The sins Ateez x Yeosang

02

  Yeosang's pov

  My thin form hovered over the trash can for a few seconds, then dropped to the ground weakly. I pulled my knees to my chest and sobbed. A male walked over and sat down beside me, his hand fell to rub my back.

   "You didn't have to force yourself, Yeosang. San wouldn't have been mad." He spoke. I looked up and wiped my tears.

  "I'm sorry guys. We just now met, and you've already seen me crumble. Gosh, I don't even know most of your names." I laughed dryly. They then introduced themselves.

   "Well, any good relationship starts from honesty. Yeosang, we are known as the Seven Deadly Sins." Hongjoong began. Each person told me their name and sin.

"Thank you for comforting me, Seonghwa. I really appreciate it. It's been too long since I've had actual friends. I'm Yeosang." I smiled weakly, though my mouth was covered. I pulled a stick of mint gum out of my bag and quickly began chewing it.

"Hiya, Yeosangie. It looks like you don't feel too good— shall we go change that?" Wooyoung flirted from his seat at the table. He had his head resting on his chin, his eyebrow raised quizzically.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'd rather not be a one night stand, or a sex buddy. It's not my style." I declined him kindly. He pouted and leaned back in his chair. I smiled apologetically.

"Wooyoung, don't make him uncomfortable! He just now got here!" San exclaimed and pulled his ear sharply. Wooyoung whined and rubbed his sore ear.

"It's okay, really. I've heard worse." I shrugged as I chewed the minty gum. I blew a bubble and laughed when it popped on my face.

"Seriously? Who else would be as crude as Wooyoung?" Seonghwa asked, his head tilted in confusion. I sighed.

"Quite a few guys from college would." I spoke nonchalantly. I shivered remembering their touches. Their words. Their kisses on my neck.

"Let's change the subject before I have a panic attack, shall we?" I asked as I evened out my breathing once again. They looked at me worriedly.

"Guys, stop looking at me like that. I've lived this far, through bad times. I'll be okay, eventually." I smiled and stood up from the floor. I held out my hand to help Seonghwa get up.

   "You wouldn't be just a one night stand to me, Yeosangie." Wooyoung pouted with his arms crossed. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

   "Last time a cute guy said that, I was dropped after our first time. I'm not going through that again. No way." I pushed verbally, my arms behind my back.

   "So you think I'm cute, huh?" Wooyoung drawled. His back was slapped my Hongjoong and San.

   "Is that all you understood? He said he was taken then left afterwards! He's scared, Woo." Jongho spoke softly. I smiled thankfully at him that he understood.

   "Not to be rude, but meeting so many people was stressful. What bed do I sleep in?" I asked with a yawn. I rubbed my eyes sleepily.

   "Who are you most comfortable with so far?" Hongjoong asked. I thought for a second, then looked at Seonghwa with a shy smile.

   "Seonghwa has already comforted me. Do you mind if I sleep with you?" I questioned the sin of envy. He gave me a sweet smile.

"I don't mind at all, go on up. My door is red." Seonghwa spoke. I nodded my head and walked up the stairs.

Third pov

"Haha, look at that. He already likes me guys." Seonghwa spoke pridefully.

Each male fully embodied their sin happy, although it could be tough at times. They still persevered with life for the past two thousand years they were alive.

"Ugh why you! I'm so much better in bed than you, why would he pick you?" Wooyoung exclaimed. Hongjoong slammed his hands on the table.

"Shut Up, guys. Yeosang is his own person; if he doesn't want to be with someone he won't be. If he wants any of us, he will choose them. Don't pressure him, okay?" Hongjoong stressed. The other six boys nodded their heads.

"Now, Seonghwa, make sure Yeosang sleeps well. He doesn't seem like he has in quite some time." Hongjoong finished. Seonghwa nodded and raced up the stairs happily.

"Hey, Yeosang— Oh! I'm sorry!" Seonghwa exclaimed and shut the door again. Yeosang squealed and quickly pulled on a pair of shorts and a sweater.

"You can come in!" Yeosang spoke loudly so Seonghwa could hear. Seonghwa opened the door, his cheeks red.

"You know, if you had intended to give me a show, I certainly don't mind it." Seonghwa teased Yeosang. He took a few steps towards the human male, causing him to back up. Yeosang swallowed hard once the back of his knees hit the mattress.

   Yeosang squinted his eyes closed. He crossed his arms in front of himself fearfully. Seonghwa took one more step forward. Yeosang fell backwards onto the bed, and curled up into a ball.

  "Don't touch me!" Yeosang exclaimed, tears rolling down his cheeks.

   Seonghwa glanced down at him worriedly.

   "Yeosang, I wasn't going to do anything bad, I promise! I just wanted to see something." Seonghwa explained quickly. He sat down beside the curled tightly male and rubbed his back gently.

  "What did you want to see?" Yeosang asked once he straightened his body out. He sat up and wiped his cheeks dry.

  "Your beautiful eyes; they're alluring, and drew me closer." Seonghwa mumbled, his cheeks dark. Yeosang leaned in close.

  "Can you see them well now?" He asked. At that moment, San entered the room. He gave them a confused look before speaking.

  "Hongjoong wanted me to check on you guys. Yeosang, is there anything you can eat without vomiting?" San asked. Yeosang slowly shook his head.

   "I can't eat anything besides crackers currently. Too solid of foods make my stomach hurt until it returns." Yeosang muttered shamefully.

  "Hey, calm down. Don't be ashamed about yourself or how you are! We'll help you get back on your feet, okay? I'll help you slowly introduce foods to your stomach. Seonghwa can help you feel better about yourself. We can all help you in some way." San comforted Yeosang sweetly. Yeosang teared up again.

  "You guys would really help me get better? What do I do when one of you eventually hurt me instead, though?" Yeosang asked.

   "You can knock some sense into us, or let another one of us handle it. You aren't alone anymore, Yeosang."

   At that sentence, Yeosang cried harder than ever before.