!Warnings: angst, swearing, term "princessa" is used, reader has childhood trauma Minho does know abt, fluff, kissing, mention of blood, mention of violence, lmk if I missed any
Side-Note: Should I make a special Pt. With reader having a nightmare about her past?
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Minho has never been home as fast as he been today. He skipped red lights, speeding through the city as if he's crazy. He has to get home as fast as possible and see if you're alright.
He entered the parking lot in front of your shared house and basically jumped out the car, tripping over his feet and letting his keys fall. He cursed, getting up and runs towards the house door, entering.
The house was quiet. "Y/n?! Y/n, baby, answer me please!" Minho yelled running towards the kitchen door. He opened the door and looked around. You were no where to be seen. Panic raises in him, as he walks towards the kitchen island, uncutted ingredients sitting on it.
He walked around the kitchen island and froze. He stared down at your laying body, unmoving, blood fleeing out of your left thigh, a knife laying besides you.
He panics. Kneeling down besides you, shaking you. "Y/n!! Y/n, god, please wake up! I'm sorry okay? I'll make it up to you, so please just wake up", he kept yelling and begging, your body not moving an inch...
How long have I been asleep...you think to yourself, Why is everything dark..you ask yourself, Why does my body hurt so much...you wonder to yourself. You start to fall. Deep. A dark while swallowing you inside, pain crusing through your body. Then there was nothing. Black darkness, till someone grabbed your arm.
You try to free yourself from their grip, but you suddenly weren't an adult anymore. You were a child, you were your younger self, standing in the kitchen with your mother. Your mother yelled, at man, your dad, his grip on your arm tightening, as he pulled you down to the ground.
Your mother yelled your name, crying hitting your dad. He grabbed for a kitchen knife and-
Your eyes shot open, abruptly sitting up from, what feels like a couch, panting, drained in sweat. You looked around. You weren't in your parents's house but in your shared house with Minho. You were pretty positive you fainted in the kitchen, so how come you're on the living room couch now? You tried to stand up, letting out a Yelp at the pain in your left leg, looking down, you see your leg Baindaided. You let out a heavy sigh, looking over at your phone.
You picked it up, several missed calls and unopened messages from Minho.
You slightly smiled to yourself at his panic and were about to reply, when you heared someone walking around in the house. You grabbed the empty, sweets plate off the coffee table and tried to stand up, when the person entered the room.
You closed your eyes and screamed, in shock the other person screamed too.
Wait- You knew that voice.- You slowly opened your eyes and stopped screaming as you saw who stood there. Minho.
You stared at each other, till Minho talked first "Why in the world are you screaming!" He yelled "Why are you sneaking around the house!" You yelled back. "I'm not sneaking around, I made you something to eat, your Highness! I'm sorry i'm not allowed to cook in my own house!" He scoffed and you sat back down, crossing your arms over your chest. You looked away, still made for what he said per text.
He came over to you and sat a plate, filled with food, on the coffee table, turning to look at you. "Hey..sweets..how ar-" "Dont talk to me." "What- but I-" "I said don't talk to me. Don't wanna be a clingy baby, who's up your ass 24/7 and can't take care of herself, because I can. So leave me alone. Why are you here anyway." You bit out at him, still not facing him.
He stayed quiet for some time, before putting a hand on your shoulder to turn you around. "Hey please...i just,- i'm sorry. Really, what I said was, totally not okay and I know a sorry won't help anything but I want to make this right. You hurted yourself because of me and I can't every forgive that myself, but I want to make sure you won't hurt yourself again. I didn't think when I said these things." he stared into your eyes and you stared back, he was deeply sorry, you could see it.
You let out a sigh and hugged him tightly, inhaling his scent to calm your racing heart. "I dreamed again...you know.." Your arms around him tighten, such as his around you "I know. That won't happen sweets, never, i'll protect you, always okay?". You hummed in agreement and pulled away from him. He kisses first your nose, then your lips, softly.
