Broken Dancer // Woosan

Torn

"What's got you in a bad mood?" Hongjoong asked, working alongside Wooyoung at the bar.

"Do I seem like I'm in a bad mood?" He replied, doing nothing other than serving drinks.

"You just seem quiet. Something happen with San?"

"Joongie, leave him be." Seonghwa calmly said, still playing guard dog to the both of them.

"It's what we talked about." Wooyoung said to the Psychology professor. "It happened."

"Oh." His eyes went wide, knowing exactly what he was talking about. "Does San know?"

"No, but he was telling me how much he reminded him of me." He rolled his eyes, frustrated with the situation. "I'm not upset with him in the slightest, just to be clear. But come on, take a fucking hint."

"Whatever you're talking about, you and your hints are practically nonexistent." Hongjoong chimed in.

"You know how San's first day was today?" Seonghwa asked his boyfriend.

"Yeah?"

"Well, he has Wooyoung's little brother in his class and he has no idea."

Hongjoong gasped. "Kyungmin?" Wooyoung nodded, not wanting to talk about it anymore. "Wait, why don't you want him to know?"

"Because San will try to fix Wooyoung's family somehow." Seonghwa answered for him, knowing he didn't want to say anything.

"Yeah, that would be messy."

"I just don't know what to do." Wooyoung stressed, becoming more frustrated.

Hongjoong gave Seonghwa a subtle nod, wanting the two of them to go in the back while he took care of business at the bar.

"Do you wanna go home?" Seonghwa asked once they were away from the crowd.

"No, I want San to stop bringing up Kyungmin."

"I can talk to him if you want."

"I don't want him knowing. Not even a little bit."

"But isn't that just going to hurt you?"

"I can suffer for a few months."

"No, come on." Seonghwa sighed, sympathizing with his friend. Wooyoung bit his lip, then put his head down so he could hide his emotions. But that was nearly impossible to do around the professor. "Come here."

Wooyoung held Seonghwa tight as he lightly sniffled. "I miss my brother. It's not San's fault, but it's not fair that he gets to see him almost every day now, meanwhile I'm not allowed near him. And as much as I wish San could do something, he can't. I don't want him stepping out of line or doing anything he shouldn't so he doesn't lose this job. I have no choice but to wait until Kyungmin graduates - then I'll tell him."

"I'm sorry, Wooyoungie." Seonghwa rubbed his back comfortingly. "Is there anything me or Hongjoong could do to help?"

"Just don't say anything to him."

"Do you think he'll figure it out?"

"Not a chance. Him not realizing I was the stripper he was fucking says enough."

"Well, he was drunk and never wore his glasses, you know that."

"I don't know, I just don't think he'll put it together. I mean, he literally said that he's a mini version of me. Well, San, maybe it's because he is. Ever thought of that?"

"What will you do if he actually does figure it out? Will you tell him the truth or deny it?"

"I'll have no choice but to tell the truth."