Rᴜɪɴᴇᴅ - Wᴏᴏꜱᴀɴ

Twelve - Yeosang

San   Wooyoung

After having explained everything to Yeosang he seemed to understand everything Wooyoung told him. Yeosang just listened while he explained, he didn't say anything to disrupt Wooyoung. "And that's how it is" Wooyoung finished.

Yeosang reached out for a can of beer and opened it. "Hmm"

He waited for him to say something else. But that's all Yeosang said. "That's it? I just told you nearly everything and all you say is hmm?"

"What do you want me to say then? There's not much really.." Yeosang took a sip from his beer. "I'm not going to say that I understand that man's plead but neither am I saying I don't. I'm just in between."

"Hey at least we got somewhere! So you understand why I'm siding with San?"

"Somewhat yes, but that doesn't mean I trust him. And neither should you. You've only met him last month."

"I know" Wooyoung reached out and picked up his first drum stick. "Anyways I'm meeting him tomorrow." When Yeosang didn't reply he added. "You can tag along if you'd like.."

"No thanks." He replied plainly.

"Why??" Wooyoung whined rather loudly. "It could have been like a prison date."

The latter laughed before raising an eyebrow at Wooyoung. "You're going to make an inmate third wheel? I think not. So no thanks Woo"

At the mention of that nickname, Wooyoung immediately thought of San and the way he said it. Before he realised it heat was rising to his cheeks.

"Why are you so red? You don't usually react that way to a nickname" Yeosang leaned in and inspected Wooyoung's face. "Or are you thinking of something else?"

He shook his head hard. He didn't want to make Yeosang suspect anything else. "No its not like that. I guess its been a while since you called me that..."

Yeosang stared at him, and for a while they were both just there alone, in the moment. Wooyoung leaned in and closed the gap between them. They started off slowly before speeding the pace. At that moment Wooyoung thought. 'This is going to be a long night'

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San   Wooyoung

It had already been around 3 days since the last time San had seen Wooyoung. It was the first time in a long while that San had found himself counting days. Maybe it was because of a certain thing that triggered this unfamiliar action.

He could quite vividly remember the words that had been uttered to him in such and unruly manner a couple of days ago. The day when he got escorted out of his cell by the leader of the guards, Park Seonghwa. Now that he was thinking about it, it certainly wasn't a good memory.

He'd been escorted out of his cell early by yet another familiar face, Jeong Yunho, Song Mingi's partner. Although their first introductions weren't that pleasing, San felt that he'd get along well with Yunho.

Yet once again, San was taken to see the one person who he trusted in this hell hole. He walked by himself to the prison court and flashed the latter standing in front of him a wide smile.

"It's been a while. Miss me?" The man spoke.

"I don't know if I should answer that" San walked towards Wooyoung before they exchanged a quick hand shake.

Wooyoung raised an eyebrow. "Hmph fine then. I didn't miss you either" That one statement caused San to laugh for what seemed to be the first time in a long time.