Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

A | You're in There | Wooyoung x San

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Fashion designer Jung Wooyoung sat in his private jet towards his journey to Paris, France. The sky was dark, and you couldn't see anything below. The man sighed. It looked like some kind of strange black hole.

Wooyoung admitted he could reflect the same feeling. While he was nervous about his job, there was something bothering him in his head and heart for the last five years: a literal eternal darkness in him that could never leave.

"S-Shit," he whispered and wiped his incoming tears away.

"Mr. Jung, are you alright?" an employee of his asked softly. Wooyoung nodded at the older woman.

"I'm just..." he laughed. "I'm nervous, that's all."

She looked at him in agreement. "It's normal to be. You're about to showcase your styles for the first time on the biggest runway in the world. You've worked very hard. I'm proud of you."

Wooyoung wanted to embrace her. She was a mentor, almost mother, to him. But there was simply too much sadness in his heart as her words struck another feeling.

"T-Thank you," Wooyoung said as he ran to the bathroom.

Upon shutting the door, he fell to the ground in tears. He was finally here, achieving his dreams.

Wooyoung always wanted to create something and show it to the rest of the world. And through school, he found a love for fashion he'd never thought he could have before. His biggest goal then was to showcase his creations to the entire fashion world. From there, he hoped, Wooyoung's company could expand a lot further.

But something was holding him down. With every two steps forward, there was a step back.

Guilt? Sadness? Anger? Blame? Wooyoung wasn't sure what to identify it as.

Because a few years ago, back in college, Wooyoung met a boy in his dance club. The boy — San — was slightly older, very handsome, and incredibly kind to him. Wooyoung spoke to him enough until they became friends. And only two weeks later, San confessed he felt deeper feelings. The two began happily dating.

Wooyoung loved San's presence. Everything about the young man was all he could ask for. Anytime someone mentioned San, his day became a hundred times brighter at the thought of him.

San felt the same way. Maybe even more. He grew attached to Wooyoung. A large part of his time was spent thinking about the younger. And on most occasions, he was there to comfort Wooyoung.

It wasn't a creepy attachment, either — more like mutual. San liked giving attention, while Wooyoung enjoyed receiving it. That's how their relationship bloomed.

Unfortunately, the beautiful romance wouldn't last long. While San opted to graduate successfully and move on to dance projects, Wooyoung would be offered to attend several schools abroad to expand his practice further. He desired to take them so severely.

'So I was wondering... that I thought it was a great idea if I took them,' Wooyoung told him while having dinner. San sat silently across him.

'That's good.'

'Are you sure?' Wooyoung sensed something wrong that night. He should've known.

'Yeah. I don't want to get in the way of your dreams, baby,' San said with a smile. Wooyoung squeezed his hand.

'Thank you. I love you so much.'

By next month, Wooyoung had his things packed up, ready to spend a semester a school out of the country. And San braced himself to say goodbye for the first time.