#sangwoo x reader ks

[jojikawa]

my boy

Sangwoo x Killer!Fem!Reader

TW// if you know enough about killing stalking to be attracted to Sangwoo then there’s no reason for me to put a trigger warning.

Reader almost gets assaulted.

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✧『Fandom』: Killing Stalking

✧『Character』: Oh Sangwoo

✧『Word Count』: 3,221 words 16,893 characters

✧『Summary』: You are invited to a Gala and decided that you will take Sangwoo as your date.

𝙴𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝…

You had convinced Sangwoo to start going back to school. He had been missing a lot since you moved in with him. It was a bit hectic but eventually, things needed to turn back to normal. Not only was he missing school, but he hadn’t been completing work either.

For you, it wasn’t required to go every day because you had been going part-time. The reason why was because you had been chosen as a model for some time now. It was seasonal so you weren’t gone every day but it paid very well. Today you received an invitation to an event to be looked at by clothing companies to model their clothing. You seemed to meet the female Korean beauty standard despite being a foreigner.

The invitation was black with gold trim, dotted with italic and script font text and at the end had a handwritten signature of the person who was preparing the event.

“Well, I guess I can bring him.” You sighed to yourself and went to find Sangwoo. You found him in the kitchen, trying to cook something that would be up to your standards as a way to impress you. So far, you hadn’t seen any sign of Yoon Bum.

You figured that in order to get him to do what you wanted and behave well, you’d have to soften him up. Sangwoo gets crazy jealous when guys try to talk to you. He would become bitter towards you and passive-aggressive to anyone with a dick and eyes.

Except, this time—you couldn’t tolerate that. It wasn’t a trip to the mall or a date at a restaurant. This would be a viewing gallery and your chance to be picked for new gigs. You couldn’t have him being an asshole and ruining it because he thinks a guy is flirting with you.

You walked up to him and hugged him from behind. He knew your frame and could feel your breasts against his back. He didn’t know why but it felt very pleasant.

“Good morning.” You said quietly before taking in the yummy scent of your favorite breakfast food cooking.

“Oh, good morning.” He replied in a slightly deeper voice than usual. He wasn’t completely used to your affection and had to really try to keep his cool or else he would look soft.

You tried looking around his masculine body to see what he was up to without breaking the hug but ultimately, he was too big. You let go and he turned around with a pan and spatula in hand.

“What happened to making frozen things?” You asked, referencing a statement in the past of you taking a jab at his knowledge of cooking.

He explained that he wanted to do something for you because you were so “great.”

You couldn’t understand why he thought that or why it was so easy to manipulate him. Not until he opened up about his parents. You knew his parents were dead but it wasn’t until the incident, with that girl you had him dispose of, that he explained to you his abusive childhood.

He’s clung to you a lot more since then.

“Oh, I see,” You replied. “I wanted to ask you something.” You went over to the dining table and began to play with the salt and pepper that were placed on the table.

“What is it?” You heard him say.

“Did you open my mail?” Your voice was deep and stern, almost startling him. What mail? What were you talking about?

“Your mail? No.” He answered. “I didn’t know you got any. Did something happen?”

“I when to grab it before going back upstairs. It was opened already.” You informed him.

You couldn’t see his reactions but you could tell he was getting furious. You chalked it up to be another Yoon Bum occurrence. You didn’t mind, though. You just enjoyed the drama.

After not receiving a reply from him, you let out a “hm.” Before continuing.

“Anyway, the piece of mail I got was an invitation. I was selected to go to a modeling party. It’s important because it can help me get some new work.” You explained. “I think you should come with me.”

He seemed to calm down. He finished up what he was doing and put some of the food on a plate to give to you. The only thing he could think was:

‘Of course, I’m going. You didn’t even need to ask.’

Because he wanted to follow you everywhere you went and especially if there were other people involved.

Sangwoo knew that it was your dream to be loved by many, be beautiful, and have that be known by everyone. He knew you were a model and your work was seasonal. You made more than he did working as a barista despite only doing one or two photoshoots or just by taking a photo and putting it on your social media.

Although, he would like it a lot more if you stayed out of the public eye. Too many people…looking.

“When is it?”

“Tonight.”

Oh.

“Why such short notice?” He tried to get a little more information without disturbing you too much.

“Oh, I don’t know.” You replied. “I just received it today. It’s supposed to arrive ahead of time.” You explained.

“Hm.”

He was seething.

He silently served you breakfast and when you finished, you told him that you’d be getting ready.

“The gala starts at 6pm. I would get try to find something nice if I were you.” You told him as you began to walk away.

“Oh, we won’t match?” He half-shouted so that his voice could reach you.

“No.” You replied flatly before disappearing back upstairs.

Sangwoo frowned. He could never tell how you really felt about him. You would be in his arms and then it would feel like you didn’t even need him…

At first, he thought he was the one that was going to make you late but he found himself sitting on the couch, waiting for you to pop up. You told him he wasn’t allowed in the room because the dress you had gotten from your agency was a “surprise.” He didn’t like surprises but he also didn’t like upsetting you.

He got ready for the gala and put on his nicest clothes. He styled his hair and pulled out the expensive cologne that he only put on for special occasions.

He had his hair in a side part with most of his hair out of his face and a new suit he had wanted to try wearing.

Something similar to this:

You had finally called him for assistance when you were finally ready. You were wearing a beautiful white dress with fur and shear that basically getting all over the place! Something like this:

“You look…really nice,” Sangwoo muttered. Normally, he wouldn’t be so choked up when it came to girls but with you…it was different.

“I know.” You replied. “Now, can we go? I don’t want to be late.” Quickly, you felt the weight of the dress lessen as Sangwoo appeared behind you with the cloth in his hand. “Oh…” you exhaled. Not expecting him to be so ready to listen.

The two of you left out and Sangwoo secured the house so that Yoon Bum wouldn’t be able to leave. You wanted to ask about it but if he’s been kept here this long, he probably knows a lot more than you think he does. Like he’s…experienced.

In the car, the two of you didn’t talk much. Sangwoo could only imagine the things you could be thinking about. Ever since the night you attacked him, you acted so differently. You didn’t act bubbly or adorable. You were almost intimidating. Not in a way that made him scared, just in a way that made him want to do everything you said or else you would get angry…

He missed you. A lot. He wanted to connect with you again. Was he not loving enough?

“Sangwoo.”

He missed you…he missed you so much. He missed you sneaking up behind him and embracing him from behind.

“Sangwoo.”

Were you just bored of him? What could he do to make you find interest again? He just didn’t know…

“Sangwoo!”

Suddenly, the car stopped. You were jerked forward but were saved by your seat belt. Sangwoo had slammed the brakes. He gave you an eerie look as you furrowed your eyebrows at his carelessness.

“You passed the VIP parking. Now you have to back up.” You sighed, gathering your things so that you were ready to exit the vehicle when it was time.

When the car stopped and went in reverse for a bit. Sangwoo pulled into the VIP parking and you showed your invitation so that you could be let in. You waited for Sangwoo to get out of the car and let you out. You waited patiently as the man tried his best to help you exit without damaging your dress.

“Thank you.” You muttered before throwing yourself into his arms. He felt the butterflies burn in his abdomen at your affection. Every time you did it, it was like a new experience. The feeling you get when someone does it the first time.

Sangwoo just grunted in response before hugging you back. You then took his hand and led him into the Gala Hall.

“Okay.” You told him once you were inside. The place was extremely beautiful and bright. It looked like something only royalty would be allowed to step foot in.

“I’m going to mingle.” You told him. He purses his lips, hating the idea of you being alone or him being without you. “Mingle?” He repeated and you nodded.

“I’ve always wanted to branch out from just modeling and more of what I want to do. I want to be able to get a good deal so that I get paid more and work less.” You explained. His eyes drifted to the upper left and you narrowed your eyes at him. “So behave!”

“Oh. Yeah.” He replied and as quickly as he said it, you disappeared into the crowd of people.

Now he was just…alone.

Sangwoo tried his best to occupy himself. Here and there, he would see you zip by without paying him any mind. You were typically talking to someone or having a drink or eating an expensive snack. He just hope this would end soon.

He’s mostly used to being at school or at his job but this level of socializing wasn’t his thing. The fewer people there were, the more control he had.

Maybe an hour went by before Sangwoo saw you again. You were walking with a guy. It wasn’t some agent or anything. It was some young guy.

He didn’t think anything of it at first until he saw the boy reach up to move strands of your hair out of your face. The gesture was unwanted, seeing that toy smoothly removed his hand from your hair but your expressions didn’t change.

Clearly, he was trying to just flirt with you but Sangwoo took this as you being harassed. No one should touch you. Ever.

Suddenly, he saw you begin to wobble as stood there. It kinda looked like you were sick.

You had a drink on your hand too.

No good.

Sangwoo tried to make himself less noticeable as he pushed passed people to get to you. He was relatively tall and could see the top of your head in the crowd.

He was stopped by a couple of servants that tried offering him a drink and a snack. He declined without trying to make a scene.

“Hello, Sir!” One said.

“Would you like a cocktail and fresh-picked fruit?” The other chimed in.

“No thanks.” The man sported a fake smile before pushing past the two.

The thing was that he lost sight of you. Now, you were nowhere to be found. He asked around about you but it seems like no one saw where you went either.

You were a special guest and no one could tell him where you had gone? Sangwoo couldn’t think of a more useless group of people. It made him so angry but he needed to contain himself to keep up his image.

He went into the men’s restroom, and the women's restroom and even trespassed into the private bathroom. You weren’t there either. He still has one more place to check…

Your head was spinning. You could barely think, focus or even keep your eyes open but you knew you were fucked. 

Royally fucked. 

And now you were walking somewhere. You didn’t know where you were going and the man who drugged you was guiding you with a twisted smile on his face. You needed help.

You missed Sangwoo…you regretted leaving him on his own. You knew he would protect you. You just couldn’t stand how much of a blank canvas he was. You could mold him into anything you wanted him to be but sometimes, that was exhausting. You got tired of manipulating him and this time you were the one paying the price.

When you came to, you were in the backseat of a car. The man had gotten in beside you before locking the doors and rolling up the windows.

“Eh-“ Were the only noises coming out of your mouth. Just short breathless whispers. 

The man hovered over you and you tried to resist. Your legs and arms felt like jelly. He groped your breast through your dress a bit, trying to create some sort of friction to see how your body would react. 

You felt it. You felt something but it wasn’t pleasant at all. 

You tried to push him but you were beginning to lose consciousness. Your eyes slowly fell shut and only deafening silence went by before ear-piercing commotion had begun. 

You heard the man in front of your scream.

“H-Hey! You can’t do that! Please!”

Someone had broken the glass to the car door and it had swung open. You wished that you could see but your eyes just felt so heavy. You could only listen.

Only more screaming could be heard as the person who broke into the car attacked the man that had been trying to assault you. 

After a few minutes, the screaming ceased and you felt yourself being picked up. 

You had a bit of energy to open your eyes and when you did, it was Sangwoo.

His face was wet with tears. He was saying something you couldn’t hear, then you fell back asleep.

When you woke up again, you felt completely horrible. You had a splitting headache but you seemed to be in your bed. Naked, but thankfully, in your bed. 

The sun that peaked through your curtains burned your eyes for an entire second before they had adjusted. 

At the end of your bed were some cute pajamas that you would wear sometimes. You put them on and went to explore the house. It was business as usual but you weren’t able to find Sangwoo. You wanted to believe he went back to work but he would’ve at least told you or left a note. 

You wandered the house barefoot. Still wobbling around and trying to get used to your legs again. You couldn’t remember what happened. Only bits and pieces. 

You went to check the kitchen for food and drink. There was nothing quick you could grab. You would need to cook. 

As you gathered the materials to make your breakfast, you heard the front door open. It was Sangwoo. 

You went to the door to let him in before he could use the keypad like he always did. You opened the door and if you could describe the look on his face when he saw you, you would probably describe it as if he was looking at something extraordinary. Like he was staring at a goddess in the face.

“…why are you looking at me like that…?” 

You rubbed your arm shyly and for the first time, you felt uncomfortable under his watchful eyes. He had groceries in his hands and dropped them before picking you up and holding you close in his arms.

He almost knocked the wind out of you with how tightly he hugged you! 

“Put me down, moron! What’s gotten into you?” You tried to pretend like you didn’t want his affection but he didn’t let up. 

“I thought I lost you. I thought he hurt you.”

“Who? Who are you-“ Then more memories flooded in. You had been drugged and Sangwoo came to save you.

You stayed silent. 

Sangwoo continued to hold you and shower you in kisses. You stopped resisting his love and said:

“Did he hurt me?”

“No.”

“Did you hurt him?”

“…Yes. I did.”

You felt his arms loosen and you used that as your opportunity to get out of his grip. You crossed your arms and gave him a concerned look. 

“What did you do?”

“I beat the shit out of him.”

Your eyes widened. “You what?”

If this weren’t a serious situation, you’d be laughing your ass off but this wasn’t like that at all. Sangwoo could go to jail. 

