Philophobia || ATEEZ Woosan (COMPLETED)

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"You can stay here for the night." Wooyoung told San as they laid on Wooyoung's bed, cuddling each other happily.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna be a burden to you and your family." San asked, Wooyoung placing a kiss on the stop of his head.

"Of course. My mom already loves you. So does Jihoon. I'm so sorry for what I said to you, San. You didn't deserve any of that. All you were trying to do was help me and I pushed you away." Wooyoung apologized and San pulled him closer into his chest.

"Thank you for the apology. I really thought I almost lost you, Wooyoung. Please don't ever do that again, okay?"

Wooyoung nodded and buried his face in the crook of San's neck, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"I promise. I won't ever do that again."

San smiled as he looked down at the younger.

"Good. Let's get some rest, shall we?"

~

"We are heading off to school, mom." Wooyoung told her as he and San walked out into the living room, all dressed up in their school uniforms.

"Okay. You guys have a nice day! I will have a snack ready when you get back."

Wooyoung smiled and quickly ran over to her, giving her a hug.

"Thanks, mom. See you later!" He told her happily, running off out the front door, arm hooked around San's arm as they walked to school.

"It's such a nice day outside to walk to school." San said, letting out a sigh of content.

"Yeah. It really is. Oh shoot!" Wooyoung said, stopping in his tracks, San stopping abruptly as the younger's arm pulled on San's.

"What is it?" San asked.

"I forgot my lunch at my house. I'll be back. I'll see you at school later, okay?" Wooyoung told him, about to run off back home.

"Okay. Be careful, Youngie." San told him, placing a kiss on his lips and waving goodbye as he saw him rush off back home.

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Wooyoung was running back to his house when he suddenly heard foot steps behind him, causing him to stop quickly on the pavement.

Cautious, he turned around to see who was behind him. Little did he know, that was a huge mistake.

Junsu stood behind him, holding a metal rod in his hand, twirling it around playfully.

"Look who we have here. I heard you tried turning me into the police yesterday. You really think you can get away with such a thing you little shit?" Junsu scoffed at him, Wooyoung's bottom lip already beginning to tremble in fear, his knees buckling up and shaking.

He had to get out of there, and fast.

Wooyoung took one last look around his surroundings before he swallowed thickly, taking off straight ahead, Junsu running after him from behind.

This was the fastest that he had ever ran before, and it wasn't good. Wooyoung wasn't a very athletic person, so he would usually get tired quickly.

Sure, he had some adrenaline coursing through his body to help keep him going, but it wouldn't last long, as he was already falling behind.

Junsu quickly reached out and grabbed onto the back of Wooyoung's shirt, making him collapse onto the sidewalk.

"Don't you fucking mess with me, you bitch."

Junsu threatened, smacking Wooyoung in the head with the metal rod, making him black out in no time.

When he woke up, he was laying in a bed. But, it wasn't his own, that was for sure.

Not only that, but he had his hands handcuffed to the sides of the head board of the bed. His feet were tied together at the ankle in an impossible knot, as well as duct tape over his mouth.

Wooyoung slowly opened his eyes and realized where he was. He thought if he didn't fight anything that maybe Junsu would just let him go, so he didn't fight at all.

It was only a few minutes later when Junsu had come back into the room to check on Wooyoung.

"Oh, look who's awake." He said, an evil grin resting on his face.

He stepped closer to Wooyoung and ripped the duct tape off of his mouth, making him wince in pain.

"Oh, did that hurt? I'm sorry." Junsu said mockingly, making Wooyoung roll his eyes at the others behavior.

"Why am I here, Junsu? All you said you would do was release the tape. And I honestly don't care anymore, so you can just release it already." Wooyoung said calmly, making the older scoff at his words.

"Well, if you don't mind the tape being leaked, then how about we just make another one, hm?" Junsu smirked, playing with Wooyoung's shirt.

"We can do whatever you want. Go ahead, Junsu. Use me. Use me like you did all those times before. You would love that, wouldn't you. Wouldn't you?! YOU WOULD LOVE TO USE ME LIKE I'M A FUCKING SLUT!" Wooyoung screamed, Junsu slapping him across the face in fury.

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME, BITCH!" Junsu yelled back, uncuffing Wooyoung's hands for a moment so he could get his shirt off of him.

He also untied the impossible knot around his ankles, pulling his fancy black school pants off of him as well, leaving him in his boxers.

"Fuck me all you want. I'm just a useless piece of shit." Wooyoung spat and Junsu smirked, slapping Wooyoung across the face.

"You really are just a worthless piece of shit. I don't know why I ever dated you in the first place." Junsu agreed, rolling his eyes.

"You didn't even date me, Junsu. All you did was fuck me for money. Go off and sell the sex tape. You really think I'm gonna be alive to see it?"

"Oh, so you're gonna kill yourself now? What am I gonna do when you die? Oh, I may just take in that little boyfriend of yours and do the same to him." Junsu grinned evilly, Wooyoung pulling his wrists from the hand cuffs as San was mentioned.

"Don't you dare hurt him!" Wooyoung yelled, very upset.

"Hmmm, we'll see. I need to have fun with you first, baby."

And that's exactly what he did. And Wooyoung took every bit of it.

All by himself.

~Edited~
I hope y'all enjoyed the chapter! Only a few chapters left! I love you all and stay safe! I just got some masks that my grandma made me and have been wearing them wherever I go. Love you and WASH YOUR HANDS!!

-Min