"Guys, please, can you be more silent next Sunday? I wanted to sleep more." A tired Hongjoong walked into the big living room, while other guys were spread on the two couches, some of them playing videogames, some just pretending to be alive – happened to be San and Wooyoung, snuggled in between each other while San was clearly sleeping and the other had earphones on.
"Sorry Jongie, but Mingi and I wanted so bad to try this new game. It came out two weeks ago, but you know we were so busy tha-" Yunho said without detaching his eyes from the TV.
"Oh shut up Yunho, I don't care. I'd like to sleep more on rest days and you know that." Hongjoong grunted and walked to the kitchen to have some coffee. The two other guys were too busy gaming to respond or even laugh to that attitude, even if they found Hongjoong so fun, they actually felt a bit guilty for waking him up – even if it was almost lunch time.
Hongjoong laid against the counter with a huge cup of coffee, while his eyes wandered all along the room, in particular, on the four guys that stayed there. A little smile painted his lips as he was doing so.
It had been a month together as ATEEZ, since they moved to the dorm. They had been very busy with the debut, filming the music video, taking photoshoots, practicing until late in the night and, most of all, trying to make everything work as a group.
It wasn't that hard, actually. The experience of the program had created solid bonds between them, and the fact that exactly them eight won it, wasn't a surprise. It was like also their friendship won, together with their talent. And Hongjoong felt into it. He claimed them as his kids and he really meant it.
They had made their official debut with Pirate King two weeks before, and the fans loved it. Now, they had time to rest only on Sundays. They spent that day not always together, staying at the dorm to sleep more or hanging out to forget, for some hours, their life as idols, which had barely begun.
"Hey, Joong, what do you think if I make jjajangmyeon today? I think we're all staying here." Wooyoung said out of the blue, snapping him back to reality. He nodded and smiled, still tired from the rude awakening. He rubbed his eyes once more before going to the couch too.
Wooyoung smiled in response, without interrupting his activity of stroking San's hair while he was sleeping on his chest. He didn't know how he could sleep so much but he was very jealous, since he, instead, kept waking up early even during rest days.
But now he had to wake him up, since apparently he was going to cook for all the members. But he rather preferred cutting both his arms than moving from the beautiful boy next to him.
"San-i... Hey, wake up, it's lunch time." He said in a sweet whisper next to his ear, brushing his cheek this time to give him a slow and proper awakening. But his plan got interrupted by Mingi who yelled from the other side of the couch.
"SAN COME ON IT'S LUNCH TIME AND I'M HUNGRY SO WAKE THE FUCK UP AND LET YOUR BOYFRIEND COOK SOME DECENT FOOD." With this, San abruptly lifted his head, the cutest yet most confused look on his puffed eyes, hair a mess as he had just seen a ghost. Wooyoung broke in loud laughs seeing the scene.
"Mingi-ya! There was no need of yelling like this..." San mumbled, actually stumbling in his own words, pulling again in Wooyoung's embrace. The latter had to move him a little, gaining a groan from the sleepy boy.
"Actually, he was right, I have to cook if you want to eat something good. Plus, you slept for... Around fourteen hours? I think it's enough, don't you think?" he pecked his forehead and got up. San kept whining by his side, curling up his body again as he wanted to keep sleeping.
"San, wake up, come on." Hongjoong said in a firm voice, to which he grunted again, before sitting up and fixing his hair.
He rubbed his eyes repeatedly before the leader passed him his cup, so he could have some coffee – to which he gladly accepted.
What was like to live in a dorm with a group for the trainee who ranked #1 for a whole survival program?
Well, it was wonderful.
They had never make him feel bad for it. Actually, never even mention it. If some manager, or photographer, or whoever tried to put San in the spotlight, they could see the uncomfortable state he entered, feeling guilty for shadowing them, but they didn't care. Yes, San had been the first one in that program, but they won it together. And they knew that some members of the groups could be more popular than others. They simply didn't care, since the worst part was now done.
They just enjoyed their time together and liked to mock San's confident behavior, sometimes, since he was clearly more shy and shaky than what he showed to the audience. Especially Wooyoung liked to tease him.
Ah, Wooyoung.
They had never been so close. Not in an uncomfortable way for the other six guys: they knew they were in a relationship (of course the fans didn't), but they were never too touchy or too spaced out when they were in group. At the dorm, they didn't like to show too much of their relationship when not alone, and they didn't even share a room. It was awkward, at first, in Wooyoung's mind, but it had never been, actually. No one cared, they all loved each other and managed to build a great relationship despite these two being "more than friends".
