Jung Wooyoung in The Heart Mender

Chapter 6

You squirmed as he bit your lip, and you pulled back from the kiss— your hand pressed on your lips.

"We've kissed way too many times today, Wooyoung," you said, shaking your head. He only smiled at you. His bruises on his face were beginning to show more. Both eyes were a dark purple, his lips swollen, and you can see his chest had small cuts. You stared at his chest for a minute too long and you shook your head in embarrassment.  "I feel so bad about all of this. I'm so sorry, what can I do to make you feel better or more comfortable?" He held your hand, massaging your knuckles with his thumb.

"I think you already know the answer to that Y/N," Wooyoung smirked. "But, have we really kissed too many times today? I feel like we haven't kissed enough," he tried to wink at you, but his eye wouldn't fully shut because of the swelling.

If the only way to make him feel better were kisses, then you will kiss him as many times as he wants. San came back with the towels, clothes, ice packs, and a bowl of water. He dipped a cloth in the bowl and squeezed the water out. He placed the damp towel on Wooyoung's forehead. Wooyoung closed his eyes and started humming a lullaby. San puts ice packs on his eyes. Then he unbuttoned Wooyoungs shirt further and put another one there. Wooyoung hissed and smacked Sans's hand away.

"San! Why are you so cruel to me? You could have given me a warning before you placed it there," he was whimpering now, clearly in pain.

"You're such a crybaby! You'll feel better in the morning," he giggled. You stared at them, their relationship was too pure. They seem to genuinely love each other a lot, despite all their bickering. San massaged Wooyoungs shoulder, patted it a couple of times and then got up. 

"Y/N, I have this sweater for you to wear. It might be a bit big on you, but I'm sure it's comfier than wearing a dress," he handed you a white sweater. "I'm sure you're exhausted so once you change I can show you where you can sleep tonight."

"She's not sleeping here?" Wooyoung whined. San gave him a sharp look, but then smiled. 

"I was hoping we can sleep together, Woo. I'll sleep on the couch there so that Y/N can sleep comfortable in my bed," San said.  Wooyoung was very upset about that and started to pout. Wooyoung looked at you pleadingly, hoping you will say something to San. So, the only reasonable thing to do was to oblige. 

"San, if you don't mind I'll stay here and take care of Wooyoung. It's my fault that he was beaten up and his condition is like this. We shouldn't impose and be a bother to you," you said in your sweetest voice. 

"Alright, then. But, if you need anything, just wake me up. Follow me to my room, Wooyoung we'll be right back," San said ushering you out of the room. You walked across the room and into a dark room. San flicked the lights on and sat on his bed to eye you curiously. You hugged the white sweater tighter, suddenly feeling nervous at his piercing gaze. 

"Are you sure you don't want to sleep here? It's really comfortable," he asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," you said as you looked around the room. It was so neat! "San where can I change my clothes? Do you have any pants I can borrow?" 

"Oh. I didn't think about getting you pants," he started to search through his drawers. "I only wear a thin gown to sleep, I get overheated quickly when I wear comfortable pajamas." He has his back towards you and when you look to the side, you saw that thin gown he was talking about. You quickly looked away and your face turned red. You can feel the heat in your cheeks and you buried your face into the sweater. San turned around looking triumphantly with dark brown pajama pants.

"Found one!" he saw you with your face buried into the sweater and gasped softly. "Y/N are you okay?" he walked quickly to your side putting his hand on your shoulder. You quickly moved away from him.

"I'm fine. I'm just really worried about Wooyoung, can you go check on him while I change?" you asked him. He nodded, then he left the room closing the door shut behind him. You were so glad he left, and you started to zip your dress down. You were folding your dress on top of San's bed when you heard a scream. 

A loud, deafening, angry scream.