Trickster x male reader with social anxiety who gets "lost" in a train station
Based on my experience in Berlin where me AND my friend had a panic attack.
The 'friend' on the phone basically plays my mother lol.
This was supposed to be a comfort chapter but I got carried away I guess.
This story takes place in the entitys realm, meaning reader and Ji-Woon already slightly knew eachother (mostly from trials).
Seperated killer & survivor mansion au.
Your train got delayed. You were alone in a city that you didn't knew, with only little experience on train traffic.
The speakers anounced that your train was replaced by a subway that went into the same direction, but with a few transfers to other subways.
And then it started, everyone -literally hundreds of people- started streaming down the stairs to the subway stations. You could only sit there and watch, it didn't stop. More and more people went down there.
There was no way you could possibly get down there. You pulled your phone out and started texting a friend.
You told them what was happening and that you couldn't get down there.
"Why can't you just go down there?"
"But other people can do it too."
"I'm definetely not gonna pick you up, nor am I gonna send someone."
What did you even expect from someone who apparently doesn't believe in mental illnesses? They never cared about it, no matter how clear it was that you had social anxiety.
The calls you could never do? The public events that you could never go to? The things you could never ask other people for, no matter how important it was? Nah, definetely no signs.
You sat on the bench, wrapping your arms around yourself, trying not to cry in public. People were still flooding down the stairs next to you.
You were alone, everything could happen now. You grabbed your shopping bag harder, knowing anyone could snatch it from you and you wouldn't be able to do anything against it. You sat there, hoping that your train would somehow get the ability to come here. Twenty minutes, fourty minutes.
You sat there for an hour. One hour waiting for something to happen. One hour of hope. Nothing, the train was still gone.
You looked over to the stairs, there weren't as many people as before.
That had to be your chance. You took your backpack and bag and went down the stairs, somehow you even ended up at the right subway station.
There were still too many people, maybe that'd change. You searched yourself another bench that was surprisingly free.
A few minutes later one of the subways came that would bring you home. You collected all of your energy and stepped forwards the open doors. Suddenly more and more people came. Almost everyone who was standing at that station forced their way into the subway.
You stopped. Nothing could get you into there. When you finally regained the ability to move, you moved backwards. You had to get away from there.
You sat back down on the bench. Tears started filling your eyes, would you even get home tonight? It was getting dark. Was it a better idea to just get a hotel for the night? You saw something from the corner of your eye.
A small group of people, looking at you. You knew them. They were part of the entitys slaves. It's killers, the counterside to you. There were four people, all of those four people have killed you multiple times.
And they weren't just looking, it also seemed like they were talking about you.
You, sitting on a bench in a subway station, crying and shaking and sobbing.
And now your "enemies" were seeing you like that. Could this evening even get worse?
You thought it did when one of them started walking towards you.
He walked faster the closer he came, the surer he was that you weren't okay.
"Hey" he said, like five meters away from you. "Hey, what's wrong?" he put his hand on your shoulder and squatted down to see you better since you were looking at your legs because everything else was just too much.
You looked at him, unable to speak but still trying.
"Uhh, I- uh, I I'm.. sorry?" you wiped your sleeve over your face a few times.
He smiled. "What are you sorry for?"
You didn't even knew, maybe the stutter?
He knew what you were thinking so he just changed the question.
"Do you need help, y/n?" he asked, in such a gentle tone.
"Uh, yeah, how do you know my name?"
"You're here since quite a while now. I think we get more information about you, than you about us."
You knew that he was talking about the killers and survivors with "we" and "you".
He then seemed to realize that you didn't even know his name.
He just grabbed your hand, shook it and said; "I'm Ji-Woon, you might know me as Trickster and that over there are Michael, Kazan and Danny. The Shape, the Oni and Ghostface."
"No, problem, so;" Ji-Woon said and sat down on the bench next to you.
"What's wrong?" he repeated his question fron earlier.
He waited patiently for you to find the words. You then explained to him how your train got delayed an hour ago, how there were so many people, you panicked and now didn't know what to do because you were scared of taking the wrong train or anything like that.
He put his arm on your shoulder while listening.
"Oh, sweetheart" he said in a high pitched voice and the specific way.
The way your mother would comfort you while silently mocking you after you fell from your bike or something like that.
The way someone reacts when someone elses problem is way easier to solve then expected.
"I'm taking you with me" he said, turned around and nodded to the left so the other killers would come over.
"Do you have social anxiety?" he asked.
"Yes" "Can I tell them what's going on?"
His arm was still laying around your shoulders and you kinda started finding it comfortable, maybe even comforting.
You were thinking about leaning against him and resting your head on his shoulder but then he talked to the others.
"Our little survivor here has social anxiety and isn't good with train traffic, I'm either gonna bring him to his home or he'll stay with us."
"If I knew you'd call me your little survivor I would've said no."
"You are my little survivor now. Be nice to me, I'm your only way home."
"Y/n, I can always push you out of the train and abandon you."
"There's our train, lovebirds." Onis Voice was definetely intimidating. Even when he said stuff like that.
Ji-Woon took your hand and pulled you with him, the other killers were behind you. You were finally standing in a train that was bringing you home, but that wasn't the right moment to be happy because Ji-Woon kept dragging you behind him. You tightened the grip on your bag while trying to stay directly behind him. He then pushed you on a seat and sat down next to you, not letting go of your hand. Oni and Ghostface sat down on the opposite side of the four-person sitting arrangement. Myers sat down on a single seat near the group.
Ji-Woon pulled out his phone and checked the time. "We're gonna be home around 10, at first I wanted to bring you back to the survivors mansion but I kinda really want to take you with me for the night. Would you be fine staying over?" he asked.
