Wooyoung's POV

I woke up warm and comforted, arms wrapped firmly around my waist and a chest rising and falling slowly beneath my head. I slowly peeled my eyes open and glanced around to see I was still in the mini room the house elves had set up for San and I to sleep in the night before. I glanced up, looking at the small window that was on the far wall. There was sun shining through which confused me as it seemed like it was almost noon but we have class to go to early in the morning so San would wake up or the elves would wake up. I sighed to myself and slow extracted my body from San's grasp. San was still sleeping peacefully and I found myself hesitating to leave. It was so peaceful in here, so safe and if I could, I would continue to stay here so that I wouldn't have to face the others, wouldn't have to see Juyeon. I sighed quietly and decided it was best to check the time to see if it's time to wake San up. I don't want to wake him up too early because he looked after me last night. I slowly and carefully stepped over him, being very careful not to accidentally step on him at all. Thankfully the door opens outwards and not inwards so I was able to slip out of the room into the kitchens where I saw the house elves working diligently around.

"Wooyoungie!" I knelt down quickly and opened my arms, allowing Trixie to bound over into my arms. I smiled softly and hugged her gently, my heart feeling lighter as she giggled happily. Her giggles were so musical and sweet, and it had me feeling more relaxed.

"Hi Trixie, how're you going," I asked her gently.

"Good. Good. You sleep well," she asked me.

"Yeah I slept really well," I said with a nod.

"Sannie is a good hugger. He's always so warm and comforting but he doesn't like hugging people. Did he hug you last night," she asked me.

"Ah, um-."

"Duh, of course he hugged you. Silly Trixie. Sannie loves you, of course he hugs you," she said, cutting in happily. I blushed slightly at her words but shook my head.

"San doesn't love me, he just looks out for me. Something happened yesterday that upset me so he looked after me last night," I explained to her gently. I'm not sure how much about life the house elves really know as they're pretty sheltered.

"Nuh uh, Sannie loves you. We can tell," she said with a firm nod. I chuckled lightly at her words and booped her nose gently, making her giggle.

"As nice as that would be, San just sees me as his very good friend," I said.

"No, San loves you. Cos, cos otherwise why would Ralphy help you? Ralphy doesn't like new people but Ralphy help you cos Sannie care for you," she said happily. She didn't seem to want to take no for answer so I just sighed and let it go.

"What is everyone doing now," I asked her.

"Well Ralphy is out but we're all cooking lunch," she said.

"Lunch," I exclaimed in shock, making her jump slightly. Shit, we've both missed classes and we're going to be in so much trouble for not notifying anyone.

"I have to go wake San up Trixie, we're missing our classes," I said quickly.

"Oh no, we've already told the headmaster you were sick. We said Master San and Master Wooyoung had requested we inform them that they are sick and cannot attend classes today," Trixie said. Oh, well that is convenient.

"Oh, thank you," I said and she grinned. At least that means I don't have to face Juyeon.

"Are you hungry? You can come eat," she said.

"That sounds lovely but I actually think I might just lie down for a bit longer if that's ok," I said softly.

"Of course. Sweet dreams," she said cheerfully before bounding off. I drew in a deep breath before standing up and heading back to the cupboard. I pulled the door open and slipped inside before closing it again, stepping over San so I wouldn't wake him. I sat down and laid on my back, trying to get comfortable. I ended up shifted around a bit, not being able to find a proper comfortable position. I groaned in frustration, bringing the heels of my palms to my eyes. I already slept a while but I was still quite tired and could really do with some sleep however it wasn't coming. I rolled over onto my side before switching sides and groaning again. I went to turn again but froze as there was shuffling and an arm and a leg was thrown over my body, trapping me in place on the mattress.

"Shh, it's ok, you're ok," San mumbled, his voice thick from sleep.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," I whispered.

"That's ok. Did you have another nightmare," he asked me. Nightmare? Another one?

"Another one," I questioned in confusion and he hummed.

