When he woke up a few hours later, San felt a little disoriented. He had a hard time even opening his eyes and a long yawn seemed to capture his body for a moment. But then a soft moan came from next to him and he tilted his head to see Wooyoung nestled into his side.

He lifted a hand up to gently tease Wooyoung's soft purple hair for a few minutes and just enjoyed the moment.

Then he heard movement in the main part of the house and pressed his lips together, instantly regretting falling asleep.

By now the others had to know what was going on since Yeosang wouldn't be able to get into his own room. The teasing was going to be awful, but maybe they'd at least wait until Wooyoung left. He didn't need them chasing the boy away, especially after what just happened.

"Wooyoung?" San whispered, shaking him by the shoulder. "Wooyoung?"

A soft moan answered him, followed by Wooyoung's eyelids fluttering open. He sat up quickly and looked around with wide eyes.

"Hey, it's ok, you're still with me." San said, sitting up as well when he realized Wooyoung wasn't fully registering where he was.

"San? Wha- Ah!" Wooyoung hissed and rotated onto his side while looking down at his legs.

"Fuck. Sorry, I was worried I went a little hard." He started to fuss over Wooyoung and make sure he was in a position that was comfortable. This is what he got for letting his horny side take control. "Are you ok?"

Wooyoung nodded and bit his lip. "Yeah, I've just never felt anything like this before."

San chuckled and ruffled Wooyoung's hair. "Well yeah, that's part of what comes with your first time." He hesitated and started to pick at nothing on the sheets below him. "Did... Did you like it?" Why was he suddenly feeling so self conscious? It's not like it should matter all that much.

"I did." He looked up to see Wooyoung blushing and giving a shy smile. "I liked it a lot."

San felt his chest puff out a little as he leaned forward to kiss Wooyoung again, now loving the way he always seemed to have the faintest taste of sea salt to him.

They sat there for a long moment before regrettably having to pull apart when the noise in the rest of the house grew louder.

"Just ignore what they say, ok? I'm sure they are going to get a kick out of teasing us so... I'm sorry."

"Why would they tease us?" Wooyoung tilted his head slightly.

San let out a breathy laugh and finally slipped out of bed. "If you don't know then maybe it won't bother you. Come on, I'm sure they are wondering where we are."

The couple took their time getting dressed, mostly because Wooyoung was really shaky standing on his own, then slowly made their way into the main living space.

Everyone was there already, most gathered closer to the kitchen where Chan and Jongho were cooking together. There were a few people San hadn't been introduced to yet, which made San want to turn around and go back into hiding. Since when did Yeosang have so many friends, or friends of friends?

"San!" Yeosang poked his head up from where he was sitting at the kitchen table. "You're just in time for dinner." He stuck his tongue out the corner of his mouth and quirked an eyebrow before turning back to continue his conversation with Youngjo.

A few other eyes watched them as San led Wooyoung over to the couch and the two of the sat together while trying their hardest to ignore the others.

It was then that San remembered the marks on Wooyoung's leg. He leaned over and grabbed Wooyoung's leg to hold it up and examine it. "What happened to you?"

"O-Oh, it's..."

"It looks like a shark bite!" Felix suddenly appeared and was bending over to look at the white marks. He tilted his head to the side and poked at where the skin was slightly indented.

Something clattered in the kitchen and Chan also came running over. "No way! You survived a shark bite?"

"Guys, back off!" San said when he noticed that Wooyoung was starting to look a little flustered. He could feel his anger level starting to rise as he tried to push the others away.

Neither one did, however, and started directing a million questions at Wooyoung. The boy started scratching nervously at his arms and looked to San for help.

"Alright." San growled. He stood and pushed the other two back before pulling Wooyoung from the couch and rushing out the back door and down to the beach. "Idiots!"

Wooyoung dutifully followed him and stayed by his side while they kept walking. "Thank you." He said quietly.

San turned around and noticed that Wooyoung was still scratching his arm with his free hand. "Are you ok?"

