San awoke slowly to muffled voices in the kitchen. He shifted in bed, giving a low groan before covering himself with blanket again. It felt to early to be getting up, but then heard the voices rise a bit. He swore he recognized one, and realized the other was Wooyoungs. He then jolted whenever he heard glass shatter, and sat straight up in bed.

He then quickly jumped out of bed and scurried into the kitchen, and what he saw wasn't what he expected.

"It's burning! Wooyoung it's burning!" A black haired male, who was his brother, was holding a pan that had the tiniest fire in it. On the other hand, he saw his distressed boyfriend scurrying around the kitchen.

"Watch the glass you idiot!" Wooyoung yelled as Yunho got scared of the baby fire and scurried away from the pan he just left to burn on the stove.

San almost laughed when he saw there was flour all over their faces, and also how they had aprons on.

"San!" San groaned when he finally got caught watching them, and Yunho gave him a look of panic.

"Come help us or your house is gonna burn down!" He yelled dramatically.

"Ok ok! Stop being a baby!" San yelled as he walked into the kitchen, he then looked in the cupboard calmly as he put the lid on the pan. The fire almost went out immediately from low oxygen, and was gone. He heard a breath of relief behind him.

"So," he started as he turned around and leaned onto the stove. "Whose idea was it to cook?" San asked unamused.

"Wooyoung's."
"Yunho's"

They both spoke at the same time, as if 5 year olds, and San gave a eyebrow lift.

"Yunho, shower." San stated and Yunho basically flew into the bathroom.

San then looked over to a puppy looking Wooyoung.

"You big baby, come here." San said as he gestured his pointer finger to signal as he curled it repeatedly.

Wooyoung walked over to San as he gave a huff, and San gave a smile at how childish his boyfriend was being.

"You haven't even been here for 2 days and your already trying to burn my house down." San spoke in a sarcastic voice, but was stating facts.

"It wasn't my fault your brother wanted breakfast." Wooyoung mumbled, San gave a light laugh at this.

"Wooyoung, your a grown man, take responsibility. Stop being so childish." San said.

"Ok ok it was partially my idea, happy?" Wooyoung pouted, and San grabbed his flour covered face as he squished it.

"Yes." He said with a teasing smile. "Now help me clean up flour man." He joked, and Wooyoung scoffed at the nickname.

San laughed and before he could walk away he was grabbed by the waist as Wooyoung started tickling him, spread his flour on him.

"Your not getting away with that nickname!" Wooyoung yelled and San only laugh out loud as his face, hair and clothes were covered in flour.

"Wooyoung- stop!" San felt like he couldn't breath as he laughed so hard, and Wooyoung finally stopped tickling him. He didn't let go of his waist though as they catcher their breaths.

Wooyoung then gave a breath as he slowly let go of San, but the other had other ideas.

"You think this is over?" San yelled as he jumped onto Wooyoung, which sent them stumbling to the ground.

"San don't hurt me!" Wooyoung yelled in a 'scared' voice.

"You started it!" San offended as he panted with a smile.

"Well, I guess we can both be flour men then. Even?"

"Even. You nimrod." San laughed as he flicked the other in the forehead.

"Ow!" He yelped, but couldn't help but smile as he watched the other happily laugh. He then gave up and settled his hands on either side of San's waist.

"I missed that laugh." Wooyoung whispered as he stared deeply at the other.

"I missed yours." San whispered back as they stared into each other's eyes.

A cough interrupted them.

They both looked to see a wet haired, dressed Yunho.

"Am I interrupting something?" Yunho sarcastically said with a smile.

"Yes, you are." Wooyoung said.

"Ok. Well, I gotta head out now, I gotta date." Yunho said excited.

"Lemme guess, another CEO?" San said.

"Who else doll?" Yunho sassily said as he walked towards the door.

"Bye bitches!" Yunho inserted before he walked out the door.

"What a mess." San mumbled, and then he looked down to see Wooyoung smirking.

"What?" San asked confused.

"Well, ya know, if we shower together then we can save water." Wooyoung said cheekily.

"Ew how cheesy." San said disgusted as he got up, and helped the other up as well.

