"Sannie darling. Are you okay?" San heard his mother, who was now standing next to her husband and looking at both of them with her mouth open. Wooyoung hid behind San, who was standing behind the kitchen island, so only his upper body was visible.

"So... Yes with you?" San became quieter with every word.

"Did you just do it in the kitchen?" San's mother looked indignantly at her son and the clothes next to the kitchen island.

"C-could be," San mumbled and fished for the clothes with one foot. Wooyoung pulled on his boxer shorts and sweater in no time at all. San did the same. His father looked at him indefinably. San pulled Wooyoung along with him. He hissed as he stepped up. He held his abdomen. San's mother rolled her eyes.

"Up you go, sleep off your hangovers. I hope you've cleaned up here!" she sighed, annoyed. San nodded and lifted Wooyoung up bridal style, as he was in a little more pain from her act. In the meantime, his mother fetched another tablet and pressed it into Wooyoung's hand. "Painkillers. Please take them tomorrow after dinner if your abdominal pain hasn't gone away. It can sometimes last a little longer. Some men in this house don't know how to control themselves," she clicked her tongue, which made Ilseung grin and give his wife a quick kiss on the cheek and whisper something in her ear.

"Oh God, please do it somewhere else," San moaned and fled up the stairs to his room with Wooyoung in his arms.

He put Wooyoung down on the bed and lay down next to him.

"Sannie," Wooyoung mumbled tiredly and yawned. "Hmm?" San turned his head to Wooyoung. "I love you."

San's heart beat faster. Those words seemed so unreal, even though Wooyoung had said them to him so many times before. However, there was a certain depth and honesty in them this time. They were heavy in the air. Since they got together, it was the first time he felt this intimate psychic connection with Wooyoung. Just from his sincere words.

"Love you too, Young-ah," San whispered back, whereupon a slight smile graced Wooyoung's mouth and shortly afterwards he fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, San woke up with a headache. Groaning, he sat up and put his hand over his mouth. He quickly sprinted to the bathroom and ripped open the toilet lid. He threw up and sat down on the floor.

"I guess that was a bit much yesterday," he heard Wooyoung's tired voice teasingly behind him.

"Keep it down," San grumbled annoyed and threw up again. San closed his eyes and suddenly felt a cloth against his mouth. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wooyoung stroking his hair behind his ear and wiping his mouth. They both stared dumbly into each other's eyes.

"Isn't it disgusting?" San asked ashamedly. "No. I could ask you the same thing," Wooyoung said calmly, alluding to the time when Wooyoung had developed a slight eating disorder because of all the comments about his body. San was there for him. He held him tightly in his arms after he had vomited. Even though it was disgusting. In his eyes.

"I didn't think it was disgusting. I didn't want to see you suffer. I didn't want you to be alone with it. And you were perfect for me back then. You're-" - "The most beautiful person in the world in my eyes," Wooyoung finished, smiling at San's words, which he heard from San every time after vomiting.

"You remember that?"

"Sure, when you told me that back then, my crush on you went through the roof and I was afraid I wasn't good enough for you, but you never left my side, no matter what."

"I meant what I said back then, I didn't just say it to make you feel better and my opinion hasn't changed since then," San said firmly, which is why Wooyoung stared at him dumbly. "I just wanted you to know that. I wanted and still only want the best for you. After all, we're friends all the way to the altar," San said with a smile and stroked Wooyoung's knee. The latter blushed.

"A friend to the end," he murmured. "Amicus Ad Aras."

San nodded and suddenly felt a soft pair of lips on his. "Young-ah, I-I didn't brush my teeth," San said ashamedly.

He grinned slightly and stood up, holding his abdomen. "God San, what did you do yesterday?"

"N-no idea. Just what you wanted, actually." He scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. "Why don't you go downstairs and eat something, then you can take the pill. I'll be right down."

"This is going to be awkward. They've seen us. I totally made a bad impression," Wooyoung moaned as he carefully left the bathroom.

San brushed his teeth with a smile. This disappeared when he thought about the fact that they had to go back and what was going to happen there. Because of Haerin. He was afraid.

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