𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 | woosan

ily (#)

fluff w/ light angst
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bf 💌

hey i won't be coming home tonight
i have stuff to do
ily

oh that's okay
be careful :,)
read 12:45 am

wooyoung placed his phone down on the kitchen table slowly. he was use to this by now already, being by himself almost the entire day, his boyfriend no where to be seen.

"guess i'll invite san over then," he whispered.
he unlocked his phone and dialed his number.

sanie🍓🥢
calling ...

oh? what's up woo

can you come over?? or even sleepover??

mm, yeah i'll be there in a bit

thank you

san could hear the hint of sadness in his voice.

hey keep that smile on for me okay
i'll see you there okay baby

wooyoung's heart fluttered at the nickname san called him just now. he wasn't expecting that at all.

"okay i'll see you," wooyoung smiled, a tint of blush on his cheeks, and hanged up.

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sanie🍓🥢

i'm here
read 1:26 am

wooyoung glanced at his phone, drinking his apple juice when he heard the door slam open, causing him to choke and spill the juice on himself.

well that was fast,
wooyoung thought.

"damnit san, can't you knock," wooyoung grabbed a towel and brought it up to his face.

"where's that jerk at?!" san yelled fuming in anger.

"he's not coming tonight," wooyoung silently said as he stood up from the kitchen chair and walked towards a fuming san.

"again," san said, his voice growing soft, his eyes drooping down. he brought his hand up to fiddle with wooyoung's hair.

"yeah .." wooyoung trailed off, "again."

"and what did he say this time," san pulled him into a hug, noticing a tear fall gently on his blouse.

"h- he said that he has stuff to do, but i know better than that, does he think i'm stupid?! some sort of joke?!" wooyoung angrily said through tears and gritted teeth as he gripped onto san's shirt.

"you're none of those wooyoung," san said, rubbing comforting circles on his back with the palm of his hand.

"did he say anything else," san questioned.
"just a simply ily," wooyoung quietly whimpered out.