"What's on your mind, Dragonfly?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. Wooyoung felt his heart race, the warmth of the alcohol mixing with the warmth of San's presence. "Just... thinking about how lucky we are to have each other," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. San's expression softened, and for a moment, the teasing facade faded. "Yeah, we are lucky. No matter what happens tomorrow, we'll face it together." A Woosan story (Fairies and Fae)
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