The scoff is out of your mouth before you can help it. "Look who finally decided to come home."
Sunwoo gives you a sheepish expression - which you'd normally find endearing - and your irritation level rises. "I'm sorry."
"You're sorry? That's it? Sunwoo, I've been waiting for three hours. Our reservation got canceled."
He drops his gym bag on the ground next to the couch you're currently sitting on and sinks down next to you. When he puts his head in his hands and sighs, you try to release some of your irritation. This sort of thing happens. It's not his fault.
"They held us over today to make sure we're prepared for the showcase. I tried to get out of it, but they wouldn't let me."
"They're a bunch of assholes," you unfairly explode. You can't help it, though. You've had these reservations made for months. It was nearly impossible to get them in the first place.
Sunwoo looks at you in surprise and then the corners of his lips quirk up. You can tell your outburst is amusing to him, which is just getting you more riled up.
"I'm serious. They couldn't just let you have one freaking evening? I know the showcase is important, but it's just a few hours."
Sunwoo scoots closer to you on the couch. His thigh presses up against yours, but you barely notice until he tucks his hands underneath you and scoops you up into his lap. You look at him in surprise, torn between irritation towards his company and wanting to kiss him since you haven't seen him yet today.
He smiles dopily at you. "You're so fucking hot when you're mad."
Your eyes widen and you sputter out a few stunned sounds. He enjoys the way you're gaping at him and begins to rub his hand up and down your thigh. When words still fail to escape you, he leans in and lightly begins pressing kisses onto your neck.
"Sunwoo," you clear your throat. "I'm not entirely sure that's healthy."
He chuckles against your skin, and the vibrations have you leaning your head back so he can have better access.
"I don't care. It's true. You're sexy, and I've missed you."
"Oh really?" You breathlessly reply.
He hums against your neck, letting his tongue and lips show their expertise on your skin. "Let me show you how much I've missed you…"
"Well, I'm certainly not going to stop you," you murmur, eyes threatening to roll into the back of your head.
"I've got to make up for missing our reservation too, so you should plan on this being a long night, babe."
Pulling away, you get up on one knee, and throw your other leg over his lap so you're straddling him instead. You grab his head with your hands and pull his face toward you.
"Shut up already," you mumble just before Sunwoo's lips collide with yours.
He licks the seam of your lips and you immediately open your mouth and let him in. His tongue does wonders and always makes you completely weak for him, which you thoroughly love.
Suddenly, the reservation is so far from your mind, it might as well be a dream you had months ago. All you care about is Suwnoo and the amazing night you know you're about to have.
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The Boyz Anthology
FanfictionA collection of short stories and drabbles that were requested on my Tumblr page.