Hostage | Woosan

Twenty Four

Wooyoung had to lean against the wall as he suddenly felt so weak. He put up a hand to cover his mouth as he began crying, slowly sliding down and bringing his knees up.

There were too many lies San has been telling him and so many questionable behaviors.

He didn't even know what to believe anymore.

He kept telling himself that he has changed and he'll be better for him.

But deep inside, he knew he was lying to himself to be able to stay with San.

He loved him, there was nothing he could do about it.

He loved him so much leaving was not an option for him.

We always fall for the bad guys, and don't realize it until it's way too late and we're way too broken to be fixed.

But Wooyoung just wiped his tear, grabbed his umbrella and walked out to the yard, standing in the rain.

He took a deep breath, slowly putting down the umbrella and throwing it open to the ground to let the cold rain directly hit his face and mix with his warm tears.

"Baby!" San cam running with his own umbrella. "What are you doing? You'll get sick." He stood close to the other and held the umbrella over both of them.

Wooyoung sighed when he was covered again from the rain, quietly turning to look at his boyfriend. A million thought playing in his mind.

One of them screamed liar liar liar.

But one in a million couldn't be heard.

"Babe?" San smiled. "Why are you staring at me?"

Wooyoung just shook his head and looked away, not reacting when San wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close.

They stayed like that for a while until the rain got heavier and heavier.

"Let's go inside, come on." San took his hand and lead the way back inside.

"You're kind of wet, let me get you a towel."

Wooyoung nodded, quietly waiting until San came and dried his hair with a towel.

"You should change, you'll catch a cold like this." San tilted his head in confusion and worry. "Babe? Everything okay?"

Wooyoung looked into his eyes intensely, wanting to say so much, but he couldn't say a word.

"You want to watch the rain? Let's watch it from our bedroom window."

Wooyoung shook his head. "I want to sleep."

"Sleep? This early?"

"Yeah...I'm tired."

Tired of your endless lies.

"Alright, let me take you to bed, but change first."

Wooyoung quietly followed San, letting him change him into a warm set of pajamas and lay him in bed.

"Baby...can you please tell me what's wrong? You seemed fine just before we went out." San sat on the edge of the bed, reaching to stroke his boyfriend's hair. "You can talk to me..."

Wooyoung squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting any tears to fall in front of the other. "I'm fine, just leave me alone."

It was strange to San. His boyfriend has never asked him to leave him alone before. Even if they were fighting or arguing. Wooyoung was always clingy and needed him to be close, he was too attached to ever ask him to leave, and he hated being alone.

"Are you sure you want to be alone?"

"Yes! Just leave!" Wooyoung pulled the blanket over his head and rolled to the other side of the bed.

"Alright...if that's what you want..." San quietly got up, turned off the lights, but kept one table lamp on because his boyfriend hated the dark.

Then left the room.

With so much weight on his shoulders.

He sat down on the couch, pulling his knees up to his chest, eyes blankly staring at the tv screen.

He found himself crying uncontrollably.

One hand over his mouth to stop any noises from coming out.

The two lovers were both crying silently in different rooms.

Maybe both for the same reason.

Knowing they will have to separate soon.

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After a few hours, both were still awake, their eyes red and puffy from crying.

Wooyoung needed water for his dry throat after that long crying session.

So he wiped his eyes and quietly left the room to make his way to the kitchen.

Of course on his way, he would see San still sitting on the couch.

The latter turned to look at him. "You're still awake..."

"Of course...it's too early like you said."

They couldn't see each other's faces clearly in the dark apartment, lit only by the tv screen.

"Do you need anything?"

"I'm just getting a glass of water." Wooyoung turned and headed to the kitchen, filling a glass of water and quietly making his way back to the bedroom.

San was the last thing he wanted to see at that moment.

They stayed the night in two separate rooms, half sleeping half crying.

But San knew he had to ask what's wrong, he had to know what it was that made Wooyoung suddenly turn on him.

He had to know if he found out the truth.

He could barely open his eyes in the morning, so he got up to wash his face with some cold water and fix a cup of coffee to hopefully be more awake.

Meanwhile, Wooyoung was still wrapped up in the blanket, not having the energy to move at all and his head hurting like it would explode.

So he reached to San's nightstand drawer to grab painkillers when the pain got unbearable.

He knew he needed food and water first, but he couldn't care less in that moment.

He just wanted the pain to go away so he could curl back into his misery.

With a frustrated groan upon not finding the pills just by touch, Wooyoung finally sat up to take a look himself.

He finally found the medicine.

But it wasn't the only thing he found.

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A/N: what could wooyo have found that would change everything?!