PS: Slightly Mature Content (🌶️🌶️ )

When this part was also finished, Wooyoung and San sat down in the dressing room and had a drink. When San thought back to the shoot, he felt warm again. Wooyoung often got so close to him. When he whispered something in his ear. When he framed his face with his hands when San won the fight. When forehead and forehead touched.

Wooyoung slurped up the rest of his drink and put it to one side. They must have been the only ones on break. Wooyoung looked at San, who was also looking at him.

There was an oppressive atmosphere in the room. But was interrupted by San's cell phone tone.

"Oh, Yoohyeon wrote to me," said San happily and reached for his cell phone. Wooyoung sighed audibly next to him. San peeked at Wooyoung, who was squinting at San's cell phone.

When he saw the hearts and compliments and flirting, he was more than annoyed. He slid closer to San, their legs touching. San looked up and smiled gently at Wooyoung.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wooyoung placed a hand on San's thigh and stroked it. San continued writing with just one hand, placing the other on Wooyoung's hand. He blinked a little and looked up at San, who was still writing with his girl. Annoyed, Wooyoung moved his hand closer to San's private parts. His thumb stroked along the inside of his thigh. San stiffened. He gasped softly and looked at Wooyoung, who was now looking at the opening door. Yeosang entered the changing room and scrutinized the two in front of him. He raised an eyebrow skeptically.

"Don't mind me, I'm just getting something for Jongho." He quickly disappeared from the room. And San pulled his leg away from Wooyoung. He stood up and ran his hand through his hair.

"San? Do you want to watch the new episode of-" "Sorry Woo, I can't tonight."

Wooyoung nodded in dismay. "Oh, sure, some other time then."

"Maybe at the weekend."

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Wooyoung went into his dorm and sat down on the sofa.

"What are you doing here, Wooyoung?" came from Jongho, who had just come out of the bathroom. "I live here."

"I thought you were with San again today?"

"He doesn't have time," Wooyoung sighed and buried his head in a pillow.

"Oh god, don't tell me he found someone else?"

"Yeah, he's only texting with her now!"

"San is straight?" -"You can see that," Wooyoung grumbled.

"You'll be fine, Woo. I'm sure it'll go away. Don't worry about it. San will always like you," Jongho cheered him up and patted Wooyoung's shoulder.

He thanked him quietly and disappeared into his room. Perhaps he should distract himself a little or cheer himself up. But his thoughts were all about San and today. The kiss, how he had brought San to climax. He could never in his life only like women...

"Oh fuck it," Wooyoung grumbled and opened his bedside drawer. He took out some lubricant and a vibrator. He undressed, applied the lubricant and carefully inserted the vibrator. He gasped and clawed at the bed. Stage one.

He moaned softly and took his penis in his hand. He jerked himself off in the process. He moaned softly again and again. Stage two.

"Mhmh, S-sannie," Wooyoung moaned and quickened his pace, about to come, when the door was pulled open and Wooyoung flinched in alarm. Fuck, he had forgotten to lock the door!

Standing in the doorway was San, who looked at Wooyoung with wide eyes and saw how Wooyoung poured himself out.

Both San and Wooyoung were completely flushed. Both were silent.

San cleared his throat. "I didn't mean to disturb you. Sorry Woo," he apologized and stared at the exposed boy in front of him.

He slowly pulled out the vibrator and switched it off. His eyes stayed on San the whole time. Until San moved, entered the room and closed the door behind him. He fetched tissues, opened the packet and helped Wooyoung to clean himself up. The younger quickly snatched the handkerchief from Sans hand and cleaned himself. Threw the handkerchiefs in the bin.

"So... Ehm... Do you have time?" San asked quietly.

"Now yes... Why?"

"Yoohyeon didn't have time.... And I thought you.... "

"....had time for me?" Wooyoung finished his question. San scratched the back of his head uncomfortably.

Wooyoung covered himself up underneath. "Sure, I'll... Go and have a quick shower. You can wait here," Wooyoung said quietly and got up together with the blanket.

"Oh okay, see you soon then," San breathed and looked at the half-naked Wooyoung. They both stared at each other again for what felt like an eternity.

"Is there anything else? Or can I take a shower now?"

"Do you want to go to the bathroom with the blanket?"

Annoyed, Wooyoung threw the blanket away. He ran to the bathroom while San got up and ran after him.

"Wait Woo, what if Hongjoong or Jongho see you naked?"

"Then that's the way it is... After all, you've seen me naked too... Often. Just like I've seen you."

"Yes, but we're us. It's normal for us," San argued and ran into the bathroom.

"Do you want to take a shower now or what are you doing here?" The younger boy looked skeptically at San, who looked at him and the door, overwhelmed. In the meantime, Wooyoung turned on the shower and waited for San's answer when there was a knock on the door. "Is anyone in here? The door's not locked, but the water's running..."

It was Hongjoong.

"Yes, I was just about to take a shower," Wooyoung called out and looked at San, who remained silent. "If you're in the shower, can I come in and get my cell phone? I forgot it here. I'm not even remotely looking in your direction."

"Can't it wait?" - "No, I'm waiting to hear back urgently about our next shoot!"

"Well, whatever. But hurry up," Wooyoung hissed and pulled San into the shower with him.

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It's gotten a bit out of hand 🤣