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In the Life of Drunk Sang-woo -mini series
A/N: This is still in the making, so this is basically a master list for the chapters that future me will take care of. Love ya Saturn! you always take care of my ideas 😜🫶 - 03/29/25 Saturn
A run down on what this series entails: I simply made a headcanon stating that Sang-woo would be the most sweetest ler out there, and I decided to make a mini series about it! :D each chapter will contain one drabble of just random stuff that I believe drunk Sang-woo would do. This is basically a tickle series, but it’s not to an extreme. Some chapters will have less and less tickle scenes, some may even have none.
Well, I should reblog this cause sometimes I searching for this post to check if there’s any updates like “p. 2 In progress 🚧”
No judgment please 👀
This just gave me a sudden motivation boost to get back to writing pt. 2! Thank you!! 😭🙏🙏 I’m not sure if I’ll get it done today, but a lot more will be added to it!
OMG 🥹
I was worried about that could seems like a try to rush you, but the only reason was said in my reblog already, I swear! BUT IT’S SO COOL AND REALLY UNEXPECTED THAT THIS GIVES YOU SOME MOTIVATION YEEEY 🎉🙏
Not at all!!! I’m so glad this series has you and hopefully a lot of others excited for the next part!! You guys always motivate me with your kind words :DD
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In the Life of Drunk Sang-woo -mini series
A/N: This is still in the making, so this is basically a master list for the chapters that future me will take care of. Love ya Saturn! you always take care of my ideas 😜🫶 - 03/29/25 Saturn
A run down on what this series entails: I simply made a headcanon stating that Sang-woo would be the most sweetest ler out there, and I decided to make a mini series about it! :D each chapter will contain one drabble of just random stuff that I believe drunk Sang-woo would do. This is basically a tickle series, but it’s not to an extreme. Some chapters will have less and less tickle scenes, some may even have none.
Well, I should reblog this cause sometimes I searching for this post to check if there’s any updates like “p. 2 In progress 🚧”
No judgment please 👀
This just gave me a sudden motivation boost to get back to writing pt. 2! Thank you!! 😭🙏🙏 I’m not sure if I’ll get it done today, but a lot more will be added to it!
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𝑨 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚
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Lee: Gi-hun Ler: Sang-woo
A/N: I believe I wanted to make a series like this before, but I scrapped it right after 😭 (this might’ve been longer than expected)
I LOVE THEM (also Sang-Woo will be so embarrassed when he wakes up and deny his drunk behaviour excessively hehe)
HOW DID YOU PREDICT THIS??!! I’m currently writing his denial with how he was drunk as a sequel to this 😭😭
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I was working on a sequel for the sang-woo series, and I accidentally swiped the tumblr tab.. and now all that is gone ☹️
NOW MY INTERNET WONT SAVE MY WORK SO NOW ITS ALL GONE AGAIN, WHAT THE HELLDJSKDISKFKJA
this is a sign to just start using google docs 😔
Hehe, I fixed it 🙂↕️☝️
Handy mandy(me) OUT!
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Switch!Jun-Ho Switch!In-Ho
A/N: Firstly I should warned you that there is a 457 ship is implied in this fic! 👀 Even if it’s my version of what could be happening if Jun-Ho took his brother’s hand in those scene in S1. So, In-Ho and Gi-Hun didn’t have any time together yet… Please don’t ask me any questions 🥲
It was a few posts in my account about it already, but probably not to many people seen that, so I’ll say it again:
1) The day before yesterday I decided to write this fic as quick as possible, to prove myself that I can beat my writer’s block
2) I won and I enjoyed the process of writing ABSOLUTELY, so it really was done with pure inspiration from the first to last paragraph, with no pressure on myself! 🥹
3) As I say indecently often - I’M SO HUNGRY FOR LEE IN-HO……… ALL THE TIME!!! And I can’t only complaining endlessly (despite sometimes it’s hard to control myself, my bad) so I should do something by myself too!
4) Idk if my English upgraded even for a little since I met my new brilliant tumblr friends and started to communicate and not just sitting in a corner on this virtual party… But I hope so! At least I’ve become more confident and comparing this fic with my first and second one I think that there is a chance that it will be improved enough one day (🤞🤞🤞)
5) TYSM @secretly-tword-obsessed for this cutest idea! ❤️ And @ryoko-loves-roses you usually asks to tag you on Hwang brothers fics so here it is if you interested in! (I’m just understanding you so much at this point…)
And thank you all for everything! Sorry for this tooooo long forewords, can’t delay you from reading anymore! (Thanks if you read the whole A/N btw ❤️🩹)
Hope you’ll enjoy! And please let me know if you will!
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It was hard way from discovering that Jun-Ho's brother, In-Ho, the former winner of the scary survival games, accepted the invitation to become the Frontman and engaged in terrible things for several years, which he was considered missing, until Jun-Ho was able to accept it. It was a difficult path, but not long.
Actually, Hwang Jun-Ho just hadn't enough time to drown in reflection on this matter - he found his brother, he revealed the terrible truth, but there was no signal on this island, he broke a BUNCH of rules of working as a policeman, a HUGE BUNCH of laws, he pretended to be one of the pink soldiers for a few days and played this role properly. He killed several of them with his own hands, even if they were criminals...
