Wooyoung's face flushed red, blending into the rose bush that was outside of the window. Earning a chuckle from the other, who took a sip of his latte. Wooyoung's brain seemed to have malfunction, his expression blank.
"What?" Yeosang smirked, and leaned forward,
"Tell me about yourself." He repeated. Wooyoung's eyebrows furrowed in thought and started,
"I'm Jung Wooyoung, 21 years old, I'm a fox hybrid, and gay as fuck." The boy made finger guns and pretended to shoot the other. Yeosang gave the other a small smile, and took a sip of his coffee.
"How about you?" The ravenette bursts out, causing the other to choke. Recollecting himself he clears his air passage and answers,
"Yeosang, also 21 years old, Arctic fox hybrid, straight as a circle." Wooyoung cracks up and they both smile. Wooyoung's cheeks seemed to have been dusted pink, the blush not fading at all.
As the boys got used to each others presence, they walked around the city, ditching their coffee cups after an hour or two.
"Yeosang~" the ravenette was more clingy as he got used to the younger, swinging their hands together, intertwined.
"What is it?" The choice of words was cold, but his tone held warmth. Wooyoung's eyes visibly brightened as he realized Yeosang responded, rather nicely.
"What's your job?" Wooyoung asked in curiosity, Yeosang's already small smile faded a bit more, and he responded,
"I'll tell you in a bit." The silver haired male ruffled the ravenette's hair causing him to pout. Out of the blue,
"Tag! You're it!" Wooyoung touches Yeosang's arm before darting away. Yeosang sighed knowing he would have to find the other and sped up to a light jog. The mall was crowded to the ravenette certainly had options, but he saw a familiar face peeking out of the hallway to the other side of the mall.
"Gotcha," He crept up on Wooyoung and placed his arms on the others shoulders.
"AH!" The other yelled and whirled around and lost his balance. He grabbed the nearest object which happened to be Yeosang and fell.
"Well this certainly is nostalgic." Wooyoung mumbled as he saw that their position was the same as the day they met. He looked up and saw Yeosang's face mere inches away and they both jumped back, laughing at how childish they are.
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"Thank you for today." The ravenette whispers as they head back in Yeosang's car. The sun was setting and they were in peaceful silence, the radio giving off a dull hum.
"Your welcome." Yeosang responded, focused on not derailing in the car and falling into a pit somewhere over the rainbow.
They both fell silent and enjoyed the peaceful scenery, Wooyoung falling into sleep lulled by the twist and turns the car was taking. His eyes got narrower and narrower when finally, he shut his eyes. Soon enough he was fast asleep his head against the window, clunking against the glass every now and then.
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"Oh you're back?" Taeyong's voice echoes through the halls, the cold and calculating gaze softening by a margin seeing the boy in Yeosang's arms. It seemed like Wooyoung had awoken the soft, motherlike side of Taeyong no one had seen since he was still a teen.
"You should let him sleep. Poor boys had a rough couple of days." The soft side of Taeyong peeked through for a few seconds before the expression was wiped away, returning to its normal state. Yeosang started a conversation asking,
"You still looking?" Taeyong nodded and sighed.
"They've all failed." Yeosang dipped his head, replying
"I wish you the best of luck." Taeyong gave the other a nod and kept roaming around the hallways, deep in thought.
"Sangie?" The sleepy boy mumbled clinging on the other tighter.
"Yes?" The other asked. Incoherent mumbling was heard and he buried his head in Yeosang's chest. In seconds the boy was knocked out again, sleeping as if nothing had happened.
Yeosang carried the boy to the bedroom, and whispered,
"Good night." He set down the sleeping ravenette in the bed belonging to Wooyoung, shut the door.
