Wooyoung looked at the clock feeling extremely tired. Although he did have a decent sleep, something is troubling him so badly. It was not peaceful. Not at all.
He sighed.
Usually he would not sit this still. It was just not him. But now, everything seemed to be uninteresting.
He walked over to sans room deciding on calling him out for talking. But before he could walk there, san opened the door.
He looked tired and had towel in his hands.
Probably to freshen up.
But wooyoung stood in front of him blocking the way. When san tried to move away, he caught both of his hands. Using the wall, he made san lean over it.
"𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦..." wooyoung whispered.
San shook his head.
"𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰.." he mumbled.
"𝘚𝘢𝘯.. 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺."
"𝘐'𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘥𝘰, 𝘯𝘰.." he said and wooyoung popped up a slight smile at that.
"𝘊𝘳𝘺." he said.
"𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵." he continued.
He made san look at him.
Immediately san broke down in front of him. He hid his face in wooyoungs neck and cried softly.
Wooyoungs hand travelled to sans hair and he began combing it down soothingly.
"𝘚𝘢𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰. 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?"
San looked at him.
"𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨.. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵."
Wooyoung seemed disappointed. In fact san found a tad bit of anger in wooyoung. He knew, wooyoung always says things which is the opposite of what he wants. So, he for sure felt something changing with the way wooyoung seemed.
Wooyoung walked over to tbe couch and sat on it trying change his mood by something. He turned on the television for some distraction and put on a straight face while changing channels.
"𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨.."
Wooyoung didnt bother looking at him. In fact, he looked like a kid sulking rigjt now. Yet, san wanted him to talk to him.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨'𝘢𝘩..𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮...𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨.." san said.
"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘴? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬-"
San pinned wooyoung down the sofa.
"𝘐 𝘋𝘖, 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰. 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵, 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨. 𝘖𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. '𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦?" he asked.
Wooyoung looked at him feeling dumbfounded.
'Cause its not that wooyoung didnt understand him but he only wanted san to take up his plan in a difderent way and it hurt him that san just was not understanding how much he meant to wooyoung that he wants their relationship to last until their last breath.
(An: double update!! Would probably upload the other chapter today or tomorrow...)
