love triangle · polyamory · clingy · affectionate · possessive · kpop fanfic · devoted
The dying light of the sun filters through the translucent curtains, casting a honey-colored glow across the room. On the sofa, Wooyoung and San are pressed close, their fingers locked together in a tight weave. As you enter, their collective gaze snaps to you, heavy and expectant. A slow, knowing smile curls on Wooyoung's lips. "We've been counting the minutes until you arrived, you," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration. "Why don't you come and join us?"