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Wooyoung hurriedly took a shirt from his wardrobe and got changed with the same smile of Yeosang hunting his mind the whole while.

But how could it be? After years of not hearing of him, he now finds him in a picture with San.

Were they dating by any chance? Wooyoung blushed at the idea. No, maybe they're just friends. Right? But San looks so happy with him, he thought as he took one last glance at the picture before exiting the room. San was still laying on the sofa and he guessed he must have fallen asleep so he quietly made his way to him.

His eyes were closed and Wooyoung took a blanket lying beside him and carefully put it over him. Then he noticed his head lying in a weird position that would surely cause him pain on the next morning. Wooyoung grabbed a pillow nearby and just as he was about to adjust it behind San's head, he grabbed his wrist and slightly opened his eyes. Wooyoung widened his eyes in surprise and tried to move back but the grip on his wrist did not falter, which caused him to stumble back against San's chest.

"What- San?" He was acting weird by just staring at him through half lidded eyes and he felt his nerves acting up. It was quiet for a while and they just starred into each other's eyes. Wooyoung frowned a little, confused at his sudden weird behaviour and blamed it at the alcohol. Just as he was about to ask him to move his hand away, San finally opened his mouth.

"...pretty." He quietly slurred with slow blinking eyes, as if he was about fall asleep any minute and Wooyoung looked back at him with big eyes, a blush spreading onto his whole face. He timidly glanced away and took his wrist out of his grip that has weakened by now that San closed his eyes. He quickly adjusted his pillow before quietly jumping away from him, as if he'd been burned by him.

San was acting weird, that was for sure. But what really was confusing to Wooyoung was that normally drunk people speak without thinking, speak without a filter. So does that mean, that is really how San thinks about him and acts normally?

What the hell, he nervously thought and touched his red and hot cheeks in embarrassment. He should stop giving drunk San a thought, he wasn't in his right mind.

He glanced up again, when he heard San moving. He turned to his sight and sighed with his mouth open. He should head back home, but now he didn't have any money to head back and he had no idea where he was. He wouldn't know how much he had to pay, not that he had any money with him. He thought whether he should call Mingi, but that probably wouldn't be an option, as he was the deepest sleeper there was. Wooyoung let out a big sigh and grabbed another glass of water with painkillers and put them on the table beside San.

San surely wouldn't mind if he stayed, right? He could just say the alcohol got him bad and he accidentally fell asleep. Wooyoung let out a whine in frustration at the uncomfortable position he found himself in and just took a seat on the sofa, across from San. He concluded that San didn't have the right to be angry at him, because he himself was the reason they were in this situation in the first place. So he just closed his eyes and welcomed the darkness.

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Oh boy, was he wrong.

When he woke up he found San across him with a scowling look on his face. He had a frown and dark sharp eyes and his arms were crossed. He had already changed into new fresh clothes and was washed up as he darkly starred at him. Wooyoung immediately straightened up from his position, as he fell asleep while sitting and quickly tried to fix his hair with his hands. He cleared his throat and took a quick glance at San, who was still sitting with the same expression on his face.

"Uhm..., good morning?" He winced at the cracks in his morning voice and looked down on his lap.

"What are you- No, what happened yesterday?" He demanded an answer, his gaze not faltering. Wooyoung had to gulp down a gasp at the change in demeanour from yesterday to now, from a soft and polite version back to his rude and cold personality. He wondered how he managed to change in such a drastic way and which of these were the true ones.