you've changed - cho sang-woo x reader

chapter eight

"Sang-woo! Hurry up and decide!" Gi-hun giggles, holding out his hand. Both boys were currently playing a guessing game. Whoever guessed if the amount of rocks the other person was holding was either even or odd, got the other's dessert for the night. You usually would play with them, but you kept on losing, so eventually you stopped and just started watching, not wanting to forfeit your dessert. This was a tradition that started out of nowhere. You honestly couldn't remember even if you tried.

"Hey, let me think! You know you can't rush perfection!" Sang-woo was dead serious, but it caused both Gi-hun and you to burst out laughing at the ridiculous idea. "Fine, it's even I guess." He pouted, and Gi-hun smirked, opening his hand to reveal three rocks.

"Why you-!" Sang-woo threw his rocks on the ground, and you grinned. This was a common occurrence. "This is why I told you not to rush me. I want a remake!"

"No can do." Gi-hun gathered up all of the rocks and put them back in the white bag. These rocks were always used for some reason. One day they were collected and have been played with ever since. "Now, I believe you owe me your ice cream?"

Sang-woo lashed out, and tackled Gi-hun to the ground, which was another common occurrence that was always due to taunting words. Gi-hun's back hit the ground with a resounding thud.

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Your back thudded back against the door to the biggest bathroom stall, legs wrapped tightly against Sang-woo's torso. You still couldn't believe he had kissed you. The soft feelings you had felt for him all throughout childhood came flooding back, having been buried deep down after drifting from him and going through several boyfriends in high school as well as college. You never thought you would end up in this situation, especially in a place like this.

Your brain was fuzzy; it felt like tiny bees were buzzing all around inside. You knew this was wrong, that you guys shouldn't be sharing this act of love in a place like this, and that it was probably going by too fast. It just felt so fucking good. You wanted to be selfish and only think about yourself for once in your life, and now you finally get the chance. The pleasure you so desperately need from this man was the only thing on your mind right now.

As you both entered the stall, Sang-woo frantically slammed it shut and locked it, leaning you back against the wall, holding you up. Your legs felt like jelly, so you were grateful he was holding on so tightly. God, his lips were so soft and fit so well against yours. It was almost as if you guys had been doing this for years. He kissed you roughly, hands gripping the sides of your thighs. You were sure this would leave bruises.

He broke away from the kiss, planting his lips on your jaw and moved all the way down to your collarbone. On the way down, he sucked and nipped at your skin, making sure a deep pink color was left behind before he stopped and moved on. He wanted you to remember this moment. When he got to the collar of your shirt, he looked up at you through long eyelashes.

"Take off your shirt." His voice was breathy and hoarse. You shakily complied, removing your jacket and shirt, suddenly getting hit with the cold chill of the bathroom, and becoming a bit shy as well. He must have noticed this, since he stood up a little, his hand moving under your chin, gripping your face and moving it so you were at eye level with him. "Don't get shy now, darling. I'm just getting started."

Gulping, you noticed how his eyes hungrily raked over the exposed top part of your body, causing you to feel like prey being slowly backed into a corner by its predator.

"You know, you were so stupid during the game today," he smirked, cupping your breast and massaging it roughly. A shiver of pleasure went down your spine, but you felt insulted at the same time. "Why would you ever put yourself in the front? Do you not care about your life?"