"Just shut up and suck my dick already"
"If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off"
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When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to...
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San wasn't entirely sure what he was doing. He wasn't sure if whoever was texting him was just bluffing or if they were being for real about outing him and Wooyoung.
No, they seemed like the real deal. Those picture they sent clearly showing that they were following the boys. Then the recording of when they were... San was sure of one thing they had the evidence but how far are they willing to go to get what they want.
What do they even want? And suppose San did comply who's to say they won't continue to hold this over his head forever. Blackmailing him.
It made him angry just thinking about it. He didn't want Wooyoung to be roped into any of this. He doesn't deserve it.
He sat on his bed and stared at the black screen of the phone in his hands. After what felt like an eternity he opens up the device and flew to his texts.
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Unknown: ... I want you to look him in the eye, rip his heart out and stomp on it. That's all ;)
San: What?
Unknown: It should be easy for you Considering how he's a selfish piece of shit that only cares about himself
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San stared at the new text from the mysterious creep, his brows dipped and he bit his bottom lip. Hard.
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San: Just shut up about him will you You don't know anything about him so just leave him out of this What do you want for real ? I'm being serious here Name your price and leave me alone
Unknown: I am being serious I don't want your money I want Wooyoung to feel hurt so bad even death sounds merciful
San: Wtf are you saying? You want him to kill himself? Are you hearing yourself right now??
Unknown: Well.. I mean if he did I wouldn't be mad :) But just hurting him will have to suffice for now
San: I won't do it Fuck off
Unknown 58x xxx xxx2 That's your dad's phone number right? What if I were to accidentally send that audio from earlier...
San: Wait
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San cursed outloud, pulling his hair slightly and tossing his phone to the side, on the bed. He stood up and paced the room for a few seconds, repeatedly running his hand over his face.
He hears his phone vibrate again indicating a new text. What do I do? What do I do? He anxiously bit his bottom lip the finally made a decision.
