To Be Loved... (BOOK 1)

Amicus Ad Aras

Wooyoung's POV:

Felix and Hyunjin have been gone for almost an hour. Although I wasn't worried, my curiosity got the best of me.

"Jinnie?" I lightly knocked on his door, but there was no answer.

"Wooyoungie." San whispered, making me jump. "You need to stop being so nosey." He smiled. "You don't need to see what they're doing."

"Shut up, it's for my sanity." He silently laughed at my ridiculousness. I opened the door and my heart warmed by the sight. I grabbed San's wrist and dragged him over so he could see. Hyunjin and Felix were completely attached to each other as they slept. I almost felt like I was having deja vu; opening the door just to make sure they were okay, seeing them asleep in each other's arms in this bed, being happy that they were happy. It was a familiar feeling that I missed.

"Did this help your sanity?" I closed the door gently and started to smile. "They move fast." San took my hand and led me out to the backyard. I was fairly confused considering we've never actually been out here before. We laid down right in the middle on the grass and stared up at the sky.

"Is this helping your sanity now or something?" I turned my head towards him and smiled. We were a few feet apart, but close enough for our hands to stay in reach.

"I need to talk to you about something."

A wave of anxiety rushed through me. He didn't sound happy nor did he look it so it's safe to assume this is serious.

"Okay." My brain started to rattle off the list of things he could possibly say and majority of them had to do with the way I've acted lately. I know I've been a lot to handle. I don't want him to think I've been taking advantage of his kindness because that's the last thing I'd ever do. I'm grateful that he's been so patient with me throughout all of this because it can certainly take a toll on someone after a while.

"I got a full ride scholarship for football." I was instantly in a strong game of tug of war in my mind. I'm so happy he's been recognized for all his efforts and hard work because he truly deserves it. The other half of me is terrified he's going to leave me. "The school is just a little over an hour away and I'd stay on campus." That added more thoughts to my head. Will he want to breakup? Would he want to try long distance? Unfortunately, I feel like it could genuinely go either way. Why wouldn't the super hot football player want to be single for his first year of college? But on the flip side, why go to such great lengths for someone you're just going to leave anyway? "You're mad, aren't you." He sighed.

"No, I'm not."

"But you're not saying anything."

"Sorry I don't think at the speed of light." I rolled my eyes. "No, I'm not mad. If there's anyone who deserves this, it's you." He seemed relieved so far. "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Sannie, this isn't about me. This is your life and your career. You need to make that decision." He seemed shocked that I was telling him to care about himself for once. It's not that I don't, it's just that I've been the one getting coddled every day.

"Well, I want to be with you." He sounded afraid that I didn't feel the same. He should know by now that I'll stay by his side even if he moved to another country.

"You do know everything you'd be sacrificing, right?" Although I would be overwhelmingly devastated if we decided to break up, I still want him to do what he thinks is best no matter what.

"Like what?"

"Flirting at parties, drunk hookups, things like that."

"I don't care about any of that." He shook his head and turned on his side to face me. "I just care about us. I don't plan on being the party guy anyway."

"Oh really?" I smiled, knowing how much he loves to get absolutely wasted with a hundred people watching.

"Yeah, my potential roommate may or may not have given me a curfew and a schedule of all the things we're going to do in the dorm."

"Please tell me it's Yeosang." I tried not to laugh.

"It's Yeosang."

But of course, I broke out into hysterics anyway.

"He gave you a curfew?"

"He said 'I'm asleep by 10pm and if you stumble in at 10:30, I'm going to make sure you suffer' or something like that." I felt better knowing that his best friend would be his roommate. He'll have someone he trusts and cares for deeply. "So you're okay with all this?" He seemed nervous again.

"Can I still wear your jersey to your games?"

"You'd drive an hour just to watch me play?" He smiled.

"Um, duh. I'd be a fake fan if I didn't show up and let everyone know my boyfriend is the best on the team."

"I definitely wouldn't be the best on the team anymore."

I dramatically rolled over and laid on him horizontally. He playfully spanked my ass, making me squeak like a damn mouse. Embarrassing.

"You're still the best to me, Sannie." I stood up, wanting to go back inside. I held my hand out for San, but he was stubborn. I scoffed and knew he wanted me to try and stand him up myself. "Sannie." I whined, pulling on his arm. "Fine." I stood behind him and started to drag his entire body.

"Oh my god." He laughed, surprised at the speed I was moving.

"It's cold and I need to be loved, let's go college boy." I strained, still pulling him with all my strength.

"Okay, okay." He got off the ground and picked me up in his arms. "You're seriously okay with this? You want to do long distance?" He rested his forehead on mine, inching closer to my lips.

"I'm here to stay." I started to laugh, thinking about something I read online the other day.

"What's so funny?" He pouted.

"Nothing, nothing." I shook my head and kissed his nose. "I just thought of something I read recently. It's a Latin phrase that means life-long partner."

"That's fancy. Do you remember it?"

"Yeah, I think it was Amicus Ad Aras."

"It sounds like you're casting a spell." He smiled.

"Well I'm not. I'm declaring our undying love for one another." I lightly flicked him in the forehead and smiled at the little noise he made. He looked up at me and seemed completely lovestruck. "Stop staring, it's creepy."

"But I love you." I tried to contain my smile, fighting all the muscles in my face. "Kiss me." He didn't have to tell me twice. "What is it again?" He asked once he pulled away. "Amos Ad Aras?"

"Amicus Ad Aras." I corrected.

"Yeah, that's us."

He kissed me again, still holding me in his arms. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.