I Love You, Always ((Sangwoo x Reader FanFic))

Wraps The Girl Up In // The Perfect Birthday Present

About five minutes have passed since they've entered the closet, leaving the pair around two minutes to wrap things up. Much like she would do to her son, Y/n holds the sobbing Sangwoo gently against her, encouraging him to let it all out. Out of habit, she strokes his back in a soothing up and down motion. Eventually, the tears stop and turn into light raspy heaving.

Delicately, Y/n lifts up his chin and gives him the faintest of kisses. Her soft lips barely lingering against his long enough for him to register that they were ever there. Her (e/c) eyes reopen slowly with a newly found feeling of resolve. "I'm sorry to drop so much on you, especially here. I just didn't know when I'd get the chance again."

After a deep breath, his voice steadies enough to speak. "Can I meet my kid?" His fingers are clutching tightly to the edges of her clothes, wrists resting on the edge of her hips. His chest tightens as he awaits rejection. Was it unfair of him to suddenly want to be a part of their life?

"Of course," the young mother breathes in relief. "Of course you can. He's always wanted to meet his Dad. You'll love JoJo, he looks just like you." Sangwoo wraps the girl up in his arms and squeezes her tightly, causing her to yelp at the pressure.

"Thank you, Y/n. For everything."

The closet door flies open and light floods into the small area, blinding Y/n momentarily. A red faced Ji Eun stands in the door. It's difficult to tell whether she was blushing out of rage or embarrassment. "Time is up." Her words come out low and choppy. Y/n quickly takes the hint and slides off of Sangwoo's lap, a little flushed at being found in the position. At first, Sangwoo grips her more tightly as she tries to abandon him, but he remembers his job and lets his little bird go.

As Y/n walks past Ji Eun, the pampered girl whispers something under her breath. "Slut." Although slightly offended, Y/n wouldn't let that bring her down. Not only had she kissed Sangwoo, but he wants to meet JoJo. A fluttery feeling fills her up inside and a happy grin took over her features.

Unfortunately, that smile fell once she laid eyes on Bum. "Are you okay?" She asks as she gets a better look at him. Ever since his turn in the closet with the slightly overweight man, Bum has been a little pale. She never got a chance to really check on him as she was pushed into the closet right after him. His slim fingers grip his knees tightly as he forces a small smile onto his face.

"I- I'm fine. I just have a headache from all the alcohol." The lie is so obvious, Y/n has to stop herself from calling him out. He is shivering. Rather, he is shaking. He is not okay. Something must have happened.

"Alright then," Y/n gives in. "I was thinking of asking Sangwoo to drive me home. Would it be too much trouble for you to walk me in, Oppa?" She places her hand over his own and he finally faces her fully. The tiniest of flushes dance across his cold skin as he stares at her with hesitance and curiosity.

Energetically, she tilts her head to one side and smiles brightly. Her eyes sparkle and Bum has to steal his breath back. She is mesmerizing. She is mesmerizing and asking him out on a date. Who cares if he had almost been raped in the closet, things are finally turning around for him. "Of course," he whispers.

Of course. This must have been why Ssngwoo was always texting this beauty of a whore. Sangwoo was planning on gifting Y/n to Bum. Maybe he would even strip her naked and use bright red ribbon as bondage. Not only would it be from Sangwoo, but it would be the cunt of someone as gorgeous and as two-faced as Y/n.

It's the perfect birthday present.