After what feels like 1 second but also a life time, he pulled away from you, putting his forhead against you. "Eating now?" With a nod you pull away, trying the food.
hiya!! Just wanted to ask if there was a timeline for part two of the minho striking an insecurity piece? no rush or pressure! I'm just looking forward to it <3
Thank u sm for asking and it's totally okay! I've been rlly busy my family and work so I didn't have time for it yet, but it'll come out some day in the following week! I'm sorry for letting y'all wait! 😭🤧
!Warnings: angst, swearing, reader can't cook, Minho is mean due to stress, reader has childhood trauma Minho does know abt, lmk if I missed any
You and Minho have been together since 3 years. In these 3 years, you've had your ups and downs, but Minho never really insulted you, or cared about your childish personality, he always had loved to take care of you, well that was, until a few days ago.
Due to his job, Minho had been very busy with recording and practice, during to which you barely had seen him nor talked to him.
You asked him every day if he ate, put out clothes for him to sleep when he came back late night and was too tired to take them by himself. You cared about him, just as much as he did, or as he once did.
Today, he said a couple days ago, he'll be home early and eat with you, so you wanted to go grocery shopping, making sure you have everything you needed at home and for that you had to ask him what's for dinner today, or that was your original plan, till..
You were in pure shock. You didn't even know if you should cry or laugh at his behavior. He never acted like this, not even when he was more than mad at you and he knew, why you don't want to cook. It's more about the knifes than the cooking itself, but he knew why you wouldn't take a knife in your hand, he knew and accepted it, saying you wouldn't need to and now?
You sigh and sat in the living room for about an hour.
18:36
You stood up and decided to take matters into my own hand. If he doesn't want to cook for you, you'll try doing it yourself even if that mean getting hurt and having a panic attack. That's what he wanted anyway, no?
You made your way to the kitchen and took out some ingredients out of the fridge to cook. You put all the ingredients on the kitchen plate and stare at the knifes, your past flashing before your eyes. Your dad, your mom hurt, screaming and crying. You reach for the knife, hands trembling as you take it. You stare down at it, my breathe quicking, as everything goes black. The last thing I heared was a loud bang of my head hitting the ground and the last thing I felt was the knife falling down out of my hand on my leg...
Minho was in the practice room. He went out for a walk after he texted you to cool down and came back to apologize to you and tell you to not enter the kitchen, since he just realized what he said. Of course you can't cook....you couldn't. How stupid and dumb of him. How dumb of him calling you clingy when the truth is you weren't, when the truth is, it hurts you if he says this.
When you don't answer any of his calls or messages, he started to worry. What if you hurt yourself while trying to cook...and it would be his fault....
He excused himself and ran towards his car. He has to go home. As fast as possible.
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When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself
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!Warnings: angst, reader is confused about their feelings, fluff, reader tries to get better, swearing, term "princess" is used once, channie the therapist, fake!texts (lmk if i missed anything)
Side-Note: This might not be how most people expected it to be but I had to fix this somehow, also I think chan is a person to rather talk abt arguments 🤏🏽 also I'd like to do this random-question-number thingy, what do y'all think abt it??
It has been a week, since you basically threw Chan out and the past days, you kept yourself busy with chores all over your apartment, sometimes even doing the same thing twice, just to not think about what happened.
Chan texted you every day sometimes more, sometimes less, asking about how your day was, how you slept, if you ate something, but never if you wanted to hang out. You were glad he didn't ask, you didn't feel like seeing him, or anyone else, and your replies, if you even replied, we're really short and dry, often answering only after hours even though you've seen the message as soon as he sended it. You didn't want him to think that you're desperately waiting for a message from him.
You've noticed that you think like that very often since you didn't hug him back, almost as if something in you shifted, but you can't really tell what it is...
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You're currently washing up the dishes in the kitchen, while playing with the thought to extend your vacation, to one more week, when the door bell rang. You dried your hands on a towel and hurried to the door opening it, to see a package delivery man stand on the other side.
"I have a gift package for Y/n Y/l/n. Do they live here?" the man asks. "Yes, that's me, but I don't think I orde-" "There you go" the man interrupts you and puts the package and a bouquet of flowers in front of your feet, fastly walking off.
