❥・ 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...
There is mentions of severe anxiety, mental health discussions, and topics relating to a car accident. Please do not read any further if these topics are sensitive to you.
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Traffic had stopped. The only thing San can see ahead of him is a line of cars, all stationary as sirens blared ahead. The snow was unrelenting, but not yet sticking to the asphalt, leaving the roads only slick and wet, thankfully not completely coated in a layer of fluffy snow. San needed to turn his car around or find a way to exit the traffic, finally receiving an email from his professor that he was canceling class and his internship study for the night, all because of the incoming weather. San wishes the email blast would've been sent sooner, but he was thankful he could at least go home and be with Wooyoung.
He had been sitting here presently for about ten minutes at this point, and traffic had still yet to move, but he tried to be patient, knowing fully well that if he were to act rash and try to rush home, he could end up getting into an accident.
A ping on his phone drags his attention away, glancing at the incoming call screen. Yunho?
"Hello?" San curiously answers, a tinge of anxiety settling over his skin.
"San. Where are you?"
"Stuck in a traffic jam. There was an accident near campus, and I can't turn around yet. Why?"
"I don't want you to panic, but Wooyoung just called me-"
"Is he okay?" San's hand immediately searches for the gearshift, settling on it with an uneasy feeling coursing through his veins.
"Something happened. He was saying that everything was gone, and he wouldn't stop saying that he was alone."
"Oh shit," San moves his gearshift back, placing his car in reverse before glancing at his overhead mirror. "His job. Yunho-"
"Oh fuck." Yunho mutters through the other line, falling silent afterwards. San begins to reverse out of his lane, spotting a parking lot to his right that he could easily turn into. Thankfully, the car behind him began backing up as well, offering him whatever space he needed as he began to turn to the right, carefully entering into the parking lot and out of horrendous traffic.
"Yunho-" San takes an uneasy breath. "One of us has to get home. Wait-? Where's Yeosang? Isn't he there?"
"No. Wooyoung said he's alone, and I just got off the phone with him. When I talked to Yeosang this morning, he said he'd be there by the time you left."
"Are you on the way back?"
"Yeah, but it's gonna be like twenty minutes, I think. I still have to make it back in this bullshit and get my partner to take over my patrol-" Yunho sounds irritated, and San can't blame him.
