There is nothing more scary than realising that the love of your life doesn't love you anymore.
Unfortunately for San, he is slowly discovering this.
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𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀: Completed
𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆: cinderr_blx...
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❝DREAMING OF OUR TIMES.❞
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Wooyoung felt agitated, almost as if someone had been choking him all his way back to Seoul. He was back in his apartment and it was empty, looks like everyone did go to that party. The coldness engulfs him as he opens the door of his room, a dank smell filling his nose. He was so indulged in overthinking that he forgot to clean his room and then ran away to his mother's arms, he is such a coward. San shouldn't be tangled with him.
He unlocks his phone as he sits on his unmade bed, immediately a message catches his eyes among the several hundreds. It was from none other than his ex-boyfriend.
ATEEZ S: Heard you went to your mom's house? I hope you are fine, I am worried for you (as a friend ofc)
As a friend, Okay he has to admit, it hurts like hell when San admits they are just friends now. Long gone is Woosan, the epitome of soulmate behavior, the perfect boyfriend, now it was just Wooyoung and San. Mere members of Ateez.
He looks at their group chat, apparently only San hasn't gone to the party as he didn't wanna get drunk. Wooyoung sighs, his fingers unconsciously tapping at his albums and then at the secret folder stash that was full of Woosan's pictures, their pictures. Pictures in which they were smiling as if they were just boys with feelings, boys who love each other so much they can die! Pictures that scream why Wooyoung's decision to break up was the worst he has ever made.
He slumps down on his bed and he doesn't even know when he fell asleep looking at pictures of him and his lover.
🪐
“Gosh! I can't believe we are boyfriends now.” San gushed while he cuddled beside him, holding him close and sniffing his neck. Wooyoung lets out a chuckle, he doesn't believe it either. Who would have thought that Wooyoung would end up dating his group member a year into their debut? They haven't even properly started establishing yet.
They talked for hours that day, the day they became boyfriends. Hands intertwined, hearts racing, ears red, and a smile never leaving their face. They were happy and glowing, truly how lovers were supposed to be.
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San and Wooyoung were enjoying their night together, watching an old movie that had caught their eyes. The older head rested on his lap while Wooyoung's hands softly kneaded his hair, promising him comfort and contentment.
Wooyoung hands stopped when a certain male figure made its appearance in the movie. He was an attractive man, with broad shoulders, bulging muscles, and an overall protective aura around him. He looked dependable and possessive as he stood beside the female lead while she talked. He gave an impression of a man who would tear the hell apart for her but only when she allowed. In short, the character was just what wooyoung loved about men.
