Skz & Ateez OneShots

Here with Me- Minsung💧☁️‼️

Hiii sorry it's been a while! This a request from Hanji_star14skz

BUT I hope I did this justice because I love this idea. And if I love how it turns out then I may do more of these with all the genre's maybe just mixed up.

Trigger warning: Suicide attempt and talk (cutting and jumping), homophobia

Angst, Fluff, & Smut

Word Count: 2110

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Jisung put down his phone, he was watching Tiktok trying to calm his brain. As soon as he put his phone down, his vision blurred again. He took a deep breath. Nothing was working.

He'd tried everything; breathing exercises, distractions, stretching, eating, drinking water, and taking a shower. Nothing was working.

Jisung's mind filled with terrible thoughts about himself, his friends, and his boyfriend.

Everyone hates you. Your boyfriend is cheating. Your friends are fake. He likes someone else. You're too fat. You're too ugly. You can't dress. Your family disowned you for a reason.

Jisung tangled his hands into his hair, still damp from the shower he took early. He sat up and leaned against the wall. He grabbed a pillow and covered himself up with blankets. He glanced at the knife sitting next to him on the bed.

"S-Stop stop stop..." He whispered to himself. "You're okay...I-I can do this."

You can't do this. You're stupid. Go to the window. Do it. Nobody likes you anyway. End it.

Jisung couldn't stop his thoughts. He held the pillow tighter.

"Sh-Shit...I c-can't."

Jisung got up and went to the window, grabbing the knife too. He opened it and sat on the ledge, looking down. His apartment was on the fourth floor out of five floors, and it was a far drop. He leaned against the windowsill and took a breath. Tears filled his eyes and he sighed.

Jump. Jump. Jump. Cut. Cut. Cut.

Minho walked into his shared apartment with Jisung. The older had a long day of practice and recording sessions with Hyunjin and Felix, and was ready for bed. But he immediately knew something was wrong, one of the kitchen drawers was open. He didn't hear anything except some sniffles as he walked down the hallway. His heart started to beat faster a

"Jisung?" Minho called out.

Jisung heard his boyfriend and the tears came down harder. Minho walked into their room and his heart sped up. The two were secretly dating and Jisung had suffered a lot of anxiety recently, Minho was convinced their relationship caused him to be more anxious. When Minho saw him on the windowsill his world started to crumble before him.

"Jisung please no," Minho whispered slightly.

Minho ran across the room and wrapped his arms around Jisung, pulling him back into the room. The younger's sobs became louder as Minho held onto him, sinking to the floor. The older wouldn't let go, he would let his world fall in front of his eyes again.

"M-Minho I-"

"Shhh I've got you."

They sat there for a minute, Jisung's back pressed against Minho's stomach. Minho suddenly noticed the knife.

"Ji, can you please hand me the knife?"

Jisung moved the knife away and faced Minho, cuddling into his chest.