Sweet Mother Of Jake,,,,

Yo dude get outta ma shed! 😂

That sounds like a bad friend you don't need in your life.

And this hits too close to home 🥲

You see, for me Lookism is my escape from the harsh reality. I like talking about Lookism, but I have no one to talk about it with. That is why I need MORE people to talk about Lookism.

We need people like you to keep this fandom alive. Cheer up, my friend 💖

I'm hurt because my friend just told me to stop talking about Lookism, because I talk about it all day. Today was a really bad day and he managed to get worse...

The urge to lick the tteokbokki sauce off his face is 📈📈📈📈📈

"she's considered one of the 10 geniuses but for what?" MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

The only awesome-ish thing she did was building her own streaming company (Crystal TV?)

Maybe she's a genius in business? Idk.

Oh. And she did beat up a guy once when she was on a train with J High kids.

I don't think she did anything else other than those to be considered genius.

...or did I miss something?

I think Crystal Choi might not be the biological daughter of Charles Choi...my gut feeling.

i think so too,, but then where would she have come from? 😭 i cant imagine charles would just find a kid he thought had potential and then pick her up to raise as his own. she seems pretty content living with him too??

also i wonder what her talent is....? shes considered one of the 10 geniuses but for what...? gun has been explicitly called "nurturer genius" and we can assume kouji is some hacking genius (unless his title was stated back when he was introduced but i dont rmbr;;) but what does crystal do? >:0c

Chapter 439

Daniel Park's daddy confirmed???!!!

😱😱😱

Honey, whose child is that?!

Part 2 of "Park Jonggun Came Home With a Little Surprise"

Previously on part 1: Jonggun brought a toddler home. You wondered whose child that was.

Read part 1 here

"Park Jonggun, answer my question," your voice was so calm yet so stern.

"Whose child is that?" With your arms crossed, you stared down at the man before you to assert dominance.

So what if he's a mafia boss, who's also a kyokushin karate master, who most likely could chop you in half with his bare hand? Screw that. You wanted answers.

"Should we do this now? When the kid is sound asleep?" Sighing, Jonggun took off his Dior sunglasses and put them carelessly on the mini bar top before proceeding to walk toward the kitchen.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief at how calm his demeanor was, considering the situation you both were in.

"Yeobo!" You whisper-yelled while helplessly tailing your dear husband, only to be ignored by him.

"Wow, it smells so good. What are you cooking?"

"Kimchi-jjigae," you answered shortly, hoping he would drop the act and address the elephant in the room.

"Oppa!" Gosh darn it, you really didn't want to whine. But you had to. What else would you do to make him stop ignoring you?

"What?" He responded lazily. His eyes never left the steaming hot kimchi stew you cooked and served less than five minutes ago. It was true that you wanted his attention, but not this way.

This is more exhausting than making dozens rolls of kimbab, you thought to yourself.

In fact, the said kimbab rolls are nicely plated on the dining table. And Jonggun was stuffing his mouth with one of them.

"What? What? Ya, Park Jonggun, you brought an unidentified human infant to our house. What do you mean, what?"

"Her name is Yena," he said. "There. Now she's identified. Are you happy now?"

"Not quite. You haven't answered my question," you said, joining your husband at the dinner table. You glanced at the sleeping Yena, who was still curled up in his embrace.

What a poor baby, you thought. She's taken away from her parents by your thug husband. He must've done that to threaten them. The reason behind the threat was unknown to you, but you were certain it was related to his line of work.

That was when you felt a click in your brain.

"Don't tell me..." you shifted your glance to Jonggun's dark eyes, "you're planning to get ransom money by kidnapping a child?"

He let out a chuckle, seemingly amused by your guess. "You are quite sharp, my love."

You almost swooned by his endearing remark, but you didn't let that get you off your serious mode.

"So, is this your new business line or what?" you asked.

"Kind of..." he shrugged.

You rose from your seat, then walked around the table toward Jonggun. You offered to hold Yena. He appreciated your considerate gesture. That way he could eat his dinner comfortably.

You were quite amazed at such a heavy-sleeper she was. She remained calm when you moved her from Jonggun's arm into yours.

Then silence filled the room, while questions filled your head. The love of your life seemed to notice your silent curiosity.

Cute, he thought to himself.

"Are you perhaps interested in hearing a story?" he said, finally.

"Well of course I am. Pray tell?"

While cradling Yena, you positioned yourself gently onto the chair next to him. Jonggun began to talk about how the man he was working for requested him to gather a huge amount of money to fund his business. He told you how he was supposed to meet that request by collecting 100 million Won worth of deposit money from each gang of teenagers from all over Seoul.

"So basically one of the crews refused to hand over their cash, so I took their leader's daughter."

Crews. That's what he called the gangs. Groups of teenagers who ran various illegal businesses to earn money so they can deposit 100 million Won to Jonggun every month. Some of them managed to still keep the remaining income as a profit, while some of them didn't. The few others couldn't even fulfil the deposit. That was when Jonggun had to eliminate them.

