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INTERNSHIP | 04. I’LL BE OKAY.

summery.. everything was going great for Jeong Yunho. He got back into college to continue studying science, moved into his own apartment with his girlfriend, and the holiday's were coming up so he could spend time with his aunt finally after a long semester. he thought nothing in the world could mess this up.. until he took up that damn internship at the Kim's Industries. shit always starts to hit the fan when you're in the presence an avenger, doesn't it? you don't even know them, yet a sob story is waiting to happen.

warning.. mentions of blood, mentions of killing someone’s, angst ( our pookie hwa & yeosang ! ), bullying ( sorta ? ),

note.. i do not own any of the ateez members (obviously lol) and none of the marvel characters!! nor do i own some elements of the plot, this is just my OWN creativity with a mix of things that are already used! credits to kisami89 on deviantart.com all of the coloring used here !!

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“please yeosang stay with us,” jongho pleaded as he held his hand over yeosang’s open wound. his hands were covered in his blood completely as blood continued to flow out.

yeosang looked up at him through his hooded eyes, smiling up at the boy who was crying. “it’s okay,” he coughed out, blood streaming out of his mouth. jongho shook his head, coughing out a few sobs as he looks around to see the others struggling to get to them quick enough.

the mission wasn’t suppose to end up like this. it was never meant to turn out this way. so many people died, and now jongho feared that he would lose one of his closes friends from this as well.

yeosang sighed, “i want to sleep,” he mumbled, slowly closing his eyes. “no, no, no, yeosangie,” jongho said through his sobs as he attempts to keep yeosang eyes open, failing. “jongho!” he hears wooyoung run towards them, kneeling right beside him.

“we have to save him,” jongho manages to say, as wooyoung checks his pulse. wooyoung looks at him, jongho already knowing what he was going to say by simply looking at him. “there’s no—“

RING RING RING !!!

jongho groans, slapping his alarm off. he flips over in bed, staring at the ceiling blankly. he felt tired still, the sleeping pills he took did him no justice last night.

despite the amount of therapy he takes, the nightmares always get more realistic. he doesn’t understand why he’s having these nightmares, he always brushes them off.

but maybe he should be concerned.

HWA’S ROOM

seonghwa sat in his room, sobbing his heart out. he didn’t understand why he was crying, he didn’t understand anything about himself at all if he’s being honest.

he should be happy, and he knew that. he should be happy for hongjoong, but he couldn’t bring himself to be happy. especially when he’s happier without him.

he got to see his friends smiley faces, even got to met hongjoong’s adorable intern, yet the only thing on his mind was hongjoong. oh how he wished he tried to do something about his crush before yuri came into the picture.

his phone begins to ring, catching his attention.

joongie <3 is calling..

******* APARTMENT

yunho groans, his eyes fluttering open as the sun shined in his eyes. he looks around, stretching his arms above his head.

he notices that he isn’t in his apartment. he frowns, leaning up from the couch in a swift motion. “ah, you’re awake,” yunho whips his head in the direction the voice came from. “who are you?” he asks the male who was standing in the small kitchen that was connected to the livingroom.

“mingi, the one who saved your ass from dying last night,” mingi smiled, grabbing a pack of ramen from his cabinet to cook. “how?”

“how what?”

“how did you..save me?” yunho asked, even his own question confused him.

“well for starters, i had to kill the other two-“

“you killed them?”

“how else am i suppose to do it? it was either fighting until they went out cold which would take extra time or kill them and get you to safety faster.” mingi explained, pouring the pack of noodles into the boiling water. “you were tweaking badly but i gave you something that would stabilize your condition, can’t really think of the name right now,” mingi says as he stirs the pot.

by now, yunho had gotten up from the couch, walking into the kitchen to further inspect the man who saved him.

“i don’t know what that shit was that he injected you with but you didn’t die on my couch so a win is a win,” he jokes, pouring the seasoning packet into the ramen. yunho sat down at the island table, weakly.

mingi turns around, giving yunho all his attention. “you look like shit,” he comments, noticing yunho’s pale face that has small eye bags forming. yunho glares at him. “well, you’re open to crash here if you would like? i don’t normally do this with people i save but you’re the exception,” he smiles warmly at the boy.

yunho shifts slightly in the chair, clearly his throat. “where are we exactly?”

“mi casa!” mingi smiles holding his arms out. yunho chuckles, “obviously, how far from kim’s industries?”

“not far at all! it’s a good 15 minute walk from here,” mingi explains, turning around to finish the ramen. yunho nods, sighing. “your phone is on the charger by the way,” mingi glances over his shoulder at yunho, who peaks up as he has forgotten all about his phone.

he felt comfortable in mingi’s presence, the same comfort he felt around the avengers. he went over to his phone that was charging right beside the couch.

he frowned, noticing that he got no messages are aura. “strange,” he thought, going to their messages to message her.

he knows he shouldn’t lie to her, but he didn’t want her to worry about him. he’s okay, at least that’s what he thinks.

KIM INDUSTRIES

yeosang grabbed the freshly printed papers out of the copy machine. “kang!” he turns around, being met with one of colleague. “when you’re done with that, do the papers that are on my desk.” his colleague says bluntly, walking pass him.

“i can’t,” yeosang mumbles. “yes you can, kang,” his collage turns back towards him, smirking at the smaller boy. “you’re going to do it, correct?” he moves closer to him, towering over yeosang.

yeosang remains silent, looking down as he held the papers he had closely to his chest. “answer me, damnit!” his colleague smacks the papers out of his land, them scattering around the two.

“okay,” yeosang mumbles softly, getting down to pick up the papers as his colleague walks away, satisfied. yeosang picks up the papers, slowly.

he’s used to being the company’s pushover, and in general. he knows he should stick up for himself, but he could never find the right words when things hit the fan.

all he knew since birth was to be polite and nice to others, even when it comes to things you may not want to do.

“just do it yeosang.”

“it’s not that big of a deal, go do it.”

“what are you going to do? cry to your mommy?”

“you’re like our own servant.”

“just do what i ask, no questions.”

it’s all he knew.

YUNHO’S APARTMENT

yunho sat at home alone, today was luckily his day off. he could relax and wrap his head around what happened the previous night. Aura unfortunately had work.

he was currently tapping away on his keyboard as he had to finish a last minute assignment. he tries to pull his finger up from the keyboard, failing to do so. confused. he lifts his whole hand up, which to his surprise, the whole computer comes up with his hand to.

“what the fuck?” he mumbles, attempting to rip his hand away from the keyboard, causing his whole computer to go flying across the room.

he sighs, putting his hand onto the arm rest to give him assistance to getting up. once he’s up, he tries to move his hand off of the couch, but fails to do so. he grabs onto his hand, yanking at it until he finally got it off.

he’s confused. terribly. he didn’t understand what was going on, this has never happened before. it wasn’t like he had honey or something on his hand, so why was his hand sticking to the chair?

he grabs his phone, immediately calling hongjoong.

“what’s up?” hongjoong answered.

“my hands keep getting stuck to stuff, mr k.”

“mr k? that’s different.”

“i’m being serious, this isn’t normal! my hands keep getting stuck to stuff and i don’t understand why.”

“maybe you have something on your hands, kid.”

“no it gets stuck, like seriously stuck. it’s like a insect getting stuck in a spiderweb.”

“come into the office, we’ll see what it is.”

yunho hangs up the phone, grabbing his keys to leave.