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patisserie_lamblamb

in-ho is just as much a victim as gi-hun; but yall arent ready for that conversation

in-ho is just as much a victim as gi-hun; but yall arent ready for that conversation

Hazelnut Raspberry Cake

need to see a fic where inho is more devastatingly down bad for gihun more than ever and when gihun runs out of options on stopping the games he just straight up (awkwardly) seduces inho to convince him to stop it.

inho: you can't be serious

gihun: *tries to seductively remove his jacket but his arm gets stuck midway*

inho: *getting flustered* no, keep it on

gihun: *tugs twice at his jacket that's stuck before giving up and attempts removing his shirt and jacket*

gihun: ...

gihun: *his jacket and shirt are now stuck unto his head and arms as his abdomen can now be seen*

gihun: *mentally thinking* is this working????

inho: *takes a deep breath before letting out the longest exhale then whispers quietly in the room*

inho: i'm so fucked...

gihun: *despite having his arms and head stuck on his jacket and shirt, grins triumphantly at his response*

somehow this works

Mathilde Augustadam

Nobuyoshi Araki, 'Sensual Flower'.

"I spent 3 years at sea, risked my life trying to get my brother back while you were getting laid," Jun-ho sounded very pissed. "I was not getting laid," In-ho said, hoping it didn't sound like an excuse. "Right. You were just searching for a tracker in Gi-hun's mouth with your tongue."

Chapter 3 of Us Three, an In-ho/Gi-hun fic (feat. a traumatized Jun-ho) is up now. Tap here to read :)

Us Three — Chapter 3

Relationships: In-ho/Gi-hun, In-ho & Jun-ho   Summary:

Before Hwang Jun-ho kicked down the Front Man’s door with a gun in his hand, he expected many terrible, terrible things waiting for him on the other side; his brother’s mutilated corpse lying on the floor with Seong Gi-hun standing over the lifeless body, Seong Gi-hun’s decapitated head rolling on the ground with his brother sipping on his whiskey, Seong Gi-hun and his brother each with a gunshot wound to the head, both dead and painting the carpet red. Many terrible, terrible things.

Seeing his brother with his tongue in Seong Gi-hun’s mouth and Seong Gi-hun’s hand in his brother’s hair was not one of the many terrible, terrible things Jun-ho feared. Still did not mean it was not as shocking, if not more.

“Hyung! What the fuck is going on?”