Wooyoung has gotten better. He felt healthier and happier. The group had noticed as well and grew concerned about his and Sans relationship. ever since San left Wooyoung was able to laugh and joke around more. He and Yeosang would make endless jokes and not have to worry about San storming off. The boy still looked tired and he didn't always feel too great, especially when he made his way home.
Of course, Yeosang had been curious. When they asked where San was wooyoung only replied, "he hates school why would he come?" and left it at that. Yeosang pulled Wooyoung aside after school knowing his best friend was hiding something and had been for a while. It was painfully obvious that Wooyoung was going through rough times.
They had sat in Yeosangs car in silence. Neither of them knew how to start the conversation. Wooyoung knew he was gonna be interrogated. He had been mentally thinking about all the answers and questions. He couldn't tell Yeosang what he and San had been doing the past year. As much as he trusted Yeosang, this was something that was risky. He hasn't even told his therapist about it and swore to himself that he had to protect himself and San.
But there it was. The question finally left Yeosangs lips. It sounded anticipating. Something that he was dying to know.
"What's been happening lately?" this question could be answered in so many ways. He just had to figure out which one was less important.
"I haven't been okay lately, it's just something's going on that'll hopefully pass. I've been seeing a therapist to guide me," he said smiling softly. This was something that was considered normal right? Getting help from professionals was normal? There shouldn't be any more questions to ask, but Yeosang had glanced over curiously.
"If you don't mind, what's been happening with you?" he was careful with his words not knowing what was up. He didn't want to trigger something in Wooyoung. He doesn't find his friend crazy at all. Except for the fact that the boy looked like he hadn't slept in days, he looked like he would snap if you said the wrong thing. He knew deep down wooyoung wouldn't attempt to do anything to him. Wooyoung could say he felt better... which he did, but his temper was short now. He got aggravated too quickly when there was something he didn't want to discuss a certain thing.
This was something Yeosang had risked. He held his breath waiting for the response.
Wooyoung had glanced over at him tiredly. "Nothing going on, just checking up on San and such. He's been sick," he said. It technically wasn't a lie. They had been testing on San for weeks now. He hasn't gotten anything back from the doctors. A part of him was glad he wasn't told. Yeosang has stopped provoking it. "What's your address?" he had asked. Realization hit Wooyoung harder than ever. No one knew about the house.
"I was planning on going to the library today." he lied. He started unbuckling his seatbelt till Yeosang stopped him.
"Wooyoung, you were fine all day today till I ask what's wrong. So please tell me, what's been happening?"
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I know exactly where this is going :)
I'm not sure if this chapter made any sense. I might go back to edit it if I remember :)
