<A not-so-quick author's note>

A few of you weren't too happy about how I'm concluding the book and I just wanted to apologize if you're disappointed. Tbh I didn't even expect this book to get any reads, it was just sort of something I did when I got bored and decided 'why not?'. I mean the title is 'Lick' which doesn't really correlate with the plot, I clearly wasn't thinking when I made this 😂

Still though, the fact that many of you stuck around till the end seriously baffles me. Despite my cheesy plot and shitty writing you still chose to keep reading which means a lot. I can understand why some of you would be disappointed with the way I'm concluding it but I'd like to make it clear that this is my first fan fiction and I don't know jack shit about relationships seeing as I've never actually been in one.

The most 'intense heartbreak' I've gone through is when my favorite trainee got eliminated from produce 101: season 2 😷 so clearly I'm uneducated in the romance department... but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to learn. There's always room for improvement especially when it comes to writing.

I do hope some of you can excuse my pitiful writing and give my next book a chance. I'll try and take heed to you guys' advice and attempt to write more realistically in the future.

Enough of my useless ranting, here's the last chapter of Lick. Please enjoy 😊

{I also still haven't made up my mind about whether or not I want to write a sequel and maybe try and redeem myself. We'll see...}

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San releases a small sigh as he waits anxiously for Hongjoong to pick up his phone. The longer the wait the more dread he felt.

A few days had passed since Wooyoung's arrival and he'd finally gotten the chance to tell his mom about his plans of maybe moving to Seoul. She, of course like any mom would be, was against it at first claiming that 'she didn't want her baby to leave her' but soon came around and realized that her 'baby' was growing up and he needed to leave the nest at some point.

Both he and Wooyoung had agreed to leave Friday that week and it was Thursday. He had all his clothes packed and other necessities. He'd have to admit that the thought of moving away from home scared him half to death but with Wooyoung reassuring him that it'd be fine he slowly started to feel more at ease.

So there he was, sitting on his bed at 8pm, trying to call Hongjoong who was still in Seoul and was probably asleep. Still, it wouldn't hurt to try, he thought to himself. When the call went to voice mail he gave up and turned off his phone deciding that the shorter most likely wouldn't pick up even if he was awake.

Hongjoong was petty and stubborn like that. He lays back in bed to try and get some sleep before his travel tomorrow when his phone buzzes loudly on his bed side table indicating an incoming call. He sleepily picks it up expecting to see Wooyoung's caller ID, 'dork that broke my heart', but instead saw that it was Hongjoong calling back.

The sleep in his eyes instantly disappears and he sits up hurriedly and stared at the small device in his hands with wide eyes. He held it tightly as though it would disappear otherwise.

Finally he answers the call and puts it on speaker. "Hello?" His shaky voice calls out. He's fought with Hongjoong lots of times but they've always made up in the end. Part of him believed that their last falling out would be what would finally split them for good but another part of him wanted to believe that they'd just go back to normal and eat oreo ice cream until 2 in the morning like they did whenever they made up after a fight.

"Hey San" The taller's voice breaks him from his thoughts. "I just saw your missed calls. I wasn't ignoring you I swear"

"It's fine. I called pretty late anyways so I didn't expect you to pick up to be honest"

Silence. A deathly silence followed after San's response. Neither of them knew what to say next. San felt like he was suffocating on nothing. Thankfully they were talking through the phone so Hongjoong couldn't see how flustered he looked. San was never good with apologies but he knew he had to grow a pair and say something.

"So why'd you call then?" Hongjoong asks after an eternity of silence.

"I- I'm sorry... For everything. I'm such a shitty person and an even shittier friend. I really don't deserve you Hongjoong.." He says in one breathe, finally saying what he's being dying to say.

"Shut up. You have nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who should be saying sorry. I was acting childish and... entitled. I let my emotions make my decisions for me. I was selfish and stupid and---" He stops briefly when his voice became hoarse.

"We're supposed to be best friends who support and protect each other. You tried to protect me from getting hurt but I was stubborn and on top of that, I didn't protect you. I had no idea my best friend was hurting so much all this time and right under my nose too. I'm so so sorry San... Will you forgive me?"

San felt his eyes sting with tears. He's always been an emotional person from the start. He chuckles sadly when a tear falls. "Of course I forgive you, idiot. Let's promise not to let anyone come between us again ok?" He sniffs a few times and Hongjoong smiles to himself when he realizes that San was crying.

