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Later during the day, after both males had spent most of the morning talking and playing childish games like rock paper scissors or I spy, Mingi was passed out and fast asleep. He was seated on a stool and leaned over on Hongjoong's bed with his head resting on his arms.

Hongjoong was busy reading a book silently while gently running his hand through Mingi's fading blue hair as he slept and snored in soft even breaths.

The door suddenly opens to reveal San's wide and dimpled smile. Hongjoong couldn't help but smile back at him. "And all of a sudden I feel so much better" The shorter male whispers with amusement so as not to wake up the sleeping giant by his bed.

San walks inside with a gift bag and 'get well soon' balloons. "Sorry I took too long, traffic was horrible" He says apologetically as he makes his way towards them, he then ties the balloons to the bed frame before enveloping Hongjoong in a warm hug.

"I'm so glad you're still alive" San says into his neck jokingly. This comment earns him a harsh slap on his back. "Yah! That hurt" He whines as he pulls back from the hug.

"Suck it up. What's in the bag" He looks at the purple glittery gift bag with anticipation.

"Oh this, it's just a 'hurry up and come back to work' gift from everyone at the diner" Responds excitedly and pulls out a medium sized tub of rice pudding, Hongjoong's favorite snack.

His mouth waters at the sight of the tasty treat. Since he'd been put in that damn hospital room all he's eaten are vegetables, fruits and more vegetables. Granted he's only been in the hospital for a little over 24 hours he feels like it's been months.

"San...?" He asks with awe as he reached for the pudding, clenching and unclenching his fist like a baby begging to be carried.

"Hm?" San smiles at his childish behavior. Nonetheless he hands the bag to older.

"Are you god?"

"I don't think so" He laughs and hands Hongjoong a spoon after he rips open the lid.

"Are you-f shure?" He asks with a mouth full of the creamy goodness. (Yall better not be thinking anything dirty..)

"Yah- stop being gross. Don't talk with your mouth full" San warns as he pulls up a seat next to the bed.

The two males continue talking and laughing just as they've always done. Mingi surprisingly sleeps through it all.

"So when are you coming back to work? My shift today was chaotic. The diner just isn't the same without you" The younger whines and ends with a cute pout.

Hongjoong simply gives him a look of amusement. "I've gotta stay one more night. Something about stabilizing my blood. I don't know. But I won't be back to work till next tomorrow"

"So I've gotta go one more day without you? Aish-" He slams his head on the bed repeatedly and Hongjoong laughs at his antics.

The room grows quiet as Hongjoong resumes his book and San just sits with his head on the bed, in silence. There'd been something bothering him all of last night and most of the day. It was his conversation with Yunho the previous evening.

He kept thinking of all the possibilities and probabilities of Wooyoung intentionally giving Hongjoong that smoothie knowing fully well that it had kiwi and that he was allergic. He didn't want to believe it for a second.

"Hyung" He calls out.

"Hm?" Hongjoong replies, absentmindedly flipping a page of his book, his pudding in between in thighs and spoon in his mouth.

"Do you think Wooyoung gave the smoothie to you on purpose?" His voice comes out soft and shaky.

Hongjoong looks up at him with brows furrowed and his pale pinks lips in a firm line. He shuts his book and puts the spoon back in the tub after a few seconds of studying his friend's worried expression.

"I don't know... Maybe. I told you I didn't exactly like him. He just gives me weird vibes. I wouldn't put it past him to have tried to kill me" He says curtly.

"Don't say that" Mingi stirs awake, his voice groggy from sleep. He sits up and rubs his eyes, a small yawn escaping his lips.

"Excuse me" San says abruptly, standing up and heading towards the door. His face stone set and determined.

"Where are you going?" Hongjoong looks at him with confusion. A half awake Mingi also looks back at him in puzzlement.

"Just something I really have to do. I'll talk to you guys later" He looks at them, his lips in a tight lipped smile.

With that he shuts the door behind him and pulls out his phone as he starts speed walking to his car.

"Hey San, what's up?" Yunho's voice calls out through the phone which he put on speaker. He begins driving out the hospital parking lot.

"Meet me at Wooyoung's house"

"W-what" The taller stutters at the sudden request.

"Where are you?"

"I'm at home b-but why do you want to go to Wooyoung's house?"

"I'm finally gonna get some answers..."

San had no idea what he was doing.

He had no idea what he was planning to do.

He didn't even know why he was letting himself get worked up over nothing.

But he needed to be certain.

