san/wooyoung
morning came surprisingly fast, wooyoung being awakened by pounding knocks on the door. he took a second to remember where he was and what happened last night, quickly remembering when he saw his and san's clothes on the floor and the almost fully naked boy sleeping beside him.
"who the hell is in my room?" mingi's voice resonated through the wooden door separating the two from him. "get the fuck out before i call the cops!"
he still sounded drunk.
wooyoung shook the older awake, quietly explaining what was happening as he rubbed his eyes. groaning, the green-haired shouted a quick, "FUCK YOU, SONG," before rolling over and closing his eyes again.
he too still sounded drunk.
"oh shit, san?" mingi confirmed to the voice.
"yeah, it's me, san. lemme sleep. 'm tired," he responded.
after that, mingi left and san clung to wooyoung again, falling asleep quickly.
the purple-haired younger watched his older sleep peacefully, his chest rising and falling as he snored quietly.
as the sun outside grew brighter, wooyoung realized he wouldn't be able to sleep. instead, he laid in the other's arms and just thought about him. about them.
all of the thoughts were good, most of the time imagining growing old with the unaware boy.
he wondered what san would look like with actual white hair and wrinkles, the two sitting in rocking chairs, hand in hand, while looking out of a large window. the cliché brought a smile to the younger's face.
he thought about the future. he knew it was distant, but he imagined san in a suit standing anxiously at an altar with an arch above it or holding a small child resembling him. he pictured traveling with him, spending so many midnights together, signing for a shabby house with him and making it their own...
the future seemed bright and enjoyable, yet so distant and somewhat unattainable.
in that moment, jung wooyoung swore to himself that he would make these dreams become reality and that he'd do all he could to spend the rest of his life with the boy he loved with every fiber in his body, choi san.
as he made his own promise, it seemed closer than before.
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im so sorry for not updating!!!! ive been super busy recently and it just slipped my mind :(
im also sorry that this chapter is kinda.. eh :(
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