The next week in that house was almost like walking on egg shells whenever San was home. Wooyoung tried numerous times to keep up with his cold front but his patience was wearing very thin.

Since both their parents were out and at work for most of the day that left them alone in the house until one or both of them went out for whatever reason.

Wooyoung and Hongjoong continued to sleep with each other behind San's back and for the time being, San had no idea. Wooyoung couldn't care less if San found out but Hongjoong had insisted they kept it on the low.

The tension between the two step siblings also hadn't gotten much better. Whenever they walked by each other in the hallway San often felt himself break a sweat and quickly avert his eyes. It mainly had to do with how provocative Wooyoung often dressed. The smallest shorts or revealing shirts. It drove him crazy because he couldn't even count on one hand how many times he's thought of Wooyoung... naked. Thought of placing his hands on the younger's milky hips and gliding up and down his body's natural curve. It was too suffocating living with him. And it's only been a week.

Right now it's a Friday and as usual the pair were left home alone. San in his bedroom and Wooyoung in his own bedroom getting ready to take a shower.

San hears Wooyoung's door open and close and his light footsteps creak on the floorboards before disappearing into the only bathroom in the house.

San sits up a little then goes to open his door a peek, curious as to what the younger was up to. He carefully walks to the bathroom and sees that the door was open a crack but instead of retreating back to his room he couldn't help but snoop.

In the bathroom Wooyoung stood in front of the sink, phone in hands and a small smirk on his lips as he texted someone. His long raven black hair pulled up in a small cute ponytail.

San wondered who he was texting now. That was another thing he learned about Wooyoung, the boy and his phone were practically inseparable. He was always texting one person or the other.

Wooyoung giggled at his phone, bottom lips caught between his teeth. "You're so stupid" He mutters under his breath.

-¡-

BC

BC:
Hey babes
I miss you 😩
You free tonight?

Wooyoung:

Miss you too 👅
Tonight is no good
Got plans

BC:
Come on
I haven't fucked that pretty hole
of yours in forever

Wooyoung:
Pffft 👁👁
You're such a simp omg 😭

BC:
I only simp for Jung Wooyoung

Wooyoung:
Hmm? Tell me more 👁

BC:
😍
Beautiful

Wooyoung:
You're feeding my ego so much
Head about to explode 😳

BC:
Let me come over and I'll sweet talk
all you want

Wooyoung:
Hmmm only if you get me something 🤭

BC:
Anything for you luv 😊

Wooyoung:
Ah fine. I'll move my plans.
You're lucky your dick is massive 😶

BC:
So is my wallet 🏃🏻‍♂️

Wooyoung:
🙈
Thanks
Step brother's gonna be home tho
Hope you don't mind 👅

BC:
Idc 👅

-¡-

Wooyoung finally turns off his phone and places it on the counter space next to the sink then he proceeds to begin stripping.

San leans forward, his mouth open in anticipation. Wooyoung first drags his shirt off and dumps it on the closed toilet lid then drags down his sweatpants and underwear at the same time.

To San's disappointment Wooyoung had his back to the door but he still felt his breath get caught in throat at the sight of Wooyoung's round perfectly shaped ass. His hand slides over his crotch on their own and he begins fondling himself through his pyjama pants.

Wooyoung takes out the ponytail holding his hair up and his bangs flop back down to his forehead. He leaves the elastic next to his phone then turns to enter the glass shower.

At this time San now fully has his hand inside his pants. He silently pumped himself while staring at Wooyoung's beautiful body. He bit down on his lip to hold back his moans. His breathing becoming more laboured as his releases drew near.

Wooyoung accidentally drops his sponge and bends over to pick it giving San a quick flash of his puckered hole. That's when he came in his underwear. "Fuck" He gasps out and leans fully on the wall for support.

He quickly retreated to his room to change before further embarrassing himself. What the hell did I just do? After changing he slumped on his bed and repeatedly smacked his forehead. Why'd he have to be so damn attractive? I shouldn't be having these thoughts about my brother damn it.

Shortly after, the bathroom door creaks wider and Wooyoung's footsteps echoes all the way back to his room before his bedroom door shuts.

San deeply exhales before leaving his room to get something to eat for lunch. He settles for some left over pasta from the previous day.

Wooyoung comes out a moment later all dressed in his usual loose fitting over sized clothing and shorts, phone still in his hand. San looks up from his food from where he sat in the table. Their eyes meet for a moment and San felt heat reach his groin as memories of the younger's naked body flashed in his mind.

"So I've got a friend coming over later" Wooyoung breaks their silent staring contest by opening up the fridge to look for something to snack on. His dark hair a little damp and fair skin slightly flushed on places like his cheeks and nose.

"Oh you have friends? Great, I don't care" San mutters as he picks at his food, his appetite having left him.

"Aish- you're really such an asshole you know that? I'm seriously trying here but it's clear you wanna hate me forever" He slams the fridge door close out of frustration.

San drops his fork in annoyance, the metal utensil clanging hard against the ceramic bowl and rung loudly in the kitchen. He picks up the half empty bowl and takes it to the sink then attempts to walk past Wooyoung and back to his room.

Wooyoung, however, grabs him by the arm stopping him in place. San immediately retaliates to the contact by taking Wooyoung's wrists and pinning him to the fridge. The appliance shaking a little at the aggressive slam.

Their bodies pressing up against each other, Wooyoung's wrist pinned on the side of his head. Their faces were only inches apart, the air becoming thick and heavy.

Wooyoung looked at him with a calm expression, lips pursed ever so slightly, damp bangs fell forward like thin curtains over his eyes. He watches at San's eyes shifts to his lips. He too admires the older's nicely shaped lips which were now slightly parted. My god, just kiss me already. He yells out to San in his head.

Just as the thought crosses his mind he feels San's grip on his wrists loosen and he immediately stumbles back. His cheeks flushed and eyes slightly widened, then he sped out of the kitchen before Wooyoung had a chance to say anything.

The dark haired boy just stood there, back still pressed against the fridge, eyes wandering around the kitchen wondering what the hell just happened.

San slams his door shut and leans on it. Shit, we almost kissed... His eyes were wide and damn was he turned on. Just the simple thought of kissing Wooyoung made him hard as a rock.

He repeatedly face palmed while muttering self deprecating words at himself. For the rest of the day San stayed cooped up in his room, he called Hongjoong sometime around 5pm and had a short conversation before the older claimed he had to go.

It wasn't till around 7 that the door bell rang. San goes to open it with the thought that it was one of their parents. He was surely mistaken.

He swings open the door and was greeted with an older looking male. If San had to guess his age he'd say about 25 or 26. He stood a couple inches taller than San and was cleary a lot more muscular. San opens his mouth to ask who he was but Wooyoung speaks up from behind him.

"Hey, you made it" Wooyoung greets. A wide smile on his lips. He completely disregards San's presence by walking around him then taking BC's hand, dragging him inside.

BC smirks and follows, placing both hands on Wooyoung's hips as they walked back to Wooyoung's room. San just stood there with an arched brow. He shuts the door with a loud huff at the same time Wooyoung's doors slams close. The sound echoing around the house.

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Might drop the next chapter tomorrow.. I don't know yet 👁🤭