Returning to San's apartment, Wooyoung had gone to turn off his phone, honestly not wanting to deal with his father practically blowing up his phone. They shared a meal together which consisted of instant ramen, San proclaiming he wasn't in the mood to cook, and as it had gotten to nighttime, Wooyoung and San were relaxing on the couch, Wooyoung had his legs propped up in San's lap, and in his own was Byeol who came out of her hiding spot to make Wooyoung's lap her spot.

"I should probably at least go make my bed so it's decent looking." San had spoken up, Wooyoung breaking his gaze from the tv to San. The idea of sharing a bed with his lover was enough to make hima bit flustered. Sure.... They slept together on a couch but one, it was a couch and two they weren't alone.

Now? Completely and utterly alone, unless you count Byeol but as he moved his legs from San's lap she decided she no longer wanted to lay on Wooyoung, hopping off him and going off into the kitchen, either getting food or something to drink. "I'll also get you some clothes to sleep in. They may be a bit big though, so hopefully you won't mind that." Wooyoung shook his head, eyes following San until he went around the corner and disappearing from his line of vision. Taking in a breath, Wooyoung curled on the couch while he could faintly hear San from his room, his heart racing a million miles per minute. Why was he freaking out like this? Oh probably because he also just remembered what San told him back at the beach house when he tried getting him to sleep with him and now look they're alone and in a bed together-

"Here." Startled out of his own thoughts, Wooyoung quickly sat up. He eyed the clothes that were in front of him, he took them. "You know where the bathroom is, I'll be in the bed waiting- Oh, and if you want you can take a shower too. Or bath; whichever you prefer." San had reached to his remote, and shut his tv off before he'd go back to his room and yet again, leave Wooyoung in his own thoughts. He sighed out, slumping his shoulders before looking at the folded clothes in his hands. Seems San tried picking out the smallest of his clothes so that they would fit Wooyoung.

Getting onto his own feet, remembering from the last time he had been to San's apartment, which already felt so long ago, he found the bathroom and shut the door behind himself, making sure it was locked before he'd start taking off his clothes. It took him a second to really figure out how on earth San's bathtub worked but he eventually got the shower running and when at the right temperature, hopped into the tub and let the water rain down his back; rinsing the day away off of himself. It felt relaxing really to finally get to shower and for once not worry about anything. As much as he'd love to stand there for hours until his skin was red from the hot water, he didn't want to waste too much of it plus he figured San must of been waiting for him.

Pushing his bangs back Wooyoung reached for the shampoo that was sitting on the edge of the tub, squirting some into his hand he would start to lather up his hair, eyes shut while he focused on that. Then after rinsing that came washing his body. And then after rinsing himself off he turned the showerhead off, and pushing the curtains just a little bit, he felt around until finding himself a towel. He didn't want to step out and get his floor all soaking wet so he dried himself in the tub, and THEN he got out to get dressed, wrapping the same towel around his neck, collecting the little droplets of water that came from his still dampened hair, he left the bathroom, leaving his previous clothes in there, and looked through a few doors, first one he assumed was for storage, since it was filled with nothing but junk, the second was a little laundry room, in the corner was a washer and a dryer.

Third times a charm he guessed. Opening the third door he saw it was a dark room, but bringing light in it from the hallway he'd see that it was San's room, across it was where his bed was in the corner, San's figure under the sheets. He didn't seem to react when light was brought in, so Wooyoung must of thought he was asleep already. Ah, well at least it'll make it a little more calming.

He turned off the hallway light before stepping in the room. It was pitchblack, so he had to watch his step. Each time he would step forward he'd feel around the floor with his foot, to make sure nothing was in the way to make him trip. He only stopped as he felt something hit against his calf. San's bed, he assumed.

He was correct because he felt with his hand and felt the softness of the sheets from it. Letting out a breath, he pulled the towel from his neck, letting it fall to the floor he lifted up the covers and slid himself under them, wrapping them around his figure. He was engulfed in San's scent, which was nice. He even pulled the covers up to his nose to take in a deep breath. He started to relax, even smile before he'd go to shut his eyes and-

San shifted. And Wooyoung froze. San turned, now he was facing him and without a second thought was scooting up to him, till his chest was pressed to his back and arms wrapped tightly around him. Oh god, there went his heart again. Fuck now he was wide awake. His nose was pressed to the back of his ear and Wooyoung could hear- he could feel San's breath ticking his neck. He didn't know what to do. Say something? Or just lay there until his mind tired him out and fell asleep?

