Fangs and Fur // Woosan

A Chat

=Wooyoung's POV=

I watched as San's figure disappeared into the darkness of the forest that night. I noticed how he turned back to take one last glance in my direction before he'd completely vanished. 

I was tossing and turning in my bed, eventually deciding to stare up at the wooden roof made from log above me. "Can't sleep?" Yeosang mumbled, I looked over to his bed to see him sitting up, glancing over at me. "I wonder what the others are up to." I simply asked before hearing a small chuckle from Yeosang. "You know.. You've really taken a liking to San." He calmly told me as I thought about it.

I had, hadn't I? 

I thought back to the last few moments with him in the forest earlier that night. Thinking about how close his face was to mine, how he examined every little feature on my face and how his dark red eyes stared at me with such admiration. 

I also didn't miss how he nearly kissed me.

I brought my finger close to my lip, my head completely ingulfed in the idea of kissing San. "Yunho and I both noticed it." Yeosang admitted, tearing me from my thoughts. I raised a brow to silently question his words. "Even though you haven't known each other long, it's clear you have an interest in one another." He shrugged casually before lying down again. I took a second to think about it. "I definitely like him but.." I trailed off, falling back into the rabbit hole of different thoughts inside my imagination. 

It was true I had taken a deep interest in San but he was a vampire. Werewolves and Vampires were enemies in the real world, we were meant to be at war- hate each other's guts. I was supposed to rip his dead heart out or he was supposed to tear my throat apart. 

So why didn't we?

"But..?" He repeated, waiting for me to finish my sentence. "We're like oil and water, Yeosang. It's just not meant to be." I sighed, looking out the window next to my bed and staring at the stars. I couldn't help but feel hurt by my own words and I didn't want to completely believe it, either. 

There it was again. Silence. Yeosang had fallen quiet under my last statement. I could understand why- it was like the next coming of Romeo and Juliet, but just as I was about to tell him to drop it, he quietly got up from his bed and sat next to me. "You know.." He dragged out, a slight cheeky grin forming on his face from the corner of my eye. "Oil and water can be mixed. You just need a third chemical to do so." He told me, I looked to face him with a raised brow. "Well.. Soap mixes them." He shrugged, noticing my confused expression before rolling his eyes. "Yes okay. San is water and you are oil. By yourselves it's true, you'd never mix. You're from opposing teams but.. You met. You crossed paths through the Spirit Forest. Doesn't that go for something?" He smiled, trying to tell me that even in so called impossible circumstances, fate always finds its course.

"Thanks." I chuckled, going in for a hug before he stopped me, shoving his hand in my face. "But now that you're not depressed anymore- I heard you steal my line at the forest!" He snapped. "I told you about how bioluminescence works! Where's my credit?!" He threw me back onto the bed, deciding to attack my head with aggressively painful pinches and flicks to the skull. "Ow! I'm sorry!" I cried but also laughed out to him, trying to find a way to get the sudden crazed lunatic off me. 

I had to talk to San.

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After The Feast, I snuck my way into Yunho's room as he'd told me to stay over more often, especially since Seonghwa clearly had a bone to pick with me. 

We were sat in bed, I was lying down on my side, staring into the void while Yunho sat on top of the sheets, his back and head leaning against the headboard, also staring into the void. Even though it was completely silent, I knew what Yunho was thinking. He was worried about me and what our vampire lord was planning. I couldn't find it in me to break the silence so we continued to sit in the dark, listening to the periodic footsteps of the guards passing out in the hallways. 

The night continued that way until maybe two hours later but just as I was about to fall asleep, Yunho shifted his body to lay down on his side, facing me. "You're going to call me insane for this." He spoke in a hushed tone, paranoid of the guards on the other side of the wooden door. I looked at him, giving him my full undivided attention as he looked down. "What if we.." He stopped, looking back up at me and taking a deep breath. "What if we were to somehow ask Wooyoung for refuge at the Lupus pack." He questioned. Everything was quiet for a moment while I thought it through.

It was a completely dumb and ridiculous thing to even suggest but there was valid reasoning behind the almost laughable question. Wooyoung and Yeosang's lives seemed so much happier compared to our hell on earth. We didn't have freedom to do anything, not even be ourselves but they seemed genuinely content with their lives.

We too wanted to be content.

I looked back up at Yunho, nodding slightly. "It would be nice but I don't think it's going to happen." I smiled weakly, trying to be real with my best friend. "But.. What if we could show our respect somehow? Maybe Yeosang or Wooyoung could show us. I know you like him- I saw the way you look at him. I'm sure he feels the same, San. We could escape this place." He whispered, almost pleading for me to agree. I turned my body to face the ceiling, exhaling a much needed sigh as I did so. "We're cats and dogs, Yunho. We're nothing alike." Was all I said and Yunho fell silent for awhile.

"I really believe they'd take us in if we showed enough respect. I want to live like they do." He mumbled before I turned my head slightly to face him. "You don't even know what a wolf's life is like-" "Yes I do. " He cut me off. "Every time you ran off flirting with Wooyoung, Yeosang and I spoke about their lives in the pack." He stopped, turning to face the ceiling as well. "They really are like one big family." Yunho's voice cracked, he truly wanted to live amongst the wolves. 

I felt a stab in my heart at Yunho's words, for years all he ever wanted was a family. To know that he goes to Yeosang for stories of what a family is truly like just so he can let his imagination run wild hurts. I knew Yunho was just as done with living in fear as I was. We'd have to do something eventually. Every day was just another day closer to when Seonghwa did something to us. 

No one in Sacrosanct was ever safe.