Mark, Jackson & I // markson

S1 E5

I was laying on the living room floor. The clock was showing 5PM. I was alone in the house.
The boys were practising dances with the rest of the group members in the studio.

As I played with my phone, I heard someone unlocking the door. Of course it scared the crap out of me, since the boys shouldn't be home anytime soon, and the door was locked.

I let my ninja senses rise as I stood up quickly and took a remote in my other hand, slowly walking to the door.

As the door opened I screamed and raised my hand, ready to hit with the remote.

"AAGH! Shit Y/N! Are you insane?", Baekhyun yelled back at me and took my wrist.

"Omg Baekhyun you scared the crap outta me!", I raised my voice and he started to laugh at me.

"You were going to hit me with a freaking remote? Of come on, if I was a robber, you would be knocked out by now".

I rolled my eyes as he took the remote of my hand. "Wait, you have a key to this house?", I whispered, getting a bit cautious.

"Yes, I do. I'm close with the guys and they gave me the spare key some time ago. I've had this since forever. Everytime when I've used it before, you were out of town I guess", he shrugged his shoulders. I nodded my head slowly.

"Oh, there it is", Baekhyun said and walked past me to the kitchen and took a phone charger. "I left this here yesterday".

"Ah, I was wondering whose it was", I chuckled.

"Ok, I'm gonna go now, it was nice to see you again", he said and started walking away.
"Oh by the way..", he turned to look at me one more time, "next time you should grab something else than a remote".

I rolled my eyes again. "Yeah whatever, bye Baekhyun!", I waved to him and walked back to the living room. I was sure he had a smirk on his face before closing the door behind him.

I sat down on the floor again, suddenly not feeling so good. Fingers cold, sweaty neck. I felt my pulse rise quickly. I raised my cold, shaking hands and looked at them with confusion. "Am I having a panic attack?", I asked myself.

⇸ I had panic attacks every now and then, but I never really told the guys anything. They knew about my anxiety, but this was something I wanted to keep away from them, since they tended to be overprotective ⇷

My stomach started to take backflips and I felt like puking. I ran to the bathroom, kneeled on the floor and vomited. All the breakfast and lunch came out.

I was coughing and crying on the floor, shaking like crazy. Feeling so weak and weirded out by the strong reaction. I backed up to lean my back against the bathroom wall. I sat there hugging my legs for long minutes. It had been a long time since I last threw up.

After 15 minutes I was finally able to get up from the floor. I stumbled myself to the bedroom and collapsed to the bed accidentally falling asleep.

The next thing I noticed, was noise downstairs.
I looked at the clock; 7.15PM. And I still felt tired.

I decided to go downstairs to at least say hi to Mark and Jackson. I walked the stairs with a blank expression on my face and my eyes so swollen I could barely see. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"YO Y/N-AH!", I heard someone happily screaming behind me. I sighed knowing that the voice belonged to BamBam. I didn't want him to see me looking like this.

"Hey B, I thought only Mark and Jackson would be down here", I said surprised and didn't even turn my head to see him.

"Yeah, the whole group is here!", he almost yelled and I heard more footsteps behind me.