"Yeah, I promise"

"I promise as well"

"If you dong stop crying I'm probably gonna start my own water works soon here" Hongjoong mutters when he felt himself start to tear up as well.

"Sorry" San laughs as he wipes his eyes. "I'm moving to Seoul by the way-- with Wooyoung" He adds after a few short seconds.

Hongjoong smiles shortly. "So that asshole really did go to Busan. I didn't think he had the balls to do it"

"To be honest me neither but... I'm glad he did"

Hongjoong senses the sudden change in San's voice at the topic of Wooyoung. He sounded... happy.

"You really like him don't you?"

"Y-yeah, I guess you could say that" The younger blushes a little. "Well what about you and Mingi hm? When did that happen?" He asks teasingly and it was Hongjoong's turn to blush.

"Oooh you aren't saying anything. It must be serious. Have you guys had sex yet?"

"San!"

"What?! Have you?"

"Shut up"

"You have, haven't you?" San laughs loudly at how flustered Hongjoong sounded. He knew the shorter most likely had turned several shades red.

"You're so weird. He's literally in the bathroom right now and could come out any second now"

"Tell me"

"Goodnight San"

"Tell me you cowar--" Hongjoong ends the call and the line goes dead. San smiles to himself as he places his phone back on the small table next to his bed.

That night he went to bed happier than he'd been in a while. He finally made up with his friend and it turns out that his unrequited feelings for Wooyoung weren't really unrequited..? Things were finally beginning to go the way he wants them to.

Early next morning he woke up which was odd seeing as he never woke up early. He concluded to himself a while back that the only other time he'd wake up early by himself is in a dream or something.

He dismisses it as the buzz of excitement keeping him from sleeping any further. "Wooyoung's probably on his way here. Gotta quickly shower" He mutters to himself as he steps out of his covers. The door bell rings simultaneously and he sighs softly.

"So much for a quick shower"

When he pulls the door back he's greeted with Wooyoung's warm smile and he felt his heart melt at the sight. "Morning" The younger says first and San smiles widely back before pulling the door wider for him to come in with his luggage.

"Morning. You're here early. We don't have to leave until later this afternoon, I haven't even showered yet" San responds as he shuts the door.

"Well I just really wanted to see you is that so wrong?" Wooyoung arches his brow as he steps closer to San, placing his hands on his thin hips and brings his face closer to the shorter's.

"Go away, I haven't even brushed yet" San retorts and pushes him away, a small blush tinted on his cheeks.

"So? I don't care. Just gimme a kiss" Wooyoung pouts and San rolls his eyes and walks away.

"Wait here, I'm gonna go shower. It'll only take a few minutes"

Wooyoung releases a long sigh before falling back in the couch. All night he couldn't sleep properly because he was both excited to see San again and he was seriously craving the feel of San's soft skin on his own.

Now that he's here the older was trying to play hard to get. Wooyoung wasn't having any of it. He hears the shower head turn on indicating that San had started showering. He smirks to himself before standing up and heading towards the closed door.

San runs his hand through his hair under the pouring shower head and he breathes out in relief. The steam from the hot water was really relaxing to him and all he wanted to do was just stand under the shower forever.

"You're gonna waste water just standing there like that" He hears a voice and he snaps his eyes open. That's when he realizes that the glass door to the shower was pulled back and there Wooyoung stood, naked, in all his glory.

"W-wooyoung w-what are you doing?" He stutters out in surprise as he stares in horror.

"What does it look like? I wanna shower too" Wooyoung responds with a short laugh as he shuts the door behind him and steps closer to San who still looks at him with wide eyes.

"You couldn't have waited till I was done?" He scoffs and reaches for the bar of soap. He turns his back to Wooyoung and begins to soap up his arm slowly.

Wooyoung looks at San's round ass cheeks and he couldn't help it anymore. He moves closer to the shorter and places his hands on his hips then brings his lips down on the crook of his neck.

"Well I can leave if you want to" He whispers into his ear causing San to shiver. A breathe leaves his lips and an oh so familiar heat reaches the pit of his stomach.

He felt weak at his knees and all Wooyoung did was whisper in his ear. The warmth of Wooyoung's body heat on his back slowly moves a way just as soon as it came and he turns to see Wooyoung turning to leave.

"No! Wait" He grabs the younger's arm and Wooyoung looks at him in amusement. "Stay" He mutters in embarrassment as he looks down.

Wooyoung places his hand under San's chin and brings his eyes back up to meet his. "I thought you'd never ask" He whispers before joining their lips in a wet kiss. Their tongues danced together, both of them trying to taste the other.

