Lost in Love [16/40]
Title: Lost in Love [16/40]
Author: ixjaydee
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing: Woogyu (Woohyun/Sunggyu);; Sungsoo (Sungyeol/Myungsoo);; Wooya (Dongwoo/Hoya)
Genre: drama, high school cliches, and the like.
Disclaimer: I need to put some money in the bank so I can buy their CDs. That’s the closest I’ll ever get to owning them.
Summary: Nam Woohyun: noun - [1] resident pretty boy and one of the most popular juniors in the entire school. [2] has a reputation of being a jerk, but only because most people don’t understand he doesn’t really mean his insults. It’s just how he shows his affection.
Kim Sunggyu: noun - [1] nobody. [2] a junior just trying to make his way through school and do bigger and better things with his life.
Woogyu: noun - [1] a name given to Woohyun and Sunggyu by his best friend Dongwoo, who happens to know that Woohyun has a crush on Sunggyu. [2] the reason Sunggyu gets crippled for life.
AN;; Guys, I’m so distracted lol. My brother went out and bought Pokemon Black and White and gave me Pokemon White. So uh. I’ve been playing it nonstop (we have all the games, even the spinoff ones lol). Which is bad because everything is due in March! I might have to put this fic on hold so I can work on my olymfics T-T
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It wasn’t often he was at school when it was getting dark. Woohyun jogged through the empty locker room, casting wary glances at the dark shadows that seemed to move. He couldn’t believe that he forgot Sunggyu’s homework in the locker room. He opened up his locker and spotted the small folder at the bottom.
“Woohyun.” Woohyun jumped almost two feet into the air. He fell into his locker, knocking his jersey off the rack and scratching his arm against the latching mechanism. He turned around with wide eyes to see a girl smiling at him.
“Oh my god, please don’t do that. I nearly had a heart attack,” Woohyun said, eyeing the girl in the locker room.
“Girls and non sports team members aren’t allowed inside the locker room anyway.” He closed his locker with the folder in hand and locked it.
“I know, I’m sorry, I just... I saw you come in here, and I was just wondering why you were here so late.” Woohyun shifted on his feet uneasily and sheepishly held up the folder.
“I forgot something is all. I should probably get going.” He tried to hurry past her, but she reached out and grabbed his arm, almost painfully.
“Woohyun... You should probably break up with Sunggyu if you don’t want anything to happen to him.” He felt his stomach drop as he turned to look at her. She didn’t look worried, but she didn’t look like she was informing him because she cared for his safety. His anger started to flare up as he yanked his arm from her grip.
“Why? What are you guys planning? Don’t you think you’ve fucked enough with his life already?” he roared. The girl flinched slightly before looking at him.
“I’m not planning anything... but the others...” She looked around like someone would be listening.
“They’ve seen him out in the town. They know where he goes, who he usually talks to,” she whispered. Woohyun jerked back, completely shocked.
“They’re still following him? He’s not even in school! I can’t...” Woohyun let out a frustrated yell and punched a locker, not even wincing as his knuckle split and started to bleed.
“Woohyun, your hand-” she said as she reached out for it.
“Don’t touch me!” Woohyun flinched away from her and turned to leave.
“Like hell I’m going to let anything else happen to him!”
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Dongwoo and Hoya were going to go crazy. And if they went crazy first, then there would be no one left to deal with Woohyun.
“Woohyun, for the last time. Stop wasting my texts and asking me questions about Sunggyu. If you don’t know, then what in the world makes you think I know?” Hoya let his head fall onto his desk as he felt his phone vibrate again.
“That better not be another text about Sunggyu.” Dongwoo took his phone from him and glanced at it before hitting delete.
“Text? What text?” he said with a smile on his face. The teacher walked by them in their study hall and gave them a few looks before moving on.
“It’s not like he can hear you, anyway. It’ll fall on deaf ears anyway. His brain is on nothing but Sunggyu.” Dongwoo sighed as he pulled out his homework, frowning at the number of problems.
“It’s not healthy. I mean, they’re cute together but good grief.” Hoya scrolled through his texts on his phone and emptied the inbox.
