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San was pouting again.
Wooyoung had just wanted to rest, it had been a long day after all, when San had come into his room and collapsed onto him.
“Wooyoung-ie. You don’t like me anymore…” San snuggled into Wooyoung’s chest, his arm tightening around his waist.
“Why are you pouting again? I didn’t do anything!”
San groaned and turned his head away from Wooyoung.
“You don’t hug me anymore, you always hug Yunho…”
San looked up at Wooyoung with these big puppy eyes. He almost looked like he had been crying.
“And you don’t even kiss me anymore…”
“I kiss you all the time!” Wooyoung protested. “You’re being so dramatic.”
“I’m not being dramatic. I love you.”
Wooyoung’s heart gave a little leap. San did this all the time, but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t still have an effect on him.
“Why don’t you love me?” San whined.
Wooyoung saw a chance to tease him further, and suppressed a smirk as he replied.
“I’ll turn on live. I wonder what Atiny will think of the Grand Duke of the North being so cute.”
San made a disgruntled noise and turned around.
“You don’t even take me seriously any more..”
Wooyoung quietly withdrew his phone and slowly opened Instagram. He smiled down at San as he began the live.
“You don’t care about me…”
Wooyoung snorted.
“It’s not funny. I love you, and you don’t even care.”
Wooyoung started. He wasn’t expecting San to say that so quickly. But…he couldn’t very well stop recording. This was too fun.
San turned around quickly, and for a moment Wooyoung thought he had realized that he was recording, but he just snuggled back up into his neck.
“You’re so mean.”
Wooyoung faked a gasp.
“I’m not mean!”
“You are. Wooyoung is so very mean. He doesn’t give me kisses anymore…”
“I do!”
San whined.
“Not in front of Atiny! You don’t kiss me when it matters…I think you just kiss me to make me stop bugging you.”
San’s grip on Wooyoung’s waist tightened. His other hand glided down his back until-
“Ow! You just pinched me!”
“You’re being mean. You deserve it.”
Wooyoung tried not to panic. He knew where this sort of thing ended up, and he tried to turn the live off before something happened.
San smacked the phone out of his hand.
“Even now you won’t pay attention to me! You’re just playing with your phone!
What’s so important on there that you won’t listen?”
San lunged over to make a wild grab at the discarded phone. Wooyoung grabbed it and held it outside of San’s reach.
“There’s nothing on my phone! Ach!”
San pushed Wooyoung down and grabbed the phone.
“Wooyoung.”
“What? I thought fans would like this. It’s real, real.”
San sat up on his knees.
“Turn it off. Now.”
Wooyoung pouted. “San….”
San raised his eyebrow, and Wooyoung sighed dramatically and turned off the live.
“You’re no fun.”
San smirked.
“Am I?”
Wooyoung giggled. “Wooyoungie, you don’t love me anymore, you don’t kiss me anymore-“
San smacked him on the butt.
“Ach! That hurt!”
San stuck his tongue out. “Bleh.”
Wooyoung tickled underneath his chin. “Cute~”
“I’m not cute.”
Wooyoung wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him over himself. “You’re cute.”
“Not cute.” San threw his leg over the other side of Wooyoung. Both hands were on either side of Wooyoung’s head. He nuzzled his nose against Wooyoung’s.
Wooyoung gave him a little kiss on the lips. “My cute little dumpling.”
San pouted. “You’re only placating me.”
“I’m not placating you!”
“You’re only saying that so I leave you alone. You don’t love me.”
Wooyoung sighed. “You’re so annoying. What can I do to convince you I love you?”
San looked off into the distance, furrowing his brow. He then smirked. “Well-“
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Fine.”
San pumped his fist. “Yes!”
“You’re so corny.”
“Nuh-uh. I’m gonna go shower first, okay?”
Wooyoung cried out. “You didn’t shower before getting in my bed?! Ah, seriously..”
San giggled and went into the bathroom and started singing. He always sang in the shower when he was happy.
Wooyoung turned over in his bed, smiling. Sometimes it pays to be annoying.