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disclaimer: reader and san are about to kiss when instead they accidentally hit foreheads really hard and have matching bruises.
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"San, come here."
"Hm? What is it?" San poked his head from inside the bathroom, in the middle of brushing his teeth.
"I found this photo of us when we first interacted in college," San came out of the bathroom out of curiosity and looked at the photo in your hands. In that photo was your girlfriends of four and San's friends of eight including him going out for dinner. Your girlfriends were close friends with San's friends and only they were special to the boys. You were one of them.
San gave a cold first impression when he met you as the new member of the hangout group. He was just worried that you're those girls who hangs out with the other girls just to get to the boys, so he observed you the whole night. It scared you so you tugged your friend's sleeve and whispered to her.
"Jiwon, I don't think I'm welcomed here." You told her and she noticed San's glare at you. She grabbed a tissue and tossed it at San's face. Your eyes widened.
"Yah, San. Behave. You're making her anxious with your glaring." Jiwon scolded.
"Jiwon, don't provoke him. It's fine, I can just go somewhere."
"But, (y/n), this is your first hangout after therapy. You need to get used to it sooner or later."
And San heard that, his eyes softened when he overheard about your depression and you just finished your therapy session so he felt bad. You pursed your lips and took the soju in your hand, sipping on it to avoid tension.
"You were sceptical of me back then!" You laughed, slapping San's shoulder as he chuckled by the memory.
"Hey, I also had a bad history with girls in my days. Ah, when was that?"
"San, that was only 3 years ago at your freshman year in college." You poked his dimples.
"And now we've graduated, got a job we both always wanted and live in our own house. Well, apartment, but whatever." San shrugged.
"Aren't you glad you didn't give up and continue attending classes?"
"Yes, because I get to see you before and after class," he leaned in and you followed suit, eyes closed.
Instead of feeling each other's lips, yours and San's head bumped each other causing you both to pull back in pain. San was hissing while you were giggling by the epic fail.
"That was so embarrassing." You rubbed your forehead; you can guess it might be red now.
"You okay?" San got worried and checked on your forehead, his large hands holding your face.
"I'm fine," you giggled and took him by surprise when you pecked his nose. "Happy 2nd Anniversary, fiancé."
"Happy 2nd Anniversary, future Mrs. Choi." He smiled lovingly before capturing your lips with his.
