serenity ~ woosan

「 twenty-six 」

tw: mention of drugs, drinking

san/wooyoung

san had dragged wooyoung along to some party mingi was throwing around four days after they got home. unbeknownst to the younger, san used to be a big party animal. almost nightly, he and mingi would go out and dance with whoever they could, getting drunk and doing things or sometimes people they'd regret.

at the time, drinking was san's only escape from his anxiety that loomed over him like a cloud, sleeping around a means of distraction.

that all changed when san met wooyoung. now everything about the younger was his comfort, his skin the escape, his lips a perfect distraction. san didn't drink a drop of alcohol since he and wooyoung had first kissed, even though being away from the other almost made him cave.

tonight would be the first night in almost half a year the green-haired boy would party, drink, or anything. he was worried, scared he'd do something wrong while under the influence.

he shook the thoughts from his head, taking the younger's hand in his own and leading him into mingi's house.

the party had already started. loud music blared as people mingled, some dancing, some making out, most just talking. red solo cups were scattered all over and parts of the floor were wet with spilled drinks. everything stunk of weed and cheap beer. san scrunched his nose at the familiar smell.

still hand in hand, san led his boyfriend through the crowd, looking for mingi. he rushed past all the alcohol and people taking hits, holding himself back for now.

finally, the pair found mingi and another bright blue-haired boy san had come to recognize as yunho. mingi was holding yunho close to himself, arms resting lazily on his hips, hands on his ass. the barely shorter was leaning in, whispering whatever he was saying into yunho's red ears. it was clear to san that mingi was already drunk, high, or both. he knew the boy well enough to know that he would never advance on anyone sober - especially yunho.

san cleared his throat and held onto wooyoung's hand tighter. mingi glanced over at him, whispered something to yunho, then let go and walked over to the green-haired boy he hadn't seen in this type of atmosphere in so long.

"choi fuckin' san!" he exclaimed. "how the hell are ya?"

san nodded in response, smelling the alcohol on his friend's breath. "i'm pretty good," he started. "did we interrupt something?"

"kinda," mingi laughed, "but it's okay! my lil puppy and i don't mind takin' a break to talk to my friends, do we, yunho?"

yunho, who now stood by mingi's side, shook his head to say he didn't mind either.

"what's up, woo?" mingi asked quickly, ignoring what he had just said. "how are you?"

"i'm good...!" wooyoung replied wth a smile and a squeeze to san's cold hand. as his lover spoke, the older's eyes watched mingi's arm snake around yunho's waist, squeezing his hips. yunho, who appeared sober, yipped softly and smiled at mingi. mingi, in return, smiled and laughed a little. it seemed like the two forgot about san and his boyfriend, so they left to get drinks. 

when san looked back at the other pair, they were already against a wall with their lips interlocked.

san poured drinks for wooyoung and himself, advising the younger to stay by his side and keep a close eye on his glass. his arm found itself draped on the smaller's shoulders as they walked together through the house.

the two found a spot to get away from everyone else, both chatting with the other and sipping on their beer. san noticed wooyoung scrunch his face at its bitter taste upon the first swig.

"do you like it?" he asked softly after leaning into wooyoung's ear to make sure his question would be heard. the younger gently shook his head as san's breath danced on his skin. san took his cup, poured it into his own, then handed the empty glass back to wooyoung.

as soon as the brown liquid hit san's tongue, something in him once turned off switched back on. he chugged the contents of the glass like it was water he'd found in the desert and quickly got more, doing the same with the next glass.

the process repeated until he was numb, the familiar feeling of nothing shrouding him and taking over completely.

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im so sorry if this is triggering to anyone !! :( i just had an idea and i went w it. the topic of drinking shows up throughout this, so ill try to put warnings whenever it shows up !

im sorry for not updating yesterday! thank you all for reading and i hope you enjoyed!