"You're tense." He heard San mumbling against him. He must have been asleep because his voice was just so deep and wow he could feel his face fluster. "What's wrong?" Wooyoung chewed his lower lip, at first he wasn't going to say anything but his mind was on autopilot so he was soon speaking up. "I don't know. I guess.. We're alone. None of your friends are here, and we're alone in a bed. Together. No one could stop you from doing anything." Voicing out his thoughts was soon something he regretted but it was out in the open now, and San had taken a moment, before he felt a kiss to the back of his head as some sort of comfort. "I won't do anything unless you want me to."

Those words. It was like magic, all his worries and thoughts washed away. Right. Of course he wouldn't do anything I'm not comfortable with.

"Right. Sorry. I just remember that conversation you told me about when I said I wanted to have sex." A little 'Mm..' came from him when he apologized. "I figured when I said that you would want to do something and I don't know-" His head was turned, and a soft pair of lips was pressing against his. Well, that's certainly a way of shutting him up. "Don't apologize." San murmured against his lips before his face went right behind his neck. "You were drunk when you said that, even if I wanted to have sex I wasn't going to take advantage of you nor would I force you into having sex now just because you said you wanted to while under the influence. Unless you say right now, while you're completely sober that you want to do something only then I'll make a move."

Wooyoung let out a breath, his heart just fluttering, butterflies in his stomach that San cared so much for his own comfort. It had him smiling, sos lowly he turned over, giving him a nod before he was burying his face into San's shoulder, he shut his eyes

"Though you do look pretty hot right now, especially with your hair wet and slicked back like it is."

"Hey!"

After their conversation, as well as a smack to San's back things settled down. San eyes were closed, assuming he was asleep, tiny breaths tickled the side of his neck as he his his own face against San's.He calmed down from his earlier thoughts but still couldn't find it within himself, at least not yet so before he could actually shut his eyes, slowly he was moving his body. He didn't want to disturb San's much needed slumber, so he could just admire his lover. God, they hadn't even been dating for very long, but he couldn't help but admire how attractive he was.

Soft fingers slowly caressed San's cheekbone, before they'd trail to his chest and rub there, then rubbed his arm that was wrapped around his smaller frame. Wooyoung wasn't much smaller than he was, just an inch shorter than the man in front of him but San had pretty broad shoulders it made him feel slightly smaller than he actually was compared to him.

Sighing, he went to curl back into San, nose in his neck Wooyoung had finally shut his eyes. "Thank you." He was whispering to San. "For being proud of me and for being by my side during all this." After that, he'd finally fall asleep.

Meanwhile San's lips were curling up into a smile, he slowly adjusted them both, hand running up and down Wooyoung's back. "I'll always be proud."

With one last kiss to Wooyoung's forehead, San had joined Wooyoung in sleep.

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When Wooyoung woke up, he was alone in San's bed.

He adjusted his eyes to the light in the room by blinking them a few times, before he was sitting up. Looking around, San wasn't anywhere in the room, actually he was hearing water, so San must be in the shower. But that didn't last long and the water was turned off. He started to wonder how long San was awake?

Well, if Wooyoung wasn't awake now he definitely was now. It was like San completely forgot how Wooyoung reacted the first time he walked into the room in nothing but a towel. Well, then again the last time that happened, all of San's friends were under the roof two, and they weren't dating. So it was completely different this time. So he didn't say anything, looking away until he was certain San's back was turned before he'd glance over. He was opening his drawers, probably searching for something to him to wear that day but Wooyoung wasn't paying attention to that, he was paying attention to just how attractive San's back was.

The way his back muscles tensed and moved when he was searching through his drawer. It made his mouth water. His back was hot. San was hot and oh god those thoughts were coming back again he didn't even seem to notice that San was talking to him until he called out his name at least four times.

"Huh?" Wooyoung shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts.

"I said you can borrow some more clothes if you need it- Hey, your face is all red. Are you okay?" He placed the back of his hand against his cheek, noticing it was pretty warm. "Yeah I'm uh- Yeah. Fine. Hey San?" Catching his boyfriend's interest, he was pushing the covers off of him and crawling to the edge of the bed. "Remember what you said last night? If I was completely sober and sure about sleeping with you?" He'd wait until San nodded before he would continue on. "Well I think I'm sure now." San's eyes went a little wide, he even dropped the shirt he had in his hands.

"You think?"

Wooyoung shook his head.

"No, I know I'm sure."

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Okay so fair warning the next chapter will be the good good smut, so if that makes you uncomfortable, skip that chapter! Until then enjoy hehe~