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🖤🌑☂️☾✧☽☂️🌑🖤
- 𝕋ℍ𝕀ℝ𝕋𝕐-𝕆ℕ𝔼 -
𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖
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"joongie, i wanna go see wooyoung but there's a lot of people in the vip area tonight, can you come with me?" san asked after poking his head into hongjoongs dressing room. hongjoong looked up at him with a smile, he was in front the vanity- fixing his makeup, san thought he looked beautiful.
"wooyoungs here? sure, sannie. let me finish this really quick, just wait for me outside, okay?"
san hummed, "okay, thank you hyung."
"of course baby." san shut the door, seating himself on the floor next to it with a smile.
he didn't know seonghwa well, and hoped he wasn't forcing hongjoong to meet with a bad person, but wooyoung spoke so incredibly highly of seonghwa whenever he was mentioned, and wooyoung was wooyoung- san could trust him.
the boy was undoubtedly excited, the first time in years hongjoong could maybe get to know someone outside their circle- he's always been so focused on san he's never made time for himself this way.
san turned towards the door when it opened, shooting hongjoong a smile and then getting up,
"let's go."
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the two said bye to hoseok, who had helped them into the vip area, and they weaved their way through the crowd, hands held together tightly.
"where is he sitting, do you know?" hongjoong asked, when they gotten past the crowd, he looked towards the bar- searching. san nodded, "yeah, he's by the couches near the stage."
hongjoong, looked at san, and then at the stage he had just been performing on, blushing, "h-he is?"
"mhm, why?" san asked, walking them over to where wooyoung was, hongjoong barely paid attention to their path, or the fact that they had been moving- he could only think of that blonde haired boy from earlier.
"no reason." he mumbled, stumbling a bit when san dragged him over to a few seats by the stage.
"hi guys," he said softly, smiling, and hongjoong finally focused back on his surroundings when sans hand left his. the light brown haired boy trailed his eyes to follow san, who sat himself down next to who he only recognized as wooyoung.