"Aw come on San~ just one shower." Wooyoung whispered in a husky voice and San almost lost his train of thought.

"Fine." San said as he slumped.

It was so uncomfortable for San, standing in front of Wooyoung. Precisely, naked. He hasn't done this since high school whenever Wooyoung decided he wanted sex in the shower for some reason, and San complied. They were 'friends with benefits' after all. Made him think about all the times he lended over his body to the other, even if he didn't want it, he did it for Wooyoungs pleasure. He did get pleasure out of it, but he still wonders if Wooyoung enjoyed it.

On the other hand, Wooyoung just tried to keep his eyes up. He couldn't help it, there was a fine looking ass right in front of him, how could he not look? Especially since he's claimed it to many times to count, it was practically his right?

He let his hand rest on the others naked waist, licking his lips as he scanned the other. He couldn't help but get turned on, thinking about wrecking the other right here and now.

He leaned closer to the others body, his member brushing against the others lower back. His broad chest collided with the others soft shoulders, and his hands started caressing the others waist.

"Wooyoung.." The other whispered in a low almost scratchy tone, and it sent Wooyoung off. Wooyoungs hands traveled up front to the others chest, and he started playing with the others buds. Soft moans came out of the others mouth as his back was arched beautifully, he laid his head back onto the others shoulder as a hand traveled down. San now felt rough kisses on his neck, and panted moans progressed. A hand grasped the smallers member and his feet became cold as his body pushed into Wooyoungs.

San felt the others hard member touch his lower back and he gave a low moan as he pressed himself against it. He heard a growled moan from the other as he now felt his neck becoming sore from the sucked skin that would soon turn into dark shaded red hickeys.

A hand pumped his member in a fast pace and his moans seem to not keep up, he felt his body shake from his climax building up. He felt so close, and the heat in the shower felt so humid that sweat started to form on both the males skin, water washing it away. Their skins glowed with washed oils and sweat, and moans filled the foggy bathroom from the pleasured one.

San came with a high pitched moan as he came in the others hand. He panted, feeling his climax take a toil on his body. He was then swiftly turned around as he was pushed into the wall, and received a rough kiss to the lips. A tongue entered his mouth and he gripped to the other shoulders as hands found themselves touching his body. He gave a moan that Wooyoung immediately responded to by gripping the others ass, the kiss was then broke as Wooyoung kissed roughly down the others neck to his shoulder.

He kissed down the others body, stopping as he nipped the others stomach skin. San watched him with half open eyelids as he felt a hand travel under his right thigh, and host it up on his forearm as the other kissed back up. San held the other, knowing what would come next as he felt finger tips slide down his lower ass, and press into his entrance slowly. He winced the slightest as all they had to lube was water, and closed his eyes as he left his mouth slightly open. He let out soft moans as he felt the fingers open him, and gripped the others shoulders in pain.

"San, look at me." Wooyoungs deep voice rang San's ears as he half opened his eyes to meet the others. The fingers almost seem to get deeper and he gave a moan as he dug his nails into the others shoulders. He didn't look away from Wooyoung as he felt the fingers slip out, and the other hosted him up with his arms.  He then felt something much larger than fingers touch his entrance, and almost gave a cry as the other pushed in. He leaned his head back as he gave a loud suppressed moan that echoed through the bathroom.

He felt tears prick his eyes as it kept pushing in, he almost cried it would stop from the pain. The other finally was all the way in, and San never felt so stretched before, so full.

"Jeez your so tight baby." He heard and held the other as all he felt pain.

"M-move." San choked out, knowing Wooyoung was waiting for a signal.

It didn't take long for Wooyoung to pull out and slam back in the other, which sent moans that filled the whole house. San yelled here and there when he felt Wooyoung thrust deeper than usual, and gave cries as he moaned submissively in the others arms. The thrust were deep, and rough as you could heard skin slap with every thrust. He tugged at the others hair in desperation as he felt pain and pleasure take over him. He needed more.

"F-faster-" he cried out, and he heard Wooyoung growl as he thrusted harshly.

San screamed a moan as he felt his insides being abused by the other, and finally came close to his climax.

"C-close!" He yelled out as he held the other close, and the thrust became faster.

