I got you kid - ateez/woosan

19

When San and Wooyoung arrived home, it was close to 10pm, meaning that they spent almost five hours at the gym. But it was a well spent five hours because Wooyoung learned a lot.

After San challenged Wooyoung to take him down, the older man showed Wooyoung the rest of the gym. There wasn't much else, but he showed Wooyoung the soundproof room that they used for shooting practice. San told Wooyoung that he didn't want him to worry about being able to use a gun, simply because he didn't want to corrupt the little boy. Being able to shoot was a skill that San wasn't ready for Wooyoung to learn. But it was great for San because the boy didn't want to shoot anyways.

Wooyoung was actually pretty scared of guns, so using one wasn't at the top of his bucket list. Maybe learning how to dodge efficiently would be something to train for, but using a gun was a big no.

"I thought you guys were only going to be a few hours!" Hongjoong shouted as he watched the two walked into their bunker.

The tone and loudness of Hongjoong's voice immediately made Wooyoung wince in fear. He hated being yelled at, or yelling in general. So needless to say he hid himself behind San's body.

"Hongjoong relax, we just lost track of time," San replied as calmly as he could. He too, did not enjoy when Hongjoong yelled. The man was their leader after all, and in a gang if a leader were to yell, it meant nothing good.

"Don't tell me to relax. We have no ways of contacting you to make sure that you're alright or that you need to come back immediately,"

"That's not my fault. You made the rule about no phones," San scoffed. He was still stuck in the entrance way of the bunker, so he pushed Hongjoong to the side lightly, just so he could pass him. However, that was probably one of the worse things he could do in that moment.

"Don't give me that attitude. And don't ever push me," Hongjoong raised his voice to the point where if raised it any higher he would be yelling.

The whole time that Hongjoong was yelling at San, Wooyoung tried not to cry as he clung onto San's one arm. He didn't like when any of them got angry, especially Hongjoong. Although the leader was short, he was a little ball of fury and never ceased to scare Wooyoung when he was mad.

"Why are you so angry?" San questioned.

"Yeosang got shot on their mission," was all Hongjoong could get out before both San and Wooyoung froze.

"Is he okay? Where is he?" San asked quickly.

"He's alright because they got him back here fast enough, but he's in pain and he's honestly lucky to be alive," Hongjoong replied with a shake of his head.

"Well if you feel the need to yell at me because of the fact that you couldn't contact me, then you need to do something about it. It's bad that Yeosang got shot, but you shouldn't yell at me for something I can't control. You're the leader, not me," San stated before dragging Wooyoung off to the living room with him; leaving Hongjoong standing there all by himself.

•••

The morning came rather fast, especially to San, who just wanted to sleep forever. He had been restless at night, partly due to the fact that he was worried about the gang, but also because something had been bothering Wooyoung at night. For some reason Wooyoung would wake up multiple times throughout the night from either bad dreams or just simply the feeling of being disoriented.

Every time that he would jolt awake, he would snuggle into San's warm embrace even more. He felt safe in San's arms, and the older man knew that. As much as San loved being close to the boy, he was upset by the fact that something was bothering him. And he was also bothered because he couldn't help him or didn't know how to help him.