The Spring Dance

Twenty Eight

On Monday, it was awkward. They had to sit next to each other, while they faced away. Everyone thought the two might have had a fight, but if you looked closely, you could see the small worried glanced they'd give each other. Yuto would try to start a conversation, but he'd ignore him, or give him a simple answer that he couldn't add to.

Wooseok wasn't there, leaving him alone with his other friends. He wanted to say something, literally anything, but he just couldn't. It was like he was stuck in time. The next day was exactly the same, no words spoken between the two. Wooseok wasn't there again, making him worry slightly. When he wasn't there on Wednesday, he skipped thursday, wanting to check on the taller. He knocked on the door, seeing his mother.

"Oh, Yuto dear. I'm so happy to see you again." he smiled greeting the lady and giving her a hug. "I take it your here for Wooseok?"

"Yes ma'am. He's okay, right?" His mother frowned, patting his back. She let him into the house, closing the door after him.

"I'm not sure. He hasn't came out of that room all week. I'm hoping you could change that." he smiled, wondering himself if he could. He nodded, being led up the small stairs.

"Wooseokie, someone's here for you." his mother said softly. She left him, telling him she'd be downstairs.

He sighed, knocking on the door. "Go away Yanan." He laughed softly.

"Damn, I thought you'd be happier to see me?" he could hear the way the taller ran to the door, throwing it open. When he saw Yuto, he sighed, pulling him into a tight hug. Yuto laughed, hugging him back. He was wearing loose sweats and a loose black shirt. "You okay?"

"I am now." Yuto rolled his eyes, hating how cheesy he was. He was still awkward around the taller, but was starting to get used to him now. They stayed like that, with Yuto patting his back. After a while, Yuto walked them forward into the room, snorting at the way it looked.

"How long have you been living here?" he scratched the back of his neck out of embarrassment.

"It's been a long couple of days." Yuto frowned, looking at him.

"You sure you're okay?" Wooseok nodded slowly. He sighed, finding room to lay on his bed. He lifted the small bear, smiling down at it. Wooseok laid next to him, putting his arms around him and laying on his chest. Yuto chuckled, looking down at him.

It looked like he hadn't showered in a while. "Wooseok?" he looked up at him. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you need a shower." He rolled his eyes, trying to hide a smile.

"I don't wanna." Yuto laughed, shaking his head. Wooseok lifted his head, to look at him.

"Only if you call me baby." Yuto rolled his eyes.

"Go shower you giant baby." Wooseok glared at him, getting out of the bed. "I'll clean your room." He glanced at him.

"You sure?" he nodded.

"Yeah, it needs to be." he looked at him once more, before walking away. Yuto stood up, starting to organize the room. Once everything looked like it should, or rather, how he thought it should, Wooseok walked back in. he had on some loose sweats again, his hair wet and small droplets falling onto his bare skin. Yuto blushed a deep red, looking anywhere but at him.

Wooseok smirked, walking to him. He was laying on the bed, his hands fiddling with the small bear in his arms. Yuto's mind was racing with thoughts that shouldn't be there. He hoped the taller would throw on a shirt, but it seemed he loved seeing him so flustered. So he laid on the bed, wrapping his arms around Yuto.