GAME LOVER[✓]- HoonSuk AU

GAME LOVER[✓]- HoonSuk AU

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TREASURE
"You suck big time Hyung" " ohhh you died again" " we need 3k more" With a heart throbbing quite painfully in my chest. Why did I even agreed to play this stupid game. Cursed you Junkyu, and now I died again. He said gaming is too ease the stress, but why am did it only stressed me more?! "Wait, I didn't know you two were married at this" What happens when a well knowned Gamer Streamer helps a certain noob that keeps on dying on every level. Will he continue to help the certain guy, or kick the poor soul? Curious? Read more to find out, our cutie couple HoonSuk in to an adventurous fanfiction: Game Lover.
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Rain was dripping from his soaked brown hair and his eyes darted through the night, landing on Jisung's face. Time seemed to stand still and the rain was falling in slow motion as he kept staring at the boy he once loved more than anything in this whole world. His chest was aching every time he inhaled, making his lungs hurt as if someone pushed his head under water. "Isn't that what your family wanted?" He turned to Jisung's parents. "Seeing my family dead, isn't that what you bastards wanted?", he yelled and pointed at them with the golf club in his hands. He didn't see Jisung come closer, but he felt Jisung's arms around him, and he felt the hard ground push the air out of his lungs as soon as they both hit the cold, wet concrete. A harsh sting rushed through his shoulder and he let out a pain inflicted groan, forcing him to let go of the golf club in his hand. "I'm sorry", he heard Jisung mumble above him and felt Jisung's palm on his chest, pressing his upper body to the ground. The rain was coming down on his face mercilessly, blurring his vision once again. "I'm really sorry", he heard him say continuously. Sirens were coming closer and Minho closed his eyes, letting tears roll down his wet cheeks. ••• pictures edited by me. the story isn't connected to my "just pretend" minsung one-shot :) possible triggers: violence, alcohol, manipulation, cursing, mention of blood and injuries, light choking and bondage, there's gonna be smut, death, mention of mental health (might add more as i'm writing this, just know there will be heavy topics, please only read this story if you feel comfortable and safe enough to do so. and don't forget, this story and its characters are all imaginary)

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