falling into you || woosan

~59~

⚠️ this chapter contains mentions of racism & homophobic slurs. please skip if you are triggered by them ⚠️
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SAN'S POV

I woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, feeling the warmth of Wooyoung cuddled up next to me. A smile spread across my face as I admired him, his peaceful expression making him look even more adorable. Glancing at the clock, I saw it was only 9 AM. Our flight wasn't until 1 PM, so we had plenty of time.

I turned my gaze back to Wooyoung and gently moved a strand of hair from his forehead. As if sensing my touch, he began to stir and slowly opened his eyes, giving me a sleepy but sweet "Good morning."

"Good morning, Woo," I replied softly, my voice filled with warmth.

He yawned and snuggled closer, nuzzling his head against my chest. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, his voice still thick with sleep.

"I did," I said, giving him a small kiss. "Especially with you next to me."

Wooyoung's lips curved into a small smile. "Come on, we need to get up. We need to eat and pack before the flight," I told him as I attempted to get out of bed.

His small hands wrapped around my arm, keeping me in bed. "Can we stay in bed a bit longer?" he murmured, looking up at me with those puppy eyes that always made my heart melt. I of course agreed without hesitation, pulling him back onto my chest.

We stayed in bed for the next 30 minutes, enjoying the quiet moments together, the simple pleasure of being close. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he traced patterns on my chest with his fingers.

Just as I was about to fall back asleep, my phone rang. It was Hongjoong.

"Hey, San. We're all meeting in the restaurant for brunch before we head to the airport. Do you and Wooyoung want to join us?" Hongjoong asked.

"Sure thing, hyung. We'll be down in a bit," I replied, ending the call after our mutual goodbyes.

"We need to get up," I said, turning to Wooyoung, who groaned and buried his face in my chest.

"Do we have to?" he whined, making me chuckle.

"Yes, but I promise we'll have fun. Plus, we can't miss a team lunch," I said, giving him a playful nudge.

"Alright, alright," he sighed, finally sitting up. We reluctantly got up, knowing we had to start the day eventually.

Getting ready together was filled with those small, cute interactions that made my heart swell. We laughed as we brushed our teeth side by side, our reflections in the mirror looking happy and carefree.

"Hey, you got toothpaste on your nose," I said, wiping it off with my finger. How it even got there, I have no clue.

"Oh, thanks," Wooyoung giggled, his cheeks turning pink.

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, adjusting the collar of my light blue button-down shirt. The crisp white T-shirt underneath peeked out just enough to complete the look. I paired it with dress pants, aiming for a blend of comfort and style. As I worked on my appearance, a familiar rustling sound came from behind me.

"Hey, what's this? Raiding my wardrobe again?" I turned to find Wooyoung rifling through my clothes.

Wooyoung grinned, holding up a cozy sweater. "What can I say? Your fashion sense is top-notch, and besides, isn't sharing clothes one of the perks of being in a relationship?"

I laughed, shaking my head. "I suppose so."

"Hey, I look good in your clothes," he shot back, slipping the sweater over his head and adjusting it to his liking. "Plus, you always say how much you love seeing me in them."