Stray Kids Drabbles

Cover me

Genre: Comfort/hurt

SKZ finds out you were sexually assaulted.

A/N: Specific trigger warnings are posted before each drabble. There are eight different scenarios here and some may affect you more than others. Please continue reading with caution.

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Chan:

TW: Sexual assault at work, workplace verbal harassment and assault, heavily implied rape, blood, depression, and self-hatred.

Despite the warning signs, despite how uncomfortable it made you, you didn't realize it was ever going to go that far. The latest co-worker that your job had just hired. You didn't think anything of it when you smiled the first time you met him.

It started with you smiling at him and then him cracking jokes around you. It was all innocent until it wasn't. One day his hands found your shoulders. You remember how warm they were as he dug his fingers into your flesh. You politely shrugged him off and went about your day.

After that, it went further. Little things he did here and there that made you uncomfortable, but you refused to speak up because you didn't want to be told you were being dramatic. You didn't want to risk escalating the situation.

He started hanging around your work area more. He waited for you by your car just so he could speak to you before you left. He was always standing too close for comfort. Even if you took another step back, he took another forward.

Further and further you shrank into yourself. Every time you made yourself smaller, it was a victory in his eyes. Always in your space, hands on your shoulders, he ran his fingers through your hair. Even though you already explained you had a boyfriend, he didn't respect that, he took it as a challenge.

The casual comments about liking your accessories and outfits continued until they became verbal harassment. Your eyes went to the floor and shame filled your body when he talked about how well you filled out your jeans, how much he would please you, how much he'd make you happy.

You changed your shifts to get away and you thought that was enough. It was for a few weeks. It was until he changed shifts too and suddenly you were in the break room defenseless and alone and when you turned around, there he was looking at you like a piece of meat.

A piece of you died in that break room as you were cornered and taken advantage of. You couldn't scream due to the shock. Your brain disassociated trying to save you from the heart-shattering reality of what was happening.

When you came home that night bleeding, you couldn't look your boyfriend in the eyes. You showered and slipped into your pajamas and pretended like it never happened. You slept all night, you slept for half the day until you awoke and remembered what happened all over again.

Three days later, you locked yourself in the bathroom and called into work sick once more. You explained that you were down with the flu and it was bad. You rarely missed work unless you were sick, your boss understood and wished you well.

When you came out of the bathroom, Chan stood with his arms crossed. You attempted to swallow the lump in your throat. It was his day off and he had been sleeping, but he must have woken up when you got out of bed to call into work.

"Baby, what's going on? You're not sick with the flu, but you've been down for the past few days." He walked towards you and gently cupped your cheeks in his hands.