Stray Kids Angst Collection

People Stress(Jeongin x Felix)

T/W social anxiety

A small fluff as an ice breaker from idunno what. I wish I had a reason for my absence but I don't. Sorry 

It has been a while hasn't it guys? How are y'all doing?

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Jeongin hummed a song while making his sandwich. He was seriously craving that sandwich. Sandwiches were good.

Unlike how his life was going. 

Everything just went wrong, and it frustrated him, like, why did even simple things end up being so unnecessarily complicated? Even something as simple as going to fill your water bottle, but finding out that the tap stopped working. And then having to call someone to come over and fix stuff, or waking up craving that sandwich so intensely, just to find out that you're out of bread.

And after 3 hours of contemplating whether the sandwich was worth it, changing to go buy bread, hesitating because he wanted to avoid people, finally forcing himself out, and driving all the way to the grocery store, just to buy bread, and driving all the way back, he made himself the sandwich.

The sandwich was good.

But not enough.

His stomach growled angrily at him. He sighed. Maybe some cereal would be good too. He opened the fridge, pulled out the milk, and poured into the cereal.

BUT GUESS WHAT? there was barely any milk in there. So the cereal was too dry. BUT WET ENOUGH THAT HE COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ELSE WITH IT.

So then, that meant that he travelled all the way to the grocery store, bought just bread and came back, without realising there was just no milk. Nice.

(A/N- Is this a very personal-level frustration? Maybe... but I wouldn't know)

So after he left the sad bowl of cereal on the table so that some hungry room mate of his would eat it, Jeongin decided to try one desperate attempt to fill his crying stomach, he made some black coffee(which he hated, BUT THERE WAS NO MILK), and finally headed out for work. Half way there he realised that he left his ID for work, and had to beg his co-worker to help him to get in.

He'd say this was the worst day ever.

But the past one week had just gone like this.

And then this one co-worker who just kept saying stupid shit, kept egging him on till he finally lost his mind.

"I GOT IT! YOU'RE RICH MOM BOUGHT YOU THE WRONG COLOURED CHANEL BAG, HOW SAD" he yelled and marched off to the terrace to just to cool off and be alone. When the person next to him started smoking straight into his face, he got up and left downstairs, to get back to work. That's when he heard the bitchy co-workers shrill cocky annoying voice drifted into his unsuspecting ears.

"Oh yeah, I don't get why he's so annoying, he's so gross, he keeps following me everywhere, he left his ID card on purpose so that he'd need to get my help, he acts so entitled, he's so obsessed with me like a creep, and I don't understand how he could be that way to me. It's so obvious that he's such a stalker that he's acting like a pick me now. Playing hard to get. So pathetic."

He sighed sadly. He knocked the door and entered, hearing the awkward silence, sat quietly down in front of his computer, and jammed earphones into his ears. After his work, he was just about to leave, the annoying co-worker grabbed his arm, "Can I talk to you?"

"I'm actually kind of tired today, tell me tomorrow?", he smiled weakly in an apologetic manner.

"It's kind of important"

Jeongin sighed, "Alright".

She took him to the terrace, and they sat down.

"You like me don't you?"

"I'm so sorry", I.N. said politely, "but I don't feel that way about you..."

She forcefully pressed her lips into his, and his eyes widened as he pulled her off him.

"How about now?" she smiled at him.

"I'm so sorry", I.N. said politely still but keeping the distance, "My answer is the same"

"Yeah, I knew you were a creep, you kissed me without my permission"

Jeongin bowed at her, "I'm so sorry if you feel that way. I apologise for my behaviour"

"Fine" she scoffed, and got up and left.

She was the Director's daughter, and this was I.N.'s first job, and he really didn't want to lose it. He was also barely making ends meet. So he bit down his tongue and grovelled around her. It was kind of his fault anyways for having an outburst earlier.

After that, he consciously avoided her.

But eventually he started avoiding everyone, because he had heard her talking shit about him with almost every co-worker, and he felt like they were all just talking behind his back.

Eventually this fear grew bigger and bigger. Eventually, he left that company in fear of getting fired, and the paranoia got the best of him. He moved to another job, and became a complete social recluse. H e was terrified of people by now. He just felt like everyone was judging him, and talking about him behind his back. Or that he was sending someone accidental signs, like he did previously. His life had grown into a living hell.

One day he came a bit late, to hear people talking.

"I don't know why he behaves the way he does, he doesn't even talk to anyone, what a weirdo"

"What do you know to even judge", said an annoyed deep voice.

But I.N. couldn't hear any more. The voices sounded too distant. He was shaking, he quietly walked numbly away, and tried to calm down the terrible feeling in his throat, but it felt like he couldn't even swallow it down, it felt stuck in his throat, his heart started beating loudly, and he was visibly sweating.

Thoughts were racing through his mind,  but at the forefront of his feelings were the overpowering words "What can I even do? Why are they always judging me? Why can't they ever be happy? Why can't I even do this right? Why am I so useless", among the swarming of people entering the office building, a hand grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back to reality.

"Hey mate, you alright? I'm so sorry you had to hear that." Said a familiar deep voice as he looked up to see the face of Lee Felix.

(A/N- Although he'd probably have to look down at him rather.)

"I'm fine", Jeongin breathed out.

And somehow, he felt a lot more relieved.