"You had a few last night, kept waking up scared," he said, tightening his grip around me. I don't even remember having one, let alone multiple. Is that why San was still soundly sleeping? Because I kept him awake all night. I felt guilty for keeping him awake but got distracted as San tucked his head into my neck.

"I got up to check what time it is and it's lunch time. The house elves told the teachers that we weren't feeling well and wouldn't be in class," I told him.

"Yeah, I talked to Ralph about it last night. I didn't want you to have to see that piece of shit again today," San said.

"Oh. Thank you," I said quietly.

"It's ok, you just get some more sleep," he mumbled, already seeming to be drifting off again. I let out a breath and wrapped my arms around him, closing my eyes and resting my head against his. With some of his weight pressing down and anchoring me in away, I found myself quickly drifting off. ~~~~~

The next time I woke up, I was alone and it felt pretty cold and dark. I shivered lightly but sat up, tugging my sleeves down over my hands. I pulled off the blanket and stood up, shuffling over to the pile of clothes on the shelf. My robes were there but I wasn't too keen on putting those back on so I grabbed San's and shrugged it on. I tied it up before going to the door and opening it, heading out into the kitchens. I glanced around to see the house elves working away once again so I came to the conclusion that it must be around about dinner time. My eyes darted around quickly before they landed on San who had his back to me and was leaning on the corner of the wall talking to one of the house elves. I quietly padded over and grabbed his arm, tugging it up so I could slip underneath, letting it rest on my shoulders. San jumped slightly but relaxed once he looked down and saw it was me. His hold tightened and he tugged my closer, allowing me to rest my head on his chest.

"Did you sleep well? I didn't want to wake you because you woke up a bit last night," he said.

"Yeah, it was good," I replied with a nod.

"Have you been out at all," I added.

"I haven't really needed to, plus we're supposed to be sick," he said with a shrug.

"Have you talked to Seonghwa, or any of the other boys," I asked worriedly. With how things were left off yesterday, they're no doubt worried about me. I kind of regret just leaving like that, especially after making Yeosang cry and telling him a big secret like that.

"I sent a message to Seonghwa that he said he would relay to the others. Just letting him know you were fine and just needed a day to process things and relax a little bit. I um, I actually organised for us to all meet up at the Room of Requirement after dinner to talk about things further. I'm sorry if that isn't something you want," San said quietly.

"No, it's fine. I actually think that's a good idea. I hate that I hurt Yeosang and left him last night but I wasn't in a good frame of mind," I said with a sigh.

"That's ok, I'm sure he understands," San said gently as he rubbed his hand up and down my arm comfortingly.

"It's Yeosang so he will definitely be understanding but that also means he's probably in a lot of emotional pain right now and I really hate that. He's my best friend and he's always been there for me," I said with a sigh.

"We'll get it figure out ok, don't stress too much about it right now though," he told me. I sighed once again but nodded and straightened out, stepping away from him.

"So what's for dinner? I haven't eaten all day and I am famished," I said making him chuckle.

"Whatever you want really. I'm sure they'd make you anything," San said.

"That is indeed correct Master San."

"Just San is fine Missy, there's no need for you to call me Master," San said gently.

"Eh. So what would you like for dinner Master Wooyoung," Missy asked pointedly and I giggled as San rolled his eyes.

"I don't mind. Just whatever you guys have prepared will be fine," I said. I'm not just going to make them take up more time to make a special meal just for me when they already work hard enough to feed everyone else who lives in the castle. I yelped as I felt someone come up behind and poke my stomach before feeling my arms.

"You're all skin and bones boy," the old elf said as she continued to poke and prod. San's hand slipped into mine and he tugged me back gently.

"Come on Marge, you can't just come up to people and start poking them," he said.

"But what are you feeding the boy San? He needs some more meat on him," she said.

"I mean it's not really me feeding him but yeah, he does have a habit of getting distracted at mealtimes and not eating enough," San said with a shrug, making me blush. It's not like it's always deliberate. Sometimes I really do just forget about those kinds of things.

