BET

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Yeosang stared at the blonde in front of him who was checking the interior invested. The blonde was bold to invite himself in not even his own house but Wooyoung's. The younger knew Wooyoung wouldn't care one bit but still; he was alone with his 2 year crush, in his best friend's house and he had absolutely no idea what was he supposed to do.

"Uhm so. Wanna sleep?" Seonghwa suggested as if he read his distressed thoughts. "Wow you came all the way here to sleep?" Yeosang asked in disbelief, eyes big with innocence. Seonghwa laughed at that, slowly nearing the younger. "No," he placed a kiss on the shorter's nose, making the latter's breath hitch. "I came here to sleep cuddling you and then eat together with you" Seonghwa confessed, admiring the blushing paint he urged from the raven head.

Yeosang at loss of words just nodded his head heading towards Wooyoung's bedroom but was stopped by a sudden exclamation sound the older made. "What was that for?" the younger cried, a hand on his chest. "A little bird told me you like plushies. So. Here" the blonde revealed mechanically, the hand holding the plushie stretching towards the shorter.

Yeosang stared at the cute plushie for three seconds before he hesitantly accepted it. It was so soft that he pulled it in his embrace in a second. It smelled like Seonghwa too. Such a heartwarming combination. "Thank you so much, he is adorable" the younger said, eyes turning animatedly soft for a moment.

Seonghwa didn't think it before he cupped Yeosang's cheeks to give a peck on the corner of his lips. The latter audibly gasped, looking right at the older's soul.

The ever so cocky Seonghwa froze, his heart beating alarmingly faster. Clearing his throat he acted as if it didn't have the same impact it had on the younger. "So sleep?" He asked again. The younger just turned silently around to lead the way, both of them laying on the bed beside each other awkwardly.

After a minute of trying to find a comfortable position in the foreign bed Seonghwa stretched his arms to wrap them around the teenager, trapping him in his hold. He smirked at the look the younger gave him. "What? I gave you my plushie, the least you can do is become mine for this once." He shrugged closing his eyes and falling asleep almost immediately. San was rushing him like the world would end if they were 2 seconds late, boy tore him down.

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"San! Aren't you going a bit too slow?" Wooyoung groaned in the passenger's seat. San unconsciously glared at the younger at that, making him glue his lips together mentally. "Why are you rushing?" He replied as sassily. "The show doesn't start until 3 it's only 12!" He continued. Wooyoung titled his head at the side. "We could use the extra time for sight seeing" he pouted.

San's heart skipped the tiniest bit at the sight. Without further ado he pressed the pedal speeding up. "If you want sight seeing, sight seeing you get milady" San replied in a funny accent.

Wooyoung did a childish happy dance at this and clutched his hand around San's wrist. "Thank you so much!" He exclaimed, kissing San's knuckles right after.

Even though Wooyoung didn't even spare a thought at his actions; he was naturally affectionate after all, San's breath stopped dead in his throat at that. He felt tingles in his stomach. The thought kicked his brain in a not so beautiful way as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He was not gay. He likes girls. That's right I like pussy he reassured himself.

After a silent ride with random chit chats in which one of those let him know San is from Namhae, they arrived at their destination. They got off the car and Wooyoung stretched his arms over his head calming down his sore muscles. "Damn I love car rides but it's tiring for my muscles" Wooyoung huffed, San nodding in agreement.