~ 𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊. - 𝓌𝑜𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓃 ~

𝑜𝓃𝑒.

before san had ran away from the stranger, who was actually wooyoung, he had blurted out his name. which was stupid, now wooyoung could track him down with the help of his group. he went over to yeosang,
"hey bestie" wooyoung hummed,
"need something?" yeosang asked, eyes fixed on his computer.
"can you find out where choi san lives and all that stuff about him?" wooyoung pouted at the end,
"of course, just don't pout again." yeosang chuckled.

san just layed on his bed, texting lucas and sicheng

choifuckoff
i witnessed a crime guys help

lucuss
no san you didn't stop being weird lol
dingdongitssicheng:
you probably didn't you probably saw some old lady put something in a what they called-

choifuckoff
it's a cart or a basket airhead it wasn't an old lady!! it was a cute man who was probably like idk older than me?

dingdongitssicheng:
everyone is older than you lol
lucuss:
if he's cute i call dibs!

choifuckoff
he's mine bro k bye

[ CLOSE DOWN PHONE? ]
~ YES OR NO ~
YES!

# SHUTTING DOWN... #

san sat on his bed regretting his choices of telling the man his name. the man had dusty purple hair and beautiful, pretty lips... anyways,
something got thrown at his window, causing it to smash.
"f-f-fuck..." he mumbled underneath his breath. he grabbed shiber and his phone.

[ SWITCH ON? ]
~ YES OR NO? ~
"yes you mother-
-fucker..."
san angrily
whispered.

YES!
0/100%

by the time it had gotten to 10%, someone was in his bedroom with a pipe.
"g-g-go away.. d-d-don't touch me! n-n-no!"

all he could see was blurred, the same dusty purple hair, beautiful, pretty lips...