I hate you. || woosan ||

|| part 28 ||

The kiss was slow, tender. The glide of our lips felt warm and wet in the cold dry air. I rested my hands on the sides of Wooyoung's cold face. As the kiss deepened I felt Wooyoung put his arms around my neck, pulling me closer to his small, cold frame. After that came another kiss and another one. All in the same fervour.

I couldn't even feel the freezing temperature around us anymore. I was only focused on our body's, our heat, warming us endlessly. I felt Wooyoung's warm hand creep into my hair. He started making comforting motions, like he was rubbing or petting my hair. I fully relaxed in his arms. I haven felt this calm in a long time.

As I pulled back I saw Wooyoung's face. His eyes were shining and his cheeks were rosy red. His hair was slightly tousled and his lips swollen. He looked beautiful like this. I patted on my lap, motioning for him to sit on it. He moved closer and sat down. I tucked a few strands of his gorgeous black hair behind his ear and pulled him in for a quick chaste kiss again.

"I have been thinking, San..." Wooyoung started while staring into his hands on his lap.
"I do know what I want. I just don't know if I'm ready for it." Wooyoung looked up at me as he finished talking. His eyes shone with love and passion.

"Tell me what you want, Wooyoung." I wrapped my arms around his hips, never wanting to escape this moment ever again.

"You. I want you, us. I want to give it a try. Even if I'm not ready for it, I'm willing to try as long as it's with you." I felt a lump create in my throat while he spoke. Why did I have to fall in love with a man. Am I even in love? What is this feeling? Why is love so hard?

"Wooyoung, I don't know how to tell you... I know I have been misleading you, but... I'm not sure if I like men." I finally got out. Wooyoung's expression contorted into a confused and hurt one. Fuck, what is wrong with me.

"W-what?" Wooyoung stuttered. His eyes immediately filled with tears, threatening to spill.

"I know how fucking shitty it sounds, but... I- I just don't know and I'm so sorry." I expected Wooyoung to cry, to get mad. He had all the right to do both, but he didn't. He grew a tender smile and took my arms off his waist, holding my hands in his own. He blinked away his tears and spoke tenderly.

"Than let's try together." He said with the same warm smile. His thumbs caressed my hands as he held them.

"Let's try together." I kissed him again, quickly getting used and addicted to the feeling of his soft plump lips on mine. As I pulled back I saw Wooyoung's gaze avert to his lap again. His shyness was taking over again.

"So... what are we now?" Wooyoung slowly asked after a little while of comfortable silence.

"Let's not make anything official yet, okay? We'll take things slow." I said, rubbing his thigh lovingly.

"Am I still allowed to kiss you?" Wooyoung asked hesitantly, looking through his long lashes.

"Of course you are." I said pulling him into another kiss. I nuzzled into his neck. His scent embraced me. The warm musky vanilla smelled like Christmas, like home somehow.
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Yeosang pov:

"What do you mean they don't know?!" Jongho shouted at me. I panicked and I didn't know what to say, so I stayed silent. "Fucking say something! Why didn't you tell them?!" He shouted again.
He pinched his nose bridge as he turned around. He didn't even want to face me.

"Me and sunhee panicked, okay?! You don't understand how upset Sun is! She is so worried about what your parents will think so we decided to act like we're still together with Christmas..."

"Oh so you're planning to act like you're with my sister right infront of me? How do you think I will feel?!"

"This is the least I could do after cheating on her with both her brothers!" I immediately held my hand before my mouth as the words left my lips. I didn't mean to say it. He wasn't supposed to know.