Please tell me if there are any spelling, tenses or grammar mistakes, because English isn't my mother tongue.

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𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰
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The alarm clock was ringing and annoyed he sighed. Though reading the name of his alarm, Wooyoung sat up fast and squeaked of euphoria.

»Ahh Today is the day! I'll see San the first time in person. And sooo close!«

Happily he changed his clothes and styled his hair. In the mirror he was checking his looks and nodded in acceptance. Fast he video calls his best friend Yeosang. His friend taked the call after a few seconds and yawned.

»Whats so important, that you call me this early in the morning?«

»San! Today is the Fanmeeting. How do I look?« He was holding his phone to the mirror to show off his outfit.

»Isn't your shirt a bit to revealing?« Yeosang asked and Wooyoung pouted at his friend. »I don't think so. I want to impress San anyway!«

»But you don't know if he likes the same gender...«

»He still can likes me, without thinking to fuck me.« Wooyoung grumbled and Yeosang laughed. »I like your hairstyle. The bandana is nice too.«

»Uhhh thanks«, Wooyoung smiled and checked his blonde-black hair, which he put in to a little bun.

»Have fun Wooyoung", said Yeosang.

»You too. What are you doing today? «, Wooyoung asked his friend and searched for his bag.

»I'll go to Seonghwa and Jongho. The others don't have time.«

»I'll have to end the call, otherwise I'll be late«, Wooyoung said and ended the call without waiting for an answer from Yeosang. He ran down the stairs and shouted a Bye to his parents.

»Young man«, his father said and annoyed Wooyoung saw to him. »How do you look? Where do you want go with this look?«

»To a fanmeeting...«

»From this fag?«

»I... I have to go«, he grumbled and threw the door behind him.

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Oh my God. It's time!

He looked beside three girls to see San giving autographs.

He's so pretty!

Just one blink and it was his turn. Nervously he bit his lips.
»Hello«, San smiled.» Whats your name?«

»Wooyoung«, he whispered and looked to San, who checked out the blonde-black haired boy and took his hand.

»Beautiful name. Wooyoung~

»T -thanks«, he whispered with red cheeks and looked down to their intertwined hands.

San let go of Wooyoungs hands and put his finger under the oreo haired boy. He pushed his head softly up, so they can look at each other eyes. Wooyoung became so nervous, that he doesn't flinch any limb.

»Can we take a Selfie?«

»Sure, do you want to do a special pose?«, asked his Idol. Wooyoung just shakes his head as an answer. He doesn't have anything in mind right now.

»Oh that's new«, San stated surprised. »So then I will think about one.«

In this time Wooyoung had opened the camera and turned to San so they can took a Selfie.
San however bowed more into Wooyoung. Was dangerously close to the younger. They posed and tooked a few pictures with different filters.
At the last photo San turned his head to Wooyoung, close to the oreo haired boys cheek. His lips brushed against these cheeks and with completely tomato coloured cheeks, Wooyoung put away his mobile. Shocked that he has such a photo on his phone now. San just smirked at the shorter boy and stared to his reveled neck and chest.

Yeosang was right. It was way too revealing.

San teared apart his gaze and brushed away a strand of hair from Wooyoungs face.

»You are really pretty«, San whispered and took an autograph card to sign it.

»Y-you too«, Wooyoung whispered ashamed and was watching San singing the card.
His breast stings. This means he just has a few more seconds with his Idol.

»Here« San gave Wooyoung the card. While taking this card, their fingertips were touching softly and San smiled lovely at Wooyoung.

»I wish you a beautiful day. I hope we will see each other again, Wooyoungie~« San winked at him, before Wooyoung got escorted by the security guards. Before leaving the room, he looked to San, who blew the oreo haired boy an airkiss.

With completely red cheeks Wooyoung left the building and breathed in the fresh air.

Did he just flirted with me? No, he just was nice because I was his fan.

Shaking his head Wooyoung looked at the signed autograph card and could not believe his eyes. There was written a mobile number and a "Text me ;*".

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After 2 weeks in which Wooyoung wrote nearly everyday with San, they finally decided to do a video call. San always was nice, friendly and funny. He always makes Wooyoung laughing. But in the video call, he again flirted with Wooyoung. Complete opposite to his texting. As if he actually had sexual ninterest in Wooyoung.

Tiredly Wooyoung changed his clothes and brushed his teeth. He walked to school and listened to some of Sans songs. But he got the feeling that someone watched him, followed him. Shaking his head, he kept going. He wasn't famous, he must imagine this.

Suddenly someone touched his shoulder and shocked he backs away. In front of him was San and smiled at Wooyoung. Eventually, because he was wearing a mask, so you could just see his eyes.

»W-what are you doing here?«

» Hm, I wanted to see you, Wooyoungie!«

»Same for me.... But why do you know where I am living?«

»I want to be honest with you. I did some research«, he said quietly and walked besides Wooyoung.

