Lust | Wonwoo

At the Dinner Table

⚠️ rough smut play, aggressive dirty talk.

"Thank you for bringing me here," I smiled softly at Wonwoo. He just winked at me as he typed away on his phone, he was doing that quite a lot in the last thirty minutes. But I wasn't trying to think anything of it, I sipped at my drink as we awaited for our food. But I couldn't help but think what's gotten him so caught up into his phone?

The atmosphere was tense, obviously they had previous episodes of the show airing on flat screens spread out across the restaurant. ( I don't know if they actually do ) .... You can hear Gordon Ramsey yelling all throughout the room, it was kind of fun to watch. I was enjoying it, but it seems some wasn't, I heard a couple behind me complaining about the volume.

It was undeniably beautiful inside, with the white drapes, the blue and red lights separated each side as if we were in an actual episode. I was afraid to immediately drink all of tea, not wanting to know how much it costed me to just sit here. I started to feel uncomfortable, I glance back at Woo who was still on his phone. Rubbing his chin as if he was thinking about something.

I couldn't understand how we were just flirting and mentioning sex not too long ago, now we're just sitting here in complete silence. Listening to other conversations around the building, including the chefs yelling at it each other every so often. Which was also exciting, I'm not sure if they were just filling the vibe of an actual Hell's Kitchen, or they were actually just annoyed with their employees. Who knows.

"Sorry about your wait," Our waiter said bringing our food to us. "You're fine hun," I replied shyly at him. "I'll bring you refills." He finished before walking off. I sigh and look down at my food, it was too beautiful to destroy. My salmon was glistening, it looked so delicious.

I hate being on my phone while on a date, but I pulled mine out and snapped a picture of my dinner. "Am I boring you Mr. Wonwoo?" I asked, as I began to dig into my delicious looking food. Finally, he looked up from his device shoving it away into his pocket. "Surely, you didn't ask me on this very expensive date may I add, just to solely ignore my presence. What a good start to our relationship right?" I finished, biting down on my fork then pull it out of my mouth. My taste buds taking in all flavors.

"I'm sorry."

I just rolled my eyes. He asks me out, pays for my dress and dinner, but then ignores me the whole time? What is this heifer playing at? "I've been hearing that from you a lot lately, and seems to get us no where. How long are you gonna keep this up? How long am I going to continuously forgive you, until you've realize you keep fucking up? Huh? I feel as if this isn't as important to you as it is for me."

I just don't know what to do anymore. We were all lovey dovey before walking in, how did it come to this? What did I do or say to put us in this predicament? All he did was sigh at my words, rubbing the back of his neck as if he was stressed out. I sure was!

"This is important to me, you are important to me. I'm sorry I was on my phone, okay. There's something I had to deal with and I know that's just an excuse. But I promise to make it up to you. We're going to have a good night." He promised me and I just bit my bottom lip, not giving him a glance. I'm already done with this whole evening, I just want to go back to the cabin, take my dress off and watch Grey's Anatomy.

"Jamie." He whispered, I sip on my tea as I looked at him. "I'm sorry."

"Well, I'm ready to go. So whenever you've finished eating we can go."