“You realize that man is a part of the industry, right? He could have the police here at any moment and I’ll be blacklisted from my job!” You raised your voice a few octaves, almost yelling at him.

“I’m sorry.” He muttered.

“There was nothing else you could’ve done?” 

You were truly at a loss for words. You didn’t know what to make of the situation. You wanted to be happy he saved you but the bad had outweighed the good. 

Sangwoo just stayed silent. He knew that he messed up big time by going overboard and beating up the guy. 

You sighed before moving a bit closer to him. He avoided eye contact and looked like he was really sorry. You reached up to cup his face in your hands. You made him look at you.

“Thank you.” You said before guiding his mouth to yours and planting a chaste kiss on his lips. You could tell he wanted more, so you kissed him again, this time more passionately. 

You felt his strong arms wrap around you as he picked you up. 

“No.” You said, shaking your head. “I don’t feel like having sex right now.” You place your hands on his chest to stop him. He had only picked you up but you knew him well enough to tell what his actions always led to. 

Like the obedient dog you shaped him to be, he put you down and you went into the kitchen. A moment passed before he followed you close behind. 

He followed you everywhere. 

In the kitchen, the bathroom, and the living room.

And wherever you sat, he would take it upon himself to rest his head on your chest, lap, or tummy. He could tell you were still shaken up by the idea of what happened and just wanted you to feel safe. 

The only thing that crossed his mind was killing the person who tried to harm you but he knew you’d be mad at him if he acted out of line. Perhaps, maybe he could do something for you. 

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[angelplummie]

OKAY FIRST OF ALL HEY BABY IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

And yesssss I see the update where you’re writing for killing stalking!!! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 literally going to die I’m so happy

BUT OKAY, a chubby reader (yk your girl thicc 🤪) yandere/toxic relationship/SMUTTT with Sangwoo where he cheats on Y/n all the time but she’s cocky because he always comes back to them. Then one day Sangwoo gets upset by Y/n’s cockiness and he teaches her a lesson…..

I LOVE YOU BABE AND MUAHHH I MISSED YOU

LOSING YOU

OH SANGWOON X FEM!CHUBBY!READER

cw: degrading, dubcon, implied kidnapping, references to murder, infidelity, he’s just super mean and weird, jealousy, threats of murder

a/n: this one is so fucking late and i’m sorry but i did it! this is going to flop because i never post and it’s a weird one so reblog please i love you

“Y/N? You awake?”

Of course you are, you always wait for him.

“Yes. You’re back late.”

Your voice was quiet with fatigue, but he could hear you alright as he removed his clothes and dropped them beside the bed. You had your back to him, but you could hear the soft thud of his jeans coming down to the hardwood floor, you could hear his shirt land on the edge of the bed. The house was eerily quiet when he wasn’t there, you didn’t like when he was gone. He always came back though. Always.

“Yeah, I was talking to this girl, Jieun. She goes to the same university as me.”

He lifted the covers and slotted himself behind you, your ass tucked right into his crotch, and he slung his big arm across your chest. You could smell him, he reeked of alcohol and girl. You’re sure if you turned around you would see his neck littered in hickeys, the top of his shoulders covered in nail marks. It was the same every time he went out, but what did that matter?

Those girls may think they’ve done it, gotten sangwoo to ’open up’, show them the ‘real him’, but they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. Only you know sangwoo, the real him. He probably tells all those girls about some version of his tragic past, his abusive father, his suicidal mother, and they think they know all there is to know about him. Until the next day and there’s parts of them rotting in sangwoo’s trunk.

You know everything. And you love him anyway. You are the only one for him, and you know it. He always comes back. You know he belongs to you. With you. He needs you like air, every day he comes home and fucks you like an animal, holds you tight, kisses you, he’s even soft with you, real sappy and disgusting. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that he likes you a lot, he just... has a short attention span. You’re all he thinks of when he gets home, and it’s not like he really thinks about the other girls. You know it means less than nothing to him with them, and that’s all that matters. And when they’re dead afterwards, there no competition of who he likes more. You were never a jealous type anyway.

“I had sex with her in the men’s bathroom. From behind, against the wall. Then up against the mirror.”

Well, that was new.

“Oh?” you said, ”Did you have fun?”

He never told you the details of his flings, he just didn’t try to hide them, so this was strange. Maybe it was a close call with the authorities and he’s anxious about it.

You feel an curt exhale on your back.

“Of course I had fun. She’s not dead if that’s what you’re thinking. We just fucked.”

Why was sangwoo being so strange?

“Ok,” you turned around to face him, still in his hold. You noticed it’s getting tighter. Just as you thought, you could see blotchy pink hickeys on his neck in the dimming light. His face was neutral, unreadable looking down at you. You can’t lie, he was intimidating like this. To survive sangwoo, to live with him, you have to read him, and read him you cannot.

“Are you alright sangwoo?”

“Obviously,” he snapped, before sighing,

”Don’t you even want to have sex?”

You nearly laughed, but it’s in your best interest not to.

“You mean right now? Aren’t you tired?”

“No I’m not tired!” his voice booms, and you flinch against the covers.

He rolled you over to your back and now he loomed above you, something burning in his eyes. His hands were either side of your face, and his knees caged in your body, tapering in at the thighs, pushing the fat around to a near painful squeeze.

“Whats wrong with you? Aren’t you angry? I fucked someone else, stupid bitch.”

Mouth slightly agape, you tried to process. You didn’t even react to the name calling anymore, although the throb of hurt would never go away.

“You want me to be angry with you?”

“No, of course I don’t. I just want to know why you’re so ok that I cheated on you.”

You had absolutely no idea what was going on, and you were afraid to ask.

Isn’t this every mans dream? A girl that doesn’t care when he sleeps around? What’s his problem?

“Sangwoo...” you breathed, struggling to find the words. You were so confused.

“You always come back,” you wait a second, and when he doesn’t seem to be appeased, you continue, “I don’t care because you always come back to me. I know you like me best, that’s all I care about.”

His frown falters, momentarily, before a meaner, colder look takes his face. In the darkness he’s still beautiful and terrifying.

He hated that you make him burn. Sangwoo doesn’t burn for anyone, he burns people. And yet, everything about you is so... he can’t put it into words how he needs you. The thought of you with another man makes him close to violence, very close. So why can’t you do the same? Why don’t you care? He knows you love him, he isn’t an idiot. But... you aren’t showing it how he wants. Maybe you’ve gotten a little too comfortable. Maybe he needs to rectify that.

“You think I need you that much?” his voice had dropped an octave, gotten quieter. You knew to be careful now.

“No, but-“

“You do, don’t you? You think I’m your lovesick puppy? You think you’re in control?”

“Sangwoo, you’re not-“

“Don’t try and deny it.” his face was blank, totally blank, eyes boring into yours. He stares at you a while longer, and when he got no reply, he continued.

“Well, you’re wrong Y/N. I don’t need you. You need me.”

“I know Sangwoo, I do need you,” your voice shook, heat of the bed doing nothing to quell the cold creeping up your spine.

“Do you think you’re the only one that makes me cum?”

“No, but-“

“But I’m the only one that makes you cum?”

“Well, yes-“

“So what are you so smug about? Get up.”

He leant back, away from you to let you obey him, and got up slowly, towering above you. He stood expectantly, and you stared up at him from the mattress, not quite sure what to think.

“I said, get up,” his tone was sharp, it was hard to disobey.

You pushed yourself up as fast as you could manage, rocking gently to your feet. Your arms hung awkwardly at your sides, you weren’t sure what to do with yourself. His glare was unforgiving, but you couldn’t deny the throb in your clit at the anticipation.

“Turn around.”

And you did, a thrill running through your body. You were still stood stock still when he pried your arms from your sides and he pushed you against the wall, body pressing up against you. It hurt a little, but he was quick to make you forget.

Hands gripping your waist, he ground himself against your plump ass. Your hands were in front of you, bracing yourself against the wall. You made chopped breaths and little whimpers as he groaned into your skin, getting more and more annoyed at you; you drive him insane, why are you so calm? Why can’t you be like he is? You should be stupider, need him more. What the fuck is wrong with you?

He stopped grinding his erection on you all of a sudden, grip not relaxing for a second. Your eyes darted around the icy dark, heart thundering in your chest, face still against the wall.

“Sangwoo...” you whimpered, and he could feel the heart beat of your fat little pussy, “please, keep going.”

He huffed from his nose and his breathe ran down you neck once again.

“Then beg.”

Tears pricked your eyes as you stopped to process what he had said.

“Are you deaf? I told you to beg. Beg for me if you really want me that bad. Prove it.”

“Oh!”, you started as it clicked in your head, and the throbbing of your pussy became insatiable,”Please Sangwoo! Please, give it to me, please! I need you, please!”

He smiled at the whininess in your voice, the desperation. The need.

“I still don’t know if you deserve it,” he had taken on a playful tone now, temper seemingly subdued by your little display.

“Sangwoo!” you whined in protest, desperately pushing back into him. He groaned breathily at the feeling of your ass pressed right into him, the fat cushioning his cock teasingly.

His dick throbbed and he gave in,

“Fine, I’ll give it to you. You really are pathetic you know that?”

And he yanked down your tiny little pyjama shorts, to find your bare pussy underneath.

“Anything I tell you to do you do it.”

Your eyes squeezed shut and you yelped when he delivers a sharp slap between your legs, spread awkwardly open for him against the wall.

“But you still act like your better than me.”

He pressed against the small of your back with one hand, keeping you squashed tightly against the wall, chubby cheeks squishing at the pressure. With the other hand, he hastily undid the zip of his jeans, pulling them down around his thighs. Erection bobbing against your bare ass, he pulled his boxers down to his jeans and you stifled a whimper at the anticipation.

He always got weird like this when he was angry, and mostly you just had to stick it through. He would calm down after he had had his way with you.

Slowly, he lined up, relishing in the little whimpers coming from you. And he pushed in, groaning at how fucking wet you were. It was nearly impossible to go slow, you were so soft and he was angry at you, and yet he did, for fear he would cum too quick if he didn’t.

“You’re not better than me, alright?”

You huff, the stretch of his thick cock making you tense.

“Alright?”

“Yes,” you whined through pouty, drooly lips,”I’m not better than you. I’m sorry Sangwoo, I’m really sorry.”

“tsk,” he gives you one grind of his hips, nestling his enormous cock into you,”You’re just saying that ‘cause you want me to fuck you.”

“No! That’s not it.”

Tears were blurring your vision and you fought with your entire being not to moan, feeling his fat dick rub warm against your insides. He was moving ever so slightly to torment you, make you feel guilty for wanting to moan like a bitch when your poor boyfriend was so upset at you. You knew you had to keep talking, because he still wasn’t moving, and the feeling was enough to drive you mad.

“I love you, Sangwoo, I promise, it’s not-“

But suddenly, he started drawing in and out of you, not slow but not fast either. You let out a gasp of relief, and he smirks behind you.

“Alright, that’s enough outta you. Just take my dick like a good slut. Ohh fuck-“

You squeezed hard and his hips stuttered, pace increasing involuntarily.

He fucked hard into your gummy cunt, and you dripped down onto his balls. Eyes rolling back, he let out a string of grunts right next to your ear, making you shudder.

“See how I got you?” he said breathlessly, gripping the fat of your waist so hard it will probably bruise. The feeling of his breath against your neck made your stomach flip.

“This is just how I was fucking her,” and he drove into you again, grunting.

“I’m fucking you just like I was fucking her.”

You can only whine in response, something he takes as dismay. It pleased him.

“She was tighter,” his balls slap on your clit,”Not such a whore.”

Drool is inched past you lips, but you’ve gone limp in his grasp, only able to brace yourself against the wall. You heard him, but you’re unable to think about what he’s saying. You mumbled,”yeah, yeah, yeah”, he likes to be listened to.

“Maybe I should just get rid of you and keep her instead, maybe she’d be more fucking grateful”

Your breath hitched and there’s a sinking feeling in your stomach. You froze, and he laughed.

“That got your attention, didn’t it?”

You whined as his cock ploughed against your insides, cheek mushing against the wall. But that sinking feeling got deeper.

“Shit,” he hissed, his pace slowing,”I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside you.”

You hummed, still panting.

That feeling of dread didn’t fade. It didn’t fade when he came inside you, gruff grunting and a punishing grip on your waist. It didn’t fade as he pulled out, let go of you and let you fall to the ground. It didn’t fade as you felt his presence behind you, staring down at the top of your head.

And it didn’t fade as he walked away, back into bed, called you to him like he loved you. Told you that he loved you, kisses your temple.

And as you crawled into his arms, shaken, sweating, Sangwoo smiles. You need him to keep you alive.

You need him.

His hand rested over your chest, he could feel your heart rate. He could feel your fear. And it made him happy.

You were as afraid of losing him as he was of losing you.

#oh sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x femreader #sangwoo x f!reader #killing stalking #killing stalking fic #killing stalking x reader #ks fic #ks sangwoo #tw dubcon #tw jealousy #death threats #please people see this i’m begging u #sangwoo thirst #sangwoo smut #killing stalking smut #killing stalking thirst #oh sangwoo x reader

[yhwhsdaughter]

dating sangwoo headcanons ༄

content: gn reader, nsfw, unhealthy relationship, possible murder-suicide

yoonbum ver.

