"I'm done", Wooyoung said when he came back to the other's room. Although, San offered it, he hadn't taken a shower. The unexpected collision with Jongho still made him feel a little uneasy, so he hurried to get ready.
Being alone in a room in this big house felt unsafe. 'It can be dangerous for boys like you running around a house full of devils.' For some reason Jongho's words just wouldn't leave his head. Yes, he had made fun of him, but he just couldn't stop thinking about 'the devils'. It sent goosebumps across his body.
He had brushed his teeth in record time and quickly changed into the clothes San had borrowed him, before basically running back to the older's room.
San was changing the bedsheets when Wooyoung burst into the room. He looked over his shoulder and briefly examined the younger with a smile on his face.
"My shirt suits you," he stated, gaze fixed on Wooyoung's upper body, not daring to look down at his naked legs.
The boy's cheeks immediately turned red. Why was everything this man said to him turning him into a blushing mess? Embarrassing didn't describe it at all. This was humiliating.
"Thank you", Wooyoung said, trying to sound as unaffected as possible. San shouldn't know just how much he was turned on by him. Despite only knowing him for two days. "It's a little big on me though. Makes it looks like a dress almost", he whined.
"I don't see a problem there", the older chuckled and patted the bed. "I've got the bed ready for us. Are you tired?"
Wooyoung tried his best to ignore his perverted thoughts and just nodded. "A little, yeah... School was so stressful and exhausting today."
Concern took over San's expression. "Did something happen?" he asked with a serious tone.
The younger shrugged. "Just the usual stuff. Teachers expecting us to know everything and live for their subject.."
"I've never went to school, but I can imagine how draining it can be," San mumbled.
"Yeah, like why do professors think we've got the time for millions of class projects, presentations, tests and homework? I'm pretty sure they aren't human. Must be some dangerous species", he grumbled angrily.
San had to stop himself from laughing loudly at that. If only Wooyoung knew his teachers were nothing in comparison to him.
"Don't get so worked up over it, Young-ah. How about you test out how comfortable my bed is?", the man chuckled.
The younger's face immediately lit up. He took a running start and jumped onto the bed, almost landing on San.
Stretching his arms and legs out, he lay like a starfish in the middle of the mattress. A content sigh left his mouth. "I give your bed 9 out of 10 comfy points", he said with closed eyes.
"Why only nine?", San asked, raising a brow. "Is it not enough for princess Wooyoung?"
The boy giggled. "I never give 10 points. I am a highly respected critic."
"A bed critic?"
"You make it sound childish", Wooyoung huffed, opening one of his eyes to glare at the man.
"I apologize deeply, your highness." San bowed playfully, before winking at the younger, grabbing him by the waist and yanking him over to the side of the bed.
"AAH- Hey, what are you doing??", Wooyoung screeched.
"I like that you're comfortable in my bed, but when you lie in the middle like a starfish, there's not enough space for both of us", San chuckled.
"Meanie-", Wooyoung huffed.
San just smiled to himself before lying down next to the boy. There was enough distance between them so that they didn't touch each other, but for some reason Wooyoung felt the urge to scoot closer to the man beside him.
——————-
maybe i can get a grip and start updating regularly again.
christmas eve is in ten days what the fuck.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
