Wooyoung and san looked at each other sadly, "just because we're leaving soon doesn't mean we can't still see each other" san whispered, holding the smaller's face in his hands. "doesn't it?" wooyoung spoke quietly, voice cracking at the end.

In a way—it did. Teachers would be watching them 24/7, san had to go straight go home everyday, sneaking out of class would be difficult when the teachers don't leave you alone. The only thing they could do is late night meet ups, which they hated the idea of.

"no, we could just ask the hongjoong or yunho....maybe yeosang if we could hang there or something" san said with a smile, trying his best to comfort the boy in front of him.

"yeah but san, your dad makes you go straight home. How's that going to work?" the younger sighed, his eyes sparkled with tears. "wooyoung, baby. We'll figure this out. It can't be that hard"

Wooyoung sniffled, he wrapped his arms around sans neck—embracing him in a tight hug. The smaller went on his tippy toes, then back down—making san raise his eyebrows.

"what?"

"up"

San chuckled before tapping the back of wooyoungs thighs, "alright, jump"

Wooyoung had his legs around sans waist like a koala, he smiled sadly down at the boy. "you're so handsome, choi san"

"and you're so beautiful, choi wooyoung"

Wooyoung giggled, "you're not funny"

"i'm so funny" san replied, a smug look on his face. "what if i actually want to be choi wooyoung? what then?" the boy asked, some seriousness laced in his tone.

San was silent for a moment.

"no"

"no?"

Wooyoung stared with knitted eyebrows, a bit hurt at his boyfriends rejection.

"i like your last name, i wouldn't want to change it to mine when we get married"

The fact that san used when and not if made wooyoungs heart do backflips, although the thought of them getting married seemed impossible.

"san, don't scare me like that"

San only smiled, he nuzzled his nose into wooyoungs neck, giggling as he squirmed around. "stop smelling my neck like a weirdo it tickles"

San went even farther by giving it a small bite, making wooyoung squeal in surprise. "uh-uh, that's it—put me down"

"no~"

"yes"

"why~" san whined, giving wooyoung his best pout.

"you're annoying"

San rolled his eyes before setting wooyoung down, "and you're beautiful, mr.choi" san spoke.

"quit"

"no can do"

Yunho and yeosang giggled as they listened outside of the bathroom door. They went from tears to enjoying the couples meaningless banter. "should we pack with hongjoong?" yunho asked, getting bored of wooyoung and san going back and forth.

"probably"

They walked back to where the beds were, giving hongjoong an apologetic smile as he glared at them. "you guys said you'd help me pack if i packed your stuff"

Yeosang laughed nervously, "yeahhhh....haha"

Yunhos eyes shifted to their beds, hongjoong had indeed packed their stuff—even wooyoung and sans. "either you pay me, i get to hit you"

"i have no money on me" yunho whined.

"looks like we're going with the second option"

Yunho screeched and ran into the kitchen, leaving a very scared yeosang—and an angry hongjoong.

San and wooyoung walked back into the room, eyebrows raised. "what's up with him?" wooyoung whispered to yeosang, pointing at hongjoong.

"well....we kind of tricked him into packing everyone's stuff"

"good job" san spoke, giving yeosang a pat on the back. yeosang almost cringed at his touch, not because he hated it—just because it was different. Who would've known that the schools "rich hot christian boy" would be gay, and dating your best friend.

San gave yeosang a smile, he decided he'd better be warmer towards him, since he's dating his best friend after all. Yeosang widened his eyes a little bit at the smile then looked down quickly, san could make anyone nervous, even if they didn't have a crush on him.

"i can't believe we're leaving today" wooyoung sighed, walking over to his small suitcase. "what are you guys gonna do?" yunho called from the kitchen, still hiding.

"we'll figure something out" san spoke.

"counselors said parents will be here in an hour, they'll call us out or something" yeosang said, giving his suitcase its finishing touches. "jeez....already?"

San walked over to wooyoung and sat on his bed, "let's just sneak out."

"what?"

"let's sneak out and see each other, we could pull it off"

"just earn your dads trust back....then we could hang out" wooyoung sighed sadly. San nodded, "i got this baby"

.

They all waited for their name to be called, hongjoongs had already been called so all that was left was the four boys. Yeosang and wooyoung played some thumb war game while yunho slept and san sat behind his boyfriend. It was pretty quiet other than wooyoungs occasional screaming.

"jeong yunho!!" a counselor called out, knocking on their cabin. San threw a pillow at yunho, "wake up, time to go"

Yunho moved slowly, getting his bag—hugging everyone then leaving. Wooyoung giggled as the boy walked out like a sloth.

Wooyoung and yeosang continued their thumb game while san sat with arms wrapped around wooyoung—looking over his shoulder as they played.

"fuck" yeosang spat quietly, wooyoung winning again.

"jung wooyoung!!"

Wooyoung tensed, his name had been called by a counselor. He got up slowly and walked towards his bed, grabbing his things.

San embraced him in a tight hug, "i'll see you later, okay baby?"

"okay..."

Wooyoung gave san a quick kiss before walking out, waving to his parents car. "hi mom, no dad?" wooyoung spoke as he got into the car. "work"

Wooyoung nodded in understanding.

His mother drove, the camp retreating behind him. 'sneaking out can't be that hard....right?'

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A/n: i updated!!!!.....hope you enjoyed 😔 love you

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