Wooyoung | San

Yeosang was driving me to school yet again, I waved to the boy who sat in his car comfortably, smiling.

It was now finally Monday.

"Hey woo" he smiled as I opened the passenger door, I giggled and greeted him too, "let's goooooooo"

Me and yeosang walked into school together talking about some random stuff, I was the closest to him out of everyone.

I know I haven't known him for that long but I'm tempted to tell him how I feel about boys, well I'm not sure how I feel about them but I need to get it off of my chest.

"Hey what're you thinking about woo?" He asked, nudging my shoulder as we walked. I shook my head, "nothing I'm good" I smiled, he only nodded and continued talking about different stuff.

We stopped at our lockers and grabbed our stuff, laughing at each other's horrible jokes, that was until we got interrupted by a certain someone.

"Wooyoung"

I knew exactly who it was and turned around, "yes?" I sighed, "come with me for a minute" San spoke with crossed arms. I nodded and bid yeosang goodbye, following San to wherever.

We stopped at a secluded wall, "what's wrong San?" I asked, did I do something?

"I just needed you here, alone."

"and why?"

He sighed and looked into my eyes, he looks....nervous

He stared at my face for a moment, an unreadable expression present on his face. He looks uncomfortable, angry, and sad all at the same time.

Next thing I know his lips are on mine, I kissed back immediately but I was still confused. I pulled away breathing hard, "San what is wrong?" I asked again, is he alright?

"you and yeosang, and I-"

"What"

"Well..."

I raised my eyebrows, urging him to continue. He sighed and pulled away, "nothing" he said, putting his hands up in defeat.

That's when I caught something, "San give me your hand" I spoke, reaching out to him. "Why?"

"Just come here"

He sighed and put both of his hands on mine, where his palms were facing me.

"San-"

"What?"

He looked down at his palms, "just how hard were you clenching your fist?"

I was baffled, there were nail marks so deep that it was bleeding.

"Well yeosang and you-"

"Yeosang and me what?"

".....look a bit close"

I knitted my eyebrows in confusion, "that's because we are" I scoffed, he groaned and grabbed my face again, this time with more force.

"You belong to me, we have a game we're playing so that means you're not allowed to play around with anyone but me. Don't test me jung."

I stood frozen as he walked away angry, what?

(A/n: I have a habit of writing San like he's a possessive person but usually when I write, I just take situations that have happened with woosan and give them a bit more drama and spice. If you look really hard you'll notice.)

Gosh I'm late to class.

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It was now lunch time, my friends were laughing hard at the lunches horrible food. "MINE LOOKS LIKE A TURD" Yunho practically screamed.

Everyone laughed at yunhos sudden outburst, "anyway, wooyoung what did San want to talk about?" Yeosang asked.

That one name made the whole tables attention go on me. "Just family stuff..." I lied, they all hummed and went back to o being crazy hooligans.

"So wait are you and San friends or relatives?" Yunho interrupted. "We aren't friends....or relatives, our families are friends is all" I sighed. I'm actually not sure what we are but it's anything but dating.

"You guys seem close though, I always see you guys talking in corners and stuff" jongho laughed.

"Yeah it looks like you guys are secret lovers" hongjoong giggled, everyone laughed hard.

I froze, would they care?

"pfffft no way, I'm straight and so is he" I giggled, it was forced.

They laughed harder, "we know we know, yeosang and hongjoong here aren't though" yunho said, giving the both of them smiles.

"You say that as if you're not the gayest here" yeosang scoffed.

"Quiet we don't want people to hear" jongho whispered everyone nodded while I sat there stunned.

They're......gay?

This means they wouldn't be homophobic at all, in fact......they can't be.

"You're not.....homophobic are you?" Yunho said, examining my face for any type of discomfort. "No no I'm just surprised" I laughed genuinely, the whole table sighed in relief and went back to eating.

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It was now the last class of the day, I had barely talked to San at all, only that weird encounter.

Me and my friends conversed as we walked out of class together, that was the only class all of us had with one another.

"Wooyoung we're all hanging at yunhos place, wanna come?" Yeosang asked as we all continued walking. I nodded, "sure"

"Perfect I'll pick you up" yeosang smiled.

We linked arms and walked out of school, "want me to drive you home?"

"Sure-"

"No need" a voice spoke

We both turned around to San standing with s crossed arms, just like this morning. "I want to go home with yeosang-"

"Too bad"

I sighed and turned to give yeosang a hug, "Wooyoung. Now."

Yeosang just nodded for me to leave, waving me goodbye. I mouthed a small 'sorry' before following San to his car.

"Why did you do that?"

"I want to take you home"

"Well I wanted to ride with yeosang"

"well you're riding with me"

I groaned and sat back in the passenger seat, "put on your seatbelt"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"If you don't put on your seatbelt right now, expect something horrible from me"

I cringed  at the warning, "gosh fine" I groaned before putting it on, he gave me a small smile and started driving.

"I don't like yeosang"

"And I don't care" I scoffed

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A/n: hello hellooooo, this is kind of a filler chapter but it's still fine. I hope you guys have eaten!!! Love you

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