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[wannaeatramyeon]

Seongji Yuk x Reader: Treats

G/N. Meeting Seongji for the first time.

"Your teeth are gonna fall out."

The monster of the mountain looks at you, face blank though eyes amused, tanghulu hanging from his mouth.

You've seen him enough times to know there's not much monstrous about him, apart from his overwhelming sweet tooth.

Rumours of this monster were grossly exaggerated.

Maybe you should have had more self preservation than to wander the mountainside when such tales persist. Yet when you found out the monster was a mere man, a mere boy close to your age, who seemed to have a penchant for sugary, syrup covered fruit-

You realised the only thing to fear was cavities and tooth decay.

Still. It helps to have someone with such a reputation on your side, you decide as you toss over a pack of fruit gummies.

A hand shoots out and swiftly catches it.

(Six. You swore you saw six fingers on that hand.)

"Thought you might like these," you shrug as he gives you an odd look, "See ya!"

.

.

After the fifth pack of candies you threw at him, the guilt sets in.

You make your way through now familiar half hidden paths, searching for the monster.

He's there. Sitting in front of his giant wok, surrounded by freshly made tanghulu. Scents of sugar and caramel fill the air.

"You're here again," The words are spoken so quietly you almost missed them. His voice is softer than you expected.

"I bought you more things," you hold out a small plastic bag. He gives you the same look each time. 

"Open it," you encourage, shoving it more forcefully in his direction.

With little trust - which is somewhat unfair, you think, considering all the treats he has received from you - he takes the bag.

(Six. You know you saw six fingers on that hand.)

He opens it, peers in, face clouded with caution. Then-

Eyebrows shooting into his hairline, eyes widening almost comically, mouth forming an 'o'-

The tension breaks and he chuckles.

"It's one thing if all the tanghulu you eat rots your teeth, that's your own fault," You rub the back of your head self-consciously as he pulls out more fruit candies, as well as a new toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, mouthwash one after the other. "But if it's because of me then..."

"You're strange," he says, staring at you like you're a puzzle he can't quite figure out.

His words have no bite.

.

.

"Seongji Yuk," he eventually provides his name with reluctance. In exchange, you provide the rest of the banchan and rice to accompany his homemade kimchi.

(Your single braincell stopped functioning the first time you realised he does in fact eat something besides sugar.

It's endearing, this supposed 'monster' making his own tanghulu, making his own kimchi.

You kept comparing his recipe with your own before eventually he asked you to leave out of exasperation.)

"Well Seongji, your kimchi needs more saeujeot," It's not bad, it's just missing something.

"You don't have to eat it," he grumbles, swallowing down an extra big mouthful.

.

.

"So..."  You stall, elongating the word, letting it drift into the night. You don't really know Seongji well, hell you don't know him at all. Maybe it would be intrusive to ask.

You hear a rustling beside you. "So what?"

"So… you live on this mountain?"

"I do."

"Huh." You gaze out at the stars. It's a pretty peaceful existence, or it would be if not for Cheonliang. "On your own?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever get lonely?"

A beat. Then - "No."

Oh.

You turn to him and see his face blank but eyes amused. Messy hair and high cheekbones highlighted by the fire.

"Well I can visit you if I get lonely then."

There's a huff of laughter. Seongji knows he can't stop you anyway. He turns back toward the vast inky sky. Takes in the scattered stars. Feels the heat from the flames, a heat that settles into his cheeks.

A smile dances on his lips when he tells you "Okay."

#umm testing out some characterisation #lookism #lookism x reader #seongji yuk #seongji yook x reader #seongji yuk x reader #lookism fic #wannaeatramyeon #seongji yook

[god-monsters]

Gun Park with Reader: Your biggest fan

Masterlist.Pure crack conjured up by and for @slimesam Don't wanna read? Pls scroll to the end 👇

Gun park is not immune to idol worship. His run in with Brekdak proved that. Whipping out his notepad and pen for an autograph even as Goo poked fun at him for weeks after.

Starstruck barely even describes his emotions for when he met you. 

And you had heard of him? You calling him skilled? Talented? A prodigy?

True, it is undeniable that he is but he never thought you would be the one saying those words.

For once, outside of a fight, Gun completely loses his composure.

Cheeks turning bright red and ears burning crimson. He's not sure he has even felt such heat in his face before.

So when you ask him for a favour, how could he say no?

.

.

"Are you ready?"

Gun frowns at your question.

Is he ready? Not for this, no. He doubt he ever would be.

