#park joonggil scenarios

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can i request a part 2 of ur first joongil imagine? him returning from travels to find the second wife very sick (ig u can decide whether to make it temporary or like near death) + any angst u can think of w that bc the first one was excellent ☺️

nothing warms my heart like joonggil angst ♡

Park Joonggil (Tomorrow) | In sickness angst | 0.8k | f!reader

Clouds of deep gray hang high in the sky and loom over him just like gloom. Today especially is a bitter affair.

While Joonggil feels a certain sense of gratefulness for returning home - he gets to see how his aging mother is holding on and see to it that the place of his birth is protected - there is always more to it.

Namely the knowledge that she won't be there.

They assured him time would heal his wound. It didn’t. Perhaps he has his stubbornness to blame. It's been many years without progress in his empty emotions - not one step forward that would make a difference.

His pain dulled into everpresent ache but that changes little when he has a wife waiting for him where it no longer truly feels like home. She is not to blame, naturally. Only his broken heart.

He returns to his house later than he could have. He dragged out the meetings with officials for longer than necessary, helped his mother and conversed with her for just as long, until she all but pushed him in the direction of his own dwelling.

Stepping over the threshold, a cold shiver runs down his spine. Something in the air reminds him too much of that night.

He looks for you in the kitchen and in the garden, but wherever he searches, there is only one place that could hide you - your bedroom. Joonggil respects your space, even if for him it’s more out of desire for separation than consideration of your privacy.

“y/n?”  he calls out your name and almost feels rueful for the impassive way his voice sounds. A pained groan is the only answer he receives from behind the door, so he takes the liberty of entering your room.

He finds you alive, although you've admittedly seen better days. You're pale, beads of sweat glisten on your forehead and roll down your neck. Your lips are an unhealthy ashen color. He rushes to sit down next to you, puts his hand over your forehead to find it hot enough to cook an egg. He frowns.

“I'm sorry,” you whisper weakly, “I'm afraid I was not able to prepare the house for your return.”

The ache deepens. He wishes Ryeon’s untimely death would erase all his emotions, not only the good ones.

“That can wait,” he soothes, “When have you fallen sick? Does anyone know?”

Predictably, you shake your head no. Who would you tell, afterall? His mother might have preferred you to the other women who once could have become his bride, but that means nothing if you are not bearing his children. And then all you have is your husband - gone for weeks and distant when he returns. His eyes flicker over your face and with certain bitterness he realizes it wouldn't be much effort to put away his concern and let it eat him alive, transformed into guilt.

“I've been feeling sick for the last week,” you manage to get out even if your voice is strained, “It's only been worse for the last three days. I think…”

Time’s been a bit blurry for you. When Joonggil’s here, you can at least count the days based on the interactions with him. When you’re alone and feverish, though, it turns into an impossible task. You don’t notice his face falling with regret.

He can’t be a good husband, but he still aims to be a decent one at least.

“Stay here,” he orders softly even if you’re clearly too weak to move. He gets a piece of cloth and gets it wet with cold water. He moves efficiently, treats it like a military operation. He knows if Ryeon was this sick, he’d be out of his mind with worry. Maybe this is better. It’s more efficient, if nothing else.

He gently wipes down the sweat from your face and neck, and feels mild satisfaction when he returns again to set the cold and clean cloth over your forehead and it seems to help.

“Have you eaten?” he asks, and somehow it feels like he’s stepped over the line of intimacy he’s drawn in his relationship with you. It’s uncomfortable, but he has to know. Decent husbands take care of their sick wives. You shake your head. Of course not, he should’ve known.

“I will see what I can do,” he promises. He doesn’t ask if you can wait for him, knows you already waited long enough and it’d only make him feel worse. He knows he’d ask Ryeon, though.

As he sets out on a journey to bring back some food, it starts to rain. It’s gonna get colder, he should start a fire when he returns - he should’ve done so already.

Again, he knows years earlier, in a different marriage, he knows he’d do better.

Even through the lack of feeling, it hurts anyway.

