One Night in Paris [Han Jisung ff]

37 - Silent cry⛔️

- No, we need to wait. There are too many people outside. - Jisung spoke, grabbing my arm to force me to stay inside the van.

We had just come back home from a date, and were now in front of his dorm, waiting for the people who were walking nearby to clear out a bit.

We eventually rushed out of the car, walking fast towards the entrance to avoid anybody stopping us.

- Oh my God, Han Jisung! - A girls shouted from the other side of the street.

Jisung tried to rush inside the building, but due to his anxiety he kept on stumbling with the keys, not being able to find the right one and insert it in the keyhole.

- I'm your biggest fan! Can you sign my phone case? - She hugged him. Her loud tone managed to catch the attention of many people passing by, a small group gathering around us.

- Oh my God, Jisung has a girlfriend! - A girl shouted, and few camera flashes hitting my eyes.

Jisung tried to shield me with his body, telling everyone to go away, but they didn't listen.

- So you're not gay! My Minsung heart is broken! - Another one added.

Finally, we managed to push the door open and get in, Jisung immediately rushing towards the elevator, dragging me by the arm.

He swung the entrance door open, immediately calling out one name.

- Chan! - His voice broke, as he was clearly panicking. - Chan! - He frantically ran to the older's door, pushing it open without even knocking.

Chan was sitting on his bed, working on his laptop with the headphones plugged in. His head immediately shot up.

He was met with the sight of my shivering figure and a panicking Jisung.

- Shit, what happened? - He threw the headphones on the bed, rushing towards us and engulfing us both in a tight hug.

I kept on trembling. My anxiety was starting to take over, my heart quickening its pace while I started falling short of air.

- They saw us. They saw her! - A tear escaped Jisung's eyes, while Chan turned to me.

The panic attack started having the best of me.

- No, no, Angèle, listen to me. You need to breathe, okay? Everything is going to be fine, you're okay. Just breathe with me, okay? - He guided my breath for a while, helping me to calm down, rocking me back and forth while Jisung explained the whole situation.

- Shit... - Chan sighed, running a hand through his hair. - Alright, for now we can't do anything. We just need to wait for a bit and see what happens. - He gave me one last reassuring smile. - Now just go to sleep and rest as much as you can, okay? I'll prepare some tea for the both of you. -

I was barely listening to what he was saying, too scared about my future with Jisung to actually follow his words. What if they actually found out? What if the pictures started to circulate? What if I was forced to separate myself from him?

My mind raced as I thought of all possible questions and scenarios, another panic attack taking over me.

This time, it was Jisung's turn to help me through it. He laid me on his bed, covering me with the duvet and laying next to me, pecking my forehead and saying sweet words.

- You're okay, baby, I'm here. - I nodded, once again getting the meaning of only half the things he was saying.

After a few minutes of exhausting trembling, I fell asleep in Jisung's embrace.