𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎. 𝖶𝖮𝖮𝖲𝖠𝖭

~ number thirty two ~

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In the end, Wooyoung did in fact go to jail for murder, but luckily Wooyoung's sister, Yunho, Mingi, Seonghwa, Yeosang and San all bailed him out with lots of convincing.

Once again all the fears and worries washed away again. Everyone was happy, especially Wooyoung and San. They thought it was by destiny that they met, that they saved each other. Wooyoung needed San. San needed Wooyoung.

Today it was San's birthday, Wooyoung had been gone somewhere while San waited in the apartment for him to come back. He had been watching the news, but nothing interesting was happening around the area. He decided then to turn off the tv and just sit there patiently.

As if that would happen. The boredom had been eating him whole. "Wooyoung, come home pleaseeee." He said, even though Wooyoung wasn't there he tried to talk to him, as crazy as it sounds it's true, he started a conversation with him.

"So how's your day going Wooyoung? Ah good because I'm in it right? Oh! You are excited for something? Can i know? No? Oh okay! I guess I'll have to wait and see then!" Laughed San, staring at the blank wall that had a window on it so he could see out, right now, all he could do was watch the kids play outside.

They were playing tag together and it reminded San of all the old times that he had played with his friends like that. Now he couldn't even name any of his old friends, all he could think was that he had better friends now, that he loved with his whole heart. That was all that mattered now, it was just them, it was just him. Together.

San heard a jingle of keys outside the door and then a smile appeared on his face as he knew it was the person he was waiting to see, Wooyoung. The door then opened and the said boy walked in with something in a box and what San had noticed was that there were holes in it.

"What's that?!" He screamed, hearing noises coming out of the box now, frightening him but Wooyoung stood there laughing. "Don't worry, come over here and we'll open it!" Wooyoung smiled, pulling his boyfriend by the hand over to the carpet and sitting down on it, San followed and sat cross legged beside him.

"Hurry! I wanna know what this is!" Wooyoung opened the box and little barks could be heard, a head popped out of the box and it was a dog! A dog, oh, how much San always wanted a dog and luckily — and somehow — his apartment block allowed pets! This was a dream come true.

The best thing was that the dog looked like Shiber. A lot actually and that made it a whole lot better; well apart from that it was from Wooyoung of course. San screamed in happiness this time and pulled the puppy out of the box. "Happy Birthday San." Wooyoung said, petting the puppy and then running his hands through San's hair.

But San was too busy playing with his new puppy to even hear what he had said. "It.. He?... She?—" , "He!" San chuckled. "He looks like Shiber! Aw!" San held the puppy in the air and it pushed it's head forward and licked San's face with it's rough tongue.

"Thank you so much! I love it, i love it, i love it!" San excitedly squealed pulling Wooyoung over into a hug, the puppy barking happily in the middle of them. San was so ecstatic that his life had went so great, he had the best boyfriend, the best of friends, love and he had everything he could've ever wanted.

"Is everyone else coming to celebrate? I bought a cake." Wooyoung asked San, pulling away from the hug. San nodded with a smile and checked his watch. "In five minutes, actually." He said, holding up five fingers and wiggling them.

It had finally been five minutes and everyone busted into the room shouting 'happy birthday!' With a load of presents stuffed in their arms. San's jaw dropped at the amount of presents. He didn't need this many, the real present was their friendship and yeah, it sounds cheesy, but it was true. All San wanted for his birthday was Wooyoung and his friends.

They all sat down on the couches and on the floor, giving San the presents they bought. Then Yeosang suddenly squealed like a girl. "Is that a puppy?!" He said, grabbing it gently from San's hold. "He looks like Shiber!" Yunho commented, smiling widely at the resemblance.

"His name is Sherbet, it's Shiber and Sherbet."

They all laughed and giggled and had a good time celebrating San's birthday. They ate cake, played with Sherbet and had fun. It had turned ten pm and everyone left as they were exhausted from the partying.

"That was so fun." Wooyoung said, watching San finish lighting the fire that was in the living room. He walked over the the couch and plopped down beside Wooyoung, patting his lap, waiting for Sherbert to lay down on it. He had also clutched Shiber in his hand and that's when Wooyoung knew he'd slip into little space any minute and of course: he didn't mind.

After a couple of minutes of sitting around San had finally spoken. "I wuv chu and twankie for finding my lost pwushie the first day we met!" He said quietly and softly, setting his head on Wooyoung's shoulder and petting the sleeping dog.

"I'm thankful i did too, i love you."

They both then fell asleep, together. The warm fire radiating onto their bodies as they slept peacefully in each others arms.

It all started when San lost his plushie and it ended with San nearly losing Wooyoung...

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A/N: guys!!! thank you so much for reading my story, it means so much to me. I really enjoyed writing this story and reading all the comments. I'm really sad that it has too end but i hope you enjoyed it!
Again, thank you!