Wooyoung, a 17 year old, has a lot on his plate and struggles to deal with to fathom the complicated idea of falling in love.
San seems to have everything under control. He has a loving family, good friends and is happy with life. Except for the fa...
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WOOYOUNG
Wooyoung finally took out his hair tie and the thick jet black hair fall down. His bangs came in front of his face covering majority it. He left the bubble around his wrist just in case he chose to mess around with it later.
He stood staring at himself in the mirror, looking at his new face. He'd spent a good amount of his money on makeup and a pair of platform boots just make himself appear taller. Seeing as he was a sucker when it came to makeup, he decided to do something little using a tutorial video he found on YouTube. It was just a simple clean makeup look that didn't look too different from his natural face. Only a ridiculously observant person would notice the difference.
He grabbed his bag from where he'd kept in the same corner of his neat and tidied room every day. When he left, Jongho was just finishing his breakfast while Yeosang was trying to put his shoes on.
He'd forgotten that the blond had chosen to spend the weekend with his boyfriend. It was as if those two lived together at this point.
"Oh! You're awake. And ready too.", Yeosang hopped to him while trying to slip his other shoe on, "How was your sleep?"
Wooyoung gave him a little smile, "Good."
Yeosang blinked at him, "Did you just smile?"
Jongho poked his head through the door.
"I think you just smiled."
"Did he actually?", Jongho fully emerged out.
"I think he did."
Wooyoung giggled softly at his shocked expression and Yeosang looked like he was questioning many things in life at that moment. He came closer to Wooyoung and placed the back of his palm on the younger's forehead.
"Jong he's not having a fever. What's going on with him?"
Jongho sighed, walking up to him and taking the boy's hands away from the forehead and holding it in his.
"Forgive his rude behaviour. I'm gonna see him out. There's food in the kitchen in case you're hungry. See you later in school.", Jongho dragged Yeosang out, ignoring his mutterings and whatnot. When he heard the door click, the smile instantly dropped from his face.
None of that felt real. But Wooyoung felt like he had a duty to do this. A duty to cover up everything so that not a single soul suspects a thing.
