𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 ║ ℂ.𝕊ℕ ‐ 𝕁.𝕎𝕐

Chapter 5

San lets his mate walk in their room and closes the door, locking it for privacy.

Wooyoung looks around with big, round eyes, taking all of the small details that scream San.

The bed has a light purple mattress, white fluffy blanket with a comforter. The pillows are a mix of pastel purple and white, with fluffy texture and 'San' engraved in small gold letters. Some plushies are placed around the bed as well.

The closet is a walk-in closet, with oak wood and some cravings written into the wood. Wooyoung can also see clothes scattered in the closet, different colors blending together.

The walls are pure white with purple and gold lines, some creating a flower or a crown and others just messily scribbled on the wall. The floor is, from what Wooyoung can see, oak wood as well with covered with fluffy light grey carpet.

When Wooyoung looks up at the ceiling, it's a beautiful mess of stars, different shapes of moons and constellations.

"Wow." San chuckles at his reaction and stands behind him, his hands resting gently on Omegas hips.

"Hwa and Joong helped me paint, more Joong since he has a natural talent for it." San says.

"It's really stunning Sannie."

San chuckles again and nods."Yeah it is."

The two settle into a comfortable silence, San resting his head on Omegas shoulder and humming softly.

San suddenly picks him up and carries him to the bed, gently laying him down on his back and kissing his forehead softly.

"Can I-"

"Yes you can."

San smiles at the Omegas eagerness and leans down, capturing his lips into a sweet kiss.

Wooyoung wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him closer, breathy moans escaping his lips as San nips at his bottom lip. Wooyoung opens his mouth and lets the other suck on his tongue. His inner Omega whines for more contact, physical contact.

San moves closer and wraps the Omegas legs around his waist, gently tugging at his sweater — San's — and asking for permission. Wooyoung pats his cheek softly three times and San gets the memo.

He grabs the hem of the sweater pulling it over the Omegas head and tosses it on the floor. Wooyoung does the same process to him, placing his hand on the soft skin and tracing the scars.

He smiles softly and sits up a little, San grabs him by the waist and places him on his lap, Wooyoung's legs still wrapped around his waist.

Wooyoung looks at him with soft eyes and smiles, he brings his hands up and places them on San's face, gently stroking the chiseled face with his fingertips. San lets him and watches him, his chest rumbling happily at his Omegas affection.

"San." San locks gazes with Wooyoung, seeing adoration, awe, bliss, desire, and even, love in the Omega's eyes.

"I missed you." It was a soft whisper, barely heard in the quiet bedroom.

"I missed you too. So much."

San leans his forehead on Wooyoung's, cupping the Omega's cheeks and stroking them gently with his fingertips.

"You don't know how much it broke me. How painful it was to be separated from you. I couldn't stand it any longer. Being locked in that box for 4 years was too much for me. Youngie I-"

Wooyoung places a hand on his cheek, softly tracing San's bottom lip.

"I know Sannie. I felt it too. It took me a while to get back on my feet from the pain."