i n s t a g r a m | Woosan

14

Why did he do this? What the hell just came into Wooyoung? Why did he invite San over?

He didn't even know him. What if he's a pedophile? Or even worse: A murderer?

And Wooyoung, the little dumbass, just told him his address. He's probably packing his gun to kill the younger right in this moment.
He mentally face palmed.

God should've given me a bit more cleverness. Sometimes I'd really need it.

Wooyoung glanced at his phone again and saw a new message from San.

santhemountain:
on my way, baby

Wooyoung felt his cheeks heat up at the nick name. How could a boy, who he didn't even know the age from, have this kind of effect on him?

He jumped up and rushed into the bathroom. One look in the mirror told him that he looked like a monkey. Wow.
Wooyoung frantically ran one hand through his hair to sort it out and put a wee bit of make up on his eyes.

San may have been a killer, but the younger still wanted to look good for him. After all, he wasn't going to die ugly.

After he quickly threw on a new black t-shirt, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

That had to be him. San.

Just to be on the safe side, Wooyoung grabbed something to defend himself. The only thing he could think of right now was the remote control, so he quickly picked it up and ran to the door.

He slowly put his hand on the door handle.

If that was the end for him... Mom, I love you.

Nervously, he squeezed his eyes shut and opened the door.

"Hey, are you Wooyoung?", someone said with a deep voice.

Cautiously, Wooyoung opened one eye... and saw the most breathtaking man ever.

His face was amazing. He had eyes that sparkled like stars, lips that looked so soft, the younger wanted to kiss them, even though he wasn't gay, and a jawline which was probably able to cut an apple in half. Also, his body-

"uhm... are you done staring or do you want to keep your mouth open forever?", the voice said again.

Wooyoung didn't even notice that he was staring at him for at least a few minutes.
"Oh, uhm... h-hi, yes I'm W-wooyoung", he stuttered out and looked up at the man in front of him with big eyes. "Are you San?"

"Yes, that's exactly who I am", the man said, smirking slightly down at the younger.
"Can I come in?"

"O-of course." he stepped aside, so that San could get inside of the house.

They didn't talk much, but somehow ended up standing in front of each other in the living room. The tension between them was so awkward and Wooyoung wished he wouldn't have asked him to come.

"Why are you holding the remote control in your hand? Were you watching something before I came?", San asked suddenly to break the silence.

Wooyoung completely forgot about the "weapon" in his hand.

"Oh, it's just- I-I didn't know if you would m-murder me", he whispered, looking down to his feet because of the embarrassment he felt.

San burst out laughing.

"You're cute, Woo, you know that?"

The younger blushed, when he heard his name coming out of the other's mouth. It made him feel hot.

"But you can be sure that I'm not a murderer, I promise", he added.
Wooyoung still wasn't fully convinced, but smiled at the other boy slightly.

"Now, what shall we do to get the loneliness away from you?", San asked.

He scooted closer to the younger and put a hand on his shoulder. Wooyoung was so frightened that he let the remote control fall on the ground, so he quickly bent down to pick it up again. To keep himself from falling over he clung to San's thigh with one hand.

When he got back up slowly, he was so close to the older that not even a sheet of paper would've fit between them.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Wooyoung?"

A big smirk was plastered on his face and the younger immediately started shaking his head wildly.

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first chapter with text whoop whoop!

I had to write a new chapter today just to FANGIRL OVER THIS PICTURE UNDER IT.
SERIOUSLY, AM I A FUCKING JOKE TO THIS MAN???
WHO ALLOWED HIM? THIS COMEBACK WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME.

The fact that he'll probably wear this on stage sometimes...

*dead*