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[saidrabbles]

Hello! I was wondering, could you do a Park Joong Gil scenario? He and reader are already in a well established relationship and he get jealous whenever someone tries to flirt with reader and reader loves teasing him for that? Hope you have a good day/night!

a little jealous, aren't you?

warnings: none

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for the very first time in a while, you were catching up with work and resting well. your office was right next to your beloved boyfriend, whom you're smitten with. you get to see each other everyday, and most often than not, you would end up working together.

little did you know, it was a compensation for what's to come.

a new rookie had joined the escort team. and you were assigned to keep him in check. now this wouldn't be a problem, it'll take a few days to get adjusted but then he'd do well...right?

wrong.

he was a gullible, curious being. he had so many questions for every little thing you say, it left you beyond exhausted. "junwoong, if you ask one more question, i might just cut your tongue off." he looked at you with his puppy-like eyes, and pouted. "i just like hearing your voice when you talk..."

you ignored what he said, as you knew he was just trying to get to you. he was quite a flirt, you could see that, but you didn't know he'd do it often.

in the hallway near your office, joong-gil stood. he was on his way to give you a few reports for you to fill in. he witnessed this interaction, and feels himself scratching the back of his head. shaking off the jealousy rising in him, he continues walking up towards you.

"(y/n)" he called you sternly. "oh, hi joong." you smiled at him, and he felt himself relax a bit. junwoong, standing there with his eyes glued on joong-gil, coughed. "noona, who's this?" "ah, this is park joong-gil, leader of the escort team."

junwoong greets the older male, but joong-gil was disappointed. you didn't mention that he was yours, or that you were in a relationship. what if junwoong tries to get with you? you're a dream in his eyes - your body was a work of art. and your smile, the brightest he's ever seen.

"hey, joong. i've got to go now. i've got a soul to collect and i was told the newbie had to follow suit. he has a lot to learn yet." you sigh. "why are you sighing, is it that annoying to be with me?" junwoong pouted. you laughed at his adorable expression, he can be quite cute sometimes.

joong-gil watched you as you leave together, pissed. his eyes were burning holes in the back of his head. he barely held himself back from beating him up, that sly brat.

but he let this one go, he wouldn't get to brave with his love, would he?

but he couldn't help himself, it occupied all of his thoughts. he started calling you more often to check up on you, and to see if junwoong was with you. and more times than not, he would be there. it drove him crazy. while you, on the other hand, didn't have the slightest idea of what was happening.

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you were walking back to your office, that was located right next to joong-gil's. it was another long day, and you were exhausted. you entered the classy office, turning on the small chandelier for light. what you didn't expect though, was to find an angry figure waiting for you.

"you just came back from work?" you were startled. "baby, you scared me. why did you leave the lights off?" you looked at him sitting in your chair. you sensed tension in the air, but you were too tired to address it. he coughs "you seem to be enjoying your work now." you stared at him, trying to decipher his words. he looker...sullen?

"alot is going on at work, but yeah, you could say i got used to the job." you smiled at him. you put the piled up papers on your desk, and went to peck his lips. as you try to move away, he pulls you back into a deeper kiss.

letting go for air, he holds you from your waist. "i miss you...you've been spending alot of time with that overly joyous boy." it all clicks. the reason why he's been so attached to you, calling every other day - was because he was jealous.

"hmm...my love," you held his face in your small hands "are you perhaps...jealous?" you teased. you tried to hold in your laugh, but one look at his dumbfounded expression and you exploded. you were laughing so much your face hurt. "i-i'm not !! don't get any ideas !!" he tries to hide his reddened ears. "i can't believe the great joong-gil is jealous" you said as your laugh slowly died down, leaving a satisfied smirk on your face.

"don't worry, no one will ever come close to my love for you. i've missed you too" you smiled, genuinely happy. he continued denying his jealousy for the rest of the night.

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you were next to junwoong, waiting for the other member to give you important papers for your escort. just then, joong-gil shows up. reading the papers he has in his hands, he doesnt see you yet. wanting to tease him one last time, you turn to junwoong.

"hey ! where's that video you wanted to show me last time?" you move inches closer to him, enough to look close. "oh the gym video?" he pulls out his phone, and plays the video. the cracked phone screen made it hard for you to focus, but you saw it was junwoong lifting weights.

