"oh come on let me drive, its good to throw yourself out there sometimes" wooyoung begged, hanging onto sans arm as they walked to his car. "woo, you're crazy—you don't even know where the brake is" the older sighed, unlocking his side of the car.

"then teach meeeee"

"i will, later"

Wooyoung glared at san, crossing his arms. "i could just ask someone else, we'd spend a bunch of time together—maybe even bond"

"yeah alright have fun with that"

The smaller groaned in annoyance, he felt like a child. "that means i wouldn't have any time for you"

San just chuckled and drove, he didn't really care about the words the younger was saying—he knew he wouldn't last without him.

.

Wooyoung and san walked together into school as usual, sans arm wrapped around wooyoungs shoulder. Their friends waved from their lockers, "hey you two, or should i say woosan" mingi spoke, giving them both a pat on the back.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes, "why do you continue to call us that cringy name" he sighed. San smiled, "i like it" he said whilst getting things from his locker.

"of course you do san, of course you do"

"i will choose to ignore whatever that means" san spoke, giving wooyoung a glare.

Wooyoung greeted their other friends with a smile, "hey yeosangie~" he said with a pouty sounding voice, making san gag and shut his locker.

He greeted yunho and hongjoong afterwards, along with san who wrapped his arm around hongjoongs shoulder. "hey where's seonghwa and that new junior jongho?" wooyoung asked, looking around for the said two.

"don't know, they'll probably come later"

Everyone nodded.

"alright me and woo have to get to chem" san sighed, moving from hongjoongs shoulder to wooyoungs. "bye see you at lunch!!"

They waved and rushed to their first class.

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They sat in their second class of the day.

Sans hand made its way to wooyoungs thigh, giving it a slight squeeze. Wooyoung looked to his side with raised eyebrows, "what?" he whispered. San tilted his head upwards toward the ceiling, "roof i'm bored"

Wooyoung glared, "class is almost over weirdo"

"woo" san begged quietly, giving wooyoung his best puppy dog eyes. The smaller gagged, "fine"

"3....2....1–"

"Woo are you okay?" san spoke loudly, trying his best to seem genuinely worried. Many students turned their heads out of curiosity, the teacher turned around soon after. "is there a problem mr.choi?"

"yes, my friend seems to be sick, gosh can i take him to the restroom?" he said quickly, already picking up their stuff. The teacher really didn't even have a chance to say yes—the boys already exiting the classroom.

"you bad bad boy" wooyoung joked as they opened the door to the stairway. "what can i say~" san chuckled, passing wooyoung his bag.

"try to catch me" wooyoung spoke, standing at the first step of the stairwell.

"i don't feel like running woo" san sighed tiredly.

The younger smirked devilishly, "oh come on, you afraid of losing, san?"

Ah, there it was—that glint in sans eye. Every time wooyoung saw how competitive san was he got butterflies, he was into those types of guys, but not san, of course.

Wooyoung made a run for it, holding onto the railing as he ran while giggling. San ran behind him, laughing just as hard.

It seemed like a scene right out a movie, a horribly filmed teenage coming of age movie that is—but that's what made it fun for the two.

Wooyoung opened the roof door, it was never locked—which was kind of dangerous but they obviously didn't mind.

San wasn't too far behind wooyoung, he stepped up the last step and couldn't help but freeze there for a moment. Wooyoung's hair blew back beautifully as he look over the parking the lot of the school and other things beyond that.

He looked like an angel.

"pinky, get over here" wooyoung spoke loudly, snapping san of his somewhat trance.

San laughed at the nickname and closed the roof door behind himself. "never call me that again" he scoffed, running his fingers through his pink locks.

"i will definitely be calling you that again"

San glared, setting down his bag on the cement. "you're truly evil woo, you know that?"

"nah, i'm a fucking angel" he spoke, imitating angel wings with his arms. "i have a halo and everything"

"you're anything but an angel, you may look like one, but you're not" san said as wooyoung continued flapping his arms.

"is that you calling me pretty choi san?" wooyoung smirked, stopping his bird movements. San scoffed, "no"

"i'm almost 100% sure you just called me pretty"

"you were dreaming"

Wooyoung gave san a look before stretching his arms upwards, some of his stomach showing as he did so. San averted his eyes elsewhere quickly, not wanting to stare.

Wooyoung caught the blush that appeared on sans cheeks.

"pfffft"

"what?"

"you looked away" wooyoung spoke, a half smile decorating his face.

"no i didn't"

"you did, you looked away."

"you're hallucinating"

"san, don't tell me after all these years, you've finally fell for my charm?"

San really couldn't tell if he was joking, he put his hands in his pockets. "don't get too cocky" he spoke, trying his best not to seem phased.

Wooyoung made his way over to san, placing his arm lazily around the boys neck.

He stared up at him with a look that san couldn't read, but then again—wooyoung had never been a transparent person.

"we should get back" the smaller sighed, swaying as he held onto san. "yeah.."

"hug?"

San stared for a second.

"mhm"

Wooyoung smiled and gave san a tight hug, "i really need a boyfriend" he complained into sans neck. The older raised his eyebrows, "why is that?"

"i'm starting to get too comfortable with you" wooyoung laughed—letting go of his hold on san.

"what do you mean?"

"i find you attractive sometimes" wooyoung said nonchalantly, picking up his bag from the ground.

"only sometimes hm?"

"shh"

"i guess you do need someone then, do me a favor and get a boyfriend so i can catch a break" san joked, getting his own bag from the cement. Wooyoung stayed silent for a moment, "yeah i definitely will, you have to worry about me anymore..."

San nodded—walking ahead of the boy.

He didn't even it notice back then,

that wooyoung was hurt by his words.

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