Two in one

Chapter 3

The bell for the end of lunch rang out as San and Wooyoung went their separate ways. Wooyoung had made a quick detour to the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror he noticed Yuta entering the bathroom chuckling to himself as he walked up to Wooyoung.

"Wooyoungie wouldn't eat, would he?" he teased, saying Wooyoung's nickname as if it was a normal thing that left his mouth.

"W-What do you want?" Wooyoung muttered as Yuta chuckled.

"You're so cute when you mutter, you know that right beautiful?" Yuta explained as he ran a hand over Wooyoung's hair.

'Let me out,' the voice growled as Wooyoung looked down.

Wooyoung felt his stomach tighten as Yuta ran a hand over his jawline.

'LET ME OUT NOW LET ME TEACH HIM A LESSON IN FIGHTING!!' The voice yelled as Wooyoung felt tears well up in his eyes.

"P-Please leave me alone..." Wooyoung explained as tears fell down his cheeks.

"The angel is begging now?" Yuta muttered as Wooyoung felt like he was going to be sick.

Wooyoung felt his hands turn into fists as his eyes turned a dark blue.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Wooyoung yelled as Yuta flew back onto the ground.

Yuta put his hand to his nose as he felt liquid run down.

"Y-You did not just do that..." Yuta mumbled as he looked up at Wooyoung.

"L-Leave me alone," Wooyoung mumbled softly as Yuta nodded and got up, looking at himself in the mirror as blood ran from his nose and lip.

Wooyoung's eyes turned normal as he limped to Yuta, grabbing a piece of paper to help the elder as Yuta looked at him and moved back.

"G-Go away," Yuta explained, snatching the piece of paper before tending to his own needs. Walking out of the bathroom and heading to the nurse's office to get patched up.

'See, you should have let me out sooner,' the voice chuckled as Wooyoung looked at himself in the mirror before shaking his head.

"I-I never wanted to hurt anyone," Wooyoung mumbled before heading to his own class.

As he entered the room, all eyes were on him. The teacher stopped teaching as he turned and sighed.

"Jung Wooyoung.... What's your excuse for being late?" The teacher asked as Wooyoung felt put on the spot.

"I-I don't have one...sir.... Sorry," Wooyoung explained as he looked down.

"G-Go and sit down," the teacher explained as Wooyoung wandered to the back of the class, taking a seat he got out his book, opening it up he got to work on the lesson.

'I wonder how we are going to get out of this detention,'

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As the bell went to signal the end of the day, Wooyoung got up to leave when the teacher looked at him and chuckled. "Wooyoung, can I have a chat with you quickly?"
Wooyoung nodded before stopping in his step as he turned around to face the teacher.

"S-Sir, I'm sorry for being late...it won't happen aga- "Before he could finish apologizing the teacher chuckled and shook his head.

"No, it's okay Wooyoung.... I wanted to know if you're doing okay...You walked into my class like you had seen a ghost and wanted to see if you are okay," As Wooyoung went to clarify, he felt the teacher's eyes look behind him, making him turn he observed San, Hongjoong and Seonghwa standing there waiting for him. He let out a sigh before smiling lightly.

"I'm okay, I better get going then," He enlightened as he got up and made his way for the door. Kicking it open with his free leg he went to walk down the other route out of the school.

"Wooyoung!" San shouted as he raced after the younger, Hongjoong and Seonghwa hot on his heels as Wooyoung kept walking in the opposite direction.

"Babe...." No answer.

"Love?" Still nothing.

"Wooyoung!!" Wooyoung sensed his eyes well up with tears again as he spun around to face the three older boys.

"Can you just leave me alone for a minute?" Wooyoung cried out, his voice rough as tears fell down his face.

"Wooyoung.... What happened?" Hongjoong explained as he sprinted forward.

"I-I...." He looked at San before the abrupt hit of realization settled in.

"I-I hurt Yuta," He fell to his knees at that point. San running up to him as he caught him and ran his hand through the younger's hair.

"How?" Was all San asked as Wooyoung shook in his arms.

"I-I don't know how," Wooyoung muttered as he cried in San's arms.

San placed a small kiss on Wooyoung's forehead as he laid in his arms.

"It's okay... I'm here,"

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