Insomnia ◑ A K-Pop Mafia Story

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Han groaned as the sound of rapid banging drifted to his ears. Stumbling to his feet, he approached the door muttering unintelligible things. He grabbed the door handle, flinging it open, and ready to curse at whoever had decided to bother him at two in the morning. The smell of alcohol immediately pushed past his sleepiness and his eyes widened in (almost) disbelief. But then again, it was Daechul — she was full of surprises.

"What the heck are you doing here?" he questioned, trying to keep his temper to himself. He would have preferred to stay sleeping instead of answering the door for an alcohol-drowned tiger cub — which was exactly what she was.

"Where's Mr. Bang Chan?" she mumbled, leaning on the doorpost.

Han glanced down the hallway, "Probably in his room sleeping as you should be..." He trailed off before settling his gaze on her again, "Wait, why did you call him "Mr. Bang Chan"? And how much did you drink?"

Giggling, she shrugged and rolled her eyes, "Who knows?" And with that, she turned and clumsily made her way down the hall to "Mr. Bang Chan's" room. She knocked on the door and waited, glancing at Han who still had his head poked out of his room. She grinned and sent a wink and a wave to which he gave her an incredulous look and shut his door.

Just a moment later, the door in front of her opened to reveal a shirtless Bang Chan. His eyes widened in horror and he slammed the door shut, reopening it a short moment later as he finished pulling a shirt over his bare upper body. He gulped nervously, flustered by his manager's sudden and unexpected appearance.

"What, um...brings you here this early?" he fumbled over his words.

Daechul just crossed her arms and gave him a thoughtful look, "So the man sleeps shirtless..."

Chan glanced down at his shirt, continuing to awkwardly adjust it on himself, "Sorry, I didn't know you were coming—" he suddenly noticed the smell of alcohol, "—wait, have you been drinking? Are you okay? You haven't done anything like this in months..."

The woman just shrugged, "I'm restless, what can I say? Also, I'm here because you wanted to speak to me."

"I—" he stopped himself before continuing, as if thinking of his next words, "—I didn't mean you had to come over immediately. You should get some sleep, maybe get a pill to help with the hangover in the morning, some water — you know what? Let me just walk you to one of the guest rooms to make sure you don't get, um...distracted on the way."

He ushered her away from his room and to the kitchen where he got her a glass of water and a pill for in the morning. As quickly as he could, he walked her to a guest room and made sure she wasn't leaving until the morning. The last thing he needed was a drunk Kim Daechul wandering the halls of his mansion. The last time that happened, he had sent her to a guest room thinking she would be fine on her own but no. The woman saw a painting on the wall and thought that it needed to be hung on another side of the mansion. Thus decided she was the one to get the job done.

A butler had a black eye the next morning.

Three of the glasses were broken in the kitchen.

Hyunjin's closet looked like it had been through a fashion raid.

This was the aftermath of that night and the Stray Kids Residence swore to never let that woman drunk loose in their mansion ever again. Bang Chan wearily headed back to his room for the night, still embarrassed by the surprise appearance and not wearing a shirt. His cheeks were still bright red and he hoped to never be in such a situation again.

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The next morning, Daechul woke up with a groan. Her head was killing her and she didn't recognize where she was at first. Climbing out of bed, she noticed a pill and glass of water with a note on the nightstand.

"You were pretty drunk last night,

A pill for your headache and a glass of water.

Come downstairs for food."

"Chan," she stated, immediately recognizing the handwriting. She took the pill and downed the glass of water before heading outside of the guest room. Yawning, she ruffled her hair and trudged down the hallway to the stairs which led to the kitchen.

"Morning, Daechul," greeted Hyunjin, setting a plate at an empty seat, "Here's your breakfast."

"Thanks," she mumbled, taking her seat and digging in.

Soon Chan entered and sat down across from her with a smile, "Good morning, how are you feeling?"

Daechul sighed, "I could feel better, what happened last night?"

Han started laughing, "You came straight to my room asking for 'Mr. Bang Chan' so you could speak with him. How did that chat go anyway?"

Chan patted Han's shoulder, "Alright, that's enough. I got you the things on your nightstand for you since I figured you'd be feeling pretty crappy. I made sure you were sleeping before I left you — I didn't want any um...events to take place like last time."

"And everyone woke up to a normal Stray Kids Residence," announced Felix with a cute smile, lifting a spatula into the air triumphantly. 

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