falling into you || woosan

~51~

SAN'S POV

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. I stirred awake to find Wooyoung beside me, still asleep, his features relaxed in the early morning light. A smile crept onto my face as I watched him, feeling a warmth spread through me at the sight of him so peaceful and close.

As Wooyoung began to stir, blinking his eyes open, he looked over at me and returned the smile. "Good morning," he murmured, his voice soft with sleep.

"Morning Woo," I replied, my voice equally quiet. "You don't have to worry about going back to your room, you can wear my clothes if you'd like," I offered, feeling a surge of boldness.

Wooyoung's smile widened, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Really? Are you sure?" he asked, a playful glint now dancing in his gaze. I nodded, feeling a rush of fondness for him.

With a quiet thanks, Wooyoung stretched and got up, quickly examining his options from my luggage. I followed, feeling a comfortable ease settle between us as we prepared for the day together. "I don't think I ever officially asked you last night," I start, grabbing his waist from behind. "Will you be my boyfriend again Woo?" He turned to me with a big smile, "Of course Sannie."

Once dressed, we headed down to the lobby where the others were waiting.
Seonghwa noticed Wooyoung wearing my clothes and chuckled knowingly, but said nothing as he greeted us. Hongjoong and Seonghwa exchanged amused glances, their eyes twinkling with mischief.

We were gathered in the hotel lobby, waiting for the vans to take us to the venue. The usual pre-concert energy buzzed around us as fans tried to sneak a peek through the hotel doors, and staff members hustled to get everything ready.

I leaned against a column, watching as Wooyoung chatted animatedly with Hongjoong and Seonghwa. Seeing him in my clothes again made me smile every time I noticed it. Mingi, who was lounging on a plush chair nearby, seemed to have caught on.

"Hey, Wooyoung," Mingi called out loudly, drawing everyone's attention. "Is that San's shirt you're wearing?"

Wooyoung, without missing a beat, grinned cheekily. "Why, Mingi, is that Yunho's hoodie you're wearing?"

Mingi's face reddened slightly, and a few of the guys chuckled. Yunho, who had been scrolling through his phone, looked up and raised an eyebrow at Mingi, clearly intrigued by Wooyoung's retort.

"Nice one, Wooyoung," Yunho said, smirking. Mingi just muttered something under his breath, trying to play it off, but the playful banter had already taken hold of the group.

I caught Wooyoung's eye and gave him a subtle nod, a silent acknowledgement of our shared secret. Nobody knew that we were back together. It was fun, in a way, to have this little secret just between us.

Our manager walked into the lobby, clapping his hands to get our attention. "Alright, everyone, time to head to the venue. Let's go!"

We all grabbed our bags and started towards the exit. As we walked out of the hotel, Wooyoung walked beside me. He bumped his shoulder against mine, a playful gesture that made my heart skip a beat.

"Ready for tonight?" he asked, his voice low so only I could hear.

"Always," I replied, smiling at him. "And you?"

"Especially when I'm wearing your shirt," he teased back, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

I laughed softly, shaking my head. As we climbed into the van, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Not just for the concert, but for the moments like this, where it was just the two of us, sharing a tiny moment that made everything a little bit more special. The atmosphere was light-hearted and warm, filled with teasing jokes as we drove towards the venue for our second show.