Broken Dancer // Woosan

Take Care

"And this is your room." San sighed, not too thrilled that they wouldn't be in the same bed. Being in this situation only makes the temptations worse.

"Okay." Wooyoung nodded, secretly feeling the same. He thought it would be best to stay separated for now, but he could only remain strong for so long.

"If you need anything, I'll be in my room."

"You gonna go back to sleep? I'm honestly shocked you came to begin with."

"I needed to see you."

"Gotcha." Wooyoung walked over to the bed and struggled greatly, but he didn't want San to know he was in pain.

"Do you want to shower? You're still covered in glitter."

"Shit." He whined, knowing that would be another challenge.

"Do you need help?"

"I'm not a cripple."

"You kinda are." San smiled.

"Fine, then carry me." Wooyoung held his arms out, only making a joke. But the next thing he knew, he was carefully lifted and taken to the bathroom.

"Do you wanna take a bath instead?"

"I probably won't be able to stand up." He smiled.

"I'll help."

"No, you just want some excuse to see me naked, you freak." Wooyoung lightly smacked San's chest and laughed.

"Nothing I haven't seen before."

"Wear a blindfold and I'll allow it."

"A little kinky, no?"

"Oh, shut up and put me down." Wooyoung was grateful for the glitter and makeup, along with the bruised eye. San couldn't tell just how much he was blushing.

He did as he was told and placed Wooyoung down on the closed toilet seat. Wanting to help the best he could, he wet a small hand towel under the sink and rubbed some soap in together, then began to clean his face.

He was careful not to hurt Wooyoung, although he felt bad every time he winced. All San wanted was to take care of him, and let him know he was safe.

"Almost done." San whispered, still focused on washing off the makeup and glitter.

"You're a little too close for my liking."

"Crazy how you had such a different mindset twenty four hours ago. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were doing this on purpose."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because you want me to beg."

"Is that such a crime?"

San smiled as Wooyoung pouted. "It's the least I could do."

"Okay, so do it."

"Now?"

"You love me, don't you?"

"More than anything."

"You have twenty four hours to make up for the weeks of bullshit you put me through. Hope you can figure that one out, Professor."

"Ouch, it almost feels like an insult now."

"Get over it." Wooyoung mocked. For someone who was in excruciating pain, he certainly knew how to play it off well. In some twisted way, San found it attractive.