Its been almost two weeks since that happened and they have now come in terms of realising that the situation they are facing would not be the same in the future.
San signed his documents and brought them back with two sets of copies and was planning to file a case on whispering pines within the next two days. This week had been exhaustingly tired and none of them could be relieved at thought of what is supposed to happen to them.
But what was abnormal is that, wooyoung didnt wanna do it anymore.
When san first got injured, his initial thought was to make sure it never happens to him again. Then, it happened to wooyoung himself.
And, this is just the start of everything.
What if something bigger strikes them? What if they never got live the same way? Will their life become a tragedy? Can they be happy anytime sooner?
Wooyoung didnt want to back down. But. Wanted san to back down.
When it is the most difficult case with san who is determined to stay reserved and turn plates, wooyoung felt fear rise within him.
He wanted to tell san to stop these. He wanted to yell that he loves him and that he didnt have do this to keep him safe. But he knew how stubborn and dominant san gets about his choices.
All in all, he decided to try, though he knew what was gonna happen.
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For most of the day, san was out which actually frigjtened the hell out of wooyoung. He was locked in the house by san. But now that he was locked, wooyoung was not able to sit tight in a single place without thinking about san.
There was a sound of twisting the door knob. He looked up from his demotivated self.
San stood there trying the free himself from his sweaty shirt. He came in while closing the door and removed his shirt. He turmed his face away not because of san being half naked but he was disappointed enough about how san handled the situation.
After refreshing up, san stood in front of him asking if he needed something to drink.
"𝘚𝘰𝘫𝘶."
"𝘏𝘶𝘩?"
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?"
"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘩. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥." san said.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘫𝘶. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯?" san asked again.
"𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭."
Wooyoung moved away.
He moved towards his room and was about to enter it when san grabbed him from his wrist. He turned back pulling off a blanck expression.
"𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨?" san asked.
"𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺."
"𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨."
Wooyoung sighed. He harshly backed down from sans touch and said,
"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘮𝘦. 𝘔𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵,-"
"𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱." san said making wooyoung even angrier.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶." he said eyeing san.
"𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦-"
"𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘯? 𝘛𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘦? 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥?"
Honestly all wooyoung doing now is throwing a tantrum. He was not upset about the fact that san locked him. But he was afraid that he wouldnt have been able to save san if something happened to him when he was locked.
San realised this.
He smiled slightly at how wooyoung was throwing a tantrum not for himself but for san.
He slowly moved closer and sneaked his arms around wooyoungs waist and hugged him. Wooyoung who was deep in his thoughts let san hug him.
"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸"
Wooyoung hid his face in sans neck. Anf san arched back his neck giving him more access. The comfort they found within this situation had taken up a moment of peacefulness for them.
They stood there until wooyoung wrapped his legs up onto sans torso indirectly telling san that he was sleepy.
The day today ended with some words of trust and understanding and by san making wooyoung fall asleep on him.