— unfaithful. at the beginning of your relationship, he didn’t think you guys would last; thus, cheating. as his feelings deepened, he stopped, only seducing people to kill. why would he need anyone else when he has you to fullfilll his needs?

— possessive. he’s like a dog, territorial. should anything or anyone disrupt your feelings for him, sangwoo is quick to dispose of that. you’re for him only. not above acting petty if people approach you with lustful intentions. this is one of the reasons he agrees to tie the knot. he’s seen too much of you to let you go

— protective. sangwoo can be very dismissive of you at times; partly because he’s an asshole and doesn’t consider other’s feelings. however, if anyone else makes hurtful remarks towards you, he’s onto their ass. no one but him, is allowed to cause you pain. also, he’s your man and it would reflect badly on him if douchebags insulted his weak partner.

— jealous. if he thinks you’re even staring at someone else he will say “whore” like damn you can’t even daydream because he thinks you’re fantasizing about the ugly ass cashier. he blames you too tf. in his warped mind, you belong to him. you should only have eyes for him. fights the urge to take you in front of them, to claim you publicly. basically, he can’t handle the thought of you being with someone else

— surprisingly accepting of your flaws. he’s not completely delusional; sangwoo knows you deal with a lot of shit from him, so he thinks it’s fair to accept you for who you are. even if you turn out to be a killer or something. obviously, he will use it against you but only if you threaten to leave. actually kinda glad since he doesn’t have to feel morally inferior. it’s a secret that only you two share; a bonding moment.

— high libido. wants to do it always and everywhere. he really can’t have enough of you; he’s young so he has the stamina and strength to keep fucking for a good while. is it his fault your cute little ass gives him a hard on?

— dominant. if he’s feeling particularly playful he might let you think you’re about to top and then bam! he will never be the bottom, so sorry. sangwoo loves to be in control.

— sadist. something about him and inflicting pain on others, especially you. don’t ask him why but it get him going. maybe it’s the erotic faces you make when he sets a brutal pace. he likes to see you like that and be the only one to do so.

— probably into s&m. it depends on his mood. sometimes he doesn’t feel like using chains and just wants it to be you two. having you at his mercy always does it. sangwoo also prioritizes his pleasure. once you’re married (perhaps before), he will make the effort to make you cum and please you, which is like the bare minimum but go off I guess.

— occasionally thoughtful. yes, sangwoo’s a fucking psycho, but not completely heartless. when he’s feeling particularly soft, he will take you out on dates. nothing too fancy, maybe like a coffee shop, a movie, shopping or to the carnival. he’ll take you on trips and act frisky; I say it’s the adrenaline of doing naughty stuff in public.

— won’t admit it, but he’s one of those couples that like to match. sangwoo wants people to see you’re together, it’s his way of marking territory and also because he refuses to be with someone who doesn’t dress well. he might choose your clothes depending on the occasion.

— if you have a uterus, children are a no go. trauma. hates the idea of sharing you with someone; a baby growing in your womb will definitely take away time from you. wouldn’t want to have sex with a pregnant person and won’t wait for 9months. sangwoo probably got a vasectomy to prevent this; or will want his partner to be sterile. also, he doesn’t like to use protection and has a breeding kink

— will absolutely charm your family. they will be wrapped around his finger. sangwoo is anything but stupid. if they’re important to you, he will find a way to get on their good side, which isn’t hard. he’s a good looking young man. your parents may even love him more than you.

— has very… old fashioned ideals. regardless of your gender, sangwoo will want you to take on the role of the ‘wife’ which means cooking, cleaning, and servicing him. sangwoo helps; he’s excellent at cleaning evidence away and he had to cook for himself prior to you. if you don’t know, he’ll teach you,, but mostly he’s the breadwinner and does the heavy lifting.

— attachment issues. doesn’t want you to leave him. ever. would go as far as involving you in his life of crime, making you his accomplice, to have you with him forever because he can’t ask for marriage like a regular person.

— separation anxiety. having you with him is a must. you’re the only person on earth who will see him vulnerable. he also panics internally when he thinks about death; he wants you to die together. like if he finds out either of you have a terminal illness, he might just take you for a ride, crash the car and end it all.

#ks sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x y/n #sangwoo x you #oh sangwoo #sangwoo #killing stalking #killing stalking sangwoo

[straw-b3rry-c0w]

Should I..?

Listen, I’m currently hyper fixated on killing stalking and I feel that there’s a lack of Killing stalking x reader stuff (for good reason ik). 

If anyone wants I’m up for writing some stuff! 

#killing stalking #sangwoo #ks sangwoo #oh sangwoo #yoonbum #ksyoonbum #bum #ks #yang seungbae #killing me softly #killing stalking x reader #ks x reader #sangwoo x you #sangwoo imagine #sangwoo x reader #ohsangwoo x reader #yoonbum x reader #yoonbum x you #yoonbum imagine #bum x reader

[butterbabyflapjack]

t w i s t e d

Oh Sangwoo x f!reader (18+)

“You’re off to a really bad start in our game,” he breathed beside your cheek, a smirk to his voice. “But you’re lucky, because we have company coming, and I can’t have you broken before we greet our guest. So I’ll let this one slide.” His lips shifted closer to your ear. “Like I said,” he whispered, pulling from you an uncontrolled shiver, “lucky you. Guess I’m excited to play. It’s got me in a good mood.”

He tucked back some of your hair, his breath still hot against you, though its tease turned to warning. “I won’t be if I find you breaking the rules again.”

Wherein an obsessive Oh Sangwoo kidnaps you for his own twisted desires

[ TAGS ] dubious consent, rape/non-con, obsessive behavior, serial murder, disposal of bodies, stalking, kidnapping, escape attempts, predatory behavior, mind games, bondage, forced & coerced sexual acts, stockholm syndrome, choking, aftercare, non-consensual snuggling, unreliable narration, domestic abuse, threats & depictions of violence, unhealthy relationships, mentions of miscarriage/miscarriage, pining, mutual pining, attempted murder, unrequited love, hate sex, rough sex, shower sex, hurt/comfort, serial killer fluff, daddy kink, mommy issues, brainwashing, playing house, orgasm denial, forced orgasm, non-consensual touching & voyeurism, non-consensual blowjobs, knifeplay, mental illness, history of abuse, Sangwoo enjoys playing with his food, revenge, kill or be killed, praise & degredation, dead dove: do not eat, twisted romance (the only one who considers this romantic is Sangwoo), horror, thriller, manipulation, blood/violence/injury/death, depictions of gore, impact play

read on ao3 ❤️

one • two • three • four • five • six • seven • eight • tbc

#killing stalking #oh sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #killing stalking fanfic #fanfic #darkfic #fanfiction #oh sangwoo x reader #reader insert #ks sangwoo #killing stalking sangwoo #sangwoo x you #sangwoo x y/n #sangwoo #oh sangwoo x you #oh sangwoo x y/n #twisted

[asadisticj]

Love or hate (sangwoo x reader)

"Y/n I'm home!" You heard sangwoo say. You sighed and hid your notebook under the bed before rolling to the kitchen. When you went inside the kitchen you saw him, sitting down at the table eating.

He looked at you and smiled "are you hungry?" You shook your head and headed out the kitchen. "Wait!" He said before standing up and grabbing your wheelchair, stopping you.

You rolled your eyes and looked down, not wanting to look at him or talk to him at all. "It's been days since you haven't eaten. You have to eat today." sangwoo said as he turned the wheelchair around, making you face him.

You ignored him for a few seconds. He sighed and kneeled down before touching your broken ankles. You winced as you pulled away. "I'm sorry" he said quickly before looking at you. You scoffed and shook your head "you're never sorry" you said. He felt a bit offended by that. He grabbed your hand slightly harshly.

"Let's not fight again, you know what happened last time" sangwoo said as he caressed your hand. You laughed slightly and snatched your hand away from him. "Yeah, I know how it ended. I still have the bruises on my neck from when you almost strangled me to death" you spoke as you sent him a glare. Sangwoo frowned and got up.

He grabbed your wheelchair and took you to the table. You down at the soup and glanced away. He sat next to you and sighed. "Eat, I don't want you to starve to death" "It's better to die than to be kidnapped by a psycho" you muttered.

"You already know why I had to do this n/n" he said , not wanting to argue. "Don't call me that! Why can't you understand that I fucking hate you!" You yelled at him. "Enough!" He slammed the table, almost knocking the bowl of soup.

You flinched as he pulled you to him harshly to him. "I'm going to keep you in here until you learn how to love me" he yelled in your face, enraged. "I will never love you" you laughed slightly. "I could never love someone like you...a psychopath." You said as you looked into his eyes.

He got more mad and raised his hand to slap you, but something inside stopped him. You looked at him confused, expecting him to hurt you. "Fine..you wanna starve to death?" Sangwoo said before throwing the bowl of soup to the wall, breaking the bowl.

He stood up and pulled you off the wheelchair. "Hey! What are you doing?!" You yelled. He dragged you out of the kitchen, ignoring your question. "Stop it, you're hurting me!" You yelled as your ankles ached like hell.

Sangwoo made his way to the basement. He dragged you inside as you fought back, making your ankles hurt more. "Let me go!" You yelled. He threw you inside. You teared up in pain when your legs collapsed on the floor.

"I will let come back when you learn how to respect me" he said before leaving, ignoring your yelling and crying. Sangwoo didn't want to leave you inside since he knew you were scared of the dark. But he felt like he had to.

Hours passed and it was nighttime. Sangwoo was in the living room watching television. He couldn't take his mind off you. He sighed and turned off the tv minutes later.

'It's been two months since I took her, this isn't going anywhere' he thought before groaning, annoyed. 'Why doesn't she understand that all that I'm doing is for her?' He kept thinking. "I should go check up on her" he mumbled before getting up and going to the basement .

He went inside and turned the light on. He felt bad when he saw you on the floor asleep. Sangwoo got on his knee and moved your hair out of your face. He looked at you and smiled sadly. "I'm sorry" he whispered and lifted you up.

He then got up and took you with him. Sangwoo took you to his room and layed you on his bed before laying next to you and wrapping his arms around you.

"I can't let you go, y/n. I don't want to lose you" he said before drifting to sleep with you in his arms.

#killing stalking #ks #oh sangwoo x reader #oh sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo #yandere

[burninggiantzipper]

The Sangwoo Hisoka fusion no one asked for, or as I like to call him the Antichrist reincarnate

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hisoka #ks #killing stalking #sangwoo #hisoka morow #oh sangwoo #cursed content #anime edit #clown #hisoka x reader #sangwoo x reader #im dissapointed #if youre attracted to either of these men go to therapy #thank you and goodnight #madlad #i’m so sorry this exists #me

[mrpenguinpants]

I did this instead of sleeping (it’s 4 am)

Wondering something. Is it too late to post stuff on Killing Stalking? Cause I’ve spent a good hour writing some Killing Stalking stuff but I don’t know if I should post it. Cause it’s kinda fucked up but KS is fucked up in general so it should be fine right? 

#ptff idk if this get's like 50 notes I'll go for it. It's a 5 part series (I might add more) #i should probably make it clear that its an x reader tho I'm so down to do a yoonbum x sangwoo cause the ending is bs #i mean its not #it fits really well but god dammit i will make my boys happy #cough x sister reader cough #ur totally not a corpse #killing stalking #oh sangwoo #yoonbum #ks #when I say fucked up I seriously mean it #sangwoo x reader

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

A-Z NSFW Alphabet | Yoon Bum

Pairing: Yoon Bum x f!reader

Word count: 2.8K

Warnings/contents: Sex, cursing, variety of kinks, very 18+

Notes: Against Sangwoo’s chapter, this one feels rather pathetic, doesn’t it? I don’t think he’s too kinky and honestly don’t think he’d have much sex if he wasn’t with someone so forceful (*coughcough*), so there wasn’t too much to put. This chapter is a lot more fluffy with it’s NSFW content! I hope you enjoy it! I did enjoy writing this and I’m excited to do more!

As soon as I can, I will post my Haikyuu Alphabet I did! But for now, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, those of you who requested it and read the KS content I have. Yoon Bum doesn’t have much yet, but I will grow his masterlist! 

