Jung Wooyoung in The Heart Mender

Jung Wooyoung - Chapter 5

You had pulled Wooyoungs head onto your lap, hoping that that would be more comfortable than just being on the hard concrete. You had watched San beat up Lukas and his cronies, and you were so impressed by him. You were thanking your lucky stars that he had lived so closed to the school. Otherwise, you and Wooyoung would of been in deep trouble. In between tears, you saw San grab Lukas by his shirt. He shook him hard and quietly threatened him. You only assumed that he threatened him because of the way Lukas's eyes widened and nodded violently in agreement. When San finally let go of him, Lukas smirked at him, but San only had to step forward to send him running. 

San then spun around to face you, and his face was scrunched up in anger and worry. He walked swiftly towards both of you and knelt in front of Wooyoung, pressing two fingers to his neck. He squinted at you for a bit and then bent down to Wooyoungs chest. He stayed there listening to his heartbeat for a long time, and you started to wonder if he just wanted to lay on him. San abruptly got up again.

"What happened? Who are you?" San asked suspiciously. He was so close to you that you couldn't help but realize how striking he was. His parted black hair was ruffled and was long towards the ends. His deep chocolate brown eyes were staring daggers at you, and you couldn't help but feel scared. His pink lips were parted slightly, still out of breath from the fight. 

"I-uh. Where to begin," you started flustered at his questions. "We were at the dance, and he saw me crying. That guy you were roughing up at the end is my ex-boyfriend Lukas. He saw us together and starting chasing after us..." your voice trailed off as you felt Wooyoung shift on your lap. He moaned softly, and his nose scrunched up as he stirred. San looked curiously at you with an eyebrow raised.

"Are you Y/N?" he asked. Your eyelashes fluttered quickly, and you nodded-- shooting him a quizzical look.

"Yes, that's me. How do you know my name?" you asked him. San shot you a small smile.

"I don't think I should tell you how I know. Wooyoung might be able to hear us, and he will kill me if he finds out I told you," he said as he ran his hands through Wooyoungs hair. 

"Oh my god, shouldn't we call an ambulance?" you said suddenly. San shook his head. 

"No, he'll come to soon, he only has scrapes and bruises. Wooyoung is a drama queen, aren't you, buddy?" San said as he smacked Wooyoung's chest roughly. Wooyoung yelped in pain, and his eyes opened widely. 

"San, what the hell! Don't you see I'm injured?" Wooyoung shouted. San rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. Wooyoung looked up to you, smiling, his head still on your lap. 

"C'mon buddy, let's get you upstairs. I'm sure my grandparents wouldn't mind if you both stayed over," San told the both of you. 

"But, I'm so comfortable here, Sanie!" Wooyoung said as he reached back to wrap his arms around your waist. You looked at down at Wooyoung, his face tilted back and squinting to try and see your face. San was trying his best not to smile, but he began to smack his stomach to motivate him a bit. 

"Wooyoung, C'mon its midnight, it's cold, and you wouldn't want this pretty lady to catch a cold because of you," San stood up and extended a hand to Wooyoung. Wooyoung sighed loudly and pushed himself up. But that made him get dizzy, and he fell back a little too roughly on your back. You gasped and wrapped your hands around his cheeks. 

"Wooyoung, are you okay?" you asked, and he only whimpered in response. You looked up at San, giving him a puppy dog look so he can help Wooyoung. He obliged, blushing, and he slid an arm under Wooyoung. He carefully raised him slowly, stopping when his whining became too loudly. Once San finally had him at a standing position, Wooyoung started to sway, and you couldn't make out what he was saying. 

"San...ie...carr..y.. meeee..." he moaned. San picked him up with ease, carrying him like a baby. San went up the stairs quickly, looking over his shoulder now and then to make sure you were still behind him. You rushed to open the door for him, and he carried Wooyoung to the nearest room, placing him in a huge fluffy bed. You followed behind him and sat right next to him. San excused himself to get the first aid kit and some extra clothing for the both of you. You leaned forward into Wooyoung to push back his hair from his eyes. You noticed a small smile on his lips as you repeated the action. He popped one eye open and began to giggle. 

"Is Sanie gone?" he asked. 

"Yes, he's gone."

"I wanted him to carry me," he said, laughing, "I got beat up. I didn't want to move." He reached for your hair and started to twirl it in his fingers. 

"About that," you said with tears in your eyes, "I'm so sorry, Wooyoungie. I didn't think Lukas would react in that way, and seeing you hurt as this hurts me so much--- I'm so sorry," you burst out crying. 

"Oh no, baby girl, don't cry. Come here," he grabbed your arm to pull you into his chest. He rubbed your back as you let out your sobs. 

"I was so scared, I thought they were going to beat you to death," you cried louder. 

"Hey, hey, hey," he said, tilting your head up with one finger. "I didn't die, and I'm just a little bit less handsome right now. It's all over now, baby," he kissing you gently on the lips.