Wooyoung sat on the couch laying down on San's lap trying to take his mind off San's shoulder. His shoulder didn't hurt at all, something that he never would have expected for some time. San looked down at Wooyoung, wondering if he should have told him about the side effects that he may experience.
It was a curse (?) So to speak, and Wooyoung needed a decent amount of time to recover. He would also probably experience tiredness and possibly dizziness. Mostly feeling sleepy though. "You're probably going to experience some side effects," San said, out loud, making Wooyoung look up at him. "From our kiss?" Wooyoung asked, knowing full well the only side effect he was having was a craving for more and random sudden thoughts about kissing San till they were both a mess.
And other than finding out something that would make San's shoulder stop hurting, he really didn't mind anything. "From your shoulder," San said, not sure if those were the right words. He did not want to be reminded of their kiss when they were in a room full of people and he couldn't get Wooyoung alone without a good excuse. "Oh," Wooyoung said, shrugging. "I'd love to take it back," Wooyoung said, making San smile. "It must have not hurt that much then," San asked, seeing a small pout form on Wooyoung's lips. "It hurt like hell," Wooyoung said, making San laugh. "Because it was from Hell," San said, growing apologetic. Wooyoung touched his shoulder, San taking his hand and kissing it.
"Classic," Wooyoung said with a smile, having a feeling this was San's way of apologizing. San smiled, Wooyoung pulling San's hand back towards him. Wooyoung kissed San's hand back, San pulling his hand away with a pout. Wooyoung sent San an air kiss, going back to his phone to get his mind off San's shoulder. There had to be a solution.
Yeosang and Yeonjun were wondering how to spice things up, thinking that maybe everyone could do it by themselves. It was still raining, less heavily of course but still raining. They were the quietest they ever were during lunch, still listening to their respected playlists. Then after lunch everyone chose to have a dance off, sitting in front of the home theater screen turned into a display for the dancing competition.
Yunho and Mingi were first, both of them fully focused and 100% dedicated to the girl group song that they had gotten, dancing like their life depended on it. San looked at Wooyoung who was lying down on his lap half asleep having been on his phone before the dance competition from time to time. It was fascinating how humans enjoyed watching short clips so much. San loved it though, being able to stare shamelessly at Wooyoung. He memorized every little expression. The way Wooyoung's smile would tug at the edges when he saw something funny but didn't want to laugh. The way his smile would turn into a grin right before he laughed. The way he would have a miniature pout on his lips when he saw something interesting. And the way his lips would try so hard to stay in a line when he looked up at him. His eyes gave away how he felt, San being able to see the happiness in them.
San liked everything about him.
"YUNHOOOO!! MINGI!!" Yeonjun shouted, hugging the duo for their completed dance, as Mingi hugged Yunho too. "That was way too fun," Yunho said, half out of breath, accepting both their hugs. "We hadn't danced in a while," Mingi said, making Yunho laugh. Ever since they started working for their company and the AMJ project they had less and less time for their favorite hobby. Everyone waited for Yunho and Mingi's scores, Yunho and Mingi jumping up and down when they received an almost perfect score.
"99 is great," Mingi said, happy with their score. "I need some water," Yunho said, equally happy. Seonghwa got up, handing them both a glass. "After fifteen whole minutes I would too," Yeonjun said, walking over to the bucket that they had created with all their names in it. Yeosang got flashbacks to the amusement park where they also picked names and decided who he had to kiss, Yeonjun brining the bucket to him. Yeosang took a breath as he chose he would be having a dance off with.
