san wooyoung

wooyoung walked casually into the breakfast area about an hour after he and san had woken up together and shared their first 'morning after'.

there was a smile glued to his face that almost appeared psychotic; he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth stretching if he wanted to.

he felt so unstoppable, emotionally invigorated like there really was nothing in the world at this point that could tear he and san apart.

and while this whimsical content shon true, sparkling obviously in his eyes as a reflection of the bursting joy turning him into some kind of hopeless romantic - wooyoung almost managed to forget jeongin's warning threat.

almost.

"woah, someone got laid last night." the first words that greeted him from an eyebrow wiggling mingi.

"is it that obvious?" wooyoung grinned, sitting down with a dreamy look on his face.

"dude, you're literally glowing." the other shook his head, waving a fork to try and get his attention.

"anyway, i don't think you're the only one..."

wooyoung quirked an eyebrow in interest, propping his chin on his hands expectantly.

before the taller boy could answer, a subtly smirking hyunjin entered, throwing his arms around both of them with a heavy sigh.

"morning, boys."

the seated two exchanged a suggestive look, mingi covering his mouth to hide a smug laugh.

"did you also..?" wooyoung questioned skeptically, making a vague gesture with his hands to describe what he was implying after hyunjin remained clueless.

"what?? no." he laughed lightly, patting him on the shoulder before withdrawing his arms and taking a seat. "no."

"we didn't go that far." hyunjin shook his head, giving another short laugh as if the idea was unimaginable. "what do you guys think of me? i only just confessed to the poor guy."

"we? as in..?" wooyoung pushed, gesturing for his friend to elaborate.

"jeongin." hyunjin confessed, blushing profusely.

mingi made a sound in between a squeal and a flat out scream, loudly expressing his feelings with a wide grin and grasping the confessor's arms in congratulation.

on the other hand, wooyoung's smile faltered, and he failed to fake even a little one, quieting immediately.

the other two boys didn't notice his clenched silence, hyunjin too absorbed in trying to hide his red embarrassment while mingi shook him and poked at his cheeks.

thankfully, as the two calmed down he was saved from feigning a reaction by the brooding entrance of seonghwa, who sat down silently with a pissed expression on his face.

"someone didn't get laid." mingi mumbled jokingly, but immediately shut up at the dark glare that was shot his way in return.

"just shut up." the notorious 'heartbreaker' replied through gritted teeth, clearly unwilling to speak his mind.

"anyway," hyunjin quickly changed the subject, "where're the others?"

wooyoung pulled out his phone, wondering the same thing.

san should've been here by now, as the raven haired boy had agreed to meet him sooner than this after chasing him out adorably so he could shower (unfortunately rejecting wooyoung's persistent offer to join him. (kind of).

you
where are you :( x
✔️ received, 9:57am

he texted his boyfriend briefly, keeping his eyes on the screen as he waited for a reply.

as soon as wooyoung heard the notification, shortly afterwards, he opened the message hastily, aware of the expectant eyes of the other boys on him.

littlechoi⛰❤️
talking to yeosang.
seonghwa fucked up.
not sure if he wants to be around the guys right now...
✔️ sent, 10:00am

wooyoung's eyes skimmed over the separately sent messages eagerly, mood falling as he finished them.

disappointed, but not surprised, he turned off his phone and gave seonghwa a calculating look.

"what'd he say?" hyunjin questioned inquisitively, looking cluelessly between the two.

"seonghwa-" wooyoung began, but the boy in question screeched his chair back loudly, getting up before he could finish.

"i can't do this." he muttered, interrupting him before stalking off with his mouth in a tight line.

you
well, seonghwa just left, so yeosang's safe
✔️ received, 10:05am

wooyoung texted back, blowing air out of his mouth and quirking his eyebrows. none of them had any idea what was going on, and would be lying if they said they weren't curious.

you
cm're, I miss you <3
✔️ read, 10:06am

"they should be coming soon." he announced, breaking the confused silence that had settled over the previously light atmosphere.

he undoubtedly believed san would oblige to his request, and foolishly hanging onto this would surely backfire on him in the future.

but sure enough, it wasn't long before a somber san and emotionless yeosang appeared, spotting their table and walking over.

upon arrival, san came behind wooyoung's chair and snaked both his arms around the sitting boy's neck, tiredly slotting his chin onto wooyoung's waiting shoulder.

yeosang stood by awkwardly, not that close with any of the boys there besides san.

but his discomfort was short-lived,  yunho and felix coming to stand either side of him and speaking to him in hushed tones.

