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

Desperately Needing // School And A Son

Y/n had been constantly checking her phone through her lecture. Nothing. Not a damn thing. Giving up, she drags her fingers through her hair and sends her fingers in a flurry across her screen, desperately needing an update.

How are things going?

Y/n loves Sangwoo. She loves him more than she ever should. But whether she should trust him is completely different, especially after the note from that stranger at the beach. But, she wants to trust him. He was always good to her when they were younger, who is she to say he changed. Y/n had a lecture, a meeting with the publishing company, and lunch with her landlord. It would have been stupid for her not to take opportunity.

The ding of her phone pulls her away from a sink hole of thoughts.

Good, I  should  have updated you, I'll be more responsible next time

JoJo is hilarious thank you so much for letting me get to know him

He has your smile

Y/n gushes. She puts a hand over her mouth before smiling brightly. Sangwoo had sent pictures of him and his son. The little boy was riding on top of his shoulders, his smile so wide his eyes were stuck shut. The next was one of JoJo playing with Sangwoo's dyed hair and another was of the two of them eating massive boxes of barbecue chicken. The last one stole her heart. It's a picture of JoJo curled up and asleep on his father.

Y/n had absolutely nothing to worry about.

God, Sangwoo

Thank you so much, I'm so happy that you wanted to get to know him

He already loves you

I love him too

He is my son, after all

Will you allow me to continue to be in his life?

Y/n responds with no hesitation. The answer had always been the same from the start.

Yes.

Sangwoo smiles and strokes JoJo's soft hair. The child is seven, but he is small like a four or five year old. He must exploit it all the time because it's hard for people not to give him want he wants when he is so small and so adorable. Sangwoo studies the ceiling as he thinks back to his own childhood. He had been a slow grower too.

One day in the summer, they were projecting a movie onto a big sheet in a park. Although it was horror and rated R, Y/n's sister insisted they went and in the end, all three underaged children snuck their way into the park. The night was cold and Y/n was frightened. At first she was only holding hands with Sangwoo, but by the end of the night she was sitting on his lap with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. His dick is sore just thinking about it.

Sangwoo's mind bounces out of his memories and his sexual urges disappear as his son shifts. Carefully, he lifts the boy off of him and places him on the soft couch and under a plush blanket.

You should come over and snuggle with us

Your son misses you

Where are you?

Home. Same place as always

Oh! Is your mom there? I'd love to say hi

No.

Oh did she move out? She didn't seem to leave the house much when I was there

My parents are dead

I already know what you're going to say, it's fine

I should've been there for you, I'm sorry

You don't have to apologize, it was impossible for you to have been here. You had school and a son. I'm happy you weren't here when it happened. It's better that way.

I'm coming over.