Stalking You Softly

Chapter Seven

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Ship: Sangwoo/Yoonbum

Warning: Age-Gap

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    Stalking You Softly

    Chapter Seven

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After the whole strangling fiasco, Bum can kept her distance from Sangwoo as much as she could. She would flinch violently if even Sangwoo even made the motion of touching her. She ate very little, filling Sangwoo's fridge with leftovers. She barely slept, and when she did she was plagued with nightmares. And every time she looked at Sangwoo, there was intense fear in her large grey eyes. That hurt Sangwoo most of all. 

Bum was losing sleep, weight, and most importantly happiness over what Sangwoo did. She turned away nearly all of Sangwoo's gifts- though occasionally she read a book or two- and spent most of the time blankly staring off into the distance or at the ground, off in her own little world.

"Haircut." Sangwoo suddenly announced, breaking the silence of the kitchen and drawing Bum's gaze up from her book. "You're getting a haircut." She repeated, standing up from her chair and crossing over to Bum's side. Bum tensed and stopped breathing as Sangwoo lifted her hand to her face, but all she did was tuck some hair behind her ear and pushed Bum's bangs back. "Your bangs are getting too long. They're getting in your eyes. Don't you want to see?" She took her hands away, and Bum's bangs flopped back down. "I'm not gonna cut off all your hair. Just trim your bangs. I think long hair looks good on you. We can braid each other's hair, as if we were kids!" Sangwoo offered her a friendly smile. Bum did not return that smile. "I think you'd look great with pigtails. It makes you look so sweet and innocent. Yeah, those beautiful big grey eyes of yours and pale skin and pigtails will make you look like a perfect little doll!!" Sangwoo lightly played with a strand of Bum's hair, feeling how silky and soft it was. Bum sat deathly still, eyes trained on the ground, letting Sangwoo fondle her hair. "So pretty..." She cooed. Sangwoo lifted Bum's chin gently, making her look into her eyes.

"Wouldn't you like that, sweetheart?" Sangwoo asked smoothly. Bum knew there was only one correct answer. She nodded slowly, and Sangwoo's smile brightened. "Great!" She wrapped Bum in a hug, nearly smothering her in her breasts. Bum couldn't help but blush as her cheek was pressed against her cleavage. She hated to say it, but she was still physically attracted to Sangwoo. Anyone could see how beautiful she was. If she was a normal person, Bum would probably have a crush on her. But she wasn't. Sangwoo was a psychopathic monster. She was crazy. So Bum couldn't love her. Simple as that.

"Sangwoo...?" Bum said softly, voice a little hoarse from not using it in a while.

"Yes, my dearest?" Sangwoo replied, letting go and allowed Bum to breathe.

"Are you going to.. take me outside? To a salon?" Bum asked, a trace of hope in her voice.

"Don't be silly! I'm great at styling hair! Fun fact: My beautiful blonde hair? I do it myself. Everyone asks me 'Oh, Sangwoo, your hair's so nice! What salon do you go to?' I reply 'A girl has her secrets'. They probably wouldn't believe me if I said I dye and cut my hair myself! I mean, look at me Bum. Would you have guess that I don't go to a salon?" Sangwoo said excitedly. "Well?"