“He said he’d be taking Sunggyu to buy him a phone tomorrow. Tomorrow’s Saturday right? Yeah, tomorrow. Maybe that’ll calm him down. Woohyun thinks that Sunggyu’s made of glass or something whenever he’s not there.” Dongwoo handed Hoya a water bottle. The two of them sat and stared off at the wall until both of their phones vibrated at the same time.
“I’m about to block his number.” Hoya threw his phone into his backpack.
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Myungsoo frowned at the number of texts on his phone when he checked it before practice. “Good grief. Give the man some room to breathe,” he muttered under his breath before emptying his inbox and throwing his phone into his locker.
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Coach was ready to strangle someone, and that someone was definitely Woohyun. As Woohyun rounded the corner of his tenth lap around the field, he collapsed onto the ground, breathing hard.
Coach squatted down next to him, poking at his heaving chest. “I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but if I need to have a talk with Sunggyu, so help me I will.”
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Sunggyu looked up from his book when he heard his front door slam open, and the usual people trooped through his front door, looking thoroughly beaten.
“Hey guys, what...” Sungyeol gave Sunggyu a look before darting his eyes towards the door and heading up the stairs to his room. Myungsoo followed Sungyeol up to his room and closed the door behind them.
Dongwoo and Hoya came in next, making a beeline for Sunggyu.
“Oh my god, Sunggyu. You have to do something. Woohyun is on a rampage. Ever since the day you went off to buy your ukulele, he won’t stop asking us stuff about you. He probably spammed up Myungsoo’s phone with texts about you too.”
“What? Like what kind of questions?” Hoya collapsed on the couch beside Sunggyu and leaned his head back.
“Stupid stuff like ‘what do you think Sunggyu is doing right now? Do you think he went out somewhere without telling anyone again?’ And from there, they just get more and more ridiculous.”
“Woohyun is lucky that he doesn’t have Sungyeol’s number. I overheard Myungsoo telling Sungyeol, and he said he probably would’ve given him a black eye by now.” Dongwoo sat down on the other side of Sunggyu and rubbed his eyes.
“I thought it was kind of endearing at first, but you guys make it sound scary... Where is he?” Sunggyu asked, looking at the wide open door. Woohyun’s car was gone.
“He went back to school to get your homework. He left it in the locker room.”
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Woohyun sped the entire way back to Sunggyu’s house. He pulled up on the curb with a screech, getting out of his car and slamming his door shut before storming through the front door. Everyone in the living room jumped, turning their eyes towards Woohyun in the door.
Myungsoo and Sungyeol poked their heads out from upstairs.
Sunggyu frowned at the way Woohyun’s eyes were darting around the room until he spotted his hand, dripping blood onto the folder with his homework.
“Woohyun! Your hand! What happened?” Sunggyu stood up from the couch and limped over to him before grabbing his hand. Woohyun snapped out of his daze and stared at his hand.
“Oh yeah, I- Small accident. Can I talk to you for a second?” Four pairs of eyes stared at him curiously while Sunggyu mumbled under his breath about Woohyun’s hand.
“Alone.” Sunggyu barely had any time to look up before Woohyun started to drag him off to his room.
“Ah, ah, ah, Woohyun, slow down.” The door closed with a slam behind them.
“Is it just me, or did he seem a little bit crazier than usual?” Dongwoo furrowed his eyebrows, staring at the closed door.
“I think something serious is going on. I’ve never seen him like that before,” Hoya said, looking over to Dongwoo. They looked up to Myungsoo and Sungyeol whispering to each other on the second floor.
“Yah. What’s up with you two?” Myungsoo looked down to Dongwoo.
“We’ve been hearing things around school,” Myungsoo said slowly, “and they’re probably things Woohyun would like to know.”
All eyes went to the closed door.
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“Woohyun, what is this about? Your friends are telling me you’ve been acting crazy at school lately.”
“They’re your friends too,” he said, pacing back and forth in front of Sunggyu.
