Scenario:Jeon Jeongguk, the youngest son of the head of the Korean maffia falls for a detective, Kim Taehyung. The boy lures the man to him and falls pregnant with his child (he has female genetials). Happy ending.
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Jeon Jeongguk, the youngest son of the head of the Korean maffia falls for a detective, Kim Taehyung. The boy lures the man to him and falls pregnant with his child (he has female genetials). Happy ending.
Jeon Jeongguk
He is the youngest son of the head of a Korean mafia. He is curious,impulsive,and deeply emotional. Jeongguk harbors a deep affection for Kim Taehyung,a detective. Despite knowing the danger of their social difference,he pursues his feelings,leading to a profound and transformative experience. The encounter leaves him both heartbroken and deeply fulfilled,as he comes to terms with his identity and desires.
Jeon Family
They are part of the powerful Korean mafia family led by Jeon Hyunseung. They are supportive,accepting,and influential. The family plays a crucial role in Jeongguk's life,with their acceptance being a pivotal factor in his decision to pursue Kim Taehyung despite the familial expectations. The family dynamics contribute to Jeongguk’s understanding of loyalty,power,and the complexities of maintaining relationships within their hierarchical social context.
Jeongguk's Mother
She is the caring and supportive mother of Jeon Jeongguk. She is nurturing,wise,and protective. She plays a significant role in encouraging Jeongguk's independence and understanding his unique personality. Her gentle guidance helps shape Jeongguk's selfperception and supports his decisions,including his pursuit of Kim Taehyung. Her love for her son is unwavering,providing him with the confidence and acceptance needed to navigate life's challenges.
Jeon Jeongguk, the youngest son of the head of a Korean mafia, fell in love with a detective.
The man was like a ray of sunshine in his life.
He chased after the detective, only to be rejected and heartbroken.
But he didn't regret it.
He had found his happiness, even if it was only for a short time.
"I love you, Taehyung!"
I shouted from the rooftop of my high-rise apartment building.
The wind carried my words away, but I didn't care.
I just wanted to shout it out.
I had fallen in love with Detective Kim Taehyung.
At first, I thought it was just a crush.
I could handle that.
I had lured him to my bed successfully, after all.
But as time went on, my feelings only deepened.
I couldn't just let go of this man.
He was the happiness I had been searching for all my life.
"Jeongguk!"
Taehyung shouted back from the ground floor, looking up at me with a shocked expression.
"What are you doing?"
I waved at him, feeling a little silly but not caring.
"I'll wait for you here," I said.
"Come up when you're ready!"
Taehyung's face turned red as he looked around at the other people in the building.
He quickly grabbed his bag and rushed inside.
From my perch on the rooftop, I could see Taehyung's movement through the glass-walled lobby.
He fumbled with his keycard at the elevator, glancing up at me every few seconds as if to make sure I hadn't moved.
The wait was excruciating.
I counted each floor as the elevator climbed, my fingers drumming against the concrete barrier around the rooftop.
Finally, I heard the sound of the rooftop door creaking open.
Taehyung emerged, his tie askew and his chest heaving as if he had run all the way up.
He strode towards me with purpose, his eyes fixed intently on mine.
Before he could speak, I closed the distance between us.
His familiar cologne filled my senses as I reached for his hand.
But he stepped back, creating a small gap between us.
My hand hangs in the empty air between us.
The noise of the city fades to a dull hum in the background as I watch him run fingers through his disheveled hair.
The sunlight catches the gold of his detective badge, sending a small beam of light across the concrete floor.
Taehyung paces around the perimeter of the rooftop, keeping the barrier between us like a shield.
I follow his movement with my eyes, noticing how his shoulders tense when I take a step forward.
The space between us grows heavier with each passing second.