You stood there, dumbfounded, staring at the flowers. You sigh out and decided to take the package inside, at least it were your favorite flowers. As you sat the package onto the dining room desk, a sticky note fell out of the flowers, written on it: "Your co-workers said you took a vacation, so I thought I'll send you some flowers and some of your favorites to enjoy the days, take care princess ~channie"
That's so sweet, that's so sweet that it makes you feel bad for purposely avoiding chan. It isn't even that you're actually avoiding him, it's more like, you don't want to spend as much time with him, as you wanted before, but why? You walked towards your room, the package and flowers laying in the dinning room, untouched.
You fell face flat on your bed and groaned, turning over to your back. You didn't want to think about what happened that day, or what was wrong with you, but it seems like you have no choice. You love Chan and you don't want this dream relationship to end.
You've sat up in your bed and stared at your walk, for good 5 minutes before you decided to think about what happened the past weeks.
You thought about what chan said, all those hurtful things, his actions, your and his behavior, about what changed in your behavior...
That's when it hits you. You did, in fact, on purpose avoid him, but not because something is actually wrong with you, it's just that the words he said, the way he ignored you for a whole week, you took it all very serious, you took it to heart.
It's not that you hate him, it's that you hate the fact that you are who you are, that you're in fact clingy and over caring and that you don't want him to think that of you. That you avoid being with him so he doesn't say something like that every again.
Now that you think about it, it's just so stupid. He would never honestly think like that....would he?
You lay down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maybe you should meet up with him again? You do miss him...but what if it ends like that day before...?
You groan and roll around in your bed, when you get a message on your phone
Should you just ignore the message?.... But then nothing would change.... Maybe you should talk to him about it, tell him how you feel and how much his words, did hurt you.... This would be for the best.
You stood up from your bed and went to the door, opening it.
There was a bag, filled with noodles, sushi, even soju. You picked it up and went inside again, leaving the door open for chan to enter.
You've placed the food on the dining table, put the flowers in a vase, took out 2 pairs of chopsticks out of your cabinet and two cups.
Shortly after, you heared chan's voice, as he entered your apartment.
"Baby, i'm here!" he yelled, a little too loud, you got a headache already, or it's just because you weren't used to loud sounds anymore, since you haven't been around the boys anymore.
Chan entered the dining room and back hugged you. You melt into his touch, a warm hug, filled with love. You've missed that, but the voices in the back of your head are screaming your clingyness, so you back away, as fast as you melted.
"Sit down and eat with me" you stated, and waited for Chan to sit down, before you took a seat yourself. You've missed this. Sitting at the same table with him, eating together, spending time, you grabbed your chopsticks.
But what if he thinks you're clingy right now too?... The grip on your chopsticks tighten, which didn't get unnoticed by Chan, who laid his own, to the side. "Y/n, Baby, what's going on? I can tell there's something off and you wanted to talk about something..." Silence. "Y/n love ple-" "What you said..." you interrupted.
"What you said that day, really hurt me. I've just noticed that it really affects me and I don't know what to do about it" you were on the verge of crying, but you didn't care. There's nothing that can stop the waterfall of words now.
"I love you, I really do. I miss you so much, I want to spend so much time with you as before but..." you sob out and let the tears fall, which Chan wiped away with his thumb. "But everytime i'm around you my brain says that you don't like it that i'm around, that you think i'm clingy...even now-" "No." your endless sobs were interrupted by chan.
"No I could never. Never ever could I think you're too clingy, never would I not like you being around me. I took your sweet, caring and affectionate personality by granted, and doing so and saying that, were my biggest mistakes ever" Chan stood up and walked over to you, squatting in front of you, wiping away your tears.
"I'll tell you that as often as I need to, as you want me to, you're my life, my everything and I could never replace you with anything or anyone. Cling to me as much as you want, I don't know, come to the toilet with me, do whatever you want, you can have it, you deserve it my love." He kisses your cheek, as you started crying even more.
"Don't stain your pretty face with tears again because of me please" he rubs your cheek, staring into your eyes and your mind is suddenly so clear. That's what you want, what you need, is right there in front of you.
"Channie...my love...you're...i love you I'm sorry I'm so clingy sometimes..."
"No. You're not clingy at all. You're loving and that's why I adore you even more day by day, that's why I love you even more day by day, and this will never change. We're getting through it. Together and forever clinging to each other."
