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17. Woosan

It is 1888, Jack The Ripper is still haunting the innocent people of London.

San bends down by Wooyoung's bed, gently running his fingers through his lover's silky black hair as he peacefully sleeps, body covered with a black sheet up to his chin, face cleared of any makeup products that currently exist, his pale skin having the access to finally breathe. 

"Soon, Youngie. Soon." 

"San?" 

"Upstairs Hyung!" 

Seonghwa's tall frame soon comes into view, followed by Yeosang who's carrying a large bag filled with blood bags. The blond places the bag on a desk by the window, rolling the blinds down to not let any sunlight in. 

"I spoke with the council," Seonghwa says. "You're allowed to turn him as long as you make sure he doesn't go killing anyone." 

"You know I won't Hwa," San responds back sharply. 

With a nod Seonghwa and Yeosang exit the room, closing the door behind him as they let the couple have their own privacy. Sighing softly, San sits up on the bed next to Wooyoung's body and takes the human's wrist in his hands, softly tracing his fingertips over the fading blue veins. 

"This is the only way you'll survive Youngie. I can't let you die. My heart couldn't take it." 

San lets his fangs out, bringing Wooyoung's wrist up to his mouth and biting down hard, letting his venom spread into Wooyoung's body. Pulling away he closes the wound, placing his lover's wrist down back down on the bed. Wooyoung's body twitches as the venom spreads, his skin now doll-white just like San's, hair silkier, shiny and much longer than a few minutes ago, his body filling out and becoming more stronger; more stone-like. 

Now it's waiting time. 

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In the evening Seonghwa and Yeosang have brought their mates with them to keep eye on the cabin, the four males sitting down around the dining table as San waits on a chair next to Wooyoung's bed, head resting on the chair as he sleeps. 

"Where would he take him? London is too dangerous for Wooyoung." Hongjoong says, comfortably leaning against Seonghwa as he writes down in his diary. 

"France?" Jongho suggests. "Yeosang and I live in Paris. Hwa and Joong live here in London. Mingi and Yunho are in Scotland studying." 

"I agree with Jongho," Yeosang adds. "I highly doubt San can control a newly turned vampire by himself." 

Seonghwa stares at them with a tight smile, millions of thoughts flooding through his head. Hongjoong notices his hesitancy and reaches out to hold his hand, squeezing their fingers together. 

"It may be best that they decide for themselves. We don't have a say in this." Seonghwa says. 

The three vampires nod, soon falling into silence. A crash upstairs springs them up to action, quickly climbing the stairs and storming into the room where San and Wooyoung are. 

"Wooyoung-ah calm down please!" 

San struggles to hold Wooyoung down, the newborn's strength unmatched for San's. Seonghwa and Hongjoong quickly step in and restrain Wooyoung, keeping him tightly in one place. 

"Why?!" Wooyoung screams. "Why did you do it?! Why San! Why didn't you let me die!" 

San's heart breaks at Wooyoung's words, not believing that his lover chose to die instead of living. "Young-ah…."