I stared at the house twenty-five minutes from my own district. It wasn't too shabby, not as big as mine thanks to my father liking to flaunt our money, but still huge. I wondered what his parents did for a living as I climbed out of my car because I noticed nearly half a dozen similar cars parked in the driveway as I walked up to the gate.

Woohyun was waiting for me already, a bag in his hand. He looked exhausted and as worn out as I felt. I frowned upon seeing him.

"You look as ty as I feel." I muttered and he snorted, unlocking the gate and allowing me to follow him in.

"If you came here to-"

"L.Joe broke up with me." I blurted out stopping in the middle of his walk path. My voice wavered as I stared at the ground, the reality finally hitting me.

"Good the -"

"Shut up." I cut him off again, "You may have seen his horrible side but I didn't. I saw a kid who really liked me and treated me right for nearly a year." I felt tears sting my eyes. "He told me what he's done tonight... To your friends and I'm sure the other group as well..."

"I don't need your pity." Woohyun ground out as he went to unlock the front door. I was quick to follow him in, wiping at my eyes and trying hard to compose myself. As my father always said; never show an enemy your true colors. At this moment every one seemed to be my enemy.

"Why are you even here?" He glanced at me as I stared at his home. Wow, it was actually nice in here, I briefly thought before turning to him. He was leaning on the curved staircase which lead to the second and, I'm assuming, third floor.

"To apologize and to make up for it. That night when you came to club, the guys afterwards had been plotting something. Hell bent on getting back at you." I felt my sudden guilt rise. "I thought it was just drunk frustrations but I'd still known and I did nothing. If I'd had at least warned you-"

I flinched as Woohyun walked towards me and patted my shoulder lightly. I was surprised in how I'd reacted and I'm sure it showed on my face. I wasn't sure what'd I'd been expecting but that touch and the look of weary tiredness in his eyes wasn't it. There was also something else in his expression but I couldn't pinpoint what.

He gave me a small smile. "Don't blame yourself. Like you said, they were drunk."

I my lips out of nervousness and I watched as Woohyun's eyes zeroed in on them. Immediately the air in the room changed.

"How come you dated him?" He whispered, his hand moving to cup my neck.

I could feel my pulse pick up. What the hell was going on? This wasn't the time for any of these hormones to interfere. I needed to find L.Joe, stop him from what he was doing and make sure he was okay.

"Don't." I breathed before Woohyun made a move.

"I have the house to myself for a while and I promise no ing this time." His thumb was my neck softly and I could tell my breathing was off. We kept eye contact though so I knew when he was going to move before I got the chance to say anything again.

His lips met mine in a softer kiss this time. Much less rough and demanding but still dominating. He was still a fabulous kisser and I realized as my hands moves to his encircle his neck, I'd been imagining this for the past two weeks. Let's just say real life was much much better.

We pulled apart, panting softly. One of Woohyun's hands my hip as the other my neck.

"I can feel your rapid pulse." He spoke, smirking. I gave him annoyed look and untangled myself from him. I'd lost myself for a second but, damn it, I wouldn't do it again. I needed to focus on the task at hand and not how much I wanted to sleep with Woohyun.

"We need to focus." I breathed, running a hand through my hair, hanging my head so i wouldn't get sidetracked.

I felt Woohyun's eyes on me and when I faced him again, I swallowed hard. He looked ready to go all out.

"Stop it." I ordered, my voice shaking lightly, even as I glared at him. There a was long moment of silence before he sighed and nodded.

"Well you can come back with me to the hospital if you want to talk to Dongwoo." He offered.

I shook my head 'no'. "Honestly, I'm not sure what I can do. For you, L.Joe, any of you. I just found out what he's done. How it crushes him in guilt." I felt tears the sudden sting my eyes. "I know you won't believe me but it has. The look in his eyes, the digust in his voice. I never realized because I never cared enough to pay attention to him. I'd complain to him about getting drunk a lot and I'd tell him I didn't care about what he did in his gang; that I didnt need to know. I am just as much to blame as his fellow gang members."

I scrubbed at my face, sighing in my hands and hiding my face. What was happening to me. Why was I doing this? I came to try to help and hear I am gushing my thoughts to the biggest flirt ever.

"You love him." Woohyun spoke and I pulled my hands away to look at him.

"I don't know to tell you the truth." I admited, "If it is, I'm a horrible girlfriend. I treated him like and he still came back to me, still kept me safe from the gang's dirty work so it wouldn't effect my life. Cheated on him with you."

"Yah, we only made out." Woohyun commented.

I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean."

"Why'd you stay with him then?"

I opened my mouth to answer and then frowned. "What is this? Dr. Phil time?"

"You're the one who started blabbing out your feelings. Hell I'm not even quite sire why you're here in the first place since niether of us know how you want to help. Regardless, we can continue this unusual discussion on your feelings upstairs because I need a shower." He his heel and jogged up the stairs.

I watched him effortlessly make it to the top and down a hall before I got up the courage to follow. He was entering a room on the far left hall and I speed walked to make it. I