So the meeting of two brothers on the edge of the cliff in the middle of nowhere, like it was the edge of the world was a huge test for both of them, one of the hardest trials in their lives. Fortunately, both of them were able to be prudent enough not to do the irreparable.
So now exhausted and frustrated Jun-Ho was sitting in an armchair in his brother's office in this strange place and staring sullenly at the old ticking clock on the mahogany dresser. The clock showed 3 A.M. and the long and hard conversation, which now left them silent for the last 20 minutes, began a few hours before the sun even sat over the horizon. It seems that they finally came up with a plan for further action, but it was still so raw and complicated plan to realise it...
And this whole situation continued to feel like a delusional temperature dream... What nonsense is it all, how much Jun-Ho would like to be now in those old times when everything did not have time to get so confused and become so complicated...
In-Ho suddenly broke this heavy prolonged silence, taking his eyes off his frontman mask lying on the table in front of him, on which he thoughtfully traced with his finger during all these last minutes.
“Jun-Ho...”
Jun-Ho continued to be silent, however, now he shifted his look from the clock to his hyung.
"It's so late... Let's talk about something else, I don't want us to go to bed in such a mood and condition, tomorrow is a long and difficult day ahead!"
"Do you REALLY want to pretend that everything is fine and this is our usual conversation as one of those that were before, when we were younger?.."
"Why not?"
"This is nuts!", Jun-Ho snorted.
"Don't say that, brother! Let's drink more if you want”
"No, no need"
“Then don't be such a sourpuss! We've already made great progress today, didn't you miss me and our conversations? I missed you...”
Jun-Ho tiredly closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on the temples... Nonsense.
The last thing he expected was a wave of goosebumps that swept all over his body from a quick poke in the ribs. Jun-Ho almost jumped up in the armchair, hugging himself by the ribs with one hand and clinging to the armrest with the other, opened his eyes with a sharp exhalation and turned back instantly.
In-Ho stood behind him, smiling brightly and warmly. This contrast between his perfect Frontman’s suit, gloomy rich office and this mischievous grin and this childish behaviour looked crazy...
"You don't want to drink with me anymore, you don't want to tell me how you're doing, but you're lucky - I remember very well about some weakness, which always helped me to distract my little brother and to make him smile"
"In-Ho, you... Have you lost your mind?", Jun-Ho asked accusingly, but it was clearly heard how his voice cracked.
In-Ho bent down from behind the back of the armchair again and easily and quickly dug his fingers right into Jun-Ho's armpits, making him laugh immediately with a laugh that would not be so sonorous and loud if In-Ho started from anywhere else.
"My little brother is still so ticklish! Look at youuu! How adorable!” In-Ho teased with the soft voice.
“In-HohohohooooHAAHAHAA” Jun-Ho groaned and exploded into a helpless giggle in a high pitched voice.
"Yes?" In-Ho grinned like a Cheshire Cat. He was running, crawling, pinching and scratching by his fingers with dull well-groomed nails in all points and places on ticklish torso, which Jun-Ho did not have time to cover, unsuccessfully following his brother's fast ruthless hands.
Through the endless "it tickles so much!!!" and "what is going on?!" which were non-stop flickering red on a huge imaginary scoreboard in his mind, he managed to quickly think about how unfortunate that In-Ho took off his gloves a few hours ago. Perhaps his fingers would not be as agile in them and the smooth material of the gloves would definitely not tickle as much as his bare fingers... Well, there’s no harm in a dreaming... Anyway, now these fingertips and nails got Jun-Ho everywhere and it felt like torture.
Fortunately for Jun-Ho, he was no longer 5, and his evil older brother was no longer 21, when his attempts to fight only sincerely made In-Ho laugh and amused. Therefore, the policeman was able to rush forward sharply and in a few jumps found himself at the other end of a huge office.
In-Ho was confused by this impudence for only a couple of seconds. Smiling predatorily, he slowly straightened up and stretched out his hands with his fingers clasped in the castle forward, straightening the shoulders, pulled his shoulder blades back and tilting his head to the right and left, deliberately slowly as if kneading his numbed neck. In order to play the most cinematic villain in the world, all he needed was his joints to crunch, echoing the whole office. But In-Ho was obviously already fully enjoying himself.
Jun-Ho, meanwhile, stood in front of a huge table, feverishly looking around for a way to retreat.
It was ridiculous that now they found themselves in this situation, as if there had been no changes in their lives for many, many years.
In-Ho rushed to the table and Jun-Ho made a fatal mistake, going around the table in a circle. When there was a wall behind him, he quickly realised it. The younger man tried to get out of it and go around the table from one side, but In-Ho naturally jumped toward him, being in a much more advantageous position. Jun-Ho rushed into another direction - the same thing again.
“Okay, okay! Truce! I give up! Let's just talk as you wanted to do!”, he shouted panickedly, rising his hands.
"Fine" In-Ho agreed unexpectedly easily, walking away from the table and falling on a large leather sofa nearby, spreading his arms on the back of the couch. Jun-Ho watched in complete perplexity and bewilderment. In-Ho just laughed at it and patted the sofa next to him in a friendly way. Jun-Ho, in indecision and fear now, slowly left his shelter and carefully sat down on the sofa next to his brother, as if afraid to make a sudden movements so as not to provoke the elder. In-Ho, however, remained completely calm, and only smoothed out his dishevelled hair.
