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THE LINE BETWEEN US
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Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2022
Mature
I thought of doing a Woosan ff so here it is.


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"San-ah! Your back!"



The name got a certain man frozen on his spot. The way that name was said with excitement got him rather hurt. Wooyoung who is busy feeding the dogs at the backyard, was still for a second before his mother resonates his name around the house calling him to attend the arrival of the guest. He was hesitant at first but suddenly forgets it after hearing his name ones again by his almost annoyed mother. 


Rather than walking straight to the front porch, he stride towards his own room. Mind perplex for a while. He stared at his reflection at the mirror and that is when he notice how he look. Black -almost ruined- sleeveless, ripped jeans and a pair of slippers. Make up from last night, smudge around his face.



"Fuck."


Wooyoung cursed under his breath before going for a quick removal and changing of clothes into a presentable one. he didn't put another make up on since it's not necessary. He largely exhale before going to his supposed area. 



Once out, an eruption of glad sighs resonates as the people around saw his entrance. 


"Thank God, Wooyoung where have you been. I was calling you."



his mom said.


"Sorry. Just gotta feed my babies."


He replied. Eyes obviously avoiding the guest's mocking stare. He lick his lower lip before attending it between his teeth.


"Oh geez this kid. You know you can just do it later at night. Here. Wooyoung it's San! Aren't you excited to see him again."


his mom chirp looking at the changes the guest had achieved. what Choi San had achieved.


"Come on Woo. Don't  be rude and give your bestfriend a hug."



San said as he stare at his 'ex' bestfriend. his small smirk holding itself as it continue to torture the little man.


'Yours still the same, Jung Wooyoung.'


San thought as he intended to stare at Wooyoung for forever if he could. Not planning to hold back his feelings anymore. Not this time. Not again.
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