my favorite stalker | heehoon

you need to stop

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Heeseung stirred, feeling the warmth of Jake's body next to him.

He opened his eyes, taking a moment to remember where he was and why.

The events of the previous night came rushing back, but the fear that had gripped him felt more manageable with Jake beside him.

Jake woke up soon after, blinking sleepily before giving Heeseung a reassuring smile.
"Morning," he said, his voice still husky from sleep.

"Morning," Heeseung replied, his heart lifting slightly.
"We should get ready."

Jake nodded, sitting up and stretching. "Yeah, the police station opens soon. Let's not waste any time."

They both got out of bed, moving with a sense of purpose. Heeseung felt a bit of his anxiety return, but Jake's calm demeanor helped keep him grounded.

Heeseung quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a comfortable shirt, while Jake did the same.

In the kitchen, Jake brewed a pot of coffee, the rich aroma filling the air and providing a small comfort.

Heeseung sipped his cup gratefully, the warmth helping to steady his nerves.

They ate a quick breakfast of toast and eggs, the silence between them filled with a mutual understanding of the seriousness of the day ahead.

"Ready?" Jake asked as he finished his coffee and placed the mug in the sink.

Heeseung nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah, let's do this."

They left the apartment, the early morning air crisp and cool.

The streets were quiet, the city still waking up.

As they walked, Jake kept a supportive hand on Heeseung's back, guiding him and offering silent encouragement.

The police station wasn't far, just a few blocks away.

The building was small but well-kept, a symbol of safety and order.

Heeseung hesitated for a moment at the entrance, feeling a rush of apprehension. Jake squeezed his shoulder gently.

"We're in this together, remember?" Jake said, his voice steady and comforting.

Heeseung took another deep breath, nodding.
"I know. Thank you, Jake."

With renewed determination, they stepped inside.

The interior was quiet, a few officers going about their morning routines.

Jake approached the front desk, where a kind-looking officer greeted them.

"Good morning, how can I help you?" the officer asked, looking between Jake and Heeseung.

Heeseung felt a lump in his throat, but he managed to speak.
"I need to report a stalker. I've been getting threatening messages and... it's been escalating."

The officer's expression grew serious. "Alright, let's get you set up with a detective. Please, have a seat. Someone will be with you shortly."

Jake and Heeseung sat down in the waiting area, the tension in Heeseung's body slowly easing with Jake's reassuring presence next to him.

As they sat in the waiting area, the tension between them palpable, Jake took Heeseung's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

He smiled at Heeseung, his eyes full of encouragement and support.

"It's fine," Jake said softly, his voice a comforting balm to Heeseung's frazzled nerves.

Heeseung nodded, drawing strength from Jake's confidence.