"Lots of food to fatten you two up, comesit down," Marge tsked before motioning to us to sit down at the little table. I glanced up at San who just chuckled before tugging me along and we sat.

"Sorry, they can all be a bit much sometimes," he said with a sigh.

"It's ok. I actually kind of enjoy it, it's nice," I admitted quietly. It's nice have someone who is older than me actually caring for my well-being.

"How're you feeling? Now that the shock has most likely worn off," San asked gently. I kept quiet for a few seconds, really trying to think about what had happened and my feelings at the moment.

"I'm scared, I think," I said quietly, glancing down at my hands that I was fiddling with on the table.

"Of Juyeon," San asked and I nodded.

"He's a jerk, I know that and I know I could probably beat him in a duel generally but I feel like I'm just going to freeze up. I would never have expected him to do something like that and I don't know what to make of it. Like, will he try to do it again," I said, raising my eyes to meet San's that were full of concern.

"He won't touch you again, I won't let him," San said firmly.

"I appreciate it, I really do but you aren't always going to be there. I need to be able to protect myself," I said with a sigh.

"You can Wooyoung. Trust me, I would know. You were just caught off guard and that's understandable," he said softly. I felt my tears well up involuntarily and I groaned, tilting my head up to try and stop them from falling.

"God, this is so stupid. I shouldn't be crying, nothing actually happened," I said with a sigh. There was some movement and then I felt a hand slip into mine and I looked over to find San knelt beside me.

"It's ok to cry Wooyoung, you told me that remember. So lead by example and let go alright, I'm here," he said softly. His voice was so calming, so full of concern and there was nothing I could do to stop a few tears from falling. They were caught swiftly by San's thumb as he cupped my face gently and brushed them off.

"I'm sorry. I've been crying so much lately and I keep making you have to look after me," I said with a sniffle.

"You have nothing to apologise for, I don't mind," he said.

"God, I probably look like a mess right now," I said with a weak chuckle, wiping my eyes with my sleeve.

"You don't. You look pretty even when you cry," San said softly and I felt my heart skip a beat. Did he just call me pretty? He didn't even seem to have realised what he said as he was just squeezing my hand gently and watching me worriedly.

"Thank you again, for all of your help," I said and he shook his head but I just smiled.

"I know you said there's no need to thank you but I'm going to," I said and he just sighed.

"Alright love birds, here's some food," Beth said with a grin as she placed some soup and bread onto the table. San sighed and stood up.

"You're never going to stop that are you," he asked.

"No, young love brings me so much happiness," Beth said with a little clap.

"It's not young love," San mumbled as he sat down but didn't push it further.

"Come on, you should eat," he told me as he begun putting soup into his bowl. I followed quickly, using the ladle to put soup into my bowl.

