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{A/F} scars ☆ San × Wooyoung

Word count : 1653

TRIGGER WARNING !!!

This oneshot mentions self harming, suicidal thoughts, anxiety and covers some sensitive topics. Please read at your own risk.

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 Wooyoung stood there in the bathroom, his back facing the mirror as he cried. Quiet sobs were escaping his lips as he looked at his body under the artificial light of the room. His knees were shaking terribly, nails digging into the sensitive skin of his waist as he hugged himself tightly. He scratched at it, leaving dark red marks behind that made him cry even harder, but he reminded himself to stay quiet.

 The group was asleep, none of the boys were awake as their day was awfully packed and they were all pretty tired. There was aone person who was unable to sleep though, thanks to the negative memories and thoughts that occupied his mind. All he could think of was the ugly memory of him getting badly injured while doing one of his favorite hobbies – horse riding.

 Back in the days when he was just starting as a trainee, he loved to ride. He absolutely loved the freedom of sitting in the saddle while galloping through the fields, chilly wind running through his hair. He used to go to this one farm that belonged to one of his mother's friends. They kept various animals there and Wooyoung always loved to help around. For that, his aunt let him ride the horse and sometimes go to some actual competitions, but it was usually just him going out on some relaxing rides.

 It was all fun and games, until one day, something not so pretty happened. Wooyoung was out on a ride, all by himself. He usually went alone so it was not a big deal at first, but while walking along the fence in the middle of nowhere, the horse got scared of something in the grass. He threw him off, which resulted in Wooyoung being thrown off into the field, his back colliding with the wired fence. It left ugly scars on his back. Ever since, he became insecure. He couldn't go and change with the other boys in the school nor now with the others.

 Back then, he felt so insecure and anxious where it came to the point where he started self harming. He knew it was bad and he shouldn't have been doing that, but he couldn't help himself. He just wanted to feel something different than constant anxiety rippling up his spine.

 When Yeosang came when they began as BigHit trainees, almost everything got back to normal. In his free time, Wooyoung went out riding, tried to embrace the fact that he was badly scarred and tried seeking help with the specialists. Although it took lots of time and patience from both the medics and Yeosang, Wooyoung has managed to get through it and was now much more happier.

 There were some time though when these bad memories came bubbling up and he couldn't stop them. He couldn't do anything more than just cry himself to unconsciousness, when remembering the times he got picked upon by the school's bullies for being different. For having ''girly'' interests, for having deep wounds all across his body, for being him. Sometimes, he soothes himself down quickly with a cup of hot chocolate and a book, as it made his mind go to different things, but at times like these, he couldn't do anything than just cry.

 He really tried keeping his sobs in, tried to be as quiet as he possibly could, but suddenly, he heard a voice calling for him. It was three in the morning and he has been crying on the bathroom floor for almost an hour now, he was probably hearing things, was what he thought. Upon hearing the voice, he hid himself behind the sink, in a tiny spot behind the cabinets. There he was, in a corner with knees drawn to his chest, crying his heart out, when the doors suddenly opened. There stood San, looking as sleepy as ever.