Wooyoung still blinks at San, still does not understand what exactly angered him so much just now. Because San is still very much glaring at him right now.
"Uhm... what exactly do you mean?", he reluctantly asks the older, who scoffs in return.
"Don't ask when it's pretty obvious what I'm talking about."
"Is it though? Because I have absolutely no idea what could have made you so angry just now if I'm being honest.", Wooyoung answers, now getting slightly pissed off as well.
"Why the fuck would you almost have a full on makeout session out there with Choi Yeonjun?"
"What?"
"Wooyoung -"
"Are you seriously pissed off at me for kissing Yeonjun when you were the one eating that girl's face first?", Wooyoung then asks, interrupting San before he can say anything, "Or is it because he's a guy? San, please, I thought we were already over-"
"No no no no it's not because he's a guy but what the hell were you thinking? I don't even know the girl's name. She had to do some dare from her friends and it happened to involve convincingly pulling a guy. She's hella gay though, so not like anything would have happened between us after that. Unlike you two though who looked like you were about to fuck on that dance floor!", San yells out.
"We were not about to fuck on the dance floor? What the hell?! I kissed him because I had just walked in on two people having sex and he was the first hot dude to appear in my sight, which is why I wanted to make use of that fact and try to forget what I had seen.", he yells back, watching how San takes a deep breath and then Wooyoung calms himself down as well to keep talking in a significantly less agitated tone. "That still doesn't answer my question from before though. Why do you mind so much?"
"If that was what you wanted then you could have asked me to help instead of Yeonjun!"
There is a short silence in the room from what San has just blurted out. They look at each other with wide eyes, both of them not having expected to hear anything like that from San. Wooyoung genuinely worries for a moment that he has just misheard. But replaying the entire scene in his head, he still hears the same exact sentence.
"W-what do you mean?"
San groans out frustratedly, covering his face with both his hands to rub over it. He does not answer Wooyoung immediately, simply takes a deep breath and sighs out audibly while making his way to the bed and sitting on its edge.
Wooyoung decides to follow him and sits down next to San, resting both his hands right next to himself on the mattress as he turns to look at the guy he once used to hate with a passion.
He gives him as much time as he needs, watching how San's expression changes repeatedly in the process of him thinking about what to say.
"I don't know, it's just... you confuse me so much, you know? You just... well, ever since I have been trying to be more understanding of the way you guys are, I've been seeing things a little differently too. I notice things I didn't notice before and I have learned so much that I did not know before either. Then last time when we were uhm... today... like when we got closer, I got hard too and... yeah...", San says, trailing off more towards the end and still not daring to look into Wooyoung's eyes as he is sitting there in shame. He is aware of how ridiculous he must sound to Wooyoung especially. But he really is so very confused and not sure what exactly he is even saying to begin with.
Wooyoung nods, taking in what San is saying and trying to think about his own opinion on it. He figures that San is worried something might be wrong with him. So he puts a hand on his shoulder an gives him a reassuring squeeze.
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travellers || Woosan
FanfictionJung Wooyoung hates Choi San. Choi San hates Jung Wooyoung. Wooyoung is part of a minority of people with a special gene, which awakens later in him than usual. Becoming a part of a secret organisation travelling into different realities to obtain r...