Odd Ones Out

if it's for you, i have the strength to move anything ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

It's quite funny how life works, Wooyoung thinks. Because his day could, in fact, get much, much worse.

He currently finds himself at his friend group's usual hangout spot, where they always meet for lunch. A small yet enchanting piece of land found behind BBU's Science branch, specifically Biology. Cherry blossom petals fall to the surface and birds chirp flying from tree to tree. It's practically a scene taken out of a movie.

It sounds like a dream, so why is Wooyoung acting like he's living his worst nightmare?

Because he is.He was chilling with Seonghwa, Yunho, Jongho, Yeosang, and Hongjoong, each boy taking their turn to rant about all their stress that has built up from finals. Yunho was mumbling something about 'sleeping with his professor to pass the damn exams' when he got a message from Mingi.

Being the absolute lovebird he is, he immediately stops his ramble to pick up his phone and reply to his one and only.

"Oh, Mingi said he's on his way." 

Cool, Wooyoung thought. So then what's that weird look in Yunho's eyes?

"Ah, and he's bringing Sannie!"Shit.

Fuck around and find out, they say. Why couldn't that person just shut their mouth, for god's sake?

"Are you serious?" Wooyoung asks, his nerves taking a front-row seat in his museum of emotions. His thigh was bouncing up and down, a tell-tale sign of anxiety, and slight frustration, rushing through his veins.

Of course, Seonghwa is the first to point it out. "You okay, Woo? I promise it'll go alright. He's our friend for a reason." The others nod in agreement. Wooyoung thinks they look like a row of bobbleheads.

"Hey, if he acts up even a little bit, I promise I'll bite him for you." Yeosang says proudly as he prods out a pinky finger, wiggling it in Wooyoung's face. He blinks in response.

Why can't life just be easy on him for once and pop a magical boyfriend out of nowhere?

Preferably that hot-ass guy from class. Three-wheeling is already bad enough but seven-wheeling is pushing the line way too far, and he's had enough.

"Oh? Sangie's biting who?"

A new voice appears from behind him, harmonizing with Mingi's screechy tone. Slightly high-pitched but not annoyingly so. It's actually kind of cute, he thinks.

Curiosity wins him over, and Wooyoung turns his head around to look at the owner of this pleasant voice. Wait a damn minute, is that..

The hot blonde?! What the hell was he doing here? Shit, he definitely looks like a mess right now. Remind him, why exactly did past-Wooyoung decide not to dress up today out of all days?

"Ah, San! It's so nice to finally see you again." Seonghwa says as he rises up to hug someone. Oh right. San. Wooyoung forgot about him, too busy thinking about his future husband. Wait, where is San though? Weird..

"Yeosang," he whispers, "Where is.. you know who. Eurgh, even just talking about him makes me want to gag. And what the hell is he doing here?" Wooyoung asks, emphasizing he. You know, to get his point through.

Yeosang sighs in return. Not only was Wooyoung incredibly stupid, but he was also loud. Loud enough for everyone else to hear, including the mystery guy.

Talking about the blonde, he simply just raises an eyebrow, confusion evident. God, even just that has Wooyoung on his knees.

"Young-ah, meet San. San, meet Wooyoung's dumbass." Yeosang says, mumbling over his words as he is currently trying to hold in a laugh.

One blink. And another. And another. "You have to be fucking with me. There's no way you're not fucking with me."

"No, sweetheart. Nobody is fucking with you." San reassures him as he chuckles, amusement written all over his face. "I'm San, nice to finally meet you." He sticks out a hand expectantly. Wooyoung raises a hand in return so he doesn't leave him hanging. "..Uh, I'm Wooyoung. N-nice to meet you too."

Shit, why is he trembling? And the stuttering, seriously?

He blinks a few times, trying to recollect himself. Okay, it's not the end of the world. If he makes a positive approach, then he can proudly say that his crush called him sweetheart. The petname did make him weak in the knees, he supposes.

But on the other hand, if he sticks to his regular mindset, then his worst enemy is the boy he was just gushing over. Full on gushing, too. Not just a casual, 'Oh, that guy is cute!' No, Wooyoung wanted to get this guy in his bed.

Even just the thought of that makes Wooyoung's tummy churn. In disgust, obviously. Damn it, how does one even move on from this?

Once everyone calms down and gets seated, Hongjoong calls out to San, thankfully putting an end to Wooyoung's overthinking.

"Ya! You have to tell us all about London, I think I might even be hearing an accent coming from you!" San chuckles and waves him off.

"It wasn't anything crazy, Joong. The campus was nice, and the people were okay, but I much rather be here with all of you guys. I seriously don't think I can stand even the smell of another tuna sandwich.."

As he continues to tell the group small stories worth memorizing, Wooyoung zones out. He instead finds himself sneaking glances at San, watching how expressive he can get as he reaches the climax of his story.

He hates how he finds it so endearing.

Who does he think he is, barging into Wooyoung's life and ruining every piece of stability he worked so damn hard for? And he doesn't even seem the slightest bit apologetic.

There's no such thing as not being able to do anything about a situation. He'll find a solution, he always does.

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a/n – i'm laughing wooyoung sounds so evil i promise he isn't he's just stupid. anyways this took way longer than it should've but here it is so please do enjoy!!