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ATEEZ Yeosang: Soulmate (oneshot)

Genre: Angst, fluff, idol au, soulmate au.

Pairing: Soulmate!Yeosang x Reader (fem) / Yeosang x idol!reader

Warnings:none.

In this world, everyone has a soulmate. Most people give up on trying to find their soulmate, while some travel the world just to find that one special person.

Each person has different indicators that a person is their soulmate; in your case, every mark your soulmate gets on his skin appears on yours, like a burn scar, bruise, or a cut. You didn’t have the same moles, freckles, or birthmarks, and if he drew something on his skin, it wouldn’t appear on yours; basically, anything that changes an area of the skin that can’t be easily or instantly undone, will show up on your skin. Luckily, you couldn’t feel the pain from it, you could only see it.

“Y/N, you’re next,” your group’s makeup artist said to you, making you get up from the sofa. You sat on the chair, allowing her to work on your face while you listened to some music. After everyone in your group got ready, you went on stage. You were the leader of your group, so you had to talk before the performance.

-

Ateez had just finished performing and were currently watching your group from the TV in their waiting room while they had some refreshments.

Yeosang wasn’t paying much attention as he was really tired… that was until he noticed the burn scar on your finger while you talked: it was the exact same burn scar as his that he got two days ago while helping Wooyoung cook. He got up from the chair, moving closer to the TV to check if it was really the same. He mentally cursed when you gave the mic to another member, cause now he couldn’t see your hands anymore.

“What’s wrong, Yeosang?” Hongjoong asked.

“Hyung, she has the same scar as me,” he replied, showing the scar on his finger, shocking some of the members. “I’m not sure if it’s exactly the same.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Wooyoung took out his phone; he had already found his soulmate, so he was sure this was a sign. He immediately searched for images on Twitter. When he found a picture of a bruise that you had on your knee, he showed it to Yeosang. “Didn’t you have the same bruise last month?”

Yeosang’s eyes widened. “No way… this can’t be true.”

“You don’t look very happy for someone who just found out who their soulmate is,” Yunho commented.

“That’s cause I’m not,” Yeosang said through gritted teeth. “I hate this whole soulmate bullshit. I’d rather genuinely fall in love with someone than have the universe choose that someone for me.”

None of the guys questioned Yeosang, knowing it was not the best time to talk to him about it; however, they really hoped he would change his mind soon.

-

After your group’s performance ended, you all started filming for your behind the scenes content. Today, you all had a challenge to do: your six-member group was split into two teams, and one member from each team had to visit five other groups/soloists in the building to play a round of rock, paper, scissors, and the team who gets the least wins would face a penalty that would be shown on the next vlive. You and one of your members, Aeji, decided to volunteer for it.

After finishing the first four groups, you went to Ateez’s waiting room which was at the end of the corridor. Aeji knocked on the door and Ateez’s manager opened it. She explained what you both were here for, and he agreed to let you film with them.

You entered the room, bowing to the eight men.  “Hi! I’m Y/N and this is Aeji, we have a small challenge to do here. Could one of you play rock, paper, scissors with us?” You noticed how some of the boys glanced at Yeosang who was staring at your hands. As soon as you made eye-contact with Kang Yeosang, you felt something unexplainable in your heart, making you gasp in shock. Your vision became blurry and your head started spinning, making you clutch your head with your arms in hope of getting the spinning to stop.

“Y/N?! Y/N, are you all right?” you heard Aeji ask, but her voice seemed so far away.

Your head started spinning even faster, causing you to faint.

“Fuck!” Aeji kneeled down, putting your head on her lap while Ateez’s staff got some water for you. They sprinkled some water on your face, but you didn’t respond. “Oh god, what suddenly happened? She was fine minutes ago,” Aeji mumbled to herself, but everyone heard her.

“Yeosang, do something,” Wooyoung said. “Maybe she’ll respond to you.”

Aeji glanced at them in confusion.

“I’m not doing shit,” Yeosang said. “You know I don’t like this whole soul—”

“I’m sorry, but what are you guys talking about?” Aeji questioned.

