Players

• Thirteen •

Wooseok was sitting on the couch in his living room, grandparents across from him. His parents had forced him to sit for dinner, saying he needed to spend time with them. He bit on his bottom lip, hoping they wouldn't bring up the topic they always choose to talk about. "So, Wooseok, how's school?" he glanced up at them.

"It's okay." they nodded.

"Are you still playing...what is it called? Football?" Wooseok sighed.

"Soccer." his grandpa nodded.

"Yes, that's what it's called." Wooseok looked away.

"Yes, i'm still playing. We have a game friday." they grabbed the food from his mother.

"Are you seeing anyone?" Wooseok closed his eyes, wishing he could disappear. Anytime they came over, the topic of dating would be brought up. He hated it, because it was like he needed to date to survive. He was going to say no, when he suddenly thought of Yuto.

They've been "Dating" for a few week's now, the school confused at the whole thing. Neither of them had fallen for the other, and it was more like they were tolerating each other. He would try to hug the smaller, but he'd shove him away. He'd ask about his family, and the boy would tell him shut the hell up. He smirked to himself, knowing this would get a reaction out of them.

"He hasn't been seeing anyone for years." his father said. Wooseok cleared his throat, catching their attention.

"Actually, i am." they all looked at him wide eyed.

"You are?" his grandmother looked like she might pass out.

"Yeah." his mother walked over to him.

"Well, who is it?" he smiled, sitting up straighter.

"His names Yuto." they looked at him more confused.

"It's a boy?" he nodded.

"He has a little sister, and i give them a ride every morning." his mother crossed her arms, looking at him.

"How long have you two been dating?" he pursed his lips.

"A few week's already. It'll be a month next week." they all raised their brows.

"We'd like to meet this Yuto." he coughed, scratching the back of his head.

"Ugh, well...the thing is-" his grandpa scoffed.

"This boy isn't real. If he doesn't want us to meet him, then he's lying." Wooseok rolled his eyes.

"He's not fake. And i'll bring him tomorrow." they all chuckled, shaking their heads.

"I'd love to see the day you commit to something." his grandpa said. Wooseok sunk into his chair, messing around with his food. He didn't know how he was going to tell the other about this. They agreed to only "Date" during school hours. He was sure the other would smack him.

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"I'm supposed to what?" wooseok sighed, parking the car. He had just gotten to school, thinking it was the best time to bring it up.

"You just have to convince my family we're dating." Yuto looked at him like he was crazy.

"Your family?" he nodded. "Okay, how did our 'relationship'," he made air quotes around the word, Wooseok rolling his eyes. "End up coming up during your dinner?" wooseok sighed, looking away.

"That isn't important. What's important is that i really need your help." Yuto eyed him.

"I think it is important, because i need to know what i'm walking into." Wooseok rolled his eyes.

"I'll tell you when you tell me something." Yuto furrowed his brows.

"What?" he sighed, turning in his seat.

"I just...i feel like this...whatever we call it isn't going to work, if we don't talk to each other." Yuto laughed dryly.

"So you want to be friends?" Wooseok sighed.

"Not exactly." yuto raised his brow.

"Okay, so what then?" Wooseok rolled his eyes, looking around.

"I feel like i don't know you." Yuto stared at him.

"Since when was that part of the deal?" Wooseok shook his head, opening the door.

"Forget it. If you want to help me, great. If not, then that's fine too." he closed his door, walking away. He didn't know what he was even trying to say. He shook his head, knowing thinking like that wasn't going to get him very far. He walked into class, taking his usual seat. Yuto walked in after, sitting down next to him.

"What time is it at?" he asked, glancing to him. Wooseok tried to bite back the smile that wanted to spread on his face. He wrote everything down on a small piece of paper, handing it to him. Yuto read it, nodding his head. "If i don't win this game, i'm going to be pissed." Wooseok rolled his eyes, sitting back in his chair.

He hoped nothing would go wrong. And he hoped he didn't piss Yuto off from now till then, because one wrong word from him, and everything would go to shit. He tapped his fingers on his desk, wondering how this was going to work out.