Wooyoung's POV

"San-ah, stop it," I giggled, bucking my legs out to try and get San off me. He just chuckled and wrapped his arms tighter around my waist, his fingers digging into my sides. I was laughing uncontrollable at this point but there was nothing I could do as San was two times stronger than me. Instead, I decided to play dirty by twisting slightly so I could aim my knee for his groin. He anticipated it immediately and was quick to let me go and shove me away so I couldn't hit him where it hurts most. I stumbled to stay on my feet before turning to face him and lifting my arms in a defensive stance, wiggling my eyebrows at him as he chuckled.

"Wooyoung, San, we're in the middle of practice. Pay attention, you go hoarse around later as much as you want but not when we're working," Hongjoong scolded them as us put down his water bottle. We were supposed to be having a couple minute water break but somehow San and I had started mucking around a bit. However Hongjoong's voice told us he wasn't in the mood for any talk back so we quickly stopped what we were doing and got serious again. I stretched out my back before walking over to my position again and running through the choreo in my head as I waited for the others to finish up.

Practice continued for another hour, Yunho stepping in to run us through the choreography while watching us with hawk-like eyes, pointing out every mistake that he noticed. There was one part of mine in particular that he had to point out a few times and it angered me. Not because he was pointing it out, but because there was something for him to point out in the first place.

"Mingi, do you want to head with me to the studio tonight," Hongjoong asked as he zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I want to keep working on that song we were doing the other day," Mingi replied with a nod.

"What else is everyone doing," Hongjoong asked, glancing around to the others in the room.

"Sangie, Jjongie and I are going to go try that new Chinese restaurant that opened up down the street," Seonghwa said. I pouted to myself at that as no one had asked if I had wanted to come. It would have bummed me more but I was already practicing to stay back a bit longer to practice so it's not like I could come anyway.

"I'm going to hang here for a bit longer. I want to break down that move a bit more," I said before taking a sip of my water.

"Oh, I can stay back with you if you'd like," Yunho offered quickly. I know how much Yunho likes to help us out but I also know he hasn't had much relaxing time lately so I want to let him just have some down time for a bit tonight. It's not often that we get early finishes with nothing else to do after.

"That's ok. I'm just going to go over it for a little bit by myself. You can head home and relax," I said, wrapping my arms around his large frame. He chuckled lightly and leant his head down to gently bump again my head.

"Ok, but don't overwork yourself alright," he said sternly.

"Yes Woo, I don't want to find out tomorrow that you overdid it," Hongjoong added on as he paused at the door and turned to me. I grinned sheepishly and curled closer to Yunho. It may have happened a couple of times where I went really hard for too long and woke up in pain the next day due to the strain.

"I'll be good Hyung, I promise," I said with a grin.

"You better. I want you curled up asleep when I get home. I will be coming by here before I head home to make sure that you have already left," Hongjoong said. I wanted to joke around but I knew that he was being serious so I stepped away from Yunho and nodded.

"Good. Let's go Mingi," Hongjoong said, nodding to the younger and the two of them left the room. Jongho, Yeosang and Seonghwa followed quickly after.

"Are you sure you don't want anyone staying with you," San asked, making me look over to see had paused in the doorway with Yunho.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Are you two heading home," I asked them.

"I think we're just going to watch a movie and relax. I would go out if I had the energy but I don't," San said with a shrug.

"Alright. I'll see you two later, I shouldn't be too long," I said. They both nodded before they exited the room, leaving me alone.

I spent the next hour practicing, going over the one song, focusing mainly on that one part. It was a little tiring but it was so worth it as when I finally got it right, I felt so proud of myself. I couldn't stop the grin from slipping onto my face as the song stopped for the last time after I had done every move successfully. I clapped lightly before I decided it was time to pack up. I packed up all of my things, slipping on my hoodie (Yeosang's) and zipping up my bag. As I left the room, I made sure to turn the lights off and close the door behind myself. With my bag slung over my shoulder and my hood up to keep me warm, I walked down the halls to head to the exit, sending a quick message to one of our drivers to let them know that I was heading out.

"Oh, Wooyoung-ssi." I looked up from my phone and paused my walking as I heard my name, seeing a staff member walk over to me.

"Oh, hi," I said slowly, confused as to why she was stopping me.

"Sorry to disturb you Wooyoung-ssi but there was an envelope left at the front desk for you," the staff said. I rose an eyebrow in confusion, wondering who exactly would send a letter to me and leave it at the front desk. It was odd but I shrugged it off and grabbed the envelope, slipping it into my pocket.

"Thanks," I said, flashing them a small smile. They bowed quickly and I reciprocated before we both continued on our way. It was lightly raining outside so I jogged to the car that was waiting outside, hurrying inside and buckling up as I popped my bag on the seat. The drive back to the dorm wasn't long and I thanked the driver before rushing up the steps and unlocking the door to go inside. I closed it behind me and locked it again before wiping my feet on the mat and walking down the hall. I glanced at the living room as I passed by, seeing San and Yunho sitting on the couch watching a movie as they had said. San glanced up and gave me a small smile to which I waved at him softly before he turned his attention back to the TV. I continued on to my room, dumping my bag and slipping off my shoes before grabbing a change of clothes and heading to the bathroom. I had a quick shower, cleaning my body but making sure to keep my hair dry. I really couldn't be bothered drying my hair even if it would only take a few extra minutes. I dried off after the shower and went back to my room, dumping the dirty clothes into my hamper. I had slipped the envelope out of my pocket so I sat down on my bed and opened it in anticipation to find out what exactly it was about. My eyebrows rose as I read the letter inside.