"Huh?" Wooyoung's head snapped up and then he stopped scratching. "Um, yeah. That was just a lot."

"Trust me, it was for me too." San shook his head and let out a long sigh. "Do you want to go somewhere else to eat?"

Wooyoung twisted his lips to the side and glanced out at the ocean. Then his started scratching his arm once more. "I should probably get going, even though I really don't want to."

"I don't want you to go either."

"Today was... amazing. I can't think of another way to describe it."

San couldn't help but smirk a little and he reached a hand up to run it through Wooyoung's hair, tucking a few loose strands behind his ear. "I feel the same way. Just promise me the morons inside didn't scare you away and I'll see you again?"

The giggle that left Wooyoung warmed San's heart and he immediately pulled Wooyoung into a hug. "Yes you'll see me again." Wooyoung whispered into San's neck.

"Good." San kissed the side of his head. "Have a good night and get some rest."

Wooyoung nodded his head and San watched him walk down the beach until he disappeared from sight before shoving his hands in his pockets and marching back up to the house.

Everyone fell quite as soon as he threw open the door. He knew the questions were coming, but he still tried to walk past everyone and go straight to the bedroom.

"San? Where's Wooyoung?" Yeosang asked, sounding concerned.

He didn't feel the need to honor his friend with a response, so he kept walking and slammed the bedroom door behind him. They could have ruined everything. Didn't they know not to crowd someone they didn't know?

San paused when he realized he was talking about himself as well as Wooyoung, and he knew instantly why he felt so attached to the purple-haired stranger, besides the fact that he was adorable and charming and just overall enchanting.

Wooyoung was his lifeline in the sea of Yeosang's overwhelming friends.

There was no way he would have been able to get through this on his own. San wasn't the kind of person to try and fit in. He still questioned why Yeosang even put up with him sometimes. If he could coast through life without getting noticed then San would be perfectly happy.

Maybe he should have drowned. It's not like that many people would actually know he was gone.

The door to his room opened and the one person San could tolerate right now walked in.

Yeosang fiddled with the sleeves on his large, light blue sweater. They were long enough that it gave him sweater paws that San would usually coo over and make fun of him for.

But now he didn't really care.

"San? What happened?" Yeosang asked gently while coming to sit next to him on the bed.

"You need to learn to control your friends." San snapped and jerked his head to the side so he didn't have to look at his friend.

Yeosang let out a small sigh. "I'm sorry. I know they can be a bit much, but I promise they didn't mean any harm. Is Wooyoung ok?"

San shrugged. "I guess."

"San, please don't do this." Yeosang leaned forward to try and get his attention. "I'm really sorry they swarmed you."

"I didn't even want to come here in the first place Yeosang!" San pushed off the bed and rounded on his friend.

The older pursed his lips and stayed seated. San could tell that his words had stung, but his current state of mind made it so he barely had a filter. Yeosang was silent for a few more seconds before saying, "I'm sorry I didn't want to leave my brother alone all summer."

There it was. There was the dagger Yeosang was so good at wielding sometimes. San instantly felt the stab of guilt and sat down on Yeosang's bed, although he missed and ended up sliding down to the floor. "That was low." He grumbled.

"I think I reserve that right. You're overreacting just a little bit San." Yeosang crossed his arms. "Look, I know this isn't your ideal situation, but I was not going to let you mope around our apartment all summer and turn into some disgusting shut in! It's my job to take care of you, I promised Mom and Dad that I would, so you need to suck it up and get on board! Wooyoung isn't going to be around every day to distract you."

San glared off to the side and started picking at the skin around his nails.

"Look, I love you San, but if you're really that miserable then just figure out a way to get your own pathetic ass home, because I'm not going anywhere. I have too many things I want to do this summer."

"Like Jongho?" San finally cracked a smile when Yeosang snapped his mouth shut. "You know it's true."

