You were a paranoid person, you had to make sure all windows and doors were locked before you went out, were going to sleep and when you get home. You didn't want to be kidnapped or murdered. You'd prefer to die by your own hands than another's.
You did your normal routine as always before you went out to the store today: lock the back and front entrance as well as windows and then double check them all. Nothing was unlocked or out of place, so you headed out making sure to lock your front door behind you.
You made the trip quick since you were feeling uneasy today. You didn't need much anyway so it wasn't an inconvenience luckily. Once you were checked out, you quickly put your groceries in your car and headed home.
Once you were home and had unlocked your front door, you immediately felt that something was wrong. You placed your bags on the counter before doing your round of checking the locks. You went to your back door first and noticed that it was ajar. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat and you started to panic.
You *knew* that you locked it before you left. You quickly grabbed your mace from your keychain and a knife from the kitchen and started to search the rest of the apartment. The hairs on your neck and arms stood up when you found that multiple doors were unlocked.
Once you got to your bedroom you felt your heart drop to your gut. This door too, was unlocked. You pushed the door open and put your guard up as soon as you stepped in. You didn't see anything strange at first glance which made you extremely confused. You took a deep breath and tried to ease up a little.
You decided that it would just be better to call the police. As soon as you turned around you were face-to-face to a man. You didn't hesitate to spray him and hide.
"What the hell y/n!" A familiar voice screams.
"Joon?" You rush to him.
You grab his hands to keep him from rubbing it more into his eyes and skin.
"Bathroom now," you dragged him to the bathroom, "why the hell did you break into my apartment?"
"I wanted to surprise you!"
"Huh?"
"I missed your birthday last week and wanted to make it up."
You immediately felt upset that you hurt him, but he should've known better. He's the only person with your spare keys and he knows to tell you if he'll be showing up.
You sighed and put his face under the running water from the sink faucet.
"Do not rub touch your face," you urged, "I'm getting milk."
"Milk?"
You quickly filled a spray bottle and a hand towel and went back to Joon.
"Give me your face," you demanded, "I'm going to spray your face with milk, it helps"
He obliged and you started spraying. You then lightly dabbed his face with the towel and continued the process for another 20 minutes before he could open eyes.
"Joonie I am so sorry, I should've thought before I sprayed," you looked down at your hands.
"It's fine... I shouldn't have came unannounced. I know you're paranoid and I just didn't think of it at the time."
You didn't say much after that but instead sat down with him and played with his hair. You watched a few movies and decided to let him sleep over. You still felt bad for attacking him, but you pushed the feeling back and tried to enjoy your time with Namjoon.
