Something Clicked My Mind. How About A Loop Of Genderbend Jay And Genderbend Gun.

#9

Danny: Would you like something to drink? *He opens the fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper- Eugene: Spiders? Danny: Spiders it is then. Eugene: No, that wasn't- * But he was already pouring him a brimming glass of spiders…*

Crying, literally sobbing. Chapter 441 is just...I can't believe that he's dead!!! （ ＴДＴ）

What do you have against DILFS Tae-jun Park?!

(╥_╥) I'm heartbroken!

Danny: You call yourself my soulmate, but where were you when my meme only had four likes? Jay: Making four accounts. Danny, tearing up: Really…?

I saw that you wrote a drabble on my ask and I loved it. It was so well written and Taehoon's personality really carried through.

I do have another idea for a time loop and it does involve Taehoon again, but also with Johan and Daniel.

It would probably take place at about the end of the God Dog arc where Johan is abandoned and fighting Gun.

Little Daniel is there (but y'know, like tall, buff , post training, etc.) and he's seen Johan at the taekwondojang here and there and he knows that Taehoon has mentally adopted Johan. So he subtly makes a call during the fight.

Just as Gun is about to knock Johan and Zack down after Zack shows up to help, Gun gets kicked in the face. Again.

After this, I guess the 2 of them would fight and Yeonwoo, and Dowoon (who tagged along to see who the guys who's been flirting with fighting Taehoon is) and they take Johan to the van. Johan gets promptly adopted by Seong Hansoo.

Meanwhile, everyone wants to know who this pretty gremlin is who's fighting Gun and has Gun smiling. even thoguh he's scolding him. - especially when he finds out about Johan's situation

Vasco : Johan's brother is still flirting with his boyfriend. Who knew Johan had a brother?

Zach :*confused*

Daniel : grinning because he's about to cause mayhem

Jiksae : filming in the background

Well, this also turned out a bit long haha.

Achievement Unlocked!

Child Acquired!

Hansoo looked down upon the two similar boys, one of which was his, and resisted the urge to pinch the smaller's cheeks. That was a feat in of itself, since Johan still retained a small portion of his baby fat, making his cheeks look extra-pinchable.

That was it, he was adopting him. And if he came with an adorable dog, who was he to separate them?!

Johan fit seamlessly into their little family. He was baby, after all, and both Taehoon and Hansoo adored him. They never really stopped babying him, but knew he had his own life and let him do his own thing most of the time. All in all, things were peaceful.

Then came the phone call.

Tae was hanging out with 'daddy issues #1' and 'daddy issues #2' when his phone began ringing incessantly. Annoyed, and having half the mind to just tell the person on the other side to fuck off he picked up.

"Taehoon" Danny's hurried tone sounded through the speaker before the brown-haired boy could even open his mouth, "Uh, you need to come here. Johan's in trouble!"

No other words were needed, Tae hung up and began sprinting toward the location of his brother's phone. That had been one of the conditions of letting him continue on with God Dog, that he would keep his location visible to them at all times and call if he needed help. The last part was near impossible for the proud boy, which is why both he and his father had insisted on the location bit.

The taekwondo prodigy skidded to a stop before the scene that greeted him, Yeonwoo and Dowoon panting a little behind him. His eyes zeroed in on Johan's fallen body laying on the bloodied concrete, before shifting onto the man looking down upon him with his hands in his pockets.

"Oh no, you don't!" He mumbled, rushing towards him.

Gun felt a sudden sense of dread wash over him before his face made contact with the asphalt, hard. Deja vu was one of the only things registering in his mind before he got his bearings back. He turned to look at the attacker, a large smirk stretching on his lips as he caught sight of the familiar mop of brown hair.

"Taehoon~" He practically purred, dodging an incoming kick.

"Satan's secret lovechild." The boy replied deadpan, socking him in the face.

"It's so nice to see you again."

"Can't say the same." His tone didn't change despite Gun's sultry voice.

The two continued exchanging hits while the others watched. It didn't look like they were going to be slowing down anytime soon, so they were content with just watching the show. Yeonwoo and Dowoon in particular were egging them on while simultaneously fighting over ship names. Daniel was nursing the two childhood friends' wounds the best he could while sneaking glances at the two fighters. He didn't want to miss anything important, but Zack and Johan were still bleeding and he had to deal with them first. Nonetheless, he secretly joined Dowoon and Yeonwoo in cheering for the brunette once the two began showing signs of waking up.

