"Why are you here? It's raining..."
"Because I knew you would be sitting here like this. Get up, take my hand."
Wooyoung shook his head and used his cane to stand up, earning a chuckle from the other.
"Let's go to my apartment."
"In your dreams."
"Do you really want to stay out here?"
"We could go somewhere public."
San sighed. "It's so late, there are barely any stores open."
"I don't care!"
"Okay okay, will you let me guide you?"
"You can use your voice." Wooyoung said as he tapped his cane on the ground to make his way.
San walked by him, holding the umbrella over both of them. "The rain is so heavy..."
"I can hear it."
"I know...let's hurry up then."
"I don't want to trip." Wooyoung muttered.
"If you just let me-"
"No." He cut him off.
San smiled, starting to find it cute how defensive the other always was.
"Alright, we'll walk slow."
The two boys took slow steps under the rain, looking around him, San found the streets empty of people or even lights. It was expected with how late it was and how heavy the rain was, and there was probably a thunderstorm coming.
But he didn't want to push the other.
"Why are you quie-" Wooyoung gasped and subconsciously pressed himself against San as a loud thunder violently broke the silence.
San himself was startled by it. But he was more focused on the boy clinging to his arm now.
"Hey...it's just thunder, it's okay..." he assured with a soothing voice.
Wooyoung hated rain, thunder and storms in general.
They scared him because he couldn't see anything.
It was uncontrollable danger.
He shook his head. "T-Take me to your place."
The request well surprised San, but he was more than glad to listen and do it without a single word.
He could notice the blind boy next to him trying to go faster, but he still managed to trip even with his cane.
San could only think of one solution.
"Let me carry you."
And expected to get hit, be slapped or be yelled at.
But to his surprise, he only got a rushed nod.
San smiled, handing Wooyoung the umbrella and squatting down. "Lean forward and put your arms around my neck." He instructed and successfully carried the other on his back after a few position adjustments.
"Hold on tight!" San smiled and stared taking big fast steps and even running on the muddy streets.
Wooyoung was too light for someone his age. But it wasn't a surprise with how little he got to eat.
Even though Wooyoung didn't say a word the whole time, San felt his fists clench around his shirt and the umbrella followed by a surpressed whimper every time thunder came.
"We're here..." San announced as they walked into the apartment building.
"Put me down." Wooyoung immediately demanded.
They went into the elevator and to San's apartment on the third floor.
"Welcome to my home..." The taller smiled.
He could see a tiny smile on the other's lips.
"Your house smells really nice...like flowers..."
"Thank you! I make sure to keep it like that."
They took their shoes off and continued their way in.
"Is it okay for me to sit down? I'm soaked and..pretty sure muddy..." Wooyoung mumbled.
"You can take a shower and-"
"No! No...I...I can clean myself up.."
"Calm down...it's just a shower, you can lock the door and take clean clothes with you, I won't see anything."
"No, I'm fine."
San sighed. "But you're going to dirty everything you touch."
"I said I'll clean myself."
"How will you make your way to the bathroom? I cleaned the place very well just this afternoon and I don't want you ruining it."
It was a lie, San couldn't care less about the dirt at that moment. He just wanted the other to take a relaxing warm shower.
Wooyoung gritted his teeth. "Fine."
"Great! Let me lead you."
He helped him into the bathroom and guided him to where everything was.
" ..And here are the clean clothes, I'm sure we're almost the same size... Please make sure you don't slip."
"Thank you..." Wooyoung quietly thanked him and locked the door well when he walked out and made sure it wouldn't open mid shower.
Honestly, he was more than glad to take a shower, especially a warm one with all the supplies he needs. He very much needed it. But he felt unsafe doing it in anyone's house.
San prepared dinner with a smile as he waited for the other to finish.
It took a while, but San didn't complain because he knew the blind guy needed time to figure out what to use and try not to slip.
"San?"
"Coming!"
San headed to the bathroom and froze in his spot as his eyes saw something he wasn't ready for.
He is so beautiful
And identical to his boyfriend.
Even more now.
"San?" Wooyoung called again.
"I'm here..." San sounded so zoned out.
"Um...where do I put my old clothes?"
"In...uh...give them...to me..." San took a deep breath and took the dirty clothes, taking another moment to stare at the other's face up close.
He was lucky he was blind.
"Come on, dinner is ready." He announced after putting away the dirty clothes.
"Dinner?"
"Yeah, I cooked it myself."
Wooyoung could hear the proud smile in the other's voice. He couldn't refuse or protest.
He felt so vulnerable and embarrassed anyway.
"Okay..."
They had dinner in complete silence. The food was good and Wooyoung thanked the other for it. But he was still feeling unsafe.
"Did you-" he flinched when he heard thunder again. He had almost forgotten about the storm, maybe because he was more focused on the cheerful sound of the tv and the shower before that.
San smiled a little sympathetically, the boy acted completely different from what he was used to and San felt bad. "Do you want to rest?"
"Where?"
"In my bedroom."
"No...no, thanks..."
San chuckled. "I won't join you if you don't want me to."
"Were you planning to?" Wooyoung mocked.
"I promise I don't have any bad intentions."
"And I'm supposed to just believe you now?"
It was funny to San how cautious the other was, but he completely respected it.
"Alright...you can sleep in my bedroom and lock the door on yourself, I'll sleep here on the couch."
Wooyoung felt bad for still not trusting San when he was so kind to him, but he couldn't help it and definitely couldn't show it.
"Thanks."
He let himself be guided to the bedroom, being as cautious and as ready as possible to defend himself if any wrong move occurred.
He sat down on the bed, his hands feeling the soft warm blanket. He hasn't felt that in so long. Actually, he doesn't remember ever feeling it at all.
"Okay, the bedroom is yours, you have a bottle of water next to you on the night stand and if you need anything, just call for me."
"I'm locking the door."
San chuckled. "Alright, you're free to do whatever you want, I'm still outside if you need me...goodnight."
"Goodnight..."
As soon as San walked out, Wooyoung slowly and carefully made his way to the door and made sure it was securely locked before going back to the bed.
It was so nice, warm and comfortable.
Everything was perfect for the first time.
Until loud thunder shook his room and banged in his ears.
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A/N: poor woo I just wanna protect him 🥺