"Uh, alright I guess." Woah. That sounded so excited.
"I can still bring you to your place, you don't have to stay if you don't want to."
"No, no, I really want to be with you. For the night I mean. Sorry, I'm just a little overwhelmed."
He put his right arm around you and held your hand with his left one.
"Don't worry, it's fine. We'll have to switch subways in a few minutes. Are you hungry? I can ask someone from our mansion if we have leftovers from dinner." Now he was doing what you wanted to do earlier, he looked cute looking up to you like that. His weight on your side was comfortable.
"Yeah, that'd be great. Thank you."
He pulled out his phone and opened a group chat. Then your phone vibrated.
It was your friend, the one you texted with earlier. "And? Did you make it?" It came over like they were trying to make a point. Something along the lines of "See, I told you it was nothing."
Ji-Woon seemed to think the same, he grabbed your phone from you, leaned back against your arm and read the texts from then. How you asked them for help and how they reacted.
He then removed the "Yes" that you had written but not send and starting typing.
It was a long text, starting with the words "Listen here you little shit-".
He sended it, closed WhatsApp and gave your phone back.
"Show me when they answer." He said.
This is the end of my actual prompt, I just started doing anything, I personally don't really like it that much but I think it's ok.
Around an hour and four different subways later you were finally standing in front of the killers mansion. Oni opened the door and Ji-Woon dragged you behind. He never let go of your hand.
Most people there already knew you were coming because of Ji-Woons text, but Susie wasn't one of them.
"Oh, what is he doing here?" she asked.
"He's Ji-Woons little survivor now." Danny said and walked past you, you could hear he was smiling.
"Shut up, yes you are." Ji-Woon said from right behind you. "I'll call you my future little cumslut if you don't stop complaining."
"Nothing! Come on, let's get to my room."
He dragged you with him again. You started to have mixed feelings about this. You pushed his fingers off your hand and put it in your pocket. He stopped. "What?"
"What? Nothing, everything is fine."
"Why wont you let me hold your hand anymore?"
"I just don't want to be dragged around by you. Can we just go to your room please?"
"Is it because of what I've said?"
"Can you please stop asking questions, I'm uncomfortable enough. You know what, I think it's better if I just go home. Thank you so much for helping me, but that I stay over here was a bad idea. I don't blame you though. See you in a trial or something."
You turned around and attempted to leave but didn't come far. Ji-Woon held your arm tight with both hands.
"Ji-Woon, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, but-"
"And I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable! I'm sorry, please."
"Why do you want me to stay so bad?"
His gaze got even softer and he didn't knew what to say for a few seconds.
"Can we talk about that later please? Can we just go to my room?"
"Are you okay?" Was he trying to manipulate you? If so, it worked.
You sat down on his bed, he was standing at the door. "So will you stay?" he asked. "Yes, I will. But no more dragging and no more of whatever the fuck that was what you said in front of the others."
"It was that? That made you uncomfortable?"
"Y/n, that's not a big deal."
"It is for me, when we're here we're not in public, we're not around people that'll never see me again. As long as I'm in this realm these people will see me almost everyday. I'd be fine with it if they'd already known me and if we were a couple or atleast friends but we aren't. Ji-Woon we don't even know eachother. And that just was the first out-of-trial expression the killers got from me."
"Y/n. I understand why you're upset but trust me, they wont think much of you. They're used to me saying stuff like that to everyone. I'm basically the slut of this house, I had something with eleven or more men that live here. You're just overthinking it, it's fine, really."
"Eleven? How many men live here?"
"I'm not sure, the last time I counted it was twenty-three I think. They just keep spawning every few months."."
You laughed, "How often do you count?"
"Did you ever have something with a survivor?"
"Leon, Jake, Adam, Felix-"
"Yeah, but it was a one-time thing. Felix was better, and Leon. Oh my god Leon.."
"And all the other men? Was that all more than one time?"
"Yes, everyone else atleast two times."
"Depends on the theme. Sex in general usually Danny and Frank, kinky sex Nemesis, Doctor, Pyramid Head-"
"Nemesis? Seriously? Tentacles? You kinky bitch."
"Yeah, you did it more than one time."
"Since when are you in the realm?"
"One year and seven months."
"Over fifteen men in one and a half year? Damn"
"Y/n are you trying to slutshame me?"
"No, I'm impressed. And you called yourself a slut."
"I said basically. That doesn't count."
"You wanted to get my food."
"Am I your housewive now?"
"The next time I see you having a mental breakdown on a train station I'll leave you there." he said and left to get your food.
"Fuck you, Ji-Woon!" You yelled after him.
"Do it yourself! Lazy bitch." He yelled back
You closed the door and changed into the clothes he gave you for sleeping. You were surprised he even had normal clothes when he was walking around like a canary bird. A hot canary bird atleast.
He came back, gave you your plate and sat down next to you.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked.
"Sure." You chose something together and he pulled you close, then pulled the blanket over your lap.
He pulled your phone out of your pocket and checked the chat of your friend.
"They wrote a paragraph about disrespect. Can I write more?"
"Ohh, you like what I'm doing, hm?"
Why did he have to say that in such a horny way? He started laughing when he saw how you looked at him.
After you finished eating you put the plate on his nightstand and wrapped your arms around him, finally resting your head on his shoulder.
"Are we still neither friends nor a couple?" he asked smiling.
"What would you say, what are we?"
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?" Ji-Woon asked.
"I'd love to." He placed a sweet kiss onto your hair, layed his arm around you and started stroking your side.
"This is why I wanted you to stay so bad."
