One Way Or Another | Sansang

- Incident -

From being in abandoned building, to the woods, and a mysterious road in the middle of nowhere into the city finally, Wooyoung was the first to arrive at the house which with that he was able to warn the others about anything but this time, there was nothing to worry about or so they thought. San pulled up along with Seonghwa hoping off of the motorcycle; helping the other down. They entered the house quickly but trying not to look suspicious, they didn't want to be asked questions since nearly people might be hiding and not wanting to come out they would do the same expect no one knew what was going to happen exactly. After entering the house the others started gathering things; Hongjoong went straight to his computer to hack some and track things as well meanwhile a clueless yeosang stood in the middle of the room, watching his friends go around like crazy. "And you, you're coming with me." With a strict voice and forceful tug on his hand, San dragged him into their shared room; shutting the door with all the force in the world. 

With the sudden dragging and all of this made him a bit frightened, he should be use to this by now though; although it was at this sudden timing it made him really worried about himself. He gulped and held San's jacket close to him, maybe San just wanted to talk about what happened and to listen to some certain things that yeosang wanted to say. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, he looked up at San whose eyes pierced down into him; a smirk forming on his face. Yeosang than knew that he was up to no good and wasn't ready to hear what he had to say.

"You didn't think I was joking about what I said earlier, do you?"

Yeosang's eyes widen as he took a step back but hit his ankle on the bed behind him, embarrassed at the movement and sudden action he just did, he smiled nervously laughing it off. "I mean you wouldn't actually want to get rid of me, right?" San tilted his head, his hand cupping the other's face with one hand before tracing it down his cheek, a smirk forming into a mischievous smile. Yeosang wasn't able to point out how he felt, he felt so weird. He now felt like he had to act or do something fast, he felt like this time he really has to escape. But that would be impossible due to the things they have planned even though he was forced to do this thing. He felt guilt and should of not done it even if it would mean his life would be taken.

"Oh yeosang, you've made my life very better and I adore you with my whole heart...however what you've of done means one of us might have to leave this place for good."

Yeosang couldn't believe what he was hearing.

He wasn't sure if San was joking anymore or not.

Emotions took over him, his facial expression meaningless and empty. He wasn't sure what to say or process but he feels a slight panic, though he wasn't wanting San to see or know how yeosang was taking this all. It was obvious yeosang wasn't ready for anything of this, if Wooyoung didn't introduce the two to each other none of this would've of happened.

"Eh? Are we being serious? I thought the plan we already have was good enough and would help us....or do you mean leave this place for good as in the house or--" Yeosang was cut off by San shushing him; a finger against his lips the other shivered in response as he felt San's jacket that was on him getting taken off and tossed on the bed. "Of course I'm joking yeo, or am I?" Yeosang was then shoved on the bed, that's when fear hit him. His eyes still wide as a deer's in car headlights, he froze in place as San pulled out the knife that yeosang had found while snooping around he was scared, so many options ran through his head. Should he yell for help? What if the others already knew about this? What if this was all planned along? He watched as San moved closer and closer with the blade, he was full out in fear. Without any hesitation...

He made a decision that most likely worsen the situation.

The way he was feeling, he reacted in a way; he shoved San away from him and stood up and looked at San who stared at him with cold eyes. What a dumb mistake, but maybe it saved his life.. The tip of San's thumb bled a little as when he was holding it and a sudden push cause the blade to slip and cut him, at least it wasn't that bad. San's eyes were filled with confusion then rage, yeosang stood still shaking a little as he thought of the worst thing ever. He didn't know what to do anymore or what to do at all..who to trust and who not to trust. He didn't even know where to go and were not to go either. He thought San was going to kill him right there and that would be it.

"What the fuck, yeo.."

"I-I'm sorry I thought you would-"

"That I would what? huh? What is wrong with you? Don't tell me you thought I was going to kill you, you still have those dumb thoughts? Especially after everything we've been through."

"W-wha?! No, it's not like that, well kinda- but you can't expect me not to be scared when you came to me with a knife out of nowhere after "joking" like that! Don't even ask what's wrong with me when you're the crazy one here!"

Yeosang shut his mouth after what he said, maybe some things he shouldn't of said or said in a way. He should watch his tone; even the choice of words he chooses and uses. He muttered an quick apology as he stared at San who looked at him with dead eyes, he was gripping the blade aggressively almost like he didn't want it to slip out of his hand and fall. "I should leave, I'm sorry I'll let you calm down and we'll talk again-" yeosang made the right choice, giving time and then coming back like he should've of done at the hospital but he was determined to fix things and get everything back to normal...or well maybe not. He went to the door but a grip on his wrist got him, pulling him back he was now close to San; a bit too close. He wouldn't lie if he said he didn't like it...

But now the grip was on the back of his hair he gasped softly, his eyes meeting with San's yet again. His messy dark hair covering his eyes though, surprising yeosang as to how he was able to see. He was about to speak and ask San what he was doing but the blade now tracing down his cheek to his chin and now...resting on his neck. He was thinking that this was it. The end of everything, he wasn't ready to slip into the nothingness again especially like this.

No No No- Not like this, please! Yeosang, you dumbass say something! Do something, don't let him do this!

The blade stayed there, a shiver trailed down yeosang's spine he didn't want to make any sudden movement if so; he would definitely feel pain it wasn't until long yeosang was praying and begging for something else to happen, maybe the police to come or someone to walk in but since the room was far from the living room which the others were in, he was unsure of it and the others knew not to mess with the two if they were alone. He was hoping a miracle would happen or maybe San would snap out of whatever he was doing, he was confused on how San was acting but not surprised if he would actually have to, well..die. 

"You wanna know something? Even if I love you and don't want anyone else to have you and if I do get caught, I will make sure one way or another you go before I do...you're all mine and just mine!"