"So," Jun-Ho began hesitantly "What do you want to talk about? I've already realised what you've been doing for the last few years and I'm not sure I want to discuss it in detail!"
"Stop it, please! I thought that we agreed to just relax for today, or do you want round two?" In-Ho quickly scratched the policemans’ stomach, so he bent in half and squealed.
"Tsh, well, that's it, calm down, little brother, I was joking! But please don't start this conversation again", In-Ho said calmly, hugging his brother shoulder and gently ruffled his hair.
Jun-Ho exhaled noisily, forcing himself to relax and let his head lying under the caressing hand.
"Tell me better, how are things at home? How is your job? How is going your love life? Have you met someone or just enjoying youth and the privileges that your cute face gives you, hm?", In-Ho surveyed him with a warm smile, continuing to play with his brother’s soft hair gently and lazy.
"Stop, you're unbearable, just like before," Jun-Ho snorted, rolling his eyes and pushing the elder with his elbow in the side. In-Ho flinched slightly, barely noticeably, but didn’t remove his hand from his brother's shoulder, although he loosened his grip.
"You better tell me," Jun-Ho began, and the corners of his mouth crawled up instinctively "What's about that guy, at number 456? Mr. Seong seems to be his last name..."
"What about him?" In-Ho cautiously raised his eyebrows, sitting on the couch less relaxed than before and looking the younger one straight in the eyes.
"Nothing... It just seemed to me..."
"No," In-Ho interrupted, trying to act a contemptuous snort, but it turned out surprisingly unnatural for him.
"Really? I've been watching you for a few days! I was even hiding at some point here, in your office somehow and I saw which of the monitors you were looking too closely, sipping your whiskey! Accidentally got here when there were... problems... with those guards and the doctor. Besides, mr. Seong is always so suspiciously lucky and it seems that pretending to be your "soldier" I heard that he is given a slightly larger portion of lunch than everyone else.. at the “request of The Frontman” "
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, little brother? Did you miss the good old tickle? Already? I'm always here to give it to you!", In-Ho stretched out his fingers to the younger one, but rather just threatening than really not wanting to give him no chance to avoid it, so Jun-Ho easily pushed his hand away, without even feeling this terrible anticipation, like during the race around the table.
"Tell me the truth!”, Jun-Ho insisted.
"He’s intriguing me... As a player. It's fun to watch him passing the games"
"Really? And besides, he's very cute, isn't he? I talked to him in person, thanks to him I got here! I thought he was crazy when he first came to my station, but he's... an interesting guy, right?"
"Jun-Ho!" The Frontman warned strently, obviously trying to look threatening, but a noticeable blush appeared on his usually pale face... His cheeks were burning red.
"Gosh, hyung! Look at yourself, you're blushing!", Jun-Ho exclaimed with pure delight, “You haven't stopped being just a human being even under this terrible mask... And you haven’t stopped being JUST YOU! What a nice surprise!”
"Well, stop being such a fool or me... OH MY GOOHOD" this yell broke out of In-Ho completely unexpectedly for himself. Before he could finished the sentence, he choked on the fact that he had received his own medicine for the first time in very many years. The younger one squeezed In-Ho’s knee with one hand, by the other already pushed him into his chest and easily dropped him on his back, as this sudden compression instantly disoriented the invincible Hwang In-ho.
"When I was younger, I was SO rarely able to do it, but I wanted SO much to take a revenge or make you laugh too... It's good that I found you and I can finally really check if you're going to squeal"
"I definitely won't SQUEAL, Jun-Ho, why do you even use such a stupid word?", In-Ho was still trying to look like a formidable older brothers, but it was impossible to hide the nervous trembling in his voice.
"But you've been teasing me about it all the time, hyung! You used to say that I squeal like a girl, so let's see how courageously will be yours squeals!"
Jun-Ho's fingers began their quick journey on the ribs of his older brother and he having let out a few hoarse cracked laughs and squirming under him. And In-Ho definitely SQUEALED, immediately drowning this squeal in an unexpectedly deep and low laughter on the contrast.
"Ooohoho! What do I hear, hyung?”, Jun-Ho was light up like a Christmas tree.
"Get your hands oo-OH-ohohoooff..."
"Are you gonna to confess to me? Do you like him?”, Jun-Ho teased, saddled In-Ho’s hips and dancing with his fingers all over his ribcage and sides just like In-Ho did it with him before.
"Let ME GOHOHOOOOOO AHAHAHA", the Frontman whined, kicking by his heels on the soft upholstery of the sofa behind Jun-Ho.
"Someone fell in love with Mr. Seong Gi-Hun, right? The terrible, the scariest Frontman! Let me tell all these guards of yours over the speakerphone and maybe even let them listen to your sweet laugh! And then we won't even have to think of how to stop all this and minimise losses! Who would be scared by such a ticklish leader?"
