Bored' Woosan

seven

Slight assault warning

It was almost 7 pm, close to the time where Wooyoung gets off, I was outside of the dance studio about to go in but someone grabbed my arm: Gwitae.

"I'm sorry what do you want?" I acted cold even to I was on the verge of breaking down, that was the last thing I wanted to do in front of him.

"Don't act so cold baby," Gwitae pouted, it was so fake it made my stomach turn. I tried to pry his arm off of me but he wouldn't let go. He pushed me, I flinched by the touch of the wall. He held my hands in a lock above my head.

My only way of escaping was trying to kick him in the crotch but he blocked my leg. I was completely trapped against him. Tears were falling from my eyes. His lips touched my neck, he kissed and sucked on my neck to my collarbone leaving marks. I groaned in discomfort in my head I prayed that Wooyoung would come and save me. "Baby I've missed you please don't leave like that again," he whispered in my ear.

"HELP ME! PLEASE HELP-" I was cut off by him stuffing his arm in my mouth I tried to bite him only to have his arm showed further into my mouth. Gwitae moved his kissing to my collarbone again.

Suddenly the door to the dance studio flew open, a furious Wooyoung was coming at my rescue. My prayers came true. Wooyoung pulled Gwitae harshly off me and slammed him against the wall by the collar of his shirt.

"Listen to me Im Taeyoung, you don't touch San ever is that understood." Wooyoung's eyes were filled with anger looking like he was about to hit Gwitae which I wouldn't mind.

"JUNG WOOYOUNG GET THAT MAN OFF THE WALL BEFORE I PUNCH YOU," Yeosang yelled from the entrance of the building. Yeosang was usually quiet, down to earth and hated violence so he would never hit Wooyoung even though he threatened to. I slid down the wall and started crying harder to the point of almost sobbing into my knees.

"Mhm fine." He let go literally dropping him not caring if gwitae got hurt.

"San, oh my god are you okay." He rushed down to me. I looked down at my knees ignoring Wooyoung. Wooyoung gently placed a finger under my chin to lift my head.

"My face is up here babe." Wooyoung laughed. Yeosang gagged in the background. him and his flirting made me smile a just a little.

"Are you two dating now?" All three of us turned our heads to face Gwitae. "I knew you two were up to something," Gwitae continued. Wooyoung turned to Yeosang.

"Can I punch him?" Wooyoung asked directing the question at his dance partner.

"I really wanna say yes, but you don't wanna go to prison if he turns you in," Yeosang said making a valid point.

"I'll get released again."

"San isn't in prison and you couldn't live without him even if you tried."

"So you are dating," Gwitae butted in only to get ignored.

"On second thought, I won't punch him." Wooyoung turned his attention to me again, Yeosang had gone back inside to do whatever. Only Gwitae was still there.

"Since you never gave me answer to whether you were dating or not can I have San." Gwitae gave the biggest smile fake smile ever. Wooyoung looked like he was about to protest against Gwitae, I didn't want a fight to erupt between them. The presence of Gwitae made me uncomfortable and I wanted him to leave so I did the first thing that came into mind I placed my lips on Wooyoung's. This wasn't the right time and place to kiss Wooyoung but I wasn't thinking clearly and panicking inside, Wooyoung kissing back saving the situation.

A trail of footsteps was heard followed by a loud groan telling that he left. After I was sure Gwitae was completely vanished I let go of Wooyoung.

"Are you okay?" I shook my head. Tears were threatening to spill again.

"Do you want me to carry you home?" I nodded.

"Hop on then." 

I said nothing and jumped on his back. On the way home I was crying lightly into his shoulder I felt humiliated, objectified and hurt.

"You know baby, it hurts me when you're crying like this."

"I'm sorry," I mumbled barely audible. Having Wooyoung in my life made me feel safe and comfortable he was always there for me whether it was annoying me or protecting me he was there.

"Woo?" He hummed.

"How do you know Gwitae's real name?"

"Im Taeyoung? He used to date my sister, he was; still is an asshole but you know that already," Wooyoung explained in a calm and soft voice.

"If you knew he was gonna be like that why didn't you tell me." I was getting slightly mad not really at Wooyoung he probably had his reasons.

"You were so head over heels for him, you wouldn't have listened if I told you and probably gotten rid of me instead."

I mumbled another "sorry." because I knew what he said was the truth 

We finally reached his apartment it wasn't a long walk at all but I would rather be home than walking even if it wasn't me doing the walking. Dealing with Gwitae or anyone but Wooyoung wasn't exactly on my to-do list right now. Honestly, I just wanted to run to the bedroom and cry. He put me down on my own two feet, my legs were a little wobbly but I managed.

He closed the door behind us before lighting a cigarette, not for himself but for me.

"Your lips have been on this." I fake whined to joke with him. I took a puff of the cigarette in a way of saying that I actually didn't mind.

"I could've  always put my lips on your lips instead of the cigarette." I started at him for a good second while my whole face turned different shades of red. He suddenly leaned over and placed his lips on mine only 0,5 second.

"Ugh, Jung Wooyoung you're so annoying," I yelled running to his bedroom to hide myself and my tomato red face.