopped your daily intake of caffeine, but nothing would work. You were either too hot, too cold, not comfortable, or too fidgety to fall asleep.

Rolling onto your back, you let out a frustrated noise as you pull the blankets closer to your head, trying to bury your existence under them. You curl up tightly into yourself as you switch sides to lay on. Again.

You didn't know what to do next, if searching up what to do on the internet didn't work, what the hell could you think of that would actually-

Donald.

nopenopenope- I’m not waking up Donald just because I can't sleep. You shake your head to clear your thoughts. Though that is the last time I slept…

Last week, you had complained that your teacher sucked because nothing he taught made sense. Donald, being the wonderful boyfriend he is, had offered to help you study. But he was only open on Saturday night. You had agreed- albeit too excitedly- and Donald came over to your place that night.

It got late, too late for anyone to be out, without either of you realizing it. Donald had insisted on going home, but you were stubborn. He eventually gave in and stayed the night.

You've never had a better nights sleep in your life. Sure, you two were kind of awkward about it, staying to your respective sides of the bed. But the next morning you had found yourself laying on top of Donald, your head on his chest and your legs tangled together. It was so comfy you had fallen back asleep.

You groaned as you remembered how nice it felt to cuddle with him. I really need to stop taunting myself with these thoughts. You blindly throw an arm out to grab your second pillow, adjusting it so it was pressed against your back.

You had hoped that imitating that someone else was with you would help, and it definitely stopped your urge to move around, but it didn't help your brain shut off.

It was annoying you to no end that you had to go through this. After a few minutes of contemplative silence, you give in to yourself.

I'm only texting him to ask if he's awake.

You reach to grab your phone off of your nightstand and turn it on. You squint as the harsh light of your phone beams at your face. You go to your messages and click on Donald's contact.

Hey, are you up?

Nice and simple, that way, when he sees it tomorrow, I can make up an excuse. You shut your phone off and go to put it back, but your screen lights up almost immediately.

Holy shit, that was fast. You look at the notification, and Donald's response was right there on your screen. Your heart skipped a beat as you opened up messages- you didn't expect it to go this far.

I am, but what are you doing up? We have school tomorrow.

You bit your cheek, debating on how to go ahead with this.

It's nothing. But more importantly, what are you doing up this late? Don't you have all those meetings tomorrow?

I'm still at my office. I had to stay late and work on some things that I needed to finish by later today. I was just about to head out. And you still haven't answered my question, what are you doing up?

You had the whole text typed out and ready to go, and you were still debating whether this was a good idea or not.

Fuck it, you think and press the send button before you have time to chicken out.

Can you come over?

Why do you need me to come over?

You quickly typed your response.

I haven't really slept since you stayed over on Saturday. If you can't come over, don't worry about it. I just thought I'd ask.

Sure, I'll be over in about fifteen minutes.

You gawk at Donald's text, "It worked?" You whispered. You thought for sure he would've said no and left you high and dry.

Ty! I'll leave the door unlocked :)

Of course.

You smiled at the phone in your hand as you make your way back to your bed after unlocking your door like you said you would. You resettled and got comfy under the covers as you waited for Donald to arrive.

You didn't realize that you had dozed off until you felt the bed dipping behind you. Your conscious was startled awake when two arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you backwards until you hit a warm body. You quickly realize through your haze that it was Donald.

"So you really couldn't sleep without me, huh?" You heard him murmur into the shell of your ear. You ignored the remark and sighed happily, sinking into the comfort of Donald’s warmth. The scent that is uniquely him filled your senses and had carried you off into a deep sleep in no time.

#weak hero #weak hero webtoon #donald na #weak hero x reader #donald na x reader

[cupiditis]

been thinking about it for a while and how does a donald na royalty au with childhood friends to strangers to lovers sound ?

kinda wanna write it as a series so it'll take a while but yeah

#weak hero #donald na #weak hero x reader #donald na x reader #☆ . cupid