Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction, I hope you all enjoy~
If you feel that a certain part was good or perhaps could have been done better, I would love to hear your opinions. Oh and just a fair warning.. I've written in drug use, sexual abuse and other mature content. I've also added a new MMV to the end of this chapter for your enjoyment.
Enjoy~
Your POV
There is just something about this neighborhood I rarely ever see people in this area, I guess this place scares the normals away. Which is understandable, it's run down and has a ugly reputation. Theres a story that went around when I was a kid about a family of 3 that lived in this area, both parents were murdered but their child survived.. I'm pretty sure they never actually found out who did it either, and yet here I am standing in a alley at 2am waiting for a drug dealer in the same area it happened. *shutters*
Although I take comfort in the fact that even though this place is dangerous you only have to worry about other criminals. Cops don't bother coming around here much and it's a simple reason really, there's not enough citizens and this place is a hive for criminals, and criminals don't call the cops because well.. their criminals they have no recourse. To be honest I'd rather take on crack head then jail time, and since I'm more likely to encounter that then a pig I carry a small knife on me always.
*pulls out phone*
2:15am.. this guy was was supposed to be here an hour ago. I only decided to buy off this guy named Sangwoo cause my friend recommended him and went on and on about how 'punctual' he is.. pfftt what a load of shit
"where is this little prat?" I'm gunna go dope sick soon" I hissed. Dope sickness is the worst feeling I have ever felt, it's like the worst fever you've ever had times a billion. You sweat like a pig, your muscles feel like you've run around the world and back and during that whole time you feel like your gunna vomit and shit yourself. One thing that has always bugged me is People say junkies are worthless, that we put this on ourselves but hell it's not like I woke up one day and thought 'hey let's get a life crippling addiction and depend on a needle and brown powder for happiness'
No.
That's not how this works. I started doing Heroin after my so called friend locked me in a basement and raped me while his friends watched and took turns, I screamed for help, but no one came.. theres no describing how dirty I felt afterwards and I only ever confided in my best friend, her name is Heroin.I'm hooked.
"Hey, (y/n)" a husky voice said. I gasped and instinctively grabbed my knife out of my pocket but before I could do anything he smiled at me with eyebrows raised "you planning on stabbing me (y/n)?"
'Shit' I thought to myself 'I just pulled a knife out on my dealer.'
"I-I'm so sorry! You snuck up on me.. you shouldn't do that in this area it's dangerous.. your Sangwoo right?" I asked putting the knife back in my pocket, he half laughed and scoffed at me as if it was out of the question something would happen to him in this kind of area, cocky bastard. I tried to get a better look at his face that was being obscured by the dark and it didn't help that he had his black hood up. The only thing I could really tell is that this guy was much bigger then me and stronger and.. has a very attractive voice..
He smiled down at me for trying to get a peak at his face "Here is this better?" He said through his grin pulling his hood off. Damn Sangwoo is crazy attractive, his two tone dirty blonde cut with dark emerald eyes with dark black circles underneath were to die for, I felt red dust my cheeks.
"Y-yes thank you, it's more comfortable this way, you've brought the gram we agreed on right? I have 120 on me like we talked about on the phone" I stuttered, why am I stuttering? I'm so nervous.. I've done these kind of deals plenty of times but this one felt different somehow.. maybe it's just because I've never seen dealer who didn't look like like a dirty hell's angel or a rat who crawled out of the sewer.
"Yeah and be careful this bag isn't cut so it's strong. I bet you won't want to buy off anyone else after getting it from me" he said through a playful grin.
"We'll see about that, I have your cash right here" I said while pulling out my wallet "but I wanna see the bag first.." I've been burned too many times by shitty dealers I wasn't about to have this guy do it.
"Right here hun" he grinned pulling out a small plastic baggie with black spades all over it and of course that sweet caramel flavored Heroin, nothing beats the taste and euphoria of smoking Heroin off of tinfoil.
I felt the red in my cheeks deepen after hearing him call me hun, he noticed though and again shot me with another one of his playful smiles with his eyebrows raised.
"Looks good, here's your cash" I said while taking out the money with my right hand, about to pass it to him he suddenly pushes me into the wall causing me to drop my money. Lust and hunger filled his eyes, his face just inches away from mine. At this point I'm positive that my face is the color of a tomato, he looked like he was enjoying himself and if I'm being honest I was kinda into it too. He moves his lips close to my ear, lips and warm breath brush my ears while he softly whispers..
"Im sorry (y/n) but I need you" my whole body was in shock, unable to comprehend what this man had just said, cheeks still red as roses he moves he lips along my jaw line towards my lips, eyes locked on mine taking in my expressions, the playful look he wore all to well never leaving his face. Our lips met, at first it was soft, then he demanded entrance with his tongue, moving his hands down my lower back pulling my hips into his, hes too good I felt myself get wetter as he bit my lip, then he bit down HARD. I felt my lip open up while the taste of blood filled my mouth "Mmphm!!" I tried to protest my eyes shot open, seeing the crazed look in Sangwoo's eyes terrified me, his hands quickly released my hips while my hand shot into my pocket for my knife I was only able to get one deep cut on his forearm before..
BANG
Hot waves of pain came over me, what the fuck just happened to me? Wasn't I just in that alley way? My mind was foggy.. the last thing I could feel is being dragged on the cold wet ground and thrown into.. a car?
*passed out*
Sangwoo's POV
"Stupid junkie.. your too easy" I scoffed 'if I had not taken advantage of her this would have been boring' I thought to myself, slightly satisfied with our kiss, it wasn't enough though, I want more. Looking down at her hourglass figured body, her (h/l) (h/c) plastered to her face with fresh blood from the injury I induced, she's looks so peaceful.. were gunna have to change that.
Tossing away the bloody pipe I had used to knock her out in the nearest garbage can, I rub my shoulder looking over at her unmoving body, time to go home.
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Sangwoo x Reader ♡
FanfictionMost people don't know their going to feel from one moment to the next. But a dope fiend has a pretty good idea, just gotta score that next hit. (y/n) taken hostage by Sangwoo and this only makes that consept apply so much more in such a cruel manor...