A Deal For The Devil | WooSan

53 | He did WHAT

Mingi sat on the lounge in the practise room. He couldn't get the image of San's panic attack out of his head. His memory of Wooyoung's terrified face while he cradled the boy and begged for him to look at him was ingrained in his memory - so painful to witness. He had recognised that San was having issues, but never one had he suspected that he would be suffering from this.

Mingi pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his head on his knees. How long had he been going through this without telling anyone? It was clear that Wooyoung didn't know. So could that mean that this had been the first time? Did he even know what was happening?

Question after question passed through his head, each being left just as unanswered as the last.

Suddenly the door opened, letting Yeosang and Yunho into the room.

'We heard about San...' Yunho said, making his way over to him. He sat down next to Mingi and ruffled his hair. 'Are you okay?'

He nodded, but he wasn't sure whether that was a lie or not.

Yeosang sat down against the wall facing the two. 'Is he okay now?'

Mingi nodded. 'Wooyoung took him home. Not without protest from San mind you.'

Yeosang rolled his eyes, though he looked genuinely upset. 'That man must be determined to suffer.'

The three sat quietly. Unsure of what to say.

It was Mingi who finally spoke, raising his head off of his knees. 'Someone should probably see if Wooyoung is okay... Something tells me he's not going to be singing nursery rhymes and writing poems after what just happened.' The image of his tear streaked face, wide terrified eyes and shaking hands flashed before his eyes again, making him shiver.

Yunho tubbed his shoulders comfortingly, grounding him back to reality.

'Joong and Hwa have gone home. I'm sensing a group meeting coming soon,' Yeosang said.

Mingi nodded.

'Do you still carry that paper bag on you?' Yunho asked Mingi softly.

Mingi shook his head.

Both Yeosang and Yunho suddenly looked at Mingi. It was Yeosang who asked the question. 'How did he come out of it then?'

Mingi leant back against the couch and sighed. 'Wooyoung kissed him.'

Both boys choked. 'Wooyoung did what?'

Mingi shrugged. 'It worked, so who am I to judge?'

All three of them sat back.

'Are you sure Woo kissed him?' Yeosang asked skeptically. 'Like, kiss, kissed him?'

'Do I look to you like I have no life, never went through sex ed or watched literally any movie ever? Yes, He kiss kissed him.'

Yunho and Yeosang exchanged a look. 'Im getting an eerie sense of dejavú. Drunk San ring any bells?'

Yeosang shook his head. 'Yes, bells ring, but also that's nothing to go on. I've even kissed you before.'

Mingi's eyes snapped to Yunho beside him. 'You and Yeosang have kissed?'

Yunho cringed hard while Yeosang played mediator. 'Woa there, calm down. We were drunk. It happened once. It meant nothing.'

Mingo shot the two a disappointed look. 'Why is this only coming out now? What the hell else is there that I don't know about?'

Yeosang half laughed, standing up. 'Boy, you wouldn't ask if you knew. Guys I'm going home. There's no way I'm focussing on work else after this.'

Avoiding Mingi's mortified gaze, Yunho stood as well. 'I'm coming. Wait for me.'

Mingi grabbed his phone and followed the two out. 'Yah! You can't just drop that and expect me to forget about it!'

Yeosang turned around and blew him a kiss, knowing full well it would make him even madder.

'Yah!'

And like that, the three, all bickering, made their way out, trying hard to keep the conversation light, knowing that as soon as they got home, things would be quite the opposite.

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