A House Made of Cards {Ateez au}

Chapter 14 - Regrets

Yeosang was bored. Very bored. Bored out of his mind. He's never been this bored in his life. He's been deprived of human interaction outside of the four others living with him. He's not allowed out on missions still, obviously, but after the last attack on the base, he was banned from going outside or walking around without someone near him.

Yes. He had to have someone with him at all times. Everywhere. And yes, by everywhere, he means everywhere.

He felt trapped. Like somehow he needed to escape despite being home and safe.

And the constant feeling he was being watched. That didn't go away either. As a matter of fact, it was worse. He felt as if someone was constantly leaning over him, watching him, stalking him. He could feel it. He felt the sudden chills that ran up his spine. He felt the goosebumps on his arms and the hairs rise. He hadn't told San, which was a stupid move on his part. Maybe the younger would be able to do something about it or tell Hongjoong, who would do something about it.

But he was already a burden. Someone who couldn't fight, he just had to sit there and wait for someone else to help him when he needed it. Because he was useless. He couldn't help himself. He was always relying on someone else. He didn't want to make any more trouble for anyone else.

He sat on the couch, a show playing on the TV that he wasn't paying attention to. Obviously, he wasn't alone, San was cooking in the kitchen. He had no clue what the younger boy was making, he didn't bother to ask.

He heard San curse behind him.

He looked over. "What's wrong?" He asked in a quiet voice.

"I ran out of sugar-" San said, searching every shelf and cabinet in the kitchen. "I can't leave this here, it'll burn." He paused, "do you mind watching it while I go get some more sugar?"

Yeosang shrugged "I don't know how to make that."

San sighed, "alright, well just watch it for a few minutes I'm going to see if Hongjoong, Mingi, or Jongho could go to the store."

A plan popped into Yeosang's mind. "They're busy," he said, looking at the taller. "Hongjoong's mission planning with Eden, Mingi and Jongho went on a date."
San raised an eyebrow, "a date?"

Yeosang nodded in response.

"He didn't tell me that."

"You would have gotten all 'protective big brother'."

"That's not-" he paused. "Well, anyway, I need someone to go get the sugar."

"I can get it," Yeosang said, shifting to sit at the edge of the couch. "The store's only a few minutes walk away."

"No."

"San!"

"I said no."

"It's a three-minute walk-"

"No means no."

"Please."

"Yeosang."

"Yes?"

San looked at him and sighed. "You know I'm not supposed to."

"No one will know," Yeosang responded, staring San in the eyes.

"I'll know! What if something happens to you?"

"Nothing's gonna happen in a three-minute walk."

"Three minutes there, three in the store, three walking back."

"Well, it's either that or you can't make your food."

"I'm not risking your safety for some food."

"Please Sannie," Yeosang said, somehow, he had moved from the couch to right next to San, he was now staring at him, a pout clear on his face.