Yet when you smile encouragingly at him, telling him he is perfect, that he's everything you want, his frown lessens. 

Gun swallows down any doubt and misgivings, and nods.

He has killed before, for crying out loud. Plucked out teeth with his bare hands. Shattered bone with his fists. 

He can do this. He will do this. 

Just... a little something for your introduction. A small performance as you are announced and make your grand entrance for your title match.

"You got your glow sticks ready?" 

Gun nods once more.

.

.

The cameras were unexpected.

The match is broadcasted live in South Korea. An international spar held in Japan for a martial art niche. Hardly popular but enough for a handful of enthusiasts to tune in.

DG, Goo Kim, Jake Kim, Zack Lee. Each watching in their respective homes but mouth dropping open at exactly the same time.

Is that... is that fucking Gun Park?!

#ooc but jesus christ too funny not to #i cant believe i bothered to make that gif #truly too much time on my hands #and that pic of goo and gun lol #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #gun park #gun park x reader #park jonggun x reader #park jonggun #wannaeatramyeon #slimesam hits again #god-monsters

[binsoojun]

THIS GOO FIC IS 🔛🔝!!!! IM GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET....

#if u guys r wondering its #wannaeatramyeon's fic #soojun spam— 💌📤.

[benewol]

beat the shit out of them [Vin Jin x Reader]

this work is heavily influenced by @wannaeatramyeon 's works, especially her unhinged reader fic featuring vin!! no warnings, reader can also be considered genderneutral as far as im concerned just a bunch of cussing tbh. hope you enjoy :))

"Vin Jin."

...

"Hey, Vin Jin."

...

"I'm fucking talking to you!"

The next thing he feels is a harsh smack on the back of his head as he quickly catches himself before the chair can tip over.

"The fuck do you want?! Fucking crazy ass bitch," he rubs the now throbbing, sore spot you gave him, face scrunching up as usual.

Dramatic motherfucker.

"If you didn't tint your glasses over so much you wouldn't be getting smacked. You would've seen me preparing to swing, too," you smirk in retaliation, your arms moving from their crossed position to resting next to your sides while you're leaning against his table.

He merely sends you what you think is probably supposed to be a nasty glare and re-positions his legs on that same table, nudging your back with his polished sneakers.

So you continue talking.

"Mary's been trying to gesture for you to leave the classroom without making a commotion, you know."

"Okay, and?"

"Your bff needs you and that's all you can say? Really?" You roll your eyes.

"Can't be so important if it only took you to solve it."

"Fuck off."

"Lol, you first."

"Sure. Tell me why you keep tinting your glasses and I will."

His eyes furrow inquisitively.

"I don't need to do shit. Class is starting soon so you need to move your fat ass soon anyway, might as well do it immediately," his smug smile one of those you'd love to fill with a pile of some of his ridiculous sheets of lyrics crumpled up.

That's a good idea. You're adding that to your list titled 'what would piss vincent the fuck off'.

"Your sense of time is, unsurprisingly, tremendously shit. We have another half an hour left, you moron," you reach out your hand to flick his wide forehead, which he now sees coming and dodges, catching himself before falling yet again.

What a fucking loser, you shake your head and keep yourself from succumbing to laughter.

"Whatever. I'm not showing you shit."

"Come on. I'm sure whatever it is you're blowing it out of proportion," you reach out again to touch his glasses.

He reaches out too. To stop your hand from moving towards his sunglasses. And his grip is not as harsh as you'd expected it to be.

"Stop it. If you see it, I'll have to kill you."

"See what? You're being so ominous. Do you have weird rectangular pupils like goats or what?"

He sputters for a moment.

"That'd be funny."

"The fuck?"

"You could come up with a line like 'my eyes are like those of a goat, yeah, I'm the GOAT'," you press your lips together to stop the laughter from spilling out of your mouth.

That line was good.

He won't tell you that, though, because you were way too close to uncovering the truth.

He huffs, turning his head away from you and crossing his arms in front of his chest.

What he doesn't know is that his oh-so-clever self forgot to re-tint his glasses.

This in turn means the sun's rays hit his lenses so nicely you were able to catch a tiny glimpse of his two grey irises and the resulting pupils in his left eye.

Your breath catches in your throat.

A soft gasp makes his head turn back to you, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

"What's that? Pulling a stupid line like that and immediately growing quiet?" He mumbles to mask his alarm.

You hum, and he notices your solemn expression, making him grow apprehensive.

"Weren't you Cheonliang's number one?"

"Still am."

"And Allied's number two?"

