Ateez Imagines

Ateez ✧ Their S/O Has Anxiety

.·:*¨༺ Kim Hongjoong ༻¨*:·.

Color/Paint By Number Books

Being the leader of his group, Hongjoong had learned to be very observant of the people around him. That's why he knew something was off the moment he saw you. It wasn't obvious, no. You had a more subtle way of showing your distress, but Hongjoong had learned to pick it up. You were zoning out a bit more than usual, responses only varying between yes and no, with the occasional small nervous laughs.

He wouldn't try to push you into talking much about how you were feeling, instead opting to indirectly help you. He made sure to work from home that day, letting the others know that he couldn't make it into the studio. He made sure to order lunch for the two of you just in case you weren't comfortable with talking to too many new people.

Only when you flinched at the sound of his laptop closing did he realize how tight of a grip your anxiety had on you. It wasn't a big jump, but it was enough for him to know that your thoughts were spiraling more than the usual anxious thoughts. So, instead of continuing his work for the day, he pulled out some of his art supplies and a few paint-by-number sheets. The newest project for you two was a rainy day in Paris. He gently coaxed you to join him, and you both sat down and started painting.

He couldn't help but be mesmerized by the fluid movements of your hand as you carefully painted each section. With every stroke of your brush, he could see the worries melt away, even if just for a moment.

.·:*¨༺ Park Seonghwa ༻¨*:·.

Play Calming Music

'I need somebody who can love me at my worst.'

You both were on a walk when your thoughts began to spiral, somehow coming to the conclusion that Seonghwa may be finding you incredibly annoying for having you spend time with him rather than letting him relax on his day off. Of course, that wasn't true. You were a relaxing space for him and he loved spending time with you whenever he could. But you couldn't help but feel burdensome, like everything you were doing was bothering him and that he didn't want to tell you and hurt your feelings.

'No, I'm not perfect, but I hope you see my worth.'

It didn't take long for Seonghwa to realize you were lagging behind him as the walk continued, moving at a slower pace than when you started. So, when you both got to the nearest bench, he stopped and urged you both to sit down. It was only then that he properly saw your teary eyes, which had been looking down at the ground for most of the walk. His heart dropped at the sight, and it took him no time to take out his phone and headphones. He offers you one of the earbuds before putting the other one into his own ear and pressing play.

'Cause, it's only you, nobody new, I put you first.'

Seonghwa hummed along to the song, one earbud in his right ear. He looked over at you softly bopping your head along to the music playing on your left. He had made a playlist for moments like these, where words couldn't be found to describe feelings. He brushes the hair out of your face before mouthing the next line as if he had written it just for you.

'And for you, I swear I'll do the worst.'

.·:*¨༺ Jeong Yunho ༻¨*:·.

4-7-8 Breathing Technique

Yunho called out your name as he walked through the door, tired from the long day behind him. He decided to not call out a second time when he didn't hear your response, believing that maybe you went to sleep. He didn't mind you not staying up for him; in fact, he'd encourage it because sometimes he'd stay for hours practicing and he wanted to make sure you took care of yourself. Oftentimes, you didn't listen, however, instead choosing to stay up and wait for him.