[Wonwoo was in his office now. He opened an envelope and start to check the papers while a servant was still standing there.]
Wonu:
Did they find anything in CCTV recordings?
Servant:
Someone jammed the CCTV camera there so there's no recording about anything.
[Wonwoo nod and put the envelope in his table's drawer.]
Wonu:
You may leave.
[The man left the room when Wonwoo look at his wounded hand.]
Wonu:
The more i try to save everyone the more it's getting out of hand.
[Wonwoo sigh and lean his head on the back of his chair.]
Wonu:
I am scared. What should i do? When will all of this gonna end? No no Jeon Wonwoo you are an Alpha and pack's leader if you'll start to get scared over little things, then who will take care of everyone?
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SUSUNDAY(THE PARTY):
[Today is sunday Mingyu is getting stressed over everything. Everything is already done but Mingyu still think everything is lacking.]
Wonu:
Gyu calm down. It's more than perfect already. You're just getting stressed over nothing.
[Wonwoo said to Mingyu who was frowning looking around him still in his pajamas. From yesterday he's managing the whole house without getting any rest. He even wake up early in the morning and staright start to work on party's decoration.]
Wonu:
Stop getting stressed. You should go and get ready. It's almost time.
Gyu:
But...
[Wonwoo put his finger on Mingyu's lips and start pushing him toward their bedroom.]
Wonu:
Just go and get ready. Being presentable is also a part of party preprations. Let's go.
[Wonwoo pushed Mingyu in shower and go back to check the preprations. Soon the party start Wonwoo was greeting the guests when Mingyu finally came down. Before he can go to Wonwoo Mr. Jeon start introduce Mingyu to guests. Wonwoo was admiring Mingyu from afar when Hoshi nudge him with a smirk.]
Hoshi:
Someone is too whipped for Gyu.
[Wonwoo shyly smile still looking toward Mingyu who was busy talking to guests. Hoshi look toward Wonwoo and warmly smile.]
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Howling Souls (Minwoo)
FanfictionI'm enmeshed in the silent dance of unspoken emotions within the kaleidoscope of our shared moments. My solitary fondness is woven delicately by every misplaced gaze and silent word. His chuckle, a sound that travels through the passageways of my he...