Optional | Sunsun Fanfiction

Option 1

“Hey Kim Sunoo! You little rascal! Get your ass down here!”

Sunoo grabs his hair and whines. He covered himself with blanket and tried to sleep again.

“Hey! Get out in there right now!” his mom’s voice continued to get loud and started banging the door.

“Fine! Fine! I’m awake!” Sunoo get off from his bed with his mad face and open the door. “What now?” he frowns at his mother.

“You little!”

“Ah! Ah! That hurts! Mom! Why!?” he shouts and run downstairs as his mom started beating him with slippers. “Ah mom! It’s early in the morning— oh fuck! Who are you?”

His mom quickly hit the back of his head after she heard him cursed. “I should ask you that, who is this? Again!?”

Kim Sunoo with his nightwear, messy hair, and probably messy thoughts, started thinking who is this girl in summer dress sitting on their sofa. She’s looking at him in hopeful eyes and Sunoo’s almost frowning while looking at her.

“W-who are you, Ms.?” He politely asks.

“I-I’m—”

His mother suddenly started speaking, “She said she’s pregnant and you are the father! You crazy asshole!”

“HUH!?”

Sunoo’s eyes widen, mouth gaped by what he just heard. “What the hell!?” he reacted again.

“Remember when we went to Paju, we did something—”

“Paju!?” Sunoo yelled. “Hey, Ms. I never went to Paju,” he cut him off. “And one thing, I’m gay. I don’t fuck girls—”

“Stop lying!” his mom hit the back of his head again. “Last week, a woman went here looking for you asking for help to get back with her boyfriend!”

“Argh mom!” Sunoo whines in annoyance and face the woman again. “When was that? When did we go to Paju?”

“That was two months ago,” she answered.

“What are you talking about, I was at Ansan last two months,” he reasoned. “If you complained that we had sex in Ansan, I would probably accept you— oh! Wait a minute! Paju? The resort in Paju called Timeless?”

“Right! Right! You remember now?” the woman shows excitement.

Sunoo exhales and went closer to her. He holds her hand, “I’m sorry, I know I’m pretty handsome and it’s really nice to have this face in the next generation… but it wasn’t me. Yeng Jungwon that son of bullshit, used my name again,” he smiles. “I’ll give you his contacts, so you can call him, okay?”

At the end of everything, Sunoo finally had a cup of coffee once the woman went out of their house. “Argh, really Yang Jungwon,” he scoffs.

“So, Yang Jungwon was the father?” his mom asks.

“No. Jungwon has a friend name Sunwoo, and people often get confused with our names,” he answered. “Sighs, he always gave me so many headaches.”

“You’ll duty at Happy Pill tonight, you get that? You’ll really kill me, Sunoo,” his mom stated and walks away.

“I love you, mom! At least you have me, right?” Sunoo shouted a bit.

“Ah! Get lost!” his mom yelled from the living room that made Sunoo laughs.

“Argh, my head hurts,” he complains and looks at Instagram account. He started laughing while playing Jungwon’s story about their last night’s bar hopping. “Whoa! Jungwon is sick!” he laughs out loud.