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Love-shotting poison | Seungho x Sangwoo (modern au)

author's note!
For a Seungho x Sangwoo ship enthusiast,
sunxydo

I absolutely detest and loathe both Seungho and Sangwoo. I find them extremely disgusting and they absolutely are. I hate how they're written. I hate how they are as characters (which btw are flaming piece of dogshit that's even insulting for dogs that shit out dogshit.)

Which is why I'm writing an AU (alternate universe) where they are not dogshit!!!! A modern AU specifically. I'm not romanticizing their behaviors in their own manhwas. However, the "Sangwoo" and "Seungho" that I'm writing in this AU are not dogshit a like their original selves. I just want to remind everyone DO. NOT. FUCKING. ROMANTICIZE these two men. This is just a fanfic where I'm borrowing their names. Not their flaming garbage written characters.

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After breaking off a toxic relationship, Oh Sangwoo is back to square one—revisiting back his old hometown for a semester break—where he meets a familiar face; Yoon Seungho who hasn't changed one bit from his bittersweet memories of him. While, Seungho struggles to prove his change, the two men cannot help but be drawn closer together.

"If I had known you swung both ways, I would've fucked you so hard your bottom tears. When you were gone, that was my only regret."

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Yoonbum:
Sangwoo..? Please.. reply back
seen 11:07

Yoonbum:
Sangwoo, I'm outside of your house
right now. Can you please open the door?
seen 11:10

Yoonbum:
Sangwoo, please.
seen 11:10

Yoonbum:
Please talk to me.
seen 11:10

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Incoming call from Yoonbum..
accept decline
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A bright flash illuminated a haggard, handsome face. Though youthful, proven by how dewy the skin was, the young man had dark eye-bags so prominent to the extent they seemed to be carrying the baggage of the entire world. The man clicked the side of the phone's frame, then flipped the phone onto its screen on his lap and reclined back into his cushioned seat.

"Crazy fucker," the blond man whispered under his breath whilst squeezing his eyes shut. He propped his elbow onto the armrest of his seat and leaned his chin onto his palm. He was exerting so much force that his chin started to ache.

This young man went by the name of Oh Sangwoo, a university student majoring in coding, if it wasn't evident enough from the humongous laptop that was stuffed into a courier bag placed on the empty seat next to him. If he could, he probably would've brought with him his entire set-up, but this was merely supposed to be a leisure trip. Don't get him wrong. He didn't come here by his choice, but rather, upon his doctor's recommendation.

Due to health issues regarding his mental health, his doctor requested for the school to take one semester off for him, even though he was about to graduate. It was as though the doctor would've died because of a heart attack if Sangwoo refused, so long story short, Sangwoo was forced to go on a merry little trip. He snorted to himself. How is one excursion supposed to magically wipe away all his previous medical records? If only it were as easy as that, Sangwoo would've graduated along with his friends.. well, no, 'classmates,' he supposed.