✨CRUNCHED LIKE CORNCHIPS✨

Group: ATEEZ Members: Choi San, Jung Wooyoung

[[Author’s Note]] I’ll be posting the “teaser” to my stories here, and then positing the finished work on AO3. 

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“You’re home late.”

A guilty pause at the door. “Yeah....I uh...got caught up at the office.” Wooyoung sat at the dinner table alone, arms crossed accusingly. “You’re late a lot these days.” He continued, uncrossing an arm to reach for the glass of red wine in front of him. “Yeah....there’s a lot going on.” San, lied clumsily. Wooyoung nodded, making a small humming noise in the back of his throat as he lifted the wine glass to his lips, taking a shallow sip. Setting the glass back on the table, Wooyoung reached into his house coat pocket and pulled out the flimsy pictures he’d stared at until the images were burned into his memory, tossing them on to table’s hard, wooden surface. “Are you sure that these have nothing to do with it?” He asked, voice rising. San stumbled forward, reaching down to pick up on of the pictures, “Where did you get these?” He asked with a shaky voice. Wooyoung picked up his wine glass again, this time, taking a hearty sip. “Is that something you should be asking me right now, San?” He snapped, setting the glass down angrily. San’s hand shook as he stared disbelievingly down at the picture. “Where. Did. You. Get. These?” He asked again, slowly, voice as shaky as his hand. Wooyoung stood and braced his weight on the table with his knuckles, “Are you going to tell me why you have sonogram photos?” He bit out. This conversation was going nowhere fast. He had to get back to the point. Everything was riding on San’s answer. His happiness, his sanity, their relationship. “San….” He pressed, leaning forward until he was eye level with his partner, heart slamming against his rib cage. Wooyoung hoped, prayed even, that he’d get the answer he wanted. He wanted, more than anything for those photos to belong to someone else. His lover, his other -better- half, couldn’t have gone and done this to him. Not San. Not possible. “I have a son.” 

How’s everyone doing? 

Are we feeling good, feeling bad? Are we keeping up on our daily skin routines and drinking enough water? I miss you guys! I may not post here anymore, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still talk! Drop a line every once in a while! I miss all the messages of encouragement and when you lovely people would let me know how you’re doing. 

I will be posting to AO3 from now on. 

I won’t be carrying over all of my stories, just a select few of them. I haven't decided on which ones those will be yet, but I’ll figure it out at some point. 

This also gives me the motivation to read through all of my stuff and finally make the changes to them that I’ve meaning to do for literal years.

I will post like....the story art here, with a link to where the actual story is. I want to share with a larger audience and AO3 is the best place to do that from. 

I appreciate the love!