UNCANON//WOOSAN//fluff & smut (ONGOING)

***S*** Woosan X Minsung [Part 2 of 3]

□■▪︎***TW : F0rc3d s3xu@l Th3m3***▪︎■□

Woo : *I scratched my head, contemplating whether I should tell him or not* "Are you sure you want to know?"
Han : *He rolled his eyes* "Oh just tell me already, before I lose interest."
Woo : "Ok ok, alright" *I chucked to myself*

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Throughout the entire live San kept looking at me with this piercing stare. As though it's my fault Joong's arms were wrapped around my body. As thought it was my fault that he was being so cuddly in bed. (Maybe it was my fault, God cursed me to look this pretty. Some say it's NOT a curse...the things I've had to avoid with people just because of my looks, nearly getting into many...unwanted...one on one interactions. Especially from men.)

As soon as he ended it, and shut down the equipment, he turned around in the chair, just examining us like a predator contemplating it's prey, whether it was suitable to pounce on, or whether he could find a better dinner.

It kinda off-putted me.

Joong cracked the silence with a joke, only for San to stare at him now.

His voice was simple, mellow, and quiet.

San : "This is funny to you right?" *he didn't blink keeping eye contact* "You made this fucking decision to lie in bed with my husband."
Joong : "he's not your-"
San : "fuck you." *He said simply, forcing a laugh. He stood up, sitting at the edge of the bed. He looked down at the floor, making a pout* "Why did you do that hmm? I know you think I don't know...but I know where you touched him." *he kept his voice so stable and soft, it scared me*

My face swelled up, turning pink from ear to ear.

Woo : "Sannie...it was-nt l-like that."
San : *he looked up at me, now with a forced smile* "oh really?" *he removed the bedsheets off my legs, not in a rush, I'm just a gesture* "explain that then."

I immediately hugged my knees, trying my best to cover the buldge in my shorts.

Woo : "I-its not like that, he was just being touchy..and-"
San : "oh don't you lie to me." *He said in a dangerous tone, shaking me* "you wouldn't be stuttering if it wasn't serious. And if you wanted him to stop, you would've said so."
Joong : "San look, I'm sorry, I did-"
San : "oh you'll be sorry alright."

I thought he'd be yelling by now, but he wasn't that type of person...he talked to you death which was arguably worse. He scooted closer to Joong, grabbing hold of his shoulder gently, looking at him as though both of them were exchanging a funny joke. Only now his quiet voice changed into a quiet sarcastic tone.

San : "hey...can you help him hmm?" *he pointed towards me with his free hand* "oh c'mon buddy, we all fuck up sometimes, just help him with a problem you caused."

Joong's expression turned to panic, as he tried to get away from San. San grabbed both of his shoulders, looking at him like a teacher to a misbehaved kindergartener. Joong looked at me, with a plea of "help" written all over his eyes.

I knew what San was planning to do. I chimed in, but San put up his hand to silence me.

San : "oh baby, please you don't have to help him. He's grown man that can answer foe his actions." *San's hands went from Joong's shoulders to his elbows* "now, we are make mistakes, isn't that right mm? What makes a mistake a learning experience is what a person does afterwards to try and fix it. And, c'mon, I've too answered for my mistakes, and I also learned from them." *he looked at Joong with now a glint of evil in his eyes, his smile didn't make me any less tense*
Joong : "San, please...you don't have to, you're scaring me."
San : "awww...I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. I just wanted to finish saying that...well...nows your turn to learn buddy. Go fix the mistake you made. And don't worry, I'm right here to watch."