Chapter 13 : Of Labels and Confessions

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The two decided to have a breakfast in bed for two reasons : (1) They're both feeling lazy at the moment so they asked their housemaid to prepare and send them the gracious breakfast and (2) please refer to number one.

They both huddled in bed with San sniffing Wooyoung's hair as he really loved the smell, and of course he find out ... again, that the younger one is sharing his lavender scent shampoo. And Wooyoung lying on San's lap loving the feeling of San's gentle touch and lowkey smelling of his hair. But who is he to detach himself from the humble grace, when he knew in himself that he really also wants it.

"Woo, did you use my shampoo again? What about yours, did you not like it?", San gently mused while signing to the nearing housemaid to just put the meal on the table near their bed. He then mouthed a small "thank you" and smiled to the housemaid and got a smile and a respectful bow in return.

"I just want to smell like you. Why? did you not like it", the younger one nonchalantly mused causing San to get caught off guard at the rhetorical question. He wasn't prepared for this.

"N-no, its okay, really. So let's eat first?", San mumbled while squeezing his mind for some creative ideas to dodge the nerve wracking question. And fortunately it worked, as the younger one didn't pushed through on the topic and just prepared the breakfast in a proper manner.

"Sannie, i'm sorry if it's a little bit prying for you. But you know that I'll be always be there for you and that I just want to help you right? Can you tell me what's bothering you for this past few days?", Wooyoung suddenly calmly stated but his eyes is laced with concern as he watch the older stopped in his tracks, contemplating on what to say.

"No everything's okay, Woo. It's nothing", San weakly whispered, vibe turning remorseful. It's true that he's cocky and childish and all. But he's a human and he's feeling guilty for dropping his mom's call and for not answering her calls for the past few days. He tried to set his attention on his friends and any other things as long as he can temporarily forget the nausea he'd been experiencing whenever his parents is included in any certain topics. And Wooyoung's worrying triggered some old wounds, but he's not blaming him though. The fault is in himself, on why can't he just let go of the past. On why he is still broken. The thoughts somehow made him feel light-headed.

"San, you promised me right? That we're going to share it's others burden, so please, can you trust me. Even just this once", Wooyoung seriously stated. Gone is his playful side as he stares intently into San's eyes, pleading for the latter's trust.

"Can we not talked about it please. But I promised you that if i'm feeling ready, i will tell you all of it. All without losing a freakin detail okay", the older sighed, weakly smiling and the younger was persuaded, gently massaging San's hands to calm him down.

Then they proceed to eat their delightful breakfast, comfortable silence encapsulating the ambiance. With San feeding the younger with greasy fried chicken legs. Wooyoung decided to give up on ignoring the crispy and delicious delicacy he'd been ignoring. But he have one question he had been wishing to ask. And before he can stop his itching tongue. The bomb is dropped.

"San, what are we?", Wooyoung calmly ask, holding his breath, weighing the situation on whether to sink or swim. And he choose to stay, waiting for the ridiculous question to sink on the older's brain. But Wooyoung's waiting is going in vain, as he saw San stared at him confusely and was about to open his mouth.

"And Sannie, just please. Please don't answer me that we're human or homo sapiens or any absurd theories you can think of. I'm asking on what is our label? Our relationship label", Wooyoung fiddled, eyeing the olders bewildered expression.

"I-i don't know, Woo", San tried his best to sound calm though that's not what he's currently feeling inside. He can almost hear the hammering of his chest and he silently pray that the younger one doesn't notice. But honestly, he already know what the younger one was pertaining to in his earlier question. And he already know the answer in himself. And it makes him scared, the thought that he's gonna makes Wooyoung life's a mess.

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