flash;woosan

quince

wooyoung

When he woke up his head was spinning.

Damn, I didn't even drink last night. He thought to himself looking around in his own room as if it was foreign to him.

Suddenly his vision went blurry, then dark. Screams echoed in his ears and his heart beat slowed. This seemed all too familiar.

The night he sold his soul was just like this, but why was this happening out of no where?

"Jung Wooyoung." A deep voice called out to him. He was not sure how to respond. It was like words would not even leave his mouth. Or he could not muster up the courage to say anything back to the mysterious voice. He was traumatised to say the least.

"Wooyoung. Perfect, Jung Wooyoung..." the voice mimicked an 8D audio. In multiple spots at the same time, the voice was all around him.

"I'm giving you a month..." Wooyoung wondered, a month for what? But his mouth didn't let him ask.

"You have yet to complete a disgraceful act. Do you wish to return to a poor man?"

"Asaroth?" The only thing Wooyoung had been able to say the entire time.

"One month Mr. Jung... I expect something horrible to have been done, or you can kiss your life of fame and fortune goodbye."

The world resumed. Birds chirped, the sun shined, his vision was normal once again.

—

San

"Y'know, Wooyoung came in after you dropped me off yesterday."

"Oh? Cool."

"San..."

San walked to the back to continue taking inventory on supplies for the restaurant, trying his hardest to avoid any conversation about Wooyoung. He didn't want to admit it, but seeing Wooyoung yesterday made him a little happy. He kind of missed the younger, but he still refused to patch up their "friendship."

"SAN!" SooA said louder and more seriously.

"hmm?"

"Will you really not talk to him?"

"Nope."

SooA sighed and walked back to the front to prepare for opening.

San sat down on a stool to take a quick break. He pulled out his phone and began to scroll on twitter. His scrolling was interrupted by someone rushing through the back door.

"Hey..."

That voice...

—

wooyoung

After being too scared to be alone he went to Gamchong to be with san, completely forgetting that San kinda hates him.

"Why did you come through the back door?" San asked with his arms crossed looking down at him.

"San. I-" Suddenly he couldn't speak.

"What?"

SooA heard the voice and came back to see what was happening.

"Wooyoung?"

Come on, talk.

"Guys...please..."