Illusions [Ateez x Reader]

Chapter 27

———I have an idea for a SuperM x reader story. Should I write it?———

        I finish the song and set my guitar down, stopping the recording, when I hear a loud crash coming from my living room.

     I shake my head, thinking I made up the sound, when the echoing of footsteps begins to resonate through my ears. They beat down on my floor heavily. Another crash comes from my apartment, causing me to jump and immediately reach for my phone. I quickly pull 911 up on my phone and get up, carefully and quietly making my way to the door. I open it slightly, seeing a view into the kitchen. Once I look out, I see a black covered back facing me. I quickly shut the door, locking it and putting my chair under the handle so no one could get in easily.

    Barely thinking, fear taking a hold of me, I dial 911 and out the phone up to my ear. "Hello?"

   "Hello, this is 911. What's your emergency?"

    I gulp, trying to keep my voice at a whisper. "There is someone in my house. I think they broke in."

    I hear footsteps coming towards this room, causing a whimper to spill from my lips.

     "What's your name?"

      "Y/L/N Y/F/N"

      Suddenly, the footsteps stop outside of the room and the door handle jiggles, the person outside trying to open it.

     "Okay Y/N, what's your address?"

      I give them my address, trying to stay quiet as possible.

    "Okay, we have sent someone your way. They should be there in about 20 minutes. Hang tight."

     Before the operator can say anymore, my trembling fingers slip and the end call button is pressed. My entire body is shaking and I bite my lip to keep the noises of fear from escaping my mouth.

     The jiggling of the door handle stops for a moment, making me think the person was going away. However, after a few seconds of silence, a loud bang resonates throughout the room and a shriek if terror escapes my mouth. The banging continues and I move to the far corner of my room, curling up. Fumbling with my phone, I think about calling 911 again, but decide on someone different.

    "Hello?"

      "Yeosang?" I let out in a breath, my voice cracking.

     "Y/N? Are you okay?"

       "No-no."

        "What's wrong?"

         I gulp, tears beginning to stream down my face. "Someone got into my apartment."

   "What?!" I hear shuffling from the other side of the line and Yeosang repeating it to the other boys. "Y/N, can you give us your address? We are gonna head over."

     I give them the address. "Yeosang, he keeps banging on the door to my recording studio. He's trying to get in."

Quiets sobs begin to fall from my mouth and my entire body begins to shake harder.