Previously:

"That wooyoung is alive."

Present:

No one pov:

Next day, at home: (around 2:30 pm)

San was making a juice for himself, woo and jongho when jongho came and inform san that he is going out to buy grocery to which sans inform him to be safe and move to stand in front of him and kiss his lips lovingly. When he let go he ask.

"Anyways, where is wooyoung?"

"Oh! He is upstairs...."

"Oh ok.. anyways. Be safe." Jongho smiles and truns around but stop and turns to look at san again.

"Hey?"

"Yh?"

"Why not you and wooyoung come with me as well?"

"Oh?"

"Yh..I just thought that it will be a change for us, mhm?"

"Well, its not a bad idea.. sure! Let me ask woo! If he wanna join or not!"

"Sure! I am waiting here."

San smiles and runs upstairs.

"Woo-" he stops when he hear the singing voice.

"Hoie!" San runs downstairs and grab jongho hand and stands upstairs towards where the voice was coming. And they ended in front of yeosang's room. San looks at jongho with wide eyes and open the door to find wooyoung sitting on window frame with guitar playing and singing, his back was towards them.

Wooyoung pov: (1:23 am)

San and jongho were downstairs. I walk out of my room, I guess. Its my room? Cause it have my pictures and san told me that. Anyways, I saw that their was a room in front of me with the door open a little. I haven't gone in any room besides mine and san, so it was very curious for me. I open the door to find empty but a very beautiful room. Their were many pictures of all the hyungs I have met early with a new face. I was confuse to see that. But the face was really beautiful like a statue or more like an angel pic. I feel like I am being hypnotized by this new face even tho its in the photo frame. But still. I look around and found a black guitar, I walk towards it and pick it up examining it. Their was a jwy+kys was engraved beautifully.

I look around and found a book placed on the table besides the window frame. I pick the book up and realized it was a personal diary still holding guitar in one hand. I open the book and starts reading it. I think I am in a room of someone called kang yeosang. No doubt this person's hand writing is beautiful as well. I sit down on this person's bed and starts reading.

It was not written all day just few days but as I read I saw that every page has my name on it.

Wooyoung looks at me and smile then!

Wooyoung and san runs while seonghwa chase them.

Wooyoung and jongho cook the dinner.

Me and wooyoung has fun today.

As I kept reading I starting to feel this person's pain when he repeat his tragic past. Unknowingly tears fall from my eyes and I noticed them when they fall on the page wetting it.

Suddenly, I reach the last page where a song was written.

Dust and Gold

No one pov:

Wooyoung place the diary in front of him sitting on window frame and starts playing guitar.

(A/n: for better fun, listen to this song 'nightcore:dust and gold' while reading)

"Its down to me and you
In this cold and empty~ room
Forgotten what we're dying for!
Just tell me what to change
Just tell me what to~ say
Cause' I cant feel it any~ more"

Wooyoung can feel that he knew this song. He close his eyes and lyrics come out of his mouth on own.

"But~

Why~ are we~ so~ incomplete~?"

On the other hand yeosang open his eyes and looks out the window present in the office far from him through which he could only see the small part of the sky. He grab the bars of the cell and sing the next part. His part.

"Its down to you and me
In this cold and empty~ street
Forgotten what we're living~ for!
Just tell me what is! Right
Cause' its more than what's inside!
Cause' I cant see it any~ more!"

(A/n: if someone is confuse, in italics are the lyrics which wooyoung will be singing, while in underlining are the lyrics yeosang is singing, and both italics and underlying will be when both sing! While being in their respective places. Now enjoy!")

"All!! I see~~ are!
Kings!! And thieves~!

When all! I own~ is just~

Dust!! And Gold~!
Ohhh~~

Dont let go yet!

Dont settle for less!

And everything you are~

Why~ are we~ so incomplete~?
All! I own~ is just~
Dust...

Is just!
Dust! And Gold~!

All! I see~ are~
Kings!! And thieves!
When all! I own~ is just~

Dust!

Is just dust!

And Gold!!
Soo~ rescue me!!~~

Rescue me~~~

Soo! Rescue me~~

Wohhhhh

Wohhhh..

And all! I own! Is just!

Is just!!

Dust and Gold!!

Soo rescue me~~

Ohhh

Soo... Rescue...me...."

Yeosang starts crying as his hand falls on cell's ground.

Wooyoung open his eyes and touch his face when.he felt something warm and then he realized its his tears which left his eyes without him knowing.

"Woo?"
.............

"Sangie?" Yeosang looks at his besides cell to find heium looking at him, his situation was not a pretty site either. Blood was everwhere and heium cant even sit right. 

"Heium uncle?"

"Sangie, I have *cough*"

"Uncle!?"

Heium show yeosang a hand which means for him to calm down. Yeosang looks at heium with a deep and worried frown on his face.

"Sangie.." after few minutes heium starts.

"Uncle?" Yeosang asked worriedly, his own body hurts like hell but he cant let his heium uncle who kept him safe from going insane properly.

He was the reason why yeosang hasn't gone insane and mad right now or else he be a mental patient right now.

"I-if.. *cough* if I say...or t-told you t-that *cough* " heium was stuttering because of not talking properly. His throat was hurting but still he says.

"Tell me what uncle?" Yeosang asked concerned.

"If..I told you that woo-wooyoung is alive  then?" Yeosang felt all the air in in lung has been taken out. He felt suffocated inside the cell.

"Sangie, please.. try to r-relax!" Heium tries to relax yeosang but unfortunately....

Without their knowledge.

Their was someone else in the room as well.

Claps echo the room making both of the two prisoners eyes wide and now they both felt they forget how to breath.

"Well, well, well, how lucky~, I can finally have my fun with him now, properly. Right, my dear friend heium and sangie?"

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Thats it for today! Hope you guys liking it!

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