san/wooyoung
walking back into his house, hongjoong and jongho looked right up at wooyoung's shaking figure. his sleeve was still up and the box displaying his name was clutched in his arms. rushing to his room, ignoring the calls from his friends, thoughts raced through wooyoung's mind. he wondered what his neighbor's intentions were, asking himself why in the hell someone like san would give someone like himself his number.
his thoughts were cut off by a loud knock and hongjoong's voice sounding through his ears, asking for permission to come in his room. giving the older permission, he blew on the ink on his wrist before hastily pulling down his sleeve.
"why are you hiding?" hongjoong frowned after opening the door to his friend's room before continuing to press the shocked boy, "what happened at choi's?"
"n-nothing!!" wooyoung spoke quickly. hongjoong eyed him, seeing through the lie.
"woo, you can tell me. i'm your best friend!" the older responded with a sweet smile. wooyoung shook his head, assuring him it was nothing.
hongjoong just wouldn't give up. wooyoung sighed, asking, "if i tell you, will you leave me alone?" excitedly, hongjoong nodded as wooyoung groaned.
"fine, um... we talked a little and then..." he trailed off.
"and then...?" hongjoong repeated. wooyoung opened his mouth to speak, but quickly closed it and pulled up his sleeve, letting his friend examine for himself. hongjoong gladly took up the offer, then gasped loudly, shoving wooyoung's arm into his comforter.
"YOU GOT HIS NUMBER?" he shouted.
"shut up!" wooyoung told the other while hiding in his sweater. "he probably just gave me a fake number or something." to this, hongjoong shook his head in disbelief.
"text him. now."
"w-wait, what?" wooyoung stuttered. what got into joong? he asked himself.
"text him and see if it's really him! here," hongjoong grinned as he grabbed wooyoung's phone and handed it to his friend. wooyoung shook his head but shakily put in san's number and typed out a simple message.
san/wooyoung
in the middle of a conversation, san's phone buzzed loudly in his pocket. excusing himself, he pulled out his phone.
1 new message
the words popped up at the top of his bright screen. furrowing his brows, he opened the message.
+094*****:
hey, its wooyoung haha
smiling gently, san put up his long index finger to his annoyed friend.
you:
hey|
he shook his head and erased the short text, staring at his screen and sighing.
"mingi?" he started, "can you help me with something?"
his ocean blue-haired friend groaned, which san glared at him for, before asking, "what is it?"
"well, some cute gu-... chick... that i met on my way here just texted me, and i don't know what to say," he frowned.
"what'd she say?" mingi said, leaning against the back of his couch.
"um... just 'hey, it's wooyoung haha'."
"isn't wooyoung a guy's name?" mingi snickered.
"just shut up and help me!" san huffed, to which mingi took the older's phone.
"oh hell no, give me my phone back, song," the older demanded, trying to grab his phone from mingi's hands. unfortunately for him, mingi was tall as fuck, and his arms matched his proportions. the younger outstretched his arm, leaving san's phone out of his reach. the smaller crossed his arms, pouting.
"you can check it to make sure it isn't bad..." mingi trailed off for a second, pressing the send button when he was done with typing the text. he handed the phone back to his friend to let him read.
you:
hold on babe, im shitting
"MINGI, WHAT THE FUCK!" san cried out as mingi fell over laughing.
+094*****:
oh uh okay
you:
im so sorry!! my friend stole my phone
im not shitting i promise
✓ read, 04:18pm
san glared at his friend, who was holding his stomach laughing, as he typed 'my friend'.
"why would you say that??"
"to ruin your moment," mingi laughed. san rolled his eyes.
"god damn, i'm just soo lucky to be friends with you."
"you know it," the younger laughed as san changed the contact information for the new number.
wooyoung 🤤:
totally, lol
you:
i mean it!!
✓ read, 04:19pm
oh my god please don't leave me on read
✓ read, 04:20pm
wooyounggg!! i swear im not shitting!
wooyoung 🤤:
well when you put it like that...
i'm still not convinced :P
✓ read, 04:21pm
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serenity ~ woosan
Fanfictionse·ren·i·ty /sə'renədē/ 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 the state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled ... in which jung wooyoung finds his package misplaced at the neighbor's house *lowercase intended !warning!: swearing, sparse sexual content, mention of addi...
