'You're worthless'
'Be more like your brother'
'You're dumber than I thought'
'I'm ashamed to be your mother'
'Nothing good ever comes out of you'
'What did I ever do to receive a child like this?'
Throughout his childhood, Wooyoung was constantly tormented by his parents', never being able to rest from his parents' criticizing. Not one mistake would pass by them. One mistake and he was done for. He always wished to be like his brother, who was the 'perfect' child. The one that made his parents' proud. The one who would be bragged by his parents'. The one who was loved. All he ever wanted was for at least one 'I love you' or 'I'm proud of you son.' But that never came.
Wooyoung was a lonely, timid child, who was afraid of everything, scared of being judged. He was bullied because of his small figure, and wasn't able to make friends. Wooyoung felt alone, he felt that no one loved him. No one was ever there for him when he was hurting. No one.
Wooyoung grew and grew and things began getting worse. Wooyoung began to hide all his emotions and became a cold heartless person. He got tired of everything. High school came around and he let himself go. He began getting in fights, not caring about school, doing stuff he wasn't supposed to. His parents' as always were disappointed in him, but.. he didn't care. His mindset was if his parents wanted be disappointed in him, then he would give them a reason to be.
Nothing changed him. No matter what he did, he would still feel empty inside. Nothing would fill up the loneliness inside of him. Nothing would help the lost child in him.
That was,,
Until he met Choi San.
It was the second year of high school, Wooyoung was getting into a fight with another classmate. Everyone gathered around, not caring to break up the fight, and just watched Wooyoung getting beat up, for the nth time. Wooyoung began to bleed, slowly losing consciousness. Just before he fell into pitch black darkness, he saw a figure break up the fight, 'What do they think they're doing?' was all he could think before he blacked out.
...
present
Wooyoung felt the rays of the morning sun hitting his skin, waking him up slowly. He wandered his eyes around the place, wondering where he was, before remembering what happened the day before. 'I'm at San's house' Woo thought, wanting to sit up, before feeling something restrict him.
San was wrapped around his snoring softly, his lips partly opened. Wooyoung smiled at the sleeping other, slightly blushing. He stroked the latter's hair before speaking up softly.
"Hey, Sanie.. wake up.." Wooyoung shook him gently, San just grumble not wanting to wake up.
"Five more.. minu..te..s" San mumbled hugging Wooyoung's body tighter, a small blush creeping up Woo's face. Woo sighed and decided to stop, not wanting to disturb the latter's peaceful sleep. He tried to get out the other's grip when San tugged on his shirt, "Stay..." San said half asleep. As much as Woo wanted to stay, he needed to use the bathroom.
"I have to go use the bathroom.." Woo said slightly embarrassed, before the other groaned and let him go.
"Come back though.." San pouted, his eyes closed. Wooyoung just nodded, even though the other couldn't see it. He left and went to the bathroom, and did his business. He washed up, and brushed his teeth with a spare toothbrush San had. He wiped his face with a clean towel and went back to the bed, where San was still sleeping. Woo went up to the bed and shook San again, to try to wake him up again.
"Sannn~ wake uppp," Wooyoung started, still shaking the other. San shook his head and threw a pillow at him.
"No.." San covered himself with the covers, Wooyoung taking them off of him. San whined and pouted, sitting up on the bed, looking half asleep, "You're mean.. Let me sleepp.."
Woo cooed at his cute sleepy face, "No.. it's 11 already.. get up already-" Woo stopped when San pulled him back in the bed.
"No. I don't want to.. It's Saturday and I don't have anything to do so just let me sleep.." San pouted wrapping himself around Woo.
"Fine, I will.." Woo sighed in defeat, San grinning, his dimples showing, "Now let me go, I'm hungry..."
"Hmmm... I won't." San giggled, Woo's heart flipping at the sound, "You're comfortable.. my comfortable pillow.." Wooyoung's heart began beating faster.
"Ahaha... I'm going to go eat." Wooyoung didn't know how to respond to that. San just looked, and Woo just looked the other way and got up from the bed, San sticking to him.
"Waaaa.. Nooo the bed is that way where are we goinggg" San getting carried away by Woo, and looked back at the bed extending a hand out watching the bed getting farther away.
"I'm gonna get food, I'm hungry.." Wooyoung pouted, making his way to the kitchen.
"Fine.." San said in defeat, knowing that he wouldn't get Wooyoung to be his pillow, "Will you make me breakfast too?" San said in a cute voice, Woo scoffing.
"No." Wooyoung said bluntly, San gasping.
"Pleaseeeee" San begged, "I'm hungry too.." He pouted, showing puppy eyes to Woo, knowing he couldn't say no to that.
Wooyoung sighed yet again in defeat, "Fine.. now take that look off your face." San grinned in victory and kissed Woo on the cheek.
"Thank you~~" San said happily, Wooyoung blushed slightly, and nodded. He put San down, and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Wooyoung made eggs and pancakes, and brought it to the table. San clapped his hands and began digging into his food.
"You act like a five year old sometimes.. you know," Wooyoung chuckled watching San eat, his mouth stuffed.
"N-no I d-don't.." San pouted, Wooyoung just laughed.
"Yeah whatever.." Wooyoung continued eating, San smiled at him, before beginning to eat again.
Wooyoung and San finished, sighing in content, San patting his stomach, "I ate well.. Thank you" San smiled, Woo smiled back.
"You're welcome." Wooyoung said. He noticed San had a bit of syrup on his cheek, and wiped it off. San looked at him confused before realizing.
"You had sy-" Wooyoung abruptly stopped when San licked the syrup from his finger. Wooyoung felt his ears heat up and snatched his finger holding it in his hand.
"It's not good to waste y'know?" San said standing up, to wash his dishes. Wooyoung sat there, trying to comprehend what just happened. 'What the-' Wooyoung felt his heart beating like crazy. He shook his head and calmed himself down, 'It's nothing special.. Get it together Wooyoung!' Wooyoung thought to himself, and sighed. He then stood up and went to wash his own dishes as well. Standing next to San.
"My finger is now contaminated because of you" Wooyoung said frowning slightly. San looked at him, and smacked his head, Woo surprised at the sudden action, and rubbed his head.
"It's not that serious," San said in an annoyed tone, "Calm your dramatic self down.."
Wooyoung chuckled and nodded, "Okay.. Can you wash my dishes too?" Wooyoung said in a persuasive tone, smiling cheekily at San. Before San protested Wooyoung gave him the reasons, "I let you use me as a pillow, and I made you breakfast." Wooyoung said, smiling in victory when San grabbed his dishes and began washing them.
"I hate you.." San mumbled.
"Love you too~" Wooyoung kissed his forehead, San slightly blushing.
"I'll get you back Jung Wooyoung!" San pouted watching Wooyoung leave the kitchen.
"Okayyy, whatever you say Sanie.." Wooyoung laughed going to the room to get changed.