"Gunhoon!"

"Taegun!"

"Gunhoon!"

"Taegoon!"

"What the hell is going on?"

They paused their bickering turning to the now-awake dog-lover and gave him a shrug before resuming their conversation.

"They're fighting over ship names," Danny informed him, slipping over to check on the still-sleeping boxer before facing Johan again. "You might as well get comfortable. Something tells me they're going to be at it for a while."

The boy nodded dumbfounded, before leaning back down next to Zack. He was out like a light, causing Danny to coo and take pictures of him sleeping. He was sure Taehoon was going to thank him for them later, and it would probably be enough to bribe him to go easier on him during training. Daniel could only hope.

#19

[Listen to don't threaten me with a good time while reading this, it just makes the whole experience better!]

"MINIONS!" Daniel hollered at the top of his lungs one bright Tuesday morning.

A chorus of "BANANA" echoed through the halls of J High and all the teachers sighed in the lounge. It was before classes began and they were, as usual just hanging around and chatting (gossiping) while grabbing their morning coffee or eating their breakfast.

"They're starting earlier today!" Mrs. Kim noted aloud, sipping on a fresh cup of herbal tea. Two of her colleagues hummed in agreement, unaffected.

It was none of their business what their students did, as long as it didn't affect them and they (Jay) paid for whatever they broke. They rarely even bothered leaving the teacher's lounge anyways!

Meanwhile, an army had assembled in the schoolyard, each looking more feral than the other. Half of them were practically vibrating out of their skins and the others looked ready to leap onto anything in sight and begin climbing until they either reached god and pulled him down to their level, or they fell and got a concussion. Daniel admired the effects of his all-sugar 7-day diet on the students. Yes, he was very proud of the army he had created!

"Minions!" He shouted from a precariously balanced tower of trash cans, effectively silencing the crowd. "We ride at dawn! Together we shall take Seoul for ourselves and rule as entities of the highest order of CHAOS! WHO'S WITH ME?"

The entire city trembled from the thundering cheers, and some even wondered if it was a small-scale earthquake that hadn't been announced on the news.

"BANANA! BANANA! BANANA!"

The J High Hellspawns cheered and shouted and whistled like wild animals. They stomped their feet and beat their chests with their fists with mighty roars. Then they settled back down and listened to their leader's instructions, eager to unleash terror and bananas all over the city. The architecture department was especially vocal, with Vasco hollering and throwing bananas in the air like confetti.

A shiver went down the spines of the poor unassuming people of Seoul. The smart ones took this as a premonition and got an early holiday out of the city. The rest were left to be pigs for slaughter, none the wiser. Fools.

The sunset and Daniel led the pandemonium with a mighty warcry, atop his beloved's motorbike, waving a broken broomstick on which a giant banana had been speared. Jay wore a banana crown, unbothered by his darling's antics, too busy trying not to blush from the muscular arm wrapped around his waist. He silently cheered them on as the Banana Cultist stormed the city, bananaing it from top to bottom, not leaving a single covered unbananaed and no person unconverted.

"HAHAHA! YES! LET THE PURGE BEGIN! BANANA!"

"BANANA!"

In the midst of the void, daniel knows that he is going through another loop as his soul goes in the process he felt shivers even though he doesn't have a body, it felt to him that someone's hands lingering in his soul like he is being toyed with love? obsession? admiration? adoration? awe? Daniel feels calm as he thinks he knows that person or knows that they won't hurt him. Daniel felt their hands let go of them as he vanishes to his next loop. Daniel Daniel My beloved Daniel No matter what loop we are in, we will be together even after death. You will love me for awe, You will hate me for being obsessive with you. You are our light, and we sacrifice ourselves for you But we will drag you into the abyss for your mind, body, and soul. Again And Again And Again As you are our beloved daniel

"Daniel, my dear? wake up! it's time for school!" Daniel hears a familiar voice. ________ You can interpret it in any way on who the is the person in yellow and black bold. the coloring is already a hint.

Jay didn't know what the empty feeling in his chest was but he detested it. Nevertheless, he endured, knowing that his beloved would soon rejoin him. Soon.