“Y/N is Yeosang’s soulmate,” San stated, making the older man glare at him for exposing him.

Aeji’s eyes widened. “Oh, is that so? Well, then do something, please. I don’t know what made her faint.”

“Well, from what I know, she passed out cause she has seen and been in the same area as Yeosang, but never realized he is her soulmate. The intensity of not knowing but being so close probably caused her to pass out,” Hongjoong explained.

You could hear everything, but you just weren’t able to open your eyes.

“Hyung, touch her cheek or something,” Jongho suggested.

Yeosang hesitated for a few seconds before he sighed, kneeling beside you. He placed his hand on your cheek, gently cupping it, stroking your skin with his thumb. Even though he hated the whole soulmate thing, he couldn’t deny that you were absolutely stunning; he had never seen anyone as beautiful as you.

Your eyes slowly opened, immediately landing on Yeosang’s beautiful brown ones. Time seemed to have frozen at that moment, and your heart filled with happiness. It was obvious to you that he was your soulmate; you were thrilled about it as you always wanted to find your soulmate, and you always found Yeosang unique whenever you saw him at shows.

“I-I have to go,” Yeosang murmured before standing up and leaving the room, leaving you confused. Why didn’t he look happy?

-

“Kang Yeosang from Ateez is my soulmate,” you told your members. They all were happy for you, except Aeji.

“Y/N, I don’t think Yeosang is as thrilled as you,” Aeji mumbled. “Jongho told me that Yeosang hates the whole soulmate thing.”

“Oh, my brother hated all that too, but after he found his soulmate, he loved it,” one of your members said with a small smile.

“Then let’s hope Yeosang is the same, hmm?” Aeji said, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. You really hoped everything would go well.

-

“Um, hey, can we talk privately?” you asked Yeosang, standing outside Ateez’s waiting room. He rolled his eyes, but followed you to the rooftop of the building.

You gave him a small smile. “So, uh—”

“Look, Y/N,” he started in a cold tone. “I don’t care if we’re soulmates according to the universe or whatever shit it is. Neither do I want a soulmate, nor do I need one. I’d rather find someone who genuinely loves me for who I am, not because of some hideous so-called soulmate bond.” You just kept quiet, unsure of what to say while your heart ached terribly. 

“So just move on, yeah?” he continued, staring at the clouds moving in the blue sky. “I’m sure you’ll find someone who will genuinely love you.” He glanced at you before leaving you all alone on the rooftop with a shattered heart.

You always wanted to find your soulmate. You wanted to experience being madly in love with the person you’re fated to be with till death. But how could you do any of that when your soulmate doesn’t even want you? You wondered how it was so easy for him to break your heart. Was your bond really that weak?

You sighed, blinking away the tears from your eyes. You can’t and won’t force your soulmate to love you back, so you should probably take his advice and try to move on.

-

“Wow, Yeosang, didn’t know you were getting some action,” San said with a smirk, confusing the man who had just finished showering.

“What are you saying?”

“No need to act oblivious, we all can see it,” Wooyoung said.

“I pity our makeup artist,” Seonghwa commented.

Yeosang raised an eyebrow.  “What the hell are you guys talking about?”

Hongjoong rolled his eyes. “The hickey on your neck, obviously.”

Yeosang’s eyebrows furrowed. He checked his reflection in the mirror, eyes widening at the big hickey on his neck and one below his collarbone.

“It’s on Y/N,” Yeosang said through gritted teeth, feeling extremely annoyed and hurt. His heart ached terribly. He wanted to see you right now, but it was nearly impossible. Both his and your group’s promotions ended two weeks ago, and there was no way he could meet you anywhere outside due to paparazzi. He didn’t even have your number.

“You look… pissed,” Jongho stated.

“Well, yeah, my soulmate is fucking another man,” Yeosang spat before sitting on the large couch in the living room of the dorm, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

Yunho raised an eyebrow. “Do you expect her to wait for you when you literally told her to move on?” he asked in disbelief. “And now that she has, you’re pissed? That’s unfair.”

Yeosang sighed, remembering every word he told you. He knew Yunho was right.