»With other words. You stalked me?«, Wooyoung concluded.

»Yeah, sounds crazy, but for me, you are my little star«, San chuckled and took Wooyoungs hand.

»Why are you doing this? We are in public«, hissed Wooyoung and took away his hand from San.

»Oh if this bothers you, we can go to my place«, murmured San in the youngers ear, which caused Wooyoung to shiver.

»Actually, I want to go to school. I don't want a punishment«, Wooyoung sighed and let go of San.

He was too close. Too intrusive. And why did he stalk me?!

»Alright, I'll pick you up after school. Laters«, he pulled his mask down and placed a kiss on Wooyoungs cheek.

»Last lesson is until 15:00«, Wooyoung said on trance and holded his kissed cheek.

»I know«, San grinned and disappeared.

My favorite Idol stalked me.... I feel like I'm in a bad Fanfiction.....

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Wooyoung left fast the school building, just to see San, who was waving at Wooyoung.

»How was school?«

»Like always. How was your day?«

»Hm, really good. Today I trained for my comeback.«

»Uhhh, when is it?« Wooyoung asked excited and jumped up and down.

»Soon. But I'll give you a little sneakpeek«, San whispered and took Wooyoungs hand.

»For sure?«

»Sure, for you always«, San smiled and walked to his car. Together they drove to Sans home and nervously Wooyoung played with his fingers.

This can never be real.

»Why me? «, the oreo haired boy asked, when they both sat in Sans big and modern living room.

»Because you fascinate me. You never were obsessed or too pushy and still I felt your love for me. I saw your admiration in your eyes. You also have a beautiful voice and you were so cute. I really wanted to cuddle you. Wait that's not all. You are also really hot. Exactly with that outfit and your hair from the fanmeeting«, San stated and closed the distance between the two of them.

»San?«

»Yes?«

»I l-love you«, the younger said and fastly he placed his hand over his mouth.

Fuck, why is my brain so slow....

»I love you too, Wooyoung«, San came closer to him and placed his lips carefully on Wooyoungs. The younger kissed him softly back and put his hands on Sans trained breast.

He backed away. »I hope you don't love me just because I'm your idol. Because my feelings for you are real, Wooyoung«, San stated totally serious and looked at Wooyoungs reaction.

»I really love your private self, San. I thought you would be a total bad boy. But actually you're really loveable and funny«, Wooyoung spoke after a while.

San just nodded and stared at the younger. His hands were touching Wooyoungs contours, til his fingers arrived Wooyoungs lips. Wooyoung stared spellbounded in Sans eyes. Outside was already the break of dawn and the whole living room were enlightened with little lamps.

»You want me to show you my new song? Therefore I invited you actually«, San laughed a bit, which caused Wooyoungs heart to pound really fast. San were gone for a blink of time and came back with other clothes and a bluetoothspeaker. He changed the light with a remote control in red colours. Wooyoung bit his lips in excitement.

»And just for you I will change that performance a bit«, San explained and played the music. Wooyoung observed San exactly, until the older came to him and kissed his forehead. »And now your private session starts«, San whispered and danced scantily dressed for Wooyoung.

Fuck!

»You can touch me ~«
Silently he nodded and touched gently Sans abs.

They were so defined.

Through the dimmed red light, the atmosphere were so much more electrifying. Wooyoung got a tingling sensation in his stomach. Nervously he tried to focus on San, without any ulterior motives.

»Wooyoungie, when you were gone after the fan meeting, I just could think about you. Doesn't matter what I've done. Just you were in my thoughts. I often had such an overwhelmed day, that I thought I didn't get any oxygen. But when I thought about you, everything was fine. You were my little light in my stressed life«, San explained and sat with legs apart on Wooyoungs lap.

»Really? That sounds like you're my fan«, the younger smiled ashamed and tried to hide his nervousness.

»Hm, I guess in this short time, I have become your biggest fan. I love everything about you. Your eyes up to your mole on your lip«, San nudged his lips and with red cheeks Wooyoung looked to San.

»Thanks. No one ever said that to me«, Wooyoung murmured.

»And I will always say this to you. I'll never let you go«, San whispered and kissed Wooyoungs soft lips. His hands were caressing Wooyoungs hips under his hhirt. Right after that San slided his tongue in Wooyoungs mouth and felt how Wooyoung pulled San closer him. Moaned softly in the kiss.

»Wooyoung~«

San pushed Wooyoung away, so the younger lay down with his back on the couch and could look directly in Sans beautiful face.

»Yes San?«

San smiled happily at Wooyoung and bend down to the oreo haired boy. He kissed Wooyoungs neck and bit softly in it. Wooyoung moaned louder and licked his lips in excitement.

» I'll let you feel my love for you now~«

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Hope you liked it! It's my first translation of one of my stories. I wasn't sure if somebody would read this in English so.... Yeah... 🤣🤭