Regarding Wooyoung, he spent the whole first week without clearly understanding what was happening in his life. He just went on with each single activity, doing his best and being praised for it. But the fact of having been a winner and made his debut was still confused in his mind. But, for the first time of his life, he knew he deserved it. He was proud of himself.
And he was also very proud of the whole group, which worked well, somehow, in practice room, then on stage, then also in the dorm. There had been some issues, like every type of numerous group and cohabiting people, but nothing that could tarnish their relationship. At least, for now.
Wooyoung was walking around the kitchen to start all the preparations, while the last three guys made their appearance in the living room and took some coffee, waving to everyone and cursing on Mingi and Yunho for being so loud. Actually, Jongho joined Yunho and the latter gave him the joystick to play a game at his place.
"Slept in, haven't you?" Wooyoung teased a clearly confused Seonghwa while bringing all the dishes to the guys, now sat on their lunch table. Seonghwa, actually, looked like he had slept well, but also like someone who spent a lot of hours in bed without doing anything. Well, that's the point of resting, after all.
"Thanks, Wooyoung, for cooking for us today." Hongjoong said and caught his chopsticks, and everyone started to eat, chatting here and here and still cursing at Yunho and Mingi.
"I wanna try that too, at least! What's the highest number of players the game can have?" Jongho asked.
"I think it's six. So maybe we can make three teams or something like that." Mingi mumbled while slurping his noodles. "Aish, Wooyoung, you're so good at cooking. If you weren't taken I'd kiss you on your lips for these." He muttered, making Wooyoung, but also San, to laugh again. This kind of joke was very common between them, not only towards the couple.
Wooyoung kept eating and chatting, too. He was subconsciously looking at Yeosang, right in front of him, who was about to pull an arm to have some water. Yeosang had still his pajama on, which consisted in an old sleeveless shirt which exposed a lot of his ribs.
That's when Wooyoung widened his eyes and pointed at him.
"Yeosang!" he shouted, making everybody to interrupt their conversation and look at him, now with worried eyes since Wooyoung looked like someone had just died.
"Is that... a hickey?" Wooyoung pointed at his front rib. It was almost impossible to see, since the shirt covered it; it moved a bit just for Yeosang's movement to catch the bottle. Yeosang's face became the same color of the walls: plain white.
"W-Wooyoung! What are you saying! It's just a mosquito bite, you know." He muttered, clearly not very sure of his answer, and lowered his eyes and face to mask the now red color.
"No no, that's a hickey, I'm sure. I make a lot of them."
"WOOYOUNG!" San yelled, now he was red too.
"San, not the right moment.
I saw Yeosang taking his daily shower yesterday and there wasn't anything on his ribs. And no one of us went out since yesterday.
So."
Someone at the table coughed, suddenly choking on their water, catching everybody's attention even if it was the last thing they wanted.
"SO." Wooyoung looked at the guilty boy, which happened to be Seonghwa.
"SO!!!" he now pointed at him and stood up, yelling.
"YOU TWO SPENT THE WHOLE MORNING OUT OF THE LIVING, ARE YOU A COUPLE OR WHAT? ARE YOU HIDING FROM US?"
"Wooyoung stop yelling, you know Hongjoong hyung doesn't like when you shout during lunc-" Jongho tried to say but was cut off by Hongjoong himself.
"No no, it's fine for today. Come on, Seonghwa, is there something you wanna tell us?" he said in a teasing tone, a smirk spreading across his face as he directed his eyes towards the eldest of the table.
The two accused were very, very red in their cheeks and their ears. They didn't know how to make up that situation. They had been together since the last episodes of the program, but no one was aware of that. Not even San or Hongjoong, their closest friends.
Yes, they looked like they were close, but not this type of close. Everyone at the table was so shocked right now.
"Come on, I'm still waiting." Hongjoong repeated.
"W-well... Maybe Yeosang and I have been together for... A month and a half? Now? Maybe?" the boy started to hide under the table, since apparently Mingi and Yunho started to throw chopsticks and towels in his direction.
"Why didn't you tell us, oh my God you're so fool Park Seonghwa! We're happy for you two, you dumb idiots!" and they all started to laugh together. Hongjoong had still that smirk, which faded away with a head shaking, before coming back to eat.
"Time to cry in single, I guess."
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HEY THERE
GUESS WHO'S HERE
DID YOU MISS ME?
I finally had some time to write this, im not even sure if i like it but... i really wanted to write something about the dorm life, so here i am!!
i miss produce so much honestly, everytime i see a couple dance i imagine my woosan dancing to it, i hurt myself writing this story i swear 😭