The sins Ateez x Yeosang

01

   Yeosang's pov

   I gently took the keys out of the hesitant landlord's hand. He gave me a desperate look.

  "Are you sure this is the house you want? Your budget fits many more beautiful houses than just this one." The landlord spoke quickly. His eyes scanned mine for any hesitance.

  "I have a good feeling about this house. It feels like I was meant to buy it, so I will. Who knows what will happen." I smiled and unlocked the door. When I turned back around, the landlord was gone.

    Weird...

   I walked in with a smile and inhaled deeply. The new house smelled like someone was cooking, so I wandered into the kitchen. An unknown male was stood at the stove cooking breakfast. I screamed and threw the keys at him.

  "What are you doing in my house?" I exclaimed. The male whined and rubbed his head.

   "Hongjoong, the new guy hit me!" He spoke. A second later, who I assumed was Hongjoong barreled I to the kitchen, a fire blazing in his eyes.

   "Who the hell do you think you are? Why did you hurt Sannie?" Hongjoong asked lowly. He took slow, agonizing steps towards me. I put my hands on his chest and held him an arms length away.

   "Yeosang, the new owner of the house. Why are you two in my house?" I asked. San laughed as he scrambled some eggs.

   "Two? There's seven of us. Didn't Wonho tell you about us?" San asked me. He plated the eggs and turned off the stove.

  "Seven?! I have to live with seven men?" I groaned and thudded my head against the wall.

  "I thought I would finally get some peace after college ended." I mumbled. Five more boys barreled through the kitchen and sat at the table.

  "Oh my god." I yelled then hit my head again lightly on the wall. They grimaced. Hongjoong placed his hand between my forehead and the wall before I could hit it again.

   "Hey, calm down. We aren't so bad once you know us." He spoke gently. He took my hand and pulled me away from the wall. He sat me at the table, and soon a plate was slid in front of me. I held back a wretch as the scent of food reached my nose.

   "Do you not like what I cooked Yeosang?" San asked, his eyes softened.

   He's worried, so is Hongjoong.

   "It's not that, I just, haven't had an appetite recently.." I trailed off. I saw the sad look on his face and hesitantly took a bite. As soon as I swallowed I hovered over the trash can and hurled it back up. Tears fell down my cheeks as I felt their gazes on my back.

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