𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝔹𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝔸𝕟𝕩𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕃𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕤 ATEEZ

The Anxiety

"To be honest, I think he's just jealous." Wooyoung giggled, clearly talking about Yeosang.

"Ugh, I'm not!" He yelled from the kitchen. He wasn't jealous. It was just that Wooyoung had cancelled their plans for the third time just this week. Plans that he had suggested himself.

He could hear the younger laughing on the phone, legs swinging like a lovestruck high school girl and he felt like dumping the plate of food on his face. Instead he just calmly sat it down on the coffee table, sitting back on the couch with his own share on his lap.

He might as well start eating before it went cold, the movie on the TV glared at him paused. He was supposed to be studying for a test, not sitting around resting, but Wooyoung had suggested it to make it up to him. And now there he was talking on the phone with San. Again.

"You missed the psych class this morning..." Wooyoung mumbled on the phone sounding bummed.

Wooyoung had no psych lessons this semester, he already had that class last year. But lately he'd be around whatever classes San had, wanting to catch him on breaks and walk him to his next class. Yeosang hadn't seen him around campus at all lately and normally that'd be a sign that the younger was avoiding him. But of course now he knew better, he was with San.

San, San, San... It was like the name never left his mind since it started. Wooyoung was the one that was after the guy, so why Yeosang had his head infested with thoughts of him as well? He hated it.

"Sangie, are you okay?" Wooyoung shot him a worried look.

He looked back confused for a moment. Then he noticed he had been teething at a chicken bone for the last couple of minutes, the meat on it replaced by the taste of powdered cartilage on his tongue.

"I'm fine." He answered quickly, dropping the bone on his plate and taking a new piece that had actual meat in it.

"Ah, it's nothing. Sangie is just being silly." Wooyoung replied hastily, attention back to his phone.

Yeah, sure, he was being silly. If he could punch Wooyoung right now he would, but he didn't feel like getting chicken sauce on the couch was worth it.

"Meet him? Well..."

Wooyoung sat up at the unexpected inquisition, eyeing Yeosang with a pleading look. The older stared wide eyed back in a panic, caught off guard.

"Maybe we can arrange something, we just need to check our schedule..."

What in his expression meant he consented to this? Wooyoung should know better by now, meeting new people was... Hard. For Yeosang at least. The older gestured angrily at his best friend. He couldn't, not on such a short notice. Maybe in a few months if the two of them really worked out.

"Or... I mean, you've got to come over for us to practice anyway, so you'll probably gonna meet him eventually." Wooyoung continued, letting out a nervous laugh that made it clear it was an excuse.

Yeosang really did punch him that time hard, but not enough to bruise, at the side of his arm.

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Yeosang cuddled up to Wooyoung in bed, head against his chest, just hearing his heartbeat in the darkness. It was normal for them to sleep like that once in a while, when something was on their heads.

Yeosang was needy at that moment and he was glad he wasn't ashamed anymore of being the one to initiate these touches.

"Are you anxious?" Wooyoung asked, gentle voice cutting to the silence.