San was still very obviously stuck in whatever trance that he entered earlier, his eyes were still black with lust and he was panting just like back at the club.The latter ran a hand through Wooyoung's hair, the younger seemed to be unresponsive and just looked up at San with glazed over eyes and a whimper, he looked like he was somewhere else mentally.
And San fucking loved it.
" Rest well angel. "
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" Wooyoung? "
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" Wooyoung..... "
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" WOOYOUNG!! "
" Huh???! What?!!??! " The said Wooyoung jolted, turning to look at the owner of the voice.
Yeonjun and Felix stood by the entrance to Changbin and Wooyoung's cubicle. Wooyoung's eyes were glued to one of his computer screens as he was writing down theories and possible clues about Skylar.
He hadn't even noticed them by the entrance.
He quickly minimized the window he currently had open so that Yeonjun and Felix wouldn't notice what Wooyoung was doing.
" You're squirming around alot on your chair, the noise of your ass rubbing against the material is annoying, can you PLEASE quit rubbing? "
Yeonjun asked with a chuckle but a groan, Felix nodding in agreement to Yeonjun's half complaint half request.Ah yes..
Wooyoung wasn't surprised that they could hear his movements considering that their cubicle space was the one right beside Wooyoung and Changbin's it was closest to Wooyoung's desk of the two. So meaning if you would remove the cubicle fences separating their rooms then there was approximately about 2-5 metres between him and the two complaining. So them hearing the noises in the dead-silent office (Saturdays in the office are usually quiet because that's when they need the most officers out on patrol and on duty, there's probably only Wooyoung, Felix, Yeonjun and 2 more officers back in the cubicles, the rest are out and making sure everyone in public behaves and responding to calls etc.) is basically inevitable.
Why was he rubbing his ass though?
Because it felt like it actually was on fire right now.
It was the day after the club, so November 14th, a Saturday, and Wooyoung was sore as fuck.
He had hickeys . ALL . OVER . his body.And when I say ALL . OVER .
I MEAN
ALL . OVER.On his chest, arms, legs, thighs, inner thighs, back,
and of course his neck.So he had to cover it up with concealer, so that he wouldn't get any attention, but just like last time; somebody had to notice.. because when Wooyoung was eating noodles in the kitchen (still in the station) Yeosang HAD to point it out to everyone there.
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DEPUTY - woosan
Fanfiction[Slow Updates!] Started: 04/06/23 Completed: - " " Prove your words " San whispered, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek as his mouth met the handgun's muzzle. His face was so close that Wooyoung could smell the Marijuana reeking from hi...