How You Became My Everything. | WooSan | 18+

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San and Wooyoung had gone to a diner after their clinic trip, ordering far too much food before finishing up and heading to the local park for a little walk together. They approached a river on their travels, sitting down side by side as they overlooked the water in front.

Conversation struck about the hectic week they'd both had, but the tone remained light and playful. They discussed their upcoming week, San breaking the news that just incase Wooyoung hadn't pieced it together, they would be having a friendly match with the shorter's previous school. Wooyoung nodded curtly, taking a breath in.

"It's okay, Sannie. I was with Yunho and Mingi last night whilst they were making those bets against the Riverview players. It's crazy how they didn't even seem to recognise me. To be fair, a few of those guys never really did much to me, just more or less turned a blind eye to it all. Funnily enough, that was the best I could hope for at the time." He kidded, assuring San that he could look back a little more lightly on the past now he had a lot to look forward to in his future.

San nodded and gave a small half-smile back, taking Wooyoung's comments with a pinch of salt. It was a little unnerving to hear Wooyoung poke fun at his own expense, but he understood that people had different ways of dealing with their own grievances and it was not his place to interfere. But he would never, ever forgive nor forget what those students had put Wooyoung through, even if Wooyoung himself did.

"Scum. Every single one of them. Even more so if they saw what was happening and didn't help. You're a better man than I ever will be, Youngie." San said as he pulled the shorter closer to him, kissing his forehead as he ran his hand soothingly up and down his back.

"Something is a little puzzling though." He went on, nudging Wooyoung so that the shorter would meet his eye line. "Our first meeting, and the first couple of days. I guess I want to know, knowing what I do now, is how come you were so... brave? You didn't know me. I could've been just like any other of those assholes from your last place. What if I was someone who would've hurt you for flirting a little? You were so bold."

Wooyoung sighed contently, as he broke San's gaze to move back over the tranquil stream of water. "Honestly, I don't know. I was just scared of being, well, scared. I fought with everything I had to make it this far, and I was so fucking sick of hiding who I was. I made a promise to myself to do the things I wanted to do, whether they would work out or not. I saw you for the first time, and I thought you were the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. The old me would've ran for the hills, terrified to bother you. I wanted you to like me, but our first impressions weren't great, and I was still pretty self-deprecating back then. If you were going to hit me or something, so be i-"

"I'd never lay a fucking finger on you." San intercepted assertively, unable to let Wooyoung carry on without making that fact crystal clear.

Wooyoung noddled understandably and stroked the taller's cheek.

"I know that now, babe. But I didn't then, and at least it would've been on my own terms. I also figured if you just wanted an easy hook-up, I'd go there too. I had nothing to lose and something to gain. Worth a shot, you know? I never thought you'd end up being the best chance I would ever take in my life." He finished as a whisper, hand still softly tracing San's structured face.

San processed all of Wooyoung's words. He could understand that the shorter acted on impulse due to being so oppressed for so long, and just thanked the heavens and fate that it were him that ended up alongside the boy, at the right place and right time. He kissed Wooyoung's lingering hand, finger by finger as he thanked him for being so appreciative.

"You were so bad." He went on smirking, determined to keep their mood light. "You were practically seconds away from asking me to bend you over the desk and rail you for being a naughty student."

Wooyoung flushed and flew his smack against the taller's mouth. "Hey!! People can hear you! We're in a public place with families and children close by. I was going through an identity crisis at the time. No teasing." He mumbled, eyes scanning the area around them.

San laughed muffled through Wooyoung's hand, before biting it so the shorter would let go.

"Jokes on you, I'm into that shit. You'll have to do something worse than that to have me backing down." Wooyoung commented, not even batting an eye to San's teeth sinking into his skin.

"Hmphaphfumphyhmphastihmphurhmph-"

"My God, okay okay! What were you saying you goddamn child?" Wooyoung taunted as he wiped his now wet hand on his leg, chuckling at San's attempts to speak mainly with his tongue.

"I said, how about when I can finally put you face down ass up and fuck your perfect little hole? Will that make you back down?" He questioned confidently, his face now mere centimetres away from the shorter.

"I don't think anyone around us but you heard that, Youngie."

Wooyoung's face darkened with a deep red hue immediately as he locked eyes with the taller, already feeling short of breath and hot to the touch because of his choice of words.

No. Not this time, Choi San. I'm taking you down with me. Wooyoung boldly confirmed to none other than himself.

Turning to properly go face to face with San, Wooyoung made another passing glance at his surroundings and realised nobody was close enough to properly see them. He hovered his hand milimeters above San's crotch, the taller feeling for the heat from his palm but not quite fully, before Wooyoung tore it away and started lightly stroking himself. He bit his lip at the teasing friction of the material over his cock, leaving the taller tense and insanely jealous that he was now neither receiving nor giving any pleasure.

"Yeah, something like that. It gets me so hot just thinking about you filling me up. That big, thick cock deep inside me. Pounding into me. Ruining me. Using me whilst I scream your name. Want to be crying and shaking from you. Want you to fuck me so badly, Daddy." He spoke through low moans, now plenty of steps ahead of this little game they loved to play.

San felt a stinging course of prickly shivers spread through his body. He took in Wooyoung as he was, sat facing him and staring at him with that almost drunk, lustful glimmer in his eye. Fair play, Wooyoung. Nice bite back baby, he thought to himself. Never one to back down, despite knowing fully that he would fall to his knees for the shorter the second he requested, he broke the stare to lean further in and meet Wooyoung's ear.

"If we were at home, I'd have already put a stop to this little act up of yours. Does that feel good, baby? Rubbing your cock infront of me and saying those filthy things to wind me up, just because I teased you a bit? Make the most of it whilst you can. You certainly won't be able to when it comes to it and I'm fucking you into the mattress until you can't breathe, filling you up to the fucking brim with my cum. Spanking that perky little ass until it's red raw. You are so, so in for it when those results come back. I am going to ruin you, you dirty little cum slut."

Wooyoung's eyes rolled back as he moaned desperately, a coil of heated pleasure swirling through his lower half. San really knew him. Every word crashed through him like a tsunami wave, and he had to ground himself with all of his might to not physically jump the taller in a public park.

"Y-you started it." he whimpered breathlessly.

"Mm. I'm gonna finish it too. Get to the fucking car, Wooyoung." San ordered lowly, standing and holding a hand out to the shorter, giving him a second to wrap his jacket around his lower half for... obvious reasons.