Heliotropes and Homicide | WooSan

-A Fun Plan-

Wooyoung stared at the ceiling as if it was the most interesting thing in the god damn world.

He soon gave up and sat on the bed. How many days had it been? Wooyoung didn't know. For some reason though, San kept leaving and then returning a few hours later. Wooyoung would always hear the front door open and then close. And then the deafening sound of two clicks, signifying Wooyoung was alone and confined in that wretched home.

It had been around an hour (at least Wooyoung thought) since he had been staring at the ceiling. He was trying to conjure up his plan but all he could think about was what if he didn't make it. Would San keep him there forever? What about his friends? Parents? Were they all worrying about him? Was he on the news? Was he-

Wooyoung screamed in frustration.

So many questions that plagued his mind. He was going to become insane at this point.

This time San had left before Wooyoung woke up so now Wooyoung was dying from sheer boredom. Usually, San would come and wake Wooyoung up and then they would have breakfast. Sometimes they even watched movies or actually got along. Somewhat. Now though, Wooyoung wanted to be thrown in a ditch.

What's he even doing out there anyways??

Wooyoung sighed deeply. He got up again and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper.

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"Finally."

Wooyoung set down the pen and admired his work. He had mapped out an escape plan and his thought processes. Now that he had a clear plan, he would be able to escape much easier. 

Much to his dismay though, he heard the familiar sound of the front door being unlocked.

Shit.

Wooyoung's eyes widened and he scrambled to hide the paper. He only had a few seconds so he hastily folded the paper and spotted a drawer next to the bed. Clumsily, he reached it and practically threw the paper into a random drawer, pushing it all the way to the back and putting it under some book. He closed the drawer and laid down on the bed just as San started unlocking his door.

Wooyoung glanced at San as soon as he came in. He couldn't lie, San looked hot right now.

Hair slightly wet and dishevelled. An all black outfit with the shirt hugging him in all the right places because of the rain. And of course, that perfect face.

"I missed you baby."

Wooyoung didn't reply. San walked up to him and held his chin.

"Say it back."

Wooyoung grew surprised as he saw a stern look in San's eyes. In truth, it scared him a little.

"N-no."

San smirked.

"Alright then. I'll do it my way~"

Wooyoung yelped when he was harshly turned over onto his stomach. San then got onto the bed and above Wooyoung. He held him down and then Wooyoung felt a sharp sting on his ass. Involuntarily, he let out a yelp. And then again, Wooyoung felt another more painful sting.

"I hope my handprint stays there baby."

Wooyoung slightly screamed when San did it again. 

"S-stop it hurts-"

San laughed.

"Say it back then. Say you missed me."

This time, San squeezed the flesh of Wooyoung's ass tightly as Wooyoung moaned. Another sound of a spank shortly resonated around the room as Wooyoung's eyes watered from pain.