The darkness lit up with the arrival of Daniel's soul. As usual, it waited around for a new loop to start while making silly little shapes out of his forms. Jay snickered at the blue being that resembled a cow and cooed over the cat-shaped one before his darling melted back into a floating blue orb. He adored watching his Danny's antics and shenanigans across the loops, secretly cheering him on each time from the sidelines.

This time Jay felt strangely emboldened and reached out an invisible hand to touch his lover's soul. It shivered and backed away in confusion, but that did not deter him. He sent his feelings of adoration through the void and felt them echo around the little soul. Joy and adulation bubbled in his chest as the little soul tried to curl around him like a satisfied cat expressing its affection.

Of course, his perfect Daniel, his love, would find a way to sense him although he could not see him!

Jay felt as if his heart could burst at that very moment, but he was snapped out of his fantasies by a crack appearing in the void. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and gave the little blue soul another gentle nudge before reluctantly stepping away and allowing him to be engulfed in the light and take to the next cycle.

"My beloved, you will come back to me! No matter how long it takes! You will forever be mine, and mine only!"

With another loving sigh, Jay drifted through the cracks left in the other's wake, eager to join him once more. He slipped through the jagged shards of the void with practiced ease, paying no mind to the infernal shrill sound of his prison mending itself once again. It never matters anyways, since it can never withstand his honey's power and always crumbled before his bright soul. Daniel was just special like that, and it only served to further fuel his obsessive love for the boy. That was partially why he always followed after him.

It didn't matter that he forgot his memories at the beginning of each loop like all the others, the echo of his affections never faded from his heart and they would be reunited before he would be forced to leave again, he just knew it! So each time he was found and his soul was torn from these worlds, he clung to his darling Daniel and dragged him back to the void with him.

Never would he be willing to leave a world alone.

Never would he and his beloved be separated again, no matter how selfishly he had to act.

Never.

They had sworn an oath after all~ And Jay would see it through. No. Matter. What.

Sinu: Violence isn't the answer. Sammy: You’re right. Sinu: sighs in relief Sammy: Violence is the question. Sinu: What? Sammy, bolting away: And the answer is yes. Sinu, running after her: NO-

#20

"Jesus..."

"Actually, It's Daniel."

Zack craned his neck to look at the tiny figure sitting atop the - frankly massive - pile of bodies. He had stumbled upon the sight on accident and frozen in shock, mouth agape. If he looked more closely all the bodies seemed to belong to well-built muscly men who, judging by the various bats and DIY weapons strewn on the ground, had been armed. This was no accident, but a coordinated attack that had been thwarted by...by a toddler?

"Uhh..." Zack said, ever so eloquently.

The midget turned around a did a backflip (and almost gave the boxer a heart attack in the process), landing in front of him with a large toothy smile. Now that they were standing next to each other he seemed even smaller, no way older than 5, Zack noted after he stopped gaping. He wore what looked like an old yellow t-shirt with a smiling cat, splatters of blood clear on the thin fabric, and a pair of brown cargo shorts. In the middle of December, at night.

Zack resisted the urge to voice some choice words about the kid's parents as another freezing wind cut through his own thick winter coat. He kneeled to be on eye level with the smiling little menace and extended his hand, deliberately slowly not to spook him.

"I'm Zack."

"Oooh, nice to meet you!" Daniel shook his hand eagerly.

'Yep, his hands are freezing', Zack thought bitterly, looking around for his guardian or someone that could resemble a responsible adult. He found none. The alleyway they were in was pretty out of the way, not a place where a child should be, although... judging by the piled gangsters behind him he could handle himself. A bead of sweat rolled down the boxer's cheek, 'Not even I could beat so many at the same time' and wasn't that saying something? Even after being trained by that monk, Gongseob Ji, there were still people who were stronger than him without even trying.

"Achoo!"

That broke him out of his thoughts, and he wasted no more time in unzipping his coat and scooping the child in his arms, before rezipping the coat with the midget's head poking out. Uncaring of what he must've looked like [*cough* pregnant *cough*] Zack got back up and began walking out of the alleyway.

"We're going to get you something warm to eat and then we can try to figure this whole thing out, mkay?"