"Why don't you just, you know, eliminate that crew instead of taking the trouble to kidnap her?" you inquired, gesturing toward the sleeping toddler in your arm.

"Because I see a great potential in their leader. I think he would be a perfect successor for me. You know I'm going to retire soon."

"You crazy bastard," you remarked sharply despite the smirk on your face. You couldn't deny that his story amused you. It always felt like an adventure just being by Jonggun's side. He's very... thrilling.

"And you love me," Jonggun retorted, winking. You rolled your eyes at his cheesy act.

Jonggun thanked you for the delicious meal, then planted a quick kiss on your temple. He announced that he was going to take a shower and told you to leave Yena to the maids' care.

"Wait, babe!" you called out to your husband after one of your maids took Yena from your arms.

"Yeobo, let's wash together!"

You followed the love of your life to the master suite. At that very moment, you were glad the toddler was not your husband's mistress's child. God forbid if he even had a mistress!

Edit: part 3 is here!

Samuel shows up at your door unexpectedly, inviting you for a night ride

a drabble inspired by a song i've been playing on loop.

I'm in front of your house, so come with me and let's roll

Don't waste time, just grab my hands. I don't wanna let go

You are my downtown, baby

Your eyes are stars in the night sky

You are the dream I want to dream every day

Baby without you, I can't do this anymore

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You and Samuel have known each other since you were fifteen. He met you on his endeavor in uniting all high schools in Gangseo through violence. You sat beside him during gang meetings, shared his drinks with his arm around your shoulders. You offered him your home when he ran away from his own. You were there when he joined Big Deal, and stayed on his side during his days there. You were the comfort he sought when he was at his worst. You watched him get back on his feet and join Workers.

You, though he kept hidden from the world, were his favorite person, and now...

No. Nothing has changed since then.

You tried to reassure yourself as you took a drag of your favorite brand of cigarette, which also happened to be Samuel's preference. With that kind of history, you couldn't help but develop some kind of an attachment towards the man. So his favorite brand of cigarettes would eventually become yours too. That's just the way the two of you connect. Just that and nothing else. But God, did you miss him.

The smell of smoke couldn't cure your longing for him. So you put out your cigarette and left the balcony to go to bed.

You barely had time to see each other ever since he started working under a guy named Eugene. He told you that's the only way for him to accomplish his goals, to become king. Whatever "king" meant. You've been standing beside him through thick and thin, yet you never understood that crazy ambition of his.

It's only natural that both of you would eventually turn into strangers at this rate. Maybe it's time to let him go.

A honk of a car interrupted your train of thoughts. You reluctantly went back to the balcony to see whoever dared to disturb your peace.

It was Samuel, standing beside his Porsche, looking up at you. Cigarette between his lips. There was something charming in the way he let his messy hair cover half of his face. Your cheeks flushed from the sight. You cursed yourself for reacting the way you did, when you've decided to stop caring about him less than a minute ago.

"Come with me for a ride," he shouted. Crazy bastard didn't even care if it was the middle of the night and people were trying to sleep. But you were not in the mood to argue with him.

"Wait!" you shouted back. Those people had probably been awakened by Samuel's shouting anyway, so what's the use of keeping your voice down now?

You grabbed your jacket and rushed downstairs.

Questions flooded your head and all you could manage was "done with work?"

He shook his head. "My desk is still filled with them. I just thought I needed a quick escape," he said.

"Eugene will get mad tho."

"He won't if he doesn't find out."

That's just asking for trouble. Does he have a death wish or something?

"Judging from how you are so relaxed, I assume the fiasco in the Second Affiliate has been taken care of?"

"I wouldn't say it has. I can see more works coming up 'cause Eugene decided to..."

Samuel stopped himself mid-sentence and let out a sigh.

"Look, sweetheart...

"Fiiiine. I'll shut up", you fake-whined.

Samuel stole a glance at your face for a second before he directed his focus back on the road ahead. And it was the first time in three years you saw him smile so genuinely.

"You're the only thing that keeps me from going insane."

You scoffed at his unlikely cheesiness, hiding your smirk with the back of your hand.

"I don't remember you being sane at all."

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Park Jonggun, your husband of two years, came home with a little surprise...

You were cooking dinner when you heard your front door being opened.

You heard a deep voice says "Honey, I'm home."

Seeing your husband home before midnight was a rare occurrence in your two years of marriage. He had always been a busy man, either on weekdays or weekends. Simple moments such as him coming home early were your most treasured memories.

"Sweetheart, you're home early!"

You stopped doing whatever you do at the moment, then left the kitchen to greet him at the entrance of your apartment unit. You walked over there all smiling, heart fluttering, and with all kinds of things the honeymoon phase could do to a person.

But that lasted until you saw this:

Your eyes widened at the sight of a toddler cradled in your husband's arm.

"PARK JONGGUN. WHOSE CHILD IS THAT?!"

Edit: Part 2 is here