sin - woosan

e l e v e n

sexual content.

Now seated uncomfortably, San looked back at Jiho, whose eyes trailed along with Wooyoung's retreating figure. San scoffed, "if you'd excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom, to uh... clean up my trousers." San nodded at his words, checking on Jiho's response, seeing she wasn't really focused so he left. His walk seemed hurried and uneasy, as curses left his mouth at a rapid speed.

Once he arrived at his destination, he checked around for anyone's presence, finding it to be empty, so he entered on off the stalls and locked it, before he quickly unzipped his pants, letting his touch deprived dick spring out. "Fuck," he cursed out, as he saw the state his member was in, with all the blood rushing to it causing a painful boner. He groaned loudly, and slammed the stall next to him in despair, as the image of Wooyoung down on his knees for him clouded his mind.

Quickly unbuckling the belt, and pulling down his pants along with his boxers, San wasted no time as he started licking two of his fingers, knowing damn well there wasn't any lube. A number of hasty comments were mumbled out of his lips, as his mouth relentlessly sucked and coated his fingers hurriedly. Looking down at his hard member, he noticed the precum dripping from it, dirtying his boxers. "Fuck you, Wooyoung, for getting me all hard. How embarrassing..." He kept murmuring, although he knew it was all his doing.

His fingers all covered in his spit was already slathering around his lower region, trying to imagine Wooyoung's mouth wrapping its warmth around him. Little groans and grunts escaped him, as he started to stroke himself faster, now clearly envisioning the younger on his knees again, and doing wonders with his mouth. Simply the thought of those pink plump lips were tempting enough, but the image of them around his cock, sucking him off real good was leaving him on edge.

"Nngh, W-woo- ah, W-wooyoung," he moaned out, letting his head fall back, eyes closed as he stroked quicker and quicker, wanting to reach his climax, but the picture never left his mind, now completely lost in the pleasure 'Wooyoung' was giving him. "Y-yes, l-like that. A l-little f-fas-ah, oh, so good."

At this point, he was so intoxicated with the lust, the outside world was a mere hiss in his ear, and reality was a mile away from him. Faster and faster, he eventually exploded, and all the cum fill up his hand, "F-fuck, W-wooyoung. S-so good, so so good," he said as he continued to stroke slow and steady to ride out his high.

Slowly coming back to his senses again, San heard a click of a door, but nothing registered to him yet, so he quickly cleaned up himself with some toilet paper, and pulled up his remaining clothes. When walked out, he acted as though nothing happened, then went to wash his hands and face to freshen up. Looking at himself in the mirror, he spoke quietly to himself, "we never speak of this again."

Walking out of the bathroom moments later, after he dried himself, he walked back to his table with Jiho, seeing her looking back at the counter where Wooyoung stood, shaken up a bit. He cleared his throat, and Jiho looked back at him, eyes not really focused. "Want to leave?" He asked unamused.

"W-we haven't e-eaten yet," she said carefully.

"Oh, cut the bullshit, you only want to stay because you want to see your precious ex." San said, annoyed and bothered by this whole arrangement.

"Sannie I- It's not like that," she tried to convince, before she dropped her head in shame. "I'm sorry if you feel that way, it's just... I've been with him for so long, and I understand him, so it's hard to see him go through what he's going through, but I understand how that could affect you... I-I promise to do better, Sannie..."

"Don't promise shit. You know yourself, you know for a fact, that you won't keep that promise, Jiho." He rubbed his temples, as his head was starting to hurt, "and I won't ask you to."

"W-what does that m-mean?" Jiho asked, fear in her eyes, as she looked San in the eyes.

He simply shrugged, "nothing." He say back down, and draped the napkin on his lap, "now where's the food?"

"It's coming, right now..." And so, it did, and they sat and ate the food. San hated to admit it, but the food was quite good, he wouldn't mind returning, only if he were paid though.

While the two were enjoying their meal to the best of their ability, one waiter was watching them with questions filling his eyes, but when he was called for his next order, he pushed it away, just hoping they would leave soon.

Soon, that time came, and the pair were ready to leave. Wooyoung went back to them with Yeonjun by his side, as the two were cleaning up the table together. While keeping his head down, Wooyoung felt his side being nudged, looking back to see his best friend's curios gaze. He followed his lips as he whispered, "is that your 'ex'?" Wooyoung couldn't ignore the eye roll Yeonjun gave at that term, before he whispered a 'yes' back.

Looking up, Jiho's gaze was already fixated on him, while San was looking at the two unfazed. "Here," he shoved his black card at Wooyoung, as he hurriedly went to get the machine to get the money from San. When he returned he saw San wrap an arm around Jiho while eyeing Yeonjun with an unpleasant expression. "Could you leave my fiancé alone, please?"

Wooyoung noticed the scoff Yeonjun threw the other, as he turned away, and murmured 'bastard' under his breath and left. "I-I'm sorry about him," Wooyoung said, as he handed San the machine to input his pin, while laughing awkwardly. He stood there making eye contact with the wall behind them, as he rubbed the nape of his neck, simply waiting for them to over. Once San gave it back to him, he quickly said "thank you, sir," and watched how he simply nodded, and made his way to the door, Jiho trailing behind him slightly, just to tell him a quick 'thank you' before also leaving the diner alongside San. 

Once the both left Wooyoung's line of vision, he let out a breath he didn't notice he was holding, before he turned back, holding onto his chest in pain. A lot happened today that he'd like to never remember, but knowing him, it would be the only thing he's going to be thinking about tonight.

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a/n: howd you like this first uhm scene😃 anyways lol saur next chap will actually be wooyoung's point of view of how he felt after that conflict so get ready for that :)) but how'd u like the chapter, and i'm sorry if it wasn't to your standard i tried :)

oh and major thank you to my bestie who helped me write this and make it as good as i possibly could bc lord knows i would have butchered this👍 so yeah thank you arabella_valintino <33

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