Wooyoung PoV
"Oh god! What do we do? What do we do?!?!" I yell at San unable to contain my self from completely freaking out.
"Calm down! We just need to get everyone together and inform them of the trouble awaiting us! Come on!"
I nod.
San grabs my arm, making sure not to lose me in the crowded chaos and runs towards Yeosang, who was crouching in a far corner, completely shaken by all that's happened.
"Yeosang! We need to get out of here!"
Yeosangs terrified eyes fill up with tears as he breaks down at the sight of us.
"OH thank GOD you're here! Everything is so messed up!! Someone even threw up on my designer jacket!!" He clings to my legs, while me and San exchange a worried look.
"We don't have time for this! We need to get the rest of them and leave immediately! Come on!!" I grab Yeosangs arm, and all three of us run towards our next target while trying our best to not get caught up in the food fight.
We make our way towards Yeonjun and Changbin who are completely unfazed by all the food throwing and are still focused on their dance off.
As we near in on them, we realize that the rest of the gang are right there too, watching the dance off, cheering them on.
I sigh in relief.
Great! Now we can all just get out of here!
San leaves my hand and walks upto the others standing there watching and informs them.
I on the other, hand open my mouth to yell out to the dancers but the scene in front of me shocks me to the core.
A random man walks up to Yeonjun and he starts getting too close. He pulls Yeonjun by the arm and starts dancing with him, It was clear Yeonjun was starting to get uncomfortable by how close this guys was getting, Yeonjun even tried moving away from him.
Why the hell is he getting so close? Can't he see how uncomfortable Yeonjun is?
Soobin had his eyes glued to the them, his jaw clenched and fists balled up.
This is bad!
The man shows no respect to Yeonjun's boundaries and starts touching him inappropriately. Yeonjun pushes him away with all his force, completely disgusted with the man.
How dare HE!!!!
I take a step forward to stand up for Yeonjun, but Before I could do anything Soobin throws a punch at him, knocking him down.
"How dare you get your filthy hands on him!" Soobin tone sounds dangerous, his eyes flaming with fury.
We all watch in shock as Soobin mounts on top of him, grabs his collar and throws one punch after another until he's bleeding.
The man pushes Soobin off of him and yells out something in French and the entire rooftop came to a halt.
Right after his yell, 5 other french men gather up behind him, the man points to Soobin with a shaky finger, and that was all that the 5 needed. The 5 men charge at Soobin and it was clear by the look on their faces that they would show no mercy.
Oh my God!!! This is bad!!! What do we do???
I turn to look in San's direction for any solution but he was no longer there. He had rushed out to help Soobin.
Everybody now has there eyes on the fight breaking out.
Both Soobin and San try their best to fight them off, fighting with everything they have.
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If You Only Knew : A woosan fanfiction
FanfictionWooyoung, after living in the states for almost 7 years decides to make a visit to South Korea, his home, to help with the preparations of Yeonjun's wedding, his bestfriend. San, abandoned by his family and scarred by the guilt of losing his love o...
