Woosan Oneshots

One Night Stand

Wooyoung woke up with a pounding headache and a sore back in a stranger's apartment, barely remembering the night before.

It wasnt an unusual morning to him.

He was a guy who always looked for some late night fun instead of a serious relationship.

He sat up in the double bed and looked around him.

His partner in crime was nowhere to be seen in the room.

He gently rubbed his face to wake himself up a little more then moved to the edge of the bed.

Looking at the floor for his clothes.

He was used to finding them scattered on the floor like how he would leave them at night before the temporary affair.

But this time, they weren't there.

He looked around him, confused.

Was his hookup a creep and stole his clothes?

He needed to leave the room to find answers, but he couldn't leave naked.

Sure, he was completely naked in front of him last night, but he was drunk.

He found a sweater and sweatpants that looked clean, folded neatly on the nightstand next to him.

So he put them on and slowly made his way to the room door.

He smelled delicious food, making him groan both in hunger and annoyance because he put a rule for himself to never eat at his hookups' place.

He wanted to leave before the other could sense his presence, but he needed to find his clothes.

Looking around him, the apartment was so spacious and so clean.

This boy was probably a minimalist.

When he made it to the kitchen, he saw him standing there with his back to him.

Bare back to him.

He wasn't wearing a top, only sweatpants.

But he was wearing an apron anyway.

With the guy's defined back and shoulder muscles moving so nicely everytime he moved and the apron strings wrapped tightly around his tiny waist, Wooyoung was more than enjoying the view.

He quickly tried to fix his messy hair then cleared his throat to announce his presence.

"Good morning!" The stranger turned around with a gentle smile. "I made breakfast for both of us."

Oh fuck he's handsome.

Of course he was. Wooyoung had taste.

He's just more handsome from a sober view.

"Uhm...thank you...but I really need to leave...I can't find my clothes anywhere..." Wooyoung spoke softly, still nervous that this guy has already locked him in his apartment.

"Oh your clothes, I folded them and put them in the drawer that was next to your side. I was going to wash them, but I figured you'd want to leave early...erm...what was your name again?"

Wooyoung stared strangely at this boy. Wash his clothes? Was he a cleaning freak? "Ah...it's okay I'll just leave..."

Maybe revealing his name wouldn't be a good idea.

"Right, I understand." The boy smiled. "I'm San by the way."

Wooyoung just nodded quietly.

"I understand you might not want to have breakfast with just a random stranger you slept with, but I thought it would be nice to not eat alone." San smiled. "And don't worry, I won't think you like me because you stayed." He chuckled.