DEPUTY - woosan (crime)

040

His heart drums, he forgot of Changbin's existence as Lola pulls him out of the club. He stumbled after her seemingly being more drunk than Lola. If anything Lola was barely even tipsy.
" Come on! " Lola spoke, giggling. Wooyoung followed after her, stumbling over his feet while giggling drunkenly with her. He found it funny and ignored all red flags.

Lola was literally pulling him away from the club, not telling him where they were going. Wooyoung was drunk, or high, or drugged out of his mind being pulled away from safety. Changbin had no idea where Wooyoung was.

All he knew that his dick wanted to follow Lola, yet.. his heart wanted to go to San.

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San, I miss your touch and the way you make me feel.
Wooyoung thinks. Regretting everything.
He wished that he would just stay at home and drink Hot Cocoa while watching Netflix cuddled up next to his cat and in San's arms.
He wished that instead of him kissing Lola that he had kissed San instead.

He didn't want to be with Lola, He wanted to be with San.
But it felt like he was paralyzed, like no matter how much he tried to oppose whatever Lola said or did to him he couldn't. It felt like he had no control over his actions any longer and it pained him. It really did.

He blamed Changbin for this, but more than anything he blamed himself.

" Lola w.. where are you taking me? " He asks, his voice coming out stuttery and slurred. He hoped that Lola was taking him to San, although that was near impossible. He doubted Lola even knew who San was.

" You'll see. " Lola replied, not letting her grip on him falter.

" I don't think this is a good idea. " Wooyoung spoke outloud and when Lola doesn't respond he gets a terrible gut feeling. He tries pulling away from Lola but Lola doesn't let go of him.

Wooyoung pulls harder away from her, causing her to stumble back against him. Wooyoung grips her shoulders and presses his foot against the back of her calf causing her knees to buckle under her, making her fall to the ground backwards, letting out a huff in discomfort.

Wooyoung was about to open his mouth to speak to her when two wrists grab him from behind and pull him into an alley-way beside them, away from prying eyes. Lola got up to her feet and grumbled. " You bitch. " She spoke, dusting off her clothes.

Someone handcuffed Wooyoung's wrists behind his back and pushed him to his knees.

" Took you long enough. " Lola spoke, approaching Wooyoung and the other man in the dark.
" Sorry, it was funny watching you get tackled to the ground. " The man spoke, circling to the front of Wooyoung.

" Fuck off Yoongi. " Lola spat, and the said Yoongi chuckles lowly and coldly. The first thing Wooyoung noticed about him was his mint hair, almost glowing under the street-lamp above him. He was around the exact same height as Wooyoung if not a centimetre smaller, and his face wore a naturally cold expression. He wore a red plaid open jacket, a black thin shirt underneath with black skinny jeans with 2 belts. He dressed like an emo and Wooyoung's pretty sure he can see some hints of black smoky eyeliner along his eyes.

" No. Is this the one he wanted? " The supposed Yoongi asks, tilting his head to the side while observing Wooyoung.  " No way he's a police officer. " He commented, and Wooyoung almost feels offended though he's not that surprised because he doesn't look or act like a police officer.
" Police officer or not, boss said to bring him to him unscathed. " Lola spoke.