“I know, but… I just can’t do this anymore. The bond is torturing me. A-And,” his voice cracked as tears swelled up in his eyes. “I love her. I really love her, soulmate or not.”

Wooyoung sat beside Yeosang, wrapping his arms around him, letting his bestfriend cry on his shoulder. Everyone could only hope it wasn’t too late for Yeosang.

-

“Yeosang… it’s been a week. You need to come out of your room,” Seonghwa murmured, kneeling beside Yeosang’s bed.

“I don’t feel like doing that, hyung.”

Seonghwa sighed. “We have to practice for the award show tomorrow. Our manager won’t let you miss practice for the third time.”

Yeosang groaned, putting his blanket over his head. “Can’t I miss it? Can’t our company say I’m sick?”

“Absolutely not,” Ateez’s manager said, entering the room. “You might win a big award tomorrow. And there’s a large audience, you could draw a lot of attention. Besides, Y/N’s group will be there.” Yeosang instantly removed the blanket from his head at the mention of your name.

“She’ll be there?”

“Yeah, the final lineup got confirmed an hour ago.”

-

Yeosang leaned in close to Jongho. “When is our break?” he whispered in Jongho’s ear.

Jongho groaned. “Hyung, this is the eighth time you’ve asked me that in less than half an hour.”

Yeosang glanced at where your group was seated; unfortunately, one of your members was covering you, so he couldn’t see you. He sighed, shifting his eyes back on the group that was currently performing while he tried his best to wait patiently.

As soon as all artists were given a break, he rushed to your group’s waiting room. He found only half of your members there.

“Hello,” he bowed. “Where is Y/N?”

“She’s in the bathroom on the second floor.”

Yeosang rushed there as fast as he could, ignoring the stares he was getting from other artists and staff.

“Y/N!” he yelled once he saw you leaving the bathroom, causing you to turn around.

Yeosang now stood right in front of you, panting from the run. Your heart raced at the sight of how ethereal your soulmate looked tonight, especially in his black suit and newly dyed black hair. He was absolutely stunning.

“Can we talk, please?” Yeosang asked anxiously, hope clear in his beautiful eyes.

You couldn’t say no, even though you should’ve. You simply nodded your head, letting him drag you to the emergency staircase in the building.

You leaned back against the wall, waiting for him to say whatever he wanted to. You noticed how he was fidgeting with his fingers while he leaned against the railing of the staircase.

“Are you okay?” you asked in concern. Your soulmate sighed, taking a few steps towards you.

“Can I hold your hand?” he questioned. When you nodded, he took your hands in his, gently rubbing circles on the back of it while he tried to calm down by taking deep breaths.

“I love you, Y/N,” he confessed. “I just… can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone else. It kills me to even think of it. I know I was a jerk before and I know you’ve moved on, but I—”

You cupped Yeosang’s cheek before capturing his lips with your own, surprising him; he couldn’t believe you were kissing him after everything he said. He kissed you back, his heart beating rapidly like yours. The soulmate bond between the two of you strengthened, causing a euphoric feeling.

You pulled away with a smile that grew wider when you saw how stunned and happy Yeosang was.

“I tried to move on,” you explained. “But I couldn’t. Not when my heart, my soul, belongs to you. I love you, Kang Yeosang.”

Yeosang chuckled happily, leaning in to kiss you passionately. His heart swelled with happiness and he mentally thanked the universe for bringing the two of you together as soulmates.

[masterlist in bio]
30 january 2020
a/n: i felt good about woo’s so pls at least read his,,,also members under the cut since this is so long oops

