DESTINED. wsn ✓

twenty eight

the couple starting walking back into the busier streets of busan when wooyoung suddenly started dragging san to a place. 

"woo! darling! slow down, where exactly are we going?" san pulled on wooyoung's hand as an attempt to slow the younger down. wooyoung glanced back and smiled brightly at san. 

wooyoung didn't stop to explain anything to san and instead ran quicker than he did. san shook his his lightly before following wooyoung's pace, the two of them zipping through the streets of busan. 

"we're here!" wooyoung beamed as they stopped in front of a flower shop. san frowned. he thought wooyoung lied about being a florist.

wooyoung must've saw the look on san face, because he snickered and shook his head, "no. i don't own this. but my best friend does."

with that, wooyoung pushed open the door to the flower shop and a soft 'ding' was heard throughout the shop. the boys walked through the flowers and took in the beautiful scent of different flowers coming at them all at once, wooyoung smiling, particularly fond at it, and san slightly uncomfortable with the amount of pollen in here.

"hello, sir, how may i help- oh dear God! is that really you, jung wooyoung?" a man with silver curly hair exclaimed. wooyoung grinned from ear to ear. he let go of san's hand and went over to hug the man tightly.

"the one and only, taehyungie hyung!" wooyoung said and pushed himself away from taehyung's chest, "this is my soulmate and my boyfriend, choi san. sannie, this is one of my favourite hyung's, taehyungie hyung."

san caught up on the word 'hyung' and immediately bowed, "it's nice to meet you, taehyung ssi. i hope we're not a bother."

taehyung glanced at san and then at wooyoung, "you got yourself a good one, wooyoung. and, please, cut the formalities. it's taehyungie hyung to you as well. and what do you mean i'm one of your favourite hyung's, hm? i thought i was your favourite!"

wooyoung shook his head, going back to san's side and clinging onto the older boy, "nuh-uh, you're wrong. where's my favourite hyung, by the way?"

"there's another one?" san whispered into wooyoung's ear, "woo, i gotta tell you. i may be slightly allergic to pollen..."

wooyoung widened his eyes, "why didn't you tell me sooner, sannie? oh God, can you please tell jimin hyung to meet me at that cafe nearby? got something to tell him. thanks!"

wooyoung had already start pushing san out of the flower shop and smiled at the oldest man there. taehyung stood there for a while before grinning back at the younger, "he's still sleeping! you wanna-"

"i'll wake him up then!" wooyoung crackled. he waved goodbye at taehyung and got out of the flower shop. san was really confused as to how these two were so friendly with each other. san himself would be scared out of his guts if he had to be this casual with someone older than him. sure, he steals from old, rich snobs, but he never talks to them. 

wooyoung looked over at san and frowned, checking him all over to make sure he was okay, "why didn't you tell me sooner? i would've just called jimin hyung and taehyungie hyung to come out to that cafe we used to go to. gosh, are you alright, sannie?"

san grinned and held wooyoung's hands in place, which was right in front of his own chest. san leaned down a bit and muttered, "i'm fine." he dropped wooyoung's hands and slung his arm around wooyoung's waist instead, "you were so excited to see them! i didn't want to burst your little bubble."

"but you could've gotten an allergic reaction or whatever it's called." wooyoung pouted. san raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend's tone and his grin only widen when he saw wooyoung's face.