best of me | woosan (✓)

- seventy one -

san carried wooyoung up the stairs and into the apartment, hongjoong and seonghwa helping by bringing some of the boys' stuff up behind them. wooyoung had fallen asleep crying in the car, already missing being so close to jisu. with it being so close to the anniversary of her death, san expected it.

he laid wooyoung in their empty bed and kissed his temple before smiling small and getting up.

"i'm so lucky," he whispered to himself, taking a picture of wooyoung before leaving the room.

"how's he doing?" seonghwa asked.

"still sleeping. i knew this was gonna be hard for him... especially this close to being the anniversary."

"ahh, yeah.. i get it. we don't have much left to bring up here, can you help me with it so joongie can get a break? his breathing's been getting heavy and i don't want him to be overworked."

"yeah, of course. tell him to go grab some water, we can take care of the rest."

"sounds good."

san went down the stairs and started grabbing boxes, going up and down the stairs to drop them off. it wasn't long before everything was up in the apartment, meaning they were officially moved in. hongjoong and seonghwa celebrated with a movie, while san went and sat by wooyoung while he napped.

hongjoong knocked at the door lightly, causing san to turn his head.

"hm?"

"hey... i know woo's still asleep, but are you hungry? do you want something to eat?"

"i'm okay for now. i wanna wait for woo."

"you're sure? i can even just bring you some chips or something..."

"i'm alright, joongie. woo and i had a big breakfast at the diner, i'm not really hungry yet. thank you though, really."

"of course, san. just text one of us if you change your mind, yeah?"

"i will. thank you," san whispered.

hongjoong went to respond when suddenly wooyoung began to whimper, starting to toss around in bed. san frowned softly and went to his side, hongjoong watching in worry.

"joongie... joongie, please go. i-i don't want him to think he scared you when i wake him."

hongjoong quickly nodded and left the room, san scooping the thrashing boy into his arms and pulling him close to his chest.

"woo... woo, baby, wake up please... it's not real, baby, it's not real..." san cooed, rubbing wooyoung's back gently as the boy continued to flail in his arms. "hey, hey... i'm here, just wake up. wake up, love. none of it's real, just open your eyes."

it took a lot of repeating this before wooyoung woke up in a cold sweat, crying. he nuzzled into san's touch and grabbed onto the boy's shirt, almost as if that was the only thing keeping him in touch with reality. san didn't say anything for a while, he just held wooyoung close and stroked his hair lightly to help him relax.

"it's happening more often again... what's going on, woo?"

"i-i don't... i-i don't know."

"is it because of how close it's been to a year? is that it?"

"m-maybe?"

"you've been taking your pills though, right?"

"yeah... every morning. i-i don't know what's happening."

"was she in your dream? or was it someone else?"

"she was... a-and you were too."

"baby... i'm never going to leave your side, yeah?" san assured.

"i-i know... i just get really worried. especially the past couple of weeks we've been spending a lot of time just trying to finish packing so i-i haven't felt as close to you a-and i guess it had me worried that something would happen with us."

"woo, you know you can always come to me, yeah? you should've told me, angel. i would've made it all feel better."

san gently kissed wooyoung's forehead and the younger let out a soft sigh, leaning into san's touch.

"i-i know... i do. i just let it get to my head and i shouldn't have. i-it's just been kind of hard to not let things get to me the past week or so... it's getting too close for comfort to that one year mark a-and i'm so, s-so terrified."

"you have nothing to be afraid of, bub. i'm right here. you tell me anything, okay? i don't care what it is, if you need to get something out, you let me know and we'll go somewhere and talk about it."

"i love you."

"i love you more, woo."

"h-hey.. do you think we're going to be okay?"

"of course i do. we have each other, we have all of our friends... we're gonna be okay. i believe in us."

wooyoung sighed in relief and nodded, resting his head back on san's shoulder.

"i just needed to hear that... i-i'm getting in my head again."

"i know, baby. i know. don't worry, i understand."

"you mean the world to me, san. t-thank you..."

san gently cupped wooyoung's cheek and smiled small, then leaned in and kissed him sweetly.

"you're so stunning, woo. i'm so lucky."

"i'm the lucky one... i get to wake up next to the most attractive man on earth every day," wooyoung smiled.

"we're both lucky, then."

"the luckiest."