After a few more attempts and recordings, everything was in the can for the partner teaser in the van.

"Woah guys, I have to praise you. Totally great dynamics. Charismatic. You two are perfect. The break was definitely good for you," the staff member praised the two.

Wooyoung glanced at San, who looked uneasily at Wooyoung. "Sure, the break took me to heaven." - "Please don't San."

He just sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Then I'll see you at the boxing ring in fifteen minutes. I'm going to the toilet," Wooyoung mumbled and was off.

San let out an annoyed breath and felt Seonghwa's skeptical look from afar. San ran over to him and prepared to give him a telling off.

"San, did you and Wooyoung-" - "Hwa please. I don't like guys and I certainly don't like Woo that way. Please stop interfering in my love life just because you can't get it together with Hongjoong."

The older man blinked, perplexed. "Excuse me? I'm not into Hongjoong."

"Of course, your couple references with the ice cream, the hairstyle, the outfit.... Do you really think Hongjoong is into that?" San said dismissively, which is why Seonghwa rolled his eyes and looked away from San, absolutely annoyed.

"Let me worry about that... I can-" - "Guys, your shoot is about to start,' a coworker came up to the two and gave them a disparaging look, which San didn't miss. The two walked silently to their next location. At the boxing ring, he spotted Wooyoung talking to the other boxer who was to compete against San. The man kept grinning and Wooyoung started laughing out loud.

"Yah, Jagiya!" shouted San, causing Wooyoung to turn to him in surprise. His cheeks were red, the coworker who had just accompanied San mumbled something unintelligible and went to the others.

"What's wrong San?"

"Nothing, just wanted to say that we can start when you're done flirting."

Wooyoung's expression darkened and he turned away in a huff. "He's too old and not my type."

"But you seem to be his type," San looked at the man, who looked at both of them in confusion.

"Now don't be jealous."

"I'm not jealous," San hissed and pulled Wooyoung along with him. The latter stumbled after him and tore himself away from San. "No, just don't. And now stop pulling me along. I can walk myself."

San looked at the younger man uncomprehendingly. "I know you can. I was just worried, he seemed very taken with you and-"

"Seriously? I'm old enough to make my own decisions. You never worry about who I'm involved with."

"Well, it feels like we're always together. You just left." San pouted slightly and Wooyoung shook his head. "Because I had to go to the toilet. After all, you were allowed to come to the end."

When San thought back to earlier, he felt warm. He looked at Wooyoung and examined his fluffy hair, which fell into his face. San stroked the strand out of his face. Wooyoung licked his dry lips.

"Wooyoung, San. Stop pawing at each other and move to your positions. Come on hop hop," clapped the coworker who had looked disdainful earlier.

"I'm not pining over anyone. Neither San nor the other one over there," Wooyoung hissed and walked past San, bumping him on the shoulder.

"I'm not even gay," San sighed softly and moved to his position, just like Wooyoung.

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Hope the chapter was okay, even if not too much happened 👀