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Confidentiality - Chapter 3. - yandere!ATEEZ OT8 x f!reader

Introduction: Joining a peer support group for mentally ill was a good idea for the last two times you were there. Then it's only natural for the third time to go well too, right?

Pairings: yandere!Hongjoong x reader, yandere!Seonghwa x reader, yandere!Yunho x reader, yandere!Yeosang x reader, yandere!San x reader, yandere!Mingi x reader, yandere!Wooyoung x reader, yandere!Jongho x reader

T/W: This story will include talk about mental health struggles such as body dysmorphia, paranoid thoughts and more. Possessive and obsessive behavior. Dark themes are to be expected.

A/N: This chapter has only Yeosang, Wooyoung and San. Some of the other members are only briefly mentioned, because I'm trying to introduce the characters at a moderate pace, so it won't feel too packed. Thank you to everyone who has enjoyed and read my story!

Word count: 3 829

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A ring of a bell startled you as you walked inside a cafe. You weren’t a scaredy-cat usually. Your mind was as sane, stable and rational as could be, you had convinced yourself. But those days, you were sure that something bad was about to happen. 

You were feeling constantly on edge, after you had read the ominous words on the piece of paper Jongho had hidden inside your mitten a few days ago.  

It was foolish, even you recognized it, but you had thrown that mitten away. Those mittens had been knitted for you by your grandma during her last days. Although they probably wouldn’t have had any monetary value, they were a symbol of your grandma’s strength in fighting her illness. 

You wished you had even an ounce of her strength. You two had different disorders, but if you just were strong like her and could feel like you were safe, you wouldn’t have had to throw the mitten in the trash. 

But what else were you supposed to do? If Jongho managed to hide a message for you in there, he could have set a tracker in it as easily. After those warning words on the paper, you felt like your life was threatened even more than before. 

Looking around the cafe, you realized only now that you had never been there. But now that you were inside, you never wanted to get out. 

It was quite small but the decorations and atmosphere made up for it. If you didn’t enjoy the sweet scent of products of diligent baking, appreciation for the visuals was a must. 

The counter was the first thing that caught your attention. Soft hues of blue, pink, red and everything else with even softer creamy toppings on the pastries had an appeal to them that no customer could resist. They were presented in a way that no-one could walk past them without at least looking twice. 

It was almost Valentine’s Day so everything was lovely and pretty almost in a sickening way. Just the right way to help you focus on the atmosphere instead of your difficult feelings. 

It was quiet there, no superfluous music in the background, just people enjoying each other’s company or reading a book alone. This was just what you needed to clear your head. 

Just then, you caught a glimpse of someone familiar, coming to view with a tray in his hands. But you just couldn’t believe your own eyes. This was definitely not what you had expected to see, when you woke up that morning, feeling terminally anxious and hoping for some relief. 

But you did not complain. 

“Yeosang?” 

The said man almost slapped himself accidentally as he covered his face as quick as he could with the tray when he heard you call out his name. 

You took in the sight of Yeosang dressed up; he had baby pink trousers and t-shirt on, his biceps stretching out the sleeves deliciously. A ruffled, white apron on his body made him look even cuter, kind of like a househusband. 

Although you found the tiny angel wings attached to his back adorable, a text on the apron snatched your immediate interest. 

“Hug me!” the text demanded. 

“W-Welcome to this cafe... What would you like to order?” Yeosang squeaked out, still hiding behind the tray to save his dignity. 

“Are the hugs free or should I pay for them?” 

Yeosang peeked behind the tray to meet your eyes, his own filled with curiosity and confusion. Only after you pointed at his apron, he realized you were talking about the text. 

“It’s free... just for you,” Yeosang managed to give you a shy smile. 

“I was just kidding. You don’t have to hug me.” 

You had no idea which fountain of confidence you had drank from to be able to joke with Yeosang like this. But those few times you had talked to him were able to make your anxious heart calm down a little. Well, not completely; now your heart was fluttering with a different kind of anxiety. 

Yeosang looked almost disappointed as you told him he doesn’t have to hug you. 

“But what if I want to?” he asked. 

Speechless for a moment, you looked at Yeosang with lips slightly parted in surprise. He was staring at you, hoping you’d answer positively and wouldn’t shot him down. 

“Then let’s hug,” you said before you could think rationally. 

Yeosang could be hiding a knife in the pocket of his apron which he would stab you with. Maybe the knife would be a butter knife so it’d make your death excruciatingly slow and painful. 

“How... How do I hug you?” 

“Just a normal hug,” the way you answered sounded confused. How else should Yeosang hug you? 

He held onto the tray tightly. His knuckles were turning white unlike his red face. 

“I haven’t hugged anyone in many years. I’m not sure if I remember anymore how to hug.” 

Silently, your heart shattered into smithereens. You had thought you were socially anxious but Yeosang was on the next level. 

“Open your arms,” you guided. 

Yeosang did as told and opened his arms widely. 

You stepped nervously closer and wrapped your arms around his torso. It was unbelievable that you were doing this. 

But as soon as Yeosang let his arms slowly embrace you and sighed in contentment, you knew you had made the correct decision by hugging him. It felt surprisingly right to have his buff arms around you. 

You could feel his body sharing its warmth slowly with yours, and it made you strangely a little comfortable. Yeosang wasn’t the only one who had needed a hug. Now that you thought about it, you didn’t remember when was the last time you had hugged someone. 

