I got you kid - ateez/woosan

57

Yeosang successfully landed the plane, with the help of Jongho of course, and much to the surprise of San.

Wooyoung was on the verge of falling asleep. He was scared, tired and miserable. But he remained quiet throughout the whole ride and held San's hand.

"Yunho, Mingi. Take these bags and then go first. Lead San and Wooyoung to the cars I have waiting," Hongjoong instructed.

"Cars? More than one?" San questioned. The whole escape to Egypt seemed so poorly planned. Although, San had to give it to Hongjoong considering the short amount of time they had to work with and the pressure of it all. Hongjoong was the leader after all, so all the pressure was put on him.

"Sorry San, that's all I could get. But you and Woo are coming with Seonghwa and me." Hongjoong eased some of San's worries with that, but it still didn't lessen them fully.

As San followed behind Yunho and Mingi with his arm wrapped tightly around Wooyoung's waist, he couldn't help but think of the worst.

The worst being Wooyoung either getting shot again or dying.

Nothing regarding the situation sat right with San. He felt like something was wrong, that they did something wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

But he shook off the feeling and brought Wooyoung to the vehicle.

About five minutes later, Hongjoong and Seonghwa were finally in the car. They loaded the trunk with the luggage and then Hongjoong began to drive away from the airport.

"Is Wooyoung sleeping?" Seonghwa questioned, noticing that the boy was leaning against the door, with his head pressed right against the window.

"I-"

"No I'm awake," Wooyoung spoke in a monotone voice, cutting off San, without opening his eyes or flinching.

"Are you alright? Do you want to talk about any of this?" Seonghwa wondered.

He watched the boy shrug slightly and adjust himself so that he could talk easier, but he still refused to make eye contact with them.

"No, I'm not fine, and no, I don't want to talk about it." Wooyoung was obviously in the process of rebuilding his wall, and that was one of the last things San, or any of them, wanted or needed.

"Wooyoung, don't shut us out. Not in a time like this," San stated, using the boy's full name to get a reaction from him. And it worked because Wooyoung was instantly looking at San with a mild glare.

"I am scared. I'm scared that I'm going to die! Is that what you guys want to hear?" Wooyoung raised his voice but immediately backed down after he finished talking because he never liked yelling at those he loved.

Hongjoong let out a sigh, as San grabbed the boy's hand and simply held it in his own. Seonghwa felt his heart break. Wooyoung had tears running down his face and his expression was pure sadness.

"No one is going to die," Hongjoong stated.

"How do you know that? They could come out of nowhere," Wooyoung said, deadpan.

"We will be in the middle of nowhere. I think your mom would have just thought to send them to bigger cities," Seonghwa clarified.

"What if they already know we're here and they followed us?" Wooyoung raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, all while turning back to the window and staring out it once more.

"I think you are getting a little too paranoid," Hongjoong let out a small chuckle, but that statement was not received well by the youngest.

Wooyoung scoffed, rather loudly, "I'm paranoid now? Should I not be bothered by all of this? Should I sit here and pretend I'm fine just to please you? How can I not be concerned when there are about fifty hitmen all around the world, just waiting to kill me?"