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"Babe am I too clingy...? Do you want me to get off you?" you ask him. You were currently curled up on Chan's lap in his chest, on the couch watching a movie. "No love, I love having you so close" he smiles down at you. "Are you sure...? I can get off you know?..." "More than very sure" he holds you tighter. Even though it's the 10th time you've asked him that in less than 10 minutes, he still says the same. Maybe it's not bad at all, being clingy. After all it's your man you're clinging to, no?
When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself
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!Warnings: angst, reader is confused about their feelings, Chan gets pushed away (no actual harm done!), fake!texts, swearing (lmk if i missed anything)
Side-Note: *does a happy twerk dance bc I actually came up w something even tho my brain is fried rn* No but rlly, I didn't even want to do a 5th part but I had to find a way on making it work between them and this part turned out to be too long☝🏽😞💔💔💔💔💔💔 now I'm heartbroken... ANYWAY ENJOY
It's been 2 days. 2 days and you already miss him. It's not that he doesn't deserve it, but you really just want to hug him right now.
You've spent the last 2 days, crying in your bed and not a single text message from chan. The other members did message you, but you only want one from him...you know you told him not to message you, but it's his fault in the first place.
You stood up and got out of bed. Maybe unboxing my stuff will get me on other ideas, you thought to yourself and made your way to the living room, taking your time unboxing and placing your items on the furniture you bought weeks before.
Everything went well and your mood brightened up till you got to one specific box. The box, filled with Polaroid pics from your date, loveletters and poetries written by chan for you and more. You just stare at them for a while, but then decide to close the box and take a nice warm bath, maybe then you'll relax for a bit and not think of him.
You went to your bathroom, and turned the bathtub water on, taking off your clothes next. You take some bathing salt and a bath bomb out of your cabinet, throw them in the half filled bathtub and step inside. You've nearly melted at the feeling of the hot, but not too hot water on you skin. Since you're together with chan, you've barely looked after yourself, you nearly forgot how good it felt to just spend you time and have no one else around and suddenly, it wasn't that bad that chan isn't around anymore. You actually felt, relived, so you just close your eyes and relax....
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You must have fallen asleep, because when you open your eyes, the water was cold. You've rubbed your eyes, washed yourself, wrapped your body in a bathrobe and left the bathroom. You yawn out and went straight to your room, when you hear your phone vibrate. Someone is blowing up your phone and in the back of your head, you wished that it's the person, it actually is. Chan.
You throw your phone on your bed and walk over to your wardrobe and bang your head against it. What. The. Actual. Fuck Y/l/n Y/n. Why would you possibly ask HIM, to come into your apartment after you told him you wanted space???
You grab some clothes out of your wardrobe, flinching as you turn around, as someone widely bangs open the door to your bedroom.
"Y/n?! Y/N!" chan screams, excited and runs over to you like an excited puppy, just to stop in his tracks as he remembers that you warned him not to touch you, so he stands still in front of you, with a giant smile on his face.
"Get out of my room. Can't you see i'm changing right now?" you coldly reply to him, fighting your inner demons to not jump right in his arms and hug him. His smile drops and he just blinks at you confused, which nearly breaks your heart. How is it possible that he was so mean to you, but is also so freaking cute which makes it so hard to hate him? "I-I don't understand.. why do I have to go out, it never was a problem to you-" "Do you want me to kick you out of the apartment instead?" you ask, as you walk over to your bed.
"NO, no i'll leave.." Chan lowly responds, walking out of the room. You weren't going to risk him calling you clingy again, for changing while he's in the same room, not happening.
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After you've changed into something comfortable, you've asked him to come back inside and sit next to you on your bed, with a good amount of space, which Chan stared at with a questioning look, but didn't comment it any further.
"So? Why are you here?" you started asking, "I mean, why did you come to my apartment. If you came to just apologize, you can go again, because what you said needs more than an apology. Just because you'll feel better after apologising doesn't mean-" "-Doesn't mean that it's actually okay, I know baby.." Chan interrupts you, as he stared down at your arms "Can I...hug you?" "Excuse me?" you ask confused. Since when does he ask if he can hug you..? "I mean, sure I guess" you just say and with that Chan grabs you by you waist with one hand, putting his other hand, securingly on your neck, hugging you. You were about to hug him back, but stop midway.
