Irresistible [w.s]

14

Soora sighed loudly, she had been downstairs for hours and still there was no sign of san and her brother. She was just confused and annoyed,

She felt left out as a girlfriend and as a sister.

She stomped her way up the stairs, she figured she's given the two enough time to talk about whatever was just so important. soora knocked on the bathroom door loudly, "guys? what's going on?"

Wooyoung widened his eyes, looking up at san with a terrified facial expression. San could tell—wooyoung didn't want soora to know. The older sighed before nodding, "alright" he whispered.

"soora....baby—wooyoung got into a fight with a friend and he figured i could help him" san said through the door, raising his voice a little so she'd hear him clearly. "oh gosh really? wooie are you alright?"

Wooyoung felt bad for not telling his own sister what really happened, but he just couldn't. "i'm okay, it was just really harsh"

"i'm sorry woo, wanna hang out with me and san for the rest of the day? we can drink tea and eat ramen!!" she spoke excitedly. Wooyoung and soora use to do that a lot, just spend their time gossiping while watching movies and eating noodles.

San looked at wooyoung with knitted eyebrows, searching for some type of discomfort in his face—there was none. "yeah soora that sounds great" wooyoung replied, giving san a nod.

"can you set it up for us?" san questioned through the door. "of course, i got it"

San thanked her and waited until she went downstairs to take wooyoung to his room. Wooyoung opened the door shyly, "uh it's kind of messy—"

"i don't mind, let's get clothes" san interrupted, barely giving the room a second look. Wooyoung walked over to his dresser, a towel wrapped around him. They ended up crying for a bit and didn't get the chance to get him dressed.

San sighed and stood behind the boy, waiting for him to pick out an outfit. He caught a glimpse of skirts that were shoved lazily in the side of the drawer. "quite a few skirts you got there"

"yeah...." wooyoung spoke nervously, covering them with shirts and pants after san mentioned them. "no no, don't be embarrassed. I like them, the skirts are nice" the older commented.

"thanks, i plan on getting more later on.....if i ever wear one again"

San stared with sad eyes, "you will....we got this, okay?" he said with raised eyebrows. "okay"

wooyoung grabbed shorts and a shirt, putting them on as san turned around. "i told you you don't need to turn around"

"i respect you wooyoung."

"yeah but..."

"i respect you too much to just look at you like that"

Wooyoung gulped, he opened his arms wide for the boy in front of him. San embraced him in a gentle hug, hugging his waist—giving it a small squeeze before letting go.

"san, can i wear that?" wooyoung spoke, pointing at the sweater that san had on. "your sister..."

"right. forgot sorry"

San sighed, "let's get downstairs okay?"

wooyoung nodded silently.

"i got everything ready!! i picked a movie too, your fav" soora spoke, pulling out popcorn from behind herself. She patted both empty seats that were next to her, "come sit down"

San sat on her right while wooyoung sat on her left, Wooyoung didn't really want to be split apart from the boy—but, he couldn't say a thing.

San watched as wooyoungs eyes brightened at the screen, 'mean girls' in big bold letters showing. A small smile creeped onto sans face, wooyoung looked happily at the tv, cuddled up against sooras arm.

.

"alright" soora spoke seriously as they all sat in the kitchen. San and wooyoung watched her closely as she opened the cup ramen, both having a competitive glint in their eye.

Currently, they were having contest. 'who can cook the best cup ramen'

Soora opened it with a smirk, "looks good right? your turn san" she spoke, pointing her nose up high out of confidence. "don't get too confident, you know i use to be the absolute best at cup ramen right?"

"shush, let us see it"

San looked into both siblings eyes with a smirk on his lips—his gaze lingering a bit longer on wooyoung. He opened his ramen and took an overdramatic inhale in, smelling it like a mad man.

"smells scrumptious doesn't it? yeah, sorry but you're not going to beat me" he said with a smile. Wooyoung rolled his eyes and grabbed his ramen.

"my turn"

He grabbed his chopsticks and pointed them threateningly at the two. "i'm so gonna win this, so don't be salty when i do"

"get to it" san spoke, tapping his index finger on the counter. Soora chuckled.

"whatever"

Wooyoung opened his cup, smirking upon seeing the utter shock on the couples faces. "jung wooyoung, you never miss" he said, giving himself a pat on the back.

San gave him a slight bow, "you win you win" he laughed.

San checked the time, knitting his eyebrows when seeing it. "i should probably head out guys" he sighed. Wooyoung looked at him sadly, speaking with his eyes.

"okay, call me later okay?" soora spoke, spreading her arms for a hug. San chuckled at this,

He gave her a small hug and grabbed his coat, "bye soora, bye wooyoung"

"woo walk him out for me" soora whispered as san put on his shoes. Wooyoung nodded.

"walking me out? generous"

"shush"

Wooyoung walked san out to his car, "will you be okay?" san questioned, worry laced in his tone. "mhm"

"god i wish i could stay over"

"but you can't....."

"yeah...."

They stared sadly at each other.

"thank you, san."

"of course."