letter | woosan

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨

“Seriously, how much longer is this going to take?” San put on a pout, making his nagging sound like that of a toddler. He could make out the laugher he laughed so much coming from behind him.

He turned his head around to see Wooyoung entering the room and offering him a cup of instant noodles San took gratefully while the other sat down beside him with his own cup.

“You know you should have warned me how long this is going to take.” He kept complaining and Wooyoung gave him a side glance trying to look annoyed before he started laughing again, almost choking on his noodles in the process.

Now San couldn’t help but join with little giggles while he patted his boyfriend’s back until he could breathe again.
“You should just tell me if I look ridiculous instead of laughing at me.”

San stated trying to look hurt before he carefully poked his hair, Wooyoung instantly grabbing his hand and holding him back.

“Don’t! It´s almost done now” he gave him a grin before already finishing his noodles faster then San could have blinked.

As soon as he finished his own cup as well Wooyoung ordered him to go back into the bathroom. Once they came out again San refused to open his eyes.

“Come on. I promise you it looks good.” The smaller boy tried to console him, still amused by the others fear.

“You know mum and dad are going to kill you?” the dry comment coming from his beloved sister made San cry out dramatically.

Wooyoung led him into her room, placing him in front of a mirror. He stood behind the truly nervous boy, placing his chin on his shoulder and looking at the reflection into the mirror.

“Please open your eyes now. Its not bad, really. The others are waiting and just because you cant see it doesn’t mean it’s not there.” He couldn’t help but tease San a little and it seemed to work when he finally lowered his hands.

There was a small gasp leaving his mouth until he started turning his head. Suni was right, he was dead meat but honestly, it was totally worth it.

The reflection that stared back at him looked really good. Not only because he had the stunningly handsome Wooyoung and his newly died brown hair by his side but also because the smaller finally got his way and Sans permission to dye his own hair as well.

Of course he decided to go all the way and now the hair on Sans head was a vibrant pink. It was nothing that the once quiet boy had ever imagined to see on himself but he would be lying to say that he disliked it.

“Believe me now? You look great!” Wooyoung beamed at him and the two could see Suni sitting on her bed, nodding in agreement.

“It is great, thank you so much Woo. But you are right we should really get going now before the others think I accidentally went bald.” San joked and the two got ready to leave.

Outside they met up with Yeosang and Mingi who were absorbed by their phones so San used his chance to throw his arms around the two and almost causing them to have a heart attack. All three of them screaming in unison.

Wooyoung followed close behind him, laughing about the goofiness San had developed since the two of them started hanging out. It warmed his heart to see how much the other had opened up in the past year.

“Where are the others? I thought we all wanted to watch a movie together?” San asked, going back to pouting which didn’t work considering the fact that Yeosang was sending him a death glare while trying to regain his composure with Mingi hugging him tightly, still scared to death.

With a sigh Wooyoung gave the tallest of their group a pat on the shoulder, trying to calm him down.

“Yunho, Jongho and Seongwha are on their way but Hongjoong said he can’t make it because he is busy working on another song”

Wooyoung nodded in understanding. Joong was really creative and tended to get new inspiration all the time so there was no way getting him away from his laptop at a time like this.

Looking back he was really happy that he left these fake friends of his behind a long time ago or otherwise they would have never met the friends he and San had now.

When they started walking to meet up with the other three of them, San turned back around to look for Wooyoung, giving him a wide grin. He waited until the now brown haired boy stood next to him before taking his hand.

He lifted their intertwined hands to his face and placed a soft kiss on the back of Wooyoungs hand before whispering

“thank you”

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and so it comes to an end. this was actually the first story I ever finished so I am kinds proud of myself, even if by now it's probably obvious that English isn't my first language.

I want to thank everyone who has read the story this far, I am so grateful for your support and your patience with me and I am so glad I could share this with you <3