"Are you ok to go see the others after dinner," San asked me quietly and I nodded quickly. I definitely need to see them, I need to tell Yeosang that nothing was his fault. He's my best friend in the whole world and it kills me to see him hurting.

~~~~~

"You sure you're still ok with this," San asked me gently as we walked through the halls. We had finished dinner, gotten changed and were making our way to the Room of Requirement to meet the others.

"I'm ok San, you don't need to stress," I told him. And it was true, I felt up to talking properly about it. When we got to the seventh floor, San walked up and down the hall so the door showed.

"Come on," he said softly, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside the room. I froze slightly as I realised everyone was already there, sitting on couches.

"You ok," San whispered and I nodded quickly and walked forwards. Everyone glanced up to look at me and I was surprised to find Mingi there as well.

"Mingi? What are you doing here," I asked in surprise.

"I'm sorry. I know you probably weren't expecting me and I don't know if you're comfortable telling me stuff but Yeosang and Yunho were really upset today and I was looking after them and they accidentally told me what happened with Juyeon yesterday. I'm so sorry, please don't be mad at them, they didn't mean to let it slip. I can leave it you-. Oh." Mingi went quite as I landed in his lap and hugged him tightly.

"It's ok, I don't mind you being here. You're my friend as well," I said, squeezing him softly before pulling back. San had gone over to the free couch and was sitting down. Hongjoong and Seonghwa were sitting next to each other on one couch and Yunho and Yeosang were on the other side of Mingi. I walked over to the couch San was on and sat down beside him, suddenly feeling nervous and unsure what to do.

"I just want to start this off by checking in on you Wooyoung. How are you feeling at the moment," Hongjoong asked gently, seeming to notice the tension in the room. Yes thank you, someone else can start the conversation.

"I'm ok. I mean I'm scared of seeing Juyeon in the halls but other than that, I'm alright," I said quietly.

"Do you have a good sleep today," Seonghwa asked.

"Um yeah. San said I had nightmares last night but I honestly don't remember any of them," I said.

"Where did you even stay last night? You weren't in the dorm and we were worried about you," Yunho said.

"Oh uh," I trailed off and glanced at San who was just quietly fiddling with a loose string on his robes. He looked up when I went quiet though, glancing at me before seeming to catch on.

"Oh, we went down to the kitchens. The house elves have a little room where they sometimes nap so they let us sleep there because Wooyoung just wanted to be alone," San explained.

"Alone, except you were there. That doesn't really make sense," Yunho said with a frown.

"He just wanted to make sure I was ok," I said quietly.

"And we didn't," Yunho cried out, making me snap my mouth shut.

"Yunho that's uncalled fo-."

"Is it? Is it really? He couldn't stand to be near any of us who have been his friends for years but instead he goes to the person who has bullied him the past four years," Yunho said as he shot up. I flinched back slightly in shock and San's arm immediately flew in front of me, making Yunho scoffed.

"You're scared of me? You're fucken scared of me? Have I ever hurt you in your life? Have I ever attacked you like San has before," Yunho yelled.

"Yunho you need to calm down, this is not helping," Mingi said quickly.

"No, I don't. My best friend almost got sexually assaulted yesterday and then come to find out, his father is a fucken abuser and hurts him all the time and he never told us. He's my best friend and he's hurting and he doesn't trust me enough to tell me. Why doesn't he trust me, why can't he come to me," Yunho said before he fell to his knees and burst into tears. My heart broke at the sight of one of my closest friends looking so broken. I quickly moved San's arm away and dropped the floor, hugging Yunho tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he sobbed out as his arms wrapped around me tightly. I hugged him tighter and buried my face in his shoulder.

"It's got nothing to do with me trusting you or not Yunho. You're, you're basically my brother and I trust you more than almost anyone in this world. I love you so much and maybe that's why I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you knowing because I didn't want to burden you. It's not like anything could be done about it anyway. I'm not, I'm not choosing San over you. If it was my choice he wouldn't even know, no one would but he saw dad doing it to me," I explained quickly.

"Woo-."

"I'm sorry. Please believe me. I'm not sc-scared of you, I promise. I was just surprised, I trust you, I love you," I whimpered, feeling tears starting to trail down my face.

"Oh Woo, sweetheart," Yunho whispered.