“At least stop moving and let me fix up your hand.” Sunggyu reached under his bed and pulled out a small first aid kit. Sometimes he didn’t quite feel like walking all the way to the kitchen and grabbing the big box.
Woohyun bit his lip before sitting down next to Sunggyu and holding his hand out. It was definitely starting to throb now. He winced as Sunggyu disinfected it before wrapping it up.
“Okay. Are you going to tell me what’s going on? Or are you just going to keep acting like you’ve gone crazy?” Woohyun sighed before falling back onto Sunggyu’s bed.
“They’re still following you,” he said quietly. Sunggyu stared at him for a moment.
“They? You mean your fanclub?” He could feel the color draining from his face slightly.
“I ran into one of them today while I was getting your homework from the locker room. She told me to break up with you if I didn’t want anything to happen to you.” Woohyun sat up and stared at Sunggyu.
“They follow you when you go out. I don’t know who follows you, but they follow you. They know where you go, they know what you do, they know who you hang out with.” Sunggyu swallowed, his face paling even more.
“But... What am I supposed to do? I can’t just stay cooped up in the house forever.”
“It would be better if you did.”
“Woohyun.” Woohyun sighed and reached out to grab Sunggyu’s hand.
“Is this what’s been bothering you?”
“No, no. Well, it does bother me, it bothers me a lot, but it’s not what was previously bothering me.”
“Then what was bothering you before?”
“I started noticing things...” Woohyun launched his explanation.
After Sunggyu disappeared into town to buy his ukulele without telling anyone, Woohyun started to get more paranoid. He started to have dreams about things that could happen to Sunggyu, and none of them were pleasant. He knew they were just dreams and that the chance of them actually happening were slim, but it didn’t stop them from bothering him.
Then at school, he heard the whispers. Girls that would smile at him before whispering to each other. He noticed the ones that would stared at him during lunch. He even started to notice the ones that glanced at him every time he passed by them in the hallway.
“Why does that bother you? Girls staring at you and whispering? That should be something you’re used to,” Sunggyu said with a smile. Woohyun didn’t return his smile though.
“They’re the same girls, over and over again.” Sunggyu’s smile faltered.
“The same ones?” Woohyun nodded.
“I... So what do we do? I’m not going to stay cooped up in the house. I’ll try and limit my time out when I do go out but...”
“Can’t you just wait till we get back from practice? Then I can take you wherever you need to go.”
“Places close by the time you get back. I can’t put off everything I want to do until you get out of soccer practice.” Woohyun sighed again.
“I don’t know, Sunggyu. You know they mean business after what they did to y-” The sound of crashing followed by breaking glass reached their ears before Woohyun’s car alarm went off.
“What the-” Woohyun jumped up and pushed the door open, running out of the house as the others followed him into the yard. Sunggyu followed them slowly, leaning against the doorway as a string of curses left Woohyun’s mouth.
The driver’s side window was smashed. There was a brick on the seat with the words, ‘we’re watching’ written on them. Hoya pulled out his phone to call the police while Dongwoo grabbed Woohyun’s keys off of the coffee table to silence the alarm.
Sunggyu could see the neighbors peeking out of their windows in curiosity.
“The police will be here in a bit. They said not to touch or move anything until they got here,” Hoya said as he emerged from the house again. Woohyun took a few deep breaths before kicking at his tires in frustration.
Now they were lashing out at him?
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After the police came and went, the six of them sat inside the living room as Sunggyu’s mom came in, looking extremely worried.
“Woohyun, are you okay? I saw your car outside and the window...” Woohyun briefly explained to her what was going on before she collapsed into a chair in the kitchen.
“Oh. I see.”
“It’s okay, Mom. I-”
“You. You are not allowed to go anywhere without someone accompanying you. I don’t care if I have to take days off of work, but I’ll be damned as your mother if I let anything else happen to you,” his mom said, giving him a stern look.
“Mom, you know you can’t take days off of work...” She just shook her head before dropping her keys into the bowl.
“I will if I have to. I’m going to start on dinner.” Sunggyu sighed. He knew his mom cooked whenever she was worried.
