There's a lot of kissing, but I don't think it's considered smut as it's not that long or detailed -

Wooyoung slumped on San's bed with a tired sigh, spreading his limbs over the soft blanket. San invited him to come over after a month of planning and talking about what to do, and somehow Wooyoung learned that they lived in the same city but didn't come back home with the same flight.

"So, how's it?" San asked after a minute of silence from Wooyoung, observing the younger's relaxed state.

"Good, like it. But I don't want school to start. It's too soon, and I'm feeling like summer just now," Wooyoung huffed in annoyance.

"True, but I'll be here for you if it gets hard, just so you know," San said with a soft smile. He laid beside Wooyoung, rolling over to look at the younger better. "So... what should we do?"

Wooyoung shrugged nonchalantly, as if he wasn't excited to meet San again after a month of taking his parents rather hurtful words. He did want to talk about it to San but also didn't want the older to feel hopeless about helping him in that situation. So, instead of talking, Wooyoung rolled over, hovering on top of San.

"You know my mom's here tonight, right?" San said softly, cupping Wooyoung's face in his hands in a gentle manner.

"I know," Wooyoung whispered against San's lips, inches apart. "Just help me relax," he added, pressing his lips to the olders softly. San responded without thinking for even a second, tangling his fingers in Wooyoung's hair as the younger deepened the kiss.

San pushed Wooyoung off a few minutes later, though. "Gonna lock the door," he suggested. Wooyoung laid down again as San locked the door, as said, coming back to his side and kissing the younger again. This time, Wooyoung pushed San away, taking his shirt off as he stood up.

"So pretty," San complimented, voice soft and adoring. Wooyoung grinned at the olders reaction, smirking a little bit as he straddled San, legs on either side of the others' hips, and kissed him again.

Wooyoung tangled his fingers in San's hair this time, feeling the older rub his back up and down. San felt Wooyoung's muscles flex under his touch, peppering kisses down his jaw to his neck in a rather sensual way that made the younger sigh closer to a moan, but Wooyoung would never admit that.

"No hickey, can't let mom see," Wooyoung whispered, breathless at another kiss on his lips.

"No worries," San assured him, though he did suck on Wooyoung's bottom lip, better than his neck. They continued kissing, no, eating each other until a knock on the door interrupted their enjoyment.

"San, dinner is ready. Is Wooyoung hungry, too?" San's mom asked from behind the door, causing Wooyoung to scramble and fall on his butt. Searching for his shirt hurriedly.

"Yeah, we're both hungry. Will be there in a minute," San replied for both of them. Footsteps got further away a second later, and San finally looked at Wooyoung after the interruption, trying to hold his laugh at the sight of a very flustered Wooyoung.

"Shut up," Wooyoung mumbled, getting more embarrassed under San's adoring gaze. San sat up, wrapping his arms around Wooyoung's stiff form.

"It's ok, you're just so cute," he whispered in Wooyoung's ear, pressing a kiss on his temple. "Let's eat now, ok? If you're not hungry I can eat fast and we can spend some time alone again. We can also cuddle tonight,"

"Ok, thank you," Wooyoung smiled shyly.

"No need to thank me, I'm just being a good friend," San smiled back, rubbing Wooyoung's back to soothe his nerves.

"Yeah, a friend who I make out with," Wooyoung frowned, thoughtful out of a sudden.

"Let's just eat, I'm gonna wait for you no matter what, sweetheart," San said gently. Kissing his forehead before taking his hand in his. "Let's go,"

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That's all, i- I don't know why I can't write a lot these days, sorry.

Also , I watched younger royals last week, and uhhh, it did affect me a lot, idk if it reflects on my writing or not, but anyway,

Have a good day

I'll write longer the next one