˚✧₊⁎ spilled | woosan ⁎⁺˳✧༚

*✧･ﾟ:* 21 *:･ﾟ✧*

san's pov

His heart dropped even more than it already had. He got closer immediately just to hear how the guy whispered weird stuff into Wooyoung's ear and watch how he played with the brunette's hair, twirling strands around his pointer finger.
Wooyoung tried desperately to push his hands and him himself away but had no chance against the guy.

„Come on, I'm free tonight, you're alone here and I'm bored... Why don't we spend some time together?"
The guy meant.
„No, let me go, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Wooyoung yelled out.
His bottom lip was quivering slightly, a detail San had noticed only appeared when the younger was upset.
But he didn't need to see that small detail to recognise how uncomfortable Wooyoung was and what was happening.

Wooyoung's eyes that were searching for help finally found San's who was fighting his way towards him and the second they met Wooyoung mouthed a single word with a helpless look in his eyes.

San.

When he finally reached them, he immediately grabbed the guys shoulder and pulled him away from the younger.
„What the fuck do you think you're doing? He said 'No'! How hard could that be to understand?" San meant loudly while he had to manage to control himself from not punching the guy in this second.
The guy just shrugged his shoulders. „Mind your fucking business, man. Who do you even think you are to tell me what I am supposed to do?" He simply replied and turned back to face Wooyoung.

San's blood was boiling by now.
And before he could rethink what he was going to do it was too late.
He had already grabbed the guy's hair with a firm and calm grip and pulled him off of his friend. The guy let out a short yelp in pain.
„Could you maybe fucking back off of my fucking boyfriend." San spoke calmly behind his gritted teeth though a bit too loud.
But he didn't notice the multiple heads turning towards them.
San who stared the guy down with the coldest look Woo had ever seen in his eyes forced his head towards himself.
"Did you get what I just told you?" He asked calm.

"Let me go before I fucking punch you." The guy meant.
"I don't know how good you are in reading a situation but right now I think it would be the best for you to just fucking piss off, don't you think so too?"
The guy was silent for a second as he was thinking. „Alright, alright..." He muttered and finally walked away after San had let go of his hair.

The second he was gone San rushed to Wooyoung's side.
"Hey, Woo? Are you alright?" He asked in a caring voice leaning down to the younger and cupping his face with his hands.
Gently he forced his head up so he could look him in the eyes.
"I think so..." Wooyoung muttered. The look in his eyes still seemed irritated and confused.
"I'm sorry for leaving, I know you told me to stay there, but you were gone for so long, that I thought it's best if i'd search for you and then..." A small hiccup escaped his lips as he spoke fast.
"Then this guy came up to me and wouldn't leave me alone-"
"Hey, don't worry, it's not your fault. Are you sure you're okay? You don't seem to well."
San reassured him as he eyed him up and down trying to figure out how he could help Wooyoung.
They boy stayed silent though, looking slightly down with a blank stare.
Another hiccup.
"Woo?"

He looked up to him again.
„I need to puke."

San looked mortified by the simple thought of it.
„Look, I really like you, Wooyoung, but I'd prefer and appreciate it if you didn't puke on me." He spoke in slight disgust.
„Alright, then you should go to the side."
San immediately followed his advice and made a big jump to the side as Wooyoung sprinted by towards the toilets.

"What's happening here?" San muttered confused as he quickly tried to follow the younger boy.

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