"Yeah."

"How come you don't just lose the shades and simply beat the shit out of anyone who comments on your eyes, then?"

He stares at you. Still occasionally having rubbed the wound you'd inflicted on the back of his head, he loosens his arms which were crossed behind it.

Placing them on his thighs, he balls his fists.

"Shut up."

He abruptly stands up and moves towards the door, shaking the table you were leaning against, making you furrow your brows in irritation.

Typical.

At least you'll know where to find him.

If things don't go his way, he'll just lock himself in the boys' bathroom and listen to one of Duke's albums.

You don't intend letting him flee the scene this time, though.

"Don't you dare run away now."

He doesn't know why, but he halts in his steps.

"Or else what, pipsqueak?"

He turns back towards you.

"Your eye adds to your nonexistent charm."

...

"Hello?"

...

"Earth to Vincent?" You wave your hand in front of his shielded eyes.

Turning on his heel, he doesn't leave without wanting to have the last word.

"Fucking weirdo, I don't need your pity."

"Asshole, I'm not pitying you!!"

What you fail to see is the faintest of rose-coloured blushes on Vin's cheeks as he puckers his lips, absentmindedly scratching at his lenses while sauntering down the hallway.

#vin jin x reader #jin hobin x reader #lookism x reader #genderneutral reader #lookism reader-insert #lookism fanfiction #lookism fanfic

[garden1a]

@wannaeatramyeon has made a DELICIOUS fic of Goo THAT HAD ME LIKE THIS

I also wanted to draw this part so bad

here it is🤭

Multiverse of (y/n)s ofc😜

i’m way too delusional .

#lookism #goo kim #webtoon #manwha #kim joongoo #lookism webtoon #goo kim x reader

[honeyhotteok]

another lil timestamp this one inspired by @wannaeatramyeon's kissing and glorious jake content in general

[11:34pm] Jake wraps his arms around your waist from behind and leans down to kiss your shoulder as you do your skincare routine. “Here, want me to do your skincare for you too?” He pretends to deeply ponder your offer. “If it’ll make me as pretty as you, then sure.” You roll your eyes as your fingers start rubbing moisturizer into his face. You pause to run your finger along his pretty scars and give both of them a kiss. He grins but his heart actually skips a beat at your small gesture and reminder that you love all of his imperfections and flaws.

#jake kim #jake kim x reader #lookism fluff #lookism blurb #lookism #some more extremely indulgent fluff lmao

[sockcanvas]

How i imagine that one scene in chapter 6 from @wannaeatramyeon delicious piece of Goo fic🤤

i have so many devious plans for him

holy moly look at him 🙁🙁 [creds to @nonden.tx on tiktok]

#goo kim #kim joongoo #gun park #lookism #i’m delusional

[lookismaddict]

Everyone, here is my drawing of Jong Gun Park… my “masterpiece” 😭✨ Dedicated to my fav Auntie @wannaeatramyeon 🖤

HAD TO CENSOR IT TOO. 😭😩 IM STILL HOWLING AT THIS BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. IVE BEEN DYING SINCE 3AM AND I CANT STOP CRYING OVER THIS HAJSHSKSHSKSHSSK. IT’S TAKING ME OUT, HEEELLLLPPPPP MEEEE 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

#IM FUCKING LMFAAAAOOOOO #AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA #I’M CRYINGGGGGG #THIS WAS MEANT TO BE CURSED 💀💀💀 #IF GUN SAW THIS HE’D DEF DECK ME AND KYOKUSHIN KARATE MY ASS OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH #HE’LL MAKE SURE THAT I GET PUT BACK INTO THE WOMB AND NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY EVER AGAIN 🥲 #don’t get me started on the hands man #he got stubs for hands bc I can’t draw hands no matter how hard I try #he would’ve looked even uglier too if I did LMAAAOOOO #lookism #lookismaddict #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism fanart #lookism memes #lookism gun #gun lookism #lookism gun park #gun park lookism #lookism park jonggun #park jonggun lookism #gun park #park jonggun #jonggun park #cursed #cursed memes

[royaltyoon]

Jake Kim <3

Back when schools were still relevant in lookism

Dedicated to the one and only @wannaeatramyeon <3

© credits to me. Please don't copy/steal

#I HATE JAKES HAIR; MAN #tf is it so shinny for??? #couldnt get it right #fuck you ptj #whatever tf is that background too my good lord #lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism fanart #fanart #lookism jake #jake kim #kim gimyeong #kim gimyung #jake kim fanart #lookism manhwa #lookism comic #lookism art

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism Guys: Ruffling their Hair

G/N. Gun, Jake, Sammy, Ryuhei, Johan, Vincent. Goo here

Gun Park

Ducks, dodges and weaves your outstretched hands. Honestly, you should be grateful. You've seen him punch someone for much less. However, your need to find out whether his hair, with all that product, is crunchy or greasy or just rock solid overrides all sense of self preservation.

