Wooyoung and San skipped the coffee shop, having gotten a phone call from Yeonjun asking them to come asap since he wanted food asap. Wooyoung had lost track of time, not knowing it was almost sunset. What had they done all day that time flew? "It's okay, we can go tomorrow," San said, not feeling sad at all. They could get more alone time without getting coffee. Wooyoung didn't seem convinced, San leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"All I need is you," San said, typing in the address on Wooyoung's phone. Wooyoung smiled, turning on the car. "Where did San learn how to flirt?" Wooyoung wondered, ruling out the thought. San didn't really flirt, making Wooyoung stare at him. He was serious.
The radio turned on by itself, a scratchy voice filling the car. "I want him dead," The voice said, Wooyoung looking at San who didn't seem to hear it. "He's going to die." An eerie laugh filled the car as Wooyoung kept his eyes on the smiling San. Wooyoung stayed calm, turning the radio off, turning it on instead turning the volume down pretending like he had intended for that.
A San look alike, an biased demon box, a creepy figure that was stalking them, a freshly charred side of the store and Wooyoung had a feeling that Minjun might know what was going on. But so did Hongjoong if he wanted to talk to him about it.
San looked out the window, seeing a white cloud turn gray. "Oh it's going to rain soon," San said, forgetting to tell Wooyoung. It would be a drizzle. Or a storm San didn't know yet. All he knew was that his mom told him a story. "Wait what, how? I don't see any rain clouds," Wooyoung said, leaning in to look at the clouds. Did love finally blind him?
San hesitated telling Wooyoung the story since there was no real easy way of saying it. "I'll tell you later, just trust me," San said, Wooyoung looking at him. Less than a minute later, the once white clouds turned gray, the once gorgeous blue sky was now filled with them. Gray storm clouds.
"I trust you," Wooyoung said, his mouth falling a little open. He felt like he was dreaming seeing the rain drops fall onto the windshield. He pinched himself San smiling and blushing a little bit. Maybe he'd wipe the town off the map afterall. But with a flood. Yeonjun wouldn't be too happy about losing his vacation home, but he'd make Hongjoong pay for a copy to be built elsewhere. And by that he meant was going to build it and pretend like he didn't.
Wooyoung only nodded, backing out of their parking space. He let a few minutes tick by, keeping his eyes on the mostly empty road. "It's later now," Wooyoung said, wanting to know what the rain was about. He thought Goblin's controlled the weather, not demons, so this was new. San smiled, biting his lip shyly. He should tell him.
The rain started to fall lightly, San practicing what he was going to say in his head. "It's a weather phenomenon," San began, backing out of the explanation since he got shy again. "Mmm," Wooyoung hummed, smiling. Thunder rumbled, encouraging San to tell Wooyoung before they did. San held the bridge of his nose, letting go to run a hand through his hair. Could the stupid heavens at least give him a moment?
The rain started to pour, catching Wooyoung's attention, almost flooding the street they were on. San rolled down his window, looking up at the sky. He sort of glared at it, the rain dying a bit only for it to get worse. "Alright calm down. I'll tell him," San thought, regretting it as lightning almost hit their car. "Don't! Don't calm down," San thought, making Wooyoung smile. "I'll tell him," San thought, clearing his throat. There was a gust of wind that passed by, picking up some leaves off their branches. The leaves danced in the wind, Wooyoung noticing how they spelled something almost immediately.
"It's my fault?" Wooyoung read, laughing as he looked at San who nodded with a blush. Why was it so hard for San to tell Wooyoung? "Because it doubles as a confession," Wooyoung thought. He grew curious, his excited smile turning more calm. He turned on his blinkers, knowing he couldn't really drive in this weather, since his windshield wipers couldn't clear his view fast enough. Wooyoung took San's hand in his again, giving him all of his attention.