"I love you," I cried, hugging him tighter.

"I love you too. I'm sorry for what I said, I was just, I'm scared for you Wooyoung. I'm so scared," Yunho said, his hand rubbing up and down my back as he sniffled.

"I'm ok, really. I'll be ok," I said quietly. Yunho sighed before pulling back from the hug and standing up, tugging me up as well. He went to sit back down next to Mingi but I quickly tugged him over to the couch beside San sat down, curling into Yunho's side as he slipped an arm around my waist.

"Your dad hurts you," Mingi asked quietly and I glanced over at him. Right, it's time to talk properly about it.

"Yeah. He um, he started hurting me about four years ago when mum became bedridden, around the same time he wanted me to cut off my friendship with Yeosang," I said with a sigh.

"He what? No offense Wooyoung but you're dad sounds like an absolute ass," Mingi said with a frown and I chuckled lightly.

"You wouldn't be wrong, he really isn't a great person. He blames me for mum being sick, I'm not really sure why. He used to be the best dad but now he's just, horrible," I said quietly.

"How bad does he hurt you," Hongjoong asked me. I shifted uncomfortably, not sure if I wanted to talk about all of that.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," he added quickly.

"No, I'm just thinking," I replied quickly. I drew in a deep breath and dropped my hand beside my leg on the couch, shifting my leg to hide it as I slipped it into San's hand and squeezed tightly. The boys already don't seem happy about me going to San but I needed the reassurance to continue. I don't know why I need it so much but I do and I'm not going to fight it.

"It's mainly just him hitting me but he's choked me before and um, he, he," I stopped talking, not knowing if I should continue.

"It's ok, you can tell us, you're safe here," Yunho said gently, placing a kiss to the side of my head.

"He used a curse on me," I said.

"What kind of curse," Seonghwa asked.

"It uh, it wasn't a fun one but he didn't do it for long and he only used it once," I said with a shrug.

"I don't really want to talk about it to be honest, it's never nice to be cursed," I said quickly, noticing that the others seemed to want to say something else but I didn't want to talk about it more. That's not a memory I want to bring back. San's grip tightened on my hand and I let out a breath to relax.

"Do you hate me." My mouth dropped open in shock and my head snapped over to look at Yeosang who was curled up in the corner of the couch he and Mingi were sitting on. His head was down, his hair covering his eyes and his arms were hugging himself as if for comfort.

"M-Me," I questioned in confusion and he just nodded quietly.

"Oh my god, no. Yeosang, never," I gasped, jumping up and rushing over. I threw myself onto the couch beside him and wrapped my arms around him, shuffling around a bit to also wrap my legs around him.

"I could never ever hate you Yeosang, you're my best friend in the whole world but not only that, you've also done nothing wrong," I said quickly. He finally lifted his head up and my heart felt like it shattered as I saw the tears falling down his face.

"Your dad hates me Woo. You get hurt, because you're friends with me. What kind of person just lets his best friend get hurt? What selfish person does that," he said shaking his head.

"Sangie, it's got nothing to do with you, I promise. Dad hurts me over the smallest of things, it wouldn't stop even if we weren't friends. I think he's just hurting because mum is dying and he's taking it out on me," I said with sigh.

"4 y-years Woo. 4 years and I n-never noticed. We live next d-door pretty much. How could I n-not notice," he cried.

"You didn't know Sangie, you couldn't have. Dad hid it well and it's not like I was going around telling people. You're my best friend, I didn't want to burden you with this," I said shaking my head.

"Burden? Wooyoung you're my closest friend, we've grown up together. It would never be a burden," he said.

"I didn't want anyone to know but if I did, you would have been the first person I told," I said as I started to cry. I always struggle holding in tears when I see Yeosang cry, I was surprised I lasted that long. He sniffled and dropped his forehead against mine, holding me close.

"I'm sorry you couldn't trust me with this Youngie. I'm sorry I didn't make it clear enough to you that I'm here for you, through everything. Nothing is a burden when it comes to you, nothing will ever come first over you," he whispered shakily.

"Fuck you for making me cry," I said as I burst into sobs and dropped my head onto his shoulder, cuddling as close to him as physically possible.

"Sorry," he said with a weak chuckle, pulling me closer so I was literally curled up in his lap. It was quiet for a minute or two as Yeosang and I just held each other before the conversation continued.