warning: implications of sex, vulgar language

s e o n g h w a ♡

• he finds it funny, really
• the fact that he’d spent so much time focusing on you and you only, had given up so much for you and you just took advantage of him like it was nothing
• it’s hilarious to him to look back on how fucking stupid he’d been to ignore the feeling in his gut and try to wait it out in hopes of his suspicions being false
• but of course, like everything else, it was too good to be true
• he’s been waiting for you to come home for a good few hours now
• you haven’t been answering your phone at all and god knows where you are at this hour
• and this isn’t the first time either. but seonghwa doesn’t like being by himself, so he always goes back to the dorms during these situations. and you know that
• but you don’t know this time he’s decided to wait, to see what’s really going on, if it’s really worth staying and trusting you
• when he finally hears the lock of the door clicking, he’s up against the counter in the kitchen with his arms folded over his chest that’s moving heavily up and down
• and it only gets worse when he hears not only you giggling, but also another voice he doesn’t recognize
• he harshly knocks down a chair on his way into the living room, storming all the way to the man whose neck you’ve attached your lips to, grabbing him by the collar and swinging his fist into his jaw as hard as he can
• kicking him a couple more times as he falls to the ground
• you’re terrified of what seonghwa’s going to do to him or what he’s going to do to you
• but there’s no point. he’s too much of a gentleman to ever lay a hand on you
• so all he does is scream and shout at you about how he shouldn’t have stayed, how dumb he was to believe your lies, how he should have been able to see right through you the whole time
• and he hopes you’re fucking happy with the douchebag bleeding on the floor and if you want to be with him so much take him and leave, your stuff will be outside in the morning
• after you’re gone, it’s hard for him to think. maybe it’s because he’s tired
• or he’s completely hopeless from losing the one thing that kept him sane
• but is now causing the worst pain he never thought he’d feel

h o n g j o o n g ♡

• he’s been too busy with work to notice how distant you’ve become the past few weeks
• and maybe it’s his own fault this happened since he hasn’t made time for you
• but he’s still hurt and heartbroken and it’s still not a good enough excuse to throw away everything he’s done for you
• hongjoong told you he’d be home before you go to bed, but he finds himself caught up in work again, losing track of time
• he curses at himself under his breath, haphazardly grabbing his things to get to you as quickly as possible
• he wants to make it up to you, he really does
• but the idea’s completely thrown out the window as he opens the door to find you on the couch with another man
• he stumbles in shock, not sure what to do or say
• all you do is give him a small look and stand up slowly, calmly beginning to speak as if you’ve been expecting this to happen
• it’s not that hongjoong doesn’t want to hear your explanation, just that he physically can’t
• his breathing and heartbeat are too fast to consider safe. his vision begins to blur, but he doesn’t know if it’s from tears or because he’s beginning to feel lightheaded
• heloved you. he gave you everything he could for you and you didn’t care
• he told you in the beginning time management would be difficult and if it was going to be a problem to talk to him
• you stepped on his heart and spit on it like he means nothing to you
• he doesn’t realize he’s been screaming or crying until his fist comes in contact with the wall. he also notices you haven’t said anything or tried to justify yourself at all
• he shakily turns his head in your direction but your eyes are somewhere else, arms folded over your chest and an almost-guilty look on your face
• and he looks at the boy he assumes is the one you’ve been with. he’s practically in the same stance as you, trying not to get caught up in everything
• the room feels hot. too hot for hongjoong to stay
• so he walks past you and begins to grab some things, thanking himself for never leaving too much at your place
• he leaves without another word. he wanted to tell you how much he fucking hates you, but then he’d be lying through his teeth
• you don’t deserve to be hated anyway, and he silently wishes you the best because all he’s every wanted is for you to be happy
• and if he can’t give it to you, he’s more than satisfied to let you find something else to take his place

