When Wooyoung's lips touched San's, the elder blinked in surprise and also closed his eyes. When San didn't respond because he was too surprised, Wooyoung pulled away. "S-sorry."

"It's all right. Is that what you want to do, to let your feelings run free?" he simply asked. His cheeks were still slightly flushed from the alcohol.

"Y-yes, I just want to forget everything for a moment."

San nodded. "Then do whatever you want. I won't stop you from anything."

San knew deep down that Wooyoung wasn't just doing it to forget everything. He was doing it precisely because of his feelings.... San knew that Wooyoung thought he was too drunk to realize his true background. San wasn't. He just didn't want to see his soulmate suffer anymore.

Wooyoung nodded nervously and kissed San again, but not as restrained as before. He kissed him more intensely, with more feeling, which made San gasp in surprise and return the kiss gently. Wooyoung's hands stroked San's cheeks and tears formed again. He pulled away slightly, his hands still on San's cheeks. "I-I'm so sorry. I know you love Yoohyeon. I'm selfish and..." San didn't let him finish and just kissed him again.
He liked the feel of Wooyoung's soft lips on his. He could hardly imagine what it would be like to kiss Yoohyeon at that moment. He could think of nothing else but Wooyoung. He pushed San backwards onto the bed and sat on him. He continued to kiss him. A few tears dripped onto the older man.

"I'm so sorry. But it feels so great. I... I don't want to take advantage of your drunken state," Wooyoung whimpered. Only he didn't know that San's drunkenness was limited. He was more relaxed, a little buzzed, in his right mind. But he, like Wooyoung, was still willing to entertain stupid ideas that they would both regret when sober.

"Don't talk. Just do it," San said quietly, looking into Wooyoung's reddened eyes. "I told you, do whatever you feel like. I'm the last person to judge you."

"I know that. Just... I don't want to ruin our friendship with this," he breathed now, biting his lip. "You won't, Young-ah. You're far too important to me for that. And what will be worse than the kiss than the blowjob I gave you," San giggled now, which only made Wooyoung nod with red cheeks. "I don't think anything sexual would interfere with our friendship."

"Not even sex? Because that's a lot more intimate..."

"Why don't you try it out," San grinned cheekily, causing Wooyoung to swallow.

"Can we even talk about friendship then?" Wooyoung asked himself very quietly. "What did you say, Young-ah?"

"I thought you only wanted to be intimate with someone you love and trust?"

"That applies to both of you," said San confused and kissed Wooyoung's nose.

He just stared at him speechlessly. "W-we.... We shouldn't do anything we'll regret later," Wooyoung breathed and got off San. San just sighed softly and looked silently at the ceiling. He was right... But why did he dislike this thought so much?

Wooyoung silently got ready for bed when suddenly San's cell phone rang. Annoyed, he picked it up and typed something, put it down and shortly afterwards it buzzed again.

He picked up the cell phone again. Yoohyeon was calling. San took the call. "Hello?"

"Hi San! How are you? I hope I didn't wake you up."

"No, I actually wanted to go straight to bed. What's wrong?"

"I had a fight. With Minji...." Yoohyeon let out a sigh. "Oh, what happened?"

"Because of you. She doesn't understand why we want to meet... She thinks it's unsafe and all that."

"That's what the others think with me too, but-", San started, but was interrupted by Wooyoung, who didn't know that San was on the phone. "Sannie! Get ready for bed. I'm tired," Wooyoung whined.

"I'm on the phone, Jagiya," replied San, widening his eyes in realization.

"With whom? Yoohyeon?" San just nodded.

"Put me on speakerphone, Sannie," Yoohyeon said on the other end of the line. Confused, San did so.

"Hi Wooyoung. This is Yoohyeon. Please don't worry about San-" - "Why shouldn't I? You're stealing him from me! My Sannie," Wooyoung pouted, which made San sigh. "Don't be a drama queen, Young-ah."

"Go get ready for bed, I'll sort it out," said Yoohyeon, so San gave his cell phone to Wooyoung and went into the bathroom.

"What else do you want?"

"I'm not stealing San from you. I have another interest and San is helping me. Do you love him?", Yoohyeon asked softly, causing Wooyoung to breathe a soft yes.

"That's what I thought. You're very close too."

"We even have a partner tattoo," Wooyoung grinned happily.

"I know that's really sweet," Yoohyeon said honestly, "But Yoohyeon, San likes you, if you're not interested, you'll hurt his feelings," Wooyoung breathed softly.

"Youngie! Put the cell phone away and let's go to sleep." San ran to the bed while Wooyoung hung up without another word. He made room for San and cuddled up to him. San fell asleep after a few seconds and breathed softly. Sighing, Wooyoung looked into the darkness.

"I can't let her hurt you," he whispered softly and eventually fell asleep.

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Hope the chap makes sense somehow XD