The Secrets Within ||| Seonghwa/Yeosang/Wooyoung (Ateez)

4

Wooyoung's head shot up and he started to shake it. "No, we can't. We need the money."

"I don't care. You just threw up and I'm taking you home. You look the part already."

Once Yeosang set his mind to something, he usually got it, and thankfully their boss didn't argue with him as soon as he saw Wooyoung standing in the corner clutching his stomach.

The couple hurried home and Yeosang made sure to lock the door as soon as it was closed. His mind had turned against him enough that he even moved their rickety dining room table in front of it too as if it would add another layer of safety.

Wooyoung just watched with a glazed look over his eyes.

For whatever reason, he didn't feel like he should be here.

I can take care of you.

Seonghwa's worded floated around in his mind.

Yeosang approached his friend slowly and grabbed his shoulders. "Woo, I need you to tell me what happened today."

Wooyoung looked up, his eyes wide and glossy. "Seonghwa... He said he needs me."

"What?"

"He needs my help." His stomach started to churn. Every fiber of his being told him to go find the mysterious man.

Those lips... He wanted to feel Seonghwa's lips again.

He needed it.

"Wooyoung, do you have any idea how crazy that sounds?"

"Tell me you didn't feel it too. Last night when you were in front of him. You were drawn to him, right?"

Yeosang pressed his lips together in a thin line. "I—I don't know what that was."

"Don't lie to yourself, Sangie. I think it was his touch we were craving. I don't know about you, but I need to find him. I don't think I'll be able to rest until I do."

"No! Wooyoung you're talking about running after a complete stranger!"

Wooyoung let out a little growl and then shoved Yeosang away from him. "But he isn't! He made me feel things... I—I can't explain it." Tears pooled in his eyes and started to trickle over, leaving hot trails down his cheeks. "He said he would take care of me if I did this for him. Maybe he will do the same for you too."

The older took a step back. Sure, he had been fascinated by the stranger... Seonghwa... but he wasn't willing to chase after him just because of a few minutes of supposed bliss.

None of this felt right.

He had never seen Wooyoung so worked up before.

"I'm not letting you do this." Yeosang said, his voice harsh and firm. It was official, Wooyoung was delusional, there was no other way to explain it.

"Yeosang..."

"No." The older stepped forward and grabbed Wooyoung by his upper arm and dragged him to his room. With one quick motion, he shoved Wooyoung inside and pulled the door shut, then propped a chair under the handle so that the door couldn't be opened.

Pounding immediately came from the other side. "Yeosang! What the hell, let me out!"

"I can't do that, not until you see how crazy you are."

"Says the person who just locked his friend in his room!"

Yeosang knew he was right, but he still backed away from the door and shook his head. Everything was wrong right now. And it was all this Seonghwa's fault.