"Gag, it smells like serious bleach in here, Sang. Did you have to use the whole bottle?" You asked as you sat on the staircase.

"Well it's about to smell like varnish. Please, Gi-ae, if you're going to sit there, at least wear a mask. These are bad chemicals and I'd hate to see you get sick because of it." Sangwoo just finished getting rid of the blood stains.

"I just love the sight of you in a hoodie, sandals and shorts. It really says, 'what season is it? I don't know and I don't care!'" You giggled

"Hey!" He shouted as he looked up at you playfully. Instead of getting a clear view of you however, he saw Bum standing there, dejected. Sangwoo was really starting to feel bad about what had transpired. He really did like Bum. He was just so obsessed with you right now. And he was still angry at him. He hadn't apologized at all.

"Phew..." Sangwoo stood up and pulled his mask down, glaring at Bum. "Don't fucking pull anything like that again. My arms and legs are tired because of you..."

Bum looked at him, but continued to stay silent.

"No answer? Are you deaf? Want me to get you some hearing aids?" Sangwoo was working himself up. Why couldn't this punk apolo--

"I'm sorry..." Bum said sincerely. He truly was sorry that he had caused such a mess. He wanted things to go back to the way their were. He was tired of the tension.

With a tired voice, Sangwoo came up with a response.

"It feels like I haven't heard your voice in a while. Why don't you say it with a little more confidence? You have a pretty nice voice, you know."

Bum blushed. He hadn't heard such kind words in weeks. It melted his heart a little bit to hear such a handsome man compliment him.

Sangwoo picked up the empty bottles of varnish and bleach.

"This is hardly enough..." He tossed them into a trash can. "I'll be back soon."

"Can I come, Sang?"

"Yes, love. Put your shoes on and we'll go."

"Yay! See ya Bum! Hope that sorry was for me too! Because you stabbed me, remember?" You smiled sweetly at him and ran to put your shoes on. Of course he didn't really remember, but he knew it happened. And the apology had also been to you, but he felt like giving it to Sangwoo was the best option. No matter how cute you were, or how turned on it made him listening to Sangwoo fuck you, he just wasn't interested in girls.

As you pulled your shoes on, you noticed Sangwoo sit next to you in his funny looking outfit. As he was about to reach for his shoes, you swung your leg over him and sat on his lap.

"Come on, Gi-ae. I just want to get this done. Then we can play around." He frowned, but wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Maybe tonight I can wear a hoodie, short and sandals and pretend to be you!" You laughed. A dirty thought crossed Sangwoo's mind and he grabbed you close and growled in your ear.

"You wanna be me? That means when we fuck, you'll have to be on top. Are you up for that?"

"Maybe, baby, I guess you'll just have to find out later" You winked at him.  And maybe you would, but for now, you needed more varnish.