To your surprise, more than anything, it is soft. As is his accompanying sigh and look once your fingers reach their target and he lets you caress his locks.

He doesn't allow you to do it often, and you care about not having broken fingers to do it too much. Once that urge kicks in though, Gun eventually gives in.

Jake Kim

It's rather unbecoming for a leader to get their hair ruffled, especially to those outside of his inner circle. The first time the rest of the crew saw you ruffling their boss's hair, they exchanged odd glances.

And Jake knows this. He grumbles each time you do it in front of everyone. He knows this takes the shine off his reputation somewhat, yet he makes it easy for you anyway.

Leaning down so you can run your hand through his hair, messing it up, before he then smooths it back down with a half hearted whine.

Samuel Seo

The first time you stroke his hair, there is no immediately discernible change in his demeanour. He gives you a look for messing up his immaculate hair but tolerates it nonetheless.

What gives away how much he likes it, and how much he craves your touch, is the way his eyes flutter shut, the way his breathing slows and deepens, how his body slackens. Not enough for anyone else to see, but enough for you to feel.

It calms him, and he finds the gesture sweet. Not that he would ever admit it outloud.

Ryuhei Kuroda

You ruffled his hair once. Once. He practically melted, then you found his head within reach in almost all situations.

An overeager, overbearing (rabid attack) puppy at the best of times, and being appropriate eludes Ryuhei anyway. But you ruffling his hair seems to have opened up pandora's box and made him realise how touch-starved he is (by you specifically) at all times.

He treads a fine line between annoying and adorable, although usually the former, but there's something wholesome about how much he wants you to run his fingers through his hair.

Johan Seong

From the way he tensed up at you ruffling his hair, you thought you did something way worse.

It was a spur of the moment gesture. Him glaring at you beneath his fringe, looking like a sulky puppy, you couldn't help it.

His mom was the only one that touched his hair, and after that - the other time was the mad doctor. Johan's hair a physical embodiment of trauma.

And then you ruffled his hair, reminding him that it's just hair, that touch can be sweet and kind, and unleashing waves of nostalgia. Looks like you just acquired a prickly puppy.

Vin Jin

Scowls until he's absolutely sure you're not going to try and reveal his eyes then he relents. Sort of.

You manage to graze his hair, just a bit, before he slaps your hand away. He lets you, enough times (until he has had enough and tells you to go away) that you eventually know exactly the texture of his hair. Felt it when it was short, buzzcut, often covered by a cap; temporarily bleached to match Mary's; cropped and left long on top; finally now - long enough to tickle his chin.

"Your hair has grown long," you say, running your fingers through his hair. A hum of agreement is all he responds with but he doesn't move away anymore.

#lookism #lookism x reader #gun park x reader #jake kim x reader #samuel seo x reader #ryuhei x reader #wannaeatramyeon #ryuhei kuroda x reader #vin jin x reader #seong johan x reader #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon

[god-monsters]

Gun Park x Reader: Early morning

Masterlist

Every morning, your alarm rings and you spring out of bed with a pep in your step that bemuses even Gun.

However, these last few weeks he has seen your energy slowly deflate. Burning the candle at both ends with your deadlines. Long nights and early mornings accumulating, taking a toll on you both mentally and physically.

The first warning sign was yesterday evening, when you collapsed in bed as soon as you got in, and slept like the dead throughout the night.

Not even a kiss hello, Gun thinks as he shakes his head at your sleeping form, instant lights out as soon as you laid down. Nevertheless, he bends down to press his lips to your forehead and continues on with his evening alone.

The second and third is you hitting the snooze button.

This never happens.

"It's my superpower," you had teased the first morning you had woken up together.

(A lifetime of Gun having to sleep with one eye open means he usually wakes with you too, though he never minds.)

The final sign is you climbing out of the covers, like something out of a horror film, unearthed and unalive. Brain barely with this mortal realm.

When you sit on the side of the bed to reorient yourself, Gun watches you swaying and sighing.

Combined with the bags under your eyes, the slump in your shoulders - it’s all he needs to snake his arm around your waist and pull you back down.

