illusion <j.wy x c.sn> [woosan] ✔️

33

wooyoung woke up before san, lightly yawning.

"san..wake up." wooyoung mumbled with his eyes closed, not fully conscious.

"no." san refused and continued sleeping.

wooyoung internally rolled his eyes. he then opened his eyes, just to find the position he is in with san.

their legs were tangled together, san's hand was on wooyoung's waist, and wooyoung was cupping san's cheeks.

wooyoung screamed.

"what's wrong?!" san immediately shot up, deeply concerned for wooyoung.

"nothing." wooyoung awkwardly smiled.

"okay..?" san answered as he plopped back onto the grass, immediately falling asleep.

wooyoung sighed as he looked around, feeling the heat rise onto his cheeks.

"why am i so whipped?" wooyoung silently asked himself as he rolled on the grass.

"i wonder how long i'll have to wait until i can finally confess, even though i'm certain he likes me back. i mean, why else would he kiss me?" wooyoung whispered to himself.

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"woo, i'm gonna go meet yunho. do whatever you want here, okay?" san smiled as he patted wooyoung's head.

"okay!" wooyoung smiled back as he sat on the grass.

"bye!" san waved before he flew off.

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"yunho!!!!!" san exclaimed.

"what do you want?" yunho asked, not believing he's being interrupted in the middle of a date.

"listen mate, i really need your help. i don't care how traumatised you are, just please help a bro out." san pleaded.

"can't you see i'm spending time with mingi?" yunho asked.

"i don't give a shit!" san cried.

"fine...whatever you wanna say, just say it here okay?" yunho gave in.

"thanks." san said as he grabbed a chair, pulled it over harshly and threw his entire body on it.

"please don't make that squeaky noise with that fucking chair." mingi said as he covered his ears as he absolutely despised the noise.

"sorry, but i really need relationship advice." san said.

"is it that urgent?" yunho asked, sipping on his coffee.

"yeah bitch."

"tell us, we'll help you."

"ilikewooyoungsomuchbutidontknowhowtotellhimimeaniknowhelikesmebutijustdontknowhowtoconfesslikeiwanttodoacreativeandflatteringconfessionbutidontknowhow."

"what?" mingi tilted his head in confusion.

"giiii you're so cute." yunho giggled at mingi's head tiled as pecked him.

"don't do this in front of me! you're just making me feel more desperate!!" san cried out.

"tell us what you said." mingi changed the topic.

san took a deep breath. "basically, i like wooyoung and i'm sure he likes me but i want to do a special confession but i don't know how."

"it doesn't need to be special. just straight up tell him you like him and get together. that's what yunho did." mingi smiled.

"thanks, mingi. i'll go now, bye!" san dashed out of yunho's house.

"bye..?" yunho questioned.

"he seems really desperate." mingi sighed.

"i guess....ah he's so embarrassing." yunho facepalmed.

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"hi." san awkwardly greeted wooyoung as he landed on the ground, panting hard with sweat all over his face.

"did you get rained on..?" wooyoung joked.

"hahaahahaha totally." san sarcastic laughed as he plopped onto the floor, contemplating his life.

"are you okay though, san?" wooyoung scooted over to san.

"i'm fine." san inhaled and exhaled hardly, which made wooyoung doubt him even more.

"you're not fine." wooyoung patted san the back, "please tell me what's wrong."

"it's nothing, you'll see tomorrow." san blurted out, which he surprised himself.

"okay..?" wooyoung tilted his head as he laid down on the grass.

'why did i say tomorrow?!!!' san yelled at himself mentally at the impulsive answer he just admitted.

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this is kinda like a filler chapter 🗿