diamond hallucination || wooyoung x ateez ✔️

no phones allowed

Wooyoung heard whispers all around him, but he couldn't see a thing. All he knew was that his head hurt and his whole body ached. "He's awake, Hongjoong." A deep voice said. Wooyoung winced as he opened his eyes, his head really did hurt. There were seven people, looking down upon him. He screamed. He sat up, alarmed in the comfy bed. "Who are you?!" Wooyoung asked. The men glanced at each other, then back at Wooyoung. "You got in a car accident and we found you. Your car is completely destroyed, you would've burned to death if we didn't save you." One of them responded . "That still doesn't answer my question.."  "I'm Kim Hongjoong, and these are my brothers." He said. "Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, and Jongho." Hongjoong said, pointing to each of them individually.  They all had a dark demeanor to them. "You mentioned my car- it set on fire? I know it may be a lot to ask of you but were you able to retrieve anything else?" Hongjoong tossed Wooyoung a small clutch. "God, thank you so much." Wooyoung opened it and took out his phone. It was dead. "Do any of you have a...charger by any chance?" Wooyoung asked. "We don't have cell phones, but we have a phone you could use." Hongjoong said. "Okay..." Wooyoung stood out of bed, the first thing he noticed was that he was in a satin pair of pajamas. "Why hadn't you called the police? Any of you could've died, if the fire was that bad." "It wasn't that bad, but it would've ended in your death if we hadn't done anything. I'm Yeosang." Another said. He had a monotone voice, and looked bitterly at Wooyoung. "Jung Wooyoung."

Hongjoong gave Wooyoung his clean clothes, and Wooyoung changed back into them. Then he took him to the phone and Wooyoung dialed a number. "Hello? Who is this?" "It's Wooyoung, I've got shitty news. I got in a car accident and I can't come over till I can get a ride out of here." "Where are you!? Are you okay?! Are you at the hospital?" "Strangely, I'm not. I got saved, per say; by these brothers. It's strange, they seem strange. But besides that, I need to call the insurance company and clear things up with my car." "Well as long as your okay, do you want Soobin to pick you up? Are you sure you're okay?" "I'm fine Yerim. Don't worry. I'll get a ride from these people." "Okay, be safe. Please." "Okay, bye Yerim, thanks for your concern." "Bye." Wooyoung sighed and put the phone down. He turned to walk away but jumped when he saw Yeosang standing behind him, like a statue. "Fuck, you scared me!" Yeosang didn't flinch.  "Good. Now, follow me it's supper time." Yeosang gripped Wooyoung's wrist and pulled him to the kitchen. There was a dinning table with seven seats, and plates of food on top of it. Seonghwa and Hongjoong sat at opposite ends of the table and Seonghwa patted his thigh, signaling for Wooyoung to sit on it. Wooyoung looked around awkwardly. "Well you're not gonna eat on the floor." Mingi said, already biting into a piece of meat. "A stool would do fine." Yunho said. "If you won't sit down then you won't eat with us." Jongho, stated. Hongjoong hissed at the younger boy. "He is our guest, so Jongho. Would you be so kind as to get him a chair?" Hongjoong asked, batting his eyelashes angrily at the him.

Wooyoung awkwardly ate a few pieces of coconut shrimp and took a sip of the bitter and oddly thick wine. He spitted back in the glass. "What the hell is that?!" He asked, wiping his lips with a napkin. Eyes darted between the group of seven. "It's uh, it's special wine. More of a medicinal wine you could say." Wooyoung nodded at the strange answer. He took a sip of water and continued to eat bits and pieces of food. After dinner ended, Wooyoung was taken up the stairs into one of the bedrooms. It had a king sized bed, a desk, a walk in closet, and a vanity. It even had it's own huge bathroom. "Guys, this is way too much, I'm not even staying here for two days." He said to San and Yunho. The two both glanced at each other and smirked. "You know...Yunho started to say, we've been so kind to you..." "That, we were thinking, you could maybe..." San continued. "Return the favor.." Yunho ended, gripping Wooyoung's nape. "What do you mean?" San smirked and walked up to Wooyoung. "Nothing much, we just want to get a taste of your pretty little body." San said, grabbing Wooyoung's hand's and giving them light kisses. Yunho lightly tickled Wooyoung's nape, making goosebumps appear on his skin. "What the hell? I'm not doing anything with you freaks." San cooed at Wooyoung. "No, no. It's not what you think....lay down on the bed and you'll see." Wooyoung pushed both their hands away. "No, I don't want to do that either." "You heard him, out." Jongho said, standing in the doorway. Yunho and San scoffed and made their way out of the room. "You okay?" Jongho timidly asked. Wooyoung nodded and went to lay in the bed, Jongho walked out closing the door.

~The Next Morning~

Wooyoung woke up and stretched his limbs out. He was in the same room, with the same sad and death defying aura. He yawned and lazily walked out of the bed. He was planning to call Soojin again, but the cords appeared to be cut. "You're up quite early." Wooyoung turned on his heel and saw Hongjoong, fresh faced and in a suit with his hair tied back in a small bun. "It's a habit, could I ask what happened to the phone?" Wooyoung said, pointing to the cords. "One of our dogs got inside and chewed it." "But there are no teeth marks.." "Would you like to see the body of the dog? He got electrocuted and died." "I'll um t-take your word for it." Wooyoung mumbled, walking away. He went into the kitchen and saw Seonghwa, placing a tall stack of pancakes on the table. Mingi walked in, shirtless and in boxers. Wooyoung blushed madly and bit his tongue. Seonghwa raised an eyebrow and looked at Wooyoung. "Mingi get some clothes on." Seonghwa said. Mingi rolled his eyes and stomped out of the kitchen. He walked back in with shorts and a tank top and sat next to Wooyoung. The other five walked in and sat in their seats. Strangely they were still drinking the wine from last night. "Why are you drinking? It's the morning?" Wooyoung asked with pancakes stuffed in his cheeks. "It's medicinal, like I said last night, not alcohol." Hongjoong said. Wooyoung made an 'o' shape with his mouth and continued to eat.