DEPUTY - woosan (crime)

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Wooyoung silently muttered curse words to himself as he slid off the wall with San's slumped body leaning on him, he was muttering inaudible words and words that made no sense at all as Wooyoung sat him down on Changbin's chair.

Wooyoung pursed his lips as he stared at San, now what?

San hiccuped as he stared up at Wooyoung, he smiled brightly at him.

" I'm messing up your work place~ "
He sung.

Wooyoung looked around and saw the spots of blood that came from San hitting his head on the wall, he glanced back and saw that he indeed had a bloody scratch mark on his forehead.
Wooyoung cursed to himself seeing the many blood drops staining the carpet.What the hell was he gonna do now?

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This is a bad idea.

A really . really . REALLY bad idea.

Possibly, BADDEST idea he's ever put into action.

He thought as he sat in his shared police car with Changbin driving to his house with San beside him in the passenger seat buckled up with his hands handcuffed.
Wooyoung had his arm straight across and keeping San's arms at bay, as prior to his he'd been scrambling with his arms over to Wooyoung and considering he was driving at night, in pouring rain, it would only end with bad outcomes.

Wooyoung had thought himself over and over at what he was supposed to do, what he could do.
He'd rather have San stain and mess up his own house and clean it himself rather than San messing up the station.
Wooyoung would somehow have to leave San at his house and clean up at the station after him.

Wooyoung also saw what caused the thump in the main hall, it was a bloody spot in the wall.
San had probably accidentally or on purpose hit his head on the wall.

Wooyoung parked his car, and hesitantly left the drivers side and hurried over to San.
He prayed that San was high enough to forget the directions that lead him to his house when he'd wake.

Wooyoung brought the said latter out and into the pouring rain, his hair immediately went from fluffy from taking a shower barely 2 hours ago, to flat and soaking.
The blood in San's hair was washing out, leaving less work for Wooyoung to do which left him a little grateful.

He opened the door and ushered San inside, still keeping the handcuffs on him.
After locking the door and locking the just in case lock he turned around and saw San already venturing into the house like Dora the Explorer.

He rushed over and stopped the boy before he'd walk into something, because looking at him it was obvious he had no sense of direction whatsoever.

" Do y-ou have p...ills here? "
San asked confusedly, he hadn't really noticed the sudden location change.

No.
Don't.

" No, I don't, and if I had I wouldn't give any to you. "
Wooyoung responded, pulling San upstairs and to his bedroom, heading for his bathroom.
As he was living alone his bathroom was the only one with a bathtub in his house.

He used to be living with someone else, his ex boyfriend, who moved out a week prior to this moment after a not-so-friendly breakup that left them on not-so-good terms.

After opening the bathroom door and closing it, he turned around to look at San who was still covered in blood and cuts, he mentally beat himself up for showing up to work and not calling in sick.