I hate you. || woosan ||

|| part 15 ||

Seongwha pov:

Just as I pulled back from the hug, my phone rang. My face turned white when I saw the caller id.

Wooyo🤍~ is calling...

"Hold on, San. I got to take this." I said as I quickly walked into hongjoongs spare room. Leaving the sad boy behind In the small living room . I was going to ask Wooyoung's some questions, questions he better answer honestly.

"Oh my god! Seongwha! I'm so glad you're picking up! Nobody is-" he immediately started taking the second I picked up, but I cut him off.

"What the fuck have you done." I said as I pinched my nose bridge.

"I- what? What do you mean?"

"You have been sleeping with San?! Me and hongjoong asked you that exact question and you lied to us?!" I whisper shouted.

"H-how do you know...? Where is San, seongwha. He'd promise me he would text me and eat diner with me but he hasn't texted me since Thursday and he isn't home!"

"Don't worry about that. What you do have to worry about is our friendship. Now tell me, Wooyoung. Why is San with me and hongjoong, crying his eyes out?!"

"He is what?-"

"You told his brother he had been "using" you? What were you even thinking?! San also said that you were the person to say to forget about it, to put in in the past. But here you are telling other people. Don't you know in how much risk you put San?! He can't have people finding out, Wooyoung!"

"But that was-"

"You know what. I don't want to hear you right now. Don't come visit us. We don't want you near San in any way or do we want you talking about him to other people. Understood?"

"Seongwha, let me explain!-"

"What is there to explain?! You have been telling people you have been used by San but here you go saying you're kinda into something with someone else?! So you're not playing with one but with two people! I can't believe I sat through your sob story about your pathetic past while you are no better than those people!"

The other side of the line fell silent. I immediately regretted my words when I said them. He had to hear it.

"Seongwha..." wooyoung said after a short while. I heard his voice break at my words.

"Listen. Wooyoung, I know that you went through a lot but that doesn't mean you have to do the exact same thing to other people. That doesn't fix things!"

"I have to go."

"Wait, Wooyoung!-"

Then he hung up.

I normally don't get mad easily, but over the past 2 years of knowing San I got protective. He might seem all though but if you hit where it really hurts, he will easily break. So wooyoung hurting him like this, making him cry, really struck a nerve in me. I stayed in the spare room just for a little while longer to calm myself down a bit.  I didn't want to make San even more distressed. I hated myself for talking to wooyoung like that. But it had to be done.