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Twenty Nine - Regrets

Wooyoung

By the time he'd gotten back home, it was already dark. He'd spent the whole day outside trying to figure out ways he could help San. Unfortunately, nothing seemed to work. He tried visiting news stations, and like he'd expected they'd refused to publish articles without clear evidence. Because apparently they didn't want to "ruin their image". Wooyoung couldn't even visit the scene of the crime because one, he had no idea where it was, and two even if he did he would most likely be arrested on the spot for messing with a murder scene.

So the best place he could go now was back to his apartment, at least there he could come up with a reasonable plan. Wooyoung took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket before he threw it onto the door hanger. He quickly jumped on the coach and practically slamed his head into the pillows. Bad idea. The moment his face hit the pillow, a sharp pain flowed through his body. "Ahh!" He quickly got up and sat upright. "God San.. you really didn't have to hit me that hard." Wooyoung kissed his teeth, he grabbed the medical kit from underneath his coffee table, that was located infront of him, and proceeded to apply ointment on his wounds.

San really can pack a punch, and damn did it hurt like hell. Nevertheless, Wooyoung still liked him even after all of that.

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San

After the whole fight he'd had with Wooyoung, Seonghwa had decided to put San into solitary confinement again. He'd probably been sent there for the a thousandth time the whole year he'd been locked up for.

He'd sat there in the darkness, his thoughts running wild. Thoughts mainly about Wooyoung, and if San had hurt him badly. Judging from Wooyoung's expression at the end it didn't seem like that was the case. Even after all the punches San had thrown at him, he still smiled through it all. That bright smiling face played through his mind, like a broken record player on repeat.

San buried his head into his arms and sighed. 'I know you told me to do that... but I can't help but be worried. Jung Wooyoung. I'm so sorry.' He bit his bottom lip to stop his emotions from getting the best of him. Afterall, he had to do as Wooyoung had instructed him.

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Flashback
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Before the blonde could finish off his sentence, Wooyoung had made sure to give him a good warning. He could still feel the tingling sensation on his cheek after he'd just recieved a good slap from Wooyoung. "Snap out of it! No matter what the hell you say to me, I'm never going to leave your side. You really think I'm leaving this easily?" Wooyoung scoffed. San could practically see how hurt Wooyoung was by his words, but they needed to be said. He knew Wooyoung would understand what he meant.

Wooyoung shifted a tiny bit to the right till San could no longer see anything or anyone other than him. He leaned down close enough to his ear and whispered. "Listen I don't know why you're acting like this all of a sudden but I'm going to believe you have a good reason for all this." He gave San a quick smile. "They can't see us right now, so if you have something to tell me you better do it quickly."

"I..." Where was San supposed to start? He had so many things to tell him but with so limited time. "I didn't do it. I didn't kill him. Hongjoong called me a few days ago, he told me he was being followed but didn't know by who." San raised his hand up to Wooyoung's face and placed it on his cheek. "I don't know if he's dead or not, but I don't want the same thing to happen to you. Please I beg you, you have to distance yourself from me. I don't know what I would do if you suddenly vanished like that. Please don't come to see me for the time being." San looked up at him with pleading eyes, he was still seated on his bed, so he had to practically look all the way up to see his beautiful face.

Wooyoung smiled warmly and placed his hand ontop of San's. "I'm not going anywhere you idiot." He leaned down and pressed his lips on San's, catching him off guard. The two kissed for little more than 3 seconds but it felt like an eternity to San. Wooyoung pulled back shortly leaving him wanting more. He glanced down at the blonde. "Why would I leave when I have so many things to tell you? When this is all over and done with... I'll tell you everything then I promise. Now muster up all your courage and hit me. Hit me as hard as you can."

"What?! I'm not doing that!" San whispered loudly, enough for Wooyoung to hear how crazy his idea sounded.

"Choi San. Do it, I don't care how much it hurts. Afterall I know you didn't mean it. So hit me. We've got to make this believable don't we?" Wooyoung smiled at him again to reassure him.

San reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper which he slid into Wooyoung's coat pocket. "I love you.."

"I know, idiot." Wooyoung brushed a couple strands of hair away from San's face. "Now hurry up, we've wasted enough time talking."

San still had doubts about all of this and he even considered backing out and not doing anything completely. Afterall how can he hit the person he loves the most? 

"Fuck." San uttered. Before giving  Wooyoung the chance to register what was going on, he swung his arm towards Wooyoung. The impact was enough to send Wooyoung flying to the ground. San's heart ached and it felt like a rope was tightening around it. Before he could think of backing out for the hundredth time, the blonde quickly made his way towards him and practically jumped on top of Wooyoung. Wooyoung stared into San's eyes and smiled he mouthed something that San couldn't quite catch, before another quick punch came flying towards his love's face.

He really hope all of this was worth it, all the heart ache and pain San had felt as he threw those hits. For most of them, he'd hit the floor instead of Wooyoung. He couldn't bare hurting him that badly. Out of all the punches he'd thrown, San had probably only landed about 3 of them. And yet those 3 punches, had managed to cause Wooyoung to bleed and most likely will get big bruises.

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End Of Flashback
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San replayed that smile over and over again, trying to figure out what Wooyoung had mouthed before he... did that to him. Yet no matter how hard he could try, he couldn't decipher it.

Heyy!

Well this was an emotional rollercoaster right? No? Okay.. Anyways what do you think Wooyoung mouthed to San? What are your opinions on this chapter?

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