DESTINED. wsn ✓

thirty three

"that's it?" yeosang exclaimed, "that's all it took to get information out of taehyung's mouth? wow."

hyunjin chuckled lightly and shook his head at the conversation between san and taehyung san just shared, "that's so stupid. you could fish anything out of that man then, in this case."

"he gotta be more careful with his mouth." hongjoong shook his head in disappointment, much unlike hyunjin's shaking which was out of amusement, "next thing he knows he'd be leaking information of himself to killers, robbers, stealers, whatever."

"that was really disrespectful, hyung. don't forget that yeosang hyung, seonghwa hyung and i are assassins ("i'm an ex-assassin." yeosang clarified for the nth time, rolling his eyes in the process. wooyoung stuck his tongue out and continued) and that sannie is a thief." wooyoung said, leaning against the arm of the sofa. san had moved over a bit, offering wooyoung to sit but the younger shook his head, shooting a quick smile at his boyfriend.

hongjoong realised his mistake and apologised, which all four of the boys quickly dismissed. however, now that the silly things were over, they started brainstorming their next move.

with the new found information that jimin is, in fact, park junwong's son, they had to do something about it. jimin was definitely the mole that sold wooyoung and seonghwa out to park junwong, but what should they do about it?

"what could we do?" asked hyunjin, brows furrowing, "look, i know this issue concerns the least to me. but let me help. we either kill jimin, kill park junwong, or just leave it as it is. honestly, what could we do about this? we've now established jimin is the son of the most dangerous man in busan. so what? what could we do?"

hongjoong nodded at his cousin's words, "he's got a point, hwa. you can't do anything about it. we just know the truth, that's all. do you want revenge? or did he not do anything to harm you?"

everyone paused for a while, thinking of hongjoong's point. he was right; jimin never did anything to harm them. jimin took care of the two of them like they were his own brother, and the two boys were forever grateful for that. it's not just that as well, it was also that jimin had a family of friends and his boyfriend. they couldn't just take jimin away from them.

wooyoung shook his head, "i still wanna hear it straight out of jimin hyung's mouth. i believe taehyungie hyung, i really do, but i also want that extra bit of validation, if you know what i mean."

seonghwa smiled weakly, "don't worry, woo. i feel the same. what about we ask jimin hyung about it? like, we just ask him. normal people would just admit to it and we could also hope that jimin hyung is like any other normal people."

wooyoung looked at seonghwa in disbelief, "hyung, i thought we just established that jimin hyung is the son of park junwong, the biggest assassin hirer in busan. what part of this seems like normal to you?"

seonghwa muttered a 'sorry' while scratching the back of his nape. wooyoung sighed and buried his head in his hands, muttering incoherent words to himself. san frowned in concern, tapping wooyoung's thighs and when he didn't get a response, he just pulled wooyoung down to his lap by the younger's waist and rubbed small circles into his waist. wooyoung always felt comforted by that and indeed, the younger let out a soft sigh and smiled softly at san, who smiled back.

"please stop this lovey dovey stuff because in case no one realised, i'm the only one that's single here." hyunjin complained, rolling his eyes as he sipped on his ice americano.

"i'm single, what do you mean?" hongjoong asked.

hyunjin laughed out loud, "please, we all see how much you love seonghwa. stop pretending, joong, and give yourself the happy ending you deserve."

hongjoong gulped and blushed, eyes focusing on the concrete ground and not once leaving it. seonghwa raised an eyebrow at hongjoong's behaviour. he glanced at wooyoung who just smiled and nodded, encouraging his best friend to finally confess after three months of reuniting with his childhood friend and crush.

three months. it's been three months since wooyoung went back to busan. so many things had happened in between that wooyoung couldn't believe it was just three months. it would make more sense if it was six months but no, it was three months.

yeosang and hyunjin shared a glance and they both smirked at the only couple left here before leaving the common area too. wooyoung leaned back towards san immediately once the two boys left, "sannie, i'm so tired."

san hummed and rubbed wooyoung's sides, his palm running itself up and down along the younger's slim waist, "i know, darling, you've been doing so well, this must've stressed you out so much. how can i help you, hm?"

wooyoung turned himself around on san's lap so that he's now straddling his boyfriend. san raised and eyebrow, "i doubt that-"

"shut up," wooyoung whispered, "i missed you."

san grinned. he wanted to play a bit before he gave wooyoung what the younger wanted. wooyoung was always the one that teased the older, what if san turned it around?

"what do you mean? i'm right in front of you, darling." san's grin widened and he placed his hands loosely on wooyoung's hip bones, knowing how much it frustrated the younger if he stopped moving at all.

wooyoung pouted, "you know what i mean, sannie." he whined, grabbing san's collar and throwing a little tantrum with his hands gripping the older's collar.

san placed his hands on top of wooyoung's and glanced straight into the younger's eyes, "darling, i-"

"baby." wooyoung said. san was taken aback since wooyoung only ever called him 'sannie' and nothing else. wooyoung's eyes widened, and san couldn't seem to get a hint on why wooyoung was shocked.

"i-i mean, i-um, if you could ca-call me th-that..." wooyoung trailed off, his hands dropping to san's thighs and picked on his fingers.

san cocked his head to the side and chuckled. he placed two of his fingers underneath wooyoung's chin and used it to lift it up with minimal strength, "of course, i can call you baby. so, you like me calling you baby, hm?"

wooyoung nodded, closing his eyes and leaning into san's touch. san smirked, using his two fingers to tilt wooyoung's head to the side as he latched his lips on wooyoung's neck.

wooyoung's eyes shot wide open at the new sensation and let out a long moan, tilting his head even more to allow san to get more area covered with his beautiful love bites.

san jumped from one position to another within seconds, the hickeys he produced thus far light and not as bruised as the ones wooyoung used to receive. however, san nosed wooyoung's sweet spot and started kissing it, smiling as wooyoung groaned at how san was teasing him. san acknowledged the younger's desperation and placed his whole lips there, sucking and lightly biting the skin underneath.

wooyoung let out a soft shriek when san bit down, but it was quickly replaced with a moan when san started licking it.

"m-more, sannie..." wooyoung whimpered. this time, san used his hand to turn wooyoung's face to himself, a deadly grin on his face and his eyes squinted at the already semi messed up boy.

"more of what, baby?" san asked, his voice small and soft as if taunting the younger.

wooyoung pouted. san glared at him and squeezed wooyoung's jaw even harder, forcing a whimper to come out the younger's mouth.

"m-more of y-you."

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a/n: hi besties!! so.. if u thought this was leading up to a smut ha sike u thought. like i said before, i don't feel comfortable writing smut especially smut about two real person. i'm sorry if i've disappointed u by not writing smut but this is my book after all so i'll only write what i'm comfortable with ! that's all from me, see u guys in the next chapter <3