FANSERVICE PARADOX || w o o s a n ||

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It's around noon when Wooyoung wakes up. A window is open behind him, but the hot air of summer makes the room feel really warm. Caramel lingers around his nose, it's so sweet, he thinks, so warm and comforting... Caramel... The scent is way too strong, as if it's coming from him. All of a sudden, random memories from last night fill his mind. A dark room, two men in one bed all over each other, San's tongue traveling his neck, his warm hands resting on his waist, him asking if he can fuck him, Wooyoung saying yes almost right away.

His eyes open widely and his heart stops for a moment. There is no fucking way they had sex last night, he and San, while being half drunk with zero rationality whatsoever. There is no fucking way... Maybe these images are from a wet dream he shouldn't have in the first place, but he's not hard at the moment so this is weird, usually if he ever had one (very rarely), he'd wake up hard and wet at the same time. He blinks quickly and tries to regain composure. San is sleeping, facing away from him, but his breaths are even and light. Wooyoung is the one hugging him, nose buried in his shoulder. He notices the older is dressed and he quickly realizes he is as well. They don't smell like alcohol at all, but he painfully remembers going to bed without taking a shower.

How much did he even drink that his mind is now playing tricks on him?

He detangles himself from the older and holds in a yelp when he tries to roll over on his back. His ass hurts, quite a lot to his painful realization. This is the proof he has it was clearly not a fucking wet dream. He's done for, he fucked up so big! His eyes stare up at the ceiling and his palm covers his mouth. What the fuck did they do? How will he even face San when he also wakes up? Were they even loud? Would the others notices something is weird about them in the first place?

He had sex with San. He had the older inside him and it actually felt amazing. If he concentrates a little, he can even feel ghosting touches all over his body. Is he really this sexually deprived like Jongho said yesterday?

It's quite the challenge for Wooyoung to get out of bed. Everything hurts, even his legs and when he stands up, he wonders how much will they hold him up until they give up as well? Each step is a fucking eternity until he reaches the mirror near the door. He nearly gasps. Hickeys, four of them on his neck, way too visible for his own good. His hair is a mess as well, reckless strands of hair glued to his forehead due to sweat, but at least he apparently took a shower. He doesn't smell like his usual shower gel but of caramel, San's shower gel. Can life fuck around with him even more? He sighs softly and scans himself a little. Despite the very noticeable hickeys on his neck and swollen lower lip, he looks okay, he thinks. The t-shirt he is wearing is looser on him, looser than his oversized ones and he painfully asks himself why on earth is he wearing San's t-shirt? At least he's wearing his own shorts.

He turns around slowly and silently and scans the room a little, for any traces of the sex that happened last night. He doesn't really want to approach the mattress, he's pretty sure it's dirty and full of dry cum, and can't help but flush a little at the sudden memory. He sucked him off before they fucked and he can still hear the faint moans coming from the older. Wooyoung pinches his arm so he comes back to reality before he gets hard like a rock and examines the room in silence. He remembers some parts of it, but most of it is just a blur. How could they do this while half drunk? How could they be so fucking reckless?

He wants to slam his face in a wall. He's fucked up big time. What if San will freak out and they'll go back to not talking? What if he remembers and everything disgusts him and they'll stop sharing an apartment? Then what? As much as he's fighting back his feelings, Wooyoung doesn't want to lose him as a friend. He had sex with Mingi, three times actually, and they are still friends. But feelings were never present back then.