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➻Genre: Romantic, Silly, Best Friends to lovers, Idol x Reader, Comedy. ➻Warnings: Drunken, Little cussing, Potential spelling errors, if anything else lmk. ➻Wordcount: 901
"Ugh, Im so.. dizzy! The world is spinning."
"I know Chan." Your best friend Chan asked you if you wanted to spend time with him.
You accepted of course, you liked the guy for how many years now? He liked you also, but of course you didn't know.
Classical 'x reader' am I right? It was a long day of work for you, plus Chan's schedule wasn't as busy, so he thought I'd be nice to invite you out to dinner.
Out of the both of you, you thought you would get drunk, seeing that your day was tougher. "Chan, stop trying to walk on your own! Hold on to me!"
Chan, now skipping ahead, in the process getting dizzy. Then grabbing onto a nearby tree.
"Y/nnie, I'm dizzy! Im gonna fall!",Chan cried reaching his hand out to yours. You jogged towards him, trying to hold in your laugh.
Once you made it to Chan you grabbed his hand and pulling him up as he clinged to you,"Oh chan.."
Chan giggled as he embraced you, speaking in his thick accent he hummed,"So, warm mmm."
His eyes gazed up at you, still sticking to you as if the both of you were velcro. With Chan so close, you caught a good whiff of Chan's Cologne.
Oh how green and pungent it was, felling like it was hypnotizing you. Despite the time you both spent out together, it was overpowering!
A fire burned across your face, making you extremely red in the process.
"C-Come on, lets get you home." A little hiccups managed to fall past his lips.
"O—*Hic* Okay! Yes, yes miss."
Once you get to your home, you sit Chan down on the couch.
"Here, let me get you some water. Hold on!" "Y/n! Nooo!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"Don't go!" Once again, clinging to you.
"O-ow! Chan! Please, you're going to suffocate me!"
Managing to get his limbs free from your waist, you leave him on the couch to go get him some water.
Next thing you know light vibrations are shooting through your back pockets.
"Who could be calling at this time."
Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you look at the Caller ID. You sighed when you read the name.
'Don't entertain him, don't entertain him, don't–',you thought but you wanted so badly to see what he'd do.
That being said you pick up the phone,"Yes?"
"Y/n-"
"hm?"
His voice began to waver.
"Where are you?"
"I'm in the kitchen."
"Kit-chen? What country is that?"
You chuckle slightly,"Chan, Im getting you some water."
"Woahh, from a different country? *hic* Dammn..its gonna take a while to get back to me."
"No, Chan. Im right down the road from you",you played along with his cute drunk talk.
"Ohh okayyy, I miss you~ so..hurry up",he slurred in his cute accent.
You thought he had hung up but there was tapping noises followed by irritated groans. He slurred in annoyance as he was having a difficult time hanging up the phone.
"Ugh! Why..Why is- I can't. It won't cut off!!"
You heard him from the other room complaining, he's so cute like this. Finally comming back to Chan, seeing him light up when you come back.
"Y/n! You're home! *hic* Wait! Are you magical?! You- *hic* you didn't come through the door!"
'Oh',you thought,'So he does have some rationality left'
The cup of water you'd brought Chan placed on the table as you take a seat next to his drunk form.
"Yes, now sit up. Here let me help you."
Finally getting him up, you hand him the water to drink.
"Here drink up."
He obeyed drinking a good amount then attempting to fall back onto the couch, however you try and pull him back.
"Mmm how was the county of Kit-chen?",he asked sliding back onto the couch.
"It was fine. It was so beautiful, you should've seen it",you state playing along.
"Oh realllllly?",he slurred,"Oh man..You-You gotta see Australia!!"
"I agree! You'll have to show me one day. But first I need you to sit up, Channie."
"Ooh! Yessss!"he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around you, yet again. In the attempt of you trying to keep him up, the end result was Chan falling on top of you.
Chan pushed himself up though he was still hovering above you. Seemed like the flush along his face wasn't only from drinking but also falling against your chest.
That Chan, despite being drunk, realized where his face had landed.
Y/n-exe is no longer working. Chan gazed at you, in silence for a few seconds,"Y/n.."
Your soul had managed to leave your body and even leave the earth plain.
"Christopher– Y/n isn't here at the moment." That is all you said before staring back at the ceiling.
"Well..When she comes back-",Chan pauses to wrap his arms around you. Laying his head on your tummy as to use it as a pillow,"Tell Y/n that she- *hic* she has a really lovely set, of breasts."
That night you gave Chris your bed and you slept on the couch- While he was sound asleep you sat...In front of the refrigerator with the door open embarrassed and still warmed by the even that took place a few hours ago..
Needless to say, you were officially gonna kill him when he wakes up.
