Straykids One shot book

getting stalked

Ship: Minho x Chanlix
Triggers/Warnings: angsty, stalking, mention of weapons: knifes, little space

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Requested by: Skzsquishy

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It was another day of recoding sessions and long dance practice hours. A new comeback was to come soon and the boys were busy with perecting everything, which meant, 3racha, Chan, Changbin and Han were sitting in the Studio perfecting the songs and editing the songs, vocalracha, Jeongin and Sungmin were perfecting their vocal and danceracha, Minho, Hyunjin and Felix were huddled away in the practice room, going over the choreographies to teach the others later on. Today tho, after Hyunjin and Felix left to go home and get some rest and sleep, Minho stayed back and went through the choreography again.

He lost track of time and when he checked the time again it was already three in the morning. So he packed his things up to finally head home to the dorms. He shut the lights out and locked the practice room door, before he walked through the empty halls in the company. When he stepped out of the company, the coldnight air hit him, as he made his way home. He was walking and just letting his body relax and his mind silence. After about one block away from the company, an uneasy feeling made its known it the pit of his stoming: He felt like someone was following him.

Minho stopped in his tracks and looked around, maybe he saw someone. As he looked around he saw... well... no one.. it was way to dark to see clearly so he just continued to walk home. He continued to walk home, thinking he was too tired and just getting paranoid.

Little did he know, that he wasnt too tired nor paranoid and SOMEONE was REALLY following him.

The days continued like that, Minho felt unsafe to walk alone outside, because now he knew someone was following him around, it didnt matter if it was day or night, Minho felt watched! He kept quiet tho, not wanting to alarm his band mates nor his only Hyung. Everyday it felt like the person who was following and watching him was coming closer, the poor boy was on edge al the time but masked it in front of his members, laughing it off as stress or too less sleep.

When the brown haired boy had to walk home alone, he felt like he had to run all the time just to get away from the person, but it also wasnt working, because the person was like his shadow, sticking on his heels like it was a part of him. He was looking around frantically but he never saw someone, it was driving him insane and scared the shit out of him. The thing was, Minho was also a little, the group knew of his headspace, so this whole stalking thing was driving him further and further to the point of slipping.

One day, he was left alone in the company, practicing into the early morning hours, before he went home around four in the morning. He was exhausted and tired as he didnt get any proper sleep because he felt watched even in his own room, it was taking its toll on him, but he still didnt talked... until, he suddenly got dragged into a dark and dirty alleyway and a young girl was towering over him, holding a knife. "Finally! It took me long enough to get you were I wanted you! Youre destroying the group with this littlespace thingy, they dont need an attention seeker like you in the group!! Just leave the group Leeknow! They are better without you!!" She yelled harshly, before she started to attck Minho with the knife.

He defended himself and so she just cutted mostly his arms and legs open but couldn't stab him somewhere, after her stabbing.. well more or les knife attack diddnt worked, she just started to puch him, kicking him until he lost consciousness. She just left him like that, hurt and defenseless. Hours ticked by util te boys noticed that Minho never arrived at home, they spamed his phone with messages and called him but they never got a reaction. Minho who was still unconscious i that alleyway, regained his senses again, but he was in his headspace and cried hysterically from all the pain he felt.