Through Your Lens

chapter 11: a reason to stay

it was now 3:30pm, and wooyoung and san were preparing for their friends' collective dinner after their stimulating activities earlier on in the day. wooyoung had invited yeosang so he could meet his new boyfriend's friends. he was a little nervous himself, considering he'd be meeting two of sans oldest friends minus hongjoong. sans cousin jongho had been in the city and was more than just friendly with sans friends. they'd all hung out for years, and now that san has a new boyfriend who has a best friend, they'd be included in every group gathering.

wooyoung was making one of his special dishes, japchae. he'd learnt how to cook when he was younger, having to cook for his younger brother who would always ask the older to make his "special japchae."there was in fact nothing really special about it, just the fact that wooyoung knew how to make it the best out of all the people he knows who cook. they'd all say wooyoungs taste in cooking is unique, and that the way he cooks the noodles are somehow different from how others usually make them.

san had set the table for his cook of a boyfriend, and made his way to wooyoung. he got a strong grip on the younger's waist, leaning into his neck from the back, sniffing his scent. "i love the way you smell, i might have to lock you up so none of the boys can smell you," san joked.

a giggle was heard from wooyoungs mouth, amused at his boyfriends remark. "san, you're forgetting that i live with my best friend so he smells me everyday, and i doubt your friends will care about how i smell, whether it's good or bad."

"but what if they try to steal you from me?"

wooyoung deadpanned.

"i just lost my virginity to you. they wouldn't succeed, trust me."

san smirked, pressing small kisses against wooyoungs neck repeatedly, humming in agreement as he remembered their festivities from before.

"damn right you did, and i will be dreaming about that for the rest of my life" san shamelessly admitted, making wooyoung turn around and put his hand over the taller's mouth.

"sh... what if hongjoong hears you?" he shyly asked, attempting to shut san up. instead, san gently took hold of wooyoungs hand, pulling it away from his mouth.

"let him. if i could, i'd fuck you right now right here, against this very countertop."

wooyoung shoved san away from him, his face and ears turning red as he avoided eye contact with the other.

"g-go have a shower. i need to finish this before seonghwa comes back, and i can't do that if you're here distracting me"

"oh i'm distracting you am i?" san taunted, pulling wooyoungs waist roughly against front, their bodies touching from their lower halves. this made wooyoung let out a whimper, mainly because of the rough handling. it seems san had discovered his super secret kink for being manhandled. he looked up at san, making deep eye contact with him.

right when san was about to get into wooyoungs personal space and close the distance between them, the door to the dorm flung open, revealing seonghwa with bags of things for their dinner, like drinks, snacks, etc.

seonghwa automatically looked to the left of him, noticing the two who had been awkwardly looking around, wooyoung having turned around.

"i smell something fishy going on..." he took a pause before making his way over to the kitchen where wooyoung and san were. he placed the bags on the counter top not far from where wooyoung was stood, and analysed each of their faces.

"i think you're seeing things hyung, i just came to accompany woo while he cooked. i'd already finished setting the table like you asked" san said, gesturing towards the dining table where seonghwa's eyes followed. he nodded in approval.