"Just shut up and suck my dick already"
"If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off"
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When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to...
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Ding dong.
San releases a long breathe as he waits for Wooyoung's door to swing open. One hand holding a large duffle bag containing his stuff, the other slides into his jacket pocket after pressing the door bell.
It's finally move day. The dreaded day to San but most awaited to his dad. They were finally moving in with Wooyoung and his mom. San's dad, who was pulling out more bags from the back of their car, looks up at his son.
"No one's home?" He wonders outloud when he sees San still waiting after waiting several minutes.
San just shrugs at him and looks back the door. That's when he hears someone fiddling with the doorknob on the other side before the door eventually opens up revealing Wooyoung.
The younger had on an old oversized black shirt with boxer shorts, exposing his lean thighs. His dark wavy hair uncombed and slightly messy. And his entrancing eyes watched San through long lashes.
San had to remind himself to breathe. "Hey again" Wooyoung chirps. He looks around the older and at San's dad. "You guys need a hand?"
"We're good" San manages to reply.
"San, hey!" Wooyoung's mom comes rushing towards the door. "Is your dad in the car" She peeks around both males in attempt to see her husband.
"Yeah, he's just grabbing some stuff" San clarifies with a half smile. Just then Namkoong comes walking up the small stairs and towards the front door, a clothes luggage in both hands.
She waves at her newly wed and he smiles widely at her. Hyesun immediately shuffles her way past the boys to reach him. "Wooyoung why don't you show him around. I'll help Namkoong with the bags" She ushers just as San's dad presses a kiss on her cheek.
Wooyoung immediately takes San by the arm, the contact causing a shiver to crawl down San's spine. Since San was wearing a sleeveless shirt, his arms were exposed and Wooyoung notices the small tats on both his arms, though he chooses not to comment on it yet.
San raises his brows in question at the way Wooyoung held his arm. He follows along nonetheless, dropping his duffel bag at the door. "You know you don't have to hold me like a dog"
"Don't I?" Wooyoung sends a wink at him. San just scoffs at him and looks away. He had a feeling that Wooyoung's not so subtle flirting was something he had to get used to.
And ignore.
There was no doubt, he definitely found Wooyoung extremely attractive but they're family now. It's wrong, he thinks to himself.
"Ok this is the kitchen" Wooyoung's voice snaps him hack to attention. "My mom prepared a lot for dinner so hope you're hungry" He finally lets go of San's arm and San internally whined, already missing the warmth from Wooyoung's soft hand.
