Wooyoung | San

It was around 2 am now, everyone was wasted for different reasons, which left mewith no ride home. In smaller words, I'm stuck here.

I sighed as I looked around the room for anyone who could possibly be at least a little awake, but it was to no avail.

Sudden footsteps made me jump and put my arms up for some type of protection, am I about to get murdered?

"Wooyoung, why are your arms up like that?" A familiar voice asked, I sighed in relief and put down my "shields"

"None of your business, take me home"

He chuckled at my response, "I remember you having manners some time ago, what happened to that?" San said, now fully coming out of the dark.

"C-can you just take me home?"

"I kind of wanted to stay here but.....I guess that can be arranged" he smiled, I just rolled my eyes a bit before following the boy out of the house, and into the car.

I shut the car door and put my seatbelt on lazily, I'm so tired. "So what makes you think your parents are going to let you in at two in the morning princess" he questioned, an obvious shit eating grin on his face.

"I don't even care" I groaned, my head is pounding.

"Should I just take you back to mine?"

I looked up at the boy with a piercing glare, a glare that was meant to cut through his skin. "And how exactly would that make this situation better Choi San?" I spat.

He laughed, like really laughed. "You won't be in trouble because you'll be over my house, our parents want us to be friends"

The solution was actually pretty smart, they would barely question us if we were together. "Fine" I sighed, he smiled and began heading to his house.
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His house finally came into view, the lights seemed to be off inside meaning that no one was awake most likely. "You ready" he spoke after parking, I nodded and opened the passenger door.

San unlocked the door slowly, this was his horrible attempt at being quiet even though it was just making us move slower. "San just hurry up it doesn't matter"

Finally we made it inside of the quiet house, taking off our shoes and tip toeing up the stairs. When we made it to his room we exhaled, both of us were nervous.

I took off my jacket and threw it on the floor somewhere before practically jumping on his bed. "You have such a bad attitude these days" he whispered, I just ignored the boy and went under the covers.

"Pass me shorts I hate sleeping in pants" I said with my closed eyes, holding out my hand. It went completely silent causing me to open my eyes and look around, "why're you just standing there" I questioned.

"i don't want to give you shorts."

I raised my eyebrows at the boy, "huh?"

"You in shorts, in bed with." He sighed in frustration.

I finally understood what he was saying, "what's the matter? i won't sleep in anything if that's the problem."

"Wooyoung"

That was a warning, i could tell.

"Here I'll take them off" I smiled

"Wooyoung." he repeated

I slid off my pants slowly, making sure his eyes were on me, making sure i looked up at him prettily.

His breath visibly hitched, "so this is the almighty Choi sans weakness? My thighs?" I giggled, I may not know him very well, but I know what he hates the most, mocking.

"Put them back on." He instructed, face like stone.

I don't know a lot about intimate stuff, nor do I know how to do it, but I knew one thing.

"Make me"