The six stared at each other around the living room.
“It’s only been a week since we got back to school. How does stuff like this happen?” Woohyun ran his hand through his hair.
“So we’re agreed? Sunggyu is going to stay here, inside until Sungyeol comes home from school. Then after that...” Sungyeol leaned over to whisper something into Myungsoo’s ear. Myungsoo didn’t react.
Hoya looked between the two with a raised eyebrow. “Is there something going on between the two of you we should know?”
“No,” they both said together, a little bit too quickly.
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Sunggyu was a little bit less than pleased about the arrangements, but he wasn’t interested in being confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life if something did happen. He felt as though maybe some of Woohyun’s paranoia rubbed off on everyone.
But the incident with his car seemed to triple everyone’s alertness.
“I called a car to come pick us up,” Dongwoo said, stuffing his phone into his pocket. Woohyun frowned. He didn’t like sitting in cars with other people driving.
“I’m sorry about your car,” Sunggyu said, brushing some of Woohyun’s bangs away from his face.
“It’s okay. It’s not like I only have one car.”
“Oh yeah. Rich boy.” Woohyun laughed and traced the patterns on the front of Sunggyu’s shirt.
“Don’t forget, I’m taking you cell phone shopping tomorrow.”
“Right, right, I know.”
“And I left your mom grocery money underneath her coffee mug,” he said quieter.
“I’ll make sure she gets it.”
“We’ll get through this. I’ll make sure of it. I don’t want anything else to happen to you.” Sunggyu nodded.
“Car’s here. Myungsoo! Let’s go!” Woohyun was reluctant to part from Sunggyu but forced himself to leave.
“I’ll get my car towed in the morning,” he called as the driver opened the door for them.
“Alright. Be careful. Be safe!” Woohyun smiled at him before getting into the car. Sunggyu sighed and closed the door, locking it tightly behind him. Sungyeol hopped down the stairs before making his way to the couch.
“There must be something in the water. People in the city are crazy,” he said as Sunggyu sat down next to him.
“You can say that again.”
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Author: ixjaydee
Rating: PG - 13
Pairing: Woogyu (Woohyun/Sunggyu);; Sungsoo (Sungyeol/Myungsoo);; Wooya (Dongwoo/Hoya)
Genre: drama, high school cliches, and the like.
Disclaimer: I need to put some money in the bank so I can buy their CDs. That’s the closest I’ll ever get to owning them.
Summary: Nam Woohyun: noun - [1] resident pretty boy and one of the most popular juniors in the entire school. [2] has a reputation of being a jerk, but only because most people don’t understand he doesn’t really mean his insults. It’s just how he shows his affection.
Kim Sunggyu: noun - [1] nobody. [2] a junior just trying to make his way through school and do bigger and better things with his life.
Woogyu: noun - [1] a name given to Woohyun and Sunggyu by his best friend Dongwoo, who happens to know that Woohyun has a crush on Sunggyu. [2] the reason Sunggyu gets crippled for life.
AN;; Guys, I’m so distracted lol. My brother went out and bought Pokemon Black and White and gave me Pokemon White. So uh. I’ve been playing it nonstop (we have all the games, even the spinoff ones lol). Which is bad because everything is due in March! I might have to put this fic on hold so I can work on my olymfics T-T
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16
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It wasn’t often he was at school when it was getting dark. Woohyun jogged through the empty locker room, casting wary glances at the dark shadows that seemed to move. He couldn’t believe that he forgot Sunggyu’s homework in the locker room. He opened up his locker and spotted the small folder at the bottom.
“Woohyun.” Woohyun jumped almost two feet into the air. He fell into his locker, knocking his jersey off the rack and scratching his arm against the latching mechanism. He turned around with wide eyes to see a girl smiling at him.
“Oh my god, please don’t do that. I nearly had a heart attack,” Woohyun said, eyeing the girl in the locker room.
“Girls and non sports team members aren’t allowed inside the locker room anyway.” He closed his locker with the folder in hand and locked it.
