unknown number: hey san! it's wooyoung :)

san had been staring at this for the past 10 minutes. he didn't know how to reply. he knew what to say, but he felt panicked typing it out. yeosang, who was next to him reading an astronomy book had no idea about the rising panic san felt as the minutes went by.

"yeosang help." he said showing the boy his phone. yeosang took his glasses off and read the message.

"just say hi..." he laughing. san rolled his eyes.

"i know that. i need help on how to type it i don't want it to be wrong." he said. yeosang nodded. "type it out and i'll double check."

unknown number: hey san! its wooyoung :)

san: hey wooyoung! what are you eating?

yeosang read the text and furrowed his eyebrows. "you want to ask what he's eating?"  san shook his head no. "no what is he doing." yeosang nodded and wrote it down on a piece of paper. "what are you doing." was written and he examined it closely remembering the characters.

san fixed the spelling and pressed send feeling anxious. he was always one to be on the texting side rather than call, but now he felt like calling was the better option. yeosang finally noticed the nervous aura and laughed.

"why are you scared?"

"i don't know." he replied. yeosang laughed again and shook his head. "there's nothing to worry about it's wooyoung you're talking about." yeosang said as if stating the obvious.

san knew it was just wooyoung. but that was the problem. this was wooyoung he was talking to. the same wooyoung who had him questioning everything about life.

"your tattoo grew?" he said smiling. san looked over at it. he second petal was still there. san had no idea why it grew or what it meant. he didn't bother googling it. it must've been natural so he left it.

"yeah. i haven't really been thinking about it much. it's kind of just there." he shrugged. yeosang nodded. "you know... wooyoungs also grew... maybe you guys actually are soulmates!" san had laughed it off and shook his head. "i don't think so, i'm going home in a couple weeks anyways." yeosang felt his face drop. that wasn't supposed to be what was said.

"you wouldn't be happy if it was wooyoung?"

"i think i would, but i see no point in this if i'm leaving anyways." san had a life and unanswered questions back home. relationships weren't his top priority at the moment. he didn't understand why yeosang kept pestering it. but the boy nodded and packed his stuff.

"it's getting late, i'll try to stop by tomorrow then." he said grabbing his things and stood up. he said goodbye to his grandmother and left with many thoughts.

this wasn't his business. he kept trying to stay out of it, hoping he could change sans mind without getting too far in. wooyoungs determination was just too big and he knew this would make the boy sad.

he arrived at his friends house waiting for the door to open. wooyoung opened it looking happy and cheerful and yeosang couldn't help but feel bad. he was pulled into the house and sat on the couch.

"i was just talking to san! we're trying to mix languages! i used english and he used korean it's so fun i'm having a great time!" he said pulling his phone out to show his best friend. he pulled his sleeve up and showed yeosang a new addition to his tattoo. "it grew about an hour ago! it matches sans for sure it's becoming a sunflower! i'm really happy it's him!" he beamed.

yeosang didn't radiate the same energy which caused wooyoung to furrow his eyebrows.
"what's wrong?" he said yeosang looked over and took a deep breath. "wooyoung i'm trying my best, i really am but he's... not understanding. he's leaving in a couple weeks. he hasn't been thinking about it all that much, so he says. he doesn't think it matters." he finished. wooyoung felt his heart drop. he looked down at his tattoo and saw the first ever flower petal disappear. yeosang felt his eyes water as he hugged the boy, knowing exactly what this meant.

side effects may include mood swings, lack of interest, not feeling up to things, more tired as time goes.

this was a little sad but.

that's all for today <3

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