The Last Time I Saw Your Stars Shine desire

a/n

at the end there’s a quick mature scene marked with a ₍ₘ₎.

skip if you’re uncomfortable.

thanks for reading :>

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san keeps glancing at the whining boy sitting on the other side of the room, signing he took out his phone opening messenger to text the only contact he has saved on his phone.

san

don’t look at me. study. now.

wooyo

I’m bored :<

looking up from his phone again wooyoung is already looking at san with his puppy eyes, asking him to do something more fun rather than studying for their upcoming final tests.

wooyo

i literally don’t know anything

san

🙁

wooyo

teach me please

before san could even text back, the younger already seated himself beside him smiling to his ears and clinging onto his arm. san smiled, he would be lying if he didn’t enjoy this. the butterflies roaming in him it all felt like the first time he fell for wooyoung.

“you can’t handle a second without me, do you?”

“if we come here together than we should study together.” he looked up and san brushed wooyoungs hair back, pulling his closer.

“what don’t you understand, woo?” he asked pulling his notebook in the middle, looking at the clueless boy who’s head is leaning on his shoulder. after a minute of not answering, san ruffled the others fluffy hair and finally the younger looked up at him with an upset pout on his lips.

“i’m just stupid.” he avoided san’s eye contact who was confused.

“what? don’t say that. i’ll explain if you don’t understand.” san said rubbing his back but wooyoung keeps sulking. he grabs the youngers chin making him finally look him into the eyes.

“we’re here to study together anyway.” finally wooyoung smiled a little after what san said, referring to the situation before.

“come on. the faster we’re done here, we go somewhere else.” he kissed the slightly smaller boy’s forehead, hoping he would finally engage.

“okay, let’s do this.”

after an hour of explaining the both of them individually started learning, wooyoung even moved a seat away from him to not get distracted. looking at the younger studying hard, san felt proud of him but as it happens he feels guilt.

“doesn’t make all this just make us fall for each other even more?”

–

walking home, holding hands like the first time lovers that they are and swinging their arms back and fort, yet san knew that this wouldn’t last long.

“you said we’d go somewhere.” wooyoung stopped their tracks looking at san.

“where do you wanna go?”

“uhm…” wooyoung had something in mind where he wanted to make a quick visit at yet he wasn’t sure if san would want to go too.

san tilted his head, asking again but with a light hum.

“can we stop by at my parents house?” san looked at him with wide eyes yet he agreed since it was wooyoungs wish.

“i know my parents aren’t home and i just wanna get some things.”

“sure, lets go.” san smiled at him who was also happy, leading the way to the house.

“i haven’t been here in a while.” wooyoung said entering the passcode, opening the door. the loneliness in the room is still there. probably since wooyoung was mostly alone in there.

“do you guys have cameras? cuz i don’t wanna get in trouble for breaking into someones home.” san asked suspiciously looking around the big house.

wooyoung laughed at san panicking. “only outside.”

going into wooyoungs room, he immediately takes the biggest bag he owns. luckily his room was left untouched so he was able to find everything right where he last put them. packing clothes and other essentials he can find. san who was peacefully sitting on the bed watched the younger open a drawer where a safe was placed inside.

“damn i really wonder what a rich teenager hides in such a safe.” san said while the other opened the safe.

wooyoung who opened the safe was shocked to see what’s inside. taking out multiple wads of cash. looking at san, he had his eyes wide open as well.

“san, i didn’t put this here.” his head turned to the large amount of cash in his hands.

“so what do we do with it?”

“lets keep it in there. I don’t wanna get in trouble for stealing money. as if we could not already getting into trouble for getting in here.” carefully laying the money back inside while both laughed, wooyoung came across a little note with an handwriting he was able to identify as someone he didn’t want to think about.

wooyoungie, in case you come to take a few of your things, i put some cash in here for you to take. i’m sorry son but there’s nothing else i can do. you know how your father is.

take care and i love you.

reading it for himself he could feel nothing but anger. “why does she care now?” putting back the note he took out the box that was in the safe, putting it into the bag and closing it signaling that he had everything that he needed. he didn’t take the money his mother put in there, he didn’t need her pity.

“when are your parents coming home?” san asked who was now laying on the bed, tired from all the studying.

“probably two or three months.” he answered walking towards the bed, sitting on it since there was clearly enough time yet wooyoung didn’t want to spend any more minute in this house.

“do you wanna go home?” san asked sitting up. nodding in agreement, wooyoung took a last look around his room remembering all the lonely nights he spent here, happy he was able to find someone who accompanied him during those lonely nights.

going back to his new home he can finally calm down. he didn’t tell san about the note, it wasn’t a big deal anyways. wooyoung drops the bag on the floor walking to the bed, laying down he stares at the ceiling thinking about the money and the note.

“does she even miss me? of course she doesn’t. they left me all by myself since i was a child.”

his thought were interrupted by someone’s body laying beside him, staring at his side profile.

“what are you thinking about?” san asked playing with the sides of wooyoungs hair.

“i don’t know. going back to the house made me remember things that i wished i’ve forgotten.” he turned to san, looking at his shining stars that were lightly covered by the dark hair strands more than ever he was now falling for them losing himself more and more.

before he allows himself to fall even more stood up walking to his bag while san already misses wooyoung laying beside him. zipping up the bag wooyoung takes out the box he previously had in his safe. smiling he returned to san sitting beside him, excited to give him the little gift he has.

“what is in there?”

“its something for you.” wooyoung answered smiling and looking at san who was shocked to hear that wooyoung has a gift for him.

“why? what did i do?” wooyoung laughed at san’s behavior.

“it’s not that special.” san was still confused. opening the box there were envelopes with numbers from one to fifty seven all handwritten. he tilted his head trying to figure out what could possible be in the envelopes.

“its kind of embarrassing but there were a lot of times i felt like nothing made sense anymore and every time i wrote a letter to that person that made me feel better or someone i wished i could’ve talk to. every letter, i wrote about you and i wanna give them to you.”

san feels his eyes water he didn’t expect something like this. he knew wooyoung was looking at him now but san kept looking the many letters inside the box.

“every time you feel upset you can take one and read it. it makes you feel like you’re talking to me even when i’m not here.” wooyoung wiped the falling tear of san’s face away, feeling good that he could finally give them to him.

“this is very special, woo. thank you.” tho san didn’t say much wooyoung knew how grateful he was.

– ₍ₘ₎

his hand travelled to san’s cheek running over his perfectly high cheek bones while san stared at his eyes which slowly wandered down to wooyoungs parted lips. wooyoung brought his thumb down, running over the soft perfectly shaped lips. at the same time they leaned in, their lips meeting each other in the middle. wooyoungs hands holding the others face then playing with the back of san’s hair, allowing the kiss to get deeper.

getting the intentions san hovers on top of the younger his hands roaming around his waist. his head traveling to the crook of wooyoungs neck, his lips meeting the warm soft skin. moving his head for better access wooyoung feels the desire growing in him letting out whimpers san works on pleasuring him. san’s hands met wooyoungs bare skin under his shirt, pulling it off just like wooyoung does seconds after.

san starts kissing his lips again as he slowly takes off every other piece of clothing. wooyoungs hands found themselves in san’s dark hair again gripping on them every time san’s fingertips run over his skin.

lost in the moment, san stopped his actions for a moment taking a second to admire wooyoungs perfect body to san almost like a fragile vase he was scared to break. he looks up at wooyoung hoping he can see all his stars shine brightly for him. brushing his hair strands off his face, cupping on side of his face with his hand,

“feel my love, baby.”