Kapitel 8: [8]
Sometimes, no one can ever predict just how sparks start between two people. It can grow overtime, slowly but surely, by getting to know each other properly and personally. At times, the spark was just there but ignited when there's already no time left.
Yet, the spark between two people who just set their eyes for the first time is always the most unexplainable.
Just one kind gesture to listen, and a friendship that nobody really thought would work.
Finally, that spark created a blast that only two people can understand with just a single glance, one smile, and one touch.
"Come closer…"
Wooyoung's whispers give a frantic explosion of passion and lust to San. Neither the two of them would think that they will end at this kind of situation where they hide from the lights towards the gates outside the university. Hand in hand, the both of them struggled to find a hiding spot where they won't be captured by the CCTV around campus.
They were laughing, looking at each other, admiring each other's physical traits. They ran as fast as they could, with all the joy that surged inside.
Rushing towards Wooyoung's apartment, the excitement affected the whole area as they were giggling and skipping at the escapade that they were entering. By the stairs, Wooyoung stopped on his steps, and stole a kiss from San, with the latter grabbing him by the waist. The younger one jumped and wrapped his legs around San's waist, and the older one supported him as he led towards the apartment door.
After putting the passcode, the two rushed in taking off their clothes, scattering each on the floor, while still stealing kisses here and there.
"San," Wooyoung whispered with a soft bite on San's ear.
"Don't," San groaned, "I'm gonna burst with just that…"
Wooyoung, as playful as ever, did it once more, and San tried to contain the agitation inside his pants. He grabbed him once more and threw him on the bed. San admired Wooyoung, as he moved forward on top of him. As San worked on marking his body, Wooyoung couldn't help but let out a moan and bit his lip with such yearning.
"San… keep going…"
He rolled Wooyoung over and licked his fingers. Once done, he inserted one then another onto Wooyoung. The latter kept on moaning and bickered that it wasn't clean enough for San to touch. Even so, San didn't pay him any attention and slapped his rear, earning a red handprint by the strength of it. He rolled his fingers inside, and Wooyoung shivered and tilted his head back in pleasure.
"You want me to continue?"
"Y-yes…San… That's so good…"
San then inserted one finger more, earning another moan from Wooyoung. He kept on playing his fingers inside him, and, by Wooyoung's crossed eyes and tongue out, it seems that San found the good spot inside him.
"T-There…Yes, right….right there, San…keep going… push it harder…"
To Wooyoung's surprise, San stopped and pulled his fingers out. He then looked at San, with such a weak and hungry look.
"W-what? W-why…San… I want that…"
"You want my fingers more than this?"
Wooyoung looked down and saw the condom-wrapped thing on San. He was overwhelmed on just how big San was, that he could not imagine how it would fit inside him.
"That's not even human sized!"
San just laughed at his remark and pushed him with a kiss.
"Don't worry," San smirked and whispered, "It's gonna fit just right in time…"
Wooyoung's consciousness regained as San said those words.
"No, it won't!"
"Just look, Jung Wooyoung," San slowly penetrated him, "Just look at it…"
As Wooyoung tried to take it in, San suddenly pushed it all in. Wooyoung then moaned loudly and slapped San's arms, earning a laugh from the latter. For San, Wooyoung looked so gorgeous and cute as he tried to contain his moans, as the walls of his apartment wasn't soundproofed.
"Shit…Wooyoung, you feel so good…"
The bed creaking over and over, simultaneously harmonizing with Wooyoung's suppressed moans, and San's dirty talk, all of these echoing around the apartment.
One round after another, until they both passed out on the fifth time because of the exhaustion.
-0-
Wooyoung woke up. He blinked and looked for his phone. The time was nine in the morning. He looked on his social media accounts, reacting to some posts. He looked and saw that there was a crumpled condom box on the bed.
Then it hit him.
He jumped on the bed and turned around.
"Oh, good morning, beautiful," San winked at him. He was wearing an apron as he fried some bacon and eggs.
Wearing only an apron.
"I'm not dreaming…" Wooyoung looked him and ran his eyes and stopped at that monster bulking on the apron.
"Well, yeah? Why? Did you regret what we did?" San asked with a hint of disappointment on his voice.
Wooyoung then stood immediately, but the pain on his lower back started to ache, making him stumble. He did realize that he was clean and has a change of clothes. San then rushed towards him, but Wooyoung chuckled.
"Damn, that monster of yours numbed me…"
San giggled, "Alright, let's get you up."
They planned on going to MATZ café to tell them about the two of them. That is, after having two more rounds, one on the bed, and one on the shower.
As they entered MATZ café, Seonghwa saw the two of them, and gasped.
"Is it really?!"
"What?" Wooyoung asked with a suppressed smile.
"No," Seonghwa shook his head, "You won't fool me. Hongjoong! Come here!"
Hongjoong came in from the back. The customers were a bit startled as Seonghwa's voice rang around the café. San and Wooyoung went towards the bar stool and shushed him so they can keep the conversation in a lie low.
"What is it?"
"Look at them, Hongjoong," Seonghwa exhaled, "Don't tell me you can't see it?"
"No seriously, I don't," Hongjoong said as he looked at the two customers in front of them.
"The after-sex glow…It's illuminating," Seonghwa whispered, and then Hongjoong's eyes widened and looked at them again.
"Oh shit…"
"So, tell me, what happened?"
San tried to start but Wooyoung interrupted him by laughing. Seonghwa got a crumpled paper and hit his head. That's when San tried to continue, but Wooyoung looked at Seonghwa, and by that one glance, Seonghwa knew.
"San," Seonghwa smiled, "It's okay. Hongjoong and I have been betting on this."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Well," Hongjoong said, as he gave five money bills to Seonghwa, "Ever since you were looking for Wooyoung that time, we already have the hint, but I was betting you were just being a concerned teacher."
Now, all of them were laughing. Wooyoung just couldn't contain his happiness, as he put his head on San's shoulder.
"You look great," Hongjoong said.
"I'm so happy to the both of you. San, please take care of Wooyoung…" Seonghwa said, this time trying to contain his tears.
-0-
It was the first time Wooyoung felt complete. A date around the park as they talked about their lives. They went around the city, watched some buskers around, ate street foods, and just had a great time together.
"Thank you…"
San stopped walking. "Why?"
"Thank you for saving me and for always being there for me. I just can't help but… I don't know, it's just…unexplainable."
San then held Wooyoung's hand.
"Thank you for giving me a chance. I know you are still trying to let go, but I hope what we have right now is making you comfortable and make you feel better."
Wooyoung then kissed him, surprising San. He didn't let go and let Wooyoung kiss him some more.
The camera shuttered, capturing the intimate moment.
"Tsk, let's see how you would like this," Yeonjun muttered to himself, as he uploaded the picture on the Freedom Wall page of the school, and hurriedly walk away.
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