But as you tried to break the hug gently, Yeosang held you even tighter. It wasn’t squeezing yet however you couldn’t wiggle out of his grip. 

“Y-Yeosang, you can let go now.” 

“A little moment longer, please.” 

Yeosang pressed his face to your neck, and you could hear him sniffing it. A small hum of satisfaction vibrated through his body. His breath tickled your neck, and you felt goosebumps form on your skin. 

The comfortable hug had turned into a creepy one quickly. You tried to remind yourself that Yeosang hadn’t hugged anyone in a long time, so his desperate attitude was forgivable. 

The way your heart had fluttered in excitement before turned into a gnawing feeling of anxiety as Yeosang didn’t let go. 

“Y/N!” 

Yeosang let go of you quickly as Wooyoung’s loud voice demanded your attention. 

Your savior Wooyoung had arrived with San following closely behind him. 

“Oh, and Yeosang too. Hi,” Wooyoung just nodded at the said man briefly before turning to you. 

“Where’s my hug at?” he pouted playfully. 

You knew Wooyoung was just joking but you had to resist the cringe that was about to creep up on your face. 

“She used all her available hugs for today already,” Yeosang answered. 

San chuckled a little, clearly humored, “I’m sure she can be charitable and give us a few hugs as well.” 

“Uh yeah, I guess,” you shrugged, biting your lip nervously. 

“Here I come!” 

Wooyoung’s warning barely even reached your ears before he was already hugging you tightly. Yeosang had been almost squeezing you but Wooyoung was definitely more than ‘almost’. 

Luckily it was a short hug since you had been nearly suffocating, as it seemed like he was trying to kill by smothering you with love. 

You would have rather been a victim of Wooyoung’s murder though than hug San. Wooyoung and Yeosang weren’t familiar to you either but you hadn’t talked to San more than probably two sentences. 

There was nothing wrong with San. He seemed respectful, and God was he handsome, but you had already felt a little uneasy to be locked into Yeosang and Wooyoung’s embraces. 

“You don’t have to hug me if you feel uncomfortable,” San smiled at you reassuringly. 

Now you would have just felt bad for not hugging him. He didn’t pressure you in any way; not with his body language nor with his words. 

But it was possible he was trying to manipulate you with his kindness. After all, under the resistant shell that tried to keep you safe, you had a tender heart. Some people were able to see through your shell straight into your soft spots and take advantage of them. 

“It’s not like I have something against you, I just don’t know you as well yet.” 

San nodded, the smile on his face understanding. The smile just didn’t quite reach his eyes which looked dejected. 

“Do you want to get to know me then?” 

His face was so hopeful that you didn’t have the heart to reject him. 

“Sure,” you smiled nervously, “You can sit next to me if you’d like to.” 

This time San’s smile made his eyes look like little crescents, “Great! Shall we find a spot to sit at?” 

“I’m joining you two,” Wooyoung informed determinedly, leaving no room for disagreement. 

You honestly felt relieved that Wooyoung was joining. That way San would pay less attention to you and the way you fiddled with the hem of your shirt. 

Yeosang watched as the three of you walked away. Disappointed, he pouted as you left but decided that this wouldn’t be the end of his and your interaction for today. 

“Here you go,” San pulled a chair out for you as you found a table to sit at. 

His respectfulness was attractive, you noticed yourself thinking. But still, it was important to remember he might have had bad intentions. 

You smiled at him gratefully and sat down. San seemed trustworthy enough that you could push the suspicions out of your head for a moment. Hopefully he hadn’t planted a camera on the chair that would record footage of your butt, although you believed there was nothing special to see anyway. 

Then you felt something sticky where you had just sat down. 

You got up quickly from the chair and took a look at it. Chocolate sauce on the chair. Chocolate sauce on your bottom. 

Of course, now it looked like you had had a serious accident. 

“I-I...” you tried to say something. 

“I’m so sorry! I should have checked the chair before offering it to you!” San panicked. 

“Y/N crapped her pants!” Wooyoung burst out laughing as he took a look at your butt. 

San turned to Wooyoung angrily, “Shut up! She did not!” 

“Did little Y/N have to go potty? Did you eat too many beans?” 

Your face was burning up. From humiliation or anger? You did not know. Tears were threatening to well up in your eyes. 

“Wooyoung, stop talking before I cut your tongue off.” 

San’s tone of voice was so dangerous that Wooyoung shut his mouth instantly. That didn’t stop his little giggles though. 

“I’m sorry. Let’s go to the restroom to wash your pants...” San shook his head in shame. 

You felt him take your hand gently into his to lead you to the restroom. Covering your butt with your other hand, you let him take you away from the curious eyes and quiet laughter of people. 

San was mumbling apologies as he led you to a restroom meant for disabled people. 

You wondered why San took you to that specific restroom. It was private. It was a closed space. You would have a hard time escaping him if it came to that. It would be child’s play for San to just stand in front of the door and block you from going out. 

When the two of you were inside the restroom, locked up, you felt your heart racing. 

“We have to wash your pants,” San started sheepishly, “You have to take them off for that.” 

It wasn’t unexpected of you to get shocked, “Could you go out then, please?” 

“Please, let me help you. This is my fault.” 

