Perfume • Woosan | Ateez

s i x t e e n

Always thought I'm on my  o w n
Now I know that you're my  h o m e

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»WOO!«, San giggled from under the others body. »He will realize the door is closed. We need to be careful, remember?«. The black haired boy above him didn't seem stressed at all though. He just kept kissing his boyfriend around his neck and collarbone like it was the most normal thing in the world, and they've been doing this since forever. In reality, it had only been four days since the ice-cold day in the park, but since then time felt differently to San. Since then every minute he had spent with Wooyoung had felt like an hour and every second like a minute. It was like they were stuck in a different world as soon as their eyes met. Probably because they internally knew that they couldn't pretend like they could do this forever again. Like the actual forever. So every time they still could, they tried to make the best out of every moment. They still haven't talked about the bitter truth even after they spoke about everything else but this time they were in the same boat at least. This time they knew they liked each other equally and that hurting the other wasn't something that would ever happen again. Besides the talk they had to have together they also needed to talk to someone else.

Yeosang definitely knew, that the conversation he initiated between them went well, because San couldn't stop smiling since that evening and so there was no hiding his happiness from the slightly older boy since they shared a room. But all three of them hadn't lost a word about it. Everyone had been so busy these last few days with doing the annual winter cleaning and Christmas shopping that there just wasn't the time or the right place to do it. Also, San was more than scared to. Yeosang had wanted San and Wooyoung to talk it out but probably just that. He knew his roommate too well now not to know, that he wasn't a person who wanted to break the rules or get in trouble and usually that's what he communicated with his brothers as well. So it wasn't even a question if he would condone the fact that they were kinda together now or not. To tell the truth San couldn't think of one person in the house that would find liking in that. Hongjoong was still very unsure about Wooyoung in general after everything, Mingi and Yunho didn't want to admit it, but they were very disappointed that Wooyoung had left them hanging like that after he hung out with them for a while and Jongho.. well maybe he wouldn't have as much against it as the others, besides the fact, that it was just weird that two of your foster brothers were dating. And his Halmoni- No. No, that wasn't something San even wanted to think about. Luckily he would never have to find out what the others would actually think about it though, because they would never find out.

Right now they were back at the place where the fireworks had exploded in San last time they were here together. His back was pressing against what felt like a thousand pillows while Wooyoung's body held him warm from above. The movie on the screen was the only thing shining some light in the room, because the boy that pressed his body against his had turned off all the fairy lights, so they could hide in the darkness. Today there were a lot of kids and teenagers in the sanctuary since it was finally Christmas break and a lot of kids didn't have somewhere else to be. »He and all the others are occupied with all the kids in the other rooms, don't worry about it«, Wooyoung whispered back after some more kisses, sounding a little out of breath now. He was of course Mr. Yang who was working on the front desk. San couldn't even look him in the eyes when they arrived here about two hours ago. What could he say to him anyways? That they are foster brothers, Wooyoung went missing and that they were kinda together now, but nobody could know and that's why he had to lie? There would only more lies come out of Choi San's mouth and Mr. Yang would most likely not believe the new ones either, so he didn't plan saying anything at all to him anymore. At least for now. Maybe he could win back his trust in the future, because San really enjoyed being here, and it would be awkward to always have to escape his questioning stares.