come see me
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Wooyoung felt like he was on autopilot mode, riding to San's apartment. Nothing ran in his mind after typing "ok." Staring at the apartment number, he knocked on the door, briefly snapping out of his trance. Regret washed over him as he rethought everything. If he had truly moved on, he wouldn't be standing here. Wooyoung turned around, contemplating leaving, until San opened the door.Wooyoung's heart raced as the door swung open, revealing San's enthusiastic grin. Before he could react, strong hands grabbed him, pulling him into the lively chaos of San's apartment, where the noise of friends mingled in confusion. Amidst the clamor, Hongjoong sharply turned to Wooyoung, firing the million-dollar question, "Is it true that you're with Yeosang now?" It caught Wooyoung completely off guard, his mind went blank.
He didn't want anybody to know, not while he's in a middle of a divorce. He feared to be judge, but here is his friends staring at him shock as his silence spoke the truth before him. Wooyoung managed to let out a yes.
"It's true, "He looks at san in the eyes, they were glossy and his cheeks were hazy pink. Wooyoung realize that he's drunk causing wooyoung to sigh. He wish he didn't have to say it like this." Yeosang and I are together."
"Wow," San's voice wavers, carrying an unmistakable hurt that lingers in the air.
"San, can we talk, please? Alone," Wooyoung's words tumble out, his voice dropping to a low murmur as San turns away, his back now facing the whirlwind of emotions in the room.
San glances over his shoulder, eyes brimming with unshed tears. The pit in Wooyoung's stomach deepens as he witnesses the pain he's caused. "Why?!" San's voice sharpens, each step towards Wooyoung a crescendo of building rage. "Are you embarrassed that everyone knows you're... a...fucking...slut?" The words hang heavily in the charged atmosphere, and the weight of guilt settles on Wooyoung's face.
Regret floods him, a bitter realization that coming here may have been a mistake. In this moment, Wooyoung feels he's inadvertently proven Yeosang right. He doesn't know why he even came, or expecting the alternative reason of san asking to see him. He wish he listen to his cut because now he stands in guilt watching chaos break loose.
"why'd you even come here?" san yells, making wooyoung feel overwhelmed. Seeing san in this state deeply hurt him especially know he caused it
"you're right. why am i here?" wooyoung scoff at himself, he couldn't believe he is crying. it's bad he ruined mingi birthday with his crying and now he is again crying because he came to see san," I don't know what i'd expect."
San sneered, attempting a feeble imitation of Wooyoung's gentle tone. "You don't know what to expect from me?" he jeered, voice rising. "Well, guess what? I can be just as unpredictable!"
Thinking on his feet, Hongjoong quickly implored Seonghwa, "Take San to his room, help him calm down." Seonghwa nodded, escorting San away, leaving Wooyoung facing the others' distress. Before Wooyoung could speak, Hongjoong firmly said, "You should leave." As he guided Wooyoung to the door, he added, "San needs time to heal, and right now, seeing you is only making things worse."
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