San’s pleading expression made you want to give in. But regardless of his feelings or sad puppy eyes, it was way too risky to let him be there. 

“No. You can wait outside the door, and I’ll call you in if I need help.” 

The pout on his face didn’t waver your determination, so San just left the restroom, sighing in disappointment at himself. 

You took off your pants and looked at exactly how bad the situation was. It was bad. No wonder Wooyoung had laughed so loud. 

But no matter how much you used the cheap hand soap and cold water on the stain, it didn’t leave. It felt like the stain just spread wider, soon the size of a tennis ball. You groaned in despair. This was really it. You’d either walk out with a “shit stain” on your pants or with no pants at all. 

There was a knock on the door. 

“Y/N? Did you get the stain off?” 

“No,” you answered San, trying not to sound annoyed. 

“Get your pants back on.” 

“Why? They still look like my rectum exploded.” 

You could hear a stifled little laugh San let out behind the door before he responded. 

“You can have my shirt and wrap it around your waist. That way it’ll cover your butt.” 

For a moment, you considered San’s suggestion. It sounded decent but there was one problem. 

“But... you wouldn’t have a shirt on that way.” 

“I have a jacket. Unlock the door, please. I’ll be coming in in a few seconds.” 

Once you had pants on you unlocked the door, and soon enough, San stepped in, carrying his black jacket. Before you could say a word, he unlocked the door and to your shock – and excitement – started taking his shirt off. 

“Ah! What are you doing?!” you covered your eyes. 

San just said gently, “I’m giving you my shirt. I couldn’t undress in the public area of the cafe.” 

“Why didn’t you undress in the men’s restroom and come here after that?” 

A moment of silence. 

“Hm. Good point. Too late though.” 

As San tapped your hands, you took them off your face to accept the shirt. 

The shirt wasn’t the only thing you received though. Your eyes received quite a gift as well: seeing San’s naked upper body. 

It had always been clear that San had a toned body. You had been able to see it through his clothes as well. But now that his bare chest was there in front of your eyes in all its glory, a gasp escaped your mouth before you could stop it. 

“Oh. Nice shirt,” you attempted to focus on the piece of clothing instead of San’s body. 

“If you like it, you can have it for yourself.” 

“What? No, it’s yours,” your brows were furrowed in confusion. 

“I want you to remember me by something.” 

That was weird. San and you barely knew each other but he was already speaking like that. You two shouldn’t have had any emotional connection yet. 

“You make it sound like you’re going to die.” 

San chuckled, “Just accept my shirt. It’d look better on you than on me anyways.” 

It was a nice shirt indeed, but you had complimented it primarily because you wanted to focus on somewhere else than San’s nudity. 

“Well, okay... Thank you,” you murmured shyly as you took the shirt and wrapped it around your waist, finally covering that shameful stain. Wooyoung’s gleeful cackling was still ringing in your ears as a memory of the humiliation. 

“Look at me.” 

At San’s request you turned your gaze at him. You tried your best to pay attention only to his face although your eyes threatened to glide over his chest. 

“Please, tell me you like what you see.” 

You got surprised by how desperate he sounded, the plead coming out almost like a whimper. He left no time for you to even answer; 

“What do I have to do? What do I have to change? I’ll do anything.” 

“You’re already good, San... What are you talking about?” 

San looked into your eyes intensely, despair deep in his dark brown ones. He took a step towards you. 

Your heart nearly jumped up your throat as he got closer. Oh, how stupid you had been to allow San to get inside the same, locked restroom. 

“Why didn’t you hug me then?” 

“I-I just don’t know you that well yet.” 

“But you hugged Yeosang and Wooyoung! You embraced Yeosang like he was your lover,” San started sounding frustrated, and it scared you. 

Then again, a knock on the door. A moment of silence followed it until Wooyoung spoke. 

“I heard my name. Come out, I’m bored.” 

San sighed and glanced at you sadly before stepping out of the restroom. He still didn’t have anything on his upper body. 

As Wooyoung saw San appear before him, his voice suddenly turned tense. You could hear the dark tone buried under a teasing, playful one. 

“Ah~ What were you two doing there? Why is San coming out shirtless?” 

Wooyoung couldn’t fool you or probably anyone. It was so clear that there was something off about him. The way his fists clenched and his lips tightened into a thin line as he stared at you coming out of the restroom. 

“San gave me his shirt to cover my butt.” 

Wooyoung just laughed a little and shook his head, “No. What did you really do?” 

A frown etched on San’s face. 

“That’s the truth. I took my shirt off to give it to Y/N.” 

“You’re both dirty liars. Tell me right now what you did to her.” 

The tension was growing thicker, making you dizzy with anxiety. Wooyoung and San’s somewhat civilized conversation was turning into an argument, but you couldn’t hear their voices anymore. Your mind was somewhere else. 

Only Yeosang’s voice brought you back down to Earth. 

“Guys. I have to ask you to leave. San is shirtless and arguing with Wooyoung,” Yeosang sounded nervous, “The other customers don’t enjoy listening to this.” 

The whole day had been one big embarrassing moment to you. First, you had had to hug Wooyoung and Yeosang. That wasn’t as uncomfortable but when added to the list of looking like you shat yourself, seeing San shirtless, and being told that you were causing a scene, it was too much. 

San and Wooyoung understood immediately that it would be best if you three left. A shameful look was on San’s face as he put his puffy jacket on, ready to go out. 

