God knows what time it was right now— frankly it didn't matter. Wooyoung was startled awake by a sudden knock that grew more impatient the more time passed.
"Coming!" He groaned out.
Rubbing his eyes, he noticed that he must've not changed before sleeping, hastily wearing his slippers, he made his way through the house and checked the peephole, seeing a mop of blond. Recognizing that head, he yawned lightly, eyes squinted as he opened the door.
"Yeosang? What are you doing here?" A small sheepish smile graced the olders face, a light blush coating his cheeks, shoving his hands forward. It only now registered that Yeosang wasn't there empty handed, and Wooyoung looked down to see a overflowing basket in Yeosang's hold. "What's all this?"
"It's a little gift basket... sort of my apology..." Yeosang's face softened slightly as he sighed, "I'm so sorry, Woo. I treated you so poorly today. It wasn't even your fault. So much shit happened to you last night, and I just decided to make it worse and add something else for you to worry about. I'm such an idiot, I'm sorry, Woo—" An embrace stopped him from rambling on.
"Shush, it's okay... I forgive you..."
The words escaped so easily. He guessed he really did forgive him... That didn't mean he wasn't hurt by the words, but in a sense it didn't matter right this moment. Having the older in his arms in such a state seemed unsettling to him. Yeosang was always the strong one, always the one holding him... So, for him to be here— rubbing his friends back, as he lets the older let out his tears— seemed odd.
They stood there for a while, Wooyoung softly pulling on the untrimmed strands along the others neck. When the older stopped sniffling, they pulled away, Yeosang showcasing a small, shy smile, with red cheeks and his teary eyes glistening.
Wooyoung returned the smile, so Yeosang started. "That is why I brought over this," he signaled towards the goodies.
Wooyoung let out an airy chuckle, "and what's in this, Yeo?"
His smile grew, "well I'm glad you asked. In here, I have a fuzzy blanket, a bottle of champagne, some beers if you wanted, your favorite snacks, as well as some good ol' barbie movies. A classic, of course." He seemed pleased with himself, and Wooyoung raised his eyebrows in surprise. "But most special of all... I bought this..."
He timidly handed Wooyoung a small box that was stuffed to one side of the basket. A stunned look was sent to the older as he saw the logo on the top of the box. "You shouldn't have..."
"You deserve it." With a nudge, Yeosang urged the boy to open it. Inside, there lie a beautiful pendent staring back at Wooyoung. "This was very hard to find, by the way."
"What is it?" Wooyoung asked as he lifted the necklace into the light.
"Look into it," he smiled. Doing so, Wooyoung understood immediately what this was. It was a necklace that said the words 'I Love You. Forever and Ever.' in every language.
Tears brimmed the younger's eyes, looking at Yeosang with admiration and love blinding his vision. He was stunned, that no words escaped him even if he tried, so the older just embraced him. He tightly hugged him back, breathing in the faint scent of his best friend, and enjoying the warmth he was given. "Thank you... I love you too, Sangie."
"I know," the older whispered. "Now, come on, let's watch some barbie movies!" Chuckling, Wooyoung let his best friend enter the house and followed suit, both getting ready for the unexpected movie night.
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Choi San sat by his office again, swarmed with piles of work. He dropped off Wooyoung early in the day, and hadn't heard much of him since.
He couldn't deny that he was worrying about him a little. The younger seemed very distracted all throughout the ride, uncharacteristically silent, and just off. He noticed the odd behaviors from Wooyoung but never pressed further as he didn't want to pry, but he couldn't push past the idea of how unnaturally pale he looked, making the dark circles appear more apparent than usual.
He was considering contacting him, but never got around to it. So, he checked his phone to see the time 10:59 pm. He sighed. He hoped that Wooyoung was asleep right now. He would text him tomorrow morning before work, to ease his mind a little.
Pushing aside the thoughts of Wooyoung, he tried to regain focus on the task at hand, but quickly gave up, rubbing his temples in frustration. The thought of going to his house crossed his mind, but eventually he decided not to. All this could be done tomorrow.
Ultimately he decided to pack up his things, he should head home. He stayed in the company for far too long, that only few staff stayed behind. Once he walked out, his secretary got to her feet, and stood by his side immediately.
"You're leaving sir?"
"Yes, Siwoo. I'll see you tomorrow," he said, waking away.
"Should I email you your schedule tomorrow?" She asked quickly, keeping up with his pace.
"Yes, that would be appreciated."
"Okay," she checked off something in her notepad, and he nodded, slipping out of the company without much trouble, as not many people were there, however, still waved at whoever he passed by.
Once out, he walked into his personal driver's car, since he left his car keys at home before leaving. "Where to, sir?"
San thought about it, before tiredness stepped it's way into his brain, "home."
The driver nodded, and started his way there. Before the silence enveloped them, the driver eyed San from the mirror, "sir Choi?"
"Hm?" San asked without looking up from his phone, raising a brow.
"I was informed Miss Jiho and the Yangs would be coming tomorrow morning to have breakfast with you and your family."
Momentarily, San's eyes perked up, before dropping again, and replying nonchalantly with a shrug, "they're welcome to come." A nod came as a response, as he continued to drive the silent vehicle.
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