Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

A/F | Trust Us | San x ATEEZ

Requested by KevinsSingingIsLife
CW: Collapse scene

"Alright everyone, come around," Hongjoong called the others. Six men joined him to form a circle, then stopped. "San? Where's San?"

"San!"

"San, where are you?"

"Sorry, guys." San emerged from the other room with a hand on his hip and joined their circle. No one thought much of it as he held onto Jongho and Mingi's shoulders. Nor did they notice his slight flinch when lifting his arms.

Hongjoong smiled at them all and continued his motivational speech. It was their last day performing in Seoul. There, they would have their week of rest and head off for their world tour.

"I'm proud of you guys. Let's wrap this up and kick off the world tour. Ready?"

And as they did their last year for the weekend, they squeezed their microphones and adjusted their outfits.

"Lifting in 5... 4..."

San sucked a deep breath in. Yunho, who was beside him, smiled and patted his back. Then he returned to a serious expression.

The concert went smoothly. The members were giving it their all for the last day. So much energy swarmed through the arena from the fans and them alike.

And at the end of Hala Hala, no one found it strange how realistic San made his fall look.

And then...

Wooyoung was first, standing and patting San to get up. He laughed at his friend's actions and pulled his arm. But knowing they had a ment to begin, and he was first to speak, he had to walk away.

"San," Seonghwa nervously said. "You can get up now."

Hongjoong was first to react, kneeling beside him and calling his name. Though the audience couldn't see much from the way he was shielding San, they knew something wasn't right.

"San, wake up! Hey!" Hongjoong shook the boy.

"U-Uh?"

"Sannie?" Yunho asked while fanning his face. San's eyes ever so carefully opened. His eyes nervously looked around his surroundings, and his mouth quivered with worry.

"Calm down. You're okay." Seonghwa squeezed his arm. "Let's take him to the back."

San breathed heavily as the members took him to the back. He could hear voices through the speakers trying to calm the fans and reassure them San would be fine. That he was strong and would recover.

That pulled the tears out.

Yunho picked San up now, carrying him through the swarms of staff and towards the dressing room. San held onto his roommate's neck, avoiding everyone's questions and looks of pity. He didn't want to feel pity. He didn't want to be here anymore. San just wanted to run away and hide — to pretend he didn't just collapse in front of thousands of people.

"San here's some water," a staff member offered once he lay on the couch.

San took the cup with a shaky hand. He couldn't look at anyone, much less the other members. He felt like a disappointment to every one of them and their fans.

"What should we do?" was the first thing they all asked.

"We can't let him go back. He needs to rest."

San shook his head. "No. I can go back."

Yeosang frowned. "What? Are you serious?"

"I'm alright. Let me lay down for a bit and I can get up. Please, I need everyone to back out of my face..." San wanted the opposite of sounding thankless for their care. Unfortunately, his feelings swallowed his words and made them bitter.