wooyoung hasn't left his room. the six boys had found out what happened. they couldn't be mad at san no matter how much they wanted to. they understood san just wasn't in the culture and they felt sad for their friend who was so excited finally finding his soulmate.
right when wooyoungs tattoo grew he immediately told them. they felt the happiness radiating from the texts and couldn't help but feel happy for him.
seeing him slumped only a couple days later was a heartbreaking sight. the boy didn't want to go out. he didn't want to move. couldn't find it in himself to stand. his mood was low. the itching of his tattoo had been bothering him. he kept scratching and scratching making it bleed.
mini blood droplets were on his bed. yeosang had seen this and panicked, only to see the scratch marks and forming scabs on the boys tattoo. what was left of the tattoo was the sun.
once that would disappear there were no more soulmates. he and san would be detached forever. every time he saw the boys text messages he would cry. time was running out.
"woo can you sit up and let me give you food?" yeosang said looking down at the boy laying down. week one was okay. just occasional bad moods and arguments which led to the heartbroken boy crying and apologizing nonstop. a little before the two week mark was the scratching and lack of interest. wooyoung was offered all his favorite foods but declined them all. he scratched away at his tattoo feeling itchy more and more. yeosang had stopped by everyday at 6pm only to see the boy sleeping. some days it would be wooyoungs first time waking up, some days it would be his second time, it eased the headache the boy would get from being awake.
the dark circles under his eyes, the bags, the sunken cheeks. this was such a drastic change in the once lively boy they had to get san to snap out of it as quickly as possible.
san🥰: can i come over later? seen san🥰: it's important delivered san🥰: hello? delivered
mingi, was sitting on wooyoungs bed watching over the boy and heard the vibrations. "aren't you going to answer?" he asked wooyoung didn't answer and closed his eyes scratching at his tattoo once again. mingi pulled his hand away and grabbed wooyoungs phone.
wooyoung: hey san it's mingi, come over please. seen
there was a knock on the door and mingi immediately opened it. there san was, feeling scared to step in.
"i just want to say, whether you understand or not, give this a chance please?" he said walking out the house. san looked around and noticed the bright home which once had curtains wide open was now shut. he walked down the hall towards wooyoungs room and saw a lump on the bed through the small door gap.
he opened the door and walked over and pulled the blanket off the boy. his eyes widened at the sight. blood was in bigger pools than usual. the boys arm was dripping with blood from the harsh scratching.
"woo... i'm so sorry." he whispered not caring if the pronunciation was wrong. he picked the boy up and walked over to the bathroom starting a bath. the boy stared into space till he felt sans hands on his skin, trying to take his shirt off.
"don't touch me!" he snapped pushing san away from him. san stared wide eyed not fully understanding. wooyoungs eyes were scary. they were angry and tired. he walked towards wooyoung hoping to calm him down but the boy only broke down crying.
he took in the appearance. his once beautiful tattoo now scratched up and bruised. his one full face now sunken.
san turned the water off and looked at wooyoung who started looking distant once again. san pulled the boys shirt and pants off. he pulled down the boys underwear respecting wooyoung by not looking.
wooyoung flinched as sans hands touched him again, and flinched even more when he felt the warm water touch his skin. san pulled out shampoo and cleaned the boys hair. he massaged his scalp hoping to ease the boy.
he rinsed it out and stood up, heading over to the cabinet hoping to find a first aid kit. he grabbed alcohol and rubbed it on a tissue, "this will hurt i'm sorry." he said quickly wiping it against the cuts. wooyoung flinched but didn't scream, only let silent tears role from his eyes.
once he was cleaned and wrapped san continued to wash the boys hair. he rinsed off everything and let the boy sit a while while he grabbed him comfy clothes.
he headed back to the bathroom to see wooyoung looking straight at the wall. "let's get you dried off." he said picking up wooyoung our the bathroom and dried him off.
he put the boys clothes on and set him on the couch, using extra blankets and pillows he could from a closet while he washed wooyoungs sheets.
"can we talk?"
"...okay."
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