yours truly, 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗇

𝐭𝐰𝐨

Wooyoung sat at the edge of his and Yeosang's bed. It was almost one am. He had been home for almost three hours and still no sign of Yeosang.

These past few hours, Wooyoung stared down at the floor with a blank expression. It was the first time Yeosang had been this late. The elder would usually be home by at least ten, the latest being eleven.

What was so different this time?

Wooyoung thought, shrugging his shoulders as he heaved a loud sigh that filled up the eerily quiet room.

They're probably too far into preparing to stop... Yeosang always finishes what he starts.

He reasoned with himself like this on and off for another hour, snapping himself out of his thoughts when he heard a key lightly scraping against the lock as it found the hole. After a few twists, Yeosang came inside with a rather noisy entrance.

Wooyoung stood up and made his way into the kitchen, leaning against the doorway. There, Yeosang was stumbling ever so slightly as he walked right past Wooyoung to a cupboard to get a glass, filling it with water and downing half the glass right away.

"Are you drunk?" Wooyoung asked.

Yeosang seemed to ignore the question.

"You should've gone to bed Woo, it's late," Yeosang mumbled. Wooyoung only scoffed in response, taking a few steps towards the elder until he was about a foot away from his back, still turned towards the cupboard.

"You're kidding. It's two am Yeosang. You're never this late," Wooyoung argued, concern laced in his tone.

Yeosang let out a grunt of annoyance and turned towards the younger.

"Jong wanted to go out. Is that such a problem?" He asked in a snarky attitude.

"It's a problem when I've called and texted you. It's a problem when you seem to be hanging out with that 'Jongho' more than your own boyfriend," Wooyoung retorted, saying Yeosang's coworkers name in a slightly mocking tone. Yeosang just rolled his eyes and made his way towards the bedroom, Wooyoung following on his heels.

"You know we have a presentation. Can't we celebrate finishing it?" Yeosang called over his shoulder as he closed the door to the bathroom behind him. Wooyoung huffed and took his previous place at the edge of the bed, crossing his arms over his chest.

~~~

When Yeosang came back into the bedroom after his shower, Wooyoung was already under the covers, his eyes closed and hair falling naturally across his face. Yeosang crawled under the covers and wrapped his arms around Wooyoung's slim waist. He pulled the younger back against his chest and left sloppy, wet kisses down the side of Wooyoung's neck. Wooyoung stirred in his sleep until he was woken up by Yeosang sucking a small mark just below his ear. Wooyoung couldn't help but let out a subtle whimper.

Then, Wooyoung snapped back into reality. He tried to unwrap Yeosang's hands, the olders grip only becoming tighter which caused Wooyoung to whine softly.

"Yeo, stop. You're drunk," Wooyoung whispered. Yeosang raised his head to look down at the man and shushed him, leaning his head back down and let his teeth lightly graze Wooyoung's shoulder. Wooyoung felt his body betray him as it shuttered lightly. Yeosang laughed lowly at the younger response. His hand trailed from Wooyoung's waist down to his inner thigh, groping the flesh softly. Wooyoung found himself letting out small whimpers at the attention.