Twilight//Woosan

39

Wooyoung had just closed his eyes when the first explosion rocked the building. Jumping up as far as he could with tied wrists, Wooyoung looked around with wide eyes and quick breaths. He sat at an awkward angle and observed the room. No one else was in there with him and everything was still in place, save for the few things knocked over by the shaking.

What had happened? Where they being attacked? Raided? Robbed?

Wooyoung didnt know and that fact scared him. He began to panic slightly, closing his eyes to try and control his breathing. With his closed eyes and ringing ears he didnt notice the door open, only noticing when he felt hands on his bindings.

Jen stood in front of him with an alarmed look on her face, fingers nimbly untying the knots around his wrist. Her lips were moving to form words but Wooyoung couldnt hear them, brain too muddled and ears still ringing. He barely made out the words 'fire' 'run' and 'escape'.

So they were being attacked then.

"-oung! Wooyoung, sweetheart I need you here right now, please listen to me" Wooyoung could hear the urgency in Jen's voice and tried to force the cotton feeling from his head to focus on her. His eyes cleared a bit and Jen sighed in relief, beginning to explain again.

"Wooyoung, honey, we need to run and get out of here. San is here. You hear that Youngie, San is here for you! He came!" She shook his shoulder gently and it took Wooyoung a moment before he processed the words, a faint light soon coming back onto his eyes.

"Sannie?" He asked quietly and Jen grinned widely at him.

"Yes Youngie! Sannie is here and we need to go find him!" She grabbed his shoulders and forced him to look at her, "we need to get out of this room before they come to collect you, okay?"

Wooyoung nodded and tried to slowly stand, "okay"

Jen helped him stand on shaky legs and quickly moved to grab him some clothes. Wooyoung slipped them on with some help and stood for a moment. The clothes that had been tight fitting and pretty a month ago now hung loose and baggy on his body, sharp edges of bones pointing out from beneath. He felt ugly now.

Would San even want him back? He barely even looked human anymore.

Wooyoung felt like crying as he looked down at himself. He now realized how much had changed with the clothes on. He was barely alive.

"Hey Youngie, its okay. San doesn't care how you look, he will still love you and find you beautiful. Everything will be fine." Jen offered him a gentle smile and softly ran her fingers through his hair, "trust me, okay? Everything will turn out fine"

"I trust, okay" Wooyoung gave a small nod and Jen grabbed his hand to pull him towards the door. Wooyoung tried to take a step and felt his knee shake. His legs were weak but he could do it. He did it once and could do it again. San was here and Wooyoung was going to find him.

San looked around the building as he stepped through the burning doorway. They had found it, the place where Wooyoung was being kept. They had checked 6 other whore houses before they came across this one and found someone they recognized. Or rather someone that San recognized, one of the men that held Wooyoung on the night he was taken.

After finding the building the rest was easy. They rigged a small explosive (it was really just alcohol and a match but dont tell that to Jongho) and blew up the back of the building. Now that they were in, they could start looking for Wooyoung. He had to be here.

San had to stay positive. He would find Wooyoung and Wooyoung would be fine when he did. They would leave here and be happy again. Together.

That's what he had to believe.