Why me? >Woosan<

7

A few days passed, and Wooyoung couldn't stop thinking about San.

It still felt unreal.

San liked him. Not just as a fan, not just as someone he'd met once or twice. San had chosen to spend time with him, carving space out of his chaotic schedule just to see him.

Wooyoung caught himself smiling randomly throughout the day, replaying little moments in his head.

But if they were going to meet again, it couldn't be just anywhere.

Crowds were impossible for San.

A movie night would be nice, but it felt too small. Too normal. Wooyoung wanted to give him something different, a place where San didn't have to be Choi San of Ateez.

Just San.

He couldn't ask his friends for help. Not yet. He wasn't ready to explain any of this to Minji, Jun or Minho.

Not until he knew what this was.

Not until he'd talked to San about it.

The next day, stuck in English class, Wooyoung leaned toward the girl beside him.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

She leaned over immediately. "Of course."

Wooyoung shook his head.

"Not about class."

Her eyebrows lifted.

They weren't close, but maybe that made it easier. Asking someone who didn't really know him felt safer.

"Well... if you were going on a date..."

Her eyes widened.

"You have a date?" she squealed.

"Shhh!" Wooyoung hissed, glancing around the classroom. "I'm asking hypothetically."

She grinned.

"Hmm... maybe a movie?"

Wooyoung shook his head.

"No, something more active. But not crowded."

"Shopping?"

"Too crowded."

"Karaoke?"

She kept listing ideas, but Wooyoung had already stopped listening.

Something clicked in his mind.

Pool.

The hall Minho had taken him to.

Closed on Sundays.

Perfect.

-

Wooyoung took a breath before sending the text.

Wooyoung: Hey, wanna play pool tonight?

San: Well hello to you too, Wooyoung.

Wooyoung smiled at his phone.

Wooyoung: So... do you want to?

San: I'm not sure, Woo.

Wooyoung could almost hear the hesitation behind the words.

Wooyoung: If you're worried about being recognized, don't be.

Wooyoung: That place Minho took me to is closed on Sundays.

Wooyoung: I pulled some strings. We'll have it all to ourselves.

The typing bubble appeared.

San: ...Oh wow.