BET

-w25s-

Wooyoung couldn't fall asleep the whole night. San was already knocked off next to him since hours ago. Did he really give to and receive head from San? Did he really let himself get this much carried away? Good thing is San was drunk as fuck and the chances of him actually remembering is one in a million. He was so done that he could barely keep his words straight and Wooyoung doesn't know how to feel about that.

San was a tad bit more demanding than he expected him to be. A bit more manipulative that he'd thought he'd be. A bit more persuasive than he'd like him to be for his weak heart. San made sure so many times to let the younger know how much he's enjoying himself, moaning his name clearly so many times which made Wooyoung believe the older knew exactly what was happening despite the number of alcoholic cups he downed earlier.

Wooyoung's anxiety was eating him alive thus he found himself twisting and turning around on the bed at 5 o'clock in the morning. The party downstairs was long done, nothing but his and San's breathing being the only sound in the house. They both were dressed in the older's clothes. Wooyoung was wearing a loose shirt and San his sweats.

Huffing and puffing Wooyoung gave up on sleep that day, standing up when his eyes fell on the digital clock on San's wall which showed 6 am. Ruffling his hair he walked in the kitchen, grimacing at the mess the living room was.

After he drunk a cup of warm coffee and there was no sight of the taller he proceeded with cleaning the living room and kitchen. Maybe it was his stress, maybe his guilt. But something motivated him to make life a bit easier for the other this day.

After he threw the used kitchen papers that he cleaned the glass table with; he felt his heart drop down his stomach when he heard rushed stomps down the stairs. San's panicked voice calling his name echoed in the silent house.

"Wooyoung!" He shouted once again, stopping abruptly when he saw the younger standing in the middle of his surprisingly clean living room. Frowning at the younger's clothes, he strolled in big steps towards the younger who backed up alarmed at the hands stretching towards his body. San was quicker though, hands clutching on the shirt's neck pulling it down harshly, eyes wandering on the shorter's exposed skin before his eyes stopped at the purple hickeys.

"No, no, fuck no" San cried out frustrated, pulling his hair upset. "Wooyoung what the fuck" San whispered rubbing his face harshly.

Wooyoung's ears started ringing at the waves of anxiety that splashed through his body. What is he supposed to say? He did complain to San numerous times that they should stop but to his defense he had some drinks himself that lessened his logic. When San would continue to kiss his neck or shut him up with his own lips with the fuck-why-not mindset alcohol gave Wooyoung how could he say no?

Wooyoung's eyes started watering. He was genuinely scared of San at the moment. He glared at him with eyes that screamed loathe. "Why would you do that to me!?" He yelled and Wooyoung's jaw dropped.

"Do fucking what to you?" Wooyoung fought back. "Why would you get physical with me?" San shouted yet again and the raven head gasped in disbelief "San, you were the one that was demanding it!" Wooyoung shouted back pushing hardly San's chest with his palms.

"I was drunk!" San reasoned and Wooyoung's eyes squinted "Well I wasn't completely sober either! And I don't know if you remember but I begged you a lot of times to not proceed! You slid down to suck me it wasn't the other way around!" Wooyoung fought back, hurt and agitated.

San took a second to find words for that but all he managed to say is an angry "Get the fuck out" to which Wooyoung's tears fell down. "Are you for real?" Wooyoung mumbled, looking at the silver head through his eyelashes.

San waved an equally frustrated hand in the air "What do you think?" He pointed his sureness out. Wooyoung sobbed, bringing a fist to press on his trembling lips. "I fucking hate you, don't you dare come back apologizing San. Broken glass can't be put back together" Wooyoung said between hiccups as he ran to grab his pants which he wore hastily before he flew out of the door slamming it back behind him.

Even though Yeosang was still in Jeju and wouldn't come back until way later his house felt too haunting to be alone, so he gave the taxi the younger's address. He rushed in throwing himself on the younger's bed, smelling at the other's scent in order to calm himself down as if he was hugging the younger as he always did when he was upset.

Wooyoung wailed for hours. In fact he didn't stop even until he heard Yeosang's door opening. When the younger rushed to him he felt a little bit better at the other's care. When he finally managed to say to the younger what happened Yeosang was shocked.

"Yeosang I swear to god I pushed him away a lot times for him to give up because I knew, I fucking knew this would be his reaction" Wooyoung hid his face behind his hands as yet another set of sobs left this throat.

"But I got weak after a while of trying to change his mind. I fucking like him so much and I promise you the alcohol made me think differently. I didn't comply on purpose. I am not that kind of a person. I swear" Wooyoung cried loudly in the younger's arms.

Yeosang tried to shush him, afraid the older you have a panic attack. "I know Woo... both of you obviously weren't in your right state of minds" Yeosang reassured, rubbing Wooyoung's arms to comfort him.

"How about we lay down? You look exhausted" Yeosang suggested cautiously, pushing the older softly to lay down before he draped a blanket over them, taking the other in his arms, hands patting down his head to bring the sobs to an end. Yeosang sighed loudly when Wooyoung was finally asleep, eyes red from the tears the other shed.

Grabbing his phone he opened the messages app clicking on Seonghwa's name. He glared to no one in particularly as San's face flashed behind his eyes for a split second.

"What the fuck is wrong with your friend?"

A/N
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