serenity ~ woosan

「 seventeen 」

san/wooyoung

the rest of the night went surprisingly smoothly, though san was certain his declaration would have ended up ruining it as soon as the words left his mouth. much to his delight, his fears were irrational and not reality. the two had spent the rest of their time watching whatever shitty movie they'd find and cuddling or kissing, ordering in when they had finally gotten hungry.

to san, it was heaven on earth. he hoped it was for the younger, too.

slowly, the present daylight outside trickled into the darkness of night, telling the platinum-blonde to take his leave back to his own apartment. ignoring the world and time itself, san sat content in the arms of the boy he loved so dearly.

"youngie," he started bittersweet, "i don't want this night to be over yet."

a pause was all san received at first, followed by wooyoung's soft, tired voice asking,

"who says it has to?"

the simple words left the older grinning from war to ear, squeezing and nuzzling the other's arm, which once laid across the toned chest of the blonde. he muttered a quick phrase of love for the boy whose fingers found themselves laced in the near-white locks of the boy in his lap. gently clutching the hair, the younger mumbled such words back, gaining a kiss from the soft, grateful lips of the older on his tanned skin.

...

like before, weeks passed. it seemed like history had repeated itself. these weeks, however, were pleasant, unlike the last. the boys had stayed in contact and seen each other often. their love grew stronger throughout the weeks they'd gotten closer during. san told wooyoung anything in his mind, even when he felt his lowest. wooyoung did the same for the other, both comfortable and confident together.

san hoped it would stay like this forever.

for now, the two sat in san's dumpy apartment. though the air was silent and they did close to nothing, san was happy.

he wanted this forever and always. he wanted wooyoung forever and always.

and so, a question popped into his head. though he tried to hold it in, it quickly escaped from his mouth.

"hey, woo?" he asked, breaking the silence.

fuck.

"yeah?" wooyoung half-hummed in response.

fuck.

"uh, n-nevermind...!" the older stammered, awkwardly laughing it off like he never spoke at all.

"uh-uh, choi san," the gray-haired boy started. "you got me interested, so keep going!"

FUCK.

after a moment of panic and trying to hold it in, words sheepishly slipped out again.

"will you be my boyfriend?"

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say the name !

also aww aint that soft !!

this lowkey reminds me of me and my girlfriend when we started dating but thats ok hehe

i hope y'all are enjoying this !! thank you for reading this !! ^^