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After everything, he’s pretty tired. Ready to snuggle up and get to sleep, but he would shower with you if needed. After sex, the two of you often help each other. Showering together, washing each others hair, changing sheets together if needed, helping each other get dressed quickly before getting in bed. If you’re tired, he can do everything himself, but often it’s a team effort. Lots of laughter and giggling before you end up falling asleep together

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Theirs: He doesn’t necessarily have a favorite part of his body. He doesn’t dislike his body, but he doesn’t have favorites and wouldn’t mind looking a little different, but he’s accepted his body as is, doesn’t have a favorite part even still

Yours: Truthfully, he loves every inch of your body. He’s always thought that you were sexually attractive— of course that isn’t what truly won him over in the end— but it caught his eye immediately. He may not be able to choose, too amazed by every inch of you to pick a favorite part of your body. However, one of his favorite parts (of many) are your thighs. He really likes to hold them, give them little squeezes while you’re making out, to feel them around his head and loves when you wrap your legs around him while he’s on top of you

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Yoon Bum is always anxious to cum in your mouth, nervous you’ll make a face, nervous you’ll be dissatisfied, but always pleasantly surprised when you swallow it and lick him off for extra. He prefers cumming inside of you, really, flushes when you move at the last second or if he slips out, gets deeply embarrassed when you pull him out of your mouth and he cums on your face

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Yoon Bum would be willing to have a threesome with you. However, he hasn’t mentioned it because he’s worried that you’ll enjoy the other person too much or the other person may do some things with you that Yoon Bum won’t do and you’ll want to have sex with them more often and he worries you’ll end up falling for them and leaving him. So, despite thinking about it sometimes and wondering if it would be interesting to do with you, he’s too anxious

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Initially he knew what he was doing, but he was also very inexperienced and needed time, guidance and a lot of vocal assurances. He had no shame in letting you help him, asking you questions to make sure what he was doing was right, occasionally getting a bit embarrassed when it came time for being inside of you and when you did things to him. Otherwise, he really enjoyed the experiences and learned pretty quickly

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Yoon Bum is a big fan of both missionary and when you ride him. He likes both, loves to make you feel good, loves it when you ride him and sort of take control of the situation. He wouldn’t mind other positions, he likes doggy sometimes and is willing to experiment, but these are his favorites

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

In the moment, things are never too serious. Things are open, vulnerable. He doesn’t necessarily joke around or aim to make you laugh, but he does make you laugh sometimes. You often giggle with each other at small mishaps that happen such as your heads bumping together while you’re kissing or taking each others clothes off. Things are never thought over too hard that one of you leaves embarrassed because of something the other said

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Often times, Yoon Bum shaves. In the least, he keeps it trimmed whether you’re having sex or not for his own comfort. He often finds it too itchy and it can bother him, so he simply gets rid of it. He does wash very well and keeps very clean, often showering in the morning and evening to at least wash his body off, especially if he had a longer day

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Things in bed are always loving and full of passion. Even when he was starting off with you and needed to get a better grip on things, Yoon Bum was clear with his love for you in more ways than how he verbally said it. The two of you took your time, you still often take your time and don’t rush things. Sex with him is very healing, loving, you’re never left unsatisfied or feeling unloved no matter how long you’re in bed

J = Jerk off (masterbation headcanon)

He doesn’t very often, hardly ever, really. When he finds himself hard, he tends to ignore it in hopes it’ll go away and be less of a burden. He would take care of it if it had been awhile and he happened to be in the mood for it, however he typically saves those times for you and chooses to ignore it until it goes away

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praising: Yoon Bum is always sweet to you, but in bed, he praises you so consistently. He does everything he can to verbally let you know how much he loves you as well as doing it in an unspoken way. With constant praises to your body, quietly telling you how good things feel and loving when you praise him in return and let him know he’s making you feel good, sex with Yoon Bum is full of love and praise

Squirting: He had never seen it before you did it, showing him how to make you do it as well, but he loved it immediately. He learned quickly with everything you taught him, this was no different. He quickly got you squirting on his face and the bed and making you feel so good you were nearly screaming his name as he prolonged your every orgasm so good

Scent kink: Whether it be a sweet perfume, your natural scent, the smell of your shampoo or your pussy in his face, Yoon Bum really enjoys smelling you. He loves the way you smell by his face when he’s between your legs, but he also enjoys the way you smell on your panties, however he isn’t too fond of admitting to that. He knows you love the way he smells when he wears nice cologne as well. He likes it when his scent rubs off on you and he can smell you on his shirts

Marking: He really likes to give you hickeys and to see them on your chest and thighs, but he also likes it when you give him hickeys as well. He also likes it when you scratch his back. As painful as it may be in the moment, he feels a strange sense of pride when he sees them, knowing that it was so good he had you so tightly clutching onto him. He occasionally leaves bruise marks on your hips when you ride him from how tightly he holds you

Overstimulation: Yoon Bum loves to overstimulate you, often getting easily overstimulated himself when he’s inside of you. The two of you can go for awhile, but that doesn’t mean you’re not sometimes quick to overstimulate when he plays with your clit and eats you out. The same for him when you’re clenching tight around him or suck his cock even after he cums to make him cum again

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

#1: The bedroom has always been and always will be his favorite place to have sex with you. It’s more comfortable, he likes to have the privacy and the space, able to shut the curtains and door and spend as much time as the two of you want alone together with nobody bothering you

#2: While he doesn’t like to do much like this anywhere but the bedroom, there’s nights where he will bend and the two of you have had a shorter session on the sofa. Most of the time you find your way to the bedroom, but if you’re desperate enough for each other, you just may end up with him inside of you on the sofa

M = Motivation (what turns them on/gets them going?)

Knowing what he’s doing is making you feel the best you could feel in the moment. That the way you’re moaning is completely in pleasure. That your squirms and whines aren’t a subtle way of you wanting him to stop. It’s why he’s vocal in bed, anxious about doing something you’re uncomfortable with and wanting you to feel the best he can make you every single time

N = No (something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

For the most part, Yoon Bum really doesn’t like to do things that are too harsh/aggressive in bed. Something he’s really not into is slapping. By no means do I think you’d be able to convince him to slap you, even if you liked it. An area he’s willing to bend but doesn’t like it too much is spanking. He may spank you, though it won’t be nearly as hard as you may want it and will only be a bit more than a pat on the butt with barely any distinct slapping noise

O = Oral (preferences in giving/receiving, skill, etc.)

He likes to eat you out, but when he first got with you, he needed to practice and he needed your guidance. For the most part, he knew what he was doing and could at least start himself off, but when it came to doing little things, he wanted extra reassurance that he was doing it right. That he was licking your clit right and using his tongue inside of you properly. To save both of you from trouble later down the road, he asked you enough if it was right or asked you to guide him so he knew what to do without question

He likes it when you suck his cock, but he won’t ask for it. He can be a bit embarrassed sometimes when it comes to you putting him in your mouth, but when you do it, he does enjoy it a lot. He likes it when you do it in places not necessarily right before sex. Sometimes when the two of you are watching a movie, if you get bored but he’s still interested. When he’s driving, he often enjoys it then, even if he gets flustered the first few times

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Especially at first, things can be rather slow, passionate, loving. Sex with him is never too rough. If you like it rough, he can go a bit harder, but there’s a lot of times that your sex is purely loving, more slow, sensual, caring. It’s hard to ever wonder if you’re enough for him when he’s constantly reminding you in and out of bed that he cares for you so deeply, both verbally and in his actions

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are rather rare, definitely not his favorite form of sex with you. He prefers to have more time with you in bed, however the two of you can occasionally get a bit frisky on the sofa on Friday nights when it’s been a little while since you’d had sex. However public quickies are almost completely nonexistent

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn’t mind trying new things so long as the communication between the two of you is strong and you both can agree on things to try. If one of you is uncomfortable with what you try but the other enjoyed it, that kink/toy is specifically saved for rare occasions or completely cut out depending on what you agree on after sex when you talk about it. Things are very fair in the bedroom and in your relationship with him

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

His stamina isn’t as impressive as some of the others, however he can often use you riding him as a moment to build it back up for you when you’re wanting to go longer. He also is willing to take short 20 minute breaks sometimes cuddling or talking and he’ll be able to go again. Typically, he can go for about 45 minutes to an hour

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t have any, but he isn’t necessarily against using something to aid in your pleasure if you wanted to try something. He doesn’t mind the thought of using a vibrator on you, knowing it can feel really good and he does want you to feel the best you can. However it may take a bit more convincing for things on the kinkier side. Though he thinks you look cute when you wear chokers and may even hook his finger in it to pull you in as he gets comfortable with it

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Yoon Bum isn’t much of a tease. When he’s in bed with you, he likes to give you what you want when you ask for it. He likes when you beg for him, though wouldn’t ask for it and nor would he deny you if you were to beg. He likes to make you feel good, often doing things the second that you ask for it and often times letting you take control of the situation even if he is technically on top of you in the position

V = Volume (how loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

His moans can be loud if he’s really feeling it or if the two of you have spent a long time in bed. He can frequently get embarrassed if he makes too much noise, getting flustered and hiding his face in your shoulder. His moans tend to be a bit whiny sometimes, occasionally high and more often than not rather shaky. He tries to bite back moans, but your temptings for him to continue to make noise can often override his embarrassment

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When the two of you can’t sleep, you often get out of bed together to do something. Either stargazing from the window or even sometimes making cookies late at night. You always end up tiredly laughing together, hanging out around the apartment in your pajamas, cuddling up on the sofa or sitting on the kitchen floor together with your backs to the counter and your head on his shoulder while you play with his fingers and whisper to each other as a snack cooks. These are some of his favorite nights and he loves how well he sleeps after, even if he only gets a couple of hours in

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Once he’s really comfortable with you, it doesn’t take much to get him hard. He’s far from what the others are— rather thin, though he is veiny. He’s around 5.3 inches and pretty sensitive when you tease beneath his cockhead or when he teases your entrance. He can be flustered sometimes, anxious he isn’t big enough for you and needs a simple kiss and a soft “I love you” for reassurance, especially if you had sex with a few people before him

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He doesn’t have a very high sex drive at all. Yoon Bum is more often than not perfectly happy simply cuddling up with you in bed and spending the night in your arms. He loves to cuddle, often turning down sex. He isn’t sexually driven, sometimes getting rather uncomfortable mid-session if he wasn’t fully in the mood. As sexually attracted to you as he is, sometimes the last thing he wants to do is be in bed for physical reasons outside of cuddling

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He can fall asleep pretty fast afterwards. Once the two of you lay in bed, especially after a long night, he’s already tired and ready to rest. He’ll stay up as long as he can with you, to talk or to watch tv or to just be there if you struggle sleeping, but he often falls asleep with his head on your shoulder no more than 25-30 minutes after the two of you get cuddled up and he’s comfortable. Minimum, Yoon Bum could easily fall asleep in 5 minutes

#killing stalking #killing stalking x female reader #killing stalking x reader #killing stalking x reader smut #killing stalking x reader fluff #killing stalking smut #killing stalking fluff #killing stalking yoon bum #yoon bum x female reader #yoon bum x reader #yoon bum x reader smut #yoon bum x reader fluff #yoon bum #yoon bum smut #yoon bum fluff #yoon bum imagines

[jojikawa]

Sangwoo x Killer!Fem!Reader

TW// if you know enough about killing stalking to be attracted to Sangwoo then there’s no reason for me to put a trigger warning.

MASTERLIST

✧『Fandom』: Killing Stalking

✧『Character』: Oh Sangwoo

✧『Word Count』: 3,746 words 19,661 characters

✧『Summary』: After meeting you, Sangwoo really began believing in love. First, he would aimlessly seduce unsuspecting people he developed a connection with for a kill but then he began to only do it to satisfy his urge to kill. The confidence he’s built up to that point about his love for you comes crashing down when your true intentions are revealed.

You had been dating Sangwoo for a few years now. The way it happened was unexpected actually. When searching for a person he wanted to kill, he thought that you’d be an easy target.

You were small, petite and your personality was a bit shy so in reality, no one would really notice when you’d stop coming to school, right? Yeah, you typically ate alone. No one would look for you.

Oh, how Sangwoo was mistaken. Killing you wasn’t easy at all. Any time he was able to convince himself he wanted to, he wasn’t actually able to go through with it. You were too kind, too warm, too pretty and you were nothing like his mom. It’s not worth killing you if you didn’t resemble his mother at all.

So, he continued to date you and be a real boyfriend. Technically, he was loyal but he would pretend to seduce others to take care of that pesky looming feeling of wanting to kill someone. He would do what he needed to and was in time for the date the two of you planned the very next day!

Everything about you was so gentle, his primal sense of being a protector would kick in at the very thought of you and he would turn into that jealous boyfriend that would say things like “You’re mine.” and “Only I can do that.” without realizing it until you told him how adorable he was.

Sangwoo wasn’t only confident but he was extremely self-aware of what he was capable of doing. He has been so sure of himself all of his life but you just knew how to get to him. You could get under his skin very well.

Whenever the two of you fought, it felt like only he would lose, even if you were the one crying. You could make him feel so horrible and he would go the extra mile to make things up to you by treating you to your favorite dinner or doing a couples’ activity you had been bugging him about.

It was so foreign to him. He didn’t know if you two were in a toxic relationship or if it were two toxic individuals in a good relationship. The two of you weren’t really meant for dating, right?

He didn’t know exactly what to do at this point. He didn’t kidnap you but still, he’s never let anyone live this long.

Then “it” happened.

“I love you, Sangwoo. I don’t want to break up with you.”

“Why not? I can’t ever make you happy.”

“You do make me happy.”

The feelings he had stored up could never be suppressed ever again. He loved you.

“I love you too.”

Without realizing what he had done, he brainlessly agreed to make living arrangements with you. He just—couldn’t say “no.” to you. This would make his killing a lot harder but he still had time to get it out of his system.

