[ KAIZEN || WooSan fanfic ] sequel - book 2

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Jongho hadn't spent that long when his phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen and sighed, getting up.

"It's Yeosang. He's probably wondering where I am. I gotta go.", he told San, answering the phone. San stood up after to him to see him off at the door.

"Sang-ah. I'm on my way. You can go to bed if you want. It's pretty late."

He got into the car, listening to Yeosang rant about how much he would rip San's hair the second he laid eyes upon him. Jongho sighed, almost chuckling at his boyfriend's behaviour. Yeosang alwasy sucked when it came to making threats and so he could see him quite literally threatening the air pretending it's San and seriously scolding him. To top it off, his lisp just made everything he did even cuter. He also had a habit of widening his eyes when he was telling someone off, mocking them or being shocked.

Jongho loved Yeosang.

He arrived back a few minutes later, calling out into the house only to see Yeosang walk out with a fresh box of chicken and a can of coke. He paused and stared at Jongho as if he'd been caught.

"Yeosang."

"What? Seonghwa and Hongjoong told us to feel at home, did they not?"

"That doesn't mean finish their entire means of survival Yeosang. We came here yesterday and I've lost count of how many times you've walked into that kitchen and come out with a box of chicken. Where are you even getting those from?"

"You haven't seen it? They literally stacked it in the fridge. I just need to put them in the microwave before eating. They even left a note saying "For Yeosang. Don't touch or Doberman will find you""

"They didn't write that. You did."

Yeosang gasped dramatically, "How could you accuse me of such monstrosity?"

"Babe I saw you writing it at 2AM in the morning when you thought I was asleep and going down to stick it on the fridge."

Yeosang pouted, "I almost got away with it."

"It's okay. You can eat as much as you want.", Jongho ruffled his hair, the blond bangs falling into his face.

"Oh... what about Wooyoung?"

"He's asleep. But I'm genuinely worried about him. He said something about being done and that he just wanted to get away from everything. And just a few minutes ago before you walked in, I heard him talking to himself. He sounded like he was being strangled in whatever nightmare he was having. But by the time I came to his room, he seemed to have settled down. As much as I hate San, I'm starting to think there's something else going on that we don't know about."