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ATEEZ San (Astraphobia)

Wooyoung's POV

"Ok, so I'm going to read some questions from you guys now, send them through Atiny," I said as I leant back against my headboard. I've been on VLive for about 50 minutes, just talking and having fun like I usually do when I go on Vlive's. It started raining heavily about 40 minutes ago so I ended up moving from the loungeroom to my bedroom where it was quieter and the thunder couldn't be picked up as much. I looked through the comments before picking out some to answer as I went along.

"Who do I like better out of Sannie or Yeosangie," I said, reading out the first question I saw. This is a question I get asked a lot although I don't really know why.

"I love them both equally. Sannie is my soulmate and Yeosangie is my best friend," I replied confidently. I saw many comments but I quickly picked one.

"What is your favourite song from Fever Pt.3? I like all of them but I'm really enjoying Déjà vu at the moment, it's really fun to dance to and I'm loving the confidence Yeosangie has for this comeback. He's always had the potential, he's just lacked the confidence to show it all," I said. I continued to look through the comments for a good one when one suddenly caught my eye and I paused.

Ateezot74ever: Has the potential? Yeosang is shit, I don't know what you're looking at

My heart broke at the comment. Are people seriously still hating on Yeosang for no reason? I don't get how people can be so mean to him when he is such a pure and sweet person. Sure he has sass but that just adds to his lovely personality. I'll have to make sure I remember to keep an eye on Yeosang when he goes on VLive next, maybe join him if I see comments getting too much again. His confidence is good at the moment, I really don't want something like that to crush it. I realised I had been drifting into my mind a bit so I quickly picked the first question I saw.

"What do I think of Hongjoong Hyung as a leader? Hongjoong is the best leader, everything anyone could want in a leader. He does what he can to help us grow as a group but he always puts us first. He looks out for us and puts us before anything, it's heart-warming how much he cares about us," I said, a fond smile growing on my face. I answered a few more questions before I suddenly heard footsteps padding down the hall over the sound of the thunder. I paused and turned to look at the door, just as it slowly opened and I saw some tufts of dark hair. A few seconds later I saw San's head poke through, his eyes red and puffy and tears sliding down his face. Crap, I completely forgot how scared his is of thunder. How could I forget that?

"Sannie," I said, sitting up quickly. There was another crack of thunder and San yelped, a sob slipping out as he clenched his eyes shut and clutched onto the door tightly.

"Oh aegi," I cooed sympathetically. I opened my arms for him and he quickly rushed over, slipping into my arms. I leant back against the headboard and let him crawl into my lap, resting his head on my shoulder, his own shaking as he cried in fear.

"Shh, it's ok. I've got you, you're safe," I said softly.

"It's so loud," he whimpered, his hands fisting my shirt tightly. My heart broke at the fear in his voice and the trembling of his body.

"I know aegi. Do you want the headphones," I asked him softly. He quickly clenched my shirt tighter and whimpered, shaking his head quickly.

"Why not," I asked quietly.

"D-Don't go," he whimpered.

"Please don't go," he added quickly.

"Hey, shh. It's ok, I'm not going anywhere Sannie. I'm right here. I'll protect you, I promise," I said firmly. He pushed his face into my neck, his nose brushing against my skin gently. I smiled fondly and leant my head against his gently, rubbing my hand up and down his back in comfort.

"You're shaking darling," I said.

"M'scared," he replied quickly.

"I know. And I'm so sorry that I forgot," I said with a sigh.

"S'not your fault Young-ah," he said quietly. I pulled him closer to me and rocked him back and forth to try and calm him down.

San's POV

Thunder. Why is it even needed? I hate it, it's loud and scary and not needed at all. Whenever there's a storm, I usually end up cuddled up with Wooyoung on his bed with noise cancelling headphones and the sheets tucked around me tightly. It makes me feel safe to be wrapped up in Wooyoung's arms, he'll protect me from anything and everything. I was laying in bed when the rain started. It was heavy but it was just rain so I didn't pay too much attention to it, I just continued to scroll through Tik Tok.

"Come in," I called out when there was a knock at my door. It opened and in walked Hongjoong. I furrowed my eyebrows in concern as I saw just how exhausted he looks. He has a habit of spending way too much time in studio and not enough time sleeping.

