Chapter 8 - A Touch

427 17 5
                                    


Wooyoung and San were in class.

Wooyoung looked out the window to see the trees swaying in the wind. He's extra tired today, he got a decent sleep, 5 hours, he didn't eat breakfast or drink any water though, so it's making him even more exhausted, mentally and physically.

Wooyoungs eyes moved onto San, the blonde boy was looking at him.

Wooyoungs eyes felt heavy so he looked away, trying to keep them open to get the notes off the board and pay attention.

San watched as the boys head would droop every few seconds, obviously exhausted. It's only their second class, he has a while before he can sleep in the library.

---

During their 10 minute break, Wooyoung fell asleep at his desk, not very peacefully, he would turn around here and there, noticeable to San, who kept a slight eye on his condition the whole class.

---

Finally lunch time came around and Wooyoung managed to fall asleep in the back of the library at a dark table.

San was sitting with his friends in the cafeteria, they were all talking and discussing things like they usually do, Seonghwa and Yunho were being as cringy as always, Yunho being a big simp.

San then stood up, "I'm going to the library"

"Huh? Why?" Seonghwa asked.

San didn't respond and just waved before heading straight to the library.

While on his way there Mingi came up to him as he left the restroom.

"Where are you going? Study?" Mingi asked, kind of snickering.

"Sure" San rolled his eyes, trying to walk around the annoying jack ass in front of him. (Sorry mingi I love you ㅠㅠ)

Mingi grabbed Sans elbow to keep him where he was. San immediately became defensive and yanked his arm out of the boys hold.

"Don't fucking touch me" San then continued down the hall.

"Are you gonna try fucking that guy next? Girls were too boring for you?" Mingi laughed, causing San to pause.

San isn't the one to really care much about what his enemies say, but this time his comment really ticked him off.

San approached Mingi quickly before grabbing him by his shirt collar to pull him close.

"Say that shit again and you'll get fucked up, this isn't a threat, it's a warning" San said, then pushing Mingi away as he let go of his now crinkled shirt collar.

Mingi was quite shocked as San never actually reacts to what he says, but it only made him think that the boy he talks to must be very special to him.

---

San made it to the library, he looked around for a while but didn't take long to find the sleeping boy.

San sat beside him after pulling up a chair to do so. He saw as the boys hands were gripping his own arms so tight his finger tips went white.

The blonde reached his hand out and rested it onto Wooyoungs. San was a bit shocked to see Wooyoungs hands loosen their grip quickly, almost immediately after he touched him.

San moved his hand off and leaned back in his chair, just watching Wooyoungs sleeping self, questioning things in his head.

San began having thoughts of hugging Wooyoung since they first met, for some reason Wooyoung seems like a comforting person to him. But aside from these thoughts, San questions his sexuality, simply because his heart races around Wooyoung so much.

'How could I go from liking women to liking a man?' San thought.

San got up and headed to some bookshelves to look through them. He isn't a reader, but what else does he have to do to stop overthinking his and Wooyoungs relationship, there's also still 20 minutes left of the lunch period.

San sat back down at the table after getting a small manga book from the shelves.

He opened it up and looked through the photos, not caring for the story line.

He looked back at Wooyoung when he saw movement from him in the corner of his eye.

Wooyoungs face turned towards San, his eyebrows were furrowed and his hands were clenching his arms yet again.

San closed his book and slid it aside before reaching out again to touch the boys hand, not really thinking it would do much but hoping it would, Wooyoung quickly relaxed once again and his sleep became peaceful yet again.

San pulled his hand away and furrowed his eyebrows, confused as to why Wooyoungs body relaxes when he touches his hand, is Wooyounf secretly awake and playing with him?

"Wooyoung" San called out casually.

All he received was a small, short hum from Wooyoung. San felt just a tad of relief, knowing he was actually asleep.

The blonde leaned back in his chair and continued watching the sleeping boy, like investigating him, scanning him as he slept.

---

Once the bell rang, San walked away seeing as Wooyoung was waking up on his own, fleeing the scene.

Wooyoung got up and rubbed his eyes a bit before heading back to his class. During class as he began to wake up more, he questioned again how he slept so well, it was confusing, but as he didn't see San next to him he figured it was only a coincidence.

---

Wooyoung was pretty exhausted the rest of the day, the teacher found it disrespectful how all of a sudden he's dozing off so much during class, currently it was science period, the male teacher being more strict than the others.

"Woo, come up and solve this one on the board" the teacher spoke harshly but blankly at the same time, a mix between the two.

Wooyoung died internally for a moment, only to die inside more when San began talking back to the teacher, causing Wooyoung to stay seated and listen to what he had to say.

"I never pay attention during your class, why do you have to pick on the only smart kid in here who obviously doesn't need any help, not saying I wanna go up there, but it's kind of...what's the word...pointless"

San and the teacher had a bit of a stare down for a moment.

"If you wanna talk like that, take it to the principals next time, I don't tolerate it" the teacher scolded.

"I don't tolerate idiots, I know what you do online, don't play with me or you'll be playing with your career" San smacked.

There was silence in the classroom, despite San helping Wooyoung out of the situation, Wooyoung was slightly disturbed as to how San could be so blunt and disrespectful towards a teacher, and with no hesitation or a care in the world...though what San said last did affect these thoughts a bit.

---

CarelessWhere stories live. Discover now