⚠️VIOLENCE/ BLOOD⚠️

Yeosang practices his apology for when Wooyoung comes in next, he's made things awkward between them and he honestly just wants both of them to forget about it and act like they were before. Not like that was any less awkward...

He checks the watch Wooyoung gave him, he should be here by now.

As if on cue, the door opens and Yeosang stands up, smiling. "Woo-"

His smile immediately drops. It's not Wooyoung.

His boss is here instead, smiling wickedly. It makes Yeosang shiver. He takes a step back as the tall man takes a step forward. He looks amused at Yeosang's scared reaction. He laughs.

Raising his eyebrows, he stares at him cunningly. "Why are you acting all innocent? I know what you're scheming"

Yeosang furrows his eyebrows, what is he talking about? Scheming? Does he know about their plan to escape? His heart drops to his stomach. Where is Wooyoung? He must have gotten to Wooyoung before him, it must be his turn now.

The man walks up to him and grabs his collar, adding to his fear. Yeosang holds his breath as he waits for a punch.

"Don't s act like you don't know what I'm talking about prince" He snarls at him "you didn't think I could see through your plan huh? Well your plan to take advantage of Jung has succeeded. Don't think I haven't noticed his soft behaviour. I don't know what you're playing at, making him your servant. But know what's coming to you now is because you deserve it bitch".

Yeosang's collar is roughly pushed away, making him stumble. He sees something glistening in the mans pocket as he takes it out. A dagger.

He spins the dagger in his hand, chuckling at Yeosang's wide eyes as he walks towards him.

"You need to look nice and bloody for your photo".

Photo? Yeosang doesn't even have time to think about what he said as a punch lands in his face. It seems like Wooyoung's boss isn't starting off easy as Yeosang is almost unconscious with one punch. His whole world spins and his mind goes fuzzy, the dizziness making it easier for him to get punched.

He tries defending himself, not even bothering to fight back. He's just terrified, he doesn't want to be in pain. But the man doesn't even acknowledge Yeosang's hands trying to block his punches as they land every time, making him scream out in pain.

The floor is cold as Yeosang falls on it, unable to get up. He feels blood trickling down from his nose and his eyes are threatening to shut. But it's too painful to move them. The man doesn't slow down for a second, kicking and stepping on him. Fortunately for Yeosang, after who knows how long, he doesn't feel any more pain as his whole body becomes numb. He can't even feel his sore throat from screaming in pain anymore. This is good. He thinks, closing his eyes and letting his tears drop onto the already massive puddle on the floor. Please just hurry up and black out... I can't take this anymore.

And for some reason the universe decides now is the time to do what Yeosang wanted, he becomes unconscious.

Wooyoung's boss stand up, looking at Yeosang and laughing. "What a shame it took less time than expected". He brings out his dagger "don't think I'm done with you yet though now that you're unconscious... you need to look better for your picture".

He digs the dagger into his stomach lightly, enough to draw blood but not to cause any real damage. He's not a psycho you know.

The blood makes a pretty strain on Yeosang's shirt. "It's too bad that you've lost consciousness, I would have loved to hear your screams and begs for me to stop".

He decides that his neck is too clean so with a quick swipe, blood is trickling down his neck, forming a small pool around his head.

The man chuckles. Perfect. He thinks, and takes a picture. This is going to get him a lot of money.

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He is still laughing as he leaves the room and struts into Wooyoung's, who immediately stands up upon hearing the door open.

Wooyoung's heart drops as he sees the picture his boss waves at his face. "Isn't it good? Wow I can already smell the money... you must be sad that you didn't get to do it, it was very amusing, just look at the frown on your face".

Wooyoung chokes back tears. He mustn't show his boss he cares about Yeosang. But still, he won't give him the satisfaction of supporting him. He stays silent, resisting every urge to strangle his boss.

"To get this picture to the palace I'm going to go to the usual place I tell you to go, they're the only ones I can trust to get such an important thing right".

Wooyoung looks up, Wait... that means-

"Yes I'm going to be gone for about a week. I don't trust you to do this so I'm going to do it myself. That prince is taking advantage of you. I'll sort you out once he's gone".

Before Wooyoung can respond, his boss is out of the room.

Wooyoung waits 30 seconds maximum before sprinting out of the room towards Yeosang. He can feel the tears rolling down his face but he doesn't care. He won't even be able to stop them anyway.

He rips open the door and his eyes immediately land on the limp figure on the floor and his legs don't hesitate to run towards it.

The sight shocks him, it's even worse than the picture. Wooyoung wastes no time getting the first aid kit and pulling out all the bandages he can find. He knows it's not adequate but it's enough to keep him alive for now.

Wooyoung sits on the floor and picks Yeosang's head up, placing it on his legs, not caring if his trousers got blood on them. He bandages his neck, as it looks the worst out of everything.

Then he carries him to his bed so he can get a better look. Wooyoung cleans all his wounds and puts medicine on them.

His face looks bad. His eyes not only had dark circles around them but they are also puffy. The swollen lip and the bruises on his cheeks make him gag.

Wooyoung cries as he wipes the blood off his nose. He cups his face and strokes it with his thumb, not caring about his loud sobs. His heart clenches, making him cry even harder.

"Yeosang..." he clutches his shirt as he places his head on Yeosang's chest, sobbing onto him. "I'm sorry, I came too late, I'm always too late. I'm always hurting you" he lifts his head and his tears fall on Yeosang's face, falling onto his cheeks as if he's crying too.

"I'll get you out of here. I'll make sure you'll never get hurt again". He brushes his hand through his hair then caresses his face.

Wooyoung leans down slowly, placing a soft kiss on his nose. "This is all my fault. I'm so sorry Yeosang". Another kiss on his forehead.

"I'll make sure you escape and never have to see me again. That way you'll never get hurt again".