Illusions [Ateez x Reader]

Chapter 14

Ring ring

Of course I had to wake up thirty five minutes early to my phone ringing. Of course.

[Y/N is normal, other person is italics]

   "Hello?"

    "Hello Y/N."

   Not again...

    "Hello again mom."

     "Aren't you happy to hear from me?"

    "Now that you ask, not really. I thought I made that clear the last time we had this conversation."

   God kill me now.

  "Anyways sweetheart, I am calling to see how you are doing."

    At this point, I had gotten up and started to get ready to go to KQ. I quickly pulled on a white t-shirt, black distressed jeans, and a light jean jacket, along with my black and white checkered vans.

    "Mom, you have never once asked how I was doing."

    I leave my bedroom and head to the kitchen, getting coffee. I need coffee.

    "Well, it's never too late to start."

   "Actually Mom, it is too late to start."

    I grab my bag and begin to head out the door, beginning to walk to KQ.

    "What do you mean?"

   "I mean you are about fifteen or so years too late to ask how I may doing. It really shouldn't be that hard of a concept to grasp."

     "You shouldn't talk to your mother that way."

     I make it to KQ and headed inside. I had waved to Lukas when I passed him, giving him a fake smile then I headed up the stairs.

    "Mom, you don't act like my mother. You act like an abuser. Just because you gave birth to me doesn't mean I am required to care for you at all. Now what do you really want?"

    I am outside of the studio at this point and can hear the others inside.

    "Okay fine. I need you to come back home."

    "Fuck no."

      Eden poked his head outside along with the Ateez boys. I mouth "one minute" and they nod, although Ateez seems to know something is wrong. They duck back inside with frowns.

    "Excuse me?"

    "Mom, why should I ever need to come home?"

    "Your father is sick, and he wants to straighten things out with you. We both do."

    "Mother, you took all your pain and anger out on me since I was five! I have about a thousand scars and medical bills to show to prove it! You locked me in a fucking CLOSET when you got done beating me up! I am a safe distance away from you and that is how it is going to stay. I don't care if father is sick, I'm not coming home."

    "Y/n come on.."
  
    I hung up the phone quickly.

  Those freaking bastards.

  Taking a few deep breaths, I walk into the recording studio dawning a fake smile. "Good morning everyone."

    Hongjoong speaks up. "Who were you talking to?"

    "Yeah, we heard a lot of yelling," San explains.

     I sigh. "Just my parents. We are not on great terms right now."

      "Okay then," Yunho nods. "Are you ready to start working?"

     I shake my head "yes" and walk over to one of the chairs by the sound booth, sitting down quickly. "Yeah, let's get to work."

     And with that, we began. Each boy took his turn going up and recording his part. They started to goof off a bit in the sound booth, but they eventually finished each of their parts.

     Eden and I got to work as soon as they were done, editing what we thought. We decided that I would be adding the actual music into it while Eden worked on their lyrics and doing whatever he wanted to do on their voices.

    I went over the song a few times before deciding what I wanted to add. This song fit better with actual instruments, so that is what I decided to add.

     The boys of Ateez sat behind us on the couch while we worked, occasionally coming up to ask if one of them could listen to what we had so far. All in all, it was a quiet day. Until, my phone decided to ring again. I whispered sorry to the boys in the room and rushed out to the hallway to take the call.

    "Hello?"

   "It's your mother again."

    "Mom, I'm not coming home. Don't ask again."

     "But your father is sick."

    "And it serves him right. Don't call again."

     And with that, I hung up on her the second time today. I walk back into the recording studio and sit back down, going right back to working on the music. Eden gets up to leave soon, nodding goodbye to all of us. I wave absentmindedly, then go back to focusing on the task at hand.

    "Y/N," Seonghwa coughs behind me.

    I turn around. "Yeah?"

     "Um," Wooyoung stutters. "We have a question to ask you."

    I nod, telling them to go ahead.

    "You know how you said you were ready to try and forgive us?" Mingi asks.

    I nod. "Yeah. Is that the only question you had?"

    "No," Yeosang answers. "We actually wanted to ask if you would consider going out with each of us individually?"

     I look at him with wide eyes. "Like as a date?"

      "No no no," Jongho interjects. "It's more of a get to know you thing."

     "Okay," I nod slowly.

    Hongjoong continues. "We figures that it would help if you had a day with each of us. Not all of us crowding you at once."

    "And we never even talked to you as a group the last time we were around you," Seonghwa speaks, looking down dejected.

    "So," Wooyoung drawls out. "We want to change that."

    "We want to try and get to know you this time. We want to do it right," Yunho finishes.

    "I suppose we could do that," I hum, still slightly unsure.

     A chorus of "YES" resonates through the group of males.

     "But," I interrupt. "You will let me go home any time I feel extremely uncomfortable. Understand?"

    All of the boys nod rapidly. "Yeah, that sounds good," Yeosang responds.

    "Okay then, you have got yourself a deal."

  ——-Who is you guys' bias in Ateez?——