My Fool Fighter

6

Song: Love Wins All - IU

(Please see subtitles then listen to it on repeat while reading to immerse yourself in their story)

It was already closer to midnight, wooyoung was signing some papers to take san back home.
The latter was thrilled by the thought that he finally will sleep in their van with wooyoung next to him again.

San could walk but needed some help from wooyoung to get to the van with as little painful moves as possible, and wooyoung didn't leave him for a second.

They finally got to the parking where the van was and wooyoung pulled the keys then opened the trunk allowing san to occupy the mattress this time.
He shut the door and made himself comfortable in the driver's seat to drive them somewhere quieter.

Almost 20 minutes later they arrived at an empty parking lot, the journey would have been way shorter if not for wooyoung who drove so carefully as if he was driving on egg shells, making sure san gets a comfy ride.

He then locked the van and looked back at san who returned the look, they smiled at each other staying in that position for a little before san asked wooyoung to sit by his side, the younger complied.
Now san was laying on the mattress and wooyoung holding his knees together next to the taller.

Wooyoung was dressed in a V neck revealing shirt, while san had taken his top off before to rest his chest.

They fell into a staring session, not saying a word only locking eyes together with smiles, as if they haven't seen each other for years, as if they were yearning for each other, until san lifted one of his hands, the hand closer to wooyoung's side, he rested it on the latter's knee tracing down to one of the hands that held his knees together, wooyoung's hand was cold.
San pulled it, and filled the empty spaces in between wooyoung's fingers with his own, now their hands were intertwined.
A circular motion from san's thump was in the palm of wooyoung, making him relax effortlessly.

Finally wooyoung adjusted his position, he took back his hand from san's to gain better control over his body, he was now bold enough,"if not now, never" he said to himself then climbed san's body in a slow motion.

San hummed out of pain caused by the shorter's weight on his chest, after all he just got his ribcage fracured yesterday.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry san-ah, I almost forgot" he decided that he may have chosen the wrong timing, so instead the guy just pecked san's cheek and backed away.

Only for san's hand holding his wrest to stop him, "not yet darling" san said before pulling wooyoung back closer to him neglecting all the pain in his chest.

Wooyoung was taken by surprise, but he placed a hand to san's side on the floor to carry some of his weight off san, he didn't want to hurt him, not again.

They locked the eye contact for almost a whole minute, san's sparkley sleepy eyes, and wooyoung's deep looking apologetic eyes, full of realization, meeting san's.
They sank into each other's depths.

San smiled with a tiny giggle, then lifted his other hand to tuck wooyoung's bangs behind his ear, tracing his face down to his cheek resting his hand there, cupping the younger's cheek making it dissapear in his palm because of the size difference,
"I missed your dot so much youngah~" now the one above him was getting red, he tried to avoid the eye contact to escape san's deep gaze into his soul. But the taller only pulled him closer not disrubting the eye contact even a second, closer, slowley, now only a few centimeters distanced the two of them, wooyoung widens his eyes as he could feel the taller's warm breath on his upper chest.

Now that they were this close san took the chance to kiss wooyoung's mole right below his eye.

He drew circles with his thumb around it before moving to his cheek up to the back of his neck and pulled him harder in a quick motion that he flenched, san's lips are touching wooyoung's ear he whispers in his ear and the latter felt the chills go down his neck to his back "young~ah, thank you for taking me back.. thank you for being my only one" he shivers.