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

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When Wooyoung came to, he had no comprehension of time or even fully what had happened. He felt like death, though, and wanted to never leave his bed. His entire body was heavy, but it also still felt like he could float away.

He was aware enough to realize the drug was still in his system.

A small groan escaped him and he moved to roll out of bed, but sounds front he other room made him pause.

"I still don't understand. Who is this guy?" San asked. He sounded extremely upset.

A second voice joined him that made Wooyoung wince. "He's Wooyoung's high school boyfriend." Jongho answered. It was obvious that he was upset about things too.

"The police are on their way, Sir." Pierre added.

"Thank you, are you ok?" San's voice was kinder when speaking to his bodyguard.

Wooyoung bit his lip and curled into a tight ball. He was too scared to leave his room right now, who knew what the others must think of him...

"Yes, thank you. He won't be though if he wakes up again."

"You can say that again." Jongho snapped.

"How do you know who he is?" San paused, "And what are you even doing here?" A hint of jealousy was in his voice.

"I could ask you the same thing." Jongho's voice dropped a little. "I was coming to drop off some things for Nova." He added softly, in an almost defeated tone. "I... I was planning on doing it anyway. I have Wooyoung her, and I promised to help with supplies until he could get back on his feet. I didn't want her to suffer just because of what happened..."

Tears came to Wooyoung's eyes and he pulled the covers over his head as he realized what Jongho was saying. That's why he had shown up randomly.

"But I saw Wooyoung being dragged down he street by someone holding his cheek. At first... I figured he must have gone and found someone else after what happened." Wooyoung winced at the younger's words. "That's not Wooyoung though, so I tried not to jump to conclusions. I needed to finish my deliveries first so the produce didn't go bad... Maybe if I hadn't though..."

"I get it." San let out another sigh. "He called me to tell me he wasn't in a safe situation and I got here as fast as I could."

There was a long pause. "He called you?" Jongho's voice cracked a little as he spoke.

"I don't think we should do this now."

"Then when? When are we going to talk about this?" A loud thud came from the other room, indicating Jongho had either stood up or slammed a fist against the couch.

"Shh, keep it down, we don't want to wake him."

Another long silence followed and for a moment, Wooyoung thought maybe they really were done talking. But then San surprised him by speaking again.

"I'm sorry. I hope you know I never meant to hurt you. And I know he didn't either. I knew he had been seeing someone, but for his privacy I never asked about it. Did you know?"

"Not really." Jongho answered. "I thought there could be a possibility, but just like you, I never asked. I was... Never mind." His voice was soft when he finished, driving a dagger deeper into Wooyoung's heart.

"You really care about him." San stated. It wasn't a question. After a short pause, he continued, "I do too. So... What are we going to do?"

That was the one question Wooyoung kept asking himself over and over again. What did he want to do? What would be best for his future?