eavesdrop - woosan au

the infamous friday night breakdown

"why don't you start reviewing what we did yesterday while i clear the table?" san asked as he got up and picked up their plates. his voice was calm and soothing.
"yeah," wooyoung answered while nodding, getting up to grab the books from his bag.
they studied for three hours straight, and san was amazed by wooyoung's focus on maths.
at some point, however, wooyoung's thoughts started reaching his own.
he was getting mad at himself for not understanding a theorem, but kept a stoic façade outside.
"woo, everything okay? struggling with anything?" he asked delicately.
wooyoung just turned, his eyebrows frowned, "i don't get it."
"it's okay, i can explain it again-"
"no, it's not okay," wooyoung interrupted him,
"it's useless for you to explain it again cause i won't get it because i'm dumb," he said all in one breath.
"alright" san nodded and got up, closing their books.
"what are you doing?" wooyoung asked, confused.
"you're obviously not dumb but tired, because it's 2am. it's time we do something else." san affirmed and gestured him to go to the kitchen.

"you're really making us bake cookies?"
"yes?"
"it's 2am, san."
"i promise it's relaxing! my grandma always did this when i was upset."
"alright, let's try this miraculous stress remedy."
san chuckled and passed him an apron.

they made a mess in the kitchen, and it took them almost two hours to have the dough ready to be baked, as they ended up playing with flour.
at least san could tell wooyoung was happy.
as the put the cookies in the oven, san noticed wooyoung yawning.
he then realized it was almost 4am.
he should have probably have made wooyoung test rather than bake cookies this late.
"woo, lay a bit on the couch?"
"no."
"why not? you're sleepy."
"i want to wait for the cookies to be done."
"i'll wake you up as soon as they're out of the oven,
i promise. please?"
wooyoung didn't quite get why san wanted him to sleep so bad, but he eventually gave up and got up from the kitchen counter to the sofa.