The midget nodded his head furiously and gave him another blinding smile before settling on his chest like a happy cat. Neither spoke until they finally found an open convenience store. By the time they got what they wanted to eat and sat down in the little eating area of the shop it had begun snowing heavily. Zack put the kid on one of the stools, with his coat still wrapped around him before opening the two cups of instant noodles and pulling out the little bags of condiments. He kept an eye on Daniel as he moved to pour warm water from the dispenser. To his credit, the little one waited patiently, swinging his legs in the air, his eyes glued on the taller male as he prepared their meal.

"So, where are your folks, midget?" Zack asked as they waited for the noodles, trying to keep his tone light.

In spite of his efforts, the boy curled in on himself, his eyes dimming. 'Sore spot, then' he thought, making a mental note to avoid bringing it up again. He couldn't imagine anyone willingly abandoning this ray of sunlight of a child, so he assumed they must've been dead. 'Yes, that's the only explanation' Zack nodded to himself, before addressing Daniel again.

"Do you have anywhere to go?"

The kid nodded eagerly, but the boxer still had his reservations.

"Let me rephrase that, do you have anywhere to spend the night that you know you can reach and where you won't freeze to death?"

"Uhh."

"Right, so that's a no. Great!" Zack rubbed his forehead tiredly.

He pulled the top packaging off the cups of noodles and broke apart a pair of chopsticks mixing them into the steaming meal before handing it to the midget and doing the same for his own cup.

"Ah, thank you!" Daniel chirped before digging in like a starved child.

'He probably was' he thought bitterly, swallowing a mouthful of noodles. For a few minutes, all you could hear was the sound of them eating, but soon enough the boy pushed away his empty cup. Once more, Zack didn't hesitate or even find it weird how his arms moved on their own to place a small packet of chocolate biscuits in front of the kid's nose.

"Eat up, midget." he encouraged, cringing at how sappy he sounded. "Those aren't going to eat themselves."

'Damn it, why am I acting like this?!' The older boy bemoaned mentally, thankful that none of the people who knew him were here to witness how fucking soft this little menace was making him. After finishing his noodles Zack got up to throw the two cups away when he felt a tug on his sweater. Looking down he found an impossibly large pair of doe-like black eyes gazing uncertainly up at him.

'Ah, my heart!' he mentally clutched his heart which had been pierced by an arrow marked "CUTENESS".

"I'm just going to throw these away!" He quickly reassured the little one, gesturing towards the two empty cups in his hand.

"Are you going to come back?" Daniel asked in a small voice which nearly made the boxer kneel over.

"Of course! Of course! I'll be right back!" Zack assured before nearly sprinting to the trashcan and back, to the bewilderment of the cashier.

"See, right back!"

Daniel hummed happily in agreement with a big smile that made him ponder the benefits of having a pair of sunglasses always on hand. he would probably need a pair if he didn't want to go blind from this unbearably bright ray of sunshine. 'How has no one kidnapped him yet?' Zack wondered, sparking a flame of protectiveness in his chest.

You know how you hear people say that they see something, usually a small child or an animal, and go 'yeah, that's mine now'? That was exactly what happened at that exact moment in Zack The Wimp Lee.

Did it raise questions the next day when he showed up to fight with a toddler on his shoulders? Maybe. Did he care? Absolutely not. He kicked names and took ass looking like an absolute badass and a brilliant model for his new little brother. The highlight of his day was when some random extra tried to hit Daniel as a way of getting back at Zack and got promptly locked through a brick wall by a giggly 5-year-old waving around a purple dinosaur plush in one hand and a blueberry popsicle in the other. The looks on everyone's faces had been enough to make his week.

Here a fun loop Danny basically got into the Yaoi & Yuri world were people are homosexual and being is straight is an odd ball in that world.

You can say Jay is expressive as he doesn't need to hide his feelings for Daniel.

[I don't think societal norms affect their relationship as it is anyways, but if you're giving me a free opportunity to write about my favorite gay bitches who am I to decline?]

Danny should've been focusing on his surroundings more, he really should have, but there was something just so darn enchanting about his beloved's crimson lips that he couldn't help himself from staring.

