Woosan.
SHORT SMUT
Warning. Mention of religion if you are sensitive to this topic please skip it is not my intention to offend anyone...this is all fictional.
The large old church marked with beautiful stained glass for windows was full of people. As they all sat still watching the priest , hands gripping their bibles and flyers they had received when they entered.
Wooyoung sat at the back of the church admiring the priest as he walked back and forth the stage , speaking the word of god. The town he lived in was small , weather always gloomy and 80% of the people there are religious and actively go to this church. The only church in town.
He of course continues to attend every Sunday for that reason and because his family is also very religious. his mother especially. Usually the service would go smooth and wooyoung would go home like normal.. but today he was more focused than ever.
The old priest was no longer able to work for the church anymore due to illness so another was hired. A man by the name of choi San. Though wooyoung shouldn't be thinking like this he couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He could tell the lord took his sweet time on him.
The man had blonde hair neatly gel'd back a tall nice build , very chiseled jawline , glasses laid neatly on his nose. He especially looked amazing in the black vestment that complemented him very well. When he was on that stage he was very passionate about what he was saying and that was something wooyoung could admire.
Shortly after the service ended and wooyoung packed all his things up thanking the others who worked at the church. He walked up to the priest finally getting the chance after watching the man engage in conversation after conversation.
"That was great service today pastor" wooyoung complimented , reaching out his hand to shake the others. "Thank you it was all done by the grace of god" San taking wooyoung's hand shake as he held eye contact. It was a bit strange but wooyoung quickly brushed it off. "And your name?" The pastor asked.
"Oh! Wooyoung sir" wooyoung bowed. "Wooyoung..I'm hoping to see you again next Sunday. You have a good day" the man waved , wooyoung thanking him and headed for the front door.
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Wooyoung finally arrived home , cleaning around , doing laundry and preparing for the next day. After showering he slid his silky pajamas on , tucking himself into the sheets before drifting off to sleep.
•
He laid in his bed , unable to move and looking around the room. "I can't move" wooyoung panicked , trying his best to move one of his limbs. "Ssss" he heard a hiss from some part of the room. "Hello?" He looked around trying to find what or whoever's making that sound.
To be truthful he was scared. He shuts his eyes hoping to get out of this nightmare , breathing in and out steadily.
Then he feels something.
A hand?
It begins to slide up from his legs , woo's breathing starts to pick up a bit , still unable to open his eyes. He begins to feel the creature crawling on top of him , the temperature of the room beginning to heat up. The creature was now face to face with wooyoung. It was so close they could feel each others breaths.
Wooyoung still wasn't going to open his eyes. He wasn't ready to see what was upon him.
The creature begins to run its hand down wooyoungs cheek , down to his neck. Woo was now hyperventilating..