"wahh those weights look heavy !" you say a bit too loud. from the corner of your eye, you see joong-gil sharply turn to where you were. his eyes had a fire in them, his jealousy gnawing at you. you loved his reactions and how his jealousy was only rising. "look at those muscles-" you were suddenly being pulled by your arm in the direction of your office.

"h-hey calm down-" as soon as you entered the office, your body was pushed against the wall. "and? what are you trying to do?" he breathes. "joong calm down-" his sculpted face comes closer to you, his dark eyes gazing at yours. "(y/n), don't test my patience. i've held myself long enough." he doesn't let you speak as he captures your lips in his hungrily.

you were flustered, your heart was almost leaping out of your chest. you try to pull back because you desperately needed air. he allows you for a few seconds before kissing you again. after running out of breathe, again, he puts his forehead on yours. "you're so cute when you're jealous" you breathe out a small laugh.

"you're enjoying this aren't you," he opens his eyes to look at you. "kinda?" you admit. you both start laughing. "i don't love anyone like i love you." you confess. he looks at you, his heart beating louder than before. "everytime i see you, i fall in love all over again." unable to express his fluttering heart, he pulls you in for an embrace. "i love you more than you'll ever know." he whispers.

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you walk back to where junwoong was, holding hands. "noona !! i've been waiting for soo long" he whined. "yeah yeah im sorry" he notices your intertwined hands. "why are you holding hands?" he pouts. "gosh you're so straightforward" you laugh. joong-gil puts his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. "she's mine. so get your act together, kid" he glares at junwoong.

"wahh you're scary." he then laughs. "choi junwoong." you sternly call him. "fineee, i'll try my best" you look at joong-gil's satisfied expression and start laughing. soon enough, both males start arguing again.

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a/n: it's been a while ! im back with another joong-gil fic eheh, i hope you like it anon <3

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[curi0us-gh0st]

Hello! Can I request a first time scenario for Park Joonggil x Female reader please?! Thanks!

Angel (Park Joonggil x Fem!Reader)

pairings: Park Joonggil x Fem!Reader.

word count: 0.6k

genre: fluffy

summary: Joonggil was curious and confused about you, little did he know he was in love.

warnings: death (?)

a/n: very short and may deviate from the proposal presented, sorry. perhaps needs to be introduced to a part 2.

As curious as a cat. Your transfer to the escort team caused a huge uproar throughout the department, since you were from the risk management team, well, you went through almost every department and didn't stay more than a few months and transferred to another, all they were bothered and curious about it, especially someone. Park Joonggil.

Your current boss, in addition to being suspicious of the sudden change, was curious, especially because you were the soul of the risk management team, the ray of sunshine of all departments, smiling and playful, there would be no possibilities or even qualities for you if Fitting into the escort team, it was difficult, you had to be rigid and inflexible.

But it seems that you adapted in your own way, smiling and cheerful, you performed well during all the escorts you participated in or were sent. This led to your boss going after you with his two companions to check your work.

The escort this time was a little boy who had an accident with his parents while they were on the road and unfortunately, his parents were escorted before him and you had the mission of escorting the little boy. When you saw him at first, he was crying, cowering and afraid next to your body, but with a good word play, a kind and welcoming smile, you convinced him to take him to see his parents and assured him that you were a person reliable.

Before leaving while holding one of the little one's hands, you came across your boss and your teammates turning the corner with their expressions straight on, they approached, a dark and overwhelming energy scared the boy who hid behind you. Swallowing hard as they stopped in front of him, looking him up and down.

"Some problem?" You asked, looking at them.

"Yes." Joonggil replied coldly. “You are too slow.” He complained.

Of course not, you weren't late or slow but he was bothered by something about you and he didn't know what it was.

“Let the other girls take him, we need to talk.” He replied, turning and walking away.

You looking lost, turning to the little boy and telling him to accompany his “friends”, he nodded and you ran after your boss to the hospital roof. He stood looking at the buildings with lights while the wind blew cold.

“Mister Park…”

"Why are you like this?" He asked directly, turning to look at you, stopping in confusion at such a question.

"Like this?" A confusion formed in your mind, did you do something wrong?

"So kind?"

Oh.

You didn't expect that, maybe you expected him to scold you for something wrong, or whatever, anything but that.

"I don't understand." You answered.

