Breaking News!!!!

All members of Ateez have returned from military service! They are giving a comeback concert today.

Tickets are sold out. If-

San turned off the TV and waited for the rest of the members to finish styling. San was already very nervous about being on stage again after two years. But the others were probably feeling the same. When he looked around, it seemed as if nothing had happened. It seemed just like back then. Did the fans still support them like that?

He suddenly felt two arms wrap around him from behind, a head on his shoulder. "What are you thinking about Sannie?"

"Do you think everything will be okay? Do they still love us? Do they hate us because of the dating scandal, has it really been forgotten? I'm scared, Young-ah." Wooyoung stood in front of San and smiled gently. "Don't be. We'll keep doing what we've been doing and you're welcome to do as much fanservice as you want." He kissed San softly as a stylist intervened. "Yah, stop it right now. You're ruining the makeup! Yunho's and Mingi's already had to be redone too." Annoyed, she came back with a brush and redid our lips. "Kisses later, please!"

"Yes," Wooyoung and San lowered their heads at the same time. "I'll definitely kiss you on stage," Wooyoung grinned. "On the cheek, of course."

San smiled and saw Yeosang and Jongho arguing with each other. Until Jongho's hand suddenly rested on Yeosang's exposed upper arm and stroked it. They both looked at each other for what felt like an eternity.

"Yah! No kissing!" Wooyoung shouted. "Otherwise there'll be trouble with the stylists!" Caught off guard, they both looked away. "Why? Any experience yet?" smirked Jongho, whereupon Wooyoung nodded and the stylist went desperately to Hongjoong and Seonghwa. "Please!" she whined, "Can't you all wait with the kissing? I just want to do my job properly!"

Hongjoong and Seonghwa bowed apologetically. "Please pull yourselves together now! We won't kiss until after the concert. Do we understand each other?" The stylist looked at all of us. We nodded silently. "San, I should tell you from the technical department that there is only one microphone for you, if it breaks, you will get a hand microphone," said a staff member who was just coming in. Ashamed, San nodded.

"Okay, let's go then! The fans are waiting."

Everyone quickly ran to the stage. There they were given a few more instructions and checked through. When everyone gave the okay, they were allowed onto the platform. San nervously bit his lip. 20 seconds to go.

"Just make sure you don't break your clothes too," Wooyoung whispered and eyed San, licking his lips. "Stop flirting," hissed Hongjoong.

"It won't happen, I didn't get that much more muscle from the military," he laughed softly and nudged Wooyoung's nose, as they weren't supposed to kiss.

"All men do is lie," muttered Seonghwa and gave San a suspicious side-eye. The platform started to move and everyone got into position. Wooyoung grabbed San's hand and squeezed it. San clutched it tightly. The cheering and screaming grew louder and louder.

When they reached the top, everything was the same as two years ago. Nothing had changed. But not for the worse. He had Wooyoung. As his firm friend, who was more than just fanservice.

Wooyoung looked at San, smiled gently and saw San's dimples. Wooyoung was glad to be back. He had missed it. He was glad to see that nothing had changed except the fact that it was finally more than just fanservice between him and San.

And yet, today and for years to come, it will always be just fanservice for the others.

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That's it for the fanfiction!

I have to admit, as always, I lost my motivation at the end. And I'm so bad at writing an ending ahahah.

But I hope you had fun reading and enjoyed the story :3
And that my English wasn't that bad, because it's not my first language. And mostly I also used a translator, because I was to lazy xD

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