Why did you just stop? Isn't that what you wanted? He's here now so why don't you hug him? Could it be that you're...scared? Scared that he might think you're actually clingy and annoying? Scared of that he'll push you away if you make a move? Or are you...
"You smell so good...i missed you so much..." chan's words pull you out of your thoughts, as you push him off. He looks at you, confused. Why did you suddenly push him off? "Wh-" "You should go." "Wha- But why.." "Please Chris just go." "Can I at least get a kiss-" "GEEZ CHRIS JUST GO!" you yell. You didn't intentionally yell at him, but you needed some time for yourself to collect your thoughts, and he's only in the way.
"Please...just go" you mumble out, and Chan stares at you for a while, before standing up from the bed. "I'll text you when I'm home" he casually says, with a hint of sadness in his voice. He mumbles out a quick and quiet >>I'm sorry, for everything<< out, and makes his way out of the apartment.
What was wrong with you? You've missed him so much so why would you not hug him back? Why would you ask him to go? And why...why didn't you kiss him?... You've loved to do it before....so why not now?..
I'm posting this to make as many people aware of this as I can.
I know you're all going to scroll by because it's not a fic like you're here for, but please. Stop for two seconds and watch this video.
Please realize that this is not something to brush off. This is happening to him, to so many kpop idols.
This behavior on our end needs to stop. Nobody cares what you write about, create, image, we really don't.
But please, realize what you're doing to these people. Would you like it if you try to do ONE thing, no matter what it is, and have people actively sexualizing you to your face?
This is not a subject to joke about or take lightly. If people continue to make idols uncomfortable, they will stop doing things like lives and other things like that. We've even had people quit all together because of this.
Please, fix this before it's too late.
This has gone too far.
I'm tagging as many people as I can, because I don't have the followers to spread this.
When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself
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!Warnings: angst, angst and more angst, fake!texts, swearing (lmk if i missed anything)
Side-Note: Sorry but I really needed to do this, my heart desires this angst rn but dw y'all get ur happy ending (reader will throw chan off a building and gets married to jay why papi😍)✨
You were walking at a river, listening to a story one of your friends is telling, when you receive a message.
You groan and take out you phone to answer back as quickly as possible, but when you saw what the message was about, you were the one that nearly collapsed.
You didn't mean to be that mean, you really didn't but it just pissed you off so much. He hurt you and now he's expecting you to just come over and act like nothing ever happened?? You did care about him, a lot, but rightnow, you don't even know if you care about him since he's your boyfriend, or because he's a human being. Either way, you don't plan on forgiving him, not yet, not since it's been a week and there hasn't been even one message or apology.
"Y/n? Y/nnnnnnn everything okay????? You've been staring at your phone for minutes." Rin, one of your friends, asks you, as you were standing still, staring at your conversation with Felix.
"I'm...fine..just something..... unnecessary" you shove your phone back in your bag "Let's not mind it. How about we'll go shopping?" They all agreed on going shopping, but you honestly weren't in the mood for a fun day anymore, not when your mind keeps wandering to chan. Even if he was an asshole...you still love him.
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Later that evening, you drove over to the hospital chan was at, to "just drop off a bag" of fresh clothing for him tomorrow.
Earlier that day you asked Felix not to drop anything off and that you'll do it later, also asking him about Chan's state. Apparently he fainted due to stress, lack of sleep and also a sudden panic where his heartbeat wasn't quick enough to exchange the oxygen in his body fast enough, so it was in fact not your fault.
Well, not all at least.
You were just going to take a quick look at him, to make sure he's not dead. You love him after all... You can't just stop caring for him, you just wanted to see that he's okay...it's been a week and to be honest, you did miss him, somehow.
So here you sit, next to his bed, watching him sleep peacefully. The nurses let you in, when you said you'd quickly drop off his bag.
You just stared at his face for a while, before standing up and giving him a quick peck on his lips before walking towards the door, turning around when he mumbles out your name.
Oh this voice. His voice. How you missed hearing your name with that voice, from him. But instead of saying anything, you quickly and quietly get out of the room. You didn't wanna talk to him and you also don't want to give him the joy of knowing, that you still miss him after what he said.
