The Winner's Lust ||Woosan||

Third

The time till the San's match was getting smaller, and Wooyoung spent that time with his really good friend Yoojin, begging her to go with him.

,,Yoojin, I'm serious! I don't know what this guy wants, but you have to help me!"

,,Let's roll it again. You want me, to go with you to illegal street fighting, because you somehow ended up as manager one of the fighters and you want me to play your girlfriend? Yeah no."

Yoojin stood by her word, but Wooyoung begged her anyway. He was getting kind of uncomfortable around San and he couldn't explain why. But he wanted San to not get into his personal space and he felt like if he had a girlfriend, San would end up not caring.

,,Yoojin please. Im not asking for much. You know, this guy is pretty going on my nerves and I just wanna shake him off"

,,By telling him you have a girlfriend?? Wooyoung, what did he ever do to you?"

Wooyoung was hesitant. San technically never did anything to him, but still there was a possibility, that he might try to do something.

,,Nothing. It's just-"

,,You're being paranoid. You know what, I'm gonna go, just because I want you to have a little peace in your mind. But don't regret after"

,,Thank you! Oh my god thank you so much!"

Yoojin smiled and finished her iced Americano. Wooyoung packed his things and they went off.

It was only 3pm when Wooyoung decided to actually get ready. He took a shower, blow-dried his hair and now he's standing in front of his closet.

,,Why is this so hard to choose?! Why does it even matter to me"

Wooyoung was wandering around, looking on Pinterest for some good outfits he could put together.

Eventually, he picked a Gray jeans, black tank top and a white shirt. He was most happy with this result then he was with any other, due to the mess in his room, where is laying all his clothes, that were originally in the closet.

He snapped a photo of himself in the mirror, and sent it to San.

Wooyoung:
[Photo attached]
Does this looks decent to you?

San replied almost immediately, as if he didn't had anything more important up his hands.

San:
Actually, yeah. I doubt your style, but this is great.

Wooyoung:
Haha really funny. I dress actually nice!
Anyways, my girlfriend is coming with me, is that okay?

San:
Yeah totally. Didn't know someone like you would have someone. After learning that you took my best friend.

How did San knew about that? Wooyoung didn't said anything to him. On purpose. Maybe Sarah said something.

Wooyoung:
I did not.

San:
I don't blame you, dw. She's snatched.

Wooyoung:
What kind of slang is that? Lmaoo

San:
Whaat, it's a normal slang

Wooyoung closed his phone and sighed.
He still has an hour and a half, till San's here.
He didn't know what to expect from these street fights, but he was surely exited.

He packed his bag, where he had literary everything. First-kit aid, some make up, deodorant, wallet, power bank, drink and a lot more, just in case.

The time he spent waiting, was actually him scrolling through Instagram, trying to somehow find San's. Without any further surprise, he didn't find it.

It was almost 5pm, when San called that he's probably at Wooyoung's house.
Wooyoung took all his stuff and went outside, where stood a black BMW with San in it.

Wooyoung was little hesitant at first, but he sat down at the passengers seat.

,,Hey!!"

San greeded him

,,Hii"

,,So, where does your girlfriend lives then?" San asked

,,Yeah right."

Wooyoung said Yoojin's address and San put it into the navigation. Off they were.

Wooyoung called Yoojin, to let her know that they'll be there in a some minutes and that she should go outside.

As they arrived, Yoojin really stood there, in a slick dark-purple dress with glitter.
She sat down on the back seat.

,,Hey babe!!" She gave a little kiss on Wooyoung's cheek, which Wooyoung didn't really like, but he just went with it.

,,Hey!! So this is San"

He pointed at the driver's seat and San just wavet at her.

,,Heyy!! Nice to meet ya! I'm Yoojin" she smiled and San smiled back.

,, Didn't he tell you where we going? Because with that dress, I mean I'm not taking responsibility for you after"
San started and Yoojin looked a bit offended.

,,Well, I'm dressing for myself. Not for others. And what could possibly happen?"

San just shrugged his shoulders and smirked.

They stopped at the final destination, and went into some kind of building, which looked like a bar, but not really. It was creepy and it gave Wooyoung chills.

Some kind of man approached them.

,,Hey San!! What's up"
He dabbed hands with San and smiled.

,,It's doing okay, I'm still alive" they both chuckled

,,Well, you're in 78, I'll let it to you, you know how it goes" The man winked at San and pat his shoulder when he was leaving.

,,Guys, let's go. Welcome to my universe" San smiled proudly and took his steps to his cabin.

He opened door and took everyone in. Wooyoung took a look around, he found a shower and some kind of benches. Nothing more, nothing less.
It has it's own significant smell, that Wooyoung could name, but he never smelled something like this, and he didn't like it.

San suddenly took his shirt off, which made Wooyoung flustered, because at the exact time he turned around to ask about something, but he completely forgot that thing now.

,,So, when does it start?"
Yoojin asked, holding her purse.

,,About like 20minutes. There's a bar outside, you can order whatever you want on me, I'll get it later."

,,Oh alrighty, thanks!" And she was gone. Probably getting some drink because the thing that Wooyoung got her into, is unbelievable.

,,So, how it normally goes here?"
Wooyoung sat down beside San, when he was taking a white tank top on and a random dark pants.

,,Well, there's like 3 rounds. You usually have to go through all these rounds to fight for the first place, but since I'm winning like every time,  I'm in that 3rd round from the start. Every round there's like 3 people you have to win over, then you'll go to finals."

Wooyoung wrinkled his nose, it looked like San liked to show himself off.

,,So you're fighting just 3 people?"

,,That's right"

,,And what's the price for the winner?"

,, 930 dollars, so around 1 million won"

,,Woah, that's a lot"

Wooyoug was stunned, that someone as a street fighter, could earn this much.

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I thought I'll put the whole match into one chapter, but I guess not lmao. Anyways, support my work also on ao3!! :D