Heliotropes and Homicide | WooSan

-Obsessed-

Wooyoung groaned as his eyes adjusted to the light.

He began to move, only to realise that his wrists were bound together behind a chair. Panic arose in him but before he could scream, he heard some kind of door being opened across from him.

Wooyoung desperately looked around, only to be met with dust and darkness.

"Well, you're finally awake Woo. Had a nice sleep?"

Wooyoung froze.

That voice.

No this can't be.

It can't be San.

Impossible. I must be dreaming.

As if San had read Wooyoung's thoughts, he chuckled.

"Yes it's me baby. San. Though I'm not so innocent and harmless anymore."

San started making his way towards Wooyoung. Wooyoung started shaking.

"S-stay away!"

San only let out a dark chuckle.

"My baby's scared of me~? How cute~ Don't worry Woo, I'll take care of you. You're mine now. All mine."

Wooyoung vigorously shook his head and tried to back away, only to remember that he was tied up.

Inevitably, San reached Wooyoung and knelt down in front of him. He reached over to Wooyoung's thigh.

"Don't t-touch me! Get off!"

San frowned. However, it was soon replaced with a smirk.

"You're all mine Woo. Don't make me use force."

Wooyoung started crying as San sat onto his lap and started kissing him passionately and roughly.

Eventually, Wooyoung broke it off for air as San looked lustfully at him.

"You're so pretty."

Wooyoung would have blushed if it weren't for the circumstances he was in. He'd been fucking kidnapped by someone he fell for.

"Why did you kidnap me? Why not approach me properly?"

San smiled.

"Well you see, I can't stand it when other people try to look at you, hence why I killed that shitty barista. And like this, you'll be with me forever. You'll be so happy. I promise to take care of you."

"Y-you killed the barista?"

San nodded happily. 

"I hated him."

Wooyoung tried to cry but was cut off when San untied him... Just like that. Wooyoung grew confused but later regained his senses and started to run for the door, only to be grabbed by the arm and wrapped in San's embrace. As comforting as it was, Wooyoung couldn't ignore what San had done.

No, he had to get out of here somehow.

He wasn't safe here.

Wooyoung yelped when he felt cold metal being pressed against his wrists. A click followed afterwards. It was then that he realised San had cuffed his wrists. Of course it wouldn't be that easy.

"Not so fast baby~"

Wooyoung scoffed.

"Don't call me baby. I'm not yours."

San smirked.

Out of nowhere, he grabbed Wooyoung and through me onto him onto his shoulder. Wooyoung continuously kicked around only for it to be in vain. San was so strong it didn't even phase him.