In-Ho couldn’t answered anything because of helpless laughter, which became higher and louder than before now, even if he was almost ready to BEGGING his little brother to stop tickle and (this one seemed even more important if it’s possible) teasing him. One the one hand it was nothing surprising in how he was such a brilliant at it - all in all Jun-Ho had a best teacher when they were younger! But on the other hand - it was SO unfair…
"Oooh! Or is it better to transfer it to the speaker that hangs in the players' room?”, Jun-Ho continued, “Seong Gi-Hoon would like it very much! Maybe he wants to come to us and join me! He's too kind to kill or torment you, but he'll be evil soooo much! And also he will be so pleased to know that you are so easy to destroy by being tickled only! And then, maybe, he will even forgive you for your charming smile and laugh!”
"YOU’RE SUHUHUHAHAHAHAA… SUCH AHAAHA SHITTY BROTHER AHAHAHHAHAHAAA!!!!"
"Oh, don't swear, watch your tongue, In-Ho!! Isn't that what you always taught me, even in exactly the same way as far as I can remember!"
Jun-Ho really had to scream loudly enough for In-Ho could clearly hear his every mocking word behind his deafening laugh. So Jun-Ho was a little distracted from the tactics of strong ruthless drilling on his hyung sides and was lost in thoughts, formulating his triumphant speech. So Jun-Ho didn’t notice himself how his hands got under the frontman's jacket and started flattering and tracing patterns on the sensetive bare skin of the abdomen and sides a VERY VERY gently.
At the edge of consciousness, however, the policeman noticed that the laughter from the deep and rolling again became a very high, childish giggle, interrupting by sobs to gain air into the burning lungs.
“What's up here? A light, gentle tickling always bothered you even more, right?" Jun-Ho commented viciously, finally paying attention to this and leaving only one hand in the business, now scratching In-Ho’s side and hip bone. The other hand began to unbutton the lower buttons of the jacket.
"NOOOOO-OOOOOOOO!!!", In-Ho pleads, shaking his head.
“Then don't shout so much, hyung! It's all so stupid, but you started it yourself, didn't you? You wanted that, didn't you? Moreover, you just have to confess to me whether you like someone here... Hmm... Let me guess… For example, Song Gi-Hoon! And then it'll be over!”
"I DON'T LIKE HIM SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!!!”
"Okay, it's not a big deal that you're not ready to speak yet! My older brother once taught me a great way to fix it!"
Completely busy with his hysteria, In-Ho was only now able to raise his head and see through the veil of tears that his Frontman form is now unbuttoned on all the lower buttons, to hold only on a couple of upper ones, like a superman cloak.
"So are you going to recognise the obvious, hyung, or you’re not? Heart-to-heart conversation on abstract topics, as you insisted!" Jun-Ho asked, leaning closer.
"NOO!!!" In-Ho trembled, squirmed on the couch, which did not help to throw off his brother at all, but only made him hug the elder by his legs tighter, pressing knees to his sides. Jun-Ho grabbed “the Frontman’s” wrists, looking straight into his eyes.
"Well, whatever you want" Jun-Ho shrugged his shoulders indifferently and not even a second later, a huge raspberry was blown right onto the incredibly sensitive skin of In-Ho's poor belly, causing him to let out such a high pitched shriek that even the Frontman himself was scared by it. It seemed to him that now he would break his voice, that now he would torn into a thousand small pieces from HOW TICKLES it felt. It was the worst from every moments which happened today, it was unbearable. In-Ho bent in an arc on the sofa, only giving his stomach closer to the already withdrawn Jun-Ho, so the policeman simply couldn’t miss this great opportunity. So another raspberry, even louder and longer than the previous ones, immediately fell right into his navel. In-Ho howled like a wounded beast…
"PLEASEPLEASE NOHOT AGAAAAHAHAAHAHAIN!!”
"What did you say? “Again”? Of course, hyung!”, ooh this little bastard Jun-Ho definitely enjoyed himself so much…
"I'll... AHAHAHAHA I'll ADMIT HAHAHA JUST DOOOOHOOHOHON'T"
"You'll admit what?" Jun-Ho inquired innocently, blowing into the navel again, too impressed by his brother's reaction to hold it back.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHA!!! THAT I AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAM INTERESTED IN… AAAAHAHAHAAHAHAAA”
"In who, hyung?"
Another raspberry and scratching on the side near the lower rib with a hand that has become too easy to pull out of the grip of completely weakened and crazy In-Ho.
"SEONG GI-HUUUUUUUN AAAAHAHAAAA..." this fit of laughter was caused by a new, but (PRAISE TO HEAVEN) this time the last raspberry and continued too long even after Jun-Ho raised his head a long time ago and now just looked at his brother. Although he saw only his neck and chin, but not the face, since In-Ho’s head was tilted so much that it almost fell over the armrest of the sofa. Jun-Ho rubbed In-Ho’s stomach with both palms, trying to erase the sensations, but In-Ho couldn't stop laughing like crazy.
"Well done! So much screaming and crying, but it was so easy to admit such an obvious thing, right?" Jun-Ho smiled, straighten the tails of the frontman's jacket as if he were a professional stylist, adjusting the suit on his model.
With great difficulty starting to sobering up, In-Ho got up from the sofa so that he was in a sitting position, rudely pushed Jun-Ho's hands away and coughed, starting to fasten the buttons on his own.
"Are you okay?", the younger man asked, obediently moving away for a little to give In-Ho more space.
"Yes... I just don't understand when my younger brother managed to become so cruel...", In-Ho muttered, straightening his hair and clothes.
