❥・ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 ❝𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬❞ ▸ After Wooyoung and San realize their feelings for each other in Insomnia, their lives have changed drastically. From moving into an apartment together to getting new jobs, life seems to be changing for...
This chapter is riddled with mentions of alcoholism, anxiety and relapsing. Please do not read any further if these topics are sensitive to you.
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Breathe.
San paces through the home with his hands balled into panicked fists. People are laughing and dancing around, exiting the home or moving outside, leaving most of the living space vacant and void of random strangers. Hongjoong and Seonghwa were no longer on the sofa, presumably secluded in their room doing God knows what, leaving San to search the view ahead of him with unavoidable stress. There was only one person he knew he could go to, only one person left that wasn't drunk and wasn't with someone; Yunho.
He takes a moment, collecting himself as he begins to walk towards the sliding door, peeking outside in search of his friend. Yunho had moved off of the bench they were sitting on previously, leaving San to huff in annoyance. The back patio was relatively big, but it wasn't too big. So, he walks further outside, roaming along the edge of the pool until he can see around the corner of the home, looking across every available space just in the event that he stumbles across Yunho, but to no avail.
His heart hurts. He isn't completely sure if he's disappointed, sad, frustrated; maybe a little of everything. Wooyoung was doing so well with his progress, but now San can't help but question how much of that progress was all a lie. He didn't want to doubt his partner, but then again, Wooyoung has never lied to him like this. There's an ounce of betrayal soaking into his veins, clouding every single tumultuous thought that crosses his mind subconsciously. San wants to believe Wooyoung more than anything. He wants to believe that the younger was stronger and better than all of this. There could be a million reasons as to why Wooyoung did what he did, but San can't ask him any of that right now. There were no answers to be had, just a thousand questions that seemed to build off of one another anxiously, leaving more room for San's thoughts to completely destroy any hope he had left.
In a desperate plea to find his friend, San strolls back to the once abandoned and dimly lit fire pit, finding Mingi slouched in one of the chairs, holding an empty bottle in his lap as he scrolls on his phone absentmindedly. San runs a hand through his hair before approaching, somehow finding words difficult to mutter once Mingi looks up at him to meet his gaze.
"Where's Yunho?" San manages to blurt out, doing his best to avoid any intrusive questions from his drunk friend.
Mingi shrugs. "Down by the beach. I think. Tell him to come talk to me if you find him."
San raises a brow, wanting nothing more than to pry, but he chooses to head towards the beach and avoid an awkward conversation that he wasn't sure if Mingi or he himself wanted to have. Who knew what argument the two had gotten into now, but if Mingi was insistent on talking to Yunho again, San would be sure to point the elder in Mingi's direction.
