SAN POVsan has never been this disoriented in his life before, it was as if time stopped moving and he was only surviving by every passing hours. his body needed way more recovery than he could've imagined. he thought by allowing himself to rest he would heal way faster... seemed like he didn't took in motion the extent of his injuries. it wasn't like it was the first time he hurt himself badly...
younger, he was used to breaking several bones on purpose, simply because he was seeking attention and validation from his parents. it did work from time to time but most of the time they would simply sent a doctor to him without even checking by themselves or taking care of him like normal parents.
ok yes it was a very bad way of seeking attention since he probably weakened his body with time but children never thinks before acting, which leads to many dumb decisions. having 3 guys he barely knew, taking care of him kinda softened his heart a bit. they cared about his well being which was unintelligible. why are strangers more caring than his own parents ? what was up with that....
he couldn't tell what time it was anymore, all he could see from his position was only the window of the kitchen.
the boys house he was staying wasn't big or luxurious at all, so every rooms were close to one another, leading him to see almost the full kitchen from his bed. even thought the house was nothing like his palace, it felt friendly. he didn't really know how else to explain the burning feeling in his chest.
friends. he couldn't recall the last time he had people close enough to him to call them friends. it was an unknown word to his vocabulary, even just thinking it made his brain go poof. he wasn't actually sad about it, just numb. there was something else on his mind right about this moment though. wooyoung.
that boy wooyoung was fast asleep. san could tell by the little snoring noises he was making at this exact moment. in any other circumstances he probably would've found it rather annoying and order him to shut the fuck up, however right now he wasn't that much disturbed by it.
probably because he's mostly the reason why he was still breathing. the fact that he also checked on him before going to bed helped too...
he thought san was fast asleep when he laid his head on top of his chest to check for his pulse, when in contrary he was wild awake and simply allowing his eyes to have a rest of their own.
it took everything in him not to open his eyes or move to alert him of his awaking. he didn't want to ruin it for wooyoung. he probably had enough hate for him already. plus it's not like it bothered him in the first place.
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FanficWhen the poor sweetheart Wooyoung meets the annoying and mean Prince San, he suddenly can't help being attracted to him. ***** Choi San, a King to be, is living the dream life of a little child. Unfortunately, he ne...