Dear my lovely Wooyoung,

You are so beautiful, the most gorgeous person in the world. It pains me to hear you sometimes don't see yourself that way but it's ok, I can love you enough for the both of us. You're amazing and talented and I absolutely adore you my Wooyoungie.

I hope you always stay in good health. I will continue to wait for you my Wooyoungie, you are mine.

Your Love

It was a love letter, that much was obvious as I read over it. It was actually a little sweet in some places but the ending was a little bit creepy, how they said I was theirs. But it just sounds like a harmless fan with a little crush on me. I just shrugged it off and chucked the letter in the bin before leaving my room and heading over to the loungeroom. The movie was most likely almost done so there was no point watching but that wasn't why I was coming out. I was coming out for my daily dose of cuddles. I padded my way behind the couch before moving in front of it and settling down beside San, curling up into his side. He shuffled around slightly so he was closer to me and lifted his arm, wrapping it around my shoulder to hold me closer. I dropped my head down onto his shoulder and let out a sigh, melting into him. He stopped moving after that, just continued to watch the movie. I didn't even pay attention to what the movie was, just closed my eyes and let the light sounds and San's soft breaths lull me into a peaceful sleep.

~~~~~

I was woken up by a small stream of light flicking through the curtains and landing on my face. I sighed and tried to shift away but I couldn't really do much, instead inching slightly closer to a warmth. I yawned and let my eyes slip open, huffing out a fond sigh as I saw San's sleeping face. It reminded me of an interview where San said he wakes up to my face in the morning and is happy and it made my heart flutter softly. I glanced around and noticed that I was in he and Yunho's room, cuddled on San's bed. He or Yunho must have carried me here last night after I fell asleep on the couch. I yawned again but curled closer to San, nuzzling my head into his chest. We have things to do today but I haven't heard an alarm and no one has come in to wake us up which means it's probably too early to wake up so why not get in some extra cuddle time to recharge. It was only a few minutes later that the door to the room opened and Seonghwa walked inside.

"Come on you three, it's time to get up," he said as he walked over to Yunho's bed to gently shake him awake. Once Yunho was starting to wake, Seonghwa then turned to us.

"Morning Youngie, can you get Sannie up," he asked.

"Do we have to," I asked with a huff. I was enjoying the extra cuddle time.

"Yes, you do. I already let everyone sleep as long as possible but we have an interview that we need to go to, so you have to hurry up and get ready," Seonghwa said. I pouted but knew I couldn't argue so I pulled myself up and turned to San.

"Sannie, time to wake up," I said softly as I gave his shoulders a gentle shake. He shifted slightly, letting out a whine as he curled up more but I quickly shook him harder to make sure he woke up.

"Come on San, Hwa Hyung said it's time to wake up. We need to get ready for the interview," I said. San sighed but his eyes slipped open and he sat up with a stretch.

"I'm awake," he said with a yawn.

"Good. Now hurry up, you don't want to make Joong Hyung angry," I said, slipping off the bed quickly to go get myself ready. Hongjoong is usually pretty level-headed but he absolutely hates it if we're late to any schedules. I ducked down the hall and into the room I shared with Yeosang and Jongho who were already dressed.

"You're leaving getting ready a little late aren't you," Yeosang said as I padded over to my bed. I frowned at him in annoyance before grabbing my clothes and ducked to the bathroom to get changed.

Once we were all ready, we left the dorm and headed out to the van parked out front. San and I went to the back of the van and sat down, San sitting beside the window while I sat in the middle so I was next to him. He took out his earbuds and handed one to me, which I quickly slipped into my ear. He lifted his arm and I shifted over under it, leaning against his side while he pulled up his tiktok's for us to watch on the drive over.

~~~~~

The interview went smoothly as usual, Hongjoong taking control as the leader but making sure everyone was included. There was one point where I noticed Mingi had been relatively quiet and was going to try to involve him but Hongjoong bet me to it, drawing the younger rapper into the conversation seamlessly. This is the reason why Hongjoong is our leader, our captain. He is so attuned to all of us and does his best to make sure no one is left out. After the interview, we went straight to KQ as it was time for dance practice. Everyone got dressed into our practice gear before we began warm ups. It was when I was putting my clothes back into my bag that I noticed there was a envelope in there with my name on it. I frowned in confusion, wondering how it got there but just figured I staff had put it there after someone left it for me. I shrugged it off and went over to stretch with the others.

"Make sure you warm up properly guys, we don't need any injuries so close to the tour. Jongho and Wooyoung, I'm talking specifically about you two," Hongjoong said, glancing towards me. I grinned and stalked over to him, opening my arms before flopping my weight on top of him. He yelped and caught me quickly out of instinct and probably fear of me getting hurt.

"Wooyoung-ah," he groaned, pushing me off him quickly. I giggled and went back to my position to continue stretching, satisfied with having annoyed him. Sometimes it's just too fun to not annoy him.

"Who is taking practice today given that it's supposed to be just us," Jongho asked.

