sin - woosan

f o r t y - s i x

It was a days after their last date, Wooyoung was at San's place again, watching the man reply to some emails on the kitchen counter. Wooyoung leaned over it, coming face too face with San before speaking, "San-ah,"he called. The older's eyes shifted from the screen to the boy, humming gas a response, so he continued, "I've been thinking about us lately..."

San looks worried, immediately shutting down his computer to give him his full attention, "good things, I hope."

Wooyoung's laugh eased his mind, "oh, don't even worry, darling, I was just wondering where we stand. Since we've been going on all these dates, and you've been so gentleman like, I was just what our next step was," he shrugged.

"I already know what our next step is, I'm gonna make you mine." A smile tugs on the younger's face at that, about to say something when San adds, "I wanna ask you properly though..."

He felt his heart flutter at the words, smiling down at San, landing him a small peck on his pink lips, "I'll wait for you, then."

It went on for a couple of weeks. the, Wooyoung wondering when the question would finally get asked. They were at a fancy restaurant, nope. They were walking by the sunset, nah. They went to the well off pennies for wishes, and Wooyoung was sure he'd be asked, but still no. Wooyoung was growing frustrated and wondered if this was a ploy San was playing to get him to ask instead. Yet, he stayed patient, he told him he'd wait, so he will.

The day it actually happened wasn't a shock, yet also very unexpected at the same time. Wooyoung had been having doubts all week over this, but it did leave him stunned the way San had planned this out. He understood now why it took so long to ask, it was wonderful.

The two were on their way to Jeju Island when San proposed they take a yacht there. They were going to meet some friends there, being Yunho, Mingi, Seonghwa, and Hongjoong. Since Yeosang was still away, Wooyoung kept him updated with everything that's been happening with him. As the wind was blowing past them, San whisked Wooyoung off his feet, handing him a glass of champagne mirroring his, before he whispered, "I'm glad we can spend this time together, I'm so happy you're letting me..."

Wooyoung's eyes softened, "Sannie, you've shown me such growth these past couple weeks, I couldn't possibly turn you down, in fact, I want to be yours more than ever now."

San smiled, "well, lucky you don't have to wait much. Turn around."

Wooyoung was confused by the instruction but gasped when he saw a huge banner they were crossing with the words, "Jung Wooyoung, Will You Be My Boyfriend?"

He turned around swiftly, arms already open and pounces on the older, "YES! A million times, yes!"

San held him close, wrapping his arms around him securely, letting his head fall to the crook of Wooyoung's neck, leaving a chaste kiss there, before parting. Arms still loosely wrapped around his waist, San looked down at the shorter, genuine smile etched onto his face, "thank you." Wooyoung shut him up best, pulling hips lips to his in a quick motion and making San sigh into the melting kiss. They hear screams in the distance, most probably Mingi, but they didn't even stop for air, as that moment was theirs.

They don't know how long they spent there in each other's arms, but when oxygen was growing faint, and the captain announced their arrival, the two made their way out of the yacht. The younger was basically hanging off San's arm when they greeted their friends, it was obvious the two were very happy with their new arrangement. San was glowing was pride, and Wooyoung's smile was shining so bright it competed with the last fighting rays in the sky. Since they booked the night at Jeju, the couples all went ahead and settled into their rooms before regrouping for dinner. "Glad we aren't the only ones that weren't a couple on this trip," Wooyoung murmured to San, their arms looped together as they made their way to the buffet.

"Oh, please, we act more couple-y than them combined, it would have been fine," he argued.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes, "I just meant I'm glad you asked, dumbass."

"First pet name since we became official, and you choose dumbass?" he looked offended.

Wooyoung couldn't help but giggle, "well if you weren't so stupid sometimes, I wouldn't have to call you that," he mused.

"Stupid in love with you?" San tried' only making the younger's eyes roll even harder, the smile on his face betraying him though.

"So cheesy," he muttered, now able to see the tall figures of Mingi and Yunho bickering by their table. Seems they weren't the only couple playfully arguing on this trip, he smiled as he watched Yunho wipe the pout of Mingi's face before they arrived at the table.

Once everyone was there, they enjoyed their meals before they ultimately decided to celebrate the new couple, going out for drinks in the party by the beach. Each couple were swaying with their partner, the twin towers getting very wasted very quickly, while Seonghwa had to deal with a tipsy Hongjoong all night. That left San and Wooyoung, they didn't need the alcohol to feel content, but the constant buzz it gave was welcomed. They were swaying under the moonlight, but none even peered away from their lover's eyes, "you're so beautiful, Wooyoung."

He blushed almost instantly, yet his eyes never strayed, "and you're very handsome, San." A teasing finger danced on San's exposed chest, as Wooyoung playfully unbuttoned a couple of them earlier, saying he looked 'too formal' and it seemed they were going to a 'work dinner' instead.

San didn't mind the distraction, his eyes falling to watch the finger disappear behind his shirt, feeling Wooyoung's whole hand explore him from underneath his shirt. When he felt the younger squeeze his nipple, San groaned, pulling him in closer, whispering seductively in his ear, "wanna get out of here? I know how we can actually celebrate the new couple," he said suggestively.

He didnt need to speak twice to have Wooyoung at his mercy. He intertwined their fingers, slipping past the crowd, and into the elevator, unable to keep their hands off each other. Once they reached their floor, San stumbled at the door, unable to get it open as Wooyoung's naught hands took to exploring him, shoving his arms into his shirt, or onto his bulge. His lips weren't helping either as he left wet, open-mouthed, hot, and sloppy kisses all over his neck and shoulders, making San's head fall back in pleasure. Finally getting to work, San made quick moves to rid them of their clothes and tackle Wooyoung on the bed, thrusting into him deep and slow, focusing only on the sounds the younger was emitting.