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2 years later


San rolled around as he handed out meals, here and there he would smile and give small talks. He rolled around on the roller skates beneath his feet and watched as his fellow co workers did as well. His lungs felt clean, nice and healthy as his body was now toned. No bone was left shown, and he quick smoking awhile back.

He then looked up to the clock on the wall, and gave a big smile once he realized his shift was over as he proceeded to leave saying goodbye to the others.

He left for home with a happy heart, and entered the gates of a large dark blue modern house, with a old style Porsche parked in front.

Wealthy you could call him by where he lived and what he had, but who could blame him?

His boyfriend was a CEO after all.

By the time he got in the doors, he was embraced by arms.

"How was work love." A voice asked softly.

"Good, as always." San replied with a small smile.

They then pulled away and San looked at the other. The silver hair was renewed, and a piercing was seen at the eyebrow. The toned honey skin was kissed by the sun once more, and plump lips stood clear.

"You seem dazed." The other whispered in a teasing manner.

"By you only." San whispered back with a smirk, and a hand slithered around his waist to pull him close to the others chest.

"I thought I was the cheesy one." The other faked a pout.

"You still are don't worry babe." San assured as he gave a smile.

"Cute as ever." The other said as he raised a hand to run it through San's black hair.

"Where are we going tonight Wooyoung?" San asked. It was Friday, and Wooyoung always had something in plan on Fridays.

"Anything you want love." Wooyoung whispered as San saw a mischievous glare in his eyes.

San noticed this and smirked inwardly at himself as he thought of what Wooyoung was thinking.

He then leaned in close to the others ear, and made his breath low as he wrapped his arms around the others neck.

"Hm...maybe some love?" San pitched his voice in a seductive manner, to the point where it almost sounded like he was needy. He felt the grip on his waist tighten as the other leaned down and placed a slow soft kiss on the others neck.

"Anything for my love." Wooyoung whispered lowly, and San smirked.

He then pulled away as he attached their lips, feeling electricity run through his spine. Their lips clashed messily as it was desperate. San was pushed up against a wall as he felt hands slide under his shirt, that was soon lifted over his head and thrown somewhere in the hallway. He gave breathy moans as rough kisses were placed on his upper body, and gripped the others hair.

Hands traveled up and down his body and he loved the feeling it sent him to.

Wooyoung then placed a hand under San's thigh, signaling for him to jump. San immediately obeyed and wrapped his legs around the others lower hips. The bite kisses never stopped as they walked to the bedroom, and San was thrown down onto the bed.

Wooyoung sat up as he took off his shirt, then crawled over San, staring down at him hungrily. He almost melted at how hot he looked in this state, and bit his lower lip. San's plump, glossy lips were parted open, letting out small pants, his feminine eyes were half lidded and his face expression gave off the most sexiest vibe he's felt.

Wooyoung roughly leaned down as he attacked their lips, letting their tongues fight together hastily in a battle that Wooyoung had already won. San's hands gripped his shoulders as they pulled away, panting breathlessly for air. Wooyoung kissed down San's body, and took a bud in his mouth as he played with it. San gave breathy moans as he pulled at Wooyoungs hair.

Wooyoung then let his fingertips play with the waist band of the others pants, San watched him as he kissed down to his stomach, then his v line. Those intense eyes staring back at him, eating him up almost. He gulped as he watched Wooyoung pull his pants down, and leaned his head back as he gave short breaths.

He felt his member spring as his pants were pulled off, and hands found themselves slide down inside his thighs, spreading him. He was now on full display in front of Wooyoung. He closed his eyes as he felt embarrassed, but the hands didn't stop as he felt then being placed over shoulders.

San then felt kisses being placed inside his thighs, and bucked his hips the slightest as it felt sensitive. The kisses continued downward, and he felt the slightest wet touch on his member. He gave a short high pitched moan as Wooyoung took him in his mouth.

He gripped the bed sheets as Wooyoung started bobbing up and down, and gave panty soft moans as he leaned his head back, giving his back an arch. Hands ran up his lower sides, both at the same time sent him into a frenzy.

He gave whiney cries as he felt his climax build.

"I-I'm close!" San cried out.

San bucked his hips as he came in Wooyoungs mouth, and cried out a loud moan at reaching his climax. He panted as he watched Wooyoung lick some cum off his lips, eyes full of lust and love.