His place was usually kind of bland but having you in there and doing decorating together sounded like a treat. He really needed to get rid of that lingering blood smell. Surely, it’s not too bad? You wouldn’t notice, right? He hoped.

Damn, you made him so soft.

You were supposed to be moving in with him in the next week and a half or so, he needed to get to work fast.

Then a little parasite named “Yoon Bum” appeared.

Of course, a stalking little rat like him had to get in the way. Unfortunately, Yoon Bum really ignited that abusive captor within him. The abusiveness that you had suppressed and made him forget about with your kindness and loving nature.

When Yoon Bum confessed his love to Sangwoo, it only made him more angry and harmful towards the smaller male. Why would he want to come in between the two of you? Because you were a hot young couple?

No, he tortured Yoon Bum. He wanted to make him suffer for trying to ruin this moment in his life. Sangwoo loved you and wanted to be with you. Would you want to live with him if there was a pervert peeping inside and trying to break in?

You were too small and precious. You would surely decline after that. He had to end this man.

Sangwoo did his worse to Yoon Bum and finished up his killing in those short days. He got rid of the women’s clothing that was laying around from his previous victims and kept the good quality ones for possible gifts to you in the future. He didn’t want you to think he was cheating after all.

It had been a few years in the making but you were finally ready to kill Sangwoo. It was like love at first sight when you met him. He was the first person that you actually felt something for. You didn’t know why. Maybe because he was cute? Not only that but his possessiveness and mannerisms as a boyfriend were the perfect storm for the tragedy you had imagined.

You had been putting on this front for a long time now but once you had finally made your way into his home, you wouldn’t have to hide it for much longer.

It was true, you were small and petite compared to the big man himself, Sangwoo, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t win.

No, you wouldn’t shoot him or poison him or do anything to him in his sleep. You wanted him to be aware so that you could see his face as his world crumbled.

You had convinced him to let you live with him successfully and he was now setting the stage for his own death.

Little by little, Sangwoo would come to your parents' house, where you had been living, and take boxes you had packed in his car and drive it to his house. It was early in the morning, around 10:39am when Sangwoo had arrived again to take more boxes.

When he say you, you hadn’t yet changed out of your pajamas, making the conversation much more enjoyable because of how adorable you looked when you were tired.

“ ‘Woo? What are you doing here so early? You know I get up in the afternoon!” You giggled, standing in the doorway. You just watched him make enough room in his trunk to fit as much as he could.

Sangwoo just blushed. He liked that you called him “Woo” sometimes, instead of “Sangwoo.”

“I know but I got wrapped up in cleaning and I don’t want to be late so…” he trailed off as your eyes met. You weren’t standing in the doorway anymore. You were in front of him now. He didn’t see or hear you move this close.

You placed a hand on his cheek that he melted into. Your hands were so soft. “Thank you for doing this.”

“N-No problem.”

With your free hand, you grabbed his face and brought him down closer for a kiss. The two of you kissed passionately and when you had pulled away, he had still been waiting for more. This made you giggle again.

“Since this is the last of it, I can ride with you.” You told him.

His heart dropped. This was the last of your belongings, huh? He had done everything in his power to get Yoon Bum to behave well enough to have you inside until he was ready to dispose of him, but it still made him nervous.

What if you saw Yoon Bum? No, he couldn’t let thoughts like that penetrate his mind. You wouldn’t see the stalker. You would be fine.

Sangwoo fought a pit of anxiety waging war in his stomach as he drove you to his house. You were smug, wrapped up in one of your favorite blankets, dozing off next to him. By the time you had arrived, you were fast asleep again.

While you were asleep, he had put all the boxes in the house, putting the essential marked ones in the room the two of you would share. He made Yoon Bum stay in the basement and threatened him a bit so that he wouldn’t make noise.

You had woken up when you realized the car stopped and Sangwoo came to carry you to the room. Drifting in and out of sleep, you felt him pick you up and take you inside.

From the basement, Yoon Bum could hear different noises as he leaned against the stairs that led to the basement.

Female giggles, laughing from Sangwoo, movement, creaks.

Yoon Bum knew Sangwoo was dating someone and in secret too, despite seeing him with many other females during the day. You were the only reoccurring girl he saw Sangwoo with. Or at least, from what he could assume from the noises up there. He heard the lewd ones too.

“You know, I crave you a lot.”

“You do? How so?”

That was the last thing the broken boy heard before the loud, sweet sounds of the two of you making love together. Sangwoo has a high libido compared to the girl he was with but she would satisfy him every time.

Sangwoo was laying down on the couch with you on top of him. You straddle him with your naked lower halves being concealed under the blanket.

You had his huge length inside of you as he bucked his hips up and down. Whenever the two of you had sex, he found it very hard to keep up the “loving boyfriend” persona.

He would lose himself in your tightness, sometimes becoming almost animalistic. He would growl and grip your waist. He would grip every part of you hard enough to leave marks.

Alas! You enjoyed the roughness. The pain was very desirable, in a good way, and the man was very good at making you cum.

He never wanted you to leave.

You traced circles on his exposed chest as you bounced up and down. Your fingers lingered up with his neck. His skin was moist and shiny from how hard he was trying.

Too bad.

“Do you love me, Oh Sangwoo?” You asked in the most seductive tone you could replicate.

“Yes.”

“Say it.” You commanded, lightly pressing the tips of your fingers on either side of his neck, almost as if you were choking him. He liked to choke you too…

Now…

Now was the moment you had been waiting for! His cause of death could be…strangulation!

Well—No.

Your actions were interrupted when you had heard shuffling in this basement. Naturally, you were ecstatic at being in such a position of power, you were almost started. You couldn’t tell if it were actually excitement or just plain old anxiety. Sangwoo could realize what you’re doing before you were ready and in self-defense, he could kill you.

“What’s that?” You asked, innocently, turning your attention to the basement door in the distance. It didn’t seem to be secured properly and in a real sense, you were afraid of doors hanging open like that.

Sangwoo stopped thrusting, a little annoying that Yoon Bum has to make his presence known at a time like this but he wasn’t worried.

“Probably just the wind or rats.” He told you before readjusting you by your waist. “Rats!?” You exclaimed, almost falling off of him but he kept his grip on you.

“It’s fine! Can we just…” he trailed off, biting his lip and thrusting extremely hard, making you yelp. This turned him on so much.

Sangwoo went so hard that you began losing composure, letting go of his neck and grabbing onto him for support. He quickly came inside of you, coating your walls with his thick liquid.

You slumped on top of him, releasing and laying there on his chest with his arms around you.

He loved how small you were. He wanted to be together forever. He had to be very careful about his urges. If he killed someone and couldn’t cover it up enough for you, you’d leave him. If you left him, he would be broken once again.

Sangwoo wrapped his arms around you and held you close. It wasn’t long before he helped you get cleaned up and the two of you resumed your normal chatter.

This broke Yoon Bum. Being the witness of an act like this. It tore him apart.

For the most part, he was able to hold himself together but he would lose it little by little every day. Why?

Well, the two of you would do it almost every other night. During the day, you’d go off somewhere. Yoon Bum just assumed you went to school.

Sangwoo was able to convince you that he was “sick” so he wouldn’t always go with you. That’s when he would abuse Yoon Bum regularly.

You decided that you were ready to attempt to kill Sangwoo a second time. After getting home from your daily errands, you serenaded him again. You got him to have sex with you again and this time you really went in with the sweet-talking. You were self-aware of the effect you had on him. It was very cute.

He melted with every word and gesture. You could feel the member in his pants throbbing and twitching at everything you did but what would happen next was something not even you were prepared for.

You took the knife you had taken the time to nicely sharpen for him as you straddled your lover, raising the knife up quickly.

You let out a graceful “Aha~ ♡” leave your mouth before plunging the knife downward.

“NO!!”

You gasped. Sangwoo’s eyes weren’t closed and his face wasn’t flushed at your loving touch. It was pale and his eyes were wide as saucers. He stopped your attack by grabbing your wrist.

Once realization hit, you could see the hurt look washing over. He looked like he was about to cry.

The voice behind you that had screamed during your attack was a weak-looking boy who had been hanging out of the basement doorway.

You tried your best to force the knife down and due to his own shock, Sangwoo allowed himself to let you lower the knife into his skin. The pain caused him to snap back to reality. He pushed you off of him, causing you to fall bottom first onto the floor.

Sangwoo jumped up, pulling up his pants but remaining shirtless. You had his shirt on with no bottoms.

You didn’t expect him to defend himself against you with ease but you suspected that when you failed, he would kill you, namely in self-defense.

You pulled yourself to your feet and readied yourself to fight him. “I can’t believe you’re cheating on me.” You said with a smirk on your face. “With a scrawny guy, no less.” You had only gotten a short look at Yoon Bum. You couldn’t afford to take your eyes off of Oh Sangwoo.

Sangwoo remained silent for a moment. He looked at you with dead eyes and a sad frown. Then he said:

“I didn’t cheat.”

You tsk’d. “I didn’t peg you for a liar either.” You played with the tip of the knife. Yoon Bum could already tell that you were more of a monster than Sangwoo. You then lunged at Sangwoo with the knife in your hand.

Knifeplay was your favorite thing in the world. You love it more than sex. You loved it more than Sangwoo. It was the number one thing you were good at. You fought him with your knife and his ability of brute force couldn’t solve every problem. You were too smart and small. He couldn’t catch you.

Yoon Bum watched in horror. Was this good or bad?! He felt like he had to do something. Maybe if he could hold you down…

You found it odd that Sangwoo didn’t fight back. Normal people would be fearful at a time like this. If he continued to let you cut him up, he would die.

“Why…aren’t…you…fighting…back!” With every word, you swiped at Sangwoo, who didn’t make an effort to really protect himself.

“Because I love-“

He was cut off by you suddenly falling forward. You dropped your knife which Sangwoo quickly collected. Yoon Bum had grabbed your legs from the floor. He didn’t seem to be able to walk.

You growled, wiggling your legs until they were free and kicked Yoon Bum.

You stood up, pulling the oversized shirt you were wearing further down to cover your exposed lower half. The only thing you had done was confuse Sangwoo.

He was so in love with you. If you were anyone else, he would’ve killed you by now but all he wanted to do was embrace you. His brain wasn’t even letting him question your acts.

You had to run.

You bolted for the door but the moment you even began to gain momentum, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you back.

“No!”

You tried to remove his arms but you had been lifted up off the ground. You tried to make as much of a ruckus as you could. Kicking and making it so hard for him to control you.

Sangwoo took you back to the couch and placed you there. You tried to escape again but he trapped you with his body.

“I want to break up. I’m not your girlfriend!” You yelled out, hoping it would trigger a response from him. His face didn’t change much. Maybe it got a little sadder, though. Why were you acting like this? What did he do?

“(y/n). I love you.”

“I hate you, Sangwoo.”

He wanted to cry so badly. He had been hurt by everyone in his life and the one person he was in love with was hurting him too. It broke him. He wasn’t himself anymore. Not the Sangwoo that Yoon Bum would experience and not the Sangwoo you would experience. He seemed, emotionless.

“I didn’t cheat, (y/n). I promise. Please, stay with me. I’m nothing without you.”

“No, you’re disgusting and I hate you.” You tried to put on this front that you were upset at him cheating on you but you didn’t know how long you would be able to keep that up.

“I’m sorry.” His eyes became glossy. Tears fell out of his tired-looking eyes. You wanted to drink his tears. “Without you, I would be dead. You give my life so much meaning. You have to understand.”

“Then who is the scrawny loser and why did you lie about it.” If he truly fell for your facade then maybe you could try to kill him again…

“He’s from my school. I’m punishing him, b-but you can’t tell anyone.”

You loved this. Now you were in a position of power. It was time for another act.

Your eyes began to well up with tears. “Sangwoo…I’m sorry for attacking you. I-I thought you didn’t love me anymore.”

“I could never.” Sangwoo embraced you and your fake cried into his shoulder. “If you were gone, I wouldn’t be able to live. I would kill myself.”

“Really?”

When he pulled away, you sealed it with a kiss. He kissed you back. Sangwoo was so weak-minded. You could tell that trauma turned him into a blank canvas and you were the painter.

Sangwoo let you in on what he had been doing to Yoon Bum. You liked it. You enjoyed the chaos of the household. You also found the persona Sangwoo took on when he’d abuse Yoonbum. It turned you on and the interactions would result in hot steamy sex.

You had developed a genuine connection with Sangwoo due to all the chaos. Instead of resenting him, you had been fawning over him. Your urge to kill him turned into the urge to protect him and kill others instead. Like a cute Yandere.

You were so good at manipulating that in the end, Sangwoo still felt like he was in the wrong. His sadistic personality came out while in the basement but alone, in your shared room with him, it was like he hadn’t changed much. He was a little timid than you expected him to be.

He was still cut up from the fight the two of you had and you offered to help him. “Sangwoo~” He entered the room, almost immediately. His behavior reminded you of a big dog. If he had a tail, it would be wagging.

He had bandages all over his face and arms. They seemed to be sloppy as well. “May I help you with your wounds?” You smiled innocently. You already had a chair out that he sat in. His posture was poor because of how much taller he was than you when you were both sitting.

