sangwoo x obama

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Sangwoo was beating the absolute shit out of Yoonbum because he missed his mom. That little roach had no purpose to breathe and Sangwoo was quite surprised that he kept it alive so long. But he knew he was going to bash its head in because of the living god standing in front of him.

Obama (im sorry i don't know his last name) was a fine ass lad. So fucking fine that Sangwoo was going to shoot himself in the head for a moment of his grace. Obama had a wife though (that bitch who gave us bad school lunch) so he'd have to take care of her before he could do anything else.

That's why he was telling Yoonbum that he was a fat roach before locking him in the basement because that's what couples do.

That's right, fuckheads. Sangwoo was going to the White House.

He had already booked a ticket for himself and hoped by the time he got back Yoonbum would've starved to death in the fucking basement so he wouldn't have to tolerate his stupid ass ever again. Obama would be moving to Korea and becoming a K-Pop idol whether he liked it or not.

Boarding the plane, Sangwoo almost beat two babies to death for existing and then proceeded to get to his seat, staring out the window. Some thot who really wanted to meet Sangwoo's mom kept on flirting with him and he almost grabbed her by the hair and slammed her shit because she deserved to suffocate above the clouds or go SPLAT on the fucking ground like the bug she was.

The trip to America was super fucking annoying because the flight attendants only gave him a bag of pretzels which fucking slapped but then they never came back. That was a sin and Sangwoo contemplated crashing the plane, but Obama's sweet asscheeks came into view. 'No murdering people. If I murder someone, Obama won't luv me.' Sangwoo thought.

Obama was going to love him whether obama like it or not.