myungsoo: a bad boy from a broken home meets woohyun, the perfect boy with the perfect image. however.. no one is really perfect.. are they? they always say opposites attract
Woohyun races down the corridor and out of the building, following Myungsoo's trail. The bus is too slow for Woohyun at this desperate time, so he races home. He runs constantly for 40 minutes. His hair bounces as he runs, and his sweat and tears trick down his face. His blood races around his boys to his organs, and his legs are trembling with panic about what Myungsoo is thinking at that moment. All he can think about now is Myungsoo... he just wishes Myungsoo knew that..
As he runs, he spams Myungsoo's phone with messages of concern... praying for a response..
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But no reply.. Woohyun remembers what Myungsoo had said to him.. about his past.. and what he would do if was ever hurt by Woohyun.. 'Oh NO!!' Woohyun screams as he sprints across town.. several worries and thoughts racing through his mind.. this journey felt endless to Woohyun. He was becoming exhausted.. but his love for Myungsoo was worth every drop of sweat he loses..
He finally arrives back at home. He struggles to open the door because his hands are trembling. He finally opens the door, and races around the house shouting Myungsoo's name. 'MYUNGSOO?!' No answer.. Bedroom? Nope.. Bathroom.. Nope... Backyard... Nope...
Woohyun's breath is deep and rapid.. his heart is pounding in his chest... and his legs are about to give way underneath him... his panic becomes increasing apparent each second that goes by...
Myungsoo isn't home.. Woohyun sits down for a minute and calms himself down, just enough to be able to think clearly... Where would he be?... Woohyun is silent.. he stares at his smashed phone screen... whilst his tears fall onto his phone... all is silent for a few minutes.. Woohyun is deep in his thoughts.. pushing himself to think of where Myungsoo will be.
After a while... he remembers what Myungsoo said to him during their first talk when Myungsoo mentions his happy place... Desperate, Woohyun thinks back to that day... a time he knew Myungsoo felt cared for and appreciated.. something he hasn't felt for too long...
FLASHBACK: Myungsoo is crying and Woohyun is comforting him. they are both tracing Myungsoo's angel tattoo, when suddenly, he begins to speak...
'When i'm sad and need time alone...' Myungsoo begins.. his quivering voice makes it hard for Woohyun to understand.. however, he manages to understand him fairly well. 'Yes Myungsoo.. Where do you go...?' Woohyun edges him on to explain.
Myungsoo gazes into Woohyun's eyes and continues...' I go to be with her. The woman who makes me happy...' he glances back at his angel tattoo, and Woohyun gazes at Myungsoo, reassuring him he is safe once again..
PRESENT DAY Of course! Woohyun realises where Myungsoo will be.. He races out the door once again... and is praying that Myungsoo will be where he thinks he is... where he feels at peace.. and he feels comforted.. something he can't feel with Woohyun at the moment...
Woohyun calls for a cab. A cab arrives several minutes later, and Woohyun quickly states where he needs to go. His breath is so rapid that the taxi driver isn't able to understand him. Realising the issue, Woohyun robs his hands through his hair, lets out a deep sigh.. and in a calmer tone, informs the taxi driver of the place he needs to be...
He takes several deep breaths on the way to his location.. his tears have turned to tears of relief and hope, and his hair is ragged. All he can think about is Myungsoo.. and whether he is truly safe.. in the place he feels it... he hopes he is... and he hopes Myungsoo will give him a chance to explain.. he can't lose him... he just can't...
Suddenly it begins to rain. Woohyun's relief turns back to concern, with Myungsoo being out in this cold weather with potentially no layers.. What if he catches a cold? What if it makes him feel worse? Woohyun asks the taxi driver to speed up, his desperation once again clear on his face and in his voice. The taxi driver speeds up rapidly after understanding Woohyun's concerns.. and after a few more minutes... he arrives
He exits the cab, and slowly walks around, trying not to alarm Myungsoo.. if he is here. He shouts several times. 'Myungsoo?!' His voice echoes through the yard, and his clothes are becoming muddy and wet. Rainwater is dripping from his hair, and he is shivering. his shoes are getting caught in the mud, which has been made wet and sticky from the sudden downpour.
After losing hope.. he sees a silhouette in the corner of the yard, on their knees. He slowly approaches the silhouette, taking gentle steps and stops several feet away. Woohyun is quiet for the first time, wanting to be certain of the identity of this person before approaching any further. He takes some quiet deep breaths. All is quiet for several minutes. As Woohyun begins to move closer to the silhouette once more.. they begins to speak... with a quiver in his voice.
