It surprisingly takes Wooyoung quite a while to find San and when he does, the mere sight of him, sitting on the floor of the building's attic, right in front of the window, crying into his arms, has Wooyoung's heart aching in his chest.
The area is restricted, usually not accessible for any building inhabitant who does not have the ability to sneak in without making any noise. San and his friends once found this place, turning it into some sort of little clubhouse ever since. Well, San discovered it one night, walking past the sign that did not allow him to enter. He did it out of sheer curiosity at first and simply ended up spending all night right there, watching the stars and thinking about life. Mingi and Jongho were brought there the following day and the group has turned the place into some sort of clubhouse ever since. They simply hid a few blankets and pillows, as well as snacks that would not expire and only brought some drinks with them if anything at all, whenever they would come back.
But now, San is not here laughing happily with his two closest friends, watching the stars while talking about anything that comes to mind, maybe slip into a deeper topic at some point. No, right now, San is crying in here all by himself.
He seems to be in his own world, completely absent. So much so that he does not even notice how Wooyoung steps closer to him until the younger places a gentle hand on his shoulder, making San flinch flightly. He inhales sharply, turns his head towards Wooyoung and breaks his heart even more by giving him the chance to catch a good look at the sight of his tear stained face. Everything is puffy and wet, making Wooyoung gulp thickly as he can only imagine what San is currently going through.
"Hey.", he gently whispers, "Can I sit?"
San weakly nods, sitting down on the probably already previously rolled out and forgotten about, soft blanket on the ground. He sits close to San, so close that their upper arms are pressed together, as if Wooyoung just wants to transfer some of his warmth to San like this for comfort. But San feels a little shame, considering that this crying state of his, him looking absolutely devastated, is absolutely not any state of his anyone other than Jongho has probably ever seen him in. So he quickly wipes his face with both his sleeves before taking a deep breath and looking back out the big, clear window.
"Sorry...", he mumbles, swallowing down the lump in his throat right after. Wooyoung can only look at him. At his side profile that is still so perfect and beautiful, despite looking so broken at the same time.
"Don't be.", Wooyoung says, his voice soft to an extend where he knows he will not overwhelm San in his current state. He aims to keep it this way the entire time. "I feel like asking you if you're okay is not making much sense in this moment, but... are you okay?"
San shakes his head, sighing deeply.
"No...", he answers truthfully, "I just... what am I going to do now? This was all I had ever hoped for. I wanted nothing more than to have my parents back and I worked so hard for it too. And now Yeosang is telling me it was all for nothing? Just a trap to have Seonghwa's parents do whatever selfish bullshit they want to do after making us work for them? This is not fair. Not fair at all."
Wooyoung can tell how hard San is currently trying not to cry again. He can tell because it has become so easy for him to read the other by now.
"No, it's not fair, I know.", Wooyoung says and San drops his head onto Wooyoung's shoulder, still looking out the window, but while being even closer to the gorgeous young man he had been spending far too much time with lately. "I know how much you wanted this and I understand that you're upset and feel so betrayed. But you'll be fine, San. Believe me. We will all be fine."
"It's just... I kept holding onto this hope that even though mom and dad are no longer with me, I could still get them back with that wish. It was all I was ever hoping to have. They are everything to me.", San says, "You guys might be fine without your wish, but you also didn't know yet what it is that you want. I did, Wooyoung. Fuck, I miss them so fucking much and I can't believe I will never see them again... Can you imagine how it feels to lose your parents, then go through all that pain afterwards to somehow get back to living a somewhat normal life, just to get your hopes up so immensely when Aurora comes around and then bam - it was all just a scam. It feels like I've lost them twice, Wooyoung. Fucking twice... I'm all alone for fucks sake..."
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FanfictionJung Wooyoung hates Choi San. Choi San hates Jung Wooyoung. Wooyoung is part of a minority of people with a special gene, which awakens later in him than usual. Becoming a part of a secret organisation travelling into different realities to obtain r...