[top: wooyoung | bottom: yeosang]
words: 12800- where their lives together first started, and how their son changed their lives forever.
(the unanticipated prequel to 'More than expected')"Excuse me, could you move over a little please? You're blocking the water." Wooyoung heard someone say while he was tying his laces, looking up to see the bottle filling fountain beside him that he hadn't even realized was there prior.
"Oh shit, sorry–" Before he finished, his eyes landed on the absolute angel of a boy before him. Skin fair and pink from exhaustion, dark brown locks coming over to cover his eyes slightly but he could just about make them out beneath, his pink lips parted as he took in little breaths. His figure was slim, tiny little waist and flat stomach; the bottom of it barely visible by the way his shirt had rose up slightly.
"Dude, all I asked was for you to move out of the way..." The voice continued, Wooyoung choking in reply.
"R–Right, sorry." Wooyoung snapped out of his daze and shuffled over, allowing the male access to the water fountain as he grabbed a small plastic cup, filling it up before taking a chug of it.
He continued to stand there, unable to form words. He knew it was wrong to stare at people but he couldn't help it when he was looking at the living statue moving before him. In his fifteen years of living he had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life.
"So, what team are you from?" The male inquired when he pulled the cup away from his mouth, Wooyoung's eyes becoming wide as he looked around him.
"Me?"
"No, the girl behind you." Wooyoung soon spun his head around, realizing there was nobody close enough to him for him to say "behind you" which left him feeling like an idiot. The male snorted at his reaction, making him feel even more embarrassed, "Yes, you."
"D-Dreamers Calypso." Wooyoung replied shyly, leaving the boy to make a face, which then made him raise a brow, "Why? What team are you from?"
"Treasure Republic." He smirked, offering a hand out as Wooyoung's eyes widened.
Of course this angel of a boy happened to be on the exact team that his crew were going up against this evening. He couldn't believe it. He felt his chest tighten, running a tongue through his teeth while taking the males hand into his own, shaking it. "So, you ready to lose?"
"Pfft." Wooyoung scoffed, rolling his eyes, "I should be asking you that question."
"Maybe I'll just have to try and hypnotise you again." He teased, biting his lip playfully, "Because with the way you were looking at me just now, I don't think you can concentrate very well."
Wooyoung's cheeks started to heat up, blood rushing to his head at the reply as he blushed, leaving the male only to start to laugh. "I'm Yeosang."
"Wooyoung."
"Well, Wooyoung, may the best man win." Yeosang bowed, giving a teethy smile before walking off to his team as his coach started to call them all over for practice time.
Wooyoung watched as he sashayed away, feeling his heart beat at a pace he'd never felt it go at before. He feared it'd leap out of his chest if he wasn't careful.

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