SWITCHED | WOOSAN

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San and Wooyoung were walking around in the mall, and since Wooyoung offered San a boba drink, he accepted. The other also bought San a plushie, a 'shiber' to be exact. So now San was drinking a boba drink and holding a shiber while walking, and he had to admit, it felt good.

Not just the boba drink, but having Wooyoung back around. He couldn't help but stare at the other sometimes, thinking he must be dreaming. 'Wooyoung wasn't actually here, he was just dreaming, Wooyoung was still gone into rehab and wouldn't come back.' That's what his thoughts were. He thought that his was in a deep sleep, maybe even dead, but he didn't mind, as long as he'd stay beside Wooyoung.

He actually never knew if Wooyoung had changed, he couldn't figure it out. He was acting like it, but he felt uneasy whenever he looked at the other. He still looked the same, silver hair, sun kissed skin, muscles and ethereal features, it was all still there. He then wondered if he'd had changed, maybe he'd gotten taller or shorter, maybe his hair was a bit faded, and maybe he looked like rag doll from all the running around and restless nights he had when the other was gone. He just didn't know, and it was eating at him.

The other seemed to know pick up on the tension around the male, and looked for somewhere to take a resting place.

"Let's go sit at the cafe." Wooyoung suggested, and San snapped out of his thoughts as he looked up to meet brown orbs staring down at him.

"Ok." He said quietly as he drank his boba.

As they sat down, San noticed that Wooyoung had a ring on his finger, and his heart fastened the slightest.

"You still have it." San whispered, and Wooyoung looked up confused for a moment. He then looked to where San was looking, and gave a soft smile.

"Of course, it's our promise ring." Wooyoung said so casually that it almost scared San.

Wooyoung never wore there promise rings that they got after dating, he would always take it off and leave it at home. San always wore it, wether it be to sleep or outside, he'd always have it on. It reminded him that he made a promise to the other, and to San promises are special.

Wooyoung broke many promises, but that didn't mean San didn't love him. He could never stop loving Wooyoung, no matter what circumstance, even if the other kicked it out and called him harsh words, he'd stay. The only reason San could think of as of 'why?' is because he believed that Wooyoung still had a warm heart, and good nature. Even if he didn't show it, San knew it was there, it was just scared to come out and reveal itself in fear of being taken advantage of.

He'd never take advantage of the other, he could never forgive himself if he did. Of course, the other has taken advantage of him, but that didn't mean anything to him. He was to deep in love to notice how much he was breaking himself just to build the other up, that he didn't care. He didn't care if the other didn't love him. He didn't care.

All he cared about was Wooyoung.

"San!" A voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he jolted to look up at the others concerned eyes.

"You've been spacing out lately, what's on your mind?" The other asked in a soft voice.

"It's nothing." San whispered as he stared down at his now empty boba cup.