When Kim Sunoo writes an explicit letter detailing how exactly he wants his dream alpha Park Sunghoon to fuck him, it's supposed to be a manifestation- or, at the very least, a healthy way to get his feelings of sexual frustrations out.
But then the...
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˙ . ꒷ 💌 . 𖦹˙—
-Park Sunghoon I want you to fuck me so fucking bad. I want your hips to be glued to my ass with how hard you rail me from behind, you gorgeous red blooded prime alpha. I want you to fuck a graduating class full of kids down my throat. I want you to shove your fist up my ass and turn me into a puppet. I want your fat cock so deep in my guts that the bulging leaking mushroom tip comes out of my fucking mouth as I scream your name. I want you so fucking bad, it drives me insane- .
Sunoo couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.
He was unusually quiet at breakfast, moving his eggs around on the plate as his friends talked around him.
“Why do you guys even pay rent if you’re always here?” Jungwon asked, judgemental gaze pointed right at Heeseung and Jake. The two alphas were trying to nudge the other away with their elbows, wanting to get the first batch of pancakes Jay was flipping at the stove.
“Good question.” Heeseung said and turned to Jake. “Hey, how much rent do you pay to live under that bridge?”
“That’s not what I asked-.” Jungwon sighed, but his words were drowned out by the familiar sound of Jake whining.
“Hyung, that’s so mean! We’re literally roommates! If I lived under a bridge, you’d be right beside me!”
“Jay hyung.” Jungwon said politely.
Jay hummed from where he was minding his business and flipping pancakes.
“Yes baby?”
“Shut them up for me.”
“Your wish is my command.” Jay said and reached over to grab a plucked strawberry from a nearby bowl. “Jakey, say ah!”
Jake, who seemed to have no autonomy of his own, obediently opened his mouth and allowed Jay to hand feed him the strawberry.
“Chew it real slow.” Jay instructed and then winked at Jungwon. “You’re welcome.”
“You are such a bitch.” Heeseung told Jake who was too busy chewing to be offended.
“Sunoo, are you okay?” Jungwon reached out to press a palm to his friend’s forehead.
Sunoo looked up blearily, feeling like the world around him was encased in jello. He had the lowest alcohol tolerance out of all of his friends and usually spent mornings after a party curled up in bed to fight off his hangover. But, Jay had stayed the night and had so kindly offered to make them all a hot breakfast and Sunoo hadn’t wanted to pass that up.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Sunoo tried for a weak smile. The sight of his friends looking at him with concern all over his features had him pausing. “Did…something happen last night?”
Jake, who had just finished chewing, brightened up. A formidable feat, given the fact that he was already the human personification of a cartoon sun with sunglasses on.
