Broken Dancer // Woosan

Spilling Truths

Hongjoong and Seonghwa waited at the hospital for over an hour. Yeosang begged to come, but they both agreed he needed to get some rest. It's been a long night for everyone.

"He'll be okay, Joongie." Seonghwa whispered, then kissed the top of his head as it rested on his shoulder.

"I'm gonna let him take my bed, you and I will sleep on the couch or something."

"I have an idea, but I feel like I'd be shot dead for it."

"Possibly." Hongjoong softly smiled. "What's your idea?"

"Let him stay with San."

"If only." He sighed. "Have you texted him?"

"No, it's 4am. He's definitely asleep."

"What about Mingi and Yunho?"

"They're both up. Mingi offered his room since he sleeps in Yunho's bed now, but I said no because they wouldn't know how to take care of him."

"That's true."

They both picked their heads up once they saw Wooyoung roll into the waiting room in a wheelchair.

"I told them I couldn't walk, but this is just pure laziness. Don't be alarmed." He smiled.

"How are you even out here right now?" Hongjoong asked.

"They said I was good to go." He shrugged. "Fractured ribs just like I thought. The blood was from the physical trauma. So all I need is a month's worth of rest and I'm set."

"And you're okay with that? Not being able to work?"

"Hongjoongie, I am on the verge of a breakdown that this entire country should prepare for because it will not be pretty."

"Alright." He sighed. "Let's go, cripple."

The three of them left the hospital and began to drive back to the apartment. They wanted nothing more than to sleep and forget about the events that had taken place.

"Is San gonna hate you guys for helping me?" Wooyoung nervously asked.

"No." Seonghwa replied. "And for the record, he'd be devastated if he found out what happened."

"You haven't told him?"

"I assumed you didn't want me to, because you know exactly what would happen."

"Do I?"

"He'd come rushing over to see you."

"I seriously doubt it."

"Wanna bet?" Hongjoong smiled, knowing Seonghwa was right.

"No, because I don't want to see him anyway."

"Alright, I'm sick of covering for San."

"Hongjoong." Seonghwa warned.

"What do you mean?" Wooyoung's nerves were beginning to get the best of him.

"That entire conversation you had with him? Yeah, that was bullshit. Ignore everything he said because he's an idiot and he knows it, okay?"

"Hongjoong, stop." Seonghwa knew his partner was at his breaking point, but he never thought he'd crack.

"No, I'm not finished." He snapped back. "San also isn't talking to anyone. He had a drunk hookup, that's it. He only said that because he legitimately wanted you to move on, but he can't handle it. He loves you and-"

"Stop!"

"Why?" Hongjoong shouted back.

"San shouldn't have been fired for getting with a student. What he should've been fired for was being a fucking dumbass apparently." Wooyoung laughed. "If you knew that, why would you keep that from me? Seonghwa, I'm asking you specifically. You've just watched me suffer, but you just let it happen."