𓏸 ՙִՙ ⬞ 𓂅 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗂 ˖╲˚ 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫﹅ ՙ 𓄼
✷ ˒ 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥 ᨒ݁ ₍ 我的小野花 ₎ ༉‧₊˚
° ｡ 🌫 → 🍶 ༄ 🐚 ‧₊˚ 📃 ˖* ࿐ྂ
𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍.
— WILDFLOWER
Summary: Where Alana's heart shatters once she heard the news about his departure, leaving a heartbroken leader behind as he pours his heart out to his favorite girl.
Pairing: Alana Yang x Bang Chan x Stray Kids x Platonic! Jackson Wang.
Status: not edited.
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Alana sprinted towards the JYP building, her feet leading her inside the company. Crew members, staff, and idols roamed through the busy halls, their heavy footsteps matching with her palpating heart. Her eyes darted across the mass, completely oblivious of the eyes watching her. Some watched the younger woman with disdain and others with confusion.
She let out a shaky sigh, putting a hand over her forehead and grimacing once she felt the glistening layer of sweat casing over her fingertips. She stood beside the front desk, letting her arms rest on the wooden counter as she looked for the Australian boy that's been haunting her mind ever since the news came out regarding a certain member's departure from the group.
Alana shivered at the thought, her blood turning cold at the shocking news. She was never close with him, and she felt it wasn't necessary either since they almost never interacted at all, and she found him rather special in some ways. He usually minded his own business whenever Alana visited the boys, but she could always catch his burning gaze at the back of her head.
Being too caught up in her own head, she didn't notice a hand on her shoulder, the warm and gentle touch she grew to love, bringing her back to reality. She blinked, her eyebrows furrowed as she turned around, her mind still processing the familiar touch. Her head slowly turned towards them, the scowl on her face deepening once she saw Jackson.
"You okay, Aia?" Jackson's rough yet soft voice filled her eardrums. She hummed in response, her mind slipping into melancholia.
She felt like her body was on fire. With every breath she took, she could feel her chest squeeze her lungs making her almost choke on air. She was worried about the boys, mostly Bang Chan because she knew how much he take things at heart. She didn't have time to text or even call them, only dashing through her dorm leaving her members with concern. Not only was she losing her mind over the published article, everyone seemed to be taking the news badly. No wonder why it's so crowded, she thought.
The buzzing inside her brain increased and she felt a reign of pain forming in her skull. The cramped crowd didn't help either with her state at the moment. She brought a trembling hand over her face and brushed a few hair strands away from her face. Her glossy eyes looked anywhere but his, desperately searching to find her favorite boy.
Jackson stepped in front of her, looking at her with a worried look. He inched closer and brought his hand to the back of her neck, his fingers resting on her jaw as he turned her head towards him. "Hey, Ai. I need you to breathe for me. Can you do that?" He asked her, rubbing her chin with his thumb.
Alana felt his hand on her cheek, and she looked at him with a pained expression. Her eyes brimmed with tears and she shook her head. Small whimpers emitted from her lips as her eyes went wide. She felt her body shake, launching herself into his warm embrace.
Jackson pulled her closer, his hands caressing her hair as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She mumbled incoherent things into his neck as she choked on her sobs. He put his chin above her head, planting a kiss on her hairline. "It's gonna be okay, baby."
Alana sniffed, her muffled cries emitting from her lips. Jackson sighed, his eyes frantically darting across the room. His eyes locked with Han, watching him walk down the hallway with a stressed look on his face.
Han sniffed quietly, his gaze pointed towards his shoes as he walked out of the practice room to catch a breather. Pain prickled at his chest, making his tears threaten to spill. He walked past his team, ignoring their pleads and making his way to the entrance. He finally looked up, his glistening face illuminating in the light above him as his eyes searched around the room.
Han's eyes found Jackson's, his frown deepening once he acknowledged the girl into his arms. His chest prickled, a downwards pout forming his mouth as he sauntered over the pair. He clenched his jaw as he avoided eye contact with the staff, their stares glaring daggers at the back of his head, but he didn't have the energy to care.
Alana whimpered through her muffled sobs. She slowly pulled away, wiping her nose with her sleeve. Jackson massaged her shoulders, trying to cease away her tension. "Feeling a little better?" he gently asked, wiping away her damp hair away from her glistening face.
Alana let out a shaky exhale. She nodded. "Yeah.." she replied, her voice hoarse. Just as she was about to say something else, a hand on her back made her snap her turn around, meeting Han's dejected look.
She gave him a sympathetic look before she launched herself into his arms. The younger boy wrapped his arms around her, hugging her closer to his body as he took in her warmth. They stayed like that for a moment before pulling away.
"Is Chan doing alright?" she voiced her worries, her teary eyes looking into Han's.
Han sighed, a tug at his heartstrings as he watched her face morphing into a gloomy look. He ran a hand through his damp hair and shrugged. "I, uh, I don't know. He's been locking himself in the studio all day. We haven't been able to get a reach him. He shuts us out, Noona." He said, his voice cracking at the end.
Alana watched Jackson patting Han's arm for comfort, giving him a reassuring look. She bit the insides of her cheeks, a look of concern etched onto her features. "Can you bring me to him?" she asked with furrowed eyebrows.
The rapper nodded his head. He linked his arm with hers and said goodbye to Jackson before guiding her to one of the rooms he was in further down the hall. Once they were out of earshot, Han halted in his steps and turned his body towards her. "You know how he is. He takes things very personally. I just wish he could talk to us, you know?" he admitted, fiddling with his hands.