"So you don't want to tell the Headmaster because you don't want your dad to know you were beaten up or you just don't want him near you? Do you think your dad will side with Juyeon automatically," Yunho asked. I was quiet at that but I lifted up my head from Yeosang's shoulder and glanced at San who was already watching me. I didn't really want to explain this part as it both hurt and terrified me to think about so I nodded at him, hoping he would get that I was wanting him to continue.

"His father is homophobic so Wooyoung hasn't told him that he's gay. Considering what he already does to Wooyoung, finding out he's gay may push him over the edge. I don't actually think it's safe for Wooyoung to tell him," San explained.

"Well, shit. Could you just say Juyeon is lying," Mingi asked.

"Juyeon is a pureblood and is the picture perfect pureblood to those who care about shit like that. I on the other hand, am friends with muggle borns and half-bloods. Dad will believe Juyeon over me any day," I admitted. It hurt to admit but it's true.

"So you can't tell the Headmaster because there will be an investigation and you're parents will be told. Juyeon will most likely spin a tale spanning from you being gay and it will put your life at risk at home," Hongjoong said.

"That just about sums it up," I said with a nod.

"That's absurd. How are we still in a place where speaking up about crimes people commit will end bad for the victim. Is there any way you could speak up about your dad as well? Tell someone," Mingi asked.

"No. No way. I don't want anyone else knowing about this, I didn't even want anyone to know in the first place. Not only that but mum is dying, she doesn't need something like this happening especially when he's only got a couple more years left in her," I said shaking my head.

"I just have to finish this year and next year and then I can find somewhere to live. He will probably cut me off from money but I don't even care, I would rather live homeless than continue going through that," I said.

"I'll help you get on your feet, you have my word. Even if my family were to cut me off, I still have a large trust and inheritance from my Great Aunt who passed away so I'm good with money. I'm moving out myself after school because my loyalties lie elsewhere than with bigoted assholes. If you need a place to stay, even next year, my home will always be open to you," Seonghwa said firmly. My heart clenched and my eyes welled up slightly. I glanced down at Yeosang who just smiled softly and let me go, nudging me off his lap. I quickly rushed off the couch and stumbled to the other one, plopping myself into Seonghwa's lap and hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, that really means a lot," I whispered. He nodded and hugged me back tightly before I heard a giggle. Everyone turned to Mingi who had wide eyes and a hand covering his mouth.

"Sorry, I know this is a serious conversation but Wooyoung's literally been doing rounds of climbing into people's laps," he said. It was quiet for a few seconds before we all started to laugh as well.

"He really has. He went from me to Yeosang and now to Seonghwa," Yunho laughed. I giggled and quickly rolled over into Hongjoong's lap, giving him a hug as he chuckled and hugged me back. I then got up and ran to Mingi, launching myself at him. He yelped but managed to catch me and stop me from falling off the bed as he chuckled. I squeezed him tight before leaning back and planting a firm kiss to his cheek.

"Mwuah." After that, I jumped up and without even thinking about it, ran to San and plonked myself down in his lap. I realised the second after I did it and panicked, going to get back up but he hugged me gently, his arms snaking around my waist. I was a little nervous about the others reaction but I slipped my arms around his neck and sat sideways in his lap, resting my head on his shoulder. He pat my back softly twice, rubbed his hand up and down briefly before settling back to just resting his arms around my waist. I let myself relax for about 10 seconds before I pulled myself away, padding back over to Yeosang and dropping beside him to cuddle once again. He hugged me back and kissed my cheek before pausing with his lips close to my ear.

"You can stay with him if you'd like, I can tell he's bringing you comfort right now," he whispered. I immediately shook my head and pulled back to look at him.

"You're my comfort place Sangie," I said quietly.

"Perhaps usually. But we're talking about things that he already knows so I think it's helping you being near him in case he needs to speak up for you. I don't mind, really," he said softly, giving me a gentle nudge.

"It's ok, there's not much else to be said anyway," I assured him, nuzzling my head onto his shoulder before turning it so I could see the others.

"What are we going to do about Juyeon though? If you can't go to the Headmaster then that means he won't get punished and I doubt he will stop trying to bother you," Yunho said with a frown.

