(im)possible love | Woosan

desperate for me?

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„W-what?", Wooyoung stuttered. He didn't expect San to say something like this.

After all, they were in the middle of a fight and this human in front of him just decided to randomly tell him that he would kiss him again.

Wooyoung was mad at San. He wanted to be mad, but the older completely threw him off the hook.

"I said I would do it again", San repeated. "That is, if you'd let me."

This was a question rather than a statement, but Wooyoung didn't know how to answer.

On one hand, he was desperate to feel the older's lips on his again, but on the other hand he couldn't shake off the feeling that San was only using him or only said things like this because he was drunk.

Wooyoung was still drunk too, but he had sobered up enough to think at least a bit rationally.

And this right here was wrong in every aspect. Ghosts weren't supposed to kiss humans. It was simply forbidden. Just as making themselves visible in front of a human.

But Wooyoung had already broken both of these rules.

"Baby boy", San chuckled quietly. "Do you just want to stare at me forever without saying a word or do you actually want to do something?"

Wooyoung almost choked on air when he heard that pet name. Baby boy.

I think my ears stopped working correctly, there's no way he actually just called me this.

"Your ears are perfectly fine... Baby boy", San said, getting closer to the younger who had once again forgotten that San was able to hear his thoughts.

A bright blush crept onto his cheeks, turning his face into a red traffic light.

"S-stop calling me that", Wooyoung whined. He wanted to sound strong and as if San didn't have the slightest impact on him, but the involuntary stutter that left his mouth completely destroyed his plan.

"I thought you liked it... But if you don't, then I think I have to leave." And with an abrupt turn he walked away from the ghost.

He was almost at the door, when Wooyoung spoke up.

"Don't leave."

A big smirk appeared on San's face.
"And what reason do I have to stay?"

Instead of answering, the younger speed walked towards San, lightly crashing into his chest because of it.

"Slowly, little boy. We don't want you to get hurt", the older whispered in a deep voice.

It let a shiver run down Wooyoung's spine.

"Me", he said.

"What?"

"I'm the reason you should stay", Wooyoung managed to mumble without a single stutter.

Then, he reached up for San's lips, having to stand on his tippy toes to actually being able to kiss the older.

But he was still hesitant, not brave enough to close the last tiny gap between their mouths.

Their lips were only briefly hovering over each other's.

After a few seconds, San took the initiative and softly laid his lips on the younger's.

Unconsciously, a sigh of contentment left Wooyoung's mouth. And in this moment, he didn't care if it was only the alcohol in San's system that made the boy kiss him or if it was something else, he just wanted to enjoy it and let himself fall.

The kiss got more intense pretty quickly. San pushed his tongue in the younger's cavern, just like he had done before as they were playing truth or dare.

It was loud and wet.

And Wooyoung loved it.

Not only the feeling of San's dominating tongue in his mouth, but also the way the older caressed his sides with his hands.

It made Wooyoung's mind even more dizzy than he already was from the alcohol he drank before.

Getting pretty needy and impatient, Wooyoung let one hand slide down San's clothed chest until he reached the hem of his jeans.

He tugged on it lightly, wanting to see, to feel more from the older boy.

But San quickly retreated from their kiss and harshly grabbed the younger's wrist, stopping him from trying to pull his jeans down.

"It's funny how you think you get to decide what we'll be doing."

San's deep, cold voice made Wooyoung let out a whimper.

"Are you so desperate for me?", the older whispered into his ear.

The other could only nod, looking at San with pleading eyes.

"You're such a needy little slut, baby."

Wooyoung felt like crying from the unbearable heat that was forming in his whole body.

"Please", he whispered.

"I need you."

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