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It feels so good to be taller than Wooyoung and have his arms around his shoulders, Wooyoung's around his hips, that it doesn't matter if he's losing. Though San puts up less of a fight with Wooyoung, he supposes. And in turn Wooyoung lets him in so much that it's almost an open door. So nearly what he wants that he forgets it's not, sometimes.
