Vanilla |Woosan

anger

Wooyoung
"I am sorry whose body do you want to see?" An angry sarcastic voice said. I immediately knew that the husky voice was San's. He was still holding harshly onto Yeosang's shoulder.

"Leave me alone" Yeosang said. He wasn't as confident as before. His voice was weaker than usual and he didn't dare to look at San's eyes.

"Then pack your things and leave before I'll start to beat the shit out of you" San said angrily. Yeosang immediately moved and grabbed his bag in order to leave the art studio.

"Bye handsome~" I said to Yeosang with an innocent soft voice in order to make San even more jealous.

San looked at me angrily. "What the hell was that? Do you want to provoke me?" He said and grabbed my waist harshly, which made me smirk.

"Yes" I answered honestly whereupon I kissed him deeply. San was still mad. "And why the hell did you do that huh?" He asked me.

I let go of him and started to work on my sculpture, ignoring him a little. "I'll just say this: make sure to dress nicely for me" I quoted him sarcastically.

San sighted. "So you listened to the call I answered earlier didn't you?" San asked me, wrapping his strong arm around my waist. "Yeah, I did. You were flirting! So did I!" I answered and pushed his arm away.

"You can just talk to me. I have nothing to hide, Wooyoung. The guy I talked to was just a friend. He flirts with everyone, that's just him. You know you can trust me" San whispered into my ear.

"You don't have to flirt back!" I immediately answered. "I don't give a fuck about your friends! I don't want you to talk to someone in that way!" I yelled at him.

Gladly, it was night time and no one was in the art studio.

"I won't do it again, I promise" he said seriously, which caused me to think about the situation more deeply. Somehow I believed him every single words he said. He was persuasive.

"How can I make it up to you? Food? Jewelry? A kiss?" he asked me. Even though he was still toxic and angry, he was sweet.

I wasn't able to explain what was going on but I fell in love with his protecting character all over again.

"Maybe...I just want you to be honest with me" I answered, still not looking at the taller.

"You can ask me anything you want, Wooyoung. I wouldn't dare to lie to you" he replied. His gaze laid on me like I was the only thing in this room. I loved how he didn't stop looking at me even though I didn't look at him.

"I hope you're not lying. The call sounded very intimate" I answered shortly.

San seemed to be more than angry now. But he wasn't angry at me. He was angry at himself for answering the call earlier.

"Do you want to meet him? I don't know what I can do Wooyoung. My eyes are on you! And no one else" he said and leaned on the shelve.

I started to look at the taller again. I was probably the luckiest person on earth. San was obsessed with me and I didn't know why. Such a successful, handsome and humorous man was obsessed with me. I was lucky, very lucky.