You took cotton swabs and dipped them inside of the peroxide. He watched you work with your hands. You were so good with your hands, even if they were small. You placed a hand on his cheek with fewer scars and started tending to the worse one.

He would flinch here and there but he was relatively quiet. While doing your job, you noticed that he would zone out a lot. You’d need to get his attention over and over for you to get areas like his chest and forearms and before you could finish he tried to make a move on you by kissing you.

You would’ve let him but knowing him, kissing would just lead to sex because his sex drive was insane!

When you were done, he would just sit there, looking at you like a stray animal or a dog that’s waiting for its owner to give them a snack. He would do this a lot. Most of the time, you’d entertain him, but if you were watching TV or doing one of your hobbies you’d ignore him. If he got tired of waiting for your affection, he would do odd things like taking your hand and placing it somewhere like his chest. Sometimes he would place your hand on his cheek and nuzzle into it. He would take anything if it were from you.

Unfortunately, genuine love between psychopaths was brewing. Although you hadn’t killed anyone yet, you seemed to be more of a threat to Sangwoo. He was a murder and abusive but somehow he showed more humanity than you ever could. Yoon Bum would be the one suffering from both sides...

#ks sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x y/n #sangwoo x you #oh sangwoo #sangwoo #killing stalking #killing stalking sangwoo #yandere #koogi killing stalking #Sangwoo headcanons #Killing Stalking Headcanons #Oh Sangwoo x reader

[yungisstar1117-writes]

Blood Fountain

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I’d like to make it clear this is fiction. This is not a realistic/fact-based representation of the guys it’s just my opinion.

Pairing: Yandere!Yunho x Gn!Reader

Genre: Horror

Warnings: Sangwoo is a complicated character with a lot of past trauma. I’m not excusing anything he has done but please bear that in mind as you read. Obviously this is horror not smut but there will be more lighthearted Yunho/Sangwoo smut content ahead. This is obviously in no way, shape or form an accurate representation of Yunho, so please don’t take it that way while reading. Before I start romanticising Sangwoo I wanted to do a fic that is more accurate first and more true to the original character, which is why the ending seems a lil bit iffy. Please read with discretion. This is a scene from KS that i have adapted slightly but this event actually occurs in KS.

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Side note: Yoonbum wears a skirt in KS so this is still Gn!

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Yunho had a fascination with knives, even owning an array of different types which he kept locked away somewhere. While all of his other weapons were left neglected, stained with dried blood and rusted with age, Yunho’s knives were perfect. He spent hours polishing and sharpening them, making sure they looked beautiful.

He faced the man infront of you two, reminded of his presence when he let out a cry. Neither of you could see the tears but loud sobs left his mouth, shaking his body as he cried. The sharpened knife gleamed in the light, deadly yet beautiful as it lay ductaped in the man’s grasp. Yunho smirked as he whispered into your ear, biting the shell of it.

“You know why I like knives so much? They remind me of myself. So perfect yet so twisted, so beautiful yet so deadly. A true weapon of destruction, because it deceives.”

You let out a whimper through the material gagging you as Yunho licked a long stripe up your sweat-drenched face. He then let out a contented sigh as he leaned onto your head, smiling softly as he pushed you forward more.

”We’re gonna do this together, okay? We’ll paint this room with blood.”

The man infront of you nodded quickly, holding the knife further out to impale you quicker and end this sooner. He didn’t want to do this but it was either you or him, and he knew who’s life he valued more.

Please, please don’t make me do this. Please, please!

This thought kept playing again and again in your mind as you now thrashed violently, muffled screams filling the room as you drew closer. Yunho just let out a chuckle when your stomach finally connected with the knife. The man also felt this, yet he heard no screams.

”What- What’s going on? Are they dead a-already?”

Yunho stayed silent, pressing you harder onto the knife. The man’s arms buckled, weak from exhaustion. It was then he felt the point, the cool metal sending goosebumps along his skin.

”Wait! N-No! I won the game! Why is the knife facing me?!”

Before he could move Yunho thrust you forward, knocking all the air out of your lungs as you collided with the hilt of the knife. You closed your eyes just in time to miss it entering the man’s stomach, hot blood spilling over your weakened body. Yunho let out a psychotic laugh as the man gurgled, coughing up hot blood all over your face.

Yunho pulled the gag from your mouth and muffled your screams with a kiss, the blood mixing with your saliva as he forced his tongue in. More blood poured from the man as he went limp, falling to the ground. Yunho didn’t even hesitate before sitting you between the man’s legs, spreading your own as he went in between them. He tugged at your clothes with a hunger as he bit your neck harshly, your own blood now mixing with the man’s as he finally tugged your skirt down.

“You look so fucking pretty right now Y/N, I can’t wait to break you.”



© 𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝.

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[yhwhsdaughter]

Eunuch! Bum x Queen! Reader + King! Sangwoo

word count: 4.1k

tw: sangwoo, noncon, abuse of power, misogyny, murder, cheating, degradation, choking, cursing, minors dni

Ongoing…

[Chapter 2] , [Chapter 3]

Upon sliding the doors open, you were welcomed to blood spraying on your face. Droplets kissed your cheeks and if it was a calmer atmosphere, it would give the illusion of a blush. Reality, however, was much horrifying. Shocked by this, you stopped to assess the scene. Everyone was afraid to move a muscle as the king swung his sword, killing the chief state councilor with a stroke. As his body fell, more blood puddled at your feet, staining your slippers. Once the initial horror faded, you sprang forward, hugging Sangwoo’s midriff. “Your Majesty! Please stop this!” It was a brave or perhaps foolish action, interfering with your ruler. Words falling on deaf ears, he pushed you from him. The closest guard caught your form. Despite his absolute authority, killing nobles without reason, especially high ranking officers, was frowned on.

This is madness.

Your king was beauteous and cruel. A month into his ascension to the throne and he was already crumbling the ideals in which this nation was founded. Stray hairs hung around his chiseled face, tiny beads of sweat mixed with blood giving him a sadistic gleam as he grinned. Looking your way for a moment, he lazily waved at guards, “Take the Queen to her room.” Without a choice, the two of them gently nudged you from the scene. “Your Highness, please follow us.” Though their faces remained unmoving, their tone revealed their true feelings on the matter. Palm pressed against your mouth, you threw one last glance at the massacre before you. Blinking any lingering emotions, you walked away.

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Pants filled the room as Sangwoo thrusted into you relentlessly. He was angry; even though he’d appointed new council members, he wasn’t sure he could trust them. In his mind, everyone was after his crown. You were angry as well, but for an entirely different reason.

You laid bare before your king, the fine robes that adorned your body pushed aside revealed your soft breasts; legs spread showed the path to your royal cunt. It disgusted you, thinking how many women had been in this bed, in your same position. Though the silk sheets were pristine, it could never truly wash away the sin. He grunted, “Stop overthinking. Just focus on—” he was close “—taking my seed, it’s all that matters.” Uncaring about your pleasure, Sangwoo bent you into an uncomfortable position, one that allowed his member to penetrate your walls at a deeper angle.

You allowed it.

The two of you, mostly you, were under incredible pressure to conceive. Not just a child, but a male heir. The fact that you hadn’t produced a son for the king was worrying to your mother. She wrote, often. It’s all she could talk about in her letters nowadays; there was fear in her that you would suffer as she did. Four miscarriages, three stillbirths, and then you. Highly superstitious, your mother believed that her misfortune was the price for the murder of the heirs by concubines in a fit of jealousy.

“Put a baby in me Sangwoo.”

You nearly begged, if only to end this. Making love wasn’t an option, nor your life a fairytale. No. King Sangwoo only fucked, and in the most inconvenient places too. You’ll never forget the embarrassment endured when you had tea with several noblewomen; your gracious king thought it would be appropriate to do it in a room adjacent to theirs. He bent you over a desk, throwing everything else off it, before sheathing himself inside of you. Emerging twenty minutes later, you couldn’t even look the ladies in the eyes. No one said anything, lest they lose their heads, but they knew.

Spurred by your words, Sangwoo thrusted faster and harder. “Fuuuck.” He stayed attached to you, like a dog, making sure your womb swallowed every last bit of his essence before pulling out. “Get pregnant.” Is all he said to you as he dressed again and exited the chambers. Out of breath and without a care, you laid there on the bed.

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A life of servitude awaited YoonBum the second he was born. His poverty stricken parents sold him to be a household slave. Doomed to this fate, Bum tried his best to follow through and avoid punishments. Unfortunately, his master was a sadist and everyday, he received a beating.

After running errands, Bum stood in line to receive the bags of rice his master had ordered. It was the last thing on his list before readying to go home and continue working. Being close by, he couldn’t help but overhear several gentlemen talking, “Where is that damned village?!”

The village in question, it seems, was Bum’s hometown. Because it was a tiny place full of peasants and criminals, cartographers didn’t bother putting it on a map. Only those that came from there knew the area. Sangwoo caught him staring. Quickly glancing away, Bum only saw the man motioning to his companions from the corner of his eye. In a matter of seconds, he was facing the man. He was dressed in purple robes and a gat, symbolizing his status. “Do you know where this village is?”

Daring not to look him in the eye, Bum was slow to nod. He’d been out long enough; his master was probably marching towards the market to drag him home. “Show me.” As guessed, a heavy man came barreling in their direction. He was red in the face. “Bum!” Master Yoon screamed obscenities. Coming to a stop, he sneered at the men.

“We need your servant.”

Though the statement seemed like a request, Sangwoo’s tone made it clear that it was an order. The balding man huffed, ready to curse him out and refuse when Sangwoo showed his name tag. It was made of a cool stone, Oh Sangwoo engraved with the royal crest. The fact that was once red turned pale in realization. Meek before his ruler, Mister Yoon had no choice but to relent. “We’ll be taking him then.”

Bum felt his humanity slip away as he was given to another man so easily. With his head bowed down, he followed this strange new path forged by the man in purple robes.

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The Heavens decided to smile on YoonBum when he saved the king’s life.

It was an accident, really. The guards felt no threat to the approaching figure in the form of a frail, old lady who was an assassin in disguise. YoonBum saw the knife before they did, jumping in front of Sangwoo.

Adrenaline in his system, Bum didn’t realize he was stabbed till he felt warmth seeping through his rags. Looking down, red spread around the area. It hurt. Badly. Bum’s legs felt like noodles; the little energy he had left his body as he collapsed onto the dirt. Even breathing was painful. His intervention set things in motion. One of the bodyguards chased down the assassin, two stood by Sangwoo and another leant down to help him. He must’ve asked something important but Bum couldn’t hear him clearly. It’s like he was submerged underwater. The last thing he saw before his vision turned black, was Sangwoo staring at him with interest.

He woke up in the nicest room he’s ever been.

The king didn’t visit him personally but he was sent a letter. Red overtook his face as he was forced to admit he didn’t know how to read. The servant relayed the contents, stating that when he was recovered, he would serve the king closely. From someone of his birth, it was the best he could get. YoonBum suddenly felt immensely grateful; he would no longer sleep in a shed with the pigs but a real mat! The pain on his side reminded him of the price he’d paid for this position, but he was used to being hurt. At least now it served to help him.

As the moment of glee passed, Bum realized he didn’t quite know the etiquette of serving the king. Joy left his body as he wondered how he would figure it out.

Like him, Sangwoo was plagued by this constant state of unhappiness. After the attempt on his life, he would think his subjects would be glad to see him breathing but instead he got murmurs of concern. What if he’d died? Who would’ve taken the throne since there was no heir? It would’ve thrown the palace into chaos.

Their silent pleas did not go unheard. “Maybe I should have them killed. Them and their entire families—” he paused when he saw you in the gardens, smiling at one of your ladies. His heart twisted. Sangwoo couldn’t explain it, but he always got the urge to inflict pain on you. He could say it stemmed from a place of resentment. How hard was it to get pregnant? If you gave him a son, he wouldn’t be pestered by these old fucks. Not to mention, your face contorting in distress was intoxicating—not even the concubines could compete with that.

Beneath his robes, his cock twitched with excitement. Oh, how he was going to enjoy this. Approaching your unsuspecting figure, he threw a dazzling smile to your courtesans. Sangwoo knew how to use his assets advantageously. Despite the suffering he caused, people were rendered speechless by his charm and good-looks.

He was like a snake, slithering towards his prey, waiting to attack. You did not hear him coming till you saw your ladies-in-waiting bowing. Greeting him appropriately, you expressed your relief. “Your Highness, I am glad to see you unharmed.”

It’d been a while since you last saw him; when he arrived, the rumour about the assassin spread like wildfire. “My Queen, you are truly a vision. These flowers have nothing on your beauty. You are proof that absence makes the heart grow fonder.” His honeyed words felt like prodding the bees’ nest. If you weren’t careful, you would be stung.

The only times he was this affectionate was when he wanted something. He played the same lovestruck role with your father to convince him of marrying you. Sending your ladies off, Sangwoo dropped his smile. His expression was replaced with desperation. Pulling on your wrist, the two of you traversed to your quarters since they were closer. “Ah!” Thrown harshly onto the bed, you hardly had time to compose yourself before he was mounting you. “Let’s put your cursed womb to good use.” A gasp escaped your lips as he entered you without warning. Your hands formed to fists, grabbing onto the sheets for dear life. It hurts, it hurts!

