Wooyoung looked up at San who was bending down to look at him, his eyes still blue. It gave Wooyoung peace of mind, that San still liked him when he was keeping secrets from him. Forced to at least. "Nothing's scaring me," Wooyoung let out, hoping San would look away. He heard another loud thud, hearing San's name in that screechy sandy voice. Only it wasn't from downstairs anymore.
Wooyoung flinched, covering it up by jumping up and away from San. "You seem scared," San said, his eyes turning a little red. He wasn't mad at Wooyoung, heck no. He was mad at whoever it was that was scaring him. Earlier in the shower too, Wooyoung was scared of something. Or someone.
"No, no, nah I'm just," Wooyoung said, faking a yawn. "Let's go get some more snacks," Wooyoung said, taking San's hand in his. He left their game and other snacks alone, practically pulling San inside and away from whatever it was outside. He didn't have it in him to turn around and look at the figure, but he felt it. He felt it as it reached out for San, seeing the ugly hand pass him slowly. Wooyoung slammed the door shut on the hand, taking in a shaky breath when he heard the figure scream. He turned around San only staring at him and the door.
"Why did you slam the door?" San asked, not pulling away when Wooyoung reached out to take his hand. "A bug was about to fly in," Wooyoung said, with a quick smile holding San's hand tighter. If only Hongjoong were here. Till then he would take shelter somewhere he thought was safe for San. Or he could get Seonghwa?
"Human," San called out, following Wooyoung back into the hallway that led to the living room. "Human," San said, Wooyoung still avoiding him as they made their way to another hallway that led to the living room. "I know you can hear me," San said, Wooyoung hearing a low scream. That's not the only thing he could hear sadly, the old lady threating to kill San.
San took Wooyoung's hand, pulling him back towards him, pushing him lightly against the wall. The air left Wooyoung's lungs when his back hit the wall, San leaning in and trapping him with his body. This was a first. San held onto his wrists, making sure that Wooyoung wouldn't run away from him, staring into his eyes. The grip barely hurt but it was strong enough to snap his wrists in half, Wooyoung looking down at them.
Wooyoung avoided eye-contact, San waited for his boyfriend to look him in the eye before saying anything. "I can't see it but if you tell me where it is I can send it back," San said, Wooyoung finally looking him into his eyes. "I don't know what Hongjoong told you but he doesn't tell me things because I make rash decisions - gambles on the spot sometimes and they don't really work out for the best," San explained, wanting Wooyoung to know why no one ever told him anything. "For me at least."
Wooyoung didn't know what San was talking about, going a little pale. Hongjoong had said they needed to talk. "Something is scaring you and I want to help," San said, Wooyoung cussing in his head. His attention fell back to the grip around his wrists. Now was not the time to think about how great it felt making Wooyoung wish they were talking about something else or doing something else.
"It's related to me," San said in a quiet voice. Wooyoung didn't look like he was going to agree with him, looking more scared than he had on the rooftop. "Please let me help," San pleaded, knowing that he could end things if he knew. It took a few minutes but Wooyoung finally took a breath, San loosening his already loose grip on his wrists.
"As long as you tell me what your decision is before making it," Wooyoung said, San thinking about it for a second before agreeing. San let go of Wooyoung's wrists pulling him into a hug. "Deal," San said, breaking away from the hug and wearing his usual mini smile. "She was outside," Wooyoung said, taking San's hand in his as the two made their way downstairs.
"Is she still there?" San asked, Wooyoung stopping to look for her. "She's after you," Wooyoung said, San not expecting anything less really. Whoever wanted him dead, wanted him dead. And they would try anything to make it happen. "Are you sure it wants to kill me?" San asked, Wooyoung nodding. "She keeps saying she wants him dead," Wooyoung said, San pouting. Wooyoung did not look happy at all. "Can you ask it who wants me dead?" San asked, Wooyoung wiping his head around. "I can do that?" Wooyoung asked, San nodding. "If you see her alone, you can tell her you want to help her and ask for it's owners name," San said, Wooyoung not liking the idea one bit. "For people who didn't know about demons and were scared, it was an easy way to get rid of them," San explained.
