DESTINED. wsn ✓

twelve

"ew, ew, ew. please stop kissing in front of me!" yeosang complained, covering his eyes as soon as he approached san's room. wooyoung glanced at yeosang and yelped, almost falling off san's lap if not for san's tight grip on his waist.

san chuckled softly at wooyoung's reaction. he turned around and glared at yeosang, "who told you to come into my room?"

"well, i don't know. maybe i wanted to ask if you wanted breakfast or not. oh shit, if wooyoung's in your bedroom overnight, then did you two-"

yeosang didn't have to finish his sentence before wooyoung, his face now bright red, got up and started running after yeosang, who ran out of san's bedroom. wooyoung got yeosang in the middle of the living room, the two wrestling it out and constantly flipping each other around.

san just stood at the doorway, leaning against it and watching his boyfriend and best friend fighting over some nonsense accusation yeosang made. well, nonsense fact yeosang stated, but he isn't going to just admit that.

in the end, wooyoung was straddling yeosang and yeosang was hitting the ground in a quick pace, asking wooyoung to get off him. wooyoung grinned, "you got yourself into this. remember that."

yeosang groaned. he rolled his eyes and his head fell back onto the ground, "shut up. you two suit each other so much. you're both so annoying." yeosang hissed.

wooyoung shrugged, "we're soulmates for a reason."

"yeah, yeah, whatever, now get off me!" yeosang yelled, hitting wooyoung's thighs at this point. wooyoung just laughed and shook his head, "where's your apology~"

"why do i have to apologise? san! do you see any sense in this?" yeosang questioned, eyes practically begging san to get his boyfriend off him.

san shrugged, "you did ask for this, sang."

"oh my god! i hate you!" yeosang yelled, finally accepting defeat and lying flat on the ground, "i'm sorry, okay? now can you get off me? i have to go to the library to do some research."

wooyoung scoffed, "honestly, you spend so much time on studying sometimes i wonder when you have time for jongho. care more about your relationship please."

yeosang rolled his eyes, finally gaining the strength to push wooyoung off of him, "i don't need relationship advice from you."

with that, yeosang stomped back into his bedroom and slammed the door. wooyoung was taken aback since he didn't know yeosang for long. sure, he knew about yeosang's past that not a lot of people knew about, but that was about it.

san helped the youngest get up from the floor and kissed his temple, "yeosang could be like that sometimes. something... happened in his past that even i don't really know the details about. just know that his relationship with jongho is strictly about him and his boyfriend, and he doesn't really like it when people give advice to him, yeah?"

wooyoung nodded, snuggling against san's chest, "yeah."

the couple just stayed like that for a while: san wrapping his arms protectively and securely around wooyoung's waist with wooyoung humming a little song against san's chest. wooyoung had now moved in for two weeks and although there were some arguments here and there with wooyoung and yeosang, the three of them were just glad that they had each other in this damned world.

however, wooyoung really needs to find something to do. he had been staying home for the last two weeks with yeosang going to school every day and san going out every night. now that wooyoung was here, he would sometimes go pick san up or even go with san. but wooyoung really was missing having something he's good at to do.