“Come on, Y/N. Let’s leave this place,” Wooyoung took your hand. 

Just as you were about to start following him, Yeosang stopped him. 

“I said ‘guys’. Does Y/N look like a guy to you?” 

“No, but-”  

“She can stay. You two must leave.” 

Yeosang was the sternest you had ever seen him but you still couldn’t take him seriously in his outfit. If he didn’t have a silly apron and angel wings on, he would have seemed scarier. 

Coming to the cafe hadn’t been as relaxing as you had thought it would be. 

You spent the rest of the day there under Yeosang’s eyes that didn’t seem to ever leave your figure. Finally, after having enough of the staring and feeling uncomfortable in your dirty pants, you decided to leave. 

The atmosphere in the cafe was utterly different than outside. As you walked past the countless stores, restaurants and cafes in their closing hours, you found comfort in the sound of snow crunching under your feet. 

Despite the warm streetlights and even occasionally moon lighting up your way, they couldn’t light up your thoughts. You felt like someone was following you. 

That’s why the crunching of the snow was so important. You could hear every step the person took. No other people were in sight which made your heart clench in fear. You were completely alone with a stranger in that dark night. Maybe it wasn’t even a stranger. Like Jongho had said, there might have been a threatening person in the peer support group. And you had a pretty good idea of who it could be. 

You accelerated your steps, testing how the person following you would react. And to your horror, the steps behind you accelerated as well, keeping up with your pace. 

Every step you took was quicker than the one before that until you were full on running. Your legs felt like they wouldn’t work and lungs like they were burning. You didn’t dare to look behind you. Precious time you needed for your survival would only be lost if you turned around. 

But this could be one of the few chances to see who it was. 

You whipped your head around, fully prepared to see someone chasing after you. Maybe it was Yunho. Would the police even believe you if you told them that one of their fellow officers, possibly even friends, was stalking you? 

But there was absolutely no-one. The night was as silent as could be. No moving cars, no people, no animals. Only snow falling softly on your head and melting the moment it descended. 

You stood there like a fool until you realized that this all could have been a trap. The stalker might have been tricking you into staying in your place for a little while before striking. So, with one last look to the darkness behind you, you headed to the darkness ahead of you. 

The trip was excruciatingly long and anxiety-inducing. When you finally arrived in your small apartment, you locked the door. As usual, you also made sure the chain lock was placed correctly. You had survived. 

Someone had been following you, you were sure of that. It couldn’t have been just your imagination. 

You sat down on the floor against the door. Exhaustion due to the running had made your chest and legs ache but you couldn’t care less. Suffering from pain, if it meant that you survived, was worth it. 

“Unlock the door, please.” 

You flinched as a small voice of a man called out. It sounded sad. 

“Unlock the door. I’m begging.” 

This time, the voice was desperate. There was no way in hell that the man behind your door had come with good intentions. 

 “Y/N. Unlock the fucking door.” 

You scrambled away from the door, getting up on your shaky feet when you heard the demand. Your legs almost gave out, making your attempt of standing firmly and ready look pathetic. 

You couldn’t recognize the voice. Feeling completely lost and unsafe even though you were inside your own home, you desperately tried to come up with any ideas of who the man could be. 

“Open the door, Y/N. Don’t you want to see me? Don’t you trust me?” 

“Let me in or I’ll come uninvited.” 

“Open the door, love. Please.” 

The time was ticking away. It was the moment to make your choice. Would you unlock the door or keep it locked? 

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If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏

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I'm a minor, so I don't have the money to donate, but I hope anyone who sees this have the money too ♡

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he's always the cutest, prettiest, most precious ever! 🩷

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UPDATE

hello !! i just wanted to come back and say that i do not allow blank blogs here (sorry) . if u don't have something (like pfp, reblogs, etc) on ur tumblr pages , i will block you( •�� - •́ )

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I keep giggling at this 😭

ATEEZ when you meet another idol!

note: jealousy, death jokes (?), other idols mentioned… that’s it.

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Would you guys like it if I start writing for Ateez? ( ;´ - `;) (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

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so, i was thinking a fluff one. so its a poly relationship with all 8 if thats okay. the reader always dies her hair and one day she decided to die her hair some other color. she does it at home and the guys help her.

hope its not to much, <3

Thank you for asking me! I know this is really short, I hope you don't mind. 💙💙💙😭😭

I tried to get all of them in here, haha, the dialog isn't really there but I hope it's 2 ur liking!

Ot8 x reader(poly) fluff.

"Nothing is better than doing your favorite thing with your favorite people."

Dying your hair was something you loved to do frequently. It just made you feel different and new every time. In fact, it was really therapeutic for you, and your eight boyfriends supporting you made you love it even more.

You were in bed, bored out of your mind. You haven't dyed your hair in a couple of months, keeping it a dark natural color, you were very busy with college and stuff so you didn't really have time to dye it as you did before... until, one day, you were casually scrolling online and saw a very cool dye you wanted to do(this). Immediately, you felt your eyes light up.

"y/n, are you here?" Chan called out. You smile, you haven't really talked to them more frequently because of your college.

"Uh, yeah, guys, look at this!" You excitedly said, showing them the picture of the hair. "It's been a hot minute since I dyed my hair, then I came across this!" They looked at each other and then chuckled, "Really? It looks cool!" Felix said with his soothing deep voice. "Let's try to recreate it!" Jisung spoke up, smiling.

