serenity ~ woosan

「 one 」

san/wooyoung

laughing gently, a young boy sat in a cluster with some of his friends. a stern knock at the door reminded the boy to check the mail. excusing himself and standing up wobbly from his cross-legged position on the floor, he ran a hand through his fading gray hair, straightened out his fluffy ivory sweater, and approached the door. as he opened it, he waved to the mailman, walking off to his truck after depositing a box in front of the boy's apartment door. with a soft and excited sigh, he grabbed the package and raced back to the group.

"what'd you get, woo?" the smallest of the teens inquired. his messy, pink hair was pulled into a ponytail poking up from the crown of his head. on his hairline sat the middle of a large, black sweatband. pink hair peeked out from the bottom of the sweatband in the back, reaching his shoulders at the longest parts. cuddled into his curled up position sat a plush minion.

"honestly, i don't remember," the first of the boys chuckled gently, examining the box while explaining that it was an impulse buy.

"wait, wooyoung, let me see that," the boy holding the minion spoke slowly, eyeing the box.

"why...?" wooyoung cocked an eyebrow, looking at his friend. "you won't steal it, right hongjoong?"

shaking his head, hongjoong grabbed the box from wooyoung and looked at the label. a slightly taller man with a messy, dark undercut peered over his shoulder.

"woo, you might want to recheck this box..." he trailed off.

"why? what's wrong with it, jongho?" wooyoung sounded panicked, snatching the box from hongjoong once more before turning it frantically, trying to find the problem. the words on the label stood out and hit him like a kick to the stomach.

choi san.