We Fight To Protect

Chapter 2

"San, wake up. Come on, we need to leave for work in like 30 minutes and you still aren't out of bed," Mingi whined, shaking the sleeping boy.

"Go away Mingi, I don't want to get up," San groaned.

"You and Yeosang need to be at the cafe in 40 minutes and Yunho and I need to be at the florist Sannie, which means we need to leave in 30 minutes," Mingi said, stamping his foot in frustration.

"Stop whining," San whined, rolling over to face away from Mingi's voice.

"SAN," Mingi yelled angrily. The door suddenly opened and Seonghwa walked inside, having heard the commotion and wanting to resolve it. He paused at the doorway and looked around the room, seeing San cuddled up on his bed, wrapped in the sheets. He looked around the room again but didn't see anyone and sighed.

"Mingi sweetie, you've turned yourself invisible," he said gently. Mingi blinked in surprised, turning to Seonghwa who was still looking around. He focused for a few seconds before Seonghwa finally looked at him and smiled.

"Much better," the older said.

"San won't get out of bed but we have to leave for work soon," Mingi said with a groan of frustration. Seonghwa glanced between the two before letting out a sigh.

"Keep getting ready Mingi, I'll deal with it," Seonghwa said. Mingi frowned but nodded and left the room. As soon as the door clicked shut, San rolled over and glared at Seonghwa.

"So how are you going to deal with me," he asked with a frown.

"I said deal with it, not you," Seonghwa said.

"Same thing," San replied quietly. Seonghwa sighed yet again and walked over, sitting down on the bed beside him.

"C'mere," he said softly, beckoning San over. San looked over at him and narrowed his eyes, glancing away.

"Stop being stubborn Sannie," Seonghwa said. San used to be such a cuddly person, all about hugs and smiles but ever since the facility, he's been more reserved, cautious. It broke Seonghwa's heart to see he was still like this, even after close to five years. San frowned before sitting up and shuffling closer, falling into Seonghwa's arms. Seonghwa felt the tension literally seep from San, his body craving the affection he used to get. Seonghwa tightened his hold around him and placed a soft kiss to the top of his head. San didn't say anything but Seonghwa felt him push just a little bit closer to him.

"You've been acting off for the past week Sannie. Did something happen when you went out to expel the energy last week? Did it hurt more than usual? I know you don't want us there but if it hurts I can be there with you. I can hold your hand if need be. Just talk to me Sannie, I'm always here for you," Seonghwa said softly.

"You don't need to mother me Seonghwa, I'm fine," San said, rolling his eyes although Seonghwa couldn't see it. Seonghwa can be very overbearing sometimes and it really annoys him.

"Why so hostile baby," Seonghwa asked, running his fingers through his hair. San frowned again at his wording and what he was doing.

"I'm not hostile," San grumbled back, trying to shake the hand from his hair. Seonghwa frowned sadly and pulled his hand away.

"I love you," Seonghwa whispered. San froze his eyes hardening at the words. He pulled away from Seonghwa and sat up properly, looking out towards the window. He tapped his fingers on his thigh for a few seconds before turning back to Seonghwa and wrapping his arms around his neck, hugging him tight. Seonghwa was caught off guard, not expecting the rare action but he hugged him back just as tight.

"I love you too Hwa," San said quietly. Seonghwa smiled brightly, tightening his hold on San and rocking him slightly.

"Too much," San said quietly. Seonghwa immediately pulled back, not wanting to push San to far after what he was allowing.