SKINNY | ATEEZ WOOYOUNG

nine

small and delicate footsteps could be heard in the dead of night. wooyoung's eyes were bloodshot and his body was as weak as a twig. his legs were shaking and his teeth were chattering in the icy winds that blew against his hollow cheeks.

as wooyoung thought that his mind had calmed down and stopped tormenting him, the voices erupted. never leaving him a second of peace.

my dear wooyoung, get your fat legs to the drug store NOW.

his lips were quivering, and wooyoung just wanted to hide. to crawl up into a ball and forget about the world and all of his responsibilities.

"y-yes, i will." he managed to whisper into the howling winds. if anyone were to hear him, they'd think he'd gone insane.

but what they didn't know was that he already had.

he was beyond help and all he wanted was for the prying eyes to disappear. for the people's mouths to stop moving. for the voices in his head to tell him you did a good job or for his family to tell him we're proud of you. that's all he wanted.

but was wanting happiness such a crime?

for you of course it is. no one as useless and fat as you deserves to be happy. all you're worth is helping your members. keep them happy and make sure none of them find out about the voices. now be a good pig and buy those pills.

his fingertips were frozen and numb, but he forces them to move toward the bottle of pills.

wooyoung glanced at the bottle and hesitantly approached it.

tylenol tablets.
12 grams.
4 grams per 24 hours unless specified by a doctor.
lasts 3 days.

what these small pills going to do? aren't they just painkillers?

wooyoung was utterly confused. and for once, he found himself longing for the evil voices in his head to tell him what to do.

"what do i do? why am i here? please help me."

i'm scared, someone save me.

a/n:
lol cliffhanger
pls comment what u think is going to happen or what u want to happen! i can always change my storyline if i like a prompt or idea