That next morning Wooyoung woke up with a major headache. Yep he had drunk himself to sleep last night and now he had a hangover.

Good job Wooyoung good job.

As he forced himself to a sitting position he thought of how he treated his cutie last night.

Way to go doofuse.

"How could I talk to him like that? He probly hate's me now. No I will make him love me! Wooyoung FIGHTING!"

He thought in his mind then stood up, ignoring the pain his head carried and walked straight to the bathroom.

He let the water run over his sore  tired body. He just stood there. Unmoving. Replaying what he said to his cutie over and over in his mind. ( For some one hungover he sure does have a good memory right?")

He sunk to the ground and cried. Something he hasnt done in over 3 years.

With Junho in france

Today was the day. The day that Junho was waiting for. It was the last cook off for young aspiring chef's like Junho. The grandprize was to become the perminat chef in in staye you pick in in country or city you pick at that's state's newest resturant. Good thing for Junho if he won he would pick Korea because Korea opens 3 new resyurants every year. As he was cooking he couldnt help but think about Wooyoung

Woobear I love you

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Wooyoung had got out the shower and was now dressed drinking his daily cup of coffee.

He was almost finished when his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello is this Wooyoung?"

"Yes who is this?"

"Hi im Chansung, Junho's cousion. I just wanted to tell you that I saw how you were giving me a death glare yesterday and wanted to say that im not dating him, that would be creepy plus he's not my type. I like xiah Junsu now his is big!"

"Oh t-thank you Chansung umm.."

"Your older than me."

"Ok thank you Chansung-ah."

"Your welcom now if you'll excuse me I have to go dream about Xiah Junsu. Bye Hyung!"

"Bye."

That struck something in Wooyoung. He sprinted over to Junho's house and bangged on the door.

"JUNHO...CUTIE IM SO SORRY! I DIDNT MEAN TO YELL AT YOU I WAS JUST MAD IM SORRY."

No answer.

"JUNHO BABY PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR! IM SORRY FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART I SWEAR IM SORRY PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!"

Still no answer.

"JUNHO PLEASE, PLEASE!"

To bad he didnt know that Junho was in france.

5

5 hours

5 hours straight

5 hours straight he begged and begged but never got an answer.

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