“You have been through every department, everyone with a smile on your face and such a kind attitude, why did you come to the escort team? you know our job is not to smile.” He had a closed expression on his face, angry? upset? "As?"

“I have lived many lives, many difficult ones, and in each one of them I learned to be as kind as possible, even to those who shouldn't be, that is being selfless.” He smiled at him. “If it bothers you, sir, I can ask for my transfer.”

He looked at you, looking for some lie in your speech and found nothing, damn it, he was so confused.

"No. You do not need that."

“If I can, it’s my day off.” He bowed, walking away.

He looked at you disappearing from his field of vision, his heart beating hard and releasing a breath he didn't even know he had held, thoughts flooding his mind only about you, little did he know that he was in love with the angel of the department, the kind and cheerful angel who He liked helping people, the angel who came back to light up his life.

#👻 gh0st fic ! #kdrama #kdrama fic #fluffy #tomorrow kdrama #tomorrow #park joong gil #park joong gil x reader

[synthetickitsune]

Heeyoo! I know that the requests are closed for the moment, but if you don't mind I was hoping to request one. You can write for it later on

Can you do a Park Joonggil x reader fluff imagine of him falling for his shy assistant who works under him in the escort team. Thanks!

Park Joonggil (Tomorrow) | Fondness fluff | 0.9k | gn!reader

“Will that be everything, sir?”

He gives a stern nod and sends you on your way. Not without noting the satisfied smile blooming on your lips as you turn away from him.

Too soft for this job, he thinks not for the first or second time. He thought so when he first met you, kept thinking it during the trial period, and it’s unlikely he’ll stop anytime soon.

Still, no matter what he thinks, your work ethics and dedication cannot be ignored. It should be admired by many of your peers, really. Whatever he thinks, you’re efficient and your reports are precise and include everything he wants them to contain.

He watched you on a couple assignments. You work well, with expertise others might take months or years to develop. You do not hesitate to subdue souls unwilling to part with the world of the living. 

And yet you’re too soft. It’s too obvious in the tender look in your eyes when they meet his. In the meekness of your voice when you speak to him, in the blush on your cheeks. In the cautious way you approach him. You’re like a stray kitten deciding whether to trust him or not.

And admittedly, he was trying to make you crack for some time now.

It wasn’t often that you followed his lead, but until now, it always went well. He would never expect to find himself in a situation like this.

He had his own reasons for coming to personally take care of this mess. This has been one troublesome group of souls and he knew this case would be a highly complicated and dangerous one. Things could go south easily, which he always liked to avoid.

And to his credit, and to the credit of the team members he handpicked for this particular night, everything did go smoothly. At least until…

He whips around the moment he hears a soft whimper from a voice he recognizes as yours. Everyone else seemed confused, but he knew. You only ever spoke softly around him. Always so careful and respectful it bordered on scared. He doesn’t hesitate, following with resolute steps to the source of the panicked sound.

He finds you pinned against the wall. The man holds you by your throat, whispering threats that Joonggil cannot hear. You should be able to get out of such situation. He’s seen you fight. But seeing you struggle, something prevents him from scolding you. Yet he knows if it had been anyone else, he’d yell at them to stop messing around.

Instead he storms over and punches the man without a warning. He hears your panicked squeak. From the corner of his eye he pays attention to you as you free yourself, hiding behind him. Too soft. He doesn’t say anything, not to you, but he grabs the man who suddenly seems very cooperative and scared. Apparently there’s no need to speak to him either. It’s not hard to pass him over to the other members to have him escorted. Then he turns to you.

He frowns seeing you all but cowering against the wall. He tilts his head slightly, scanning you for injuries, but there is no visible wound. 

“Did he hurt you?” he asks, hiding his surprise well - he didn’t mean to sound so angry. You flinch a little and he takes half a step back, giving you space.

“No,” you answer. He hears the effort in your voice to respond to him as you usually do instead of showing your fear. For some reason it feels inappropriate to him. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t breathe and panicked. It won’t happen again.”

“It won’t,” he agrees. Because he won’t allow it, he wants to add, just to reassure you. Just to make you stop curling in on yourself. He has no means to ensure the situation doesn’t repeat itself. But as of now he was successful enough in making sure none of his subordinates got too hurt. He won’t let you ruin his achievement. He sees you swallow uneasily.

