Ocean's Descent ||| Woosan (Ateez)

7

The second San left the room, Wooyoung ran over to the wall to look at the strange thing there.

Someone had taken a piece of the ocean and frozen it. It was also protected by some kind of barrier because it was smooth when he reached out to touch it.

The even stranger thing was the fact that there were people frozen in a few other places in the house.

Wooyoung felt so lost and he knew he had more studying to do on human culture, but he was already worried that San was catching on. He needed to make sure he was careful from here on out.

But he wasn't sure he'd be able to with the way San made his heart thump. It was very distracting and made it hard for him to do anything else.

The sound of a door closing drew Wooyoung's attention and he hurried to stand in the middle of the room.

San came out with his hair still damp and Wooyoung felt his gut flip. Oh what he wouldn't give to see San in the ocean with him...

"So shall we go?" The human asked, offering a kind smile while motioning for the door.

"Yes please!" Wooyoung bounced forward and opened it so they could leave.

Even though he had just been outside not long ago, he felt so much better when the salty air started to fill his lungs. He ran forward and bit his lip when he felt the sand move between his toes. It was absolutely delightful.

San came to join him and looked down at Wooyoung's feet while arching an eyebrow. "Did you come over here without shoes?"

"Shoes?" Wooyoung asked, tilting his head. When he saw the questioning look on the human's face, he cleared his throat several times. "Oh, um, yes. I don't have any."

"You don't own shoes?"

"No?" Wooyoung could feel his eyes widening with his confusion. What were shoes? "Let's go!" He said quickly, and without thinking, he took San's hand and started pulling him down the stretch of sand toward the small town that had been built around the coast.

Instead of letting go like Wooyoung expected, San seemed to squeeze a little tighter and hurried to keep pace with him. "So before we do anything we need to look at getting you some shoes. Do you have any money?"

Once more Wooyoung had no idea what he was talking about, so he just shook his head no.

"It must be nice to not have to worry about these things." San said, shaking his head.

Wooyoung looked down at the ground and fell behind a little. He was trying so hard to not let his self doubt get he better of him, but it was hard not to hear the slight judging tone in San's voice. It made him want to tell San who he was, but there was no way he could. It was too dangerous...

"Come on, it looks like there's a thrift store over here. I suppose the least I can do is get you some shoes since you saved me." San looked over his shoulder and gave Wooyoung a kind smile.

For a moment Wooyoung wanted to ask him what he was talking about. He didn't need to do anything, anyone would have saved him... right?

But Wooyoung also had no idea what he was talking about and he didn't want to make a fool of himself by asking.

He studied the buildings in front of him and eye the people around him. It wasn't as loud as yesterday since there wasn't a large crowd, but Wooyoung still felt a little overwhelmed when he realized just how many people there were.

It made him move a little closer to San. He had no intention of getting separated.

And yet the second they stepped inside a building, Wooyoung couldn't help but let out a small gasp.