Careless

Chapter 6 - Grip

Wooyoung began washing his hands in the schools bathroom, at the same time, someone else walked into the restroom, walking right up to Wooyoung.

"Do you always chill in the library during lunch?" The person asked.

Wooyoung turned to see the person was San. He finished washing his hands and dried them before looking at San once again.

"Did you follow me in here to ask me that?" Wooyoung asked in a soft voice, a bit uncomfortable talking in the restroom with San.

"I asked first"

Wooyoung paused, San tilting his head slightly to the side waiting for a response, leaning against the sink a bit.

"Yes..." Wooyoung finally responded, curing Sans impatience.

"Why? Don't you get hungry?" San asked, crossing his arms.

"Not really...I'd rather study...why are you asking me this? We are in a bathroom"

The two stopped, hearing boys talking from outside the restroom.

"San? Him? Ugh, he pisses me off, he's such an idiot but people treat him like a king" one of the boys said, their voices getting closer.

San and Wooyoung locked eyes for a moment and then San pulled Wooyoung into a bathroom stall, closing and locking the door behind them.

"What are you-"

San shushed him by putting his index finger in front of his own mouth.

Wooyoung didn't feel comfortable with how close they are in such a small stall, but the boys from outside the stall were now in the restroom, talking assumingly by the urinals from what Wooyoung could hear.

"I heard he's a man whore, he used to have a new woman every week"

"Did he fuck them then ditch them?"

Wooyoung felt even more uncomfortable hearing those things, cringing harshly internally, then he looked at San, who looked completely unphazed. They made eye contact again.

"Apparently they say he barely did anything with them, some said he has committment issues, some rumor he has erectile disfunction"

San rolled his eyes when they said that last part, while Wooyoung was internally questioning his life choices times 2.

"Oh, apparently his father sleeps with mistresses behind his wife's back"

Wooyoung saw the immediate change in Sans expression, Sans jaw was clenched and he looked really angry, before his anger could continue, the two boys from outside the stall left the restroom.

Once those two were for sure gone Wooyoung hesitantly reached his hand out, touching Sans upper arm to pat it for comfort...well...it was an attempt.

"What are you doing?" San asked suddenly, snapping Wooyoung out of it.

Wooyoung pulled his arm away swiftly, his elbow hitting the door suddenly causing him to let out a quick yet soft whine before rubbing his elbow.

San chuckled at the younger clumsiness, his smile made Wooyoung feel a little less awkward as he felt like San was no longer in a pissed mood if he can laugh at something like that, a smile also appearing on his own face.

Sans smile slowly faded as he felt his heart racing as the boy in front of him smiled back.

The two stared at each other in silence for a while longer until some other people came into the restroom.

"San? Are you still in here?" One of Sans friends called out.

Wooyoung and San both got nervous, not knowing what to do, San grabbed Wooyoungs thighs and picked him up to get his feet off the floor.

Wooyoung wanted to say something but instead he just gripped Sans shoulders tightly to keep himself from falling down.

"I'll be out in a sec" San replied, his grip on Wooyoungs thighs not getting any looser.

Wooyoung gulped as his eyes watered a bit from the pain and embarrassment he was enduring, his eyebrows furrowed a bit, hiding his face on Sans shoulder.

"Are you sick?" One asked.

"No, go first, I'll meet ya'll in a little bit"

"Okay, go to the nurse if you're ill"

The unfamiliar boys to Wooyoung left and when they were for sure gone San put Wooyoung down carefully and slowly. Wooyoung held back from the impulse of wanting to massage his thighs to let the slight tingling sensation go away, instead he opened the stall door and walked out, San following behind quickly.

Wooyoung avoided eye contact with San despite feeling his stare, finally looking at San to try and get him to look away but he didn't.

"You have nice thighs" San said, no shame whatsoever, his one eyebrow raising in a flirty kind of way.

"You're the pervert" Wooyoung spoke back, only receiving a small chuckle from San.

"I gotta go, my friends are waiting" San continued after finishing his small laughter.

"Wait" Wooyoung blurted. San raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for Wooyoung to finish. "Never mind, I forgot" Wooyoung finished, gulping at the end before giving an awkward smile with on only his eyes.

San looked him up and down before nodding and then leaving the restroom.

When he was for sure gone Wooyoung cringed at himself before heading out.

Wooyoung wanted to ask if what they said was true, about his father but he knew it wasn't his business and he needs to forget about it, especially since San seemed pretty upset about the topic when those guys brushed over it.

While Wooyoung was taking out the recycling after school, when he was focused on it, San walked up beside him.

"Do you only do chores and work? Is that your life?"

Wooyoung paused what he was doing and turned to look at San, a bit surprised he was there.

"Why are you here?" Wooyoung asked, a bit of weary in his voice as he spoke.

"Let's study, at your place" San responded shortly, straight to the point, definitely a demand, not a question.

"My place? Why?" Wooyoung asked quickly, very anxious about the idea, he's never brought anyone into his home, besides, anything could go wrong.

"I don't want to study at my own house, let's study at yours, are you hiding a dead body or something?"

The two were quiet for a while, Wooyoung not knowing how to reject him or just freely let him in.

"We can't study at my house" Wooyoung said bluntly and quick.