𝑰'𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕
'𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏
𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔
𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆
-𝓕𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓼𝓬𝓪
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"Hey Woo what do you think of this outfit?"
"Oh my God! Hyung can't you see it doesn't fit you at all. Like the clothes are really pretty but I'm sure it would look WAY better on Yeosang or San."
The older left the room, with his head down but Wooyoung didn't miss the hurt look in his eyes. Wooyoung sighed as he felt his heart ached.
"I'm so sorry Hwa."
He mumbled as he went back to what he was doing.
~Time Skip~
Wooyoung sighed as he rubbed his face furiously. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm himself down.
The young male had been trying to work but a certain silver haired boy was on his mind, preventing him to concentrate.
He stood up and took out a pair of sweatpants along with a hoodie and quickly changed into it before leaving his room. He went downstairs where he saw San in the living room, cuddling with Yeosang. He couldn't help but smile. He knew how both boys were in love with each other but was too afraid to confess and seeing them this close made him happy.
"Hey guys. I'm going to the studio for a few hours."
He told them before making his way out.
Wooyoung decided to walk there since he wanted to clear his mind for a bit but there was only one person that he couldn't seem to forget.
He arrived at the studio and immediately made his way in the practice room. He went inside, connected his phone to the speaker and started dancing.
It always helped him clear his mind and forget about his problems but right now it made him more frustrated.
He couldn't get his steps right, with Seonghwa being the only thing in his mind.
Wooyoung dropped on the floor 20 minutes later, panting. He stood up, grabbing a bottle of water and drank a bit. He took off his hoodie leaving him shirtless, since he was lazy to put a shirt on earlier, and went back to practice.
He was so engrossed in his moves that he didn't hear the door open and someone walked in. After practicing the last song, he finally realised the other figure in the room and couldn't help but feel flustered.
Wooyoung quickly shook off the flustered look and replaced it to an annoyed one.
"What are you doing here?"
"Practice."
That was a stupid question and Wooyoung knew it. He scoffed as he put on his hoodie before grabbing his phone.
He was about to leave when a hand wrapped around his wrist, stopping him from taking another step. He turned around, still maintaining the annoyed look on his face but the look the older gave him made him weak. He took a deep breath trying to control his emotions.
"Woo?"
"What?"
"Why do you hate me?"
Wooyoung was taken aback by the sudden question. He was about to speak when the older opened his mouth again.
