The Escape

Wooyoung woke up before San and was about to get ready but San didn't want him to leave.

"Please don't leave" San whispers half awake

"I have to get ready. I'll come get you when i'm done okay?" Wooyoung tries to persuade the boy

"F-Fine." San whispers trying to hide his blush

Wooyoung was finally getting ready and as soon as he was done he went to wake San up.

"Hey. Wake up. Today is the day we leave." Wooyoung lightly shook the boy

"Don't wanna get up" San mutters

"I know but you have to-" Wooyoung was cut off by knocking on his door and someone coming in as he tried to hide San

"Hello son- who is this?" The Queen asks

"Uh- A friend?" Wooyoung tries to convince his mother

"Honey...tell me the truth."

"He is a friend and his boyfriend is abusive and im leaving tonight with Yeosang and Eunha and her girlfriend." Wooyoung blurts out as he couldn't lie to his mom

"I see...well let me help. I don't want you boys and your friend to suffer anymore of your father's wrath." The queen sighs

"R-Really? You will help us?" Wooyoung tears up as he embraced his mother

"Yes dear. Now come on you won't be able to leave tonight once everyone has arrived. You need to leave now. Get your boyfriend and lets go." Wooyoung's mother rushes

"Come on baby let's get going. Let me pack you some extra clothes." Wooyoung packed some more clothes as San went to shower and get dressed

Within 10 minutes the boys were ready and being led to get Eunha and her girlfriend who was her maid. They got everyone gathered including Yeosang and went out to the garden.

"There is a back door other there. No one will see you leave. There is a horse stable down the road. Take them and don't come back." Wooyoung's Mother says as he hugged her sons goodbye

"Thank you ma'am." Eunha says as he put Wooyoung's and her crown in a bag

"Leave. Now."

The kids left for their long journey that they had ahead of them. Wooyoung takes San's hand and begins to walk with the boy who was blushing wildly.

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