But I'm okay {Stray Kids Spanking Story}

Shock Corridor {Jisung} pt. 2/2

2 WEEKS LATER...

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// Third POV //

Vacation time was over and it was back to work for the eight young men. Comeback season was upon them, their album sales doubled over the weekend so the kids were overjoyed at the motivation for the week.

Chris scanned each of the kids from his position on the couch. His bleached blonde hair laid gently over his eyes, making his brown eyes bright and glassy. He was playing a game on his computer, not by choice. His doctor told him that if he didn't get at least five minutes of rest in between work then his risk of a heart attack before the age of 25 would triple.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he stalked Han. His 3RACHA member had been sitting down with his hand over his right ear for the past hour and a half. No moving, no readjusting his physique, he was perfectly still.

At first, Chan's look was with buffled amusement but it quickly transformed into brotherly concern. Maybe he was being paranoid but was it normal to sit with your hand like that? Wasn't Han's arm tired?

His suspicion only grew when, as he stood up to use the restroom, the junior rapper's hand still remained cupped to his ear.

"Felix?" Chris stared absentmindedly at the door at which Jisung just escaped from.

The Aussie's green contact lenses gazed up at his leader. "Hmm?"

"Go check on Jisung, please."

"K." Felix locked his phone, flexing his legs and jogging silently to go see if something about his same-aged friend stood out to him.

Han collapsed onto the floor. Head on his knees, Jisung could barely contain the agony. His earlobe was throbbing. Over a week ago, he began noticing that his ear was turning red but the doctor told him it was normal. What wasn't normal, however, was that the silver earring he put in the first day he got the piercing was refusing to get out of his ear.

It had just been sitting there, day after day, driving Jisung further and further into insanity.

Jisung was getting scared. The pain was with him always, no breaks. He couldn't sleep, every time his hair touched it he could feel the blood rush to his head. It was infected, badly badly infected.

His anxiety stayed with him. He harmed himself in many ways with words of disappointment, sinister beliefs, and impulsive thoughts.

He didn't have anyone to turn to. His hyungs wouldn't let him get away with it this time. The punishment will be worse than last time.

Jisung tried to think positively, he believed that it would go away but he couldn't take it anymore. God, it was so painful.

He heard his name said softly. No, god, he couldn't handle people right now. It hurt terribly, too much, too fast.

Felix slowly felt something was wrong when Han didn't acknowledge him. He frowned, thinking about getting Chris but that would be too dramatic. He stepped forward, putting his small hand on his member's shoulder.

It was quiet but Felix heard the sound of light crying. The Aussie observed him, his belly was heaving in and out, emptying Jisung of cries.

"Hannie, stop. What's the matter?"

Jisung finally pulled his head out of his brawny knees. Felix was shocked to see that Han's expression was pained: his face was painted with red, his eyes bloodshot, and the look of permeant defeat.

He bounced away from Felix like he was embarrassed. Jisung didn't want to be caught. Felix will definitely tell their hyungs, Han couldn't bring other people in right now. All he could see was heavy, shooting pain.