HOUSEKEEPER - JAEHYUN x READER

alcohol and shattered glass

The horrific sound of someone walking on glass and whispers echoed throughout the living room. My eyes squinted wide open on the spot, my heart rate slowly but surely going from its normal relaxed beating, to almost beating out of my chest in just a few seconds.

Rain started pouring down outside just before, and I quickly sat up when I heard the sounds from outdoor. I was sure, and I couldn't have been more certain, there was someone outside this house, standing in the shattered glass of the window I had broken in through.

My head was turning very slowly to the kitchen window. Not because I thought I had a lot of time to figure out what and where the heck those sounds came from, but in fright of setting my eyes on something that I would not want to see.

But, as my gaze finally met the now broken window, I couldn't see anything but plain darkness.

I then realised that I couldn't even hear any kind of whispering nor walking anymore. Not a single sound was heard, except for my pounding heart that was beating way too loud. I didn't dare to move any muscles in my body as my eyes were fixed on the darkness in front of me.

I was waiting. Just waiting. Waiting for any signs or form of confirmation that what I just heard wasn't just an imagination.

Waiting,

no walking

Waiting,

no whispering

Waiting,

nothing.

I let out my breath that I had been holding for an awfully amount of time after realising that what I heard was probably just part of my dreams, or at least nothing to worry about.

Just as I was about to lay down again, a sudden light appeared. And If I hadn't gotten a little bit more sober after chugging down all the alcohol some while ago, I probably would have thought of the light as something positive. Maybe I would have felt safe. Because light is usually something positive, right?  In something as terrifying as the dark, where you can't see anything, the light can help to lead you and protect you from the danger the darkness will offer.

In this situation, no.

Because the light didn't come from anything good or willing to help. The light came from outside the window. And despite me still being a little drunk, I could still figure out that this light was most definitely coming from a flashlight. A flashlight pointing into my house. Pointing in my direction.

I could then finally see someone moving outside. A sight I definetely didn't want to see.

And that's when my instincts kicked in, and they told me to get the fuck away from there.

I slowly stood up and started running as quietly as I could down the hallway, and up the staircase. I ran into the bathroom, which I knew had a key that could lock the door.

fuck, fuck, fuck

I closed the door behind me, and fumbled with the key, trying to lock the door as quick as possible. My sweaty palms and stressed self didn't work well with the door lock.

"Y/N! Where are you?!" Someone shouted from downstairs. It sounded quite familiar to Baekhyun's voice. A small feeling of relief grew inside of me, and I shook my hands to calm them down.

My whole body was still shaken,
                                  breathing was hard.

I froze by the thought of how much Baekhyun and Xiumin will yell at me. They just don't understand that I need time to be alone, to think, and have some space.