STRAY KIDS ONESHOTS

OVERWORKING - HYUNSUNG

I ran to the reception to get the keys to Sungie's studio like this I could unlock the door.

"Hi, I'm in a bit of a rush, could I get a copy of the keys from Han Jisung's studio?" I said fastly.

"Sure but I need a motive for you to do that." Said the receptionist, I looked at them with disappointment. " I'm sorry, I want to help but rules are rules." They sounded genuinely sorry.

I sighed.

"Ok, well he's my boyfriend and he just locked himself in the studio, I think he's having a panic attack, and he can't unlock the door because of that."

The receptionist's eyes widened.

" Oh, dear, is it because of the comments?" They asked, worriedly.

I furrowed my brows.

"Excuse me, but how would you know about that?"

" I was the one who printed them." They sighed and looked around. "Look, I'm not supposed to tell you this, but earlier this day Park Jinyoung-PDnim came telling me to print those papers with unbelievable comments, he said that it would motivate Jisung to work harder and faster, and I tried to tell him it wasn't a good idea because they weren't constructive criticism, but pure and disgusting hate, but he ignored me. He gave them to Jiusng in front of me, I mean this Hyunjin, I saw him turn as pale as paper when he read the content of the papers, he left towards the studio with tears in his eyes." They shook their head." That's all I know, but right now this is not important. Here, take the keys, go help him." They left a pair of keys on the table.

I was in shock, and so angry with PDnim, how could he do that to him? My jaw and fists were clenched and I could feel my blood boiling.

"Hyunjin!" They called my name, I snapped out of it.

"Huh?"

"Go!"

I nodded fastly as I got the keys and ran to my boyfriend's studio. I unlocked the door and the sight in front of me broke my heart. Jisung was curled in a ball on his chair, tears streaming down his beautiful face, his labored breathing getting worse by the minute. All around him it was full of papers with dreadful hate comments, ten times worse than the ones I had read before. I quickly grabbed all the papers and threw them in the paper bin, I tried to pick Jisung up to sit on the couch that was in the studio so he would be a little more comfortable. He flinched as soon as I touched him and whimpered.

"It's ok Hannie, it's me," I said softly. He nodded as he slightly calmed down, I picked him up gently and seated him on the couch.

"Hyunjin..." He said almost in a whisper.

"What's wrong, love?" I asked while I cupped his face slowly so he wouldn't flinch again and gently wipped his tears away.

"My chest, i-it hurts, I-I" He tried to take a deep breath that came out short and shaky. "I can't breathe." He let out as he choked on a sob.

"Shh, it's ok, I'm here, I'm going to help you, ok? We are going to get through this panic attack just like we got through all the others, alright?" He didn't respond. "Sungie, nod if you understand me, please."

He nodded fastly, I could tell he wanted to get out of there as fast as he could.

"Ok sweetheart, we are going to do the same thing that we did all the other times, breathe in for three seconds, hold it in for three seconds, breathe out for three seconds, and hold it for three seconds, then we start all over again, okay? " He nodded. "Okay, we will do it together in the beginning and then you're gonna keep going alone, okay babe?"