"You forced me, hyung," the policeman grinned, "I couldn't help but finally take your place”.
"I missed you so much, Jun-Ho... And I'm glad you found me!"
READING THIS WAS LIKE I WAS READING A CINEMATIC MOVIE?!! AAAAHHHH!! 😭😭💚💚💚
YOU DROPPED THIS TROPHY 🤲🏆
You truly went above and BEYOND with this one!! Like, this is a major improvement, and I’m SO PROUD OF YOU FOR THAT!! Also, can we talk about the words??!! There were words in this fic that I didn’t know, or just completely forgot that they existed and it opened up my vocabulary A FUCK TON!
I can tell that you had fun with this fic, oh my GOODNESS!!! I was smiling through-out the entire thing as well as being such amazed by how detailed you wrote this 😭🫶🫶🫶
OMG!!!!
I really can’t express HOW blessed I felt while reading your compliments!!! 😭😭😭
You said that my kind words it’s a major boost of your mood, but LOOK AT YOU!!! I’LL TAKE YOUR TROPHY WITH SUCH A HONOUR ❤️❤️❤️
This was SO important words to me! This means that’s everything it’s not in vain!
Love uuu! 🫶
P.S. Thanks for some of this words from my fic to google translate tbh, the main sponsor of my vocabulary 😅 Can’t take full credit!
OF COURSE!!!! You deserve the praise for how much you’ve grown with your English, as well as your story writing!!
P.S. I’m going to be re-reading this fic cause AAAHHH!!! 😭🫶🫶🫶
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Switch!Jun-Ho Switch!In-Ho
A/N: Firstly I should warned you that there is a 457 ship is implied in this fic! 👀 Even if it’s my version of what could be happening if Jun-Ho took his brother’s hand in those scene in S1. So, In-Ho and Gi-Hun didn’t have any time together yet… Please don’t ask me any questions 🥲
It was a few posts in my account about it already, but probably not to many people seen that, so I’ll say it again:
1) The day before yesterday I decided to write this fic as quick as possible, to prove myself that I can beat my writer’s block
2) I won and I enjoyed the process of writing ABSOLUTELY, so it really was done with pure inspiration from the first to last paragraph, with no pressure on myself! 🥹
3) As I say indecently often - I’M SO HUNGRY FOR LEE IN-HO……… ALL THE TIME!!! And I can’t only complaining endlessly (despite sometimes it’s hard to control myself, my bad) so I should do something by myself too!
4) Idk if my English upgraded even for a little since I met my new brilliant tumblr friends and started to communicate and not just sitting in a corner on this virtual party… But I hope so! At least I’ve become more confident and comparing this fic with my first and second one I think that there is a chance that it will be improved enough one day (🤞🤞🤞)
5) TYSM @secretly-tword-obsessed for this cutest idea! ❤️ And @ryoko-loves-roses you usually asks to tag you on Hwang brothers fics so here it is if you interested in! (I’m just understanding you so much at this point…)
And thank you all for everything! Sorry for this tooooo long forewords, can’t delay you from reading anymore! (Thanks if you read the whole A/N btw ❤️🩹)
Hope you’ll enjoy! And please let me know if you will!
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It was hard way from discovering that Jun-Ho's brother, In-Ho, the former winner of the scary survival games, accepted the invitation to become the Frontman and engaged in terrible things for several years, which he was considered missing, until Jun-Ho was able to accept it. It was a difficult path, but not long.
Actually, Hwang Jun-Ho just hadn't enough time to drown in reflection on this matter - he found his brother, he revealed the terrible truth, but there was no signal on this island, he broke a BUNCH of rules of working as a policeman, a HUGE BUNCH of laws, he pretended to be one of the pink soldiers for a few days and played this role properly. He killed several of them with his own hands, even if they were criminals...
So the meeting of two brothers on the edge of the cliff in the middle of nowhere, like it was the edge of the world was a huge test for both of them, one of the hardest trials in their lives. Fortunately, both of them were able to be prudent enough not to do the irreparable.
So now exhausted and frustrated Jun-Ho was sitting in an armchair in his brother's office in this strange place and staring sullenly at the old ticking clock on the mahogany dresser. The clock showed 3 A.M. and the long and hard conversation, which now left them silent for the last 20 minutes, began a few hours before the sun even sat over the horizon. It seems that they finally came up with a plan for further action, but it was still so raw and complicated plan to realise it...
And this whole situation continued to feel like a delusional temperature dream... What nonsense is it all, how much Jun-Ho would like to be now in those old times when everything did not have time to get so confused and become so complicated...
In-Ho suddenly broke this heavy prolonged silence, taking his eyes off his frontman mask lying on the table in front of him, on which he thoughtfully traced with his finger during all these last minutes.
“Jun-Ho...”
Jun-Ho continued to be silent, however, now he shifted his look from the clock to his hyung.
"It's so late... Let's talk about something else, I don't want us to go to bed in such a mood and condition, tomorrow is a long and difficult day ahead!"
"Do you REALLY want to pretend that everything is fine and this is our usual conversation as one of those that were before, when we were younger?.."
"Why not?"
"This is nuts!", Jun-Ho snorted.
