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wooyoung san

when it was finally time for them to file back to their rooms for the night, it was safe to say san was not ready.

no - to be exact, he was the furthest he could be from being ready to face hyungwon, unable to interact with the boy who'd put him through torture or go through the embarrassment of seeing him again.

truthfully he was ashamed of himself, and hated feeling so utterly powerless against the pink haired male, his limbs reduced to jelly as if he was again intoxicated to vulnerability with no one there to save him.

fortunately for him, this time there was someone with him. san wasn't alone.

and he knew fully well the lengths wooyoung would go to ensure his security and remove hyungwon by any means necessary.

part of him burst with pride, overflowing with contentment and bubbling self worth, but another part of him wished wooyoung wasn't so protective. he didn't want to see the boy hurt on his behalf ever again.

and so upon arriving at his allocated room, san remained clutching his boyfriend's arm, prepared to pull him back if he got too provoked.

hyungwon, ever the creator of an intensely wary atmosphere, was already there, lounging comfortably against the white door frame and blocking the entryway while casually swinging the room key around his slender finger.

he felt wooyoung take a deep breath next to him, tilting his head slightly and obtaining a no nonsense stone faced demeanour.

a silent face off seemed to ignite, the older not even bothering to look up at the two while wooyoung simply stared him down, eyes hard and holding no emotion, empty and cold.

wanting nothing more than for this to be over, san couldn't take the brittle silence any longer.

"it's pretty obvious what's going on here," he began hastily, snapping both boys out of their trance and earning a startled look of concern from the male next to him.

"i," he emphasized, pointing to himself and urging every inch of whatever pride he withheld not to fucking stutter. "don't want to be in a room with you."

hyungwon rolled his eyes, standing straighter but looking at san like 'and? what are you going to do about it?'.

"in fact, i shouldn't have to even see you. so if you don't want this to get messy, i suggest you move your lanky ass somewhere else." he declared, not daring to break eye contact.

"make me." hyungwon laughed, swinging the key once more around a lazy finger. "all i want to do is finish what we started, babe. and i know you do to. i can see it. you're so fucking desperate, it's kind of... sad. but exciting."

"that's enough." wooyoung spat, shaking san off of his arm, grabbing hyungwon roughly by the collar and pressing him into the wall.

the older gasped for breath, taken aback and winded by the unexpected attack, grabbing feebly at wooyoung's unbudging hands.

"you're going to shut up." he said, freakishly calm and monotone. "and you're going to leave my boyfriend alone."

before hyungwon could answer (although in between being choked by wooyoung he probably couldn't anyway), another boy showed up who san didn't recognize, short with defined features and black hair swept over his forehead.

"is now not a good time?" the boy ventured, surveying the scene he walked in on. "i'm seo changbin. this is supposed to be my room..?"

san threw him an apologetic smile, unable to intervene while the purple haired male did not take his eyes off of the older in front of him.

"not anymore. changbin, you can take my room. room 4." wooyoung demanded, gesturing down the passage with a dismissive twitch of his neck. "no questions."

"okaaay," the newcomer, 'changbin', replied hesitantly, clearly awkward as he stepped in the given direction. "the room with shin hoseok and lee felix? sweet."

changbin added to himself, walking speedily away from the scene.

"well where am i gonna go if you don't want me here, then?" hyungwon choked out, panic flashing across his bluish face.

"i'm sure you'll figure it out." wooyoung snarked, releasing his grip only so he didn't kill the boy on the spot.

hyungwon gasped air back into his screaming lungs, backing away from the door fearfully.

"i really could not give a fuck, hyungwon. sleep on the beach for all i care. just don't make me repeat myself." wooyoung went on, his voice maintaining that terrible icy smoothness.

"you're insane, dude." hyungwon shook his head, letting loose a nervous laugh and beginning to turn away.

"no. but it makes me sick knowing i was friends with you." the shorter of the pair added with a hint of disappointment. wooyoung stepped slowly towards the other, smiling slightly as he asked, "remember what i told you that night of the party?"

hyungwon nodded his head fearfully, continuing to back away while wooyoung stepped forward again. "let me say it again."

still speechless, san watched as wooyoung lent right in close to the stricken male as if to kiss him, grabbing hold of his jacket and pulling him towards himself so that he could hiss softly into his ear: "i'll kill you."

releasing him with a push, wooyoung finished his little performance, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue in annoyance, watching as the heavily intimidated older retreated away.

"i think he got the message." san managed in a hushed voice, bewildered in the best kind of way by this commando wooyoung.

"he better have." wooyoung answered gruffly, placing his hands on san's waist and resting his forehead in the crook of his neck.

the raven haired male's eyes shaped crescents as he snaked his arms around the other's neck.

"probably won't be bothering me again." san whispered, already melting in the shorter boy's touch.

