illusion <j.wy x c.sn> [woosan] ✔️

13

"san?! you came so quickly-"

"yes! wooyoung!" san dashed to wooyoung, held him up and hugged him fervently.

"s-san-" wooyoung couldn't breathe from how hard san was hugging him, "loosen the hug a bit..?"

"oh, sorry." san awkwardly chuckled as he pulled away.

"so you aren't an illusion after all."

"yeah.."

"okay so, please save me and help me kick my parents' asses?"

"hell fucking yeah!" san unknowingly grabbed wooyoung's hand and led him to somewhere unknown. wooyoung blushed at the unforeseen action as he was willingly being dragged around by san, his little crush.

"where are we going?"

"your parents' house, duh!"

"how would you know my address?!"

"i know everything."

"sure you do." wooyoung rolled his eyes as he secretly enjoyed the moment.

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"the source of my trauma...i'd have nightmares everyday because of them." wooyoung hesitantly scanned his former house's front door as he trembled vigorously.

"we can always come another time if you're not ready yet.." san comforted wooyoung as he softly rubbed circles on his back.

"sure, thank you."

"anyti-"

"what are YOU doing here, with another boy?!"

wooyoung and san whipped their heads towards the source of the voice. there stood a sophisticated, tall and slender woman glaring at both boys with piercing eyes.

"shit." wooyoung cursed under his breath as tears streamed uncontrollably down his eyes.

"and who is this new boy you've brought, fucking fag?" wooyoung's mom stared right into wooyoung's soul, scaring the life out of the poor boy.

"a-a frien-"

"i'm his friend. don't you think you're being a little too petty for kicking your son out of the house solely because of a three day suspension?" san cocked an eyebrow sassily as he confidently stepped forward, fearless of what the consequences would be.

"oh, so now wooyoung has a friend?" wooyoung's mom laughed hysterically, "and why would you be his friend?"

"why can't i?" san fired back, "him and i can be friends with whoever we want, it's seriously none of your business you airhead."

"whatever. what are you both doing here anyways?" wooyoung's mom raised an eyebrow in curiosity, making her look even scarier.

arms crossed, raised eyebrows with eyes that could kill, wooyoung's traumatising childhood memories of his mom abusing him came flooding in his mind.

"we just wanted to confront you, as your life has pretty much been filled with harsh and petty mistakes. but wooyoung isn't ready, so we were planning to go back." san said dangerously calmly.

"wasn't ready? psh, what a coward. i did not raise-"

"you didn't even raise him. what gives you the right to say you 'raised' him when you've been abusing and neglecting him your whole life?"

as the fight went on, more and more memories filled wooyoung's mind like a hurricane, all the traumas spinning in his head. his vision and hearing started blurring and worsening, until he finally blacked out.

a loud thud was heard as wooyoung fell onto the hard concrete path leading to the fancy mansion's front door. the duo, san and wooyoung's mom who were fighting froze for a second as they were startled. san quickly picked up on what was happening and his facial expressions twisted into a perturbed form as he ran to wooyoung. wooyoung's mom didn't even try to care, she just rolled her eyes and stood there, emotionless.

"woo! wooyoung!" san shook wooyoung, "wake up.."

"idiot, he's knocked out. just get him out of here, i don't want to see the both of you ever again." wooyoung's mom said sternly as he turned her back, walked back into the house calmly and slammed the door like elsa did.

'guess i gotta use my powers.' san thought to himself as he carried wooyoung, and flew him up to the sky.

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"i'll let you have fun in the human world for a while, just a while. you thought i'm just gonna let you go like that, pft. keep trying, san."