The air was awkward between the three, wooyoung sat silently as san and soora discussed in the far corner. He felt disgusting and disappointed in himself, he wished he hadn't told anyone and had kept the pain all to himself. That way no one would pity him.

Wooyoung stared solemnly at the two, he watched how they spoke to each other; cold, distant, he caused that. That was another reason why he felt so bad about himself, his sister had always taken care of him, but he flirted shamelessly with the one she liked. He shook his head, leaving san alone sounded like the best option to him.

But he'd never do that.

"Wooyoung" san called out, causing him to raise his eyes from the floor. "you want to spend the night at mine tonight?" the older suggested. Wooyoung's eyes widened, looking at his sister, she stared at the floor.

"uh.....no" he answered quietly.

Soora looked up, eyebrows furrowed. "if it's because you feel bad, i don't want to" wooyoung added.

"wooyoung, i want to hang out, that's all" san urged. It was true, san wanted to hang out, and he talked it over with soora who agreed, though she was hesitant. He wanted to make wooyoung feel better.

Wooyoung looked at soora again, she stared back at him. "go" she mouthed, gesturing toward san subtly. He nodded, "fine, i'll go" he sighed, standing up from the uncomfortable school chair.

After speaking to the principal, the punishment san got wasn't that bad, it wasn't a suspension or expulsion surprisingly, just detention for a long fucking time.

San stood up too, "i'll take you home soora" he mumbled hesitantly, she declined, waving her hand. "no, just take wooyoung please." soora responded quietly.

"who's going to take you home?"

"it doesn't matter, i'll find a ride. Just please take my brother"

"soora, come on." san ordered, she scoffed. "no, now go." she answered with unsure eyes, fiddling with her fingers as she looked between the two.

"I'm driving you home, that's final. Get up" San commanded, annoyed.  "why do you care? so what if i get murdered walking home or something, it's none of your concern, you especially."

"soora...." wooyoung urged quietly.

"What? he doesn't care about me. You should stop acting like you do just to win over my little brother" she scoffed.

"You think i don't fucking care about you? I do, believe it or not. I'd want you to be safe no matter what, because before any of this shit we were friends, maybe not the best, but friends nonetheless. I still love you, maybe not in that way but i will always care about you Jung Soora. Don't you ever underestimate me." 

San exhaled shakily before continuing.

"So please, Soora. Let me drive you home and do this one thing for you. I know you hate me, but i will never hate you." he finished.

She looked up at san with wide eyes. She gulped as she held onto her backpack out of insecurity. You know when you forget why you love your friend after a fight? or you forget why you're with your significant other after a mix up. Then, you realize. ah, that's why.

He's kind.

She stood up silently, fixing her backpack on her shoulder. "let's go." soora whispered.

The three walked to san's car, wooyoung was about to sit in the passenger seat but decided against it, he felt soora should have it. After all, she deserved it. "wooyoung?" san questioned the boy, confused to why he had sat in the back seat. "i want to sit back here." the younger replied monotoned.

They drove off, the only sound being the faint sound of music and the wind.

Soora shut the door behind herself after waving to wooyoung, and giving one last look at san before leaving. Wooyoung made himself comfortable in the passenger seat.

"have i ever been to your house?" he inquired.

"don't think so, you excited?" san smiled, stepping on the gas. "sure, as long as i'm not being kidnapped or something." wooyoung snickered, smiling at the glare he was given. "as much as i would to keep you for myself, you are not being kidnapped i promise."

"you want to keep me for yourself?"

"don't dwell"

"but i'm interested"

"be uninterested"

Wooyoung crossed his arms and looked out the window. "so," he started again, "1-10, how fucked up was jaehyun after you finished." he questioned, voice laced with curiosity.

"you really want to know?"

"tell me."

"10"

Wooyoung clapped, "i'm impressed, wasn't sure whether you could actually beat his ass or not" he laughed. "really?"

"mmm, thought you'd totally die"

"don't underestimate what my hands can do"

Wooyoung gasped dramatically, "yes sir, i wouldn't dare" he spoke, nodding his head quickly.  "yeah right"

"i'm serious, i was kind of scared of you because of your face. I've never seen you like that.....so pissed." wooyoung continued. "if i wasn't having a break down, i would've kissed you" he laughed.

"don't say stuff like that"

"it's true! you looked so hot i could've jumped you"

"jumped me?"

"yeah, jump on you and kiss you"

"ahh, i'll make sure to look angry for you" san chuckled, leaning back in his seat a little, speeding up. "you want a kiss?"

"sure"

"where?"

"wherever"

Wooyoung hummed, "PG-13 or.....R-rated anywhere?"

"don't push it"

"yes sir"

San sped up more, weaving through cars, one hand on the steering wheel. "you know, you look good right now" wooyoung spoke in awe. "good enough for you to want to jump me?"

"definitely"

"i'm not angry though" san chuckled. "maybe i just like your serious face" the younger pondered. "maybe"

"maybe"

San pulled into the driveway.

They both got out of the car and walked to the front door, "where are your parents?" wooyoung asked whilst looking around for another car. "my moms probably here, i don't know though" san said as they entered the house.

"your house is comfy"

"thank you, tell my mom that she'll love you"

"i'll remember to"

Wooyoung followed san blindly, walking wherever he did. They went up the stairs after san showed him around on the bottom floor.  "that is the bathroom" san pointed to the lit up room that was at the end of the hall, "and that's my moms room" he continued. "And, here's mine."

He opened the door for wooyoung, gesturing for him to go inside first. "it's messy but..."

"looks fine to me" wooyoung interrupted.

The younger sat on the bed with a huff. "today has been long" he sighed, playing with his fingers. "true, but i brung you with me so you could detox, and that's what we're going to do." san replied with a soft smile.

Who knew a simple smile could be so healing.

Wooyoung stared up at san with galaxies in his eyes, a smile grazed his lips as he looked at the boy in front of him. San crouched down, putting his weight on his toes to be eye to eye with wooyoung, he reached his hand out and brushed the hairs from wooyoung's eyes.

"you're so beautiful"

"am i?"

"yes, so beautiful"

Wooyoung leaned into the touch as he stared at the older with love. How could he let go of someone like this? San loved him, san took care of him. Wooyoung will never let him go, never.

"san"

"hm"

"i love you."

"please love me san, i love you, i cant not love you. I love you i love you i love you." Wooyoung spoke, voice full of desperation, reaching to hold sans face in his hands.

"i love you" he sniffled, resting his forehead on sans. Wooyoung held onto san tightly, desperately.

"i love you too wooyoung, i love you so much" San whispered as wooyoung's tears dropped on his shirt. He held wooyoung, his arms secured tightly around the boys waist.

"don't cry baby hey, i love you" san spoke, wiping a tear with his nose. "i love you baby" he confirmed.

"will you stay with me?"

"forever"