"Don't say that, brother! Let's drink more if you want”
"No, no need"
“Then don't be such a sourpuss! We've already made great progress today, didn't you miss me and our conversations? I missed you...”
Jun-Ho tiredly closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on the temples... Nonsense.
The last thing he expected was a wave of goosebumps that swept all over his body from a quick poke in the ribs. Jun-Ho almost jumped up in the armchair, hugging himself by the ribs with one hand and clinging to the armrest with the other, opened his eyes with a sharp exhalation and turned back instantly.
In-Ho stood behind him, smiling brightly and warmly. This contrast between his perfect Frontman’s suit, gloomy rich office and this mischievous grin and this childish behaviour looked crazy...
"You don't want to drink with me anymore, you don't want to tell me how you're doing, but you're lucky - I remember very well about some weakness, which always helped me to distract my little brother and to make him smile"
"In-Ho, you... Have you lost your mind?", Jun-Ho asked accusingly, but it was clearly heard how his voice cracked.
In-Ho bent down from behind the back of the armchair again and easily and quickly dug his fingers right into Jun-Ho's armpits, making him laugh immediately with a laugh that would not be so sonorous and loud if In-Ho started from anywhere else.
"My little brother is still so ticklish! Look at youuu! How adorable!” In-Ho teased with the soft voice.
“In-HohohohooooHAAHAHAA” Jun-Ho groaned and exploded into a helpless giggle in a high pitched voice.
"Yes?" In-Ho grinned like a Cheshire Cat. He was running, crawling, pinching and scratching by his fingers with dull well-groomed nails in all points and places on ticklish torso, which Jun-Ho did not have time to cover, unsuccessfully following his brother's fast ruthless hands.
Through the endless "it tickles so much!!!" and "what is going on?!" which were non-stop flickering red on a huge imaginary scoreboard in his mind, he managed to quickly think about how unfortunate that In-Ho took off his gloves a few hours ago. Perhaps his fingers would not be as agile in them and the smooth material of the gloves would definitely not tickle as much as his bare fingers... Well, there’s no harm in a dreaming... Anyway, now these fingertips and nails got Jun-Ho everywhere and it felt like torture.
Fortunately for Jun-Ho, he was no longer 5, and his evil older brother was no longer 21, when his attempts to fight only sincerely made In-Ho laugh and amused. Therefore, the policeman was able to rush forward sharply and in a few jumps found himself at the other end of a huge office.
In-Ho was confused by this impudence for only a couple of seconds. Smiling predatorily, he slowly straightened up and stretched out his hands with his fingers clasped in the castle forward, straightening the shoulders, pulled his shoulder blades back and tilting his head to the right and left, deliberately slowly as if kneading his numbed neck. In order to play the most cinematic villain in the world, all he needed was his joints to crunch, echoing the whole office. But In-Ho was obviously already fully enjoying himself.
Jun-Ho, meanwhile, stood in front of a huge table, feverishly looking around for a way to retreat.
It was ridiculous that now they found themselves in this situation, as if there had been no changes in their lives for many, many years.
In-Ho rushed to the table and Jun-Ho made a fatal mistake, going around the table in a circle. When there was a wall behind him, he quickly realised it. The younger man tried to get out of it and go around the table from one side, but In-Ho naturally jumped toward him, being in a much more advantageous position. Jun-Ho rushed into another direction - the same thing again.
“Okay, okay! Truce! I give up! Let's just talk as you wanted to do!”, he shouted panickedly, rising his hands.
"Fine" In-Ho agreed unexpectedly easily, walking away from the table and falling on a large leather sofa nearby, spreading his arms on the back of the couch. Jun-Ho watched in complete perplexity and bewilderment. In-Ho just laughed at it and patted the sofa next to him in a friendly way. Jun-Ho, in indecision and fear now, slowly left his shelter and carefully sat down on the sofa next to his brother, as if afraid to make a sudden movements so as not to provoke the elder. In-Ho, however, remained completely calm, and only smoothed out his dishevelled hair.
"So," Jun-Ho began hesitantly "What do you want to talk about? I've already realised what you've been doing for the last few years and I'm not sure I want to discuss it in detail!"
"Stop it, please! I thought that we agreed to just relax for today, or do you want round two?" In-Ho quickly scratched the policemans’ stomach, so he bent in half and squealed.
"Tsh, well, that's it, calm down, little brother, I was joking! But please don't start this conversation again", In-Ho said calmly, hugging his brother shoulder and gently ruffled his hair.
Jun-Ho exhaled noisily, forcing himself to relax and let his head lying under the caressing hand.
"Tell me better, how are things at home? How is your job? How is going your love life? Have you met someone or just enjoying youth and the privileges that your cute face gives you, hm?", In-Ho surveyed him with a warm smile, continuing to play with his brother’s soft hair gently and lazy.
"Stop, you're unbearable, just like before," Jun-Ho snorted, rolling his eyes and pushing the elder with his elbow in the side. In-Ho flinched slightly, barely noticeably, but didn’t remove his hand from his brother's shoulder, although he loosened his grip.
"You better tell me," Jun-Ho began, and the corners of his mouth crawled up instinctively "What's about that guy, at number 456? Mr. Seong seems to be his last name..."
"What about him?" In-Ho cautiously raised his eyebrows, sitting on the couch less relaxed than before and looking the younger one straight in the eyes.
