Soulmate production [Chan x Reader]

[8] - Chan's room

Chris POV

Once again, I couldn't sleep at all. This time it wasn't because I felt excited, unfortunately. I've spent every second glancing at my phone in hopes y/n would reach out and tell me that she's okay. Unfortunately she's left all my messages unanswered and I can't help but feel uneasy. I've been considering calling the police on them, but I'm terrified it would cause a huge ruckus. I let my face fall into the palms of my hands but quickly attempt to straighten myself when I hear Changbin enter my room.

"Weren't you in charge of making breakfast today?", he asks calmly but with a tint of passive aggressiveness.

"Fuck, I forgot. I'll get right to it now", I jump up hastily.

Changbin watches me as I run upstairs into the kitchen and open the fridge. I glance around, trying to figure out something edible to make, but my mind isn't working. I know I'm looking inside the fridge, but I can't seem to register any of the food that's inside. My friend appears from behind me and grabs a couple eggs, then places them in a bowl on the counter. He leaves two taps on my shoulder, making me turn around and look at him confused.

"It's pancakes today. All the ingredients are out already", he explains while pointing at our kitchen counter.

"Oh, right. Thanks Binnie."

I begin grabbing the eggs and placing them back in the bowl after realizing that I haven't even looked for a recipe yet. Before I can grab the flour and pour some into another separate container, he stops me.

"Where is your mind at? You're acting as if you've never stood inside a kitchen in your life."

I rip the pack of flour out of his hands,
"I have no clue what you're trying to tell me."

He rolls his eyes,
"I'm trying to tell you that you've already added 100g more flour than the recipe asks for."

I glance at the scale, and quickly take the container to put the excess flour back into its package, acting calm and collected, as if I've planned for this to happen. I know I'm not a good liar, but maybe if I keep acting as if everything is alright, Changbin will realize that I don't want to talk about it and leave me alone for now. I don't know how I'd be able to ask anyone for help on this. I don't want to casually confess that Max is an abuser, or at least seems like one, and that I may never be able to see the girl I like- I mean.. my friend again. My beloved friend. I don't know how I can help her without causing her even more stress.

"I'm assuming you're going out again later? To meet her again. Right?", he suddenly asks.

I simply nod my head at him.

"Please put an end to this if there's no reciprocation. You deserve to be loved back, Chan."

No. There's no way in hell I'm giving up. Especially because I don't even know if any of my feelings are requited. Besides, I can't even bring myself to care much about that right now, when all I want is for her to be safe. I can't shake these images of her being hurt out of my head. Her being trapped inside their apartment, getting shouted at and beaten by the person she's supposed to feel secured by. I remember how she stated that Max tries to keep her safe and that he wouldn't hurt her, but why is he keeping her away from me, then? Am I a threat? Did I come on too strong? I hate that I messed up and she ended up getting hurt. I need to somehow make it up to her. If I ever end up seeing her again, that is...

"Hello?", Changbin suddenly says while snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"I'm so out of it today. Can you make breakfast? I promise I'll pay you back soon", I beg him distressed.