𝙼𝚢 𝚄𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 | 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

~Tell Them~ pt.1

Outside of his house, at the end of the driveway, Wooyoung was having a very passionate make out with his boyfriend, San. They were attacking each other's lips like there was no tomorrow. San's hands were strongly gripping at the Wooyoung's waist, feeling as close to him as possible; the smaller's arms were wrapped around San's neck, pulling the older to his body and down to his level a bit. Wooyoung's body was pressed up against the exterior of San's car as their kiss became more heated, but before the two would end up fucking outside, Wooyoung slowly took away from the kiss, leaving a few pecks behind.

"Haven't you had enough already" he quietly chuckled out, breathing raged breaths.

The older male put his face in Wooyoung's neck, burying in the soft flesh.

"You know I can never have enough of you" he mumbled against the skin before he started nipping at it.

"Well," The shorter gently pulled the other's head away from his neck, looking at him with soft eyes. "-you're gonna have to make it enough until tomorrow."

San just whined at his boyfriend's words.

"Stop complaining" he smiled as he rolled his eyes.

He looked past the other's head up ahead to his house, seeing that all the lights were off, except for one that led to his parents' bedroom.

"I have to go now, my parents are expecting me soon" the younger uttered with a slight frown as he unwrapped his arms from the taller.

San sighed out at the other, not because he had to leave, but because of something else that had been bothering him.

"When are you going to tell them about us?" he said with an ounce of sadness lacing his voice, hands rubbing the waist he as holding, up and down.

"Sannie" Wooyoung breathed out. He really didn't want to have this conversation right now.

The couple had been together for 8 months now, but to Wooyoung and San, those 8 months felt like an eternity of lies. Wooyoung had been keeping this relationship from his parents ever since it blossomed; they don't even know that San exists. His small friend circle knows about the other but that's it, unless you count the good handful of nosy people at their high school. The only reason that Wooyoung was even able to go on his outings with San, was because he would lie to his parents that he was hanging out with his best friend, (even though he's already eighteen and he felt like it shouldn't be like that at this point) but like said before, it was a lie.

"You know how they are. Can we talk about it later?" Wooyoung was basically eye-pleading to the other at this point.

"This is later Wooyoung. It's been 8 months and we've known each other even longer than that and they still don't know about me."

San paused.

"Are you ashamed of being with me or something?" he inquired as his eyes were growing a bit wide in anticipation.

Wooyoung couldn't even believe what he was hearing from him right now. He's had a
decent amount of regrets in his life, but one thing he can say, is that San isn't one of them.

"What?" he answered back in shock. "San of course not, if I was ashamed of being with you, my friends wouldn't know, and they're like a second family to me. Don't say that."