(im)possible love | Woosan

got you

"Wooyoung, I know you're here", San said out of breath.

After the ghost's voice in his head disappeared, he hurried to say goodbye to Seonghwa and followed the ghost out of the school building.

He still wasn't able to see Wooyoung since the younger didn't change back into his human form yet, but for some reason he could feel in which direction the boy was trying to leave. Just before the bench, where San had heard the other's voice in his head for the first time, Wooyoung made himself visible.

"Stop fucking following me", he spat, turning around to face San.

"Wooyoung, you act like a teenager that has just hit puberty. At least explain to me why exactly you get so mad when I'm with Seonghwa."

For a second, the younger was silent. He didn't expect San to bring Seonghwa into this. Was it possible that the older knew Seonghwa was a thorn in his side?

"Y-you don't give a shit about my birthday. Instead, you're hanging out with this idiot!", Wooyoung yelled.

"Why do I have the feeling that this isn't primarily about your birthday?", the older asked, slowly coming a step closer. Wooyoung immediately stepped back a bit. He couldn't be so close to San or else he wouldn't be able to think straight anymore.

"Yes, it is!", Wooyoung himself knew that he didn't sound convincing at all, but he still tried. "You didn't even wish me a happy birthday-", he whispered sadly.

The next second, he felt San's strong arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug.

"I'm sorry, prince", the older said, pressing a feather light kiss on the smaller's head. "Do you accept my apology?"

"Mmmh... what happens when I don't?", Wooyoung dared to ask. A small smile crept onto his face, but he quickly pushed his head into San's chest to hide it.

"Then, you are allowed to hit me as often as you want until you feel enough pity for me to forgive me"

Even though, he didn't want it, the younger had to let out a loud, high-pitched laugh at that. But when he realized that San was dead-silent, he quickly retracted his head from the other's chest, only to see that San was looking at him seriously.

"Are you serious?", Wooyoung asked incredulously.

In response, San just daringly raised his eyebrows.

"Well, if so, then I won't accept your apology."

"You just want to hit me... What am I supposed to do with you, hm?", San smirked and started to tickle the youngers sides.

"YAH, stop that!", the ghost screamed. Laughing, he tore himself out of the older's grip and ran across the meadow which adjoined the bench next to them.

"You can't escape me, Jung Wooyoung", San yelled and followed the other.

He was far faster than the ghost, therefore, he didn't have to try hard to catch up with the younger. When he reached him, he wrapped his arms around the boy from behind to keep him from running away again.

"Got you, baby", he chuckled.

Goosebumps appeared on Wooyoung's neck and arms because of the other's deep voice.

"Y-you can let go off me, now...", the ghost mumbled quietly, still out of breath from all the running.

But San's arms only turned him around, so that he was facing the other and then, tightened around his waist.

"Happy birthday, my precious prince", San said with such a big smile that his dimples appeared. At the same time, he looked at the younger like he was his treasure.

And Wooyoung couldn't explain what the hell came over him in the next moment. He just felt as though this was the perfect moment to do it.

He pushed himself up, now, standing on his tippy toes, leaned forward and pushed his lips onto San's.

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Sorry not sorry for the cliffhanger:)

This story is slowly coming to an end by the way... I guess around five more chapters.

BUT, please don't stop reading just yet, there's still a lot more going to happen, so get ready for a plot twist:)

Lastly, can we please talk about the last Eternal Sunshine stage, where Woo had these cute little ponytails fjuafuahfjidea I wanna talk to him so bad