diamond hallucination || wooyoung x ateez ✔️

night terrors

Yeosang had woken up to what felt like an earth quake. He walked out of bed, trying to avoid falling. He didn't know if his ears deceived him, but he could've sworn he heard moaning. The very walls of the hallways were shaking. The sound of moaning became more prompt and a door that seemed to drip blood appeared on the wall in front of him. He realized by now it was a dream, but decided to stay asleep anyway. He opened the door and the instant smell of blood and tulips was very known. He inhaled, pleased with the scent. He continued to follow the scent down a hallway full of gigantic portraits of Wooyoung, in various positions, naked. The portraits continued to get more and more provocative as he saw a white door near the end with tulips growing all around. He opened the door and saw two people having sex. The room was filled with more photos of Wooyoung, and his brothers in the photos this time, having sex with Wooyoung. The whole scene was unsettling and he knew that the person bouncing up and down on the others lap was already to be Wooyoung. He walked around the bed and to his appeal, Wooyoung was smiling down at the other person on the bed, while dragging his hand down his nipples and to his, well what was supposed to be his cock, instead it was a rose with pedals falling off of it. Wooyoung plucked the rose off himself and put it in the other person's mouth. Yeosang was shocked to see the person Wooyoung was fucking, was him. Only in a mummified corpse version.

"Fuck!" Yeosang screamed as he opened his eyes. He sat up in bed and ran his hand through his hair. "What type of shit...." Yeosang asked himself. He laid back down in bed, trying to remember what he just dreamt of. The only part he vividly remembered was Wooyoung putting a rose in his mouth. Yeosang noticed it was already morning so he walked out of his bed and into the kitchen to get food.

"You had a wet dream about Wooyoung?"  San asked, digging into some of the raw meat on his plate.   "No, just because there was sex doesn't mean it's all sex, San."  "You're saying you had a vision?" Seonghwa asked.  "Well doesn't the 'gift' run through our blood line?" Yunho asked. "Yeah, probably before our own mother was even born.  Besides, I don't think Wooyoung will be having a rose penis anytime soon, and you won't be dying anytime soon either."  Seonghwa said.   "It was fucking weird anyway."  Yeosang mumbled.  "Where is Wooyoung anyway?"  Yunho asked.   San swallowed his food and held his fork up, "He's sleeping, you should see him.  For a dead person he looks like a goddamn angel."  San said, waving his fork around in protest.  "You watched him sleep?" "I don't have to sleep.  It's nice.   He breathes like a human, and drools, and every now and then the sheets will slip off his legs.  You can see his thighs, god his legs-"  "Alright we get it San, shit."  "Oh fuck you Seonghwa, it was just getting good."   Yunho grumbled, flipping the older vampire off and walking out of the kitchen.