IMAGINE
sunoo pov:
My father owns a racing track where he often holds illegal racing events.
For some reason he never lets me join him, but i decided to disobey him and snuck out, making my way to the of the stadium that was already filled with hundreds of people.
i sat there for about half an hour until i was interrupted.
"sunoo you shouldn't be here, your father will be super angry" it was one of my fathers most trusted bodyguards, park sunghoon.
sunghoon used to be my bodyguard, but was forced to serve my father instead.
"i haven't caused any harm being here, i have no reason to leave" i say looking up at him.
his hair is messy, he has a fresh bruise across his cheek and his knuckles are bloody.
he followed my worried gaze to his fist and smirked...in an of putting way.
"multiple men have stared at you, in ways you wouldn't believe, and i have to deal with every. single. one." he says.
"you have caused a lot more harm than you think, my sweet trouble~"
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im working late~ cause im a singerrrrr~
