Could you write the reaction of SKZ OT8, where the reader leaves a party and while waiting for a taxi, sends a message to Chan saying that they are now on their way home, but a thief breaks the window next to them and steals their phone. As a result, the reader is forced to walk home with glass and small cuts on their body. They arrive home crying, where the boys are eating calmly
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YOU'RE SAFE NOW - bsf!ot8 x reader
after your walk home from the bar goes wrong, your boys are there to make sure you feel safe.
warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, blood
It was just a little get together at a bar not too far from the dorms. Some of your girls wanted to meet up, and you had been dying for some quality girl time. Drinks and conversation flowed freely as you sat at the round table, laughter filling the crowded bar.
Around eleven thirty, you decide to call it a night. Everyone exchanges hugs before going their separate ways. There's a small entryway between the actual bar and outside, so you stand in there as you text Chan and let him know you're on your way.
'y/n - on my way! be back soon'
With the text sent, you switch apps to call a taxi. Your fingers are tapping aimlessly at the screen as you enter the address of the bar.
You're leaned up against the door when the glass shatters. A gloved hand reaches out and grabs your phone, tugging your hand through the broken glass.
"Hey!" you yell, pulling your arm back.
The attacker was ultimately stronger than you and ended up prying your phone from your hand. You walk outside and watch as the man runs away, your only way of communicating with anyone with him. You glance down to see the multitude of cuts covering your hand, and your eyes well up with tears.
You had just bought a new phone not that long ago. Swiping away your tears with your good hand, you begin the walk to the dorm.
It's near midnight when you finally get back. Your hand throbs as tears continue to slide down your cheeks, smearing your mascara. With a shaky hand, you unlock the door and walk inside.
The guys are seated around the table eating calmly when they hear you come in. Upon not hearing your usual greeting, Jeongin hops up to come meet you.
"Hey, you're back-" He takes in your teary face and the blood still swelling on your hand. "Shit." Jeongin calls for Minho and Chan as he wraps his arms around you, holding on to you tightly.
Chan comes around the corner with Minho right behind him, and his heart drops.
"I'm on it," Minho says before turning around.
Chan walks over to you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he takes you from Jeongin. "It's okay, beautiful, you're safe now." Chan leads you to the kitchen and places you on the kitchen counter.
"Is she home?" Jisung asks, peeking his head around the corner. His eyes go wide when he sees the state you're in, and he's at your side at an instant. "Who do I have to kill? What happened?"
Changbin pulls Jisung back by the shoulder. "Relax, man. She's okay, she's here. That's all that matters right now."
As Changbin leads a protesting Jisung out of the kitchen, Hyunjin walks in, his face paling at Chan's intense expression and your shaking form. Hyunjin walks over, wrapping you in a tight hug. "I'm so sorry we weren't there, beautiful. You're never going alone anywhere ever again."
Once Hyunjin untangles himself from you, Minho gently untangles your hand from where you have it clenched in Chan's shirt and he starts dabbing at the blood with gauze. Your other hand is still gripping onto Chan like your life depends on it.
Felix and Seungmin walk in, curious as to what all of the commotion was about. Felix's eyes start to sting as he sees you practically trembling against Chan. He walks over, kisses your forehead, and walks out in order to compose himself.
Seungmin walks over to you next, and he comes to stand in front of you. He wraps his arms around you, careful to avoid Minho, and kisses the top of your head. "I don't know what happened, but you're okay. We've got you," he mumbles. Seungmin steps away to give Minho more room to work.
"This part's going to sting a bit, okay? I just don't want you to get infected," Minho says, picking up the antiseptic.
You squeeze your eyes shut, pulling Chan forward so that you can rest your head on his chest. He murmurs short phrases to try and distract you as Minho works.
It feels like forever before Minho's done with the antiseptic. You let out a sigh of relief, your body going slack against Chan's.
"We're still going to take you to the doctor tomorrow to make sure there's no glass in your cuts, but I don't want to take you to the ER right now," Minho says as he presses fresh gauze to the cuts. He quickly wraps your hand up, pressing a kiss to your palm as he secures the bandage. "You're safe with us, don't ever forget that."
Felix is suddenly at Minho's side, his eyes red, and starts disposing of any trash. He gives you a smile, and you give him a small one back.
"Do you want to talk about it yet?" Chan asks softly, his hand rubbing your back slowly.
"Yeah, but can we all talk about it so I don't have to say it multiple times?"
Chan nods, kissing your forehead again.
Felix comes over and helps you off the counter, one of his arms going around your shoulders. "I'm sorry I disappeared like that. I just hate seeing you hurt, and I didn't want to stress you out more," Felix confesses as the two of you walk towards the living room.
"It's okay, Lix. I understand." You squeeze his hand with your good one as you sit down on the couch.
Chan finally rounds up all of the guys and gets them into the living room. Jisung jumps on the couch on your other side, wrapping both of his arms around one of yours.
"Tell me who did it, and I'll commit crimes, I swear."
You giggle softly, leaning into him. "It's okay, Ji. Don't need your pretty face getting arrested."
Hyunjin and Seungmin sit in front of you on the floor, their heads resting on your knees. Jeongin, Chan, Minho, and Changbin sit on the other couch.
"Whenever you're ready," Seungmin says, his hand rubbing over your thigh gently.
With a deep breath, you tell them the entire situation. The energy in the room shifts as you finish the story. All of them are struggling to hold in their anger. They were angry at the guy for hurting you and taking your phone, they were angry at themselves for not being there, and they were angry because the world did that to you.
"Like Changbin said earlier, I'm home and I'm safe, that's what's important," you finish.
Silence fills the room, everyone too on edge to speak. Chan sighs, breaking the silence. "Let's get to bed, okay? We're all on edge right now."
"Can we have a sleepover out here?" Jisung asks, his head popping up from where it was resting on your shoulder.
"As long as Y/n's okay with it."
You nod. "Yeah, that sounds awesome actually."
Everyone jumps up and starts going to get the necessary things for the sleepover. Chan and Changbin move the coffee table out of the way before pushing the couch back with you still on it. You laugh as they do, and you see them both smile.
Changbin sits beside you, pulling you into a hug. "I'll become your personal bodyguard, so I can beat up any asshole who tries to mess with you," he says.
"Thank you, Binnie," you say, leaning further into his embrace.
Hyunjin, Seungmin, Jeongin, and Jisung come back with two futons each and start spreading them out on the floor. Felix and Minho follow with blankets and pillows. Chan walks in after them with a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt of his for you to wear.
"Go get changed, we'll be here when you get done."
You slip into the bathroom and change out of your nice top and jeans. You grimace when you notice the blood that had dripped onto them. Nothing a little peroxide can't fix, you tell yourself as you put them into a plastic bag. You slip into Chan's hoodie and sweats, sighing at the comforting feeling.
After quickly washing your face and brushing your teeth, you walk back out to the living room. You throw the bag of clothes towards your room and climb over the guys until you're in the middle.
Jisung pats the space between him and Felix, and you lay yourself down between them.
"Thank you, guys, for everything. I don't know what I would do without you."
"We're always here for you, Y/n," Minho says. The guys chorus their agreements, and you giggle as you settle in for the night.
Having eight guy best friends was overwhelming at times, but you've never loved them more than you do right now.