"Uhh... Do you have the dye for it?" Jeongin asked, you nodded. You keep dye in the cabinet of your bathroom because who knows! Maybe you might wanna do something unique? You take out a pinkish orange color, smiling excitedly, "Okay! Let's do this!" Hyunjin excitedly said, clapping his hands together.

The next minute was full of chaos and giggles. At this point, you were more happy with the fact that you could spend time with them again rather than your hair being perfect.

"If this doesn't turn out right, please don't sue me~" Changbin said, playfully winking at you. You scoff and roll your eyes. After they put the dye in, they look at each other, "So do we blow-dry it?" Seungmin asked, ready to blow dry your hair to ashes. We all shook our heads, "You do do that. You're really going to get sued.." Minho muttered, causing laughter.

Hyunjin went and pressed the pinkish orange dye on my hair, concentrating on the brush stroke, like your hair was a painting. After a few minutes, with jokes, chaos, and getting your hair done(which seemed to be the least of your guys priorities) you finally get your dried. You looked at the finished product. It wasn't perfect, but it was terrible, just a little bit wonky... But that's okay, you had fun, and you got to bond with your eight favorite people by doing your favorite thing. :)

Again, I hope this is 2 ur liking. Have a lovely day!

Please reblog if you enjoy this!

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While I'm rewriting the series, I would really appreciate it if you guys send requests! Like oneshots and stufff

Hey, I just wanna say my series is not dead(it kinda is). I have been busy with school and home stuff, but the series is still in rewriting and a new chapter is to come!! :)

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Hey, I just wanna say my series is not dead(it kinda is). I have been busy with school and home stuff, but the series is still in rewriting and a new chapter is to come!! :)

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Wowwww 38 followers ?? Tysm :)) !!

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I just got a whole new change... anyways hello :))

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I'm so sorry I been gone!!!!

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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸: "𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮"..!

Chrt/ 0t8(mainly Chan and Minho), Y/n, mentions of Chae-Won

Σ(°△°|||) Warning: mentions of dying, Han is in the hospital. Mxm(Minho and Han are dating), Minho is acting crazy, cursing (and slight Felix x reader), petnames(nothing severe Minho calls you sweetheart)

Plot: You're just like the others, going to your basic university, and of course, you love the popular stray kids, but even then, you have a strange feeling about them and avoid them like a virus. Your suspicions would never be confirmed true. Until one day, life takes a particular path...

It was really hard to get up and go to school, so you told your roommate Chae-Won to tell your teachers and Felix you won't be here, she understood said her goodbye and left, giving you time to rest a bit until a few hours later, you hear some knocking, you wait a few seconds making sure it wasn't any of your imagination until you heard it again, you got up from your bed groaning and open the door only for it to be with your wost nightmare.. Bang Chan, and Lee Minho... just great. Why were the 2 oldest (and the ones you choose to avoid) of the group Stray Kids doing here..? At your dorm too? "Hey, can we talk for a second?" Chan says, trying to be less threatening than he is. You really didn't want too let them in as that feeling sets in again but maybe they wanted to talk about last night, you told them they can take a seat on yours and Chae-Won's couch "We just wanted to talk about what happened with Han and Jeongin" Chan says as he sat down and spoke in the calmest tone.

Your suspicions were true, but it still made your blood cold as shivers went up your spine "Um did Jeongin make it to your guys' dorm?" Did they know? They must have known, right? You doubt Jeongin hid this from his hyungs, and if Jeongin knew exactly how to kill those things, and he knew what that thing was, that must mean they somewhat know too right..? Maybe but your pretty sure that they wanted to know about mainly about Han since hes in the hospital "Im sorry but I wasn't with them when the accident happened" you partially lied, you weren't with them when they got hurt but, you were there when Jeongin killed the monster and after.

"Cut that lying bullshit" Minho's outburst caught you off guard but it was reasonable his boyfriend went into the hospital and the maknae of the group walked inside their dorm busted up with some bandages "I really dont know! I was walking to my car after my job and I heard Jeongin and he was hurt, and he killed this monster with my flashlight" You defended yourself under Minhos stone cold glare, while Chan looked at you with wide eyes "What did the monster look like?" you were hesitant to say anything "well I couldn't see whole but it's had really long arms and claws and it didn't have skin" You talked fast to the point you wondered if Chan and Minho even understood what you said. They looked at each other, like they were reading each other's mind, "Okay um Y/n, do you think you could meet us at our dorm if you could at 1:00" Chan said with a worried look, as you thought they probably don't believe you "For wha- okay. Yeah, sure. " they both nodded and left. What did you get yourself into? Holy shit time passed fast.. it was already 1:00, you put on a sensible outfit, and walked to your destination. Your heart was pounding more and more as you stepped closer to the dorm till you were there.

