Wooyoung opened his eyes slowly trying to get used to the sun.
his eyes greet the dayshine, his heart and lungs expand. There are times that he feels that he must have been so blessed to live the same day over and over. At first there are the dreams, then the sense of welcoming a new day, the anticipation of whatever comes.
The blonde guy looked next to him to wake his lover up, he led his hands to the other side of the bed but he didn't feel anything. He didn't feel his boyfriend's body next to him, he then stood up feeling a sudden, intense spike of pain, his eyes widened with alarm and fear crept up his spine. His heart beats fast and there is a buzzing in his brain and together they are as panic with jump-leads, did he leave me? did he play with me and now he doesn't want to be involved? many negative thoughts started showing up on Wooyoung's mind, he looked for his phone to call his lover hoping that he's still by his side. the latter searched for San's number in his contact list, and as soon as he saw his name, his eyes started to sparkle as he called him immediately.
'we're sorry the number you have dialed is not in server at this time'
once that tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream, Wooyoung bend forward where he sat on the floor and pressing his palms to the mat, he began to cry with the force of a person vomiting on all fours.
San left his hoodie, his accessories, the pictures they took together thud month and mostly his scent in Wooyoung's room. crying silently into a small pink bear that San gave it to him, trying to keep his breathing as even as possible so his neighbors can't hear him even though his chest hurts so much that he can't feel where his lungs are anymore.
Choi San disappeared.
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8 months later.
To dance is to heal, to speak in the language of emotion, a language that is so much more ancient than words.
but it is not working anymore, not like usually, the boy has been going to his club for the past eight months a lot, dancing is not saving Wooyoung anymore, it's not making his situation better. his boyfriend left him after spending a night making love to each other without any warning, he used him, he used his body, the poor boy kept blaming himself for trusting his dumb confession and believing him like an idiot, he knew him for only for a damn month, why did he let him take his most precious thing?
Being in love gives a secure feeling, even when we have lot of insecurities in life regarding to financial issues. But also being in love, gives boldness to face all struggles in life. for the first time Jung Wooyoung felt like he was finally loved and appreciated by someone, the day after, the same guy he had fake high hopes for disappeared just like that.
"woo, I'm so done with you, you have been dancing a lot for the past few months, are you okay?" Yeosang commented heading towards his bestfriend.
"I-I'm okay, what makes you think that?" the younger replied holding his tears.
"no, I'm pretty sure there's something wrong." Yeo insisted.
"I-I always liked to dance, there's nothing new about it." the blonde spoke.
"Wooyoung do you think I'm dumb? You literally come to the club dance the whole day and sometimes I spot you crying and mumbling words that I can't even understand, it's always like that, every time you're sad and you feel down you just start dancing the whole day, but it's been going on for months now, what is wrong with you?" the older added madly and all he could see is tears that started running down from his bestfriend's eyes.
It was painful for Yeosang to see him like this. All he could do was embrace him and let the torrent of his tears to soak through his shirt. The older could feel him clenching his fists. He could hear Woo's silently screaming, suffocating with each breath he took holding onto him. Yeo ran his fingers through his bestfriend's hair, time and time again, in an attempt to calm the silent war within his mind.
"It's okay woo, let it all out." the brunette commented running circles on the latter's back.
"H-he le-left me an-and I ga-gave him all of m-me." the younger cried still hugging his bestfriend.
he needed that, he needed a hug and someone to tell him about the shit that have been going on his mind, he thought letting it all out on dancing may work but it didn't this time, Choi San damaged this poor boy's heart, a lot.
"who? who left you wooyoung?" he asked.
"Choi San, the member that joined us almost nine months ago."
Choi san? The name sounded familiar to Yeosang but then he remembered, he remembered when Wooyoung accepted him in this club instantly after his first time showing his skills, but when did they become a thing and what does his friend mean.
or maybe, the older actually suspected them. After the older joined, wooyoung has been passing a lot of time with him, he even thought that this guy called Choi San stole wooyoung from him.
"what do you mean woo? Something happened?" Yeo asked eyes still locked on the younger.
"we got along really well from the first month, and then after i trusted himz we slept together and confessed that we had feeling for each other." The flaxen haired male explained.
The older's heart stopped. He is rooted to his place. Stomach twists. Hands fly to his chests.
"what the fuck woo?" Yeosang spoke kind of mad.
"don't tell me all of this happened like nine0 months ago?" He asked again looking directly at the younger's teary-eyes.
"s-sorry, I just couldn't stop myself, I loved him, he had me under his spell." wooyung confessed feeling embarrassed about this whole situation.
"Woo, why didn't you tell me about this? I'm your bestfriend and I'll be always here to help." The older pleaded.
"I'm sorry sangie" commented wooyoung.
"It's okay woo, I'm so sorry to hear about that, you're too good for Choi San or whatever this boy's name, you're too pretty to be cheated on." yeo commented showing his pretty smile to woo.
"Thanks yeo, I guess I just have to move on, it's been a while already."
"hey, let's go hangout in that heaven-like field to cheer you up?" The older smiled to the younger making him smile back.
Once the two boys were walking towards the door they heared screaming and cheering sounds coming from the main dancing room, and because of their curiosity they didn't hesitate to go check what was going on.
and as soon as they stepped inside the room. Time seeming to slow down, breathing changes, pain in chest. Not being able to comprehend what Wooyoung is seeing.
Choi San is in his dance club again, people cheering for him and calling his name. The blonde is getting a deja vu. The same boy that left him long time ago, after promising him that he will always stay by his side but it was all a lie.
The angel forgot how to breathe when Satan made an eye contact with him.
"s-sannie..?"
