[HIATUS]dear wooyoung |woosan & sansang|

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dear wooyoung, 

to tell you i was scared was an understatement.  i felt terrified. i quite literally felt my soul slip out of my body when the words, "hey, san!" came out of your mouth.

i slowly turn around and there you were with that guy from the café. 

you looked happy.

the guy smiled brightly, "hi i'm jongho, wooyoung's boyfriend. nice to meet you!" he stretched out his hand for us to shake.  

he's your boyfriend.  lucky bastard. 

i felt like i would breakdowns and cry any moment. i faked a smile and shook his hand. "i'm san."

he had a look of realization on his face than then turned into a smile, "oh, you're wooyoung's bestfriend.  i've always wanted to meet you!"

you nodded and caressed his hair with your hand as he spoke.

i smile weakly and look away.  yeosang then shakes his hand. "i'm yeosang."

jongho smiles again, "nice to meet you!"

"we should spend the rest of the day together! it'll be really fun!", you recommended.  i didn't want to but since you were the one asking i felt like i had no choice but to say yes.  you had the ability to make me feel utterly helpless.

so, we wandered around looking at anything and everything that caught jongho's eye because yeosang and i have already been here for a while so we've seen almost everything.  you were so whipped so you just followed jongho around everywhere he went.

there was this very tall ride that jongho wanted to go on.  he wanted to ride it as a group but there was a small problem.  yeosang hated rides in general and you didn't like heights, leaving me to be the one to get on it with him.  i wanted to decline but you were giving me puppy eyes, begging me to go so i had no choice.

i reluctantly got in line for the ride with jongho.  we stood there in awkward silence, not knowing what to talk about.

i hear jongho sigh beside me, "let's not make things awkward.  you seem like a great person and i'd like to be friends so lets do our best to get along.  we could even say random things to spark a conversation or something, i don't know." he shrugged his shoulders and made a bunch of random hand gestures, hands flying everywhere.  "a dumb question too, like for example, how do you put on your socks and shoes. do you do sock sock shoe shoe or do you do sock shoe sock shoe?", he had a dumb grin on his face and i couldn't help but laugh.

"what type of question is that?", i laughed.  the atmosphere seemed way less tense. "i don't know!  i didn't know what to say. was it too random?", he giggled. "no," i replied with a smile. "it was actually perfect."  

we spent the whole time waiting in line talking.  turns out we have a lot in common.  by the time we got to the ride, jongho told me to pick which seat i wanted.  this lead to me telling him to pick which seat he wanted. we spent a few seconds arguing about who should get to pick their seat first before the person in charge of the ride told us to either get in or leave.  i had no choice but to go in first, seeing as i was closest to the ride.  i turn my head to look at jongho who had a triumphant look on his face.  i playfully rolled my eyes and we both buckled up, to start the ride.

a few loops, drops and screams later and the ride was finally done.  by the time the ride carried us back to the platform, me and jongho looked like day6's jae after he went on a rollercoaster.

we looked at each other and pointed, "your hair.", we said at the same time, laughing.  after helping each other fix our hair, we began to walk away from the ride. jongho was an amazing person.  i don't even remember why i disliked him. and then i did.  he was the lucky guy that got to date you.  speaking of you, i wonder what you and yeosang were doing.

when we arrived back to the spot where we'd left you and yeosang, we saw you guys, asleep on a table.  you were laying, sprawled out on the table while yeosang was in the same position but on the attached bench.  how have you guys not gotten either kicked out or robbed.

jongho and i quickly ran in order to wake you guys up, trying to get as little attention from everyone else as possible.  once you guys woke up, we walked out of the festival, deciding that we had had enough for today.  jongho and i had to drive seeing and you and yeosang were still drowsy from sleep.

we bid each other farewell and waved goodbye but not before me and jongho exchanged numbers.  today was a really long day.  

yeosang and i started to walk back to the car.  he grabbed my hand and held it.  "so how was the ride with jongho?"  i smiled, thinking about it.  "it was pretty good.  we have a lot in common. and oh my god, you should've seen our hair after the ride.  it was like a bird's nest or something.", i said, my voice growing louder and louder because of excitement.

"that's great. i'm glad you guys had fun.", he said, small smile on his face.  when we finally reached the car, me in the drivers seat, the talking died down and we just drove in a comfortable silence.  "so," yeosang began, "would now be a good time to talk about it?", he asked, referring to earlier today. i quickly glanced over at him before focusing on the road again. "i don't think it would, sorry. if you'd like, you could sleep over today.  it's already pretty late and i don't want you to drive back.  i'd tell you later then."

yeosang nodded.  when we finally reached my house and were ready for bed, we decided to pull the curtains down around me bed to make it look like a tent and give a more camping kind of feel.  on my ceiling, i had those glow in the dark stars so it kind of looked like we were looking up at the night sky.  we both lied down on a side of the bed in silence, laying on our backs.  i knew i had to tell yeosang eventually.  he's one of my closest friends. so, i told him about everything. i told him about going to the café with you and how you flirted with jongho and exchanged numbers. at some point i picked up one of his hands and started playing with it to distract myself from the tears threating to come out.  he spooned me to try to calm me down but it made me want to cry even more.  i told him about how i felt so heartbroken watching you guys and about how you kissed me even though you didn't like me. i told him about how we didn't talk for a while and why you were here earlier today and that damn hug you gave me before yeosang got here.  i told him about how great of a person jongho was and how much fun we had earlier and how i didn't want to hate him because he's done nothing wrong but i couldn't help it because he had the one thing that i really wanted.

you.

by the time i was done, i was exhausted both physically and mentally. yeosang looked at me with an unreadable expression. he got off, turned off the lights and turned on the fairy lights attached to my bed. he laid back down and resumed the position we were in earlier.  he started caressing my hair, "i'm really sorry you've been through so much these past few weeks.  i know how emotionally draining things like this could be." i looked over at him, curious. the lighting in the room hitting his face perfectly.  he looked breathtaking. "what do you mean?", i asked.

yeosang inhaled deeply, "let's talk about this tomorrow, yeah? i'm kinda tired.  i'm make you breakfast in order to cheer you up but for now, let's get some rest. it's pretty late." i nodded because who could refuse yeosang's food. "pinky promise we'll talk about it tomorrow.", i looked at him, dead serious. yeosang usually never opens up about his feelings.  he interlocked his pinky with mine and slightly smiled, "i promise."  

with that, we went to sleep.

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here take this terrible chapter but lmao is this even woosan still i-

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anyways here's san's bed to help y'all imagine it better