The sounds of movement and footsteps moving about the room is what causes Wooyoung to stir in his sleep. He sleepily pries his eyes open and shifts a little in bed.

The first thing that hits him was the soreness in his ass then next was his dry cotton mouth. He quickly realizes he isn't in his room and he quickly turns with an alarmed expression. He sees Yeosang standing in the bathroom from his comfortable spot across the room on said boy's bed. The blonde was busy blow drying his wet hair after having just stepped out the shower and so he didn't realize Wooyoung was awake yet.

Memories of what went down last night come rushing at once in order from the beach till when they both came stumbling into Yeosang's place while making out and... "Ah fuck" Wooyoung mutters to himself as he sinks back into the mattress. Regret, shame and so many other negative emotions bubbled up in him as it slowly dawned on him that he hooked up with San's friend last night.

He knew Yeosang seemed interested in him last night at the beach but he didn't plan on entertaining the idea. Just out of respect for San. But after seeing the way San practically shat on his face he felt spiteful and decided 'fuck it'. But now, the morning after and realizing what he'd done, he wished he hadn't let it get that far.

"You're finally up" Yeosang's voice from the bathroom causes Wooyoung to turn back and look at him once again. The boy now had the blow dryer turned off and was now brushing his chin length bleach blonde hair with a small red paddle brush. He had a smirk on his lips as he watched Wooyoung.

Wooyoung just groans and stretches a little in bed, soon realizing he was still naked under the covers. "What time is it?" He turns to look at the windows. The rising morning sun lights up the room and causes him to shrink away from its rays.

"Just past 10" Yeosang saunters back into the room. He was shirtless and wore a simple pair of boxer shorts that exposed most of his toned thighs. He hops on the bed and sits at the headrest beside Wooyoung who was still laying with the covers over his body.

Wooyoung grimaces as he sits up in bed. "I-I'm sorry, this whole thing was a mistake" Wooyoung gets to the point. "I shouldn't have engaged with you last night. We shouldn't have gone as far as we did" He says with a straight face as he looks at a smirking Yeosang. He runs his hand through his dark disheveled hair then looks away from the blonde's dark eyes.

"You don't have to apologize" Yeosang chuckles like the whole thing was a big joke. He truly wasn't offended at the fact that Wooyoung regarded their hook up as a mistake. "I had fun. And you're a pretty good fuck. But I'm not interested in anything further so don't worry" Yeosang says as he reached for the box of cigarettes and lighter on his bedside table.

Wooyoung would be lying if he said he didn't feel a weight fall off his shoulders. But he hides his relief. "Thanks" He flashes Yeosang a smile. "Also, do you mind maybe not... telling anyone?" He winces and looks away as he waited for a response from the blonde boy who was now taking a long drag of his cigarette.

Yeosang scoffs playfully but kept his gaze on Wooyoung. Watching him intently. "Who'd I even tell anyways?"

Wooyoung shrugs. "I dunno. Someone or anyone.."

"Someone like San?" Yeosang cuts and Wooyoung whips his head to look at the blonde haired boy directly in the eyes.

"Yeah" Wooyoung swallows, wetting his throat.

Yeosang eyes narrows as he stares at him back, lips curled in a mischievous smile. "Can I ask you a question?"

Wooyoung stays still for a moment but then he nods hesitantly. "Shoot"

"Did you and San fuck before or after you both became step brothers?" His voice was sharp and it cut through the air like an arrow.

Wooyoung froze, his eyes widen a little and his lips part a little while he shakes his head. "W-what are y-you talkin..?"

"I'm not an idiot Wooyoung. The both of you have more pent up sexual tension than two 'abstinent' horny teenagers" Yeosang laughs. "Plus you also said San's name last night while you..." He trails off and watched as a look of pure horror etched itself on Wooyoung's face.

"I did what?" His faces reddens with embarrassment. "Oh god" He hides his behind his hands by covering his eyes.