“Your Majesty! Please— aaah! Be more gentle..!”

Without seeing his face, you could already picture his cruel smirk. “You were born a disappointment. The least you could do is serve your purpose as my wife and bear me an heir.” His words angered you. Managing to twist away, you tried to escape his iron grip. This only resulted in you being pushed onto your back. Sangwoo pried your legs open and realigned himself.

Slap!

Sangwoo’s eyes widened with disbelief. The stinging in his cheek somehow made his pulse beat faster. Hands wrapping around your throat, he squeezed. “You should treat your king with more reverence. It would be a shame if the nation lost its queen. Especially one who can be easily replaced.” Having been the youngest war general, Sangwoo had strength to spare. Your hands seemed small as they banged on his form, silently begging to release you.

Having your life in his hands gave him the edge he needed to cum. With a low moan, Sangwoo emptied himself inside you. In turn, you couldn’t even focus on anything else other than breathing, choking as you gasped for air that you’d previously been deprived of. Knowing that he was capable of committing the worst, death seemed better than staying by his side.

“Perhaps I am not the problem, Your Majesty.”

Your voice was raspy but it rang clear across his majesty’s mind. Your words struck deep, like a knife embedded in his brain. It created a wound that would eventually fester. “Shut up.”

As if to disprove your point, he visited every concubine, not leaving until none of them were left untouched. He needed a son, one way or another, and if you wouldn’t give it to him, he would seek it elsewhere.

—

YoonBum was mostly healed; if anything, it appeared he’d been forgotten after a week of rest. The medic was currently tending to his wound, “It's healing nicely. A few more days and you should be out of here.”

The two of them turned at the sound of the door sliding open, immediately bowing at Her Highness’ entrance.

“Your Majesty, how can I be of use?” It was a bit surprising to see you there; your medical checkup wasn’t till another month. He wondered if you were feeling ill. Fabric wrapped around your neck; the weather was tepid, even inside the palace. That’s when he noticed the purple marks that peeked from under the material. Aware of his pointed stare, you moved the scarf upwards to conceal it. “I need you to acquire these medicinal herbs for me.” Taking the list, he read it carefully. How odd. Before he could ask what they were for, you added, “Your discretion would be appreciated.”

“Of course.”

Bum sat there silently, head facing the floor when you acknowledged him. “Are you the man that saved my husband?” Snapping upwards, he sputtered before letting out a quick “Yes!” Finally having a chance to gaze at your face, Bum felt himself turning red. Dressed in the finest silks from head to toe, standing with an air of regalness, was you. Unlike the king, there was warmth in you. Being in the presence of such a being felt unreal.

At first glance, the young man seemed no different than the other servants. However, his pink cheeks reminded you of innocence that one so rarely saw in the palace, which was filled with betrayal and resentment. His disposition was kind of endearing. You hoped he would remain like this, untainted by the world. “Then I must thank you.”

At your words, Bum’s figure lowered, forehead touching the wood. “Y-your Highness is too kind!” This position caused him a stab of discomfort, applying pressure to his wound yet he refused to straighten up. Noticing, you motioned at him, “Don’t force yourself.”

With that brief interaction, you were gone.

Entering your chambers, you signaled for the maid. Unwrapping the silk bandages, you stared at the mirror. Your husband’s marks served as a reminder of who held the power in this union. The young woman kneeled before you, taking a round brush and rolling it in powder. Although her ministrations were gentle, you couldn’t help but hiss when it applied pressure to your tender skin. “Forgive this servant, Your Majesty!”

“Don’t mind it. Continue.”

—

The king was anxious.

It was one thing for you to not get pregnant, but he’d been keeping busy and there was still no news of concubines with child. Reminded and bothered by your words, he summoned the royal physician. Sangwoo believed he wasn’t the problem, he just needed confirmation. What did you know? He wanted an expert to say that he was fulfilling his duties as king and it was everybody else that lacked.

“I’m sorry to say this, Your Highness.. but you’re infertile.”

With great effort, Sangwoo stopped himself from strangulating the doctor. It was impossible. A frown etched itself in Sangwoo’s face, his handsome features twisting into something scary. “You’re wrong.” It didn’t make sense; as a healthy male in his prime, Sangwoo shouldn’t have a problem fathering as many children as he could. There were several causes that may have caused his infertility, especially since he was a war general but the fact remained that he could not produce children.

Only an heir of royal blood could be king.

He forced the poor man to do every test available to ensure this. The result was the same. Again. And again. “You must not be doing your job right.” As the guards dragged the pleading man, a piece of paper fell from the medics’ robes during the struggle. Picking it up, Sangwoo recognized your handwriting.

“What’s this?”

There was temporary relief in the man’s face as Sangwoo stopped in front of him. “That.. the Queen requested a few me-medicinal herbs.” It didn’t sit right with Sangwoo. Why on earth would you need this shit? The physician seemed hesitant to answer his question. A rough push finally ushered him to say, “Alone these herbs are fine, but mixed..”

As requested, the herbs were delivered to you by the doctor’s assistant. The timing was perfect too. “Why didn’t your master deliver these himself?” Nervous, the boy stuttered a few excuses before asking for permission to leave. That should’ve raised flags in your head but you wanted the plan to work. You needed it to work.

The king had finally taken time out of his busy schedule to visit you, and not just to copulate. He was kind enough to accept your invitation to have a picnic at the pavilion. It was surrounded by a grand lake and vividly green trees; a true landscape.

Sangwoo arrived with a familiar man at his side. You realized you never asked for his name, though that was easily fixed when Sangwoo made a vague motion towards him. “That’s Bum.” He was dressed in green and Sangwoo in red. In comparison to their bright colors, you wore a soft pastel pink, denoting your sophisticated features.

Sitting down, you signaled the servant to begin pouring the soup. Sangwoo raised a brow, curious, “You’re not going to eat?” Listening to your response, a smile appeared on his face. “I wanted to make a special meal for Your Highness, from the bottom of my heart.” It was unnerving, the way he looked at you. Still, you never lost composure, waiting patiently for him. That is, until he asked Bum to lean down and try it. Obedient, the male did so without question. Eyes widening, you managed to stop Bum from tasting. Your hand held onto his wrist tightly—the spoon hovering centimeters from his lips. A few droplets spilled onto the wooden table. Sangwoo tilted his head to the side, innocent expression in tow. “Something wrong?”

Everything is wrong!

Sangwoo knew. You didn’t know how, but of this, you were sure. Fear is what he wanted and you weren’t going to give it to him. “This meat in this broth was especially prepared for His Royal Highness. It shouldn’t go to waste on someone else.” The tip of Bum’s ears burned from embarrassment. He was under the impression you were a benevolent queen; instead, he was reminded of his lowly status. Of course he couldn’t eat the expensive meat, a peasant like him wouldn’t know how to appreciate the flavor. The hurt on his face was evident but he turned to the king, awaiting further instructions. Sangwoo wasn’t fazed, “Don’t be silly.”

Taking the spoon, Sangwoo offered it to you.

You stared at it, unmoving. Sangwoo poked your lips, “Who else but the Queen would be worthy to try such delicacy?” He was baiting you, daring you to deny or confess. Neither was an option. Grabbing the spoon from him, you slowly opened your mouth and dropped the contents inside. Sangwoo’s eyes narrowed slightly but he said nothing. “Swallow.” Damn him to hell. Before you could do such a thing, a guard interrupted. Apparently there were news concerning Yang Seungbae, a traitor to the crown; he was spotted near a town on the outskirts of the forest.

Sangwoo hated him. More than anyone. That bastard was working hard to rally forces that would conspire against him. While things were peaceful at court, Sangwoo had felt a shift ever since the assassination attempt. His eye twitched in annoyance, though you weren’t entirely positive if it was because of Seungbae or the fact that he’d been interrupted. Sitting completely still, you watched as Sangwoo whispered to Bum before leaving. As soon as he was gone, you grabbed a handkerchief and spit out the soup. This action worries a few servants but you waved them off. “It’s cold.” They couldn’t understand as you ordered them to throw it, seeing as it was perfectly edible. Such a waste, disposing of such good meat.

Bum followed you like a lost puppy. The first night Sangwoo bedded him, YoonBum experienced true love. It wasn’t gentle; the king’s touch harbored no hatred but passion. Bum had never felt like that. It made him feel special; the ruler of the country placed his lips and strong hands on his skinny body. He had a queen, concubines, and still, he went to him. Elated couldn’t begin to describe how Bum felt. His feelings for his king were all-consuming. Since then, he’d made a promise to follow every order Sangwoo asked of him. Bum didn’t have anything against you, truly, but his loyalty laid with his king.

On their way back, they encountered Imperial Concubine Min Jieun. The crowd following her greeted you respectfully, and while she did so too, there was a triumphant smirk on her face. Nodding in acknowledgment, you continued walking, enjoying nature. The sun warmed your skin, making you forget about any worries, if only for a moment. Once the group was out of earshot, you glanced at your companion. “What was that about?” It was no secret how spoiled Min Jieun was; she was a woman of noble birth, groomed to perfection. That’s the facade she chose to wear instead of the power hungry bitch she was. Envy burned in every particle of her body. She wanted you out of the picture—she wanted to be queen and mother of Sangwoo’s children. Still, your position commanded respect. Your lady leaned in, whispering, “There’s rumors that she’s with child.”

“Oh.”

Bum watched your composed reaction with intrigue. He could understand if you held a grudge towards her. He did. You would always be first to the king, so he had to accept that. Bum knew it was the way things ran. However, he couldn’t say the same for the other concubines. They had the chance to bear Sangwoo’s child. Bum only wished he could do so too. Alas, this resentment made him feel guilty because the concubines were amicable women—well, except Min Jieun. He didn’t realize that they were shackled to this restrictive lifestyle; that they had no choice but to make the best of the situation.

“Is there something you want to say?”

Almost jumping at the sudden sound of your voice, Bum gazed around to see who you were talking to. Finding your clear eyes on him, he realized you’d seen through him. “Uh.. n-no, Your Majesty..”

“Say it.”

“How.. how does Your Majesty handle it?”

Though the question itself was vague, you got the gist. “Queens are expected to rise above such earthly emotions.” You had a solemn expression and the grip around your fan tightened, “Jealousy is futile.”

Nodding, Bum felt like he’d swallowed vinegar. This revelation left him in deep thought. Perhaps that was the difference between royals and peasants; possessiveness was quick to overtake him while you had to live with the knowledge that your husband would seek the company of others.

Hm, maybe he was right not to envy you.

—

“The Queen has fallen ill.”

It was so sudden; you were so healthy one day and the next, chills racked your body, fever uncontrollable. The court tried to be positive on the matter but it wasn’t looking good. Sangwoo was advised to refrain from visiting you—if he got sick too, it would affect the entire nation. “I will see my wife as I see fit.”

“Open the door and step aside.”

He was like an angel of death, entering with eerie calmness. Even through the soft curtains he could see your weakened form. You looked thinner, unable to eat. The physicians tried to get you to consume anything but it was just regurgitated in minutes.

The bed dipped under his weight as he sat next to you.

“Did you eat something bad?” He caressed your face, pushing hairs away that stuck due to the sweat. Fingers tightening on the blankets, you managed to open your mouth. “Congratulations.” Lips pale and cracked, you smiled sardonically. Sangwoo wasn’t expecting that reaction. “What are you talking about?”

“I’ve heard news that Concubine Jieun is pregnant.”

A dark look crossed his face. “Is that so?” He stood, “Perhaps I should pay her a visit.” Though his tone was mocking, there was something bothering Sangwoo. Fortunately for the king, you were too woozy to think straight. Leaning down, Sangwoo placed a hand behind your neck, lifting you just a bit, enough to kiss your lips.

“Don’t die.”

#oh sangwoo #sangwoo x yoonbum #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo #yoonbum x you #yoonbum x y/n #yoonbum x reader #killing stalking yoonbum #killing stalking #ks yoonbum #ks sangwoo #yang seungbae #king x reader

[eydi-andrius]

The Beginning after the Finale

Pairing: Yoonbum x Foreigner Detective Female Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: Idk I used my notes for this. :/

Warnings: May or may not continue this one.

- Also, this is my first published fic cuz' I'm a coward so there will be many grammatical errors but I did try to proofread it. I SWEAR!

- Lastly, I'm a new user of tumblr.

- Oh yeah! ALWAYS WEAR YOUR SEATBELT and I did wrote some curse words...

Summary: A childhood acquaintance of Yoonbum came back to find out that her first case in South Korea will include Yoonbum as a victim.

(I'm always looking for fics about after KS but found a little so I created one for myself.)

The story starts after the chapter ending of Killing Stalking.

You just came back to your hometown after studying and working a bit in US. You never really want to stay there in the first place but your parents doesn't like you staying alone in South Korea. You can't really argue with that. A 16 year old highschool student alone and living on a "not so safe neighborhood where a renter uncle beat the shit out of his nephew while his grandmother watch the whole ordeal afraid of his son putting his anger on her."