y u n h o ♡

• maybe he should have listened to the guys all the times they’d told him they’d had a bad feeling about you from the beginning
• or maybe he should have just put in a little bit more effort, giving you more than you’d ever wanted
• but there’s no point in thinking about that now. it’s too late.
• he’ll never be able to describe the feeling of walking in on the love of his life with their legs wrapped around another man’s waist
• the man you said was nothing more than a coworker. the constant meet-ups for “work purposes” were clearly just quick fucks behind yunho’s back
• he’s angry, sure. that’s a given
• but he’s more confused and insecure and broken-down than anything
• what did he do wrong? what does this man give you that he doesn’t? did you ever really love him?
• tears are already streaming down his cheeks as he screams for the man to get the fuck out of his house
• but as soon as he’s gone, yunho goes quiet except for the sobs that escape his throat
• he wants to talk. to know what happened when. and he’s willing to give you another chance
• he knows he shouldn’t. he doesn’t want to think about what the guys would say about this
• but he loves you way too much to ever let you go like this
• his feelings for you could rival that of someone who was genuinely obsessed. a stalker, if you were willing to go that far
• he’s willing to do anything to keep you by his side. you two can move on together
• but when you tell him there’s no moving on, there’s nothing the world has to offer the two of you anymore
• he falls to the ground in pieces
• he’s crying so hard he barely makes any noise
• he can’t breathe. he’s shaking. he wants everything to stop
• he begs and begs and begs for you to stay. he can’t live without you
• yunho can barely hear your apology as you step around him and walk out in the direction of your new lover, leaving him on the floor alone with his demons
• he’d spend the next nights wondering what he did wrong
• what he could have done differently to have made you stay
• his body is completely drained of energy. every night he limps to the bed, alone, to cry himself to sleep
• ever so slightly hoping he doesn’t wake up

y e o s a n g ♡

• yeosang is a very attentive man. he should have been able to pick up on all the little things that would have led to this situation
• but you’re a very secretive person. good enough to keep it from him for however long this shit has been going on.
• it hurts that he found out through a friend. he doesn’t know if it would have been better for him to see it directly, but he’s still glad he didn’t.
• wooyoung had pulled him aside a few weeks ago to tell him that he’d seen you kissing someone he didn’t recognize. but yeosang didn’t want to believe it
• so he waited it out and paid close attention to your actions. he can’t really tell what’s different, but it doesn’t add up nonetheless
• and yeosang is not a confrontational person in the slightest
• so when he comes to you with a simultaneously angry and terrified look on his face, you already know you’re in shit
• he’s direct and straight to the point. not that you’d expect anything else from him
• “are you seeing someone else?”
  
• it doesn’t take a psychologist to recognize the way you tear your gaze away from him and try to hide the pure guilt on your face
• you don’t answer. so he repeats his question, but harsher and louder and more aggressive.
• “are you fucking cheating on me? fucking answer me, y/n!”
  
• he’s already zoned you out by the time you start spitting apologies from your lips
• he doesn’t understand what he did wrong
• he took care of you
• he dropped everything for you the second you called
• he put you before everything
• he’s been through absolute hell for you
• but you really took that for granted
• and the fact that you’ve had the audacity to tell him you love him? you’re a fucking liar
• yeosang doesn’t hate many things, but liars definitely top the list
• but he’s never really encountered liars like you. nobody’s ever gone that far to rip his heart out and stomp on it
• so he doesn’t know what else to do other than run out of the apartment and let his legs carry him as far as they can take him
• he doesn’t know where he’s going
• he can’t tell if he’s crying or if the cold wind is making his eyes water
• but as long as he can get as far away from you as he possibly can, it doesn’t really matter at the moment.

s a n ♡

• though san is one of the members to fall the hardest, he’s attentive and mature enough to know when things aren’t going as well as they used to be
  
• he’s noticed you’ve been a bit more distant lately
• you’ve been on your phone a lot and have been staying out later
• and more often you have excuses to not spend time with him, so of course he already has his suspicions
• but he’s been terrified of saying or doing something in fear of being wrong and damaging your trust
• until now, a little past two-thirty in the morning when you get a text from a name he’s noticed on your phone before
• and you must have not been smart enough to change your passcode, he thinks as he opens the message to find pictures of you he’s never seen even though he’s the only one who should have
• his blood begins to boil, but not as much as it would have had he not already figured you’ve been doing things behind his back
• he quietly slips out of bed so as not to wake you up, but the action is completely pointless once he picks up your phone and hurls it at the farthest wall as hard as he possibly can, a loud grunt escaping his throat
• your body shoots up, confused as to what san is making such noise for
• but it clicks when you flick the light on and see san’s stance
• his hands are balled into fists so tight his knuckles are white, his face red and scrunched up in anger
• there are darkness and betrayal clear in his eyes, almost making you scared of what he’s going to do
• there’s a lot of things he wants to do, but all he can is yell and let his emotions out
• how he shouldn’t have let this played out so long
• how he believed you when you told him you loved him and no one else
• he screams for you to get out, but the only direction you move in is towards him in an attempt to convince him to let you stay
• all you did was make it worse. you don’t deserve to stay
• he picks up the framed picture of the two of you and throws it the same way he did your phone, finally causing you to leave
• he doesn’t care if you don’t have your stuff or if he’s sending you on your own in the middle of the night. you don’t matter to him now
• you could get hit by a car for all he cares, and he’d think you deserved it
• all that matters is that he’s finally gotten everything taken care of and never has to see you again