They both came together as Wooyoung filled San with his cum, and San moaned as he felt it. He swore he saw stars for a split second, and then felt like he was on a high as he panted unsteadily. Wooyoung pulled out as San held onto him for support, his body felt frail and sensitive to the touch. Wooyoung held him close, and San was taken back by this.

He thought about all those times when Wooyoung would immediately leave after they had sex, and wouldn't come back until mid afternoon the next day. He remembers when he was left in the shower, and sat in the bathtub as he cried. He felt like crying now as he hugged Wooyoung, feeling as though this would be the last time he saw him until tomorrow for some reason.

He felt like crying because he now knew Wooyoung wasn't the same. Wooyoung talked to him, he comforted him, he held him, he laughed with him, he treated him as if he was actually there now. It felt bright again, as if a dream that he's being dreaming came true. As if the gods above heard his cries of pain and desperation for the last years, and granted his wishes. He felt free.

He felt tears run down his cheeks onto the others shoulders, being washed away by the water the shower was pouring out.

They embraced for awhile, and San didn't know why. It felt like Wooyoung was thinking of something, deep and hard about a topic. He wanted to ask, but he felt as though he should be quiet and let the other keep embracing him. The water turned cold by now, and Wooyoung finally turned it off as reached behind San. He then pulled away almost hesitantly from the other, cupping San's cheeks to gently for the others liking.

Wooyoung stayed at the other, the half open eyes that were tired, the plump bruised lips, the water dripping from the hair left him almost shivering. He then pulled himself out of the fantasy when he realized San was actually shivering.

He then opened the shower and grabbed towels for them as San took one and wrapped it around himself. Wooyoung did the same and held San closely by the waist as they walked back to the room. San then grabbed clothes to change into, and changed on the spot, almost anxiously. Wooyoung did the same, and then grabbed the blow dryer for their hair.

He did San's hair as he brushed it out and dried it, he then did his hair. He heard the bed being lied on and looked over to see a sleepy San cuddling a shiber, eyes closing oh so slowly.

Wooyoung only gave a soft smile as he finished and quickly turned off the lights as he carefully got into bed as well, taking notice of the already sleeping San. He embraced his arms around him and pulled him close. His breath could be felt on San's nape, and he nuzzled his nose the slightest as he closed his eyes.

Joining San in dream land, he thought of past memories, happy ones. The ones where you would smile at without even knowing, a cherished moment that you could never forget. It was always replaying in your mind every time you think, and you couldn't seem to get it out, or maybe you didn't want to.

This memory was special to Wooyoung, because it was the first time they kissed, but the last time they told truths.

"Wooyoung! Come on! We're gonna miss the fireworks!" A brown headed boy yelled at a boy he was dragging up a large hill.

"San calm down! We won't miss it!" The other laughed as he saw the worried look on the others face.

"We're here!" The other said with a happy smile, almost jumping up and down in excitement when he realized they were at the top.

Just in time as well.

"Wooyoung look!" San said excitedly as he saw a single firework shoot up into the sky, and burst into a million colors as it made a loud 'boom.' San smiled so big that his dimples showed and his eyes almost disappeared.

Wooyoung stared at the other, completely immersed by the others beauty. He then thought to himself, 'how could I deserve someone so beautiful, loving, bright and funny?' He gave a large smile as he never knew the answer, all he knew is that he wanted to spend the rest of his meaningless life with this boy.

He pulled the other by the waist close to him, into a hug almost, and the other looked at him with a smile that melted his heart almost instantly.

"Happy New Years love." Wooyoung whispered.

"Happy New Years." San whispered.

In the midst of loving staring, they both leaned in slowly, and their young lips collided with one another. Sealing a promise that no matter what, they would always be together. No matter when, they would always be there for one another. No matter the consequences, they would never be scared. For they were young, wild, careless and free from the world. Forgetting about lives choices and paths for their future to pave way.

The youth love that they shared was beautiful, almost a bloom into a new life. It was going to be rough, scary, and one might lose balance, but there shall always be another to come help and pick up the fallen love.

For two is better than one, if one may fall, the other shall help.

If that one may fall, then the other shall help.

If they both fall, they fall together.

Never alone.