Jay was looking even more exquisitely than he usually did, the two open buttons of his shirt revealing his delicate cleavage in a way that made Daniel conflicted between covering it up and sinking his teeth into the appetizing skin and leaving behind undeniable marks of his love. The mere thought of how that would draw such sweet little sounds from the mouth of his darling nearly sent him over the edge. He daydreamed of having the boy breathless and flushed beneath him, bent over the very desk he sat at in a vulgar display.

He resisted these urges, not because they were in public, but because he and Jay hadn't yet crossed that bridge in this loop and he intended on making their first time memorable, regardless of the fact he had already done so in each and every cycle. It was his way of cherishing the blonde, despite him not being aware of it.

This world was more open to same-sex relationships, those being the norm unlike most of the ones he passed through (not that it had ever stopped him from openly simping for Jay). The dynamic between his classmates and friends was, as such, a bit different, with many new couples. His favorite was between Zoe and Crystal at the current date, although it relieved him to see that Zack had remained utterly besotted with Mira despite the change. Some things never change! Danny shook his head fondly.

His gaze darted back to the desk near the window and he froze. While he had been stuck in his thoughts Jay had gotten up and leaned over his desk in a way that displayed even more of his sculpted chest. The black-haired boy looked up and gulped, his eyes glued to the supple curve of his classmate's neck. He once more restrained the urge to press his sweetheart to the wooden desk.

People are watching! The time-looper reminded himself. Jay had never been one for crowds, he knew that, but this clearly wasn't the case this time. Danny watched with a mix of surprise and fascination as the blonde reached for his chin, forcing him to look up. Their noses were almost touching and he felt as though waiting another moment would be enough for him to lose control.

Not at that stage yet-!

His thoughts were cut off by a pair of warm lips pressing onto his, first gently then more and more fiercely as he didn't reject them. Muscle memory took over and he placed a hand on the blonde's cheek while the other rested on his waist, gently maneuvering the boy on his lap. The make-out session began getting more intense as Jay moved his other hand into Danny's hair and tugged, getting a low groan from the taller male. Their lips molded perfectly against each other and their tongues curled and twisted together, not in a battle for dominance, but in a dance of passion. A small gasp escaped through the blonde's lips and was quickly swallowed by the other.

Once again the eons-old love reignited in Danny's chest like a flare. He yearned to pull other sounds from his mouth, not just those of carnal pleasure, but the addicting sound of his laughter or the small scoffs he gave when he was angry. He would happily abandon fighting and the 'greater good' if only to hold him in his embrace a moment longer. If he wanted the stars he would tear them from the heavens and bring them to him. One word, unspoken as it may be, and the boy would tear his own heart out and give it to him. One look and he would be on his knees in worship. One touch and he could die a thousand deaths in flames happily.

There were no words to explain his adoration for the boy, but one matter was certain beyond a shadow of a doubt in his mind, there was no greater joy than loving someone so deeply and for as long as he did.

"Ahem!"

The teacher's cough interrupted their kiss, and the two lovebirds were forced to separate, with Jay going back to his desk and leaving Daniel behind to sulk. Oh well, the bell is just about to ring anyway~

[Am I the only one feeling like the dynamic between the two twinks is a bit too one-sided? Look forward to me adjusting that next time! <3 ]

#8

"Wanna know a secret?"

"Daniel, it's 3 AM on a Monday."

The disgruntled groan and pillow over the head didn't seem to deter the overly energetic boy.

"Is that a yes?"

Another agonizing groan and what sounded like him whispering 'don't kill him, you don't have the energy to hide a body' over and over again like a mantra.

"Fuck off!" He pushed the gremlin squatting on his nightstand roughly, ignoring the loud 'oof' he let out.

However, when the sound of a body hitting the floor never came, Zack opened his eyes and turned around. Daniel was hanging precariously on the curtain while his feet still remained partially on the nightstand. Zack blinked, then shoved the other's feet off.

"Ooof" And the sound of the curtain rod hitting something hard then falling onto the floor and someone scrambling around in his failed curtains.

Zack reached for his earplugs and pulled the pillow over his head again. He was not doing this today!

Poke.

Poke.

He swatted the offending hand away with vitriol.

Poke. Poke.

He discreetly reached for the chemistry book beneath the bed and pulled it close to him, ready to strike.

Poke.

Thunk!

After that, the night was quiet, with no more poking.