BET

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"Ugh"
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"Hffff"
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Sigh

"Okay what the hell?" Yeosang whined as he dropped his pen on the desk. Wooyoung just stared at his phone not even acknowledging his best friend. Yeosang raised his hands in disbelief. "Woo!" He pushed the other's shoulder to wake him up from his trance.

Wooyoung flinched hard before glaring at the younger. "The fuck?" He exasperated, eyes accusing. "You've been huffing and puffing and you literally ignore me. What's wrong? Spill" Yeosang demanded.

"No I didn't?" Wooyoung defended. Yeosang rolled his eyes at that. "Yes you did. What are you thinking about?" He insisted. Wooyoung sighed again and Yeosang pointed at him with a hand validating his observations. "Okay" Wooyoung said straightening his pose.

"Okay what?" Yeosang urged impatiently. It wasn't like Wooyoung to be hesitant around him. It kinda hurt. "San" Wooyoung spilled. But it was nowhere informative. "San what Woo?" Yeosang sighed starting to get frustrated. "San kissed me on our trip" the older confessed and Yeosang stood up abruptly at that. "He what?" He shouted a bit louder than needed gaining a judging look from the librarian. He bowed his head in apology.

"Shut up" Wooyoung cried at the unnecessary loudness. He proceeded with the story though, telling him about the guy at the show. "Wait, wait what?" Yeosang exclaimed. "Why are you telling me that now? Are you okay?" He interrupted. Wooyoung sighed again. "Obviously" he pointed at his intact body. Yeosang rolled his eyes at the attitude of his friend. "Look, if you're gonna be a bitch about it I'll go study with Yunho" Yeosang said irritated. He was just being worried. I mean who would not if they were told that their best friend almost got molested if it wasn't for San?

Wooyoung rubbed his face with a sigh. "I'm sorry, you're right. I'm okay don't worry" he reassured, clutching on Yeosang's palm for emphasis. He continued on, telling him everything that unraveled back on the show and the hotel. "So San likes you?" Yeosang concluded but his friend shook his head. "I wouldn't say that" he said looking at his screen. San hasn't texted him ever since they came back. I mean he was being very optimistic waiting for a text when San is... well San.

"Maybe he is confused you never know" Yeosang shrugged. "I wouldn't almost kill the boy I like though" he whispered with venom in his voice. He almost stood up to find San when Wooyoung told him about the car incident but Wooyoung made him swear on silence or he wouldn't talk to him for the rest of the school year. He wasn't joking.

"Let's do something" Wooyoung suggested, sinking in his chair. Yeosang smiled at him in a fake manner as he pushed his pen towards Wooyoung. "Let's study you idiot. We have an exam next week" Yeosang remarked to which Wooyoung shot him a restless look. "Next fucking week Yeo, exactly" Wooyoung whined. Yeosang laughed at him ignoring his request completely. "You could go hang out with San then" he sing sang.

"You wanna hang out with me?" A sarcastic voice boomed behind them and both of the boys' blood ran cold. Wooyoung turned his head in slow motion eyes meeting with San's catlike ones. He decided he wouldn't pussy out of this though.

"Yes" he replied confidently, Yeosang spitting out his sip of coffee at that, mumbling curses at the coffee staining his paper.

"Well then come" San smirked, a hand out for the younger to grab. Wooyoung wasted zero time, grabbing his bag before he wrapped his fingers around San's palm, a bright smile offered to the older. And like that both boys waltzed out of the library, leaving Yeosang in a very appreciated silence. He indulged himself in studying acting methods and theories for his upcoming test. It wasn't hard in practice but in theory it had a lot of blah blah and Yeosang didn't want to be unprepared.