LAVENDER ROSES || Woosan

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The following day, Wooyoung picked his rose from his bed-side table and skipped, rather nervously, over to San's cabin.

Why are you so nervous Wooyoung? He's your friend now Wooyoung thought as he breathed in and out.

"Sannie?" he called out.

While Wooyoung stood outside the door, quite eager to see the other, San was going through his clothes as fast as he can, trying to find an outfit. 

"What in the Hades should I wear?" he said to himself, as he heard Wooyoung calling his name.

"What the fuck am I fumbling for? I have to wear the camp tee shirt!" he whispered as he removed his bathrobe and wore his leather pants.

Outside the cabin, Wooyoung was tapping his feet, worry creeping towards him.
Done with waiting, he burst through the unlocked door.

"I'm coming!". He kept the door open and started looking around for San. "Sannie-?" his words were cut short when someone grabbed his wrist, pulled him towards the back of the door and pinned him to the wall, while wrapping his hand around Wooyoung's waist.

"I'm half naked! What if someone sees me?" San said as he kicked the door which slammed close with a loud thud.

"S-san?" Wooyoung heart was beating out of his chest and his face started heating up.

San's bare skin was brushing against his skin through the open sleeves of Wooyoung's tank top. Wooyoung looked down in order to hide face, but it was the biggest mistake he made.

San's abdominal muscles were bulging and wet and water was dripping off his chest.

Wooyoung's hand brushed against his tan skinned stomach. He was quick to raise his head, but that was bad as well.

Wooyoung almost kissed San, and he secretly even wished that he did.

San's sharp cheekbones, thin and curvy lips, intimidating eyes and eyebrow slit looked even more gorgeous up close.

Wooyoung wanted to make out with San so bad that he gulped. 

You smell nice, Woo San thought. San's fingers wrapped around Wooyoung wrist as they felt like a burning sensation, the burn of craving for more.

San kept staring at him nevertheless.

His gorgeous doe eyes that were widened from San's actions, the little beauty spot under them, his pink kissable lips, his angular nose, his long sexy neck, his sharp jawline, his defined waist-line and his fluffy lavender hair, they were all ethereal and beautiful.. Jung Wooyoung was the most beautiful child of Aphrodite San has ever seen. Fuck San thought as he backed away.

San never fails to admire every single to detail of the other and blush doesn't he?

"I-I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable" he coughed and ran off towards the bathroom.

"I wasn't uncomfortable" Wooyoung murmured. "I loved it"

Wooyoung placed the rose in the vase and waited outside till San came to him.

After a few minutes, San came out, wearing their orange camp tee shirt.

"Eh hem... So where do you wanna go this time?" San asked, not making eye contact. 

"T-the strawberry fields?" the duo failed as they tried to act as if nothing was going on, they ignored the tension between them.

"Sure" San said. "But let's come back before practice and let's do it together. I watched you that day and I wanted to do some sword fighting together".