"San and I will handle it. Believe it or not, there's a reason most people in the school fear us two. A little threat hear and there ought to keep him in check," Seonghwa said.

"Are you sure? What if he tells on you guys or goes to your parents," Yeosang asked.

"He won't, just trust us to handle it," Seonghwa replied. I mean, I guess we may as well.

"Just don't do something that will get you in trouble please," I said quickly.

"We won't. I'll keep that one in check," Seonghwa said with a nod. I glanced at San to see he was frowning but he didn't protest.

"Hopefully Juyeon doesn't come to class tomorrow either so you get at least another day of not seeing that prick," Yunho said.

"He wasn't in class today," I questioned in confusion.

"No, he didn't show up. He was probably scared you had said something and was hiding away," Yeosang said.

"Oh. Hopefully he isn't there tomorrow either, that would be nice," I said with a sigh.

"Yeah, it would be," Yeosang said, kissing the top of my head softly.

"So are we all in reluctant agreement to keep this to ourselves and not tell anyone," he added.

"To protect Wooyoung, definitely," Yunho said with a nod.

"We will keep an eye on him, make sure he's safe when we can," Hongjoong said, followed by immediate agreement from the others.

"You guys really don't have to do that. I don't want to be a bother," I said quickly.

"Don't bother trying to stop us. If we can't get him punished then the least we can do is to look out for you," Yeosang said. I sighed but nodded, knowing Yeosang and Yunho at the very least would not back down.

"Fine, but please don't force yourself to do things for me, I'll be ok," I said.

"Then it's settled. We will all keep an eye out for Wooyoung and make sure Juyeon doesn't try anything," Hongjoong said.

"Good. Now that's settled, it's best that everyone goes and gets some sleep," Seonghwa said as he stood up.

"It's not even that late," Mingi pointed out.

"Doesn't matter, it's been a long couple of days and we all have classes tomorrow so an early night for some proper sleep will be good for everyone," Seonghwa said as he started to usher everyone up. Yeosang stood up quickly and tugged me up before pausing and glancing at me with a raised eyebrow.

"He's a bit like a mum isn't he," he whispered to me. Huh, I can actually kind of see that.

"Come on, let's go to bed before mum gets annoyed with us," I said with a giggle. He chuckled but nodded and we made our way to the door and out into the hall, the others following us.

"Are you going to stay with Yeosang tonight," Yunho asked.

"Nah, he can stay with me. We can try push our beds together," I said.

"Wow, I love how I was asked beforehand for my opinion," Yeosang scoffed. I just giggled and bit his shoulder, making him cry out.

"Wooyoung?" I pulled back quickly and turned around to see San beside me.

"Ow, go bit him," Yeosang said, shoving me away. I yelped and stumbled as he pushed me hard but before I could fall, arms were wrapped around me to hold me up.

"Thanks," I mumbled as San straightened me out and pulled away.

"No problem. Um, are you doing ok now. I know it's not going to be completely fine, especially so soon but are you feeling better," he asked me.

"Yeah, yeah I am. I think it was a good idea to talk it out with everyone, really get it off my chest," I said with a nod.

"Good, good. I'm happy you three are ok. And um, you can come to me if you ever need help, just remember that," he told me.

"I will. I appreciate you helping me out so much. I'll see you tomorrow," I said softly. He nodded and went to step forward before stopping, seeming to second guess himself.

"You o-." I was cut off and my mouth snapped shut, my mind going blank as San suddenly stepped forwards and placed a kiss to my cheek.

"See you tomorrow," he said before hurrying off, leaving me speechless. I watched him leave and turn the corner after Hongjoong and Seonghwa before turning back around to the others who were thankfully bickering and did not seem to have noticed that interaction.

"You ready to go? Why do you look so red," Yeosang asked as he turned to look at me, tilting his head in confusion.

"Nothing, come on," I said quickly, grabbing his hand and tugging him along. Nothing except San just kissed my cheek which I've never seen him do to anyone and he has certainly not ever done to me. I couldn't fight the blush on my face, nor could I slow down my heart that was suddenly racing. Maybe, just maybe Yunho may have been on to something. 

A/N

Here is Chapter 20 everyone, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! 

Next Chapter will officially bring the word count to over 100,000 words as it's current just under 99,000 which is exciting. It's shaping up to be quite a long story but I enjoy doing the updates for this.

Let me know your thoughts on this chapter, what your favourite parts were as I'm eager to hear. 

As usual, let me know anything you want to see more of, or a specific scene you would like to see