"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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San falls on the couch with a loud sigh. The quiet of the house swallowing him whole. Both parents were at work and Wooyoung who knows where.
It's mid day so he figured the younger was just out with a friend. Not that he was complaining. If it meant more time away from each other, he didn't mind much.
It's been a week since they kissed and since Wooyoung... gave him a blow job. It's been anything but pleasant in the house. San avoided him like a literal plague. Whenever he was in the room San would leave to another room. Whenever he was home he would go to Hongjoong's place and vice versa.
Hell, he couldn't even look Wooyoung in the eyes without memories of his dick inside his mouth flooding back. It drove him insane. And the sad truth is, he desperately wanted them to do it again.
He releases a long exasperated breath then pulls himself off the couch. He decides to have a shower seeing as he didn't have anything better to do.
Almost immediately after he jumps into the shower and turns on the shower head, Wooyoung comes home.
He walks into the kitchen with a yawn then grabs a bag of chips from the pantry. Then he begins hungrily gobbling down the bag right in the middle of the kitchen.
It wasn't until he was done eating that he hears that someone was taking a shower. And he knew that it definitely wasn't his either one of his parents. He knew this was his chance to get San to stop running away from him.
Wooyoung wasn't sure why he cared that San didn't seem to like him. He just didn't like that San didn't like. He was determined to change that.
Once San was done with his shower, he opens up the glass door, grabs his towel and pats himself dry before wrapping it around his hips. Then he takes a smaller towel from the shelf over the toilet and dries his hair with it. Once his hair is damp he finally steps out and was startled when he sees Wooyoung leaning on the wall opposite from the bathroom door.
Wooyoung looks at him blankly and he gulps then keeps walking to his bedroom. That's when he feels a hand grab his wrist. He tries to fight against Wooyoung's grip but was surprised by the shorter male's strength.
Wooyoung pushes him up against the wall. San hisses a little at the contact of the cold wall against his bare back. Even in the dim hallway San could still clearly see Wooyoung's smug smile.
"What the hell do you want?" San growls out, his brows furrowed in annoyance.
"I think the better question is, what the hell do you want?" Wooyoung's head cocks to side. He presses their crotch together and San had to hold back a moan.
"H-huh?" His face scrunches in confusion.
"I'm not going to keep chasing after you, asshole" Wooyoung mutters darkly. He brings their faces closer. The air stiff and San felt himself break a sweat when he sees Wooyoung's gaze drop to his lips.
