When you say my name -Wooyoung

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ xxxɪɪ: 𝒲𝑜𝑜𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔

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The past week has been a whirlwind of chaos. Whenever Ollie and I managed to steal away from our boisterous group of friends, we became lost in each other's embrace, unable to keep our hands off one another. Between the constant gatherings with our friends and Laney, and his brother's own rowdy bunch, we scarcely found a moment alone. Add school and Ollie's work into the mix, and our time together was scant.

That led us to right now. I had told Ollie to come over, knowing the apartment sat empty. You'd think he could visit even when the others were around, but Mingi would whisk him away the minute he arrived, or San would steal him for himself. So I waited for the perfect opening, when Hongjoong had gone out with Laney, and San and Mingi were off with Seonghwa, doing who knows what. The instant I opened the door and Ollie came striding in, I grabbed him, our bodies crashing through my bedroom door in feverish excitement.

As our bodies tumbled into my bedroom, a rush of adrenaline coursed through me. The air was thick with anticipation as I closed the door behind us, shutting out the noise and chaos that constantly surrounded us. Finally, we had a moment to ourselves.

I turned to face Ollie, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and desire. The dim light filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow on his features, accentuating every curve and line. His presence alone sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me that only he could quench.

Without uttering a single word, our bodies gravitated towards each other, drawn together by an undeniable magnetic force. His hands found their place on my neck as I wrapped mine around his waist, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met, an electric current surging through us with each lingering kiss.

The world outside vanished as we lost ourselves in the passion and longing that had been building between us for so long. Our kisses grew deeper and more desperate, fueled by months of stolen glances and hidden desires. Every touch was a revelation.

Before anything could escalate further, the sharp rap of knuckles on wood resounded through the room, followed by the creak of the door.

"Hey woo-" Hongjoong halted abruptly, eyes landing on me and Ollie.

Ollie's hand flew up, covering his face. "For the love of god," he groaned.

"Sorr-" Hongjoong started, but Laney grabbed the door, tugging him from the room.

I collapsed onto my back, breathing out heavily before glancing over at Ollie, who still had his hand obscuring his face. He sat up and grabbed his clothes, tossing me my shirt. He shook his head in exasperation as he dressed himself. He didn't seem embarrassed, just irked that Hongjoong and Laney had intruded.

"I really need my own apartment," he sighed before forcibly opening the bedroom door.

I couldn't help but chuckle at his frustration. He was adorable when vexed.

Ollie strode out to the living room and dropped onto the couch across from Hongjoong and Laney. He pulled out his phone as they watched him cautiously.

I sat beside him. "Way to kill the mood," I laughed, raising an eyebrow at the pair.

Hongjoong chuckled back at me. Laney wouldn't meet my gaze, staring fixedly aside as her face flushed crimson. She seemed more flustered than any of us. I slid my arm around Ollie's shoulders, pulling him closer.

"What are you looking at?" I asked.

"Apartments," he huffed.

That sent me and Hongjoong into peals of laughter.

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