Second Chances | 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗

close your mouth, you'll catch flies.

san

his mouth opened and closed, agape like a fish who had been removed from their tank and had a lack of water to breathe. the tips of his ears burned, the people around them letting out wolf whistles.

seonghwa, being the ever so helpful best friend, forced San into a standing position, forcing him in the direction of wooyoung who stood in front of the rather spacious closet, which was more a spare room.

he hadn't missed the two boys practically undressing the other with their eyes the whole night.

woo opened the door, motioning for san to enter before him, sending a wink to the circle before closing the door behind them.

they could faintly hear people saying the timer was starting, san resting against the wall, playing with his fingers.

"do you stare at everybody or just people you find attractive?"

his concentration was broken by the male who was currently invading his thoughts, a faint blush covering his cheeks for the nth time but hidden by the dull lighting of the room.

"i could ask you the same. you've stared at me three times tonight." san raised his own eyebrow at him, pushing himself off the wall.

"touché."

"anyways, what's your name? i'd like to know the name of the boy who's lips are gonna be against mine." san mumbled to himself, chewing on his lip subconsciously.

wooyoung let out an audible groan as he watched, stalking forward to corner san against the wall, tilting his head up.

"i'm wooyoung. you're san. now, can i kiss you?"

san, too flustered to speak, or even ask how the boy knew his name, nodded his head, soon feeling wooyoung plant his lips against his, melting against their softness.

wooyoung

gosh, his lips felt heavenly, so plump and soft and just right against woo's own lips. a growl left wooyoung's throat as he heard san whimper softly, his hands trailing to the back of san's thighs, tapping softly.

either san was just generally smart or had done it before, because he automatically jumped, wrapping his legs around woo's waist, his hands wrapping around his neck to tug gently on those blonde locks, pulling away from the kiss momentarily to catch his breathe.

the scent of vanilla invaded woo's senses, his mind clouding over with thoughts of the blonde boy currently pinned against the wall.

woo's hands trailed down to hold his pretty waist, his other hand sliding down to grip his ass in his hand, his pants starting to tighten.

he took this time to let his lips trail down san's neck slowly, planting kisses everywhere he could, soon sucking harshly underneath his jaw, soothing the spot with his tongue and admiring his handiwork.

he was cut short, though, as san whined again, causing woo to chuckle. he placed his lips against san's once again, sucking his bottom lip in between his teeth, releasing it with a soft audible pop.

wooyoung was about to dip his head back down for another kiss before somebody knocked on the door, forcing him to send a glare towards the door. san turned back into a tomato, removing his legs from woo's waist and about to head back to the door before he was stopped by woo himself, not caring about the person at the door.

he bent down, placing one more kiss against San's lips, his hand finding his throat, applying just the right amount of pressure to cause san's legs to become like jelly. He let out a small whimper as woo pulled away, a smirk coating his face. he helped san stand back up, fixing his own clothes before opening the door and walking out.