One Way Or Another | Sansang

- I lost you -

It felt like forever when the two pair were talking; exploring the house, all yeosang could do was wait until they left, he kept praying that wooyoung was okay. He couldn't find the right ways to describe how thankful he was that even after their fight, wooyoung always protected him, no matter what; he eavesdropped listening on into the deep conservation the two were having. "Do you really think they would come here?" Questioned a curious Hongjoong. "We were sent here and knowing wooyoung, he probably came here first before getting anything else done." Seonghwa answered. The sound of a cabinet being jerked open with stuff falling out made yeosang jump a little; as he covered his mouth praying they didn't hear much.

"This place is boring, there's nothing here really. We should leave and just meet up with San." Hongjoong suggested but hearing seonghwa shout at him was something crazy to hear. "Are you crazy?! We can't show up empty handed with no yeosang or wooyoung!" Hongjoong rolled his eyes, "How pathetic are you? If they're not here then they're not here! Can we just go? We checked everywhere." Seonghwa crossed his arms, glancing at the one closet he shot; looking back at hongjoong with a smirk. "What if one of them was in here?" Hongjoong groaned, doing a facepalm. "I doubt that, who would be stupid to do so?" "Should we open it?" "No you dumbass, let's just go." "Fine but if someone was there, then I swear I will shove it in your face." The sound of footsteps passing by yeosang, made him shiver in fear, he bit his lip calming himself down. If they did open it and found wooyoung there, imagine what they would do to him if they found him too. Would he be a dead mess or what? But when he heard a car engine start and disappear within the distance, he started to shake with fear but taking a few deep breaths helped him.

That's when he gained a bit of courage and confidence to whisper yell to grab wooyoung's attention, the worst kept going through his mind but he had some slight hope. Without wooyoung, how would he make it through life? he got louder each second with his whisper yells since they were a bit too quiet to be heard, even himself couldn't really point out what he was even saying at times. 

"W-wooyoung?" 

But no reply.

He had no other choice but to try and see wooyoung himself, instead of whisper yelling to see if he was okay. He tried budging out of the closet twisting and turning the knob. But realization hit him when he remembered wooyoung locked it, but how was he gonna get out? He had to think fast and simple, not only was he drop dead worried for his best friend but he was started to get claustrophobic. That's when he reached into his pocket; pulling out the pocket knife San has given him, he prayed this would work as he jetted the knife in the door, cutting and stabbing it for a few before being able to nudge the door to unlock it as the lock fell to the ground. He looked around actually hoping the pair left, but when it was silent in the whole house. He made the right decision without any hesitation he went to wooyoung's hiding place and opened the door, as it swung open revealing a bleeding out wooyoung.

yeosang's eyes widen as he quickly kneeled down to his wooyoung's level, the three bullets both landed into wooyoung's chest, the other was barely breathing. His eyes were slightly open, yeosang regretted everything within those seconds. His own friend was dying slowly in front of his own eyes; but when he heard his friend call out from him,, made him have hope he could get wooyoung into their car and get him into the hospital so when he recovers fully, they can just leave...but with the last minutes of wooyoung's life, his life had its own plan.

"Yeo...?" 

"It's me, woo! I'm right there." Yeosang tried his hardest to hold back his tears as he gently touched his friend's face, noticing he didn't have much longer. "Do you really regret everything we....have?"

Yeosang hated himself for those words he had said, he regretted everything. How could he be so dumb? He wanted to talk over his friend but he knew this wouldn't last long he wanted to hear exactly what his friend had to say before he left the world completely, although he promised to stay and help yeosang out of the mess he was aware he created. Yeosang already had a tear or two running down his cheeks as he sniffled. "No no, woo! It's not like that. I-I never meant to say that, I swear I'm so so fucking sorry! I'm the reason this all has happened." But seeing his slowly dying friend have a slight smile on his face, confused him but he kept silent not asking questions as he listened to the words he had to say.

"It's okay, yeo. I understand.." Wooyoung was able to get out, but as he did he coughed a little bit of blood up. Yeosang was in a deep panic; cleaning the blood with a few tissues, although wooyoung was as weak as he ever been blood was drawing out of him; Yeosang decided to rush him to the hospital as fast as possible. "No no! Listen here, wooyoung I didn't mean it like that..you are right, I'm taking this all way to far. I'm sorry." Yeosang finished, blurting that out while trying to figure out how to pick his best friend up as he tried making sure the other didn't let out an ouch every time he did so, but wooyoung groaned in pain every single time. This was not going to work, i mean you would too if you had three gunshots in your chest; one very close to your heart too. 

"Yeo, it's too late."

"W-what? What do you mean?!"

"It's too late to apologize."

Yeosang shook his head as wooyoung's eyes flutter open and closed, his breathing was now fading even more each second as his chest wasn't puffing up and down anymore; his heartbeat wasn't there, tears began to show on yeosang's face as he shook his friend, as if that would help him get his best friend back, the only person he could look up too. 

"No..no no no- Wooyoung! s-stay with me! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" But his eyes were flooded with tears he could barely see his dying friend in front of him, but the last words he would never forget...that made him regret everything.

"I'm sorry...you had to meet me. Thank you for everything, yeo."