sangwoo x male reader

i lost count of the fucking dots

i woke up and wiped my eyes. while stretching glanced beside me to see bum sound asleep. it felt good to be back. as i sat their tiredly my mind drifted off to sangwoo. hes sitting in the basement. alone. probably hungry. and uncomfortable. at this point i was feeling a bit guilty. i sighed and decide i need to get up. maybe a shower would clear my mind a bit. i walked out into the bathroom and decide to brush my teeth first. i looked up at myself in the mirror. the mirror was a bit dirty but not enough that you couldnt see yourself. i put my toothbrush back an started stripping taking my pants, boxers, and shirt off. 

(timeskip cause showers are boring to write)

i was in the kitchen area in some new boxers an shorts but i was too lazy to put a shirt on. i looked in the fridge to see nothing. well their was ingredients but nothing that would work out together. peanutbutter an jelly, no bread, mustard and a bit of mayonnaise but no fuckimg bread. no fruit or any shit. i was just getting for disappointed the more i looked. i just huffed and closed the door rolling my eyes. "guess we gotta go buy some food..." i muttered to myself sadly i didnt have my wallet. but! i did stash money around here in case anything happened, gah im so smart, i smirked to myself and hopped back to the room i slept in to see a yawning yoon bum "mornin! ima go get groceries, care to join me?" i asked "u-uh yea, lemme get ready"

"me too" i reply and went to go look for some pants and a shirt. i rummage through my drawer until i find a good shirt "black shirt black shirt black shirt~" i sung as i pulled out a back shirt and put it on "fabulous" i decide to just stick with the shorts "im ready" bum says as he walk out the bathroom "alright lets goo" i say and begin to walk out the door after putting my shoes on by the front door

'''''''timeskip''''''''

as we finished shopping i put all my things at the front door, to which yoonbum was confused. "im gonna be out for a bit, i want to check in with my cafe job place-" i lied "we're gonna have to make money somehow, promise ill be home by dark" i didnt give him a chance to respond and sped walked away. i did feel a bit bad for lying but hey, its just a white lie, no harm done. i smiled to myself. as i walked past a familiar ally.... and pole....

glancing at the pole i grunted "fucking bitch..." i cussed the pole out and flipped it off as i walked by. "ughhh" 'how did i fuck up this bad? actually no, fuck you this shit isnt even my fault' my gaze was now one of annoyance 'fucking bum, i stole your man. hes obsessed... but maybe i am too' my mind began to wonder as my body was sort of on auto pilot 'sangwoo, hes like a drug, makes me sick to my stomach but i cant get enough though. hes like someone you know is bad but cant seem to throw himout of your life' before i knew it i was standing in front of his front door 

"lets hope hes not dead.." i mutter to myself as i type in the passcode to unlock the door. i grab the door and open it, on the other side was nothing new. same as i left it. walking in i slam the door closed "BITCH ASS IM HOME" i yell annoyed hoping he'd hear, tht is if he was alive. i casually made my way to the basement where i had left him. walking down, it was musty and stuffy. which pissed me off, along with the fact id most likely have to clean this up "y/n....." a raspy voice said in the dark "theres the lonely fuck! ive been looking for you everywhere!" i joked

maybe this was harsh, hes been here for two days? i dont know. but eh, he tried manipulating me and i really didnt appreciate, maybe ill give him hell for now. sangwoo sat slouched with his legs spread a bit, his arms where still chained in back of him, hah, i bet his ass hurts for sitting almost 3 days straight "you mother fucker!" sangwoo yelled as he bagan to tug and pull on the chains trying to reach me. i only stood a few feet in front of him staring down at him, smirking sinisterly i squatted down to his eye level "whats the matter love? ive came all this way and i dont even get a 'welcome home sweetheart'?" i mocked him 

"you left me here! you fucking bastard!" he only shouted louder, glaring daggers into my eyes. i was quite entertained by this. i got on my knees and cupped his cheek "hey hey hey, i thought you said you loved me" i said softly as i stroked his cheek with my thumb. his demeanor seemed to changed almost desperate, as well as panicked "o-of course i do!" he stared into my eyes desperately waiting for an answer, response, reaction, or just anything! i grinned as i leaned closer, as if i was going to kiss him. 

i saw him close his eyes and lean his head closer to me. i went back, leaning away and sitting in front of him "liar" i spat at him, voice laced with venom. sangwoos eyes shot open and lips where slightly parted "what?..." he mumbles "liar, you dont love me" i cooed in a sad tone "no! i do love you! i always have!" he pleads trying to "im not convinced, you just yelled at me a moment ago, maybe id have to teach you how to be a good boy huh?" i stared deeply into his eyes. he was at a loss for words 

"ill come back tomorrow, if you treat me nice maybe ill give you a reward" with that i walk over to the chains and unchained his arms, i had chained his ankle just in case though "here, i dont want to feed you so i guess for now you can have hand privilege's back" i grabbed a water bottle and two granola bars out of my sweater pocket and placed it next to him. before i leaned back up he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto him, quickly stealing a kiss. the kiss was sloppy, mostly for him being a desperate whore. we parted and our eyes met, his where filled with love and lust. 

"yknow, usually when you love someone you ask for things, like consent, whether it be a kiss, a hug, or sex" i stand up and back hand slap him "we have a lot a fixing to do with you" i spat "y/n! wait, please forgive me! im sorry!" he beggs. i smirk as i glared down on him 'look whos begging now cunt' i thought to myself  "sorry doesnt fix everything, because of that stunt you pulled, maybe i wont come by tomorrow" i laugh as i begin to walk up the basement stairs. i slose the basement door and put some boxes on top of it, and with that, i leave and go back to bum. we'll come back tomorrow, if i come late he'll beat himself up about it. as that thought crossed my mind i grinned

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