You topple over with surprising little force, hitting the pillow with a gentle 'oof'.

"Stay," Gun mutters, voice rough with sleep and pulling you into his body.

Ah, it really is so tempting. You know you are on the fast track to burnout, but your schedule has been hectic and this morning you need to-

"I've barely seen you lately... I've missed you."

Oh.

If the arm clamped around you and his lips brushing your neck didn't do it, those words definitely did.

You give in.

What’s one morning off in the grand scheme of things anyway.

#you think tumblr can STOP ME?? #you think a shadow ban can derail this TRAIN?? #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism headcanons #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #gun park #gun park x reader #park jonggun x reader #park jonggun #wannaeatramyeon #god-monsters

[jjtheclown555]

Oh, Nessa Prologue

prologue | pt.1

tw. stealing, a little violence against poor vasco🥹

content. While Vasco learned about the danger of smoking, drinking, or taking substances from his mother, his best friend Jace learned by watching his sister, Vanessa, fall deeper and deeper into this rabbit-hole.

pairings. none atp

word count. 428 (actual chapters quire a bit longer)

a/n. ive been writing this for awhile just for me and my friends but now i would like to also shout out @wannaeatramyeon for inspiring me to actually post it!! enjoy the ptj crumbs folks!! (ill post the first chapter in the morning<3)

Daniel goes back over to the register as he watches a short pale girl with messy black hair and ripped baggy clothes come in looking as though her goal was to look as grimy as possible. Daniel asks what he can help her with and she starts to rustle through her pockets. “ESSE Slim Menthol cigs, whatever cheap whiskey you got, and some Soju, if you don’t mind.”

Daniel grabs the items, placing them on the counter and saying, “I just need to see some ID.” She finds what she was looking for in her pockets and hands him her ID. “Uhm, you’re 18, we can’t sell this to you.” He rubs the back of his head and she says that she’s almost nineteen so it’s fine.

“He said we can’t sell it, you’re underage, you can’t smoke or drink alcohol.” Vasco says abruptly, not letting her finish her statement. In her irritation she just mutters a small agreement before grabbing the bottles and cigarettes and running as fast as she can out of the convenience store. Vasco chases after her, shouting to return the items when he eventually catches up to her, watching her shove her items into her bag. “Return those, right now.”

She laughs, “Or what? You gonna hit me?” He shakes his head, claiming he would never hit a girl. “Cool. Then what will you do because I’m not giving these back.” He attempts to take the bag from her. In an instant, she punches Vasco, causing his nose to bleed. While he’s distracted, she grabs the bag back and starts running again until he completely loses her.

In shame, he walks back to the convenience store, looking at Daniel with the blood dripping down his lip. “I couldn’t get them back.” He sighs and Daniel pats him on the back, letting him know he appreciated the help even if he couldn’t get it.

The two of them chat a little more before Vasco heads home about an hour later. As he nears his house he gets a call from Jace. He tries to say hello but gets cut off by his friend saying, “Did Daniel sell my sister alcohol?”

#lookism #lookism slays #lookism webtoon #lookism fanfiction #lookism imagine #lookism imagines #lookism fic #lookism oc #lookism vasco #vasco #lookism jace #lookism daniel #daniel padilla #yall im so eepy

[lhes-variant]

@wannaeatramyeon

Warning on the audio its basically loud af

[elegantwispsstuff]

@wannaeatramyeon thank you so much for that comment I'm like seriously fangirling rn 😩😩😩😩

I can't respond to comments for some reason but omgggggg I love youuu

[wannaeatramyeon]

The Crew Heads with Reader: Bro Code

G/N. Silly. (Jake Kim, Eli Jang, Johan Seong, Samuel Seo).

Bro Code | Dinner | Shopping | Television

"What is that?"

You point at the red mark, the ring of teeth on his tattooed arm and Jake mutters something under his breath.

"What?"

"...Bite." He forces out.

"Courtesy of?" Your eyes flicker over to Eli, who has found a very interesting spot on the floor.

Really, it might be the most interesting thing he has ever seen. He wouldn't be able to remove his eyes from it for love nor money. Not even if Yenna shrieked, screamed, screeched in front of him

"No-one." Jake says, wordlessly agreeing with Eli that the ground is fascinating and staring resolutely at it too.

Because if there is one thing the Crew Heads agree on, it's bro code.

Fighting one another, beating each other up is one thing-

Sure, they might kill each other. Sure, some of them hate each other. It's nothing personal though. Just something they do.

...What real men do. Casual grievous bodily harm, accidental oopsy murder. You know how it goes.

