tw: mentions of blood

sotc: louder than bombs by bts

PRESENT; SONG RESIDENCE; SAT. DEC. 11:43 PM

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AN INSANE HEADACHE POUNDS INSIDE YUNHO'S HEAD AS SOON AS HE WAKES UP. He runs his fingers down his locks, cringing at the sweat pooling at his temple. He realizes he's shirtless, so he pulls the nearest shirt he sees over his head.

He can't find Seonghwa anywhere, only remembers bits and pieces of them kissing and ending up in this bedroom. He can't remember much afterwards as he had somehow fallen asleep, Seonghwa's touch the last thing on his mind.

Disappointment at how the night turned out gnaws at Yunho's brain, but he fights the feeling off and leaves the bed, groggy and upset.

Forcing his feet into his boots, he fixes his hair once more and steps out of the room, the lights outside stinging his eyeballs. He winces and closes his eyes, biting hard on his lip.

As the heavy, nauseating feeling clears off, Yunho's heartbeat races. His hand trembles as he pats his jeans for his phone, and once he pulls out the device, he turns it on, cursing out loud.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chews on the chapped skin of his lips. A red 12% displays itself as the phone's battery life. "Fuck, Yunho. Why the hell didn't you charge your phone before coming here, you idiot?"

His thumbs continue to shake as he hurriedly dials San's number, cursing and berating himself for being such a shit friend. How could he have forgotten about his best friend so easily?

"San, please pick up." He presses the phone to his ear, his back leaning against the closed door. "Please, please pick up. . ."

He checks the time, and even more guilt floods his system when he catches sight of the time. "Fuck, San, I'm so fucking sorry. Oh, God."

San never answers.

Yunho crams his phone into his pocket and races down the stairs, almost tripping over his own two feet. Down here the noise is even louder, the students inching towards the doorway leading to the front lawn. The tall male ignores them all at first, the only thing on his mind being to find San, but then his eyes are naturally drawn to their movements.

He follows after the students, their whispers and gasps buzzing around his ears. He pushes past them until he's at the front, hoping with all his might that somehow, San will be outside.

But, nothing could've ever prepared him for the sight he's about to see.

It's gory and chaotic. There's blood all over the lawn, and what appears to be Hongjoong struggling with the police, his lips hurriedly forming words Yunho struggles to get at first.

"Did Hongjoong really just kill Wooyoung?" A girl beside him says to her friend, and Yunho's heart almost stops when he spots the bloodied body inside the ambulance van.

"Let me go! I didn't do it!" Hongjoong continues to struggle within the policemen's grip, bright red blood staining the front of his sky blue sweater. The sight is horrifying, and Yunho shuts his eyes, the urge to vomit more prominent than ever.

He turns and runs back into the house, the imagery of splattered blood forever staining the back of his mind.

Shit, where is San?

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a/n: thoughts?