➻THESE DIVIDERS/PICTURES DO NOT BELONG TO ME➻Hope you like this! Its just been sitting in my drafts for a while.➻I may make a sequal! Im not sure yet however. ➻Quick warning this has nothing to do with the story, but everyone be careful. Seems like the world is becoming an apocalyptic 😟! ➻I really want everyone to be safe especially more than ever.Hope you like this! Its just been sitting in my drafts for a while.➻Written May 10th 2022
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A guide to getting kidnapped and escaping 101
Chapter 1: The Schrödinger's Kat
Prologue
"Alright then. If that's what you want." He sighed again before his eyes went dark and he leaned in closer towards you. "I should warn you beforehand though, curiosity killed the cat."
"And satisfaction brought it back." You reply.
Pairing: afab! Psychologist! Reader x Bang Chan
Word Count: 2.1k
Genre: Crime, mafia au, eventual romance, slow burn, comedy (an attempt was made)
Summary: You are a fairly renowned psychologist and therapist but definitely not renowned enough to be getting kidnapped in the middle of the night. Is it one of your past patients with a criminal record? You don't know what the kidnapper wants but now you finally find out.
This story takes place in the same universe as "A guide to accidental murder and cover up 101" but with a different reader. I suggest you can read that too if these kind of stories are your type. But both can be read as standalones too.
"Going somewhere doc?"
"Um no?" You try to lie. It was like your brain had turned into mush now that you were face to face with this scary unknown man.
He sighed deeply at your poor attempt at lying. "Please follow me." He said to you politely and started going into the direction you had come from. He didn't even turn once to see if you were following or not. You could try to run away but you doubted it would be useful in any way. So your best bet for now was to follow him. You saw as he removed his blood stained gloves swiftly and just dropped them on a table in the hallway, seemingly not bothered at all by the fact that he was staining the table in the process too. After many turns and taking a fucking lift to the 3rd floor, you finally reached the apparent destination as he opened a door and stepped to the side. "After you." He bowed lightly.
You stepped in to see the huge room. From the walls to the furniture, everything was the darkest shade of black. It had a huge glass window through which you could see the view of the city. The room was designed like an office of a rich ceo or something. A black table in the middle. With chairs on both sides. And a bookcase on the wall parallel to the window. It definitely did not have the kind of books you'd read because you could see a thick file with the word 'contracts' stamped on it with red. Another one was labeled as '0325 blueprints' with a black sharpie in messy handwriting.
That was all your eyes could take in before he cleared his throat and gestured for you to sit on a chair and took a seat behind the desk. "I apologise for staining your shirt. I'll have your clothes delivered to you soon." He said while folding his jacket's sleeves till his elbows. And oh his hands are very veiny for some reason.
"Uh... my clothes?" You ask in perplexity. Talking about clothes though, you notice he's wearing a black jacket with a red rose on it over his plain black shirt. You are just grateful his clothes aren't splashed with blood now.
"Oh right. I'm sure you would have many questions." No shit sherlock. "Please ask away whatever you want. I'll try my best to answer as long as the questions are appropriate." Appropriate? What did he think you were gonna question him about? His love life? Egoistical bastard. You wanted to roll your eyes but you would rather not test him for now.
"So... who are you?" The most important question. And the first one you asked your clients, although you had their information files with you. Oh how you wished you could have his information file.
"You can call me Chris." He answered with a slight and what you could only call proud smile. Did this guy really think he gave you a good answer? This was not some introductions meeting, you wanted to know what he did. Guess you'll have to be straight forward with him. Afterall he did say you could ask anything.
"What... work do you do?" You make sure to not say anything he might find offensive. Because you should be worrying about such a thing after seeing him literally splattered with blood.
"I'm afraid I can't answer that. It's... confidential, let's just say." Yeah you kind of knew he wouldn't tell you about him possibly committing murders just yet.
"Fine. Why am I here?"
"To cure me." He says while fidgeting with the two silver chain bracelets he's wearing on his wrists.
"Of what?" You question with furrowed brows.
"Uh I- I think I might be, and I don't know for sure of course, um going crazy." He mumbled nervously, a contradiction from the way he appeared in front of his men.
Now that interested you. Okay so maybe you were writing a potentially illegal research paper on criminals and their psychology but you couldn't agree to this, right? You did have access to talk to a handful of criminals but always under the surveillance of a camera with guards there. You couldn't ask the questions you wanted to. Not without raising suspicions about if you, yourself were a bit crazy. Plus he didn't look too threatening now that he wasn't covered in blood. And what will he even get out of hurting or murdering you? Atleast he wasn't one of the psychopaths whom you had reported to be sent in an asylum and he screamed "I'll kill you one day" and a bunch of other stuff you didn't wish to remember again as he was dragged away by the guards. And it wasn't like this man was hard to look at. Yes pretty privilege and the halo effect were very much really. You were a mere human afterall.
"That still doesn't explain why I'm here." You knew exactly why you were here by now but hearing what he had to say wouldn't hurt.
"Aren't you a doctor specifically for that?" He asked as if you were dumb. Maybe he was thinking you were stupid. Which is great. You don't want him thinking or rather, knowing that you're too smart, too soon.
"So... you need help?" You ask as if you are still confused.
"Whatever way you wanna put it I guess." So he couldn't even accept the fact that he needed help yet. Great.
"And you couldn't come to the hospital I work at like a normal person for that?"