But where you're concerned - snitches get stitches. And stitches from you, doesn’t bear thinking about.

Where you're concerned, the story could be they were all holding hands, skipping along the road, then simultaneously ate shit together. Falling over one by one like dominos.

It would be the utmost worst violation of bro code to tell on each other. Even if you're the one now cleaning up the aftermath.

Under silent oath, a pact formed with just one quick catch of the eye, they promised they would not tell. If you found out, if they confirmed - you would give them hell. A fate worse than death.

"And Johan, let me guess. You fell and gave yourself a blackeye." You arch an eyebrow in his direction.

Johan nods, lips pulled down in a pout and eyes (one fine, one bruised and swollen) narrowed at another spot at the floor. The appeal of the scuffed floorboards is contagious, three of the four Crew Heads gaze now firmly fixed on it.

"No brass knuckles involved?" You ask, and get a short shake of the head in response.

"Just like Samuel's back injury isn't from being thrown on the ground?"

Samuel's eyes dart over once to Jake, then he rearranges his face into a haughty, cold expression. As if that was a ridiculous suggestion and not the truth.

They were absolutely not fighting. They would absolutely not get caught.

"Of course not." He sneers, then pain flashes across his face as a short, sharp spasm shoots through his body.

You resist laughing and spitting out that that's karma for lying.

Instead, you sigh. Still have enough control to refrain from face palming.

Right.

Sure. 

However-

As if this all wasn’t obvious enough. Perhaps the most damning evidence of all, is the Converse print on Eli's right cheek.

You look pointedly at Johan's footwear. "And I suppose Eli has become an ambassador for Converse, if he's wearing their logo on his face?”

Eli, on impulse, tries for a nod before his brain catches up and realises how ridiculous that sounds.

You continue on, not missing Eli’s twitch. “It's got nothing to do with you lot fighting, and someone kicking someone in the head, hmm?"

Nervous glances are exchanged.

“Eli didn’t bite Jake? Samuel didn’t give Johan a black eye? Jake didn’t slam Samuel to the ground? Johan didn't give Eli a taste of his shoe?”

This entire conversation is futile. It's clear as day they were fighting. Even a blind, deaf and mute person would be able to tell.

Still.

Bro code.

"No," comes the chorus of voices, and you consider fatally maiming them all yourself.

#who the fuck is eugene anyway #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism fic #jake kim #eli jang #johan seong #samuel seo #jake kim x reader #eli jang x reader #johan seong x reader #samuel seo x reader #wannaeatramyeon

[wannaeatramyeon]

Seongji Yuk x Reader: Favourite

G/N. Sweet and a lil fluffy.

A message notification diverts your attention from the tanghulu.

"Oh he’s cute!" you say, jabbing your finger at Seongji's phone screen.

Seongji squints at the profile photo of Jaegyeon Na, King of Incheon. Cute? Him? 

With his black hair and red tips, sharp eyes and cutting gaze. Adorned head to toe in some brand name or another. That piece of junk that he calls Initial N in the background. Perhaps some people would find him attractive but Seongji didn't expect him to be your type-

Shrugging, "He looks like you," You gesticulate vaguely, "But y'know, tacky."

Seongji holds back a frown at that comment, unsure whether to dwell on you thinking that Jaegyeon Na and him look alike, or the implication that you also find himself cute.

His face must have betrayed him though.

With a grin, you tell him, "Don't worry, you're still my favourite."

You pat his hand in what was meant to be an assuring manner.

"Finish your tanghulu," he manages but the words feel awkward coming out. Decides to file this conversation, these thoughts away for another time. Leaves the dots unconnected for now.

.

.

Your words run round his head that night.

Favourite. Favourite. Favourite.

Moonlight spills through the window. Seongji holds up and examines his hand.

For the first time, he doesn't notice his sixth finger. All he can feel is the ghost of your touch as he remembers your hand on top of his.

.

.

Seongji doesn't have favourites. Refuses to even acknowledge the pack of strays he has attracted.

Time that was supposed to be spent in isolation on a lonely mountain is filled with chaotic company; a ragtag group that call themselves the Cheonliang Fam.

But as he watches you kicking dirt at Vin for mouthing off, escalating into more bickering and choice words, then Mary encouraging you to punch Vin in the face-

If Seongji did also have a favourite, then it would no doubt be you.

#lookism #lookism x reader #seongji yuk #seongji yook x reader #seongji yuk x reader #lookism fic #wannaeatramyeon #seongji yook