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The next morning you were awoken by messages blowing up your phone and were close to a heart attack when you didn't recognize your surroundings, when you realize that you moved in your new apartment early, so you wouldn't wake up to a half dead chan banging at your door.
Instead, that half dead oldie decided to blow up your phone.
You turn you phone off, lay it on the nightstand, cover yourself with your blanket and.... Cry.
What did you do? Why did you say that? And why did he keep giving you the fault? Questions over questions linger in your head as you cried. You didn't want all this to end, but what if he notices he's actually better of without you? What if you just....destroyed a 3 year long relationship just because of your stupid personality?...
No. He deserved if. He definitely did for being an asshole. But do you really have to suffer, because of his mistakes?
You eventually cried yourself to sleep, in hope that it was just a bad dream...
Sometimes it's heart to accept the truth, because the truth sometimes hurts.
When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself
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!Warnings: angst, swearing, fun at the end bc reader needs fun in life (lmk if i missed anything)
Important!Side-Note!: Should I do a happy ending for them?
It has been 3 days since that incident. 3 days and still not a single message from Chan, not even an apology for yelling at you, nothing. You've been texting him every now and then, to ask if he's okay, eats and sleeps. He never replied to any of them, nor has he seen them, so you spend most of the time packing your stuff and working from home. You were glad you had a job you also could work from home for. Every now and then, you went over to the building, to check a few things, walking extra detours, to make sure, you won't bump into Chan.
A few of the other members texted you the past days, asking if everything is okay and why the haven't seen you around for a while, to which you just replied with "Busy with work and private stuff, dww:)". It made you happy they actually care that much about you, just because they haven't seen you in a few days, but also anxious and sad, since they care, but chan hasn't even shown any intress in you the past days. You weren't even able to tell him that you're moving.
More days pass, and a few days, turn into a week of no textes from Chan. At this point, you wondered if he even knew that you still exist.
So here you were, in your old apartment, stuffed with boxes, not being able to get your mind off chan and his well-being, even though, you're still deeply hurt from what he said, you couldn't just not not care about him....He pointed out two of your insecurities, just like that as if it was nothing and he doesn't even care...not about you not your feelings.
You let out a deep sigh. You should be getting ready for a day with your friends. Not think about some man, who happened to be the love of your life, who calls you his partner, but doesn't even know how to cherish you.
You let out another, heavy, sigh as you drop to the floor to put on your shoes, Let's just focus on having a great time today, you thought to yourself and left the apartment.
Well, maybe it was not the best decision to go out today...
Chan for his part, had to listen to a lectur from Felix, after you ran out, crying. "Chris..you really shouldn't have said all that to her. I understand that you were annoyed or whatever, but that was no reason to yell at her" "Really now? They were just being a fucking, clingy and annoying crybaby that couldn't take no for an answer, for whatever reason." chan sighed out, at the younger member. "That crybaby...was really uncalled for chris. They're your partner, not some random person on the street you can yell at. I wouldn't wonder if they took that "Leave me alone" to heart and actually leave you after that action." "But I-" chan starts, "I'm just saying chris. You better fix this before it's too late. After what you pulled, partners are faster gone than you could blink" with that, Felix leaves the room, leaving Chan alone, again.
Since that talk, Chan locked himself in his studio, thinking about the best way to apologize for what he said. But he couldn't find one. No matter how long he thought, days, a whole week, there was nothing but regret. He just had to apologize in person and beg for forgivness, hoping that you'd actually forgive him.
So there he was, with a giant bouquet of flowers, fresh clothes and hope.
He had the code to your apartment, so he opened the door, ready to be greeted by the warm, wide open hallway, but was greeted with the cold gray of bunch of boxes instead and the first thing he felt, was panic."Y/n? Y/n are you there?" he yelled, as he ran through your whole apartment, but as he saw that even all your date polaroid pictures where gone, he couldn't help but panic even more.
He let's the flowers fall on the floor, running to your room and nearly collapsed when he found..nothing. Where were you? Did you actually go? Did you actually leave him? All these questions consumed his head and that's when he broke, crying to the point he couldn't breath. He took out his phone and called the first number he saw in his recent calls. It peeped a few times, before someone took the call.