“I know, I’m sorry, I just... I saw you come in here, and I was just wondering why you were here so late.” Woohyun shifted on his feet uneasily and sheepishly held up the folder.
“I forgot something is all. I should probably get going.” He tried to hurry past her, but she reached out and grabbed his arm, almost painfully.
“Woohyun... You should probably break up with Sunggyu if you don’t want anything to happen to him.” He felt his stomach drop as he turned to look at her. She didn’t look worried, but she didn’t look like she was informing him because she cared for his safety. His anger started to flare up as he yanked his arm from her grip.
“Why? What are you guys planning? Don’t you think you’ve fucked enough with his life already?” he roared. The girl flinched slightly before looking at him.
“I’m not planning anything... but the others...” She looked around like someone would be listening.
“They’ve seen him out in the town. They know where he goes, who he usually talks to,” she whispered. Woohyun jerked back, completely shocked.
“They’re still following him? He’s not even in school! I can’t...” Woohyun let out a frustrated yell and punched a locker, not even wincing as his knuckle split and started to bleed.
“Woohyun, your hand-” she said as she reached out for it.
“Don’t touch me!” Woohyun flinched away from her and turned to leave.
“Like hell I’m going to let anything else happen to him!”
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Dongwoo and Hoya were going to go crazy. And if they went crazy first, then there would be no one left to deal with Woohyun.
“Woohyun, for the last time. Stop wasting my texts and asking me questions about Sunggyu. If you don’t know, then what in the world makes you think I know?” Hoya let his head fall onto his desk as he felt his phone vibrate again.
“That better not be another text about Sunggyu.” Dongwoo took his phone from him and glanced at it before hitting delete.
“Text? What text?” he said with a smile on his face. The teacher walked by them in their study hall and gave them a few looks before moving on.
“It’s not like he can hear you, anyway. It’ll fall on deaf ears anyway. His brain is on nothing but Sunggyu.” Dongwoo sighed as he pulled out his homework, frowning at the number of problems.
“It’s not healthy. I mean, they’re cute together but good grief.” Hoya scrolled through his texts on his phone and emptied the inbox.
“He said he’d be taking Sunggyu to buy him a phone tomorrow. Tomorrow’s Saturday right? Yeah, tomorrow. Maybe that’ll calm him down. Woohyun thinks that Sunggyu’s made of glass or something whenever he’s not there.” Dongwoo handed Hoya a water bottle. The two of them sat and stared off at the wall until both of their phones vibrated at the same time.
“I’m about to block his number.” Hoya threw his phone into his backpack.
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Myungsoo frowned at the number of texts on his phone when he checked it before practice. “Good grief. Give the man some room to breathe,” he muttered under his breath before emptying his inbox and throwing his phone into his locker.
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Coach was ready to strangle someone, and that someone was definitely Woohyun. As Woohyun rounded the corner of his tenth lap around the field, he collapsed onto the ground, breathing hard.
Coach squatted down next to him, poking at his heaving chest. “I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but if I need to have a talk with Sunggyu, so help me I will.”
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Sunggyu looked up from his book when he heard his front door slam open, and the usual people trooped through his front door, looking thoroughly beaten.
“Hey guys, what...” Sungyeol gave Sunggyu a look before darting his eyes towards the door and heading up the stairs to his room. Myungsoo followed Sungyeol up to his room and closed the door behind them.
Dongwoo and Hoya came in next, making a beeline for Sunggyu.
“Oh my god, Sunggyu. You have to do something. Woohyun is on a rampage. Ever since the day you went off to buy your ukulele, he won’t stop asking us stuff about you. He probably spammed up Myungsoo’s phone with texts about you too.”
“What? Like what kind of questions?” Hoya collapsed on the couch beside Sunggyu and leaned his head back.
“Stupid stuff like ‘what do you think Sunggyu is doing right now? Do you think he went out somewhere without telling anyone again?’ And from there, they just get more and more ridiculous.”
“Woohyun is lucky that he doesn’t have Sungyeol’s number. I overheard Myungsoo telling Sungyeol, and he said he probably would’ve given him a black eye by now.” Dongwoo sat down on the other side of Sunggyu and rubbed his eyes.