"Yunho's going to be running it," Seonghwa replied. San and I both quietly groaned at the same time, knowing that meant no funny business today. Yunho is a fantastic dancer and a great teacher but he is very strict. San and I locked eyes, giggling quietly at our in sync reaction.

"Alright, let's get into it. We're starting with Crazy Form but don't go too hard from the get go. We'll ease into it with a few casual run throughs and then get going," Yunho said. Everyone nodded and we got into our positions for the beginning of the song.

We went through a few different songs and it was while we were running through Fireworks that something happened. It was my centre part in the song and I slid to the front. Doing my part and jumping up and down on the spot however when I landed on the ground, there was what felt like a click and a sharp burst of pain, my ankle buckling beneath me. I yelped and crashed to the ground, fear shooting through me as I registered what happened. I have just come back from an ankle injury not long ago and it killed me to be out so long. I can't be hurt again. I can't have hurt my ankle. I started to panic, my heart racing and my breathing picking up as I laid on the ground, refusing to move, refusing to acknowledge that I had hurt it again. Before I could stop myself, I started to sob, tears streaming down my face.

"Youngie." Hongjoong was beside me in an instant, knelt down on the ground as his hands hovered over my body. He settled for resting a hand on my arm and squeezing gently.

"Woo, Wooyoung-ah, just try to take a deep breath for me ok. Try to breathe in with me," Hongjoong said quickly, shuffling closer to me. He gently grabbed my chin and turned my head so I was focused on him, not my leg and I let out another sob.

"Shh, deep breaths Youngie. It's ok, just try to breathe for me," he said.

"Hyungie," I gasped, reaching out for him. He quickly wrapped me up in his arms, rubbing his hand up and down my arm to calm me down as best as he could. I was still crying but I managed to stop sobbing, taking a few breaths to try and calm myself, though I was still scared.

"Talk to me Young-ah, what happened," he asked.

"My ankle clicked. Hyungie it hurt, it hurts," I cried. I heard him suck in a breath before holding me tighter.

"Seonghwa, can you check out his ankle," Hongjoong asked. A few seconds later, Seonghwa was knelt down near my feet.

"Let me know if anything hurts too bad," Seonghwa said. I whimpered and curled closer to Hongjoong, burying my face into his chest so I wouldn't have to see. I was scared, so scared this could put me out for majority of this tour as well. I've already let down Atiny enough. I was nervous about Seonghwa moving my ankle around and I tensed up at the first touch but slowly relaxed as he moved it around and I didn't feel any pain. I sniffled softly before turning my head slightly, peaking out to see what Seonghwa was doing. He was poking and prodding at my foot to see if anything was wrong but I didn't feel any pain, nothing felt wrong.

"How is it," Hongjoong asked quietly, directing the question at Seonghwa. I clenched my hand nervously in Hongjoong's shirt, praying that it wasn't anything too bad.

"It seems fine. I can't find any bruises or swelling. Does it hurt Wooyoung," Seonghwa asked me.

"No, not anymore. I think I may have just slipped and started panicking. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt practice," I said quietly, flushing red in embarrassment. Hongjoong sighed and tugged my back to his chest. I went willingly and my heart lifted when I felt a kiss get pressed to my hair. It's not often that Hongjoong will willingly show us affection.

"It's ok, we're just glad it isn't anything worse. You had me panicking for a minute there," he said softly.

"Sorry," I mumbled sheepishly.

"Come on, I'll help you up," Hongjoong said as he stood and grabbed my arm. Yunho hurried over and grabbed my other arm, the two of them gently lifting me up.

"I can get up by myself, nothings actually wrong," I pointed out.

"You still may have tweaked something. I want you to sit out the rest of practice for now ok. We'll have it quickly checked out by the medic later just to make sure everything is fine. Once it's all cleared, you can join us again tomorrow," Hongjoong instructed. My hart clenched at that and I shook my head. I can't just sit and watch while they all work hard and I just do nothing.

"I'm ok Hyung, I can keep practicing," I said quickly.

"I know, but I want to take this precaution. This isn't up for debate Woo, you're going to sit out for the rest of practice," Hongjoong said. I huffed but didn't argue, knowing this was something Hongjoong was willing to take to the grave. He gets very protective at times, especially if he worries someone is hurt.

"Come on, you can sit on my hoodie," San said as he guided me over to the mirror. I frowned but sat down as instructed, bring my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them to watch the rest of practice.

It was an hour in that I started to feel a little restless. I felt so useless just sitting there and doing nothing at all. Everyone was going hard and giving it their all as it's not long until our tour, and I was just sitting there doing nothing. I was being useless, the weak link and I didn't even have any injuries. On the next drink break I just stayed where I was, watching the others do their own thing. I sighed to myself and closed my eyes, leaning my head back against the wall. My knees were still drawn to my chest and my arms were wrapped around them, my hands unconsciously clenching and unclenching around my pants. I was startled when I felt a hand on my knee and my eyes snapped open to see Jongho of all people sitting down beside me. He gave me a sad smile before leaning closer and hugging me lightly. I was shocked at the action but instantly latched onto him as well, nuzzling my head into his shoulder. He surprisingly let me do as I pleased.

