Stray Kids Sickfics

I Thought You Were My Friend - Hyunjin

TW: - sexual assault
         - panic attack
         - fainting
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“Everyone! Please welcome Mr. Park Daehyun. He is a renowned stylist and make-up artist. He has worked with many A-list celebrities before, and now he himself wishes to work here with us at JYPE!” Their manager announced, eliciting applause and greetings from all those present.
“It’s an honour for us Mr. Park,” he said before turning to Hyunjin.
“And, good news for you Hyunjin, since your stylist and make-up artist have both just resigned, Mr. Park will be working with you!”

Hyunjin couldn’t help but smile a little. He had heard about Daehyun earlier as he was quite popular as a stylist. He was a handsome guy, taller than Hyunjin and in his late twenties. He had a sharp jawline and beautiful brown hair.

“Hello everyone, hello Hyunjin,” he greeted. Hyunjin felt his heart skip a beat as Daehyun looked directly into his eyes.

“Hello, nice to meet you,” Hyunjin replied, bowing.

He didn’t know why but he felt quite excited and special to have Daehyun as his stylist… And make-up artist as well! What a coincidence that both had resigned just last week.
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They had a concert the next day, for which they had to get their make-up done. Hyunjin nervously entered the room and bowed.

“Good evening, Mr. Park.”

Daehyun returned the greeting and smiled at him. “You can call me hyung.”

Hyunjin smiled as well and sat in the chair in front of Daehyun. They both introduced themselves further as Hyunjin was getting his make-up on.

When Daehyun was done, Hyunjin looked in the mirror and gasped.

“Wow hyung! You have amazing skills.”

He had a tattoo on his neck till his cheek and another one on his eye, on the opposite side.

Daehyun just smiled, “Glad you liked it. Now hurry or you will be late, All the best for the concert,” he said before patting his shoulder.

Hyunjin nodded happily and left.

This continued for a few weeks. Hyunjin was quite happy to have Daehyun, not only as his stylist but also his friend. Not just that, almost everyone in the company had been convinced that Daehyun was the kindest person to ever exist on the face of this earth.

Stray Kids had just finished shooting the remaining part of their music video and were pretty exhausted. They were all heading towards the dorms when Hyunjin suddenly spoke up. “Hey, you guys go ahead… I’ll be back in a while.”

“Where are you going? Aren’t you tired?” Changbin asked.

“To Daehyun hyung… I need to get my make-up removed. I’m too lazy to do it myself… I’ll probably go to sleep the moment I step in the dorms.”

“Okay,” he chuckled. “But don’t be too late.”

“Yes hyung,” he replied before practically sprinting off towards the make-up room.

“Hey Hyunjin, what are you doing here?” Daehyun asked as soon as he saw Hyunjin entering the room. “I was about to leave now,” he continued, packing his stuff.

“Oh…” Hyunjin’s face visibly fell.

“Do you need anything?”

“Uhh… Yeah, well… Actually I wanted to get my make-up removed… But never mind, I’ll do it myself,” he said, almost turning around to leave.