“I’m sorry I didn’t help,” you stutter a little, your cheeks visibly heating up. He can’t help but think it cute. “I just didn’t want to get in your way.”

“Seemed more like you wanted to be protected,” he hums, amusement tugging the corners of his lips upwards. He could laugh at the way you avoid his eyes with even more determination. You really are too soft. But maybe it’s not a bad thing. “It must’ve been scary.”

You snap your head to look at him so fast he worries you’ll hurt yourself. You look so surprised he almost second guesses himself - did you fear him this entire time? He allows his muscles to relax, allows the ghost of a smile to appear on his lips. “These accidents happen. Make sure you practice your defense more, you’re good enough on the offense.”

“Yes, sir,” you nod immediately. You still look a little dazed. It truly is amusing. Usually you’d consider yourself dismissed and run away, but you linger around. He wonders why, but only one reason comes to mind.

He turns around and leads the way. 

“Follow me, if you still feel too scared to return alone,” he tries to hide the humor in his voice.

He should be annoyed. Yet he only feels fondness in his chest hearing your shy and quiet ‘yes, sir’ and your footsteps following closely after his.

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[saidrabbles]

bleeding heart

pairing: koo ryeon x park joong-gil

warnings: none

genre: angst, fluff at the end

summary: she was well prepared for the day he remembers. her mind promised her heart to stay unwavering, but when he said those words, she...

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"ryeon-ah. i see that you still use the color pink."

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she stops in her tracks.

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"it suits you, it always did".

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he remembers everything...

what does it matter now? it's all in the past anyways. but the heart that's pounding inside her chest is telling her otherwise. "i now know why my heart would leap out of my chest whenever my eyes laid on you."

stop. stop saying all those things. stop making my heart waver. stop giving me a chance to imagine an impossible future.

joong-gil couldn't hold it in. he finally knows why he yearned for a glimpse of her everyday. why he tried every way to get her to look into his eyes. the guilt he felt after mocking her team and it's purpose. he couldn't bare for this to be their end, but he didn't want to push her over the edge. like he once did.

"will you...turn and look at me one last time before you leave?" it was then when she felt her nonchalant facade break down. it all came in one huge wave - the longing, guilt and regret. she had to walk away. if she dared to look at him, her heart will give up on her. her body will want to jump into his arms- to be engulfed in his warmth for which she longed for.

with all the red lights in her head, she turned around. she took her time in searching for his eyes which were already set on hers. she looked at all the bruises he received on his sculpted face. he was always like this. always helping her in the shadows, because his pride wouldn't let him show himself to you.

when her eyes met his, her fears were proven right. his eyes were burning for her. they had such intense emotions that trapped her in his gaze. she's never seen him look at her that way....maybe she was wrong. the time that has passed did not fade her feelings, but intensified it. because she was looking at him the exact same way.

she faintly smiled. "you make me feel weak, you always did." "i did not mean for it to be that way-" before he could finish his sentence, she knelt down and wrapped her arms around his broad, firm shoulders. the tears he'd been holding in were streaming down his face. his silent sniffling turned into sobs as he brought his face closer to her warmth.

they were holding each other so tightly, scared that if they let go, they will be separated again. that they will forget again. "puin, please dont leave me again. please stay by my side" he pulls away just to look at her. ryeon, for the first time in years, trusted herself. "i will never let go of you again, joong-gil."

they looked at each other again, for what felt like the first time. like the time when ryeon first saw her husband to be. and just like that time, she smiled. with gravity on their side, they started getting pulled in towards each other, eyes moving to their lips. when their lips were inches away, they paused. joong-gil marveled at her features from such close distance. he noticed the mole on her nose, and a smile crept across his face. "i loved this mole of yours, i remember how you used to hate it." she laughed. "and you would spend all day, trying to make my stubborn mind realize how lovely it is."

time stopped as his lips met hers for what felt like the first time. with this, they knew that a new chapter of their lives have started, one that they will write together.

a/n: when i saw this scene, i imagined the different endings but what they gave us was so little, so i had to write this for my joongryeon

edit: this has been in my drafts for the longest time, i forgot it was here until i checked hhhh

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