"It's ok to sit out Woo Hyung. I want you to sit out so you can look after yourself. I hate seeing you so hurt and upset and it would kill me if you injured yourself further and needed surgery. So please just relax for now alright. You're a fantastic dancer and you already know the choreography well, missing a couple hours of practice won't change anything," Jongho told me quietly. I smiled softly and glanced up at him, only seeing concern in his eyes.

"Ok Jongie, I'll sit out and relax," I said. He looked happy at that, giving a nod before he started to pull away. I quickly hugged him tighter once more though before pulling away.

"Thank you, I needed that," I admitted softly.

"Of course. Any time Hyung," he said.

"I can hug you anytime," I teased, wiggling my eyebrows slightly. He scoffed and rolled his eyes, shaking his head before walking off. I just grinned happily and relaxed to watch the rest of practice.

Practice went on for another 2 or 3 hours before Hongjoong finally announced that we were done and everyone flopped to the floor in exhaustion. I felt a little out of place where I was sitting as I was fine while the others were all tired but San came over and flopped to the floor, his head resting in my lap. I smiled softly and dropped my hand down to rest on his head, gently running my fingers through his sweaty hair.

"You did well today, it was nice to watch," I said quietly, knowing it would make him happy as people don't realise it but he relies heavily on praise to know he is doing well.

"Thanks," he said, a shy smile slipping on his face, his dimples making an appearance.

"Hey, is everyone free to maybe get some takeout and having dinner together," Mingi asked. Everyone agreed to head back to the dorms for dinner together tonight to spend some more time as a group. Everyone started to pack up so I stood and grabbed my bag, heading out of the room to wait at the front for the others. I remembered the note as I was waiting so I slipped it out of my bag and opened it before reading it.

Dear my lovely Wooyoung,

Everyday I am reminded of your stunning beauty. You are flawless, such a perfect specimen that god has created for me.

Stay in good health my Wooyoungie, I will be watching you

Your Love

Along with the letter, out slid a photocard of me. It was an interesting letter, a bit odd in my opinion but I just frowned and shrugged it off, chucking it in the bin, though I kept the photocard. The others joined me a few minutes later and I gave the photocard to San who chuckled and slid it into the back of his phone case.

~~~~~

A couple of days later it was time for us to do a photoshoot. It was pretty early in the morning so none of us were too keen on doing it as we were tired but Seonghwa and Hongjoong made sure to get us moving and we arrived on time. We took turns in getting our makeup done in pairs and Yeosang and I were first so I sat in the makeup chair and allowed our makeup artist to get it done. Once I was finished, I got up and went over to the couch where Mingi was sitting. I grinned and flopped down, resting my head in his lap.

"Hey," Mingi said with a small smile as he started to play with my hair.

"Hi," I replied with a grin. He chuckled and continued to play with my hair until it was his turn to get his makeup done. We started with the individual photos, going from youngest to oldest. I giggled as I watched Jongho pose, everyone cheering him on while he took his photos. It took about 20 minutes for him to finish and then it was my turn. I stepped up and walked over to the set, smiling and nodding to the photographer. This photographer is one that we have worked with quite a few times so we were more comfortable around him.

"Looking beautiful as ever Wooyoung-ssi, let's get these photos done," he said with a smile. I nodded and got into the first pose as he directed me.

"Alright, now look directly at the camera and just give me some really intense eyes," he told me. I nodded and did as directed. I heard a few whistles coming from the others and I fought hard to keep a smile from slipping onto my face.

"Looking hot Mr Sexy Performance." I giggled at Mingi's words, breaking my focus and making the photographer sigh fondly.

"Come on boys, stop distracting him or we'll never get through everyone," he called out.

"Sorry Juyeon-ssi," Mingi chuckled.

"Alright, let's get to the next pose. I want you to sit and lean back, rest your right hand behind you to keep your body propped up and bring your left hand to rest on your face," the photographer instructed me and I did as asked.

My turn taking the photos took longer than Jongho's did because Mingi and Yeosang decided they wanted to keep trying to make me laugh. Unfortunately that wasn't too hard but Juyeon was really good about it. As I got up and made my way off the set, I whacked Mingi's shoulder as I went past. He giggled before going over to start his turn. I took off the jacket I was wearing and put it on the back of a chair before going over to the other side of the room to get a cup of water. I grabbed a plastic cup from the side and filled it up with cold water but before I could take a sip, someone walked up to me.

"Wooyoung-ssi right," she asked.

"Uh yes, how can I help you," I asked, bowing slightly to be polite as I turned to her.

"I work at the reception and this was left for you," she said, holding out a familiar looking envelope. Ok, now that's a little weird. How could the letter possibly get here when we just came here for the shoot? I frowned in confusion, glancing at the letter before I realised she was still holding out the letter.

"Ah, thank you," I said as I grabbed it from her. She nodded and bowed before leaving. I quickly drunk my water before dropping the cup in the bin and turning to the envelope. I opened it and took out the letter to read.

Wooyoung,

Seeing your face everyday makes me happy however I've been noticing something that angers me. San is trying to take you away from me, I see the way he acts with you. He's trying to take you away from me and he needs to keep his hands off of my man

Stay safe my love, I will be watching

Your Love

Ok so this one creeped me out a bit. What on earth are they talking about, San trying to steal me from them? First of all I'm not theirs and I'm certainly not San's. San is my best friend, my soulmate, we don't even think of each other in that way at all. I frowned in annoyance and scrunched up the letter, stuffing it into the trash can. It had me unsettled slightly so I walked back to our seating area. My eyes scanned the area before landing on Seonghwa who was lounging on one of the couches, scrolling on his phone. I quickly made my way over to him, crawling onto the couch between his legs to lay down on him.

"Young-ah," he whined, pushing at me weakly with his arm.

"Sorry Hyung, can I just have a pick me up if that's ok," I asked quietly. He immediately stopped pushing me away and opened his arms, allowing me to settle down on top of him.

"Of course Youngie. All you have to do is ask. Are you ok," he asked me worriedly. I nodded and snuggled down, relaxing in his hold.

"I'm ok, just a little tired," I said quietly.

"Alright, well you can relax here with me until it's my turn," he said, patting my back softly.

