Wooin's next to you, Joker in front of you, like a protective barrier.

That's your first realisation. The both of them look pissed, eyes darkened and lips thinned. It's unclear when they both arrived, but all they saw was you getting harassed by a group of guys, and suddenly they're already by your side.

Wooin turns to you, forcing you to look at him and not the gruesome noises. "Don't look behind you," He orders, before disappearing behind you too. All you can hear is begging and pleading from behind you. and the complete silence of Wooin and Joker. If you weren't friends with them both, you would've been just as terrified, if not more.

It's not like you couldn't protect yourself, it's just that they liked to do it for you. It's a few more minutes before the both of them return to your side. A glance at them, and you wince internally.

Joker has a little blood splattered across his face, and his knuckles are stained completely. Whether it's his own skin tearing and bleeding, or the people he beat up, you don't think you want to ask. He walks closer to you, hand reaching out to grasp your wrist, just so you were in physical contact with him. His way of making sure you were alright, subtly, because he didn't like to use his words.

Wooin slings an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close as he grins. The action is clearly forced, his smile not as wide as you knew it to be. A closer glance, and you can see blood on and under his nails. His glasses are at the bridge of his nose, which doesn't hide the clear annoyance in his eyes, flickering as he tries to calm himself down.

"We can't even let you go anywhere on your own, huh?" Wooin taunts, leaning in closer.

Joker stares down at the two of you, eyes hiding the storm of questions in his head. "Did they try to touch you anywhere?" He questions, and you can just feel the anger simmering under his words.