Stray Kids Short Stories AU

Broken ~Chanminlix~

A/N: This song kind of reminds me of this story. Sorry, I'm not good with words... But I tried my best at least.

⚠️Angsty and not edited⚠️
----------
Drip...

Drop...

Drip...

Drop...

The sound of something liquid dripping broke the silence in the quiet space.

"I'm worthless..." Chan whispered to himself, huddling in the corner of his empty dark studio. "No one wants me..." His breath, breaking with each syllable.

Bang Chan, the greatest leader of 3racha and Stray Kids. He led his group to their first win and through everything. He'd been there for all their problems, but kept his to himself. Recently, the STAYs were quite angry with his decision of hairstyle. They thought he was being offensive. No matter what he did, they weren't pleased. Even so, with the recent vlive, Chan had a nosebleed. Before it even drips down, he lifts his head up and left the frame. Worried members looked at him as he fixed himself. Like always, he reassured everyone that he was fine when really he wasn't.

"Why am I even trying when no one wants it?" Chan buried his face into his knees, bringing his legs closer to him. He listened to the laughters of his members outside. The vlive had ended and he excused himself from dinner. Of course his friends were oddly suspicious of his actions, but decided to shrug it off when he told them not to worry.

Now alone, Chan let out every single cry he ever bottle up. Luckily, the room was soundproof, so he didn't have to worry about that. He lifted up his head and straightened his legs, putting his bloodied hands on his lap.

Chan had another nosebleed and it had became more frequently, with the vlive being the first one seen by his members and his fans. He worked so hard to bring them to where they are now, but his efforts weren't enough to keep up with STAY's needs.

"C-Can I..." Chan's breath stops for a second, remembering something he'd done in the past. "Where did I put it..." He crawled on all fours, rummaging through drawers til he hit something cold.

And metal...

"Just... one cut..." He whispered to himself.

Chan places the small knife that he had always kept onto his pale wrist. He put pressure on it and dragged the blade across his wrist. To him it felt good. He was replacing his emotional pain with physical, so he kept going.

One slice became two. Two became four. Four became eight. Eight became many more to count.

"One for each member especially for Minho and Felix, one for not being able to prevent Minho and Felix's elimination, for my depression, stress, for not being good enough, for being ugly, for being worthless, for STAYs...." He said to himself with each cut he makes on both of his wrists. "And one for my existance..." He sliced his last cut a little too deep. Blood poured out like a weak faucet (for now), he instantly knew he messed up and everyone was going to find out.

In a hurry, he wrapped his wrist with the bandage, he had prepared, without doing proper aid. Once finished, he sighed and went back to the same position he was in at the start. After some time to calm down, he went back to working on his music so no one would suspect anything then they come in to check on him.

"Hyung... You should go to bed, stress isn't good for you," Felix peeks into Chan's studio to see him emersed into his music. Only when Minho opens the door wider, did Chan see them and jumped.

"Christ. You guys scared me," Chan shuts off his speakers, "You guys go on ahead. I'll finish this up."

"No hyung! You need to sleep now!" Minho barges in and grabs a hold of Chan's wrist causing him to wince. "Hyung?"

"W-What?" Chan brushes off the pain on his face. "I-I'll just finish this up okay?" He ignored the tight squeeze Minho had on his fresh deep cuts.

"What's wrong hyung?" Felix closes the door behind him. "Are you in any pain?"

"W-What? No! Definitely not," Chan knew Minho could feel the bandage underneath is dark sleeves. What he didn't know is that when Minho let go of his arm, red covered Minho's hand, and when Minho looked at the sudden wetness, their eyes widened. "I-It's not what it looks like..."

"THEN WHAT IS IT? PAINT? HYUNG!!" Minho shouts, grabbing a hold of Chan's shoulders for Felix to roll up his sleeves. They saw the bandage soaked in red. "What. Did. You. Do." Minho's voice went deep, almost as deep as Felix's.

"D-Don't... Tell... The-" Chan's vision blacked out. His whole body went limp in their arms.

"Hyung!" They both cried out loud.

"Felix-ah. Be look out, make sure no one sees us. No members, no staff, no paparazzi. We're taking him to the hospital!" Minho's voice quivered with fear. "Thank god it's night time..."

"But hyung-" Felix stood behind Minho.

"No buts Felix! We can't have the others worrying about Chan hyung! He wouldn't want that..." Minho left the studio with Chan in his arms followed by a scared Felix.

----------

Silence was the only thing present in the hospital room apart from Chan's heart rate monitor and the IV dripping. Felix and Minho huddle next to Chan, each holding his hands. Currently, it was 3AM. Chan has been in the hospital for 4 hours. Felix had already fallen asleep, but Minho continued to watch just in case Chan wakes up. The two couldn't stop worrying about the older latter who was on the hospital bed in front of them.

"Why would you do that..." Minho cries.

"Because I was worthless..." Chan's hoarse voice breaks the silence around them, causing the younger one to wake up from his slumber.

"Channie hyung!" Felix calls out.

Both Felix and Minho hugs the injured latter carefully to make sure they don't hurt him, "We're sorry for not noticing earlier." The two young lads cried in the arms of Chan.

"I'm sorry..."

"We love you so much hyung. Minho and I can't imagine a world without you, please promise us that you won't do this again? You promised that you'll never leave me behind!" Felix cried harder.

"I know I'm sorry..."

"I k-know this is the wrong time... but I want you to be in our relationship... A polyamorous relationship..." Minho's grip tightens as he buried his face deeper into Chan's neck.

"What?"

"Felix and I are dating... and we both caught feelings for you. We were afraid of rejection, but seeing you broken like this, we wanted to say it sooner before its too late.." Minho lets go and wrapped his arms around Felix, who leaned on his shoulder.

"I... I'm glad you said it... I didn't want to hurt either one of you by choosing... I also like-no love both of you... But with how close you two were off camera, I assumed that I was just going to break your friendship with one another... and..." Chan chokes on his tears once more. "I didn't want to hurt anybody else..."

"We're sorry for not noticing sooner and for not telling you sooner too." Felix hugs Chan tightly without hurting him while Minho kisses Chan's forehead.

"From now on Felix and I will be here for you. Will you be our boyfriend?"

"Yes..." Chan smiles.

Finally... the once broken will be fixed.... by the two most precious people he loves.

----------
A/N: I wrote this for three occasions. One - Chan's hairstyle is bomb and he looks cute and hot in any hairstyle. It wasn't his choice, it was the hair styler. Two - The recent vlive where Chan had a nosebleed due to stress. I didn't see it because I was at a fundraiser. Three - My grandfather recently passed away and I'm getting really depressed so writing down my emotions could possibly help.

~AhnJaeLix