~~~~~

The next day was a rare opportunity where we were done by 2pm and had the rest of the day to do our own thing. Mingi and Yunho took the day to go out to a water park and do some more filming there. Seonghwa, Yeosang and Jongho were out doing some shopping. Hongjoong as usual decided to hit the studio for some extra work which just left San and I at the dorms to relax. We were gaming for a bit before splitting off to do our own thing. I got a bit hungry around 6pm so I headed into the kitchen to find something to eat. I wasn't really in the mood to cook anything so I went to the fridge to try and find some leftovers that I could eat. I found some pasta from the day before that definitely wasn't Yeosang's and I grabbed it out of the fridge, taking it over to the microwave to eat it up. I put it in for 2 minutes and sat back to wait. While I was waiting, I heard what sounded like a knock so I paused it and headed to the hall. I glanced towards the doorway to see if anyone was there but I didn't notice anything. I thought maybe I had imagined it but I decided to check it out.

I walked down the hall and looked through the peep hole to see if anyone was out there, however I couldn't see anyone. As I was looking around though, I noticed something on the ground but I couldn't quite see what it was. I sighed and unlocked the door before opening it. My eyes immediately landed on an envelope sitting on the ground and my stomach dropped. This is our home. This is where we live. How is someone able to come to our doorstep and rin-. I grabbed it quickly and slammed the door closed, locking the door quickly. I hurried back to the kitchen and ripped the envelope open that was large than the usual ones. A number of photos slipped out onto the bench and I turned my attention to them. They weren't like the photocard that was in a previous envelope. No, these were photos that weren't online, photos shot from a distance, through windows, in different places. There were photos of me in the dorm, in my room, photos of us in hotels, private schedules. I gasped and grabbed the letter quickly.

YOU ARE MINE

I WONT LET ANYONE GET IN THE WAY OF OUR LOVE. YOU ARE MINE JUNG WOOYOUNG. MINE

SAN CANNOT HAVE YOU I WONT LET HIM. I WILL KILL HIM FOR TRYING TO GET BETWEEN US. I WILL TAKE WHAT IS MINE

EITHER I WILL HAVE YOU OR NO ONE WILL

I stumbled back in terror, my heart racing as my breathing picked up quickly. This isn't just a harmless fan letter, not just someone being a little too forward. This is someone threatening to hurt my family in order to get to me. How could I be so stupid? How could I not see the signs that this was a sasaeng? Why on earth have I not told anyone? The letter terrified me and for the first time ever, I felt scared in my home, I felt scared being alone.

I ran from the kitchen, sprinting down the hall to Yunsan's room where I knew San would be. I opened the door quickly, too frantic to worry about it being loud. I stepped inside but froze as I saw San sitting at his desk with his phone propped up on the tripod as he laughed. Oh shit, he's on live. San turned to me with a smile but that slipped off his face immediately as he seemed to take in my state.

"You ok? What's wrong," he asked worriedly. I hesitated as I remembered the live but the need for comfort and to feel safe won out in the end and I rushed over. I hugged him tightly as he spun the chair to face me. I buried my head into his neck and clung to him desperately as he hugged me back.

"You're shaking," he whispered into my ear so only we could hear. It was then that I realised I was indeed shaking in his hold, my hands shaking really badly as I clenched them in his shirt. I turned my head slightly so I could whisper in his ear, feeling a few tears begin to slip down my face though I was trying not to cry.

"P-Please end it. N-Need you," I whimpered, feeling him tense against.

"Thank you for joining me for this live Atiny. Unfortunately I have to go now because this baby had a bit of a kitchen mishap. Goodbye everyone, stay happy and healthy," San called out and I felt him move around for a few seconds.

"Talk to me Wooyoung, what's going on," he said quickly as he pulled my back slightly so he could look at me. When he met my eyes, he frowned and lifted a hand to brush away my tears.

"You're literally shaking and crying right now. What happened," he asked worriedly.

"I um, I messed up. I didn't realise it was getting so bad," I said nervously.

"Didn't realise what was getting so bad? Wooyoung you haven't told me what happening but you're worrying me a lot right now," he said. I opened my mouth to explain but ended up sobbing so I tried to compose myself.

"Hey, hey, just breathe. I'm here, just take a deep breath and explain to me," he said softly. I sniffled and drew in a deep breath to steady myself.

