I hate you. || woosan ||

|| part 24 ||

San pov:

There I was, in a booth at the back of the club, with Celina on my lap. All the player from my team and all the cheerleaders sat around me in one big circle, talking and having fun. People were eating each other's faces off, playing drinking games or were just talking. I felt great. I haven't partied like this in a long time. I almost forgot the thrill, the feeling I got from it. The alcohol, the girls, the whole sphere, no worries at all, just straight up fun. Being with people I like, the conversations and the games made the parties or get together even more fun.

Partying made me feel free. I could do whatever I liked, take home whoever I wanted, talk about who I wanted to and nobody held me back.

I had a joint in my right hand and with my left hand I was caressing Celina's thigh. I heard voices laughter and loud voices as people started to point in a direction. I couldn't exactly see where they were pointing at, because Celina was blocking the view. She sat in my lap, dangerously moving from time to time. It got me frustrated and pent up. At the end of the night I'll be a dead man, that's if she continues to behave like this. Maybe I should just listen to Yunho and try to date her. She's quite pretty after all and her personality isn't too bad.

"San~ get me another drink, please." Celina asked me as she put her hand on my chest, slowly moving it up and down. I connected our lips and slowly made out with her. I was relaxed after all, why hurry? My hand on her thigh slowly moved up, reaching under her skirt. As my thumb reached her panties I stopped moving. I felt the warmth and wetness through the thin fabric. I squeezed her thigh softly and pulled back from the kiss.

"Alright, princess. I'll be right back." I replied with a wink as I moved her off my lap. I got up and walked a few steps until I got stopped by Kye.

"Bro, look at that. That guy who we played against today is totally going at it with a man!" He laughed as he pointed at the pair against the wall.

"What the fuck." I chuckled. "What was his name again?" I asked, my eyes still focused on the pair. Their actions seemed rough... almost forced. Whoever was the guy pinned against the wall, I felt bad for him. There is no way that actually feels nice.

"Wasn't it something like michael? Finn Michael or something like that. Not sure-"

"Finn?" I cut kye off. Finn...it couldn't be the Finn right? There is no way, right? "Sorry dude, got to get Celina a drink. I'll be right back."

And with that I walked towards the bar and towards Finn. As I got closer I began to see the boy he was with. He looked oddly familiar, until it hit me.

Slightly longer black hair, a white blouse, Smokey eyes, black dress pants. It was Wooyoung. I felt my blood boil. I got a better look at his face and realised He was crying. A broken glass shattered on the ground next to him. Finn held him tightly as he pressed his body against Wooyoung's . It looked disgusting how he forced himself onto Wooyoung.

I saw Wooyoung turn his head away only for Finn to roughly grab jaw and make him face him. He moved to his jaw and licked it with a wicked fucking smile. He smiled. He thinks it's funny.

I'm going to kill him.

I started pushing my way through the crowd to get to wooyoung. People were greeting me, talking to me, but I ignored them. The only thing I was focused on was getting wooyoung away from Finn.

As I was making my way through the crowd I saw Finn forcefully connecting their lips together in a disgusting, rough kiss. Wooyoung tried pushing him away, but Finn was too strong for him. I saw Wooyoung cry out as Finn bit his bottom lip. He unbuttoned Wooyoung's blouse and stuck his disgusting hand into his shirt, roaming over his fair, beautiful skin. Wooyoung's face contorted in pain. He was hurting Wooyoung.