Stay ||| Wooyoung/Jongho/San (Ateez)

21

Wooyoung not only showed up on time to work the next day, he made sure he was there fifteen minutes early.

He hardly got any sleep the night before and he didn't eat that morning. Just the thought of putting something in his churning stomach made him feel like he had to puke.

Marcus had wanted him to open that morning, so Wooyoung let himself in with the key he had been provided and locked the door behind him.

Just standing in the office made him sway in place. There was no way he was going to make it through this day without passing out. His legs shook when he stood in place, so he forced himself to find something to do.

There was a new stack of files on his table in the back, so he started to sort through those.

His phone buzzed and he quickly pulled in out, ready to answer it if it was Marcus.

But it wasn't. His heart skipped a beat when he saw it was San.

Sannie

I can't wait to see you tonight.

Don't eat too much.

I have a surprise for you.

Pick you up out front like always.

Wooyoung held his phone to his chest after sending him a quick reply.

At least he had something to look forward to at the end of the day. That would help him get through.

Especially once he heard the front door open.

Marcus was mumbling under his breath, indicating that he was already upset this morning. Which in turn made Wooyoung feel even more nervous.

Not wanting to upset him further, Wooyoung set down the file in his hand and stepped out of the back room. He stood in the doorway and watched his boss hang up his coat and set down his briefcase.

Then his head jerked up and his eyes locked onto Wooyoung. "I see you got my voicemail."

"Yes." Wooyoung answered, keeping his head high and trying to fight back his fear.

His boss grunted at him before walking forward and dragging him by his collar into the back room. Wooyoung's hands flew up to his wrist and tried to pull it away, but that spurred Marcus on. He slammed Wooyoung into one of the filing cabinets, knocking the wind out of him and making him cry out.

"Then why couldn't you answer my other phone calls?!" He yelled.

Wooyoung scrunched his eyes and turned his head away. All his strength had left him and now he was genuinely concerned for his safety. He had never seen Marcus like this before... "I-"

"I don't care to hear whatever pathetic excuse you've come up with! We had a deal. You are supposed to be available for me to contact whenever I need you!"

"It was my day off... I didn't have my phone on me..."

Marcus growled and slammed Wooyoung against the filing cabinet again. "I told you I don't care! I needed you yesterday, and you weren't there! It looks like I need to teach you a lesson so that you fully understand who owns you know."

Wooyoung's heart sank as he was forced down to his knees. There was no way this was actually happening...

And yet, it was.

Marcus unzipped his slacks and pulled out his length. "Open your mouth. NOW." He said, slapping Wooyoung's cheek with it a couple of times.

At first, Wooyoung wanted to resist. But he knew that would only make it worse.