sin - woosan

t w e n t y - s e v e n

Adjusting his tie, San was awoken very early this morning, deciding to get his day started already. He has responded to some emails regarding several work endeavors, before deciding to go get dressed. Checking his watch, he saw how the hand ticked closer to 8:27 am, perfect.

He knew his family would be coming soon, but his mind couldn't stop thinking about him. What happened after he dropped him off? They didn't speak much on the way, leaving San feeling very unsettled. That is why he decided he would go check up on him himself.

Getting his car keys, he stormed hurriedly from his house, his workers trying to ask if he was alright, him not responding to any of their pleas. Once he was in the car, he started it, and moved out quickly. It took him a little longer than he hoped because there was morning traffic that day.

Pulling up on the parking spot he barely found, he marched his way towards the younger's apartment. His foot tapped as the elevator rode up, his eyes looking sharply ahead of him. When the doors opened, he walked to the door he was now growing familiar with, and rung the bell. Waiting as patiently as he could possibly manage right now, he grew agitated very quickly. Ringing and knocking more commonly and repeatedly, growing frustrated at the lack of compliance.

Running a shaky hand through his hair, he stood in his place, calculating his next move. He knew he had to leave soon for breakfast, but the younger was haunting his thoughts. He peeked at the time, and let out a groan, he couldn't waste more time. One last knock, and a "Wooyoung? If you're in there, please open the door." He received no answer, making him sigh, and head back down to his car.

On the way, once there was a red light, he opened up his chats with Wooyoung, and quickly sent him an influx of messages.

Wooyoung

san
Wooyoung.
Where are you?
Are you busy?
Wooyoung, just tell me are you alright?
sent at 9:48 am

Shutting off his phone, he lay his head in his palm tiredly. He didn't know why he was so eager to know about how the younger was, but he couldn't help it.

He had to know.

Right then, the green light showed, allowing San to move forward, to silence his thoughts, he turned on the radio, and listened carelessly to whatever was on. Soon after, he made it home again, checking the time a last time before entering the doors of his house, he took a deep breath in as he walked in.

Taking off his coat, he heard the voice of his mother speak up, "oh, dear, thank goodness you arrived. We were worried about you when the staff said they did not know where you were!" She exclaimed, hugging him tightly, once he was able to.

He gave a tight lipped smile, and was about to respond when bis father barged in and spoke, "did you forget we were coming, son?"

San's stare sharpened, as he let his mother go, and replied straight to his father. "Never, father. I just went on a stroll, did I take too long?"

His father seemed skeptical, but didn't dwell on it. "Not at all, the Yangs are in the sitting room, don't want to make them wait, now do we?"

"Of course not, after you, father... mother." San said, letting them ahead of him, as he took in another needed deep breath, before walking after them, and seeing his fiancée and her parents seated there.

"Oh, Sannie dear, we were worried where did you disappear to?" Mrs. Yang said, once San walked in the room.

He smiled softly at her, and replied, "I just went on a stroll, Mrs. Yang," he said politely, as he bowed at the guests.