I still wanna know w h y
Even though you act like a bad g u y

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SAN has been sitting on his bed for almost an hour, first starring totally bewildered at the JWY on his notebook for a while and then flipping the page to start a new one. Slowly he wrote the three initials at the top of the page, but it didn't look as nice with his handwriting, as with the handwriting from the boy, who was probably still sleeping one floor beneath him. After minutes of contemplating he was absolutely sure, that this was not a stupid prank from one of his foster brothers, but truly Wooyoung who wrote down his initials on the voting list. Why? Because San had also checked the microwave and the plate with the food he prepared was gone. That meant he must've stepped out of his room to eat something in the middle of the night and then spotted the list laying on the kitchen table.

What could be his first name? Maybe Jeong, like Yunho's?

Jeong Wooyoung.

Jeon Wooyoung.

Jang Wooyoung.

Ji Wooyoung.

He was so mesmerized by the initials that he totally forgot why he had gone searching for the notebook in the first place. He also didn't notice Yeosang, who was watching him from the other side of the room. »Why are you smiling so much this morning?«, he asked sleepy. San got scared so bad that he slammed the notebook shut so quickly, that a loud bang echoed through the attic. That made Yeosang even more curious, so the quiet boy stood up from his bed and grinningly made his way over to San. With every step Yeosang made his eyes got bigger, but he couldn't think of something to say to make him stop coming his way.

If it weren't for Jongho, who stormed in the room out of nowhere, San would've been in an really awkward situation. »Hongjoong just texted me. He will get snacks for tonight. If you want anything special, text him. Oh and Yeosang, you need to go to Halmoni in the kitchen. Some letter with your name on came with the mail.« The letter made Yeosang so curious that he immediately went downstairs, forgetting about why he stood up from his bed. San exhaled relieved and shred the note about Wooyoung's name to pieces. He didn't know why he started that weird page anyways.

San humming stepped down the stairs to the bathroom after he cleaned up the mess he made on his bed. He shared one with Yeosang, Hongjoong and Jongho on the first floor. Mingi and Yunho had their own in the basement and Halmoni her own attached to her room, which was pretty convenient. In the same exact moment he wanted to reach for the door handle, she got pushed open and San had to quickly back off a little to not get hit by the heavy wooden door. Then he totally stopped breathing for a few seconds.

Wooyoung was standing in front of him, only wearing a towel, which was hanging low on his hips. His hair looked even longer and more darker wet, which San honestly found very.. sexy. But most shockingly were the bruises on his chest and stomach. Some looked fresh, some like a old memory. »I told you before«, the raspy voice pulled him out of his stare. »Stop fucking looking at me.« Wooyoung purposely bumbed into him on his way to his room across the hallway, before quickly locking the door behind him. Obviously he hadn't thought about the fact that someone could catch him exposed like that, but this time it really was his fault for making Wooyoung feel uncomfortable. He shouldn't have starred at him like that.

»Dammit«, he breathed out, after walking into the bathroom and locking the door as well. He just killed every progress he made with the gray haired boy. Actually he didn't even know if that was real progress in the first place, but Wooyoung did write his initials on the voting list and also ate the food he prepared for him. That must've mean something, right? »You are such a dumbass, Choi San«, he mumbled under the hot water that was running down his face. San felt absolutely terrible about the fact that he had invaded his privacy like that. He still couldn't stop thinking about the others body though. San had crushes before of course, but he never had a encounter with someone in real life where he went wow in his head before. Apart from the bruises Wooyoung looked almost too perfect. He doesn't have a six pack but his abs were really toned, his skin was tanned just the right amount and he looked just really.. thick. It was a good, sexy thick. A thick you kinda wanted to touch.

Because, again, San couldn't stop thinking about the whole situation, he took really long with getting ready this morning. When he finally came down the stairs after what felt like two hours, only Mingi, Yunho and Yeosang where still sitting at the kitchen table. To his big surprise Wooyoung was also sitting there, making himself a sandwich. It looked like everyone else had already eaten. »You took long in the shower«, Yunho commented with his mouth full of food, before Mingi laughed amused. San wasn't sure if that was because Yunho's mouth was full and that made him look like a fool or because he took long in the shower, which obviously could mean something very different than showering, when it came to teenage boys.