“I thought it was kind of endearing at first, but you guys make it sound scary... Where is he?” Sunggyu asked, looking at the wide open door. Woohyun’s car was gone.
“He went back to school to get your homework. He left it in the locker room.”
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Woohyun sped the entire way back to Sunggyu’s house. He pulled up on the curb with a screech, getting out of his car and slamming his door shut before storming through the front door. Everyone in the living room jumped, turning their eyes towards Woohyun in the door.
Myungsoo and Sungyeol poked their heads out from upstairs.
Sunggyu frowned at the way Woohyun’s eyes were darting around the room until he spotted his hand, dripping blood onto the folder with his homework.
“Woohyun! Your hand! What happened?” Sunggyu stood up from the couch and limped over to him before grabbing his hand. Woohyun snapped out of his daze and stared at his hand.
“Oh yeah, I- Small accident. Can I talk to you for a second?” Four pairs of eyes stared at him curiously while Sunggyu mumbled under his breath about Woohyun’s hand.
“Alone.” Sunggyu barely had any time to look up before Woohyun started to drag him off to his room.
“Ah, ah, ah, Woohyun, slow down.” The door closed with a slam behind them.
“Is it just me, or did he seem a little bit crazier than usual?” Dongwoo furrowed his eyebrows, staring at the closed door.
“I think something serious is going on. I’ve never seen him like that before,” Hoya said, looking over to Dongwoo. They looked up to Myungsoo and Sungyeol whispering to each other on the second floor.
“Yah. What’s up with you two?” Myungsoo looked down to Dongwoo.
“We’ve been hearing things around school,” Myungsoo said slowly, “and they’re probably things Woohyun would like to know.”
All eyes went to the closed door.
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“Woohyun, what is this about? Your friends are telling me you’ve been acting crazy at school lately.”
“They’re your friends too,” he said, pacing back and forth in front of Sunggyu.
“At least stop moving and let me fix up your hand.” Sunggyu reached under his bed and pulled out a small first aid kit. Sometimes he didn’t quite feel like walking all the way to the kitchen and grabbing the big box.
Woohyun bit his lip before sitting down next to Sunggyu and holding his hand out. It was definitely starting to throb now. He winced as Sunggyu disinfected it before wrapping it up.
“Okay. Are you going to tell me what’s going on? Or are you just going to keep acting like you’ve gone crazy?” Woohyun sighed before falling back onto Sunggyu’s bed.
“They’re still following you,” he said quietly. Sunggyu stared at him for a moment.
“They? You mean your fanclub?” He could feel the color draining from his face slightly.
“I ran into one of them today while I was getting your homework from the locker room. She told me to break up with you if I didn’t want anything to happen to you.” Woohyun sat up and stared at Sunggyu.
“They follow you when you go out. I don’t know who follows you, but they follow you. They know where you go, they know what you do, they know who you hang out with.” Sunggyu swallowed, his face paling even more.
“But... What am I supposed to do? I can’t just stay cooped up in the house forever.”
“It would be better if you did.”
“Woohyun.” Woohyun sighed and reached out to grab Sunggyu’s hand.
“Is this what’s been bothering you?”
“No, no. Well, it does bother me, it bothers me a lot, but it’s not what was previously bothering me.”
“Then what was bothering you before?”
“I started noticing things...” Woohyun launched his explanation.
After Sunggyu disappeared into town to buy his ukulele without telling anyone, Woohyun started to get more paranoid. He started to have dreams about things that could happen to Sunggyu, and none of them were pleasant. He knew they were just dreams and that the chance of them actually happening were slim, but it didn’t stop them from bothering him.
Then at school, he heard the whispers. Girls that would smile at him before whispering to each other. He noticed the ones that would stared at him during lunch. He even started to notice the ones that glanced at him every time he passed by them in the hallway.
“Why does that bother you? Girls staring at you and whispering? That should be something you’re used to,” Sunggyu said with a smile. Woohyun didn’t return his smile though.
