san's name rolled off wooyoung's tongue so elegantly and gracefully, his head was filled with wooyoung's voice and his voice only. sleeping didn't come easy when all he heard was wooyoung, not that he had anything against it.
they didn't have any classes today so wooyoung was planning on staying in his dorm for the day, while san had plans to go to a fancy restaurant later at night.
san woke up to the sound of sizzling, wooyoung had woken up before san and was making breakfast.
"good morning woo" yawned san as the sleepiness hasn't left his eyes yet, wooyoung just hummed a response while san made his way to the bathroom to wash up.
after getting out of the shower, san changed into some sweatpants and a plain white tee, wooyoung was wearing wide-legged black jeans and a white tee under his black zip-up jacket.
san went back to where wooyoung was and saw two plates on the kitchen island, "are you making me breakfast too!" san lit up, and his eyes glistered at the thought. wooyoung simply shrugged his shoulder and took one of the plates on the island, moved the food from the pan to the plate, and slid the plate in front of san.
"you like hashbrowns and omelets?" wooyoung asked to make sure he wasn't allergic or had anything against it.
"no, no I love hashbrowns and omelets!" san smiled, he went over to the fridge and picked up some juice from inside, "orange or mango?" he asked looking at wooyoung.
"mango" wooyoung replied as he put his food onto his plate. san poured both of them a cup of mango juice and set them on the island while taking a seat beside wooyoung, who had sat while san was pouring the drinks.
"bon appetít!" san exclaimed as he sunk his fork into the omelet, after taking a few bites he complimented wooyoung's cooking which earned him a 'thanks' back.
after they finished eating san cleaned the dishes and wooyoung went over to his bed and continued his manga, he had intended on doing the dishes if san wasn't so determined to do them since, by his logic, wooyoung cooked, and he'll clean up.
san was almost done cleaning when he heard a phone ringing, and judging by the ringtone it wasn't his. "woo, I think your phone is ringing," he informed wooyoung as he went back to cleaning when wooyoung got off the bed to pick up his phone.
he picked up the phone and saw the contact name 'mom' on the screen, wooyoung excused himself and went outside to answer the phone.
wy: hello
wy/m: wooyoung, can you lend me some money? i need to buy some groceries.
wy: i don't have any money with me
wy/m: cut the crap I know you got a lot of money from yujin's parents! now send me the money.
wooyoung hung up and sent his mom the money.
wooyoung lived with his mom and younger brother, kyungmin. his mom started drinking and gambling 3 years ago and would always ask wooyoung for money. wooyoung truly loved his mom, the mom he knew, the mom he grew up with, not the mother she's become. if it weren't for college, wooyoung wouldn't have left kyungmin with his mom.
wooyoung would pick up kyungmin from school every friday and spend the day with him since he didn't have a lot of time to spend.
since wooyoung didn't have any classes or anything planned he decided he'd take his brother out to an amusement park.
wooyoung went back into his room where he saw san seated on the sofa eating a bag of chips, he went over to his closet and grabbed some brown pants, a collared shirt, and a brown vest.
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amore mio || wy • sn
Roman d'amourlove wasn't a happy memory for wooyoung. all he had ever gained from falling in love was the pain that wouldn't leave him. love for san, was different. love in sans eyes was wooyoung, in which san fell in love with wooyoung and eventually so does w...