Waiting For You

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Wooyoung

Everyone was right about life after high school. It was not for the weak at all. That is why it is not for me. I thought it would be easier with San by my side. He has been my boyfriend since sophomore year. But halfway into senior year he changed for the worse.

 San slowly became abusive towards me. (No hate towards San at all!! Just a part of the story.) Started out as him just insulting me on his bad days. When he had a rough time with a class or at practice. When he got a bad grade on a big project or test, he would find a way to blame me in some way. I was too clingy leading up to it and I ended up distracting him. I didn't help him enough with it to help improve his grade. I expected too much of him as my boyfriend first and a student second. If he got in trouble in anyway at home, he would blame me.

 After a while of that he started to hit me. He would hit me for whatever reason he thought of. A bad grade, a rough time, too clingy, a distraction, helping him, expecting too much, and home life. Only this time around he would do it for other people's actions as well. Someone he didn't like talked to me. I got punished for it. Someone made a comment on one of us he didn't like, he would hit me. He would also hit me for using 'wrong tones' with him. Or giving him 'attitude' in a conversation. Anything he had a problem with, which seemed like everything, he would hit me in some way for it.

 But after every hit, slap, kick, or something was thrown at me he would go back to 'normal.' He would go back to the San everyone saw but me. The charming, attractive, caring San he was towards everyone but me. While I was spending all my money on makeup to cover his bruises he would just have to put on this fake personality. He would go back to the San I originally fell in love with at just 15 years old. I wouldn't even put it past him to cheat on me at this point.

 Before all this happened San and I discussed college together. We wanted it to be easier on our relationship. So, we decided to apply to the same colleges and hope to be accepted. And we were. We both accepted a spot at the same college. Little did I know that everything would take a turn for the worse.

 That was enough catch-up time. My parents, San, his parents, and I just unloaded the last of our things into our respective rooms. The only good thing about going to the same college is that we have separate rooms. None of the parents knew what goes on between us behind closed doors. No one does.

 I was told I would have a roommate but have yet to see any evidence of this roommate even existing. Seemed to me that Kim Hongjoong was a made-up person or someone who was running late. But as I think this some guy walks in who I assumed was Hongjoong.

 He was shorter than most guys, shorter than San, but around my height. He had many ear piercings which made him more attractive than he already was. Don't tell San I said that though. He dressed a bit differently than most guys do. Different from San. He wore a lot of leather that complimented his built body. He wasn't as built as San though. He dressed edgy compared to San who would dress the same as many guys would. Another thing that stood out about him was his slightly grown out dyed ginger hair that suited him. I wasn't checking him out at all...

 "Jung Wooyoung?" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

 "That's me, you must be Hongjoong. Nice to meet you, I hope we get along well." I stuck my hand out to shake hands with said man. He smiled at me and returned the handshake.

 "It's nice to meet you too Wooyoung." He kept eye contact with me during the handshake. The smile never leaving his face.

 "Do you need help unpacking? I just finished unpacking my stuff, so I can help if you like" I offered to him. This will kick start a good friendship hopefully.

 "Are you sure? Don't you want to spend some more time with your family while you're here? I saw who I'm assuming are your parents leaving right before I came in" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

 "They're helping my boyfriend out for a few minutes and saying goodbye to him and his parents first." I explained to him smiling softly at his kind gesture. He was very kind and I appreciated it. San wasn't always the nicest to me. He also didn't allow me to have friends. So whenever someone was nice to me, I kept it close with me to remind myself people are still kind.

 "Boyfriend? Did you plan to go to the same college, or did it just happen?" He asked me as we started to unpack.

 "We planned it." Oh, how I wish we didn't. Is what I wanted to say but couldn't. San would give me a new bruise to paint my body if he found out about that.

 "His name is San, and he can be a bit protective of me, so don't be surprised if he doesn't like you at first." I downplayed it just a bit. I was hoping since Hongjoong is my roommate, San might let me be friends with at least him.

Key word is might.

 I heard Hongjoong hum in reply to what I said. A soft knock on the open door pulled us from our conversation. We both turned to the door and there stood San. My blood ran cold. If he heard what I just told Hongjoong he wouldn't be happy. We have this fake image going on. That image didn't include the fact that San was protective at all. He was the opposite in that image. The relationship was all gumdrops and rainbows. No one knew otherwise besides us. Our parents were so proud of our relationship.

 "This your roommate Woo?" San asked in a tone I was so familiar with. The tone he used when he was upset with me but only, I knew that.

 He heard what I said.

 I nodded but knew he wanted me to verbally reply "This is Hongjoong, Hongjoong this is San my boyfriend." I quickly introduced them to each other, my hand slightly shaking.

 Hongjoong held his hand out to shake hands with San, "Nice to meet you San. I hope we all can be friends."

 San smiled a small fake smile when he shook Hongjoong's hand back, "Likewise. Can I borrow Wooyoung for a bit to get lunch with our parents before they head back? Be gone an hour."

 "Go ahead, he's your boyfriend, not mine." Hongjoong replied.

 "Great, we'll see you later on then." San smiled that fake smile again before he grabbed my wrist. Lightly dragging me out to not cause a big scene. I knew what was coming soon after we got out of Hongjoong's line of sight.