ChanChang Oneshots

help

A/N requested on Wattpad
⚠️This is about Mental Health. Talks about Depression, Narcissism, Schizophrenia and Anxiety attacks. Mentions of pill taking.

If you're not comfortable reading this chapter, feel free to skip it. ⚠️
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Changbin sighs as he takes his pills. But the medicine no longer working on him.

The meds useless as he still lives in his head with thoughts of being better than everyone.

His narcissism taking over as he admires himself in the mirror.

"I am better than everyone else." Changbin says to himself.

The meds kicking in as he continues to look at himself.

"Who am I kidding? I'm worthless." He glares at his reflection.

"Changbin! I'm home!" A voice shouts throughout the apartment.

The boy rushing out the bathroom and seeing his boyfriend, Chan.

The male not having a clue about Changbins health. Sure the younger made narcissistic comments but Chan always thought he wasn't serious.

"Welcome home." Changbin says as he kisses the older.

"Good to be home. What were you doing?" Chan asks.

Changbin makes an innocent face. "Nothing. Just in the bathroom."

Chan just nods and they continue on with their day.

Changbin excusing himself after their meal to take the last dose of medicine for the day.

Taking out the pills and looking down at them. The pills staring back. Mocking him for having to digest them.

Changbin quickly takes them, swallowing them down with a glass of water and sighing as they went down his throat.

"I don't need medicine. I'm perfectly fine. Better then fine!" He whispers as he hides the pills.

But he wasn't. He wasn't fine. The thoughts growing stronger and hurting him.
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Changbin woke up the next morning. Head hurting and spinning.

Chan wasn't in bed. And Changbin became a bit anxious.

Why wasn't he here? Where did he go? Did he leave?

Changbin feels his heart racing as his anxiety increases. Breathing heavily and gasping for air.

He reaches for his throat, feeling suffocated as he tries to take air into his lungs.

Eyes burning and tears pooling out.

He was worthless and Chan knew that. He left Changbin all alone.

That's what the younger thought.

He didn't need Chan.

Yes, he did.

He was okay being by himself.

No, he wasn't.

He'll just take his meds.

They don't work anymore. Not like before.

Changbins thoughts getting to him as he thinks about his life.

He didn't need anyone. He was a genius. He could survive on his own.

He had the basic knowledge and more.

But,,,he needed Chan.

"Chan,,, wh-where are you?!" Changbin shouts as he begins to sob.

"I'm a genius. Better then everyone else. Great knowledge that goes through my head." Changbin mutters as he cries.

"Changbin! I'm back! And I brought brea- Changbin?! What's wrong?!" Chan exclaims as he rushes over to his boyfriend.

The younger crying and muttering things as Chan holds him.

"Better than everyone. A genius." Changbin mutters over and over.

Then breaking into sobs.

Chan didn't know what to do. How to help.

Only thing he can do was hold him. Hold Changbin and whisper to him that he was okay. That he was there to help.

And slowly but surely, Changbin calmed down.

Thoughts going away. But never leaving.