"Hey Sannie, everything all good here," he asked, leaning against the door tiredly.

"Yeah I'm alright. Are you ok though? You look like you're about to drop dead," I said worriedly.

"What, yeah m'fine," he said slowly. I shot up and rushed over to him as he stumbled slightly, wrapping my arms around his waist tightly.

"Hyung, where's Hwa Hyung," I asked quickly. Seonghwa is the person who can usually get Hongjoong to relax.

"He's doing some extra practice, won't be back for a little while," he replied.

"Come lay down Hyung," I said gently. I slowly guided him over to my bed before laying him down.

"It's ok Sannie, I don't wanna bother you," he said, trying to sit back up but I quickly placed my hand on his shoulder to push him back down.

"Hyungie, it's fine. You aren't a bother. You need some sleep and I feel like cuddling someone," I said softly. He huffed slightly but nodded, his eyes drooping slightly. I quickly slipped onto the bed and pulled him into my arms so his head was resting on my shoulder. He flopped his arm over my waist and rolled over so he was half laying on top of me.

"Are you comfy there Hongjoongie Hyung," I asked fondly. He hummed in reply and I chuckled, running my hand up and down his back softly as I grabbed my phone with my other hand.

"Get some sleep ok," I told him gently.

"M'kay," he mumbled, relaxing in my hold. It took less than 2 minutes for Hongjoong to completely drift off, relaxing completely against me. I sighed sadly as I looked down at him and brushed his hair back delicately. I hate when he works himself to the bone like this, to where he can't even stay awake anymore. About 20 minutes later my door opened once again and I looked over to see Seonghwa looking inside. I quickly placed my finger to my lips to tell him to keep quiet before nodding down Hongjoong.

"Yeah I know. Is he alright," he asked as he walked in quietly.

"He just overworked himself again. He came to check on me and was basically passed out against my doorframe so I brought him here to sleep. I would've taken him to you but you were practicing," I told him. He smiled softly as he bent down and ruffled Hongjoong's hair gently.

"Thanks, you've done good to look after him. I'll go put him to bed," he said. I nodded and gently sat up, moving Hongjoong into Seonghwa's arms. Seonghwa gave me a small smile before carrying Hongjoong out of the room. I chuckled before going back to my phone. That lasted all of 10 minutes before I heard something that made me phone slip from my grasp and my entire body freeze. Thunder. There was another clap of thunder and I jumper slightly, a whimper slipping out as I quickly grabbed Shiber and pulled him to my lap. My heart started beating quickly and I took shallow breaths as I curled in on myself, tears welling up in my eyes. When another clap of thunder came, I let out a sob and begun to cry, fear taking over right away. I pulled Shiber tighter to me and pushed myself back into my headboard. Pushing so hard that I felt something jabbing into my back but I didn't pay much attention to it, too scared by the thunder. There was another bang and I sobbed again, looking towards the door to my room. Where's Wooyoung? He always comes to comfort and look after me whenever there's thunder because he knows it scares me. Why isn't he coming now? He's definitely home at the moment. The only one's out are Seonghwa and Yunho doing extra practice and Jongho and Yeosang at the gym. I waited a few more minutes for Wooyoung to come, crying into Shiber and shaking as the thunder kept coming. It was loud and I was starting to have trouble breathing and Wooyoung still wasn't here. Is he mad at me? Does he not want to help me? Maybe he wants me to suf-. No San, don't let your thoughts get away from you. Wooyoung would never want any harm to come to me. He's probably forgotten or listening to music or something. There was another bang and I muffled a scream. Stuff this, I jumped up and quickly rushed down the hall, tears falling down my face as I finally made it to Wooyoung's room, my hands shaking as I turned the door nob. I slowly poked my head in and looked to see Wooyoung laying on his bed, looking at me with a confused look before his eyes widened.

"Sannie," he said, sitting up quickly. I was about to ask if I could join him when there was more thunder and I jumped, letting out another sob, squeezing my eyes shut. My grip on the door tightened, my knuckles turning white from my hold on it.