This causes Yeosang to laugh louder. "So I take it I'm right. You two are hooking up. Tsk that's so scandalous" He chuckles and brings the cigarette up to his lips again.

"W-we're not! Anymore... That's all in the past" Wooyoung quickly corrects. He couldn't believe they were that obvious. And that fact that he apparently let San's name slip last night was just the icing in the cake. He knew he was imagining San last night he never realized he'd accidentally moaned out his name.

"You never answered my question though, did it start before or after your parents got married? Just curious" He had a shit eating grin as he watched Wooyoung.

Wooyoung knew he was thoroughly enjoying the whole situation. Two step brothers that used to be sexually involved. Being friends with one and having just slept with the other. It was a strange position to be in.

"After" Wooyoung admits while biting his inner cheek.

"That's so hot" Yeosang giggles again. "So... what, do you like each or something?"

Wooyoung's heart skips a beat at the loaded question. "Of course not. Don't be ridiculous" He sputtered with a sharp tone to his voice,

Yeosang just puts his hands up in mock surrender, "I said I was just curious" He raised his hands in mock surrender then he reaches for the ash tray and taps a little. Wooyoung drags himself out of bed then searches the ground for his clothes.

"You can take a shower if you want" Yeosang offers but Wooyoung was already kicking his boxer briefs on.

"Nah. I need to get going. Just don't speak of this whole thing to anyone. Please. Not the sex last night and especially not the fact that I used to be involved with San" Wooyoung narrows his eyes at him. He didn't bother pretending to be clueless anymore. It was quite obvious Yeosang is as perceptive as they come and he'd all but caught Wooyoung with his hand in the cookie jar. No point lying about it.

Yeosang pretends to zip his lips then throw away the key. "Your secret's safe, don't worry. Though just a word of advice, don't think of someone else while fucking a person. That's how accidental name drops happen. And the messy drama that follows never ends well. Lucky for you I personally don't care that you said his name when I was the one making you see stars with my dick.." Wooyoung's cheeks reddens with embarrassment again. "...but if it had been someone who did care, this conversation would be very different. Just be careful dum dum"

"Yeah" Wooyoung runs his hand through his hair after pulling on his hoodie. "Thanks for being so understanding" He smiles meekly at Yeosang.

"No problem cutie" Yeosang winks. "Hold on lemme get some clothes on too. I'll drop you off"

Wooyoung was able to sneak past San's door without making any noises then once in the confines of his own suite he locks the door behind him and beelines for his shower. He needed the time and meditative space to unload and unpack everything that had gone down the last 12 hours. From the moment he agreed to do go to the beach with San till the minute he woke up this morning in a stranger's bed. There's also the fact that he truly did need a shower after last nights... activities.

He hated feeling guilty about sleeping with Yeosang even though San ran off yesterday to do the exact same thing with someone else. I shouldn't feel guilty. What is there to feel guilty about? We're not even together so I'm free to do whatever I want. He repeats this mantra as though trying to convince himself.

He wasn't sure how long he was in there for but eventually the sounds of his phone ringing from his room disrupts his thoughts and he realized he'd have to leave at some point.

Upon re-entering his room with a towel wrapped around his hips he saw that his phone was still ringing on the bed side table where it was charging. He reaches for it and saw a name on his screen that made his stomach twist.

'Matt'

He'd been avoiding the man's calls and texts like hell ever since he left Seoul. He didn't want to have to think about anything or anyone else while on vacation especially not Matthew.

But just that morning alone the giant had called 16 times.  He was getting more and more aggressive with his texts too and that scared Wooyoung. He knew he couldn't put it off any longer so he presses answer and brings the device up to his ear with an annoyed sigh. "Hello?"

"Hello? That all your whore self has to say after ignoring me for 2 fucking days. You're a piece of shit you know that? I've been calling, texting and leaving a shit ton of voice mails but you completely shut me out. Wooyoung you promised me you'd call everyday. Why'd you ignore me huh? Don't you know how selfish you're being" Matthew's deep voice comes out harsh and tone one of pure contempt.