"I've been getting these letters recently and I thought it was just a fan letter admiring me though they said some odd stuff. Yesterday one was left at the photography studio and it was a bit different compared to the others but I didn't think much of it but. But Sannie they brought one here. Th-they said I was theirs and that you were trying to steal me and they were going to hurt you. Th-that if they can't have me no one can. There's photos of me in my room and out at hotels. Sannie I'm scared," I cried. His eyes widened and he tugged me into a firm hug.

"What the fuck Wooyoung, why wouldn't you say anything the second you got the first letter," he asked me.

"I didn't think much of it but now I'm terrified. Sannie, I want anyone to get hurt, please don't let them hurt me," I sobbed. I could barely even think, too scared that this person could somehow get into the dorm and attack us.

"Woo sasaengs can be really dangerous," he scolded me. It only made me cry harder as I remembered the revelation I had in the doorway.

"Sannie they left it at the front door. They rang they doorbell, they're still out there," I whimpered. San yanked me back quickly and I saw that his eyes were wide.

"As in outside the door," he asked hurriedly and I nodded with a sob. San shot up from his chair and grabbed his phone with one hand, curling his other around my wrist and yanking me forwards. I stumbled after him quickly in confusion but he dragged us into the bathroom and slammed the door closed.

"Go sit in the bathtub," he said quickly as he locked the door. I just whimpered and stood closer to him so he quickly guided me over to the bathtub.

"Come on, sit down," he said softly as he stepped in and sat down. I followed quickly, wrapping my arms around him tightly and trying to calm down my body that was still shaking.

"I'm here, you're safe. Just breathe Young-ah," he said softly, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I let out a breath and curled closer, closing my eyes to try and relax more.

"You've called emergency services, do you need police, fire or ambulance." I slipped my eyes back open curiously and looked to see that San had his phone to his ear.

"I need police," San said. There was a beep and then someone else connected to the line.

"Emergency services, what address do you require the police." San quickly gave them our address while his free hand slipped to the back of my neck and he begun to knead it softly to try and relax me more.

"What is your emergency."

"My name is Choi San, I am a KPOP Idol and we're having an issue with a sasaeng. They have photos of my band member in private places and they came to our dorm. They've made threats of harm and we're worried they may still be lurking outside our building so we'd appreciate having someone come to check it out if possible," San explained.

"Ok, the police have been advised. I just need to run through some questions with you but first can I get your best contact phone number." I relaxed at the knowledge that the authorities would be coming.

"Of course, it's **********," San replied quickly.

"Ok. Is anyone injured."

"No. This person hasn't made direct contact yet but they've made threats and they've been sending, it was letters wasn't it jagi," San asked me softly and I nodded.

"Yeah they've been sending letters," San said.

"Ok, you said they came to your dorm? When was this." San glanced at me again and I thought about it.

"Less than 10 minutes ago. I came to you almost right after I read the letter," I whispered.

"They were at our front door less than 10 minutes ago but we have no idea if they've left or if they're still waiting around. They did make threats to harm me with the letter they left," San explained.

"Ok. How many people are in the dorm."

"Just two. I'm here with one of my bandmates and the rest are all out," San replied.

"Where are you two currently in the house."

"We're in one of our bathrooms. It's on the left side down our hall near the back of the house," San described.

"And are you two currently safe."

"I think so, for now anyway. The dorm is locked and I locked the bathroom door as well just in case," San said.

"Good. That's very good. Will one of you be able to open the door when the police arrive."

"Yeah, I'll open it," San replied with a nod, though the operator wouldn't be able to see it.

"Ok. The police are on their way and should be in there within 5 minutes, in the mean time make sure you keep yourself safe. If you believe you're in any danger, move to a safe location and call back on 112 if anything changes."

"Thank you," San said with a sigh before hanging up.

"You doing ok," he asked softly as he turned to me. I nodded and sniffled, wiping the remnants of tears on my sleeve.

"Good. Just relax, we're safe ok," he said softly. He dialled another number on his phone and waited as it rung. I frowned, wondering who he was calling now.

"San, what's up." Right, Hongjoong needs to know.

"Hyung I need you to come home. Wooyoung and I are safe and unharmed but something has happened and we need you back at the dorm," San said.

"What? What's happened," Hongjoong asked quickly.

"It's too much to explain right now so I'll tell you when you get here. Just know we aren't hurt but don't be alarmed when you see the police outside," San said. I bit my lip nervously at the way San was putting it, knowing it wouldn't ease Hongjoong's mind in any way.

"Mingi and I are on our way," Hongjoong said before the phone was hung up.

"We're going to be ok," San said. I sniffled and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him tighter. His hands slipped down under my thighs and scooped me up, pulling me into his lap so we could be closer.

"Are you ok," he asked.

"I'm scared," I replied.

"You're safe, I promise. If anything happens, I will protect you," San promised firmly, making me relax more.

"Thank you," I said quietly, forever grateful for how quickly he took control of the situation to look after me. His hand came up to gently cup my cheek, making sure I was looking at him.

"You can never do this again ok Wooyoung. You can't put your safety at risk, you need to tell someone whenever something is wrong," he said sternly.

"Ok," I whispered, not finding it in me to say anything else. He nodded before letting me rest against his chest again.