"Nothing... It just seemed to me..."
"No," In-Ho interrupted, trying to act a contemptuous snort, but it turned out surprisingly unnatural for him.
"Really? I've been watching you for a few days! I was even hiding at some point here, in your office somehow and I saw which of the monitors you were looking too closely, sipping your whiskey! Accidentally got here when there were... problems... with those guards and the doctor. Besides, mr. Seong is always so suspiciously lucky and it seems that pretending to be your "soldier" I heard that he is given a slightly larger portion of lunch than everyone else.. at the “request of The Frontman” "
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, little brother? Did you miss the good old tickle? Already? I'm always here to give it to you!", In-Ho stretched out his fingers to the younger one, but rather just threatening than really not wanting to give him no chance to avoid it, so Jun-Ho easily pushed his hand away, without even feeling this terrible anticipation, like during the race around the table.
"Tell me the truth!”, Jun-Ho insisted.
"He’s intriguing me... As a player. It's fun to watch him passing the games"
"Really? And besides, he's very cute, isn't he? I talked to him in person, thanks to him I got here! I thought he was crazy when he first came to my station, but he's... an interesting guy, right?"
"Jun-Ho!" The Frontman warned strently, obviously trying to look threatening, but a noticeable blush appeared on his usually pale face... His cheeks were burning red.
"Gosh, hyung! Look at yourself, you're blushing!", Jun-Ho exclaimed with pure delight, “You haven't stopped being just a human being even under this terrible mask... And you haven’t stopped being JUST YOU! What a nice surprise!”
"Well, stop being such a fool or me... OH MY GOOHOD" this yell broke out of In-Ho completely unexpectedly for himself. Before he could finished the sentence, he choked on the fact that he had received his own medicine for the first time in very many years. The younger one squeezed In-Ho’s knee with one hand, by the other already pushed him into his chest and easily dropped him on his back, as this sudden compression instantly disoriented the invincible Hwang In-ho.
"When I was younger, I was SO rarely able to do it, but I wanted SO much to take a revenge or make you laugh too... It's good that I found you and I can finally really check if you're going to squeal"
"I definitely won't SQUEAL, Jun-Ho, why do you even use such a stupid word?", In-Ho was still trying to look like a formidable older brothers, but it was impossible to hide the nervous trembling in his voice.
"But you've been teasing me about it all the time, hyung! You used to say that I squeal like a girl, so let's see how courageously will be yours squeals!"
Jun-Ho's fingers began their quick journey on the ribs of his older brother and he having let out a few hoarse cracked laughs and squirming under him. And In-Ho definitely SQUEALED, immediately drowning this squeal in an unexpectedly deep and low laughter on the contrast.
"Ooohoho! What do I hear, hyung?”, Jun-Ho was light up like a Christmas tree.
"Get your hands oo-OH-ohohoooff..."
"Are you gonna to confess to me? Do you like him?”, Jun-Ho teased, saddled In-Ho’s hips and dancing with his fingers all over his ribcage and sides just like In-Ho did it with him before.
"Let ME GOHOHOOOOOO AHAHAHA", the Frontman whined, kicking by his heels on the soft upholstery of the sofa behind Jun-Ho.
"Someone fell in love with Mr. Seong Gi-Hun, right? The terrible, the scariest Frontman! Let me tell all these guards of yours over the speakerphone and maybe even let them listen to your sweet laugh! And then we won't even have to think of how to stop all this and minimise losses! Who would be scared by such a ticklish leader?"
In-Ho couldn’t answered anything because of helpless laughter, which became higher and louder than before now, even if he was almost ready to BEGGING his little brother to stop tickle and (this one seemed even more important if it’s possible) teasing him. One the one hand it was nothing surprising in how he was such a brilliant at it - all in all Jun-Ho had a best teacher when they were younger! But on the other hand - it was SO unfair…
"Oooh! Or is it better to transfer it to the speaker that hangs in the players' room?”, Jun-Ho continued, “Seong Gi-Hoon would like it very much! Maybe he wants to come to us and join me! He's too kind to kill or torment you, but he'll be evil soooo much! And also he will be so pleased to know that you are so easy to destroy by being tickled only! And then, maybe, he will even forgive you for your charming smile and laugh!”
"YOU’RE SUHUHUHAHAHAHAA… SUCH AHAAHA SHITTY BROTHER AHAHAHHAHAHAAA!!!!"
"Oh, don't swear, watch your tongue, In-Ho!! Isn't that what you always taught me, even in exactly the same way as far as I can remember!"
Jun-Ho really had to scream loudly enough for In-Ho could clearly hear his every mocking word behind his deafening laugh. So Jun-Ho was a little distracted from the tactics of strong ruthless drilling on his hyung sides and was lost in thoughts, formulating his triumphant speech. So Jun-Ho didn’t notice himself how his hands got under the frontman's jacket and started flattering and tracing patterns on the sensetive bare skin of the abdomen and sides a VERY VERY gently.
At the edge of consciousness, however, the policeman noticed that the laughter from the deep and rolling again became a very high, childish giggle, interrupting by sobs to gain air into the burning lungs.
