Wooyoung is seeing his boss off, who leaves the next day after taking the picture of Yeosang he plans to use, the sooner the better. He is at the door standing next to the man, who looks at him with an expression Wooyoung can not read.

"I'll be back within the week, if not sooner. You better not do any funny business while I'm gone, just continue doing as you were. Make sure that bitch knows his place too, I can tell you're going soft. He's taking advantage of you, I know it".

You don't know anything. Wooyoung thinks, but all he can do is nod "of course, I'll make sure he knows not to mess with me".

His boss gives him one last glare before turning around, leaving for his journey. Wooyoung shuts the door straight away, already running to Yeosang.

He had to leave after healing him just so his boss wouldn't get suspicious, thankfully he didn't check on Yeosang after Wooyoung had treated him, otherwise he would have been in big trouble.

The door swings open and Wooyoung doesn't even bother shutting it behind him before running to Yeosang, who is still unconscious on his bed.

He lets out a shaky breath, cupping Yeosang's face, and lets his thumb brush his cheek for a few seconds. "Please wake up" he whispers even though he knows he can't hear.

Sighing, he grabs his phone from his pocket to make a call, and waits until the person picks up.

"So, you've figured out when?"

"Yeah" Wooyoung replies. "This week. I can't say which day for sure but definitely this week".

A hum is heard through the other side of the phone. "Good enough for me, we'll be prepared, so just call on the day"

Wooyoung nods then hangs up, slipping his phone back into his pocket. When he turns around, he sees Yeosang standing up, looking at him.

His heart drops when he sees him, but runs to him anyway. "Why are you standing? You're hurt badly sit down!" He holds Yeosang's shoulders and gently pushes him to sit on the bed then kneels on the floor in front of him, looking up at him.

"Are you ok?" Wooyoung can't control the hand that lifts up and rests on Yeosang's neck, thumb brushing his cheek as the remaining fingers rest behind his ear. The action makes Yeosang's breath hitch and Wooyoung pulls away with an apology, annoyed at his hand that can't seem to stay away from Yeosang's face.

"I'm ok"

Wooyoung can tell he's not. He still has cuts and bruises all over his body, they must hurt really bad. Guilt rushes over his body for the millionth time "I am so sorry, this is all my fault. I couldn't stop my boss fast enough I was too late. I've failed-"

"Wooyoung"

Wooyoung's heart clenches at the way his name is said. There is too much forgiveness in his voice, he doesn't deserve it. "It's not your fault one bit. It's okay... I'm okay".

Yeosang senses Wooyoung's discomfort as he looks at his glassy eyes, so he tries to change the subject. "Who were you talking to?"

It seems to work as he smiles at him "someone who can help us escape".

Yeosang's eyes widen. "You've already found someone? That's great but how are we supposed to leave with your boss around? We-"

"Yeosang". Wooyoung says, looking up at him and smiling brightly and his heart skips a beat. One because his smile literally glows and he's pretty sure it has lit something up in his body. And two, because it's the first time he's hearing Wooyoung say his name. It sounded so natural coming out of his mouth, it makes his face heat up.

"My boss is gone for a week, we can go as soon as you're ready".

His mind races. I can go now? I can finally escape... Yeosang makes eye contact with Wooyoung. "Can we go now?" He asks, hope radiating out of his body.

But when he gets a frown as a response, all the hope leaves him. "You're still healing, it's barely been a day since you fell unconscious, it would be too hard for you, and may make things worse".

Despite his words being rational and the responsible thing to do, Yeosang still frowns, refusing to look at him. "Fine" he huffs.

Which makes Wooyoung chuckle, pinching his uninjured cheek "gosh you're so cute".

Yeosang freezes and he lets go of his cheek so fast someone might have thought it burned. Wooyoung clears his throat "sorry" he says, then gets up to leave the room, making Yeosang panic.

"Wait!" He stands up, not wanting to be left alone. But upon standing too quickly, Yeosang cries out in pain from... everything. He almost blacks out again because the pain if it weren't for Wooyoung's voice which makes him want to stay conscious, just to listen to it.

"Yeosang!" He rushes to him and catches him before he falls, helping him into his bed. His breaths are shaky and Wooyoung can't even imagine how much pain he must be in now.

His eyes are closed but Wooyoung can tell he's still conscious as he checks all his injuries again, reapplying medicine on some and replacing his bandages.

"I'll go get you some food". He says, walking away.

"Wait"

Wooyoung turns around to see Yeosang looking at him with half closed eyes. "I'm going to take a nap, sleepy".

He scoffs, he only regained consciousness over an hour ago now he wants to sleep again. "Ok, I'll get some food for you to wake up to".

But as he walks away, Yeosang grabs his hand, preventing him from moving, partly because he freezes at the touch. "Stay next to me, please".

Wooyoung looks at him, confused "we can't-"

"I know" Yeosang says, the sadness shining in his eyes "we can't be together... I just want someone to be next to me while I sleep. Please".

He eyes the bed as Yeosang struggles to budge up to give Wooyoung space to lie down. But he gives in to the stare piercing his heart as he waits for Wooyoung to get in.

The bed is very small "I might hurt you-"

"I know you won't. I trust you". Yeosang already knows he won't hurt him even unintentionally, because Wooyoung is hanging off the edge of the bed so he doesn't touch him. He looks at Wooyoung and smiles sadly at him before falling asleep.

Wooyoung looks at the sleeping prince and runs his hand through his hair, careful not to wake him. It's moments like these where he lets himself touch him that keep Wooyoung sane. No matter how many times he tells Yeosang they can't be together, Wooyoung selfishly steals moments like this for himself. What a hypocrite, he thinks

He continues running his hand through Yeosang's soft hair, trying to provide a sense of comfort for... the both of them. He stares at him, Wooyoung has always thought he was handsome, since the day they met at the ball, no one can deny the fact. His perfectly shaped nose, sharp jawline, pouted lips. It's only human nature to stare and he continues to do so, as it makes him feel at peace, falling asleep while cupping his cheek.