“They’re the same girls, over and over again.” Sunggyu’s smile faltered.
“The same ones?” Woohyun nodded.
“I... So what do we do? I’m not going to stay cooped up in the house. I’ll try and limit my time out when I do go out but...”
“Can’t you just wait till we get back from practice? Then I can take you wherever you need to go.”
“Places close by the time you get back. I can’t put off everything I want to do until you get out of soccer practice.” Woohyun sighed again.
“I don’t know, Sunggyu. You know they mean business after what they did to y-” The sound of crashing followed by breaking glass reached their ears before Woohyun’s car alarm went off.
“What the-” Woohyun jumped up and pushed the door open, running out of the house as the others followed him into the yard. Sunggyu followed them slowly, leaning against the doorway as a string of curses left Woohyun’s mouth.
The driver’s side window was smashed. There was a brick on the seat with the words, ‘we’re watching’ written on them. Hoya pulled out his phone to call the police while Dongwoo grabbed Woohyun’s keys off of the coffee table to silence the alarm.
Sunggyu could see the neighbors peeking out of their windows in curiosity.
“The police will be here in a bit. They said not to touch or move anything until they got here,” Hoya said as he emerged from the house again. Woohyun took a few deep breaths before kicking at his tires in frustration.
Now they were lashing out at him?
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After the police came and went, the six of them sat inside the living room as Sunggyu’s mom came in, looking extremely worried.
“Woohyun, are you okay? I saw your car outside and the window...” Woohyun briefly explained to her what was going on before she collapsed into a chair in the kitchen.
“Oh. I see.”
“It’s okay, Mom. I-”
“You. You are not allowed to go anywhere without someone accompanying you. I don’t care if I have to take days off of work, but I’ll be damned as your mother if I let anything else happen to you,” his mom said, giving him a stern look.
“Mom, you know you can’t take days off of work...” She just shook her head before dropping her keys into the bowl.
“I will if I have to. I’m going to start on dinner.” Sunggyu sighed. He knew his mom cooked whenever she was worried.
The six stared at each other around the living room.
“It’s only been a week since we got back to school. How does stuff like this happen?” Woohyun ran his hand through his hair.
“So we’re agreed? Sunggyu is going to stay here, inside until Sungyeol comes home from school. Then after that...” Sungyeol leaned over to whisper something into Myungsoo’s ear. Myungsoo didn’t react.
Hoya looked between the two with a raised eyebrow. “Is there something going on between the two of you we should know?”
“No,” they both said together, a little bit too quickly.
--
Sunggyu was a little bit less than pleased about the arrangements, but he wasn’t interested in being confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life if something did happen. He felt as though maybe some of Woohyun’s paranoia rubbed off on everyone.
But the incident with his car seemed to triple everyone’s alertness.
“I called a car to come pick us up,” Dongwoo said, stuffing his phone into his pocket. Woohyun frowned. He didn’t like sitting in cars with other people driving.
“I’m sorry about your car,” Sunggyu said, brushing some of Woohyun’s bangs away from his face.
“It’s okay. It’s not like I only have one car.”
“Oh yeah. Rich boy.” Woohyun laughed and traced the patterns on the front of Sunggyu’s shirt.
“Don’t forget, I’m taking you cell phone shopping tomorrow.”
“Right, right, I know.”
“And I left your mom grocery money underneath her coffee mug,” he said quieter.
“I’ll make sure she gets it.”
“We’ll get through this. I’ll make sure of it. I don’t want anything else to happen to you.” Sunggyu nodded.
“Car’s here. Myungsoo! Let’s go!” Woohyun was reluctant to part from Sunggyu but forced himself to leave.
“I’ll get my car towed in the morning,” he called as the driver opened the door for them.
“Alright. Be careful. Be safe!” Woohyun smiled at him before getting into the car. Sunggyu sighed and closed the door, locking it tightly behind him. Sungyeol hopped down the stairs before making his way to the couch.
“There must be something in the water. People in the city are crazy,” he said as Sunggyu sat down next to him.
“You can say that again.”
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