"Just shut up and suck my dick already"
"If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off"
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When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to...
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Wooyoung releases an exasperated puff of air as he turns on his back, staring up at his phone as well as the several texts he sent. The word 'delivered' stares back at him dauntingly.
"Why isn't he opening up the texts?" He mutters to himself. He turns once again, this time on his stomach, thumb nail caught between his teeth. His legs tangled in his bed sheets.
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San
Wooyoung: Hey Hi HIII Hii Im bored 😭😭 Wanna meet in the bathroom ? SANN HELLO? ARE YOU IGNORING ME ???
San: What?
Wooyoung: ZDJZKAYZTBWFINALLY !!
San: Do you need something? You keep blowing up my notifs
Wooyoung: ?? Tf What's with the sudden cold shoulder?
San: 🤨
Wooyoung: Don't tell me you're actually doing what my mom said Dude she has no say in what we do Like who the hell does she think she is
San: I've gotta go If you keep blowing up my phone I might end up block ur number
Wooyoung: Dude seriously? Wtf? I wish I could strangle you right now Stop playing around
Tell me you're kidding (Message not sent)
You actually blocked me??? (Message not sent)
Asshole (Message not sent)
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Wooyoung tosses his phone to the side and presses his face to his pillow, a small pout evident on his lips. He stayed that way until sleep slowly consumed him.
He woke up sometime in the evening. He slowly sat up on his bed, a disoriented look on his face as he looked around him and the window. The tangy orange of the sun setting illuminated the, otherwise dark, room.
"What time is it?" He mumbles to himself sleepily while searching for his phone in his sheets. He finally finds it. 6:58pm it read.
Did I really sleep through the whole day? Even after all the sleeping he still felt so.. tired. He falls back on the bed in a grunt and took a deep inhale as he studied the ceiling of his room. Slowly his eyes began drooping close again, his mind ready to return to the peaceful state it was at a few minutes before.
That's when a loud knock sounds on his door startling him awake again. "Wooyoung, dinner time" He hears his mom call out to him through the door followed by the fading of her footsteps down the hall.