San left his mouth open as he gasped for air, but Wooyoung had other ideas as he connected their lips again. The kiss deepened as there was no space left between them. Wooyoung then pulled away as he grabbed lubed from a drawer, almost fumbling as his hands were shaking with eagerness. Just to know he'd be deep inside San gave him a jump in desperation, a need he needed to meet.

Wooyoungs hand slyly slid down San's body, and his slender fingers ended at the entrance of him. San gave a gasp of a moan as he felt a finger slowly slip in. He winced at the slight opening, but then halfway closed his eyes as he gripped the others shoulders.

He cried out again as another finger was added, and then another. In the end three fingers were fingering him, and gave almost screams moans as he felt himself being stretched.

The fingers then pulled away and he felt his legs being lifted over shoulders, and something bigger meeting his entrance. Wooyoungs member lined up, and he pushed in as he leaned close to San. San gritted his teeth together as he felt immense pain stretch through his lower area, and gave a low deep throat moan.

Once Wooyoung was fully inside the other, he lifted himself off and stared down at the others state. He checked for any uncomfortable signs, but all he got was needy pants and breathy moans whenever he would make a move.

"P-please- move-" San choked out as the pain was almost settled. Wooyoung pulled out, only leaving his tip in, to slam back into the other with such force that it sent San rolling his eyes in a pleasuring manner. He gave loud moans as his vocal cords felt sore from high pitches, and he couldn't keep up with the other pace. San gripped the others shoulders, giving scratch marks on the other as Wooyoung kept up his pace.

"Ah! A-Ah! Clo-se!" San's voice did a crack as his mouth felt dry and his body felt weak at the clime up of his climax.

Wooyoung then hit a spot and it sent San's back off the bed he rolled his eyes back, giving a moan of intense pleasure.

Wooyoung then kept hitting that spot, knowing it was a sweet spot as it sent the other on edge. His thrust were deep and rough, it sent San off the roof. The bed shook with every one of them, and he leaned his head back knowing that he was going to come.

He gave a loud moan as he reached his climax, and his back fell flat on the bed with heaviness. Wooyoung came not long after, and leaned down as he gave a shakily last kiss to the others jaw. He could barely open his eyes as he felt Wooyoung pull out.

He felt himself being cleaned off, and at that arms wrapped around his waist. They waited for showers the next morning, and in which they shared loving words towards each other's, feeling one another's stomach with butterflies.

I love you's we're said, and repeated as the days went on.

Love was always something San gave, and wanted back.

San got love.

Because San always got what he wanted.

What he deserved.

Wooyoung was his love. His whole world, his universe and arms that he would turn to when in need.

Wooyoung wasn't always filled with love, but sometimes lust that San would gradually give into. Making his body a canvas for the other to paint on.

He didn't mind, not a single bit.

As for the young Wooyoung, that was the past. The memories that we have yet to share with the others. As for present Wooyoung, he's changed, as if a new person with a on and off switch.

Switch.

A word that San thought of all the time when he looked at Wooyoung.

The boy was no longer locked up in a cage filled with shame and scared thoughts, but an open heart that invited anything to come through with positivity.

Because he's switched.

Not the same.

"Switched."




San loved a boy, by the name Jung Wooyoung.

The silver hair, the sharp jawline, the smile, the brown orbs, the lips, and honey kissed skin immersed him in every way. High school was just another grade level of stress for the others, but as for him and Wooyoung, they became closer than ever.

Wooyoung loves San, so much that when he looked at him he felt his blood run through his veins, his heart pace, his cheeks heat up and his stomach flip with excitement. He wanted to be by the other all the time, never ending love.

San felt the same way, except more. Just a tad bit though. A little more love, flutter in hearts, and lust maybe. His heart lead him to be attached, but he realized he was to emotionally attached, and let it happen anyway.

Leaving himself in the hands of someone who would break him into pieces, push him away, neglect him.

One-side love him.

San didn't care, because he didn't know about it yet. He'd let life walk over him, and he didn't care. He let himself fall, and keep falling, never ending.

Love is what he wanted, and what he gave. All he wished is for his love to be noticed.

Love is what Wooyoung gave, and hurt, but in the end it all healed.

It healed them, it healed their hearts, their feelings and meanings.

Forgiveness was San's honest word for the victory, and he gave it all to Wooyoung.

Loving him was like a on and off switch, but to San, it was always on. To Wooyoung, it was on and off.

Now, it's always on.

Because Wooyoung switched.

"SWITCHED."



THE END





© jehyemfh

3/31/19

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