||part 8||

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Currently trying to fix the mess I made last chapter 💔💔
I hope it's still enjoyable!
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Author Pov:

"Hello, Wooyoung"

There he stood, he finally arrived. The tall black haired male was just looking at the not amused Wooyoung infront of him.

Wooyoung turned around to face the kitchen counter again and grabbed a few glasses and pushed them in San's hands.

"Hey, take these to Yunho for me please."

No emotion was noticeable in his face or voice. San opened his mouth to say something rude back but changed his mind when he looked Wooyoung in the eye. San couldn't help but feel a little bit of guilt inside him. The boy in front of him looked mad and broken at the same time. And it was San's fault apparently.

San turned around and walked out of the kitchen with a scoff while rolling his eyes. Wooyoung grabbed some snacks and also walked back into the living room. Joining San and yunho on the couch.

"Do you guys want to watch a movie? Or maybe we should do that later this evening...or we just don't watch a movie at all and just drink together!" Yunho said thinking out loud.

"I'm going for the last option-" San said but got interrupted by wooyoung.

"I'm not drinking. You can go ahead but I won't."

"Oh that's totally fine!" Yunho said while nudging San. "More for us..." San just smiled at him.

"We can also just watch a movie is that's what wooyoung wants. Have any ideas?" San suddenly said. Wooyoung didn't know how to react. Suddenly he cares about him? Suddenly San wants to know what he wants to do? Sure.

"Oh, no. I don't mind. I prefer talking!" Wooyoung said with a big fake smile on his face.

"You talk to much already..." Yunho said while looking at the youngest boy with a judging glare.

"At least I know how to keep things fun." Wooyoung bit back.
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Some time went by and both San and yunho had each consumed 3 beers. Luckily both had quite a high alcohol tolerance, so it wasn't horrible to be around them. Everything seemed to be going well until Yunho asked San something.

"San! You never told me, what did you do when I left you at that party?"

Wooyoung swallowed nervously. San wasn't going to tell him right? How he made Wooyoung hard just by making out with him. How they fucked for an hour straight after the party. Wooyoung could feel San's eyes on him. He wasn't smiling.

"We just partied and found some girls, isn't that right Wooyoung?" San said while looking back at Yunho.

"Y-yeah!" Wooyoung stuttered.

"So that explains those" yunho said while pointing at Wooyoung's exposed neck, that was now covered in fading hickeys. "Haha...yep!" Wooyoung laughed awkwardly while covering his neck with his hand

The conversation continued. The awkward moment was over. Wooyoung could finally breath again. He was glad San didn't tell Yunho what actually happened. Why would he even tell him in the first place. It would make him sound like a creep.

Wooyoung gasped as he felt a hand grab his upper thigh. Where did this come from?

"Can you also just like, not?" Wooyoung said as he moved San's hand away.

"Damn, no need to get all angry." San bit back at him. "I just wanted to get your attention, yunho asked you something."

"Oh, sorry, I guess." Wooyoung replied. Clearly not feeling sorry for the way he reacted. He looked up at San who was sitting next to him on the couch. For a moment he thought he saw San looking at him with this one look in his eyes. That same look in his eyes he had at the club. The look that lured him into the taller's bed. The look that ended up hurting him.

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