Broken Dancer // Woosan

I'm Yours and You're Mine

"Sannie, wake up!" Wooyoung shouted, then smacked him in the face with a pillow.

"What, what, I'm up!" San panicked, jolting awake. "You okay?"

"Nothing, I wanna cuddle." He innocently smiled as he laid on top of his boyfriend.

"What time is it?" He groaned, pulling Wooyoung close to his chest.

"I don't know, but you're late for school."

"Stop doing that to me, it's not gonna work anymore." San kissed the top of his head, unfazed by his tricks.

The school year ended two months ago, yet Wooyoung still managed to scare the teacher throughout all of June.

"You're no fun." He pouted, then gasped at the sound of San's snoring. He couldn't believe he'd already fallen back asleep. "Choi San!"

"What!" He shot awake once again.

"You can't sleep."

"Why not?" He whined. Wooyoung squeezed his waist as tight as he could, trying to show off all his strength. "Okay, okay," San strained, "I'm up, baby, I'm up."

"Pay attention to me, I'm trying to tell you something."

"What is it?" He smiled, knowing exactly what it was.

"Happy birthday."

"Thank you, baby." San kissed Wooyoung's forehead, but the younger didn't think that was nearly enough. So he took it upon himself to attack the teacher with dozens of small kisses.

"I love you."

"That's good."

Wooyoung bit his boyfriend's nipple, resulting in a loud groan.

"I'll rip it off."

"I love you too." San smiled, then got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Wooyoung pouted as he held his arms out.

"I'm gonna shower."

"Can I join?"

"Do you not every single day?"

"I know, but I was just asking." Wooyoung blushed.

It was almost impossible for them to shower properly together. With time to heal, Wooyoung was finally ready to have sex again. The day he told San, they hadn't stopped since. Even now is no different.

"You're so beautiful." San groaned, sliding in and out of his boyfriend with ease.

"Fuck." Wooyoung whimpered, pressing his hands against the shower wall to keep himself in place. "Harder."

"Then you'll fall."

"Just hold me."

San did as he asked, placing his arm across his waist and wrapping his other hand around his neck just the way he likes it.

"Like that?" San smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing.

"Oh my god." Wooyoung moaned, overstimulated by the intense sensation. He put his hand over San's, wanting him to tighten his grip around his neck. "Fuck, don't stop." San was at a perfect angle, hitting his prostate again and again until he eventually came all over the shower wall.

"Good boy." San quietly said against Wooyoung's ear, then began to suck on his neck after taking his hand away.

"Be gentle. We'll be with my family tomorrow, remember?"

"I know, baby."

After their exciting shower, they started their day. Breakfast was the only meal that San took upon himself to make, but today was an exception. Wooyoung put his cooking skills to work for the both of them.