Bratty, spoiled Wooyoung reluctantly ventures into his first therapy session, but little does he know, it's about to change his life in unexpected ways. Enter San, the overworked, almost 30-year-old psychologist with a heart of gold and a weakness for Wooyoung's charm. As their unlikely connection unfolds, they navigate through love, healing, and a sprinkle of inappropriate jokes and steamy scenes. Join Wooyoung and San on their captivating journey, where laughter, love, and growth intertwine in unexpected ways. Because sometimes, healing comes in the most unexpected forms.

They were both broken by the people they trusted most. What they never expected... was each other. When Wooyoung catches his boyfriend in a lie-the kind with lipstick and lingering touches-he's not just heartbroken. He's furious, humiliated, and standing in the rain outside a café with a phone full of evidence and no one to send it to. Then San crashes into him. Literally. One apology, one shattered phone, and one badly scrawled phone number later, Wooyoung finds himself thinking about the beautiful stranger with haunted eyes and a voice that cracked like something inside him had just given out. San is reeling from his own betrayal. He's not looking to fall for anyone-especially not the sharp-tongued, emotionally fried guy he nearly concussed on a sidewalk. But somehow, between awkward texts and late-night walks, the two start to piece together something unexpected. Not perfect. Not easy. But real. #24 Woosan

"Wooyoung," San said finally, his voice low, careful. "Are you... okay?" Wooyoung's jaw clenched. Okay? Was he okay? After everything-Mrs. Choi's venom, San's absence, this entire fucking marriage-was he okay? He wanted to laugh, to scream, to tell San to go to hell. But he didn't. He just stayed silent, his back to the alpha, his tears soaking into the pillow. "Wooyoung," San tried again, softer this time. "I heard you crying." "Oh, great," Wooyoung muttered, his voice thick with sarcasm and unshed tears. "Gold star for observation, alpha. Now leave me alone." San sighed, the sound heavy, exhausted. "I'm just trying to-" "What? Care?" Wooyoung snapped, still not turning around. "Don't bother. You're three years too late." Omegaverse Woosan

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

"Yeah? Well, if you think I'm just gonna roll over and play nice, you're dumber than I thought. I'll bite your dick off if you try anything, San. I mean it." A Woosan story, Mafia AU San, a psycho with no emotions or empathy, crosses paths with wooyoung, a failing medical student with no hope of even making it to tomorrow. //Fair warning: Contains Sexual assault\\

Everyone knows about Woosan. The overly famous Ateez ship. San is unbothered by all the fans' assumptions about him and Wooyoung. They had been best friends for years after all it was only natural isn't it ? He always loved skinship, Wooyoung too, nothing weird here. But when he witnessed his soulmate friend making out with a random dude at Coachella his whole world started falling apart. Why does he feel so betrayed ? And angry ? And why is Wooyoung acting all so weird since that happened ?

Wooyoung is fiery, easily angered, and lives by his own rules. San is chaotic, reckless, and annoyingly persistent. When the two end up living together, Wooyoung's patience is tested like never before. But sometimes, the person who drives you insane... is the one who makes your heart race.

A break in. San didn't care. He never did. Money flowed, his empire grew, and that was enough. Or so he told himself. That was until he found a A boy-no, a young man-curled on the Persian rug by the fireplace, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Blood streaked his face, matting his dark hair and smearing across his cheekbones. His hands, clutching his knees, were stained red, and a deep gash on his leg oozed onto the rug, the fabric soaking up the crimson The boy was trouble, San knew that much, and trouble always brought chaos. Woosan story

~ Five years apart. Too many nights tangled in sheets they promised would be the last. Wooyoung and San have been everything to each other first loves, worst heartbreaks, and the only ones who truly see each other. No matter how far they run, how hard they try, their bodies always find their way back. No one else satisfies the ache. No one else understands the craving. So when San invites Wooyoung to dinner for one final goodbye... They both know how it'll end. With gasps. With bruises. With tears. But this time, what if they finally stop running? What if they admit the truth: Their souls were never meant to separate.

↑ CHOI SAN ↓ JUNG WOOYOUNG Wooyoung, intelligent and youthful, finds himself in the role of a professor at a university. However, his world is shaken when he meets Choi San, a charming yet audacious student who challenges his authority and stirs unexpected desires within him.