"What do you think?" He raises an eyebrow and you have to accept he looks ridiculously attractive while doing so. Get it together, you scold yourself. "Look I can't tell you what it is that I do. But I think you're smart enough to know it's not something that allows me to just walk into government owned institutions." Oh you knew.
"I don't see how that's my problem? You couldn't find a private therapist or something?" Now this is something you hadn't actually figured out yet. Surely just hiring a private psychologist would be lot easier than whatever he was doing.
"Unfortunately for you and fortuantely for me, I don't settle for anything less than the best. And no private people were as qualified as you." Oh?
"How do you even know that?" You ask, now in actual confusion.
"A friend of mine attended your seminar on psychodynamic theory last year and he was thoroughly impressed by you. He was actually the one who reccomended you." Okay what the fuck? Only top detectives and goverment officers were allowed to attend that event as you had to go through some truly disturbing and stomach churning cases to explain your points. How did he even have friends there?
"How lucky for me." You remark sarcastically.
"I know this might be a difficult situation for you to adjust to and I'm deeply sorry for that. But please understand that there was no other way." He explains while brushing his dark hair out of his face.
"Oh sure, as if you couldn't just, I don't know drop by my home for a few sessions? Why do I have to be held captive to help you!?" Now you have to put your 2 years of being in drama club in high school to good use. You have to let him think you are just so distressed by this situation, as any normal person would be.
"What? No, no. You're not 'held captive' as you put it. I just needed to get you under my protection if I wanted to do this." Just as you think this man can't surprise you anymore, he says something that makes no sense in the image you are trying to put together of him.
"Why?"
"You don't think I've got people who are just dying to know my secrets that no one else does and the ones you'll get to know soon enough? They can kidnap you and not with the intention of getting... 'help', but with the intention of hurting you, unlike me. And I can't let that happen just because I'm an idiot who thinks there's something wrong with me." As soon as you heard the sentence "that no else does and the ones you'll get to know" your brain was overflowing with serotonin. In a world where everything was already discovered and no one kept secrets from you anymore, this sounded like the best reward you could get after hearing people's mediocre stories about their trust issues because that one boy broke their heart in 5th grade.
"'Think'? I haven't even talked to you that much yet and I already know there's a lot wrong with you. You don't think you can just murder people or do whatever it is that you do and live with a healthy conscience do you?" The fact that he "thought" there was something wrong with him was laughable at the best and downright sad at the worst.
He sighed again. "Right. But I want you to know that I'm not gonna force you to do this. If you don't want to do this, you're free to go. I mean you'll definitely need atleast a month of protection by my men because I know the news of you being here would've already reached to my... rivals, let's just put it that way."
"That reminds me, care to tell me how long have I been here for?"
He looks at his expensive looking watch before answering. "Somewhere between 20 to 22 hours." So it hadn't even been a day yet and his 'rivals' already knew about you being here? Just who was this man? He was like a messily wrapped present flowing wtih intrigue and enigma. So there was only one right answer at this point right?
"Kat and Nemo." You say, finally telling him the decision you made a while ago.
"Huh?"
"My pets. Get them here as soon as you can. They haven't eaten all day today, Oh my God."
"So- wait- does- does that mean you're doing this?" He asks in disbelief.
"No I just want to leave my pets here." You roll your eyes. "Of course, are you really that dense? And while you're at it, get my phone and laptop too." You could finally talk to him freely now that he had said he wouldn't hurt you... you think.
"Oh sorry I just still can't believe you agreed and-" he says incredulously.
"I'm sure we can talk later after you get my pets here." You get up to go to whatever room it was you were in.
"Where are you going?" He questions, standing up too.
"Back to that dungeon." You turn back to look at him.
"It's not a dungeon okay. If you don't like it, you can have another room." He stands right in front you.
"Fine then let me stay in your room." Yes he was hot but that wasn't the reason okay. Atleast not the only one. Maybe you would be able to study him more if you spent more time with him. For research, of course.
"What?" He asked dumbfoundedly. You were sure if he was drinking something right now, he would've choked.
"You heard me."
"Alright then. If that's what you want." He sighed again before his eyes went dark and he leaned in very close towards you. "I should warn you beforehand though, curiosity killed the cat." He whispers to you. So afterall he wasn't as dumb to not figure out your motivations yet. Yeah you didn't really do good in the drama club anyways.
"And satisfaction brought it back." You reply.
"Unfortunately nothing that is killed ever comes back to life." He says as if he's experienced it himself.
"Schrödinger's cat." You reply and watch his brows furrow. Of course he wouldn't know what that means.
"What does that mean?" He squints his eyes.
"Maybe I'll tell you some day." You shrug.
He rolls his eyes at that. "I'll send the contract to your room. Read it before signing." Wow so now you'll have to sign a contract? As if things couldn't get any more weird.
You were willing to do anything to unwrap the messily wrapped present that 'Chris' was. And maybe that was the first mistake you made before making many others that will lead you somwhere you couldn't even imagine yet.
A/N: look who posted finally after a whole month. I'm sorry for being late lol.
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