You all walked back to the elevator, completely out of breath. Everyone entered, and spread out against the elevator walls. You put your back against the wall, with your head facing up, and breathed deeply. It was all over, but the pain in your torso was so much worse. You felt warm blood tinkle down your shirt, and fall to the floor. This caused your breathing to become harder, but your state was silent. Everyone else noticed, though, and the stain on your shirt became more apparent.
The man who talked before about the Lord got on his knee and started to pray, which 240 was not fond of. It annoyed her, and she didn't keep quiet about it. "Hey dude," she said, "who are you praying to right now?" She continued, avoiding her question.
She went on. "To God? Do you think you made it out alive because of God? The reason you're still alive is because of that old man, and the guy over there who came up with the last minute idea. You should be thanking them, huh. " The man looked up at her, with a pained look.
Sang-woo kept staring at the blood running down your leg, and Ali walked over to cure it.
The man who was praying started to speak. "You sad lost soul. Can't you hear the cries of those who were nailed to the cross today? We lived to see this day thanks to them. I pray to the Lord on behalf of all these sinners. God gave me the decision to help out my team win. "
Ali tore a piece of his shirt. He lifted your shirt up, revealing your black laced bra, and wrapped his piece of cloth around your wound. He placed your shirt back down and you thanked him with a smile and nod. He then smiled back and walked to where he was standing.
240 yelled out "bullshit." You killed those guys out there. Oh, if we say some prayers, will we all go to heaven? Shit, then I should pray! Thank you, God in heaven, for giving me the chance to send people to you. Oh, and we sent a whole bunch of them today. Please help us send a whole lot more!"
"Shut up." 067 sighed. 240 looked at her and spoke, "me or him?" 067 sighed again. "Both of you."
After some time. You all got back to the main room. Group 1 looked stunned.
Sang-woo tapped you on the shoulder, which startled you a little. He looked the other way. "Come to the bathroom with me, let me clean your wound," he said with a worried voice. "Alright, sounds like a good idea," you replied with a puzzled look. He cleared his throat, and the two walked to the bathroom.
As you passed the woman with curly hair, she laughed at you two. "Ohh, I hope you brought condoms!" You gave her a dirty look and you two continued.
You two made it to the sinks, and he gave you the signal to take life up your shirt. He unwrapped the stained cloth and revealed a 4 inch long deep, dark cut.He went on his knees and grabbed some soap from the sink. He held your shirt up. "This will sting. Just bare with me," he said, holding your shirt up.
He mixed the soap in with water, and put some on tote wound. He took off his shirt to hold it against you.
"Agh!" You breathed with so much pain. He suddenly came up and held you close to him. He whispered in your ear. "I know it hurts, it will be okay. He pulled your head to his neck, and took off your shirt completely to make healing it easier.
If you were shirtless with your crush, most girls would freak out. You were, but you held it all in to enjoy the moment.
You pulled your head away from him, and quickly came in for a kiss. His eyes widened, but he accepted it.
He pulled you up so now you were sitting on the sink, still kissing him, and his hand still on your stomach.
He reached down to unclip your bra, so you lifted your arms up. Your hands moved from his face to his back.
You were completely shirtless and soon completely naked. He moved your underwear down with his free hand, and you moved his pants down and his underwear.
He placed his knee on the side of the sink with blood leaking down the pipes. You slid down off the sink and onto the floor. You began sucking him. It tasted like a warm piece of iron, being soaked in blood at one point.
He suddenly stood up and placed the you back on the sink.
He placed your head tilted away from him. He started moving his lips down from your lips to your chest, and further down to your private spot. Your hand flew back to the mirror behind you as he started moving his mouth.
This is it. Your hero now loves you.
He came back up to place his lips on your mouth once more, and moved himself inside of you.
"This is easing the pain," You said it in a sarcastic voice, and he chuckled a little.
"Ah! I knew it. I thought you two would be more private about things, but nope. Smartie and the white girl are doing it. "
You two stopped immediately and looked to the side, and you both saw the curly-haired woman.
He came off of you and quickly pulled his clothes back up and yelled at her, "you better not say a damn word, you here me?" Don't have to say a word!" She claimed "You were so loud that everyone was looking in the bathroom."
Your face turned bright red, and you hopped out of the sink. "I'll wash your shirt off, Sang-woo. Thank you for helping me." You said as you got yourself clothed and walked back out with Ali's cloth wrapped around you.
You ran out there and the woman yelled after you, "helping huh?" Sangwoo walked out of there a couple seconds after you.
To your hope, no one noticed, and the woman just lied.
You walked up to the group you were in before and stood.
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Cho Sang-woo (218) x reader (Squid Game)
RomansaThis is a story based on the show "Squid Game," written and directed by Hwang Dong-hyuk.  The story follows a young foreign mother who moved to Korea in search of a better life (the reader) and her troubled relationship with an intelligent young ma...