And just like that the tense air was gone between them. No matter how often they bickered, San and Yeosang could always find a way to make peace. By now, it was a common thing for one of them to make a joke or change the subject and with one simple look, all was forgiven.

It wasn't surprising to either of them when things got tense enough that they took it out on each other. The Kang's always said it was easiest to hurt each other because that who they were closest to, and San definitely believed that.

Moments later, Yeosang was sitting next to San on the floor and the two of them were gossiping like high school girls at a slumber party. Yeosang was leaning into San's shoulders and giggling over something Jongho had done while they were exploring the town earlier that day.

"It sounds like you guys had a good time." San said, clutching his aching stomach from how hard they had been laughing.

"We did. I really like him, San." Yeosang placed a hand to one of his cheeks and sighed. "But I just don't know if he feels the same way."

"You could always ask."

The older scoffed. "Yeah, I've done that. Not happening again. This time I'm letting the other guy make the first move."

San nodded slowly, knowing that Yeosang was referring to the fact that he had dated some not-so-nice guys in the past because he had fallen hard and dove in head first. "I understand wanting to be cautious, but you have no right to tell me to embrace a summer fling and not be willing to try yourself." He reached over and pinched Yeosang's side and made him jump a little.

"Speaking of which... Did you guys, you know-" Yeosang jerked his eyebrows up a few times and stuck his tongue out the corner of his mouth.

There was no point in trying to hide it, but San still attempted to by saying, "You don't get to change the subject like that!"

"Yes I do, Choi San. I set everything up for you perfectly, so if you didn't do any-"

"Yes! We did, happy now!" San groaned and let his head fall against the bed.

Yeosang moved quickly so he was on his knees and sitting on his heels. "And? How was it?"

"That's private!" San tried to push him away but Yeosang was like a rock when determined and hardly budged.

"Since when is anything private between us?"

Fair point... San couldn't remember the last time he kept a secret from Yeosang. He let out a disgruntled sound and said with a pout, "It was amazing. A little awkward sometimes, but..."

"Awkward? Was he?"

San nodded and started to draw shapes on his knee after pulling it up to his chest. "Yeah."

"Damn! Look at you." His friend slapped San's thigh a couple of times gave a proud smile. "But in all seriousness, I'm glad it went well. Wooyoung is a little off, if you don't mind me saying, so I was a little worried."

"Me too. I still don't know what to make of him sometimes. It's like he was cut off from the world for most of his life."

Yeosang hummed. "Well now he has you to show him a good time for a little bit at least. Who knows, maybe you can even pull off a long distance relationship, but I would try to avoid that if you can. And I mean that with all the love I have for you. I don't think you would do well with that kind of relationship, so you need to really think about things, especially given the fact that this was his first time... If I had know that, honestly I don't know if I would have pushed you into this."

"Oh now you say that!" San glared at him, but the concerned look on Yeosang's face had any fight in him retreating immediately. He knew that what Yeosang was saying was true.

"It would be pretty funny if he ended up being one of those star struck people that instantly thinks you're his boyfriend now." Yeosang joked, trying to make light of the situation again.

"Ha. Yeah." San just rolled his eyes and pushed his friend one more time. This time was a success and Yeosang fell to the side but managed to catch himself before he landed on his side. "Come one, I'm hungry and I'm not walking out there alone."

"Don't pay them any mind, I'm sure your little tantrum is long forgotten by now."

It wasn't.

As soon as they entered the main living space everyone turned to stare at San for a moment before they returned to their conversations. And even that didn't last long before Chan had San in a head lock and was rubbing his head while apologizing for chasing away Wooyoung.

At first San wanted to retaliate, but when he saw everyone so relaxed and enjoying themselves, he let himself get into the moment and enjoy his time with Yeosang. And he had to admit, Yeosang's friends weren't that bad. Maybe he would give them a chance and start accepting invitations to hang out back home too.

But through it all, San allowed himself to have one moment with Yeosang where they locked eyes from different sides of the group.

One thing would always be for certain.

San would be lost without his brother.