"Oh aegi." I opened my eyes as his gentle voice to see him holding his arms open for me. I quickly let go of the door and ran over to him, all but collapsing in his arms as I cried. He lent back against his bed and I quickly crawled into his lap, wanting to be as close to him as possible, resting my head on his shoulder. I was still shaking as I cried but I felt slightly better when he hugged me softly.

"Shh, it's ok. I've got you, you're safe," he said.

"It's so loud," I cried, grabbing his shirt in my hands tightly.

"I know aegi. Do you want the headphones," he asked. My fear spiked more and I held onto his shirt tighter, quickly shaking my head as I whimpered. I don't want him to go, I feel safe in his arms, he makes me safe.

"Why not," he asked.

"D-Don't go. Please don't go," I pleaded quickly.

"Hey, shh. It's ok, I'm not going anywhere Sannie. I'm right here. I'll protect you, I promise," he told me. I quickly moved around so I could nose at his neck. I could smell the familiarity of his cologne and it made me feel even safer. I felt a small weight on my head and Wooyoung rubbed my back gently.

"You're shaking darling," he whispered.

"M'scared," I replied.

"I know. And I'm so sorry that I forgot," he said sighing. I don't want him to feel bad, it's not his fault. I'm the baby with the fear, he shouldn't have to babysit me all the time.

"S'not your fault Young-ah," I mumbled. His arms tightened around me and he gently rocked back and forth with me still in his lap. It was gentle and calming and I relaxed even more. When the next clap of thunder came, I whimpered but Wooyoung quickly pulled me closer to him, murmuring a reassurance that I was safe. I nuzzled further into his neck and took a deep breath, untensing slightly.

"I've got you Sannie, it's ok," Wooyoung said gently. I let go of his shirt in favour of wrapping my arms around his waist instead.

"C-Can you sing please," I asked quietly.

"Of course aegi. What do you want me to sing," he asked me.

"T-Twilight," I replied shyly. He chuckled softly before he quietly begun to sing. His voice was quiet and comforting, helping me calm down even more. This time when there was thunder, I didn't even flinch, just focused on Wooyoung's voice as he sung. When it got to the last verse, I quietly sung with him.

"This is how I feel about you, Twilight. It's like Twilight, yeah."

"How're you feeling San," he asked me after a few more minutes. The thunder seemed to have lightened, only the occasional small sound.

"Better, thanks," I said, letting out a small sigh.

"You wanna stay here in case," he asked me. I nodded quickly into his neck, making him chuckle.

"Cuddle bug," he teased.

"Says you, you always come to me for hugs, I'm only doing this cos I'm scared," I said, moving my head to look up at him.

"Liar, you come to me for hugs all the time," he said. I just shrugged and rested my head on his chest. I quickly wiped the tears from my face, and let out a deep breath, finally calming down almost completely. I turned around in his lap and leant back so my back was against his chest, his arms wrapped loosely around my waist.

"How long were you crying for before you came to me," Wooyoung asked, guilt in his voice.

"Not long," I said quickly. He looked down at me with a pained expression.

"You're a bad liar," he said with a frown.

"It's not your fault ok Wooyoungie. You shouldn't have to babysit me because I'm scared of thunder," I said with a sigh.

"I'm not babysitting you San. I'm looking after you, just as you would look after me if I was scared. Don't ever think like that ok," he said firmly, cupping my cheek softly.

"Ok," I whispered. He grinned and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

"So what were you doing before I came in," I asked curiously. He suddenly tensed in my arms and his eyes went wide.

"Shit!"

Wooyoung's POV

"How long were you crying for before you came to me," I asked guiltily. How long did he have to wait alone and scared because I forgot about his fear?

"Not long," he said quickly. I could immediately tell he was lying and I looked down at him. God I'm a horrible friend.

"You're a bad liar," I frowned.

"It's not your fault ok Wooyoungie. You shouldn't have to babysit me because I'm scared of thunder," he sighed. Babysit him?

"I'm not babysitting you San. I'm looking after you, just as you would look after me if I was scared. Don't ever think like that ok," I said firmly, hoping he would understand. I really hate when San's thinks he doesn't deserve stuff, he deserves the world.

"Ok," he said quietly. I smiled and leant down to place a quick kiss on his forehead.