Two knocks. All it took for your heart to start pounding out of its chest, and who opened the door, of course Felix, worse ontop of worse, huh.. "Chan Y/n's here!" Felix gave you a sweet smile and invited you in. You, in return, gave him an awkward smile, and mentality said goodbye to the moonlight as you stepped inside. When you heard Felix closed the door and locked it behind you, your heart stopped pounding. Instead, you felt it stop, and cold sweat formed on your head. You take a couple of deep breaths when Felix takes your hand. "Follow me -" he sighs the contines his speech "-okay, Y/n, stay calm when we tell you all of this. I know it can be a lot to take in, okay? " he squeezes your hand. You kinda calmed down, as Felix led the way you heard the boys talking. "Seriously Jeongin, what were you thinking?" You heard Chan say, "Not only could you and Han get killed, you got Y/n into this! They don't even know what's going on..." When you saw the dining room, a few members were there Chan of course, Minho, Jeongin, and of course Felix. Jeongin had his head down, apologizing. You felt bad for the younger one. When you walk in, all eyes are on you. It was silent until Chan spoke up. "So, Y/n you know about last night, and we thought it was only fair we told you about it because... your life is in danger.."

What? Your life is in danger? When you were about to let go of Felix's hand, he grabbed it tighter. "What you saw was a Photothesitatic. It's a type of creation of the sound monster. We killed off the rest of the Photothesitatic, and we were looking for the last one.." Your eyes widen."That's why Jeongin was out there, but then what about Han?" You felt Minho's eyes sharpen at you, just as Jeongin spoke up. "I really wanted to prove myself to my hyungs, that I could handle anything, so I convinced Han to join me." Chan sighs he's probably really disappointed. "So then.. how is my life in danger?" You had to ask it. Minho spoke up. "The sound monster targets people aware of its existence in order to get more people to join its little army." He smirks."So basically, you're doomed, unless you agree to our 'terms' of surviving the fucked up town" how could he smile in this situation? "You guys are so strange, hell, maybe even worse." But what choice do you have? "Okay, what are these 'terms' of surviving?" Felix looks at you, then starts talking "Basically just stay close to us, me and Jeongin can protect you! Sometimes Hyunjin." You look at Felix and then the others."So basically, I have to stay with guys all day?" They all nod as you at them in disbelief, "Also sweetheart -" Minho spoke up again "- We're more than strange."

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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮: 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮..?

Chrt/ Jeongin and Han(mainly Jeongin), Y/n

Genre: thriller/horror

Σ(°△°|||) Warning: mentions of blood, implied panic attack(Jeongin), Han is literally almost dead. Let me know if I missed anything!

Plot: You're just like the others, going to your basic university, and of course, you love the popular stray kids, but even then, you have a strange feeling about them and avoid them like a virus. Your suspicions would never be confirmed true. Until one day, life takes a particular path...

《Masterlist》

You work part-time at a convenience store, for you it was a good way to blance school and make money, as you only worked on mondays and wednesday. When you walk into the employees' room to turn off the power, you call it a day. Using your flashlight, you walk through the woods. It was sadly the only way you could get to your car, you have considered changing your parking spot but a couple of thirty minutes (the extra twenty walking through the woods ) versus trying to find a good spot on hours on end, just swerving your car is a much better deal, Then you hear a twig snap turning around with your flash light in hand. You hear a noise in a distance "Help" a blood curling scream reached your ears... full-blown panic. What do you do here? You're in the middle of the woods, just as the night sky bloomed, and there's a person screaming for help, and you don't know where the noise is coming from. So with no sense of direction where the person would be, you decided to walk ahead and see if you could get a clue of where the person might be, but after a few minutes you saw something you never thought you would see as you got to the source of the yelling, Han and Jeongin from your school, but... Han and Jeongin were in horrible condition but Han was worse, his hair is mess, his nose is bleeding and his mouth was dripping blood to his chin, was he dead?, his whole body is coved with restless scratches, were you right about these boys? What the hell happened to them? Jeongin nose is bleeding, his arm has a large cut on it, and his face has some cuts on it, and as tears dripped from his face, his breathing is heavier it's obvious he's been running for a long time. You hear something behind you as you walk closer. Before you can look behind, Jeongin pushes you behind him and grabs your flashlight.

That's when you heard it, it was something you knew if someone said they saw what you heard, you would tell them to chill out, and stop Hallucinating but you saw something, and it had sorts of long claws, it didnt have skin from what you saw, and... it just burts into flames the second the flashlight faced it. Just what the hell is the thing?, you couldnt see anything else, and you're glad you didn't. It then screams, reaching your ears. The shriek it led out was horrible, yet full of pain... can it even feel pain? you guessed by the way it was screaming. As it was basically being burned alive, but how, and why..? You thought they got attacked by an aggressive bear, wolf, hell, even a fox.. what... is that? After that question, though, it was over.

It was over..? All you see are ashes with flames covering the ground as your hand sat beside you with jeongin infront of you, you turn to Han who leaned on a tree but quickly turned back having questions that needed answers "What the hell was that?" You sat up and pointed at the ashes that monster was, Jeongin went silent for a second the spoke up in a very quiet tone " That was a creation of the Sound monster, the type was a Photothesitatic" Youre shocked by the lack of emotion he's giving off now, before you knew he was screaming his lungs out "And what are you doing here?, what the happened to Han and are there more of that monster? How did you kill that monster to begi-" "I'll tell you later, but can we please get Han to safety..?" You realize he was obviously overwhelmed with your questions and wanted to focus on what was more important, you now feel really guilty for getting carried away "okay, a convenience store I work at is this way-" you point to the way of your job "-the power is working there." Jeongin noded, letting you lead the way by giving you the flashlight and picking Han up.

