Where wounds can heal ~ Woochan

Chapter 8 ❄️

❄️Cold❄️

❄️Nobody POV❄️

Today when Woojin woke up, a big surprise was already waiting for him. He looked out of the window and saw the whole world covered by glowing white snow. Snowflakes were dancing their way down to the earth. The sun was shining and the snow started to sparkle and glitter. He admired this view, it was like magic to him. He wanted to stay there the whole day, not even thinking about going to the others. Why should he? He was alone here, Chan was already up, and he could just do the things he liked. Starring out of the window, thinking about his live.

But he had to make breakfast for the others and he didn't want to be scolded again, so he went down the stairs and did what he had to do. But today he seemed happier than always. It was because of the weather. Although it was cold outside, he liked the crystal snow. It made him calm down. And he thought that maybe today would be better. Maybe he will be fine today, he felt something like hope. And this feeling kinda took the burden off of his heart. Well, if this was even possible.

But at the end this day was damning like all the others. It was especially the evening. He hadn't been scolded often, but the hate didn't stop either. Now he was reading all those scathing comments and he felt like crying, again. But what should he do about it? He still couldn't talk to anyone about it. And he also couldn't stop reading. It was like an addiction. He really wanted to stop, to look out of the window, to watch the snowflakes fall, to forget. But something was kinda stopping him. And all off a sudden he felt bitterly cold, though he was inside, on the couch, wrapped in a warming blanket.

He stood up and went to his room. He couldn't stop the tears anymore and just let them fall. He didn't care about the dinner. He didn't care about anything. He just wanted to sleep, he just wanted to let go, and so he fell asleep while the tears were running down his cheeks.

Chan saw Woojin's stressful and cheerless expression. He wondered what he was doing on the laptop, what could make him that sad? When Woojin closed it, turned around and walked to his room without saying a word, he started being curious and also kinda worried. He kept an eye on him since he told him those hurting words that night. Because he felt sorry.

He opened the laptop and looked at all the hate against Woojin. He felt so blind at that moment. How couldn't he realize that those cruel words destroyed the older one step by step. Chan closed it again and walked to their shared room, finding a sleeping Woojin. Se sat next to him and patted his head.

"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for being so dumb, not realizing how you felt all the time."

All of a sudden Chan felt the strong urge to protect him. He looked at the boy in front of him, who was sleeping peacefully, and something made his heart beat faster. He caressed his cheek and felt the tears. But what could he do?