But I'm okay {Stray Kids Spanking Story}

Weeping Willows {Han + Bang Chan}

I'm sorrryyyyyy this is so long!

Thank you for being patient! I just got back to school and am trying to adjust so updates will be random for another week but then it will go back to normal. Thank you as always for reading and commenting and supporting! You all make my day so much better. I can't imagine not having you all with me. 💙

Tell me what you thought of this comeback! Because I can't get enough of it!

Love ya bunches ☀️

// Third POV //

Black rain creeped down from above, sounding the streets of Malaysia with sirens full of silence and horror.

Jisung was in his and his brother's shared room. He got a peak out the window, into the forest next to their house.

The trees were black. Leaves were bright with vibrant colors: orange, red, green. They were visible in the pouring black rain and although it was staining the property with a miserable, somber glow, the color itself was free of pain.

Surrounding the garden below was a mile long hurricane of bees and wasps. It was horrifyingly clear what they were here for.

Han's heart was empty. His entire soul was out of his body, leaving his face and body bare of any true signs of fear or empathy.

He was protected by the lifeless walls around him but as he drew closer to the window, the rain got louder and drummed against Han's rib cage louder than a volcano eruption.

The storm got heavier and the night became longer. Jisung took a step forward and all of a sudden, the window was gone.

His house no longer sheltered him and he was outside, waves of black rain painting his body.

Being outside, Han finally got to experience the storm up close. Monstrous thunder shook the ground, killing numerous people on impact.

The clouds called out to the Korean and only the Korean.

Han looked behind him just in case anyone else heard it but there was no one. Everyone else was either dead or worse than dead.

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders move and his body grew numb as he began to weep to the demonic figure in the trees.

A wind force more powerful than a tornado swept Han off his feet and threw him around the wet ground. It was too dark to see what was ahead of him; all he saw were the splashing colors of the leaves off black trees.

It lit a path down a deserted road like a lighthouse during a dangerous storm.

Trying to hold his consciousness, Han blasted down the road, his body coloring with decaying rain and wet grass.

Han was met with nothing. The leaves' color automatically shut off and he was left alone in the eternal darkness.

Silence.

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Light embraced Jisung and he opened his eyes to see a figure standing over him, shaking his body over and over.

His eyelids were stuck together, it took a full minute to actually get them to be welcomed back to reality.

He yawned. Rolling on his back, Han allowed Seungmin to continue shaking him.

Frustrated, Seungmin let out a grunt and spoke over the rapper. "Minho hyungie, he's not waking up!"

Another groan was heard. "Jisung, c'mon, we have M Countdown today."