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Before San sat his group members that he held closely to his heart. They peered at him with curious eyes, wondering what he brought them all together for. He cleared his throat and the familiar anxious feeling dug it’s claws into his stomach again, the way it had many times before whenever he imagined doing what he was about to do.
The members waited for him to speak for what felt like forever. Every time they thought he was about to start he closed his eyes tight again and gulped, letting them know that he was nervous. Hongjoong glanced at Seonghwa and raised his eyebrows, hoping the other might have an idea as to what was going on. Seonghwa shrugged.
San opened his eyes and his gaze cautiously met that of Wooyoung’s. Wooyoung smiled softly at him, trying to let him know that it was okay. But it wasn’t, and San knew that. When Wooyoung hears what he has to say he will never look at San the same again. Their relationship will be ruined. But San knows he can’t hide the truth for much longer.
Finally, San inhaled and looks around at everyone in front of him. They looked back, waiting, hoping that this time he’ll actually say it. San opened his mouth and ignored the feeling in his gut yelling at him to give up, to tell them he changed his mind and to forget about it. He takes a leap of faith and says,
“I used to have this webkinz that I used to pour milk on and suck the milk back out of it and it was sopping wet all the time.”
They stared at him in shock, everyone’s mouth wide open and unable to speak. He continued,
“I used to slam it against walls and it would make a loud thud. That is all.” As soon as the words left his mouth he quickly turned around and speed-walked into his room.
The room was dead silent for a long, long time. Finally, Mingi inhaled and said,
“Wow, ok. So... fucking, what? Huh?” The others looked at him with shared expressions of confusion. The silence returned for a bit before Wooyoung suddenly broke it.
“You know what,” he started, “I think that’s the hottest thing he’s ever said.” After saying this, Wooyoung got up and made a beeline for San’s room. The rest were absolutely fucking dumbfounded.
When Wooyoung made it to San’s door, he slammed it open and made intense eye contact with the other. They stared at each other for a few moments, their breath getting heavier with every second. Finally, Wooyoung couldn’t stand waiting and quickly approached San, grabbing his face and connecting their lips.
After a long and intense make out session, the two laid on San’s bed, breath still heavy. Wooyoung turned his head to the other and said,
“Dude, that webkinz milk shit was actually the hottest thing you’ve ever said.” San smiled and giggled softly. This was definitely not the reaction he had expected. You see, it’s not easy being a webkinz milk sucker in this day and age, and his heart fills with warmth knowing that he has at least one person on his side.
The end.