my castle's crumbling... | park ji-sung x male reader

three

if stares could kill, m/n was certain he'd be dead.

he locked eyes with renjun, who glared at him, his words came off as a threat. "who are you, and what do you want to do to him?"  in english, as if to not let the now-awake and aware jisung who cowered in fear know what they were talking about.

"i swear i'm not a stalker!" m/n hastily replied, his hands out in a waving motion again. "i don't even know how this works! i just found out i could do this from this morning!" "like i'd believe you," renjun harshly spat. if it weren't for the situation he was in, m/n would be admiring renjun's beauty – his cute lips especially, despite the insults shot at him. it was confounding how one could look like an angel.

"MARK!" renjun shouted.

"my god..." m/n panicked at the call for backup, starting to pace back and forth as he tried to teleport back to his house.

"if what you said was true, you're going to stay here until we can believe you." renjun warned, pointing at the stranger which only escalated the anxiety m/n felt. m/n felt words get caught in his throat in the heat of the situation. a shaking jisung from fear and renjun's protective glare which rooted m/n to the ground in fear, who could only give quick nods out of apprehension and desperation for his car keys back.

soon, he heard the similar shuffling of footsteps outside the door, and this time, since the door was unlocked, the rest of nct dream barged into the door immediately, mark at the front of them all again.

"YOU!" mark started, rushing to m/n and forcefully pushing him further away from jisung, standing in between the two. m/n stumbled back, his hands spread onto the wall behind to maintain his balance.

haechan started yelling at him, before everyone else joined in. "WHO ARE YOU?!" "WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TO OUR MAKNAE?!" "GET OUT!" it got so heated, vulgarities were exchanged when jaemin first shouted a vulgarity at the young male. "fucking stalker." he muttered, rolling his eyes.

"i swear! i didn't know i could do this!" m/n tried defending himself. "not until this morning, i swear." m/n repeated for the third time, tears pricking his eyes as he felt overwhelmed from being outnumbered and treated as a criminal.

"i'm just here for my car keys, please." m/n muttered, feeling his anxiety get the better of him as his eyes darted to everyone, who viciously scowled at him.

mark glared intently at m/n despite his words, which was understandable, but feeling all the eyes on him, m/n heard his head start to pound intently, he heard as his breaths became ragged, he heard his heartbeat become deafeningly loud in his head as it pounded against his chest, threatening to burrow out of it. his oxygen intake dangerously lessened with every short breath he could muster, his breathing quickening at the rate of a bullet train. his sight became more clouded as his tears overflowed from the craters of his eyes.

even when he fell on his knees, his hands clutching his chest as he tried to take deep breaths, all m/n could think of was the irony of how he could attend high-level meetings in the white house with just anxiousness, but when it came to situations like these, he would have a full-blown meltdown.

"i swear," m/n begged as the nct dream members now exchanged glances of concern. "please." m/n whimpered, his breakdown at its peak before he fainted, his body going limp and his head hitting the carpet floor with a thud.

sudden orchestras of gasps reverbated the room when they saw the stranger collapse.

jeno's eyes softened at the pathetic sight. he tried to reach for m/n, his wrist getting held back by mark. "this could be a trap. he could teleport you somewhere else and you'd be gone."