Ateez Stories & Imagines : A compilation

Wooyoung • Goodnight • *Short*

A/N Henlo, this is just a really, really short little scenario for Wooyoung. I know I haven't written him a proper one yet, I'm struggling for a story plot that works well for him! One will eventually work it's way out. Thankyou to everyone reading my stories, I appreciate you! <3

                                                                                                                                                                                    

Wooyoung's warmth leaked into your skin like a furnace as he finally settled down on the couch beside you, freed from his gaming match on the floor with San who was now reeling the protesting Jongho away from his pack of cards to the TV.
Yunho watched with an amused expression from his position on the other side of you, distracted from whatever conversation Mingi and Yeosang were having on the other side of him.
"Are you alright?" Hongjoong asked his younger member as he sighed out, leaning back with his eyes closed. He simply nodded in response and Hongjoong cast you a sad look.
Normally Wooyoung was the one who checked on everyone else and often the source of noise and laughter in the group, but today he'd been drained and quiet.
San glanced once over at his silent best friend, pursing his lips in an equal expression of sadness to Hongjoong's. He had only forced Wooyoung into a game with him in efforts to draw some joy out of him or at least a smile but he had remained unusually quiet and withdrawn the whole match, barely responding to San's playful jaunts as he usually did.
You reached silently for Wooyoung's hand, hesitantly intertwining your fingers with his. He slid one eye open and offered you the smallest of smiles, eyes heavy with exhaustion.
You shuffled as close to him as you comfortably could and rested your head against his shoulder.
No doubt he just needed some sleep, he had been overworking himself at the studio lately, that much you knew. You hoped that this was just a one off and that tomorrow he would feel better.
"Y/N maybe you should take him to bed, get him to sleep." Seonghwa suggested softly from the other side of Hongjoong, who nodded in agreement, concerned gaze still on Wooyoung who cast a vaguely irritated look at Seonghwa for talking about him like he wasn't sitting within earshot.
You agreed silently with the oldest member and sat up, tugging gently on Wooyoung's hand to urge him up.
The rest of the group paused in their actions to murmur out goodnight's to you both and San reached for his friend, giving him an affectionate hug before pressing him back towards you.
You kept your hand in Wooyoung's, all but forcing him to follow along after you to the bedroom where he immediately slid onto the soft mattress with a heavy sigh.
"If you were tired you should have just slept." You scolded him quietly, flicking off the light and crawling onto the other side, reaching for him. He hummed tiredly in response, meeting your searching hands halfway with his own.
"Everyone is worried about you." You insisted, pressing into his side and closing your eyes against the darkness of the room.
When he didn't respond you were sure that he had fallen asleep and slowly you allowed yourself to begin to drift.
"I appreciate that." Suddenly warm hands caressed your face and equally warm lips pressed softly against yours, leaving multiple fleeting kisses that made you smile through your newly acquired fatigue.
The desire to push out the sleepiness and spend time with Wooyoung dominated all your senses, but alongside it was the acceptance that he too needed rest. Tomorrow you could spend all the time in the world with him.
"Goodnight." You both whispered, falling asleep with your hands entwined.