—You need to treat yourself, spend some time with your friends and just stop caring so much. — Said Wooyoung's friend while drinking her coffee. Both of them were sitting on the boy's living, this one with his pajamas still on, not caring that it was already 3pm. — Seriously, buy some clothes, get your makeup done and let's go clubbing. It would be great for you.
His friend was putting all of her effort to cheer up the silver haired but nothing seemed to work. He was still spending all of his days watching dramas and eating trash food.
It seems like a break up it's pretty hard to manage, specially if you are Jung Wooyoung.
—I don't want to, what's the point of doing it.— The sadness on the boy's voice was something everyone around him could sense and see. He was hugging his knees close to his chest and staring blankly into the floor.
He looked up at the feeling of some arms around his body.
—Please... at least try it.— He heard a feminine voice whisper and sighed.
Maybe it was okay, maybe it would do him great and make him forget just for a moment about all of the things that happened.
—Fine, I'll do it.
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makeup - woosan
Short StorySan was expecting to do his job like a normal day. Wooyoung was expecting to just get his makeup done and go to the party. None of those things happened. - low quality smut - probably bad written