The walk all the way back was silent, but you could tell Jeongin was on the verge of crying, you open the door and locked it behind you guys for the sense of safety. You sprint into the employees room turning on the power and pulling out a medkit in a attempt to disinfect and bandage his and Hans wounds, you were worried mainly about Han, you didnt have the correct or necessary resources to help him, and Han didn't wake up once but when you got close to him, he was breathing so you calmed down a little. You grabbed your phone and started calling 911. When the ambulance came, you and Jeongin were patched up, and Han was taken in the ambulance, two police officers came in to talk to you and originally Jeongin but he was too shaken up, crying too much to even answers questions. "What is your relationship with the young man?" You were shaken too, but the right now the only person able to answer the police is you, "I'm a classmate of him-" after a lot of talking to officers and officers talking to each other, you take the chance to clean up.

You were left with jeongin, who was able to calm down, closing the door, finally closing the store. "I wanted to thank you, Y/n, for coming to save us... if you waited any longer, we would've been dead, Han and I owe you." Your heart softened as the younger bowed to you. You grabbed him by both shoulders, making him lift his head up."You already owed up to me, remember? When you killed that... Photo thee-ahh?" You cringed at your very poor attempt to say the word. "Anyways- what I'm saying is that you don't owe anything to me... not you, not Han, not anyone, okay?" You smile as one of your hand goes to his cheek as a attempt to comfort him, he looks at you and stands up straight, his dried tear face forms a small smiles though its small, it's still there "I'm sorry, you must've had so many questions I-" "It can wait" you cut him off, you didn't want anymore pressure on him like you did before. "Can you walk home..? I can drive you to the dorms if you want! I'm going anyway." You say as you swing your bag over your head."Yes... thank you."

When you tell the police officers you and Jeongin will be leaving, thinking it's safer, the police officers follow you guys to your car. You thank the policemen as you start the car, during the ride, you drove slow, relaxing music plays on your radio to ease the tension, as you pull into the driveway and park your car, Jeongin speaks up "Um do you think you can put your phone number... O-or anything you're comfortable with, really, " He nervously says. You chuckle at his nervousness. "Okay, how about I give you my number, and we can go from there?" You reassure him, "right! Yeah, that'll work. " You pull out your number, Jeongin immediately pulls out his phone and starts typing down. You walk into your dorm, locking it behind you. In your bed you had a hard time sleeping, you couldnt help but think about what you saw, what you heard, you turn on you phone put on some relaxing music to ease yourself, slowly falling asleep.

▪︎ I hope you like the story so far! Please reblog and comment so more people see my work. Sadly, liking doesn't work. (╥﹏╥)

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: 𝓜𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓹...

REWRITTEN

Chrt/ 0t8(mainly Felix), Y/n

Genre: thriller/horror

Plot: You're just like the others, going to your basic university, and of course, you love the popular stray kids, but even then, you have a strange feeling about them and avoid them like a virus. Your suspicions would never be confirmed true. Until one day, life takes a particular path...

《Masterlist》

"Trending news! The infamous K-pop band Stray Kids, made of Bang Chan, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin, Yang Jeongin have all been recently sent over fire for suspicious behavior"

We know that ever since we came here, everything has been strange.

"Their families recently sent them to Serrena Juniper University, a private school that educates music, psychology, human responsibilities, and more. A school that was made in 2009 by Ru Ahmaria. Their management said that they will be living in the dorms of the university"

We know it would've been better if we never went to this school.

"Many students are freaking out about this upcoming event, an example is this tweet from a student at Serrena Juniper "IM FREAKING OUT RN TGE STRAY KIDS IS GOING TO SERRENAAAAA" This is only one of the many tweets excited for the coming Stray Kids"

So many people died.. if only we could fix everything as fast as possible.

"But do not worry, their company said Stray Kids will still be dropping music! Or as we call it absolute bangers, but enough about the good news, let's talk about the drama that started this change in the first place."

We're trying to protect you guys. We apologize its taken long.

"Stray Kids have been accused of suspicious behavior and activities! Their were photos taken of Lee Minho and Hwang Hyunjin carrying heavy black bags, fans are concerned because those bags aren't designer bags, their heavily strapped duffle bags. Many fans are concerned and have suspicions that Stray Kids of hiding something mysterious an example is post "I used to be a fan of Stray kids but after these pictures I stopped. They obviously have something dangerous in those bags, and if you still support Stray Kids, please block me." But not all fans have this response. Others don't have an issue with the pictures and joke about it "Bro their hiding Chan's laptop."

What do we mean by all this?

"What are my opinions on this situation? Well, I think that fans have nothing to worry about. They could be carrying equipment for videos- "Oh, like helping staff?"- "Yeah! Like helping staff and stuff, their probably really busy, and they can't give off a friendly vibe right now."

Well..

The Stray Kids coming to attend and live at Serrena Juniper was really the topic of the school for months. Well, it still is, but now that they're here, it calmed down a little bit. Felix is your self-proclaimed 'seat-buddy.' The reason he calls himself this is because we sit next to each other... in almost every single class, but you aren't complaining. Felix is nice, a joy to be around even, but whenever you take a liking to someone popular, your brain decides to have a very uneasy feeling.

Originally, you thought it was you being nervous because Felix is popular, and in the boy band you love so much, but even when you thought it would go away after a couple of weeks, it stayed for months. It wasn't only Felix. It was all the boys. At first, when the boys recognized you, your heart was pounding against your chest out of excitement, but after a few months, you thought would get used to it.