"Hey Chris everything alr-" "They're gone! Felix they're gone, they're not here i don't know what to do! I've never meant it I was just-" chan cried and gasped out at felix on the other line. "Woah there calm down, try to breath I don't understand a word. Relax, I'll be there okay? You know there is an explination for everything, that's what you always say, so try to relax it's okay" Felix tried to soothen the older man, while grabbing his keys and running out to his car. Chan didn't reply anything to that and continued soobing.
I have your location, I'll be there in 5." that's the last thing chan heared from felix, before he collapsed on the floor in your apartment.
And you? You were drinking coffee with your friends, while your bestie told you guys a story how she saw a horse that nearly drowned.
When he calls you clingy, so you distance yourself
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Next Pt. 2
!Warnings: angst, fake!texts, swearing (lmk if i missed anything)
Side-Note: I tried something new, I hope y'all like it :3
You and Chan had been dating for good 3 years now and just a few days ago it had been your anniversary and if anything, the past 3 years had been the best years of your life. You guys met when you were put in charge for one of Straykids's album and since then, the two of you grew really close. Of course Chan was a busy person, but he mad time for you whenever he could and never got mad at you for anything. Not even your clingy and sometimes overcaring personality, which had been a big problem in your previous relationships, bothered him. Or so you thought.
You were currently in the Kitchen of your apartment to make yourself breakfast. Chan stayed over last night to which you decieded, it would be for the best to sleep a little longer, and stay longer at work, even though you've still got to pack your things since you'll be moving soon.
You opened the fridge to get out some blueberries and other stuff, when you saw the Lunch made for Chan sitting in it, untouched.
You frowned and took your phone out, to notify him that you'll stop by at the studio to drop it off.
You let out a sigh and put your phone in your bag. I should just get over and drop it off, you thought to yourself and made your way down the hallway, between some boxes you've packed, while waiting for a reply the past hour. You stepped out the door, greeted by the shivering cold winter air and made your way to the studio, with your bag in one and chan's lunch in the other hand.
By the time you arrived at the building, you were freezing cold, mentally cursing yourself for not taking the car. You stepped inside the building, greeted by your co-workers. You gretted them back, making your way to the studio, knocking on the door once. No respond. You knocked twice. Again no respond. You decied to just let yourself in.
When you stepped in the room, you find a busy chan, howering over his Laptop, aggressivly clicking on his keyboard.
"Hey Babe, I texted you earlier but you didn't respond..you forgot your Lunch at my apartment, so I thought I'll bring it over" you said, and put the lunch next to him on his desk, with a smile on your face, which immediately dropped, when he just ignored you. You decided to shrug it off and came behind his chair, resting your chin on his shoulder.
"What are you working on?" No respond. "Chris do you hear what I say?" you ask and stare at him, but he just continues typing on his Lapotop. "Chris-" "Jesus fucking Christ Y/n, can't you just leave me alone?!" He bursted out and turned to you in his chair "But I-" you try to explain, just to be interrupted by him again "DON'T YOU GET THE HINT?!?" he yells, and you instantly stiff "Obviously I'm hearing what you say I'M NOT FUCKING DEAF OKAY?! I'm just ignoring you because I'm trying to have some alone time and do my fucking work without you constantly breathing down my neck!! Can't I just have like 5 minutes of alone time without your clingy ass being right here, next to me, like always asking me stupid questions and breakthing down my neck!?? And your overly caring personality is really getting too much, ever thought I left the Lunch there on purpose??? Or that I don't have time to constantly check my phone because I actually have work to do?????? Get you clingyness under control and LEAVE. ME. ALONE."
You didn't know what to say. You didn't even know if you should say something. You've never seen him like that. He sounded really mad, and you couldn't help but tremble and blinking your eyes so no tears could escape, but they did and didn't get unnoticed by Chan. "And here comes the river.." he sighed out and rubbed the bridge of his nose. You sobbed your cries in and turned around to leave, only mumbling out a weak "I'm sorry..." before rushing out of the room, running towards the exist, when you bump into Felix.
"Um Y/n is everything okay?" he asks, genuily worried but you just smile at him and nod, before hurrying to get home.
You just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day, but you couldn't even do that because you had to pack you things.