m i n g i ♡

• unless there’s been a fight between the two of you, it’s rare that mingi’s in a bad mood when you’re around him, even if he’s had the literal shittiest day in all of human history
• you’re the first person he goes to when he needs someone to lean on or listen to him rant about everything on his mind
• you don’t even have to do anything to make him feel better. just the thought of you makes his heart beat faster with pure love and gratefulness that he found you
• so it’s really unexpected when you, the sole person he’s willing to give up his life for, do the exact opposite of what you normally do
• today wasn’t a particularly stressful one, but he’s still dying to lie in your arms and listen to the soft thumping of your heart right now
• he goes to make his way to your shared bedroom, already walking a bit slowly from being so worn out from practice
• but all of his movements cease–including his breathing and probably his heartbeat, too–when he takes his first steps into the hallway
• there you are, pinned up against the wall by somebody he recognizes to be “just a friend” from a while back
• he notices how you scramble away from your partner when you realize he’s standing there, so you do know that what you’re doing is wrong
• so why are you still doing it?
• he has so many emotions right now he doesn’t even know how he’s feeling
• but it absolutely tears him up inside
• did you ever really love him? was he just a toy to you?
  
• he’s useless. of course it was too good to be true. nobody could ever love him. he was stupid to think that you shared the same feelings he had for you
• the other man’s already left the house by now. i’ll stop by later, he said. it just made the situation worse.
  
• he’s rambling and he’s crying and he’s bumping into things trying to back away from you
• don’t fucking touch him. he wants to say it. he tries, but the words get caught between sobs in his throat
• it feels almost as if he’s dreaming. it’s what he wants to believe, anyway. so he doesn’t bother stopping you when you wrap your arms around his body and pull his head into your chest, dropping to your knees on the floor where he sits now
• he lets you cradle him even though he knows you shouldn’t. he’s so, so confused.
• it’s a hard debate in his head, whether or not to leave
• he loves you way too much to ever even think of letting you go
• maybe, he thinks, there’s a solution. everyone deserves a second chance, right…?

w o o y o u n g ♡

• wooyoung is someone who falls in love easily. and when he does, the feelings are extremely strong to where it takes a lot to let go
  
• he forgives and forgives because he loves you so much and he’s given you his entire soul to take care of
• but never has he expected you’d crush it just like that
• a few hours ago, he texted you to let you know he’s coming home early
• he didn’t get a reply, so he assumed you were busy or simply taking a nap
• god, how he wishes that were the case
• he gently closes the door and sets his bags down before padding to the bedroom, trying to be quiet just in case you’re asleep
• it’s only now that he hears sounds that definitely don’t sound like snores
• sounds that definitely aren’t coming from you
• the feeling of his heartbeat pounding against his ribcage is almost terrifying when met with his hands shaking without rhythm
• he prays you’re just watching a video and you’re by yourself and he can just walk in and take care of you
• but when he opens the door, he’s greeted with the sight of you on your knees with hands that aren’t his in your hair
• he’s flooded with so many emotions—anger, fear, heartbreak—that he doesn’t even notice your partner scrambling to pull his pants up or you walking closer with your hands out, struggling to find an explanation
• tears completely blur his vision as he tries to back away from you, not yet knowing what to say or do
• but his mind takes over and his voice gets loud, slamming his fist against the doorframe, screaming for the two of you to get out and never come back
• he screams and punches his fist against the wall, not caring if you can hear from outside and not stopping until blood is visibly dripping from his knuckles down his forearm
• he’s angry at himself for not being so naïve, angry at you for taking advantage of him, angry at god for allowing something so terrible to happen to him
• and the anger fizzles into sorrow, and the sorrow fizzes into hopelessness
• and all he can do from here is curl against the wall and cry until his head pounds at the tempo of his broken heart