“What's up here? A light, gentle tickling always bothered you even more, right?" Jun-Ho commented viciously, finally paying attention to this and leaving only one hand in the business, now scratching In-Ho’s side and hip bone. The other hand began to unbutton the lower buttons of the jacket.
"NOOOOO-OOOOOOOO!!!", In-Ho pleads, shaking his head.
“Then don't shout so much, hyung! It's all so stupid, but you started it yourself, didn't you? You wanted that, didn't you? Moreover, you just have to confess to me whether you like someone here... Hmm... Let me guess… For example, Song Gi-Hoon! And then it'll be over!”
"I DON'T LIKE HIM SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!!!”
"Okay, it's not a big deal that you're not ready to speak yet! My older brother once taught me a great way to fix it!"
Completely busy with his hysteria, In-Ho was only now able to raise his head and see through the veil of tears that his Frontman form is now unbuttoned on all the lower buttons, to hold only on a couple of upper ones, like a superman cloak.
"So are you going to recognise the obvious, hyung, or you’re not? Heart-to-heart conversation on abstract topics, as you insisted!" Jun-Ho asked, leaning closer.
"NOO!!!" In-Ho trembled, squirmed on the couch, which did not help to throw off his brother at all, but only made him hug the elder by his legs tighter, pressing knees to his sides. Jun-Ho grabbed “the Frontman’s” wrists, looking straight into his eyes.
"Well, whatever you want" Jun-Ho shrugged his shoulders indifferently and not even a second later, a huge raspberry was blown right onto the incredibly sensitive skin of In-Ho's poor belly, causing him to let out such a high pitched shriek that even the Frontman himself was scared by it. It seemed to him that now he would break his voice, that now he would torn into a thousand small pieces from HOW TICKLES it felt. It was the worst from every moments which happened today, it was unbearable. In-Ho bent in an arc on the sofa, only giving his stomach closer to the already withdrawn Jun-Ho, so the policeman simply couldn’t miss this great opportunity. So another raspberry, even louder and longer than the previous ones, immediately fell right into his navel. In-Ho howled like a wounded beast…
"PLEASEPLEASE NOHOT AGAAAAHAHAAHAHAIN!!”
"What did you say? “Again”? Of course, hyung!”, ooh this little bastard Jun-Ho definitely enjoyed himself so much…
"I'll... AHAHAHAHA I'll ADMIT HAHAHA JUST DOOOOHOOHOHON'T"
"You'll admit what?" Jun-Ho inquired innocently, blowing into the navel again, too impressed by his brother's reaction to hold it back.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHA!!! THAT I AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAM INTERESTED IN… AAAAHAHAHAAHAHAAA”
"In who, hyung?"
Another raspberry and scratching on the side near the lower rib with a hand that has become too easy to pull out of the grip of completely weakened and crazy In-Ho.
"SEONG GI-HUUUUUUUN AAAAHAHAAAA..." this fit of laughter was caused by a new, but (PRAISE TO HEAVEN) this time the last raspberry and continued too long even after Jun-Ho raised his head a long time ago and now just looked at his brother. Although he saw only his neck and chin, but not the face, since In-Ho’s head was tilted so much that it almost fell over the armrest of the sofa. Jun-Ho rubbed In-Ho’s stomach with both palms, trying to erase the sensations, but In-Ho couldn't stop laughing like crazy.
"Well done! So much screaming and crying, but it was so easy to admit such an obvious thing, right?" Jun-Ho smiled, straighten the tails of the frontman's jacket as if he were a professional stylist, adjusting the suit on his model.
With great difficulty starting to sobering up, In-Ho got up from the sofa so that he was in a sitting position, rudely pushed Jun-Ho's hands away and coughed, starting to fasten the buttons on his own.
"Are you okay?", the younger man asked, obediently moving away for a little to give In-Ho more space.
"Yes... I just don't understand when my younger brother managed to become so cruel...", In-Ho muttered, straightening his hair and clothes.
"You forced me, hyung," the policeman grinned, "I couldn't help but finally take your place”.
"I missed you so much, Jun-Ho... And I'm glad you found me!"
READING THIS WAS LIKE I WAS READING A CINEMATIC MOVIE?!! AAAAHHHH!! 😭😭💚💚💚
YOU DROPPED THIS TROPHY 🤲🏆
You truly went above and BEYOND with this one!! Like, this is a major improvement, and I’m SO PROUD OF YOU FOR THAT!! Also, can we talk about the words??!! There were words in this fic that I didn’t know, or just completely forgot that they existed and it opened up my vocabulary A FUCK TON!
I can tell that you had fun with this fic, oh my GOODNESS!!! I was smiling through-out the entire thing as well as being such amazed by how detailed you wrote this 😭🫶🫶🫶
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If you read the fic, leave the kudos. Leave a comment too, if possible. Just do it. It takes a few seconds of your time and it means the world to the writer.
Sincerely, me who just got told that my writing feels like watching a blockbuster movie. I don't care if they were sincere or not, I'll be thinking about that comment for the rest of my life and every time I feel bad about my art, I'll remember that someone once liked it.
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Hey guys! I’ve wondered if I should make an Ao3 account with my works-and future works- on there for more people to engage and interact with? So let’s make a poll shall we? :D you guys will still see my fanfics, but if I ever make an Ao3 account, my fics would also go to that website!
Just asked for their invitation 🫡