sin - woosan

f o r t y

flashback.

Memories of last night flashed through his mind and Wooyoung didn't notice the small smile stretching on his face as his mind fogs up with images of San. Every curve and detail engrained into his mind on loop, the way his lips feel on the soft flesh of his neck, the feeling of his fingers curled deep inside him, and the way his eyes never missed a second of the pleasure flashing through Wooyoung's face. Full attention was directed towards Wooyoung and he felt himself squirm in his chair as he continued to think about it.

His fantasies were cut short as Seyoung slammed the towel on the counter next to him. "Okay, loverboy, it's time to get out of your daydreams. You got work to do," she said waving the other towel occupying her hand in front of him.

He groaned but got up anyways, "I just can't stop thinking about it, Youngie."

"What? Your ex's husband?" She scoffed.

"Don't say it like that..." his voice was small.

"Like what? The truth? Wooyoung what you're doing is very wrong. Messing with your ex's husband. It's almost like you're revenging your ex or something, but I know you're not since you still love her. Then what's happening? What's making this so difficult for you? If you're choosing to go against your morals for him, what is it? Have you been dickmatized? Is the dick really that good, Wooyoung?"

"Okay stop," Wooyoung pleaded. "I... I don't know, Seyoung, I guess it's because no one's ever paid mind to my pleasure solely like he has, and I just..."

Seyoung looked at him flat in the face. "You've got to be joking me. You're a man. You always seek for your own pleasure in bed, don't get me started."

"Not like that... But ever since we started, I've seen myself with women less, well except Jiho, but you know what I mean..."

"No, I do not. If that's really the reason then you would be able to find hundreds of guys waiting in lines to fuck you. You'd be able to find at least one guy that'll pay mind to your pleasures, but your ex's husba—?"

"Okaaaaay, I got it, stop saying that."

"Ex's husband. Ex's husband. Ex's husband."

Wooyoung ran away from Seyoung and went to the men's room after he noticed her chase him around with those words. Once he closed the door, Seyoung sighed, "what have you gotten yourself into, Wooie."

Behind the door, Wooyoung tugged at his head, he couldn't shake off the idea of San being all over him, but Seyoung's words rung louder. Revenging Jiho. Ex's husband. Dick. He shook his head, he didn't want to think about the last one. Instead he pulled out his phone, immediately searching for the older's number, before typing.

Mom:
hi, can i come see you later?

Dad:
hi angel, yea ofc u can
i'll be in my main house tho, so let's be quick ;)

Wooyoung gulped at the insinuation, his insides on fire, but he had to shake off the thought.

Mom:
i'll see you then

Wooyoung was so nervous about this yet he didn't know why. He just carried on his day until he'd have to go see San. The older did kindly send him the location while the other was busy working, so when his shift ended, he took his car keys and drove off towards his destination.