𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 | 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐒𝐚𝐧

Chapter 12 (M):

San sat on the bathroom counter with Wooyoung between his legs. Wooyoung wiped below his mouth with a damp cloth.

"This looks pretty bad, San." Wooyoung said as he continued to clean San's skin.

"You should see the other guy." San smiled.

Wooyoung laughed at San's terrible sense of humor.

"I did." Wooyoung became a little more serious.

"What? When?" San questioned.

"I didn't go home San. I waited outside." Wooyoung said dropping his hand from San's cheek to land on his thigh.

"Please tell me you didn't interact with him." San felt his heart speed up as he searched for Wooyoung's gaze.

Wooyoung looked away and sighed.

"Wooyoung. What did you say to him?" San worriedly asked.

"I just asked him who he was. That was it. Nothing else." Wooyoung voiced.

"Oh, What did he say?" San questioned.

Wooyoung stalled his answer. He contemplated on if he should tell San that the man pushed him.

"He didn't say anything. He just walked past and ignored me." Wooyoung lied.

San breathed a sigh of relief.

"Its best if you don't know him. That would be a step towards a better life honestly." San said grabbing Wooyoung's arm, earning his attention.

"Wooyoung, please listen to me when I tell you this. Don't think about that guy. Don't try to figure out who he is. I really mean when I say this Wooyoung, he is a dangerous man." San spoke earnestly and warningly.

"San, he hurt you. At least you could maybe tell me what his name is?" Wooyoung voiced.

"I promise you Wooyoung, knowing his name isn't gonna help. I'm really begging you right now to just please leave this whole situation alone. I'm okay now. No need to worry about it." San pleaded.

Wooyoung looked back and forth between San's eyes. He studied the way his blinks were slow even though he could hear the anxiousness in his voice.

His eyes trailed to San's bottom lip, busted and bruised. He felt his hand unconsciously rise to it.

"What are you doing?" San spoke in an almost whisper.

"You're some sort of mystery, Detective Choi." Wooyoung also whispered.

The two shared a willful gaze, Wooyoung's thumb grazed over San's bottom lip.

San looked down to Wooyoung's lips as well.

"Can I kiss you?" San beckoned.

"Please." Wooyoung replied.

San cupped Wooyoung's face as he leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was slow yet eager, causing Wooyoung's hand to move to the back of San's neck to pull him in even more.

The feeling that this kiss brought was different than the first. It was passionate and meaningful. Their intentions had been very clear this time round.

San made a swift slide off of the counter, disconnecting their lips for a short time while flipping the both of them around to lift Wooyoung up and sit him in the spot he'd just been in previously.

Wooyoung's breath hitched and he bit back a moan when San's hand gripped his thigh. He ran his hands over San's broad shoulders and pulled him back in to kiss him again.

Lust and tension clouded both boys minds. Before he knew it, San's hand was making it's way up towards the waist band of Wooyoung's pants, tugging at it a little as he breathed into Wooyoung heavily.