𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎. 𝖶𝖮𝖮𝖲𝖠𝖭

~ number twenty four ~

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San had asked Wooyoung if he wanted to go back to his apartment to watch a movie of some sort. Wooyoung agreed and so they did that. Once they got inside, Wooyoung was shocked at the mess of his apartment. He didn't know what happened; it was relatively tidy the times he came to his apartment beforehand.

"I'm sorry it's so messy, I've just been a mess lately as you can tell." San said, pointing to all the mess around the main room. Wooyoung shrugged his shoulders slightly; he didn't mind if it was messy, his apartment sometimes was too. "It's fine, I'll tidy it up for you. You look tired, go take a nap or something." San's eyes widened.

"No! You don't need to! I can do it in my spare time or something!" He said, shaking his hands in a motion as if he was saying  no. Well he kinda was anyways. Wooyoung shook his head. "Nope, I'm doing it. Plus, i like tidying up. Not really, but kinda." He said, putting a hand on San's shoulder.

San sighed and just gave in, in fact, he was tired. He did need sleep, plus, his ass was sore and he needed to sit down or lie down. "Okay then, thank you very much!" San said, smiling and kissing Wooyoung on the lips. Just a peck though, haha. Then he left the room and walked to his bedroom falling back onto his bed, but he wasn't really sleeping, he just decided to go on instagram because why not.

Meanwhile Wooyoung was cleaning some dishes that were left in the sink. He was nearly finished as there wasn't much in the sink to start with. Finally, he dried the last plate and knife and he put all of the stuff into the cupboards. He wasn't sure what to do next so he went over to the trash, as he had saw loads of black bags near it.

"Why does he have so much rubbish?" He said to himself and started to untie the bags. Just to check what was in them before he left them into the big green bins outside of the apartment block; you know, San could've put something that would be worth keeping into it. As soon as he opened it he seen what he wasn't expecting to see.

There it was.. Shiber. There were a bunch of his other toys, but as soon as he seen Shiber he knew something was wrong. He did notice that San seemed down all day, maybe this was why? He needed answers for this, San would never put Shiber in the trash. Would he? If he would.. Why?

He put the bag down and opened the other ones, seeing the exact same contents. Toys, pacifiers and more. All that was going in his head was, why why why why? He decided it would be best if he talked to San about it, so he left all the bags on the floor where they were before and quietly walked towards San's bedroom.

He knocked the door, you know, you need to knock first. Then he heard footsteps approaching and they got louder and louder, then a smiling San opened the door. Man, Wooyoung loved his smile, but what he said next he was expecting for the smile to fade.

There had to be a story for all this.

"San i need to speak to you."

"Oh okay, come in."

Wooyoung walked inside and sat on the edge of his bed, San following and sitting beside him. As he looked at him he could see that he was worried. He was also playing with his fingers in a nervous way. But in San's mind he was thinking, Is he going to break up with me? Did i hurt his feelings? What did i do?

"I was looking through the trash and i seen all your toys in them. Why?" Wooyoung said, looking for a simple answer, but he knew that wouldn't be it. He was correct, San started to cry. His hands covering his face up as he sobbed. Something bad had happened.

"Will you tell me? I'll try to help!" Wooyoung felt horrible to see him cry.

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A/N: well well well