You can't help but sigh after remembering what happened to your childhood friend whose name you can't remember.

Him, his uncle and grandmother rents a house your parents owned. The rent was cheap because your parents doesn't really care about the money. At that time they just want a good neighbor to live next to the house where their daughter lived alone.

The uncle appeared to be friendly, caring and kind when he applied for the house. Having his mother lived with him was a plus to your parents because at least someone old will took care of you for sure. However, after his nephew's parents died on a tragic accident, the uncle became aggressive and unreasonably hit his nephew and blame him for what happened.

Of course when your parent's found out your mother's hystericlly ordered you to go lived with them abroad. At that time, you flat out refused them but after hearing their second angry suggestion of kicking out the renter, you just decided to go and obey them afraid of making it worse for the nephew.

"The nephew hmnnm..." you murmur as you try to recall that nephew's name and face. It's been too long and you only remember bits of information about him. Like how feminine his stature was. The way he look shyly when you greeted and passed by him on the streets while walking to school. How his face powdered with red whenever you saw him and smiled widely at him. However despite all those memories, his face and identity remained a mystery. His face was blurry, same with his name.

You huffed angrily as you drum your fingers on the steering wheel. You're annoyed to yourself for forgetting the most important information. Nostalgia seeped through you whenever you think about him. Maybe because you thought he was unique and had an honest air around him. You liked that and you'd like to see him again. And deeply you hoped that he was doing fine.

"DEATH PENALTY FOR THAT BASTARD PSYCHOPATH!" You got spooked after hearing a loud booming voice from a megaphone. It was a quiet day and a shout like that can be heard throughout this town. Luckily the traffic light blared red and so you've got a chance to observe what is happening outside.

Lots of people are yelling with placards on hand in front of Jonggan Hospital. Young and old were gathered outside. Looking and shouting angrily to put a certain someone named "Sangwoo" to jail until he die or punished him with death penalty. You frowned. Death penalty isn't a thing in South Korea anymore right? This person probably did something horrendous to get a suggestion like that from old and young folks.

"Good heavens! What happened to this small town?" You questioned as you shake your head then look at the countdown for a greenlight ready to go forward. Two seconds more. You said on your head.

One last look on the crowd and you decided to drove off when a scrawny boy decided to run when the greenlight was on. You stopped before you run over him but your car still bumped his body. Making him fall over the pedestrian lane.

"Fuck!" You yelled shocked and angrily from the unexpected accident. Hurriedly, you got out your car to see if the man was okay.

You heard the loud beeping noise of horns behind your car when you got out furious at you for stopping so suddenly. However, you are more concerned to the man you almost run over with your car.

"Are you okay!? Do you know how dangerous running on a pedestrian lane with greenlight on!?" You yelled worriedly as you crouched down to check if he was okay.

The guys seemed shocked about what happened and continued to look down on the cement. And so you decided to touch both of his cheeks with your hands and forced his face to look at you. Your eyes went wide as you recognize the face infront of you.

"I'm sorr-"

"Yoonbum!" You interrupted the guy's apology as he spoke when you recognized that small and scrawny face of your childhood neighbor. The nephew you're thinking about just earlier.

Yoonbum blinked when you yelled out his name in surprise.

"Do I k-know you?" Yoonbum stuttered as he frowned questioningly at you.

"Oh my gosh! It's really you! This is me, [Y/N]. You look thinner than you do when we were younger." You beamed as slowly all of your memories of him came flooding back. That scrawny, shy and honest boy you knew is right in front of you.

"[Y/N]? I-" The angry noises of car horns stopped Yoonbum from talking and you realized where the two of you at the moment.

"I'm glad that I got to see you again but the road is not a place for our little reunion. C'mon!" You smiled as you offer your hand and help him to get into your car.

You repeatedly look at the rearview mirror to confirm if the guy you just saw and almost run over was really Yoonbum. Feeling your eyes at him, he looked at the rearview mirror too and your eyes meet. He immediately look away while an obvious blush painted his cheeks.

"I really can't believe this. I was just thinking about you earlier you know. And pondering over what's your name and how do you look but then I run over you. I mean, almost." You chuckled as you slightly looked at him while driving.

You wet your lips and continue talking. "I'm so happy to finally meet you again, Yoonbum." Smiling slightly while looking at the rearview mirror. This time, your eyes meet again but he didn't look away.

"Uhmmm.." You heard Yoonbum uttered softly so you glance his way. You saw him twiddling his thumbs.

"Go on." You nod while looking at the road to encourage him to say whatever he had in mind.

"Do I know you?" Surprised, you stopped and your car screeched loudly. You heard a loud thud beside you.

"Awwww...."

You gasped in horror when you saw Yoonbum's bloody forehead. You immediately grab some tissues on the back sit and dabbed softly on his open wound. That's when you realized that all this time he was not wearing his seatbelt. You cursed under your breathe and muttered a silent sorry to Yoonbum for driving carelessly. You just didn't expect him not to know you when he voluntarily rode your car and listen to your ramblings about him.

Luckily you're on your way to the hospital parking lot. You were really worried about Yoonbum earlier that you decided to bring him to the hospital to be checked by the doctors if he had any injuries from the almost accident.

You got out of the car immediately and guide him to the emergency entrance. On your way there, you saw a police in uniform narrowed his eyes on your direction and jogged angrily where the two of you are. You felt Yoonbum's grip tighten on your hand.

When the police was just two steps away from you and Yoonbum. You hid him fast and pushed the officer away.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! What do you think you are doing? You are scaring my friend, officer." You said sarcastically as you shoved the glaring guy in front of you.

The police officer eyebrows knitted into one. "Ma'am, I mean no harm to you and your friend. But I need to talk to him." He emphasized the word friend as he tried to look behind you. You felt Yoonbum cowers in fear. You hold tightens on his hands. Clearly, there was really something wrong here. However, even though you want to fight the man in uniform, Yoonbum needs his wound treated.

"I'd like to let you, good sir but my friend's head is bleeding and he needs immediate care."

You didn't wait for his reply and you brought Yoonbum to the nearest nurse to help him with his wound.

From your peripheral vision, you saw the officer followed the two of you. When the nurse finally assisted your friend, you immediately stop the officer from interrogating Yoonbum further.

"You know, I don't have any clue about what you need from Yoonbum but can you stop? He almost got into an accident today and by the way his body responds to you, you were making things harder for him. So can you please stop." You glared daggers at the officer who just replied on your statement with a frown.

"Ma'am-"

"[L/N], [Y/N] [L/N]" You interrupted him which made his frown into a scowl.

"Okay, Ms. [L/N]. By the way you look, you're probably just got here and don't know what happened. Your friend there, Mr. Yoon was a victim of a serial killer. Him being out is not good for he was still suspected to be an accomplice even though the court already ordered his innocence." He nonchantly explained as he pointed his hand to Yoonbum who's being tended by a nurse.

He left your mouth agape with his revelation and walked pass you to sit beside the now patched Yoonbum. You followed and immediately hugged Yoonbum protectively from the officer who didn't even tell his name yet.

Then you remembered that Yoonbum doesn't remember you still and so you dropped your arms and just crouched in front of him to look into his eyes. You hold his hands and help him remember you.

"Yoonbum. This is me [Y/N]. The ow-"

"Owner of the house my uncle rented for us." You smiled when Yoonbum continued your sentence. He smiled back with that boyish innocent smile you remembered before but with eyes full with uncertainty and sadness.

"Sorry for interrupting your little reunion but didn't I told you Mr. Yoon to not go out alone to Jonngang Hospital?" The officer glared at Yoonbum who was trying to look and move away.

You bit your lips and stand up to fight the officer for being rude to the obvious scared Yoonbum.

"You nasty off-"

"Seungbae. Officer Seungbae for you Ms. [Y/N]" He interrupted looking at you. As if telling you to fight him.

"Okay, Officer Seungbae. I do understand that you're just trying to protect Yoonbum but can you please stop being nasty and rude to him. He was obviously shooked from what happened to him earlier-"

"And if you don't know Ms. [Y/N], the foreigner. In Jonggang Hospital lies the culprit who broke your friend's legs and forced him to do nasty things for months. And if the people caught him there, the people might become more hostile and believed further that he was an accomplice. Just letting you know in case you don't know" Your jaw clenched at the sneering statement of the officer. You're not annoyed by the fact that you know nothing on Yoonbum's case but the fact that this officer was basically putting all of his anger at you and making you look like a fool.

Instead of continuing the banter with him, you looked at Yoonbum's eyes again who continued to look away.

You have these cases in the US when you're still working there as a detective. Some serial killer let a victim alive to break them and make them believe that they were just like them. Cases abroad are nastier than in here but after hearing that your friend had suffered directly from a psycopath made your heart wrenched in sadness for him. It will take some time to heal them but knowing the person who suffered made you want to help them more wholeheartedly.

"Yoonbum please look at me" You placed both of your hands upon his cheek guiding his face to look at you.

"I don't know what happened and do not know the real reason why you still want to see him despite what he did to you. Maybe to see him suffer or whatever but I believe that you're innocent. Maybe he ordered you to do nasty things to make you crazy or make you believe that you're just like him but I still do believe in your innocence because you are a victim of him too. Whatever you have in mind, I'll listen to you and guide you through the process. Trust me." You looked at him with your heart out to let him know your sincerity to help him despite the years you hadn't been with him.

Yoonbum looked at you for sometime and then nod squeezing your wrists near his cheeks.

You smiled at him.

You admire how strong he was despite all the struggles he suffered through his lifetime. You promised to yourself that you will help him this time and will not runaway because its dangerous or whatsoever.

You squeezed his hands tight and nod at him happily.

P.S. Notes are highly appreciated. Thank you so much!

#yoonbumxreader #killing stalking #fanfic #afterks #yang seungbae #yoonbum #seungbae x reader #idk how to tag lmao #idk how to tag anymore #idk how to tag stuff #idk how to use tumblr #idk how to tag lol

[androgynousblackbox]

why are antis even in the Killing stalking fandom!? Is it one of those things where they view themselves as purer above others despite consuming the same "filthy" media? Cause i don't know anymore, I'm tired of seeing a killing stalking fan and telling them I like sangwoo and getting death threats and tired of them purifying sangwoo in fanfic with their "non serial killer sangwoo au x reader" and saying I'm an abuser if I like killer sangwoo like godamn let me enjoy my murderous baby in peace...

Is it one of those things where they view themselves as purer above others despite consuming the same "filthy" media? Oh, absolutely. 100%. No doubt about it. James Somerton's video, you know, the serial plagiarist that can't stop stealing from queer content creators, and it's comment section is really the most perfect example of this because it's filled with this attitude "I enjoy this story the RIGHT WAY and everyone who likes Sangwoo or ships him with Bum has something wrong with them". They truly do believe that because they view the story as a horror story and nothing else, they don't think there is any love, they don't think these characters love each other (even if ALLEGEDLY it was confirmed by the author they do) and only see it as a story about abuse it makes them better than the rest of the fandom, who was there fighting for this story and supporting it long before any of those fuckers even knew about it. It's frustrating to say the least. Now, if someone is just innocently having their AU where Sangwoo somehow is a good boy, I don't really have any issues with it. I enjoy Sangwoo as a character BECAUSE he is a serial killers, that is what makes him interesting to me. But if someone else only wants his face and muscles on top of an actual good guy, then that is fucking valid of them. People have a right to like attractive characters whatever way they want. But if you do that and then go to try to police how others should enjoy him, you are a piece of shit, full stop. Like, many of those fans that person despise would have IMMEDIATELY jumped to defend them if anyone was giving them shit for reading KS AT ALL, which happened quite fucking a lot when KS was still a hot topic here on tumblr. There was a time in which antis were saying that KS was wholly homophobic without reading a single word of it, and to see fans acting on this way is truly dissapointing.

[asadisticj]

write me back (oh sangwoo x reader)

you went through your mail. you saw an envelope that caught your eye. you grabbed it and looked at the address that was sent from. ‘that’s odd...who would write me from prison..’ you thought. Then it hit you

“no..it can’t be..” you said to yourself. you opened the letter quickly and began to read it.

‘my dear y/n,

it’s been a year since that terrible day. I been worried about you a lot since. when i heard that you woke up from that horrible coma a few days ago, i couldn’t help but to contact you and see how you were doing. do you still hate me? am i forgiven? i have a lot of questions. i have been getting help from my therapist. i wish i could see you, but i know you might be a bit traumatized of me and what i did to you and bum. at least we’ll see each other again. soon. i will be getting out in a month.’

your heart dropped. 

‘i hope you don’t have a restraining order on me. i would be very disappointed if you did. i will see you soon y/n. very soon.

-sangwoo

ps. write me back’

you let out a shaky sigh, the letter slipping out of your hand. you had many questions in your head. ‘how did he know where you lived at?’ ‘how did he also know that you woke up from a coma days ago.’ 

at least the restraining order forbid him to be near you. But, then again, he might be the same sangwoo. he would do anything to get to you. 

anything

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