serenity ~ woosan

「 four 」

san/wooyoung

pushing tufts of grey hair out of his face, wooyoung sat next to his friends and laughed at san's response.

sannie 💩:
hold on babe, i'm shitting

the trio sitting in wooyoung's living room couldn't get enough of wooyoung's neighbor and his response.

"at least he's blunt," hongjoong laughed as wooyoung rolled his eyes.

"and he's open!" the youngest of the three chimed in gleefully.

"i gotta admit, it's a weird way to start a conversation," the oldest muttered before getting up to look for his phone. jongho lost interest once hongjoong left, going back to watching whatever was on wooyoung's tv. after jongho looked away, wooyoung's phone buzzed gently in his grasp. looking down, he saw san's response.

sannie 💩:
so anyways, what are you doing now?

wooyoung read the text over and over again, heat and redness rising to his tanned cheeks. he felt his heart pound a little harder in his chest and could hear its quickening beat in his ears.

sannie 💩:
helloo?
i know you saw this lol

you:
haha, sorry!! TT
my friends are still over here
why do you want to know? :P

sannie 💩:
just curious
how come i didn't get your number soon, cutie?

again, heat flooded wooyoung's face as he stared at the word 'cutie' typed on his screen.

you:
you never asked for it hehe

sannie 💩:
you could have asked me for mine

you:
no way!!

sannie 💩:
why not?

you:
uhh...
✓ read, 04:29pm

because you're way out of my league? because i can barely breathe when i see you?  wooyoung thought in a panic. no, if i say any of that he'll think i'm weird and-

sannie 💩:
uh?
you can tell me woo
i don't bite lol
✓ read, 04:31pm

wooyoung smiled softly at the older's comment, shaking his head and typing again.

you:
i dunno :P
we've never really talked?? so it didn't feel right

sannie 💩:
respectable
tell me when your friends leave?

you:
sure!
ttyl! hehe
✓ read, 04:35pm

wooyoung sat staring at the last text for an uncomfortably long amount of time, wondering if he should add anything before giving in and sending it, not wanting san to question his pause.

hongjoong had been standing in the doorway to wooyoung's living room, watching his friend's face light up and grow red as he looked at his phone.

"was that saaaan?" hongjoong teased, dragging out the 'a'.

"of course not!!" wooyoung fumbled over his words, locking his phone and hiding it when the oldest started walking over. worries flooded his head as he hid the device.

wooyoung hadn't come out to anyone formally, though he'd hinted to it to only the closest of his friends. even with his best attempts, most people realized that he was at least bi, at most gay. he did his best to ignore this fact of reality, scared one day more people would realize. scared that, one day, everything would go downhill because of it.

he shook his head softly, snapping himself back to reality as his friend spoke.

"why's your face so red then?" hongjoong smirked, to which wooyoung felt his face.

so warm it felt like a fever.

fuck.

"okay okay, fine, it was san," he squeaked, "but don't tell anyone!!"

hongjoong and jongho drew an x over their chests, signaling that they wouldn't tell anyone else.

"what's he saying?" jongho inquired.

"nothing really, he just asked if i'd tell him when you guys left?" his tone was questioning, not really understanding why his neighbor would ask for that, "i don't get why though..."

hongjoong grinned and rushed to jongho, whispering something to the youngest. jongho smiled along and nodded once the oldest finished. wooyoung made a questioning sound at the pair, to which hongjoong shook his head softly before checking his phone and frowning.

"sorry woo, but my parents want me home soon..." he trailed off.

"are you leaving now?" wooyoung pouted, to which hongjoong nodded and stood up. hugging jongho and wooyoung, hongjoong made his exit and left the two younger boys to themselves. they chatted and laughed for a short while before it was time for the younger to leave too, much to the older's dismay. jongho said goodbye and left, leaving wooyoung by himself. remembering what san asked, he opened his phone and opened san's contact.

you:
hi sanniee
my friends just left
wait why did you want to know when they left

sannie 💩:
don't worry
mind if i come over?

you:
oh umm idk

sannie 💩:
perfect
see you in ten

wooyoung stared at his phone, confused. why is he coming over?

still, wooyoung was content with the idea of spending some time getting to know his neighbor. so there he sat, patiently waiting on his couch and mindlessly scrolling through twitter until he heard gentle, soft knocking at his door.