Sanguine (Ateez)

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San's POV

We had spent some time over at the boys house, catching up and reassuring them that Seul was fine. Yeosang hadn't shown up the whole time we were there. It was concerning and I could tell that it disturbed Seul. He was really important to her. Hopefully he was ok. .

After some time we decided to leave so we could let mom know that we were ok. And that's what had led us here, in the living room. Being choked to death by our mom.

"You've been gone for TWO days. You never answered any of my calls or messages! Hell, I didn't even know where you went!" Her scolding reverberated in my skull and I felt a pounding headache oncoming.

"I was scared ok. . . Can we just go to bed now?" I answered her scoldings. She looked up at me and scoffed. "Seriously? Fine just go."

At her dismissal Seul and I scurried to our rooms to get ready for sleep that night

Earlier that morning
Yeosang POV

The morning sun shone its first rays, the beams of light scattering across the grass and landing on the boy who had been laying under a tree all night.

The boy stirred, coming to because of the brightness of the sun and the shaking of the woman shaking him awake.

"Hey, wake up" this was the first noise that hit his ears this early morning. "You're cold. Have you been out here all night?" The boy sat up, observing the lady who woke him.

Her hair was cut short, ending just under her ears, and was very obviously dyed a platinum blond. Gray streaks ran through her hair, contrasting with her stunningly young looking face. She wore a long coat and a black turtle neck and leggings. The clothing was rather chic and simple but she wore it with an air of elegance.

"I'm not sure. . . I think I feel asleep under the tree." Yeosang answered, gesturing back, toward the tree. "I feel fine, thanks for waking me up." The boy stood up, the woman following as she got up from her crouching position.

"Are you sure you're ok?" The woman asked quickly, side eyeing the boy suspiciously while situating her clothing. "You're freezing."

As though something inside of him clicked, the cold of laying in the grass under the moon all night, set in. "I'm just a little cold. I'll be fine." He replied, rubbing his arms to push down the rising goosebumps.

"Do you have a home?" She asked worriedly "I can help you, come with me." She responded without an answer. He arm shot out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him along the path of the park. Blood pulsed in Yeosang's ears as he tried shaking off the ladies hand.

"Uh, ma'am, I have a home. I promise. I just usually sit under this tree to think, but last night i guess I just feel asleep." He hurried out, panic setting in. This lady was going to kidnap him.

She stopped and looked back, quickly retracting her hand and bowed slightly, "Oh, I'm sorry. I just. Well. Why would someone sleep und-" she rushed out.

"No it's ok, I understand. It was foolish of me." Yeosang interjected, bowing to her. "Thank you for waking me up, but I should get home. My roommates must be worried." He bowed once more before starting to walk off, toward home.

Turning back once more he saw the lady watching him, but he just waved simply at her. She waved back on walked off in the other direction, on the way to her home most likely.

The walk to the apartment was short but filled with thought. Thoughts of how he ended up under the tree, thoughts of how Seul was, and thoughts of the odd older lady. However, no thoughts of the crucial event last night. No thoughts of the dream. No thoughts of the creature. Nor any thoughts of what the creature had said.