↱SACCHARINE↲ ⇾woojoong⇽

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Hongjoong wasn't really sure where Wooyoung was taking him, but he found himself completely at ease with the unknown fact.

His stomach was both wonderfully and sickeningly full and it left a soft humming glow to breach the surface of his skin, eyes closed against the setting sun and whipping wind that flooded into the car through the window he had opened without much thought, reaching his hand out to feel the breeze card through his fingers and try to control his body when in the end it was pointless.

He felt warm despite the evening chill and felt panicked when he caught his eyes prickling with sudden tears, unfamiliar with the sheer magnitude of the happiness that was crashing against his insides and sending his brain into shock.

Hongjoong blinked the wetness away and rolled the window up without a word, still trying to completely unravel the different shades of the sun as it breached the outlines of clouds and soared towards the edge of the world.

"Hongjoong," Wooyoung said, and the boy looked at him curiously, surprised to hear the other speak after being so unnaturally quiet.

"Are you gay?"

Hongjoong visibly tensed at the sudden question, the labeling words making his face contort and hands stiffen nervously against his thighs.

He thought about picking at the stitching of his jeans to keep himself busy.

Or rolling down the window again to drown out everything he'd always tried so hard to push down to avoid his world falling apart altogether.

It wasn't even about being gay.

Not really.

Hongjoong knew, of course he knew, it was just as easy and simple as recalling your name, knowing your age.

It was a deep and unexplainably buried admittance that had always been there, without choice or reason or fault.

But there was always so much more to it than that, the weight of the world and the despicably unfair repercussions that Hongjoong felt as though he was still suffering through without even being out yet.

"Oh." The boy mumbled, short and choked as he avoided the other's gaze and slumped into the seat.

"I mean, I know I saw you getting your ass kicked because they thought you like dick, but that doesn't necessarily mean it's true." Wooyoung tried to reason sympathetically, but it was obvious he was retracting back almost fearfully, eyes dropping with disheartening avoidance that made Hongjoong weary.

Wooyoung had seemed bothered at the restaurant after Hongjoong pulled his little stunt, a moment the boy still couldn't exactly put together in his head all that well, but after a while, his glowing spirit had seemed to retain on its own.

After dinner they filed back onto the main street where they had walked and chased birds beneath wooden fans and golden arches, admiring the views before going back to the car where Wooyoung had slid behind the wheel without a word.