{Idea and Chan's first dialogue sentence given by MinhOe 😈 on YouTube.}
[Trigger warning for anxiety and overpowering dark inner voices as well as panic attack.]
Y/n was found by Chan, curled up in a ball, crying on the floor of the bathroom up against the tub. He immediately made his way over to her in a calm manner, crouching down, getting himself closer to the ground to be on her level.
He had figured out by the open comment section of an Instagram post on her phone, sitting on the floor beside her, that she was being attacked by anti's online.
Chan: "Did you forget about me? I know it hurts, but even if they don't love or appreciate you, I do. Not everyone is going to like you, and some are going to want to make it harder for you, but that's okay because I'm here with you so you're not alone."
Y/n: "No, I know, It's just the voices that want me to believe otherwise are so loud."
She says through tears, grasping at her hair with her fingers, digging at her scalp with her nails.
Y/n: "It makes my chest hurt so much. Why does it hurt to breathe?"
Chan reaches forward and pulls her hands off her head, tucking them in her chest, and wraps his arms around her, using one hand to pull her head into his chest
Chan: "Shhhshhhhshhh, it's okay baby. I want you to focus on my steady voice. Focus on me. Take a deep breath with me step by step, okay? I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."
Chan has her count to three and take a large deep breath with him, hold it for a couple seconds and the slowly release. They do that about 3 or 4 times and y/n's breathing and tears slows. He lifts her chin to wipe the tears off her face and then go back to the position before, now him sitting cross legged as he pulls her onto his lap as he strokes her hair, rocking her just soft enough to put her to sleep. Once she was, he stands up with her in his arms, still curled up, and goes to bed, still holding on tight to her, stroking her hair.
Chan pulls his head off of hers to look at her face after he was sure she was asleep. He gazes into her soft and gentle sleeping face, now slowly melting the stress and fear away.
She was his home. His comfy place. His world. Her touch made his heart explode into a million fractures and melt together all at once.
Chan: "I swear my life on it my babygirl, I'll always protect you. You don't have to have a worry in the world because I'm here."
He whispers which swiping some strands of hair from her face.
She made him feel safe and protected from the world and for that, he wants to protect her.
He wonders, does she know how much he loves her, how much he never wants to let go?
