stalker . woosan

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(i gave mingi a new hair color, cause red mingi is superior!)

wooyoung clapped as he won laser tag as well. "that's 3 for 1! told you i'd win!" san just watched the boy cheer as if he didn't let him win on purpose.

"i really thought i would've won." san gave a fake pout before he looked down at the boy who was now hugging his arm. his eyes curved into crescents as he smiled. "tired?" he cooed as he got a nod in return. "let's go find the others."

wooyoung nodded as san had led them to the two taller men.

mingi had handed yunho a fourth plushie, not really facing him as he tried swiping his card again, realizing he wasted his last points to win it. "boom! is four plushes good enough for you? i'd buy more coins if-" he turned to expect the male to be smiling but he saw him struggling to take it in his arms with the other ones. "no! four is enough! you're the best!"

mingi smiled, taking the biggest one out of his arms, jokingly speaking. "i deserve a kiss" yunho rolled his eyes, slightly looking down at him as he pressed a kiss against his lips, making the now red haired male smile.

"ew!" a high pitch voice was heard as the two giggled, turning to face wooyoung.  yunho  flipped him off as he nodded. "im assuming you're here cause you wanna go home, lets go."

mingi's mood changed as he saw san again, taking out his keys as he lead the trio outside, back to his car. yunho looked at him carefully and worried before getting into the passenger seat. his eyes saw his backpack, his breath hitched as he quickly adverted his eyes, kicking his bag slightly out of view.

wooyoung got in with a yawn, rubbing his eyes, waiting for san before laying his head on his lap again.

the drive to wooyoung's house wasn't that bad, but it was now night. san was sleeping over this time. something about wanting to be by his side, and wooyoung just agreed. "goodnight guys!" wooyoung exclaimed as he looked at the two through the passenger's window.

"goodnight woo, be safe."

"yeah, call us if anything."

wooyoung nodded, blowing a friendly kiss at them before backing away, skipping to his front door with san behind.

he entered the house, kicking off his shoes as he went upstairs. san followed behind, fighting the urge to pick at his skin. "woo..? did i do something wrong?"

"what?" the blonde looked at the boy with confusion all over his face as he pulled out two hoodies from his closet. "what makes you say that?"

"i, um.. i don't think they like me, and you hardly spoke to me on the way back.."

tears stung san's eyes as he couldn't mak eye contact with his best friend. wooyoung on the other hand, walked over to him. his hands right on his waist before his fingers hooked onto the hem of his shirt. "it's okay san, they don't have to like you, but just know, you did nothing wrong."

san's breathed hitched as he saw wooyoung's actions, feeling his cold skin against his warm hip. his words were muffled in his ears as his mind fogged up. "woo.. what are you doing-"

san shivered suddenly as his chest was bare. wooyoung had stripped his shirt off so quickly, he couldn't process it as he saw wooyoung do the same to himself.

"hm?"

"wooyoung."

"yes, sani?"

"im confused.."

"don't be, we're not doing nothing." wooyoung faced him with dull eyes as he put the hoodie on over his head, putting it on correctly before grabbing the spare on his bed. "i was getting us dressed." san's cheeks flushed up in embarrassment as he nodded stupidly, letting wooyoung put the hoodie on him.

"im sorry."

wooyoung plugged in his dead phone as he laid next to san. "for what?"

"for everything.." the gut feeling san had earlier had return, but it worsen. he doesn't know how to get rid of it, so he thought apologizing would help. it didn't, just made it even more worse.

"you're fine san, i told you, i promise to never leave you alright?" wooyoung patted his head, pecking his forehead.

"yeah.. goodnight youngie."

"goodnight sani."

san was the first to fall asleep, wooyoung fighting his sleep. his phone turned on a few minutes ago, as he got messages coming in. many from his boyfriend, the groupchat and random notifications from some media accounts. he was going to ignore them but one caught his eye.

"break up..?" wooyoung muttered to himself as he read over and over the notification.

' it's not you, it's me. i hid a lot from you, i used you. i just don't believe we're working out, i want to break up.'

he bit his lower lip to suppress any noise as he looked over to make sure san was still asleep. "at least, you aren't hiding anything.." his eyes fluttered shut as his phone fell out of his hand, cuddling into san.

the truth comes out some day. what if that some day is around the corner?