We sat like that together for a few minutes before I heard the sound of sirens getting closer. I lifted my head up and San sat up as well, his head turning towards the noise. He started to sit up so I followed along with him, allowing him to tug me up out of the bathtub.

"Make sure you stay behind me ok," he said quickly. I nodded and stepped up to his back, clenching my hand in his shirt. We left the bathroom, walking slowly down the hall as there was a knock on the door. San stopped outside of his room and turned to me.

"Go inside and lock the door. Stay in there until one of us come and get you. That's going to be the police but I just want to make sure you're safe," he said. I was nervous but I listened and slipped into the room as there was another knock on the door and someone identified themselves as police. San left quickly and I closed the door, locking it as instructed by San. I was nervous still and didn't know what to do so I pressed my ear to the door. I wasn't sure what was happening but there was definitely movement and I could hear people talking. I bit my nails anxiously before moving away from the door and sitting down on Yunho's bed, drawing my knees to my chest.

The wait was agonising as I wasn't sure what was going on, I just sat on the bed for what felt like ages but was probably only about 5 or 10 minutes until there was a knock on the door to the room. I perked up at that, my attention shifting to the door.

"Youngie, can Hyung come in please." I jumped up quickly and ran to the door as I heard Hongjoong's voice. I grabbed the door handle and swung it open quickly. Before I even got the chance to say anything, Hongjoong arms were wrapped around me as he hugged me tightly. I sagged instantly, hugging him back and leaning into him. He walked us back a few steps so I was further in the room and he rubbed a hand up and down my back.

"Why didn't you say anything aegi," he whispered.

"I'm sorry, I just thought it was something harmless," I said sadly, hearing Hongjoong sigh.

"I saw the letters and the photos Wooyoung. It is definitely not harmless," he said. My eyes welled up with tears as I remembered the letter and a choked sob slipped out.

"I'm sorry," I whimpered.

"Shh, it's ok. I'm just worried about you. I want you to remain safe and protected," Hongjoong said softly as he moved his hand up to pat the back of my head gently.

"Are you hurt," he asked me.

"No, nothing like that. I just got scared when I saw the letter," I said.

"San said there were others. Were they like that? Because that is terrifying," Hongjoong said as he pulled back from the hug and wiped my face with his sleeve.

"No, they weren't anything like that. They were kind of just praising me and saying they loved me. The one yesterday was a little unhappy with San but nothing like this one," I said, shaking my head.

"Ok. In future if this ever happens, you need to tell me straight away Wooyoung," Hongjoong said sternly.

"I will, I promise," I said. And I will. I think I've learnt my lesson on brushing things off so easily.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt but the policeman want to get a statement from Wooyoung," San said as he walked into the room. I sighed but nodded, wiping my eyes as I went to walk out, however Hongjoong grabbed my hand to stop him. I turned to him in confusion.

"Are you ok to go and talk to them. If you're not feeling up it, I can ask for them to wait until tomorrow," he said. I smiled softly at his concern, giving his hand a light squeeze.

"I'm ok, I promise. But maybe, could you come with me," I asked and he nodded instantly.

"We both will, come on," San said, grabbing my other hand. It was a little embarrassing and I felt a bit like a kid as I had them both walking me hand in hand down the hall but it kept my relaxed so I let it go. There were two policeman in the loungeroom with Mingi sat across from them chatting. Mingi glanced up and I let go of the other two to go and sit beside him. His arm instantly went behind my back to rest on my waist for comfort.

"Wooyoung-ssi, correct," one officer asked and I nodded.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Officer Jung and this is Officer Hwang," he said making me smile softly.

"My family name is Jung," I said shyly, making him chuckle.

"It's a great name," he said with a nod.

"We just need to take a statement from you and then we can get going," Officer Hwang said. Does that mean they didn't find anyone around?

"Can you explain what's been happening. It's to my understanding that you were the one targeted with the letters," Officer Jung said.

"Yeah, um. So I got the first letter about a week ago, it was left with our reception at the company building. It wasn't anything too concerning as it was just like any fan letter we get sometimes, only it went to the reception. The second one came the next day and again it wasn't anything worrying except it was in my dance bag I use for practice. I don't know why but I didn't stop to think about how it got there, I guess I just assumed a staff member dropped it off. Looking back now, it was probably a lot more concerning than I thought. The third letter came yesterday and this one gave me a red flag as it went to the reception at a studio we were at for a few hours for a shoot. It also was the first one that mentioned San. It said something about him trying to steal me from them and that I was theirs but I-, god I'm so stupid," I cried, dropping my head into my hands. Looking back now, I was such an idiot not to say anything. How could I think that was normal, that it was ok.

"Wooyoung look at me." I sniffled and lifted up my head to see Hongjoong knelt in front of me.

"It's ok. Your past decisions are in the past, we aren't judging you. You are a very trusting person, we all know that, that's just who you are. But once again you're blaming yourself when the other person is at fault," Hongjoong said with a frown. I sniffled but nodded, taking a deep breath to compose myself as I looked back over to the officers.

"I brushed it off again for some reason, cos I was stu-. Because I didn't think much of it," I corrected with a light giggle as Hongjoong squeezed my hand the second I was about to berate myself.

"The last letter was the one that came today. I'm not sure if you saw it but it was nothing like the others. The others always started of addressed to me in some form of way and ended with Your Love. This one didn't have any of this and was in all caps. They kept saying I'm theirs and they um, they threatened to kill Sannie, San for getting between us," I said with a sigh. Mingi tensed slightly but I felt him hold me closer.

