MY SAVIOUR| SAN ATEEZ

Part 9

SAN's POV
I wondered if she got home okay, I wonder if she was happy. It's been a week since I last saw her; it's been a week since I had any contact with her, in fact. I can't lie, I miss her, the members seem to notice that, but I pushed those thoughts aside and continued with work. It wasn't long until our next comeback, the choreography was hard and the theme was dark. I practiced everyday, and pushed myself to get the parts right; to include every detail. But- No matter how hard I tried to push away and bury the thoughts deep down, they would always drift back into my mind, almost like a duck floating on water. The thought of her stressing or getting hurt, drowned me.

That was when I found myself, throwing on an outfit and heading for the door, my mind told me to stop but my heart told me to go. I needed to find her.

Y/N's POV
I'm moving to LA in two days, it's been a week since I've had any contact with my friends, including Ateez. I wondered how San was doing and if he was okay, I shook my head and carried on to pack away my things. It wasn't long until I noticed how empty the place looked, it hurt me to look at it like this and it was sad it had to be this way. I need a new start, another chance. That chance finally appeared when I was accepted into working at once of the most famous restaurants in LA, and the time instead of being a waitress I was hired to be a cook.

I plopped myself down on my grey comfy couch and turned on the TV, I was tired from all the packing. I find myself drifting off and my eyelids becoming heavy, until there is a sudden knock at the door. I get up lazily and drag myself to the door, I pull it open roughly to reveal the red, purple, brown haired boy (who's hair was once green) standing there smiling.

The smile though, suddenly fades away. I see him peering at the boxes behind me, and the smile turns upside down, it become a frown.

"Your leaving." He manages to choke out, while his eyes fill up with tears.
"Yes, but in two days time." I try to make it seem like he still has a lot of time left but I know, he doesn't and neither do I.

"Why did you tell me sooner?" He whimpers and starts crying.

"H-Hey stop crying, it was a shock to me as well. They only told me yesterday, they want me to work before the end of this week. I'm sorry." I put my hand on his shoulder and meet his tearful eyes, I feel a tear of guilt slide down my cheek.

"Where are you going?" His tone is light and gentle, almost like a whisper.

"To LA, I'll come back though. I'll visit you every now and then, or maybe you could have a concert and during the days off we could hang out?" I try to reassure him as much as I can.

"It won't be the same, though.No one can replace you." He looks away this time.

"I'm sure you will forget about me San, so stop being sillly-"

"I can't forget about you though!"

"Why?"

"B-Because I-"
Sorry for Leaving you on a cliff hanger but I'm thinking about finishing this story in the next chapter ❤️💖 anyways hope you like this chapter even though it was short~Cute_Hobae