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[22:20]
it wasn't in your best interest to even attend the third party san has thrown this month.
the boy who barely cared about school and graduating often threw the wildest parties at his large house, with almost all of the students in your sophomore year invited.
sure it was no surprise when the troublesome boy in your homeroom, who sat next to you always asking for answers and bothering you, had invited you to come over tonight, in person.
girls always threw themselves onto san, giving him everything he could ever want but the boy didn't seem much interested in other people he didn't care about.
so when huge crowds from other schools and even high school students appeared at his house, he made sure to kick out and force them away, politely that is.
but you've never been to one of san's wild gatherings before and when wooyoung insisted you should come, you didn't hesitate to choose an outfit that made sure wooyoung would have his eyes on you.
it hadn't been long since you've started to develop a crush on wooyoung, who seemed to always be such a sweet friend to you since your freshman year.
truth be told, you didn't start hanging out with wooyoung and san until the devil tapped your shoulder and asked you for a green pen, which you didn't have and he obviously knew that.
however, san didn't even like the colour green and proceeded to bother you about it.
so as you're about to enter satan's mansion, his hand grips your wrist and guides you in easily and you let yourself be dragged into the house.
san had absolutely no manners while he showed you his house, all the rooms and where they were, his mother's not-so-secret wine storage, a room full of pool tables, his bedroom, and much more that you were sure the rich boy was only showing off.
it was not cute how cocky and arrogant the boy could be, but somehow, a lot slips away from him without him receiving a single scar because he was handsome and he had it all.
san was the 'it' boy and his best friend wooyoung wasn't far off from it either.
wooyoung was the whole package and any girl would be lucky to even stand by his side, arm clutching his.
so maybe that was also why you felt affectionate towards him.
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[01:47]
"okay that was the last of them, thank god they weren't hard to get rid of."
san says, swiping the palms of his hands together and sighing before he nears the circle and takes an empty spot for him.
he had asked everyone to leave and ended the party before things could get too wild with a majority of the girls stripping slowly on top of a pool table.
then yeosang had suggested a game of truth or dare to sober everyone up from the alcohol, but it was as if you were even that drunk anyways with a few shots in your system that san had given to you.
"who's going first?"
seonghwa asks with a wiggle of his brows and his girlfriend hits his arm lightly with a chuckle, telling him to stop being dirty like the pervert he is.
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Random[used to be 'imagine wanting ateez'] imagines, short stories, smut [mature]. i don't really know. enjoy! requests are closed :< • • • ✶ morklala 2019 [completed]
