2. Blood in the Cup

ch XV.

San remained still, his eyes lingering on Wooyoung's face as he tried to process the spoken words. His heart raced, and as Wooyoung spoke softly once more, San knew he had to act.

"San?" Wooyoung asked uncertainly, seeing that the boy wasn’t responding. "I know I've never said this before, but..."

Before he could finish his sentence, San suddenly moved. Without a word, he pulled Wooyoung close, surprising him, and then slowly and deeply kissed him. Wooyoung's breath caught at the unexpected move, but he immediately surrendered to the moment. The kiss was filled with everything that couldn’t be said: passion, love, and relief.

Wooyoung's eyes closed slowly as he held San tightly, their bodies entwined, and the world around them disappeared. No more words were needed—San poured all his emotions into that one tender kiss.

Wooyoung fully gave himself to the kiss, feeling San's strong yet gentle arms wrapping around him. Every touch, every movement conveyed an emotional depth that words might never have captured. As San's lips slowly parted from Wooyoung's, the silence was still eloquent. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, and although San said nothing, his gaze spoke volumes.

Wooyoung’s heart beat quickly, but now he felt relieved and happy. The emotion he had expressed had found solid ground, and San's response was clear even without words.

San didn’t let go; he gently stroked Wooyoung’s face and then smiled as he drew him closer, as if to preserve this intimate moment. Wooyoung smiled and rested his head on San's chest, listening to the boy’s calm heartbeat.

The silence fell over them again, but now there was no doubt or uncertainty. Only the two of them existed, intertwined in the bed, in the intimacy and peace. Wooyoung took a deep breath and felt all his fears and doubts dissipate as San held him tightly, protectively, and lovingly.

San’s hand rested gently on Wooyoung’s back, and with every breath they took together, the world seemed softer and friendlier. The silence surrounding them brought a kind of tranquility, shaping time and space into a haven. Wooyoung felt as if all the world's problems and noisy storms had faded away as he found peace in San’s presence.

The room’s dim light, filtered through the street lamps outside, bathed them in a magical glow, casting reflections on their faces. Wooyoung whispered softly, "You know, I always felt like we were meant to be together somehow. But I didn’t know it would be this deep." San, smiling, pulled Wooyoung even closer and gently whispered back, "I feel the same way. I always knew I was meant to be with you."

The night remained quiet, with only the boys' heartbeats and the distant noises from outside blending into the room’s ambiance. San slowly shifted to lie on his back, with Wooyoung still resting in his embrace. Wooyoung lifted his head and looked deeply into San’s eyes, as if the feelings and promises hidden there said everything.

"Where do we go from here?" Wooyoung asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty, but the love and trust he saw in San’s eyes gave him reassurance.

"Step by step," San said, squeezing Wooyoung’s hand. "We don’t know what the future holds, but as long as I'm with you, everything will be alright."

Wooyoung nodded, and a new feeling was born in his heart. As they lay side by side, the tension and doubts faded, giving way to love and trust. The night continued to pass slowly, but they felt the safest they had ever been, knowing that whatever challenges they faced, they would face them together.

The end

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