WHO ARE YOU?|ATEEZ FANFIC (In Editing Progress)

Chapter 10|Leaving everything behind

With a dejected expression on his face, Wooyoung stood in the doorway to the small twin room where he, San, Yeosang, Yunho and Jongho had slept every night for the past two and a half weeks, memorizing the details of the room once again before he left knowing he'd probably never see it again. He memorized how the sunlight gently shone through the windows, turning the light blue sheets on Yunho's and Jongho's bed almost white and how from the bed where he, San and Yeosang had slept, one could see the blue sky past the curtains. Feeling down, he leaned against the doorframe and let out a sigh. He didn't want to go. When he and the group moved in here, he had the hoped that this would be something more permanent and a place they could start calling home, but he should've known that sooner or later they would have to go. It frustrated him. He and the others were so happy here. This place held some special memories for them, as this was the place where they actually were able to get closer as a group and grow together. Leaving all this behind, the memories, the safety and the feeling of having a home was really hard. After a while, Wooyoung pushed himself away from the doorframe again and entered the room. He walked over to the wardrobe at the foot of the three-person bed, opened it, and reached aimlessly for clothes. He didn't have to be picky because all the clothes were the same style anyway. Dull grey colours, with slight variations in contrast. They had looked everywhere they could, but in every closet they opened the clothes were just as grey, black and white as in the closet before. He stuffed a few T-shirts and pants into a backpack and packed a second one full of underwear and socks. They didn't know how long they would be gone, so he figured it would be better to take more laundry than they might need. When he had packed both backpacks, he closed the wardrobe again, slung one of the backpacks over his shoulder and grabbed the second one by the handle, then turned around. He was about to leave the room to take the backpacks downstairs, where the group had agreed to gather all their provisions in the hallway, when Wooyoung saw San standing in the doorway, looking gently at him. Hesitant, Wooyoung looked at the blond boy.

"Came to help me?" He asked soft voiced, making San smile slightly.

"That too." He took a step forward, stretched out an arm, and grabbed the backpack that Wooyoung was holding, taking it from him. Wooyoung tilted his head to the side with a questioning expression.

"Too?" San nodded, put the backpack back on the ground for the time being, then took another small step forward towards Wooyoung and gently took his hand. Wooyoung lowered his eyes down to their hands and a faint blush coloured his face red. A smile grew on his lips. San held his hand so gently in his, caressed the back of Wooyoung's hand tenderly with his thumb.

"I actually came to check on you." San suddenly said and Wooyoung looked up with slight confusion on his face.

"Check on me?" He asked and San nodded.

"You seem particularly concerned about us leaving here." He explained. Wooyoung understood and smiled a little insecurely. Had he really let it show how much he disliked the thought of leaving so much that San was even worried about him?

"Oh, haha." He tried to laugh it off and scratched his head embarrassed.

"No, I'm fine." San's lips formed a straight line and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Don't lie to me, Woo." He gently nudged Wooyoung in the chest, tickling Wooyoung slightly and making him giggle, which made San smile, but it didn't last long. A pout formed on Wooyoungs face, as he avoided eye contact with San.