j o n g h o ♡

• it all began when you started calling someone’s name in your sleep. a name that wasn’t jongho’s.
• he didn’t know who he assumed it to be, but he tried not to think too much of it
• he should have, though
• the last time he hears you call that name, you’re not asleep
• you’re lying on the couch, yes, but you’re just as awake as he is
• his first reaction is shocked. this was not what he expected to come home to. hell, he didn’t even know you were gonna be here, let alone cheat on him
• his second reaction is angry. he’s fucking pissed at the person whose was sitting between your legs moments ago, a place jongho thought was reserved for him and him only. who is he to think he has the same rights?
• then he’s pissed at you. who the fuck do you think you are, letting some stranger go down on you on the same couch you sat with your boyfriend just last night, telling him you loved him?
• then he’s pissed at himself. he should have known better. he didn’t see any signs, but he should have picked up on them. they had to have been there
• the way his brows furrow and his nose scrunches puts a terrifying expression on his face. you’ve never seen him like this, and it was probably for the best
• he tells the man simply to get the fuck out. when he doesn’t do it quick enough, jongho grabs him up by the collar and knocks his fist square into his jaw before practically throwing him out the door and slamming it shut hard enough for a nearby picture to fall off of the wall
• his third reaction is denial. he’s shaking when he turns back around to you. he begs you to tell him it’s all a dream. tell him it’s just some sick prank and none of this ever really happened and everything can go back to how it was yesterday
• it breaks your heart to see the rivers already streaming endlessly down his cheeks
• his last sliver of hope disappears, however, when you only respond with apologies. you can’t even think of an excuse to give him. he would find that funny if he weren’t in this current situation
• his final reaction his heartbreak. there’s no going back. how long has this been going on? he wonders. but he doesn’t bother to ask
• he turns just enough to be able to punch the wall hard enough to leave a hole before plodding past you to the bedroom, not even sparing a glance at you
• “i want all your shit out of here by the time i wake up.” it’s not a suggestion, even with the lack of authority in his voice. he sounds so drained, so helpless, so broken inside.
  
• he doesn’t know why he’s lying in bed. he’s not tired. he can’t sleep
• all it does is remind him of you. but it’s a good place to cry, he supposes. locked out from the world. just him, himself, and he. nobody else.
• especially not you

i rly wanna make an interactive au but would anybody even be interested

The most important thread:

Yeosang drinking

ATEEZ’S VISUAL TEAM IS SO SUPERIOR

He is the best, HE IS THE BEST WITH THIS LOOK

I really don’t care what people say but you have to admit that Yeosang is 4th generations visual king.

Can we please talk about how Yeosang’s airport fashion is so good? He deserves to be talked about this topic. ✨

KQ PLEASE GIVE HIM MORE SCREEN TIME, DON’T WASTE THIS TALENT AND VISUAL

“I’veworked hard on myself and achieved things but then again, if they’re things that ATINY can’t recognizeorcan’t see then they’re parts of me that cannot be seen with one’s eyes. Therefore, as much as I’m feeling right now, I feel like I should become a person that ATINY can be even prouder of in the future.

And he suggested ”FROM“ as today’s song, i love him so much. We don’t deserve his pure heart.

“we must debut and stand on stages. i want to fail with you if i have to fail and succeed with you if i have to succeed”

DON’T FORGET THOSE JONGSANG PHOTOS

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I don’t know if you notice it but Yeosang is so uneasy with his appearance. He looks so cold outside and people hate him because of this. He’s aware of everything and he says every time he’s not cold actually. If you follow interviews, he said this thousand of times and i feel bad for him. Look at his bright smile, eyes and face. If someone around you don’t love him please show this. I feel so uncomfortable for this, he’s one of the most sympathetic person i’ve ever seen. Please don’t hate him, love him.

DON’T FORGET THIS YEOSANG BECAUSE HIS OUTFIT IS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL AND HE’S SO SMOL IN, I CAN’T-