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The next morning San immediately noticed the stares and weird looks Wooyoung was sending him from the moment he went outside his room. There was this weird look he had in his eyes when he looked up at him from where he was sitting on the couch and if he were to be honest, he didn't look like he got any sleep last night. Suddenly the look Wooyoung gave did not have any importance.

Did he not sleep at all? Was he worrying over the things that happened?

They looked eachother in the eyes and Wooyoung was the first one to break the eyecontact. He looked down at his feet and his grip on the couch either side of him tightend.

"Good morning," San tried to say and left for the kitchen when there was no response coming from him. He leaned against the counter and let out a sigh. The atmosphere between them was weird. Definitely weirder than the day before and San didn't know what happened.

Did he change his mind on being in peace with San? Did he do something wrong? And foremostly: why did he care?

He frustratedly went through his hair and let out another sigh before dropping his arm to his side. More than Wooyoung, he was the one that was acting weird all of a sudden. All caring and stuff when he really didn't. There was something wrong with him recently and the fact that he couldn't explain it makes everything just worse.

Or maybe it wasn't so sudden after all and he was just a master in suppressing his emotions. San shook his head when he noticed Wooyoung entering the kitchen. He looked at him with a curious gaze but San turned away and looked inside the fridge.

"I should look for a place to stay today." San halted and turned to Wooyoung with a questioning gaze. So there was really something up with him and he must have done something for him to feel the need to leave.

Wooyoung stood there with an unchanging face. He was stiff under San's gaze, but he could see it. The curious look he was sending San as if to check his reaction.

"Is there something wrong?" Wooyoung tested and tilted his head to the side as if to challenge San.

San watched him cautiously as he turned around fully, the open fridge completely forgotten. His eyes shifted between Wooyoung's eyes before lifting an eyebrow.

"No, not at all. Why would there be." He turned his body to the fridge once again before closing it, this time with a bottle of milk and cereals in his hands. He tried to seem unbothered while reaching for two bowls in the cabinet, lips pursing as he put everything down on the table.

He wasn't bothered. Not at all. There was no bugging feeling of annoyance thinking about Wooyoung staying somewhere else and feeling more comfortable than here with him.

But he couldn't blame him. Not many people could put up with the cold hearted San anyway, he thought with a bitter smile as he turned to Wooyoung, who had been watching him the whole time with curious eyes.

"Whatever you feel comfortable with. I didn't expect you to stay for long either." He said with a sigh of relief as he sat down, not liking the way he sounded bitter, but really, he just couldn't help it.

Wooyoung scoffed in annoyance and stamped to the chair opposite of San as he plopped down and reached for the other bowl on the table.

"Oh wow, and I thought for a second you might be sad."

San let out a sound of surprise as he put his spoon down and gulped down the food in his mouth.

"Me? Sad because of you not staying at my place? I get a feeling that you might have misunderstood me there." He said coldly and continued eating without meeting Wooyoung's gaze.