i n s t a g r a m | Woosan

17

Wooyoung's second class was over in a few minutes. He kept glancing at the clock every few seconds. His hands were trembling slightly out of nervousness. Lunch was near and Wooyoung couldn't stop thinking about meeting San again.

He was sure that he wouldn't be able to talk to him without stuttering.

The bell rang.

Usually, Wooyoung would immediately jump up and run out of the classroom, just to escape school as fast as he could.

But today was different.

He packed his things as slowly as possible, just to prolong his meeting with San.

At some point, Wooyoung didn't know what to say anymore to distract him, so he breathed deeply, trying to calm himself down, and started heading into the direction of the cafeteria.

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Wooyoung looked over the people in the cafeteria, trying to find San.

He saw him sitting on the right with some other students. Wooyoung slowly made his way over to San, getting nervous again because of the other people sitting with him.

"Hey, Wooyoungie", San said smirking when he saw Wooyoung approaching him.

"H-hi", he answered shyly, looking around the table in hopes to find an empty seat for him, but all of them were already taken.

"Come, sit down with us", San said, now smiling brightly at Wooyoung.

"B-But there's no empty seat."

"Well, I am empty."

Wooyoung choked on air.

He didn't know much about sexual things, but THAT sounded SO wrong in his ears and he blushed immediately.
"Uh... what?"

"I mean that you can sit on me", San explained, patting his lap.

Wooyoung still hesitated, so San just grabbed his waist and pulled him down onto his lap. Wooyoung let out a little squeak at the sudden action.

He hid his face in his hands since he didn't want San to notice how red his cheeks actually were.

"No need to get shy, baby boy", San chuckled, carefully putting his hands away from his face.

"I am NOT shy", Wooyoung whined and playfully hit San's chest.

"OH MY GOD-", someone suddenly screamed. "YOU'RE THAT WOOWOO GUY."

"Mingi, would you shut up for once?", San said, clearly embarrassed by the loud scream of his friend.

Mingi just ignored San's complaints and looked at Wooyoung. "What are you doing here?"

"Uhm...", Wooyoung didn't really know what to say. "I go here to school..? Where do you know me from?"

"Duh, San talks about you 25/8, it gets annoying sometimes", Mingi laughed.

"You do?", Wooyoung asked. Looking at San surprised.

It was then when he remembered that he actually wanted to ask San what a 'bottom' was and if he annoyed him.

"San, I have a-", he started, but said man interrupted him.

"Wait, before you say anything, I have to properly introduce my friends to you. This-", he pointed to a boy on the opposite side of the table, "is Hongjoong."
The boy waved at Wooyoung with a genuine smile on his face.

San continued to introduce his other friend to him. Choi Jongho. All of them seemed to be really nice and Wooyoung immediately felt comfortable around them.

"So, what did you want to tell me, baby?", San asked, while placing his arms around Wooyoung's body and laying his head on his shoulder.

He leaned into San's touch. He was so warm.

"I- I have a question... for you", Wooyoung mumbled and started fiddling with his fingers.

"What is it? You sound so serious..."

"It's just...", Wooyoung turned his head slightly to look up at San. "... you called me a 'bottom'."

"Because you are", San chuckled deeply.

"B-But what does that mean? I- Am I annoying you?", Wooyoung whispered, smile dropping sadly.

"Wooyoungie, why would you annoy me? You don't! I love being around you."

"But.. I googled the definition of 'bottom' and it said that this is something very low, no, the lowest. S-so, I thought you were trying to tell me, that I annoy you and I am dumb." Wooyoung talked so quick that he stumbled over his own words. A tear rolled down his cheek at the thought of San not liking him, but he wiped it away aggressively.

"Oh no, Woowoo...", Mingi giggled and looked at him with pity in his eyes.

"Why are you laughing?", Wooyoung asked, suppressing a sob.

"Baby, you're overthinking this", San said, softly stroking his cheek. "You seriously are too innocent for this world."

"It has a... sexual meaning. You know, in bed... there's the dominant ones and the submissive ones. You are 100% submissive-"

Wooyoung abruptly turned his head and looked at San with angry eyes. He breathed in to get ready for a long speech about why he was not submissive.

"Nuh-uh, don't even try to convince me otherwise, baby", San interrupted him by putting a finger on Wooyoung's lips and shushing him.

"In conclusion, you're a bottom. But that doesn't mean I don't like you or you annoy me. Got it?"

"Okay, okay... but I'm not-"

"Youngie. Close that pretty mouth of yours and accept it."

Wooyoung immediately felt submissive (although he would never admit it) and obeyed. He turned back around and saw San's friends watching them with slight smirks on their faces.

"Looks like someone has a crush on our lovely Sannie", Hongjoong said, chuckling. "But please... use protection."

"KIM HONGJOONG, STOP THAT", Woosan shouted in unison.