As he takes a long sigh and steps out of his car he spots Yunho's also driving towards him. The taller's car parks behind San's and he quietly steps out, a solemn look on his face as well.

"So what exactly are you planning on asking him? 'Hey I was wondering if you tried killing my bestfriend?'" Yunho asks sarcastically and San nods.

"Exactly"

Yunho looks at him as though he was high. With the way he was talking he probably was. "You're kidding, right?" He asks, swiftly jogging up to catch up with the shorter who was already making his way inside.

"I wish I was"

Wooyoung whistles to himself as he steps out of the shower. He grabs a towel and starts drying his dripping hair as he walks back into his room. He knew he at least an hour to himself before Jun came bothering him about his meet with someone he couldn't care to remember.

He planned on using that hour to talk to either San or Yunho, whoever wasn't busy. He slips on his boxer briefs followed by some joggers and then finally a t-shirt.

Just after sliding the shirt over his head his door abruptly opens, startling him. He laughs to himself and holds his chest. "Yah! You guys really scared me. Couldn't you have knocked first?" He questions as he turns to face the two culprits.

San looks at him with blank eyes, Yunho ducks nervously behind the shorter almost like a child with their parent.

Wooyoung's smile slowly falls when he sees San's unamused expression. "What? What's wrong? Is Hongjoong ok?" He feigns concern.

"Did you give Hongjoong that smoothie knowing fully well that he's allergic?" San asks with a firm voice. His confidence wavering slightly.

"N-no of course not, wh--" Wooyoung replies almost immediately. His eyebrows knit together at the accusation.

"Don't fucking lie to me!" He cuts him off. San felt his bottom lip quaver. He couldn't believe how easily Wooyoung could lie to him. It escaped his lips as easily as carbon dioxide or whatever the hell humans exhale.

Wooyoung's face soften at the sight of San looking at him with a sad look in his eyes. He looked like he was just about ready to cry.

Wooyoung wanted to keep up his 'innocent friend' act but he hated lying to them. He knew what he did was only for the benefit of their relationship so they would understand the great lengths he had to go through to keep outsiders from jeopardizing what they have. They had to understand.

Please tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me I'm just being delusional and that you'd never hurt Hongjoong. Just- please.. San kept repeating in his head as he watches Wooyoung's deep brown eyes. The dark haired male just stares at him with pleading eyes as if silently begging him to understand the reason behind what he did.

"San... ok. Maybe I did--" He starts and San's heart drops to his stomach. He gasps and Yunho stands up straighter at the revelation. He too was in shock. His blood turns cold and suddenly so many things began flashing through his mind at the same time.

Does this mean he ran Hiuna over? Yunho thinks in disbelief.

"B-but it was for us. He was getting in the way of all of us so I had to get rid of him" Wooyoung stutters out after he sees their appalled reaction. He tries reaching for San's arm but the older male pulls away from his grasp, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Get rid of him? You fucking psychopath... Did you run Hiuna over too?" Yunho narrows his eyes with contempt. He had to use all his willpower not to punch the celebrity square in the jaw.

Wooyoung looks at them firmly, not a hint of regret or remorse in his eyes. In his mind there was nothing to be remorseful for. "That bitch deserved it. She was so irritating and I could tell you had enough of her Yunho. You should be thanking me" He mutters bitterly, looking at Yunho dead in the eyes.

The brunette couldn't believe what was coming out of Wooyoung's mouth. San began slowly shuffling back and away from the celebrity.

Honestly speaking, he felt terrified to be near him.

"Y-you're crazy... You- you tried to kill my bestfriend. You tried to kill an innocent girl. Jesus.. I'm going to the police about this" He says with a shaky voice as he starts walking backwards then he turns and almost runs out of bedroom, Yunho hot on his tail.

Wooyoung widens his eyes in panic then sprints towards the duo. The two males make it as far as the stairs before Wooyoung grabs San's arm then pins him to the hand railing of the stairs while also blocking Yunho's pathway.

"I only did those things because I was protecting our relationship they were going to jeopardize everything" He mutters with dark eyes and San felt fear rise up in his chest. Since he was pinned to the side of the railing Wooyoung could easily choose to push him to his death with just a single nudge.

He glances down and realizes how high up from the ground floor they were and he felt tears spring to his eyes as he held Wooyoung's arm desperately. As much as he wanted to get away from the deranged ravenette he also wanted to live.

"Are you listening to yourself! We're not in a fucking relationship!" Yunho yells, he too felt himself begin to panic. His breathing was rapid and his heart rate racing faster than his mind could follow. He kept thinking of different ways to help San who was looking at him with teary eyes.