They pull back for air and San was breathing quickly, his heart racing even faster. Wooyoung attaches his lips to San's earlobe and nibbles softly. His skin tingles and he felt goosebumps rise on his skin despite the hot water pouring from the shower head and steaming up the glass cubicle.

The younger lets his hands roam San silky smooth skin. It'd been such a long time that he'd almost forgotten how being close to him like this felt like. San pulls back Wooyoung's face from his neck and brought their lips closer. He didn't kiss him, instead he just let their lips hover a hair's width away from each other while they stare deeply into each other's eyes.

San was in a trance which was basically the norm every time he looked into Wooyoung's deep brown irises. "Don't ever hurt me like that again Wooyoung, I swear..." He whispers and which causes the purpled haired male to smile.

"I promise"

They finally reconnect and soon after San felt Wooyoung pumping him and he moans into the kiss. He pulls back and rests his head on Wooyoung's shoulder, his breathes coming out harshly as he felt his release nearing.

He held onto Wooyoung's arms and squeezed tightly as he came on the shower floor with a loud moan and his eyes shut tightly. As he came down from the intoxicating pleasure he felt Wooyoung chuckle.

"That was fast" He comments. San's face turns red with embarrassment and he pinches the younger's arm. "Ow.."

"Shut it. You don't know how long I was holding it for" He says while pouting and Wooyoung smiles before gently pushing him against the wall.

He brought his lips down and under San's jawline nipping and sucking harshly. San felt his member stiffen up again and he was growing impatient. He wanted to feel Wooyoung inside of him again.

"Mmghm stop taking so long" He whines out when Wooyoung shifted his attention from San's neck to his protruding collar bones.

Wooyoung smiles as he kept kissing down his stomach until he was on his knees. Instead of taking San in his mouth like the shorter male predicted, Wooyoung flipped him around and slowly slid a finger into his wanting hole.

He slides another finger then another and San's insides churn when Wooyoung curls his fingers.

"Ah--" He moaned out as the other continue to stretch him. When Wooyoung felt like he was prepped enough he removed his fingers and stood up. San sighs softly at the loss of heat in his ass hole. Wooyoung aligns himself against San and slowly slides in, recreating that lost heat.

San gasps at the fullness and he rolls his head back unto Wooyoung's shoulder. Wooyoung on the other hand was in bliss, had it been that long? He thought to himself.

He held San's hips firmly and waited for him to adjust which apparently didn't take long at all. San was soon moving his hips as if commanding Wooyoung to begin moving.

Wooyoung of course obliges and pulled back, almost completely out, then slams back in. San curses loudly and he felt his vision blur. He placed his arms on the wet tiles of the wall as Wooyoung kept thrusting in and out slowly increasing his speed and hitting his prostate each time.

Nothing else matter to San at that moment. His mind was a jumbled mess and he couldn't think straight. Both their moans fill the bathroom along with the sounds of their wet skins meeting and the shower still running.

Wooyoung leans into the crook of San's neck and places a soft kiss while still thrusting. "San.."

San doesn't respond, he was too drunk off the pleasure to speak.

"San"

"San!"

"San!! Wake the fuck up!"

San snaps his eyes open and meets Wooyoung's face. He was looking down at him with an arch in his eye brow.

He sits up abruptly and realizes that he was sitting in his bed with Wooyoung standing next to him with his hands on his hips.

"I can't believe you're still sleeping. It's almost 1 pm..." Wooyoung mutters in disbelief.

San's cheeks soon turns red when he realizes what just happened. He was having a wet dream about Wooyoung.

"Fuck" He mutters as he hides his face. The younger just looks at him in question.

"You ok?"

"Y-yeah I'm great" He stutters in response and avoids his eyes.

It felt so real and vivid he was almost positive that it actually happened. Then again the dream began with him waking up early on his own which he never does, that in itself should've been a dead giveaway.

"Well hurry up and get ready" Wooyoung turns to leave but stops briefly. "By the way... ah-- you moaned my name in your sleep. Should I be worried?" He asks hesitantly, a blush creeping unto his cheeks as well.

San's eyes widen and he throws his pillow at him. "I don't know what you're talking about. Now leave, I need to shower"

Wooyoung chuckles but doesn't think much of it so he walks out the room, shutting the door behind him. San falls back unto his bed with a loud sigh.

"Damn it. Why'd it have to be a dream...?" He whines to himself.

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Cue the tears... 😭