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โsan,โ wooyoung whines into san's neck. โi'm dizzy.โ
โi know,โ san says patiently, as he hoists the boy up higher on his back. โwho told you it's okay to get drunk tonight?โ
it's pretty funny how he can feel the way wooyoung pouts into his nape.
โno one,โ wooyoung answers sulkily.
san hums and resumes his walk. it's not far, really. but with a big baby on his back, the journey can get a little difficult sometimes. and yet, he doesn't hate every minutes of it.
โi love you!โ wooyoung announces suddenly. โi genuinely think we should date or something.โ
san giggles. โare you okay, wooyoung-ah?โ
โyes,โ wooyoung nods. he sounds so proud that san's heart swells with pride. โi'm dizzy and in my dizziness, i think i found out that i really, really love you.โ
san snorts.
โi'm serious.โ
โoh, baby,โ san sighs fondly. โi know you are serious.โ
โbut you snorted!โ
โthat,โ san clears his throat, โis because we are dating already.โ
there's pause, and san thinks wooyoung's already fall asleep. but boy, the drunk baby's merely using the silence to nuzzle into his neck even deeper.
โreally?โ
san nods. โyep, really.โ
โwow.โ
โwhy?โ
โwow i'm dating you.โ
โuh-uh.โ
it's getting ridiculous, but he always love to entertain a drunk wooyoung. because drunk wooyoung gets so soft and adorable. and he can dote on him fully this way. but then again, he always love every bits of wooyoung.
โwow, you're dating me.โ
โcorrect.โ
giggling into his neck, wooyoung mumbles sleepily. โso, when are we gonna get married?โ
the question, pulls a string within his heart. he thinks about the small velvety box he hides just beneath the drawer. a small ring hidden inside, waiting to get opened when he already gathered his courage later. not today, maybe. but soon.
โwooyoung-ah,โ san sighs finally, โi think i'm dizzy.โ
๐ ๐ก๐๐ช๐จ๐, 12.34 pm.