PRETTY BOY | Seongjoong ✨

~ 35 ~

A/N: just got the 2nd dose of vaccine, so i'm writing this quickly before my arm starts to hurt and falls off <3

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San was sitting on an armchair in the living room, the air purifier making soft sounds and the TV was playing quietly in the background as he scrolled through the newest BAPE collection on on his iPad. His and Wooyoung's 1 year anniversary was coming and even though they have been pretty much flirting and mutually having feelings for each other for more than a year already, this one is going to be official.

Wooyoung got home from the party over at Hongjoong's at 3am in the morning, barely stumbling through the door, his cheeks lightly stained from the tears that San took as drunken ones as the boy refused to open up and kept on smiling as if everything was okay. When San took care of him, gave him water and hugged him to sleep, he couldn't help but feel like something bad must've happened. But Wooyoung just wouldn't let it show...

and San didn't like it.

So here he was distracting himself by looking through the variety of overpriced hoodies, thinking of buying them a pair of couple ones. He chuckles at the memory of Wooyoung fan boying over one specific piece that Jimin wore with one of his airport looks. San made a note that day to find it and buy it for the younger, as he loved the way Woo's eyes lit up.
He sighed once again, feeling really thankful for how his life has turned out. He really didn't have to worry about money which not a lot of people have the luxury of doing and he had the most gorgeous man right by his side...

Right, Wooyoungie...

San never really got wasted with his boyfriend before so he didn't know if Woo is just the crying type of drunk or if he should be concerned. He hopes the boy to wakes up quickly as the curiosity doesn't let him focus on anything else.

He moves to the kitchen to heat up some chicken broth that he bought to ease his boy's pain and made sure to put a pill on his bedside table.

The delicious smell of soup must've woken the hungover boy up as little steps could be heard all the way from their bedroom. When Woo made it to the kitchen, San took a moment to take the sight in: his boyfriend's hair was messy, eyes puffy and lips swollen, a loose sweater made one of his clavicles show. Even though San's heart broke at the poor state of his love, he must admit he still managed to take his breath away.

"Good morning, my beautiful prince" San took the boy into his arms, engulfing him in a warm hug "or should i say, good afternoon?" he chuckled.

"My head hurts, San-ah" Woo whined, letting his head fall onto the other's chest loosely, not having much strength due to huge amount of alcohol he drunk last night.

'fuck... last night...' Woo thought about the state he got back home in and felt really embarrassed suddenly. He didn't really want to tell San what happened after he left Hongjoong's place and was stumbling to their apartment.

San let go of the hug and finally managed to get Wooyoung to look him deep in the eye "Baby... why were you crying? Is everything okay?" he asked, noticing how uncomfortable the younger suddenly looked, his gaze falling onto the wall behind him. But before San could open up his mind to say anything else, Wooyoung jumped into his arms and smashed their lips together in a heated kiss.

He let San place him on the counter to continue their make out, a sudden flame burning inside Wooyoung's body, so desperate to touch the other, so eager to make him forget. He was so caught up in his emotions that he didn't even notice how his legs trembled and eyes watered when San started to gently push him away "w-wait -woo!" he was so confused.