"So what were you doing before I came in," he asked me suddenly. What was I doing? Oh god, the VLive. I froze my eyes went wide. I quickly looked to over at my phone that was still set up and facing us before quickly turning back to San who was looking up at me innocently.

"Sannie," I said slowly. Shit I messed up, crap.

"Yeah," he asked, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"San I'm so sorry," I said, biting my lip nervously. My heart was pounding and I felt so guilty, I'm so stupid. I should've made sure to stop the live straight away but I completely forgot, too busy trying to look after San.

"Sorry for what? You just helped me," San said raising an eyebrow.

"I uh, I. Oh god," I said, my eyes welling up with tears at the thought of broadcasting my soulmates fear and personal moment all over social media.

"Hey, hey Wooyoungie, it's ok," San said quickly as he pulled me into a gentle hug.

"San, San it's not. I'm so sorry, I didn't. I didn't even realise, I completely forgot. I was too focused on helping you," I said with a frown. I grabbed my hair and tugged it in shame, I really messed up.

"Don't do that. Just tell me what's wrong Wooyoung," San said as he quickly grabbed my hands and pulled them away from my hair.

"I was on VLive. I'm still on VLive," I choked out. I quickly squeezed my eyes closed, prepared for his anger, god knows I deserve it.

"Hey Atiny, it's San here. Although you guys probably already know that." I snapped my eyes open and looked up to see San holding my phone and smiling into the camera. He turned to me and gave me a reassuring smile, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and squeezing it gently.

"So what you saw just then was uh, my Astraphobia. I'm scared of thunder, but I am able to get through it because I have my best friend by my side. While I didn't realise you guys were watching, I guess it's a good time to show you Atiny that having a phobia isn't a bad thing. Even us Idols are just as prone to having fears and weaknesses as you guys," San said with a small smile.

"I hate to end the Live now but I'm tired and so it Wooyoung so I'd say it's time to go to bed. I love you Atiny," San said with a grin, showing off his dimpled smile.

"Goodnight Atiny, love you," I said, giving the phone a small wave before San ended the live. He threw the phone to the side before quickly turning to me.

"Stop thinking so much," he said with a small chuckle.

"I don't know how you're taking this so well. I just broadcasted you crying to who knows how many people," I said sadly.

"Wooyoung, it's fine. I mean it ok. Don't get so worked up about it," he said with a small chuckle.

"A-Are you sure," I asked uncertainly. I don't want him to act like it's fine because he doesn't want me feeling guilty.

"I'm positive Wooyoungie, it's fine," he said firmly. I sighed with relief and flopped down so my head was in his lap. His fingers quickly found their way to my head and he massaged it gently. It was soft and comforting and I felt myself drifting off so I quickly sat back up.

"I'm actually quite tired. Do you want to stay here tonight," I asked him with a yawn.

"Obviously. Lay down and I'll turn off the lights," he said getting up quickly. I did as he said and before long we were laying down and cuddled up together. San was laying on his back and I was laying half on top of him, my head on his shoulder and my arm draped over his waist. Our legs were entangled and his hand was running through my hair gently.

"Are you sure you're f-."

"Oh my god. It's fine Wooyoungie," he giggled, placing a quick kiss to the top of my head.

"Ok, I'll stop now," I said sheepishly.

"What were you doing before the storm," I asked quietly.

"Uh, I was on my phone for a bit. Although before that I was stopping Hongjoongie Hyung from passing out because he overworked himself again," he said and I could picture the frown on his face. There was a frown on my face as well though, Hongjoong overworks himself way too much.

"We'll have to keep an eye on him. Also Yeosang as well, I saw some comments that weren't very nice," I said sadly.

"I know. We'll look out for them though," San replied.

"Yeah, we will," I nodded.

"Now be quiet and get some sleep ok. We don't need a cranky Wooyoung in the morning," San said, making me pinch his waist in retaliation.

"Fine. Amicus."

"Ad."

"Aras."

A/N

This was requested by a friend of mine and I hope they like it. 

This was my last request so far I'm pretty sure so request will be back open for a bit. Feel free to DM or leave a request on the first chapter and I'll add it to my list. 

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!

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