begin again | woosan (✓)

- one hundred twenty -

tw / unintentional self harm (but that's the worst of it!!!!)

two years.

it had officially been two years since wooyoung had escaped his abuser. the boy was nervous for this day, but no one could blame him for that, especially considering how rough the first anniversary of his escape was.

he had been spending the nights leading up to this day wrapped up in san's arms, fearing that he would have nightmares and fall back again in his progress. however, the nightmares never came and he was doing pretty well day to day.

even san was a little worried, if he was being honest. but his worries were more around wooyoung's mindset versus the boy actually having nightmares or panic attacks.

he didn't want this day to put wooyoung back into the mindset that he can't. that he can't breathe or ask for help, that he simply can't do it. because that wasn't the wooyoung that san spent his every moment with. not anymore. wooyoung had grown so much in the past year alone, and san was incredibly proud. and wooyoung was proud of himself too. that was what worried san the most. that he wouldn't feel proud of himself on this day, just because it was inevitably going to be harder than any other day.

when the two woke up in wooyoung's bed that morning, wooyoung shuddered. his fear surrounding the day was quickly taking over, and san could easily sense this.

"woo~" the boy whispered.

"sannie..."

"hi, my love... you doing okay this morning?"

"yeah... i'm just... i-i'm nervous. and a little scared? yeah..."

"mm... i get it, woo. today's going to be a tough day, i know. but i believe in you, angel. and you should believe in yourself too. you're going to get through the day just fine, i know it.

"maybe you'll have a panic attack, maybe you won't, but no matter what, i'll be right here with you, yeah? and having a panic attack does not change how much progress you've made. you're doing amazing, my love. i'm so proud of how far you've come.

"today is just another milestone to celebrate. you got out of that situation, you made it out alive and now look at you. it may not always feel this way, but to me it seems like you're doing a whole lot more than just surviving. you're living, darling."

"oh, sannie..." wooyoung whimpered, pouting. "thank you... that means everything to me. you said everything i needed to hear... i love you so much."

"and i love you more. forever~"

wooyoung smiled small and hummed, leaning into san a bit more and silently thanking him for everything that he struggled to verbalize.

the boys laid quietly for a bit longer until wooyoung was feeling ready to get up, when they finally got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen.

"morning youngie, morning san!" yeosang greeted with a smile, mixing a bowl of batter.

"morning, sangie," wooyoung said quietly.

"i'm making pancakes if you guys are interested! jjong's out buying syrup, we're running a bit low."

"are joongie and hwa hyungs home?"

"joongie is at the studio until noonish, he had a meeting with one of the artists he's been working with. hwa hyung went out to breakfast with his mom, she was passing through the area on her way to an appointment."

"aw, i miss her... i didn't know she was going to be around."

"she was apparently supposed to be up this way a couple weeks ago and rescheduled the appointment, so hwa only found out yesterday."