Horizon (traitor) //ateez ff

serpent

"Thank you! You should also compliment, Shiber! She kept bugging me at the back of my head that it made me spell horizon! Right, Shiber?"

"Who is Shiber?"

Everyone had their feet suddenly glued on the ground and heads snapped towards the questioning leader. Everyone also had their ears peered for someone to speak in either to answer the question or at least agree on what the captain asked. And there, the atmosphere started breathing in awkwardness and tension. 

When the two shipped couple, Jooyoung and Hongjoong was starting to lurk their eyes and scan the actions of the three- getting suspicious of them, Wooyoung suddenly changed the topic and made an impromptu speech, or let's just say an excuse.

When Wooyoung was about to say the excuse, he unconsciously squinted his eyes as if he was explaining something funny and an obvious fact, but it turned out more wary and nervous, more skeptical for the other to observe. 

"That is the name of his dog doll. But don't—"

"No, it is not! Don't talk to Shiber like that! " Sannie waved his dog doll out and explained his stand. And when the little young told them that, Wooyoung snaps his head towards him with a huff and gritting of teeth, eyes staring deeply at him like waiting for another blow from Sannie and he'll snap back again with fury.

But once he realizes it, Wooyoung, again, tried doing his best to hide the disturbing feeling throbbing in his bones- the irritation he feels when he wanted the other to stop speaking already because that'll serve more confusion and problem. Wooyoung caresses the arm of Sannie in his left hand and opens his right palm to tell them something Wooyoung expects to hear. 

"Sannie, stop roleplaying and tell them the truth that there is no Shibe—"

"I am telling the truth!" The young sways his arm away from the touch of the ranging fox that tightens its grip on San's thin arms. He could feel it, other than diving of fingernails that is already imprinted on his arm, something in Wooyoung screams manipulative right now.

And that is something San never liked.

When Wooyoung sensed that, or it is actually obvious to tell, that Sannie is getting warily at him, he then turned his ankles towards Yeosang, asking for help with only a signal of fumbling of fingers. Which was kindly answered by the beautiful statue. But he himself, can't solve the other's problem and just turned solid rock as a real statue people call him despite the beauty he possesses after Sannie replied to his remarks.

"Let's rest Sannie, you're probably tired." Yeosang didn't smile nor patted the other to show kindness, but his voice was overflowing with comfort and softness, which is pretty enough to calm down a weeping child.

"But Young-ie kept saying that I should stop when I am telling the truth! Isn't that what good boys are supposed to do, tell the truth? "

"And the good boys also need some time zipping their mouths and leave the conversation when adults are asking them to go away!"

That phrase was something different, more obvious anger. It is boiling venom dripping out from the mouth of a demon fox. No trying hard to hide ires, no more sugarcoating tones.

"But adults should also tell the truth like good boys!"

"Shiber, Shiber, Shiber! San, for fuck's sake, just stop talking!"
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Jooyoung takes in a sharp breath and lets out a loud noise. Her fingers were lightly touching the pillows of her mouth and her eyes weren't leaving the sight of Wooyoung— who had a snarling face towards the innocent Sannie after letting the audience hear him saying words that are full of color, and full of anger.