Kisses placed messily all over his face, bringing him to open his eyes in a daze of utter happiness. How beautiful it was, to wake up in a place filled with the taste of love all over. Little giggles had filled the room, the culprit laughing as if there was no tomorrow and covering his mouth in an attempt to drown out the sounds- though it wasn't working.

San smiled lightly at nothing, in particular, his hair was ruffled and untidy from all the turns he made during his peaceful slumber. Unlike others, who would be mad they were woken up so suddenly, he was rather happy to be blessed to see such a beautiful sight the moment he woke up.

His roommate was sitting on the floor, small hand desperately clinging to his chin. Laughs and laughs spilt their way out of his plump lips and onto the walls- bouncing back and meeting the older male's ears, only widening the smile on his face. Not waiting for a second longer, San grabbed him by the arms and flung him on the bed along with him, making sure to cuddle closer for warmth. Feeling the younger male press into his chest, he made sure to continue stretching the smile on his handsome face.

Though silence quickly consumed the room, it was like they were still talking and laughing to stupid jokes together. Any time would be worthy of making memories to them. No matter how tiny it was to others, every moment was glorious and remembered with love. It was quiet, meaning the other members had left the dorm.

"Why did you wake me up?" San questioned silently, the mood the room was so soft, he didn't want to break it. His breathing pattern was already slowing, and his words came out more slurred than when he was awake. Not hearing Wooyoung respond to his question, he looked down and saw him sleeping. How unfair. And though he was whining on the inside, he would never wake the male up when he looked so cute.

Stretching his arm slowly, reaching over on the nightstand, he grabbed the Polaroid camera he had bought not too long ago. The object, though inanimate, had been the witness to the most beautiful moments which helped blossom a love between two clueless men. It was something San would take everywhere, knowing his dear best friend would always do something worth physically remembering.

Focusing the camera on the two of them, making the distance so he wouldn't wake the sleeping male, he clicked the button. Seeing the flash go off, he quickly moved the camera away and waited for the picture to come out. When it did, he was astonished by the beauty of what he saw. It was no secret San was in love, well known by everyone. That person, of course, returned his feelings. But none had moved forward.

With a sudden rush of giddiness and love, San shook the sleeping male softly. How were they in love, did couple things, but weren't a couple? It didn't make sense. He wasn't going to find an excuse. "Sannie, what's wrong?"  The younger's voice came out soft and confused, not knowing why San would suddenly interrupt his nap. "Youngie, can we talk?"

"Of course, what's up?" Wooyoung was always ready to help San, no matter the occasion. And when he felt his tone mix between nervousness and seriousness, he had nothing to wonder.

"Uh, so we're both pretty open about our feelings, right?" San started, the stammering was obvious. Hearing a hum as a response, he continued, "I want to take a step forward, you know how much you mean to me. There's no reason why we can't be together, or at least on my part. And if any doubt or things is stopping you, then I would like to speak about it now."

He was so nervous. It was notable to anyone. San's hand was roaming all over his legs and arms, going as far as the back of his neck. At some point, Wooyoung had to grab it and give encouraging pats when San had gotten too nervous.

"I was going to bring this up to you today, too." Wooyoung stopped as he saw San's eyes widen adorably, staring up at him with hope glimmering in his orbs. His duality. "We love each other, that's for sure. Nothing is stopping me either, other than the fear of the band suffering the consequences if something goes wrong."

Wooyoung's cheeks were painted a pretty crimson color, as they did every time they spoke about their relationship. He was so in love. Anyone would think San hung the stars for him. San grinned at the sight, finding him too utterly adorable.

"So, Jung Wooyoung, would you do me the honor of being the love of my life forever?"

"Yes!"