Alana's eyes softened. She gave him a smile. "We all cope differently, Han."
He nodded, looking down at his shoes before looking back at her. He scratched his head and pointed at the door. "He's in there, by the way. Good luck, Ai," he told her, giving her a hug before disappearing into the halls.
Alana felt a burst of pain at the back of her head, feeling a headache forming. She slowly sauntered towards the door, closing her eyes for a minute to catch a breather before knocking on the door. She met with no response, making her scowl.
"Channie, it's me. Would you please open up?" she softly asked, her voice low as she stared at the metal door with a worried look.
Muffled sounds were heard behind the door, making her narrow her eyes. She stepped back once she heard his footsteps and she could feel her lips curving up. The door opened and her smile faltered. His bloodshot eyes and swollen face made her heart swell and she didn't hesitate to pull his favorite boy into his arms.
"Hey," she cooed, caressing his blonde locks as she gently whispered sweet nothings into his ear. She let him pour his heart out, his blood-curdling sobs touring through his chest as he let his guard down. His body shook while he held her body with trembling hands.
"It's okay, baby. It's gonna be okay." she lamented, rocking them back and forth. She could feel him slowly pull away, making her step back. She turned her head to the side before guiding him back to his room, locking the door.
They sat down as silence engulfed around them. Alana fiddled with the ends of her sweater, not knowing what to say. A small sight emitted from her lips, turning her head towards him only to be met with his face staring back. Her stomach swarmed with butterflies, and she gave him soft smile.
"It feels weird. With him being gone, I mean," he admitted, his eyes turning back down his lap.
Alana scooted closer until their thighs met. She shifted around her seat, turning her body to him as she intently listened to his words. "And I don't know what to do, Aila. I'm just...processing, and I feel bad that I don't talk with the others. They're my brothers for god's sake," he said in a small voice, a scowl forming on his face at his last sentence, feeling guilt prickle his chest.
She placed her hand on his thigh, giving him a small smile. "Don't blame yourself. They understand, but it would be nice if you guys talked it out, you know. Heart-to-heart. You're their leader, after all, hun." she advised, giving him a pointed look with a shrug.
He nodded with a long sigh. He felt her hand on his thigh, almost melting at her touch. He brought his hands to his face, rubbing it tiredly. "You're right. I don't know what to say to them, though. That's the hard part." he told her, his frown deepening.
Alana frowned, her hand intertwining with his. "Then don't say anything. Gather everyone and just sit down, it will come naturally. Chan, you don't have to always take the lead. Sure, you're a leader, but they don't expect you to have your guard up all the time. They just want to hear what you have to say in the matter." she said, her voice turning softer.
Bang Chan caressed her hand with his thumb. His lips curved up unknowingly, turning his head to her. He watched her returning his energy, a smile forming her features. "You know, I hate it when you're always right about things." he simpered, his shoulders shaking a little as his chest rumbled with laughter.
Alana gave him a wink, leaning her body backwards as she let her back hit the cushions. "I'm always right, honey. That's a fact, by the way. Everyone knows it. Ask Jackson, he will confirm." she bubbled, giving him a grin.
He shook his head, his eyes sparkling. He felt relaxed, his shoulders loosening as tension and tightness slowly ceased from his body. He let out another chuckle, slapping her thigh before bringing her closer.
Alana grunted, a giggle erupting from her throat. "Don't hit me, man. I'm very sore from last night," she whined, her lips turning into a pout.
Bang Chan's eyes turned wide, a tint of crimson dancing across his cheeks. "W-What now? What did little miss do last night?" he whistled, a smirk forming his handsome features.
The Yang girl burst out in laughter, feeling heat wash over her. She covered a hand over her mouth, her muffled giggles echoing across the room. She shook her head. "No-stop. Let me clarify, mister. I had a workout session with Joy and she pushed me hard." she explained, hitting his chest playfully with another laugh.
Bang Chan chuckled, his head thrown back as he processed her words. "Sure, Ai. Sure..." he sang, giving her a wink, to which she responded with a glare.
"And I'm the dirty-minded, please." she cackled, giving him a disgusting look.
He rolled his eyes, a smile resting on his face. His heart skipped a beat, her laughter making his stomach flutter. He brought his hand to her shoulder, leaning her against his body. She hugged his waist as they let their bodies hit the soft cushions. "Thank you."
Alana placed her head on his chest, her hand making circular moves up to his chest and down his stomach. She let out a hum. "I'm amazing, I know," she exclaimed, ending up getting a groan in response.
She giggled and turned her head to him, giving him a smile. "I'm kidding, bubs. You don't need to thank me. That's what friends are for, right?" she said, hesitating with the friends part, but said it anyway as she covered it with a smile.
Bang Chan's chest tightened at the word friends but didn't let that go into his head, at least not yet. He enjoyed the Yang girl in his arms, feeling her warmth as he pulled her closer. "Yep. friends," he breathed, his eyes staring into empty space as he caressed her locks.
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I gave you a little spoiler of their relationship, didn't I? 😏 This has been in my drafts for so long and I'm glad I could finish it since I was stuck with how I should write it.
I hope you liked this chapter, I know I did. I love their little relationship and I ship her with Bang Chan the most, but I know most of you say otherwise 😫 But I'm loving the comments about Bang Chan vs. Taehyung. I'm on my way to make her dating history, so hold on your horses, people.
Happy Reading! 🤍🧸
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