"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your trachea out right now" Wooyoung growls in his ear, his voice laced with venom and malice.
San laughs darkly as he tries moving under Wooyoung's tight grip, the latter further tightening his hold on S...
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San grunts in annoyance as Wooyoung drags him by the wrist back to his room. San at first struggles by attempting to pull his arm but soon gives up when he realized the vampire's grip wasn't loosening in the slightest.
He releases an exasperated sigh. "Damn it, what else do you want from me?" He asks, his tone relaying signs of defeat. Instead of struggling with Wooyoung he now follows begrudgingly. Wooyoung still holds his wrist tightly regardless.
"You're my personal maid now, sunshine. That means you have to follow me everywhere and do as I command" Wooyoung responds smugly as they make their way up a flight of dimly lit stairs.
San bites his inner cheek but follows. He knew no matter what he says Wooyoung wouldn't let him go. The vampire's stubborn, that's for certain... San mentally noted. He'd just finished his dinner and he hoped Wooyoung would finally let him go after having locked him up all day and making him clean an entire bathroom with nothing but a toothbrush and some water.
San was sure Wooyoung had punished him for some odd reason. What kind of sane person makes someone wash a fairly large sizable bathroom with a toothbrush?
They arrive at Wooyoung's bedroom door after a bit of walking. The dark haired male throws the door open then drags San inside like a rag doll. He shuts the door behind them then locks them in, slipping the rope attached to the key over his head and on his neck.
Due to the force of Wooyoung's pulling, San loses his footing and falls on the carpeted floor with a grunt. "Seriously?" He stares from his spot in the floor, appalled, at Wooyoung aggressive behavior.
Wooyoung simply walks by him dismissively. He goes and shuts the curtains on the window then he begins pulling off his shirt with no warning whatsoever.
San quickly averts his eyes and keeps himself busy by pulling himself up to his feet. He'd seen Wooyoung shirtless before and at the time he was unbothered by it. He didnt understand why he was getting flustered now.
Wooyoung turns towards his walk in closet then disappears inside the room. "So what exactly is the plan?" San calls out, his arms crossed on his chest.
"It's past 9, which means you sleep" Wooyoung's voice echoes from the closet. Soon after he walks back out all changed in a loose fitting shirt and shorts.
San's eyes immediately goes to the vampire's exposed thighs. They were thick and toned to perfection. He had to shift his gaze away before Wooyoung caught him staring.
"Can I get my own room then?" He sighs. But the dark haired male had already made himself comfortable on his bed. He layed on his back, staring at San with an amused smile, his arms behind his head and legs crossed.
"Nope. You sleep with me" He pats the empty spot beside him. San recoiled at the thought of sleeping in the same bed as a vampire. He couldn't help the laugh that erupts form his throat. "You're joking"
