Family? (Stray Kids OT8 x Reader)

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Y/N sat up instantly, her heat beating faster now. She looked at Minho in shock and confusion, "What do you mean he's gone?!"

"I don't know, I just woke up and he wasn't on the other bed... I looked everywhere in the house! He's not here! I could only trace his scent up to the front door and then it was gone! It's all my fault!" Minho cried, tears streaming down his face.

"It's not your fault Minho, just relax," Chan spoke, patting Minho's shoulders comfortingly, "Did anyone see him leave the house last night?" Chan asked, causing the rest just shook their heads.

"It's all my fault... if I had heard him wake up I could've-"

"It's no one's fault, okay? We'll find him... Jisung can survive... he's been doing it all his life..." Seungmin mumbled, looking empathetically at Minho.

"The cameras," Y/N whispered, realising that there were in fact cameras in her house. She looked down, realising that if she had spoke too loud, the bugs in her house could possibly overhear their conversation. That would create a bigger mess if Joowon found out that they knew about the bugs in their house.

"Yeonjun said there were cameras in our house, right? We could ask him to look at what the cameras caught," she whispered quietly, putting a finger to her mouth, letting the rest know that they should also whisper back.

"Call him. Call him right now," Felix murmured, looking at her phone, causing her to nod.

As she reached for her phone, she couldn't help but feel uneasy about the situation. Where could Jisung have possibly gone? He wouldn't have run away from them. If he didn't run away, who took him? She took the phone and called Yeonjun, but stopped immediately.

"They'll know if we call him," she whispered, looking at the rest in panic.

"Shit, okay. I'll go run to the store and get a phone..." Hyunjin volunteered, while Changbin nodded his head.

"I'll come with," Changbin muttered.

The two nodded at each other and mumbled temporary goodbyes to the others as they left the house. Changbin got into the car and started driving to the store, Hyunjin sitting worriedly in the passenger seat. As the car's view slowly disappeared into the road, the six at home were still concerned, each and every one of their heart beating faster and faster every second.

"Let's hope they get the phone quickly..." Jeongin mumbled, holding Minho's hand comfortingly as tears welled up in his eyes.

Not even 30 minutes later, Hyunjin and Changbin had made their way to the house and noticed that everyone looked better than when they first heard the news. Everyone still had worried and concerned looks on their faces, but at least they had all washed up well. Red and tear stained faces, bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks were not evident on anyone's faces, allowing Changbin and Hyunjin to calm down. Changbin hurriedly rushed over and gave the newly bought phone to Y/N.

"A nokia?" she mumbled, smiling at the phone.

"It was all they had..." Hyunjin whispered, motioning for her to call Yeonjun.

Y/N nervously tapped Yeonjun's number in and hit the call button, waiting anxiously for an answer. As the ringtone continuously played, she hoped to hear his voice, though something in her gut told her that he wouldn't answer an unknown number. The tension was palpable as the line answered, and for a second, there was silence. Y/N felt her heart start to pound and her emotions raced until, finally, a voice came through. "Hello?"

"Thank God. Yeonjun, this is Y/N. I need you to check the latest feed on the cameras in my house," she mumbled quickly, hoping he could help.

"What? Y/N? Why are you-"

"I'll explain later, just please... do that."

"You know I can't do that! My father would find out that I told you and-"

"Please Yeonjun! Please!"

The line went silent for sometime, with only everyone's breathing and the ticking of the clock being heard. The silence went on for a few seconds, everyone silently praying that by some miracle, Yeonjun would agree and help them.

"Fine. I'll send the feed to you from this number," Yeonjun sighed, fear creeping into him.

"Thank you! I owe you a lot!" Y/N mumbled, ending the call.

She looked at everyone, with a hopeful smile, her heart rate and breathing slowly going back to normal. Everyone's faces were etched with a little bit of hope that they could find him. No one was crying and instead, everyone was filled with a sense of relief, knowing that they could find Jisung. "We're going to find him. We're not going to leave him," she whispered, holding onto Minho's hand, her thumb gently rubbing the top of his hand, filling him with a sense of comfort as he nodded.

A few minutes later the newly bought Nokia beeped and a few files were sent to it, with a message from Yeonjun, 'You better tell me what this is all about okay?'

The group of six opened the files sent to them and watched each video eagerly, trying to find a clue about where Jisung could possibly have gone. 26 files and 2 hours later, there was still nothing. There was not even a speck of a clue that could've helped find out something about the disappearance of Jisung. Finally on the 34th file and the 3rd hour... there he was. Jisung was walking to the front door, mumbling something.

The group leaned closer to the phone, trying to hear what he was mumbling. Everyone was confused, but they were certain that what he was mumbling, was going to help them find out where he currently was.

"Hive purred that wrong pore?" Jeongin mumbled what he heard, causing the rest to shake their heads.

"I've turd that thong?" Changbin whispered confused, causing the rest the furrow their eyebrows at his statement.

"I've heard that tong lore?" Hyunjin muttered, the rest shaking their heads again.

"It's 'I've heard something before,'" Felix said, looking at them, while they nodded in agreement.

"I've heard-" Y/N started, causing Chan, Minho and Seungmin to join in, "that song before."

"I've heard that song before," Chan spoke once again, clarifying the finding with everyone.

They all once again huddled together and continued watching the feed, observing Jisung's every move. They noticed how he had stopped in front of the door, looking around him. They noticed how he stressfully ran his hands through his hair. They noticed how his chest heaved up and down from how heavy he was breathing. It was evident to them that he was stressed and somewhat scared.

They watched as he held the door knob, twisting it and opening the door. They noticed as his face turned from a face of seriousness to one of shock and then to one of fear. Bang. That was the sound heard as someone hit his head with a metal pole, causing him to fall to the floor. 

"What the fuck..." Minho breathed out frustratedly as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.

"Who-" Jeongin started but was interrupted by Changbin.

"Shush. Just watch."

As they all continued watching the feed, they noticed a woman in her late 50s walk into the house and spray something on Jisung. She bent down next to his ear and whispered something, then proceeded to drag his body of the house. That's where the feed ended.

"Who the fuck is that?!" Seungmin yelled angrily, looking at everyone.

"Wait, wait, rewind it a little bit. I think I saw Jisung say something when he saw her..." Minho mumbled, causing Chan to rewind the feed.

"There, pause it."

They all watched intently, noticing everything about Jisung; his emotions, his actions, his facial expressions. Finally, they saw it. They realised that Jisung had indeed said something when he saw her. 

Two words.

"Yoon Iseul."