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ring ring ring!

ugh who is it. 

Wooyoung asks himself while he slowly opens his eyes and without looking at who's calling he answers his phone.

"hello?" he asks with his raspy morning voice. It was saturday morning and wooyoung was just woken up by whoever dared to interupt his beautiful and peaceful sleep.

"DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE STILL SLEEPING!" it was wooyoungs mother screaming at him. Probably because it is not morning as wooyoung thought it would be. He pulls the phone away from his face to look at the time. 2.30 pm

"Wooyoung, Did you fall asleep again?" his mother asked a little irritated.

"What? No, I'm awake. I've been awake for several hours now." Wooyoung could hear how his mother hit her head with her hand.

"Wooyoung get out of bed. Did you forget what we had to do for mrs. Choi today?" Wooyoung thought about it. His mother did tell him about picking someone up from the airport for mrs. Choi, he just forgot when and who they were picking up.

"Yeah, we're picking someone up from the airport right?"

"Not just someone, Wooyoung. We're picking up san remember?" Wooyoung went silent for a moment. San? As in his childhood friend San? His bestfriend that left him in the  beginning of high school to move with his aunt because 'the schools are better there'? Surely Wooyoung can't remember his mother saying that they were picking up San. He was probably playing a game on his phone or listening to music when she told him.

"Woo, are you still there?" his mother's voice echoes through the phone. It took wooyoung a few seconds to answer her question.

"Hmm, yes I'm still here."

"Great, now get ready I'll be home in 15 minutes and after that we'll got to the airport to pick him up.

~time skip~

Wooyoung sat next to his mother in the car while they were driving to the airport. He really didn't want to see San after all those years. After San basically left Wooyoung alone he was devestated. He missed his bestfriend so much but it felt as if San didn't even care that he left Wooyoung behind. He never texted him and never reacted to his texts or answered his calls. Wooyoung felt as if his bestfriend was just trying to get rid of him by moving away from him.

Wooyoung was ripped away from his thoughts when his mom announced they arrived at their destination. fuck. he thinks.

wooyoung stared at the big building in front of him. He really didn't want to go in there. As he thought that his mother pushed him forward to enter the building. As they entered his mother looked at a big bored with flights and times on it. He didn't really understand what it said but he knew it was about the flights and when they'll be arriving.

His mother sighed next to him. "What's wrong?" Wooyoung asked. "his flight got delayed by 30 minutes" his mother answered while sighing again

30 minutes?! 30 fucking long ass minutes?!?! wooyoung became a little mad. first he had to pick up the boy who just left him and used to call his "bestfriend" and now he has to wait another 30 minutes just for him to arrive? hell no.

wooyoung decided to just listen to music and play a game to kill time. After about 15 minutes his phone was at 20% so he decided to stop playing the game and just listen to music. before he knew it he fell asleep with his music still playing.

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wooyoung woke up my the annoying voice of his mom saying he should wake up. "5 more minutes mom, please" he said in a soft tone. he heard someone laugh and he wondered who it was. wooyounf slowly opened his eyes taking in his surroundings. where was he again? right. at the airport. wooyoung eyes looked around for a bit until they landed on he rather attractive boy. he must have been the person who laughed at him. 

wooyoung didn't even notice he was staring at him until the boy said "like what you see, nah?" wooyoung blushed a little and looked away but the boy continued speaking. "is that how you treat your bestfriend after so many years, wooyoungie?" wooyoungie? bestfriend? no.

this couldn't be san. the boy had completely changed. his once soft black hair now had red highlights in it. not to mention that his jawline had got sharper over the years. wooyoung just couldn't believe this boy is, no was his bestfriend.

"san?" wooyoung said more as a question. "yes it's me wooyoungie" san said in a disgunsting sweet voice.

"okay boys are you ready to go?" wooyoungs mom asked. wooyoung forgot his mom was even there. the moment  he opened his eyes all his attention went straight to san. but can you blame him though? he hasn't seen his bestfriend in six years and now he comes back looking like a model?

as they were walking to the car san wrapped his arm around wooyoung's waist and whispered in his ear "i missed you woo" those 4 words sent a shiver down wooyoung's spine. he hated to admit it but san had an affect on wooyoung he couldnt quite understand.

after putting all his stuff in the back of the car wooyoung got in on the front seat next to his mother. "don't be rude san!" his mother said. "go sit with san in the backseat i'm sure you guys have a lot of things to talk about with each other." wooyoung knew his mother wanted to be nice but he really didn't want to sit next to san. after a little protest from wooyoung and a cold stare of his mother wooyoung got into the backseat of the car.

he was seated on the right side of the window so his mom couldn't really see him good. he didn't wanna get a lecture about his face expressions towards san by his mom during the ride home. wooyoung just knew he would be giving san disgusted expressions during the ride. that was just wooyoung.

when san got in wooyoung expected him to sit on the left side next to the window but he went to sit in the middle instead. next to wooyoung. he knew he did this on purpose cause let's be honest. who the fuck would sit in the middle voluntarily.

wooyoung decided to just ignore him for the entire ride and listen to music again. when he opened his phone he saw that he only had 10% left. great. he just put on music though and hoped his phone would last till they got home.

after about 10 minutes san felt something on his thigh. he looked down and saw san's hand. you have to be fucking kidding me he thought. wooyoung just ignored it hoping san would remove his hand but of course he didn't. 

after a while wooyoung felt the hand moving. it was moving up right to his no no square. before the hand could reach there wooyoung grabbed his hand. "stop" wooyoung said to gritted teeth. loud enough for wooyoung to hear but soft enough so his mom couldn't hear it over the song she was listening to.

"why should? you like it right?" san said. "no i don't, so stop" wooyoung responded. he was relieved when san removed his hand from wooyoung's thigh. but before he knew it the hand grabbed him again. but this time he grabbed him right where is crotch area was. wooyoung stopped breathing for a moment and completely froze.

ah this is gonna be a long ride...

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soooooo.... what did ya think?

not proof read cuz I'm lazy