Second Chances | 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗

it just needs a little...shaping.

san

"are you fucking shitting me, sanshine? that hot guy, who is like, tens times hotter in person than I've heard about, is wooyoung? and you made out with him? not once, but twice. and he wants to keep doing it? please tell me when I'm wrong."

san couldn't help pouting internally. he had never personally heard of wooyoung, probably because he just focused on his classes in school. yet they had crossed paths and san had peaked his interest.

the look on san's face gave yeji all the answers she needed as she tackled her friend, smacking his chest a few times.

"how the hell do you have so many attractive people after you. the only guy who's even looked at me is christopher... and even then he doesn't speak to me in public."

"probably because hyunjin would try and murder him? remember when seungmin slightly mentioned he thought you were pretty and got chased with a ladle through the house?"

the memory was still fresh in both their minds, their laughter bubbling until it spilled out, yeji trying to contain it but failing horribly.

"also, why do you still call chan christopher?"

"i honestly dunno. but still. how did you two even end up in the closet? ugh. this is why i wish hyunjin would let me go parties..."

san retold the whole story, avoiding the more intimate parts of his and woo's kiss, wanting to keep himself from blushing and reliving those memories again.

him and yeji were currently sprawled out on her white fluffy floor, san softly picking at the fur of the rug.

"so did you agree to it? please tell me you did. i would seriously kill you if you didn't. don't be a idiot."

san shyly nodded, burying his face into a pillow as he looked at the rug, his thoughts once again consuming him. was this some kind of prank or bet? or did wooyoung just thoroughly enjoy kissing him?

he knew he should say no, but every fiber of his being went against all logical thinking as he imagined his lips against woo's once again. would they always just kiss? would they sometimes take it a step further?

san cleared his head of those sinful thoughts to see a smirking Yeji.  "you totally have a crush on him."

san sighed softly again and rolled over, staring up at the ceiling. how could you crush on somebody you didn't know personally, just the taste of their lips?

"and you not denying it just proves my point."

"oh shut up. let's go get food."

wooyoung

a loud groan disturbed the silence of the room, bones cracking as the figure currently occupying the bed sat up, flopping his limbs around.

his mind was immediately invaded with images of the angelic boy who had blessed his presence that weekend, a smirk covering his lips.

wooyoung had honestly surprised himself with his request to san, more so a guy who didn't like to keep people around.

Yet, for some reason, he had grown slightly addicted to the taste of san's lips, even if it had only been two kissing sessions between them.

but his lips are so fucking soft. and pretty. really pretty. like him. fucking hell.

he couldn't help but distinctly remember the way san became submissive to him, allowing him to invade his mouth, his sweet little moans and whimpers, the way his tiny waist fit so perfectly in woo's hands-