Yeosang walked into school, he held onto his back pack tightly, face tight. He made it to his locker and began grabbing his books, just as he was, wooyoung appeared beside him. "hey you" he spoke with a bright smile, yeosang smiled back—waving.

"san told me that you said we could hang over yours again, thank you so much" the younger said. Yeosang nodded, "i cant exactly say no, i'd feel too bad if i did that" he replied.

Wooyoung nodded, his eyes shifting from yeosang to a figure behind him. Yeosang turned, trying to see who the boy was looking at with such eyes. San, who else would it be? San gave wooyoung a small wave and nod, then his gaze went to yeosang—doing the same gesture. Yeosang nodded back, they held eye contact for a second until sans eyes went back to wooyoung's.

They were cute, yeosang couldn't deny. But it still made him a bit sad when they stared at each other while he was in the middle. "we should get to class" the older spoke, pulling wooyoung's arm along with him.

Before yeosang could fully leave san stopped him, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder, pulling him back a little. "yeo"

Yeosang's face felt hot, hotter than it ever has. Suddenly he cursed his light complexion, knowing san could see the dark red color that was taking over his natural skin tone.

"yes?"

"thank you"

"for what?"

"letting us hang out over yours, without you....well we would be fucked" san said, scratching his neck. Yeosang stared with raised eyebrows, "yeah of course, i wouldn't be able to say no anyway, haha"

"you're a really good friend"

friend.

"and uh.....you know you're cool and stuff and..."

San went quiet, he laughed awkwardly before shaking his head. "ah never mind, can we come over tonight?" he questioned.

"yeah of course"

San sighed in relief, he pulled the older into a friendly hug that lasted about two seconds, but that didn't stop yeosang from being an absolute blushing mess.

"thank you, again."

"yeah..."

Yeosang turned around to walk away, but again—san stopped him. "oh, yeo" he called out, causing the said boy to turn his head. "what's up?" the older replied.

"i think you might be sick or something, you should really get that checked"

"sick? i'm not sick?"

"well, your face is as red as a tomato. Fever maybe? here i'll check your head come here"

Yeosang backed away as san walked forward, "n-no that's alright, i feel fine." he spoke. San shook his head, "see? your face just got even redder, let me help it's the least i can do"

"no san it's really okay"

"you don't look okay" san chuckled, "let me do this for you"

Yeosang sighed in defeat, he allowed san to place the back of his hand on his forehead—then back on his own to compare temperatures. San hummed, "yeah you're definitely hot"

"it's hot in here! we should get to class"

"no! you need medicine don't you? it'll get worse, and we need to feed the fever!" san spoke quickly, he felt in debt to the boy.

"san you need to feed colds not fevers, and plus i'm okay"

"but you're hot?"

"it's hot"

San sighed, he placed the back of his hand on yeosangs cheek, humming. "hm, seems like most of the heat is coming from here."

"see i told you, i'm just hot haha"

San nodded, "alright i believe you, i just wanted to pay you back" he said, "uhm, i'll get to class now, see you tonight!"

San waved while walking away.

"yeah.....tonight."

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