A/n
Look at the note at the end please or you'll go insane wondering wtf this isThe day you've been waiting for has finally arrived. You spent time and effort on the way you dressed today, double checking you hygiene and making sure you used mouthwash and deodorant. After all, today is the day of the ATEEZ fansign, this first impression you give them may be your last. A few hours later, you find yourself waiting in line to speak with ATEEZ, feeling lucky that only 100 people out of thousands of fans get this once in a lifetime opportunity. You desperately gather your thoughts as you find yourself next in line, seeing your bias, Mingi, up first. Sucking in a breath, you sit in front of the lanky male himself, marveling in the beauty of his eye smile. "Hello!" Mingi says, projecting his voice as per usual. He was only saying hi, but you cant seem to find the words to say back. "H-hi MONGIS" you say, regretting your actions immediately. Mingi looks at you with a funny expression, but brushes it off soon after. "Fix on," he says as you move on to the next person: Wooyoung.
You sit in front of him, almost falling out of your chair from Wooyoung's pure thickness. He was so thicc and juicy, it took up the length of the table. His ass so plump, it drags on the floor below him. Anyway, Wooyoung looks at you with a fond gaze, waving a gesture toward you. You notice some questionable dark spots on his neck, and San next to him looking a little suspicious, but you think its probably just them being B E S T F R I E N D S A N D N O T H I N G M O R E. You meet Wooyoung's eyes. "W-wOpyping oppar 소-소고기!" You say, clinging onto the few korean words you know in an attempt to communicate how deep your love truly is for Wooyoung. The man in discussion across from raises an eyebrow. "What the fuck" he thinks to himself, but continues to sign your album anyway. "I'm going to eat your laugh", you say next. "On jah, I will wat your jaw." Wooyoung now more than ever is confused, and wonders if you're just insane or if he simply can't understand you. Anway next is San.
"EGEGEUEG" he says, making anime titty bitch noises. "Oh my gOd" you say, high fiving the vibrant yet strange man. After signing your album, you say "You leave me no choice but to consume". Since San has a masters degree in english and literature, he knew exactly what you were saying, and learned in close to say "meet me later" with a wink. "Bring the goods," you to him back, and San nods, agreeing to bringing the goods for later.
After San was Hongjoong, but you could barely see him because he couldnt reach the table. You were approximately 4 feet taller than he was, so you had to lean in really close to understand anything he was saying, and even then, all you could hear was high pitched screeching. "I can't do the anymore," hongjoong says in distress. "These 7 fuckers drive me insane" he pleads, crying into his micro sized hands. No one could hear him. No one could ever hear hin scream. Did he live like this everyday? Screaming out in fear, frustration and desperation, only forHis pleas to fall on deaf ears? "I'm not sure how much longer I have left," you hear him say, and the staff moves you on to the next member: Yeosang.
Yeosang immediately locks eyes with you, his deep shit stain colored eyes piercing your bLue but gReen in the suN but also sometimes hazel on some days omg I'm sO QUIRKY!!?111 colored eyes. "I made u smth oppar" you say, handing him your craft. Beesang. He gently takes Beesang in his hands, gazing over the unique craftsmanship. "How did you know I was... a bee?" Yeosaggy says, fear in his eyes: a telltale sign that his true identity has been found out. "U h" you say not knowing what the fuck even. Yeosag then sheds his exoskeleton and breaks out of his cocoon. Beesang flies away.
QUICK INTERLUDE
if you're wondering wtf Beesang is its this:After you see the flight of the bumblebee, you move on next to Jongho. The Stock. He muscles were sl wide that he took of 90% of the room on the table (along with woos thickness). The other members couldnt rlly breathe but it's fine. "I really admire how you saved the stock market in the 1930s" you say, admiring how Jongho saved the stock market in the 1930s. "No problem", Jongho says, giving you a practiced aNd careful smile. "Your Meaty Mayhaps at congres... really inspired me", you say to Jongho. He nods in understanding, tired from the work hes done thus far on his life. "M-m-ay-HH-aps??" He says, veins flying everywhere.
The next member was Seonghwa and as soon as you sat in front of him, he turned away. You wondered why oppar why would u do that. He says "you didnt... use a lint roller on your clothes....". You slammed your grubby hands on the table, alerting the other male. "I USED A MOP FUCKASS" seonghwa cried.
Last and not least.... was.... yyngoe. You say in front of the tall and well built male, meeting your eyes with his big and sparkly ones. You saw the aurora borealis flutter in his eyes, the cosmos twinkle, and the unmistakable puppy look immediately grabbed your attention. You knew Yunho was the one and only. The beginning of your end and the end of your beginning. You sit in front of him, unaware that you grovel at his feet while Yunho has other intentions. You sit worshipping this individual, unaware that he sits on a throne of lies. Yunho takes your hands, and you feel it right then... your hands are missing. He snatched em. After you knew this was all to good to be true, no one like Yunho can actually exist. There had to be a catch. You knew
You knew that unmistabke handwriting from his signature.
The handwriting that has plagued the many elusive letters you've been receiving for weeks.
Jung Yunho?
More like
The Watcher
The curtains fall.
Your vision fades, and it never comes back
A/n
If you're wondering why Jongho is a Congressman, it's because I have a whole AU where Jongho is the 12th president of the US (and other countries) so be expecting that soonFor Yunho, go look up The Watcher on buzzfeed unsolved pls
I'm sorry I wrote -2 words for Seonghwa I'm really tired ok
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Ateez Fansign POV Oneshot
FanfictionThis was written while I was half asleep, delirious, no thoughts head empty. If you ever go to an Ateez fansign, I hope this is your experience. Author KT