「Stalker Unknown || Saeyoung Choi x Reader」

「six」

Saeyoung sat back and took a swig of his Ph.D. Pepper to Vanderwood's displeasure. He allowed the annoying redhead to spend the past few hours slacking off from his job in order to help you, but he couldn't help but feel angered when he noticed his colleague get distracted from doing a task such as that.

"Shouldn't you be helping [name]?" the agent questioned.

"Calm down, Madam, I am helping! Even hackers as amazing as myself need a quick caffeine break," Saeyoung replied, finishing the last bit of soda he had left before chucking the empty can behind him.

"You don't have a single lead yet!"

He groaned. "Don't remind me. Avoiding the use of technology was a good move on his part. It's basically impossible to find anything on him."

Before Vanderwood could say anything else, Saeyoung's phone began ringing. With a quick glance at the screen of the phone, he quickly picked it up after realizing it was you.

"Hey, hey, babe," he greeted in a playful tone. "How are-"

"Saeyoung," you choked out. He immediately sat up at the sound of your distressed voice. A million thoughts flooded his mind at once and he couldn't help but curse himself for getting distracted from his task.

"What's wrong?"

"He's back."

He didn't need you to elaborate any further. The second he heard those words, he hung up the phone and sprang up from his chair before rushing over to the door. Vanderwood was shocked to see such a sudden change in Saeyoung. After all the time he's worked with the young redhead, he's never once seen him so serious.

"Where are you going?" Vanderwood questioned. No response. Saeyoung blatantly ignored him and continued walking to the door. "Is this about [name]?"

Silence once again, but Saeyoung's body tensed up at just the sound of your name which signaled to Vanderwood that his suspicion was, indeed, correct. The agent stopped Saeyoung just as he was about to head over to one of his many flashy cars.

"You're not driving in the state that you're in," he told him. "Give me the keys."

After thirty minutes of speeding and complete silence apart from the occasional direction or two, Vanderwood pulled the car into the parking lot outside of your apartment. Both men ran inside the building, probably scaring every poor soul that crossed their path as they rushed to check on you.

He didn't even bother to knock once he reached your apartment. He threw the door open and ran inside, desperately scanning the room to find you. It didn't take him long to find you curled up in a ball on the couch with tears streaming down your face. In an instant, he was at your side cradling you in his arms.

"I'm right here, I'm right here," he cooed softly. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and pulled him even closer to you.

"What happened?" Saeyoung asked. You opened your mouth to respond, but no words could form. Just more and more sobs wracked your chest every time you attempted to tell him anything. Thankfully, you didn't have to.

"707," Vanderwood said grimly as he held the letter you had received a few days prior which you neglected to tell your boyfriend about. "I think you should see this."

Silence suffocated the room as Saeyoung read over both the letter and the threatening email you had only just recently received. His hands clenched into fists as he reread the letter over and over again, realizing that it was something you kept hidden from him. You kept your head in your hands in shame, knowing that hiding something as important as that from him wasn't the right thing to do.

"What made you hide this from me, [name]? What made you think keeping this to yourself would be a good idea?" he asked, his voice rising with each word.

"I didn't want to distract you from work," you mumbled softly, keeping your head down.

"Your life matters more than my damn job!" he screamed, throwing his hands up in frustration. You flinched at his tone. Never before did you ever hear him sound this angry.

"Calm down, 707. The poor girl is already scared enough as is," Vanderwood told him.

Saeyoung rolled his eyes but obeyed anyway. He leaned down in front of you and clasped your hands in his.

"You should be afraid," he said softly, sounding worried himself. "I could've been close to catching him if I knew about that letter the moment you received it. He's not just some harmless admirer of yours anymore. This is a stalker who's getting more and more dangerous with each message he sends."

"I'm sorry," you managed to choke out.

He brushed your tears away with his thumb before sighing. "I just hope I can stop him before he sends another message."