Dream or Reality

The Voice of an Angel

Wooyoung was doing well for two days, not having any issues but that changed when Wooyoung came into the practice room during their break, hurrying over to Hongjoong as he cried.

"Oh baby," Hongjoong said softly. He held out his arms and Wooyoung went into them quickly. Hongjoong hugged him gently, running his hand up and down his back. Wooyoung whimpered before sniffling.

"I ate too much," Wooyoung whispered.

"No you didn't Young-ah, you're ok," Hongjoong whispered.

"No, I'm not. I'm fat now," Wooyoung whimpered.

"You aren't baby, you're perfect," Hongjoong said shaking his head. Wooyoung continued sniffling, crying worriedly while Hongjoong hushed him softly.

"You're beautiful Wooyoung, so beautiful and you aren't fat," Hongjoong said quickly.

"N-No, I'm just ugly and fat," Wooyoung said, shaking his head. Hongjoong hushed him again and held him tighter, leaning down to place a kiss to the top of his head.

"You're so pretty Wooyoungie. Hyungs gorgeous boy, so sweet and beautiful. I'm so proud of you baby. I'm so happy you came to me when you started feeling like this so I can help you out," Hongjoong said, whispering softly into Wooyoung's ear. He continued to whisper sweet nothings into Wooyoung's ear to calm him down. Hongjoong kept him snug in his arms, rocking him gently to also help calm him down. Wooyoung slowly settled down a little, no longer crying so hard but still upset. A few minutes later, the door to the room swung open and San walked in, having come back from the break which would be over soon. He froze in the doorway when he noticed Wooyoung crying in Hongjoong's arms. He ran forwards quickly and hugged Wooyoung from behind tightly, leaning forwards to place a kiss on the corner of his jaw softly.

"Hey Youngie, what's wrong," San asked gently.

"Ate too much," Wooyoung whispered. San's eyes flicked up, meeting Hongjoong's who nods in confirmation.

"You're beautiful Youngie, so beautiful. I know us saying not to think like that won't do much but just know that we love you and we think you're perfect just the way you are," San said gently. Wooyoung calmed down more, the tears stopping completely.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly.

"Don't be," Hongjoong said.

"It's ok Wooyoung, it's fine. Plus you have nothing to worry about. Haters are more focused on how overdramatic I am when I'm dancing so they're not going to focus on how you look," San said, his voice taking a joking tone. Hongjoong frowned at his words and went to interject but the door once again opened as everyone walked in and San pulled Wooyoung off to the side. Hongjoong sighed and decided to let it go.

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The boys were all watching tv, cuddled up together on the couches as they watched intently. Everyone was together, except for Jongho, he was nowhere to be seen. The view panned out slowly, showing a dog cage hidden behind one of the couches and inside was Jongho, curled up with his back to the couch, his knees drawn to his chest.

"Can I please come out and watch now," Jongho asked, desperately wanting to join the rest of the band, spend time with them and watch the movie with them instead of just listening to what he could hear. Hongjoong scoffed at Jongho's words, as if they were the most delusional things ever said.

"No, you can't," Hongjoong replied.

"We don't need you right now and we definitely don't want you," San added, his eyes not moving from the tv.

"Please, I want to sit with you guys," Jongho begged.

"It's not like we actually like you Jongho. Don't mistake us tolerating you for actually liking you and wanting to spend time with you," Seonghwa said.