"Seat-buddy!" Felix calls out to you, "Me and Jeongin are going to the arcade. Do you wanna come? " Ah, the youngest of the group Jeongin. You didn't sit next to him, but you did have him in some of your classes. Luckily, not in most classes as Felix, even so, Jeongin wasn't that quiet, but he wasn't that loud either. Sometimes, he was talkative and energetic, but he didn't really disrupt class. He was mainly seen talking and joking around with the boys in the class, or just straight up with Stray kids.

"I'm sorry, but I have to study because I have a test coming up in two days... sorry. " You give him an apologetic smile. Maybe you would've gone if there wasn't a test, but you doubt that a lot. Felix quickly holds both your hands with his tightly, "One day you gotta come, okay? The boys have been talking about you!" Felix eyes gaze into yours, holding your hands close to his chest."Excuse me..? They- they have..?" You question Felix's statement.

You have short conversations with Chan, you rarely talk to Minho and you dont have any classes with him, you only have one class with Changbin and majority of the time he's late or just straight up misses class, even he was in class other people were crowding him, Like Changbin you only share one class with Hyunjin and people are crowding him but it's the only time you see him you never see him in the halls or with the boys, you don't talk to Han purely because you don't know how to start a conversation and you don't want to make him uncomfortable, Seungmin is always talking to someone or studying so you don't want to disturb him, Jeongin is just... Jeongin.

You just cannot see why you would have any relevance or even be a topic of the boys when you don't even talk to the majority of them, "Felix have you been talking about me to the boys?" A smile slowly spreads on your face while Felix's face changes into a flustered one, "You caught me! Yeah, I have, but i said only good ones, I promise!" Felix giggled. You wanted to say something eles until his phone starts ringing, now he gives the apologetic smile before fumbling in his bag for his phone, "Felixxx, where are you? I'm standing in front of the arcade!" Jeongin could be heard from his phone. An embarrassed look was plastered on Felix's face when he glanced at you "Sorry Innie, I'm on my way right now." You took that chance to leave."That's my cue! See you later." Felix waved goodbye, and you both went your separate ways.

You let go of the breath you were holding for a while now, your stomach turning qnd heart pounding, you sight and cover your face. You knew better than to go with the arcade with Felix and Jeongin. The others will obviously show up at some point while you two are hanging out with each other and you just cannot handle that, especially Chan the leader of the group, if anyone from Stray Kids took the medal for being the strangest in Y/n's eyes, what better than the leader of the group!

Chan was the biggest one who gave you the "Be Panicked and calm at the same time" attitude, maybe because of the of the fact he is the leader his vibe is naturally commanding and heavy, but besides him having short conversations about your day nothing really happened between you and him and you were grateful, if there's a problem with him, than really there's a problem with whole of stray kids and you would past out if that happened.

Now that it's the end of the day, your thoughts start to wonder to the boys, "What do they talk about daily?" When ever you glance at them or their table, your mind wonders, they look like a dream, they always laughing and smiling surrounded by others all the time, they even look like they fit each other like puzzle pieces.

If it weren't for Felix, they probably wouldn't even know you existed, and you would never talk to them. "Hell, Felix, you're cornering me between your group and a lava pit." You thought but instead of focusing on them anymore, you decided to focus on the upcoming test, Felix is really sweet but you don't think you can handle anymore of this feeling anymore, maybe you were jealous that would explain everything but you never felt anything like this before.. yeah if there's someone popular you obviously would feel really nervous but it never went into jealousy, you dont think you have any sort of malice towards them, but it's gotten to the point you feel sick and have to stay in for classes, you cant escape that buring feeling in your chest.

maybe it was a part of you seeking something?

Do you mean im unconsciously searching for something?

Yeah, maybe your body is looking for answers?

About what?

I want to know.

What am I looking for?

You'll find the answer pretty soon..

Okay. Maybe you're going a little crazy, and you have a burning headache. Maybe it is all jealously taking over, making you stray away from people you enjoy... right?

[mqnkeyves]

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉..?

𝓟𝓸𝓵𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝔂 𝓚𝓲𝓭𝓼 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 (Rewriting!)

(Member x Member) (0t8 x reader)

Plot: You're just like the others, going to your basic university, and of course, you go to university with the popular models, stray kids, but even then, you have a strange feeling about them and avoid them like a virus. Your suspicions would never be confirmed true. Until one day, life takes a particular path...

Warning: poly skz, mentions of blood, gore, monsters, cursing, mention of dying, actual death(not of major deaths), and childhood trauma (yay!)

Authors note: This story is only for fun. In this story, the boys from skz or y/n might seem ignorant, distrustful, or straight-up rude, so please be patient !! I want to show how skz(0t8) and y/n develop and grow as the story progresses !! Thank you for your time... Now, shall we begin ?

▶ • ılıılıılılılılılı. 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: 𝓜𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓹...

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮: 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮..?

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸: "𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮"..!

All are under rewriting !! Please be patient. More will be added soon !! Until then, please reblog and comment to boost my writing to more people :D

also, these writings in no way are how I view stray kids or anyone of the matter. Stray kids are their own, and you obviously belong to you.

Have a nice day! ❤ (ɔˆз(ˆ⌣ˆc)