Fics like ten to one

When he went outside of the tent to grab their firewood, a fat raindrop fell from the sky, splatting onto Wooyoung’s nose. The petulant I told you so sat on the tip of his tongue, but he just scoffed and loaded up the stove. Rain was sure to make it miserably wet and cold, and dealing with wet socks and hair while he was already trying to suffocate his emotions sounded just dandy. “Oh, it’s raining!” Wooyoung looked up from the smoldering tinder to San standing next to him, eyes lit up. A dry laugh puffed past his lips. “Now tell me why you sound happy about it.” San’s mouth opened in a soft moue of surprise before it shifted to one that looked shy. “I mean, it’s kind of atmospheric, isn’t it?” Romantic, Wooyoung thought instantaneously. Christ, help him. -- Wooyoung, left on a camping trip gone awry, ends up spending the weekend alone in the woods with the object of his one-sided affections. Surely, he'll be able to keep himself in check.

Fics like ten to one

You may also like