Jung Wooyoung in The Heart Mender

Chapter 7

A loud, deafening, angry scream. Startled, you ran out of San's room to where Wooyoung is. Your eyes widened when you saw the scene displayed in front of you. San was on the floor, scrambling to his feet, and his shirt torn from the front. His entire chest was showing down to the top of his abs. You looked at Wooyoung on the bed; he was in a spider-man-like pose with his lips pulled back into a snarl and growling rather loudly. Wooyoung was actually growling at San. Wooyoung shirt was also opened and there was a long, red gash across his tummy.

"What is going on here?" you yelled at them. They didn't even bother to look at you since they were staring daggers at each other. San's fists were bunched up, but he eased up a bit in your presence. He shot you a reassuring smile, and then went back to staring coldly at Wooyoung. Wooyoung got off the bed; his hand covering his wound and limped to you. You walked towards him and wrapped an arm around him to hold him up. "Wooyoung? How did you get this wound? Why didn't you tell us you were bleeding out?" you asked concerned.

"I didn't know I had it," Wooyoung said quietly. His face was pale and he could barely hold himself up. "But, San did try to kill me just now." Wooyoung turned around and stuck his tongue at him, but in doing so his legs gave out. He collapsed on you, but you had enough strength to keep ahold of him. San came to help you, and together put him back into bed.

"How exactly did you try to kill Wooyoung, San?" you asked him, giving him a puzzled look.

"All I did was try to clean his wound, it's going to get infected if it stays untreated," San said, slapping Wooyoungs' leg playfully.

"So who screamed then?"

"It was Wooyoung," San replied.

"Yeah, it hurt like hell! Tell me when you're going to do these things, San," Wooyoung responded. You shook your head in disbelief, Wooyoung was definitely a very special person.

"Sanie?" you said. San looked up at you expectantly. "Why don't you take a nap, or maybe may we bother you for some tea? I'll help Wooyoung with his wound in the meantime." San agreed and left quickly to make some tea. You got closer to Wooyoung and got the bandages that San must have brought in while you were changing. Wooyoung looked very weak, and again you couldn't help feel terrible about this entire ordeal. You wet a cloth in the water bowl and started to dab at the wound. Wooyoung was laying down with his entire shirt open, and you have never seen a man as beautiful as him-- sick or beaten up, Wooyoung was still as handsome as ever. Woouyoung stared at you intensely, and he watched you clean up his wound quietly. You applied a bit more pressure to his wound and he let out a soft gasp.

"Y/N, don't press that hard! Is this punishment for asking for too many kisses?" Wooyoung asked. You giggled and shook your head.

"You're way too obsessed with kisses Wooyoung, you really need a girlfriend," you told him. You pressed the white bandages over his wound and sealed it tightly with special tape. "See, that wasn't too hard? San was just trying to help you know. Plus, he saved your life! You should be nicer to him."

Wooyoung looked at you for a moment before he moved to the side and put his back towards you. His abrupt action startled you and you touched his shoulder to get his attention.

"Wooyoung? Are you sleepy? Let me tuck you in at least," you murmured softly. He shook your arm off and huffed angrily. You got up to go to the other side of the bed and you kneeled in front of his face. Wooyoungs' eyes were closed and he had covered up his chest with his arms. "Are you mad at me?" you asked again. He opened one eye and then switched to the other side. You sighed loudly. Why was he acting this way? You got up and pretended to leave the room. "Okay, Wooyoung I'm going to ask San to walk me home and I'll come by tomorrow alright?" Wooyoung sat up on the bed and yelled out, "Wait!"

"Don't leave me," he whined. You came closer to the bed and sat in front of him. You grabbed both his hands in yours and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Why did you ignore me then Wooyoung?" you asked. He pouted his lips and leaned extremely close to you.

"Saann-iiieee" he mimicked to your voice. That's when it hit you-- Wooyoung was jealous!

"You already call him sweet names and you barely met today," Wooyoung complained. You did your best to suppress a smile, but you couldn't help it. "We've kissed like three times already and you still haven't called me baby, or sweetie or any cute nicknames." You looked down to hide your smile as you squeezed his hands gently.

"What do you want me to call you then?" you asked him. Wooyoung stroked his chin and looked to the ceiling as he was thinking about it.

"Well, it wouldn't be special if I chose the nickname right?" he asked you. You smiled at him and you lowered your eyes to stare at his lips.

"How about Woo? or Wooyoungie?" you whispered into his lips. He closed the gap and you felt his soft lips on yours.

"That's perfect, baby," he said.