𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. | 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐡𝐨

7

a couple weeks passed, wonho had visited once or twice within the weeks to give him his prayers, give him candy or flowers, or tell him that he's gonna be okay and. at his family hopes he will. this confused hyungwon because they may have had some interactions but they were really, hardly, friends. hardly acquaintances, and hyungwon wanted to be so much more to wonho.

he wanted to be wonho's love of course, although he was almost completely certain that was never gonna happen. minhyuk ships it through the roof, always teasing hyungwon about how he brought him flowers and how he actually cared and told him all these nice things about him and his family and hope that he would heal, minhyuk knew this always made hyungwon's heart pound. even if wonho wasn't saying what he said in a flirty, lovey way.

yet hyungwon was still in the state of mind that he felt wonho would never actually fall for him.

today was the day hyungwon was actually able to leave the hospital, he considered it to be hell partially because he thought the food was disgusting. his leg was fine, he could actually walk in it but if it starts to hurt again he'll need to come back and get a brace. the doctor had minhyuk sign hyungwon's papers since his parents didn't care enough to come in and check on him. it didn't really affect hyungwon though.

he wasn't depressed anymore. he wasn't hurt by wonho anymore. he didn't care if he his parents cared or not, and he's happy he thinks that way.

"alright take it slow, you haven't necessarily walked very far in a couple weeks." the doctor advised, bringing hyungwon to his feet. he wobbled for a moment before maintaining his balance. his leg felt like it was never hurt.

hyungwon took a couple steps, catching the wall and maintaining balance before he got the hang of walking again. they let hyungwon change and they filled out the last amount of documents before minhyuk and hyungwon walked out of the hospital. it was friday, and only minhyuk could make it because he really didn't care about school. no one else could come because they had either math or language arts tests today. hyungwon understood though.

"you feeling better, wonnie?" minhyuk smiled at his best friend. hyungwon's nickname was always wonnie, but only minhyuk was allowed to call him that.

"yeah, it feels like it never fractured. that car did hurt though."

minhyuk sighs. "i know, i'm sorry. i wish i was there to take your place."

hyungwon shakes his head. "i wouldn't want you to get hurt."

"i didn't ask what you wanted, i would've done it anyways." minhyuk said sassily but played it off with a big smile that he had ever since they met.

hyungwon smiles and they walk to a car that hyungwon does not recognize. "who's car—"

"mine. got it while you were unconscious."

"why?"

"old one was a junkie and it's engine was frying up. picked up this baby." minhyuk pats his beautiful red mustang, admiring it's shininess.

"it's very nice."

"here lemme help you," minhyuk opens the door for hyungwon and hyungwon grunts as he steps in and sits. minhyuk shuts the door and walks to the other side. he steps in and gives hyungwon the aux. "play whatever you want."

—

hyungwon insisted that they both go to school, 1st period had only just ended. both were lucky that nothing was due in that class.

as much as minhyuk tried to convince hyungwon otherwise, he lost and hyungwon won.

"thank you for the ride." hyungwon smiles at minhyuk, in which minhyuk narrows his eyebrows.

"i give you a ride every morning."

"yeah, yeah, shut up."

"hyungwon!!" jooheon runs up and embraces the smaller in a tight hug. hyungwon chuckles in the hug, grunting as jooheon squeezes. changkyun comes up and gives more so of a bro hug to hyungwon.

"we missed you," changkyun said with his deep voice. "it wasn't the same without you."

"you're making me blush." hyungwon smiles and the group embraces him into a one giant hug.

the boys enter the classroom—minhyuk and hyungwon— and take their seats to find their math tests on the desks.

"are you ready, wonnie?" minhyuk grins at him, a nervous look to his face.

"no, not rea-" hyungwon pauses once he lifts his test and finds a ripped piece of paper with a sentence on it. it seemed to be written with a messy red sharpie, kinda looks like blood.

"what's wrong?" minhyuk indulges quickly, a concerned look etched upon his face. hyungwon's breathing slowly gets faster before he hands minhyuk the note.

the note reads: "it won't be long before everyone finds out."

—
"wonnie! wonnie wait up!" minhyuk yells as hyungwon speed walks down the hall to throw the note away.

"what'd you get on the test?" minhyuk asks curiously, looking over hyungwon's shoulder and frowning in distraught. "don't worry, it's just stupid people."

"I got a 95%. And sure it could be, but it still worries me."

"don't be worried. let's go eat lunch, it'll take your mind off of it." minhyuk guides hyungwon to the table where all his friends are sitting. today was one of hyungwon's lunch favorite, pizza. he always loved the schools pizza, because unlike many schools around the world, they actually make their food and not heat it up from being frozen.

this made hyungwon happy of course. and the whole group greatly enjoyed when hyungwon was happy, because he hasn't been happy—purely—in a while.

—

"he's back?"

"yeah, didn't hit him hard enough."

"what do you mean? he's boney as fuck. he would've snapped like a twig."

"i don't know, man."

"we need to think of a new plan. i don't think they'll let him into the street alone again."

"yeah true. i wish i stepped hard on the gas."

"it's okay man," he licks his lips. "we'll get that faggot next time."

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