↑ 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.

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.

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

Forced to be together for the sake of the public eye, Jung Wooyoung and Choi San have been wrapped up in a scheme to bring their parent's million dollar companies together. Wooyoung hates San, and San hates Wooyoung. The arranged relationship was only to appear real outside in the public eye, but behind closed doors in their shared lavish apartment, lie a brewing storm of resentment and hate. Wooyoung doesn't expect a friendship to become of his forced time with San, let alone an actual relationship, but the more time he spends with San, the more he comes to understand how wrong he truly was in hating him. Or Wooyoung refuses to admit how much he actually likes his "fake" boyfriend Choi San, and hates how easy it is to like him. ╰┈➤ **ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴀ03 @ ᴍᴏʀᴇᴛʜᴀɴᴍʏᴏᴡɴ** ╰┈➤ 𝟭𝟴+ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀! Non-Explicit Sexual Content, fighting/yelling/confrontation, arranged relationships, abusive/neglectful parents, alcohol use, partying, unrequited feelings, homophobia, angst, anxiety/panic attacks, themes regarding mental health and domestic violence/emotional abuse. ╰┈➤ I, by 𝗻𝗼 means, am assuming any of the ATEEZ members' sexuality. This is a work of fanfiction crafted because of my love for Woosan's close friendship. Please do not take their relationship or the themes of this book seriously.

"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

A WOOSAN MAFIA OMEGAVERSE In the unforgiving embrace of the mafia's cruel reality, Jung Wooyoung- the local florist omega, finds himself entangled in a web of debt and danger. Haunted by the sins of his deceased father, he navigates the treacherous paths of the criminal underworld, trying to break free from his past. But fate has other plans when he crosses paths with Choi San, a feared mafia boss with a reputation for ruthlessness. WARNINGS!! THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN EXPLICIT AND MATURE THEMES AND CONTENT, ANGST, DEPRESSION, VIOLENCE, DEBT, MATURE AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. This story is purely fiction, this is not a representation of ateez as a group or individuals. If shipping members makes you uncomfortable do not read!! TOP SAN; BOTTOM WOOYOUNG

"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

"Meet my husband, everyone." He takes a whiff and smiles. "He smells so good." San's eyes followed him as he tripped and stumbled. His hands naturally reached out and wrapped around his waist. "What are you doing?" San tilted his head, his glare making Wooyoung flinch. "Can't you see?" Wooyoung pointed towards the crowd. "We are having fun, unlike your stuck-up ass." Contractual marriage trope. slow burn, fluff, angst, tsundere, drama, hints of mature themes cringe. Disclaimer- This is a work of fiction. Doesn't represent ATEEZ as individuals. Highest Ranking- #1 in woosan © mintbars 2023

San, a talented artist, begins getting compliments from an anonymous fan online. Little does he know this fan may be closer than he realizes. Rewriting in process - * means not yet re-written. Main ship: Woosan Other Ships: Matz , Yungi, JongSang ~~~~ First story, still working out all the details. I'll be rewriting and updating later this summer. (2025) Thanks for reading. Holy Shit y'all! 30k!!! When I started 9 months ago I had no idea anyone would care. Thank you so much for reading and supporting me. Your comments and votes keep me going! Started 9/17/24 Ended 11/7/24 #1 StanAteez 9/30/24 #1 Wooyoungxsan 10/5/24 #9 Woosan 11/27/24 #3 Yeosang 11/27/24 #28 San 4/27/25 #35 K-pop 1/10/25 #23 ChoiSan 4/27/25

After enduring his final act of abuse from a toxic boyfriend and being caught in the rain without any place to go, the last place Wooyoung imagined himself to be is inside the home of the one person he desperately wanted nothing to do with anymore: Choi San. Five years had passed since their last encounter, one where they both decided to go their separate ways after both wanting to focus on other career paths and ending their friendship on less-than-civil terms... Could things have changed after all the time spent apart...or are they meant to be nothing more than just passing strangers in the night? *SHORT STORY* #Woosan #Ateez