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Twenty Two - Timings

Wooyoung

His eyes cracked open a slight bit before shutting back closed. Wooyoung looked around confused about the new renovations. He'd already came to the conclusion that he was most definitely not in his apartment. Wooyoung got up, but immediately lay back down when a sharp pain ran through his head. "Ahhh." He winced.

The door opened slightly, drawing Wooyoung's attention to it. When San walked in, memories of last night came rushing back to him. Wooyoung wanted no more than to dig himself a hole and crawl into it.

"You're finally awake." San spoke up. He made his way to Wooyoung and handed him a cup of water and a pill. "Here. Its to cure your hangover."

"Thanks." He popped the pill into his mouth and washed it down his throat with water. San walked around the room and opened up another door. He disappeared for a second then came back eith a shirt and pants with him.

San threw the clothes on the bed in front of Wooyoung. "You might want to get changed. Your clothes are a bit..." Wooyoung followed San's gaze down to his shirt and gasped at how dirty it had become.

"Oh god..." Wooyoung sighed.

"Yeah. I'll wait for you outside. If you need any help call me, I'd gladly help you undress." The blonde wriggled his eyebrows. Wooyoung reached out for a pillow and threw it at San.

"Out!" Wooyoung watched as San left the room. His mind started wandering to places it shouldn't be wandering. Like how he wanted San to help him undress- 'No! Snap out of it Jung Wooyoung!'

He quickly got out of San's bed and began undressing. Oh how he wished San would walk back in- 'Oh my god! I need to stop! You just broke up with your boyfriend have some manners Wooyoung!' He thought to himself.

He quickly threw on the blonde's clothes, took a deep breath before opening the bedroom door. San was standing behind the kitchen counter with his back to him.

Wooyoung slowly crept up behind San to catch a glimpse at what he's doing. It was probably the sexiest thing he'd seen all day. "What are you making?" Wooyoung poked his head out so the blonde could see him.

San sucked in a sharp breath when his eyes locked on the shorter. "Wow... my clothes look amazing on you. Feel free to wear them more often."

"Shut it." Wooyoung warned in a joking manner. "Now answer my question."

"I like it when you're rude." San teased once again which earned him a slight hit from the doctor. "Alright alright. I'll stop... for now atleast. I'm making breakfast incase you couldn't tell."

"You're making ramyeon for breakfast..?" Wooyoung glanced over at San.

San shrugged his shoulders. "I don't have any other food. I have been in prison for little over a year you know."

Wooyoung watched as the blonde poured the ramyeon equally into two bowls. He stepped back when San picked up the bowls and made his way to the table.

They both took a seat and began digging into their food. Non of them saying a word just yet. Technically speaking, there was nothing to talk about and Wooyoung most definitely didn't want to talk about what happened yesterday.

Out of the corner of Wooyoung's eye, he saw San getting up and shortly coming back with a small bag. San placed the bag on the table and cleared his throat. Not knowing what he was supposed to do, Wooyoung lifted his head up slowly.

Both of their eyes met, causing Wooyoung's heart to start beating at a very irregular rate. He calmed his breathing down hoping the other wouldn't catch on to him.

"Wooyoung." San's voice was deep. Deeper than Wooyoung had heard before.

"Yeah..?"

"I know now isn't the best time to do this. And I know you're not ready for it yet, but I just thought you should have this.."

'What.. Choi San you're scaring me. Why are you so nervous?! You're making me even more nervous!!' Wooyoung thought. San opened the bag and took out a small box from it. 'He's not going to... is he?'

Wooyoung smiled when San opened the small box. "You-!"

"I thought I'd get it for you since you seemed to like it alot. It's not much but thank you for being with me yesterday."

"No. I should he thanking you. Without you I don't know what I would have done with the whole situation." Wooyoung responded in a calm tone. "I'm serious... you helped me out big time. I probably would have been lying on the streets if it weren't for you bringing me here."

San chuckled slightly. "Somehow that does seem like something you would do." Wooyoung raised an eyebrow so San carried on explaining. "You know the whole lying on the streets situation."

"Oh yeah..." Wooyoung laughed nervously.

San took out one ring from the box and looked at the doctor before getting up and walking towards him. Wooyoung had no clue what he was supposed to do. Should he hold out his hand or what..?

San leaned down and lifted Wooyoung's hand up. He then slid the ring into his ring finger, and somehow it fit perfectly. "There..." San whispered. "It looks just about right."

They both looked at each other once again and this time, Wooyoung's emotions were going wild. After a few seconds of just staring, Wooyoung sensed San leaning in slowly. He was to into it to push San away, so he remained still. Maybe he inched a little closer to San. Their lips were both just a few centimetres apart, Wooyoung closed his eyes and waited for the soft impact. He could just about feel San's warm breath on his lips. Wooyoung's heart was racing with excitement, butterflies were forming in his stomach. Any second now and he would be in a world of pure ecstasy.

Suddenly a loud bang echoed through the apartment. Both of them jolted back and quickly moved away from each other. Wooyoung's face immediately flushed red as he realised just what they were about to do.

"Shit." San muttered under his breath. Before another bang echoed through the apartment followed by another. San quickly stomped to the front door and opened it. "Who the fuck is it?!"

Wooyoung giggled slightly at San's sudden frustrations. It was cute to say the least...

"Choi San. We're here to escort you back to prison." Someone spoke up.

"You really couldn't pick a better time for fucks sake!" San complained.

"We're leaving now." The man replied plainly.

"Fine just give me a second." San came back shortly and made his way into his bedroom. He took out a coat and threw it on. He then picked out another one and made his way back to the dining area. He handed the coat to Wooyoung then took out his car keys from his pocket and placed it on the table before smiling softly. "I have to go... Take my car and make sure you get home safely. I'll see you later. Oh and if he comes to your apartment make sure you teaching him a lesson for me. Don't forget to tell me of anything happens okay?"

Wooyoung nodded and returned San's smile. "Will do... I'll see you tomorrow i guess."

"Yep."

Just as San was about to leave, Wooyoung held his hand. "Oh and one more thing... thank you for this." Wooyoung lifted his hand up to show the ring.

"No problem. You can keep the other ring as well. You can do whatever you want with it." San quickly smiled one last time before he left.

Shortly after, Wooyoung heard the apartment door close then silence. He glanced over at the other ring and sighed. "I should have made you wear it..."

Heyy!

Its been a few weeks since I last posted. Sorry! Anyways how was this chapter? Did you enjoy it?

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