stalker | hyunjin

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[eleven ; the dinner plan]

ON HER WAY HOME, she can't help but constantly observe her surroundings to makes sure no one was following her from behind. walking became running, hei ryung was imbued with a sense of fear, her body was shaking and her hands were fidgety, she just couldn't stop trembling.

"i'm going to be okay, nothing's gonna happen, i'm going to be okay." she mumbles to herself, holding onto the small amount of hope she had for her safe arrival home and for the rest of the night.

meanwhile back in hyunjin's apartment, a female roams his home, her eyes in full gleam as she finds a way to enter his room. opening the door to his bedroom she ran her fingers through his clothes, inhaling his scent in galore, her face flushed from the thought of hyunjin by her side.

she took the opportunity to collapse on his bed, her arms and legs sprawled out on the mattress, his scent even stronger. she stuffs her face in his pillow, "i can't get enough of him. it even has his hair on it, how cute." the female laughs and removes the pillowcase, tugging the material in her bag. she searches for a replacement and puts on the new cover for his pillow.

the insertion of keys at the front door startles her and immediately she looks for a place to hide, under the bed! she thought and dashes under the furniture. as the shuffling of feet nears the room, she brings a hand to her mouth to prevent herself from giggling. excited to see hyunjin, she readily takes out her phone, a wide grin surfacing on her face as hyunjin makes it towards his room.

exhaustion puts him to sleep within seconds after removing his shirt and pulling the blanket over him. the female sweats furiously, having hyunjin in her control. it was too bad she didn't prepare to bring her needle tranquilliser, it would've been a perfect opportunity to take him home.

shuffling out from under the bed, she takes quick photos of his face, her saliva drooling from her lips as she observes his arm drooping off the bed showing off his biceps. the fact that he was shirtless leaves a sensation of tingles inside her. she traces her index finger over the sides of his face and gently grazes her thumb over his lips, she couldn't get enough. she moves down from his neck to his arms, slightly pinching it to acknowledge the size of his muscles and holds his hand. oh how he'd arouse her.

"if only you were mine." she whispers and he begins to turn in his sleep. heading out of his room, the bathroom door left slightly open tempts her. she could shower as he sleeps she thought, we could share the same shampoo, she smiled to herself, giving into her temptations.

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the sunlight seeping through the cracks of the curtains wakes him up, his eyes fluttering open. 5:36 am, the clock hands displayed the time. having awoken earlier than usual, he decides to take a shower and notices a few strands of long hair was knotted in the drain of his shower. picking it up and throwing it in the bin, he shrugs it off and ignores the cold chill sent down his spine. was there something wrong with the drainage again? the question lingered in his mind and he figured to ask the landlord about it later.

heading to school, he meets eyes with hei ryung and frowns when she tries to avoid his gaze, running off in the opposite direction to where he was going.
"right, there's still the stalker around." he mumbles to himself and tugs onto the strap of his bag, grunting as he enters the building.

"what's got your frown upside down?" myung hee questions, attempting to lift his mood.
"it's nothing." he mumbles gruffly, ruffling his hair before resting his head on his desk. his eyes never once leaving hei ryung as she takes a seat in the front by minho's empty desk. he groans to himself, a pitiful sight to see him like this.

myung hee catches his eyes following hei ryung and sighs, her fists slightly clenched in jealousy. she asks through gritted teeth, "are you upset about not being able to hang out with hei ryung?"

his ears perk up at her questions, sure it wasn't the best to hear the dreadful news from someone so, well, dreadful but he figured he didn't have anyone else to talk to about it seeing minho was still recovering from his accident.

"your silence means yes." she playfully sings, "don't worry, there's always me. when did you guys get closer?"
"look, i'm not upset that i don't get to hang with hei ryung, and it's not like anything is stopping me from hanging out with her too...obviously-" under consideration, no one was meant to know about the stalker. myung hee's question didn't seem like a coincidence. "what makes you say that?"

"uh you've just been staring and looking sad. anyways why don't we hang out this saturday? i'll treat you to dinner, i know there's this chinese hotpot restaurant you've been obsessed with lately, let's go there." he clicks his tongue, unsure of how he'd reject her politely. they haven't been spending much time together like they used to and he didn't want to be too obvious about ignoring her.

"i'll say it again, your silence means yes. see you this saturday! bye hyunjin." she hops out of her seat, excusing herself to go to the restroom, leaving hyunjin to his thoughts. he was dumbfounded.

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i was not ready for the m.i.a and voices performance videos, stray kids are the death of me