stepbrothers//woosan ff

32.

Wooyoung's pov

"I love you too"

San said that, he said he loves me. He loves me?

It was 1 at midnight, everyone was probably sleeping but I can't even blink without thinking of those words. When he had said that, I wanted to turn around and look at him, look at his eyes and feel the words through them but for some reason San didn't let me move.

His hug got tighter, as if he didn't want me to look at him. Did he say it by mistake? Was he embarrassed after saying that?

I tried to peak up to look whether San was awake or asleep. But due to it being dark I couldn't actually tell.

This literally needs to be changed, lately all I'm thinking about is San. He never leaves my mind. About that even I had confessed my feelings, I've acknowledged it. I like him. I like being with him, I'd like to spend more time with him, feeling the warmth. I like San.

I smiled at the thought, I'll make sure to ask him what he feels.

Smiling I closed my eyes, breathing easy as I slept.

~

"So we still have dance practice today?" I asked Yunho for the information as we sat for our first class and Yunho nodded his head. "I told you, today if you want you can stay back and practice but you can just leave too." He shrugged making me frown. He should have said that yesterday.

I rolled my eyes.

"I won't stay though, I have a date with Mingi" he gushed, giggling. I gave him a look before taking out my phone as it vibrated. The teacher wasn't here yet so I can use it.

There was a message from San, I turned to look at him but he was looking at his mobile so I quickly opened it checking his message.

San😐:

Heard you're free
tonight.

Young💢:

Who told you?

San😐:

Mingi, told me
about Yunho so
I figured you'll be free
as well.

Young 💢:

Yes I guess I am.

San😐:

Guess? Wdym?

Young 💢:

I can stay if I
want to.
But why are you asking.

San😐:

Ok so cancel it.
We have a date tonight.

I quickly looked at him after reading the message. He was already staring at me as he flashed a smile. Before I can reply anything the teacher entered.

As he explained in the class, my mind still wandered around our text conversations.

We have a date? A real date? But we didn't even plan anything.

For some reason, I just waited for the school to get over as fast as possible.

But instead it was totally opposite, every minute passed slowly making it feel like an hour.