"Ok, thank you for your statement. At this point in time, we've searched the surrounding area and found no one which means you are safe here. We would recommend that you increase security measures just to be sure because who knows what this person could be capable of," Officer Jung said.

"Will you try to find them though," Mingi asked.

"We will try to investigate however I won't lie, it's highly unlikely anything will come from it. We don't have enough information to have a suspect and we have no idea what this person looks like. Not to mention they hand delivered the letters so there's no way to trace them back," Officer Hwang said. I shifted uneasily at that. It means there's no way to make sure they don't come after me or one of the other members, like San. I looked up at the said person, seeing his arms were crossed over his chest and he was frowning.

"Sannie, I'm sorry," I said quietly, making him glance at me briefly before shaking his head and looking back to the officers. I flinched at that and curled in on myself slightly. He's not happy with me right now and I understand it, I've put his safety at risk.

"I'm sorry we can't do more but give us a call again if there's any worry to your safety," Officer Jung said.

"We will, thank you for your time and for making sure it was safe," Hongjoong said and it was then that I realised he had remained knelt down in front of me and holding my hand. The officers nodded and stood up before leaving the house. Less than a minute later the door was slammed opened and there were rushed footsteps.

"Why the hell are there police here? What happened," Jongho rushed out in a panic as he and the others hurried over.

"We're all ok. Wooyoung has a sasaeng but he's safe and I'll talk to management in the morning about upping security for his safety on schedules," Hongjoong said as he, Mingi and I stood up.

"What, are you ok," Yeosang said quickly as he swiftly came over to me and checked me over.

"Yeah, I'm ok. Just got a bit unsettled is all," I said quietly. My eyes flicked briefly back to San but he was talking to Seonghwa and not looking at me.

"What happened," Yunho asked me.

"Someone's just been leaving me letters and they got a bit disturbing," I said awkwardly with a shrug.

"Aish," he muttered, pulling me into a strong hug. He pulled away and Jongho instantly stepped up to give me a quick hug as well.

"Alright everyone, let's all get ready for bed. I know this has thrown everyone for a bit of a loop but we have a long day tomorrow," Hongjoong said. Everyone mumbled in agreement and we all headed off to our rooms.

"You sure you're ok," Yeosang asked as we were getting changed.

"I'm fine now. I was scared earlier but San was with me," I said with a shrug as I finished buttoning up my pyjama shirt.

"I'm just going to grab a drink of water," I added before leaving the room. I went over to the kitchen and poured myself some water before I noticed some movement in the corner of my eyes. I turned around quickly before pausing and my heart lifted. Seonghwa and Hongjoong were going around inspecting all of the windows and making sure they were locked properly. I smiled to myself and let out a breath, downing the water before heading back to my room. When I walked inside, I was surprised to see San curled up on my bed on his phone.

"Sannie," I questioned in confusion.

"I figured you could use the company tonight," he told me as he put down his phone.

"Oh. I thought you were angry with me," I admitted, jumping slightly as he shot up in bed.

"I'm sorry, what? What the hell? Why," he asked hurriedly. Ok, so perhaps I misread things earlier.

"Oh uh, when I apologised you shook your head at me. I thought you were annoyed that I've put you in danger now," I said with a shrug.

"Jeez Woo. Let's lay down, we have some things to explain to you," Yeosang said as he popped up beside me. I was confused, but allowed him to guide me to the bed where I ended up cuddled between him and San.

"You know how you say I'm so innocent an gullible," Yeosang asked, making me scoff.

"We all do because you are," I said with a shrug.

"Yeah well you're a bit the same sometimes. You always see the good in people, you struggle to see the threat they may pose," Yeosang said.

"You're too trusting of people Woo, but that's not a bad thing. It's a beautiful thing to be able to trust people so willingly. Hell you were so trusting, you bit Sangie the second day you met him," San pointed out, making me chuckle.

"Cos he was like a lost puppy," I said with a shrug.

"What we're trying to explain to you is that you've done nothing wrong," Yeosang said.

"Yes, what he said. I'm definitely not angry with you because I have nothing to be angry with you about. I was actually just frustrated that it was happening to you and it hurt me to see you so distraught over it," San said softly as he leant over and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Oh," I whispered.

"Yeah, oh," San said with a chuckle, cuddling close to me.

"But enough of that anyway. Right now we just need to get some sleep, no one is mad at you," San said. The words of my two best friends made me feel more at eased and relaxed and I settled down in their arms, my eyes slipping closed.

"Ok, is the love fest done? Can I turn off the lights," Jongho asked. We chuckled but nodded and he turned off the lights, letting us all fall asleep.

 A/N

Hello Everyone. Welcome to part 1 of this oneshot. I'm not kidding, it's way longer than I expected. I just had a random idea in regards to Woosan's tattoo and jotted it down on my phone. Then I spent like 4 or 5 hours at work making a proper plan and it got way too long lol. I was going to do it in one part but this is only half of my plan and is already just under 10,000 words so I've split it in 2. 

Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed Part 1

Please let me know what your favourite parts were.

Also I'm eager to know what you guys think could possibly happen in Part 2