Wooyoung simply laughs maniacally as he looks from Yunho to San and back to Yunho. After the laughter dies down a small smirk was left of his lips. One of his hands slides up to San's neck gripping it tightly and tipping him farther over the edge.

Yunho reaches forward out of instinct but retracts his arm when he sees that the crazed look in Wooyoung's eyes. He looked like he was more than willing to toss San over the side of the stairs in a blink of an eye and given the two instances he'd tried to kill their friends, Yunho had no doubt in his mind that Wooyoung would do it.

So he clenches his fist in defeat. Wooyoung tsks at him and chuckles again. "That's not true Yunho, and you know it" He says, squeezing San's neck tighter causing the green haired male to gag and gasp for breath.

San clawed at Wooyoung's face and arms trying to get him to let go but it was to no avail, a single tear falling from his eye "Just let him go!" Yunho pleads, his eyes also watering up.

"So you guys can go to the police? I don't think so" Wooyoung shakes his head. Yunho knew for sure that moment of looking into Wooyoung's humored eyes. He was not the same Wooyoung that he remembered. No, this one was sad, desolate and unhinged. He almost felt sorry for him.

"You know I really did love you guys. I was willing to do anything for us but..." He sighs longingly. "It appears that none of my feelings are reciprocated, in which case there's no longer any need to keep any of you around anymore" His says huskily as he turns back to San then leans forward to deliver the final push.

Yunho didn't think twice. He pushes Wooyoung off of him and reflexively grabs San by the torso before he fell over.

Wooyoung loses his footing and begins tumbling down the stairs in series if loud thumps and bumps. His head repeatedly making contact with the edge if the tiled ceramic stairs. He kept rolling and falling down the spiral stairs until he finally lands on the ground floor with a deafening thud.

Tears poured out of San's eyes as he gripped Yunho and sobbed into his chest. The taller held him tightly and he too felt his hands shake. The recent events not having properly registered in his mind.

"It's ok. We're ok.." He whispers as he buries his face in San's damp and slightly sweaty neck. He tried to calm San down but it felt more like he was trying to calm himself down.

Both males stand up after a minute or two of silence. That's when they realized that Wooyoung hadn't gotten back up. They peek over the edge and spot said ravenette on the floor, a pool of crimson red blood mapped out around his head, standing out against the cream colored tiles. His eyes shut close and one of his arm in an awkward position.

"S-shit" Yunho mutters under his breathe and he felt another wave of panic hit him.

Please be alive. Please be alive. Please be alive. He kept saying in his head repeatedly as he rushed down the stairs, San following behind him.

Once at the bottom of the stairs Yunho wasn't sure what to do. All the blood rushing out of the side of Wooyoung's head was making him nauseous. His breathing became rapid and he knew if he didn't calm down soon he'd have an actual panic attack.

San springs into action by turning Wooyoung over to lay on his back so he could check for a heartbeat. He places his head by Wooyoung's chest and was relieved beyond words when he picked up a faint heart beat.

"He's alive but he needs to get to a hospital right now. Call an ambulance, I'll try and see if I can control the bleeding" San says firmly as he wipes at his tears stained cheeks and around his eyes.

The taller male was surprised at how mature and calm the green haired male was acting at that moment but he follows San's orders and dials for an emergency.

San felt his hands shake as he took off his hoodie and presses it to Wooyoung head, the blood slowly begins soaking it up and staining his trembling fingers. He looks at Wooyoung's most likely broken arm and he shifts his eyes away to stop himself from throwing up.

"They're on their way" Yunho says after ending the call and he kneels on the other side of Wooyoung's unconscious body, opposite San.

San doesn't say anything. He doesn't look at anything. His eyes were blank as his breathing came out ragged and almost horrified. "Y-yunho... we're gonna get blamed for this. They're gonna think we did this to him. If they don't lock us up for attempted murder then his family will sue us or--"

"San! Calm down.. we can't think like that right now. Besides, I pushed him. Not you. If I didn't he would've killed you, don't you realize that?" Yunho looks at him and though he wanted to seem strong and held together, San could tell that Yunho was just as terrified as he was, if not, more so.

"It was just self defense ok?"

"Yeah.. just selt defense. Just self defense" San kept muttering under his breathe.

Just self defense.

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Sis it's MAMA day and I'm freaking out. It's gonna be in Japan so no fancams unfortunately but I honestly just want to see their performance so badly 🤷‍♀️😷