"okay, i'll bite. what happened?" mingi quizzed, directing the question at wooyoung and san as they would be more likely to answer him.

san shook his head in slight annoyance, drawing restless circles on wooyoung's chest with his finger.

"your friend's a dick." he mumbled cryptically, eyes cast downward.

"i know." mingi didn't miss a beat, not seeming surprised. "wait, which one? they all are."

hyunjin shot him a mildly offended look, but mingi simply shrugged unapologetically.

san raised his eyes to meet mingi's unwillingly, not moving his head from the comfort of wooyoung's shoulder.

"seonghwa." before continuing, san's gaze slid hesitantly to yeosang, silently asking permission.

the boy shrugged stiffly, face unchanging. "go ahead. i've reached the maximum level of humiliation humanly possible."

wooyoung felt san wince sympathetically, the taller's hands tightening on his chest.

"are you sure-" san bit his lip guiltily, and wooyoung reached up to stroke his knuckle gently, knowing how much the boy must hate the situation.

"i'll tell them if you don't want to." yeosang cut him off, his eyes skimming the table briefly being the only change in his expression.

"seonghwa and i made out on the bus. he wanted a piece of all the gay action." he deadpanned, crossing his arms mid sentence. "then last night he wanted more. not that i minded, but i forgot to mention i was into guys. apparently a problem for him, and he decided he actually wasn't missing out on anything. just messed with me since i kind of liked him the whole time."

before yeosang even completed his story, wooyoung cringed inwardly, embarrassed on behalf of the idiotic ignorant recounted actions of his longtime friend.

felix put an arm around the cold pretty boy, face overcast with anger at the one who hurt his friend.

no one was smiling anymore, but the thing that made them the most uncomfortable and unsure of what to say was how nonchalant yeosang was being.

wooyoung figured the boy was one to let out his emotions individually and only by himself, determined to wear a steel mask and not betray any emotion to anyone but those he trusted fully with every fibre of his being.

san was bound to be one of those people, if not the only one, hence the boy's downcast mood and heavy weight on his heart due to the sharing of his best friend's pain.

"sorry man." mingi replied softly, unsure of what to say to someone he was only slightly aquatinted with. "i'm not always proud to be his friend, that's for sure."

yeosang only shrugged again, but yunho's look was full of gratitude towards the boy.

disliking san's retreated mood, wooyoung resorted to the only thing he could think of to lift his spirits despite not being a fan of that matter.

"so, hyunjin." he allowed a tight smile to befall his vacant appearance. "have something to tell san about a certain high school senior?"

san's head immediately shot up from its abode, leaning forward to their common close friend and clasping his hands excitedly.

"wait. seriously?" he asked frantically, a smirk creeping onto his features.

"well..." hyunjin trailed off, blushing again.

"oh my god." san clapped eagerly. withdrawing his arms, too.

"where is jeongin, anyway?" he asked, sparkling eyes jerked around feverishly. "i'm going to go find him!"

san ran off, unable to stop himself from placing a friendly kiss on hyunjin's cheek on his way out before stumbling over his on feet in his hurry.

wooyoung laughed softly, returning his eyes to his phone and smiling gently.

no longer feeling in place, san's three friends were next to leave, undoubtedly avoiding seonghwa.

mingi was next to excuse himself, stating that he felt it was his place to have a one on one with their friend and maybe get some common sense into him.

by common sense, he didn't mean make him say he was gay, because not every straight college guy can be turned gay by the simple affections of another guy, and they all understood that was just how life worked sometimes.

some things just didn't work out.

wooyoung thought he was lucky like that, being able to accept his sexuality and be accepted based on the presence of someone really special who could change almost everything about him in the best kind of way.

he was about to put his phone down, throat dry in need of a drink and stomach empty and requesting breakfast, but something appeared at the top of his screen that was change his mind.

it was a text message.

yang jeongin +094***
I'm sorry, I couldn't do anything.
✔️sent, 10:20am

yang jeongin +094**
It's too late.
✔️sent, 20:21am

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dun dun duNnnN

I wrote this on the plane to USA so sorry if there's mistakes it's unedited

nct 127 really turned my favourite song from an inspiring heart lifting bop to a sexual hoe anthem huh

I'm not mad though

xxx