Players

• Forty Three •

Wooseok woke up alone in the bed. He rolled over, trying to hide the sun from his eyes. The blanket was thrown over him, keeping him somewhat warm. He sighed, opening his eyes finally. The room was bright, hurting his eyes. He squinted, looking around the room. There was no sign of Yuto. he furrowed his brows, sitting up.

He rubbed at his face, trying to remember what had happened last night. When did, he let out a sigh. A smile formed on his face, before it slowly fell. He remembered how the other didn't want him to say what he had been trying to tell him. He pushed the thought away, knowing it probably had nothing to do with them.

He got up, getting dressed in the last pair of clothes he had. He walked out of the room, knocking on Hyojong's door. He answered, clearly still half asleep. "Wooseok?" he smiled slightly.

"Can i talk to you?" he furrowed his brows, waking up more. He knew that Wooseok rarely wanted to talk. He nodded, opening the door for him more. "Where's Hui?" Hyojong shrugged.

"Went out with Yuto and Ggu." Wooseok's brows furrowed.

"When?" he shrugged, falling on the bed. He patted the spot next to him, letting Wooseok sit with him.

"What's wrong?" he shook his head, seeing Hyojong roll his eyes. "Let me call Yanan." he furrowed his brows.

"What's Yanan going to do?" he shrugged.

"He seems to be the only one who could get you to talk." Wooseok laughed, grabbing his phone.

"It's just..." he sighed, looking up at him. "What did Hwi do when you first told him you loved him?" the blonde boy laughed.

"He cried." Wooseok chuckled.

"Cried?" he nodded.

"Full on tears. He hugged me and thanked me." Wooseok smiled sadly. "Why? Are you going to tell Yuto?" he sighed. He thought about last night, and how the words were right on his tongue but the other told him not to.

"I don't know..." Hyojong furrowed his brows.

"Or you already have...?" Wooseok looked up at him, his answer written on his face. "What did he do? Did you break up!?" Wooseok laughed, shaking his head. He sat him down, trying to calm him down.

"No, we didn't break up. God, don't say that." he sighed, visibly relaxing. "It's just..." he sighed again. "Last night...we watched tv and-" hyojong cut him off.

"All you guys ever do is watch movies together, don't you do anything exciting?" Wooseok rolled his eyes, pushing his shoulder.

"Shut up, I love watching tv with him." Hyojong scoffed.

"I'm sure you'd love doing other things with him." Wooseok blushes, flipping him off.

"Anyways," they both laughed softly. "After the show...i was going to say it, but he didn't let me. He just said 'don't'. And now i'm confused, because i feel like he doesn't feel the same way." Hyojong frowned, wishing he could give his giant of a friend an answer.

"I'm sorry Wooseok, i don't know what to say. Maybe you should talk to him about it. Maybe...maybe he wasn't in the mood to hear it. I'm sure it doesn't mean anything." Wooseok sighed, nodding his head.

"Maybe." Hyojong pulled him into a hug, rubbing his back. "Thanks Hyo." he laughed.

"No problem. Want to watch something while they get back?" he nodded, the two laying on the bed together. Wooseok remembered all the times they would do this while growing up. He missed it.