Wooyoung quickly shakes his head despite the man not being able to see him. "I'm sorry I didn't... I've just been busy and my step dad doesn't want me on my phone" He tries to lie but he knew Matthew could always tell when he's lying.

"Bullshit. You fucking inconsiderate bitch. Just be lucky I'm not around to punish you for thinking you can just ignore me. I'm switching to video chat. Lemme see your face" He announces without giving Wooyoung the chance to agree to his suggestion.

He bit his inner cheek out of frustration at the whole one sided conversation but nonetheless he accepts the request to switch from voice to video call. Matthew's face pops up on screen. He looked to still be laying in bed. His dark hair was messy and scattered on his pillow. A small gold necklace stood out against his skin and Wooyoung could tell the man was shirtless as he always slept without a shirt on.

"Why's your hair wet?" Was the first thing Matthew asks upon seeing Wooyoung's face pop up on his screen.

"I just got out the shower?" Wooyoung shifts his gaze to the floor while still holding up his phone. His voice held a bit of sass behind it and Matthew didn't miss or ignore it.

"Yeah drop the attitude, I was just asking. So what's the real reason you've been ignoring me? You found some local dick to ride and forgot all about me?"

Wooyoung bit back a scowl. "I didn't do anything. I already told you, my step dad took my phone because he wants all of us to unplug this vacation"

"So how come you have your phone right now?" Matthew continues to press on the matter.

"He gave it back just for today but I need to return it tonight" His voice was flat because he simply didn't have it in him to expend anymore energy on Matthew especially not at that moment.

It was quiet for a long couple seconds as the man pondered Wooyoung's words. Eventually he grunts as if accepting his reasoning. "So when will you be able to talk again?"

"I don't know. Depends on when he gives it back" Wooyoung plays with the loose thread on his towel which was still wrapped around his hips.

"Your step dad is weird as fuck. Makes no sense but whatever" Matt grunts loudly as if the whole thing was a big inconvenience. "I just missed seeing your pretty face you know. I wanna give you kiss so bad right now"

Wooyoung looks up at him when he hears the words of endearment and the sudden tenderness to his voice. Yes, Matthew was a jackass most of the time but then he would go on to say or do sweet things that caused Wooyoung to crumble like a leaf. Like bringing food over to his place on a whim, buying him flowers or calling him pretty.

But then he'd contradict all of that by hitting him, verbally abusing him and gaslight him or controlling his every actions like an overbearing partner. It was all so confusing and so frustrating. The man's moods were like a mixed bag of candy and thumbtacks, he never knew what he'd get whenever he reached into said bag.

"I wanna give you a big kiss then continue kissing all the way down your neck till you beg me to touch you all over" His voice was deep, scratchy, through the phone. "God you're so fucking beautiful. Can you brush you hair back for me pretty? I wanna see you face clearly"

Wooyoung felt his face heat up as he tucked the dark strands of his lengthy black hair behind his ears. "Good boy" Matthew praises. "Are you alone?"

Wooyoung nods albeit somewhat hesitantly. "Yeah"

"Touch yourself for me pretty. I wanna see you play with your nipples and finger yourself then imagine it's me stretching you out" His eyes were clouded with lust but Wooyoung winces. He didn't want to have phone sex.

"M-Matt I don't really want to-"

"That wasn't a request Wooyoung" Matthew cuts him off immediately. "Aish- don't be like this. You break your promise to call every day and now you won't even help satisfy me. You're acting so selfish you know that?"

Wooyoung immediately reaches for the lube in his bag which layed on the floor by the bed. "I'm sorry. I'll do it" He says and was already setting up the phone on the bed so the man could get a good view as he did whatever he was told to do.

"There you go. Now take off that towel for me pretty"

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woosan at waterbomb was... something 😭🤰🏾