Wooyoung went to bed that night thinking about all the moments happened earlier. Relieved that they got to express their feelings to each other, wooyoung smiled.
San said he would join him in a few minutes. So he waited.
And waited.
His eyes became tired. His body couldnt hold the stiffness anymore and relaxed when he let himself fall asleep.
Minutes passed and even hours passed.
It was now 1 am. Wooyoung felt himself shift over to the other side. But felt nothing. He opened his eyes sleepily and checked onto the other side to see it empty.
Annoyed at how san didnt listen to him about sleeping on time, he climbed downstairs to see san dozing off. He wasnt sleeping. But his eyes said it all.
Hearing the footsteps of wooyoung, san looked to his other side where wooyoung was looking at him with crossed arms leaning on the wall.
"𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" he asked raising his eyebrows.
San smiled slightly and sleepily.
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?" wooyoung asked.
"𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘎𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱."
"𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨." he asked.
"𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪-"
Wooyoung grabbed sans laptop and pressed onto the recent opened tabs. When san wanted to shove wooyoung, he caught his hand in time.
"𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘰𝘰-"
"𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱."
He looked over it and was silent for a minute before reacting.
"𝘞𝘩𝘺?" he asked.
San turned his head to the other side.
"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦?" he asked.
The wimdow opened onto a web weapon shop where they sell drugs, weapons and illegal other things.
"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵?" san asked.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?" he asked.
"𝘚𝘢𝘯-"
"𝘎𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱." he said.
Wooyoung turned away, not having the mood for this. But when he did, he noticed an other window.
"yeonjun"
he read the name out loud.
Wooyoung turned back. He looked at san. Anger raised up in him. He made san look at him who was facing the other side.
"𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?" his voice was low which actually feared san.
"𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘯."
"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳." he simply replied.
"𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘦?" he responded.
"𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘰-"
Wooyoung glared at him.
"𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭-"
"𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭- 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦." he said.
"𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴."
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘯?"
"𝘏𝘶𝘩?"
San recollected.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦,"
"𝘈𝘯𝘥?"
"𝘐'𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴."
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵."
San caught wooyoungs hand before he could walk away.
"𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦." he said.
"𝘞𝘩𝘺?"
San shot a glare at him. So he obliged.
San added his own account to wooyoungs by scanning it and gave it to wooyoung. Wooyoung melted onto it somehow but smirked.
He sat on sans lap and looked at him.
"𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯? 𝘓𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶-"
"𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱."
Wooyoung looked at him daringly.
"𝘕𝘢𝘩. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱. 𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦." he said.
"𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦. 𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰." he knew. Yet he wanted to hear it from san.
"𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶." san said. But wooyoung didnt shut himself up.
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯?"
He asked.
And suddenly, san stopped before rethinking.
"𝘚𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦? 𝘈𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵." before he could get up, san pulled him back.
"𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐?"
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦."
Wooyoung nodded.
"𝘚𝘰.." wooyoung dragged.
"𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?"
"𝘚𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦"
