Apricus

Sick

They got their rooms, which they were gonna share two and two. Wooyoung had to share his room with... San. Oh fuck.

He wasn't the one who decided, Wooyoung would never if it was up to him, it was Hongjoong since he was the leader. He choose San and Wooyoung to share, Mingi and Yunho, Jongho and Yeosang and lastly himself and Seonghwa would share room.

"You guys need to get your act together, we have a concert soon coming up and I don't want you guys to be bickering like children, understood?"

They both pouted, "yes hyung."

And that was it, Wooyoung was going to share room with San. How was this gonna go?

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Wooyoung was trying to take a nap, too tired to do anything at the moment. Tomorrow they had to go to the arena and make sure everything was ready for the concert coming up. They had to do the choreography before the show, knowing how the stage would look and stuff.

He could hear San playing games on the highest volume, only to annoy Wooyoung of course. Wooyoung was about to snap, but before he could, San got up.

"I'm going to Yunho's room, see ya," San left, not looking back or waiting for an answer. It hurt Wooyoung. Why was San suddenly so angry at him? Wooyoung understood that San liked Yunho more, yet it hurt.

Wooyoung got angry at himself. Of course everyone hated him. He hated himself too.

He got up and went to the bathroom, very aware of what he was about to do.

He saw red, only looking for something sharp like a scissor or a razor blade.

He found a razor, it was San's. Oh well he hopefully didn't mind Wooyoung using it for a while. San would probably hope that he used it on his skin.

Wooyoung made six small thin cuts on his right wrist, thin blood lines were tickling down and blood was dripping on the bathroom floor.

Wooyoung cursed, not because it hurt, but because he had to clean this up, now.

He quickly got some bandages and wrapped it around his wrist. It pounded inside. He had to use a bandage since no one could notice it at the concert.

He then took a towel and cleaned up the mess he'd made.

As it became darker, San still hadn't returned, so Wooyoung spend his alone-time on playing video games on his phone in his bed. Until suddenly Yunho popped his head inside of his door, asking him if they should order room service.

Wooyoung lied and told Yunho that he'd already ate. Yunho's face turned into something that looked like pity. Yunho then let out a sigh and closed the door, without saying anything.

Wooyoung was about to fall asleep while playing on his phone as the door suddenly opened. It was San.

San grumbled a bit in the dark and Wooyoung closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

It sounded like San stopped whatever he was doing, and slowly got closer. Closer to Wooyoung.

Wooyoung felt nervous, what was San gonna do? Hit him? No way, San could never do tha-

Before Wooyoung could think anything further, something soft fell upon him. A blanket.

San put the blanket so it was laying perfectly over him, making sure he wasn't cold.

San let out a sigh before stepping away, going to his own bed.