Gunparkxreader Stories

She had never known what it was like to be loved. Only what it was like to be used, violated, and shattered into pieces. It was a mystery, sand that slipped through her fingers no matter how hard she tried to grasp it. Until she met him, and the emptiness in her heart that she had always known and lived with suddenly started to fill with something warm she didn't know the name of.

𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ╎ ╰ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- The foreign girl who was supposed to stay in Mexico until winter, somehow got herself wrapped up with some Cartel and ended up in Korea because of him. Whereas she became a King no one would forget. 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝚂𝙼 𝙶𝙴𝙽 𝟷 𝚇 𝙷𝙸𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙲! 𝙵𝙴𝙼!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁

Gun Park x Reader You were raised to submit, while he was raised to destroy. Even children, drowning in the cusps of bruises and solitary, reach for each other through the dark to stay afloat. That is until one of you lets go to survive, and the other drowns. Eight years later, and the reunion forces you both to confront what you've severed and what still binds. It's true that the eyes are the window to the soul, even when their teeth are too sharp to speak. ❝ I know, I know, the way that it goes You get what you give, you reap what you sow And I can see you in my fate I know, I know, I am what I am The mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb So darling, will you saturate? ❞ - Rain, by Sleep Token