"if he does-" wooyoung began angrily, withdrawing his face to lock eyes with the other seriously, but san cut him off with a gentle finger pressed to his lips.

"i know, i know. you'll kill him." he finished off his sentence with a soft smile, leaning down to pick up the key hyungwon discarded amid being threatened and choked.

he unlocked the room gratefully, before slipping the key back into the hole firmly after wooyoung entered behind him, locking it behind them.

taking in the room, it was quickly noticed that in one corner of the smallish space lay a single bed, and in the middle lay a double bed, white sheets and duvet neatly ironed and pressed out, carefully placed pillows positioned identically atop the spotless material.

the two boys shared a quick glance, neither having a doubt in his mind about what was going to inevitably happen next.

not needing to discuss who was going to sleep where, they thoughtlessly dropped their bags on the grey carpet and one sneaked another smirk at the other, who blushed softly in return.

wooyoung immediately took hold of san's hips, taking him toward the double bed they eyed out before pushing him into it somewhat gently, but roughly enough so the air was momentarily knocked from his chest.

laying on his back, the other climbed onto the bed over him, pressing him deeper into the mattress as he brought his lips down to the top of his jaw next to his ear.

"can 'later' be now?" he asked lowly, the effect of his voice sweeping a buzzing awakening through san's body and electrifying down his spine.

"i'm all yours." san replied simply, locking his hands around wooyoung's neck securely and raising his head so that their lips brushed only teasingly.

"that's all i needed to hear."

the latter smirked, placing one hand on san's waist underneath his loose t-shirt, warm fingers gripping his cold skin firmly.

san pulled him down impatiently, pressing their lips together in a proper kiss, his finger working their way into wooyoung's hair.

he tilted his head to deepen the connection, moving his mouth with the other's perfectly in sync, loving the way wooyoung stroked his bare skin so gingerly as if he were made of glass.

kissing him more slowly with unmatched passion, san tugged gently on the other's locks, seeking entrance which was granted to him by the soft sound wooyoung let loose.

swiping his tongue rhythmically around the boy's cavern, san then was met with the other's tongue, pressing roughly into his own mouth to gain control of the kiss.

submitting easily, san allowed the other to invade him, rolling his hips against the other's eagerly.

without breaking the kiss, wooyoung grabbed hold of his shirt, quickly discarding the useless material and sliding his hands up san's smooth tanned skin.

needing a breath, san disconnected their lips, tipping his head backwards into the sheets as wooyoung's hands roamed his bare upper body.

he felt the other kiss the corner of his mouth, then his ear, moving down to his chin before kissing firmly down his neck and swirling his tongue around his adam's apple.

san whimpered at the sensation, winding his arms around wooyoung's back and digging his nails into his back unwillingly.

the purple haired male exhilarated at the touch, kneeling on the bed and bringing the other boy with him, cupping his face to kiss him deeply.

san helped the other to rid himself of his shirt, their bare torsos now pressed messily together as their lips continued to move with each other.

he pressed wooyoung back into the pillows, moving black hair from his face before leaning down to place an array of marks on the shorter's perfect honey skin, decorating his smooth collarbones and eliciting sounds of satisfactory pleasure.

while kissing down the younger's chest, san felt wooyoung's hands brush the hem of his jeans, pushing them down slightly so his thumbs could caress his prominent hip bones.

he looked up at the other boy with big, trusting eyes, hiding the lurking hesitancy beneath his skin.

"are you okay to..?" wooyoung dared ask, his voice soft and full of genuine care.

san nodded vigorously, unable to form words as he moved to unzip the other's jeans, but wooyoung caught his wrist, meeting his eyes patiently.

"you don't have to do anything you're not ready for." he told him gently, reaching up to brush a thumb across his cheek.

"i'm scared you won't be as into the sober me." san whispered truthfully.

"little choi." wooyoung murmured, laying a feather kiss on his fluttering eyelid. "sober you is my favourite you. and the only one i'll make love to."

san felt his cheeks heat up, and he turned his head away for a moment, before climbing onto the boy so he straddled his hips, placing his hands on his bare shoulders.

"it's embarrassing," he whispered in reply. "but i also don't know whether or not i'm a virgin."

wooyoung's face fell momentarily, but he regained his composure and leaned upwards to kiss san briefly.

"i'll be gentle."

san believed him. he trusted him.

because it was wooyoung. and by the tenderness in his eyes, san knew that he was more than a quick fuck or a passing phase.

and it was sort of beautiful, as two boys made love, seeing nothing but one another, the sounds of the waves playing in the background as moonlight lit up their skin in the dark of a temporary room, because it seemed all the stars in the sky gathered above them to watch.

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i feel like it's betrayal to write actual smut in a book titled "soft"

and i'm not confident enough to continue smut from there so... let's collectively forget the mess that was chapter 16

hope this is okay <3<3 holidays are approaching so fully expect me to 180° you and start updating super frequently

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