Vanilla |Woosan

midnight

Wooyoung
I didn't sleep well that night. The guilt plagued me. What if my father would find out? He'd never trust me again.

I sighted and went to the bathroom in order to wash up and put on some concealer and lip tint because I almost looked like a corpse standing up again.

I sighted and started to brush my teeth whereupon my stomach growled loudly. Because I was very embarrassed yesterday, I didn't go downstairs. Actually, I craved chocolate pretty badly that night but I didn't want to go downstairs again in order to avoid San.

Only wearing a long shirt, I went downstairs in order to finally get the chocolate I craved very badly. I headed downstairs not worrying about anything until I heard my father's voice.

"Wooyoung, may you please put on some clothes?" he suddenly scolded me a little. I looked at the office's open door just to see four eyes staring at me.

I wanted to die. San was still there because they both pulled an all-nighter, nothing too crazy for busy business people. Actually something, my father did regularly.

"Sorry!" I said and quickly went into the kitchen. Great, the day couldn't even started worse. I was embarrassed but at least I had nothing to hide. I liked my body and if San saw it, I-didn't care. 

I grabbed the chocolate in order to finally eat it. "Wooyoung! Can you come here for a second?" My father yelled. I immediately went to the open home office door and looked inside. My father looked at me.

"Could you please get me the folders from the kitchen counter?" He asked me. I nodded, trying to avoid eye contact with San.
"I'll help Wooyoung. His hand is still hurt" San suddenly got up. My father smiled softly. "You're such a gentleman San" he commented on San's actions.

My heart started to beat faster as San followed me. We left the office and went to the kitchen. "What are you doing?" I mumbled as quiet as possible. San suddenly grabbed my wrist in order to look at my hand.

"Does it still hurt? Maybe you have to go to the hospital" he commented while looking at it. "No, it doesn't" I answered sassily.

I wanted to grab a folder but San stopped me from carrying the folder. "I'll do it" he said an grabbed every folder easily even though they very heavy. "Thanks" I mumbled.

"Are you free tonight?" He suddenly asked me. My eyes widened. Did he really just asked me out? What if my father heard us?! He was insane.

"Are you out of your mind? My father could hear us!" I said as quiet as possible. San bend over to my ear, which made me get the chills. "I'll pick you up at midnight. Just tell your parents you're sleeping over at a friend's" he suddenly whispered huskily into my ear.

Before I was even able to say something, the male went into the office again, now finally closing the door.