"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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"Ansan? Are you sure?" San blurts.
The driver nods. "Yeah.. I'm pretty sure. Been driving this route for years so.." He takes in the troubled look on their faces. "Is everything ok?"
"It appears we took the wrong bus" San mutters through gritted teeth as he glares at Wooyoung. "When is the next bus back to Seoul coming?" He asks as calmly as he could.
"Not till tomorrow morning. That's a long drive back. Should be around 6am though"
San releases a long breath. "Thank you" He mutters with a strained smile on his lips.
"Yup. Hey, there's a motel a kilometer or so down south. Maybe you both can stay the night till tomorrow? Looks like we're getting a thunderstorm tonight, wouldn't wanna be out in a weather like that" He laughs at himself as though he cracked the funniest joke. "Anyway, good night you two. Stay safe" He waves at them as he walks off.
"Night" Wooyoung calls back sweetly.
San didn't seem to be in a sweet mood. "What the fuck Wooyoung" He blurts once the man was out of ear shot.
"I'm sorry" Wooyoung says. "It was an accident. I guess I mixed up the bus numbers? I don't know" He shrugs.
"We're in a completely different city Wooyoung! With no money and no way of getting home. Stuck here for another couple hours with a thunderstorm being minutes away"
"I have some change. We can stay at that motel he was talking about"
"No, I'm calling our parents. This is ridiculous" He pulls out his phone and Wooyoung snatches the device from him.
"You can't" He shoves it in his back pocket.
"What?" San was seeing red. He was so angry he could hardly think rationally.
"My mom will literally kill me. As in vaporize me on the spot. And I know for a fact your dad won't sit back and watch me get punished without punishing you too" San opens his mouth to reply but closes it when he realizes the younger male had a point.
"Fine. So what, we just stay here?"
"No, we start walking. If we hurry we can get to the motel before it starts raining"
"Ok. Lead the way" San says with a tired sigh as he runs his hand through his hair.
With that they both begin walking along the barren road, a car driving by them every few minutes. It was a thick silence between them as they walked and Wooyoung could tell San was angry at him. He couldn't exactly blame him.
That's when San feels it. A drop of water from the sky lands on his forehead. Not long after, it starts drizzling. The drizzle becomes a heavy downpour.
Wooyoung tries to shield his eyes from the rain as they speed up their pacing. Their clothes quickly getting soaked and dark hair, wet and sticking to their foreheads.
