"HOW COULD YOU FORGET OUR ANNIVERSARY????"
"IT'S THE DAMN EX-PRESIDENT BABE! WE HAVE SO MUCH POTENTIAL IN OUR HANDS!!"
"OUR? HE ASKED YOU ON A DATE"
that morning, an argument could be heard from the "YoonWoo" household, after coming back from the mall, Sangwoo just HAD to tell his boyfriend about his encounter with Obama-san (uwu), but apparently Bum just wasn't as thrilled as the taller man.
"Fine. You know what. I don't care what you think, I'm a grown man and I can do whatever I want. Good. Bye."
And with that Sangwoo stormed off, leaving the raven haired boy dumbfounded and alone.
∆time skip∆
After a few minutes of walking, Sangwoo was at the address Obama-san had given him previously.
Past the gate a huge door stood tall, it looked like it was made of some sort of expensive, dark wood;
as the golden handle shone in the blinding sunlight, Sangwoo was trying to get himself together, although the thoughts racing in his head had come to a stop when the same tall figure from that morning opened the door and welcomed him inside.
"Oh my, you actually came! How sweet of you, come on in!"
As Sangwoo passed the entrance and came into the dining room, he spotted a short, chubby looking silhouette
"sup kid" they spoke
"I hope you don't mind, I invited a friend as well, he wanted to know you"
"N-not at all Obama-san ('⊙ω⊙')！"
"nice to meet ya kiddo, name's Sans"
"Sans? Like- Sans Undertale©???"
"yup, bucko"
"So many of my idols at once, I can't handle this æáâügh-" he exclaimed as he faited
~~To be continued~~
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💘Sangwoo x Obama🌹
Fanfiction⚠️ WARNING AESTHETIC ⚠️ 🍑Sangwoo is a young man trying to pursue his dream of becoming a builder; while living with his boyfriend, who suffers from a crippling ash addiction (not a metaphor,, like literal ash). 👑Obama is a rich dilf looking for a...