»Did you see a ghost or something?», Yunho teased him some more. San couldn't help but look at Wooyoung for a second, who watched him with a questioning look on his face. Like he couldn't tell at all, if San would tell everyone in the house what he saw or not. San wished that he could just tell him that he didn't have any intention to do something like that, but he couldn't. »I was just feeling really cold«, he mumbled quietly, because he was a really bad liar. »Just pass me the damn toast, you idiot«, he said more louder this time, after both Yunho and Mingi started laughing harder because of his last words.

Wooyoung suddenly stood up with the sandwich in his hands and walked out of the kitchen, which made San lose his appetite a little. »He doesn't seem that bad«, Mingi said after he made sure that Wooyung couldn't here them anymore. Yunho nodded to show his agreement. »He said good morning, that's actually more then what you two do«, Yeosang said, which now made San laugh and reach out to him for a high five. Yeosang was pretty quite, but he could be a real savage sometimes.

Wooyoung didn't leave his room for the rest of the day, which didn't help San concentrate on the movie. Not that he wanted to watch something scary like that in the first place. The movie was halfway through, when he finally had enough and stood up from the beanbag on the ground. With one hand he grabbed the last bag of chips that was left and with the other he grabbed Shiber, his beloved stuff animal. Jongho, Yunho and Mingi were the only three left who were watching the movie properly anyways. Hongjoong and Seonghwa went upstairs like twenty minutes ago, Halmoni went to bed only ten minutes before that and Yeosang was scrolling through social media on his phone, not paying attention to the movie whatsoever. It would be a lie if San said that this didn't made him sad at all. He wanted to spend a happy, funny night with all of them and now everyone was just doing what they wanted again. Next time one of them could put in the effort and plan everything, he was definitely done with that for a while.

San quietly walked up the stairs, but stopped in front of the old office for a second. He couldn't hear any noice coming from that room again, didn't check if the door was open or not this time though. He simply put down the chips in front of it, knocked three times and then turned to the stairs to walk up to his own room. When he already was thinking about what to do with the free time he had just gotten, the door he had knocked on only a few seconds ago got pulled open all of the sudden and San automatically turned around in shock. He didn't expect any reaction from Wooyoung to his knock tonight. »What do you fucking want again?«, the boy asked, looking really furious this time. He was wearing some short joggers and a big hoodie, which made him look a little bit younger. »I..I. I brought you some chips«, San stuttered, not knowing what to say or why he even bothered knocking on the boys' door again. »As a apology«, he added after a few seconds of silence.

»I don't want fucking chips. Just leave me the hell alone«, Wooyoung said dismissive, before reaching for the door handle to shut the door to his room again. This time San was quicker though. »Wait!«, he almost screamed out, before jumping down the few steps he had already made again. »You don't have to be alone in your room the whole day, you know?« Wooyoung didn't like that comment at all so he tried closing the door again, but San quickly stopped him with his foot. »Okay, okay. I understand. I'll shut up about that. Just let me introduce myself then. I'm-«, he started, but Wooyoung cut him of.

»I know who you are. Grandma's favorite and all. Well, let me tell you something, Choi San. I really don't care. I just want to be alone, do you get that?«, he asked, while looking straight into his eyes. This time he couldn't read the expression in them, since they seemed really dark this time. San nodded quickly, because he really did not want to piss him off any further. »Okay, I'll leave you be. Could I just-«, San started, but he didn't let him finish, before closing the door harshly.

»... ask for your name«, he finished his sentence with quiet whispers, after just standing there for some seconds. His heart was beating very fast and he was very confused with why his body was reacting like that. Normally San wouldn't bother talking to a person who kept treating him like shit again, but for some reason Wooyoung's behavior didn't make him mad. Not even sad. Just curious. One question didn't leave San the whole night.

What happened to him?